Templeton High School - Class Book Yearbook (Baldwinville, MA)

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I T 16 TEMPLETON 'rEMP'rEa could help Sally. It was impossible to search Europe, as at that time-the year 1914, Europe Was plunging into what later turned out to be the World War. Soon 'all the country and the countries of Europe were at War with Germany and her allies. Later in the year 1917 the United States de- clared War against Germany and Austria. Americans were asked to volunteer and Daddy Oglethorpe was one of the first to do so. It was during the Americans' first encounter with the Germans at the Marne that Daddy Oglethorpe had been killed. Months later, on the eleventh of November, 1918, the Armistice was signed and the world was at peace again. Mother, being of a naturally timid nature, was afraid to continue with Daddy's search in a foreign land.' She decided to wait until Ranny was through with his schooling before she would leave for Europe. Meantime, Ranny, very much interested in his twin sister's case, had taken up the medi- cal profession. ' During his- senior year at medical school Ranny heard of a great Doctor in France, who specialized in cases of annesia. ' Soon the three Oglethorpes were on their way to France to interview the great Doctor . THE A storm was coming! That was the news the people along the coast heard. Some shrugged and thought it couldn't be any worse than others they had had. While others sharing scorn from some and Words of en- couragement from others of their companions, shivered and feared it. The storm had come and was there in all its fury, bringing destruction to all things along the beach. A In a small cottage not far from the jagged rocks which held the swelling sea from sweep- ing over the beach, two boys about twenty years of age were discussing the storm. Jack turned' to his companion who was 'sitting in a chair by the iire and said Art, what do you think of this storm, do you think it will hit the coast here ,as badly as it did the coast above us yesterday? Oh, why worry about the storm. It can't be any worse than the one ,we had three weeks ago. , Boy! that was some storm, wasn't it? replied Art. Yeah! but I Wish this storm would let up., I don't like all this rain andwind we're hav- ing. The waves are even now crashing up over. the rocks below us. It won't be long before it will .be up to the house, if it keeps On, was his answer as he moved to the door Duport. Doctor Duport was more tha pleased to ex- amine Sally as this, even to m, was a very unusual case. The fact that 0 many years had elapsed and that so many Doctors were ballled, was enough to entice him. But, first, Sally must go back to America, back to the scenes of her childhood, before the Doctor consented to operate. The opera- tion was too delicate to be performed in an unfamiliar environment. In accordance with the Doctor's wishes, the Oglethorpes traveled back to America. . Did she remember the ride in Ranny's air- plane from New York to Oglestown? Air- plane? Sally didn't even know what it was. Ranny enthusiastically explained the new mode of traveling and promised to take her out riding again as soon as Doctor Duport al- lowed. Doctor Duport had performed the opera- tion and soon Sally would become acquainted with all the things that she had known. Be- fore many days she would be Well enough to feel that nothing had ever happened. The only thing that marred the Oglethorpe's happiness, was, fthe thoughtl that Daddy Oglethorpe should have been there to help them celebrate. R- F- '32 STORM and opened it to look out. Art crded Jack as the door was torn from his grasp and slammed against the house, letting the storm sweep into the warm room. Look at the sea! It's never been that high before. I think we ought to be getting out of here. Oh! don't be a baby Art replied, as he joined Jack and helped him shut the door which the wind and rain were trying to keep open. 'Tm not! but . . . his sentence was interrup- ted by the ringing of the telephone and he crossed the room and lifted the receiver. Hello! What's that? We ought to leave? The walls have given out? All right! We'll leave, and We'll stop and tell Old Man Nelson on our way down the beach. Yes. Goodbye! Well, as I said before, 'I'm no baby' but we've got to leave now. The walk up the beach has been washed out by the storm and the water is rushing up on the beach and even now some of the houses nearest the water are being flooded. Come! Take what you want and let's get going. We've got to stop on our way down and tell that miser, 'fOld Man to leave. The operator said the storm might be serious before long and we had better leave now and get to higher ground before it reaches its climax and we're washed

