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VCIAT IS IT? 1/ftiat is it, that makes pine trees grow against the sky, And mountains rise, and little clouds go by? li/hat is it, that makes autuuin leaves so purple in the sun, And water rush, and little rabbits run? "What is it, that sends light across the woods like golden spears, And insects dance and tremble in the air? Miat is it, that makes summer air seem standing still, Wiile yellow flowers pray upon the hill? It it not, way in our hearts so deep, That makes us laugh, and sometimes v.eep, The breath of God? Marl is sa Bok :|< * * # * * :'f # * * # if * * * ** * * * * * * *
SUNDAY EVENINGS
The time I (and I think many others) look forward to most is the Sunday evenings. The memories of the week being brought back by the Ripple, Calamity Ann always bringing laughs, and the MUSIC. The more music I hear the more I want to hear (just like salted peanuts). These programs for me always seem to make a perfect end to a perfect day. • Margaret Bromberg *#* ##*#:)<***
The other day I was lying in the hammock thinking hard about Dammie and how sweet and kind she always is, how she tries to make this camp to suit us and how she wants everything to be perfect just for us. She tries to make us happy by helping us when we are feeling helpless and also by trying to do everything in her power to make us all content and happy, and I think we ought to help her by trying to bo kind to others. You will find out later that it has a great deai to do with your own happiness, so let's see if we can be what Dammie likes to see us be and leVs also* see if 7/0 can msko Dammie always happy just like uoÂŤ Cur do Myers
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A NIGHT AT TEE OPERA
TTo all were surprised when Joyce LeCraw stepped up in high hat and announced that all campers -should attend the opera "Carmen" at the Castle Theatre in full dress. At 8 o'clock the house was full and the opera was ready to start with the gentlemen yawning and the ladies fanning thomsolvos busily. A shudder ran over the audience as the orchestra marched in \irith the latest hair-dos for musical men. The comb section blended beautifully with Otter's silent bugle. Rugh Lewis brought down the house when she goosed stopped in and drop^;."• "':•! '; gun on her too. Then a flirtatious little country girl bripp^d in and almost captured Don Jones' heart until Carmen danced in and before sho finished she had gained the heart of Don Jones. The boys chorus made quite a hit as they daintily dancod in. The toreador, with his muscular legs bravoly stopped in and killed the bull, winning over Carmen'i; heart* Carmen, torn between the love of two men stabbed herself. Don Jones quickly followed suit and soon €hrmen, Don Jones, the toreador, the boys chorus and the cigarette girle were lying dead on the floor and the band played on. We want to thank the counsellors one and all for a grand show and a wonderful time. Sylvia Saunders, Towns Bruner, Pete Jones * * * * * * * **
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I go to camp at Kerric-Tioode "Whore everything is fine and good. I horseback ride and sw5m And I get so nice and strong and thin. You'd love to go to my camp Even though you live by the light of a lamp. We live in shacks by the side of Lake Fairfield "Whore mountains so tall make anyone's heart yield. I wish 1 could be there all year round. For It's the best place on earth, I've found. Pat Tall ant
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A "Funny Paper Party"! Yes, and. wo word all to come drossod .as-bur favorite conic story character. At eight o'clock lone rangers, supermen, and all tho rest began to arrive at tho Castle. We then had tho grand march for the judges Daramio, Ruth, Peggy, and Barbara, to decide upon the cleverest costume. After the march each person or her group, gave a short skit. The highlight of the party was when. Do.guo.od Bumstcad, alias Pete Jonos, came tearing into the room too quickly and broke a cup. Another fumny incident Y\ras the 'not quite exact fit' of Ann Drcnnon's pants. Laura "Hairless Joo" Keener made a big hit with the judges by saying 'UGH1 and incidcntly won first place. The Bumstcad family won first as a group for having the best skit and costumes and Po.t and Kyle Tall curb brought down the house with their Edgar Bergen, Mortimer Snurd ;;.ct. /ill the winners received suckers and everyone, winner or not, had loads of fun. Towns Brunor GOD IS SIGH Vfhcn the last line of Taps, 'God is nigh.' . . Echoes faintly from mountains high, God really is nigh. Have you over stopped to wonder As you ncorcd tho land of slumber That God loves us—you