Alameda High School - Acorn Yearbook (Alameda, CA)

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THE ACORN Ciass of June, 1907. The high senior class are already making preparations for their final entertainments to be given this term. Owing to the non- arrival of mail from the East, the participants in the senior play were unable to begin rehearsing as soon as they had intended, but things are now well under way and progressing finely. Byron Paul and Fritz Claxton are in charge of the production of the play, and are determined to make ‘‘Tiie Girls of 1776’’ outdo ‘‘The Modern Cin- derella.”’ Owing to an error, the name of Miss Minnie Anderson appeared in the last issue of the ‘‘Acorn’’ as vice-president of the class. Miss Charlotte Brush fills this office, and we offer our apologies for the omission. The senior ‘‘Acorn’’ staff has finally been decided upon, and work has already been commenced. Paul and Claxton were first elected editor and manager of the issue. Both resigned, and Miss D’Evelyn and Monte Haslett were chosen to fill their places. A thoroughly competent staff has charge of the various departments, and the ’07 ‘‘Acorn’’ will surpass any previous edition ever gotten out by the school. Senior Class Play THE GIRLS OF 1907 IN THE GIRLS OF 1776 Coached by Miss Rose Hohfeld Watch this space for Date Where Boys have a good time CAMP AGASSIZ On Fallen Leaf Lake near Lake Taboe Elevation 6300 feet Trout fishing, Pack-trips Rowing Snow-sliding, Mountain climbing, Motor launching and Swimming The Camp is managed by two Stanford Graduates. A special camp for the boys; general camp open to ladies and gentlemen. For a booklet of the Boys’ Camp write to Walter RK. Fisher Palo Alto, Cal.

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THE ACORN li] The English hard we never learn. Or do our composition; Our teacher dear does vow we’ll earn The terrors of perdition. The hist’ry and the: Latin dread Can vex us one bit never: We read them onece—then off to bed— No longer we endeavor. Chorus. IV. And since we never do our ‘‘math,’’ Miss Hewitt’s frowns grow deeper; Oh, oft ske names the meed (in wrath). And makes our lessons steeper. And in the study hours all, We’re noisy as can be, oh— Our actions, shocking, do appall— Oh, such a class are we, oh! Chorus. Vv Our teachers threaten deep and dire, (Oh, do you really blame them?) The punishments we shall require, Tis frightening but to name them! Oh, we have waited day by day, Oh, long have we been waiting; They make the marks so red, some say, Before they send the rating. Chorus. VI. Still Juniors terrify the school With just their pranks alarming: We'll heed not higher word or rule— These Junior days are charming! And still our teachers darkly say How red those marks will be, soon. If Juniors do not change their way, They'll see, they’ll see, they’ll see, soon! H. M. C. ’09.

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THE ACORN The recess bell had just rung and crowds of anxious students were gathered around the ‘‘Acorn’’ office. ““They say there are some fine exchanges here this month. although there are not so very many,’’ whispered a small, red-headed girl. ‘‘The early bird catches the worm,’’ replied her companion, as she pushed her way into the crowd. ‘‘Oh splease give me some- thing to keep me busy reading. Interesting, of course.’’? The ex- change editor immediately handed her the ‘“‘Janus’’ from Hartford. California. ““T want the ‘‘Washburnian,’’ her companion said. ‘‘I used to go to Washburn, and I do enjoy reading its paper. It’s a fine paper, too; and what is more, it keeps improving.’ ““And what paper do you want?’’ inquired the exchange editor of a frightened ‘‘serub.’’ ‘‘Not particular,’’ he tammered. ‘‘Give me that paper there with the sleighers on the cover.’’? ‘“The Vin- dex? Here it is, and I am sure you will find it most interesting. It comes way from Elmira, New York. The next inquirer wanted a paper with some good stories. I noticed that the exchange editor gave him the ‘‘Owl”’ from Fresno, and said something about ‘‘three fine stories, and to be sure to read “Patrick Murphy, President.’ ’’ “‘Last month I didn’t get a chance to read any exchanges. Please give me one of your best.’’ ‘‘One of the best? Then take the ‘‘Bell’’ from San Jose. The cuts are excellent and the reading material is good, too. Still, the print might hurt your eyes. Take my ‘spees.’ ”’ “TI want the ‘Trident’ from Santa Cruz. It has a fine sketch of the Santa Cruz Mission. It is a new paper, but the editor says it’s a fine exchange with a brilliant future.”’ “Have you any paper with some good, original jokes?’ in- quired a fat, jovial-faced lad. ‘‘Yes,’’ replied the editor, ‘‘here is the ‘Review’ from Sacramento, the ‘Heraldo’ from Denver and the “Advance’ from Salem. Take your choice.’? She laid them on the