Sacramento High School - Review Yearbook (Sacramento, CA)

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REVIEW 31 was attempting to borrow money to start business again after five years of bankruptcy. Just as Simmons was about to announce his decision the scene faded. Quite a few of our class we learned now, had entered the bonds of matrimony, and the next scene was one of the prettiest pictures of wedded bliss ever seen. It was in a garden before a small white cottage. A man and woman were strolling arm-in-arm about the paths, just at twilight. They were Lucille Knapp and Meredith Jones. Surely, fate plays some queer tricks. The next was not so pleasant. It was in a crowded court room in Reno. At the bench was Amy Culver, one of the most eminent women of the judiciary, listening carefully to a speech made by Marion Haines, prosecuting attorney. On the witness stand was Carlton Doyle, looking pale and careworn. We learned that he was being sued for divorce by his fourth wife. Then we were shown Honora Melvin, in the spotless white rooms of a beauty parlor having her hair dressed by Mlle. Crussell, the famous specialist. Outside in their luxurious limousine, sat Crawford Williamson waiting for her with all the virtuous patience of a hen-peck- ed husband. Earl Driver was also married but we caught only a glimpse of his dark-eyed wife. After this a series of entirely different scenes was shown. We saw Ned Kay and Nathan Forman staging a prize fight in one of the New York rings. Eleanor Clementz was on the Orpheum circuit in a reper- toire of song and dance. The great English School in Belgium, where future immigrants are Americanized was shown next, and there was Stella Craven and Janet Cunningham, busily instructing their classes. Fay Schoenbackler, the famous authoress, was shown lecturing before a cooking class on her book, The Only Correct Way in Which to Make Fudge. Ward Schworer was also on the Orpheum as an Indian club swinger. We read on the screen that Ward frankly stated that his practice as yell leader was what brought him his position. Stephen Kyle, once editor of the X-Ray, was working as a cub reporter on the San Francisco Examiner. Harry McKnight, the composer of the famous American opera, The Golden Gate, was shown seated at his piano. We then saw Walter Frates demonstrating the wonderful value of a new hair tonic. He always convinces his audience by stating that he has used the hair tonic for years. Some were far away from Sacramento. Earl Fontaine was a mis- sionary in the jungles of Africa, Howard Carr was ambassador to Chile, and James McConnell owned a sheep ranch in Australia. was shown as an art student in Paris. Her paintings had already won many commendations. Oh for a life on the ocean wave, were the words which next appeared on the screen. And then we saw, on the deck of a cruiser, a jolly old tar jazzing around with a scrub brush in one hand and a pail of water in the other. This was another surprise for we recognized Harold Betts. The next scene was rather elaborate. It showed the hall of the International Congress at Paris. The auditorium was crowded with thousands of men of all nations, and addressing them from the chair was a man who, it is said, began his political career as president of the Sacra- mento High School. One sentence of his speech was flashed across the screen, Gentle- men if the League of Nations canit put this thing through the United States will. We'll do it and do it bigli' No introduction was required. , i , i J

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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,

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32 REVIEW In the group of men before him were Frank Genshlea and Leslie Mc- Cracken, two of our nationts representatives. Bernice Hornstein appeared next as a Math teacher in the new Sac- ramento High School, not the old building we all knew so well. This scene explained Bernice's devotion to Math. during her school days. In the studio of Ruth Carper we caught a glimpse of Mabel Marchand, the famous actress, posing for some close ups. A scientist's labratory ap- peared and we saw Richard Wagner hard at Work. He was perfecting his thirteenth invention of unbreakable bubbles. The labratory van- ished and a scene in the woods took its place. Beside a small stream strolled two anglers, Henry Kleinsorge and Merril Hoffelt. Kleinsorge is renowned for being the only man who ever caught two fish on one hook. In the next scene we saw Dorothy Lindner entertaining a group of Women at her summer home. In spite of her many experiments Dorothy was still an independent bachelor girl. Among her guests were Geraldine Rainey, a prominent settlement worker in New York, and Margaret Benedict the famous poetess. In a school in the Philippines, Emma Fortado held the rod of authority over her class of unruly boys and girls. A skillful arm defly hung shoulders of meat on long rows of hooks in a butcher shop. The ruddy faced man engaged in this work was Charlie Wise. The shop faded into a. restaurant window where Merwin Williams stood demonstrating a new flap-jack flour. A crowd of children watched with bulging eyes while he tossed the cakes into the air and caught them again. One girl of our class who had won fame was Lorene Simmons, the famous American prima donna. Her wonderful voice has charmed peo- ple of all nations. We caught sight of her just as she was leaving for her annual European tour. We next beheld a desk piled high with papers. From out of their midst rose the bald head of Fred Smith editor of the London Punch. Since Fred became editor the Punch has had more kick in it than any magazine published. From London we swerved back to America in time to see a huge bridge in the process of construction. In a rude cabin beside it was a desk covered with plans. A construction engineer was bending over them, deep in thought. It was Ed Dalzell. Then we noticed on the desk beside him a photograph of a woman, evidently his Wife. The scene shifted and we caught a better glimpse of the face. It was also familiar. Opal Pressler! A long line of cadets in West Point swept across the screen. They were being reviewed by General Phipps of the U. S. Army. This was fol- lowed by a hospital scene and there was Rosemary Harkin, a Red Cross nurse in the war with Japan. We found ourselves next viewing a handsomely furnished studio where Ruth Renfro was training a class of future vamps. This scene gave place to a Chinese school and there at the head of her class, was Belle Latta, the famous missionary in the country of the yellow men. In a dense forest was Eleanor Taylor the first woman to be given a position as forest ranger. A cold expanse of snow filled the next scene, but in the center was a rude hut and a campfire. The aged man bending over the fire was Wal- lace Bongard, who for 10 years had been searching for a platinum mine in Alaska. From the Yukon to Palm Beach is quite a leap-but the next second we were peering through a cloud of dust at a huge yellow racer. Then Crawford Johnson appeared holding in his arms the Vanderbilt