Palo Alto High School - Madrono Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 94 of the 1924 volume:

MADRONO Year Book of the Senior Class Palo Alto Union High School 1924 Palo Alto, California June, Nineteen Hundred Twenty four Dedication Foreword Faculty Madrono Staff Seniors Class Will Classes Editor’s Page - Literary Commissioners Dramatics The Campanile Block “P” Society Society Gossip The Carnival - Music Football Basketball - Soccer - Baseball Track - Girls’ Sports Jokes - Parte 5 7 8 - 10 11 - 24 30 - 36 37 - 48 49 - 54 56 - 57 61 . 63 64 . 65 70 - 72 74 - 76 80 82 Dedication We, the members of the Class of 1924, dedicate this issue of the Madrono to Miss Ruth Preston in appre- ciation of her faithful services as our dramatic coach, the head of our English Department, and as the ad- visor of Senior Classes Foreword The 1924 Madrono is edited by the Senior Class with the purpose or repre- senting not only the Class but also the entire student body. It was with this idea in mind that we have placed between the covers of this book everything that will be of interest to the students. In this connection it is interesting to note that the lower classmen have ac- tually supplied unknowingly most of the material upon which we have worked. So we hope that you future seniors will take the annual for what it is worth and try to judge not too harshly, for we have done our best. 8 M A D R O 53 O FACULTY Mr. Walter II. Nichols Miss Rebecca T. Greene.... Mr. George E. Mercer...... Mr. William W. McInnis.... Miss Lusanna M. Clary. Mr. C. W. Converse....... Miss Sophia Cramer Miss H. Ruth Crandali.... Mil Funk ................ M iss Marie G. Eustace... Miss Harriet McCausi.anh. Miss Margaret V. Girdner.. Mr. J. R. Grin stead. Mrss Lucy A. Mali......... Miss Grace Hartley...... Mrss Doris Stevenson...... Mrs. Ella W. Horixk. Miss Frances Huntington Miss Lina Jacobs.......... Mr. R. J. Jcngerman...... Mrs. Leona H. McCully Miss Stella S. McKee...... Miss Como Montgomery Mr. Bert C. Moody......... Miss Irvei. Myers......... Miss Harriet R. Nelson.... Miss Rutii Preston... Mr. Howard Ray............ Mr. Melmx E. Shippy Mr. George S. Stewart .... Mrss I ngegekd Up pm an Miss Elizabeth Wexk....... Miss Nellie Williams. Mabel J. Gotten berg.... .............................Principal .......Issociate Principal. Registrar I icc-Principal. Physics, Mathematics ...............................History .................................Latin ............Ilgehra. Special Classes ..................Modcm Languages .......................Domestic Arts ...................Instrumental Music ..Bookkeeping, Commercial Arithmetic ..................History, Hconom ies .............................Librarian ........................... Chemistry .....................Pranch, Spanish .......'....Girls’ Physical Education ............Girls’ Physical Education ......................Household Arts ...............................English ...............................Spanish ..................Biohgical Science .......English, History, Mental Tests ............ •rechami Drtnving, Design ..............................H istory .................... Industrial Arts .............................. English ...............................English ... .......................... English .............Boys' Physical Education ......................... Mathematics ...History. Boys' Physical Education ...................English. Spanish .......................... Commercial .............................English ............................Physiology M A D R O S () 9 . THE FACULTY OF PALO ALTO UN ON HIGH SCHOOL 7 0 - ,0 . Sl. rVV Jt e .. -c-c -Vj • ?)-'--- 10 M A D R () S O Madrono staff Miss Frances Huntington Faculty Adviser Stanley Micth Editor Dorothy Ludwig Associate Editor Jack W. Shoup . Business Manager Robert Cecil . Advertising Manager Beverly Miner . Art Editor Carleton Dawson . Sports Frances Watson Qiris’ Sports Doris Ethen . Society Nathaniel Morgan Jokes Thelma Adair Carmine Lownsberry School Notes Grace Adams Campanile Helena Duryca Dramatics Leslie Hill j Elsie Landels ) Philip Robertson Thompson Claw President M A D R O 55 O Doris Theresa Ethen Secretary Treasurer Dorothy Louise Ludwig Robert Cuthhercson Swain Vice-President Franklin Winone Hopper Florence Anna Paulson Frances Rhodes Watson Allan Henry Hoover M A I) R O S O 13 Thelma Adair Stanley Theodore Mieth John Robert Broad wood Jessie Frances Snow Helena Duryea Jack Wilson Shoup Robert Edgar Cecil Alexandra Leslie Hill 14 M A D K O S O Elsie Kirkwood Landels Carloton Wolfley Dawson Foster Blake Dctrick Ethel Frances Fitzpatrick Annie'Belle Whittemore — ' r.' .u Dickson Jay Hartwell Daniel Thomas Haley Im Roslyn.Rittler James Verne Mansfield Mary Lee Grace Doris Cochran Charles William Andrews Lloyd Samuel Parsons Juliet Hilda Clapp Florence Mae Durr Horace Albert Barker 16 M A D R O 5T O Donald Chandler MeGrecor Maurice Lcoti Barncsley Mary Ona Proctor Clarence Lincoln Schmid Loren Hopper Lida Ritrler Zelda Mendenhall Lemuel Perry Borden M A L) R O S O 17 Helen Esther Willson Nathaniel Richard Morgan Francis Ketman Morgan Bernice Roma Halverson Jeannette Olive Letts Frank Elliott Senn Harold Edwin Bernard Margaret Grace Adams 18 M A I) R O S O Clyde Lawrence Havey May Edith Stevenson Grace Mildred A1 mack Jean Bart Balcomb Jerome Dean Davis Minnie Belle Eaton U A I) R O X o 19 Richard Alexander Harcourt Beverly Sutherland Miner Billie Schulte Albert Rohloff MofTut Charles Ross Mosher Carmine Soule Lownsbcrry Helen Flo Newland Oliver Franklin Noll 20 M A I) R O S o d Archyleen Bernice Wright Samuel Leighton Simmons Carl Eben Scromquist, Jr. Lenna Ethel Swartzcll Nellie May Sheets John Joshua Williams James Hugh Whitten Clara Eldora Gemur M A DRORO 21 Herbert Frank Mills Louise Anna Maicr Ruby Merrell Brister Joseph Y. Charles Carlcstrocm John William Murray Juanita Louise Connolly Florence Eloise Marshall Merle Leroy Roarke 22 M A D R O X O Gordon Strain Lucy Christianson Mary Louise Besse Deforest Prichard Lois Ticknor Martin Letha Annette Callahan Edward Frederick Gamble M A D R O S O 23 Llewellyn Meally Humphrey Frances Manning Brown Josephine Miller Haskell Frank Hunter Mary Miller Chilcote Doris Emily Regnart Ada May Elvcy Frank Ignatius Schwarz 24 M A 1) R O X O Class Will We, the first and last Class of 1924. anticipating that some of our number may come to an untimely end on the night of June 20. do hereby prepare a last W ill and Testament to he duly recorded with Mr. Nichols and kept by the Faculty of the Palo Alto Union High School. We, being sound in mind and body (at least we have been pronounced so after a strenuous four years’ treatment under such experts as Miss Preston, Mr. Mer- cer, Miss Clary, and Mr. Pay) will and bequeath the following: To the Juniors we leave our spic and span new class rooms, 503 and 504. with desks and walls unmarred by cubist carvings, (as yet). To the Sophomores we leave our sober and serious intellect. (They have, on many occasions, been observed to need it). To the Freshmen we leave the title of Sophomores. (We hope that hats may be found which are large enough to cover this title). To the Thespian Club we bequeath the recently finished auditorium. (May the stage curtains ever be green). And now. because of the great spirit of generosity that wells up from within us, we, as individuals, leave the folowing to our highly esteemed school mates: I. Thelma Adair, leave my place at the head of the list to Fremont Zschokke. I. Margaret Grace Adams, leave my remarkable speed and ability to make last-minute posters of all sorts, shapes and descriptions to Fat Springer—we’d love to see him work. 1, Grace Mildred Almack. leave my sweet Mayfield manners to Ruth I Icttingcr. I. Charles illiam Andrews, leave my bull-dog jaw to Robert Vetleson, with the advice that he always pick on someone smaller than himself. 1, Jean Hart Halcomb, leave my grammar school size and peanut vender’s job at all the Stanford games to my little brother, Lcland. I, Horace Albert Barker, leave my Titian locks and refined air in the custody of Karl Spaulding. I. Maurice Leoti Barnsley, fling my King Tut bob and independent air to Elizabeth Cramer, although she doesn’t need either. I, Harold Edwin Bernard, being unsound in mind and body, bequeath my vain attempts at being a lady-killer to Allan Lucy. 1, Mary Louise Besse, leave mv freckle cream to Doris Dorcy. with the hope that it will do her more good than it did me. I, Lemuel Perry Borden, feeling that my heart is rapidly beating itself out to M A 1) R O X O 25 the tune of “Big Blond Mama,” leave my ability to attract the fair-haired dam- sels without any effort on my part to Lester lessen. I, Ruby Merrell Brister, do hereby will and bequeath my ivory tinkling craze to somebody’s player piano. I, John Robert Broadwood, since 1 am seeking new literary fields to conquer, leave my wonderful vocabulary and weird story-writing ability to Robert Sears. I. Prances Manning Brown, do relegate my superfluous avoirdupois to Tippy Smith. 1, Letha Annette Callahan, bequeath my queenly carriage to Josephine Simpson. T, Joseph V. Carlestroem, leave my French accent to Fred Stanton. 1, Robert Fdgar Cecil, will and bequeath with a cackling laugh my astound- ing huge feet to Howard McCully, hoping that it will offset his light headedness. 1 also leave my aptitude for turning up my nose and juggling figures to George Kerrigan. I, Marv Miller Chilotte. will my stern and intellectual brow to Edward Hamilton. I, Lucy Christensen, leave my feeble voice to Teddy Johnson. I. Grace Dorris Cochran, relegate my lip-rouge to Theodore Zschokke. 1, Juanita Louise C onnolly, leave my quiet, ultra-refined manners to (leorge Casey. I, Florence Mae Darr, will my place next to Juanita in the alphabet and in daily life to no one. 1. Jerome Dean Davis, hand down my superfluous height and bashful man- ners to I larry Keifer. I le really does need both. I, Carlton Wolf ley Dawson, do not have the least idea of whom to give my place as speed-cop at the hot lunch line, as no one has the solemn and dignified air which I possess and which are necessary requisites of the position. 1, Foster Blake Detrick, will mv crutches and martyred air to anyone who sprains his ankle while pole-vaulting next year. I, Helena Duryea, leave mv ability to portray the deep dyed villainess in a startling and realistic manner to Irma Shaw. (I doubt it). I, Minnie Bell Faton, will and bequeath mv youth and unobstrusiveness to incoming freshmen. I. Ada May F.lvey, leave mv nich on the eight o’clock car from Cupertino to whoever claims it first. I, Doris Theresa Fthen. leave my come-hither look and beautiful voice to Carol Gray. 1, Fthel Frances Fitzpatrick, being a comparatively recent newcomer to Paly 2«X M A I) R O S O wav. with the admonition that the more you help people, the more, they expect of you. I, Lloyd Samuel Parsons, devise to Ward Crary my learned air and mv wide general knowledge. 