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

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THE MITTEN tHonorable Mentiont By Freda Place The gang 0f dismissal clanged through the long halls and an avalanche of noisy sixth graders came racing out onto the school grounds in a headlong rush for the football field. Comint to Bible Class tonight. Jimps? The speaker was a husky. handsome. little fellow of twelve. with light wavy hair and exceptionally large. brown eyes. HN'cbpe. 'tain't no fun, much. when y'ain't got a girl to talk to you. Too dry for me anyhow, that Bible Class. Guess ynu wish you wuz in my shoes thent Jimps? I'm goin' to take Beatrice. ' Just then Smootey the Second came up, and oven hearing Clenhs boastful remark. retorted jealously. Bet you a nickel you get stung. guyf' Huh. Ihd jes like to know what you know about it? Maybe you think youtd stand some chance! Beatrice Barnes was. without exception, the cuteat little girl in the sixth grade. Her Iong auburn curls and dark brown eyes made her admireli by every boy in the Lincoln Grammar School. Now Glen had not made a date with Beatrice for that evening, but knowing that she always came to Bible Class. and having an extremely good opinion of himself. he was egotist- ical enough to tell himself, and evexyone else, that he had a date for that night. We . s'long fellows, rm not goin' to play ball tonight. Say, Smootey. I'll take you up on that nickel. So each produced his nickel to show he had it. and Glen jumped on his new wheel and rode off, caning back. See you a at Bible Class. Slang.n Now all little boys know that in order to receive favors from mother. such as going out extra nights during the week, they must never stay to play baseball after school. 50 Mrs, Rogers was surprised in looking up from her embroidery that afternoon, to see Glen coming home so promptly. He noticed the pleased look on mother's face, and feeling in the heat of spirits he tossed his cap on a chair. Feelin' good today. Momsie? TwentyrHeven

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Cbexuleh. 191a THE GOAL u-lonorable McntioM By Allen Carncross Princess Patricia'a Canadian Light Infantry went to France 1800 strong. On the night of May 7th, 1915. they had a muster of 635 men. When relieved. on May 8th, there were I50 men able to bear armaA No Huttering peunons cheered them as they fought, Nor pump of war, nor tales of warriors bold; No bubble at the cannon'a month they sought; They lived or tiied the thin, red line to hold. Not as the half-barbaric knights of old Who slaughtered fellow-knights for love of fame. With knee to man unbent their lives they sold. Nor cared they for the glory of a name. But knew that not through them should England come to shame. 'Twas Vaior which had called them o'er the sea, 'Twaa battlelheal their gallant mettle lriecL Themselves they gave for home and liberty, And Fortune swept their Earthly hopes aside. Tho' sweet to live 'tia not in vain they died, Nor is it vain their suffering was horned Tho. happier years their destiny denied-A If Nature smiles on lands now battle-torn And Free om shall arise. redeemed to a new mom. Twn-nty-Eix

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1h f Winn! Her sonis unusual concern somewhat surprised Mrs. Rog- ers. but having her mind Filled with plans for the evening meal, she failed to use that motherk trait of Hseeing; beneath the surface. and only gave him a cheery affirmative reply as she began to count stitches again. Feeling that he had made a good start, he sat down and began with. Jes' guess what we did at school today. Confident that ht had done his best at getting on the right side, be bounded noisily upstairs to the bathroom where another unusual thing took place. He actually scrubbed his neck and ears and seemed to be taking great pains with it too. School days. school days. good old golden rule daysyu came ringing down Eh: stairs, in Glen's strong, yet noticeably Changing. 50prano voice, Unuaiiy Gian protested loudly when mother insisted on his cleaning up, but tonight he needed no urging for a thor- ough polishing up, for was he not going to walk home with Beatrice tonight? So with these thoughts. he cleaned his finger nails. and Hguessed he'd jest borrow some perfume from his big sis, These operations being finished, he came down stairs and walked into the living room with an unconcerned 81f. Guess i'il set the table for you, Momsie. Ain't nothin' much for me to do. uOh. never mind. run and piay, it's too early for din- us: and mother doesn't need you this afternoon. dearie. But Glen was restless and didn t care to play. Besides, he never could play ball decently with clean hands. Gloomy thoughts began to come. What if mother should decide on a late dinner for that evening? oftentimes she didl Then it would b: so late that she wouldn't let him goi Worse yet, what if she should remember that he had already been out his one. night that week, which was his limit? Glen rode moodiiy around the block on his wheeL then sat down in a porch chair and wondered which new tie he had best wear, anti how jealous Harry would be when he saw Beatrice walking 05 with him after Bible Class. A sharp whistle from the corner aroused Glen. ui-Lheeu' you're g-go-goin' to Bible Class tonight wvwiwix with Bee. D'ye m-me-m-mean it far s-a-sure? Now Harry was a good natured little fellow. always leasing and hopelessly tongue-tied. To make him more comx icai, he had reached the very farthest extremity from the handsome stage. Sure. Wish you wuz me. don't you? TwentyrEtght