Anderson Union High School - Aurora Yearbook (Anderson, CA)
- Class of 1922
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Slowly upward a bright lightlcreeps,
Far brighter than any star.
King Darkness, at sight of the great red flame,
Though he's mighty himself, 'is goneg
While each timid creature, whateer it's name,
Welcomes Aurora, Queen of the Dawn,
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A. S. B. Treasurer, '22
Class Vice-Pres., '20
A. S. B. Sergeant-at-Arms, 'l0
Aurora Staff, '22
Denair H. S., '20, '21
Aurora Stall, '22
Class Pres.. '20
A. S. B. Sec., '22
Board of Control. '22 '
Aurora Stall, '2l, '22
A. S. B. Pres., '22
Basketball, '2l, '22
Baseball, '21, '22
Mgr. Baseball and Basketball
Editor Aurora, '22
Aurora Staff, '20, '22
A. S. B. Pres, '22
Class Sec., '19, '22
Aurora Staff, '22
Denair H, S., '20, '21
Capt, basketball and baseball
Class Sec., '21
Basketball, '21, '22
Aurora Staff, '22
Class Pres., '21, '22
A. S. B. Treas., '20
Mgr, Baseball team, '20
Aurora Staff, '22
Assistant Editor Aurora, '22
.X S. B. Vice-Pres., '22
Class Vice-Pres., '22
Prize story, '22
Aurora Staff, '22
Corcoran H, 'l9, '20, 'Zl
just four years ago, in sweet September,
Is a time we will all remember.
We entered High School, as shy little Frosh, -
But we soon learned our fears were all bosh.
Of course, the weird tales that the Sophomores told
Made our hair stand up and our feet grow cold.
But nevertheless, we showed our pep,
And from the first established our rep.
As Sophomores, just twenty-one returned,
And at last came the day for which we had yearned.
What we did to the Freshies could easily be seen,
I'll say, we surely made them feel green.
As juniors, we worked with a right good will,
Never making a mountain out of a hill.
We ended the term of 'Twenty-one
By showing the Seniors a lot of fun.
At last we are Seniors and rulers of all-
Among our bunch are short and tall.
Our class is well represented in school athletics,
And also in music as well as dramatics.
Though it seems we've come to the end of our rope,
We never intend to give up hope.
There are always higher things in view,
But with heavy hearts, A. U. I-I. S., were leaving you.
Irene Gould '22
Perhaps no one has imagined that in the thrifty days to come,
Rose Trautz will be a dress designer in Paris making things hum.
Close beside her, sitting erect on a little stool,
You'll find her chief stenographer, Irene Gould.
Merrill Williams will leave all he once thought his heart desired,
To fill the vacancy when our noble Charlie Chaplin has retired,
There is one who, after having three times become a widow,
A great historian, will resume her maiden name-Mildred Kitto.
In this valley's favorite farmhouse, Jessie Gittings you'll see
Watching for her stalwart husband-Noble McGee.
At first, Mary Reilly will be an actress on the stage,
Then become a foreign missionary at thirty-one years of age.
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In 1928, a well-known baseball player will be turning the key
That opens the doors of championship, this one being Lee McCvee.
Herbert Hinton for a time, will be a high-class dancing teacher,
Then he'll change to the career of a faithful Christian preacher.
On a million dollar cattle ranch you'll see little jewell McMurry,
Each morning ordering her ever-most faithful employees to hurry.
In the Supreme Court as a dignified judge of much renown,
After a short practice at law, Andrew jessen is to be found.
With the idea of saving people from following the hearse,
You'll soon find Alice Stocker, a very efficient nurse.
Kind people, you have often said, "Well, I suppose they'll pass,"
But now, you'll surely look with pride at this, "Our Senior Class."
Alice Stocker, 'zz.
I, Noble McC-ee, after long and just consideration, do hereby bequeath to
Morris Edna Stopher, my ability to do Latin. To Miss Parker, with a feeling
of deep regret, I do hereby will my freckles, hoping that she will give them the
proper care and attention. To William Adams, I bequeath my ability in
athletics, hoping that he will be able to do it justice.
Signed, Noble McGee.
After due consideration, I, Jewell McMurry do hereby will and bequeath
my ability to win Brazil nuts to Annie Story and my slim, willowy figure to
Hazel Scharsch, and my ability to stop baseballs with my head to the Freshman
girls' baseball team.
Signed, jewell McMurry.
I do hereby, with long and just consideration, bequeath to Harry Z. Roberts,
my ability of driving an automobile with one arm, with a Sophomore in the
Signed, Lee McGee.
I, Mildred Kitto, do donate my good nature to some grouch in the junior
class. To Evelyn Lindner, I leave my knowledge of Economics, providing
she will study as hard as I did. To Helen jones, I leave my bird-like voice.
Last of all, but most important, I bequeath to Sophie Dersch my seat in
Signed, Mildred Kitto.
I, Jessie Cwittings, do bequeath to Georgie Newton my ability to play
basketball, my winning ways to Leola Oliphantg my broad grin to Helen
Jones, knowing how irresistible it will be combined with 21 giggle, My dignity
I leave to my little sister Elizabeth, hoping that in her great need, it will be
Signed, jessie Gittings.
I, Andrew jessen, realizing the uncertainty of life in this age of motor
cars and styles, do make this will my last legal testament as follows: My love
for English, I leave to a church member-may he have the blessing of the
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Almighty. My ability to get into trouble, I leave to George Hinton, knowing
that he will use it to the best advantage, and with the assurance that his
struggles shall not have been in vain. My good nature, I leave, with regret, to
Miss Parker. ,
Signed, Andrew jessen.
I, Rose Trautz, do hereby will to Eddie McDonald my saxophone, if he
promises not to blow it out straight-also my pose while playing it, To Mar-
garet Anderson, I leave my shorn locks for use when her tresses have reached
full length. To Annie Story, I leave my position as short-stop on the girls,
baseball team, hoping she can stop the balls better than Igand lastly, I leave
my "slender" waistline, Cprovided she can find itj, to Georgia Newton.
Signed, Rose Trautz,
I, Merrill Williams, being as sane as could be expected, do make this last
will and testament as follows: To Leon Thibaut I leave my numerous sweet-
hearts, hoping that he may at least win one of them. To William Adams,
my love for English, knowing that he will need it. My ability to get into
scrapes, l will leave to Porter McGee. Last of all, I will my "good looks" to
Signed, Merrill Williams.
After having escaped from the bonds of this high school on june 9, 1922, I,
Alice Stocker, do will and bequeath my unlimited ability for gossiping to
Marie johnson, hoping that she will be able to choke it a trifle more than I
ever could. My hair comb which was so kindly willed to me last year, I leave
to Bessie Wolf, with the understanding that she is not to have it untilclune
13, 1922. My giggle, I will to Mr. Tracie. My ever-ready smile to lara
Long. My freckles to Helen jones, and last but not least, I leave my desk
in the study hall to Nellie Shanahan.
, Signed, Alice Stocker.
I, Herbert Hintonfinding myself in a liberal frame of mind, do hereby
bequeath my earthly and ethereal possessions to my worthy fellow students.
My sage brush pompadour, I bestow upon Frances Kendall. To Morris
Stopher, I give my romantic disposition so that he may attain his ambition
of securing a high school girl.
Signed, Herbert Hinton.
I, Irene Gould, being somewhat in my right state of mind, at least as much
as usual, do will and bequeath my very curly hair to Dorothy Morgan, in
hopes that she doesn't get careless and get it wet. To Alvin Arbuckle, I leave
my pink and white complexion and to Veva Hawes, I leave my dear old
Geometry book, sincerely hoping that she absorbs some of the valuable in-
formation found between its covers.
Signed, Irene Gould.
I, Mary Reilly, do hereby will and bequeath my graceful walk to Helen
jones. My 3's and 4's I leave to Porter McGee and my ability to play baseball
to Ethel Steely. Lastly, I leave my perpetual grouch to Kenneth Dean.
Signed, Mary Reilly.
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First Row-Howard Duncan, Bert Awbrey, William Adams, Drew Morgan,
Mrs. Ingraham, Nellie Shanahan.
Second Row-I-Ielen jones, Mildred Severtson, Helen I-Iall, Grace Sampey,
Sophia Dersch, Irene Dais, Elizabeth Gittings, Annie Story.
Please meet the junior Class!
Three short years ago they entered as wee Freshmen and now-well,
just look at them! We can't really say that they are much for jazz, being
more of a studious nature as all have excellent records, Although they are
the smallest class in school, they are well represented in all lines, especially
in athletics. The junior girls have the honor of holding the championship for
the interclass basketball games which were held at the first of the year.
What do you think of them? Well, just wait until they're Seniors and then
you will have a still better opinion of them.
lfirst Row Arthur Selland, Harry Roberts, Lance Bartell, Paul Dwinell.
George Hinton, Edgar Duncan, Miss Wills, Dorothy Morgan. Kenneth
Donald, Alvin Arhuckle, Earl Bartell, Raymond Duncan, Dick Spann,
Second Row Kenneth Dean, Mazie Phelps, .Jimmie Morgan, Emma
Venzke, Clara Kidwell, Hilda Wilcox, Edward McDonald.
Third Row --Gertrude Hinton, Elva l-lays, Clara Long, Margaret Ander-
lfourth Rowallazel Scharsch, Vic Weigart, Lois McCann, Leola Oliphant.
Winilrcd Nlcffann, Veva Hawes, Audrey Briggs, Zelma York, Artie Briggs.
This is the bunch we are proud of! Why shouldnt we be? Look at the
size! This is the largest class in school this year and is also the largest class
that ever entered our school. A very ambitious little crowd, too. Athletics.
dramatics, orchestra and the ahility to put over real parties are some of the
talents of this class. We are just thinking what a race the Seniors of next
year will have in keeping up with the class ol 'Z-l,
First Row-Porter McGee, Marion Nutting, Philip Rice, Leon Thibaut,
Second Row-Frances Kendall, Morris Stopher, Earl Keeler, Edgar
Altermatt, Arnold McDonald, Rudolph Klotz.
Third Row-Reeta Morgan, Miss Cope, Bessie Wolfe, Evelyn Lindner.
Fourth Row-Lenora Thatcher, Della Pancratz, Anna Vessell, lnez
Nance, Edythe Vessell, Marie johnson.
Fifth Row-Nelda Daly, Irene Weigart, Alice Smith, lmogene Ash-
baugh, Georgia Newton, Ruth l-lanley, Ethel Steely.
The "babies" of our school are not far behind the Sophomores in number.
lt's rather hard to say much about their pep or scholarship because they are
not exactly developed yet. Nevertheless several members of the class are
taking active parts in athletics and many of them have been selected to take
parts in the Senior play. Of course, they are looking forward to the time
when they will be Sophomores and will have a chance to show their colors.
First Row AMerrill Williams, Andrew jessen. Dorothy Morgan 'Xlr
Simpson. Nlimmie Morgan, Dick Spann, William Adams. Herbert l-linton
Second Roxx-fl-ee McGee, Mildred Kitto, Rose 'l'rautz, Jessie Cnttin s
Miss Cope, lrene Could, .Iewell McMurry, Noble McGee.
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Girls' Athletics .
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EDITORIAL Here is our Aurora-a record of activities in our high school for the term
l92l-1922. We have tried to make the book bigger and better than those of
previous years and we truly hope that we have succeeded.
