Woodland High School - Jewel Yearbook (Woodland, ME)

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H-gg g Wg gn g T H E SAFETY ESSAY P. Parks Safety is very important to us today -today more than one hundred years ago, because we live in an age of automa- tism, with untold power and energy avail- able to millions of us at the SIIZID of a switch. liife now is far richer and pro- ductive than ever before because of our many labor saving devices. Yet as we enjoy the inventions and developments which excel even the wildest dreams of only a decade' ago, we are introducing potential hazzards, eyen greater than those faced by the primitive 111311 in the wilderness. Although we have these things work- ing against us, we also have some work- ing to increase our safety. There are people laboring day after day in various ways to safeguard the pub- lic from such 'things as: fire, accident, theft, and explosion. Although we have people like this working to increase our safety, we still find some careless people who do not safeguard themselves and have no thought for others. You may have heard a person say that a child is well taken care of by pointing out that he is safe at home. But statistics show that this person is wrong to some extent. Figures show that more people are hurt every year in the home than are hurt in industrial plants or in other places. One person dies every 14 minutes in the United States as a result of an acci- dent at home. It could happen in the living room where people slip on polished floors, and stumble over rugs that curl at tl1e edgesg or in the bedroom where children roll out of bed, get smothered in the crib, or get suffocated by some careless adult who has taken them to bed to keep them quiet while they are crying. The home is not the only place where safety must be practiced. There are such places as the streets, where practically every day some sort of an accident is re- ported. This accident may only be minor J EVVEL 23 where perhaps a car had skidded and gone i11to the ditch. Or it could have been a very bad one in which people had been killed. On sidewalks accidents frequently occurg such as, the older people slipping on ice, bicycles knocking them down, or in some way tripping them. However, between tl1e ages of 3 to 21-an age span that blankets both ele- mentary and high school youth-1 he most accidents occur among elementary and high school age. The ranking causes of accidental deaths in 1936 were as follows: motor vehicles, 38 per centg drowning, 19 per centg burns, 12 per centg and falls. 9 per cent. Among high school youth they were motor vehicles, 50 per cent, drowning, 15 per centg falls, 8 per cent: and fire arms, 6 per cent. These figures show us that many peo- ple are killed every year that perhaps would have been still alive had they not been careless, and had thought about and practiced safety. P. Parks PK' as if if :Xi XVHEATSTONE BRIDGE Before I begin this little article, I should like to ask one question. Have you ever seen or heard tell of this bridge? If you haven't it would be well to con- tinue these lines. lf you have, please turn the page. Have you ever ridden across the Brooklyn Bridge in New York? Doesn't it give you sort of a funny feeling to be so far up in the air? Now on this wonderful VVheatstone Bridge you have an altogeth- er dilferent feeling. Your breath isnlt taken away by the height and you don't wonder at the thought of such a puny power as man being able to build such a large and majestic structure. It is about time for you, dear read- ers, to begin wondering what this is all about. I'm sure you must be a bit cur- ions. Human beings don't ride over this

