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

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When we came to C. U. H. S. we ranged from five to six feet in height. We came determined to get the upper hand over the higher classes since we had the largest number as well as the greatest weight of any class in school. At the appointed time, however, we were pounced upon, one by one, and when we resisted, the handcuffs were used. We were also treated to Limberger and quinine. On September tenth, we were the honored guests at the “Fresh¬ man Reception.” We were given pacifiers and made to sit in a corner decorated with green. At Christmas, Leonard Campbell and Henry Christy left us, re¬ ducing our number to fifteen. Later Albert Matthews and Lee Bet- tinger joined us, and, as the school term is drawing to a close, we have our original number, seventeen. We promise you that some day we shall be as dignified and wise as any Senior class that has ever been known.

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■ We have decided this year to.devote our Literary Department to one phase of our English work which we have found very interest¬ ing—stories of the early times in Cloverdale. It has been a delightful task to gather these anecdotes and this history. The only regret is that the few pages allotted to us can contain so small a part of what we would like to tell you. We have in most cases selected those events which are not purely local but which have some bearing upon the his¬ tory of the surrounding country. We feel that the doing of this work has helped us to arouse in us the spirit of Patriotism which begins at home but which deepens and expands until it embraces the State, the Nation and the World. THE EARLY DAYS Sometime in the late fifties of the past century an adventurous young man from Missouri was making his way up the Russian River. He reached a little valley bordered on the east and on the west by hills which met and closed in on the north. He was much attracted to it as we saw it nestled there so peacefully under the rays of the setting sun, which touched it with a fond caress. ' On the hills, and scattered about in graceful little groves in the valley, were oaks, madrones and pepperwood trees. Bears and other wild animals were roaming about enjoying their evening meal of clover burrs. Only a few small spots had been cleared for farms. As he spread his bed for the night, he sincerely wished that this beautiful spot might have been his destina¬ tion. • That was not his good fortune, and yet kind fate so arranged it that his grandchildren and his great grandchildren should have the privilege of living there. Other travelers came and many of them were so impressed by the charm of this little place that they returned very soon to make it their home. The large pepperwood tree still standing on West street,