Corona High School - Coronal Yearbook (Corona, CA)

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“WHAT MIGHT HAVE HAPPENED” Friday evening had at last arrived, the evening of the Junior-Senior banquet. For weeks everyone had looked forward to this event with eager anticipation. Now it had really arrived. All day Thursday there had been rumors that the Sophs intended to steal the Toastmaster. The Juniors deter- mined that they would prevent it. In the evening a council of war was held and plans were made to outwit the Sophomores. Friday morning they began to put their plans into execution. One by one they caught each of the Sopho- more boys, dragged him into a corner and threatened him into promising he would not carry away their Toastmaster. Then they felt secure for a promise made by any of the Sophs was good. Now that the evening had arrived they felt sure of being unmolested. At 8:45 the Toastmaster was to lead the way to the banquet room. The guests had all arrived but — where was the Toastmaster? Everyone exclaimed at once that he had been there at eight o’clock. Yes, they were sure of it. But what had become of him now? They waited for half an hour, still he was not there. The Juniors were getting angier every minute. Hadn’t the Sophomores promised they would not take him away? What wouldn’t they do to those Sophs the next day? Well, they must begin the banquet anyway. Another Toastmaster was appointed and the banquet was served. The last speech was being made by the very dignified Principal of the school. All were listening intently, when suddenly there was thud-thud-bump. Some of the girls jumped and turned around but they saw nothing. A whisper ran around the table: What was that noise?” There it was again — thud — bang — crash. It seemed to be coming from the direction of a big case near the door. A light broke over one of the boys, and he nudged one of the others. They simply could not wait for the speaker to finish, but quickly got up and tip-toed over to the case and drew aside the curtain. Then there was loud exclamations and laughter. Even the dignified speaker was interrupted and joined in. There was the lost Toastmaster, so successfully bound and gagged that he had just unloosed one foot enough to kick the wall; half dead now from struggling. The Sopohomores had kept their promise; they had not carried away the Toastmaster. E. H., ' 14. Page Twenty-two

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A CAMPING PARTY One afternoon in July an automobile party stopped by the San Jacinto River to camp for the night. It was a beautiful camping place, a small open glade, shaded by two sycamore trees and hemmed in on all sides with a perfect tangle of buckthorn. All joyously scrambled at once from the ma- chines and began to explore. Some ran up and down the open road looking for flowers, others attempted to follow some little runways leading back through the dense thicket. Father remained on the spot, collected dry twigs for a fire, built a little fireplace from stones lying about, and soon had a good pan of bacon and eggs sizzling and the huge coffee pot bubbling over the fire. The bacon had not sizzled and the coffee had not bubbled but a minute before the members of the party came in sniffing, and before the supper was half cooked all were squatting around the fire hungrily eyeing the frying pan and the coffee pot. When all was ready the plates and cups were passed to the cook, who filled them and almost as quickly they were emptied. It did not take long to wash the dishes, for each person took his own cup and plate and washed them at the spring. By this time it had grown quite dark and all gathered about the fire to tell stories. After several stories of hunting and fishing were told, one of the party told a story of how long ago, near this place, a party of immigrants were encamped when two big bears came crashing through the bushes and began to eat their provisions and turn everything upside down. The immigrants, much frightened, climbed trees and stayed there shivering with cold until the animals shambled off. Everyone was interested, and shivered over the possi- bility of bears prowling about camp, and some even looked anxiously toward the thick bushes as if expecting the bears to appear. All were very tired so, with the story fresh in their minds, they spread out the blankets and sleeping bags, and began to tuck themselves in. In spite of the thought of bears they soon fell asleep. In the midst of their dreams suddenly came a great crashing of the bushes as if some heavy animal were entering the camp. The brush was parted and three black figures appeared. With the cry of “Bears!” “Bears!” everyone tried to get out of the way, fall- ing over each other in their haste. Two of the girls slipped from their blankets and climbed into the nearest auto. Several scantily-clad boys were soon at the top of a sycamore tree. The boys, still in their sleeping bags, tried frantically to get out of the way, yelling all the time. Just as a thoroughly good sack race was under way one stumbled and rolled under the feet of one of the approach- ing bears. With a hair-raising yell he staggered to his feet and started to run, only to crash into another bear. To his great disgust he found that he had bowled over a wobbly calf. By this time the others had gotten to safe positions, and looking back, also discovered that the three bears were the three calves they had seen feeding by the roadside the afternoon before. F. G., ’ 1 4. Page Twenty-one

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LITERARY SECTION At the beginning of the term the president of the literary society and the e xecutive board mapped out a program for the year. This program was in the form of contests which were to take place between the classes. This was to arouse as much interest in literary as already existed in athletic work. Points were to be awarded for each contest, which were as follows: Story telling, fifteen points; story writing, fifteen points; oration, twenty-five points; debate, twenty-five points, and parliamentary drill, twenty points. The class winning the most points was to be given a pennant. At the present time all the contests have taken place except the parliamentary drill. The Sopho- mores won in the debating, the Seniors in original short story writing, short story telling and oration. The first literary meeting of the year opened with a mock newspaper. This created a great deal of merriment for very few failed to appear in some part of the paper. A parliamentary practice followed in a few weeks between the Seniors and Juniors. The question to be legislated on was, “Resolved, That the Juniors should return the Senior Pennant that had been taken a year previous at the time of the Junior-Senior banquet.” Legislation was successfully blocked by the Juniors, and the period came to an end without the Seniors passing the question. The first debating was on November 1 4th, 1913. The question for debate was, “Resolved, That the United States should intervene in the affairs of Mexico and seek to bring about peace.” Clair Hutchinson and Clarkson McNary supported the affirmative, and Helen Hilt and Lloyd Towne the nega- tive. The affirmative won. Dorothy Tuthill gave a piano selection and Ethel Farrar a vocal solo. On December 1 2th the first literary contest was opened by short stories. Irene Nonhof opened the program with a piano solo. Those who told stories Page Twenty-three