Potter Academy - Wreath Yearbook (Sebago Lake, ME)

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He sllpped hls arm around her and whispered close to her ear, 'My chlld, l have searched for many long years, and in many different places and I've finally found her. l felt ln my heart all along that she wasn't dead, and now I know for sure. She'll be eager to see you in the morning after she has rested. Chris said ln a weak voice, 'You mean that this is my mother? My real mothesr' -Her father just nodded hls head. Chrlstlnla looked once more at the lovely woman asleep on the hed and then she knelt down and her lips moved as lf in prayer, and the only words to be heard were, Mother, my mother. Carlene Wight '52 Friends Friends are like the fleeting day, So hrlefly known, so suddenly lost. By change of fate they drift away Llke ships at sea, whose paths we've crossed. Lingering as day fades out To make their last farewell and depart, They go their ways, but not without Leaving their memories in each heart. Roberta Gilliam '54 44

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About noon she walked to the top of the ledge overlooklng the ocean. She noticed the wlnd was blowing harder than lt dld durlng the mlddle of the day ln good weather and she saw the clouds were dark and were packed close together. Chris knew that lt was golng to storm before nlght and reallzlng lt made her shlver and fear seemed to selze her. She returned to the house and trled to keep her mlnd on her sewing, but she douldn't keep herself away from the window. Each tlme she looked out the sky was darker and the wlnd was blowing harder. At six-o-clock she took the lanterns from a peg on the wall and llt them and started down to the dock. As she stepped outslde a gust of wlnd, raln, and snow struck her ln the face and nearly knocked her off her feet. Chrls pulled her cape closer around her and started down the path toward the boathouse. She hung the lanterns, and stook looking out into the maze of black whlch seemed to enfold her, but she saw nothing and heard only the wlnd. Chrlstlnla returned to the dimly llt kltchen and put the kettle of soup a llttler nearer the flre so lt would be good and hot when her father came back, lf he dld come back. At this thought, she nearly dropped the coffee. She hadn't thought of lt untll just now, but lf he dldn't come back, she would be left entirely alone wlth no one to love her or take care of her. She had often wlshed for a mother and she had dreamed of belng able to talk to and love a mother but she never had one and her father had tried to be both to her. She sat down ln the corner by the ehlmney and crled for a long tlme. Then she remembered what her father had told her a long time ago. He sald that she must be brave and face verythlng with her chin up. She dried her tears and looked at the clock for the mllllonth time. lt was elght o-clock: that meant he was two hours late. She put more wood on the fire and looked out the windows but there was nothlng to be seen. At tea o-clock she was beside herself with worry, and the wind had grown stronger, and lt shook every timber ln the old house. Chrls went agaln to the dock and stood with her back to the hoathouse to keep the wlnd from blowing her away. She kept watching and waltlng for a slgn of llfe and hope to emerge from the lnky darkness. lt seemed to her years before she heard a volce faintly calllng, and she wasn't sure lf lt belonged to her father or someone else lost ln the storm. She only thought of helplng so she took one of the lanterns from the post and swung lt back and forth llke the pendulum on the clock. Chris heard the volce grow stronger as the boat came closer, and she saw the large fog llght shlnlng through the fog and raln. The boat came closer and she saw lt was her father and a wave of joy and rellef swept over her. She helped tle the rope to the dock and then she rushed up to glve hlm a hearty welcome. As she dld, she saw htm put his fingers to hls llps and motioned for her to be stlll. l-le took her hand and led her to the cabln on the boat. When she stepped lnslde, he pointed to the bed. Chrlstlnla held the lantern a llttle hlgher and closer to the hed to get a better look. What she saw was a shock. She would have thought nothlng about looking ln a mlrror and seelng herself, but here she was standlng ln a cahln on a boat looking down lnto the face of a woman who looked exactly like Chris. lt made her wonder lf she was dreaming or something, and she turned to her father wlth a questlonlng look ln her eyes. 43

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