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Yearbook Name
The Spectrum 1933
Location
Sanford, Maine (York County)
Additional Information
MARIAN THOMPSON
NORMAN SHAPLEIGH
W e had supposed, tour years ago, that Marian and
Norman would be with us at this time, but “God fulfills
Himself in many ways.” In memory of these classmates,
with deep regret at their passing, we dedicate this book.
To
MARIAN THOMPSON
and
NORMAN SHAPLEIGH
PAGE FIVE
CONTENTS
Page 5
Dedication , .. Page 9
Senior I resident . • • . .. Page 9
Senior Class Adviser Page 10
Honor Roll Year Book Editor-in-Chief . .. Page H . .. Page 11
Year Book General Chairman .. . Page 13
Participants in Craduat.on Exerctses ... . . .. Page 15
Year Book Board History . ... Page 17 .... Page 22
Class Parts .... Page 22
Junior Prom Page 23
Class Officers .... Page 23
Red and White Board Page 25
Statistics of Class . . • • Page 45
Literature Page 65
Athletics Page 83
Humor Page 94
Autographs Page 97
Ads
page seven
JOHN H. FLEMING LESLIE W MacKAY
SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT SENIOR CLASS ADVISER
PAGE NINE
HONOR ROLL
Jean Lois Stiles (Valedictorian) . 94.75
Norma Frances Hanscom (Salutatonan) .. . . 93.94
. . 93.10
Harry Sutcntte ototi
. . 92.93
Edith Frances \\ eld . . 91.92
Dorothy Frances Plaisted . . 91.84
. . 91.79
Velma Anderson Diggery . . 90.42
Lurline * »eneva Sladen ■ • • . . . 89.84
Gedeon Michael LaMontagne • . . . 89.38
page ten
ALBER 'I' SPENDLOVE
YEAR BOOK EDITOR-IN-CHIEF
SUTCLIFFE STOTT
YEAR BOOK. GENERAL
CHAIRMAN
PAGE ELEVEN
PAGE THIRTEEN
Participants in Graduation Exercises
YEAR BOOK BOARD
ALBERT SPENDLOVE
EdItor-in-Chief
SUTCLIFFE STOTT
General Chairman
Advertising Committee
WILBUR CLARK DOMINIQUE POULIN
Athletic Committee
PAULA VALLELY
ARTHUR BUTLER
JOHN FLEMING
Statistics Committee
VELMA DIGGERY
JACK WATSON
EDITH WELD
Finance Committee
DOROTHY PLAISTED
WENDELL MERRIFIELD
HELEN MERRILL
Photograph Comm.'ttee
NATHALIE MULLINS LORINA THOMPSON
ESTHER BENNETT
Literature Committee
NATHALIE MULLINS HELEN MERRILL
DOROTHY PLAISTED ESTHER BENNETT
Humor Committee
LOIS CHADBOURNE VELMA DIGGERY
Class Historians
JEAN STILES
LOTS CHADBOURNE
PAGE FIFTEEN
HISTORY OF THE CLASS
OF 1933
By JEAN STILES
Assisted by LOIS CHADBOURNE
Since the time has arrived when we
journey out into the world and yield
our place to other classes to come, it
behooves us to reflect upon the class
and school events, and also the individ-
ual attainments which have contribut-
ed to our class history.
A sad day it was when, early in
lune of the year 1929, the boys and
girls of the eighth grade classes of
Sanford ami Springvale lazily trooped
homeward. Yet it was a happy sig-
nificant day in the same year but in
the month of September when those
some groups joyfully ami proudly
made their way toward Sanford High.
Significant of what? Determination?
Progress? Wait, and you shall see.
We. the class of '33, were destined to
plav our part, not an insignificant one
in the affairs of Sanford High.
Green as we may have appeared, we
were also true blue ; for at the very
outset we did our share in dousing
the Green Eagles, consisting of Seniors
and Sophomores to be triumphant in a
magazine contest conducted by the
Curtis Puldishing Company.
The first chapter of our high school
fife seems to have overflowed with new
projects which, although not sponsored
bv our class alone, had a marked effect
on our curriculum. The year 1929
marked the beginning of a new sched-
ule consisting of eight periods, the last
being given over to special electives,
thus giving the students a chance to
develop their talent. A new course.
Dramatics, under the supervision c.f
Miss Marjorie Vallely was also added
to the curriculum ; and in order to give
the students having eighth period
classes an opportunity to obtain their
dinner at school, a new lunch system
was installed during Christmas vaca-
tion. Gradually this system has been
improved until with the aid of a new
cafeteria added to the building in 1931.
it has become one of the best in the
state.
Because of expense of interschol-
astic sports and several other reasons.
intramural sports for girls were intro-
duced. Xlthough doing away with the
opportunity to win a berth on the var-
sity disappointed many girls, they were
compelled to admit that the intramural
plan seemed better adapted to the
school.
Our first year was concluded with
our individual scholastic attainment
when Jean Stiles, a Springvale student,
was awarded the Goodall Medal for
obtaining the highest rank in the
school.
The formation of the Girls’ Athletic
Association and also the “S” Club were
among the opening, events of the sec-
ond chapter of our high school life.
The former organization serves as a
means of bringing together the girls
of every degree of athletic ability.
while the latter embraces those who
have been sufficiently skilled to attain
a letter.
X dark shadow crossed the path of
the class in 1930. when on December
29, one of its beloved members. Marion
Thompson of Springvale, died after a
verv brief illness. Throughout the re-
mainder of the four years, we have
missed the cheerful presence of this
popular student of the Home Eco-
nomics course.
The first indication of our dramatic
talent came when Dorothy Plaisted
was given the role of maid in the
PAGE NINETEEN
“Romantic Age.” the annual play given
by the dramatics class. Very rarely
is an underclassman, especially a soph-
omore, cast in a play.
Talent in another direction was soon
revealed. Mildred DeHaven, who seems
a pronounced playwright, won the
prize of $25. for composing an original
play about meat in a contest sponsored
by the National Livestock and Meat
Board. Furthermore, in her junior
year. Miss DeHaven climbed several
degrees higher, winning first prize in
Maine in another contest of the same
kind.
Once again as the school year closed.
our class figured in graduation ; since,
for the second time, Jean Stiles re-
ceived the Goodall Medal.
When we returned to resume our
studies in the fall of 1931. a great
change had taken place in our school
building. During the summer, four
classrooms and a new cafeteria had
been added and several other improve-
ments made.
Among the first happenings of the
year was the organization of the S. IT.
S. Glee Club composed entirely of girls.
'Rhe Club provided entertainment at
many social affairs throughout the
year.
Tt was about this time that several
members of the class, other than those
already mentioned, became conspicu-
ous. Perhaps the most widely recogn-
ized was Avis Johnson of Sanford who.
bein<z gifted with the “Golden Voice”
of New England has achieved much
prominence as a singer, thus bringing
great honor to her class. Individual
ability seemed to extend in the literary
and art fields as well. Since the spring
of 1931 Albert Spendlove has won the
admiration of many followers in his
clever and wittv column “Who’d a
Thunk Tt” published monthly in the
“Red and White”.
But. wait we have omitted to
speak of the “little genius” bearing the
name of Wilbur Clark. Clark hopes
to achieve great things in the future;
and he certainly has made a good be-
ginning. From his Freshman days to
graduation, his essays and stories have
been eagerly read by the student body.
His excellent drawings, particularly his
clever advertisements, have caused
many exclamations of admiration.
Our class has always taken an ac-
tive part in sports. Wendell Merri-
field and Frank (Mickey) McHugh
have been our outstanding athletes
since we entered high school, Merri-
field having received the honor of earn-
ing a letter in basketball when he was
a mere freshman. At the boys’ inter-
class track meet of 1932. we. as juniors,
obtained the largest number of points;
thus being claimed the winners.
The girls also have earned their
share of athletic honors. From the in-
terclass basketball game, during our
third year, the girls of our class em-
erged as winners.
Tn the face of 1932 it became time
for us to embark on the last part of
journey through Sanford High. Al-
though shorter and perhaps less event-
ful than the preceding years, it has
perhaps been the more significant.
To guide the class to the end of
the journey, John Fleming, president
during the year 1931-32. was re-elect-
ed. John, one of our most popular
boys, was in his freshman year known
as the plumpest and jolliest member
of the class. He has. however, since
balanced his width in height and be-
came one of our outstanding football
players. John, who is also of a dra-
matic trend as has been proved by his
participation in the annual plays for
two consecutive years, has proven him-
self a faithful and efficient leader.
It naturally resulted that the major-
ity of the 1932-33 editorial hoard of
PAGE TWENTY
the ‘‘Red and White” consisted of sen-
iors, who with Jean Stiles as Editor-
-in-Chief, Nathalie Mullins as Manag-
ing Editor, Albert Spendlove as Busi-
ness Manager. Lois Chadbourne as As-
sistant Editor, W ilbur Clark as Liter-
arc Editor, Paula Vallely and Dom-
inique Poulin as Sports Editors. Velma
Diggery and Dorothy Plaisted as Cir-
culation and Exchange Editors respec-
tively, have diligently attempted to im-
prove and carry on the school publica-
tion successfully in spite of the exist-
ing depression. One of the most un-
usual assemblies ever held in the
school was sponsored by the board at
the time of the 1932 presidential elec-
tion in form of a straw vote, the result
of which falsely indicated that Hoover
was to be elected.
Parallel with this has toiled the
Library Association with Doris Glid-
den as president. Its members have
worked industriously to maintain the
library in good condition and to make
improvements as well.
\gain our dramatic students come
to the front in the three one-act plays
entitled “Nevertheless.” “The \ aliant”
and “Grandma Pulls the Strings." giv-
en by the Dramatics Class in behalf of
the Atheletic Association.
Our last contribution to the social
events of the school was at the Senior
Social in the form of a circus with Al-
bert Spendlove as manager.
Our yearly socials have always been
the crowning events of our social
career. At our Freshmen Social a com-
edy representing the faculty in school
days was enacted by many members of
the class. A short romantic play was
presented at the social of our sopho-
more year, while our Junior Social
featured a melodrama “Lillie of the
Alley" of which Jack Watson was the
heroine.
Unfortunately, because of the effects
of the depression, it became necessary
to omit physical education and several
extra-curricula studies during our sen-
ior year. Although many of our por-
jccts were hampered by lack of suf-
ficient tinanmial support. nevertheless,
we have shown ourselves good sports
in cooperating to overcome every
drawback.
The niche we have carved in the his-
tory of the school is not a deep one,
yet it is permanent; and although we
cannot forsee the outcome of the fu-
ture. we can but hope that with the
aid of One above, each one of us will
take advantage of the opportunities
lying before him.
Now as we pass forever beyond the
portals of Sanford High, some of us to
snecific training and some of us to the
c dlege of hard knocks, we wish those
lasses who will succeed us good luck
c > 'hired with a prosperous era.
PAGE TWENTY-ONE
___ ___ ____
CLASS PARTS
CLASS ORATION
Gideon La Montagne
CLASS GIFTS
Jack Waddington Lorina Thompson
CLASS PROPHECY
John Watson Velma Diggery
JUNIOR PROM
The Junior Prom given by the Class of *33 to the Class of '32 was i
event. The town hall was decorated in green and white. Nate Gold';
chestra furnished the music.
Albert Spendlove..................Floor Manager
Jack Watson................Orchestra Committee
FLOWER COM MITT EE
Norma Hanscom Jean Stiles
Lois Chadbourne
DEC() RAT ING COM M ITTEE
Paula Vallely Evelyn Johnson
Wendell Merrifield
PROGRAM COM MITT EE
Edith Weld Lorina Thompson
Velma Piggery Dorothy Plaisted
Sutcliffe Stott
ADVERTISING COM MITTEE
Wilbur Clark Nathalie Paul
Dominique Poulin
TICKET COMMITTEE
Norman Stansfield Norman Shapleigh
Fred Spence
REFRESH M ENT COM M ITTEE
Arthur Dexter Frank McHugh
•>>g
or-
PAGE TWENTY-TWO
CLASS OFFICERS
FRESHMAN YEAR
Mr. Justin Nunan.......................Adviser
Albert Spendlove.......................1 resident
Helen Lord.........................Vice-president
Esther Bennett..................♦......Secretary
Jack Watson............................Treasurer
SOPHOMORE YEAR
Mr. Hillman O. Fallon.....................Adviser
Wendell Merrifield........................President
Edith Weld...........................Vice-president
Avis Johnson..............................Secretary
Jack Watson ..............................Treasurer
JUNIOR YEAR
Miss Dorothy Hanson. .....................Adviser
John Fleming..............................President
Emmitt Pouliot.......................Vice-president
Paula Vallely.............................Secretary
Velma Diggery.............................Treasurer
SENIOR YEAR
Mr. Leslie W. MacKay.......................Adviser
John Fleming...............................President
Cecile Porell.........................Vice-president
Raymond Welch...................Secretary-Treasurer
RED AND WHITE BOARD
Editor-in-Chief...........................Jean Stiles
Managing Editor...................Nathalie Mullins
Business Manager..................Albert Spendlove
Associate Editor..................Lois Chadbourne
Literary Editor......................Wilbur Clark
Athletic Editor...................Paula Vallely and
" " Dominique Poulin
Circulative Manager...............Velma Diggery
Exchange Editor...................Dorothy Plaisted
Faculty Adviser...................Rufus M. Grindle
PAGE TWENTY-THREE
ELEITA LEONA BEAUDOIN
COMMERCIAL COURSE
I lobby—I ialancing Accounts
“Efficiency is the l> •.'•note to success."
Gym Exhibition ill: J. I’. <i. Club IV Typewriting Awards;
Give Club 111: Shorthand Awards; Orchestra Ill.
Entered in 1931.
KENNETH .MALCOLM ALLEN
GENERAL COURSE
"Ken" Hobby—Pool
"Some men arc horn great—others achieve their
greatness when they become seniors.’’
Football I. II. III. IV; Tumbling I, II; Junior Prom III; Gym
Exhibition I. Ill; Class Social III; Freshman Reception IV.
ESTHER LAURECE BENNETT
CLASSICAL COURSE
’’Peg’’ Hobby—A blonde boy
"None knew her but to love her.
None named her but to praise."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Dramatics IV; Fleur de Lis II, III;
Secretary of Class II: Chorus I. II: Student Corrector IV;
Gills' Council II: Glee Club 111; Hockey Club I. Ill; Class
Socials II. Ill: Archery II; Dramatics Play IV: Year Book
Board IV’.
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
DONALD ARTHUR BAKER
GENERAL COURSE
"Don" Hobby—Picking May Flowers in June
"Men are only boys grown tall."
Gym Exhibition I. 11. Ill; Track II: Roys’ Club 11: Dramatics
II. Ill; Drawing 1. II. HI.
BEATRICE BERTHA BOUDREAU
COMMERCIAL COURSE
•‘Bea’’ Hobby—Collecting Movie Books
"She lias an eye that can speak
Though her tongue is silent."
Gy in Exhibition III: Fleur de Lis fl: Typewriting Awards:
Drawing HI.
Entered in 1931.
PAGE TWENTY-SEVEN
THELMA VIVIAN BROOK
COM MERCIAL COURSE
"Brooks"
Hobby—Reading:
“Whatever Is worth doing at all is worth doing well."
Gym Exhibition I, 11. Ill: Typewriting Awards; Office Prac-
tice play 111; Shorthand Awards; .1. I’. G. Club IV.
MALCOLM ARNOLD BATES
GENERAL COURSE
"Mai" Hobby —Hunting
"Modesty is the graceful charm of vivacious youth.” ■
Basebull III.
HAZEL MARIE BUTLER
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Walking
“Be gone, dull care, thou and I shall never agree."
Entered in 1332.
LEO ALEREP BERNIER
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
-Speed-
Hobby—Traveling
"Through all the teasing, jest and fun
•Speed' as a sport has proved a good one."
Gym Exhibition I, II, Ilf: Football III; Baseball II.
LOIS HELEN CHADBOURNE
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Chad"
Hobby—Jazzing Around
"As the bright sun glorifies the sky.
So is her face illumined with her eyes.”
Orchestra I. II: Chorus II; Gym Exhibition I, II. Ill Fleur
de Lis I. 11. Ill: G. A. A. HI; Class Socials 1. II. III. IV;
Dramatics III: Red an.I White IV; Girls' Council 1; Hockey
1. Ill: Junior I’rom III; Freshman Reception IV.
PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT
non IS ETTA COTY
COMMERCIAL COURSE
••not” Hobby—Grange meetings
"A noble worker, trustworthy and kind.”
Gym Exhibition I, II, 111; Typewriting Awards; Archery II;
Fleur de I.is II. Ill; G. A. A. II: Shorthand Awards; Basket-
ball I. II: Baseball 111: J I'. G Club IV; President IV.
LEO OAVII> BISSON
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
Hobby—Working in the lab.
”A well of science.”
Gym Exhibition I. IT, III.
MARY MAI'ELINE CORMIER
COMMERCIAL COURSE
Hobby—Scrapbooks
"Though she may he quiet
Ami doesn't laugh and shout
Madeline is really one peach
When once you find her out!”
J. U. G. Club IV.
ARTHUR NATHANIEL BUTLER
CLASSICAL COURSE
11 < >bby—Com muting
Though he’s only been here little over a year.
He greets everyone with a happy cheer."
IRENE THERESA COUTURIER
COMMERCIAL COURSE
Hobby—Ska ting
"To make the world a friendly place
r me must show it a friendly face.”
Gym Exhibition 1, 11. HI; Basketball II, III: Tumbling I; G.
A. A. 11. III.
PAGE TWENTY-NINE
LILLIAN CELINA DeCELLES
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Cook i ng
"We hope her wants will be
For she bothers no one but
Gym Exhibition I. II.
her wealth.
herself.”
WALTER CHARLES CHASE
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
’•Snapper" Hobby—365 Main Street s
"Faint heart nc’rn won fair lady."
