Here's . . . . . . Morfit ! !

(Well, it works for Johnny Carson.) Yes, here I am again to unfold to you another chapter in the thrilling story of the Maine Westers. Spring fever has effected the kids in many different ways.

Some symptoms were a red face after the Cubs opener, right Jeff Huizinga, Cathy Leer, and the new Daily News pin‑up girl, Dorrie Johnson?

Mr. Kenneth Lindquist and Miss Ruth Nichelson are under the strange impression that they are donkeys and they're playing basketball.

This fever has had some unusual effects on Miss Marcia Storey; she thinks she is a detective. Watch out Student Council; she's after you!

Another romance seems to be in the making, as I walked down the halls I couldn't help but hear Cathy Collins call, "Jerry Palarz, where are you?" And hopping behind her was Phil Robinson in his bright green tutu screaming, "I want to be a frog, too!"

It was hard to choose, but I think without a doubt our best couple for the coming merry month of May goes to Shirlee Smith and Kevin Maloney. Congratulations, Kiddies!

I hear that poor Dennis Willison was struck with spring love really hard (in fact it strikes him every weekend); and that if he doesn't slow down, he's going to die before his time.

Love has come to Cindy Figge and Carol Webster in a rather unusual way. Cindy was seen throwing kisses to Carol in the library.

And my last little love story concerns Cupid, himself, Mike Maloney. Is your sudden interest in typing seventh period wholly academic or is it in a certain teacher?

Morfit and the Phynques