Westwood High School - Chipmunk Yearbook (Westwood, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 68 of the 1922 volume:

WESTWOOD HIGH SCHOOL This year the enrollment of the Westwood High School has shown a marked increase over last year. At the beginning of school seventy-eight students were enrolled but that number has dwindled to sixty-eight. As a whole our school is much better than ever before. The Chipmunk -------1921-1922-- Published by the Students of the Westwood High School WESTWOOD, CALIFORNIA Dedication TO THE RED RIVER LUMER COMPANY In appreciation of the help given to the IVeslivood High School This number of the Chipmunk is dedicated THE SCHOOL BOARD WESTWOOD HIGH SCHOOL R.F.PRAY______________________________________BERT RODMAN Page 6 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 TRAINING ill the greatest government in the world, namely self-government. was installed in the Student Body this year. Harmony, which is the strength of all society, especially ours, prevailed between Faculty. Student Body Officers, end the Student Body itself. Although at times our Ship of State seemed near the rocks, never-the-less through successful piloting, judicious consultation, prudence, and foresight, we have calmly sailed into the harbor of a Successful Year. In ballasting our Ship for another year’s voyage we will not be plying unchartered seas. We will be able to steer our course with a steadier hand and keener eye. Student Body Government, which is w;th us a harmonious co-opcration between Faculty representatives and Student Body Officers has come to stay. —E. C. E. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 7 Elmo C. Eby, District Superintendent Edward G. Sewell. Principal Mr. E. C. Eby........................................................Latin. History U. of C. Mr. E. G. Sewell .... Mathematics. History. Physical Education U. of C. Mr. H. D. Miller ..... Mechanical Drawing. Mathematics U. of Minn. Mrs. M. R. Frodsham.........................................Science. Mathematics Vassar College Miss I. C. Ball................................................. Commercial Subjects U. of C. Mrs. J. M. Burger..................................................Domestic Science U. of Minn. Mrs. F. L. Eby English. Latin. French U. of C. Miss C. S. Neill ..... Spanish. History. Physical Education U. of C. Miss N. B. Kcllar...........................................English. Mathematics U. of C. IRENE C. BALL J. M. BURGER Page 8 THE CHIPMUNK for 922 ANNUAL STAFF Top row (left to right) — Lewis Erbes. Josh; Louis Dixon. Boys’ Athletics: Miss Kellar. Faculty Representa- tive; Frwin Morrison. Business Manager: Kenneth Walker, Editor-in-Chicf. Lower row—Margaret Jacobsen, Art; Reta Lowe, Exchange; Ruth Gadchon, Society; Ada Conklin, Student Body Activities: Agnes Israelson. Literary; Mildred Garrett. Asst. Business Manager; Edith Williford. Girls’ Ath- letics; Ingerman Jacobsen, Alumni. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 P a g e 9 Editor's Note THE publication of any High School Annual would be impossible without the co-operation and backing of the whole student body. All this has been freely given and the staff takes this opportunity to express its thanks and appreciation. rag c THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 THE HIGH SCHOOL ANNUAL The publication of a High School annual is an inspiration to literary effort. The desire of the students to put out an annual that is worthy of the school brings forth articles and stories which would not otherwise be written. Hie annual is representative of the entire student body, as all activities are recorded and each one who has won a place in athletics, dramatics or other activity has a permanent record of the event. Many gay functions take place during the year and these, recorded in the annual, form happy memories in after years. The annual increases the spirit of co-operation in the school as it is necessary for all to work together to obtain the money for its publication and later the annual staff, the typing class, the faculty and all the students work together to prepare and edit an annual that is really representative of the school. R. W. ’23 STUDENT SELF-COVERNMENT In many schools the plan of self-government has been tried and found insufficient and faulty. Possibly the reason for this apparent failure of such a system is due to lack of co-operation from the student body as a whole. For student government to be successful, each individual member of the student body should realize that those fellow students whom he has elected to the offices are his representatives; that they, as student body officers, realize the confidence that has been placed in them by their classmates, and that they are unselfishly and whole-heartedly working for the best interests of the school and of the association of individuals in the school. It cannot be denied that a great responsibility is placed upon the student officers of a school. Each and every student keeps in mind a responsibility and is ready to aid whenever called upon. He abides by the decision of the elected officials as quickly as he would an order from the faculty. He not only abides by the decisions of his chosen government but it is his duty as a good citizen of the high school to aid the self-government committee to enforce the constitution and laws of the school. The citizen of the community who aids the authorities in detect- ing an undesirable citizen is not ridiculed by his neighbors. Neither is a good citizen of high school ridiculed by his fellow student, when he aids his officials in bringing to task an unrulely classmate. The high school student has out- grown the old notion that the chief purpose of school is to play pranks on the teacher and see how many times he can get “by with it. For many years the high school student has governed not only himself but also his fellow students. The purpose of the school is to develop the mind and body so that the boy or girl may make a better citizen. Is not the school then the place where government of self should be taught? The old saying, A man must learn to govern himself before he can govern others is undeniably true. Student government should never fail. If it does fail, where does the fault lie? Certainly not altogether with the officials of the government, but rather with the student citizen. Student government cannot succeed unless the student citizen is willing to make it a success. ITie duty of a student to his student government is co-operation— co-operation to such an extent that he should appoint himself as a committee of one to see that he, himself, upholds the decisions of his officers, and if he does that efficiently, there won’t be any need of watching the other fellow. Co-operation is the watch word of Student Self-government. K. W. '23. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page II STUDENT BODY PRESIDENTS' CONVENTION Westwood High has always been proud of her many interests and her participation in school activities at home and abroad. One of her recent activities was sending her Student Body President to the Convention of Presidents at Santa Barbara. The Westwood delegate travelled farther than any one else to reach the convention, a total distance of I 700 miles. The greater part of the time was taken up with matter to which our school could contribute nothing, but from which we gained a great deal that has been modified and adapted to our needs, with great success. Later, when the convention divided into groups determined by the size of the school. Westwood’s plan of Student Self-government was compared with that of the other schools of less than 100. There was no school that approached Westwood in the completeness of student control. Santa Barbara High School won the admiration of all the delegates for the splendid way in which the convention was handled. It was decided to hold the convention at Willows next year and we feel sure that the convention will be just as successful as this year’s was and we hope that many more of the High Schools of the Northern Counties will be represented. F. L. W.. '22. ATHLETICS IN THE SCHOOL Do we believe in athletics? Well, just ask us and then listen to our answer. Athletics is the chief attraction in good old Westwood Hi. aside from Latin. Math.. Chem.. etc., of course. This is the answer to that old question. “Why are we good sports?”—just because athletics in big. golden letters has been such a great, big factor in our lives. We all dislike—or perhaps feel sorry for the fellow who crabs” when he loses out; but we despise the one who is victorious and crows” about it. All forms of athletics have taught us to “take our medicine like a man or our victory like a sport.” Aside from the benefit to the individual, there is the improvement in the entire school. The good health, the greater interest, and the increased adver- tising all tend toward building up the walls of our success, in which a gate is always open to the newcomer. And we have a wonderful foundation upon which to build these walls, owing to the fact that everyone who has gone before us has bettered the school in some way. frequently by athletics. What is better than school spirit? “Nothing. you say. Well. then, what is better to promote school spirit than athletics? Again you answer Nothing —and we fully agree with you. Now. what is school spirit? It seems to me it is that get-togethery feeling that makes every single member want to work individually and collectively for the betterment of his school. This feeling is heightened by interscholastic games, since it is up to the teams concerned to secure team work and those not on the team have the victory of their school at heart. Thus all are co-operating in the interest of that school. If you will make investigation you will see that the snappy, advancing, wide-awake school—those which are really on the map to stay put”—are the ones which promote athletics, and you will also notice that the sleepy, snail-like ones are those which throw up their hands at the mere mention of a-th—er—no 1 won’t. That word is too sacred to us to speak in the same breath with the name of those who will have none of it. E. W., ’23 Page 12 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Student Body Officers Top row (left to right)—Miss Neill. Faculty Representative; Lewis Erbes. Senior Rep. : Mr. Sewell. Faculty Rep.; F. L. Walker. Jr.. Student Body President; John Carniato, Sophomore Rep.; Mildred Garrett. Student Body T rcasurer. Lower row—Margaret Jacobsen. Student Body Vice-president; Lee Norah Roberts. Senior Rep.: Ada Conk- lin. Student Body Secretary; Agnes Israelson, Junior Rep.; Leona Somers. Freshman Rep. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 13 Student Body Activities The High School started this year with the same old mode of handling student body affairs. When the first meeting was held to install the new officers, the idea of student self-government was talked over. The idea met with the approval of the Faculty and students and the task of drawing up a suitable constitution was given to the civics class. The constitution as adopted provides for an Executive Committee, which shall have the entire charge of all student affairs. The executive committee is composed of the officers of the student body, the president, vice president, secretary and treasurer, together with two seniors, one junior, and one sopho- more. 1 he constitution also provides for a freshman to be elected at the beginning of the second semester. It provides that the faculty shall be repre- sented by three members who are allowed a voice in the discussion—but no vote. The faculty members are the principal, the girls’ athletic director, and the boys’ athletic coach. Meetings are held every Iliursday. and are presided over by the vice-president of the student body. To this committee was given the power to enforce all school laws. They uphold the discipline of the school and enforce such measures necessary to maintain high scholarship throughout the student body. All student body officers and class officers are required to maintain an average of two in their monthly grades. Should an officer fail to show such an average, his office is automatically declared vacant. All school business is brought before the executive committee each week or special meetings may be called at any time by the chairman of the committee. One of the most successful laws made by the executive committee was the enforced attendance to study hall of the students whose grades in any one subject fall below a three. There were quite a number sentenced to study hall the first month but that group has rapidly decreased until finally enforced attendance was abolished. The building, however, remains open each school night from 7:30 to 9:30, for those who wish to use the reference library or study hall. An upper class student is in charge and also a teacher