1. Florence Anna Paulsen, settle upon some frosh the void that I will leave when I absent this school. 1, De Forest Prichard, bequeath my earnestness and exactness, and also my serious outlook on life to Billy Blythe. I. Marv Ono Proctor, confer upon Kdwina Ewing my ability to vamp Sidney (iray on the stage and off. I, Doris Emily Regna rt, donate my drug-store complexion to Georgine Griffin. 1. Lida Rittler, bequeath my vampish eyes and tennis playing ability to Louise Shoup. I, Roslyn Rittler, dole out my Stanford “fellows to the girls of the junior class. I, Merle Leroy Roarke, since I have red hair, must needs will it to someone, and I therefore bequeath its unusual reddish tint to the tomato ketchup that goes on everything that is served at the cafeteria. i, C larence Lincoln Schmid, leave my place in the school dance orchestra to Whittemore Waldegravc. (May he blow as loud as 1 did). I. Billie Schulte, assign my sweet girlish voice to Venuda Crooke. I, Frank [ganatius Schwartz, hand down my supreme self-confidence to Kobelen Bonham. 1, Frank Elliot Semi, give my pubnacious expression to Howard McCully. I. Nellie May Sheets, bestow my simple and unaffected manner upon Ethel Butterfield. I. Jack Wilson Shoup, relinquish my eccentricities and my position as Paly Hi’s leading matinee idol to Ilenry Lavvshe. I, Samuel Leighton Simmons, leave my sunny disposition and curls to Eli- zabeth Ann Lynch. I. Jessie Frances Snow, bequeath my shrill voice and black eyes to Mildred Ashworth. I. Gorden Strain, being another of those quiet unobtrusive souls, leave my pensive qualities to Edward Hamilton. I. Carl Fben Stromquist, Jr., relegate to Warren Xute my place in the court where I daily eat my lunch. I. Robert Cuthbertson Swain, will my air as world traveler and my ability to tell of my experiences to Joe Borden. M A I) R O X O 29 I, Lena Ethel Swartzell. bestow my quietness upon the whole school. It needs it, more or less. 1, Phillip Robertson Thompson, leave—oh, dear no. I can’t leave HER! I, Frances Rhodes Watson, leave my place in the physics class among a lot of boys to whoever desires it. I, Annie Belle Whittemore. relegate to Joe Stearns, my bold masculine ways. T, James Hugh Xelson Witten, bequeath my ability to get to school just on time from Mayfield, to Harry Baker. I, John Joshua Williams, leave my skating ability to Georgine Griffin. I, Helen Esther Willson, give my sweet voice and manners to Merritt Whittaker. I, Archyleen Bernice Wright, bequeath to Fat Ingraham my fine dancing qualities. Executed this twentieth day of June, A. I)., 1924. 33 M A 1) K ) ft O M A I) R O S O 31 0 8 0 M (I V IV M A D R O X O 33 34 M A D R O SO M A D R O 8 O 35 36 M A D R O S O Editor’s Page High School Journalism Paly is one of the best equipped high schools of its size in the State of Cali- fornia. Yet, the one thing that is sadly neglected in the curriculum of Paly Hi is the journalistic department. Journalism is one of the biggest factors of the present American; and the most forward high schools of the State have come to realize this, and are inaugurating journalistic departments, if they have not already done so. A department of this kind would not only give a chance to persons wishing to follow a journalistic career, hut it would give the person who would not he appointed on a staff or who was not sure whether or not newspaper work would suit him a chance to try his ability. It would also put our newspaper and annual on a staple basis so that only efficient editors and staffs would he in charge; thus doing away with our present hit or miss system. And last of all it would impress upon the mind of the person doing journalistic work the value of his training in English, for here he would see its most direct and practical application. To inaugurate such a department would necessitate the service of another instructor but the school would be amply paid by having one of the most practi- cal and, to many, one of the most interesting of courses a high school can give. I Thank You I would like to take a few lines of this page to express my thanks to the staff and the faculty members through whose co-operation 1 have been able to edit this Annual. The word editor may sound pretty big but the word staff is so important that it entirely eclipses the former. This may sound like the ordinary cut and dried talk that is always spoken or written when an editor wishes to thank his assistants; but it is meant to serve two purposes; first, as a word of thanks, and second, as a hint to future editors. So remember, future editors, that your staff is the engine and you are nothing more than a gauge reader. M A DROSO 37 The Imperfect Manufacturer Nature turns many wonderful and extraordinary pieces of work out of her workshop. She generally works with the greatest of care and accuracy, but occa- sionally she becomes weary and her tools slip. As a result, some strange or often hideous examples of workmanship arc sent from her factory. When one sees one of these examples a thought of contempt is given to the manufacturer, but when a line example is seen a good effect is produced on the mind. As an example of the imperfection let us turn to the curious and interesting case of Stevens van Lahdan, an obscure Dutchman horn in Amsterdam in the latter part of the sixteenth century. Stevens was an albino. His hair was white and his skin was whiter than any albino had ever possessed. In the summer time this skin would turn from white to a transparent, glass-like coating. This tremend- ous effect was produced by the rays of the sun on his already colorless skin. manuscript presented to the world of science by an elderly friar will serve to give us an impression of this remarkable character: “This morning as I was walking on the high road I approached a small spring on the side of the way. Being tired. I walked over to the spring and sat down. Soon, from down the road, I heard the approach of a horse. I looked up and perceived that the rider was clothed in a long blanket and a turban which covered his head and most of his face. When he came opposite me. he reined in his horse and dismounted. I had often heard of the spectre-man. Steven van Labdan, and his exploits on his famous horse “Lognok,” and 1 decided that this was none other than he. I have alwavs been of a sociable nature and I asked him to sit down by me and eat part of my meal. The day was exceptionally hot and I beseeched him to remove his long coat. Reluctantly he did so. saying at the time that it was against his principles, but I was a friar and would say nothing of what I might see. Stevens lay his cloak on the ground, exposing at the same time his finely shaped body. One extraordinary thing impressed me at my first sight of him. His skin was pure white. Not pale, or gray, but an absolute white was the color of his skin. I surmised that he was one of those strange freaks 38 M A DRO N’ O which arc supposed to live in great numbers on some strange Atlantic Island. Stevens ate heartily and, on partaking of my most excellent wine, he soon fell asleep, the hot sun beating down upon his bare skin. 1 answered myself by viewing his delicately formed body while I leaned against a rock and tried to sleep. I had been watching him for perhaps half an hour when I looked at his face and perceived that it was slowly becoming red. I couldn't explain this phenomenon, but finally decided that it had become crimson-tinted under the intense rays of the very hot sun. The redness spread and deepened, lie turned slightly and 1 was quite horror stricken to see the veins of his neck standing out clearly. I glanced at his chest and was transfixed with horror to view his lungs and heart. His lungs contracted and expanded regularly and no deviation was made in the steadiness of the pulsations of his heart. By this time his stomach and liver had become visible and the bones in his back and legs were quite easy to discern. All of his organs were of the delicate pink color which is so common to anatomists. This scene had paralized me with its extraordinary aspect and I was becoming weak. Suddenly everything went black and 1 lost my conscious- ness. When I recovered a minute later, Stevens was standing in front of me with his robe about him. lie smiled at me with his gory-looking face and con- jured me to be not alarmed. 1 could see the space behind his eyes; and his check bones and the rest of his skull were clearly visible. “Friar, you now see why 1 am prejudiced to remove my coat on such a hot day.” With this statement he mounted his horse and rode away. I crossed myself and hastened back to my cell, very much frightened and weak.” ROBERT CATHCAKT. '25. Ebb-Tide Upon the grey and silent waste. The flood-tide brought to me All that I longed for, all that I wished. From the magic isles of the sea. Over the dull and gloomy flats I watched the fading day. What the sea brought when at the flood. The ebb-tide bore away. GRACE ALMACK, '24. M A I ) K O 5T O 39 Origin of Fried Snails Na-na-bul-con. powerful King of Babylon, had made ready a great feast. Already the plenipotentiaries of nations had come at his bidding, and were anxiously awaiting his presence in the palatial throne-room. But something was amiss. Bejeweled ladies, rustling gently by in their latest Oriental creations, whispered together in hushed tones. Men spoke in hoarse gutterals, with deeply concerned expressions on their faces. There was, indeed, occasion to be alarmed. It was rumored that the Autocrat of the Uni- verse was even then indisposed, and might not appear at the banquet table. At length, however, on the pleadings of his royal chamberlain, he consented to re- veal his Imperial Presence before the assemblage of dignitaries and other per- sonages. 