Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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' e J, b IV li I - 'G 1 1 n' G THE TATTLER Vol. XXX The Commencement Number N 1 EDITORIAL BOARD EDITOR-IN-CHIEF .,.....m ASSISTANT EDITOR BUSINESS MANAGER A ASSISTANT MANAGER ATHLETIC EDITOR qGif15'p ATHLETIC EDITOR qB0ys'I ALUMNI EDITOR , EXCHANGE EDITOR , Margaret Irish . . . I Betty Russell .. . .. Paul Ellis ,. Philip Berry . . , . . . Ioan Russell . . . . , , , , Richard Ellis , .. Hope Soucie Grace Wilbur CARTOONIST .,., . . . . Mona Wilcox TYPISTS , . . . . Arlene Davenport Hope Soucie Mona Wilcox TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorial Board I Dedication ,.,., Editorials ,, Seniors , Literary .. Athletics , Dramatics ,. Exchanges . Iokes .. Alumni .... Autographs ,,,. Advertisements . . . . I Page DEDICATION To All former students of Rangeley High School who served in the Armed Forces during World W we humbly dedicate this, the thirtieth issue of THE TATTLER. ar II 5 Jf for fa L5 , f K if f f K4 MWA Wm The TATTLER CHANGES AT R. H. S. I wonder if R. l-l. S. has changed any since you were last here? Let's take a look around and find out. As you walk along past the gym, you can see the new modern metal backboards and the newly buffed floor. We know the bas- ketball fans will appreciate these improve- ments as much as the players, although everyone, of course, dreams of the time when Rangeley will have a new gym! During the war it was almost impossible to get a Manual Training teacher, but this year the Manual Arts course has been re- sumed under the direction of Mr. Hart. He has also reorganized Boy Scout Troop 179, and since this is a very worthwhile organiza- tion, we hope that its activities may continue to increase. The armed forces found during the war that men can retain more easily what they are being taught if they can see as well as hear the subject at hand. This practice has been put to use in modern high schools. For about one hour each week movies on science, history, physics, home economics, etc., are shown in the gymnasium. It isn't hard to imagine that Iulizzs Caesar and Macbeth are much more interesting when they can be heard in the interpreta- tions of such famous Shakespearian actors as Maurice Evans, and Judith Anderson, and even Orson Welles. The record albums of Izrlizzs C aesar, MacBeth,and The Merchant of Venice, purchased through the Dramatic Fund, can now make Shakespeare's charac- ters step out of the books and become real people. Our new victrola, procured through the same fund, makes listening to the record- ings all the more delightful. In the main room a few new basketball trophies gleam on the shelves, and it looks as though before too long we're going to have to add more shelves for our ever-increasing collection. Yes, the old place is changing, but never- theless it still has that same familiar atmos- phere when you come back to it. Editor in Chief. EDITORIAL We don't like to complain - but - P. T. fPhysical Training, or Physical Torture, as you wish,j isn't very interesting from the point of view of the girls. Every afternoon we drag our poor weary bodies to the sub- terranean torture chamber to receive our workout. This consists of shifting from one foot to the other until someone finally yells, Line up in a straight line. After a fashion we line up, but not in a straight line. Then, when at last everyone is facing one way, we march around the room several times. However, this proves too much for us and gradually one by one we give up and lie down by the roadside. Sometimes, though, we do manage to summon enough strength to carry a book on our heads across the room and back again. I believe this is to help our posture: good, l think, but you'd never know it. Somehow The World and How It Came About can't be balanced on one's head unless one assumes the position of a robin when he listens for worms! Occa- sionally someone does come suitably dressed, and endowed with enough energy to do the 'fbicycle a few times, but such happenings are so few and far between that these poor unfortunate souls have to be shown how to pedal all over again. Now please don't think that we're so lazy that we just don't like to exercise, we do- but only if we can exercise properly. What I'm trying to say is that the State insists that all of the high schools in Maine devote a cer- tain amount of time each week to the devel- opment of the physique of their students. The State means well but forgets that small schools like ours can't afford the trained in- structors and special equipment required to make only a few hours-five at the most- each week interesting. The money has to be spent on subjects of more importance. Before the war there was every afternoon from one o'clock to one-thirty-five a so- called activity period. During this period, the orchestra, the drama groups, or what- have-you practiced, while students not ac- tive in those organizations spent the thirty- five minutes studying-at least they had the opportunity for studying. The fact remains that something 'was accomplished during that time. Now, however, the thirty-five minutes have been extended to forty-five and transferred to the end of the P.M. ses- sion, and nothing is accomplished. No stu- dent can be expected to take even a half- hearted interest in a subject that he knows he The TATTLER gets no credit for, even after spending much time on it. By the end of this year we will have learned from this class absolutely noth- ing except perhaps that the gym floor humps in the middle and sags at the ends. I should make it plain at this point that I'm speaking strictly from the girls' point of view. The boys seem to enjoy their train- ing. Or at least they sound as if they were really exerting themselves. lt's improbable that anyone in the State legislature who has any authority to make provision for money for Maine schools will read this, but if he should, I do wish that he might take some of this to heart. I'm not kidding. If he doesn't believe this, he might come up any afternoon at three o'clock to watch us being put through our paces. lf by chance he should visit us on one of the very few days when several of us girls are trying at least to look ambitious, he would be bowled over by the hot air. It seems that fresh air is not good for you while you exercise! In as much as it is improbable that the State will do anything right away to remedy the situation, would we really be doing any serious harm by going back to the old sys- tem of our lovely thirty-five-minute activ- ity period ? Honestly, now, would we? BETTY RUSSELL '47 ON TEAMWORK Five men work to put one ball through a net, eleven men fight to carry one ball down a Held, or nine men work to hit one more home run. What's behind all this? The point is that it takes five men to make up a basketball team, eleven men for a football team, or nine men for a baseball team, not just one man or even two or three. Let's take a basketball team for instance. Each member of the team is an individual used to thinking and acting for himself. On the team his attitude changes. Here he can do only one-fifth of what he usually does. Every move he makes is governed by the actions of four other men. I-le has to know these four teammates and even be able to read their actions. The center must know the very instant the guard is going to pass him the ball, not because the guard tells him, but because they have played so much to- gether that they can almost read each other's thoughts. On a jump ball the man tapping the ball looks at one of his men, doesn t say a single word, yet the tap goes through to that man. Luck? No. That man knew exactly where he was supposed to be and waited until the right second to get there. What makes up a champion team, any- way? You have to- have good material to start with, a little ability, and the other eight-tenths-well, that is just hard work and practice. A basketball team is much better to watch if all five men are working to- gether, each as an integral part of one unit. Every man on the floor must be fully as good as any other in everything-passwork, shots, or recovery. Every -man must be working for the team, never for himself and his own glory. It's usually the team that has five good players that is the one you like to watch on the basketball court. This word, teamwork, can apply to any- thing that you do-not just to sports. Web- ster defines it as efHcient work done in har- mony by a group of persons for a common cause, no one seeking his own interests. In school, in life, anywhere-the important equation to remember is: individuals plus sound judgment and the ability to think clearly plus teamwork usually equals a win- ning team. MARGARET Iiusu '46 Editor in Chief. EDITORS' NIGHTMARE OR DEADLINE AHEAD!!! Does anyone ever stop to think that the Tattler they like to read fand criticizej so much is a terrific headache to some? The staff is selected in November and is wamed in January-if they're lucky! Some- time in February they convene to discuss what will go into this year's Tattler. Then everyone promptly forgets all about it! That is, everyone but the editors!! For weeks they plead, they beg, they grow grey hair- please won't someone do something! First the cartoons must be drawn and sent away together with the senior pictures 'weeks be- fore the Tattler can be sent to the printers. Oh-the printers-they must have details and more details. Correspondence piles up, tele- phone bills mount--and still we must have more information. Themes must be written, The TATTLER themes must be read, themes must be cor- rected, themes must be typed. For that mat- ter, every single page has to be written, read, corrected, and typed. Finally the deadline is three weeks away. And what's done? No one seems to know or be able to find out! And the editors plod their weary way through the endless maze- themes, editorials, ads, jokes, mottoes, quo- tations, activities, mirrors , and anything that anyone might think should appear in the Tattler. Efverytbing passes through their hands. The deadline looms up-days away. Is the Tattler on the way? ls everything collected and typed? That, my dear friends, is a joke, a joke, that is! We have worked and worked and worked our way through red tape. This can't be done until that is, and that can't be done until someone hears from somebody-and did anybody write to some- body? Whew!!! Will the nightmare never end? We decide at this stage in the game that the deadline can't be met-so why should we worry? No one else seems to! Well, I guess we'd better give up and go home. The clock in the Main Room says 8: 30 and Caesar must fight his wars, and the Civil War is still waiting to be won-and we do require a few hours sleep-occasionally. That's the only trouble with this job-there are about five hours in the middle of the night when we haven't a thing to do but sleep! - NIARGARET IRISH '46 BETTY Russmst '47 We regret to report that in last year's Tattler the name of Pvt. Francis I-I. Elling- wood was not included in the list of those Rangeley boys who gave their lives for their country during World War Il. We extend our humble apology for this regrettable oversight. We would also like to announce the fact that, although Sayward E. Pillsbury could not graduate with his class in 1941, he has earned enough credits in the Army to enable him to receive his diploma in 1945. It is with great pleasure and pride that we announce that Priscilla Tibbetts of the class of 1942, now a student at Colby College, has been awarded the Phi Beta Kappa Key, the highest scholastic honor obtainable in any college. Q iw 5, lx yin gf i ,, iii, i , 4 - 2? ' 5? 'x 1 W- 'L D Y mX-liqxv Rmnm' 'Il , 6 nuns ,vw ,f' T' :WX w f' x N , XII I., n 1 I 1,1 , ljx I fhX ' pv'.'- 'I .I ,1F'l V '-'--v, X-xA -: X The TATTLER MYRTIE COLLINS Myrtic' She lighted a candle in the daytime, and went around saying, '1'rn looking for a man Basketball 1, 23 Glee Club 1, 23 Softball 1g Girls' Bas ketball Manager 3. COLIN CROCKER Coke ' Mun is the only animal that bluxhes or needs zo -especially when reminded of those lost weekends! CARLENE DAVENPORT U Carlene ' Be silent, for silence never betrays you Glee Club 1, 2. PAUL ELLIS Paul ' That indesrrihuble expression peculiar to people who hope they haven? been axle-ep, but know they have. Basketball 1, 2, 3, 43 Baseball 1, 2, 3, 45 Football 3, 4 Track team 3, 43 Captain Cross-Country Track Team 4 One-Act plays 1, 25 Senior Drama 45 Glee Club 4 Assistant Business Manager of Tattler 35 Business Man ager of Tattler 45 Student Council 2, 3, Business Mana get of Magazine Campaign 43 Manager of Boys' Basket ball team 45 Class President 4. 