Spaulding High School - Red and White Yearbook (Rochester, NH)

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THE RED AND WHITE ' 25 POLITELY ANN WARBURTON, '59 When Goldilocks went calling On the Little Baby Bear And spoiled his bowl of porridge And sat holes into his chair. I hope she hurried home again For others nice and new And took them back politely To the Baby Bear. Don't you? THE PURPLE COW DAVID MORRISON. '59 I never saw a purple cow, I never hope to see one. But this I will say anyhow I'd rather see than be one. STUDYING ALAN WEINSTEIN, '53 There was a little boy, Who liked to fool in school. One day the teacher said, You must obey the rule. No fiddling, or fooling, or funny stuff, That's not the thing to do. Just study your Work carefully And then you will be through. After he had studied, He got a great big HA. And all because the teacher said, tAM01'6 work and much less play. A man put his hand in his pocket Pulled out an old-fashioned locketg Said, Upon my life, lt's too good for my wife, I'll go down to the pawn shop and hock it. KATHLEEN OSGOOD, '59. EASTER. FAIRIES BARBARA MEATTEY, '59 Easter Fairies run and dance, While tiny fawns around them pranceg Elves are hopping on their way, Happily on a warm spring day. The elves have bells upon their toes, The fairies are decked in gossamer bows They ride on Howers of lovely May, Happily on a warm spring day. LIMERICKS l There once was a lady from Wales Who wore her black hair in two tailsg They fell to her feet And dragged on the street So she snipped them both off amidst wails SIDNEY LEAVITT, '58. There was once a puppy from Dover Who slept all night in some cloverg He loved it so much That just at its touch He would roll over, and over, and over LEON HALL, '59. SUMMER ELEANOR JACQUES, 'ss Summer is here And the sun is bright, The sky is clear And flowers are in sight. The days are warm As the children play, On the lawn With baby May. The children play ball And May learns to catch it, Every time she lets it fall She knows she has to fetch it.

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. 1- ' yd , P sf, o O AX. Wood Waste ALAN WEINSTEIN, '58 The United States is at times heed- less of its many blessings! Consider what is happening to our forests. Years ago our country was blessed with miles and miles of virgin wood- land. Today, most of this land is covered with cities and towns. This denotes progress to be sure, but what is happening to our forests? Wood is used principally in building and construction. People take wood for granted, little realizing the time and effort even a woodcutter uses in se- lecting the right tree. If the tree is defective the cutter's time has been wasted. Then, too, does your lum- berjack replace the tree with new ones? It is only lately lumber com- panies are doing that and it is to be hoped it is not too late. Careless campers, too, are responsible for our woodland waste. Fires, not com- pletely extinguished, are a major cause for forest fires. A lighted cig- arette thrown from a speeding car has caused hundreds of forest fires. States have run all kinds of cam- paigns to arouse in the people the responsibility they have in keeping our forests safe. It seems to be do- ing some good but until everyone as- sumes responsibility then our coun- try will still continue its wasteful ex- travagance concerning wood. One day our country will realize the harm its people has done to its countryside and forests. Let us hope that it will not be too late. HOW T'I-IE FLOWERS GROW PAUL PROULX, '59 First a seed so tiny Hidden from the sight, Then two pretty leaflets Struggling toward the light, Soon a bud appearing Turns into a flower, Kissed by golden sunshine, Washed by silver showerg Growing sweeter, sweeter. Every happy hour! Kissed by golden sunshine, Washed by silver shower. DANDELIONS PATRICIA LowD, '59 I know why the dandelions go to sleepy The days are growing long and hot, But the fairies want some parasols When they go to seek the shadiest spot The dandelion heads stand tall and white The breezes give them one little blow, And millions of parasols all complete Float off the fairies. See! Just so, SPRING'S BIRDS JOHN MEADER, '59 Beautiful spring is here againg Here the bluebird, lark, and Wren, Back the robin and the sparrow, Here the hawk, swift as an arrow. The bobolink will be coming soon And the handsome tuxedoed loon. The loon has a weird, strange call. Ho is my favorite bird of all. 1

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N --. Xx D Q O 0 0 q E 59 ,fx -lar 'l. I'y'M?'l Q P We WIN o O q O il, . 55 Wu Zigi soil Q S L, ' X xx x WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY? What does little birdie say, In her nest at peep of day, Let me fly, says little birdie Mother, let me Hy away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger So she rests a little lcnger, Then she flies away. Robert Cilley '53 XTXX R -. xii X :X xy X Xxx Q FIREFLY , X to X. XA little light is going by X 4 h. k, ' .. X y Is going up to see t Q s 5, X E. f ix A little iight with wings. 5 ,yi 1 x it M XX I never coulcl have thought of it, , .I A ij! X To have a little bug all lit -Sf i I QE IL N And mutle to go on wings. All i I ' CN or Jacqueline Leonarcli '59 'jj Y l il f f i l I tl 1 1 I L+-. s . ' ' 'i ny, I I ,y If ff. ' l l f 1' 'l 'ff 1 l THE Ftoxxftm lt ,gr ' 1 1 On my way to school le Y today i i, I found a :lower in the way. l l. , THE RAINBOW it was so Fwy Where l I I . . , it stood X X , 1 A. mmbow 15 fi Pretty sight. I couldnt take ir l l l Tis the reflection of the sun, from the Wood ' N ,l - - when through the water Clear it Shines: On my way home from lil lil 53 1 2 ! In many different colored lines. whom today l X I Nllfl l C The-se lines are ted and orange, too, I didn-I see it in 'll f Yellow, anti green, and also blue, the Way ll e W l W , Together with a Purple. hue' 1 Someone took it from where it stood ' ll N 1. Jule La Roche 59 That pretty flower in ll I I 'j ---res-. - . the wood. N X ' I J Janice Wiley '59 l 'l . 41.5 I I I ' . e is I I - V' .- ,Q '7:'3f':. iffy -Eofilir