Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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comer for a moment. Then be grasped his hand with such tremendous force that it seemed to be in danger of dislocation. But the young man appeared to like it. “Horace Thompson!” exclaimed Tom, “ I thought you was out in California, and I never should see you again.” “No, uncle Tom,” said Horace, uneasily. “I guess Vermont is going to be good enough for me the rest of my days.” Then, as if anxious to change the subject, he asked quickly, “How is Aunt Martha ?” The old man’s lips quivered and he could not speak. He pointed to the hill where the white headstones gleamed through the maples, and lifted his hand toward the blue depths of the cloudless sky. The young man’s eyes filled with tears. “ I didn’t know it,” he said softly. And then, as if by common impulse, the two men walked away together and Jim retired behind his tablet. But it was not long before the wanderers re¬ turned. Hawkins marched along with the same swinging step that he had when he was a member of Company “ G,” and on his shoulder, riding royally, sat Horace Thompson’s little boy. “Hold on there I” roared the farmer. “You needn’t finish that bill. There ain’t a’goin to be any auction. Horace Thompson, he and his wife and little boy, they are going to keep house for me. Tear up that bill, Jim, and tell me what the damages are and we will soon straighten matters out.” “ Damage,” said Jim, with a tinge of sarcasm in his tones, “ You come into this store and we will look and see if we can find a bunch of raisins or somethin’ or other for that little fellow.” o. H. L. “ ’04.” Alphabetical List. A is for Allie, whose art and wit Have been shown in our High School quite a bit. B is for Brainerd, one of our athletic team. He’s a rirsher we know; that’s easil}’ seen. C is for catastrophe, which happened one day. When Horace’s hair was taken away. D is for dancing, the faculty enjoys; But what is the dancing without the boys? E is for Elsa, a charming lass; ’way at the head of the Third Year class. Studying, studying, all the day; ’tis not any ef fort—she was born that way. F is for Freshies, who always have a word. We advise them that “children should be seen and not heard.” G is for geometry, both solid and plane, And the many other things that puzzle the brain. H is for Helen, the girl with light hair, For such girls as she are seldom and rare. I is for image of Caesar on the wall, If you look at him hard, he’s liable to fall. J is for Juniors, the pride of the High, But when it conies to deportment in English— oh my ! K is for cage that hung i n the hall, L is for birds, and they weren’t birds at all. M is for Martin, who by his athletic feats Is first in the hearts of the athletes. N is for Naemi, the fresh Sophomore, If marked in deportment, she’d surely get four. O is for Opal, who is always late. vShe believes in the saying : “ Be up-to-date.” P is for “Peanuts,” our lawyer and scribe, Tho’ with his writings nothing will jibe. Q is for quinces on our neighbor’s tree; When no one was near we’d swipe two or three. R is for ring, which was in the bell. But where it has gone no one can tell. S is for Sarah, our nightingale sweet, Whene’er she doth favor us,be assured, ’tis sweet. T is for Tessie, one little vSweed, In basketball she takes the lead. U is for union, that we ' re going to tonn. So that we can strike when the weather gets warm. V is for volcano, near Italy’s shore. Go ask the Fre.shies if you want to know more. W is for Winsor, Walker’s wonderful man, Who with his wise ways works as fast as he can. X is for Xaminers who from Berkeley came. Heedless of invitations, wind, cold or rain. Y is for you whose names don’t appear,

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Turning of the Tide. It was a hot summer day and the sun cast a shadow in front of Jim Wheeler’s little grocery store. A rickety old bench stood in the midst of this shadow and Jim, seeing the prospects of a cool hour, took his opportunity and sat down on the end of the bench, which creaked and squeaked under the strain. Jim was a shriveled up little man, who had barely a hair on his head, and wore dark glasses to protect his weak eyes. Over the hill came a rickety farm wagon, drawn by a pair of splendid black horses, driven b}’ Tom Hawkins, who used a board set across the bed of his wagon for a seat. Hawkins was an unusually large man, being over six feet four inches tall and of ma.ssive build. He had been a hero of the civil war and wore a little brown button on the lapel of his coat. “Jim,” said he, as he tied his horses to a hitching post, “I’ve got .something for you to do to-day.” “What is it.?” asked Jim, ‘‘do you want me to load a barrel of “Kagle” on that empty wagon of yours ?” “No,” replied Hawkins, sadly, “I shall never buy any more flour from you, Jim. I want you to do some writing. Get some paper and I will tell you all about it.” Jim brought a tablet of tissue paper, and the two men sat down on the bench, side by side. Hawkins laid his big hand on Jim’s shoulder. “Jim,” he said, “I am going to sell the farm. I’ve got to. It’s .so different up there .since Martha’s gone. I’m so lonesome that I can’t .stand it any longer. I have no one to take care of me any more, and as for hiring help, I can’t.” “Tliere was that Thompson boy we brought up. He was a good, honest boy, but he got the Western fever and he went to California to get rich, but I doubt that he succeeded. So there ain’t nothing to do but to sell the old farm at auction, and I want you to fix me out a bill that I can take up to Ru.ssell and have him talk it