8 The TATTLER MARGARET IRISH Peggy I love fools' experiments. I am always making them. Valedictoriang Basketball 1, 2, 3, 43 Softball 1, 23 Glee Club lg Orchestra 15 Prize Speaking 15 N.F.C.I. Speaking Contest 13 One-Act plays 1, 2, 3, 43 Class President 3g Class Secretary Sz Treasurer 13 Tattler cartoonist 23 Assistant Editor of Tattler 3: Editor-in-Chief of Tattler 4, Senior Drama 43 County One-Act play 4. BYRNECE MacIVER Bunnie She is a irl with a ea acious a elite, but she never 2 seems to profit by it. Glee Club 1, 23 Operetta 13 Class President Junior Year. WINIFRED RAYMOND Winnie LOUISE ROSS Lou Love is like a dizziness. It winna ler a poor body gang about his bizzinessf' Basketball 1, 2, 3, 45 Softball 1, 25 Orchestra 1, 23 Glee Club Operetta 19 Pianist for Glee Club 2, 4, One-Act Play 23 Junior Drama, Senior Drama, Cheerleader 4. 9 The TATTLER IOAN RUSSELL Iody For moxz people rzozhing is more troulrlexome than the effort of !h1'nlq1'ng. Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4, Captain of Basketball team 43 Glee Club 15 Softball 1, 2, One-Act plays 1, 2, 3, 43 County One-Act play 4, Prize-Speaking lg Class Vice-President 1, Class Secretary 8: Treasurer 3, 4g Athletic Editor of Tattler 3, 4, Senior Drama 43 Salutatorian. HOPE SUUCIE Hopie Tell mc, pretty maidwz, are there any more al home' like you? Glee Club 15 Orchestra 1, Interclass One-Act plays 1, 2, 3, 4g Senior Drama 43 County One-Act play 4g Class President 1, 23 Class Vice-President 3, 45 School Treas- urer 4g School Typist 3, Alumni Editor of Tattler 4. IRENE TAYLOR Getchie H .fix roy as CP'0Ckfl'..f mare. MUNA WILCOX H MOC U Master, shall I begin with the usual joker, That the LludI.t'l1L't' always laugh al? Basketball 1, 3, 4, Glee Club 1, 23 Tattler Cartoonist 49 School Typist 3, 4, Senior Drama 43 Stage Manager of County One-Act play 45 Softball 1, 25 Student Council 2, 3, 4. 10 The TATTLER GRACE WILBUR Grace To look up and not down, to look forward and not back, to look out and not in, and to lend a hand. Prize Speaking lg Student Council 1, 2, 3, 45 Senior Dramag County One-Act play 45 Glee Club 19 Orchestra lg Exchange Editor of Tattler 4. NAME Nickname Fault FaV0I'it6 Pastime Favorite Expression Colin Crocker Coke Blushing Getting car stuck Censored Myrtie Collins Myrtie Giggling Looking at the moon Skip it Carlene Davenport Carlene Too quiet Doing shorthand Yup Paul Ellis Paul Sleeping in school Sleeping Don't be foolish Margaret Irish Peggy Imagining 'things Eating sundaes Gosh Byrnece Maclver Bunnie Eating To find out Who Oh, sure done it? Louise Ross Lou Talking Playing piano Oh, Bugs Joan Russell Jody Chewing gum Driving car Oh, No! Hope Soucie Hopie Getting stranded Dancing Are you kiddin '? Irene Taylor Getchie Temper Gabbing Holy Cow Grace Wilbur Mona Wilcox H Moe Jokes Grace Studying Having colds To be on the Heavens to Betsy 66 go HH Hey H NAME Haunt Favorite Song Ambition Colin Crocker Bowling Alley Winnie Carlene DavenportHome Paul Ellis Farmington Margaret Irish Drug store Byrnece Maclver Peggy's Myrtie Collins Louise Ross .Ioan Russell Hope Soucie Irene Taylor Grace Wilbur Mona Wilcox Moonlight dz Cocktails Somebody Stole My Beau Give Me The Simple Life I'm Nobody's Sweetheart Postoflice Gib Oquossoc hotel Spotted Mt. View Farm Oh, What It Seemed To Be I Guess I'll Have to Dream the Rest I Can't Begin to Tell You I'll Be Around Three O'clock in the Morn- ing n Rum and COKE-a-Cola First Nat'l Store Yes, VVe Have No Bananas Commercial Room Jim To find the lost week- end To get a man To lead a quiet life To get a month's sleep To kill or to cure To be a detective To settle down! Live off the family To go to Washington, D. C. To see the world Psychiatrist To make a pun! ll The TATTLER CLASS OF '46 Senior class officers were elected early in the year as follows: President, Paul Ellis, Vice-President, Hope Soucie, Secretary and Treasurer, joan Russell, Representatives on the Student Council, Mona Wilcox, Mar- garet Irish, Grace Wilbur, and Paul Ellis. Our first important event of the year was the Senior Drama, Shiny Nose. This proved to be a very successful presentation. Since it was almost an impossibility to cast any play requiring boys because of their current scarcity, we borrowed two from the junior class and accepted the offer of Mr. Lamb to enact one of the roles. The class wishes to express its appreciation to Mr. Lamb for his faithful coaching of our plays from the time we were sophomores. The following students went out for bas- ketball: Margaret Irish, Mona VV ilcox, joan Russell, and Paul Ellis. In january, we sponsored a dance which everyone seemed to enjoy. In March the school renewed interschol- astic one-act play competition. The play chosen required an all-girl cast, and all those participating were selected from the senior class. They were Margaret Irish, joan Rus- sell, Grace Wilbur, and Hope Soucie. Claw honors for our four years' academic work have been announced as follows: V aledictory, Margaret Irish, Salutatory, joan Russell, third honor, Grace Wilbur, and fourth honor, Hope Soucie. There will be cause for us to rejoice when we leave Rangeley High in june, but amid our joy there will be room for a few lumps in the throat and a dash of tears. We have had fun during our high school career. Bykxscia MAC Ivan '46 CLASS OF '47 ' The junior class became organized on September 14, when we held a class meet- ing and elected the following ofiicers: Pres- ident, Gilbert Philbrick, V ice-President, Mabel Keep, Secretary-Treasurer, Richard Ellis. At the beginning of the year we wel- comed a new student, Minnie Dyer, thereby increasing our number to 13. No girls from our class participated in basketball, but the boys more than made up for this by nearly all being in the, starting line-up of each game. They were Gilbert Philbrick, Philip Berry, Cedric Brackett, Richard Ellis, and Peryland Philbrick. Philip was captain of the team. just before our Christmas vacation, we gave the annual social, complete with tree and presents. i We plan' to enter the one-act play contest in April in competition with the other classes. ' Another future activity is the annual jun- ior Prom. We are at -present making careful plans for this so that it may be a big success. MABEL KEEP '47 CLASS OF '48 As we entered our sophomore year, our first event was the Freshman Initiation. For at week the freshmen were dressed in a pecu- liar manner. Our inexperienced victims re- sponded to our commands most unwillingly. Those who disobeyed were vigorously pun- ished. The final night of their torture proved satisfactory to us in more wavs than one, as we made a large profit financially. When the basketball season opened, a large group of both boys and girls tried out for places on the teams. jean Pillsbury, Greta Ellis, and Clydis Ross represented our class on the varsity first team fgirls'j, while Billy johnson, Ray Haskell, Gene Sawin, Duane Quimby, and Glen Campbell gave us a mayor representation on the boys' team. An all-sophomore team played many victorious games with other classes. Our class officers were elected as follows: President, janice Pillsbury, Vice-President, Raymond Haskell, Treasurer, Robert Lind- sey, Secretary, Therese Turmenne, and members of Student Council, jean Pillsbury and Gene Sawin. Two of our members, the Lindsey broth- ers, .left us in December, but will probably reloin us this spring. Class rings were purchased this year. As of today, March 20, the preceding facts are the main events in the scholastic lives of the Class of '4-8. JANICE PILLSBURY '48 The TATTLER CLASS OF '49 The freshmen began their school year by calling a class meeting for the purpose of electing oflicers. These were duly voted into their respective oflices as follows: Presi- dent, Donald Millbury, Vice-President, janet Carignang Secretary, Betty Verrill, Treasurer, Virginia Philbrick, member of Student Council, Rita Porter. The second week of school was one of terror for us, as the sophomores were initiat- ing us into the ways of high school. The girls were beautifully dressed in boys' knick- ers, sleeveless shirts, and out-dated shoes. An amazing array of jewelry was to be seen. The boys were perfect models of what the well-dressed tramps were wearing that sea- son. Their costumes consisted of green sweaters and shorts worn wrong side out and backwards, and enough make-up to paint a battleship. Both boys and girls were forced to bow to upperclassmen and declare that they were green. On the last evening of that frightful week, under the vigilant super- vision of the sophomores, we performed be- fore a large audience. We shall never forget how cute Annette Lamb looked on Arlen Wentzell's lap! janet johnson and Donald Millbury made a handsome married couple, with Janet as the husband and Donald play- ing the part of the blushing bride. Many of the girls in our class went out for basketball with Betty Verrill and Nat Ste- ward winning places on the first team. Arlen Wentzell represented the freshman boys. This spring we hope to put on a one act play under the supervision of Miss Shaw. With finals but a few weeks off, we are all making resolutions to study harder. Those who pass may be seen next year in the sec- tion of the Main Room reserved for the proud sophomores. SYLVIA HUNT '49 5 1 'f iq XXI Q 0 4 ' jf' xg L - 'T X I ff'-I , K if 3 1 Mixgsy L five rar unit' The TATTLER OUT OF THE STORM It was only late afternoon, but the fog wrapped its curling fingers around the trees, and its billowing whiteness clung weirdly to the lake as Aileen trudged wearily along the rough pebbly path that twisted and turned beside the lake's edge. She was a small girl, and in the gloomy mist, with the black trees poking their tops upward through the empty thickness and with the gray, choppy waves kicking spray toward her heels, she seemed smaller. She looked like a dainty fairy picking her way through a Titan's dark world. She walked upward toward a gigantic black rock that loomed out over the dark waves, and stood gazing out over the stormy, raging lake. While she stood high on the crag, silhouetted against a backdrop of gray fog, she was entirely unaware of a figure that watched her from far down the path. This dark figure was a young man who was walking along the lake shore, slowly, with the wind sweeping at his face and tear- ing at his jacket. I-Ie crunched along the wet path, his eyes fixed on that small figure which never turned, never wavered. I-Ie came up to the rock and paused. At that moment the figure turned away from the resounding crash of the hungry waves buf- fering and kicking at the black rock. She seemed to have sensed something almost be- yond this world. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out-no sound even if it could have been heard above the merciless pounding of the waves. The boy spoke un- certainly. Please don't be frightened! Only I couldn't help wondering what such a little girl as you are could be doing out in this kind of weather, and in a place like this. You looked so strange standing there. I won- dered if there was anything the matter. The little girl slowly picked her way down from the top of the slippery crag and perched half way down in a sheltered niche of the huge rock. Finally she spoke in a high-pitched clear voice. I was so afraid. Afraid? Of what? I was frightened by the waves, and the wind, and the noise. I don't know -I thought the storm would swallow me up, that the waves would drag me over the rocks? L'But whatever are you doing way out here, anyway? I don't know. I've been walking a long time-I guess I just had to stop somewhere. Tell me, what's your name? Mine's Peter. Aileen----. The boy strained to hear above the whistle of the wind, but he caught only her first name before the wind drowned her out. Please, don't bother about me. I'm all right, she protested. 