Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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Alk in Burgess but not so broad ot' shoul- der. He too was S'1ll.l1'0-jilWC4l and lirm ehinned. Ilis mouth and nose elosely re- sembled Alvin's but his eyes-were as blue as the heavens and his broad l'orehead was set oft' by a mass ol wavy blond hair. Sherwood sought Alvin's eompany as often as she eould and the tw,, beeame firm friends. Day after day brought up the sinbjeet of football. But it was of no use. Alvin only shoved his hands in his trouser poekets and smiled sweetly. Ile promised t'aitht'ully to attend the praetiee gaine with liawrenee. This was to be the last game on the home grounds and the next Saturday the team was to go to Woodland to fight for the ehampionship ot' the state. Things looked blue for Au- bu1'n. Jaek Daulton had been shifted to full-baek. but the fellow who had taken his plaee at wing was at home in bed with typhoid fever. Jaek must go ibaek to wing' and the substitute full was only a fresh- man and new to the game. As Alvin entered the gate that Satur- day afternooon his fare wore a deep seowl. If I had only felt as Sure of my- self when I entered here as I do now. I might have been able to help old Sher out then but I'm afraid its too late now. he said. It was a regular Rugvby day. Everybody was there. The Auburn side was a. mass ol? blue and white while on the other side the small band from liawrenr-e defiantly waved their red and gray. Between them lay tho brown field with its white lilies sparkling' in the sunlight. . It was a hard game and Ilawrenee took it three to nothing. IVoodland had beaten liawrenee. What was Auburn to do? Al- vin thought ot' this as he made l1is way toward the gym. Well he eonldn't help it for everyone knew how he hated foot- ball. Ile met Sherwood at the gym door. HFIII awfully sorry Sher, old man, he said. Yom wouldn't have had any eause to be it you had been playing' Burgess. I re- member how you waded into us when you were playing' full baek on the Deening team two months ago. said the Lawrenr-e eaptain who had just eome up. Playing full with Ileening? Al why did you tell me you didn't play foot-ball? asked Sher with a look of reproaeli in his eyes. For a minute a, deep frown darkened Alvin's faee, but it eleared away and he shoved his hands in his trousers poekets and grinned cheerfully. Oh just cause, he began teasingly. Cause you're an old false alarm and you're going' to play fullback at Woodland next Saturday. Finished Sher. and he threw his arms around Alvin and hugged him as tight as he could.

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1 Q f , lmllllgt A - YY .Q it tl. A FALSE ALARM By ELLA WUHZ. '11 'tNo, I never was interestt-d in zlthletivs. In fuvt, I dou't see any sense in at tellow getting: out there and working himself to death to suy nothing of having the euptaiu und couch nztggiiig' at him the whole time he's there. The spa-alter. zu tull, hroud-shouldered. good-looking' youth. shoved his liunds in his trousers pockets, smiled :uuinhly and sttlollted off. lle was at huutlsome ehzlp, this .Xlrin Burgess. llc- had at square jzlw Ellltl at firm vhin. Ilis mouth wus how- slmpul und was usually c-urlefl into il smile. Ili- had zu uood nose und large blown eyes thut Wert- nlu'uj's twinkling' :ind hri'nl'ul ot' govfl humor. Ile had u high t'oreheud surmountod hy at vrop of vurlv :lurk lnrovsn hair. 'l'l1t- lazy ilxeggstr. IYou.lrln't he make at dfundy t'ull though und thut's just what we lll't1lI.u sighed Slwrwood llurtou. vztptuin :ind tirst tive-eiglits ol' the Rugby teum. l tlidn't have any itlvn that he wus sua-h il n'ul'l'. llut nt-it-r mind. Sher. we van get ulong without him. Iniesides Jan-lc can t'lxung'e over tu t'ull it' its net-essury. said Mr. Wells, the eouvli, That may the, but we need Jack where he is. If only this lBurg'ess would eome out. lt peeves me though the way he re- ferred to you. und me. I wonder if he didn't know who we were? Of r-ourse he did. Ile only wanted to play hig. Well its time for praetice, hurry ulonu' und jump into Your Smit, replied the eoueh. Burton turned slowly toward the gym U with il feeling- hult' of anger. half of ud- mirution tor the new Junior. He was uugry with Burgess he:-:tuse ot' the way he hzul spoken and yet he admired him For his struiuhtt'oru'urdness. 'l'l1erv's no 1-owurd in. his make-up. he muttered. I guess he's just plain lazy hevuuse I know ht-'s not afraid. I wonder if' l 4-un persuade him to eome out. Any- wzuv I'll trv her-uuse its worth trying. Slwrwood Burton wus uhout :ts tnll as

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THE CLASS OF 1914 There were eight pupils in our Senior Class, l ixe ol' us were girls and three were boys. l still l'L'lll9Illll01' Esther, brilliant lass, And Mae who ne'er knew ought but harmless joys. llarold was ever fond ot' ehildish toys, While dignity was elassed with mild Aileen. Yoiung- llenry was quite l'ond ot' making' noise. And Susie thought my memory was keen, llut liverett seldom talked t'or fear ot' 'being seen. Where are they now. those happy days gone by, Yvhere 1-are was east aside without a thoug'ht'? We hear that 'Esther's standing' is quite high, And through long' years ot' patience she has brought llerself to tear-h what to her others taught, And Susie also elinrhs the tear-hers' scale, Where in young' brains those lessons all are wrought. With gladness do l now these tidings hail, ' Hut to tell all their worth would be a longer tale. Aileen. in typing, is, indeed, quite swiftg 'She always works and never laeks a plaee. To show her training' was to her a gift: She masters shorthand with a ready grave. And Henry, too, in life has won a raee. In all wireless derives he is skilled. And woras in patienee with a smiling' fave. Among' the ehiet' inventors he is hilled. And down in history his name a plat-9 has filled. of Mae we will a different story tellg We hear ot' her as traveling abroad With brush and pallette. she applies them well, Whivh many Paris luxntries at't'ord. She paints a liiing' pieture on a hoard. lla rold, who as our president was u-uned. And when a ireeting' ealled. was never bored, ln the nation's polities has aimed. As our nation's president he will some day be famed. Everett always enjoyed being' elerkg Standing' behind the eounter in a store. lt didn't seem to be sueh awful work. Ile! now eng'ag'ed in business as ot' yore, .Xlthough it's larger than it was before: Ile handles it with sl-'i'l. l must eonfess. l'7:r all his profits eome to quite a score. As For myself. I have aehieved no less. But all that T hare. l'll lean- for you to guess. MARY PAREYTI. '14