11 is retinue of servants, pages and butlers made an impressive spec- tacle as the cavalcade swept down the broad marble flights into the throne room. There he informed his sympathetic guests that he was suffering from lack of appetite, but that he was feeling better, and might take nourishment. A broad canopy of purple silk splashed with ermine and bordered with mother-of-pearl presided over the feast. Numerous slaves, inconspicuously at work at the sides of the room, caused pendulous palm fans to waft back and forth, creating a pleasurable bree .e to accompany the hot consomme. Great tubfuls of hot things were brought in by the waiters. The plenipo- tentiaries ate with relish and commented upon the succulence of the contents. Not so, however, with the King. He sat moodily, without tasting the food. However, being urged, he did so. and was displeased. Said his majesty to a slave standing near. “Bring me Tubo, the Chef.” Tubo came, with tremblings, for he anticipated trouble. “Why can you not cook me something edible, Fish-cow? “Oh, Dictator of Kmpires. 1 seek but to please.” “Take hence this rubbish and bring that which is good. Else your life is forfeit.” As your majesty sayeth. And Tubo, with a low salaam, departed. In the kitchen he ransacked his brain for something of culinary properties which would appease his master’s wrath. At last! He had it! A tender, rarely done, ox steak, lined with garlic, would be the very thing. He at once set to work upon this idea, to produce something which should make the King’s mouth water. It was a matter of but a short time to have a pedigreed ox from the royal barn knifed and bled, drawn and quartered, and vigorously pounded by a crew of 40 M A D R O 5: O slaves. Then into the pan it went, and in another moment a steaming platter was being escorted into the banquet-hall. The waiter deposited this before his majesty. One smell. One look. “Take it away!” roared Na-na-bul-con, in rage. Seizing the steak he hurled it after the frightened slave, amidst the smiles oi approval of his guests. Tubo was in despair, but he set to work again. I have it! A new dish, designed entirely by myself: Oyster croquettes, with mayonnaise.'' I'his delicious tidbit was also refused, and the King dis- played symptoms of sinister intent, upon which Tubo wept, made sacrifices to the gods, and hurried into the garden to secure some egg plant. Returning with the latter he began to prepare a concoction noted for its deliciousness. In his haste he failed to note the globular appendage on the underside of the plant, which was perhaps as well for him. While he was making it. Tubo knew that it was hopeless: that it would please the King no more than the steak or croquette had. Hut he had to hurry; had to do something, for his majesty had threatened his life, and he knew that unless he served some dish palatable to his majesty’s stomach, he was not safe. The thought of putting some carbolic in it came, and it also went, for he knew that suspicion and conviction would surely alight on him. 1'he meditation over, he stirred some butter into the mess be was frying, and transferred the whole to a dish. Assuming his best style, escorted by slaves, and holding the platter high before him, Tubo marched into the banquet hall. “Oh Mightiest of Mighties, may this affect favorably thy palate! And the platter was set before the King. ()ne of the King’s guard whispered to the King, who thereupon glared at Tubo, and ordered the latter to sample his own product. This he did, with wobblings. Na-na-bul-con, Mightiest of Mighties, tasted his latest dish. He growled ominously, gave a dyspeptic cough, and took another taste. This time, with a look of surprise on his countenance, he said. “.M-m-m.” and crunched the delicate morsel in his mouth. At once he began fishing in the platter with his fork, but he could not find another morsel luscious as the last, and at length, with a benign smile, he asked Tubo what it was. Tubo asserted it was egg-plant; the King denied it. and demanded very severely to know what it was; and Tubo was in hot water again. According to the Assyrian tablet library, from which this account was taken, they never found out; even up to the time the tablet was written. But it is very probable that Na-na-bul-con. Autocrat of the Universe, was the first to relish our well-known garden snail. CLYDE HAVKY, '24. M A D R O X O 41 Surf Crash ! I’p, up, uj , high over the low-lying reef rises the foam; then it falls back again, seeming unwilling to give up its high place, to the green foam-flecked sea. Quiet reigns for the moment. Then, again crash! Up, up, once more, like some snowy army, rising, rank after rank, from ambush, only to be shot down again at the height of the charge. Over and over it happens, and has happened, and will continue to happen, always new, always enchanting, never tiresome. Now some luckless piece of driftwood, perhaps part of some long-forgotten ship, finds its way into the seething cauldron, and is hurled up, falling, not back into the water, but high and dry on the rocks. Watching the log. lying on the rocks, one knows not how to feel and so feels queer inside. One moment he feels sorry for the log. thinking of it as a fish out of water, pitying it. The next moment he rejoices for it, being glad it has come at last to rest, after its long hard journey, and compares it to a ship, lately come to port, lying at anchor. Now night comes, but still, though the spray is not seen, one feels its pres- ence, booming, ever booming, and even in his dreams hears it—booming— booming. SANDERSON SMITH, 26. Ambition on the Day of Opportunity The watch is over! For indeed, Apollo's chariot is rising from the plain. Ah! But see the dew still trying to charm the grass and flowers before this master power. And see the trees, silhouetted black and dense against the sun, as if in earn- est effort trying to make the sun stand still, so that they might drink their full, and from its will to keep the sun. But really the watch has just begun! It enchanted us! With other eyes we saw the flowers with upturned faces to the sky. We saw with eyes that put a halo around everything beautiful. We heard the birds with ears that made a duet out of every song, and we longed to hear the notes come forth again. None of us became silent, never to speak again, as some had the day before. We all thought that morning before the sun had risen, that that day would see us all go to sleep, never to be aroused. But now my reminiscence ceased as 1 heard an optimistic voice call out, “1 think we are all the better for the sun; I can raise my arm. That night we asked that we might sec another dawn, and did not curse the 42 M A 1) R O S O darkness. Instead, the moon blest us by its cool light and showed us the moon- light side of nature. As I looked I thought of what a beautiful painting it would make. In the night I became stronger, and after many failures, walked; others fol- lowed. some fell back. 1 have heard another bird. I have seen another dawn. I have painted an- other picture. —GUV BARKER, '17. It Happened in Omaha The “Twentieth Century” was whirling across a level, calm and prosperous- appearing country. It was a farming section, studded here and there with neat farmhouses. Everything was modern and very much in accordance with the far-famed train. It being rather late in the afternoon, the observation car was deserted save for two well-dressed young men who were lazily reclining in their chairs as they viewed the ever-changing scene. They were two bogus men, not exactly crooks, who had made a comfortable “cleanup” in New York and were coming out West to begin life again in a more honest manner. Through various games they had brought together about $25,000. With these ill-gotten gains they intended to buy a cattle ranch in Arizona or New Mexico, forget their past, and try to meet the future with clean consciences. About an hour later the train arrived in Cleveland and the pair of ex-confidence men took a short walk about the depot. “Now we’ll try it. Jim. one said to the other. “Well, it may work and it may not. I don’t think that we ought to risk it. You know we have plenty without having to take the risk of getting a few more dollars,” the more careful replied. “All right. Jim. We’ll just try it once.” And so they tried it, “just once.” William H. Peterson was the most over- presumptuous, as it is easy to sec. so he made the first move. A porter with a telegram had been paging a John Smith. Peterson, after the boy bail passed him twice, called in an indifferent tone. “John Smith, you say? “Yes. John Smith.” bellowed the boy in an irritated manner. Sign here. Peterson calmly signed a “John Smith” where the lad indicated. “Any charge?” “No,” was the curt reply, and the porter turned on his heel and left. As William 11. Peterson hastily tore open the envelope, Jim eyed him soberly from a short distance. To him it was just another of Bill's wild schemes that he had to put up with quite often. Bill would soon get tired of reading about M A D R O N' O 43 congratulations, messages of assurance to worried wives and sweethearts, vari- ous business acknowledgments, or other things that he would never understand. “Come quick! Look at this!” cried Peterson excitedly when he had finished reading the telegram. “I told you that we would pick up something that would he worth while. Jim obeyed and reluctantly stepped to his friend’s elbow. With placid eyes he read the message, which was as follows: FATHER DIED (Stop) WILL RECEIVE $500,000 CASH AND BONDS ON CONDITION THAT I MARRY YOU (Stop) 1 HAVE NEVER SEEN YOU BEFORE BUT COME AT ONCE TO 3120 SUTTER ST., OMAHA, NEB., AND WE WILL SEE WHAT CAN BE DONE (Stop). (Signed) HELMA OWEN. “Sounds too good to be true, but we might try, muttered Jim. “We will try,” replied the other. “You can be my valet or something like that and from now on I am John Smith, (let me?” “All right, but—” “None of your ‘huts’ now, we are going to do it.” Forty-eight hours later found our two adventurers standing on the front porch of 3120 Sutter street. Omaha. William II. Peterson, who was a little nervous, rang the bell, but Jim retained his usual calmness. A young woman of twenty-two or three oj cncd the door and Peterson presented the telegram. “Oh, Mister Smith, we didn’t expect you so soon. Why, come right in,” was her cheery exclamation. “James, bring in the grips and dismiss the taxi, Peterson commanded, try- ing to keep his dignity. Jim almost hesitated, but took up the lead and did as told. Poor Jim! He often thought afterwards how foolish he felt. Helma Owen was not so bad to look at, thought Peterson, after he had seen her for several moments. Truly she could be called beautiful, and he thought of the poor fellow he was cheating out of such a wife and, best of all. FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND. That stood before his eyes in golden letters. But, it was all in the game, so he checked himself. “Stop now. I must not hesitate when such an amount is at stake, he said to himself. Then he thought of the