Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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5 Lone Tree Hill There is a lone tree That sits on a hill . It is ruSged from weather, But stands there still. Rugged from weather This lone tree stands, Swaying in the breeze, having its hands. By this lone tree There is a rill Which flows by The lone tree hill Robert Messier 45 The Kills Can you see through the eyes of of your mind, my hoy, The hills of your childhood home. The hills that will linger in your memory, No matter where you roam ? Those hills have stood for a million year3, And will stand for a million more. Tall, majestic, old as time. Untouched by tears, they soar. Before you ever went away To search for fun and thril’s. The scene that greeted your sight each morn Was the sun creeping e’er those hill Home You may have forgotten their stately form, Then the broad plains hide them from viev, But the same old longing will bring you back, To gaze on your favorite scenes anew So. rood-night, my boy, and good luck, Therever, roaming you may be, And when you lose the wanderlust Come back to the hills and me. Marjorie Weld ’44 At evening when frogs did endless pipe, And the birds had chirped a last good night, The moon oeeped out from behind the heights, And bathed them all in a soft cool light. V ermont When you carefully glance around It gives your heart a thrill, To see the lakes and mountain tops And many a little hill. When the ground is covered with snow. And white is all that’s seen. As the sun creeps over the moun- tain top It spreads a glistening sheen.

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The fanners with their tingling hell The children with their sleds; The snow is piled upon the road, Almost over their heads. ,7hen the children on their way Are full of pep and cheer, .Then you hear the chirping birds, you'll know that spring is here. , 7e're thankful to be Vermonters Up where the blue skies smile. Back to the home of my childhood, That's where I'm going a ’while. Home to the hills of Vermont And familiar paths once trod. Beyond the dim valley of depres- sion. To behold the uplands of God. Helen Towle '43 f- t ’ • V- Our Government Last winter , twenty-six pupils from the Franklin High School rode to Montpelier to visit the legislature. There we saw Governor '.Tills who gave each of us a card on which was printed his picture, his signature, and a picture of the capitol. Then Governor '.7ills spoke to the many pupils who were visiting the legislature on that day, about the making of our government. He told us that the government was male up of the people, for the people, by the people . He also told us that we are very lucky people, for we live in a free land, and are free to do what we feel like doing.If we want to go to a movie, hear a concert, , play the radio, or listen to a lecture, we may do so, without being told what to listen to,or what movie to attend. '.7e can think and say what we please without a spy's reporting to some officer what we are doing. If we wish to think out loud, it can be done without fear of being shot. 77e have a strong government made uo of the good citizens of the Unites States. V7e should do our part to keep the government strong, and abolish the chance for a dictator to step in and rule us , as has been done in many foreign countries. Here the farmer can grow any- thing without giving most of it to the government. '.7e are free from anything like that; and we always want to keep our country a free land as it is now,and as we hope it will be one hundred years from now, Bradley Martin '44 - ■ '» • ■ • ■»• ■ • • • • A Pet Calf One night,Melvin asked me to help him get a couple of calves, about a mile from town. He told me he would give me a dime. Of course, I thought it wasn't worth more than a dime - Just to lead a calf. First we went to the store, from where we rode all the way to the farm, arriving about 4:15 .