Football IV. V; Vice President Class II: Basketball I; Gym
Exhibition 1, 11.
MILDRED DellAVEN
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby—Writing Poetry
■‘To lengthen to the last a sunny mood."
Gvm Exhibition 11. Ill: Economics Club I, II, III, IV; Vice
President IV: National Livestock and Meat Hoard Contest—
4tli Prize II; 7th Prize III. Dramatics I. II, HI; Executive
Board 111.
WALTER HARRY CLARK
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
“Babe" Hobby—Whistling
“Silence is golden."
Gym Exhibition I. II, HI.
VELMA ANDERSON DIGGERY
CLASSICAL COURSE
Hobby—There was a Ladd
"You’ve done so much in your four years.
We're sure you'll do no less
In future years, where your good traits
Are sure to bring success.”
Gym Exhibition 1, II. Ill: Treasurer Girls’ Council IV; Dra-
matics III. IV; Archery II. Baccalaureate Chorus I. 11. Ill:
Fleur de Lis II. Ill; Red and White 11. HI. IV; Circulating
Manager IV Junior Prom 111 Freshman Reception IV; Class
Treasure! III Honor Roll IV; Girls’ Council IV; Dramatics
Class Play IV Basketball I. II, HI: Hockey 1; Chorus II;
G. A. A. H, HI; Class Socials I, H, Hl. IV; Year Rook Board
IV; Glee Club HI: Class Prophecy.
PAGE THIRTY
GERALDINE DUNHAM
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
“Jerry” Hobby—Sports and Dancing
"On with the dance.”
Gym Exhibition 1, II. Ill; Tumbling I. II. Ill; Basketball I,
II, III. IV: Archery III: "S" Club II. Ill; Economics Club
I, II; Dramatics 1; Baseball I, II. Ill: Hockey 1, 11. Ill, IV;
G. A. A. II. Ill; Drawing 1; Class Socials 1, II.
WILBUR GARVIN CLARK
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Clarky” Hobby—Making posters for old ’33
'The more they gased th-- more the wonder grew.
That one small bead could carry all he knew."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill; Class Social III; Drawing I, II. Ill;
lied and White II, III. IV; Junior Prom III.
FLORENCE ARLENE FALL
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby—Skating
"An-I I 'oft have heard defended;
Little said is sooner mended."
Gym Exhibition I. II: Economics Club I, II. Ill, IV.
LEROY WHITTMORE CONLEY
COMMERCIAL COURSE
"Roy” Hobby—Playing with watches
"Bear this one thought always in mind.
Never try to hurry "Roy," he takes his time.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II; Drawing III.
THEO FRANCEL1A FIELD
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby -Reading
"For she was jes' the quiet kind
Whose nature's never vary."
Gym Exhibition I, II, TH.
PAGE THIRTY-ONE
ESTHER MKIJNA FRECHETTE
COMMERCIAL COURSE
“Winnie” Hobby—Dancing
“What sweet delight a quiet life affords.”
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Basketball II. Ill, IV: Archery III;
Tumbling 11, ill. G. A. A. Ill; Fleur de I,is ill.
WALTER EVERETT DOLAN
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
“Walt" Hobby—Spenc-ing his time
“A little nonsense now and then
Is relished by the best of men."
Gym Exhibition II. Ill: Speaking Contest II, III.
DORIS VIRGINIA GLIDDEN
COMMERCIAL COURSE
"Dot” Hobby—flailing on Muriel
“The only way to have a friend is to be one.”
'.ym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Shorthand Awards: Library As-
sociation. Treasurer III. President IV; J. IT. G. Club TV:
Typewriting Awards; Fleur de Lis II.
ERTEL JOSEPH DUBE
GENERAL COURSE
“Johnny” Hobby—Baseball
"Tlie heroes are not all six feet tall.”
Gym Exhibition I. 11. Ill; Track I: Year Book Board IV;
Freshman Reception IV; Football Hl, IV; Baseball II, III.
IV: Drawing I.
MURIEL PAULINE GRANT
COMMERCIAL COURSE
"Mimie” Hobby—Calling on Dot
“The true test of ability is accomplishment.”
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Typewriting Awards; J. U. G. Club
IV; Shorthand Awards; Fleur de Lis II, III.
PAGE THIRTY-TWO
ARI.INE l<>NA HAIJ.
COMMERCIAL COURSE
■•Andy" Hobby—T.aughlng
"Good humor in the clear blue sky of the soul."
Basketball I. II, I IT. IV Baseball I. II: office Practice Play
LIT; Archery 11, III. .1. V. G. Club IV.
JOHN HARVEY FLEMING
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
“Johnnv" Hobby—Making- Fc S 2Hcl —
Feci 4- H S
2 2
"< nly books
Were woman's looks."
Football I. II. III. TV: I'ramatics 111. IV; Junior From HI;
Baccalaureate Chorus II: Class Socials I. II. III. IV; Class
President III, IV: Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: I'ramatics Class
Play III. IV.
HILDA ELIZABETH HAMMOND
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Pat"
Hobby—Sports
“A little work, a little
To keep me going—and
play,
so good-day.”
lym E-hibltion I. II. Ill; Tumbling 1. II: Archery II, G. A.
A. II. Ilf: Red and White II: Dramatics III, IV; Basketball
1. 11, III. IV Baseball III: Hockey I. II. Ill; Class Socials I.
WILLIAM HOWARD GILLINGS
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
“Bill" Hobby—Riding at night
“Simplicity of manner is tin- best attainment."
Gym Exhibitic n I. II: Track I.
NORMA FRANCES HANSCOM
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
"Norm” Hobby—Collecting wild flowers
•To hide one's ability is great skill."
Gvm Exhibition I. H. HI: Red and White IV: Junior From
111 Drawing I: Baccalaureate ITI; Economics < Ittb I, II, III.
IV: Treasurer 111 Pre sident IV: Salutatorian: Honor Roll IX.
PAGE THIRTY-THREE
MARJORIE NANCY HANSON
GENERAL COURSE
Hubby—Draw ini?
"May the rays of goad fortune.
Light your path to success
Best of luck to your Marjorie
We can wish you no less."
PHILIP ERLAND GRANT
GENERAL COURSE
"Phil” Hobby—Coming back for Mrs. Earle
"All his ways are ways of pleasantness
Anil all his paths are peace."
Track I. II. Ill ;Gym Exhibition I. II, 111. Drawing I- II. HI.
MARGARET JANE HITCHINS
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Swimming
■•Good humor is the best article of dress one
can wear in society.”
Gym Exhibition I, 11, 111.
WALTER FORD HANSON
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Walt” Hobby—Talking
The cry of an applauding multitude,
Swayed by some loud-voiced orator.”
Track 11: Class Social I; Gym Exhibition I. If, III; Draw-
ing II.
JOSEPHINE ANNA JAGGER
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Jo" Hobby—Walking to Springvale
"A quiet word, a quiet way."
Glee Club Ilf; Gym Exhibition I, II. Ill; Class Social 1;
Haccaleaureate Chorus 111.
PAGE THIRTY-FOUR
K \THl.EKN ALICE JAGGER
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
•Tat” Hobby Swimming and hiking
"No laws do bind me.”
Gym Exhibition I. Il, 111: Basketball I. II: Glee Club 111;
G. V A. II: Tumbling I. II: Archery If: Eleur de Bis I. II.
GEDEON MICHAEL LAMONTAGNE
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
"Jed” Hobby—Science
"Science distinguishes a man of honor."
Gym Exhibition I. II, 111: Chairman of Committee for Pro-
tection Drlv< on School Property: Track I. Ill: Class Orator
IV: Boys’ Council IV: Honor Boll l\.
FLORENCE LUCILLE JENNESS
COMMERCIAL COURSE
“Dolly" Hobby—Staying out late
"Dolly doesn't care for boys.
She claims they won't be true.
We wonder how many years
She’ll paddle her own canoe."
Gyn Exh’hitl n I. II. Ill .1 I'. G. club IV: Library Associa-
tion IL HI. IV: Treasurer IV.
DOI.ARD ALPHONSE LANDRY
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
Hobby —Grinning
"Smile the while."
Gym Exhibition 1. IL
avis mae Johnson
CLASSICAL COURSE
H obby—Si ngi n g
"As happy as the day is long.
Her voice is ever raised in song."
Gym Exhibition I, II Chorus I: Tumbling 11. Archery III:
G v A. Ill: Girls’ Council IV. Dramatics II. Basketball IL
III. IV; Fleur de Lis I, 11.
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EVELTN ANITA JOHNSON
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
"Evey” Hobby—Mln
"A light heart lives long."
Gym Exhibition I, II, III: Glee Club II. Ill: Dramatics ITT;
IV; Tumbling 1. II. Ill; I.ibrary Association IV: Archery II.
Ill , Class Socials II. III. IV; “S” Club II. Ill; E’Echo Francaise;
Joky Editor: Economics Club I, II, III. IV; G. A. A. II, III
Basketball I. II. Ill, IV; Hockey I. II. III. IV: Baseball I. II.
Ill: Junior Brom III; Freshman Reception Com. IV’; Bacca-
leau reate Usher III.
KAT.PH STEWART MaeKECHNIE
GENERAL COURSE
■’Mac" Hobby—Drawing
“Oh sleep, it is a gentle thing
Reloved from pole to pole.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II. Ill; Football I: Bovs’ Council IV:
Track I.
ANNA EMII.Y KOCH
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Anna Banana” Hobby—Opening Windows
“To thine own self be true.”
Gym Exhibition I, II. Ill; Freshman Reception IV: Chorus
11 ; Gl< e Club 11 I.
JOHN McCUl.EOUGH
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Hunting and Fishing
"The world is happier
The world is brighter
Why not a joke
To make it wiser?"
Football I. II. 111. IV; Gym Exhibition I, IT, III; Dramatics
I: Drawing II Class Socials I. II, III; Baseball II. III. IV;
Track 1. II, III; Tumbling I. II. HI; Boys’ Council I.
HELEN HARRIETT IX1RD
GENERAL COURSE
"Baby’
Hobby—Playing Cards
"-----I have lived-------
As if life’s business were a summer mood.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II. Ill: Basketball I; Drawing III; Tumb-
ling I, II; G. A. A. 1. II: Vice President of Class 1.
t
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AUDREY MAY LOWE
COMMERCIAL COURSE
“Tandy" Hobby- Following Lurline Around
•'Always ready with a smile;
Quick to do a thing worth while."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Chorus I: J. U. G. Club IV; Short-
hand Awards; Typewriting Awards: Office 1’ractice Play;
Basketball 1.
WENDELL DAVIS MERRIFELD
GENERAL COURSE
“Wen” Hobby—Going Stile-ish
"Our sturdy little quarterback is right.
And men are not measured by their height."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Tumbling I. II. Ill; Baseball I, II.
111. IV Year Book Board IV; Boys' Council I: Football 1,
II. III. IV; Basketball I. II. III. IV; Boys- Club III.
ANNA MAUZEROLL
GENERAL COURSE
“Ann" Hobby—Dancing
"A mind, lively, frank and kind."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill G. A. A. I; Tumbling I, Basket-
ball I: Typewriting Awards Drawing I; Archery III; Hockey
11.
HARLAND DAVID MOULTON
GENERAL COURSE
"Buggy" Hobby—Swimming
"He rested well content that all was well."
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Football I; Assistant Manager I;
Track I. II Tumbling I. 11. Ill; Basketball I. 11, HI. IV.
HELEN NEVA MERRILL
CLASSICAL COURSE
Hobby—Gowen canoeing
"If eyes were made for seeing
Then Beauty is its own excuse for being.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II. Ill: L'Echo Francalae III: Year Book
Hoard IV.
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NATHALIE ELSIE Ml LUNS
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Nat" Hobby—Collecting Cents
"She doelh little kindnesses which others leave undone."
Gvm Exhibition I. II. Ill: Pramatics II; Red and White II.
Ill, Associate Editor III: Managing Editor IV: Honor Roll
IV: Girls Council III. IV: Flour de Lis II. Ill: L’Echo
Erancalse 111: Student Corrector.
IKl.MfNlQUE LI‘PGER POULIN
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Pom" Hobby—Hunting: and Fishing
"Strange, to the world, he wore a bashful look.”
Orchestra III. IV: Class Socials I. II. 111. IV: Gym Exhibition
I. II. Ill: Football I, Red and White III. IV': Athletics Editor
IV; Band 11. III. IV: Prawing I. II. HI; Tumbling 11; Basket-
ball 11. HI. IV.
LEONE ARLINE MURRAY
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby—Fainting
"There is a gift beyond the reach of art:
Of being eloquently silent."
Gynt Exhibition I. II. Ill; Economics Club 1.
JOSEPH ALBERT SENECHAL
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
■‘Sonny” Hobby—Skating and Football
"A mcrrj heart maketh a cheerful countenance.”
Tumbling I. Football II 111. IV; Track II. HI; Gym Exhibi-
tion I, II, 111; Baseball I.
NATHALIE PAUL
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Nat" Hobby—Talking
"A clear mind and a convincing speech."
Gym Exhibition I. II, 111; Class Socials 1. Ill; Honor Roll IV;
Glee Club 111; Junior Prom III.
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MARGARET ALICE PETERSON
COMMERCIAL COURSE
Hobby—Dancing
••Glide on and weave the dance.”
Gvm Exhibition I. II. HI J. I’- G. Club IV; Office Practice
Play 111: Shorthand Awards; Typewriting Awards; Class So-
cial’s 111: Junior Prom 111.
FRED Al.BERT SPENCE
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
Hobby Keeping himself from getting mussed up.
"For every why he has a wherefore.”
Gvm Exhibition I II. III. IV: Dramatics IV; Track III; Class
Social HI. Tumbling III Football 1. 11, 111, IV; Drawing Ilf.
DOROTHY FRANCES PEAISTED
CLASSICAL COURSE
•'Dot” Hobby—Using Shaeffer's
"W ho mixed reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth.”
Gym Exhibition I. II, 111: Glee Club 111; Tumbling I. II;
Archers' II: Bacealeaureate Chorus I. II. Ill; G. A. A. 11. Ill;
Red and White II. Ill, IV, Exchange Editor IV: Year Book
Board IV. Honor Roll IV; Girls' Council III, IV; President
IV: Dramatics II. 111. IV: Basketball I, II. HI; Hockey I, II,
III Fleur de I.is II. HI: ”S" Club HI. Junior Prom 111: Fresh-
man ___plion IV; Class Socials 1, 11, 111, IV; Dramatics
Class Play 11, IV.
A1.1: E RT SPEN I >1 A)VE
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
Hobby — Writing letters to Middlebury
"Nowhere so busy a man as he.”
Class President 1: Dramatics Play IV; Orchestra 111, IV;
Band III. I V Year Book Board IV. Editor-In-Chief; Speaking
Contest Hl. IV; Junior Prom III; Freshman Reception; Gym
Exhibition I. II . Football I, 11, III, IlV; Basketball Manager
IV; Red and White 11. Hl; Business .Manager IV; Class So-
cials I, II, 111, IV; Baccalaureate Chorus 11.
CECILE MARIE PORELL
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
“Cele” Hobby—Dancing
"The worth of women like a gem's
Is not measured by its bulk.”
I'rawing I. Il; Gym Exhibition 1. 11. Ill: Basketball 1, II. HI,
IV: G. A. A. Ill; Vice President of Class IV. Girls’ Council II;
Tumbling II, HI: Economics Club 1. 11. 111. IV; Red and
White 1; Class Socials f. III.
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CLAIRE I.ACRETTE ROBERGE
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
"Roby" Hobby—Collecting Photographs
"A true friend is ever a friend.”
G > rn Exhibition I. II. Ill: Dramatics II: Basketball I. 11, ill;
Economics Club I. II. Ill: Speaking Contest II: Archery II,
III: Chorus I Tumbling I. 11. Ill: Hockey J. II. Ill; "S” Club
111; G. A. A. II. HI; Baseball II.
NORMAN IRVING STANSFIELD
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Lightning”
Hobby—Music
"He Is not dead; he slecpeth.”
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Basketbull IT. IV: Orchestra II,.
Ill, IV: Football Manager IV; Class Social 111: Tumbling I;
Glee Club I. Band II. 111. IV; Junior ITom III; Freshman
Reception IV.
MADELINE ESTHER ROMA
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Dancing
"Governed by a strain of music."
Entered In 1933.
HARRY StTCLIFFE STOTT
CLASSICAL COURSE
"But" Hobby—Golf
"If you would be loved, be lovable.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II. Ill: Basketball II, HI. IV'; Chorus I,
11: Junior ITom HI: Honor Roll IV; Boys' Council II: Track
I: Class Socials I. II, 111, IV: Red und White I: Year Book
Board IV.
ARLYNE DORIS SANBORN
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Skating
"Always good natured, good humored and kind.”
I.vm Exhibition 1, II, II I.
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MARJORIE LOUISE SIMPSON
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
"Margie" Hobby—Dancing’
"It is better to wear out than to rust out."
Gym Exhibition I. II; Economics Club I; Tumbling I; Class
Socials I. II: Dramatics I, II; G. A. A. I; Basketball I.
JOHN VODEN TUCKER
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
"Tuck" Hobby—Aviation
"It’s about time I went to work.”
Gym Exhibition I, II: Dramatics II. 111. IV; Band I. II, III:
Boys’ Council I; Orchestra I. Il: Football I. II, IV.
LURLINE GENEVA SLADEN
COMMERCIAL COURSE
"Lolly" Hobby—Following Audrey Around
“With gentle, yet prevailing force.
Intent upon her destined course."
Gv in Exhibition I. II. Ill: Shorthand Awards: Typewriting
Awards: .1. U. G. Club IV': Basketball 1; Club Committee IV';
Honor Roll IV.
JACK MALVIN WADDINGTON
GENERAL COURSE
Hobby—Camping and Hunting
"I must be a most fascinating young man:
'Tis not my fault, the ladies must blame heaven."
