Siskiyou Union High School - White and Gold Yearbook (Weed, CA)

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S P RIN G lFirsT Prize Poeml The flowers- bloom TragranT and colorTulg Like a warm, vibranT blankeT They TransTorm The hills To sighT. And The rain paT'Ters down To aid Them in Their glory, and The kindly sun Showers Their radiance wiTh lighT. Now The rain has sTopped, and The sun sinks, And each liTTle blossom nods, and closes iTs eyes Tor nighT. DONALD MILLER '37 ForT Jones High School. TO THE DAWN lSecond Prize Poeml l see across The dusky-lighTed hills A ray oT sunshine soTTly sTealing Through. lTs golden beams lighT every brook and rill And change The earThly ceiling gray To blue. A rosy hue appears above The mounTains, The world baThed by a golden glow all 'round, A brillianT ball oT Tire like a TounTain Shedding iTs warm sweeT radiance over The ground. The darkness Tades in swiTT approaching lighT, The earTh's again resplenclem' in The glare- l view no more The lusTrous lamp oT nighT, I see a gleam oT brilliance ThaT is rare. For now, aT lasT, behold, The morning sun- AnoTher day has magically begun! 51944 JEAN BAUMGARTNER '38 Yreka High School.

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If would seem almosf impossible fo find him affer five years. l-le would have changed in fhai' fime, and besides, fhe picfure of him had been falien fwo years before fhe crime occurred. When if was falcen he had worn a monfh old beard. lf would seem a simple maffer fo shave off his beard and make his idenfificafion difficulf. Neverfheless he was found, worlcing in a mine abouf four hundred miles from where he was wanfed. l-le was broughf fo iusfice and fried before a iury of fwelve honesf men. The iury had nof been ouf of fhe room 'ren minufes before fhey broughf in a verdicf of guilfy of murder in fhe firsf degree. l-le was fo die by hanging fhirfy days affer The verdicf had been rendered. The old man never flinched when fhe verdicf was read fo him. Nofhing seemed fo mafier fo him affer living fhrough fhose seemingly endless five years of doubf and uncerfainfy. During fhe lasf few days he refused food and iusf saf sfaring af fhe grey wall opposife him. When his fime came he calmly followed his iailer up fhe shorf flighf of sfairs fo 'rhe gallows. I-iis hands were fied securely behind him and a black hood placed over his head. ln a momenf he felf fhe frap give and fhe slack in fhe rope falce up.-lf was over. While he lay 'rhere on a pine slab in fhe prison morgue, only fwo people wished fo see him. One, a handsome young boy, sfood silenfly, while fhe ofher, a woman of middle age, was bending over sobbing, The fears falling on fhe body of The dead man. One of fhe prison guards caughf fhe words she was murmuring. Joe, Joe, my dear husband. NORMAN LORENZEN '38 Mounf Shasfa I-liqh School. TI-IE GARDEN OF THOUGHT The babe's fresh mind is as fhe land Undisfurbed by deed of man I-le is masfer of 'rhe helm. To be surpassed-or overwhelm- As he fhinlcs so is fhe man: l-lis fufure lies wifhin his hand. To culfivafe This precious soil l-le need musf planf fhe seed of fhoughf, For as he sows so shall he reap, Weed ouf disfress, planf gladness deep. The garden from The seed is wroughf Thus man is won by endless foil. MAURICE DAVIS '37 Yrelca High School. 2134:

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'THE LEGEND OF TI-IE STONE LADY lSecond Prize SToryl Many Thousands oT years ago, before The dawn oT civilizaTion, when The easTern and wesTern conTinenTs were noT separaTed by waTer, a group oT Chinese came on a greaT journey Trorn Their naTive land To The vasT sTreTches oT land which now make up NorThern CaliTornia. A legend has been Told oT a beauTiTul Chinese maiden and a young Indian brave who Tell in love by a spring. As nighT came quickly closing ouT The lighT Trorn The sun The brave Talked OT Taking The maiden To his village. l-lowever, greaT diTTiculTy lay beTore Them. For years The lndians and Chinese had haTed one anoTher. IT The brave Took The Chinese maiden To his village, his TaTher would casT The brave ouT and The maiden would be shunned Tor The resT oT her life. As The lasT rays OT The sun were dimmed To darkness, The brave and The maiden decided To Tlee Trom The land oT Their TaThers. ATTer many days' wanderings, They came To The greaT mounTain. The brave, who had heard Trorn his TaTher oT The evil spiriTs ThaT lurked There, was eager To Turn back: buT The maiden, who knew noThing oT The spiriTs, wished To sTay, so They lingered. Many moons passed and all was well unTil one nighT The maiden had a Tearful dream. GreaT dragons hissed, roared, and spiT Tire aT her. The rumbling of The mounTain became so greaT ThaT iT awakened her Trom her slumber. Her lover had already arisen and was Tleeing Trom her. Visions oT The evil spiriTs his TaTher had Told him oT danced beTore his eyes. l-le even Took his loved one To be an evil spiriT. FrighTened by The Tumbling earTh and The hoT lava, The maiden caughT up a necklace her brave had given her and Tied in pursuiT oT her lover. She was soon overcome by Tumes oT volcanic gas and sTopped beside a sTone wall To resT. LiTTing a weak hand To her ThroaT, she realized her necklace was gone. A Teeling oT shame overcame her and she saw beTore her visions of her ancesTors all poinTing aT her and she leaned more heavily upon The rock, shielding her Tace Trom view as Though hiding a secreT oT The pasT. lvlany Thousands oT years laTer explorers Tound The ouTline OT a woman's Torm in sTone. sTill reclining and weeping as when The lava overTook her. AT The spoT where The necklace had dropped, lay a beauTiTul lake. lTs ever changing depThs resembled Those oT The gems worn by The Chinese girl. As The world became civilized, The lake was named CraTer Lake and nearby The sTone lady sTill guards her secreTs and her jewels. On windy days one can sTill hear The soTT, sad sighs of The maiden as The wind whisTles Through The swaying evergreens, and she seems To say, Beware oT The curse oT your ToreTaThers. MAXINE SEVITS BuTTe Valley l-ligh School. an 20 cc