Woodland High School - Jewel Yearbook (Woodland, ME)

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IO 'I' II E l E IV E li Literary A PART Y-LINE COMEDY It so happened that Mrs. Gossip's husband was of the shiftless type. In spite of Mrs. Gossips untiring efforts to make him improve his appearance and look for a job, he seemed content to sit around home and do nothing. Their son had a good job and practically kept the family, much to the satisfaction of his father. YVhen Mrs. Gossip missed a Ladies' Aid meeting, the ladies always took the opportunity to discuss Mr. Gossip and his demerits quite unsparingly. A few of the more daring ones even ventured to men- tion his faults to Mrs. Gossip. On this particular morning, Mrs. Gos- sip took her last pan of cookies from the oven and set them on a rack to cool. Af- ter patting her hair in place and smooth- ing her apron, she bustled into the hall to the telephone. No sooner had she lifted the receiver than a click was heard, then, t'Hello--hello! That you Myr'a?', That creaky voice could belong to none other than Mrs. Snoop, decided Mrs. Gossip, and she was calling Myra Jones. CShe also decided to keep the re- ceiver to her earl. L I'he cat just upset the gold-fish, squeaked Mrs. Snoop, Hand I had to get lem up afore she et them. Glad you held the line, Myra, As we were sayin', that old town nuisance ought to be done away with-- Certainly,i' interrupted Myra, Hit would be a great benefit to the commun- ity if the brute died. Land knows, he's old enough! Mrs. Gossip grew more intent. 'Whom on earth were they talking about? It couldn't be--- Again her thoughts were interrupted by the creaky voice of Mrs. Snoop com- ing over the wire: It's a downright shame how he frigliteiis the children. Surely he can't be of any use to the fain- ily, always around underfoot, the lazy critter! Mrs. Gossip gasped. Ilow could they dare talk that way about her husband? Of course tl1Z1,tiS whom they were talking about. Hadn't they even said as much to her? Still, she continued to listen as Myra once more stormed forth. HI heard some of the men were going to urge him away' from the house some night and shoot him, or else give him a good dose of chloroform. I don't see wlly on earth the Pratts keep that terrible old dog. He must be--- Iler voiced trailed on, but Mrs. Gos- sip had fainted. Pl? S6 Pl? 5? CO-PILOT A light haze hung over the field and hangers of Newark Airport. The red boundary lights winked and blinked thru the thickening veil covering them. In front of the hangers the large Hoodlights cast a soft warm glow over' the concrete apron below. Through the open door of Hanger No. 6 one could see a huge silver plane squatting on the floor much the same as an eagle in its nest. A numb-er of tiny figures were swarming over it preparing it for a flight. Ileadlights 'flashed across the fog, and a small coupe pulled up just inside the gate. The door opened slightly then closed again.

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THE JEWEIL 9 The Post Graduate course is a gen- eral course available to all sincere gradu- ates of our high school by the approval of the pincipal. A post graduate benefits by the same equipment and training as a high school student, this course enables him to further his education, even though he may not be able to attend college. Choosing a course is a very serious matter, and the subject should be thought through carefully, before any decision is made. Since there is a possibility of changing the mind after a few years, those who can, may take extra subjects. This is not advisable if the student takes an active part in many after-school ac- tivities. IVe appreciate the great educational field of our' high school, for a school of its size. ours is an exceptional one, since it offers such a varied type of study, which is adaptable to each individual student. Sk if if Sk THE IDEAL SENIOR Since the Seniors have reached the highest goal in High School and should Pl to elif! be the Ideals of all under classmen, we think it only proper to give the under classmen's opinion on what type of per- sons We consider ideal. The Ideal Senior must be courteous, friendly, helpful, and clean. His friend- liness and courtesy must not extend only to his elders, but to all his schoolmates. Ile must analyze his own personality, for- get himself for a while, and learn to un- derstand others and make them happy. In so doing, he himself will have become interesting because of his courtesy and kindness. A true leader forgets himself in helping others. He must be ready to cooperate with schoolmates and members ot the faculty, for it is cooperation and cooperation only that makes a good school. Above all, the Ideal we look up to must be clean. He must be physically, morally and mentally clean, for success was never achieved by an unsound body and mind. Another and a very important char- acter trait that the Ideal Senior must possess is sportsmanship. If he will hold his temper, laugh when he is defeated, conceal his pride in victory, trust his fel- lowmeng and be brave when the task seems too difficult, we will hail him as our leaderl and friend. X .

