Strong High School - Mussul Unsquit Yearbook (Strong, ME)

Text from Pages 1 - 52 of the 1923 volume:

Dedication IVC dcdicavfc tlzbis, the second issue of our Y school fmpcr, to 1110 gona' jvcofvlc' of Strong, 'witlzy our SiII'CL'I'L' Ilzfllzlcs for fhcir supjvort of our :school and c'05pcra1i0n in school 0L'fiT'ff1.CS. TABLE OF CONTENTS DEDICATION . . .. . . . EDITORIALS Our Thanks ................. . . . What 's Wrong with Strong? . . . . . . As Ye Sow ................ . . . Don't be lndispensible .... . . . CLASS or 1923 .......... ... LITERARY The Killer, J. Percy Sample ............... . .. Grandma's Diamond Rings, Hilda Johnson . . . . . . Sand, Arlene McCleary .................... . . . All is Well that Ends Well, George Fletcher . . . . . . The Lost Treasure, Orra Welch ............. Outlaw's Cave, Martha Richard: .............. . . . How Patsey Found His Fortune, Mary Dickey . .. . . . The Fall of the Monarch, Glenclon Brackley . . . . . . Rustlers, Hazel J. Kershner .................. . . . The Loser of the Quarter-Mile, Jasper Foster .... . . . Up from the Gutter, Lulu M. Hui .................... Colorado Pluck, Vivian Hammond .................... Strong High School Orchestra, 1923 Clllustrationj Opposite SCHOOL NOTES .......................................... ATHLETICS .... JOKES ...... . . . Excmmces ALUMNI . . .... .... .................... . . . Catalog of Courses, Strong High School . . . .. Ill IVI l Il' 't Published at the close of each school year by the Students of Strong High School VOLUME II STRONG, MAINE, JUNE, 1923 NUMBER I THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT EDITORIAL BOARD ARLENE R. MCCLEARY, '23 Editor-in-Chief J. VIOLA SAMPLE, '24 Assistant Editor R. LUCILLE BRACKLEY, '23 Alumni Editor GEORGE FLETCHER, '24 Athletic Editor GLENDON BRACKLEY, '24 Exchange Editor LULU M. HUFF, '25 Sophomore Editor MYRTIE L. BRACKLEY, 126 Freshman Editor THELMA G. RICHARDS, '23 Art Editor J. PERCY SAMPLE, '23 Bttnness Manager RICHARD H. BELL, '24 Assistant Manager I EDITORIALS OUR THANKS N an editorial last year we called your attention to the conditions here at the school and earnestly sought your support that they might be changed. These condi- tions have now been changed and we, as a school, wish to thank you citizens of Strong for your interest and support. The extra room means better health to us all, better working conditions, and greater efiiciency in every way. Too much thanks cannot be given to Mr. Brackley and those who worked with him for the work which they did and the man- ner in which it was done, or to Mr. Phillips who was largely responsible for the in- stallation of electric lights through his gift of the fixtures. The High school room was increased by 360 sq. ft. of floor space. A new class- room and laboratory was finished on the third fioor, both large, well lighted rooms. By eliminating considerable unused space in the primary room on the first floor a new room was added which has been used with success for the sub-primary. These changes, thought by some to be unnecessary, have been justified this past year. The increased attendance in the High school this year was nine, making a total of sixty-eight students. In the year 1919-20 there were but thirty. These fig- ures show plainly the rapid growth of the school and the building, as now arranged, should be large enough for several years. We also wish to extend our thanks to the people of Strong for the many ways in which they have helped make our school activities successful. WHAT 's WRONG wlTH STRONG? HY be so sure anything is? Just because a few people appoint them- selves to the offices of gloom dispensers and from their throne in the back of some store tell us that the town has gone to ruin and then proceed to tell us how to run every- thing from the national government to the family fiivver does not mean that the old town is actually hopeless. Why worry about them anyway? If they had anything useful to do they wouldn't have time to notice all our faults. Strong is no different than any other small town in Maine. It has its ups and downs, its good qualities and its bad, though its good qualities great outnumber its bad. One of these good qualities is its industries. Few towns of its size in the state can boast of as many extensive industries as can Strong. Each of these contributes toward the welfare of the town by providing em- ployment. There is little need of any per- son who will give an honest day's work going long without employment. Other industries could prosper here as well as these for there are still many undeveloped opportunities. Not only industrially but agriculturally does Strong stand well to the 4 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT front. Franklin county ranks as one of the leading agricultural counties in the state and the farms of Strong will suffer not at all by comparison. Being a railroad junc- tion point it has transportation facilities not found in many towns, and with the uniformly good roads of the county the problems of transportation are greatly lessened. Think what the town would be without these things. True, there may be many things about Strong we do not approve of, or that would be better if changed, but kicking will not change them. A better plan is for each to see that he does what he can to remedy these conditions and make it a better and a bigger town. Any community is what its people make it, so let 's get together and boost Strong, remembering that it is our home town and a good one. Let 's all see what we can do to make it better. AS YE sow S ye sow, so also shall ye reap. In other words, you get out of life just exactly what you put into it. Try to bluff your way through life and even your friends will desert you. Neglect and abuse your body and you will pay for it with a short and unhealthy life. Get a reputation as a liar, and you will not be believed when you tell the truth. Cheat in school and you will in business. But, on the other hand, cultivate a sound mind in a sound body, learn to do your work well, honor your fel- low men, be square, cultivate the friend- ship of those who will be a help to you, and a successful life filled with happiness and prosperity will be yours, with that greatest of all blessings, the respect and trust of all who know you. ...iii DON'T BE INDISPENSABLEN OW and then we come across the man or woman who has such a good idea of themselves that they forget that there are several million other mortals on this earth, which in itself is a mighty in- significant pebble in the universe. This condition is most noticeable between the ages of fourteen and twenty. Usually such people have considerable real ability but it is applied in the wrong direction-inward instead of outward. When you feel that the world could not get along without you just remember that it has for a few million years. Your ideas may be good,- but so may the other fellow's. Have character enough to not hate another because you cannot always have your own way. Some- where there is someone who is just as smart as you, mentally and physically, though per- haps he isn't making quite so much noise about it. Don 't be indispensable. Some day, while you are watching your chest ex- pand, the rest of the crowd will go off and leave you. sf' CLASS OF 1923 Arlene Ruth McCleary Minerva Bolder in Professor Pepp L-lj, Class Valedic- torian. I,ook and see the one who gets A's on her rank card. ller favorite study is l.atin, I do believe. She is a very bashful young lady and has nothing to do with the boys, for they are a bother to her. One might call her a Study Rug for she goes steadily on to the end of the day. Thelma Gertrude Richards - Thelma Ann Salutatory, Art Editor 135 HJ. Mrs. Clarendon in Miss Topsy 'I'urvy , Olga Stopski in Professor Pepp , Preliminary Speaking LIU HJ. Thelma, you might think to be arrogant, but ah no! Just take a peek at the picture and you can judge for yourselves that she 's just the sort of a girl that likes feddysl although her tirst year at lf. H. S. was spent with Ramey John Percy Sample- Pious, Pert Presentation of Gifts, Assistant Business Manager of lllussul L'ns41uit 135, Business Manager HJ, Preliminary Speaking Q31 Q-lj, Final Speaking LBJ 1,-U, Baseball QU QBJ LIU Q-ll, Captain Q-U, Basketball, Captain llast of season! till, the Professor himself in the Senior Drama. Professor Pepp Percy is well liked by all. He has always been willing to help the teachers and his class. Also to help promote the general welfare of the school and furnish entertainment for all. His greatest fault is that he likes the girls and some better than others. NVith the K. H. S. girls he was a favorite and heart- breaker l?J. Percy must have a great career ahead of him for we are sure it is not behind him. Hazel Jane Kershner Preliminary Speaking Q23 LIU 145. Final Speaking L21 CU 145, Class llistorian t-U. Hazel jane hails from Depot Street and has been a member of our class all through our course. She is a nice looking girl and shows a quiet and industrious nature. A great future must lie in store for Hazel as she has succeeded in going ahead of the school in the preliminary speaking for three years. She is also taking vocal lessons and some day she will be singing in the large opera houses in the distant cities. Another gift of l-lazel's is her good memory and on this account we are fearful of what she may bring to light concerning our past deeds. STRONG HIGH SCHOOL Rebecca Marion Rounds - Rabbi, Betts t'lass vlll't'llSlll'l'l' H55 145. tiaroline Kay in Professor Pepp 145, L'lass Prophet. 'l'his little ntisehiexous-eyed miss is destined to become a school-iua'am and we wonder if she will allow her pupils to fol- low her goutl behavior in school: Sl5lllCillil'lH tells us she will not. She has a faculty of looking very innocent when accused and she writes wonderful little poems which are of course unseen by the teacher. :Xs she is our class prophet we are rather anxious about what she vvill reveal for our futures, but we hope for the best. Edwin Willis Goodwin -- Eddie lissay. llaseball 135 145, Preliminary Speaking 145, President of Athletic Association 145. Orchestra 145, Howard Green in Professor Pepp 145. liddie is a very playful and tlirtatious young.: gentleman, He is of medium height. has light hair and blue eyes. His favorite exclamation is, l5on't spoil my part. lfrnm this you will have guessed that he is xery particular about his personal appearance. Most of his time is spent either in the company of Thelma or cleaning the Grange Hall. He is very interested in machinery, especially inotorcyele engines, Fords and cornets. Rena Lucille Brackley -- Ceilie, Reddy tilass President 1545 145, t'lass XVill 145, Betty Gardner in t' l'rot'essor l'epp 145, Preliminary Speaking 135 145, tieilie is the baby of our Class in every way but brains. ller brain is much better developed than a baby's. She is short, fat, has red hair and blue eyes. Her favorite pastitnc is riding horse- back and driving liuicksn. ller great atubition is to be an actress. blary Elizabeth Dickey - Nlary l.atin Course, Class Secretary 135 145. Petunia Muggins in Professor Pepp 145. Jxlilltlllgll Mary dues not live in New Vineyard, yet she spends il great part ot' her time there. lYe are told the attraction is a Harker . During the latter part of a school day Mary furnishes entertainment for those present, consisting of music similar to that heard in a hen house. CLASS OF 1923, STRONG HIGH SCHOOL Bernard Alonzo Kennedy - Lem Oration, Peddler Benson in Professor Pepp t-U, Pres liminary Speaking HJ, Baseball till. Manager and player Basket- ball tiij, Manager of Baseball KU. l.em is a very quiet, studious boy who never was known to bother the girls. He is six feet tall, has light hair and blue eyes and a very pleasant grin. Although he is light haired he is far from being light-headed lie is a very remarkable boy, but girls, don't set your caps for him because he is bashful. His only ambition is to be a farmer, although he doesn't want it gen' erally known. i Blanche Vivian Lisherness - Blanche Vice President of Senior Class, Address to lhidergradnates, Preliminary Speaking 1-lj, Vivian llrew in Senior Play, Pro- fessor Pepp just take one look at her picture and you will know that she is pretty, sweet, studious and quiet, but not always, for Blanche enjoys a good time as well as anybody and is very fond of danc- ing and other sports. She hails from a farm in South Strong and we have an idea that she likes there, too, lVe all suspect she 'll make a charming teacher after she attends Normal, anyway, her pupils will be sure to adore her. Florice Louise Johnson - Fudge Fudge must be the Flapperu of our class. Her affec- tions are very changeable, although her heart usually rests in Farmington. Needless to say she is fond of dances, and zfvry, 1'f'ry fond of Peanuts . As we see Fudge now, her French bob is done up and she has adopted Paris' latest styles. if THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 9 1715, I' 4 X9 THE KILLER HE day was clear and bright, not a cloud was in the sky. It was just the time of year when all mankind gets uneasy and nature is preparing for a long sleep. There was a cabin in the center of the clearing completely surrounded by the heavy forest of the great northwest. A man was seen coming out of the forest fol- lowed by a large dog. As the man ap- proached the cabin he was seen to adjust a heavy pack which was on his baek. He also had some supplies on the toboggan which he was hauling. He was a young man about twenty-five or six years old. He had a good muscular hgure and would weigh about one hundred and seventy pounds. His hair was almost black, he had clear gray eyes that, when he was looking at anyone seemed to look right through them to their inner souls. On the whole he was a very good looking young man. As he neared the cabin he was seen to hitch his revolver within nearer reach of his hand. After satisfying himself that the way was clear he approached and entered the cabin, the dog following at his heels. Every little while he went to the cabin door and looked out. After doing this sev-- eral times he came back, sat down beside his dog and talked to him. XVell, Boyar, I wonder what the lady would say to last night's work. Three years ago she told me I wasn't good for anything and that I had better go some- where and live with the savages who were nearer my level than she was. I've made a name but maybe not a very good one. They call me 'The Killer'-some name, eh? VVell, I've earned it! Two fellows last night but it wasnt my fault. They both died with a gun in each hand. The law will not touch me for getting rid of a couple of bad men. Two and four make six, doesn't it, lloyar? I don't think I've forgotten my schooling yet. l wonder what the lady would Six killin's to my name and more coming. NVell, good-night, old fellow. and keep a close watchin l'Vith this command to the dog he went to his bunk and laid down. The dog curled up in front of the fire-place, with his eyes roving between the door and his master. Meanwhile at the Fort the population was all excited about the recent visit of The Killer. But the people did not offer to go get him Hlld bring him to justice. The next morning the mail arrived and with it on the sled was a young woman, who gave her name as Helen VVright. She appeared to be about twenty-three or four. She was of medium height with dark hair and eyes. Her eyes had a hopeless ex- pression as though she had been hunting for someone and had given it up. She asked to be directed to the hotel. 