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

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HIDDEN TREASURE SNOW So purses are silly things! I’ve heard that song before But what do they seek, out When trinkets are searched for? So you need a pencil? Of course, there's one right here! A bandage for a bloody ear? Let me see — oh yes, my dear. A nickel for the juke box? I'm sure you'll find it there. A preview of the coming show? Oh my, where did that go? So give this little box a chance. You'll find it's what your needing. Remember this next time you say, “What is that thing you’re leading! Charlotte Schultz END OF THE DAY The night was clear, The stars shone brightly I he trees were covered with frost, Their shadows sharp and dark Where they fell on the moonlit spaces, Then blended into the night. Lhe sleigh moved slowly, Its runners creaking in the frozen snow; The horse moved wearily, Its breath congealing about its nose. An old man sat hunched over by the cold; His only movement was to ptdl the worn Blanket closer about him on the seat. He was wrapped in thought Of his home, and warmth, and sleep. Kent Martin Snow is a funny thing As it comes from the sky; It covers trees, rocks, and grass. Gee! I wonder why! Maybe it's the atmosphere Up there above my head; Maybe it’s the hand of God That makes this big snow bed. Christine Berry GIRLS Boys like the girls because they are So appealing to the eye. Even though all they do Is sit and sigh and t ry About the boys that left them, And those they say they hate, But if they really hate these boys. Why stay out with them so late? Another thing about the girls That to me seems very funny — They’re always wanting to go out When the boys are out of money. Peter Cox BUTTERFLY Little yellow butterfly How I like to see you fly So swiftly and beautifully through the air! And your gay colored wings Could I please have a pair? Charlene Sprague UNPOPULAR WINTER As I look out my window and see the winter world beyond, I often wonder about the long winters gone. A long time ago, in times that were poor, Lhe people worked timelessly, gathering their stores. For they knew the long winter lay just ahead, And without stores they would soon be dead. Now these hardships are never felt by the people today, But that does not keep them from wishing for May. You'd think, if they knew of winter hardships gone by, They'd greet winter with a smile instead of a sigh. But the people of today are so very much spoiled, They forget winter’s beauty and think how they've toiled. John Cole 18

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I he next day the newspaper carried the story about several cans of tlog food stolen front a store. No one could describe tire culprit and it was hoped he wotdd return to the scene of the crime. Susan, on reading the story, began to wonder. She remembered the boy's wolds. “I can feed him now. Hail be taken the dog food? To this day Susan hasn't learned the answer to this question, and she has never seen the boy or the dog again. Often she has wondered about this mys- terious pair but the puzzle has never been solved. Denise Noyes THE NIGHT WE MET A HEAR ft was a cool, dreary night in August, the night Jane and 1 planned to sleep out of doors in a tent. The startling things that could happen on such a night didn't occur to us. All we were thinking of was our sleep. During the next half hour we were putting up our tent. As we proceeded to put up our night house, a little distance beyond, in the bushes, an alarming incident was occurring. After our tent was up, we cuddled ourselves down into our beds on the ground, where everything was quiet. The only sound was the wind blowing softly. After a moment’s pause Jane and I began talking in low tones, but a little shaky over nothing. At least, that’s what we thought. Then suddenly, a noise! We both were so frightened we couldn't move. I believe we both were thinking the same thing. Could it be--------?’’ As time passed, the noise came louder and louder and closer and doser to the tent. “Oh, no”, explaimed Jane. 1 kept saying, “Don't worry,” although deep in my heart I was stated to death. We heard a growl, loud and fierce. A black paw appeared under the edge of the tent. About that time, wre both jumped from our bed and ran as fast as our legs could carry us to the house. We made it just in time! The bear was willing to escort us to the door, but we weren’t agreeable. We then and there dec ided that that night was our last out-of-doors camping trip — alone anyway. Lorraine Hillings NIGHT SHADOW The night was dark and cloudy And all of the streets were bare, As somewhere in the darkness A figure walked with care. Tip toeing down the alley. Slipping around each light. Quietly, sure in the darkness Came this shadow in the night Slowly the dark clouds opened To reveal the wailing moon, And then that hour of darkness Was filled with the light ol noon. Now in the lighted darkness, As blurred night vision cleared To expose the mysterious shadow, A “man's best friend” appeared. Robert Benson 17

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s jctiviti eS c;lee club This year for the first time in three years we have a Glee Club, under the direction of Mrs. Merle Warner. Mrs. Warner has given us much of her time and effort to help us improve our club. I he (dee Club has participated in various activities in the town. We sang at the Pomona Grange and at the beginning of the year at the teachers reception. Our plans for the future are to have an Easter program on the radio and we are going to audition for the Youth Cavalcade show on television in April. We also sang at the Maine Music Festival at Rumford. DANCING A familiar scene around Woodstock High School on Friday morning is the dancing class. A group of the students gather in the gym under the direction of Mrs. Alice Dudley to dance the old dances and learn some new ones. We pay Mrs. Dudley by dropping a dime in a box and the first to pay places his or her name on a slip of paper and therefore gets a chance to choose a dance. These dancing lessons have helped a lot as I have noticed that more of the boys are dancing at our school parties. Evelyn Bean PUBLIC SPEAKING Those participating in Public Speaking this year are: Doris Brooks, Pearl Farrington, Charlotte Schultz, Elaine Cushman, Lorraine Billings, Denise Noyes, Kaye Ring, Leatrice Farnum, Samuel Sumner, John Cole, and Nadine Water- house. A meeting of the Small Schools Public Speaking League was held on Jan- uary lf at Buckfield, at which Pearl Farrington represented Woodstock. Charlotte Schultz and Pearl Farrington spoke in the preliminaries at the Oxford County Prize Speaking Contest on March 28 at South Paris. Pearl was chosen to speak in the finals and was awarded a medal. In April, several speakers went to Orono to the Maine Speech Festival. Pearl and Nadine spoke, and Pearl was awarded a certificate with a rating ol “Excellent”. At the Alumni Prize Speaking contest, the three best speakers were Char- lotte Schultz, Pearl Farrington and Kaye Ring, with John Cole Honorable Mention. 1«)