Anderson Union High School - Aurora Yearbook (Anderson, CA)

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Evvninr Qllaaa, 1917 MOTTO Ad astra per aspera COLORS Gold and White FLOWER Shasta Daisy Qllttaa Qiatnrg lt was four long years ago, when, as Freshmen, we entered Anderson High School in the Fall of 1913. XYe were thirty-two in number and with plenty of spirit and enthusiasm. Just like most other Freshmen, we were a little bewildered and it took some weeks before we accustomed ourselves to grown-up High School ways. Initiation night came all too soon for us. The upper classmen entertained us royally. but at the same time they succeeded in making us feel like genuine Freshies. 'They even went so far as to tie baby bonnets on our heads. put bibs around our neclzs, and to feed us bread and milk. A few weeks after this event we organized our class and compelled the other classes to recognize us an important factor in High School. As Sophomores we again again niet in September, 1914. but there were only twenty of us now. This year we had the pleasure of directing the initiation of the Freshmen, whom we showed no mercy. The Sophomore Hop, given to the rest of the school by the Sophomore-s, was one of the largest social events of the term Besides playing games and dancing. a banquet completed the entertainmf-nt for the evening. in 1015 twelve Juniors answered to the roll called. Then Frances Healy entered from another school, and our number was increased to thirteen. This year we dis- tinguished ourselves by purchasing for ourselves class pins of a clever aiizl charming design. As a farewell entertainment to the Seniors, we took them on an automobile tour through the Anderson Valley and Redding, and then took them to cite of the ice-cream gardens where refreshments were served. In 1916 th following nine faithful Seniors entered for their last yec-r's work: Callie Barney. Veva XVilder. Marian XYentworth, Marguerite Snell. Frant-is Healy, Gladys Awbrey, John Lamiman. Ross Shanahan. and Grace Jessen. All tl.ese will be graduates of the academic course Early in the year we organized our class with Yeva 1Vilder as President, Grace Jessen, Vice-president, and Callie Barney as Secretary and Treasurer. Mies Bammann was chcsen our class teacher. As Seniors we felt we deserved something different and newer than class pins, and so we decided to have class rings. Now that we have them we have reason to be proud of them. After much discussion we decided on gold and white as our class colors and the Shasta daisy as our flower. Ad astra per aspera was unanimously voted our motto. The Senior play, All on Account of Polly, will be presented near the close of school. Owing to small number of Seniors. students of the other classes completed the cast of characters. As a parting gift, the Seniors presented to the school a beautiful American flag. a very appropriate gift in these stirring patriotic times and a gift that is loved by everyone. . Six

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112.151 ill nf E112 Ulaaa nf '1' BY VEVA XVILDER, '17 llwlet tilicztet-ni, a promising young lawyer of intellect I an,'t.n, was called suddenly to the city ol' Andersen to draw up wills for nine young people who in-rc about to depart from childhood and high school and enter on the long journey of lzfe. lYlicn Mr. Cheateni entered the Anderson Union High School there sat seven young ladies and two young gentlemen puzzling over what they wished to leave to relatives and friends, and what they wanted to take with them. The first one to speak was that bold Marion XVentworth, who ordered MS. Cheatem to hurry. I want to get rid of this Business English of mine and I guess it wouldn't come amiss with Margaret Black, she said hurriedly. And, she added. you can leave a little of my height and strength to Hazel Eldridge. Mr. Cheatcm immediately sat down and wrote out the legal form as fast as they dictated to him. l,' began Callie Harney, leave my bcau-catcher curls to lit-ssic 'l'I 'Yl1l5'211l, and my small feet to Hildred Burbank. I also wish to leave my vocal exercises to some one who will appreciate the hours of torture tfor others! which I have spent on them. My ability as an actress I leave to Lois Stevenson. l, spoke up Miss Awbrey, am willing to leave everything to anyone who wants it, except my ever-increasing powers as a 'vampire' woman. And I, softly quoth mighty Ross, who had tried to take everything the school offered by uniting the Commercial and Academic courses, want to leave nothing, but wish instead that I could have gotten six years of Latin and have rtad about eight more German novels, Still, you might leave my ability to cast shy, bashful glances to some Freshman and my soft voice to Laverne Ashhaugh. This will be a decided advantage to him, if he can carry it all thru to his Senior year. Marguerite hesitatingly took the stand and made two cr three desperaxf attempts before she Enally succeeded in bringing cut: I want to leave all the Senior bills to the Juniors to pay next year, and sat down amid many words of approval from the others, Everyone was silent as bright-haired Frances Healy took the stand and began: 'XVeli, she said, since I have already left Anderson and my ollicc as Josh Editor to another, I haven't much to leave. Yet, she went on retlectingly, since Jim Kinyon is so dull I might leave him a little cf my Irish wit. John Lamiman had sat all this time anxiously awaiting his turn. Please, Mr. Cheatemf' said he, make it very plain that I will Leland Ros: my Latin book, on condition that he read it thru every year until he is graduated from S'anf'wr.l. I also leave my speed and slenderness to Blanchard Reynolds. Mr, Cheatenif' whimpered Grace when her turn came, I want every vriedictorian of the Senior classes for the next sixteen years to deliver the address which I have worried over for the last month and a half. Last, but not least, Tiny climbed to the stand. she dragged out in a tired toics. want to leave my inability to write compositions to Blanche Buffum, so that I may do better in the future. My wonderfully musical voice I will to Hilda Story, and my old basket ball suit, a worn-out pair of basket ball shoes, and a few bruises to any aspirant for basket ball honors. 'Are you sure that is everything? asked Mr. Cheatcm, as he was signing the last document, Yes, but if we later discover anything else which we do not care to take further with us, we will divide it equally among the Faculty, spoke a chorus of tunic voices. With this Mr. Cheatem laboriously gathered his large and mysterious packages and wished the Seniors a hurried God-speed fcr he had to run for his train. Seven