Wells River High School - Chatterbox Yearbook (Wells River, VT)

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A distant rumble brought Gram; fyam.par t back to earth. He had been thinking of a similar t ime fi .n years or so ago when little Alice, (he always thought of her thus although die wes married and had freckled-face Billy wbr was entering complaints about his two month old go-to-meeting shies pinching his toes, and smiling, rosy-cheeked Betty. ) In. ' le Alice, his sole delight, had come to him one evening, an exact duplicate of this evening. She had trouble in her blue eyes and he soothed her with, Time will tell, and it had, so splendidly, he thought. Thereupon he thoughtfully picked up his- paper but was in- terrupted by a sudden clap of thunder which echoed and reech oed throughout the valley, then lazily rumbled into silence. Absolute quiet reigned for a moment; subsequently followed by a distant whir which was heard drawing nearer end nosr.r, « indovrs and dfiors banged shut and a vigilant mother with her newly hatched brood scurried to a protruding bit of shelter. A panting hound slouched pityfully into his tunnel and a dusty cow stood waiting patiently while her new born stared with wonderment and then bewilderment as the violent and infuriated storm finally arrived. Finally the wind ceased,the downpour seemingly bored, per- haps impa.tient to be detained by so ma.tter of fact a greup of spectators, at length had proceeded rejoicingly on its way. A crew of ducks abandoned their shelter to paddle vociferously in happiness. es, it s identically the same, the old man mused. ’Cept times have changed since the war. Gues I'll— Say, what ha.ve you there, Billy? Oh, drawing acain,Eh? And he peered amusedly ai, Billy from over the top of his spectacles. Then resuming some- what distractedly his formr thoughts he picked up the New Englarc Homestead and placidly turned the pages, keeping one eye on the

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