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

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(The tllnc anil Jhr (bn l it (Tune, The Scarlet and Gray) The banner of the Bine and Gold We’ll cheer with loyal praise; At each new victory that we gain Our voices we will raise. With honor ever high in view, As students we will work, From Freshman up to Senior Class, Our duties ne’er to shirk. Dear High School, we will love thee more As years shall past us fly, For memory backward oft will turn To days in Cloverdale High. CHORUS Then hail to the flag of our High School, Our banner of Blue and Gold! With voices and hearts we will praise thee As thy colors aloft unfold; Then hail to the flag of our High School, To our standard we’ll prove true; May our ensign prevail when all else shall fail Our banner of Gold and Blue. J. P. S. F. A. W„

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THE SPECTATOR 17 To Pauline De Hay we bequeath our ability to work. We also wish to exchange a can for your supply of “cant’s.” Raymond Roberts, we have left you, in care of Miss Bagley, several books of drawing instructions, and one essay on Sedate¬ ness. To Goldie Hale we leave “Easy Lessons in French.” To Pearl Thompson we leave one box of Activity, two baskets of Studiousness and a bottle of Giggles. George Warren, we bequeath to you a dozen Spencerian copy books. Isabel Johnson, we appoint you guardian of the 1916 class. Take care that they do not become too studious, nor too playful. Harry Ludwig, a valuable legacy is yours; it may, indeed, be of great financial benefit to you—our inventiveness and originality. Frances Coffey, we leave to you three gallons of “Grown- uppishness.” Erminie Wiederslieim, we will to you three new styles of hair dressing; take your choice and give the rest to Clara On . Lois McMichael, we leave you an automatic fountain so that you will not need to interrupt your studies every day at eleven o’clock. Merle McCray to you we bequeath a Ford. Can you use it? Wvima Wiswell we give you all our sedateness, impres¬ siveness and argumentative ability. Henry Wiederslieim, we leave you our most valuable possession, Self-Repression, and the ability to keep our jokes to ourselves. Fred Vadon, we leave to you an instrument for making those eyes behave. To Miss Bagley, we give our ability to recognize bluffing, a severe countenance, and an unsmiling eye.—May she use them well. To Miss Pierson, we give our heartfelt thanks for all the lecturettes. To Mr. White, we bequeath all our frowns and smiles to be used on those deserving of them. To the Trustees, we leave $75,000 as a donation toward the new school house. To the Grammar School, we leave our much beloved and beworn school house. You may have it the very day that the foundation is laid for our own new building. To the school in general we leave nothing. It is so well equipped that there is nothing within our power to give that would be of the slightest benefit to it.

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Aitrirnt feting Quam Tempus Fugit! Ancient tho this department is, we are sure that you will find it interesting. It is a well known fact that “we were all small once” but those of us who do not become acquainted with our companions till after they have passed that stage, often wonder what kind of small people they were. For this reason we have procured as many photos as possible for this department, to give our readers a slight knowledge of what we once were. Harold Thompson, ‘17. “Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment.” Hazel Lea, 17. “This lovely child, blithe, innocent and free, She spends a happy time with little care.”