Newberg High School - Chehalem Yearbook (Newberg, OR)

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Dorothy Triumphs H, HERE you are at last girls, hurry in so Miss Holberg wont say we caused a disturbance in the hall. This 4 .f,l7W,1 remark was addressed to two girls about sixteen years of age who had arrived at Marjorie Iessup's room to . a g ere. if- il ttend the meetin th There were three girls already assembled in the room, Beatrice Rhodes, Lucy Harrington, and Marjcmrie, who has already been mentioned. The two new comers were Lucille Roberts and Iean Gilbert, These girls were members of the Sweet Briar Boarding School for young ladies, but even of more importance than this they were the charter members of the honored society The Sassy Six. It was considered a very great honor to become a member of this club. So far as was known the club had no real purpose other than to play pranks, but as it never did any harm the faculty not approving of it had decided to let it remain. Of all the meeting so far held in this club this was one of the most ex- citing due to the graduation of one of it's members, the club had to take in another member. Many were the wild speculations and rumors circulated about as to the new member. This meeting was called for the sole purpose of discussing possibilities and planning ordeals for the list of eligibles. Well girls, said Marjorie, the president, Are there any more names to add to the list of those eligible to our club? Yes indeed, I have a pure case of stuckuppishnessv said Lucile. Oh, and who can she be? came from all. Well get ready for the shock said Lucille. Its the new girl, have any of you seen her? The new girl exclaimed the girls in surprise. Yes came the reply, she told a lot of the girls that she might do this club the honor of becoming one of its members. I met her down in the Deans office this morning and her name is Miss Dorothy Danvers. Here Lucille placed special emphasis on the Miss and then added, she certainly gave me a cold stare. All members were speechless. Did she really say that? 'ask Lucy, If she did we surely will have to Hx some kind of a dose for her. After a brief silence Iean spoke in an excited tone of voice, I have it girlsl Let's vote on putting her on our list of eligibles, then we can plan an ordeal for her and give her a try out to see what kind of a girl she really is, altho it's my opinion she's one ofthe worst boasters Sweet Briar has ever had on her campus. When the meeting adjourned it was announced that this measure had been voted on and carried. So Dorothy Danver's name was to be added to the list of eligibles to be added to this club. Rumors usually cause some kind of misleadings and so they did in the case of Dorothy Danvers. To tell the truth about Dorothy, she was one of the most likeable members of the school. By way of joking with one of TIQIIRTY-TWO

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a g 'r 'gg 12 ffll bfgfmgw Refveries of Spring T IS generally believed, if one wishes to see the great beauties of nature he must travel to foreign lands or to places world famous for their scenes of wonder. How often a cozy nook or a canvon close at home IS over looked by the sightsners One beautiful spring morning I started for the woods on the hills near by It was just a common spring morn lk '51 I li' ,P I . WXA ' - k gs: ,gl . L . ing. The sun had come up as it does on every spring morning and had caused the drops of dew on the grasses to shine like tiny diamonds. The sky was a beautiful blue without even one white cloud. A cool morning breeze played through the trees and caused them to wave gently and to make a sound like that of a distant water fall. A meadow lark was singing high in the air and a grouse was calling up in the woods. It was a common spring morning, yet how unusual, how newl In my rambles I chose to follow a tiny creek up stream. It was a very tiny creek-'so small, in fact, that in places it could hardly be called a creek. In some places the clear water spread, unbounded by banks over awide rocky bed, while in others it formed deep pools so overhung with large masses of ferns as to be almost concealed. These pools were only a few feet across but large enough to hold a few small trout. Moss covered the ground and an occasional licorice tree which spanned the creek. All along things were the same, yet different. To the right of the creek in one place, on top of the hill, was an open glade. When I came opposite it, I could see evidences of old fire places and camping grounds which some Indian tribes had left. Paths, hardened and well- worn by moccasined feet led in various directions. One of them led toward a rustic looking bridge across the creek. As I continued along this stream I came upon a waterfall which I named Wanona. It was hardly worthy of a name for the water feel barely more than a foot. But all about this one spot grew a thick mass of watercress and a tiny blue flower. Because of the gay little flowers which grew about it, I gave the waterfall that name. I left the creek, then, and followed a path up the hill, gathering ferns and flowers. As I scrambled up the hill, a startled grouse flew out of the bushes and disappeared again. Close by I found its nest of white eggs on the south side of an old decayed stump. This was the first nest of a Cali- fornia grouse I had ever seen. When I came to the top of the hill, I paused to admire the beautiful scene before me. There was the little creek wending its way toward the distant valley, and the trees, shrubs, and flowers bathed in the morning dew. I breathed in the sweet fragrance of the spring air and turned back the way I had come. As I decended the hill, my arms full of flowers and ferns, I thought of the things, which I had seen that morning, and wondered what more anyone could wish for one day. H. E. '22 THIRTY'fJNE

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the girls of the school she had said, in a flattering tone of voice, she might do this club the honor of becoming one of it's honorary members. Dorothy however, had not made a favorable impression on the other girls. The Sassy Six had decided to take Dorothy on a hike and so she was greatly surprised to receive an invitation from the club. The older girls of the school had heard of the news, and stood around in groups, shaking their heads and pitying Dorothy, who, however, was blind to all these happenings. The next day dawned very bright and clear, Dorothy arose early, don- ned an immaculate dress of pink gingham, put on high heeled pumps and arrived at the designated corner to meet the other girls, at eight oclock sharp. The other girls, according to custom, had put on kaki hiking dresses, high topped boots, and sun hats. It can easily be imagined what the other girls thought when they saw Dorothy coming down the street in her attire. Older and more experienced students could have advised Dorothy, but they did not, and the question was, Why didn't they? Nevertheless, beforehand, Dorothy had determined that for better or worse she was going to be a sport. The girls started for Summersville, a small town about five miles from the school. The first three miles passed as if they were speeding away under the feet of the girls. There was a cool ocean breeze which refreshed the girls very much. All were in the high spirits which always help very much on a hike. However, this state of spirit was not to last long. All but Dorothy began to tire of the jokes, sights and other amusements. Many of them stopped to rest at different places along the way. At last they arrived in the village. After eating their lunch and resting they took in the sights of the town. About half past three they started home but all were so tired it seemed as if they never would reach the school again. All but Dorothy were grouchy, who was indeed the life of the party. Each and every girl wonder- ed as she trudged along, how Dorothy could keep in such high spirits, she, indeed, was a curious character. It was a tired group of girls that arrived at last on the school campus And if the girls could have seen Dorothy in the shelter of her room they would have changed their feelings toward her. Dorothy threw herself upon her bed and tried to keep back the tears, but it was impossible. Her feet had never been so sore and she had never been so tired. She would never boast of herself again. All too soon for Dorothy, the first dinner bell rang. She wondered how she ever could get to the dinner hall. Nevertheless, she would show them she was a sport. She changed her dress, combed her hair and tried to cover her tear stained face with powder. At dinner she appeared to be as happy and refreshed as if she had been in her room all day. Each and every girl stared in amazement at Dorothy. They all knew how tired she must be, yet how brave she wasl That night it was a somewhat humbled group of girls that assembled in Marjorie Iessup's room to add to their enrollment the name of Dorothy Danvers. M. A. '22 THI TY TH E