Newport High School - Live Wire Yearbook (Newport, ME)

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THE LIVE WIRE THE STREETS OF PARIS Haven t you dreamed of Parls that clty of mystery and del1ght Haven t you longed to mlngle wlth the throng to JOIN them ln thelr heartbreaks thelr sorrows and thelr merrlment? Ican close mv eyes and lmaglne myself wandermg about the streets of that mystlc clty seelng yet not belng seen fll'IdlIlg dellght ln becomlng an onlook er ln the Streets of Pans I first find myself on a beautlful boulevard at early dusk I look about me and see that elther slde of the avenue IS neatly lmed wlth trees B hlnd the trees I catch glxmpses of grey stone walls No bulldmg ex ceeds slx storles ln helght for the French have made a law to that effect How drtferent thxs from the towerlng skyscrapers of New York Jagged and boulevard t1l I come to a typlcal llttle w1ne shop The shopkeeper IS clos1ng up hls wares for the nlght He IS clearlng off the tmy tables on the edge of the sldewalk where hls customers have lmgered for thelr coffee or thexr wlnes durmg the day As I pass thls swarthy llttle Frenchman nods a cheery Bonsolrl Now the llghts of Parls begm to fllcker and transform the clty mto gav and somber shadows For a moment my eyes are dazzled by the beckonlng llghts on the Seme and beyond Per haps It made the llluslve shadows of a slde street more allurlng at any rate my reluctant feet tread softly upon the street called Place de la Con corde I see falntly ln the dusk the outllnes of an Egyptlan obellsk Rem lnlscently my mlnd goes back along the channel of the years and I see upon thlS spot the 1ll famed gulllotlne Wlth horrlfied eyes I gaze upon the mallclous face of the executloner Far ln the dlstance looms thelnfamous Bastlle the heartbreak of thousands of homes durmg the French Revo lutlon Wlth a shudder I hurry back once more to the brlghtly Ilghted dlstrlcts The streets of Parls are fashloned ln a hllter skllter manner so I hardly know where I w1ll arrxve IU my tra vels What holds my attentlon all the way IS the fact that nobody seems to be ln a hurry All laughmg and gay thls llghted avenue Des Champs Elysees seems entirely remote from the one recently vlslted There are queer people there poets wlth sadly drawn faces artlsts wlth the fire of ever burnmg ambltlon IH thelr eyes students from UHlV8FSltl6S gayly chantlng thelr French melodles fash lonable folks from the resldentlal d1str1ct across the rlver all a e unlted here They may be queer gay sad poor or wealthy there IS no place ln comparlson wlth thls ln the wlde world My wanderlng feet turn now toward the banks of the Selne The moon llght mlngles wlth the glow of the clty upon the water In the dlstance up on the lsland whlch was once Parls ltself stands the lmpresslve Cathedral Notre Dame Tall grey and ex tremely beautlful It remalns today Harkl softly a clock Chlm6S Its mellow notes float across the sllent somber heme What could be a more proper envlronment to say Bon SOIF7 In the shadow of haughty Notre DameI bid my farewell and glVe thanks for the prlvllege of wan dermg o er the Streets of Parls Barbara Temple '41 -r K 24 J 1- , ' 9 . . . I . . , v ' , ! . 1 ' 1 ' : ' . ' : , , ' li ' Q, - . . . . ' y . . . . . it . e- ' n u ,, . 1 ' ' . , 1 u n u 3 7 9 . - - 7 I . . . uneven! Isaunter slowly down this I 3 , ' , . . . . I . . . ' ' , - r . . i . l , ' - ! ! ! 9 . ' 7 . H . H . . . . . a n . I v - i . . , . . I ' r I 1 ' . ' D ' 9 1 Y . , '. ll ll - , - ' !7 7? ' ' . - n u - ' , ' 1 54 ' 7!

