Bar Harbor High School - Islander Yearbook (Bar Harbor, ME)

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Eighteen 01' Die My childish ways And looks are gone But still the days Just linger on. l gaze at n1e Rnd tllell I see Those luscious glrls That all the men Are mad about Vlust l stay 1n When tht V a1e out? A bnthday cake lust makes 111e Slgll Allfl tow to make Elghteen or die' Gde To Autumn Even as vengeful, brooding Autumn fills her lap with fruits, And miserly counts the blessings willed to her by Summer, A million little flakes tenderly caress the waiting earth llc re and tl1t1e nbrant color, mindful of its fate, ht 1elutla11t to actept lt, strikes back at the wlntt ll0XNIlf'lll The tant h of 1ott111f flowers Cloys 1n the blank C111 bleaknt ss llmtsl1aktstl1e1artl1 find sky 1n the r1ot of storm l ll nf pieicmg thc wmd howls through the forest, Phat stands hllflfllfffl withdrawn 111 1tS 1nt1macy, And shudclt 11110 111 sub1n1ss1on, 51elds to Winter DoRorHY BoYNroN CONINIE MCFARI AND CJ Sing on, oh httle song blrd bo be It your delight Qmg throughout tl1e llght long c a Into the sullen night bing to us youl loxe son A eall to brmg your mate A song so sweet a 1nus1c feat No 111an can 11111tate And though the day be bltter, The w1nd, a wlnplash, stmgs, And not a day for any 111311 W1 ll st1ll the song blld S1llgS P 111311 STIIIINSIRA CJ l l1ke the sound of the w111ter w1nd As It blows TIOIH tree to tree, Vluttt img tts fearful tales, lhtn skipping away wlth glee lt sl1ps xou llglll dL10SS the face Thr ll ltughs wlth a mournful sound, l 1ke that of a frightened beast, When chased by a hunter s hound lt eieaks tl1e boards 111 the att1c Hoor, Then 1attles eaeh w111dow pane bometiines lt opens wide the door, Comes IH then goes out agaln ll1c1t s Q0lIlIlhlI1g about the devilish wind lwh it gets 1111 and make s n1e wonder FRANK GRAY 1 , . 72 '- 2' . : ' t ' , . . 1 ' . . l . . xsfr ' ' g De 1 ' ,, F ', . Uk , I . ' yy ' 1 1 A 7 1 l ,V I N11 ,TA C L n 1 ' 4l.w--x A -1- x '. 1 ' 25. 3 . 1 ' ' ' ' 1 , , ' ., 3' D 1 . e ' . The Song Bud W1nter 1nd e' 1 - ly l YJ ' - A ' I 'T , J l . rl r r y' . W Y i Ci sg, .' . .. , U .7 gn ' 2 ' S J' , l ', . e ' ' -1 . 7 ' 4 L e' l ' v r 'I 1 ,X . .v . ,.3'. L' ? ' ' i K ' 1 fu 1 2' .

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vlcarxous adventure Sometlmes we would travel to Bah or Chma or lndla through the omnlpotence of Blnnacles fand our lmaglnatlon He told of strange slant eyed people of dragons elephants and burled treasure He brought out from h1s collectlon cases strange curlos and allowed us to look at and play wlth them l remember ln partlcular a funny golden buddha that had elght arms and a wonderful jeweled headdress Blnnacle Sald that lt had been glven htm bv a Chlnese priest He used to let me bum lncense ln the llttle pot the buddha held 1n 1ts lap and I would Slt entranced to see the smoke curl lallly upward about the buddha s head and finally disappear as lt rose hlgher and higher On other days Blnnacle would cook some strange food by way of celebratlon We would all slt down on the rough floor planklng before a low table pretendmg to be really truly lndlans or Chlnamen On these occaslons Bmnacle would allow us to choose a certain cur1o from hls collectlons, and he would tell us 1ts hlstory To us chlldren he was a marvelous old man who was our frlcnd but to our parents who were not lmaglnatlve 1n the least he was only a bent old man who spent hls days gatherlng up useless odds and ends along the shore and whose tales were hlllng our heads wlth nonsense We knew Blnnacle could always be found elther walkmg along his beloved Sea Cllff Path or s1tt1ng out on the Pomt watchlng the breakers and the gulls Each tlme he returned from these outlngs he would brm back to hls shanty an odd tumbled assortment of crmkly shells small pebbles with sparkhng p1nk vems ln them snalls fiddler crabs sea cucumbers fwhxch he consldered a great dellcacy and star fish Durmg the whole sprlng summer and fall he would gather such thlngs ln the wmter when the beaches were cold and desolate he would fashlon these materlals lnto qualnt bracelets and plns whlch he would sell to the tourlsts ln the summertlme Bmnacle went clammlng too and HShlI1g lf he could wrest Mr Waltham s leaky old dlnghy from that mlser s grasping hands Bmnacle used to mamtam that the dmghy was legally hls and many tlmes trled to assume ow nershlp but each tlme he was unceremonlously turned away and after years of thls useless tug of war Blnnacle gave up He never agaln mentloned the questlon of ownershlp but he stlll used lt every so often Bmnacle wasnt one to be tlod upon' Our bay was subject to frequent squalls whlch came out of nowhere and sometlmes sub slded so qulckly they were hardly worth the bother On these days we were kept at home because of the raln and because of the 1IlStlIlCt that led us hke homlng plgeons to Bmnacle s shanty and haunts These storms never fazed Bm lacle 1n the least on the contrary he would often clap on h1s sou Wester cast off the moorlng rope of the dmghy and venture out 1nto the storm maddened bay He had no reason for golng on such trlps except that perhaps It let hlm recapture for a short tlme at least the feelmg of mastery and hrgh adventure Our parents often sa1d that some day Blnnacle would overturn ln his boat and be drowned and they even told hlm so but he llstened wlth only half an eal and went rlght on wlth h1S ventures One evenlng after a partlcularly bad gale that had lashed and snarled at our shore all day and had done a conslderable amount of damage to the wharf and sea wall some of us went to see how Blnnacle had weathered the storm We really dldn t expect to find h1m at hlS shanty for we knew how he loved to battle the sea so findlng that lf wasn t at home we trooped alon the beach callmg and halloolng wlth all our mlght We weren t worrled but after half an hour of frultless searchmg we dld thlnk It strange Prevlously Blnnacle had almost always tumed up by that t1me ln one of the many coy es and caves that pockmarked the shore Early the next mormng after belng told of Blnnacles disappearance our fathers renewed the search meetlng Wlth more success than had our quest of the prevlous evenlng They found the dmghy battered overturned and empty half floatmg ln a collar of seaweed but Blnnacle hlmself was nowhere to be found They supposed hlm to be drowned and there were many ltold you so s No one really mlssed Bmnacle except us chlldren Small comfort that lt was we knew the sea was Blnnacle s llfe and subsistence that he belonged to the sea and that there was a rlghtness ln the seas havlng reclaimed lts own - 1 1 1 - 1 ' 1 1 1 . I , 1 1 1 1 . , Q . . . . , . 7 v 1 . . U Y- . . . 1 ' . . Y 1 s 1 1 1 1 , . . . 7 . . . . 1 - . , . , g 1 1 J 1 s 1 1 4 J 1 1 - ' 1 1 1 . . . . , . 1 1 1 - - , - 1 . . Y . ' . . e 1 1 ' 0-- - ' 1 - 1 . . . , U s 1 1 ' . 1 . . . . U . . , , - . . Y . . , s 1 1 1 . , ' . 1 1 1 , . 1 1 1 7 . , . . . I 1 1 . , . . . . 1: or or 1 -11' 1 1 0 1 - 1 1 - 1 . Y . . Y . , . . . . , . 1 1 1 1 , . . V v . . , , 9 9 ' 7 7 - , v cs 1 39 . 1 ' ' u . . . . Y . , . , 1 . . i . . , . . , , - .

