Lewis and Clark High School - Tiger Yearbook (Spokane, WA)

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THE L1-zwrs AND CLARK JOURNAL THE SILVER LEGEND D the hulls of wlld Nevada Mud the mountalns of Nevada Lxved a mmer xn hrs cabln Lxved with hrs wlfe and baby With no thought of fear or danger Naught but Indrans for companxona INot a paleface ln the regxon Lived there for a year rn safety Late one night there came a summons Breaking m upon his slumbers And beside his doorway standing Five among the hlghest warnors Straight they stood wlthm the moonlrght Stlll as statutes nn the moonlight And they spoke unto the paleface We have come to take you wlth us On a Joumey through the mountams There to see the Redskms treasure But our fathers oft have told us No paleface shall know the pathway Leading to the Redskins treasure So your eyes must be blindfolded Ere you start upon your way I7 or before the sun has nsen Youll return back to your cabm Redskins he not so believe us Forth 0 er rocks and crags they led htm Over hills and breaks they led hlm Tull at last the blmd was loosened In a cave the paleface standing Saw the Indians sllver treasure All about was masswe sxlver Showing as the torchllghts fhckered All the walls were gllstemng silver And the floor Inland with sllver Long he gazed ln speechless wonder At this mme of nchest treasure Tull they led hum back blindfolded O er the way that he had come As the mommg light was breaklng Ere the sun agam had nsen At hrs cabm door they left hum Wnth his wlfe ln anguish wantmg Wxth her there to tell the story Many months he searched the mountams Looking for the Redskins treasure Then to ard his search he called for Men with compass men of leammg Many years have come ana vamsned And the Indian Race IS shattered INone are lett to tell the pathway And the sllver still IS hidden Stlll lt hes a silver casket Mld the hllls of wild Nevada Alice Wilcox I4 TO THE OLD HIGH SCHOOL To you old school our thoughts tum back As through a vlslon clear We see you as we dnd of old Wnth mem nes ever dear We see your noble arches Your stately tower so tall The wammg of your old tower clock Full many a one dad call Around your picture ever clings The hlstory of its past It tells of joy and gladness For sorrows could not last Ah time has come and gone old school There stands wxthln your plac The heir to your past glory Tis framed by later grace When High School days are over We ln vam suppress a sigh Our thoughts tum to The Lewis and Clark And you old South Side Hugh frma Rice func I4 LIMERICK There was a young fellow named Paul Who was so exceedmgly tall That when has wife kissed htm She found she had mxssed hlm In fact hadn t reached hxm at all Laura Lmdstrum Samba Hello Rastus where IS you gwme? Rastus I amt a gwme nowhar Ise yes been whar I s gwme 28 , . . C , I ' T I . T 1 . . . . ' ' ' ' . . . I . s 4 Q , ' . ' ' . u -nl ' ' I T . . . I . I I Z . u . T . . g . . - . ' v I I ' I I Have no fear that we will harm you . 5 ' v . . : , , . . . ' ' ' - o r ' 2 . v . . . . : ' ' , . . ' I ' , i n . ' l . .. 1 ' 1 U - . . - .. I ' ' . u - n - . o ' ' 0 ' I ' ' I ' fl

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THE Laws AND thet Ill Jest take thrs mask for a souvenrr When I go out west agarn I ll show rt to th boys an tell em all about one of those grass hopper brarned gentleman burglars who held me up Ill also tell em thet th foresard grasshopper brarned gentleman burglar thought thet he was dealrn wrth someone fresh from th green frelds of th country an he got careless wrth a gun Then Ill te'l em th rest of th lrttle tale It ll be son' Joke rtwrll Thet got hrm sore an he began cussrn m Now I always thought thet I had a pretty large strrng of cuss words but I must admrt thet thrs feller had me beat I guess he was an authorrty on th subject When he frnrshed there was nothrng more to be sard an so I took th mask from hrs face an made an unnecessary rerrark abo.rt hrs pretty baby blue eyes He looked at me as rf he felt sorry for me an then he walked away wrthout sayrn a word I started out rn th other drrectron fer th polrce statron After I had went bout three blocks I heard someone runnrn be hrnd me about a block away I began thrnk III thet perhaps th hold up had a pal rn th nerghborhood an thet they were chasern m I started to run too Somehow I slrpped an before I knew rt I went down rn a lrttle puddle of muddy water lrke a roped steer I lard there a few mmutes an ab sorbed a couple of quarts of water fore I got ready to get up When I drd get up I found a polrceman standrn over me wrth a gun rn hrs han s You re under arrest says he I dont see what for says I I guess I can lay down rn a lrttle puddle of water lf I want to cant I3 No objectron at all says he Now you d better strck up em han s whrle I search you fer th artrllery As he began searchrn me a man came up on th run Thet s hrm' says he thet s th man thet held me up an took ever thm I had When he hrst began talkrn I saw thet rt was th gent wrth th pretty baby blue eyes I also saw thet I rs as rn a pretty mess an thet there was no use of chewrn th rag jest then Th cop passed some remark about my CLARK JOURNAL bem pretty well stocked up wrth other peo ples property an then he rang rn fer th bus When rt came we prled rn an th blue eyed gent went along wrth us All th way down he kept nudgem me rn th srde At th statron I told th whole story but they all laughed an sard thet I mrssed my callrn thet I ought to be wrrtm farry tales fer th lrttle tots They took all th stuff otfn me whrle th gent wrth th blue eyes told them a pack of lres about my holdrn hrm up I was so excrted thet I forgot to tell them about th rrngs rn th hat est as they were leadrn me to a cell th gent wrth th blue eyes told them thet they had better look rn my hat Then they found th rrngs I trred to explarn but they jest laughed At th trral rt was th same The Judge svnrled at my lrttle tale an then he polrtely remmded me thet I had ben rdentrfred by sev eral of my vrctums thet I ran from the polrce man thet I had a mask wrth me an thet rmgs rn th hat He also sard thet rf Mr Bums had held me up an I had succeeded rn turnrn th tables on hrm I should have held hrm there for th polrce No man rn hrs rrght senses he sard would do such a foolish thrn as I clarmed I had done I got five years BECAUSE TIS NIGHT Because trs nrght the brrds have gone to rest And oer the earth the evenrng shadows Of gray and srlver where the moon shows est And rn the sky the heavenly lamps are lrt Because trs nrght Because trs nrght all nature s fount o erflows And sprlls her dewy crest on hrlls and flowers And brrghtens all the world and trnts the rose And frlls the shadowy nooks and leafy bowers Because trs nrght Fem Angell I4 I V ' ' ' ' I U - , - - , , .- . 1 I s . A3 Ol' ' V ' l I . I ' g . . , e. , - I . . - I ' ' I i . . . , . ' n ll ' U ' ' l ' . . ' ' ' u ' at th statron I drd not say anythrn about th . , 1 - u ' ' ' ' ' - . . ' ' ' . u no . . ll I I . U I 1 , , ' ' Hn: 1 ' ' O 1 I U ' ' I Ol . ' 1 - , 1 o - s ' A 0 ll I ' ' u - v - s ' ' , - . . . . n ol , 1- ' .

