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

Text from Pages 1 - 334 of the 1912 volume:

SONOMA CO. LIBRARY “[ HECHO FRESHMAN NUMBER VoL, III. SANTA ROSA, CAL., JANUARY, 1912 No. V Apartment Number ‘Ghree ERY few apartments, however modern, claim the simple luxury of a fire-place, and few indeed -have newly married couples as tenants, but Number Three, of the New San Carlos, had both. When Mrs. Harlin opened the massive oaken doors of the New San Carlos to the public, nearly four years ago, Number Three had been taken possession the younger set, and held by it ever since, all because of this little = o Me brown stone fire-place, and many a little domestic quarrel and make-up had centered around its hearth. Tom Kinley had “spotted” it nearly three months before his wedding day and had it held for him, that he might lead, Sophia home to where a blazing wood fire, casting its cheerful glow upon the dainty furnishings of the little sitting room, would remind her more of her own home, where she had lived with her mother and brothers, and where she would be less lone- some in the long wintry days approaching, when his business would keep him from her. Thus Number Three was once more taken by newly-weds, though the old neighborhood gossip said it was likely to be the last time, since those rich people from the north were rushing the St. Marks to completion. The St: Marks, towering with its massive steel frame work, fifteen stories above the street, was to be the finest, most modern and complete hotel in the city, so its promoters said. So anxious were they for its completion that the builder had finally consented to put forth greater efforts, and resulting therefrom, electric lights were strung through the great steel skeleton, while a force of workers, with their riveting machines, kept up an incessant din through the long hours of the night, much to the discomfiture of the neighbors, especially the inmates of the New San Carlos; for so close were the two that one might reach across from the window of Sophia’s little pink and white dining room and touch one of the huge steel beams of the St. Marks. Many times, in the course of the day, Sophia herself would stand at this window and watch the men at their work, as they clung to the beams like ants, or climbed steep, clinging ladders to the street below, or into the dizzy heights above, 4 THE ECHO. It was on Tuesday evening, early in November, just two months after their wedding day. Snow had been falling all day, the city was clothed in a soft mantle of white, and without the air was cold and crisp. Within, the lights had been turned off, and. the snapping, crackling fire on the hearth cast weird and phantom shadows on the tinted walls across the room. On her little stool at one side of the hearth, Sophia rested her chin in her palm, and gazed long and silently at the leaping, racing flames, while her delicate features, her golden-brown hair, and the soft, silken folds of her dress caught and reflected the ruddy light. Across the hearth, Tom lounged in his low rocker, stretched his slippered feet to the blaze, puffed lazily at his old college pipe, carved in all strange devices, and gazed long and intently through half- closed lids, at Sophia, across the hearth. The fire burned low; Tom poked the dying embers with the toe of his carpet slipper, watched the showers of sparks as they chased one another into the dark chimney, and puffed away in silence. The little clock on the mantel struck the hour of seven. Sophia started, and cried, “Oh, Tom, I didn’t know it was so late; they'll soon be here!” For answer, the door-bell rang sharply. Sophia switched on the lights and went to meet her guests, while Tom made for his room, where, while fumbling in the dark for the electric button, he kicked his slippers under the bed. As the light flashed on, he tossed his smoking jacket onto a chair, and, on hands and knees, reached frantically under the dresser for his patent leathers. But no shiny pumps met his touch. Slowly, despair and bewilderment in his face, he arose and sat on the edge of the bed, griping the covers in a tightening grasp. As the truth dawned upon him he gave an agonized groan, and mut- tered something which sounded like “curses.” For those precious shoes, dampened by a shower from the faucet in the pantry, reposed high and dry on a shelf above the tiny kitchen stove. There was no hope for it. His every-day tans were in the repair shop, and the blacks just as far beyond reach, for already he heard cheerful, laughing voices in the hall and Dick Haskell asking for him. Seconds were precious now, so Tom dropped on hands and knees again, and, wrathfully jerking the unoffending slippers from under the bed, slipped them on. Putting on his coat, glancing in the mirror for a final survey, and assuming a cheerful face, Tom turned off the light and stepped out, with a bold front, but a sinking heart. Yes, they were all there—Dick Haskell, promising young lawyer; Ralph Wesly, of the medical school; Grace Hilton, teacher; Ruth Madge, so terribly afraid of ghosts; Sophia and himself; they had all been college chums, with many a good time together. When the greetings were over, and the first friendly, bantering jests had subsided, Sophia suggested cards, and all joyfully agreed. No one had noticed shoes at all, and Tom’s hopes began to rise. The fire was almost out. Poking the dying embers with the tongs, he casually remarked, “While you people get the cards ready I'll get some wood for this fire,” and started for the kitchen. A harmless little spool had dropped from Sophia’s work- basket on the table and lay on the rug in the shadow of the table leg. There was plenty of room to go round it, but Tom didn’t know it was there, and he stepped full upon it. He didn’t fall, but everyone turned just in time to THE ECHO. 5 see his right foot descend with a mighty thud, while a grey carpet slipper, several sizes too large, flew from its moorings and went skidding across the room. Tom felt, in the moments that followed, just as he did six years be- fore, when, as a Freshman, he had served his turn at the faucet. The minutes sped quickly by, but the players around the table, busy with their cards, were in total ignorance of the fact. Sophia exclaimed, more to herself than anyone else, “Oh, dear, what’s more aggravating than a poor hand.” “Shoes,” suggested Dick, winking across the table at Tom. When the laugh had died down, Ralph looked up from his hand and said, “Say, old man, bet you the treats tomorrow noon, | can tell you what we're going to have for dinner tonight.” “Fire away,’ Tom responded. “Well,” Ralph began, “it goes something like this: roast turkey, dressing, baked potatoes, thick brown gravy, bread and butter, cranberry sauce”— “Confound that maid,” Tom broke in, “has she been talking again!” “And I'll take a chance on the desert,’ Ralph added. “Furthermore, old boy,” this from Dick, “it’s all to be on the table at once,—no courses, everybody helps himself,—a genuine square meal.” Tom was dumfounded, but before he could speak, the door across the room flew open, and a terrified maid, in white cap and apron, rushed in. As well as her terror would allow, she gasped excitedly, “Oh, Mr. Kinley, Mis’ Kinley, come ,quick! quick! Burglars! Robbers! Looks of consternation and amazement passed from one to another as they followed the frightened girl to the dining room. They stopped in wonder on the threshold, while the maid told her story. She had set the table, she said, with everything, turkey and all. Then she had gone to the kitchen to prepare some forgotten dressing,—the things would keep hot,—and had been gone only ten minutes, but when she returned everything was as it was now. Such a sight—the big. g, tiful, white table linen fringed with a border of thick, brown gravy, while empty platter where the turkey had been, an overturned dish, the beau- the opposite side was stained bright crimson by the cranberry sauce. Even the potatoes were gone. The girls were white as sheets as Sophia laid her shaking hand on Tom’s arm and said, “Oh, Tom, go get the janitor, maybe he can help us.” She hadn’t the least idea what good the janitor could pos- sibly do, but Tom went. As he left, Dick turned from the group, muttering something to himself. When Tom returned to the awe-stricken group with Mr. Jenkins, the burly janitor, Sophia said quickly, “Oh, Mr. Jenkins, what do you suppose went with it?” The janitor was plainly puzzled, but answered, “Dunno Mis’, must be spooks.” Somewhere in the darkened hall without a door squeaked on its hinges. Ruth Madge gave a terrified scream and sank to the floor, unconscious. Ten- derly they carried her to the lounge and sprinkled ice-cold water on her face, but it was several minutes before she opened her eyes again—just as the in- mates of the adjoining apartments came rushing in, attracted by the scream. Explanations were in order, and Tom gave them in anything but a pleasant 6 THE ECHO. tone of voice. Amid the explanations of sympathy, surprise and wonder, Ralph betook himself once more to the dining room. As he opened the door, a draught of cold air swept across the room, and he crossed to close the win- dow. For a moment he stopped to gaze at the twinkling lights high among the massive beams of the skeleton hotel. Slowly his gaze centered on a little knot of workers gathered together at the junction of four huge beams, directly under a light. Something in their actions arrested his attention and as he looked, something struck the window-sill beside him. It was the large, bare, well-picked drum-stick of a turkey. So those were the “spooks,” were they? Those men climbing by the window to work. The maid out fixing the dressing, and the beam so close to the window-sill. As Ralph’s mind grasped the details, one by one, a laugh came from the group above. It broke the strain, and his grim face relaxed to a grin, while the grin broadened to a smile, as he chuckled to himself, “Poor Tom, he would get married.” —A. S. ’12. A Hero OWDY, Mr. Cooke! I been atryin’ to make my way in here ‘bout an hour, ‘cause I heard you might consider carryin’ a passenger. Be you thinkin’ “bout it? That so? Then, maybe you'd take me along. I’m adyin’ to go, an’ my wife Mirandy, she sez she'd hate like anything to have me go, but she’s right when she sez, ‘Folks have to do something to show how brave they are, and make people realize that you're somebody.’ Now, ain’t that right?” Si, from under his broad, summer, hat, gazed earn- estly into the face of Mr. Cooke. There was a smile playing about Mr. Cooke’s mouth, as he looked at Si, for the latter was a typical backwoodsman. He was very tall and angular, had a short, pointed beard, a long mustache, and a head covered with straw- colored hair. “Well, 1 am prepared to carry a passenger, but, as he has disappointed me at the last minute, I could take you,” returned Mr. Cooke; then added, “but you know it is cold up in the air, so unless you can bundle up, better not attempt a flight this time.” Si’s face was beaming, as he replied, “Oh, I can manage fine. How long before you're goin’ to start? Ten minutes? All right; I'll just go and get ready.’ And Si departed. Making his way through the group about the aviator, Si hurried across the track, through the entrance, and, upon turning down the road, screamed out in delight, “I’m a-goin’, Mirandy! I’m agoin’!” By this time the happy excited man had arrived at the side of an old spring wagon, in which sat Mirandy and several children. All were staring at the hero with open mouths; then Mirandy explained: “But Si, you ain’t got no overcoat, and say, Si, wh—what—if anything should happen to the machine, an’ you—you’d be hurt? Wh—why—S-Si, I-I-I’d just die!’ THE ECHO. 7 “Now, Mirandy, don’t you start a-cryin’, ‘cause Mr. Cooke, he’s all right, an’ even if anything does happen, remember your Si’s a hero. I ain’t got no overcoat, but Samanthy Ann, you give me that buggy robe, and I'll be as warm as can be. Now, Pete, remember you’re a man, an’ if anything hap- pens to your dad, be good to your ma and the kids. Goodbye, Reuben; bye- bye Sally and Mandy. Mirandy, I’m a-goin’, and if I don’t come back, you— why, Mirandy! you always wanted me to be a hero, so you musn’t cry that way. Mr. Cooke’s waitin’, so—so long.” With this, Si departed, a large red bandana before his eyes, and an old buggy robe over his arm. From the wagon came a mingled sound of crying and calling. Between the sobbing of Si’s children, came Mirandy’s pitiful calls, “Oh, Si, you ain't leavin’ us for good, be you? Si, goodbye; Si, you are a hero sure; but I want you, oh, so bad; Si. I can’t stand it any longer, come back, come back.” But Si was already seated in the biplane, trembling and shaking, with a robe wrapped about him, and Mirandy’s shawl about his head. As the biplane left the ground, a loud and mighty scream was mingled with the roar of the machine, for Si was afraid. As they rose higher and higher, he entreated Mr. Cooke to let him off, but the latter was either too absorbed in his work, or did not hear him. Meanwhile, on the ground, more eyes were centered upon the pitiful group in the wagon than upon the airship. Mirandy, almost hysterical, breathlessly gazed heavenward. “They’re goin’ too high,” she moaned. “Now, where are they? I can’t see “em. So high, you say, Pete? Ain’t they comin’ down now? Oh, oh; they are both on their last journey, for they’re sinking; they’re falling! Oh, Lord! have mercy on Si. Save my Si! And now they’re gone; they have fallen over there, and my husband is gone; he'll never talk to us'any more. Oh, how can I bear it!” By this.time Mirandy was in a sad condition, hysterical and wild with grief. People gathered about, trying to reason and comfort her, but of no avail; for indeed, many thought something had happened, as the airship had swooped suddenly downwards, then seemed to fall on the side of Taylor mountain. Suddenly a mighty shout arose, and, as Mirandy raised her head, she beheld in the distance, over the mountain, a speck, which steadily grew larger and larger. Was it really her Si coming back to her; or was she dreaming? No, it was her Si, for everyone said so. She was thankful; so, after giving thanks for so much good fortune, she again watched eagerly. “Why, he’s comin’ lower and lower. Surely he ain’t goin’ to land on top of us! No, they’re goin’ up again. See, Samanthy Ann, your father is a real hero!” Mr. Cooke guided the graceful machine over the track, circled over Santa Rosa, and continued to circle about, until Mirandy forgot her fears in the enthusiasm over the flight, wondering how Si was’enjoying himself. Si, high up in the air, was not enjoying it. Besides being cold, he had a strange feeling whenever he opened his eyes, so he kept them shut. Grad- ually the shawl about his head became looser and looser. He thought to himself, “What if that shawl should come loose and get torn in the ma- chinery, then Mirandy would fix me even if I am a hero; but I dare not lift my hand to fix it!” Finally Si did lift his hand to hold the headgear; and 8 THE ECHO. then, as the airship glided downwards and was ready to light, he realized that he was enjoying his trip, but perhaps it was because his first flight was nearly over. Mirandy, standing up in the wagon, gazed anxiously at the machine as it glided down, saying, “They're comin’ back to earth; They're comin’! Oh, my children, ain’t we all thankful! See! they're gettin’ lower and lower; but I hope they won't be caught in those trees. Now they've lit; they've lit at last, and soon our Sill be back to us!” Five pairs of eyes gazed eagerly over the track. At last there appeared in the distance a person, at whose sight everyone smiled. Poor Si, worn out by fright, came forward, waving to his beloved ones and calling, “Oh, Mirandy, it was grea t! and ain't you proud of me?” The hearty greetings over, Si and Mirandy turned their horses home- ward, after thanking the smiling Mr. Cooke for his generosity. Si, driving with one hand, and with an arm about his Mirandy, could only say, “My goodness, but it was great when we were comin’ down!” And Mirandy, her face wreathed in smiles, was too happy and too proud for words. Bear Hunting YO) e EAR HUNTING seems to possess a peculiar attraction. It Al 9 � ) gerous and exciting big game-hunting is the quest of the is a sport in which there is plenty of danger and one that requires the hunter. to be constantly alert. The most dan- erizzly bear. Here the hunter often becomes the hunted. Of course, with the modern automatic rifles, there is little danger; but in the days of the old muzzle-loader, when one had to kill with a single shot, it was far different. The grizzly, unlike most bears, likes to fight. He would rather fight than eat ripe wild blackberries. He will al- ways take the offensive, never taking to his heels like his brethren. Man- hunting is as much sport to him, as bear-hunting is to the man. Hugh Patten, a hunter of Sonoma county in the early days, had an ex- perience with bear-hunting that was not of an enjoyable nature. One even- ing about dusk, he was up in the mountains, coming home from a hunt. Be- tween two ridges there was a low place that had hardly any outlet. In the winter time this place was filled with water, forming a lake which covered about twenty acres. The water, when nearly dried up in the summer time, afforded an excellent bathing place for animals of all sorts. Wild hogs, ‘coons, and bears congregated there to splash about in the shallow water. Hugh was tramping hurriedly toward home, neither noticing his sur- roundings nor expecting to encounter any game, after having been unsuc- cessful during the day. But the unexpected happened. Just as he emerged from behind some trees that had hidden a part of the lake, he saw two large grizzlies enjoying themselves in the mud, while trying to keep off the mos- quitoes. They were playing like a couple of cubs, boxing and biting each THE ECHO 9 other. Hugh immediately got back under cover and began to plan a way to bag both of them. He began to creep around so that he could get one at short range and kill the other before it could reach the brush. Things work- ed splendidly until one of the bears looked toward the skulking hunter. The old grizzly grunted, clamored out of the water, shook the mud from his fur, and started out after Hugh, closely followed by the other one. Hugh did not need to read their minds to find out their purpose; it was only too apparent. He immediately started for the only large tree near, an aok close to the lake. The bears did their best, but Hugh reached the tree first and climbed up among the branches. The bears considered siege operations for a while, but presently decided to storm his position. Hugh was frightened. Two bears and only one shot; for his gun was a muzzle-loader. He saw that he must do something at once, for both bears were scratching their way up the tree. Hugh took careful aim at the foremost bear and fired. The beast, rolling out of the tree, struck the second bear and knocked him down. Enraged by the death of his mate, the remaining bear, growling savagely, again climbed the tree. Hugh was in a desperate predicament. Climbing frantically to the top of the tree, he be- gan to reload his gun. The bear was clawing and grunting his way up the tree trunk, while Hugh worked desperately to ram the charge into the old gun. He finished his task none too soon, for the grizzly was close upon him. Hugh, now feeling secure, raised the gun, took careful aim and pulled the trigger; but there was no report; the cap gave a dismal snap that sent a thrill of terror through the hunter. He struck blindly at the great beast with the useless gun; but the bear sent it clattering to the ground with a sweep of his paw. The terrified Hugh then kicked savagely at his enemy and had his shoe torn off by the latter's ever-ready teeth. The bear’s pull on his foot toppled Hugh from his perch and sent him crashing through the branches to alight on a long, lower limb of the tree. The bear proceeded to calmly de- scend to the level of his intended victim and to creep out on the branch. As he got closer and closer to Hugh, their combined weight caused the branch to creak and groan threateningly. This frightened the bear so that he paused and crouching low, he whined with fear for his position and growled angrily at Hugh. Hugh got a sudden inspiration. Why not drop from the end of the branch and make a run for it? The bear would have to crawl back to the trunk and clamber slowly and awkwardly down the tree, thus giving the frightened fugitive a good start. So, hanging by his hands, he dropped to the ground, and ran for his life, leaving his gun, his shoe and his hat behind. The result was as he had hoped; the bear followed as fast as possible, but Hugh had a good start and by, running like a deer, soon reached open ground, where his pursuer was afraid to follow. Needless to say, Hugh never again attempted to bag two grizzlies at one time, or as he expressed it, “Never tackle a grizzly without a gatling gun.” [Regi Began Ai Fortunate Shot S Tom entered the school building one morning, he noticed that several large groups of girls and boys were excitedly discussing something, as it seemed, of very great impo- rance. He became quite curious and, as he walked quickly over to where his set was s.tanding, wondered what could have happened. Tom belonged to a club of six girls and six boys, who were always hay- ing good times in either one way or another. They no sooner spied Tom, who happened to be the favorite, than they rushed toward him, anxious to tell their news. “Oh, Tom,” cried one of the girls, who generally happened to do all of the talking, “what do you think is going to happen? They’ve planned a big game with Montford High for next Saturday. All of the club can go, and we could hardly wait to find out whether or not you could. We could have a dandy time, and you know how much a dozen more rooters could help. Mother will chaperon us, and as you already know, Mildred’s cousin lives there. They have an immense house and told: Mildred that if ever the club wished to come down, we could all stay there. Wouldn’t that be fine? Oh, please say you'll come.” The Marshall and Montford High Schools had always been rivals. In every game that had been played between ten schools, for three years, either Marshall or Montford won, and always with close scores. Montford had won the last game that had been played between the two schools, and since then Marshall had been very anxious for a return game. Now, when the game had been announced, there was naturally a great deal of talk and excitement. The distance between the two schools was about one hundred miles and the fare was a little too high for some of the students. Although Tom’s father had been called a well-to-do man a year before, a great many trqubles and mis- fortunes had left him with very little for a large family to live upon. So Tom naturally hesitated before he answered the. breathless group around him. “I’m awfully sorry, but I don’t think I could possibly go,” he finally, but almost reluctantly, managed to say. “You see, dad has had so much expense lately that I don’t see how he could afford it, and I haven't saved up more than fifty cents since that last trip.” “Oh, what a shame,” muttered one of the group, “I don’t see how on earth we could ever have a good time without you. Can’t you manage it in some way? Ask your father, anyhow”; then added cheerfully, “you don’t know but what your father might have had a piece of good luck since you saw him last.” The rest of the club thought that it would hardly be worth while going unless cheerful and witty Tom Foster were with them. But he did all he could to put that notion out of their sheads. “Dll ask dad if he can spare it, anyway, and I'll let you know by this afternoon whether I can.” 1) THE ECHO II As the bell had already been rung, all further talking was out of the question, and the members of the club went to their lessons hoping that Tom could go. That noon, Tom walked into his father’s office, and after some hesita- tion, asked if the money could be spared. His father thought a moment and then answered, “I’m very sorry, Tom, but I'm afraid you can’t have it just now. If it had been several months ago I would have given it to you, gladly ; but just at present I need every cent I have. If things turn out as I hope they will, I shall be able to give you that sum ten times over, in about ‘six months; but now, I’m afraid”— “That’s all right, dad,” said Tom, quickly, “they can do without me. I should have had better sense than to ask you, when I know you can’t spare We On his way to school that noon, Tom met Frank, a member of the club. He informed him of what his father had said. Frank was very much dis- appointed and said that he thought the rest would change their plans also. Then, seeing that Tom was brooding over it, he changed the subject. “Say, what are you going to do after school today?” he asked. Tom said he couldn't remember anything that he had planned to do. “Well, then, Jack and Harold were over in the hills hunting yesterday afternoon and they brought home the biggest mess of game. Hal said that hunting is fine there this season. I thought that if you would like to, we could go there after school.” “T should say I would. I’ve been crazy to hunt for the last two weeks, but never found time,” cried Tom. “You couldn’t have thought of any- thing better.” By half past three that afternoon the boys had donned their hunting suits, and with guns thrown over their shoulders, walked quickly toward the hills. They had tramped through the hills for about twenty minutes be- fore they saw the least sign of game. Then, as they entered into a cool, sweet-smelling, thickly-wooded lane, birds seemed to fly in all directions. The boys thought that every bird in the forest must have been there? =Lhey fired several times with great success, bringing one or two down at every shot. Tom was gazing around for another victim, when his eye caught sight of an unusually large quail. He fired and the bird fell down between some shrubbery. He ran quickly toward the bushes and, after several minutes of careful search, found the bird between two rocks, under the brush. The bird had evidently just been wounded and crept under the rocks to die. Tom reached his hand under to get the bird, but it seemed to have been caught on something that tore as he moved it. He stooped down and saw that one foot was caught on a piece of paper. As he pulled out both the paper and bird, the paper loosened and fell to the ground. He saw that there was writing on it, so he picked it up—and gazed at it in astonishment. He could hardly believe his own eyes and excitedly called to Frank. Frank rushed over, and after seeing Tom’s face, looked at the paper, but with both mouth and eyes wide open. (Continued on Page 14) THE ECHO is published once a month during the school year by the students of th Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One Year, One Dollar. One Term, Fifty Cents. Single Copies, Fifteen Cents. Advertising rates furnished upon application. EDITORIAL STAFF Laverne Sutherland...... Editor-in-Chief Mary | TROMpSGN. 5 scsi os Josh Editor MOGICHSANLOLG We wks a oles Literary Editor Helen Cochrane | Raegan Talbot .. } Mildred Turner Assistant Josh Editors een hg BY ( .Associate Editors Bernice Hocker } Dagney Juell ..... ] ROY ses SOM mesic aycteaiars cial aes ies Exchanges Mary Coleman........... Athletics, Girls’ Reyna Berka........+.s+0. School Notes Salen MGee oss et ax cele at ot Athletics, Boys Roy Simpson .Governing Board Report ART STAFF C Gore G. OKa Elmer Fresher .... Manager Chester Case and Lester Smith... Assistant Managers Hello, Freshmen! We are glad to see you. We are glad to see you for several reasons. First, because we like to see old Santa Rosa High grow. Second, we need recruits for all of our school activities. Third, the school needs your financial assistance, in the payment of Student Body dues, to support our various activities. Enter upon your work here with an idea of self-betterment. Go about your duties with energy, with earnestness, with persistence and with cheer- fulness. Do not fail to include participation in school activities as a part of those duties. Get in the game. Innumerable opportunities to ‘make good’ are afforded you. Do not wait for the band-wagon to come along and carry you to success. Do not trust to luck nor “watch for something to turn up”; start something yourself; learn that industry is the best policy. It is said THE ECHO 13 that Opportunity knocks at a person’s door but once in a lifetime. That time is certainly during his school career; for all the opportunities of phy- sical, moral, and intellectual development are before him. Freshmen, do your share toward making Santa Rosa High a power for good; give your talent to the best of your ability ; give your intellectual abil- ity in order that there may be a high standard of scholarship; support the various forms of athletics with enthusiasm every time you have a chance; always throw your influence toward what is right; encourage the musical organizations and participate in them as far as your time and ability will permit; support the high school paper , both by subscribing and by contrib- uting material. Remember, you are now high school students and it is your duty to support the school and keep the Black and Gold always waving from the pole of success. Students, set a good example for the Freshmen by paying your dues promptly. According to our revised constitution, Student Body dues for the entire term, must be paid during the first month. The old fine for delin- quency has been doubled, so beware. A great manly more-students paid dues during last semester than during the previous one; but even so, everyone should pay, and pay promptly. A person, who is willing to be classed with loyal students of S. R. H. S. and to enjoy the honor won by them, and who will not pay his dues, will crawl under a circus-tent to see the show. If anyone can show us the difference between the motives prompting the two acts, will he please elucidate? THANKS! Several members of the drawing class have presented the school with two very pretty models. Their thoughtfulness and kindness is appreciated both by Miss Abeel and the other members of the class. SUBSCRIPTION NOTICE All who have not yet subscribed for The Echo, can get the remaining five issues, including the big commencement number, which is worth the price you pay for all five, for fifty cents. The first issue of this term be- longs to last term’s subscriptions. This is the reason why Freshmen and new subscribers were charged sixty cents for the six issues this term. Re- member, the more subscribers, the better the paper! School opened January 8th, after two weeks’ vacation through the holi- days. We are glad to welcome into the school a large class of Ireshmen and join in wishing them a Happy New Year. The school has begun with all school spirit possible. The school activities have been entered into by a large number of students, and we expect some assistance from the Fresh- men, whom we know will be willing to aid in making school a pleasure. The orchestra has begun their work, and the Girls Glee Club, which has received many new members, is expecting to do some interesting work un- der their energetic supervisor, Mrs. Mills. The usual Wednesday morning programs are always enjoyed by all of the students. We sincerely hope to hear from the Freshmen. The first program consisted of three numbers, as follows: Vocal Solo, “The Night Has a Thousand Eyes”; “The Parting EL OUT Gig cia nsrors aPael s mael s Aa care Ur ae hoa al eapriaee Perieic eEN ae Reyna Berka Instrumental Solo, Gondelied-Mendelssohn................ Mildred Turner V ocal-Solo; Bendemeer's Stream: =. as em cee Senconran tout eas Alfred Shelton The Debating Society has elected its officers for the term and has started work in an earnest manner. The Society holds weekly meetings. Debating is fast becoming a popular activity. The team defeated Analy High last term and hope to duplicate the feat when they meet Sonoma High next month. (Continued From Page 11) “Fifty dollars!’ he exclaimed, “why, how on earth?”— “Tt was caught on the bird’s foot in that hole,” Tom answered, and was too happy to say anything else. ‘Then, you can go next Saturday,” cried Frank, who was by this time wildly jumping around. “Yes, | can go now, and the money I don't need I shall give to dad, be- cause he said he needed every cent he had; so this will be a great help. 1 suppose someone must have hidden it there in hopes of getting it later.” The boys fairly ran the whole way back to town, so anxious were they to tell the rest of Tom’s good news. A happier twelve could not have been found in the school than Tom and his associates on the next Saturday, as they boarded the train that was to take them to Montford. Hazel Devoto. —_—____s- = BOYS’ ATHLETICS Another school term has commenced and a lot of new material is in the school. The “husky Freshmen” will no doubt do their best for the honor of Santa Rosa High School. Now, Freshmen, that you are in the High School, you want to make something out of yourselves in athletics as well as in your studies. There are many branches to choose from: track, basketball, football and baseball. We especially urge every boy in school, both “big” and “little,” to try for the track team. The track season will soon commence, and with Mr. Steele as coach, we expect to have a winning team in the field. We lost our captain, Will Lambert, by graduation, and will feel his loss keenly. Of last year’s team we have E. Wilson, A. Bettini, C. Clark, L. Chap- man, R. Miller, R. Slyter, Don Cameron, J. Coon, V. King, C. Gore, F. Ped- ersen, F, Argyle and N. Larimer. We certainly are glad to have Ben Drake with us again, because he is a “booster” of all athletics and will strengthen the track team by throwing the hammer, Lawrence Chapman deserves special mention for his grit. Last fall when he returned to school he was under the doctor’s care. He was needed badly and responded to the call and did his best. We sincerely hope he will be in condition this spring. If he be, it is a safe bet that he will not be beaten by any man on the coast. The most promising first-term men are: Harry Trembley, Roger O’Con- nor, George Powers, Harry Lindstein, Ernest Bacigalupi and John Hattie. Our team will be chosen by fair try-outs, so that every one will have a chance. Perhaps you will not make the big team at first, but by your trying you give competition to those that do, and in due time you will be successful. By the time this paper reaches you the basketball season will be finished, and we wish to thank every one who supported us. We have won three games and lost one. The baseball season will not open until the latter part of the term. Rugby football was adopted this year, due to the untiring efforts of Mr. 16 THE ECHO Fred M cConnell, as coach. We won one game and lost one. Next fall will be the open season for this sport. Last but not least, comes the “Rooting Section.” Everyone can get be- hind the yell-leader and “boost.” Don't be a dead-head! GIRLS ATHLETICS The girls have been very successful during the past term, and with the new material among the Freshmen, will in all probability be more successful during the coming semester. Two games were played with Sebastopol during the past month, Decem- ber. The first game resulted in a score of 16 to 4 in favor of Santa Rosa, and the second, which was played on December 22, ended with a score of 10 to 7 in our favor. In each succeeding game with Sebastopol, the Sebastopol girls made a better showing, and the future games that will be played between S. R. H. S. and A. C. H. S. will undoubtedly be very exciting, and our girls will have to play their best in order to win. On December 15 a game was played with St. Helena, on their own floor. This game made the S. R. H. S. team the champion team of the S. N.S. C. A. L., and also gave them the cup which is the first won by the girls’ team. It is hoped they will win it the three times required to keep it permanently The score was 19 to 15. If the I reshmen wish to help the girls keep their excellent record, they must come out and practice at the hall, and we will keep the championship and the cup. A splendid donation has been made by an admirer of the basketball team to the members of the girls’ team of this school. It consists of eight orange and black sweaters, a gift which is greatly appreciated not only by the posses- sors of the same, but by the whole school. , This department has been crowded with journals to be ,criticised in this issue, and should any be neglected, do not get angry, for yours will appear in the next issue. Just criticism will be dealt to all exchanges during the semester. Argus, Tulare, Cal.: Your journal gives you great credit as a school. “The Price of Fame” is an excellent story. “Why Domestic Science Should Be Taught in the Schools” is a good article. Your cuts are also good. The Wilmerding Life, San Francisco, Cal.: You are an excellent produc- tion of a school paper. Few exchanges can be read from cover to cover as was vour Christmas issue. “The Sin of Pegralcinus” is good, as are “W hile Phantoms Glide,” and “The Heart of a Dog.” “Lumber from Forest to Fac- tory” is an excellent article. You have a “crackerjack” to write your editor- ials. You have a good Exchange department. You should have a few more jokes. Tattler, Milwaukee, Wis.: Your arrangement is not of the best. “The Tale of Regiment 44” is a good story. “The Experiences of an Advertising Agent” is too true to print. “A Tandem Adventure in Montana” is good, but why continue stories? Give your exchange department more space. Olla Podrida, Berkeley, Cal.: Where is your table of contents? You cer- tainly show football spirit, as well as athletics in general. Your exchange department is well written. Your josh department is large, but are they all original ? The Bulletin, Steubenville, Ohio (November and December): You seem to have grown since your last issues. Your stories are good. The Racquet, Portland, Me.: Your literary section could be improved. You seem to lack school spirit along that line. A contest in that line some- times promotes interest. You have many exchanges, but criticise only five. Your other departments are good. The Prospector, Wardmer, Idaho (November and December): You show some improvement in both your issues, but your arrangement can still be improved. Your cover series should be of interest to all; they are surely proving interesting to date. Where is your table of contents? We thank you for your compliment given up in your December number and hope we will be able to return it. 15. THE ECHO The Tiger, San Francisco, Cal.: Yours is a fine paper. “Which One,” “John Locke,’ and your other stories are interesting. The articles of your Technical department are fine. Exchange and Joke departments are worthy of special mention. The Normal Record, Chico, Cal.: Your material is not of the best. Your arrangement is not of the best. Your material is good. For a quarterly you have a small but excellent exchange department. ‘Pohob, Elko Nevada: Several criticisms are due you, Pohob. Change the type of your story headings, drop out the division lines, place your jokes under one. department, and add a few cuts. You must have a new editor; your paper seems to have more spirit behind it. Criticisms such as you refer to in your editorials should never be repeated nor noticed. The Red and Black, Tampa, Fla. (December:) Too often your adver- tisements either exceed or equal your Literary department. Try and avoid such arrangement; it will increase your value as an exchange and to your school. Your material is good. The Toltec, Durango, Coloroda: You are a good paper, Toltec. “Much Ado About Nothing” is interesting, as is “My Christmas in Alaska.” Your locals are good, but your Exchange department is rather weak. Your edi- torials are interesting. You are welcomed, as usual, Owl, Fresno, Cal. Your Exchange depart- ment is a novel idea; more editors like yours with a few ideas would greatly improve the Exchange departments. Your Literary department is good. The Far Darter, St. Helena, Cal.: You issue a well-arranged journal. A new feature which is quite noticeable is the grouping of scholars under cer- tain headings. Your school spirit could be stronger. The Cardinal, Portland, Ore.: Your staff is out of place. Why not have it precede your editorials on page twenty-nine? You have a number of good Christmas stories. “The Advantage of Travel” is a fine article. From what source did it come? Original ‘funny stuff’ seems to be lacking. Why do you continue stories, Wheat, Ritzville, Washington? We do not consider our exchanges as jokes, but by your Exchange department arrange- ment we are led to think that you do. Place your criticism before the ex- change jokes; it will greatly improve that department. Your stories, El Gabilan, Salinas City, Cal., are short but good. The editorial is interesting, as is your Smile column. The Searchlight, San Rafael, Cal.: What an excellent semi-annual you issue, but really you should come quarterly if not monthly. The idea ex- pressed by your Exchange department is one that ev ery school paper should carry out. Your stories are all good. Your covers are always good. Mercury, Milwaukee, Wis.: The editorials are excellent. Your stories are good. What is the matter with your Exchange department? It is too short. The Academy, Milwaukee, Wis. (December): Where is your table of contents? Your material is arranced too choppily. Try and improve in your next issue. =. ——= THE ECHO. 19 From Dayton, Washington, comes Nesika Wawa (December). Yours is a new paper to us. You are young and have much room for improvement. A separate page for contents and more defined departments would improve you. “Betsy” is an interesting story. Come again. The Blue Owl, Attleborough, Mass. (December): Why consider or let your advertisers consider that the advertisements are donations? Do you not have circulation large enough to insure results? Your stories are good, but your editorials should not precede them. A few more department head- ings would improve you. You are new to us, so be sure and come again. You have an excellent paper, Kodak, Everett, Washington, (December. ) How do you finance your paper without carrying advertisements? Your Lit- erary department is good. The Joke section is weak. We would be glad to receive one of your regttlar monthly issues. The Clarion, Appleton, Wis. (December): You have a good journal. Some of your departments need more backing. A few small cuts would liven your appearance. From Bakersfield comes The Oracle. Don’t forget your town, Oracle. You do not state how often you publish your journal. As a whole you have an excellent paper. = . Governing Board A special meeting was held December 8. The boy s’ basketball team was allowed to play Analy in Santa Rosa on Saturday, December 9, paying one-half the expenses. The football team was allowed to arrange terms to play a return game with Napa. The eirls’ basketball team was allowed to play Analy, the expenses being $1.50. The chair was allowed to appoint an election board. A regular meeting was held on December 12, tg1r. The football team was allowed $16.20 expenses to Napa. The girls’ basketball team was al- lowed to play St. Helena Friday, December 15, 1911. The boys’ basketball team was allowed to play the Berkeley High School on Saturday, December 16, 1911, the expenses to be $13.50. A special meeting was held on December 20. The girls’ basketball team was allowed to play Healdsburg here on Saturday night, paying $4 expenses. A special meeting was held December 21. A motion to have the new constitution printed was made and carried. The bays’ basketball team was allowed to play Analy on Friday night in Sebastopol. The Student Body officers elected are: err cTaR Sth ale it PAPC yr olan Pune aireoar mabe teat ean orp ae Laverne Sutherland Piper iGe SIT CST COIL t soe reketancte «Coke hal eddies Sera) a ei ahora cede eerelges Roy Simpson Se OMAL UNGER PESICEMT ik. oes Gialerccnaherenchd os etueve whe Sel pten ier are oleh on A Hattie Brand SESE M AE WIT atte ere steht os suis atk tek Co tanlth eee fore fora altel telat lave s4 4 Ames Peterson BeAatOT Ot ey UCHO sha athe fade aes ahead o sibhaz ers lavshate seve enalanats Edith Sanford WrellMeAt eta: ote shitreceaa eisee t ietatieas) scone a Acta ta cetaihar sia daere ne mt tame Will Bagley Debate sepresentative ss: «cai intuls tae ole deantlgry ob vele aie, soaraiet Jesse Lingenfelter The revised Constitution was carried. Original and Adapted Mr. Searcy—What made you late today, Ruth? Ruth Johnson—W ell, — school started before I got here, that’s all. Freshie (getting ready for school) —Don’t you wash my face; I won't have it! Grandma (patiently)—That’s bad; when I was young, I always wash- ed my face. I'reshie—Yes, and look at it! If the moon had a baby, would the sky-rocket ? A Freshie handed this to Mr. Searcy: ‘Please excuse Arthur for being absent last week; he had the measles to oblige his mother.” Miss Wylie (Hist. I.)—Who were the Pharisees? Gladys P.—A party of Jews; they were hypocrites just like the Demo- crats! Chancey P. (Com. Geog.)—The Dutch East Indies produce spices. such as coffee and raw sugar. Miss Smith (after some moments of impatient explanation) — Nor- man, whatever in this world do you think your head was made for? Norman McPeak (thoughtfully) —I don’t know unless maybe it’s to keep my collar on. Esther G.—Well, I guess if wo- men voted you wouldn’t see them going around selling their votes for a dollar. Ruth I —No. that’s right; they’d probably ask only 98 cents. Mr. Steele (Com. Geog.) —What can you tell me about New England textiles? Roy S.—New England textiles are extremely dult, no noteworthy operations having been reported from that quarter since the famous cotton mather was woven into prints. Margaret H.—I got a set of furs for Christmas. Miss Wirt—And what poor ani- mal suffered in order that you might have them? THE Weston—No, I was not always this way; I did not always ride in an auto of my own: when I started in life I had to walk. Al. H.—You were lucky. When I first started I had to crawl. It took me a long time to learn to walk. Helen F.—It’s beginning to rain; you had better stay for dinner. Chas. R.—Oh, dear, no! It’s not raining so badly as all that. L. S—Great guns, old man! How did you get all those scratches on your face? A. S.—Was playing with a cat, and she scratched me. L. S——And the bump on your forehead? A. S. She threw a flat-iron at me. Vernon King—Of course, women should vote. Their minds are much purer and cleaner. Barbara D.—Cleaner? Of course, they are; ever so much cleaner. But how did you know that? V. K.—Because they change them much oftener. Helen F.—They say there are germs in kisses. Now, what do you suppose a girl could catch that way? Harry T.—A hushand! Mildred baby looks into my face it smiles. W.—Every time the Mary T.—Well, it may not be ex- actly polite, but he shows he has a sense of humor. First Girl—I got a pearl from an oyster. Second Girl—That’s nothing, my sister got a diamond from a lobster. —_ Hx, ECHO 2t Forrest O.—How long can a per- son live without brains? Arthur E.—I don’t know; how old are you? Miss Crane (to Chemistry class) —It will not be necessary for you to learn the table of atomic weights. No one but a fanatic could do it. EK. G—Do you know it? The census embraces seventeen million women. How would you like to be the census ?—Ex. Ex. Boy—You would be a good dan- cer except for two things. Girl—What are they? Boy—Your feet. —Ex. GOOD FORESIGHT We were all surprised at the great foresight of the faculty by putting the boys on the opposite side of the study hall. Some of the boys were becoming physically misshaped by turning their heads to the right. Now, that they are on the opposite side of the room, they will have a chance to straighten them. This will be quickly done. Mr. Steele—Mr. Sullivan, what is a pillory? Leo N.—A what? Mr. Steele—A pillory. Leo—W hy—er—let me see; sure, that’s a jocular term applied to a drug store. Freshie—May I go to play now, ma? Mother—What, with those holes in your trousers? I-reshie—No, with the boy next door. 22 THE A Wise Lad in Bookkeeping Lester Smith (in bookkeeping) Dale, how do you make a draft? Dale W.—Open a window and a door. A high school paper is a great in- vention; The staff gets all the fame; The printer gets the money, And the editor gets the blame. If a Chinaman cracks rice with his fingers, how would he chop suey? kK kK x If it takes a tadpole six weeks to turn toad, how long does it take an auto to turn turtle? Eliza A.—I wonder what makes a man always give a lady a diamond engagement ring? Kathleen—The lady. When you see a bashful Junior Blushing scarlet in the face Every time he takes his watch out, There’s a woman in the case. “Do I bore you?” politely asked the mosquito, as he sent a half-inch shaft into Brick’s neck. “Oh, not at all,” replied Brick, squashing it with a book, “how do I strike you?” Is Mr. Searcy a Longfellow? HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ JAR TAFFIES? IF NOT? WHY NOT? ECHO Oh, Those Debaters—In Debating Chester C. (oratorically) — We need political reform; we need moral reform; we need Voice in back of room—Chloro- form! Heard at the Seashore Jesse L. (declaiming)—Roll on, thou deep blue ocean; Roll! L. B. (in rapture, clutching his arm )—Oh, Jesse, it’s doing it! k k Kk Saying it quick is no use, the Re- cording Angel is an expert stenog- rapher. Tom Peterson (translating Un- dank ist der welt Lohn)—“Der Drache krock hinaus.” The Dragon croaked in the hen house. WANTED A sheet for the bed of a river. A ring for the finger of scorn. A glove for the hand of fate. A lock for the trunk of an ele- phant. A feather for the wings of the wind. Reins for a bridal tour. A sleeve for the arm of the law. Ok Ox Take care of the holly, and the mistletoe will take care of itself. CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS Phone 124 721 Fourth Street THE Mr. Searcy—You must bring your rank cards back by Monday. That day is the limit, and so are some of those cards. iS Laugh and the school laughs with you; stay in and you stay alone. —Ex Thelma D.—How much did you say your dog cost? Hazel K—One thousand dollars. Thelma—My, that’s more than even I am worth! Hazel Well, you know some dogs are smarter than others. Most of our High School girls are not half as pretty as they are paint- ed, Arthur E—So you actually, went to church last Sunday? Chester C.—I really did. A. E.—Excuse me if I seem skep- tical; what was the text? C. C—Ha! I have you there. The text was “He Giveth His Beloved Sleep.” A. E—Good! And who was there? Cc. C.—AIl the beloved, it seemed to me, Mrs. X.—And now, my dear, what would you be if it wasn't for my money? Mr. X.—A bachelor, dear. BEFORE BUY- ING YOUR PIANO GET PRICES FROM SONOMA VALLEY MUSIC COMPANY 516 Fourth Street Santa Rosa ECHO 23 Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? “Not just now,” the sheep replied, But I'll have three bags full As soon as I can get a man to clip my growing crop; I'm on my ‘way to find him now. Down at the baa, baa, shop.” What makes the weather vane (vain) and the roads cross? Miss Mailer (in Physiology )— When a fly sits on your hand and bites you, what message does the brain send to the hand? Scrub—Swat him! Mildred T.—What is it, do you suppose, that keeps the moon in place and prevents it from falling? Lola B.—The beams. FRESHMEN RHYMES Hey, diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle; The cow—so the chronicles say, Jumped over the moon; And on clear nights in June We can still see the Milky Way. Yaa ater 4 Teacher Can anyone tell me why our heads are covered with hair? Helen Sawyer—To have some- thing to pin the other hair to. Tel. 342 Orders Called for and Delivered HAMILTON’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Santa Rosa 24 THE Sorry, said the constable, but I'll have to arrest ye; you've been driv- ing along at the rate of 50 miles an hour. Weston A.—You are wrong, my friend; I say I wasn’t, and here’s a ten-dollar bill that says I wasn’t. Constable—All right; with eleven to one against me, I ain’t going to subject the county to the expense of a. trial. Miss O’Meara, in correcting Eng- lish papers, came across the follow- ing: “Lowell was born in Cambridge at his old home, Elmwood.” “Whenever a knight started out on an errant he was called a knight errant. “Oliver Holmes was a man of good ideas, a few of which are ex- posed in his works.” Mr. Searey—You look tired, Adel- bert, are you overworked? Adelbert L—I’m studying for a minister. Mr. $.—Why in the world don’t you let him study for himself? ¥ Mr, Steele Simpson, what are the important (Com. Geog.)—Mr. uses of platinum? Roy S.—Well, it’s used principal- ly for cooking utensils and— Hattie, McKinney Titus COMPLETE HOUSE FURNISHINGS Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 FOURTH STREET, SANTA ROSA ECHO KISSES Though a kiss be amiss, She who misses the kisses As miss without kisses, May miss being a Mrs. And he who will miss The kisses of misses, Will miss having the bliss Of being Mr. to Mrs. Elizabeth T.—I frankly admit that I have but little influence over my brother. Pauline C.—Pshaw! I can make my brother do anything he wants to. Motto of High School Students It’s a long time between thinks. “When I arose to speak,” said Cameron, the debater, “someone threw a base, cowardly egg at me.” “And what kind of an egg might that be?” asked Talbot. “A base, cowardly egg,” he said, “is one that hits you and then runs.” MENTAL ARITHMETIC Ruth A. (to station agent)— When does the next train leave? Agent—Eleven fifty. Ruth—Oh, then I have more than half an hour to spare; I thought it left at 10 minutes to 12 o’clock. 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. Specialists in Fitting Glasses THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS The New Brooks Clothing Co. The Store With Everything New WAIT FOR OUR ADVANCE SPRING STYLES IN SUITS TO ARRIVE Fourth Street Santa Rosa, Cal. COPYRIGHT ADLE —ROCHESTER Carefully Careless Is the predominating feature of McClearie’s Portrait Photos Therein lies the Secret of the artistic results accomplished by him in this branch of Photography Elite Studio Wm. McClearie, Prop. 323 Fifth St. Santa Rosa THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Students Rest your minds by spending an enjoy- A 2 I able evening Skating at PAVILION RINK On A Street Open Evenings from 7:30 to 10 Afternoons—Saturday and Sunday Only L t0'56, 2. OM: Special Attention Given Beginners Good Order Prevails at All Times HEALEY SHOE CO. Sm fest Shoes on Earth $2.50 $3.50 $3.00 $4.00 Overton Hotel Block SANTA ROSA Bianchi Bros. RESTAURANT LITTLE PETE, Mer. - Occidental Block SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Chas. Roberts—What makes you so short, Weston? W. A—I was brought up on short cakes and condensed milk. BUY YOUR DRUGS AT G. M. LUTTRELL’S PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST (THE REXALL STORE) When in Want of Flour Ask for ROSE BRAND NEW MILL NEW MANAGEMENT SANTA ROSA FLOUR MILLS CO. Fred Grohe FLORIST ARTISTIC FLORAL DESIGNS Plants and Cut Flowers for all occasions The Savings Bank pays you 4% om the money you save. We pay you 2%% on the money you spend INVESTIGATE THIS Griswold--Grocer | 231 Fourth Street Telephone 533 PATRONIZE GUR ADVERTISERS THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS SONOMA COUNTY FRUIT PRODUGE GO,, Inc GOOD PLACE FOR GOOD GROCERIES Fourth and Wilson Sts. Phone 87 Santa Rosa, Cal. Every pen guaranteed against any defect whatsoever; the most rel able, most dnrable, and smoothest writing fountain pen ever made for ONE LOLLAR. 10% PER CENT DISCOUNT TO STUDENTS TEMPLE SMITH 611 FOURTH ST., Santa Rosa, California RAR eee m0 O00 00 0 08080 080802020 OOe—eunees OS 80 0 0 Oo OOOOO50O0OaQOQRPvY— oss Pianos for Rent Piano Tuning Sherman Clay Co. Represented by GEO. IRA DOWNING HIGHEST GRADE PIANOS—LOWEST PRICES Phone 851 627 Fourth Street, Santa Rosa Snappy. J. C. MAILER Sevlish HARDWARE Co. For all kinds of al Footwe Fine Hardware 1? Sed Ge MOODEY FOURTH STREET SON SANTA ROSA, CAL. Teacher’s cross, ° | Bars. Misses Lambert Students sad, Fine Millinery | Lessons bad. ne MOE eas et es SN. Wonder why—'Tis Monday. wie PHONE 7063 =X. Always Read an Ad. THE ECH O ADVERTISEMENTS Santa Rosa’s BIGGEST AND BEST PHONE 415L YE ART SHOP Pennants, Posters Art Goods Cc. M. BRUNER 426 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Bernice H.