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

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The time had again come for the Forensic Contest. ( )in of the whole class, Katherine lleswick proved to be the most skilled essayist. ' ery ably did she preserve the In iKir of the yellow and white 1) winning a place in the big con- test. This ]iracticall ' marked the hiilliant clise of the Jnnior year. On Septtniber 25. hjiJ. back came this famous class to complete the last lai) cf the relax. l ' re;-linien dreams had conie true; they now bore the honorable name of Seniors. The - did their best in making the most of their last ilays in their dear old S. A. H. S. L ' nder the leadership of Ral]ih Cole and Paul Jones, they carefully performed all Senior duties. Out of love for poor, suffering l ' reshmen. the first and foremost of these duties was to organize the Rig Brother and the I ' ig Sister movements. Many times were the timiil hearts of the meek and modest Freshmen comforted by the helpful aih ' ice and kindly sympatli - of their liig llrothers and Sisters. M this time, the hearts of those who had bravely withstood the storms for three long years and had worn out much shoe leather on the trail between Polv High and Clunes. were thrown into a transpeirt of delight by the erection of a first-class Assembly Idall. One morning the High School was awakened from its lethargy by a band of Red Cross nurses, alias Senior girls. As these could not exist without jiatients. tlu ' boys came dressed as .Sammies. A pictiu ' e of those historic girls is still preserved in the archives of Sam Stein ' s window. In addition, the students were given a most fascinating Senior program, which was acknow letlged by all as the best class program ever given. The proceeds were turned over to the Red Cross, again showing that this was a patriotic class. In February shortly after the new freshies had arrived, it was felt that this mid-}ear class needed an introduction. The Senior class willingly levied a jitney tax on each of its members and accmiiulated enough monev to finance a Hello Day. Xothing has yet Ijeen said of the two princi])les that this class has alwavs ii]ihel(l. I ' irst. it has ever frowned on queening in the halK. a that causes weak knees and callouses on the shoulder blades, due to the much leaning against the walls. Second, this class ha.S ever refrained from chewing gum, on the gromids, because, as stated by Miss Webber, it is mistreating the gum to chew it so much. Though the class of ' 18 B cannot boast of being the largest class in the his- tory of the school, nor of any special honors bestowed upon it. yet it will always be remembered for its sincere faithfulness to the class and to the Red and White. Piiyo Twenty-six

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-% i § .. -JUiXMOIiJ bonfire. ()iitiuinil)t ' rt. ' (l t ' lillx two to one. they fought even a more womlertiil figlil than the year before, and came out gloriously trimiijibant. Then they showed their mental superiority over every other class of the school. Freshmen. Jimiors. and Seniors, alike. Represented by the silver-tongued debaters of the class, the judges rendered them the decision in every debate. To celebrate the beginning of the Christmas acation. and .several other things, they gave a lively advertisement party. This was an example of the won- derful originality of this class. It was the best exhibition of the Campbell Soup and Lucky Strike, the real burly, its toasted cigarette, sections of the magazine ever seen. Seven Point Ginn ' and 1847 Silver took the prizes. Due to their strenuous work in school, their health began to fail. The doctor ordered a change of scenery, so. on one notable Saturday, early in the morning, they all rode, walked, flew, crawled, or otherwise went to Balboa. One of two of them wanted to get their names in The Generator, so they fell into the water. To a few of them the remedy prescribed by the doctcM ' was worse than the disease — they ate too much. The big event that really put the class on recoril was the forensic contest. The other schools of the county were represented by brilliant writers with bril- liant stories, but it remained for Mary Blake from the ' 18 B class of Polytechnic to show them how to write real stories. She not only made her class famous by winning this event but adtlcd glory to dear old S. A. H. S. Soon after this event the class said an revoir to the halls which they now dearly loved. Tn the early fall of 1016 they came back, to begin their third year of school work. Thev worked hard during their Junior year. Texts became more com- plicated. They now realized what real study is. However, plenty of preseverence and midnight oil carried them over these obstacles. Class rivalry became very strong. In all branches of competition, they took an active part and always held their own wxll. The year had not yet been half completed when they were greatly grieved iiy the liiss of their old principal. This was soon lightened, however, when Mr, TIanmiond succeeded him. The annual class gathering was held in the halls of the old school this xear. It was on this night that the boys fountl the keys to the girls ' hearts, ani! have kept them ever since. One of the ambitions of their class had been to give the Seniors a banquet, but when the time came for the event. Uncle Sam was at war with Czarism, Kaiserism, militarism, etceteraism. Consequently, the students requested to deny them this pleasure, in order to save, and thus help win the war. They dropped the [ilan without a nuu mur. fur a patriotic class was the class of ' ig B. Page Twenty-five

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As this class departs from llic old familiar halls, its one hojiu is that it may never be forgotten. In conclusion, I wish to state that this is a true and authentic history of the noble and glorious class of ' i8 B. Dee Chase, ' i8 P . ' Jor you anb 5tt« He is fighting, for liberty, over the sea, Somewhere in P ranee today ; He is fighting to banish Autocracy — To make the world safe for Democracy — He is fighting for you — for me. He is fighting the fight that hi fathers fnught, Somewhere in P ' rancc today ; He is holding the Hag they valiantly wrought. Protecting that freedom so dearly bought — He is fighting for you — for me. And, if, while he ' s fighting for us. he goes west, Somewhere in France today. There ' s a knowledge he sleeps in untroubled rest ; By his sacrifice we ' re abundantly blest — He has died for you — for me. Katherine Beswick, ' i8. Page Ttwenty-seven