Palo Alto High School - Madrono Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 70 of the 1919 volume:

Cijc jHabrono SENIOR ANNUAL PALO ALTO UNION HIGH SCHOOL JUNE, NINETEEN NINETEEN V XT mt ' ' -1 ’ ) Printed by Times Publishing Company, Palo Alto. Calif. Engraved by Commercial Art Company, San Francisco, Calif. San Jose Engraving Company, San Jose, Calif. Dedication. History of the New High School... 11 A War Story....................... 15 The Staff......................... 16 The Cafeteria..................... 18 The Last Hunting Ground, a poem 1 iJ Class Will........................ 20 The Board of Commissioners........ 23 The Senior Class.................. 24 The Second Year of Commission Government .................... 27 At Night, a poem.................. 28 Editorials ....................... 29 The Year’s Athletics.............. 31 Our Cadet Battalion............... 34 To Theodore Roosevelt, a poem... 35 The Campanile, Our First Paper... 36 The Feather Fan. story............ 38 To Miss Carhart, a poem........... 42 Views of the New School........... 43 Music in Our School............... 47 Dramatics ........................ 49 Social Events of the Year......... 53 Snaps ........................... 5 School Views ..................... 56 Class Prophecy ................... 58 Joshes ........................... 62 v Mrs. Adelaide M. Coburn Prof. Sidney D. Town ley Rev. Walter Mays, President Mr. A. M. Cuthbertson Mr. Harry L. llaehl aCo tf)t S cf)ool JSoarb of tije |)alo SUto (Hnton Jjigb fecbool tofjo fjalie toorkeb toisely anb patiently to bring about tfje realisation of our bream of tfje neto Ijiglj school toe respectfully bebicate tl)is Commencement illabrono 1919 THE NEW PALO ALTO UNION HIGH SCHOOL History of Our High School years ago the people who built homes in Palo Alto primarily attracted by the location near to Stan- I niversity. It was, therefore, natural that soon the town of Palo Alto was founded a high school )rganized to bridge the gap between the elemen- ichools and Stanford. At first the school was pri- vate and was housed in two rooms of the present Channing Avenue Grammar School. Three years later, in 1897, larger quarters were pro- vided by Mrs. A. P. Zschokke, who erected a building for the school, which could later he easily changed into a residence. This building was located at 524 Foicst avenue. The district continued to grow rapidly and in 1900 a bond election for $20,000 resulted in the building and equipping of the old high school building at the corner of Webster street and Channing avenue. At the time this building was erected it was considered extremely good and de- cidedly too large. However, but a few years elapsed before it grew to its size and soon it was crowded. In 1910 this building was supple- mented by the studio for the classes in freehand and mechanical draw- ing. Two years later it was necessary to make further accommodations for the classes in domestic science and commercial subjects by the erection of a large bungalow. The cost of these two buildings was approximately $4,150. Meantime, in 190,}- a city block on Webster street had been purchased in anticipation of the need of larger quarters for the school. It was hoped that at some future time a new building would be erected there. In the meantime this block, containing five acres, was used as an athletic field. It was provided with a running track, football field, baseball diamond, tennis courts, and served as a general public playground. On July 15, 1898. the school had been reorganized as a public high school. Soon after the purchase of the block on Webster street, a movement was commenced for a union high school. In 1910, when it became necessary to make additions to the old building, this plan re- ceived a new impetus. Finally, in 1912. it came to a definite sugges- tion that the Palo lto high school district be enlarged to include North Palo Alto, Menlo Park. Mayfield, Stanford and other nearby school districts. P� ut this immediately proved impossible on account of Menlo Park and North Palo Alto being included in San Mateo county. 1 t It was then that the union of Palo Alto, Mayfield and Stanford was suggested. The project was revived in 1915, but for a time it seemed improbable that any immediate result would be realized. This was because of the disturbing question of a suitable and available site. It was successfully settled when President Wilbur of Stanford, acting for the Stanford Uni- versity trustees, offered to lease a piece of land, about thirty acres, to the proposed union high school district for 99 years with a nominal rental, and with the privilege of renewing the lease on the same terms for another period of 99 years. The lease also provided the opportunity of purchasing the land for $1,000 an acre at any time during the life of the lease. On the evening of Mav 1, 1916, a meeting of the trustees of May- field. Stanford and Palo Alto was held in the high school bungalow. They unanimously adopted the resolution to accept the offer of the Stan- ford trustees through President Wilbur as the most feasible plan of en- larging the Palo Alto High School, and pledged themselves to use their influence to bring about its adoption by the voters in their respective districts. In July, 1916, a month after the Palo Alto Union High School dis- trict was formally declared in existence, an election of the trustees, who were to see through the building of the new high school, was held. The Rev. Walter Hays, Prof. Sidney D. Townley, Mrs. Adelaide M. Coburn, Alexander M. Cuthbcrtson and Alfred Scale were elected. At the resignation of Mr. Seale, Harry L. Haehl was appointed to his place. Since arrangements had been immediately made for the revision of the Palo Alto school district for the benefit of the elementary schools, this hoard was confronted with the problem of providing new buildings as soon as possible. On January 27, 1917, a bond election for $200,000 was carried by an overwhelming vote. In December, 1917. ground was broken for the new buildings 011 the present site. War conditions ham- pered the work greatly, hut thanks to the architects, Allison Allison, the superintendent of construction, W. E. Kleinpell, and the co-opera- tion of contractors and workmen, the building was turned over to the trustees, and, on the 24th of December, 1918, the school marched down in a body to take possession of their splendid Christmas present. The new school is built in the Mission form of architecture, com- bined with the Italian Renaissance, with a court in the middle, sur- 12 rounded on three sides hv recitation rooms and the auditorium, and on the other by an arcade. From the highway it looms like a very hos- pitable, modern mission. In the front the beautiful terrace and the massive doors give just the needed touch of stateliness and impressive- ness. A more ideal location for this beautiful new building could not have been found than the one where it stands, among beautiful oak- trees and fields of grain. The central idea of the new high school is embodied in the library. It represents the old education so successfully combined with the new social life of the school, and it is in this room that the trustees, hoping that it would be the center of school life, have set their seal. The library is located opposite the business office, two steps down, with only a glass between the halls and the attractive interior, so that the most indifferent person may at least see the outward beauty of books and be tempted to come into closer contact with them. The school is not as yet completed. War conditions are largely re- sponsible for this, although under any circumstances it could not have been finished immediately. The auditorium is incomplete. The girls’ gymnasium, the swimming pool, and the forge and machine shops could not be included. Although the finishing of the present high school seems a large problem, the necessity of a junior college in the near future makes it a tremendous task. The possibility of expansion was seriously considered when the ar- rangement of the school was laid out. Several classrooms have already been sketched on the plan. It will be possible to add to the school to accommodate fifteen hundred pupils without marring the architectural effect of the buildings. The central idea of the new school is to make it as democratic as possible. Two new institutions of the school express this especially. One is the cafeteria and the other the commission form of government. W hen the school was first planned, the distance from Palo Alto made lunches necessary. To make it more convenient, the cafeteria was es- tablished. For the first two weeks Miss Johnson and her cooking class did all the cooking and serving, but it interrupted the cooking course so much that a woman was engaged to do the major part of the cook- ing. The girls still help and do the serving. The members of the cooking class have developed a fine spirit of service in helping serve each noon. The cafeteria has been an excellent opportunity for an ex- pression of democratic, unselfish spirit among the girls. 13 Another democratic institution is the commission form of govern- ment which was established last year. This government is more rep- resentative than the former one. It provides for five commissioners filling the following offices: Public Welfare and Safety, Literary Activi- ties, Athletics, Entertainment, and Finance and Revenue, who are elected by the members of the student body. The commissioners take turns acting as the presiding officer at board and student body meetings. This is the first year of tins type of government and consequently it has been more or less of an experiment. The result has been very satis- factory, due largely to the ability of those five persons who are Palo Alto High’s first commissioners. They are all seniors and will gradu- ate this year. The record of the Palo Alto High School has been remark- ably fine in past years. The future is left to those commissioners and classes who shall in the years to come take their places in our beautiful new school. LYSLE BLYTHE. The Library 4 The War Story , I've never been so tired before. Today lias been le hardest and longest one yet. Thank goodness, it’s ver.” With a sigh of relief, Marian Alden threw herself nto the soft conch piled with gay pillows. Her room as a small one, but all hers. She often thought that {if she did not have this quiet, cheerful little place to come to, life at times would become unbearable. This room was only one of many in the big United States reconstruction hospital in New Jersey, and Marian Alden was one of the best workers in this branch of the service. Here soldiers who had lost arms and legs were taught new trades. Blind soldiers learned to do without eyes, and those whose minds were a complete blank were slowly and steadily