Westbrook High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Westbrook, ME)

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H I always like to wash the church windows, too, they are so beautiful. Did you ever stop to think of all the work there is in a church window? In order to make the stained glass, the designs have to be painted on plain glass first, then the glass must be heated until the designs become stained into it. In this way they portray main parts of the Bible and Christ's life. These windows tell me wonder- ful stories about His life and have such a calm and serene air about them that I always feel at peace with the world after I have been there. I like to wash the windows in a real home the best of all. Wfhen I am washing the out- side of the windows in the kitchen, I always imagine that a new batch of cookies or a cake has just been baked. Sometimes I'm wrong, but kitchen windows with pretty gingham cur- tains always look mysteriously important to me. Often they look as though they were planning the next meal, or a party, or some- thing else interesting. It is hard to resist the inviting looks that just hint at the baking that has been done. I always scrub the kitchen windows hard because a sunny kitchen helps to keep the cook in good humor. Sun parlor windows are always cheerful. Through them you can see the gay colored cushions and rugs and just imagine the good times the family has there. These windows are usually very tired in the morning, for many people keep their radios in the sun parlor and the noise and the sun make them feel tired. Many times people scold because these win- dows look streaked, and they blame it on to meg whereas, it really isn't my fault. It is hard for a window to have to look the sun in the face all day and keep shining, sometimes, if they are tired, it makes them cry. Of course that makes them look streaked, but if I have just washed them I get the blame. I guess people will never understand a window. If a window sticks, they slam itg if it dries in streaks, there is something wrong with the glass. I-Ialf the people don't give a window a fair chance. The Blue fr VVhite But consider windows as material things- could we possibly live without them? Think of all the light they give to your home, of all the sunshine they let in to brighten things up. Think what a cure for the blues it is to sit by the window and watch the people and auto- mobiles go by. Did you ever sit by the window and look out into the night? Think of all the different places the people you see are going. The lights of automobiles dart up and down the street, some going for pleasure, perhaps some are a long ways from home, others are coming homei once in a while a sleighride jingles merrily by. When airplanes were un- common how you would rush to a window to see one. How much you would miss but for a window. A window is also a great consolation to an invalid. One can while away many long min- utes idly looking out of the window. On a cold morning it is fascinating to see how many pic- tures .Iack Frost has painted during the night. For the windows are his easels on which he practices his nightly lessons in art for Mother Nature. It is interesting to watch these pic- tures change as the sun, laughing at them, comes out and chases them away. All of these windows. no matter how hard I try to wash them clean, reflect the habits, characteristics and life of their owners: so are the eyes of the human being the windows of the soul. revealing it to the world. I have seen many eyes I would like to have washed, for they show low morals, lack of ambition, de- spair, hostility, or a criminal character. Of course there are just as many shining with faith, ambition, friendliness, and a good char- acter. It is these eyes revealing a shining soul, just as it is the attractive windows revealing shining neatness and cleanliness within, that makes me feel that it's a pretty good world after all. . D. VV. H., '31, TRUE BLUE Gay laughter and the sound of loud voices were heard from the sorority house at Dale

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U 4 ' The Blue and White 16 College. Peggy Somers, a popular co-ed, was the victim of the Chi Kappa initiation. Make her carry our books for a week, a voice from the corner suggested. Oh, that's not half bad enough. Let her braid her hair in a pigtail and wear high shoes to school, drawled Anne, who was standing in the doorway. These were some of the suggestions for the public initiation. It was finally agreed that poor Peg must, in some way, get a date with Bill Farrell for the Victory Dance that all were in hopes of attending. The dance was to be given the following Saturday evening after the big football game with Bolton University, frrozfiding the Dale men came off the field victorious. Bill came from a small country town in the west. Unlike many other boys, Bill had to work every spare minute of the day. In spite of this fact, he always rated high in class work and managed to find time to attend every foot- ball practice. He had become a necessary cog in the varsity machine on which he filled the quarterback position. Spare moments found Bill doing garden work for residents of the city. Because of lack of time and money, this game young man sometimes appeared to be cheating the barber. His few clothes were not of the very best and oftentimes sadly in need of a pressing. Twenty-five cents seemed a large sum to Farrel, who could do a good job in fifteen minutes when time permitted. Never- theless, a better example of cleanliness could not be found on the campus. Owing to his limited spending money, Bill was seldom invited out with the other boys. Many were jealous of his physical ability, others envied him for the skill and courage he displayed on the gridiron, while some won- dered at his high scholastic standing. Girls were nice to him because he was a varsity man, but never was he a member of their gay parties. On the whole, the name of Bill Far- rell caused merriment among the students. iVithout him many football games would have been lost. Gctober 12th found every heart beating for old Dale. Two large, brightly decorated busses stood at the gate headed for Bolton. The first was filled with the fellows who were going on the field with heart and soul set on winning the fray. A happy throng of girls and boys in striking sport costumes were rushing and scrambling into the second bus. All seemed to be singing a different tune. but all came in on the chorus: ' VVe will fight, fight, fight. For the Blue and Whitef' In one corner of the bus sat Peggy schem- ing and thinking of some way out of her ter- rible predicament. The drive seemed very long to her, but finally the large machine arrived at Bolton, and the rival students greeted each other hilariously. One hour later the bands could be heard playing loudly from the bleachers. Both teams were warming up. Suddenly the report of a gun was heard, signifying the beginning of the game. Come on, boys, shrieked some wild youth. Beat Bolton, came from the corner. Come on, 16, called Peggy. A stalwart form wearing the blue and white turned abruptly with a look of amazement on his face. Never before had a feminine voice called Bill's number. But this meant little to Farrell, who was on the field to play football. The game was hard fought to the final whistle and only by Bolton's failure to rush the ball over the line did the Dale eleven come off the field with a 7 to 6 victory. This was a surety that the excited group would sponsor the Victory Dance. As the players trotted to the locker rooms, each received a pat on the back or a comment on the game. Bill suddenly turned his ruffled head as someone touched his elbow. Great game you played, Bill. Peggy Somers stammered. Thanks a lot, Miss Somers, replied Far- rell, and then he was gone. Peggy knew that her scheme was a failure and she began to lose courage. It didn't seem