Lincoln Middle School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Portland, ME)

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Eighteen THE LINCOLNIAN HOW FRENCHMAN'S BAY WAS MADE - A TALE OF PAUL BUNYAN One morning Paul's boy. Tony, came up to him as he was cutting lumber and said, I'm hot and want a place to swim. Paul, who was the most good-natured man that ever lived. picked up his shovel and started to dig out what is now called Frenchman's Bay. Paul was somewhat right-handed and threw most of the dirt over his right shoulder. This pile of earth is called Mount Desert Island. Paul worked until three o'clock in the afternoon and then showed Tony his swimming hole. After swimming awhile, Tony was cooled off and started to play. He threw stones into the new swimming hole Paul had dug for him. Each stone settled down into islands, all of which are still there. This was the only time Paul ever became angry with Tony. However, he was hot and tired and hadn't had any lunch. unless you would count a twenty-pound cheese and a barrel of crackers he found in his pocket. It made him angry to see Tony skipping stones into the pond which he had worked so hard to clear. So he spanked the boy so hard that it caused a thunderstorm over in Vermont. Then Paul set Tony down into the pond to cool off. BRUCE SPRINGER. Div. E-8 APRIL FIRST One morning on my way to school I soon discovered it was April Fool: A pocketbook lay at my very feet, Q3 But when I stooped it went down the street. - N At the next corner came another surprise. I saw some coins before my eyes: -f ,DA J Ipulled and pulled but all in vain, ici 'M q It was April first. l was fooled again. Z . fwfr' Joke after joke came into view, fly Infact. 1 admit 1 mea A few: 1 mJm And when at last the day was done, We all agreed April Fool's was fun. PAULINE PERRY. DIV. K-7 THE MANSION No, it was not an ordinary house. One could see that in former days it had been a gathering place of the society of that time. One could almost picture the hansoms and other stylish carriages filled with chattering gentlefolk coming gracefully to a stop in front of this mid-Victorian mansion.

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THE LINCOLNIAN Seventeen PAUL BUNYAN - LOG ROLLER Paul Bunyan, the greatest lumberman of all time, used to com- pete in and win all log-rolling contests. Now he is not allowed to take part in them and here follows the reason. When Paul was in the contests. he rolled the logs so rapidly that hc filled the river with foam. The foam became so thick that he could walk ashore on it and this he always did. Of course, this was a very spectacular stunt, but it caused considerable havoc through- out the length of the river. Boats and logs would be thrown far up on the banks of the river: houses and bridges would be washed away: and all kinds of disasters would take place. Even today, after a storm. particles of this foam can be seen in and along the banks of many rivers. After this happened several times, people saw that Paul could no longer be allowed to take part in log-rolling contests. EVERETT FOYE. Div. E-8 WHAT CAN I DO? What can I do in this World so wide With this jig-saw puzzle of life? I want to think I have worked and tried And not given up the strife. I would greet each day with a pleasant smile And tackle my work with a will. I would help some fellow along the way Though the path may be uphill. And when in the end the puzzle is done And the pieces are all in place, I would turn at last to the setting sun And hope I have served the race. JosEPH DALE. Div. A-8 MY LIFE STORY All af xii 3 . s 0' ,':x 1c,. 'li 'W ax' il? i . Q 4 One of the Grst things that I remember is a big storm that whipped my branches and howled around my tiny trunk. But you don't even know who I am. I am a cherry tree. rather tall and slender. somewhat frail-looking after that first storm which nearly killed me. But I have been very happy. Often in the spring birds have rested on my branches trying to decide how long they must wait before my fruit would be ripe. Again, cats have sought refuge in my sheltering boughs from frisking dogs. Also, many boys and girls have played in my cool shade. My life story would not be complete without telling of the beautiful May day when a sweet young woman and her lover were married under my fragrant blossoms. NANCY LEE SCHROEDER, DIV. E-8

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THE LINCOLNIAN Nim-teen But now the place was filled with only memories, and the fine orchards in which the owner took so much pride were just stumps, anddthe old well-kept velvety lawns were covered with straggling wee s. With visions of ghosts of the former inhabitants aroused from their peaceful sleep, I cautiously entered, my brain aglow with thoughts of what I might perceive within. Step by step I edged my way towards the parlor which. on entering, I immediately named the pink ballroom because of its size and the pink hue still clinging to the time-weakened mouldering walls. The balustrade which was carved out of solid oak was an example of the craftsmanship of the once fine interior. Although entirely devoid of furniture, one could well imagine what fine pieces once graced the place. As dusk was fast approaching, and as I felt rather wary about continuing my explorations. I turned my thoughts--and sore feet- homewarcl. FRANK MURDOCIQ, Div. G-8 LINCOLN'S CHARACTER Lincoln the honest, Lincoln the true, l-Ie was the finest One ever knew. So tall and strong. So stern and brave, His eountry's foundation He helped to pave. Who was it that comforted When others were sad? None other than Lincoln Made people so glad. BRADFORD JOYCE. Div. E-8 NEVER AGAIN Oh, dear, why must we have homework? sighed Jane. lt was a lovely spring evening and all the girls in the neighborhood were going to play tennis. However. Jane must do her English before she could go with them. She had been out of school almost an hour and hadn't got anything done. Suddenly she had an idea! Why not leave her homework until the study period tomorrow? Mother would never know the difference. So, away she went without a care to play an evening of tennis. The next day. alas. found her in agony for. because of a special assembly. her study period was omitted. And thc next class was English! If the teacher called on her, what would she think? For