coaxed back to normal. It was a wonderful work—this of being able to help these crippled heroes, and Marian loved it. All day she had been working on the shell shock cases trying to bring back the memories of those who had forgotten. It was tedious work and so discouraging. Marian lay on the couch half asleep thinking over the day’s work. Triumphantly site recalled her great achievement. One soldier had remembered his name through her persistent efforts and he. at last, was started on the home stretch. Her meditations were interrupted by a brisk knock and one of the younger nurses entered. Miss Alden. can you come right away? Lieutenant Crane has had another of his attacks and it is impossible to do anything with him. Marian groaned inwardly. She had been called before, and it might he all night before she could return to her room. Lieutenant Crane had lost his right arm and leg at Ghateau-Thicrry. His loss had made him keenK sensitive and he was subject to (its of melancholy. These attacks sometimes took a violent turn and only careful watching kept him from attempts to end his life. It seemed impossible to get him interested in anything. All day he lay, grave and brooding, and at times the doctors feared that his mind would go. Marian entered the room and went toward the white-faced patient lying on the bed. One of the two nurses standing by him came quietly over to her. I’m sorry to disturb you, Miss Alden, but you seem to be the only ’5 person who can do anything with Lieutenant Crane. This is the worst attack he has had. and Doctor Raymond says that a few more like this will leave him insane.” Marian nodded. “Don’t worry about me. I am glad to do anything I can.” For two hours Marian struggled with him, but it seemed a useless task. He answered questions politely enough and even ventured a few remarks, but then he again sank back into his lethargy. Finally Mar ian saw that he could sleep and morning might bring a solution for the problem. As she straightened up the somewhat awry bed. a little piece of paper slipped from the pillow and fell on the floor. She picked it up and mechanically out it in her pocket. Again the door of her own room closed behind her, and she sank into the nearest chair. Searching for her handkerchief, she felt the piece of paper and drew it out. It was lorn from a newspaper article an- nouncing the marriage of Miss Gene Carson to Mr. Alfred Parkhurst. The young couple were to make their home in New York City immedi- ately after the marriage. Marian, duliy tired, saw nothing remarkable in this until she re- membered where she had picked it up. Could it be that a girl, as well as the loss of an arm and a leg, was at the bottom of Lieutenant Crane’s trouble? Impulsively, Marian determined to discover if something could not be done. Tiredness vanished, and she sat down at the small table to write a letter to Mrs. Alfred Parkhurst. Two days passed and Marian waited anxiously for an answer. Doubts and fears assailed her from all sides. Would Mrs. Parkhurst consider her interference an impertinence? Would she throw the letter aside, or would she follow Marian's suggestion? On the night of the second day her reply came at last. Mrs. Park- hurst was very sorry, but Miss Alden must have gotten the wrong name. She did not know Lieutenant Crane, but perhaps Miss Alden confused her former name with that of Miss Jean Carson of 2815 Fifth street, a friend whose name was often confused with hers. Marian was discouraged, but she grimly determined to go on with her plan now that she had begun it. Another letter was written, and this time it was addressed to 2815 Fifth street. The answer was quick in coming, for Marian was summoned to the 16 receiving room the following day. As she entered a young girl came forward. “You are Miss Alden? Richard is here? Is he badly hurt? When can I see him?” The words fairly tumbled out of her mouth. “I beg your pardon, but J have been so worried that when 1 got your letter I dashed off without thinking.' T am so glad you have come, said Marian, smiling. “I want to talk to you about Lieutenant Crane, lie is in a bad way, 1 am afraid, and something must be done immediately. You probably know that he is badly crippled----- “Crippled! 1 haven't heard from him for months and months. I thought he just didn’t—didn't care any more. If I had only known! The young girl's voice bioke and tears came to her eyes. “It isn’t too late now, but you will have to be extremely tactful. He is very sensitive. Come upstairs and I'll have Lieutenant Crane brought up. My room is the only really private place in the whole building.” Saying this. Marian led her guest up the wide stairs and down the corridor to her room. “What a pretty room. It doesn’t look a bit like a hospital.” “It certainly doesn’t, laughed Marian. “I furnished it myself. It helps me keep happy and cheerful when the days are blackest. Now you wait here while I pilot Lieutenant Crane this way. Marian went out into the hall and then stopped a moment. Things had happened so quickly that she was rather bewildered. Then she straightened her shoulders and murmured. It is my one last hope. If this doesn’t work, I’m afraid Lieutenant Crane is a hopeless case. Lieutenant Crane was duly surprised to find himself being rolled down the corridor, but nothing mattered particularly to him now, and he paid no attention. The wheeled chair stopped in front of Marian's door a minute and then it was pushed inside. Jeati rose to her feet and flew to the side of the chair. “Jean!” “Richard!” Marian carefully closed the door. Her plan had worked. She made her way clown to the men waiting at the weaving loom. An hour later Marian knocked at her door and entered. Such a radiant sight met her eyes. Lieutenant Crane, his whole face glowing with joy, cried, “She isn’t married at all, Miss Alden. “But she is going to be.” retorted the girl. SHIRLEY CHARLES. •7 Miss Johnson and Her Helpers The Cafeteria IFTER moving into our new school building, the student body looked forward to the opening day of the cafe- teria. it was impossible to serve the students until equipment was secured and because the funds were low it was necessary to get bargains somewhere. Mr. Nich- ols and Miss Johnson spent a good deal of their precious time looking for the things that were needed. Finally they bought plates, soup bowls and trays from the Hostess House at Camp Fremont. The forks, tablespoons, teaspoons and large kettles were bought in l’alo Alto. The entire, equipment cost about $225. On February 18 of this year the girls of the cooking class, under the direction of Miss Johnson, served rice and meat chartreuse to over too students. For two weeks the girls continued to prepare and serve the students with appetizing food. Then Miss Johnson felt that the girls were not going to complete the required work for the semester if they did all the cooking and serving. Therefore Mrs. Elliott, from Mayfield, was secured to do the main part of the cooking each day. After the lesson each day the girls help Miss Johnson and Mrs. Elliott, so the windows may he opened when the hells ring for the noon hour. Girls from the commercial department were secured as cashiers, checkers (for trays), etc. Lauretta Simonsen, working with Miss John- son, has efficiently kept the books and cared for the money. During the last of February and the whole month of March one hot dish, and usually a dessert, were served each day. On April 2 ice cream 18 was first served and was received with enthusiasm. For a little over two weeks it was served Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and since has been served every day. Lately the cafeteria has easily disposed of six gallons a day. Provision has recently been made to supply those desiring it with one dish of good food to help out their cold lunches. Since the hot weather began salads and cold dishes have been served. This eliminates the parents objections to children staying at school during the noon hour. Miss Johnson plans the price of the dishes in order to give the students the most for their money and still pay for expenses. To prove this here is a list of the monthly gains since the beginning: March, the gain came to $5.25; in April, Si.05; in May, $5.41. Some days the serving cost more than usual to make up for losses on other days. The girls who serve show a fine spirit in giving their time for the rest of the school without grumbling. They arc given one free dish for the day they serve, but they generally do much more than pay for what they get. And lastly, those concerned with the cafeteria want to give their heart- felt thanks to the students who have so faithfully patronized their goods, and have so cheerfully overlooked mistakes, and best of all, have given them many helpful suggestions. MURIEL PELL. 1 have seen the bitter tundras where the caribou are grazing; I have seen the poisoned beauty of the forests ncath the line; 1 know the grim, gray mountains with the dog-nosed peaks upraising, I've seen them and I know them and I've made of them my shrine. The forests and the waters and the mountains of the earth. I know them all and know them well and well they've treated me; I’ve had my share of the bounty there and I've given proper worth, But 1 long for the smell of another land and the breeze of another sea. T have felt the hand of the Master of Men, its weight has laid me low; 1 have heard the bitter warnings and my time has come to die: I shall meet the vast Unknown—but I think I'm glad to go To the land of Happy Hunting Grounds, where souls of hunters lie. Hunting Ground ERIC JORDAN. '20. 9 Class Will E, the class ot 1919, heaving the last gasp of our four fervid years of Palo Alto High School life, feel that we are drawing near to that period called Commence- ment beyond which all things seem as chaos, and we wish, before it is too late, to make our last Will and Testament. We modestly recognize that we have more brains, more energy, more ability, and more general all-round classi- ness than any class that came before us or can hope to follow us in the future, and, being of a somewhat generous nature, we desire to be- queath to those who still remain some of our lovable qualities. There- fore, let cr rip! We give to the Juniors, who may possibly resemble us in name at least, next year, our Janus-like nature that enables us to preserve great dignity and austerity when in the presence of Freshmen and other foreigners, but also lets us raise the very dickens in our classroom when alone with Miss Carhart. Naturally we give to the Frosh something or other to keep them quiet, and we have an idea that our wonderful love of studying (which occurs at intervals) will do as well as anything—provided the Frosh use this great gift with great caution and circumspection. With a great outburst of enthusiasm we give to the Sophs out job of inventing excuses for tardiness and absence that must be both plaus- ible and yet befitting the dignity of upper-classmen. We offer the ad- vice that this is one of the hardest jobs on earth. To the faculty and to the rest of the school we leave sweet ( ?) re- membrances of ourselves—just how sweet they are we cannot he sure, but we trust they might be worse. To Mac and the rest of the corps of faithful janitors we bequeath the realization that, after all. we did our best most of the time to keep the hall cleared of all rubbish, such as paper, ink, lower classmen, etc. And last, but not least, we leave to the whole school the urgent cry to “jazz 'em up” and let the Paly spirit never fail—heads up always! Some benighted individuals, conceiving the fancy that we want to leave something definite to those who follow, utter these thoughts: We bequeath the art of carrying on more conversation in a forty- minute English period than any human, to David Hackett. Use this to advantage, Dave. Signed, O. l'oezinger, I). Shone. 