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We are desirous of making our school Annual show our degree of school
spirit. Our school is small and, as the students come from many different
sections and with varied outside interests, 'union is difficult. Nevertheless
we have done well this year, especially toward the latter part of this term.
Chiefly responsible for this is our great success in the line of athletics. Everyone
was so proud of the teams we put out that it simply imbued each and every
individual with real school spirit. I
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Improvements are being added to our school rather slowly: but each year
finds us a little nearer our goal of perfection than the last. This year the
somewhat unsightly dirt mounds have been removed from the school grounds
and are being utilized in making what promises to be a very beautiful lawn.
Many more small improvements are in evidence such as the installation of new
desk chairs and other school room equipment.
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Improvements and additions may seem to us a long time in coming, but we
must realize that it takes much time and money to accomplish these tasks.
Our aim is to leave the school in better condition for our successors t.han it
was when we entered.
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In conclusion, we wish to thank the members of the staff who gave their
time to the compiling of our book and made possible this Aurora for 1922.
Social Criminals of Shoshone Falls
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CC OU are a Social Criminal!" Bess flew at him, almost spasmodically,
lt was now approaching the Fourth ofbluly, and Bess Wilder, a young
high school graduate of Shoshone lfalls, at the age of seventeen, pretty with
her rippling hrown hair and deep hlue eyes, was inclined to he frivolous.
especially at this time of year when everything for the young graduate is
teeming with excitement
"Yes, Doss, you'll have to admit that l've found what you are. lndeed
I took a medical course in high school, hut l always was devoted to my dear
old civics hook, and it was in it that l found what you are. Now l can make
you understand. l'm really very happy to see you hack, but l knew what
you were going to say when l saw you coming, so l thought l'd stop you hefore
you had a chance l Gnd no interest in my medical course, Doss. lt's really
quite a failure, and Civics is only the study of Uhow man makes a living,"
so what can l do with only a high school educationl But now, lylr. Doss
Kenyon, as l said hefore, you are a Social Criminal You are!"
Doss was stunned. lic was a graduate of the grammar school and also
of the Boise School of Surveyors, hut somehow in his school career he had
missed the study of that which he was now heing called. All that he could
do was to stand there hluntly, until the hreathless girl Finished.
"Social Criminals are those people who take advantage of all their oppor-
tunities, hut refuse or neglect to do their duties. You took the opportunity
of asking me to promise to marry you. Do you see that palace over there?"
She pointed to her home. "Now look at your home, Why, Doss, it's a mere
hovel heside mine, and can't you see? You neglect to do your duty of furnish-
ing a home for me which is as good as the one l now have, Besides," turning,
"after the celehration l'm going away to Massachusetts to Harvard, l'll never
marry a man who is not my equal," With this she ran hack to "her palace,"
and with her friend, the dear old civics hook, in hand, threw her foolish, yet
wonderful little self, carelessly down on the carefully made hed, to think and
to plan on what she was going to do at Harvard, "Everything will he wonder-
ful theref' she thought, Hand l'm going to have so many friends, l'll just
forget that there ever was such a person as old Doss Kenyon." Still she
wondered if she had hurt his feelings. She couldn't seem to help it, hut
resolved that she would never speak with him again until she returned from
Massachusetts, bringing with her a six-year course from old Harvard.
Doss went home to his mother and father shortly after listening to Bess.
His mother met him at the door and kissed him. Doss noticed that there
were tears in her eyes and sat down to try to comfort her. She informed him
that his only sister, Donna, the most wonderful little "songbird" that southern
Idaho had ever known, had left home and gone out in the world to follow her
career as a singer, about two weeks before his return, and that suddenly the
night before, his father had taken deathly sick and was expected to pass away
most any moment. Doss Kenyon was strong, but always before, when he
came home bewildered, there had been a teasing baby sister, as he always
called Donna, to comfort him. Now there was no one, and with the anxiety
of it all, mingled with the sobs of his darling mother, Doss laid his mother
back on the couch and mounted the stairs to his own room with tears streaming
down his handsome, boyish face for the first time since his thirteenth birthday.
Immediately he thought of his father, and much provoked at himself for
being so weak and negligent, went to him. It was then that it actually dawned
upon him that his jolly old daddy was leaving him forever.
"To-morrow is celebration day"-the thought entered his mind but was
of no significance. The Fourth came and went. Of course, there were songs,
orations and fireworks, but none of them interested the Kenyons who were
usually some of the most prominent citizens of the day. In the early part of
the morning, Mr. Kenyon left them all behind. They could not locate Donna
-could get no word of her, so the funeral took place without her. I
After the funeral Doss realized that Bess Wilder, the dearest girl on earth
to him, was leaving Shoshone Falls, and the time when she would return was
indefinite, so far as he knew. She was innocent-girlish. He must see her,
explain to her, but it was too late. He was told by the only guardian that
Bess Wilderl had had, since a mere infant, her rich and proud old dad, and
that she had gone away the night before.
Oh, the pity and terror of it all! Doss sighed-frownedA-ran his hand
through his hair-wiped the perspiration off his brow and turned homeward
to the only one he had in the world now-his mother. He found her but-
she fell in his arms and clung to him as death was clinging to her. Doss
shuddered, almost collapsed, but suddenly became strong again. He suc-
ceeded in getting her to bed and rang for the doctor, but it was too late. His
darling mother,with the words "Donna, my Songbird!" on her lips, had climbed
the Silver Passway to his once jolly old daddy.
There was much weeping and sorrow over the departure of the much
beloved Kenyons among the people of Shoshone Falls, but their grief could
in no way compare with that of the Kenyon's only son.
That night Doss wandered to the graveyard. He sat down by the graves
of his dear ones. From there he could see the transparent green water, where
Donna had always gone boating when she was home-also far below this
was the gushing cataract-Shoshone Falls. After all it was beautiful! His
thoughts wandered to Bess, to Donna, to father and mother. For a moment
his mind was at ease, then something in him or about him seemed to whisper,
"Doss, are you a man? You've got to live, you have your parents' estate.
You are a surveyor by nature and by training. Don't you see this tangled
beauty before you? What can you develop out of it?" Conscience was his
inspiration. He arose. Standing straight and tall in the moonlight, with his
handsome face, which had so quickly tained from that of a boy to that of a
man, uplifted. He uttered a low prayer over the mounds where his parents
On his way home he took from his pocket a lock of glistening, brown hair.
The words "You are a social criminal" came to him. This time he smiled a
bit sarcastically, and placed the lock of hair back in his pocket.
During the six years that followed, Bess Wilder, working her way through
university, changed wonderfully. The people at Harvard did not yield to
every wish of hers as the people of Shoshone Falls had done. She had forgotten
that she had ever cared to be a doctor. She thought she had forgotten Doss,
but indeed she had not forgotten Shoshone Falls. She found in her advanced
Civics, the study of laying out parks and cities. The last four years of her
course she studied with one aim-that of returning home and with the riches
with which she had always been blessed, build a magnificent park out of
The time finally came for her to start homeward. Oh, she was happy!
She thought of Doss, of her daddy and of Shoshone Falls.
The inspiration that came to Doss, six years ago, was all that he needed.
He now owned two productive gold mines, his father's estate and a house
which was carefully modeled after the so-called "palace" of "Dad" Wilder.
Now he was surveying the land around Shoshone Falls with the idea of making
it one of the greatest parks in the United States.
When Bess arrived home, she found her father sick-dying. He passed
away. Her grief was terrible. For a long time she would not see anyone. One
day she picked up the local paper and noticed the unusual headlines about
the great work Doss Kenyon was doing. At first it hurt her terribly. Doss
had beaten her to it.
One day when she was passing the new palace, so exactly like her own
home, she wondered whose it was. She had never been interested enough to
ask before. Then she glanced up and saw in the doorway-Doss Kenyon-
yes, it was him. She waved. Doss came out to meet her and cordially shook
hands, They went into the house and when the ice had entirely melted away,
they told each other of their conflicting plans and all that had taken place in
the time during the six years they were parted.
That evening they wandered to the lonely graveyard. It was Doss who
broke the silence by, "Bess, am I not your equal? You too are a social criminal.
You took the opportunity of leaving me alone for six long years and now you
rfjeglect to do your duty of saying you accept the "palace ' which I have built
"Doss, I accept it. Now, am I a social criminal?"
"No, but listen, I built thefpalace' for you. You condemned me because
I didn't do it. Now, am I a social criminal?"
UNO!" she cried. "Doss, what a foolish, wonderful man you are!" and'
as the dusk faded into night and the mellow moonbeams danced on the pure
dashing waters of Shoshone Falls, the two who had been social criminals,
with their career looming up triumphantly before them, stood hand in hand
in the lonely graveyard, garbed in exquisite robes of happiness.
Suddenly, from up the river the entrancingly clear, ringing tones of a
carefully cultured soprano voice reached their ears. It sang, "Silent o'er the
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waters gliding, in our bark we ride." Yes, it was Donna. They ran to her.
She and her husband had inquired and were told that the Kenyons were all
out of town, so she had returned to her girIhood's favorite pastime. Now she
flung herself down on the graves of her parents and wept hysterically.
The next morning at church the minister preached, "And there was great
joy in that city, '. etc.
To-day Shoshone Park is second only to "Grand Old Niagara."
Alice Stocker, '22
THE MONARCH SUN
Arise, my men! arise! I say,
'Tis near the dawn of a new day!
Cast on your armor, gleaming bright,
So burnished with the golden light!
Be ready soon your steeds to fly,
Across the broad expanse of sky!
Flash out your glory left and rightg
Destroy the gloominess of night!
Drive out the darkness from the world!
Clviay all her beauties be unfurledj.
Dispel the time when evil's done,
Bring on the hour when Good's begun!
Fill every nook with beauty rare,
Give life to every blossom fair!
And when at eve, your work all o'er,
Descend unto the western shore.
And so each morn, e'er rise of sun,
The king's command aloud is rung.
While back within the eastern gate,
The glowing steeds impatient wait.
Anxious to draw the golden chair,
Up through the pure, ethereal air.
And bear on high the "Monarch Sun,"
Who at his height none look upon. N
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Going Up I
H H I., what in thunder do you suppose has happened to me now?"
wailed Robert Trellison to his friend, Albert Barrett.
"Dunno, unless you've been jilted again. If so, this
makes the twentieth time," returned Albert.
The two were seated in Roberts room in the hotel.
A Robert had a telegram in his hand which he had just
"Ah, heck, forget it for awhile. Don't you suppose anything else can
happen to a fellow?"
"Not to you anyway," answered Albert.
"Well, read that and see," tossing him the telegram.
"Too bad, but why should you care?" asked Al, reading the telegram.
It'll get into the newspapers-that is why I care,"
"Why did your grandfather cut you out of his will? He had to leave you
something, you're his only heir, Bob."
"Oh, he fixed that all right. He left me a tumble-down old shack up .in
the Catskill mountains. As to your other question, he cut me out, of his
will because I wouldn't marry Betsy Carter."
"Oh, Lawdyf' roared Albert, "You jilted one and twenty jilted you.
That's unfair. How did it happen? Why didn't you marry her? Wouldn't
she have you T' He stopped for more breath.
'lieep on asking questions. Why don't you marry her?" demanded Robert,
"Ran out of breath, old fellow, and had to stop. Don't get angry, l
couldn't help it," protested Albert.