to help students with reference work. An afternoon detention class was also established to punish tardiness. Besides these rules of discipline and scholarship the executive committee handled all the finances of the school, which amounted to about $ I 700. The various entertainments given this year by the High School have served to increase the school funds and have helped the students to gain valua- ble experience. All the school affairs are planned by the Executive Committee with the approval of the Student Body. Student Body meetings are held on alternate Friday afternoons. After the report of the Executive Committee is read, an open discussion is carried on. and all matters of importance arc talked over, after which a vote is taken. A. C. 24. SOPHOMORE-FRESHMAN DRAWL The first annual Sophomore-Fresh man Brawl was held on Friday after- noon of the first week of school. The afternoon’s entertainment consisted of a series of competitions between the Freshies and the Sophomores, aided by enough Upperclassmen to make the two sides equal, rhe events took place on the school grounds, where Student Body, Faculty, Grammar School pupils, and fond parents assembled to watch the events. The first event was seventy-five yard relay with eleven men on each side. This was very exciting, as the Freshmen pushed the Sophomores hard, but in the end the Soph’s were victorious. The next event was a snake relay—rather a humorous stunt. It was victory for the Freshmen. And then came the tilting contest! This was the most exciting event of the day—six gallant Freshmen riders mounted on spirited Freshmen horses, equipped with long lances (which were poles padded with burlap) were ignominously defeated by an equal body of Sophomores and Upperclassmen, on Sophomore horses. Page 4 THE CHIPMUNK lor 19 2 2 Flic tic-up was the hardest of all—each contestant was given two pieces of cotton rope with which to tic his adversary. When the whistle blew the battle was on. I he men must not only be tied up, but must be carried off the field of action. And this seemed next to impossible. When the time was up the Sophomore and Upperclassmen had succeeded in carrying off one wiggling Freshman and so this event was theirs. I he last event of the afternoon was a tug-of-war. A fire hose was fastened down securely just where the losing side would have to pass—a strong current of water was turned on. The stage was set and the battle was on. They tugged and they tugged, until finally the Freshmen dragged the Sophomores and Upperclassmen through the water, much to the delight of the Freshmen girls, and won the tug-of-war. Such a damp, saddened bunch of Sophomores as came out of the struggle, but what did that matter when the officials of the day announced the Sophomore-Upperclassmen contingent triumphant over the Frosh. as usual. B. E. 74. ORCHESTRA Quality, not quantity that s the motto of our Orchestra, not only in regard to size, but to the music itself. The personnel of the band? Oh—Gangly. Sweet Alice. Rheumatz. Mutt. Bun, Sister. Little Sister and Chipmunk. Oh! I get you—well then, they are—Roy Mitchell, Stanley Davis. Doris Drake. Milton Jenson. Fred Davis. Leslie Torgerson. Oliver Torgerson and George Chipman. Likewise—Cornet, Flute. Piano. Clarinet, Violin, Piccolo. Violin and Sax. The Orchestra is small but—Oh. Man! Next year we will have a twenty piece Orchestra. Sure. You don’t, huh? Well, just wait and see! G. C. 74. GLEE CLUB Some of the girls of the Westwood High School, with Mrs. Eby as their instructor, formed a “Girls’ Glee Club. The members of the Glee Club are: Beatrice Eckert, Mabel Calendar, Lee Norah Roberts, Elsie Stout. Lois McIntyre, Ruth Gadehon, Little Maud Birdsong. Ethel Bonney, Maryan Martin. Maxine Forcum, Ruth Jensen. Edith Coil. Dorothy Dix, Mona Severns, Lydia McKinney. Edith Williford and Rita Lowe. With the patient work of their faithful instructor the girls accomplished much. They all showed a good spirit toward their organization and much musical talent has been developed. D. D. 75. DEBATING Debating has been introduced into High School life by the Civics Class. Although the members of the class have had little practice in debating they gave the Student Body a very entertaining and profitable afternoon, on Friday, May 21st. The subject of the debate was: Resolved: That the state has not the moral right to inflict Capital punishment for Capital crime. The affirmative was upheld by: Ruth Wilson. Ruth Gadehon. Lee Norah Roberts, and Lillie Maud Birdsong. The negative was upheld by: Fletcher Walker. Jr.. Erwin Morrison. Lewi� Erbes, and Mona Severns. After the judges had kept the Student Body in suspense for a period of ten minutes they announced the decision in favor of the affirmative. The decision being made on the merits of the debate. Lee Norah Roberts was selected as the most effective speaker; Ruth Gadehon and Edwin Morrison receiving honorable mention. L. M. B.. 72. THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Page 5 LABOR DAY Labor Day! How much is included in those two words, only the mem- bers of Westwood High can tell. On a certain Saturday, if you had been interested enough to look, you would have seen the members of our High School walking briskly to their shrine—the school house. But, dear friend, please do not labor under the delusion that they were going to study because I fear you would be sadly disappointed. The boys. Freshmen. Sophomores, Juniors. Seniors and all. forgot their manly dignity and began to grovel in the dust. They dug rocks, hauled sawdust, filled pits, planted stakes and did all the various other things necessary to put a good track field in order. The typing classes kept the keys of their machines jingling and snapping briskly, getting the material for the Annual ready to go to press. The crowning success of the day was the chile con came, cooked by the girls who were eager to help but who could not type. And we’ll say for them. “They sure can cook'' Oodles of chile con came: stacks of buns, gallons of coffee and mountains of cake. And. oh! how we ate tunnels through the mountains, devoured the stacks and all the rest. Never had we worked and eaten so hard. E. W., ’23. Page 16 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 THERE is one essenlial which all schools require for perfect success—and that is co-operation. In unity there is strength. I here must be co-operation between the Faculty and the Student Body ; by that we mean the willingness of the Faculty to promote the welfare of the Student Body and the willingness of the students to support the faculty rules. rhcrc must be co-operation between the students; by that we mean the willingness of the students to obey the rules and regulations laid down by the Student Executive Committee, and to assist each other and work together for the success of all functions. These are essentials for the success of any school, be it large or small. L. S.. 75. Louis E. Dixon Lillie Maud Birdsonc Lewis Erbes Lee Noraii Roberts Margaret Jacobsen Fletcher Walker. Jr. Page 18 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Senior Class Class Colors: Red and White Class Flower: Red Rose Class Motto Success Comes Only in “Cans” Officers: President ...................Fletcher Walker Vice-President..................................... Louis E. Dixon Secretary.......................................... Lewis E. Erbes Treasurer...................................................Margaret Jacobsen Of the twenty-two green, blushing Freshmen who entered Westwood High School in 1918, only three have remained to graduate. At the end of that eventful year twelve dropped out. but Mona Sevems. a transfer from Red Bluff joiner! our ranks, making eleven Sophomores. Only six registered as Juniors in 1920. but Lee Norah Roberts came from Joplin. Mo., shortly after school started and affiliated with the Juniors. About the same time Fletcher Walker left to attend the College of the Pacific. He finished his Junior year there, but returned to Westwood High School in time to register with the Senior Class at the beginning of this year. Registration day in September. 1921. found seven Seniors enrolling—four of the original twenty-two Freshmen. Lee Norah Roberts. Lewis Erbes. a transfer from Lewiston High School. Idaho, and Lillie Maud Birdsong, a transfer from Grove Institute. Kenans- ville. North Carolina. Olive Cessna was forced to leave school in January because of serious illness, much to the sorrow of the whole class. Our class has always been active in Student Body affairs and many of the most important Student Body Officers and Chipmunk Staff Officers have come from our class. L. E. D.. '22. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 9 Class Will We, the solemn and prudent Seniors, hating to leave our Beloved High School without some fond remembrance of the flower of its Student Body and realizing how hard it will he next year for the school to continue in its usual fashion without our inspiring and enlightening presences, and realizing how- many wonderful accomplishments and tokens we have to bestow-, do hereby, believing ourselves to be in a magnanimous and bountiful mood, bequeath, bestow and endow- certain members of the Junior Class as follow-s: I. Lewis Erbes. being of unsound mind and light head, do hereby w-ill and bequeath my bow legs to Kenneth Walker; my hearty laugh to Agnes Johnson; and my curling iron to Monk Morrison. I. Peggy Jacobsen, believing myself to be a fit patient for the insane asylum, do hereby will and bequeath my long black tresses to Mona Sevems; my $1,000.00 pitching arm to Kuth Gadehon; and my queening ability to Vera Jones. I. Lewis Dixon, having maintained my mental equilibrium during the past four years do hereby will and bequeath my ability to annex credits to Mona Sevems; my superfluous avoirdupois to Carl Allen; and my ability to play baseball to Doggie Dixon. I, Lee Norah Roberts, believing myself to be old and feeble-minded do hereby bequeath my ability to write examinations to Capitola Quigley; my ability to take rapid dictation to Agnes Israelson; and my position on the Executive Committee to Vera Jones. I. Fletcher Walker, believing myself to be mentally, physically and morally the cream of the 1922 class, and believing myself to be efficiently deficient and effectively defective, wish to bequeath and bestow my superb ability to control and coerce my fellow- students to Agnes Johnson; my maidenly grace and beauty to Mildred Garrett; my fairy feet to Carl Allen: and my singing voice to Monk Morrison. I. Lillie Maud Birdsong, being in a most generous mood do bequeath my superabundant accomplishments to Ruth Wilson: my esteemed social position to Edith Williford and my abbreviated skirts to Joyce Ricketts. Class Prophecy Ten years have passed by with noiseless tread. Filled with a longing desire to visit the mountains and breathe the invigorating air of the high Sierras. I hie me away to Westwood w-here I spent my high school days and was graduated with the class of 1922. The first sight of the old home tow-n certainly reminds one that many changes can take place in the course of ten years. The Red River Lumber Company has more than doubled its size and a new modern structure has taken the place of the high school building. I meet Miss Ball, my class teacher, who is now married to the speediest stenographer in the United States and is spending a year of rest and recupera- tion in Westwood. She invites me to her home where she tells me about the 1922 class. Peggy is now married to Lewis Erbes. They are living on a farm near Red Bluff raising Erbes and oranges. Page 20 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Fletcher Walker. our former president, is living high up in the Sierras. His only communication with the outside world is through his radio. In one of the letters which Miss Ball shows me, there is a clipping from a New York paper. It states that the famous Spanish dancer. Lillie Maud Birdsong, has arrived in New York and is delighting the entire populace with her performances. Just as I am leaving I meet Louis Dixon. “Why! Lee Norah Roberts, where did you come from?” “Mrs. please,” I promptly correct him. “How do you like Westwood by now, Louis?” “Success has come to me at last, but I am still an old bachelor. I have just completed a famous book called, “Love Will Find a Way.” and the editor of the Sugar Pine has offered me a big price for it.” Indeed, that is wonderful. Do you believe in the title of your story. Louis?” Finding that we arc blockading the traffic I bid him good-bye regretting that I must leave so soon. After a few days' visit with friends I return to my position as private secretary to my husband who is a proprietor of a large shirt factory in Georgia. L. N. R.. '22. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 21 Senior Records Louis Dixon Lewis Erbes Transferred from Lewiston, Idaho; Senior Representative on Executive Committee; Boys’ Athletic Manager, 1921-1922; Baseball, 1922; Track, 1922; Joke Editor, 1922; “Green Stockings,” 1922; Class Secretary. 