'Tm used to coming out here. But you don't mind if I stay, you don't mind if I talk to you? The little girl shook her head slowly. As the two sat there, she perched high on the rock, and he standing below, the little girl almost seemed to change. She stopped shiv- ering, and he could almost make her smile. Suddenly he bent over and looked at his watch. My gosh! l've got to start back. This fog is getting thick and I want to make it home before it's too dark to see anything. You ought to have been home long ago, Aileen. Your mother's going to be awfully worried. As he spoke these words, the small girl seemed to change back again into her old self, that faraway sad look came over her face. I'll go soon, but Iim going to stay just a little while longer. He protested and argued with the little wind-blown figure, but she would not give in. He then turned up the collar of his jacket and clambered over the rocks and along down the pebbly path. When Peter reached home, he told his family about meeting the strange little girl. They listened intently as he described her: about eight years old, small and pale, and standing high on a crag with the wind tear- ing and twisting around her. just as he de- scribed her look of terrible anguish, his sister burst out, But, Peter! You couldn't-you can't- Aileen Manelle died a year ago. They found her body washed up near that same rock just about a year ago. It was right after a terrific storm, too. The TATTLER Peter neither spoke nor moved for some seconds. Then he murmured slowly to him- self, She looked so strange. I'd almost think she came - on the wind - yes - out of the storm itself! MARGARET IRISH '46 AUTUMNAL BEAUTY Golden rays of sunlight darted about among jack F rost's tinted leaves. Blue rip- pling white-capped waves leaped and danced like elfin spirits upon the broad expanse of the century-old lake. Higher still, rose the azure peaks of the mountains whose faces were like that of the silent Sphinx. A whis- pering breeze stirred the dry leaves, which crackled faintly. The once-bright golden- rod had faded to a dingy brown eeced with white wool. Burrs beside the highway pushed out their sharp tongues and clung to passers-by. Acorns were ripening on gnarl- ed oaks. Bright Hitting butterflies had be- come transformed into furry little cater- pillars, hurrying lest they be stepped upon by some unheeding foot. The summer song of birds had faded and left only the excited chattering of the squirrels. Flowers had long since lost their hue and were as dry straw. Verdant green grass was now stained with the dull tan of autumn. The flushed fisher- man who had so proudly hooked a speckled trout now was replaced by the hunter togged in red, carrying a well-shined and oiled gun. The sun faded rapidly, leaving only a faint glow in the west. The busy farmer who had toiled so endlessly over his crops now sat on the porch steps. His grain, wheaty and nutlike, was piled high in the barn. His eyes wandered over the land which had yielded her increase some twenty-fold, some fifty-fold, and some an hundred-fold. The moon, full and mellow, rose above the dark firs in the east. Sailing high, he beamed upon drowsy Mother Earth. He smiled upon the bare birches, who reached out stark arms and reflected his glow from their silvery faces. Shrilling crickets tuned their fiddles and played long hours into the night. Seedtime and harvest had ended for an- other year. Autumn in all her beauty had wended her way to greet man. Surely peace had returned to a war-weary world! GRACE WILBUR '46 ON HUMAN EARS Some of our forefathers, the austere Puri- tans, for instance, might have claimed that God had no sense of humor. Being neither a good philosopher nor a good Puritan, I am not one to contradict the beliefs of our ascetic ancestors. Neverthe- less, I warrant that He does possess this rare gift. If He doesn't, then why did He make uman ears? Perhaps you have never even noticed our natural hearing aids. If not, I suggest that you observe the next pair that comes vour way. For obvious reasons, I advise that the victim of your scrutiny be one of the mas- culine species. Your victim's ears may be the flat, broad type-the kind that looks as if they had just been pinned down by the town bully. Or they may be the floppy kind. I remember one day last summer, as I was waiting for dinner to be served, I glanced up from my reading and in one quick glimpse saw the Dumbo variety silhouetted against the skv. I thought at the time that the pilot of that particular airplane had better come out of his dive before he crashed into the mountain. Absurd? Well, perhaps, but on an empty stomach one can imagine almost anything. Sometime ago as I was browsing through a magazine, I spied an advertisement. Of course in this day and age, there is nothing unusual about an advertisement, but this par- ticular one caught my eye - for the girl looked like an elf. I studied her face with utmost curiosity, and suddenly I knew. Her ears, they were pointed! Ears can make the person and the person can make the ears. If you don't believe me, just think what the plastic surgeons have done during the war! I-Iow appropriate it would be if one of our gossipy friends should sprout rabbit ears. And wouldn't your favorite swain look ridiculous with cocker spaniel ears! Yes, I really think God was in a very good mood when he decreed that each and every one of us should have two ears. Thev may be alike or unlike, big or little, flat or floppy, 16 The TATTLER pointed or square, or, by chance, they may even appear normal. The good thing to remember is that we all have them, and they're here to stay-so we all might just as well sit back and enjoy our ears. BE'r'rY RUssr1LL '47 SEASONAL DRESS REHEARSAL I find it most fascinating to let my mind wander and thus to conjure up varied scenes offered by the seasons of the year. First I think of spring because it is then that I can breathe again the balmy air after a long, tedious winter. I can see all the beau- tiful things that make spring what it is. Fra- grant apple blossoms fill the air with their perfume. Lush green grass with the aid of its decorators, the yellow daffodils and the violets, paint the landscape. Birds twitter from the trees, which have burst forth in their green foliage. Then it is summer. Perhaps it is the rain- bow after the gentle rain that fills me with awe. Yet again it may be the sunset in all its beauty. For hours at a time I can sit and watch the clouds form men, animals, maps, etc. In autumn I can see the frost-tinted leaves, the corn shocks standing in the fields, and the pumpkins ripe on the vines. I can smell the apples being pressed into cider. I hear the peal of the school bells and see the chil- dren as they laugh and linger. Again it is winter. Silvery moonlight casts its light upon the snow, which glistens like jewels, and the diamond-studded sky is beautiful- against the blue-black velvet of night. The rosy glow of the fire spreads its warmth about the room and the sweet taste of toasted marshmallows is in my mouth. Whether it is spring, summer, fall, or win- ter, I know I can see only the beautiful things of life. It is at times like these that the doors of the outside world are closed to me, and I dream the dreams of youth. Oh happy steadfast days, flee not so fast away! GRACE WILBUR '46 WOMEN'S HEADGEAR Probably one of the most talked of and made-fun-of subjects of the present day is that of women's hats. Women's hats of to- day are not of the conservative type Cin material, that is!J that they used to be, but are much more decorative ornamentations, or just junk , to use a phrase employed by the men. Hats are probably as old as civilization itself. Cavemen probably wore some kind of head-covering to protect themselves from the wind and rain. During the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries, womens hats were extravagant as to shape and size. Some, sloped like great peaks, ranged from one to three feet in height. Often huge veils were draped over these structures. If we could assemble different kinds of headgear from all countries, we would have many specimens: a fur hood belonging to an Eskimo, a Mohammedan's turban, a Mex- ican's sombrero, a Burmese's straw hat, and many others. But why do we have such a variety of forms? Are they a necessity or an ornament? In regions where there is intense heat or cold, hats are worn for a purpose, but in temperate zones hats are worn more or less for ornamentation. And the styles and materials vary greatly. Fashions of the day determine the style and material, and we find that most hats are of a bright color. Paris has long been known as the center of hat design, but since the war began, New York has won this recognition. If you should happen to be walking down the street today and should happen to linger in front of a window featuring the latest millinery, you would be likely to see a hat decorated with anything from an animal gathering to a veg- etable display. People laugh at such mon- strosities and say, Now, who would buy a 'thing' like that? But it is these same people who not only do purchase these absurdities, but also boldly flaunt them for the entire world to see! Each year thousands of dollars are spent for hats alone, this being just one of the many things that women spend so much money for. But, oh well, if they don't spend it for that, it would be for something else, and nylons aren't too plentiful, yet! So, men, when the little woman asks you for money to buy herself that new hat she saw down in the department store window and which is so too, too ravishing, don't refuse her because she will get it from you even if' she has to resort to subterfuge and tell you that the required sum is for the laundry bill! Home Soucm '46 The TATTLER , THE LADY CR THE TIGER Editorial Note: The very famous short story, The Lady or the Tiger, has a most intriguing factor. At the high spot of its suspenseful interest, the story stops abruptly and the reader is left to conclude for himself the possibilities of its hypothetical ending. The English classes were invited to give their written versions of how the story might be concluded. We print one of these herewith. In order that our readers may fully appreciate this conclusion, we first sup- ply a brief resume of the story as the author wrote it. A semi-barbaric king with a warped sense of justice had a unique way of conducting trials. The person suspected of guilt was placed in an arena facing two identical doors. He was allowed to open either he fancied. If he opened the one, a beautiful maiden came forth and he, innocent, was immediately mar- ried to her. If he opened the other, a fierce tiger came out and devoured the guilty man. Now this king had a beau- tiful daughter, who, he discovered, was being loved by a commoner of the realm. He decided that the one who had so dared to love his daughter must be tried in the arena. The daughter pos- sessed herself of the secret of the doors, and as the man faced those fatal portals. she signaled him to the one on the right. She was a girl of a very jealous nature, and she had seen her lover with the maiden she knew to be behind one of the doors. The point is, did she signal the man to be married to her apparent rival, or to be destroyed by the raging tiger? QHere the student takes overlj Without the slightest hesitation he went to the door on the right and opened it. There was no fear in his eyes now, for he had already spent his energy in twisting this everlastingly unanswerable question 'through the many channels of his brain. Those nights in prison had been the ones that had been filled with torture, with doubt, and with painful thought. Now that he was standing here in the amphitheater with Fate looming up at him, with Death mocking him from one door, and with Life beckoning gently from the other, he knew no fear. The young man swung the door back quickly and stood there below that sea of faces looking straight into the eyes of a yellow and black Death. Man and beast stood face to face only for a second, and then the young man was un- able to hold his hypnotic spell over the hun- gry tiger any longer. The tiger was lean, as he had not eaten for many days, his jaws were dripping, and his appetite cut into him like a keen-edged dagger. He crouched low for the kill, watching his victim like a cat playing with a mouse, and then sprang with a loud and savage growl. High up in the amphitheater the heartless king sat watching with great amusement and satisfaction this intensely interesting sport. From below there came the snarling of the half-crazed beast as he lunged at the young man, who was staggering on his feet, his back and arm one long red ribbon of blood. Again and again the beast slashed his victim until he lay beneath the dripping blood-caked paw, motionless. The body soon became a heap of meat and rich red blood, a delicacy for any hungry tiger. The crowd still looked on, not one face was turned away. Then-, slowly and mourn- fully, the iron bells began to toll. The crowd of spectators walked out of the arena, not quite knowing how to feel. And the princess? She was standing there high in the royal box above. She took one last look at what once had been a human being and now would soon be only another pile of whitening bones scattered in the sand of the amphitheater. Then the faintest, va u- est suggestion of a ghostly smile seemeciz to play on her lips for just the merest second. Quickly she turned her back and walked away. - NIARGARET IRISH '46 THE COINCIDENCE Bang! went the shutter on the old house and then a voice from inside screeched, Come inf' Slowly I opened the door and with much difficulty found my way to the place from which the voice had come. I came upon a dark and gloomy room filled with dust and cobwebs. In the midst of this sat an old lady holding a cat. Well, she said, what is your business here? I was so amazed at the surroundings that at