Dennysville High School - Dentonian Yearbook (Dennysville, ME)

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U AR 19 Q 4 1 R 'Y Sylvia Hawkes Dwight, Mary Jane Bonnie, karen Donna Wilder Lester, Karen Vaughn, Frances Daie, Ariine x . K-ww-.-.....,, . , -Aw. .www ,. Karen and friend v t Caiista, Dwlght Dale, Sue Ann Christine, Dickie Ariine, Dickie George Paul

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' LET'S ASK IZAAK T here were three of us. My city cousin was up stream? hi! father, down stream but not very farg and I was an idle, yet inte rested, looker-on. My cousin was casting a worm-baited hook into a small pool below some gentle nripsn. Likewise, his father waen throwing a worm-baited hook into a small pool below gentle rips But here the similarity ended, for my city cousin, who never had been fishing before, pulled fish after fish out of the brook. His father was standing near him with an unlucky usomethingn for he did not even have a bite. What was the difference--the place, the rod, the bait, the man, or skills? Let's consult Izaak Walton. Sue Ann Bell '62 A MDQT BmAUTIFeL AUTUMN UAY Often in the fall when the leaves are beginning to turn, to go for a ride, especially on horseback t ...!. reubn the woods, you realize that all the beauty in the world seems to be there-- right ther within your verb own reach. Phe many colors that you can imagine, in all shades, nues, and debrees of brilliancy, surround you. now phenomenal! and in the midst of this autumnal panorama, you seem to smell the fP6eH crisp sir of fall. It all puts a new look and feel on things and people around you. Truly, the pulchritude of antumn is unique.. N Joan Higbins '62 A WINTER DAY Listen, my friends, and I will tell of a winter day in Dennysville. The ground is covered white with snow, 4 And the bougns of tue trees are bending low. The children are playinb and laughing with else, th, what a wonderful slbnt to see! The old folk are encdanusu by this glorious scene, They think of each dazzling bush as a beautiful queen. One look at our rlver'anu'you will see, ' ' The way it winds-so graciously. with ice cakes piled upon its banks, A repetition of wintry pranks. Com. on anu join us while you may . In winter sports so jubilant uno gay. Winter days will soon be bcneg. Cone now and goin our happy throng. ' A 1V ' Frances Dudley '62