Arms Academy - Student Yearbook (Shelburne Falls, MA)

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.. V. i1L'1fJL'w'.A.TfJLTmi'.L.'wJ1. I JL1T.LTlLaTL.Ta1'gg.fr l The Arms Student I ' found myself near the Swanee River, far, It was very strange to meet so many dif- ::J El IES L: L: I :L :L L: :Ui :Li L: :Li 4 D: 4 D: 4 Li 4 ll: 4 L5 4 :Ui IF 11' L: E '-'L F il: :Q if T: ii ff ., 37 L: li L: E L? 3: s fi.: 3: L: E L? 3: TJ-. it far away. Standing near the shore I saw an aged couple and as I drew nearer I heard the old man say, To me you're as fair as you were, Maggie, when you and I were young. She replied, Remember that silver threads are among the gold. I walked along a little farther and saw a sad looking negro. I asked him what troubled him and he answered, Oh, my poor Nelly Gray, they have taken her away and I'll never see my darling any more. I offered him a few words of Sympathy and started Marching Through Georgia. Near a little old log cabin in a lane I saw a group of darkies. One said, Let's go to the golden wedding. Another replied, I shall wear my golden slippers 'cause they look so neat. I was beginning to be rather tired and did not wish to walk any farther, when along came some Horses. I am very fond of horses. Soon I saw down in a cornfield some darkies who were singing, Carry Me Back To Old Virginny, for Massa's In De Cold, Cold Ground. Before I knew it I had gone from Atlanta to the sea and was on shipboard. There I met a young girl who seemed very mourn- ful. She said, My bonnie lies over the ocean and I hope to bring him back with me. Soon I was in Scotland, and Roaming In The Gloaming I met Annie Laurie. I asked her where her highland laddie had gone and she said, Perhaps you will meet him com- ing through the Rye. I did not stay long in Scotland but journeyed quickly to Venice. I had a pleasant ride with sweet Raviola In Her Gondola. I was listening in on the radio and I heard a voice say, Hello, Aloha, How Are You? Aren't you coming to Hawaii, Sweet Paradise? But I was beginning to be anxious to be in New York talking to that Old Gang Of Mine. But the sunshine is gone from our alley, so we hope Sally will come back again. Everyone is not happy in New York, for passing a prison I heard someone singing, Oh, I Wish I had someone to love me. Still I hurried on, and met a group of workmen just in time to hear one of them say, Where Do You Worka, John? John replied, On the Delaware Lackawanf' ferent people at night in dreamland, for at last I awoke and realized that I was in my own Home Sweet Home. Doris Page, '29. L The Story The Old House Told Our automobile passed slowly through the rather commonplace Vermont village, and, leaving it behind, came into the open countryside. The valley through which we were passing was narrow, and the mountains, while not high, rose abruptly at no great distance from the road. It was autumn and a few of the trees were tinged with red, making a most appro- priate setting for the old gray house which suddenly attracted our attention. The house itself was worthy of description. It was not far from the road, but nevertheless it gave me the impression of space and grandeur. The building reminded me of the House of Seven Gables, so uneven was its roof line. And then suddenly the car stopped and remained stopped until it seemed doubtful if it would ever -start again. Those who were wise in the ways of machinery vainly attempted to locate trouble, but I gladly availed myself of the opportunity to visit the old house. It appeared uninhabited, and, finding the front door hanging per- ilously by one hinge, I cautiously opened it and entered. It was a most interesting place. The plan was much like that of several deviating passageways. In the living room was one article of furniture, an old sec- retary. It was a beautiful piece of antique furniture and I hastened to examine it, for it called to mind various stories I had heard of secret drawers and the like. However, search as I would, I could find nothing un- usual about it, until, quite accidentally, one of the drawers fell out. There, in behind it, I noticed a queer little handle. When I pulled it out, a small aperture in the wall was disclosed. In this sort of cupboard I found a large envelope, yellow with age, but still in good condition. There was no writ- ing on the outside so I opened it to see what it might contain. Several sheets of paper fell out, written in a neat, old fashioned hand. The ink was still bright and I read easily- L: :L Lf :Cl L: :L L: :fi L: :L L: :Cl L: :L L: :L L: Q L: :ci L: :L L: :L L: 4 Li :L L: 4 L: :Cl L: :ti L: :L L: :Il L: :L L: il: :il '1-. 5 if :L 1. J... il 1 Ji 5-J. J.- ii J, fl b lL7f.lL'-W'ILi?.i'f.M.'W.lL7rJ LTJ LWJ Lifl Lid LWJ LW LL, LJ LLL! LTLJ LLLJ LTJ LLLJ LTVILWLLWJLWLITEZE

