Upper Kennebec Valley High School - Boreas Yearbook (Bingham, ME)

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18 BOREAS know, but he just couldn't get rid of that Marcia Clark. He had to dance every dance with her. She does that at all of the parties, and she even asked him to take her home! Jean told me so after they left. Oh yes, did you heal' about JeE Corners? Why he is going over to Mrs. Grey's every Saturday night, and her husband's only been dead a year. I'd be ashamed if I were she, wouldn't you? I never saw such goings on. Why this town will ruin all of our decent young people. I know, said Peg as the bus stop- ped, but I really have to go now. It was nice to see you. Do come over some evening. Oh thank you, gurgled Mrs. Green. I surely Will. Peg got off the bus and hurriedly went into Brown's. She saw the crowd ahead of her, several lines. There must be at least fifty people. She elbowed her way through the crowd and joined the shortest line. She waited for some minutes. Finally she was fifth in line. Five minutes later she stood at the counter. She looked at the clerk a- mazed. On the counter were several different kinds of cigarettes. VVhat brand, Miss? asked the clerk. Why-oh-er-oh my goodness! I'm at the wrong counter, mumbled Peg as she turned away. She made her way to another line, her face red with embarrassment. In practically no time there were several people behind her. Someone pushed, and Peg fell forward. She stumbled and hit the lady in front of her. Well, what do you think you're doing? You're not going to push me around. I'm staying right here. Don't you have any decency? asked the old lady crossly. Peg straightened up and Bang! the lady's elbow hit Peg squarely in the eye. I guess that'll hold you, grumbled the old lady, Peg's eye was swelling and she could feel it getting sore. She glanced at a mirror near her. She had a beauti- ful scarlet eye. In a few minutes it would be a marvelous shiner . The crowd moved slowly on. Exact- ly thirteen minutes later Peg emerged, battle-scarred, from the throng with her box of Kleenex tucked safely un- der her arm. B. Lane '46 PK Dk Ik PF WOODLAND STREAM I have a favorite spot in the woods Where I always like to go. It's beside a bubbling brook Where the water is extra low. It seems as if all the animals Like to go down there to drink And there are a few who live there Such as the slippery mink. My favorites though are quite timid That is, the doe and her fawn. I hardly ever see them Except in the early dawn. 'lhere is also the large racoon. With his paws he catches fish. Although I should not prefer them raw, He thinks it a tasty dish. There are many other animals Who this quiet pool like to view And I like to go there best of all When I am feeling blue. J. Palmer '48

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BOREAS 17 to look at the rest of the group, a new bewilderment followed. He knew the room, his brother, but he stared at the rest. Then young Doctor Sawyer knew that the time had come. Now he could begin to work with the patient who found himself, but lost the mem- ory of thirteen years. Iklklkt THE SUNNY HILLS OF CONCORD MY HOME The sunny hills of Concord Are the best for you and me. f 'lhe scenery is the finest From Maine to 'I'ennessee. The trees you find are many, All kinds are to be seen, Maple, ash, and hemlock, And all the evergreen. The spring hnds all leaves budding, The summer finds them brightg In autumn they are glorious. ln winter trees are white. in winter there are sleigh rides, 1've never had such fun, 'lhe harness bells are tinkling And how the horses run! 'ine gardening starts out easy, All you do is throw the seedsg But the only thing I hate is Pulling up the weeds. 'lhen there comes the haying, 'Ihe animals must eatg But please don't start yelling, When the thistles pierce your feet. Then comes the harvesting, Potatoes must be dug. Be sure and wipe your shoes outside Don't dirty up the rug. The sunny hills of Concord Are the best for you and me. The scenery is the finest From Maine to 'I'ennessee. A. Cahill '48 4: ir as xr WHAT A LINE! It was gossip all over town by now. Peg Hardy had a black eye! She had been down town when she got it. But then, let's start at the beginning, The rumor had started Saturday morning when Mrs. Avery had called Peg to tell her the news. Did you know they really have some at Brown's? I got some myself this morning and then I sent John down to get me some more. But you'll have to hurry, Peg, because they won't last long, said Mrs. Avery. Oh, have they really? I'll go right down. Thanks for telling me. Good- bye, replied Peg. She slammed the receiver and hur- riedly dried the rest of the dishes. Snatching the coat nearest her, she ran out the door like a whirl-wind. When she got to the corner, the bus had just left and she had to wait fif- teen whole minutes for the next one. Finally the bus arrived and Peg board- ed it, but there were so many people already there that she had to stand. At the next stop Mrs. Green got on and made her way toward Peg. Hello, Peg, Did you hear about that awful Clark girl? She was over to Jean's party last night and she act- ed so nice and polite, but I didn't let that fool me. I know her type. Why, when they started dancing she just hung on to that Batcher boy. She wouldn't let go. He likes Jean, you

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BOREAS 19 PRIZE SPEAKING PICTURE Standing: G. Croteau, R. Whitman, E. Henderson, E. Guay, L. Bridges, J. Ingra- ham, C. McCarty. Seated: S. Begin, L. Chasse, R. Boynton, P. Beane, S. Keene, B. Lane, B. Tibbetts. PRIZE SPEAKING Prize speaking was held at the Colby Theatre on March 23, 1945, with the following speakers competing: Bertha Lane . . . Wanted, An Income Taximeter Philip Beane .,.. No Absenteeism on the Battlefront Sandra Keene Brothers Take a Bow James Ingraham ,. Poplar, Tree of Evil Gloria Croteau . . , . Little Girl's View of Life in a Hotel Lee Bridges The Rider of the Black Horse Shirley Begin , Blind Dates Lucille Chasse The Day of Judgment Eugene Henderson . , The Ballad of East and West Collen McCarty The Little Dumber Beryl Tibbetts Voice from a Far Country Edward Guay . ,.,..... . , . .. President Roosevelt's War Message Ruth Boynton , .. . . The Death of Benedict Arnold Robert Whitman My Financial Career The judges were Mrs. Eva Baeheld- er, Dr. Dallas Manchester, and Mrs. Anna Howes. The prizes were awarded by the American Legion and the Legion Aux- iliary. The winners were: Girls-Colleen McCarty, Ruth Boynton, and Beryl Tibbetts. Boys--Eugene Henderson, Edward Guay, and Lee Bridges.