—Why did you break the engagement? Kdna P.—Because he used too I told him to put the break on the phoney talk, but when much slang. he wouldn’t get hep, I pushed the skids under him and told him to skiddoo. Perpetual Advertising Pays. LOST The dot of a polka-dot stocking. FOUND The hole in a doughnut. WANTED Someone to love me. Apply See. 2, Row 1, Seat 5. WANTED Some new material for the ivory factory. Apply E. A. WANTED Some false hair. Apply to any of the girls. When You See This Think of Santa Rosa Bottling Works Phone 472L W. H. HUDSON Proprietor Phone 424R GREEK-AMERICAN CANDY KITCHEN .- A. COKALES, Prop. 419 Fourth Street SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA A little flunking now and then Has happened to the best of them. —Ex. ‘Phone S utter 1985 MEMBER BUILDERS’ EXCHANGE HOYT BROTHERS CONTRACTORS ENGINEERS BUILDING CONSTRUCTION Heme Office: Santa Rosa, Cal. San Francisco Office: 575 Monadnock Bd. SAVINGS BANK OF SANTA ROSA SANTA ROSA, CALIFORNIA A General Commercial and Savings Business Transacted C. A. HOFFER J. P. OVERTON Cashier President Be Sure to Patronize ECHO Advertisers THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS aan eee es es c5oe ee eee Everybody Reads The Press Democrat The only Morning Daily Published in Sonoma County E. 4 FRINGE Cc. O. DUNBAR PRINTING, RULING AND BOOKBINDING oa ¥xe_=Call and inspect our big modern gs on Fifth Street, just off of Mendocino. Patronize Those Who Advertise THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS PROFESSIONAL GARDS PHYSICIANS P. A. MENERAY PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Santa Rosa Bank Building Phone 892R Hours: 10-12; 2-4; 7-8 Residence: 521 Mendocino Avenue Phone 3892Y Office: Carithers Bldg. cor. 4th B Sts. Phone 29 Res: 447 B Street Phone 126 DR. J. W. CLINE Hours: 10 to 12; 2 to 4; 7 to 8 Sundays: 10 to 12 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Dr. James H. McLeod SPECIALIST EYE, EAR, NOSE AND THROAT Office Hours: 10-12 A. M.; 2-4; 7-8 P. M. Sundays by Appointment Union Trust Bank Bldg Santa Rosa Dr. Jackson Temple PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Manville Doyle Building Corner Fourth and D Streets Hours—10-12 A. M.; 2-4 7-8 P. M. PHONE 328Y SANTA ROSA Office Phone 248 R Res, Phone 243Y DR. G. W. MALLORY Exchange Bank Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Subscribe for The Echo J. W. SCAMELL, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Residence: N. W. Cor. College Avenue and Humboldt St. Tel, 784. Office: 541 Fourth St. Tel. 781 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Office Phone, 871R Residences 8 ly Dr. Allen R. Howard Physician and Surgeon Rooms 17 and 19 DOUGHERTY-SHEA BUILDING Santa Rosa California DR. S. I. WYLAND Os-te-o-path ‘PHONE CONNECTIONS Santa Rosa Bank Bldg. DENTISTS Santa Rosa Office Aseptic and Everything Coming in Contact with Patient Thoroughly Sterilized DR. V. HOFFER DENTIST Telephone 256 Office: Santa Rosa Bank Bldg., 3rd Floor Rooms 312, 3138, 314 Dr, C. A. McGaughey Dr. C. W. Reed Reed McGaughey DENTISTS Barnett Building (Over Riddle, Bacigalupi Co.) SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Washington was born in Valley Forge at his old home on Mount Vernon on the banks of the Dela- ware. 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Rah! | Santa Rosa Furniture Cx. 324-326-328-330 Fourth Street. corner A FREE DELIVERY IN THE COUNTRY February Santa Rosa Hich Scnoor CONTENTS Lost on the River Jack London A Day on the Mossback To the Annex: Greeting Editorial Athletics Debatinpe: Veco isms tees «8 17 Governing Board =, gfMNs EN 2) © 2 YF é Re yundle. lerby, ypen | stiff « aq | mish al ge 1u | 1 a I ack-s other I I : in the suit, suit case ty an emp and h VoL, IIT. SANTA ROSA, CAL., FEBRUARY, 1912 No. VI Lost on the River me see,’ said Grandma, “did I ever tell you about the time I got lost while at boarding school?” “Oh, no, Grandma! Do tell us,” exclaimed Patty and [ in a breath. It was our delight to have Grandma tell us some of her girlhood experiences, and we eagerly drew for- ward our chairs. “T was sent to a boarding school at Elston, in Maine, when I was fif- teen,” continued Grandma. “The school faced the main road and the rear of the building was very near the bank of the Kennebec river. In the sum- mer time we girls had many delightful excursions on this river, but we were never allowed to go out in a boat, unless Miss Mering, our physical culture teacher, accompanied us. However, Sandy: and I always longed to be out in a boat alone. Sandy was my dearest girl friend. Her real name was Cas- sandra McCutcheon, but we called her “Sandy” for short. “One day the principal of the school had to go to Augusta, where she Would be forced to stay all night, on business. We girls planned to have some fun during her absence, but Sandy and I planned to have a boat ride on the river. “Before leaving, the principal gave the key of the boat-house to Miss Mering, and told her to be sure and not let any of the girls go on the river alone. Sandy and I exchanged glances, and we watched Miss Mering con- tinually in an endeavor to gain possession of the key. She had a habit of leaving her keys on the study hall desk, so we were sure of getting it. About noon she forgot her keys, so Sandy and I grabbed them, then made for our room. Just after we had slammed the door, we heard Miss Mering hurrying past in the direction of the study hall and, soon after, we heard her asking some of the girls if they had seen‘her key-ring. I tiptoed out to see if the coast was clear and then ran back for Sandy. She hurried into the study 4 THE ECHO. hall and placed the keys under a pile of books on the desk. Just at this moment the dinner. bell rang, so we went down to the dining room. We were too excited to eat, but we knew it would be impossible to get away un- til after dining. Never had a dinner seemed so long to me as that one. “As soon as dinner was over, we ran down to the boat-house before anyone else could get to the river. In less than five minutes we had a row boat in the water and, after locking the boat-house, we jumped in and hur- riedly pushed off. It was well we did, for as we rounded a bend in the river, w e heard voices and saw Miss Mering, with some of the girls, coming down to the boat-house. “ Do you suppose she has missed us?’ asked Sandy, as the bend in the river hid us from sight. No, I think she has just found her key-ring and is going to take some of the girls for a boat ride,’ I answered. “ Ve soon forgot Miss Mering and the school, and enjoyed the river to the utmost. It was a warm, June day, and the lazy murmuring of the river seemed more beautiful than ever before. Sandy soon stopped rowing and we drifted along for some time. We had never been so far down the river before and we watched the changing scenery with increasing delight. We soon came to a thick strip of woods on either side of the river, and wondered how far we were from Elston. Sandy said that we had not been gone for more than an hour, so we decided not to turn back as yet—and go on as far as we could, so we would be able to return by nightfall. The woods contin- ued on either side of the river, and once, to our surprise, we saw some wild creature watching us from among the trees. “After some time we passed a small island, and about fifteen minutes’ rowing brought us to the edge of the woods. Now for the first time we noticed that the sun was partially hidden by a large, black cloud. Sandy gave a cry of alarm and immediately turned the boat upstream. We knew only too well the meaning of that cloud. ‘Before we had gone a mile, the wind became a gale and the boat rocke: dangerously. The rain fell in torrents, and the thunder and lightning terri- fied me. Sandy and I were both renched to the skin and the rushing river made it necessary for both of us to row, each one taking an oar. We rowec with dogged persistence for a short time, but soon both of us were exhauste: and the current tossed our boat about at will, in spite of our efforts to row. wry = . | = . b lhe next events happened so rapidly that I have only an indistinet re- membrance of them. There was a suddden crash. I felt the cold water an then the boat hit me. Then I heard a voice calling, ‘May,’ and I knew it was Sandy looking for me. I soon discovered her clinging to one end of the boat, and then I saw that the banks of the river seemed to be moving rapidly along. We were being swept along by the current, and might even be car- as the sea. I shouted the fact to Sandy and she nodded her head “Then there came another shock. In spite of myself, I lost my grip on the ‘boat's side. but the next instant I felt ground beneath my feet. I tried THE ECHO. 5 to walk and the water seemed to sink away from me. In amazement I saw that the boat had struck a stump, just beneath the water, and I was on a small island, surrounded by the water of the river. I called for Sandy, and upon hearing a faint answer, discovered her clinging to a pile of driftwood, wedged in between two trees that stood in the water. With my assistance she came safely ashore, and then I sank upon the sand, overcome with laughter at her ridiculous appearance. “Sandy’s thin dress, once white, was now a wet, gray rag that clung tightly about her slim figure. Her curly, auburn hair lay in a confused mass on her shoulders, and when I laughed, her black eyes flashed fire. We girls at school had always agreed that Sandy, with her auburn hair, her black eyes, and white skin, was good-looking; but at this moment she was the most beautiful creature that I had ever seen. “Sandy’s anger passed in a moment and she laughed good-naturedly. Then she bade me help her call for assistance. The forest soon rang with our shouts, but we called in vain, so soon gave up in despair. It had stopped raining by this time and the chill wind made us shiver. Simultaneously we burst into tears and wept disconsolately in each other’s arms. “For about an hour Sandy and I bemoaned our fate. Then we heard a shout and saw a small sail boat coming down the river. In it were two men. Sandy and I sprang to our feet in delight and in a very few minutes were seated in the boat with several rugs wrapped about us. Then, the elderly gentleman introduced himself as Mr. Stanwood. He was tall and stately, had a small, brown moustache, and looked about forty-five years of age. The other gentleman proved to be his son, Cecil, a student at Harvard, and home for a few weeks’ vacation. He gazed at Sandy admiringly until her discom- fiture became evident. “Mr. Stanwood explained our rescue in this way: ‘Shortly after three o'clock, one of the teachers at Elston boarding school ran over to my house in great distress, begging me to go in search of two of her pupils who had gone out on the river alone.’ Sandy and I exchanged glances. ‘As it was al- ready beginning to rain,’ continued Mr. Stanwood, ‘my son and I hastened down the river in search of you.’ “No more was said of our escapade and the rest of the return journey passed very quickly. Cecil Stanwood proved to be a very entertaining young man and told us many amusing tales of life at Harvard. In return, Sandy and I described our life at boarding school and told of longing to go for a boat ride by ourselves. When we described Miss Mering, I noticed that Mr. Stanwood seemed rather interested, but just then we reached the school. “We were received with tearful joy by friends and teachers, and then sent to our rooms, after hearing Mr. Stanwood and his son gratefully thanked by Miss Mering. “The next day, when the principal of the school returned, Sandy and I were deprived of all holidays and boat rides for the next month, but we se- (Continued on Page y1) Jack London MONG the great masters of present-day fiction, there are few, if any, who have such magic power to tell a tale as has Jack London, our own, next-door neighbor. And I be- lieve there are but few of us who realize how potent and far-reaching is his genius. Of the man himself, and his views, socialistic and otherwise, I know but little, so can say nothing concerning them. It is through the medium of his books that I have felt his personality, and caught glimpses of his wonderful brain. In the domain of the novelist, and the short-story writer, I consider him su- preme. He is essentially a masculine writer. In all his tales, he makes a man’s appeal to what is manly in his reader. Practically all of his principal char- acters are masculine, for the reason that he has chosen for the scenes of most of his writings, places, that fairly bristle with adverse natural conditions, with which the timid, yielding character of woman is not able to cope. He takes us out into “God’s great Out-of-Doors,” where keen, bracing winds watt life and health, and the spirit in man thrills with the pure joy of living. His tales of the “grim, glorious Northland” throb with all the health and buoyancy of life in a new land. There, the fittest alone survive. Only the iron-willed, rugged pioneer can withstand the stinging, blinding fury of the Polar elements. He makes the grim, terrific Northland the crucible from which men come forth their naked selves; strong, Titan-souled, unmur- whimpering. His “Call of the Wild” will muring, or weak, “lily-livered be cherished as long as men have hearts that respond to the resistless charm of a clean, healthy, thrilling tale. His characters are full of virility, in which respect they differ from most people of today. He deals with the Universal in human nature, as well as, in animal nature. “Martin Eden,’ and “The Call of the Wild” set forth his ideas in these two realms in a remarkable manner. “Martin Eden,” in which is much autobiography, is the account of a young man, who, by native force and ability, climbs from the crude lower circles of society, to the cultured upper circles. In following Martin Eden in his heroic struggles upward, we get the idea that our bodies are human dynamos, by the electric energy of which we are enabled to achieve power in the world of intellect. Through this splendid medium London discloses the vistas of human possibilities; he turns the magic key that unlocks the Universe imprisoned alive within the soul of each and every one of us. Through this illuminating medium, we see ourselves as more than mere individuals. We are a race crystallized into a single unit. All the myriad things that have wrought within the soul of the Race in the Past are reflected in the Individual of Today. When we have finished the book, we feel that we have been introduced to ourselves. —V. Ross. A Day on the Mossback HO is this young Craig, anyhow?” Old Dave Carson arose from his cramped, sitting posture in the barn door, hung the mended bridle on a nail, and turned to his brother Tom, junior member of the great Carson Bros.’ Sheep Range, as he asked the question. Tom Carson, tall, lanky and homely, lounged in the saddle, as his little sheep pony plunged its muzzel to the eyes in the clear, cold water in the old trough. “Folks I met last winter, back .east. The young feller’s just out o’ col- lege. Half sick and wants to come to work on the range for his health. Guess Bill and him’ll be here about a quarter o’ six. Got a letter last Thurs- day sayin’ he’d be here on the three-thirty this afternoon. Sent Bill with the greys to Colton after him.” “Seventeen miles is a devil of a way to go for a tenderfoot.” “Oh, well, give ’im a chance. A few days on the Mossback is all he needs.” “Hump!” Tom swung his leg over the saddle horn, straightened up, and gathered up the reins. “Guess I'll just drop over the Hogsback Divide and eather up the stragglers. Only about nine hundred more and the boys want ec o finish shearing by noon tomorrow.” s the tireless little pony turned from the corral gate and started on a canter down the narrow road that threaded the valley, old Dave crossed the corral to the shearing sheds. Opening a large box on the wall, he quickly ran over the rows of shining shears, testing their edges. He nailed a loose board on the shearing platform at the end of the shed, and made all ready for the morrow’s drive, the last of the spring shearing. The long Sunday afternoon wore on. Beneath the little cluster of live oaks, which marked the site of Dave Carson’s cabin and shearing sheds, at the lower end of the long Mossback Divide, a span of greys, covered with foam and dust, drew up in the shade. Bill Hendersen, herder, shearer, team- ster, jumped from the rig and let down the checks. A tall, slim youth, clad in a light grey suit, white shirt, tall collar and red tie, patent leathers and a black derby, sprang down, and turning,.lifted out a large leather suit case, stamped on the end with the initiatls, L. E. C. Old Dave crossed the corral to meet him. “Leslie Craig, I believe,” he said, extending his hand. “Ves, sir. Is Mr. Carson here?” “No, he stays on the Hogsback Division, nine miles over the spur yon- der. You're to bunk here for the present. Bring your baggage and I'll show you yer tent.” They crossed to the row of little white tents of the shearers and Dave pointed out one a little apart from the others. “Here’s your’n,” he said, push- 8 THE ECHO. ing aside the flaps, “you can spread your blankets and get comfortable, while I go and see about supper.” “Ves, sir; but I—l’— “Oh, you didn’t bring any bedding, eh? Well, I'll lend ye some.” And Dave went to fetch it. A half hour later they went into the rude cabin to supper. Craig could restrain his curiosity no longer. “Where is Mrs. Carson,” he asked.” Old | Bill Hendersen chuckled. Dave shrugged his shoulders. “Huh! think you'd find a missus in this God-forsaken hole: But, who cooks?” “Oh, anybody ,—mostly nobody.” Craig’s spirits sank. Dave pass ed him his plate, heaped with fried mutton, potatoes, and gravy. sill poured him a cup of strong, black cof- fee. Craig was hungry, and though the coffee was black and strong, the bread heavy, and things in general far from the order of his city home, he ate a heartier meal than he had in months. As the first rays of the morning sun came streaming over the Moss- back, Craig stepped from the door of his tent. Dave stood in the door of the cabin, pouring the water from a pot of potatoes. Bill led a little buck- skin pony from the stable and tossed the reins over a gate-post. “Breakfast !” While Bill cleared away the dishes, Dave led Craig outside and across the corral to the little buckskin. Craig was a tenderfoot; any one could have told that. Resplendent in wide-brimmed, cow-boy hat, khaki suit, and leggins, he was a marked con- trast to grim, old Dave. A shiny, new revolver hung in the holster at his belt. Dave noticed it, and smiled. “Now, boy,’ he began, “your pay begins today. Here’s your horse. Cross the road through that gate yonder, go up that ravine till you come to the old Mossback. Keep on up the divide till you come to a barbedwire fence. That’s the boundary. Follow it. If any wires are down, fix ’em. If any sheep are out, put ‘em back. If you see any coyotes, shoot ’em—five dollars apiece bonus. There’s a hatchet and some lunch in the saddlebags. You can stop at the spring at the foot of the old pine for lunch; you can’t miss it. Follow on down the divide till you hit the road, then come back here. You ought to be back by six.” Dave turned, and started across the corral. Craig led the pony to the watering trough, and, standing on the edge, jumped to the saddle. The spirited little animal needed no urging. As they galloped THE ECHO. 9 up the divide, Craig, breathing the pure, mountain air, felt his first touch of real life. He followed the huge stone wall, covered with thick, green moss, which gave the ridge its name. Swinging down the steep side of the ravine, between boulders, through banks of fern, to the rushing, mountain torrent far below, he wondered why he had ever been content with the listless routine of city life. Across, and up the steep side of the ravine nearly to the top, ran the barbedwire boundary fence. This, Craig was to follow, and he had gone but a short way from the shade of the canyon, out upon the green, rolling hills of the range, when he found a’ wire down. Just beyond the fence was a steep, rocky incline, and upon this slope some sheep were feeding. “Sheep out, eh? ‘Well, here’s where I get busy. Gee, they don’t look l ike the others; must be a new brand Tossing the reins over a post, Craig crawled under the wires and started to drive the animals back, but they would not drive. Scattering out on the slope, they completely evaded his efforts to put them back. Suddenly the thought struck him,—why not catch a lamb and put it back; the others would follow. Cornering a lamb in the rocks took longer than he thought, and he did not see old man Conlin come running down the ridge, nor hear his shouts of “Hey, there! Hey, BHeTe. With the captured lamb struggling in his arms, Craig turned, and faced the irate man. Old Conlin, breathless and purple with rage, stook shaking his fist in Craig’s face, and finally sputtered, “Hey, you—you—let them goats alone!” Craig started blankly at old Conlin a moment and then gasped, “Goats! I thought they were sheep.” “You thought they were sheep? Oh, you're the young tenderfoot that’s working over at Carson’s, are you. Well, I might have known it. Now, get out o’ here, and stay out, er I'll have the law on you. Ain’t got no use for Carson, nohow.” Craig hastened back to the fence, and getting the hatchet, held the wire in place with his foot and started to drive a staple. But the wire, stretched too tight, slipped from his foot, jerked out the partly-driven staple, and rip- ped Craig across the back of the hand. It was a ragged and painful tear. His patience was gone, as, with his hand bandaged in a handkerchief, and driving home the spurs, he galloped along the ridge. , it was far past noon when Craig stopped at the spring at the foot of the old pine. As he lay in the shade, munching his crackers and cheese, while his pony cropped the tall grass near by, he glanced up the long slope toward the top of the ridge. Instantly he was all excitement. Drawing the shiny, new revolver, he took steady aim and fired. The animal dropped, quivered a moment, and then lay still. Craig bounded up the slope, shouting at the top of his voice, “A coyote! A coyote! I’ve got it! I’ve got it!” The sleek, yellowish-grey animal lay in a pool of blood, its shoulder rip- ped and torn, its eyes wide and round in their glassy death stare. Craig dragged it over the grass and staunched the flowing blood. Then he lifted it up behind the saddle and strapped it on. Springing up himself, he swung along over the range. The sun was low in the west as he turned through the long, low, sheep-gate into the corral, under the shade of the live oaks. THE ECHO. IO help has killed his dog, he’ll make it hot. There’s one thing for you to do. Old Dave was sewing wool sacks in the shearing sheds. With a joyful shout, Craig hailed him, “Oh, Mr. Carson, come see my coyote!” “A coyote? Well, I'll be durned! And a tenderfoot, too,” Dave answer- ed, as he came stalking across the corral to where Craig sat on his horse at the watering trough. “Coyote? You poor,—simple,—fool.” The words, slow and rasping, cut Craig like a knife. ‘“That’s old man Conlin’s prize collie.” Craig was dumfounded. “Get down,” Dave went on, with rising anger, lay it there. Old man Conlin and I’ve had trouble. If he knows one of my ‘untie that animal and Tomorrow mornin’ at daylight you saddle up, take that dog to Conlin’s house, tell him about it, and then take what’s comin,” and Dave turned and walked away. Craig led his pony to the barn, hung up the saddle and bridle, and then started for his tent. Old Bill called him to supper, but Craig never looked up. Shaking his head, he pushed aside the flaps of his tent, and entering, threw himself down on his cot. Late that night, as the soft, y gloomy shadows over the range, a lonely coyote lay in the shadow of a huge boulder, far up the Mossback. With his long, pointed nose resting on his paws before him, he silently watched a dark, moving figure beneath the clump of live oaks in the valley below. Suddenly, erect on his haunches, rellow light from the moon cast long, his nose pointed skyward, he rent the stillness of the night with a long, dis- mal howl; his signal, for the figure below was slowly slinking away. It was Leslie Craig. Clad in a light grey suit, black shoes, and stiff derby, he carried in one hand an empty suit case; in the other, a huge mis- happen bundle. For a moment he paused at the railing of the old stone bridge, where the roaring mountain torrent, swollen by spring rains, crossed the road. A broad-brimmed, cow-boy hat, khaki suit, leggins,—one by one, silently dropped into the rushing water and were whirled away. And then, the shiny little revolver, with a faint. splash, sank to the rocky bed of the torrent. Far up the Mossback, th e lone coyote slunk along the ridge from shadow to shadow, watching the figure below. Once more its doleful howl rent the stillness of the night. Craig glanced up along the dark slope of the Moss- back, then down the little valley, where the narrow road lost itself in the darkness. Taking out his watch, he held it in the full light of the moon, as, with something like a sob, he muttered, “Oh, Lord, ten o’clock, seventeen and God’s country.” —A. S 12. miles to a station, To the Annex: Greeting A hearty greeting to our proposed annex dear! Oh! if only thou wouldst be completed this year, That we might enj yy thy many new pleasures, And chance to reap additional measures :— Domestic science, gymnastics, and all That with thee might be introduced in the fall. Welcome! to thee—dear annex—from hearts so true, That long to crown thee with the “red, white and blue”; O’er thee, Old Glory, will proudly sway, With its billowy folds and colors gay; Beneath thy ceilings the “orange and black,” In streamers and pennants shall never lack. Hail! to our dear annex soon to be, For, with it will come the greatest of glee; The auditorium that will seat a “nation,” Will then permit of our public graduation. Now, Juniors! just listen to this, The secret that has been whispered is,— How we—the illustrious class of 13— Midst lavender, gold and boughs of green, Will be the first on Commencement eve, Before the public, to take our leave. So, come, let’s boost it with all our might, And we'll soon have the annex, to our delight. —F. A. 713. (Continued From Page 5) cretely decided that our first boat ride had paid. And so, my dears, that is the story of my first boat ride alone with Sandy,” ended Grandma. “Oh, but Grandma!” exclaimed Patty, “do tell us what became of Mr: Stanwood and his son!” “About a year later, Mr. Stanwood, who was a widower, married Miss Mering, and several years later Cecil married Sandy,” answered Grandma. 3ut, where did you come in, Grandma?” I asked. “Your grandfather and Cecil were college chums, but that is another story,” was the reply. —H. B. ’12. THE ECHO is published once a month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One Year, One Dollar. One Term, Fifty Cents. Single Copies, Fifteen Cents. Advertising rates furnished upon application. EDITORIAL STAFF HiagtEns SaMeOT Gs ceases. she Editor-in-Chief RUGth © DIGESON 3% ice cuss ti abate Josh Editor Dorothy Westrup......... Literary Editor Mildred Turner. Gladys Gilman. ) fered Josh Editors Laverne Sutherland Alfred Shelton..... ; Matilda Nelson. Hattie Brand...... { Alice Bernardi.. Dagney Juell .Associate Editors agney . a a3 ; FLOW SIMU SOM tisreiptacs dies wbaterasiets Exchanges Hazel Devoto......1 Ames Peterson..Governing Board Report MranciswAN) ys Ses. Chester: Cages aia cniessetes os Debating Notes Mary Coleman.....: ; beer Mary Thompson. j ...Athletics, Girls : 4 School Notes fda Havnie. cs s.a Chester Case ... Galen Lee.........- ! Esther Sinclair | : .....Athletics, Boys’ CSN re ART STAFF Donald Cameron ... Cherie acs c teureree ans BUSINESS STAFF Elmer Fresher .... Manager Chester Case and Lester Smith... Assistant Managers In all places and at all times we find three distinct classes of people— the workers, the shirkers, and the jerkers. The first class, those who work steadily, earnestly and persistently, is usually the smallest of the three, a sad but true fact. Sometimes the people belonging to this class seem, to outsiders, to be working very slowly and not accomplishing much, but, in the end, these are the gnly ones who ever do accomplish anything. They have to bear all the burdens of, and do all the work for, their associates ; and are often criticised by these same associates, who have nothing to do but stand around with their hands in their pockets and make such remarks. This class of critics is made up of the shirks. They never do any more than they are obliged to do, but will, nevertheless, enjoy the profits of the other man’s labor. But a shirker cannot appreciate the value of such work, as he could if he had been the workman. The third and last class is that of the jerkers. These people are a nuisance, for you never know when to de- THE ECHO. 13 pend upon them. Once in a while they “turn over a new leaf,” take a great interest in work, for a short time only, and apparently do a great deal in that time, but probably do more harm than good. One worker is better than half a dozen jerkers; for a horse that pulls slowly, but steadily, will reach the top of the hill much sooner than the one that runs a while and stops a while, the stopping “while” being much longer than the running “while.” Again, for example, if a team of six horses were trying to pull a load up a hill, and each one pulled in a different direction and at a different time, the load never would reach the top. So, Freshmen! do not be a jerker, or a shirker, but be a worker. The school is badly in need of workers. By this time you have your studies all arranged and have settled down to the regular school routine, and, therefore, you now have time to get busy with some of the school activities. Begin your four years’ course in the right way, so that you will be able to make the most of the many opportunities presented to you in your High School training. Each one of you should join this working class immediately and enlist all of your classmates with you. Sophomores! Juniors! Seniors! You have not yet joined this class; do so at once, while there is.time. Do not let the Freshmen get ahead of you. Do you wish your school to run smoothly and prosperously, or to have alter- nate periods of improvement and decline? Each one of you has. time and talent to engage in at least one of our school activities. Perhaps you say you cannot do the work so well as the ones who are now doing it. Did they not have to start at the first round of the ladder and climb up? Yes! all of them did. The highest positions are not attainable at the first jump. But these same people cannot hold their positions forever, no matter how competent they may be. There will always be vacancies to be filled, and the lower-classmen should begin to train in order to fill such vacancies, as they occur at the end of each semester. Begin now! and you will stand a fair chance of reaching the top round of the school-ladder before graduating. Put your New Year’s resolution into action, and begin 1912 with earnest work. The new staff of The Echo has already begun its work for the com- ing term, and wishes the hearty co-operation of the whole school, which it needs to make the paper a success. So, fellow-students, join with us and make our school journal an honor to S. R. H. S. NOTICE All material for the March number must be in by February 29. The Josh and Literary departments are greatly in need of more material. Keep the josh-box overflowing during the coming term, and write so many short stories, not long ones, that the Literary editor will have to burn the midnight oil, in order to do justice to all the authors. The Echo will be given out the second Wednesday of each month, ex- cept when the staff sees fit to change the stated time, i. e. Commencement or the first issue of each term. High School started with a large attendance of pupils. The attendance is so large that the Freshmen are forced to use Rooms 5 and 7 as study halls. Welcome! to the class of 16, the largest in the history of the High School. The class was organized by our principal, Mr. Searcy, during the second week of school. Several of the former students and graduates have returned, among whom are Ben Drake ‘11, the popular and well-known hammer thrower, who is back for a post, and Vernon Ross, the former yell leader, who has returned after the absense of a semester. Quite a novel event occurred on Friday, January 19, in the form of a Freshman reception. The programme-began at 2:40. The first number was the High School yell, “Rat-de-trat,” led by William Bagley. Then followed a reading by Miss O'Meara, entitled, “Rebecca of Sunny Brooks Farm.” Next came “Johnnie Stoker’s Band,” by Weston Anderson, William Bagley, Galen Lee, Clifford Merritt, Frank Berry, Albert Hockin, Guy Chapman, Roy Miller, Charles Roberts, Charles Clark and Marshall Paxton. This num- ‘ber caused a great deal of amusement. The girls, fearing to be outdone by the boys, decided to give a song, but through some mishap, they cculd not agree as to what song should be sung. The trouble ended by three singing “Yankee Doodle,’ while the rest sang “Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep.” This ended the programme, but a few minutes were spent in a social time, after which refreshments, consisting of ice cream and cake, were served, the boys, much to the amusement of all, doing the serving. The entire event was enjoyed by everyone. The programmes given on Wednesday have been appreciated by all. ‘We are exceedingly grateful to Mrs. Mills for her trouble and interest in our ‘music. The programmes that have been given so far are: Wednesday, January 17. WMecdle SOlO se Ras anys se a aicta aya Aeyvehe tera ao eer Rene ee meee a ee ae Nevin Sung by Helen Fraser, accompanied by Mildred Turner. Piano eSOlo iC Havisom eS Nl peSup f.1 ace At a teeter Barbara Dows WOGal, SOLO mes rF-7. cea sisters ce ens a eet Meee eee “Whisper and I Shall Hear” Mary Thompson, accompanied by Barbara Dows. Wednesday, January 24. Pianos solo, Sth sNoctumme—Lebach maaan see ee ie ee Vivian Bolton Vionin Solo—(a)Cavalliria Rustana; (b) PGZZASatOn cen Arthur Farnloff pa a as | A. Ih Pp Boys’ Athletics BASKETBALL On January 19, our basketball team played a game with Berkeley High School. It was the best game played here this season, although we lost. The score at the end of the first half was 14 to 21 in favor of Berkeley. In the second half we played the visitors off their feet and had them worried, but the seven-point lead was too much; the score in this half was 7 to 7. The final score was 21 to 28. E. Wilson, our captain, gave a fine exhibition of guarding and figured strongly in the team work. It might be of, interest for some to know, that the team we played here on the above mentioned date has never been beaten, and that our score of 21 to 28 was the closest one they have figured in for many years. Mr. Steele is our coach in basketball and deserves much credit for the team we have. RUGBY Although this is not the open season for football, we will tackle it and beat Napa High, if we can. Last fall we played two games with Napa, each school winning one; so this game will decide the S. N. S. C. A. L. champion- ship. L. Bettini is captain and manages his players like a “Vet.” Fred Me- Connel certainly has plenty of “pep.” as a coach. It was through him that rugby was installed here, and he certainly has turned out a good team. TRACK The track season has already begun and we are glad to see so many men on the cinder-path. The class meet, consisting of first, second, third, fourth year and post-graduates, will be held first. Then we expect to have two or three dual meets, besides our five league meets. Every boy will have a chance, so get out and train. Carl Steinnort gives us a good example. He has trained all winter, wet or dry, for the hammer throw, and has improved wonderfully. Girls Athletics BASKETBALL The girls have started to work in basketball and are practicing every week, but they have lost two “veterans” and are having a hard time replac- ing them. There are not enough girls coming out to practice. Surely, Freshmen, some of you can play, and the captain wants you to come out and try, at least. The manager has been forced to decline all challenges, because it has been impossible to get a team. Girls, if you haven't played for two or three years or more, come out and get into practice again. The last year’s team was an honor to the school, and certainly you have enough school spirit to wish this semester’s team to win more laurels for S, R. H. S. Then, come out to practice, so as to encourage the captain, Jnetta Cooper, and to give the manager, Grace Bradford, a chance to accept some of the challenges which she receives, and which, if we answer by giving the chal- lengers a game, are sure to result in victories for S. R. H. S. Debating Debating will be given an important place in the school this semester. The Debating society was organized at the beginning of the semester and the following were elected to office: Alfred Shelton, President; Ruth Wright, Vice-President; Chester Case, Secretary. Every Wedn esday evening a debate on topics of the day is given by members of the society. On January 17, Mr. Searcy spoke on the topic, “A Brief.” The Freshmen are especially requested to be present to hear the weekly debating discussions. You are all urged to join the society; it will give you practice; you will learn to talk more readily; you will be able to make bet- ter recitations in the class-rooms. The present members will soon graduate and the new team must come from the lower classmen. Join the society now and learn the fine points, so you may be better prepared to debate in the future. No entrance fee is charged, and there are no dues; the only requirements are that you be a member of the Student Body. By being a member of the team that wins two league debates, you win a bronze “S.” So come on, Freshmen, and join; join now, for now is the time. We have the present with us, but we know not what may happen in the future. Governing Board On January 11, a special meeting of the Governing Board was called. The resignation of Alma McDaniels, as girls’ basketball manager, was ac- cepted. Jnetta Cooper was unanimously elected to fill the vacancy. On January 17, a special meeting was again called. The boys’ basket- ball team was given permission to play the Berkeley team. Further busi- ness was left to the regular meeting. On January 19, a special meeting was called to elect a League delegate. Vernon King was unanimously elected. On January 23, a regular meeting of the Governing Board was held. The boys’ basketball team was given permission to play Napa on January 206, Delegate Vernon King read his report of the business transacted at the meeting of delegates of the S. N. S.C. A. L., January 20. After some dis- cussion, a motion carried, instructing the chair to appoint a committee of two, to consider the matter of extending the track at the High School. Tlie manager's report for the December Echo was read and accepted. The resig- nation of Jnetta Cooper, as girls’ basketball manager, was read and accept- ed. Grace Bradford was unanimously elected to fill the vacancy. The en- graving of the girls’ basbetball cup was approved of by the Finance com- mittee, but as the cost was not specified, the matter was left for further consideration. Some improvement has been shown on the part of some papers criticised by this department. Why should we continue ‘to make the same criticisms, month after month, which are not heeded? A remedy to such conditions would be of great help to all exchange editors. This department will not repeat the same criticism, concerning any one paper, more than once, in the future. That we do not agree with the mistakes made will of course be understood. We would far rather praise papers than criticise them, but, as everyone knows, we criticise them for their own benefit. Olla Podrida (December), Berkeley, Cal.: You have a fine journal, but you are very weak along your literary line. Surely you are considering the question of discontinuing the “Pod.” You have been among our best ex- changes and your loss would be felt by many. What is the matter with your half-tones? Is the printer or the engraver to blame? From Escondido, California, comes The Gong (December.) What hap- pened to your exchanges? Your stories are excellent. A few cuts would enliven you a great deal. The Review, Sacramento, Cal.: We are glad to have you on our list again. You are full of good material. We are sorry in some respects to see you take a stock cover cut. The Breccia, Portland, Me. (December:) Your arrangement is so dif- ferent from ours that it is hard to begin criticism. Is your paper managed by the school or by some private individuals? (A question necessary to criticise any paper.) The Lowell, San Francisco, Cal.: What an excellent appearance you have. You have a good arrangement, are filled with good material, and have excellent cuts; have had good assistance, and in all probability a good finan- cial backing, but you have forgotten one thing—Table of Contents. High School Echoes, Tucumari, New Mexico (December:) Yours is a small paper, but you show spirit. “Cut out” the foot-note advertising; it may pay, but it is the cause of much comment. Come again. The Ilex, Woodland, Cal. (December:) Your cover is very neat, though plain; a better grade of paper yould improve you. Your material and ar- rangement is good. Enliven your paper with a few more cuts. Your editor should place his department nearer the back of the book, bringing the con- tents to the front. The football material is fine. A new exchange is The Stranger, Vancouver, B. C. (December.) The THE ECHO. 19 Table of Contents is missing. You could be improved by a better defining of your various departments. Your material is good. Come again. The Adjutant, San Rafael, Cal. (November and December.) A well-ar- ranged journal, filled with good material. What is the cause for such a weak Exchange department? The Tattler, Milwaukee, Wis. (December and January:) You have ad- ded your Table of Contents, otherwise you are the same as usual. Your Ex- change editor is evidently on a war against the Josh departments. We think a better field for criticism could be more easily chosen. The Almanack, Lake Forest, Ill. (November), is a nice paper, composed of good material, with some fine editorials. A few more cuts would improve your appearance. The Racquet, Portland, Me. (January:) The only criticism found is that you placed your Table of Contents on the cover and thereby cheapened your appearance. Your clippings are good. The Toltec, Durango, Colo. (January:) You appear as usual. Try and get some new cuts. The Eagle, Le Sueus, Minn.: A study of arrangements and kinds of material used by other schools will improve your quality. Keep it up; never get faint-hearted. Napanee, Napa, Cal., is a good journal. You have exceeded the limit set by previous issues. Your stories and poems are all good. It would be hard to pick any one story for special mention. Your engravers or printers did not give you the best of work. Your cover is pretty, but it is a waste to place your book between two distinct covers. From Saeubenville, Ohio, we received The Bulletin. Can you not print anything but continued stories? Surely, interest can be held to your paper without using such means. I became highly interested in “The Clock in the Garret,’ but to find it incomplete seemed to destroy the story. You have made great progress since your first exchange was received by us. Ss ton) Pe a � Keep it up. The Enterprise, Petaluma, Cal.: A great difference from previous issues is noticeable in your journal. You show a better spirit throughout your paper. The cover design is indeed neat and attractive. Your Joke section is especially good, as are your other departments. Miss Leddy (Latin Il.)—How would you punctuate this sentence? I saw a pretty girl walking down the street. Guy Grosse—I would make a dash after the girl. Cliff M.—What is the height of your ambition? Clyde Stuart—Oh, I should say about six feet, at a guess. Olivia S.—Oh, Zelma! someone told me you had the prettiest eyes. Zelma C.—Goodness! who told you that? Olivia S.—That blind man down our Way. Attention Night owls sometimes become jail birds. l‘reyman C.—Say, Jess, when you have J. L.2 B., what will be the re- sult? Jesse L.—I don't know. Freyman C—Why, Jesse Lin- genfelter and Lola Boyes, of course. Original and Adapted Miss Abeel (Drawing II.)—Es- ther, will you please step aside? | want to get into this drawer a min- ute. Pauline S.—Was Minerva mar- ried? Miss Wylie—Of course not; she was the Goddess of Wisdom. If Miss O’Meara saw mans things, would Lillian Seymore? Ss iss Wylie—Minnie, locate Eng- Jand definitely. to innie T (dreamily)—Oh! Eng- ! land! Why, he’s in the study hall. x x Mrs. Mills (during singing)— Hold that last “love” four beats. Miss Wylie (Hist. I-b)—Who can tell me what the greatest flight in history was? Clever l‘reshman—When _ the chimney flue. THE ECHO. 21 If Donald had his picture taken, would the camera run? If Ruth Miller fell off of the train while going to Fulton, would the cow-catcher? Weston A. didn’t you call me earlier? It’s (angrily) —Ma, why eleven o’clock and I’m late for school. Mrs. A—Why, I did. Don’t you see it is only seven by this clock? [ set it when I asked you what time it was, when you got in the house. Weston (shaking)—Well. Mrs. A.—You said it was eleven o'clock last night, and my _ clock said two; thinking you were right, [ changed mine. Mr. Steele (speaking of England in Hist. IV.)—She was master of the sea. If Arthur F. can shoot quail, can Hazel Killmore? If Chester is a Case, will they put him in the Harvey Ward? BEFORE BUY- ING YOUR PIANO GET PRICES FROM SONOMA VALLEY MUSIC COMPANY 516 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Lady—lI want to see the cheapest thing you have in trousers. Clerk—That’s him there, behind the ribbon counter. Miss Crane—How was iron first discovered? Gertrude Lee—I heard pa say they smelt it. Irishman (to tax collector)—Sure an’ don’t yoh know my goat ain’t worth $8.00? Tox Collector (reading the law) —AIl property a-butting on Front street shall be taxed at the rate of $2.00 a foot. The cows are in the meadow, The sheep are in the grass; But all the simple geese Are in the Freshman class. If Miss Wirt walked fast to get to school, would Mildred Rush- more? F igae 3 eh Miss Wylie (Hist. I.)—Charles, tell me what you know about the Mongolian race. Charles P—I wasn’t there; I went to the football game. Orders Called for and Delivered HAMILTON’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Santa Rosa Ja THE ECHO. Sunday School Teacher—Wil- iam, what is the first thing your father savs, when he sits down to he table Pupil—He says, “Go easy on the yutter, kids; it’s forty cents a pound Miss Mailer (Biology)—What animal makes the nearest approach to man? Freyman C.—The flea. Judge (sternly)—I give you my word, the next person who _ inter- rupts the proceedings will be ex- pelled from the court room and or- dered home. Hooray ! cried the prisoner. Then the judge pondered. Miss Wirt (German IIT.)—Chas., was haben Sie zum Friihstiick? Chas. C.—Ein Glass Kopfweh mit Butterbrot. (Meaning, Eine Tasse Kaffe mit Butterbrot.) Modern Geography Cape of Good Hope—Sixteen. Cape Flattery—Twenty. Cape Lookout—Twenty-five Cape Fear—Thirty. Cape Farewell—Forty Hattie, McKinney Titus COMPLETE HOUSE FURNISHINGS Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 FOURTH STREET, SANTA ROSA Miss Crane (Physics)—What kind of a lever are sheep shears? Esther G—I never knew that sheep's ears were levers. Teacher—Now, Tommy, give me an example of the double negative. Tommy—I don’t known none. Teacher—Correct, sit down. [f the ice-man peddles ice, And the milk-man peddles milk, And the coal-man peddles coal, nd the silk-man peddles silk, And the fish-man peddles fish; Tell me, tell me, gentle stranger, Through the frosty, winter terms, Does the German peddle germs: Rather Ancient Edith S.—Ida, who is vice-presi- dent? Ida H. (industriously studying U. S. Hist.) —Why, John Adams. Francis Ah] (reciting in Hist. IV) —As Daniel Webster says in his dictionary— Hattie Brand (prompting )— Noah wrote the dictionary. Francis—Noah nothing. Noah built the ark. 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. Specialists in Fitting Glasses THE Guy got his hair cut pampadour, And mother was delighted; She had a fall house-cleaning bee, nd Guy was invited. On stilts he walked around the room His lavender hose revealing ; And with his. shining, bristling brush Cleaned each and every ceiling. Miss W V lie (Hist. class)—Men- tion the name of some well-known Greek. Freshie—George. Miss W 5 lie—( reorge, who? Freshie—I don’t know the rest oi his name. He comes around to our house every Thursday with bananas and oranges. West. A.—Say, Bill, have you no- ticed how awfully nervous the girls are this term? Bill B—No, why? West. A—Well you must re- member this is leap year. Bill B—That’s right. [I heard that some of the girls paid two dol- lars for a book on the latest styles of coquetry and the best ways of proposing. Teacher—What are the Czar’s children’s called? Freshie—Czardines. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ JAR TAFFIES? 1k NOT? WHY NOT? ECHO : 2 ? Papa—Where have you _ been, Carl S.—F ishing. Papa—Come into the woodshed and we'll have a whaling expedition. “Son,” said the minister, reprov- ingly, as he met a Freshman carry- ing a string of fish one Sunday af- ternoon, “did you catch those fish today ?” “Ye—yes, sir,” answered the Freshman, “that’s what they got for chasing worms on Sunday.” Teacher—What is a honey sepa- rator? Murmer from rear of room—A chaperon. Miss Crane (Chem.)—When is a thing a solid? Hazel Devoto—When it is not a gas or a liquid. Mr. Steele—What courts in Eng- land needed reforming? Miss R. D.—French courts. CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS 721 Fourth Street Phone 124 24 THE The man who fights and runs away, Perchance may meet disaster ; Because the other fellow may, Be able to run faster. —Ex. Pretty Lucky A. S.—I hear some of the faculty are going to be married soon. L. S—Leap year, my boy, leap year. “What were you and your wife growling about, last night?” “We had sausage for supper.” —Ex. “Ever hear the story of the pow- dered sugar?” La nag “Tt’s fine.” —— Ex. Gentleman—Aren't you afraid you'll catch cold on such a night as this? Newsboy—No, Sir ; selling papers keeps up de circulation —Ex. Biff—Do you know anything about real estate? He—Sure; lots.—Ex. X.—Did you hear that they are going to put a fence around the park? Z.—No, what for? X.—To keep the trees from leav- ing. —Ex. Motto for the Morning Turn Failure into Victory, Don’t let your courage fade; And if you get a lemon, Just make the lemon aid. —Ex. ECHO Objection is made in San Fran- cisco to drowning stray dogs, for fear so many sunken barks may ob- struct navigation. “Have you got any frog-legs?” Waiter—No, I’ve got rheumatism, that’s what makes me walk this way. —Ex. Hank—That fellow over there calls himself a human dynamo. Lank—That so; why? Hank—Because everything he has on is charged. —Ex. Skip—She left me for some cause or another, Zip—-Probably, another. —Ex. Leah S.—You call this new style shoe the Affinity ? Salesman—Yes’m. You will no- tice that the souls are mated. “Why does M. W. like Boccaccio as a writer?” “Because he wrote ‘Decameron.’ ” (D. Cameron.) Frances had a pretty beau, His smile was jolly sweet; And everywhere that Frances went Leroy, she sure would meet. If they “duck” Grosse, will Ben Drake? If they had a minstrel, why not have Coon picking cotton off of Ed- ward Kofad. ADVERTISE IN THE ECHO a | | THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Indian Motorcycles | Men of Experience Ride the INDIAN Experience says, ““Ride the INDIAN.” You Owe IT To Your Family--- To Your Friends--- Your Photograph Come ‘‘just as you are.’ Elite Studio Wm. McClearie, Prop. 323 Fifth St. Santa Rosa Phone 640 26 3 THE YE ART SHOP Pennants, Posters Art Goods Cc. M. BRUNER 426 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Phone 424R GREEK-AMERICAN CANDY KITCHEN A. 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THE ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Santa Rosa Business College The Leading Commercial College of the West Do you know that on an average two graduates a week pass from the Santa Rosa Business College intothe great business world? They secure and hold the best positions—advance the most rapidly—because they were properly and thoroughly trained in exactly the Things Re- quired in Every Modern Business Office. Fifteen graduates placed in positions during the last thirty days at salaries ranging from $35 to $75 per month to start with YOUR FUTURE SUCCESS DEPENDS ON YOU But After Entering the Santa Rosa Business College Your Success also Depends on Us. The fact that our students are successful- is the very plain and simple rea- son why our school is such a success. Every person who selects the Santa Ecsa Business College as the best in- stitution of i kind in which to be propery trained for future business success gets the direct benefit of the following vital essentials: First. Our Course of Study as it now stands marks the highest point of de- velppment on the part of President, Officers, Principals and Teachers covering years of progress. Every subject is taken from the great business world, exactly as now used by the most successful concerns—boiled down—easily understood— intensely interesting and practical—and given to you in a simple usable work- able form. We keep right up-to-date in every branch. You get the benefit of this splendid course of study and every other possible advantage. Second. Our Methods of Instruction have, of course, been developed along with our Course of Study. 3ecause we have developed our Courses far beyond other similar schools, it naturally follows that our methods of teaching must be much superior and better. We train our own teachers, in our own way of doing every litt!e detail throughout the entire Course. You are taking no chances in our schoo] because we are not an experi nent—but a tested—solid—permanent in- stitution, Third. Our Students Are surrounded by every modern convenience and fa- cility for doing the best possible work in the shortest time. We fully realize that service is the basis of all modern business and our success is based upon the best possible service rendered to our students by every Teacher, Principal and Of- ficer connected with our entire institution, both while in school and after they go into a positicn. The fact that our students go direct from schoo] into active business is due not to chance or luck, but depends upon the solid rock bottom fact that they were properly and thoroughly prepared. To Take a Course at the SANTA ROSA BUSINESS COLLEGE Is to Insure Success J. . SWEET, A. M., A. J. FUSCHIA Cc. R. SWEET, M. Accts. President Vice-President Secretary E. Virginia Grant, Principal Stenographic Dept. D. M. Bryant, Principal Commercial Dept. DAA AI PII SADIE ALL LAR A EA OI ARE Ee See Perpetual advertising insures success. W. 5. Hosmer Son School Books Music Stationery Fourth Street SANTA ROSA DIXON ELLIOTT HIGH GRADE HARDWARE, HOUSEHOLD GOODS AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS Third and B Streets Santa Rosa Freshie (crossing: the bay.)