South Pasadena High School - Copa de Oro Yearbook (South Pasadena, CA)

Text from Pages 1 - 122 of the 1912 volume:

SOUTH PASADENA PUBLIC LibiaARY TE WAR_ ——. A Mh Jf ie Ge Neal ees eA RO nc ay li i) You Have Been Thinking Luray ABOUT taking a Business Course at this school during the summer. Both Day and Evening Courses are open to you, and it is entirely feasible to fully prepare yourself for a responsible position in the night school, if you are occupied during the day. Why Not Decide for the course, and start now? We will be very glad to talk over with you any points you feel uncertain about, explain the different courses, ete. Our catalogue free on application. BOTH PHONES 237 37 EAST UNION STREET PASADENA Mr. Grable (U. S. History)—“It seems funny to me that you people can’t get full on your notebooks.” UP-TO-DATE DRUGGISTS ' Pure Ice Cream and Crushed Fruits Served at Our Fountain e WHAT IT DOES Cooks while You Shop, Entertain or Em broider. The “‘Caloric’”’ is distinctly a wo- man’s article, She uses it every day in the year. It roasts, it bakes, it steams, stews and boils food from the raw state and does it more éfficiently and with less labor and ex- pense than is possible by any other process of cooking. “‘Caloric’’ cooking is no experiment —a “‘piping hot” meal at any time: its use is indispensable. See them. Sold only by LIVE HARDWARE Co. ICE CREAM and ICES FURNISHED on Short Notice Caloric Fireless Cook Stove 1028 MISSION STREET s 39288 — PHONES — 2300 Rowland Fairchild SHOES and MEN’S FURNISHING GOODS at GODFREY'S CAFETERIA G. H. SCHULTZ ...1016 MISSION STREET... The Best Place Yet Good Things to Eat South Pasadena, Cal. 339 S. SPRING ST. LOS ANGELES G. W.—“Mr. Grable, I’ve lost my History book.” Mr. G.—“Where did you have it last?” G. W.—‘“‘T had it the day of the exam.” Compliments Royal Laundry Co. 465-67-69 SOUTH RAYMOND, PASADENA Phones 69 —————— ET JONATHAN S. DODGE GEO. W. WILSON H. E. ALLEN Cc. D. SATTELY President Vice-Pre sident Cashier Ass’t Cashier THE First National Bank of SOUTH PASADENA, CAL. CAPITAL, $25,000.00 SURPLUS, $6,250.00 DIRECTORS Jonathan S. Dodge T. I. Gifford F. M. Douglass J. B. Coulston John H. Jacobs T. P. Phillips Geo. W. Wilson Dr. E. L. B. Godfrey G. Lawrence Stimson C—O JONATHAN S. DODGE GEORGE W. WILSON H. E. ALLEN W. C. SPRINGER President Vice-President Cashier Ass’t Cashier South Pasadena Savings Bank CAPITAL, $25,000.00 Surplus and Undivided Profits, $4,886.40 DIRECTORS Jonathan §. Dodge T.I. Gifford G. Lawrence Stimson Dr. E.L, B. Godfrey George W. Wilson F. M. Douglass John H. Jacobs J. B. Coulston T. P. Phillips Firat National Bank of Alhambra Paid Up Capital... $25,000.00 Surplus... ss 25,000.00 OFFICERS AND DIRECTORS H. D. McDONALD, Presidont E. E. BAILEY, 1st V-President N. W. THOMPSON, 2d V-President W. F. LAWSON, Cashier C. S. WILSON, Ass’t Cashier JAMES McLAREN ARCHIE SMITH A. J. WATERS J. A. GREEN Chem. Teacher—‘As the gas is very poisonous, Mr. Cope, will you please help?” BERT H. McDONALD, Proprietor H. T. GRAHAM, Foreman ACME MARAG. SUNSET 3631, HOME 164 Maxwells ---Columbias 217-19 WEST MAIN ST. ALHAMBRA, CAL. 5 -2738 If You Want MAIN 1541 Home F-2738 Pure DRUGS and MEDICINES Freeman-Lewis FLORISTS Hot Water Bottles and Sy- ringes, guaranteed one and two years, Prescriptions Corsage Basket Bouquet filled right, Christopher’s Cut Flowers Ice Cream and Ices, East- man Kodaks and Supplies, choice Cigars and Tobaccos CALL ON B. M. WEAVER 1° Mission 212 West Fourth Street Home Phone 39305 Sunset 532 LOS ANGELES PROMPT FREE DELIVERY A petition was handed to Mr. Bush by the following students, asking for the widening of the aisles in the Assembly Hall: Sarah Belle Pealer, Lenore Hamm, Julia Valentine, Helen Pierce, Edith Wilde, Louise Dodge Bessie Bradbeer and Helen Reehl. Los Angeles Home 39377 Pasadena Sunset 936 South Pasadena Lumber Co. Office, Yard and Mill Mission and Meridian Streets SOUTH PASADENA, CAL. COMPLIMENTS OF FOWLER BROTHERS Booksellers : Stationers : Engravers 543 SOUTH BROADWAY Los Angeles Agents for... THE WELL KNOWN BUICK 17, BES) BY, TEST 22 ONEONTA HARDWARE COMPANY Washburn Bros. REAL ESTATE Present! Insurance of All Kinds Notary Public, Auto Supplies 907 FAIR OAKS AVE. Gail—“‘T came along fine in my new car this morning. I must have gone over forty. Fred—‘“Dogs or chickens ?”’ Bon Accord Bon Accord SUMMER THOUGHTS YOU are going to spend the Summer somewhere. It may be at home, at the beach, in the mountains, or upon the ranch. In any 2 you’ll need Washable Fabrics for your Tub Dress. We s aplenty, everything in variety—and the laces and buttons and ribbons. Yes, you can do the sewing yourself—make your own dress. @ And besides we have Bathing Suit Materials and access- sories—Bath Towels, Stockings, Ete. € Before you go, come and see us. have the mater and trimming “A Particular Store for Particular People” HERMAN R. HERTEL Both Phones 407 41-47 North Raymond Pasadena’s Store of Quality ENGRAVED Invitations, Announcements Visiting Cards Mail Orders given Prompt and Careful Attention Samples on Request Pacific Engraving Company 627 South Broadway LOS ANGELES “She is dainty, she is fair, But, oh, my! how she combs her hair.’ At The RAYMOND PHARMACY Wm. A. Sloane, Prop. will be found everything strictly up- to-date, and ot the best quality. The Prescription department is un- der my own personal supervision. We deliver Drugs and Ice Cream to all parts of the city. PHONES Home 389229 Sunset 3377 1520 Mission Street, South Pasadena (P. E. TICKET OFFICE) —Hsta Kite. South Pasadena Furniture Co. Gas Ranges and Kitchenware at cost. Refrigerators 15% discount. Second hand Gas Range $7.00. Wehavea large line of second hand goods. Get our prices before buying both new and second hand goods. Give us a eall. Sunset Phone 1466 L. A. Home 39256 CORAM SUTHERLAND Pasadena Sunset 988 L. A. Home 39431 H | Turner, Stevens = Som WEAVING LUVERNE S. REID Undertaking Embalming © Cremating Fine Hand Weaving of Rugs Automobile Ambulance on Call Silk Portieres, Etc. Day or Night Receiving Vault © Lady Assistant LEON E. BERRY, Resid. Manager Phone Main 4071 1417 Mission St. South Pasadena 1114 Mission St. South Pasadena Martha Thompson (describing the burial of an Indian)—“One of the Indians came forward, and, seizing a spade, dug a round hole about two feet square.” (MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED COLLEGES OF OSTEOPATHY) The Pacific College of Osteopathy CORNER DALY STREET and MISSION ROAD, LOS ANGELES, CAL. q THE PACIFIC COLLEGH offers a carefully graded course of study leading to the degree Doctor of Osteopathy. The demand for thoroughly educated Osteopathic Physicians is increasing faster than the supply. @ Graduates of the Pa- cific College are meeting all State Board requirements. q No young man or young woman can better serve human- ity than by becoming a thoroughly competent physician. q For catalogue and further information ADDRESS C. W. WHITING, Sc. D., D. O., Chairman of the Faculty GRADUATION SHOES Raab’s g SATIN SLIPPERS All Colors to Choose From Morse Shoe Company 19 NORTH RAYMOND PASADENA Those Junior lids. Oh! you kids. Some class, Oh y-aa-s. FIRELESS COOKERS THE IDEAL, WATER SEAL ALUMINUM COOKER is Heat Tight Water Tight, Steam Tight, Air Tight With positive heat retaining ability to an absolute cooking point. Fireless Cooking is the most hygienic, the most practical and the most economical method of cooking ever known. It saves more than half the kitchen work and more than three-fourths of the fuel bill. The Food is more perfectly cooked, is more delicious in flavor, is more nutritious and wholesome than would be