Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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Edna Heck ls a hlstory glrl Also a society queen: Bobble loves. hls halr to twirl, And tell of hls farm. his ranch and team: Of myself-l'm rather coy you see, So l won't say much about little me. EDNA HEIDORN, '09 SUNG Ol THE CLASS OF 1909 . We're the Senior Class ln High School. We gather here to say Good-by , To all the very happy school days. And the joyous thlngs gone by. Course we've had our llttle troubles, Day when thlngs looked mighty blue, But all the clouds had silver linings, And now we sure can prove to you That lspoken by class I Chorus: - We were tha- class ln High School, The people that made thlngs go, What you wlll do wlthout us. ls something that we don't know. We rather hate to leave you. For us please heave one slgh. Maybe you don't know. We've been the whole show. ln Brentwood High! II. Sometime you will surely miss us. When you pause and thlnk awhile, Ol' all the years we've spent together. Of all we've done to make you smile. Full soon our places wlll be taken. But ln your hearts we've found a place That neither future years nor future classes Will from your memory erase, For tspoken by classy Chorus:- We were the class ln High School. The people that made things go. What you wlll do without us. ls something that we don't know. We rather hate to leave you. For us please heave one slgh. Maybe you don't know, We've been the whole show, ln Brentwood High!

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Sophomores rid-iculed our every act. and called us Freshies we blushed with shame. and when the reverent Juniors passed us we began to feel very small, and recalled to our minds that we had just left the Grammar School. Alas, the worst was yet to come! We were entirely humiliated when amo, amare etc. came into our life. This continued our iirst year in L. U. H. S. Each day added new troubles to our lot. One of the principal ones. toward the end of the iirst year, was a visit from Mr. Thomas. Some of us must certainly have thought ourselves small when we tried to hide from him behind the stove. Those who were so patient in trying vainly to teach us were-Mr. George Russell as teacher of Mathematics, Miss I-Iorr as teacher of English and History, and Miss Klenck. the Commercial teacher. The.second year. Miss Klenck left us. She was succeeded by Miss Ruth Peterson. This year we were bent on seeking vengeance. and took pleasure in tormenting the Freshmen. Nothing else of vital interest occurred during our Sophomore year, which passed quietly on with innocent fun. The third year witnesed an entire change in teachers Mr. Russell was cucceeded by. Mr. T. A. Lewis as principal, Miss Baird became our English and History teacher and Miss Baird, the teacher of the commercial course. Ninteen hundred and seven found us as yet in the back rooms of the grammar school. But on, March 24, 1909 rejoicing and wild with anticipation, we entered our new schoolhouse, the present home of the L. U. H. S., having paid our adieus to our old abode. Q A partial change of teachers occurred in the fourth year. Baird Much to our pleasure and fortunately for us, Miss was with us. Mr- Pettit became our principal. Miss Bixby the commercial teacher and Miss Comings. as teacher of Mathematics and Chemistry. Miss Comings left us in December and Miss Newby took her place, This year our sorrows were doubled. and lo! redoubled when informed by Mr. Pettit that we might be accredited to the University this year. and in order to do so we must expect a .visit from Dr. Thomas. On March eighteenth we receiv- ed,our expected guest. whom we for some reason feared, though I see no reason why. since he is so pleasant. The last year of our High School life is now drawing .to an end, and we are looking forward with rejoicing to that great day when we stand on the threshold of life, yet when we recall to mind the many pleasures of the past, and look dimly into the future. it is withsorrow and regret. But it will not be long, when we shall meet together ,as a class, probably for the last time. receive our diplomas arise and go forth.k Adieuf' , There we are as the others see us. Bessie sings like a lark: Willie loves with girls to spark: lva has such a pleasant way Of doing something every day: , . To make one think ,she really would Make a wife for some one good:

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Glass Qgrnphetg. It was early spring. Trees were bursting into bloom and the song of birds, which had gone South for the winter were just returning. The previous winter had been unusually long and dreary so Dad thought that a change of climate and scenery would be a benetit to us all. He had recently 'purchased a new 1919 model airship, and in a short time preparations were completed for a flying trip abroad. The party consisted of eleven tinclud- ing mei. We, we left San Francisco March 30, 1919, at 10 A. M., and were soon sailing over the San Joaquin and Sacra- mento valleys at a great rate of speed. The Sierra Nevada and Rocky Mountains were soon far behind. We had not lighted once during our speedy trip over more than half of the continent, but by the time Chicago was sighted it was nearing evening. so we decided to alight and spend the night in the Windy City. After engaging rooms and partaking of dinner we bought tickets for the Opera. Soon after being ushered to our seats, the curtain rolled up and before us stood a young woman dressed in a superb gown of white satin, embroidered in silver. The rich tones of her silvery voice sounded familiar, and after scrutinizing her features intently for a minute recognized one of the L. U. H. S. seniors of 1909, no other than Miss Bessie Collis. Later in the evening while Miss Collis was at leisure she informed us that she had had a brilliant career as a prima donna and had gained a reputation not only in the United States but also abroad. She also blushingly told us that she was about to give up her career and become the wife of a wealthy lawyer of New York City. Next morning we again ascended and were speeding toward Washington, D. C.. where we arrived at ll P. M. We planned to spend about a week here. The second day after our arrival, while sauntering along one of the busy thorough-fares we noticed one of the signs which read Wm. W. Morgan, Attorney at Law. We wondered if this could possibly be our witty, red-haired senior of L. U. H. S. of '09. We were conducted into a private office. where seated in a revolving chair before a roll-top desk sat Willie. He arose when we entered, and to our surprise recognized us immediately: He seemed quite pleased to see a party of old L. U. H. S. pals of his again. Upon question- ing him, he told us that he had kept in touch with most of his class, and through him we learned that Robert Wallace was now a professor of Agriculture at Stanford University. He further informed us that Robert had bee married about three years and was the proud dad of a wee little daughter. We knew that Miss Iva Bonnickson was in Washing- ton also for she had been elected the first woman repres- entative of California tquite an honorl. We consulted a directory and were soon on our way to visit her. She was looking fine, still quite plump, but not a bit older in ap- pearance. She introduced our party to the President, who