—Oh! they’ dropped the anchor. Second Ifreshie—Good. for. them! It’s been dangling outside all morn- ing. N. Bacigalupi Son ys HOLESALE AND RETAIL Grocers PHONE 245 203-205 Fourth Street Santa Rosa HAHMAN DRUG CO. Prescription Druggisis 213 Exchange Ave. Santa Rosa - California THE HCHO ADVERTISEMENTS | PAUL BD. CLARY | I 1 THE LIFE INSURANCE MAN | oan en ee ee j } | | 1} | | THE MUTUAL BENEFIT LIFE! | | | INSURANCE COMPANY OF | | | NEWARK, NEW JERSEY | SP EGBA NS a Ths Sa tI | | 1 i . + | AEP RESENTING ; 1 | } } KOPF DONOVAN Wholesale and Retail Crocers SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Commercial Art Co. DESIGNERS AND ENGRAVERS 53 Third Street San Francisco Juell’s Drug Store Telephone 237 €21 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Thosenee and Studious People Df All Classes Are Steadily. Turning To “Co-operation” For a. Solution, of the ECONOMICAL PROBLEMS. OF THE DAY It) elevates business to a higher standard and reducessthe! cost of hving, by eliminating all unnecessary and artificial conditions, and brings the Consumer and Producer together, “Study our By-Laws,” and help with your trade and ‘membership California Rochdale Co. Trembley Bldg. Third Street C, I. FRESE, . Manager THE FORD LEADS Five-Passenger, Fore-Door Touring Car, Fully Equipped $775.00 Santa Rosa Delivery Automobile Registrations in the State of California ‘for Januak FORD 265 CADILLAC 184 F.131 MA OVERLAND 139 FEANDEBS 88 HUB BUICK 137 CHALMERS 84 MITC No Room, for Argument This Is the People's Ve W. H. SCHIEFFER MENDOCINO AVENUE SANTA ROS Native Sons’ Building One and. 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Searcy whose advice and interest have been a great personal benefit to all this munher is dedicated with loving gratitude by the Sune Class of 12 Class ACotto : “ Ghe old order changeth, yielding place to new”’ Ne | « “near Santa Rosa. Ghe ECHO To The Class of June, 12 Frances L. O'Meara. “The old order changeth, yielding place to new. And God fulfills himself in many ways.” “The Passing of Arthur.” —Tennyson. Long ago there lived a king Of whom our greatest poets sing; A king of men was he, indeed, For men today his words still heed. Twas said he came from spirit land “Excalibur” in his right hand. And never blade was ever helc That evils fought and evils quelled, Like that which Arthur bore of old When he revealed his spirit bold. This great king ruled amongst his knights, Striving to win for men their rights. The great king’s vict’ries grew and grew, Long his court was loyal and true. But Modred came with envious hate, Seeking the throne where the good king sate. Then came the strife ‘twixt good and ill, The strife that was blinding and fierce, until The king, at last, laid low the foe That had wrought his worst to work men woe. Then he called to a knight that he loved so well, For he had a secret he wished to tell. He tested the knight again and again, ’Til at last he stood the test, and then He told the knight that to win the strife, To put down evil—had cost his life. The good knight gave a cry of pain, But the great king answered: “°Twas not all in vain. I have lived my life, my work is done, And a morrow follows a setting sun; I have lived my life to uplift man And I charge you to follow, as best you can, The lesson I leave you before I depart. If you would ennoble the human heart, And lift men above the struggles of beasts, Where the blood of their victims flows for their feasts, Know that peace and order and love will draw [The world closer and closer to Heaven’s high law. THE ECHO “ The old order changeth, yielding place to new.’ Go forward! is the mandate with which I part from you. Regret me not when | am gone; seek not to bring me back. I leave my life work with you; my mem’'ry you'll not lack. Good deeds remain forever, the doers pass away, But the world keeps growing better, Moving forward, day by day. “There’s a vision I would show you, ook beyond a thousand years; You may see it only dimly, ‘or your eyes are full of tears. But look beyond the setting sun, .ook far into the West; A Golden Gate is opening there Jpon a land that’s blest. Look there where golden poppies grow DS 2 Beneath a golden sun; ‘Youth’s golden visions come and go A glorious land to come! “What joy to live in thee, bright clime, | What glorious wealth is thine! The sons of all the earth thy care, Earth, sky, and sea, all passing fair! © land in days that are to be, O land far off across the sea, What heritage to thee will fall, How blest thy sons and daughters all! “QO loyal heart, to me proved true, Such the vision I show to you. Go bid our own and future sages } Prepart for this visiou of distant ages.” The great king then passed to that wide sea That mortals have named Eternity. © you, who chose a poppy gold nd words from that great king of old, Your flower reflests a shining light s it turns its face to that glorious height. Your motto reflects the spirit of love That a great king felt for his God above. Light and love! Both come to you! Your new day breaks. Be true! Be true! Class of June, ’]2 Honors Victor Anderson Hattie Alice Kathleen Brand Barnardi Miller Jessie Elaine Mallory Eva Ruth Nydegger Ames Peterson R. Laverne Sutherland Alfred Shelton Adah Smith Edith Virginia Sanford Dor thy Reyna Berka Ida Catherine Haynie Hazel B. Cameron Donald Boyce Cameron Charles L. Clark Grace Dougherty Xuth G. Fenton Theoline Farnlof Bernice Louise Hocker Gladys Esther Hodgson Idah Marie Haynie Louise Davidson Ingle Bessie Felismina Joaquin Xodney Thomas Jones yn Goldie Johnson Eleanor Westrup Vernon Ning Adelbert V. La Due Will A. Lambert Violet Gertrude Marcille Zilla Elaine Moore Marian Florence Maddux Le Roy G. Miller Doris Meyer Edna Langley Pierce Katherine 1. Sheppard Carolyn Lee St. Clair Catherine Luella Sibbald Roy Simpson Mary Ruth Thompson Eleanor Margueriette Wilson Edwin Earl Wilson Dorothy Westrup, Vice-President Adah Smith, Secretary Rodney Jones, Representative Vernon King, President fdith Sanford Ruth Nydegger Ida Casassa Ndna Pierce Donald Cameron Charles Clark Alfred Shelton Hazel Cameron Doris Meyer Bernice Hocker Ruth Fenton Hattie Brand Idah Haynie Ames Peterson toy Simpson Laverne Sutherland PRL LURPLARN DED I SLORY rigs a sy Grace Dougherty Thompson Ruth Miller | vo vo eI a o M4 M Shepard Katherine Carolyn St Margaret Wilson Zilla Moore Elaine Mallory Victor Anderson Adelbert La Due Luella Sibbald Reyna Berka Evelyn Johnson Le Roy Miller Ear] Wilson Bessie Joaquin Marian Maddux Theoline Farnlof Alice de Bernardi Gladys Hodgson High School Memories Hattie Brand and Roy Simpson. WAS the night before graduation, and, as we sat musing in the warm June twilight, the pleasant memories of dear old High School days surged through our brains like ocean breakers through a narrow in- let. Involuntarily, our thoughts went back to that golden September day in 1908, when fifty-three graduates of the grammar schools awaited their registration papers in the hall of the High School. Would the name of Freshmen have applied to us? The other pupils certainly seemed to think so, and I imagine that our terror was quite evident, as we answered the ques- tions of the principal, C. L. Searcy, of whom we stood in awe. small white card, we took it with fear and trembling to the teachers. When, after our history had been inquired into, we were each given a Some of us embarked on the difficult path of Latin, with no fear of the trials to come. Others chose German; and a lgebra seemed common to all. We were next given front seats in the study hall and by this time we began to realize with indignation that we were considered insignificant and small by the other students. Alas for Freshman pride! It suffered severely under the sarcastic remarks of those whom we took for Seniors, but whom we afterwards learned were only Sophomores. “See the dear little Freshie,” “Mama's little darling,” and “Ain't he cute,” were frequently heard, and the scorn of those words rankled bitterly in our hearts. We resolved that if we ever survived our Freshman year we would have revenge on other Freshmen. Sad to say, we fulfilled that prophecy. Soon after our entrance, our class organized and chose officers. We also chose class colors—blue and gold—and at the interclass field meet the Freshmen were quite in evidence by their voluminous colors. In that first year we were models of propriety, and learned that Fresh- men were looked upon as the scum of the earth, and Seniors, the salt of it (by the Seniors.) However, in the next year, difficulties beset our path. The dreadful battle we fought with Caesar generally worsted most of us, and at last some gave it up in despair, while others started on a path called “Bluff- ing.” But, sad to repeat, these last ended up in a thorny wood of brambles, from which they emerged, much tattered, to desert Caesar forever. Those who had taken up German fared easier, but even some of them were lost by the way. So much for the difficulties of this second year. How- ever, we were not without renown. The boys in our class were fast developing athletic ability and the track team began to wake up and take notice. The names of Clark, Jones, King and Wilson became inscribed on the programs of field meets. Their fame spread abroad and was duly recognized. In the sphere of basketball was our class talent appreciated, for very soon, Jones, Miller and Wilson became star players. As for the girls, who THE ECHO 19 can show a brighter record in basketball than Ida, while Alice De is not far behind. Another vacation passed away and as happy-go-lucky Juniors we per- severed in our difficult march up the pathway of knowledge. This year the stumbling blocks were few and our assurance much increased, but when one ambled peacefully through forty minutes of English VI. only to bring up against Cicero, who loomed, cold and insurmountable as an iceberg on the deserted sea, the shock was more than any but the exceedingly hardy could withstand. More deserted the ranks day by day, until only six or seven faithful ones remained in Latin ITI. As Juniors, our aid became indispensable to The Echo. With Roy Simpson as business manager, and Carrie St. Claire, Dorothy Westrup, La- verne Sutherland, Edith Sanford and others as authors, The Echo advanced to a high post in the literary world. This year also the musical talent of the class became much in evidence As musicians, Reyna, Dorothy and Elaine excelled, and their spirited ren- dering of popular songs drew forth bursts of applause from the delighted students. I smiled as I thought of the delight in the basement piano, which was seldom silent. In debating, our class had done its share and it was a Junior whose name became inscribed on the debating cup. “But, how fared the athletes this year?” some one asks. Truly, athletics had soared. The trophies became so numerous that the departing class of June ‘11, presented the school with a trophy cabinet, which was greatly ap- preciated. Among these athletes new faces were to be seen, for Peterson in the hurdle races, and Cameron in the “sprints,” became most proficient. Then, the memories of this last happy year presented themselves and our hearts grew sad, as we thought of all we were leaving. Through the mazes of English VII., Physics, Chemistry, Algebra III., Trig., and Civics, our class had found its way. Nothing had been left un- done. As orators, the class has added A. Shelton, L. Sutherland and R. Simpson to the Debating Society. The athetes had become our joy and pride. On the field, Santa Rosa had lost but very few events. Then, I thought of The Echo staff. Surely our loss would be deeply felt, for, with the Seniors as authors and editors, the paper had been built up amazingly. Through our Senior year, President King had led our class on to eradua- tion. QOur class play had been successfully given. It was generally conceded that “What Happened to Jones” had been a “howling success.” We had chosen the California Poppy for our class flower and “The old order changeth, yielding place to new,” as our motto. Then one thought flashed through our minds. By our ability and per- severance since we entered as Freshmen, we had attained great influence and knowledge, and now had come the sad yet happy parting with the dear old High School days. By Alfred Shelton, assisted by Ames Peterson, Ruth Thompson, Hattie Brand and Luella Sibbald. AM an old man. Seventy summers have come and gone since I last passed through the portals of the Santa Rosa High. My shoulders are stooped, my face is seamed with the wrinkles of age, my hair is white, my eyes are dimmed, and my fingers tremble as they touch the delicate instru- (IPA DAR ments in my laboratory. Yesterday, | placed upon the table before me a piece of stone, a wonderful crystal which had baffled the scien- tists of the world. It had been brought to me, that | might report upon its composition and mineral formation; but once its mystic qualities baffled hu- man knowledge. So hard was that stone that no instrument in my laboratory could mark it, so brilliant were the many sparkling points of light within, that diamonds were dim in comparison. As hour after hour sped by, closer and closer drew the shrouds of mystery around this wonderful stone. Wearied by the labor, my head drooped forward, as, through half-closed lids, I gazed in silent wonder upon the myriad lights in this crystalline formation before me. Lo! As I beheld, far in the depths of the stone appeared a new and beautiful light. Larger and larger it grew, and deeper and deeper in in- tensity, until it had emerged from the myriad lights around it, and had sent its slender shaft of blue across the room, as the intense reflection from some tiny mirror. Out through the open window, over the roofs of the city, over rivers, valleys, and mountains, far beyond the scope of human vision, sped this thread of light, and, as I sat, amazed by the wonder of it all, a vivid pic- ture flashed before my mind and I knew that I had discovered the “Magic Stone.” Scarcely dared I breathe, lest I destroy the spell, nor yet could I forbear to say, “Oh, tell me! what has become of the class of nineteen twelve?” THE ECHO 21 Slowly the slender shaft of light swung to the left, and came to rest in a quaint little church yard, in a quiet valley, far over the seas. It had cad- ried me back to a scene of thirty years before: A quaint little wedding cere- mony was in progress, and, as I gazed, lo and behold! the blushing bride was no other than my old classmate, Bernice Hocker. Only a few words could I catch. The deacon asked, “Your age?” And she blushingly answered, “Forty-seven.” Forgetful of the date, the old deacon turne d for the calendar on the wall, but the calendar was gone. In despair, he turned to the bride and asked, “Is this the fifth or the sixth?” And again she blushingly an- swered, “No, deacon, this is only my first.” Then, the magic ray of light swung upward, piercing even to the gates of heaven itself. A long line of poor souls stood waiting entrance there. Whispers and murmurs could I hear, “Terrible—awful! Someone is arguing with St. Peter. Some poor soul has disputed St. Peter’s word!” The light shone on the gate itself. Only Alice De Bernardi! Back to earth came the ray of light, and over the seas to sunny France. A fair graduate of 1912 was there, Ruth Fenton, a ballet dancer in a vaude- ville show. Again to our native land, to the little town of Boonville, came the light. There, upon prancing charger, authority and dignity in one, as chief of police, rode our old friend, Dorothy Westrup. And upon the principal corner of this same Boonville, stood Miss Reyna Berka, proclaiming to all who would hear, the wonders of Dr. Fakim’s New Hair Restorer. And, in a pause in Miss Berka’s declaration, a huge Buick touring car drew up at the curb, and a young woman, clad in smart traveling gown, alighted. It was no other than our own Gladys Hodgson, who, as traveling saleswoman, was touring the world, and, by her winning smiles and charm- ing ways, selling thousands upon thousands of dollars worth of carpets and rugs, thereby gaining wealth for the furniture store for which she was work- ing, The light then fell upon a lovely home in the beautiful orange groves of the sunny South. Kathleen Miller was there, as care-taker of this “Home for Bachelor Maids,” and so faithfully did she perform her duties that the Opposite sex never ventured near. I smiled as the rays dropped to an old familiar circus tent, and I smiled again, when I recognized, as the professional fat woman, Ida Haynie. The light swung away to a large city, and there, in one of the great de- partment houses, a familiar personage was much in evidence. It was Evelyn Johnson, who, with commanding tone and ringing voice, upheld her honor, the city’s greatest auctioneer. But now, friends, prepare for a sad and pathetic scene. The wonderful ray from the “Magic Stone” fell upon the walls of a large brick building. No, not a prison,—an asylum. A familiar face appeared at the window, and to my horror, I beheld our beloved leader of the good old high school days, Adah Smith. From one in charge of the institution, I learned that Adah’s 22 THE ECHO sad condition was caused by extreme disappointment at her defeat for the candidacy for President. To my horror, I heard her giving martial orders, imagining she was Joan of Arc. From such a scene the light swept away. Far to the Atlantic seaboard it swept, and came to rest within a wonderful building—the National Capitol at Washington. As an old man, aged and bent, having satisfied his great ambition to try the presidency in all its forms, in the presidential chair, sat our old classmate, Vernon King. No landscape next greeted my view, for the ray of light fell full upon an important and pompous politician. A portly, benevolent old gentleman, with a waist line so complete that he could tie his shoes only with the aid of a mirror, was Earl Wilson himself, as he held the political world beneath the point of his thumb, making or unmaking anything from a Justice of the Peace to a President. He has aspired to and attained that mighty office——Mayor of Fulton. The light shone into a magnificent theatre in a great city. There Adel- bert Ladue has startled the world by his sudden appearance on the stage. As a successful comedian, he has driven Kolb and Dill from the field of activities. The light swept up the side of a mountain. In a lonely little hut, sat an old man, aged and bent. He once answered to the name of Charlie Clark. As he tore off page after page of manuscript, I realized that he was just finishing the ninety-fourth chapter of the thirty-seventh volume, of the three hundred and sixteen volumes of his treatise on “Joys of Life on the Farm.” Within the ray of light fell a scene which filled me with awe. In a se- cluded spot, away from the grasp of the police, a young man was carrying on the illegal business of promoting a prize fight. I trembled, as | saw, pitted against the great black hulk of Jack Johnson, America’s pugilistic wonder, Rodney Jones. A beautiful picnic ground, on the banks of a rushing stream, next fell within the range of light. There some young high school girls were enjoying themselves hugely by throwing stones into the water. They were under the watchful eye and strict care of their professional chaperon, Luella Sibbald. Once more my vision came within a great city. There, upon a soap box, on the corner, an old man, so tall and thin that his shadow was engulfed in a crack in the sidewalk, preached to the crowd that surged around him. His oratorical effects were wonderful, magical, and in admiration I drew near. It was Laverne Sutherland, preaching the doctrines of Socialism. Over land and sea the light traveled, and came to rest in far away New Zealand. There, teaching his converted Sunday School class his latest ver- sion of the Scripture, stood my old friend, Victor Anderson. Once again, I beheld a city, and a great torchlight procession, led by no other than Ruth Nydegger, as she proudly displayed the banner emblazoned, “Votes for Women.” At the end of the procession came an automobile, and, from the rear seat, Hattie Brand, her debating ability standing her in good stead, espoused the cause of woman’s suffrage. THE ECHO 23 The light then fell upon a school, a young ladies’ seminary. There, in the office, as matron, surrounded by books, papers, long curls, and cats, sat an old maid. One could hardly believe it was our own Ruth Thompson. Then, for a long time the light rested upon one of our greatest univer- sities, Stanford. There, in the music-room, in the center of a group of col- legs boys, I recognized Carrie St. Cla ir. I learned that she had been at college ten years, but had never graduated, for she simply could not leave her gen- tleman friends, over whom she reigned supreme. There, in the chapel, I beheld a nun. It was Edna Pierce, and I learned that she had entered upon a life of devotion, because her Berger had been killed in a shipwreck while on a voyage to Germany, whither she had in- tended to follow. In one of the class rooms of this college, I beheld Hazel Cameron, who, having won honors in English VII., had followed her great desire, and had become a famed instructor in higher English. Theoline Farnlof was there also, teaching German. So brilliant was her high school record in this subject that she had followed it with even greater success in college. The light shifted, and fell upon a troupe of minstrels, parading the main street of a country village. Instantly my eyes lighted with joy at the sight of another friend, for no blacking on earth could hide the cheerful smile of Grace Dougherty. I next saw the Waldorf Beauty Parlors, in San Francisco, and there, as chief hairdresser, appeared Bessie Joaquin, now, as always, noted for her eraceful arrangement of coiffures. Then, again, I beheld the spreading tent of a circus, and again I smiled, as I saw, chief of the trapeze acrobats, our classmate, Margaret Wilson. And there, in one of the side-show tents, where a motion picture show was in progress, I beheld our old friend, Elaine Mallory, singing illustrated songs, to the accompaniment of a screeching phonograph. Another theatre came before my vision, as I beheld one of the great crowded opera houses in New York. A beautiful woman, in the role of Portia, appeared on the stage. Her grace and beauty called forth a thunder of ap- plause, in which I could scarcely refrain from joining, when I recognized Doris Meyers. The slender ray of light swung to fashionable Newport. There, in the most diminutive of bathing suits, surrounded by a group of young men, stood Katherine Sheppard. I could plainly see that she had taken the Newport world by storm and was a brilliant society belle. In the next shifting of the light, I saw a neat little country school. The desks were filled with little folks, learning their ABC’s, and at the teacher’s ‘desk sat Ida Cassassa. Then appeared a new scene, a rice field in the far east. A group of un- tkemp, half-clad, heathen Chinamen were listening in open-mouthed wonder 24 THE EKCHO to the words of wisdom of one of America’s greatest missionaries, Zilla Moore. Into a large newspaper office now shone the light. At one desk a figure seemed strangely familiar. It was Edith Sanford, who, from editor of The Echo, had arisen through all the stages of success in modern journalism, and was now sporting editor of the “War Cry.” Another crowded street corner greeted my view. Irom a huge drygoods box a little, wizened old man was giving away samples of something, and telling everybody all about the wonders of it. I looked closer and more carefully. It was Ames Peterson, who had made a wonderful discovery in an absolutely safe and harmless hair-restorer for hen-pecked husbands. A high school then fell within the range of light. Among the graduates upon the platform, receiving his diploma, for which he had been striving for so many years, stood my old friend, Roy Miller. The magic ray of light next fell upon a court scene in old England. It was an imposing spectacle, and there, important and dignified, as an Ameri- can ambassador should be, sat Donald Cameron, Then, strong, full, and clear, the wonderful ray lighted up a great edu cational building, America’s largest Normal school. A young man, with a bunch of sweet peas in his hand, was passing down the corridor. Even from the sweet peas I could have told it was Roy Simpson. I realized then, by the wonderful ray from the “Magic Stone,” that he was striving to perfect himself in the art of school teaching, that he might teach the: Commercial department of the Sleepy Hollow High School. But alas! He was never able to graduate, for he simply could not get over his old high school failing of spending all his time in an endeavor to create a good impression on the fair teachers around him. A great cloud swept by the window of my laboratory. The slender shaft of light from the ‘Magic Stone” grew smaller and smaller, lingered a moment, and disappeared. Only a broken fragment of crystal rock lay on the table before me. I rushed to the open window and looked out. The roofs of the city alone were spread out around me. Exhausted by the excitement, I sank into a nearby chair, and my head drooped lower and lower upon my breast. Only the myriad points of light shone in the broken crystal before me. In vain did I wonder, and ask aloud, “Oh, tell me! What has become of the wonderful ray which has shown me the future of the class of nineteen twelve?” Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1912 WW E, the members of the illustrious class of 1912, knowing that the end is at hand, and wishing all our affairs to be left in perfect order, do hereby make out last will and testament as follows: I, Victor Anderson, leave my fame as being the crack tag player, to ‘red Pederson; my ability as a bicycle speed-burner, to Alfred Gemetti. My ability to cram a High School course into three years, I, Hattie Brand, do gladly leave to Weston Anderson, hoping he will benefit by my gift. My position on the debating team I will to Jesse Lingenfelter. I, Reyna Berka, knowing that my days are numbered, do will my prec- ious green hat to Eloise Yarnell, that she may not come to school bare- headed. My ability as a pianist, I leave to Charles Roberts, that he may improve his beloved tune, “Casey Jones.” I, Donald Cameron, on this solemn occasion, do bequeath to Leo Sulli- van, my ability to behave during the teacher’s absence from class; my ex- cessive avoirdupois to Marshall Paxton. I, Charles Clark, bequeath my prominent Roman nose to Kinley Ahl. To Clyde Stewart, I leave my old shoes, hoping that they will not fit him so tight, but still cling to him as they have to me. My coy smile, I, Hazel Cameron, leave to Mabel Rayner, as an addition to her own demure manners and appearance. My love for English VI., I will to the next unlucky one who fails to appreciate the interesting side of that subject. I, Ida Cassassa, do hereby bequeath to Elizabeth Hendren, my faculty for using the wrong word at the right time. The ease with which I can master shorthand, I leave to Mae Andrews. My superfluous credits, I give to Crystal Lambert, knowing that she will appreciate the gift. 1, the great and illustrious Alice De Bernardi, reluctantly bequeath my marvelous, incomparable, unparalleled, wonderful, supernatural, and bound- less wisdom, to the various members of the faculty, hoping they will ap- preciate my generosity and my self-secrifice. My ability to work Mr. Steele for an “E” in History, I will to my beloved sister, Tillie, hoping she will find the gift useful. To Genevieve Collins, I, Grace Dougherty, bequeath my beautiful curly hair, to add to her own store. My affection for those dear boys, I leave to Olivia Smith. My merry, twinkling eyes, I give to Helen Cochrane, hoping they will relieve the shade of seriousness upon her face. I, Ruth Fenton, leave my studious habits to Fred Pederson. My ability to cut penmanship successfully, whenever the occasion demands, I pass on to the next one who realizes the occasional necessity. I, Theoline Farnlof, after thoughtful consideration, have decided to leave my cute little brother, Arthur, to Genevieve Collins, hoping she will 26 THE ECHO fully appreciate this long-sought-for prize. My rosy cheeks, | willingly leave to Helen Fraser, and also give a guarantee that they will neither fade nor lose their color on rainy days, and also that they can be washed with perfect safety. To Gertrude Le e, I, Bernice Hocker, leave my English binders, also my history note-books, scientific experiments, and any other books or papers which may prove valuable to her in the pursuit of the Muses. My long, white sweater, I leave to Alice Koford, knowing it will be a perfect fit. My rough neck, I leave to her brother, Edward, advising him, however, to have it dyed blue or grey, as white is a very delicate color, and I fear that said sweater will bear but little washing. Hereby, I, Idah Haynie, bequeath my soulful eyes to Tillie De Bernardi, hoping she will use them as effectively as | have done. Constancy to a sin- gle coiffure, I leave to Allison Dickson, requesting her to cease the varia- tions of her own. I, Gladys Hodgson, do will my dearest possessions as follows: My nu- merous array of embroidered peplums, | leave to Margaret Forsyth; my case on Fred Pederson, I leave to anyone who can succeed in “cutting me out”; my neat look, together with my rats, etc., I leave to Ruth Anderson. I, Evelyn Johnson, do leave my numerous s’ to my little cousin, Juliet, knowing she is sadly in need. My forward ways, I leave to Matilda Nelson. I, Bessie Joaquin, have consented to will to Jesse Lingenfelter, the se- cret of how I make my famous animated discussions in English. I, Rodney Jones, bestow my wonderful ability as a queener, to Albert Hockins, hoping it will cause him to become more sociable. My old orange and black necktie, I will to Sterling Coulter, and my ability to make the track team, to Lawrence Chapman. I, Vernon King, as president of this most illustrious class, do bequeath my executive ability to the next poor unforunate who is elected president, hoping he will not lose as much sleep over it as I have. My success as a hammer-thrower, I leave to Carl Steinnort. I, Adelbert La Due, leave to Chas. Parrish my studious ways. I be- queath to William Morrow, my extra pair of eyes, thinking it will greatly improve his visage. To Miss Mailer, I leave my dear old fiddle. I, Elaine Mallory, do hereby, in my last will and testament, will my art of oratory, in the civics class, to Frances Ahl; my love for algebra, I leave to my dear little brother, Herbert. I, Zilla Moore, cheerfully bequeath my hearty peals of laughter in His- tory IV., to any sorrowful Junior who may be unable to see anything cheer- ful in that subject. My impertinence, I pass on to Mildred Turner. I, Marion Maddux, hereby bequeath my wealth of golden hair to Mil- dred Wilkinson. My freckles, I leave to be distributed equally among the Freshmen boys. I, Kathleen Miller, do bequeath my adorable smile to Al. Hockins, that THE ECHO 27 he may not continually wear such a sorrowful expression. My meek and passive ways, I leave to Clair Coltrin, that she may not be so boisterous. I, Doris Meyers, in this, my last will and testament, do reluctantly give my share of the mirrors in the girls’ basement, to Helen Sawyer. My beau- tiful marcell wave, I leave to Anita Nathanson. My ability as an actress, I leave to Pauline Clark. I, the great Le Roy Miller, hand down my “S” sweater to “Cotton,” hoping it will make him as great a basketball shark as | have been in the past. My ability to cut school, I leave to Gladys Gilman; and my pipe, to Weston Anderson, hoping he will be able to keep it out of sight as well as I have. I, Ruth Nydegger, leave to Weston Anderson, my English VII. binder, as | am confident it can bear his father’s inspection. My large, brown, wist- ful eyes, I leave to Beryl Le Baron. I, Ames Peterson, bequeath my cute and winning smile to Norman Mc- Peak. My athletic school spirit, I leave to Chas. Roberts. Fearfully, and with a broken heart, I, Edna Pierce, do bequeath the care of Otto Berger to Gertrude Lee. My eyes of sky-blue, together with my golden locks, I leave to Mary Joaquin. The skyward tilt of my nose, I de- sire to leave to Gwen. Overton. I, Katherine Sheppard, hereby solemnly bequeath my carefully-concealed Latin ponies to Helen Geary, with the understanding that they are always to be kept out of sight. To Ruth Johnson, I leave 3 feet and 18 inches of my height. I, Luella Sibbald, do bequeath my pink cheeks to Elaine Norton. My big, coquettish eyes I leave to Gladys Berry, as a token of my esteem. win the graces of the faculty. My striped sweater I do solemnly leave to Ruth Johnson. I, Laverne Sutherland, on this last and serious occasion, do will to “Mexico,” my natural diligence. My ability as an author, I leave to Clifford Merritt. I, Alfred Shelton, before departing from this hall of learning, wish to bequeath my great stature to Edward Koford. My wonderful voice I will to Raegan Talbot, hoping that he will entertain the student body as often as I have. The editorship of The Echo, I, Edith Sanford, do herein will to who- ever has the misfortune of being elected to that dignified office. My love for ratless hair, I leave to Blanch Bonnard. I, Roy Simpson, will to John Mitchell, my perpetual, straight back hair comb, hoping that it will improve his appearance more than it has mine. My stand in with Mary Coleman, I leave to “Bill’’ Morrow. I, Carolyn Lee St. Clair, do bequeath my royal dignity to Ruth Overton, hoping she will mend her boisterous ways. To Ruth Landers, I leave my affection for Clarendon Anderson and Marshall Paxton. My dear old plaid skirt I leave to Gladys Berry, as a token of my esteem. I, Adah Smith, do hereby make my last will and testament. I leave to 28 THE ECHO Helen Fraser my good opinion of myself. My numerous “admirers,” I leave to be divided among the girls of the school, hoping there are enough to go around. My faculty for doing my hair, I leave to Florence Adams. To Abbie Wilkinson, I, Ruth Thompson, leave my art of flirting. I ask Ruth Dickson to lay aside her mannish stride and accept my dainty little step instead. My popularity with the sterner sex, | leave to Grace Bradford. I Earl Wilson, do impart to Stewart Rogers my case of swell-head, and my dear old track suit to Lester Nathanson, knowing that he is highly inter- ested in athletics. To Esther Sinclair, 1, Margaret Wilson, leave my extreme slenderness. My intense interest in the science of Civil Government, I will to Georgeina Hall, hoping it will give her a good “stand in” with Mr. Steele. I, Dorothy Westrup, donate to Gladys Carithers, a small volume on “How to Beeome Graceful.” ability to bluff. To Esther Gilkey, I leave all my remarkable We, as a class, leave our few remaining dollars (if we have any), to Mr. Searcy, requesting him to buy a cot for Bud Berry, so that he will be able to rest with greater ease and comfort in the study hall. 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The bells are ringing, the people singing, Of the dear ones that are no more; I sit and listen, to the sad ones singing, Outside of my cabin door. The Hermit’s Cabin 1 } LLL s—- ee The Hermit’s Trail Note---Winner of Prize Cup in Literary Contest, 19 2 Mildred Wadsworth. OLLOWING the course of a murmuring brook, is a path which leads to a hermit’s home. If one were seeking the beauties of nature, this trail would invariably be overlooked; for the opening before it remains forever ex- posed to the sun. But one need only step beyond this dusty space, to reach the cool trail to the hermit’s retire- ment. The warm rays of the morning sun were just gilding the mountain crests and flecking the river with silver. Basking and winking in the sun, the lizards stretched upon the rocks, but, at our approach, they scurried through the dry grass. Such a morning as this inspired us with new life, and we hurried on- ward. Passing from this warm, open country, we wended our way through the overhanging laurel. They diffused the air with a spicy fragrance, which seemed most refreshing after our walk in the warm sunlight. A tinkling sound was wafted on the breeze, and turning to listen, we espied a small stream tumbling from sight over a huge boulder. On either side of its banks grew maiden-hair fern and large brakes. Everything was green. Even the brook reflected the emerald hue above it. With one accord our party stooped to drink, and found the water cool and refreshing. Lifting our heads from the stream, we saw before us a miniature rustic bridge. Beneath it, a pool lay black in the shadows. As we stepped from our path, the frogs jumped into the pool; rippling its surface in circles, that grew larger as they reached the mossy bank. The path now grew more abrupt, while the ferns and the underbrush be- came more abundant. We missed the fragrant laurel from the hillside, but saw, in its stead, gnarled oaks and smooth madrones. The trees along the trail helped us in our ascent; for we were forced to use them to aid us in our climb. Rude stairs had been fashioned in the hillside, but, even with their help, our climb was most difficult. Panting for breath and searching eagerly for shade, we at length reached the top of the mountain. Upon first reaching the top, we had given little heed to the view, but now we rose to our feet and gazed silently upon the landscape. Before us lay the valley of the Russian River. Against the western sky, the mountains, with their stately redwoods, loomed clear and distinct. Sweet-blossomed fruit trees grew on the foothills, and near them, checkered vineyards stretched as far as the eye could reach. Like a serpent, the river, glistening in the sun, wound in and out of the valley. s we were gazing on this scene, we heard a faint, though shrill, whistle. At the same moment, through a gap in the trees, the smoke of an engine appeared. The train flew on its zigzag journey, leaving behind it a hazy coil of smoke. At last it stopped at the station below, and we saw the people 34 THE ECHO mingle in tiny, motley groups. Again the train was in motion, and, gradually gaining in speed, it disappeared behind the mountain. Our party now began to descend the opposite side of the mountain. The path was carpeted with brown, dry, leaves, making a soft rustie as we walked. We seemed to have passed into a region of darkness, for the trees formed an archway, which shut out the sunlight. The ground was damp, forming soft beds of lacy ferns that grew in abundance along the path. Trickling through one of these ferny banks was a spring, the mineral water of which left an iron tinge upon the ground. As we were observing the spring, a squirrel scampered to the brink and quenched its thirst. After drinking, the little animal dipped its forefeet into the water, washed its face, then disappeared through the trees. We now emerged into sunlight, for we had reached the clearing in which the hermit’s home stood. The cabin was a rude one, being made from rough boards. A small porch faced the east, showing that the hermit loved the morning sunshine. The porch creaked, announcing our approach to the hermit, who came to the door to greet us. The hermit, a retired lawyer, being a lover of nature, had come to these hiils to spend the remainder of his life. He talked to us of the beauties of his mountain home, and the incidents of his humble life. Laying his coat upon a chair before retiring one evening, the hermit had awakened to find a mouse occupying it. A nest had been built by the little creature, in one sleeve. Rather than disturb the tiny mother, the kind man allowed the nest to remain. After a few days the mouse and her little ones scampered away, leaving the coat to the owner. Such simple, yet interesting events happen this day to cheer this man’s life of loneliness. Things, which we consider trifles, make up his whole ex- istence. He finds the secrets of the birds and plants, while men of the world, struggle for their petty existence. As we turned to the hill we had just de- scended, we were glad we had talked to this recluse, for he had taught us to see the beauties of life. , a pool lay black in the shadows.” Why Birds Become Extinct Alfred Shelton OW many of us there are, who could peruse page after page of “The School of the Woods”; who could, in fancy, hear the whir of wings in the “Par- tridges Roll-call,’ or the exultant scream of young 5 Y Ss Ismaques, the Fish-hawk, in “The School for Little Fishermen” ; or “At the Call of the Trumpet,’ as the little birch-bark canoe swung in under the deepen- ing shadow of the lake shore, hear the crash of some mighty moose as he broke through the underbrush and over wind falls, and yet close the book with a sympathetic smile of indulgence for the man who spent his life in the Great Woods, studying the ways of the wood folk, as only a true naturalist can. And then, too, how many of us there are, who could turn to the Iast pages of that book, the chapter on “How the Animals Die,” and see that majestic swoop, the death-flight of Chep-lah-gan, the Eagle; or could feel the gentle confiding nature of the little Wood Warbler, as he spent the last brief hours of his existence on the little frond of evergreen over the spring, far in the deep woods, and yet remain callous and unthinking for the com- fort or welfare, the life or death of bird or beast, God’s creatures that sur- round us in forest, field, and marsh. One a day a gentleman of the industrial world, unacquainted with na- ture and her ways, was leisurely making his way through the corridor of a great museum, gazing with idle curiosity upon the wonderful groups in the lighted alcoves to right and left. Suddenly he stopped, and, pressing close against the great plate glass, gazed with frank and undisguised interest upon the specimens within. Upon a shelving ledge of artificial ice, sitting upright on broad-webbed feet, were two large, black and white birds, so beautifully and skillfully mounted that, at first glance, one might well think them alive- Behind the birds, the shelf of artificial ice merged into canvas, and the work of some worthy artist, a scene in the far north,—ice, snow, and water—more of the large black and white birds like those in the foreground, some on ledges,—some diving to the depths below,— completed the group. Upon a small, white card was the sentence, “Great Auk,—Range,—formerly the coasts and islands of the northern hemisphere. Now extinct.” The gentle man turned to the curator at work near by, and asked, “Why have these birds become extinct?” And the curator answered shortly, “Through the relentless persecution of mankind.” The gentleman was satisfied and passed on down the corridor and out of the building. “Through the relentless persecution of mankind.” Lit- tle did he realize the true significance of those few words, nor did they convey BS MELE. TROLG: to him any impression whatever of the scenes of butchery and slaughter carried on among the vast colonies of Great Auks, in their nesting homes, in the ice fields of the far north. When Cartier first sailed to North America, about 1534, he anchored near Funk Island, off the coast of Newfoundland,—two boats landed, and the crews slaughtered great numbers of these birds, which, being the only ones in all that northern territory utterly incapable of flight, were unable to escape. The Great Auk for years was a source of fresh and salt meat to all explorers in the lands of the Arctic sun. The natives greatly desired the eggs and flesh of the Great Auk, and they slaughtered it by such countless thou- sands that it was soon exterminated in all easily accessible places. Then, as a master stroke, some one suggested that the bird be killed for its feathers, and men began to follow and slay the few remaining birds — even to the very ends of the earth. Vhat was the result? Simply this: Through this relentless persecution of mankind, the Great Auk has been driven to complete extermination, and has, for years, been counted amore the extinct birds of the world. Were you to pass down the streets of Cincinnati, to the Zoological Gar- dens, you could stop before a certain portion of the aviary and see a beau- ex tiful bird—a female Passenger Pigeon. But how surprised you would an attendant there should tell you the following story: During the early history of our country, when the Mississippi River formed the western frontier, the Passenger Pigeon was so exceedingly numer- ous that countless millions, flying from one section of the country to an- other, formed such a screen that the light of the sun was completely shut off. The greatest of these flights lasted for three consecutive days. Even today you meet old gentlemen who can tell of some of the great flights of later years. When these vast multitudes of birds would alight in some large forest, huge limbs of the great forest trees, unable to uphold the immense weight of the alighting birds, would break and fall. And, with civilization, came destruction. Men and boys would gather, with guns and ammunition, at the edges of some forest roost of the pigeons Early in the evening the pigeons could be heard coming, miles away, as the rolling of distant thunder. Thousands were slaughtered as they flew to their roosting places. When the huge forest trees were fairly alive with the birds great trees would be chopped down, and these falling, and tearing others with them, completed the work of destruction, till the ground was completely cov- ered with a mass of slaughtered and wounded pigeons. In the morning wagon loads would be hauled away to be cleaned and salted, and droves of hogs would be turned loose to fatten for weeks upon those that remained. Such was the persecution of the Passenger Pigeon, and the attendant would turn, and, pointing to the bird already mentioned, say, “There is the last living Passenger Pigeon to be found on the face of the earth. of age. She is eighteen years A short while ago her mate died at the age of twenty-four. It will be but a short while till this female shall die. and this great race of birds. THE ECHO Ot driven by the relentless persecution of mankind, shall formally become ex- tinct. No human agency can save it from the fate which awaits it.” You notice and admire a beautifully gowned lady, upon the streets of a large city. Particularly attractive are the beautiful long Aigrette plumes on her hat. I would you could trace those plumes to their source. Far in the recesses of the southern swamps the Aigrettes nested by thousands. The long, beautiful plumes grow only in the nuptial season, and, consequently, only during the nesting period came the raids of the plume- hunters. Men would visit the swamps in which these birds were nesting. Thousands would be killed, the long white plumes plucked out, and the birds thrown to one side. Thousands upon thousands of half-fledged young would be left in the nest to starve. This practice, when stopped by law, was carried on by those who knew no law. Men would go through the swamps, killing as they went, and smuggling out the forbidden plumes, until, as an unlawful practice, plume-hunters came to rival the whiskey-stills of the moonshiner, in the mountains of Kentucky. And what, you ask, was the result? Extermination and extinction again? To a certain extent,—yes, but to a greater extent,—no. The constant drain upon the Aigrettes so decreased their numbers that certain extinction seemed eminent. However, the lesson taught by the persecution of the Great Auk and the Passenger Pigeon was not forgotten. Strict laws were put in force, protecting the Aigrettes and prohibiting the collecting of plumes, so that, though the Aigrette is, today, scarce, and, in many localities, where formerly abundant,. even rare,—danger of its extinction has been avoided. The sight of several large Turkey Vultures, wheeling and sailing in majestic circles high in the air, is familiar to all—but fortunate is he who has a chance to see that greatest of all Vultures, the California Condor, in the wild fastnesses of his native home. This bird was once plentiful, and was to be found, and found only, in the rugged mountain ranges of the southern part of our native State. It is the largest bird that flies, even rival- ing in size the world-famed Condor of the South American Andes. It is the most famous of all California birds, and one of the most famous in the world. On the great ranches of the south, whole carcasses of domestic animals, drenched with poison, would be dragged awa y into remote places in the mountains and left, that panthers, mountain lions, coyotes, and other de- structive beasts, might fall a prey to the poisoned bait. Upon these car- casses, the great Condors would congregate and feed— and perish. So rapid was the death rate among these famous birds, that there seemed no alterna- tive save swift and complete extermination. An intense interest was aroused in the Condor, both in ornithologist and layman alike. Vigorous laws were enforced for its protection. Audubon Societies undertook the work of its restoration and protection, and the work accomplished was little short of marvelous. Men would spend months at a time, in the mountains of the south, studying the Condor in its native home. Young birds have been se- cured, and raised in confinement with wonderful success. The result of this great effort is that the Condor is now slowly, but 38 THE ECHO surely, increasing in numbers, and, while it is a bird which never was, and never will be common, even in the mountains of its native home, it has been saved from the fate which seemed so surely to await it. Now,—ifrom the mounted specimens in the great museum to the Zoo logical Gardens at Cincinnati, from the Zoological Gardens to the recesses of a great southern swamp, and from the southern swamp to the wild, rugged mountains of southern California, what have we noticed? Simply this: First, a bird which was slaughtered and wantonly persecuted by mankind and be- came totally extinct thereby. Secondly, a bird which was likewise relent lessly persecuted and with the natural result, that it is now hanging on the verge of extermination,—no human effort can save it. Thirdly, a bird which was also terribly persecuted, but the value of which was realized, in time to save it from complete destruction. At last, the greatest of all birds, driven almost to extermination by the agency of human thoughtlessness, has been saved and restored by an almost superhuman effort. Birds have become extinct only through the agency of man. Left to live its own life as nature intended it should, a certain bird would never be come extinct. But the day of extinct birds may well be said to be past. Birds at last, through silent years of persecution and suffering, have gained recognition and protection. Mankind is as :eady today to protect the birds, as it was ready to destroy them in the centuries gone by. A ae i ¥ Y Viva ml , fy ie VA MSA, EN, Ten Days in a Military Camp By a Bugle Boy—John Mitchell N the fall of 1910, enlisted as a trumpeter, I accompanied Company G, First Regiment, Kansas National Guard, to the annual manouvers at Fort Riley. My experiences and adventures in, and around, this camp, I shall endeavor to relate in the following narrative: On a bright August morning, we left our quarters, at the old armory, to board a special train that was to bear us to Fort Riley, two hundred miles away. It was a dull, dusty ride to me, and as we went chugging away, over those wind-swept prairies, I felt as if I had never seen such a barren, desolate country. We stopped, at various points on the way, to pick up waiting companies, and we had not traversed over half the distance, before we had a long train of cars behind us. At noon, every one’s face brightened to see the quarter-master enter, accompanied by two stalwart privates, who bore between them a large box, amply filled with canned provisions. To guard against confusion, the provisions were first divided among the corporals, and then, by them, among the men of their squads. I, being a trumpeter and not belonging to any certain squad, found myself left out, until invited to enjoy the repast of the First Sergeant. Soon after noon, we passed through Topeka and were shunted onto a siding, just inside the city limits. The train had scarcely stopped, when someone discovered a watermelon patch to the right of the road. This dis- covery was followed by the immediate detraining of nearly half the regiment, who rushed hastily into the melon patch, only to beat a hastier retreat, ac- companied by the shouts of an irate old farmer, who rushed out of a nearby corn field, flourishing an antiquated musket, and calling down the vengeance of heaven on these invaders. Just then came a warning whistle from the loco- motive, and, as the men swung aboard, they came to the conclusion that the melons were green, anyway. About five in the afternoon, we entered the Government reservation on which Fort Riley is situated, and, after a short ride, we came within sight of our future camp. Already encamped here were two battalions of cavalry, six companies or artillery, and a regiment of regular soldiers. The train stopped about half a mile from camp, when the entire regiment was detrained and marched, by companies, to the site chosen for them. The camp was laid off alphabetically, with a space of some forty feet between each row of tents, called the company street. Our baggage was hauled up immediately, and we set to work raising our tents, an operation that was barely completed by nightfall. By this time the company cook had supper under way, and we were soon treated to an informal repast of bacon, hard-tack and coffee. I went to bed early that night and, being tired, slept soundly, until I was awakened at five o'clock by first call, blown by the trumpeter on guard. This is a signal for all trumpeters to turn out and sound reveille together. I d d g) THE ECHO 41 hastily leaped to my feet, pulled on my clothing, seized my trumpet and set out for headquarters. Upon my arrival, | found several of the others already there. We waited a few minutes for the rest to come up, then rising to our feet we sounded reville, and, after a short pause, assembly. The soldiers now came pouring our of their tents to fall in for drill and roll-call. Shortly after | returned to my tent, I heard mess-call sounded by the trumpeter on guard. At this signal, every one seized his mess kit, and forming in a hasty line, marched by the cook tent to be served in turn with breakfast. As soon as they received their portions, the men selected seats upon the ground and fell to eating, with a vigor that bespoke appetites of the best. Immediately after mess, detachment was sent to headquarters for a con- signment of canvass cots. Soon after, fatigue-call was sounded. This is the signal for a general cleaning up of camp. While the men were so engaged, the detachment returned, bearing the cots, which were soon installed in the tents. Later in the day, the men were drilled on the parade ground and the trumpeters went out over the hills to practice. The rest of the time was spent in recreation, until four o’clock, when guard mounting and battalion parade were the order of the day. After the evening mess, a great many soldiers attended a concert, given by the regimental band. Others, who had no ear for music, solaced themselves by playing cards and rolling dice. As I lay asleep that night, I was suddenly awakened by the sound of dis- tant yells. Sitting up, I listened intently. The yells had ceased at the first outcry, and were followed by a sound that resembled the ripping of canvass. little later came hurried footsteps along the company street, and a moment after someone burst into our tent. I quickly struck a match and saw before me the shivering form of a young, red-headed private, who slept in our tent. He hastily told me that as he lay asleep, some one had entered and, after carrying him and his cot for over two hundred yards, had tied him to it and left him without a covering. Being thus unprotected from the chilly air, he had soon awakened and preceiving his condition, he obeyed his first impulse and yelled for assistance. He waited for a few minutes, but no one came. It erew frightfully cold and he began to kick violently at the bottom of the cot. Suddenly there came a sharp ripping sound, and, as the cot split from end to end, he was dropped neatly on the ground, from which position he had no difficulty in escaping. He had left his cot in a mangled condition upon the field and had come, he said, to ask me to share my bed with him. Managing to stifle my amusement at the trick played upon him, | moved silently over and allowed him to become comfortably situated between my blankets. The cot was none too wide, in the first place, and for some time I had difficulty in retaining my position. However, I at last fell asleep, only to awaken in the morning to find myself lying on the cold, hard ground, with my private friend fast asleep in the middle of my bed. For a moment I was temped to hit him over the head with my trumpet, but, after reflecting, | was unable to decide which would suffer the more. The following day, a nuinber of ball teams were organized among the companies of the respective regiments. A series of match games were ar- 42 THE ECHO “ ranged and the championship of each regiment determined, after several ex- citing contests. A dual meet was then arranged between the two regiments. A large and appreciative audience gathered on the appointed day, and, after a warmly contested game, the First regiment came off victorious. Amid the cheers of our soldiers, the victors were presented with a huge, silver loving cup. So the days passed swiftly by, with always something of interest, until one day, Governor Stubbs came suddenly to Fort Riley to review the troops. Companies were called together, regiments hastily formed, and, ac- companied by the artil- €lery and cavalry, were marched by the Gover- nor in a grand parade. In honor of the Gover- , tnor’s presence, the fol- lowing day was set aside as one of recrea- tion. A field meet was soon arranged between the two infantry regi- E.SinclaAia. . F The Company Street ments. A quarter-mile track was hastily laid off, on the parade ground, and the meet took place the next day, at ten o'clock. As handsome medals were offered for first and second places, and a magnificent cup for the winning team, a good deal of rivalry was evinced between the two regiments. Although our team carried off a respectable number of points, and our first sergeant won the honors in the shot-put and high-jump, we were defeated, and suffered the humiliation of seeing the Second regiment carry away the cup, in triumph. The following day, the First and Second regiments were scheduled to meet in a sham battle. Blank cartridges were to be used and the attack carried on under the conditions of real war. About nine in the morning, the First regiment marched out of camp and took up a position in the hills, some five miles away. The Second regiment was supposed to discover and drive them out if possible. Our company was on guard that day, so I did not have to accompany the soldiers. Instead, another trumpeter and I set out for an old fort several miles away, intending to hunt for cannon shells. After a long walk we arrived at our destination, and examining the ruins of the old redoubt, began our search for relics. Fortune favored us and soon we found where a shell had entered the ground. By the careful use of my bayonet, it was removed and we found we had in our possession an unexploded shrapnel shell. We looked farther, but without success, and, after filling our pockets with grape-shot, which lay scattered about, we set out to return. As we were crossing a grassy meadow, we were suddenly startled by r THE ECHO 43 the sight of a troop of cavalry. Knowing them to be of the enemy, and, hav- ing no relish for a night in the guard-house, we determined to seek safety in flight, setting off at a rapid pace for a bushy creek some three hundred yards away. However, we were soon discovered, and, clapping spurs to their horses, they swooped down upon us just as we dashed in among the trees. We stepped quickly behind a clump of bushes, while they crossed the stream at a furious rate of speed and galloped up the other bank. “They evidently took us for scouts of the enemy,” said my companion. “Well, we had better get out of here, anyway,” I replied. So we started at a brisk walk down the stream. We had not gone far, when we came upon a little spring under a huge, overhanging rock. It looked so cool and inviting that we could not resist the temptation to stop and fill our canteens, when suddenly from behind us stepped three men, who, leveling their rifles in an uncom- fortable way at our heads, commanded us to march before them. As there was absolutely no opportunity for escaping, we obeyed and were conducted for some distance, when we came out upon a small glade, where we found a number of soldiers drawn up in battle array. We were taken at once before their captain, who, after questioning us closely, surprised us by saying, “I don’t think you boys are spies and I am going to let you go, but I order you to go immediately back to camp, and, if in thirty minutes you are to be found within a mile of here, I promise it will go hard with you.” Overjoyed at our unexpected release, we beat a hasty retreat, nor did we stop until we were sure we had the First regiment between us and the enemy. We then mounted a high hill and took a general survey of the battle field. We could see the First regiment strongly fortified in a ravine directly in front of us, while farther back, to the left, could be seen columns of troops, the Second regiment moving forward to the attack. The scouts were well in advance, creeping cautiously forward and spreading gradually into a large fan-like shape. Suddenly came the crack of a distant rifle, followed by another; the battle was on. It grew from a single shot to a rattle, from a rattle to a continu ous roar, until it seemed as if the very air quivered with the intensity of the vibrations. Reinforcements were hur- riedly brought up from both sides. The ambulance and the stretcher could be seen, in the distance, busily employed bearing off imaginary dead and wounded men, while the cavalry kept up a constant communication between the reserves and the fighting troops. Close down upon the firing line could be seen a group of men industriously manipulating a moving-picture camera. The battle continued for over an hour, when the Second regiment fell back, badly defeated. The day after, we mustered out, and marched by companies to the regi- mental headquarters, where we received our pay. That afternoon the large tents were taken down and the baggage loaded on the train, preparatory to an early start home in the morning. The half-shelters were then pitched, and we were warned to be ready to leave at three o'clock the next morning. Till late in the night might be heard the rattle of dice, and the low mutter- ings of the men, as they gathered around a blanket to stake their wages on 44. THE ECHO this game of chance. Gradually the sounds became more and more subdued, until they died away altogether and the silence of the night lay unbroken, save by the muffled tread of the sentry on guard and the occasional neigh of a distant cavalry horse. It did not seem as if I had been asleep for over five minutes, before the first sergeant passed my tent with the command to turn out. The tents were hastily struck, our blankets quickly rolled, and we were soon en route for the railway. Half an hour later we entered the waiting train, which bore us swiftly homeward. A Pious Episode E.Sinclrin, Hello! 