1922. Lillie Maud Birdsong Transferred from North Carolina; Class Poet. 1922: Hy Skule Sirkus Committee, 1922. Fletcher Walker Business Manager Annual. 1919; Joke Editor. 1920: Class President. 1920: College of Pacific. 1921; Student Body President. 1922: Class President, 1922; Basket Ball, 1921; Track, 1922. Class Treasurer. 192 1-1922; Basket Ball. 1920, 1921: Track, 1921. 1922; Baseball, 1922; Boys’ Athletic Editor. 1922. Margaret Jacobsen “II Pensoroso,” 1919; Class Secretary, 1920-1921; “Fountain of Youth. 1921; “Garden of the Shah.” 1921; “Green Stockings,” 1922; Basket Ball. 1920. 1921 : Baseball. 1921. 1922: Track. 1921, 1922; Vice-President Student Body. 1921-1922; Chairman Executive Committee, 1921-1922; Valedictorian. Lee Norah Roberts Glee Club, 1920-1921, 1921-1922; Vice-President Class. 1920- 1921 : Garden of the Shah. 1921 ; Basket Ball. 1921 ; Track. 1921. 1922; Senior Representative on Executive Committee, 1921-1922. Page 22 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 JUNIOR CLASS Top row (left to right)—Capitola Quigley, Carl Allen. Augustus Dixon. Kenneth Walker. Erwin Morrison. Mona Sevems. Lower row—Agnes Johnson. Vera Jones. Edith Williford. Bernice Houghton. Mildred Garrett. Agnes Israelson. Ruth Gadehon. Ruth Wilson. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 23 Junior Class Class Colors: Gold and White Class Flower: Daffodil Class Motto Ignorance Is Bliss—Why Worry President. _... Vice-President Secretary....... Treasurer....... Officers: Agnes Israelson Erwin Morrison Ruth Gadehon Edith Williford At length our highest hope has been attained, that of being Upper Classmen and although immense and complicated lessons have taxed our meager brains we still exist not merely exist, but we also take an active part in social and athletic affairs. True to tradition we lead all school functions—our superiority readily acknowledged even by the less original Seniors. So, moved steadily on by the mighty current of knowledge the fifteen Juniors work diligently onward to make the perfect Senior of 1923. Page 24 THE CHIPMUNK for 19.2 SOPHOMORE CLASS Top row (left to right)—Grace Grady. Stanley Davis. Leslie Torgerson. Winnifred Rodman. Roy Mitchell. Fred Niepoth, Reta Lowe. Lower row—George Chipman. Edith Coil, Viola Dunn. Mabel Calander. Ruth Jensen. Beatrice Eckert. Ada Conklin. Hans Jacobsen. THE CHIPMUNK for 922 Page 25 Sophomore Class Class Colors: Purple and Gold Class Flower: Forget-me-not Class Motto “Forget Us Not ' Officers: President.............................. Vice-President... Fred Niepoth Ada Conklin Secretary Viola Dunne Treasurer................................................John Carniato With the exception of three, all the foolish Freshmen of last year came back on September 12, 1921. as “sophisticated Sophomores.” There were also among our number seven new members. Having been experienced in the art of initiating Freshmen we welcomed the class of '25 warmly. We have taken an active part in all activities of the High School and hope we proved ourselves to be a loyal class. V. D. '24 Top row (left to right)—Grace Lowry. Junius Dixon. Alice Hall. Harry Mitchell. Rita McIntyre. Lois Mc- Intyre. Harold Beech. Leona Sommers. Mildred Lamson, Arvid Sangster. Maryann Martin. Dorothy Dix. Center row—Maxine Forcum. Frances Simpson. Lydia McKinney. Laura Chaffin. Pearl Peck. Albertha Hayes. Elsie Stout, Ethel Bonney, Charlotte Gilbert. Lower row—Fred Davis, Milton Jensen. Clay Fisher. Joe Enos. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 27 Freshman Class Class Color: Green, of course! Officers: President.........................................Elsie Stout Vice-President .............................. Harry Mitchell Secretary...................................Lydia McKinney Treasurer .............................Ethel Bonney On the twelfth day of September, nineteen twenty-one. a class of twenty-two trem- bling Freshmen began its active career in the High School. It was as large as the largest class enrolled in Westwood High School to date. Of the original twenty-two, we still have twenty left. The Freshman Class has taken an active part in all school affairs. As provided for by the Student Body Constitution, a representative of the Freshman Class was elected to the Executive Committee at the beginning of the second semester. Leona Summers has filled this office efficiently. L. M.. ’25. Page 28 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 MOANS, groans. “Oh. Gee! Do we have to? and so forth, filled the room. What was happening? You've all been through the same experience so you should know. Mrs. Eby was announcing that the Annual was to be put out and that a story was wanted from everyone. But. despite all the protests, the stories were handed in. in flocks. The editor was so busy looking over themes for a few days that all one could see was a head sticking above a pile of papers. You know pupils like to be persuaded a lot. and to put in a lot of protests, but when it comes to a final show down, they arc usually there with the goods. So it proved with W. H. S. Poor judges! After weeding out enough best stories for five annuals they had to weed out again and again until they themselves looked weedy.” If you don’t believe it. go ahead and read them. And. believe me. you won't have to tell a fib when you say. “Some stories! E. C. 74. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 29 BILLY'S MISFORTUNES “How in the world did this great tear come in your trousers? demanded Billy’s mother. Mrs. Smith was a small, quiet, middle-aged woman whose main care was little Billy. Her usually kind face assumed a very severe look as she examined the tear. “I do wish you would try to be a better boy. Billy. she said. I do so want to be proud of you.” Billy, a small lad of nine years, was the very imp of mischievousness. His little curly head was set off by a pair of innocent looking blue eyes. “Yes mom. I don’t know how—I mean. I meant to. You see Jimmy is always getting us boys in trouble and can’t get us out. I guess he is the troublest boy that is. Billy stopped to think from lack of ideas. “I—er—we tried to get in the chicken house an—an—er—Jimmy came along and wanted us to go fishing and I fell on a rock an—an—I “Billy Smith.’’ said his mother, “tell me how' you tore your trousers, and don’t fib. “Yessum, said Billy. You see it was this way. Wc went down to Mammy Jones’ and borrowed a watermelon—an—an—she didn t like it. so we decided to come home—an’—an’ on the wray I got caught on a nail in a fence—an’ I was in a hurry to come home, ’cause I knew you wanted me. I had Jimmy cut me loose, an’—an’—“ “That will do. Billy. As punishment you may go to bed for the rest of the day. “Ah. mom. have a heart, I didn’t mean it. Aw shucks. I w’on’t do it again. Please. On his way to bed Billy said: “Aw. grown folks are funny. They don’t understand nothing. I wish I hadn’t had the pants cut. though. L. M. B.. '22. THE ACTIVE SCHOOLMASTER Jimmy Noun and Jimmy Pro-Noun were the twin sons of Mr. Proper Noun and Mrs. Abstract Noun. Mr. Verb taught the little red school house where Jimmie and Jimmie Pro went to school. Jack Adjective was Jimmy’s first cousin and was always telling things about the Noun family. Ah. yes! and there was little Willie Adverb, who was always talking about Jack Adjective, and the other little Adverbs. It was in the dead of winter and snow covered the ground. Mr. V erb was walking home in his brisk manner when Jack and Jimmy, who had been skating, saw him. Now Jack was a very good little boy and Jimmy, I am sorry to say, was very bad. He was just as bad as Jack was good. Jimmy made a nice big water-soaker (snowball) and threw it and hit Mr. Verb on the nose. Mr. Verb was active, but when Jimmy hit him he became more active than ever. He ran toward Jimmy, who dodged behind a tree just as Jimmy Pro went skating by. Mr. Verb, thinking it was Jimmy, ran after him on the slippery ice. After more falls than Jimmy would even have wished him. Mr. Verb took a short cut and caught up with Jimmy Pro. But when he looked at the boy’s face, he saw he had the wrong twin. Just then the village preacher, Mr. Preposition, came up with Jimmy saying. “What shall I do with the little rascal? Give him here!” cxclaimes Mr. Verb. I want to give him an active part in this. But just as Mr. Verb was ready to snatch Jimmy by the collar. Mr. Conjunction came along and took Jimmy home to his mother, who gave him a good warming up. But Jimmy never did that trick again. P. P. ’26. CROOKED CROOKS At eleven o’clock on a certain night—if you had been there you could have seen it. too—a small, wiry man carrying a handbag, quietly opened a window at one of the fashionable residences in San Francisco, and went in. No small circle of light gave him away to the policeman on the corner. I he house was as dark and lonely as before. At eleven thirty, a tough looking character forced his way through the servants’ entrance at this same residence. He. too. carried a small handbag. Page 30 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Tlirough the kitchen, up the stairs and into the parlor he went, using his flashlight when he was not certain. Now. this particular man was one of San Francisco’s most noted burglars, but only his friends knew that. He had been making plans for this little act for some time. He knew the family had gone to a fancy dress ball, and the servants had taken the evening off. so he made this his night to call. With his flashlight and his dog-like scent, he found the safe in the wall. With steady fingers and lightning speed he discovered the combination. Then, with a final twist, he had the fortune before him. After carefully putting everything in his handbag he shut the safe. With his handkerchief he polished the nickel on the door, so that no telltale finger prints would leave a clue to his identity. Then with a chuckle of triumph he made for the kitchen. When he reached the door leading into the kitchen he heard, or thought he heard, a woman’s scream issue from somewhere in the building. He stopped turned off his flashlight and pulled out his gun. ready for any emergency. After waiting for two or three minutes, he made up his mind that his nerves had gone back on him. so. cursing to himself, he stepped into the kitchen and made for the outer door. Half way across the room he stood rooted to the floor: he heard another scream, louder and closer than before: then everything seemed to go wrong. He thought he saw something white in the pantry: there was a loud giggle and shuffle of feet, and then a baby shrieked and mingled its crying with a dog’s howling. His knees shook, the room swam before his eyes, some one laughed, and a voice said. “Drop that bag and run. So he did, as fast as his shaking legs would go. out the back door and down the street, not once looking back. “Ha! Ha!” said some one in the kitchen. I fooled Red that time. Good thing he does not know I learned to throw my voice when I made my famous trip to New York. I am no safe cracker, but the loot is mine, as sure as my name is Shorty.” At ten minutes to twelve—if you had been there—you would have seen the same window slowly go up and the little man. carrying the handbag quietly emerge and then disappear in the shrubbery—headed for Chinatow-n and home. AN ALGEBRAIC TRACEDY “Goodness, gracious sakes alive! What’s this? You don't mean to say that infernal boy has deliberately put me in the waste basket? It was an algebra book that was speaking, one that apparently was treated very roughly. “Of course, silly, said a very sarcastic scrap of paper. “Are you too good for us?” The idea! Why I should say so! I am a very well educated species! Well, here comes Miss Cornell, the Algebra teacher. I hope she sees me. Ah! this is better: I am among some books of my type. I like this library very much. Now I wonder who my neighbors are? 1 hope they are not too aristocratic. Aristocratic books are so snobbish.” But this poor little algebra was doomed to hard luck for on one side was Vol. X. of the Encyclopaedia Britannica and on the other side was “Little Bo Peep. The former did not see her. and she evidently did not see the latter. It was a very miserable night, but in the morning when she was not yet fully awake she was snatched from her place and banged down on someone s desk just as if she had done something. Oh, how I pity me. she sighed after she was pounded thoroughly by someone. “I really wish that boy was dead. l here is no other way out of my troubles. I wish some senior would take me. Pooh!” grunted some text book next to her, “a Senior wouldn't have such a childish thing as an Algebra I. “Oh! she sighed. “I never thought of that. Well then. I wish a girl would take me, a Freshman girl—here come two now. “Oh. Nancy! cried one of the girls, “look at this perfectly horrible book! I never saw such a dirty one in my life. Yes. I know. she answered. It belongs to Bob Wells. He treats it terribly, as if it knew the difference. I wouldn’t have it.” Why. where is it?” the other exclaimed. It’s gone; why I won- der-----?” But they passed on and were indifferent to one of the greatest tragedies of a lifetime, for in sore distress the algebra had flung itself from a two story window and perished. B. E.. 24. E. B.. ’25. THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Page 31 SPRING FEVER Were you ever in High School during April and May when you just feel like setting a match to the school house, and then laughing with real enjoyment at seeing t burn? Well, if such is not the case perhaps you ve just felt like doing nothing but gaze dreamily about at the awakening of the world. 