Sutter Union High School - Gold and White Yearbook (Sutter, CA)

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GOLD AND WHITE. Qfl l V 25 5 gan pleading for help, but a sudden fit of jealousy overcame Lester and he called out, Nothin' doin,' kid, revenge! I'll have her now. He then hastened back to sunny slopes and plains leaving Cecil to eternal torment. At last ! I ! Sarle was in a land where everyone looked upon him with delight and admiration. He had at last obtained his utmost de- sire-popularity-among the mer- maids of the sky. Fat Addington seemed to have been the luckiest of all, for he was as usual, late, and all the main part of the comet had passed, when the tail suddenly switching around, entangled itself about Fat's legs. Here he found employment in wagging the comet's tail and thus informing other plan- ets that this streak of dazzling light was only a friendly traveler. J im- mie found herself on the wonderful planet Mars, and to her delight was able to solve the great question of the inhabitants of Mars, which she found to be none other than lVhicker-Bills. WVith Miss Turner as a leader, the Freshman class alighted on a sunny little planet, with green slopes, whose balmy air invigorated them so that they decided to enjoy it alone, with no intruders. So again Miss Turner found herself plunging through space. several shoes following her. The other teachers, on their journey through air, were suddenly startled by the swish of a falling body, which they soon found to be no other than Miss Turner, who on her dive from the planet of the Freshies had landed among them. Bessie and Hickie were among the last to take a high dive into the air, traveling at such a pace that they knocked several of the smaller plan- ets out of their natural course, but at last their speed was checked by the appearance of the Milky VVay. They plunged diligently in and be- gan kicking wildly about, but after going for some distance, to their great surprise found they were able to kick no longer and that they were They were soon able to move neith- churning great masses of butter. er hand nor foot and began to de- scend slowly through the air. Then the motion became more and more rapid until they were going at such a pace that when Hickie opened his mouth several pounds of butter slipped down his throat. They pres- ently felt a great jar and found themselves lodged on a planet, where resided no one but the tall and tl1e stout. Here they made their abode in peace, with no one to an- noy them. Oh! Murder! Help ! ! ! lVhat is that noise? IfVell, I do declare! It was only Mr. Davidson's com- manding voice, telling Fat to behave himself, and he has awakened me from my peaceful slumbers. So all this is only a dream which came to me, in English next day after the comet party. What a disap- pointment! I thought the comet had struck us. O, well, I don't care. school will soon be out, any way. I think I have a better imagination than the astronomers who predict- ed such dire things. U VERNA MCLEAIE, '11. , 2 all VELMA ROBINSON, '11. 'il'

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2 4 GOLD AND VVIII'1'lE. I Doubt It. When 3- Diiil' Of Ted NDS are upturned to When a shy little hand you're permitted your own With no one to gossip about it, Do you pray for endurance to let them alone? Well, maybe you do-but I doubt it. to hold ' With a velvety softness about it, Do you think you could drop it with never a squeeze? Well, maybe you could-but I doubt it. When a tapering waist is in reach of your BTIII, With a wonderful plumpness about it, Do you argue the point 'twixt the good and the harm? Well, maybe you do-but I doubt it. EX. 'X-'! l' HaIIey's It was a l1ot afternoon on the 18th of May that the pupils of the noted institution, the S. U. H. S., were, as usual, hovering over the immense pile of hooks stacked before them. Although they seemed to be study- ing as diligently as usual, their minds had really diverted to tl1e sub- ject of Halley's Comet, which was expected to strike at any moment. Presently an awful crash and a sound as of the rushing of many waters was heard. Everyone rushed to the windows and beheld a light of dazzling brightness, which seemed to envelope the earth. Leo and Cecil were rather late in obtaining their stand at the win- dows, as Leo, in his extreme haste, leaped from his seat, catching Ce- c1l's foot, which was generally re- posmg on his desk, instead of his hand, causing an awful yell from that individual as he was dragged at Leo's 229-yard pace across the floor. Bennie, too, was a little late in getting a good view of the won- derful sight, as one of the many pins which covered the left lapel of his coat entangled itself in the lace adornmg Vinnie's dress, causing Comet. 13 minutes and 23 seconds delay before they could extricate them- selves. Another dreadful crash, and each one found himself plunging pre- cipitately through space. After falling swiftly for some moments, Sam suddenly found himself on a little world where, looking around he saw many people with beautiful curly locks like his own. But what leased him still more was the tjrees, all of which were densely decorated with beautiful socks of all colors and designs. Here he de- cided was the place for him. Lester, upon opening his eyes, beheld the sun beaming down upon him and all things seemed as bright as a day in June. Hearing a terrible scream- ing and kicking he rushed to the place from whence came the expos- tulation. Looking down over the edge of the little world he beheld Cecil, head downward and klcking Wtih all his might to free him- self from a rugged pro3ect1on of rock which had caught his shoe string. Cecil saw, with delight, the face of Lester looking down upon hun and immediately be-

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26 GOLD AND WHITE. Sonnet. Dear Sutter! Will we in some distant day Forget the iirst short lesson which you taught? When memory strives to bring again a thought ' Of the former time which will have passed away, Will we gladly turn to draw aside the gray Cloud of mist which shrouds the silent years? Then mingling fond rememberanees with tears We'll long again for that dear by gone dayg The four short years which now so soon must end, Have laid foundation for our coming life, And midst our joy or sorrow they will lend A star to cheer us in the future strifeg And when we thus the scenes of youth re- view With sadness sigh, Alas they were too few. N. M., '10. o-1--0 aaa: SUTTER Some 125 miles north of the city of San Francisco, the Sutter Buttes rise from the broad floor of the Sac- ramento Valley, a noble pile of rocks. No matter from what side we view them they appear only as a great tumbled heap, thrown into their irregular shape by a mighty eonvulsion of nature in some past age, towering and majestic they rise abruptly from the surrounding plain, until at their highest point they reach 2,165 feet above sea level. They stand silent and mysterious, for their volcanic throats have long since ceased to rumble forth their warnings, like vigilant sentinels they are keeping watch o'er the fer- tile valley, dotted here and there with homes and farms, which stretches away in all directions from their feet. What thrilling tales their canons and cliffs could tell if they could only voice what they have seen and heard. They could tell how at first they stood as islands in an inland sea: how they were the favorite hunting ground of the red men who dwelt here before the white man came: even of Fremont who held his loyal band safely in their BUTTES asa: rugged fastnessg how the stanch Union men of the '60's, outwitting the enemy, planted the Stars and Stripes on the highest point of South Butteg and perhaps best of all they could tell us of the magical change in our valley during the past few years, a change which has trans- formed cattle ranges into the flower spot of the world. All this they could tell us and much more. ln the springtime the slopes and ravines are a second Eden. Crystal streams, overhung with ferns and vines, leap over the rugged rocks and play among the pebbles on their race to the level belowg the sur- rounding plain is golden with the poppiesg on the lower foothills, cream cups midst blue bells, lark- spurs and wild pansies, vie with one another in painting the landscape in its varied hues, while the jagged peaks and dark cliffs make a restful background to the enchanting scene. In the broader valleys nestle 1'ich farms which are watered by never failing springs of pure cold water. We should be proud of our Buttes, miniature mountains at our very door. inyiting us to spend a spring tune holiday near the heart of nature.