High-resolution, full color images available online
Search, browse, read, and print yearbook pages
View college, high school, and military yearbooks
Browse our digital annual library spanning centuries
Support the schools in our program by subscribing
Privacy, as we do not track users or sell information
Page 57 text:
“
31 A Deed of Courage by Joan Bailey lOA Oh what a beautiful day it was! The sun was shining brightly, making the snow glitter on the hilltops like a thousand tiny stars. The tops of the trees, standing erect and tall, looked like miniature toy sol- diers guarding some unknown secret. While I was busy admiring this beautiful scenery, I was rudely jerked back to reality by the sputtering of the plane's engine. What could it be? My faithful pal Skippy , a tiny Scotch terrier, whimpered as if he predicted what was to follow. Down, down we went, the plane turning somersaults in the air, now nose:-diving for the ground, now climbing, trying to gain altitude, and tyler!-OOQOODOOOOODOODDO The next thing I knew, Skippy was licking my arm, whimp- ering softly. The gash on his paw was bleeding freely, and something was happening to my arm. Our first concern was to get out of the plane, but that was easier said than done., Finally we crawled from the wreck of a once beautiful plane, only to find the trees which looked so innocent up in the sky, now towering over us menacingly, Where were we? Maya be we were close to civilization, but maybe. . -2 I shuddered at the next thought and quickly put it out of my mind., I found some bandages in the wreck and attended to Skipperls paw, and my arm. I was relieved when I found out it was not as serious as I had earlier predicted it to be. Time passed on. Now and then, the snowflakes would drift lazily from the star speckled sky onto the frozen earth., This couldn't go on. Skippy and I started out, not knowing where we were going, nor how we would manage, with the night becoming colder every minute. Because of the shock and cold, I was not as careful as I should have been and tripped into a hole, where I lost consciousness., I-Iey, wake up , said a husky voice, I opened my eyes, only to see that daylight had come and a couple of men were standing over me, trying to wake me up. Where'S Skippy? I muttered., The two men exchanged glances and then told me Skippy had died. It seems he had found the men, and bothered them until they fol-2 lowed him to me. On the Way, Skippy died. He had been a real hero, for if it had.n't been for my pal, I might have died too., UU H UE
”
Page 58 text:
“
ThegWitches Brew by Marjorie Vaughan 10B One Hallowe'en night, three small boys clambered up the A steep hill to the rickety old house situated among the tall trees and u whispering grasses. This night they wanted to find out for themselves whether the stories about ghosts seen and heard on Hallowe'en night were true, The sky was dark except for the flitting shadow of the moon casting weird shapes on the surface of the earth. There was a whis- pering breeze somewhereabout, Casting furtive glances behind them, they decided to split up and go in different directions. Bobby, the youngest, started with the first floor. The loud clanking of the door made him start. s Help , he screamed, l heard a ghost clanking his chains! Save nie! Jimmy and Joe ran in, U'What's that? and all at once they lost the courage to go alone. I think we had better stay together, chattered Jimmy. After regaining face they started on their way. The moon was playing tricks with them and cast weird shapes upon the sodden walls. The frightened bws were ready to give up the ghost when a figure darted across the floor in front of them. Q A screeching such as was never heard before rang through the building. A door slammed and the bubbling of a spring was heard. , What time is it? whispered Jimrny, Midnight! Bobby whispered softly. Oh, no! the witches are out and that must be their brew boiling, said Joe. - A queer smell waited through the house from the burning brush below, bm the boys thought that it was the smell of the brew boil- ing. An old owl hooted and the boys nearly ijumped out of their skins. Let's get out of here! they said in unison, This is no place for us . As they left they could hear the witches sweeping the ground with chains. They scurried down the hill as fast as they could and for a long time no one dared to venture near the house again. ll IU H
Are you trying to find old school friends, old classmates, fellow servicemen or shipmates? Do you want to see past girlfriends or boyfriends? Relive homecoming, prom, graduation, and other moments on campus captured in yearbook pictures. Revisit your fraternity or sorority and see familiar places. See members of old school clubs and relive old times. Start your search today!
Looking for old family members and relatives? Do you want to find pictures of parents or grandparents when they were in school? Want to find out what hairstyle was popular in the 1920s? E-Yearbook.com has a wealth of genealogy information spanning over a century for many schools with full text search. Use our online Genealogy Resource to uncover history quickly!
Are you planning a reunion and need assistance? E-Yearbook.com can help you with scanning and providing access to yearbook images for promotional materials and activities. We can provide you with an electronic version of your yearbook that can assist you with reunion planning. E-Yearbook.com will also publish the yearbook images online for people to share and enjoy.