years he and Jim had slaved to bring the little sum of $25,000 together. Ranch and reform vanished from his mind and were lost under the $500,000. In the several days that followed, everything was arranged for the mar- riage. Miss Owen and her brother, whom the two adventurers had taken quite a fancy to. were going to have her father's attorney arrange the details con- cerning the will and the estate. In the meantime William II. Peterson could make up his mind about the marriage. Late on the night of the third day after 44 M A 1) R O S O their arrival Peterson was awakened from his peaceful slumbers by the report of a pistol, which he thought was fired in the house. Arising quickly he called Jim. Jim, however, needed no calling, for he was up and had the grip that con- tained their money under his arm. In his right hand an automatic revolver rested. During their many years of crooked life Jim had learned to be on the alert at the slightest notice. Their first intention was to fiee. but Peterson argued his more careful companion to stay. Slowly he opened the door to the hall in which there was a dim light burning. Standing at the head of the stairs was Miss Owen’s brother with a smoking revolver in his hand. “What’s wrong?” Peterson almost demanded. The man with the firearm turned slowly toward his questioner. “Someone was in the house but I was afraid to venture going downstairs with the light on. I would have made too good a target so 1 fired that shot you heard. I think that it drove them off. for I am sure that I heard someone stumble on the front porch. Let’s go down now and see.” They descended and found the front door open and tracks of mud on the porch. Miss Owen was soon with them. “1 don’t think that they took anything, but—but, I wonder about the safe. You know I—” but here she hesitated. The four rushed to the little built-in safe in the library. Miss Owen was the first to reach the room and for a moment she was lost from view by the others. As they were groping around in the lower hall they heard a dull thud come from the direction of the library, where Miss Owen had turned on the lights. To their surprise she lay in a dead faint on the floor. The door to the safe was ajar! “Helma, what has—. Oh God. look at the safe! The will! f bet it’s gone!” screamed her brother, frantically. He and Jim rushed to the form on the floor, but William H. Peterson made a wild leap to the door of the safe and flung it open. The whole contents had been removed, not even a scrap of paper was left. Peterson staggered forward. “Everything's gone!” he wailed. Miss Owen was soon brought back to her senses, and they sat up till day- light mourning over the loss of the will. The following day was one of misery for all. Helma and her brother did not mention notifying the police about their loss and Peterson and Jim were afraid to suggest it. Having the police around did not appeal strongly to either. Two days of lamentations followed when Miss Owen came running in from the yard waving a letter. “Look what came in the mail this morning,” she called rather cheerfully to Peterson and her brother, who were seated on the front porch. “We will get the will back now.” M ADROSO 45 As these words fell on the ears of W illiam II. Peterson, he leaped like a frightened rabbit and rushed to Helma's side. The two poured over the letter in her hand, which read as follows: “The other night I cracked your safe. Some one fired a shot in the house and frightened me off. I just had time to grab everything without looking at it. Nothing I took is worth anything to me, but I see that the will is very valuable to certain persons. I will return it if you will place $25,000 in the safe on the night of June 20th, and don't try any monkey business. Just put the money in the safe and in the morning you will find the will. Remember, don’t try to catch me, for it can’t be done. (Signed) “THE KIMBERLY KID.” “If we can only get $25,000 now, Miss Owen explained, “we arc fixed. Surely Mister Smith will lend us the money, won’t you, John?’’ and she slipped one of her graceful arms around Peterson’s neck and looked imploringly into his eyes. Peterson yielded. What else could he do with such a thing of beauty pleading with him, and when lie was married the small twenty-five thousand would be lost under the folds of his vast inheritance. Nevertheless, he wished the Kimberly Kid had not l een so exacting in his demands. True, he had beaten people out of money himself, and on worse games than this, but he had never taken such a hoard from any one person—at least, not at one time. A long talk was necessary before Jim gave his consent to casting $25,000 with the Kimberly Kid. Jim agreed, though, on the grounds that they would watch and capture the Kid. hold him a captive until the marriage was over, then get the five hundred thousand and leave the country. “Skip out and leave my future wife in the lurch!” demanded Peterson. “Exactly. If you are in need of a wife so bad you won’t have any trouble getting another with five hundred thousand taggin' after v’tt. If we let the Kid go and stay here he will make life one risk after another for us, and we can’t turn him over to the police. We don’t want them in on this.” Thus when the 20th of June arrived, William 11. Peterson and his companion brought forth their humble $25,000 and put it in the safe. It was closed, the lights turned out. and all retired. An hour later found Peterson and Jim wide awake and on guard in the library. It scented to them that they waited years, when Jim thought he saw a shadow on the window. He tried to stir, and on turning with great effort saw Peterson, dead to the world, with his head hanging heavily on his chest. Jim felt cold and clammy. A sickening chill followed, and the shadow on the window moved and became larger. Cold drops of per- spiration were precipitated on his forehead. He turned again to the window. His eyes became heavy and ached. His brain was in a whirl. Then faintly at first he detected a sickening odor and his flesh began to crawl. The muscles in his feet went to sleep and began to prickle. The window groaned, then rattled a little. Jim slowly raised the revolver in his hand, but it was only half leveled at the window when his senses stopped. His eyes shimmered, then closed. The hand with the revolver dropped limp at his side. Jim was the first to awaken. It was almost noon and the sunlight was streaming in through the open window. Jim’s head ached and every muscle t M A D K O S O 46 was tired and stiff. Slowly lie rose and looked in the direction of the safe. Then his blood almost froze and lie groaned and sank into a chair. The groan awoke Peterson, whose first exclamation was: “What’s that awful odor?” “I don’t know, but look at the safe,” groaned Jim. Peterson did as he was told and the empty vault met his gaunt stare. Jim now rose and stepped to the center of the room where an empty pie pan had attracted his attention. It was simple now. The Kimberly Kid was right when he said that it couldn’t be done. He had put them to sleep with ether. That ex- plained the queer odor. But how did he get that pan into the room was the question that confronted the two troubled minds. It was a strange thing to worry over now, but the will and their twenty-five thousand were gone, and so was the Kid. As they were arguing over the pie pan. the door bell rang. Jim opened the door, and two policemen greeted his troubled eyes. Their hearts sank. Now the end had surely come. They had tried it once too often and now they must pay. “Do you live here.'” the policeman asked. “No—. No, we just work here,” Peterson stammered. “Does a Miss Helma Owen live here?” “Ye—Yes.” “Is she at home?” For the first time that morning it occurred to them if Miss Owen and her brother were in the house or not. “No, she isn’t,” interrupted Jim. “She said to come right in in the morning when we came to work as she wouldn’t be home when we got here.” The policeman scowled. “Well, I guess we’re too late. “They must have heard something and beaten it off. 1 think that we will make a search, though.” Peterson and Jim inwardly groaned. Now they were in for it. If Miss Owen and her brother were in the house the police would hold them for lying to the officers. As the policemen went upstairs the two slipped out the back door, but as they passed the garage they noticed that the door was open and the car was gone. Now they saw everything. What fools they had been. Miss Owen and her brother had put the ether in the library from the inside, which was no task, and opened the safe, removed their money, and by the time they were awake were miles away with twenty-five thousand to boot. Slowly they returned to the house. “You see this woman and her husband are a pair of crooks,” explained the officer when they entered, of some nature, at least. They have been sending telegrams all over the country to some ‘John Smith asking him to come to Omaha and marry some woman and gel $500,000. The telegraph company thought it rather strange that about ten telegrams like that were being sent to about twenty different cities throughout the country, so they notified us. If you see anything of them, be sure and let us know.” W ith that the two officers left. Jim and Peterson stood with their mouths open for some time until finally Jim spoke: “Barnum was right: ‘There’s a fool born every minute.’ ” NELSON SPINKS, ’25. 48 M A D R O 5: O The Commissioners Lemuel Borden .... Athletics James Mansfield ..... Literary Robert Cecil................................Finance Carleton Dawson .... Bettemtent Jack Shoup . . Public Welfare and Safety Margaret Owen .... Qirls’ Advities Clarence Schmid . . . Entertainment M ADROSO 49 mm «.PYLE Dramatics During tlie past year there lias been very little dramatic work at Paly Hi. This, however, was nut due to any lack in willingness on the part of the Thespian Club or the student body, but because of the fact that the school auditorium was still under construction. Dramatics had become one of the important school ac- tivities, but the dearth this year will be more than compensated by the com- plete and wondrous new stage equipment that has been installed. Great appreciation is due to the Board of Trustees for a new cvclorama of taupe velour curtains, which far outshines in convenience and beauty the humble burlap of the past. Heretofore the Thespian Club has had a very small place for its properties; now it has a property room above the stage. The switch- board has been enlarged and elaborated, until, with the old floods and dimmers, the electrical equipment is quite up-to-date. Miss McKee’s theatre workshop class contributed some striking new scenery. Two or three days were sjK nt in cleaning up the dock and an inventory was made of all the stage prop- erties, so everything is ready for systematic and enthusiastic dramatics for those who follow. Furthermore, with a fine, completed auditorium, it will be easier to present plays and the audiences are bound to enjoy them more. This year’s Thespian Club hoped and expected to outdo the previous years’ in its activities. A series of one-act plays to be given in the afternoons, a program of three one-act plays on an evening, a Christmas play free for the school, and a three-act play were the goal. It was with reluctance that the club, with the effi- cient and faithful directing of its faculty advisor. Miss I'reston, the energetic leadership of its officers, and the eager cooperation of the members, was able to present only two one-act plays. 