Scarborough High School - Four Corners Yearbook (Scarborough, ME)

Text from Pages 1 - 54 of the 1919 volume:

Winter and Summer Cook without a Fire with Fireless Cook Stove, Pure Aluminun linings, 1 1 Quart capacity only $17.95 The Boil, Bake, Steam, Stew and Roast Brown without a fire. OREN HOOPER SONS Middle St. a few steps from Soldiers ' Monument THE STORE OF PROGRESS AND SERVICE CLOTHES OF THE BETTER KIND AT REASONABLE PRICES FOR MEN AND YOUNG MEN FRANK M. LOW CO. PORTLAND, - - - MAINE O. E. SHERMAN SON DEALERS IN Flour, Grain, Groceries and General Merchandise NORTH SCAR BORO, MAINE Please Patronize Our Advertisers E. M. Willman Wall Papers n _ i i Sherwin Williams Paints P- i l 51 OAK STREET Portland, - Maine Say you saw il in “The Four Comers ' H.H.HAY SONS PORTLAND. ME ALWAYS LOOK TOR. THl S-H QUALITY. MARK- PORTLAND, MAINE Invites their Scarboro Friends to make this store their headquarters when visiting our city. Meet your friends here, use our Rest Room where a maid is ready to serve you should you so desire. We want you to feel as though you were right at home and we will do all we can to make your visit visit a pleasant one. P. E. WOODMAN GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS FRUITS, CIGARS. CONFECTIONERY, ETC. TELEPHONE 13-21 PINE POINT. MAINE Please Patronize Our Advertisers ANTON HAHN SAUSAGE MANUFACTURER DEALER IN ALL KINDS OF MEATS Saco and Biddeford, - - Maine Plummer’s Ins. Agency All Kinds of INSURANCE placed in the strongest companies that exist. Office, 121 Exchange Street Portland, Maine MARKSON BROS. CLOTHIERS To Men, Women and Children 130-134 Main Street Biddeford, Maine Puritan Spring Water L. C. BAKER SONS, Prop. PINE POINT, MAINE Say you Saw il in the “Four Comers CARTER BROTHERS CO. JEWELERS 521 CONGRESS STREET PORTLAND, ME. W. H. GRAFFAM DEALER IN Groceries, Flour, Boots and Shoes Paints, Oils and Hardware ALSO Goodrich Tires, Tubes and Accessories Telephone 12-21 West Scarboro, Maine For Bicycle and Motorcycles You are invited to call at the Maine Motorcycle Mart PORTLAND, MAINE Please Patronize Our yidoerlisers PRIVATE ROLAND SEAVEY 7th. Prov. Rep. Co. F. A. B. N. 3. AC., A. E. F. Bom May 31,1888 Died; France of Pneumonia Sept. 17, 1918 CORPORAL LUCIEN T. LIBBY Bat. F. 103rd F. A. 26th Div. A. E. F. Eom June 29, 1894 Gassed at Chateau-Thierry July 1918 Wounded at San Michiel Dri e, Oct. 11, 1918 Died Oct. 22. 1918 PRIVATE MILLARD F. GOWER Bat. A. 72nd, Art. A. E. F. Bom Jan. 16, 1900 Died in France of Influenza and Pneumonia Oct. 4, 1918 Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori PRIVATE MILLARD T. GOWER. With deep grief the people of Scarboro learned of the death in France of this brilliant and popular lad, who, with one exception, was the youngest of that spelndid company of men to offer up their lives at their Nation’s call. Gladly, eagerly, he went away, prompted only by that devotion to country and love of her honor, that, through all ages, has inspired the best and bravest men to spend themselves in the purchase and preservation of Liberty. Brief was his life, if measured by human reckoning, but long and well-spent when counted in terms of achievement. CORPORAL LUCIEN T. LIBBY In the death of Corporal Lucicn T. Libby, Scarboro lost one of its most prominent young men who gave up education, friends, and every prospect in life, that he might join in the service of his country. He was a graduate of Scarboro High, Hebron Academy, and w’as a Junior in U. of M. When w ' ar was declared he was one of the first to volunteer, going to France in a splendid regiment which went “over the top” in every important battle. Only one of many American boys to gallantly perish; only one of many to fight his last battle, and one of a glorious many to rest on the field where victory w r as bought at such an infinite cost. America is poorer for his loss, but richer for the gain which he helped make possible, and France is inestimably r icher that she holds such as he beneath her soil. To para¬ phrase the words of Rupert Brooks: “If I should die, think only this of me. That there’s one corner of a foreign field, That is forever America.” PRIVATE ROLLAND SEAVEY The many friends of Private Rolland Seavey were grieved to hear of his untimely death in France. He w r as a young man of marked business ability, having served three years as a member of the school board, in w ' hicti he Look great interest. At the time of his induction into the army, he w 7 as serving his second term as Secretary for the Board of Trade. He was a very loyal young man, and was anxious la take up arms for his country. Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. FOUR CORNERS. VOL. VIII JUNE, 1919 No. 1 Editor-in-Chief fhitotialn. 191S-1919 Charles Seavey 1919-1920 Philip Bowley Business Manager Philip Bowlky Fred Richardson Assistant Manager Harriet Knight Helen Baker Artistic Editor Robert Libby Ruth Sherwood Athletic Editor Leon Lary Leon Lary Exchange Editor Velma Leonard Elizabeth Newcomb Alumni Editor Doris Fogg Charles Seavey Agnes Skavey, ’21 Class Editors (1918 1919) Helen Baker ' 20 Alma Seavey ’19 Catherine Newcomb Lama Johnson ' ll Class Editors (1919-1920) ’22 Harriet Knigiit ' 21 Velma Leonard ’20 Because of the high cost of materials, we decided to publish only one issue of the Four Corners. Owing to the fact that there have been many unusual interruptions of the school year, it has been somewhat harder for the editorial board to measure up to the usual standard of excellence, but we hope that these pages will not fail to interest our readers. Thanks are due all who in any way contributed to the production of this number of the Four Corners , especially to the advertisers whose generous assistance so largely financed this issue. The school year began with Miss Annie Clark of Portland, as principal, and Misses Leighton and Cooley as assistants. Due to the influenza epidemic, school was suspended for five weeks which interfered seriously with the year’s work, but the fine attitude and diligent work of the student body has helped to partly remedy a deficiency which has been common in schools this year. 2 FOUR CORNERS The winter term opened with Miss Leighton, U. of M., T8, and Miss Bryant, Bates, T5, as assistants, and Mr. Bessey, Bates, T3, as principal. New features have been add to the curriculum which we feel are upward steps in our develop¬ ment as a standard high school. Agricultural club work will be allowed credits toward graduation; a new library has been established, and public speaking has been started, which we hope will be a permanent feature. A new high school is now our objective; we are trying to merit a new building by increased interest in our work and we trust that the combined efforts of students and townspeople will result soon in a build¬ ing which shall in every respect be worthy of our splendid town. A NEW HIGH SCHOOL. It is needless to say that all students attending the high school agree that a new building is very badly needed ior efficient work in the future. The most noticeable feature at present is the need of more room to accommodate the increasing number of students. There are now sixty-seven pupils enrolled with only sixty-two desks provided. Some students have seats but no desks for their books. In recitation rooms additional chairs have been placed. During the morning exercises, or when a lecture is given in the main room, the pupils must sit together in one seat in a cramped and uncomfortable position. It is under¬ stood that a large class is expected to enter this coming fall, making a total enrollment of at least seventy-five. Where will room be found to place them? Under these conditions the students are not given a fair chance to do their best work. The present building is also occupied by the primary and grammar schools. The noise made by these pupils during their recess and noon hour is very disturbing, as the high school is in session. The high school students are unable to study or keep their minds on their lessons, as one would naturally expect. Another disturbing feature is the fact that the two class rooms are separated only by a thin partition. FOUR CORNERS 3 When two classes are occupying the rooms, the noise from one room disturbs those reciting or studying in the other. This diverts not only the mind of the students but that of the teacher. The dressing rooms and halls are also crowded. Some of the girls are obliged to keep their wraps downstairs in the cloak rooms of the primary department. There is also no provision made cither in the way of room or equipment for the domestic science work or manual arts of any kind, not even a chance for a library, which all class A high schools require. Not only is this true of the high school but also of the lower grades in the same building. It s?cm to us that no m: re fitting memorial can be given our Scarboro boys, who fought in this great war, than a new high school building in honor and appreciation of their brave deeds and sacrifices. THE SCHOOL LIBRARY One of the most successful activities of the school year was the beginning of what we hope will be a permanent high school library. Through the combined efforts of the students and faculty, we have now a fine collection of about two hun¬ dred volumes covering a variety of topics. Nearly all of the books are new; many are the gift of local firms and school- text publishers, but a large percentage are personal contribu¬ tions from the students themselves, the alumni and friends interested in the school. All the fiction works have been cataloged according to the Cutler system, and are used by the students under the same regulations as any other library books. A book-case has been secured which, at present, is adequate, but it is hoped that this will soon be filled. Our library serves a double purpose: first, by having an accessible collection of books, the English department is enabled to meet all State requirements for outside reading; second, the students are given a chance to increase and better their knowledge of literature that is really worth while and 4 FOUR CORNERS acquire a love for good reading which is one of the greatest benefits to be derived from a high school course. We wish to sincerely thank all who helped make this project a success, and to remind our friends that any library is a growing institution and will always welcome any additions they may feel like making. A fine step for the alumni associa¬ tion to take would be an endowment, the interest of which might be used to purchase books in perpetuation of the memory of Scarboro ' s sons who fell in the great war. SUCCESS. Success in life depends chiefly upon the earnestness with which we perform our duties. The successful men and women are those who do with their might whatever they do. With a brave determination they give the task to be performed, whether of the head or hand, their undivided attention until the work is done. We are all familiar with people who are complaining of “ill luck.” They believe there never was a lot so hard as their’s; yet when they attempt to perform their tasks, they soon become weary, and neglect them until il is too late. Dissatisfied with life, they never permit themselves to become happy, but neglect all opportunities and declare that life is a failure. In the lives of many eminent men we read that when young they were compelled to suffer great self-denials, yet each lime, with renewed earnestness, they struggled on, and in the end attained success. Thus it might be with us all, if instead of becoming discouraged at the least obstacle which presents itself in our way, we should press on and strive to complete our tasks in the least possible time. How we do a thing is of far greater importance than what, or how much we do. It is said of our concepts, or thoughts, that they do not come to mind in a hap-hazard way, but are governed by cer¬ tain laws called “Laws of Suggestion,” chief among which is closeness of attention. Thus it is with success. It does not come to us by chance, but it is attained by observing certain rules, and if we put our whole mind to the work we shall be sure to make our mark in the world. C. M. A 7 ., ’20. FOUR CORNERS 5 iCitrtanj. AN UNKNOWN INCIDENT OF THE WAR. It was a cold, bleak November day and there were few people in the court-house. A young man was being tried for larceny, and as it was his fourth or fifth offense he was at once ordered to Sing Sing for a term of five years. As he was being led from the court-house, one had a good chance to look at his face. It was a handsome one, though marred by dissipation, He was tall and slender, with dark hair and eyes, and one would judge him to be about twenty- live years of age. One unfavorable feature was his look of recklessness, as if he “didn’t care.” An old woman and a young girl followed him out, weeping, but he Look no notice of them, except to glance at them impatiently. The young man was taken away to prison and made to put on the “stripes.” He had a chance to read the newspapers occasionally, however, and early in the year 1917 he became interested in the great European struggle. On the declara¬ tion of war by the United States, he and one or two other young fellows became excited, although they knew it was next to impossible for them Lo ' go. Nevertheless, they talked about it whenever they got a chance. At last an idea came to one of them and they decided to try it, although it seemed at first hardly worth thinking about. They resolved to send a petition to the Governor, asking to be pardoned and allowed to go into the service to fight for their country. At first the petition was abruptly refused, then the Governor said he would consider it, and finally came back the word that they might go. There were never more happy boys than Harry Nolan and his comrades on the day they were allowed to take off their “stripes” and put on the uniform. But still that look of recklessness lurked in young Nolan’s face. Not once did he write or in any way let his mother or sister know of his release. To quote his words: “What a re women good for, anyway? Who wants to be cried over and petted by some silly woman?” 