first I couldn't speak. The TATTLER In the distance I heard a faint muffled cry and turned quickly to see what was the mat- ter. As I did so, the old lady must have crept very quietly from the room. As my nerves were beginning to get the best of me, I ran toward the door by which I had enter- ed the room. I tugged hard at the knob, but the door was locked. I pounded upon the door, but this was of no avail. I must get out of this place! Then I realized there must be a back entrance. Very carefully I crept out of the room and into another at the rear. This room was very cold and I felt a breeze coming from one side of the place. I lighted a match, and, to my surprise, there was an open window. I darted toward it, but was suddenly stopped by a hand-a hand larger than any I had ever seen before. It clutched about my waist like a rope. I squirmed desperately to escape. Then I gave a sudden jerk and fell trembling to the fioor. I lay there for a moment Cfor I dared not movej, hoping that the owner of the hand had gone. After several uneventful minutes I rose to my feet and opened another door. just be- yond were stairs leading down. I thought they must lead to a cellar with an opening to the outside. I had cautiously descended four steps when I heard another muffled cry, the same as before, only nearer now. Yes, it seemed to have come from down in the cellar. I was about to take another step when light Hooded the room which I had just left, and I turned to see the old lady, still holding the cat. May I ask why you are snooping around my house like this? she questioned. Well,,' I said in a trembling voice, I was about to answer your question in the room which I first entered, when I heard a terrible cry. Nonsense! piped the old lady, That was just the cat crying for its supper. That is the reason I left the room. But---, then I thought I hadn't better mention my more recent experiences be- cause she wouldn't believe them either. She invited me into the parlor for a cup of coffee and I was about to explain all the hap- penings when I recognized the animal trainer from the circus of which I was the treasur- er. A thought came to me. Quickly I rose from my chair and started toward the old lady. I lifted the hair from her head, for she was wearing a wig. She turned out to be the star actress of the circus. Suddenly the room was filled with giggling faces, all of which were familiar. Then the group explained to me why they were in this house. All was forgiven, but I still required an explanation of the huge hand. The actress told me it wasn't real at all -only one the clown used in the circus. They had stopped at this house for the same reason that I had, because it was impossible to drive a car through such weather. What a coincidence it all was! JANICE PILLSBURY '48 A CHORE BOY'S DAY AT A SUMMER CAMP Once my ambition was to be a chore boy. Now my ambition is to be a guest. After reading this, you may understand why. A chore boy's work doesn't seem hard to the onlooker, but in this case, the best way to form a decision on the subject is to be one. My decision is that it is not at all easy. You are rudely awakened at the absurd hour of five-thirty, or before, and are in- formed that if you want any nourishment, you had better hurry. You slip into your clothes and hurry to the back hall. There you find a group of other rudely awakened souls. When breakfast is finished, you go to the of'Iice to see if it is chilly. If so, you build a Ere in the big fireplace. It is now six-fifteen and time to build the fires in the fire-places of all those people who want fires. After a few weeks of this rou- tine, you have this procedure down to a science, and a limited time for building each fire is not more than three minutes. All of the fires have to be built by seven-fifteen. After the fires are built, the sun porch, which surrounds the office on three sides, has to be swept, and the cooler refilled with necessary cold drinks. The empty bottles are stored in cases in the basement. By this time most of the people have gone to breakfast, so it is time to put wood in the camps, a task that keeps you busy until elev- en o'clock-if you are not interrupted, that is. Even though the weather is hot, most of the people like to have a fire to look at. They leave all the windows and doors open, The TATTLER and if it becomes too hot, they go out on the porch and watch the fire through the window. Anything to burn all the wood! At eleven o'clock it is time to take crack- ed ice around, and fill the pitcher in each camp. The soiled clothes have to be picked up on the return trip and taken to the laun- dry. lt is now time for dinner and all have worked up a good appetite. In the afternoon people are expected, and so, after taking the garbage to the dump and filling the ice chests and the milk box with ice, you go to the ofiice to see if any of the guests have arrived. None have, so you go up to the guides' house to have your time off. It is now two o'clock and fifteen min- utes later you are sound asleep when sud- denly the phone rings. You reluctantly climb out of bed, and upon answering the phone, you find that Mrs. Astor wants some ice and that she can't possibly live without any! You find that other people seem to have the same idea, and after supplying many with ice, you decide that there isn't any use in trying to sleep. So you decide to go swimming. You are poised all ready to dive into the inviting water when you receive an S. O. S. that a party is waiting to be taken to their cabin. In a burst of exasperation you dive in anyway, and then try to make your- self as presentable as possible. Many parties arrive that afternoon and you find several who are very friendly. To them you give all the service of which you are capable, whereupon they say either, Thank you, young man, or they give you a dime, and in rare instances, a quarter. Then again you find other parties who you don't think will tip anyway, and you give them hardly any service. They are the ones who give you two or three dollars! It is five o'clock and after again taking cracked ice around to the camps, you find that it is suppertime. You are generally tipped for any work done for people after supper. You soon retire, remembering that it will soon be time to rise and shine. You will probably jump to the conclusion that this story is fictitious and that all re- semblances to real persons is purely coinci- dental, but I assure you that it is all too true. GENE SAXVIN '48 MY FIRST TRIP TO THE CITY Salem, Massachusetts, is one of the oldest cities in New England and contains many interesting buildings that date back to the time of the Pilgrims. Two years ago I had the great opportunity of going there and visiting this quaint city. It was one Easter vacation that I went. In the one week at my disposal I was unable to see several places of interest such as Salem Willows and Baker's Island, although I was on the go every day from morning until evening. Some of the places I did see are described herewith. As you go into the House of the Seven Gables, you have to sign your name and ad- dress. Then a very pleasant woman takes you around through the different rooms and explains all about them. We even went up into the secret passage where our forefathers used to hide certain people who were ac- cused of being witches. Next we went to the Essex Museum where there were many interesting things. In this building there were rooms represent- ing every important country in the world. These rooms were filled with articles brought from these countries. There were native costumes, and idols that the natives of some countries worship. As the war was then going on, the German and japanese rooms were closed. Due to so much hard feeling against these countries, somebody might destroy the things in these rooms. We were so interested that we asked the guard if he would kindly let us in, and he agreed to do so. The things that interested me the most were the snuff boxes which were used in the olden days. They were adorned with very beautiful designs. I couldn't help think- ing to myself what beautiful compacts they would make. We also visited the Peabody Institute. This was mostly filled with Maritime ex- hibits and trophies brought home by sea cap- tains, for Salem has always been a great sea- faring city. Among the exhibits was a walnut shell, hand carved. By looking through a magnifying glass, you could see hundreds of tiny men in the shell. To me it seemed im- possible that anyone could do such fine work. The day before I came home I went to Boston and saw the State House overlooking The TATTLER Boston Common. I also went to Tremont Temple, where a service was being broad- cast. This is the most beautiful church that I have ever seen. I got quite a thrill from singing over the radio Qalong with about a thousand others!j The days had been so full of so many in- teresting things that before I knew it, I had to be going home. But l like to recall that happy week and relive in memory some of the things I saw on that memorable trip. ELEANOR JOHNSON '47 HELPFUL HINTS T0 POTENTIAL STUDENTS From one who has been through the mill, here are a few suggestions concerning monthly tests, daily quizzes, and mid-year examinations, their preparation and the tak- ing thereof. If one has a thorough knowledge of the subject over which the test is being given, everything runs smoothly-smoothly that is, with the minor exception of changing in a forthright but at the same time whimsical manner, a few right answers to wrong ones! Unfortunately there are more of us who don't understand, or study, that which is taught us, therefore I shall devote my in- structions to those hopefuls who will be- come hopeless. Since one must always have a system, nev- er do any kind of test haphazardly. Now, on almost every test you will have true and false questions. Donit ever allow yourself to have seven trues or seven falses in a row! The law of averages is against you if you have more than this number. If you happen to be doing the multiple-choice type of question, there should be no more than three A's, B's, or C's in succession. By the way, when doing multiple choices where you have to underscore the correct answer, it is sometimes interesting to make a design. Pro- ceed in this way: underline the A once, the C twice, the B three times, and the D four times, then begin again. It is surprising how many intriguing possibilities you can get. I'm not saying right or wrong. In the case of completion questions, however, it is really different. Here the only advice I can give you is to sit near someone who knows the subject. Need I go farther? Then, there is also the essay question. This, too, is one which is hard to do. just keep writing and eventually you will say something that will give you half credit at least. Never leave out an answer unless told to do so by the teacher. This is really all I know about the gentle art of studying, but this is my own idea of how to come out with a passing mark. I can assure you that it isn't a too reliable method, and certain teachers will hasten to confirm that statement. JOAN RUSSELL '46 THAT GAME CALLED WAR The captain had just brought in a report that we were to begin our drive into the heart of the Seigfried Line. This was what we had been waiting for for months. Quick- ly each man went about his tasks-writing last letters, cleaning rifles, and, in general, gathering together personal properties so as to be ready to leave for battle at dawn on the morrow. No one slept well this night and by four in the morning we were all ready to go. Our company was a heavy, fast-moving tank corps, so we had the job of breaking the back of the enemy. Then came the orders to move up. This was it! We must beat the enemy as quickly and completely as possible. We were mov- ing swiftly now and so far we hadn't met any opposition. Then came the report that a column of the enemy was moving across in front of us. With perfect military pro- cedure, we formed our battle lines and pro- ceeded to attack. Now we could see them, and with this development came the order to fire at will. We opened up with everything we had, and by the sound you would have thought that all hell was breaking loose. We gave them a complete going over, passing our Hre from one end of the column to the other. But what was that? Yes, it was a white flag. They were surrendering! At the sight of this, there was a simultaneous-shout from every man in the outfit. All guns were silenced and our captain proceeded to accept their surrender. But, wait. No, I wasn't dreaming. It wasn't Ger- mans that were coming toward us! They The TATTLER were Americans - our buddies - crawling, limping, staggering, dying - all because of our negligence! PAUL ELLIS '46 POP DECIDILS TO FIX THE MIRROR lt all began when Pop decided to fix the mirror. He asked Mom where the hammer was and she said that she would get it. She came back with the hammer and also the bottle of iodine, just in case. So Pop started to work. After having bent half a dozen hooks, and after Mom had used half a bottle of iodine, he finally succeeded in getting a shook in straight. But as he gave one last blow, a big hunk of plaster fell out. Pop said that was O. K.