Madera Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Madera, CA)

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RURPLE AND WELD. “Our Boys. the Cordu rys.”” IRENE JPVAN, 'O” HE “Corduroy Bunch” nor tong ago, On a vacation decided to go, And so these boys with the new jeans, Decided at once on expedient means. Dirt slinging by all was tho’t to be best, By which to gain the longed for rest. Well, the deed was soon done, But, nay! not so, the fun, For at 3:15, dismissal time, For this dire, monstrous crime, Six awful, dreadful, terrible boys— ay 1) er All, of course, the faculty’s joys Were summoned before that tribunal great, Where the dread faculty in power sate, And received their desired punishment, While a look of calm contentment O’er all their faces began to spread, When their awful (?) judgment was read, For all were suspended for a whole week And told at once that they must sneak. The days of the next week were awfully dal], ’ Twas impossible to stand such a lull, And so to liven things up a bit, Even though the Prof. did have a fit, The girls decided to rough-house some, Until the (dear) faculty should come, And then all were to make a great hike And in every direction to hit the pike; But they hardly began to have their fun When the great Prof. appeared on the scene Fer they had regained their dignified mein, And began to apply his ‘‘“Murphy game,” And of course the results were the same. Then once for all, for their own gain, They decided to let things, the same, remain. The slow week finally is past, And ‘The Corduroys”’ we see at last. And ’tis hoped they’ll be missed Never more! !!! For their whole week’s rest, Was a terrible bore (to the girls). Athletics. C, E. NEWMAN, ’07. —.—)HE Madera High =f aU progressed very Ne ee : XY line of sports this year. ¢ our old sports have graduated, some not the Many of School has much along have gone to other schools and as we did not have a very bountiful supply to begin with, we have but few left. On the track or in the field we took no account of the lack of good hard muscle. There being but few boys left in the school from last year’s team, we did not try. Tennis is getting to be quite a fad with some of the pupils. We have had two tournaments with Sanger this year, one on Sanger active part on our own courts and one in Sanger. won each time, but our players are not wholly discouraged. Baseball fever is prevalent and we can see most of the boys on the diamond after 3:15. We expect some real warm games in the future with High Schools of other towns. In this line we have many to pick from, as many of the boys can play ball if they cannot do anything else. The present line-up is not wholly secure; at least that is what Captain Hall says. Foot ball and basket ball were agitated during the tall months, but no games were played asthe lack of spirit prevailed very strongly. The G. A. A. and the B. A. A., better known asthe Girls’ Athletic Association and the Boys’ Athletic Association, have some money on hand and they expect to have a joint supper some nice evening before school ends, so we have something in view. == “The Way of a Boy.’”’ IRENE TIRZA BRYAN, ’06. CROSS the college campus hurried Hart Judson st with heavy heart. jude blame the luck this he muttered, glancing up at the college. ‘‘Why couldn’t Dad let a fellow stay at home where he knew somebody, instead of coming to this berg, where a fellow feels like a frozen Catch me staying here after the pee ike Site = Never! SOr course I’ll hate it!”’ alias @s detest ) av g anyway ! I sober, sainted-looking old thing, icicle ? month is

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PURRB? AND WHITE. here, I held an important position in the government. I was happy and I had everything in the world to make me happy —a cultured, loving and beautiful wife, a beautiful home in London and a high salary, besides a handsome legacy left me by an uncle. Yes, it was heaven on earth until an insolent sceamp came between us and blighted our happiness. He was a handsome, ‘three-eyed’ Englishman, young, aptivating and wealthy, but far from be- ing faultless. Had it not been for his in- sidiousness, I should not have wasted the prime of my life in obscurity. ‘‘T will tell you what he did. He stole some jewelry belonging toa Lady Fairfax and to clear himself he cunningly hid the jewelry in my house. A search was made for the stolen diamonds, and, with his help, of course, they were found secreted in my safe. the theft, since they were found in my own private safe. “My mother was the only one who be- Even my wife lieved I guiltless. turned against me, for that wretch, by his Was personal magnetism seemed to have hypno- tized her. My pleadings with her were of no avail. Her treatment toward me broke my fled from England, resolved never to return. heart, and before my trial was set I I came to America and fora few months I lived in the little town of Benton, just back of these mountains. Bella Vista valley. I have ever seen it. I knew nothing of the Today is the first time ‘‘One day while I was on an exploration, as you two were this evening, I lost my way and wandered into this maze, as you have expressed it, and I found this little cabin here unoccupied. I was struck with the solitude of the place and made up my mind that it was the only place for a broken-hearted, despondent man, as I was. Now paises bringing the picture from the table, ‘‘is my And here I have been ever since. I have a few pictures to show you. wife. I still worship her.’’ As the girl looked at the photographs she grew pale and her hand trembled. Of course everyone accused me of “What—what did you say your name is?”’ she exclaimed nervously. “Why, I forgot i0tell you. is Langlin—William Langlin.”’ ‘Tanglin! Then you must be my long- lost uncle, for this, your wife, is my aunt.’’ “Oh, my God! ‘This must be a dream! But I believe you. for I see now the strong Ruth. How stupid I was not to notice it at first.” Then they fell in each other’s arms and Between My name resemblance you bear to wept tears, not of grief, but of joy. sobs and laughter the girl told her uncle how she had grown to love him from hear- ing her Aunt Ruth speak of him so often. “But this is the first time that I have ever heard that story you have told me. I always knew that auntie kept a secret from me, but I could never find out what it was. I know she will be overjoyed when she sees you. We are spending the summer at Bella Vista, but we live in Chicago,’’ she explained. ‘But Auntie will have a search party out after us. we must go now, else You will be our guide, uncle.”’ For a moment the three were Then Langlin, with a twinkle in his eye, gaily remarked: ‘‘Happy will our reunion silent. be, but much happier your union.”’ If you get ‘huffy’ at the editor for any per- sonals give your dearest friend the ‘“‘deuce.”’ Isabelle (in Iatin)—Miss Heaslip, is ‘‘tam” all right? Miss H.—Why, of course ‘‘fom”’ is all right. Freshie (to Soph.)—Tho’t you took Algebra last year. Soph.—Did and the faculty encored me.—Ex. We always laugh at the teacher’s jokes, No matter how funny they may be; ’Tis not because they’re really funny, But because its policy. —Ex.

