Sacramento High School - Review Yearbook (Sacramento, CA)

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PAGEIZ TI-IE. REVIEW Senior Histories january Class Looking back over the three years spent at the Main High, we who are about to graduate, find that we have accomplished much, and that we are leaving the scene of some of the happiest moments of our lives. The glory of graduation is dimmed only by the thought of the separation from our friends, that must take place after graduation. As Sophomores, with Miss Jones to advise us, we elected officers and drew up our constitution. We maintained a very successful booth in the carnival, and we decided upon our class colors, of red and white. When we were Juniors, we cooperated with the high Juniors in making the Junior Prom the success it was. We had able representatives in all debating, athletic, and scholarship activities. At last we were Seniors! We elected Charles Ellis as our president, and began this eventful years by ordering our Senior pins. In June, we gave the annual Senior dance, in honor of the graduating Seniors. Virginia Wright was in charge of the dance, and we feel sure that everyone who attended will long remember it as a very pleasing evening. Donald Thompson was elected to lead us during our high Senior year. We immediately got busy with the work of the Review. Our share of this was financed by our Senior play, Tweedles, by Booth Tarkington, and Harry Leon Wilson. It was the able direction of Miss jones that made this play the success it was. We gave as our gift to the school our entire treasury, which was in excess of one hundred dollars, to start a fund to purchase the machinery for the clock in the tower. We have started this fund in appreciation of the many benefits which we have received during our three years in the Sacramento High, and we hope that the future graduating classes will cooperate with us in our endeavor to make our gift a lasting remembrance of our appreciation. -JEAN MCMURCHY, '29. CLASS OFFICERS: President ............,..........,................ Donald Thompson Vice-President ...............,........................ Vivian Evans Secretary ........... .,.................... J ean McMurchy Treasurer .............. ...,.... C leo Coons, Robert Levy X-Ray Reporter .................,.............. Virginia Wright Advisers .,....i................ '.Miss Godbolt and Miss Rible june Class At last we are able to call ourselves high seniors, after having striven for three years for the glorious name. We began our activities as seniors by ordering our senior pins and commencing work on the Review. It was our pleasure to give the graduating seniors a farewell dance, one of the best in the history of the school. As the spring social season arrived, the class gave a most successful Clock Dance to raise funds for a clock in our clockless tower. One hundred and twenty-five dollars was presented to the fund as the class gift. Our senior play, Bah, by Mary Roberts Rhinehart, was pronounced a huge success. It was a four act comedy and played to a large audience in the Tuesday Club l-louse. The members of our class have played a prominent part in all student body activi- ties, public speaking, debating, music, art, scholarship, and athletics. Ann Peterson broke an old tradition by becoming our student body president, being the first girl presi- dent in ten years. OFFICERS: First Semester - Second Semester President ,,,,,,,,..,,,,.......,.. Carl Kuchman President .............................. Frank Hess V ice President .,,...,,.,.... Margaret Yoerk Vice President .................. Carl Kuchman Secretary-Treasurer .,...... Elizabeth Carter Secretary-Treasurer ............ Mary Ansen Sergeant-at-A rms ................ Joe Azevedo

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The CPatbjinders PATRICIA RICCIARDI In cap and gown, marched stately down From off the tiers of benches The graduates, our one time mates To fill the forward trenches. They go before, in this long war The war of life we're fighting. We know not when we'lI meet again, The path is far they're lighting. And 'though we're proud, we feel a cloud Of sadness stealing o'er us. We love them so, those friends who go To light the way before us.