10 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT Three months went by and the woman was still at the Fort but she was being tor- mented by a man called Big jim, who was a big bully. He was always asking her to marry him but she did not want him. She was only staying at the Fort because she had become interested in The Killer, whom she had heard so much about, and, then again, she was hoping against hope that her dream might be realized. A week or so later she was down town and she heard the cry, 'The Killer' is coming! All the people rushed out to meet him except Big Jim. Helen decided to stay and see The Killer. As he neared she was struck with the familiarity of his iig- ure. As he came up through the street he greeted everyone with a cheery Howdy. Helen was standing in the crowd as The Killer approached. He was greeted by all the people. He doesn't look much like a killer as he stoops to pat his dog, thought Helen. When he looked up he looked straight into Helen's eyes. He jumped back with a strange cry and Helen rushed out to him and cried, ' jim MacDonald, what are you doing way up here? Jim was not stirred up a might after he got over his first surprise. Helen, he said, you drove me up here and I 've made a name for myself. Yes, a pretty name you 've made, Jim! You asked me once if I 'd marry you! Ask me again! Jim's eyes snapped with the remembrance of the time when he was refused. His reply was cold as steel. Helen, would you be willing to live the rest of your life here? I leave in two days for the woods againg if you want to come I'll take you! Jim! jim! Think what you are asking me. To leave my life behind, to go into the woods with you. Jim, I love you and I 'd do almost anything for you but oh, I can 'tl I can 't! You have two days in which to think it over. With that Jim turned and strode toward the fort. When Helen got over her surprise she called after Jim but he did not hear her. She then walked over to one of her woman friends and told her she felt sick and that she would like some water. After she had drunk the water she said, Dear old jim, of course I'll be ready, in two days, to go with you, but first I will find out what you are good for. With that she went to her her boarding house. Big Jim had been standing close by and he motioned to three half breeds who were lurking in the outskirts of the crowd. Did you see that? Well, she 'll never go to him as long as Big jim is alive. And, boys, I've a plan that I think will work out slick. You be ready at sunrise tomorrow with teams, and get the best dogs you can find in the settlement. He then went direct to Helen and told her that Jim had to leave immediately for one of the settler's cabins and he wanted her to let Big Jim conduct her to the cabin. Helen got ready at once and Big Jim led the way. The cabin that Jim led her to was situated on the very outskirts of the settlement. As Helen entered it she was seized by the three half breeds, whom Big Jim had told to come there, and bound. Now, my pretty hussy, we will see who you are going into the woods with, Jim or myself, and as he spoke Big Jim caught her and threw her into one of the bunks. He then turned to the half breeds, and said, Get the dogs and sled out front as quick as you can. The Indians departed to do their bidding. Big Jim then proceeded to get Helen ready for a long, cold ride, so he said, Ah, my dear, when your Jim learns of this, won't he feel fine? Meanwhile Jim had decided to go call on Helen and tell her that he was willing to leave the North for a while, but every year they would come back for a month or two. When he arrived at the house and learned THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 11 of Helen's departure he immediately knew what was up and set out. As he neared the Fort he saw the dog team and the half breeds start out. He ran and caught up or tried to, but they saw him coniing and set out at a brisk run. He shot one of the half breeds but the others got away and he trailed them to the cabin where he found Helen unconscious from a blow on the head. Hjiin, he told me if he could.n't have me you wouldn't, and he hit me on the head and would have killed me but the Indians told him you were coming up the trail and if he wanted to live he 'd better hurry up. Jim, I hate that man. I wish he were dead ! Don't worry, he 's mine. just as soon as you are all right I'll go get him. I'm all right. Go get him, Jim, and I'll stay with you always. I'll go right down to the Fort and get some dogs and men to go with me and we'l1 trail you. All right, jim said, I'm off. He then bade her good-bye as all true lovers should, and struck out on Big jim's trail. Helen went direct to the Fort and got :1 good dog team. She then went to the saloon and told the men that 'The Killer had gone after Big jim. 'The Killer' after Big Jim? God, that will be some light! I have dogs and 1,111 looking for three or four men who will be willing to go with me to the end of the trail, or go till we lind them. Two half breeds immediately stepped out, followed later by four men from the Fort. All right, Helen's voice was steady, I ,ll give you twenty minutes to get ready. The men were ready in ten minutes and they struck out on the trail of The Kill- er and Big jim. The Killer was gaining :East on Big Jim and as he entered a forest of fir trees, Helen and the men came from another for- est from which he had just come. He pro- ceeded with great caution. When he rounded a curve in the trail he was con- fronted by the two Indians, who immedi- ately opened fire. The Killer was hit, but he kept up, and killed the two Indians. Big jim then jumped on him. He had the advantage as The Killer was on his knees. The knife tore a large hole in The Kil1er's side but he did not give up. He called all his will power. Heaving Big jim from him he drew his revolver and shot Big jim through the head as he got to his feet. The Killer fell on his face in a swoon. Helen heard the shots just as she entered the forestg she ran ahead of the men. When she rounded the turn in the trail she saw the two Indians and Big jim lying almost side by sideg a little farther on was The Killerf, She rushed to him and saw that he was the men to hurry. turned him over. She alive and she called to When they arrived they loaded him onto a sled and took him to his cabin where Helen nursed him back to life. One day when Helen Post she found one of the young ladies from the Fort with jim and they were talk- ing in low tones, but when she entered they stopped and the young lady left without looking at Helen. That night Helen decided to know the truth. So after she read to jim a while she laid her book aside, turned to him and asked, jim, are you married? No, but I'm going to be. Then I can he of no more use to you here so I will go home.', What! go home? I couldnlt get mar- ried if you left! xr But n returned from the 'fHelen, there was a hungry look in Jim's eyes, didn't you tell me if I killed Big jim you would go anywhere with me? We will get married, go home and every year we will spend a month in my big woods. There were tears in Helen's eyes as she went to jim's outstretched arms. J. Percy Sample, '23. I2 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT GRANDMA'S DIAMOND RINGS H KNOW Aunt Julia will think my things terribly old-fashioned, moth- er, said Louise Eccles, as she stood by the trunk which her mother was packing. Just look at these old shoes. When I remember the splendid clothes Reta brought here last summer I feel almost ashamed of my poor little outfit. Everything you have is well enough made and suited toyour age, my dear, said Mrs. Eccles. I do not approve of silks, satins and jewelry for young girls, they are better off without them. If you are to start on your trip with a heart full of vanity and envy, I think you had better give it up at once. Oh, I'd rather go with only the dress I have on than not go at all! exclaimed Louiseg but I can 't help liking nice things, mother, and I do wish you would let me take your watch. I would be very careful of it, and it would be such a com- fort to me. Mrs. Eccles hesitated. I would like to please you, she said, and though I think young girls of your age appear better with- out jewelry of any kind, I will let you take the watch if you will promise me not to ask to keep it after your return home. I would 110t want to wear it here on the farm, mother. I will return it to you the day I get back, cried Louise, delighted. She followed her mother downstairs to the large bedroom that opened off the kitchen. In one corner was a high, old- fashioned bureau, with brass knobs. Mrs. Eccles took down a key which hung on a nail just over the bureau and unlocked the top drawer. It was filled with keepsakes of every sort. At one end of the drawer was a small cedar box, which when opened, showed four compartments, lined with faded lavender satin, and containing a heavy gold watch, a link-chain and locket, three diamond rings, and a big brooch, in which was the picture of a handsome old lady with white hair. Louise had a great liking for finery of every kind, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at the jewelry. She took up the three rings and slipped them on two of the fingers of her left hand. I wonder if Grandma Sheldon wore these every day? she said, thinking how very becoming diamonds were to the hands. Very likely, answered Mrs. Eccles. to work the way I do. She never had Her husband was a rich man, and she had It would be absurd for plenty of servants. me to wear them, however. H They will be they, mother? Yes, I suppose sog but the day is a long way oif, my dear. Now, Louise, take the watch, and put back those rings, for I must go. I have too much to do to waste time here. With a deep sigh Louise drew the rings from her fingers, and put them back in the cedar box. I wish - she began but was interrupted by the opening of the door and the appearance of her father. Come here a minute, wife, he said. There is someone out here I want you to see. Mrs. Eccles closed the drawer, without stopping to lock it, went into the kitchen followed a few minutes later by Louise, who had stayed to look once more at Grandma Sheldon's jewelry, for it was not often she had a chance. The kitchen was a large room with four windows, through which the November sunshine streamed broadly, and by one of them, sitting on the edge of a chair, was a boy of apparently fourteen years of age, whose sunken cheeks, hollow eyes and ragged clothes told of hunger, want and neglect. Mr. Eccles found him under the hay in the barn. He told them he had left the city a week before and could not find work. They decided to keep him, he seemed like a nice boy. The boy's delight when he learned that he was to stay was very plain to be seen. mine some day, won t THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 13 The tears rose to his eyes as he thanked the kind farmer. He was given something to eat and then the farmer showed him to a room that had been occupied for several years by a nephew who had recently died. There jerry was treated to a warm bath and given a suit of clothes which had once belonged to Bob who was the nephew. t' He don't look like the same boy, said Mrs. Eccles to Louise. You won't know him when you get back from your aunt's he'll be so fat and healthy. Louise started early the next morning, kissed her mother good-bye and drove away by her father's side, well wrapped up in shawls and buffalo robes, for the weather was very cold and the ride was a long one. Louise looked out of the car window and watched her father as he crossed the rail- way track to where his wagon stood wait- ing. He's just the best father! she thought. I know he does not like the idea of my going away, but he would not say a word against it, because he knows how dis- appointed I would be. As if I would ever get too hue to help mother! But I do wish I had some handsome clothes. Reta will