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

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VVestbrook High School I5 May God have mercy on our souls and forgive our wickedness. H. M. L., '32, ,i DOORS A PRECIS Doors are always a mystery, as no one. no mat- ter how familiar with the other side of it, knows what may happen. Maybe the cook has left, or any incident might have occurred. There are many kinds of doors--glass doors, prison doors, wooden doors and revolving doors. The glass door is more like a window, one can see what is beyond. Even dogs understand the matter of closed doors as frequently they stand before one and bark. The opening of doors is a mystery g it brings a new happening into a new moment, that is, it changes everything, but a closing of doors is dreaded, as it brings something to an end. It may bring sadness or misfortune. The slamming of doors is a confession of temper. Opening of doors brings hope, while the closing of them brings despair. There is a door shutting which will come to all. It win betdom-1 quietly with 3 Click of the latch and bring sudden stillness. They will stop to think of the unfulfilled decency and of the good we have done, and then-they will be out and close the door. T. L., '32, A GOWN, MADAME? We may be all of live feet tall, So fat we can but waddleg Yet, still we fall for what they call: ' UA slender little model? Or else our weight is ninety-eight, And we're six feet up and down. We hesitate-and this seals our fate: i A 'girlish little gown. With form like mine or form divine, To self-same shops we flock, VV here clerks incline to that clever line: A charming little frockf' , B. Q., '31. BOOK ONE OF VIRGIUS AENEID The goddess juno's hatred of the Trojan race was so great that she would gladly have destroyed its last remnants to prevent the founding of Rome. VVhen Aeneas sailed from Sicily, going to Italy, Juno went to see Aeolus, god of the winds. She asked him for control of the winds and as she was greater than he, he promised her his aid. All the winds were freed and there was a terrible storm. Some of Aeneas's ships were wrecked and he be- lieved all the fates were against him. Meanwhile, Neptune perceived that something was wrong, and coming to the surface of the water, was very angry. He rebuked the winds and soon quieted them. Aeneas landed on the coast of Africa with seven of his ships. Wlhile, trying td find out where he was he saw many deer and killed seven of them for food for the crews of his seven ships. After eating the food, they mourned for their lost com- panions. Venus, Aeneas's mother, appealed to jupiter, asking him why her son should have such bad luck. jupiter reassured her and prophesied a bril- liant future for the Trojan race. U Vlfhen Aeneas went to explore the country where his ships had landed, he met his mother disguised as a Spartan maiden. At first he did not recognize her as his mother but suspected her of being a goddess. She told him about Queen Dido and the city of Carthage, then after telling him his comrades were safe, she revealed herself and disappeared. Aeneas entered Carthage wrapped in a cloud. He saw Queen Dido enter her temple and later was very much surprised to see some of his com- rades. Everybody, young and old, seemed very busy building this magnificent city. lloneus, a Trojan companion of Aeneas, pleaded with Dido for the Trojans. She dismissed his fears and said she would make no discrimination between her people and his. When she wished that the Trojan leader Aeneas were there, Aeneas revealed himself. Dido gave the Trojans a royal reception. Aeneas sent Achates back to the ship to bring his son, Ascanius, and gifts for Dido.

