Oroville Union High School - Nugget Yearbook (Oroville, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1921 volume:

• 1 3Pnrruu� rft Our work is finished. We hnVe done our best, nnd we hope this Alpha xOill he kindly received. Into this little hook v?e have garnered the sheaves of this year’s activities, the fruits of our best efforts as students of the Oroville Union High School. 1 o all those who aided us in this endeaVor vJe v?ish to express our gratitude. We extend our thanks to the staff for their earnest co-operation, to the printing class for their work in publishing this issue in our own print-shop, and to the unfailing interest and advice of the faculty advisors. Charlotte Rutherford May Beik Published Annually bV the Students of the Oroville I Inion High School. June i, iQ2i D cM cation tu iWrs. 31 mu' Ktslict attb iittss jFreiita link 3ln appreciation of their untiring efforts in making all our school activities a success, the J tnhent %oby of the (Droiiille Union High School respectfully heMcate this issue of the Alpha 31 u iiii'mnriaiu Bright, cheerful, hopeful. with dreams ne’er realized, we shall not forget thee. Jflncina Jtlilrs '2 1 April !• . 1!)()(! December 11. 1SC20 MR. GREENE MISS DECHMAN MISS NELSON MR. NISBET MISS BEIK MR. J. B. HUGHES MRS. NISBET MR. KISSLINC MISS HOLDER MISS BOWER MR. LAWRENCE ; Myrle Grubbs Dorothy Steadman George Fisher Miss Bov'er Miss Beik Stanislaus Albright Helen Bolles Louis Winter Lola Endicott Beth Haught Willard Will Ida May Cory Arthur McKillop Helen Rurherford Mar McGregor Angeonette Davis Lionel Richards Louise Andrews Minerva Kitrick Claudia Gilbert 9 eni ors WILLARD WILL Class President -4. Yell Leader -2. Cadet Adjutant -4. Vice-President Student Body -3 CHARLOTTE RUTHERFORD Executive Committee -1,-4. Basketball -3,-4. Sec.-Treas. Student Body -4. Editor A'rha 4. ANGEONETTE DAVIS Class Vice-President -4. Class President -1. Senior Play -4. Alnha Staff -4. IDA MAY CORY Nevada City Hiprh School -1,-2. Tax Collector -4. Aloha Staff -4. Business Manager Senior Play -4. 10 MILDRED WATERS Senior R!av 4. Operetta -3,-4. Basketball -3. MY RLE GRUBBS Alpha Staff -4. Chorus -2,-3. LOUIE DaMASSA Circulation Manager Times -4. Ass. Bus. Mgr. Alpha -4. Lieutenant Ce.dets -4. Tennis Manager -4. MAY BEIK Associate Editor Alpha -4. Class Vice-president -2. Secretary-Treasurer 3. ANGELA SMITH Basketball Manager -2, 3. Basketball -1 -2.-3,-4. Tennis Manager -4. Tennis -2,-3,-4. CHARLES CORBIN Baseball Captain -4. Barebal! -2, -3. -4. KENNETH DUNTON Business Manager A’pha -4. Cadet Sergeant -4. Editor Times -4. Football -4. HELEN BOLLES Senior Play -4. President Student Body -4. Alpha Staff 3.-4. Class President -3. 11 GERALD DAILEY Baseball -3.-4. Basketball -4. Circus -2. VENE SHARKEY Baseball -3,-4. Farketball -1.-4. Stage Manager -6,-4. RIJTH LAYTON Chorus -2,-3. Circus -2. ETHELDA INMAN City Editor Times -4. Class Secretary -3. LLOYD RIPPEY Circus -2. Senior Reception Committee -3,-4. LOUIS WINTERS Football -4. Baseball -1. Captain Cadets -4. Operetta -4. GEORGIA McMILLAN Operetta -4. Circus -2. Freshman Reception -4. FLORENCE LAM3ERT Chorus -2,-3. Circus -3. 12 EILEEN NIEHAUS Clajs Secretary-Treasurer -2. Student Control -1. Ope etta -3,-4. Circus -2. ARLIN RICHARDS First Sergeant Cadets -4. Cartoonist -2. 3.-4. Editor Times -4. Football -4. MARGUERITE WITHERSPOON Louisburgr Seminary -1.-2.-3. Freshman Reception -4. REBECCA GERSON Chorus -2. -3. Interclass Basketball -4. ARTHUR McKIILOP Alpha Staff 4. Senior Pier -4. Basketball -4. Operetta -4. RAMONA THURMAN I ter class Basketball -4. Chorus -2,-3. Circus -2. DOROTHY STEADMAN Freshman Reception -2,-4. Property Woman -2. Alpha Staff -4. Debating 4. JACK SMITH Chico Hi rh School -1,-2,-3. Debating -4. 13 ALICE WEED % Operetta -4. Chorus -2. Circus -2. IRENE MURPHY Aloha Staff -2. Chorus -2. Circus -2. JOHN McCLOUD Senior Reception Committee -3. Cadet Sergeant -4. Cadets -1,-2,-3. STELLA STRANG Operetta -2.-3. Chorus -2,-3. Circus -2. LOUISE WELLS Manhattan High School. Kan. -1,-2 Freshmen Reception -4. Basketball -3,-4. MULFORD FOX Student Control Committee -1. Executive Committee -2. Tennis -3,-4. Baseball -4. WILL RED BLACNHARD Lieutenant Cadets -4. Senior play -4. Debating -4. Track -4. ILOXE LAMBERT Modesto High School -1,-2. Operetta -4. Interclass Basketball -4. 14 THELMA FOGARTY We.twood Hi rh School -1 Freshmen Reception -4. Interclass Basketball -4. JIM WALSH Baseball -2,-3,-4. Basketball -2,-3,-4. Cadet Lieutenant -3. Cadet Major -4. 15 K f : SI CLASS I. We. the Senior Class of 1921, of the Oroville Union H'gh School, being of sound and disposing mind, and real ix'ng that we ere about to leave the doors of our home, where we have dwelt in such security for the past four years and de iring to meet our world struggle unhindered by certain pieciovs encumbrances, desire to will and bequeath, collectively and individually, the e valued assets; to wit: FIRST: We do hereby nemo, constitute, and appoint Mrs. Irene J. Nisbet, executrix of this last Will and Testament. SECONDLY: We hereby bequeath our seats of honor, dignity, and punctuality to the conceited Juniors. THIRDLY: To the egotistic Sophomo-es we leave our wisdom, well knowing that they will profit by it. FOURTHLY: We, tearfully and sadly, will our knowledge, procured from the experience? of our four years in this school to our young and beloved Freshmen. Furtheimore. I, May Beik, bequeath my natural complexion to Helen Huntington. I, Wilfred Blanchard, honestly leave my Freshman Queening ability to Abe Penner. I. Helen Bolles. readily will my shiny nose to Pearl Raymond. Here’s hoping she uses a powder puff oftener than I. I; Charles Corbin, leave my cunning way to Herbert Palmer. I, Ida May Cory, humbly bequeath my job as Tax Collector to Art Harris. I, Louie Da Massa, endowed with the persuasive quality possessed by few, desire to wili my love of arguing to Wilton Harlan. I, Angeonette Davis, bestow my pug-nose to Marion Ehmann. I, Kenneth Dunton, desiring things to be equal, do hereby declare that my tall stature be divided equally between Randall Egan, Bob Harlan, and Gerald McCoy. I. Mulford Fox. leave my slimness to Glen (Fat) Marders. I, Rebecca Gerson. sadly and tearfully leave my cradle of babies to the next Freshman nurse. I, Myrle Grubb , leave my taste for good literature to Henrietta Rosenburg. I, Ethelda Inman, after keeping my “1921” chew' of g .m from detection by eagle-eyed teachers, do hereby bequeath the same to the faculty as a token of respect an.I appreciation. I. Florence Lambert, desirous of making all people happy, will my giggle to Josephine William'. I, Ilone Lambert, with a true and blue heart, be tow my boisterous ways upon Margaret Crain. I, Ruth Layton, leave my violent modes of expression to Ruby Dry den. I, John McCloud, unreluctantly bestow my blushes upon innocent Haiold Me A tee. I, Georgia McMillan, bequeath my curly hair to Tim Bell. A charity gift, indeed! I, Arthur McKillop, will the secret of my pompadour to Otto Crum. I, Gerald Dailey, leave my lariet to Marshall Breeden. I, Irene Murphy, will my “petite” stature to Eleanor Hesbol. I, Eileen Niehaus, leave my independent ways to Grace McKenzie. I. Charlotte Rutherford, ungrudgingly will my faithful Saxon io Frances Cochran. What a sight! I. Dorothy Steadman, leave my bored appearance to Mary McGregor. I. Stella Strang, leave my gift of gab to George Fisher hoping he will profit by it. I, Ramona Thurman, bestow my “A’s” in History to a wise Sophomore. I know he will profit by them. I. Jim Walsh, leave my trombone to John McGee. I, Alice Weed, leave my sweet smile to Ella Crum. It pays to be pleasant. I, Mildred Waters, leave my part in the operetta to the next play heroine. I, Arlin Richards, leave my priceless “Rembrandt, Junior” to the next cartoonist. 1 I. Louise Wells, leave my much borrowed and abused comb to the school in general. I, Willard Will, leave my loud and melodious voice t Clarence WTright. I. Louis Winters, bequeath my love and admiration for women to George Good. I. Peg Witherspoon, being generous and departing in i happy disposition, leave it to the grouch of the school. I, Angela Smith, will my managership of basketball to whomsoever is elected to that position. No sympathy goes with it. I, Thelma Fogarty, bequeath my vamping ways to Alita Darby. I. Llovd Rippey, leave my plentiful supply of freckles to Aaron Burt. I. Jack Smith, with the greatest of judgment, bequeath my oratorical ability to Put Hendricks. 1 know he will win ihe championship in debating. I, Vene Sharkey, will my complete outfit of tailor-made clothes to George Packard. In witness whereof, wc have hereunto set our hand and seal this first day of May in the year of our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Twenty-one. SENIOR CLASS Witnesses: Miss Freida Beik. Miss Halciu Bower. CLASS name nickname May Bcik Wilfred Blanchard Helen Belles Charles Corbin Ida Map Cory Louis Da Massa Angeonette Davis Kenneth D-inton Mul ford Fox Rebecca Gerson Vene Sharkey Myrle Grubbs Ethelda Inman Florence Lambert Hone Lambeit Ruth Layton John McCloud Georgia McMillian Jack Smith Arthur M .Killop Gerald Daily Irene Murphy Eileen Niehaus Charlotte Rutherford Dorothy Steadman Stella Strang Ramona Thurman James Walsh Alice Weed Mildred Waters Msrguentte Witherspoon Louise Wells Willard Will Louis Winters Thelma Fcgartp Angela Smith Llopd Rippey Arlin Richards Bake Bill Lucp Cordp Dodo Louie Angy Kennp John Becky Vener Skeezix Thelda Florrie Loney Rufus Mac Curley Smithie Art Gevd Rene Leenie Carlio Dot Stell Monie Mnzzini A1 Mickep Peg Toots Bill Winters Sammy Smithie Rip Richie HOROSCOPE APPEARANCE PASTIME AMBITION Inscrutable SW Noisy Cute Ambitious Handsome Happy' Manly Sieepv Slow Roughneck Interested Sly Quiet Husky Coy Deliberate Niftp Studious Skinny? Develisb Irish Independent Important Bored Modest Small J« y Sweet Mischievous Married Pert Well Fed Strong Pretty Athletic Red Bow-legged Fishing Debating Fating Trash Wistling Cooking Placing Pool Entertaining Waiting at the depot Delivering Specials Vamping Freshman Fooling Around Studying Cranking Fliv Trying to be heard Sewing Dreaming Delivering Milk Seeking the Library Looking up statistics Dancing Making a track name Seeking Stell Dancing Working Writing Letters Doing as Irene does Laughing Cutting Looking Talking Fulfilling her Vows Attending Jitneys Eating Arguing Swimming Playing tennis Driving the “Fliv Pnnting To be on time To Win a Debate To be a debutante To be a banker To own a bug To be a second Ted LeWis To be a society matron Waiting at the depot To be a Postmaster General To oVn a nursery To make up “Incs To be a teacher To be an editor To be a school teacher To be a dressmaker To attend Heald's To own a dairy To run a kindergarten To be a lawyer To be a sheep herder To be a cowboy President’s piiVate sec’t’y Te be a stenog To be a Chemist lTo do as she pleases To be a pianist To grow up To play with Hickman To diiVe the Mitchell To be a designer To graduate To be an accountant To lie a jeweler To be a forester Agent for freckle cream To win a tournament To be an electrician To ov?n a newspaper IS a- CLASS PROPHECY I he train came slowly to a stop, And from the coach there came. A wide avJake young business man, Will Blanchard was his name. His eye glanced keenly o’er the crowd, As tovJard his car he pressed. A hand fell on his shoulder. He turned, 'Well, I’ll be blessed! 