Robert looked at his friend inquiringly.
"I didn't marry her because she wanted me to."
UI thought that must be it," said Albert. "Tell me about that house."
"Well, it's supposed to be haunted, but I don't believe in haunted houses,"
began Robert. "It's located in the Catskill mountains."
'iAnd this is only Maryland," interrupted Albert.
"No one has lived in the house since my grandfather did, ten years ago.
It is said to be haunted by the spirit of an old priest, who was put into the
dark cellar, with chains on him, and left there to die. His spirit walks around
every night at twelve. For a whole hour the clanking of chains can be heard.
I would like to go up there just to discover who the ghost really is."
"Maybe someone is being the ghost for a special reason," suggested Albert.
"I..et's go up there and find out."
"All right," agreed Robert. "We'll leave early in the morning, after I
have seen my lawyer."
They left next morning after Robert had sent word for his lawyer to wire
him if he received any reasonable offer for the place.
Several days later they were trudging up the mountain to the house which
sat in a cleared place, surrounded by trees,
' The house was one-story with a large attic above and a dark, dark dungeon-
like cellar beneath. The outer appearance of the house showed neglect. Wild
flogferslflambered up the porch and over the roof. Everything was hushed
an sti .
The two young men carried their supplies up to the porch and laid them
down. Robert took a bunch of keys from his pocket, selected one, and unlocked
the door. They entered the neglected house.
They went from room to room, finding most of them bare and unfurnished,
except the kitchen which had an old stove in it. I l
"Um, that looks good, I'm as hungry as a bear," declared Al, giving the
stove the once over. "This old stove isn't much account because it's been
here so long, but it'll do. Get me a knife while I find the bacon in this junk
of mine, Bobby. I'm going to remember my HK. P." duties."
While this was going on, Roberts lawyer had received a visitor.
"I am Mr. Smith," the man announced. "I have come to buy Mr. Trel-
lison s house. I want to go there to live. I'll give you one hundred thousand
dollars for it."
"I'll have to wire him about it first," the lawyer replied. "I'll let you know
in a few days."
"Sh, what's that noise?" whispered Bobby, after supper, as a sharp, creak-
ing noise could be heard on the stairs, leading into the attic.
Softly they tiptoed to the door in time to see a young girl descend the
steps and disappear through the door opposite the dining room.
"After her, quick!" exclaimed Al. The two opened the door that the girl
had disappeared through, just as she slipped outside and vanished into the
Bobby and' Al rushed out but could not see anything because of the dark.
"l..et's go inside, l'm getting the creeps standing out here in this cold,"
"Huh," snorted Robert, when they were once more by the kitchen fire,
"that was no ghost. I wonder who she was."
"It's a good thing that we lit those three lamps that we brought with us
or we would not have seen her," said Albert.
"Say," whispered Robert, "let's go find a bedroom and go to bed."
They blew out all the lights but one, picked up their bedding and went
to a room opposite the parlor. They made their beds, blew out the light and
climbed in bed, but they did not remove any of their clothes except their
Robert was awakened by a loud clanking noise somewhere in the house.
"Al," he whispered, shaking the sleeper, "wake up."
They both sat up in bed and listened. The noise was coming up the stairs
that led to the cellar. Quickly they climbed out of bed, and without putting
on their shoes, rushed to the top of the stairs to see what it was.
Imagine their horror at seeing something coming up the steps clothed in a
long white gown. The thing had chains dragging after it which were fastened
to its arms and legs.
The two men felt their hair rising on end as the spectre kept getting closer
and closer. They could stand it no longer and turning, as of one accord, they
fairly flew into the parlor.
Clankety! Clank! Clank! The noise got louder and louder and they
could hear the chains in the kitchen. All was silent for a few minutes, then
the noise commenced again going down stairs. Then silence. The two
went back to their bed but did not sleep much more that night.
Next morning Bobby received a telegram telling of the offer. "Hold for
investigation," Bobby wired back. He told Al that something was up. No
one would offer that much for a haunted house. ,
That night the two took up the search for the ghost. About midnight a
scraping, scratching noise was heard below the stairs. Down the stairs
rushed the two men.
In the center of the basement, a young girl was struggling with the ghost.
The two men Fired their revolvers at the same time. Down went the ghost
on the basement fioor.
"Betsy Carter!" gasped Bobby, gazing at the girl.
"Quick!" Albert cut in. "That fellow's waking up."
Eagerly the boys bent over the man on the Hoor. He rose unsteadily to
his feet. They helped him up the stairs to the light kitchen.
"Who are you?" demanded Bobby.
"Well, being I'm caught I might as well confess. I'm here because Mr.
Smith, the man who's been trying to buy this place, sent me to haunt the house
so you'd sell it cheap. You see, he found ore here one day and he wanted the
place. If it hadn't been for her there, I wouldn't have been caught. :You'll
let me go, won't you? I'll never come here again."
"Kick him out that door, Al," ordered Robert. The man didn't wait
to be kicked.
"Betsy," said Bobby, "explain why you are here. Will you, please?"
"I am a reporter on a newspaper and I told the editor I could prove that
there was no ghost here. I came up here and was living in the attic. To-night
I went down stairs and found that man asleep. He woke up and I was strug-
gling with him when you came," she replied. "That isn't ore either, but some
mixture that resembles it," she went on.
Albert slipped out of the room so quietly that they did not see him go.
"Let's get married to-morrow," Bobby said. I
"All right," agreed Betsy.
The next morning the two were married in a little church at the foot of
the mountain. Albert was best man, After the wedding, they went back
to the haunted house to get their belongings.
As they came in sight, they saw a man standing on the porch. He went
forward to meet them.
"I've come to offer you one hundred fifty thousand dollars for this place,"
Bobby gasped, but seeing Albert wink at him, said, "All right, I'll sell.
Give me your check."
After the sale was made, Bobby and the other two went into the house,
gathered up their belongings and prepared to leave.
The man waited for them to go. As they started down the hill, Albert
could not resist shouting, "That isn't ore."
They went on and left the man standing there gasping.
Leola Oliphant, '24,
The Joys of a Sunday Outing
R. SMITH drove his Flivver up in front of the old Smith house
and hollered, "Say, Maggie,.let's go on a picnic."
"Say, hurry up, Maggie. When do you think we're
going? This time next year, I suppose."
"just wait a minute pa, I have to call Frankie and
"Where you going, ma?" exclaimed Willie.
"Why, Willie, were going on a picnic down to the river."
Everything was going on peacefully when Mr. Smith exclaimed, "Maggie,
did you put them sandwiches in the car?"
"Sure, Henry, under the back seat."
"That's fine! In among all them oily tools."
"Well, we ought to have a larger car. How many people do you expect
to ride .in one flivver, anyway?"
"Pa, look out for that cow in the road!"
Who's drivin' this car, Willie, you or me?"
It ain't no car, pa-its a Lizzie."
You shut up."
Henry, don't speak to the child that way."
Pa, this ain't the road to the beach."
Now looky here, sonny-"
Henry, if you speak to that child again that way-"
"Now listen, it's hard enough to steer this old boiler without a lot of gab
from the back seat. I thought this was going to be a pleasure trip."
"We never had a pleasure trip in this old boat yet."
"Well, I ain't no millionaire."
I'll say you ain't, Mr. Squibbs aint no millionaire either and they've
got a French Hardparaf'
He made his money selling celluloid cook stoves to the Shipping Board."
Well, he made it, didn't he?" I
Pa, did you put any oil in the car? Lookit, the gauge."
Willie, if you don't shut up, nowA"
What makes it knock so, Henry? I hear knocks all the time."
Knocks are the best things I ever hear when you are along."
Pa, there's a milk truck going to pass us,"
Let her pass."
"Henry, it's too embarrassing. A steam roller could pass this old bus.
Why don't you get a new car?"
"If anybody should offer me the Ferry Building for a nickel I couldn't
buy one of the door knobs."
"Pa, let me drive, will yuh?"
"My heavens, Henry, don't let Frankie drive. Your driving is bad
"There now, look what you went and done. You got me nervous, I
pretty near took a spill. This doesn't look like the right road."
I told you it wasn't the road to the river, pa."
Henry, I believe the boy is right."
Ma, I want a sandwich." g
How are you going to get a sandwich when they are under the seat?"
You kin get out."
"Oh, well, this is a pleasure trip-I may as well humor you, Willie. Stop
the car, Henry."
"How do you figure that? Didn't it take me half an hour to start it?"
Ma, I want a sandwich."
"Henry, will you stop this car so I can get out and get the boy a sandwich 7"
"Well, all right, but if I don't get her started again, don't blame me."
Theres your sandwich, Willie. Now keep still. Henry, how long
are you going to crank this engine?"
"Until she starts."
Pa, why don't you turn it faster?"
There she goes as sweet as ever."
Pa, this ain't the road."
'Tis too. How do you know it ain't7"
Because this is the upper end of the street we live on."
Henry, we're going back toward home. We have just gone around in a
"You're crazy." I 4'
"No, she ain't, pa. Theres our house right down there across from the
school house. I ort to know."
"Well, I'll be-in
"Henry, if you use such language before the children, what will they be
when they grow up? What are you going to do?"
"Were going home and stay there and this old thrashing machine is going
into the garage."
"This is a fine pleasure trip."
"I'll tell the world."
Mildred Kitto, I22.
916 914 H4
Plurals M ost Singular
Well begin with a box and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
One fowl is a goose and a whole lot are geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
The plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth7
If the singular is this and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss always be keese?
Then one may be that and three may be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren.
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him.
But imagine the feminine, she, shis, and shim!
So the English, I think, you all will agree'
Is the most wonderful language you ever did see.
uhh wil. 1 1
' I I
What's In a Name?
ACK WILLIAMS was inclined to be bashful. jane Adams
found out that the one subject on which he could talk
freely was about Cousin Mary. Let a girl mention books
or literature to him and his mouth became dry and his
tongue felt as if it were glued to the roof of his mouth.
Yet, jane was his ideal girl. Therefore, when jane discovered
that he liked to talk about his Cousin Mary, she was wise
enough to ask him about her very frequently.
No, Mr. jack Williams was not afraid of men nor ill at ease when among
them. I-Ie called at Mr. Adams' office bright and early one morning and calmly
asked for the hand of his daughter.
"Well, jack," said Mr. Adams, "I certainly haven't any objections.
That s to be settled between you and jane."
"Why, er-I haven't had the nerve to ask her yet," replied jack.
"When I was young we didn't go and ask her father if we could marry.
We got married and then asked the old man where we could live," said Mr,
"No 'but' about it," he continued, "the times haven't changed that much
since I was young."
the lamp have
I bet you that a nice cozy room, a pink shade and ruffles on
caused more than one proposal. I-Iow about it? And you
mean to sit there and tell me you havent proposed yet?"
I did propose. You gave your consent."
But you are not going to marry me, are you? I understand it was jane
wanted. Talk to her."
Now look here, Mr. Adams, I asked you. It's the same thing."
"Not by a hundred miles, jack. If I told jane that, she wouldn't be home
the next time you called. You don't know women! If you haven't courage
enough to propose to a girl, what are you going to do if she marries you?
You've got to have some spunk."
"Oh, I've got the spunk all right. But you know how I feel."