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e en ntarct1ca Thi 1 the storx of ,Ion the hunter, the UTOIIUUS fithel of nn father, and his fight with the rlhlllff Now in the old daxs the rlhmg lneel in the pl ue fthe snow whleh is around u We are dwell ers of the warm spring but the Thmff was guardian of the snow 'I he Illlghtlffgt hunter newer came back The elan put a nurse on it so no man dared to go from the springs When one dld he came back wlth the fear if the Thlnv in his eyes lt was then that the elan made the Law our law which is all forexer, as long as the eternal snow stats Ill the outside plates This was the Law Xlexer fro into the place of snow The TIUHUEI came and sickness and Jon the nnvhtx son of I ar saw the spirits of the outside He was filled with the plrlt of the god of death 'lhe x w flte heel him go because they were too we ak to stop him The priest of the temple of Ka lllll' Qfuel a praxel f 1 lnm hut TXHQIHII was ln the other heawen and heard nothlnv He slept in the garden of eternll rest and did not hear Ion the powerful as he searched for his soul For sesen dats and sexen I1lghlQ Jon the mighty searched through the outslde place On the de sire to see the Thlnfr He walked throuvh hall of splendor and through hall of horror He went through rooms of great lreautx and rooms of mcredihle uvlmess H w lllee el 1 ll 1 dream touching nothing until he e une to the Hall of the Thmv The thing was darkness without hope, life without faith and death without peace It looked at ,Ion md thundereel wlth the power of Ka mir hut when it pe lee it spoke with a xolee as Uentle as the goddess lxah ,lon was afraid but he stood straight and suel l am Jon, son of Lar His throat was dry and his h mel were tremhlmg with the fear of the Thing My son said the Thing go back to your people and show them the, gloly of the Thing The fewer left ,Ion hope of hi clan, anel he lept W he n he woke he was lll the gateway of his own loom The palace of the Thing was gone ln its pl ue was 1 wi-dom rl wisdom of the gods jon was our greatest chieftaln, father of my father hut this was in the old day s, when men were giants and the Thing hved outslde Thls IS the Law of the clan of Jon, In the beginning, forever on All of the clan thus rule must know Nexer go lnto the place of snow JEAN Scorr O 's 's ,, J' ,g z -' V' '. ' , C.l v J., ' 'T 1 U 'f ' r ' S. 5 ' ' 1 I ' P . S, I . D u .I L Y. h I x Q CS- f n 5 ' 1 vo I I 1 . Q Q Q -I: I D. . D ,' ' ' L, e ' .,. , 1 1 D J . - . 4 , 'c Y .' . , . . he , S I tg' '.'f'o' ' , Yr ' ' ', L. 7 L - 7 I an . , K D . u eighth day, the feast of the goddess Kah, he found the palace of the Thing. He knew nothing but the L . D. C c S . T ' C 5 . , Y ' 1' . ' ,, ' D ' 1 . e 'L ' ' as 'I L , ' ' ' D. ' , 'z f , ' D. z y , ' - ' s , ' - s rx, ., ' ' :, , D- , . , s. v ' . 1. . 1 ,, l v C C f - x K - I an C 5 1 1 n 5 'f' i 5 Y . Y- l ' . 5. , -Y I ,vw S - - l .4 . , , X E K Ai V - A Y I - .19 '? , . 2 's ' ' s ' . 'Y 1 ' ' , : ' . ' 2 ' ' . -2 , ' : 2. ' .' a 'nz 'J' - me '. x Q n n Q I T