Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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THE FURLOUGH The long-looked-for letter at last arrives..., I We open and read it with eager eyes. LQQN Oh boy, his basic training is through, Xfff And he's coming home in a day or two. rqfx xiii' n. nf: Quickl we spread the word around XQZ! ji- P QA. 3 And call the relatives out-of-town. glad: Yes, he'll be home on tomorrow's train. fffx If that's not fast enough, he'll take a plane. !Q X GiILf ' So we rush around and ndo things up brownn W Uxfjgga For the arrival of the finest soldier in town.'fEEEfx U'XX We spruce up his room and bake him a cake, jjEj7 I X As we plan all his favorite dishes to make. JS 1 X . I I R' 41 v' But on the day he's to arrive, instead comes a card, H uMy leave has been cancelled, but don't take it hard.n So we regretfully lay our fine plans away With the hope that hefll come some other day. But to our great surprise on the very next day, In walks our soldier with smile so gay We ask: nHow could you?n And his reply to our call, Was: NThe Army just changed its mind. That's all.N Ruth Newbury '45 EEE JUNIORS -fm X f Our high school class of '45 Ly6y,, , Is full of fun and lots of Jive. 1-Wjajax ,-f'.2 Therefs Glenn who giggles all the time 2 ,,-4if! ,,f'!e And when rebuked sure hands a line. Effie . ff' HAY' And Jim, the sheik of all the class ,QL,,f L' Does try his wiles, but all alas. 6' 2 That Scotsman Eion won't agree X Is surely very plain to see. The lovers, John and Florence May, Need no advice from us we'll eay Then there is one whose name is Dwight, f'MxNVffml. Who drives his lizzie late at night. j aw- ' When Leo, Romeo of all gffipiv f Just rolls his eyes, the girls all fall. ggifdygf f There's Buzz, who always knows the answers yllri N',f And rates so high with all the dancers. xx ,f'5 ,n,,. Ruth Newbury, whose grades are high, As Grandma Hatter, learned to fly. You'll have to guess about the rest, But we believe our class is best. Doris Nelson '45

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THE DEATH OF 5 mg pog- He was about three weeks old when we first saw him,a.bundle of white fur. He was a Samoyed. Mother picked htm out of a litter of six. We couldn't have him until he before. She He grew and the most was eight weeks old, but mother chose his name long called him Muskwa, which is Indian for Little Bear. fact and learned many tricks. He was very smart faithful dog I had ever seen. If anyone left the house anytime of the day or night, he was close behind. No one could come near the house without our knowing it. He love for us in his gentle ways toward us all, and in responded to showed his the way he our pats and kind words for ten years. I thought of all these things now as I looked down atthc emaciated form of our pet. He had been ill for two weeks now, and for about a week mother had fed him by pouring broth into his mouth. We did not notice at first that anything was wrong. His hindlegs began to twitch, and we supposed it was because he was getting old. When he began to have fits, we called in the vet- erinarian, He said it was distemper, and a dog as old as Muskla didn't have much chance. We watched over him and tended him, but after the first'leek we could see that he was failing. Finally he could no longarget to his feet and we had to move him around. The last day we cared for him as usual, but he began to breathe in a strange way. When my mother went to feed him at noon, he had just died. There were no dry eyes in our home that afternoon, and even now after two years we still miss him. We had another dog,but no dog can take the place of our faithful Muskwa. Constance Burdett '46 MOONLIGHT QE WATER The As evening colors The Gave forth on the fringed with yellow light changed to night. rising, big and mellow lake a sheen of Yellow. landscape was moon that was I glanced at the lake which looked so clear, This moment contains a memory dear I could have remained beneath that spell But it was broken by a chiming bell. Ann Withington '46

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LATIN Bold Caesar conquered Gaul they say. What difference does it make today? He trained with care his host of ten And freedom took from Gallic men While Nero played the city burned. Why has the thought of that returned? Brave Hannibal marched down to Rome. We think he should have stayed at home. The Romans left us tales and myths Of gods and goddesses and nymphs. To study them and learn them too We think itfs silly. Now, don't you? I'm sure my teacher will agree That Latin is not meant for me. By now she knows itis wasted time To think that I'd compose a rhyme. Ann Withington LATIN Last year's Latin was just fun, This year's Latin is -- nAhemH! Writing sentences about the dead Learning words to store in my head. Caesar comes and Caesar I prefer the radio. Everyday when I arise goes I see verbs before my eyes. Hoping that my memory will last I Till the dangers of the class are past. Kathryn Brunelle '46 LATIN Miss McIntyre: If there is anyone here who does not understand today's Latin, please stand up. KAfter a few minutes Robert Belden-iLatin I's pride and joy--stands up., Miss McIntyre: nDo you mean to tell me that you don't understand today's assignment? Robert: UI understand that all right, but I don't want you to be the only one standing.n