-he'd hang the mir- ror over it and it wouldn't show. Mom had different ideas. Reluctantly Pop went down town and bought some plaster. Meanwhile Mom had been trying to help and had done so by knocking away some more plaster. After much discussion Pop decided to make a door there. Although Dad was not much of a carpenter, he said he'd do it himself to save money. This called for another trip down town to buy a door. After several hours' work, he had the door hung, and called everyone to look it over. It looked pretty good, considering who had done it, was the general verdict. But it cer- tainly needed painting, etc., before it would be a first class job. Well, all that had to be done now was to try it out and see how it worked. Pop soon found out that the door was in the wrong place because it opened out to the outside cellar door, which was open. Painfully Pop came up. Mom left the room before she said all the awful things she was thinking. At supper Mom told me to call Dad. I found him proudly surveying his new job. But where was the door? It was gone! And when I asked Pop to explain, he said, I think it looks better plastered over, don't you? And you see this all started when Pop de- cided to raise the mirror when all he would have had to do was to tighten the chain on it' ELLEN CAsTiNo '48 MEATLESS TUESDAY Mr. jones sat in his office thinking about the line time he would have in the mountains on his vacation. This year he would go up to Maine for his annual hunting trip. He just loved to hunt and he also loved the taste of wild venison. Tomorrow was the big day. He would arrive tonight, get some sleep, and be up early in the morning ready EO Slfilflf. Uncle Ben was at the station waiting for him in the old half-ton truck he had been using for years. Uncle Ben took his bags and they started for the farm. As is usual on the day before the hunting season starts, they came around a bend in the road and saw two big buck deer. My, what an easy time I'm going to have to shoot my deer this year! thought Mr. jones. It was beautiful country decided Mr. jones. They drove on and soon came to the farm. Early the next day Mr. jones woke, dressed, ate his breakfast, loaded his gun, and started for the hunt. He told Uncle Ben he was sure of getting his deer and would be back early. He walked for about an hour in the thick woods, and there before him was the wood- ed spot where he and Uncle Ben had seen those two buck deer the day before. Some- thing moved in the bushes ahead. Mr. jones quickly put his gun to his shoulder, aimed carefully, and fired three times. Then he ran with leaps and bounds across the little field to the spot where he had fired. Sprawl- ed on the ground with blood gushing from his breast was a man. There would be no venison for Mr. jones's supper. COLIN Caocrusk '46 ARCTIC ADVENTURE The story that I ani going to relate to you is about two trappers from Canada who went to the northern polar regions. They were known generally as Nick and Red . The story takes place in the northwest territories of Canada, approximately sev- enty-five miles northeast of the Mackenzie River, near Great Bear Lake. Nick and Red had left Fort Vermilion in August, with a good supply of provisions, and had traveled north until they had reach- The TATTLER ed the Mackenzie River. Then they had fol- lowed the river for two hundred miles before turning off to go toward Great Bear Lake. They reached their destination safely with their six dogs about the latter part of September. They found the trapping to be excellent, with a great quantity of mink and foxes. The trapping was so attractive that they stayed longer than they should have. Their food supply was very low, and then came a series of huge blizzards. After these were over, the food supply was entirely exhausted. Therefore they set out toward Great Bear Lake in search of food. There, living in a log cabin on the shore of the lake, they found four other trappers who were in the same plight that they were. They lived for over a week together, feed- ing on a wolf that they had caught. As they had nothing to feed the dogs, they took two of the smaller ones, and, after dispatching them, fed them to the others. Soon a situation was reached where they were forced to eat the dogs one by one. In this way they were able to live a little while longer. Finally, since the wind and snow had ceased, they decided to go out in pairs to search for food. One day when they had returned from such an expedition, they found that one of the older trappers had become separated from his companion and had lost him. On his way back to camp he had, however, found some meat which he cooked for their supper. The next day they hunted for the missing trapper, but in vain as a light wind during the night had blotted out all tracks. That night the old trapper made a meat soup that they all ate heartily of, but as Nick refilled his bowl, he caught sight of some peculiar white object in the dish. He fished it out and found it to be a human finger. GENE SAXVIN ,48 HOW TO BECOME A MECHANIC In order to become a member of this noble profession, you first should get an old auto- mobile that is in only fair running condi- tion. When you first make an operation on it, you will no doubt have a few parts left over, but as long as the thing still runs, why should you care? You may at first have a few blowouts, but with practice you will finally become an ex- pert in patching tubes. If your automobile suddenly stops when going up a hill, all you have to do is park it along the roadside, get out your wrenches, and perform a quick operation. Your mother will probably scold you if you get grease on your Sunday best while having to put on a new generator, but she will presently understand that it is only your mechanical genius at work. If you find that you cannot possibly get your automobile to going again, you had better call a more ex- perienced mechanic, for you probably have no ability for mechanical work, and if you haven't, you had better let the mechanic fix it after all. COLIN CROCKER '46 FIRST LOVE The first time that johnny, who was sev- enteen, saw Efiie, on whom he was to shower all his affections, was on Main Street. johnny then decided that she must be a model of some sort. She had the most beau- tiful tan that he'd seen all summer. He looked her over and gave her a long low whistle. Longingly, he wished that he might have her for a year at least. It certainly would take a year to show his deep love for her. johnny thought Effie had the largest, sparkling eyes and her crowning glory was of a golden hue. Studying her very closely, he knew she had no faults whatsoever. She certainly could be the best companion a fel- low ever had. He decided he must be intro- duced to her immediately. Now, it so happened that johnny's chum, jake, was working in a neighborhood ga- rage. One day johnny was discussing his love. He said he just had to be introduced formally to Efiie as she must be a summer resident and half the summer was already over. jake said she came to the garage quite frequently, therefore he would make the in- troductions. Sure enough, the time came. johnny heard Efiie's low voice outside the garage. jake introduced them, and with heart pounding, johnny said, Gosh, you're beautiful! This would certainly have shocked some, but Effie took it gracefully and said nothing. johnny and Effie spent 23 The TATTLER many hours together there at the station, but finally Effie had to return home. johnny told jake that he would like to take Effie for a drive in the country. He said he'd pack a lunch and they'd have a grand time. jake said, You'll have to speak to her guardian, as she has no parents. johnny asked permission and the guardian said she might go if he was very careful of his driving. johnny and Effie went along the highway. She was much more talkative today. They knew what to expect from each other. johnny handled Effie very nicely and made the picnic quite a success. johnny realized that he could never do without Effie. When they returned home, he asked her guardian if he might have her for keeps. Johnny's Effie had to be paid for in order to be kept. Now, don't think this is odd, for Efiie was a nineteen forty-five Ford Con- vertible! joAN Rvssicu. '46 BASKETBALL Among most athletes basketball is consid- ered a great sport-why I don't really know. Have you ever considered the game from the point of view of the player? Take a few minutes and place yourself in the position of the player who is to participate in a crucial game. A week or so ahead of the coming game, which is going to be a tough one, the player is usually thinking, Are we going to win or lose? That simply stated question keeps oc- cupying his mind until in his spare time, he actually frets and worries about it. He im- agines how the score is going to look at the end of the game. His team may be twenty points ahead. Then again it is very easily imagined to be twenty points behind! After much worrying and after having played the game over five or six times in his mind, he finds that the night has finally arrived. The first potential mix-up comes in getting ready to go to the gym. He first checks all his equipment, makes sure he has his lucky socks in the bag, and takes time to reassure himself about having his good luck piece. Arriving at the gym, he waits through the girls' game, which takes his mind off the succeeding game to a certain extent. At last he and the rest of the team go down to warm up by shooting a few bas- kets. People cheer the team, a procedure which tightens the players' nerves into knots. Occasionally he glances carelesslv at the other team, making sure that no 'one notices that he is scared of them, or anv- thing. Then the referee blows his whisfle to start the game. i The teams go over to the bench and take off their warm-up shirts, and get their last minute instructions. Then, while evervone's waiting for the other team to get assembled, funny feelings start running up and down the back bone. From that locality the feel- ings proceed to the stomach, and usually wind up in the knees. Then comes the tip- off. He may be playing guard, or center, or forward. The tip goes to the forward, and he quickly passes to his running mate, who pops the first basket. From then on, boys who never moved or thought fast, move and think in split sec- onds. They are made spectacles of bv hav- ing committed fouls. They are kicked, trip- ped, hipped, pushed, and knocked down. But they love it! Why? I really don't know. GILBER'l' PHILBRICK '47 RECIPE FOR A PLEASANT HEADACHE The first step is to mix yourself well with approximately eight hundred and fiftv other basketball fans, a good loud band, an'd eigh- teen cheer leaders. Moisten with ginger ale and root beer. Alternately between game periods, add popcorn and potato chips. Cover with peanut shells and allow to re- main packed, sardine fashion, on hard, well- trampled bleachers for five or six hours, ar- ranged according to the communities being represented. At uneven intervals stand cheerleaders in front of wild, ready-to-yell fans. Allow them to exert themselves for ten minutes with riproaring yells which are emphasized by a cheer display of their tonsils, and a maneuvering of the arms and feet. The temperature is ninety degrees. Now bring to a light boil by letting go with part of one cheer and part of another. Calm down for three or four seconds. Now, as the score becomes closer, bring to a roll- ing boil by jumping up and looking worried and hollering to each player individually, The TATTLER expecting him to follow your instructions to the last detail. Open four or five windows to cool for one hour. Relax! One by one carry out the following instructions in the order that you deem the most convenient. 1. Attempt to dodge that annoying, care- fully-aimed sneeze. 2. Rise in order to enable some very thirs- ty member of the audience to dash across the floor fplaying surface to you!J for a coke. 3. Rub the unfortunate shoulder that has been used to beat out the rhythm CU of a cheer. 