and mo,? And his nearness is plain to sec By tho peace ho brings upon us, For he is closely watching over us. Perhaps you.offered a silent prayer Hoping that only God would hoar, Let's hope that wo ell did Before we tucked ourselves in bed, For slumber is good to hoar when we knowThat God is near. TI3E GOOD OLE HIKE TO TOXAWAY Wo left in tho truck and rode to tho foot of Toxawoy Mountain. We were all so very happy because there was a cool wind and we know wo would have an easy climb (at least not a hot one), but just us wo started up, down poured the rain. You've never seen such torrents. A lot-of us sat under the truck while Johnny Mac was malting his decision. Ho finally decided to lot us go on up. so Boozy drove tho truck on back to camp. Wo started up tho mountain and lightning struck the mountain in front of us, so wo had to come on back to camp. I.think that the Knights who wont on this hike will always remember the overnight hike that ended up spending the night at tho "Witches Kitchen." ., . <"..;• ...'.. Marna Bromborg
THE OVERNIGHT HORSEBACK TRIP
We don't have much time to write just now, but we just want to say what a perfectly swell-elegant ride we had. Nothing was wrong with it and we had plenty of things to amuse uss Wally (better known as the jail bird) entertained us with some "trick riding", Billy upheld his tradition and lay down in the stream, and in the afternoon we were practically soaked to the skin when it rained, but no horse back trip would be complete without this. That night we all sat around the fire and sang, with the exception of one member who was a little ill. During the night all was peaceful except when the horses got loose and the riding staff became slightly infuriated, Next morning we .made our packs, and towed them up the hill, and had a grand ride home. Vfe want to thank the riding staff and Johnny Mao for one grand trip. Charlotte Sprunt, Margie Wost, Doug Parker ***************** ********************
A CAMPER'S PLEA This is not a poem of courage or of inspiration, It is only the earnest plea of one old camper hoping that Our rising generation will continue facing forward toward What is right and leave the wrong by the wayside. That wo will koep our minds cloar and free of evil thoughts. But above all .else Tielp us to do for ourselves what others Have been doing for us and lot us not bo tempted by unclean things. Gerry Smith *************** sit******** *************
It's a strange world, this world wo live in, Full of lovo and hate and sin. I sometimes wondor just what God 'docs say, Bhon ho socs the world behaving in so strango & way. Ho must bo sad over all this war,, sorrow, and pain, And wish for happiness and pcaco to como again. And than I ponder moro and gazo around mo Hero, God has been more than gonorous with his beauty. I look at the azure sky so far and yet so near Whore ovcry now and then swollen stately clouds appear. Then I notice a stately mountain so scrono and tall Revealing rocks and trees and a rushing waterfall. At its base is a lake, quiet, calm, and 'blear With winding highways amidst a field of lilly pads, And'the crocking-of frogs that I lovo to hoar, God has not forgotten us-—this I'know, Or else we wouldn't have those things that thrill us so. Betty Stouart
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Editor in chiof - Anne Legondro Asst. Editor - Sal Hapatica MEASLES CASE PROGRESSING SATISFACTORILY
THE INFIRMARY WITHESSiS DAZZLING SOCIAL HIT
Miss Cooie Horr who broke out with a violent case of measles several days ago is now recovering rapidly and it is sincerely hoped by Miss Sal Hapatica, alias Duchess of tho Dump, that she will bo fully recovered by next woek end tho 27th 28th and 29th when her parents arrive for a short visit*
The social hit of Morrie-Woodo this year is: the Dazzling Soaking Party, held in honor of all owners of various and sundry infections. The belle of the ball was Miss Dorothy Brown who is the rather doubtful owner of a pimpled noso. Other participants in this social hit are Miss G G Thweatt who has a beautifully infected finger and Miss Duck Bromberg who also sported a divinely lacerated finger. Members of the society who were unable to attend woro Miss VanDoventer, Miss Thomas and Miss Lang. This years soaking party brings to mind tho Smith McCollister soaking season and tho brilliant Bromborg success of bygone yotose.
MR. MAC SCOTTY IS TO BE QUARANTINED Mac Scotty spent tho day in the infirmary unnoticed by tho usually watchful and alert Miss Hapatica. Wo are sorry to say that Mr, Scotty has never had the measles and so is extremely cue* coptiblo. No symptoms havo yot boon noticed except for queer noises.
