House in the Pines High School - Log Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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INTO THE NIGHT Silently into the night where all is peaceful all serene I longed to flee from the world with its petty bickerings, its ceaseless noise, its calloused viewpoints, and its constant pounding to exact a toll from every living being These things which I despised threatened to hem me in, to shut out everything light and beautiful I wanted desperately to be alone with my thoughts. Fragments of beloved poetry crept into my mind 'Slowly, silently, now the moon walks the night in her silver shoon 'and then 'The sea is calm tonight, the moon lies fair upon the straights. I knex where I should go Black, portentous black pines thrust themselves grotesquely upright against the purple dusk, casting forboding shadows, yet I could not let their gi anticness deter me Straight down the slippery forest path I spe comforts at last by the sight of the smooth bay by the moon Here was the serenity I sought, no brillantly illuminated stray wind ruffled the turbed the stillness, the sand lay firm and cool the rocks were ever ready pillows for my body fused into a nondescript color, at once mysterious, yet friendly and solid Everywhere there was contentment beneath my feet, and Sky, sea and land were Relaxed against a huge rock, with my feet cushioned in the sand, I gazed with unseeing eyes into the vastness of the heavens while my dis ordered thoughts ran their rampant course Gradually txey became 41.93 tangled, the snares no longer held, I could face life and its ensuing difficulties with unburdened shoulders I rose and walked up the pine bordered path at rest within myself HE The And But And wind passed me today, I asked it whence it came it answered not to me, told me not its name The And wind passed me today, w11sper1ng through the trees, Told me that it had come From some far distant breeze VIND The And But Nor The And Anne Braitmayer '48 wind passed me today, I asked it where it went it answered not to me, told me its intent wind passed me today, took me by the hand, Taking me far from home, To God and the promised land Naomi Farrell '48 ... neocons ' surface of the water nor made the trees singg no animal's rustling dis- T. E I I I fi,

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in the elevator she wondered momentarily if she should finish her plan, but then quickly dispersed the thought, and her fear from her mind She walked quickly down the street stepping over the cracks in the cement Reaching the store, she pushed open the door that jlngled out her entrance, and bP88tO6l with relief that the shop was still open Going to the book counter, she picked up the volume that she had decided against earlier and again marched up to the counter Looking up at the tall, young at her questioningly, she pulled the package from and gravely presented it to him with the book she NI bought a book here this arternoon, but it one Could I please have this instead Yay I ex man who looked under her arm DRG just chosen was the wro change it? 'Of course I don't see why not' Sure this is the right one how? Okay I hope your friend enjoys it ' And Julie, grasping the new, exchanged book in her hand walked proudly towards the door, scarcely breathing lest her side in the street, she breathed deeply, and started home again laughing to herself After all, why shouldn't it have worked? And the man was right, the book would be enjoyed, but not by any of her friends, for she would never exchange this book No, this printed treasure promised even better adventures than the last She'd been right in returning the other book She had picked the wrong one after all Settled once again on the bed in her warm, yellow room, Julie nestled deeper into thepillows as she prepared herself to set forth on a new journey to a fantastic, wonderful, different world She certainly had earned this trip, and she'd tortured herself all through dinner by not opening it once But now wo in an afternoon what luxury Ann Hotz, '47 l c 0 5 ng I O . O ' scheme collapse at the last moment like a bad dream. Once out- . 9 1 T : li

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THE GYM DL OWSWRATION Cirlish squealing fills the air, Especially from the ones who wear Their snappy gym suits, freshly pressed Each out to do her very best For very soon, when all is still, The audience will get its fill Of every type of lndoor sport, A very interesting report Hush, be still, she's coming now, Miss nChambie' who has taught us how To keep our balance in the air To do each step wlth thoubht and care Balance and coordination Mixed with lots of determination Have made the tumblers what they are, Insplred by HChambie', tneir sulning star But that's not all in our repertaire For shown by those Nno're come lrom afar Is the South American style Ol dancin , Tappinb, plain and mllitary, Reducing courses of DuBarry And danclng of another set, In squares, a very popular sport So all in all, as you can see Ve acted quite professlonally Lucy Geiger '49 Fear walking up and down my spine with icy feet The hush of twilight lake a golden blanket spread over the e rth Snow like e rth's cnrlsteninb robe Books like tired soldiers leaning on one another The teddy bear sat arrogantly on a pllloa looklng down on H18 playmates Homen che ing thelr cud of ossip vu, - :A A ...A I O . A , ' v w . 'T L . ' ' ' ' i . v 1 A 7' x ' 5 Enough to set us all a-prancing. fr ' ' O L ' . I ' A , a a ' T . . r . 1 . K ,. ,. O . V . 5 .