Princeton Day School - Link Yearbook (Princeton, NJ)

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The west wind crept up from the river valley, streaming through the cool dark forests. Overhead, the clouds moved along the upper reaches in confusion. They fell away, swirled, twisted in the eddying air currents. The wind rushed through a long low range of mountains, at times near the snowy peaks, at times in the flower-dotted stephills. lt searched, aching after contentment somewhere over the horizon. Descending from the heights, the wind circled a green hill. lt was a still, strong hill - almost a mountain in size but defi- nitely a hill in countenance. The west wind arched once toward the sun, then settled into the high meadows where the goatherds play their haunted pipes. Brita Light

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Pam Orr Once upon a time there was a lovely fawn - all graceful and gay - who enjoyed the meadow and the forest, playing gentle games with her animal friends. She was skillful at making things and es- pecially generous with her per- sonal property and shared what she had with the other animals. She did not seem at all upset, when, for example, one of the other animals, the flying squirrel, had an accident when he borrowed something of hers. Life among her friends in the forest was happy and carefree. From time to time the fawn would wander away from the area of the forest where she lived. As she was young, the other animals worried about her safety and feared the pos- sibility that she might become too sophisticated for them. However, the fawn would return, unharmed, unchangedg she remained generous and happy as before. The animals then said to each other, We were foolish. We were wrong. Let's let her know. Let's let her know tonight. Moral: It's cheaper to tell a fawn after six p. m. 59