Unity High School - Monitor Yearbook (Unity, ME)

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ANTIOCH BOARD Front row, left to right: B. Maxim, B. Maxim, M. Vickery, J. I'i-att, M. Myrick, Edi- tor-in-Chiefg R. Tweedie, D. Mason, A. Danforth. llaclq row, loft, to right: Mrs. Hicks, E. lirillard, G. Moody, J. Tozicr. .5 :W . .,... .,,,...,.....,.-. F 4 NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY Front row, luI't to i'ig'l1l,: li. liulley, E. Rollins, K. Fernald, ll. Myrick, D. Mason. llzu-lc row, loft lu rigglit: M. Myriclc, J. Pratt, R. Reynolds, M. Vic'koi'y, li. liennelmu, R. Slicrnlzm. I 'age Seventeen

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GLEE CLUB Front row, left to right: M. Stevens, B. Reynolds, S. Dinsmore, D. Mason, E. Bulley, li. Maxim, M. Rennebu, L. Dalton, M. Reynolds, J. Pratt. Second row, left to right: R. Reynolds, B. Myrick, B. Maxim, I.. Rennebu, E. Brillard. U. Thompson, ll. Reynolds, I.. Trull, M. Myrick, Mrs. Hicks. 'Fhird row, left to ripglit: IC. Vickery, M. Reynolds, J. Tozier, M. Vickery, E. VValker, I . Tozicr, R. Peppard, D. McKechnie, A. McCormick, Jr. falwsentj. ORCHESTRA Front row, lel't to right: J. Tozier, Miss Kelley. M. Reynolds. Second row, left to l'lt2'lllI li. NValker, li. Vickery, M. Vickcry. Page Sixteen

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POETRY :THE CLOCK I always hear the clock a-tickin', A-tickin' all the day, I wonder what makes a clock A-tick anyway? A The other day I took a clock Apart all by myself, 1 thought I'd never get it fixed An' hack on mother's shelf. My mother she come marchin' in And asked what I was doin'g I didn't want to tell her, For I knew somethin' was brewin'. Just takin' this old thing apart, I said and poked it with a stick, I was wonderin' if it had a heart That really made it tick. Robert Sherman '49 SCENES IN OCTOBER October's the month that follows September, A beautiful month that we all remember, The views that we see from 'way up on a hill Are scenes to remember with many a thrill. It's a month for an artist's easel and brush, To capture on canvas the wilderness' blush. The red, orange, and gold-colored leaves of the trees- That's a sight to hold in one's memories. Dots of evergreen trees show among the gold, Homes or rooftops set within beauty untold, Off in the distance snow-capped mountains in view, All 'neath a sky of bright azure blue. A picture with color so bright and so gay, LM Only October can truly display. ' When sunrise or sunset is added to this, 'Tis a glorious scene that we don't want to miss. Edward Walker '48 ORAL REPORTS There is one English lesson That is always sure to come, I know that it is dreaded By each and every one. I bite my nails and tap my feet, My heart trips like a hammer. When the chairman calls on me I stutter, stop, and stammer. Now my report is over, I gladly take my seat. Though the rest are making comments, I'in safe 'till another week. Kay Fernald '49 'FIF l WERE As I sit here by the cottage Listening to the murmuring pines, How 1 wish I were a poet And by writing could define All the beauty, all the grandeur Of the shore and of the lake. Or to be a landscape painter- What a picture I could make! I would try to show the colors Of the autumn season's dreamy I would try and paint the sunshine On the water as it gleams. I would try to bring the beauty Both by word and with my paint, If I only were an artist or a poet-I Which I ain't. Janice Pratt '48 XSUNSET TIME The world is so quiet at sunset timeg Even the crickets are still. The heavens are covered with blue and pink tints, And a purple shroud falls on the hill. The world is so peaceful at sunset timeg The birds have ceased their flight. The moon starts its journey across the sky, Yielding its golden light. The world is so thoughtful at sunset time, When the crimson glow floods the way, And the shadows that fall on the wooded hills Bring the close of another day. Marjorie Myrick '47 'kPu'blished in New England Anthology of High School Poetry. Page Eighteen