Standish High School - Crimson Rambler Yearbook (Standish, ME)

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That afternoon the first part of the game was decidedly in Marie's favor--and no one was surprised. During one of the rest periods, however, Sally happened to look up and caught Joan's eyeq Joan coiled: Never mind, Sally, what could you expect? In the next set Sally suddenly found herself. She electrified the audience by her astonishing plays. The rest of the game was hers! As Betty and Joan hurried up to congratulate her, they saw Sally posing for the newspaper cameras with the Pembrook Cup in her arms. ' . Barbara Higgins '54 il iliillll lil!

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, n 2 an n V M '.4 ,,,- , ?gigF55iS' . wx 5 i f f -1.-...-- X cf if 09'1?'fe4N3, fl 'sp-, i s '4 -9 ,,. gil gd.- in .,-j,Q x -t - X' After All nWel1 Jo, who are you betting on to win the finals tomorrow?n asked Betty Sanderson of her friend Jaan Curwood, as the two were walking homo from the tennis courts. nOh, Marie, of course,H returned Joan,ualthough I hate to see her get the cup.U 'It was the first day of the Colborn annual tennis tournament, and Marie Mollison was to play against Sally Lincoln for the Pembrook Cup in the final game the next afternoon. Marie was something of a snob and was liked by neither the girls nor the boys of Colborn, but ncvQytEg1C55,' she was regarded as by far, the best playef in the women's singles this year. Sally Lincoln had won over her apponent only by the greatest of good fortune, for she had not been expected to last the first day out. uStill, if we could only wake her up, she might make an effort.and at least take some of the glory away from Marie,u mused Betty. The next day found the two girls at Sa1ly's home, doing their humble best to nwake her up.H nIt's a shame, Sally, that you have to play Marie. No girl in town can beet her,U remarked Joan, .PBut we'l1 be cheering you just the same,n put in Betty, nCan't you just see Marie posing with that lovely cup, for the cameras?n she added mournfully. nOh, well, after all--it may not be Marie who does the posing,n said Sally. ' After all, it may not,H agreed Joan, as they left.

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A WALK THROUGH NATURE Awakening earlier than usual one morning, I was seized with a desire to go for a walk in the woods, and having always been an ardent admirer of nature, I quickly decided favorably on the clan. I dressed hastily, and then after eating a lunch and storing some more away in my oocket, I sei camera and started forth. R zed my new kodak The grass was a glistening carpet of silver, and as I had nothing thick on my feet, they were soon Wet t birds were all striving to out do each other, and wild notes seemed to strike deeo into my soul, cause feelings of which only the beauty of nature I took my first picture when a robin oerc began to search for worms. He was a beautiful tn me like a flower in a barren land. to the picture seemed to oortray sti solendor of nature. I was aroused f by a whir of wings, and glancing up, weaving his way among the stately tr as quickly as he had anveared. rom this s sa? a part ees. He d The Ull ll more, the unna hrough. The the sweet, as well as to is canable. hed fe on a limb llow and seemed or which he added tchable silent awe acefully ed almost ate of idge gr isaooear t r The bushes now having dried somewhat, I left the path and began to follow a brook which I knew would lest me to Bear Serin This was a great stanning rrcuni for the wood folk, and I hoped to get some good nictures there The brook se ted to be full of trout and I stooned often to watch them dart and glide about in the clear blue water. They seemed like children slaying as they would rush quickly in one direction, and then as ruickly change it. And now as I was nearing my destination, more caution, hoping to take so e of the littl I oroceeded with e folk by sur- prise. I crept to the edge, barted the bushes with care, and there about a hundred feet from me, stood the most-hunted being df nature, a-beautiful buck deer. His stately head was held aloft and he seemed to be surveying the land with haughty dis- dain. Suddenly his body seemed to stiffen, and with a snort. he bounded away, but not until I had taken a oioture of him, for it was the Click of The camera thot had startled him. I returned home well satisfied with myself and quickly de- cided that there is nothing so beautiful as drama enacted by the denizens of the forest. Roland Lewis '33. QS