, let me give you some advice. When you propose to a girl,
you don't blurt right out that you want to marry her."
"You don't?" said jack, looking surprised.
"Certainly not. There are lots of ways. Figure them out for yourself."
"Then you mean I've got to ask her myself?" questioned Jack.
'il can't do
it, Mr. Adams. "I-Ionestly, I can't."
"Well, I can't spend any more time with you this morning. I've got to
get busy," replied Mr. Adams.
So ended the interview, with ,lack no better off than he was before.
That night, jack went to see jane. By way of making conversation
jack exclaimed, "Oh, Cousin Mary is coming to-morrow."
"ls she? Oh, I'd love to meet her. If she is anything like you, she must
be very agreeable," responded jane. A
"No, shes not like me but she's agreeable. Would you want me to arrange
a meeting? Say a lunch down town 7"
"Yes, it would be Fine."
Cousin Mary came to town as she had promised. jack left his work to
take her around town, as you remember he was very fond of her.
They were standing on a corner talking when she happened to hear him
make some remark about Miss Adams. -
"So she's the one, jack?"
"Well, er-I don't know. You see-"
"Of course, I see. Why shouldn't I? Tell me all about her."
All the way down the street he talked about her until his cousin asked,
"When is it to be?"
Whose wedding?" asked jack, innocently.
Yours and Janes," said Cousin Mary.
Why, I haven't asked her yet."
You mean to tell me that you can talk about a girl for six or seven blocks
and you haven't even asked her to marry you? I'm surprised at you. Where
does she liye? I would like to apologize for you."
"Wouldn't it be better to come in and take lunch with her?"
The very thing, We'll have lunch at 'The Eagle' "
"Excuse me a minute and I'll telegraph her." He scribbled this note:
"Meet me and Mary at 'Eagle' at 2 o'clock."
"Rush that," he said to the operator.
Certainly, messages like that always go rush," replied the operator.
jack looked puzzled because of the reply but went on out.
Soon afterwards, a messenger delivered it to jane. She tore the telegram
open and exclaimed, "lsn't it what we might have expected?" She im-
mediately wrote the following reply:
"Of course. Mamma comes with me. Telephone Dad."
When the message was handed to jack, it puzzled him. He handed
it to Cousin Mary, saying, "Maybe you can make it out, I cant"
"Oh, I suppose she wants me to meet her mother and father."
jack had scarcely finished speaking when jane rushed up to him, kissed
him and told him he was the cleverest man in the world.
jack was bewildered. He didn't know what to do, so he simply said,
"I want you to meet Cousin Mary."
"ls she to attend?" asked jane, breathlessly.
h Everybody began congratulating him and telling him what a lucky man
jane, clutching jack's arm, exclaimed, "I just think your idea of proposing
by telegram the cleverest idea ever heard of".
At last, it was gradually dawning on him what had happened, so he only
blushed and smiled modestly.
"I shall always keep it," declared jane, pulling it out of her bag.
"I.et's see it," said Alice, one ofjane's friends. "I have always wanted to
hear a proposal but it is some satisfaction to read one." She read, "Meet
me and marry at 'Eagle' at 2 o'clock."
Then jack knew what had happened.
"Mary, let me introduce to you the future 'Mrs Williams' "
"Oh, you wretch! and this morning you didn't tell me a word about it,"
jack telephoned to Mr. Adams, and on his way back to the wedding party
he stopped long enough to hand the operator ay five dollar bill.
"Thank you, sir," said the operator, "I thought I had made a mistake in
"You did," said jack, joyously, "you made the biggest mistake in your
Zelma York, '24.
Of winter winds the earth was weary,
Of winter skies so dull and dreary,
The Howers, longing for the spring,
Still to their earthy beds must cling.
When Spring peeped shyly out one day,
Smiled on the earth so cold and gray,
Winter knew his reign was o'er,
Went raging over field and moor.
Spring paused and hid behind a cloud,
Winter made for him a shroud,
he was oldg his wrath gave way,
And gentle Spring at last held sway.
She smiled for joy and wept for pain,
Thus mingled sunshine with the rain,
blew her breath upon the flowers,
And in the woodland wove new bowers.
danced and frolicked o'er the hills,
freed the little frozen rills.
kissed the ferns and called them up,
drank in full her joyful cup,
So working, singing, day by day,
Swiftly passed the hours away,
'Till Summer came to take her place,
As Spring looked up with saddened face.
Her blossoms drooped 'neath Summers heat,
The grass was brown where trod her feet.
Spring smiled at them a sad adieu,
And said, "l'll come again to you."
Gladys Beidlernan, '24.
When john Told the Truth
OHN MILLER seemed to be in deep thought, and at short
intervals he would shake his head and say, "No, it's not
that," and then he would sink into thought again. john
was a very handsome lad with curly brown hair and sparkling
grey eyes. But to-night he looked far from being happy,
as he sat there on his bed thinking.
Two years he had lived in Cronwell, Oregon, and for
years he had gone to high school there. It was only a small
high school and yet john was not popular. He had entered
school this year with the determination of becoming popular but to-night at
the return party of the Freshmen, he had seen that all of his efforts had been
in vain. Helen Carrey had again completely ignored his presence, and this
was what hurt most of all.
Three days later, while john was walking home with his friend, jimmy
Marshall, he said, "jim, what's the matter with me? I have done everything
that I know of to become popular at school and see where I am-no nearer to
the goal than I was two years ago."
"Aw, forget it, .you're all right."
"No, jim, it's the truth I want. What is the matter with me?"
The boys were now standing at the gate before jimmy's home. jimmy
looked at john a long time before he spoke.
"Take Fred Taylor for instance. He's the most popular boy in school.
He's not very good in his studies and he always talks about what he can do.
But if he believes a thing, he always says it regardless of consequences, and he
never says anything he doesn't mean."
"But the point is, what's the matter with me?" said john. .
"I was just coming to that," said jim. "You are too considerate of other
peoples opinion. If anyone asks you for your opinion on a subject, you always
evade the question because you are afraid of hurting someone s feelings. You
always readily agree with anyone on any matter, regardless of your own
"Yes, you're right about that, but how can I remedy it?"
"The only remedy is, to say, when asked for your opinion, just what you
think. In other words, tell the truth, the simple truth," said jim, smiling.
"That's easy," said john.
"Is it? I'll bet you five dollars you can't speak the truth for one month."
"Called!" said john, and after a few minutes more of discussion as to what
was meant by the truth, john went home. '
"That'll be the hardest earned five dollars john ever made," said jimmy,
chuckling to himself as he finished relating the story to his mother.
Two days later an argument arose in the history class, as to whether
President Wilson or President Roosevelt was the better president. The teacher,
Helen Carrey, and several others were in favor of President Wilson, while
an equal number were in favor of President Roosevelt. The argument was at
it s height when the teacher, remembering john's readiness to agree with other
people s opinion, said that as there was an equal number of people on each
side, they would have to leave the decision to john,
"Now, john, don't you think that President Wilson was by far the better
president?" asked the teacher.
john was confused. He first looked at Helen, then at the teacher, and
finally at jimmy who was grinning at him. The reason for this grin was that
jimmy knew of john's feeling toward Wilson, and jimmy was thinking of
that five dollars that he would collect that evening. He was shaking with
laughter when john finally rose to his feet and stood there looking around the
room, unable to speak.
"Well," saidjohn, speaking at last in a shrill, quavering voice which
seemed to come from a great distance, "I-I-I-believe that Mr. Wilson
has gone through one of the greatest trials that any president has ever gone
Here john paused and looking around the room, he noticed the smile on
the faces of those in favor of Wilson, and especially the smile on Helen's face
as she looked at him. At this point john continued with a grim smile on his
"As I was saying, President Wilson had a hard task before him when he
went into office. Many say that he had a chance to become a second Lincoln,
and he did many good things for the people." john went on in a more natural
voice. "But he failed to become a second Lincoln, and before he was out of
office, the American people refused to back his policy, Therefore, I think that
as a president, Roosevelt was by far the greater man," concluded john.
As john sat down there was a dead silence. The students in favor of Roose-
velt didn't say a word, having caught the angry flush on the face of the teacher.
john, who had been examining the top of his desk, glanced up to meet the
look of scorn on Helens face.
just then the bell rang and john bolted for the door, unable to stand the
silence any longer. In the hall he grabbed his hat and coat and started for
home. He had had enough of school for that day.
As the days went by, john found that instead of becoming popular, he was,
if possible, becoming more unpopular. When he had made the wager with
jimmy, he had had a few friends, but now the only friend he had was jimmy,
and john was undecided as to whether' he was his friend or not, since it was
jimmy who had gotten him into this mess.
One particular example of john's reformation was given at his home one
evening. He had a very rich aunt whose custom was to visit them frequently.
She was very homely and yet every time she came, she would say, "How do I
look in my new hat?" or "How do I look in my new coat?" etc. On this par-
ticular occasion john was very much out of sorts, and when Emma Chis auntj
came into the room and said, "Well, john, how do I look in my new hat?"
he retorted, "You look like a head-on collision between a nightmare and a
fashion plate!" With this he went to his room and Emma sank into a chair and
gasped, "What on earth did he mean?"
john's mother, who had stood there speechless, said to Emma, "For the past
three weeks john has been saying things that surprise me. The only explana-
tion I can give is that he must be ill. I have wanted him to see a doctor, but
he won't listen to me. To-night he sat there and never uttered a word until
you came. I don't know what ails him."
"Perhaps his heart is troubling him," said Emma. But seeing the look
of horror on Mrs. Millers face, she added, "I mean, perhaps he is thinking
of some girl."
From this point, the conversation drifted into other channels.
The days dragged by and john, who had always been jolly and good-
natured, became quiet and sullen. Even his own folks refrained from asking
him questions, because if he answered them at all, it was always in a surly
"Why not quit?" he asked himself. Then quickly. "No, I shall not quit
now. The damage is already done. jimmy will have to pay five dollars for
his fun, anyway."
"I'll collect that five dollars day after to-morrow," thought john, as he
walked to the show one night, Lately, the only pleasure that john indulged
in was that of going to the show. There, he could forget his troubles-tem-
porarily, at least. This night john was feeling better than usual. He was
thinking of the money that jim owed him and also of the freedom that he was
soon to enjoy.
That night while on his way home, john came upon a car in the middle of
the road. Being in a more jovial frame of mind than usual, he inquired of the
lone occupant if he could be of any assistance.
"Yes, if you know anything about a car," answered a voice which he in-
john thanked his lucky stars that he had taken a course in auto mechanics
the year before and proceeded to examine the machine. He soon discovered
that a timer wire had become disconnected and after fixing it, he said, "Good
night," and started on.
Helen stepped on the gas and came up with john.
"Get in and I'll take you home."
john sat down beside her and they started on. Both remained silent until
they reached john's home, then she said, "john, what's been the matter with
you the past month?"
"Well, I'll tell you, if you will promise not to tell anyone."
Helen nodded and john began. When he had finished Helen laughed.
"You silly boy," she said, "don't you know that a person with a few real
friends is better off than the most popular man in the world? Many times the
most popular persons have fewer real friends than the average person."
"I believe you're right," john answered. "Anyway, I've learned in the
past month that one doesn't become popular by telling the truth."
N. I. McGee, '22,
GIMME SOME GINGER!
