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

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He continues to gain great favor, And for a higher goal to strive. A hollyhock's petal brushed my arm, And altered my retrospection g On a high pedestal she swayed and bent, To others in a large collection. But the bright flowers faded from my view And in their place instead, Was a large diplomatic convention Which by Allie Hansen was led. Wafted on a gentle breeze, I scented a sweet perfume g By a gentle brook which flowed at my feet, Was a heliotrope in bloom. Verna's fair face I saw plainly now 5 A marksman she, with talents rare, Happy and content her lot in life, For Buck had fallen in her snare. Beyond the heliotrope I wandered To the Wisteria's cozy nook. As I stood and gazed emraptured My mind immediately turned to Crook. Like Wisteria ever climbing, Fred is constantly gaining fame 5 For among the noted authors One often finds his name. Now the spirit with linger pointed To where a Shirley'i poppy stood, Which reminded me of Mella Who could allure whom e're she would. With coy glance she had attracted And has been married, oh, of course But she's living now in Reno To secure her fifth divorce. Close by the captivating Poppy Was a Dahlia in lustrous red, And I fancied among the petals Was Caspar's shadowy head. On the Ferndale electric railroad, That goes whizzing past our High, Cas is a trusted conductor Gathering fares with diligent eye. PAGE SIVENTIEN

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Class Prophecy Regina Reis, '1l. In the springtime Nature calls us From our torpid state away, To leave behind us thots depressing, And hand in hand with her to stray, Yielding to this living impulse To mingle with the birds and flowers, I climbed a rugged, winding pathway, And loitered 'neath the leafy bowers. My limbs being weary from the climbing, I sought a moss-grown log, But the misty winds from the ocean, Enshrouded me in its fog. It poured in thick and thicker, As if from the world to hide me, But thru the mist two blue eyes shone, And a sprite sat down beside me. What do you want ? with chill remoteness, I asked the spectre at my side, And in anguished silence waited, Wishing from him, too, I might hide. But, in an instant, the mist about me Lifted, and I perceived near by A quaint, old-fashioned garden, In it flowers of various dye. At the entrance just before me Was a plot of iris blue, 'Tis our Hower of Class '11, Growing there in richest hue. Then the sprite, with icy fingers, Drew me to a remote recess, And there the fairest of flowers were gathered, From gorgeous down to modest dress. On a tiger lily's brilliant face My glance at once alighted, But in a trice it was transformed, And I smiled on Clive delighted. A peer among flowers, the lily stands, A leader among men stands Clive. PAGE SIXTIIN

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An ample Sunflower cast its shadow Across our pathway leaning Its significance I could not grasp The spirit then disclosed its meaning Nita P. your loyal class-mate, When her schooling was complete, Toured the land from east to west A living ad of Cream of Wheat. Beneath the Sunflower boldly grew A Cornfiower to perfection That ever-smiling face of Hap I caught in its reflection. Happy ? Yes, but his skin was black His lips a ruddy red A star of all the minstrels he Being Willin' to Wait he's never wed. Beside the bachelor's resort, A feathery aster grew. Peeping from beneath its bloom Gladys' face my attention drew. She lives to help her fellow men, For many matches she hath made. Of bureaus for matrimony known, 'tMadam Redden's makes all others fade. Snuggled close among the grasses, As if to hide her simple form, Like our Clara, sweet and timid, Was a daisy, quite forlorn. Clara caring for her garden, Like the daisy, modest, shy, Spends her life in sweet contentment Watching Cas's cars pass by. High up in a stately oak, Midst the blossoming passion vine, I traced the well-known features Of another classmate of mine. From his dizzy height suspended, Carl performs on his trapeze. What to others seems most arduous, He does with graceful ease, z-Aon EIGHTIEN