Class Socials III, IV’; Class Gifts; Gym Exhibition I, II, 111.
HATTIE GRACE SMITH
GENERAL COURSE
"Tillie" Hobby—Reading and Swimming
"Give your best to life and the best will
return to you many fold."
Glee Club II: Gym Exhibition I, II, III.
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EDITH ALICE HOLLOWAY
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
Hobby—Collecting- Photographs
"Silence sweeter is than speech.”
Gvm Exhibition I. IL ITT; Baccaleaureate Chorus III; Glee
Club III.
HAVARD NORTON WALLINGFORD
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
"Wally” Hobby—Sports
"A mighty man was he."
Football I. II. 111. IV; Track III; Boys’ Club III.
JEAN LOIS STILES
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Chubby”
Hobby—A curly headed blonde boy
"How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour.”
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Dramatics Play IV; Glee Club III;
Archety III Fleur de Lis I, II, III; ”S” Club III; Red and
White 11, III. IV: Editor-In-Chief IV; Freshman Reception
IV: Honor Roll IV: Dramatics II. III. TV: Basketball I. II,
111: Hockey I. II. Ill: Library Association II. Ill: G. A. A. II.
Ill Year Hook Board IV; Class Social III; Junior Prom III;
Valedictorian.
JOHN WATSON
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
“Jack” Hobby—Getting excused
"All great men are dead, and I’m not feeling well myself."
Gym Exhibition I. 11. Ill; Basketball II. Ill; Baseball Man-
ager IV; Chorus I, II: Dramatics IV; Junior Prom III: Fresh-
man Reception IV: Class Prophecy; Boys’ Council IV: Presi-
dent IV; Orchestra HI. IV Band III. IV: Treasurer of Class
1. Il: Class Socials I. II. HI; Boys’ Club II.
RUTH VIRGINIA SWETT
CLASSICAL COURSE
"Ruthie” Hobby—Giggling
"It would talk—Lord how it talked."
2K,'d ■n,<? "I Archery IT; Gym Exhibition
I, II, III; Basketball IT.
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LORINA M. THOMPSON
COMMERCIAL COURSE
•■Rena" Hobby—Studying- the Stars
"Life’s a pleasant institution
Let us take it as it conies."
Gym Exhibition I. II, III: Shorthand Awards; Basketball I,
II. Ill, IV; Fleur de Lis 11. Ill G. A. A. II, Hi. Treasurer II:
S’ear Book Board IV: Hockey II. Ill; Library Play II; t’lass
Socials III. IV; Class Gifts; Girls’ Council II: Typewriting;
Awards; Library Association II, III. IV; J. U. G. Club IV,
Vice President IV; Orchestra I. II. Drawing III; Archery
III; Office Practice Play III; Junior Prom.
RAYMOND EARL WELCH
GENERAL COURSE
"Ray" Hobby—Drawing
“He is not only witty in himself.
But he awakens the wit in other men.”
Gym Exhibition I, II. Ill: Football II. Ill; Orchestra I, II,
III, IV: Secretary and Treasurer of Class IV; Tumbling 1, II,
III; Track I. II, III; Drawing II.
“Ginger"
BETTY JANE TIBBETTS
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby—Dancing
"Come and trip it as you go
On the light fantastic toe."
Gym Exhibition I. II. III. Tumbling I. II, III: Baseball I. II:
G. A. A. II. Ill: Drawing I: Hockey I. 11. Ill: Basketball I,
II, III, IV; Economics Club I, II, 111, IV; “S” Club HI.
HAYES EUGENE WHITE
INDUSTRIAL ARTS COURSE
Hobby—Hunting
"He knows much who knows when to speak;
But far mote who knows when to hold his tongue."
Gym Exhibition I, II. Ill: Baseball II.
PAULA MERCEDES VALLELY
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
“Pee Wee” Hobby—Chase-ing around
"Some think this world is made for fun
and frolic, and so do 1.”
Basketball 1, II. Hl; Archery II. Ill; Girls’ Council I; Vice
President I; Secretary Class HI; Class Socials I, 11. Ill:
Junior Prom 111: L'Echo Francaia News Editor; G. A. A. II,
HI; Hockey I, II, 111: Baseball I. II; Fleur de Lis I, II. HI;
Dramatics Play IV: Dramatics II, HI: Freshman Reception
IV; Gym Exhbition I. II. Ill: Red and White II. Hi; Sports
Editor IV; Baccalaureate Usher III.
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AVIS DOROTHY VARNEY'
HOME ECONOMICS COURSE
Hobby—Reading' modern poetry
"My man's as true as steel.”
Gym Exhibition I. II. Ill: Basketbail I, 11: Economics Club
I. II. Ill, IV; Chorus 11; Glee Club 111; Class Socials 111, IV.
WILLIAM STANWOOD WHITE
GENERAL COURSE
"Stan” Hobby—Marion
"A quiet mind is nature's gift to man."
Gym Exhibition I. II, III.
EDITH ERANCES WEED
COMMERCIAL COURSE
“Irish" Hobby—Wayne-Ing away the time
“By the twinkle in her eye. her disposition we espy.”
Gym Exhibition 1. II. Ill; Basketball IT, III; Hockey I. II;
Fleur de I,is I, II: G. A. A. II. Ill: Secretary II; Tumbling I.
II; Vice President of Class 11: office Practice Play II: Hik-
ing 11; Honor Roll IV; Girls' Council I, III; Archery HI;
Library Association II. III. IV; J. V. G. Club IV; Secretary
and Treasurer IV; Year Book Board IV; Junior Prom HI;
Library Play II; Class Socials I, HI; Baseball 1, II.
JAMES EDWARD WILSON
SCIENTIFIC COURSE
“Jimmie" Hobby—Hunting
"Let the man speak for himself."
Gym Exhibition I. 11.
Ill
ERANK STANLEY McHL'GH
GENERAL COURSE
"Mickey” Hobby—Breaking training
"His years are young, but his experience is old.”
Gym Exhibition I, II, III; Basketball I, II. HI. IV; Class So-
cials I, III, IV; Football I, II, IV; Baseball I, II, III, IV.
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HONESTY
We owe it to ourselves, to our
neighbors, and to the world, to be
honest. We must live with one an-
other; the lives of others across our
own a hundred times a day. and there
is no enduring happiness unless we
treat one another fairly.
It is true, as the copybooks tell us
at school, that honesty is the best
policy. It will bring hardships at
times, but it will give us peace in the
end. There are rogues and thieves who
make fortunes; there are dishonest
men who make fortunes; there are dis-
honest men who make great noises and
build up great wealth and seem to en-
joy great happiness; but they live in
no security; they are held in no es-
teem ; and at any time the day after
tomorrow may bring them clattering
Jown.
It goes without saying that we must
tell the truth nothing but misery can
come from falsehood. If men cannot
believe us, they will not deal with us
as men who cannot be relied on. We
depend on one another in all our daily
lives. We depend on the truth of the
timetable when we catch a train ; we
depend on the word of our doctor or
druggist <>r our lawyer; we depend on
a book that we consult for facts; we
rely on a friend who tells us some-
thing he has seen. If we were not to
believe all these, our lives are not
worth living, for our time would be
wasted, our facts would all be wrong.
A false statement by a lawyer might
bring us utter ruin, and a falsehood in
a druggist’s shop might bring us death.
We live and prosper by seeking and
speaking the truth, and there is no
other way to happiness. He who does
not speak the truth will believe noboby
else, and his life is one long round of
uncertainty, haunted by the fear of be-
ing found out. Even though we suffer
for it. we must speak the truth. One
lie leads on to another. A lie is like
a snowball—it grows as it goes on it’s
way. It leads a man from the shal-
lows into the pit. from the marshes
into deep morass; and he is over-
whelmed with shame and misery to
find the sort of place to which a single
lie often will bring him.
And of course we must pay our
debts. We must not belong to that
mean corner of the world which lives
very well without much work, and
Hatters the little tradesman with its
patronage, but forgets to pay its bills.
Nor must we keep a tradesman wait-
ing; he has his bills to pay as we have
<mrs; and though the bills we owe him
may be small, the bills that he owes
may be very big, and many an honest
man has been ruined in this world by
customers who would not pay their
bills.
The honest man will seek no private
ends in any public cause; he will be
as honest to his country as to his
neighbors and his friends. He will not
put his trade, or his profits, or his per-
sonal advantage before his country’s
interest. All through the politics and
public life of every land runs the trait
of dishonesty like that. There are men
who care nothing for their country,
but who seek to win positions of power
that they may serve some purpose of
their own; and the good of the people
and the welfare of the state are as
nothing to them. Of all forms of dis-
honesty none is worse than this for it
corrupts a public cause, and thousands
of people, or a whole nation, may suf-
fer for one man’s gain.
Nor will the honest man seek to pro-
tect himself unfairly from responsibil-
ity for what he says. It is right that
a man should be responsible for his
words, for words are or may be like
poisoned arrows, and bring death or
ruin in their train. What we have to
PAGE FORTY-SEVEN
say of a men let us say it before his
face as readily as behind his back. It
is a wise rule and a safe one.
In closing you should remember,
when you speak, the spirit of those
lines by Longfellow, which show us
how an arrow, or a song, or a word.
may have an end we do not dream of:
“I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, 1 knew not where----
1 breathed a song into the air.
It fell to earth, I knew not where----
Long, long afterwards, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end.
I found again in the heart of a friend.”
I
Let us be honest to all. to ourselves,
and to our country. Let us think ill of
none without cause. Let us scorn to
say the thing that is not true, scorn
to take a mean advantage of another,
scorn to repeat or even listen to the
gossip of dullards and fools. So we
hear ourselves worthily and need not
be ashamed, for “An honest man is the
noblest work of God”.
Norman Stansfield.
FOUR YEARS IN HIGH SCHOOL
I had often heard what a fine place
high school was, and I was very anxi-
ous to attend. One September morn-
ing I started off. It was all very fine
for the first two or three days ; there
was nothing to do. But as time went
on. books and assignments began to
make their appearance. It was then
that I began to cringe. High school
was no different from grammar school
except that there was more work to
do. Getting out for the afternoon did
not mean a thing; afternoons were
given to high school pupils for study.
When I still had three years and six
months to go, high school got on my
nerves. Assignments began to pour in
faster than they could be counted, but
they had to be done whether we want-
ed to do them or not.............And
so the days dragged on. It seemed as
though the year would never end. Fin-
ally the closing day came. 1 had not
made a very startling success of my
first year; I had cleared my hundred
points, and that was about all.
My vacation was marvelous. I hated
to see the fall come, because I knew
it meant more school. My second year
was not quite so bad, as 1 had subjects
in which 1 was interested. It was in
this year that 1 took drawing. It was
customary then for the sophomores to
have the last period for study. There
was no such ruling then as there is
now. and the pupils could go home if
they wished. I had my choice between
the two—going home or taking draw-
ing; I chose the latter. The pupils that
did not stay were happy because they
were leaving before the rest of us. But
now that we are seniors, those same
pupils that went home then come up
to me and say, “No wonder that you
are graduating with more points than
I ; you took drawing.”
My third year went off about the
same as my second. It had a few
flaws, but nothing to make a fuss over.
Now that I am a “dignified senior”,
I am all the time being twitted of the
tact. Nothing we do satisfies anyone.
I have been wishing my life away all
through high school, bitt now I wish
I had the chatice to go through again
- to go through knowing what I know
about it now. I am sure I should have
a different point of view about high
school.
Walter F. Hanson.
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THE LITTLE RAGGED URCHIN
The door bell sent a chill through
the large and spacious room, of the
loveliest house in Dearborn.
“Oh Alice, answer that door bell.
That little ragged urchin just delights
in pestering people. He has been here
before, I think; and I refuse to see him
each time, and if—Oh, there it goes
again—answer it, quickly, I say.”
It was the voice of Mrs. Andra
Chenney. the wealthy widow of Mr.
John Chenney, who had been the di-
rector of the exclusive bank of the city.
His death had occurred just a week be-
fore their only child had been reported
to have drowned, while pleasure riding
on a yacht. A terrific storm had made
it impossible to save everyone—Mrs.
Chenney was with her son on the yacht
—she was saved, but she never saw
her son again. 'I'he mother had never
fully recovered from the terrible shock
she had received from the two deaths.
When that horrible bell rang, she had
been contemplating upon her drowned
boy.
Alice returned and said, “Please,
mam. the boy wants you to buy a
magazine. lie says he will have to
go without his supper if you don't buy.
He is very pitiful, mam. It would
please him to have you buy—he musn't
starve. Think of—er—Keith, would
you want him to have star—?”
“Alice, not another word. My boy
must not be compared to this runaway
orphan,” answered a cold and relent-
less voice.
Alice walked back to the door, and
very quietly, she slipped a dollar bill
into the little boy’s fist. He grabbed
it ravishly and said beemingly, “Oh
thank you. thank you. I will love you
for this. Oh I do thank you. oh I do
love you.” The young child suppressed
his emotions by leaping down the steps
and running off toward a restaurant.
Alice went back to her mistress, to
finish combing the lovely hair.
“Alice, you were long at the door.
See that you don’t linger any more
when you answer the bell."
“Yes, mam.”
Silence endured—then—
“Alice, did you speak to the boy er—
er—give him anything?”
“Well,—Yes 1 did, and I don’t care
if you don’t like it. That boy is a very
smart little fellow, and very well bred
in his speech for such a little boy.”
Mrs. Chenney looked at her maid in
astonishment. Never had she known
Alice to be so impertinent. Alice
stopped her task of combing the lady’s
hair and stood by the chair quietly
awaiting words or reproof; but none
came, just—
"Well, don’t ever give him anything
again—he is not worth it or else he
would not be begging,” was the an-
swer.
“Yes, mam.” was the maid’s only
reply. .
Mice again resumed her task. Just
as the last hairpin had been placed se-
curely in the thick hair, the shrill sound
of the door bell again rang through the
house.
“Answer it. Alice, and don’t bring
any tramp in here, either,” the re-
proachful woman said with a meaning
glance at her maid.
Alice answered the door, came back
and said. “Mr. Anderson is calling”.
“Oh. by all means, show HIM in,
Alice.”
A tall, gray haired man. with a stern
countenance entered the room.
Mrs. Chenney rose graciously to
meet her distinguished caller, who was
the president of the bank.
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“Good afternoon, Mr. Anderson. 1
am delighted to see you. Aren’t you
quite a stranger?” was her greeting.
“Rather. Mrs. Chenney. I have been
quite busy at the bank, which accounts
for rnv absence from your home for
so long a time. And now. Mrs. Chen-
ney. how is your gracious self.''"
"Oh, 1 am very well, thank you,”
answered M rs. Chenney, coloring
slightly from such a warm greeting
from the man.
"I see you so little, that I often won-
der if you are in trouble. 1 fear that
you do not let me ktiow when I may
be of service to you. You know I
promised to assist you anytime.’’
“Yes. I know, but truly, I have not
been in need of anyone, so 1 have not
called you. But. if ever I were in need
of help, you know that I would come
for you first.”
“That is very kind of you to say
that. Mrs. Chenney. By the way, why
can’t we sit before your lovely fire-
place. and talk?”
“Why yes, of course, we can. For-
give me for not offering you a chair
before,” apologized Mrs. Chenney.
Mr. Anderson, at Mr. Chenney’s
death, had approached Mrs. Chenney
very qi ietly and reservedly in friend-
ship. 'I’he woman was unaware of any
intention on his part, other than a de-
sire to be of service to her. now that
she was alone. She accepted the
friendship and accepted his flattery, as
well as placing him on her list of call-
ers. all in a friendly spirit.
'I’he two elderly people were seated
before the fire, talking. Mrs. Chenney
suddenly suggested, “I will order tea
to be served, that we may enjoy our
talk the more.”
“Oh no. please don’t do that. Let’s
not be disturbed by any maid,” an-
swered Mr. Anderson.
Mrs. Chenney gave the man a quick,
searching glance, at those words, lie
was different today ; he said little things
that she had never heard him say be-
fore. What could be the matter with
him? lie seemed to want to approach
a subject, but did not know how to do
so.
Suddenly the man said, “Forgive me,
Mrs. Chenney, but do you still grieve
over your husband?”
The woman turned on the man.
“Why. Mr. Anderson, why do you ask?
Of course I shall never forget him
nor my little four year old son, Keith."
“Pardon me. I am dreadfully sor-
ry if I have hurt you, only—er—”
“Why Mr. Anderson, are you ill? Do
you want me to call the doctor? What
is the matter? What do you want to
say?" was the excited answer.
'I’he man turned and faced the
startled woman. His face showed
signs of grimness as he said, “Because,
Mrs. Chenney. I want you for my
wife.”
A look of horror came to the dis-
tracted woman’s eyes. Never had she
dreamed that Mr. Anderson would say
such a thing to her.
“Why—why, I couldn’t,” she sobbed.
“My husband—Keith—oh Mr. Ander-
son, why did you ask me?”
Mr. Anderson then faced a hysterical
woman, but he failed to comfort by his
words of apology.
When the man found that he could
do nothing,—he had done enough as it
was—he went quietly from the house,
with just, “I’m sorry.”
'I’he woman he left continued to sob;
Alice could not restore her; she would
not be comforted.
It was midnight when the lady of
the house crept stealthily up the wind-
ing stairway to her beautiful room.
W hen sleep finally stole upon her. it
was only to dream of her husband—
and son.
PAGE FIFTY
Five years passed. We again see
the home of the Chenney s’. The
woman is slightly more gray. She is
seated before the long bay window,
knitting. Mice is heard walking from
one room to another, upstairs.
But. over by the radio, is seated a
man—Mr. Anderson. He has changed
very little except for a new light that
shines in his eyes.
M rs. Chenney has finally relented and
yielded to Mr. Anderson’s request. Af-
ter all, she did live a lonely life. Per-
haps she would not grieve so much,
if she had someone to live with her.
