Oak Grove Coburn High School - Oak Leaves Yearbook (Vassalboro, ME)

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OAK LEAVES 1949 OCTOBER EVENING Midnight descending, silence extending, Stars shining over the town, Moonshine on the trees, And a mysterious breeze Flutters my hair and my gown. Darkness intensely, shadows immensely, Hover and cover each past, Dark houses are still, As mine on this hill, Everyone's sleeping-almost. DIONY STODDARD, '49 NIGHTFALL The sun falls low beyond the sea, Gulls swoop, and then soar high, Soft breezes gently touch the trees And faintly, softly sigh. The mists creep inland toward the shore As dusk begins to fade, The clouds above melt, disappear, The red sky turns to jade. The evening darkens into night, Cool waves lap on the sand, All cares of day pass with the light And peace reigns through the land. MIMI LOGAN, '49 VOICE OF THE LAKE' Your joyful ripple summons me, To linger by the hour And listen to your haunting plea, For wood, for grass, for flower. But, most of all, I love your voice- Rare liquid melodies, Your song is dear to me. Rejoice! My thought you speak with ease. 'A lake is the landscapes most beautiful and expressive feature. From 'I'horeau's Walden' ELIN BROWN, '51 21

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OAK LEAVES 1949 SOUTH CAROLINA An almost mechanical-sounding whir of bees in the snow-like bank of cherokee roses pierces my ear. The slender flexible body of a black snake twines itself around the gnarled limbs of the old mulberry tree. Here and there a dewey jonquil sparkles with its reflection of the sun. The boxwoods. now flourishing tender green leaves give forth a delicate odor as the winter- tanned ones drop to the ground. Spring is really here-spring in the Southland. CORNELIA GRAY, '50, FOLKS, FACTS, FUN Mr. Owen, Mrs. Owen, Teachers, and the Staff, Many girls in corridors, Gaiety in their laugh, Ivy on the buildings, Rustling in the breeze, Skating parties and class plays, Lovely formal teas. Oak Grove for me! MARY LEE WOOD, '50. 22