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

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The PEACE AND AN ISLAND sun beat dofun upon the iiropic isle-- That lend so dearly bought With Yankee blood, An island takex yard by yard, and mile by mile And every footnhtained red by someflife's flood. h - 2 ' 1 f The isle 'Xhad bee wonuzend seouredflby Ame loan boys, The last of the f e had been longfago s ourged from its face, The isle was placid now,butifor 'boring noise,f And the sounds fromxthexworh of peaee-lovingfrace. xl X 2 V if 'xi As we and here we knowlthdt this waT's end'is close at hand, The bell will Bell Uheix tale of peace throughoutiour land. By all thabls holyi wexmust live byfpeaoe, goodwill, and cheer --Lesbxyexbebmay t e cause f bhose who died down here, .XX X E I ! , ff, , XXXX NX XX x 3 i f ,f X!!--Edward C. Sands xl-,X X x ,I ' ,A,,Saipan, September, l9Ly5 we yffiyyy l f ,, '--,la - .7 T-, M - ' e jQ'L1i:3g1jl' 'K in 'A N if --I ,NSS S--.-N.-Maw-M,-,,-,, ll.. -------N-f NN 614-M a ff! , .,...-.'Q.fQ 'A'37m-'N 'e 'Tiif .. fps: 79,29 en 4 '- 1-e4 ffl! in 11155--W ,Li '-'- ll. .-,,,-,-,G --' ,D L -.... W C Q. A. V-UW, . -.xg-qi 'in .,.- -- .1 -r--r------....... - ....-.-4- ' '

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ALICE MARIE The late afternoon sun peeked in from under the half drawn shades. On the walnut stand stood three bright red geraniums which gaily beckoned to the merry little sunbeams to come and play. A cat, Old Tom, lay bashing in the pools of warm sunshine on the faded blue carpet. From the radio the strains of a dance band playing a currently popular song, drifted into the room. The huge grandfather clock amn seemed to find it difficult to drag its massive hand from one tiny minute dot to the next. Lazily I turned the pages of the magazine, pausing on occasion to read a joke, look at an advertisement, or skim a line or two of a story. I was an artist's conception of sheer comfortg you know the picture--a big easy chair, a new magazine fresh from the morning mail, and my shoes off All was as peaceful as 'the well- known lull before a storm. Without a warning, the door which led into the large hallway swang open--or rather Hflewn open. A young mother with her child held close in her arms dashed into the room. Hwhat is the matter?W I questioned as I shoved my feet into my shoes with al1.possib1e speed. vny baby she cried as tearsmadea.river down her cheeks. nYou have got to do something. Please, do somethingin Gently I lifted the child from the arms of the sobbing Mother. She was a small child but fairly heavy, so I sat her in the chair I had occupied just a few minutes before. WThere, there,H I said trying to quiet the distressed mother. NYour child doesn't has been hurt,W seem to be too seriously hurt. What happened anyway?U ' Wlt is all my fault. I know it is . Little Alice Marie was in the sand-boxg I left har there just for a few seconds while I went next door to see Mr. White. As I came into the yard--N at this point her sobs began anew: ' Yes, 'I p rodded. 'Tryfto stop crying. I want to help you and your baby.U Gaining control of her emotions, she continued, HOur dog is very jealous--she bitlur Alice Marie.H ' 'Thank you for helping ms.. Why don't you go outside and sit on the front porch and get some fresh air while I fixyaur child?U ' Taking her arm, I guided her to the porch. UDon't1mnry everything will be all right.U Once inside I turned to Alice Marie. Just as I had expected, a few punctures in her delicate skin where the teeth of the angry dog had pec- etrated. A couple of stitches would do the trick. Nevmihave I seena braver childg she cried but once and then for her mother. As I worked I could hear the stifled sobs of the very young mother. At last the job was done. Selecting a narrow bandage, I bound Alice Marie's arm. It was all overg I carried the child to the eager mother. ' WYour baby is all right now,H I announced. A smile more beautiful than a rainbow after a shower glowed on the mother's face. NNow, do be more careful of your dolly,N I cautioned my little daughter. I --Bethelyn Sweatt