I'm sort of tired of things that isg
They're lacking somewhat as to fizz.
There ain't no ginger in life's jar
With things a-going as they are.
'Tain't discontent that's vexing me
With life so everlastingly,
But just a sort of parching thirst
To get a peek at things reversed.
They've been the same so very long,
A change would strike me pretty strong,
And, though I'm making no complaint,
For once I'd like 'em as they ain't.
Marie johnson, '25,
T was a few days before Christmas. I was feeling happy
5' that morning as I walked down the busy street. Christmas
395, cheer appeared on every side. Pleasant greetings, smilin
, . S
:,f 85331 , I faces, brightly colored posters and large display windows
told the same story. The year had been exceptionally
-j successful for me, and I was now planning a nice little
surprise for the happy wife at home when-"Paper, sir!
" ' Morning edition! Times! Examiner!"
Involuntarily I stopped. My happy plan melted away, but the eager
face of the sturdy urchin as he searched my face for an answer caused me to
"Sure, my boy, the Times, please." I found I had nothing smaller than a
gold piece and as I held it out a shadow crossed his face.
"I haven't so much change," he explained simply, "and it would not be
to our mutual advantage for me to get the change because," he added, "you
see I could probably sell more papers while I was getting it and then you
would not care to wait."
The words, "mutual advantage," and the business like voice aroused my
interest. "Have you any folks?" I asked.
"A mother and a little brother, sir," and his eyes gleamed proudly.
A thought flashed into my mind. I had but recently discharged my office
boy for some petty thefts and here was a boy, honest to all appearance, that
would fill the place.
"I-Iow many papers have you left?" I asked.
"Nine," was his very prompt reply.
"And that would be-7"
"Eighteen cents, sir," 'he again answered, so promptly that my mind was
now fully made up.
"All right, sir," I answered, imitating his words. "Now, if you think it
would be to our mutual advantage, I will take all your papers and you bring
me back the proper change. I-Iere is my card-Z0 Ivlainf'
With a hurried "Thank you, sir," he disappeared down the street. I slowly
walked to my office and as I sat lazily waiting at my desk I pictured him in a
new suit of clothes, a regular little business man in my big office.
A few minutes later the door opened. Ah, here he was with the change,
But a shadow of disappointment passed over me. It was just one of the clerks.
The minutes crept slowly by, an hour dragged itself out two hours. What
kept the boy? Was he dishonest? I-Iad the temptation of a little money-
"Tick-tock, tick-tockf' monotonously echoed the old clock on the wall. Noon
came. I arose in disgust. Yes, all boys were alike. You could trust none out
of your sight, and I banged the door after me. '
By one o'clock I was again at the desk, busied over some new business
that had just come in. lt was nearly three o'clock when I was interrupted by
"Mister" I glanced up. A chubby little boy stood at my elbow holding his
cap in his small fist. His curly head hardly reached the top of my desk, but
the baby face was strikingly similar to that of the lad I had so foolishly trusted
in the morning. Evidently the brother I concluded.
"Well, sir," I asked somewhat sharply. "What is it?"
"Mister, is this your card?"
I nodded. The tiny lad's eyes filled with tears.
"Mister, bruver was hitted by a automobile this morning while gettin'
your change. They tooked him to the 'ospital out on the hill. He lost the
money, but he says if you'll trust him, he'll work his Fingers off to pay you
back every cent."
A lump rose in my throat and my eyes glistened with tears as he finished.
After what I had thought of all boys being alike and of this boy in particular,
without a word I reached for my hat and we walked out the door together,
the little fellow holding my hand.
It did not take long to reach the County Hospital in a cab, and as we passed
up the long rows of sheeted forms, a white-capped, white-aproned nurse
put a finger on her lips and motioned us to a small cot. We were too late.
The little figure of the lad was forever still. The nurse held out to me a small
handful of coins. .
"His back was broken," she said, "and when he found he could not live,
he gave these to me. I caught these last words as he passed away: 'Tell him,
if he should come, to please take these as it is all I have got. Tell little brother
good-bye, cause I guess I must go." ,
My eyes streamed with tears as I bent over the little lad. His face looked
quiet and peaceful, and he seemed to smile in his sleep. Yes, he had gone
home to his Maker. '
Dorothy Morgan, .24.
A TRIP TO MARS
Mr. Nat and Miss Mosquito,
Who came to town on a torpedo,
Contemplated a trip to Mars,
So both decided to visit the stars.
On the rear of the bullet sat Mr. Nat,
While in front of the pilot Miss 'Squito sat.
Although she was a pretty mistress,
She was also a very brave aviatress.
The cannon was cocked-
The bullet, it rocked-
Then out in the air, away it shot.
Up and out, 'til they were a mere spot.
A streak of light, a shower of bolts,
The bullet jumped around in jolts.
Off slid Mr. Nat, then Miss 'Squito did go,
Down they tumbled, anything but slow.
The journey ended in a terrible crash,
It seemed as though 'twould pound them to hash.
Then I, opening my eyes with a stare,
Found it to be just a nightmare.
The Election ,
LKVOTE for Benson! "" Clarke for Secretary!" "We need a good presi-
dent." "Ted Bowers the man!" "Give the women a chance-vote
for Elsie Norris for President!" Phrases of this kind were reechoing throughout
the school building at three o'clock one Thursday afternoon. Various posters
with similar admonitions had been circulated or posted everywhere for the
past few weeks. It was election time for Student Body officers and all was
excitement among the students. Those running for the office of president were
Edgar Benson, Ted Bower and Elsie Norris, and there were many vieing
for the other offices, but greatest enthusiasm was centered around the presi-
dency. All three of the contestants were popular in the school, so the election
promised to be exciting. -
At last the bell rang and the meeting began with the passing out of ballots
for voting. After they had been collected, they were placed in the ballot kox,
and, as was the custom, were to be counted the following morning by a
Edgar Benson's best friend was Dan Ellison. Naturally Dan had been
leading the campaign for Edgar with hopes of victory for him. Dan's elder
brother Ernest had been urged to enter the race for the presidency also, but
knowing his younger brother would wish to support his chum in the campaign,
Early in the morning after the election, Ernest happened to observe his
brother coming out of the passage way leading to the room in which the ballots
were to be counted. l-le wondered at the time at his brothers presence there,
but thinking nothing more of it, he dismissed it from his mind.
Shortly after, the ballots were counted. The students anxiously awaited
the results in the assembly, when one of the boys who was managing the election
entered and announced that another vote would have to be taken because
it had been discovered that someone had tampered with the ballots, erasing
the names of Ted Bower and Miss Norris and substituting the name of Edgar
Benson. Everyone stared at Benson, who immediately rose and with a
tremulous voice requested that whoever had done this would confess, to remove
the stigma which would naturally point to himself. There was a low murmur
throughout the assemblage, in fact the rest of the day it was the principal
theme of discussion.
The next morning, as no confession had come forth, the principal of the
school took up the matter, announcing that every effort would be put forth by
the ent.ire student body to find the guilty one.
In the meantime, Ernest recalled having seen his brother come from the
direction of the ballot room shortly after the time of the trouble, and at that
early hour there were few others in the building besides them. Although it
seemed incredible, he could not help but feel that since Dan had taken such
an active part in behalf of Edgar's election, he must be the guilty one. But
why didn't he confess? It would be so much worse if it were discovered in
another way that his brother had done it. Ernest made up his mind, so during
a students' meeting after school, he arose and with few words announced that
it was he who changed the ballots. A gasp of surprise escaped the lips of
everyone present as Ernest sunk to his seat.
Another election was held although Edgar Benson drew out of the race.
The affair was not forgotten, and Ernest was shunned by all-even his
brother, for whom he had sacrified so much, seemed cool. As the term wore on,
Ernest could not understand that Dan would not confess his guilt-to him at
About two months after the election, Edgar Benson moved away with his
parents to a city in a distant part of the state. A month after his departure, a
letter of the following content was received by the Student Body: "I wish to
make it known to the Student Body of Oakdale High School that it was I
who tampered with the ballots of an election held at the first of the term. I
cannot express my shame for the disgrace which has fallen upon Ernest Ellison
for this, nor can I account for his confession of a crime which I know he did not
commit. Sincerely, Edgar Benson."
The same day a letter was received from Benson by Ernest, profuse with
apology and regrets.
Both letters were received 'with great surprise and delight, especially by
After arriving home that evening, Dan said to Ernest, "Say, old kid, why
in thunder did you take that kid's blame. If it had been me instead of you,
people wouldn't have been surprised, because Benson and I were such old
pals-what was the idea?"
Ernest then explained how having seen him come from the hall leading to
the ballot room shortly after the ballots were changed, and not being able to
see his brother accused of it if it were discovered, he took the blame. Dan
could scarcely speak for astonishment and, as big tears came into his eyes,
Ernest put his arm around him, saying, "Well, it's all right, Danny, it's all
over, and I'm only glad it wasn't you at all, but it sure was some election!"
Rose Trautz, 'zz.
It was dark-pitch dark--as dark, in fact, as seven black cats,
I was alone, I was afraid, and I was in the midst of a deep, deep, dark
forest. The leaves above me whispered awesome,warnings and the wind
wailed with a dismal "O-o-o-o!" As I crept stealthily from tree to tree, I broke
the twigs that were strewn on the ground. They did not break with a snap but
with a hollow sound.
Something reminded me of coffins. Coffins--coffins-I repeated the word
over and over. "O-o-o-o!" sobbed the wind. Coffins meant dead men-men
with sunken cheeks, men with hollow eyes, men whose spirits never were at
rest, but roved and roved.
"What was that-that white thing?"
It was going away-no, it was coming nearer! "O-o-o-o!" moaned the
wind. The object came nearer-nearer. "O-o-o-oi" the ghostly sound was
The lightning flashed, the thunder roared. The white thing gave a blood-
curdling shriek and so did I.
The sun rose next morning on a bright and cheerful world.
"No more shrimp salad for me!" I exclaimed as I hastily left my couch of
Elva Hays, '24,
for Alvin, the man of might,
for Bert and Beidleman so bright.
for Chase, one of the Sophomore girls,
for Dorothy who has pretty curls.
for Elizabeth our society vamp,
for Frances, a Freshman scamp.
for Grace, so meek and sweet,
for Herbert who is nearly six feet.
for lrene a Senior of '22,
for jimmy who will be there too.
for Keeler, the Cottonwood pest,
for Lee whoralways does the best.
for Mary of basketball fame,
for Nellie who's always game.
for Oliphant, the English shark,
for Philip, who gets a good mark.
for "Questions," a specialty of the teachers,
for Rudolph, the meanest of creatures.
for Spann, a second "Tom Sawyer,"
for Thibaut who will be a lawyer.
for Union our schools second name,
for Veva who will rise to fame.
for William our manager great,
for X's which we all hate.
for Yelping we do at the rally,
for Zelma who's name is Cally.
Breathes there a Frosh with, soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,
"This is my first, my Freshman year!"
Whose head hath ne'er in water soaked,
Until the Freshman almost croakedg
"I'll not return to high school here!"
M. K., 22.
lf such there breathe, we'll roust him out,
We'll duck him well-now don't you doubt.
High though his pomp, gay though his socks,
He always grins, he never knocks.
Despiteithese grins, the Rook begins
To see that Anderson High School wins.