1 ELLO? Hello!! Is that you, Betty?” e Yiesne Wihatasmit ite Welle “Why, will it be all right if I bring Mr. and Mrs. Wallace home to dinner, tonight? He is the man who is concerned in this new deal of mine, you know, and, as there are papers DX5 and things to be looked over at the house, I, I thought it would be better to ask them to take “pot luck” with us. You know they have moved in right near us and—well—altogether we want to get in right if we can, see? It will be all right, won't it, girl? I know you can carry it off beautifully ; you always do.” But, Dal,” expostulated a surprised little voice, “you know Bridget is “rr “ ee ot Ot h THE ECHO 45 gone, and—why—lI haven't anything to get a dinner with—and it’s five o'clock, and I’ve never met the Wallaces, and—and—” “Oh’ flddlesticks!! Don’t try to make a banquet, just something simple and easy—anything. Why, go down to the delicatessen—buy them out if you like. I don’t care; but do your best, dear. I know you'll come out on top. Sorry to come down on you like a ton of brick, but it seemed the only decent thing to do. And—oh, yes—Betty, can you possibly make an apple pie? I happen to know that Mr. Wallace is particularly fond of it, and it would please him and perhaps put him in a good humor, if need be, so that things will come out better in the deal. You know what | mean. Can you make it?” “Oh, yes, | suppose I'll manage, some way. Yes, dear, it will be allright, don't worry.’ Betty hung up the receiver, and collapsed in a forlorn little heap on the floor. This was surely a thunder bolt out of a clear sky. What should she do? No Bridget, five o’clock; no dinner even ordered, and guests whom she had never met! Why was Dal so impulsive? But she had never failed him yet, and this was not the time to begin, so, mustering up all her courage, she jumped up and flew down to the kitchen, where she stirred up the fire and then went to ‘phone to give some “hurry orders.” In three-quarters of an hour things looked brighter. Thru the del- icatessen she had obtained most of the necessary things to make a simple din- ner what it should be, and the cooking of it was well under way. Humming a snatch of popular air, she scurried about, hair tumbled, cheeks unusually flushed, while she set the table in her pretty little dining- room, with all her new table ware—for Betty was a bride of scarcely more than a year. With deft touches here and there, the table was soon without criticism, but as she was standing back, surveying it with satisfaction, an odor of something burning came to her from the kitchen. Flying out of the room, she threw open the oven door, to behold her lovely apple pie burned to a cinder! Vith tears of mortification in her eyes, she dumped the charred re- mains into the garbage barrel, then looked at the clock, and, in despair, saw that there was no hope of making a new pie. “And I promised Dal he should have an apple pie,’ she moaned, “but it’s too late to make another, or any other kind of desert, now. O dear!” And the tears fell, unrestrained, as she stumbled into the pantry, vainly scanning the shelves, as if expecting to find a pie there. As she glanced out of the pantry window, she spied an object in her neighbor’s pantry window, not fifteen feet away. A pie! An apple pie! Was it Providence? Betty’s mind acted quickly and was soon made up. She was going to have that pie if she had to steal it! She was desperate. Throwing off her apron, she ran out across the yard to the back door of her neighbor. “Millie Town evidently didn’t move as soon as she expected,” thought Betty. Betty had been away two or three days and had expected to find Millie, her friend and neighbor, gone, on her return, but was extremely glad 46 THE ECHO to find that this was evidently not so, especially as she expected to borrow her pie! A servant, whom Betty had not seen before, answered her knock. “A new cook, | suppose,” was her mental comment. Aloud, “Is your mistress in?” “No, mum, and she won't be back till late.” “ ) what shall I do?” Betty gasped. Her last hope seemed to be yanish- ing before her very eyes. “Shure, mum, an’ can I be of iny hilp to yez?” “Oh! why, I don’t know, maybe you could help me out. You see’— And before she knew it, Betty had poured her tale of woe into the sympa- thetic ears of Irish Nora. “An’ so it’s the pie yez be after wantin’, iz it? Bliss yer heart, mum, an i giss it's not Nora MeGuire would prevint iny wan from havin’ a bit av a pie, if they wanted it. Shure, an’ it’s the missiz what made it, but Ill be makin’ another in the wink av an eye, an’ she'll niver know.” “O, but I'd rather she would know about it, Nora,” expostulated Betty, as the pie was delivered into her hands. “I really would, and | think she would enjoy the joke! So you tell her that her neighbor, Mrs. Murdock, borrowed it, and I'll come over tomorrow and explain more fully, myself. Thank you a thousand times; good-bye.” And Betty, the delicious looking pie safely in her possession, tripped home, light heartedly, where she soon was dressed in her prettiest gown, ready to meet her husband an d their guests, with her happiest smile. Mr. Wallace seemed a quiet man, not given to small talk, with steel- gray eyes that seemed to search out one’s faults, but which could sparkle with fun at times, for he thoroughly enjoyed a good joke. Mrs. Wallace, however, proved delightful. She was still quite young, and very much interested in the little bride’s cosy home, and also in the ex- periments and experiences which Betty chatted to her about, for it had not been so very many years since she herself had been a bride. To Betty’s delight, the little dinner was going off beautifully. The chickens were done to a turn, and all the other dainty dishes were “just right.” Dal seemed very much pleased with everything, too. The dinner was flawless, things had gone well with Mr. Wallace and the deal, so far, and Betty was captivating Mrs. Wallace; so Mr. Murdock telegraphed to his wife across the table how delighted he was, making her radiantly happy, as she removed the dinner course, and brought in, triumphantly, the lovely pie. As she set it down, Mrs. Wallace moved rather uneasily in her chair and stopped talking somewhat abruptly. But Mr. Wallace seemed to be highly pleased, as he said, “Do you know, Mrs. Murdock, one of my greatest weak- nesses is apple pie? My wife has become quite skilled in the making of them. She has a peculiar filigree mark of her own, which she makes on the top crust—I think it is to let out the steam or something, isn’t it? And— why, Martha, how strange? I do believe Mrs. Murdock has used a similar mark on her pie. I thought it was original with you.” Mr. Wallace shot ahs | THE ECHO 47 a puzzled glance at his wife, but her face was absolutely non-committal, ex- cept for two bright spots on either cheek. Betty’s heart seemed to her to pound so loudly that she was sure they would all hear it, but she managed to laugh and prattle away about its be- ing a strange coincidence. She was totally puzzled, herself, for she felt guilty about the pie, and this peculiar mark on the pie being similar to a private mark of Mrs. Wallace’s seemed more than coincidence. She couldn't untangle the mystery and she wished to tell Dal all about it, for she knew he was entirely bewildered. However, the sudden tension in the conversation slackened gradually, and the evening finally ended. As the guests were leaving, Mrs. Wallace said, “I expect to see you quite often, Mrs. Murdock, for we are near neigh- bors, you know.” “Yes?” queried Betty. “Yes, indeed; in fact, we are right next door to you.” “Next door!” Betty fairly gasped, “why—is that so; I didn’t know that.” “No, I thought perhaps you didn’t. Well, good night; such a pleasant evening’’—and they were gone. “For mercy’s sake, Betsy, what is the matter?” inquired Dal, as he stood in front of his wife, who had flopped into a chair and was rocking hack and forth with laughter—a bit hysterical. “OQ dear! O dear! It’s too funny! Eating one’s own pie—oh my stars!” And she went off into another fit of mirth. “Please let's hear the joke, Betty, if there is one—I fail to see it,” rather wearily. “Oh! Can't you see? You wanted an apple pie, and I made a lovely one, but it burned, and when I was racking my brains to know what I should do, I spied a lovely pie in Millie’s pantry window, and went over and bor- rowed it from the cook, and”— “Betty!” She fairly jumped at the explosiveness of the exclamation. “Millie—why Millie moved two days ago, and the Wallaces are next to us! You borrowed a pie! Why, my dear girl—you don’t mean to tell me you borrowed a pie from someone you didn’t know, especially as that someone was to be your guest at dinner! I never heard of such a thing! [’— “But Dal, I didn’t know Millie had gone, and I didn’t know the Wal- laces were there. I thought Millie had a new cook, and she was very nice, and—and—please don’t b-blame me—I d-didn’t know’— and she vainly dabbed her eyes with her little hard wad of handkerchief. “Neyer mind, girlie. It really is awfully funny, when you come to think of it—it really is,” and the erstwhile irate young husband indulged in a few hearty chuckles. “Eating your own pie at a neighbor’s dinner party! Jove, that’s a good one! But what are you going to do about it? Do you think they knew? Do you suppose they thought you stole it?” “Knew it? Why, you dear stupid; of course they knew it! She did, anyway. Didn't you see how very cool she was, and the steel in those eyes of hers? I was terribly puzzled for a while, but I see it all now. I must go 48 THE ECHO over and tell her the whole story. I only hope she has a sense of humor! Dal, I'm going right over tonight; right this minute! I’m not going to let them think for a whole night that Betty Murdock is a thief! Do you sup- pose they'll let me in, Dal? Oh, dear! Isn't it a mess?” Betty moved with a determined air toward the door. “Look here, little girl, you aren't going out in the cold, tonight. Why don’t you ring her up and explain it all? If she has any bump of fun in her at all, she'll take it as a huge joke.” “Suppose she hangs up before I have time to explain, or sends for the 31) police, or something: “Nonsense! You try it, anyway.” Betty therefore was persuaded to go to the ‘phone, though with fear and trembling, and, in a few minutes she got the number. “Hello! Is this Mrs. Wallace? This is Mrs. Murdock to tell you—that is, I must explain about’”— and—I wanted Peals of laughter from the other end of the wire interrupted further explanation. “O, my dear Mrs. Murdock, please don’t say anything about it—we think it is the best joke ever! We were slightly puzzled at first, but Nora told us about it, and of course, we saw your mistake. Our sides have been aching ever since! Please don’t feel badly over it at all. Come over to- morrow and we'll make half a dozen pies—won’t you?” “Oh, aren't you a dear! You don’t know what a thief I felt! But it was screamingly funny, wasn’t it? Of course, I'll come over, and love to. Good night.” And Betty hung up with a happy little smile. But when she told Dal about it, she looked very grave as she said, “Wouldn't it have been awful, if she hadn't had a sense of humor, Dal?” “Yes, Betsy, it would have been rather a solemn affair. As it was, it was quite pie-ous, wasn’t it?” A Soul Above Grub IN ll eet te ONGN ILL you have some more salad, Dr. Ross?” But the cynical tone of the Aid Society's president was lost on the doctor, who answered, “Yes, I believe I wili have some salad.” “Say,” came from his partner on the left, “that other Y4 Ww) dish is fuller.” “Pass it along,” whispered the doctor between mouthfuls, “and quit you talking, or that glutton across the table will beat us to the cake.” Away back, in the days when Dr. Ross had had ideals, and had dreamed of his future, he had been graduated from the medical course in a leading college. He had even started a thriving practice in his clean, sunny, little office. But—he didn’t have to work,—what was the use, when one had a rich father and many friends? It was much easier to eat and to sleep, and not to worry about the measles or the smallpox epidemic. And so it became his business, not to doctor, but to eat. He ate for pleasure. He ate for recreation. Ile ate early; he ate late. But whenever possible, he ate free of charge. And where could one get such good free meals, and so often, as at the churches of the town? So his religious beliefs were such as to permit rapid transit from one creed to another. For, if the Congregationalists were to give a supper the night after he had gone to a Baptist banquet, he couldn’t bear to miss that splendid supper, just because he had been a Baptist the night before; so he immediately became converted to the Congregationalist’s creed. With very little persuasion, Dick Lee, his faithful lunchman, could see wherein he favored the Congregationalist’s creed, so he, too, forsook his old belief and went to the banquet. On this night, it was the Aid Society of the Methodist church that saw almost tearfully, the doctor and Dick devour a lion’s share of their tooth- some viands. sill,” remarked Dick, after he had mastered his half of the raisin cake, “are you a Presbyterian or a Unitarian?” t all depends. Which are you?” 3oth. The Presbyterians give a supper at six o’clock tomorrow night, and the Unitarian banquet begins at seven. If your digestive organs will allow you to bolt your share of the supper, in time to strike the first course of the banquet, and if you can change from a Presbyterian to a Unitarian on the run, I think we're in line for a grand night of eating.” “I’m ready. I'll tell the worthy ladies of the Presbyterian church that | have a call to cure the mumps. They'll believe me.” Every time Bill’s mind wandered to the thought of the coming banquet, he became ravenously hungry, so he was hungry all day. By five o'clock, he 50 THE ECHO was so nearly famished that he dressed and sat in his dusty, cobwebby of- fice, waiting for Dick. “At last!” he growled, when the door opened, but to his surprise, where he had expected to see Dick, there stood a little lame girl, the daughter of the Methodist Society’s president. “Your’e Dr. Ross, aren’t you?” she began, boldly. “Well, my mama said when she came home from the supper last night, that you hadn't a soul above grub.” “The old gossip!” hissed Bill. “When I asked her what she meant, she said you were just like me, be- cause you always took the biggest piece of everything. And then, I was sorry for you, so I thought I’d come over to see you. I wonder if you feel like me. When I see a great big piece of cake, the biggest piece on the plate, I keep getting hungrier and hungrier, and something just makes me take it. Do you feel like that?” “Exactly. But say, you just tell that ma of yours, that she hasn’t a soul above gossip, will you?” “Oh, I'm afraid to! She'd get cross like she always does when we talk about you. One day | told her I thought you could make my leg stop hurt- ing, and she got awfully cross. She said you couldn’t cure a flea. But you can cure my leg, can’t you? I think you ought to be able to make it stop hurting.” “Yes, I ought, ‘if 1 had a soul above grub,’ as your mother puts it. But what happened to your leg in the beginning to make it hurt?” “Oh, we were riding the fence one day and I fell off. Mama said she couldn't ‘ford to get a doctor from the city, and that you weren’t any good, so it just kept hurting.” “Where does it hurt—here?” And there followed a careful examination of the injured part, to which Dr. Ross gave more serious thought than he had given to anything for years. “Is your mother home, tonight?” he finally asked. “Yes; and she'll scold me, too, for staying so long. I’ll have to run fast!” “Wait a minute, and I'll go home with you; then, maybe, she won’t scold so much.” “Oh, goody! Then you can tell her that yourselfi—that about gossip, you know.” “No, I don’t think we’ll bother to tell her that, this time. We'll just try to show her that she made a mistake in what she said about me.” At the door, the doctor was met with Dick’s cheery, “Hello! Ready? Come on, we're late! Well! who’s this?” x . “I’m not going to the supper, Dick,” quietly replied the doctor. “Nor to the banquet?” inquired his dumfounded lunchman. “Nor to the banquet.” “Say, | wonder if you happen to remember that the Unitarian ladies have reputation of serving the best grub in this town.” “I don’t care a bang if they have! And honest, Dick, I don’t think you THE ECHO D1 have a soul above grub. If you want to know where I’m going, you'll have to tag along.” “And miss the eats?” inquired Dick, in an injured tone. “Oh, say!” as a possible explanation dawned on him, “that cake last night didn’t make you sick, did it?” Dr. Ross turned on him fiercely. “Do you think I’ve lost all traces of respectibility? You think I haven't any good impulses left, don’t you? Well, for your especial benefit, Ill state that I’m not going to that supper at the Christian church next Friday, nor to the social, nor to any social, supper, banquet, or the like given in any future age. Moreover, unless you reform likewise, [11 drop you. I’m going to live on three meals a day, with some good, hard work in between. Do you follow? My first job will be to cure this little girl’s knee, if her mother will let me operate on her.” “So, so! Going to adopt the plain-living and high-thinking plan, are you? Thank you, but I'll have the old style. High living and plain thinking for me. Good night! I go to the banquet!” And he turned on his heel and walked off. The little girl’s mother was loath to trust the doctor, who had been the laughing stock of the town, with anything so serious as an operation on the knee-cap, which caused all the lameness and pain; but she finally gave her consent, when the doctor offered to do the work free of charge. The little girl had no fear, because she was sure Dr. Ross could cure her, even if he didn’t ‘have a soul above grub.’ And cure her he did. A month after the operation she walked, somewhat unsteadily, to be sure, but without a limp. Dr. Ross, too, had a new walk. His shoulders were held back, and his eyes met those of his associates with- out wavering. One morning, after the operation, Dick was startled, in the midst of his dreams, by a severe shaking. After the fog had cleared from his brain, he heard the voice of Bill ordering him to “get up.” As usual, he obeyed. Seated at the breakfast table, Bill began the explanation of his conduct, thus: “Do you know what a glutton, like you, needs? He needs work. I've a fine job for you. Today you are going to help me clean out my office. Yes, washing windows is included. Tomorrow, you are to be my office boy, sec- retary, and handy man, in general, while I start to build up a practice here. The job’s going to last, too. It’s going to be a fight, but you and I are going to attain ‘souls above erub’! See?” Wim. BOARD Dr. Clark Dr, Leppo Lumsden, Secy. OF EDUCATION Mark L. McDonald, Pres. Ney L. Donovan T. F. Brownscombe, Supervising Prin. McConnell ipal rine first Vice—P1 Fi Steele D. Mills M. Wirt Principal L. Searcy, Cc 2a Vice—Prin. O'Meara, L. M. Cr PF. (G Smith E. Abeel i ine THE ECHO is published the second Wednesday of each month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One Year, One Dollar. One Term, Fifty Cents. Single Copies, Fifteen Cents. Address all Communications to the Business Manager. EDITORIAL STAFF Edith Sanford Editor-in-Chief Ruth Dickson Josh Editor Literary Hditor Mildred Turner. Laverne Sutherland livia Smith Z ( Assistant Josh Editors Alfred Shelton Matilda pie Hattie Brand Alice Bernardi. . H I Associate Editors sheen cine Roy Simpson Exchanges prencaeas Ames Peterson..Governing Board Report paEtey Alfred Shelton Debating Notes Mary Coleman..... F Eee Mary Thompson. .--Athletics, Girls : ... School Notes Ida Haynie Chester Case Galen Lee Esther Sinclair atalohalels ART STAFF Denald Cameron ... A. BUSINES S STAFF Elmer Fresher .... Manager Chester Case and Lester Smith... Assistant Managers Another year has come and gone; another class is now ready to pass from the portals of this hall of learning to the wide world beyond. So it happens each June, for Time waits for no one. A small proportion of the students complete the toilsome course and leave, are regretted, perhaps, by a few of the remaining ones, but soon forgotten for the new, interesting faces that appear each fall. Such are the ways of this swiftly-moving world, ever changing, never standing still. This past year has been a prosperous, busy, and happy one for S. R. if S., and is well worth reviewing for a tew minutes of our time. School spirit seems to have permeated throughout the school; there have been fewer “cliques” and class distinctions, less “knocking” and grumbling than usual. The students have taken an interest in something else besides themselves, and have, generally speaking, tried to work for the welfare of the school and their fellow students. Of course, there are exceptions to almost every rule, and there is always a dark and a bright sid e to every question. We have done something, perl laps, during the last year, which we would not be glad THE ECHO 5d to recall; some things have not happened just as we would wish; we have been disappointed and discouraged. But why be a pessimist, when it’s much easier and more beneficial to be an optimist. Then, let us forget the gloomy occasions of the past, except when they may be a lesson to us in the future, and carry with us only the bright, happy memories of our High School days. In reviewing our late efforts, we find that we have done exceptionally well in all lines of student activities. Our debating team was regularly or- ganized this year for the first time, and has several times humbled the proud spirit of other teams, some of a much longer training and experience. Our athletic teams, especially the track team, have won many laurels, to which we are proud to point and exclaim: “See! yonder trophies were won by our athletes of 1o11-12.” In fact, our trophy cabinet is just about filled with such prizes, and, if the teams continue to be so successful, another cabinet will soon be needed. ‘The Echo has also had a brilliant year, financially and otherwise. It has really been the best of the three years of its existence. Contributions havev been quite liberal, many new subscribers were enrolled after the names of the old, and numerous advertisers rendered invaluable assistance. Several worthy productions were received from the students-—productions which added greatly to the contents of the paper. Although the material was not always easy to collect, there was a great deal of talent in the school, from which a large amount of valuable material could be and has been col- lected. The present staff, the majority of whom, being Seniors, are to graduate, will soon give place to the new staff, as in the motto of the 1912 class, ‘The old order changeth, yielding place to the new.” This staff wishes to thank all students who have, in any way, contributed to the welfare and prosperity of this journal; and, in yielding their old accustomed places to new workers, wish that the future staff may have even a more prosperous year than the last has had, and may benefit by the mistakes, blunders, or successes of the old. The Echo takes this occasion to extend thanks to the Elite Studio, for the track, annex, and cup pictures; also for other kind favors given us. E. Westrup O, Smith D. Juell F. Ahl Sinclair Sanford M. Turner D Cameron H, Devote M. Nelson x, Lee Fresher A, Meese R. Simpson E. I. Haynie M. Thompson L. Sutherland M. Coleman A; Shelton A. de Bernardi er Case H. Brand A. Peterson The Alumni notes are not so many as the editor should like to have, but for various reasons, she has been unable to secure a more complete list. So many members of the association have gone away, and we have never heard from them since. The Alumni of the S. R. H. S. number 823. They are living far and near. We have secured the following notes of a small part of this association: The following are attending the University of California at Berkeley: Helen Johnson, Thorne Gale. Nat. Mallory, George Mallory, Leo Noonan, Wallace Ware, Adah Cline, Elois Forsythe, Edna Crane, Syrena Maddox, Don Geary, Arthur Lee and Rachel Lee; while those attending Stanford are: Louis Lambert, French Phares, Anita Haub, Constance Mader, Finlaw Geary and Carl Schaupp. A large number of former S. R. H. S. girls are now attending Normal. Those at San Francisco are: Minnie Cooper, Jean Ross, Irene Norris, Cath- tine Deacon, Cathryne Smythe, Thelma Goodfellow, Gertrude Cnopius, Lily Lewis and Mary Ward. Those at San Jose are: Ruth Luttrell, Mildred Peterson, Norma Brit- tian, Medeline Coffey, Elenor Smith and Ruby Ahl. Still other members of the Alumni have chosen to become nurses. Those who are in that occupation are: Ida Meyers, Berthaleen Caldwell, Elsie Whittaker, Marjorie Jones and Lenora Moodey. Lawrence Moore ’11, is working in Berkeley, and Giles Briggs is a con- tractor there. Jack Sibbald is working for a commission house in San Francisco. Will Lawrence is working in the lumber mills in Shasta county. Natalie Harnden, June ’07, is a missionary in the Orient. Howard Dignan ‘06, and George Barnett or. are at Johns Hopkins Uni- THE ECHO 59 versity. Howard Dignan will compete in the great Olympic games at Stock- holm. Ernest Strout, of 1897, and John Little, 1896, are mining enginners iu Mexico. Jesse Rea and Bessie Rea Fruen are recovering perfect health in Mexico. Millie Barnett, June ‘o8 (now Mrs. Alvin Cox), lives in Manila. Mr. and Mrs. Moleolm Yonker (Hazel Wadsworth) have found a happy home in Honolulu. Ada Royal, Floy Pedigo, Evelyn Mitchell, Alice Bumbaugh, Harriet Smith and Louise Floyd, are teaching about the bay. Hattie Haub, of 18098, is pursuing her scientific investigations at the Boston “Tech.” Mrs. Fred Schaupp (“Chat Hathaway) is now in California on a visit. Her home is in far-away Alaska. Bess Woodward, of 1901, is soon to return from a visit in the East. She spent happy days in New Orleans enjoying the famous Mardi Gras. Rose Moodey, 1900, returned this spring from a long trip abroad. She perfected her musical education in Germany and has already taught in the California public schools. Of the teachers in Sonoma county, 25% are S. R. H. S. alumni. Of the 47 teachers in the Santa Rosa public schools, 27 are 5S. R. H. S. alumni. Finlaw Geary, of 1906, is filling a position in the diplomatic corps of the United States, in Sidney. Hazel Graham and Grace DuBois are training in the U. C. Hospital to be nurses. Ralph W. Potter, the class president of June ‘10, has a splendid position with Crane Co., in Oakland. Ray Jeans, the post of June ‘10, has done good work on “The Pelican,” supplying humorous squibs for that college paper. Nellie Wright, of Dec. ‘07, is one of the faculty in the San Francisco Normal. Percy E. Davis, 1901, is now assistant to the Superinte ndent of Collec- tions in the Pacific Telephone Telegraph Co., San Francisco. The following are a few notes of some oi the alumni who have remained in Santa Rosa Clara Van Wormer ‘oo, and Geneva Brittian ‘11, are working for Luthe Burbank. Bruce Bailey ’07, is bookkeeper for the Rose City Mill and Lumber Co Charles Gould ’10, has gone into the clothing business here. Reta Berka is now at her home on B street. Anabell Lee ’11, is working for the Sonoma Fruit and Produce Co. Bernice Knight ’o9, is at the abstract office. Lettie B. Riddle ‘04 (now Mrs. Yost), is librarian and stenographer at her old home, S. R. H.-S: Ross Moodey, 1901, is engaged in business here with his father, in the firm of R. C. Moodey Son. 60 THE ECHO Miss May McMeans ’05, had leave of absence for several months for an Eastern trip, but is again at her work in the Fremont school. The members of the.S. R. H. S. Alumni gave a dance at Native Sons’ Hall Friday evening, May 17. There was a good attendance of former High School students and everyone had an enjoyable time. SEE HOW WE GROW At the Old Fourth Street High Y éar No. Grad’s. Year No. Grad’s. 1878 1889 1880 1881 1891 1885, | 5 1892 1885, yon 1893 1886 1894 1887 1895 1888 : At the Present High School Meat No. Grad’s. Year No. Grad’s. 1896 : 1904, Dec. 1897 1905, June 23 1898 1905, Dec 13 1899, June : 1906, June 24 1899, Dec. 1906, Dec. 16 1900, June 1907, June 23 1900, 1907, Dec. 16 1901, June 1908, June 28 1901, Dee. 1908, Dec. 1902, June 3c 1909, June 1902, 1909, Dec. 1903, 1910, June 1903, Dec. IOI1, Jun e 1904, June e 1912, June The past year has been a success along the social line, as well as in other ways, for the students of the S. R. H. S. There have been receptions, dances, special programs, regular W ednesday morning programs, debates, etc. The various pro- erams and events have been printed from issue to issue, and therefore will not be reprinted in this number. The school closes June 14, for a two months’ vacation. It is hoped that all will have a pleasant time and, with the exception of the graduates, will come back refreshed and ready for work again in the fall. There has not been much of importance going on since the Rose Carni- val. Before Carnival, the Juniors were busy preparing their float. The float took no prize, but the class was able to pay expenses from the bonus fund. (here was also a little money left that was placed in the class treasury. The Sixth and Seventh terms have organized already and have bought their class pins. These two terms are now paying class dues in order to vive the Seniors a dance in commencement week. Mrs. Mills has been quite busy of late, training for the May fete; never- t heless, she has provided special programs for us every Wednesday morning. The following are the programs rendered since the spring vacation: April 24—Mr. Eli Jacobs gave us a clarionet solo, which was appre- ciated by all. (a) Spring’s Awakening (b) Serenade Badene May 8— Vocal Solo Flora Blane Piano Solo Mallory May 15— Piano Solo Trachman 62 THE KCHO Vocal Solo Heten T raser May 22.— Benne cals Carl Steinnort Violin Solo rthur Farnlof Vocal Solo lfred Shelton The Senior play, “What Happened to Jones,” given at the Columbia Theatre Tuesday evening, May 28, was a “howling” success. The cast was as follows: Jones red Pederson Ebenezer Goodly . Vernon Ning Mrs. Goodly Grace Dougherty Antony Goodly (Bishop) lfred Shelton Minerva, Ebenezer’s daughter Reyna Berka Cissy, Ebenezer’s ward da Smith Marjorie, Ebenezer’s daughter Gladys Hodgson Fuller, superintendent of asylum Otto Berger Holder policeman Charles Roberts Bigbee, crazy Indian Raegan Talbot Helma, Swedish servant girl Doris Meyers Richard Hetherly (in love with Marjorie) . Hockin Alvina, sister of Mrs Goodly Miller Now the term has ended, Wisdom’s Ways It fills each heart with cheer; If wisdom’s ways you'd wisely seek, Our work we have suspended, live things observe with care— That to us is so dear. Of whom you speak, to whom you speak, And how, and when, and where Vacation has come at last And the thought of every brain, Elere catomeldmicentarclee ae i e “: Ns . Phough the days will quickly pass, The place where I w eye : � place where ras born; Ts, “they shall ass in vain.” ; , not pass in vain. Where the corn is full of kernels —EL RK. And the Colonel's full of corn. Galen Lee’o9. Another school year has closed, and we can safely say that it has been H. S.’s banner year in athletics. We have won the S. N. 5. Go Ag twice, and the N. W. S. L. once. We won the Cogswell dual meet. We took second in the N. W. S. L. once, made 15 points in A. A. L., and a creditable showing in the Stanford Interscholastic and Big “C” meets. Besides these performances, in general, there have been five high school records broken. To Chapman and Drake belong the most honor—for breaking two each. Chapman ran the half mile in 2:2, and the mile in 4:30; while Drake threw the discus 108 feet, and hammer 162 feet, 6 inches. Lee tied the record in the high jump on 5 feet 9 inches. Most of the credit for our victories on the track goes to Mr. Steele, who is our coach: and to Mr. Searcy, who stood back of us and made it possible for us to have a track team. Both, together with Mr. Brownscombe, were influencial in getting our new track. The school should be proud to have such men at the head. Fred McConnell, another member of our faculty, deserves much credit for introducing Rugby, and for coaching the football team. He developed a good team, considering the fact that the game is new on the coast and the material with which he had to work was “green.” TRACK swell of San Saturday, May 4, our track team won a dual meet Irom Ce Francisco. The meet was not easily won, as the score of 73 to 07 wi We were doubly anxious to win, not ll show, and each event was fought to a finish. only because we were to receive a handsome cup, but because it was the first meet on our new school track. This dual contest was pronounced the 64 THE ECHO best ever held in Santa Rosa—being a financial success as well as a good field day. We were particularly strong in the field events, scoring 41 points to Cogswell’s 22; while in the track events we lost—Cogswell scoring 45 to 32. It was also surprising to know that we made 8 points in five events, while the visitors scored 8 points in three events. Cameron ran in good form and took second in the mile and half mile runs. Chapman won, of course. Clark ran a good race in the 440 and won without much exertion. He also ran a good lap in the relay. Rerults : 50 yard dash—Upchurch (C.), first: Payne (C.), second: Wilson (S. R. third. Time, :5-4. 100 yard dash—Payne (C), first: Forsyth (C), second; Wilson (S. R. third. Time, :10-3. 220 yard dash—Payne (C.), first; Wilson (S. R.), second: Rogers, (S. R.), third. Time, :25. 440 yard dash—Clark (S. R.), first; Doyle (C), second: Rogers (S. third. Time, :56-2. 880 yard dash—Chapman (S. R.), first; Cameron (S. R.), second: Mur- ray'(C.), third. Time, 2:8. Mile—Chapman (S. R.), first; Cameron (S. R.), Seconds wlevach «(Gyr third. Time 4:54. 120 yard hurdles—Colby (C), first; Upchurch (C), second: Lee eS} third. Time :17, 220 yard hurdles—Colby (C), first; Lee (S. R.), second: Upchurch (C third. Time, :27. Relay—Cogswell won. High jump—Lee (S. R.), first: Forsyth (C), second; Upchurch (C), third. Height, 5 feet 9 inches, Hammer throw—Drake (S. R.), first : King (S. R.), second; Palmer (C), third. Distance, 159 feet 1 inch. Discus throw—Drake (S. R.), first: Lambert (S. R.), second; Merritt (S. R.), third. Distance, 108 feet 5 inches. Javelin throw—Upchurch (C.), first: Venici (C), second; Clark. (S. R.), third. Distance, 123 feet. Broad jump—Colby (C.), first: Larimer (S. R.), second; Lambert (S. R.), third. Distance, 20 feet 6 inches. Pole vault—Lambert and Lee (S. R), tied for first; Allen (C.), third. Height, 10 feet 5 inches. Shot put—Lambert (S. R.), first; Peterson (C.) third. Distance, 43 feet 9% inches. Santa Rosa won, n Somalis Gierdie (0S% due to efforts of veterans, with the exception of three Freshmen—Rogers, Larimer and Merritt. his is the last field day for our spring season and we lose a lot of good THE ECHO i) men by graduation. They are the following: Clark, Wilson, King, Lambert and Cameron. Charles Clark has won his block “S” in three branches of athletics— track, baseball and football. He has managed and captained teams, and all in all, is one of the most prominent men S. R. H. 5. has turned out. Earl Wilson has taken part in four branches of athletics—track, basket- ball, baseball and Rugby. Earl has a large number of medals for track and is one of the best basketball guards in the State. He has been basketball captain since ‘09, and is a veteran of about thirty games. He has also been general manager of athletics. Vernon King has specialized in the hammer throw and has a record of 156 feet 6 inches. Walter Christie (the California trainer), said that Ning was the best man for his weight that he had ever seen. He will enter Stan- ford, and we hope he will be as successful there as fhe dias ones dns tl anoe Donald Cameron is one of the most popular athletics ‘in S. R. H. S., and we will be sorry to lose him. He certainly is a wonderful distance runner for his size. Bill Lambert, who hails from Suisun, has kept up the reputation of the family as an athlete and a jolly good fellow. He has made a success in foot- ball, track and baseball. “Brick” holds the league record in the pole vault of 11 feet 1 inch. He is a broad jumper of no mean ability, and puts the shot forty-five feet. Ben Drake of June’11, who has been taking a post graduate course, is the best hammer thrower S. R. H. S. has ever turned out. He holds three records now and did hold four. His “big C” record being broken this year. leaves him with the Northwestern Sub League record, S. N. S. GAD eeand S. R. H. S. records. Both Stanford and California have scouts out for Ben, but California will be the lucky one, as he will enter there next semester. He has been our track captain this season. It seems hard to lose all these veterans, and some will say that our track team will be worthless next season. It is true that we will miss them, but our prospects are bright, as we have men of ability left, such as: Chapman, Pedersen, Larimer, Covey, Peterson, Rogers, Merritt, Churchill, Talbot, Rus- sel, Lindsten, O’Connor, Argyle, Bettini, Mitchell and others. We are glad to learn that R. Talbot will train again next year. He isa half mile runner of some ability, having already earned his “S7 in thissevent: Besides these men, Wayne Weeks, who left school last term, will return. He has been putting the shot 45 feet and can run the high hurdles in fast time. He certainly is a wonderful athlete for a boy. He weighs about 170 pounds now. It is always to the interest of S. R. H. S. for the members of the various branches of athletics to help the grammar schools. The writer has had the privilege of training the Burbank track team this season, and thinks he has developed some good material for S. R. H. S. The following men will enter from Burbank: Mait. Hall, sprinter; Tub Overton, football and weights ; Veo Simpson (captain), pole vault, broad jump, baseball and basketball; Cal 66 THE ECHO Rohrer, sprints; Louis Genesa, pole vault; and another Maroni for our base- ball team. They held their County Grammar School field meet May 18, Petaluma winning ; Burbank, second; Fremont, third; Windsor, fourth (coached by Argyle); and Healdsburg, fifth. The two Santa Rosa schools captured two cups and we are proud of them. Ora Meyer from Fremont, will make a S. R. H. S. sprinter some day. Boost and help the Grammar schools. BASEBALL We played Analy another game of baseball and easily defeated them by the score of 17 to 6. The game was well played by S. R., the feature being Clark’s pitching, and J. Maroni’s batting. Santa Rosa scored the first in- ning and by heavy hitting, kept it up all through the game. The attitude of the Analy team and of Mr. Williamson was not popular, and it might be said that they are not “game” losers and have a tendency toe scrabey Joe Lombardi has been coaching us, and the speedy little Californian certainly has the “dope” on all the plays. We wore our new baseball suits for the first time. They are blue with white trimmings. The letters S. R. H. S. are on the front of the shirt. The caps and socks ar e white. Our prospects for next season are bright, as we lose only Clark and Lee. We will have Bettini, the Maroni brothers, Argyle, Christ (captain), Birch, Leard, Cooper, Lindstein and others. BOYS’ BASKETBALL Boys’ basketball was a success in every line this year. We won four out of six games, being beaten twice by Berkeley High, who has the best team on the coast. Our players this year were all veterans, with the ex- ception of one guard. E. Wilson, R. Miller. R. Jones, C. Gore, E. Young and G. Lee were the team, and all played good basketball. The prospects for next season are not so bright as usual, because every member of this year’s team will not be in school next year. This is unfor- tunate, as it is hard to build up a Winning team if you have no old material on which to work. Irving Bennets will be a good center, however, and if we can develop two forwards and two guards, we will be all right. WEARERS OF THE “Ss” Since the Student Body adopted the new Constitution, it is harder to earn the school letter, but the following are the honored ones to date: L. Bettini, track; E. Wilson, track and basketball; C. Clark, baseball, track and football; S. Rogers, track: F. Argyle, track: J. Coon, track; R. Miller, track and basketball; L. Chapman, track: G. Lee, track, baseball and basketball ; R. Jones, basketball: E. Young, basketball: C. Gore, track; F. Pedersen, track; W. Lambert, track: V. King, track; B. Drake, track. V, King, G. Lee, F. Pedersen, Rogers, Clark (manager), I, D, Steele (coach.) Peterson, Cc, a So) ica} fe C, Cameron, E. Wilson (captain), D. L, Chapman, B, Drake, C, Merritt, Left to Right Meese, A, THE ECHO LEE, AS AN ATHLETE By Donald Cemeron All of our athletes have been spoken of, except our star athlete, Lee. irom Fulton. As he is too modest to write about himself, let me say a few words about him. Galen Lee is our best all-around athlete, and, as he has completed his studies as far as the High School is concerned, intending to enter California University this fall, the school will lose one of its best stu- dents, not only in athletics, but in all phases of school activities. In track, Lee made 13 points in the dual meet with Cogswell—more than any other Santa Rosa man. Hle tied the record of 5 feet 9 inches in the high jump, could have broken the record in the pole vault, but the coach wished him to save himself for the relay ; ran the best lap in the relay, gaining over 25 yards cn his man; and got second in the low, and third in the high hurdles, run- ning against some of the best hurdlers of the Bay cities. In basketball, Lee could not be excelled. He made the All-Star team of the A. A. L. in this sport. Lee is catcher on the S. R. baseball team, and is doing some fine work. He played on the Rugby football team, and made the only try for S. R. in the championship game with Napa. Lastly, Lee cannot be excelled as a yell leader. Six cheers! for Galen Lee. wishing him success in the University. Lee! Rah! Rah! Rah!—Rah! Rah! Rah! Ask Frances Who has a winning smile? Who used to run the mile? Teacher—What was Washing- ton’s farewell address? Pupil—Heaven, if remember Ask Frances. rightly, Who sits in II, first row, one? oe Miss Mailer (Botany)—What an- imal is satisfied with the least nour- ishment ? Who’s always ready for some fun? Ask Frances. Whom did we see at the Elite? M. Thompson—Moths; they eat Who do you think put up for the treat? Ask Frances. Who is who and why? You cannot guess. Don’t try. Ask Frances. holes. Miss Leddy (Eng. I.)—What is a love ditty? May H—Why, its a love affair, isn't it? seas Our Trophies H. Brand A. Shelton As the close of school draws near, the tendency the months gone by, and see what has beet been broken, who has made good on the t who will “ mind turns to his studies——the work cove blank cards, passed, or failures, are charg anore subjects must be completed before er And so, following that natural trend of review of the year’s work ‘has been organized as a school and league last term, we received word that we were t the preliminary contest in the league series. sion was that of “International and the following chosen to represent th Wright and Hattie Brand, with Douglas was held in Sebastopol, in the Anz uly High ber 8, IOII, and was a victory for Santa Re This was the first incentive for the w« a school activity. Although it was already those interested met and organized of this work. a Deba Owing to the lateness in the wait and prepare for the debates of the con At the first meeting of the Society in t wrder was the election of officers, be all right with a little more training?” Arbitration.” with nearly the R. Wright . Simpson is to glance back over accomplished, what records have rack, who has lessened in ability, And, red and accomplished, how many from athletics, one’s ed to his account, or how many aduation. thought, | will take up a careful debating, the first year in which this subject Soon after the first of Analy, The subject chosen for discus- activity. ) prepare for a debate with Tryouts and a final were held Case, Ruth The debate on the evening of Decem- e sschool= 76 oe Cameron, alternate. School, sa. rk of organization of late in the term, debating as about fifteen of ting Society for the advancement term, nothing could be done, save ling CELI his semester, the first business in same result as that of last THE ECHO fp term, as follows: President, Alfred Shelton; vice-president, Ruth Wright; secretary, Chester Case. Jesse Lingenfelter, at a regular Student Body elec- tion, had been chosen as Debating representative on the Governing Board. The question of the “Direct Election of United States Senators” was then taken up, outlined, briefed, and discussed, for it was the question chosen by Sonoma High. The same team which represented us at Analy, with the exception of the choice of Simpson, as alternate, was chosen to uphold our side of the question against Sonoma. This debate was held in the Assembly hall at Santa Rosa, on the evening of February 9, 1912, and was very close and interesting. It was also won by Santa Rosa. The team having won two league debates, the members were now entitled to the gold debating “S”. Then came up for consideration the subject of the final debate with St. Helena. Many questions were considered, the one the “Recall of the Judiciary” being adopted. This question was then submitted to St. Helena, that she might choose her side for the coming debate. In the meantime, a practice debate, upon the same subject, was ar- ranged with Analy, and held on the evening of April 26, at Santa Rosa. The Santa Rosa team, upholding the negative side of the question, was this time composed of Alfred Shelton, Roy Simpson and Chester Case. This time Analy won. Then came the preparation for the final. The old team, Chester Case, Hattie Brand and Ruth Right, again represented the School. On the even- ing of May 7 the debate was held in the Santa Rosa High, and proved a very enjoyable affair. St. Helena was represented by the following team: Ed- ward Bruck, Evelyn Grant and Orion Squires. The question, the same as debated with Analy, read, “Resolved, that an Amendment be added to the Constitution providing for the Recall of the Judiciary.” The negative was upheld by St. Helena; the affirmative by Santa Rosa. The musical pro- gram for the evening consisted of a piano solo by Weston Anderson, and vocal solos by Miss Blanche Bonnard and Miss Edith Copeland. District Attorney Clarence F. Lea was chairman of the evening, while C. R. Perrier of Sebastopol, and Messrs. Harrison and Andrews, both of San Francisco, were judges. The debate was close and both sides did justice to the subject. After a deliberation of forty minutes, by a vote of two to one, the decision was awarded to St. Helena, the individual honor of first place, however, be- ing given to Miss Ruth Wright of Santa Rosa. Much has been accomplished in debating—much more remains to be done. A better and stronger organization should be formed, stricter and more binding rules should be drawn up, especiall regarding judges and their methods. To the one to whom literary and athletic activities offer no inducement, a field is open in debating, where he may gain honors and prac- tical results, and at the same time serve his school by supporting a much- neglected side of student activities. STUDENT BODY OFFICERS | R. Simpson L, Sutherland A. Peterson H. Brand Governing Body Report April 23—Regular meeting. C. Clark was allowed $12.53 expenses for track team to “Big C” meet. Baseball manager was allowed one-half ex: penses of team to Analy. April 25—Special meeting. C. Clark was allowed $25 expenses for haul- ing cinders, and 50c for repair of pole. April 30—Regular meeting. Report of March Echo was read, and re- ferred to auditing committee. Helen Nagle was granted her “S” for five games of basketball. At the recommendation of the coach, I. Bennetts and Alice Bernardi were granted numerals. The baseball manager was allowed $10.50 expenses for team to San Rafael. May 7—Regular meeting. No business was transacted. May 10—A. England was given permission to play Analy baseball team at Santa Rosa, May 11. May 14—Regular meeting. Nominations for Student Body election: President—G. Meagher and A. England. First Vice-President—C. Case and A. Meese. Second Vice-President—Emily Rued and Frances Ahl. Secretary—Ruth Dickson, Mary Thompson and C. Anderson. Editor—V. Ross and Dagney Jewell. Girls’ Basketball Manager—Grace Bradford and Helen Nagle. Boys’ Basketball Manager—Irvink Bennetts and F. Cooper. Baseball Manager—A. Bettini and J. Maroni. Representative Debating Society—Ruth Wright and Matilda Nelson. Football Manager—M. Paxton and C. Stuart. Yell Leader—Barbara Dows and E. Koferd. May 21—Regular meeting. As there was no quorum. the Board ad- journed. Take two or three galleys of proof, cut them up into small sections, mix them in a bag, take one section out at a time, placing it in your “dummy” in the same order that you took it from the bag, and you will have the kind of a paper sent out by a few of our exchanges. The natural conclusion is, that the staff of that paper is “dead.” Don’t let your paper be run in this manner, Exchanges. If you lack support, you are not going to get it by issuing a poor paper. Those journals, which are half and sometimes three- fourths advertisements, cannot expect the support of their school. Adver- tising rates should be sufficiently high to pay for your journal, when com- bined with the subscription receipts, and no more. “Stock” covers seem to be popular with a number of our exchanges. Stock covers are inexpensive and save a great deal of trouble for the Art department, but don’t you think, Exchanges, that they soon grow tiresome. A stock cover which is placed upon a different colored cover each issue is not so monotonous, but be sure you place the month of issue upon the bot- tom, thus saving much trouble to the exchanges and yourself. Now, Farewell! May my successor prove acceptable to my numerous friends and critics, who have given The Echo many “boosts” and many points towards making it rank among the best class of exchanges. The Oracle, Montgomery, Ala., is a new exchange, which we are elad to add to our lists. Your material could be more systematically arranged. Put your editorials after, not between, your Literary department. Locals belong just before the ads. Your Athletic department is good. The addi- tion of a few department cuts would improve you ereatly. We would be glad to have you as a regular exchange. High School Review, Toccoa, Ga. (March), arriving late, you received Upon a closer examination of general acknowledgment in our May issue. your paper, the lack of cuts was noticed as well as t of the suggestions offered by your critics. Such a practice should be stopped. You will cause many ¢x Your Exchange department, with that he sarcasm upon the yart of vour Exchange editor towards some 7 D changes to drop you from their lists. 