Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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The TATTLER that it was chosen as the winning pro- duction. All the class was bursting with pride because of this honor. It was decided that, instead of a senior drama, ag three-act comedy should be pre- sented. A Case of Springtime was select- ed. The six who took part in the sopho- more one-act play were given parts along with those from the other three classes. It is scheduled to take place May 20th. The school year is almost over. Many are glad, but every one of us has to admit that it has been fun. In future years we will look back and remember it with fond- ness in our hearts. Good luck to everyone in their Final Exams and I hope to see all of you in the junior section of the main room next year. HELEN NILE '49 FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY Almost all freshmen enjoy high school until---Initiation Week. This year the sophomores thrust the following im- positions upon those being initiated. The girls had to wear skirts upside down and inside out, men's pajama tops, and men's rubber boots. Hair had to be done up on rags. The rags very conveniently stuck out in all directions and were at all times getting caught in something or other. The boys gave the girls a swell opportunity to see what the well-dressed Fiji Islander was wearing. Trousers were rolled up above the knee, grain bags were tied Q25 around their waists, and turbans and mis- mated shoes completed the outfit. For the One-Act Play Contest we pre- sented t'Cleaned and Pressed. Elton Powers played the lead as Eddie Elton, Alan Philbrick was Eddie's brother, John, Joyce Beckwith was Eddie's younger sis- ter, Betty, Rita Seeley was Mary Belleg and Pat Tibbetts portrayed Katy Sartoris. The story of this delightful comedy is as follows. Very much excited, Eddie Elton, aged 15, asks his big brother John how to handle girls, and gets all the answers. Eddie is experiencing his first date and is, therefore, quite at sea. Suddenly Ed- die remembers that his suit is at the cleaner's, and John makes a hurried call for it. While Eddie is slicking up, John and Betty have a secret discussion which culminates in their leaving for a soda, just as Katy Sartoris, aged 16, is about to deliver Eddie's suit. Eddie is forced to answer the door himself, and, seeing Katy instead of her father whom he had ex- pected he makes a thrilling leap to cover behind the davenport. Eddie, you see, is completely dressed, except---for his suit! Katy leaves, but Mary Belle, John's girl, enters before Eddie has time -to slip into his trousers. Trying to get her out of the room, he used the methods of handling girls that he has so lately learned. Our class was also represented on the basketball teams, with Alan Philbrick winning a place on the first team. PATRICIA TIBBETTS '50

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The TATTLER PLAYMATES Margie, and EvelinaU were Play- mates and every day at One Minute to One they met Under the Spreading Chestnut Tree. It was Saint Patrick's Day in the Morning and Margie was walking On the Sunny Side of the Streetj, down past The Shrine of Saint Ceciliav across Lo'uers' Lane because Evelina'i had said meet me Down by the Old Mill Stream, for I Don't Want to Walk Without Youi' and It's a Good Dayf' They met In the Shade of An Old Apple Tree. Evelina had to come on The Trolley and as she came Stumb- ling Through the Field of Clover, she looked up into The Old Pine Treeu and said, What's the Good Word, Mr. Blue- bird? By the time they were Togetheri' they had only Five Minutes Morefi but It Seemed Like Old Times and they said, let's come here Sunday, Monday or Always because What a Difference a Day Makes spent Together. Margie said, I'll be Seeing You. Are you Go- ing My Way?J' Evelina said, no, I'll Walk Alone, but Someday I'll Meet You Againf' BETTY VERRILL ,49 A MEMBER OF THE GRAVEYARD . FOLLIES The night of November eighteenth was a dark and gruesome one, and the one set aside for our job of grave-digging. The object was the grave of old Mr. Grainery, who had been buried with all his money and jewels. We started towards the graveyard from our little shack that was hidden among the trees in an isolated place very far from everyone. We followed the moon- lighted trail until we came to the old chestnut tree that was the place where we were to stop and wait for the hour of twelve. It was now 11:45. Everything was si- lent except the thudding of our hearts. Thump, thump, thump-11:50. Out of the darkness there rose a piercing scream, making us all shudder. We looked around, trying to see where the scream had come from. Each one was looking at the other, but we were all there-or were we? One place was empty-that of Mr. Crackle. We looked around the gravestones, try- ing to find a trace of him. Just then we heard in the distance the old clock strik- ing midnight. This was it. We slowly stood up and lifted our shovels and picks. Even the expected clanging of these made us jump. We stood around our leader for instructions. Now, Green, you will remove the stone and make sure you do it qui-What was that? I-it s-s-sounded like a groan! Oh, you're just nervous, spoke some- one. Well let's get it over with. I donlt like this kind of business. sh-sh-- someone's coming, said Mem- mer. Everyone get behind those stones and make no noise. Everyone was in safety except Green, who lay in the soft brown dirt where he had stumbled over his shovel. He lay inert, not daring to breathe. The foot- steps were coming closer. Soon someone was standing over him, but he did not stir. In the moonlight Green could see another man with a long shallow face. The cheekbones were high, and his eye- sockets were empty! Green moved his eyes slightly to get a better view. He saw the other man's hands coming for his throat. He dared not move. His breath came in short gasps. He could now see a knife-his heart was thudding and pound- ing, sounding like a war drum. He thought death was near, but in the dis- tance he heard another noise. Who could it be? Listen tomorrow, folks, for the conclus- ion of this thrilling drama. Will they fin- ally get Mr. Grainery's coffin dug up? And what will happen to Mr. Green? And where is Crackle? Make sure you listen tomorrow, but in the meantime, don't forget: Try Dr. Krayne's Linament for that tired aching feeling caused by that run-down system of yours! MINNIE COLLINS '47 ON WRITING AN ESSAY Writing an essay is a very serious busi- ness. Some people take it so seriously, in fact, that they earn their bread and oleo that way-but for the most part, students like myself have to be told in no uncertain terms that an essay must be written for the next assignment. After you have ceased groaning over your ill-luck, the first thing to do is to ask yourself what an essay is. You may have studied them for a week and still not know. In that case, just write a short