Auburn Maine School of Commerce - Ray Yearbook (Auburn, ME)

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1 DANNY Danny crept forward into the line of fireg The flag he had, he held higher and higher. His brow was covered with a cold wet sweat As farther and farther into battle he crept. A hasty bullet found its way Into the heart of young Danny O'Day. ' The flag he held, to the dirt did fall, For the treacherous enemy to take and maul. Another crawled up whose coat was a rag To save what was left of the regiment's flag Thus Danny was avenged, on that fateful day, For the battle was won, though dear was the I PHY- --Wwsley H. Yeaton K'ffj x ikkixifg xifsii wi Mx. 'H wk-fr i HMT ' X if L... .. 'ct l l iq. f , ir ' . 5152-' . f . ,- , ,.,.5.,,. X . 'W' -. ' K ik at i. '. l ' M 'Qwwwmfh D v:.,l .1 M .awe-M hw, We G 1 1 ' A 212:14 4 ' 1:-Q. kr, ef 0- ' D .Il -U 'v-i:E,3x:.: uh --.-4.3, Q M?Tww 'Qt :ta , ., w.,:g:'9?Z5':K-.9-:g::,':tN V+' -A-.:,v'-fg5p:4X- ' -7sS:M:5:5, . f! . . A . ..wR:459ggE::.?, tzmzmbi' 1 ' N:?3':gw, wir, ai. iw? oft, 4 k :mia 4 V '3'1'?x-4 --. ffl ' ,L X Z::'?!+d5?55: 'N ' -'P 'cf f3: ---'5 .... -.-. - L i , lf- f.5.A,,m- 1 -::::g:

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AT THE CORNER OF SOUTH AND MAIN A The thundering beat of rain against my window pane woke me from my restless slumf ber. With every passing second the rain seemed to he hurling itself fasterand faster toward the earth. A cool damp breeze blew the curtains back fromthe open window. The ticking ofthe grandfather clock in the hall almost boomed the time away. Finding sleep impossible, I slipped from beneath my warm covers and donned my well-worn robe. Slowly I crossed the room and looked outo the open window. As I peered out upon the wet world I turned the collar of my robe still higher-- the dampness seemedto penetrate my very bones. In the distance the dismal toll of the old church bell could be heard as it rang out the hour one. Everything was as dark as a pool of inkg the only light came from an electric street light directly -across the street. And then for the first time I saw glyg he stood there at the corner of South andNmh1 with eerie pools of light cast about him by the lamp, while the rain poured down upon him. As if seeking protection from the weather, he huddled down deeper into his thinand ragged black overcoat. Then he began to pace back and forth--back and forth--stopping every few steps to stare up a long and winding lane leading toa large white house set far off from the cobbled Main Street--and once again he would return to his constant pacing, back and forth, back and forth. Sud- denly he stopped and bent to pick a small object out of a pool of rain water. Slowly his eyes loweredto the tiny object. Like a man suffering from se- vere shock,he stumbled back to the post resting his bodylmav- ily upon it. In his tightly clasped hand lay a tiny ring with a single diamond-shaped blue stone. If I could have been close enough to see him more plainly I would have seen two large tears appearin those tired brown eyes and roll down withered sallow cheeks, All around him rain continued to fall, but his thoughts were up in the dark clouds of night... The long-awaited day had at last arrivedg outside the merry pealing of church bells laughedat the care-laden world. Nervously he paced to and fro over the thick green rugs. The click of an opening door was heard. With a quick motion his friend urged him to .hurry. Trembling a little,he followed into the candle-lighted cathe- dral. Standing before the altar he drew a quick breath and slipped his hand into his pocket. Yes, that dear little ring with the single blue stone was still there. The soft rus- tle of silk and taffeta could be heard. Looking down he saw her standing there so 'very, very proudly beside him. How beautiful in her simple gown cut to reveal the whiteness of her curved throat! The sweet smell of orange blossoms made a memorable perfume. At last she lifted her delicate head and smiled though her sea-blue eyes were damp with tears of joy. Never. could two people be more in love than they . . I continued to stand by my window. The rain fell more softly, and the white curtains atny side swished occasionaDy.