6 FOUR CORNERS The long, arduous days in the training camp passed without much variety, and one day early in June, Harry found him¬ self sailing out of New York Harbor on an immense transport. He was seasick at first, but the end of the voyage was delight¬ ful, for always from a little boy, he had a great love for the sea. His trip was without excitement for no submarines crossed their path, and after an unusually short time on the ocean, they arrived at a small French village. From there Harry was taken to another training camp in the heart of France, but somewhat back from the trenches. The work was even more difficult there and the men were anxious to “get into things,” as they expressed it. Finally their desired advance came and they were placed in a position in the trenches, beside the French and English. Up to this time, letters, boxes, and goodies came regularly from the folks at home to nearly everyone except Harry. Of course they shared with him, but after a while, a spark of long-dead pride awakened and he would find some reason for refusing. Oh, how he longed for a letter from home! But he realized that his mother and sister did not even know of his release from prison, and indeed there were few at that lime, outside of officials, that did know it. Nevertheless he could not bring himself to write. There was comparative quiet in the trenches for some time after Harry arrived, and then one night their orders were to go “over the top.” There was almost deathlike silence for a second, then the big guns boomed out, preparing the way for the infantry. The soldiers, picked for the charge, showed in the few remaining minutes the real spirit lurking beneath the usually indifferent exterior. Some smoked feverishly, others sang, a few prayed, more than one was intensely interested in a picture. Harry remained a little apart, busy with paper and pencil. No one dreamed of asking him what he was doing. He had never invited familiarity and the others never offered any advances. The time for the charge had been set for a certain moment, and, at the exact time, the soldiers, supported by the tanks, started “over the top” and across No Man’s Land. The FOUR CORNERS 7 batlle raged fiercely all that night and the next day. Many a heart at home was racked by anxiety during those dreadful hours. Not long after the first charge, the faithful Red Cross workers started out on their errand of mercy. One of the first men to be picked up was Harry! Both legs had been shot off and there was a great bullet hole through his breast, but he was still alive. They carried him to the field hospital as soon as they could, but he died a short time after, trying to say something to the nurse. When his pockets were searched in the hope of finding articles to identify him, the following letter was brought to light: Dear Alarm! —I’m well and in hopes you are the same. We’re going over the top pretty soon and I’m doin’ this to pass away the time. I’m not scared but we fellers feel kind of shaky. It’s the first time over and chances look good for its bein’ the last. I can’t pertend, Ma, any soft stuff, but My God, Marm, I wish you could sort o’ hug me to-night an’ tell me them things you uster. You remember, Marm, the time you licked me fer killin’ the robin. I wish you’d licked me harder and maybe I’d have amounted to somethin’ now. Harry. AbbieB. Small , ’20. THE GREAT BIRTHDAY GIFT. George Milton sat alone in his lonely parlor, in one of the most fashionable houses of Chicago. He had been reading the evening paper, but it had fallen to the floor, and as he stared blankly into the fireplace, two great tears left his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Why was he not happy? He had a beautiful home, plenty of money, and unlimited friends. He needed someone to make his house a home, someone to share his troubles, and to make those long winter evenings shorter. Then he thought of his beautiful wife, so far away, where she lay in the depth of the sea. How happy they had 8 FOUR CORNERS been that evening, with their little boy, on the great steamer bound for America. A sudden roar and a list of the vessel had ended it all. In the panic which followed, they had been separated never to see each other again. Saved himself, when a sailor had thrust him into a life-boat, he had half madly scanned the castaways as they were brought lo land, until reason had given way, and for months he had been as one dazed. .Then he hopelessly took up existence again in his empty home; though for the thousandth time memory awakened his heart. His little boy, he would always have that queer character in the form of the letter A, on the bottom of his little left foot. They had always laughingly said that he had a good start on his a, b, c’s, ard tomorrow he would have been eleven years old. Mr. Milton got up and started for bed. but before going to his own chamber he entered a beautiful little room, furnished with every possible thing a little boy coifd want. He crossed the room, his eyes blinded with tears, laid his head on one of the little pillows and offered a prayer, then suddenly he fell a cold little hand on his forehead. “Please don’t be angry, sir,” said a soft voice, “I came through the back part of the house and got into this room. I thought it must belong to some little boy so I waited, but he didn’t come and I got into the bed to keep warm. I think this is a lovely room. Is it your little boy’s?” This was a hard question to answer, so to avoid it the poor father, looking at the frail little figure, asked, “When did you eat last?” The little fellow looked frightened for a moment, then answered, “It was last night when father gave me five cents.” “Then, young man, you come down stairs this minute,” was the quick reply. After a servant was called and a good supper eaten, Mr. Milton took the little fellow in his lap and demanded, “Now, how came you in that bed?” The little fellow looked squarely at him for a moment, then said, “I think you won’t scold me, so I am going to tell you. My father and mother both died six years ago, and since then FOUR CORNERS 9 I have lived with William Bird. I think he loved me at first, because he allowed me to go to school, and treated me well. When I was eight years old he began to drink, and took me from school to earn money to buy it for him. To-night I had not earned enough so he sent me away from home, and to keep from freezing I came here.” “What caused your mother’s death,” asked Mr. Milton. The boy ' s lip quivered for a moment, then he said, “They were, both my mother and father, drowned on a steamer between England and America. I don’t even know my own name.” Then the little fellow caught his breath, for Mr. Milton was hugging him so he could hardly speak. He had pulled the ragged shoe and stocking from the left foot, and there on the bottom was the black letter A. After a while lie told slowly of the little boy he had lost and found. Then, as a conclusion, he looked at the clock and said, “It is now after twelve o ' clock and you are eleven years old, just think, my clcvcn-ycar-old boy.” The little fellow looked at him for a moment, then threw his arms around him and exclaimed, “And you, father, are the greatest birthday gift a fellow ever had.” Doris Mitchell , ’20. LOOKING BACKWARD. One afternoon while I was searching for something to read I came across a small, brown book. It did not look at all inviting, compared with the bright bindings of other books not far away, so at first I passed it by, then, curious as to what it might be, I returned to look at it. Turning over the pages, I found it to be a combination history and geography, dated 1816, more than a hundred years ago, and I wondered what our own State of Maine was like at that time. I found, after a few moment’s search, that Maine was not then a State, but was known as the District of Maine, which formed a part of the State of Massachusetts, and was divided 10 FOUR CORNERS into eight counties, namely: York, Cumberland, Kennebec, Lincoln, Hancock, Washington, Oxford and Somerset. Its population was less than two hundred and thirty thou¬ sand. Of course the physical features were the same as at present, but in many instances the names were very much changed. For instance, I hardly recognized at first the neighboring city on the Saco, which