Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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Over The The And The The They 'Tis SUNRBE lN'HH.COUNTRY the distant eastern hills Dawn is breaking fastg crows of the cocks and the honking of geese Have awakened the farmers at last. cows are Wmooingn impatiently As they wait to be milxed and fed, a high-pitched whinny is clearly heard From down in the old horse shed. smell of fragant flowers sweet Attracts the buzzing beesg songs of bluebirds and robins gay Come happily from the trees. all are happy, singing songs To praise the sunny climeg sunrise in the country Wln the good old summertimeu O Ken Richards SUNSET When the sun's last rays Have gone behind the hill, And everyone is going home From hard work in the mill, When the whippoorwill begins to call His mate in the tall white birch And the gentle breeze of evening stirs The hoot owl from its perch, Then is the time for resting, For quiet peace screneg Then is the time when cares and fears Vanish like a dream. Ken Richards

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-7 MCTHER KNOWS BEST! One day last summer, Barbara Gillis and I decided to go swimming at Brown's Pond. The air was rather hazy, and my mother said we nadn't better go because it was going to rain. She thought that there would be a tnunderslower. Doing about as I pleased, anyhow, I started on my way down to 3ar1ara's house. The only tklnj I were was my red bathing suit. I met Barbara at ner house, and then we headed for the pond. ' As we passed tne red bcrn or East Street, Duell's bull was out in the road to greet us. We were so scared that we could hardly move. Ie was very ufly and kept looking at ne. Yes, I 'i':5l'f1,1'iS Hfavorite color on. '.'.'e didn't Ynow what to do. Ho Tas stamping on the ground and making terrific groans. All of a suiden he started to cane towards me. We turned around and ran as fast as we could. Soon it was raining hard, and we finally reached DarLara's house. The bull was still in sight, but we didn't care as long as we were out of his roack. The first thing I thought of was, 'il-Iother 'gnerfs bcstl' DorotLy Preble '45 THE TRAFFIC POLICEMAN like had had a hard day. lt seemed to him that there was more traffic since rationing had started than less. He had jiven out quite a fet free tickets that day. They wercn't tickets to the ?olicenan's Ball either. Ucarily he was trudjing home. is he neared his house he saw his wife come out and go in the opposite direction without saying a vorg. fe found on arriving tone that his supper was all ready but there wgs only one olace set. like finished his supper, and still there '1'. fps no sign of his wife. Uhcre coulf she bc? Had she left Hin? fike started thinking about :ll the things he new said or done that day. He could ttink of nothing tint . . should make his wife angry. Finally, just as he hen d footstojs on the front porch, it came to him. Kc Bad fifon his wife a ticket for going through a red light test morning! Ierbert Lamb '45

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'X MY DEBUT AS A SINGQNG COWGIRL I hope the story I shall now relate will interest you all. It concerns the first time I ever sang with my brothers' cowboy outfit, and, as you will see, it wasn't as simple as one might think. I had always wanted very much to sing with them, but my brother always informed me that I was too young, even though he always made me sing with him at home. However, I waited patiently until one night when we had sung to- gether very well. Then, to my suprise, he said, nWell, I guess we'll have to sing that on our next show.H To say the least, I glad, and I said to myself, Boy, just what I've been uniting for.n Friday, August seventh, dawned bright and clear.fHns was my big day, so I had my hair fixed and yet some elodrs that would resemble those of a cowgirl. The show was in the Y.H.C.A. in Athol, and the crowd was very good. The Hboys2 that is,uThe Red River Rangersn and uLorraine, The Yodeling Sweetheartn, were the pedbrm- ers. I sat down in the front row, having about as bad a case of sta,efri3ht as anyone could have. My teeth were chattering as badly asifit were January instead of Aqnwt. Ty friends were trying to console me and Ubuekn me up,but I guess I didn't appreciate them very much. I was positive I would do something to disgrace myself, like starting on the wrong key, forgetting the words, or having my voice breab Finally, however, I was on the stage and all set to sing the song, which was called HJust Beeauseng but after a couple of glances at the audience, I was ready to pass out. You'd be surprised to know what a feeling itis to be upon s stage with about two hundred geople looking at you as if you were a curiosity from the zoo. I decided the audience was no place to look if I wanted to get through the song, so I concentrated on the nmiken instead because that didn't make faces at me as ble people did. . At last I finished, and I dashed off the stage with my face looking like s sunset on a rod brick house. To my surprise the audience actually seemed to like it, and they elapsed for an encore. Afterwards, several people congratulated me, and I was so embarrassed I could hardly say nthanksvn Thus ended my debut. Ruth Hcwbury '45