Petaluma High School - Trojans Yearbook (Petaluma, CA)

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CLflSS PROPHECY HEREAS, the time has come when we, the class of 1912, of Petallima High School must part and go our separ¬ ate ways: Be it resolved that we will meet ten years from tonight in Petaluma, and our former class teacher, Mis-s Perkins, shall be our honored guest. May 30, 1922. Our class had gathered as had been resolved and after many toasts, our guest of honor rose. “As the train sped on its way this afternoon,” she began, “I fell into a doze and dreamed of the matter uppermost in my thoughts, our re-union tonight. The dream is still clear in my mind. “I was met at the station by Bob, manager of the great Adams’ Circus and taken at once to the grounds. The first person I .saw was the water-car¬ rier and as he pulled off his cap and stood smiling before me, with a gasp I recognized Carlton.” There was a burst of laughter and Miss Perkins continued. “Then T heard a voice ringing out, announcing the sale of tickets for a balloon ascension, and as it sounded familiar, I turned, and beheld Leola. At the entrance to the ring stood Lois Comstock taking the tickets, with her eagle eye on the lookout for any small boys who might try to edge past her.” As each one’s name was mentioned there was a great uproar, but as soon as it subsided, our guest went calmly on. “The first side show was Peggy from Paris,’ with Lydia as Peggy out¬ side to greet me. She called to her companion who proved to be Millie, the midget. The next was Cl ' arice, famous as Zid, the ant-eater, and it seemed to agree with her. ' A most interesting occupation,’ she told me. Near by was Mabel, a dancer, but her act was on, and I saw her but a moment. “Passing through the animal tent I met Lynwood, the lion tamer, and in the next tent, Jane, the fat lady of the circus, sat talking with Lois Pur- vine, the confetti seller. I became more and more dumbfounded and could not say a word, and when Tillie, the two-headed girl walked in. Bob had his hands full to support me. A moment later I met Herman and Les- 22

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SONNET TO THE SENIORS But boys and girls were you when you first came; With quaking hearts you climbed the long, long hill, To that which later on you called the mill; Each with his little roll, that pass to higher fame. The Senior, Soph, and Junior had his game, You bowed and did for each his slightest will; Later you helped to give new scrubs their fill, And fairly made them reverence your name. Now lengthened are your skirts and hanging low, Your manner .stately and so self possesst; Artistic crowns have now replaced the bow, For Freshmen green were made to be impresst. And fancy shirts with you are all the go, With red ties, college cuffs, and trousers presst. WILL SYMONS.

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THE ENTERPRISE, ’12 lie, just leaving their tent, made up as the “Sport” and the “Tough Guy,” and they looked the parts to perfection. Following them were Hall and Marie, the “Giant” and the “Dwarf.” “I was ushered to my seat by Loretta, very happy in her elevating pro¬ fession. The band, led by Flora, struck up a lively tune and to the music entered the chariot racer, Gladys, in gorgeous Roman robes bringing in Geraldine and her trained rattlesnakes. At one side rode Lena, known in print as Lenalin, the bareback rider. “In one ring Kathleen was showing her skill as a high diver, and Ruth as a contortionist. This act was followed by Helen’s daring tight-rope feat, with Clara accompanying her as an acrobat. “In the meantime Jerry was tripping the light fantastic dressed as a bal¬ let dancer. At this moment two clowns appeared and with a bound they landed at my side, and who were they but Will and John! “After the performance a splendi d banquet was prepared by the camp cook, Genevieve, which we enjoyed very much. Following that we were all decorated by the tatoo lady, Martha. “We were just about to give AVhiskety,’ when there was a crash and everything faded away, and I awoke to find the train drawing up at the old Petaluma depot and you were all there to meet me.” Amid loud clapping and much laughter our guest concluded, and raising our glasses, we drank to the good fortune that had led us beyond the circus.