then bore the name of Peppcrcllborough. The occupation of the people was given as farming, the pastures affording subsistence to large herds of cattle. Forests, consisting of white pine and spruce were spoken of as suitable for masts, boards and shingles. The only mills were grist mills, and saw mills where boards and shingles were manu¬ factured which were exported in large quantities, chiefly to the West Indies. Many families spun and wove the woolen and linen cloth which was needed for domestic use. Bowdoin College, in Brunswick, opened in 1802, was the only college in existence at this time, although several acade¬ mies had been incorporated. Portland was then the capital of Maine. In 1810, its population was slightly over seven thousand inhabitants and the “important public buildings” named e e “three churches for Congregalionalists, one for Episcopalians, and a court¬ house.” York was the chief town of York County. Several other towns mentioned were Augusta, Bath, Buckstown and Machias- Particular mention w as made of the Penobscot tribe of Indians and their habits and customs. “James Madison, Esq.,” was President of the United States, and peace following the 1812 war had just been declared between the United States and England. As I thought of the many things which we have to-day that school-boys of 1816 knew nothing about, I wondered if other boys, one hundred years from now, “looking back¬ ward,” will find our school-books as interesting as I found the little old book some other boy used one hundred years ago. Clarence Lary. FOUR CORNERS II WHY WE STUDY ENGLISH. The study of English may be called the most important of all subjects. Our character may easily be determined by the literature we read as we get older. If we lean towards books of a cheap nature, our ideas will be the same, while it will be just the opposite if we read books and magazines which tend to elevate. If our English is poor, no matter how well we may be educated and accomplished in other things, we still have the appearance of ignorance and arc judged accordingly, as nothing is more apparent than ungrammatical statements. Much practice as well as study, therefore, is required, and a simple secret of progress is to hold fast to what has once been learned and use it correctly. Velma Leonard. THE SILVER LINING. It seemed to little Tommy Andrews that the day of Coney- villc Fair was a long way off and that the time would never come. On that day he was to see an airship for the first time. So far, he had seen airships only in pictures. “Suppose it should rain,” he said. “Well,” said his Grandma Andrews, “Every cloud has a silver lining.” But there was not even a speck of cloud, much less of lining, when the great day dawned at last. The Andrews family hurried through their breakfast and the farm chores, and by ten o’clock they were all piling into the new car, which the children said had been bought in the nick of time. Tommy sat in front with his father, while the rest of the family took the back seat. Tommy could think of nothing but the air¬ ship. He had been awake since midnight thinking of it. He leaned back contentedly as they swept out of the farm lane into the public road. All at once the car came to a standstill. Mr. Andrews began to peer over the wheel into a field at the left. 12 FOUR CORNERS Tommy followed his look, and understood. “The cows are in Maggart’s corn again,” he said. He knew what that meant and his little heart sank. He knew there was only one thing to be done. The cows were working terrible mis¬ chief every moment. It would take a long time to drive them back and mend the fence, but rather than sec them all stay home and miss a good time, he would go back himself. Tom scrambled out of the car, calling back over his shoulder “You go along, dad, maybe I can get a ride with somebody else.” He glanced back and saw only a cloud of dust where the car had stood. “The airship is to go up at eleven,” he said to himself. He rushed to the fence and put on his overalls and found a hammer and some nails. “If I hurry I may get there yet. ' he panted. But although poor Tom hurried the cows did not. Finally the last cow was in and the fence was soon quickly mended. As Tom turned to go home he tried to whistle but the tune went wrong. He looked up at the clouds and could not help but think of his grandmother ' s words, “Even ' cloud has a silver lining.” As he was watching the clouds he saw some¬ thing in the sky which he thought to be an eagle, but it kept coming nearer and nearer, and at last his ear caught a faint sound, something like the buzz of a big bee. He gave a whoop. “It’s an airship,” he yelled. He held his breath and stared. Instead of it going straight ahead, it began to fly in a circle and in an instant the buzzing stopped and the airship began to slant toward the ground. A moment later Tom gave another whoop and began to wave his cap. It was going to land in his field. In half a minute it had landed and Tom was racing to meet it. The aviator stepped out. “Hello,” he said, “Can you tell me where I can get some water for my horse?” Tom understood. “There’s plenty of gasoline at our house,” he said, “I’ll help you bring some down, come on.” It was next to the proudest moment in Tom’s life. “Thank you,” the aviator said as he straightened. “Want FOUR CORNERS 13 to go to Goneyville Fair?” “Go to Coneyville Fair?” Tom echoed. He could not believe his own ears. “Jump out of those overalls if you do,” he said, “I am already two hours late.” Just sixty seconds later Tommy was firmly strapped into the aeroplane and the machine was flying. Far down in the pasture the red cows switched their tails, the road wound like ribbon and the farmhouse looked like a little toy. Clouds went slipping past and the wind almost took his breath. When lie stepped out of the aeroplane on the fair grounds the first thing he saw was Billy Waters, his chum, with his mouth wide open and his eyes like blue marbles. The next thing he saw was Grandma Andrews’ smiling face as he walked up to join his astonished family. “Silver lining!” called the little old lady in a loud whisper. Tom gave a joyful grin. “A gold lining this time,” he said, “and no mistake.” Florence Beckwith. KEEPING HIS REPUTATION. As Bob Nelson walked along under the trees anyone could see that he was very much disgusted. He had a reputation of being able to bag a deer the first day the law was off; but though he had tramped all day with his 30-30 ready he had not so much as caught a glimpse of the buck he had seen every day for the last month. Now, just as he was about to give up and go home he caught a glimpse of something gray behind a bush about two hundred yards up the wind from him. He had got within about one hundred twenty-five yards of the buck when suddenly it raised its head, sniffed the air, and then raced off toward the heavy woods. Although Bob was much surprised, for the buck could not have scented him, he raised his rifle, and, just as the deer entered the woods, fired. It seemed to him as though another shot came from the direction the deer had taken, but he supposed that it must 14 FOUR CORNERS have been the echo of his own. At the edge of the woods there was no deer, but a trail of blood spotted the dry leaves, so Bob followed it. He had gone about two hundred feet when he came upon a sight that made him tingle with anger. A man who was boarding at a nearby hotel had laid down his rifle and was bleeding the deer. “Here, what are you