'Willard Will ! And how are pou? Where have you spent your time? You say you’ve just bought Tiffany’s? Sap,that sure is fine. And me? I’m Business Manager For a firm in Me ? Orleans. They deal in almost everything From tacks to aeroplanes. Come in v ith me to get mp mail. Ah! Here is my box. Who is our Postmaster-in-Chief? Why dear old Mulford Fox. That laboratory there belong; To Bfcik Company. May has become a wonder In the v?orld of chemistry. I have to go to one more place It isn’t far from here. The Lincoln Bank of Savings, I helma Fogarty is cashier. Well, now I’m through with business, Let’s get away somewhere. How does the baseball diamond sound? Alright, v?e’ll go out there. Oh! Boy! He sure can hit ’em, Just look at Corbin run! Did pou ever think he’d make a star Wap back in twenty one? At last the game is over. I vJant a bite to eat. We’ll go to Ida Cory’s, Her cafe has all beat. Did pou e-Oer hear of Helen Bolles? She’ s sailing the South Sea? And Eileen Miehaus sends the styles From out of gay Paree. NJow, let’s see a little show. Becky Gerson’s is the best. She always has a good play on, Far better than the rest. Willard, this is surely luck! Just look who we re to see! Da Massa and his saxaphone In Broad wap comedy. And I wouldn't miss the movie. Dailey and Da ?is are on. They’re making millions in pictures, This is their latest one. Remember ho ? we teased him And called him ‘Cowboy Ged’? Well, that’s his movie name. And has won him fame, ’tis said. 1!) “And Angecnette’s some actress, She’s great upon the screen. And that reminds me, Willard, Did you hear about Vene? “After finishing High School He learned electricity, And now he is a partner In a firm with Lloyd Rippey. “McKillop has a place alright, He’s coaching at Princeton. EOery game they played this year. His team always won. “Ethelda Innan’s editor Of the New York Times, I hear, And Irene Murphy is doing well As a manufacturer. “Mildred Waters is a bonder. And better than Edison. She’s the first one of the ladies To make an indention. And when we go, remind me, I v?ant to show you a school. Where Angela Smith is Principal, And makes kids mind the rule. “Hov? is our old friend Winters? Head of the Forest Rangers? And Richards is artist and author Of comics and special features, And Hone Lambert s toy’s. Are made in New Jersey. And Ja:k Smith makes a car That’s speedy as can be. Florence Lambert is accountant In his factory, And keeps his books in order Her woik is done neatly. “I saw Alice Weed this morning She travels for her company And told me she had a fine business In the city of Milwaukee. “She also spoke of Ruth Lawton, Who is some business woman. Ruth ovJns a number of ships And operates them on Lake Huron. “McCloud is still in California, And ovJns an orchard, he wrote. He’s traveled all over the world And seen hundreds of places of note. “Last year, when I went to HaxCaii, I foi nd Georgia McMillan there. She O'cOns about half of the i land And soon will own all, I declare. “Remember hovO Charlotte and Myrle Worked v?hen we v?ere Seniors To put out the little old Alpha? Well, now they are publishers. “Dorothy Steadman is one, Whose works are knovJn far and wide. Did you ever read one of her books? The one called ‘Ttfenty-one Price’? What about Ramona Thurman? She reall has entered the Senate? And Stella Strang is there also? No bonder our government’s gieat! “Louise Wells is now heading The U. of C. Faculty, She says she can’t leave California. I wish I were back at li. C. “Peg Witherspoon is in New York. Her husbahd is president Of the Hutchinson Lumber Company. He owns the firm, I meant. “And now the show is all o ei. What was it all about? I’-Oe paid not the slightest attention. We might as well mosey on out. “But say, Bill, there’s one old fellow. No wonder v?e chanced to forget. For he just finsished this story And hasn’t had time to vtork et.” DUNTON, 21. 20 Myrtle Winters Harold McAtee Lionel Richards President Vice President Secretary-T reasurer George Good Walter Fish Beth Haught Harold McAtee Executive Committee Tax Collector Girls Student Control Boys Student Ccn rol Welton Andrews Wallace Barnett Helen Campbell William Campbell Alice Chase Francis Cochran Margaret Crain George Crowe William Curran George Fisher Laura Fogart Earl Gibbs William Gilbert Arthur Harris Muriel Haskell Louis Hendricks Eleanor Hesbol Helen Huntington Roberta Johnson Man? McGregor John McGee Miles Marders Herbert Palmer Clifford Rhine Henrietta Rosenberg Bernice Rutherford Helen Rutherford Bailey Smith Margaret Williams W illiamW ilson Aaron Burt George Gilman Wilton Harlan Ellis Packard Clarence Wright 21 Stanislaus Albright June Allen Marshall Breeden Ralph Carpenter Edward Andrews Louise Andrews Lucile Bass Edith Bates John Bell Timothy Bell Ralph Bixler Merle Boring Rachel Daniels Alita Darby Mildred Duncan Harold Edgeworth Lola Endicott Marian Ehmann Mildred Fau Arline Haskell Eric Heckers Bernice Hobbs Shepard Hughes Grace McKenzie Tilden Minton Elton Mccney George Packard Vernon Jackson Audrey Jenks Lilian King Edna King Thelma London Joseph McCarn Hazel McCloud Pearl Raymond Gertrude Pickering John Rippey Esther Sheehan Clifford Shepler Melvin Simpson Byron Stetler Harold Swinney Parkes Totman Lucile Ware Ruth Weaver Jeff Wineland Myrtle Winters Harold McAtee Lionel Richards President Vice President Secretary- I reasurer George Good Walter Fish Beth Haught Harold McAtee Executive Committee Tax Collector Girls Student Control Boys Student Ccn'.rol Welton Andrews Wallace Barnett Helen Campbell William Campbell Alice Chase Francis Cochran Maigaret Crain George Crowe William Curran George Fisher Laura Fogarty Earl Gibbs William Gilbert Arthur Harris Muriel Haskell Louis Hendricks Eleanor Hesbol Helen Huntington Roberta Johnson Mar)) McGregor John McGee Miles Marders Herbert Palmer Clifford Rhine Henrietta Rosenberg Bernice Rutherford Helen Rutherford Bailey Smith Margaret Williams William Wilson Aaron Burt George Gilman Wilton Harlan Ellis Packard Clarence W right 21 Stanislaus Albright Ralph Car| enter Eric Heckers President Vice-President Secretary and T reasurer Vernon Jackson Stanislaus Albright 1uno Allen Mai shall Breeden Ralph Carpenter Edward Andrews Louise Andrews Lucile Bass Edith Bates John Bell limothy Bell Ralph Bixler lei le Boring Rachel Daniels Alita Darby Mildred Duncan Harold Edgeworth Lola Endicott Marian Ehmann Mildred Paul Arline Haskell Eric Heckers Bernice Hobbs Shepard Hughes Lola Endicott Arline Haskell Joseph McCarn Executive Committee Grace McKenzie Tilden Minton Elton Mooney George Packard Vernon Jackson Audrey Jenks Lilian King Edna King Thelma London Joseph McCarn Tax Cdlec.or Girls’ Student Control Bens’ Student Contro I lazel McCloud Pearl Raymond Gertrude Pickering John Rippev Esther Sheehan Clifford Shepler Melvin Simpson Byron Stetler Harold Swinney Parkes Tot man Lucile Ware Ruth Weaver Jeff Wineland FRESHMEN Alice Dunton . . .. President Mae Harris Minerva Kitrick Secretary? and Treasurer June Grace Isabel Andrews Madelyn Echart Eugenia Armstrong Eugene Good Gould Armstrong June Grace Arthur Amaral Beth Guerin Fred Autren Edvthe Guerin Helen Boyle Robert Harlan Blanche Brady Mae Harris Teddy Becket Leona Hadley Genevieve Cress William Herrin Jack Chambers Oscar Hedlund Ella Crum I helme Huffman Otto Crum Annetta Huganey Frances Crov?e Florence Jones Viola Cole Frank James Laura Cochran William Kingdon Cecil Carpenter Minerva Kitrick Glenda Carpenter Vernon Keith Leonard Damon Helen Livesly Alice Dunton Howard Taylor Boys’ Student Control Mae Harris - ________Girls’ Student Control Isabel Andrews ____ .. Tax Collector Executive Committee Maudie Lasater Louis Mosely Charles Mooney Edward Murphy G herald McCoy} William Metcalf Laura Measure Tom Miller Esther Mardon Glenn Marders Gladys Mills Arvid Pauly Lois Price Lillie Price Leonard Packard Mabel Peachy Mildred Py ke Abe Penner Helene Roberts Bertha Roberts Mildred Rice Alice Robinson Beryle Stubbs Evelyn Sil'Oa Maud Smith Everett Sutton Sturmer Slissman Ulysses Strang NIellie Terrill Marian Tuhey Mae Tanner Howard Tailor Frances Williams Josephine Williams Henry Wanglyn Bessie Whipple Irma York Everett EdgevJorth Albea Scruggs Isabel Reece President Vice President Secretary Treasurer Helen Webb Agnes Dorsey Carl Penner — Tax Collector Girls Student Control Boyls Students Control Editor Rae Baggerly Rubye Dryden Alma Ghinnda Helen Webb loin Bradley Agnes Dorsey Claudia Gilbert Isabel Reece Chan Chong Carl E'Oans Leona Nichol Albea Scruggs Harr? Cole Everett Edgeworth Carl Penner Earl Stetler Bertba Crum Francis Good Clarence Porter Russel Turner Clifford Widener Forrest Wixom •J+ Although the Commercial Senior Class of this year is very small, consisting of only six graduates, they have had thorough training under Miss Beik. The Bookkeeping class is unusually large this year, and is well equipped with the installment of a new Burroughs adding machine and calculator, which adds, subtracts, multiplies and divides. This machine is of great advantage to pupils who wish to take advanced bookkeeping. The typing classes are large, due to the fact, of in.com- Lucile Ware Edith Bates ing Freshman at the mid-year. Thhere are no first year shorthand students this year, but they will start their courre of shorthand next year. This is a result of the new ruling that has recently been made compelling Commercial students to take a three year course instead of two, as before. In place of the first year shorthand, there is a course in office practise, which includes penmanship, typing and spelling. Loin Enclicott Lilian King The Junior College Course was first introdoced into the Oroville Union High School during the school term of 191S 1919. The course of study included History, Botany, Ad vanced English and a Secretarical Course. At the beginnning of the following school term the Sec retarical Course was included in the regular course of study. (All subjects that had been given during the previous