Dunsmuir Joint Union High School - Crag Echoes Yearbook (Dunsmuir, CA)

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Y cccc l E reproduce here two snow scenes which are probably the first of their kind ever taken. The one above with Shasta in the back-ground we consider a wonderful picture, for not only does it picture Shasta, but also gives one an idea of how the surrounding country looks during the winter months. Below is a photo of the famous Moss Brae Falls taken while snow covered the ground and the falls themselves were mostly ice. Few have ever viewed the falls when in this state. We 'feel reasonably safe in saving that this is one of the first pictures of them ever taken under these conditions. Is it not surprising what a difference a little snow can make? To one who has only viewed the falls during the summer, when the water is falling' from the spotless green hillside, it would he hard to recognive this as a picture of the same place. Von see we get an entire change of scenery every winter and the beauty of it is not changed in the least. A Word of Thanks E wish to thank the people of Dunsmnir who have backed ns so heartily in every activity we have undertaken. Also we wish to extend our gratitude to the ones who have aided us in printing' this book namely, Mrs. F. B. Van Fussen, Miss llnderwood, Mr. Phillips and the business men of llnnsinuir and the surrounding cities. Twenty-Iwo

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Editorial I B E started this year with much enthusiasm and a good, active staff was selected to print this book. We managed to supply our local paper with some school news each week and looked forward to the day when actual work would start. lt swiftly rolled around and found us Wonder- ing what to do. N o one had had any past experience with a year book, but we went ahead, learning a few things on the way. However, things began to go wrong. One member of our staff went away and the others being, as I say, an active bunch, in a small school like ours, joined in every activity while interest in our work waned. Time passed and suddenly we realized that we had just two weeks left before the date set to go to press. At that time our operetta was re- quiring the attention of all of us so another week passed. After the oper- etta we began work in earnest and accomplished much, but one Week was not enough. We were forced to take two more. Consequently this book was issued late. With more time and what we have learned about it we know we could print a better book but this time you will have to QXOUSB IIS. Our Location SITUATED in the scenic canyon of the Sacramento river, at the very heart of Shasta 's Wonderland, we challenge any. school to equal us in scenery and natural advantages. Directly north of us stands Mount Shasta, world-famed for its beauty and majestic splendor. It is an ex- tinct volcano, covered with snow the year round which in melting fur- nishes us with the pure, cold water which has been correctly termed, The best water on earth. Five living glaciers are still sculpturing its dome and in the past ages many have reached down from their snowy reservoirs to perform their useful work for man. i South of us loom the Castle Clrags, so close that we have taken 'tflrag Echoes as a fitting name for this book. The massive beauty of the Crags cannot be imagined. They tower thousands of feet in the air and extend several miles along the ridge. Uomposed of white granite and glistening in the sunlight they never fail to give the onlooker an im- pression of beauty and awe. We are surrounded by many wonderful summer resorts which offer unnulnbered pleasures to the tourist. The best known is probably the world famous Shasta Springs. Near here are numerous mineral springs and wonderful streams. The Moss Brae falls are very close and talked of everywhere. T Shasta Retreat, Ney 's Springs. Upper Soda, Castle Urags, and Nut- glade Springs are also situated near us and attract hundreds to them during the summer months. Twenty-one

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I X I ,Q T ilgpf- fl ' 7 fy Yi , T DEW I TEM o . I , The Bugle Call FAR down the valley a slow moving line could be seen fitfully through the blowing sand. This line was a train of prospectors. They had suf- fered untold hardships on the trail from Santa Fe. Now they were buck- ing at sand storm-one of many that they had encountered. If one had been near enough one could have heard the bawling of the few cattle and the peevish whines of the children. The party had been traveling through the open valley for three days without finding water. That evening they hoped to camp at water hole on Music Mountain. They had been warned at Ashfork that a band of young braves from the Wallapi tribe were on the warpath but so far nothing had been seen or heard of them. If the party reached Music Mountain and loaded up with water they could again travel through the open valley until they reached Gold Basin, their destination. Mean- while the wind was whistling down the dry washes carrying the sand before it while the sun was blazing overhead. On the cliffs of Music Mountain a motionless sentinel was watch- ing this erawling line. Back in among the cliffs the braves were holding a pow-wow. They had been to Ashfork earlier in the week with plenty of gold. Now they had no gold but plenty of fire-water. This gold they had gotten in Gold Basin where all that was necessary was to scratch the surface soil off in certain places and nuggets could be picked up big enough to buy one and more often two bottles of fire-water. Wliy should they let the white men go to Gold Basin and stake out claims? Indeed not! These braves were not going to stand around peacefully and see their gold appropriated by someone else. So the sentinel still stood and watched that slow-moving train- As the afternoon waned the prospcctors drew nearer the moun- tain. The Indians were still drinking fire-water and were planning their attack while the wind was whistling through the cliffs. They had decided that when the party was within a half mile of the foot of the cliffs, they would lide down on them and kill them quicker than they could a pack of coyotes. At the appointed time the sentinel warned them and they staggered to their horses. At a word from the leader they started on their perilous descent. Twenty-lhrer