doing,” Bob cried. “That is my deer.” “It was a pretty shot, wasn’t it,” said the man, whose name was Holmes. “As pretty a shot as I ever fired.” “I tell you that is my deer,” Bob shouted. “I shot him Just now.” “Oh no, you didn’t,” replied Holmes, “I shot him; see, here is the wound in his side, just behind the fore-leg.” “1 tell you that is my deer,” Bob again shouted, “and I mean to have him.” “And I said he was mine and I mean to keep him,” was the reply, “but I guess you can have a hindquarter if you really want it.” So saying, he stooped, picked up the buck and carried him over to his buggy which was nearby. “Don’t you want to ride home. I’m going that way,” he said, as he got into the buggy. “No, I don’t want to ride with a fellow who will steal a deer that way,” said Bob, and turning, started for home. When he had traveled half the distance he heard a shout and turning looked down at the road. Up the road he saw the horse belonging to Mr. Holmes coming as fast as he could, while the owner was doing his best to check him. Bob started to laugh when he saw the cause of the horses’ fright. Leaping along behind the wagon was the largest cougar he had ever seen. He had evidently smelled the deer and was intending to get it while the driver was still unaware of his presence. Bob raised his rifle and just as he was about to fire, the cougar leaped into the hind end of the wagon. Then Bob pulled the trigger, just as Holmes turned to see what the matter was. What he saw was a cougar falling off the rear end of his wagon with a red spot just behind the fore-leg. FOUR CORNERS 15 The next morning as Bob was chopping wood , Mr Holmes drove into the yard. “Hello,” said the summer visitor. “Hello,” answered Bob shortly, as he kept on with his work. “That was a fine shot you made last night.” “No better than usual,” replied Bob. “I always hit just behind the fore-leg.” “I don’t doubt that,” was the reply. “Now help me get your deer out of the wagon.” “My deer,” said Bob, “I thought you said I missed.” “No, it’s your deer. When I cut the bullet out last night I found it was a 30-30. I shoot a 45. Now hurry up. It’s a corker. Got twelve prongs.” “Well,” said Bob, as he liTted out the buck, “I guess I’ve kept my reputation for getting a deer the first day of the season.” R. Leon Lciry. PATRIOTISM. Patriotism is the love of and devotion to one’s country, the spirit that, originating in the love of country, prompts to the obedience of its laws, the support and defense of its existence, rights, and institutions and to the promotion of its welfare. It is impossible to tell where patriotism first originated, as Webster says, “Where sooner than here, where earlier than within the walls which now surrounds us, was patriotism found.” If we do not know where it first originated we have many examples in both Greek and Roman history. The Spartans especially were patriotic; they were trained to a military life from earliest childhood. Marathon is an elo¬ quent testimony to the love of the Athenians for their country. The early Romans were patriotic to the extreme. When a father could see his son put to death at his own command and before his eyes for some offense against his country, that surely was patriotism. Looking back to the history of our own country, no one 16 FOUR CORNERS could say that we were not patriotic. The Pilgrim Fathers who suffered so much, not for their country at first, because it was not a country, but for their religion. They showed a high type of patriotism when they laid the foundations of our commonwealth, later to be so gloriously defended by the soldiers of the Revolutionary War. The men of ' 65 we must mention, too, for their bravery and patriotism; especially those boys who were born and brought up in the South, but fought on the side of the North against their own fathers, brothers and chums. Coming to our own day, we have just victoriously finished one of the greatest wars in history. Everyone has been awakened to what patriotism means and have not been slow in answering the call of the nation. It is needless to recount the sacrifices that have been made. Not only is praise due the soldiers who went over there, but those who remained al home and who went without many pleasures and necessities to give to the Y. M. C. A., Salvation Army, Red Cross, and many other organizations. Consider for a moment what patriotism does for a country. If people love their country they do not resist its laws but obey willingly. A patriotic country has belter schools, build¬ ings, institutions, trade and commerce, for if people are patriotic they take an interest in improving their country and making it the biggest and best country in the world. The patriotism of deed we have demonstrated repeatedly. Let us have the patriotism of word that “boosts” rather than “knocks,” that sees in our country the good to be accomplished rather than the evil that has been wrought. It is the divided front that falls before the enemy’s charge, but the nation whose sons and daughters love her supremely will march on in an upward path of progress. It is the sentiment of patri¬ otism which inspires deeds of patriotism; love of one’s country and pride in her achievements is the fundamental requirement of a good-citizen. Helen E. Baker , ’20. FOUR CORNERS SI BILLINGS AND SALLY PEKKf ' “That’s all right, “Si” Billings, you ain’t % ' ' here no more if it’s goin’ to put you out any, a, ' ' - %v wouldn’t be doin’ me no harm if you didn t c f fr z spell.’’ So “Si’’ climbed into his old, red buggy, : ' t L-wt: old horse and disappeared among the trees, v.. . stood in the door of the old-fashioned fannb iii , hez red with excitement. After standing there for fully five minutes, ffomfcmfe i shrill voice from inside aroused her. “Sally Perkins, you come straight in here Uds mwirift mi ' peel the onions and don’t be lettin’ no more flies in tMs 2 u ih . Lor’ knows it’s full enough of ’em now.” So Sally went back to the kitchen and resumed berwurk. Sally was one of the prettiest girls of the village, red checks and a healthy figure, with jet black hair and Hashing eyes. “Si” was a handsome youth with a fine athkitir figure and an intelligent face. He had been “settih up with Sally (as the country folks called it) for a year or more, going to the Perkins farm once a day regularly and taking Salh to all the entertainments, hops, church sociables, etc-, that came along. And now that this should have happened, neither knowing exactly the cause, it was a “consarned shame,” as the young fellows stated down at the village store and posloflice, which was the resort of the hard-working farmers after their day ' s work was done. So for two or three weeks “Si” Billings took a rather round¬ about route to the village, while Sally stayed at home. At the “Ladies’ Sewing Bee,” to which Mrs. Perkins and Mrs. Billings both belonged, the ladies who were always gossiping had now found a new topic and they discussed it freely, Mrs. Perkins and Mrs. Billings joining with the rest. “Well, I declare,” said Mrs. Perkins, “I never got so much work all at once out o’ Sally afore in my life. Why, I ' ve got my cucumbers all pickled and catsup all put up, and I didn ' t expect to get done no ways for a week yet.” 18 FOUR CORNERS “Yes, and “Si” surely helps his father a sight more than he used to,” added Mrs. Billings. Two weeks later “Si” started out for the village to get the mail. “Say, hanged if I’m going to keep up that round-about Pike’s Corner road all my