Santa Rosa High School - Echo Yearbook (Santa Rosa, CA)

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THE ECHO seum. Once, I looked back, and to my horror and utter despair, there came this awful night-mare, tearing at full speed after me. Never before did my legs seem to absolutely refuse to move, although I believe I was doing a pretty fair “Marathon.” Never before did the dis- tance between the music-stand and the museum seem interminable. When [ caught sight of that light in Tim's office, I yelled with all my might, “Tim! Tim! she’s after me! Quick! Quick! Save me, Tim! The office door burst open, and out rushed Tim, bre: athless with amaze- ment at my shrieks I threw myself into his arms, too faint to speak, but a moment later gained my strength very quickly, when [ heard a very human ee exclaim, ‘anxiously, “(C) Father, did I kill him?” Sarah Ann Murphy! what, in the name of all that is good, are you do ing out at this time of night? And, child, what is the matter with your eyes? What makes them shine so?” ‘Tell me. first, is he dead? Did I kill him? O Father! Father!” and she burst into tears. “Nr. child: he is not dead. Very much alive! Now, tell me what’s the matter.” “OQ! Brother dared me to ride through the park tonight, dressed like the Rider, and I took his old dare. I hunted around in the garret until I found these old clothes of mother’s. Then, I rented a black horse from the Riding Club, purchased some phosphorous paint, and the whole trick was done. But really, I hope | haven't scared the wits out of the old man,” she said, looking at me, and smiling in spite of 1erself, for I did look rather wild- eyed, “Look here, young lady, do you think it smart, to go around scaring people half to eath? Now, you go wash that paint off the horse’s face and off your own, and chase up to your room as quickly as possible. I'll take the horse to the club in the morning, and as for your brother, I'll settle with him in the morning, too. Now hike!’ said Tim, in angry tones, for he was furious. Then he turned to me with a twinkle in his eye and said, “Jerry, do you want to stay here tonight? There’s plenty of room.” | stayed. THE NEW YEAR The chilly north wind whistles through the trees, And dies. away into a gentle breeze; And all the world is silent, far and near, Watching the last breath of the dying year. The clam’rous midnight bells will soon proclaim Thee ming ofa glorious New Year r reign ; So, hasten with your songs and merry din, To help them ring the happy New Year in. The great clock’s moving fingers upward point; And all the bells in every city ring. Their welcome to the glad New Year they sound, And send their tidings all the world around. [Page twenty-four] “iin ddan Ae ee ee

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THE ECHO then as they do not), when all of a sudden, Molly took a notion to ride the horse. She jumped into the saddle with such a sudden bound that the horse became frightened, and started to race off down the drive. Although Molly was a good rider, she couldn’t manage the horse, and the tighter she pulled on the bridle, and the louder she yelled ‘whoa’, the faster he went. Rafferty and the rest tried to catch the horse, but he was too fast for them. Suddenly,. he turned a sharp corner, went clear off the road, stumbled, and plunged into the lake that used to be near the conservatory. Molly and the horse were both drowned before assistance could reach them. Rafferty, stricken with. grief, threw himself into the lake and was drowned with his sweetheart. “All this happened twenty years ago, but they say that each year, on the thirtieth of November, Molly Runne rides through the park on her coal- blask steed and disappears somewhere over near the conservatory. They also say that the person who sees her will have bad luck for a year afterwards. Tonight is the night. That's why I asked you if you’d seen her,” concluded the old watchman. A thick blanket of sea-fog had drifted landward, shutting out the light of the moon and the stars, making the night “as black as Erebus,” when | fastened my overcoat tighter across my chest, put on my cap and gloves, and started, once more, homeward across the park. “Look out for the Rider,” was Tim’s parting shot as I disappeared from view into the darkness. Now, I think that I am not a coward, and I am not often frightened, but, somehow, after leaving my friend, an intangible something that might have been termed nervousness, crept over me. I started at every sound I heard, and once, when I heard a twig snap near me, my heart leapt up into my throat with a bound, skipping several beats, I am sure. I had reached a turn in the avenue that leads around by the music-stand, when I heard a low, soft voice. It was indistinct as yet, but in a minute,—yes, there could be no doubt about it. It was the unmistakable rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, of a galloping horse, and furthermore, it was coming closer every minute. I determined that I would not be frightened; that I would face whatever it was. if it took my life, but I will confess that my teeth were chattering and that my knees were shaking. Closer and closer, every second, came the horse. I had walked about ten paces, when the steed with its rider swung into view. Will I ever forget that sight? Never, as long as I live! There, silhouetted against the silver maple ahead of me, galloping at a moderate speed, was a huge, coal-black horse. In the saddle, sat a young girl, dressed as girls dressed twenty years ago. There was nothing in this to terrify a man, but the fact that struck terror to my heart was this: from the eyes and jaws of the horse, and from the eyes and lips of the rider, flashed tongues of blue fire. I stood there a moment, too dazed to move. Then, cold sweat burst forth on my forehead, my hair stood straight up on my head and my eyes bulged out. Then, with a yell that I am sure startled people three miles away, I bolted for the mu- [Page twenty-three]

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Commerce and Social Progress C20) OMMERCE is the exchange of goods in considerable quan- tities between producers remote from one another. iif This exchange has had a great influence on the social progress of the world, both in ancient and modern times. Perhaps the most striking examples are in the more mod- ern times, but the culture of the Greeks and Romans was undoubtedly influenced by their commerce. When we get to the point of studying one people as having an influence on another, they have advanced to the extent of settling in a definite place, and having a certain degree of social organization. Many tribes never reach this state, and on account of their migratory habits, have advanced to a very small degree along lines of industrial arts, which have not gotten to the point where they intluence social conditions, or commerce. To influence com- merce to any extent, the people must have some family or tribal organization. When tribes or nations have reached this stage there are two kinds of inter- course which have their origin in connection with commerce, that of friendly and uniriendly relations. War opens up a new way for commerce, as was illustrated by the Cru- sades, the people in western Europe were practically ignorant of the east. The Crusades started intercourse which resulted in the hightening of the social standards of the western people. A successful war gives securities for peaceful commerce, thus advancing commerce and aiding both nations ma- terially. Many tribes and cities have changing relations, and elements of inse- curity and uncertainty, are not favorable to commerce, or to advancement along lines of culture. That the uplifting influence of commerce was appreciated in early times, is shown by the actions of Solomon, King of Judah and Israel. He founded commercial centers at the most convenient points, and even went so far as to establish a commercial department of state. His merchants traded in Egypt, Syria and with the Hittites, and the result was that the Jewish nation made the most advance in social progress. n example of the marked effect of commerce on social progress, is shown by the prosperous Phoenician city of Tyre. Many times its imme- diate ruin was prophesied, but it always held its own. The secret of its power of resisting attack epended on its wealth, and its wealth was derived from its industry and skill in manufactures. But as their own raw materials were practically exhausted, they had to depend on other nations, consequently on commerce, for the necessary materials. To their manufactures they owed their life and advancement; so without commerce, Tyre would never have attained the position of culture and refinement it held. Venice can be taken as the best example of the influence of commerce on the social progress of a single city. Venice was the center of trade routes. ‘rom there vessels went to and from the Orient, through the Mediterranean [Page twenty-five]