Their conversation was interrupted
by the sound of the doorbell.
"I will answer it,” said Mr. Ander-
son.
The man went to the door and en-
countered a very line looking boy of
eighteen.
“Is the maid here?” inquired the
boy.
Mr. Anderson looked rather aston-
ished—nobody, especially a young man,
ever called for Alice.
“You don’t mean Mrs. Chenney?”
asked the man.
“No. I mean the maid,” was the re-
ply.
“Won’t you step in? I will call
Alice immediately.” said Mr. Ander-
son.
The boy stepped to the parlor and
was introduced to Mrs. Chenney.
Mr. Anderson called .Mice, but she
was unable to come at present—she
would he down soon.
The young man then sat down.
awaiting Mice’s presence.
“Do you attend school, young fel-
low?” asked Mr. Anderson.
“I graduated last June,” answered
the boy.
“\\ hat do you do—in business with
your father or something?”
‘No. My father is dead. That is, I
guess he is.”
“Why, what do you mean? Don’t
you know whether your father is dead
or not ?”
“Well, you see. when I was about
three years old, my mother took me
on a yacht. A storm arose, and our
ship sank. I was rescued but my
mother was drowned. The boat that
rescued me took me to a distant city ;
and when I told the people my mother
had been drowned and that I had no
one now. they found a home for me.
1 stayed there for five years; than I
ran awav. desiring to earn my own
living. I came back to this city and
tried to get facts of my mother and
father from the city authority, but
they informed me that my parents
were dead. I tried to find my old
home, but I was so young when I left
that I did not remember its location.
Here I tried to earn money by selling
magazines, but I was not successful at
this. I came to this house to sell mag-
azines. but.—er—that is why I came
here to see Alice."
The boy seemed embarrassed for a
moment; then he resumed his story,
unconscious that he was revealing his
life.
“Somehow, I liked this house be-
cause it seemed that it resembled the
house I left, five years before. Then.
bcause I found that I could not earn
my own living. I again went back to
the people who had kept me. They told
me to come back any time I wanted
to. I again attended school and grad-
uated. Now I have come back here to
thank your maid, who did a very kind
deed for me one day when I was in
need of help. I have always deter-
mined to come back and see her. when
I had grown to a man.”
Mrs. Chenney seemed very nervous.
She gazed upon the young boy earn-
estly. She seemed to be very excited.
She ventured to say. “What is your
name?" She asked the question quick-
PAGE FIFTY-ONE
“Keith,—Keith Chenney.”
Mr. Anderson grabbed the boy,
“What, what did you say your name
is ?”
Mr. Anderson released the boy just
in time to catch his wife as she col-
lapsed.
She was carried to her room, and
was attended by her husband for a full
half hour, while the excited boy waited
downstairs.
Mr. Anderson then returned to the
parlor. He sat beside the boy. looking
intently at him.
“Now boy.” he began, “I am going
to ask you some questions, and I hope
you will answer them truthfully.”
"I will try,” was the simple reply.
“Did you say that your mother
drowned, and that your father died?”
“Yes, I did. I didn’t see my mother
drown, but that is what the author-
ities of this city told me.”
“Where did you live before you went
on the yacht ?”
“Well. I can’t remember, but the
house was something like this one.
Only of course, I was so small when I
left, I wouldn’t know the house if I
saw it.”
“Do you remember what you used
to call your mother?”
“I can remember of calling her
Mamma Anda,” recollected the youth.
“but I don’t remember her full name.”
Silence endured for several minutes,
while the man looked constantly at the
boy by his side.
Then :—“Keith, please come upstairs
with me.”
The two went up the stairs, and en-
tered Mrs. Chenney’s room.
“Andra, do you feel able to sit up
now?” asked her husband.
“Yes. I think so,” answered a frail
voice.
The man drew the boy by the bed-
side.
Then he said quietly, “Keith, this is
your mother; Andra, this is your son.”
The woman and boy gazed upon
each other; the man left the room.
Out of the stillness of the room was
heard. “Oh. my son.” The boy had
found his mother; the woman had
found her son. '1'here was happiness
supreme.
Muriel Grant.
FREQUENT PHRASES BY
THE TEACHERS
Miss Bailey: “Are you using your
time to the best advantage?”
Miss Cummings: “How do.”
Miss Fuller: “Now. then.”
Miss Folsom: “And I thought I
could trust you!”
Miss Preble: “Now, don’t go all
around Robin Hood’s barn.”
Miss Mahaney: “I’m serious now, I
mean it.”
Miss Pendleton: “Why?”
Mrs. Earle: “No talking after you
get over the threshold, please.”
Miss Blaisdell: “Quiet, please.”
Miss Vallely: “Ma, Ba. Pa, Open
wide please.”
Miss Philbrick : “Study comes before
pleasure.”
Mr. Purington : “Would you act like
that at home?”
Mr. MacKay: “Well. boys, it’s like
this.”
Mr. Wright: Not much of anything.
Miss Willard: “Really."
Miss Tuttle: “Your common sense
ought to tell you.”
Miss Fowler: “You must know your
f< >rmulas.”
Mr. Grindle: “Did you carry the
message to Garcia ?”
Mr. Fallon: “Support your team.”
Mr. Prescott: “You all know what
I’m here for—I want that dollar.”
Miss Lenfest: “Now scan.”
Audrey Lowe.
PAGE FIFTY TWO
WHAT PRICE GLORY?
It is a well known fact that every-
thing is to be had at a price--a rep-
utation is no exception to the rule. 1
have the name of being the craziest
and worst example of what a chemist
should be. My career has been one
accident after another. With the as-
sistance of fair Madeline Roma, I
started on the way to destruction by
blowing up a bottle of hydrogen. (As
von might know—a woman in the
case!) This bit of deviltry was ex-
ceeded only by the noise made the
other day by my friend, Dolard Landry,
when he blew up a can of calcium car-
bide.
Ever since my debut on that event-
ful day, I have been trying to keep
up1 my already growing reputation by
attempting every conceivable experi-
ment. I have broken at least a dozen
of every kind of test tube ; 1 have made
tireworks; I have prepared compounds
evolving enough smoke and gas to kill
a good sized army. I have attempted
the creation of a depression plant nev-
er heard of before—and blocked a sink
in the bargain. Great prophets, such
as Mr. Inspector Prescott, my pal. Leo
“Garbo” Bernier, and my partner in
crime. Walter Everett Dolan, are firm
in the belief that some day I shall be
sponged off the ceiling and given a
decent burial in a test tube. On the
contrary. Ladies and Gentlemen, it is
my humble opinion that one of these
days you will see on the market such
benefits to mankind as BISSON’S
FOOLPROOF PEST EXTERMINA-
TOR. guaranteed to rid your home of
all bedbugs, fleas, roaches, mosquitoes.
and newspaper column writers of the
“Yowsah” Spendlove type. (May said
Spendlove rest in peace—for my
sake.)
I am blamed for almost any mis-
chief that happens in the vicinity of
the laboratory. If there is an ex-
plosion. if the room is full of smoke,
if there is any piece of apparatus brok-
en, or if the smell of hydrogen sul-
phide (rotten eggs) invades other
rooms, Mr. Detective Prescott comes
in. looks at me. and says, “Well, Bis-
son ?”
So in parting, may I issue a warn-
ing to the junior who is hoping to be
my successor ? Never begin by mix-
ing women and experiments, and re-
member that a reputation such as I
have is not all glory. It has its deeper,
truer, and not so pleasant side.
Leo Bisson.
HIGH SCHOOL COMPLAINTS
It occurs very often that you will
hear a student complaining about this
teacher or about that one. Some of
the quotations beards are similar to
these: “Oh boy. but I hate that teach-
er. She's always picking on me.”
“She's the meanest teacher that I’ve
ever known”. Or “Wait till I gradu-
ate from this school, will I tell her
what 1 think of her, And How!” But
if he is asked why, he can't even give
a simple reason because he hasn't any.
It is only to draw the Attraction of the
bystanders. A student is sometimes
punished but it is for his own welfare
and not the teacher’s. The teachers
are always trying to help for the stu-
dents’ benefit. If students could be
made to realize the troubles that
teachers go to for their sake, before it
is too late, students would attend
school with much more willingness.
Dolard Landry.
PARODY ON LONGFELLOW
Accomplishments of other students all
remind us
We should do our little bit
And. graduating leave behind us
On the doorstep of Sanford High—a
niche.
Jean Stiles.
PAGE FIFTY-THREE
THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES
Our high school is really a very at-
tractive building. With a start, 1 dis-
covered this astonishing fact when a
short time ago 1 stood gazing, for the
first time dispassionately, at our Alma
Mater. I realized, too, that this build-
ing was capable of assuming many dif-
ferent aspects, according to the asso-
ciations an individual attached to it.
To a stranger, it is merely a school; to
the carpenters who erected the struc-
ture, it is an object of their own crea-
tion ; to the townspeople, it is a piece
of public property of which to be
proud : to the teacher, it is a place of
business; to the student, it is a cold,
drab, forbidding place—a necessary
evil which must be endured for four
years; but to the high school graduate,
it is the beloved Alma Mater, which
was appreciated too late!
Lurline Sladen.
LUNCH PERIOD
There is a period without any home
lessons; the period entered into with
enthusiasm and left with regret------
Lunch Period.
Quarter of twelve the bell rings and
there is a wild dash downstairs to the
cafeteria. It is a hustle and bustle, to
see who will be first. The conversa-
tion so familiar is “Hi there, what are
you going to buy? I think 1’11 buy this,
no. I’ve changed my mind.” Finally a
decision is made.
Each group is interested in the latest
choice of gossip, in the meantime tak-
ing a bite of candy or whatever they
may have. Suddenly a bell rings,
everyone moves with a slow solemn
pace, to their respective classes. Once
more slience reigns in the corridors.
Madeline Roma.
MAKING GOOD IN THE
BIG LEAGUE
'Three men were seated in a small
office whose door bore the inscription
in reversed letters: George IL Fleish-
man, President. Kansas City Baseball
Club, American Association.
The medium built, elderly man seat-
ed behind the worn desk was Fleish-
man. 'The second was Steve Brady,
Kansas City’s manager for the past de-
cade. The last of the trio was Jim
Peterson, scout on the Blue Sox pay-
re dl. It was he who was speaking.
"I tell you he’s a bargain at any
price ! You know how weak our pitch-
ing staff is. McGann and Armond can’t
pitch every day.”
Fleishman was silent for several
moments. Then he spoke.
“All right, Jim. Send him over to-
morrow morning and we’ll look him
over.”
The three men had been discussing
some person, obviously a pitcher, who
they had called Bill Daley. The scout
spoke again.
“Of course, he wasn't a sensation at
Fielding University, but he is steady
and has a fine change of pace. Have
you heard that the Tigers have re-
leased his dad to Louisville?”
As they finished their discussion, the
manager and scout arose to leave. At
the door. Brady turned and said:
“I’m having practice tomorrow
morning at ten. if you want to come
over and see the team.”
‘Okay. Steve, I'll be there,” replied
Fleishman.
'The next morning the three were
again together, standing before the
grandstand at Parsons Stadium and
watching a group of about twenty-five
men in the various stages of baseball
practice.
Then a short, bald, jolly-faced man
approached the three.
PAGE FIFTY-FOUR
“What’s up, Pop?” asked Steve
Brady.
Pop Murphy, veteran trainer of the
club answered,
"Why, nothing. Steve. The boys are
all in tine condition to open the league
against the St. Paul Monday.”
Just then a figure appeared before
the door leading from the dugout down
to the showers and lockers beneath
the huge grandstand. Of medium
height and slight but wirey build, the
voting man. dressed in a strange uni-
form looked about and then, perceiving
the group, strode over to Brady.
After greetings had been exchanged.
Bradv called a man wearing a catcher’s
mitt over and directed the youth to
warm up.
"This is Bill Daley. Tom. He’s go-
ing to try for a place on the pitching
staff.”
Everett Thomas, rookie catcher with
the Blues, walked aside with the boy
and they were soon going through the
process of "limbering up”.
\fter ten minutes had passed, sever-
al regular batters were called and
Daley pitched to them with all he had.
It was soon seen that the batters had
no easy task hitting his sharp hooks
and his underhand crosslire delivery.
Then Fleishman called Brady and
the pitcher aside. Terms were soon
decided and the first step was com-
pleted.
“You’re with fast company now.
Bill.” said the manager. “I hope you’ll
stay.”
And then they went to Saint Paul
with bunting bedecked stadium. A
band was playing the national anthem
as the flag was raised in left field.
Bareheaded people were filling the
grandstand and bleachers.
Suddenly a voice booming from the
depths of a huge megaphone an-
nounced the batteries: Saint Paul.
Parker and Glendon, Kansas City, Mc-
Gann and Holmes.
The game began, a tight contest
seemed certain after the first few in-
nings but Parker cracked in the fifth
and four runs crossed the plate before
the Blues were retired. The feature
blow was a three base wallop by Joe
Masters, heavy hitting outfielder, with
two men on.
McGann tucked the game into the
bag by a score of eight to two. How-
ever, Jack Armond fared badly the
next day, losing a five to one decision.
Eddie Sheehan saved him from a shut-
out by blasting one of Kerwin’s fast
pitches into the bleachers in the
eighth.
Steve Brady said to Bill Daley, just
after the game:
"Well boy. tomorrow it's up to you.”
But a steady downpour all morning
ruined any possibility of a game, so the
Blues entrained for Toledo late in the
forenoon.
Bill’s father, now on the Louisville
team won a two to nothing decision
over Columbus that afternoon. Bill
himself took a close three to two game
from the Mud Hens the next day, al-
lowing only four hits, one a homer
with a man on the sacks at the time.
The teams played game after game
and before long it was easy to see that
Louisville must be stopped if the Blues
were to wear the bunting at the close
of the season. The Colonels, a team
of veteran in ticklers and the youngest
outfield in the league, was hitting a
tremendous pace led by Jim Daley with
five consecutive victories to his credit.
His son, the college flinger of the Blues
won three of his first four starts and
when Kansas City opened their home
season entertaining the Colonels, the
batteries were headed by the junior
and senior Daleys.
For six innings a scoreless battle
was waged. "Frenchy” Le Bleu.
Louisville first sacker then beat out a
slow roller to Bud Lewis, Blue short-
stop and raced to second when Bud
PAGE FIFTY-FIVE
threw wild to first. A moment later
he was perched on third when Bill
O’Hara’s Texas leaguer dropped safe-
ly in center field. Then the elder Daley
dropped a beautiful sacrifice before the
plate and the first run scored.
But in the seventh a walk, a clean
single and a fly to deep center by
Buck O’Connell tied the score. For
four more innings the teams fought,
deadlocked, then in the last half of the
eleventh inning, after Jim Daley had
walked one Blue batter and he took
second on an infield out Joe Masters
again came to the rescue by jarring
the scoreboard with a two bagger
w hich sent Sheehan over the plate and
ended the six game winning streak of
the Colonels. Taking three of the five
games of that series, the Blues set out
on the trail of the leaders and edged
closer and closer.
The next series scheduled at Kansas
City was with the Indianapolis Indians.
Four games were scheduled, the last
two as a Sunday double-header. Jack
Armond downed the Indians in a seven
to five slugging match to open the se-
ries. The next day the Indians evened
the series, pounding “Lefty” Barton*
and Dick Hall for eighteen hits and
eleven runs while the Indians’ port-
side ace held the Blue hitters helpless.
Mickey McGann turned the tables
in the first game of the double-header,
doubling with the bases full to win his
own game three to nothing. The other
game was to be played at night be-
neath the flood lights with Bill on the
mound for the Blues.
The Blues got into their batting
shoes ami bombarded four Indians for
a dozen hits which, combined with four
errors and many walks gave the Blues
a ten to one victory and that one run
came when two of the Indians com-
bined their only hit of the game with a
walk and an error.
Late in July. Kansas City invaded
Louisville for three games. The first
two were divided and in the third
game the opposing pitchers were again
Daley and Daley.
Old Jim, forty-one and still a fine
hurler. was wild in the first. Lewis
and Sheehan walked and McDonald
forced Bud at third. Buck O’Connell
got a scratchy hit between short and
third to load the bases. Joe Masters,
the slugger, came up and after foul-
ing several pitches, worked the count
to three and two. Then Jim wound
up and pitched a shart out curve which
seemed to cut the corner. Joe didn’t
even move his bat and umpire Corcor-
an waved him to first, calling the pitch
a ball.
Ohl Jim stood for a moment, then
shouted. “Why you robber!”
Sputtering, he tossed his mitt to the
ground and stamped down to the plate,
defending that last pitch. Corcoran
motioned him back to the box and he
returned, reluctantly.
Tony Antonelli, Blue outfielder,
bunted to third and was out at first
as Ed Sheehan raced home. Vic Veery,
Blue first baseman. grounded out to
end the inning. Thereafter the air was
tense, each team seemed to be watch-
ing for the other to make a break.
It came in the fifth. Bob Zoeller
opened Louisville’s half with a hit. He
started for second on Bill’s first pitch
and Holmes pegged to Sheehan at sec-
ond. It was a close plan and either
safe or out. an argument was certain.
“Safe!” shouted the umpire on bases
and every player on the field gathered
around the umpire. Blows were struck
by Zoeller and Lewis and both were
sent from the field. Zoeller’s pinch run-
ner scorefl when Pendexter singled to
right-center. Gregory, the Colonel
right-fielder, was up. a heavy hitter
and dangerous in a pinch.
Bill’s first pitch was wide but Gre-
gory laced the second, a line drive to
deep left center seemed good for a
double ; and Pendexter started for sec-
PAGE FIFTY-SIX
ond. Antonelli however, made a beau-
tiful jumping catch to double the run-
ner off first and end the threat. The
score remained two to one until the
eighth. In the first of that inning,
hostillities were renewed. Veery, a
notoriously weak hitter, singled and
Holmes hit a slow grounder between
second anti first. Jim Daley rushed over
to cover first and LeBlcu. the first base-
man, fielded the ball and tossed to sec-
ond. forcing Veery. O'Hara threw back
to first with Jim covering and just as
the. ball arrived, Holmes crashed into
him and both were sent sprawling.
