Rockland High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Rockland, ME)

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THE CAULDRON .111 ev ag- OL-,al el 0:1 41' gl IL- 41- .ev an ef- gg- 5- 11- gigs- .vin 11- 41- ,OLD ,o1- 11- -1- L- ,og ,v-p T. :,T.':-. 7-.'.-. ii.- :-. ini.- :-.T-it.. .-.- .,. ,-.. ,-,w- V.. ,..,Q.,,.,-Q-,-,-y,v.,v.x.Q schooner and the submarine disappeared in a wave of floating debris and oil. The pale moonlight reflected on a medal bearing the words Olympic Champion, and a small splashing sound faded away into the black night. RALVAN WELKER .4-1 on 0--0-4--.vu T .T .FT -TT -T'-TK C THE GREAT HUNT Jim went wading through the dark wilderness of the great forest which he had learned to love and admire. In this great wilderness he had learned to know every sound and every animal, but now he was fulfilling a great desire to go forward and to see what lay beyond the boundaries which he knew so well- to see what new adventures he could find. What he never dreamed of was the big adventure that lay ahead of him. Dusk was creeping up on this vast stretch of wilderness, and the forest was quiet except for the usual sounds of animal life. Suddenly the animals began to move faster and the birds arose from the trees and flew away, for there was a new scent in the air. And then a large man appeared in the clearing, a man whose face appeared to be worn and tired. H-is rugged body showed that he had led a life of adventure and hardships. Following close behind his master was a large brown and white collie called Brownie. Well, I guess I'll have to camp here for the night, for it's quickly get- ting dark, thought big Jim to himself. Tomorrow if I start out due north I ought to reach those distant hills, and there I ought to find what I've come for--adventure. Perhaps I may even run across the trail of the huge white bear which is said to have gone in this direction. After he had finished unpacking and had gathered some wood, Jim started a fire and cooked himself some stew, made from a rabbit which he had shot a little while before. He also fed some of the meat to Brownie Then after this feast he lay down on the soft moss and fell into a peaceful slumber. In the middle of the night, Brownie was awakened by a slight stir in the wilderness. He lifted his head and let out a growl that awoke Jim. He stopped and waited patiently for the word that would send him flying into the underbrush after this unknown foe, but his master did not give the command. He was waiting to find out what the unseen foe would do. Suddenly there was a noise close by in the underbrush, and a minute later Jim could see outlined against the full moon a bear--a huge bear with a white coat of skin. This was what he had hoped for. If only this were daylight, thought Jim. The bear was now moving off into the darkness, but Jim did not move. Then he said to Brownie, We will trail him as soon as daylight comes. 21

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THE CAULDRON ,Dyes111.zgzgg.0Lggn.v:4Y.v::Y.gn,gn.g1.envenlggzzgonevaafpavpn-vgepppp-A.gf-gp2.a.e.n,og -Q :QTQ ,QTQTQ :QTQ :Q :Q .Q .Q :Q TQ?-Q -Q .'Q':Qr:QTQ .Q :Q ,Q .QTQ :QTQ ,QTQiQ Daylight came slowly, and by the time it had arrived, Jim was all packed and ready for the hunt. His rifle in his hand, he set out in the direction which the bear had gone. Brownie picked up the scent and the hunt was on. After traveling a few hours and seeing no sign of the bear, Jim was about to give up hope: but suddenly he heard a sound up ahead. That must be it, thought Jim. He was slowly going forward, when suddenly, out of an overhead tree came a lynx. Jim, warned by a sixth sense, ducked to one sideg but he was not quite quick enough to get entirely out of the way. The lynx hit him a glancing blow that stunned him and knocked him to the ground. Just as the lynx was about to attack Jim again, Brownie jumped on his back: but the lynx which was bigger and stronger threw him off. Brownie did not give upg he attacked again. By this time Jim had recovered from the blow and was trying to get a shot at the lynx. Suddenly seeing an opening he fired and the lynx fell to the ground with a bullet through his heart. The scarred and tattered dog limped over to his master and lay down at his feet, whining as if trying to thank him. Two days later Jim was back at his cabin. On the floor lay a huge white bear skin, and on this lay his ever faithful dog still recovering from the deep wounds which he had received in his fight that saved his master's life. FRED E. ALLEN .4-1.0-up-1 .0-1 ,Q Q QsQ,Q Q LOVE LOST The soft patter of the spring rain on the Gothic window panes in Kathie's room seemed to sympathize with Kathie as she buried her plain face in the pillow. She, too, like her mother and grandmother found this room in the ancient Wakefield Manor the best in which to hide her sorrows. Kathie clutched the sides of the hand crocheted pillow while hot tears fell in fat drops on the linen. She flopped over now on her back. Her unruly auburn hair fell over one eye. It didn't matter to her though. She was never the type to fuss with it. Dela, the maid, had often scoffed at her because of her lack of taste and charm. Kathie could hear her now remind- ing her that she would have to perk up if she expected the attention of Master Drew. But Kathie didn't want his attention. She didn't want anyone's atten- tion. Besides he had related to her several times that she was plain. Plain? Was she really? As a child people never noticed her much. Compared to her sisters she was considered the plainest. Other children never played with her much because of her seriousness. Kathie didn't mean to be the un- likeable child as her parents thought. She was merely timid, found in deep wonderment and thoughts, accused of being eccentric. But she was no 22