Ferndale Union High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Ferndale, CA)

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'O PAGE THIRTIIN Class Poem Regina Reis, '11. On this, our joyous graduation day, To school-day friends farewell we sayg Here our thots were trained and shaped to grow By teachers kind, to whom a debt we owe, A debt of gratitude pure and deepg All our lives their counsel we shall keep. We are resolved-Ourselves to improve, Then help the world in its onward move, As out on life's broad field we go We must take heed what seed we sow, Strive to fertilize the fields of thot, So we'll ne'er regret the harvest wrought. If ourselves we would improve each day, All pride and passion we must allay. And feel the littleness of doing naught, Knowing by labor our fortunes are wrought, For by success our careers are made, With a firm foundation they should be laid. We cannot rise to influence and power, Except by thot we improve each hour- Thot as pure, and sweet, and chaste, As the flower that blooms on a desert waste, Or the breath of a violet, wafted on high, Which steals silently out to the passers-by. Crystal water gushes from mountain springs, And health to all in its course it brings. So shall we, if our lives ring true, Bring comfort to others our whole life thru. Thus our actions from a pure source must move, If we strive by them the world to improve.

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Class History Four years have passed since that day, but it is all as if it had happened but yesterday-the clatter of tongues, the ring of the bell from the stately old clock in the hall, the wild scramble for a seat, and then silence. For all eyes were fastened on the commanding figure of our professor before us, giving his first lecture to us on School Spirit, Enthusiasm, Athletics, and Work-all subjects quite unfamiliar to us. His last words were a request for the Freshmen to follow him, so we trooped behind to the Mathematics room. Then and there the Class of 'll began its high school career under the care of Prof. W. S. Moore, Miss Smith and Miss Falk. It consisted then of fifteen pupils, namely: Anne Monroe, Lloyd Branstetter, Nita Pixton, Harold Kausen, Allie Hansen, Clive Baugh, Mary Stillings, Carl Helgestad, Harriet Dougherty, Caspar Casanova, Helen Shaw, Hazel Comisto, Clara Ammer and Gladys Redden. After the Christmas vacation two more joined our ranks in the persons of Fred Cruickshanks and Alice Lowry. The first year, despite its trials and troubles, was soon finished, and, after the summer vacation was ended, we joyfully re-entered the school as Sophomores. Twelve of our original members and a new pupil, Mella Thompson, started the second year of high school life. Miss Millard had been placed on the faculty, in the place of Miss Falk, but she remained only until Christmas, when Miss McDermott came, to remain only two weeks, and then give way to Miss Tammen, who staid the year out. This year we organized our class, selected blue and gold as our class colors, and the iris as our class flower, and sent for class pins. Before the end of the school year we received them, and were able to tell others that we were of the Class of '1l. Our number was still further increased before vacation by the coming of Regina Reis. The year had passed quickly, and before we were aware of the fact we were Juniors. Verna Kausen took up the work with us this year, and Lloyd Branstetter, who had left at the end of the Freshman class, returned for a short time. The class was reorganized, and at the end of the year Clive Baugh was elected Editor in Chief, and Harold Kausen Business Manager of the 1911 Tomahawk. The junior year, with its many pleasures, passed all too quickly, and, under an entirely new staff of teachers, we enrolled as Seniors. Many re- sponsibilities we found thrust upon us, but the friendship of our fellow pupils and the help of our teachers carried us through. Many difficult propositions have been solved by the Class of '11 3 but the class motto, Improve yourself 3 then the world, has strengthened us on every occasion. The staff of the Tomahawk was chosen early in the year, and work was commenced on the paper. The experience of past years, that of not having the material in on time, had a good effect on us, and made us work the harder. PAGI FOUITIIN