Newtown High School - Newtowner Yearbook (Elmhurst, NY)

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NEWTOWN f f 1 f Y Iune 1937 Sixteen Resuirgence A tree trunk-molded and decayed Against a sky line, scarred and frayed, With rearing storm clouds skulking low To meet the mountains far below, Bows down its mighty, mangled, frame Salvaged from a storm. No claim To life belongs to it. No feathered Songster of the air invades. Not tethered To the living earth are searching roots. No wandering shepherd calls. No owl hoots. Not in that storm and wind swept knell Do haunting dryads cast their spell. The dust from whence they came soon claimed The withered branches-broken, maimed. Not in an instant had life fled Nor bowed the tree its sagging head, But slowly, death kissed life's sweet lip, Left devastation in its grip. Not always does dark death hold sway. Life will once more sing merry lay. A clinging root-a sprout of green Springs forth and life again is queen. Agnes Young

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lune, 1937 1 1 1 1 1 NEWTOWN Sonnet Against War Our men will always be too young to dieg Too young to take the sword and join the fight. They have not lived enough to let Life by To slip away into eternal night. Too short a time they've known the warmth of loveg The earthy smell of wet ground after rainy Of being to the team the man who droveg The pulsing factory's mechanized refrain. If they must battle, let them strive for peace At homeg to keep straight furrows cleanly plowed, Or give to pain a moment of surceaseg To make a land of which they may be proud. The fact is thereg no need of wasted breath. Say-men will always be too young for Death. Mildred H. Doughty Fifteen

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CANADIAN PEACE MONUMENT FRANCE AN EVERLASTING MONUMENT TO THOSE WHO DIED FOR PEACE