Again the runner was called safe
and this time Jim refused to return to
the mound. The rest of the home
team followed him to the showers and
the players of both the teams and also
the umpires received a summons to
appear before the league president,
Hefferman. the next morning. Each
player who took part in the ruckus
was fined and received a sentence of
from six to ten days.
Bill left the president’s office for
the hotel with Manager Steve Brady
in the latter’s sedan.
•‘When will the series be played?”
demanded Bill, still sore over the out-
come of the fracus.
“I don’t know. And I’m afraid
there'll be more trouble when we play
them again. Hefferman says that the
game of yesterday will have to be re-
played. We are only one game behind
them now and we’ll have to step some
to pass them. But Lewis, Ed Sheehan.
and Holmes were suspended and I
haven't a man to take Eddie’s place at
second. Mason is on the bench with
a broken finger so I’ll have to get in
touch with Evans, manager of the
Peoria farm team.”
“Why can’t I play second when T’m
not in the box as I did at Fielding?”
“What! Can you cover second?” de-
manded Steve. “Al right. I’ll try
you.”
So Bill played second during the Mil-
waukee games until Sheehan was re-
called. In the final game with the
tail-enders. Kansas City received quite
a scare. “Lefty” Barton started aginst
Denny Miller, fine right hander and
tough-luck player. The Blues built
up a four to one lead but Milwaukee
came back strong in the seventh. Mill-
er walked and took second when one
of Barton’s shorts got away from
Thomas, subbing for Holmes behind
the bat. Powers struck out but Mor-
gan singled scoring Miller ami Paul
Ridley, league-leading home-run hit-
ter. barely missed clearing the fence
with a two-bagger which drove in an-
other run. Dick Hall relieved Barton
and Keirnan. the next batter smashed
a liner over second. Ridley took one
look and started for third but Bill
Daley speared it and stepped on sec-
ond to complete a beautiful unassist-
ed double-play.
\\ hile the Blue were clearing up
three games with Milwaukee, the
Colonels drubbed Saint Paul to remain
in a one game lead. Early in October
al! the teams completed their sched-
ules with the exception of that overdue
series between the two leaders. The
blues needed thrqe out of four gams
to finish with the pennant.
McGann pitched his final game of
the season and defeated Ike Bronson
three to one in a tight duel. The Blues
edged out their adversaries in hits by
six to five and all were singles.
Jack Armond lost a tought game by
one to nothing. Yielding but three hits
while his team collected eight, he
pitched one ball too good in the fourth
inning to Floyd Jenkins and the young
left fielder cracked it into the bleachers.
A second piece of news that day was
to the effect that the two Daleys
would face each other again in the
final game.
Although outplayed in the third
game the Blues, behind the sterling
PAGE FIFTY-SEVEN
pitching of “Lefty’’ Barton, pushed
over the winning run in the ninth on a
walk, an infield out and a lucky theft
of third by Antonell; and a scratch hit
by I lolmes to stay in the running. That
final game meant the pennant and
there-in hangs the conclusion of my
tale.
Manager Walsh of the Colonels and
Steve Brady of the Blues announce
their starting lineup with Johnson as
relief pitcher for Louisville and Dick
Hall for the Blues.
LOUISVILLE
Floyd Jenkins—If
Bob Zoeller—3b
Jerry Pendexter—ss
Pearce Gregory—rf
Sami Melton—cf
“Frenchy" LeBleu— lb
“Doc” Ed wards—c
Bill O’Hara—2b
Jim Daley—p
KANSAS CITY
“Bud” Lewis—ss
Eddie Sheehan—2b
Gil McDonald—If
“Buck’’ O’Connell—3b
Joe Masters—cf
Tony Antonelli—rf
Vic Veery—lb
Harry Holmes—c
Bill Daley—p
Louisville, averaging thirty - four
vears of age. was led by Captain Bob
Zoeller. A young, fast outfield and an
old steady infield combination gave
almost perfect balance to the team.
Kansas City’s team averaged only
between twenty-six and twenty-seven.
A young team, playing flashy ball in
spots and wild as the jungles in others.
were banking on Bill to hold down that
murderer’s row composing Louisville’s
lineup and Bill was depending on them
to play heads up ball and give him a
lead to hold. The park was crowded
by one thirty ami at two fifteen sharp
umpire-in-chief Goldman and base-um-
pire Stevens stepped to their positions.
Kansas City, as visitors, batted last
so young Jenkins stepped to the plate.
I le hit an easy bounder back to Bill ami
was out at first. Zoeller singled but
Pendexter anil Gregory lined into Ed
Sheehan’s glove. After that, neither
team saw first for four innings. Tn
the last half of the fourth, with two
out. Gil McDonald tapped a Texas
leaguer to center but was immediately
forced at second by O’Connell.
“Frenchy” LeBleu walked to open
the ninth and took second on an infield
out. Up to this point, the game had
been errorless; but LeBleu reached
third and old Doc Edwards got to first
when Bud Lewis fumbled the latter's
easy grounder. O’Hara walked when
Bill failed to cut the inside corner.
Then old Jim came up and smacked
the first ball right into O’Connell’s
glove. A fast play, third to home to
first ended the inning.
The Blues threatened in the thir-
teenth when Joe Master led off with
a two bagger. Tony grounded out to
first, and Joe reached third on the play.
Veery struck out and Joe was out by
an inch when Zoeller threw Holmes’s
grounder to the plate.
In the seventeenth Zoeller walked
with one out and reached third when
Jerry Pendexter connected for a sin-
gle. Pendexter attempted a delayed
steal but was fooled when Lewis cov-
ered second instead of Ed Sheehan.
Zoeller cut lose for the plate as the
play started but was caught easily.
Melton made a beautiful running
catch of Master’s fly to deep center to
open the Blue’s seventeenth. An-
tonelli singled and Veery startled the
congregation by dropping a safe hit
to short left. Holmes sacrificed and Bill
Daley came up with the chance to win
before him. The first pitch was wide.
but the second cut the outside corner.
Old Jim bore down but the next pitch
PAGE FIFTY-EIGHT
was almost wild. Bill swung at and
fouled it for two strikes and one ball.
The following pitch was an intended
drop. It started for the center but re-
fused to break and Bill swung and con-
nected. Right for the pitcher it sped
and Jim threw up his arm. It struck
with a smash that could be heard in
cvcrx corner of the park and bounded
off between first anil second, a safe hit
to win the game.
\ few minutes later Bill found him-
self standing before Steve, who spoke
to him.
“Why don’t you go and see your
dad? I heard that his arm’s broken*'.
“I might as well tell you now as lat-
er that lie isn’t my father. It’s all just
a scheme of Jim Peterson, your scout.
We were to pretend to be father and
son so as t<> draw bigger crowds. You’d
better see him before he gets out of the
park.’’
Arthur N. Butler.
IN RETROSPECT
Every senior’s thoughts have now
been turned to graduation. The same
old phrase. “Won't I be glad when T am
out of this place.” still resounds
through the corridors, but deep down
in our hearts we are sorry to be leav-
ing. In spite of all the struggles, the
grinding, and the impatience of the
teachers because of our stupidity or
indifference, we cannot help looking
oack over the dear old years with
pleasure. Once we were bashful fresh-
men, looking with awe at the dignified
seniors : then came the joy ot becom-
ing sophomores, with another class to
look down upon ; next our great im-
portance of being juniors; but when
lie have arrived at the last year we
really do not feel important at all. Our
minds are turned to more serious
thoughts for we become freshmen
again in another field.
Josephine Jagger.
THE HIGHER BOND
I know a higher bond of fellowship
That links the hearts of humankind.
A scrip
Is mine that certifies I do belong
To things of earth and woods and sky
- - - am strong
To trek the trail and stem all rivers
wild;
To swine, if need shall be. with men
defiled.
When doing so will help to raise the
cause
Of men who tried and found the trail
the jaws
Of hell; and finding, neither cringed
nor whined.
But took it all in fun and dinned and
dined
And loved and laughed and wined, and
maybe died-------
Just played the game, nor asked for
odds, nor cried,
“Unfair”! The creed is learned by only
men
Who’ve loved in life and looked on
death, and when
They’ve followed closely----love and
life and death - - -
Have grinned and grit the teeth ami
drawn the breath
A bit more fierce perhaps, and maybe
damned,
But gone about with life again, nor
shammed
For sympathy. ’Tis these the higher
bond
Has known. 'Tis these in life that cor-
respond
By symboled charact’ry and secret
r sign
I 'nknown to those who’ve tasted not
the wine
Of deeper red from out the firmer
press of life :
’Tis these have known the blossom
broken, and the strife.
And pain of penetential grief, and won.
By grit and guts, the scroll. “Ye wor-
thy soul, well done!”
R. Manley Grindle.
PAGE FIFTY-NINE
WATER CRESS
If you had watched Jim Fidler plant-
ing potatoes that early spring day. you
would have decided that the weight
of the world rested on his shoulders.
The firm tread and determined move-
ments of the young man of twenty-six
would have told anyone that he had
a definite goal that he was trying to
reach ; and when you looked more
closely at the long lanky chap, you
would find character in his plain but
likeable face which would assure you
that he would accomplish his aim.
Your assumption would have been in-
deed right, for Jim bail a very definite
gnal to achieve: and when Jim made
up his mind to do a thing, he would.
All his life he had lived on a farm with
his parents and had learned the lessons
of farming in the school of experience.
Side by side, father and son had kept
the barn full of hay; the cellar full of
vegetables; and the stocking was half
full of hard earned dollars for a “rainy
day”.
Jim had also found time to play, and
his particular friends were Ted Max-
field and Ruth Rothwell. These two
bovs and the girl had been pals since
childhood. Ted was a direct opposite
to Jim in every way. Always happy-
go-lucky and impetuous, he hastened
from one adventure to another with no
fear of the future or anything else.
His agreeable manner and ready wit
got him out of many difficulties; and
his father’s pocketbook kept him sup-
plied with candy and marbles when a
boy.and now with a roadster ami pock-
et money. Ted admired Jim for his
quiet ways and his strong will-power
to over-come obstacles, and Jim never
tired of Ted's lively spirit and humor.
The third member of this triumvirate
was Ruth Rothwell, as a girl, freckled,
gauky. and a tomboy. She was always
ready for fun and would never resist
a dare. Until last year when Teri had
returned from college, these three had
been no more than pals. All at once
their friendship became an entangled
mass of difficulties. Ruth seemed
changed to the boys. She was no long-
er their tomhoy playmate but a per-
plexing young lady endowed with a
great many charms. There is no need
to say that boisterous Ted actually had
serious moods now, and Jim was even
more considerate. The question that
has arisen for ages and will arise for
years to come now had to be answered
by Ruth. It seemed almost impossible
to her. when she tried to make a
choice.
One evening as the three sat on the
porch steps talking over “old times”
they drifted first jokingly and then se-
riously on the subject most vital to
them all. “Which one should have
Ruth, or better, which one would she
have ?”
"Well,” said Ted. “let's flip a coin”.
Ruth thoughtfully rolled a stone
back and forth with her foot.
“I think I know a better way. Let’s
make a sort of bargain. Both of you
choose some definite field or goal to
work for. At the end of the year, the
one who has been the most successful
will be the winner; and I’ll be the
prize”.
“Why not?” said Ted.
“Say that’s fair enough”.
“Sure is." said Jim and he thrust
out a band that gave Ted assurance
that he had strong competition.
PART TT
Thus it is that we find Jum busily
working in the fields, for his ambition
was to raise potatoes that would take
a prize at any fair.
\t the same time Ted was ponder-
ing over some drafts in a hastily erect-
ed shack near the bank of Penequag
River. Ted had chosen to help con-
struct a dam that was being built by
the state. Tons of water were being
wasted weekly by lack of a dam at
PAGE SIXTY
this point. Ted’s college training was
being put to a test in more ways than
one. and he began to work in earnest.
Ted’s dam would be completed in early
tall about the time Jim’s potatoes
would be ready for market.
All summer long the two men
worked hard. Neither shirked his duty
and each seemed to be succeeding in
his own way. Summer came and Jim’s
potato plants were classed by many as
the best yet produced in the state. Ted
also was progressing. Although young
and inexperienced, his determination
and grit had made his work outstand-
ing.
Ruth, the star, to which these
two men had hitched their wagons.
watched the progress of both, still un-
decided. Ted ami Jim. however, found
themselves drifting apart, as each
strove to win.
About a week before the dam would
be completed and Jim’s potatoes would
be ready to dig. Ruth invited the rivals
to supper. Everyone was cheerful un-
til the dishes were done; then outward
appearances began to drop without
something definite to do.
“Let’s take a walk,” said Ted, ad-
dressing no one in particular, but
obviously meaning Ruth.
“Sure.” said Jim “let’s go to the
hill in back of the house. There’s a
corking view of the falls from there,
and 1 believe we can see vour dam too,
Ted”.
The three accepted the idea with re-
lief. for outdoors would be a welcome
refuge for their tense feelings.
"Jim, you certainly were right, when
you said the falls were gorge us from
here. Look at them rush over”.
“It seems swifter than usual.” com-
mented Jim. “I don’t-------”.
"Listen,” interrupted Ted, "some-
thing’s wrong. It sounds like a
Hood".
“It sounds like thunder to me,” said
Ruth laughingly, “I think w'd better
start back”.
“Ted,” came Jim’s startled cry,
“look at the dam. It’s giving away.
The water’s coming over in torrents”.
Ted, Jim. ami Ruth stared at the
tumbling mass. As their eyes followed
the raging water overflowing its banks
and either burying or sweeping along
everything in its path, Jim grabbed
Ted’s arm.
"My potatoes! The lower field
where I planted the crops will be cov-
ered by morning!”
Both men looked at each other and
fully understood each other's thoughts.
Fate had treated these men strangely.
Together they had succeeded, and to-
gether they had failed.
The water did not recede for a week
and then the lands were mucky and
marshy.
In a dejected manner Jim listlessly
wandered down to a brook which ran
through a deep woody glen. Jim of-
ten came here to plan and think. There
was something about the stillness that
soothed his nerves. Unconsciously he
pulled a green leaf from a clump near
the edge and chewed it very much like
a cow chews her cud. Suddenly Jim
spit out the leaf and took another. This
time he chewed more rapidly and ac-
tually swallowdd it. “Why not? It
wouldn't hurt to try,” mused Jim.
With a determined air he picked
several chimps of what we call water
cress.
The next year Jim began to cultivate
water cress. Fie supplied all the prin-
cipal markets of his state. Jim had
played a hunch ami made good.
One night Ruth received a very sus-
picious looking box. When she opened
it she was even more suspicious, fot.
it was full of water cress. At the bot-
tom of the box was a card which said:
“Do you call this success?” Jim.
Ruth’s answer was almost as brief
as the question : “Come to supper to-
morrow night and find out”. Ruth.
That night Ruth served water cress.
Dorothy Plaisted.
PAGE SIXTY-ONE
WHICH ONE?
Buzz, Buzzzz goes the bell. Still
the noise which sounds like a swarm
of buzzing bees continues. Another
bell rings; still the noise prevails. The
teacher enters the room sedately, but
even her distinguished presence has lit-
tle effect upon the buzzing bees.
“Class, the BEI.lv has rung,” a com-
manding voice ejaculates.
Laughing faces peer saucily at the
teacher for a moment. Several boys
shout in unison, “No sa, the bell hasn’t
rung.”
The teacher looks despairingly at
the daring student', and says reproach-
fully. “I said that the bell has rung:
the lunch period is over.”
Reluctantly the class comes to order
— silence reigns.
The teacher begins. “Now. class.
you are Seniors, arc you not? Why
can’t you conduct yourselves as young
men and women? You act like gram-
mar school children. You can’t even
be compared with my freshmen, who
are as good as gold. If I find you
people tomorrow as I did today, I
shall..........”
The teacher pauses. With a stern
countenance she gazes upon her class.
The students return her gaze—only
theirs is expressionless.
She continues. “Now remember, a
severe punishment . . . . ”
\gain she stops. A bright smile
illuminates her face. It seems as if
she has been trying to suppress that
smile, but it comes in spite of her ef-
forts.
Her voice continues more softly,
“Now, class. I don’t need to talk to
you seniors this way. I know that
you will not be guilty of such actions
again T trust you; I have faith in you.
You are a good class, after all.”
It is Miss Folsom’s Senior English
Class. We students know that this
teacher would not allow us to pass
from her room with a bad taste in our
mouths. We know, also, that when
she speaks words of reproof, in the
end. she will praise us for our good
points and let us know that she is fond
of us in spite of our distasteful words
and deeds.
W’e understand our teachers; they
understand us !
Muriel Grant.
UNFAIRNESS
How hard it is to explain some of
the decrees of late! Life at times
seems so unfair. Consider for instance
the heartless wiping out of the two
young lives of our classmates, Marion
Thompson ami Norman Shapleigh.
Both were well loved by their class-
mates and had achieved a reputation
apparently undeserving of such a pun-
ishment. 'They were seemingly too
young to pass into the world beyond.
The best part of their existence was
lying ahead of them. Yet at the most
unexpected hour, along creeps that
stealthy hand that snatches so many
brave lives from the much travelled
voyage of life, when the best ports
lie ahead. Though we mourn forever.
it may bring us no good. We cannot
alter the hand of destiny. Since the
dreadful work has been completed we
can only harbor pleasant memories of
our classmates who have passed on to
their reward.
Jean Stiles ’33.
PAGE SIXTY-TWO
THE BLISS OF A FRESHMAN
September 6 dawns bright and fair.
Everything seems to be set for an ex-
citing day. Let’s look in on one of
the to-be Freshmen.
