Woodland High School - Jewel Yearbook (Woodland, ME)

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T H E the voice and smile of her childhood champion and friend. Frank Randale. The following days found them often together. Frank told of his father's bank failing. and his having to work his way through college. Ile was now a lawyer, and had returned to the town of his birth for a few days of well-earned rest, after having won an exceptionally long, drawn out, and bitterly fought case. All too soo11 the two weeks passed and Lillian. her mother and Frank were spending their last evening together. Be- cause it was a pleasant evening. Frank suggested they take a final walk along the coast. Mrs. Bennett pleaded last minute packing as an excuse. for, being wise, she thought they would prefer this last night to themselves. UI believe you understand how much I respect and love you, Lillian, said Frank quietly. She. however. was start- led and not a little upset. He went on. 'tl have a feeling you love me too. IYill you marry me ? Lillian turned a deep red and tllen became very pale. Iler' heart ached to give him the satisfaction, which he de- sired. but pride and fear prevented her from uncovering her true feelings about him. Frank she broke the silence. In- stantly he turned and was about to take her in his arms, when she sobbed. NI ean't marry you I Knowing that she was not a girl who would change her mind or ever hint at the mystery which necessitated this reply. Frank determined to solve it. UI will be over to help you tomorrow afternoonft he promised her. she entered her home. 'tYVhy don't you go to bed dear? asked Mrs. Bennett thoughtfully. t'XVe are going to have a hard day tomorrow. IVhat time does the train leave D? Two-thirty. Good night V, called Lillian as she ascended the stairs. Peep- ing through her window, she smiled sad- ly, thinking she might have been out there with Frank. t'Lillian Bennett, she at- tacked herself sternly, without a cent to buy' a trousseau or leave your mother, how can you ever dream of getting mar- ried 'F' E W E L 15 The next morning Lillian didn't no- tice the beautiful sunshine, as she ate her breakfast. Her lids were swollen from long hours of weeping. Suddenly the door opened. Telegram for Mith Bennettf' lisped a tiny barefoot boy in blue overalls. Lillian jumped from her seat and grabbed the letter. Oh, mother, scream- ed Lillian. Look at this! Rushing in- to the kitchenette, she fiourished a certi- fied check for +1000 before her mother's astonished eyes. HI never dreamed--I for- got about--It's first prize for- For what? excitedly questioned Mrs. Bennett. HThe first day we come, I was so happy that I sat down and wrote a short. story, and sent it in to the Liberty.', Oh, mother, we can pay the hospital bill, our outstanding accounts, and I can mar- ry Frank, she blurted. Then her face fell. I refused him last night because of--well. circumstances! However, if he still wants me-- You bet he doesll' grinned Frank from the parlor doorway. How did you get here? inquired L-illian joyfully. Then. looking at her mother's dancing eyes-- So it was a con- spiracyl' -sr Althea Barstow, '38 UN ACCIDENT La journee fait clair et soleil, les oiseaux ehantent, et les fleurs sont tres belles. Tout le monde a ltair d'etre heureux. I'ne jeune fille, une tres belle fille avec les yeux bruns et les cheveus bruns fait H119 promenade. A cote d'elle est sa petite chienne. Le nom de-cette iille est Marie Scott et elle a dix-huit ans. Elle demeure avec ses parents dans une grande maison sur une colline. Les parents de Marie sont tres riches et Marie a tout ce qu'elle veut mais elle n'a pas tout. Elle n'a pas son ami qui s'en est alle. Son

