Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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HIGH SCHOOL ENTERPRISE ’0 6. The third year with book and pencil, About the city gate, A smaller number gathered, Than had been there of late. A new general on the platform, Sat in the wooden chair, Though he was not tall, the soldiers For Professor Newell all declare. Soon in soap vats of the city, Many found a soapy death, Till through Miss Anthony’s instructions, They learned to get their breath. Some still in the design of the city Desired geometrical light, And in the science of this art Were started by Miss White. Though overcoming Cicero, A soldier pulled up stakes, - And departed for a journey, Far off beyond the Lakes. Mourned by all her comrades, As lost forever more, A parting reception they gave her, But Ruth came back I’m sure. Tne fourth year as Seniors, Their heads began to soar, Marion as Falconer would capture, All jays who dared to bore. But even this mighty glory Could not retain them all, For Armie has departed. And Ruth beyond recall. Still marched the trusted leaders, Of the happy year before, And Miss Welkins soon instructed them, In microscopic lore. In a last and final effort, With half the army gone. And two new Mills to pulverize. The books that made them yawn, With jollity and merriment, Of the city they laid hold, ' For now in every quarter, New laws had made them bold. Shouted every eager fighter, “Oh now we have it all,” But lo, when they had ended, . They had it not at all. — 21 —

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HIGH, SCHOOL ENTERPRISE ’0 6. Spoke Otta, “It is easy Armie, If you’ll take it like O. Long, Though Alima claims the Good-win And to Byce it may belong.” Millen strangely against the English Did smite with all her might. Mata and Emma toward its treasure , Cast shining blue-eyes bright. Right to the heart of its Latin, Laughing Hattie sent a blow, And to swallow pills from out its books Lizzie Drennon was not slow. Hazel was to be the Taylor, Per the army right straight through To make a suit for Florentine, And never make her blue. Seated high upon the platform, O’er looking all the air, Professor James H. Ferguson, Sat in his wooden chair. Upon his right the strong Herr Singer Armed with a First Year Latin book, Directing any lazy warriors To wake up and take a look. Professor W. F. Minium, Rose brave upon his right, Skilled in Physical Geography, To give the ranks their sight. Also in the science of its squares, Its plus and minus signs, He could give them information, Upon the proper lines. Miss Frasier to its English, Gave them an easy key. And by Miss Kurtz into its commerce, Any one of them could see. By aid of these brave generals, Wlhen that the first year was done, A quarter of the city, Had been taken, just for fun. The second year in earnest, A fiercer siege begun. With some new ones in the army, And some others who were done. This year came a general, Miss Perkins, With yet a brighter light, Who led them in matters of English, Straight on to the end cf the fight. - 20 - Professor Carey in Geometry, In -angles and in lines, And incidentally in Geology, Did oft regale their minds. Increasing the number of soldiers, Making up for those who fell, Came some from all directions, To act their parts right well. • v :: n O’er the hills from the city of Napa, Came Dulcie to the lines, One from the San Joaquin River, And Leila from Washington pines. His hat in hand but minus his books, Come Raymond from Tulare, And from the land of the Great Salt Lak ' ' , Was added in Lenore. The second year with Seniors As their firm and fast allies, They gained a march in debating arts, Against the Juniors wise. The Seniors won the victory, The ranks a rush begun, The defeated had their colors torn, The defeated swiped a drum.

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HIGH ' SCHOOL ENTERPRISE ’OC. School Soog. Let others join to sing the praise Of schools both far and near I’ll sing the praise thru all my days Of one I hold most dear. I’ll love her colors tried and true Though swift the years pass by Then join with me to sing the praise Of Petaluma High. Chorus You’ll find upon the field and track Where royal sport holds sway The loyal crew with hearts so true Who work to win the day. I’ve learned to love this jolly band, With roguish laughing eye, Then join with me to sing the praise Of Petaluma High. Chorus. Chorus To me every hall, every room is dear, The hill with its lofty crest; ’Twas there that I learned with a meaning clear Of truths that my life has blest. Then here’s to my school, may she stand fcr aye. Opposing hosts defy, I sing with delight of the Purple and White Of Petaluma High. —A. B. WAY. — 22 —