'Iliis ailment which comes to anyone attending school, goes by the name of “spring fever” among some and among others of higher minds “pure laziness.” A sure sign of this disease is when the male sex start puttering with their Elizabeths” even though there isn’t the ghost of a chance to enjoy them. And but a little later you might even see one of these well known “Fords” rattling down the sidewalk like so many cans. 1 he girls in spite of their grown-up feeling take to jumping rope and other childish games of their infancy. rhen, oh! those teachers! Are they naturally cruel or don’t they realize the crimes which they are committing when they laden the poor students’ weakening backs with ex’s, themes, debates and other what nots so dear to their hearts. If there is a cure for this fatal malady, the students of the High School would be most grateful for information concerning the same. A. I.. 73. DAVID COPPERFIELD JACKSON It is a dark and stormy night. In the “colored” section of a certain Southern town are many “Monte Carlos,” gambling places for the convenience of the colored people who have inclinations for gambling. David Copperfield Jackson, a young negro, has been in this town almost a morth. and has been enough at the various Monte Carlos so that the people have some respect for him. This particular dark and stormy night David Copperfield Jackson entered the “gambling joint” of a certain fat. sleek, wealthy negro, whose name is George Washington Lincoln. Our hero goes up to the proprietor, and demands that “c’n he see Mistah Linc’un fo’ a minnit, all private-like.” Mr. Lincoln then shows Mr. Jackson into a back room, where he has his office. Now, Mistah Jackson, what do you want?” Mistah Linc’un, suh. las’ night ah had a dream. Ah dremt that ah fell off a high bridge, and a big fish he grab me by the laig. an he just pulled me under the water. Just as ah was about to get drowned, ah waked up. Ah then looked in a dream book, and it said that ah would be extrem’ly lucky in all mah gamblin’.” Mr. Lincoln, who was as superstitious as he was fat. then said: “Will ten dolla’s entice yo’ to leave mah establishment?” Ten minutes later Mr. Jackson entered the Monte Carlo” of W. Wilson Taft. Five minutes later he emerged with fifteen dollars and a broad smile. He then proceeded to the Monte Carlos of Julius Caesar Booth. Jame3 Monroe Doctrine, T. Roosevelt Daniels. P. T. Bamum Longfellow. E. Poe Jones and Daniel Webster Calhoun, and emerged from each w.’lh ten or fifteen dollars more than he entered with. He used the same “gag” on each one to get the money. That night he caught the outbound train for parts unknown. S. D.. 74. A WESTERN TWILIGHT The sun was sinking slowly behind the western hills, bathing the little cup-shaped valley in a parting flood of gold. The once white and fleecy clouds were changed to burnished sheets of copper and fire. The hills deepened from blue to purple. At last the sun had set and the long western twilight settled down upon the little valley, high in the Rocky Mountains. A coyote’s sharp yap broke the calm, while the birds twittered sleepily in the trees. A large, white owl flapped its way lazily across the meadow in search of some un- fortunate rodent. The gentle evening breeze whispered through the little forest at the edge of the meadow, rustling the leaves and crooning a soft lullaby to nature’s Page 32 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 multitude of little peoples. Here and there a small animal scampered to his late hed. One by one the stars came out and winked mernly down upon the still earth. The moon rose and hung in the dark sky—a crescent-shaped lantern, illuminating the earth with a soft, silvery light. In the moonlight, the distant peaks stood out in black relief standing like huge sentinels, guarding the sleeping. R. G.. 23. THE RED SUNBONNET What could be more humiliating to a girl of thirteen years, than to he forced to wear a red sunbonnet to church on Sunday, while all the other girls of the village came trooping forth in lovely creations of lace and ribbon? Such was my case, and I sat meek and small in the large family pew next to my Aunt Elizabeth. My aunt termed the modem hats indecent and indurable, and I firmly believe that it was against the latter point that she held her greatest grudge. Several small boys sat back of me, who were continually pulling my bonnet strings and calling me a red geranium, much to my mortification. Church being over, we all assembled in our respective classes for Sunday School. Our teacher was a young woman with a sweet smile and a pleasing manner, and as I sat down she flashed me one of her rare smiles, that instantly made me forget the former unplcasantries of the day. She came over to me and began to talk, when she glanced at my sunbonnet. I half expected to see a sardonic smile, instead she said, I like your bonnet—it is becoming and looks sensible. It is rarely that we see such sweet old-fashioned girls.” Since that day no ridicule has ever affected me. R. G.. ’23. THE VALLEY OP THE ATOKI The Valley of the Atoki. softly veiled with the rosy haze of morning, at noon baring its vast extent to the summer’s trial of the fiery sun—at night reached by the balm of the hill winds, dreams under the starlight or high noon. In the dewy twilight the daughters of Cibola grind their corn and sing the grinding song of the sunrise hour, and the praying men with their medicine bowls utter sacred words to the great god of Poscyemo. Madly the young men rush about playing their strange game of endurance. Suddenly the praying men cease their murmunngs. and call to the people in a loud and awe inspiring voice. The tumult and confusion die away, and the inhabitants hurry to their homes. The night descends, and all is quiet. R. G.. ’23. VULCAN Power given to you of old To make your marvelous things of gold. Spears to clash a shield a-sunder. Swords to put a brave man under. Graven images on them made. Of Perseus with his trusty blade. Of Neptune with his wondrous steeds. Of Syrinx changed to tuft of reeds. Of Juno with her peacocks vain. Of Zeus omnipotent god of rain. Your power is great, but one is greater Power of Eros; hearts’ golden mater. M. F.. 25. MICKEY'S CAME It was yell practice, just a week before the game. Mickey slid into his seat with a scowl on his face. He wasn’t going to yell. How could he help his smallness? He didn't want to be short. He could play as well as Slats, even if he was short. Well, they'd see. maybe they’d want him before the THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 33 game was over. They wouldn't let him play at first; he wouldn’t play at all. He was still brooding over his woes, when the yell practice broke up. He started home, with a book under his arm. both hands crammed deep into his pockets, and his cap pulled down over his eyes. When he had gone about half way. his chum. Slats, caught up with him. Got any money up on the game. Mick? asked Slats in a joking tone. Nope. Slats looked at Mickey in surprise. Mickey never spoke shortly, he always gushed on for an hour when spoken to. After several more attempts at conversation to which he had received no response, he walked on and left Mickey to his reflections. It was the night of the game. Mickey debated for a long time whether to go or stay home. But he finally concluded, that as long as the game was to decide which school should have the cup. he would put his disappointment aside and go. He walked in behind a crowd of jovial boys and took a seat toward the back of the room. During the first few minutes of the game, excitement ran high—yell for yell was exchanged—banners from both sides waved furiously—but Mickey watched none of this. He kept his mind on the players. Why did they make such wild shots? Oh. why did they drop the ball so often? What was the matter with Slats? He could do absolutely nothing. Such thoughts chased through his mind one after another until he was so excited he could hardly keep from rushing out on the floor. By the time the first half was more than half over he could see Slats was all in. They removed him. Oh. if only Jack would play better than Slats had done. By this time he had entirely forgotten his vow. that he would not play if they asked him. His one desire was to get out on the floor. He would show them that he could play even if he was small. He would. Oh. what had happened to Jack? He had hurt his foot. What would they do now? The next he knew he was out on the floor. He tried to stop but some wild impulse pushed him on. As the captain turned and saw Mickey, the look of anxiety on his face turned to a look of partial relief. Oh! Mickey! You’re the boy I want. Get into a suit quick and come back here. We’re beaten now but can’t quit.” Mickey moved in a trance. He could not tell how he changed and got back to the hall. Before he realized what had happened, he was standing on the floor and the whistle had blown. He saw the ball dimly as if he were in a trance and stretched out his hands. But the moment the ball was in his hands, he awoke to the realization of what he was doing and played as he had never played before. He forgot his smallness and spent his time in dodging the larger players. What were they shouting for? Had he really thrown a goal? Before he had time to ponder on this question, he was playing again. The rest of the team took heart when they saw how Mickey put his soul into his playing. The score was gradually climbing up to the opponent’s score. But Mickey paid no attention to the score, he only knew that he must make good. He heard the whistle and a confused uproar and one question was foremost in his mind. Had they won? In a moment, he felt himself being lifted to the shoulders of some of the tallest boys, and cries of Mickey! — Mickey!—Rah—Rah—Mickey!” rang in his ears as they carried him from the floor . It was at the supper given to the opposing team after the game. Mickey was still so dazed he could not eat. He was sitting at the end of the table, but he did not pay much attention to what his captain was saying, until he heard his own name mentioned. He sat up with a jerk in time to hear him say. And as Mickey won the cup for us. let’s all give him three cheers. The heartiness of those cheers was still ringing in his ears, when he slipped into dreamland that night. R. L. ’24. Page 34 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 CAPTURING A KANCAROO In the jungles of Autialia. me and my old pal Lou. Were hiic ! out tj an Englishman to capture a Kangaroo. Lou. he was a c w oy. I was just the same. For we worked back in Texas, where riding was the game. On Arabian steeds we did great deeds, as anyone else could do. For we’re the boys, full of joys, me and my old pal I ou. Lou he met a tiger. I met a huge green snake. Lou said to me in a whisper. “I believe we’ve made a mistake.” Of course. I had to admit I had lost my grit. And I whispered back to Lou. “Don’t you think we’d better quit?” Were we cowards? Yes. cowards, cowards through and through! Over in Australia, me and my old pal Lou. At night I sat by the camp-fire with my face down in my hands. Thinking of the freedom that was in those I exan sands. Lou broke the monotonous evening with his usual joke or two. How we were baffled by an Englishman, just to capture a Kangaroo. Early in the morning, I saw a Kangaroo, Like a flash of lightning. I woke my old pal Lou. With our saddles in our hands, and our rifles at our side. We wasted not a second, in starting for the ride. Then a leap in the saddle and a touch with the spur Off with a flash after Kangaroo fur. Swinging our lariats with a throw that was good and true We captured a Kangaroo, me and my old pal Lou. E. G. N.. 73. UP BEFORE THE EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE The stupid squad (about twenty boys and girls) is in the assembly. They are waiting to be called up before the Executive Committee. I unk. tunk. tunk—what is that? Oh! it is only a Freshman. What a relief, for eveiy' ody thought it was Mr. Sewell (the Executive Committee