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

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JUNIOR CLASS Among the great tribes of Indians, old B. U. H. S. is one of the greatest. There are four smaller tribes within the big B. U. H. S. tribe. These are the Freshmen, Sophomore, Junior, and Senior clans. We all live in the big pueblos of Banning, Cabazon and Palm Springs. We are happy in our pursuit of the animal of Study in the Forest of Learning. The Junior braves, although few, are courageous and strong. Our maidens are beautiful and fair. The chief of the Junior tribe is a most brave and strong warrior, Alden Burks, Our chief counsellor is the fair maiden, Miss Pray. Our braves were outstanding in athletics this year. They went on the warpath in an intermural track meet with the other three tribes. The battle was fought until sundown. At last the Juniors carried off the victory. For their prowess they re- ceived a silver loving cup. The valiant braves needed track moccasins. So each tribe was asked to give ten dollars to pay for them. The Junior tribe gave a big pow-wow dinner, costing thirty-five cents a plate. However, all of our contests are not those of strength. Some two moons ago, the Junior and Senior tribes met in solemn debate. The Seniors came off victorious. Spring came. With it came the mania for colors. As a result the hand-ball courts were adorned with the many hues of the rainbow signifying the colors of the tribes. The Junior tribe, having won two prizes at the great annual flower show in San Francisco, sent wild flowers in great quantities to the show. At last the day for the Great Feast, dedicated to the Gods of B. U. H. S., came. Here the Pipe of Peace was smoked and the hatchet buried by the Junior and Senior tribes. Summer is here! For three moons we shall dance and sing, hunt and fish. So ends this record of the mighty Junior tribe. —T. K. PAGE SIXTEEN

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S, PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF ’28 Time: 1938. Place: Banning, California. Setting: At the home of Mr. Moore, he and Coach Morris talking over the great class of ’28. Coach has just returned from a trip east, where he and Mrs. Morris have been for five years. Coach: Do tell me all about my class; you know the class of ’28. They were always the most clever class that ever graduated from 3anning, Just start in and tell me all about each one. I thought they were the friendliest bunch that I had ever met in a high school of that size. Mr. Moore: Well, that class WAS one of the very best that I ever taught. Of course they did have their tricks to play, but all said and done, they did turn out way above the average. Take Eugena Butler; she and Quentin Johnson are happily married, and Eugena writes short stories for the “American” and the “Cosmopolitan.” They live in a fine suite of rooms at the San Gorgonio Inn. And remember Glen Bacon, and how he always loved exciting things? Well, he is doing “stunt” flying with his Ford plane at Cabazon, and loves to see the crowd that he attracts. I hap- pened to see him flying his plane one day when I was w aiting for the street car. Coach: What ever became of Dorothy Page? I have often wondered what the future held for her. Mr. M.: Oh, she’s in New York writing poetry. She always had that gift of writing poetry. She wrote all the poetry for the class. Bedia Nickles is living at the fashionable winter resort, Palm Springs, where she and her husband are en- gaged in the jewelry business. And we have reason to be proud of Bertrand Wood. He went back to his home state, Georgia, and was sent to represent his people. as Senator. Coach: What became of Mildred Neel? Mr. M.: She was married right after school was out, and she and her husband are in Washington. He is president of the Klamath Lumber Company. Coach: What was that boy’s name who was student body president when I taught? Mr. M.: Oh, you are speaking of Richard Hansen. He has just recently won the world’s championship in tennis. He went to France to play, and on return- ing surprised his friends by bringing a French bride with him. Estelle Dushek is in Hurope teaching typing. She was always good at it. Remember when she made 75 words per minute right in Banning? Coach: What became of the little “blonde” who had charge of the Annual for 1928? Mr. M.: You mean Marcella Pownall. She and Francis Bacon are in China on a missionary tour. Francis turned out to be quite the preacher with Marcella’s help. He could never have done it alone. Leslie Warren lives in Beaumont. He is presi- dent of the Uneeda Biscuit factory, and his wife is quite a charming society lady. Coach: And the girl that chummed with HEugena—what became of her? Mr. M.: That’s Vee Hawley. She is teaching domestic science in Riverside Jun- ior College. She was graduated there, and was so good in cooking and sewing they immediately offered her the position. And Floy Hodges is married and very happy, we hear. She is some place up north. Coach: And the curly headed boy, you know—Dr. Pope's favorite? Mr. M.: He is living in Anaheim and is happily married. Garland has his own little laboratory in his home, and he is the one who has just turned out the formula for the ‘one minute dye.” Dr. Pope was surely repaid for his patience. Jack Mc- Denald is on his second tour around the world, giving orations on the Constitution and its importance. He is quite a political leader. —F. H. PAGE FIFTEEN

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SOPHOMORE CLASS In a large wigwam situated on San Gorgonio road in the pueblo of Banning thrive a band of Indians consisting of four tribes. The head of the Sophomore tribe is Chief Harley Morrin, who was chosen nine moons ago, last May, 1927, for his pop- ularity among all the braves and maidens. We have entered in councils under the auspices of our Great Head, Mrs. Silverwood, whom we hold in awe and reverence. Two clans of th e tribe are the Girl Reserves, which take in the greater part of the maidens, and the Forestry Club, which takes in most of the braves. The braves have gone on the warpath often, meeting in conflict with tribes of other schools and sometimes returning with victory, then making merry for days. On being allied with the Freshman clan we worshiped the Fire God in a weinie bake at the foot of Hall’s Grade, at which there was much dancing and singing and feats of prowess. Many maidens and braves have come to our pueblo and have become one of our tribe. Some have left us for other tribes in other pueblos, so that our numbers have been about the same all during the term. No matter who has joined us, we have all remained true to our colors of purple and white. We chose these colors while still in the Freshman clan. We also owned headdresses of purple and white, which added to our dignity in the B. U. H. S. tribe. In February, 1928, a warfare was waged when the Senior tribe and the Sopho- more tribe met in a great debate. The Seniors were victorious, and the pipe of peace was offered to us when they shook hands all ‘round. On March 13, all the tribes intermingled in what was called “Tacky Day.” Many different headdresses and kinds of clothes were worn and we all had a very good time together. Such is the history of the Sophomore tribe, which is now a large one and respect- ed by all the people. —P. S. PAGE SEVENTEEN