possible under any other method of cooking. For sale by MODEL GROCERY COMPANY xcnrreee Home 124 1024-1026 MISSION STREET Los Angeles Home 39291 Main 5160 South Pasadena, Cal. Alhambra Home 659 COPA DE ORC if FOURTH ANNUAL OF f= ) South Pasadena High School EDITOR-IN-CHIEF . . . . Marguerite Powell ASS’T EDITOR-IN-CHIEF . . Charles Coots BUSINESS MANAGER. ._ Kathryn Clemons EDITORS ASSISTING LITERARY : ( . . Helen Royce ART 4 F 5 . F : Carol Caskey DEBATE AND ALUMNI A 3 : Gara Williams MUSIC 4 : , ‘ , . Raymond Stone SOCIE gar : ; : F é Helen Pierce ATHLETICS : 2 : Fred High, Helen Pearson JOSH AND PERSONAL - Lucile Spencer, George Allen ass of South Pasadena High School = FS 28 4 == Bedicated to the Memory of John Day Chompsann 1892-1912 TOOHOS BDI VNAdVSVg HLNOS LITERATURE ATHLETICS DEBATING JOSHES MUSIC SOCIETY ALUMNI FACULTY Mr. E. J. Edwards, Commercial; Miss A. Vance, Span Math.; Miss H. Vail, Music; Mr. P. J. Cooney, Man. Train. NI Miss N. Foglesong, Languages; Mr. G. C. Bush. Sup’t; Miss C. Reynolds, Dom. Science ‘Mr. T. E. Grable, V.-P.,Hist ; Miss H.Wishard.Math.; Miss F.M.Pendry, Arts Crafts; Mr.C.Thompson, Sc.-Math. Miss E. A. Leach, Eng.; Miss M. Young, Fren., Debat.; Miss E. Bickford, Sc.-Hist. ; e SS ( er es WARGARED WHSDse. 2.00 President ah, WENDELL ELSEY.... Vice-President k AN JULIAN FLEMING........- Secretary )) RUTH JOHNSON......-..- Treasurer { } es ys, j}] MN ee J, , | We Watt My) Colors Class Motto }l 7 x 4 Fi 7. oN y)° : A Gold and White Esse, von videri 2a {| � ) XS iN Y Class Teacher Class Flower fi Miss Leach Shasta Daisy Class Yell—1912 Zip! Zip! Give ’em a tip! “There’s many a slip 'Twixt the cup and the lip.” Don’t fuss! Profit by us— Class of 1912! O O — Listen, my children, and you shall hear G. W. RITCHIE, ’15 Of the daily routine of our Seniors dear. At sunrise each morning they rise from their beds And do the performance which acts on their heads. “A dab of flour, a dab of paint Helps make the ‘12 girls look like they ain’t. The good Senior lad now washes his face, And goes through the duties a Scrub would disgrace. Their perfections are finished, their breakfast is o’er, Then schoolward they strut, where their woes they do pour, Which only their hearts would very much mind; But, Freshmen, don’t mind them, they’re all of a kind. At lessons they sit like quiescent priests, The teachers afraid to rebuke them the least, And when school is o’er they all gather at once To discuss how to become a popular bunch. Ah, Seniors, forget your big-headed ways, And enjoy the rest of your short numbered days; We Freshmen mind not your scorns and your snubs, We enjoy our school life even though we are cubs. MARGARET WEST “Divinely tall, and most di- vinely fair.” RUTH JOHNSON “Who does the best her cir- cumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly—angels could no more.”’ JULIAN FLEMING ““As proper aman as one shall find on a summer day.”’ ARTHUR WADSWORTH “Men of few words are the best men.”’ WENDELL ELSEY “The man that blushes is not quite a brute.”’ HELEN ROYCE “With words of learned length and thundering sound.” SENIORS NELLIE RATCLIFFE “Of manners gentle, of affec- tions mild.” CAROL CASKEY “Firm and sound of heart.” RAYMOND STONE “How heppy could I be with e ther, Were t’other dear charmer away.” GORGE ALLEN ‘Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.”” OLA FINCH “But screw your courage to the sticking place.” ADELE AXTMAN “She is little—but, oh my !— it’s enough.” SENIORS a ot LUCILE SPENCER “It is better to be out of the world than out of fashion.” HELEN PIERCE “I have marked a thousand blushing apparitions to start in her face.” FRED HIGH “Sometimes I set an’ think and sometimes I just set.’’ Mr. FUKASAWA “Tl not budge an inch.”’ ARLINE MAGOR “What man dare, I dare.” KATHRYN CLEMONS “Exceeding fair she was not; and yet fair In that she never studied to be fairer Than Nature made her; beauty cost her nothing: Her virtues were so rare.” SENIORS GAIL VANDEN BRAAK....President DEE Wrasse avans seus Secretary LENORE JUDKINS....Vice-President ARTHUR BIROMWIN tie ccus es Treasurer Colors Pink—Grey Class Teacher Miss Wishard JUNIOR DIGEST (Sophomorie Origin—Senioric Adaptation) There is a Junior Class! This is merely a corroboration of a painful suspicion which may have harassed and troubled your minds since the illustrious class of 13 has been promoted to the peculiar distinction which accompanies class politics, meetings, class caps, glaring notices on the Assembly Room black-board, shrewd ‘‘anti-cheat’” picture committees, et cetera, und so weiter. We would like to suggest that the Freshmen treat the Juniors more kindly and that they attempt to conceal the laughter which is so often provoked by the innocent little conceits which the class of ’13 is wont to practise. The Juniors do not like to be laughed at. It hurts their feelings. That is why we had to puzzle our brains trying to think what that mys- terious inscription, “Special Committee,” might mean, when they might just as well have written “Senior Party Committee.” To quote from a well-known authority on the subject: “It is amusing to note how the Juniors emulate the Senior class; how anxious they seem to fit themselves to step into ‘dead men’s shoes.’ After school they congregate in the hall or in Room 22 for protracted meetings to get ideas from one another how they should conduct themselves when they will be permitted to wear the coveted ‘plaster caps.’ ” The Sophs. take pleasure in extending to the Junior Athletes a little brotherly encouragement to keep on trying on the track. Just watch the little Sophomores and go and do likewise and some day you, too, can win track meets. SUOINOL 8 eam poe | = sy o Yea OD + (cby Tel ey = oo fy atey Pen oO Cw od Oe ee GRACE MATHIS, 13 A LAMENT Friends, Seniors and Freshmen! Hear us for our cause, and become quiet that you may hear: have respect to our honor, and look at us that you may believe: censure us in your wisdom, and come to your senses that you may each be a good judge. If there be in the assembly those who give pity to the Sophomores, to them we say that the Juniors’ pity is no less than theirs. - If then they demand why we seem to laugh at the Sopho- mores, this is our answer: not that we love them less, but that we can con- tain the humor of their egotism no more. Ag the Sophs. do not love us, we will not weep; as they are fortunate at not being Freshmen, we will rejoice; as at some time they may become Seniors, we will honor them; as they are not any too studious, we will not gainsay them. There is sym- pathy for their teachers, joy for their following year, but no envy for their present position. Who is here so foolish as would wish to be 4 Sophomore? If any, speak; for him have we offended. Who is here so unwise as not to love the faculty? If any, speak, for, if found out, he will be offended. Who is here so disloyal as not to stand by the Juniors? If any, speak, for him have we offended. We pause for a reply. O—0O. They’re noted for their arguments In Student Body meetings; And they’re the ones that bring the flowers To teachers with sweet greetings. O—O Contemporary Press Comments Upon the Phenomena, Sophomores Last September the Sophomore Class came into existence. It is com- posed mostly of girls with a scant sprinkling of boys here and there.