barker). Funk, tunk. tunk. again and this t me mouths fly open and eyes pop out. for Mr. Sewell looms up on the horizen. Which one will he take first? What will I say when they ask me why I didn't get my lessons? These arc only a few of the thoughts that pass through the minds of the stupid squad. Mr. Sewell picks his vict m and with head down and looking very frightened, the latter marches off after Mr. Sewell. His fellow stupids bid him farewell, many telling him they are praying for him. He enters t'-.e room where the Executive Committee meeting is being held. Mr. F. L. Walker. Jr., very cordially invites him to have a seat. Mr. Walker then informs Mr. Stupid that he is behind in some of h s studies. He then arks Mr. Stupid why this is and is furnished with some good reasons by Mr. Stupid. Mr. Walker then doles out some very good advice and a sentence of two hours after school every night for a morth or longer. I hen after the other members of the committee have made a few suggert ons, Mr. Stupid is excused. Mr. Stupid then returns to the assembly room, feehng down hearted bi t very much relieved. He answers all the questions of his fellow stupids, and waits to see them taken up and to hear their sentences. Let this be a warning. You studes to come. Should you be tempted to shirk. Remember, if your conscience won’t guide you. The Ex. Committee can sure do the work. F. N.. 74. EDITH ATTENDS THE FOOTBALL CAME “Oh. kid. was it good? Well. I’ve no throat left, and my hands are swollen twice their size from clapping. You’ve missed the grandest game that ever was. Gee. I wouldn t have stayed away for all the swell dresses on Broadway, and you know how much I want the pink one we saw in the Red River Lumber Co. s store window the other day. Say. wasn't that too darling for anything? I could get a big hat with pink feathers and—Oh. I know you want to hear all about T II E CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 35 the game, but you must have patience. I am trying to tell you about it just as fast as I can. Well, we won the toss, and then the excitement began. But say don’t you think that red and black arc magnificent school colors? Well. I do. Why. our boys looked too sweet for anything. You know what fine lookers they are anyway, but with those suits, why. they are—um—you know what I mean—Irresi tible. “Ch. Edith. I think you are horrid to say such a thing. Our boys are better looking than those others, and the red and black did show off lots better than the purple and gold. Well. I’m sure I’m getting to the game as fa: t as I can. Don't be so impatient. “Monk made the most beautiful kick, and Ken made a perfectly lovely touchdown Oh. the game was swell. ITie girl next to me had on the horridcst dress you ever saw. It was—Oh. very well, if you won’t wait. I can’t tell you anything abou� the game. You’re the most impatient person I ever knew. R. Mcl.. ’25. POINTS ON TRUTH Truth certainly is a beaut ful quality and I do not doubt that for most folks it’s a fine and bracing thing. As for me, I haven’t the const tution to dipe I it in its natural state. I rather like the edge taken off and t’s my cpinicn that if we told each other the exact truth, we would all be in a fight that would make game cocks look like a Peace convention. Now. I’ve been friends with Sally Jane for the last five years. We borrow back and forth, help each other in time of need and never a harsh word has passed between us. just because we haven't told one another the exact truth. Supposing, however. I sat down at Sally Jane’s table and gave my true word, that there was too much baking powder in her biscuits or that her pork chops were too greasy, instead of exclaiming over the fine way she prepares her food—where should I be? Or suppose that she. instead of telling me that my new dress certainly took her eye. informed me that it would I e scarcely respectable at a dog fight! Truth may be the very essence of our existence, but the bare truth at all times would leave us in extremely precarious positions. R. G.. ’23. A SCENE ON THE SEASHORE While in San Francisco last week I chanced to experience one of the far famed and beautiful sunsets on the Pac fic Ocean. As I lay in the sand. I was first attracted by the gathering of fluffy and luminous clouds. R e colored clouds fringed with flaming gold hovered about the horizon, whde farther up. those of vivid jade and violet rolled about. Fantastic dreim c ties with walls of alabaster arose, fading away into soft golden masses. Far out on the horizon, the great ball of fire gradually sank into the depths of the sea. As if to complete the picture, a stately ocean steamer sailed in front of the dying sun and thence on its way to the Orient. After the sun had sunk, great banks of fog be an to roll in from the water, chasing away the remaining glory of the sunset. A cool breeze spran up to welcome the coming night. I have seen wonderful sunsets in many places, but never will I forget this incomparable, glorious and ethereal scene R. J.. ’24. THEMES! I! It is certainly hard to write a theme. In the first place I do not like to write. I monkey around killing time trying to get out of it. The theme must be written so I start. The noise made by the students and teachers “crabbing” about the annual stops my flow of words and I must wait until they quiet down. The topic is very hard to choose. ITrere are so many that I can not pick the one I want. After I have picked my topic I start to write. The words come hard, they arc hard to make into sentences and paragraphs. After the theme is finished on scratch paper I must copy it on lined paper, on which I generally spoil it. After I have finished copying it I decide to call it a day. H. J. ’24. MUSIC HATH CHARMS—SOMETIMES Enter Mrs. Elias Jones. “John-e-e-e-e.“ she wails. Exit. Five minutes elapse before Mrs. Jones again appears. “John. she calls once again, this time sternly. Again exit. Page 36 THE CHIPMUNK lor 19 2 2 Another five minutes have elapsed when Mrs. Jones comes stomping out, hands on hips and a storm brewing on her usually peaceful face. John Smith Jones! and she stands on the porch tapping the floor. In a few minutes a small, dirty face peeps from under the steps. Presently a dog’s nose also peeps forth. Was you callin' me. Maw? pipes a small voice which issues from the freckled face. You'll think I’m callin’ you in a minute if you don’t git up here and practice yer violin lessons! Aw. heck. Spuds! what’d I answer her for any way. I guess she was peltin’ purty sore though, cause she called me by my full name. C’mon. I guc s I’ll have to go. ITien dog and boy wiggled from under the porch steps. They walked slowly and iaggingly up the steps and into the house. Johnnie emitting a loud and drawn-out sigh. “You needn’t sigh, young man. you ain’t practiced fer two days. You’ll have to practice fer an hour and a half. I’m goin’ over to Smith’s for a while and if you ain’t here and practicing when I get back, you’ll go to Sunday School fer two months. Thus. Mrs. Jones warned Johnnie. She then walked out of the house and into the street toward Mrs. Smith’s to have her regular afternoon gossip. Johnn:c, left forlornly alone, picked up the much despised violin and started practicing the scale. This did not appear to be very amusing, so he sat down to look over a magazine. “Hey, Johnnie, come on and go swimming with us, called a voice from outside and Johnnie promptly answered the “call of the wild.” Soon he was romping gleefully through fields toward the river with his companions and the ever-present Spuds. Violin and punishment were forgotten. When Mrs. Jones arrived home an hour later, she found the violin and music on the floor. At first she viewed the scene wralhfully but finally a smile stole over her plump countenance. As she started to straighten up the room, she said to herself. Music may have charms for some people but not for that boy. bless his bonny heart.” A MIDNIGHT VISITOR Slowly the hands of the old-fashioned clock in the parlor pointed to the hour of two-thirty A. M. A shadow passed the window and softly returned. A slight creaking noise, and the window was raised. A tall, slim man made his appearance. A flash light roamed about the room. Click, click, the safe would be open in a few minutes. What was that! A soft step was heard, growing louder and louder, a door slammed, and the window curtains flapped back and forth where the window remained open. The night grew black. A peal of thunder broke the still air and lightning flashed. The storm was at its height. The rain came down in torrents, the wind roared and shrieked, dashing the rain against the window panes. A voice and footsteps were again heard. All the while the man at the safe worked steadily. Ah. it was open, but what was this? Some one had got ahead of him. Such luck! In the room directly above. Mr. Smith smiled and said, half aloud, Beat you to it that time, old boy. Come again when the weather is better. L T., ’24. LAST CHANCE—LOST The pedestrian stood on the cover of a man-hole on Fourth and Market, undecided as to which way to go. From the north a large moving van roared toward him : from the south a large Stutz. someone’s pleasure car. tore along toward him. Fourth Street cars clanged from the east, while from the west came the entire east-bound traffic of Market Street, just “let loose by the traffic ifficer. Turning his eyes heavenward he beheld a large section of brick-front from a building rapidly falling. With a scream he wrenched the cover from the man-hole and dropped through just in time to be run over by a Subway car. E. C. ’24. G. C. ’24. THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Page 37 I he long, undulating plain was clothed in purple shadows, hazy and misty. Mile upon mile of desolate landscape stretched away without a single tree or mountain to relieve its bareness and bleakness. On this particular evening there was not even a cloud to change the monotony and reflect the rays of the glorious sun which had disappeared over the horizon. As the purple changed to dusk the stars began to make their appearance, cold and faint. The mist and maze gave way to the cold clear air which emphasized the unearthly silence that reigned supreme. E. W.. 73. The sun grew dimmer and dimmer as the haze spread over the heavens thicker and thicker. As the wind began to rise, an ominous threat seemed to be hidden in its wailing and moaning. A small, black cloud appeared above the distant mountains and suddenly, before it seemed possible, the black, threatening clouds came rolling in from all directions. Just at this moment a clap of thunder was heard, which gave one the impression of a bugle call, as the clouds all met in one big rush, like two armies meeting in battle. The ever increasing w'ind seemed to foretell the fierceness of the approaching storm, lire trees bent and swayed under the furious emotion of Aeolus. The air seemed filled with unseen forces each contending for mastery. Suddenly, as if in spite of Pate, the wind ceased, the sinister clouds lost their portentous looks and the following silence was so weird and subdued as to be awe-inspiring. In a second this was all changed. A flash of lightning, a loud clap of thunder, which struck terror to the heart of the listener, were followed by torrents of rain and hail the size of marbles. E. W. 73. ON THE JOYS OF CAMPINC OUT When you arrive at your camping place, the birds are singing and the sun is shining brightly, while below in the creek the fish can be seen striking steadily at humming Mayflies. Hurriedly you pitch your tent, but as you can find only four of the tent-pins, you postpone hunting for the rest of them, throw your provisions into the tent, grab your pole from under the back seat of the flivver and start for the creek. Cn arriving, after pulling a Sherlock Holmes on the jumping fish, you proceed at once to fall, face downward, into the prettiest pool on the river. After various exclamations you work down the river for about a half- mile. where you get some REAL fishing. A chill wind rises and whine through the tree tops—you arc too much interested in fishing to notice this. Clouds pile up. the moan of the wind grows louder, the sun drops from sight. You fish on. A drizzle starts. You fish on. The thunder growls louder and louder, the lightning begins to play, the sky grows steadily darker, and then BANG—the storm is on. By this time you have become aware that the vaguely uncomfortable feeling in your midrift is no longer vague, but has become distressingly apparent. So you do not feel a great sense of regret when you remember that the last meal you had has become ancient history and decide to return to camp and let history repeat itself. On the way back you slip from a wet log and fall into the only deep mudhole on the trail. After finishing the fifty mile tramp back. You arrive at camp—hungry, wet. and tired but with an undiminished vocabulary. The