Winterport High School - Riverside Yearbook (Winterport, ME)

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WEE Qfversi ef 51 MR. ABBOTT Our Principal, Mr. Abbott, is a tall and stately man, He treats us all alike and helps us all he can. He has a low voice and kind looking eyes, When he catches us in mischief, we feel anything but wise. He's good at giving punishments, many every week, And when he finds us writing a note We occupy a front seat. VVe all think of him with very high esteem. He's the one who coached our Champion Basket ball team. MISS NICKERSON Miss Nickerson is small but, oh, dearie me! What a fine history teacher she can be. She gives us assignments, at least ten pages or more, And if we don't know it,-why,-she stands us in the floor. However she is very sweet, we all do declare, And we surely pay attention! To do otherwise, we don't dare. MR. LIVINGSTON A great big brawny man is he, The one who teaches our Biology. He is als-o a coach, and a good one at that. Do you think he can discipline? Let him give you He is very good looking with a slysort of smile, When he tells you to get busy, you stay busy for a He's so full of fun, we like him very much, But remember he's a teacher and we treat him as You can't get by him with a grin and a bluff, Because he's a man who certainly knows his stuff. MISS STAIRS Miss Stairs, our English teacher, sure is a peach, There's nothing in language that she can't teach. . She may be short and look very small, But when it comes to teaching English she beats all. Some of us may think she's an awful crank, When she hands us some very low rank, But believe me you get just what you deserve, When she's feeling good, you get a little in reserve. When we stay after school for an hour or two, Do we do good next day? You can just bet we do. You can't help liking her, for she's really a dear, , ,We .allusurely hope she'll,be with us next year. a bat. while. such. them Thirteen

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Wjegaversi ei excitedly. We will manage somehow, said William with an assurance he did not feel. As he entered the house the stranger rose to greet him. He was a middle-aged man with clear blue eyes, hair tinged with gray, and a grayish moustache. I hope you will not think I am intrud- ing, said the stranger, but I have lost my 'and thought perhaps I might find way, lodging here. My name is Baker. You are welcome to what we have here, although it is not much and very poor, said William graciously. As they sat down to a very humble sup- per of bacon and greasy fried potatoes everything suddenly changed. The pota- toes became delicious mashed ones, the bacon changed to roast goose, the poorly clad children became dressed in silk and satin, and Williiarn's mother rose from the couch where she had been lying and walk- ed over to the table. William turned to speak to the stranger, and found that he had vanished. In his chair, however, was a large piece of paper. William picked it up, and this is what he read: In return for the kindness which you would have shown me, had I remained, I leave you this little reward. Go into the country tomorrow, and after you pass the home of Mr. Lane, you will see a cottage, that sets away from the road, with a hedge around it and covered with roses. The key is in the lock, and the house is yours. Do as you want to with it. At this moment John rushed into the room. I've had the most wonderful time. I'm glad I made that wish instead of any other. Come out into the yard and I will tell you all about it. I think mine will be as interesting as yours, when you hear it, said William as they walked out of the house. CORNELIA SHAW '33 RESOLVE TO BE ONWARD To keep my health! To do my work! To live! To see to it I grow and gain and give! Never to look behind me for an h-our To wait in weakness and to walk in power, But always fronting onward to the light, Always, and always facing toward the rightg Robbed, starved, defeated, fallen, wide astray, On with the strength I have, Onward today. Let's study the ways of the worldg And study the ways of life! It's the hustling chap who gets the best and wins out in the strife 3 Let's follow the fellow who is wide awake as chance goes swinging by, And we'll get the best there is in life and the biggest plum in the pie! Twelve LAURA GREEN '33

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LOCALS E 'Eg gfiversi JUNE Oh, blossoms that peep in the hollows, . .Oh, grasses that spring on the lea, Oh, dear little twittering swallows, You're bringing the summer to me. Oh, streamlets that flash in the sunlight, Oh, blue of the far-reaching sky! Oh. violets that close to the night You're saying that summer is nigh. Oh, winds blowing warm -from the Southland, Oh, patter of soft dropping rain! There's'charm in your magical hand To awaken the summer again. LAURA L. GREENE '33 WHO HAS A BOOK? Who has a book, Has a friend at hand, Has gold and gear At his command. L And rich estates, If he will look, Are held by him Who has a book. CARL FERNALD '33 In addition to the change from a four to a six year high school this year a new course of study has been offered by the commercial department. Classes in typewriting, bookkeeping, shorthand and comm-ercial arithmetic have been open to students in the two upper classes. This department was organized to meet the needs of .students who wish to enter the field of business upon com- pleting their high school course as well as those who will want to continue their commercial education after leav- ing high sohool. The course offers a working knowledge of business proce- dure such as will be useful in business dealings in everyday life, and at the same time it is specialized enough to be Fourteen of use to those who wish to enter ofiice work. With this in mind, accuracy, neatness, thoroughness and alertness in mental and written work are stressed in all classes. The course has proved to be a popular one and with advanced classes to be offered next year, the fa- cilities of the department are apt to be inadequate. The Indoor Fair held in Union Hall April 9, proved to be a very successful enterprise. Attractive booths, decorated in brightly colored paper, streamers, and balloons transferred the hall into the appearance of a real midway. Gypsy girls told fortunes, a novelty orchestra