think my best dress hardly good enough for every day. But she can 't laugh at niy jewelry -- that 's handsome enough, any- way, and it 's all the more handsome for being old. She opened a little bag she carried and looked in, a satisfied smile on her face. The six weeks passed quickly for Louise to whom the city was a great novelty. It was nearly Christmas when Louise saw her home again and had never before realized how dear it was to her. VVhen she inquired for jerry her mother told her that he was not there any more. VVe sent him away. VVhy, what did he do? asked Louise. HI hardly like to tell you--I know it will be such a shock to youf' said Mrs. Eccles. I was fixing the top drawer of the bureau and discovered that the three diamond rings were gone! Louise sank into the first chair she came to, her face pale and horror-stricken. You-you-thought jerry- she gasped. There was no room for doubt, my dear. I will never see my diamonds again- Yes, yes-you will! cried Louise. W'ill you ever forgive me? And it was all my vanity-my wretched vanity! I' Louise, what do you mean ? cried Mrs. Eccles. That I took the rings, mother! Oh, mother, don't look like that! I did not mean to do wrong-I didn't indeed. Louise wept bitter tears that night. Her vanity had cost poor Jerry dear. It was a hard task to tell her story over again to her father. They tried to find Jerry but the winter passed and spring came with no sign of him. But one rainy, cold night Mr. Eccles and his wife were sitting by the tire, when a low tap sounded on the door and into the room, wet, ragged, stepped jerry. I came back, he said, 'I for I thought per- haps you had found those diamond rings. Of course Jerry's dark days of poverty were over. But Louise never forgot the lesson she had learned, and never again felt any desire to wear Grandma Sheldon's diamond rings. Hilda Jolzusou, '25. SAND T was a hot, sultry evening in the month of August, the sun had long ago gone to rest behind the horizon. Far away the distant rumble of thunder could be heard, and in the sky above lightning darted hither and thither in an alarming manner. Upon this dark, wild night Harvey Clark alone to l1is troubled thoughts, rode his cowpony around and around the restless herd of Texas long horns. He was troubled not so much by the storm or the uneasiness of the cattle, but by a dull, heart-rending pain. This night his longed for bride, Polly Anderson, had gone across the prairie to pay a farewell call to a friend, 14 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT and she had been accompanied by an old friend of her father's, Sir John Crowley. Harvey knew Crowley was in love with Polly, and that she had already been be- trothed to him by her father. She had no love for him, instead she dearly loved Clark, but what could she do against the iron will of her father? He would not per- mit her to marry Clark because he said he had no sand and at his best he was nothing but a common cowpuncher, while Sir John was a rich Englishman with a title and could give her all she wished. Day after tomorrow was to be the wedding day on which Polly would become Lady Crow- ley, hence Clark's despondency. He vowed he could show old man Anderson and that simpering Englishman that he had sand even though he were a mere cowpuncher, if he had the time and the opportunity. But with the wedding only two days away how could he save Polly from what both he and she knew would be an unhappy marriage? He realized that cowpunchers came in very handy sometimes, but what was there that one could do at this late hour? It must already be nearly midnight and there would be only one day more. Suddenly he was roused from his sad meditations by a sharp flash of lightning and a splitting, rending crash of thunder. Looking about him he saw that the night had grown darker, the storm nearer and more fierce 3 the cattle were greatly ex- cited and uneasy, milling around the center of the herd. Clark realized that if they could not be immediately calmed, there would be a deathly stampede for things in its path, and he knew that if this herd of rangy Texas steers should once take fright nothing on earth could stop their flight. At that instant a big white-faced steer broke away from the rest of the herd, and started on a rapid gallop across the plain. A sharp flash of lightning revealed the steer and the other cattle of the herd who were following his example, now headed on a terrible stampede. With terror Harvey saw that he was directly in their path and they were rushing straight at him. Spurring his terrified mustang he rode for his life for he knew that it depended upon the ability of his broncho to keep ahead of that mass of seething, bellowing cattle. The herd was thoroughly fright- ened by this time, and the thundering of their hoofs was deafening. On they came with heads lowered and on sped Clark and his pony, which was rapidly losing ground before the on rushing herd. Two miles were covered, nearer and nearer came the mad cattle, each bound of their feet lessen- ing the chance for life of the man and horse. The storm had abated somewhat and the sky had cleared enough for the moon to peep forth from its cradle high up in the western sky, and view the race for life between the horse and its rider and the frenzied cattle. Harvey glanced back through the moon- light and was able to see plainly the dark, bobbing shapes. In that moment he knew that his horse could never carry him out of reach of those wicked, trampling hoofs. What did it matter anyway? What did he care if he did not ever reach the ranch house? It did not matter, no, far better that he should leap from the saddle and give his mustang a fair race for life. Accordingly he swung his feet clear of the stirrups and was about to jump when he saw through the shadowy night a sight which made his blood run cold. There on the plain, standing alone beside her fallen horse, he beheld Polly, and far in the distance Sir John was riding for his life, while his future wife faced the stam- pede alone. Clark pulled his mustang to a sudden halt causing the beast to slide sev- eral feet on its haunches. Quickly he sprang down to the ground and lifted the sobbing Polly to the mustang's back, he himself turning to face death from the fierce, on-charging steers. Polly, frightened as she was, refused to move from the spot and jumping to the ground, gave the mustang a resounding THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 15 slap, and he vanished into the distance. On and on came the crazy steers, their eyes bloodshot and bulging, their horns crashing, now they were almost upon the man and girl. Not much longer would they have to face death for it was rushing to meet them with the speed of an express train. Suddenly an idea came to the frenzied and frantic Harvey: seizing hold of the sweater he wore, he wrenched it off and waving it wildly in front of hin1 and at the same time swinging his other arm, took a last stand for the safety of himself and the girl he loved. Could he avert the course of that on-rushing mass? L- It seemed impossible. -- Was it imagination or was the leader directing his charge a little to the left? -1 Yes-he was, he was-but was it too late for the leader to turn those wild steers crazed with fright and excite- ment? With a sudden swerve the leaders changed their course and then hundreds upon hundreds of charging cattle thundered past, scarcely six feet away from the terri- fied man and girl, leaving in who had expected a terrible those furious, trampling hoofs. Steadying the half-fainting Polly, Clark staggered forth in the direction of the An- derson ranch. They had gone but a short distance when they were met by Polly's father, who, having heard Sir j'ohn's story of the stampede and according to this story the sudden disappearance of Polly, was nearly frantic with anxiety and had set out with an extra mount in search of her. safety, they death from Clasping his daughter in his arms, he grasped Harvey's hand and in an unsteady voice exclaimed, My boy, I take back my former hasty words and say that you have more than 'sand,' you have an invincible courage even in the face of death itself. He put Polly on his own horse and climb- ing up behind her bade Clark to mount the other one and accompany them home. In reply to their inquiry of Sir John, he would say little, but stated that he had left the ranch and would never return. So Polly instead of marrying a title married the man she loved and never in the years that followed regretted her choice. Arlene Mcfflvary, '23. ALL IS WELL THAT ENDS WELL RANK REDMAN was a senior at Pine Grove Academy, which was in the town of Milton, Mass. He had come there almost four years before. These years had been the happiest of his life, al- though he had worked hard while there. Both his parents had died when he was but ten years old. He had managed to get through the Grammar school and was working his way through Pine Grove Academy. Frank's two hobbies were playing base- ball and a cornet. He was a star at both, being the greatest catcher that ever donned a catcher's mitt at Pine Grove, and playing cornet in the Academy orchestra. He also liked to dance, especially with Evelyn Brown, whose father was the president, and a large stockholder in the silk mill there in Milton. She was also a senior at Pine Grove, and perhaps it was because of Evelyn that Frank had considered them the happiest years of his life. She had liked Frank from the first. Frank was not the only one who admired Evelyn. There were several others, one of them was Henry Walton, whose father owned a large de- partment store and was president of the Milton Trust Co. Henry was also quite a ball player, playing second base for the Academy team. He was rather disagree- able at times and had expressed his opinion of Frank, when the latter had been elected captain of the baseball team for the coming season. Henry bragged on his base run- ning. He was speedy, but Frank had never played against him, therefore couldn 't show him where he might be a little wrong. Many men on opposing teams had tried to steal second on Frank when he was in a crouched position, but his quick snap throw taught them not to try it again. 16 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT The Pine Grove team was very successful that season, winning eighteen of the twenty scheduled games. Frank, however, felt quite blue after circling the bases for a home run, scoring two men ahead of him and winning the commencement day game from their old rivals, Milford Seminary, for he knew that it would be the last time he would step behind the plate for dear old Pine Grove. Next year if everything went well he would be at Harvard. Frank's sister had come to see him play his last great game for Pine Grove and to attend the commencement exercises, whiih were to be held in the assembly hall that evening. He had never told Evelyn much about his sister, and had not told her that she was going to be there on this particular occasion. He noticed, however, that Eve- lyn did not come out to the players' bench when he was picking up his things and con- gratulate him on his good playing as she generally did. Henry had told all the fel- lows and girls that Frank had an old friend of his coming to the commencement exer- She was rather provoked for she liked Frank more than she was willing to admit. Several times that evening at the recep- tion dance, Frank had started over where she was to engage a dance, but she saw him coming and made some excuses to her friends and went to the other side of the hall. Frank was very uneasy and wanted to see Evelyn before leaving for Boston next day, where he was going to work that summer. cises and Evelyn had believed him. So the next morning before leaving he wrote her a letter telling her how sorry he was that he had been unable to see her the night before, as he had wanted to ask her something and to introduce his sister to her. He also wrote the address of the firm he was going to work for and asked her to write to him. Being in a hurry he put the letter in the pocket of an old blue coat he had on while packing his trunk, and later thought that he mailed it but dropped a blank envelope in the box instead of the letter. So the time went by and Frank never heard from the letter. He was too proud to write again. He played the same great game of ball at Harvard that he had played at Pine Grove. He saw Henry Walton during a series of three games between Harvard and Yale, Henry being at Yale. He did not succeed in getting Henry at second although he reached there both times he tried, on wild pitches. So Frank put in three years at Harvard. When the great world's war broke out, he enlisted and here as every- where else he won friends and was dis- charged at the end of the war with the rank of Captain. When Frank arrived home he found a vast fortune awaiting him. His mother's only brother whom they had supposed was killed in an avalanche in British Columbia, had made a million dollars, only to be stricken with typhoid fever and die. He left this fortune to his only living relatives, Frank and his sister. So Frank went to Harvard for another year, one year without having to work him- self to death. Harvard had a wonderful team that year, only losing one game of their scheduled twenty-Eve. Frank still liked to play his cornet, and played in the college band and orchestra. The ball team that year was a musical one. Nearly every one of them played some musical instru- ment. Frank had a plan in his mind and called the members of the team together one evening, before commencement, and told them of his plan. It was to tour Massachusetts playing ball three times a week and playing for a dance in every town in which they played ball. Frank