life. I’m just going by Perkinses and just hold my head up and make old Dobbin skin past, jest to let ’em know I ain’t losin’ no sleep over it.” So he started, but not without a little extra color in his handsome face and a faint smile playing around his mouth. As he came near the Perkins house he spied between the trees Sally sitting out in the yard, in her best pink calico that she had worn so many times when he had seen her. She was sewing and did not notice the team as it approached. “Si” whipped up his horse and sat straight in the middle of the seat, looking straight ahead. But alas! Dobbin was so used to stopping at the familiar hitching post and chewing at the well-worn wood that in spite of the whip and reins he headed for the post and stopped short. Poor “Si!” Poor “Si!” He pulled in vain on the reins and used the whip freely. Dobbin could not be induced to go any farther. “Si” looked at Sally and Sally looked at “Si”—then they both burst out laughing. How could they help it? “Guess you’ll have to let me out, Sally,” said “Si”. “All right, I’m willin’, come on, ‘Si’,” and when an hour later Mrs. Perkins returned from her calling there was “Si” flushed and laughing, and Sally with a happier look than her mother had seen for two months past. “I’ve come to stay. Mother Perkins, Sally’s willin’ and I hope you don’t care.” And so it was that two weeks later Sally was Mrs. Silas Billings, and all because of dear old Dobbin. Helen C. Libby , ’22. FOUR CORNERS 19 TO OUR SCARBORO BOYS. Our keen-eyed lads of Scarboro went at their country’s call, They did not hesitate to give their best. Some returned enshrined in glory, some did not return at all; On freedom’s sacred soil their bodies rest. They went in budding manhood, leaving all that life held dear, And assurance to all those they left behind That the “might of right” should conquer and their loved ones should not fear That tyrants in this country they would find. Right keen they fought the enemy; full well we knew they would. We know those lips in silence sealed would tell us if they could, That in those last, gray hours when sight and speech are dim, And ringing sword is laid forever down, That the whitening lips remembered to offer thanks to Him Who bore, like them, the martyr’s cross and crown. That their’s had been the soldier’s lot to win a royal fight, And when the final roll-call shall be read, The names of our dear Scarboro lads will ring in accents clear With other loyal men who fought and bled. Velma Leonaid , ’20. Sept. 23. School opened with all new teachers. On enter¬ ing school we were very much surprised in finding a female principal, a thing that has not happened here for many years. Sept. 27. The first real event was the social given by the Sophomore Class (with the aid of the Juniors). We were very sorry Miss Clark, our new principal, Miss Leighton and Miss Cooley could not come. However, we had Mr. Heald as a chaperon and we thoroughly enjoyed the evening. One of the events enjoyed was the Freshmen who were given soap 20 FOUR CORNERS to eat, which looked like maple-sugar fudge. They have since learned that things are seldom what they seem. Oct. 3. Great rejoicing—Epidemic of influenza, which closed our school for five weeks. Nov. 8. School opened and we all lived through this epidemic, although almost all were stricken with it. Some things are worse than school. Nov. 11. The armistice was signed and we received the news about five o’clock in the morning. We all assembled at school for a short celebration and then went to Portland and joined the merry crowd. A ce lebration that will not easily be forgotten. Dec. 11. Influenza broke out again, once more closing school until December 29. Dec. 31. New term opened. Variety is the spice of life! Our faculty moved out except Miss Leighton, who “stood by us.” We welcomed a new teacher, Miss Bryant, in whom wc found a good friend and teacher. To our delight, Mr. Bcssey came back again, a pleasure which was all the greater because it was so unexpected. During the winter the usual athletics and dances were held, Scarboro winning a good proportion of its games. Jan. 27. Book Day—A library of about two hundred books was started. Feb. 28. First trials for Speaking Contest. On March 18, 1919, the Boys’ Basket Ball Team of Scar¬ boro High School enjoyed a banquet at the Falmouth Hotel. The banquet was given by Carl Milliken, a prominent citizen of Scarboro, who has been greatly interested in the team- Those present were Carl Milliken, Mellville Johnson, Elden Merrill, Herman Leonard, Herman Rounds, Philip Bowlcy and Fred Richardson. Mar. 28. Term ends—Dance at K. of P. Hall by Girls’ Athletic Association. Apr. 7. A miracle—all three teachers are back again. April 22. Elected Elizabeth Newcomb, captain, and Helen Baker, manager, for basket ball team. April 29. Liberty Loan Rally in Knights of Pythias Hall. FOUR CORNERS 21 May 2. Preliminary Prize Speaking Contest. Misses Small and Heald, Messrs. Johnson and Lary were chosen to compete at Old Orchard in the Triangular Speaking Contest. May 9. A red letter day. We won. Both firsts went to Miss Ilcald and Mr. Johnson of Scarboro, and our team also captured the “Silver Loving Cup.” We wish the cup had less than three legs but we’ve got one of them anyway. May 8. Half-holiday to see the fleet of airplanes visiting Portland in the interest of the Liberty Loan Drive. May 29. All material for school paper due. June 13. Freshmen play and dance to raise money for piano. June 20. School closes with the “Senior Funeral” in the evening. Never mind, the Juniors haven’t done anything in the line of entertainment this year, but during their Senior year they arc going to pay up for lost time. Alumni Notes — 1913 — Elva Gilman is attending school at the University of Maine. Dwight Libby has taken up his studies at Bowdoin College. Emma Wentworth is teacher at the Black Point Grammar School. — 1915 — Gladvs Urquhart is at present a stenographer for Carroll Skillin. Ernest Libby is employed at George Knight’s. Helen Leonard is stenographer at Lister Fertilizer Co. — 1916 — Eleanor Harmon is teaching at the District School, Scottow Hill. Nellie Hudson is at home. 22 FOUR CORNERS — 1917 — Dorothy Googins Tobin is at present with her husband in Missouri. Gladys Willman is continuing her studies at South Lan¬ caster Academy. Adelaide Temm is attending Gorham Normal School. Vida Higgins is central operator at Scarboro. Ruth Bowley is stenographer at MacPhcrson’s. Wilfred Berry is employed at Harley Day’s, Gorham. Fuller Merry is at home. Carl Carter is at present stationed at Syracuse, N. Y. Ben Higgins is at present practicing baseball. — 1918 - Ruth Lincoln is attending Gray’s Business College. Elmer Merrill is at home. Clara Seavey is at home. Otho Baker is attending the Art School in Portland. Doris Fogg is attending Shaw’s Business College. Atfylcto. BASKET BALL. Owing to the fact that none of the players on the basket ball team graduated last June, we had a fine line-up last fall. It was as follows: Rounds, If Leonard, Ig Merrill, rf Bowley, rg Johnson, c Richardson, sub. Of these, Merrill, Rounds, and Johnson were the stars, though Bowley and Leonard were there with the goods, Bowley playing a very good defensive game, and Leonard usually playing on the offensive. FOUR CORNERS 23 The team won six out of ten games, which was exceptionally good considering the strong teams that they encountered. The number of games played and the points scored by each player are as follows: Total Games. Field Goals. Foul Goals. Points. Rounds. 