74 THE ECHO exception, would be hard to excel. Your Literary section has many short, but good stories. We hope to see you as a regular exchange. rom Manila High School, P. I., comes the M. H. S. Annual, rgr2. An annual worthy of much praise. Your cuts and material are good. In your next issue it might be well to include a table of contents and an Exchange department. On the whole you present a surprisingly good journal. The Cardinal, Portland, Ore. (April): You have a good Baseball num- ber, but don’t you think it would improve your paper to add an appropriate heading just above your first story? You could place the Staff nearer the Editorials, commencing your stories under the first cut. Your Literary sec- tion is fine, as are the other departments. Why such small type in the “Grinds” department? Your cover design is excellent. The Kuay, Seattle, Wash. (Alumni Number): In regard to your front heading, the remarks concerning The Cardinal, could be well applied to you. We envy you your cartoonist. You have good material. With a few changes in the arrangement of the first few pages, your would attain a big step towards an excellent, all-around school paper. The Junior Edition of The Sotoyoman, Healdsburg, Cal., is an improve- ment over previous issues. Be careful about the arrangement of jokes. We note with pleasure a change in cover stock and also the dropping out of those bottom lines. Wheat, Ritzville, Wash. (April): You have a neat and inexpensive cover. Seems to me that I have read “The Unexpected Inevitable” before, although | may be mistaken, Don’t adopt newspaper cartoons as cuts—it it not suitable. We thank you for the favorable mention given The Echo. The Round Up, Douglas, yo. (April): You seem to have an abund- ance of material, but no cuts. you surely can get cuts, because one does ap- pear in the advértisements. Try to use a large sized type in your next issue. As you are in your second year, we will expect to see you keep on progress- ing. The Columbia News, New York City: Fora grammar school, you have a fine paper. Add a few more cuts. Ixchanges seem to be well reviewed. Come again. One of the best exchanges arriving this month is Caerulea, Long Beach, Cal. The stories are all good. I was particularly pleased with “The Sacri- fice.” The color scheme is excellent. The Poems, Exchanges and other de- partments are cleverly written. You have the honor of being the first ex- change this year to pass without some criticism. new friend from the Philippine Islands is Iloilo. You represent a good deal of work and, judging from other papers received from your section, you are up with, if not superior, to them. We should like to see you add a story or two along with your views of exchanges. | have before me a paper from Binghamton, New York, named The High School Panorama. hy no table of contents? Oh! yes; I see it is hid- THE ECHO 79 den by advertisements. Don’t you think a separate page would be more at- tractive for it? You have a good Literary department. “A New High School” expresses the needs of a modern high school in good form. It. might be better to give your visiting exchanges first mention, followed by their views of your paper. Jokes must be rather hard to find in your school. We are pleased to receive you and hope the suggestion will prove of some value. Rayen Record, Youngstown, Ohio (March): Yours is a newsy paper and full of “spirit.” How about politics in a school paper? It is hardly ad- visable to discuss them in any manner. A new department heading for Jokes and one at the beginning of your paper would improve matters. new exchange is [he Condolier, Venice, Cal. You are just commenc- ing your paper, are you not? | would suggest the addition of a few depart- ment headings and an Exchange department. Come again. Congratulations, Red and White, Vallejo, Cal., upon your new school building. We also have one nearing completion, of which we are justly proud. Vhy not have a few more cuts? Place your Editorials nearer the back of the paper. Material is good. Dictums Est, Red Bluff, Cal. April): You have a neat cover, followed by a couple of good stories. The arrangement of your ads. could be greatly improved; the present system is detrimental to your paper. You class us among the “little” papers, much to our displeasure; your Exchange editor should be more thorough in his criticisms. We are not offended, but merely suggest a closer observation. Trident, Santa Cruz, Cal. (Track Number): It seems to us that you are not up to your usual standard. You are probably preparing your Com- mencement issue, so we will overlook it, hoping to receive you again in your usual good form. Mercury, Milwaukee, Wis., arrived as usual. You are up to the stan- dard set by previous issues. The Rapid Soo, Sioux Rapids, Lowa, is a good paper worth having. We, however, prefer a good-sized monthly to your smaller weekly paper, but arguments can be found to favor both. The May issue of The Owl, Fresno: You like many of the rest, have reserved all your force for your Commencement Number. Start your new volume with a new cover cut. The Almanack, Lake Forest, Ill.: You have what may be termed a “set form paper.” It might be well to change the monotony by getting a different colored cover. We have not receivéd comment on The Icho; do you receive one? We are sorry you did not have more space for your exchanges, The Racquet, Portland, Me. Your stories are as usual. The Oriole, Campbell, Cal.: Your cuts are fine. You surely have a wonderful assistant business manager, judging from the length of his story. Your exchanges could be more fully commented upon. The Wilmerding Life, San Francisco: You arrived just in time for men- tion You have a good appearance. Our Chester Our Chester is a Latin shark, Our Chester with the girls can spark Our Chester is a perfect dear. Our Chester always can debate, Our Chester never fails a date, Our Chester's rather queer. Our Chester is a funny Case, In Everything he takes a place, He brings his teachers joy (?) Our Chester is an all-round sport, His smiles are of the “catching” sort. For our Chester's just a boy. Miss Crane—Now, if I turn to the east and look at the rising sun, what is behind me? Harry Trembley—Your shadow! ‘red Pederson—W hat's the best way to find out what a girl thinks of you? Weston Anderson—Marry her! Amelia Thole—Put me off at the library, please. Conductor—I'd much rather you'd get off quietly, by yourself. TYeacher—Name one animal that provides you with food and cloth- ing. Bright Boy—My mother. Mr. Steele (Hist. I].)—What’s in back of the army? L. Nathanson—The ambulance. Mercy! child, don’t vou know where little boys go who say such words? N. McP.—Yes, to the woodshed. Teacher—Give a quotation from Shakespeare's ‘Julius Caesar.” Bright Pupil— Ah! ha! she cried, in accents wide, and waved her 1 1 wooden leg and died.” x Miss Smith (Com. Arith.)—Now, move your decimal point, or you'll find you have no cents (sense), if you don't. cee Se Feet Miss Mailer (Phys.) — Eloise, name the largest bone in the lower extremities ? 2 Y —The foot. THE Epitaphs of Some of the Senior Boys and Girls Bessie Joaquin— Here in this mouldy earth is laid A very bashful little maid. Doris Meyers— Llere lies a student bold and brave She died to see if she could fill a crave. Bernice Hocker— Here lies the girl with rosy cheeks She bravely died with a rose at her feet. Rodney Jones— Here lies a skater very still, lor once he took an awful spill. Elaine Mallory— In this dark, cold grave is laid, Elaine, the innocent little maid. Alice de B.— Here lies the lassie whose pastime Was arguing with the faculty. Hattie B. Mere lies the bones of one who shrunk, lor she in Latin did not flunk. Hazel Cameron— This little girl was very sweet, The reason why she took sugar for meat. Vernon King— In this small spot lies a very bold lad, But died from effects of a ‘parasol’ stroke. Gladys H.— Here lies a girl who was very sweet, But joyfully died at Pederson’s feet. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ JAR TAFFIES? te NOT? WHY NOT? ECHO Chas. Clark— Here lies a tall and graceful lad, Fell over a toad, the story is sad. Ruth N.— Here lies the girl in a checkered dress, Alas! she tore it and died in dis- tress. Adah Smith— Here lies a girl both tall and slender, But nary a one could easily bend her. Edna Pierce— Here lies a girl with wavy hair, She lost a lock and died in despair. lorrest was to have a birthday party, to which Genevieve C. was invited. Meeting him on the street a few hours before the appointed time, she told him she could not come, because she had been unable to get him a present. Forrest smoothed it over by saying, “Oh, that’s all right; just bring the money.” Fred P. (the would-be Hamlet )— What do you think of my acting? Weston A.—That’s not acting; that’s misbehavior. When Eddie K. was first allowed to eat cherries, it was impressed on him that he must not swallow the seeds. A short time afterwards he was given the cooked cherries from Looking up, he the cherry pie. asked, “Who spit out the seeds? Hattie, McKinney Titus COMPLETE HOUSE FURNISHINGS Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 FOURTH STREET, SANTA ROSA THE Mr. Carithers—Go away and let me read, you bothersome baggage. Gladys C.—Well, if 1 am baggage, don’t you think I ought to have a check? Se ie oe Senior—Your pa will lick you, if he knows you are out here skating on this thin ice. Freshie—But he won't know it. He is busy writing my composition and doing my lessons for me. “Where is the wild West?” “Gosh! stranger, can't you read? In the current magazines; where do you expect to find it—running around loose?” uk ee oe) ek Clyde S.—Were you ever in war, Cliff? Clifford M.—I should say I was. We suffered many hardships. One day I didn’t have anything to eat for three days. Hazel K.— Vhat are banana skins good for, anyway? Lois L—Why, they make slippers out of them. Olivia S$—What have you on for this evening, Ned? Ned L. (walking away)—Nothing but this light suit! HS Ok ke Mrs. Mills (at Glee Club)—We will now sing, “How Can T Leave Thee” in two parts. ECHO There’s a Reason Auntie asked little Clyde what he wanted to give Clifford M. for his birthday. Clyde—Oh, I know, but I ain’t big enough. Advice to Latin Pupils—“ Get a pony and enjoy life. Latin is a dead language, but unfortunately it isn’t buried.” eS ae Miss Crane—Emma, did you ever see the Catskill mountains? Emma—No, but I’ve seen them kill mice. Miss Wylie—Parse “Court.” “Court is a verb, active, indicative mood, present tense, and agrees with all the girls in the neighborhood.” From 1:00-1:40 (Study Hall) Mildred Turner sat in her seat, Elsie Spencer fell asleep; Dale Wetzler hummed a chord, And Chop. Roberts sang, “Praise the Lord.” Miss Smith (Geom. I.)—What is a rhombus? Agnes V.—It is a square that somebody has sat down on. ek ee ce ee Miss Wylie—What is the passive voice of “I am doing?” Velma M.—I am done. Tel. 842 Orders Called for and Delivered COLTRIN’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Sante Rosa 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. Specialists in Fitting Glasses THE ECHO 79 Mother, know he’s the light of my heart. Mother—Well, you know we put the light out at ten. i OE a Bk Daughter darling, you Teacher—Johnny, what is a hypo- crite? Johnny—A boy wot comes to school with a smile on his face. Miss O’Meara—W hat year? makes a Juliet Johnson (pride of English II]. a)—The earth rotates 365 times on its axes. e « x Ireshie Girl—Do you ever: use slang? Alice de B.—Nit! my maw would biff me on the beak, if | even made ? a stab at any dope like that, see: Miss ©’Meara III. and holding up the picture of (addressing Eng. Shakespeare)—I want you to be- come acquainted with this man. This is Julius Caesar. Miss Leddy (Latin II. C. Case translating )—Now, Chester, pay at- tention to your text; you don’t see anything when you look at me. Leatha Spooncer—I want to get a hair ribbon. Clerk—How long do you want it? Leatha S.—I'd like to have it as long as it lasts. D. S—Don't you despise people who are always kicking? N. S.—Not always. mire very much. Some I ad- D. ‘S:.—For instance? N. S.—Chorus girls! The rain it falls upon the just, And also on the unjust fellers ; But chiefly on the just, because The unjust has the just’s umbrel- lers. Miss Wirt—What tense do I use when I say “I am beautiful?” Louise P.—The past tense. Harry's Uncle—What do you sup- pose? Harry has just rescued that young widow from being drowned. Harry’s Aunt—Oh, dear; now we'll have to rescue Harry. Intelligent student (picking up a Caesar)—Huh, Latin’s easy. I wish I had taken it. Look here: parte dux in aro—party of ducks in a row. passus sum iam—pass us some jam. boni legis Caesarus—bony legs of Caesar. Father — What! another new dress? Daughter—You needn't be cross; [ bought it with my own money . Father—Where did you get it? Daughter—I sold your fur coat. BEFORE BUY- ING YOUR PIANO GET PRICES FROM SONOMA VALLEY MUSIC COMPANY 516 Fourth Street Santa Rosa CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS 721 Fourth Street Phone 124 BOHO ADVERTISEMENTS SANTA ROSA BUSINESS COLLEGE The Leading Commercial College of the West Do you know that on an average two graduates a week pass from the Santa Rosa Business College into the great business world? They secure and hold the best posi tions—advance the most rapidly—because they were properly and thoroughly trained in exactly the Things Required in Every Modern Business Office. Fifteen graduates placed in positions during the last thirty days at salaries ranging from $35 to $75 per month. tt a) lm oan See, 7 rs ine Px Rr TO YOUNG MEN—The Santa Rosa Business College offers you the opportunity of a lifetime. Here you may receive that training that insures for you a successful life; successful in business, successful socially, and successful in all that makes life worth living. Instead of the pick, the hoe, and the shovel, you may have the pen, the office, and the cultured mind. Instead of the ignorant foreigner, the Chinaman, and the Jap, you have for your daily companions men of standing, wealth, and intelligence, without whose influence it is impossible to reach your highest destiny in business and in social intercourse, TO YOUNG WOMEN—This Institution offers you all that it offers young men. Education, the kind that is most valuable and usable, the kind that will lift you to a higher plane than the drudgery of household service, the kind that pleasant and desirable employment with ation. The huncreds of successful business, giving excellent satisfaction, compelled to call upon papa for spenc both ends meet, are living testimoni done for them and can do for you, TO TAKE A COURSE AT THE SANTA ROSA BUSINESS COLLEGE IS TO INSURE SUCCESS J. S. SWEET, A. M. A. J. FUSCHIA President Vice-President E. VIRGINIA GRANT, Principal Stenographic Dept. will lead you to fair and sometimes highly profitable remuner- young lady graduates of this institution now in earning their own money, independent, not being ing money when he is, perhaps, struggling to make als of what the Santa Rosa Business College has C. R. SWEET, M. Accts. Secretary ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS 81 RAH! RAH! RAH! Young Gentlemen AN OFFICIAL S. R. H. S. BELT Given with each suit sold to a High School Student Brooks Clothing Co. Santa Rosa’s Modern Store “Your Photograph” Harmonious Tone Correct Lighting Graceful Pose Correct Styles and Courteous Treatment Make the Appointment Today Use the Phone Flite Studio WM. McCLEARIE, Prop. Phone 640 Next to Bernardi Hotel 359 Fifth St. SANTA ROSA ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Of the three languages do you speak—English, Baseball, or Motor? Half the motoring world talks “FORD”—and one-third of it rides in FORD cars. Every FORD owner is a FORD booster. Be a FORD Booster. Scheiffer Auto Co., Agents 412 Mendocino Avenue SANTA ROSA, CAL. me Study Our System and become a member of our Mutual Business Organization Derive the profits of co-operating with your fellowmen The California Rochdale Co- Thirn Street C. I. FRESE, Manager Phone 57 ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Boys, Don’t Forget If there is anything on the market that we haven’t 'got, we'll have it. Buy “‘real live’’ merchandise from “‘real live’’ merchants ( Hodgson- Henderson Company ROYAL J. H. McNEE J. B. KENT R. A. TAFFINDER GRAND GARAGE Mitchell and Haynes Motor Cars Motors Rewound and Repaired Electric Autos FIRST CLASS REPAIR WORK BATTERIES RECHARGED Phone 166 CARS FOR RENT OPEN DAY AND NIGHT Third and Main Streets SANTA ROSA, CAL. BHCHO ADVERTISEMENTS Every School Fvverywhere: Write to James A. Morgan for your Class Pins. His designs are lovely and the finish perfect. He also makes Medals. The address is 2627 Dwight Way, Berkeley, California. Santa Rosa High Phone 33 Res. Phone 284 (eae oP BSE: Lumber Dealer All Kinds of Building Material College Avenue . Near S. P. Depot Santa Rosa, Cal. HCHO ADVERTISEMENTS 85 | a Ae ae A: ES ERG SAO — GIES. RS GT : HE UNUSUAL SERVICE offered to Business Man- agers and Editorsin compiling School and College Annuals Our Organization of Fifty Skilled Artists and Engrav- ers, each man a specialist in his line, will co-operate with you and create the kind: of illustrating, designing and engraving you desire By accepting this Service you get the Commercial Art Co. Quality and the Particular Service you require ot eae ‘ 4 ie atk a, os ard THE LARGEST AND BEST EQUIPPED ENGRAVING ESTABLISHMENT ON THE COAST ommercial Art @ 53 THIRD STREET SAN FRANCISCO CAL. ARTI LS CATALOG ENGRAVERS AND COLOR DESIGNERS PLATE MAKERS ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS S. K. Dougherty ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Santa Rosa California Mrs. Frances McG. Martin ATTORNEY-AT-LAW AND NOTARY PUBLIC Suite |, Livernash Bld., Santa Rosa 41 Fourth Street Santa Rosa, Cal, J. R. Leppo Atlorney-at-Law Santa Rosa Bank Building Rolf L. Thompson ATTORNEY Dougherty-Shea Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Miss O'Meara (Eng. VII.)— What do the poems L’Allegro and £1 Penseroso represent? Weston A.—Happy Hooligan and Gloomy Gus! NN : SS S | oO 9 7) fe) it § re rs 19) ul 9 fe) = 3 ° a z ry = Ww) 0) vt PIANOS MANAGER Jo SrtA Ley. C. Mortimer Chapi TEACHER OF VIOLIN Studio—Room 31, Masonic Building Phone 354 Miss Leddy (Latin [.)—What word do we have coming from “op- timus”—meaning best? Dale W.—Optimo sigars. SANTA ROSA NORMAL SCHOOL This excellent institution under the able direction of Professor A. C. Me- Means is doing a splendid work for young people who wish to make teaching their profession. To those who have not the means to take the course of two years at a State Normal, this school is agreat privilege. wonderful success in qualifying his students for the If you wish to enter the profession of teaching, or self for further advancement and better salaries, pl instruction of Professor McMeans. Professor McMeans has had teachers’ examinations. wish to better qualify your- ace yourself under the JASE SE SIWwaAReary President Santa Rosa Business College. HCHO ADVERTISEMENTS 87 SE POWER tes: WR? POWTER: Dreas: S25. VOUGEHDScey: Our Motto: Endeavor to Please. J H. Potter Hardware Co. Sanitary Plumbing Waterloo Boy, Foos Gasoline and Distillate Engines Sampson Windmills, Steam, Hand and Power Pumps Colorado, Elwood Fencing, Waukegan Barbed Wire Incubators, Oil Burners, Chick Founts and Brooder House Equipment 636, 638 Fourth Street, Santa Rosa Phone 380 BACK TO THE FARM HURRAH! LIGHT for every Home TELEPHONE for every Home COUNTRY ELECTRIC Cookers MOTORS for Pumping ELECTRIC Washers ELECTRIC IRON for SAVES You Money the LAUNDRY Increases VALUE of your SAVES You Work Property : SERVICE F. L. WRIGHT, Mer. Phone 204 Santa Rosa DS adic oe Mee ue ee Pe ee 8s ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS he Largest Typewriter Sale in History “Gen ‘Ghousand Underwood Typewriters Have been sold to the Western Union Telegraph Com- pany for use in all offices throughout its vast organi- zation. All Telegrams, Night and Day Letters in the future, will be typewritten on the Underwood. Every well known writing machine was carefully con- sidered by the purchasing committee and the Under- wood won from the standpoints of practical utility and mechanical construction. wT SE EEeE—eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesms@sswré @——_CO”™OOOOO™OOOrr—wrvwvwr,| “The Machine You Will Eventually Buy’’ Underwood Typewriter Co. Incorporated 133 Sutter Street San Francisco, Cal. BCHO ADVERTISEMENTS 89 The Car with the Ten-Thousand-Mile Guarantee George C. Schilling, Agent 205-207 Fourth Street, Santa Rosa, Cal. AUTOMOBILES BICYCLES SPORTING GOODS A Touch of Nature A cut-out border to the wall adds a charm to a room impossible with the ordinary frieze. It suggests out of doors; living things. The effect is natural, rather than artificial. The Maxwell line of Wall Paper in- cludes a well-selected variety of cut-out borders. Our decorators know how to apply them properly. Coming in, did you say? We guarantee our Rose City Paint to LEY D. K. HAW. be equal to any on the market. and if it is not perfectly satisfactory your 407 Mendocino Avenue Phone 494R SANTA ROSA, CAL. money will be refunded. Ge ee a oe ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS YE ART SHOP Pennants, Posters Art Goods Cc. M. BRUNER 426 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Phone 424R GREEK-AMERICAN CANDY KITCHEN A. COKALES, Prop. 419 Fourth Street SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Mr. Steele (Hist. IT.)—What was one of the great mistakes of Na- poleon? Lester N.—His marriage ! ok 1K Literary Boarder (fastening his eyes on the hash—Kindly pass the “Review of Reviews.” HEALEY SHOE Co. Sm Best Shoes a Earth $2.50 $3.50 $3.00 $4.00 Overton Hotel Block SANTA ROSA BUY YOUR DRUGS AT G. M. LUTTREL L’S PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST (THE REXALL STORE) When in Want of Flour Ask for ROSE BRAND NEW MILL NEW MANAGEMENT SANTA ROSA FLOUR MILLS Co. Plants for the Garden Roses in assortments. Carnations, eight varieties, all colors; Helitrope, light and dark; (ierenums, all colors; Delphinium, (Hardy Larkspur) ; Salvia;Oriental Poppy; Chrysanthemum, twelve choice varieties. Other hardy Perenials. Prices reasonable, stock first-class. FRED GROHE Florist McDonald Avenue Bianchi Bros. RESTAURANT LITTLE PETE, Mer. Occidental Block SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Consolidated Vehicle Go. 309 Fourth St., Santa Rosa Buggies, Wagons, Gas Engines Wire Fence, Automobiles J. R. DAUGHERTY, Mgr. ‘Patronize Our . Advertisers ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS 91 Sonoma County Fruit Produce Co,, Ine. GOOD PLACE FOR GOOD GROCERIES Fourth and Wilson Streets CALL FOR TENNIS SHOES Shoes Half Soled at The Missouri Shoe Store LOWEST PRICES 125 Eourth St. Phone 87 SANTA ROSA Santa Rosa, Cal. LOG CABIN BAKERY J. C. NATHANSON Prop. Leading Wholesale and Retail Bakery in Sonema County 717 Fourth St. SANTA ROSA YOUNG MOTHERS There is no use carrying your babies when you can get a TOURIST GO-CART the best and strongest made You can raise a whole family in one TOURIST. All Styles Now on Exhibition Santa Rosa Furniture Co., Exclusive Agents Fourth and A Streets Santa Rosa, Cal. Snappy, Stylish R. C. MOODEY SON Zelma—Mamma, teacher whipped a boy for whispering in school, to- day. Mrs. C.—Well, that was right. Z.—But he hollered ten times as loud as he whispered. J. C. MAILER HARDWARE Co. For all kinds of Fine Hardware FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. Misses Lambert Fine Millinery SANTA ROSA, CAL. ‘PHONE 7063 314 B STREET 92 ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS 412 FOURTH STREET KETTERLIN BROS. HARDWARE Cutlery Safety Razors Fishing Tackle Guns and Ammunition SANTA ROSA, CAL. Noonan Meat Co. The only State Inspected Slaughter- house north of San Francisco. No Insist on Flies or Spoiled Meats. your Meats being chilled at Noonan’s FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA When You See This Think of Santa Rosa Bottling Works Phone 472L W. H. HUDSON Proprietor % What’s the reason everybody likes the shows at the ROSE THEATRE They get the best shows to be obtained irrespective of cost. Gertrude F. Stanton MILLINERY 515 Fourth St. Santa Rosa SAVINGS BANK OF SANTA ROSA SANTA ROSA, CALIFORNIA A General Commercial and Savings Business Transacted J. P. OVERTON President C. A. HOFFER Cashier Ladies’ Arcade SANTA ROSA’S SPECIALTY FOR Waists and Underwear Occidental Bldg. B St, SANTA ROSA ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS EF verybody Reads The Press Democrat The only Morning Daily Published in Sonoma County BL ANDY Cc. O. DUNBAR PRINTING, RULING AND BOOKBINDING ae eae Call and inspect our big cieeny ee on Fifth Street, just off of Mendocino. : BCHO ADVERTISEMENTS PROFESSIONAL GARDS - PHYSICIANS P. A. MENERAY PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Santa Rosa Bank Building Phone 892R Hours: 10-12; 2-4: 7-8 Residence: 521 Mendocino Avenue Phone 392Y Office: Carithers Bldg. cor. 4th B Sts. Phone 29 Res: 447 B Street Phone 126 DR. J. W. CLINE Hours: 10 to 12; 2 to 4: 7 to 8 Sundays: 10 to 12 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Dr. James H. McLeod SPECIALIST EYE, EAR, NOSE AND THROAT Office Hours: 10-12 A. M.; 2-4; 7-8 P. M. Sundays by Appointment Union Trust Bank Bldg Santa Rosa Dr. Jackson Temple PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Manville Doyle Building Corner Fourth and D Streets Hours—10-12 A, M.; 2-4 7-8 P.M. PHONE 328Y SANTA ROSA ——— ee Office Phone 243 R Res. Phone 243Y DR. G. W. MALLORY Exchange Bank Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA = BK She ea ae Subscribe for The Echo J. W. SCAMELL, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Residence: N. W. Cor. College Avenue and Humboldt St. Tel. 784, Office: 541 Fourth St, SANTA ROSA Tel. 781 CALIFORNIA Office Phone, 871R Residences 871ly Dr. Allen R. Howard Physician and Surgeon Rooms 17 and 19 DOUGHERTY-SHEA BUILDING Santa Rosa California DR. S. I. WYLAND Os-te-o-path ‘PHONE CONNECTIONS Santa Rosa Bank Bldg. Santa Rosa Dr. R. M. Bonar Hours ro to 12; 2 to 4; 7 to8 Sundays 10 to 12 Phone 116R Exchange Bank Bldg, Santa Rosa a Ee Dr. G. W. Konegstein D.S.C. All Latest Electrical Appliances Used Rooms Maskey Bidg San Francisco Mildred Thompson—How long did Cain hate his brother? Dorothy Westrup—Oh, I don’t know. Mildred T.—As long as he was Abel. J e ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS 95 DENTISTS Office Aseptic and Everything Coming in Contact with Patient Thoroughly Sterilized DR. V. HOFFER DENTIST Telephone 256 Office: Santa Rosa Bank Bldg., 3rd Floor Rooms 312, 313, 314 Dr. J. H. Rankin CROWN AND BRIDGE WORK A SPECIALTY Phone Red 4731 15 So. Main Street Santa Rosa DOWNS CONNOLLY DENTISTS Telephone 547 5334% FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Dr. D. P. Anderson DENTIST Phone 479 Union Trust Bank Bldg S anta Rosa Dr. C. W. Reed Dr. C. A. McGaughey Reed McGaughey DENTISTS Barnett Building (Over Riddle, Bacigalupi! Co.) SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Dr. R. W. Nelson DENTIST 509A Fourth St. Phone 419J Santa Rosa, California i Johnny stole a penny, And to the jail was sent; The jury said, “Not Guilty,” So, he was in-a-cent. Office Phone 632R Res. Phone 534J3 Dr. H. CG. Hewitt DENTIST Office, Livernash Building Santa Rosa California Dr. D. H. Leppo DENTIST (Alumnus Class of 95) Phone: Residence, 478J Phone: Office, 361 Union Trust Savings Bank Bldg. Santa Rosa California Mary Jesse Hospital Mrs. Mary E. Jesse, Matron NO CONTAGIOUS DISEASES 815 Fifth Street Phone 248Y C. F. WELTI Successors to H. H. Moke FUNERAL DIRECTORS LADY ATTENDANT 418 Fourth Street Phone 21 Katherine Sanitarium Open to all Physicians. Surgical Room in Connection. No Contagious Diseases Accepted Only Graduate Nurses Employed MISS SYLVIA HATCH, Superintendent 905 McDonald Ave ‘Phone 31 A farmer boy and his best girl were seated in a buggy one evening in town, watching the people pass. Near by was a popcorn vender’s stand. Presently the lady remarked: “My! that popcorn smells good.” “That’s right,’ said the gallant, “T’]] drive up a little closer so you can smell it better.” 96 ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Taxicabs at Hack Prices 5 7 Passenger Cars Santa Rosa Taxicab Co. TAXICABS—PHONE 26 Garage Phone 143 Stand—Occidental Bldg. E. R. SAWYER Watches, Chains, Lockets, Rings Buttons, Bracelets, Buckles Searf Pins, Brooches, Fobs Silver Toilet Articles, Ete. 529 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Allen’s Grocery STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES BREAD, PASTRY, ETC. SCHOOL SUPPLIES Phone 825 Cor, Orchard and Benton Streets F, Quick—Hello, slim: wache reading ? N. L.—Hoosier Schoolmaster. F. Q.—Me? Never had none. ee a Patronize Echo Advertisers —eesesesSsSsSé‘SséSé Weston A.., town, went to the clerk of the hotel, going to a country and asked: “May I have a bath here?” “Well, not here,” replied the clerk, “but you may hire a room.” DRS cok ee ok Joy—Arthur said it was cold. Gloom—Arthur who? Joy—Our thermometer. Occidental Hotel BANE BROS., Props. Absolutely Fireproof Modern in. All Its Appointments European or American Cuisine Unexcelled SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA AT at The SANTA ROSA COFFEE CLUB SANTA ROSA NATIONAL BANK UNITED STATES DEPOSITARY CAPITAL $50,000.00 SURPLUS A COMMERCIAL BANK UNION TRUST SAVINGS BANK CAPITAL F. BERKA 5 WILSON STREET $50,000.00 Dealer in all Kinds of UILDING MATERIAL SANTA ROSA, CAL. Ae pCHO ADVERTISEMENTS 97 CARROLL’S CARROLL’S The Place for All Fountain Refreshments COCA COLA, PHOSPHATES AND ICE CREAM CONES Try Them and Be Happy SCHOOL Corner Orchard and Benton Streets SUPPELES Phone 4561. James |. Butler FINE SHOE REPAIRING Moderate Prices COURTEOUS TREATMENT New Doyle Builning 307 D Street Phone 793] COFFEE ROASTED DAILY FLAGLER’S Coffees, Teas, Spices, Crockery, Glass- Kitchen Utensils SANTA ROSA cle ck, the salesman explained to ware, Agateware, 420-422 FOURTH ST. “That is an_ eight-day madam,” Miss Wirt. “It will go eight days without winding.” Miss Wirt—Oh, isn’t that nice! How long will it go if you wind it? T.EE DELIVERY PHONE 50 Eugene C. Farmer PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST 701 FOURTH ST., Cor D..SANTA ROSA A. Trembley Co. CARRIAGES AND IMPLEMENTS Fairbanks-Morse Co. Gasoline Engines Michigan Automobiles SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA HIGH SCHOOL PINS HIGH SCHOOL HAT PINS HIGH SCHOOL SPOONS JOHN HOOD JEWELER Sign of the Big Clock SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA BUY YOUR MEATS OF The People’s Market They Carry a ‘ ‘omplete Line GOVERNMENT INSPECTED MEATS LEARD « LE BARON INDEPENDENT BUT ‘HERS 98 HCHO ADVE Phone 734R AMERICAN BAKERY P. MOORE, Prop. High Grade Cakes, Pies, Pastry 208-210 Fourth Street Santa Rosa A judge was questioning an old Irishman: “He took you by the throat and choked you, did he?” SEC R Cid ScOme Saideibarel “sure: sor, he squazed me throat till I thought he would make cider out o’ me Adam's apple.” They are all Doing It DOING WHAT? Doing the Elite Theatre Trot BATHS Hot and Cold ATTENTION !! WE HAVE A RECORD SPOONCER BROS. BARBER SHOP Occidental Bldg. BATHS B Stree Pianos and Furniture Carefully Handled Baggage Called for Dealers in Stove, Distillate and Fuel Oil W. H. Lee C. E. Lee F. M. Cooper LEG BROTHERS’ VAN AND STORAGE COMPANY The Only Concrete Warehouse in Santa Rosa Agents for Standard Oil Company Tel. Santa Rosa 60 Santa Rosa RTISEMENTS Gardiner Bros. Second Hand Goods Bought and Sold 709-711 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA INDEPENDENT OIL CO. ROBERTS AVE., SANTA ROSA Phone 597R Specialties—Highest Grade COAL OILS, FLOOR OILS GASOLINES, DISTILLATES EAGLE BRAND CYLINDER OILS AND COMPOUNDS ST. ROSE DRUG STORE The Place Where You Geta SQUARE DEAL Fourth and A Sts. Santa Rosa, Cal. TEXT BOOKS AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES C.A. Wright Co. Leading Booksellers and Stationers 615-617 FOURTH ST SANTA ROSA ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS 99 Santa Rosa Bank Commercial and Savings Interest Paid on Savings Deposits Marcill, Wylie Co. CARRIAGE AND WAGON DEALERS LARGEST AND MOST COMPLETE LINE OF DOWN-TO-DATE VEHICLES A St. between Third Fourth SANTA ROSA, CAL. Excelsior Motor Cycles The Silent, Powerful, Speedy kind Agency Marlatt’s Cyclery FIFTH B STS. SANTA ROSA Elite Hair Dressing Parlors TELEPHONE 538 Electrolysis, Shampooing, Manicuring Facial Massage, Scalp Treatment Hair Work Done 630 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Blanchard Farrell The Up-to-Date CANDY STORE Where we make all of our Own CA NDIES And the Best ICE CREAM 2 In Santa Rosa—Try Us and be Convinced CANDY AND ICE CREAM A. D. SKINKLE (Formerly C. T. Sherman’s) FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA Belden Hehir HARNESS 430 Fourth St. Santa Rosa W. H. 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N a late May evening, as the moon was rising above the ridges of the mountains, the crickets cheerily chirped in the tall grass. Through the window of an old Virginia man- sion streamed a light, accompanied by the voices of several men who were evidently playing cards. The soft strains of a violin floated from one of the negro cabins standing at a distance from the house. Beneath the window from whence the voices came, Ralph Murray, a youth of nineteen, attired in a blue uniform, lay beneath an evergreen vine, while his face wore a disconsolate look. The varied sounds were rendered inaudible by the hoof-beats of a galloping horse, as a courier rode up to the fence, dismounted, and tied his horse to a post. He then walked through the garden to the rear door of the house. Ralph Murray, still hiding beneath the vine, recognized the rider as a Confederate cavalryman by the butternut- colored uniform. As the Confederate stepped upon the veranda, the door flew open and three men appeared. After saluting, the courier said, “One of the two Union prisoners who es- caped last night, has been discovered in a swamp three miles and a half from Petersburg, but we have been unable to capture him.” Ralph’s heart fluttered, because he knew that the escaped prisoner was his comrade, Roger Brewster. As he thought of his comrade’s peril and of his own mother and sister, his eyes for a moment were dimmed with tears and almost involuntary he folded his hands in silent prayer. After the Confederate had carried on a conversation for several minutes, he sent a negro girl to the cabin and within a few seconds a large negro man was seen going to the stable. After an elapse of several more minutes the 4 THE ECHO negro came forth, leading three horses. Arriving at the house, the four men mounted and galloped down the road to catch the escaped prisoner. As the negro stood gazing after the disappearing horsemen, Ralph crept irom his place of concealment and tapped the negro on the shoulder. On looking around and seeing Ralph before him, the negro became dumfounded and was unable to speak for several seconds, during which interval Ralph said, “Uncle! I wish something to eat.” The negro said, “Is you one o’ dem Confer’rate officers?” Ralph answered in the negative, whereupon the negro said, “If you is one o’ Lincoln’t soldiers, | sutinly would give you somthin’ to eat.” Ralph followed the negro and, as they entered the cabin, an old negress, standing with her arms akimbo, exclaimed, “Fer de Lord 0’ Massey, Au- gustus Washington, who is dis?” The negro replied, “Dis is one 0’ Lincoln’t men, who escap’t from Peters- yurg, and he wants somthin’ to eat.” The negress, without saying more, began to prepare a meal. While the negro took the boy’s hat and sword, Ralph seated himself upon a stool and ate heartily of the coarse, but substantial meal provided, which was the first food he had eaten since the night before. As he rose irom the table, he said, “May I have some food to take to my friend, who is hiding in the swamps, two miles in the rear of the cabin?” The negro woman gladly prepared enough food to last Ralph and his friend for several days. Ralph thanked them and was going to depart, when the negro said, “You isn’t going ‘fore mornin’, is you?” “I must go to the swamp,” replied Ralph. If you go while dem Confed’hates are in de swamp you will surely be caught by ’em,” answered the negro. “I know it is dangerous,” replied Ralph, “but I must help my friend.” As Ralph departed, the negro accompanied him to the cross-fence, bade him good-bye and returned to the cabin, while Ralph, with cautions step, made his way to the swamp. While crossing the main road leading to Peters- burg, he heard the galloping of horses, and a squad of Confederate cavalry- men halted at the cross-roads within twenty yards of Ralph, who had quickly concealed himself. The squad waited several minutes, when four horse- men emerged from the swamp. Ralph recognized them to be the four who had previously left the house. Dismounting, the cavalrymen tethered their horses to the fence and re- ceived their commands. One officer remarked, “It is too bad that Colonel Somerson is not here now with his blood-hounds, but I have sent a message to tell him to come as soon as possible. He cannot arrive before several days, but in the meanwhile we shall keep close watch for the Yankee.” Ralph shuddered as he heard this, but did not stir from his place of con- cealment. . A long conversation followed and'then the Confederates mounted and rode away to take up their places of watch. Ralph lay quie tly for several minutes after their departure, and then i} 1 ] | THE EKCHO D cautiously and stealthily made his way toward the swamp. Upon reaching the swamp, he went to find his comrade, but to his great dismay Roger was gone. Ralph naturally supposed he had been taken by the Conferedates be- fore his arrival. He searched around, but was unable to locate him. Going deeper into the swamp, he came suddenly upon a fallen tree, behind which crouched a dark figure, who quickly made a dash for a hollow log. Ralph followed the retreating figure and, upon reaching the hollow log, he saw Roger half concealed within. When Roger recognized Ralph, he said, “I thought you were a Rebel when I first saw you.” Both boys were exceedingly glad to find each other, but there was no time for unnecessary words then. “We must try to escape immediately, because the swamp is guarded.” ) said Ralph, looking cautiously around for some means of freedom. They finally took a trail, which ran through the thickest part of the swamp, thinking this would be the best route for escape. This they followed for about half a mile when they suddenly came to an opening, where a watch-fire burned. A harsh voice said, “Who goes there?” The boys would have shrunk back, but the sentinel pointed his carbine at them and they stood still, terri- fied. While the Confederate held his gun in readiness to fire, if the boys at- tempted escape, he gave three shrill whistles as a signal. Then advancing to- ward the captives, he said ironically, “You are caught, now, and tomorrow you will be dangling from the gallows.” The boys’ hearts almost stopped beating at this speech, but they tried to conceal their fear. Roger assumed courage enough to speak, and said, “You shall never take us alive,” and with that he seized the Rebel’s gun and tried to wrest it from him. As the two wrestled with the gun, Ralph tripped the Confederate, who fell to the ground. The boys disarmed him and then tied his hands and feet. Taking his weapons, Roger and Ralph made a dash down the trail. They were about fifty yards from where the Confederate lay when they heard the tread of men. Without a sound, they concealed themselves behind some bushes until the men passed, then resumed their flight. A quarter of an hour later they passed the last sentinel and made their way through a swampy country in a northwesterly direction. By traveling at night in swamps, on rivers, and streams by means of a vaft, which they had constructed, they were enabled to pass the Confederate lines without great difficulty. About two weeks had elapsed since their escape from the Petersburg prison, when they saw the Stars and Stripes floating over City Point. This was the first time they had seen Old Glory for three months and they hailed her with enthusiasm. Their story was soon related to General Butler, who listened with won- der and admiration. General Butler allowed them to rest several days, while the army made preparations for the attack on Petersburg. When the General was ready to make the advance, the two boys joyfully rejoined their regi- ments. —Lena Baum. His Little Game UH! sleeping up here, surely makes me feel nervous,” said Hankins to himself, as he lay back once more upon his pil- a, 4 low, trying to sleep. “I guess it’s the idea of having all that money in the safe tonight, that seems to worry me, but what’s the use of fretting, a man has to get rest.” 5)) For the last time, the cashier, with a deep sigh, raised himself upon his elbow, to be reassured that all was well. Suddenly, from somewhere below, there came a faint click, click, and then a sound as if someone were moving the till in the big safe. Stealthily, the cashier reached under his pillow for the revolver, and hurried quietly downstairs. From under the door glimmered a pale streak of light, and inside the room, someone was carefully lifting aside the safe drawers. Turning the knob gently, Hankins stepped softly into the room, and stood with his revolver leveled on a small lad of sixteen, who was hastily engaged in stuffing rolls of greenbacks into his coat pocket. “Hands up, you thief!” cried the cashier. The boy dropped the till with a bang, and darted for the window through which he had entered, but Hank- ins caught him by the coat and hurled him into a chair near by. “Don’t shoot! don’t shoot! I’m not a thief!’ cried the lad, in frightened tones. “No, from all appearances not,” replied the cashier, pointing to the open safe in the corner of the room. “What do you mean by trying to rob this safe?” “I—I had to get some money, because the doctor wouldn’t take care of my sick mother without straight cash, so I had to steal; but really, I ain’t a thief!” “Well,” said Hankins, moving to the ’phone, “I guess you had better go to jail, as I don’t care to be molested again by your nightly visits.” “Oh please don’t give me up to the police; it would kill my mother, I know it, and I promise truly, never to steal again, if you will let me go this fame: “Very well, you may go.” The boy made a mad rush for the window to escape. “You had better go out through the door, if you don’t wish to land in jail without my sending you,” replied Hankins, pointing to the policeman standing under the ark-light, on the corner. The boy stepped quickly to the door to go, but the cashier caught him by the arm and said, “Wait, here are five dollars in greenbacks: go and buy your mother some medicine.” “Thanks,” said the boy, as he grasped the paper money, “I didn’t think you were that green.” Back in the library, Hankins counted the rolls, and replaced the scat- tered notes. —R. E. D. Extracts From a Freshie’s Diary ae oe eae ee August 29, 19—. HEN I told Uncle Tom that I was to enter High this term, he asked me to come up to his room with him a minute, saying he wished to speak with me. When we were alone in the room, he began to rummage around in the bottom of his trunk, and hauled out this book, bound in red Russia- leather, bearing, across the cover, my name and the word “Diary,” written in gold letters. Naturally, | was curious to know what it was for. As he handed it to me, he said, “I have been waiting several years for this day, Sam. I kept no record of my Freshman year at High School, but I determined that my nephew should. Your Freshman year will be the most exciting of the four, Sam. There will me many events during this year that, when you are my age, you will like to look back upon. Take this book and record every event that occurs while you are a Freshman, and if you have not enough room for everything, write to me for another book.” I immediately began to raise a howl, saying that I wouldn't have time, and that it would be too much trouble. Then it was that he made the bargain: “If you will do it, Sam, I will give you one hundred dollars at the end of the year—under one condition; I am to have the privilege of reading it at the end of that time.” The hundred looked pretty good to me, so | agreed. Now, remember, don’t make it a weather report, or an almanac; but record everything that you do during the day,” was his parting shot. Well, here goes. I'll write it, and—maybe I'll let him read it. Since Allenburgh is thirty-five miles away from St. Paul, it was deemed too far for me to go back and forth on the train every night; so consequently, I find myself neatly installed in the southeast room, second floor, of a stu- dents’ boarding house, kept by Mrs. Collins. I have been here one week. There are, I find, eight other students herebesides me; five boys and three girls, all upper-classmen except myself and Charlie Walsh, a boy of my own age. Charlie and I struck up a fast friendship at first sight. I guess it must have been the common bond of union that attracted us to each other. The bond is that we are Freshies, too green to burn, and doomed to be looked down upon by every upper-classman on the campus. Mrs. Collins tries to keep the flag of truce flying, and for the most part succeeds in preventing open warfare. But then you never can tell when this will cease. Today was registration day. Charlie and I went together, armed with our grammar school diplomas, up to that great hall of learning which is to be our Alma Mater, “The St. Paul High School.” After ascending the great narble steps, and entering the massive brass doors, we went into the room ‘o the right, over the door of which a sign in gilt letters announced that it was the principal’s office In there, about fifty Freshmen, in small groups, were calking in nervous, subdued tones, about the subjects they were to take, the 8 THE ECHO teachers they were to have, and how to escape the jokes of the upper-class- men. “Doran’s gonna teach History III. again,” yelled one girl, as she ran across the room, and threw her arms around the neck of another girl who had just entered. “Who? Her? That settles it for me. She landed me a ‘C’ last term in History Il., and once is enough for anybody to get stung,” said the other zirl, excitedly. A bunch of superior looking upper-classmen were having a jolly time in one corner of the room, recounting the good times of last term. We couldn’t help overhearing what was meant for us to hear, and Charlie shuddered when we heard one tall, young man, with glasses, boast that he had ducked seven Freshies last term without getting caught. At last, a young man handed us blanks concerning our names, age, school previously attended, etc., which he told us to fill out. This done, we handed them to the fellow at the desk, who registered us, gave us seats, and saw that we were fixed up in good shape. After all our business was attended to, we left the dear old high school to return Monday. I wonder how long I will be able to truly call it dear. Well, it may be a pretty hard proposition at first, but I have resolved to stand whatever comes, and hand back lemon for lemon—that is, if the fellow that handed me the lemon isn’t too big. September 2, 19—. School began in dead earnest today. Events occurred today which show something of the mean attitude of the upper-classmen toward the Freshie. I have discovered that the freshie must be as wary as a quail, when the season is open, or he will get done at every turn. The classmen were passing for the second period this morning, a nd my program said, Alg. la, room 7. I immediately started out to find room seven, but saw no door, bearing that number. Two young fellows were coming down the hall towards me. One of them had bright red hair, a freckled face, pale blue eyes, and a turned-up nose. Up to this young man, whom I later found out to be Albert Brodney, captain of the football team, I stepped, and asked in a most humble manner, “Excuse me, sir, but will you please direct me to room seven?” “Why sure. Just turn to your left and go down those stairs you will see ahead of you. Then go through the door directly to your left. No turn to your right and enter the first door ahead of you,” said he as coolly as though he meant it. I was completely taken in. I followed his directions and wound up my expedition in the furnace room. The kindly janitor, noticing my surprise, asked me who I was looking for. I told him I had been directed there for room seven. Then he laughed, and said some “Tom Fool” had play- ed a joke on me, and directed me correctly. When I arrived at class, recita- tion had already begun and although it wasn’t my fault, still I was considered late to class, and was told to return to the study hall. After I had gotten comfortably settled in my seat, I started to tell my tale of woe to Charlie, THE ECHO 9 when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around to see who it was, and found Miss McPheely, the teacher of German and Physics, at my elbow. “Did you have permission to speak?” she asked with precision. “No, ma’am,” said I somewhat nervously. ‘Pass into the office and report to me at three ten, and after this, please address me as Miss McPheely, not ma’am,” said she, haughtily, and walked down the aisle. Think of it! Stung twice in the same period, and all on account of Al- bert Brodney. O, just you wait, old man! I'll get even with you if it is the last act of my life! September 23, 19—. Tonight was the Freshman’s reception—the one time of the Freshie’s career he is treated as though he were human, especially if he can dance. I had a pretty good time, even if Margaret did get sore at me. It was no fault of mine, though. She said she would go to the Freshmen’s reception with me, so this afternoon I went to the florist’s shop and ordered a bouquet of pale pink rosebuds, and told the florist to send them to the address I gave him. On the back of my card I wrote, “Please wear these tonight; they are just the color of your complexion.” When I called for her this evening, | found to my surprise, that she had already gone. I have never seen the girl yet who could back me down, so I went alone. When I entered the hall, | saw her over in one corner talking io a bunch of girls, so I went over to where she was to ask her why she was angry, and to see if she would make up and give me the first dance. She froze me stiff with her icy gaze, and said with extreme politeness, “All my dances are taken, thank you, Mr. Hopkins.” I was about to ask her what I had done to make her sore, when my glance fell upon the bunch of roses she wore at her waist. Then a bright light shed its rays in upon my brain. I[ understood in a moment. Those rosebuds were yellow. I wonder if she will ever speak to me again? May 12, 19—. Well I can afford to laugh tonight, and I am having a perfectly delightful lime even if it is 2:30 a. m., and I am so sleepy I can hardly hold my eyes open. Why all this mirth, you ask? I got even with Albert Brodney tonight for directing me to the furnace room. I paid my debt to him with interest, l can tell you. The other day, while reading an exchange, I happened to read a story about a boy who got even with another boy, by dressing up as a girl, and “stringing” him at a dance. It appealed to me as a possible way to get even with Albert, so I thought I would try it. The athletes were to give a dance ‘oht, and each athlete was allowed to invite one outside friend, so this was my chance. The way I got in, I took Charlie Walsh into the secret, and paid him two dollars for his services and his invitation. (Charlie is now on the track team.) 10 THE ECHO The next question was, where to get a costume. Close searching of the newspapers revealed the fact that Mademoiselle Jeannette would rent a lady’s complete evening outfit for three dollars a night. Provided with the neces- sary coin, Bessie, Mrs. Collins’ housemaid, was pressed into service, and sent post-haste after the goods. A half past three this afternoon she returned from her errand, breathless, and weighted down with four bundles of gigantic pro- portions, which she deposited in my room. Quivering with excitement, I fol- lowed her into the room, and upon undoing the bundles, I beheld before me a creation in turquoise blue that would make your eyes water, and many other bits of finery that go to make up a fashionable young lady’s attire. But the wig. O, heavens! I forgot the wig! I was about to send Bessie to a hair- dresser’s for one, when she hauled forth from the depths of her black velvet shopping bag a package, which she handed to me, saying, “I thought maybe you had forgotten to order a wig, so I brought you the one my bother wore to a masquerade the other night.” [ looked it over and found it favorable. It was of jet-black hair and was dressed in the latest style of yound ladies’ hairdressing. You know the kind— two cookies hanging over the ears and a loaf of bread across the back. At five o’clock, Charlie and I sneaked upstairs, and into by room, locking the door after us and pulling down the curtain. Then the fun (?) of dressing commenced. I won't go into the details of those two hours of torture, but suffice it to say, that thanks to the fact that I have a grown-up sister who re- quires a good deal of buttoning up the back, I knew how, and was able, after two hours of hard labor, both on my part and Charlie’s, to harness myself into the rig. Will I ever forget putting on those slippers or—but let us pro- ceed. The coast was clear when we were both dressed, so I was able to make a safe getaway. After I was dressed and had looked myself ov er in the mirror for the forty-fifth time, more or less, | came to the conclusion that my girlish face about which I have been “hammed” ever since I was nine years old, for once stood be in good estead, and that really | made a very good-looking girl. At the dance, Charlie introduced me as his cousin, Adah Hamilton, from Chicago. Upon being introduced to Albert, I saw in a moment that I had made a hit with him, so I led him on. Most of my dances were with him, and he was falling pretty strong for me when I thought of a plan to let him down hard. Excusing myself, I] went into the dressing room, and wrote a note to him. I don’t want to forget what I wrote, so I will write it down— “You don’t recognize the little Freshie you so kindly directed to the fur- nace room, do you? I said I would get even with you, and I think I have don so, and with interest. Just wait till tomorrow. But now, take a little advice—next time, be sure of your Freshie before you play a trick on him. eV OUts, ““ADAH.’ (You know who.)” Tucking this into the front of my dress, I went back into the ball-room. After the dance, as it was prearranged, Charlie took Dora Fitzgerald, a Fresh- man, home, and Albert escorted me. Of course, I didn’t want him to know where I live, so I managed to get rid of him on the corner, two blocks from a -_ gg THE KCHO Pet home. Before we parted, the bold thing asked for the rose I had been carry- ing all evening, and for the sport of the thing, I gave it to him. I then gave him the note I had written, and told him to read it when he got to his room— not before. Then I turned and left him, and, as I walked away, I could hardly keep from laughing out loud, when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him kiss the rose and the note, and put them into the inside pocket of his coat. Well, I reached my room without being seen, and O! what a relief to get this truck off. I can hardly wait to see Albert at school tomorrow. O, won’t I “ham” him though! May 13, I9—. I saw Albert this morning, and he looked mighty sheepish when he saw me. He called me to one side, and this is a little of our conversation: Albert—Say, Sam, how many are on to that, anyway? Me—Charlie, Bessie, the housemaid, you, and myself. Albert—Well, you were mighty clever with your stunt; but say, kid, as a special favor, please don’t let it go any farther. Me—AIl right; I guess you are justly punished, anyway, and then I have something to hold over you. By the way, if anyone asks you where Adah oY 20. Hamilton is, just say she took the early morning train to Chica June 14, 19—. Well, this ends it. My Freshman year with its many events ended today, with a straight, satisfactory record. My little red book must now go to Uncle Tom for inspection, in return for one hundred complete bones. O, joy! Well, I hope he will be amused. I did my best to make things interest- ing, and some of those escapades were certainly kind of strenuous. I have now reached the last page of the hook, so goodbye Freshman year. May my Sophomore year bring me as much fun. THE ECHO is edited and issued the second Wednesday of each month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One Year, One Dollar. One Term, Fifty Cents. Single Copies, Fifteen Cents. Address all Communications to the Business Manager. EDITORIAL STAFF Dagny Juell......«-. ee Ee EE TRE Editor OUivia: Sate. sc aus Josh Editor Mildred Wadsworth... .Literary Editor Ruth Anderson.... Mary Thompson... Stewart Rogers.... Dicl Bmuly GRUCG i. sh 245.5 -Asst Josh Editors Ruth Dickson: . ...- Natalie Bruning... Hazel Devoto...... | A Norman McPeak... Margaret Hatch... Associate Editors J Lingenfelter Bier: Gresham a. sisjsiccsiets caves Exchanges Jesse Lingenfelter. Esther Gilkey..... Clarence Andersor,Governing Board Report Sterling Coulter... Ahir] a agi Vata eal ch ea eh Se Menge A ae Debating Fielan (Naslelo)-..2-.. Athletics, -Girle’ Biphvel” ‘eleliayaiicicsc. secre vo) cues cceue eect ew RITA Marys COlemraiin care otek oie seine School Notes Chauncey Peterson j Esther Sinclair...) = ie ; ( ....Athleties, Boys Stl stabslonsena chee Goro lees John Mitchell...... } Oka Genzaboro.. BUSINESS STAFF Lester Smith..Manager West Mallory and Arthur Farnlof.....Assistant Managers TARTING anything new is the spice of life, as long as we can do it with a will and a hope to accomplish our object. We feel young and vigorous, and ready to conquer any ob- stacle. This resembles the spring in nature, repeated thou- sands of times, but always full of promise, fresh and green. You Freshmen, who we welcome today in our midst, are just like this. You have seen quite a few summers, but this is a new spring time for you. If people should tell you that you are fresh and green, thank them for the compliment, and look to see if they are using any arti- ficial means to keep up their youthful appearances. Do you realize what your high school education will mean to you? Now that you have completed the grammar school, you have a general education upon which you are to build your life work. During the years which you will spend in the High School, you will be fitting yourselves to meet the dif- ferent conditions that you nay encounter during later years, broadening your THE ECHO 13 intellect so that you may be able to judge the world about you, and act your part in the great drama of life. Aim high and work hard toward the accom- plishment of such aims. However, if you should discover that you have aimed beyond your power and ability, aim a trifle lower, but always remem- ber that in order to accomplish anything higher than manual labor, the world today requires at least a high school diploma. You Freshmen will have many more advantages than we Seniors have had. We all know that the schools in our country have undergone a gradual change. Two centuries ago, reading, writing, and arithmetic were consid- ered the only essential subjects to be taught in school. Since them one sub- ject after another has been introduced, so that now in the course of the year, during which time the Annex will be completed, you are able to look forward to receiving the practical training which we will have to learn in the hard school of experience. Make use of all the advantages you will have. Do not work merely for sufficient units to graduate, but endeavor to acquire all the knowledge you can, working one and all for the honor and standing of your school. Pay your student body dues, encourage all the school activities, and work together in keeping up the glory of the school, so that the Santa Rosa High School will always remain a credit to her community, and stand foremost among High Schools. BL RLLE Since Ghe ECHO is your paper, it is expected that each of you will do your best to make ita success. The editors will appreciate your stories, articles, drawings, jokes and anything of interest to High School students. Material for the October number must be in by October 7. HE new school year opened with a week of stormy weather, which handicapped our opportunities for track work. This, added to the fact that this semester started somewhat later than usual, puts us just three weeks behind our regular schedule. For this reason, and the fact that we lost so many good men by graduation, everyone is strongly urged to get out and train hard for the S.C. C. C. A. L. meet, which will occur dur- ing October. Everyone was glad to see Roy Mills return to school this term. Mills is a veteran hurdler and a good man in the high jump. Cameron, the plucky middle-distance runner, has returned for a post- graduate course. Raegan Talbot, our track manager, will train for the half-mile. These, with the remaining men of last year’s team, should do credit to us this term. The Freshmen are especially urged to enter athletics. They will find it the best policy to start training during their first term in High School, for in this way they gain an advantage over those who break into track during their upper classmen years. For example, last term three Freshmen, namely Covey, Rogers and Merritt, proved their efficiency in athletics and were ad- mitted to the team. Here they more than fulfilled all expectations, and are confidently expected to make good in this year’s tryouts. Not only are the Freshmen urged to give their assistance in bringing glory to the Santa Rosa High School, but a strong plea is also tendered to the upper classmen as well. We would all enjoy seeing more members of the Junior and Senior classes trying out for the team. Undoubtedly there are many young men in this school today who could bring honor to the school, and renown to themselves, if they would but realize their strength, and apply it in a scientific manner. Are you one of these? Get out in a THE ECHO 15 track suit tomorrow after school, and find out. Don’t be discouraged if your first efforts are poor. Keep training, as it takes practice to perfect a star; and moreover, while training you give excellent competition to the older men. We should all have the greatest incentive to engage in track work. We have the aid and advice of our efficient coach, Mr. Steele, assisted by Mr. Martin and Mr. Allen. We have a fine, new track, and a splendid captain in Lawrence Chapman. ATTENTION, GIRLS! YOUR GREAT CHANCE TO MAKE THE BASKETBALL TEAM AND EARN A CREDIT This semester there is an unusually good chance to make the team, as so many of the veterans will not be with us, and new material will have to te broken in. Mr. Martin has most kindly consented to coach us, and he promises to turn out a good team if the girls will come out to practice. There are several good players who were on the Burbank team who are now in High and there must be other material among the Freshmen. Another point to urge the girls to play is that of winning an “S”, by playing four games in a season. The school had reason to be proud of its team last year, as it won the championship, together with a silver trophy. To keep the cup permanently, the team must win the championship this semester. —H. Nagle. Debating “Debaters, Attention!’ At such a call over half the students of S. R. H. S. immediately “sit up and take notice.” Although last term was a long iime ago, surely everyone remembers the three exciting debates that took place in our assembly hall during those five months. Without question, enough interest was then aroused, so that our debating society will be doubled this year. Everybody come and join us! Help us to make things twice as exciting as they were last year. Nearly all our members were Seniors last term and have now graduated, so now is the time for the lower-classmen to fall in line and take their places. Everybody has a chance to win honor for himself and his school. If you feel that you don’t have enough opportunity to talk, here’s the place where you're invited to talk fifteen minutes at a time. Besides, you will benefit by it in many ways. All you loyal S. R. H. S. girls who don't care to play basketball, but still wish to take part in some school activity, consider the debating society! Boys, you'll find debating as interesting and as profitable as athletics! Fresh- men, debating is no stranger to you! Whenever you feel homesick, just fol- tow the crowd to the debating society, and you'll be welcomed a hundred times. Let’s all pull together to make debating one of the principal activities in S.R 4H.S.. and all join in wishing it to be a grand success ! Governing Board Report September 3—First regular meeting. No quorum. September 9—A special meeting of the governing board was called by President England for the purpose of electing-an editor for the school paper. Dagny Juess and Mildred Wadsworth were nominated for the position, the former being elected As there was no further business to come up, the meeting adjourned. September 10—A regular meeting was held, President England presiding. After the reading of the secretary’s report, the resignation of Miss Crane as treasurer of the student body, was read and accepted. Nominations were then put in order for a new treasurer. Mr. Allen and Miss Wirt were nom- inated, the former being elected. Nominations were then put in order for a representative from the first term, girls’ basketball manager, and football manager. Those nominated for the respective positions were: First Term Representative—Earl Ladue and Salem Pohlman. Earl La- due elected. Girls Basketball. Manager—Mary Mathews and Helen Nagle. .Helea Nagle was elected. Football Manager—Chauncey Peterson and George Maroni. George Ma- roni elected. An application for expenditure of money for locker clasps. was. then pre- sented by J. Raegan Talbot, manager of track, but it was not accepted, as the finance committee had not as yet approved of it. As there was no further business, the meeting adjourned. Members of the Governing Board for Term Beginning September 2, 1912 PGE STROIN: wh. held ec aioe Eee Ce Ra ie eS ones Ae Arthur England ited VICeSE Fe Sten sie cob Mureis a Wa ik uate bie aia e oo hus eee ae ma ae Chester Case SECO Wark t CSHLCING 25 tas ic% 5 een a ale ee aE Glan ogee enlace Mane eae OS Emily Rued EEC PEEVE ait oes ce areata on ellie cif rere we ee OS nike a meek Bera Clarendon Anderson Pemicipak weet anc. cae see etnies acre pens sae nay ane ed U Omee Omer PRAMS Mink Oct EE Oe ae Soares ae Ve RR ea ee me ans Mr. Allen MANAGER SCHOGL JOURNAL: 36 vactatis. Soe seen eae Lester Smith GEREN Ee coon re ake hehe ua ete wird aie Swix Cake oa Sia oan me SNe ae Rae Dagny Juell arin = Se preseiatatiyS facts wc s nt ape is gece ne yee be mina RET Mr. Steele MPU NAR EE 2 Hasan Ue inthe esard ote wales ae bias Sleee tenes amed eynmasa ee Raegen Talbot A tere be AMR MNS teens ores, gusts Sie wea SS a ia eau dm ytd Sear aca Laurence Chapman PUctail. N aR Ar eGar dice occa awed tk ak eee whe wane es George Maroni PASCUA WMATA Cen hyde. ee ee ae Ht ae Rete aa os areata Allessio Bettini Boye besietball: Manaver cai cans cee es ee sn oo on eRe aie tee Fred Cooper Giles’ Wbasketpall: WraAnaACer ys 5 Moss seraicland aratpy eid eae ee hers Helen Nagle Represeptative.o1 Webating Clabes i o260.5 oe oe ea ee se arts a Ruth Wright SLE. Pb CPi Re DCSCRUALIVG:. Ga dacs hia Suen nes 4 6 Bae ps Gna biel Mary Matthews Sane WCCI ICE CSENEA LIV Gaia? ap id ta ek seach Ties: ov eles pe deast Roy Mills OER, 1 Cfit IREDTCSOHEQIIVE © o..wieieie «clues cola eee aes eee Lester Nathanson Rei Oh Chit SCE PUCHEMEAbING i . 5 sans a SEOs Aaa eB Ke .....-Norman McPeak Ath Perm, Representative ....'.. 6.0.54 asne0s Le ae cree .....Chauncey Peterson BP BOLO Pept ese ital Ve 8 a8 acs ohn We Fo sesh 94 oe ale wal ecard Frank Argyle Se Per Ise pL CSC RiaIIVe “itiacne x soe ntbitas ct alum sore A a mere ony die eee ISt Derik @presentaciver scr cc c0 ss Kida nis Sg! s'k Sate KE ale WE seks Earl LaDue ——_ ESD We acknowledge, with thanks, the receipt of the following exchanges: The Gondolier, Venice, Cal. (graduation number): We do not like the arrangement of your front page. Why put your table of contents and front- ispiece on the same page? You have repeated where you came from twice, and also the volume and the number. The Tattler, Milwaukee, Wis.: Your commencement number is very neat, except for one thing: those ads. in the front, and on the back. The Searchlight, San Rafael, Cal. (commencement number): Why spoil your appearance by that ad. on the back? Otherwise your paper appears to be very good. Your half-tones show up exceptionally well. The Ilex, Woodland, Cal. (commencement number): You are one of the best exchanges we have received, the material being splendid, especially your joshes; although we think you wasted a needless amount of paper on the cover. Yuba Delta, Yuba City, Cal. (commencement number): The editorials do not belong in the front of a paper. Enlarge your Exchange department. Why don’t you state where you come from? We had to look in the adver- tisements to find out. Enterprise, Pasadena, Cal. (May): Your paper would have appeared more attractive if you would have omitted the ad. in the front. Otherwise your paper is very good. Girls’ High Journal, San Francisco, Cal. (June, 12): Why not state how often you are published? Your half-tones are excellent, and your Literary de- partment is well represented. The Pho-hob, Elko, Nev. (commencement number): Your paper would be improved if it had a table of contents in place of that ad. in the front. Your cuts do not show up well. The Elm, San Mateo, Cal. (May): A very good paper; your material is splendid. We hope you will be able to establish an exchange column next time. Purple and Gold, Ukiah, Cal. (June): Judging from your Literary de- partment, you are all poets up there. We wish we had a few of them. The Cocoanut, Manila, P. I. (July): It seems queer to get a school paper printed in July. Although your paper is small, the material is good. Come again. Class Stones Freshmen—Emerald. Sophomores Blarney Stone. Juniors—Grindstone. Seniors— Tombstone. Miss O’Meara is poorly written; I think I[ shall tell Beryl, your essay your father. Beryl—I wish you would; he wrote it. Archie H.—Are there any new jokes in the world? L. Chapman—Yes, the Freshman’s class. Emily (rushing into a hardware store)—Give me a_ mouse-trap, quick! I want to catch a car. Albert—Say, Chop, are you mar- ried? Chop—Yes; but why talk of war in time of peace? Helen Fraser—My cheeks are all on fire. Chop Roberts—I thought I could smell burnt paint. The doctor told Ruth A. that she needed some change in her diet. Now, every morning Ruth puts a nickel and a dime in her coffee. Sunday School Teacher—Do you obey the Bible injunction, “To love thy neighbor?” George—I've tried to, but she won't let me. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ JAR TAFFIES? IF NOT? WHY NOT? Hattie, McKinney Titus COMPLETE HOUSE FURNISHINGS Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 FOURTH STREET, SANTA ROSA —_— THE A truly eloquent parson had been preaching for an hour or so on the immortality of the soul: “IT look into the mountains,’ he exclaimed, “and could not help thinking: ‘Beautiful as you are you will be destroyed while my soul will not!’ I gazed upon the ocean and cried, “Mighty as you are, you ; will eventually dry up, but not I!’ Helen Nagle—What is the capitol of New Mexico? Fanita—It has two capitals. H. N.—Name them. N and M. anita Margaret I.—Did you notice that woman we just passed? Zelma C—The one with the blonde puffs and a fur hat and a mil- itary cap, who was dreadfully made up? Margaret—Yes; that’s the one. Zelma—No: I didn’t notice her. The Blue Epidemic It is rumored that some of the High School girls have been attack- ed by the blue epidemic, called “Love.” Many of the experts are now trying to kill the terrible epi- demic—Look out, Hugh! Flunk, flunk, flunk, on the teachers book they gO, And would that my tongue could ut- ter the things that I «do: not know. sxe ECHO 21 Whatever trouble Adam had, No man could make him sore By saying, when he cracked a joke, “I’ve heard that one before.” Ex. The reformer was addressing the oe he Jie, stidents.; Dancing is a sin. It is wrong. Why, dancing is nothing but hug- ging set to music. What shall we do about it?” rom the back of the study hall came the plaintive voice of Sterling: “Cut out the music!” Fred P.—Did you ever hear about old Wilkens? He fell on a red-hot stove and burned all the skin off his face, and the doctors grafted frog- skin on it. Al. H.—What was the result? F, P—He croaked! Mildred T.—What makes you sc small ? Agnes—I was brought up on shortcake and condensed milk. Miss O’Meara (Eng. - VI.)—Of what three things is a poet always fond? Emily R.—Cash! Mr. Steele—Fred, tell the class all you know about the Mongolian race. Fred H.—I wasn’t there; I went to the ball game. 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. Specialists in Fitting Glasses ING YOUR PIANO GET PRICES FROM SONOMA VALLEY MUSIC COMPANY 516 Fourth Street Santa Rosa 22 THE HCHO An Ideal Day Teacher—What part of speech is 3 Gone nose? (Found in Bud Berry’s “yor sesh ee a= Pupil—Taint any. ‘nelish Book a ‘ 5 00K) leacher—Ah, but it must be. 5. Wh asleep; no: dreams: Pupil—Mebbe your is, ’cause you 7 AM: ‘s Ba talk through it, but the only part of See aie - : speech [ got is my mouth. tz A. M. f . = oe ges ace 2M, - s We were favored the other morn- 5 P. M. ‘ 3; ‘ ing by a speech from Mr. Mont- 7 oa IML: i gomery. The topic was, “Put your Odes AVE 26 $ new year resolutions on Ice; they ei egal) f: rs ra may last until spring.” Freshman—Why is a crow? : ke ral a8 Mr. Allen—Hugh Watson, these Senior—I give it up. What is the rc problems are all wrong; what does answer: : z ; : ’ ‘ it means Freshman—Caws! Lonely Hugh—I dunno; I worke« l at ’em about five minutes before I Mr. Steele—What are the five could even get them wrong. great races of mankind? L. Chapman—Fifty, hundred, two-twenty, four-forty and _ eight- Miss Crane (Chem.)—Now, class, eighty. these beakers are quite expensive; Mr. Martin—Has perpetual mo- they probably cost twenty-five cents tion ever been discovered? or two-bits. Stew. Rogers—Well, there’s the Mexican revolution. Miss Crane (Chem.)—Chester, Paes eae Pad name some natural science. n the days ot old, . : : ; Ss Chester G—Yes, mam. Queen- When knights were bold, el OLOVV . % . ten eer And the price of coal was high; A maiden fair, With peroxide hair, Miss O’Meara (Eng. VI.)—What ried, “Lowe m6, are the pleasures of noon, according Ere I dye my hair!” to L’Allegro? —Ex. 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It’s the fellow who firmly believes that right style and right quality are essential to success that we aim to reach with The L System Clothes. These Clothes correctly modeled and tailored by men whom prac- tice has made perfect, have lithe- ness worked into every line— youth predominates. Shey aie made expressly for the young fel- low who “kines” it in business and society—the fellow who whatever his vocation, feels that smart clothes are a keen edged affair and very essential to hewing the way to real accomplishment. Let us show you these Clothes. Brooks Clothing Co. URHGDBERGOUEDURGESECCRRRGERREQASG0GRROOERODRARDONNRNNDRDDEDSRAGEDS New Clothes for Everybody BEE CEP EEL EDEL PELLLEL ELLE LLL Ds Direct from New York “Ghe White House mUPPEERDPERERRGGRREERERRERERRGREERDONDE S GERGERCSONGDEGEESSSURDGRORHDGGRDREGUSERSEGRRRERDADEAAEERROGECERERRERERARRONONED= % The L System Ej anuunguue7gaay04aau0a4vansouees4uedgQUessnevean90a0sn4n0sn0uaua00atu0G04eG09H00990088040000000000000000°UU04402048905400009 8008081 10E800198 Se ECHO ADVERTISERS 25 SANTA ROSA BUSINESS COLLEGE The Leading Commercial College of the West Do you know that on an average two graduates a week pass from the Santa Rosa Business College into the great business world? They secure and hold the best posi- tions—advance the most rapidly—because they were properly and thoroughly trained in exactly the Things Reauired jn Every Modern Business Office. We have had two positions offered for every graduate the past year a? WN Et iih Heth} Tee 8 And as te kK 9 ’ Rr: ee watt tae este TO YOUNG MEN—tThe Santa Rosa Business College offers you the opportunity of a lifetime. Here you may receive that training that insures for you a successful life; successful] in business, successful socially, and successful in all that makes life worth living. Instead of the pick, the hoe, and the shovel, you may have the pen, the office, and the cultured mind. Instead of the ignorant foreigner, the Chinaman, and the Jap, you have for your daily companions men of standing, wealth, and intelligence, without whose influence it is impossible to reach your highest destiny in business and in social intercourse. TO YOUNG WOMEN—This Institution offers you al] that it offers young men. Education, the kind that is most valuable and usable, the kind that will lift you to a higher plane than the drudgery of household service, the kind that will lead you to pleasant and desirable employment with fair and sometimes highly profitable remuner-— ation. The hundreds of successful young lady graduates of this institution now in business, giving excellent satisfaction, earning their own money, independent, not being compelled to call upon papa for spending money when he is, perhaps, struggling to make both ends meet, are living testimonials of what the Santa Rosa Business College has dOne for them and can do for you, TO TAKE A COURSE AT THE SANTA ROSA BUSINESS COLLEGE IS TO INSURE SUCCESS J. S. SWEET, A. M. A. J. FUSCHIA Cc. R. SWEET, M. Accts. President Vice-President Secretary E., VIRGINIA GRANT, Principal Stenographic Dept. ECHO ADVERTISERS oe 26 SUPTERREMGEDRDEEGEECESRSEREQEUDR OO GOREN NNDORRODEAOSSECOGRERERERDERGROQDORRONODASSHUEORDORERDOROEGUGHNDSGCREREIGGRREOEUD NEXT TIME McCLEARIE When you have a film to develop or printing to do. HE will do it RIGHT Elite Studio Next to Bernardi Hotel WM. McCLEARIE, Prop. Phone 640 SANTA ROSA, CALIF. THMUDURBDEDEGUOSHGRNEE UPPER RE RELE CEC CEEL EL ELELCELEREIEEL UE CULLUPLECPREEELELELMULELET DELLE CEDEE GLCELLELPELLLEE LLP If. See E EEE LE LLE LEE LEED EET LERE LPL LEE edu CLEP EL PLELEPEPLULET TEE LLL LLL L 24 POUL EEE LEEE ELE LEE LEE CL ELE CELLEC CL CELL ELEEPLECLT LER CE ELLEELELEL ELE LLELELL ELLE ml HUDHBRE SUDDEN IS: You will not be able to subscribe for Ghe ECHO after October 5th. BATHS——3 3 UNION TRUST BARBER SHOP JOHN F. AZEVEDO, Prop. Union Trust Building 622 Fourth Street, Santa Rosa ECHO ADVERTISERS 27 Sonoma County Fruit Produce Co,, Inc. GOOD PLACE FOR GOOD GROCERIES Fourth and Wilson Streets Phone 87 Santa Rosa, Cal. SS URI THE “SONOMA”? FOUNTAIN PEN Every pen guaranteed against any defect whatsoever; the most rel‘able, most dnrable, and smoothest writing fountain pen éver made for ONE DOLLAR. 15% PER CENT DISCOUNT TO STUDENTS TEMPLE SMITH 611 FOURTH ST., Santa Rosa, California YOUNG MOTHERS There is no use carrying your babies when you can get a TOURIST GO-CART the best and strongest made You can raise a whole family in one TOURIST. All Styles Now on Exhibition Santa Rosa Furniture Co., Exclusive Agents Fourth and A Streets Salita Nose. Cal, Secrcr. Js Ge MATER Swish ©OHARDWARE Co. Ce i For all kinds of ef Footwear on Hardware R. C. MOODEY FOURTH STREET SON SANTA ROSA, CAL. Donald S.—Tub Overton has a Misses Lambert most extraordinary shape. Tom M.—That’s true; an um- Fine Millinery brella is about the only thing he can 314 B STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. buy ready-made. ‘PHONE 706I 28 ECHO ADVERTISERS PROFESSIONAL GARDS PHYSICIANS P. A. MENERAY PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Santa Rosa Bank Building Phone 392R Hours: 10-12; 2-4; 7-8 Residence: 521 Mendocino Avenue Phone 392Y Office: Carithers Bldg. cor. 4th B Sts. Phone 29 Res: 447 B Street Phone 126 DR. J. W. CLINE Hours: 10 to 12; 2 to 43 7 to 8 Sundays: 10 to 12 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Dr. James H. McLeod SPECIALIST EYE, EAR, NOSE AND THROAT Office Hours: 10-12 A. M.; 2-4; 7-8 P. M. Sundays by Appointment Union Trust Bank Bldg Santa Rosa Dr. Jackson Temple PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Manville Doyle Building Corner Fourth and D Streets Hours—10-12 A. M.; 2-4 7-8 P, M. PHONE 328Y SANTA ROSA Office Phone 243 R Res. Phone 2438Y DR. G. W. MALLORY Exchange Bank Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA SUBSCRIBE FOR THE ECHO J. W. SCAMELL, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Residence: N. W. Cor. College Avenue and Humboldt St. Tel. 784. Tel. 781 ¢ CALIFORNIA Office: 541 Fourth St. SANTA ROSA Office Phone, 871R Residences 871ly Dr. Allen R. 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McGaughey Reed McGaughey DENTISTS Barnett Building (Over Riddle, Bacigalupi Co.) SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Rolf L. Thompson ATTORNEY Dougherty-Shea Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA A Freshman sent the Echo editor a contribution entitled, “Why Do I Laver. The editor returned it with the auswer: “Because you mailed your contribution instead of bringing it in yourself!” C, Mortimer Chapman TEACHER OF VIOLIN Studio—Room 31, Masonic Building Phone 354 The Modern Rosary or the Thornery The hours | spent with thee dear (?) books Are as a string of thorns to me; [ count them over every one apart, My Thornery! My Thornery! Each hour a tear; each tear a prayer, To still a head with throbbings torn; ! count each thorn unto the end, And there an Ex is hung. Oh memories that bless and burn, Oh scattered E’s and _ frequent flunks ; I scorn each F and strive at last To learn anl reach the goal. Classmates, hurrah for the goal! ‘Hodgson-Henderson Co. 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Designers and Engravers SAN FRANCISCO Juell’s Drug Store Telephone 237 53 Third Street C21 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA. - 4 + de SoPHOMORE NUMBER - | Tables Turned Address to Student Body Jane’s First Experience as a Housekeeper Autumn Editorial Athletics School Notes Girls’ Glee Club Governing Board The Sophomores Alumni v IK (he io a HELM = y x VOL. V. SANTA ROSA, OCTOBER, 1912 No. 2. Tables Turned hits LIN I’ anyone ever asks me my worst experience, I always think of a certain Hallowe’en frolic in which I participated. Two years ago, three High School girls and myself were clubbed together. We always referred to ourselves as being members of “The Bunch.” We were constantly copias. During recesses we made ourselves miserable, by eating green ap- ples from a certain tree near the High School; and then, just before passing into the assembly hall, we had to dispose of these apples. We could not throw them onto the ground, for that was contrary to school rules, and if we ran to the garbage-can, we would be late to class, so generally, we put the whole apple core into our mouths, and marched solemnly to our desks, chewing for dear life. Of course, we never got caught, and so our teachers thought that we were perfectly nice behaving girls. One day we were meandering upstairs and pondering what mischief we might do. As we passed the chemistry laboratory, Louise spied a rubber syringe, used for filling fountain pens, upon Miss Rhodes’ desk. “Oh! girls,” she cried, rushing in and snatching it, “look here what I’ve tound. Tell you what let’s do; I'll fill this with ink and see if I can squirt some on that door.” This she proceeded to do, aiming carefully at the door, and pressing the bulb, when in stepped Miss Rhodes. She got the dose all over the front of her white lingerie dress! I think we will skip the painful scene which followed. Needless to say, we emerged, sadder and wiser girls. It was drawing close to Hallowe'en and of course “The Bunch” decided to do something splendid. After considerable thought, we reached a definite plan of action. We were all to meet at Florence’s house, on Hallowe'en eve, dressed at witches or ghosts. When the eventful night came we certainly did look weird, for each one had contributed something to make our work successful. Elizabeth brought two little dead mice which her brother hac killed the day before. Florence was armed with tick-tacks; Louise had 4 THE ECHO found some cow-bells, and I had a bag of wheat. We unanimously decided to visit Miss Rhodes first. She boarded with one of our school friends, so we had no difficulty in gaining an entrance to her home. After bribing our friend to let us into Miss Rhodes’ room, we told her to inform the former that company awaited her. Elizabeth got behind the door, Florence and Louise crept into the clothes closet, while I turned off the lights and crawled under the bed. Pretty soon footsteps were heard, and we held our breath. Miss Rhodes stepped into the room, which was dark, except for the dim moonlight from without. Then she shrieked, for Elizabeth held a dead mouse before the teacher’s face. In terror, she sprang to turn on the lights, and fell over my prostrate form. Just then Louise and Florence joined me, and amid fearful cries and groans, our victim certainly got the scare of her life. Threatening to throw the mice at her if she moved, we retreated, mak- ing good our escape. We next determined to visit Professor Hardin, who lived but a block from our last encounter. Softly creeping up the front steps, Florence tick- tacked the windows, Louise rang the cow-bells, and I threw a big handful of wheat against the glass door. Just as we had expected, Professor Hardin rushed to the door to find out who had awakened his peaceful slumbers. As he stepped forward to see who was making the disturbance, he must have slipped, for the next thing we knew he was tumbling down the steps. This was a serious change in our plans, for Professor Hardin was groaning most pitifully. With one accord, we tore off our masks and rushed to the poor man, and then—Oh Horrors! the Professor had fainted! If you have never seen anyone really frightened, you should have seen us then. I thought he was dead, because he lay there so limp and looked pale and ghastly. Then to cap the climax, a police officer rode by on his bicycle. He immediately came to see what was the trouble. Will IT ever forget the next scene! There lay the poor Professor with his wife bending over him. The police officer was about to arrest us, while we four stood there wringing our hands and seeing the dark doors of prison opening to receive us. Just then the Professor opened his eyes, and gave vent to the loudest laugh it has ever been by good fortune to hear. The tables were turned; the joke was now on us. The Professor had somehow heard of our proposed visit and had his little stunt all planned. The police officer now vanished, and we were invited into the Profes- sor’s home, where we were served with pumpkin pie and coffee by his two sors and his wife. We felt cheap, but we managed to hold our heads up and played our parts with considerable grace. After a time, we saw that it was growing late, so amid much merriment, we were escorted to our homes. BaG: A —— = = Address to Student Body was glad Mr. Montgomery asked me to say something to you to-day. I had a good deal in mind to say to you. The teachers meet you in the classes, but I have only thise op- portunity of getting face to face with you, and it gives me a great deal of pleasure to see all the students together. When he asked me if I would say something to you. | thought 1 would suggest two questions. The first is, “What Kind of a Man Shall I Be?” You know the old joke that man embraces woman. I speak now to the girls as well as to the boys. Last week I was in Los Angeles, and I looked with a good deal of in- terest at the new buildings in that rapidly-growing city. 1 soon noticed a sign with great letters five feet high reading, “VOTE FOR G. RAY HOR- TON FOR SUPERIOR JUDGE OF LOS ANGELES COUNTY.” I stood still and re-read that sign, “VOTE FOR G. RAY HORTON FOR SU- PERIOR JUDGE OF LOS ANGELES COUNTY.” It was no wonder I stopped and re-read, for | knew G. Ray Horton when he lived in a little house about twice the size of this platform. There was just room in it for two small cots and a little pine board table. On that table stood a small oil lamp, and there Ray Horton studied as he went to school. And underneath that sign in smaller letters, were written, “Capable, Fearless, Industrious, Honest.” I pondered as I looked. Was he all these things during his high school course? When I knew him he was an un- promising, freckle-faced, under-sized, peal-nosed, sort of a boy. And I won- dered: Was he capable? I believe there are twenty, forty, or even fifty boys in this room that are as capable as was G. Ray Horton. Was he fearless? Yes, he was fearless. He was courageous. He had already tackled the biggest problem a boy can undertake—that of making a high-class man out of a second-class boy. Was he industrious? He was. When he went to his Latin class he had his assignment translated to the last word. Five nights in the week he could be found studying at his little pine table. Was he honest? Of course he was honest. Most people are. A dis- honest boy does not get very far. And when a man comes before the people asking for an office he is safe only if he has been scrupulously honest. Horton’s ambition and confidence were always prominent. I remember I said to him once, rather jestingly, “Do you thing you are going to be a Napoleon?” He answered simply, “Why not try?” May I ask you, “Why not try?” I do not know what he will be, but he is on his way to something. He, as deputy district attorney, did much during the McNamara case in Los It was his work, in connection with that problem, Angeles two years ago. that led to his nomination for Superior Judge. One day I passed an old man shoveling dirt in the basement of our new building. He said to me, “T had a chance for an education once; I did not 6 THE ECHO Ao hd take it; I am here now.” It was too late for him. I knew a man in San Diego, president of the Chamber of Commerce of that city, a man of con- siderable wealth. A few years ago they were forming a University Club. He had never been to college and he expressed a deep rgret. It was too late for him. These men differed widely in worldy success, but they were alike in one thing—they greatly regretted a lost opportunity. You high school boys differ greatly in some particulars, but you are alike in one thing—you now have your chance. Now is your opportunity, my boys. This leads me to the second question. ‘What kind of a school shall we have?” I should like to see a school where boys are making men out of themselves. I want it a place where earnest ambitions are evident. Let our motto be, ““We know where we're going and we are on our way.” One of the most interesting things is to read how other men made good. This summer I selected a long list of biographies and got the board to buy “ec them. You will find among them such titles as: “How Some Boys Became Famous,” “How Some Girls Became Famous.’ Go there to the library and ask for one of these books. During the day look through it. If you like it, read it. There are some there you won't read; if you do not like it, take it back and get another. You will find some interesting, just what you want. When I spoke to the board about getting these books, one member said: “Yes, I think we all have gotten our highest ambitions from reading what others have done.” I offer you this set of books, and I hope you will use them and get their inspirations. They can be a great help to you in getting your start and in holding to your purpose. And now I am yours for a school where life has already begun, where great impulses are being born which shall turn un- promising boys into leading men, earnest in the purpose to be successful themselves, and of use to the world. I thank you. | | Jones’ First Experience as a Housekeeper HEN Mrs. Oliver had finished reading the telegram she had just received, she glanced nervously at her daughter, who was sitting by the window in the Oliver drawing room, reading a novel, which, if one judged by the expression on Jane's face, must have been exceedingly interesting. “Oh!” exclaimed Mrs. Oliver, “what shall I do about it?” Although Mrs. Oliver meant the words for herself alone, Jane over- heard the exclamation. “What is it, mother?” she asked. When her eyes fell upon the yellow envelope and message, she jumped up with an exclamation of surprise. “Why, what is the matter? What has happened?” “Nothing has happened that is exactly serious, but it is sufficient to worry me. This is a telegram from my lawyer in the city, saying that there is some trouble arising over the property that your grandfather left me. He wishes me to come down at once; | must take the last train this evening.” Jane murmured a sigh of relief. “That is quite easy to do,” she said. “T shall have you ready long before that last train goes. You know the schedule has been changed. Since the change, the train leaves at 7:55, and it is only half-past five o’clock now.” With these words she ran toward her mother’s room to get an early start in preparing things for the journey. “Wait, Jane! That is not the point that worries me tost. Who is going to be housekeeper tomorrow? The new cook just telephoned this afternoon, saying that she could not come until the day after tomorrow, so now there is tomorrow without anyone.” “Oh, I hadn't thought of that,” replied Jane. Her mother eyed her cautiously, as Jane stood, thinking of something to suggest. “I have it!” she exclaimed, “why can’t I play housekeeper for tomorrow? You know it is vacation; I could try my best to keep the boys and dad alive until the cook comes.” “T had been thinking of that,” answered her mother, quite relieved, “however I was waiting for you to suggest it. You have never cooked a meal before, but you might try it now. Prepare your menu for breakfast to- night, so that you will know what to do in the morning. Don’t leave every- thing until the last minute; you will find that things work better by follow- ing that policy.” With these last words, Mrs. Oliver hurried to prepare for the journey. Jane’s dreams that night were full of ham and eggs. She dreamed so much of them that by morning she decided to change her breakfast menu. Despite the fact that the coffee was too weak and the toast was burned, Jane thought her first breakfast a success, but her brother remarked to his father, that he wasn’t sure that he would be home for dinner. “Now, as soon as these dishes are cleaned and the kitchen straightened, 8 THE ECHO I must go and buy something for dinner,’ Jane said to herself, as her brothers and father were leaving. “I think housekeeping is great!” Before Jane set out on her exploration of the markets, she sat down to plan out what she would have for dinner. “I think we could have some salad first—I guess shrimp salad would be all right. Then, let’s see, I wonder what comes next. Oh, I guess I'll just get a beef roast, have some mashed potatoes and canned corn. I won't give them much because I shan’t have time to prepare a great deal. But I have forgotten dessert! I think I'll make some marshmallow pudding; I have seen mother make it several times and I’m sure ! could do it now.” So she started off to the stores. “T want some lettuce for salad,” she told the grocer. “About how much do you want?” he asked. “T guess about twenty-five cents worth will be enough. Ill take four cans of corn also.” The clerk smiled as he turned away. “I wonder how many she intends to feed?” he whispered to a fellow clerk. In the butcher shop, she surveyed the roasts of beef. “How much is that one?” she asked, pointing toward a huge affair, ready for the roasting pan. “This is two dollars.” “T think Ill take it,’ said Jane; “I’m almost certain that that will be enough for the four of us.” Again she trudged off, with her bundles, which were quite heavy. As it was getting rather late, she was obliged to hurry home, if she wished to have dinner prepared by noon. It was half-past ten, the door-bell was ringing, and a red-faced Jane, in a hot, smoky kitchen, was beating a marshmallow pudding, which absolutely refused to stiffen. Dishes, pots and pans, which had been gathering all morning, gave Jane's cooking den the appearance of having been struck by a cyclone. “Oh, dear! this is the fifth time that bell has rung within half an hour! Why can’t people stay away when I’m so busy? This old pudding won’t whip, the potatoes aren't on to cook, and the meat hasn't begun to roast; I can't see how it is that everything goes along so nicely when mother cooks. Just look at this kitchen now!” She wiped her eyes, in Bridget fashion, with the end of her mother’s big kitchen apron, as she tore it from her. On reaching the front door, Jane found, to her horror, that the offending party was an old and wealthy friend of her mother, who lived out of town. As Jane entered the drawing room with the visitor, it just dawned upon her that she had forgotten to straighten a room in the house. The room they were entering was as mussed as it possibly could be. On hearing that Mrs. Oliver was away, Mrs. Harrison informed Jane, that instead of staying over with the Olivers, she would leave on the early afternoon train. Jane did her best trying to entertain the lady, until a faint odor of something burning reached her nostrils. Then she apologized and | THE ECHO 2 tlew to the kitchen, from whence the odor came. There she found, to her dismay, smoke streaming out of the oven. When she had rushed wildly around for about five minutes—ding-a-ling-a-ling—rang the telephone. Fully one-half minute later—‘Hello! What! No; this is NOT Hearn’s Livery Stable!” The receiver banged in its place. “I do wish Central would give people the right numbers, instead of continually annoying others.” Then, back she flew to the kitchen, leaving the friend to amuse herself as best she could, It was nearing the noon hour and Jane was still beating the pudding. “T remember mother having beaten it for an hour, but I’m sure I’ve beaten this for over two hours already.” As the clock struck twelve, Jane began to set the table. The only dish she was sure of was the salad. Neither the roast nor the potatoes were cooked, and the corn tasted burned. “It is just my luck to have someone like Mrs. Harrison come, when I have such an awful dinner,” muttered Jane, as she rushed around the table with the dishes. “I wouldn't care so much if it were only dad and the boys; but now, there is this ‘swell’ dame, of whom mother is so fond.” It was fully half-past twelve before everyone was seated at the table. The roast was so large that it required much more time to cook than Jane had allowed, so that it was not wholly cooked. Jane was on the verge of hysterics, when she sat down at her place. She felt as if another mishap would cause a breakdown. “Took at the vegetable garden,” whispered Bob to his brother, as he pointed to his dish of salad. It was indeed a good name for it, as little pieces of lettuce seemed to be growing from the lettuce leaves around them. When the second course came on, everyone simply tasted the potatoes and corn, and that was quite enough for him. “T'll wager Jane is in love and consequently emptied the salt-sack on these potatoes. As for the corn—whew!” This was also from Bob, for his brother’s ears only, but his father overheard him and frowned. When they had finishéd, poor Jane said something about making a marshmallow pudding that wouldn't get stiff, consequently they woul d be without dessert. “Oh, we have had quite enough without the dessert, anyway,” said the smiling Mrs. Harrison, who was joined in on the remark by the rest of the family. After seeing Mrs. Harrison to her train, and before clearing away the dinner dishes, Jane flew upstairs to her room, threw herself on the bed and burst into tears. “Oh, if mother were only here now!” she sobbed. “I certainly have changed my mind about housekeeping; I’ve had all I ever want of it!” With this thought in her mind, she fell asleep, but was rudely awakened by the 10 THE ECHO ringing of the door-bell. “I wonder if that is going to keep up all afternoon; if it does, I shall go wild!” At the door she found a next-door neighbor—a confirmed gossip—in the form of Miss Crosby. “How do you do, Jane. I saw Mrs. Harrison leave a short while ago and I was wondering what could have brought her to Amesbury,” said that lady, eyeing Jane’s tear-stained face with no small amount of curiosity. As they entered the drawing room, Miss Crosby’s quick eyes did not fail to notice the disorder, for she knew that Mrs. Oliver was considered a very neat housekeeper. Miss Crosby received but little satisfaction in Jane’s replies to her questions, so soon left. “Now the whole town knows about it,” said Jane, resignedly, as she slammed the front door. When Mr. Oliver and his sons came home that evening, they found a note in the decidedly neat dining room, asking them if they would kindly eat supper down town, as the writer had a headache and would not be down. They read the note over once more, but were afraid to read it again, for fear it was only an illusion. They had never managed to get out of the house so quickly before, for they now hoped to have a good supper. As for Jane, she had fallen asleep, hoping that when she awakened breakfast would be by her bedside. —H. D., ’13 3 AUTUMN Autumn days are pleasant days, With the sun's bright, burnished rays. Autumn, with its breezes sweet, Drives away the summer's heat. Then the roses droop and pale, And the grass dies in the vale; Then the grapes their clusters show, On the vines that trail below. Then the amber leaves are falling, And the nuts to us are calling; Summer birds their flight now wing, To return again in spring. Autumn’s skies are blue and clear, And the moon and stars seem near; Then the chilly nights foretell The coming of cold winter’s spell. —E, K.,, TS, THE ECHO is edited and issued the second Wednesday of each month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One Year, One Dollar. One Term, Fifty Cents. Single Copies, Fifteen Cents. 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Assistant Managers 12 | THE ECHO HE middle of October finds us planning for numerous in- teresting events of many descriptions to take place during the winter months. During our four years in High School j should gain considerable knowledge other than that which we derive from our studies. As Freshmen, upon entering High School, we feel that we have entered into a new atmos- phere, and are ready to organize and work. Too often this feeling is ex- tinguished because of the lack of interest and encouragement given the I'reshmen by the upperclassmen, so let us begin now, by showing more school spirit. Think of all the opportunities we have. Consider the different school activities. Many of you are saying to yourselves, “There is nothing I can do; the activities there are, are only for a few.” Count over the different ones. The boys have the track work, football, baseball and basketball; the girls have the basketball. Anyone of us, the more the better, may be in the Debating Society, or working for the school journal. Many have the opinion that only the students whose names are on the staff, can work for The Echo. You fail to realize how greatly a little assistance on your part would be ap- preciated. School spirit in general is not lacking. Everyone is ready to root for the field days and to encourage the other activities, but too few endeavor to take part. Within the High School a true democratic spirit should prevail. In the class room everyone is rated according to his efficiency, not by his social standing, the great advantage of the public school being, that it should level out class distinction. Do the students as a whole, endeavor to encourage this democratic spirit, or are there some, who selfishly and foolishly, create class distinction, according to wealth, causing resentment and discontment within the school? Judge for yourselves, which you would have, a school where everything is harmonious, a true democratic government existing; or one, where con- ceit, hard feeling, and discontment exist. Surely, we all choose the first, so let us work together, helping one an- other, and each of us doing our share in improving and retaining school spirit. During the first week of October the tryouts for the S. N. S. C. A. L. meet were held, furnishing some excellent competition and several surprises. The work of the entire team was extremely gratifying, all contestants show- ing ability far above the average, while the work of some deserves special mention. Churchill, who is training for the first time, this fall, not only pressed the star sprinter, Bettini, in the 220 yard dash, but also ran an excel- lent race in the 440, taking first place. This is an unusually good showing jor a novice, and with careful training he should develop into a marvel. Track Manager Talbot surprised his competitors and proved that he can come back when he has defeated all contestants in a fast half-mile. Cameron, running his first mile this season, took first place easily. on account of a bad cold, Chapman thought it best not to enter the competition. While we all enjoy seeing him break records, we realize his wisdom in refraining from athletics when not in condition. The S. N.S. C. A. L. will occur at Cloverdale on the roth of this month. Ever since the League has been established it has been the custom for Santa Rosa to send a winning team to this meet. May this rule never be broken and may our team return from Cloverdale crowned with the wreath of victory! The following is a partial summary of the tryouts: 50 yard dash—Bettini, Gore, Rogers. 100 yard dash—Bettini, Churchill, Gore. 220 yard dash—Bettini, Churchill, Rogers. 440 yard dash—Churchill, Talbot, O’Connor. 880 yard dash—Talbot, Larimer, Wilkinson and O'Connor tie for third. Mile run—Cameron, Talbot, Wilkinson and Peterson tie for third. Hammer throw—Merritt, Berry, Churchill. Discus throw—Merritt, Churchill, Ladue. Shot put—Ladue, Berry, Churchill. Broad jump—Larimer, Russell, Covey. The making of new acquaintances, the renewal of old friendships, and the settling of programs are over at last and the regular routine of school life has begun. The programs have continued under the auspices of the Girls’ Glee Club and they have proved very interesting. The programs during the past month were as follows: September 20— WaVori lis Sial iow Acinett co hep nine st crac anna ates eno eric ot oat Tillie DeBernardi IDE Vy Teh yac(ol Si, SARs eRe aa ch aN bien ARSC MRR Re ir tp reenrocir cca case Helen Trachman AIGURESS sto ap UO Cengeas Gyre: artes dk tetetaetctsice yeaa ena earns Mr. Brownscombe September 27— Pa ilel SOI ee oa A AB Iso oro ome One nO ame mann ea Harry Luce Vocal Solo, “A Thousand Veastes Under the Sea =... .5-.-.