St George High School - Harborlight Yearbook (St George, ME)

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FAIRYLAND IN REALITY L9 The silence of the lonely but very lovely path was broken only by the rustling of leaves and the chlrping of the birds and animals Once in a while, a bird fluttered by or a squirrel was seen at work storing away his food for winter The bright autumn sunlight, and the crisp air, the prospect of a trip up the mountain side along a beautiful path made one feel glad to be alive The path up the mountain was not steep, but enough so as to be breathtaking if one is just concentrating on reaching the top On such a trip as thls, however, it is difficult, to walk steadily, for the acorns, looking like Frenchmen with their jaunty little caps placed at an angle, gust invite you to stop, pick them up and take them with you Once the summit has been reached and you look down from the mountain, you often wonder how a world that can contaln such scenes as this, such peace and unbelievable beauty, can The city in the dlstance resembles a toy and beyond it one can see for miles and miles the highways and cars all looking so harmless and unimportant, but each one holding someone, who, no matter how unimportant, has his little part to play in this great world of ours The autumn trees on the mounta'n side, cast their shadows on the water where the currents play, causlng different shades of blue to ripple over the surface, interrupted only by the rainbow colored islands From the top of this mountain, our world looks like a fairyland in which everyone lives happily ever after Joan Wilson '53 My bonnie looked into the gas tank, The height of its contents to see She lit a small match to assist her Oh, bring back my bonnie to me Ida had a little lamp, It was well trained no doubt For everytime that Bobby called, The little lamp went out also have within it wars and ugliness.

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L8 AN EPITAPH ON 5 RUSH RUNNING BQARD A dependable car, as you all know, Is very hard to find, Of the chosen few, I own a Ford, The very finest kind. She'll never blow a gasket, The motor'l1 never lag. I've junked my two-cell battery, She's running on the mag. Never need an extra tire, Run her on the rim She'll never burn a bearing out, She'll never need a shim We never need a footbrake Just cramp her into low Shove her into high again, And watch the old thing go 'e e never need a windshield, never use a top have no use for floorboards, drag our feet to stop Dependable, reliable, I've held her to the floor For forty thousand million mlles, She's good for plenty more Robert Skoglund '53 AN EXCITING NIUHT It is about two o'clock Sunday morning everybody is in bed asleep and it is peaceably quiet Suddenly a terrible, blood curdling scream awakens the whole household Daddy 18 out of bed and racing in the dark toward my cousin's bedroom where the screaming is coming from He flnds her sitting up in bed in a state of horror She claims that a rat has been in her room running up and down her bed By this time somebody has turned the light on and shut the door A complete investigation of the room reveals no rats or mice In the meantime downstairs my brother is resting very uncomfortably with all the bedclothes over his to the commotion upstalrs and is trylng to flnd bed with him Attention is brought downstairs by n'ama, come ge s thing ou of my be ' The thing in his bed turned out to be his which he had taken to bed with him Now once again everybody is in bed but y stalrs and my cousin is in bed wlth her younger slster has quieted down and everybody is hoping for a good night's sleep Luclnda Polky '56 head listening out what is in his hollerlng, coon skin hat brother is up , We We . N w . s r.. ' t thi 1: d.' 0 m - ' ' ' . It

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THE SHOES These shoes began in a queer sort of way, In a factory on Main Street one brfert sunny day m l of n N le tl r as tllcl in the lr, Ard Je soot our FOSWGCtlVP b by sroes here That poor bit of leather sure went through the mill, It was cut, it was pressed, and soueezed fit to kill In both of their sides they punched llttle holes, Then they tacked on their heels and stunned on thelr After they were polished and each had a new tonvue, Their two fisted maker declared them done Next they were wrapped in two layers of tissue, Stuck 1D a box, Now to continue the lssue The shoes were shipped by freicht to a store In Rockland, where they soon saw ouantltles more That people would admire, buy, and then wear, The shoes were bought by a real nlce lady, Who, a short while avo, as blessed 1th e oabv My, how proud th f were rhen they got the nevs That they were b by's first pair of shoes Lfdia MacK1nnon JUST 4 U U R 2 Good -I-Gotton I m in a 10 der mood 2 day Q feel poetic 2 4 fun I'll just off a llne A send it off 2 U I m sorry U ve been 6 O Long, but don't B d1sconsol8 Just bear your ills ith 40 2d, 6 they on t seem so A NON E MOUS soles sri? The s.el -e' a xe w.- 1' I 4 a' A . v o . ' , a . I t . Q J v1 Q O 4. 1 V ' I V' ' gj LJ Until they were replaced by a brand new pair. , r w - w' M l ' . Q1 M Y . ,J , ,. . ., ow-, , 2, , a 1 . , J o , I - I 3 . . 53 2 B ' q- I 9 9 - . A- ' 5 -- . I s , , -- 9 If - - v wry ' A -I .