10 18 6 42 Merrill. 10 25 16 66 Johnson. 9 21 0 42 Bowlev. 10 6 0 12 Leonard . 7K 15 0 30 Richardson. Itf 2 0 4 The scores of some of our hottest games were: Scarboro, 32. Greeley Institute, 20. Coals. Fouls. Points. Goals. Fouls. Points. Rounds,If. 1 1 3 Barton, If. . . . ... 4 0 8 Merrill, rf. 3 3 9 Brydon, rf . . ... 0 0 0 Johnson, c. 6 0 12 Hamilton, c. . ... 5 0 10 ■ Bowlev, rg. 0 0 0 Chase, lg. ... 1 0 2 Leonard, lg. 4 0 8 Blanchard, rg. ... 0 0 0 32 20 Scarboro, 31. Portland Boy’s Club, 37. Goals. Fouls. Points. Goals. Fouls. Points. Merrill, rf. 6 3 15 Lagone, If. ... 3 0 6 Rounds, If. 4 0 8 Israelson, rf. . . . . 4 0 8 Johnson, c. 2 0 4 Goldstein, c. .. .. 3 0 6 Bowlcy, rg. . 0 0 0 Braunstein, rg ... 7 3 17 Richardson, lg. . .. 2 0 4 Robbin, lg . . . ... 0 0 0 31 37 Scarboro, 11. Goals. Fouls. Points. Greeley Institute, 10. Goals. Fouls. Points. Rounds, rf. 1 3 5 Brydon, rf . . . ... 1 0 2 Merrill, If. 1 2 4 Ross, If. ... 0 0 0 Johnson, c. 1 0 2 Hamilton, c. . . . . 2 2 6 Leonard, rg. 0 0 0 Blanchard, rg. ... 1 0 2 Bowley, lg. 0 0 0 Porter, lg. . . . .. 0 0 0 10 ll 24 FOUR CORNERS Other scores were: Scarboro High School, 31; Oak Hill, 11. Scarboro High School, 20; Dunstan, 9. Scarboro High School, 20; Freeport High School. 25. Scarboro High School, 12; Thornton Academy Fresh¬ men, 4. Scarboro High School, 14; Thornton Academy Juniors, 7. The girls organized a team, which, though winning few games, gave them a great deal of enjoyment and also developed the nucleus for a winning team next year. The most promi¬ nent players were Miss Newcombe, Miss Baker and Miss Heald. At the end of the season the scores stood thus: Scarboro, 5. Greeley Institute, 19. Goals. Fouls. Points. E. Foster, rf. 0 1 H. Baker, If. 1 2 E. Newcombe, c . . 0 0 R. Heald, sc. 0 0 A. Seavey, rg. 0 0 R. Scott, Ig. 0 0 1 4 0 0 0 0 Goals. Fouls. Points. C. Porter, rf. G 7 19 M. Stout, If. 0 0 0 A. Dunton, c . . . . 0 0 0 V. Borvden, sc... 0 0 0 A. Packard, rg... 0 0 0 R. Kemps, Ig. ... 0 0 0 5 19 Scarboro, 9. Broadway Grammar, 4. Goals. Fouls. Points. Goals. Fouls. Points. C. Newcombe, rf.. 0 0 0 F. Woodbury, If.. 1 0 2 M. Ploughman, If . 2 3 7 C. Sterling, rf ... 0 2 2 E. Newcombe, c . . 0 0 0 M. Pcabbles, c... 0 0 0 R. Heald, sc. 1 0 2 H. Lump, lg. 0 0 0 A. Seavey, rg. 0 0 0 F. Tupper, rg.... 0 0 0 R. Scott, lg. 0 0 0 M. Petters, sc ... 0 0 0 9 4 FOUR CORNERS 25 Scarboro, 3. Freeport A. A., 33. E. Foster, rf M. Ploughman, If . E. Ncwcombc, c . . R. Ilcald, sc. A. Scavey, rg. R. Scott, lg. Goals. Fouls. Points. 1 1 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 Goals. Fouls. M. Liscord, rf . .. 8 1 E. Blank, If. 7 0 Curtis, c. 1 0 Noycs.sc. 0 0 Chase, rg. 0 0 Groves, lg. 0 0 Points. 17 14 2 0 0 0 3 33 BASEBALL. The outlook for the baseball team is very promising, when it is considered that we lost two fine players last year, namely, Sargent and Baker. Owing to the fact that we have practiced but few times, as many of the players have to work afternoons and Saturdays, we are not in the best possible trim, but each one has done his best to fill his position, and because of this we have fared very well. The line-up is as follows: E. Rounds, c C. Lary, p M. Johnson, lb E. Merrill, 2b P. Bowlcy, 3b J. Lund, ss L. Lary, If C. Ncilson, cf H. Rounds, rf F. Richardson, sub. C. Seavey, sub. The score of the Scarboro-Freeport game was 6-7. This was our best game, lasting eleven innings. Owing to the absence of two players, P. Higgins and H. Dyer were used to fill the gap. The line-up was as follows: E. Rounds, c H. Dyer, p M. Johnson, lb E. Bcssey, 2b C. Lary, 3b J. Lund, ss P. Higgins, cf L. Lary, rf F. Richardson, If 26 FOUR CORNERS The Scarboro-Gorham game was also a very warm one, being 7-6, in favor of Scarboro. Dyer and Higgins were also used in this game. The players were: J. Lund, ss H. Rounds, If P. Higgins, of F. Richardson, rf P. Bowley, c H. Dyer, p M. Johnson, lb E. Merrill, 2b E. Bessey, 3b Thinking to give all the boys a chance to play, it was decided to have two teams, one made up of Seniors and Freshmen, the other composed of Juniors and Sophomores. M. Johnson was elected captain of the first team, and P. Bowley, the captain of the second. Although Bowley has given him a hard rub, it appears that Johnson has the fastest team. The Freshmen boys are little But think they are “some bears.” But they met their fate at the paddle. In the hands of a “Soph” upstairs. The Sophs are small in number But no smaller shall they be. For though they lack in students, They’re there in quality. The Junior class was the gayest Of all gay classes found. But now they’ve begun to settle down And listen to reason sound. The Senior class, of all classes, Is sober, steady and staid, And if you should chance to see their cards You’d find they were well-paid. R. L. L., ’21. FOUR CORNERS 27 SENIORS Miss B., in French: “If pomme means apple, what do you think pommier would mean?” H. R.: Apple sauce. What is II. C. R.’s favorite berry? Also what is his favorite book? “Anne of Green Gables.” Miss Leighton, to M. F., ’20, and E. L. M., ’19, sitting in the back seat: “Have you a match?” Who will occupy the back seats in Room A at recess next year? Natural wonder: Eldcn Merrill has a right hand, left hand and a little behind hand. A suggestion for Hooverizing: See Lanky Rounds on “how to make a little go a long way.” The Lincoln-Douglas debates are not in it with the Leighton-Douglass debates. Says Elden: “When you’re picking courses Take the ones that pay. I took French II and got a chance To ‘coucher dans mon chaise.’ ” Some folks stay short, Some folks grow tall, While none of us get smaller. But Mel’s the guy that still holds Small Although lie’s growing taller. Why docs Charlie like Chem. so well? Because it tells about H. C. L. Alma’s our only little girl; She’s scarce a hundred-pounder, But while we’d hate to have her thin, We hope she grows no rounder. 28 ‘ FOUR CORNERS S. 0. S. call from Elden Merrill and C. Seavcy, in French II: ‘‘Phil Bowley to help us translate ‘Grand Dieu,’ vcntre- saint-gris,” etc. None of the class possesses the proper vocabulary. S is for studies that keep us on the run. E is for excellence which we think is fun. N is for nobleness, of which we have a quantity. I is for innocence which is our greatest quality. O is for order that we find hard to keep. R is for ranks, over which we weep. S is for Seniors so grand and tall, Among the classes at S. H. S. The best one of them all. JUNIORS OUR LATIN CLASS. Our Latin class is very wise. I’m sure you all would say, If you could only be with us As a listener every day. Miss Bryant looks disgusted— It really makes her groan, For tis very, very often That we answer, “scio non.” There are only four in our class, Helen, Maude, Abbie and I, But four of us are enough you’d know— Just ask Miss Bryant why. Now this is but a sample Of our Latin class so wise. Its genius, brains and brilliancy Would cause the world surprise. M. D. N ., ’20. FOUR CORNERS 29 JUNIORS. Miss F., ’25, has a new piano, “upright baby grand.” The piano goes with her Ell and den of the house. Why docs M. H. J., T9, like Small things, small apples, small cookies and everything else Small? Miss L., ’20, undoubtedly likes winter weather better than summer because the Snow is seen more often. When Miss F., ’20, goes in town she always takes her meals at Merrill’s Cafe. We wonder why Miss Bryant asked Miss Small if she ever read