-- Mr. Allen October 4— WO CASO Osea steric a ars aise onic soa bavemater s c roy shaker ncea lageretal hate teal ria iene Flora Blanc PAA Oe SOLO ME hater ce nie tonc ae ced che atanons a toeiatierabant neste tre tease, ee axe ere Frances Pannel On Monday, October 7, Judge Seawell spoke for a few moments on the life and character of James Whitcomb Riley. He also read two of this pleas- ing author’s shorter selections. His speech was very much appreciated. DEBATING The Debating Society has organized and has entered quite well into the term’s work. This semester will be a busy time for the debaters of S. R. H. S. In the middle of November the first of the series of league debates will occur, so we are preparing to defeat Analy High again this year. The Debating Society is open to all members of the school, and all members of the Debating Siciety are eligible to enter th tryout for the team, so here’s your opportunity. The officers of the society are Chester Case, president; Donald Cameron, vice-president, and Grace Titus, secretary. -_ | | | } | THE ECHO 15 The Girls’ Glee Club is do- ing splendid work under the leadership of Mrs. Mills. Mr. Montgomery, after hearing the girls sing one afternoon, expressed the opinion that they were doing nicely. We hope that the club will please everybody as much, or more, than it did him. The club has been really working for about three weeks only, meeting one afternoon of sach week. In that short time we have learned two pieces, and we are now learning a third. Mrs. Mills is certainly to be congratulated on her efforts, and the members of the club, on their ability and willing- ness to learn so rapidly. The school will probably hear more of the Girls’ Glee Club before the end of the term. September 24—A regular meeting was held, President England presid- ing. The secretary's report was first read and accepted, then the report of the delegate to S. N. C. A. L. was read and accepted. The following were then presented and granted: Arthur England, expenses to Napa, $3.00; girls basketball manager, new baskets, $4.00. As there was no further busi- ness the meeting adjourned. October 2—An open meeting was held in the study hall. The minutes of the meetings held in the preceding month were read. Then the treasurer’s report was read. As there was no further business the meeting adjourned. October 3—A special session of the Governing Board was called by President England for the purpose of electing a boys’ basketball manager. Irving Bennets and Otto Berger were nominated for the position, the former being elected. A motion was then made by Roy Miller to the effect that the student body give a dance once every month, with a charge of fifteen cents to defray expenses. Mr. Steele advised that before the motion be voted upon, the Board of Education should be consulted, as there had been some trouble concerning one of the former dances given by the school. C. Case then made a motion that the chair appoint a committee to interview the Board of Education regarding the matter. As there was no further business the meet- ing adjourned. THIRD TERM Adams, Fred Anderson, Ruth Baum, Earl Birch, Jeffrey Bolton, Vivian Banks, Esther Christ, Elmer Coltrin, Claire Carithers, Zelma Donovan, Thelma DeLong, Gertrude Ellis, Margery Entzminger, Albert Finley, Frances Forsyth, Margaret Garner, Leona Garner, Floyd Gregory, Merle Huffman, Ethel Heim, Raymond Joaquin, Mary Jewell, Fanita Jonas, Bessie Kistler, Amandus Lunger, Elmer Luttrell, Florence Lambert, Ruth Larimer, Ned California: versity. mountains. THE ECHO Sophomore Names Melvin, Juanita McGregor, Rob Roy Mallory, West Merritt, Clifford Moore, Myrna Manion, Zalena Miller, Ruth Nelligan, Lilly Nagle, Helen ©’Connor, Genevieve Parrish, Charles Polliner, Vera Percy, Donald Peterson, Louesa Rogers, Stuart Randall, Aileen Rogers, Erle Russell, John Slyter, Robert Spencer, Elsie Stahl, Pauline Seymour, Sophie Smith, Olivia Smith, Margaret Trachman, Helen Tuttle, Gladys Todd, Ruth Watson, Susan Wilkinson, Mildred Alumni Notes The following S. R. H. Nat Mallory is in Richmo nd. Charles Thompson is taking a post-praguate course at U. C. t Mary Sheppard is teaching in Mark West. George Mallory ’o9, is employed in a mining camp in the Sierra Nevada Winter, Hosmer Yarnell, Dain FOURTH TERM { Ahl, Kinley Warren { Berger, Otto Cameron, Douglas Brown, Chapman, Lawrence Hatch, Margaret Elizabeth Johnson, Henry Hendren, Lowenthal, Miriam McDaniel, Alma Mitchell, John Newman, Mabel Oka, Genzabero Johnson, Juliet Peterson, Chauncey Raffteseath, Paul Rasmussen, Margaret Rushmore, Mildred Seymour, Lillian Steinnort, Carl Sullivan, Leo Thomas, Minnie Vought, Agnes S. students are registered at the University of Ruth Elmore ‘10, Lois Forsyth ‘11, Don Geary ’10, Howard Gilkey ’11, Rachel Lee ’11, Thorne Gale ‘og, Galen Lee ‘11, Shirley Abeel ’r1, Engelina Ward ‘11, Leo Noonan ‘11, and Ruby Parrish ’og. Anita Haub ‘10, and Constance Mader ‘10, are attending Stanford Uni- = a The exchanges have not been as many as usual this month. Those we have received are: The Cocoanut, Manila, P. I. (August and September): Although the ap- pearance of your paper is generally the same as usual, your number is al- ways filled with good material. Nesika Wawa, Dayton, Washington (May): Why put your table of contents on the cover? You have too many ads. in the front. Your cuts are not very good. Aurora, Anderson, Cal.: Why don’t you have the month of your pub- iication, the volumn, and the number, in the front of your paper? Your line cuts are good, but the pictures from which you made your half-tones were not good. The Tokay, Lodi, Cal.: You rave a very nice annual, every department being well written up, except for jokes, we think you should have a few more, as you are an annual, so have plenty of time to procure them. Why use two grades of paper in your book? Visalia High School News, Visalia, Cal.: Your second edition is greatly improved over your first edition. Your paper would have a neater appear- ance if you printed it on a better grade of paper. The Tattler, El] Paso, Texas (September): Yours is the best weekly we have received. Your material is good and your appearance very neat. Potpourri, Auburn, Cal. (Commencement number): The editorials do not belong in the front of the paper; literary material should always come first. Your cuts are excellent. Purple and White, Made ra, Cal. (Graduation number): ‘Your materia! is good. Avoid the use of so many black headlines. The Magnet, Selma, Cal. (June): Keep your ads. in the back pages of your paper. The editorial should never precede the literary department. The Anvil, Painesville (Senior number): The ads. do not belong on the front page; keep them in the back. A few cuts would brighten your ap- pearance. The Far Darter, St. Helena, Cal. (Senior number): Keep your literary material in one department; your josh column is very short. (Dedication number): Your material and appearance are excelient. Why not adda few cuts? Foolish Questions Ruth O. (at ‘phone)—Hello! Is this 211? Voice at other end—It is the AlI- pha. Ruth—Is Mr. Watson there? Voice—Yes, do you wish to talk with him? Ruth—No, you idiot! I want to hand him a cigar. Miss Wylie (Hist. I.)—What can you say of the Medes and Persians? Lloyd W.—I don’t keep track of these bush league games. At Freshman Reception Soph.—Do you like codfish balls? Fresh—No, I never attend them. Leo Fitzgerald wears his hair awfully short. V. Clark—Yes, the coward. C. Anderson—Jess, do you know the best way to keep friends? J. L—tTreat them well. C. A.—No; often! has been something trembling on my lips for He—Dearest, there—er six months She—Yes, I know it; why don’t you shave it off? Miss Leddy (Latin I1)—On what day of the week would you rather have composition? “Saturday,” rang out the voice of John Russell. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ Jar Taffies? IF NOT WHY NOT? Hattie, McKinney Titus Complete House Furnishings Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 Fourth Street, San‘a Rosa a at THE ECHO 19 Lost In typewriter room, a powder puff. Finder return to Esther Yea- ger and receive reward. I'reshie—Who is Cliff Merritt? Wise Junior—Ralph Rose. Persistent Freshie—Then, who is Ralph Rose? W. J—Edw. Kofford. Miss Leddy—Where is your grammar, Theodore? Tub O.—I haven’t any. Miss Leddy—Why? T. O.—She died last year. Father—Do you have any trouble when you are saying your lessons at school? Jack-—Yes, Dad. l'aiher—What seems to trouble you most? Jack—The teachers. Father—-Do you study diligently in school? Emily—No; there ain’t no such course. Found In the typewriting room, a pow- der puff. Owner may have same by calling at desk. Mr. Allen. Nadine D.—What makes this dis- agreeable odor about the postoffice? Dorothy W.—Why, its the dead letters. cer a HAHMAN DRUG CO. Prescription Druggists 213 Exchange Ave. Santa Rosa - California Judge (pointing his stick toward the prisoner)—There is a _ great rogue at the end of this stick. At which end, your honor? asked the prisoner. And He Gotiz There was once a young man from Cadiz, Who made quite a hit with the ladiz: But once he assayed To kiss a strange maid, When she up and consigned him to Hadiz. : The Anti Queeners League has served notice on Sterling Coulter, that he will be canned if he doesn't stop violating the rule. Cape of Good Hope—Sweet six- teen. Cape of Flattery—Twenty. Cape Lookout—Twenty-one. Cape Fear—Thirty. Cape Farewell—Forty. Teacher (rapping his desk)—Or- der! Order! Pupil—Ham and eggs, please. “We're in a pickle,” said a man in a crowd. “A regular jam,” said another. “Heaven preserve us!” exclaimed an old lady. Debater—Corporations have no souls! How about the shoe trust?” 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. Specialists in Fitting Glasses. 20 THE Father—Do you know where lit- tle boys go who go fishing on the Sabbath? Charles P.—Yep; get yer hat and foller me; I'll show you the place. OK “How’s the Glee Club getting along?” “Oh, it’s a howling success!” “And the orchestra?” “All played out.” Dorothea—Everyone has a hobby of some kind. What is yours? Clara C.—Keeping out of the way of people who ask me such foolish questions. Sunday School Teacher—What did Noah live on when the flood went away and the food in the Ark was gone? Little girl—On dry land! Arthur had a Thomas cat That warbled like Caruso, Some neighbor slung a baseball bat, And now it doesn’t do so. Miss Wylie—What injuries did Hannibal receive? Mait. Hall—He lost the sight of his left eye and a few years later he was wounded farther south. ECHO Bud Berry—Is supper nearly ready? Mrs. Berry—No, Bud; I’m get- ting it by the time you set the clock when you came in last night, so it won't be ready for four hours! As Chester was going out one eve His mother questioned ‘Whither?’ . Chester, not wishing to deceive, With blushes, answered, “With her.” Mrs. Matchem—I am going to in- troduce you to a fascinating young widow of twenty. Bachelor—Thanks, but I refuse to be the twenty-first husband of any woman, no matter how fascinating she may be! “Man may have descended from the monkey, but it is an unques- tionable fact that woman springs from a mouse.” Mrs. Mills (Glee Club)—-Mary, bring me “Nazareth” and “May Heaven Forgive Thee.” Helen F.—Say, do you know 1 can't just help thinking about my- self? Grace S.—Well, that’s the human instinct to worry over trifles. COLTRIN’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Santa Rosa CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS 721 Fourth Street Phone 124 ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS Rose Theatre C. N. CARRINGTON, Manager High Class Vaudeville Vaudeville on Fridays and Saturdays Moving Pictures Daily Except on Above Days Special Added Attractions on Sundays Special Aim to Please Popular Prices gee for the Best in High Class Attractions S$ KATING— PAVILION RINK On A Street Open Every Evening---8 to 10:30. Also Saturday and Sunday, 2:30--5 p. m. Special Class for Ladies Wednesday Evening Skating Contest Every Friday Night ECHO ADVERTISERS DISTINCTIVE FEATURES IN The Kranich Bach ‘Pianos SN Dn, The Kranich Bach piano is built upon exclusive lines, and its success an! superiority lie mainly in the fact that in most important respects it differs from any other piano made. Forinstance: Also String and Band Instruments (1) It is the only piano wherein the action is equipped with our celebrated spiral spring washer, the only preventive against unfavorable atmospheric conditions. (2) The Kranich Bach pianos have greater length of strings and greater sounding beard surface than any other of equal dimensions. (8) No other pianos having the same tonal capacity are as compact in form or as graceful in design. (4) Our patented fallboard offers a larzer open space directly behind the keys than in any other piano made. (5) Our reversible music desk in upright pianos is the only one preventing the front of the upper panel from being marred by the use of sheet music or hooks. (6) The backs of our upright pianos are entirely different and more highly finished than in any other pianos. (7) The metal frames in all of our pianos are actually full size, and are not cut away and therefore weakened at such points where not exposed to view. (8) Our metal pedal brackets give absolute freedom from trouble caused by dust, grit or dampness. (9) Not a single screw or other metallic substance penetrates either the soundboard or bridges of our pianos. (10) All hardware on the case, including pedals, is of solid brass (not plated metal.) (11) All mouldings, ornaments, trusses, ete., are made of solid woods, corresponding to the veneered surfaces, and all are doubled or cross-veneered with mahogany ve- neer. (12) All ef our Grand Pianos are now equipped with the marvelous Isotonic Soft-Pedal (Patented July 9, 1907.) (13) All Kranich Bach uprights are now constructed with the new scale ‘“Violyn Plate” with inclined pin-block. Santa Rosa Furniture Co. 324-330 FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. Watch this Space in the Next Issue ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS “Your Fotograph” The Best in Style The Newest Tones Correct Lighting Are what you get at the Elite Studio Wm. McClearie, Prop. Phone 640 Next to De Bernardi Hotel Santa Rosa, Cal. Will you permit us to suggest Portraits as more than hizhly valued gifts at Thanks- giving and Christmas? “Make the appointment today. Use the Phone’”’ BINA ROSAS BEST STO | Carithers Forsyth W. W. CARROLL Crocery and Bakery Supplies 771 Orchard Street Santa Rosa number of the Echo must. Christmas be in by November 29 | ALL PICTURES ECHO ADVERTISERS Sonoma County Fruit Produce Co., Inc. GOOD PLACE FOR GOOD GROCERIES Fourth and Wilson Streets Phone 87 Santa Rosa, Cal. 15% PER CENT DISCOUNT TO STUDENTS TEMPLE SMITH 611 FOURTH ST., Santa Rosa, California Photographer (to Don Seaton )— The picture would be much better if you hand on father’s shoulder. Mr. Seaton—But it more natural if he put his hand in put your your would be my pocket! Snappy, Stylish R. C. MOODEY SON Miss ©O’Meara—What is “Becomes the throned monarch bet- that, ter than his crown?” Bud B.—Hair! Obvious Helen—Wonder if Irene knows that we are looking at her new gown? Eliza—Certainly; what do you suppose she is walking down this street for? J. ©. MAILER HARDWARE Co. For all kinds of Fine Hardware FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. Misses Lambert Fine Millinery 314 B STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. PHONE 7063 ECHO ADVERTISERS PROFESSIONAL GARDS - PHYSICIANS P. A. MENERAY PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office: Santa Rosa Bank Building Phone 392R Hours: 10-12; 2-4; 7-8 Residence: 521 Mendocino Avenue Phone 392Y Office: Carithers Bidg. cor. 4th B Sts. ’ Phone 29 Res: 447 B Street Phone 126 DR. J. W. CLINE Fours? 10 to: 1252 to. 45-7 ta 8 Sundays: 10 to 12 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Dr. James H. McLeod SPECIALIST EYE, EAR, NOSE AND THROAT Office Hours: 10-12 A. M.; 2-4; 7-8 P. M. Sundays by Appointment Union Trust Bank Bldg Santa Rosa Dr. Jackson Temple PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Manville Doyle Building Corner Fourth and D Streets Hours—10-12 A. M.; 2-4 7-8 P, M. PHONE 328Y SANTA ROSA Uffice Phone 243 R Res. Phone 243Y DR. G. W. MALLORY Exchange Bank Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA SUBSCRIBE FOR THE ECHO J. W. SCAMELL, M. D. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON tesidence: N. W. Cor. College Avenue and Humboldt St. Tel. 784. Office: 541 Fourth St. Tel. 781 SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Office Phone, 871R l'esidences 871Y Dr. Allen R. Howard Physician and Surgeon Rooms 17 and 19 DOUGHERTY-SHEA BUII.DING Santa Rosa California DR. S. L. WYLAND Os-te-o-path PHONE CONNECTIONS Santa Rosa Bank Bldg. Santa Rosa Mary Jesse Hospital Mrs. Mary E. Jesse, Matron NO CONTAGIOUS DISEASES 815 Fifth Street Phone 248Y Cc. F. WELTI Successors to H. H. Moke FUNERAL DIRECTORS LADY ATTENDANT 418 Fourth Street Phone 21 Katherine Sanitarium Open to all Physicians. Surgical Room in Connection. No Contagious Diseases Accepted Only Graduate Nurses Employed MISS SYLVIA HATCH, Superintendent 905 McDonald Ave ’Phone 31 DENTISTS Office Aseptic and Everything Coming in Contact with Patient Thoroughly Sterilized DR. V. HOFFER DENTIST Telephone 256 Office: Santa Rosa Bank Bldg., 3rd Floor Rooms 312, 313, 314 DOWN CONNOLLY DENTISTS Telephone 547 533% FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Dr. D. P. Anderson DENTIST Phone 479 Union Trust Bank Bldg Santa Rosa Dr. C. W. Reed Reed McGaughey DENTISTS Barnett Building (Over Riddle, Bacigalupi Co.) Dr. C. A. McGaughey SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Rolf L. Thompson ATTORNEY Dougherty-Shea Building SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Vial-ent A jolly young chemistry shark, When mixing some stuff on a lark, Dropped a match in a vial, And after a while They laid him away in the dark! ECHO ADVERTISERS G. Mortimer Chapin TEACHER OF VIOLIN Studio—Room 31, Masonic Building Phone 354 Soph.—I don't see how your col- lar can get soiled. Freshie—W hy ? Soph.—I should think that the rubber in your neck would act as an eraser. Helen F.—Santa Rosa may not have well-kept streets, but oh! those elegant Lanes! Miss Mailer (Botany)—What’s the connecting link between the vegetable and animal _ kingdom, John? J. R.—Hash! Hodgson-Henderson Co. CLOTHIERS, HATTERS OUTFITTERS 517 Fourth Street Santa Rosa, Cal. Patronize Echo Advertisers A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the wisest men. Mother—Gladys, dear; have you some old worn clothes I can send to the heathens? Ny EBCHO ADVERTISERS Everybody Reads The Press Democrat The only Morning Daily Published in Sonoma County E.. Lo FINGES C. O. DUNBAR PRINTING, RULING AND BOOKBINDING eo ¥es— Call and inspect our big poe Wee on Fifth Street, just off of Mendocino. = : ECHO ADVERTISERS BUY YOUR DRUGS AT G. M. LUTTRELL’S PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST (THE REXALL STORE) HEALEY SHOE CO. Best Shoes on Earth $2.50 $3.50 $3.00 $4.00 Overton Hotel Block SANTA ROSA E. R. SAW YER Watches, Chains, Lockets Buttons, Bracelets Buckles Scarf Pins, Brooches, Fobs Silver Toilet Articles, Etc. 529 Fourth St. Santa Rosa 772 Orchard Street, Santa Rosa Allen’s Grocery STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES BREAD, PASTRY, ETC. SCHOOL SUPPLIES Phone 825 Cor. Orchard and Benton Streets Plants for the Garden Roses in assortments. Carnations, eight varieties, all colors; Helitrope, light and dark; Gerenums, all colors; Delyhinium, (Hardy Larkspur) ; Salvia;Oriental Poppy; Chrysanthemum, twelve choice varieties. Other hardy Perenials. Prices reasonable, stock first-class. FRED GROHE Florist MeDonald Avenue Subscribe for The Echo When in Want of Flour Ask for ROSE BRAND NEW MILL NEW MANAGEMENT SANTA ROSA FLOUR MILLS CO. Helen F.—You look rather lone- some; why don't you go away for a while? Beryl—Oh, I have my billet (bill- yet.) Madge—What color is the storm and wind? Mildred—The storm rose and the wind blew. YE ART SHOP Drawing Supplies Art Goods Pennants, Posters, Etc. Cc. M. BRUNER 426 Fourth Street Santa Rosa —— ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS BUTLERS’ SHOE SHOP For ell SHOE by REPAIRING He does it with Modern Machinery at Moderate Prices Phone, Residence, 260 307 D Street Phone, Shop, 793 J COFFEE ROASTED DAILY FLEAGHER’sS A. Trembley Co. Coffees, Teas, Spices, Crockery, Glass- CARRIAGES AND IMPLEMENTS ware, Agateware, Kitchen Utensils ; 5 F Fairbanks-Morse Co. Gasoline Engines 420-422 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Michigan Automobiles Its Place SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Strange—Living in such a gloomy place, where does that pretty Miss HIGH SCHOOL PINS I'razer get her bloom and_ fresh- HIGH SCHOOL HAT PINS ness? HIGH SCHOOL SPOONS One who knows—That’s easy. Out of her vanity bag! JOHN HCOD TREE DELIVERY PHONE 50 JEWELER Eugene C. Farmer PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST 701 FOURTH ST., Cor D..SANTA ROSA SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Sign of the Big Clock BUY YOUR MEATS OF The People’s Market They Carry a Complete Line GOVERNMENT INSPECTED MEATS LEARD « LE BARON INDEPENDENT BUTCHERS HCHO ADVERTISERS Taxicabs at Hack Prices 5 7 Passenger Cars Santa Resa Taxicab Co. TAXICABS—PHONE 26 Garage Phone 143 Stand—Occidental Bldg. When You See. This Think of Noonan Meat Co. Santa Rosa The only State Inspected Slaughter- e Bottling house north of San Francisco. No Works Flies or Spoiled Meats. Insist on your Meats being chilled at Noonan’s Phone 472L W. H. HUDSON Proprietor Bianchi Bros. I V E S RESTAURANT 710 FOURTH ST. LITTLE PETE, Mgr. Best, Cheapest and Up-to-date FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA Occidental Block S H O E S SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA SANTA ROSA NATIONAL BANK UNITED STATES DEPOSITARY CAP UTA mer stich. tne teni $200,000.00 SURPIUSt ee cerca tate $50,000.00 A COMMERCIAL BANK UNION TRUST SAVINGS BANK CAPT TAB, «5. ¢'s2ays.00 phous de ecauoae $50,000.00 PRUDPREIUL Sib ctaniryrce oases Syetn sant $25,000.00 A STRICTLY SAVINGS INSTITUTION Both Banks Owned by the Same Stockholders Dealer in LUMBER and F. BERKA pouring materi WILSON STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. i a ees ot ECHO ADVERTISERS BATHS Hot and Cold BATHS ATTENTION !! WE HAVE A RECORD SPOONCER BROS. BARBER SHOP Occidental Bldg. B Stree+ Patronize Echo Advertisers Gardiner Bros. Second Hand Goods Bought and Sold 709-711 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Cliff Merritt says, “If I could run as fast as Stew Rogers thinks he can, I would have to run sidewise to keep from flying. AT at The SANTA ROSA COFFEE CLUB Pianos and Furniture Carefully Handled Baggage Called for Dealers in Stove, Distillate and Fuel Oil W. H. Lee C. E. Lee F. M. Cooper LEE BROTHERS’ VAN AND STORAGE COMPANY The Only Concrete Warehouse in Santa Rosa Agents for Standard Oi] Company Tel. Santa Rosa 60 Santa Rosa Phone 734R AMERICAN BAKERY P. MOORE, Prop, High Grade Cakes, Pies, Pastry 208-210 Fourth Street Santa Rosa AUTOMOBILES, BICYCLES SPORTING GOODS SCHELLING’S GARAGE ST. ROSE DRUG STORE The Place Where You Get a SQUARE DEAL Fourth and A Sts. Santa Rosa, Cal. TEXT BOOKS AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES C.A. Wright Co. Leading Booksellers and Stationers 615-617 FOURTH ST SANTA ROSA BCHO ADVERTISERS NMalloryBros. Horseshoers General and Auto Blacksmithing Rubber Tires 3 B Street Phone 169 J hy is Al. H. like the back of a clock? Because he is always behind time. DIXON ELLIOTT HIGH GRADE HARDWARE, HOUSEHOLD GOODS AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS Fourth Street Santa Rosa N. Bacigalupi Son . HOLESALE AND RETAIL Grocers PHONE 245 203-205 Fourth Street Santa Rosa “There is a great deal of smug- gling in the fur trade.” “Oh, what a skin game.” Mae H .—Do you believe there are microbes in kisses? Don S.—I never believe anything without investigation. W. §. Hosmer Son School Books Music | be Stationery ) Fourth Street SANTA ROSA Little marks of chalk On the history board, Often make an ex. Not to be ignored. —FEx. ES eee ee Te Gladys—No, but I can tear some. a Miss Abeel—Take this seat. Dale W.—Where shall I take it? Kopf Donovan Wholesale and Retail Grocers SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Commercial Art Co. Designers and Engravers SAN FRANCISCO 53 Third Street Juell’s Drug Store Telephone 237 €-1 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA — SOULGUIEE Nat, 6 bw olla h 04 = oeretad « dmg ete Awe POOLE b 6.0.0 is eq 6b 65,006) 0 1,tpie,e 46 S. 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The Place, Off Santa Barbara HIk steamship “Miguel” was ready to sail. On the deck stood a young man looking out over the crowded wharf. A Jj clean-cut, yonng fellow, he was, clad in a neat gray travel- ing suit. A close glance revealed the fact that he was a de cided blonde. His eyes, large and grey, wore a sort of wist- ful look, as though he were loath to leave his native land, and not overly pleased with the prospect of the sea trip ahead of him. His thin nose, slightly aquiline, and his firm set lips, gave him an aristocratic appearance, distinguishing him from his fellow-passengers. He was neithei tall, nor short, being that happy medium, above which a man begins to look long-drawn out, and under which, he appears sawed-off. The gang-plank was about to be drawn up, when a taxicab dashed up to the wharf. The door flew open, and out jumped a little, old man. He was extremely sprightly for his age. Throwing the driver a coin, he darted across the wharf, up the gang-plank, just a moment before it swung into place. “Just in the nick of time,” he murmered to himself, but loud enough for the young man leaning on the deck rail, to hear. “Ah, an Englishman,” he thought to himself, as the old man passed. Just then, the engines of the great boat were set in motion, and amid many farewells and flutterings of handkerchiefs, she glided away from her moorings, out into the harbor. Fifteen minutes later, the rough sea had driven most of the passengers to their staterooms, but our young friend, being a good sailor, paced the deck, taking in the full benefit of the sea breezes. As he rounded the corner near the prow of the vessel, the sound of angry voices reached his ears. “T left explicit orders that the room must be on the port side, in the mid- dle of the ship, and was assured.that you would do the best you could for me.” “We did the best we could, sir. You ordered the stateroom only a short 1 THE ECHO time ago, and all the rooms except this one were taken at the time. We can't make a stateroom to suit you.” “Yes, but I ordered it two weeks ago. It seems to me that that ought to be plenty of time.” “O well, I can’t stand here and argue ail day with you; it’s the best we can do, I tell you, and you'll have to take it and say nothing.” With this the impudent purser walked off just as the young man in gray passed. The little. old Englishman strutted about, extremely flustered; his face burning with indignation. At that moment, the young man stopped, turned shortly, saying to the old man in kindly tones, “What's the matter; you appear to be in trouble?” “O, these steamship men! They certainly drive me distracted! They are such impudent fellows. Two weeks ago, I ordered a stateroom, portside, middle of the ship, and this is what they have given me. Suh disregard! Such thoughtlessness !” “Why, I think I have the very room you wish—number sitxeen, that’s it, port side, middle of the ship. Now, if you wish, we can exchange tickets. That room will be much more comfortable for you than the one you have. It really doesn’t make any difference to me which room I occupy. Here is my ticket; will you accept it?” “Young man, you are very kind, I am sure, and if it doesn’t make any difference to you, I believe I will accept your generous offer. But let’s see; what name am I to assume on this trip? James Ashton! Eh?” With that, he gave a searching look at the young man. “Sit down, young man, I should like to talk with you for a few minutes. You say your name is James Ash- ton?” eves! “Where is you home?” “IT was born in New York City, but since I was six years old, I have lived in Santa Barbara.” “Do you attend college?” “Yes. I am just now returning from my summer vacation. I attend the University of California, in Berkeley.” “For what are you fitting yourself?” “To be a physician and surgeon. I finish my ‘pre-med.’ next term. You see, when father died, he left mother and me a small fortune; but I decided that it is of no merit to live on inherited money, so very early in life, I re- solved to use my life and my money to good advantage. Medicine is my favorite profession, so I decided to follow that.” “Oh, I see! In what way did your father make his fortune?” “In the Kimberly diamond mines, South Africa.” Once more, the old man started, and looked sharply at James Ashton. “Was your father American-born, or, er—that is, of American parent- ager “No, he was born in England. He ran away from home when he was eighteen. More than that, I know nothing; he was quite reticent on the sub- ject, and spoke of it only at rare intervals. Here is a picture of him, that mother gave me just before I left home. She said it was taken when he was THE ECHO 5 fourteen. Do you wish to see it?” The young man drew from around his neck a small gold locket containing an old-fashioned daguerreotype. Thembling with eagerness, the old man grasped the tiny locket, and gazed intently upon the features of a boyish face. “Oh! Oh!” he exclaimed with tears in his eyes. “It is Jimmie! Poor little Jimmie! If you only knew the anguish and remorse of your poor old father the night before he died! At last, after months of travel, and search, I have found—not you, but your son?” “What do you mean?” cried: the young man, in astonishment. “This,” said the old man, excitedly. “I am Arthur W. Pomeroy, of Pomeroy and Pomeroy, Barristers, London. I have been searching the United States over four your father. He could be traced to Los Angeles, but there, he seemed to have utterly disappeared. Having given up hope of find- ing him, I took this steamer from Santa Barbara to San Francisco, en route to London, to report my failure. Now, good fortune fairly throws me into the arms of the son of the man for whom I am looking. Since he is dead’”— The rest was for Ashton’s ears alone. —S. R. C,, 713. THE ORIGIN OF THANKSGIVING DAY With its feasting, praise and prayers, Now comes Thanksgiving Day, So famous in our nation. But pause— Why is this holiday? Look back o’er the annals of history, Back to the colonial day, When the persecuted Puritans of England Were seeking freedom to pray. Having crossed the stormy Atlantic, In three and sixty days, They disembarked on Plymouth Rock, So history goes to say. Twas after a dreadful winter, Midst hunger, and Indian crimes, That a plenteous harvest came, Bringing prospects of better times. A ship arrived from England, And the Indians gave them corn, So after that perilous winter They were less forlorn. On the last Thursday of November, The year of 1621, Led by their Governor Bradford, Gave thanks to the Divine One. So,thus ’twas those Puritan fathers, Near three centuries ago, Originated our Thanksgiving Day, On that cold New England shore. —F. A., ’! ww At Peace With The World N tne mountain passes of the pine-girdled heights, where the snow clings in patches far into burning June, the last rays of light from the dying sun were giving way to the huddled gray ghosts of night. Far up on this snowy ridge, stood Gordon Wellesly, For a moment he halted on the summit of a boulder, that clenched like a giant's fist at the edge of the trail. [rom the zig-zag pass that split its way up the shoulder of the white-capped mountain, a widening path crept down, dim and distant, into the lime crust, which held the town of Dayton. Intently, Gordon swept his feverish gaze along the fastnesses of the rocky ledge, and he wondered, for the hundredth time, if he were near the ancient cloister of St. Francis, for his limbs were growing more weary at every step, and at times his eyes closed so tightly, that only with effort could he open them; at length his whole body seemed to cry—sleep! sleep! sleep! Gordon Wellesly fell exhausted upon a bank of snow. The haunting vision of Margaret fighting with the cruel waves of Lake Walker, set his brain on fire. He could see it now, and realized how useless it was to think she might have been saved. How hard he had worked to fin ish his course at Harvard, and upon graduating, had secured a fine position, that he might show the girl of his dreams he was not what she had thought him—a worth- less spendthrift. On his return home, how happy they had been, and then the terrible quarrel had turned his world to natight. His dream turned again to the drowning Margaret, who had gone alone in her tiny canoe, on the fatal waters of Lake Walker. At dusk, four Franciscan monks, carried into the monastery, the limp body of a man, who had been found by the St. Bernards, half buried in the snow. The chiming of mission bells, brought Wellesly to his senses. Opening his eyes, he found himself stretched upon a low bench, surrounded by strange looking beings, clothed in rude sack-like garments, who were peering eagerly into his face. Tenderly the monks lifted his head, and held a cup of steaming milk to his lips. Propped upon one elbow, Gordon tried to realize the situation, and slowly placing one hand in his pocket, he brought forth a card, which he handed to the long-faced monk holding the cup from which he had just drunk. The monk took the card and read aloud: I, Gordon Wellesly, wish to become a member of this sacred order of monks, and do solemnly swear to live the life required by the same, until death.” Letters From Peggy to Her Cousin North Platte, June 12. Dear Cousin Lucille: want to thank you for your dear letter, and for the lovely pa, engagement present. When I showed it to Jack, he was 4 pleased, and told me to tell you that you are a dandy girl. You remember Jack’s sister, Betty, don’t you? She was the one who went with me to the train to meet you. Well, ¢ tomorrow | am going to the matinee with her to see “Madame Butterfly”; Iam simly crazy to see it. I have to call for her at 2:00. Hope you enjoy this message. With love, Yours, Peggy. North Platte, June 14. My Dear Lucille: [ am crying so hard that I can hardly see to write this; but let me break the news-gently. I’ve broken my engagement with Jack! Of course I feel terribly, and I cried all night long. This is the way it happened: In my last letter I told you that I was going to the matinee with Betty. I got started all right and took the car to East Linden street. As I reached the front porch, I distinctly heard these sarcastic words spoken in a familiar voice, “Here comes that pesky cat again.” (These blots on the paper are tears.) I was simply too distressed for words. When Betty opened the door and rushed to greet me, I turned and fled before she had time to speak. The idea!-and after I have always been so nice to her, and then have her speak of me as “that pesky cat!’ I am never going to speak to any of the family again. Ten Minutes Later. Jack just called, and mama told him I would not see him. I peeked through the window; he looked terribly pale, so I guess he is taking it hard. I cannot think of anything else, only please write soon and comfort, Your sorrowing, Peggy. North Platte, June 20. Dearest Lucille: Thank you for your comforting letter. It came just as the phone rang for the fifteenth time this morning. This time it was Betty; she asked for a private talk with me this afternoon. Poor Betty, she’s an awfully dear girl, but I just hate her now. Her father and mother came to see if thes couldn’t unravel the mystery, last night. You see, they don’t know why | broke the engagement. Love from Peggy. 8 THE ECHO P. S—Just one week ago I was as happy as a lark, but now I am pale, Area Peggy. North Platte, June 21. Darling Lucille: I feel like screaming for joy, but instead, I will tell you what’s the matter. Betty’s neighbor has a horrible cat that does insist upon catching other people’s chickens. It comes to see Betty quite often, and naturally gets slanderous remarks thrown at it. Also, Betty has a parrot (I never knew that before. But oh joy! I do now), who is inclined to repeat things it hears. The cat is a particular enemy of the parrot, sa the latter speaks quite terrible things of it. [ have been to see the parrot, and would you believe it, he put out his foot and said, “Tow-de-do” to me, and laughed. I wonder if the parrot knows that it was to blame? A thousand kisses and love, Peggy. P. S.—Jack says that you are to be the maid of honor, Peggy. —FE, G,, ’13. November November, the beginning of winter's reign, With winds and storms that rush amain; The clouds gather thick and fast each day, Changing the sky to a dark, dull gray. Oh, the days gone by, too quickly past, Spring, summer, autumn, now winter at last; The north wind sighs for a summer breeze, As it gushes and whistles through the trees. So I take a walk in the early morn, And view the fields of frost-bitten corn; Out in the country’s crisp, cleansed air, Mid the hills and vales now grown so bare. —E. K, ’1s. i) A Thanksgiving Experience ARLY on the morning of November twenty-eighth, a cab dioye swiftly up to the small stone depot at the college town. ‘lwo girls, dressed for traveling, each carrying a suit-case, and bundled up in big heavy coats, for the weather was exceedingly cold, stepped out, and made their way threugh the throng of people gathered on the depot plat- form, to the ticket office. “Two tickets for Kenton,” said one of the girls, after the business-like agent had been aroused sufficiently to leave his comfortable position by the office Stove, and make his appearance at the window. He finally produced the tickets, and, to their inquiry as to when their train should arrive, drawled out, “Train to Kenton due in eight minutes.” Being a cold, frosty morning, the girls found the stove in the small wait- ing-room the center of attraction of more people than could comfortably crowd around it, so they decided to try to keep warm by walking briskly up and down the station platform. Occupied in this way, they chatted excitedly, in anticipation of a coming event. The girls were Ruth Sheridan, and her chum, Evelyn Ward, both strug- gling Freshmen at college. Since the beginning of the semester, finding their interests in college to be about the same, they had been friends. So when a couple of weeks before, Ruth received a letter from her mother, saying that they expected her home for Thanksgiving vacation, and allowing her the privilege of bringing a friend, she had had no hesitation about whom to invite; while Evelyn, whose home was in another State, was very glad to accept the invitation. The Sheridans possessed a lovely home in the city of Kenton, about a hundred and fifty miles from Stamford, so the girls nat- tirally expected to have a glorious vacation, but were anticipating Thanks- giving Day itself more than anything else. A letter from Ruth’s younger sis- ter intimated the elaborate preparations for a grand Thanksgiving dinner, the company invited to participate, and the plans for the entertainment that was to follow. The first of the week they found it would be impossible for them to leave college until Thanksgiving morning, but by taking the early train, found that they would arrive home by one o'clock, in plenty of time for din- ner, at half-past two. Promptly at half past five their train arrived, and amid the general ex- citement, Ruth and Evelyn got on board, settling themselves comfortably for their trip. Exactly five minutes later the conductor shouted, “All Aboard!” Then the train pulled out of the station. “Well, at last we are really started,” said Evelyn. “Yes. isn’t it a relief? I was terribly afraid that we should uever be able to catch this early train,” said Ruth. “About seven hours of this, then we chall be home—I can hardly wait now that we are really on the way, Dad will meet us at the depot in the auto and get us to the house in ten minutes. Then we will have to hurry to get ready to meet the guests for dinner. Thanksgiving dinner Oh! joyful thought!” For awhile they kept up a lively 10 THE ECHO conversation, and gazed at the passing scenery. When a boy came through the car, selling the latest magazines, they decided that the time would pass faster if they had something to read, so purchased a couple, and soon each of them was deep in a story. It was about eleven o’clock when the train stopped at a little wayside station, called Arbuckle, in a deserted looking part of the country. Ruth, iooking up from her magazine, exclaimed in surprise, “Why, I wonder why they stopped here—they never have before that I can remember. From the appearances of things, | never blamed anyone for not wanting to get off.” No one seemed to get off now, except the conductors and brakemen, who soon gathered in a group in front of the small, dilapidated station, where a typical country farmer told them something in an excited manner. “Well, this is certainly mysterious,” said Evelyn, “I wonder what can be up?” Soon the curiosity of the other passengers was aroused, and several of the men got off to see if anything was wrong. A gentleman sitting across the aisle from Ruth and Evelyn went out, and returning shortly afterwards, announced that it seemed that there had been a big freight wreck a few miles beyond, and that the train would be unable to go any farther until the track was cleared. When that would be no one knew. On hearing this news, the girls were dismayed. Seeing a conductor standing near the window, Ruth opened it, asking him if it were true. The conductor grimly confirmed the report, adding the sarcastic remark that it would not be hard to pass the time away in such a lively metropolis as Arbuckle. On realizing the situa- tion, Ruth and Evelyn were thrown into the depths of despair. To be stuck in this hole for several hours was in itself bad enough. But, that it should be on this day of all days, and that it should now be utterly impossible for them to reach home for that anticipated dinner, was enough to convince any- body that Fate was against them. After a period of absolute despondency, knowing that they might as well become resigned to the situation, they decided to try to ease their feelings by following the example of many of their fellow-passengers, by walking outside. To say the least, Arbuckle was not an exciting spot. A road led from the station to the town itself, which consisted of the inevitable country grocery, a blacksmith shop, and several dwellings. The appearance of the passengers created quite an.interest among the inhabitants, for the proprietor of the grocery immediately opened shop. Those who went in to investigate were not able to give very favorable reports on the variety or choiceness of the edibles to be purchased. At about one o’clock, discouraged and forlorn, Ruth and Evelyn made a repast of crackers and cheese, slightly the worse for age. This is certainly a contrast to the feast we expected to have today,” Vee a 4 ) ‘“ ; . - ° r . . i lamented Ruth. “Just think of crackers and cheese for a Thanksgiving din- ner! Whenever we get home we shall have something to make up for this. I wouldn’t call it a Thanksgiving dinner on our part,” said Evelyn, THE ECHO 11 “probably we should be glad to be able to get anything at all to eat in this remote spot, but in this case it is rather difficult to be thankful.” Afterwards, there was nothing whatever to occupy the time but to walk around outside or sit in the train, awaiting consequences. The girls tried to find consolation in reading, but invariably their thoughts would turn to the pleasures they had expected to be enjoying at this time, and they became terribly impatient and restless. To add to the general gloom, shortly after two it began to rain. Soon quite a storm arose, the rain came down in tor- rents, outside it was fearfully cold, then it became so dark that reading was impossible. At last the afternoon dragged on until.it was four o’clock, but still they were stranded. Half-past four came—there was no sign of continuing the journey, but finally just before five word came that the track was clear, and joyfully they bade farewell to the burg of Arbuckle. Shoftly after seven the train arrived at Kenton. Ruth could hardly suppress her joy when she saw her father waiting on the platform, and caught a glimpse of the big, gray automobile in the distance. At home they were eagerly welcomed, and Evelyn was introduced. to all. Great was their satisfaction to find that not all of the Thanksgiving dinner had been con- sumed, and that a spread, which was a feast indeed in comparison to crackers and cheese, was awaiting them as soon as they were ready. Of course they related the experiences of the day to all, but in the pleasures of the evening, soon forgot that there was such a place on the earth as Arbuckle. THE ECHO is edited and issued the second Wednesday of each month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. 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Manager Arthur Farnlof..... { A THE ECHO 13 HANKSGIVING DAY is coming. How eager we are for that day to come, not-merely because we may hope for a turkey dinner, but because we are going to enjoy one of the four school holidays which the State Legislature allows us. We are not tired of school, but hope that on the day before Thanksgiving, we may leave school without text books, to enjoy the day as we should—in thankfulness and rejoicing. Most of us forget the meaning of the day, taking everything as a matter of course. In our enjoyment, we forget the thousands who toil and struggle that day and all others in order that they may live. We should be thankful not only for the comforts which we have, but also for the many opportunities given us, using them while they last, and remembering that once passed, they will never present themselves again. Many dislike school work, considering it a hard task, due to the fact that enough interest is not taken in it. The only difference between work and pleasure is the spirit with which it is performed, so work that is a peas- ure to do, becomes an enjoyment. Let us remember the many who are working hard, with few or no pleasures, to gain the chance we have of getting an education that will open to us a world of activity. Thanksgiving is a harvest festival. As we are all growing in knowledge, let us endeavor to gather the fruit of our school work so carefully that it will last, and be helpful te us in our life-work, Since the fall semester of the school year does not end until January the thirty-first, the Senior number of THE ECHO will appear in January. All material must be in by December the sixteenth. Credit should be given to F. L. Spooncer for drawing the cover design. His name was omitted from the drawing by the engravers, YE HAND BALL Of late, hand ball has been the all-absorbing topic of interest among cer- tain boys in the school. Some members have eliminated completely the cus- tom of eating at noon time, prefering to play at the new game. Hand ball is a good sport if kept in its proper place. However, you know that said game is the mainstay of delight at Ukiah, Napa, Eldridge and Stockton. This subject could well be kept within the realm of reason. But to make a climax to the whole thing, those who are most radical upon the subject wish to establish a series of games with some other towns. We have listed most of the towns in this State which have hand ball clubs. Now, if our boys were to play with teams from certain of these towns, you know that they would run great danger of catching the “hand ball craze,” and some of them would no doubt be so badly affected that we would have to provide a home for them. It would be well to look into this matter thor- oughly. YE FOOTBALL At the recent meeting of the Governing Board, a motion was made and carried, that football be abolished from the list of school activities. At the time it was supposed that interest in the sport was so slight as to forfeit its support. Since then circumstances have proven otherwise. Rather than be deprived of their favorite game, some twenty-five students formed an inde- pendent team, under the direction of Captain Argyle and Manager Maroni, and several successful practices were held. Mr. Walker, formerly a player on St. Mary’s varsity team, kindly consented to act as coach. So much ex- cellent material showed up, and such splendid results were obtained that even the faculty became enthused. On November 6, under the direction of Mr. Montgomery, a meeting of all interested in the subject, took place. Acting on his advice, a committee THE ECHO 15 of three was selected to broach the matter before the Governing Board for further consideration. The exact subject of their petition is not yet known. However, they will undoubtedly ask for recognition as a school activity and for financial support to the limit of at least fifteen dollars. This is a per- fectly fair and just request and should be carried without difficulty. TRACK The Field-day of the Northwestern League was held on the High School oval just one week after the S. N.S. C. A. L. Weather conditions were un- settled and the Santa Rosa athletes fought their way to victory through a driving rain. Despite the downpour, hundreds of rooters gathered on the muddy grounds to witness the contest. The best feature of the-meet was the running of our captain, Lawrence Chapman, in the half-mile. Striving for the record, he led out at a killing pace, which soon left all other contestants far in the rear. Steadily increas- ing his speed in the second lap, he overtook and passed several runners who had not yet circled the track. At the command of the coach he slowed down perceptibly near the finish and broke the tape in the remarkable time of 2:5 —a new record. Under such climatic conditions, this was a wonderful achievement. Throughout the entire day, with few exceptions, good-natured and friendly rivalry held full sway. 50 yard dash—Whiter (W), Bettini (S. R.), McCutchan (H). 5-3. too yard dash—Briggs (H), Bettini (S. R.), Whited (W). 10-3. 220 yard dash—Briggs (H), Rogers (S R), Churchill (S R), Lawson (U). 26-3. 440 yard dash—Allenby (U), Meyer (U), Churchill (S. R.), Skilling (P). 57-2. 880 yard dash—Chapman (R( R), Wilkinson (S, R.), Talbot (S. R.). Brown (P). 2-05. Mile run—Skilling (P), Allenby (U), Chapman (S. R.), Wilkinson (S. R). 5-07. 220 yard hurdles 30-3- 120 yard hurdles—Berkovits (F. B.), Gore (S. R.), Russell (S. R.) 17-3. Mile relay—Santa Rosa, Ukiah, Petaluma, Analy. Hammer—Caughey (U), Berkovits (F. B.), Byington (H), Prather (U). 156 feet. Pole vault—Pedersen (R R), Endicott (W), Larimer (S R), Oxender Oxo att High jump—Berkovits (F B), Dykes (P), Endicott (W), Pedersen (S R). 5-9%. Shot put—Caughey (U), McCutchan (H), Allenby (U), Lawson (U). 40-5. Broad jump—McCutchan (H), Whited (W), Russell (S R), Larimer (S R)., 18-9. Discus—Caughey (U), Endicott (W), Phillips (1), Merritt (S R). 102-7. Gore (S. R.), McNab (U), Mills (S. R.), Foye (F. B.) THE ECHO Summary of Northwestern League Meet SanmtavRosas ws abso us tcestinis neem asen erred ee hath eke 601% UiktatlaecoPpit detest cl erticthcon ates biceeiel nc teae thet atc ate Pe Sa! 41 Elealdsputo oho s cated atte oe pear etees tat cae ate eae! 24 Wllitss niece Sra oahu ohare aeiiehe oR eae RET ee Meee 18 Pétaluimae wrcen nc ei eee rk eee GT Ae ee 10 ROtrt i Bragoe:. garner ne See Tee ee oe eee 14 Analy 2 Taking advantage of the excursion rates and the ideal weather condi- tions ,an enormous crowd accompanied our track team to Cloverdale on Octo- ber the nineteenth. Here, with their customary skill, the Santa Rosa ath- letes won their way to victory by a surplus of points. With such uniform excellence did our team perform, that it is impossible to name any one man as star of the meet. The track on which the competition took place was nothing to brag about, and handicapped the athletes in their efforts to estab- lish new records, The entire field day was characterized by ideal fairness on every side. A good-natured crowd, a valiant rooting section, and a bunch of husky athletes all served to make the day a success. The following is a summary of the meet: 50 yard dash—Briggs (H), Bettini (S R), McCutchan (H). Time 5 3-5. 100 yard dash—Briggs (H), Bettini (S R), Hatton (P). Time 10 1-5. 220 yard das metelpas (H), Bettini (S R), Hatton (P). Time 23 2-5. 440 yard dash—Churchill (S R), Skilling (P), Talbot (S R). Time 582-5. 880 yard dash—Brown (P), Talbot (S R), Stice (P). Time 2:10. Mile run—Chapman (S R), Aetied GP) Grante(G)e a linte.s-op: 220 yard HurdiegnGaes (S R), Russel (S R), Mills (S R). Time 29 4-s. 120 yard hurdles Gore (S e , Russel (S R), MacKinny. Time 17 3-5. Broad Cae eee ay Russel (S R), Larimer (S R). Distance zo feet 1%4 inches. Polt vault—Oxender (P) and Larimer (S R) tie for first, Pedersen (S' R). Height 10 feet 5 inches. High jump—Dykes (P), Pedersen (SR), Mills (S R) and Brigys (H), tie for second. Height 5 feet 5 1-8 inches. Shot put—McCutchan (H), Ladue (S R), Phillips (H). Distance 40 feet 11 inches. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL A letter has been received, stating that the first game of the S. N. S. C. A. L. will be played on or about November the fifteenth. This will mean hard and steady practice up to that date if we expect to have a winning team. From then on, there will be league games up to the che umpionship game, when we expect to win the cup again. Mr. Allen has been coaching the girls and they have improved greatly = 2 SS SS —— 2 SS The programs of the past month have been very interesting, and have given much pleasure to the Student Body. They have consisted of the fol- lowing: October 2 BisnoOr Solow AivermManiat e aacs a ences ote oar ole cdaien etl Margaret Forsyth Nocal solose Ar Miessatexiu My Epedimsti.iai tase terials 20s Helen Fraser EAP Ome OlO Mein: ee eter site seater at aks eat ncetEm alas sae et mac Mee er 2 g's tai Sal5) ang. ool lice LaDue October 18—Rally Day Two of the High School songs by the school. Speeches regarding the merits of the team, by Lawrence Chapman, Raegen Talbot, and Mr. Steele, the track team’s coach. October 22 The Student Body was favored by a musical recital by Mr. Moss. This was a treat that was very much appreciated by the students. We hope to hear from-him again in the near future. October 25 Seles toh ey Cre DOU ME IELAD Dyitnirtaeclemache weshetc ce: tinct ceraiey sl selon’ Girls’ Glee Club November 1 JERtabe cote Fora haat speaten ear PRM meat ir th EY ron sa Nerina eg PRP ke a Barbara Dows NTE Poreerh LOVIN Cane tt or ee Sephiae ny Oke SCRA ng PL Shy Renee aa See ON © ae Blanche Bonnard DEBATING The Debating Society has made considerable progress during the past month. A tryout for the team has been held and a very efficient team has been chosen. Among those who discussed the question concerning “Panama Canal Tolls,” the judges, Attorney Vaughan, Miss Barnett and Miss Wirt, decided that the following were most capable in the order given: Frances Ahl, Douglas Cameron, Grace Titus and Chester Case. The first three will serve as the team proper, and the fourth as alternate. On the twenty-second of November, in our own assembly hall, will be held the annual debate with Analy High School. The team has been work- ing diligently, and all members of the debating society are lending their ut- most aid toward preparing a debate that will not only win for us a happy victory, but also will be interesting to all who attend. Governing ‘Board Report October 9—A regular session of the Governing Board was held. The sec etary’s report was read, and then the report of Barbara Dows, as yell leader, was read and accepted. Nominations were then put in order for a new yell leader. John Mitchell, Douglas Cameron and Frank Spooncer were nominated, Mitchell being elected. Raegan Talbot, manager of track, then maae a motion that the Governing Board furnish the money required as se- cur'ty by the S. N. S. C. A. L. managers to insure the entrance of contest- ants. The amount was to be fifty cents (.50) per man. The motion was sec- oned and carried. As there was no further business the metting adjourned. October 15—-No quorum. October 16—A special session was called by President England for the purpose of considering a number of important matters. An application for expenditure of money was presented and granted as follows: One basketball bladder to cost $1.50. Roy Mills then made a motion that, as the season was very short and the track work would take up so much of the time for the next few weeks, football be abolished for the term. The motion was sec- onded and carried by a ballot vote. As there was no further business the meeting adjourned. October 22—A regular session of the Governing Board was held. A general discussion was engaged in, regarding the action of the Governing soard in abolishing football for the term. Case asked for some reason why the Board could stop any school activity. A motion was passed that the chair read the portion of the constitution relating to such a condition. This read, it was decided that to reorganize football, another vote of the Govern- ins Board would have to be taken. A motion was made that football be played, but there was no second to the motion. ‘As there was no further business the meeting adjourned. October 29—A regular session was held, President England presiding. tne following men were granted their “S’: Bettini, Rogers, Churchill, Mills, Gore and Larimer. Merritt and Russell were granted their numerals. An application for expenditure of money to the amount of $3.50 was granted Raegen Talbot. A motion was then made by Nathanson, that handball be in- troduced as a regular activity in the school. This motion was seconded by Mir. Allen. It was then decided that an amendment would have to be added to the constitution permitting this. A motion was then made that an amend- ment be added to the constitution making handball a regular activity. There was some discussion as to whether this motion should be voted on at the regular election or at a special election. As there were two motions before the Board and some indecision on the part of members to act, all motions and suggestions were withdrawn. A motion was then made that at the next general election an amendment be made to the constitution making handball an activity. This motion was seconded. A ballot vote was taken and the imcasure was defeated. Smith then made a motion that a dance be given in honor of the track team. This motion was seconded and carried. It was moved and seconded that Mr. Montgomery take up the matter of the dance with the Mothers’ Club. 4 This department has been sending out many exchanges during the last month, but we have received few in return. We miss many of our old friends that we would like to see on our exchange list again. High School Breccia, Portland, Me.: Your literary material is good, but why spoil your appearance with those ads. on the front page? A paper of your standing should have a large exchange column department. The Argus, Tulare, Cal (Commencement Number): You should give your Literary department preference to the editorials. Your appearance and cuts are very good. Gettysburg Academy Iles, Gettysburg, Penn.: As a newcomer, we wel- come you. Your arrangement is poor. Place the Literary department first, then the editorials, and next the Athletic department. Come again. Mercury, Milwaukee, Wis.: Why do you keep your ads. in the front? An Advertiser’s Directory is not a very appropriate frontispiece, though it may bring you more money. The Tiger, San Francisco, Cal.: Yours is the largest and best exchange received so far. Surely a High School of your size could publish a monthly magazine. The ad. on your back cover detracts very much from your ap- pearance. Visalia High School News, Visalia, Cal.: You are quite a novelty as an exchange. You evidently have the backing of an enthusiastic Student Body. The Wilmerding Life, San Francisco, Cal.: You are one of the best ex- changes received this month. The ad. on the back cover dves not add to your attractiveness. We see no mention of our paper in your Exchange col- umn. Don’t you receive The Echo? The Reyen Record, Youngstown, Ohio: The ads. do not belong in the front of the paper; keep them in the back. A Literary cut would improve you greatly. The Exchange department should precede the Athletic. The Echo, Lincoln, Cal.: Your appearance is better than the average. We suggest a new cover every issue, instead of a stock cover. The Blue Owl, Attleborough, Mass.: Your arrangement is poor. The Literary department should come first. Joshes should not be scattered among the editorials. Exchanges should come before the joshes. The Gondolier, Venice, Cal.: You contain much valuable material con- cerning your High School. We suggest a few department cuts. The Cocoanut, Manila, P. I].: Your appearance has improved greatly in the last few months. Your poets are clever. Dorothy Condo—I wonder why Don said Irene had a complexion like a peach? Dorothy Brush—On account of so much fuzz, I guess. “What's the score?” “Eight to four.” “You must be mistaken, I’m sure. I haven't seen more than three men carried off the field. a Margaret F.