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

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THE ECHO CLASS HISTORY (By Isabella Tod) Although no one would ever suspect that we, the wise and versatile class of 1915 were ever Freshies, as an honest class we cannot deny that such a name was once applied to us by other members of the High School when we entered. After much deliberation and advice from the principal, Mr. Searcy, who filled us with awe, we were registered in August, 1911. At the same time we were told that we were such insignificant, untrained mortals that we were to be seated in the front of the study hall. That first day of school holds memories for us which we do not care to resurrect. The Freshmen Reception, given in our honor, proved a dreaded but delightful experience to those of us who were not too bashful to attend. Many who are now graduating entered High School in January, 1912, when we old ones were dignified by the appellation of “stale Freshies.” Since many of this class have caught up with us, we will say that they made no more mistakes than we did—and we enjoyed that fact; but we did’t have to stand trembling outside the study hall doors, until given permission to enter single file. Although we had on great honors heaped upon us during our emerald year, most of our classmates became interested in school activities. Compared with our last two years, our Sophomore year was uneventful. Mr. Montgomery became principal. The Annex was completed and our stars, Koford, Merritt, Russell and Peterson became really distinguished in athletics. We became very necessary to the school in our Junior year. We chose our class pins much to our satisfaction, but to no one else’s. At Christmas, 1913, our monthly was changed to a weekly, and we were even more prominent on the paper staff. With the coming of the dean, Mrs. Adams, jolly social times began. During the fall term, we had a party at Fanita Jewell’s, and later a “hard times” party at Elma Quinby’s. At the end of the year, we bade good- bye to the Seniors with a very successful Junior Prom. Last August we came back to school Seniors. What magic in that word! Early in the semester we had a picnic at Pine Lake, arranged for us by our new dean, Miss Moodey. We were full of class spirit and couldn’t even by quelled by the proprietor of a candy store who objected to our school yells. Fred Hatch, the president of our class, was elected editor of the school paper, of which we were all justly proud. This term Fanita Jewell was elected editor. Besides other class and school social events, we have been enter- t ained by Ruth Anderson, Erle Rogers and Clifford Merritt. The Junior Prom, Senior picnic and Senior theatre party at Sebastopol have also served to divert our attention from our arduous studies. This semester, Seawell Farwell, who has been a very able executive, was elected president of our class. We selected “Sherwood,” Alfred Noyes’ famous tragedy, for our Senior play, and in spite of its many difficulties made it a success. As Seniors we are the best athletes and best debaters of the school, as Twenty

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Isabella Tod Donald Seaton Nineteen

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THE ECHO we should be. Eddie, Jack, Boots, Eva, Covey and Baum and several others have distinguished themselves and won the Inter-class meet for us. Our debating members are: Leo Sullivan, Alice and Edward Koford. Now, after having completed our High School course, we are leaving the old school for the greater work which lies before us. As we stand on the threshold of graduation, we are glad for all the lessons you have taught us, dear old school, and it is with sorrow that we bid you good-bye. LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF JUNE, 1915 We, the class of June, ’15, having convinced our teachers that we are finished products, seek to be relieved of many burdens and responsibilities which are now upon us. After due consideration of everything, we will and bequeath the following: To the Freshmen we bequeath this kindly advice: Don’t try excuses with Miss O’Meara,—‘‘a word to the wise is sufficient.” To the band we leave one hound to increase its harmony. To the music department we sorrowfully leave Wesley Colgan, the rock that wrecked the Hesperus. To the Juniors we bestow the honor of emulating the Minerva of our study hall, and we also leave to them, in trust, our Senior seats. To the Sophomores, we leave the school javelin to spear the elusive E’s, and a bottle of glue to stick them to Mrs. Yost’s Book of Records. To the entire Student Body we wish to leave the impression that it was in honor of the graduating class of 1915 of Santa Rosa High, that San Fran- cisco decided to have a world’s fair. To the various students of our school, individual members of the ‘15 class have decided to bequeath the following: I, Elma Quimby, bequeath to the quiet Freshmen all my boldness. My ability to get “E” in deportment I gladly leave to Don Drysdale. My ability to give an oral report in History 12B I leave to anyone who is willing to spend four nights a week at the library, and who will read thor« yughly all the references that Mr. Steele suggests. I, Zelma Carithers, do leave to Marie Rosenberg my queenly attributes. To Gladys Pond I leave my innocent expression, to be used in all emergencies. I, Sophie Seymore, leave my fondness for Senior parties to Margery Ellis, and my beloved yellow sweater to Mildred Wright, realizing that the two, her own and mine, will blend very well. I, Genevieve O’Connor, give all my lost raven locks to Dorothy Wright, knowing they would make a matchless switch for her own golden tresses. To Dorothy Brush I leave full use of the basement mirror from 1:05 to 1:10 3h inal I, Gladys Tuttle, leave all the advice I have received on how to speak ™“wenty-one