20 I, Russell Bod ley, gracefully exit, leaving George Uackctt in abso- lute and supreme possession of that hall piano. I, Madalyn Worth, will to Mr. Jungennann my invaluable collec- tion of insects, worms, etc., to be distributed impartially among the unfortunate ones that remain. T, Hall W alker, with confidence and trust, do will my flowery rhetoric and masterful oratory to Alexander Briggs. Don't give up hope. Alex., you’ll be a Shakespeare (W. J. B.) yet. T, Dorothy E. Xichols, leave to the next Commish of Literary Activ- ities, Sammy Peirce, the burning desire to go away some place and be a Bolshevik, with the hope that it may he used to the utmost advan- tage in editing next year’s Campanile. Me. Fred Hughes, leave my ability to do trigonometry in the midst of the awful clamor of the Commissioner’s office to any person hard up for it—maybe Dave Lamson or Porky Dwight. I. Vivian Umphrcys, leave to Mary Thygeson my well known ability to get stuff imo the Campanile on time once in a (great) while—refer you to D. E. N. I. Shirley Charles, desire to leave to Sammy Peirce my accomplish- ment of getting to school on time three hundred and sixty-four days of the year, even though living near the school—a most difficult feat, as 1 well know. George Ilackett, to you I leave my little booklet, How to he a Lieu- tenant with the Glory and without the Work. You may need it some time, for all 1 know. I have found it useful. Wishing you luck.—Pete Franklin. T. Edward Waterman, bequeath my position as Times correspond- ent to anyone feeling the pressing need of writing an autobiography. To Louis Bucklin I give a little advice, to wit -don't chase after the girls. They are like street cars. Another will be along in a few min- utes. Signed, E. Whinner. To Edgar McDowell, 1. George Green, leave my little book entitled, How to acquire a misplaced eyebrow over night. T. Edgar Deimal, leave to Mr. Wells the ripe knowledge that you can make most anything learn chemistry if you try hard enough. We, Carl Shoup and Dickson C lark, leave to Red Marshall and Eric Jordan our demonstrated ability to carry on a conversation during recitation by using the semaphore code. (Hint—use your fingers in- stead of your arms.) 21 Me, I, and myself do leave tor once and for all the insignia, “Still a High School Stude.’’ as well as The Beautiful Ohio (may she How in peace!) to all P. G.’s. My cautious driving and general highway be- havior 1 leave to whoever next uses Si Hays’ flivver. Signed. Charles Watson. I. Xat Moore, leave a little word to the wise—“What I think about chaperons.” Is it sufficient? And, being grateful for the trust bestowed on me by the faculty and student body, 1 leave my happy spirit to haunt the halls and recall pleasant memories. We, the Board of Commissioners, bequeath to our successors out- precious little office. Please handle with care and salvage the pieces for the next board. In Witness Whereof wc have hereunto set our mark, with the fer- vent prayer that we have not incurred the enmity of the entire school. X?! THE SENIOR CLASS. 22 The Senior Class of 1919 THE BOARD OK COMMISSIONERS Nathan Moore, Finance and Revenue Erl ward Waterman, Athletics Krcd Hughes, Public Welfare and Safely Dorothy Nichols, Literary Activities Mall Walker. Entertainment wu Donaklinc Cameron. Charles Franklin. Olivia Boe .inger Silas Hays. Ezra Erickson. Marita McCarty. Francis Whitmer. Lillian Dobbel. Ruth Whitaker. James Ant his. Elizabeth Wallace. Karl Gibson. Edgar Deiinal. Helen Paulsen. Ralph Herdman Carol Hyde. 24 Carl Shoup. Else Leistner. Beulah Josephs. George Green. Grace Kirkpatrick Alice Mclnnis. Helen Wasson. Madalyn Worth. Mae Dodson. Lauretta Simonsen. Julia Waterbury. Daisy Shone. Dixon Clark Muriel Bell. Florence Hughes. Warren Gravestock. 25 Garrett Elmore. Vivian Umphrcys. Charles Watson. Phyllis Heath. Julia Stevens. Kathleen Shuford. Laura Kennedy. Shirley Charles. Pearl Henderson. William Hyde. 26 Russell Bodley. Dorothy Smith. Lyslc Blythe. Sliuh Hironaka. The Second Year of Commission Government ,Y() years ago the first step toward commission govern- ment m the Palo Alto Union High School was made. During the summer of 1917 a committee composed of Miss Greene, Mr. Woolerv, Margaret Wattenberger, Charles Dobbel and Ralph Weston composed and drew up a new charter for the school. This charter was based absolutely on a commission form of government and was much more liberal than the old charter both in its attitude toward the author- ity. which is now exercised by student body officers, and in the amount of student control it allowed. In the fall of the same year George Sloan, then student body presi- dent, presented the charter to the school at a student body meeting. The vote was unanimous in favor of appointing a committee composed of ten members from each class to go over the charter and revise and amend any section it saw til. As a committee the eighty people were more or less a failure, as the majority never attended any of the meetings, but a few came regularly and much was accomplished by them, perhaps more than the eighty could have done. After several weeks the charter was finally revised and approved and accepted by the student body. Com- mission government was finally launched on its trial trip. Klcctions were held immediately and the following were elected: George Sloan, Commissioner of Public Welfare and Safety: Clifford Cooke, Commissioner of Finance and Revenue; Rob Spiers, Commis- sioner of Athletics: Tommy Green, Commissioner of Literary Activi- ties; and George Stratton, Commissioner of Entertainment. This fine set of officers was in a great measure responsible for the success which the new government attained. In the second year of trial the charter was somewhat revised by the present board of commissioners. Edward Waterman, Fred Hughes, Hall Walker, Nathan Moore and Dorothy Nichols. The chief advantage of commission government lies in the fact that all the activities of the school are brought together and regulated In one body: the five commissioners, a faculty adviser and an auditor, who is always a member of the faculty. Under the old system the president had control of all departments to 27 % a certain extent. There were no regular weekly meetings of student body officers; only special “student councils’ called occasionally by the stu- dent body president. As a matter of fact very few were called. A board of auditors composed of ten members met weekly and passed on all money matters. It sometimes made a few regulations in regard to student activities. However, they had lit'.le to do with the latter branch. The treasurer, business manager, yell leader and property clerk did their work separately. Under the new system all the commissioners are ac- countable to the rest in the board’s weekly meetings. Xo one person is at the head of the government, but control is centered in a representative When with a last and wistful glance the weary day is gone, And purple shadows lengthen and grow dark, When all the earth in trembling silence waits The night, then hark! Under the hedge the cricket’s merry scrape, And from some neighboring yard a dog’s unreasoning growl, In the sparkling valley, list the city’s busy hum, While in the shadowy hills coyotes howl. In peaceful ease at last we lie While silver-liquid beams of moonlight fall in patches on the chambci floor. And welcome Sleep steals gently in To weight our eyelids—shut our eyes once more. Before our eyes there come sweet visions, kindly friends— Friends lost or dead, and brothers gone all pass in kind array, And laugh and talk and nod to us again As once they did in light of day. Sleep! Leave us this! This one hour of our lives When we may see again our past or read bright future’s rune— We pause not in the day, hut at this time— Sleep! Come not too soon. body of five. 28 D. E. N., T9. STAFF THE SENIOR CLASS DOROTHY E. NICHOLS...................Eclitor-in-Chief MISS COMO MONTGOMERY.....................Faculty Adviser BUSIN ESS M A N E M E X T GARRETT ELMORE NATHAN MOORE EDWARD WATERMAN SHIRLEY CHARLES ALDEX PROCTOR editorial staff ELIZABETH WALLACE CARLSHOUP LYSLE BLYTHE ERIC JORDAN MURIEL BELL ELSE LEISTNER CHARLES WATSON HALL WALKER •.. CONTRIBUTORS LAURA KENNEDY FRED HUGHES VIVIAN UMPHREYS WILLIAM HYDE .......................Photographer ...........................Art Work Graduation and Commencement come every year and so it is that we never realize what a tremendous event it is until we come to our own. Graduation is the common term we generally use, and yet Commence- ment is perhaps the better word. For although one short chapter is closed, a greater one is opened. There seems to be little outward difference between a college freshman and a high school senior. The change is more marked in the person who goes to work after graduation, and yet the difference is not conspicuous. 