I'p at 5.30. dressed in Sunday best,
mother fussing around with phrases
about plenty of warm breakfast, catch
cold with those silk stockings, hankies
---“Mother, please------” Oh well.----
mother doesn’t yet realize that she,
mother’s baby, has grown up. entering
high school. Should one wear a rib-
bon on one's hair? Better not - - rath
er childish - - Today, of all days, one
must look, at least, understanding.
Off, now, with mother standing in the
doorway calling after her to be a “good
girl.” “Oh dear - - why does mother
act as if I - - ” But then, here’s the
high school. Entering, one found him-
self lost among the millions (it seems)
of swarming freshmen. How did one
manage to look grown-up having to
push around this way, trying to peer
through the spaces opened by the mil-
lion of craning necks eager to see and
hear everything. There was Madge.
Why on earth couldn’t she act more
poised, instead of acting like a silly
child! At last in the class room lis-
tening to the teacher say in a drony
voice, “Please, children, be quiet.” A
series of classes, books, more books,
assignments, ami whirling thoughts
and the school day ends.
Mary, telling her mother about the
happenings of the day, thought she
would wear her “green ribbon and ride
her bicycle'' to school tomorrow.
Ah. the bliss to be a freshman!
Avis Varney.
WHEN SCHOOL IS DONE
After graduation, the members of
our class will be separated. Some we
may see occasionally; others, possibly
never. If we have a reunion in a
quarter of a century, how many of
“1933” shall we recognize? Our friends
will be more mature. Many will have
prominent positions and social stand-
ings. Some from whom we expect the
least, may have accomplished (he most.
All have talents if they will but use
them.
In our class, nothing of which to be
ashamed has ever happened. May we
always keep this fine record. If we
cannot all be great leaders, we can
be good followers, respectable and re-
spected in our community. This is the
true meaning of‘success. Let us fol-
low- the old saying:
“Straight is the line of duty.
Curved is the line of beauty.
Follow the first, and thou shall see
The second ever following thee".
Kathleen Jagger.
PAGE SIXTY-THREE
Sanford High School Band
PAGE SIXTY-FOUR
INTERCLASS BASKETBALL
When the time rolled a round for in-
terclass basketball during our Fresh-
man year, many boys reported for the
team. Due to inexperience we were
defeated by the Sophomores in our
first game 8-1. This defeat was not
to be taken too seriously because we
had done well to hold the score down
to what it was.
In our Sophomore year not much in-
terest seemed to be shown in inter-
class basketball, so no definite games
were played. Manx challenges were
hurled between the different class
teams, but none were accepted.
For our first game during our Junior
year we were unfortunate enough to
meet the Seniors. They had a very
fast team and were given quite a shock
when after the first period they were
leading 6-0, the Juniors put up such a
rigged defense that they were barely
able to edge out a win 16 8. In this
game Nunan. Dexter, and Stott, stood
out for the Juniors.
In our Senior year we met the
Freshman in the opening game. The
Senior team presented a passing at-
tack which completely bewildered the
Freshman. The score at the end of
the game stood Seniors 37, Freshman
11. Dexter rang in twelve points for
the Senior team while Waddington and
W allingford stood out on defense.
In the finals for the championship
the Seniors met the Juniors in what
proved to be a very disastrous game
for us. At the end of the first half
the score was 30-6 against us. Even
then the Senior team did not give up
but put up such a defense that the
Juniors were able to register only 17
points while we gathered 15. Dexter
and Stott gathered four points apiece
for the Seniors, but the whole team
should be praised for the fight that it
showed even in defeat.
BASKETBALL
1929-30
1930-31
Basketball meant very little to the
class of “33” when they were Fresh-
men. Sanford had a fairly good team
with kiddie Lister as captain, hacked
up by Ford. Morrill. Norton and Libby.
“Wen" Merrifield was the only Fresh-
man to play for the first string. The
boys won some good games such as
defeating Traip Academy 24-10. and
Kennebunkport 36-16. They also lost
a few to Cheverus. South Portland and
Biddeford. Mr. Nunan was coach.
Our Sophomore year we began to
come into our own, and McHugh and
Merrifield both began to star for San-
ford. Ray Morrill was captain and had
behind him such men as M. Merrifield,
“Wen” Merrifiield. McHugh. Norton.
Libby. Jowett, and Jellison. Although
this team failed to break the jink and
defeat South Portland. Biddeford, and
Cheverus ; they did play some good
basketball and defeated Traip, Kenne-
bunk. and Berwick.
PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN
BASKETBALL
1931-32
During our third year Sanford be-
gan to come into its own on the
basketball court. ‘ 'l iny” Libby was
captain, and although Merrifield and
McHugh were the only ones who
starred from our class, we hav.e cause
to remember the clever playing of
some <>f the others. Captain Libby
ami “Jazz” Hamlin played guards.
Jellison was the center, and the two
mighty mites from our class played
forwards. This team broke the old
jinx and squashed Biddeford and de-
feated Thornton. The letter men were:
Lawrence Pelletier. Frank Clark. W il-
bur Thyng. Donald Edgecomb. John
Howgate. Frank McHugh. Wendell
Merrifield. Russell Jellison. Franklin
Handin. Manager Downs, and Captain
Libby.
1932-33
Our last year things began to hum
and Sanford had a good basketball sea-
son. “Wen’ Merrifield and “Mickv"
McHugh headed the teams as co-cap-
tains. Smith. Charette, and McCul-
lough made up Sanford’s live. The
team played some nice basketball and
many of the games they lost were
heart-breakers. What could be more
depressing than to lose games by a
basket or a foul shot.
The boys won several games includ-
ing games from Biddeford and Som-
ersworth. but the greatest feather in
their cap was the 18-14 victory over
Cheverus.
The men to receive letters were:
McHugh. McKone. Merrifield. Smith.
Charette. Simpson. Stott. McCullough.
Spence. Dexter. Moulton. Manager
Spendlove.
As we go out we leave under-class-
men who are well able to carry on the
good work. McKone, Carlisle, Smith,
Simpson. Binnette, and Charette, are
men who we believe can do it. At the
last meetting of the letter men, Phil
Charette was elected next year’s cap-
tain. and Warren Simpson appointed
next year’s manager.
PAGE SIXTY-EIGHT
page sixty-nine
Sanford High Basketball Team, 1932-33
FOOTBALL
I will try to recall from a few facts,
the experiences and games of football
of the boys of the Class of 33.
Our freshman year was in '29. Can-
didates for football were called by
Coach Arthur Sager. The freshman
who answered this call were: McCul-
lough, Spence, Pouliot, Poulin. Shap-
leigh, Ford, Dolan, Merrifield, Mc-
Hugh, Allen, and Fleming. Although
Merrifield was the only boy who
played to any extent the others were
getting experience which counts much
in football.
'Hie Captain of the team was “Fat”
McCann. The season was called a
hard one, but as Sanford was not in
the Conference, it played many minor
games. Sanford won one, tied one,
and lost four.
\1 though Coach Sager was a prince
>f a fellow, a-d an all-around athlete,
he couldn’t seem to get football teams
down to perfection. Many thought it
v as because he was too easy on the
hoys. Sager heard this and gave every-
one tackling practice in the Goodall
Park mud the first rainy day we had.
Mthough the boys didn’t have the
•xperience playing the freshman year.
thex learned about the game ami the
methods of playing it.
A banquet was given at the end of
the season in honor of the whole
squad.
In 1Q30, we had a new coach. Hill-
nan O. (Flash) Fallon, a quarterback
graduate of Dartmouth. Fallon. I
guess, had heard of the customs of the
hoys of probable laziness and ability
to make wisecracks. He started in the
first day in the gym “cooling down”
Wendell. Merrifield. Wendell wasn't
the only boy who was “laid on the
ice” either. This was the year that
much new equipment was bought for
us. We turned up at the park the fol-
lowing day resplendent in our new
suits. In about a week one wouldn’t
have known we were the same bunch.
Fallon started in the first day with
four laps to find our condition. 1 guess
it wasn’t so good, for not many of the
boys stuck strictly to training rules.
We learned one thing that first year
which was much to our advantage, and
that was to listen to and obey what
Coach told us. Many of the boys dis-
liked Fallon on first becoming ac-
quainted with him ; but after getting to
know him and his ideas, there was not
a one who could say there was a bet-
ter coach anywhere.
Sanford played more of the major •
teams this year. ’30. \\ ith Fred Jowett
as captain, it won four, tied one. lost
four. This was not bad considering
that the boys had a new coach. The
final game of the season was a heart-
breaker. We lost to the undefeated
Kennebunk team on Thanksgiving Day
14-13. The game was played on a
frozen field and many injuries resulted.
Chase and Merrifield were the only
hoys of the class of ’33 who played this
year. Both received letters. Chase be-
ing elected captain for the 1931 season.
A dance was given in honor of the
squad at the end of the season.
In the year 1931, the ’33 class began
to come into its own in placing boys
on the team. The following won their
letters during the season: Merrifield,
Chase. Allen. McCullough , Pouliot.
Dube, Wallingford and Fleming. This
was the year that the contest was
waged for the watch given by Earle K.
Howe of Springvale, as to the most
valuable player on the team. Stanley
Libby won first prize with Teddy
Crowley coming in second. Captain
Chase at the end of the season was
given a crimson sweater with a white
“S” knitted in. As a special honor.
letters were given out by Trad Hardy,
All American Tackle at Harvard.
PAGE SEVENTY
FRANK McHUGH
and
WENDELL MERRIFIELD
1933's
BASKETBALL CO-CAPTAI NS
PHIL CHARETTE
BASKETBALL CAPTA IN-ELECT
PAGE SEVENTY-ONE
FOOTBALL
Sanford played very good football
this year. We won five, tied one, and
lost two. the best season that any of
'33 class had played or were to play
while in High School. ( I nless there
are 1’. G.’s which is entirely possible.)
We succeeded in holding Thornton, the
champions of the year, to a 7-7 tie
which proved to be a feather in our
caps.
The 1932 season started oil with a
football rally to raise the spirits of the
boys and students Irad 1 lardy helped
Fallon the first two weeks before
school started in coaching the line.
which promised to be the best in
years. We all liked this big fellow
very much and he gave us many point
ers on how to play in the line.
The team was made up entirely of
Seniors except for two positions. The
same boys who made their letters the
year before made them again this year
with the addition of Raymond Welch.
Albert Senechai, Frank McHugh, Fred
Spence, and Xlbert Spendlove. Norman
Stansfield, as manager did an admir-
able job also.
The line came up to all expectations.
Murphy, the hard-hitting fullback of
Biddeford, was tossed for a loss on al-
most every play of that game. The
backfield, although light, did a good
job at ball carrying. “Walt” Chase,
line plunger. “Johnny” Dube, end run-
ner. and Whitey Merrifield. “Freddy"
Spence. “Whistle" Charette did the
running. In the line were “Phil" Char-
rette. Harvard Wallingford. “Ray"
Welch. “Vel” Ford. “Ken" Allen,
■Johnny" Fleming and Albert Sene-
chal. This includes the two ends.
Although Sanford came through the
season on the short end of the horn,
they gave the major teams something
to think about besides picking violets
on the gridiron. We won one. tied our
old rival Biddeford in a scoreless game
and lost six. Thornton was the only
team on I he circuit that scored more
than one touchdown on Sanford and
many of the games were won by one
point. To I he underclassmen who may
read this. 1 recommend NOT Kelly
Field in Bath fora football game. As
i pla e for a water carnival or a hog
wallow contest it is excellent. This
is nothing against the boys. They’re
all a line (Hindi to meet outside or on’
a football field. When the boys came
off the field, they looked like last year’s
underwear left out doors all winter and
through the spring and summer.
I know that none of the boys who
have played for Sanford ever regretted
doing so <>ne minute, and only hope
that “\ el” Ford, as next year's captain
will continue to lead his team to more
victories than we have chalked up.
Stick to Coach Fallon and you won’t
go far wrong.
Never will one forget the smell of
a locker room. Sweat, liniment, dust
and dirt all mixed in together which
when combined makes a fellow think
of the hard, but highly pleasing work
he has put in on the dusty field.
Here’s hoping that the gridstars of
Sanford High in the future will fight
with every ounce of strength they
have, as the boys up to '33 have tried
to do. and make their team a winning
one.
PAGE SEVENTY-TWO
Sanford High Football Squad. 1932
PAGE SEVENTY-THREE
GIRLS’ INTERMURAL SPORTS
During our four years in Sanford
High, the girls’ sports have been inter-
mural. Miss Everett formed the
Girls’ Athletic Association. A girl
must participate in at least one sport
before she can become a member. She
also organized an “S’’ Club. 'Phis con-
sisted of only girls, who had earned
their “S’’. Miss Everett’s plans proved
to be very interesting and aroused a
great deal of competition. The active
members of the clubs gave many par-
ties and took joyful journeys.
'PCM BLING
Petite Avis Johnson was a great
help to the bases of the pyramids.
Surely our hearts would have failed if
we had had a “heavy hundred” prepar-
ing to climb on our shoulders; there-
fore. we were fortunate in placing Avis
in the honored position of “Topmost
Tumbler.”
“Dot” Plaisted was among us until
one day' she “misjudged a happy land-
ing.”
LETTERS
'I’he girls of the class of 1933 have
showed great proficiency in all sports.
lean Stiles, Dorothy Plaisted, Evelyn
Johnson. Paula Vallely. Betty Tibbetts.
Edith Weld, Geraldine Dunham, and
Claire Roberge have all received an
“S” for their ability in sports.
Kathleen Jagger never did succeed
in perpetual motion in the manner cd
a cart wheel, although it must be said
that it wasn’t her fault.
Happy Hilda Hammond always reli-
able. attempted anything and every-
thing. W ithout doubt she showed a
partiality towards “forward rolls.”
INTERCLASS B A S KI <T BA LL
Our first and second years of basket-
ball divided ns all up into opposing
teams. Jean Stiles ami Betty Tibbetts
were on the winning squad their Soph-
omore year.
Junior year basketball season proved
to be the most successful. The squad
was led on to victory by Captain Jean
Stiles. The team took over the unde-
feated Juniors in a score of 16-15. ob-
taining the championship. Dorothy
Plaisted. Betty Tibbetts, Evelyn John-
son. Cecile Porrell as centers. Jean
Stiles. Geraldine Dunham, Claire Ro-
berge as forwards. Lorina Thompson,
Edith Weld. Arline I fall played guards.
Our Senior year, most of the basket-
ball girls were busy and didn’t find
much time to practice. The girls
played good games but lost the cham-
pionship.
Jolly' jumping “Jerry” Dunham
bravely burrowed along with her head
standing friend of red hair, Betty Tib-
betts. who often-times used the “head
stand" as an escape from excess en-
ergy.
Perhaps Edith Weld would have
been happy if all could have adopted
her mode of walking on hands.
Ruth Slipp was our famous “nose
diver.” Doing hand springs was one
of her mere past-times.
“Evey” Johnson’s great ambition
was to succeed in turning somersaults
from one end of the mattresses to the
other. Tf we had continued with our
practiced she’d be trying it yet.
Our accomplished trainer. Miss Thel-
ma Everett, fairly “knocked the audi-
ence from their seats” when she skill-
fully whipped us “cats” through vari-
ous tricks and tumbles in our second
year of tumbling.
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GIRLS’ INTERMURAL SPORTS
I ji our third year, because of the “de-
pression” we went "back to the soil”
and tumbled impersonating the “farm-
ers" but. unlike the poor depressed
men, we reaped in loads of fun and
frolic.
We Seniors dropped the Hills of dig-
nity and literally “stood on our heads"
for sheer joy and would have turned
somersaults if the sport could have
continued in our supposedly solemn
Senior year.
BASEBALL
1930
Sanford opened the 1930 baseball
season by drubbing Wells High in a
slugging match at Goodall Park. Wells
took the lead with three runs in the
first inning, but before one out was
registered in the Sanford team’s half
of that inning, they were leading 6-3
anti were never passed. Ray St.
Arnaud. Mahlon Merrifield. Ray Mor-
rj.ll and Stevie Ford, were the stars on
the field and each contributed one or
more extra-base hits. The final score
was unusually large—33-13.
\ 27 I trouncing fell to Sanford’s
lot al Deering. Lack of experience
showed on the part of Sanford while
Deering's heavy guns were going con-
tinuously, scoring in all but two in-
nings. Captain Morrill of Sanford and
Captain Plummer of the Purple nine
starred. McKiney, on the mound dur-
ing the first seven innings for Deering.
was ivnincible though Johnson and
Soule were hit hard in the 8th and 9th.
Mthough Sanford out played Bidde-
ford all the way. the Plush Towners
suffered a 7-5 setback at Goodall Park
on April 26. Lack of hits in the
pinches were responsible. Chan. De-
Mclle and Ray St. Amand were best
for Sanford and Murphy stood out for
the visitors. “Channey” De.Melle hit a
double which drove in two runs and
climaxed a ninth inning rally. Field-
ing features were a fine catch of Tiny
Libbey’s fly by Murphy. Biddeford's
first base-man. Sanford completed a
double play in the 6th, Eddie Lister to
Ray Morrill.
Westbrook took a hard fought con-
test from the Sanford boys at West-
brook, the final score being 15-13. Our
boys tied the score in the seventh at
13 runs apiece, but Wentworth. West-
brook pitching ace. held Sanford score-
less in the last two innings while his
teammates scored twice in the 8th.
Wentworth entered the game as pitch-
er with three Sanford boys on base
and only one out. His first pitch was
hit into a double play which saved his
bacon. St. Amand an<l DeMelle were
Sanford's heavy hitters.
On May I2th Shuford was almost
shut out by Thornton Academy at
Saco. Behind by 11-0 in the 8th in-
ning. the visiting boys rallied to drive
Bell from the mound. Hoyt replaced
him and was also hit hard. Eddie Ent-
whistle, guarding the hot corner for
the Thorntonites was the leading hit-
ting and fielding star of the game.
