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

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PURPLE AND WHITE FRIEDA MARIE KEGEL— “Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, low; an excellent thing in a woman.” CHARLES A. MOORE— “He owns the fatal gift of eyes.”’ ees

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PURPLE AND WHITE FLORENCE MARIE FLOTO— “Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.’’ HAGUE L. MALOYAN— “Deeds | shall do of daring and prowess.” PAULINE MARIE STAHL— “And sikerly she was of grete disport, And ful pleasant, and amiable of DOR,

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KS ———E——E—E—E—E—E—EEEEEEEEeEEEEeEeEe EeEEeEeeEe eEeEOEOEOEOeaeESEe E eeEeEEOEeeEeEEeEOQEOQEOOoOCOnmWW0Or™EOOOOO™EOOO OO OEPODOOOt@@OD—S EOOOOOOEOOOEOO@@@@”O@OOPOOPOEPO O0Oer E —DE PURPLE AND WHITE Class History GRACE LATHAM, 715 The banquet hall of new M. H. S. was ablaze with lights. The long tables were masses of gold and white. The high school girls flitted noise- lessly to and fro, as they served their guests of the evening. | From her place at the head of the table, the Alumni President, Miss Frieda Kegel, arose and addressed the guests in her quiet manner. “Fellow Alumni—you have come from all parts of the state and na- tion to attend this reunion of those who owe their start in life to our dear old High School. This banquet is the celebration of the twentieth anniversary of “the graduation of the class of 1915. Tonight we are receiving a class in- to our ranks which has chosen the colors and the flower of the class of 1915 and that is why, fellow class-mates, you see these tables decked with the dear old Shasta Daisy. [I am going to call on Judge Conley to tell us about the school life of the class of 1915.” Amid deafening Pe the Judge arose to the full dignity of his six feet two. “Alumni and fellow class mates, | am thinking of a banquet twenty years ago, a banquet which was also decorated in gold and white, when eleven eager young children were received into our midst. They had just finished four happy years, and I think I may say that the memory of those years is still sweet to them. The term of our school life was divided into two periods B. M. A. M- (Before and after Mower) In the second year B. M. which the world at large knows as 1911, we were as green a bunch of first year pupils as ever entered the doors of M. H. S. Of course they never called us first year pupils, but I have been taught not to use the name by which we were addressed. Those first days were hard days, and as I glanced over this audence, | wonder that some of the guilty members of the classes of 1914, 1913 1912 do not shrink under the table at every shame when they think of the tortures which they inflicted upon us. We were taught due respect for our elders, particularly those of the Sophomore class, and no occasion of bringing before our eyes our own insignificance was lost by our would be benefactors. But in spite of these torments they gave us a fine reception. We were afraid to go, but at the last moment our curiosity got the better of our fear, and we gathered up courage enough to enter the H. S. building. We expected to be greeted by Seniors, Juniors, and Sophomores, but great was our surprise when we were met by a merry band of Freshmen; Freshmen who in- deed looked like our tormentors of the week before, but short skirts and trousers gave proof positive that they were only Freshmen. We were given a most courteous reception. Each trembling Fresh- man was escorted out upon the platform and introduced to the company by a man with a megaphone. The banquet was designed so as not to disturb our infant digestions; it consisted of candy, cookies and milk. I call upon you to imagine our quiet class mate Mr. Charles Moore, of course I mean Mr. Charles Moore Sr. not Mr. C. Moore Jr., seated upon a stool sucking candy. It was truly prophetic of the future to see the noted Temperance worker, she esa (ices