agreed to furnish two seven-passenger touring cars and a truck. Everybody thought this would be great sport so a schedule was arranged and the halls were engaged. Frank did not THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 17 leave out Milton on his schedule, as they generally had a fast team there. Frank had not heard a word from Eve- lyn for six years. It seemed an eternity to him. The tour was proving very successful and at last they arrived in Milton. The town had not changed very much as Frank could see, and as he saw the familiar scenes of his happy prep. school days he had hard work to keep from shouting with joy. Milton had a strong team that year. Henry Walton had secured a bunch of col- lege stars, and Frank could see as they tossed the ball around in practice, that it would be a battle royal. The crowd clidn't seem to recognize Frank until the game had begun, and Frank crouched behind the plate and made one of his quick snap throws to second. It went up and down the bleachers, who was catch- ing for the opposing team, and he received a great ovation. The game proved to be a pitcher's battle between the Tourists', as they called them- selves, pitching ace, Allen a southpaw, and Milton's star pitcher, Dalton, a former Yale star. The first half of the ninth inning opened with the score nothing all around. The first two men for the Tourists could do nothing with Dalton's slants. Frank was up next. He was rather dis- gusted with l1is team, as they could not seem to hit Dalton, while he had made two two-baggers on his two previous trips to the plate, only to die there. There was blood in Frank's eyes as he stepped to the plate this time. A college coached ball player generally lets the first ball go by when batting to look it over as they say that a batter is too anxious and would probably only foul it. Frank had not been an exception to the rule the first two times, and he noticed that Dalton generally put the first one right over, to everyone. Dal- to11 unsuspectingly put the first one right in the groove, for Frank. Frank stepped right into it and it sailed over the fence for a homer. Milton gave the Tourists a scare in their half of the ninth, The first man up doubled and the next one drove a liner toward third. Frank thought that it was labeled for three sacks, but the Tourists' third baseman, who was playing deep, made a wonderful stab, and caught it in one hand, threw it to sec- ond, completing a double play. Walton re- ceived a free walk. Frank knew that he would try to steal second, and although he might have let him go, as a weak hitter was up, he decided to show him once and for all how easy it was to catch him stealing. Frank signalled for an out pitch. Allen was on, and the ball came like a streak. Frank never moved in his tracks, but snapped the ball to second. The second baseman had the ball waiting for Walton, who looked pretty sheepish as he walked back to the bench. The game was over and won. As Frank was leaving the field he almost bumped into Evelyn Brown. Why, Evelyn, he said, I thought I was never going to see you again. Well, I didn't suppose it would make much difference to you if you didn't. You certainly played a wonderful game this afternoon, Frank. Hang the game. Say, Evelyn, why didn't you answer that letter I wrote to you the day after graduation P I didn't receive any letter. 4' That 's funny, said Frank, I certainly mailed it. Oh! by the way, are you going to the dance tonight? We certainly have got some swell orchestra, but I think they could do without nie if you say so. Probably that little friend of yours you had to the graduation would have some- thing to say about that. NrVhy, Evelyn, that was my sister and I wanted so much to introduce her to you. VVas it! I think I will go to the dance. That 's fine. I'll call and get you at eight, and we will take a little Spill before the dance. I've got an important question 18 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT that 's been waiting for some time. I'll see you at eight then. Good-bye. Good-bye. The Tourists had to do without the serv- ices of their star cornet player that night. The important question was answered to the satisfaction of all concerned, and after a successful season the Tourists' Orchestra played for a wedding reception for their vanquished leader. George Fletcher, '24. THE Losi' TREASURE O come, Gladys, it will do you a world of good, so said five young girls. It was agreed they should call for her at four o'clock the next morning. Four o'clock found six young girls leav- ing Pleasantdale for the week-end. They were to go to the top of Stanley Hill to enjoy the view by sunrise. The car sped on and on through the still, dark roads, the trees casting weird shadows all around them. Once out in the open road with no cottages near they started to sing and glory in being young and living. Gladys joined in the merry-making and class day songs. As the girls started Gladys' heart grew sad, but she would not let the girls know it. She put on a bold front and joined in too. At last they came to the foot of Stanley Hill and they all got out of the car, for the hill was too steep, and the girls would have to walk to the top. They carried their breakfast with them to be eaten at sunrise. Up they went through winding paths, in and out amongst the trees, and around the birds were beginning to Hit to and fro chirping with the dawn. The grass was wet with dew, the brooks went merrily on their way splashing along over the little pebbles. They would just get to the top in time to see the sunrise. just ahead of them could be seen a clearing, a few more steps and out came the six girls to see the sur- rounding towns before they were all astir with humanity. It was well worth the long climb, for the girls had never seen any- thing so lovely. It grew lighter and lighter and what a changeg in the east of the heavens slowly rose the sun, a great ball of fire, which as it came higher and higher changed slowly to a lovely gold ball. The girls all stood there spell-boundg they could not say what they felt, for they could find no words. All around everything came to life, all the birds, squirrels and rabbits hur- rying to and fro. After a while the girls all sat down in silence to eat their breakfast for they de- cided to walk around the woods and see what each girl could find real pretty in flowers or anything. They all went in different directions, each girl her own way. Gladys was glad to be left alone for a while for it seemed as though her heart would break. She wandered around and finding a nice shade tree sat down to rest and think. Two years ago she was so happy gradu- ating from college with honors, but mostly because her engagement to jack Spaulding, also a graduate, was to be announced the following week. Gladys Johnson was a girl to be loved by all who saw her, sweet and pure, with hair like gold and eyes of blue, she was always happy even though she was sad as now, there was always a sweet smile for everybody. Jack was a noble boy, a son of very re- fined, well-to-do parents. Gladys and Jack began their friendship at the first year in college which gradually ripened into something deeper than that. The last few weeks of school were indeed busy ones, everybody with his or her part in the class day exercises. Gladys had gone to the mountain to rest and was unaware that anyone was near her, when she heard a voice say, You know I love you dearly, but I am by honor bound to another though it will break my heart. Not wishing to hear what was not meant for her ears, she arose and glancing in the direction from where the voice came, she sank back silently to the ground for there was Jack talking thus so earnestly to THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 19 another. Gladys remained in the same spot long after the others had gone, wishing she could die, right then, her heart was broken. She returned to the dormitory a changed girl resolving not to say anything to ,Tack but to avoid meeting or talking with him. The girls all noticed it but none of them said anything to herg she no longer joined the girls in fun. Immediately after graduation she left for home. Three days later with her parents she went abroad to see different places of interest but really hoping she would forget her love for one who proved so false. Here she was sitting under the same tree that must also heard those words that caused so much heartache. Jack noticed that Gladys avoided meeting him, but he was so busy with rehearsals that he could not manage to speak to her and learn what had happened. As soon as he could after the exercises he hurried to Gladys but she was gone. Didn't she leave me some sort of message F' he asked the girls. But there was no message for him. Jack was terribly hurt by this action of l1is darling's. He determined to go to her as soon as he got home. He wrote to her, telling he was coming to see l1er, but his letter came back. Imagine his surprise when on going to her home he was told that Gladys with her parents had sailed abroad two days before. He resolved to find her and learn what had happened to cause her to act so towards hi1n. His heart was broken. He sailed on the very next steamer, hoping to see her somewhere. He looked everywhere but all in vain. After spending a year abroad he took up his practice of law. His parents were sur- prised to think the girl they were to call daughter should go without leaving one word to the boy they idolized. During the following year he made a great success at law and would some day be one of the best lawyers. But he was not happy, for he could find no trace of his loved one. Meanwhile Gladys had traveled every- where trying to interest herself in all the sights and forget. But day by day she grew thinner and paler and very seldom did she join in social gayeties. They remained abroad for a year and a half and then re- turned home. Her parents wanted to call jack to account for his supposed falseness but Gladys would not hear of it. She re- mained quietly at home, drooping visibly day by day. Her classmates tried their best to get her to join them on many of their trips but in vain. It was a surprise to them when Gladys accepted this invitation. The same day Jack with a few of his classmates started on a trip and came once more to visit the place they all enjoyed when attending the college. jack said he was going to climb to the top of the hill and see if he could find any lost treasure amongst the trees and rocks, or perhaps he might find some gold. They all laughingly wished him luck and Jack started. Many times he had walked up this same hill with Gladys by his side, planning so much for the future, but what did the future hold for him now? He could see nothing to bright- en his life, without his beloved. And so he walked with thoughts of Gladys and mem- ories of the different places where they used to sit and plan. He was tired before he reached the top and thought he would sit beneath the big tree yonder and rest. He was lost in thought and so did not see any- one there until he came to the tree and saw the one he had looked for so long. Gladys ! Jack ! They were in each other's arms, all thoughts of the past forgotten in that one moment of joy. Then Jack said, Gladys, tell me what happened. Why have you hidden yourself from me all this time? Then came the explanations of all she heard and how she felt about the words she heard him say to another. jack explained to her the meaning of those words she over- heard, and told her how he had followed her everywhere in hopes of finding her, but all in vain. 20 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT After all explanations, two happier people could not be found elsewhere. For all their suffering their love was all the more precious. They were unconscious of the time until they saw Gladys' and Jack's friends coming in opposite directions in search of the lost ones. It certainly was a wonderful reunion, classmates and loved ones. Jack would not go any further on his trip but would go to Gladys' home. Gladys did not go any further and as her friends did not want to go without her, there was a party of twelve returned to Pleasantdale that night. Jack later told his friends that he indeed had found the lost treasure he went to look for little thinking that he would find the precious one he unconsciously lost two sad years ago. Gladys looked up to Marjorie and ex- plained to her how she had wronged her, thinking she had won Jack's affections by being with him that day on the hill when they were rehearsing their part in the drama. Two better friends could not be found anywhere after that. Each summer they made a trip to that memorable Stanley Hill adjoining Stanley College, which had unknowingly caused so much sadness and gladness to Gladys John- son and Jack Spaulding, now Mr. and Mrs. Jack Spaulding. Orra Welch, '24. 