Santa Rosa High School - Echo Yearbook (Santa Rosa, CA)

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THE PORCUPINE 1 waters edge rose the white clouds of her bellied sails, rising up, up, until it seemed that they must pierce the vaulted heavens, and full in their midst shown her white fore-light. From her low bows ran back a flood of spray glistening” in the moonlight, and above her decks were the dull red and green which the international agreement requires that all ships must carry at night. With a graceful sweep, she went around us, and on to the eastward. Then was a light in her cabin, but otherwise we could see no life aboard her, though she answered when we spoke her. She was a British East Indiaman from Bombay to San Francisco. We gave her our latitude, requesting that we be reported, and she slipped off astern of us, her towering canvas growing less and less distinct until she finally vanished into the night, leaving us once more toss- ing alone upon the deep.

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1a THE PORCUPINE craft. The black. outline of. bridge and cabins, with here there was a gleam of light flashing from port or window, the darker outline of the funnels belching forth a cloud of smoke, the spars, the rigging, all made a striking silhouette against the blue black sky. The moon had not yet risen and it was one of those radiantly starry nights peculiar to the semi-tropics. One could not see where sky and water parted. No sound, save the swashing of the water on the vessel’s sides, broke the stillness and this lent a lulling finish to the scene, making one forget all but the harmony of a perfect night, forcing upon one an overwhelming sense of the might and vastness of the ocean, where man with his mightiest creations is, after all, but a mere speck upon the waters. It is at such a time as this, alone, with nature all in evidence, that the insignificance of man comes liome to one. The rush and hum of life is left behind. The soul of man stands alone before God and sees, as it never can be save when far from the greedy passions of life, the true spirit that moves the universe. It was some hours later.. I had gone to my. room and lay dosing in my bunk, when I was aroused by the sound of voices on deck overhead. Some one was speaking through a megaphone to the watchman forward, then there came a faint halloo and it dawned upon me, that we were speaking some ship. Curious to see what sort of stranger we had met, | hurriedly dressed and went on deck. I may say, that the sight I saw, was one that few people who do not follow the sea ever haye the privilege of viewing. ; The moon had risen, topping every wave and ripple with a flashing creat of silver, as if'a million fires were dancing on the water. Coming towards us and slightly off our starboard bow, was a full rigged bark, with every stitch of canvas set, to catch the light westerly winds. She was indeed a sight worth seeing. Almost from the

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THE PORCUPINE “Che Porcupine” Issued every school month in the interests of the Santa Rosa High School. SUBSCRIPTION MOPMEL MERE es .ceus ctevsin a eorsieis seine se tlele pate t cian uatetehorestee tee ceieen 75 cents EN GUE PY COLG Sits x siaut so ckianeg Seite ese ey Noes GE see a Neteac Btb 50 cents WINGISACODICH: 22, Has sah nore Comino took et einan eas omic sates «seek OCents (04F Subscriptions must be paid in ADVANCE, EDITORIAL STAFF RDELOR SA oo 32215, ae ae ERT CM oe ROY B. ALEXANDER MAY McMEANS NSS OCTA Gta aissieinincieewtogntiarrio soriateetiranernenine are ata ANNA QUIEN AMY POPPE IVS CHANGES sie. os,.cchn Moneininean esau ea OE Ne oo 0 ELEANOR HESSEL ATER TICS |. 2, 4 arnmute es: amis tele ce. Gitawkt eens i NED WILSON (EDWIN BUZZELL, ’06 LOCATS AND PHRSONATS?.. a3 soomtes ook eek ;RUTH OVERMAN, ’07 EDNA BURGER, ’08 rt an F (ESTHER REID EME RAM DISTS,, £2. teicct ctereteuica el mttotactiaee tciaiie tees JLEROY RIPLEY r SPERCY DAVIS BUSINESS MANAGERS... ai20.0sac.es ‘+++ 1BLLSWORTH MITCHELL Entered in the Postoffice at Santa Rosa, Cal., as second class mail matter. All personals, stories, literary articles and items of interest to this paper should be sent to The Porcupine, Santa Rosa, Cal. The beginning of a new year reminds us that our school year is fast approaching its close and that two of our principal contests, the literary and debating con- tests, are due to occur at no far distant date. The annual debate has proved to be of increasing interest and profit each successive year, and we believe that the coming debate will not be an exception to this rule. Heretofore no reward has been offered for literary work, but the class of June ’05 remedied this deficiency by presenting to the school a handsome silver cup to be engraved with the name of the person who produces the best story, essay or poem, as the case may be. The candidates for this honor are to be chosen from those