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

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L A LESSON IN CITIZENSHIP Ellon bad just conic over from Holland. Sho was very anxious to get acquainted with flic American children and to see wonderful America, about which she had heard so much. It was a bright morning in September when little Ellen started out for her first- day in an American school. How happy she was! How she had dreamed of it in Holland and imagined how nice the girls would be to her! What a good time she thought she would have 1 As she came into the schoolyard, she saw all the girls, with their pretty colored dresses, talking and laughing together. As she drew near, they stopped and stared at her. She went past them into the school¬ room. The teacher came to her and told her she could listen to the lessons today until she understood what she wanted to take besides English. Then she told her she could go out and play with the other girls until school started. So Ellen went out.happily and walked towards a group of girls. As she drew near, the girls pretended not to see her and walked away whispering among them¬ selves. She heard one of thorn say, as she passed, “See what funny shoes she wears. We don’t want her with us. She would be sure to disgrace us.” Ellen felt a big lump in her throat. She turned away from the girls and started for 1 lie schoolroom. Oh, how she wished she was hack in dear old Holland, where every¬ one was always kind to strangers! How glad siie would be when school was over! Then she heard the bell ring and saw all the children flocking into the school- house, so she followed the rest, and when she was inside the teacher showed her a seat beside a pretty girl with brown curls. She was so pretty that Ellen smiled at her. When she saw Ellen looking at her, she turned her head the other way and whis¬ pered something to the girl on the other side, who giggled. Ellen felt the lump in her throat again and this time her eye¬ lashes were wet, but she tried to hide them. The forenoon passed and noon came. Ellen tried to eat some of the lunch which her mother had put up so carefully for her, but the food seemed to stick in her throat. Finally the afternoon bell rang and Ellen listened carefully to the lessons. Suddenly she looked out of the window and was surprised to see that the sky was black in the west with thunder heads and the wind was whistling through the trees. She turned her attention to the lesson again, but she could not keep her mind on it. The thunder rumbled in the distance. Then it came nearer and the rain fell in torrents. The thunder increased until it

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Ul’TII HARMON Rufus Clul Work (3. 1); Physical Kriucalinn (3); dice Cluli Cl). “Rufus is so shy and retiring that you would hardly know she was around, but she is right there when work is to be done. We are glad she chose our class to graduate with. HILDA HARMON Oakic Club Work (2. 3); dice Club 3); Basketball (1, 2. 3. 4) : Captain (4) : Class Play (4) : Senior Drama M): Public Speaking (4): Vice-Presi¬ dent of Class (4) , Banquet Committee (4). When Hilda leaves us this year, both basket¬ ball teams will suffer a severe loss. Hilda doesn ' t believe in getting all stewed up over trifling matters, but when on the basketball floor, she is quicker than a weasel, playing hard and acculately. However, she doesn ' t appre¬ ciate being called a “hick” by a visiting team. “Clam diggers” is so much more modern and delicate, eh, what. Hilda? ANNA KENNISTON Anna, after having globe-trotted for three years, at last settled down with us to graduate. We can ' t publish her statistics on account of the number of schools she has attended, but during this year we have come to know her as a jolly, companionable girl.

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14 THE FOUR CORXERS was a continuous roar and the flashes of lightning were blinding. Suddenly there was a ferritic crash and the sound of splintering wood. Ellen heard the screams of the children as parts of the building fell and burst into flames. Every¬ body rushed for the door and the passage was soon blocked with terrified children. Xo one knew how it happened, but everyone listened as a commanding voice, with n foreign accent, said, “bine up ! ' ? The children felt themselves being pushed into line and then they marched out. As Ellen watched the last one. the girl with the brown curls, go by her into the open, there was a crocking and. before she could move, a large piece of burning wood came crashing down, and Ellen was pinned beneath it. When she awoke, she saw her teacher standing beside her with a large hunch of roses in her arms. ‘■Oh. dev is pretty 1” Ellen murmured. Her teacher smiled down at her. “The ■children sent you these. she said. “They were so ashamed when you were taken to the hospital from the fire that they haven ' t felt right since. Every day they have in¬ quired about you and asked when they will be able to see yon. You were so brave at the tire that it has taught them a lesson that they will not forget soon ' “You rink dev vill like meT Ellen queried. “Why, they all like you now, Ellen, and they are so sorry for the way thev treated you. Will you forgive them ' f The happy tears rolled down Ellens checks. “Course, i’ll forgive deni ! ’ she an¬ swered. “I so glad I eonie to dis America!” A. E. F., ’33. THE SPELL OF THE CARIBEES A moon like a great red lantern hung motionless in the purple sky as tin gray yacht. Coral, slid through the still Hahn mu wa t ors. By the lee rail stood two figures side by side. A voice, that of a girl, rose soft and low like a sigh on the tropical night. “Oh. Daddy! It ' s so lovely, so gorgeous! I hadn ' t dreamed it was like this! Another voice answered. It was that of a man. “Because yon were young then and were used to such dreary surroundings ' “Daddy, why is it this Mack ' Del- monte has so much power over yon? lie seems to have you right under his fingers. “Anlell. dear girl, lest you should for¬ get. yon must take all of these splendid nights and enjoy them, for we know not what is to come. With these words lie left her. Anlell had already entered the land of thought. She recalled the little island be¬ tween Hairi and Cuba. She recalled her childhood there. Martin Drummond, her father, had been .lack Dclmonte ' s partner in those days. Together they owned the pineapple plantation that nearly covered the island. Even then, Del monte had been the more important partner, though much younger, and with every passing year her father ' s interest waned. Anlell also re¬ called the time when her father had re¬ linquished the captaincy of the yacht in favor of Del monte. Then, when she was fourteen years of age. she was sent away to school in Massa¬ chusetts. What had happened afterwards at the island Ardell had no way of know¬ ing. But now she would soon know, for she wa is going hack there, after four years of fashionable school that had seen her blossom from a tow-headed girl into a brown-haired young woman.