first sight to greet your eyes is the lent, which has collapsed, and is now a heap of muddy, water-soaked canvas. Again an exhibition of English. You next turn to the provisions, which now lie exposed to the storm. The flour, sugar, egg-powder, beans, salt and baking-powder have combined to make a wonderful batter. You turn weakly to your Ford, put up the top. drag out the collapsible oil-itove, light a match, and find that you have no coal-oil. Oh. well, you still have gas in the Ford. You fill the stove, light a match, and proceed to blow the whole thing to pieces. After trying in vain to make a fire with wet wood in the pouring rain, you decide to eat a fish raw. Open the creel, plunge in your hand, and half-heartedly curse. The fish is gone, as a result of your fall. Throwing your tent into the Ford you patiently (?) twist her tail for forty-five minutes, at the end of which time your car decides to go—on one cylinder. On returning home, for fear of being laughed at. you tell the fellows that the only reason you returned was because the surroundings had not been wild enough to suit you. G. C. 74. Page 38 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 SOME social functions are essential to high school life. Without them a school may become merely a monotonous round of work; only a machine to put forth the necessary requirements. Social life breaks the dullness and adds the bit of good fellowship and understanding requisite in a well rounded school. It makes the students more of a unit, with common pleasure as well as common work. However, it should not be overdone as too many social functions take the students’ thoughts away from the daily work and lower the standard of scholarship. R. G.. 23 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 39 FRESHMAN RECEPTION As usual, the first social function of the season was the Freshman recep- tion. The Frosh, with the memory of initiation still vivid in their mind, paraded into the Auditorium for their init al once over in the gentle art of dancing. They were most meek and proper, but not for long, however. T! c green color scheme seemed to reflect the freshness of its qualities, and together under the guiding and gentle influence of the hospital Upper Class- men, they soon thawed out and completely forgot their former terror and became almost human. By the time the supper dance was called our little 1 rcthers and sitters were about to receive the last ceremony of their initiation. 1 lorrors! The Fresh boys had to take the Upper CLASS GIRLS into :upper. It look no urging in the case of the upper class boys and Freshman r irh. Green ect. were served and the Froch were ceremoniously received into the fold of Westwood High. QUINCY DINNER It has always been the custom in our part of the woods to have a jolly rood t'me and a gct-acquainted party of our opponent in athletics. The first cr.c this year was the Quincy dinner. The Quincy teams arrived about ro'-r, Saturday. October 8th. and after we had gathered together and talked things over, for we had not reen each other for several months, we all adjourned to the Church parlors. At five o’clock dinner was served here to the rquads of the two schools. The upper class girls prepared and cooked the meal for the big family and the Freshmen served it. We had the tables decorated In geld and while, the Quincy colors, with favors for everyone. Between courses we sang songs and told stories and everyone voted the first dinner of t’ e year a great success. THE DUCK FEED Perhaps the most famous affair of the season in the way of eats was the Duck Feed. During the time our faculty was serving out a sentence in quarantine, some of the boys conceived the happy idea of a duck dinner for the entire school. The boys are the only ones that can really tell of the wild experience of that famous hunt and they won’t. It must have been exciting, judging from the new nicknames which suddenly became attached to various members of our student body. All the girls really know about the hunt is that it took place at Lake Almanor and they brought back about eighty ducks. What proportion of the “kill’ fell to each individual hunter is a dark secre-. hut the girls have their suspicions as to who should get the booby prize. The duty of picking and cleaning the fouls fell to the Frosh boys. T!c upper cla s girls cooked the dinner and the Freshmen girls served. Of the f rty who partx’patcd in the feed, net one failed to do his share. After several humorous and intere t ng speccher, the dinner was concluded an I voted a grand success. HY SKULE SIRKUS After the Christmas holidays we all came hack so full of pep and jazz we could hardly contain ourselves. Being badly in need of money, the happy idea truck someone, that we could work off a little excess enerry and ?t the same lime make some money for W. H. S. by putting on a Hy Skule Sirkus.” It proved to be the rensat on of the year. Side shows, bocth . wild animals and honest to goodness clowns, pink lemona Je. peanuts. popc rn and chewing gum. made up the most lively circus ever presented in We: twood. After the main show a space was cleared for a jitney dance. FEED AFTER REHEARSAL One evening after a rehearsal of Green Stockings, the cast was marched silently down to the domestic science room, where a nice surprise feed had been planned for them by the coach. It was a wonderful feed and all had a good time. GREEN STOCKING DANCE Green Stockings proved a tremendous success, so also, did the dance which followed its presentation. Everyone was feeling so elated they danced as if on air. We were sure the clock had been tampered with, when the orchestra began “Home Sweet Home. Page 40 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 GREEN STOCKING BANQUET A week after the play a banquet was given by the faculty in honor of the cast. Upon the novel place cards were written lines most characteristic of the different members of the cast. An excellent dinner was served, followed by short speeches from cast and faculty. Beginning the second semester it was proposed that we give a dance or enteitainment every two weeks. lire idea was speedily adopted and as a result we’ve had some jolly times in the Auditorium. The eighth graders have also been invited so as to cause us less worry and trouble next year. The most popular of these dances was the Freshmen’s Birthday Celebra- tion. Would you believe it? Students, teachers and even the high brow seniors donned kiddies' clothes and entered with remarkable spirit into the games. We had a ripping time enjoying immensely the original program and the so properly selected lunch. We arc most grateful to the Freshmen for their efforts. BENEFIT DANCE In April the Executive Committee gave a benefit dance for the sole survivor of the disastrous wreck in Red Bluff. We more than went “over the top. and managed to give a considerable sum to the fund. SUSANVILLE DANCE AND BANQUET After the Westwood-Susanville basketball game a dance was given in honor of the Susanville teams. This was concluded with an elaborate banquet at the Westwood Club. The room was decorated with the Susanville and Westwood colors and the members of the schools found their places at the tables by the favors in their school colors. The High School and Eighth Grade teams and members of the faculty of beth schools were present, one hundred and twenty-five being seated at the tables. After a delightful supper had keen enjoyed by all. Mr. Sewell gave us a short speech and acted as toast master. Very enjoyable speeches were made by Mr. Landrum. Mrs. Wilson and Miss Nutting of Susanville. SKATING PARTY AT GOODRICH LAKE We all waited anxiously for the thermometer to drop to the freezing point this fall. Just as soon as we thought the ice thick enough to hold us. a skating party was planned. On Friday evening a crowd met at school and eight machines, loaded to their limits, started for Goodrich Lake. The ice was smocth as glass and we sailed along in great style. Four of our number were unfortunate enough to venture too far and were rather surprised at finding themselves at the bottom of the lake. Such an experience, however, did not dampen their spirits, for we had a huge bonfire and very soon were thoroughly dried out. Jmt before midnight a savory odor found its way over the ice and no dinner bell was need to call the skaters in. Hot dog sandwiches, pickles and coffee were served to the hungry crowd. TAMALE FEED Late in the fall we were fortunate enough to have the California wrestling team give an exhibition match in the auditorium. A dance was given in their honor and at eleven-thirty we all went over to the Club to a Tamale Feed. Dancing, not to mention wrestling, is a strenuous occupation, so everyone enjoyed the feed immensely. ALTURAS DANCE. FEED AND RALLY The night of the Alturas game we had a jolly time. Ask the Alturas teams if you want to know about the bonfire; or ask the boys, it took them two days to build it. After the game we danced for a couple of hours and then went over to the school house. The sight of the enormous fire was wonderful against the white background of snow-covered trees. Hot dogs, chocolate and cake ended the jolly gathering about twelve-thirty, for the Alturas teams had a hard day before them. Heavy snow had been falling for several days which meant they would have to fight snow going over the summit. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 41 SOPHOMORE HOP The Sophomores truly showed their idea of good form in giving a Vice Versa and Backward party. The girls, midst continuous blushes, took matters in hand and in their most manly manner asked the boys to struggle through dances. The Hick orchestra rendered several selections, and a good lunch was rerved. The party may well be called a howling success. For the future we anticipate the Junior Prom, the Senior Ball and the Alumni Reception. R. C.. ’23 Page 42 THE CHIPMUNK for 9 2 2 DRAMATICS is not only important to the school, but to the individual pupils as well. It teaches them to have confidence in themselves, and to stand out alone and speak. It creates initiative and encourages responsibility. It is of commercial value to the school. It helps provide money for athletics and other school activities. It gives pleasure to the public and gives them an idea of the talent and ability of the pupils of the school. Dramatics also give pleasure to the pupils taking part; they know that they carry a responsibility, and are proud to think that they are capable of it. R. L. 24. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 43 Dramatics I'hc first play given by the Westwood High School this year was “Green Stockings an English comedy. It was filled with “pep” from start to finish and was earned off in a creditable manner due to the able help of our director. Mrs. Ehy. and the faculty. Each and every member took his part well. A large and appreciative audience attended and thanks is due them for their loyal support to all theatricals put on by this High School. GREEN STOCKINGS Cast Ingerman Jacobsen Colonel Smith Kenneth Walker Henry Steele Augustus Dixon George Chipman Stanley Davis Beatrice Eckert Agnes Israclson Lady Trcnchard Ethel Bonney Mrs. Chisholm Faraday Margaret Jacobsen Synopsis The plot of this play dealt with the custom whereby an elder sister is compelled to wear green stockings at the wedding of a younger sister, provided she herself happens to be unmarried or unbetrothed. After having worn the green stockings twice, Celia Faraday rebelled when the time approached for her to wear them the third time. She therefore invented a sweetheart who bore the name of Smith and excused his non-appearance by saying that immediately after they had become engaged he had been obliged to sail for South Africa. Many amusing complications arose, especially when the name she thought was purely fictitious was borne by an officer in the service, who turned up under an assumed name. His interview w th Celia afforded much entertain- ment and ended most happily. t ELIZA COMES TO STAY Th:s play is to be presented after our annual has gone to press, but by present indications it will be a great success. Between acts two short skits, a Spanish and a Latin, will be preserted. Cast The Hon. Sandy Verrall Alexander Stoop Verrall Montague Jordan Herbert, a valet ....... Lady Pennybrokc Miss Vera Lawrence Mrs. Alloway Dorothy................. Synopsis This play is filled with laughable situations. Sandy Verrall. whose life was once saved by a Salvation Army man. accepts the care of his daughter. Eliza, when the father dies. Instead of a child as he expects, she is a woman grown. She immediately takes a great fancy to Sandy and showers her attentions upon him. In despair he departs to join his sweetheart only to have her marry his uncle. After a month’s absence Verrall returns to find a decided change in his ward. He falls in love with Eliza just in time for the final curtain. Erwin Morrison Carl Allen Hans Jacobsen ....John Carniato ........Elsie Stout Mildred Garrett Lee Norah Roberts Lydia McKinney Page 44 THE CHIPMUNK for 19 2 2 SPANISH SKIT “Uno de Elios Dcbe Casarse” (One of them must be married) Tia Maria...................................Edith Williford Sr. Professor Juan Ruiz....... Kenneth Walker Sr. Professor Diego Ruiz......................Roy Mitchell Luisa.......................................Agnes Israclson Synopsis Don D:ego y Don Juan son tan intersados cn sus libros que aun no oycn a su tia cuando los llaman all almuerzo. 