Woodstock High School - Eureka Yearbook (Bryant Pond, ME)

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flfhx.-J' DODVJK On the cold GBVH of November 7, 1017 a troop of French soldiers were nervously raitlng for tke messenger to come plodelng through the cold, muddy trench and issue last minute check ups to the quadron leaders One soldier vas scribbling a letter to be left behind in case he d1dn't return His squad ras to lead an early morn ing surprise attack on the Frltzif To each squad leader the mes enper dellvered the follov lng message HF1ve mlnutes to go Don't fire until you are vithin 60 yards of the neare t machine gun nest The oldier gave up trying to :rite and puffed tensely on a cigarette butt Four minutes vhizzed by and new the soldier had his gun and nas grimlv Jatchlng the sarge who vas looklng at h1s vatch The Sargent raised his hand then dovn it went It sefmed altogether too quiet for the soldier who had been trying to vrite a letter and for five minutes not a shot :as heard, and then the German tommie tarted belching forth The soldier found a shell and tarted bl sting Not fighters began fslllng fast until this lone soldier held out when ten others had originally held before Then German relnforcements came nd the French had to retreat Lnsvare that the re t vere falling back he kent flghtlng br vely He cooked h1s gun and almed but never shot Then came suddenly a burnlng pain ill through his body Yes, he fell with hi comrade like many brave Wrenchmen did that day and vas lext behind, dead but not forgotten Robert M1118 '44 Jflfllixf When I look out o'er the meadows And in the re tful forests roam, Do you wonder that I'm happy That the state of I ine' my home? The trees, they se m so friendly when they sving their branches out, 'Tis joy ta l1nger'neath them While the birds sing all bout Miriam Verrill '44 , rf' r fd z H I f r q ', 1 u. 1 W . L L ' S 0 ' . Y K - . V L 5 D - ' es. - ss 3 ' x- - Q - n . 'I L S I . S - vt Y L .L t V 0 l V, . I . t' 0 1, '. 0 3 - 3 . Y Y: .- '.' , z Q L . ,S S o Q ' S + f , - more than 20 feet away a comrade fell wounded. Then fellow x Q : 1 y , I, I ' I C . , gf ,' .1 ., 2 ' , L ' C 7, ' 3 - 1 Y' c - ' ' a . . ' .'. . ' ' 5 ,. , Y S . Q' S t 4 . . 1 ' Q H ' Q I ' 3 ff -J , A xf. k ,s . . ,U . C c 1. Ei S - . , ,e , 1 .Ll I , , g Q , ...P I .

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on if NHQN K E FIAOCQ rI1lD 'Fon ' In the days vhen the West was young, a man by the name of Frog Pons,Lily Pons great great great great grandfather was a good for nothing cowhand Mr Pons soon proved his worth by being the founder of fried frogs' hind legs I vill now attempt to tell the story as it vas told to me The time is a fine, warm summer day As usual all the l zy men were sitting around at the old General Store to g t out of the hot sun These men were in bunches telling stories Some were talking of gold deposits down by the creek and others about the war situation In one corner of the store there seemed to be one man more prominent than the others in his talk It vas our covhand, Pons, arguing with another man Pons vas angry non He was standing up sith his hands or his hips and in a sarcastic vay said, WI'll bet you any th ng I can out run anybody vho is present No sooner had he sat down hen a roung man stood up and said 'I'll take you up on that U The young man asked, Wwhat do you vant to bct?U Pons said he had no money, but he vould eat the large bull frog down in the creek if he were defeated The young man accepted and promised to pay Pon ten dollars should he be defeated Due to tht fact th t tnf young man vas part Indian, it 'as going to be a fast rrce The r ce st rted, end, as you probably ex eoted, Pons started in the re r and finished in the rear he men were cheering bec use the young man had defeated the braggart One man got the large bull frog vhlle another got the frying pan Pons preferred it fried if anything Pons sat patlentfy waiting nd thinking how dreadful it was going to be being too lazy to dre s off the frog, the men just gave him th hind leg Pons put it to his nose and it hed such a fr graat aroma that he said, 'If I die, I will die vlth a good ta te in my mouth U He took one good bite and then another, soon he h d eater both of them and vanted more The men vere mazed because ln those days frogs were considered poisonous After they had fetched him three more, they came to the con clusion that he must be 'nuts Just to test and see that he was all right, they got one more frog Every man tried one bite and found out for himself th t they Jere delicious All of a sudden frogs were becoming extinct in that region And to this day fried frogs' hind legs are considered a delicacy Donald Clifford '42 I I 06 , no rl ' fa - 0 X H r , fb -.J w- - e. f' J fa , It ',' I N 3 la -4 -J V. -- an -1 -Q - 3 : O C 5 f . x s X O I I Q 3. ' . V . 4 I Y 0 ' ' 4 u f I' Z- Q - 'x In . 1 ,- Q ' 1 f ' , . . 1 Q V1 , 7 ' . 1 1. 1 'A K A 1 r Z Cn. ' ll 1 r , 1 ' x . n C' ' c 'V I I .Ar , L A F, , Q , 'I r 7 C 'y c F N , ' r , .c - . . S ' 0 1 . 7 , f R, 3' 1 ' , L. r f uf L ' I C 5 . aa ' ff. .. r ' r , 6 L m I . , P. c , , 9 n ' ' R ' I f ' f. . f U f, . 'R -, , I , . n ' 5 Lf . . '-' Q. - ' C .r , SL 1 V L ' 4 e ' 9. t .,. .. . P. rl f - ' . ' S , T . , c c X ' 1 fl r 1 c ' . . ' El, f . , . - . L J . K rv K U L, If I C 1 , A , ' c c pt ' ' . f ' -.. V 0 , x n L r , r . A Eff 5 . n' ,H

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X! XA War is a very common thing Among the men on earth Folks have quarreled continuously Since the very first day of birth War is a very essential thing We cou1dn't get along without it The world would be lost in the universe If this were not upon it The war is started by madmen Madmen craving to rule Who want to rule the children And take them from the school Every time we have e war It's predicted as the last But as long as the earth does whirl around From ea Th it shell never be cast, Donald Brown '43 .A X ef Rag!! 'JN I xxx bsgkxihl .J x I love the sports of winter They hold a thrill for me, And I would give an eye tooth If I could learn to ski I've tried my hand at learning The clever quick slalom But alas' My limbs aren't limber For complicated form Those zlg zag turns are breathless I try with hope in my heart, But land at the end of the trail, And the shock just tears me spar So now I know the secret Skiing will not bring me fame I'll still get my thrill from watchin And I'll DOC be half BO lame 5 3 Howard MaoK1llop '45 N V ' ' ' J' C l I I O I I I c I' f ' ?ff'1'N Vzgjhf :fit '-I V-.':,:.s.. -I. 'xl eieiiil ' 9- Lair Ab fffh X,k K Keg! . G W' Ex lx rv 1 f' . 'X X J I cl s 5 R. J Xt X . O , 0 O 1 - 3 t! I , , g , I N '- 1 . 3