Laguna Blanca School - La Honda Yearbook (Santa Barbara, CA)

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he tliiiilu ' d and he cHinbt ' d and he cHnihed and as he cHinbed he sang a Uttle song to himself. it went hke this: isn t it fnnny how a liear loves honey? buzz! hiizz! buzz! i wonder why he does? A. A, Milne mary ellen sweeny f I met a little Klf-man, onee Down v here the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small. And why he didn t grow. Heslightlv frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. I ni (juite as big tor me, said he, As you are big tor vou. -John Kendriek Bangs 99

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albert bregy IK) has (lespertado a la viijilia, siiio a im siicTio anterior fsj- suciio csta deiitro, de otro, y asi hasta lo iiitiiiito, (iiie os el luimero de los jjraiios de arena, el eamino que habras dc desaiidar is iiiterininahle moriras antes de liaher despertado realmente. 98

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Joanne lindsey upon tht shore i cane my name oh blessed be tlie imuashecl sand so young of tides rushing at my feet i gazed to see the saihng fleet oh skies, forever blue i marvel at your changing hue through doors of clouds all white with sand i feel vour sunshine as my friend a magic flows ore the answering ocean to bring god s sotig of color and motion as birds of lieauty slowly descend i see the line of summer ' s end i stretch m hand to grasp your tune unheard my memory recalls it gay and absurd long waves breaking on unending beach where the sand and silver shine uitli soft moniing cadence and unrhymed fevered lines to time my heart has no rhapsotly my days are all itifinit oh blessed be the life long sea for it grows and is a part ol tne sanity is a drag! Jo-Jo 100