year were neglected.) Junior College work was again taken up at the beginning of the second semester of the 1910-1921 school term. Only two subjects were given. These being Advanced English and Chemistry. Seven students were enrolled in the English class. The work proved to be very instructive. Those subjects taken up were: Public Speaking. Debating, Sentence Structure and also a general review of English. The Advanced Chemistry Class consisted of nine members. They took up that branch of Chemistry which deals with the Analysis of substances. Thoug the wfork seemed difficult at first it proved more interestng as the experimenting progressed. The same credit is given for subjects taken in the Junior College Course at the High School, as would be given for any secondary course at a University. A student must have at least fifteen units for completed work before being allowed to take up Jun'or Colllege work. It is to be hoped that the Junor College Course will continue to be an important factor ni the course of study at the Oroville Union High School. BOOK MONSTERS It was a cold, pray winter day, and Elsie was feeling just about as gloomy as the day. Miss Hanson had given such a hard assignment for tomorrow, the writing of a short story. Miss Hanson required this of every member of the clas3. And to think of Elsie Whitcome writing a story! It was impossible. Oh! would this old semester ever come to an end? How Elsie longed for summer, so there would be another long vacation without thoughts of story writing and books of literature. As she i nd Margie Boyles walked home from school that afternoon she asked Margie if she could write a story. “Well, I don’t know how good it will be,” said Margie, “but I am going to put into story form how I spent my vacation on the Lake last summer.” “I just can’t write a story,” said Elsie, “and I don’t know what I’ll do tomorrow when Miss Hanson calls for them.” Well, I’ll leave you here, Elsie, as I’m going to meet Mother at this corner and we are to go shoping.” “Good-by Margie, hope you are able to get the stor written. 1 know 1 can t. “Good-by, Elsie, hope you will have some success. See you tomorrow.” The two girls parted and Elsie thought and thought about the story as she walked on alone. That night after dinner she sat down to write a story if she could, but she could not. She couldn’t make a plot. She could’nt originate characters; so she retired that evening without her story writen. As she retired she still thought of the story and she wondered what Miss Hanson would say. Suddenly she found herself running—running as fast as she could! There was a horrible red book charing her; a great thick, red book with the words, “How to Write Short Stories” across its face. The faster Elsie ran, the faster the book monster would run. Over hills and across meadows, ran Elsie. She climbed over fences and jumped ditches, but. whenever rhe looked behind, she ould see the Book Monster pursuing her; there seemed to be no escape. Or. she ran, and then, when looking back again, she saw, not only the Big Book Monster, but several mor� Book Monsters. Red ones, g.een ones, brown ones—ail sizes and colors. There were so many of them, and they were all chasing her! They were all following the Big Book Monster as he chased her on and on! At last Elsie fell—she could’nt run another step, what i hou!d she do? She sank to the ground, she was so tired! Oh, so tired, and the monsters were coming nearer : ad nearer. What should the do? She cou dn’t run any farther, and she feared the Monsters so. As the Monsters approached, Elsie found they had kind face:, and were not nearly so horrible to look upon as sho expected. Yet the Big Book Monster frowned at her as he approached and said, “Well, we have caught you at last, and you shall l:sten to us! You- “No, no, go away,” said frightened Elsie, “please go away and leave me alone. I hate you and I will not listen to you. ” “No, we will not go away, and we are determined that you shall listen to us.” “I will not listen to you! See, I’ll close my ears - 1 will not listen!” “Yes, you will listen and learn and, lastly, you will learn to love us, ard to accept ul as your friends,” declared the Big Book Monster. “No, 1 won’t—I never coud learn to love you; I hate you and I always shall hate you!” “Elsie Whitcomb, listen to me; and no more of that defiant talk, please. If you will accept us, we will help you and you will find us good friends to you; and, not only that, but thru us you will find many more friends.” “How can you find new friends for me? inquire.! Elsie, showing interest. “We will introduce you to authors of wonderful personality and interesting works. You vrixl have Book Friends who will never desert you; Book Friends to whom ■ ou ca.i always turn. You know, Elsie, Books are the best friends one can have. Now, my dear, wouldn’t you like to meet Mr. O. Henry’s Prize Stories? Oh, Mr. O. Henry’s Prize Stories, come meet Elsie Whitcomb. I am ure, Ei. ie you will find him a very companionable sort of fellow, and I know you two will be the best of friends.” • Mr. O. Henry’s Prize Stories stepped forward and made a very stiff bow to Elsie. Then he smiled at her and said “I know Miss Elsie, we shall be the best of friends and .indeed, I shall be very glad to help you in every way I can. ’ Thank you, Sir,” replied Elsie, and she smiled at him. for he did look so kindly at her. “Now,” said the Big Book Monster, “meet Miss Women-Who-Make-Our-Novels.” Miss Women-Who-Make-Our-Novels came forward and kis-ed Elsie. “1 have been wanting to meet you for tome time, and I am so glad that, at last, the chance ha.-: come for me to give you some of my knowledge.” “You are very kind, and I know I shall like you very much, Miss Women-Who-Make-Our-Noveb,” said Elsie. “Indeed, with such kind friends, I know I shall accomplish that which has looked so difficult to me before.” “Now I want you to meet—” “Elsie, it is time to get up, now. Hurry, as breakfast is almost ready.” Elsie awoke with a start at the sound of her motner’s voice, and wondered where she was—Ah! it had been a dream, a dream of short story writing. And now she kne v that the accomplishment of her task was not impossible. Book Montsers were to point the way to success. —DOROTHY STEADMAN, 8 THE BLACK JEWEL Abu Mengal rode slowly along the desert pathway, on his hump-backed friend. Ahead, nearly half a day’s ride, lay the cool, green oasis where he intended to spend the night. Abu Mengal was proud, yet, if his face had been masked, his pride could not better have been hidden. But had he not a right to be proud? Had not his master chosen him, from a host of servants, to carry this precious jewe. to the Mosque of Cordova? Suddenly his pride vanished. It was noon. Getting off his camel, he washed his hands his face and his feet. Then, kneeling on h� s robe, he faced toward Mecca and uttered a prayer, muttering earnestly at the end of it, “Mohammed, let me fulfi’l my promise. Let me deliver this jewel in safety.” When his prayer was finished, he mounted his camel and started again toward the oasis. This oasis was quiet, damp a d cool. Spider monkeys swung from tree to tree, chattering, sco'ding, and throwing things at anyone who disturbed them. The adults lounged on the ground or in tents talking in low mono-tones, while the children in their queer costume , ran here ■and there or slept beneath the trees. As Abu Mengal entered this tent village, a man rose slowly from the ground and approached him, saying, “Do you want lodgings ” “Only the space,” replied Abu Mengal, “J have my own tent.” After his prayer at the close of day, he went to bed and to 'deep. Abu Mengal did not see the small, black hand that stole under his pillow and out again through the back of his tent, but the next morning his jewel was gone. Abu Mengal was frantic. The people looked :ui prised n.d incredulous when re told them. Three days he : pent at the settlement, searching here and there, beneath the trees ar.d in the tents of the inhabitants. Not a jewel could be found. He then prepared to return to his master with the :ad news, but, while leaving the oas's, he met his master on his annual pilgrimage to Mecca. When he heard about the lost jewel, he immediately suspected Abu Mengal. The poor servant was flogged, starved and tortured, but ha could not tell where the jewel was, for he had not taken it. Finally hi master threatened to have him killed. Abu Mengal said nothing to this. He would rather die outright than to be tortured to death. The morning came for him to be killed. The men, with their spears, lined up and Abu Mengal faced them with a sad, but innocent look on his face. His master was standing at one side watching some boys throwing rocks at the monkeys in the trees. The monkeys, thinking he was bothering them, began to throw things at him. Twigs, dates and nuts were thrown but, suddenly, something hit his face. Glancing down to where it had fallen on the ground he saw, not a rock, not a date, but his own precious jewel which his poor servant was to be killed for having lost. With a cry. he picked it up and ran in a very un Arabic wav to where Abu Mengal was and, showing the jewel to him. motiored the men with their spears to withdraw. “Afcu Mengal,” raid his master. “You have been false ly accused. You have faced death bravely. Now, take this jewel to the Mosque, not as my gift to Mohammed, but a; your own.” 2D ESTHER M ARDEN ’21 “WOODCHUCK” ON ICE “Woodchuck, you nigger, come heah an’ git yo kindlin I cain’t make no fiah wid nuffin’. Yo's gittin’ mos' a.? lazy as yo’ pa.” Then in a lower tone, and apparently to herself, mcm Sally chuckled, “S’po.e he’s been out dar boastin' to dem white trash ’bout goin’ up north an’ skatin' Huh! hain’t never had no skates no how. The next day, resplendent in the Missus’s “summer-be-fore-last-before-last” hat. Mom Sally , with her les.