29 However this may be. the difference is there. One part of life is past, the training period is completed, and work begins. It is not quite a normal world that we go into. Classes before this of 1919 have passed into the great days and tasks of the war. We pass into the period of reconstruction, which is perhaps more trying, and surely less inspiring. The saddest chapter in our history, the chapter that we are ashamed of and that made for bitterness lasting almost to the present day. is the division in our history books entitled “Reconstruction” after the Civil War. 1 low many of us have really thrilled over the war days, and then have been glad we did not live in the days following. How many have said during the past year. “This is the time of all time to he living!” Can we say that of the years to come? Reconstruction is a wearisome business, and it often becomes a sordid 1 business. The world lias had a bright, too bright a dream of millenium after the war. It is now waking up to the fact that humanity seems as quarrelsome, as greedy as before. The natural result is a swing of the pendulum to utter dejection, a pessimism and lack of faith built on the shattered visions of the glory that never came. This is one of the things we must guard against. The world will never recover if it loses faith. Hope sustained 11s through the war: we must not lose it. To turn from the future to the past, we may look back upon our senior year and feel that it has been one of the best years of our lives. We have had a measure of responsibility toward school activities that we never felt in our under-class days, and there is a jov in that responsibility. We have had hard work, hut there has been a certain satisfaction that Comes from finishing—and a feeling that we knew how. And the class of 1919 is the first to hold a June graduation in the new high school. We have had only a few months in the new building, hut vve have appreciated them after three and a half years in the crowded old building. We will not conceal the fact that we leave even this beautiful building with joy. It has been a wonderful year, and the future is uncertain, hut we cannot help but be exceedingly glad to have completed these four years. Filled with memories of the greatest year in high school; and with a deep regret to leave the teachers who have guided us these four years, and to lose some of the friendships made, we turn our faces to the future and say FAREWELL. 30 The Year’s Athletics F()()T HALL—1918-1919 The influenza epidemic put a serious crimp in Paly’s football prepara- tions. The team was just getting into shape when school was closed, and after a five weeks’ sojourn the team took the field again and most of the former work was lost. San lose was Palo Alto's first victim. For the fifteenth time we took San Jose into camp with a 3 to o score. Paly was not so successful in the game with San Mateo. The two teams were about evenly matched and for over an hour neither side had the advantage. With five minutes to go San Mateo made good use of a dribbling rush and succeeded in crossing for the only try of the game. The loss of CarndtrfF, who was kicked in a scrum formation, greatly weakened the forward positions. Two regular members of the team seemed to have forgotten the fact that a player must be doing satisfac- tory academic work. Their loss also helped to weaken the offensive work of the team. In the two games Franklin and “Tub Hays were the stars of the team. Their offensive and defensive game gave Paly many an advance and saved our line from being crossed b the opposing team. Taking everything into consideration, one might say that our football season was a failure. MASKETBALL The basketball team had probably more hard luck than any of the other high school teams. We lost every game we played with the various high schools of the peninsula. Two of the games were lost by one point. Campbell succeeded in winning by the score of 20 to 19. San Mateo, our ancient rival, took us into camp by the score of 13 to 12. This game was probably the hardest fought on the San Mateo court for several yea's. First one team would forge ahead and then the other. The whistle came in the wrong time, because it was Paly's turn to score. Some good material showed up for practice and Coach Dougan is confident that with more practice the team will make a better showing ♦ against San Mateo and San Jose, who heat us 49 to 18. Hays was one of the hardest playing guards that represented any high school in the state. He has been elected captain of the 1919 team and is capable of making the Paly team deliver the goods. BASEBALL Paly was not very successful in her league encounters. In the practice 3i mm 32 games l'alo Alto succeeded in winning eight and tying two games. The team finished up with a .500 per cent league average, having won two from Mountain View and lost two to San Mateo. R. Howe and K. Shedd did some noble twirling for Palv and they will undoubtedly show more class next year. Both of these boys pitched several no-hit, no-run games this season. George Green was a great help behind the bat, his cool-headed ness and fast throws to the bases saving many a run from being chalked up for the visiting teams. “Pat Hardeman, R. Herdman and “Booky Hannington also starred in the game. Herdman will be lost by gradu- ation, but the other two will be back in uniform next year and do their utmost to win for Paly Hi. Paly lost the games to San Mateo by narrow margins: the first game was lost by a score of 2 to 1 and the second by a score of 7 to 6. Shedd pitched both games and was better than Hunter, but San Mateo found the weak spots of Paly’s field and a few errors on our players’ part al- lowed San Mateo to put their winning runs across the plate. Stanley Dougan gave expert coaching to the team and showed the boys a lot of inside “dope that helped to win their games. For the first time in many years the Stanford freshmen were taken into quarters by t three straight victories. R. Howe was elected captain for 1919 and with him at the helm and Dougan furnishing the dope Paly should make a better showing in the league games next year. TRACK The only team to win any league championship was the track team. The team placed fifth in the X. C. L. and won the P. A. L. by a margin of ten points over San Jose. The annual dual meet with San Jose was lost by the score of 65 to 45. The post-grads of San Jose did the work for them. Palo Alto’s athletes seem to have the habit of graduating after four years of study and we never have a chance to spring any “dark horses on San Jose. A few of the track men succeeded in piling up good individual scores. Scofield and Waterman led with 20 points to their credit, Carndufif was a close second with 18, Hays gathered in a total of 18, l.eistner 17, Green made 8 and Moore 7. Twelve boys received letters for making a third or better in the P. A. L. Major Dougan awarded block P’s to the following: Chester Carn- duflf, Nathan Moore, Philip Scofield, Edward Waterman, Hartford Hays, George Green, Hugo l.eistner. Lloyd Allen. James Walker, Ralph Herd- man. Allan Charles and Stephen rata. EDWARD WATERMAN. 33 Our Cadet Battalion X April of 1917, shortly after the United States entered the war, agitation was started in favor of organizing a military company at the high school. In this Collis Williams was the moving spirit. It was his devoted and unselfish work at this time that made the company possible. Major Bugge of Stanford was not enthusiastic over high school mil- itary training, but promised to send 11s a competent instructor if we were ready for real work. This instructor was Sergeant Jewell. U. S. A., who was killed last year when trying to stop a quarrel between two sol- diers at Camp Fremont. His skill in teaching and his wonderful knowl- edge of the infantry drill regulations soon put the company on its feet. The next year is known to “The Old Guard” as the reign of “Vaught the Good-Natured” and “Parkinson the Smooth.” During the first sem- ester Joe Maloney and Edward Waterman were the senior officers. In February the company affiliated with the California High School Cadets as the Ninety-first Company and new officers were elected: Dixon Clark, captain; Norris James, first lieutenant: William Hyde, second lieutenant. These received commissions from the adjutant general of the state. Realizing that he had a good cadet captain, the faculty ad- viser proceeded to forget the company. Its success during the remainder of the year was due almost entirely to the hard work and executive ability of Captain Clark. In April, 1918, the Palo Alto and San Jose cadets went into camp at Alta Mesa. Pending the organization of the 301st Cavalry at Camp Fre- mont, many excellent officers were temporarily at liberty and the camp commander detailed a captain and several others to supervise instruction at the cadet camp, greatly increasing the spirit and pep of the company. At the beginning of this school year Major Stanley Dougan became commandant of cadets. lie was just the man to put life into the work, lie had had a wide training in athletics, had been a professional baseball pitcher, and had learned the details of infantry drill at the commandants' camp at the Presidio. So many recruits were signed up that it seemed best to divide the cadets into two companies. Maloney became acting cadet major and Waterman, who had rejoined the cadets, was given the captaincy of the I42 1 Company, 'file three commissioned officers held their respective 34 positions. A series of examinations in I. 1). R. were held. These results served as a partial guide in the following appointments: Slioup, adjutant; Hyde, first lieutenant; Franklin and Proctor, second lieuten- ants; Hays and Wilbur, first sergeants; Deimal, Elmore, Ilindes and II. Walker, sergeants; Ashley, Ilackett, Ramson, Shuford, Smith, Thyge- son, J. Walker, Whitmer and Wilke, corporals. When Maloney left school. Captain Clark was commissioned cadet major. To fill similar vacancies the following men were promoted: James, captain; Proctor, first lieutenant; Wilbur and Shuford, second lieutenants; Elmore, first sergeant; I Tackett, sergeant; Bodley and Buck- lin, corporals. Under the competent direction of Major Dugan the battalion has made rapid progress. Most of the first semester was devoted to calisthenics, army games and infantry drill, with especially thorough training in the manual of arms. During this second semester rifie practice and gym- nasium work have been added. Many cadets who had hardly ever shot a ritlc have been pleasantly surprised to find themselves in a fair way to Passionate love of peace possessed our land When all alone he took his dangerous stand; Undaunted, true, for what he thought was right, He fought alone when others dared not fight. Roosevelt! You with eyes more keen than ours Behind that dazzling peace soft falling stars In France, and lonely, by their light revealed, A swordless soldier on a foreign field! We gave them swords, Roosevelt. At last our youth Joined other youth, and joyfully they’ve won The great world war. You must have heard them call— Americans to whom your words meant truth— And in some soldiers’ land beyond the sun With eager hand, you’ve gone to greet them all. become good shots. WILLIAM HYDE. Theodore Roosevelt DONALDINE CAMERON. THE STAFF The Campanile, Our First Paper T a student body meeting at the beginning of the fall term, 1918, the new Commissioner of Literary Activi- ties, Dorothy Nichols, proposed that, instead of issu- ing the Madrono every three months, a paper be pub- lished fortnightly—a newspaper “by and for the stu- dents of the Palo Alto I nion High School. The suggestion met with instant approval, and the motion was carried. A prize was offered for the best name for this new