Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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A DARING BURGLARY ENTERPRISE OFFICE ENTERED SAFE OPENED EVERYTHING GONE N Tuesday night, April 25, 1911, the Enter¬ prise office was broken into by burglars, and the safe opened and all of the contents taken. The police were noti¬ fied as soon as the Office Boy arrived in the morning. This was not the first time the office had been entered and property removed. The news spread rapidly de¬ spite strenuous efforts to prevent the con¬ ditions being known. One of the oldest and shrewdest detectives on the force was detailed to conduct a rigid investigation and he set to work immediately. The “safe” consisted of a door w ith two hinges and fastened with a padlock, all of which were on the outside. Said door was put in between two shelves and en¬ closed a large, roomy space. The sleuth’s quick eye detected that the entire door was gone. “Since the door was locked last night,” he said, “and has been taken away it is quite evident that some one had a key to it. The hinges have been removed with the aid of some dull-pointed instru¬ ment such as a hatchet, or perhaps a screw driver. The lock and hinges being removed it was then a simple matter to take off the door and gain access to the ‘safe.’ The robbers are not here, so they must have escaped before I came. I will report my findings to the Chief at once.” When the Editor arrived he was told of the progress made in the case and promptly confirmed the conclusions of the detective. “But I wms ahead of the detective,” said the Editor. “I did a little work on the case myself last evening. I feared something of the kind for it has happen¬ ed every year and manuscripts have been stolen and much inconvenience caused. So last night I kept watch and can tell you a few things. “I hid myself beneath the table there just back of the waste backet and waited the coming of the intruders. I was sure they would be on hand. Just as the town clock struck two I heard light foot-falls in the lower hall. The robbers came pre¬ pared for vxie worst. Each one carried all the equipment of the dread heroes of yellow backed literature. They were the real, original trouble-hunters! Casting the light from their dark lanterns into all the corners to see if anyone should be awaiting their coming, and deciding that everything was safe, they cautiously climbed the stairs and entered the Enter¬ prise office. “They knew their work and proceeded with great caution but with certainty to the task. In less than ten seconds they v T ere at work at the ‘safe.’ With marvel¬ ous ease mey fell to work on the hinges, W ' hich they quickly removed with the Jan¬ itor’s screw-driver. Having removed the hinges it was an easy thing to swing the door out of place, wrench it off and re¬ move it. It was all done in a moment’s time. They opened their suit cases to stow away the treasure of the ‘safe’. But— “You see, I had anticipated just such an event and had taken all the papers home and had them safely locked in my trunk. Nothing is lost. You may all go back to work. All that the robbers found is that big sign I prepared and posted up at the back of the safe for the robbers to read when they got the door open. It is not pretty but it meant a lot to them: STUNG! A. B. W. 30

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P. H. o. ENTERPRISE ' ll A CHARACTER SKETCH ACK came to visit us, to to oui dismay. He was about eight years old, was red headed and very lively. He came in just as we were sitting down to lunch, having walked up from his aunt’s. “Hello, Grandma,” he shouted, opening the door and rushing into the dining¬ room, “I’m going to visit you for two weeks. Arn’t you glad?” His grandmother smiled back at him, and was about to reply, when— “Say, I’m hungry,” he said, eyeing the table. “Well, run and wash your face and come to lunch,” she answered, picking his hat up from the floor. Jack soon returned with the dirt smear¬ ed over his face and his hair plastered down on his forehead, but he thought he was clean so she let him sit down. He climbed into my chair, looked about the table, passed his plate and said, “I’ll take some chicken.” “Those are chops,” explained his grand¬ mother patiently, “Will you have one?” “Two of ’em”, he answered; and so it went. He would not drink milk and when he got cocoa he spilled it on the table¬ cloth and in his desert, which he straight¬ way refused to eat, but took an orange and left the table to “see the place,” as he said. A few minutes later he went dashing by the window chasing the cat and throw¬ ing stones in all directions. Grandmother called and he immediately became inter¬ ested in the flowers assuming such an an¬ gelic expression we thought he was going to be good. But no,—he quarreled with the neighbor’s children and frankly told the mother, who came to their rescue, he would “fight ’em both with one hand.” I endeavored to get him interested in some¬ thing nice and quiet and went to hunt for some chalk for the little blackboard, but hen I returned he had the cat, which had evidently been held under the faucet, and was cutting its hair. I rescued the cat, but when Jack’s grandmother saw it sun¬ ning itself shortly afterwards, the sight convinced her, then and there, that it would be impossible for Jack to stay a moment longer, so she dragged him from the strawberry patch, where he had gone, while I was being questioned as to the cat’s health, and sent him back to his Aunt’s. Lena Bower.

