Rangeley High School - Tattler Yearbook (Rangeley, ME)

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IN MEMUIQIAM HARRY C. RIDDLE The Pack is too hard on the shoulders, The feet are too slow on the trail, The log that was blazing, hut smoulders And gone is the zest from the tale. The Silver Canoe-and who guesses What Paddle is plied at the stern? It comes in the .silence that blesses Through forest of cedar and fern, It glides to a lake in the nzountains As hlue as the skies that are fair And fed by the purest of fountains, A lake of the woodlands, and there, I'-3 Oh, pathfinder, eragsnian, frontierman, Your cabin is ready for you, For peace is the goal of the steersnian, The bourne of the Silver Canoe.

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IN ADIDIQECIATI N After twenty-one years of faithful service as superinten- dent of the Rangeley schools and Union No. 37, Mr. Irish last fall was forced to resign because of ill health. A firm believer in the dignity of the individual, he always main- tained a helpful and co-operative attitude toward his tea- chers and was ever concerned for their welfare and for that of the schools. A progressive thinker, he was well aware that man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but a thinking reed. All our dignity con.sists in thought. By it we must ele e ourselves, and not by space and time which we cannot' ll. Minds are not conquered by love and gen- erosity. And it is thus that we think of Arthur Irish, as we wish hirn and Mrs. Irish, and Margaret and Iimmy the best of luck in the years to come.

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