paper, and from among the many that were handed in “The Campanile ’ was chosen. Since the future office for this paper was to l e in the bell tower or cam- panile of our new school, this name exactis suited. For the next five weeks the schools were closed because of the “flu” epidemic, but the Campanile staff was having no vacation. The en- terprise was new, the staff was new. the editor was new, but they strug- gled on. Meetings were held (masks on and distances kept as per the board of health regulations) and staff' members hurried home in the gathering darkness after weary hours of toil, getting ready for that first issue. On November 27 the first number of-Volume I of The Campanile came out and was eagerly read by every member of the student body. Of course there were a few criticisms, hut the majority of the school was satisfied with it and proud of their infant paper. It consisted of four pages, and those four pages contained much of interest to the pupils—news items of athletic, dramatic, musical, military and social activities of the school; an attractive description of the new high school; two good editorials, and many other minor items of interest. A sug- gestion that a forum for the whole school he conducted was taken up, and the Open Column” nourished until the fourteenth issue, when con- tributions from students became too few. The “Question Box’ was then started to renew interest. At Christmas we moved into the new’ building, and the Campanile staff was certainly glad to change from the cramped little office in the old building to the cool and inspiring (though furnitureless) room in the tower of the new building. The staff immediately set to work to make things look homelike, and within a short time a bookcase, a few' chairs and a couple of tables were secured. These tables soon took on a very businesslike air and became covered with clippings and papers of all sorts. The next thing sought was a much needed typewriter, and this was very kindly donated by Mrs. Holcombe. Not long ago one of the tables disappeared and in its place was found a desk for the editor with plenty of drawers in which to file contributions and communica- tions, as well as to establish a full-fledged morgue.” The Campanile office is now a center of activity. The staff, which has increased from nineteen members to twenty-six, holds a meeting here every other Monday, and each member is assigned a write-up for the next issue. Toward the end of the week the editor and business manager are kept busy reading over and arranging the articles and contributions, and getting them ready to send to the printing press. The proof is sent back early the next week, when the proof reading is done and the dunum is sent back to the printer. The finished paper is then sold over the counter to the clamoring pupils. The Campanile has proven to be a success in the one short year of its existence, and in all probability will continue to be our school paper. ELIZABETH WALLACE. The Feather Fan HE hoarse phonograph turned out the “Star of Bra- zil’’ waltz relentlessly and the shuffle of feet around and around the tiny parlor was punctuated by Uncle Harry’s somewhat breathless “One—two, three; one— two, three. Sitting in the dark on the porch Mrs. Roland rocked and knitted while her husband sprawled on the steps in disheveled comfort, with his thumb pressed on the end of the hose to make a wider spray over the lawn. “It was real good of Harry to come over and teach Nancy how to dance,’’ said Mrs. Roland in a short interval while the phonograph was being wound. “You used to dance a lot yourself, didn’t you, Nance? I remember you and Dave Gates used to come to our big times after you were mar- ried. Dave was a fine fellow, wasn’t he, Nance?” She looked away at the mountains for a while, and then resumed her knitting. “I don’t know the new dances, though, and I like to have Nancy learn them. Of course Harry has been around a lot in his life, and lie’s kept up. I’ve been wondering a lot, lately, what to do with Nancy.” “Yes,” came from the steps, “we don’t want her to get countrified. If she could just go to a big school, a high school in some town-” “If we only knew someone in town where she could board during the week, Central High School would be just the place. But she’s too young to go away by herself.” The screen door banged and Nancy came out of the house, followed by Uncle Harry. “This is mighty warm weather,” Harry sighed as he sat down beside Mr. Roland. “Nancy, you’d better put something on. You’ll he sure to catch cold.” “O, T won’t mama, I’m so warm.” But before Mrs. Roland could re- monstrate for her lack of logic, Nancy ran on, “Only think, it's just three days now.” “Don’t get too excited, Nance—darn these bugs!” and there came the sound of a slap from the steps and a vision of waving arms. “Oh, but think! My first party—first real one, 1 mean. A real dance, and at the MacVain house!” “Then you mustn’t get all tired out,” put in the mother. “Run along to bed, now. I'll finish your dress tomorrow.” 38 So Nancy went upstairs to dream of the party. Elise MacVaiu had met her weeks before and they had played and talked and become fast friends. So now when Elise decided to have a dance at the big summer home “on the ranch” she couldn’t possibly have it without Nancy Gates. It was Saturday evening at last, almost time to go. Nancy stood up before the admiring family and shown off. The new white dress with the big pink sash, her best black slippers, her coral beads, and her silk scarf were all duly praised. Host of all was the eager flushed face, and spark- ling eves. At the last moment Mrs. Roland came into the parlor bearing a long, box. This slit- opened and drew out a large feather fan. Nancy laughed for joy when her mother put the treasure into her hands. “Bessie Newman, my chum, gave it to me years ago when I married Dave—vour father.’’ Nancy clasped it tightly. “And may I have it? Just this once?” “i thought you’d like it tonight,” said her mother. Nancy ran to her impulsively and kissed her. At the big house they rang the bell and then, “We’ll come for you at eleven.” “Oh. please let me stay till the end.’’ “Well, say half-past.” “Oh. thank you! Good bye.” “Good bye, be a good girl.” And then the door opened. Elisc was there, and greeted her warmly. Upstairs in the dressing room Nancy saw the other girls and felt her heart sink. They were—oh. so different. Their hair, drawn back and kept smooth under veils while her own was in ringlets about her face and blown by the drive; their thin blouses and satin skirts, no sashes or square-necked, stiff, white dresses; silk stockings and high-heeled shoes, while she was desperately conscious of her own ribbed white stockings and her black gun-metal shoes. But then, she remembered. Elise was wearing a white dress. Her spirits rose again. Altha Jayne, smooth of dress and tongue, stood in the hall cleared for the dancing, surrounded by an admiring group of boys and girls. “Say, why didn't you put me wise if this is a kid party?” One of the boys groaned in answer, “The ‘Missouri belle of 1880,’ with curls and—oh. help! A fan, a stage fan!” Dick Walton, a cousin of the hostess, nudged the speaker with a sharp elbow. “Shut up!” he commanded ungraciously, and being more im- aginative than his friend, he could imagine the eager expectation of the strange girl and even her forebodings which she bravely struggled to hide. 39 The music began and the dance was on. It’s just because nobody knows me, Nancy bravely told herself as she sat in the corner, smiling to show that she didn’t mind being the only one left out. 'I'he second dance had passed and Elise brought a group over to her. 'I hey chattered in a free and easy manner, while Nancy stood by and laughed with them at jokes whose points she did not see, at allusions to occasions when she was not present. Hut when the music started, they drifted away. “Boys are the meanest, selfishest------” began Elise. “Dick, come here! Go and dance with Nancy. She’s a darling girl and she dances divinely.” As Dick, whose aunt was present, turned to do her bidding, Elise added fervently to herself, “At least, I hope she does. She ought to.” It was a waltz and Nancy did. She was radiantly happy, and so was Dick. In consequence other boys came. But something went wrong, she knew that the music broke into a fox trot. She couldn’t get in step. There were long steps, and then short ones; and sudden stops and jerks. At last she gave up, and murmuring something about the room being warm, led the way to the veranda. There were a few desultory remarks and then —silence. What could she say? Why wouldn’t he help her out? Out on the lawn a cricket’s shrill sawing made the silence less endurable. She wanted to remark about the weather, but she couldn’t—now. It would be too obvious. If she had only spoken at the first, when it would have been natural She started to speak, but somehow her voice sounded so loud it choked and frightened her. Suddenly she realized that her partner had half risen. “Excuse me, please, I have to—have to see—someone.” She nodded her head and lie was gone. Three dances—they had all come and gone, and still she sat alone on the dark porch. A flood of bitterness struggled to break forth, but she kept it back, staring down at those hateful black shoes. Oh, why hadn’t someone told her? Why didn’t anyone take any interest in her? It wasn’t fair of Klise to let her be treated like this. Then all of a sudden she tightened and waited, hoping they would pass without hearing her choked breathing, and she held her breath. The couple turned and went behind her. She heard Elise speaking. “I think you boys are mean. She’s a darling—the dearest--------” “1 didn’t sav she wasn't. Elise. But 1 can’t dance with her—I tried blit---” “Then can’t you talk to her or—or something?” 