1 ia Maria pierde la paciencia y dice, “Uno de vosotros debe casarse.” Se decide por la loteria que Don D:ego dcbe declararsc a Luisa, una joven a quien el conoce pero a quien se recomenda mucho por Tia Maria. Don Diego es muy timida y por eso Don Juan dice el le dare una leccion y entonces el puede imitarle. Pero la leccion es muy larga y al fin. a la rorpresa de Don Diego. Don Juan le introduce a Luisa como su novia. Situlae (Buckets) Synopsis Marcus ct Gains, pucri Romani, situlam, in qua saxa insunt, ad portum ferunt. Onere defessi, in horto sedent atque situlam ibi condere, dum aestus minor sit. constituunt. Pala inventa terraque effosa, situlam abscondunt atque locum foliis diligenter tegunt. Philto. bomo avarus, Doridi servoc sute irascitur, quod suspicatur ne quid de auri sui latebris ea cognoscat. Itaque thensaurum sub terra in horto condit. Marcus ct Gaius nunc ad situlam effodiendam ad hortum redeunt; situla Philtonis forte inventa, hanc ad portum ferunt ubi Titus, frater Gaii, aurum, non saxa, in situla invenit. Interca Philto. Doridem suspicatus, aurum effodere vult. Sed id invenire non potest! Ira ac dolore paene exanimatus, ab Doride ct Syra ad vitam reducitur. Auxilio eorum situla puerorum invenitur. Errore tamen mox viso, Philto damni causa vehementer ira comotus est. Tum Titus in scaena conspicitur; duo pueri, situlam assere ferentes, eum sequuntur. Situla visa. Philto gaudio confectus est. Sed cum viginti aurei rogantur, distrahitur. Vix compos mentis unum aurum offert, deinde duo; re in longinquum tempus dilata, ad extremum inter gemitus multos viginti aurei lente dinumerantur. Philto pronus in terra super situlam dclabitur. ut eam vita ipsa defendat. I itus autem se alteros viginti ei exigere oportuisse arbitratur. Philto—a miser............ Doris—maid servant of Philto Syra—maid servant of neighbor Gauis—a young lad......... Marcus—a friend of Gauis Titus—older brother of Gaius. Geruli—two porters........ .....Georgius Segmen Vir Maxima Forca ............Ethella Felica Stanlaeius Davis .............Editha Coil Fredericus Davis ..Leslaeus Filius Torgeris et Johannes Carniato THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Page 45 ALUMNI The alumni of the Westwood High School is still in its infancy, being only four years old. The first class to graduate in the present building was the class of 1918. The class of 1918 could only boast of one lone member. We have been growing, however, ever since. The alumni is not a very large organization because our numbers have been badly scattered. Even though we are small in number now. we are gradually growing into a strong organization. Hie Alumni Reception will be given as usual this spring with the co-operation of the High School Faculty. 1 he enrollment of the Alumni Association of the Westwood High School follows: Harry Lindcrsmith. ’18 Stanford Romona Woodward. ’19 College of Pacific Enock Israelson. 70 u. c. u. c. Vern Ricketts. 70 u. c. u. c. Bess Coil. 70 Westwood Elizabeth McIntosh. 70 R. R. L. Co. Evelyn Chase. 71 R. R. L. Co. Jennie Johnson. 71 Mildred Dixon. 71 R. R. L. Co. Emily Newton. 71 R. R. L. C. Jens Jacobsen, 71 R. R. L. Co. Ingerman Jacobsen. 71 — R. R. L. Co. I. J.. 71. Page 46 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 e p c nit Wood nymph b 5 wWbhoe n$ Three of tf Hind. C in J I .... . Pottb $ A T-f • - v Po A r ise M 1 “Edie ' Hick On the fence Pitt riven bridge Off for 6 Trip THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 47 ATHLETICS is a vital necessity to any school. It is as necessary to the student as the most impoitant academic subject. It is the one great inducement to many students to continue their school work. It promotes good fellowship as well as good sportsmanship, which alone is a great factor. It helps physically as well as morally, and since the student must maintain a ceitain scholarship standard to participate in athletics, it is a large asset to any school. A. I.. 23. Page 48 THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Top row (left to right)—Prof. Erbes. Boob Beech. Ken Walker. Fritz Jacobsen. Ed Sewell. Lower row—Cub Walker, Johnnie Carniato. Monk Morrison. Harry Mitchell. Mahooley Dixon. Top row (left to right)—Ada Conklin. Dot Dix. Mona Severns. Miss Neill. Cap Quigley. Edith Williford. Chubby Lamson. Lower row—Lee Roberts. Peggy Jacobsen. Aggie Israclson. Vera Jones, Ethel Bonney. Mildred Garrett. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Page 49 Athletics BOYS’ ATHLETICS Westwood High School may well be proud of the teams that were put on the field this year as the sportsmanship and willingness to participate in school sports was very great. Out of the twenty boys enrolled, about fifteen turned out for basketball, the opening sport at Westwood. Early in the term, under the supervision of Mr. Sewell, a basket ball team of ten players was organized. Shortly after we had completed our organization a league was formed including a number of High schools in Lassen. Plumas and Modoc Counties. Because of the great distances between some of the schools, the schools were divided into a northern and southern league and the champions of the two sections to play a final game for the Championship of the Northern Counties. T he southern section was composed of Susanville. Quincy. McArthur and Westwood. Those of the northern section were Alturas. Cedarville and Lakeview. The first game was played with Susanville in Susanville. October I, 1921. with a score of Susanville, 26; Westwood. 36. According to the schedule arranged by the officers of the league one game was played each week, with the exception of Institute week, with the following results: McArthur vs. Westivood Score: McArthur. 18; Westwood. 25 Quincy vs. Westrvood at Westwood Score: Quincy. 18; Westwood. 33 McArthur vs. Westwood at Westwood Game forfeited because McArthur failed to appear. A game was substituted with the town team. Score: Town. 29; Westwood. 18 Susanville vs. WeslTPOod Score: Susanville, 18; Westwood, 36 Westrvood vs. Quincy at Quincy Postponed indefinitely on account of an epidemic. This completed the Southern section’s schedule with Westwood winning the Championship. The Northern half completed their schedule somewhat later than the Southern section, with Alturas winning the championship. The final game was played between Alturas and Westwood at Westwood. December 22. At the end of the first half the score was Alturas. 14; W. H. S., II, and the score of the second half was Alturas. 27: W. H. S.. 19. Alturas won the championship, but Westwood is determined to lake it next year. WRESTLING Westwood High School went in for a new sport this year when a wrestling team was organized. This team did some very creditable work and although they had no competitive matches, several times the members of this team gave public exhibitions of their work. INDOOR BASEBALL An indoor baseball team was also organized. There was not as much interest shown around town in this sport this year as last, but a number of games were played, with W. H. S. very often on top. Page 50 THE CHIPMUNK lor 922 TRACK As this Annual is going to press the track team is starting its training. Die first meet in which they will compete is a four-cornered one to be held in Quincy. May 26. between Quincy. Live Oak. Loyalton and Westwood. The trophy offered is a silver cup. A league track meet, the date not yet decided, will be held between the schools of the league that participated in basketball. Plans arc also under way for a dual track meet between the High School in College City and W. H. S. at Westwood, with a wrestling match at night. W. H. S. has had a highly successful athletic year, but the credit is due. not only to the Athletic Coach, but to the wonderful co-operation of the boys and girls of Westwood High School. L. D.. ’22. CIRLS ATHLETICS Basket ball started the girls’ athletic season with a bang. Did we do ourselves credit) Well, we’ll say we did. Our first game was played with Susanville in Susanville and ended with the score of 28 to 18 in our favor. This taste of victory was only a sample and we soon set out for more. We started out for McArthur and although our opponents proved themselves a hard bunch, we proved ourselves a bit harder. You see we had to keep up the good “rep we had started and we did it. too. but we’ll say for McArthur that they are both good players and good sports. The score was 33 to 15 in our favor. Quincy, not satisfied with letting us stay on top. came to Westwood and endeavored to take our pride down a peg or two. but true to our past record, we again gained a victory. Although the game was easily won we did not “strut because we realized that with a little more practice the Quincy girls would be a difficult team to defeat. The score was 29 to 4. The games with Quincy and McArthur could not be returned on account of epidemic in Westwood. However, we played another game with Susanville for championship in our section. All the pep and jazz in America seemed to be concentrated in this one game. It was fast and furious from start to finish, both teams endeavoring to win the right to go up against Alturas. At the end of the fourth quarter the score was tied. I 7 to I 7. It wras agreed to play five minutes longer and at the end of this time it was still tied 18 to 18. We decided to call it a day and quit. In spite of this tie we had won the championship of our section and finally met our Waterloo in Alturas, the champion of the Northern section. We did our best, but they had the edge on us. We were decisively defeated by a score of 43 to 16. E. W.. ’23. THE CHIPMUNK lor 19 2 2 Page 5 Tweet Iwat: “Gee, kid. you’re a rotten dancer.” Cub: Who «aid you were good enough to know the difference?” Balled Oul Mildred L: Football is an awfully rough game. Do the players get killed very often? Cub: No. dear, only once. Dirt Lewis E. (on the trip to McArthur): We’re going to hit forty in a minute. Are you afraid? Peggy (swallowing much dust): “No. indeed. I’m full of grit. “That seems to cover the situation. he remarked as the buxom damsel sat down on the fly paper.—Puppet. Chipman: Hi. boy. Big Doggie: Lo. A fellow once thought he was clever. And took his girl out in a flivver. But the foolish young cheese fried to steer with his knees. So they pulled them both out of the river.—Widow Expectant Mr. Ehy: “Sewell, were you ever sick while you were in France? Mr. Sewell: Yeh. I had the flu so had that I used to look in the casualty every morning for my own name. Page 52 THE CHIPMUNK for 1 922 Soph: Did you yell at me down town, sir?” Mr. Miller: “No. Soph: “Some bum did. A man ordered chicken in the club, after being served and trying to pierce the crisp breast of the fowl he called the waiter and said: “This chicken must have been an incubator chicken. Waiter: How can you tell? He. “Any chicken that ever had a mother would never be as tough Dry Goods Clerk: “Lily Maud Birdsong must be popular. Customer: Why? D. G. C.: She buys more hair nets than any girl in town. as this chicken is. Why don’t you pick up your feet? she asked Of the would be dancing hound. I weet Twat: I wonder if he’ll miss me when I go back East? Doggie: If he dees, he ought not to be trusted with a gun . “I do. he said, “but I cannot find A place to put them down. Junior: ‘There are thirty odd Freshmen this year. Senior: “Yes every one of them is.” Miss Neill: What is the most memorable date in History? Fred N.: The one Anthony had with Cleopatra. Edith W.: I want to dance the worst way. Aggie I.: “Naughty, you will le classed the same as the wops.” Mr. Miller (In Algebra) : Your recitation reminds me of Quebec. Jack: Why so. Mr. Miller?” A taxation on brains in our Freshmen class would be “taxation without representation. Mr. Miller: “Because it’s founded on a tall bluff. She used to sit upon his lap As happy as could be. Pat (to his friend on his first trip across the Atlantic) : Mike I believe the ship is sinking. Mike: “Faith or Begory just let ‘er sink: she ain’t ours. But now it makes her seasick— He has water on his knee. —Black and Blue Jay. So wonderful she seemed to me, I wished that we were wed: Her teeth were solid ivory, Alas! So was her head. Doggie: “Dad. when I graduate I’m going to follow my literary bend and write for money. Mr. Dixon: Well. son. you ought to be successful. That’s all you’ve been doing since you started to school. THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Page 53 Monk: My father is King around our house.” Boob: “Why don’t you put your foot where it belongs? Ken. “Yes. I know. I was there the night your mother crowned him. Cub: “If I did you wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week. She: You do pretty well in a pinch. Me: I do better in a squeeze.” Bobbed hair is not so bad Mr. Miller (after a long and winded proof) : And now we find that When once you stop to reck That nowadays the Freshman Has got to wash her neck. X equals 0. Widow. Boob: “Gosh, all that work for nothing. Aggie: I wouldn't marry the handsomest man that ever lived. The kiss with microbes now is filled. Ken: “That’s too bad. I was just going to propose.” 