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

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FRESHMAN CLASS OFFICERS: Ag Aes nce ERO? te er en Paney S RE Mildred Wenger Wee IPreiclaniecaavosacoononeddoomaneusd Nettie Pierce St. Peter’s Dream St. Peter stood at the gates of Heaven, And just for a moment dreamed a dream; A class had come that numbered twice seven, Of Banning High School; sure the cream. ‘Come one by one,” St. Peter said, “A youth, then maid, to balance fair.” But, alas! eight Freshmen forthwith sped, While six-twelfths of a dozen boys were there. And now the Freshies racked their brains, For they all would climb the golden stair, When with gasp of glee she scarce restrains Her plan unfolds the dauntless Claire. “It's Tommy there and Tommy here— And Tommy where's that bloomin’ ball?” “Td be a Tommy Hawk, so dear And help you climb the whitewashed wall.” Page Eighteen

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We are Sophomores bright and gay, Know our lessons every day; Lessons are not hard for us, Over them we do not fuss. We have some who're pretty bright, Take for instance Rena White; Blanche too is quite keen, And Elsie’s ability is plainly seen. Grant, whom they call Red, Also has a pretty big head; Frederic is so big and stout, He has lots of brains, no doubt. In Geometry Robert a shark might be, It's as easy for him as turning a key; Adam Smith, whom they call Pud, In History is most awfully good. Delmar comes to English with his English down pat, And answers the questions right off the bat; Though Charles in weight is rather licht, Nevertheless he is really bright. Hazel gets out of every Exam, At the head of her class nearly always does stand; Ernest is so bright they say, That he studies only by the light of day. When it comes to baseball Emil’s right there, In fact there’s nothing he will not dare; In order to complete the baker's dozen, Kenneth Young comes to set things buzzin. So we are the Sophomores bright and gay, The reason now you'll not gain say; A brighter class there ne'er can be, Than this one class of 23. , BR, la 23 Page Seventeen

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“Fine, Tommy fine,”’ that’s all we need.” The class of twenty-four did say; Then seven and seven they agreed To pass along St. Peter's way. First Mildred of the curly locks, That prove the most of Junior's downfall; Squaring the circle on homeward walks With Babe—for reasons mathematical. Then Virgil Lehman took the stand Engaged the saint in artless talk; “‘Ching-a-ling, Chow-chow, Bring her to land.” ‘(Como esta Senor saint—need we knock?” Elaine the loveable—the gay And lovely maid with eyes delectable Frank Urton with his kite at play Seeking to make a trade respectable. Then Jim, the darkey, done by George, Who knows more Spanish than a pirate. Looking to see if he could forge A nine, as round the base they gyrate. But soft, hold hard, look out and wait, Heaven would not be heaven without her, His lady comes, a little late, The other fair Mildred in a flutter. “Caramba!”’ Virgil Fox exclaims ‘| don’t like this, I'll take a sailor.” While Mary Maher her stunt ceclaims, Mary Ellen hies her unto a tailor. The last four that St . Peter saw Were Hazel, Nettie, Dick and Clarence, Who much applause stunt-night did draw, For their neat and trim appearance. This was too much for the dreaming saint, He woke and gravely stroked his beard, “It’s more peaceful in Heaven without the complaint Of those whom their course there too early had steered. Let them stay down on earth in Banning High With Prof. and Miss Yocum to clip their wings, When the twenty-four’s graduate, there would be | It's the best class of all and as merry as kings.” Page Nineteen