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

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Graduation is here and for many of this June graduating class, school days are over for all time. Soon they will begin the stern battle for existence and for recognition, while those who are planning to take advanced courses, will continue their studies in the universities. The class of 1918 now goes forth to strive to win success in life, armed with the advantages that they have derived from their High School course. What will these next few years bring them. To those who are planning to take part in the busy community life around them, it will bring them in contact with vice and crime, which will strengthen their manhood and womanhood, for it there were no temptations to over- come, no pitfaHs to avoid, where would virtue be if one were good. Those who escape these témptations win rspect and admiration from those with whom they associate. While on the other hand, those who are given the opportunity of higher education which is offered them in the universities, will be devoting their time to the betterment and the uplift of their minds. And through this, obtain a broader view of the prob- lems that confront them, and when their course at uni- versity comes to an end, they will be equipped to do their part in the life struggle into which they are en- tering. Class of 1918, it is your duty, now that your High School days are over, and the time for your entrance into life’s arena is here, to make the best of your oppor- tunities, and to leave the world better than when you enter. As our great President, Abraham Lincoln, once said, “It is all together fitting and proper that we do this,” the editorial staff wish to take this opportunity of thanking those who have ‘made this edtion of The icho possible. First, we wish to thank the faculty, one and all, for the encouragement and help they have given, and for the faculty play they gave for the benefit of The Echo. Next, the girls who so generously gave benefit teas and entertainments; then the Senior Class who took it upon themselves to raise the money neces- sary for the publication of the annual. To the entire Student Body for the help and assistance given us; to our advertisers who have given us their hearty sup- port; and last, but not least, to the members of the Press Democrat office who have taken such a great in- terest in our book, and for the many helpful sugges- tions they have given us. —The Editors.

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Dick Stone, Freshman “Who is the new kid, fellows?” “Where? Oh, that youngster? Name’s Stone, I be- lieve, Dick Stone. He's a Freshie, and sure looks the part.” Several upperclass boys, who were sauntering along the shady walks of Hampton College, turned to gaze after a small, yet strong looking boy of about seventeen years. It was true that he was not much for looks. His face was small, very freckled, yet with an attractive look around his blue eyes, and his hair was a bright red. He looked as if he had come from the country, for his clothes were rather worn and not of the latest style. Several days of the college term passed and the coach of the track team had called for men. Dick was interested in track and watched the boys practice every night. He would have liked to go in for track himself, but he feit that he would stand little chance among the boys who had trained before. The high school where he had attended was.small and had no athletics. One afternoon after having watched the men train, Dick decided to go tor a walk. He had watched the boys practice running and felt sure that he could run as fast as some of the boys had. He walked along pondering on the subject until he was about a mile from town. Seeing a cool place under a shade tree on a small hill a little dis- tance from the road, he decided to rest there for a while. 12 The spring weather was glorious and there was plenty of time to rest before he had to go back. He began to think of college; is was not what he had expected. His parents had not wanted him to go to college, they thought that he should stay on the farm after having gone through gram- mar school and high school, but he had finally gained their consent to come. He had exepected to make some friends but he had been going several days and hardly knew a fellow to even speak to yet. Well, he did look like a country jay, and his clothes were old. But what was the use? Tle was so shy that he couldn’t talk to any of the fel- lows 1f they tried to talk to him. Well, he had come to college to study, so nothing else mattered, but still it would be nice to have at least one good friend. Having thought about his troubles for some time, Dick decided to make the best of it. He rose and looking around Was about to leave when he heard some one scream. Com- ing toward him at breakneck speed was a horse with a girl clinging frantically to the saddle. The horse had evidently gotten. beyond control, for it flew over the ground, its pounding hoofs fairly shaking the earth. Dick’s brain seemed all in a whirl and it was hours, to him, before he could move. He commenced to run down the hill, but be- fore he realized that the horse could be past before he could lain ee ee eee SS J