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

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TRAGEDY ON TI-IE TRAIL ll-lonorable lvlenTionl The moon casT iTs silvery lighT over a Trail worn deep by The hooTs oT many deer. Through The Tall pines, iT casT shadows on The dark ToresT Through which The Trail ran, and slowly slinking along, was a wolverine. She was on The Trail oT a moose which had recenTly Tollowed The well worn way oT The deer, which led To waTer. WiTh her nose To The Trail, she was rapidly covering ground, across The padded pine needles, and Tallen logs, when she became aware oT anoTher scenT coming sTrongly To her Trom iusT ahead. Maddened wiTh hunger and The realizaTion ThaT someThing else was also sTalking The moose which she meanT To kill and make lasT Tor her meals Tor many days To come, she guickened her pace and iusT ahead she could see a gray Torm loping along The Trail. She sTarTed To run and iusT beTore she overTook her enemy, iT whirled and she saw a large gray wolT, which waiTed Tor her wiTh hackles bared and blood shoT eyes, wickedly waTching her approach. The angry moTher rushed aT him and The TighTing raged Tor quiTe awhile, buT boTh animals were becoming weak Trom loss oT blood and The lack oT Tood. BuT neiTher would be a coward and run. While The Two desperaTe animals were TighTing, The moon played moon- beams over The Trail, buf noT Tor long, as a large black cloud driTTed lazily across The sky and bloTTed ouT The yellow lighT, piTching The ToresT in compleTe darkness. Slowly The wolverine dragged herselT backward away Trom her Toe, warily awaiTing anoTher aTTack Trom him, buT he had already made good The chance oT escape, and was rapidly leaving The Trail, in hunT Tor a hiding place. When The moon came ouT again, The yellow lighT, reTlecTed on The glisTening Tur oT The wolverine, as she painTully made her way back over The Trail. BuT she wasn'T walking very TasT now, and every now and Then, she would Tall on The ground wiTh blood oozing Trom her gaping mouTh. ATTer resTing Tor awhile, she would geT up and go on, buT as she became weaker and weaker, she began To cry in a soTT whimpering way, Tor noT very Tar ahead oT her, in a small hole beneaTh some rocks, were Tour Tiny lives which depended on her. ln The hole, shrill liTTle whimpers could be heard and ouT came a gray WHITE AND GOLD

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HP RO U DLY IT WAVES lSec:ond Prize Poeml lsms are whispering Through lhe air We are noi worried lor our flag waves lhere. Mussolini, Hiller, and Slalin loo, Can be marched wilh Jrhe Red, While, and Blue Courage, Purily, and Trulh all lhree, Sland for America lhe land of The free, Where lhe rich and poor: The greal and small, Share equal righis one and all. Qld Glory waves like a mighly arm, Guarding her people from every harnn. This glorious flag Flying in lhe breeze, Inspired our Anfhem-Francis Scoll Key's. MERLE WATKINS, Tulelake l-ligh School. WHITE AND GOLD

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bundle of fur, which, when hearing ils molher, quickly wabbled Toward her. Three o1'hers followed 'rhe iirsl one now, and They hurried io fheir moiher, and climbed all over her. Bui Jrhey smelled her blood. which lay mailed over her coal. and siaried To whimper, and snuggle closer inio Jrhe soil' fur of her 'rhroai' and siomach, as if asking her proiecfion from l'his unknown and ierrifying sceni. Then when she shffened oui and her lasl brealrh escaped her, il' was The sound of her 'Four pups' whimpers fha? she lasl heard, and who were now lefi io ihe mercy of Jrhe loresi. Bui The moon, unknowing of The Jrrag- edy ihai had occurred on ihe Trail ihis nighi, played shadows on lhe wil- lows of The nearby slream, while +he silvery lighi made ripples on The waier. Pl-IYLLIS PENNELL '4l. Tennani l-ligh School. GENE DE COUX HppyC pH'ghShI H bl M Y What it Means 'ro be an American ll-lonorable ivleniionl Being an American is one of +he grea'res+ advan'rages any person can enioy. Our counlry has freedom of speech, press and religion. This is WHITE AND GOLD