Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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THE STUDY HOUR CA parody on The Children's Hour with apologies to Longfellow., Between my French and chemistry classes When my spirit begins to lower, ' Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as my study hour. From my seat I see in the school room, My classmates surrounded by books, Grave Laura, and laughing Rosemary, And Leo of mischievious looks. A whisper, and then a silence Yet I know by the boys' merry eyes They are plotting and planning together fd saga mlb To take Mr. Arnold by surprise. The sudden throw of an eraser ', 'I 5 The usmackn of chalk against the wall! '1-:O- fxqgyxx' By the one door left unguarded, I They escape into the hall! ' But don't you know, you noisy boys, That you're headed for a fall, , In Because such a man as Mr. Arnold .q.,-u-KX Is quite a match for you all. He'll put you away in his office, ' And keep you after school, And you will ever rue the day That you began to fool! Ruth Newbury '45 INSOMNIA ET:-Q: Now do you ever stop to think Fw -9'-I On nights when you can't sleep a wink ' That soon the sun'll come o'er the brink And make the world a rosy pink? ,5E L!! I QS' .vp 4 , 5 If then you W111 decide to try Tee-ox To stay an-1al:o to see the sky 5 And watch the sun 'till it gets high, You'll fall asleep--the same as I. Laura Knowles '46 ff!! XXX3

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A MOTHER CAT Qffrrfq A mother cat with ner little brood Qfagigif Seems ever in a happy mood. QLJQAQA The mother oat sings all night long. ,f 7e'K I wonder what can be her song. ,Q ,g 1,5 ft -E5 ,. What is she thinking as she washes each furry'head'j y CQ W Settled so comfortably in a box 'neath my bed?,t51j Wtfi QQ 4- ,1 'f fl.1.i:. 1- if x What does she think when appears the strange'dewn 'ff'q Qf, Of that morning a week after they're born ,,n ,gage -1 When amid wonders they open their eyes? ,g,Q- 4555 I don't know, for she just patiently lies Q,ynp kqfqa And never gives me a hint of her thought. VMVQQ' xWff.g3x Does she know of the joy that she has brought' l Into this tedious life which is mine? For I love very much my cats--all nine. Laura Knowles '46 SUNRISE The stars are getting lighter 'f if The east is getting brighter. C4 N, O'er the hill there comes f ' X3 z To the roll of silent drums ,jig ,.' 5 The sun with all its glory fl LL Q t,g.1 Beginning a new day of life's story.'X I, 1LjQlghK'L1R,A7 Before you really see the sun RTrsfEJi::l41x.,f Ani?if,k7+fj f Colored lights all seem to run ,fff 43 ! Lg4f,fU55: ?5 Ahead, as heralds, to make way ' l,s:g5!Ti gl lg f For the coming of the day. f5Qlffi 5 'Q' ? ,f'-'X 1 F. xg.. Q:-Q it When at last it does appear, . i l ' 4, il It seems to bring the truth so near. if It bathes the world with all its light, Cleansing away the evils of the night. It brings to many hope anew, Sorrow and tears to only a few. As I sit here, I hope and pray That always and forever there'll come a new day! Laura Knowles '46

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LEARNING yn. DIVE Have you ever awakened at 5 a.m. with the thrilling thought of dashing into the cold, clear water, as the sun is just coming over the tip of the highest pines? The lake shore, rough with jagged stones, looks inviting as I merely peer down the woody path. There goes reveille. Time to get up! I see Ann peekirxg over the top cover. She must be having a time trying to get up, too. Oh! Oh! There's Dorisfs foot. I wonder where the rest of her is. I know they are laughing to themselves as they pre- tend to be unable to awaken. Surely they must by now be recall- ing last nightfs dare. How easy and simple it had looked then!! It was with more courage than judgment that I had accepted their challenge and said, Hall right, I'll try anything once.u I decide that it's now or never, so I slowly dress and go down to the shore of the lake, like a prisoner going to his doom. Well, at last I reach the top step--the last step between me and that fatal plunge. All of a sudden Ilm scared. Why? Well, who wants to visit Davy Jones, especially one as young as I? Therels the instructor. She'll push me, I know. I'd better jump. Splash!! A feeling of desperation comes over me now. I struggle blindly in my attempt to once more reach the surface. It must happen very soon now, or I fear I never will touch that surface again. Oh, that water tastes awful! Why didn't someone tell me what it would be like? - Wading slowly to Ann and Doris, who have now appeared onthe shore,I hear wild comments but I continue resolutely up the path. Won't that bed feel good? I don't care if I never see w a t er again. 'f Shirley Preble '46 A LITTLE BROWN FORD Our friend Cooley has a little' brown ford When in it you ride you're never bored There's always something wrong with it You honestly think you'll have a fit Itfs either the lights, the gas, or the oil You get so mad youid think he'd boil. But dear little Cooley takes it all with a grin A date with Judy of course he'll win Ma ,lwlhl When he stops his car, he has a fear fiii'Qf! Ti? 225525 Do you really think it'll stay in gear? kwj 7 So with these facts we'll leave him alone 'Lxa yirx .JQQQ1 And hope and pray that he makes it home! ' I Shirley Preble '46