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THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE SENIOR CLASS 1911 We, the Senior Class, of the Petaluma High School, of the City of Petaluma, in the State of California, being of sound mind and memory, do make, publish and declare this our last Will and Testament, in the manner following, that is to say; 1, Percy Mills, president of this noble body, do hereby give and bequeath my oratoric¬ al powers, to H erman Raymaker, in order that he may, for, and during the term ot his natural life, profit by the same, and after his death to his lawful issue, him surviving. My lavendar hosiery I be¬ queath to Irvin Passmore. My dark suit to Ansel Hardin on condition that it will be well taken care of, and that he wears it only on state occasions. I, Enid Dorroh, give and devise, my laugh to Lynwood Hall, in order that it may prove beneficial to the recipient. My little brother, I give into the tender carq of Miss Ruth Oelig. My hair ribbons to Alice Hunt, with the proviso, that they will not be too badly stretched and wired. I, Irene Haran, bequeath and confer my puffs to the girls of the next Senior Class, in order that they may be used, in the Em terprise photos. My curly hair, to Nell Fritsch, so that she will not have to waste so much time, “roughing” her own locks. My “A’s” to Ruth Connolly to add to her collection. T, Bill Loftus, devise and bequeath, my ability to secure the affections of the new girls, to Benson Bachelor, as he seems to be in ne -d of them. My high-cuffed trous¬ ers, to Leslie Thomas, in order that he may take the hint. My high collars to Pierce Cromwell, so that in time he may learn to wear one, without choKing. I, Lillian Keller, confer and devise, my curly front locks to Alice Silva, who on some grand occasion, may wish a different style of hair-dressing. My military coat to the Girls’ AuRetic Association, to be worn by a mascot. My knowledge of all High School subjects to Lena Brown, to be used in her recitations. Nell Fritsch, I bequeath to Oliver Le ebvre (being a Socialist he is compelled to take that which he gets). My voice to the Glee Club to increase their favorite song “Ave Maria” in tone and volume. J, May Connolly, do hereby give and be¬ queath, my stage laugh to Clarice Kenne¬ dy and Norma Van Marter for general use in the Agriculture class. My medals to Ruth Oelig, to add to the size of her col¬ lection. My green suit to Charlotte Chamberlin so that she can alternately use “The Old Rose and the Green.” I, Clifford Allen, do hereby give and de¬ vise my pompadour to the next editor of the “Enterprise” to show his lofty and distinguished position. My scientific knowledge to Bill Symons, and my hobby of appearing studious, by carrying home large quantities of books every evening, to Pierce Cromwell. I. Ethel Cannon, do hereby bequeatn and confer by Small (?) amount of Ad- sent Checks to Elwyn Husler so it will not necessitate his having so many late din¬ ners, and so much (?) work to do. My lavendar dress to the student body for general use in theatricals and masquer¬ ades. My noisy disposition to Leoia Ping- er, and my numerous trips to Santa Rosa to Ruth Connolly. I also leave my Basket Ball management to Helen Stratton. I, Mildred Herbert, do hereby donate and bequeath my “rats” to Lois Brown as evidently she has more material to cover 81