0UTLAW'S CAVE EG was riding along an old woods- road, one bright June morning, comfortably seated on Julius, her horse, and wondering about the story her father had told her the night before, while they sat at the supper table, and trying to decide whether or not that story had anything to do with his trip to the village today. Julius was picking his own way and when Meg came to her senses she suddenly thought that this was the road that led to Out- law's Cave, as she called it, where,,when a small girl, she used to play she was leader of a band of outlaws. She had not visited this cave since she had been going east to school, and as she had nothing better to do, determined to go there, this morning. So tightening her grip on the reins she started Julius on a trot. Meg's real name was Marjorie Barrotte, only child of William Barrotte, known to the public as Clover-Seed Bill. Her mother died when she was a small child, and ever since she could remember she had lived with her father and Topsy, the cook, in a. cute little cottage not far from the Ranco at Wild Rose Ranch, until three years ago when she had been sent east for an educa- tion. She had come home the day before, and that night at supper her father had told her the story she had begged for so long, about her mother, which seemed to her more like a fairy tale than a true story. In the olden days, there had lived, in the nearby town, a beautiful girl named Margie Gardner. She was the town belle, loved by many, and liked by all. Also in the town there were two young men, William Barrotte and Robert Blaine, friends yet rivals. Both liked the girl. After a long time Willie won Margie's love, and they lived at Wild Rose Ranch, until she died. Robert never forgave William for this. He ran away and no one heard from him for years, then he showed up as a leader of an outlaw party, which made more or less trouble for the village people, especially Barrotte. Then he again disappeared. No one had heard from him since. Meg was thinking of this story when she neared the cave. She jumped off her horse and taking from the saddle pocket a flash- light, entered Outlaw's Cave . Julius al- ways waited whenever left alone until Meg returned. She went into the cave. Here she saw an old spoon and there part of a broken dish half buried in the dirt. She went to the end of the cave, finding everything looking the same, with the exception of a few natural changes. THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 21 She moved the rock, under which the out- law box had been kept, wl1ich contained all of the stolen possessions, glass beads, shells, colored and odd shaped rocks. She opened the box, but instead of seeing those childish treasures she saw watches, beads, rings and many similiar things. VVhat did this mean? Vlfas sl1e dream- ing? She pinched herself to make sure she was not, then tried to think. Her father's story came back to her. VVas there a con- nection? There was. Probably Bob Blaine and his gang were at it again. She decided to replace everything, go back to the ranch and appear as if nothing had happened, un- til her father returned that night. It would be best to tell him about it for Blaine might be hatching mischief against her father. She replaced the box, returned to the open again and mounting Julius, started home. They were just eating dinner when she reached the ranch, so with an invitation she stayed. That afternoon Meg assisted Topsyls work about the cottage as well as the raneo. ller father did not return that night, but she decided that his business had delayed him and he would come the next day. The next day came but Clover-Seed Bill did not. Meg was not the only one that was worried, for Conrad Dixon, assistant boss of the ranch, sent two of the boys to the village to find out what they could. That night he had a long talk with Meg. He told her that Blaine and his gang were at work again. Detectives were on their track, un- successfully so far. Possibly l1er father was in their hands. Meg. thinking that some one ought to know, told Conrad of what she had found in Outlaw's Cave the day before. Conrad felt certain tl1is had something to do with it as there had recently been a train robbery in a neighboring town. The boys returned from town with the following news: Clover-Seed Bill after starting home the night before had been captured by Blaine's crew. No one knew where he had been taken. There had been another train robbery that night. Dixon, Meg and some others started for Outlaw's Cave, while Dixon sent one of the fellows to town to bring the detective along. Once on the woods road the trail of the Outlaw's was easily picked up. This they followed which led straight to the cave. Dixon and the boys went into the cave but Meg, seeing where someone had scrambled up the bank close by, followed these tracks, which led into thicker woods. She followed these tracks only a little way when she saw, stretched on the ground before her, a hn- man form. Instantly she recognized him as Pete Milton, one of the ranch boys. Quick- ly she ran to him. He was unconscious. She saw where he had been shot in the arm. VVhat could she do? As she was trying to think, his eyelids liickered and rose. He lay still a moment then seeing Meg, started to talk. Removing her bandanna from around her throat she tore it into strips and bound the wounded arm. He told her his story, how Clover-Seed ljill had been taken by the outlaws and he had tried to help him get away. ln the at- tempt he had been shot in the arm. He had followed them to the care and having seen them enter, had scrambled up the bank to await their return. during which tin1e he had sprained his ankle and could go no farther. He sat down to rest, which was the last he could remember. just as he finished Meg put her hnger to her lips to order silence. Together they looked in the direction she pointed. They saw coming from behind a large rock sever- al men, apparently the outlaws. XVith Megs assistance, Milton tried to walk. After some time they reached the rock, back of which was a second entrance to Outlaws Cave, forme1'ly unknown to Meg. They disappeared into the gloomy darkness. Feeling their way as best they could, they progressed, slow but sure. Then they 22 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT heard voices, there was Dixon talking, and there was Clover-Seed Bill, too. More swiftly now they went, stumbling over the darkness itself. Around a turn they came upon a crowd of men standing around a lantern, all talking at once. The sudden appearance of Meg and Milton startled them, and all stopped talking. Then Meg told how she had found Mil- ton, and how they had found the cave. Instantly, the town sheriff and his help- ers set out from the cave, the way Meg and Milton had come. Clover-Seed Bill was there in the cave, he had been there since the night before, when captured, safely guarded so there had been no hope of escape. He had overheard the outlaws talk- ing. They had planned to starve him to death or shoot him if he attempted escape. He had been deciding which would be the better way to die when Dixon had arrived, followed by the sheriff. The outlaws hav- ing fled around the turn, had escaped. Three days later the excitement had all calmed down to talk. Blaine's gang had been captured. Clover-Seed Bill and Meg were not bothered with them any more. Five years later Clover-Seed Bill told his little granddaughter, Margie Dixon, of how her mother's childhood outlaw dreams came true. M artha Richards, '25, HOW PATSEY FOUND HIS FORTUNE HERE was a great commotion in the Killikelly cabin that morning. There always was for that matter, for they made up the jolliest crowd of Irish children you ever saw, and the little cabin was much too small to accommodate either' crowd or noise. But the laughings and shoutings were so much louder than usual, that if you had been there you would surely have asked what it was all about. No one need to stay in doubt long upon any matter in Ternseag for news traveled quickly in this little village. It was just simply this. The Killikellys were going to America. Poor little Patsey was happier than all the rest of the family put together. But Patsey had reason to be glad, for as he was a cripple who had never been able to go far from home, the prospect of being carried more than two thousand miles in a big steamer was more than delight to him. Patsey had read more than the rest about that wonderful land, and the more he read about it the more curiosity and increasing joy came to him. Why Meriky was where they had Indians, and gave away land to poor people, and had paper money. CThey have only silver, gold, and copper money in Ireland.j This he had learned while studying about America. They were to sail in about a week, and the little Killikellys were the busiest little people you ever saw. They bade all their schoolmates good-bye, helped to carry the small furniture to the neighbors who had bought itg gave away their toys, Cthey were not much, but they were very dear to themj, that their playmates might have something to remember them by. As they were starting over the field to the sta- tion one bright morning, a lark high up in the sky sang them a cheery farewell song as they tramped away together. Patsey carried in one hand a little leather satchel which knocked against his crutch as he hobbled along. Little Mike offered to carry it for him, asking, with great wonder in his big blue eyes: Phwat's in it anyway? Oh! somethin' foine-yez'll be sure to lose it if I lets yez carry it. Oi can take it all roight. All their kindly entreaties were in vain. Patsey would neither allow it to be out of his sight one minute, or tell them what was in it. Even when the pangs of seasickness overtook him, on the third day out from Liverpool, the satchel lay beneath his pillow. THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 23 All the Killikellys declared they had never seen Patsy so happy. He hobbled around the deck, and talked with the sailors, who had a cheery word for the lad. He amused the children and had a kindly word for all whom he met. It was because of his very kindness and good nature that his misfortune overtook him. His mother was ill nearly all the time, so Patsey took it upon himself to care for the baby, a blue-eyed midget of a boy about two years old. He was sitting witl1 the baby on his lap, and as the child threatened to cry, had given him a precious article, the little leather satchel, to play with. As he turned to answer a question of one of the older children, Baby took an opportunity to throw the little black bag over the railing of the deck, and Patseyls frightened eyes just caught a glimpse of it before it disap- peared. He made no outcry at first. He was too stunned and miserable. But when he did commence to weep, he cried as if his heart would break. Then he had to tell them all about it: how he had planned that they should all be rich in America, how he had cnt up all his precious books and pictures and packed them away in that leather bag, so as to have plenty of paper money in America, into that strange land to which they were going. They consoled him, sailors and all, as best they might, and then left him, for he just refused to be comforted. Mean- while Baby toddled about laughing at the crying boy. Bye and bye the story had reached every- one's ears about the ship. They told the cabin passengers about it, too, and everybody tried to give a little something. There were crisp paper live- dollar and ten-dollar bills, and even silver and copper were changed i11to paper money for poor Patsey. It was all packed in an- the other black leather satchel, one of ladies had given, because it resembled the the lost one, and then they all followed captain when he went to present the lost satchel's relative to the crying boy. Patsey was sitting upon a coil of ropes looking steadily over the water when they approached. His cheeks were 'wet with recent tears. The captain didn't make much of a speech or anything of the sort. He only told Patsey how sorry they were for him: how careless babies they didn't know any better, and that per- were because all, about the haps it didr1't matter after satchel falling overboard because the paper had to be stamped in a certain way, as postage stamps were in Ireland, before it could be used. He said that they had found some of that right kind of paper all stamped among the passengers of the ship and had packed it in a satchel like his former one, which they wanted him to keep with their best wishes. VVhen Patsey opened the bag with trem- bling hngers and saw all the curious green and brown money, he c0uldn't say one word, but although they told him not to mind about thanks, his eyes said, 'I Thank youf' much plainer than words could ever express it. So he was ricl1, after all, and when they got to New York there was enough money to set Patsey up in business, and now, over a little store, in a big thoroughfare, one may read the sign of Patrick Killikelly, Newspapers and Confectionery. Mary Dickey, '23, THE FALL OF THE MONARCH HE sun hung low on the horizon, and the tall pines of the forest cast long shadows on the snow. Slowly it disap- peared from view and drew with it the last rays of daylight, as though it were loath to leave them behind. The shadows of the giant trees took on more fantastic and weird shapes and, as the last rays of light faded away, they blended into a single mass of darkness, cold and quiet as death. Soon the round red moon transformed this chaos of darkness into a fairyland. Higher and higher it rose until its silvery light made the snow gleam and sparkle like 24 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT a myriad of jewels. The stillness was brok- en by the rending cry of the screech owl, and the twigs crackled here and there as a rabbit scuttled to a safer place of hiding, and all was still again. Far from the distance came the dismal howl of the wolf in full chase. Nearer and nearer it came, piercing the stillness of the night, and soon a large white buck ap- peared. Monarch of the wilds for years now he was to feel the vengance of the law of that vast wilderness. He crashed on, en- cumbered by his ponderous weight in the deep snow. His breath came short, and at every exhalation bloody froth fell from his mouth onto the snow. A few yards behind came his relentless pursuers, the wolvesg barking, howling and hissing as they rapidly gained on their prey, showing their fangs in a horrible laugh as though they realized the utter helplessness of the monarch. The buck suddenly came to a ledge and turned to make