50 M ADRO N O The Pot Boilers The first of these was a farce by Alice Gcrstcnburg. This was a humorous reproduction of a melodramatic dress rehearsal. The characters were: Thomas Pinikles Sud. the author........................... Jack Shoup Harold Wouldby, the novice...............................Robert Cecil Mr. ivory, the father.................................James Mansfield Mr. Ruler, the hero......................................Albert Barker Miss Ivory, the heroine.................................Frances Snow Mrs. Pencil, the vampire.................................Helena Duryea Mr. Inkwell, the villain................................Stanley Mieth Neighbors The second play was “Neighbors ' by Zona Gale. This was a play of rather a different type, being a story of country life. I he cast was: Grandma............. Mis’ Diantha Abel.... Ezra Williams........ Peter............... Inez................ Mis’ Elmira Moran ... Mis’ Trot .......... Mis' Caleth Ellsworth ..........Louise Shoup Annie Belle Whitteinore ...........Charles West ...........Sidney Gray .....Mary Ona Proctor .........Orcena Dawson ........Georgene Griffin ............Mary Hulmc It was hoped that the auditorium would be done in time for a three-act play. This was so much expected that the melodrama, “Seven Keys to Baldpate ’ by George M. Cohan, was chosen and the cast picked before the production unwil- lingly had to be given up. The cast was: Elijah Quimby ........ Mrs. Quimby......a.... William Hallowed Magee John Bland............ Mary Norton........... Mrs. Rhodes........... Peters ............... Myra Thornhill ....... LbU Max Jim Cargan............ Thomas Hayden ........ Jiggs Kennedy ........ The owner of Baldpate . ........Robert Cecil ..... Helena Duryea ......1 lenry I .awshc ......Francis Sheid .........Lida Rittler ..... Pauline Stuart William Buckwalter .... Edwina Ewing ...... Harry Keifer ........ Jack Shoup ... James Mansfield ...... Charles West ... Willard Neuman IS oxoh a vn 52 M ADR O S O The club exerted its efforts toward the success of the three-act plays pre- sented at the Carnival. The first, “The Permanent W ave,” by Jack Shoup, was a clever play showing the amusing experiences of a young radio fan. The second was “My Dear,” in which a complicated tangle ensued from the restricted and seemingly innocent expression, my dear. The third play, “The Human Ford,” was a comical production of an attempt to go riding in an obstinate and very queer flivver. The customary presentation of a play written by Mr. Nichols, for which any student having a ”2” average might try out, was not planned for this year be- cause of the unfinished condition of the auditorium. It was hoped that the Girls’ (dee Club of last year had set a standard for giving an annual operetta. This, too. had to be abandoned on account of the condition of the auditorium. Adam and Eva “Adam and Eva.” a comedy by Middleton and Bolton, was chosen for the senior play. It is sure to be a success with the line cast and the able coaching of Miss Preston. The cast: Mr. King, a wealthy business man........................Sam Simmons Eva King, his younger daughter .......................... Lida Rittler Julie DeVVitt, his older daughter.............. nniebelle Whittemore Clinton DeVVitt, her ne’er-do-well husband...................Bob Cecil Corinthia, the maid........................................Leslie Hill Aunt Abby.......................................................Grace Adams Adam Smith, the hero............................................ Jack Shoup Lord Andrew, Eva’s jolly suitor...................... Francis Morgan Dr. Dclameter, another suitor......................... Foster Detrick Uncle Pigrim, a perfect barnacle....................Richard Harcourt M A D R O 5J O 53 54 M A D R O ft O The Campanile 1923-1924 has seen tlie Campanile pass thru a most successful year. The paper has increased in size to a five column sheet, without any financial difficul- ties. Kvery two weeks a newsy and entertaining’ paper has been issued under the auspices of our Editor-in-chief, James Mansfield. Five special issues have been edited—the Girls Issue, the Boys' Issue, the Senior Issue, Alumni Issue, and the Literary Issue. A great deal of credit is due to Miss Meyers, the faculty advisor. Indeed, without her, The Campanile would lose one of its most faithful sup- porters. The six years that Paly Hi has had a school paper have proved the value and necessity of such a publication. In 1919 a number of the students forwarded a movement tor a school paper instead of a quarterly publication. They succeeded in their cause, and the first volumne of The Campanile was started. Dorothy Xichols, 19, was elected Editor-in-chief. She guided the paper successfully through its trial year, and The Campanile became an established fact. The next year, under Caroline Fierce, an increase in size was attempted, but was found impossible financially. The 1920 editions of The Campanile were interesting and well written. In 1921 The Campanile was edited by Davie Cobb, who upheld the standards of the previous years, and fixed new goals for those to follow. Under Harriet Oliver in 1922, a compact and highly literary volume was put out. It was during this year that the precedent of publishing special issues was estab- lished. Last year, under Mary Denny, The Campanile finished its fifth year of successful existence. In this year. 1924. the paper has increased both in quality and in quantity. The five column sheet has been a complete success. In James Mansfield wc have had an efficient and able editor, who. with the cooperation of his staff, has edited a paper which has proved a credit to Laly Hi. The Campanile now belongs to the California Interscholastic Press Association. This is a new organization forwarded by and under the auspices of the Stanford chapter of Sigma Delta Chi. The representatives of the convention consist of the editors and managers of high school newspapers and annual publications. James Mansfield, Stanley Mieth, Nathaniel Morgan, and Jack Slump, and the faculty advisers. Miss Myers and Miss Huntington, attended as delegates for our high school. A new feature of the Campanile started this year was the short story contest which was won by Robert Sears of the class of 24. It is to be hoped that the future volumes of the Campanile will be fully as successful as Volume 6 of 1923-1924. M A I) R O 5J O 55 THE CAMPANILE STAFF 56 M A D R O X O The Block UP” Society The Block “P Society holds a unique position in the school as it is the only honor society in existence. While not a great deal is heard of the organization, it is. nevertheless, composed of the select athletic faction in the school. The year '23- 24 started off with a bang, with the election of its officers. Those elected were Philip Thompson, president: Best and Andrews, vice-president, ’2,3 and ’24. re- spectively; and Nelson Smith, secretary-treasurer; with Coach Howard Ray as faculty advisor. The first ini]x rtant event of the season was the initiation of new members. The following were initiated into the club on January third: I awshe, Stromquist, Andrews, Williams, Mills, Reed, Osmonson, Hughes, and Schmid. The cere- mony was quite extensive and will probably be remembered long because of the impression made on the minds and various parts of the anatomy of the ones initiated. The candidates were put through the royal paddle to start with and then several other astonishing things which no one outside the club will ever know. The program was completed by a bath which was administered in the new, but not too clean, swimming pool. After the new members had changed their clothes, refreshments were served in great quantities to the entire Society- Training rules were entirely forgotten on this occasion and it has since been said bv everyone that he enjoyed a fine time. The other social event that the Block “P” Club was responsible for was the exceedingly fine dance that was given in the Woman’s Clubhouse. It was perhaps one of the oustanding social events of the season, for all of Paly’s athletic stars and their admirers were attendants in full force. A good orchestra and such chaperones as Mr. and Mrs. Howard Ray, Mr. and Mrs. Stewart, Mr. Moody, and Mrs. Gottenburg, helped greatly in the success of this dance. But the principal thing that the Block “P” Society did this year, under the leadership of Phil Thompson, was the adoption of a constitution. The pur- pose of this guiding document was to create a spirit of honor among the athletes and to stop all cheating that is done in the school. We have not yet had time to judge the results of this bit of work on the part of the athletes, but we think that it will help to make Paly a finer school in the future. The following is a list of the block letter men of the school: Carlton Dawson, Henry Lawshe, Carsten Sonnichson, Sam Simmons, Kbcn Strom- quist, Lemuel Borden. Edwin Ames, Prank Hunter, Albert Moffitt, Donald McGregor, Philip Thompson. John Williams, George Kerrigan. Herbert Mills, Charles Reed. George Casey, Nelson Smith. Willis Osmonson. Clarence Schmid, and Spencer Pors. Other letter men who graduated in the mid-year class were: Clarence Dirks. Joseph Best. Ivan Crawford. Olin Hughes, Paul Baker, and John Thompson. M A D R O X O 57 Jolly-Up Good eats? Good music? Good time? Well, I should say so! The first Jollv-Up ever held was surely a great success. King Jazz, cooped up for three long months, once more held reign, September 29. as Paly Hi students again tripped the “light fantastic ‘tow' ” in the library. “Give 11s another soon, was the cry heard as the happy crowd left the “all