Sacramento High School - Review Yearbook (Sacramento, CA)

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REVIEW Tomorrow The little purple violet Blooming by the way, Lifts up its head in welcome To the coming day. Many high school pupils Sleeping away the hours, At the first ray of sunshine ,Neath the covers vainly cower. Moral: Don't sleep half your life away. Don't hide from tomorrow. Tomorrow is just today lived o'er With added joy and sorrow. FLORA LEE, '20. My Home Before me are the fields of green Above the skies of blue, And flowers the finest ever seen Show nie their beauty too. And yet you sigh so wearily Alone in the city wide, Oh how I wish that you could see The place where I abide. RUTH MASON, '21

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30 REVIEW Class Prophecy HE huge, dim theatre was but half filled when we entered and took our seats. It was one of the warmest days of the summer outside, but in there all was quiet and cool. The play had not commenced. Suddenly the conductor lifted his baton, and a peal of music came from the orchestra, while on the screen appeared these words: O Wad power the giftie gie us To see oursells as others see us! Down in one corner was a green wall with a huge red '20 painted on it. I sat up with a start! When had I seen a wall like that before? It seemed to awaken vague memories. Then I recalled that way back in 1920 the Seniors of Sacramento High School had painted their insignia on the scaling wall, when it was the fad for boys from the various classes to decorate the wall on dark nights. How long ago it seemed. I wondered what it had to do with the play, and turned my attention to the screen on which appeared the auditorium of old S. H. S. It was crowded with people and on the stage sat rows of young men and women, in their caps and gowns, each holding the much prized sheepskin. In the center of the platform, addressing the audience, stood Mr. Williams. The scene faded as we read this: Fifteen years ago, on January 30, 1920, the Senior class of the Sac- ramento High School received their diplomas and left their high school days behind them for the wider vistas of the world and success. A few years ago, Carl Wegner of the Wegner Film Corporation, while making a tour of the world, found himself in a position to secure pictures -of many of his former high school classmates. So, realizing that their many friends were curious to know how the world was treating them, he returned to America and completed the film. A throng of excited children stood watching a man hang large circus posters on a billboard. The first contained a picture of a stout, genial appearing gentleman with very curly hair. Across the top was printed: Barnes' Six Ring Circus-George Barnes, Manager. On another poster two beautiful girls were shown swinging from a trapezeg and it was announced that Mlle. Alice Claxton and Dorothy Leamon would electrify the audience with their mid-air stunts. The posters vanished and we saw again the crowd of children. This time the man with the brush turned and we recognized Ed Matteson-evidently Ed was still successful in his role of publicity man. Next the tents of the circus appeared and through the crowd of eager spectators we beheld Flora Lee, loudly proclaiming, so the sub- title read, the beauties of a three-headed boy, the only one in the world. From her appearance Flora was as loquacious as of old. Evidently quite a few of our class had found their vocation beneath the canvass, for in the following scene in the animal tent was Fred McConnell distributing hay to a score of dilapidated camels. Dan Druge was wandering about in the fantastic garb of a clown and seemed to be enjoying himself. In the last scene Alice and Dorothy were performing before an admiring aud- ience. The scene shifted abruptly to a handsomely furnished private office. There we saw a slender, gray-haired man-Bradford Simmons, president of the Big S. Corporation. The stout, light-haired gentleman by Simmons' desk seemed rather nervous as if asking a favor. And a sub-title told us that Paul Richardson, president of a small town bank,