a last stand against these rapacious Hesh-eating cowards that dared to attack only in overwhelming numbers. He waited with lowered horns for the howling pack but had not long to wait for the big grey leader shot like a catapult for the throat. Feeble as he was the buck gave one fierce sweep of his horns and the wolf was Hung back. Then a rush, and a dozen, twenty, took up the attack and with each taste of blood the pack became more and more a ferocious howling mass. The mon- arch fought desperately with horns and hoofs. He beat and thrashed at his assail- ants, but with the loss of blood his life was ebbing fast away. Weaker and weaker be- came his blows. Then, as if in one last ef- fort, his head went high into the air hurling the grey bodies from him and he stood be- fore them the proud monarch that he was, as if in defiance. For a second and only a second, they seemed to slink away and then with a last mad rush they were upon him. The moon hid its face behind a passing cloud just as the pack closed in. The cloud passed. Where the monarch of the wilds had stood a lone straggler stopped to lap a well gnawed bone, he then threw back his head and called to his mate, a long, weird, dismal howl, and he too was gone. All was stillness again. Only the trampled, bloody snow and a few scattered bones was left to mark the scene of the tragedy of the wilds. Glendon Bfackley, 124. RUSTLERS ETER SPOFFORD was a young man of over six feet in height and he was the owner of a great western ranch. His days were spent in the saddle, they were long, tiresome days, but Peter was used to them. He had been in the saddle several days in succession with only a few hours rest. He was rugged and made for the life he ledg he was quick witted at all times. One day when he was riding on the far end of his ranch, he saw the tracks of cat- tle and horses. A suspicion arose in his mind. What was the meaning of those tracks? His cattle hadn't been herded over at this end for over two months and they had wandered clear down there, be- sides the tracks were all going away instead of towards his corral. That night when he returned to his ranch-house there was one of his men waiting for him. He reported that twenty of their best cattle were miss- ing. Peter told the messenger that he should take an extra man back with him and that they should keep watch by the cor- ral. Peter was mystified but he was on the safe side. After dismissing the man he turned in. For several days after he heard nothing from the lost cattle. One day a neighboring ranchman called and asked if Peter had seen anything of some of his cat- tle. Peter immediately asked him the same question. They were both surprised and perplexed. Later in the day they both re- THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 25 ceived news that other ranchmen had lost cattle and horses. Some men from each ranch were sent out in quest of the cattle. They followed the freshest tracks, which led them to a place in the mountainsg after that the tracks were obliterated by a recent rain. They thought they would investigate and be pre- pared to follow them another time. After they had gone through the pass they found a corral, therefore they proceeded very carefully and quietly. At the farther end of the corral were two or three cattle. They looked exhausted and the brand on their sides were obliterated by more recent branding. The men thought they were some of their cattle all right so a guard was set back at the pass and three men went forward to find the shelter of the men. They found it beyond the Corral. There were two horses tethered in front of the cabin, which denoted that there were at least two men at home, the others probably had driven the cattle on before they were discovered. Peter's men wondered which way they would return. They attacked the cabin and t'covered the two men, who were very busily playing cards at a table in the room. In the farther corner were some bunks indicating that this was also their sleeping quarters. The men, taken by surprise, easily surrendered themselves into the hands of their captors. They were both Mexicans and they would tell nothing to Peter's men. The Mexicans' hands were secured behind them, they were told to mount their horses. The captives' horses were tied together and led by one man while the others followed. When they reached the pass they were warned that someone was coming. Con-- cealing themselves hurriedly and as well as they could, they hadn't long to wait, for soon horses appeared through the pass. They were instantly surrounded and cap- tured. The man who was evidently their leader, was jim Twain, a Mexican like the rest of his gang. They had some very good horses and their saddles and bridlcs were the best and most beautiful of Mexi- can styles. They evidently had been steal- ing cattle for some time, and were getting rich out of it. The ranchmen after disarm- ing them set a guard about them and started on their way toward home. Several of the Mexicans tried to break and get away but they were pursued and recap- tured, while one fellow was killed in the attempt to get away. He was bound to his saddle and his horse led on. They reached Peter's ranch and Peter looked over the prisoners and sent a messenger to tell the other ranch owners. Within an hour the men from all around the neighborhood were there, all throwing jests and oaths at the captives, making them miserable. After they had tortured the leader to the utmost he told them that the cattle were sold, he handed over the money and pleaded to be saved. But the ranchmen were heart- less to these Mexican brutes. They took them to the cottonwoods not far away and prepared to carry out the rule of the plains, A man who is low enough to steal horses or cattle shall be hanged! i' One after another the men were strung up to die, leaving the leader, jim Twain, until the last. What a terrible thing it was to him to see all of his men and companions hanged like dogs before his eyes and to know that his turn was to come. His turn at last did come and he was strung up with- out mercy. When he was still the ranch- men turned away from the terrible sight. But in their hearts they were glad that they should never be bothered by these men again. Ha-srl J. K crshuvr, '23, 'rl-IE LOSER OF THE QUARTER-MILE S a general thing, Sun Rae lived up to his nickname, but today, as he walked with his chum and room-mate, Jack Townsend, toward the athletic field, one almost wondered why such a title had been 26 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT given him. With his head bowed down and his eyes cast upon the ground, he moved along, like the very picture of gloom. Townsend glanced quizzically at him. Why so glum, ' Sun'? he asked, at last. Don't you know that this is the day of the big field meet here at Blair, and that you 're supposed to win the quarter-mile race before the admiring gaze of the assembled ' mulchitood ' ? Rae smiled, half-heartedly, but said nothing. Townsend stood it as long as he could, and then ventured to put his hand upon his room-mate's shoulder. There 's something wrong, Rae, and you might as well tell me about it, if I can do any- thing -! No, there 's nothing you can do, and perhaps there is really nothing wrong, either: maybe I'm just borrowing trouble. It 's the race that 's worrying me! HIS that all! exclaimed Jack, with a sigh of relief. Why, that 's as good as won: no one else has a show in the quarter unless it is Boxford -, of all the fellows who have big handicaps, there isn't a run- ner in the lot! That is just the trouble 5 to make a good showing on the trackg Coach Whiting has entered every fellow in school who makes a pretense of running, and has given them all big handicaps. As soon as the pistol cracks, they will string out all over the track, and if either Boxford or I want to win, we will have to force a way through, and someone will be hurt. I won't take a chance on injuring some of those younger chaps. Townsend whistled. No, you won't- but Boxford will and then good-bye race! Well, it 's only a school match--what do you care whether you win or lose? Sun smiled. It just happens that john Merrit, the biggest contractor in town, has offered me a position this summer if I win today. He used to be a great runner in his time, and he has the idea that men wlio are successful in athletics at school have the grit and brains that he needs in his business. If I want the job, I 've got to win ! Whew! you are in a boat! responded Jack sympathetically. But cheer up, per- haps some of the youngsters will withdraw and you 'll have a fair race with Boxford after all. I hope so! replied Sun fervently. There 's no use of worrying, anyway, I 'll just have to go in and do the best I can. I 'll do nothing to be ashamed of - whether Merrit hires me or not. If Sun Rae had any hope that some of the younger boys entered in the quarter- mile race against him would withdraw, he was doomed to disappointment, for when he and Boxford lined up at the start - both being on scratch -it was to see fully twenty other contestants ahead of them, each upon the mark that his handicap had given him. Instantly Rae made his resolve, instead of swinging at once into the inside track, he would cut to the outside of the track, for by so doing, he would be able to advance around the struggling runners in- stead of having to force his way through them. Such a course would add many yards to the distance which he had to go, and as it was plain from Boxford's attitude that he intended to stick to the pole, what- ever happened, Sun was giving him just that much advantage. Get ready! Get the starter, and Rae and Boxford flashed off upon the race which was to result in either winning or losing Sun's coveted position. The first of the handicapped men was soon caught and passed, Boxford shoving him roughly out of the way with his elbow, while Rae went by on the outer side. So with the second and third, yet in spite of the extra distance that Sun was traveling, he held even with his opponent. During the race Boxford pushed a small- er boy against Rae with such force that it knocked him overg the result was that Boxford got in first. Rae got the prize for victory because Boxford fouled in knocking the boy over. set! Go! snapped THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 27 Mr. Merrit presented a silver loving cup to be given to the winner or loser who up- held fairness. Coach Whiting gave this cup to Rae. Rae was so overcome with joy that he did not know what to say. He was rescued by Mr. Merrit coming in and saying, Rae, I promised you a certain position if you won today, did I not? Yes, sir! gulped Sun U. But, went on the contractor, K' I 've got a better job for you, where something be- sides 'rough work ' will count. Come in to see about it on, say, June the fifteenth. I'1l be there, sir, smiled the loser of the quarter-mile happily. Joseph Foster, '26. UP FROM THE GUTTER HINE, sir, asked a polite little boot- black as a man passed him, presum- ably on his way to his downtown office. The speaker, a handsome, dark-eyed boy of twelve, whom fate had dropped in the poor section of the city, looked after the retreat- ing figure. Say! he said aloud, A' that fellow is in a mighty big hurry for some reason. Wish to goodness, he continued, t' that somebody had got up late so not to have had time to black their shoes. If things go this way I see where I get a back door hand out for supper. Might as well move, he added as he gathered up his polish and brushes. He passed down the street quite uncon- scious of his surroundings. Suddenly he saw the man whom he had accosted a few minutes before stop and look up at a sign over the door he was passing. The boy also looked up and read the familiar sign, Barnam and Son, Dealers in Real Estate. The younger Mr. Barnam had taken a fancy to jimmy Andrews and often stopped to speak to him or give him a ride in his car, so of course jimmy liked him very much. just then somebody wanted a quick shine and Jimmy was obliged to stop dream- ing and get down to business. It was in the latter part of the afternoon before jimmy had time to think of his friend again. Guess I'll go down to the office now and see if Mr. Bob hasn't some errands I can do, said Jimmy to himself, and away he went. There were no errands to be done but as Mr. Bob was going out to the golf grounds he invited Jimmy to go with him. 'K Well, kid, how is business today? he asked as soon as they were on their way. Not very lively. None at all till half past nine. Think I'll try selling papers. Tliere's more money in that. How would you like to be an office boy? asked Barnam. Great l was the enthusiastic reply. But thenf, he added sadly, what's the use of wishing? Nothing like that will ever happen to me. I'll be a bootblack, newsboy, or something similar till I 'm big enough to do a man's work, then I'll End a job in a mill or something. VVhy not? questioned Barnam. I am needing an oliice boy right now and if you think you 'd like the job I'll hire you. jimmy was too astonished to speak. The ground seemed to have fallen away from his feet and left him sailing around among the clouds. Well, asked Mr. Bob after a long silence, are you going to take the job? Take it! You bet I'll take it! And thank you, Mr. Bob, he added as an after thought. It 's mighty good of you. No, not at all. I had to have an oliice boy and you are the first boy I've seen that I thought would fill the bill. jimmy swelled with pride. He was smart enough to catch a compliment. The next Monday morning he was intro- duced to his new duties. It seemed rather quiet after being out on the streets and perhaps having a fight or two a day. Jimmy had no intention of going back, however. He was now earning a dollar a day and when he was blacking boots for a livelihood he seldom made over sixty cents. 