Living shall see him Hoat about
In water, his heels shall just stick out,
Then doubling up he'll be all in,
But he will sure come back again.
D. A. M., 24.
Where There's a Will, There's a Way
MISS WHITE was walking slowly down the dusty road which led to
her humble cottage in the hollow of the little town of Ocean View,
She was not taking her usual manly strides, but was walking slowly and her
head, with its short gray hair, surmounted by a man's hat was bowed until it
almost touched the gray, masculine-looking coat.
Miss White had virtually "raised" Ocean View She had come there
when half a dozen straggling houses were all that would suggest a town. Since
then, all the affairs of the place had been her chief interest and not a single
public improvement had been made in which she had not had a hand. It
was she who had forced the county to build the bridge across the river, and
the drainage system of the little gulch in the middle of the town had been the
result of her untiring labor. She had braved the wrath of the water company
and had allowed the water to run in her yard, making a single puddle of the
street, and had encouraged her neighbors to do likewise until the company
would grant the consumers cheaper rates. It was she who superintended all
the social affairs and bazaars which brought funds to the town treasury.
She was not pleasing to look upon, on the contrary, she was quite other-
wise. Age had bent her broad shoulders and silvered her thick hair, which
was cut short for the sake of convenience. Her chin was pointed, and turned
up to meet the once well formed nose, but the blue eyes, that looked out from
under the bushy brows, were bright and had, at times, a look of mischief in
them-especially when she stood leaning over some front gate, telling her
"Heh, heh," she would say, when she had just won some battle, "they'll
have to go some to beat us."
On this particular evening, she was not in a joking mood as she turned in
at her rickety gate, and passed along her weed-grown walk and into her dusty
and untidy house. She was thinking of the public library that had been donated
to the town, with the provision that if it ceased to be used, it should go back
to the donor or heir. The people ,of Ocean View did not seem to be studiously
inclined, and many days there was no librarian in the rickety building.
The giver had just died and his son, on this very afternoon, informed Miss
White that the town must give up the library.
"But even if we don't need it now, we will need it later on," she had told
"I can't help that," he had replied, almost rudely, "no one has been here
to take care of it for two weeks so you will have to give it up."
Miss White's swift mind had thoroughly grasped the situation. She knew
as well as he, that it was valuable property and she intended that Ocean
View should have it. -
"We"ll see," was all the satisfaction she had given him as she walked
.And now, as she sat on her little vine-covered porch, she was wondering
how she could possibly save the library.
Suddenly she laughed gleefully. "I have it!" she cried, "I'll be the librarian,
myself, and the neighbors' children must borrow books, even if they dOf1't
read' 'em I thought it'd be funny if that young upstart could get the best 0'
The next morning she carefully smoothed her stubby locks, and, attired
in her best, entered the library, bright and early.
When young Mr. Brown camewby to have a look at what he already con-
sidered as his new property, he was somewhat startled to see a crowd of
children inside. Wondering what all this could mean, he strode haughtily
into the little room and there he found Miss White with beaming countenance,
presiding at the shabby little desk in the corner.
"Howdy-do," she said, briskly, to the newcomer. "What'll you have,
Shakespeare or the latest fashions?"
The astonished man was silent and turning, strode out again.
"I really believe the old woman is trying to beat me out of my library,"
llgile muttered when he had gained the street. "But she'll not do it-I will
. In the months that followed, he waited impatiently for her to grow tired
of her self-appointed task, but day after day the same crowd of children came
to the dilapidated storehouse of learning.
At last Mr. Brown determined that if he could not get the library by
just means, he would get it by unjust means. He would persuade his friend,
Howell, a teacher, to come down to find out if the children really read the
books which they took out and then he would have a library examiner come
to see if the library itself really looked prosperous. If necessary he might
bring some of his money into the consideration, and if these two decisions were
in his favor, he would have a law suit. The very crudeness of his plans showed
his extreme youth and lack of experience.
He spoke to his lawyer about sending for Howell, but the lawyers son
who was one of Miss Whites staunch supporters chanced to hear the con-
versation and reported it at once. From that day on, fewer books were bor-
rowed, but more were read.
At last the night before the visit of the examiner arrived. Mr. Brown was
ready to stoop to almost anything, so great was his desire to get the library,
He found Mike Timmins and hired him to come with him late that night and
help him pile the library chairs in a corner, box the few books and in short,
do so much damage that Miss White could not possibly set things right before
the morning train came in. He told Mike not to mention the scheme to
anyone and Mikes answer was, "Sure an' the money looks good to me."
Brown's fears from that quarter were set at rest.
They entered the building and made a light. Everything was spick and
span and in perfect order.
Suddenly a large figure emerged from the shadows outside the door and
Miss Whites voice asked, "What makes you two so studious this time o
Mike and Mr. Brown looked at each other. "Ye're found out, so you'd
better gimme my money and let me go," observed Mike after several seconds.
"Oh, so there's money in the trick is there? I sent for the library examiner
to come down next week to see if this library wasn't solid, I-Ie wrote that he
had been asked to come to-morrow, an' if it was jest the same to me, he d
kill two birds with one stone. I jest thought that I'd clean the place up a
bit to-night, an' jest as I was leavin' I saw you two sneak in, She turned to
Mr, Brown, "lf you bother me on this library agin, I ll publish everything
about you an' your bribin' scheme. Now you get!"
And he got.
A Pleasant Smile
The thing that goes the farthest to make life worth while,
That costs the least and does the most is just a pleasant smile.
The smile that comes from the heart and goes to its fellowmen,
To drive away the sadness and bring the gladness again.
It's full of worth and goodness, a little kindness spent,
It's worth a million dollars and it doesn't cost a cent.
There is no room for sadness when we see a pleasant smile,
It always has the same good look-it's never out of style.
It gives us heart when failure makes us feel blue,
It's just as good for me as it is for you,
It does a lot of good and it is merely lent,
It's worth a million dollars and it doesn't cost a cent.
A smile comes very easy-you can wrinkle up with cheer.
A hundred times before you can squeeze out an ugly tear.
lt goes out always to the heart-strings like a tug,
And leaves an echo there which is nearly like a hug.
So wake up-we know by a smile just what is meant,
It's worth a million dollars and it doesn't cost a cent,
Zelma York, '24,
Associated Student Body
First Semester Second Semester
President Rose Trautz President Herbert Hinton
Vice-President William Adams Vice-President Merrill Williams
Secretary jewell McMurry Secretary Noble McGee
Treasurer I-rene Gould Celected for the full school yearj
Sergeant-at-arms Eddie johnson Sergeant-at-arms Leon Thibaut
BOARD OF CONTROL
First Semester Second Semester
jewell McMurry Lee McGee
Secretary and Treasurer .
Secretary and Treasurer . .
Gladys Biedleman. . .
Kenneth Dean .
Gertrude Hinton .
Earl Bartell .
Miss Wills .
Myrtle Kidwell .
Nelda Daily . .
Alice Smith .
Miss Cope .
President . .
Secretary . .
Treasurer . .
President . .
Secretary and Treasurer
. Kenneth Dean
. Winifred McCann
. Clara Kidwell
. Alvin Arbuckle
. Miss Wfills
. . Edgar Aldermatt
. . Porter McGee
. . Miss Cope
lXlazie Phelps, Harry Roberts, Noble McGee, Miss Chidester, Edward
McDonald, Rose Trautz, Lee lvlcflee.
A school orchestra was organized this year under the leadership of Miss
Clhidester. This was the hrst organization of this kind in the history of our
school and remarkable progress has been made by the members. They have
furnished music for the various school activities as well as town affairs. The
members are as follows'
Mazie Phelps f-Piano
Noble McCeeeFirst Violin
Lee McGeewSecond Violin
Ruse Traulz-Saxophone and Piano
SC H OOL Bl+INlf1Fl'1'
On March l l at the Home Theatre the motion picture, Julius Caesar, was
presented by the school. This play was obtained from the University of
California and is considered one of the best productions of its kind. A large
crowd was present and the "Aurora" fund was greatly increased.
Herbert Hinton, 22.
Your book is well printed hut you should have put in more material.
Cuts attract attention and add to the appearance ofthe hook. Your cover is
The material in your hook is good hut your literary department should
be in one place and under one heaclingaalso your jokes. You have a lot of
good snaps, but where are the group pictures?
"Colus' ' -Colusa,
Your cuts are not good and some of the group pictures are too large,
making them too conspicuous. The Hy-leaf of your hook is too much like a
hlotter, but the binding is good. You have excellent material in all of your
departments and we enjoy reading your book. Come again.
The stories in your annual are very good. The group pictures arent
so good. but you surely have some clever cartoons ethey add,
"Rice Chaffueliiggs. ,
Your paper is well printed and the news is arranged in good order. lt
shows a lot of school spirit.
"Senior Dynamo"fVirginia City.
Excellent school spirit is shown in your paper also a keen competition
hetween the boys and girls. Your paper certainly is a live wire.
'Purple and Gold" --Dixon.
You certainly have a lot of news in your paper, but it is poorly printed
and the arrangement could be improved. A smaller edition, printed on a
better grade of paper, would improve it.
Andrew -lessen, '22,
One evening in the middle of September, the trembling Freshmen were
led into the assembly hall by the knowing Sophomores, and were duly initiated.
The rest of the school acted as witnesses to the ceremony, and enjoyed many
good laughs at the expense of the babies. The ten-thirty buzzer rang too
soon, but Freshies must go to bed early.
The Freshmen were very prompt this year in giving the school a "thank
you party. A clever one play was the feature of the evening, but many
other clever stunts were given. Thanks to you Preshies.
A "heart to heart" evening was spent with the faculty on February ll.
The assembly hall was very pretty in its effective Valentine decorations.
After several hours of dancing and games, refreshments were served. The
orchestra made its hrst appearance by playing for the dance. Everyone
surely had a good time, and we are looking forward to many more such parties
given by the different classes.
, EIUNIORASENIOR PICNIC I
Departing from the customary lawn parties, the junior Class intend to
give the Seniors a picnic at Baird. Although the date is two weeks off. a good
time is promised.
A day will be set aside in the latter part of May as Senior day. lt will
be in the form ofa Hsneakfi since it will not be known to the rest of the school.
FACULTY SENIOR RECEPTION
Plans are being made for an entertainment given by the lfaculry for the
Seniors. At this time the details are unknown. but judging from the Nalentine
party already mentioned, this event will be quite an affair.
Qleirell .Nlc.Nlurry, '22
ON the twelfth of May, Leonard, "The Man Who Married a Dumb Wife,"
learned that there are advantages in having a dumb wife, and no mean
The Senior play this year was something entirely different from the plays
given in previous years. "The Man Who Married a Dumb Wife" is written
by one of the best playwrights of the dayfAnatole France.