DR. FRITZ LOSES TEN POUNDS
It is feared by his medical advisors that Dr. Fritz is pining away. Miss Logondre who unfortunately has It was reported by woll informed authorities that ho has lost tho amazing to apond an afternoon and night in the Junk Heap btoko tho v/ater drinking record sum of ten pounds. A notary public has boon sent for and those who wish to hear this afternoon by drinking five glasses of water in 45 minutes. We regret to say tho dying words of this work worn wreck will please linger around tho infirmary that repairs must bo mado on the floor tomorrow as he is expected to kick the as Miss Logcndro wore a groove in the bucket at on early hour. Before ho floor from her bod to the bathroom. dies however the eminent physician is going to raise tho sum of biscuits to bo eaten to 20 in hopes that others A SELF PORTRAIT OP THE EDITOR may not meet his sad fate. ANNE LEGENDRE BREAKS WATER DRINKING RECORD
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MYSTERY OF SUDDEN POPULARITY REVEALED The startling mystory regarding tho sudden popularity of Miss Logondro has at last boon solved. Its csaazing truth was uncovered last night by tho super sleuth. It was discovered that tho bait for those humorous visitors was FUMY BOOKS. Miss Lcgondro -,t.s
SARAH FOWLKES TO BE PRESENTED WITH GOLD MEDAL Miss Sarah Fowlkos will bo presented with a modal for bravery during an emergency. This act was performed on Saturday when G G Thwoatt foil cold during a serious and dangerous operation on hor finger. When asked by tho surgeon to got a paper towel soaked in cold water, Miss Fowlkos bravely ran in the other direction quickly followed by the equally courageous Miss Thomas who will bo presented with a bronzo modal. greatly pained at this explanation and still believes in hor friends' loyalty.
A MGfiSIia LIKE OV3R OLD BALD Tuesday morning's breakfast was nearly over* Everyone was waiting for Beo tc make announcements. After a short wait, Beo made her announcements and then surrendered the floor to Hohnny Mac He requested all knights who wished to hike Bald to sign up on the bulletin board, put on hiking clothes and be ready to leave after assembly. All of us managed to live through assembly and were on our way at ning-forty five* It seemed ages before we finally reached the half way point. I was exhausted and I feel fairly safe when I say that I wasn't the only one. Johnny Mac inspired us on by telling us the v/orst was over* I, for one, believed him. All that have ever climbed Old Bald will never forget that first half mile. After ;}ust miles and miles of climbing wo come out on the face of Bald. I thought I hod come as far as man could tread, but not so. Johnny Mao, after letting us blow, cleared his throat and asked ell those that wished to go on please to follow him. I, not wishing to bo outdono followed, with many a backward glanco at the members of our little group who had not the energy to go on* After five minutes more of walking, wo at long last, came to the real tip top of Old Bald. The view was very beautiful and after talcing several pictures, I began to got some candid shots of my fair companions* I was taking what I know would have been a most marvellous picture when onŠ very wiso looking counsellor suggested that I could take the same picture at a much better angle some feet away* I took this good woman's advice and was ready to toko the picture, when I heard Marna Bromberg's movie camera start going at full speed* All at once I realized that it was not a camora but the biggest snake I had ever seen* I let out a war whoop to Johnny Mac. He calmly ordered Tony to find a snake stick, and then he picked up a limb from some big tree and started out after the snake, After much excitement and strain on our nerves, the snake was killed. Just then the rain came but xve were all too interested to mind, for at that point Johnny Mac began to take off the snake's skin* After everything had been taken care of, Johnny Mac started us off back toward the group that wo had loft forty five minutes before. After showing them the snake's meat, head, and skin, we feegan our slide down Bald. The rain was coming fast and steady and the trail (if you could call slick rock that) was as slick as glass, I had a wonderful time coming down, but I am afraid that the seat of my pants suffered, Wo returned to camp just in time to change clothes and then go to our huge lunch. Here's thanking Johnny Mac and Tony for a wonderful trip,
Fran Dronnon Listen, my children, and you shall hoar Of a romance going on right here, It is crystal clear, pure and strong, It is truo and perfect as the night wind's song. Though sometimes the sky is not so blue, In the ond thoir lovo shinos out anew, This great romance, nothing lacks, Tho hero and horoino are Gal and Mao. Debra C., Anno L,, Ccrter V.
I make a wish, dear Lord; I wish that I might bo, Like others that I see.