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14 THE JEVVEIL ney. The automatic control jerked us to a stop rather quickly. 'flt certainly did, the girl assured him, as she straightened her saucy pill- box hat. Then with a smile that display- ed an even row of pearly white teeth, she said, ttlim afraid you weren't watching the controls very closelyf' Jack blushed, then looked up and stammered, Huh?--Oh, I--that is--well, no. I guess I wasnlt . To be truthful, l was really looking' at you. If you have forgiven me, would you mind telling me your name if' UOf course I have forgiven you. My name is Connie Bryan. I came here look- ing for a job. You see, I wrote to the manager, Mr. Manship about the secre- tarial position I saw advertised in the paper. He suggested that I come down for an interview, so here I am!,' Jack looked surprised as Well as pleased. I hope you will get the job, he replied, Hthen I could ride you up and down often. VVith a bump included each time, I supposefl laughed Connie. Say do you realize we have been stopped here for 20 minutes? Hear those buzzers! You'd bet- ter let me out and get on the job. Jack was so happy that he could only stare at Connie and smile. Finally he managed to say--tWVell, Connie, I'll have to lower away, but please believe me when I say this is the nicest elevator trip I ever had. Incidently, I'll be around when your interview is over. Going down! Going down! Pl? 16 as Sis THE CONSPIRACY If I could only get away from it all! Just one short week is all I'd ask--- just to rest and read to my heart's con- tent, and not have this incessant worry over bills! bills! bills ! ran Lillian's thoughts as she emerged from the subway and wended her way through the crowd, which, like herself, was homeward bound, after another day at the office. She was not a beautiful girl, but there was about her an indefinable something which caus- ed passerby to think, 'tHow attractive she is! NVith her vivid blue eyes, fring- ed with long, dark lashes, and with satin- like skin, tinted blush pink by the wind and exercise, she, indeed, presented a lovely picture. A thrill of excitement entered her being as she noticed the new green of the grass, buds bursting forth on the trees, and the feeling of life be- ginning anew. She hastened her steps until she reached the apartment house, where her mother greeted her with a smile, saying, ttDinner is ready, dear, you must be hungry' after your walk, so I'll hustle things on while you get ready. Lillian hastily? put hat, coat, and scarf in the clothes press, performed her ablutions, and sat down to eat lunch. A few minutes later Mrs. Bennett went into the dining room. ttLillian, why aren't you eating? she exclaimed. At the sound of her mother's sympa- thetic voice, the girl burst into tears. Oh, Mother, she wept., I can't stand this continual strain of not knowing where the next cent is coming from. Mrs. Bennett replied grimly, 'tThat settles it! You are going to have a vaca- tion and--- But, Mother, interrupted Lillian, where shall we get the money? NI value my daughterls health more than money,', her mother quietly replied. YVe'll plan to go back to Maine. It was good to be back in the quiet, little town of her childhood. For the first time since her father's death, her mother really seemed happy and content. They spent hours walking by the sea, re- newing old friendships, and relaxing as much as possible. On the third day of their vacation, Mrs. Bennett went to call on a former school-mate, and Lillian decided to stroll along the coast. As she rounded the point, she came upon a man, seated upon a stone and gazing out to sea. He looked up quickly, then stood up, smiling, and advanced toward her. '4Am I dreaming or is it Lillian Bennett who approaches? he laughed. At once Lillian recognized

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16 THE JENVEL nom est Jean, L'ami avec qu'elle ajoue comme une enfant. Inconnu a Marie, autour du coin, un jeune homme promene aussi. Il a l'air triste et il pense comme il promene. Il pense a so11 amie qu'il a quittee il y a beaucoup d'ans. Son nom est Marie. Il y a un petit chien a cote de lui. Il y a un accident comme les deux, Marie et Jean, rencontrent. Marie tombe toute de suite mais Jean l'aide se lever ne pas sachant qu'elIe est Marie, sa veille amie. En attendant, lest deux chiens re- gardent chaque a' l'autre. Ils deviennent lest amis dans quelques moments, La fille et l'homme parlent ensemble. Jai oublee de me presenter, le jeune homme, a dit. f'Je m'appelle Jean Renaud. Je vous demande une question. La famille de Scout, est-ce qu'elle de-- meure iei? Oni, a repondu la fillef' Hlls de- meurent dans cette grand maison sur la 37 collinef' Marie, y-demeure-t-elle aussi ol Oni Je suis Marie et Je sais lequel vous etes maintenant. Je me rappelle. Vous etes Jean. Jean, mon ami perdu pendant si loilgtempsf' Oni, Marie, Je suis Jean. Je m'en suis alle gagner beaucoup d'argent. Main- tenant Je suis riche. Je demeurerai ici niaintenant avec vous si vous veuillez cela, Marie, Marions nous, Marie, et nous de- meurerons ici notre toute vie dans une maisou a cote de la maison de vos par- ents. Jean, Je suis heurese, J'etait si tris- te parcel que jlavais peur que vous ne re- tourneriez pas. Maintenant allons voir mes parents. Oni, mais nous avons oublie nos chiensf' Les deux promenent ensemble tout le long' de la rue. Heuxeus etait l'accident qu'a apporte ensemble ces deux. E. Leighton, '39 W Ili 1? :IF FRIENDSHIP Riches indeed are very' fine, Health, love, and beauty too, But what is life without a friend, A friend who is good and true? A friend who'll always help you In sorrow and in woe, Whose love will ever be with you No matter where you go. Thus, as you go through life's hard storms, You'll be helped along' the way By a friend who will be faithful Wheii all else is swept away. Now, stop to think a moment Of this gift that God can send: Then take this earthly blessing, And pause to be a friend. E . Leighton, '39