Mountain View Union High School - Blue and Gray Yearbook (Mountain View, CA)

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( ' I ' d lir sung to Alollil Oi ' ) I. EXTLY sways the Red and Green above, songs of love farewell ; Of our hopes anil ti ' nsi in her we lell. II. y FA ' TLY sways the Red ai I 1 To tlieni we sing our so) And to Alma Mater a fs Though we drift far from thy halls of learning. In future thoughts to yon returning. We will liless thy teachers for their training. Stronger characters in us sustaining. III. Come then. Classmen, let us all be proving. Never their trust in us be rueing; Teach the world the lessons they have taught ns. Sharing with them the glory they have bi ' inight us. IV. On the sea of life we now ai ' e going, We ' ll ne ' re be drifting but be rowing; Let the storm lie high, we ' ll have no fear; The safe harbor ahead is our career. CHORCS. Mountain ' iew High, ilountain View High. We part now but never shall forget thee; For yon, just you, oui ' hearts i)eat ever true In sorrow or in glee. — Eldora Freeman, ' 14.

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WKSiKimsS: ir slu- do frown, ' tis not in hate of you. .iA iKs nioisiionv. Vou hear that boy laushiii. ? You think he ' s all fun. AI.Ui: IIA iI ' :ilTV. Her smile was prodi- gal i)i summerj ' shine Gaily persistent.

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15 Olltr QIalp nf tht ®raultlp ulraurls nf a Bm at KhmtxtmtB of a S ' eninr falm Founded on Fact. A Drama in Three Acts. Act. 1. Time : Arbor Day. Place: Behind the Seieiitific l!iseuit Factory. THE day was as lu ' ight as a Senior ' s dreaui and the beautiful l)alm was as green as a Freshman. The hole was dug, the p;diu was set, glad hands replaced the earth and packed it tight. Songs were sung, yells were yelled, and Seniors were seen — to be pleased with life. All was gay and bright. Did 1 say all ! But whence this shadow . ' A somber forboding of impending ill o ' erspreads the throng. Note ye you gloomy coun- tenance. Mark ye yon curly lock s and bi-is1ly mane, in secret pow- wow met. Fair Senior Palm, I warn thee, fear the impotent wrath of venge- ful jealousy. Thy glory shall be thy ruin; thy exultation thy un- doing. In that dark council is thy doom defined. Yon buzzing heads of pui ' est )ione I ' esolve thy fate. Beware! (Curtain) Act. 2. Time : Twelve hours later. Place : Same as Act 1. The day is done, the night has come, and the dread hour of evil charm draws nigh. Pale moonlight floods the scene. The doonied tree shivers in the sighing breeze. All is hushed and still. But hark ! A low cry trembles on the air. ' Tis answered. Benches and garbage cans catch up the call and spectral figures glide into view. They hold a minute ' s conference ovei- the lonely palm. One stands out befoi-e the tree; he waves his hand for silence; he lifts a glitter- ing tool; he strikes. A cloud obscures the moon and all is dark as a clink of metal greets the ear. A damp earthy suiell as of the grave creeps in the nostrils. The sounds continue. A pause. Heav.y breath- ing and straining muscles; a creaking wheel as of some goblin char- iot ; midnight strikes; the moon shines out; a whisk of wind and they are gone. A yawning pit is seen. Calaliastic and inartistic signs and symbols are diplayed. But the Palm — is gone 1 Weep ye, who loved it well, for who ran say when you shall see it moi ' e. Bo-o H-o-o-o ! (Curtain) Act. 3. Time: Some days later. Place: Same as Act 2. The sini once more beams down. The clouds of war have cleared