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

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28 I'll be right there. Good-bye, hurriedly answered the nurse, as she hung up. Ten minutes later she entered the outer room where Jim awaited her. He led her directly to a cell in which was seated a good-looking young man. Bill ! she cried, the moment she saw him. jane! he ejaculated. VVill you leave this business now as I asked you to P she asked, pleadingly. Will I? I already have. was his response, as a new light illumined his eyes. As they em- braced, Jim felt in his heart that it was a pretty good world after all. D. W. L., '30. OUR SCHOOL Down by a winditi river That runs so quietly by, Stands a vine-covered red brick building Often called dear Westbrook High. As we enter her doors each morning, We often stop to say. This is our one great helper That is sending us on our way. Throughout the four years of learning, Our aims must be just as highg For an honor received in the future Is an honor for Westbrook High. J. E., '30, THE COLLEGIATE FORD . With a rattle and a clatter, While the engine heaves a sigh, With the tires growing flatter, The collegiate Ford rolls by. Each fender has a separate song, Each spring a different squeakg The top flip-flops as it rolls along, The gas tank has a leak. The cylinder walls are badly shot, The crankshaft's terribly bentg The rickety engine's always hot, The body-one big dent. But all in all, it's not so bad, Though not a pretty car 9 The driver's plight is not so bad, It's better than walking by farl B. Q., '31. The Blue Er White AND STILL THE WORLD ROLLS ON I sit alone day after dayg In the game of life I have no part to play, No one cares how lonesome I am, For still the world rolls on. It passes me by on the fleetest of wings, And leaves me behind to just dream of thingsg Oh, I'm tired of this humdrum existence of mine, Still the world rolls on, and the sun still shines. D. H., '30. HMONOPOLIZING MIRRORS The following letter is one which I received the other day from my friend, john VVelch. This letter is very instructive and worthy of monopolization. My dear Henry: -Monopolizing mirrors! Have you ever heard the expression? It has often seemed to me a useless 'expression without meaning. But lis- ten to this: I was walking through the corridor of a high school recently, when I noticed a group of tittering, giggling girls. Suddenly I espied their object of admiration, a mirror! At the time there was a petite blonde before the mir- ror. She gave one side of her head a pat. then the other a little touch, arranged her dress, and was then, only then, ready to go to her classroom. This was copied by a flock of other girls, some arranging their hair, others powder- ing their noses. It came to my mind then what a senseless waste of time and effort it was. I said to myself, It won't be long before they will need special police to hold the crowd in check, and barkers will be shouting through megaphones, 'Line forms to the right,' eh what? Am I not right? Think this over seri- ously, as it will be one of the big problems of the younger generation. Yours monopolizingly, John Vifelch. I. N., '31.

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vvootofook High School 27 ten miles of them. They stood a very good chance of bagging their prey. jim, on the bridge, with the phone of the detector on his ear, was the picture of watch- fulness. As the' craft swiftly cut the choppy waves, the salt spray blew over him, but he stood steadfast, frequently using the glasses. He was hoping and praying that he would suc- ceed tonight, for it was his last chance. Suddenly he .noticed a faint but increasing rustling in his receivers. Was that his quarry? The sound came from some distance, however, and he could not yet tell. The suspense made him hdget as he watched and waited. The rustle grew to a rumble and then to a roar much too loud for a small boat. It must be a linerf, thought Jim, and a liner it was. She soon passed them, but unaccountably the roar diminished only slightly. The only solution was another vessel. They were now almost exactly halfway be- tween the two coasts, and Jim ordered the motors stopped to insure complete silence. After a short time the sound in his phones stopped also. Then off to one side about a mile, a tiny glow showed for an instant and flickered out. An answering glow showed on There were the men who the farther shore. had defied him so long! His heart beat faster as he ordered full speed in the direction of the first light. Action was in sight at last! The slim patrol boat leaped ahead like a loosed whippet, the spray Hying in a cloud from her cleaving bow. In less than three minutes she covered the distance to the spot. VVhen she arrived, however, the other craft had disappeared. jim brought the two bril- liant searchlights into play and soon picked her out about a quarter of a mile nearer shore. Upon being discovered the pursued boat started for the twelve-mile limit as fast as it was possible to make her go, with .lim's com- pany in full pursuit. The former was fast but the patrol was even faster, and the distance slowly diminished until they were only a scant hundred feet apart. It was then that Jim unleashed the one- pounder on the forward deck and sent a shot whistling across her bows. Then snatching a megaphone, he shouted, I-Ieave to, or we'll sink you. VVas she going to obey? For some time she kept her pace, but, when another accurate shot brought down her one stubby mast, she slowed down and allowed the patrol boat to draw up alongside. Quickly Jim jumped aboard with a picked squad, pistols drawn, and found the crew of five in the wheelhouse. He hustled them onto his own craft and manned the rum-runner with a few of his own men. Then he started to whistle as they set out for the harbor. Why shouldn't he? A quick inspection had showed a cargo of liquor worth about S50,000, the big- gest haul in three years. The time had come when he could get a good night's sleep. The Commissioner wishes to see you. Cap- tain Doughty, very deferentially called the office boy next morning. Jim again entered the inner room to flnd his superior waiting for him with outstretched hand. Congratulations, Captain, greeted the po- lice head. Thanks, sir, modestly replied Jim. Captain, I think I must withdraw my state- ment of a month ago. I see now where I was wrong. I have decided, after hearing of your performance of last night, to make you perma- nently the Captain of the liquor squad. Oh, thank you again, sir, responded the pleased subordinate. VVell, just do your best, and you will suc- ceed. Good day. This was much more than Jim had expected, and he was highly elated. But haven't I for- gotten somethingf' thought he. Reaching for the telephone he asked for the City Hospital, and getting it, demanded Miss Newcombe. Hello, her sweet voice came to him. Hello, Miss Newcombe. Captain Doughty speaking. VVe pulled in a bunch of bootleggers last night, and I think I've got your man. You had better come down and see.

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