Leonard Botal, a judge in a small French village, has married a dumb
wife. Her lack of speech causes him great sorrow, so after consulting an old
friend, he decides to have the physicians untie her tongue. After she gains
the power of speech, she talks incessantly and finally drives not only her
husband insane, but all in any way connected with her,
Master Leonard Botal, judge ............. . . .Merrill Wfilliams
Master Adam Fumee, Lawyer ........... . . . Noble McGee
Master Simon Colline, Doctor ......... ..,. L ee McGee
Master jean Maugier, Surgeon .,........ ,... I ienneth Donald
Master Serafln Dulaurier, Apothecary .... . . . Herbert Hinton
Giles Boiscourtier, Botals Secretary. ..,. .... P hilip Rice
A Blind Man ....................... . . ,Lee ,McGee
Catherine, Leonard Botals Wife .... .... j ewell McMurry
Alison, Botals Servant ..........., .... R ose Trout:
Mademoiselle de la Carandiere i,.,. .... A lice Stocker
Madame de la Bruine ...... ,.... .... j e ssie Gittings
The Chickweed Man ,...,.,..., .... L ance Bartell
The Watercress Man ...............,. ,... D reu' Morgan
The Candle Man .............,........ .... L eon Thibaut
Page to Mademoiselle de la Cuarandiere ,... .... A rnold McDonald
Footman to Madame de la Bruine ..... .... R udolph Klot:
First Doctors Attendant ..... ..,,....... .i..
Second Doctor s Attendant ...........,...........
Marie Mary Reilly Carville Mildred liitto
Boree Irene Gould Cecile Annie Story
joan Leon Thibaut Pierie Rudolph Klot:
Francois Drew Morgan
.'XSlili'l'l3.fXl-l- came first in the line of athletics. The hoys entered into
it with a spirit which promised little good to their opponents. After the
first few workouts under the coach. lVlr. Tracie, it was thought that Anderson
would fare well in the contests which were to come. At first, the practice
was conhned to three days a week. lvlonday, Wednesday and lfriday, hut as
the time for the games drew nearer, we settled down to hard practice. When
w e practiced at night the opposing team was- usually the town team of Ander-
son. which was organized to give the high school team some real opposition.
l.ee Nfeiiee was elected Captain and Herhert Hinton, lvlanager.
The lineup was as follows: lforwfards fBert Awhrey, Noble Xfeilee.
ffenter llerhert Hinton. Cuardsffl-ee lxlcliee, Dick Spann, Porter lXIcGee.
George llinton '
ANDERSON 26, LOS INIOLINOS I8
The hrst game of the season was a practice game with Los lvlolinos on their
court. The game was very slow on account of the slippery floor, yet even
under this handicap, we easily hrought home the victory.
ANDERSON 36. RED l5l-Ul7l" I3
Our next game was a practice game with Red Bluff, played on our own
court. The game started with great pep and before two minutes was up, we
had two goals to our credit. We easily added to this lead throughout the game
Our second team played the 120-pound team of Red Bluff the same night.
and although they played hard and fast, Red Bluff took the victory.
REDDING 27. ANDERSON 24
Redding came to Anderson for a practice game which was our third game
of the season Une of our regular players. Bert Awbrey, was unahle to play on
account of an injured ankle hven under this handicap we were determined to
win. We led in the contest hy several points until thc last quarter. when Redding
hy changing a forward and with the help of a few lucky shots. won the game.
ANDERSON 38, LOS MOLINOS I-f'
l.os Xlolinos was our next victim. This was our hrst league game and it
was played on the home court. lt was a fast game from start to finish. ending
in a victory for us
First Row-Bert Awbrey, Mr. Tracie, Herbert Hinton.
Second Row-Noble lVIcGee, Porter McGee, Dick Spann, Lee McGee.
Andersongsecond team played the second team of Los Molinos but were
ANDERSON as, GERBER zo '
A few days before Christmas vacation, the Gerber Giants CGerber town
teamj challenged Anderson to a game. lt was to be played on the home
court, january 6, 1922. The Gerber team arrived Friday evening with the
intention of wiping up on us, and it looked as if they would during the first
quarter. But after that, we got started and from then to the end of the game,
the Gerber "Giants" were left in the dust.
RED BLUFF 25, ANDERSON 18
Our next league game took place at Red Bluff. We went to Red Bluff
realizing that we were up against our hardest game, but we were determined
to win if possible. At the end of the first quarter the score was 6 to 4 in our
favor, but at the end of the half, Red Bluff was a point or two in the lead. We
realized that we would have to play harder, but it seemed as if we could not
play together, and we failed to make the goals which we should have made.
The game ended in their favor.
ANDERSCN 40, REDDING 16
Our last game was played at Redding. The game started out with great
pep on both sides, and although Redding did her best, we were ahead at the
end of the first quarter, We still retained the lead at the end of the half, and
started out so fast in the third quarter that Redding lost sight of us. From
then to the end of the game we remained ahead.
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The following is a record of the individual scores for the season:
Bert Awbrey Cforwardb .... 62 points Noble lVlcGee fforwardl .... Zl points
Herbert Hinton Ccenterl. , .76 " Porter lVlcGee Cguardj .... . Z "
Lee McGee Cguardj ..,.. . . . 55 " Dick Spann Cguardj ..... . 0 "
h George Hinton Cguardj ........ 0 points
B A S E B A L L
First RowfLee lVlcGee, lvlr. Tracie, George Hinton, Paul Dwinell.
Second RowHDrew Morgan, Bert Awbrey, Herbert Hinton, Noble McGee,
Third Row-Porter McGee, Earl Keeler, jimmie Morgan.
After the basketball season was over, we began to think about baseball.
Owing to the rains it was hard to get much practice up to the first of April,
but we organized our team and got into fair shape by the time of our first
league game, which came on April 7. Herbert Hinton was elected manager
and Lee McGee, captain. The following is the lineup of the team:
Bert Awbrey-catcher wlimmie Morgan-short stop
Lee McGee-pitcher Porter McGee-left field
Noble McGee-first base Earl Keeler-center field
George Hinton-second base Paul Dwinell-right field
Herbert Hinton-third base Drew Morgan-sub.
LOS MOLINOS 4, ANDERSON 2
Our first league game was played at Los Molinos. There was so much
interest taken in the game that there were more spectators from Anderson
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than there were from Los Molinos. In the first inning we succeeded in getting
one run, Los Molinos did the same, tieing the score. The score stood this
way up to the fourth inning when we scored another run. There were no more
runs until the last of the seventh inning when the Los Molinos boys made
four runs. The score remained this way to the end of the game.
ANDERSON HIGH SCHOOL ll, ANDERSON TOWN TEAM 8
For the purpose of getting more practice, the high school team played a
game with the town team of Anderson. It was exciting from start to finish
and ended in a victory for us.
ANDERSON ll, REDDING 0
Our next league game was played on the home diamond with Redding.
At the start of the game it looked as if it were going to be a tight game
because there was nothing made on either side until the third inning. In this
inning we found the pitcher and scored six runs. The next inning we scored
two more runs, and although our opponents changed pitchers, we came out
ahead with a score of ll to 0.
ANDERSON 10, RED BLUFF 2
The third league game of the season was played with Red Bluff on the
home diamond. Evidently they thought we would be easy because they put
in their second string pitcher. When we got up to bat we knocked him out of
the box before the first inning was over, scoring four runs. Their regular
pitcher did better, but even he could not hold us down as the final score was
10 to 2 in our favor.
There will be a tie in the sub-league this year, and Anderson will have to
play one of the other schools of the league for the championship.
Anderson has made quite a reputation in athletics this year and we have
every reason to think that they will keep that reputation in the contests to come.
The boys have already been presented with block "A's" for the winning
of two games of basketball.
Noble McGee, .22.
At the beginning of the basketball season a meeting was called of all the
girls. Great interest was manifested by all although only three or four girls
had played in a league game and very few had played at all. -
A series of class games were arranged and class captains were elected as
follows: Seniors-Alma Reidg juniors-Helen Hallg Sophomores-Gertrude
Hintong Freshmen-Inez Nance.
At the final game the juniors took the honors of championship.
The only school game played was with Red Bluff on their court on january
14. We were far outclassed by our opponents, but next year we hope to be
able to get up a winning team.
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"Laughter is the spice of life,"
So the poets say,
So accept our jokes, the spice of our book.
To drive your cares away,
Miss C. Cin Biologyjfuput away that book, Kenneth, and pay attention."
Kenneth D. Cwaking upj-"l dont know."
Merrill Qin Englishj-"l-le was stabbed through the portiersf'
Miss Chidester-'ll.ance, what are parallel lines?"
WHEN DO WE EAT?
Cackle, cackle, little hen,
l-low I wonder where you've been,
ln the barn or in the grass-
Laying for the cooking class.
Mr. Simpsonf"Why were you absent, Andrew?"
Andrew-"Absence makes the heart grow fonderf'
A high school student who is studying Ancient History has asked il Babe
Ruth is a descendant of Homer,
Miss P,-l'What kind of a sentence is this: The pupil loves his teacher?"
The Senior girls were picking out patterns for graduation dresses, when
William happened in. N
'Al-lere is one l would like to have you wear, he said, pointing to a wedding
dress and looking at Rose.
Rose Qwith her hand over her heartj-"Oh, this is so sudden!"
Alice Stocker Creciting in U. S. l-listoryj-"George Washington was the
oldest son of his second wife."
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Frosh-"Please, sir, what is a Knight. Do we have them now-a-days?"
Senior-"Why no, we have nights at night."
FRESI-IMEN AGREE TO THIS 4
The cows are in the meadow, '
The sheep are in the grass,
But not all the simple-minded folks
Are in the Freshman Class.
W. A.-"Orpheus was the God of the liar."
Beeta-"Why didn't they play cards on the ark?"
Dorothy-"Because Noah sat on the deck."
George-"What makes you look so sheepishf'
Dick-"I've been drinking goat's milk."
When Annie makes for pie the dough,
She sifts the Flour as fine as snough,
And into this with motion slough,
Lets salt and baking powder goughg
Then butter anda scanty flough, .A .
Of water ftemperature quite loughj, .H
And next, with gentle pat and blough ' 5
She shapes it, rolls it, and heigh-hough.
When this is eaten-don't-cha-nough-
Man wants but little here belough.
D. A. M., 24.
"What happened to Tyre?"
Blessed are they that want nothing, for they shall get it.
Teacher Cto student who is usually latej-"I see you are early of late,
you used to be behind before, but now you are first at last."
Leola-"What is an indifferent bath?"
Senior-"One that you don't care whether you take it or not."
Mrs. lngraham-"What did Roger Bacon do?" f
Marion-"He said that ships would be invented that would Hy in the air
One day a farmer was passing a neighbors house and saw the neighbors
little son sitting on the hog pen fence, watching some pigs which his father
had lately bought.
"Hello, johnny," said the farmer, "how are the pigs gettingalongf' ,
"Very well, thank you. I-low are all your folks?"
Mr. Tracie-"Did you study your lesson?"
Freshie-"Well, I kinda looked at it."
If Mr. Tracie were a lawyer, what would be his favorite legal document?
What is Dicks favorite pastime? Reading. I 4
What is Miss Cope's favorite vehicle? Buggie.
Miss Parker Cln English III, just as the bell rangj-"He wore a pair of his
father's-sit down, please."
Hazel Scharsch, wishing to obtain the button-hole scissors-"Please, may
I have the buttonhookf'
HEARD IN THE KITCHEN
"Mother, may I marry jim?"
"No, my darling daughter,
You must learn to cook for him,
Like a good wife oughterf'
Which is worse: A giraffe with the sore throatg a centipede with cornsg
a donkey with the earache or a first year Spanish student without his lesson?
Mr. Tracie-"A smile is just to the earsg a grin extends beyond the ears."
Audrey By George!
Howard D. Gee, Dishwater!
Miss Chidester Wedding Bells!
