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

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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

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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

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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