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I want to be as sweet and dear c,s some folks I know right here. If I could only be as thoughtful and never be sad and sorrowful. I wish I might always keep a smile and be kind and loving down life's every aisle. I wish,that, every where I go, the people that I know, Loved to see me como and hated to see me go. If I could only help folks in distress, instead of asking you to bless. But what I*reaily wish dear Lord, in words less than these, Is to try to be like you, and to unselfishness have the key. .V Pat Tallant EVENING PRATER. Oh, Dearest.Father, thank Thee For the beauty of this day; Per guiding and protect-ixig ono In work and.in my play. And may God's holy angels Be with us through the- night, And bless me with sweet 'slumber Until the morning light.. And in the raorn when I awake ' .Lord Jesus, may I bo Loving, kind and gentle, A follower of Thee. .Jane Logan Music, the intoxicating harmony of the soul. The enchanting notes rising from tho magical strings of Peggy's violin or the soft-tones melodies as Flossie's musical fingers lightly dance across the keys of the piano are enough to soften the crudest heart. But not to be forgotten are tho mellow notes of a lullaby as they flow from Maggie's throat as a stream springs forth from the ground. Often during the weok our hearts turn yearningly toward tho night when -lights will bo turned low and rest will como to the weary minds and bodies of many campers as.they hoar those soothing melodies. This God's day of rest. Do other children of our own age have an opportunity to onjly such music? Some of them do but others do not have the many opportunities that wo receive. Think of yourself in one of their places and thank God that you hove•a sound body to hoar this music and a sound mind to comprehend this blessed gift of. Godo
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O'VSS OLD BALD
Tuesday morning's breakfast was nearly ovor. Everyone was waiting for Boo to make announcements. After a short wait, Bee made her announcements and then surrendered the floor to Hohnny Mac. Ho requested all knights who wished to hike Bald to sign up on the bulletin board, put on hiking clothes and be ready to leave after assembly. All of us managed to live through assembly and were on our way at ning-forty five. It seemed ages before we finally reached the half way point. I was exhausted and I feel fairly safe when I say that I wasn't the only one. Johnny Mac inspired us on by telling us the worst was over* I, for one, believed him. All that have ever climbed Old Bald will never forget that first half mile. After ;}ust miles and miles of climbing wo came out on the face of Bald. I thought I had oomo as far as man could tread, but not so. Johnny Mao, after letting us blow, cleared his throat and asked r.ll those that wished to go on please to follow him, I, not wishing to be outdone followed, with many a backward glanco at the members of our little group who had not the energy to go on. After five minutes more of walking, wo at long last, camo to the real tip top of Old Bald. The view was very beautiful and after taking several pictures, I began to got some candid shots of my fair companions. I was taking what I know would have been a most marvellous picture when ono very wise looking counsellor suggested that I could take the same picture at a much better angle some foot away, I took this good woman's advice and was ready to toko the picture, when I heard Marna Bromberg's movie camera start going at full speed* All at onco I realized that it was not a camera but the biggest snake I had ever seen. (I let out a war whoop to Johnny Mac. He calmly ordered Tony to find a snake stick, and then ho picked up a limb from some big tree and started out after the snake. After much excitement and strain on our nerves, the snake was killed. Just then the rain came but \vo were all too interested to mind, for at that point Johnny Mac began to take off the snake's skin. After everything had been taken care of, Johnny Mac started us off back toward the group that we had loft forty five minutes before. After showing thorn the snake's moat, head, and skin, wo began our slide down Bald. The rain was coming fast and steady and the trail (if you could call slick rock that) was as slick as glass. I had a wonderful time coming down, but I am afraid that the seat of my pants suffered. Wo returned to camp just in time to change clothes and then go to our hugo lunch. Here's thanking Johnny Mac and Tony for a wonderful trip. Fran Dronnon **************** Listen, my children, and you shall hoar Of a romance going on right here, It is crystal clear, pure and strong, It is true and perfect as the night wind's song. Though sometimes the sky is not so blue, In tho end thoir love shines out anew, This great romance, nothing lacks, Tho hero and heroine are Gal and Mac. Debra C., Anno L., Ccrter V.
1REPORTEDI One "blond blue~6yed lassie, answering to the name of Kitty, was raked ÂŤff her horse, answering to the name of Sport, into a muddy creek. She presented a pitiful sight, tripping over herself, trying to catch the horse, which ir6m tomy . Drenched, she rede homci-rord , looking as if she had just paid a visit to the beauty parlor. Patsy Armes and Marna Bromberg
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"Say it Over and Over Again" . . . . . . ."Please check name tapes on every piece of your launory." Bee
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"Oh, How I Hato To Get Tip in the Morning . Sugar Bowl and Periwinkle.
