Milbridge High School - Light Yearbook (Milbridge, ME)

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'THE LIGHT 13 looking out the window at the landscape since it was so beautiful. The snow was just right for skiing and she could just see herself gliding down the steep slopes, the wind blovsdng in her hair, and the excited thrill that always sweeps through her when she skis. When they reached home her Uncle Dudley went to work at the lodge and Auntie Blossom set about showing Sally the grounds and every- thing around the house. When Uncle Dudley came back for supper he told them about the dance up at the lodge and asked Sally if she wanted to go. 'Td love to gof' she responded. What time does it begin so I can be ready, Uncle Dudley? Eight o'clock, Sally, he answered, and there are some nice young mennand young ladies from the nearby colleges about your age that you could meet while you're here. I know you will have a good time at the dance. That night Sally had a wonderful time dancing and talking with the girls and boys she met. Also she met the young man that sat across from her on the train. They all made a date for the next day to go on a skiing hike to show Sally the mountains and ski trails. At the end of the afternoon they returned and crowded into the little cottage where Sally was staying. Tired, hungry and happy they relaxed while Auntie Blossom served them hot chocolate and newly made cookies which seemed to hit the spot with them all. The next two weeks went by swiftly with a great deal of fun, laughter and happiness. Rod- ney, Sally's train fellow, was her constant com- panion almost from the first day of their acquaint- ance. The day she was to leave he asked her if he could write to her while he was in college. She consented because she liked him a little. Sally said her good-byes sadly to her aunt and uncle and to her new-found friends who said they would keep in touch with her. Sally went home to tell her family what a lovely time she had had and all her adventures and about her bright outlook on the future. -Martha I. King, '46. THE OLDEST BUSINESS IN CONTINUOUS OPERATIDN Records have shown that it is thought that the oldest business in continuous operation is located in the town of Millbridge, owned today by Everett Wallace. Mr. Wallaceis great-great-grandfather, Joseph Wallace, a sea captain, fur trader, shipbuilder and general grocer, was the first settler of Mill- bridge. In the year seventeen hundred and sixty- three a general store was constructed and a small shipyard. He produced vessels which sailed to the West Indies with lumber, returning with rum and molasses. One of his boats carried the first sixteen settlers to Machias. Old ledgers found in this store show that sup- plies for troops stationed at Machias during the Revolutionary War were purchased on account of the Massachusetts Bay Colony October twenty- sevent.h, seventeen hundred seventy-seven. N o evi- dence has been found that these supplies, consist- ing of beef, lumber, tallow, butter and turnip, were ever paid for. joseph Wallace also built the first sawmill at Cherryfield. -Arletta Ray, '46. A HUNTER'S DREAM ' One day, I decided to go hunting, so I went up to Spragues Falls on Eld Ridge. The day being sunny from the many rays of light, I knew that I was going to have a wonderful time. As I went around a turn I saw a bunny with a bob tail, then I said to myself, I'll have some fun, so I raised the gun to my shoulder. As I did this the glow of the steel struck my eyes and I missed him completely. What a disappointment! But being young I was not discouraged easily, for I decided right there, that I would have to change my hunting ground. I went over to the old Stinch field, by Sawyefs brook. After I had been here a short time, I grew sleepy, so I lay down beside the stream. After about five minutes, I fell asleep and dreamed of many famous people. Mary and Joseph, the mother and father of Jesus, were the two who came immediately to my mind. Others were Robert Bacon, Richard, the lion-hearted, William Wallace, the very famous Englishman, and Louis IX, who was a famous French ruler. After I had dreamed all this, I