4. Brush peanut shells from your hair. 5. Pick up the little kids' mittens or cap or whatever it happens to be. 6. Gather up your coat, etc. once more so that the now thirst-quenched fans can get back to their seats and munch on their new supply of potato chips and hot dogs. 7. Finally, wipe the mustard from the bench and sit down again. When the last whistle of the final game blows, attempt to reach the center of the Floor before the down-coming herd tramples you. Dodging elbows and peering cautious- ly through the fog of cigarette smoke that has filled the air, slowly and painstakingly make your way to one of the exits. Pass through the outside door, topping it all off by slipping on the ice fingl. Serves one session of the Franklin County Tournament. MoNA WILCCJX '46 fEditor'.v N0te:j For the following literary effort we dug down into the archives and files of the Class of 1938. We offer this gem without reveal- ing the identity of the author. However, if the author should recognize his brainchild of yesteryear, he may apply to the Tattler for his royalty cut, which will be cheerfully paid him upon his presentation of conclu- sive evidence proving beyond doubt that the work is truly his. CThe use of the pronoun be is according to the dictates of English grammar and does not preclude the author's being one of the fair sexlj BLACK DEATH AHEAD Captain Andre Deveroux was a man who had what might be termed a Hitlerish dis- position . That is to say, he was one of those types who commanded, and the command was carried out, regardless of any conse- quence which might mean harm or disaster to others. People said that some day he would go a little too far-he would com- mand once too often, and then-well, who knew? La Marie sailed buoyantly over the roll- ing blue seas, a magnificent sight with a pro- file of white sails against blue skies. But aboard stalked tragedy. The Captain, in his quarters, stood as a lion watching its prey, smirking, licking his greedy chops, ready to leap when the time came, but for now satisfied just to watch and know that his goal would be reached if he proceeded by gradual steps. Near him, talking of their plans, stood the first mate, who was second to the Captain and who knew the Captain's plans by heart. He was like the Captain in one way. He was a glutton, grasping for all, but he was, by no means, at all intrepid. He was a coward at heart and in mind. Below deck, loading food into the store- room was Snapper Caiwaite, a young English fellow with a heart as good as gold and one of the best liked members of the crew. With him was a Swede, Olaf, by name, a very large person who, in turn, was much like Carwaite. He was a good natured fellow and also well liked by the other sailors. In the adjoining room, the shipfs galley, sat Chowder taking time out for a rest be- fore starting preparations for the evening meal. L'Oh, I say, Chowder, would you please do us a favor? hollered Snapper from the storeroom, as he pushed a large keg of beer up to the reaching hands of Olaf, who was standing on the top of the first row, waiting to start the second. Allite-me do, but hulley and tell, re- plied the good natured cook. Well, then, run and tell the Captain to inform us as to what's to be done with the big boxes of salted herring, replied Snap- per . Allite-me go,', and the cook was off. The TATTLER But let us follow him. As he goes along the narrow passage, and nears the door of the Captain's room, he is startled to hear a voice say, We'll kill them all. Now Chowder knew that to interrupt the Captain's conversation would probably produce drastic results, and as he was about to turn away, he heard the Mate lustily re- peat, We have the treasure. We'll be rich. Now we'll shove these sailor dogs off at the island of Black Death. Only we know where it is. We'll come in sight of the place, cry, 'Land Ho!' then send them all in boats to investigate. They will not know what awaits them-Hah! the Black Death. The moment they land, they will die-and we will be rich. Then we'll sail to the next island, get a new crew. We'll tell them our other crew de- serted us-mutiny, that's what it will be, and his greedy tone trailed off. Shut up, fool , ordered the Captain. Do you want someone to hear us? and he start- ed for the door to make sure no one was lis- tening. He peered out, but saw nothing, for Chowder was already out of sight and not wasting any time getting there. Ay tink it yust take 'Chowder' long time to get news, eh? inquired Olaf, resting for a moment on a large keg of beer. Ay bane tink he make place for herring box to rest, eh? But here he was interrupted as Chow- der came racing down the alley, bearing a face that looked more like that of an albino's than a Chinaman's. As he reached the door- way, he tripped and fell headlong into a pile of boxes. Rushing to his assistance, Snapper and Olaf reached the frightened Chinese, who was recuperating from the effects of the spill. What's the matter, Chowder? Snapper asked, What's the difficulty? What are you running from? Ay, you bane look like big dragon chase you, eh? inquired Olaf. Oh me, oh my, oh golly! cried Chow- der. Little moon's dancing all over Chow- der's brain bumps! Oh Me! Allee sailors glonna be klilled, moaned the frightened fellow. I say, old fellow, what's the meaning of this awful outburst? retorted Snapper, What happened? Oh, me, oh my, Captain Devil and Flirst Mate takkee tleasure and ahove us on island of Black Death-allee be klilled-oh gollv! and soon .the whole story was poured forth in an intricate manner. That night, word was passed around to the other members of the crew of the plans of the treacherous Captain and First Mate. The outraged crew at once made propos- als. To forestall them might be disastrous. No, they would wait for the day to arrive when the Captain sighted the island where the dreaded Black Death awaited, the crew would gang up and shove the Captain and tl? mate into a dory, and then push them o . Finally the day came when the Mate, in the crow's nest shouted, Land, ho! The sailors acted as if they suspected nothing under the circumstances. The Mate came down from the nest, and smirkingly, waited for further orders. All the crew on deck, the Captain in- structed. Soon all the sailors, including 'Chowder', were above. All right, men, follow my instructions carefully. To the dories, all of you, and ex- plore the island. Come back and tell me what is there. Now, move! But to the startled Captain's surprise, they moved, not toward the dories, but toward him and the Mate. The Mate jumped and started to run, but the intrepid Captain stood, unflinch- mgly. All right, men, take them, ordered Car- waite. To the dory with the both of them. And the screaming Mate and the protesting Captain were put in the dory which was lowered into the water. And now, treacherous Captain, this is mutiny, but there'll be no other crew to lie to! You'll have what you would have us have, cried Snapper. Heave ho! my hearties! and to the parting taunts of the crew and the screaming of the terrified Mate, the ship left the small boat to pick its way through the ocean to the island of Black Death! P '38 THE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA Sometime during a crowded field-day where many people are enjoying a little fun on a day off, a person faints. Women screech and become frightened, but perhaps a Boy The TATTLER Scout pushes his way through the crowd, revives the person, and quietly slips away unrecognized. The Boy Scouts are about the biggest or- ganization in the United States. lhey in- clude boys from twelve years of age up to men. The Boy Scouts are the ones that hike to far off places, spend the night in the woods, cook their own meals, and have the know-how when it comes to taking care of themselves. They know the trees, they know the different kinds of berries, and they can use a compass if they have to. A Scout is trustworthy. His honor is to be trusted under all conditions. He may be asked to take money to a certain place. He can be trusted to do so. A Scout is loyal to his country and to his flag. He is loyal in whatever his work may be. A Scout is helpful and friendly. He is helpful to everyone who needs assistance, and he is friendly to birds, animals, and to everv brother Scout. A Scout is also courte- ous at all times, no matter whom he may be talking to. And he is cheerful no matter what his work or task. A Scout is obedient. He must be obedient to the Scoutmaster, to parents, and to all other leaders. - i A Scout is thrifty. He must strive to save his money whenever he can and not waste it foolishly. A Scout is brave no matter where he is or what he is doing. A Scout is clean. He is clean in mind, body, and spirit. A Scout is reverent. He is reverent to God and respects the religions of others. These are the laws of the Boy Scouts, but the greatest and most important law is the' one of preparedness. The good Scout lives up to his motto, Be Prepared. NEAL EDwARDs '48 GIRL SCOUTS Rangeley now has two troops of Girl Scouts. The Wild Rose Troop was the first Girl Scout Troop in Rangeley. Recently a troop of the smaller girls has been formed and is known as The Pine Cone Troop. Each troop is divided into Patrols and has a Patrol Leader, an Assistant Leader, and a Scribe. There is much benefit and character train- ing to be derived from such an organization. A Girl Scout can be trusted with money and with the belongings of others. She respects anything told her in confidence and remem- bers that a confidence is not to be broken without a very good reason. She does as well as she can any job that is entrusted to her. She tells the truth, plays fair, and does -her work honestly. A Girl Scout is faithful to her family, her friends, and to those who have faith in her. She is true to the things she thinks are right and good. She is loyal to those who are try- ing honestly to make her community and ber country a better place in which to live. A Girl Scout is ready to help anyone in trouble to the best of her ability. She does her share of duties at home, school, camp, or wherever she is. A Girl Scout has a feeling of good will toward people regardless of nationality, creed, or color. She makes a special effort to be friendly to all members of her troop and to Girl Scouts everywhere. A Girl Scout shows consideration for others although their ideas, way of living, and beliefs may be different from hers. The basis of courtesy is kindness and thoughtful- ness for other people's feelings. A Girl Scout is kind to animals and tries to protect them from neglect, cruelty, and unfair treatment. She does not kill any crea- ture unnecessarily, not even the smallest of them. A Girl Scout cooperates with others when their directions lead to the health, safety, and happiness of herself and of others. She obeys the laws of her community and the requests of those who have authority over her. The organization of the Girl Scouts is a useful one and serves a great deal more than as just a pastime for girls. MARYLYN CAAIPBELI. '48 RHAPSODY johnny Doughboy met Lily Belle on Sat- urday Night By the River of the Roses. He said, Going My Way? and she replied, No Can Do , But johnny said, 'fflw Tell Iz To A Star so Lily said, I Dovft Care Who Knows It and Together they walked along By the Light of the Silvery Moon. The TATTLER They went to Holiday Inn and ordered Cocktails For Tfwo. Holding Hands, they talked of A Friendly Little Cottage and Lily said, That's For Me , to which johnny re- plied, Yeah, just Give Me the Simple Life . Lily sighed and said, It's Been a Long, Long Time since I've met anyone with such a perfect Personality as yours. I'll Remember you 'Til the End of Time. johnny said, Good, Good, Good , but let's take a little walk. Iune ls Bustin' Out All Over... You see, l'm Waiting For the Train To Come In. I'll sure Miss You , said Lily Belle, Because I Go For You. I Can't Begin To Tell Y ou,', said johnny, how much I Love You. I guess 1 Fall In Lofve Too Easily, anyway. I guess I do too, said Lily, because I'm Confessin' that This Is It. You are the Sweetheart Of All My Dreams. Lily, Will Y on Marry Me When I Come Back? Oh Brother, I can't wait 'til you Put That Ring On My Fingerf' Then john- ny said, Gimme A Little Kiss Will Yon, Huh? There's A Lot of Moonlight Being Wasted? Then the train whistle was heard and johnny knew there wasn't much time left. He said, I'll Be Home For Christmas. Lily replied, I'll Get By While Y ou're Away because you're My Ideal and I'll keep busy writing Love Letters to you. ' johnny didn't have to ask Lily for A Kiss Goodnight. At that time the train pulled in and - - - Goodnight Soldier. M. KEEP '47 Qflflfll 2. H IX, .yt f cf ri: 'Sip , 44 Tj T.. Aa- - -Agagi wsgwp new :,. ,4 28 Afxiggq 2 RN 2455? FSP' K D GQ The TATTLER Front row, left to right: C. Ross, M. Irish, I. Russell, I. Pillsbury, B. Verrill Back row: Miss Raynard, Mgr.g N. Steward, P. Reckards, Coachg M. Wilcox, G. Ellis GIRLS' ATHLETICS The basketball season opened in Novem- ber with twenty players turning out for practice under the capable guidance of Patricia Reckards, '45. The first team in- cluded Margaret Irish '46, joan Russell '46, Mona Wilcox '46, jean Pillsbury '48, Greta Ellis '48, Clydis Ross '48, Natalie Steward '49, and Betty Verrill '49. All these players were letter-women. The season proved to be most successful as we were unbeaten and untied. Not only did we win all our League games, but we also defeated the larger schools of Wilton and Farmington on their own floors as Well as ours. The scores of the games played this year are as follows: H'e Opponent Tbey 42 Stratton there! 