Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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!9 it’s aloofness. At times her heart seems as cold as an iceberg, and she is then unapproachable. ,, “The conversation is rapidly near¬ ing the Frigid Zone, and we’ll be trav¬ eling with it if we don’t stop imme¬ diately. Come on girls, tennis for to¬ day, the Frigid Zone trip indefinite¬ ly postponed,” and the eight followed Hazel with a laugh. Tho sets were formed, and the girls entered into the game with unusual zest. After an hour’s sport the girls walked slowly toward the gymnasium, giving their places at the courts to others who were waiting to play. “We certainly are the lucky eight, girls.” Eveleyn Blane had been re¬ viewing in her mind the many pranks and escapades in which her comrades and herself had escaped detection, and hence the remarks, “Yes, our title surely fits us,” said Ethel. Our only ill luck appears in connection with the cold treatment we receive from Miss Ryder. Guess we ' re fated to that much bad luck.” They new entered the gymnasium, and likewise the discovery had been made that the subject of their conver¬ sation had not yet left that building. She was standing in the rear, a tall, dark complexioned person, with com¬ manding bearing and exceedingly firm features. There was much in her to admire, yet the fear ever lurked that the advances would be met with re¬ pulse The half hour left before 3:30 the time for study and practice) spent on the bars and rings, but with only half the freedom there would have been, had it not been for the gaze of a certain pair of eyes. The result seemed the same with the girls who were in the gymnasium when the eight came in. As they ceased their exercises and left the building they seemed to be in a happier framo of mind, and Ha¬ zel was suggesting that it had been years since they had had a midnight fea -it in her room, and that she and the fates decreed the feast must take pi ece that very night. Accordingly, nasty plans were made as to just how much dessert was to be taken from their dinner table, and smuggled into its place of hiding. Settlement was made to the satisfaction of all, and they then proceeded to dress for din¬ ner. The dinner hour passed, uneventful to all save the eight, who, though well versed in the art of smuggling sweets, were even at a loss as to when their eyes were going to stop twinkling with this poorly concealed mirth. Chapel and study hour passed slowly to the waiting ones; but 8:30 brought a social half hour, and gave ample time for a. last lit¬ tle conference, and a great deal of mirth. The Lucky Eight were prompt to scatter to their rooms when the re¬ tiring bell struck, and at “lights out” (9:30) they were apparently wrap¬ ped in deepest slumber. Ten o’clock, however, saw figures to the number of about seven creep into the room of Hazel Moore, not on any mischief bent but simply because they thought they had heard her call; and ’twould never do to let her life be endangered. Seven figures grouped themselves about the hostess, who dispensed eat¬ ables in a most gracious and iryviting manner, barring the two pieces of pie which, fell on the floor, and the

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i8 No«w, it came to pass th3t in the second month of the third year of their sojourn in the realm of Fergu¬ son, the King of the P. H. S., that the Naught Fives consulted with their captains and leaders and said, “If it seem good unto you let us git her our people together in one mighty company.” And the thing was right in the eyes of all the peo¬ ple, and they gathered themselves together by fifties and by hundreds, as long as they lasted, into the His¬ tory recitation room. And one. Myr¬ tle of the tribe of Healey, stood up upon her feet, and made an oration unto them, and said, “Let us choose from among us a ruler, who shall lead us, and make our name great.” And it seemed good unto them and they said among themselves, “Let Myrtle of the tribe of Healey be our ruler, for she can speak even as Bryan, the leader of the Democrats.” •So she reigned over them for the space of two years; even until the Class of Naught Five had passed on through the realm of the P. H. S. Howbeit, not all were faithful, but some fell by the wayside, and went, to other schools, even unto Berkeley High; and their names have been blotted out of the class records for¬ ever. Now, the rest of the comings and the shortcomings of the Class are written in black and white in the book of records in the office, where he -who knows his a b c’s, together with his d’s and e’s, may read, and get great wisdom. A. B. WAY. The Lucky Eight. l WAS 2 o’clock, the hour for out-door exercises and gymnasi¬ um work. The eight incorrigible chums, as they were called by the more sedate members of Miss Ry- der’s School, clad in white, were strolling over the lawns toward the tennis courts, four abreast and arms locked, as usual, singing some of their favorite songs. “The song of the Lucky Eight be¬ fore we part,” demanded one of the number; and the air rang w r ith the words of this comical medley. “Now, for tennis, you slow mor¬ tals,” and Hazel Moore sprang ahead of the girls, with a. wild wave of her tennis racket, and in her today’s superabundance of spirits, she gave a happy scream, “unnecessary,” as Miss Ryder would have termed it; when, suddenly turning, she saw that indi¬ vidual approaching and bestowing up¬ on her a reproachful and dignified glance. “Such conduct would better grace an infant, Miss Moore,” Miss Moore, attitude changed in a second, stepped back to the group, who waited in respectful silence as Miss Ryder passed on to the gymna¬ sium. “Such sarcasm I can’t tolerate!” was uttered by Hazel as soon as Miss Ryder was at a safe distance. What in the world does she find in it that affords her any pleasure?” asked Eth el Tyler. “When it isn’t sarcasm,

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20 glass of lemonade, which was partly spilled. “Lucky mortals, we,” Evelyn man¬ aged to get out between bites of the j much favored pickle. About fifteen minutes passed in jokes and smothered laughter. “I think it is more fun to eat at miuiiight, like this than—•” But tne sentence was never fin¬ ished; for the dooi opened suddenly, and Mi s By d or made their number swell to nine. Eight sheepish faces, when they found courage to look up, encountered not what they had expected—a stern look, but wonder of wonders, a smile on such an occasion. Why, Hazel; what in tlio world did you mean when you asked me to come to your room at 10 p. m. sharp, if T loved you?” This was too much for Hazel, who gazed dumbfounded at the girls, silently beseeching them to help her; but they knew nothing of the strange conundrum. Miss Ryder was beginning to think that some mistake had been made, and consequently produced a slip of paper on which was written: “Come to my room at 10 p. m. sharp, if you love me.” On seeing this Hazel immediately ! exclaimed, “I wrote that note to Ethel d.Jinrj study hour this evening.” Miss Ryder explained that she had found it upon her own desk, and had supposed that it was for her. “How in the world did it get there?” was the general question, when Hazel suddenly remembered that she had not delivered it to Ethel (already evi¬ dent, and that it Trust have been picked up and put on the desk. There were eight i stonished coun¬ tenances when Miss Ryder asked if ih v were not string to pass around the lunch. She explained that she did not intend that this evening’s mistake should registered on the book of public events; and before the feast was disposed of the at first be¬ wildered crowd were possessors of the knowledge ihat tho seeming cold¬ ness was the ■»e?ult of the fact that Miss Ryder LeTeved that eight cer¬ tain people hao an extreme dislike for her. .Mixed up facts and jumbled fancies were straightened cut, and next morn¬ ing the song of the Lucky Eight was sung with a spirit which, as Ethel explained it, contained “narry a touch of ill luck” R.W.M., ’OS. A Young Apprentice on the Oregon. When President McKinley issued the call for twenty-five thousand vol¬ unteers to defend United States prop¬ erty in Cuba, there was on board the Independence, stationed at Mare Is¬ land, a young apprentice named Rob¬ ert McCraig, who, with his fellow ap¬ prentices, was tiring of the monoton¬ ous routine of training-ship duty, and longed for the excitement of active service. Once in each month there was tar-