-.c half and Woodchuck, departed for ‘‘way up north.” Woodchuck slept most cf the journey. In fact, he awoke only to eat and to say, in a sleepy drawl, “W bar’s de ice?” Then he would go to sleep again. When they arrived, however, there was ice enough to freeze Woodchuck’s little Southern heart. He found there was sunshine somewhere, though when a large box, addressed to Mr. Woodchuck Washington-Johnson”, arrived. It was from the ‘‘Old Missus” and contained a bright sweater, a cap, skates, and hockey clubs and pucks. “I'se gwine win a hockey championship,” he boasted. “Dey’d give it to yo’ jist on yo’ looks, honey,” agreed Mom Sally admiringly. The next afternoon saw a proud ‘‘colohed gemman attired for hockey, and carrying clubs and skates with the confidence of an old-timer. He did not seem to be quite so expert after being on the ice for a short time. Indeed, Woodchuck came home that night with more bumps, bruizes, and skinned joints than he went away with. He soon learned to stand up, and, on tne day that he coul.l knock the puck across the ice with a •■sU. ? swift stroke he approached the couch of the Blakesville Hockey Team. Want a sustchtute?”, he inquired bashfully. Huh?” grunted the coach, “Come here, Ned, this coon wants to ask you something.” “Misah Ned, I presumes?” said Woodchuck, stiltedly. “Uhuh,” Ned didn’t like niggers “Do you’se want a fust class colohed gemman for a subotchtute?” “No!” said Ned explosively. Aw, take him on, Ned, it’ll be rich,” said another. All right.” In this way Woodchuck gained the goal of a “Hockey Team.” The day came for a match with Hoboken Ned Lamour was skating near the far end of the ice. There was a crack ami splash, a shout, and he was seen struggling in the icy water. After being pulled out, he was sent shivering, home. The team was frightened. Even the coach lost his nerve “We’ll have to play that niger,” he growled. “I’se ready, gemmen,” was the response. The umpire began to count. There was a fla h of 5-jnlieht on the skates, and the game was begun. Woodchuck was stationed near the adversary’s goal line. The block came near him. With one of his fancy shots he made a point for his team. But, alas, he shot over the goal line, ignominiously. A roar of laughter from Hoboken and applause from HO Blakesville! The game continued, now Blakesville, now Hoboken scoring. Never in the annals of the Blakesville Hockey Club had there been such a hotly contested championship game. But, near the finish Hoboken was hopeles sly out matched. At the end of the game, more goals stood to Wood chuck’s credit than to anyone else’s. When he was called to the judge’s stand to receive the silver cun, he said 1 t’anks you, gemmen, I t’anks you fer de benefJt f the audience and ouh Hokey Team . An’ say, Boss, in r. lower tone, ‘‘Don’ you t’ink its some team?” And, placing the cup on his head, he marched down the steps .o the applause of the Hockey Team. By MILDRED DUNCAN ’23 THE FIEND All day the sky had been overcast. Not once had the sun shown its face through the impenetrable barrier of dark clouds. There was, in the air, that oppressive stillness which proceeds one of those vivid electrical storms so often seen in this part of the continent. The evening had fallen silently, only disturbed now and then by the dismal moaning of the increasing wind against the corner of a forlorn bungalow in the lone!y suburbs of Oroville. Now — it is night, a night lighted only by a pale, cold, slow-rising moon, which now and then radiates through some unsuspecting cloud only to show, in the farther distance, a dull, leaden sky. It is a night for dark deeds, a night of mysterious dread, a night that makes the very souls of strong men quiver and seek refuge bes'de the family fireside. Now we hear footsteps gradually approaching nearer as of someone hurrying, hurrying, hurrying away from more than fear, more than danger, as if he were trying to escape from his very self. Yes, we are not mistaken, for it is a “he”; and, as we glance at him in the ever darkening gloom, we see a youth of about seventeen years of age. His body is slightly bent forward and is muffled up in an overcoat. His cap is drawn low over his eyes as if he were hiding from everyone. His whole bearing is one of nervousness. Straight to the wind-ridden bungalow he goes and enters without knocking. Evidently, this is his home. In the cozy hall he removes hi. great coat and cap, and we see a tall, well built young man with broad shoulders and a muscular figure. His healthy,though unsteady, face is surmounted by a mop of curly, uncontrollable black hair. He enters the well furnisn-ed dining room where he is warmly greeted by his father and mother. He draws a chair to the table and silently eats hissupper Then he leaves quietly and persues some sludiesuntil bed time. Why is it that this youth is so silent, he who in the prime of life does not seek the company of his friends, who would rather study quietly than view a movie? What is it that oppresses him, can it be love? Then why the haunted look in his eyes? About ten o’clock he goe; to bed. For some time all i: quiet in the room except for the regu’ar breathing of the 81 boy. Then the sleeper becomes restless; his breathing is irregular; slight sighs and moans escape him; then, just s the town clock strikes the midnight hour, he sits suddenly up in bed. At the same moment we are aware that the wind ha risen in velocity, and every now and then we hear the rumble of thunder. A sharp flash of lightning illuminate the room, only for an instant, but in that instant we have seen the face of the boy. Oh, what a look! His face is haggard and pale, his eyes are wild, and his whole bearing i that of nervous anguish. Can it be that this young man is afraid, afraid of lightning and thunder? No, for he rises hastily from his ted, as if moved by some hidden power, and nervau.d. dons his clothes. With shoes in hand he sneaks with many backward glances, to the hall, where he puts on his shoes ard muffle hi. figure in his overcoat and cap. Quietly he open3 the front door and issues into the cold night, a night now riotous with noises caused by the swiftly rushing wind beating the trees and bushes . The lightning flashes out upon this lonley view at irregular intervals. The tempest is at its height. Agair the question enters our mind—why does this youth leave a comfortable home, kind parents and plenty for a night cut by shrieking winds? Why all this secretiveness? Can it be that he has strayed from the straight and narrow' path and is. at so young an age, a thief, or worse, a murderer? He starts towards town, stealthily keeping in the shadows of trees and houses. Always his motions betray a fear of being seen. His face is now pale and set, his eyes are colorless, his breath comes in gasps, he shudders and quivers. Horrors! can it be that this young school boy is a fiend, a cofirmed drug addict? We shudder at the thought. He is now on Montgomery Street. Here the lights are more thickly displayed, so he creeps closer to the alls, always he is moving slowly and quietly towards some destination. Every now and then he hides in a doorway or in an alley in order to avoid being seen by some late comer from a dance. At last he nears Scruggs and Meador's, and slinks into the lobby. We see that he is headed for a rotund glass jar upon the counter. Once more we wonder. Does Scruggs carry on a secret trade in drugs, and has he pressed into this awful habit the pupils who patronize his business? Hardly, for Scruggs is as honorable a man as is to be foun 1 in Oroville, and we know that his partner, Meader, is of the same kind. Yet the boy approaches the counter and draws from his pocket a small, shiny object—alas, this boy cannot already be tired of life. His trembling hand ascends towards the glass jar; it drops the shiney object into it; he turns the handle and grabs the object that drops from it Can it reallv be “doDe”? He raises it to his lips and places it in his mouth. He turns towards home. His step is firm, his body erect, he walks in the center of the sidewalk and bravely he pushes into the biting wind and faces the startling flashes of lightning, for his desires are satisfied, he is chewing upon a mouthful of his beloved PENNY MACHINE CHEWING GUM. VI LOUIE DaMASSA. '21. NO FOOL LIKE AN OLD FOOL Jim McDonald had come back ,but no one on earth knew of his coming except Jim McDonald himself. He had slunk unobtrusively from the train at the junction and had made his way, in the moon.ight, to his old home. And here he was stealing about the old place, like a thief in the night, for no reason what so-ever except that he wanted to surprise the folks. “Gee it seems good to be back ' he sighed in a boyish voice, “I wonder where the folks are? He had approached the grape arbor and was ju t about to enter when he spied two figures merging swiftly into one, while two rapturous voices cooeJ, “Oh, darling, I love you so. It is the general opinion that all the world loves a lover, but it is not so, anyway, in the case of Jim McDonald, for he could not stand “spooning , and it had been a love affair that drove him away from home. “Darned town; mu'hiest place on earth , he muttered, angrily beating a hasty retreat. Already his boyish manner had gone, leaving him the middle aged bachelor that he really was. “Wonder who the fellow is. I mu-t speak to Helen about this. She’s too yourg to fcc thinking about uich nonsense; can’t be over twenty. Helen was his sister, and it was she whom Jim had so unwittingly spied upon. After leaving the grape arbor, the man turned trom the scene, and strolled thru the grounds towards the tennis court. Somehow, he didn’t care to confront his family just yet. He felt rather unnerved, and an old scene kept recurring to his mind, ctfuring him greater anger because he couldn’t curb his fancies. A' hough he felt a ce.tain repulsion toward love and lover:, it had not always been thus for he could distinctly remember, much to hi increasing shame and anger, a scene ve y much like the one he had just left, in which the leading chaaracterj v ere one James McDonald and Mabel Sharp. He was surprised to find how pleasant it could be to review the past, even though it were fraught with sorrow. He was about to take a seat on one of the lustic benches and let hi mir.d wander at will, when he was suddenly brot back to earth by a loud and sticky smack—issuing from the shadows at his right. “Good Lord! even the kids’ve got it , he groaned helplessly as he recognized his fourteen year old niece. Clearly, this was no place for a crabbed uncle, so he bounced away like a frightened rabbit from the bench and ran, leaving the children to return later with a wild story of a tramp whom they had frightened away. “I reckon the only safe spot on the place is the house , he muttered savagely. “I guess I’ll just stay he:e tonight and catch the first train back for the city tomorrow. Can’r stand the strain much longer. Why, doggenit. ics enough to drive a person crazy. Can't lurn around mttesH you bump into someone. Talk about solitude, why New York is like the Sahara compared to this place. More and moie his indignation arose, and louder and he grumbled, until, at last, catching sight of a light in the kitchen, he quieted down, feeling sure of a peaceful haven cn the in ide. Soft’v he opered the door and noiselessly stepped in side, planning to greet his parents and spend a restful even-iwitih ihc-m. lvt aga;n the fates were against him. for there si'tlrg side b' 5de. was Nora, the