40 32 Farmington ftherej 20 43 Strong Cheri-J 33 36 Wilton Qhereh 31 44 Stratton ftherej 29 24 Kingfield Cherel 19 55 Phillips Cthf-rel 40 26 VVilton Cthere-J Zl 30 Kingfield ftherel 27 25 Phillips therel 20 48 Strong Qtherel 39 27 Farmington there? 20 432 359 All the members of the team wish to ex- press their appreciation to their coach, Patricia Reckards. Her leadership and abil- ity contributed constantly to our achieve- ment. JOAN RUSSELL '46 The TATTLER From row, left to right: R. Ellis, G. Philbrick, P. Berry, W. Iohnson, C. Brackett Back row: Mr. Tilton, Coach, R. Haskell, P. Ellis, G. Campbell, G. Sawin, P. Philbrick, D. Quimby BOYS' ATHLETICS TRA CK Shortly after school began last fall, a track meet was planned, but some of the plans for it did not materialize, as, due to the condi- tion of the track, some events had to be can- celled. As a result, cross country running took precedence over the other scheduled events at Phillips. We lost by a good mar- gin, but were invited the following week to Wilton Academy to run between the halves of a football game. Again Phillips was vic- torious, but we did manage a third place due to the valiant efforts of Paul Ellis. BASKETBALL We started our basketball season with about fifteen boys coming out for the sport. After several practice sessions, we scheduled a game with Livermore Falls to be played there December lst. In that encounter we, the dark horses, led all the way to come out at the Hnal whistle the winners. 33-30. As far as the North Franklin League is concerned, we again won the trophy by de- feating twice each, the schools of Stratton, Strong, Kingneld, and Phillips. Other games played with schools not in this League were those played against Wilton Academy, and Farmington High. We were able to triumph in both encounters with Wilton, but drop- ped both the Farmington games, the first one on their court by a score of 41-18, and the other by a much closer margin. This latter game was played on our home floor and was easily the high spot of our season. In this game we had plenty to fight for, as we had 12 victories to our credit and only one de- feat. At the end of the opening period, the score was 9-9. Then we began to outscore our opponents decisively enough to have the scoreboard read at the half: Rangeley 23, Farmington 16. The second half did not go so well for us, Farmington coming from behind in the final quarter to win 35-33. TOURNAMENT The County Tournament was played this year on two successive week-ends, February 16, 22, 23. Our first game was with Stratton. The TATTLER After a very poor start, we came back to win 37-21. The second game proved almost fatal for us. Wilton hit its stride in the final period to outscore us 11-0. We were saved by the clock and by the points we had amassed during the earlier periods of the game. We won 19-17, and so squeezed ourselves into the Finals. For the Championship game our oppon- ents were the highly favored Farmington Greyhounds. Although the huge floor had not grown any smaller in size, we made our best showing of the Tournament and lost the game from the foul line. The score of this game by quarters was: Rangeley 4 12 21 36 Farmington 12 23 39 47 Three members of our team were selected to play the following week in the All Star Game at Farmington. The lucky ones were Philip Berry, Richard Ellis, and Gilbert Philbrick. Each received a woolen jacket. Season Record A tally of the record indicates that we totaled 588 points as against 367 for our op- ponents. The scoring game by game is as follows: . We Opponent They 33 Livermore Falls Ctherej 30 43 Stratton there? 13 18 Famiington fthereb 41 40 Strong there? 9 44 Wilton Academy Cherej Z3 34 Stratton ithereh 11 41 Kingheld Cherel 17 37 Phillips Cthereb 18 39 Wilton Academy Cthereb 21 23 Town Team there? 21 18 Kinglield Cthereb 11 39 Phillips Cherel 13 54 Strong Ctherej 19 33 Farmington there? 35 Tournament We They 37 Stratton Z 1 19 Wilton Academy 17 36 Farmington 47 The individual scorers garnered points throughout the season thuslyz Philip Berry 197 William johnson 110 Gilbert Philbrick 149 Richard Ellis 44 Cedric Brackett 30 Paul Ellis 32 Duane Quimby 6 Glenwood Campbell 17 Gene Sawin 2 Raymond Haskell 0 Peryland Philbrick 1 Arlen Wentzell 0 Our great success was due to Mr. Tilton's outstanding coaching ability. We wish to thank Miss Smith for helping out on the transportation problem, and our apprecia- tion goes to Mr. Lamb for his accurate score-keeping. Baseball and Track We expect to be able to participate with other schools in a few baseball games de- pending on the weatherman's whims, al- though no schedule has been drawn up as yet. There are plans afoot for a Play Day sometime this spring when interscholastic competition in track events will be enjoyed. RICHARD ELLIS '47 The TATTLER tame fcg I 'K 3 DRAMATICS With the dearth of boys in the senior class, the problem of selecting a senior play that could be cast and produced satisfactor- ily became a very real one. After much diligent searching, balancing and weighing, rejecting and tentatively accepting, the committee chose the comedy, Shiny Nose. However, this selection was made only after Mr. Lamb offered to play one of the roles, as well as direct the production. Therefore, after six weeks of rehearsals, Shiny Nose took its bow behind the footlights on De- cember 7. The weather man proved rather non-cooperative, with the result that the audience was not what could be termed capacity . However, expenses were clear- ed, Uncle Sam got his allotted share of the proceeds in the form of tax, a substantial sum was added to the class's coffers, and audience and cast alike had an enjoyable evening. Dranmtis Personae Ianey, shiny nose .,,.... .,.., . . joan Russell Zip, her younger sister . . . Hope Soucie Helen, her older sister .. . Margaret Irish Mr. Marble, Ianey's dad . . . Mr. Lamb II C 'T Mrs. Marble, 1aney's mother Grace Wilbur Coach Iones, football coach Cedric Brackett '47 George Anderson, laney's one and only Paul Ellis Allen Rogers, one of Helen's rnen Richard Ellis '47 Madge Grant, 'who gets a lift Mona Wilcox Peggy, Zip's girl friend ,.,... . . Louise Ross This play was produced by special ar- rangement with the Dramatic Publishing Company of Chicago. The basketball season followed closely upon the heels of the senior play, making its urgent and imperative entrance to the exclu- sion of all other school activities. However, with Basketball's exit in March, Dramatics again took the stage. Our school's annual entrance in the State One-Act Play Tournament became in 1943 a casualty of war. But this year participa- tion was renewed. On March 19th Range- ley competed in preliminaries held at Strong with Anson Academy and Wilton Acad- emy. The evening's program resulted in first place being awarded to Wilton Acad- The TATTLER emy for their comedy, Georgie-Porgie. Anson Academy presented the play, And- anteg while Rangeley, under the direction of Mr. Lamb, gave The Bond Between, with the following cast: Mrs. Haledorz, the Gofuerrzor's wife joan Russell MLvs Brigg, ber secretary Grace Wilbur Ioan, ber daughter Hope Soucie Mrs. Carson, mother of a prisoner Margaret Irish Rangeley's performance was an unusually creditable one, comparing most favorably with our prize-winning ones of former years, and meriting much praise. On the principle that all the benefit derived from play tournaments does not come from the glory of winning, Rangeley's cast and coach plan, as we go to press, to attend a regional semi-final and the State Finals. Plans are also being formulated for the annual local one-act play contest to be given in April with the four classes participating. The plays themselves have not yet been se- lected, but a well-balanced program consist- ing of the best in comedy, tragedy, and drama is assured. The various organizations sponsoring dra- matics are very appreciative of the support the townspeople have given them. EXCHANGES We wish to express our many thanks to the schools that have exchanged year books with us this year. It is always a point of in- terest to note the varied and ingenious ideas of each individual school. Our exchanges for the year are: jay High School Machias High School Dixfield High School Phillips High School Strong High School Leavett Institute Farmington High School Wilton Academy We sincerely hope our many friends in these various schools have enjoyed our year book and will exchange with us again next year. GRACE WILBUR '46 Exclnarlge Editor 34 f ,xK X fi C3 G. ,QQ f 'J QNMJI ' 'IQ-1365 The TATTLER A JOKE THAT IS! Question: What is a budget? Arlsfwerz Family income and outcome. Question in a grammar lesson: What is does ? A71S'U.'87'! Super Suds. Mr. Lamb: Where was the doctor forced to start his hospital? R. Ellis: In a hen house. Mr. Lamb: ln other words, he started from scratch! Cedric Brackett wrote the following sen- tence on the board: Basketball is work that makes you move fast and without hesitation. Mr. Lamb: How long since has basketball been work? Cedric: Well, you have to use your head! After staining a recently made table, Allen Haley decided to paint it. Mr. Hart, seeing him hunt for nearly half a period, asked, Allen, what are you looking for? Allen: That blue and yellow polka-dot paint the kids were telling me about! Mr. Lamb, after listening to lrene Taylor become very involved while trying to an- swer a seemingly simple question about 'the Mississippi River, said, Miss Taylor, just 'where are you? Miss Taylor, very indignantly: I'm in the river! Coming to school one morning on the bus, a couple of girls, noticing a cut on Allen Haley's face, asked, How did you cut your- self, Allen? Allen replied, Oh, I didn't do that. My father did when he was shaving me this morning! jean Pillsbury reading rapidly aloud in bookkeeping class, ------ the maternity value of a note---. Mr. Lamb seems to be having a little difli- cultv with his enunciation lately-especially in history class. When speaking of a hen house, he somehow mixed his n's and l's, Tsk, tsk! Irene Gertrude, vibrating violently with silent laughter, was requested by Mr. Lamb to give less attention to your internal mas- sage and more to your U. S. History. THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN NORTH AND SOUTH There is an old saying which goes some- thing like this, North is North and South is South, and never the Twain shall meet. So if you're north and headed south, you're north, but if you're north and headed south and if you swing around, you're headed north, but you're south. As you know, the earth is divided into two parts separated by the equator. The equator is the dividing line between the north and south portions of the earth. The southern half is the south and the northern half is the north, but neither can meet. The south is north if you're headed south and the north is south if you're headed north. This means that if you're in the southern half of the world, you are north of south, but if you're in the northern half of the world and facing north, you're south of north. So you can't be in the north and the south at the same time. But you can be south if you're in the north by turning around. This means that you can't be in two places at once. So if you're confused, just read this little essay and you will be a little more confused or a little more clear about your problem or worries. So here's to your ability to under- stand this clear-as-mud literary effort of mine! GLENXVOOD CAMPBELL '48 FRESHM EN! We Don't See Why: I. We haven't a future Einstein in Bob Oakes. 2. Little 8-Ball doesn't grow up. 3. We haven't an undiscovered Hedy Lamarr in janet Carignan. 4. Leonard Ross doesn't get over the Hgigglesll. 5. Allen Haley can't get through Period 6 with just one trip up back to the magazines in the main room. 6. Connie can't learn to get along with- out David. 7. Myron Herrick doesn't join a midget show. 8. Patsy judkins can't get along without playing practical jokes. 9. Eleanor Davenport isn't our future glamor-puss . The TATTLER SOPHOMORIB! SENIORS ! We Don't See Why: We Don't See Why: 1. Mo Oakes can't get along without a 1. Paul Ellis enjoys the dances in Farm- sundae every night after school. ington. 2. Clydis Ross doesn't grow any taller. 2. Coke always blushes when Mr. 3. Gene Sawin can't sit perfectly still for Lamb mC11fi0U5 NTITC Lost Week- just 5 minutes. endn- 4. Greta Ellis isn't a hidden Lana Turner. 