Mission High School - Mission Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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Turn NHSSION Q6 USN' Georg nodded his head approvingly at this girl's radiant philosophy and until late that night two figures were silhouetted in the magnificent, moon-like light of Earth, which their ultra-modern diplomacy had probably saved from destruction. LLOYD WINTER CNOte to the reader: These celebrities may, in point of years appear elderly,-- if you apply the new instantaneous Jamart calculator, but do not forget that they have all used the Fountain of Youth Health Restorer that is guaranteed as a longevity pro- ducer according to the formula that its value varies inversely as the square of the width of the user and directly as the cube of his fund of good naturej. MXTEEN 4 With shaking heads, and oft reproachful eyes, They call me restless, and they do not realize That storm and tempest shake me day and night - That I am seeking, passionate, for light. They seem to have forgotten their own youth- Their eager, hungry searching for the truth. They cannot see my scorn of childish play, Nor yet the yearning, as it slips away, For carefree, thoughtless freedom that was mine. They guess not, though they have perceptions fine, What dread I have, and what unceasing fears Of all the binding cares that come with years. My Words, to them, are bold and crudely new, CWhy should they shrink from all things that are true?Q They laugh at every fairy fantasy, My shining dreams they shatter ruthlessly. O unrelenting Time, who, day by day, Will bear me, still resisting, far away From all the girlhood joys to which I cling, Grant that my heart, as now, shall ever sing. Forbid my soul should with the low earth plod When it may soar, free-winged, up to God. BETH MAITH ER. I 20 l

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INIISSION HIGH ScHooL 1.4011 'IGN Our people like yours have followed the arts and sciences for ages. Much has been accomplished. Feats have been performed that would convince even the most skeptical. Amazing inventions have occurred with such regularity that they are no longer considered novelties but common products of the age. Still we have failed miser- ably! We have failed for the simple reason that of all these discoveries not one had dealt with the prolongation of life. And this to the Martian people is of the utmost and highest importance. Here the Emperor paused, noticed the effect of his words and continued: Hearing of Professor Brand's remarkable discovery The Tissue Restorerf' our people were filled first with wonder and admiration, then with envy. Not an or- dinary jealousy, but an intense one that flickered and flamed within them. The only recourse was a Declaration of War, a recourse which I now see was wholly unneces- sarvf' In behalf of the Martians, I accept your splendid gift and in reciprocation I want to present your people with a Martian discovery called the Ambition Ray or synthetic knowledge. These rays of various wavelengths when diffused on a person transmit permanently to that person all the knowledge those wavelengths represent. For example, if the chemistry wavelength 0000000000053 mm.J is used the student immediately knows all the chemistry the device gives off, which is about the same as the knowledge acquired in one month's study, and so it is but once a month that these students go before these rays, the rest of the time being devoted to athletics. shops, laboratories, et Cetera. Professor Brand jumped to his feet. A remarkable discovery indeed! The students of Mission High will be the first ones to profit by your kindness! Would that we had it in my school days. The emperor then invited them to partake of a Martian banquet. Soon the entire party was seated at the enormous tables while a host of strange but delicious viands was placed before them. Joyfully they ate, happy with the thought that a horrible and destructive war had been averted. After the banquet, Georg and Winona strolled to the grand balcony adjoining the hall to witness the beauty of a night' on Mars. The Earth loomed in the heavens as a huge full moon. I really believe the Earth received the best of the bargain, spoke Winona de- lightedly. Why have you come to that conclusion, asked Earth's capable ambassador. Because, Georg, and here Winona wrinkled her forehead assuming a Winsome philosophical attitude, what is life without the ability to learn and gain an under- standing of its problems, without which joy and content are never, in their fullest sense, realized. E191

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M1ss1oN HIGH SCHOOL 14011 'Km' THE TESTING OF THE TENDERFOOT Three teams figured as winners in the Alaska Dog Classic. One of them belonged to Gus Paulsen, victor in last year's race, the second was the property of Cree Joe, runner-up in the previous struggle, and the third was Petroff's wonder team. N o one knew where Petroff had gotten those magnificent dogs. He had appeared out of nowhere, it seemed, with a string of dog-Hesh unequalled in all Alaska. His boasts of what he would do with the team in the race had seemed well grounded, but Death removed Petroff before he could bear out his bragging. The team came into the possession of a young tenderfoot from the States, a yellow- haired, blue-eyed youth, named McKinley. The young fellow was well liked, but those who saw fit to bet on the race placed their money on Paulsen or Cree Joe. Ut- terly unconcerned, McKinley went right ahead with his preparations for the big race. lt was a long race, an endurance contest, and the course was laid over a very rough trail. The day of the struggle came at last. A crowd gathered at the starting point. A long time would pass before another crowd began to collect at the finish line. The real contest for supremacy must go unwatched. But the racers, with the prospect of the prize before them, cared little for spectators. The teams were off! Cree Joe took the lead, McKinley followed a close second, and Pau'sen trailed with a lot of second-raters. Cree Joe's team held its lead for some time, but the space between McKinley and himself varied not an inch. The other teams were far behind, not even in sight. Paulsen was so far in the rear that he could no longer consider himself in the running. ' Half the long course had been covered when the super-blood of the team Mc- Kinley drove began to tell. Slowly but surely, apparently not at all handicapped by their tenderfoot driver, the huskies shortened the distance between themselves and the other team. The other driver saw McKinley's team draw up alongside him, pass him by, and take the lead. With the stoicism of his race, Cree Joe settled down to regaining his lost position. His effort was useless, McKinley vanished around a turn in the trail, nor did Cree Joe again catch sight of him. Half a mile beyond the turn which McKinley had rounded was the intersecting trail to Nome. As McKinley approached the crossing a dog-sledge shot out of the other road, from the east, and the driver toppled off and lay still. The dogs, tangled in the traces stood where they were. Forgetting the race, lVIcKinley rushed to the fallen one to give what assistance he could. One look at the man told him that he was dying and past all aid. Diphtheria had him in its clutches. The stranger opened his eyes, saw McKinley, and choked out, Diptheria antitoxin -for Nome-For God's sake take it quick. They're dying in droves-no antitoxin in Nome- he gasped, struggled for breath, HStuff didn't help me any-didn't know how to use it-. Go quick-never mind me. There was no need to mind him indeed, for he was dead. l'vIcKinley saw two things flash before him-the prize, and a city of plague-strick- en people. His team could take him either to victory in the race, or to the relief of Nome. McKinley needed the money prize, needed it badly. No one but he had heard the dying man's words. The cash was vital to his continued existence in Alaska. It is a hard thing to give up-one thousand dollars in gold. The people of Nome were dying in droves. i211