Siskiyou Union High School - White and Gold Yearbook (Weed, CA)

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MY LOVE HONORABLE MENTION One day I met a maiden Coming down the lane I stopped and tipped my hat And then I asked her name. I found she was a lady Who lived a mile away I made a date with Mary And went there next day. We went strolling clown the path Then she played and sang I thought her very Wonderful And then the church bells rang. Ah! now twenty years have gone Thar I have spent with Mary Of course we're not quite alone For there are Sam and Harry. Now that's the story of Mary and me How we met and loved, and Wed How we've come through many happy years But would I were a bachelor instead. BETTY Lou ECKERT MCCLOUD HIGH SCHOOL 24

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W, , near their guns, their concentration strained to the breaking point. Then Slade spoke, Well, Bill, what do you say now?,' Bill answered, I still say the same Slade, you're a cheating coyote and I aim to rid the world of your ugly carcass! If you didn't just come out here to talk, go for your gun! For a moment Slade's shifting eyes seemed to rest at a point above Bill's head and then quite suddenly he changed from an arrogant hawknto a cringing cur. He whined, Well, Bill, I guess you got me. Reckon I'll be gettin' out of town. With his left hand he slowly unbuckled his gun belt and dropped the weapon in the dust at his feet. Then he backed away a few steps and turned and fled toward his horse in front of the saloon at the lower end of the town. With a leaping thrill in his heart Bill realized that as soon as he got a drink and his legs quit shaking he could go on out to Nelson's and get his boy and tell him that when a man has courage to stand up for his rights that no harm will befall him. And the kid, hurrying on his way was deciding in his heart that his dad would never know that what Slade's roving eyes came to rest on as they stood opposite each other in the street, were the cool blue eyes of Bill's boy and the ugly round muzzle of a squirrel rifle looking out of the branches over the false front of Hurley's store, ready to blow him to oblivion at the first move he made toward his gun. MARION WILEY, MCCLOUD HIGH SCI-toot.. THE SEA SECOND PLACE POEM Silent, mysterious, fathomless, it lies ---- the sea. The calm depths veil their secrets and lie hidden to the eye. The sea-gull wheels above the deep and screams his morunful cry. Ruthless, unresisting, irrepressible, it lies ---- the sea. Many the ships that have gone down its waves, Many a man lies, the sea-bed his grave. Undeniable, ageless, defying, it lies ---- the sea. Many a time it has washed on its shore, The hulks of the ancient galleons of yore. Peaceful, calmly, still, it lies ---- the sea. Many the storms this old sea has weathered Many the souls King Neptune has gathered. Contented, ancient, quietly, it lies ---- the sea. Though it lies there so calmy, no aid will it lend. And the relentless, cold sea, will remain to the end. BLANCHE I-IARDER '47, WEED HIGH SCHOOL. 23

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