28 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT About two weeks after he became office boy for Barnam and Son, a man came into the office and asked to see the boss . Jimmy knew he had seen that face some- where before. He isn't in yet, said the boy politely. Shut up, you young fool, growled the stranger. What are you doing in this office anyway, a kid like you, he sneered. Meaning I 'm a goat, I suppose, smiled back jimmy. After that the man refused to talk. Mr. Barnam, Senior, came in a few minutes and took the stranger into his private ofiice. jimmy, like other boys of his age, was curious. And besides, he didn't like this man's looks. He crept to the door of Barnam's private ofiice and listened. The men were already deep in conversation. I suppose you have great iniiuence over your fellow associates, said the oily voice of the stranger. I Hatter myself that I have some infiu- ence at least, answered Mr. Barnam. And you will invest in our mine out in Colorado, of course. You will also speak to some of your friends, went on the visitor. 4' Look here, Mr. Black, said Barnam, 'AI must look this mining claim over some before I invest. So his name is Black, said Jimmy under his breath. He certainly looks as though he could live up to his name. I 'm glad, Mr. Black, that Mr. Barnam has sense enough to look at the trap before he steps in it. I think that is all then, said Mr. Black, and Jimmy went back to his post without waiting to hear more. As the man passed out it flashed on Jimmy's mind that this was the man he had seen read the sign about three weeks ago. A week later Mr. Bob started west. He sent Jimmy several pictures and post cards describing his journey. It was apparent that he was mixing pleasure with business. He was away a month. Meanwhile jimmy had not been idle. He was finding out things for himself. When Mr. Black came to find out whether Barnam was going to help finance his scheme or not, he brought a friend with him. To his great surprise and dismay he found himself seized upon by officers of the law and placed under arrest. What does this mean? demanded Mr. Black, putting up a bold front. It means, said the chief of police, that you are arrested for wilful swindfe. We have had our eyes on you for some time, and thanks to this boy, he turned to Jimmy, we have caught you red-handed, also your partner. With that the captives were taken away and punished to the extent of the law. The Real Estate Company could not do enough for Jimmy. They sent him to school and when he reached the age of twenty-one, gave him a partnership in the firm. james Andrews, jr., partner of the Barnam and Son Real Estate firm, hardly recognizes himself as the ragged little boot- black of nine years ago. He that sows shall reap. Lulu Ill. Huff, '25, COLORADO PLUCK HE sun had just set behind the hills leaving the little valley in darkness, as a man, Tom Ranger by name, rode up the well-worn trail to the lonely cabin, which he called home. He was roughly dressed in an old buckskin suit that had evidently seen much hard service. After putting up his horse he went in. Standing his gun in a corner he set about getting supper. Tom Ranger had lived in those hills for a good many years. His wife was dead, but he had a daughter, Ellen, about fifteen years of age. She had been staying with a neighbor for a week but he expected her back either that night or the next day. THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 29 About nine o'clock he went out, saddled a fresh horse, and started for Canon City three miles away. He had been gone scarcely fifteen minutes when five men on horseback came out of the woods a little way up the trail. They moved carefully, yet in a few minutes they were gone, tak- ing with them all of Ranger's horses ex- cept one. This one was Ellen's pony and was kept in the barn. It was not long after this that Ellen re- turned. She said good-bye to her friends at the gate and walked on up to the house alone. As she entered the house she had an impression that something was wrong. She could see nothing, however, so she called it her fancy. As she stood in the open door she heard voices in the corrals. Slipping noiselessly to the fence, she peeped through. On the farther side were the fig- ures of three me11 stooping over a fourth. She said nothing but crouched close to the ground and watched. They picked the in- jured man up and carried him to their horses, which stood a few feet away. After mounting they turned out of the corral and took the trail for town. Ellen, thoroughly frightened, went back to the house. As she entered she became aware of somebody in the farther corner of the room. Something seemed to tell her she was in danger. At that moment a breath of wind from the open window blew out the light. Seizing her chance, Ellen rushed for the ladder that led to the loft. Her feet made no noise on the bare floor. She reached the top just in timeg as she rolled over the edge, a match was struck in the room below. A few minutes later someone else came in and began to talk in low tones with the first man. In a few words he told him that he and his followers had found nothing i11 the corrals or barn, also, that ,lack had fallen from the fence and hurt himself quite badly. The first man, whose name proved to be Pete, said there was nothing in the cabin that he could find. At last they decided they could do no more that night, so, blowing out the light, they went out and closed the door. Ellen came down, waited a few minutes to give them a start, then went out and saddled the one remaining pony. In half an hour she was with her father in Brown's saloon. She asked him to come outside, as she had something to tell him. In a few minutes she told him the story. Then they mounted and started for the hills. The moon was shining when they reached home but it was not light enough for them to see any tracks. They went inside, on the table was a slip of white paper, held in place by the butt of a gun. Ranger went quickly to the table. On the paper was written: Come to my oliice at ten to- morrow. Important. Don't bring any ' Mountain ' friends along with you. Sher- iff Turner. So that was it. They thought he was one of the rustlers or Mountain crowd and here they had taken his horses that very night. The next morning he arose early and fol- lowed the trail far up into the mountains until it became plain to him that the rustlers were taking his horses to their camp. Then he turned and rode back to town. He reached Sheriff Turner's office about 9.45. They had a long talk and Ranger proved that he knew nothing about it. He then told Turner where they were going. Turner immediately sent a gang of men to follow them. Two days later they returned bringing with them the whole outlaw band and a large number of stolen horses. Ranger's good name, which for a time had been doubted, was re-established and Ellen's fame went all over the country. Vivian Hammond, '25. 30 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT O ooo School nl 'I . , AH D 6 .-Vi? ul ul-ul N the early part of the year an orchestra was formed which has met with much success and has been well spoken of at its public appearances, tl1e first of these being at the senior drama and dance, December 8. The purchase of a piano by the High school has given them greater opportunity for re- hearsals as well as being greatly appreci- ated by the school. The members of the orchestra are: Harold Spear Violin Arthur McCle:1ry Violin Eddie Goodwin Cornet Dana Peary Cornet George Fletcher Saxophone Maurice Peary Trombone Lena Gould Piano Randall Vining Base Drum Hugh Allen Traps ON November 24, 1922, the senior class of the Strong High School were royally entertained by the Kingneld seniors at a social and dance at the Kingtield High School. Each of the seniors and some of the juniors took one or two members of il-Q? . u ' ng lk l.lFll.4-'U - lv qs the visiting class to their homes for the night. Before train time the next forenoon the different places of interest around town were visited. On February 23, the night of the junior play, the Kingfield seniors were entertained by Strong. The following day, Saturday, they were taken to West Freeman where an oyster dinner and general good time were enjoyed. TIIE drama, Professor Pepp, was suc- cessfully presented by the senior class at the Strong Grange Hall, December 8, 1922. Music for the drama and the dance which followed was furnished by the school or- chestra. An enthusiastic audience greeted both players and musicians. The cast: Professor Pepp, a nervous wreck J. Percy Sample Mr. C. B. Buttonbuster, a giddy butterfly of 48 Eugene Huff Howard Greene, who changed his name Eddie Goodwin Sim Batty, town constable Glendon Brackley .S .I UXUH H H111 JHJ5 'IU1 'Y?1.I.S1IHJ?1 J fiti THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 31 Noisy Flemming, just out of High school Harold Spear Buster Brown, a vociferous Junior Colon Dyar Peddler Benson, working way through college Bernard Kennedy Pink Hatcher, an athletic Sophomore Guy Burns Betty Gardner, the Professor's ward Lucille Brackley Aunt Minerva Boulder, his housekeeper from Skowhegan Arline McCleary Petunia Muggins, the hired girl Mary Dickey Caroline Kay, the jolly little Freshman Rebecca Rounds Olga Stopki, folk-dancing teacher Thelma Richards Irene Van Hilt, a social leader Blanche Lisherness Kitty Clover, a collector of souvenirs Winnie Hubbard ON November 17 a poverty ball was given by the senior class at the Strong Grange Hall. Music was furnished by Brown's orchestra. Miss Roberta Rowe, District Nurse, was at the school January 12, conducting the physical examination of the students. OWINQ to the increased size of the school it was divided into six divisions for speak- ing. One boy and one girl were chosen from each division. The judges were Mrs. Elizabeth Starbird, Rev. j. L. Pinkerton and Mrs. Wm. Will. The Preliminary Contest was held in the Strong Grange Hall, Thursday evening, April 19. PROGRAMME Music The Soul of the Violin Margarita Merril BLANCHE V. LISHERNEESS The Execution of Andre Henry Peterson HAROLD I. SPEAR A Teamster' at Gettysburg Free S. Bozcfley R. LUCILLE BRACKLEY A Murderer's Confession Edgar Allen Poe BERNARD A. KENNEDY Music VVinning Cup's Race Campbell Rae Brown IRENE V. FITCH True Courage Adapted FRANK E. SPEAR Angel's Wickedness Maria Correlli ORRA M. XVELCH The Battle of Bannockburn Grace Aguilar J. PERCY SAMPLE Music Gwen's Canyon Flowers Adapted HAZEL J. KuRsHN1QR The Last Night of the Misolonghi Edzmin A. Grosvenor GEilRGlZ E. FLETCHER The Last Leaf O. Henry THELMA G. R1cnARns An Appeal to Arms Patrick Henry ORR1s B. RICHARDS The Honor of the Woods Adapted lVlARTHA E, RICHARDS The English Buccaneer Adapted EDWIN W. GooDw1N Music Decision of Judges As a result of the contest Hazel Kershner and J. Percy Sample were chosen to repre- sent the school in the finals held at Phillips Friday, May 11. THE drama, The Village School Ma'am, was presented at the Grange Hall, February 23, 1923, by the junior class, with the following cast of characters: Sylvia Lenox, the village school ma'am VVinnie Hubbard Ida May Allcott, who has had advantages Irene Fitch Mrs. Allcott, her proud mama Orra Welch Elviry Prat, the village dressnmaker limily lllebster Posie, who was born tired J. Viola Sample Dick Elliot, storekeeper and postmaster Harold Spear James Graham, traveling salesman Dana Peary Sam Allcott, who had more than a better half Glendon Brackley Hosea Clegg, who fit for the Union George Fletcher Rev. Mr. Flick, the village parson Vance Hammond Tad, just a boy Richard Bell 32 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT as ATHLETICS as S we had no place in which to play, QPR Farmillgfml H- 5- at F2fmi11gf0n , f. no basketball team was organized Mgy 2 New Sharon H. S. at Strong this year. In baseball we have been May 5 Noflffitlgliw Portland at North New ' l severely handicapped by the oss of the Kingseld at Kingaeld field we had last year. A good athletic , , , May 9 Farmington at Strong field near the school is one of the things we may gewhgygronst 13163 Shagon a Ort ew orta t t need badly. Letters .were awarded last M3519 Weld H. S. at Strgnga 'Ong year to Burns, Spaulding, Brackley, Ken- May 23 Kingiield at Strong nedy, Goodwin, Sample, Peary, Kershner, Weld H' S' at Weld Lawton, Fletcher, Allen and Cook, June 5 gangiey H.kS.I-f1tSStrong - - , une orri gewoc . . at tron The schedule for this year is as follows. June 9 Norridgewock H. S. at Norridiewock t ii i: 37' W f bfi nu I v' .VH if j WK ', iff-' ,Xl ,ufllfil I if ,I JIT. , fl i 'igftn 1' ' 1, 1 .f ..!1jZf'l'.. ' A .-rf 3351! 'ffl V ,qgflllif ' lp 'l Y if ' , A. ,XSL S 3. . vw 6 I S df? Know fi 4' I in 'A Say, Bernard, how do you teach a girl to swim? Easy,- just put your left arm under her waist, take her left hand and gently - Aw, this is my sister. Oh, push her off the wharf. Winnie says Harold is a squealer. How come?? Glendon B.: No, I won't loan you S10.00. You 're honest and all that, but suppose you should die? Colon D.: I wouldn't do a dirty trick like that. Papa, asked the scientific child, what happens when an irresistible force meets an immovable object? 'I don't know, but I would like to know what would happen when a jewish sales- man met a. Scotchman who didn't want to buy anything. Barn for rent.