Gardiner Area High School - Quill Yearbook (Gardiner, ME)

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THE QU ILL I7 HORIZONTAL Examination Opposite of this Word meaning two IZJ Adverh ' preposition Suhstitute for silk Exists Alwhreviation found on a spool of 3 thread 12 Inland hody of water 14 Solution 16 Instructor 18 Numher 19 To touch lightly Z1 Measurement of length Z2 l3y-product of petroleum Z3 Period of time 26 Alwhreviation for Registered Nurse What HIOSI' students should do more Elevated train Mongrel dog Affirmative answer 34 That seized hy a wild heast for food 36 Short jacket 38 Z7 31 32 33 VERTICAL Nickname for boy . Sol Child's plaything Also Name given to German during World War I Preposition Register Close Abbreviation for a direction Insect Type of gasoline Divide Small child Past tense of word meaning to rip To come out the victor Metal which comhines with another suhstance Boy's name Girl's name To make an ehfort Coloring liquid However Ahhreviation for credit Therefore 'Curl Gowen, '50

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16 THE QUILL A BEAUTIFUL DAY The sun was shining brightly on the lakes so clear and blue, The clouds were spread across the azure sky. The beauty of the earth shone in all of its delight, And the diamonds of dew sparkled on the grass so nigh. The silence soon was broken by daily ex- citement in the citiesg Women worked about their homes, hum- ming simple ditties. Men were rushing to their work to do their daily duties, Noticing the huge, vast earth in all its hue and beauties. But soon the silence did return as the evening drew near, And people rested in their homes with the ones that they held dear. The clouds were floating gayly past and the stars were twinkling bright, As the man in the moon winked his flirty eye and wished them all Good-night. - Mabel Brewer, '50 ALMOST THERE Before my mother passed away she would often sit beside my bed at night and tell me short stories and incidents. Cut of all those stories there is one I hold closest in my heart. A little winding railroad out in a western county ran through a town called Tripland. The trains were small and dim in com- parison to the large New York cars. But to an old man who sat cramped in an uncom- fortable, untidy coach the defects were nothing. For many years the trains had passed the small farmhouse where he had lived with his wife, Thelma. How proud he had been of her when he had brought her to this home to live with his father! Here they lived for many years, going to town on Saturday and to church on Sunday. It seemed that it had happened just yes- terday. But his husky boy did not come to meet him today and his wife's rocking chair was still, with dust undisturbed. The old man choked a little at the thought and wiped his eyes with a grimy handkerchief. Somehow Tom had persuaded him to come to live with him, but it was all so strange in this new place, which was very unlike he had pictured it. He had said nothing, but one day his son saw his wistful and pathetic face and was disturbed. What is the matter, dear Father? Tell me. Well, it's this way, Son, he said. I want to go back home. I've never been away before and - well, she's there, Tom. Today he was going back home-back to the place of running brooks and dripping waterfalls. He didn't have far to go and he was almost home. As the noise rang through- out the car, the old man slowly closed his eyes. Somehow he was coming home over the hill and down along the lane. As he drove home the cows, his son Tom came running to meet him. Red with berry stains and face dimpled with mischief, the boy approached. Somehow he could see his Thelma by the gate - the girl he had loved and would love forever. Well, I'm late tonight, dear, he said, and weary. Come, she said, you're home now. Come on up the steps and rest. With a long and happy sigh he climbed the steps and- Oh, what a relief to be homelw The train slowly sped to the station with a loud rumble. When the conductor spoke to the old man - no answer. - George Bailey, '51 GOOD-BY GARDINER HIGH Our high school days are almost goneg They seemed to go so fastg But here we are all ready now To graduate at last. Most of us will hate to gog We have had so much fung We've worked and played and studied hard, Till now our work is done. -- Barbara Jones, '50

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THE QUILL Thank You Through your Guidance, dear teachers, We have had Honors bestowed upon us, which Without your Service we would not have had. W e have Fought the battle of life W h e n All seemed to go wrong, But have Come out victorious Because we Undeniably found it to be true, lf w e Loyal to our school remained And stayed True to our duty T h a t we Yet would reach the goal, W e Freely express our thanks to 0 u r Real friends, who have had A n Interest in us and O u r Earnest endeavor, and H a v Never doubted that T h e Day would come When a Success The Quill would be. WE Close with three cheers to Let you all know that As we go onward through life we Shall always remember and Shall profit by your instruction and friendship. S. D. Warren Company Mr. John Daly Mr. Clarence McKay and Our Advertisers 1 9 5 O