40 “Well, but—gee—1 can't talk to her. She’s different. Why, look at her—with a fan—a great big fan that-------” Nancy couldn't hold it any longer. The flood came and she was sob- bing. “It's not fair, it’s not fair—” as she fled from the porch and ran down into the orchard. Stopping short she barely avoided falling into a ditch that opened suddenly. She stood on the edge, blindly staring at the fan, the beautiful fan—with sudden hate, and flung it down into the ditch. Then with a little cry of realization, she bent down. Just on the edge of the gleaming water she could set the fan. She reached for it. The earth gave way and she tumbled down, in her ears a snapping sound as of breaking twigs Dick Walton, coming out on the porch to claim a second dance with Nancy, found her chair empty and saw a gleam of white in the trees. “Trying to cut my dance.” he muttered, without remembering that he had said no word to Nancy about saving a dance for him. hut he was off in pursuit. Nearing the ditch, he heard her cry and saw her dis- appear. He ran to the edge and called, “Nancy, are you all right?” There was no reply, and he scrambled down with a great fear in his heart. A rustle near him in the dark below the overhanging bushes made him turn and he could see the white of her dress. He struck a match and saw her sitting in the dirt, one end of her skirt trailing in the little stream, with tear stained checks, and the broken fan clasped to her. “Are you hurt? he asked. She shook her head. Dimly he guessed the tragedy, but lie only tossed the match into the water and said. “I saw you fall. Did you break your fan? Gee, that’s a rotten shame, it was such a beauty. Never saw a prettier one in my life. Here, I’ll carry it back in my pocket. Where are yon? There. Guess we’ll have to scramble up. All right ?” When they were near the house he continued, “That’s too had you got your dress wet. Aunt llessie’ll tix you up.” But she drew back. She couldn’t go into the house. Dick was at a loss for a minute. “Guess they’re serving the chow,” he said, looking tip at the lighted windows. “I'll tell you what. You wait here in the hammock and I'll go get some stuff and a coat or something for you.” Dick was making his way gingerly through the hall, with a coat over his ami and two ices and cookies balanced precariously in one hand, when he saw Aunt lie-sie beckoning to him. Whatever have you got in your pocket? It makes your coat bulge out so. Dick sheepishly pulled out the broken fan. Oh, did she break it? Aunt Bessie took the fan, glanced at it, and then looked at it more closely. “Why, it's just like one 1 had once—no—oh, yes. It’s like the one 1 gave Nancy Gates when she married Dave “Nancy Gates married Dave—Aunt Bessie! Aunt Bessie stared at Dick thoughtfully. “It couldn't he possible— yes, it could. Actually. 1 wondered who she resembled when I first saw her—does she live out here?” “1 think so.” “Dick, I've got an idea. Is Nanc absolutely impossible? “Impossible! Why, Aunt Bessie, she’s just about the nicest—of course, she’s different, but if she was like the other girls—she—well-” “She’d outshine them all, J suppose. Run along, Dick. Your ice is melting.” Aunt Bessie went hurriedly to Mrs. MacYain to ask her about Nancy’s mother, “for,” she said, “of course I never connected Mrs. Roland with dear old Nancy. We rather lost track of each other, and I didn't re- member the man she married after Dave died. It was a long time ago. and we’ve been in the east. I don’t know whether she would let me keep Nancy in town, but 1 11 surely go to see her tomorrow.” Out in the orchaid Nancy wasn't worried about her future. She had forgotten her tears, even her ruined dress, while she laughed and talked and ate her ice with Dick. D. NICHOLS. (On requiring a sonnet.) Alack, good lady, dost not sore repent The heavy burden lightly on us placed? A sonnet! Why, Miss Carhart. drop in haste The thought, or else expect some hot dissent; The great alone write sonnets excellent. Take Keats (or Donakline) and then retrace How oft he had success; hut once in race ( )f spirit did he achieve his great intent. When fired by the sight of Homer’s broad domain. And yet. ‘twcrc shame to shirk the task entire, And so lose credit with ourselves and you; Wherefore to work and strive a theme to gain. Net all unsuited to the tyro’s lyre— So with Apollo’s aid we’ll muddle through. Carhart G. ELMORE, ’19. 42 Views of the New School THE CAMPANILE TOWER VIEW FROM EMBARCADERO THE LIBRARY 44 AUDITORIUM ENTRANCE “Wisdom is in knowing what to do; virtue is doing it. -—David Starr Jordan. 45 INNER COURT 4 6 The Music In Our School REK piano instruction in public schools is still some- what of an experiment. The Palo Alto Union High School is one of the few that have taken up this work, and it has proved a success. Of course the piano classes must necessarily be rather small in order that each pupil may get as much indi- vidual instruction as possible. At present there are two classes; the morning class, consisting of seven pupils, and an afternoon class of six. in the beginning only ten pupils could be accommodated, but fortunately more have had a chance to enter. In order to enter the piano class, the pupil must have had about two years’ work, that is, must know the fundamentals of piano playing. This is essential in class instruction, because the teacher’s time is practically wasted if only a few in the class are able to play notes correctly. Class instruction can be made as good as private, if every pupil pays strict attention. Each student has the benefit of the other’s playing and in this manner Incomes acquainted with more music than just the par- ticular piece he or she happens to be learning. It is also better for the teacher, because an explanation does not have to be repeated to each in- dividual but is given only once to the whole class. In class instruction a definite routine is followed. On Mondays and Thursdays music is brought and played. A fair average of pieces is one each month for each pupil. Tuesdays and Fridays arc reserved for Bach’s Two- and Three-Part Inventions. There are fifteen two-part and fifteen three-part inventions. A few of the class have already begun the three-part inventions. The remaining day, Wednesday, is for technic, and tho no one cares for it, it is extremely valuable. Besides various finger-developing ex- ercises. everyone has all of his major scales and most of the harmonic minor scales. We also have arpeggios, the tonic subdominant, of every scale. Most of us can now play with fairly good finger action and with- 47 out using nil our energy. ()n this point, together with correct notes ami correct time. Miss Hindman lays particular stress. All of this is regular conservatory work. Hut besides this, the piano classes have given several successful and delightful little recitals. To all of them the teachers were invited, and each pupil had the privilege of inviting either a relative or friend. Many |x ople have difficulty in memorizing and it is only by sheer grit and tenacity that they succeed. These deserve special credit. ()f course nervousness is another draw- back and this applies to all of us. We gradually become accustomed to playing before the rest of the class and Miss Hindman, but I don’t be- lieve any of 11s have overcome the nervousness of playing before out- siders. Speaking of recitals, Miss Hindman’s French Orphan Recitai is es- pecially worthy of mention. Although the class had no other share in it than advertising and selling tickets, it was of interest to the whole school as given by the school’s teacher of music. Everyone who attended was impressed with Miss Hindman’s playing. It displayed a remark- able technic and strength and the whole received careful and under- standing study. Miss McGovern’s songs were also delightfully enter- taining. Besides the piano classes, Miss Hindman is conducting an orchestra with which everyone is already familiar. It has played at various af- fairs. such as the mid-year commencement, at New Year’s, when the town turned out to look it the new school, at the Thespian play, “The Tempest, and at several club affairs. Everyone seems to enjov our orchestra’s playing, and with good reason. The high school should lx proud of its class in harmony. Of course at first there was nothing but hard work learning chords and the funda- mentals of harmonic work. But at the end of the year the class did some original work. The students have completed writing an anthem to the words of Nazareth. They then began the composition of waltzes. Many of the compositions are all the more remarkable because some of the young composers know not the least thing about playing the piano themselves. The school is lacking just one thing and that is a chorus or glee club. For this essential part of music no time could be found on account of the additional work required in athletics and sports. All of us regret it and many miss it. How nice it would he if the whole school could start the day singing by having a short chorus practice tlx first thing in the morning! Matters can lx so arranged in the future that we may have a chorus and a glee club and our singers will have an opportunity to use their talents. ELSE EE1STNKR. 48 CAST OF THE SENIOR PLAY Dramatics For many years the Palo Alto Union High School has struggled to produce plays with no adequate facilities, either in the Playhouse or the Armory, but now although everything seems to he sadly lacking, the groundwork is finished and the day when high school plays arc pro- duced on one of the finest amateur stages in the state is in sight. When the new building was erected it was war time and it was found neces- sary to leave a part of it incomplete. Therefore the auditorium, being the victim of this sad fate, could not be used as much as it was intended. In June, however, the classes in physics, under Mr. Mercer, put in a switchboard and made lighting possible for the senior play. The audi- torium was first used for a performance at the athletic show, June 13. These conditions have given dramatics a decided handicap, but the school has nevertheless put on three excellent productions. The first of these was “The Star in I ler Service Flag ’ written for high school production by a high school teacher. The play was given in the Playhouse. December 27, and was directed by Miss Margaret Car- hart and Miss Susan Looney. The cast was as follows: 49 Christine W'oertz.... Her Mother........... Sadie Solcman....... Marie Goodman........ Claire Wright........ Mrs. Warner......... Mrs. Ellis........... Mrs. Roberts......... M iss W ilson....... Tilly Algui re....... Mrs. Gallagher....... Maine ............... Jack Carr........... Carl ................ Corporal Conger..... Mr. Swartz........... Mr. Studenberg....... First Officer....... Will Berry.......... Second Officer....... Y. M. C. A. Secretary Sergeant ............ Pete ............... Bill................. Tom.................. George............... Waiter............... Kid Thompson......... ...Olivia Boezinger .....Dorothy Starks .....Ruth Whitaker ....Mary d’Antonio ....Julia Waterbury ..Elizabeth Wallace .....Lillian Dobbel ....Dorothy Nichols Evelyn Van Gordon .Constance Tamplin ..Vivian Umphreys ....Shirley Charles ......Fred Hughes ......Norris James .......Hall Walker .....Nathan Moore ....Garrett Elmore ......Blake Wilbur .....A Idea Proctor ......William Hyde ...Charles Franklin . Edward Waterman ... Ralph I Idrdnian .. Phimister Proctor .....Robert Wilkes .......Joe Maloney .....Harold Boone .......Earl Gibson As may be seen at once from the cast of characters, the play was based on the war, and had two large ensemble scenes. The plot was somewhat lacking in unity and in the big scenes bordered closely on the melodramatic. The theme was well carried out. and the idea of the play was original enough to make it interesting. 