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NEWPORT HIGH SCHOOL as set forth ln our Blll of Rlghts ' Freedom of speech unhampered by a fear controlled rad1o as descrlbed by Stanley Hlgh ln Not So Free Alr Saturday Evemng Post for February 11 1939 Freedom of Speech unhampered by a Fasclst mmded Amerlcan populatlon who would also deprlve us of our rxght peaceably to assemble unless the purpose of the assembly was for one thlng Amerxca The reactlon to the recent German Amerlcan Bund meet mg shows that some Amerlcans would gladly Ilmlt that rlght Protect us by thy mlght Great God our Klng Let Amerlca too protect me but let her not protect me by her mlght lest I find myself ln a Fasclst natlon Let her glve protection from the by glvlng the Amerlcan people an un blased democratlc educatlon Also I want protectlon from the lawless whlch we have ln our mldst protectlon unhampered by lncompetent pollce or lnvestlgatlng forces and an unrellable Jud1c1ary system Lastly Amerlca owes me the oppor tunlty of gettlng an educatlon from free publlc schools and dlslnterested lnstructors and textbooks as well as from newspapers magazlnes and rad1o My Country' tls of thee Sweet land of llberty Of thee I slng Yes I do slng of Amerlca but do I know what I m slnglng about? Am I famlllar wlth the orlglnal ob Jectlves of our democracy what It has been what lt IS and 1ts posslble future? 2 Have I sufflclent knowledge of the soclal problems race natlonahty sec tlonallsm and labor that have faced and are faclng our government? Do I know what condltlons our law enforcement agents have to cope wlth ln order to protect us here as well as how Amerlcans are protected when abroad? Is my knowledge of these problems as great as It should be for a cltlzen of my age? Thus It may be seen that my one blg l1ab1l1ty IS to get as thorough an educatlon as posslble from the oppor tunltles whxch Amerlca affords me through her pubhc schools colleges and un1vers1t1es and as my means al low As a cltlzen of Amerlca lt IS my prlvllege as well as my duty to get th1s educatlon as well as to broaden happenlng today as may be Obfalhed from rellable newspapers magazlnes and lecturers An educatlon based on and for the purpose of malntamlng and bettermg our system of protectlon and freedom and preservlng our dem ocracy TIllStI'alI'llI1gg'3.lU9d I must traln myself to act upon the know ledge acquired that I may become an lntelllgent voter a self supporting law abldlng cltlzen lnterested ln all that IS Vltal to the welfare of my com munlty and my natlon and glV6 ID telllvent ass1stance to Amerlca 1n solvlng her problems Then and only then shall I have pald my debt to Amerlca My natlve country thee Land of the noble free Thy name I love Elton Rlch 40 4 1 3 J 1- . ,, . . ,, . i . , s . . Y - ' 9 1 . . ,, . ,, . L- 9 . , ' V' i I Q ' . ll Q, . - - , ' :si l ' . . . I , . - , I ' rr , . ' ' 9 1 ' 1 1 1 . . I , D - . ' D . . 1 7 l 9 1SYTfS'.'f buflet tha? Protection Come it with an acquaintance of what is . , . l . I u, l ' , v ' . - 7 . ' Q 'Al . u U .1 I :- . ' , D f ' I ' .,-77 . , , n 0 I . . H- . Y s I ' s . ' r

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NEWPORT HIGH SCHOOL 2 SPRING IN DEAR OLD MAINE Once agam the trees are buddlng And the blrds fly overhead Lxttle flowers wake and open In thelr snowy wlnter beds Low and lower grow the snow banks Soon the brooks begm to swell Thus we know that sprlng IS nearlng In the state we love so well From the maples sap we gather Boll lt down from day to day Whlle we watch the beaver famlly Bulld a dam thelr cunnmg way Though the country lanes are muddy Streets are wet Wlth sudden raln In the heart there s warmth and feel mg That It s sprlng 1n dear old Malne Here a robln there s a bluebxrd Fllttmg ln the balmy breeze Through the blue Skl8S float the Whlte S31 s Squlrrels chatter ln the trees Llttle pussles chmb the wlllows Then the sun WIII shlne agam To slgmfy It s Sprlng ln Malne As happy as the butterilles Fllt the chlldren to and fro Danclng rlng around the rosy For there s no more school you know Dartlng ln and out the lllacs Never thmklng of a galn Though thelr hearts are llght and carefree They love sprlng ln dear old Malne Lucllle McGlaufl1n 39 COUNTRY KIDS There IS Joy one cannot tell Walkmg ln the shady dell Plcklng apples from a tree When you re happy as a bee Chasmg cows about the lane Harvestmg the golden gram M1lk1ng as the sun goes down Gatherlng leaves of red and brown Hearlng tlny squlrrels chatter Watchmg muskrats Jump and splatter Huntlng down the tlmld deer When the morn IS gray and clear Through the woods and flelds we roam Takmg baby rabblts home Flushlng partrldge or a quail Llst nlng to the plne trees wall Flndlng where the chestnuts grow Where the Jays and roblns go How a sparrow bullds lts nest Where the otter when ID danger Hldes lts baby from a stranger Knowlng forests thlck and dense Helpmg bulld a plcket fence Helpmg mark a gypsy tra1l Gathermg acorns ln a pall Swlnglng axes cuttlng logs Dragglng cedars through the bogs Laughmg at the snow or ra1n Peltlng on the wlndow pane Waltlng for the settlng sun Tell1ng us our day IS done Through the twlllght comes a mem ry Of one s chlldhood ln the country All thls Joy I know to be For I was a country k1d you see L MCGIQUHIH -4 Q 5 J 1- . . , i 1 - ' Y ! Y I 7 , - . , . . . D ! s , n 1 1 1 I . , ' 7 . . : ' ' , ' ' , When the berries taste the bestg 3 .1 : s . n u ' I I Y . - , 7 1 . Q 7 1 1 u s , . I I , , . . r , I . . ,