—I washed my hair today. Mae H.—And now a load is off your mind. a ok Mr. Allen (in Cloverdale, gazing upon a striking damsel)—Say, Mar- tin, she’d be a peach for my basket- ball team. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ Jar Taffies? IF NOT WHY: NOT? Yay, ho, Mitch and Flo, Eto,” Ho; “Ho For our dear Echo, k k ok All good boys love their sisters, And I so good have grown, That I love other boys’ sisters As well as I love my own, a oc Marion M.—Helen Geary seems like such a reserved girl. Ilorence L.—Yes, I wonder who for? SH Beryl—Is it true you are engaged to Hugh? Gwen.—No; I want to see how he looks after the football season. Hattie, McKinney Titus Complete House Furnishings Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 Fourth Street. Santa Rosa zw 4 THE John M. as a yell leader is a howl- ing success. Helen F.—My brains have been bothering me of late. Beryl S.—I wish I had as little to bother me. Miss Wirt (to Lester N.): “Hat Fred ein guter verstand?” (Has Fred good understanding?) Then as an afterthought: “Oh, well, say so anyway.” In the Study Hall (Mr. Martin to Juliet J. and Ag- nes): You girls have to quit talk- ing; there is too much commotion radiating around this radiator! sk as ‘ Dodge O’C.—Didn’t you say your dog’s bark was worse than his bite? Don S.—Yes. Dodge—Then for goodness sake, don’t let him bark; he’s just bitten me! a sk Proper Coats For an Undertaker—Box coat. For a Judge—Fine coat. For a Housemaid—Duster. For a Housekeeper—New market. For an Old Maid—Mail coat. For a Sightseer—Rubber coat. For a College Girl—Pony coat. For a Glutton—Eton coat. HAHMAN DRUG CO. Prescription Druggists 213 Exchange Ave. Santa Rosa - California ECHO 21 “There are five reasons why | cant get married.” “ , hat are-they ?” “A wife and four children.” ok She—But, Capt., why do they al- ways call a ship “she?” He—Well, you wouldn't ask me if you cver tried to steer one. —Ex. eee ee Uncompromised Id. anl Mag. together were Ot. in close communion seen; I'd. was but an editor, a. a weekly magazine. liugh—Say, Bud, what's a vac- uum? Bud—I can’t just remember it now, but I’ve got one in my head. Dale W.—In last Latin ex. he gave me the principal parts of ‘‘to skate” as follows: Skate—Slipper —Fallen—Bumptum. kK ok Oe Ox Mother—Why, Bobbie, what do you mean by making baby eat that yeast cake? Bobbie—Boo Ho! He swallowed my nickel and I am trying to raise the dough —Ex. Mr. Allen—If I have three eges and break two, what part have | left? Bill Dont—The shells. 535 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL Specialists in Fitting Glasses. 22 THE ECHO Mr. M. (Com. Geog.)—What has Brooklyn got that New York hasn’t? F, P.—It has the other end of the bridge. e Curt, But True wonder where those She—I clouds are going: He—To thunder! Al. Hockin—Where is your fa- vorite retreat? Bud Berry—The Lake of Dreams. Landlady—What’s _ the with the pie? matter Boarder—'Taint fit for a pig, and I’m not going to eat it. M. Turner—Say, Tom, if you have to hold two hands to that machine I won't ride with you. —_——__—_—_—_—__—— COLTRIN’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Sante Rosa ‘on the other side. Behind the Times S. Baxter—Margaret, have you been operated on yet? M. Hatech—No; Mother says I am backward for my age! Miss Wiley—Tom, in what battle was Wolfe killed? Tom—His last, I guess. IF. H.—Say, old man, you've got your sock on wrong side out T.—Yes, I know, there’s a hole —FEx. Life is short—only four letters in it. Three of them are “lie” and half Opes. Little grains of sawdust, Little strips of wood, Treated scientifically, Make our breakfast food. —Ex. k Vera likes to come to school To get a lot of learnin’, But she'd rather take a stroll Not very far from Herman. CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS 721 Fourth Street Phone 124 HCHO ADVERTISERS Everybody Reads The Press Democrat The only Morning Daily Published in Sonoma County ESL FINGEY C. O. DUNBAR PRINTING, RULING AND BOOKBINDING eo ¥es= Call and inspect our big mogem, plant on Fifth Street, just off of Mendocino. Eb olsraare Tame ECHO ADVERTISERS Taxicabs at Hack Prices 5 T Passenger Cars Santa Rosa Taxicab Co. TAXICABS—PHONE 26 Garage Phone 143 Stand—Occidental Bldg. When You See This Think of Noonan Meat Co. The only State Inspected Slaughter- Santa Rosa Bottling house north of San Francisco. No Works Flies or Spoiled Meats. Insist on your Meats being chilled at Noonan’s Phone 472L W. H. HUDSON FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA : Proprietor Bianchi Bros. Miss Mailer—Can’t you solve that simple fraction? U Salem P.—Yes, Miss Mailer, but RESTA RANT ; TE, : I'd rather not. ee ee Miss Mailer—And why not? Occidental Block | S. P.—It’s an improper one. SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA SANTA ROSA NATIONAL BANK UNITED STATES DEPOSITARY CAPIV ALS a to) an erat eee $200,000.00 SULCUS ta sya ane eed $50,000.00 A COMMERCIAL BANK UNION TRUST SAVINGS BANK CAIDA @ireuscn diet ateae: $50,000.00 SUREIUU Sin crear co cilen $25,000.00 a Dealer in LUMBER and F. BERKA puiping materiar WILSON STREET SANTA ROSA, CAL. � ECHO ADVERTISEMENTS IT’S NOW Fall Suit and Top Coat Time The Time of Baked Apples, Taffy Pulls, Corn Husking, and Exhilarating Rides in the Red Devil WHAT ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES? Come in and Look at Our | Fall Suits and Winter Overcoats HODGSON- HENDERSON CO. COFFEE ROASTED DAILY FLAGLER’S Coffees, Teas, Spices, Crockery, Glass- ware, Agateware, Kitchen Utensils 420-422 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Miss Smith (in Physics)—Nor- man, what is velocity? Norman MecPeak—Velocity is what a fellow lets go of a wasp with. CIEE DELIVERY Eugene C. Farmer PRESCRIPTION DRUGGIST PHONE 50 701 FOURTH ST., Cor D..SANTA ROSA A. Trembley Co. CARRIAGES AND IMPLEMENTS Fairbanks-Morse Co. Gasoline Engines Michigan Automobiles SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA HIGH SCHOOL PINS HIGH SCHOOL HAT PINS HIGH SCHOOL SPOONS JOHN HOOD JEWELER Sign of the Big Clock SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA BUY YOUR MEATS OF The People’s Market They Carry a Complete Line GOVERNMENT INSPECTED MEATS LEARD « LE BARON INDEPENDENT BUTCHERS PCHO ADVERTISERS BATHS - Hot and Cold BATHS ATTENTION !! WE HAVE A RECORD SPOONCER BROS. BARBER SHOP Occidental Bldg. B Street Patronize Echo Advertisers Gardiner Bros. Second Hand Goods Bought and Sold 709-711 FOURTH ST, SANTA ROSA a AR 710 FOURTH ST. Best, Cheapest and Up-to-date SHOES AT at The SANTA ROSA COFFEE CLUB Pianos and Furniture Carefully Handled Baggage Called for Dealers in Stove, Distillate and Fuel Oil W. H. Lee C. E. Lee’ F. M. Cooper LEE BROTHERS’ VAN AND STORAGE COMPANY The Only Concrete Warehous e in Santa Rosa Agents for Standard Oi] Company Tel. Santa Rosa 60 Santa Rosa Phone 734R AMERICAN BAKERY P. MOORE, Prop, High Grade Cakes, Pies, Pastry 208-210 Fourth Street Santa Rosa AUTOMOBILES, BICYCLES SPORTING GOODS SCHELLING’S GARAGE ST. ROSE DRUG STORE The Place Where Yous Geta SQUARE DEAL Fourth and A Sts. Santa Rosa, Cal. TEXT BOOKS AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES C.A. Wright Co. Leading Booksellers and Stationers 615-617 FOURTH ST SANTA ROSA MalioryBros. Horseshoers General and Auto Blacksmithing Rubber Tires 3 B Street Phone 169 J A Little Ad. run now and then, Will Benefit the Best of them. DIXON ELLIOTT HIGH GRADE HARDWARE, HOUSEHOLD GOODS AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS Fourth Street Santa Rosa N. Bacigalupi Son vy, HOLESALE AND RETAIL Grocers PHONE 245 203-205 Fourth Street Santa Rosa Patronize Echo Advertisers W. §. Hosmer Son School Books Music Stationery Fourth Street SANTA ROSA Patronize Echo Advertisers Kopf Donovan Wholesale and Retail Grocers SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA Commercial Art Co. Designers and Engravers 53 Third Street SAN FRANCISCO Juell’s Drug Store Telephone 237 €21 FOURTH 8ST. SANTA ROSA Excelsior Motor Cycles The Silent, Powerful, Speedy kind Agency Marlatt’s Cyclery FIFTH B STS. SANTA ROSA Elite Hair Dressing Parlors TELEPHONE 538 Electrolysis, Shampooing, Manicuring Facial Massage, Scalp Treatment Hair Work Done 630 FOURTH ST. SANTA ROSA Blanchard Farrell The Up-to-Date CANDY STORE Where we make all of our own CANDIES And the Best ICE CREAM In Santa Rosa—Try Us and be Convinced CANDY AND ICE CREAM A. D. SKINKLE (Formerly C. T. Sherman’s) FOURTH STREET SANTA ROSA 712 Fourth St. Zimmerlin Phone 879 R Carries a full line of Bicycles and Bicycle Supplies First Class Repairing a Specialty All Work Guaranteed S. A. GOODRICH, Manager. Santa Rosa Bank Commercial and Savings Interest Paid on Savings Deposits S Frontispiece E. Sinclair The Greater Victory J. Lingenfelter Holy Night (Poem) Mr. Montgomery’s Speech An Accident That Reaped a Friend H. Devoto A Sane Christmas Editorials Athletics School Notes Debating Alumni Governing Board Report Exchanges Y G Y Y ) y 4 ewer s+ eA ASN SSN wes VOL. V. SANTA ROSA, DECEMBE R, 1912 No. 4 The Greater Vicotory 1 T was the beginning of the second month of school in the Lafayette High School and everything was running along 4 smoothly. The Freshmen reception had been held, and had been, as everybody said, the most successful in the history of the school. ) ¢ Both the coach and the track manager had succeeded in getting quite a squad out for training, and the squad was doing splendid work. Nearly every evening they could be seen at their exercises—practicing starting, throwing the hammer and discus, putting the shot, and running around the cinder track. While a few of them were veterans of last year, most of them were green Freshmen or comparatively new material. The former had turned out very well, with the exception of a few, who, either on account of their small stature or lack of school spirit, had failed to answer the call. These, under the coach’s trained eye devoted their time to the event for which they were best suited. There was one Freshman, however, who did not get out to train with his classmates. Frank Stone was his name, but on account of his red hair he was nicknamed “Brick.” He was a clean-cut youth, five feet nine inches in height. He was not handsome, his clothes were not of the latest cut, but one could see by the square jaw and firm set lips that he had great determination. As he kept to himself a great deal and did not mingle with the other fellows, no one paid much attention to him. A close observer might have seen a wistful look in his eyes as he watched the training for a few minutes after school. Then he would turn, mount his bicycle, and ride silently away. “How I wish that I had time to train for the team,” he said again and again to himself, “but as things now are, with mother ill, I must hurry home to do the chores: for I know father will be tired out with the day’s work.” That night before he reached home, the chain of his wheel broke. Not having an extra link with him, he left the bicycle at a neighbor’s. About a mile further up the solitary lane, surrounded by tall trees, he could see the 4 THE ECHO small, grey house, which was his home. As he walked along, thinking of the field meet which was to be held a month later, an expression of hope crossed his countenance. “Why could I not leave my bicycle with Mr. Jones every evening and run from there home? That, together with the work I do at home, would make up for the training I miss at school.” A few days before the tryout for the track team, a new figure was amongst the squad. He ran fairly well and was entered in both the mile and the half-mile. Frank did not make the team but this did not discourage him. His weak- nesses were made apparent to him. He saw that he must acquire an even stride and a faster finish to win a race. It was a few days before the dual meet between the rival schools— Lafayette High and Winship High. The meet was to be held in Lafayette and the home team was striving its utmost to get into the pink of condition. It was a team to be proud of, and, backed up by the support of a student body, loyal to their colors—orange and black—they had great hopes of carrying off the honors. Then the superb gold loving cup to be seen in the window of a prominent jeweler. had aroused a determination in the hearts of those repre- senting the school, to do their best toward adding it to the prized collection of trophies in the study hall. Frank Stone was visiting his cousin in Lafayette. He had succeeded in making the team in his Junior year, as he was superior to his schoolmates in the mile run. He was wondering what chance he would have of winning his event from Dalton, the much-feared miler from Winship, when he heard a knock at the door. Upon opening it, he confronted a young man about his own build, dressed in a suit of the latest cut. “Hello Dalton, how are you?” Frank asked, “I haven’s seen you for some time.” “T didn’t have anything to do today, so I took a little run down in the auto. Hearing that vou were visiting in town, I thought I would drop around and see you.” “T’m glad to have you call; step in; there is no one here.” “T will, being that you are alone.” “Tt must be nice riding in a car this kind of weather. You may consider yourself lucky to have a machine to drive any place you wish,” said Frank, with a wistful expression in his eyes. “Oh, I don’t know, one is never satisfied with what one has.” “Right you are,’ Frank agreed, “I was just wishing for a few dollars myself.” “Anything urgent? I might be able to help you.” “Oh, no; I was just thinking how nice it would be to give mother some money for a birthday present. Twenty-five dollars would just finish paying her doctor bill.” “Not changing the subject,” ventured Dalton, “but I suppose you are to run the mile in the coming meet.” “Yes, I guess I will unless mother takes ill again, or something unfore- seen happens,” THE ECHO D “So your mother is sickly; | hope she improves. Did you not say you would like to give her about twenty-five dollars for a birthday present?” “Yes, I would, but a person cannot give money when he has not the money to give.” “Say, Stone, I have a proposition in mind. I graduate this term and this is my last meet. I have certain reasons for wishing to win my event. To come to the point, I have twenty-five dollars here with me which is yours if you will let me win, if you should be able to beat me. No one will know the difference since our time is so near the same, and I know that you need the money badly.” There was a silence One youth waited eagerly for an answer; the other thought rapidly, “No one will know it, and you need the money badly.” The latter was indeed true, Frank said to himself, and of course the former would be. With the money he could make his mother happy. He then glanced at her picture on the piano, There was a reproachful look in the earnest blue eyes. Swift and convincing came the question: “What would mother say if she knew that I had betrayed my school? I cannot comply with your offer, Mr Dalton,” said Frank, as he arose from his seat, “I should be a traitor to my school “I am sorry,” answered the other, “but if you see fit to change your mind and are willing to give me the race on those conditions, drop me a card bear- ing the word “agreed,” and I will send you a check, which you can cash the duy after the meet.” As he finished speaking, and turned to leave, Frank’s cousin, John, and Smith, the track captain, came around the corner of the house. They seemed in a hurry and answered Frank with only a dry “Hello.” They hay heard Delton’s last words, and since they were in the same race, had guessed the rest. The next few days were gloomy for Frank. If he lost his race he would be branded a traitor by his fellow-students. “I must win,” he said over anil over to himself, “to help bring honor to the school, and to clear myself from this dreadful suspicion.” The meet was nearly over, the score was 58-61 in favor of Lafayette High. The mile run was the last race on the program. It would decide the meet. Three men were entered from each school. At the crack of the pistol they were off. At first the rooters in the bleechers were compartively quiet. Every eve was upon the runners. As they passed the grandstand at the end of the first quarter, the rooters of both schools yelled encouragement to their re- spective runners. At the close of the second quarter everyone was beginning to get impatient for the final sprint. As the race neared its end the excite- ment increased. Dalton was in the lead and running easily. It was when the runners passed the grandstand the third time that the rooting began in earn- - each school trying to outdo the other in its encouragement to the runners. esis The race was drawing near its finish; Dalton led, with Frank not far be- hind: third came the other runners from Lafayette. Would Frank be able to pass the leader? This was the question upon the lips of everybody. To Frank himself, there was but one answer—he must win. Gradually 6 THE ECHO gaining, he was even with his opponent, but again, Dalton took a slight lead. Frank was getting tired; never before had he been forced to run so hard, or to run against a man more experienced than himself. What was that? Was it his name he heard? His head was growing thick and heavy, but the sound brought life to him. “Stone! Rah, Rah, Rah! Stone!” Then came a roaring “Ratty-to-trat.” It was the combined voice of over three hundred eager fellow-students urging him on to victory. He gave a mighty effort and passed Dalton. The necessity of the moment had done what nothing else could do. Breast to breast they sped down the home stretch, the finish was coming nearer and nearer. Everything was growing black to Frank, when suddenly the tape loomed up before him. With one supreme struggle he thdew his chest against it and fell victorious into the arms of both manager and captain. He had saved the honor of the school and proved himseif worthy of her trust. seme: HOLY NIGHT The monks descend the mountain bare, Their choral hymns are heard afar, And before the long, dark line A torch moves onward, like a star. After the holy men have passed, A lad and mother follow near; And speeding down the yellow road, A lighted church spire doth appear. Soon the solemn march is ended, The star goes up the church, wide aisled ; Within the people kneel in groups, And wond'ring looks the mountain child. Then, as if dreams were coming true, He gazes on a master’s light, A soft, sweet glow illuminates all; It is Corregio’s “Holy Night!” Mr. Montgomery’s Speech OR some time I have had it in my mind to speak to you about some matters which are of importance to you and. to the school. I shall take a few minutes this morning to mention them and I hope that you will think seriously of them. It is the purpose of the school to help prepare you for life—for what you are to do and be after your school days are past. Not all the valuable lessons of the school are learned in the study of Latin, History, English, Mathematics, and Science. The school is in a sense a social unit and some of your most valuable lessons should come to yeu through your relations to one another as a part of this social organiza- tion. Outside of the school every individual has a very definite relation to society and he is estimated ver) largely by that relation. Every citizen is expected to be honest in his dealings with his fellowmen, to have a high sense of honor, and to be independent to the extent of living by his own work. These same virtues of honesty, honor and independence the high school has a right to expect of its members. Unfortunately in society we find men who do not possess these virtues. Some there are who do not respect that which belongs to their neighbors ; some who are not honorable, and some who live not by their own work but by the toil of their fellows. To you in the high school, who are preparing for your place in the social organization, I want to emphasize the importance of these three things in your school work,—honesty, honor and independence. We talk much about school spirit. The kind of spirit that I should like to see in this school is that which will exact of every student these three things. Every student should stand squarely on his own feet. He should do his work in his own way to the best of his ability. No student should be willing to get his work from another. Neither should he depend upon borrowing and using the paper, pencils and books of another. ¢ Jutside of school the man who lives from the work of others is termed a “orafter.” In school we may apply the milder term of parasite. Society is striving to rid itself of the erafter. The school should have no use for the parasite. Be independent. Be unwilling to live by the work of your fellow students. Honesty that exects of every student the strictest regard for the property rights of his fellows; a sense of honor that will not permit profiting by an- other’s work, and a spirit of independence that requires that each member stand solely on his own merits; these are qualities that we should like to see in our school spirit. They are even more important to you than many of the lessons of the class room. An Accident That ‘Reaped a Friend T was half-past five in the afternoon, when Bess Saunders, on her high-spirited “Duchess” was riding toward Roxville. The month being December, and the hour rather late, the darkness, which was already setting over the country, made the trail rather difficult to follow. Because of a steep bank on one side and a sharp precipice on the other, Bess was obliged to hold in her impatient Duchess to a steady trot. As she rode along, she glanced, every now and then, at the fast-gathering clouds above her. “I know it is going to pour before I get home,” she cried, as she gave her steed an extra tap with her whip. “Mother expects me early, too. Well I couldn't help it, Kitty insist ed that we stay that long.” Bess was about four and a half miles from her home in Roxville. She had just come from a party at the home of her friend, Kitty Stevens, six miles out of town; and now, realizing that she was all alone in a dense wood, she knew that her mother would become alarmed at her long absence. So she did all she could to make as quick progress as possible before it became too dark. When it was not necessary that her attention should be occupied in the course of her journey, she pondered over the afternoon’s pleasure. Suddenly a thought struck her. “I wonder why Kitty didn’t invite May. They were always such good friends.” If one had been near enough to see her face as she mentioned the name, May, one could have seen that her expression was that of disdain. When May Curtis had come to Roxville two years befoe, Bess had im- mediately taken a dislike to her. Because she knew so little of May, most of her friends and even she, herself, failed to understand the cause of her dis- like. But later, on several occasions, May was, unconsciously, the cause of several of Bess’ closest friends getting into trouble at the high school which they all attended. Consequently, the dislike, on Bess’ part, quickly increased. Poor May, a plain, unattractive girl, keenly aware of Bess’ feeling toward her, kept away from her as much as possible. This, of course, answers the ques- tion as to why May refused to accept Kitty’s invitation. It had now become so dark that little of the trail before Bess was visible. She saw a white speck ahead of her and decided that it must be another wan- derer. Drops of rain began to fall, lightning flashed, hunder in the distance could be heard. Bess, becoming startled, lashed her prancing Duchess on to a gallop. The nervous animal dashed blindly down the trail, stumbling over unseen obstacles. Finally coming to a little spring, the horse jumped across it, threw her mistress to the earth, and galloped away. Bess screamed as she fell from the saddle, and then, striking her head on a tock, became senseless. A form was soon bending over her, trying to re- vive the little life left in the unconscious body. “Bess, Bess, open your eyes! Quick! Can’t you speak? Oh. Bess!” She finally did open her eyes, and when they fell upon the stranger, she iyF SF THE ECHO = 9 gave a startled ery, “May! Wh—where am 1? Oh, why can’t my head stop buzzing so!’ She put her hands to her head and groaned. May arose and took the injured girl in her arms. “What are you going to do?” cried Bess. “T am going to see how near I can get you to the attention you need,” coolly answered May, although she was inwardly more excited than she had ever been in her life. “I’m too heavy for you. Put me down!” cried Bess. May laughed. “You're as light as a feather”; a fact which was not far from bein wrong to May’s mind—May, who was so big and strong. Bess again lapsed into unconsciousness, making the load much heavier for May, who stumbled on in the darkness, flashes of lightning being her only candles. The load finally became too heavy for her exhausted body to carry any further. Just as she was pondering over what her next step should be a flash of lightning revealed a little shed on one side of the trail. “T must leave her here and hurry to get the doctor. I couldn’t carry her another step and this little shelter can protect her from the storm,” May thought, as she quickly layed down the unconscious form. “How thankful [ am that I came out to see Aunt Millie, this afternoon. It was certainly a yiece of luck.” As she dashed down the trail toward Roxville, the rain began to come down in torrents, but on she ran, realizing the fact that a life was in her ands. “I don’t know how seriously she is hurt, but there’s one thing I do know—she is going to get a doctor’s aid as soon as I can bring gt She was about two miles from Roxville, but the ground flew from under ier swift feet. The rain continued to pour, forming puddles, through which May splashed. About one-half mile from her destination, she tripped over an invisible something, and fell, cutting, on a sharp, pointed twig, a deep slash just above her ankle. Grinding her teeth in agony, she still limped on, determined that nothing should keep her from her duty. Nearly one-half hour later, May fell over the doctor’s doorstep in an un- conscious heap, utterly exhausted and wringing wet. Dr. Randall, hearing the noise, rushed outside, nearly tripping over the unconscious figure. He picked her up, and bringing her into the warm house, used every possible method to restore her to consciousness. “This girl is in a very serious condition,” he said to his wife, as he exam- ined May’s foot. “She must have used this foot a great deal since it was hurt and has been losing blood constantly.” May finally opened her eyes and gazed bewilderingly around her. “Where am I? What is the matter? Did you get Bess?” “Bess? Where is she?” asked the doctor. May briefly explained the accident, telling exactly where Bess was. Af- ter begging them to hurry to find Bess, she fell back again, unconscious. Dr. Randall, realizing that May needed his attention, rushed to the tele- phone, called up another doctor to find Bess, and then telephoned to the mothers of May and Bess. 10 THE ECHO Two weeks passed before Bess was out of danger, and long before the doctor was sure that May wouldn't have to lose her left foot. The small, gossiping town was still ringing with the news of the narrow escape of Bess, and of May’s pluck. Many had noticed, when Bess became better, that a great change had come over her. She seemed to be so grateful for the smallest favor that was done for her. As soon as she was able to write, she sent May a touching little note, full of love and gratitude. That May would be as true a friend as any- one could wish she now had no reason to doubt. She realized that it was through May’s pluck that her life had been saved. The girls were soon exchanging greetings daily, and when both were well again, they were always together. As the years went by, two more sin- cere friends could not be found than Bess Saunders and May Curtis. —H) HH. D:, 13: ee, (i Lou euci ean. 4 Es WW — A Sane Christmas AST year our town had a very sane celebration on the Fourth of July. We listened to the reading of the Decla- Af, ration with awe, and after a joyous ride on the merry-go- Bi round, sat down to a sumptuous lunch, which the ladies of the Improvement Society had provided. As might be ex- pected, our crowd was together, which included dainty, lit- tle Louise, brown-eyed Elizabeth, mischievious Florence, and my own insig- nificant self. “Well, this is something like it should be, if only our patriotic forefathers were here to witness this calm serenity,’ murmured Louise, as she finished a generous piece of pie. “You know very well that you like firewor ks,” retorted Ilorence, severe- ly, “even if you do get your eyebrows burned as I did last year.” We laughed, for it had been two months before the speaker had dared to show herself in public without some penciling on her forehead, where the eyebrows should have been. “This sane Fourth works pretty well,” spoke up Elizabeth, “in spite of as a bright thought struck her, “why don’t people your grumblings. Say,” 2 have a sane Christmas! Now, you know that new, peculiar ideas are catching, so within a few moments, we talked so loud and fast that some people near us made some re- marks about “silly high school girls always making a racket.” “Well, we will have a sane Christmas. We won't work ourselves to death over presents that are not appreciated,” I said, and the others agreed. There- upon we shook hands and straightway forgot the incident. The months flew by and we girls had many exciting times together. Three days before Christmas, we decided to walk to some nearby hills and get ereenery with which to decorate our homes. The time passed pleasantly, ex- cept that Louise got a horrible scratch on her hand. She insisted that we need not go home on that account. We stayed and gathered the choicest evergreens, until it became quite dark, and my watch showed that it was early six o'clock. Now, three miles may not seem like a long distance, but when you are m top of a big hill, and are tired and hungry, it seems a long way home. We urried down the hillside, sliding and tripping over brush, until we came to a sudden stop. Florence had fallen in a heap, with a little cry. “Oh, girls!” she moaned, “Im agraid I’ve sprained my ankle; it hurts a readfully when I move it.” Quickly removing her shoe, we found that the poor foot had already be- eun to swell. After bandaging the injured place with out knotted handker- chiefs, she tried to walk upon it, but found the pain too great for such an ef- fort. We began to realize in what a predicament we were. Some suggested By this means we managed to carry that. we make a seat by clasping hands, 12 THE ECHO her to the narrow path. “If we could only find that little cottage that we passed on our way to the top,” said Florence, faintly. After a strenuous effort, we. finally reached the small cottage. In re- sponse to our knocking, a dear, little woman came to the door. She was im- mediately all sympathy for our poor friend. It seemed that she had been a nurse before her marriage, so soon had the injured foot bandaged properly. Her name was Mrs. Bailey, and she urged us to remain with her over night, as she was to be alone with her two little daughters, and desired that we re- main. She had a telephone, so that the fears of our parents were somewhat relieved, when they heard of our whereabouts. We certainly had a fine time that night. What fun we had sleeping on the narrow couch, with two chairs to keep us from falling out. During the night, a terrific snow storm came, and when the gray morning dawned, the little cottage was snowed in up to the windows and door. We certainly could not go home then, so we planned to make the best of matters. We found that Mrs. Bailey had not made any plans for Christmas, and that the little girls were all excitement, waiting for the eventful visit of Santa Claus. Poor dears; it would have been too bad to spoil their happiness, so we put out heads together and planned. New wardrobes were made for their respective dolls, and aprons and little handkerchiefs were made for their small owners. Two of us tacked our precious greenery upon the walls, while two others made wonderful popcorn balls and candy. We worked all day long. It was nearly midnight before we retired after our strenuous efforts. Just before we fell asleep, Elizabeth sud- denly burst out laughing. She laughed until she cried; and, although we were so tired that we could hardly keep awake, we shook her good, and de manded an explanation. “Say, do you remember that we promised to have a sane Christmas, and here we are getting ready for an insane Christmas—just the opposite from what we intended. We all laughed, each one confessing that they had made and purchased a number of gifts for various people. “Well, this shows that just what we have done is the only way to have a sane Christmas,” said practical Louise, “because what is Christmas without giving gifts?” and she slyly added, “receiving gifts, too?” The next morning dawned bright and happy, bringing our folks to the rescue. We returned home safely after enjoying the time of our lives. —= EF, Gar 13: THE ECHO is edited and issued the second Wednesday of each month during the school year by the students of the Santa Rosa High School. Entered at the postoffice at Santa Rosa as second class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION R Copies, Fifteen Cents. Address all Communications to the Business Manager. Frances Ahl....... Ruth Dickson.....- Hazel Devoto...... Margaret Hatch... ; Jesse Lingenfelter. Esther Gilkey..... Sterling Coulter... | Helen Nagle......... Chauncey Peterson } John Mitchell...... Esther Sinclair.. ai Oka Genzaboro.. | ATES: One Year, One Dollar. THE STAFF One Term, -Fifty Cents. Single Dagney. Duell’ ..G..551.- Editor-in-Chief (Opti re its oct ill kerr esae re Ged Josh Editor Mildred Wadsworth....Literary Editor Lester Smith... Shirley .Business Manager Ruth Anderson.... SA RLCI se chele Emily Rued........ Natalie Associate Editors Norman McPeak... 7. Asst. Josh Editors Bruning... | Mary (Colengaatrsciercasre ner ce School Notes Chester Cage... a. suena ewes Exchanges .... Athletics, Girls’ Clarendon Anderson...Gov. Board Report RUEb. Wright. cc iea4 ctw an wears Debating -+-.Athletics, Boys’ Hithel Helmanctsc sss sneasn 6 sees Alumni hielo: meee an Asst. Bus. Manager shetiteareiene Art Staff Arthur Farnlof..... { Editorial HRISTMAS is here again, with its message of peace on earth and good will toward men. It seems a mockery to celebrate this holiday, when half of Europe stands ready to butcher the other half, merely for the purpose of satisfying national greed. Still, when we look around in the world, we can see that the spirit of peace is doing his work, by spreading the gospel! of true brotherly love among the people; so that the time is surely coming, when the people themselves, will rule for peace on earth. It is to us, the younger generation, that the world is looking for the advancement of this movement, so it would be well if all of us bear this in mind when we wish each other a happy Christmas, that the latter may not be a meaningless phrase, but a real wish that all of us will stand for peace and good will toward one another. It has been deemed best to make the fall and the spring semesters equal in length, so this term does not end until January the thirty-first. This change seems practical, as the cramming of the short fall term is no longer necessary, owing to the extension of the term. As we watch the progress of the new annex, we are thankful that the spring term does not begin until in February, for by that time we hope that the new building will be completed and ready for use. Let the following be one of our New Year's resolutions—That we will do our school work to the best of our ability. Let school work include the sub- jects which we study, the sports afforded us in the activities, and the literary and student body duties. Do this with a will, and endeavor to make the reso- lution a lasting on, so that in the future, the old branches and the new ones, opened to us by the completion of the annex, may be done so well that the people in this district will feel repaid for their efforts in procuring for us this new building. Since this term does not end until January the thirty-first, the Senior number of The Echo will appear in January. If you wish to purchase extra copies of the JAUNARY (Serior) Number of THE ECHO, leave orders with Dagny Juell, West Mallory, Art. Farnlof or L. Smith, before JANUARY to, 1912. Ca en ten ep be YE FOOTBALL Recently a committee of three, duly appointed by all students interested in football, presented to the governing board, a petition, which requested that said sport should receive it financial support and official recognition as a school activity. The motion was unanimously passed and as a result, football is once more the old school sport, to the gratification of the students in gen- eral, On November 25th, the final tryouts for the team were held. A large number of enthusiastic candidates showed up and a first-class practice game ensued. So much good material has been developed during the past few weeks, that Coach Allen found great difficulty in making his selection. How- ever, the following men have been chosen: Forwards—Linsten, Hewitts, Merritt, Russel, Hockins, Berry, Churchill, Roberts, Hall; half—Geo. Ma- roni (manager); first five-eighths—Bettini; second five-eighths—Argyle (captain) ; three-quarters—Gore, Mills, Hiems; fullback—Wilkinson, Wat- son. Though all men selected are players of extraordinary skill, Maroni, Argyle and Bettini, through their former experience in the game, shine above all others, while Merritt, with his ponderous weight and strength, promises to develop into a forward of professional ability. THE ECHO YE BOYS’ BASKETBALL Opportunities are favorable for gaining a position on the basketbail team. Asa result of the June graduation, we have not a veteran left, and so far, but few boys have been out for practice. A team was picked to play a practice game with Petaluma. Luck being against our boys, they lost. Coach Martin says that he wants to see more fellows out for the next practice. So when league games commence he will be able to pick a winning team that will keep up the good reputation of S. R. H. 5. On December, the sixth, a game was played with the Santa Rosa Busi- ness College, and the S. R. H. S. boys won by a score of 21 to 15. This shows a marked improvement, as the Business College always came out ahead in practice. The league games come off the first of next term, so that now is the time to get out and practice. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL The tryouts for the girls’ basketball team have been held, the following making the team: Centers—-Helen Nagle (manager), Mary Matthews, Nel- lie Liggett, and Annie Matthews; guards—Adell Friedreck and Georgia Wolfe; forwards—Alice Korford and Alma McDaniels (captain.) These girls have been practicing diligently under the supervision of Mr. Allen. On November the twenty-ninth, a practice game was played with Peta- luma. Our girls played under great disadvantage, not having practiced on the slippery floor. The score was 11 to 5 in favor of Petaluma. On Friday evening, December the sixth, the first of the league games will occur, when our team will oppose that of Cloverdale. On November 8, 1912, the students were given the pleasure of listening to a musical program by Mr. Chapin. All his numbers were greatly appre- ciated and applauded. He was accompanied by Miss Nesbit. We hope to hear from him again. On November 15, the Girls’ Glee Club rendered two songs. They were “Don't You Mind the Sorrows,” and “Slumber Song.” At the debate held between Analy and Santa Rosa, Mrs. Mills arranged a program consisting of the following: (a) “The First Heart Throbs”; (b) “Marguerite” (waltz)..Boys’ Orchestra (a) “Little One A’crying”’; (b) “By His,” from “Belle of Cornevill”.... 2d ene didi ORTelt Le ABOU ons Cael ea her Air rt arena Blanche Bonnard IPS Bhakoy sSteliey 4 as HRT PreiceS GOAT A Ge ita a cee ars ees toe Seer Frances Pannell A dance was given to the boys’ track team at Native Sons’ hall on the evening of Wednesday, October 27, 1912. This dance was well attended. The Girls’ Glee Club has been practicing regularly every Thursday, and the members are doing well under the direction of Mrs. Mills. Since the fac- ulty has decided to give credits for Glee Club work more interest is mani- fested and more work is done. The boys’ orchestra is also practicing regularly, and is doing fine work. They have pleased the student body several times with various selections. DEBATING Three cheers for our debating team! We were successful in the first of the series of league debates, which took place at S. R. H. S. Friday evening, November the twenty-second, A large audience was present on that evening to hear the interesting topic of “Panama Canal Tolls” discussed and argued by our team and that from Analy High. The judges, Mr. Scott of Sebastopol, Mr. Young of Petaluma, and Mr. Hoyle of Santa Rosa, decided in favor of the affirmative, which was upheld by Santa Rosa, by a vote of two to one. However, each debater did remarkably well in supporting his side of the question and in sustaining the interest of the audience. Under the direction of Mrs. Mills, several musical numbers were pre sented during the evening. THE HCHO ALUMNI Hazel Morehouse, ‘og, is attending U. C. Giles Briggs is a contractor in Berkeley. Mrs. H. Walker, formerly Edith Sanford, is residing in Fresno. Victor McDaniels is attending the Santa Rosa Business College. Violet Lane, ‘09, is teaching in Rincon Valley. Thorne Gale, ’og, is attending U. C. Ophelia Caldwell is teaching in Bennett Valley. Allen Lane, ‘09, is in San Francisco studying music under Hugo Mans- Q D Mabel Ahl, ‘06, is teaching at Stuben. Blair Dickson is in Dindsley. Eleanor Smith, “10, is attending the San Jose Normal. Spence Dickson is in Sacramento. Robert Lockhart, 10, is attending U. C. Marion Pearson, ‘10, and Catherine Smyth, ‘10, are attending the San Francisco Normal. GOVERNING BOARD REPORT November 7—A special session was held, President England in the chair, Case read a measure, submitted by the football men, asking that football be reconsidered and a fund of $15 be laid aside for the use of the football team. This measure was adopted. As there was no further business the meeting adjourned. November 12—A regular session was held, England presiding. Two ap- plications for expenditure of money were presented and granted. As there wes no further business the meeting adjourned. November 17—A regular session of the governing board was held. A report was made that the Petaluma High School basketball team wished to play a practice game with our team and they would pay one-half of the ex- penses. A motion was made and carried that we accept this offer. The meet- ing then adjourned. November 26—Two applications for expenditure of money as follows were presented and granted: Fare to Petaluma for seven men, $3.50; basket- ball whistle and fare to Analy for two, $.85. As the basketball manager had left school, nominations were made for anew manager. Otto Berger was elected. Mr. Montgomery then suggested thet more liberty should be granted the pupils in management of school af- fairs and then briefly outlined his ideas on the matter. Nathanson made a motion that a committee be appointed to look into Mr. Montgomery’s plans. There was no second to this motion. Mr. Allen then moved that Mr. Mont- gomery’s plan be accepted, but there was no second to this motion. It was then moved and seconded that the chair appoint a committee to confer with Mr. Montgomery concerning the matter. November 27—A special session was called. The manager of the girls’ basketball team asked for a game with Petaluma. We were to pay half the expenses, which amounted to five dollars. This game was granted. —— —-s Owing to a misunderstanding, ads. appeared on,the back cover of the November Echo. It has never been the policy of this magazine to run ads. on the cover, and as this department has always criticized exchanges that do, we have expected many such comments as “practice what you preach.” We hope our exchanges will agree that this was not done intentionally. The Midway, University High School, Chicago, Ill.: “Olie Olsen” is the best football story we have read for a long time. We suggest that the ads. in the front be placed in the back of your magazine; it will improve your ap- pearance. The Narrator, Schuykill Seminary, Reading, Po.: The ads. on the cover and in the front of your magazine cheapen your appearance. Why not group them in the back of your journal? A story would improve your literary de- partment. Dictum Est, Red Bluff, Cal.: Your cover design is attractive. We sug- gest you try a larger size of type; also leave out those black lines at the end of your stories. We wish you came oftener—The Oriole, Campbell, Cal. Your cuts and material are excellent. The Academy, Milwaukee, Wis.: The ads. on the front and back cover do not add to your appearance. Where is your table of contents? The ex- change department should be placed before the josh department. The Rayen Record, Youngstown, Ohio.: You are a credit to your school, but we think that a magazine with so large a circulation should be able to keep ads. in the back of your magazine. Why not comment upon more of your exchanges, instead of merely mentioning that you have received them? The Wheat, Ritzville, Wash.: We congraulate you for the attitude shown by your merchants. We hope you may make a success of your paper without advertisements. The Toltec, Durango, Colo.: Your literary material is good, but your 20 THE ECHO arrangement is poor. Give the literary department preference over the ed- itorial. Do you consider your exchanges of so little importance that you place them almost among your advertisements? Keep your ads. in the back of your magazine. The Anvil, Painesville, Ohio: Your departments are short but good. If your josh column can be made a bit longer, it would improve your paper. High School Review, Shamokin, Penn.: Your editorials are well written. We suggest you take the ads. out of the front of your magazine. The Columbia Collegian, Milton, Ore.: You should place the literary department before your editorials. A literary heading would improve your appearance. Please take those ads. from the front and back covers. The Cascade, Seattle, Wash.: You are a small but well written maga- zine. We suggest a large size of type. It is better to leave off that extra flap on your cover if you must cover it with ads. The Porcupine, Reedley, Cal.: You are one of the best exchanges re- ceived this month. Your literary department should have the first pages of your journal. The Trident, Santa Cruz, Cal.: We welcome you to our exchange list. We have no fault to find with your magazine. Your josh column is the best part of your paper. The Pennant, Elkhart, Ind.: You have a well-balanced paper. If we could forget those five pages of ads. in the front, we would be overjoyed. Your literary and athletic departments are excellent. The Tattler, Milwaukee, Wis.: We admire your cuts and cover design. Will you not try your paper one month with those ads. out of the front pa oesr Rest Welcome! Bulletin, Stuberville, Ihio, as a paper without ads. in the front. You have a fine literary department. We are sorry for the loss of football in your school. The same thing almost happened in our school. Our old friend, The Owl, Fresno, Cal., has arrived after several months of absence. You are our best exchange. Your josh column is excellent. Your literary department speaks well of the talent in your school. | ) | ee : j ' | | Advertisements Wanted—A boy to open oysters fifteen years old. Wanted—A good girl to cook, one who will make a good roast or broil, and will stew well. Wanted—A bulldog; will eat any- thing; very fond of children. Wanted—A young man to take care of a pair of mules of a Chris- tian disposition. 2 G. Pond—Chester, how dare you make me stand on the corner like a fool! C. G—Why really, Glad., I can't help the way you stand. x He’s the Guy Gladys P.—Who is Themistocles ? Vera P.—I don’t know. Oh, yes! He’s the guy that built the navy! Father—Goodness! how you look. Son—I fell into thet pond. Father—What! with your new trousers on? Son—But Father, I didn’t have time to take them off! Miss Smith—Give an example of a space containing only vacuum. O. Smith (josh editor)—Why, the josh box, generally! Elderly Lady—Conductor, stop the train; I dropped my wig out of the window! Conductor—Never mind, Madam, there’s a switch just this side of the station. Miss Crane (chemistry)—Mr. Churchill, it says to use alimony in this experiment and I don't know where you keep it. Primary school girls’s definition of a skeleton: Bones with the people off. Miss Mailer (Algebra)—It it pos- sible to take the greater from the lesser? Dorothy P.—You do nearly the same thing when you take the con- ceit out of a Freshman. 22 THE KCHO I used to think I knew I knew, But now, I must confess, The more I know I know I know. I know I know the less. “Dale,” said the mother, sorrow- fully, “every time you are naughty I get another gray hair.” “Gee!” said Dale, “you must have been a terror; look at Grandpa.” Frances Ahl ,in Eng. Hist., dis- closed the trend of her thoughts, when she blandly informed the class, that. “Ihe forces of Bruce were gathered near Sterling Coul- ter (Castle.) Two Ways of Taking It Mildren T. (drawing persimmons) —Do you like these, Miss Abeel? Miss Abeel—Fine—when they’re ripe. Fred P.—Mae, did you tell your sister [ wanted her to go for a walk with me? Mae—Yes. F, P—Is she making up her mind? Mae—Nope; her face. Barber (after the shave)—Hair dyed, sir? Customer (bald-headed)—Yes, it died about ten years ago! CRYSTAL CLEANING and DYEING WORKS OLDEST AND BEST ALL CLEANING BY DRY PROCESS 721 Fourth Street Phone 124 “What building is that?” askel the stranger of a small boy, point- ing to the school house. -Uhatee said the: wboyan eu vin, that’s the tannery,” and he feeling rubbed his back as he passed on. Zelma—Mae has a new dress- maker; what do you think of the fit of her new gown? Thelma D.—I shouldn’t call it a fit; | should call it a convulsion! Geyser or Kaiser Miss Mailer (Geog.)—And now we come to Germany, that impor- tant country governed by the Kaiser. Ruth, what is a Kaiser? Ruth O. (yawning)—A stream of hot water springing up and disturb- ing the earth. hore he hee Can It Be a Spring Chicken? Helen G.—I'd like to see “The Bird of Paradise’—no “Fine Feath- ern That’s not it—maybe it’s “The Blue Bird’—anyway, it belongs to the bird family. Dorothy Condo—Why does Mil- dred Turner rest her chin on her hands, when she is trying to think? Donald Seaton—VTo hold her mouth shut, so she wont disturb her- selit, I tess. COLTRIN’S SANTA ROSA GROCERY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES SELECTED FRUITS 317 Mendocino Avenue Santa Rosa THE Teacher—If you want to learn anything you must start at the bot- tom Bud—How about learning to swim? Miss Leddy—Theodore, I think you are in the wrong class; you know this isn't a resting place. Tub (sighing)—Yes; I know that. Miss Leddy—Now, Salem, if you told me that your teacher had prais- ed you, what would you say? Salem P.—Impossible! She—I—I hardly know what to say ; have you asked Papa yet? T1e—I have. She—What did he say? He—He said, “What! Her? Gosh, yes! Physics Miss Smith—Mildred, why can you blow out a candle? M. T.—Why, because the flame gets squashed between two strong currents of air. How much would I. Pederson be worth if he lost his money? Joke No matter how hungry a horse is, he cannot eat a bit. HAVE YOU TRIED Jacobs’ Jar Taffies? IF NOT WHY NOT? ECHO 23 Dorothy C—I think some long walks would do me good. Z. C—Alright, [ll take you out in my auto a few times. Vot goes arount mit morbid frown? Vot dinks he is der best in town? Vot really acts shust like a clown? Der Senior. Ex. Book Agent—Yes, Mr. Berry, this book will do one-half of your les- sud—Yes, yes; give me_ two, quick! Something New in Costumes Gertrude Lee (planning a new costume for the masque ball)— Myrtle, let’s go as “Old Dutch Cleanser !” Myrtle P—Great! You be the dirt and I'll be the cleanser! Miss Wirt (to Lola B.)—Has Mildred a pretty face? As an afterthought—Yes, but it’s covered too much. (Wonder what she meant?) group of girls heard the blast- ing at the quarries and one inquired what it was. “Oh, that’s a battle over in Tur- key,” replied Lola B. Hattie, McKinney Titus Complete House furnishings Everything at one price, and that price RIGHT 304 Fourth Street, Santa Rosa 24 Words and Meanings Excellence—A word seldom used in High School. Prompt—A boy and his date (?) Cyclone—The hair of S. R. H. S. girls. Powder—Girls use it for defense. Noisy—This word only used by teachers. Speculate—Referring to some of Joke—A name given to a foolish question. Mirror—Ask girls meaning of this. Studious—This word is greatly over used. Cruel—This word has many meanings; ask a girl. Tommy, noiselessly entering the room, indignantly exclaimed: “I'll be switched!” And he was. Advice Some of us fit in—others butt in. Indignant mother — Margaret, Billy just told me he saw kissing you last night. And she now agrees with Eng. V1I.—that it’s the little things that tell. Miss Leddy—Now, you may give me an example of the dative. Gladys Carithers (her mind else- where)—Well, I'll meet you at 8:30. HAHMAN DRUG CO. Prescription Druggists 213 Exchange Ave. Santa Rosa - California THE ECHO Teacher What plant thrives best in excessive heat? Wise Soph.—lIce plant. K Ok Xx A Freshman went to Hades once, To see what he could learn; They sent him back to school again, He was too green to burn. Douglas C. (meeting Roy, who was carrying a rabbit in his hand), asked: “Roy, is that your own hair or a wig?” Bud B.—You had better ask for manners rather than money. Hugh W.—I asked for what I thought you had most of. Police Magistrate—What_ insol- ence, to break into a house in a busy street, in the middle of the day! Thief—I was already engaged for the evening. With a one cent stick of Spear- mint chewing gum—got ten min- utes’ chewing, a lecture, a trip from room 5 to office, another lecture, a week’s “vacation,” a row of goose- eggs in English, my standing reduc- ed from S to F, and a lecture from dad. Mae H.—Why it’s only six o'clock; I told you to come after supper. Bill Wylie—That’s what I’m af- ter. —Ex. $35 FOURTH ST. SANTAROSA, CAL. 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