Milo High School - Breeze Yearbook (Milo, ME)

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because the teacherfs desk is so much larger that it is called the senior desk and the small ones are the juniors, They are now learning French. o It is 'Friday night and every one.is leaving. We are gettin ready for another happy weekend, On Saturday we play a?l day long and sleep at night so as to get up bright and early Sunday morning to go to church. I have quite a time to make the ,junior desksr be good in churchg Sunday afternoon they go to school. They are learning English most of the timer I am pow teaching my Freshman group Wlvanhoe,' It is nearly 6:30 Monday morning, time ,for the crowd io come back to school. We are getting in the proper order to siart another week, ' w ' Norma Dugan ?47 PAUL REYERE'S RIDE lUn April 18, 1775, I wont to bed quite earlYv You see, I had worked all day. I was quite restless although tired. I had had cnet chapter of my continued dream named wThe Indian Tried to Scalp the Bald Headed Mangn than I opened my eyes with quite a start. I quietly went to the.oupboard and took a few cookies. While I was eating them, the moon game out from' behind a cloud, I decided it would be quite nice outdoors, so I went out in my nightshirt. Very soon I heard hoof beats and up rode Eloanorfs uncle on his horse, He sneezed and said, 'Ta-a-aka th-th-Q-s-achoo Wnightahirt QI! or the British will see y0u,' l . ' 'British!' I said. , 'Yes, about eight hundred just game by saa,9 he rs- plied. WThey are going to Concord, and the Minute' yen are going there too. There'll be a big clash when they arrive, 'Oh, may I go and serve tea to them?' I asked, But he was riding away with his' black nightshirt flying in the wind. MW father said I couldn't go, but he wont and fought the British at Concord. You may have heard of the man who warned the men. He was a great guy named Paul Revere, f h r Ir1S Burrell 'A7 ' LIGHTS.OUT! Today the lights of the world are out, but they won't always be. Someday they will go on again, more brightly and brilliantly than before, and they will gleam like a torch in the night as the symbols. of freedom and brotherhood, we of the United Nations are waging a battle for the salvation of

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