Cloverdale Union High School - Spectator Yearbook (Cloverdale, CA)

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C. H. S. SPECTATOR 27 Our society has not been a business society only, for we have had many enjoyable social functions, such as the girls’ high jinks held in the early days, chicken dinners, dances, especially those at commencement, moonlight hay-rides, trips to the Gey¬ sers, and parties galore, some to be mentioned are Valentine, Hallowe’en, basket-ball and cards. Our social life has been very successful and a credit to the high school in every re¬ spect. Among the achievements of the O. V. L. are staging of plays, thrice winning high prizes at the Citrus Fair, the winning of second prize at the Santa Rosa Carnival and now the publish¬ ing of the O. V. L. Spectator. Truly we may well be proud of the 0. V. L. Society, for it has served its purpose well. The following names are the 0. V. L. presidents who surely deserve credit for the past success of the 0. V. L.: 1905- 6—Helen W. Chase ’06, Victor E. Cooley ’08. 1906- 7—W. Frank Sedgley ’08, Harold Smith ’09, Markell C. Baer ’08, Edith Cooley ’07. 1907- 8—Mattie B. Elliott ’08, Hazel Shelford ’09, Katherine Cooley ’08, Emily Seymour ’08. 1908- 9—Hazel Shelford ’09, Helen Porterfield ’09, Hazel Browne ’10, Lucy S. Baer ’10, Charley Walbridge ’ll. 1 sat upon the beach one day And watched the waves below me play; A ship upon the waves there tossed Out past the light house near the coast— Beautiful. The sight did fill my heart with joy; This ship in hands of God a toy, She rocked so gently on each wave Each heavier swell she seemed to brave— Wonderful.

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26 C. H. S. SPECTATOR 0. V. L. Lucy Baer ’10 This society was organized June 29, 1905, for the general improvement of the high school and in every way it has proven itself a decided success. It has brought about a high standard of scholarship among the students such as is seldom seen among schools of its size. The 0. V. L. has caused the public and us, the members, to become more interested in the welfare of the high school. At the same time school spirit and an unusually strong sense of loyalty have developed. And the ultimate re¬ sults are that the Cloverdale Union High School is rapidly be¬ coming one of the best high schools in California. But in the direct results is seen the greatest importance of the society, for the members have faithfully followed out their secret motto of the letters 0. V. L. In fact hardly a month has passed since the day of organization that the so¬ ciety has not added to its long list of successful enterprises. It was through the efforts of the society that a piano was presented to the high school, that our assembly hall was adorned with pictures, and our pennants of blue and gold. The society has been a great help to us mentally, for we have become better acquainted with parliamentary laws in carrying out meetings, which are held every other Friday. At our meetings we always have a program consisting of musical selections, readings, debates, orations, recitations, farces and the reading of our O. V. L. Spectator, which contains essays, current events, society news, athletic news and jokes; the pro¬ gram is composed of these and other instructive features. The 0. V. L. has been just as successful in athletics, having organized and controlled both girls’ and boys’ basket-ball teams, and also a boys’ track team. Though somewhat ham¬ pered by the smallness of the school, all our athletic contests have not only reflected credit on the school, but have often resulted in victories.

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28 C. H. S. SPECTATOR I came down to the sea each day And watched the white-caps at their play, But lying yonder near the coast There was a sight I never lost — Peaceful. I came again down to the sea And saw the ship was leaving me; With anchor weighed and sails unfurled, She left me for another world, Silently. The rolling ship sailed o’er the sea, Sailed toward the west, away from me; I know not when we’ll meet again — The thought too sad for tongue or pen. Farewell. I oft since then have seen the sea But ne’er this ship returned to me; It sailed away to come no more, Like Rome’s great men in days of yore — Remembered. Thus from the school room’s narrow walls Have passed to life’s more spacious halls The friends we’ve known and held so dear, Leaving for us who linger here A memory. Wm. Me. ’ll.