Bancroft School - Blue Moon Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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TWILIGHT TO DAWN lNote: These verses Class III chose or made to go with their plug Tw: light to Dawnnj. TWILIGHT House made of sunset, House made of evening, House made of dark clouds, House made of blowing Winds, House made of moon and stars: Let my eyes see only beauty This night as I Wander. THE MOON The moon like a flower In I-Icaven's high bowcr, In silent delight Sits and smiles on the night. STARS Sunset and evening star, The beautiful crystals of night Shine upon a quiet World With a lovely, twinkling light.

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THE BLUE MOON 87 OUT OF LUCK Snubby was walking along one day and saw Bounce, a cat. Hal Hal I haven't forgotten that scratch on my nose, said Snubby and bounded after her. Bounce climbed a tree. Looking up at her, Snub saicl,'i What would I do if I Caught her? wsissmz BLOOD. Class iv WHO IS HE? One day I saw a bird on a blade of grass. He was gray and brown with a yellow patch on the back of his neck. Swinging merrily to and fro, he poured forth his rollicking song. He was telling the world how happy he was. RUSSELL SIBLEY, Class IV He is a dark man. His pants are long and white. On his head perches a little white cap. His tie swings in the breeze. He spies from the highest ' P mast. Can you guess who he is. LIDORRA GOULD, Class IV A short, dark-skinned man with helmet covering his head and wearing big khaki pants goes darting by. Shaky hands reach out for his legs. On he dashes for the goal. He reaches it. 'AHurrah! Hurrah! shout the crowd. G h h ' ? uess W O 6 'S DAVENPORT BOWKER, Class IV .THE LONELY CHINESE PRINCESS LONG ago there was a Chinese princess who was very lonely. Her father would not let her go outside the walled garden. One day she ran away from her nurse. She spied a stubby mulberry tree. On the tree she saw some worms eating the leaves. Then she visited them every day. One day she discovered that they were dead, at least she thought that they were. She had a burial feast with tea. One of the cocoons dropped into her cup of tea. She started to pick it up and a little thread stuck to her finger. She ran to her mother, the Empress Si Ling Chi, who twisted the fibers to- gether, This is the way silk was discovered. CAROL GASKILL, CIZISS A VIEW AS SEEN FROM THE TOP OF NEWTON HILL ONE morning we went to Newton Hill. We stood on the top of the hill. The wind was all smooth. The clouds were like cotton, and the roofs were golden from the sun. The world looked so humpy, and the sun was pouring into my eyes' CRAIG EMMONS, Class III

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THE BLUE MOON 89 NIGHT The night is soft and will not hurt, It feels so cool and fresh to me: I wander through its shadowy dark. CRICKETS You warm little crickets, Loving the night, Nick the glad moments as they pass. You have your music, Small but bright: You are the cheeriest of your class. WIND The wind tumbles and crowds A mountain of clouds Till it jags the edge of the clouds. DAWN House made of morning, House made of rosy light, House made of dew, House made of chirping birds: Let my eyes see only beauty This morning as I wander. i+ THE BARN fwritten after reading Mrs. Cotestuortlfs poemj I II AM tired of this barn and the cows, and it snows outdoors, and there is no grass to eat, said the colt. You mustn't talk like that, said his mother, and I will tell you a story. A lady was out walking and she grew weary. She came into a barn like this one and lay down and she was cold, but the animals made her warm and she had a baby there. The Kings came and worshipped him, and brought him presents, but we saw him first, because the bright light of a star filled the barn. That's a nice story, said the colt, and he was quiet after that, because he was thinking about the story. PATRICIA ARNOLD, CLASS III,