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

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Editorials THE CASTLE OF THE HEART’S DESIRE 13), 1e% 753 “By what path would you travel if you wished to find the Castle of Your Heart’s Desire?” asked one of three wise and learned men. “IT would take the path of Truth,’ answered one, “The path of Goodness is the path that leads to the Castle,” declared the other. “You are both wrong,” said the author of the question. ‘The path of Beauty is the right one.” “You may think you are right, but I think mine is the only way, and I intend to take it,’ affirmed one. “And I shall take mine,’ declared each of the other two. They started. One followed the path of Truth, another Good- ness and the third Beauty. The paths curved. They went over hills, down into valleys and across sandy deserts. Much to their surprise, the three travelers met on the summit of each hill; leaped over the same precipices; found each other in the same pleasant, peaceful valleys and were thrown together when crossing the sandy desert. Each declared the other two were on his path. None could explain why their paths crossed. But each, thinking that he was on the right path, plodded on towards the Castle of his Heart’s Desire. At last it loomed up in the distance. At last the travelers found themselves inside its doors. Jach saw but one door, although no two entered the same. In the center of the Castle they found a room labeled ‘Under- standing.’ Hach entered not knowing of the presence of the other two until he had entered. Their surprise, upon seeing one another in this room, was great. “How did you enter?” asked one. “There was only one door and that was labeled ‘Beauty.’ ”’ “IT entered through the door of ‘Truth,’ said one of his com- panions. “And I through the door of ‘Goodness,’”’ said the other. “Look! We are united in this one room, ‘Understanding,’ ” said one of the weary travelers, “and it is the room of ‘Understanding,’ for it has made me understand.” “There were three paths, but still there was one.” “Weren't we all going to the same place? Didn’t we meet the same hardships and the same happiness? Didn’t we reach the same heights and the same levels? Weren’t we lost out there on the sandy waste together? Friends, Truth, Goodness and Beauty are synonymous, for what is true is good and what is good is beautiful.” How well this traveler put it, but he was not the first one who [Page Fifteen]

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when she turned I recognized my old friend, Hazel Laughlin. I wondered if her name was still Laughlin. This scene faded into one more brilliant. It was an opera house of much splendor, and on the stage stood a solitary figure, draped in a rose colored gown. LHyvidently she was practising, from the peculiar movements of her mouth and the empty house. I looked closer and saw it was Rena White, who, I supposed, had blossomed out into a second Homer. The next scene was of the ocean, and on a huge rock, far from land, sat a fisherman, patiently waiting for a bite. He was very tanned, but I soon knew by his baby-blue eyes, Robert Mackey. Next, I saw a large, smooth floor, fenced off into several pen- like inclosures. By the punching bags and iron balls, I thought this must be a room for the instruction of prize-fighters. Dancing to and fro with a heavy iron rod in one hand and an iron ball in the other, I saw two very large men, about the same size, training for a bout. They looked familiar and soon I recognized Charles Bigley and Emil Szuggas. They were just the same as in B. U. H. 5. days, except, of course, they had more muscle. The next was one I recognized at once, for seated in front of a small group of children was my old friend, Elden Brown. I re- membered his long, tedious course in teachers’ training and he had finally secured a position as kindergarten teacher, From the pleas- ant smile on his face, he seemed to be doing very well, indeed. Then I saw Los Angeles, the Plaza, and a multitude of people. High above all others, standing on a soap box, stood Ernest Hem- merling, “giving it’ to the mayor of that city because he had ordered him out of town recently, for some minor crime, I suppose. I feared for my old friend and was glad when the scene changed. 3ut the next made me almost as nervous. The sky was clear and high above the eagle an airplane soared. But suddenly the plane gave a twirl and then a nose dive. I almost screamed for fright, for I knew it must be one of my old friends. So it was. As the plane alighted in a valley a small, spry man crawled out and I knew at once my dear friend, Charles Ketcham, The Arab told me that the next would be the last and probably the best of all. I knew at once the rocky hills of India, where I was at that time. Soon, from behind a bend in the road, a man and woman came riding towards me, each on a donkey. I soon knew Blanche and Pud, still together, as in “days of old, when pirates bold,” etc. They were missionaries, riding alone on the plains of India. Determined to see them, I paid the Arab well and quickly made plans to do so. [Page Fourteen]

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had reasoned it out. Keats clearly expressed it when he said: “Beauty is truth, truth beauty—that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.” IX, (Sia 26) “Nothing succeeds like success.” Nothing is enjoyed more than success. For these reasons, I believe we of the Student Body of B. U. H. S. have many reasons for feeling that we have been suc- cessful. The dramatic department has successfully staged one play, and has another started. The Glee Clubs have the operetta checked to their credit, aside from the fact that they have appeared in public several times. We took a chance and brought in some outside entertainers, who made favorable impressions upon their audiences. Scholarship has not been ignored, as some high records have been left. Our treasury shows that our finances have been taken care of in a very competent manner. We have never before been quite as successful in athletics. For the first time in history, we had a championship basketball team. This benefited the school financially, as well as otherwise. Track and baseball are still undecided, but with the grand old spirit of loyalty we can never lose. All these things have been accomplished only by co-operation of every student in the school. And I believe that every student feels as I do on the subject of school spirit—B. U. H. 8S. First, Last and Always. YW 23) A hundred years ago a man could rise to a high position by hard work, without the advantage of a high education; but today this has all changed. An uneducated man is greatly handicapped in competing with an educated one. It is next to impossible to enter any of the professions, or even to make a respectable success in business without a bachelor’s degree. Nearly all professional schools demand from two to four years of college training before entrance is granted to the applicant; most high schools demand of their teachers a college degree; business men prefer college grad- uates and the officers’ reserve corps especially emphasizes the value of a college education. All of this shows, in a very small way, the value of a college education. Some high school students believe that when they graduate from high school they will have sufficient education. Never was a greater mistake made than this. The high school is only a step- ping-stone leading to higher things. A college education is valued not only for what is learned in books, but for the training it gives the mind. College trains for leadership, and the world needs leaders. Count over the world [Page Sixteen] a ts Rn al A