A JAY jj.1 CU;,P This morning we were awakened by revelry, which was blown by Ann Weasil. Then we all turned over and wont back to sleep. Just as we were getting nice and asleep again, an unearthly sounding bell woke us up, at which we all ran up to the uncivilized timber to brush our teeth. Then we went back to bed and slept until another bell rang, upon which we dashed out of bed, flung on our clothes and rushed up to the cabin to partake of our morning food, where we had to apologize to Dammie for being late again. t* After breakfast we went to our cabins to spread our top blankets over our beds, which we didn't bother to make up, so it would look smooth. It took us -so long to do this that we were late for assembly. Then we wait to tennis where we lost all our balls. When we went to swim we got there late and Frances Pir wouldn't let us go in on -account of it was the counsellor's period. Then we wait to camp craft which was taught by Antoinnette Denman and a funny man with fuzz on his upper lip who tried to make us climb up a waterfall. Lator we went to partake of our noonday me-al where we nearly starved on account they've made a silly rule that we can't eat more than twenty biscuits and not more than four helpings of everything olse, Then we had rest hour in which we played TarZan on the rafters. In the afternoon we went .to canoes where we rammed a whole .in the bottom of the boat, and later foil out and had to be rescued. After this, we went to dramatics where we were late as usual. When- wo reached the middle of the stage we remembered that we had forgotten to learn our linos, to the exasperation of everybody. That night wo wont to the palaco whore we square danced. We fell down at every turn and bumped into almost ovoryono. After this we wiggled around the floor in a circle and mumbled some funny sounding things. Then, after we got through singing a very off key sounding "knocks", we went to sleep. Pok Chop and Lam' Chop ***.-;:
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THE SUN 105 AIN'T HAD What kinduva sun He can't make up When we gits all He jes refuse to
is this? his mind. set to play, shine.
Yesterday he smiled so port, Seemed like he'd stay for weeks, I got me down to get some brown, And rain fell on my checks. Look Sun, we've had onuf, Of your hide and seek all day, Come on out and be a sport And stop that silly play. How in the world do ya think wŠ feel When you act that way? You're too old a friend, do warm a friend, Please como back an' stay.
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THE HIKE UP CHIM2Y TOP On Friday, Johnny Mac said tho Senior Knights were going on a hike up Chimney Top, but there wore only four senior knights and the rest were knights who were in the play. We started out around 10:30. At first the climb was hard and we all got tired out but later on wo got used to it and it wasn't half so bad. When we reached the top we all grabbed for our lunches but Johnny lac wouldn't let us eat for about twenty minutes. When we finally did eat we all ggreed it was tho best lunch we'd ever tasted. After lunch we rested a xvhile and we're sorry to say there won't be a hike to Chimney Top next year because Charlotte Williams decided to tear up tho mountain. Just as we started down it bogan to rain and we had foo-foos all the way down and in every stream we sat down or else fell in. We all want to thank Toni and Johnny Mac for a grand time because there is no reason why anyone who wont could help but have one. Sylvia Saunders
^ There's a Mbrrio Broczo blowing Half-Way Up Moonlight Bay and a Chug-A-Wump sits on a Mushroom having a Pow". T/ow with a Bob White about which one should have tho Robin's Nest that looked So Ko Zo. The Bob White said he was born under tho Sign of tho Hemlock so ho would make himself a Sunny Shack at Pooh Corner whore everyone would Linger Longer when he said Du Kum Inn. Bob TOiito said ho would always have a Big Apple so ho wouldn't hoar "That Chatterbox, Chug-A-Yfamp." Then Chug-A-Wump said he ^lrould make himself at home in a Jack 0'Lantern whore ho would have not a single Cob Web, for he would use his Paint Box to hide them, Chug-A-Sump wouldn't decide whether to call his now home Pino Manor or Fern Lodge because thoro wore plenty of pines and ferns around the near-by Bee Hive. I will use Nutshell for my Sugar Boxvl while I have a Bald View of Turkey Roost. (To bo continued) Hela Watloy *************** THE GREAT IRAGE0T
On the fateful eve of July 26th, shrill cries wore heard from the direction of tho cabin. Tfflhen we arrived upon the scene, a horrible sight greeted our eyes. Lillio was crushing tho frail body of Johnny Mac, while Sally was crudely strangling his lily white throat. As with terror we watched this horrible scone, we saw Lillio brandishing over tho limp body of the trembling victim. With one groat flourish of nor hand she severed tho unhappy mountacho from his ashen white lip. As she finished her horrible deed wo hoard tho helpless victim cry, "I'm ruined, I'm ruined," and with a thud ho fell limply to tho floor. It was too groat a shock for his delicate system, but wo sincerely hope that ho will recover soon. P.S. A word to tho wise is sufficient. Beware all male inhabitants of Camp Morrio-Woodo who are thinking of growing a moustache. D.C. A.L. C.V. M.B.
Thursday c.t assembly De-ramie wr.s just gcttin ready to read us a poom when we hoard a lot of noise and in came Cakio, Peggy, Jackie, Julie, and Stow dressed as gypsies. Then we all hurried down to our shacks and dressed like gypsies and then we wore ready to go. We walked and walked. We' finally got there. After feeing there for about a half_ an hour Johnny Mao came along with a peg leg asking people to sign their names. Every one won't in wading and wo had a wondorful time. SUNSET Day is dying in the west, The sun is sinking low, It's golden fingers pointing up Set all the world aglow.
