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

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Junior Chronicles Now it came to pass, on the seventh day of the eighth month in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and sixteen, that twenty-four wise men and women returned to this land after a long journey. And it so happened that they chose one Elbert Kelsey to lead them over the rugged paths. Loie, of the House of Francis, they selected to give him gentle advice lest he err in performing his many tasks. Now there was in this group a certain maiden, Levia by name, third daughter of Bert Lanini. To this damsel they did give their gold and silver lest it be lost or stolen. And straightway they made Doris Mae recorder of all events, so that their posterity might know of their brave deeds. And it came to pass in the second month that a dreadful malady fastened itself upon these people and caused them to act in a ferocious and barbarous manner. Philosophers and wise physicians did examine them and did declare the complaint to be football in the men and basketball in the women, and they did tell the leaders that the disease must be contagious. But it so hap- pened that these wise men could offer no remedy and the teachers of these people awaited the results with fear and trembling. And as they did await the result they saw Leland, the fourth son of Henry Frederick Harbers, suffer severely for this disease, and likewise did Ross, the brother of Raymondg Luther Thomas, of the House of Hansen, and his follower, George, third son of Peter Becker, fell victims and did grow fearless and warlike. And after they did wait ten long weeks their members were restored to them, and lo! none were seriously injured. Likewise it came to pass that one damsel Eva, of the House of Jennings, second daughter of Edward Jennings, was afflicted with the dire disease bas- ketball. Little hope did the elder brothers and sisters have for her recovery, yet after several months she was restored to her normal condition and there was great rejoicing throughout the land. And mark you, these people of Junior Land did send forth their members to act what they were not, in the great play of the Universe, and they did select for slaughter one drama of much fame, The Private Secretary. Lo, the multitude that did witness the play did cry aloud, How splendid and as- tounding this work ye have done! And their heads did swell with one accord at the commendation they did receive. And now it came to pass a dispute arose among the tribes of the different lands. They decreed that their youths should handle sword as well as the pen. In order that the dispute be settled it was determined that the question be debated. Two wise men, Leland, from the House of Harbers, and Elbert Olin, from the House of Kelsey, were selected as representatives of the Junior tribe. ,J And behold they did labor hard, but their minds became weak and tired. The most learned physicians were summoned, but they knew not what to do. The results were awaited with much anxiety, and after several months of strife and turmoil everything was put asunder and these wise men did fully recover. Now, on the eleventh day of the fifth month, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and seventeen, this tribe did hold a great festival and did send invitations to the tribe on the mount above them, and to those of the north, east, south and the west, saying, Come ye, and join in the dance with us. And the guests did come as bidden, and great was their joy when they saw the preparations made for their amusement by the people of Junior Land. Now it so happened that after a year of hard labor the members did cease from their toil and went far and wide that they might enjoy peace and quiet for many days. LEVIA LANINI, 'l8. Z3

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Sophomore Letter Sophomore Isle, May 16, 1917. Dear Qld jack: It's the morning after the Junior ball, so you can imagine how much energy I have left. Do you remember the time we had at the Junior hop last year? Great, wasn't it? Well, it couldn't beat last night. Never saw so many fluffy little girls-sweet enough to squeeze-in all my life. On the square, Jack, old boy, this has been one happy year. Our class has entered into the High School activities with lots of pep and we've done things up brown. Katie has been our president. You remember sweet little Katie? Oh, yes, I should rather say you do. Bob Hadley-a new member of our class- was elected vice-president. Bob's one of the finest chaps you ever knew. They selected me for secretary, as they knew I'd been raised chiefly on cornstarch and fish and was there with the gray matter and bulk. Who do you suppose was sergeant-at-arms? No less than Chubby himself. His sedate and awe-inspiring appearance won the job for him. Edna was elected treasurer because every one wrongfully suspected her of possessing an itching palm. Fritz we seht to represent us on the Executive Committee, as we knew the Student Body money would never tarnish in his hands. Say, old top, you ought to have seen the Sophomore-Freshmen bag con- test. The odds were two to one in favor of the Freshmen, and they got three of the five bags, but not until after a hard struggle. I swallowed more dust and lime on that old basketball court than I thought I could hold. It was cer- tainly a mixture of tongues and nations and a display of legs of all descrip- tions. My most vivid impression of the event was the grit of Willie Sullivan. I can feel him yet. Of course we took an active part in the reception given the Freshmen. We were only allowed to dance until eleven, so made good use of our time. The punch was nectar fit for the gods. And did those little Freshmen imbibe? Well, you should have seen them. A picture for Puck! Katie Casanova was our sole representative in tennis. Although our team was not victorious, we were proud of their work. Our side-partner, joe, is still with us. He, together with Bob, Fritz and Bunt, played on the football team. You can't imagine how mighty they looked strutting around with big block F's on their sweaters. I wish they'd award F's for rooting, for that's the only way I'll ever get one. Katherine, Mabel and Katie made the girls' basketball team, but my pen refuses to sufficiently describe their skill and grace. Polly Kemp returned and joined our class. You should have seen him play basketball-no one had a chance to score with Polly on the job. Bob and Fritz were subs on the team, so you see that 1919 was well represented. You'll be surprised to hear that Fritz, Bob and Mouse have become ac- complished actors. Fritz proved himself an ardent lover-quite in his line, you know. All the girls fell in love with Bob, he made such a distinguished looking old gentleman. Mouse took the part of the tailor and I laughed at him until my sides ached. Even dear old dad said, Good enough, when the show had ended. ' I can see in my mind's eye the impatient rumpling of your brow, so before too great a havoc is done to your upper regions I'll say Adios. Your old pal, HAROLD PETERSEN, '19. 25