Thomaston High School - Sea Breeze Yearbook (Thomaston, ME)

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THE SEA BREEZE 11 the rays of the sun, making it shine like a black bird's wing. WLizzie has gone away, so now I won't have to lie about this trip,n remarked Ezra. WLast time I thought sure she'c find out where I went, but I guess she doesn't suspect anything.n nThat's good! If we aren't able to find a handsome fur coat to- day I shall be dreadfully disappointed. Surely there must be some- thing that suits us both in a large furrier.N WOf course we can find one today. We could have last week if I hadn't thought it necessary to hurry home.H An hour later Enra and Carolyn were in the store looking for a fur coat. WA fur coat, size eighteen, to fit the young lady-and be sure it's a beautiful one,H said Ezra. WPlease show us a sealskin coat,N added Carolyn, her sparkling blue eyes aglow with happiness. Tneir conversation as they sat at the dining table in the Kum- on-in Cafe a few miles from Lanesville consisted mainly of pleased com ents on the handsome coat. WHave a pleasant trip?N asked Ezra with a satisfied smile. WI certainly have had a lovely time. I hope that Lizzie isn't home yet, though.n The next day Bertha T,ler, commonly called Biddy, talked to her- self as she quickly kneaded the biscuit dough. Hwnat is this young- er generation coming to? Imagine such a young girl-she can't be more than twenty or twenty-one-running around with old Ezra Jones. And she's married, too., I wonder where her husband is. He must have gone away somewhere. Hannah says that Mrs. Hazelwood is a grass wid- ow and I guess she must be. Well, I'm sure of one thing. I won't speak to either Ezra or his lady-love. I should think the pair of them would be ashamed to show their cheeky faces. That good-for- nothing Carolyn Hazelwood! Imagine her moving into a self-respecting neighborhood and trying to entice Ezra Jones-for his money, I ima- gine. What else would such a young woman see in a man sixty-five years old? The two-faced thing! She's so nice to Ezra's wife. I should think that Lizzie could see through her sweetness.N The ensuing weeks were happy ones for Carolyn. Lizzie Jones was a very dear, old lady with whom Carolyn spent many enjoyable hours. It was she who brightened up days which would have otherwise been very dull for Carolyn. With her aid-Carolyn soon became acquainted with a younger crowd, yet she still was Carolyn's favorite companion, A few days after Christmas, Biddy telephoned to Hannah Prey. NHello! Is that you, Hannah? Have you heard the latest news? Well, if that ain't the limit! I always said that Carolyn was a dear, sweet girl-always doing something for others. Her husband has been away on an engineering job, and people have been saying he left her. He came home last night. The idea of folks saying that she was run! ning around with Ezra Jones when all the time she was helping him select a new fur coat for his wife's Christmas present. Carolyn and Lizzie are exactly the same size, you know. Ybu know Ezra is Caro-

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T THE sm BREEZE 12 1yn's uncle, don't you? Ism't it funny how some people are always gossipingl Yes, Hannah. Yes, call me later. Good-bye! M. s. mi grolaoom Fon A oowluzp Captain Mike O'Brien had been flying a plane ever since he had been in grade school. The U. S, Navy didn't have a single one that he couldn't fly. His father was the owner of one of the largest air- plane factories in the world and yet Mike had been paying his own way ever since he was twenty years old. The test pilots at his fathers' field were always very much attached to him when he was young and they were the ones who taught him to fly. Ever since he could remember his father had been trying to make a good business man out of him. Mike Joined the Navy. His pals often said of him, NIf there's something you wanna know about flying ask Mike, an' if he dunno you can depend on it that, whatever it is, it ain't worth knowin'Y Now his younger brother, Jimmy, who had never taken any interest in flying when he was a boy, was attending a Navy flying school. Jim- my was a very promising student ass during his course until the day arrived for his first solo flight. Mike was at the field waiting to watch the flight, and, though he would never admit it, he was burst- ing with pride. One of Jimmy's friends was also doing his first flight alone just before Jimmy went up. When the boy ca e in,for a landing he lost his control over the ship and crashed. Before aid could reach him the plane broke into flame, leaving him at its mercy. Jimmy watched silently in horror. Then his instructor was walking over to him, saying, WO. K. Jimmy, and good luck.W Reaching the plane he found Mike standing beside it. Mike gripped his younger brother's hand silently, giving him an encouraged look. Jimmy climb- ed in, a mechanic cranked the plane but it never left the ground. As he came down off the wing, starting queerly away, he was white and shaking. Mike, who had been standing very still, gradually began to realize what had happened. Bounding after the cowardly fi ure mov- ing toward the hangar, Mike gripped him by the shoulder, whee?ing him around. He had meant to reason with him about it, but as he looked into the terror-filled eyes, felt the shoulder cringe under his grip, something inside him seemed to give way. What he did say was, WLost your nerve, eh? Well its mighty lucky we found it out. There's no place in the Navy for a yellow coward.H Wincing at the harsh words, Jimmy turned silently and walked away. In his room that evening Mike bowed his head in his hands. All the happiness in his life had suddenly been replaced by a bitter re- sentment. Jimmy, his own brother, was a quitter-a coward who couldn't even see his own solo through. The kid that crashed made one bad mistake, but at least he hadn't given in without giving it a try. Suddenly he felt a hand placed on his shoulder. He had been so deep in his thoughts that he had failed to notice one of his pals entering the room. NHuh,W he grunted absently as he looked up, WOh, hello Dan. UAW, don't take it so hard, Mike ol' hyy. He will get over it