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PURPIVE AND WHITE. 17 Jud’s maddened soliloguy which was reaching explosion point was caused to end of a sudden, by a maze of papers blowing across the walk. He came to himself at once. In front of him stood a dismayed- looking girl with books scattered before her and papers flying over the grass. ‘‘Jud” was chivalrous at all times and immedi- ately began to gather up the scattered papers. He handed them to her and with a smile she said ‘‘Thank you.’’. ‘‘Jud”’ tipped his hat, and as he walked on toward thecollege, life seemed at least a little brighter. ie soliloquizing but thoughts were of a different trend for pres- was again his ently he said, ‘‘I never did like red hair, but then auburn. her hair wasn’t red—it was She wasn’t pretty—just chic— the time but she did have eyes.’’ By “Jud”? reached the college, he mounted the steps with a lighter heart and thought things weren’t so black after all, as he heard one of the boys say, ‘‘Game looking chap. Don’t you say so, fellows?” The first day passed and ‘‘Jud’’ guessed that books were not so hateful, and then, too, ‘they were ‘deucedly’ nice to a new fellow.’’ The next morning he saw the same girl “Jud’’ wondered if He cast a furtive glance at ‘hey were fastened securely in He looked from the books to her face. She smiled ‘‘Good morning”’ and ‘‘Jud”’ tipped his hat with the air of a Chesterfield. Morning after morning passed with the the approaching. she would speak. i the books. the strap. satne bright ‘‘good morning,” and on last day of his trial month ‘‘Jud” grew bold. He astonished at his own audacity. asked to carry her books. she (Annette was such a suitable name) was Young Ladies’ was Meeting her, he turned and He learned that a day scholar at the Seminary in Reedville, and passed through the college campus on her way to school. Leaving her at the gate of the seminary and returning toward the college, “Jud” felt that life was worth living after all; besides his,course was ‘‘dandy;’’ the fellows we-e “gress”? and then, “00, Reedville had otl.er attrac ‘ons. The night he wrote: DEAR DAD.- . It isn’t so bad after all. I guess I'll stay. With love, Pe Vfwnwe —O— The Class of Nineteen Nine. CHESTER ENOS, 09. WE’RE jolly good fellows, indeed we are, And there’s nothing that can our good We come with a rush, we are known near and far, The Class of Nineteen Nine. fellowship mar; We go with a rush and we come with a shout, On the run Jike the Russians by Japs put to rout, And they say we’re the worst e’er the eighth grade turned out— The Class of Nineteen Nine. We always are doing the things that arn’t right, And spoiling our records when the prospects are bright, And then for a week we are jugged every night— The Class of Nineteen Nine. But then we are doing the best that we may, Looking forward with joy to that much wished- for day, When we shall leave High School and leave it to Stay—— The Class of Nineteen Nine. Then here’s to the Freshmen, the best class of all, Whether old or young, whether great or small, Let your voices resound throughout the hall, For the Class of Nineteen Nine. —O—— Subjects That Are Not to Be Men- tioned. Frances’ and Roy’s break-up. The pink roses that Irene, Margaret and the Easton boys wore at the Sanger reception. Dora’s fondness for preachers’ sons. The party the seniors were to be ‘‘made’”’ to give. Jack’s perfect (?) algebra lesson on Monday. The ‘‘Bells’’ that ring (?) wh en Mr. Windrem drills the elocution class. The debate that Fresno did not win. The Savage Bar and Cubb that Lydia is always talking about. The rebuttal that Cornelius did not make in the Sanger debate.