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THE MERRIE-WOODE BARN DANCE Every one know something exciting was going to happen as usual on Saturday night. And everyone know it was Alma Sallcy's birthday. But no one knew or 'oven guessed that Alma would give a party. At supper it was announced that it would be a barn dance and we were to como in couples dressed as hicks. At eight o'clock fanners and farmerettes began to arrive.
Besides square dancing to a real hill-billy band there were tricks and fortune telling. Johnny Mac ocillod the square dancing and everyone _ enjoyed it thoroughly but we wore all pretty tired by the end. Wo all wisii to thank Alma for giving the party and getting the swell band and providing us with a grand evening. Towns Bruncr THE MIGHTS NIGHT PARTY On Thursday night all the knights had an after taps party. Wo went down to our shacks and put on :our pajamas and then went back to. the-castle. Wo danced and foolod around a while and then come the food. We had not dogs, doughnuts and cokes.' The people that didn't like onions wore in a Âąix because they had to cat them in self defense. After that wo played ping pong or danced and talked a little until we did the Virginia reel. Tha-c was the most fun because Dammic joined in too and we all had a chance at .being on the end. The party was over at 10:30 and I know everyone there had a grand time. Sylvia Saundors
TEE BALLAD OF GitfE GUST WALLY 'Twas a bright sunny day When Welly went away. He took Kyle's gun with him -A trail to lay.
He and Johnnie Mac reached Highlands With nary a delay But for carrying a gun They were asked to pay.
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Their coming & going Made quite a delay To Wally it seemed Like a year & a day.
Early next morning Shefty he called With check in hand, They left Old Bald.
the townsf oiks of Highlands To Wally were kind $p poor thru the bars By the jail they stood lined.
She drove to Highlands Saw Wally in jail He looked most dejected And rather pail. Shefty1 oh, SheftyJ Please pay my bail Cause this is a goldurn Stinkin jail. The mayor and policeman They wanted to see But his honor, the Mayor Was on a fishing spree. Two hours later, The mayor returned And claimed fifty dollars Of money hard earned. Johnnie Mac swore And Shefty foamed And Attorney Jones Of Franklin they phoned "They've got no case, So poy no bail They can't keep That boy in jail. The boy is right The law is wrong A gun not concealed Can be carried along To the Mayor of Highlands Please let me speak I'll change his -voice From a roar to a squeeakt"
Then Jones to the mayor Spoko over the phono "You should have left That boy alone • Hes a little young And you've got no case Better watch out Or you'll be in his place." The mayor & policeman Wally did free Gave Shefty tho gun Which she wore with glee. They ivalked East & Tfest And North & South The mayor & policeman OouldnMi open their mouth. As they drove out of town The mayor moanod "I'll always leave a man With a gun alone!"
FRIENDSHIP. To me friendship is like a fire waiting to be lighted. A fire is kindled by the mere touch of a match to the hungry wood. But friendship is kindled by lovo and kindness of a true heart. A heart which' is anxiously seeking a person in which to abide, when it seems that all others have turned their backs to you, . . a person to talk to, and one that will understand your troubles. And when at last you reach your goal, a friend, and the fire of friendship si burning to .its height, a sudden gust of hatred and selfishness may cause the-flame to waver and flicker, but never wall it go entirely out. Even \vhcn a gust too strong for it to survive causes the faithful flame to be scon no more. Even as you gaze on it in sadness thinking that it is gone, a joyful cry may escape your throat, for was Thac not, of course it was, a tiny spark of love had found a now place and had kindled the old fire of friendship anew. "A friend is bettor than all tno jewels of the earth." Gerry Smith SANTA NEWS First of all on Christmas Eve night, .the counselors had a play. Every counselor dreamed of what they would like to happen. Then after taps vihon everybody was in bed, the counselors sang carols to the campers. The next morning about six o'clock we woke up and looked in our stockings. ADout seven, when every body was owcko wo went dovm the line blowing whistles ana horns while Bitza squirted water on people as they wont by. About eight o clock we were dressed and had breakfast. After breakfast wo cleaned up and wont to assembly. During the dey we had our regular activities. ¥ftion dinner T^/J W(XS f°r °Ur CHRISTi£AS DINHER. wo had turkey with dressing, stuffed celery, creamed onions, potatoes, and beets. For dessert wo had plum pudding. l "\* 4.^ft0r dinncr we Play°d around for a while and then wo wont to. the castle for the Christmas play. After the play was ovor wo sang taps and wont to bod. Alice Atkinson and Virginia Bromborg * -'•'.