the “Life of Johnson.” If Miss P., ’20, needs an alarm clock, why not a “Big Ben”? Ans. She prefers a “Little Ben.” We wonder why Earl W., in speaking of Bryant’s poem, “To a Water-fowl,” persists in calling it “To a Red-headed Wood-pecker.” Why does Miss P., ’20, prefer Libby’s canned goods? Richardson is not looking happily toward next year. Why? Leap year. Find the perimeter, just for me, Of one square acre, and do it with glee; For that is a problem that troubled my brain, And if ever I run across it, then I can do it again. M. D. N. t ’20. Judge us not, O Seniors, for really ’tis quite true Upon this date one year from now we’ll know as much as you. Newcomb now is the “Shining Star,” there is no question there; In reading this over tho, don’t think I mean her hair. Octave work is that which some of us can do. Rivalry does not exist except among a few. 30 FOUR CORNERS A stands for Abbie so fat and so prim. B stands for Bowley, ’course you all know of him. C stands for Chester who knows not a sin. D stands for Doris with the big double chin. E stands for Ethel, that attractive lass. F stands for Fred, also one of our class. G stands for “Goodies” that we like in school. H for Harold and Helen who mind every rule. I stands for “Idleness” which we all have enough. J stands for Juniors who are not at all rough. K stands for “Kelly,” so tall and so thin. L stands for “Liz” and Libby who are bolh of our kin. M stands for Mabel, and Muriel, too. N stands for Nielson who is always so true. O stands for order which now is our fame. P stands for Ploughman, Maude by first name. Q stands for “Quietness” which we need a great deal. R stands for Rachel, who for Anti-SulTrage does feel. S stands for “Silence” that we all need in this place. T is for “Trudy,” who is no disgrace. U stands for “Useless” which none of us are. V stands for Velma, the most poetic by far. W stands for Willman, a good old sport is he. X, Y and Z stands for those awful things in Geometry. Though you know or know not what they are, I dare say you are lucky if you didn’t get that far. R. S., ’20.—I’m glad I can make you cry. P. B., ’20.—“How ye goin’ to keep them down on the Farm.” Mr. B.—Mickey. V. L., ’20.—The First Snow Fall. A. S., ’20.—Tears. FOUR CORNERS 31 M. J., ’19.—Sweet Long Ago. F. R., ’20.—I Love the Ladies. E. N., ’20.—Smiles “Styles.” II. E., ’20.—Down on the Farm. H. D., ’22.—Good Morning, Mr. Zip, Zip, Zip. C. N., ’22.—Bring back my bonnie (Sammie). D. M., ’20.—IIush-a-By, my Baby. H. L., ’22.—In my Dreams (of you). I. P., ’22.—I’m (not) Jealous. H. B., ’20.—Beautiful Ohio (Oh, Si o). Is SOPHOMORES A is for Anne of the “village green.” N is for Norman, unheard and unseen. A is for Ag ics. so quiet and shy. L is for Leon with twinkling eye. C is for Clarence, who ropes in all the prizes. II is for Harriett, whose flirting surprises. A is for Albert, a solid young chap, While Florence’s stories put us on the map. Take us altogether in work or play. The Sophomores are head-liners alway. SOPHOMORE STUDIES. Algebra is our most pleasant study as you can see, For over it we work ourselves into a frenzy. French is not half bad. Although it sometimes makes us mad. History is thought to be an interesting book. But some would like to see it lying in a brook. Bookkeeping is a fair study. For over it we grow fat and ruddy. English is supposed to be a correct language, But sometimes we use “slanguage.” Latin is a miserable language, dead as dead can be, It killed off all the Romans, and now it’s killing me. A Soph. 32 FOUR CORNERS Miss B., in French: “Now, Mr. Lary, you are a good Greek student, what does this mean?” R. L. L., 21: “I studied Greek so long ago that I have forgotten it.” Mrs. Martin, in English II: “Why do we pronounce i-s-o-l-a-t-i-o-n like ice solation?” A. E. S., T 21: “Because it sounds like island.” Who is the most conspicuous person in Dunstan? Ans. Anne of the village green. Why does R. L. L., ' 21, persist in calling don l you, “don ' t chou?” When in want of any information, apply to H. E. K., ’21. Why does R. L. L. sometimes look absent-minded? Ans. His mind is over in Dunstan. Albert Libby has a vague idea of the United States when he tells us that Louisiana is in New Orleans, and Miss Knight corrects him by saying, “You have the cart before the horse.” We wonder if he is any better informed. FRESHMEN. The story ' I’m about to tell. Heed all who read this paper, Embraces all the Freshman Class; Fearless you’ll find them later. R for Ruth who won our prize. Emmons, the class leader. S for Sherwood, artist true, Her portraits can’t be neater. My space is not near long enough E’en to begin to name them. Newcombe is one I can’t let pass; Come one and all to hear them, Libby, Lund and Leslie, too, Aurelia and Alberta. So runs the story told by Scarboro’s young narrator. Some folks think that they know it all. But Laura J. “knows nuttin’ at all.” FOUR CORNERS 33 Why should Miss N., ’22, call II. R. “her man”? Ask J. L.. ’22, the difference between head figures and figure heads. The Latin I class like to have Miss Bryant make pictures for them, especially objects with wheels. Why should II. R„ ’22, leave the room so much during the 1-10 period? The Seniors go out at that time and that should be enough. Wanted: R. M., ’22, to speak a little louder when reading. Wanted: To know how many hours E. M., ’22, studies his history. Wanted: To know where we can purchase the waltz of “Anna Berry’s Moonlight Dream,” as we judge from the name it must be very pretty. Wanted: A bed for Marcia Merry, ’22. Heard in English I: Miss M.: “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Mr. G.: “But I’ve got two little dogs and I can’t leach them anything,” Why should E. E., ’22, make one think of a rubber doll? Is it because he claims he drank two barrels and a half of water? Some of the Portland undertakers have very suggestive display cards in their windows, one saying: “Welcome, 26th”; another, “We’ll finish the job.” “The Freshmen Boys both large and small Will leave Class meetings to play baseball. The Freshmen Girls, all bright and gay. Will watch and cheer them as they play.” A Freshman girl from old Black Point, To hold a door one day, A ruler used to make a prop. But lol It would not stay. Miss P., ’22, will like history better next year, there will be so much about Frederick the Great in it. We don’t know whether it’s Frederick of Prussia or of Scarboro. “Seniors and Freshmen can play baseball, But Sophomores and Juniors can’t play at all.” Charles M. 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RINES BROS CO. 529 to 535 Congress Street Portland, Maine Say _you Saw it in the “Four Comers ' 515a Congress Street Photographs and Frames Abama Portland, Maine Tke W lllows A HOTEL OF THE FIRST CLASS Modern Conveniences—Beautifully Situated. Prout’s Neck, Scarboro, Maine MRS. EMMA L. SEAVEY, Prop. Please Patronize Our j4dver Users Gjfys Haylattb Mrs. A. H. Moulton, Prop. Btyntz ihtttets Telephone 37-3 WEST SCARBORO, MAINE Going to HOLMES’ to Shoe the family Holmes Shoe Company 508 CONGRESS STREET PORTLAND. MAINE SPORTING GOODS AGENTS FOR THE DRAPER-MAYNARD CO. THE JAMES BAILEY CO. TELEPHONE 5390 264 MIDDLE ST. PORTLAND, ME. Compliments of ATLANTIC HOUSE SCARBORO BEACH, MAINE E. A. QUNNISON CO. Please Patronize Our Advertisers INDIAN MOTORCYCLES Indian and New England Bicycles. Supplies of All Kinds. We repair Bicycles, Motorcycles and Baby Carriages. E. G. 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