High School of Commerce - Commerce Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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SEEING THE SIGHTS uYou can leave it to us to blaze a trail through the untrod wilderness of a new term, the Iuniors boasted when they set out with lusty stride along the way to the..geysers. ,, They lived up to their boast. They have blazed a trail for future classes to follow. Eager, will- ing and promising, they have but a few more miles to go to reach that goal, graduation. They say, we hear, that upon reaching those many-hued and colorful geysers they will pause, draw new breath and then push on to those dim, blue ranges far beyond, which they have labelled seniorship. The leaders along this trail of events are: President, George Brown, Vice-President, Dorothy Robinson, Secretary, Helen Lamb, Treasurer, Lou Gillespie, Girls' Athletic Representative, Mar- garet Osborne, Boys, Athletic Representative, Bob Hassing, Iunior' Representative, Ruth Claverie. They have scheduled Iunior Day for November 23, and that's an event no Iunior will miss. Miss Rosen advised them. NEAR THE GATE OF COMMENCEMENT ' 7 A farseeing man, who marveled as he viewed those great monuments we proudly. call our National and Natural Parks, stood amazed at the majestic beauty of those great geysers that threw great shafts of color into the air. He viewed with awe the old, swaying trees that had chosen this place in which to imbed their loyal roots. ' As this man gazed upon these massive and splendid handiworks of God he said, For every one destroyed, two must be planted! Full well did he know of the greed of mankind that per- mitted avaricious poachers to leave great areas such as this, a jagged land of stumps, after they had finished. In Commerce also we have that slogan. For every High Senior who graduates two young trees must take his place so that Commerce, with its familiar and inspiring buildings, lawns and shrub- bery, and its intangible traditions and memories, will not perish. This has been done. The Low Seniors, eager, willing and promising, shall take the place of those graduating. In answer to the question, Are they fit?', comes the thunderous acclaim, Yes! They are ready and prepared. Soon they, too, will no longer allow the vagrant winds of whims to frolic through their branches, but will answer in reply to the carefree frolickers, call, No, we are now High Seniors, and as guardians of Commerce, we can no longer allow thoughtlessness and disrespect to govern our actions, but must prefix each and every action with clear thinking. So go, carefree wind, seek your fun among the dead leaves upon the ground, for we are determined to carry on! As the term draws to a close, thoughts of the success of Low-Four-High-Four Day linger in their minds. They remember the dances, entertainments and other programs their class has spon- sored under the direction of their able adviser, Miss A. Hennessy. Class pins and sweaters figure prominently in their thoughts and their officers have taken care of the arrangements for them splendidly. Low Four officers are: President, Robert Locke, Vice-President, Marie Marty, Secretary, Eblflfagu garet Parr, Treasurer, Ernest Loustalot , Boys' Athletic Representative, Iohn Mitrea, Girls' At etic Representative, Mary Buchanan, Boys' Social Representative, Bertram Landolt, Girls' Social Rep- resentative, Helen Shaefier.

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fr' Class Beveries T THE G ES They were a group of noisy campers, those Freshmen, when they entered this serene, beautiful park on their supposedly carefree jaunt-they find it is a severe trip through an untrodden wilder- ness of individual problems. They shall not get lost as able guardians direct them along each step of the treacherous trail which leads to the peak of success. The faculty are their guardians and the guide, Miss M. Smith. They must watch their step, for in that winding trail are boulders and pebbles that will seek to trip them up and soil them with the dust of defeat and discouragement. But at the end of that twisting road are those peaks of diamond hue, Success, Happiness, Memories, Education. Yes, these campers are a noisy group, state the wise old trees that look serenely down upon them, but they will gradually become accustomed to the routine of the trail. If their steps falter and thirst seizes them there are streams, winter and summer vacation at which to stop and rest. Milestones along the road of progress were met on September I4 when Mr. Frederichson, Mr. White and Mr. Dahleen spoke before them. On October 5, entertainment, original and interesting, was reviewed by the newcomers. The long-awaited Freshman Day arrived on November 2, and, following the end of the school day, a dance was given. The leaders of this Hikers' party are: President, Bill Nolan, Vice-President, Iune Maxwell, Treasurer, Betty Spencer, Boys, Athletic Representative and Treasurer, Iack Normandy, Girls' Athletic Representative, Betty lane Butts, Yell Leader, Paul Iarvis. INSIDE The wise gardeners planted the seeds well and so, after a year's growth, we find, as we gaze over this landscape, the seeds of leadership sprouting forth and enhancing the beauty of this great park, which we shall call Commerce, The present Sophomore class, who owe thanks to Mrs. Dozier, have done fairly well. They have succeeded in piercing the soil of bewilderment and opening their petals of application and diligence to the refreshing sunshine of eo-operation and education. They have carried out a particularly entertaining semester. Dates that no Sophomore over- looked were the 14th, 18th and 20th of September, when their officers met to decide just what a great event Sophomore Day, October 19, would be. The oHicers for this term, who have ably and patiently executed their duties, are: President, Edward Harder, Vice-President, Lucille Green, Secretary, Irene Bibel, Treasurer, Milton Frank, Boys' Athletic Representative, Harold Backer, Girls' Athletic Representative, Iune Tensfeldt, Iunior Representative, Rose Shemano, Senior Representative, Aileen Purcell, Yell Leader, Kenneth Warhouse. COMMERCE BULLDOG RECORD 0 DECEMBER 1934 22

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J My Cool., clear, rushin g water, H eadlon g in swift flight, Rushing ever onward, Sparkling in the night. Gleumin g as molten gold, With the firxt rays of dawn, Changing from cool to cold, Rushing on and on. Winding from bend to bend, Around both rock and tree, Somewhere lo jind un end From journeying,-at sea. CHARLES M. BARRY