Banning High School - San Gorgonian Yearbook (Banning, CA)

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CLASS HISTORY The day had been one of incessant toil as we climbed through the nearly trackless Himalayan jungles. The alti- tude had tempered the tropical heat but the rarified air made it necessary for us to rest frequently. Toward evening a light breeze sprang up from the west, around the summit of Kar Ngai, and whispered beseechingly through the luxurious growth of the forest. Just as the sun was setting—a golden disk shedding a glow on the velveth purple mountains—we reached our des- tination, a hermitage on a narrow shelf in the cliff. The hermit, an old man with long flowing white beard and hair, and a pair of deep-set eyes that smouldered like coals of fire, came out to greet us and bade my companion and me de- posit our packs beside the door and rest. The sun having set, darkness came almost immediately and the stars shone out all at once, as it were. While we partook of the frugal meal set before us by the servant, we told the hermit of how we had heard in many lands of his wisdom and knowledge of all things, and how we had resolved to make this trip to India to see him. “Ah, my children,” he said, “Stay with me this night and I will show you many things.’”’ ‘“‘Sit you here on these tiger- skins and look upon the stars of heaven while I gaze within this crystal globe and tell you of your youth. After a long pause during which silence reigned supreme, he began “T see a large building—TI see not clearly yet— ivy grows over the bricks—upon it is inscribed the legend— Banning Union High School. The day in September is warm and among others I| see fourteen children to whom the place is strange. I hear remarks made by the others of green— Frosh—little shavers—at which the strange ones retort of their superiority. It grows colder and with the coming of the rains I see strange cabalistic signs—I hear hic, haec, hoc and Si Senorita. Peals of merry laughter echo through the halls, but with the coming of the green spring, three of the number depart through the broad portal. Many are the pranks played upon them by the all-knowing Sophs. Again it is September and four others join the ranks of the now omniscient. Loud and many are the groans caused by the circle and the square—while Caesar again con- quers the Gauls and builds his bridge, and Zaragueta and Marianella wander in the classic halls. Despite the joyous parties in the school and wienie bakes in the Cienaga, five of the number seek other scenes leaving ten cheery hearts to complete the Sophomore year. The summer brings three more to be of the select Jun- Page Six

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y CLARENCE WIENLAND Photo Editor ‘‘La Re- vista’ ’20-°21; Student Body President ’21. “Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time. Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?”’ GOLDA KENDALL Clay County High School—Kansas. Sec- retary and Treasurer Se ite: Stati. Er Annual Staff ’20; Pres- ident Y. W. C. A. ’20; B. U. H. S.—Calendar Editor ‘‘La Revista”’ le “There is a garden in her face where roses and white lilies show.” DELBERT FOUNTAIN Auditor ’21; Assistant Business Manager ‘‘La Revista’ 21. ‘His only fault is that he has no fault.” CHARLOTTE BOSTICK Auditor ’20; Class Sec- retary and Treasurer 720; Joke Editor ‘“‘La Revista’’ ’21. “She smiled, and the shadows departed. She shone, and, the snows were rain.” CLARENCE JOHNSON Student Body Treasur- er 721. “A nice unparticular man.” Page Five

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@ iors and now the might of their influence is felt in many places. Three others leaving, however, the number is still ten whose names are oft seen in play casts, high offices of the Student Body, the Staff of the La Revista and many other activities. No cloud o’er-shadows this happy class of youths who are the dignified Seniors. One new member comes to the number but two leave in a short time. In the heart of each cone is a longing to be out in the wide, wide world and living life, but this longing is tempered with memories of joyous days and happy companions to be left behind. I see no more—but stay——I see the spacious lawn before the build- ing. It is evening and a cool June breeze blows. Numer- ous colored lights illuminate the scene. The class, nine in num- ber are each presented with a parchment signifying their four years study. | hear farewells that have a sad note to them— all is now dark.”’ In the silence I gazed on the etars—so near were they that I could reach out and touch them—and | lived again in the days when I was one of the good old class of ‘21 back in the Banning Union High School. Clarence Weinland ‘21 @igiee Vy ire Upon behalf of my client, the Class of 1921 of the Banning Union High School, City of Banning, County of Riverside, State of California, United States of Amer- ica, | have called you together upon this solemn and serious occasion, to listen to her last will and testament, and to re- ceive from her dying hands the few gifts she has to bestow in her last moments. Departing so suddenly from life and finding so many things of such gigantic proportions to be at- tended to before the end should come upon her, realizing the same time that she had no longer any time left to spend in cultivation of her own virtues she did collectively and in- dividually deem it best to distribute these virtues with her own hands to those friends to whose needs they seem best fitted. Listen then while I read the document as duly drawn and sworn to: She leaves :— Her scholarly habits to the Sophomores. Her originality and initiative to the Juniors. Her standing in good graces of the faculty to the Fresh- men. Her dignity to the Sophomores inasmuch as the Juniors are too set in their ways to make the best of it. Page Seven