cook, and Mr. Spivis, the deaf pedd’er industriously writing on a pad. This last blow fell so suddenly that .1 ini was unable to do anything but grunt and seek a chair. Not even could he swear, and when a man reaches that stage, it is time Ho look out for he will either reco er with changed views, or attack with lowered guard and red in his eye. It is hard to tell what the outcome would na c ocen had not Jim been a philanthropist. As it was, he soon found himself taking an interest in the bent heads and absorbed writing, and soon a very great desire not to without detection, took hold of him. “Not much ur«e t£ leave, no place to go,” one side of him argued. “Yes, but I’d rather ree the real thine’ than this comouflague,” argued the other. “Gee, I don’t know. I’m bevwing to like this,” whispered the one side, “Yes, but think of the real thine especially if it was you and—say Mahle,” Argued to recover. Heeding the stronger voice in him, lim silently opened the doer and stealthily left the kitchen, .eaving behind two deif persons, one deaf in reality and ♦re tthor thru absorption. Many ..ears had elapsed since Jim McDonald had trod the path leading to the Sharp home, but now he traveled it with flying footsteps, regaining, as he went, hi youth. In the shadows of the porch he found Mabel, who looked up, starry-eyed and wondering, at the man who haJ returned. She was even more beautiful to him, now, than she had been years before and he lost no time in telling her so. “Oh, you darling, if I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were blarneying me,,’ she blissfully cried. “They say there’s no fool like an old fool”, he cheerfully explained. Hehad fully recovered. KTHELDA INMAN, ’21 THE CROSSROADS Two men met on the toad ca led ‘‘Failure. They decided they would go on their way together. When It was night, they 8‘opped by a muddy stream that scolded as it went a ong. It v. us a dark, cold ti ght (as It always is on this read), and the clouds hung dark and heavy over the camp. The ground was soft and muddy, and with every step the men sank down Into the mire. A piercing wind howled through the ‘earless trees, sending chills to their very hearts. When they had first started on this road it had been wide, but. gradually, it had dwindled down to a narrow pathway. The first man spoke with a weak voice, I wotr'd go back to the ‘Crossroads’ and take the other road that is called ‘Success.’ if some one would only give me a tide. It would be too far to wa k.” The second man spoke with a strong, steady voice. ‘‘I would go back if someone would give a helping hand, it seems as if all 1 get are hands that lead me the wrong way. Hut. who comes here? There is a man coming from the other way. He must be going to the road we turned from. The stranger came up and spoke with the men. I beg vcu. strangets, give a blanket on which I may lie down and test ton ght. for yonder road is hard and rocky.” The men hesitated and then gave him the only blanket they 34 had. Then they lay down on the cold ground and went to sleep. In the morning (for that is what they a!l it. although the sun does not shine) the man arose, thanked the men for their hospitality .and said he must go on his way. However, this man decided not to go away yet. He was impiessed by the kindness or the two men and had decided to help them. So he sa'd. “Strangers, won’t you come with me? for the path you are on grows worse and worse each day. shotting out ‘Life’ more and more.” So the men started back, and after many days’ journey they came to the Crossroads.” The next night they camped beside a little stieam that ’aughed and played. The stars came out like little candies and dotted th. dark blue sky. The night was warm with a soft breeze playing through the trees. The men. tired, hut happy aftei their Journey, lay down to s eep. The next morning the sm shone, for they were in the “Land of Happ'ness” now. The two men b.gan to converse together. “YVe were helped by the man caled ‘Kindness,’ so. now that we are happy, why can we not help the others that are cast down and weary?” The first man sa d. ”1 will buy a machine and so down the road ca led 'Failure’ and bring ba k the ones that need help, tor that is what I wanted someone to do for me.” The second man said. 1 will stand at the ’Crossroads’ and try to get people not to go that way. And in this way we will be repaying the man named ’Kindness’ for we will be his two assistants. Help and Advice. THE WHISTLER The air was rent with a joyous, quivering thrill of muse. It cheeied the heart, it warmed the soul, it made one glad that she was alive, and that It was spring. The girl look ng from the w'ndow felt herself brighten aga'nst her will, the wor d wasn’t such a bad place after all. The joyovs sound came from the lips of a young man. for he was whistling as if he were the happiest man on eaith. The airl waited every morning to hear that whistle. If she was reeling b'ue or cross it always made her happy in spite of herse’f. If she was happy the sound of the merry whistled notes never faMed to make her happier, for she thought of the smile that would come to th? lips of little crippled Mary: of the softening in the eyes of widow YY’oodbury; or the burst of answering song that would tremble on the lips of the old man working In th? garden down the street. The Whist er—yes, that was what they called him. for no one kimw his name, and everyone the whole Lngth of the stieet knew his whistle. But somt mes. aft?r the sound of his whist e had died away, the girl grew impatient and said to herself. We’l. h? must never have anything to worry about, or he could not always be whistling in that wonderful, happy way.” Then one day the g.'rl waited and waited, but there was no joyous whistle. Somehow that day seemed strangely dark, and thin?s did net go just light. The next day. the next, and the next. bi t still no reassuring whistle. The girl was sad. and felt that she must do something to make some one happy. There seemed to be no happiness on E mwood street since the whistler passed no more. Th? girl walked down the stieet. when the houses were scattered and the grass and 35 shrubs giew, to gather some tiny wild flowers for little crpp'ed Mary. Suddenly a thrill passed through her heart and It missed a beat. Prcm a poor forlorn little cabin at the very end of the street. there aiose a sound, the sound of that never to be forgotten whistle, still sweet, but. oh. so weak and soft. The girl knew that something was the matter even as she opened the door in answer to the weak voice that at her knock had b dden her enter. There lay the whistler on a cot In the corner of the lltt’e cabin, weak and white. Anyone could plainly see that be was very 111. It was several weeks later. The doctor had jvst left. The widow Woodbury was smoothing the patient’s pillow; the girl was arranging some flowers in a vase. Their hearts were glad, the Whistler was getting well. There was a knock at the door. A stein, businesslike old man entered. Cross ng to the bed he held out his hand say ng. “My boy I have come to ask your forgiveness. I was a stsin, grouchy old man. your whistling irritated me. 1 cou d not see how nvone who was always whist ing could accomplish anything. But after I had sent you away everything seemed to go wrons. I was out of soits and grouchier than ever. Therefore my men did not do their work well; and I be leve they missed you. too. I knew someth ng had gone out of my life; it was you and your heart warming whistle. I have come to ask you to come back, not as an employee, but a8 a son.” ALICE WEED. 21. THE HAPPY FOOL Jimmy Perkins was as happy as a fool, and well he might he. He was a veritable Adonis in his new uniform, the music, was excellent, the floor as smooth as g ass. and the dazzling Miss Sophie Reed glided graceful')’ In his embrace, while Homer Phipps, the village model for a’l that was correct in the way of gentlemen's dress, sat in a far corner ’neath the shade of a spread ng palm plant, envying him every step of l he dance. The music reaped and Homer rushed forth importuning the fair Sophie for the next one. Jimmy thrilled a he realized that his rlva' had been declined with the information that the next was J'mmy’s. “Homer used to have the hop on me. with them wh'te pants and s icked-hack hair of his.’ he meditated happily, but this here uniform sure does get their goats.” The moc n smiled in cold indifference at the sight of a man and a maid walking, perhaps a little mote close y than was necessary, down the deserted village street; and as they paused in a close embrace. it slid, with a sneer, behind a cloud. The sight was so old that it no longer bore novelty for the moon. “And you don’t give a darn for Homer Phipps, or nobody else. tv. i me. huh?” murmured Jimmy in love-sick accents, as he gathered the rair Sophie close. “And if I never come back yc ’ I remember me. won’t you? And for the Lord’s sake, if I don’t come back you wen't marry Homer Phipps, will you?” And with her negative answer, he tore himself away, a film believer that he was the happiest man on earth. It was indeed a pleasure to go to war with the fair Sophie to come back to. It would be the greatest honor to be smothered to death by German gas. if the fair Sophie would weep a little over the accident. The tiench was teeming with discontent and foul odors. Thirteen days in this hell-hole and no relief yet. Men swore terrible oaths .n soft accents, but not so Private Perkins. A tentative gleam from the moon surprised an idiotic smile on his war-worn face. He sat on a fir ng step and wigg ed his feet ers atical y in the ankle deep stream of putridity flowing through the trench. Sergeant Burns paused in his nightly voyage up the tren h. struck by th 3 apparition so foreign to the atmosphere. “What’s the e to laugh at in this dirty hole?” lie inquired peevishly, clutching vainly in the general direction of a restive cootie. Jimmy drew the sergeant confidentia ly closer. “When this here wars over. I’m gone back to God’s country and marry th? swe'lest little g rl in thirteen hemispheres,” he infer med h m. and again favored the moon with an idiotic smile. That’? nothing to be rapturous over,” grunted the sergeant. ”1 know one bird that's married already, and he’s praying every day for some Heinie to find a vital spot on him.” “She tb'nks I’m a hero.” continue Jimmy, b issfully. caressing a sh?a' of pink envelopes, but the sergeant was a’ready slOFh'ng moodily on his way. The war was over for every body but Congress, and Private Perk 11s. his manly chest heaving modestly beneath th? Croix de Guerre, wrs returning home. Old Hank Blodgett ros? rheumatica'ly from behind the dusk as the returnin'? hero oozed across the threshold of the Palace Hotel. That Hank was the only citizen to greet him cn his return, was somewhat of a disappointment to J mmy. who had rather expected the mayor to be at th? depot with the town band. But on second thought he realized that it wou d be ask tig too much of the citizenry to remain up after nine o’clock. 