Cheverus broke a jinx and left San-
ford in sole possession of the cellar of
the Telegram League. The game was
played at Bayside Park. Portland.
Cheverus broke out of a batting slum])
and parked the ball every where except
over the fence. Winn, Cheverus hurler
held Sanford in check while Pat Foley,
“the hooker.” playing short stop for
the Blue and W hite gave the fans a
treat with his fielding. Ray Morrill's
PAGE SEVENTY-FIVE
BASEBALL
fielding also was exceptional. Joe St.
Amand. little Sanford outfielder sur-
prised himself and every one else by
smacking two of Winn's jritches for
doubles. The score was 20-9.
Deering High left Goodall Park on
the evening of May 24. carrying along
a 19-3 decision over the local team.
Ray St. Amand and McKiney fought
a brilliant pitching duel during the
early part of the game but misplays
and several long hits started the Pur-
ple off in the fourth with the first
scores of the game. A freshman.
“Stuffy” McHugh, now called Micky.
was the only Sanford boy to collect
more than one hit off the Purple
moundsman. ‘‘Les’’ Norton got a long
hit in the second inning. After the
game, he was second in the batting list
of the Telegram League with an aver-
age of .667. He had 6 hits in 9 times
UP-
Sanford wound up in the cellar with
only one League victory but had a fine
group of players as material for the
1931 team.
1931
Taylor. Louhier. St. Amand and Em-
ery made up Sanford’s mound group
for the 1931 season. Perron. Dexter.
M. Merrifield. McHugh. Libby. Dube.
Norton and another St. Amand. Joe.
completed an impressive line-upoi vet-
erans.
The Sanford Boys’ Club, led by
Walt Guptill. registered a close 11-7
victory over the high school boys in a
pre-season game. Ray St. Amand.
Louhier. and Taylor worked on the
mound for the school boys. Bib
Drouin caught his first game very cap-
ably while “Speed" Dube made several
spectacular catches in center field and
collected a double and single at bat.
The teams were tied with 5 runs
apiece in the Sth but rallies brought
the score up.
The Red and White won a tight
game from Thornton at Saco. The
Academy boys led 3-2 after the fourth
but Sanford got to Bell for several
hits and won out with two runs in the
eighth when Dube walked ami two St.
\mand singles and a hit by Merrifield
put Sanford ahead to stay. In the
ninth doubles by Drouin and Dexter
produced an unnecessary counter.
Westbrook High, lead by Doucette
and Hawkes defeated the home town
boys at Goodall Park, May 9. 'rhe
score was 6-0. Three Westbrook runs
in the 6th and a couple more in the
eighth clinched the encounter. Poor
support was responsible for Ray St.
Amand pitched a good game. Ray
Morrill ami Johnny Dube stood out for
Sanford and Doucette pulled his team
out of the hole several times w ith good
fielding.
Tieing the game up with seven runs
in the 9th and putting over four more
in the 10th. Deering High invaded
Goodall Park and defeated the local
high school 16-12. It was a wild and
woolly game from start to fiinish with
Clark in the limelight for Deering ami
\l Perron collecting three hits for
Sanford. The Sanford boys led 2-0
in the 3rd but Clark topped of a three
run rally with a home run to put the
invaders ahead. Wen and May Merri-
field tied the score with successive hits
in the fifth ami Sanford gained and
increased the lead until the unlucky
ninth.
Sanford journeyed to Biddeford and
trounced the home team 14-9. Aided
bv an eight run splurge in the sixth.
Ray St. Amand puzzled the Biddeford
team for seven innings. Biddeford
fought hard but was hindered by poor
fielding and inability to solve St.
Amand’s pitching. Ray Morrill played
a good game at first base and aided the
cause with a double and a pair of sin-
PAGE SEVENTY-SIX
BASEBALL
tries. Sanford kept clear of the cellar
with four victories in fourteen League
contests.
1932
Sanford opened its 1932 season with
a close victory over Cheverus. Al-
though "Jabber” Jocye, Cheverus’ star
pitcher struck out 17 of the Sanford
boys, Drouin drove in the winning
score with a double after Merrifield
reached first on a dro|q>ed third strike
by Reilley, Blue and White back-stop.
“Bib" Drouin, playing short stop for
Sanford showed up well on the field as
well as at bat. Cheverus rallied for
six runs in the sixth when Taylor took
up the mound duties ami held Cheverus
scoreless thereafter.
Sanford High was bombarded by
Portland to the tunc of 17-3 but ob-
tained revenge three days later by
helping themselves to 16 hits and 11
runs, taking an 11-7 decision from the
big town schoolboys. In the first game,
Emery and Taylor were hit hard and
given poor support but Loubier did
well to hold down the Portland team.
led bv La Pierre in the second con-
test. Drouin's willow wielding was
the feature of this game as he connect-
ed for three singles, a two bagger and
a triple in his five trips up to the plat-
ter.
South Portland gave Sanford too
much Kershaw and won 11-2 at Good-
all Park. The invaders hit hard to
take and hold the lead during the en-
tire game. The fielding feature was
“Whistle” Charette’s running catch un-
der the goal posts in right field late in
the game.
Sanford and Thornton staged a fast-
played contest on May 11, the Plush
Towners coming out on top' 5-4. The
game was played in an hour and 33
minutes and the league record stands
at an hour and 21 minutes. This rec-
ord was established in 1928. Thornton
held a 3-0 lead in the fifth but Sanford
tied up the game in the sixth and
pushed over the two winning counters
in the next frame. Thornton rallied
to score one run in the eighth but
failed to reach first in the ninth.
Loubier was badly treated in the
fourth and fifth but almost invincible
thereafter. Perron was Sanford's lead-
ing hitter while Clark, visiting third
baseman turned in several fielding
gems.
"Bib” Drouin was leading the league
with the remarkable batting average
of .714. Due to his five bingles in the
second Portland game, he leads the
Sanford offense. Several other marks
were held entirely or jointly by San-
ford. McHugh sacrificed four times,
three in one game. Deering and San-
ford. with nine stolen bases apiece led
the league. Portland and Sanford
were the only teams batting above
.300 while Thornton lead in the field-
ing percentages. Howard and Mur-
phy of Cheverus and Lane of Thornton
Academy followed Drouin in hitting
while "Rusty” Reilley of Cheverus
batted in a total of 9 runs in 4 games.
Sanford lost two games to West-
brook. \t Westbrook the score was
8-3 and at Sanford 9-1. In the first
game Sanford lost the services of
Johnny Binette who snapped his wrist
sliding at the plate. Johnny was a
freshman and performed in left field.
Another casualty was the wrenching
of Drouin's knee. Harlan Shane, who
pitched both games for Westbrook
bouneed a home run over the fence in
the opening canto of the first encount-
er. Pouliot, catching in Drouin’s place
smashed a double in the ninth with the
bases full. II. Cote of the paper city
team got a triple. Many errors handi-
capped Sanford's chances to win. Mc-
Hugh and Robichaud were the stars
PAGE SEVENTY-SEVEN
BASEBALL
of the second contest. Sanford scored
its lone run in the first inning and was
helpless at bat after that.
Sanford again beat Thornton 5-3 on
May 25. Sanford took an early lead
and stuck doggedly to the task of
stopping the Sacoites. Sanford out-
hit the home team 7-5 but several San-
ford hits were due to slow work in the
Thornton infield. Thornton led mo-
mentarily between the sixth and sev-
enth innings but Sanford scored a run
in each of the 7th and 8th ami 9th
innings to sew up the game. Loubier
pitched a steady game for Sanford
while Bell, his opponent was wild at
times, 'fhe fielding spectacle was Tar-
diff’s catch of a short out field fly.
Leaving the infield, he sprinted out and
pulled in the ball over his shoulder.
Sawyer, also of Thornton, led the hit-
ting with a triple and a brace of one
base blows.
Sanford split their two non-leagtic
games with Biddeford, dropping the
first 11-10 at Biddeford in ten innings
and hammering out a 20-10 victory in
the second. Chet Miles. Biddeford
first sacker who played beautifully in
the first game, singled in the tenth in-
ning to drive in the winning run. Bid-
deford featured the second game with
1 I errors. It was a roughly played
game, several Biddeford boys suffer-
ing injuries, ranging from bruises to
broken collar bones.
South Portland again out played
Sanford on May 25, winning by an
11-6 score. Harry Mape’s boys were
easily the victors though Sanford
staged two three-run rallies. Brownell,
South Portland first sacker hit a home
run in the first inning ami Doughty.
Mape’s second choice pitcher held San-
ford in check in all but a couple of in-
nings. Emery started on the mound
for the Plush Town team and was re-
lieved by Merle Taylor in the fourth.
Seven runs were scored against the
former ami the latter gave up four.
Sanford closed the season with a 4-3
victory over Cheverus. The “Fight-
ing Irish" lived up to their name, but
Waddington, who pitched for Sanford
held the lead his mates gave him. In
the eighth, with Sanford out in front
by one lone tally Waddington loaded
the bases with two out. Loubier went
to his relief ami struck out “Rusty'’
Reilley, one of the most dangerous
stick handlers in the Telegram circuit.
Tiny Libby, Al Perron, Johnny Dube
and John Binnette all helped to put the
game in Sanford’s bag.
Thus Sanford ended in a tie for
third place with Westbrook, having
won six and lost eight league games.
1933
Sanford opened the 1933 season with
veterans in all but three positions, at
first base, second base and behind the
bat. Loubier. Currier ami Wiggin made
up the pitching staff with Loubier to
be saved for League games.
The first game, scheduled with
South Portland High, on Patriot’s Day
was postponed because of rain. On
Saturday Sanford journeyed to West-
brook and defeated the Westbrook
boys in a close 6-5 battle. Walling-
ford playing first base. Phil Charette.
captain-elect of the 1933-34 basketball
season playing second, and Frank Mc-
Hugh, alias “Micky,” catching plus last
year's veterans. Simpson. Dube, Merri-
field and Binnette with the exception
of Dexter in right field made up the
starting line-up. Wallingford of San-
ford and Shane and Cote of Westbrook
got two hits apiece and, although 13
errors were chalked up. many spark-
ling fielding plays were made. Loubier
limited the paper city batters to seven
hits while Sanford hit King safely for
a total of nine blows. The longest
PAGE SEVENTY-EIGHT
BASEBALL
blow of the afternoon was Shane's
triple with two on in the seventh ty-
ing the score at five runs. Sanford
won the game in the eighth when Hal
Loubier walked, stole second and
scored on Dexter’s single to center
field. W allingford doubled earlier in
the game to drive in two runs and
gave Sanford the lead. Shane pitched
a fine game for Westbrook.
The home season opened with a set-
back by South Portland. The game
was played during a series of snow
flurries. The score was 4-2. Sanford
outhit the victors by ten hits to eight
and Loubier, Sanford twirler. struck
out 14 opposing batesmen and walked
only two. Poor support in the in-
field gave South Portland 2 runs in
the fourth and they were never headed.
Captain Dube was the hitting star with
a single and a triple and St. John.
South Portland short stop, shone on
the field with eight chances.
\ shift in the infield found P. Char-
ette at short and Willie McKone at
second to start the Deering game.
Loubier pitched masterful ball and re-
ceived errorless support to register a
13-0 shutout. Sanford hit two Deer-
ing pitchers safely 14 times and ran
the bases almost at will. Dube. Mc-
Hugh. Wallingford, and Dexter all con-
nected for more than one hit. P. Skill-
in. Deering southpaw ace. was wild
and his backing was ragged while
Down, his successor was little better.
Sanford journeyed to Saco to be de-
feated 9-8 by Thornton Xcademy in a
non-league game. Wiggin was hit
hard by the Sacoites in the early in-
nings and the feature of the game was
Currier’s entrance in the eighth with
bases loaded and only one out. He
struck out the next two batters to re-
tire the Thornton boys without a score.
Sanford defeated Cheverus High at
Portland in a thrilling pitching duel
between Harold Loubier and Kiley. So
far this season. Loubier seems to be
the outstanding school boy pitcher in
this part of the state. The score was
3-2. McHugh was the hitting star
of the game. His feature was a ter-
rific four base wallop to left center
field with nobody on the bases in the
fourth inning. He also got a single
and a double. Wallingford hit one
of Kiley’s fast ones for three bases
with two down in the ninth but was
out attempting to score a moment lat-
er on a squeeze play.
Sanford evened up with Thorn-
ton at Goodall Park, defeating the
Academites 7-3. Although Thornton
took a one run lead in the first inning,
Sanford came back and combined sev-
eral opportune hits with numerous
fielding misplays to assure the victory.
Harlow Currier, husky southpaw, was
‘"Flash” Fallon’s choice and he per-
formed well allowing three hits and
one run in the first and also the ninth
and only three hits and another run
between. He hit one batter and walked
only two. Sanford High now rests in
a tie for first with Westbrook, each
team having won three and lost one
game. Westbrook’s only defeat came
at the hands of Sanford. Go to it.
team !
PAGE SEVENTY-NINE
PAGE EIGHTY-ONE
RIBALD RHYMES
In Redundant Rhetoric
Par les deux srand auteurs americains
Hen Pecht et MacUthar Charley, connaisse
sur la continent comme Colin Parke
Know ye, all men, by the following
presents,
\\e two aspiring adolescents
Do write our last pome and testament.
Which will cause no end of embarrass-
ment,
Not only to us, but our teachers dear.
Whom we have no reason to longer
fear.
Having left their control and jurisdic-
tion.
Anti not necessitating solicitation of
condescension.
Altho we wrote it. wc must assume
Some shielding and protecting nom-
de-plume
To uphold our dignity and self-respect.
So no one our identity will suspect.
Tho lying is dangerous, we’ll try to
risk it.
And say this was found in a waste-
paper basket.
But now to begin this little classic,
W hich, we think, should prove an epic.
Parts will be sweet, and parts will be
terse,
.And we can’t guarantee it's the best in
verse.
It contains more scandal and dishes
more dirt
Than ever was thot of by friend Albert.
Who writes in such manner unabashed.
That his column is called “The Way of
All Trash".
And some people think his biography
W as written by Cooper and called
"The Spy".
It starts at the bottom, then rambles
on
From Janitor “Gene” to Boss Puring-
ton.
First it takes up the afore-mentioned
“Gene,"
W horn Freshmen mistake to be fierce
and mean.
But when you know him, he’s a grand
sort of chap.
Despite the frown on his frozen map.
Every day from one to three.
lie’s found brushing up the heaps of
debris.
Left on the floor by brainless kids
W ho can boast no gray matter be-
neath their lids.
Next in line comes "Mickey” Mac-
Kay.
A tight-fisted Scotsman, so they say.
Who mostly spends time on his auto-
mobile,
More often beneath it than at the
wheel.
Ami now we'll kid our “Linny" W right,
Who kept Kid Foster up every night.
Tired of boarding him at the house.
She turned the tables and became his
spouse.
And now to write about IT. O. F..
Who at athletics is very deft.
When he’s calm, he’s very, very florid;
But when he’s mad he’s torrid.
Thinking about teams which are in the
red.
He’s forever tearing* hair out of his
head.
For tonsorial necessities now and then.
He merely attends a football game.
And now upstairs to the chemistry lab.
Where the students make gases which
smell very bad.
(An acid phis iron sulfide
Makes the infamous hydrogen sulfide.)
Thru smoke wafts oft the voice we
fear.
’Tis “Ikev" Prescott roaring “HERE.
HERE”.
But when he’s gone, would be At wills
return
To their work, his warnings to spurn.
Ami now down the corridor to 2-0-5.
Where one is better dead than alive.
Here Barrymore Browning Grindle
hangs out.
His sole ambition is to spout
PAGE EIGHTY-FIVE
RIBALD RHYMES
Lines and lines of Milton and Burns,
Until his class all literature spurns.
Tho’christened Rufus Manky Grindle,
He’s affectionately called “Goofus Kin-
dle”.
He stalks and talks and walks around
’Till our love for the higher arts is
drowned.
Now we ll brave a trip to Mrs. Earle's,
And a room of sad-faced boys and
girls.
No one dares to whisper or talk.
And threefold eyes are glued on the
clock.
And in her stronghold of books and
maps,
>he contrives to pound learnin’ into
saps.
If a study period here to you should
befall.
It’s a swell place to sleep, but that is
all.
In the office we find Miss Cummings,
Always on her typewriter drumming.
A linotyper she might have been.
If the art of spelling she hadn't ken.
She spends her evenings with her beau.
Who’s known to be Steve Reandeau.
Next is a teacher who has gone too
far—
The one who makes us sav “MA, BA.
PA”.
She teaches a subject which is a bore.
We have to recite tho we do implore.
A hard-hearted teacher who some day
will know
That vou can't always answer requests
with “NO”.
At her slaves Miss Legree laughs mer-
rily—
And of course we refer to Marge Val-
lely.
And there is a teacher named Emily
Who doesn’t teach English so abomin-
ably.
She neither recites poetry nor quotes
actor’s lines.
So we enjoy this teacher much at all
times.
Ami there is also another teacher
Who annually pins ancient pictures of
Whittier
To the bulletin board at the front of
her room.
And will do this ’til the day of her
doom.
As you know, this teacher is Edna Fol-
som,
Who loves to read books which to us
are boresome.
And now to room number 2-0-2.
Where Seniors strive to say “Parley-
vous".
I lere Freshmen are taught the ways pf
a worm.
So into good Seniors they can finally
turn.
And now we go to the faithful Miss
Tuttle,
Who helps young men out of many a
muddle.
And if these men will bankers be.
They’ll have to be careful with the
dough re mi.
Ami now to Miss Fuller we make our
way,
Thru rows of typists a-pounding away.
She spends her time a-cleaning type—
A woman of letters, if we may cite.
And now for the room where Maude
explains
Dear old geometry, both solid and
plane.
She gives out long lessons with a wise-
crack ami smile.