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TEMPLETON TEIVIPTER 15 Literar Department p SALLY'S ADVENTURE It was the Christmas week of 1910. The children of Miss Randolph's first grade had been dismissed. Dismissed for a whole week. Just think! A week to plan for Santa's coming. Gleefully, they romped through the school door and slid down the icy sections of the concrete walkg proudly they displayed their Christmas cut-ups which they had made in the drawing class. A Some hurried to their warm homes: others lagged behind discussing the presents which they expected good Santa to bring. Sally Oglethorpe belonged to the lagging group, not that she was a laggard, but that she was simply bubbling over with plans and wished some of her special girl-friends to be in on some secrets. She had a great surprise for her twin- brother, Ranny. It was something Ranny had been asking Santa for a long, long time. But Santa always forgot it: so Sally had written to Santa herself and had asked him not to disappoint Ranny again because he was a good brother. And what do you think happened yester- day? she asked the other little girls. But not waiting for a reply she continued in a secretive whisper: The Expressman brought 'It' yesterday. Mother and I put it in the , H . 0 . . . . A shriek pierced the childish babble and the cry for Sally, Sally was heard and Sally contrary to all her mother's and teacher's warnings dashed across the street, without looking to the left or right to help the twin brother, who had slipped on the icy pavement. Sally never reached Ranny, for she was knocked down-then darkness. Sally Oglethorpe painfully opened her eyes. She had had a very strange dream, that ls, she had the feeling that she had dreamed. She couldn't remember anything about it, only that it had been strange. How dim her room was! Why there were people moving about her room! What could have happened? Oh! ' She remembered she had been struck down by the minister's automobile, for Min- ister Brown was the only one in the village who possessed such a. luxury. She had tried to 'check her flight but she had been too late. Sally sat up in bed-Who could these pe- culiarly' garbed people be? And this gentle white-haired lady who looked very familiar? Who could this smiling young man be? He looked like some one she should know very Well. Sally rubbed her eyes and looked about the room. Why, this was not her room! What had happened to her Jack and Jlll wallpaper? She must ask mother about this change. She was going to slip out of bed when she no- ticed the length of her legs! Why, what had happened to her? She felt like Alice in Won- derland whose story her mother had read to her the night before. But unlike Alice she had grown up. She must surely be as big as mother. Where were her curls? Possibly un- der the bandages. Sally looked at every one in bewilderment: Please may I see my mother? she asked in a childish voice. The gentle white-haired lady moved nearer the bed and enfolded Sally in her arms. This is mother, dear, she said. Sally was about to deny this statement, when the smiling young man stepped forward and said, and I'm Ranny? Impossible! Ranny was only a little fellow in the nrst grade! Just then one of the peculiarly garbed group stepped forward and said in a gruff and odd sounding voice: It is better that you ex- plain the situation to your daughter, Mrs. Oglethorpe. At the present moment the past years are perfectly blank. I fear it will be necessary for you and Ranny here to do some heavy explaining to this little girl. You must begin at the time of her accident twenty years ago. Twenty Years Ago!!! echoed Sally. Between Mrs. Oglethorpe and Ranny, Sally acquired a fair idea of what transpired during the past years. b She had learned of her father's unsuccess- ful search for a doctor who could restore his Sal1y's memory. Doctors all over the country had been baffled by her condition. Some doc- tors went so far as to say that there was noth- ing the matter with her, that she was per- fectly normal and healthy and that her mind was not affected in any Way. But Daddy Oglethorpe was not satisfied. He continued in his search but there wasn't a doctor in the United States or in Canafflit that