3 Well, we 1. squeaked Hank, extending a shaky hand, l-o k who's here. And hows everything across the pond?” “Oh. fine.” repl ed Jimmy. “How's everything here? “Well. I’ll t I you. Jimmy. murmured Hank, coming leser. tur:ible things has been happening here today. You lemember Homer Phipps, don't you? Well, it seems he's teen fmfcezzlfng funds at the tank r'ght along, and it just r me out when the bank inspector come around this morn'ng. His accounts didn't tal'y and the sheriff and two b rds from the city has been a-liuntn’ hisli an' low for him. but he musta got next beep.’, so they hain’t caught him as yet. You know he got to be casbfe: right after he got married. “Homer married? inquired Jimmy, “who’d he marry? Why. old man Heed's daughter. Sophie. Everybody feels sorry for t e poor gal. too. They say she takes It turrible bard. Seems to me you was kiuda sweet on her once your-seU wan't you?” Then. Hey! Don’t you want your grip? For Jimmy Perkins was ’eaving. Having made his escape, he wandered a mlessly down the deserted village stteets. Another night when b: had wandered down a deserted village street, recurred to his mind. Then he had not wandered a’one. and be bad been happy as a fool, and proud of it. Fool that be was. to count, dur’ns these many gruesome months n slimy, stinking, germ-in'ested trenches, on returning to connubial b!;ss with the fair Sophie. And to find her married, and above all to Homer Phipps—embezzler. The depot oomed before him. He was inspired with a desir to ret1 rn to New York, to re-enllst. and to proceed back to Germany for occupation duty. If things were the same as of yore, there would be no south-bound train till raern n?. and It was then s ightly past midnight: he would therefore bop a fre’gM rather than spend another moment in this town that could hold for him nothing but bitter memories. A long-drawn whistle down the track atttacted h s attention. His freight was approaching, and. glancing about, lie observed that the station was deserted except for the operator with‘n. He ducked behind a pile of ties as the headlight gleamed at a short distance. The train slowed down for orders, and Jimmy darted from his pile of ties, colliding with a dark figure darting from behind a near by pile. Extr'cating themse ves, they proceeded in un'son for the door of a box-car standing convenient open. The wheels clanked and Jimmy’s home town faded behind him. His only regret was that he had ever lived there at all. The ra:ls sang on. and his companion spoke from the darkness beside him. “Say. friend, did you ever love a woman? I did. end I did something that I would never have done except for a woman. .And. when the police were pressing me. she turned me away from my own door and refused me 8hsltei. Don’t ever get married, friend, women are a curse, put on earth to make monkeys out of men.” •Quite right. Buddie.” said Jimmy, “women are sure a cuise. 1 loved one once and was happy as a fool, but she play ed me for a sucker.” The man in the darkness Ighted a cigarette. Jimmy started at what the match revealed. “’Lo. Homer.” he said, extending his hand. Duthei Arlington Richards HAPPY ENGLISH CLASS Thirty-eight pupils in an English rlas . Happy as happy can be; Happy ev’ry lad and lass. Jest as happy as me. When our happy teacher. Miss Bower, With happy smile and way, Reads us a happy story. She starts a happy day. We’re always happy in our English class; Happy ev’ry day. We were happy in September. And we’re happy, now. in May. We’re happy because we like Enelish. We like it all the time. We’re happy, happy, happy— That’s all I can say in this rhyme. —HELEN BOLYE. ’24. 3!) SCHOOL LIBRARY GROWS POPULAR The Library department of the Oroville High School is a feature of which the students and the community may justlv feel proud. It has risen, in the last few years from a small, limited affair, to a large, systematic department consisting of seme 4,0C0 books touching on every subject about which a student could desire information. COOKING CLASS SUCCESS A cooki g clas. organized this year for the fi st time in the new building, was installed with all convenience- for the rew cooks. On different occasions pie and cookie sales have been held. They sold rapidly. NOTES1 new ceremony, that of raising the flag to the music of the bugle. During the second semester the flag was ceremoniously lowered while the students stood at attention. O. U. HIGH SCHOOL TIMES Early in October the first is ue of the “O. U. High School Times” was published under the direction of Mr. Greene. The Journalism cla s act as editors and the Printirg class publish the paper. The weekly edition ap-rcars on Friday afternoon. The appearance of the paper on time if mostly due to the uncea ing efforts of Mr. Green, Louie DaMas a, Arlin Richards and Kenneth Dunton. SMITH-HUGHES VOCATIONAL COURSE LOW FRESHMEN WARMLY WELCOMED Something new i� , the way of receptions way given for the class entering at tfe mid-year. Every 'i was drersed in co tume and a big parade was held in the court, following which each class gave a stunt. NEW CUSTOM ADOPTED At the begirningg of the school term an impressive There are six students enrolled in the regular Smith-Hughef Vocational Cov«rse. The regular course requires four years for completion. It covers many subjects The project work of the regular course is raising pigs-rabbits, chickens and horses; caring for orchards ana regular farm work. The department’s first annual stock : how was held on the twenty first of May. Prizes were donated by the Chamber of Commerce. M) OROVILLE WINS DUAL DEBATE Late in May Mr. Hughes arranged a dual debate wtih Sacramento High. The affirmative was upheld by Dorothy Steadman and Willard Wf|l, who debated here, and the negative by Jack Smith and Wilfred Blanchard, who debated in Sacramento. The question was “Resolved that the United States Congress should adopt a Japanese Exclusion Act similar to the Chinese Exclusion Act.” The decision rendered here was unanimous in favor of our team. Smith and Blanchard lost the decision by a two to one vote, thus giving our debaters a decision of Pour o Sacramento’s two. SENIOR FAREWELL On June 4. 1020, the three lower classes entertained their departing schoolmates ai an elaborately appointed party. The Assembly room was artistically decorated for the occasion with vines, pink Japanese lanterns, and kewpies Led with pink bows. The Senior clorors, pink and green, predominated. Dancing afforded entertainment for the evening. Attractive programs were arranged by the printing class and the music was furnished by Hatch's Orchestra. Punch was served during the evening. All went home declaring the had had “a most marvelous time. FRESMAN RECEPTION According to the usual custom since entering the new-high school building, ahd school building, the school gave the “Freshies” a party on October 1. 19120. The upperclassmen gave a little skit which everyone enjoyed very much. A number of teh Freshmen girls, attired in half socks and short dresses, gave their class yell. The remainder of teh evening was spent in dancing and in playing games. Special dances were set aside for the Freshmen. Punch w'as served between dances 41 ' ot V fL,'j COROiN THE Love P'BATtS v cRE A. LOviNG LOT HCCKERS MAKES O.R$.’5 HlSTORK ToofH 0OV4N r x LD , lme S THE Pit SALES ' CK£ A HARE SUCCESS tllU « TA.«T Af TtR T lll BLC CAP’N BARMLY KID p tCHEU TONIGHT ONLY — WALLACE MOOrJEYS WILLIAM S. RicHARDS • N “THE Girl from OROVlLLt ’ (wrtA 5A MATTER' FlRL SOMFWMEKt ( DviNNO HOW COME I 01 YE LINOTYPE OPERATOR. NAW THfc janitoR JUST TOOK A OAR OF SOAP OVER TO VTHF. PRINT MO ROOM TM« CvY STARTED to sing out the orchestra Gutted in e.MooNE venusde muo Of THE 0MH.5. PUNCHER GEO OROVILLE WINS track MEET V) (,M ism) 42 JliusicX. i)rd in ,i t c s Great interest has been by h � ool tht year in mu.;c ard dramatic The choral chft v nndox the leadership of Miss Nelson, has learned m,ow e � h.on classical and popu'ar. Under the efficient direction of Me,. Nolxon the ehoo| orchestra has been able to furnish the vex he i nt .� playing for the Teachers Institute and the 1 m u! Te n hot . Association, and for other organisation . It aUo fncnl ho | the music for the operetta. The l.ove 1‘unto. of Hawaii Our hope is tha: the orchestra will he kept tip In the yen ' following. The members are, Francis Good Violin Stanislaus Albright Violin Robert Harlan Violin Ralph Carpenter Mninhtlit Walter Fbh Mamln'lo Vernon Jackson Mandolin Glen Murders Clnrlmd Randal F gan Corn'll Miles Murders ( 'Of’lll'l xtw hh favttm Jwhtt Mxvto A'tA'VhbnA Wttattft o Wvlh Iho I o o l hai- of llaxsalt' iltp xdh y w s - tho eat p ox cd Ixt I ,x � . v x‘ -ttx' , ■ | h , h - , In Hit '' xxe o xxoll «t | (0 th • phtl hi t IttOfi w IhHU t. the MU esni ■«• « tin ol MMd •v|«MnN l,t Ihr nil WW null •h v MVo ttVXtttl th tOtteMn In nudie II 0 fllllH Mnlh M ’ lh k Mini M - N Moii iltonnva mnnll t io,m | , |l,i n Wol h a dhoidni I ho � � t I I � t«t ftdhttxf, Ihnolhv l� HM Mill I |l i I M PmM iIiImi of o I h� IoMmu Al«tn� «r� � M; '' MlllllH� | Wnlh Tnnnln-i ••• h I'llvnle Pi-IihhI of HIC All Hlh llllHflll Mmi' HrtOh ItHlH iuIIi m|| I'll)Mil MHi l.i llllllt It MPftlnnl I 111 • i •� M alia HI CHORUS OF HAWAIIN GIRLS Isabel Andrews Lucile Bass Georgia McMillan Angela Smith Helen Holies Angeonette Davis Arline Haskell Helen Huntington Stel’.a Strang Marian Ehmann Man,' McGregor Ilone Lambert Eileen Neihaus Alice Weed CHORUS OF PIRATES Louie Winters Gerald Dailey Jim Walsh Kenneth Dunton Wilfred Blanchard ■ r Herbert 1 aimer Louie Da Massa Art McKillop Arthur Harris Willard Will 4-4 We know (hat your criticism and advice helps vs in printing our annual, io we hope that ours wi'i be a benefit to you. It is with this spirit we print these crit.ci.ms ami hope they will not offend, for we were plea ed with every annual we received this year, and wish you all the be t o: luck in your future editions. WHAT WE THINK OF OTHERS THE CHIPMUNK. Westwood, California. You are improving: with every issue but your cuts should be better. A table of contents would help also. Come apain next time. THE DICTUM-EST, Red Bluff, California. Your annual is fine and shows pood cooperation amonp the students . Why not put in a literary department and a few more pood cuts and make it perfect? Snapshots are great. LA MEZCLA, Fairfield. California. We enjoyed your book this year, but wish you would make your Fnans larper. Some of your cuts could be improved. Your jokes are O. K. Don’t forpet us next year. ULENUSA Princeton, California. Your athletic and literary departments are fine, but your cuts are very poor, and you need more snapshot. . We’ll be plad to see you apain next year. ILEX, Woodland, California. Your rnapshots are fine, so why not pul more in? COPA de ORA, Orland, California. A � reat book, your cuts are exceptionally pood. You mipht enlarpe your literary department. COLUS, Colusa, California. A fine book, well planned, pood cuts and interestinp literary department. Your exchanpe is quite oripinal. EL ECHO. Lincoln, California. We liked your literary and joke depar.ments, but think you mipht improve your book bv addinp more snapshots and cuts. Also why not pive each class a pape? Plea e put us ot: your list, for we want to see you apain next year. Si’QUOYA, Redwood City. California. We are ahvavs n-’easd to receive such a pood annual a the ore you sent us this year, and hope you will come apain. Our only criticism is that your alumni list takes up too much room, which could be used for more snapshots and jokes. 