off. You understand such things and you know the farm. There it is,” he added, waving his hand toward the mountain side. Jim wiped two sympathetic tears from his I eyes, and opened his lips to protest against this desecration, but finally adjusted his glasses to the end of his nose and began to write. “What have you got there ?” a.sked Hawkins, after a few minutes of silence. Jim read aloud : i .AUCTION ! ' “The undersigned will .sell at Public I Auction, on—” I “Week from Saturday,” put in Hawkins. I “ Saturday, September 5th, ; HIS FARM, I long known as the Old West Hill place, j consisting of about 200 acres, well di- i vided in woodland,tillage and mowing.” “ Yes, sir,” said Hawkins, as he faced toward the farm, “it’s one of the best farms in the country. Thirty years ago Martha and I lived I there together, and there our little Loui.se died. ! vSeems as if I could see her running around in i the yard now, just as she used to.” ! “ Good farm buildings,” Jim read on, huskily, ! “ and never failing water at house or barn.” “ Guess there is,” said Hawkins, “.stream of i good size runnin’ there now. Well, try again, Jim. I don’t .seem to let you get ahead any.” “ Fine apple and pear orchards,” began Jim. ' “ There’s a hundred barrels of good apples in that orchard if there is one. I do hate to see others picking them.” “ AI.SO,” began Jim, once more, “ a great va¬ riety of household goods—” “That’s the worst of it all,” .said Hawkins, “ to think that all those things have to be piled up and .sold off. Even Martha’s things hang just where she left them, as though she was coinin’ back tomorrow.” Jim did not seem to be quite ready to go on with the reading, and just then a young man came around the corner, leading a little curly headed boy. He was thin and looked weary, but his face changed wonderfulh- as he caught sight of Hawkin’s sturdy figure. “ Uncle Tom !” he cried. Tom wheeled around and gazed at the new-

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We d have you all in, but there isn’t room here. Z is for Zada, the last of the list, When she leaves school she’ll surelv be missed. Some Things to Find Out. 1. What became of the bell rope ? 2. Why two Junior boys have cea.sed to bring their lunch to school ? 3. Why rats were heard in the garret but once. 4. Why H S. students were the only ones to feel a series of earthquakes one Tuesday after¬ noon ? 5. Why a certain Junior is growing bald- headed ? 6. Why Edna rose ? 7. Why a Junior has a particular fondne.ss for precious stones ? 8. What became of all the exchanges ? 9. Why the Freshies are so anxious to have their names in the Enterprise ? 10. Why some of the girls prefer to dance in the lower hall ? 11. Why Allie and Lewis do not frequent the labratory any more ? For the Freshmen. Pre.sident Wheeler has written an article “For the Freshmen’’ which contains much of use to any student who wishes to make a success of college or school life. In order that all our students may be able to read it, the editors have thought it wise to reprint it in the Enterprise. Following is the article : “I beg to dedicate to the members of the Freshman class a few scraps from the note-book of my college experience. I think I have noticed that few men who force themselves into public attention in the early months of their college course prove to wear well in the college estimation. Do not push. The steady pressure of honest work is better adapted to the four years’ test. Do not try to be a “prominent man’’ for the first year. Prominence will take care of itself, in the sane, unerring judgment of student opinion. Porget as soon as possible the grandeur of your re cent estate as seniors in a high school and .settle down to be plain freshmen. Fall into line ; recognize the leadership in student affairs of the senior class ; bide your time ; you j will be .seniors .some day if all goes well. Though I my experience recommends to each of you I quietness, it dissuades from isolation and selfi.sh I individualism. Become a part of the organized i life of the university. Identify yourself with the active interests of the student body. Join the organization of the associated students. Ally yourself with .some organized activity, ath¬ letics, music, debating, religious work, journal¬ ism, dramatics. Be public spirited, be loyal to the college. I have noticed that men who succeed in life are trained men. Practical life wants men who can be relied upon. The brilliant, inspirational type is below par in the market. Work regu¬ larly. Take no cuts. Prepare ever3 ' exercise. Make yourself do things whether you like them or not. It is good practice. The first thing to get is a good grip on your own dear .self In regard to choice of studies, my experience leads me to advise you that the teacher is more important than the subject. Go where the work is most accurately and severely exacted. Go where the highest standards are maintained. In all probability it is now or never with you, and you cannot afford the risk of soft intellectual or moral fibre. Plan to be first-rate in something. Keep clean. Tell the truth, because it is true Do right, because it is right. Do each day’s work thoroughly, because it is duty. Have faith in more than you can see. Live for more than 3 ' ou can grasp.” Worth of Women. Honor to Woman ! To her it is given To garden the earth with the roses of heaven! All ble.ssed she linketh the loves in their choir. In the veil of her graces her beauty concealing. She tends on each altar that’s hallowed to feeling And keeps ever living the fire. — VonSchille7 Kindne.ss costs less and yields greater divi¬ dends than mone}’ at compound intere.st.