Paris District High School - Yearbook (Paris, Ontario Canada)

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PARIS HIGH SCHOOL YEAR BOOK very short time, as she was very clever. Joan could not try the examinations before Easter, but she returned after the holidays fully prepared for the tests. Much to her surprise, Joan ranked second, that May, to Dennison Cranson. Although there is not much chance for me, she reflected, I shall try for the scholarship. It seemed almost impossible for a girl who had lost so much school work to win a scholarship, but after having ranked second she thought there would be no harm in trying. As the time for the finals approached, Joan felt that, with the aid of her teachers she had mastered practically everything. When the time came she Went to school eager and excited. As she tried her examinations, one by one, it seemed almost as if she were dreaming, they all seemed too easy to be real. Joan felt sure of passing but the prize, she thought, was not for her. After six long weeks of waiting, Dennison Cranson picked up the local paper one day and was reading it when he noticed the following: Joan Aynsley, clever high school girl, wins scholarship. He rushed to the telephone and called her up to congratulate her. What for? she said. Did you not know you won that scholarship?,' No,,' she replied. George Aynsley has been playing another of his foolish tricks, I'll wager, came from the other end of the line. As soon as Joan left the telephone, she ran to her brother. George, she said, You have the letter with my exam. results in it, and you have had it for several days. He smiled, and handed it to her. Don't feel badly, old girl, was it not worth waiting for? Just as a brother would do, she thought,- keep a girl in suspense! Joan sat musing that night. I had a dream once about a rainbow. There was a pot of gold at the end. Could it have meant this prize? Ah! I have reached the end of the rainbow, and I have found my pot of gold. Dorothy Flanagan. FIFTH FORM Burt was Wilson QWill's sonb he and Thomson tTom's sonj both loved the same girl. She was the Campbell fcamp bellel. One day Burt asked Thomson if Eby in love with her. By 'Gorrie' I am he said, but I 'Grant' you will get her. That nite Burt jumped in his Carr and went to see her. He thought he could Pascoe bossies on the road with his Carr, but he hit one. If you 'Harmer' the farmer cried, I'1l knock you for a Gould. ' However, the cow recovered and he reached the Campbell in safety. They walked through Stockton and up the Churchill, He gave her a ring. This 'Briggs' me great happiness, she cried, and I 'Lovettf As they were near a church they were married. The wedding supper consisted of Whitbread , after which they left for the Southerland. Betty Burt. 32

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PARIS HIGH SCHOOL YEAR BOOK The End of the Rainbow The thunder rumbled hoarsely out of the west-the sign of a coming storm. It was yet dark as Joan Aynsley heard the old grandfather's clock dovmstairs solemnly strike five times. The wind rose higher and higher and the storm became wild. Second by second its ferocity increased-then a tense moment- the heavens became as light as day for a full sixty seconds-and with a terrific roar, which seemed to rend the heavens, the storm broke. Once more the world settled quietly to rest as the last echo rolled in the distance. Joan slept and she had a dream. The sun was shining after the storm and a rainbow appeared in the sky. I wonder if it is true that there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, she mused. I should love to go and see. Suddenly a small sprite appeared. If you wish to go to the end of the rainbow, it said, I shall give you the passport. Take this, as she handed a piece of paper to Joan, and, if you desire your wish to be granted, read this passport aloud. Joan obeyed and read. iI, Joan Aynsley, wish to go to station indigo at the end of the rainbow' Not long after she had said this seven fairies appeared, dressed in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. They carried with them a fieecy white cloud and told her to sit down in it. This she did and soon found herself sailing up and over the rainbow-then down, down, she went until she arrived at station indigo. When she stepped out of the cloud she saw the pot of gold, standing a short distance away. She went towards it, but much to her surprise it vanished, and turning around, she found it behind her. She tried to get it several times but it always vanished and re-appeared. Finally, it remained still and she was just bending down to pick it up when she felt a Violent shaking and awoke. Joan's mother was standing by her bedside when she opened her eyes. Goodness, I had to shake you to awaken you this morning, she said. Hey, miss, you'll be late for school, shouted her brother George. He was answered by a great yawn on the girl's part. However, she happened to be ready for school at the usual time. Joan was in fifth form in high school, and that day, the Principal an- nounced to the class that a scholarship would be given to the pupil who passed with highest honours in the senior matriculation examinations at the end of the year. I will try for it, she thought, but she had rivals-Jean Durvan and Dennison Cranson were also going to try for the prize. Days passed on-Indian summer faded and old man winter put on his frosty garments. Christmas came, and with it came examinations. Joan studied hard and she ranked first in the class, she had beaten Jean and Dennison. The chill winter days passed slowly away. One cold day Joan came home from school at noon shivering and fevered, and her throat was very sore. The doctor was called, and he said that Joan had a very serious attack of diphtheria. She lay still on her bed, burning with fever for two long weeks, then slowly she began to recover. Very weak was the girl who had been so ill. Her days of convalescence were long and dull and dragged on through the last week of February into the first of March, seeming almost interminable. Then one day, about the middle of March, Joan was allowed to return to school. Never before had she been so glad to go back to her lessons. She knew it would be hard work at Hrst, but she managed to get her work up in a 31

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