Princeton Day School - Link Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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The sleek black cat stretched and jumped off the green sofa to go examine the situation outside. She could see the sunlight coming through the trees, illuminating the leaves, and falling on the grassg clouds passed swiftly by on their Way .somewhere and the breeze came gently across her faceg she sat on a rock in the sun to Wonder about all she saw around her and Was glad. Smile. Cynthia Walsh

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,fy all 5 X Erik Heggen Cool jumpin' jack Rabbit rolled over a woody log in de deep ol' de forest. Seein' good old crazy cagey cocker-spaniel Carson, cool jumpin' jack jumped dovxn on his tail with a Hi, Aw, AW! Crazy Carson gave a start and, rollin' up his cheek, said Thay, you thilly thavage. After doing a couple of toe-steps around -iumpin' jack, he rolled all the way over on his back, giving a Das all, fokes. While in such a posi- tion, pretending to be asleep, cool Rabbit poured pine sap in his ear which strangled his mind and sent him down home for a spell. He died that night by the light of the sil very moon and the campfire jack had built for him to roast in. But, as the carcass dripped and browned, Carson's milk-white soul emerged, giving off the most God- damning din. It turned toward jack, eyes blazing, arms outstretching, his mouth mov ing, his breath uttering, Well, here I is again! 39 'E --'t ' www -:f? fi' N

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I Cindy Shoemaker The racoon threw a pebble into the tide pool and watched the ripples wave uncertainly. She began to look for a flat round pebble to skip across the quiet pool. just the day before she had watched a little boy skipping stones out to sea. Skintnting across the top they had made gentle little splashes until there was a tiny 'gluh' and they had sunk out of View. She found two flat stones and flicked them across the surface with her paw. They skipped and then sank and she decided to look for starfish instead. Leaning over until her nose was just tickled by the surface, the racoon peered intently into the water. Little grains of sand fell over one another as a tiny crab tried to bury itself deeper and there was a scurrying of sand snails. No starfish here, but there, half-buried, was another flat stone. She picked it up and hopped it across the pool. The sea, the sea, she murmured happily and wandered off in search of the white breakers. 41