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TEMPLETON TEMPTER ' 11 out to sea! So saying he turned, put on his sllcker, took up some of the things he didn't want destroyed or lost and then waited until Art had done the same. Then they went out into the storm which seemed to be getting Wilder every minute. Old Man people believed,A41ad a fortune hidden somewhere in his house, but as he was suspicious of everyone and spoke to but few people, no one had ever been inside his house. He had never let them get that far. Tonight he was sitting in a corner with his gold before him counting it. He was so entranced in his counting that he paid little heed to the storm without. The lamp which was the only light in the room except for a little fire in the fire- place would flicker and threaten to go out as some of the cold, damp blasts of the storm found their way into the room. Suddenly the iain and wind which had been beating against the building and rat- tling the windows attracted the man's atten- tion. He spread his arms over the gold lying before him and drew it to him although he saw nothing to disturb him as he lifted his shaggy head and with shifty suspicious eyes looked about himg he could not go on count- ing his money as contentedly as before. He kept raising his eyes to the door and looking at the window, which was covered by a black cloth to keep prying eyes from seeing within, and he shifted uneasily at the wierd sound of the storm. Turning back to his gold after one of these interruptions, he started up trembling as he heard the sound of steps coming down the beach toward the house. He hurriedly put his gold back into a tin box and put it under two rocks before the fireplace. As the steps continued coming toward the house Old Man trembled more and when Jack finally hollered to him and asked him to open the door Old Man cried, You can't have it! You can't have it. Above the roar of the storm the boys tried to tell him they didn't want anything he had but that he would have to leave the house be- cause the- waves were rushing over the beach in angry, destroying sweeps and would soon be upon them. When they could not make him understand Art turned to Jack saying, We've got to get him out of there. It won't be long before the place is flooded. So together they sought a way of entering the house. They succeeded with little difficulty and upon entering the room they saw Old Man crouched in a cor- ner still mutterlng You can't have it! You can't have it! , fear showing in his eyes which stared out from under his shaggy hair. Fur- ther explanatlons from the boys had no effect on the man so they advanced toward him de- termined to get him away from there. As they moved forward he shrank still farther into the corner now shouting above the storm. I'll never tell you where it is. You can't rob me! Get out of here! Don't you touch me! It's mine! Get out! But they both took hold of him and by dragging and pushing him finally got him out of the house and started up the hill away from the beach, now half covered with water. After struggling they succeeded in getting him up the hill to the place where many others had gathered to escape from the surg- ing sea which was now destroying their homes. Children were crying in fright and women stood by, some silent, others crying, helpless to do anything to save their homes. The storm continued through the night and as Jack and Art stood silently watching, they saw their cottage washed from its foundation by the angry sea surging over the rocks. Jack turning to Art called above the noise of the storm, Do you see 'Old -Man?' I wish we had kept track of him. The old fool of a miser ds liable to go back to the house after his gold. Well, Jack, we sure had some time with him. Say! let's go see if we can find him, and with that they picked their way among the people, searching for Old Man. They searched in vain and when morning came and the storm had died down disclos- ing the destruction it had wrought during the night they still had seen nothing of him. Well, what do you think he did, go back to the house in that storm with all that water raging on the beach? asked Art as they stopped on a rock looking down onto the beach. Let's go down to the house and see if he went down there. I think we will be able to get there all right. I bet if 'Old Man' Went last night he was either killed or washed out to sea but We'11 have a look. I don't be- lieve he could have made it last night, though. All right, replied Jack. Let's go. On reaching the house they found the door torn off and debris all over the place. On entering they saw the chairs and table over- turned and half buried in sand and water but they saw no sign of Old Man then so they went out and Walked along the beach. Suddenly Jack who was a little ahead of Art turned, grasped Art's arm and exclaimed, Look! It's 'Old Man,' and they rushed up to him. Old Man was lying with his face half buried in the sand, dead. Tightly clasped in his hands was a tin box but the box was quite empty. On the sands by him they found a few gold coins of little value. When Jack and Art left Old Man he slipped away from the group on the hill and made his way back to the house. When he