Miss Parker To Arms!
Mazie-"Want to hear something great 7"
Edith-"Sure, what is it? H
Mazie-"Rub two bricks together.
First Negro-"Is dese aigs fresh?" u H
Second Negro-"I ain't sayin' de ain t. Q t
First Negro-"I ain t askin is de ain tg Ise askin yo is de is-is de?"-Ex.
Reeta, the Freshie-"Do you suppose if we would play hookey, we would
Love is a funny thing,
Kinda like a lizzardg
It winds itself around the heart,
And penetrates the gizzard,
Teacher-"Fools often ask questions that wise people cannot answer."
Pupil-'il guess that s why so many of us flunk in exams."
Miss Wills-"What was the Industrial Revolution?"
l E. L.-"It was when the women began to work."
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johnson, Alice ......,..... ..,..... B iggs
Shields, Olive lSirnpsonD ,.... ,.... A nderson
Watts, Irene lCarlsonD ..... . ,......, Coalinga
Hencratt, Leslie ..,........... Farmer ...... Cottonwood
Hencratt, Verla CSaundersj, .............. San Anselmo
Hotchkin, Pauline ..........,....,.......,. Oregon
jessen, Elsie lKelleyj ,.,...........,........ Redding
Stone, julia ........,.. ..... B ank Employee. . . . . ..Ierome. Ariz.
Carlson, Otis ...... S. P. Employee .... . . .Dunsmuir
Davis, Arthur ............... S. F. Employee .... .,... R edding
Eyer, Gerald ................. Salesman ...... Sacramento
jessen, Francis ......,....... U. C. ,......... Berkeley
Nutting, Wilma CEslickD ...... ......... F ort jones
Shanahan, Marjorie CBearmanD ....... Chico
Stone, Edwin ,.............,.......... Casa Grande, Ariz
Walton, Laura ............... Teacher ..., Anderson
Wilder, Mary CHayesJ .... ............. L os lvlolinos
Azvbrey, Gladys ,... Teacher ....... Bakersfield
Barney, Clara ..... Bank Employee Anderson
Gray, Lorcy ....... .......,...... O akland
Healy, Francis .... . . ........,........ San Francisco
jessen, Grace ............,... Teacher .... Roseville
Lamiman, john ....................... Berkeley
Snell, Margaret lChasej ................ Olinda
Shanahan, Ross ........ ...... F armer ..,.. Anderson
Weaver, Helen ......,......, Teacher .... Anderson
1Wentworth, Marian CPalrnerJ. .......... Anderson
Wilder, Veva ................ Teacher ..... Taft
Bujum, Blanche ..... Teacher ..... Willows
Fall River Mills
Burbank, Hildred ............
Deberry, Ada ........ ........
Knapp, Lester ...............
Lamiman, Doris .............
McMurry, Gladys CStabler1 ....
Oliphant, Elsie lAlwertD .......
Oliphant, Frederick ,..........
Reynolds, Blanchard ..........
Shanahan, Bryan ....,.......
Shields. Adolph ..............
Stevenson, Lois ..............
Story, Hilda lRochfordJ ......
Sutton, Vernon .....,........
Tozer, Emma CSmith1 .........
Bishop, Glenn ......
Girdner, Dorothy ......
lessen, Edna ................
Kitto, Mary ................
Miller, Elaine CSuttonD .,.... . .
Moore, Helen CLongfellowD ....
Spann, Norma ........,.,.,.
David, Dolly quzbaigpf '. I f f f i f
Kitto, Bessie ................
Marston, Mary C-SmithD .....
Meyer, Melva ...............
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Wilcox, Clara lBradyJ ..... . .
Arbuckle, Velma ..... . . .
Dersch, Marie .....
Girdner, Marjorie. .
Gardner, Bessie ....
Hayes, Wrex. ....... .....
Hencratt, Eunice ..., . . .
Lindahl, Alma .....
Roth, Hilda .......
Safley, I da .......... .....
Sheridan, Margaret .... .,...
Spann, Margaret .... .....
Spann, Robert .....
Stocker, Chester ,.,.
Walton, Olin ......
Webb, Virginia ....
U. C. ........ .......... .
Dewlaney, Ruby lReineckerJ ...........................
Polytechnic School of En-
Highway Employee ....
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Mail Carrier ..... ....
Clerk ........ ....
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Teachers College ....,....
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Centenary College .......
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Teabiqels 'College' f '. '. '. '.
Bank Employee .... ....
Teachers College .....,.,.
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College of the Pacific
. Fall River
Mildred Kitto, '22
We wish to acknowledge our heartiest
appreciation to the advertisers who, by
their support and cooperation, have made
possible the successful issue of this year's
No greater evidence of the car's
worth is its ready re-sale in the used
car market. There are now more than
700,000 Dodge Bros. Motor Cars in the
hands of satisfied owners.
Miller Automobile Co
RED BLUFF REDDING
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men, women and children.
Prompt and efficient mail
K order service.
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Authorized FORD Sales and Service
Cars, Trucks, and Fordson Tractors
Prices are cheapest in the
history of the Ford Motor Co.
A. F. DOBROWSKY
Watches Diamonds jewelry
Fine Watch and jewelry Repairing
jf. Lefelffvre E5 S011
ICE CREAM CANDIES
Showing the best by the best
producers of clean, wholesome
Wholeyale and Retail Store
in Northern Cezfwrnia
"Everything for Everybody"
We can supply your wants in any line
at a price well worth your investi-
gation. We offer a standard quality
of merchandise that speaks for itself.
Our biggest asset is satisfied custom-
ers. May we count you among them?
DO NOT FAIL TO CALL WHEN IN OUR
The McCormick Sacltzer' Company
TUGGLE Sc VANCE
415 Market St. Redding, Cal. 1
H :gh-Clam Porfnzifure
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3 Redding California
We do not want the Earth,
We want your trade.
Our Reputation is with the
Our Prices with the Lowest.
Dry Goods and Shoes
501 Market St. Redding, Calif.
JAMES C. JACOBSON
OPY'OME TRIS T
Eyes Examined-eG1asses Fitted
517 Market St. Redding
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J. P. BURBANK CO.
X INNER TUBES
AN DER SON CALIFORNIA
FIRST SAVINGS BANK
OF SHASTA Co.
The officers of this bank recognize
the need for closer personal relations
between the banker and his cus-
We want you to feel as free to dis-
cuss your financial affairs with us as
you would to discuss your legal
troubles with your lawyer.
You will receive financial advice
and reasonable accommodations by
carrying your funds in this bank.
I am asked to write an advertisement
for this page. I have none, but I have a
That each Graduate of this school,
may his education be good, bad, or
indifferent, let his debt to posterity be'-
that they who follow him shall have as
good or better an education than himself.
F. M. SIGGINS
Headquarters for Travelers
Good Dining Room
Ziff. aim' Mr5'. T ML'Ga7f'1y
F LOUR MILLS
BROWN Sc SONS
Slzaftdy Bef! Flour Zif Bef!
A Howie Product Tia!
Beats A!! Competitors
ASK YOUR GROCER
C tt wood California
Suffeff I0 the
Af. U. H S.
W. L. ROSE S1 SONS
BUTTER, ICE AND ICE CREAM
Highest Market Price Paid for Cream
Agents for De Lavel Cream Separators and Dairy Supplies
CO'1"l'ONWOOD MEAT MARIQST
Fresh, Smoked and Salted Meats
The Diamond Match Company
Lumber and Building Materials
30 California Yards 30
Materials for Better Homes
Bank of Cottonwood
McCarley 8 Smith Company
We Specialize Nj. C. Brown ...,...... President
l jesse W. Carter. .Vice-President
in l P. R. Merrill .......... Cashier
High School Supplies DIRECTORS
l J. C. Brown jesse W. Carter
Fine Stationery Alden Anderson R. M. Yelland
Fountain Pens l P' R' Merrill
Special attention to savings
deposits upon which we
pay four per cent
Cottonwood California l
l Cottonwood California
C R Y S T A L
1014: CREAM PAR1,oR
The place to get refreshed on a hot day
ASHBAUGH,S CASH STORE
FANCY G ROC li R I HS AND CANDY
Nunrnfnrgfyc UPULAL T Rhoacles Barber Shop
OPTOMETRISTS For Rreal Service
T ry s
315 Yu-ba St. Redding Cottonwood California
Red Bluff Dunsmuir
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T Blacksmiths 6: Machinists
Try the drug store first l Gas Engine Work
Cottonwood California Cottonwood California
Thos. A. Tillman H. L. Tillman
GARAGE AND MACHINE SHOP
Electrical, Machine Shop and Automobile Work
H. L. STORY
Winchester Store C0,,,pjl',m,,,f5
P ' t O'l W ll P
am L I S a aper Arthur C. Smbfer, D. S. S.
arness and Harness
Sporting Goods Anderson California
SOVY'S TONSORIAL PARLORS
Beef, Pork, Mutton and
Tub and Shower Baths Veal, Fish and Ice
K G. E. Barney Prop
Al. Sovy, Prop.
Open Sunday A. M. l Anderson, California
g Tour Theatre
T XVe do not make the pictures
H but we show the best there are.
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Rodman MUSIC C0- Shasta Lunch Room
Records Sheet Music
Baldwin Pianos G00d Meals
Victrola and Brunswick
Mail Orders Solicited H
555 All whine Help
THE BEST BY TEST ,
.Mun Dom Leaf
416 Market St.
Redding California Anderson California
We give you this advertisement for the
benefit of the Aurora and in appreciation
of the many courtesies and favors extended
by the faculty and pupils of the A. U. H. S.
To the Senior Class of 1922 we extend our
congratulations and hearty good wishes.
CARL MUN TER
The .flualzfy Sfore
San Francisco Gridley Anderson
Torkfs' Vzzrieljf Store
The Working Man's Store
We Lead on Low Prices
We Buy For Cash and Sell For Cash
G6lZHZIZ6 FORD Party
Ford Repairing at Ford Co. Contract Price
General Auto Repairing and Lathe Work
You Are Sure of a Square Deal Where the Authorized Ford
Sign Is Displayed
JEFF'S MACHINE SHOP
Phone 36 W Anderson, California,
AQIKVJ Serving Station
BATTERY SERVICE FISK TIRES AND TUBES
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ANDERSON LUMBER CO
Lumber zlv ffze Cfzeapesf Buz'la'z'f1g
A FULL LINE
BOARDS FLOORING SHINGLES
DIMENSIONS CEILING ROOFING
TIMBERS RUSTIC CEMENT
B U I LD NO W
A cl California
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Boost your city, boost your friendg
Boost the church that you attend.
Boost the street on which you're dwellingg
Boost the goods that you are selling.
Boost the people round about youee
They can get along without you,4
But success will quicker find them
- If they know that you're behind them.
Boost for every forward movementg
Boost for every new improvementg
Boost the man for whom you laborg
Boost the stranger and the neighbor.
Cease to be a chronic knockerg
Cease to be a progress blockerg
If you'd make your city better,
Boost it to the final letter.
Everything for farm and home
LOTTIE A. BARNEY
Candies Ice Cream
THE REDDING FEED CO.
Hay, Grain, Flour, Potatoes, Salt
C. 85 E. W ood
Sheet Metal Work
ADVERTISERS Brass Goods
5 Stoves bought and sold
Anderson . California
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