Houlton High School - North Star Yearbook (Houlton, ME)

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SENIOR PLAY CAST Front row. left to right: Dibblee, Be1'ry, Farrar, Currier. Leavitt, Lakin, Director Miss Penney. Back row: Ingrahain, Stewart, Hawkes, Mullen, Henderson. Friel. Morning By Gerald Gardner I rose early one summer morning to watch the world come to life. All was quiet and peaceful, for the birds and flowers were still far away i11 the land of nod. Then I saw the sky reddcn in the east, and the sun slowly climbed over the hills for his day's journey across the sky. The little sunbeams started playing over the glittering. dew-lad- en grass, and peeking into all the dark nooks and cranuies of the valley. Trees, bushes. hills, and other objects were continually coming into view as the sun pushed its light farther and farther over the land. Flowers lifted their faces, birds burst into song. and smaller animals gamboled in the fields. Everything was happy: and well it should be on such a glorious morning! Miss Daggett, after putting some rules on the board: Put that in your pipe and smoke it. Kenneth Elliott: I don't smoke a pipe. Miss Daggett: Your mother ought to be proud of you. A Little Old Lady By Bettie Smart The little old lady with her Persian cat sat 011 a small green bench beside a garden of old-fashioned flowers. She appeared to be a small statue carved in ivory, so motion- less she sat. The fiery sun, blazing behind her as it settled for its night's rest, made a shining halo of her soft white hair. Gazing dreamily at the flowers, she seemed to have thoughts of the paste-beautiful thoughts, thoughts that no one but her could ever know. The flowers, lifting their rainbow heads, fluttered in the breeze and shower- ed their sweet perfumes upon her. They seemed to whisper to each other that the little lady would always be happy while she could dream beside them with her cat in her arms. Miss Daggett was standing on the sta- tion platform in Boston, when a. drunken man came up and asked: D-d-d-id you s-s-see S-s-s-now White and the S-s-s-seven Dwarfs? Miss Daggett: Yes. The man: Which way did they go? I

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A Student's Version Of The Twenty-Third Psalm By Doris Brown Miss Percival is my teacher: I shall not pass. She maketh me do hard problems in English class. She leadeth me to the board when I have not studied: She restoreth my quizzes with bad marksg Yea, though I walk through the halls and corridor, I shall Do no evil, for Mr. Peabody standeth there with his detention list and paddleg they comfort me C?J. She prepareth a quizz for me in the presence of my classmatesg She anointeth my head with knowledge: My brain runneth over. Surely to Goodness and Mercy I shall never graduate, And I shall go to high school forever. The Ballad of Russell Pond By Charles Wood, Jr. O, come with me to Russell Pond, A place of which I'm very fond. So many fish you catch to cook, As, 'hind the trees, you bait your hook. A moose swims out across the lake Whose picture we are glad to take. Behind the camp, deer sometimes walk, And eat the salt upon a rock. Once Milton B. went on the trip, And to go fishing took a ship. He tied it to a solid rock, And to his friend began to talk. The chafing rope let go the boat: The loosened craft was set afloat. Their cries for help were not soon heard, And so their rescue was deterred. The wind was strong, the waves were high, But the guide resolved to do or die. At last, he brought them to the shore, And they were laughed at evermore. Once every year, it is a treat To walk ten miles and get sore feet. But I still think it's worth all this, For Russell Pond is sportman's bliss. Romans 8:28 By Margaret Smith To mortal eye, what wonders be The height of sky, the depth of sea, From north to south, From east to west-H All made by God, who knoweth best. Then, God, who made all nature fair, From creeping things to fowls of air, On hill and dell, In sea, on land, Surely He must care for man! Yes, God does care for every man Though hard it seems to understandg So wayward, weak, So sinful, wrong, Yet in our hearts He'll put a song. If in Jehovah we will trust, Our God of Truth and Love is just! In life and death, In grief and pain, Triumphant in our hearts Hc'll reign! Not always will the way be clear, But oftentimes 'tis dark and drear. We'll walk in faith, Believe His Word: All works for good, thus saith the Lord. All things, together for our good, To them who love and trust the Lord, Then Him we'll trust, Our all we'll give: From now, henceforth for Christ we'll live! My Shadow By Louise McMonigIe I have a little shadow That goes about with me. It stays with me the live long day And keeps me company. It's not at all substantial, It's nothing I can graspg But still it can't be cheated- It follows when not asked. It follows me to the schoolhouseg It follows me to the parkg The only time I lose it Is when I'm in the dark. 28 l

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A Student's Version Of The Twenty-Third Psalm By Doris Brown Miss Percival is my teacherg I shall not pass. She maketh me do hard problems in English class. She leadeth me to the board when I have not studiedg She restoreth my quizzes with bad marks: Yea, though I walk through the halls and corridor, I shall Do no evil, for Mr. Peabody standeth there with his detention list and paddleg they comfort me i?J. She prepareth a quizz for me in the presence of my classmatesg She anointeth my head with knowledgeg My brain runneth over. Surely to Goodness and Mercy I shall never graduate, And I shall go to high school forever. The Ballad of Russell Pond By Charles Wood, Jr. 0, come with me to Russell Pond, A place of which I'm very fond. So many fish you catch to cook, As, 'hind the trees, you bait your hook. A moose swims out across the lake Whose picture we are glad to take. Behind the camp, deer sometimes walk, And eat the salt upon a rock. Once Milton B. went on the trip, And to go fishing took a ship. He tied it to a solid rock, And to his friend began to talk. The chafing rope let go the boatg The loosened craft was set afloat. Their cries for help were not soon heard, And so their rescue was deterred. The wind was strong, the waves were high, But the guide resolved to do or die. At last, he brought them to the shore, And they were laughed at evermore. Once every year, it is a treat To walk ten miles and get sore feet. But I still think it's worth all this, For Russell Pond is sportman's bliss. Romans 8 :28 By Margaret Smith To mortal eye, what wonders be The height of sky, the depth of sea, From north to south, From east to west- All made by God, who knoweth best. Then, God, who made all nature fair, From creeping things to fowls of air, On hill and dell, In sea, on land, Surely He must care for n1an! Yes, God does care for every man Though hard it seems to understand: So wayward, weak, So sinful, wrongg Yet in our hearts He'll put a song. If in Jehovah we will trust, Our God of Truth and Love is just! In life and death, In grief and pain, Triumphant in our hearts Hc'll reign! Not always will the way be clear, But oftentimes 'tis dark and drear. We'll walk in faith, Believe His Word: All works for good, thus saith the Lord. All things, together for our good, To them who love and trust the Lordg Then Him we'll trustg Our all we'll give: From now, henceforth for Christ we'll live! My Shadow ' By Louise McMonigIe I have a little shadow That goes about with me. It stays with me the live long day And keeps me company. It's not at all substantialg It's nothing I can graspg But still it can't be cheated- It follows when not asked. It follows me to the schoolhouseg It follows me to the parkg The only time I lose it Is when I'm in the dark.