Yakima High School - Wigwam Yearbook (Yakima, WA)

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Trzie Poem MY TRAVELS I I've traveled wide plains in a wagon, In a ship I've plowed the sea: With the eagle, I've vied in an airshipg On a horse galloped over the lea. In a submarine under the wavelets, I've fought with a Viking crew bold. I've driven a hack and an automobile, And been drawn in a chariot of gold. Like a gypsy, I roam, Yet I never leave home. II I've visited Rome's golden splendor: I've seen waving fields of corn, And in cold wintry nights in the Northland, In a sled by dogs I've been borne. Ten back to the warm, sunny Southland, With palms and a tropical moon, Made my way through the gloomy, green gungle, And heard savage drums beat in tune. Like a tramp, I roam, But I never leave home. III I've traveled the dry, sultry deserts, And I've slept with the stars overhead. Near a cool, trickling brook, in the forest, Of pine boughs I've oft made my bed. I've lived in weird haunted houses, In cellars and tenements bare: I've visited far, distant planets And places to some folks so rare. In a dream boat I ride, Still at home I abide. IV I'm a lover of books, and a dreamer of dreams, My travels are all made in storyg And ever anon the open road calls, And I seek on its paths my own glory. The shadowy highway beckons to me- In my chariot of dreams I ride To regions of fabulous countries, To places where strange folk abide. A traveler I make my way, But always at home I stay. -JEANNE BLOCH, '31Vz

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WALNUT STREET ENTRANCE

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LOLOMI Ofdm in isftra tion To our Senior High School Students: Greetings-- The crest of the hill is now within our view. Many times during the year as we have travelled along the road, attempts have been made to draw our attention from our objective. We have tried--some of us, strenu- ously--to move always on- ward and upward. Now that we have almost reached the end of our year's journey, I hope that each of us may feel that it is wonderfully pleasant and exceedingly profitable. A. C. DA VIS, Superintendent -Three years of high school life pass quickly. Sopho- mares yesterdayg juniors to- dayg tomorrow, Seniors, then--gone. Yet there re- mains within the school an elusive, intangible, indefin- able atmosphere which they have fostered, and of which they have an integral part-- the spirit of Yakima High. It is this spirit, characterized by kindly courtesy, by thoughtful friendliness, by loyal courage, by unselfish ambition, which brings the students of our school to stern realization and suc- cessful accomplishment. The spirit of Yakima High! May it continue to foster and de- velop strong scholarship and true character as classes come and go through the years! R. K. KES TER, Principal