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12 THE LIGHT Many of our classmates served on the Editorial Board of The Light. At the end of the year Arletta Ray replaced Erma Kelly as school trea- surer for the ensuing year. William Edes and Alton Strout were chosen to be ushers at gradua- tion in the aftemoon. The evening ushers were Arletta Ray, 'Martha King, Delvine Sprague and Vera Helen Freeman. Now we are Seniors and there are fourteen of us left. Our class officers for this year were: Presi- dent, Delvine Sprague, vice president, Vera Helen Freemang secretary, Arletta Ray, and treasurer, Madelyn Strout, Alton Strout and William Edes helped with the Freshman Reception. Our Bazaar was a great success since all classes assisted. In the evening we presented a pageant, Yuletide joys, the script of which was written by five Senior girls. Basketball for this season was a great success because of the splendid playing of the Senior boys and girls, Douglas Eldridge, Alton Strout, William Edes, Martha King and Vera Helen Freeman. Three of our brilliant classmates, Mad- elyn Strout, Vera Helen Freeman and Alton Strout, took a scholarship test. We presented our Senior Play, The Hobgoblin House, with every- one participating in some way. The end of our school year will close June 6th. After graduation we have planned to go on a trip together and this is where we separate to go out into the great wide world. We wish to express our gratitude and appreciation to our teachers, parents and friends who have made these last four years successful. --Elaine Ray, '46. TWILIGHT TIME The sunset cast its last bright glow O'er the forests and hills of Maine, lt's silvery sheen on the icy ponds, Reflected on the earth once again. The snow was a crystal of shining delight, Not melted from the day's gleaming sun, And skiers whose faces were red from the cold, Were coming in from a long day of fun. Nature was embarking on a night of peace, The darkness fast gathering o'er town. Howe'er not all of the wonders were hidden from view, For the moon's rays were soon cast around. -Madelyn Strout, '46. BLACK WATERS A morbid silence was once more settling over the ocean. Had it been only three hours since that dreaded wind had begun to blow with its ferocious, powerful force? The large, tumultous waves had been tossing and gleefully playing, hav- ing fun in their joyous behavior. They looked as if they had been endowed with life. Then in a mere second, the heavens opened wide, casting an immense gale over the whole ocean. The small fishing craft had had a very slim chance of sur- viving since all 'the vastness of ocean was bleak and desolate, completely void of any other sign of life. Above the sound of the blatant wind, the din of the captain's voice could be heard shouting orders to his men. The mountainous waves washed over the boat as if it had been nothing more than the way it lashed and threw the boat around over the seas. Supplies were washed overboard. Even men who had been mariners of the sea from their boyhood feared it. In an attempt to save one of the seamen from the black, turbulent waters, the mate and he were both washed from the boat. When the storm abated and all was quiet again. the hull of a small craft, provisions and dying men were floating peacefully on the swelling tide. It was a gruesome sight, indeed. -Madelyn Strout, '46 SNOW VALLEY Sally was so excited she could hardly sit still. The train seemed as if it would never stop at Snow Valley Station. To put the readers a little up to date I'll tell you where Sally is going. About two years before her father had promised her a trlp to Snow Valley, a skiing resort. She was going to visit her Auntie Blossom, who had a small house beside the big lodge. Sally loved to skate, slide and especially to ski. She had been taught when she was very young. Now she was a young lady of eighteen and full of fun, spirit and gaiety. All the way down on the train she had noticed a young man looking at her from across the aisle. He was about twenty years old and nice looking. But Sally's excitement over arriving at Snow Valley made her forget him at the present. At the station her aunt and uncle met her with open arms. On the way home Sally couldn't help

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14 'THE awoke and it was dusk, the moon had risen, the trees were like jewels because the dew had fallen some time ago. As I turned homeward, I felt glad that we live as F reemcn, without a king to rule over us. -Mary Strout, '46. ' THE PLACE BACK HOISIE A I 1 As the evening darkness settled over the small town of Elmville, a lonely soldier sat thinking of his many problems. He was very unhappy, too, as he had not been here for four long years and now everythinghhad changed. All his old friends had gone. Many were in the service and many had to move to get jobs in war plants. This was not the home front that he had dreamed of dur- ing the many hours which he had spent fighting. He had spent four years at war because he had enlisted before our country was in it. Now he was at home again to recover from a serious wound which he had received. He kept wonder- ing where his buddies were. Perhaps he would see them soon, as now the war was over. Yes, the fighting and killing was over at last, but now the soldier had his mind on the home front. What would happen to the many families without homes? Would peace stay established throughout the world? What would happen to all the islands we had taken? Would 'there be another war? Would there be a depression? Will the people still buy bonds and stamps to support our wounded men? All these questions and many more kept going through his mind. When he had been fighting he had often said that when he got home again he was just going to settle down and forget all worries. Now, it seems his worries have just begun. It is not only he but all the others. Also, when they were lighting. the home front seemed to them like a quiet and peaceful place to come back to. They helped us so let's help them by making the homo front a place to dream of and make it a better place for all our fighting men to come home to. '-Alaha Strout. '46, DESTROYER The storm came up and the wind blew with all its fury, Men were seen on the deck, lashing everything down in a hurry, For they knew that everything must be shipshape Or they might meet a watery fate. LIGHT The storm came up and the wind blew its utmost But nary a man was seen to leave his post. They knew that this destroyer must get through Each and every man of her gallant crew. Her destination was not specific, But they knew she was headed for the Pacific. Here she would meet the common foe, Her guns would tell a dreadful tale of woe. The men and ship did weather the gale, It's things like this that we should hail. She arrived safely at her port, And from the Commander came her last report. Once again she headed for the open sea, Where once a man could feel free, A sub was sighted from the mast, And here the once proud destroyer served her last -Alton Strout, '46, FOUR YEARS AT M. H. S. As we entered Millbridge High School In the year of forty-two, We were all so shy and timid And didn't know what to do. The first two weeks went very fast, Freshman Reception rolled along, We had some stunts and skits to do And also sang some songs. The next year we took another step, They called us silly sophomores, No longer were we shy and timid Or afraid to go through the door. We soon became jolly juniors, We thought it was going to be fun, But when we heard Junior speaking We knew our tasks weren't done. Now we've reached our senior year, The last one and for all. We're going to miss coming to M. H. When school begins next fall. S. -Elaine Ray, '46. 0 .