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Essays A MARBLE MEMORY By Foster L. Ilibbard The most beautiful building in the world is the Taj Mahal at Agra, India. The constructioii of this great edifice was begun in 1630, and 22 years elapsed dur- ing construction. The story of the Taj goes thusly: Emperor Shah Jehan, grieved by the death of Empress Mumtaz Mahal, deter- mined to build a monument that would be beautiful a11d as graceful as the Empress-something that would surpass i11 grace and beauty anything previously constructed by man and anything to come after, something that would hold her memory and fascinate the World for a thousand years, something graceful and beautiful, yet rising majestically above all of man's accomplishments. The Emperor called his architect Usted Isa and told him to construct a monument that would encase her body and in which her spirit would remain for- ever. UMake it as beautiful, as graceful, and as majestic as she was, he command- ed. And then, in 1630, was begun the great monument which was dedicated to a greater love. Construction was begun on the bank of the Jumna River. The earth was searched for the purest marble. For 22 years thousands of pounds of sil- ver were brought from Persia. Thou- sands of pearls were brought from Asia. Finally, at. the end of 22 years, the temple stood complete and the body of the Empress was placed inside this beau- tiful tomb. Because of the great c-ost of the Taj, Cabout S10,000,000j there was a revolt and the Emperor was dethroned and im prisoned. Seven long years he spent waiting for the time when he would join his be- loved wife. Finally, at the age of 73, broken in body and spirit, he realized the time be- tween himself and eternity was short, indeed. His request, to be given one last view of the Taj Mahal, was granted. At dawn he was carried to the Jas- mine Tower, which is a short distance from the Taj. As the first streaks of dawn appeared in the east the Emperor, with his strength rapidly ebbing from his body, knew that he would soofn be placed in the marble mausoleum, which he had spent the great- er part of his life building. As the first rays of rising sun struck the Taj, giving it an appearance of a golden halo, the folds of death slowly enveloped him, and the Emperor's spirit silently went to join that of the Empress in the Taj-the crown of Mahal. Today the Taj Mahal still stands- graceful, beautiful, and majestic. It has never been surpassed in grace and beauty and will never be-by man or nature. The Taj is most beautiful on a bright moonlight night. As the moon comes up, the shadows, silently, mysteriously van- ish, and the sound of the fountains plays in the background. Such a scene brings to mind these famous lines of Longfellow: And tl1e night shall be filled with music And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arab, And silently steal away. So is it, today. and so shall it. be- forever! The Taj Mahal-The Crown of Mahal!

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Y 24 THE JEVS EL ilki bridge, and that which does use this bridge, doesn't go over it, but through it. HOLD YOURSELF!! It is merely an apparatus used to measure electrical resistance. I won't go into detail because I know you would not be in the least interested. Blair Brown '40 S? SF its IK4 Stl THE MYSTE R IOUS CURTAIN Ifntouehed by human hands, made of some exclusive unknown material, hem- med with a golden thread, its magnifi- cence called upon my imagination. Its many rare colors blended togeth- er like the dangling bracelets on a gypsy's arm, As I fixed my gaze on this mysterious curtain, the colors slowly mingled and faded into solitary darknessg while from all around tl1e edge, slowly creeping. came more darkness, I am merely referring to this beau- tiful sunset as it steadily changed into night. Kay Dudley it :lk elk 'Xi fl? AN OLD COAT It had hung there ever so long. No one ever put it on now. It used to be beautiful and cost a lot of money when Dad had bought. it. Once it was hung in the hall, where people admired it, but now it was either packed away in an old box or hung in the dark cellar way, The buttons had been taken off and put on something else. It had been torn where Dad had carelessly caught it on a nail. Dad had worn it when he was court- ing Mother. He used to be a handsome and gallant young man with dark eyes, dark hair, and a dark complexion. The coat had helped to make him look well. Probably if the poor old thing could talk it would say something like this. Yea! I helped you out and made you look nice, and now you use me like this. Youill get your pay someday. There are lots of people who would love to patch me up and wear me. Poor thing! Isn't it a shame it had to wear out! Muriel Moreside SF 3? Ill: Sl: :Xi LOST ON A MOUNTAIN IN MAINE The book is the story of the heroic adventures of twelve-year-old Donn Fend- ler, lost for eight days in the much fear- ed Maine wilderness. 4'LoSt on a Mountain in Maine viv- idly portray's Donn's experiences day by day, from the time he became lost in a fog on Mt. Katahdin until he was seen on the East Branch of the Penobscot, nearly dead, seven days later. Experienced woodsmen who 'fknow Mt. Katahdin say they will never be able to understand how such an undersized boy, shoeless and living for eight days on berries alone, ever survived such a har- rowing experience. A person must have something be- sides physical endurance to encounter several bears, come out of a dilirium, re- ceive hundreds of insect bites, and walk for a week on numbed feet. This young Boy Scout certainly did have that something to bring him through eight. pianful days-alive. As he said afterward, he owed everything to his Boy Scout training and to his faith in God. Foster L. Hibbard 7-12