Unity High School - Monitor Yearbook (Unity, ME)

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Right the first time, returned Rusty grin- ning. Charlie was a braggart from the city whose stay in the village was nearly up. He would arrive soon to walk home with Polly after she had closed the store. Charlie had been doing a great deal of boasting, and tonight the boys intended to give him a chance to demonstrate his great courage. You've a part in the act, Polly, said Rusty. Come here quick and learn your lines. Polly joined the group of boys and after a quick consultation, she slipped into her coat and left the store. Soon Charlie lswaggered in, asked for Polly and reminding the boys that this town should have a curfew. Charlie, asked Rusty, do you believe in ghosts? Are you kiddin', or just plain ignorant? replied Charlie in disgust. They're being seen 'most every night late- ly over in the old Lane house, said Rusty. seriously. W Suddenly there was a scream near the old Lane house and shortly after, Polly rushed in- to the store, apparently nearly frightened to death. Charlie, of course, was the first to her assistance and took full charge. I saw it! I saw it! she gasped. Have you got 'em, too? snapped Charlie. Polly, now nearly recovered, answered angri- ly, Well, wise guy, I'll bet five dollars you don't dare spend ten minutes in that old Lane house even if Rusty lets you take his pistol. Give me that pistol, snorted Charlie, and watch me win five dollars. If any ghost shows up, you'll find him there in the morning. Charlie walked pompously toward the old Lane house, which really did look a little weird in the moonlight and shadows. The floor creaked as he entered the kitchen and seated himself on the only remaining seat, an old, rickety chair. Back in the store Rusty arranged a sheet and counted his forty-five shells to' make sure that everything was in order. You're sure all the cartridges in the gun are blanks? cautioned Polly. Sure, Polly, he replied and started out. Charlie, as he was sitting in this old kitchen listening to branches brush against the roof, was consulting his wrist watch often. Time seemed to drag. Suddenly he heard the clank- ing of a heavy chain up the cellar stairs. 'The door opened and a tall, white form with its hand extended and finger pointing at him, entered. Somewhat shakily, Charlie raised the pistol and pulled the trigger. A hollow-sound- ing shriek came from the white form as it tossed the bullet back to Charlie. Charlie was shaking like a leaf as he raised the gun for the second time amd fired again. Another shriek came from the gihaost. This time Char- lie didn't stop for the bullet which the white- clad figure tossed back. The window was nearer than the door and Charlie made his exit that way taking the window sash with him. The last we saw of him, laughed Rusty later, as he told the crowd of boys who had gathered at the house where he had obtained the 'blank cartridges, Charlie was heading as fast as he could go toward the station. Virginia Carter, '45 SNOW lid like to go south where there isn't any snow. W-e have all heard this expression and perhaps have said something like it ourselves. Have we ever stopped to think it over? I ldon't like the looks of snow falling on a cold windy day ibut what would winter in Maine be without it? After all, snow-covered fields and ice-covered lakes are what Maine is noted for during the winter. We, who live here, think of the snow as something we can't very well pre- vent. Most of us don't like it and think we could get along very well without it. Probably we could. Snow storms have one outstanding char- acteristic. The snow always starts drifting down just when we don't want it. Perhaps we have planned ahead a week or more for some- thing-a basketball game, for example. Every day of the we-ek will be fair until the day of the game, but on that particular day it is sure to snow. It may snow only enough to dis- courage you and make you postpone the trip. After this it will quite likely clear off, then will you be angry! It seems that Mother Na- ture is against you, but there isn't much you can do about it. Tourists come to Maine from the South just to see the snow. Skiing and bob-sledding are favorite sports with these people. Many come just to see th-e scenery. They think of the snow- covered hills and ice-covered lakes and streams as things of great beauty. There are many people from Maine who would miss the ice and cold and snow. Ice fish- erman would miss this sport. Woodsmen who haul wood on sleds would miss it. Last, but not least, the children and adults who skate and slide would have no place for these sports. Some people, especially the older ones, would miss the Spring thaw , the time when fContinued on page seventeenj Page Fifteen

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ACTIVITIES Seated, left to right: Marilyn Tozier, Floyd Pratt, Beverly Harding, Eleanor McCormick Standing, left to right: Mrs. Mcliechnie, Micha-el Vickery, Wyona Barnes, Walter Rich, Karl McKechnie, Miss Johnson, Eva Brillard, Virginia Carter. SENIOR PLAY Hurry Henry' 'The senior play Hurry Henry put on by the senior class assisted by two freshmen and one junior was very well attended and appar- ently much -enjoyed by a responsive audience. Between the acts, music was furnished by the Glee Club. The efiicient coaching of Mrs. Irma McKech- nie and Miss Alice Johnson contributed much to the success of the play. The east of characters was as follows: llarry Winslow, the father Floyd Pratt Mary Winslow, his wife Beverly Harding .lanet Winslow, their daughter Eleanor McCormick Barbara Winslow, their daughter Marilyn Tozier William VVinslow, their son Karl McKeehnie, Jr. Aunt Kitty Ann, Mary's aunt Wyona Barnes Alice Thrall, Henry's step-sist-er Virginia Carter Selina, the maid Eva Ballard .loquith Webster, the milkman Walter Rich John Smith, an authority on bees Michael Vickery After the play a social was held. -Virgina Carter '45 SNOW fContinued from page fifteenj the streams swell and the maples start to give sap. Yes, there are many different things we would miss if we didn't live in Maine. When I get up on a cold morning, look out- side, see the ground covered with snow and the trees sleeteid with ice, 1 canlt see much beauty about it. I merely want to go back to bed again. Then I think of those dirty blaekboards at school. I will be late if I oversleep. So I get up and start shoveling a path through those beautiful snow drifts. Snow may be beauti- ful to some people but not to me. Floyd Pratt, '45 GIRLS D0 THEIR PART T00 1Continued from page sevenj They have stopped thinking about beauty. long Hnger-nails, new up-hair-do-styles and make-up, they are working in defense fae- toriesg they are driving taxi cabs, ears, trucks, and buses and are also working in stores and gas stations. They don't even ob- ject to being smeared with dirt and grease, nor do they mind working in overalls. They not only don't mind itg they like it. fcontinned on page 1233 Page Seventeen