Gold Hill High School - Nugget Yearbook (Gold Hill, OR)

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'1'3 'I 'I' I' .Q l I' a is la i I I' U l I I' U ii qg11n9-punnxusxssc-qveunionx THE CITY AND THB COUNTRY Along with the clanking and banging of street cars and the honking of automobile horns, we find ourselves on Market Street in the large city of San Francisco. We are in the midst of a crowd made up of peonle of all ages and sizes, waiting for the light to change so that we may continue our journey down the busy street. Moving along with the crowd we pass various types of stores, ranging all the way from pet shops to jewelry stores. The crowd seems to be moving toward the center of the city. Just for the exercise let's follow them and see where they are going. At last we reach our destination. We find our- selves in a large park surrounded by tall and stately looking hotels. The Dark has beautiful flower beds and shrubs along the wide paths leading through it. In the center of the park is a lsrge fountain and a wading pool for the children. After a weary day in town we return home to eat dinner. Dinner being finished we sit around listening to the radio until time to go to bed. As we fall asleep 'i'i'h'k'b'b'i'h'3'b'3'1'i'3'h'3'k'h'h'i'3'b'3'3'i'4'i'3'3 to the rhythm of the street cars clanking down the tracks, we dream of a free country life. Strolling down a little country lane we pass a small white house with green shutters. The house is so peaceful that we nause in our stroll to gaze at its beauty. In front of the house is a small yard surrounded by a white wicket fence. The roses and other flowers are well arranged in the small yard. Over the gate is a trellis covered with honeysuckle, while another trellis of climbing role grows over the front door. It is lite a city pirh excent that it is so uiet ,.- Lx. ..i. ,' c 14. - Y' c. , q it is almost ghost like. I In back of the house is a large garden with rows of lettuce, carrots, radishes, and beets. In another part of the garden are many kinds of berries such as rasnberries, strawberries, and many others. llllllil'liiilllliQQOOOQUQO liiiiiiilliiii 79 Q s l ,Q ,u 'I I ,s 'I I' ,u ,l ,c ,a ,l ,n QI J x oi., C. lol-,ia O. 0-0-1- Q I g,u 4.1. U '1 1 q,g,q,a .1 O U., .3 Lp

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7 J. .-v.-..-on.--q--a--na--Q,--p-mann-ips-agp-p-A..--an-1-.uu nkfi?i':-25-554241-43443445-21--IP-Z!--lb-71--Z--it-6?-ki!--2?-K-ititk-P56344-5': 'e Isl: lk order to take a last glance at the lesson, I quickly If flip the pages of mg book. Just as I find the page, If the bus stops, the oor opens, and I hurriedly get If out to begin my day's work. Y.: lm --Freida Young, '57 lg ' I 'ii in nf: 1.1. A DESCRIPTION Fx fe Old man Andrew sat on the trunk of a tree, wearily 'W whittling on a stick. Wrinkles were on his face and a Ie crippled condition of his hands showed he had seen many e a hard working day in his life. A bright sun shown down lm on his white hair as a stray breeze passed by. His clean lb white shirt was quite threadbare and his brown trousers if showed much wear. Hasitating every once in awhile to It give a long sigh, he would then lapse into deep thought. v 'W At a distance a middle-aged woman came across the lg field toward the old man. As she neared you could notice lg she was quite gray and was beginning to show age. She IJ walked up to the old man and put her hand on his shoulder if 'Why, Uncle Andrew, what's wrong?' He only looked up at tv her as though he didn t see her, then lapsed back into 1 deep thought. The woman went away to the house with a ig rather understanding yet a worried look on her face. If After awhile old man Andrew went slowly to the house It where he found his wife and told her that he had been 'W thinking about the neighbors putting a new violinist in e the orchestra in which he had always fiddled. He said, 'Q WMaybe it was the best thing, after all, that he was get- lm ting pretty old and crippled up. He reckoned that the :L young folks needed the change and he had been fiddler for it a long time.W Then he went on to get ready for supper it very merry and pleas d with everything. --Ruth Lance, '40 1 V1 i V12 :T VZ la, If-25EP454!--X-66-3392-if-9645-I?45'!!-69i2--K-d3--!!'-H--!--25'6.'-'2!--ZS'M--6?M--23--25ii'CW' 1-nu-p-n-n.-1-.-.1-na.-in-14.1-nupau-hun.--signage-nnni VB

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f an-u-mx-csunasrqnasian-nouuhnsanenunqwqsussi-1-econ.-9-1 I ''Z1 2?'5'55341-735-3P'l'-254345i5-ii'l 11 l!'i. 4l'-3!'4!'w'! Ii'556'r'X--3. 69-2945 Leaving this wonderful picture behind, we go a lit- tle farther down the lane and come upon a small path that leads to a very restful looking hill. We take the path and follow it to a place where the grass is green and soft. Here we stop to rest, to lie down under a large tree and gaze out at the blue sky. Up in the tree the birds are singing and building their nests. How restful it is to lie on your back under a tree and watch the white clouds roll lazily across the sky, to watch the birds in the trees and the cows in the rolling meadows. As the sun is slowly sinking into the west a loud ringing noise greets our ears. We have been sleeping and it has all been a dream. A very beautiful dream. --Dorothea Duncan, '40 A TYPICAL FRESHMAN She skipped up the stairs with a group of giggling Freshman girls. It was the first day of school, and they were going to high school, for they were grown up now. They tripped gaily into the study hall grinning Nsillilyn, but they soon stopped. NMyU, thought Sally, nwho are those snobby look- ing people over there, and those crabby things up in ' front?n Just then she stumbled over a Sophmore's foot, and almost fell. She blushed furiously, those snobs actually cracked a smile or two, and those crabs had to twist their faces around to keep from laughing. nOh dearn, she patted her hair, NI wonder who that good-looking boy is over there--and has he got pretty eyes! They were assigned seats and registered. Then they went home. nGee,n said Sally, UI can hardly wait until tomorrow.' D --Dorothy Ham, '40 . . V Gi!--I1-M-iii!-if-92-41-'i54':694?-!E H--l!-i?4l l'l N'IPif'-H R'4!-'Z9-?5-s2'w-X!' ' -no-no--n-.-n---.q'-n-u-vq-hsnuwa-uunpqqgH'-ug-q--nunso-v-llD 80