Sedgwick High School - Comet Yearbook (Sedgwick, ME)

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THE comm- 17 seemed that they had been traveling for hours, when Turner was startled by the familiar call, VVho goes there? VVith a cry of relief he dropped into the trench-saved from almost certain death, by a dog. -E. B., '32. SCHOOL JOKES Miss McKenney treading a theme i11 Englishj: How do you spell 'at- te11tio11 ' ? ' P. Byard: Darnfino. Miss MeKenney: Do you spell it a-t-t-e-n-c-h-i-o-n? S? it if Miss McKenney: Mr, Oarter, who were the Dissenters? Mr. Carter: They were the daugh- ters of Queen Elizabeth. PX: SF :XS Miss McKenney: Byard, spell ' exquisite '. ' ' Byard: E-X-q-u-i-s-i-t-e. ' ' Miss McKenney: Why didn 't you spell it that way on your paper? Byard: I didn't have my book open then. 36 SF S? Mr. Langley Qin com. civicsj : Oe- cil, what is an ordinance? Cecil: I never seen one of them things before. SG S9 SK: Miss McKenney asked if it was ever necessary to tell a lie? Calvin: It tells you in the Bible that you shouldn't lie. Miss McKenney: Do you believe everything in the Bible? Calvin: Yes. Miss McKenney: Do you believe that Jonah swallowed the whale? Cecil Cto Mr. Langley? : What be- came of the garden of Eden? Mr. Langley: Do you know? Cecil: Yes, it disappeared. FX4 Pl? SF Miss McKenney fin Englishj : Black, you are on a crowded street car and your arms are full of bundles and a young lady enters. What would you do? Black: Get up and put the bundles in my seat. Pk PX: ll? Miss McKenney: Mr. Harper, what is the difference between an an- tidote and an anecdote? O. Harper: An anecdote is a druggist and an antidote is a medi- eine. 2311 S? :Kr Mr. Langley fin chem.j: Carter, what do you get if you melt butter? Carter Cinnocentlybz Water. PX: SF it Mr. Langley Qcom. civicsj: Wom- en like red. Leon: 'tis that a sign of danger? Mr. Langley: That would be for you, probably. :Ks SF :XG Mr. Langley fto Leonb: What is the white of an egg? Leon: It's the yellow part, isn't it.

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16 THE coME'r cut off their advance, and the mad- dened warriors were behind them. Just as the first of the pursuers was emerging from the bushes, Wa- bun caught up his love, and retreating a few steps, made a run and leaped over the edge of the precipice. Down, down they went, clasped by a love stronger than the mightiest tiger, yea, even stronger than love of life itself. Now the Indian, even when aroused to his highest point of anger, has a keen sense of bravery, courage and true devotion. Thus, while watching the death descent of the lovers, a new legend was added to their already lo11g list--the legend of Loverls Leap. -E. B., '32, BLINDED IN NSO-MAN'S LAND At the call of stand to, which meant to change sentries, Harold Turner crept from his dug-out. His comrades were already at their posts. He joined them, shivering as the cold, damp air stung through his clothes. For awhile only the low whispers of the sentries broke the stillness of the night. But suddenly there came the zip-zip of German machine-gun bullets as they sped on their way a few inches over the heads of the sen- tries. Turner kept well below the para- pet. He did not want a stray bullet to place his name on the death roll as it had so many of his comrades. A half hour passed, and with it the rain, but not the machine guns of the enemy. They kept up a continuous fire, knowing that attempts would be made to repair the breach in the barb wire entanglements made during the day by the heavy artillery of the en- emy. The captain was more than anxious to repair the breach. A suspicious massing of the troops opposite the position occupied by Turner's divis-A ion and an unusually heavy bom- bardment led him to believe that an attack was in progress. Turner, cried the captain, si- le11ce that gun, we can never risk to fix that breach with that firing going on. At this Turner began to pour bullets at the enemy from his own machine gun, but succeeded only in striking sparks from his protection plates. The situation was becoming serious, so taking several bombs, he quickly went over the top of the trench, determined to silence that gun. Unable to walk upright, he crawled across No-Man's Land. He walked up close to the enemy's post and dropped a couple of bombs in their trench. The firing ceased. He turned to retrace his steps when, crash! a shell burst close by him. Stunned and blinded, he was hurled many yards by the force of the explosion. When he again regained his senses, he realized the danger of his position. Blind in No-man's Land! In which direction were his own trenches? VVas it day or night? If he moved, and it was daylight, he would be shot down at once. Suddenly something touched his body. It was Jack, a fox terrier, the company's mascot. Here was a chance to get back. Taking a rope from his pocket, he tied it around the dog's neck, he held the other end in his hands, and or- dered the dog to go back. The dog started at once for his company. It

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18 THE COMET Mr. Langley tto Proctor Byardj: Are you a democrat? Proctor: Yes Mr. Langley: Why? Proctor: Because father was al- ways a democrat, so I don't see any reason why I shouldn't be. SF Pl? PX: Pat fbusiness managerj: Do you know anything about Shakespeare's works ? ' ' Mike tapplying for editor's jobj: No, I can't say as I do know any- thing about Shakespeare's works, but I was in the soap works once, for six months. :XS Pl? :XC It is odd that it is the day that breaks, though it is the night that falls. 'Ki 19 PKG It has been truly spoken, a treasure is not always a friend, but a friend is always a treasure. :Ks 46 fl? Mr. Langley fin chemj: Elmer, what do you know about hydrogen peroxide? E. Black: Nothing Mr. Langley: What do you know, Lloyd? Lloyd: Not much more. Pk 'Ki Pl? Teacher: It gives me great pleas-- ure to give you ninety in this test. Student: Ch, give me 100, and have a real good time. FX1 S? if Secretary: There's a lady to see you. Boss: Tell her I am engaged. Secretary: So she said, and she wants to know why you didn't show up at the wedding yesterday. Little Mary one day suddenly dis- covered her pulse and, running to her mother, exclaimed: Ch, mama, look! I've got hiccoughs in my wrist!'f 9? SF FK' . Mr. Langley tin chem.j : What is HCH? Cwaterj Gray: Hydrogen dioxide, NCCC- CH 3? Pl? BK: Mr. Langley tin Englishj: Cecil, how did you write this theme? Cecil: With a pencil. SF Pl? FK: R. Carter: A chicken, please. Grocer: Do you want a pullet? R. Carter Cdisgustedlyj : Don't be silly, my good man. I want to car- ry it. SF :Xi it Teacher: Mr. Simmons, twho was supposed to be a poetj how many days are there in a month? Mr. Simmons twho answered in rhymej : Thirty hath September, all the rest I can 't remember. The calen- dar hangs on the wall. Why bother me about this at all? :Xi FXS PX4 Farmer Hooper: What did you give your horse when he had the colic? Farmer Gray: Turpentine. Farmer Hooper fa little laterj: Your prescription was no good. My horse died. Farmer Gray: Mine did, too. :Xl SF Sk Byard tto Simmons, starting for the brookj : Where are you going? Simmons: Cut to see my grand- father. -H. G., '32.