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

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Ts mooern 'Don Quixote EORGE sat in the Assembly Hall, his Latin a11d German books temporarily discarded for a book of fairy tales. In , Q31 his imagination he saw a long train of Knights, Barons, ii Squires, and Stuarts, under the leadership of a King, Win- ' good names for themselves by their Hardy acts of heroism. That was enough, he would cease being a mere Grubb-worm and set out to Wright the wrong. - He soon came to some VVells on the Lee VV ard side of a Hill, and stopped to refresh himself from the Cool Qeyj Waters. After he had rested in the shade of two Birch Cerj trees, he filled his jug which he had Hidden in the tall Reeds, and started out. Fancying a. Swift, Snow white horse browsing near a Poole, he went up to a little Brown House nearby and enquired the Price. He mounted his purchase Andrew the reins tight in joy and admiration of himself. On the road to Kingsbury, a little Hupp frightened his horse which threw him into a ne-arby Pond. But this did not deter him. The way grew rougher and rougher and near some large Cavins, he found a Barrett. Deciding that this was a chance.to show his bravery and courage, he dismounted and peered over the precipice. A young girl lay entangled in the Green branches of a Pussy willow. He drew a Ball of stout cord from his pocket and threw it to her. A Twist of the ankle made it impossible for her to walk, so he placed her before him on his horse. just as the sun sank in the West, he reached a Greathouse. Turn- ing the huge Key, he entered the room w-ith his burden. An Old Woman was serving a simple meal of Spuds, Sturgeon, Bird, Black rye bread, and Mead to a Cook, Baker, Taylor, Miller, a trio of Smiths, Scott, Shumacher and the Dean 'of the university in his QGeorge'sj home town. They were made welcome and our hero Nau told of his journey, and they all agreed with him that he should resume his journey on the Morrow. The next morning he was aroused by a Pearson noise. It Isabel! a fire! he cried, hastily donning his clothes. Pinning a Stem of Meri- gold on his Cnavat fhj he walked rapidly to the fire. A fMcj Kean, Sharp wind was blowing, and, as there was no Ere department, Allmen Page Eighteen

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ARIEL Henry, why don't you answer? Did the burglar get away ? The father lifted his head and,in a trembling voice, answered, 'No, I-killed-him. Then gaining control over himself he hastily added, But you must stay where you are. The police will be here in a moment. The thoughts of the police brought him to his senses. What was he to do when they came? There would be questions asked and what should he say? Should he claim the body as that of his son? He could not do that, he could not bear to think of the disgrace the affair would bring upon the family. And besides the son's death would kill the mother, she had n-ever been in good health since her boy had left home. No. It would be better to let the police carry away the body before she saw it. One death was better than two. And yet on the other hand what would become -of his boy if he remained silent and did not claim the body? He knew what would result in that case. The body would be carried to the potter's field and the grave marked, Unknown His boy, -with the hair, the eyes, the features of the father,-his boy go to the potter's field? That small voice, his conscience, would cry out to him all the remaining days of his life, You with all your wealth, allowed your son to go to the potter's fieldf' He could not endure the thought and yet- At that moment hurried steps sounded on the walk and the police had come. What did the father do? YECNUAHE DNOP, '13. School 'life What is school life? A round of days Filled with study and work, that pays. Days, half joy, days half woe, , Darkened days, and days aglow With youthful laugh and song,- A ceaseless fight 'twixt right and wrong. This is school life. RUTH KOHLER, 'I7. Page Seventeen

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i k-2-' I is Xft tif X - l AR E'-Q despaired of Downing tl1e Flames. Tubbs and Hoppers were filled from little, Brooks which ran through the Dale, but no one dared venture in for fear of severe llurns. Jayne saw that this was the Riehl test for George, and bade him search for James, the caretaker of the building. He bade his friends farewell and gave Jayne a Lily, plucked from the VVoodside and entered the burning House. The Gale increased, and he had little hope of escaping with his life. But he soon found the insensible form and draggedhhiin to the window in the Garrett. XVilling hands carried him down the ladder and, just as our hero was clasped in the arms of Jayne, the building fell. George decided that a Knights life was not all he had anticipated so he found a job in Avery promising dairy, and lived happily ever after with the girl of his choice. TlIl'I1JN.'X I,m'm,.x1w, '13, l-jig: 'Iii A 2' iiil, ,- .af ' ,f f, .-', IW? l' 5 it 1 5-5: gm 'QAM 5 iii 4 iii?-' 'ww . f f ' 'lt 5 i ' . alll . pgs 5: -,,- J-Mt'5I1zN ii? , A I 4 . I ' l ' .- EWG? -M ' li li J .VI 5' -17-if3g5g,tgi-: EJyf3 . 5 l, fo: : se r.-.J-lf 35 'J' .. YE . . 'f ' 'Fill - ,. ffvlt t t 1 1 wlll 'L R ' 'fi'-:V M' Avery. Page Nineteen r