While discouraged students groan all
the while.
'Phis teacher loves to talk and talk.
And to her room many boys do flock
When they’re dying on problems which
have no end.
They can give them to Maude, the stu-
dens* friend.
And now we’ll go to the room of
mules.
A place where Virgil and Ovid rule.
Here to the tune of many a moan,
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RIBALD RHYMES
Miss Lenfest injects Latin into solid
bone.
And now we shall go to 1-0-9.
Where Katy rules in power sublime.
When driving, she sure does step on
the gas,
And she thinks teaching English is a
farce.
And now to the room with proposi-
tions galore
Of course we speak of 1-0-4.
And the Seniors at trig spend hours
of pain
Who realize their efforts are spent in
vain.
Now in Miss Philbrick's there is a bed
Where many a Senior longs to lay his
head
For at this time; Spring fever at its
worst
Sleep is the subject in which we rank
first.
W hen we finally leave we ll all be glad,
And upon this occasion no teacher will
be sad,
Tho some have been thorns in the prin-
cipal’s side.
A few have become his joy and pride.
Tho we two are not of the honored few
There's one thing that we'd like to do.
\\ e want him to know that we think
the adverse
Of what we’ve put in repugnant verse.
FINIS
A SONG OF MY HEART”
by
CLAIRE ROBERGE
“In a little Second Hand Store,”
”42nd Street." ‘A Night in June”.
"My Darling,”
“You Didn't Have to Tell Me” “Per-
sonally. 'I Love You’ "; but “When the
Mailman Said. ‘No Mail Today.”
“Heartaches'’ “Just Knocked at My
Door.”
"Where \re You Tonite”—“Whist-
ling in the Dark,” "Running between
the Raindrops,” “Low down upon the
Harlem River." or in a “Lonely Park"
“Shakeing Hands with a Millionaire"?
“Say, Young Lady.” “Roosevelt Is
on the Job"; ami “If 1 Ever Get a Job
Again" “ In a Cafe on the Road to
Calais” “ A Half a Mile Away from
Home" or “Juggling a Jig Saw" un-
der the Falling Leaves." I’ll begin
“Building a Home for You.” That
“Little W hite House of Our Own” will
be “My Palace where Love Is King”
“Forever.”
“While the Old Kitchen Kettle Keeps
Singin’.” “We’ll Roll Up the Carpet
ami Push Rack the Chairs” “The Same
as We Used to Do"—“Me and That
Old Gang of Mine.” including “Black
Eyed Susan Brown.”
“lune Time Is Love Time.” “Why
Shouldn’t 1" “Tie a Little String
around Your Finger” “Just So You’ll
Remember” “Me”? “Honey." “When
I’m Croonin’ a Song to Heaven.” I feel
“Just Born to Be Lonesome.” “There’s
a New Day Cornin'”; but I see “Blue
Moments without You. Dear.” “If You
Still Care for Me." “Yodel-o-de-ay” in
"The Little Flower Shop around the
Corner” of “42nd Street.” I’ll have
“Two 'Pickets to Georgia.” and “When
the Sun Bids the Moon Goodnight”
“One More Time,” we’ll be "Headin’
for a Weddin’ ” “In the Little Old
Church in the Valley.”
“Goodnight, My Lady Love.” “I
hope My Dreams Come True,” for
“I'm Happy when You’re Happy.”
“'Pill Tomorrow.” “Toodle O. So
Long. Goodbye.”
“Two Buck 'Pirn from Timbuctoo”
PAGE EIGHTY SEVEN
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF OUR
CLASS PRESIDENT
I
I was born on June 8, 1915, on Pres-
cott Street, Sanford, Maine. As a baby
1 was very healthy and active. Oh, 1
had the usual petty sicknesses that
went around such as mumps, measles,
and chicken-pox; but I came out of
them all unscathed.
1 had a sister several years older
than I so that made life tough for me.
(For her too, I guess.)
It used to be her job to dress little
Johnnie every morning. By the time
she was half finished she would be cry-
ing because of my actions, which
pleased me very much.
As soon as I was able to walk, I
had a belt put around me ami was tied
out in the back yard, like an animal
you understand but not for the same
purpose. While playing in this yard
1 was acquainted with my first play-
mate, Wendell Merrifield, one of a
family of five across the street. When-
ever there was any mischief being
done we were the ones that were doing
it.
One of the instances of our deviltry
was setting tire to my house. Mother
was washing clothes in the cellar. 1
stealthily crept into the house and ac-
quired a box of lucifers. My sister had
a large dry-goods box against the rear
of the house for a playhouse. This
we stuffed full of leaves and papers
and set on fire. We were watching
with glee the blazing pyre, when one
of the neighbors screamed a warning
to my mother. She came out in a hur-
ry, ami with a few well-aimed pails
of water extinguished the blaze. I
don’t think I sat down with comfort
for several days after.
I am going to mention the fact that
once I almost committed murder. I
was out back building a house of old
boxes when another boy much larger
than 1 came over to see me. He
thought he'd be funny, so he pushed
my wonderful house over. 1 complac-
ently built it again and said nothing.
After he had pushed my dwelling over
the third time, 1 became angry and
stroked him on the head with a ham-
mer. He had just been in bed for five
weeks with the chicken-pox. 1 put him
back for two more. I needn’t mention
what happened to me. So you see what
I am when I get really mad.
Wendell and 1 had many interesting
times together before we started to
go to school. If we could get together
we could undoubtedly relate to you
enough stories to make a good sized
book.
In my fourth year we moved from
Prescott Street to Lincoln Street. But
Ah! The rest comes in the next episode
of my life.
II
On the morning of my first day of
school, 1 was elated. My unruly hair
brushed and combed, my clothes neat
and clean, 1 proudly set out for school.
Of course, my mother accompanied me.
it being the usual procedure.
I he first year, the sub-primary was
very simple. \\ e played with beads
ami plast o’scene, and learned the fun-
damentals of the alphabet.
1 had a school-day sweetheart, as is
always the custom. I think I picked
this one because she had blonde hair.
One rainy day, we both walked home
from school under the same umbrella;
this was a big thrill for me.
While 1 was in the Longfellow. I
had many trying experiences. I don’t
know whether I was just naturally'
thick or not. but I couldn’t learn the
sounds of the alphabet. For this rea-
son. a teacher broke a y ardstick on me.
She did this in view of the whole class.
which was a great humiliation to me.
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF OUR CLASS PRESIDENT
One day, I thought I’d be smart so
I chewed gum in school. The teacher
took the gum, stuck it on the end of
niv nose, and paraded me around all
the rooms. 1 would stand in front of
a class, tears of repentance running
down my face, and have them laugh at
nit. It cured me of chewing gum in
school. (Until 1 got to high school,
anyway.)
I remember that John McCullough
had a mania for whispering. The pun-
ishment meted out to him was having
his mouth plastered all over with book
mending tissue. John was a sorry
looking specimen in front of the class
with his face all stuck up. I don’t
think he whispered for a while, either.
If ever I got a lickin’ in school and
m\ father heard about it. I got anoth-
er when 1 got home twice as bad. I
thought one was enough, but evident-
ly it wasn't.
Another thing I remember was my
tardiness home from school. At noon-
time, when school let out, some other
boys ami I would go out in the old
cellar next to the school and play.
When it was about time for school to
begin again, I would just be rambling
home. I learned through rather severe
measures, what the noon recess was
for. My folks didn’t have any more
trouble in that direction.
My home life was broken spasmod-
ically by spankin’s. \\ hen 1 say spank-
ings I mean spankings! Dad would
say; “Come on, we’ll go down and
see how big the woodpile is.” There
was no little hair brush for me. He’d
pick out a piece of cord-wood, and
over his bended knee. I’d take my
punishment. And another thing, I
didn’t believe in that saying. “That
hurts me more than it does you.”
Once, for my sister’s pleasure. I
pulled all the carrots out of my uncle’s
garden and threw them in the river.
I got a spankin’ and sister didn’t even
get a harsh look. 1 called it injustice.
From then on 1 began to improve in
conduct, and by the time 1 entered the
Emerson School, I was a fairly good
boy. Who wouldn’t be if they had
their pants warmed as many times as
I did?
In the Emerson, my ranks didn’t
seem so good. I don’t know why, be-
cause I only had to stay four or five
afternoons a week. I got good rank
in spelling until the boy who sat across
from me and corrected my paper had
his seat changed. By the way, this
boy was Wendell Merrifield, my boy-
hood playmate. Can you blame us for
having a conspiracy? From then on I
had to do more preparation in spell-
ing.
When the bell rang for us to go into
the school, we would line up outside
the school and march in to the tune of
one of Sousa’s marches. The students
chipped together to buy a phonograph
for this purpose. The last one in was
sure to get a “come on thiar, get a
hustle on ye.” from the principal, Mrs.
Hardy.
I got a few strappings during my
stay at this place of learning. Once
I eluded one by telling a little lie. It
seems that the teacher was out of the
room, ami an elastic snapping epidemic
was on. I snapped only two, and those
in seif-defence, so I thought I was not
elgible for a strapping. Of the many
who were punished. T wasn’t one of
them.
Manual Training was a subject
taught at this school. Mr. Hayden
was our instructor. If we failed to
discern the difference between hidden-
lines and border lines and all sorts of
lines we were sure to suffer. Some of
the boys ventured to call Mr. Hayden
“Mike.” ami sadly regretted it after.
I made many wooden things in this
study of carpentry. A few of them
PAGE EIGHTY-NINE
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF OUR CLASS PRESIDENT
are in use at home now, a bread board,
a cake board and several other trifles.
In the eighth grade, I made a book-
case and table combined. 1 thought
it was a piece of wonderful workman-
ship. It is now in a secluded corner of
by bed-room.
My summers I spent on a farm in
New' Hampshire. Hunting, fishing.
and carving my initials in trees, were
nn favorite pastimes. I like to carve
in the. trees because so many of my
ancestors had put their John Henry’s
there, but before I did these things I
had my regular chores to do.
The summer before I went to High
School. I was up on the farm “harden-
ing up” for football. When I went up
I was fat. When I came back I was
fatter. I guess the early hours and
rich wholesome food did the trick.
In the fall. I came back ready for
High School and football, longings
which had finally come true.
My first day of High School! How
excited I was at the mad whirl of
changing classes and clanging bells !
I soon got used to this and the
taunts of, “Hey, Freshie.”
The first day. candidates were called
for the football squad. I was there as
big as life, fat and all. After the up-
per-classmen had had their pick of the
suits, some other Freshmen and I. got
what was left. T managed to get a
pair of dilapidated pants and an old
sweatshirt. A pair of shoes I found
at the bottom of the rubbish box. One
was long and narrow .the other short
and wide. These facts didn’t make a
bit of difference to me as I was at last
out for the High School team. Sager
was our coach then. One day, he
scrimmaged us in the rain and mud.
When we finally came out of the park.
we laid in the gutter and let the rain-
water run over us to wash the mud
suits, some other Freshmen and 1 got
in one game, and that against Berwick
Academy. The score was 47-0 in favor
of Sanford when I went in. The op-
posing school threw a pass while 1 was
in there, and made a touchdown. This
was a great disappointment for me.
In my Junior year, 1 played in almost
all the games and made my letter. This
year, 1 got a regular job at right tackle.
Although we have lost three games in
succession, we came the nearest to
beating South Portland as any Sanford
team has come in live years.
To get back to the studying part of
school, 1 started out in the Classical
course. I took it two years and then
switched over the the Scientific. By
doing this. 1 dropped Latin, a hard
course for me. In the other subjects,
I managed to pull through.
Last year I was in the Dramatics
Class. We gave the play, “Penrod.”
I was Sam, a little boy in shorts with
a scooter. Everyone got a good laugh
when they saw me on the stage dressed
like that.
I was president of the class last
year and re-elected this year. I don’t
know how or why this miracle hap-
pened but it did. I suppose I’ll have
to make a speech ami lead the class at
graduation. Lord help me! Fresh-
men reception is coming soon, and I
suppose I’ll have to make a short
speech to welcome the Freshmen, the
shorter the better.
I went hunting yesterday and shot
a black eagle., the kind that dig corn
out of a farmer’s cornfield. Some
hunter, what ?
I have two exams tomorrow, and
as this autobigraphy of my life is not
quite as important as my passing them.
I will conclude my little blow-off.
Mr. Grindle passing out rank slips
Here are your pay checks.
Spendlove looking at his rank:—
Hm, I took another cut.
PAGE NINETY
A SENIOR’S
A stands for Albert, the Spectrum’s
chief worker.
He has asked me to write this; so
I'll not be a shirker.
B is for Butler—Hazel, I mean;
She’s the newest of members the
seniors have seen.
C stands for Clark ; this time 1 mean
Wilbur.
At his business of drawing, he's
surely a wonder.
D is for Dube, who. with the pigskin,
Has sped down the field with many
a grin.
E’s for Esther L. Bennett, very quiet
until
She at last lost her heart to a boy
named Phil.
F stands for Freddie of the black, cur-
ly hair.
He and Dolan, in English, make a
humorous pair.
G is for Gedeon, our learned young
scholar,
Who’ll some day cure ills and earn
many a dollar.
I
H stands for Helen, whose last name
is Merrill ;
When “Gowen canoeing.” her heart’s
in great peril.
I’s for Irene with dark eyes and hair;
She and her boy friend make a fine
looking pair.
J stands for Johnson, our “Golden
Voiced” youngster;
Her presence means fun. and every-
one loves her.
ALPHABET
K is for Kathleen, whose dry, whole-
some jest
Has oft meant the riddance of many
a pest.
L’s for Lurline, from whom wisdom
doth flow.
If you wish information, ask her
for she’ll know.
M means none other than Micky Mc-
Hugh,
A good friend to all and a fine
sportsman, too.
N stands for Norma, so quiet ami shy.
Whose curly haired beau is the ap-
ple of her eye.
O has been sadly o’erlooked by the
Fates
Or those who did christen this year’s
graduates.
P of course stands for wee, little
Paula.
If Chase is e’er late. Oh. how she
does holler!«
Q is another that’s left to join O.
It’s rather poor luck; now don’t you
think so?
R is for Ruth, seen so much in the of-
fice.
Her excellent work is the result of
much practice.
(
S is for Sutcliffe, the sheik of the
class—
I lair oiled, clothes pressed, and shin-
ing like brass.
T stands for Tibbetts, our well known
redhead.
Whose tardiness results from love
for her bed.
PAGE NINETY-ONE
A SENIOR’S ALPHABET
U shouldn’t feel sad if not mentioned
by me;
There are but twenty-six alphabet
letters, you see.
V stands for \arney with a will strong
as steel.
Will her name in the future be
changed to Stansfield.
W is for Wally, our sturdy young
classmate
Who sure bats the ball many yards
from home plate.
X is about the best known of the let-
ters.
Plastered most freely on all our quiz
papers.
Y stands for Yvette, but alack and
alas!
There’s no girl bearing that name
in our class.
Z means the end. which at last is be-
held
By a laboring senior named Edith F.
'Weld.
2 0
3
Now. as we arc soon to graduate,
I shall proceed to discuss a subject I
hate.
For many this study is pleasantry—
But for me it’s simply misery.
No one can guess just what it can be.
So 1’11 confess it is history.
The minutes drag ami the class is long,
Xml anxiously I await the closing gong.
The daily quiz with its questions ten,
Il enough to daunt the bravest of men.
Most of the Seniors come unprepared.
But not a person is ever spared.
'1'he first to recite is always Dot,
She gets up and says something
whether right nor not.
As sure as one moment follows the
next—
Velma then recites part of the text.
Now room 203 is as quiet as can be,
For Mrs. Earle presides there you see.
All laughing and whispering ami re-
marks bold.
Are stopped after you have crossed
the threshold.
Away from the halls, away from the
din,
All appear calm ami quiet within.
But X’elma and Freddie in innocent
pose.
Pass notes right under the teacher's
nose.
If yau want to be learned, and you
want to be wise,
A course in history, 1 would advise.
For studious lads and studious lassies
Are usually made in Mrs. Earle’s
classes.
Every Friday is a Waterloo;
Other students find it so too.
For history plus current events.
In all the ranks leaves rather deep
dents.
But I must not grumble, for its all for
the best.
Since of one’s stamina this is the test.
Since I have learned much in more
ways than one,
I thank Mrs. Earle for .the work she
has done.
Nathalie Mullins.
PAGE NINETY-TWO
JOKES
Johnny (to his mother) :—Yon have
no right to send me to bed without
my supper.
His mother (astonished):—Why
not ?
Johnny:—Why, the Declaration of
Independence says there should be no
governing without the consent of the
governed.
How he liked it everyone knew.
In his eye the anger grew.
Studying battles from A to Z,
Telling the class about Robert E. Lee.
O:i his paper low marks dwell.
Results such as he never will tell
You or me or his cousin Nell.
Velma Diggery.
Miss Folsom:—This
for itself.
Ruth Swett : What
does it say?
?dr. Grindle thinks it is good for a
person to stand on his head once in a
while so that his head may sympathize
with his feet.
\ccording to W ebster a
Depression is a dent
A dent is a hole
\ hole is nothing
So why worry about nothing?
—Avis Johnson.
Mr. Grindle :—Why does one rejoice
in walking while the wind is blowing
fiercely ?
Watson:—Because it feels so good
when the wind stops blowing.
Mis. Earle:- Who is the person who
wields the big stick ?
Watson (half asleep):—Policeman.
Mrs. EarleW hat kind?
Watson (with sudden inspiration):
-Traffic policeman.
JUST AU REVO1R
.\ iw we, the class of th rty-three,
Desire to say goodbye
To all you Juniors. Sophs, and Frosh
Of dear old Sanford High.
And now to you. our teaching staff.
We semi advice and thanks,
\nd turn the tables, with a parting
laugh - -
Keep' your money out of the banks.
Jack M. Waddington.
PAGE NINETY-THREE
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