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

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vear, when it was decided to choose the staff from the Student Body, thus securing the interest and co-operation of the whole school. Athletics have added much to our school life and the following is a calen- dar of our victories: Tfilbk-'07, '08, IZ and '15, Boys' B. Ball-'14, '15 and '16, Football-'08, '12, '13 and ,I5. Debate-'10 and '14, Girls' B. Ball-'13 and '15. Tennis-'07, '08, '09 and '10, Baseball--'08, '12, '13 and '14, ALETA McGLAUGHLIN, '16 when the Grain Gfnmw 3111 The train was hot and stuffy. The smoke from the tunnels hung in the air and everyone was dusty and dirty. I sat in my seat hunched up, with my head drooping, svveltering miserably. My window sill was so hot that I couldn't touch, it so I couldn't even hang out of the window. Across the aisle slept a huge, fat man. His loud snoring annoyed me greatly but I did not have enough energy to wake him. He was perspiring freely and every little while a big bead of sweat would form on his forehead and slowly trickle do-wn the side of his nose and off his face. At every jolt of the train the layers of his fat face would shake like jelly. Ahead of me were a number of silly, chattering school girls. They ate noisily and rapidly, yet found time to keep up an incessant chatter. VVhenever the trainboy came through they bought some more provisions. Behind me was a woman with two children. The brats were the most in- quisitive persons I had ever seen. They would come up to where I was, look ut me for a long time, then with many chortles of delight they would see my satchel, seize it, and start to drag it off. I would stamp my foot and they would run off howling dejectedly. Their mother would cast venomous glances at me which would have squelched me at once had I been less leth- agric. Both of the youngsters were sticky with candy and their aim in life seemed to be to get the back of my seat so sticky that my hair would catch on it. , Toot! Toot! it Another of those blooming little stations! Gradually the train slowed down, till it stopped with an abrupt jerk which awoke the fat man opposite me. He looked out sleepily at the station, grunted, and went to sleep again. The two brats rushed pellmell over me to Q-ree. Gad! I could have beaten them with pleasure. I looked out grumpily at the station. lt was a brownish, lowlying struc- ture with two men, the station master and the telegraph operator, standing in front of it. There had been fifty just like it before and there were probably fifty more to come. Turning to the station master the telegraph operator asked curiously, Say. what makes those fellows on the train so indifferent looking. A I dunno. For effect I guess. Now, what do you know about that? OLUF RING, '17 29

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illrrnhalr Hninn i6igh Svrhnnl Svinrr 15114 The Ferndale High School was instituted August, 1904. Before this there had been a private school. It was suggested that if Ferndale could not sup- port a school, the adjoining districts might help. So SZSOOEWHS subscribed by the most interested and liberal citizens. Since the town was to have the benefit of the school located in its limits, the proposition was brought up before the voters of Ferndale and eight other school districts. The plan met with their approval, and it became the Ferndale Union High School. The old Coombe residence and lot was purchased as it was thought best not to build for a year. The newly elected trustees selected Prof. C. Dufour and Mrs. Adams as instructors. They began work with thirty pupils and with English, History, and Mathematics as the course of study. The Student Body was organized on the seventeenth of October, under the name of the Athena Literary and Debating Society. Kenneth Robarts was the first President, Mary V arley, Vice-President, and Emily Keohan, Secre- tary. Debates and literary programs were held in connection with their semi- monthly business meetings. The next semester the faculty was composed of Mr. Coddington, as prin- cipal, Mr. Van Horn and Miss Smith. The course of study now included German and chemistry, and the number of pupils had increased to about forty. In January, 1906, the Student Body was reorganized with Helen Burbank as President. The Athletic Association was organized October 5, in connec- tion with the Student Body. The success of these two years proved that they were worthy of a new building. The trustees proposed the bonding of the district for 310,000 to meet this expense. The work was completed and the building dedicated February 22, 1907. After moving into the new building Physics and classes of higher Mathe- matics were added there by enabling students to enroll in advance schools or universities, if they so desired. A piano was purchased and a wooden tennis court was built. The first commencement was held in 1908. The next semester the coarse of study was rearranged. Drawing was added and a more complete apparatus for chemistry and physics installedg also reference books for the library. Each year the num-ber of pupils increased. Agricultural work began in 1910. Much interest was taken in this new work. In 1912 the present senior class entered as freshmen, forty-five in num- ber. From the beginning, we made our presence known. A commercial coarse of bookkeeping and typewriting was added, also commercial arithmetic the next year. VV e have had Domestic Science during the two last years and advance work in Latin has been continued. Vocations was the last addition to the course. Previously the Tomahawk was published by the Senior Class, until last 28

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mhirh? QPrize Articlej I Ferndale, Cal., Feb. 29, 1916. Dear Tom, W'hat kind of weather are you having now? It is just cold enough here to make us feel like doing things, so Dick and I play tennis between school hours. Say Tom, school spirit is great, isn't it? Talkin' of magic power and all that-it has it over them all. lt makes a fellow forget he has a care or worry and sets him to prancing like a two-year-old. I was feeling terribly bum yesterday ,till I remembered about the big game, and then I began to im- prove right away. All of the bunch went together and we had heaps of fun. ,lim pulled himself out of bed to go and got such a cold that he won't be able to debate tonight. I-Ie was feeling pretty blue about it but we jollied him up and told him we'd win anyway. School spirit-I call this the real article! But it's too killing for anything to see some of the fellows go 'round with long faces, poring over magazines and books to find things for debates, pro- grams, and all that kind of stuff, and then talk about school spirit! They know nearly as much about it as Darius Green did about flying, theylll come down just as hard some day too-all flat and sprawling on the ground! But, thank goodness, there are a few of us left who know how to yell for our colors. Rah! Rah! Rah! For us. Your Chum, JACK. Ferndale, Cal., April 8, 1916. Dear Tom: I've been doing a lot of thinking since the last time I wrote, and I've changed my mind about some things. But don't get alarmed, sit down and take things easy, and I'll tell you all about it. The bunch decided to go for a week end camping trip. Dick's father wouldn't let him go unless we took W'alter Thorndale. He said he was a fine chap, only a little lonesome. That wasn't our idea of him. VVe thought he was stuck up because he came from a city school. He was always talking about what they did there, And then too, he was a book worm! But we knew we'd have to take him, 'cause of course we wouldn't go without Dick. Well, we'll show him a thing or two before we're done with himf' we con!- soled ourselves. After an uneventful journey, we pitched camp CSounds like Caesar, doesn't itj. I showed Walter where the provisions were, said we were going to look around for a spring of good water, and told him to straighten out things for supper. Then we all ran off to look for-well, you know how much looking, we did. We roamed around and had a good time. Suddenly we wondered how our new cook was making it. Bet he burns his finger, or sets fire to his trousersf' ventured one of the boys. Oh yes, when we get back, we'll find him sitting on the ground, nursing his sore finger, and surrounded by cinders and smoke, the only remains of his once brilliant fire, 30