Santa Ana High School - Ariel Yearbook (Santa Ana, CA)

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MY FIRST DAY AT HIGH SCHOOL everybody met to talk over different things, or to sing, and that was where I ought to be. I rolled over, scrambled to my feet and groped about until I ran into a tin surface, which popped as I hit it with my elbow. I-Iey! fellows, let me out, I shouted at the top of my voice. From above came a muffled burst of laughter, then silence. Hey! fellows, let me Out, I say. This time the muffled sound of laughter came to my ears alittle more distinctly. My heart stopped for an instant, and, as I heaved one full- grown sigh, a couple of tears found their way down the sides of my hot cheeks. They surely made a horrible mistake when they nam- ed this place the cooler, I thot to myself. I wish I were home and daddy was here, I sobbed and giving up, sank down once more upon the cold gravel floor, and waited a long time in despair. In my misery I heard some beautiful music from afar. It was the good old, familiar Lead, Kindly Light, and next, Holy, Holy, Holy! This cheered me up a little and I was in much better spirits when somebody opened the door close by my side. He was a small, thin man and wore apair of blue, bibbed overalls, which looked very respectable besides those light-colored corduroys, so I passed him by without any further remark than a modest, thank you, and glided up the stairs only to be stopped by a gentleman who wore a vandyke, and who ushered me up three flights of stairs into the great Assembly Hall. Here I was greeted warmly with a burst of applause from the occupants of many hundred desks. I was shown a seat in front and sat down, feeling proud of being so heartily received as a member of the Santa Ana High School. Merry faces beamed upon me from every side and now I thot that if ever any body on earth had a right to wear those big trousers, it was Ig so I decided then to order at once, a pair, extra wide, from the tailor. K I i ! l w 1 l I I l w r I l l it .4

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IVIY FIRST DAY AT HIGH SCHOOL if R. G. SPURGLON, 08 B. f 3 E 3 , , 5 3 E I '--N- AAAAAAAMRAA . MAA wi AAAQAA Ahtfim The last day of vacation had come. To-morrow I was going up, as the fellows at high school called it, which meant, to my distress, that high school would open, and as I had graduated from First Street two months before, I was due in the Assembly Hall at 9 A. M., Monday, Where the Assembly Hall was I had not the slightest idea. As I approached the huge, red, brick structure, there were boys of all sizes and shapes standing about. By shapes, I mean those particular fellows who wore the great, big, light-colored corduroy trousers. That was the limit, I thotg you couldn't pay me to wear such garments as those. Oh! you walking bill-board l I yelled, as a. pair of Lhem swished past me, sounding like a lady arrayed in a new silk dress. This was my start. The lad stopped, turned around, and, coming up to me, said, y0u're just the fellow we want,'l and he po- litely escorted me around the corner of the building. By this time there were two or three more boys grasping me as if I were so much gold. To the 'cooler' for you, some one shouted from the side. All was excitement now. Boys were yelling and running about, seeming to enjoy it immensely. I made astruggle to get away, but alas! it was of no use. I could hardly realize What had happened un- til I was marched up four steps then down a flight to the left, then in at a small opened door. I could not realize what was coming next till I was shoved into a dark place and the door slammed behind me. Just as I landed on the floor in the dark, a bell from above sounded and the crowd outside went some place, all shouting and talking at the same time. It became still outside. Now it dawned upon me that the last bell had rung, this could not possibly be the Assembly Hall, the Assembly Hall, I thot, was the place where

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'F' ' V' SAVED BY A HYPNOTIST Louis ROBINSON, '08 B. Will all the boys in the room please stand, announced Profes- sor Heart of the Prescott High School from the platform to the stud- ents assembled for the afternoon session on the Hrst Wednesday of the second semester. Now , said he, all those who were in no way connected with the 'imprisonment' of the Freshman boys in the furnace room this morning may be seated. This may seem a curi- ous sort of announcement to most people, but to some of us present it was a fearful surprise. Initiation of Freshman had been positively forbidden a day or two before. But we had paid little attention to the fact, and had stowed away the little Freshies in the furnace room. Now and then, as we were gaily singing our morning songs, their melodious cries for freedom came up through the air shaft. The one failing of the faculty was that they couldn't take a joke, and now as our innocent or dishonest companions began to take their seats comfortably, we who were left standing felt the weight of the situation. Our names were taken and we were invited to call on the principal in the office after school. Unless we could find some way in which to change our loving principal's mind, it was certain that the school would have to get along without about twenty of her most energetic students for awhile. No possible way of solving the question had been discovered by three-thirty and we all marched into the office to meet our doom. Now, began Professor Heart, when we were all seated, You boys have directly disobeyed those authorized to control you and not under any circumstances can we tolerate such actions. So you will be asked to discontinue- But a loud knock on the door interrupted him. He opened the door and there stood Kirk, the world's most famous hypnotist, disguised as a book agent. He began to talk about some new dictionary just out, all the while keeping a steady gaze on I-Ieart's eyes. After a few minutes he disappeared and the principal stood dazed and stupified in the door for a second or two Then turning to us with a laugh he said, Quite a joke you played on the Freshman this morning- That is all, I guess.