THE RECUDING- PARLOR .
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A few days ago four talented young ladies in "Half Way Up' decided ••that certain campers and counselor's needed reducing* Immediately things . began to happen. First throe trunks.were pushed together and a sheet was spread ovor them. This formed the table upon which many tortures .have since been inflicted. Not only did the beauticians pound the'weight off, but they also givo thorough road work and muscle building exorcises. . Wo think thc.t tho members of 'Half Way Up' arc doing a splendid job but our only hope is that we shall never be so unfortunate as to receive one of their treatments. Anna Black and Brent Thomas
THE MOONLIGHT DIP
Vilhon Dointaic announced we wcro ^oiiv$ to havo c. moonlight dip, we all shriokcd with joy. Crlcio could hardly bo hoard aa she gave the details of tho dip. Wo wore to wo or • --~-- and wo all hoped the moon would bo high and it was. It sounded right funny vhcn tho counsellors wore told to havo very strong flashlights. From Du Sum Inn through Sign of the Hornlock wont first and then tho rost of tho shacks. Tho Senior Knights had the choice of going in for the dip or on tho lako in canoos. They chose tho latter* As usual wo had buddies but, for a change, wo stayed in only one minute and a half which was plenty long because it was rather chilly. Wo all had a swell time and wo hope that tho moon will let us have another one. UHO COITLD BE UNHAPPY HEEE "Who could be unhappy hero? We're very clo§<9 to Tho lake is colled with a mountain stream, To cry would bo so hard. Wo*re among the truest friends That anyone could know, Tho trees, tho sky, tho mountains high, And birds that come and go» I like to bo alone at camp, It almost bursts my heart To walk along a ferny path And comprehend God's art. MI ERASER
Our Father, please help mo this day to try oven harder thaii I did yesterday to do what is right. Help me to do what is right. Help mo to do my best to help those who arc weaker or stronger than myself carry a load which is weighting thorn down. Ihothor tho burden bo weighing down tho body or the soul, please lot rac try to help. Lot mo try with all my might to discover tho undiscovered beauty of a blossoming flower, or the graccfullncss of a slonder pin© tree gently swaying as the restless sun casts its last ruys of tho day on the world, our vrorld, that we live in» But above all else let me seek to find the friendliness of a lonesome heart and see if I can partly fill the gap that I find there. And when at last I lay my weary head to rest after a busy day, let me think not of the good that I have done this day, even though I hope I have helped a little, but let mo think of a way to lessen the wrong which I have done to others. Men Gerry Smith
OUR BANQUET TOASTS To Dammie Hor quiet talks, iior loving ways and even her very presence causes the heart raid mind of every Morrio-Woode counselor and camper to turn lovingly to Dammio Day. When anything goes wrong, which it vory seldom does, Dammio is like a guid:"- "; light. Shu off :; re you her ccrf.'.c?";:ico and holps you on your way again, I J ioT: L-Jcausc she has helped mo many a time through some of my childish probL.sis. But not only is she this, she is the backbone of McrrioWoodc itself, Ono of the finest things about Merrie-Woodo is its wonderful spirit and this is the spirit of Dommio, so vdth this small bit- of what I really thin!-:, c -nd I'm sure I spook for all of us here, I raise my toast to Pammie. fforry Smith To Bee
Hero's to a counselor that wo all admire, Wo appreciate her more every year, Many a camper she has helped to inspire, We hope -she will always be hero, NOT; this is a counselor that wo all adore, A porson -we're always glad to see, She does her part and quite a bit more, Morrio-Woodcs head counselor, Bee. Dotty Ann Bacon To Mcrrie-Woodc I toast a_ pi ace that is beloved by us, one and all; a place that is. superbly beautiful. Hero wo find peace, security, friendliness and above all opportunities to improve ourselves in both body mid mind. What could live up o tins description but our own dear Morrio-Woodc? Margie West To the Counselor?