1 hen let me with microbes now be killed. —Adopted. w Mrs. Eby: Have you ever read ‘To a Waterfowl?’ Disarmament Lewis E.: No, I could never catch one.” I he President (a few years hence): “Where's the army?” « The Secretary of War: He's gone out rowing in the navy. Miss Kellar: “Take this sentence: Let the cow be taken out of the lot. What mood? Mutt Jensen: The cow. (mooed). “Pretty soft, said the Frosh as he scratched his head. —Orange Peel. Way Down Yonder ???? Ken: I saw a nigger funeral today and behind the hearse walked Miss Kellar (reading a problem in Commercial Arithmetic): a number of mourners with pails. Edith W.: Why the pails? Reduce 972 minutes to feet. Ken: “Going black burying. Sad I hat ends my tail, said the Monkey as he backed into the lawn- Mrs. Eby: Young lady, you may leave the room. mower.—Orange Owl. Mildred L.: Well, 1 hardly expected to take it with me.” P a g e 54 THE CHIPMUNK for 922 Fred D.: “Do you like bananas?” Little Doggie: No. I still stick to the old fashioned nightshirts. Mrs. F.: “What makes the tower of Pisa lean?” Beatrice: “If I knew I would take some myself. “He was driven to his grave.” Sure he was. Did you expect him to walk. —Lord Jeff. Ruth Gadehon: “What did you say?” Tweet Twat: “Nothing. Ruth: I know that, but I wondered how you expressed it this time. Eby (after a flock of Mallards had just flown by): “You know there ducks seem awfully scared of me. don’t they? Sewell (after dropping three out of the flock): “ They certainly do. hut it hardly seems necessary. They say cats have nine lives, but frogs croak every night. A man walked into the barber shop and was greeted by the proprietor, who said: “I hear you have a new baby boy up at your house. What do you call him?” New Father: Well. I called him several names last night while I was walking the floor with him. but I don’t think my wife would approve of any of them.” She: Don’t you think that talkative women are the most popular? He: What other kinds are there? Questions and Answers Whom does “Monkey” like? Now we just wonder! And Kenneth’s favorite song? “Get out and get under.” Whose smile is the brightest? Why. Aggie’s of course! Edith’s attitude toward Latin? “It couldn't be worse! !” Why is Leslie so girlish? Oh. that’s just his way. (He really can’t help it— At least so they say). Why does Ada like study hall? Ask a certain H. M. of this school. Who is the mort studious? Ruth Wilson is. as a rule. Who uses lots of slang? Poor George, he’s always in Dutch. Is “Cub a good president? Well, we’d say as much! Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera There are questions like these galore But some people are easily offended And we don’t want any sore. —E. C. ’24. THE CHIPMUNK for 9 2 2 Page 55 George C.: “Why the absent look? Bun Davis: “I can swear as well as my big brother.” Stanley D.: I am looking for someone who is not here. Glen Eckert: That’s nothing! I can swear as well as my big sister.” Lament In Freshman English 1 ears there were in the potato’s eyes. 1 he cabbage hung its head. Mona: I love to hear Ollie talk baby talk. Hank S.: “Me. too; but not to a dog. Sadness reigned in the cellar that night. For the mother of vinegar was dead. How can I drive a nail without hitting my finger. ■ l-et your wife hold it. What makes the climate of California so warm? The mountain ranges. S. P. C. A. I kicked a mongrel cur. Dicl(shitncr ) He uttered a mournful wail. Ken: I saw you reading the dictionary. Did you find it interesting? Monk: “No, amusing. You sec. the dictionary and I spell words so Where did I kick him, sir? Oh! Thereby hangs a tale.—Exchange. differently. Back Five Louis D' My. but that’s a beautiful arm you have. Aggie: Yes. 1 got that playing basketball. Ruth W.: “Little Doggie stole a kiss from me last night.” Vera J.: “I guess you’ll find him a pretty honest fellow.” Louis: Did you ever play football?’’ « Ver f Good Maxine: Does Ruth pencil her eyebrows?” Prof.: Give me a good example of a coincidence. Edith C.: “That evidently is where she draws the line. Frosh: My father and mother were married the same day. Page 56 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Ldith: “Frank says he just loves to play with my hair. Peggy: Then why don’t you let him take it home with him? Bill: “Hello Jack, how's all the hogs? Peggy (sentimentally) : “Lewis, do you know that in some regards you are dove-like? Lewis (interested) : Tell me. dear, is that so? Peggy (brutally): Yes. pigeon-toed. Boarder from Agy College: Fine, how’s all your folks?” Doc Davis: I see you’re back. ‘Doris: “A-ha-a, still fooling with that X-ray. Knot� the Lad}) Student: Has not fortune ever knocked at your door? Beggar: He did once, but I was out; ever since he has sent his daughter. Louis D.: You see. Monk, they make the hour glass small in the middle to show the waist of time.” Student: His daughter, who is she?” Beggar: “Why, Miss Foitunc, of course. —Beaupot. « � Monk: “What have you got your pants on wrong side out for?” Harry: “Cause I’m going to dance tonight and I want to get the bag oi.t of the knees. Stranger (passing through the country): Little boy. is your father home? Little Boy: Uh huh. he’s out in the pig pen. you’ll know him. he’s got his hat on.” Ehp Ruth rode in my new Chevrolet On the seat in back of me, I took a bump at forty-five And rode on ruthlessly. Prof.: And what kind of trousers did Adam wear?” Stud: Musta been breeches of promise. Noble Senior Kate: I found a button in my salad.” Duplicate: It came off of the dressing, I suppose. You can always tell a Freshman And put him down as such. You can always tell a Freshman But you can not tell him much. THE CHIPMUNK for 19 2 2 Clay: “I dreamt that I died last night. Frances: “What woke you up? Clay: The heat.” Little Boscoe: Will you give me something for my head? Druggist: I wouldn’t take it as a gift. Ruth Jensen: This Italian coin smells just like garlic. Johnny: “Yes. my dear, most Latin quarters do.” No Luck Miss Ball: I always look under the bed before I retire. Miss (Cellar: “So do I, but I never have any luck. Page 57 What: He kissed her where she stood.” Nott: “Sort of a sole kiss, eh? —Widow. I used to be bashful. But so good I have grown That I love other men’s sisters As well as my own. Inside Stuff Doc (at Hi Skulc Sircus in hospital booth) : Are you in pain, my man?” Patient: No. the pain’s in me.” Page 58 THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 Advice to the March Winds or A SPRINC LAMENT By Mrs. Grundy Once more with strong and piercing blast The March Winds blow again. Sweep o’er the land with breathless speed And hold their stormy reign. Be careful. Winds of Aeolus. Men like your carefree ways; Your “quips and cranks and wanton wiles,” Their expectations raise. What nods and becks and wreathed smiles.” They greet you with anon. For skirts seem fit for Fiji Isles When blowing here and yon. When I was young a dainty foot Was really quite a treat But now no flapper’s skirt begins A foot above her feet. So the wind that blows will now disclose More than it did of yore And I blush to confess that maidens dress Is rather less than more. Then—welcome, gusty visitors. But one thing I entreat; That men may have illusions left O. March Winds—be discreet! —Widow. THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 P a g e 59 Page 60 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 Horoscope Name Nickname Appearance Pastime Pet Expression Ambition Louis Dixon Mahooly Lanky Herding Frosh What do ya mean? I o be a navigator Lilly Maud Birdsong Tweet I wa Abbreviated Amusing Freshmen Study period O’ foah Heavens sakes! To be in grand opera Lee Norah Roberts Lee Babyish Being good Oh! Dam! To be a stenographer Fletcher Walker Cub Sweet Bossing Frosh Ye Greasy Gods! I o be an engineer To be a fancy dancer Lewis Erbes Prof. Erfces “Cute” Spent with Peggy God Bless my soul! Margaret Jacobsen Peggy Petite Shooting craps ’ 1 isn’ teither 1 o be a cartoonist Augustus Dixon Doggie Drawn out Swearing Down at Pacific we— To be a pessimist Bernice Houghton Bemie Quiet Contradicting Miss Neill Aw-w! I o be a senior Agnes Israclson Aggie Sweet Capturing another girl's beau Thrills! 1 o be a 1 lick” Mildred Garrett Freckles Business-like Writing checks Can't he socially annoyed To be a bank clerk Ruth Gadehon 1 errible Swede Attractive Dragging down ones Ask Monk I o train a monkey Agnes Johnson Aggie Swedish Studying Pit! Pit! To graduate Vera Jones Vera All right Ditto Yes? I o play jazz Carl Allen Hick Tiny Eating Goobers C-ome off 'I o step out with a certain Junior To be an M. D. Erwin Morrison Monkey Rough Gazing at Ruth G. Vaya! Vaya! Capitola Quigley Cap Rushed Being late Fer th love of Pete To marry a prize fighter Joyce Ricketts loy Pleasant Spent at the switchboard Hey! Don! To get thin Mona Scverns Pencils Slender Chewing gum Oh! Heck! To be a vamp Kenneth Walker Ken Han’some Killing time Come on now Heart breaker Edith Williford Eddie Neat Spent before a mirror Oh! the d-dickens To go to Panama Ruth Wilson Ruth Assured Typing Cencored 1 o be a debator Ada Conklin Spud Good-looking Spent with Harry Oh! Man! Soc:al butterfly George Chipman Chipmunk Crooked Writing delayed themes Zounds! To be a big bug Leslie I orgerson Sister lx oks it Playing piano Say How'd ja get that To be a “Pad” Ruth Jensen Rufus Nice Reading sport pages Gee! ! To fee the world series ball Reta Lowe Reta lazzy Spent with a soda squirt Don’t tell anybody games To be a star Beatrice Eckert Dizzy Infant Fat Swearing Censored To marry Wobbles Grace Grady Gracie Powerful Giggling Oh! Bov! I o settle down Viola Dunn “Vic” Pleasing Sugar Pine office Good Gosh! I o be 18 Roy Mitchell Gingle Thin Grinning ? ? To be a banker Hans Jacobsen Most anything Smiling Wasting time Heck! I can’t get this I o gel married John Camiato Juan Good-natured Studying Oh! Latin teacher Mabel Calender May Small Typing Gee No! To type well THE CHIPMUNK lor 1922 P a g e 61 Horoscope—Continued Name Nickname Appearance Pastime Pet Expression Ambition Edith Coil Maud Snappy Acting crazy Golly, Gee I o act crazier Stanley Davis Stan Reserved Spent with a saxaphone Go to H-alifax To catch a drake Winifred Rodman Winnie lolly Spent with Ingie Can’t be bothered I o be another Jacobson Fred Niepoth Potts Silly Spent in detention Well. I wuz Minus Quantity Joe Enos Joe Quiet Doing Algebra I’ll say I o be a Math shark Clay Fisher Fish Sleepy Doing nothing Not on your life To lay around Mildred Lamson Chubby Sarcastic d rying to bluff Ex. Com. It sure is the cat’s pajamas To he famous Maxine Forcum Midget Frenchy Bragging Oyah poor soup! “To be the thing” Leona Sommers Shrimp Pretty Dancing Holy Ned! I o live in Greenwich village Albertha Hayes Al Tall Spent in detention Aw. Say kid! To quit school Milton Jensen Mutt Like any Frosh Fooling around Listen here, kid To own a store Ethel Bonney Big Bonney Bored Same as Leona’s Aw-w-w To be an artist Alice Hall Pickles Hard-boiled Doing Shorthand Oh. You poor sap To weigh 90 pounds Lois McIntyre Mac Nifty Spent with Tex Oh. Heck! To be an office girl I unius Dixon Little Doggie Corn-fed Asking foolish questions Hot Dog! To be a pug Frances Simpson Frankifus Simple Quarreling Oh! I didn’t mean anythin To be a Soph Elsie Stout Elbe Pleasant Studying Say. Kid To live on Birch St. Pearl Peck Pearl Large Solving commercial problems Missing To grow thin I ydia McKinney Red Pink Blushing Did you hear about? To be nice Fred Davis Bun Meek Doing Latin I don’t know To be a doctor Harry Mitchell Crab Cheerful Crabbing Next dance is ours? To be a matinee idol Rita McIntyre Little Mac Young Asking questions Whut? To grow up Maryann Martin Goofy Gus Bright Disagreeing with Maxine Is that right? To be a housewife Dorothy Dix Dot Blonde Riding with Earl She said— To be an Old Maid Laura Chaffin Fatty Comfortable Looking wise Oh! No! To dance Arthur Hewitt Jack Tough Cutting study hall I betcha I do Plant guard Arvid Sangster Boscoe Nutty Acting up Uh! 1 hen. I here — To be a conductor Grace Lowry Grace Quiet Doing bookkeeping Oh! Goodness! To be a bookkeeper Page 62 THE CHIPMUNK for 1922 AUTOGRAPHS o II 8. Ororkrr Co Inr 8mu� m«. Cfeliforni - Inf .