La Jolla High School - Viking Yearbook (La Jolla, CA)

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Shimmying and singing latest jazzy songs. A very famous actress-quite the rage. Wlhile just around the corner, smeared with grease, Joe Richert sold hot dogs-a dime apiece. And with him, slicing onions and all that- Was Aldine Dickson, now grown broad and fat. Joe Hinds and Freddie M. quite rich become. Were touring Africa-and chewing gum. While-in far China where the heathen rolls, Gladys was saying prayers-and saving souls. Mildred, in a circus, danced on tightened wire, And somewhere, Tommy Gwynne sang in a choir. My poor friend Jane was surely in a jam. She was an old'maid-couldn't find a man! And Tessie, Connie, Grace, and Josephine, Were making millions on the silver screen. While--in Grand Opera where the millions throng licnny's sublime srprano floated forth in song. And high upon a horse so white and tall, Ilcgina rode, the favorite of them all! Les' Fernstrom, Edward Easton, and old Paul, Were slinging mortar up against a wall. And Harriet, with funny Charlie Ray, Was washing dishes down in Dame's Cafe! Billy, a monk, at the gay world did scoff, He wore long, Howing robes, and had his hair shaved off. Margaret Allen, Hazel, and Eileen, Were writing for True Story magazine. There was old Donovan whom we'd picked for fame, Running a fruit-stand down at Fourth and Main. And Sandy Berenson, with nice Bea Leach, Was raising bull-frogs in Pacific Beach. Rowena Howard, a senator of note, Had passed a law forbidding men to vote. And Eleanor Barnes, the girl we all thought mild, Went round without her stockings-naughty child! I saw her brother, Wfillard, dear old scout! lle drives a Packard now-his Ford wore out. While deep within a valley where lost fancies sleep, Our hero, Sam, was gently tending sheep, The girls pursued him into every clime, And so he hid himself while there was time. Christine's name appeared on a glass door, And Henry had usurped John Barrymore. The Future faded and the stars went out, And choking, inky blackness seemed to press about. And as I stood in depths so thick with fears, A thunderous voice broke on my startled ears: f' Mid thou, it rumbled, while my heart grew sick, Shalt be a teacher of Arithmetic! And so it was this knowledge came to me, High in a castle by a purple sea. -Marguerite Donnelly

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l, Kenneth Clover, do will my effort at hard and serious work, in my Senior year to Gardner Putnam, hoping he will use it to his best advantage. I, Christine Rullman, bequeath my practically inexhaustible vocabulary to Cart- wright Hunter, that it may offset his baby stare ! I, Edward Easton, leave my sedate manner to one of the incoming Freshmen, hop- Znfy It may be able to disguise him as a Soph and thus save him many sad moments. I, Grace Randall, leave to the person who most desires it, my ability to trip the light fantastic without stumbling. I, Lestcr Fernstrom, will my excellent ability to swan-dive in the shallow half of nh! MTs ion Beach Plunge, to Eleanor Hurley on the condition that she will not take advantage of same by swallowing more than the allotted amount of water. I, Ilowcna Ilcward, will the virtue to mind my own business to someone who will take good use of it. I, Joe Hinds, bequeath the samples of Spearmint gum which I have left planted u.nler th - desks about school to anyone who can identify them. I, Regina Meizer, f6EIi1Zg particularly generous, will anything I have to anybody who wants it. I, Thomas Gwynne, leave my ability both as a distinguished orator and as a soap- box lecturer, to my honorable opponent Philip Stockton. I, Edith Clarke, will my futile attempts to argue with teachers on various points of interest to anyone who thinks he can use them. I, Hazel Underwood, will my boisterous manner to Genevieve Van Patten, hoping she will show signs of life during the next Football Season. Signed this day of June in the year of our Lord One Thousand, Nine Hundred, and Twenty-Six. -Harriet Gridley. SENIOR PROPHECY High in a castle by a purple sea, I sought the secret of what is to beg Found the magician, Aggarat Agglestain, And asked the question torturing heart and brain. What, I besought him, is the unknown fate, The Future holds for us who graduate? Where, and what shall we do, begged I through tears, When June comes round again in otheruyears ? Ah-ha! he cried, And so it's come to this, That thou wouldst penetrate the Future, Miss ? Thunder there was, and shouts, and shrieks, and criesg A momentary gloom assailed my sight. A flare, a flash-a most unearthly light! And lo!-the Future opened to my eyes! Bowing and smiling midst admiring throngs- There was our old friend Edith on the stage.

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY We, the graduating class of nineteen twenty-six, are the first class to go through all four years of high school at the La Jolla High. When La Jolla High School started we entered as the Freshmen. For four years we have watched our school grow. Of this progress we are justly proud. When we began we were forty-five strong, but have since dwindled to thirty-four, receiving and losing members at different times. We still feel, however, that we are a representative group. Our first act of interest to the school was the presentation of the bulletin-board which has since taken its own important place in the main hall. During all four years our class had been well represented in all activities. Some of our members have held ofiices in the Student Body, two of them being presidents of that organization with success. The class has always been exceptionally well represented in Athletics. Our girls helped win the Volley ball and Basketball championships, and our boys distinguished themselves in Football, Basketball, and Track. During our first year Eileen Caldwell was president, and Mr. Sandin, who has since left us, was our advisor. During our Sophomore year we presented a picture of President Roosevelt to the Student Body. Mr. DuLaney was our advisor, and it was due to his inspiration and assistance that we finished our year so profitably. During this year one of our mem- bers wrote a class song which was later adopted by the school as the school song. This song alone will preserve our name in school annals. In our Junior year we endeavored to prepare ourselves for our Senior Year and all the work and responsibility which we knew would be ours. We also offered our services to the Seniors, and assisted them in many ways. We helped the Student Body fund along by giving numerous hot-dog and candy sales throughout the year. We ended the year with the big Junior-Senior Prom which was a great success. At this time, however, we were greatly saddened by the death of one of our most loved and admired members, Frederick Brachmann. He died after a long illness and left a vacant place in both the class and our hearts. Willard Barnes was our class president during the entire year. During this our final year we hope and expect to accomplish a great deal. We are planning our ditch day, senior day, and of course we all are very much interested in the Senior Class Play which we hope to present successfully before the end of the school year. And then-last but not least-will come our Commencement. The officers for the first semester of this year were: President, Harriet Gridleyg first Vice-president, Paul Williams, second Vice-president, Chas. Ray, Secretary, Eleanor Barnes, Treasurer, Aldine Dicksong Executive Committee representative, Margaret Allen, Student Government Representatives, Edward Easton and Kenneth Clover, Girls' League Representative, Eileen Caldwellg Yell Leader, Chas. Ray. The officers for the second semester are: President, Harriet Gridleyg first Vice- president, Joe Richertg second Vice-president, Willard Barnes, Secretary, Mildred Robinson, Treasurer, Billie Watrousg Executive Committee Representative, Edward Easton, Student Government Representatives, Kenneth Clover and Thomas Gwynneg Girls' League Representative, Tessie Gianninig Yell Leader, Chas. Ray. We are indebted and grateful to both Mr. Enyeart and Mr. Williamson for their inspiring help and kindly advice. They have been our advisors this year, and have helped us over many hard places by their interest and sympathy. It has been pleasant to go through La Jolla High School, and when we leave it for the last time, we hope to leave behind us as many happy memories as we take with us. -Jane Rose.