too short dance. A huge spider web, dotted with victim flies, greeted the dancers as they entered the library, October 20. On looking closer, one could see a giant spider with green and red eyes, devouring many of Paly’s football victims. The novel decorations and one of the peppiest orchestras showed that the football men were not delinquent in giving, once more, a good dance. Hurrah for the foot- ball men! Wishing to make their yearly event different from the annual Soph Party, this peppy class decided to have a picnic at Searsvillc Lake. The «afternoon was spent in playing games and almost drowning themselves by trying to row. How- ever, before going home, many of the students told some interesting ghost stories -the time being Hallowe’en season. The chaperones were Mr. and Mrs. Mclnnis and Miss Huntington. A regular indoor track meet was in progress when the Low Frosh gave their first party. The class was divided into four different colleges, and pennants and yells gave the true atmosphere to the meet. All types and kinds of games be- Football Dance Hi Soph Picnic 58 MADRONO tween the colleges gave true excitement to the class. The chaperones were Mr. Mercer. Mrs. McCully and Mr. Shippy. Wishing to show tlie hoys that they could do without them, the girls got together and gave a very clever Jinks. “Topsy and Eva,’’ portrayed by Polly Smith and Mary Greenwood, was the hit of the evening. Other clever stunts were. “The Kleptomaniac.” the “Paly Peppcttcs,” and “The Doll Shop.” The affair was extraordinarily successful and the girls hope to make it an annual event. Much of the credit is due to Peg Owen, our trusty commissioner of Girls' Activities. On the eve of December 8, the Juniors held their first real dance in Paly's own library. Clever decorations, a snappy orchestra, and a good crowd made the dance a huge success. Juniors, we congratulate you! The library was bewitchingly changed December 15 into the Sahara Desert, when the Seniors gave their dance. From a Sheik’s tent, in one corner, beauti- ful. fantastic music charmed the dancers into mystic motion. At the farther end of the hall the oriental god Buddha held sway. Was it a good dance? “PH say so,” cried all as they left, with sighs, one of the best dances of the year. The annual Block “P” Dance came off with a whizzbang! The Block Letter men again proved to the world that they were accomplished in more than one thing. The library was gaylv decorated in the trusty red and green. Snappy music and “rare” programs proved to us that our men were not asleep on the job. Hail to thee, Block Letter men! May everything you do prove as success- ful as your dance on January 12. “Oh Wind, if Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? In spite of the fact that they were leaving dear old Pali Hi in the darkness of winter, the gradu- ating class of 23 managed to hide their tears and give a jolly good dance. A Low Junior Dance Low and High Senior Dance Dance Hi Senior Dance MADRO O 59 wonderful orchestra and delightful programs were features of the dance that will not soon he forgotten. Low Sophomore Party St. Valentine visited the Sophomores when they gave their party February 16 in the library. Attractive decorations of hearts and valentines gave the spirit of festivity. The first part of the evening was spent in playing games and the last part in dancing. The chaperones were .Miss Myers, Miss Uppman, Miss Nelson and Mr. and Mrs. Ray. Jolly-Up Spurred onward by the success of and good time had at the preceding Jolly- Up, students of this venerable old school. Paly Hi, came March 7, positively overflowing with enthusiasm and pep. Despite the fact that a “no queening” warning had been given out, the library was filled to overflowing. “Chalk Talk,” by Frank Bowers, was the feature of the evening; however, many students agreed that the eats were just as good a feature. “Oh, how I hate to go home,” was the cry heard when the clock chimed out 11 :30. Girls’ Glee Club Dance One would think he had been transplanted into old Japan, if he had wakened up from a sleep in the Paly Hi library, April 27, when the Girls’ Glee Club launched out on its first attempt at a dance. Gay Japanese lanterns covered the lights, and the whole room was absolutely diffused with blossoms and flowers of all kinds. The programs were of variegated colors, and the orchestra—well, words cannot describe it. Truly, girls, it was one of the “best” dances of the season. Junior-Senior Dance It was a gala night, May 31, when the Juniors gave the graduating Seniors their farewell dance. The Juniors showed their love for the Seniors by gavly decorating the new gym and providing an orchestra that made one dance whether he wanted to or not. The swimming pool court was lighted with gay colored lanterns, giving an air of festivity to the occasion. Thank you, Juniors, we shall 60 M A D R O ft O never forget what a good time we had. Here’s hoping you get treated next year as well as you treated us this year. Again, thank you. Senior Dance The new gymnasium was magically changed into a beautiful ball-room. June 19. when the High Seniors gave their commencement dance. A lowered ceiling of pastel colored-paper, difTusions of flowers, and greens certainly transformed the room into a garden of paradise. Clever programs in the form of a scroll was the feature of the dance; the music was all one could wish for. All in all, the Seniors “did it up brown.” The affair was such a one that it will never be forgotten by any of the graduating class. M A D R O X o 61 Sept. 17—School Starts. Ding-Dong-Dong!!! Sept. 22—Football Game with Salinas. Outcome, 6 to 0 Paly’s favor. An- drews makes the “one and only.” Sept. 29—Jolly-Up. “Queeners, beware!?!!!?” Oct. 18—First Thespian Play—“The Pot Boilers.” “15c, please!!” Oct. 20—Football Dance—“The Spider and the Fly.” Nov. 9—Girl’s Jinx—“Paly Pepettes.” Nov. 10—Paly-San Mateo Game—27 to 21, their favor. Try again! Nov. 15—Rally and Bonfire—San Jose’s Funeral Pyre. Nov. 17—Big Game—Palo Alto 7, San Jose 6. “Six, Paly High Football Team!!!” Nov. 21—The Thespian Club presents “Neighbors.” Nov. 23—Paly 14, San Mateo 14. “That’s holding ’em, Paly!!” Thanks- giving vacation. Nov. 27—Lick 31, Paly 0. “The C. I. F. takes wings.” Dee. 7—Football banquet. Dec. 8—The Juniors’ hop in the Library. Dec .15—Senior Dance—“The Shiek’s Tent.” Jan. 12—Block “P Dance. Everybody happy? Jan. 30—Senior Day. “We’re out because we’re out!!!” Jan. 31—Graduation—Senior Dance. Farewell, O Paly Hi! Feb. 7—Hello Day. “What’s your number?” Mar. 7—Jolly-Up. “Let’s go, Gang!!” Mar. 14.—Kodak Day. “Now look pleasant, please.” Mar. 20—Tag Day for new trays. Apr. 10—Dedication of the new swimming pool. Apr. 12—Glee Club Dance in the Library—“Springtime.” 62 M ADROSO Apr. 17—Mother’s Tea in the Library. Apr. 27 l A. L. Meet. “Let's have a little support.” May 2-.3—Claremont Tennis Tournament. May 3—X. C S. Meet. May 9—Carnival. “Extra Paper!! Students of Paly Hi stage riot scene!!! May 31—Junior-Senior—Christening the new Gym. June 14—Senior Play—“Adam and Eva.” June 18—Senior picnic—“Wce-e-e-c-c-c-c-c-c!” June 19—Senior Day. Freshman, disgustedly, “These seniors conduct themselves like tvvo-vear-olds.” June 20—Graduation—“Farewell, O Paly Hi!” June 21—Senior Dance— The last fling. MADROSO 63 The Carnival Paly's 1924 Carnival was one grand success. From two o’clock till mid- night the various concessions were thronged with a jolly, carefree crowd of rela- tives and friends, all anxious to see their particular darling perform. There were twenty-five concessions all well trained by the dramatists and circus performers of this age. No one can doubt from the favorable criticisms of the audiences that the “Mayfield Follies” were the queens of the field. Who would have guessed that our student body was run by such cute, demure, and submissive old maids. “Four Quarts,” performed by Helena Duryea and the Glee Girls, was cer- tainly a gala stunt. The whole show was quite cosmopolitan; old-fashioned girls, negroes, hulas and jazz girls were so charming. Well, were you there when “Tia Juana’s” celebrated race horse, Sparky, was struck with the hoof disease? it was all poor Sunshine could do to stuff Sparky’s feet with excelsior. Sparky just rared and tared after winning the two and a half pound Hamburg Steak. A “Bug House” was something new in the way of Dr. Jungcrman’s biology specimens. It was the first one ever brought on the school grounds, so everyone was interested. The Girl’s League “S. O. S.” was a guessing game sure enough. Their skit was pretty and fantastical; showing everyone that the girls were alive, as they always have been in supporting the school activities. The other side-shows of common interest were: “Buried Alive,” “Scandal- ous Past,” “Meet Defeat,” “Permanent Wave,” “Penny Arcade,” “Greased Light- ning,” “Junior Circus,” “My Dear,” and the “Fortune Teller.” Along the halls were candy, hot dog and ice cream booths. In the library, dancing held sway at a nickle a crawl. At six supper was served at gay little tables arranged around the swimming pool. Next, in our new gymnasium, a delightful program arranged by Miss Stev- enson, Miss Hartley, and Coach Ray, was staged. The program included tumbling, pyramid work, formal gymnastics, and a fantastic dance pageant, “The Triumph of Spring,” in which the four seasons were represented, vieing for su- premacy in the eyes of the Sun Prince. After the show the pavilion was cleared and a school dance concluded the day’s events. � • 64 M A D ROSO Music This year, clue to the completion of the new gym, the musicians of the school have had a temporary practicing room just off the stage. For a time the orches- tra met in the machine shop, hut it had to move back to the Green room (called “Green” because ft’s tinted yellow!) due to the disturbing of the classes in near- by wings. Individuals have received special attention throughout the year, and players of instruments at all stages of skill have benefited a great deal by this system. As beginners gradually grew capable of it. they were promoted to the orchestra or band. This orchestra was started by Mr. Montani, and the plan is being con- tinued by Mr. Funk. The hours for practice come during school time, twice each week. Mr. Funk has also organized a Boys’ Glee Club, which will probably be similar to the Girls Club. In fact, there is a possibility that the two may com- bine. The Girls’ Glee Club has practised once a week, and was planning to put on an operetta as was done last year, but owing to the uncertainty of the date of the completion of the auditorium, this idea had to be abandoned. All in all, the musical courses have broadened out rapidly this year, and great things are expected of the band and individual soloists in 1925. 