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I4 The Blue Ev- VVhite BURIED TREASURE I, Dominick Versillian, a common seaman on the clipper ship East Wind, 384 days out of the port of Borneo, leave this as my last words and testament as I lay dying at the foot of a cliff somewhere in the township of Raymond and near the shores of a body of water that I believe to be Panther Lake. I am dying from a bullet wound through the left lung inflicted by one Tony An- gello, also a common seaman on the East Wind, who came with me to this spot and tried to steal the treasure. We did fight on the lip of a cliff and I did kill him. His body lies close to mine and our bones will bleach in the summer's sun and beneath the winter's snow. This message I will place in a .bottle and try to reach the shores of the lake that I may cast it thereon in hopes that some day someone will find it and locate our bodies and the treasure which Tony and I did steal from the safe in the captain's room on the East Wind anchored in Portland Harbor. Tony and I stole the gold from the cabin at midnight after cutting the captain's throat from ear to ear. VVe dropped over the side of the ship and into one of the ship's boats and rowed away in the darkness of the night toward the Falmouth shores. We came to the mouth of a river that my maps show as being the Presumpscot. VVe rowed up this river by night and hid in the woods by day until' we came to a large lake that I believe to be Sebago. VVe rowed up this lake close to the shore until we came to a river which I believe to be named Panther Run. This river brought us to another large body of water which my maps show to be Panther Lake. We rowed up this lake a short distance and came to a river that is called, by my map, Tenney River. VVe proceeded up this but a short distance until we came to the first bend. We landed on the west shore near a clump of white birches, four in number. I jotted down the directions we took from this point on and these are the directions as near as I can give them. Five paces from the shore to a clump of four white birches. Thirty-one paces from the white birches in a westerly direction to a large white pine. Still following the path of the sun, we came to an old wood road and about fifty paces from the last pine we crossed the road. Still going toward the setting sun we proceeded about fourteen paces to a large rock. No place here to bury the treas- ure. Still going westerly we came upon a large irregularly-shaped rock left here by the glaciers. It was shaped like a huge whalebone standing up- right and its back was sharp as a knife blade. We searched here for a place to bury the treasure, but found none, so followed the path of the set- ting sun. Twenty-eight paces from this rock we came upon an old trail running S.VV. and NF. VV e followed the path sixty-six paces to the S.W. and came to a large clearing surrounded by dense woods. We went to the woods on the south and about sixty paces from where the path had en- tered the clearing. Following the woods, we came to a slight rocky rise. From the crest I saw a body of water which I believe to be Panther Lake. There was a high rock in the center and on climb- ing this we saw a mountain range with four peaks in the distance. Directly in line with these peaks was a dead white birch about fifteen paces from the rock. We went to the dead birch but in climb- ing down the rocky slope we slipped and fell. About eight paces from the old white birch, we observed an old hollow tree stump in which we thought we would hide the treasure, but were afraidithat forest fires would destroy it. So we went south and climbed another hill steeper than the first and covered with rocks. The reverse slope on the side towards the lake was exceedingly steep and it was with great difficulty that we made our way on our hands and knees to the base. But we could find no other place to hide the treasure so we started to circle the cliff, going in a north- erly direction. Wfe had gone but a few paces when I looked up and saw a fissure in the rocks and called Tony's attention to it. lfVe crawled up the steep slope on our hands and knees and just to the right of this fissure we found a small crev- ice, where we deposited the treasure. It was while climbing back that Tony shot me through the back and I turned quickly and ran him through with my sword. We plunged to the bottom, Tony dead and I dying.

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'6 I Venus, fearing her enemy, Juno, plotted to have Cupid go with Achates in the place of As- canius and make Dido fall in love with Aeneas. During the grand banquet, Dido seemed bewitched by Cupid and could scarcely take her eyes from him. After a libation was poured, Iopas played on his harps and sang many songs. Then Dido, anxious to have Aeneas with her as long as possible, asked him to tell the story of the fall of Troy and his Wanderings. E B '31 . ., . FISHING I am always glad to see The overiiowing brooks in the spring, We then think of the joys Which summer will bring. I get out my rod, line, sinkers and hook, And then I decide which will be the best brook. During the day, when therels rain in the sky, n Is the best time to fish if you keep good and dry. I dig a few worms to put on the hook, And then start out on my way to the brook. Where the water flows swiftly in under the bank, This is where I wait for a nibble, there yank. Out comes a trout-a beauty red spot- And, believe me, he was not very short. I started back home excited as could be, During the next day, I went again and got three. To you who go fishing, please take my advice, Be sure to have your license or you'll pay a big price. The large trout which I have said that I caught, ls left to you to believe it or not. C. H. P., '3fz. MY FAN CIED OCCUPATIONS In the following paragraphs I shall endeavor to tell my fancied occupations. They are, I admit, quite different today from those which I thought they might be during my knee-pant years. As a child, I always told my dad I was going to be an engineer on a choo-choo train, but now, quite the contrary, I would not think of such a thing. Un a winter morning, when the mercury reads about twenty below zero, it is my delight to start The Blue E-r VVhite for the woods for a good day's work, made pleas- ant by the music of the chickadees. Une might say, that fellow must be cuckoo, to like to go into the woods when it is so cold. That doesn't worry me, because I can assure myself of this-if I keep the oldax swinging, there is no need of ,being cold. As spring comes, so does the joy of trout fish- ing. When I awake and hear the melodious notes of the birds calling, I cannot help but get up to smell a whiff of the fresh and fragrant spring air. After all of this, I feel as if a trout for breakfast would not be too tough, so I get my rod, hooks and plenty of bait and start for Cobb's Brooki' in VVindham, about a half mile from I-Iighland Lake, or, I might say, my home. After I have reached the brook, I bait my hook and drop it into the creek. First comes a nibble, and then a hard yank of the line g what a thrill when I give him an angle and he comes out of the babbling brook just below the foaming falls. After catch- ing six of these speckled beauties, I go home, and have a delicious breakfast of nice, fresh trout. Who wouldn't fancy an occupation or a pastime like the above mentioned? R. w. s., 232. SENIORS Farewell, dear Seniors, Your life's work has just begun, And the class of ,353 VVishes success to every one. The class of '33 Join us in wishing, too, They wish that happiness Will come to each of you. Please don't forget the '34's When you are far away, They're wishing you the best of luck To be doubled every day. VV hen you have reached your height of glory Stop, when the day is done, . And remember Westbrook High School As the school where you begun. I. F. L., '32.