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Q , ' 1 o ' V V 1' Q ULWJ L'fJLWJL1WJLiJJ.L7fJL LWLWLTJLTLWLWE E23 T-H The Arms Student EQ ' :O 11 ll: e A is E ' I-il The Story of Green Mountain House. Jacob replied truthfully enough th-at he had QQ ir' It was years ago that this house played Seen H0 01183 bil? Whether eomethmg lrintflus A D: -LQ its import-ant part in history, but since it Rennes Swtef emt.SuSp1g1aOuS'3r 3 fr :G -r has been kept secret for some fifty years ey'h Eh lm Orma lon' ey ee e 0 G: T4 now, it seems proper to disclose these sein' e loufe' i :U 5' facts, that tho house may oooopy its right- . Aunt Hepzibah was fearful. She could E: VE l ful place in the history of our state. ' think el he pleee to hide the yeulig meh, :U :ll 'iDuring the Revolutionary War Vermont bait he muflli nottllie folln-cl' Nelielithiiess A E B . . - . . . s e gave em e pr1v1 ege 0 oo ng ..r 5 did its Share m f9r1IIu3 i.iihe Tiff Limoll' wherever they wished and after some of the , -LE -'li Marty bravfi mfm ms e 19 an lm up' officers went outside to guard the house, -1' rig- l holdmg then' nghts' In the yea? 1775 ii and the rest were searching the cellar, she bg' certain yfmng man, Wh0Se.n3'5m'iJ1t if .tfish hastened to the attic. As she hurried up L :J :C Zl'f0,f2.' '3JE?l3S20,Zt1Z,i2piS5E,. inpoillit the Stairs an ide Came to he L: Ei? papers from Gates to General Washington. The Chimney in the house Wee very large, TL 'W With unusual cleverness he managed to as S0 many ere- There heppehed, eddly .-'T-' keep them from the hands of the British, enough, to be 3 fairly leiige d00I' 111. lil, 'DE ii-l. but since they were confident the papers Pfehehly pub there to favlllabe eleehlhg- J .LF were in his possession, they held him AS Quickly as She Could Shelepehed the , -Wi -G-if prisoner for several days. fgodor, hifi? the Youflg high Climb 113, and ' ffl- l H - - - - as ene im secure y W1 a piece o rope. 1.. ..,3233xa3g0r,i2 212,225 e1.1f:s33z.2i.: Me the do,-, doqgndstaim I if J' - - and was calmly sewing in her e room L Liftniitaliitt lfaigitiefie ElfS5Zf3fl'ia'Z,lf3f,i when the Officers me in- iQ -GE but t-he country was unfamiliar and he f Fc?rtuHdef0elyd the Y0uh?t?1iah,Vf1iS het gg' wandered from his course. oun an un er cover o e mg , pro- s -L- i A Late oneeveningmy great-aunt Heggibsh Eeedekd Fafely 031 ,h1S Wey- It Byeede teh? 55' t 1 - th 1' ' h . S irne e ore any ing more was ear a ou L. ir. li She lieJsii'iilzi.1k11bckVhIt5,lIigOd?Jor?ltil1enlhnottlliesi' him, and theh it Wee Only ef 1'UIh0I' .thee He 5 L7 and still another. She arose half fearfully yedhg meh had Safely eefhied to WJ: '-GE , and started for the door. In such times one Weehlhgteh then pepefe telling ef :Q :U thought twice before unlocking a doug' llate Bursoyne S defeeli- ZQJEG, at night so she stopped to consider w et er 'There the story ended and 1 put the i rt? l OI' H95 iii? flwakell her h11SheI1d- H0WeVe1', papers away reluctantly and closed the A JE DI Putting e-Side her fears, She Walked eliilekly secretary. I would fain have stayed longer, fl Zro he the d001' and Opened ill- Much to her but just then I heard my friends calling J- L? 5 Surprise eyedhg meh Shllmhled ih- me.. The car had been persuaded to run il 'Eg If 'fin a few words he told his story of how asa1n,,S0 We Went Joyfully On Our Way- ...r 'I he was escaping from the British, and said T0 this Qlay my friends Wonder what I Ll l that for several hours he had been certain fedhd S0 Interesting 111 the Old ehehdehed il- 5 that he was pursued. Aunt I-Iepzibah did heuee- 1- l-li i not hesitate but immediately led him to an if l-lilf! Q isolated corner of the attic. Here she made JE -lf-,if i a sort of bed for the night and then left :jj ii l him, only to reappear in a few minutes with To Arms I F Q,-.gf ' a plentiful lunch. ' ffl-A if 1 Then she went down stairs, but there was I'm proud of Arms, because you see i J- -lfri no sleep for her that night. Next morning Most every child is illed with glee, -fil- -1. l when she told Uncle Jacob that she was The very name itself is clear if.-'- -Eff 4 harboring an escaped prisoner, he was in- To give a child a good career. -L4 1 ' clined to be pessimistic, loyal patriot that 55' .lk he was. Some pupils play most every day, '1- E It was about nine o'clock when several But soon they'l1 find they'll have to pay QT -1' , British officers rode up to inquire if a cer- For every child must be a lender, JE E tain young man had been seen. Uncle And soon will see what he can render. ij- -J' 1 -L 1 -'- T JBN l A MWWTEV- Y Y Mtv' ig ' 5 L ei. O LLLitll,LLLLLJMJLLJLJLJLULJLJLJLLLLE Ei3,,'riWrrwf'rrvwTr32i?v'Wfvwefr'ir'w'1f'fEf3