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THE LEWIS AND CLARK IOURNAL Published Nionthly durmg the School tear by the Students of 'lhe Iewrs and Clark Hxgh School Spokane NY1sh1ngton Office Room 176 Appltcatmn for Entry as Second Class Matter at the Post Office at Spokane Pending Volume I June 1'tl Number 2 EDITORIAL STAFF Ed1torlnCh1ef Emmet I-I Shaw Senior Editor Margaret Sanford tthletrc Pdrtor Frrc Johnson Current Events Maud Wooster Ilterarx Pdrtor Ruby Metler Joke Edntor Robert Clemfnt BUSINE S S STAFF Business Nlanager Chas l' Rogers -Xsslstunt Husrness Nlanager bred Borden 'tdwertlsxng Nlnnagcrs leur 1 txtell George Stesrs trthur tloodnuugh Prrcc S1 per Hear Twenty Cents n Copy Over a century has now elapsed s 1 n c e those famous explorers honor of whom our THE Lrawrs AND CLARK JOURNAL school has been named made therr perilous expedrtxon mto thrs great Northwest country It was then an unknown land a land of sav age beasts and no less savage men a land mto whrch no whrte man had ever before ventured lnto thrs wrld region those dauntless moun tameers came accompanied only by a trny band of twenty seven followers They dad not realrze at that time what a truly wonder ful thmg for the country they were doing When on scaling the mighty peaks of the Rockies they descended mto the fertlle val leys of what rs today knovsm as the Inland Empire they drd not realize what a great future thrs Northwest had before rt ln openmg these vast regrons to our coun try Lewrs and Clark undertook and earned out a task the value of whrch can never be overestimated It rs mdeed most applicable that our school the hnest school rn this great Inland Emprre which they explored should be named ln honor of them And lrkewlse rt seems none the less applicable that our Hugh School Paper should be named m honor of the famous Lewis and Clark ournals ln whrch was wntten by some member of the expedxtron, the vanous events just as they happened So rt IS that our paper, ln whrch I5 wntten and happenmgs of the The Lewrs and Clark the vanous events school rs called oumal Of all the great east ern colleges there are perhaps no two which have a keener football nvalry than Pennsylvama and Comell Cer tamly there rs no game of any kmd rn any llne of sport that creates half as much ex crtement as rs caused by the annual Thanks grvmg game between these two great rlvals And strange to say In all the years that they have been struggling with each other on the grrdlron only once has Cornell been vrctonous ln fact It has come to be almost a forgone conclusron rn the world of foot ball that no matter how poor a team Penn sylvama may have or how fme a team Cor nell may have the great Thanksgiving game always manages to end with the uakers boasting the long end of the score However ln the year l906 lt looked as lf the old rule would most surely be broken Pennsylvania had a very ordinary team whlle Comells was a wonder She had won almost every game on her schedule whxle Pennsylvania s record showed nothing but a serres of drsmal farlures Thanksglv mg Day finally arrived and thmgs stmll bore the same aspect The lthlcans were every where jubilant Fortune was surely with them thus time and at last they were going to have sweet revenge on therr Quakeu SCHOOL SPIRIT , . . . v v 1 4 , - . . , . ., . . , . - . - - , . . 3 , . I - ' 1 1 . , . . . - . A ' 1 3 1 ' .' - V - 3 , , 2 1' . -, , I. -.3 . . l' - , 3 4 ' . l., i ge: ,, Y' -.' ,3.',l ' ' . .25 ' , . . ,. . n . J H , In . v ' - v . . . , . - ' I O ' I , . ' - - . .- I l - . ,, . . . . - - v v v - v n v - . . v - . f U - n - - . , . - n . . . . . . , . - . .. . . . . . ,, . . . . I I ' .