3- MYIPC Cgllins Canif be Satisfied with 5. Red Campbell won't turn out to be a one I man ' Star baskgtball player. 4. Louise looks forward to her daily 6. Buhky spiuef chhidhx have his hair Phomicalls from Strong- cut any shorter. 5. ::Bunn1e Maclvcr has to find out 7. David Dunham can't stay awake. 4cWh0,,D0ne If P . I 8. Billy johnson can't find his long lost 6' egggyymgxgiil remams m her Seat teet . ' 9. Neal Edwards can't ever change his 7' zigzeggyli I1'15h CHJOYS the Sllmmefs at preference for blondes. amp so much' , 8. The Davenport twins make the study JUNIORS! of isolation so realistic. We Dunk See Why: 9. ullglpeigpen Soucie likes to stay with 1. Mabel Keep doesn't join the Zeig- ' field Follies . 2. Betty Russell has chosen the 'LNavy . 3. Dick Ellis has that wolf-blood . , THE TEACHERS! 4. Gib Philbrick has to occupy the cen- We Don t See Why: ter back seat every morning before 1 Miss Shaw has to go home every the bell rings. weekend. 5- George Grab' has to Pesfef uGefChieH 2. Miss Raynard keeps tabs on the Pacific all the Ume- i Navy movements. 6. jack Ross had a half-moon hair cut. 3. Mr. Lamb rings the bell so long. 7. Minnie Dyer looks forward to her . . M H regular Saturday-night Cauerv. 4. lX1x1ssfChapn1an is the Tea-totaler of 8. Ellie john doesn't have writers' e acl! ty' I Cramp. 5. Mr. Tilton doesn't lose his patience 9. Ced Brackett always managed to with the Freshman Algebra Class' occupy a seat near jean Pillsbury 6. Mr. Hart doesn't have the traditional when on basketball trips. red-head's temper. The TATTLER WJ X 1 K, Ri Qu' 1 N., . Q The TATTLER 1944 Ieanne Bachelder, nee Barrett, Rangeley, Maine. Patricia Bradbury, Rangeley, Maine. Methyl Wilbur, nee Bowker, Rangeley, Maine. Marilyn Collins, Rangeley, Maine. Bernard Ellis, clo Postmaster, San Francisco, Calif. Ioyce Ferguson, Augusta, Maine. Mary Ferguson, Augusta, Maine. Robert Frederich S llc, Del Monte, California. Lt. Iames Irish, clo Postmaster, San Francisco, Calif. Gertrude Iohnson, Rangeley, Maine. Athalene Nile, Colby College, Waterville, Maine. Everett Pillsbury, clo Postmaster, San Francisco, Calif. Barbara Prescott, Lewiston, Maine. Norma Quimby, Rangeley, Maine. Neil Russell, U.S.N.R., Dartmouth College, Hanover, Evelyn Verrill, A.M.S.C., Auburn, Maine. Audrey Wilcox, A.M.S.C., Auburn, Maine. Sgt. Earle Williams, Fort McClellan, Alabama. 1945 Ardine Collins, Wentworth Institute, Boston, Mass. Leith Crocker, Boston, Mass. Isabel Haley, Bliss College, Lewiston, Maine. Norma Huntoon, Bliss College, Lewiston, Maine. Lona Myshrall, A.M.S.C., Auburn, Maine. Mary Pillsbury, Rangeley, Maine. Elizabeth Raymond, Bliss College, Lewiston, Maine. N Patricia Reckards, Maine General Hospital, Portland, Maine Elaine Robinson, A.M.S.C., Auburn, Maine. Norma Smith, Auburn, Maine. Iohn Stewart, Keesler Field, Mississippi. lean Swain, Rangeley, Maine. Olive Vaughn fMrs. Donald Wellsj, North Carolina. Lucille Welch, Belleview Hospital, New York, N. Y. 39 AUTOGRAPHS The TATTLER CUMPLIMENTS OF HALEY BEAUTY SAl0N Rangeley - - Maine A Square Deal for a Round Dollar R 0 W E ' S S T 0 R E GENERAL MERCHANDISE BASS FOOTWEAR MAPLE FURNITURE AND BEDDING RANGELEY - - MAINE THE E. V. GIlE'S STORE E. V. BRACKETT, Proprietor The Woman's Store WARNER'S CORSETS, CORSELETTES AND BANDEAUX PORDER WASH DRESSES, HOSIERY AND INFANTS' WEAR RANGELEY - - MAINE MT. VIEW HOTEL 8. CAMPS Open for Spring Fishing RANGELEY, MAINE 41 The TATTLER SOUCIE 8. LISHERNESS OQUOSSC JC MAINE KOCH'5 ESSO SERVICENTER - ESSO 1 CARE SAVES VVEAR Complete Lubrication - Happy Motoring Unexcelled Motor Oil N. li. TEL. 5-3 RANGELEY, MAINE I HAMM'S GARAGE CO. INC. Authorized CHEVROLET Dealers RANGIQLICY : z . XIAINE Compliments of H. 8. T. PULPWOOD CORPORATION Pulpwood - Birch - Fuel Wood l WAR ESSENTIAL PRODUCTS 1 Ceiling Prices Paid RANGELEY - TEL. 49 . MAINE 42 The TATTLER VERRIll'S Deluxe Cabins Open for Hunting Boots to let MAIN STREET - TI L 10 RANGELEY, MAINE R U S S E l l 'S M 0 T 0 R C A M P S Rongeley B - - Maine BADGER'S CAMPS Dodge Pond RANGELEY LAKES The Place to Spend Your Weekends RANGELEY, MAINE FRANK L. BADCER P p. Compliments of BAlD MOUNTAIN CAMPS BALD MOUNTAIN, MAINE 43 The TATTLER .IOHNSON'S MARKET FRESH FRUIT 8. VEGETABLES GROCERIES MEATS - CANDY - ICE CREAM MAIN STREET N. E1 TEL. 116-13 L. E. TAYLOR 8. SONS IGA STORE GROCERIES MEATS FISH FRUITS AND FRESH VEGETABLES BIRDS EYE FROSTED FOODS I mcrs' Phonc 95 N. li. 57 and 58 RT-XINClEI.liY, MAINE R . D . K E E P Coal and Trucking RANGELEY - - MAINE RANGELEY BOWLING ALLEY BRUCE M. ELLIS Rangeley ' - Maine 44 The TATTLER LUCE'S STUDIO A Photographic Studio that never subordinates quality to price-yet is able to produce Fine Portraits at a moderate price. Our PHOTOGRAPHS are True Portraits and bring out the best in character and individuality. - SPECIAL DISCOUNTS TO GRADUATING SENIORS LUCE'S STUDIO Farmington, Maine Fine Jewelry and Watches SOLD BY FARMINGTON MAINE Compliments of DIll'S MEN'S SHOP 12 BROADWAY, FARMINGTON Men's Furnishings, Sportswear, Work Clothes and Luggage Phone 265-3 J. W. 8. W. D. BARKER Motor Cars and Accessories Farmington, Maine N. E. 105-2 TAXI Farmers' 26-3 45 The TATTLER OFFICE CLOSED SUNDAYS lftxmplimcnts of DR. JOHN H. MOUlTON, NI. D. Rangeley, Maine OIFFICIQ I-IOURS: I:lIII to 3:30 ITM. and By Appointment Tcl. 69 F -3-- Compliments of HERBERT EllIS I Builder of Rangeley Boats Rangeley - Maine THE SQUIRREl'S NEST GIFTS Rangeley, Maine G. W. PICKEI. STORE FISHING TACKIE s. SPORTING Goons Guides' Registry Tel. 33 RANGELEY ---- MAINE 46 The TATTLER Compliments of MAINE CONSOLIDATED POWER CO. FARMINGTON, MAINE EVERYTHING ELECTRICAL Electric: Refrigerators, Milk Coolers, Ranges CAMPBElL'S DEPARTMENT STORE FARMINGTON, MAINE A Complete Line of READY-TO-WEAR and DRY GOGDS WALGREEN AGENCY HARDY'S PHARMACY The Prescription Store 28 BROADWAY - - FARMINGTON, MAINE THE RED STORE Corner of Main and Broadway MEN'S SUITS 8. FURNISHINGS FARMINGTON, MAINE N. E. PHONE 138-4 47 The TATTLER Compliments of TRUE'S RANGElEY lAKE CAMPS Rangeley - - - Maine Compliments of MOONTIDE SPRING CAMPS VERA A. BURR, Prop. RANCJELEY : : : MAINE Compliments of MOOSELOOKMEGUNTIC HOUSE AND CABINS MOOSELOOKMEL UNTIC - - MAUNF THE RANGELEY TAVERN Invites You to Enioy Their Fine Food In the Pleasant Atmosphere Of Their Dining Room 48 The TATTLER DRINK COCA-COLA In Bottles COCA-COLA BOTTLING COMPANY STUART'S LUNCH and FILLING STATION HIPPACH FIELD FARMINGTON, MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF T H E A T RE S P A Farmington - - Maine BONNEY'S LUNCH REGULAR MEALS HOME MADE DOUGHNUTS FARMINGTON - - - MAINE 49 The TATTLER Compliments of CLAYTON ARNBURG Barber RANGELEY MAINE RAY A. FOX Livestock Wholesale Meats RANGELEY, MAINE ffammplinuents of LAKESIDE THEATRE LEROY NILE, Manager RANGELEY A - MAINE EMERY l. SCRIBNER PLUMBING AND HEATING Cash or lnsfallments P. 0. BOX 269 - RANGELEY, MAINE - N. E. TEL. 62-3 50 The TATTLER LIVERMORE FALLS TRUST COMPANY Livermore Falls, Maine R FEDER-XL DEP 7 N T This Book Printed by THE KNOWLTON 8. McLEARY COMPANY PRINTERS Farmington, Maine The TATTLER BRACKETT'S STORE Gnocsmes Fnuns TEXACO GAS 81 OIL Rangeley - Tel. 142-2 - Maine MAIN STREET RESTAURANT Rungeley Maine 5 The TATTLER COMPLIMENTS OF OQUOSSOC ANGLING ASSOCIATION Oquossoc Maine RIDDlE'S PHARMACY WHERE YOUR PATRONAGE IS APPRECIATED' SPECIALISTS in , PRESCRIPTION WORK AN ALL-THE-YEAR-ROUND UP-TO-DATE DRUG STORE Rangeley - Maine ,3 The TATTLER HOUSEKEEPING CABINS GROCERIES WHIP WILLOW FARM EGGS PURE MILK AND CREAM POULTRY DELAWARE GRAIN RANGELEY Tel. Farmers' 16-14 OQUOSSOC DAIRY FARM RANGELEY, MAINE and GRADE SHEEP GEORGE W. PILLSBURY M il k LYNWOOD ELLIS LAKE VIEW FARM sms DAIRY Cream Eggs RANGELEY, MAINE FARMERS' TEL. 16-11 POULTRY Dressed or Drawn FRESH EGGS EVA DAVENPORT 54 The TATTLER RANGELEY TRUST COMPANY All ThaT's Good in Progressive and Conservative Banking H. A. FURBISH COMPANY INSURANCE OF ALL KINDS REAL ESTATE Rangeley Maine 55 The TATTLER LEWIS' DRUG STORE Strong Maine Compliments of JIM'S FILLING STATIDN SHELL GAS AND OIL TIRES, BATTERIES, ACCESSORIES - CANDY, TOBACCO, COLD DRINKS STRONG, MAINE PHILLIPS HARDWARE COMPANY General Hardware 8. Plumbing PHILLIPS MAINE .I. W . R U S S E L L Dealer in Dry Goods, Boots, Shoes, ancl Clothing TEL. 29-4 I Hll I IPS, MAINE K The TATTLER RANGELEY LAKE HOTEL PICKFORD'S CAMPS Rangeley Lakes Hotel Company C pl f TRIANGLE BUS LINE Farmington Maine The TATTLER FRIGIDAIRE DELCO LIGHT AND POWER PLANTS : D.L. WATER SYSTEMS WASHING MACHINES : ELECTRICAL APPLIANCES B . D . M O O R E BROADWAY : FARMINGTON, MAINE N. E. 356-2 FARMINGTON, MAINE M. F. KNAPP 8. SON Electric WELDING Acetylene McCORMICK-DEERING FARM IMPLEMENTS, MILKERS, COOLERS, FARMALL TRACTORS HARRY E. NEWMAN BUICK 81 OLDSMOBILE Sales and Service 2 BROADWAY - - FARMINGTON, MAINE Compliments of FLETCHER'S FLY SHOP FLY TYERS' FLY SHOP Sports Equipment - Wholesale-Retail 58 The TATTLER D. F. HOYT Men's 8. Boys' Clothing 8. Shoes PHILLIPS, MAINE Tel. -I1-11 GIFTS coNFEcTioNERY souvENiRs roBAcco E l. l. A Q U l Nl B Y OQUOSSOC MAINE CONGRATULATIONS AND BEST VVISHES TO RANGELEY HIGH SCHOOL When you are in Farmington, we will appreciate having you make MORTON MOTOR CO. your headquarters. CHEVROLET 8. PONTIAC Sales and Service For Franklin County on CHEVROLET and all of Franklin County and Somerset and Livermore Falls on PONTIAC. Largest Stock of Tires, Batteries, Chains, Accessories, and Parts in this section. CAR, FARM 8: HOME STORE WITH NEW MERCHANDISE AT RIGHT PRICES I-IAMM GARAGE CO. are our Associate Dealers in Rangeley. MORTON MOTOR CO. Farmington, Maine 59 The TATTLER C. D. PIILSBURY I. G. A. Self Service MEATS, GROCERIES, FRESH FRUITS, 8: VEGETABLES PHILLIPS - - - MAINE DR. C. E. THURLOW DENTIST Phillips Maine TRECARTlN'S PHARMACY DRUGS SUNDAES SODA FOUNTAIN PHILCO RADIOS PHILLIPS - MAIINF NATIONWIDE STORE Gkoclsmss, MEATS, Flzulrs, 8. VEGETABLES Myrlyn Wilber, Prop. PHILLIPS - - MAINE I0 The TATTLER Compliments of SINSKIE'S MOTOR MART CHRYSLER-PLYMOUTH INTERNATIONAL TRUCKS FARMINGTON - MAINE MARR'S DRUG STORE One of Howard's Rexall Stores FARMINGTON MAINE STEARNS FURNITURE CO. COMPLETE HOME FURNISHINGS INLAID LINOLEUMS UPHOLSTERING NORGE 8: WESTINGHOUSE APPLIANCES FARMINGTON FARMERS' UNION Grain, Seed, Fertilizer, Spray Material, Groceries Farm Machinery and Hardware N. E. 115 FARMERS' 213 Cl The TATTLER Franklin County Savings Bank Farmington Maine WORTHWHILE OPPORTUNITIES Always Open for College and Business School Graduates FDRSTER MFG. CO., Inc. STRONG MAINE The TATTLER Compliments of FOSTER-WHIPPLE CO. FARMINGTON, MAINE Clothing 8. Shoes For Men 8. Boys E. Tel WILFRED Mcl.EARY CO. PYROFAX GAS 8. INSTALLATIONS Gas Stoves 8. Refrigerators HARDWARE 8. DEVOE PAINTS 267 FARMINOTON. MAINE F E. E. FLOOD CO. THE FAMILY SHOE STORE Farmington, Maine WHERE YOU FIND EVERYTHING IN FOOTWEAR A. G. BARKER Radio and Victor Records Farmington, Maine 63 The TATTLER From A FRIEND G. H. BASS 8. CO. OUTDOOR FOOTWEAR Wilton, Maine SOLD IN RANGELEY BY THE PICKEL STORE O. R. ROWE H. L. WELCH, Moosclookmcguntic Compliments of AUBURN MAINE SCHOOL OF COMMERCE AUBURN - TEL. 1750 - MAINE Compliments of FARMINGTON DRY CLEANING and STEAM LAUNDRY 64 I The TATTLER Qquossoc Light and Power Company Rungeley - - Maine 4 .. PERYI.AND PHILBR CK GULF GASOLINE 8: OIL General Repair Work RANGELEY - MAINE The TATTLER MAIN STREET MARKET Successors to OAKES 6: BADGER CO. GROCERIES, MEATS, AND GRAIN Cottage Trade a Specialty TELEPHONE 37 RANGELEY MAINE HEATING AND PLUMBING GENERAL HARDWARE Electrical and Sporting Goods Dil Burner Installation 8. Service Sheet Metal Work of All Kinds .l. A. RUSSEll COMPANY TELEPHKTNEZ N. E. 91, Local 20-2 RANGELEY : : : MAINE ft' The TATTLER FIRST NATIONAL STORES, Inc. HIGHEST QUALITY GROCERIES Complete Line of Vegetables and Fruits WEEKLY SPECIALS GEORGE R. QUIMBY, Manager RANGELEY, MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF SADDLEBACK LAKE CAMPS RANGELEY, MAINE MONETT K. ROBBINS, Prop. Compliments of THE BARKER On Mooselookmeguntic Lake FLORENCE 8. RAY HARNDEN, Prop. . S. A. COLLINS WOOD AND FACTORY SHINGLES CEMENT WORK OF ALL KINDS I' Builder of Famous RANGELEY BOATS General Contractors and Builders Everything to Build Anything Tel. 32-3 8: 6-21 RANGELEY, MAINE Farmers' Tel. 20-14 C7 The TATTLER 3l901',tlc1nC1I fEmg12cNliIm Q Compca-my K If-,El K PHOTO ENGQAVERS 5 , .X h LAL5-5714 L -I I I2 MONUMENT SQUARE - PORTLANDA MAINE.! I I I I I I I I I Engravers for THE TATTLER I and 67 Qther Schools and Academiks W4 I I fb I I I I I I I Rangelfvti-2LkQS MQYQI' E3fPfCSS ' J '- ' ' . v V . - . , ,. ,-. A 1 A M- ' COMIQLIMIQNTQS off ' , 1 ' b omN A L gc .Qmio Mot L Q TRUCKING , 3 'GRAi N .f ' CUSTOMQJFARMINGQ' ' ilqngeley 'A A' Meinl? N. E.n'1'1iL.fsg-i1 , . A qu It AQ7-2 .5 Q 4- L l 1 J A 4