45 WHAT OTHERS ALPHA, Oroville, California. The department heads are very good, and your book is well arranged. It is one of the best on our exchange list. We will be glad to see you again next year. DICTUM EST. Red Bluff, California. ALPHA, Oroville, California. Your annual is very interesting. The arrangement of your athletic department is excellent, as well as your jokes. Your literary department might be improved to some degree. We will be very glad to hear from you next year. CHIPMUNK. Westwood, California. ALPHA, Oroville, California. An excellent book. We will be glad to exchange with you again. COPA de ORA. Orland, California. THINK OF FS ALPHA, Oroville, California. Your literary department is good, but could be enlarged somewhat. Your athletic department is good. The snapshots in it are unusual. Your book was one of the best, on our list this year. GLENUSA, Princeton, California. ALPHA, Oroville, California. Your annual is very good, and the cover is attractive. Your large athletic department shows fine school spirit. Your arrangement might be criticized, as it would add to the merits of the book if the class will urere put in front. SEQOYA, Redw'ood, California. 4 GIRLS' BASKETBALL At the beginning of the school year we smarted out onfldeiit'y lo select our i . B. team from 47 girl ; all of v. hcm were good material. Mo t of the gi ls had had previous experience in basket ball. The team that wa finallv decided upon was; Angela Smith and Mary McGregor forwards; Violet Dreiser and Beth Haught. centers; Louise Wells and Charlotte Rutherford, guard . Violet Dresser left school ear'y in the term and Eleanor Hesbol capably took her place. We were fortunate iu having so mauy good substitutes. Among the e were Arline Haskell. Thelma and Laura Fogarty, and others equally as good. The season started out well by our winning the first game. We olayed hard from the begnining of the year with. • he idea in mind to try for the championship, but luck seemed to be against us. for we lost the final game for the Championship of Northern California, to Princeton, by one point. The scores during the year are as follows: Chico 19 Oroville 19 Gridley 20 Oroville U Chico 0 Oroville 49 Red Bluff 11 Oroville 20 Grid'ey 9 Oroville 19 Gridley 8 Oroville 10 Chico 5 Oroville 3! Red Bluff 19 Oroville 18 Princeton 10 Oroville '4 9 TENNIS SEASON The beginning of the tennis season this year was opened with plea.urable anticipation. The whole basket ball suuad is practicing tennis for a local tournament to be g;ven soon. We are all anxious to see what the toumainnet brings forth in order to find out who will go to Chico for the big interscholastic tournament. GIRLS’ BASKET ALL TEAM Top Row—Mrs. Nisbet (Coach), Eleanor Hesbol, Charlotte Rutherford Center Rotf—Arline Haskell, Beth Haught, Louise Wells Bottom Row-Mary McGregor, Angela Smith. 48 TRACK For the first time in several years an attempt was made to produce a track team. A track was laid out but not much work done on it. Hurdles were made by th« Manual Training class and the next year it is hoped that we will have a good track team. BASK BALL Baseball season started early in February. There were a number of the old team left and plenty of new material, to work on Jim Walsh and Mulford Fox will take care of the mound this year. Fox is a new player and has done remark able work. ‘Tub’ Palmer, a last years veteran, will cover first again. ‘Juicy'Andrews and ‘Pickle’ Bixler will hold down the difficult corner. Both Andrews and Bixler are new players. Jed Dailey, who played last year, is now covering short. Fish and McAtee will catch for Walsh and Fox. The outfield of this year’s team is undoubtedly the best that the 0. U. H. S. ever turned out, being made up of Capt. Corbin, Billy Wilson, Yene Sharkey and Otto Crumb BOYS TENNIS Although badly handicapped without good tennis courts to practice on. the boys have gathered together and a fast bunch of raquet wielders is the result. The try-outs will be held on the 9th of May, so the team can be picked to enter the tournament att Biggs. May 16. The ones in the try-out are George Good. ‘Juicy 40 Andrews, Jim Wahh, Art McKillop, Louie IJaMassa, ‘Tub Pa’mer and'Jed’ Dailey. From this bunch a creditable showing should be mad • BOY’S BASKET BALL Ba. ket ball was scheduled as a mid-winter sport this year and practice began about the first of October. No regular basket ball coach was secured for the first half-year but, thru the kindness of Mr. Nisbet, who gave his jervices at odd times, a team was picked. The boys showed good school spirit in the wav they stood by the team and came cut to practice. The team was made up of Harris, Walsh, Sharkey. McGee,(veterans)and McKillop,Fish, Winters and Good. SCORE OF GAMES Gridley 11 Oroville 2: Red Bluff 27 Oitoville 10 Biggs 40 Oroville 22 Gridley 17 Oroville 22 Biggs 52 Oroville 14 Gridley 12 Oroville 13 Chico 18 Oroville 28 Red Bluff 28 Oroville 20 Inter-class teams were organized and the winning team received their numeral O’s. The Seniors came out ahead, not losing a game, and those receiving the O’s were, Corbin, Walsh, McKillop, Sharkey, Winters, and Dailey. BOYS’ BASKETBALL TEAM Top Row—Jokn McGee Bottom Row -Vene Sharkey Walter Fish Louis Winters Arthur Mc illop James Walsh 50 George Good BASEBALL TEAM Top Row--Me A tee, Walsb, Hecker, Fox, Nisbet (Coacb), Palmer, Andrews, Wilson Bottom Row—Dailey, Fisb, Corbin (Capt.), Bixler, Good. 51 FOOTBALL TEAM Backfield—Winters, Johnson, McAtee, Barnett (Capt.) Line—Curran, Dunton, Richards, Moone Palmer, Hecker, Fisher Members of Squad not in Picture—Wilson, Greene (Coach), McCarn, Walsh, DaMassa, Ralphs 5-2 urvei 0! Gee! V l R US-, esc ther ford un Follies Voc cions. 1 AdricuKu Cl s Ti a? dl Oecrels xTt it tjvp _ ov FIRST BATTALION. OROV1LLE HIGH SCHOOL CADETS Major Frank F. Greene, Commandant Cadet Major Ja nes Walsk Adjutant Willard Will Battalion Quartermaster Herdert Palmer Sergeant-Major Miles Mrrders Battalion Bugler Randall Egan FIRST COMPANY First Lieutenant, Wilson Captain, Me Atee Second Lieutenant, DaMassa Sergeants, Dunton, McCloud, Barnett, Palmer. First Sergeant, Good Corporals, Mooney, Campbell, Carpenter, Crowe, Minton. He Wir'd Andrews, Vernon Jackson, John Rippey, Welton Andrews, Lcuis Hendricks, George Gilman, Glen Marders, Parkes Totman, Harold Swinney, Henry Wanglyn, Audrey Jenks, HovJard Ta lor. Byron Stetler, Everett Sutton, Louis Mosley, William Metcalf, Arvid Pauly,Edward Murphy, Ulysses Strang, Earl Gitbs, Stanslaus Albright .Carl EOans, Jeff Widland’ Ray Baggerly, Forrest Wixom, Frank James First Lieutenant, McGee SECOND COMPANY Captain, Winters Second Lieutenant, Blanchard First Sergeant, Richards Sergeants. Richards, McCarn, Dailey1, Hughes. Corporals, Rhine, Heckers, Fisher. Harlan, Smith. Wilton Harlan, Vernon Keith, Sturmer Slissn-.an, Abe Pe-nne-r, Leonard Packard, Tom Miller, Charles Mooney, Clarence Porter, Russel Turner, Carl Penner, Earl Stetler, Francis Good, Carl Ewarts, Teddj) Beckett, Boh Harlan, Gerald McCoy, Gene Cood, Jack Chambers, Willie Kingdon, Leonard Damon, Ivan Johnson, Clifton Widener, Harry Cole, Chen Chong, Fred Autran, Clifford Johnson, Cecil Carpenter, Gould Armstrong, William Herrin CLASS OF 1920 Ross Huntington—Attending Oakland Technical En- gineering School. Genevieve Carpenter—Oroville. Mary Ar.derson—Working in Swayne Limber office. Helen Bass—Working in Ehmann Olive Co. off ce. Mildred Bass—Working in Ehmann Olive Co. off:ce. Alfred Costa—Junior College, Oroville Union High School. Jean Howe—Assistant Court Reporter, Oroville. Albert Walsh—Marysville. Hazel Stover—Attending Chico Norma!. Kenneth Layton—Working for Union Oil Co. Hartford Keifer—Attending University of Cailifornia. Edith Sharp—At her home in Central House. Edna E’.am—Attending College of Pacific. Merle Logan—Oroville. Marjorie Rirpey—Working for Sacremento Northern. Margaret Johnson—Oroville. Flora Shuckman—Williams. Bradley Henn—Attending University of California. Ellen Thorman—Working in Chamber of Commerce. P. S. Kelsey-—Grass Valley. Bessie Holder—Mr . Edwards, Los Angele. Adelbert Walsh—San Francisco. CLASS OF 1919 Mary Shepherd—Attending ,Beikley Schcol of Arts and Crafts. Dorothy Norris—Attending Berkeley School of Arts and Crafts. Vivian Sharkey—Oroville. Nancy Smith—Attending Heald’s Business College Sa.i Jose. Evelyn Merrifield—Chico. Marybelle Herrin—Working in Ehmann Olive Co office. Dorothy Sharp—Working in Rideout Smith National Bank. Eve’yr. Differ ding—Attending San Francisco Normal. Clifford Snyder—Oakland. lima Whipple—Attending Chico Normal. Clifford Dumm—Susanville. Irene Lee—Attending Chico Normal. Lotta Peterson—-Oroville. Gladys Bia ello Stenographer, First National Bank. No-a Woodhcusc—Mrs. Walsh. Redding. Javnita Brett--Mrs. Brendt, San Francisco. Maud York—Mrs. Fields. Oroville. Rhoda Salisbury—Mrs. Hooper. Oroville. Isyl Akers—Sacramento. Florence Bass—Milwaukee,Wisconsin. George Kister—Oroville. Alice Hoover—Attending Chico Normal. Eugene Steadman—Attending Affiliated College. San Francisco. Tom Irving—Las Plumas. Class of 1918 Robert Lee—Biggs. Freda Rippey—Working in Butte County Library. Ruth Harris—Mrs. Vining Fisher, Oroville. Virginia Sharkey—Working in County Auditors office. Wanda Wilson—Oroville. Ruth Matthews—Working in Pacific Gas Electric office. Erie Allen—Teaching school at Pulga. Virginia Lemon—Attending Berkeley School of Arts. Wilda Norris—Oroville. Melba Egan—Oroville. Howard Allen—Attending Affiliated College, San Francisco. Rut-h Dunn- -Berkeley. Thelma Mitchell, Oroville. Iva