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THE E VV E4 L I1 Thanks for the ride Jessica. I didn't think you'd even speak to me after last night. I'm sorry for what happened, but I can't stand this much longer. The co-pilot jinx has got me. Why don't you see the superinten- dent again? 'tThat's just it. 'live seen him two or three times now. He told me pointblank that I haven't the ability to be a chief pilot. As a co-pilot Im O. K., but when I'm picked to make a trip it's just be- cause Ifm supposed to bring good weath- er and good luck. You don't get very far on your luck around here. The only way I'll ever be promoted is to take over in an emergency. I'll prove to them some day that I have the ability if I only get the chance. t'XVell, XVarren, I hope you get your chance. You certainly deserve it, but until you do, there's no hope for us. You know how father is. He believes that I'll never be happy without the things I've always had, and he knows they'll never come out of a co-pilots salary. t'But, Jessica. I don't see what dif- ference that makes. A eo-pilots salary is far above the pay on the majority of jobs held by young men my age, and I'm sure of a job. Your father is just an old grouch. 77 t'lVarren Jackson. donlt you talk about my father that way. Do we have to have this all over again after last night? Dad is only thinking of my hap- piness. He knows that you have little chance for promotion now. Don't you see? No, I don't. You're old enough to think for yourself now, but you still al- low your father to dictate to youfl HXVarren, you get out of my car this instant. You're just a pig-headed fool. t'Alright, child of luxury, have it your own way, as usualf' The doorf of the car finally opened. A tall young man stepped out. He was dressed in a neat blue co-pilot's uniform. VVithout turning he strode across the field to a door marked Pilots Only. He tossed a cynical glance at the sign as he entered. The car swung about, slowly drove down the field and was soon swal- lowed up by the engulfing darkness be- youd. Inside the pilots room a few men were sitting about discussing the weath- er, recent flights, and the latest stewar- dess the company had hired. They hard- ly noticed Vlfarren who went straight to his locker and busied himself by need- lessly rearranging its contents. A voice blared forth from the loud speaker over the door. Flight 60 is changed to a special charter run. Leaving for Chicago in 25 minutes. Stuart Taylor, pilot, XVHFF611 Jackson, co-pilot. Jackson wanted in the operation room immediately. The loud voice subsided and the men resumed their talking. Vlfarren knew Tayloris reason for se- lecting him as a co-pilot again. He was just a good luck charm. He hurried thru the building and soon arrived at the glass door marked t'Operations Dept. As he entered, Taylor was checking the flight sheet. The flight manager placed a fresh batch of teletype weather reports on the table in front of VVarren. The first thing to catch his eye was the following report: Low pressure area ac- companied by electrical disturbances moving SE over Great Lakes. YVind di- rection SE. VVind velocity 45 m, p. h, at Cleveland. Taylor glanced up from his work long enough to say VVell, how's you're luck tonight? old dear. a charm around here as he had some time. He'd show them if he only got the chance. He H VVe'll soon find out, Jackson, Just been for someday, groaned inwardly on that diff' He moved over to the flight manager and asked him who chartered the plane. Oh, some old bird called the reser- vations dept. and asked for one for Chi- cago. The clerk told him all planes were temporarily grounded. He blew up and growled something about his influence. The clerk hung up. About five minutes later the superintendent ordered Flight 60 chartered for Chicago. I explained about the weather, but the old duffer is a