Polytechnic High School - Caerulea Yearbook (Long Beach, CA)

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Ely: ?abla of the 6006 mimmmb 31mm, NCE upon a Time them iiVQLl a certain Small Bay. This Mere Youngstcr was. not a Child XYonder, thus Separating him fmm the Common Run of Babies. His Dating Parent was FIHcd with Ottt of Date 0 Ideas. She even wislu-xl llCY Young Hopeful ta 7 have a consideration fur the Rights of Others. Thus it came to pass that at a Tender Age Little u'illie became infused ivith such 0ch Fashionedcourtesies as. Politeness and a regard for the feelings of his 'rimtls. It was but a Short While are this titisittiom'lcd Child grew up sufficiently to attend Grammar School. He, alone of all his Class, was. 1101 a Hypocrite. for he did not profess to Love his Teacher. This it: ample proof of his Sterling H'orthi Much he learned, al- though hc perverscly inlhm'cd his Original Teachings. Even when he left the Sheltering Wing of the Grammar School and joined the Ranks of the Waving Green at the local Polytechnic he still clung tctiacionsly to his former precepts. He worked diligently on his Lessons during the Morning, thus making a Hit with the Faculty. Fortunately, Little Willie's section room was in the Immediate Vicinity 0f the Lunch House, and when the noon Bell rang, he conducted himself Scdately and With no Unsecmly Haste towards the door; His sense of De cut'nm was Hurribly Swatted at the Terrific Rush which burst up- on his gaze. Suffice it to say that the charging Mob carried him bodily out in front of the Food Foundry. When he recovered his breath, at Cttrzsory Glance showed that there were only Twcnly-five Students between him and the Place where the coveted Hunks 0f Pie were being Handed Out. This gave him Hope. Soon a Bevy of Gushing Girls, who had stopped. came forth aml, with Brazen Nerve, took their places in Front of William, without 53.0 much as asking his Permission, merely saying to their Friends in Line, WO, Tessie, aintcha gonna lemme cum in with yHPI, Poor Little Willie now found himself Separated from the Grub by fifty, instead of merely twenty-hve. hence hr: had plenty Page Twenua-Ihree

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5b: Unsuppressiblm HF. Insnpprcssihle met two girls in the halL Way! said he, hI want to ask you girls a questithI have to know it for history Is it against the law for a man to marry his widoufs niece ?'1 The girls stopped, looked at each other, aml thoL . '1 don't see why he couldn't if he wanted 10. said onc. 2V0. of course there L4 ImLhin;r to prcvcm him! said the other. Then the Insupprcssible placed his hand over his mouth, coughed apolt'rgctically. and smiled a timid. embarrassed smile. He said, in a soothing voice, You girls think it over for a while, and see if you can help me then. An hour later the librarian scowlml at the two girls, whose laughter was 50 uncontrollable. W'illiam Casscllhcrry, '11. .IE 0. Block of Outs! ROCK of ours, we can not let you go. What we've loved so long,we cannot part with so; 'Thn' we've spattereti you With tar; And we do your beauty mar, We will mourn your ?atc afar, If you go. So forgetting all the num'rals that :3th stay. 'Wdll put by nDad hlrcham's fears, And weql wash you clean with tears, And then all the coming years, You'll be gray. Frances Howe, 12. Page menfy-lwa

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CERULEA of time 10 Ruminate and Solilnquize on the Selfishness of Some People. Next came a Bunch of Boys who had been Fooling Around, and who spoke in this manner to their Friends in the Line: iiSay Gink, slip me a Couple oi Sandwiches and a Bottle of Milk. W'hen the poor Subject of our Discourse heard these things he de- duced the Fact that instead of being Twenty-Mth in Line, he was was virtually chenty-fifth. The Injustice and Heedlessnese of his classmates had placed him so far Behind that when he secured his lunch the noon hour was fully Three-quarters gone; hence he had. 130 Time left in which to write a Good Story for English. MORAI.:-If you would Eat, you must Tramp on the Necks of your classmates until you Get what ynu Want. V. E, McCutchan, '11. i3 '2'th the 1271116 'inugbeb CALIFORNIA spring is certainly anything but gentle when it is heralded, as it usually is, by one of those blinding, choking, whirling sand storms called nSanta Alias. It was a day like this, when the horizon was yellow with dust, that the little Freshman girl mounted the Willows locai to find that The Boy was on the same can No wourler her heart beat faster, for she was under going her Erst case of hero worship; and , although 5hr: little suspected it, The Boy had long admired her from afar, even if he was too bashful to speak to her. As The Girl stepped from the car she dropped her new Intmv ductory Latin. and in an instant the winrl had whirled the loose papers out of reach. The Boy saw his chance and, with the amused upper classmcu shouting encouragement, he started in pursuit. Soon ail the papers had been captured except one, which was especially frisky and, although several times almost within his reach, each time darted mischievousiy away. Finally it was held against a fence by the force of the wind, and as he seized it he saw, to his surprise, his own name written all over the page. After one glance. he hurried back to where The Girl stood. blushing painfully, and handed the papers to her with the unruly one on top. As she thanked him she saw what was on the paper. and for an instant they looked at each other. Then, as he saw a laugh in her eyes, The Boy asked, Will you go to the Huntington Beach debate with me? Katherina Gilbert, '14, Page Nenly-faur