Here's to cur counselors ono and all. They've helped us, those two grand, months, so muoh more th.ar. some of us realize. Hot only have they helped us in the snail things, that vd.ll come to us many times in life, but 00.80 in so many big things. We hope that they will remember us. I know Uncut wo shall always remember them. Pat Tallont To the Campers By the shores of old Lake Pairfield Grows the little Korrio-Woodo camper, Grows she tall bcxuoath her duxback, GtroTsrs she fat beneath her poncho. Grows she agile .lumping puddles, Grovra she gay in flood end sunshine, Grows she alvr,ys, outside, inside, Grows she thoughtful by the fireside. Se raise your goblets, all ye people, least flic little Herrio-Woodc scompov Thcwgh she soiao-himes nc->ds a damper, Julio I"A'
BJS^IST TOASTS To Tommy end tho Kitchen Girls It's fun to oat, Yes, 'tis a troat, With running foot Our food wo greet. Our tasty moat Eaeh choicest swoct, Wo oat end oat, They're hard to boat. To kitchen floot And "ma" discreet, We give our thanks Till next wo moot. Kitty Jenkins To Swimming Hero' s to swiimaing To which wo all go, On tho dock with the lillics By Fairficld's bright flow.
And here's to tho counselors, Calcic, Ijaras, end Kylo, And all the others On tho swimming staff file. Bitza MeCay Canoeing
Hero's to canoeing raid all we learn, Here's to tho .mates, both bow and stern And to tho captains that sail o'ro the lake So to dear Otter, a toast vro mako. Jo aii Favrot To the Craft Department C
for tho counseloro^s. wo could not do without, Who always help us, and never pout,
E for tho rjight_ way of doing things, And when finished the joy they bring. A for all tho things they know, And to us they patiently show. F for all the fun they gave, With every little thing we made. T
Thanks_ to each raid every one. For work, knowledge, help, raid fun. Joaruactto Palmer
OUR BANQUET TOASTS Hiking and Campcraft Hiking 6're the mountains, Sleeping under trees, To smell tho bacon cooking, And nako a fire i.dth 5-rJo Are tho parts of Mcrrie-Woodo wo take to our liking, So hero's a toast to you, Campcraft and Hiking• Towns Brunor To Riding There was a young lass from Savan, Tho Morric-Woodc stable she ran, And nothing compares To our love for thoso mares, So horo's to the dears from S avan. Virginia Oxnard To tho Infirmary, Sallio, raid Fritz Such a homely, swoot gentle little man, that Doctor* Every time you v/alk in the infirmary he welcomes you wit a noivo rackin "Got Out" an if dat don't have no effect, don ho gets Sallio to endorse it wit do broom handle. If you is good at making faces what looks like you is about to die and if you is good at pleading you is likely to be admitted, sometimes. Don after you is registered a complaint about a sore throat most likoly what ain't as bad as you is saying it is, Fritzic is summoned to the rescue. Ho melts two roach tablets in a. glass of water don scales it wit a was of cotton whats put 011 a long stick and pushed down your throat while you is saying dat you Y/as just kiddin about do sore throat. I ain't a tellin does people what ain't had a throat full mit soreness what do roach tablets taste like but I'advises dom to be full mit staying away from dc infoimary wit a sore throat. But all in all I think that Salic arid Fritz arc two swell persons, and I think that a summer at -Morrio-Woodo witout entering the life of tho Dump for ono night is incomplete. P.S, I want to thank Sallio again for the coco cola that I received during my stay in tho infirmary. Carol Black To Archery Here is to Arohory, tho sport we all love, Our_^ arrows fly steady and swift as a dovo, We laugh and vie siiig, as we pick up our bows. And shoot for trie bulls eye like nobody knows. Kathcrinc Logondro
BiUQUBT TOASTS To Tennis To tennis now, my glass I raise, This game of sport and skill, Every girl with spirit plays With sport smonship and will. The joy of hitting a whizzing ball, When stnnding on firm red sand, To this thrilling game, we ono road all, Give a loud and lasting hand. Ann Lcgondrc To Dr
Here's to Alma so patient and true, Whose thoughts and ideas arc always new, In her skits and clover plays> She entertains us in many ways, And here's to her helper, Helen Schlcy, Vftio never a job passes by, Tink Ash To the Ripple A toast to the Ripple, I drink tonight, This item of comping fun? And to the many girls who write For us the things they've seen and done. It's poems and stories we've enjoyed, And know that through the ye coIt's tales will bring back memories Of camping lifo and cheer. Jane Logon To Music I like to ride on horseback, I like to ride the waves, But best of all I like to ride, % thoughts while music plays. As Flossie plays and Maggie sings, And Peggy's fiddle too, I wonder high and trafrsl for, My daydreams all seem truo. So here's fe toast to Music, And thanks to all who play, I'll ride their notes right back to camp, When I am far away. arna
TAPS After tho campers got into their bods, And tho lights in tho cabins arc low; There coraos tho sound of a buglo call, Solemn and sweet and slow. "Day is done," it's clear note says As it echoes o'er valleys and hill, And resounds onco more to the stoop mountain side, Then fades away into the still. Jane Logan
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