Dennysville High School - Dentonian Yearbook (Dennysville, ME)

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30 THE GOSSIP Jane was too frightened to move and the fire-engine hit her. As luck would have it the truck knocked her out of the way and left' the limp body lying on the side walk. By that time quite a crowd was gathered there and people were yell- ing and pushing, but after a while the cops had Jane out of the crowd and into an ambulance. She was rushed to a hospital and examined immediately. She had a large cut on her right leg and was badly shaken up, but there were no serious injuries. When she regained consciousness, the first thing she asked about was the little girl whose life she had saved. The doctor told her she was fine and told her to look in the bed beside her. To her surprise she saw the little girl with a bandage around her head. She looked very white and sick. Then the doctor told Jane what a brave little girl she was to have saved the child. Jane's heart swelled with pride to think she had endangered her life to save a small child who wasn't large enough to Rik after herself. Janet Leighton '48 Sk Dk Pk 41 First Prize-Poetry THIS YOUNG GENERATION A whole lot -of trouble's been taken, it seems And paper's been wasted by sheets and by reams, And folks have protested with shouts and with screams, What shall we do with our young genera- tion? 'he newspapers cry it, No one will deny it, But will someone tell why it Is so, as we are the young generation? Our elders forget that they were young once, They're now dutiful, helpful, daughters and sons, But, were they always so stiff in their fun, As they'd have us, their young generation? But aside from all of this fuss, They are really glad to have us, And do you know it could be worse, Then being this young generationn? June Kilby '46 llllliil First Honorable Mention as 4: fr 4- THE ECHO Hello? Hello? Listen to the echo. Near at hand it seems. Might be by the river's stream. Hello? Hello? Listen to the echo. The echo I cannot find. It is ahead, might be behind. I've looked by the brook and lane.. But it only disappeared again. Hello? Hello? Listen to the echo. I'll find it some day soon, For I'll call from dawn 'till noon. Hello? Hello? Listen to the echo. Martha Sanford '46 ir t l It Second Honorable Mention 'I'I-IE FIELDS IN JUNE Can a lovelier spot be found, Anywhere the wide earth round, Than the fields beside the way. On this beautiful June day. Lightly as the breezes pass, Sways the tall green grass, As the blue waves on the sea, When the winds are blowing free. Covered o'er with pretty flowers, Children of the summer hoursg Never fairies' jewels shone Round the fairy monarch's throne.

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, THE GKOSSIP 29 a bedroom at the rear of the house. I was -too tired to notice many details of theroom, and I fear that I fell a- sleep shortly after making prepara- tions for bed. When I awoke, the sun was shining through the windows of the dearest room imaginable. Aunt Agatha, as I called her in my mind, had sewed the dress with neat, precise stitches. It was truly a magnificent job. I got up and went outside, into the sunshine. In the daylight the cottage was ev- en more attractive than I had sup- posed, the night before. It was low, and white and vinecovered, and what was somehow unbelievable, it set on a narrow neck of land putting out into the cold blue Atlantic. From where I stood I could see the waves hurling themselves, ruthlessly against the storm-furrowed, time-worn ledges. Then I heard a voice. You, Ma'am, the sun is up, and look what I have al- ready. I turned to discover my newly ac- quired friend Larry, still wearing a most engaging grin, holding up a large fish. He said he had caught it while tending his lobster pots. In the sunlight, I noticed things a- bout his appearance that had escaped me the night before. He was tall, as tall as Ronnie, but OH! the contrast. Ronnie was dark, Larry was golden. His hair and skin were fair and his eyes were the stormy blue of his be- loved Atlantic. He had a frank, dis- arming grin. Altogether it was a very satisfactory appearance to say the least. h After consuming a superb breakfast of hot rolls, home cured bacon, eggs, doughnuts and coffee, I sat down to write: I F Q Dear Ronnie, I1 Maine has my vote, you should be here, the weather is lovely and so is the fishing. The scenery is superb and the people are all dears. Just 'fix the gutter and never mind the screen door, and Ronnie, don't look for me home- I'll be staying indefinitely-1. Dk Pk Ik ik J ANE'S BRAVERY It was a nice day in late spring when Jane first discovered she was a grown little girl and that she could look after herself. She was walking down her drive- way when she saw a small girl riding by on her tricycle. She was going quite fast and a little dog was running a- long beside her. Then all of a sudden a black cat ran out of a building right in front of the little girl with her tricycle. Of course when the dog saw the cat, he ran after it as all dogs do. They both ran right in front of the little girl. The little girl was so frightened, she coudn't think and didn't have time to stop her tri- cycle. She ran right into them and up- set her tricycle. She got up from the sidewalk and staggered out into the street and fell down. Jane, who was just walking down her driveway, saw all this and rushed down the street in terror. When she got about fifty feet from the little girl, a large fire engine came Jane gir-l's way. roaring down the street. When saw that, she ran to the little side and shoved her out of the She had just got the little girl out of the way when the fire-engine was right on top of them, and she scream- ed with all her might. The driver of the fire-engine put on his brakes, but it was too late for

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THE Gossip . Round their cups the humming bird's wing, Flashes like a jeweled thing, Sounding his low, fitful tune, Revelling in the sweets of June. Charles Hobart '49 It t It if Third Honorable Mention SCHOOL TESTS Tests aren't very easy Tests aren't very hard, But when we come to do them, We're always on our guard. We don't like English, We don't like Civics We've got to do them, So we'1l use our common sense. First there's a quiz,, Then there's a test, Then there's this and that, Oh dear! Never any rest. Now I'll end my story About these crazy tests And when We do them We'll all do our best. Gloria McDonald '49 it 1 ll 1 Fourth Honorable Mention THE WHITE HOUSE Listen to my poem And I will tell, Of that beautiful White House Which we know so Well. And if my poem You do not like, Tuck it away Somewhere out of sight. The house is of A brillant White, The trees all around W Are a pretty sight. ,J A The trees are of A pretty green, The most beautiful Ever seen. The dome of the White House Stands silent and white, It seems to us Like a guiding light. The pool out back Is a pretty blue, The people that swim there Are friendly and true. The flag hangs high Above the door, To guide the soldiers Coming home once more. The chairs are either White or yellowg Each is filled with A pretty smart fellow. The lawn is so, Prettily mowed, 9 The flowers are So evenly sowed. When the flowers Are in bloom, l They smell to me Like lilac perfume. The grounds all around Are like fairy landg In Washington, D. C. The White House stands. Joan Antone '48