'Phc principal roles, taken by Olivia Boezinger and Fred Hughes, were as convincing as it was in the power of the actors to make them. Both players portrayed their parts with a sympathetic understanding. The comedy parts were well taken by Vivian I’mpbreys and Shirley Charles. An especially good bit of character work on the part of Na- 50 than Moore market! his performance as one showing the most careful work. The second play of the year was put on by the Thespian Club, May io. under the same direction, it was given under the oak trees behind the school, a beautiful setting for the fantasy, The Tempest, ' with the following cast: Prospero........................................William Hyde Miranda................................Julia Water bury Alonzo...........................................Edward Waterman Antonio...............................Phimister Proctor Gonzalo...............................Hammond Ashley Sebastian . . .....................................Dave Lamson Ferdinand .........................................Fred Hughes Ariel.............................................Julia Stevens Caliban............................................Earl Gibson Trinculo........................................Garrett Elmore Stephano.........................................Norris James This was a most picturesque production, with the green bowers for a background, and gorgeous Elizabethan costumes. The play was well cast and new talent was discovered. Earl Gibson, Norris James and Garrett Elmore, in the comic roles, were the most delightful characters in the story. William Hyde, Julia Watcrburv. Hammond Ashley, Fred Hughes and Dave Lamson did excellent work. Julia Stevens was especially charming. “The Tempest” is one of the most difficult of Shakespeare’s plays, for although it abounds in beautiful lines and pretty scenes (whose effect was heightened by the delicate music composed for it ) the supernatural and unusual ideas are not made real, as in “Midsummer Night’s Dream,” by the humanness of the people in the story. The last production of the year and the first in the new auditorium was the senior plav. Carry On!” by W. H. Nichols. It was also a war play, dealing with the days of 1916-17, just before and just after the United States entered the war. Instead of the usual light comedy, it was a drama with a strong plot and stirring scenes. The whole class worked on the production, either helping with the business end or the building of the scenery, if they were not in the cast itself, which was as follows: • ()lwcn .Donaldine Cameron John Towan, her uncle Wesley, her brother.... Lord Tovey- I enzies... M r. Lanyard........... Professor Baden........ Tony, a sheep herder... Tom Brailey............ Mrs. Blank............. Mr. Blank.............. Red Cross Worker....... Little Boy............. Little Girl............ ....Fred Hughes ......Carl Shoup ...Edgar Deimal ... Nathan Moore ...William Hyde ..Garrett Elmore ,... Dickson Clark ...Ruth Whitaker ... .Ezra Erickson Elizabeth Wallace .... Else Leistner .. .Shirley Charles SUM MGR GUESTS Charles Watson. Julia Stevens. Hall Walker. Lysle Blythe. Julia Waterbury. Dorothy Nichols. Edward Waterman. Daisy Shone. Phyllis Heath. Ralph Herdmati. Silas Hays. Charles Franklin. Vivian Umphreys Earl Gibson. Olivia Boezinger. Francis Whitmcr. The star part of the play was taken by Fred Hughes as John Towan, a difficult role, which he played with sympathy and feeling. Another difficult part, though smaller, was that of Wesley, especially in the “dream scene,” but Carl Shoup carried it well. The two leads, Olwen and Tovey-Menzies, taken by Donaldine Cameron and Edgar Deimal. were convincing and satisfying. The little boy and girl scene was well done by Else Leistner and Shirley Charles. Nathan Moore and William Hyde as Lanyard and Baden were excellent contrasting roles. The sincerity and perfect naturalness of Lanyard formed, one might say, the backbone of the play. The newly-married couple were the two pure comedy parts of the play and they were effectively taken by Ezra Erickson and Ruth Whitaker. ()ne of the parts that will be remem- bered was that of Tony, the sheep herder, which was portrayed with fine feeling by Garrett Elmore. This completes the year’s dramatics, and it is hoped that next year, with the excellent stage and perhaps a finished auditorium, the stand- ard will be raised even higher. Social Events of the Year AST year our kind board of trustees gave us permis- sion to bold school dances. The senior play of 1918 and the Junior-Senior banquet were supplanted by two dances. Ever since, the commonplaceness of class pic- nics has been unknown, and fun has lived in the spirit of the dance. Many successful affairs were held: two nickel crawls, a military ball. Senior dance. Junior dance. Junior-Senior dance, two Thespian Club in- itiations, and a very novel and grotesque carnival. The Junior-Senior and the Senior dance of this semester also have been held since the priv- ilege was granted. In order to preserve the privilege the High School Board of Com- missioners decided to make the following rules, which have been very well observed: Rule 1. Dances may not be given oftener than once in three weeks. This rule excludes the last or commencement week of school. Rule 2. Xo school function shall be allowed unless it is brought be- fore the Board of Commissioners at least one week before the date asked. Rule 3. Rules already adopted by the Board of Commissioners are still in force. Rule 4. Provisions must be made for cleaning up after any function. Rule 5. Classes must show a prospective two-thirds attendance before the privilege is granted. Penalties.—Any individual breaking any of these rules shall be. and any group of individuals may be, penalized by the exclusion from all school dances for the remainder of the year. Tt may be safely said that all of the dances this year have been enor- mous successes. Some have been more effective than others—for in- stance. the first nickel crawl given in the Playhouse, was successful both financially and socially. The TI-B class held a dance in the Playhouse also. These two functions were very much appreciated, in view of the fact that the “flu ban had just been lifted and they were the last dances to be held on the old school premises. The second “flu’ epidemic just narrowly kept the Thespian Club in- itiation from being a dance. Tt was held at the home of Miss Carhart and everyone cnjo ed himself thoroughly, despite the darkening shadow 53 of the flu.’ Then the joy of joys was the first dance to be given in the new school, the dance of the Senior Class of 1919, in the library. The floor was a little unpleasant, but that marred the festivities very slightly. The Military Ball was perhaps the most democratic dance of the spring season. Everyone, even the Frosli” who were cadets, was eligible to attend, and they did. Very clever special features” broke the ice, so to speak. The Major and his wife attended, and the atmos- phere was entirely military. The spirit rendered a different touch which pleased the most particular. The girls had a jolly picnic at Congress Springs, and with the excep- tion of a few ducks, who took to the water, all was fine. The French orphans became needy and true to her old spirit. Paly lli gave a half-dime crawl for their benefit. The library floor proved too much,” so the clubhouse was employed. The music, decorations, crowd, time and all were pronounced “great.” although financially the French orphan crawl proved somewhat of a disappointment. The little “Frosty' became weary of the commonplacencss of every- day life, so they took their suppers and went on a picnic one Saturday at Lagunita. Their childish joy was expressed in their youthful faces the following Monday. It is said that the low Junior-Senior Hard Times Hop was the most unique and clever dance that the guests ever attended. To see our faculty, honorable commissioners, and friends dressed so holy” was a sight indeed to behold The Thespian Club held its initiation at Congress Springs, always a delightful place for a picnic, and the Thespians surely made the best of time and place. The swings and dance floor proved to be the main centers of attraction, except the eats” tables. The carnival, with all the modern slang one could employ, was the jazziest” affair of the whole year. What the word jazz” means Mr. Webster has not as yet been able to discover, but any person from 6 to 30 years old knows what it means, and that’s the carnival. The Freshman Circus was. as everyone expected, a scream. The athletic show was a work of art and the cadets deserve a lot of praise. The candy was fine and the Campanile nickel crawl was exceedingly well patron- ized. perhaps too well, but we will not say for sure. 54 TAKE YOUR PICK HIGHWAY ENTRANCE 56 THE AUDITORIUM AND ARCADE Class Prophecy GROAN ONE Mr. Nathan Moore, the rich match magnet, rings his bell, and in comes his business manager and general adviser. E. B. Deimal. “Hist! says the rich match maker, We are going broke! The cost of sulphur has gone up, and Sir William A. Hyde, Dl). ! ., B.U. B., the eminent chemist, says we cannot make real matches without sulphur! What shall we do? Make false matches, of course, the business manager replies. That would be crooked, but what’s the difference? Just so no one knows about it. No one will know it! Ah! but is that true? At the door on the left, listening through the keyhole, is Mae Dodson, star reporter for the Hoosgow Times, anxious to score a beat for her editor, Elizabeth Wallace, who edits the biggest paper west of Palo Alto in the V. S. Also, at the door in the center, Carl Shonp, president of the I.os Altos-to-Lcmherg Airplane Express Line, is in hiding, getting an earful of the conversation. At the door on the right. Daisy Shone, the mayoress of Runniemeed, has silently in- stalled herself, and is filling her already overworked mind with details of the conspiracy. GROAN TWO Flying in one of the new Anthis sport model airplanes, perfected bv that mechanical genius, James Anthis, are Shirley Charles, the governor of California and Northern Mexico; Julia Stevens, leader of the Woman’s Suffrage Party of East Nevada; Dorothy Smith, the noted woman sci- entist who has discovered how to find the pork in a can of pork and beans; and Donaldine Cameron, the well-known society leader, who is piloting the plane, which she owns. They are flying over the Pacific Ocean to pay a visit to Major-General George Dickson Clark in Tokio, and urge him to come home and save California from the threatened invasion of the Canadian Eskimos, led by George Green, the soldier of fortune, bent upon establishing an empire of his own in California. They are going fine, when suddenly the air- plane stops and. kerplunk, hits the sea. Everything is O. K..’’ says Donaldine Cameron. All we need is a match to light the jazzbo fuel, made and distributed by the L. Blythe Company. Has anyone a match? I have! spoke up Dorothy Smith. One of those Moore matches, the kind that never fail! But, alas! it is one of the new brand of sulphurlcss matches that will not light under any circumstances, and they are in a hard plight. Question i )ne: Why did not the world know of this fraud ? Question Two: Will the airplane travelers be picked up in time? For a storm is brewing. Let us hope so! GROAN THREE Hearing the S. (). S. call, a submarine, owned by Olivia Boezinger. who spends her spare time (of which she has plenty) cruising around on the sea bottom looking for gold, is speeding to the rescue of the help- less bunch. But disaster almost awaits them! Professor Garrett El- more. professor of metallurgy at the Muriel Bell institute for homeless orphans, is fooling around the tank of high-explosive compressed fuel with a match, trying to see if the thing will burn. Surely, in his absent- mindedness. he will blow the whole crowd up. But noski! Xot on your life! For it is one of those Moore matches, which will not light. Al- though nobody knows it. they are all saved—for the moment. The air- plane is sinking fast—will they get there in time? GROAN FOUR There is some mystery here. declares Ruth Whitaker, chicfcttc of police, to her two most trusted woman detectives, Helen Wasson and Madalyn Worth. Julia Waterbun declares that her beauty shop was broken open by burglars, and all they had to do to get the money from the burglar-proof safe designed and invented b Shah Ilironaka was to light a match to the nitroglycerin they had prepared. But Phyllis. Heath, president of the Club for the Relief of Suffering Caule, says she saw them sneak out as she passed by on her way home from the club meeting. They left two or three boxes of matches behind them. Investigate im- mediately! Two hours and twenty-nine minutes later the two women detectives report that the matches the thugs had relied upon to do the work were sulphurless and would therefore not light. No wonder the thieves were foiled! GROAN FIVE Next! said Judge Lillian Dobbel of the Supreme Court of Pokomoko County. “Here they are, yer hororette. growled Si Hays, bailiff of the court. Moore and Deimel accused of selling sulphurless matches to the public, and creating great disturbance thereby. Where’s the law- yeress for the defence? Ladies and gents, honorable judge, and oth- ers, began Carol Hyde, counsel tor the defense. 1 wish to say- Let us skip this tiresome piece of chin music and awake two hours later. Miss Hyde has just finished her masterpiece of eloquence, and Beulah 59 Joseph, counusel for the offense, gets lip. Suddenly there arises in the rear of the courtroom Dorothy Nichols, leader of the futuristic element. “Down with the proletariat! ’Ray for the I. W. V.!” she yells. “Hang the traitorous matchmakers!” and the moh. inflamed by her words, seizes the unfortunate prisoners. “Well done!” mutters I). R. X. to her close allies. I.aura Kennedy, Mary McCarty, and Alice Mclnnis. GROAN SIX “What ho!” exclaims Earle Gibson, gentleman of leisure and riches, riding in his new G Whizz auto racer, to his friend. Ed. Waterman, su- perintendent of the Eatmore Novelty Food Co. “What ho!” “I see a disturbance in the distance. To the rescue!!” And tearing forward, he disperses the mob and saves the unfortunates from the noose. But what have we here? Fred Hughes, proprietor of the corner drug, hardware and grocery store, seeing the auto coming, drops the bottle of Ingaham’s hair tonic and pimple remover which he was tying to sell to an old man with the gout, and veils to his cowboy friend from the West. Russell llodley, who, taking his lariat, manufactured by Lauretta Sitnon- sen’s famous rope factory, neatly lassoes the rescuers of Moore and Dci- mcl. “I have you now !” growls Mr. Hughes. GROAN SEVEN In the distance Warren Gravestock. l S. aerial guard, sees coming the hostile fleet of airplanes, led by Pete Franklin, president of the Panama republic. “The foe! The foe! They are earning!” he shrieks in a high falsetto voice. Immediately everyone looks skyward and the prisoners again escape. Ah! such is life! But the foe is approaching nearer and closer. “Ready! Aim!” commands Else Leistner, the general of the women’s reserve corps, to her three most trusted lieutenants. Pearl Hen- derson. Florence Hughes, and Grace Kirkpatrick. “Fire! And the earth rocks with the reverberations of the broadside as the enemy planes crash down to defeat. The glad news is brought to Francis Whitmer. secretary of state. Some of the invaders still remain alive, however, and to them is brought the world's most famous surgeon, Vivian L’mph- reys, with her second assistant dope-giver. Kathleen Shu ford. Soon the enemy soldiers are patched up and taken to the Rest-Ye-Here Sanitarium for Helpless Folks, owned and operated by Helen Paulsen. Thus the country is saved. Three squeaks and a tiger! THE GRUNT The publisher of the Weekly Whoop, the biggest weekly of the day, r • p ; tan 6o Ralph Herdman, came with his well-known (in society) advertising man- ager. that capable genius. Hall Walker, to congratulate the match magnate and his business manager on their escape from the clutches of the law and the mob. “Why. they declare, it’s almost as thrilling as the adven- tures we hear of Ezra Erickson, the human daredevil that falls out of air- planes for a living. And to think that this should happen right on the heels of the miraculous saving of Shirley Charles, Julia Stevens, Dorothy Smith, and Donaldine Cameron from being lost in the ocean with their airplane. How did you do it? Well, they both respond in the same voice, “I guess it was because we all belonged to the class of 1919 at Palo Alto High—that class was too good for any of its members to be drowned or hung! Hoopla! The End !! 61 DANGEROUS INFORMATION “We were slowlv starving to death. said the famous explorer at the boarding-house table, “but we cut up our boots and made soup of them, and this sustained life. “Hush! hush! Not so loud,” whispered the boarders on each side. “The landlady might hear you.” W11Y SHE WOULD BE PLEASED “What would your mother say. little boy, demanded the passer-by virtuously, if she could hear you swear like that? “She'd be tickled to death if she could hear it, answered the bad little boy. She's stone deaf. 1 saw a railroad the other day in which the curves were so sharp they called 'em corners and they had to put hinges on the boilers to get 'em around. “That's nothing. 1 saw a railroad where the towns were so close to- gether they had to back up to whistle for the next town. Johnny. said his aunt, “you say your prayers beautifully; so quiet and earnest. I’m sure you mean them. ) that’s nothing; you should hear me gargle. 62 I’m a very busy man. What is your proposition?” I want to make you rich. “Well, leave your recipe with me and I’ll look it over later. Just now I’m engaged in closing up a little deal by which I expect to make three dollars and a half in real money. —Brooklyn Citizen. “It’s disgraceful, an able-bodied man like you to be selling umbrella- rings in the street. Why don’t you go in the army? “What's the use, mum? The harmv don’t want humbrella rings. — The United Presbyterian. TOOK IT AT WHAT IT SAID Pat was hard at work in the Baldwin Locomotive Works when the foreman on his rounds stopped and eyed him sternly. “Did ye , not receive a letther from me, say in' yez was foired? he demanded. “Oi received a letther. answered Pat calmly. “Th’ insoid says Oi was foired, but th’ outsoid says, ‘Return in five days to Baldwin's so Oi’m back. Head of the House (roaring with rage)—Who told you to put that paper on the wall? Decorator—Your wife, sir. Head of the House (subsiding)—Pretty, isn’t it?—Bindery Talk. NOT WORTH MENTIONING Snooker (fiercely)—Your fowls have been over the wall and scratched my garden. Chanks (coolly)—Well, there’s nothing extraordinary in that. It's their nature to scratch. Now, if your garden were to come over the wall and scratch my fowls, it would be extraordinary, and something worth communicating. NO DOUBT WHATEVER Tom—What is your idea of absent-mindedness? Jack—Well, if a man thought he'd left his watch to home, and took it out of his pocket to see if he had time to go home and get it, I should say he was a little inclined to be absent-minded. 63 In TmiCiooo 0lO D n— W miN6 An Enukm C«««- 1 88809 B-C A FAMILY The Census Taker—How many arc there in that bunch of Portu- guese ? The Landlady—Six. A Portugoosc, a Portugander, and four little Portugoslings. SAFETY FIRST The teacher wrote on the board the following: “Don't light matches; remember the Chicago fire.’’ Little Willie erased it and in its place wrote: “Don't spit; remember the Johnstown flood. SMART I nclc—Ignorant people ask more questions than wise men can answer. Nephew—No wonder so many of us flunk out on exams. A BULL'S EYE Teacher—Four times seven, Tommy? Tommy—Twenty-eight, sir. Teacher—Good. Tommy—Good nothing, it's perfect! QUITE EASY Scout (to porter)—Will the next train be very crowded, porter? Porter—It’s all accordin’ to how many people are in it, my lad. 64 TITE DOG The dog should be a native of Dog Island. Florida. The dog really has five limbs; counting his tail, which is limber, whereas a leg is just plain limb. IIis natural means of expression is dog- gerel. in which he is frequently quite dogmatic. Generally speaking, it seems proper for the dog to live in a dogwood house, sail in a (logger, and drive at a dignified dog-trot in a dog cart. He may return in time for his dinner of dog-fish by consulting the dog- watch. Let us hope that lie will firmly believe in dogma; so that at the end of dog-days, when he dies, he may find a heaven on the dog-star. The man at one end of the telephone wire had become thoroughly ex- asperated, and asked his friend if he were losing his hearing. His friend was an Irishman, and replied, “1 can hear you all right till you begin to talk, and then 1 can't understand a word you say.” Customer (angrily)—Waiter, there’s a dead fly in my soup! This is the second time such a thing has happened. Waiter (sympathetically)—Ah. poor things! It’s boiling cm as kills ’em. THE BOV’S COMPLAINT “Oh, no; there ain't any favorites in this famih !” soliloquized Johnny. “Oh, no! if I bite my fingernails, I catch it over my knuckles. But if the baby eats his whole foot, they think it’s cute.” Once a year the newsboys of London are given an outing up the Thames river, where they can swim to their hearts’ content. As one little boy was getting into the water a friend observed, “Johnny, you’re pretty dirty.” “Yes,” replied Johnny, “I missed the train last year.” HE WAS OUT Customer—Is the proprietor in? 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