Lambert—Teaching near Bangor. Gus Gerson—Attending San Francisco Normal. Margaret Dreher—Oroville. Helen Huse—Mrs. Baker. Dunsmuir. Ellen Johnson—Oroville. Hilda Copeland—Teaching at Tres Vias. Class of 1917 Harry Bills—Oroville. Marion Brown—Oroville. Martha Fugate—At her home in Live Oak. Celia Fugate—At her home in Live Oak. Bernice Falk—Chico. Freida Frick- -Teaching at Thermalito. Edra Hugany—Teaching at Whitewa h Trees. Charles Humphrey—Salesman for Union Oil Co. Homer Gibbs—New paper agent, Oroville. Mabel Kister—Mrs. W. Harkey, Gridley. Helen Lund—Attending University of California. Vivian McShane—Teaching. Helen Protzel—Oakland. Carol Howe—Oroville. Anna Rogers—Teaching. Thelma Rutherford—Mrs. Lanzit, Cedar Falls, Iowa. Gertrude Mellon—Teaching near Marysville. Inez Spaulding—Mrs. Alva Hatch. Oroville. Katherine Thunen—Working in County Recorder‘s office. Lurine Smith—Mrs. Pilliken, Oroville. Arthur Strang—Attending University of California. Vining Fisher—Attending University of California. Class of 1916 Lotta Harris—Attending Mills Seminary. Alex Wilson—City Editor of Oroville Register. Gertrude Anderson—Working in Oroville Telephone office. Erne-.t Anderson—Oroville. Clara Bills—Mrs. C. Beane. San Jose. Edison Bills—Oroville. Margaret Grubbs—Teaching at Palermo. Lester Ham—Oroville. Bernice Kloss—Mrs. M. Renfrow, Loyayton. Lional Jacoby—Attending Stanford University. Helen Me A tee-—Mrs. Rankin. Los Angeles. Grace McGee—Attending University of California. Dons Powers—Mrs M. Hooper. Melvin Post—Palermo. Jewitt Moncare—Attending- Annapolis Kaval AcMkxn Genevieve McGee—Mrs. Gcrtx. BericeSer. Tom Richards—Oroville. Frances McCallrm—Mrs. Pitman. Redding. Miss Holder—Tell nr.1 uliout the Mongolian race Barnett—I went t t lie foot bull gam , Mr. Kissling—Fools can ask unaiiswciMhlc question . One frosh to another—That miisl lie why so many of us flunked that Inst ex lie nave us, I lorritied old Indy—H liat would your moth er say if she'd hear you swearing tliul way? Small boy—She'd he tickled to death. She’s deaf as a post. Fisher, oil his way to cadet camp al Fulga--Gosh, this train's slow. Fd get out arid walk only they’re not expecting me till the train arrives. (t ( How do they h i tie • I lit amldumh ueople km w I lull iliimei in ready ! ;, F, � li, they ring the illllllliclk Hrleice Foul I I’nl Where's l||i lealllern •lot This in a picked lentil, , I e Fenner- I peeked llin ihi keyhole Iasi night when Iha ami lamii wen down Fellow Fronli Whal did you find mil{ 'I'lle lights. Fid - I should think you'd lose yum loll when it's hanging in plain sight llial way. Doe -Dli, I keep a wateh on it, Senior- Yes, I Ihink Handel is pnMy good, hid I like Ivanlme la st Frodi Veh, I've read lots of Ids works M Billy—Somethin smells like burnt rubber. Murv—-Don't get your neek so close to the radiator. Miss Bower—1 love Browning. Louie—lie's dead, too; tough luck. Sharkey—What makes your hair so red' Hip-—It's so wiry that every time 1 wash it it rusts. I don't think I should get live on this. Kissling— I don't either but it's the lowest mark there is. ltiehie. coming out ol'Spanish—1 just got canned. Harlan—What tor' For good. Angeonette—Why do they call it free verse' McKillop— Did you ever try to sell any? Mr. Hughes—Miss King, did you reduce— Kdna King—Sir? Mr. Hughes—your last answer yet? Found, in the Senior room—Thoroughbred Fox. post office variety, registered mail. I dropped my watch the other day. Did it stop? Well, it didn't go on through. CO •7 Ain’t Mud At Nobody see ■■■■ MIKE STILLER - ton CLOTHING I Ain’t Mad At Nobody’’ j I HEADQUARTERS FOR Ca m eras Fountain pens School supplies Fine stationery Eversharp pencils Etc. J. IE. THE REXALL STORE SMITH CO. Cash Grocers PHONES 20 and 66 Mr. Greene, after describing snow—As we walk out on a cold winter da$ and look around, what do we see on even? band? P. Bixler—Gloves. Not Here for a Day But for A11 Time VK FROTKCr YOl'R INTERESTS The Insurance Corner— 327Myeres Street All lines of Insurances and Bonds Oroville Reality-Insurance Company FISH JOHNSON, Inc. E. F. MITCHELL, Mgr. SOCIETY and KUPPENHEIMER CLOTHES For the young man tfho cares 322 Meters St. Phone 316 TABER’S Cask Grocery p MILK 1 T;; MILK G.A. TABER, Proprietor IBiSij Dealer in GROCERIES and Milk Cream Butter and Ice Cream Ovoville (Treamerv PRODUCE Telephone 26 On the Comer Opp. Courthouse Western lice an5 l ruit (Toolina (To. TE. 3 . ftrereton. 5Ztgr. Visit the_ GARDELLA THEATRE’S AIRDOME Keep Cool during tke Warm Summer Evenings High Class Entertainments SNARKE) ”S SER VICE STATION Cor. Downer and Montgomery Sts., Oroville FRED .1. WOLFE Fancy and Staple GROCERIES SKKVU’K QIWFITY HGASOF1XF, AND A l’FFF IANK OF ALL I’Ol’l'FAIt ()l FS Give Is A Trial Phone one Phone nine 1 Fl'FF FIX F, OF Al'TO SFI’-I’FIKS AM) ACT KSSOHIKS. ICltorSE VISIBFK (FASO- C—I know tfhen the best time is to pick apples. W-.-When? C—When the farmer ain’t looking. FIXK I’l'Ml . 1VOFK PATKOXAGK W IFI, UK AIMMIKC IATKI). If you crave something to drink call the 11 SKKVICK IS ()l'l{ MOTTO. Oroville So6a Works W. . . Sharkey, Prop. Phone 260J I (Sradkiaitfi®® There are many suit-able gifts for the graduate in our stock. We can give you some suggestions that will not only save you money, but will prove highly acceptable. Ask to see our Fountain Pens, Parisian Ivory, Kodaks, Perfumes, Stationery, Etc. Congratulation Cards, 10c to 25c. ——--— ------------ HAWKINS MUSIC CO. j Columbia Grafonolas, Columbia Records, Baldwin Pianos, and Player Pianos. Miss Nelson, at operetta rehearsal---All ready! Run up the curtain. Sharkey—What do you think I am a squirrel? Crystal Drug Store Davis Wells Union Hotel Block Phone 35 Orovitle, Calif. I Halstead, Jeweler ! I ll( ill SCHOOL EMBLEMS ANI CLASS ! IN(iS I I i | The Community Y. M. C. A. Organized for Service J. It. IIMl It. (ien. Secty. ANTHONY MIJS C STORE E enjthing Musical Sewing Machines Electrical Goods 408 Myers Street Rhone 84 When 2?°u enter our place you feel like you are in your ov?n home. Be sure and have your meals in our place. T hey are always the best. Try our commercial lunch. Best steaks, chops and oysters served any time. Frisco Grill Phares’ Studio Portraits Kodak Finishing Doc- One night I was held up on a xtfild island by a naked savage. Mar?—Why—what did you do? Doc—Oh I covered him with the revolver. TMK. lowers HOME MADE ICE CREAM PAXTON HATS Designed for the Individual Dutch’s Quick Lunch 1206 Myers St. If j?ou want Something T o Eat for Tour Monej} sfe DUTCH pfeffer Alvin Watchell Vulcanizing Tires and Accessories 513 Mont. St. Oro )ille S DON’T GUESS BE SURE That's the important point about this store: you can always lie certain of correct, authentic style: the best possible values: long wear, good tit: all wool fabrics. These things are guaranteed in HAKT. SCII AFKXKll and MAKX CLOTH KS. If you don't think you get your money's worth, you get your money back. Walter W. Reece The Home Of Hart, Schaffner t£ Marx Make the right start in pour business career bp opening an account v?ith: iRtitemtt mith National iBank Comnu'rrial Oro ille A N D iBank of iRtiU'nut Sc CCn' failings Combined Resources O'Jer $2,000,000.00 We appreciate your business Stylish Serviceable Footwear i Con«i to us with your Shot; I rot 1 hit;s. Y otir Patronage ■ is A| | rt;ri tt;tl Meeker’s Shoe Store 1 Braden’s FURNITURE CO. lip-to-date Furniture, Rugs and all House Furnishings at Lowest Prices. 717-71Q Montgomery) St., Oroville iluimj J|aculnj jlrwrlrr and Optometrist 0)rooillr. (California OROVILLE VULCANIZING SHOP AVI) SLR VICE STATION L. 1. H ELD 417 MEYERS ST., OKOVII.l.E, CAL. ACCESSORIES Goodrich Fabric, SilvertoWn Cord Tires TIN CAN RESTAURANT Miss Holder—I m going to have m photos taken. I hope they will do me justice. Louis DaMassa -1 hope so too; justice, tempered with mercy. MfeMFs For PURE CANDIES And ICE CREAM F. M. SAVAGE COMPANY Plumbing Heating Sheet Metal Work f'lionr 256-R Frank Holub For Good Shoes Kister, Lawton Kister Trucking, Draying Warehousing 1 C. L. BILLS THE HARDWARE MAN They unite in praise of the candy THE CHOCOLATE SHOP H. R.—Guess how many apples hOe got and I'll gi-Oe you both of them. Has the Goods and tke Prices Do Not Overlook Him j 602 Montgomery St. - - Oroville ) QIWI.ITY COM KS MUST We Have It SKHVICK COM KS XKXT We Have It SATISFACTION COMKS NEXT We Guarantee It miNlSHINC GOODS FOR LADIF.S ! OKXTLKMKX AM) CIIILOKKX The Golden Rule Store | _________________________ j A. BERGER TAILOR Gent’s Furniskings—Clotking Cleaning and Pressing Oro ille .... California j 1 j j (%rhtr Starftumri Co. Sacramento Northern Harry E. 6ray, fHanayrr Railroad 1 SAFETY SPEED SECURITY HariUuarr Fast Electric Trains llitutsi'hulit (Snnfts TO Chico, Colusa, Marysville, Spurting Onwtis Sacramento, and Woodland Also in amneclion irir i if arm Implements California Transportation Co. faints antt (Otis floats to San Francisco San Francisco-Sacramento It. R. to Oakland. San Francisco ami way stations (Quality iHerrltaniitse and htre 1HTH Central California Traction Co. To Stockton iti f Lodi THIS IS A YEAR VIC HATES, Dealer ------------------------------------------- IR'NI-.SIV lliUrjlnly |mlll lllOl| lla� . panatl'ylAUCC ai vl ilioinunlma� . cvniplad wiili (nimva) and iv.o Diwhtu i vuiin� V wliau ctnnhiiwij m Any individual CltfalDi And bold )||i! COIl|ldvllca of ||U WUlllV community and in� i|fo a tncce� fnl bumicaa caivei S Lincoln, McKinley. Uuu� B elt and e ety1 uiliwr American wbo Hat iiermanentl bald ibe leva and utiaem � | In countrymen weie endowed wiili iba� « cliaraciaijtiict, while nearly pna hundred |wr caul of ilia doWn and oiileic weie ill lliau early manhood � lacked u ||uuj falluWc |ue 3|clid ers, ami carelew o| lliau obliy.il:on S Ha won by o| levied and you Will ba lessee led Jfirst Stimuli ttlmli of (Orotiillt ANP ilia nk of (OrouilU4 U. M. Damon Sporting Goods Tennis Balls, Volley Balls, Base Balls and all kinds of Athletic Supplies. Meyers Street Oroville, Calif. Home Bakery WALTER L. GALLATIN, Prop. BREAD, CAKES and PASTRY of all kinds Montgomery St. Plione 404 AUTHORIZED C Willed} AUTOMOTIVE ELECTRICIANS SERVICE STATION RECORDS ti BRANDT 712 MONTGOMERY ST.. PHONE tb. LOG CABIN BAKERY WARM BREAD and FANCY PASTRY Doc—Did you hear about the hold-up last night? Fox—No, what happened? Doc—Two clothes pins held up a shirt. OROVILLE BAKERY Snow white bread Pastry V . CRESS Phone IS Reece Son FURNITURE OF QUALITY Oroville Plione 330 ] HART’S CAFE THE only place TO EAT THE PILL BOX The quality lru$ store Phone IKK ()(B Montgomery Street Oroville Calif. ' I 'nese Famous Stars and many others I are shcWn exclusively at ! REX THEATRE FIRST NATIONAL FRANCHISE HOLDERS, WHERE YOU ALWAYS SEE A GOOD SHOW AT REASONABLE PRICES. i