-Apply to Harold Spear. In a composition on early American hE- tory it was discovered that: General Braddock was killed in the Revolutionary War. He had three horses shot under him and a fourth went through his clothes. How WOULD IT SEEM IF: Mary Dickey was not cackling in school? All the girls were present and in their gym. suits on physical training day? Florice Cook and Bri Haines had no gum? THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 33 Rebecca Rounds and Arline McClea1'y should do up their hair? Harold Spear had a sober face? Dick Bell was on time in the morning? History III and IV should march quietly and orderly to the classroom? Tubby Vining should reduce? Charlie Russell should sit still and not ask a question for five' 'whole -minutes? J. Viola Sample had one seat all her own? HEARD IN THE CLASSROOM American Lit. Class Bell: Did Bryant write Gra.y's Elegy? QSame classj Perry: John Alden was private secretary for Captain John Smith. English lil Brackley tries to recite and swallow his candy at the same time. Mr. Huff: Better take time to swallow. Brackley: I did but it didn't all go down the first time. Physics Ill and IV Mr. Parker: Goodwin, where would you place steam radiators in the assembly room? Goodwin: I would put one behind my seat. Biology ll fPassed in in the same quiz.j A parasite is a winged animal like fly or mosquito. Mertamorph Cmetamorpho- sisj am a wing bird with the little white wings underneath. And, in regard to the nervous system of the earthworm fspelling reproducedj: The nervous its begins at the tope of the mouth and from that it gos to the bot- tom of the lorer gore and then gos to the stomechf' Physical Examination Miss Rowe: Who can tell me how we should clean our teeth? Goodwin, from the back seat: With a brush ! In a theme on Whittier, Harold Spear passed in the following: 1' Whittier was born in America once when his parents were abroad. He had many fast friends: but the fastest were Alice and Phoebe Cary. English Ill Mr. Huff: Lambert, when was Irving born?,' fDeep silence.j Mr. Huff: Just a little louder please: I 'm afraid the class didnlt hear. French III Fletcher, translating: -but near him were a pheasant and a fowl. fMais pres de lui etaient un faisan et une perdrix.j Miss Sample: Oh! that is partridge in- stead of fowl. Mr. Huff: Well, isn't a partridge a fowl? Spear, on being asked if the word horse was a noun replied, No. He was in- formed that a horse is a noun with four legs. Who was Martin Luther, Morse? I don't know. Why don't you know? Answer that question correctly and I'll give you A for this recitation. I donft know because I have not studied the lesson. '- a', I 34 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 4322- , M -E -RY AMI, 5 S 45 C ant - ' W-L, ' ,,,,.,..ig- fi HQ I 2-.. 'M UR list this year is very small as we have received so far only two pa- pers : The Laurel Farmington High School A good paper but small for a school the size of F. H. S. The Jester Ellsworth High School A welcome addition to our list. Would suggest more stories and a general enlarge- ment of the paper. We hope to hear from other schools be- fore long as a paper is always welcome and serves to make the school better acquainted and to show what other High schools throughout the state are doing. as ALU CLASS OF 1921 Kathleen Sephora Mitchell, Sophomore at Simmons College, Boston, Mass. Crystal Mae Robbins, Senior at F. S. N. S., Farmington, Maine. Evelyn Myrtle Robbins, telephone opera- tor, Strong, Maine. Walter Lewis Kershner, Strong, Maine. George Roy Norton, Strong, Maine. Nelson Roger Stevens, Strong, Maine. Donald Harvey Will, Strong, Maine. Ray Albert Huff, Strong, Maine. CLASS OF 1m Dorris Myrtle Dickey, Strong, Maine. MNI as Marion Ella Smith fMrs. Raymond Stevensj, Strong, Maine. Georgena Annie Sample, attending F. S. N. S., Farmington, Maine. Grace Margaret Pinkerton, Strong, Maine Melvin Arthur Spaulding, attending Uni- versity of Maine, Orono, Maine. Clarence Bean Huff, undertaking busi- ness, Lewiston, Maine. Floyd Earle Brackley, attending Kent's Hill Seminary, Kent's Hill, Maine. Guy Howard Burns, Strong, Maine. THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 35 Strong High School, Strong, Maine Scientific and College Preparatory courses, with the periods per week for each subject. These courses have been approved by the Superintendent of Public Schools of Maine and by the New England College Entrance Certilicate Board. HE school was founded about 1890. Its first class graduated in 1896 with three members. The total registered at- tendance this year was sixty-seven. It of- fers the following schedule in the English, SCHEDULE OF COURSES COLLEGE PREP. SCIENTIEIC ENGLISH FIRST YEAR FIRST YEAR FIRST YEAR English 5 English English Latin 5 Algebra Algebra Anc. History 5 Anc. History Anc. History Algebra 5 Gen. Science Gen. Science SECOND YEAR sEcoNn YEAR SECOND YEAR English 5 English English French 5 French Agriculture Latin 5 Plane Geom. Plane Geom. Plane Geom. 5 Biology Biology THIRD YEAR THIRD YEAR THIRD YEAR English 5 English English Latin 13845 5 French Commercial French 5 Phys. or Chem. C38r4j Phys. or Chem. f38z4J Med. Sz Modern or Med 8: Modern or 4' Med. Sz Modern or Am. Hist. Sz Civics 5 Am. Hist. 81 Civics Am. Hist. Sz Civics FOURTH YEAR I'oUR'rI-I YEAR FOURTH YEAR English 5 English English 'H' Latin t38z4D 5 Economics Economics H French, Adv. 4 il' Phys. or Chem. C38z4D Phys. or Chem. f38z4j 'H' Solid Geom. 4 'U' Solid Geom. Math. Review 'H' Math. Review 4 M Math. Review NOTE: Courses marked CU to alternateg two classes being combined. Courses marked CHD are optional with other courses similarly marked in the same year. Course in DRAWING to be given as an elective to any qualihed student during either of last three years. Physical Training required of all students: Boys 3 periods per week, girls 2. CHARLES C. PHILLIPS, Principal. CHESTER R. PARKER, Ass-isiant. EUGENE A. HUFF, Assistant. ,4S',f 'n9,' GAS 'L LY 'YW 0 36 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT YOU OWE YOURSELF WHITNLELEQSKNAPP Edgar R. Tnnthakefs Phillips, - - Maine Phillips, Maine The Shaw Business College Courses: BUSINESS, SHORTHAND, TELEGRAPHY, SECRETARIAL AND BURROUGHS' AUTOMATIC POSTING MACHINE 507 1-2 Congress Street, :: Portland, Maine W. RAYMOND DAVIS Nortonls Candy Sm Embalmer and Funeral Director ' ICE CREAM, FRUIT, CANDY Modern Service Auto Hearse and Ambulance BROADWAY FARMINGTON BOTH PHONES FARMINGTON, MAINE THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 37 BARBER SHOP AND POOL ROOM E- G- Ladies' Facial Massage with Dr. Man-shall's Massage Cream DRUGGIST Shampooing Hair Tonic for Sale of All Kinds Strong, Maine GEORGE W. AYGTTE STRONG, - - MAINE KINGSLEY 8: ALLEN DEALERS IN MEATS AND GROCERIES FRUITS, TOBACCO AND CIGARS Musury's Paints Barreled Sunlight Firestone Tires and Tubes STRONG, MAINE McLeary Sc Leighton C L 0 T H I N G MEN'S AND LADIES' FURNISHINGS DRY AND FANCY GOODS HATS CAPS GLOVES HOSIERY SHOES AND RUBBERS TRUNKS BAGS SUIT CASES Strong, - - Maine Telephone 3-3 as THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT m E gI1 E Are You Building or Repairing this Spring IF SO BUY YOUR Pine Clapboards, Sheathing, Inside and Outside Finish Hardwood Flooring, Dimensions Timber and Laths FROM THE C. V. STARBIRD ESTATE Phone 4-23 STRONG, MAINE Strong Wood Turning Company C. H. BRACKLEY, President MANUFACTURERS OF TURNED WOODEN GOODS, HANDLES, KNOBS, PILL BoxEs, SYRINGE CASES, MAILING C sEs, RIBBON AND WIRE SP TAP ND P R STRONG, - - - MAINE When in Want of Green or Canned Apples CARROLL H. BRACKLEY, Strong, Maine CANNED APPLES A SPECIALTY f'me.'mwEfHQfQ,Jm m QW?H2i1mJ THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 39 Good Printing and Moderate rices With Printing as with most other lines of work, the price and quality are in harmonyg low prices mean inferior work. For this reason we cannot talk low prices. Quality counts, and that is what our patrons Want and get at a rea- sonably moderate price. When you vvant anything in our line, come in and let 's talk it over. THE KNOWLTON 8: McLEARY COMPANY 51-53 MAIN STREET FARMINGTON, MAINE RAD 0 BOOKS Radio is the greatest invention in history. We have the best Radio books published. Practical Radio, 51.753 Radio Enters the Home, 350.3 Radio Activities, 6c.' Also Technical Works, Sets, Parts and Supplies of all kinds. Westinghouse Batteries and Chargers D. H. KNOWLTON 8: COMPANY 51-53 Mdlfl Si., FElI'mlIIQll0I'l, Maine 40 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT comnfmfm of DAGGETT 81 WILL WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALERS IN F UR GRAIN New England Creamery Company L0 GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS D. D. MCEDWARDS, MANAGER FEED HARDWARE GLASS PAINTS OILS SALT LIME Strong, Maine CEMENT AND COUNTRY PRODUCE Strong, Maine DIAH SWEET Boots and Shoes, Dry Goods, Groceries and Painters' Supplies STRONG, H MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF COMPLIMENTS OF Strong Amusement Bo. LUNG M EAIJIJW INN PARAMOUNT PICTURES Chicken Dinners a Specialty Strong, Maine FARMINGTON, - MAINE THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 41 :tw-tr wink xtfrbfxtrxtg :bf ltfxtutgftf XI!lI -Il :rf xv xv xv xfgyggfxyfxffx155+151,,-4244514 ?jxxIx4Uv'jY KXIIX 4xx5?F7jx 15175 4? Pjilixxixqi igxxlxiivli Pii Hx xjx fix,-qi' 71? Flxxiiitx 4? FURNACES SPORTING GOODS STOVES AND RANGES SILVER WARE PAINTS AND OILS AUTOMOBILE SUPPLIES The Hardware Store GENERAL HARDWARE A. G. EUSTIS, PROPRIETOR FARMERS' TELEPHONE 9-3 Strong, - - Maine COMPLIMENTS OF THE MORTON MOTOR OO. Reo, Chevrolet and Cole Cars and Trucks SERVICE STATION GARAGE SALESROOM on Both Sides of Main Street FARMINGTON, MAINE Make Morton's Your Headquarters when in Farmington :twin-tfxbrsff W w?fX?4:YQ,?f11'4:tAYf lfflfzgtfltfltfxtartflfrlbf lt:affxifff-tfxtgrffxtfltffxfg Hx Ax 15 'Fix 4x :Fifi Hx xjx Ax ,qi Pix Ax Ax Ai 71x lik Ax 15 Hx 4x 4x ,qi Fix xjx ATIIY Hx fix Ax ,qi 42 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT DEVELOPING PRINTING COMPLIMENTS or ENLARGING MAURICE C. DILL Save Money Clothing and Furnishings Send Y OW Film 'O 1 FARMINGTON, MAINE S Pha1'1T13CY Farmington, - - Maine MAIN STREET GARAGE Automobile Accessories, Vulcanizing, Battery Charging and Repairing A full line of FORD Automobile Supplies, Tires, Tubes, etc. Prompt attention given All Customers C. E. RICHARDS, Proprietor STRONG, MAINE Farmers' Phone Maine Telephone Farmers' Telephone SEND YOUR SHOES T0 House 145-3 House 172-2 Office 111-5 Office 19-21 L. W. HARRIS CASH LEATHER STORE Alonzo P. Richards F . Farms, Homes, and Timberlands armmgton Fon PROMPT WoRK AT REASONABLE PRICES FARMINGTON, MAINE THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 43 WZWaHwfQ2,2g,X1,wzRzEE'w,1gz2E,m232xz,E?MZGmzm At raduation Time Your Family and Friends expect YOUR PHOTOGRAPH SCHOOL AND CLASS WORK ARE AN IMPORTANT PART OF OUR BUSINESS LET Us FRAME YOUR DIPLOMAS AND CLASS PICTURES, Too L UCE'S STUDIO MAIN STREET, H FARMINGTON, MAINE R. F. GAMMON, Pres. J. F. PERHAM, Man. ' ' B h Tl h Freder1ckG.Love1oy,D.M.D. of Roy F. Gammon Fumlture Go. DEN TIS T COMPLETE HOUSE 64 MAIN STREET FARMINGTON, - MAINE 3135 MAIN STREET Farmington, - Maine BARBER SHOP VVhen You 're in Farmington CALL AT HOWATT'S For Your Barbering Children's Dutch Cut a Specialty Three Barbers No Waiting FRANK HOWATT GUY GORDON JOHN CARVILLE POOL ROOM BOWLING ALLEYS SHOE SHINING 44 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT IIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIlIIIllIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIlllliIIIllIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllIIIIlllllIIIllllIlllllllllIllIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll COMPLIMENTS OF john K. Richards REAL ESTATE Farmington, Maine George MCL. Presson OPTOMETRIST Farmington, Maine W. M. PIERCE, D. D. S. Dentist GREENWOOD BLOCK FARMINGTON, MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF BLAKE'S JEWELRY STORE Farmington, Maine COMPLIMENTS OF Tarbox cc? Whittier DRUGGISTS FARMINGTON, MALNE G. A. HODGDON CROCKERY, STATIONERY AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES FARMINGTON, MAINE llllllllllllllllllIllII1l'lIlllllIllllllIlllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllll'IllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllIIllllllllIIlllllllllllllllIllIlllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllllllIlllillllllllllllllll THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT 45 I' 'Il' 'II' 'll' 'll' 'I REPRESENTING A' D A M S International Tailoring Co. FUNERAL DIRECTORS Also Cleaning, Pressing and Repairing Motor Hearse and Ambulance Men's Suits FARMINGTON, z: MAINE PRICES REASONABLE Both Phones STRONG MAINE DAY AND NIGHT SERVICE EXCHANGE HOTEL BLBRIDGE LUCE, Proprietor Farmington, Maine WILFRED MCLEARY HARDWARE SPORTING GOODS MILL SUPPLIES Farmington, Maine l' 'll' P 'Il' 'Il' 'll' 'I 46 THE MUSSUL UNSQUIT llnllullnlllllllllullllllllhlilllllllhllnllllnllllllull!llhllllull-ILllllnllllllllnlLllllllllllulIIIILIHILIIILILILIIIIBIIIIIIIIJIILIHIIIID ::r::1r::rl::1:::::n::l:l:l::l::l::1::::rl:::::ll:ll:::rr::z::r:::r::lr:r:l:n::r:n: 13713IUFIl1FlIWl'Il'1I'lV1l'lFllIY1l'll ll'IlII'I'IFllIEI1l'Il1l'IYlfIf1I'lY1I'lY1l1P1I'lY1l'IY1FlI'l'II1Rl'I1F1I1Y1Fll1I'lI1I FIl'Il1l'II K. E. RAMSAY F. E. KNOWLTON Currier Insurance Agency INSURANCE OF ALL KINDS Established 1884 FARMINGTON, ' MAINE COMPLIMENTS OF THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK Farmirlgwrl, Maine VICTROLAS BALDWIN PIANOS Best in the world NUHTUN'S MUSIC SHUP, Church Street, Farmington Everything in Music A Friend in Need ! A man who travels the path of life arm in arm with a Savings Ac' count experiences the comforting satisfaction of a friend in need. THE PEOPLES NATIONAL BANK Farmington, 1 f Maine aunauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuununuuuuuuuuununuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuun : E:ScentsZZC:lliiZE2C:QlZlmlmaQ: Qnlinnrlnnnnrul-Innnrlnnnnnrlnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnrlnnnnrqnnnnnnnnnnrunnnnnl-v