Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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15 E® went, to hie room, and it seemed MM a® though he were bo all alone that he decided to write a letter to hi» mother, telling her about the whole thing, Still he didn't know what to writ - whether to say he was a euace»» or a failure„ While he was writing someone tapped on hie door» The nureea had Bent for hlra„ His patient was eoming out from under the ether, and Dro Hill had returned A» Thiaotfcy made hie way down the long, white corridor he thought, What if she dies? He seemed to freese in hie tracks as he entered the room, for there on the bed lay his own mother? Agony was written on his faoe, Oh. my God? he exclaimed an the situation dawned upon him,. Why did I do it? Something seemed to tell me not to do it . And now see what I hare done to my own mother. I hare maybe killed her with ray own hands? Then he became conscious of others in the rooa0 and of Dr0 Hill, coming toward him. Dr, Hill took Timothy's hand and said tfy boy, you did a fine Job? Ahy, I couldn't hare done better myself. Timothy stammered, But - but.Doctor, you don't understand This is my own mothsr. I didn't know who It was. Do you suppose I could bars dons it if I had known? Dr. Hill replied, Ho, Thompson, I don't supposs you would hars been able to do It , had you know But you did do a swell Job? tfhen Mrs0 Thompson rtgainsd consciousness and learned »11 the ds- tails, all shs said was, Yes, Ood answered my prayers. As soon as I began to be sick I knew that I would hare to hare an operation? I have been under a doctors care for nearly a year. Oh, don't look like that, Timmy If you had know it you would hare insisted .on coming home Well, any» way, Ood answered my prayers. I praysd that'anyone did hare to operate on me it would be my Timmy„ -n Years later, as lmothy was telling this story,he said that that moment was the happiest on»In his life. Phyllis Xing ’40 » ■•♦ •» »♦ • 'H » wild Fire For days, the forest had been so dry that a spark from a horae's shoe, or a carelessly snuffed cigarette butt, would hare produced a roaring inferno in a short time. Jack aarfow, the young fire ranger who was lacking a year of age be- fore he oould beoorae a oitisen of his country, was reitlese There were many reasons for his restlessness, for this was a time of trial Reason number one wasi he needed this job to sarn a living for himself and his sister.who„ a year ago, had been crippled in the airplane eraeh that had taken the lire of hlo parents Reason number two was the report that a fire maniac, who had escaped from prison a few days ago, had been seen heading toward the acres of virgin forest which was in ths oare of two other rangers and himself The other reaaonawere minor., but they all meant trouble.