82 M A I) K O 5: O “lie looks like a musical sort of fish.” “Yes, lie’s a piano tuna.” Bob Sears: My alarm clock went off this morning at 8:30. Chesley F.: lias it come back yet? Cannibal Prince (rushing in): Am I late for dinner? Cannibal King: Yep. every body’s eaten. “Don’t that mule ever kick you?” “No, suh, he ain’t yet. but he frequently kicks de place where Ah re- cently was.” Stranger: Oh! where did you get those pretty, big brown eyes? Emily S.: They came with my face. Pat: Wat was the card Oi dealt ye. Mike? Mike: A spade. Pat: Oi knew, Oi saw ye spit on yer hands before ye picked it up. Doris Ethcn (to freshman): Did you ever take chloroform? Freshman: No. Who teaches it? Miss Preston (in English) : Is your mind on the subject? Dickson Hartwell (startled): Uh. er. I left it in my locker. M A I) K O X O 83 Ikey: Abie, what for you go up the stair two at vunce? Abie: To safe my shoes, fadder. Ikey: All right, my son, but look out and don’t split your pants. “Hey! Help me rustle some trunks off the stage, will you?” “G’wan ! You can’t rustle trunks. It’s leaves that rustle.” “Well, these trunks are leaving.” “You had better get a hair cut.” “How so?” “Well, it's cheaper than buying a violin.” Jerry: What a terrible gash you have on your forehead!” Phil: Next to nothing, next to nothing. Mother: Sonny, what do you mean by feeding the baby yeast? Sonny: She swallowed my nickel and I’m trying to raise the dough. Englishman: What are you making with that mud? Little boy: A Dutchman, why? Englishman: Why don’t you make an Englishman? L. IL: ’Cause, the mud ain't thick enough. F. Hopper: What kind of hen lays a corner stone? G. Whitney: Why. that’s easy; a Plymouth Rock. She: The man I marry must be scpiare. upright and grand. He: You don't want a man, you want a piano. Circus Teamster: Whoa. Tobacco! Lady: Why do you call your horse “Tobacco”? Circus Teamster: Because lie’s a plug. “Her teeth arc like the stars in the heavens.” “Why?” “Because they come out every night.” 84 M A D R O S O Father: My boy. what do you expect to be when you finish school? Son: An old man. father. “The Sulphide Blues.“ Of course the words aren't much, but oh, the air! Mrs.: John, 1 think I'll henna my hair. Mr.: Huh! I think you’re henna ’nough now! Marion S.: Say. tell me why boys wear large watches and girls small ones. Toad: Why. that’s because boys like to have a big time. Sand Dunes Sand—mountains of it, vast seas of sand, ever shifting, ever changing; mys- terious, fascinating sand—now burying, now uncovering; revealing, concealing, ruled by the wind, tossed by the waves, a mighty power dominated by mightier ones. Overnight mountains are made; valleys arc formed; and overnight they vanish. On the leeward side of a sand dune grows stiff salt grass in sharp con- trast to the soft, changing sand. The sand covers it and again you look—it is gone and in another formerly barren place, harsh, blighted grass straightens itself before the wind. Thus the sand dunes shift on through eternity—silently, invisible, controlled by wind and wave. -MARIAN GIT.KEY, ’26. M A D R O ft O 85 NE OF the great and strange wonders of a student’s life is that he is constantly DOUB- LINQ HIMSELF. He is constantly adding facts and principles to his store of knowledge, he is mul- tiplying his friendships, he is laying the cornerstone of his career. His world grows greater every day and he grows with it. One of the strongest indications pointing to the future success of any boy or girl is the ability to save money. The Anglo-California Trust Company de- sires especially to encourage thrift among students and young people. A Savings Account with this bank will be a permanent asset to you. Anglo-CaliforniaTrust Ca COMMERCIAL Mjtkrt-McAllisifi kJones sticcts 101 Mjfkrt SAVINGS TRUST BOND SAFE DEPOSIT City Wide BankZ Market £ Sansonu Streets San Francisco DEPARTMENTS Mission lG’- Fillmorr fc Geary Third fc lo H 86 m A n roj:o The Class of ’24 AS YOU, the members of the Class of ’24, thumb the pages of this Madrono in later years you will recall the good times you had at Paly Hi. Some of you fellows will recognize the suit worn by the gent at the left as being similar to a Wideman suit bought in ’24, a smartly styled Eng-- lish model that gave longer than the usual wear. Wideman Son —house oj Kuppenheimer Qood Clothes. Dawson: I want to buy some writing paper, please. Clerk: Linen sheets? Dawson: Sir? T said writing paper. First Tourist (on top of Eiffel Tower) : You surely do get any eye full from here. Second Tourist: Sure, that’s why they call it Eiffel Tower. “Never put off ’till tomorrow that which you should have done the day before yesterday. STANFORD HARDWARE CO. Hardware - Household Qoods Fuller}s Paints and Varnishes 352 UNIVERSITY AVENUE, Phone 1668 PALO ALTO, CALIFORNIA M A D R O 5? O 87 The Home of Thoughtful MENDENHALL CO. Printing University at Bryant PALO ALTO SLONAKER’S PRINTING gT DRY GOODS “ FANCY GOODS NOTIONS and HOUSE LADIES’ AND MISSES’ CLIFTON S. SLONAKER READY-TO-WEAR THE POPULAR PRICE 225 Hamilton Avenue PALO ALTO Postoffice Building CALIFORNIA STORE Where’s the school a-goin And what’s it goin’ to do, And how’s it going’ to do it When the Seniors all get through? ? ? ?: I’d like to see something cheap in a felt hat. Salesman: Try this on; the mirror is at your left. Miss Meyers: I will have to give you a zero this semester. Fremont Z.: Well, that's nothing in my young life. THE RUSSELL CAFETERIA Wholesome food of sufficient variety. Quick service in pleasant surroundings. Waiter service for dinner parties and luncheons in private banquet room. Delicious cakes and pics baked to yout ottlet to take home. 30l University Aw. Phone 416 Los Altos Meat Market FRK N0r ,IDTAYMsEATS Los Altos, California Kirby Merkel, Props. 88 M A D k O X O M A I) R O 5J O 89 JOHN DUDFIELD JOS. A. JURY Pres. . Manager Secretary DUDFIELD LUMBER COMPANY PALO ALTO Everything in the Building Line The Largest and Most Complete Building Supply House on the Peninsula. Main Office and Yard: Cor. Alma and Forest Phone 21 Planing Mill Office: Cor. High and Channing Phone 225 Freshman (eating his lunch): Say. did you spot my new tie? Senior: I should say not! You did it yourself. ’Struth Miss Preston: Name the three periods in English Literature. Lem B.: The first, second, and third. 'Phis End of the Wire: Say, may I see you tonight, Eleanor? That End of the Same: Just a minute. I’ll ask Nellie when lie’s going home. Books ' Stationery - School Supplies ?? SEQUOIA BOOK SHOP 525 EMERSON STREET 90 M A D R O S O Shattuck Studio 175 University Avenue Palo Alto, Calif. Phone 77 W M A D R O X O 91 “Where There’s a Will There’s a Way” THIS IS an old and a very true saving, and in noth- ing does it apply with more force than in the matter or saving money. '3? Everyone should save some part of his earnings, as it is not what one earns but what he saves that gives him wealth. Place a portion of your earnings in a savings account with The Stanford Bank [Commcrcijl and Savinitsl Palo Alto Mayfield For Four Years a good many of you members of the Class of ’24 have been our friends. Con- gratulations! We hope to see you for years more University Pharmacy Near the Circle Palo Alto Francis ?: I kiss the stamps on your letters because I know your lips have touched them. She: Oh. Francis. I always wet my stamps on Fido’s nose. Margaret Owen: What can I do to avoid falling hair? Clarence S.: Jump out of the way. He: Did the butcher have pig’s feet? Another he: I couldn’t tell, he had his shoes on. Mr. Mclnnis was so absent-minded the other night, that when he heard himself knocking the ashes out of his pipe, he called out. “Come in. Dick Lucy: I’m just a little stiff from golfing. Wotherguy: Where did you say you were from? THE PACKARD SHOE Correct styles that em- phasize fine quality and Master Workmanship. The Stanford Bootery University at Ramona Palo Alto 92 M A U ROSO FOR THE SUMMER CAMP Make that trip a real joy with the right equipment—and when it comes to Camp Equipment and Sporting Goods you will find we are headquarters. Camp Stoves Camp Stools and Chairs Canteens, Water Bags Folding Cots Auto Tents Flashlights Knapsacks Fishing Tackle Auto Accessories Lunch Kits Take along a “Zenith” Radio PALO ALTO HARDWARE CO. The WINCHESTER Store Prof.: 'Fell me of the Turkish atrocities. Student: Don’t know, sir. I never smoked ’em. Young Braggcr: My grandfather built the Rocky Mountains. Hjjrjrer ditto: Aw. that’s nothing. Do you know the Dead Sea? Well, my grandfather killed it. Teacher: Now. Kenneth, can you sec why the Pope didn’t want Otto to get a foothold in Italy? Kenneth: No. Ma’in, I can’t see good today. THE SEALE ACADEMY | Military | Summer Session June 18—An opportunity to make up weak credits or to take advanced work. Fall term September 11. Grammar and High School Courses. Study in the morning. Recitations and games in the afternoon in the Academy Park and playgrounds. The School refers you to Walter H. Nichols for further information. Catalogues. Address: Grenville C. Emery Palo Alto, Calif. M A I) R O 55 O 93 Coal and Grain Poultry Supplies Tree Sprays, Etc. HORABIN’S 526 Bryant Street Phone P. A. 59 He slipped his arm around her waist, The color left her cheek, But on the shoulder of his coat It stayed about a week. Teacher: How dare you swear before me? Pupil: Well, how did 1 know you wanted to swear first? Pat: Where did you get that black eye? Mike: I told the conductor 1 was traveling on my face, and he punched the ticket. Allan Lucy: That is a fast looking car you have there, what is the most you ever got out of it? Richard Kelly: Oh, about five times in one mile. COLLEGE CUT CLOTHES CHRISTY- RHODPs PH NOBBY NECKWEAR, FANCY HOSIERY phone TRY THE DRUG S T O RE FIRST Let Our Experts Develop Your Films They know how—and they have the very best of materials and equipment to help them in their work. 1 Twelve Hour Kodak Service WEINGARTNER CO. THE REXALL STORE 94 M A D R O S O Better ( Drugs ( Pictures Kenyon . Crow “The Store with the Smile” UNIVERSITY AVENUE Between Bryant and Waverley “I was over to see my girl the other night, when someone threw a brick through the window, and hit the poor girl in the side.” “Did it hurt her?” “No, but it broke three of my fingers.” Not at Paly Hi Mr. Mercer: Why is it your algebra grade is so low? Richard Martin: Well, you see, the fellow next to me was absent quite a lot last month. Teacher: Did Rowena accept De Bracv at first? Martha Judson: No. she didn’t at first, but he thought she would if he pressed his suit. Leslie Mill: Do you know anything about the Mayflower Compact? Elsie Landels: No, I always use Cotv’s. STANFORD MEAT CO. PHONE 66 266 UNIVERSITY AVE. PALO ALTO Where Quality and Service Meet MADK O O 95 Edward Pay son Heald —founder of Heald's Busi- ness Coilegs—uiho, for more than sixty years, has been moulding t ie characters and business destinies of thous- ands of the young men and women of the West. High School Students can choose splendid futures VOU arc now face to face with the time in your life when you 1 must decide whether you will go on to bigger things or settle down in the mediocre stations of life. To accomplish these bigger things with your ability you should come where big things are being done—prepare yourself—then work diligently—and your success is assured. Every business day of the year from one to ten trained young men and wo- men- who a short time ago stood where you now stand—are sent from Heald’s to accept well-paid positions in the best offices in San Francisco—the commer- cial and financial center of the West. Heald’s maintains a list of homes near the college where students from out of the city enjoy the comfort and protection of their own homes. If students wish, and will let us know, we will meet the train or boat and make all arrangements for them. The splendid success of every High School student entering Heald’s means that you, too, can count definitely bn your own big success. Write to A. L. Lesseman, General Manager of Heald’s for a copy of the Heald booklet, “BUSINESS.” Determine now the date you will start! HFAI DS business college Van Ness at Post San Francisco Oakland Sacramento San Jose % M A I) ROSO IF WE LIVED IN GLASS HOUSES Who of us hut would expend more thought on the interior of the home? Habit often {n-events true appraisal of the home settings. But when guests step inside, then indeed are our houses made of glass! Phone 12 PALO ALTO FURNITURE CO. Palo Alto Sonny: You aren't very strong are you. Pop? Pop: What makes you think so: Sonny: Why. every morning you try to cut the same strop with your razor, and this morning I cut it in half the first try. At the Zoo She: O, what’s the matter with that ape? The poor thing! He: He sprained his arm. She: Oh, I see; a monkey wrench. Ice Cream - Ices - Frozen Puddings - Creamery Produces PENINSULA CREAMERY Opposite Postoffice Phone 663 M A I) R () N' O 97 Qraduation Suggests jewelry —and why shouldn’t it? It will long be remembered by the Student, for it rewards him for the untiring effort he has spent in gaining knowledge. Jewelers Experience Here you get the knowl- edge of jewelry gained only after many years of careful study and observation. Let us help you select your gift this year. Cochran Jeweler 509 Emerson, next to Bunk of Palo Alto STUART THE PRINTER 545 Emerson St. Commercial and Society Printing “The Best” is our motto and costs no more than other kinds. Try us. Twenty'One years of satis factory service in Palo Alto and vicinity. PHONE 535-R Diogenes (meeting Paly Hi freshman): Well, Jack, whaddya know? P. II. F.: Oli, nothing much! And Diogenes blew out his lantern and went home to bed. Dr.: I don't like your heart action. You’ve had some trouble with an- gina pectoris. Hector Dixon: You’re partly right, but that ain’t her name. Dan Holey: They say a cat has nine lives. Harry Keifer: That’s nothing, a frog croaks every night. FRIEDLANDER NAUMAN The home of HART SCHAFFNER MARX Qood Clothes 309 University Avenue Palo Alto, California 98 M A DROSO a Hasten Slowly” AN ANCIENT MOTTO and a very good one to think about when buying shoes. 'i- First, chink of QUALITY—the Reputation be- hind them—that’s an asset. 8 'i? 'Jtf 1? Low Price and corresponding Quality means very often short-lived wear, and proves to be a liability. %' «.’ H 'V It? V V ?? % One brings you back, the other “sets you back.” Our REPUTATION is founded on HONEST QUALITY of our FOOTWEAR. H T? 1? « That’s why our Business grows. Think it over. N 174 University Av. Palo Alto, Calif He’s a poet, His feet show it; They’re Longfel 1 ows. Judge: Is it true that you punched your husband? Amazon: Why shouldn't 1? Ain’t he my meal ticket. “Have a cigar. Tom?” “Xo, thanks, I’ve quit.” “Well, tell us about her. the HOMEWARE store A. C. CRANDALL 519 Emerson Street Pah Alto, California F. K. HAMSON PALO ALTO DAIRY COMPANY l:'s Pasteurized Grade A Pasteurized Milk Cream : Butter : Ice Cream : Eggs : Buttermilk 314 UNIVERSITY AVE. Phone P. A. 219 PALO ALTO, CALIF. M A I) K O X () 99 Typography of the MADRONO and most other high class sped- mens of the printing art done in Palo Alto are products of the skilled craftsmen of the Times Print Shop E. L. Warner, Prop. 220 Hamilton Ave. Phone 1931 COURTESY QUALITY SERVICE “How do freshmen resemble real estate?” “They are a vacant lot.” Census laker (to middle-aged spinster): And what is your age. madam ? Spinster (coyly): I’ve seen just 25 summers. Census Taker: How long have you been blind? Bill Nute: I see you’re trying out for the Thespian Club. Had any ex- perience? Lawshe: Sure—had my leg in a cast once. LOS ALTOS STAR. Dedicated to the upbuilding of the Northern Santa Clara Valley Lauridscn Bros., Proprietors OAK MARKET Wholesale and Retail Meats, Fish and Poultry 380 University Avc. PALO ALTO, CALIF. Telephone 1801 100 M A D R () S O Although you may not find it in the book of synonyms, DODSON'S and MUSIC mean the same thing. Francis M.: Your eyes are like a certain star. She—Which star? Francis M.: Ben Turpin. Another Question of the Hour: Why do girls get their hair shingled when tar paper and nails are so much cheaper. Some girls arc certainly ex- travagant. “A kiss is the language of love.” “Well. Stupid, say something.” Paly U. H. S. Students: We thank you for your business given us. CONGDON CROME The Leading Stationers fPALO ALTO, CALIF. Young Drug Co. Dependable Druggists 351 University Ave. Phone 36 M A I) R O ft O 101 The Proverb says: “Let's go to Wil- son s.” The artlat didn’t know � y namr'a Co- Edna, And that explain this horrid old cigar; Blit I don’t amokc, I Ju«t eat Wllaon'a candy,—A nicer habit for a girl, by far. Wilaona, Dick H.: Did you say lie has music in his soul? Stanley M.: Yes, his shoes squeak. You Noah Lloyd Parsons: Have you heard the latest joke about the electric arc? DeForest Prichard: You've got it all wrong, old scout, electricity wasn’t invented in those days. rt Stewart: Old Brown won’t live long; he has one leg in the grate. Sid Grey: You mean one leg in the grave. A. S.: Xo; lie’s going to he cremated. Foster I).: Do you know anything about the language of flowers? Ward C.: Only this much: A five-dollar box of roses talks a heap louder to a girl than a fifty-cent hunch of carnations,. Palo Alto Flower and Seed Shop 556 Emerson Street Phone P. A. 2012 102 M A D R O S' O THE MINTON COMPANY The Dountouri Lumber Office The Most Complete Building Material Concern on the Peninsula 130 UNIVERSITY AVENUE PHONE 1705 Ethel F.: Don’t the football players ever wash their suits? Maurice B.: Certainly, you boob, what do you suppose the scrub team is for? An advertisement: Don’t kill your wife; let our washing machine do the dirty work. “What do you do when you’re kissed?” “I yell. “Ilu-uh! I’m still hoarse from last night.’’ FULLER CO. QROCER1ES PHONE 751 B. P. LAUSTEN For Your TA1LORINQ 109 Circle M A D ROSO 103 CONGRATULATIONS TO THE GRADUATES! ■I ERE ARE VALUABLE LESSONS LEARNED IN SCHOOL-BUTNOT ALL LESSONS ARE LEARNED THERE. SOMETIMES IT TAKES THE HARD PRACTICALITIES OF POST-GRADUATE DAYS TO LEARN THE IM- PORTANT LESSON OF THRIFT. BUT WHEN- EVER THE LESSON IS LEARNED, IT IS A VALU- ABLE AID THROUGH LIFE. IF YOU HAVEN’T STARTED A BANK OF PALO ALTO SAVINGS ACCOUNT AS YET, DO IT NOW' AND ADD THIS LESSON TO THOSE ALREADY LEARNED. THE RANK OF PALO ALTO 202 UNIVERSITY AVENUE ESTABLISHED 1892 ASSETS OVER J2.750.000 104 MADROSO The INDEPENDENT PRESSROOM specializes on the production of high grade Advertising Matter. Fine halftone printing whether in black and white or many colors. Folding, sealing, addressing and mailing. THE INDEPENDENT PRESSROOM COMPLETE SERVICE ON ALL DIRECT ADVERTISING THREE HUNDRED BROADWAY SAN FRANCISCO TIMES PRINT SHOP Palo Alto Representative Cecil: He’s a good track man. Shoup: Sprinter? Cecil: Xo, hobo. Rancher: I'll give you $5 a month and board. Applicant: Aw shucks! W hat do you think 1 am, a college graduate? Sam S.: Mother, do cats go to heaven? His Mother: Of course not. Sam S.: Well, where do the angels get their harp strings? L. H. BROWN, Contractor Phone 379 BROWN’S DRAW INC, INSTRUMENTS AND SUPPLIES 379 University Avenue Palo Alto, California ARTHUR WILSON, PRINTER [palo alto pressi Better Printing for Less Money Now Permanently Located 435 High St. Phone Palo Alto 137 Wilson Buildinu, University and High M A D R O 55 O 105 Service is more than a promise at Associated SERVICE stations.You get willing service from attendants the most economical service from Associated Gasoline and CYCOL motor oil ASSOCIATED OIL COMPANY EXECUTIVE OFFICES «- 79 NEW MONTGOMERY STREET SAN FRANCISCO 106 M A I) R O X O anqeline hats The High School Girl appreciates and demands the utmost in style and beauty. Her millinery simply must be exclusive. She knows that these things, com- bined with quality and moderate prices, can be had at The Angeline Shop One-of-a-Kind Models Opposite Postoffice Palo Alto, California “Little boy, can you tell me why we celebrate Washington's birthday? “Yes’m. 'Cause there ain’t no school. Don Doane: Suppose you were in my shoes—what would you do? Bob Swain: I'd shine them. BOWLING CONFECTIONS —at— 276 University Avenue BILLIARDS COOLING DRINKS UNITED CIGAR STORES COMPANY J. ETHEN Sl COMPANY, Agents It's healthy A STRICTLY clean, orderly place. A GENTLEMAN’S resort. It's healthy u Ixnil FINEST BOWLING ALLEYS IN THE STATE to boul M A D R O X O 107 First National Bank PALO ALTO, CALIFORNIA will offer as a special feature this fall, covers for your school books. We believe this will be a material saving of time and trouble in taking your books home to be covered. Call at the Bank when school opens and get your book covers. Teacher: How much time did you put on vour lessons last night? Student: Ten hours. Teacher: How come? Student: I put my books under my bed while I slept. HYDE’S BOOK STORE 370 University Avenue reed's Radio High St., just oft University MARQUEE BARBER SHOP “Qood Seivice” Across from Bank of Palo Alto Phone 1338-J Next to Stanford Theatre 112 M ADRO ft O ■