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

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DELMAR VASSAR— Ther-to lie strong was as a champion. ANITA GRANT— For hardily she w as nat undergrowe. ETHEL GRAHAM— Y-wimpled wel and on her heed an hat As brood as is abokeler or a targe. FLORENCE LYLE— Ful pleasant and amiable of port. EVELYN SMITH— Her mouth ful small, and ther-to softe and reed. LOLA LEE— Ful many a deyntee hors hadde she in stable. CLYDE BURGESS— And of his port as meek as is a mayde. LESLIE KINGWELL— And certeinly he hadde a mery note Welconde he singe and pleyen on a rote. PRESLEY ABSHIRE— And he was nat right fat, I undertake. MAUDE THOMPSON— Ful wel she song the service divyne. CLARENCE PRUITT— Singing he was or floytinge al the day. GERTRUDE LUDWIG— In felawschip wel conde she laughe and carpe. NETTIE BEASLEY— Up-on air amblere esily she sat. CLARA BOWMAN— And al was conscience and tendre herte. RUTH BELCHER— In curteisye was set ful moche her lest. Also I prey yow to foryeve it me, Al have I nat set folk in his degree Here in this tale, as that they sholde stonde; My wit is short, ye may w T el understonde. 30

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C. H. S. Students Catalogued by Chaucer Me thinketh it accordant to resoun, To telle yow al the condicioun Of ech of hem, so as it semed me, And whiche they weren, and of what degree CECIL GO WAN— Ful longe were his legges and ful lene Y lik a staf, there was no calf y-sene. FAY NORTHCOTT— She was so charitable and so pitous She wolde wepe if that she sawe a mous Caught in a trappe, if it were deed or bledde. DAN SINK— Nowher so bisy a man as he thier was And yet he semed bisier than he was WILL McCABE— He yaf nat of that text a pulled hen That seith that hunters been nat holy men. HERBERT BELFORD— He was a verray parfit gentil knight. EMMA SEDGLEY— And French she spak ful, faire and fetisly. ISABELLE GRANT— And of hir smyling was ful simple and coy. JOHN SINK— He was as fresh as is the month of May. W. T. BRUSH, JR.— His eyen twinkled in his heed aright As doon the sterres in the frosty night. FRANK BELFORD— And certeinly he was a good felawe. LLOYD BROWNE— No berd hadde he, ne nevere sholde have As smothe it wjas as it were latey-shave. 29

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A Walk to “Sugar Loaf” On a warm May morning a party of teachers and students started for the summit of ‘ ‘ Sugar Loaf. ’’ At first the walking was good though we kept mounting steadily. As we ascended, the view widened. To the west the great curve of the Russian River Valley could be traced for miles, with the blue mountains beyond, rising ridge on ridge until they were lost on the horizon. We crossed the boundary from Sonoma into Mendocino County and came to the foot of the mountain proper. Our easy climbing was at an end and a sharp ascent before us. The mountain seemed to rise straight into the air. Its sides were covered with brush about waist high and so thick in some places that we had difficulty in scrambling through it. At last hot and breathless, we arrived at a little open space on the very top. We now stood on a spot more than three thousand feet above the sea level and the panorama spread be¬ fore us was worth the climb. The view was one of the best in this part of the country. Be¬ low us lay portions of four counties, Sonoma, Mendocino, Lake and Napa. On every side were mountains varying in color from the vivid green of the nearest, through every shade of blue until they grew hazy with distance. A few hundred yards away to the west stood the giant tree, known throughout northern Sonoma and southern Mendocino counties as “Lone Pine. ,, To the north was the valley of Little Pieta Creek. To the northeast, its head showing above the nearer hills, rose Mount Uncle Sam in Lake county and beyond in the far dist¬ ance the blue ranges east of Clear Lake. To the east was seen the high fir-covered ridge of Cobb Mountain, Sulphur Creek Canyon and the Geysers at its base. On the southeastern sky-line stood out Mount St. Helena, more than forty miles 31