Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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18 5oV.es, ADvWvovsA. Tvc )iA ce Mr. Foss’ Pet Rhyme. Oh, for the Emerson book and a shady nook. Either in doors or out. With the green leaves whispering overhead, Or noises all about. Where I may read all at my ease. Of the Emerson book of old. For this dear good book whereon to look. Is better to me than gold. So quoth Marvin, “I’ll betide. The school wherein I learned to ride (a wheel). Mr. F.—On the eve of graduation what would you like to have the speaker talk about? Martin—How to get rich quick. John L.—I would that my tongue could utter the thoughts that within me rise. Ludwig, Ray and Walter (in con¬ cert)—When shall we three meet gain? Mr. S.—Edith, what English word is derived from sonors. Edith (sleep)—Snores. Late or laugh. And that is half. One hour in the Hall, After school, that’s all. One day a visitor of our city stop¬ ped a Freshman on the street and on inquiring about the school building, asked which way the stairs ran. “Well,” said the Freshman, “if you are at the foot of the stairs, they run up, and if you are at the top of the stairs they run down. A father was much annoyed at the foolish questions of his little son: Pa.—“Johnny, you are a great source of annoyance to me.” Son—“What’s the matter, pa?” Pa—“You ask so many foolish ques¬ tions. I wasn’t such a big donkey when I was your age. Son—“Well, you’ve growed a heap since.” Mr. F.—“Ally, what chemical change takes place when iron comes in contact with air?” Ally—“It risticates.” Why does not lightning ever strike twice in the same place? Junior—It never needs to. Miss K. (to Frank Eddy, in book¬ keeping)—Mr. Eddy, you will have to change your seat. Frank (sadly)—If I am a real good boy may I not sit here? Ask Frank why. Miss Fennikoh (with a bottle of “ketchup” in her hand)—I won’t be late this morning. Freshman, next year you will have to “scorn delights and live laborious days.” Miss Krutz (Com. Geog.)—What is gas used for? Mr. Kizer (wisely)—Killing pur¬ poses. It is strange that Miss K. should lose her way in S. R., which town she is so familiar with and not be able to find the right way until she had shak¬ en all the party save one.

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17 found to have been teaching an un¬ graded school of five pupils for the past twenty-five years, among the sand hills of Bodega. She had con¬ scientiously drawn her salary at the end of every month and had soundly whipped her pupils at the end of each week. Emma had had many admirers and several years before had taken the final step and engaged herself to be married to a young man of great wealth. The wedding day drew near, the pupils were grief stricken, the very birds of the air hung their heads and wept, while solemn long-eared jackrabbits groaned at the very thought of losing their beloved Emma. But the worst was not to be. On the day of the wedding a beautiful day in June, as the strains of the wedding march came floating mistily through the air, a wild despairing cry broke from the lips of the bridegroom as he sank to the floor, never to rise again, struck down the doctor’s said by a love too great to bear. Gene went on to say that Emma had gone back to teaching and was living with her dearest friend. Ruby McGuire, now a grandmother. Ruby had married a farmer and was a typi¬ cal picture of a fleshy, good-natured farmer’s wife. At one time she had had musical aspirations, but has con¬ tented herself and exercised her tal¬ ent for the last thirty years in calling the fowls to their meals twice a day, year in and year out. The climax was reached when we were told that Nellie Burns had married an Italian count and was living in the height of luxury at Rome, envied by all the Italian beauties and the idol of all Rome because of her musical ability. Gene told us that the Countess Nel¬ lie had but just completed a tour of the world and was even at that time in the capital of France. It was at this juncture that Allie re¬ membered the object of our mission and asked of the renowned chicken doctor, Mr. Foster. We learned that he had long been troubled with some slight complaint and was in the habit of taking medicine at night as well as day to effect a speedy cure. One night he had gotten a bottle of his own medicine by mistake and taken it internally. The next morning he was found to be past recovery. He had left no formula for his sought-for ointment nor any of his stock on the market, and to make matters worse, had consumed the last drop of his own stock on that fatal night of his demise. A client entering the office, we wished Miss Martinelli a good after¬ noon, and boarded a city-bound train and took the first steamer for home, the home of the Bedouins, of Allie and me. EDITORIAL. We take this opportunity of ex¬ pressing our gratitude to our teachers who, by their constant efforts, have devoted heart and soul to enable us to attain the grand ideal of this class¬ ical department. Chas Martin, Pres. H. Schluckebier Vice Pres. J. H. Gwinn, Cashier. U. H. Tomasini, Ass’t Cashier. PETALUMA NATIONAL BANK. Transacts a general banking business Interest paid on time deposits. PETALUMA ROCHDALE STORE Best of Groceries and Provisions Bloom building Kentucky St. J .C. DAVIS For a good Harness and General repairing. 740 Main St. P. JOS. STEIGER Sporting Goods and Bicycles 848 Main St., Petaluma

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19 Hobbies and Characteristics, Etc. Miss Perkins—Purse with a long, long chain. Mr. Foss—Oxygen, and atoms of love. Mr. Singer—Handball with boys un¬ der fourteen. Miss Kurtz—Doves. Mr. Ferguson—Two minute lec¬ tures. Irene Hastings—Losing books. Gene Martinelli—Talking. Will Lewis—Sleep. Clyde Healey—Breaking laboratory apparatus. Emma Hyatt—Buying goo-goo tarts. Edwin Kizer—Looking wise. Carollyn McGovern—Admiration. Martin Poehlmann—Pet dog. Nelly Burns—Eating candy. Will Farrell—Sitting in the back seat. Florence Mills—Sitting in front of the above back seat. Ally Anderson—Never there. c • This year of athletics, which ends with the closing of school, has been one of considerable activity. At the beginning of the term a set of officers and a committe were chosen by the school and have worked throughout the year in its behalf. At the beginning of the fall term track work was taken up and carried on throughout the dry weather. An inter-class field day was held and training gave place to football. Four games were played with outside schools and though the boys didn t win every game yet they did their best. The team of ’04-’05 was com¬ posed of Frank Shaver, Hamilton Farrell, John Lauritzen, Clyde Healy, Frank Haran, Ray Corliss, Martin Poehlmann, Marvin Clark, Thomas Caulfield and Walter Foster. After the spring rains were over track work was again taken up and carried on until thhe S. M. A. A. L. field day. The boys practiced dili¬ gently and when the day of the meet came we were able to enter twelve mien. When the field day was over we found that Petaluma had taken third place with Ukiah first and Santa Rosa second. Thus our record stands at the end of our term. Some might say that we have failed entirely, but such is not the case when we remem- ber that what may be called failures on our part may lead to redoubled energy and to success on the part of our successors. They may profit by what we leave behind us, as a result of this year’s efforts finds material and ideas. The school has not for years been equipped as well as it is now for car¬ rying on athletics, and if the boys keep up the interest that they have manifested this year, the old P. H. S. may again take first place in the S. M. A. A. L. The class of ’04 wish to announce its appreciation of the help and encouragement given them. J. W. F. ’04. BASKET BALL. The Basket Ball season of ’03 com¬ menced with the brightest prospects. Every one was enthusiastic, and the team was encouraged by public in¬ terest. A coach was engaged and practiced continued diligently. A challenge for a match game was received from the U. C. Freshmen, and accepted. The opposing team was met in Berkeley on the new Hearst Court. Score—U. C. 21; Peta¬ luma, 1. The next match game was played in Petaluma with the San Rafael