— Can’t-Cheat-Us Voice (C. Cope, Editor). The species Sophomore, genus High School, might be described as a differentiated type of the species Freshman. As a rule, it is an annual, but cases have been known and are, in fact, quite common where the plant has lived to be a biennial—Scientific Review (Monstrosity Dep’t). i a. a rie JZORES SOPHO HELEN PIERCE, ’12 Where Did You Come From, Freshmen Dear? (Apologies to George MacDonald) Where did you come from, Freshmen dear? Out of grammar school into here. Where did you get those frightened looks? By looking at Seniors’ stacks of books. What makes you stare and tremble so? Because we're so little, don’t you know. Where did you get that little tear? We found it waiting when we got here. What makes your forehead so smooth and high? A soft hand stroked it as we passed by. What makes your hair stand up so straight? Why, we’re always afraid of being late. Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss? Three teachers gave us at once a kiss. Where did you get those lengthened clothes? That is something that nobody knows. Where is your nurse, you darling things? She has us tied to her apron strings. But how did you come to High, you dears? Our mothers decided to send us here. NGWHSaa “=F a ae Ties Ae ees. } SBf) SRE ud . La eae Fe Neate Fe MARY LOIS BAKER, ’14 KATHRYN “Oho! From Missouri ?” “Yes, Missouri, but she can’t help that.” “But Missouri! Say, fellows, something’s going to happen when yon Missouri comes to gay Paree! Crickety wow! Missouri! Missouri!!” The shouting echoed through the hall of the New York Polytechnic, as a group of athletes gathered around William Burnstan, their honored captain, while that handsome fellow attempted to tell of a fair young cousin expected next day from Jersey, Missouri. Vainly he tried to quiet them, explaining that her father had been a very successful stock-raiser and that Kathryn, now an orphan, was a “dandy” girl and coming to live with them awhile. “Aw, Bill, don’t you realize it’s Missouri?” “Sure, I know Missouri,” laughed William, “but I sy, come over tomorrow evening and meet Kathryn, won’t you? She’ll be interested in school affairs and football, I’m sure. But, whew,” (looking at his watch), “T’ve got to be going. So long,” and William was off. ee eee ieee} With crashing and creaking the heavy train stopped in the crowded central station. Eagerly William Burnstan watched the arrivals: an elder- ly lady, carrying a bandbox and crying in shrill tones after a porter who was gingerly holding a birdcage at arm’s length, “Be keerful 0’ Polly, thére, she ain’t never been to Nu Yawk afore;” a young couple with a new leather suitcase to which was dangling a French-heeled slipper of which they were evidently entirely obvious; two young ladies, one wearing a pink silk dress, white pumps and a large hat, one side of which was weighted down with immense yellow roses; a couple of Italians with several small children, each dragging behind the one in front—such persons passed before Wil- liam’s observation, but no demure, bashful, neat-appearing young lady did he see to answer his mental picture of his cousin, Miss Kathryn Burn- stan. Greatly disappointed, William left the station, but outside found some of his football friends. “T say, Bill, where’s Kathryn from Missouri? Didn’t come? Too bad she can’t show us. Nothin’ doin’ tonight, I s’pose ?”’ “Sure thing, come along! Kathryn may have escaped me and gone out to the house. She has the address. Anyhow, depend on us for having a good time.” “All right, Bill. It’s always a good time at the Burnstan’s.” Consequently several well-groomed, athletic-looking fellows were as- sembled in the Burnstan drawing-room a few hours later, evidently enjoy- ing themselves immensely. But the expected pleasure of the evening was still uppermost in their minds and, when the doorbell rang, they were actually flipping pennies to see who was to have, next to William, the honor of the first introduction to Miss Kathryn—if that young lady ever did arrive. Almost breathlessly they listened for the name, hardly daring to hope it might be the expected guest. Mrs. Burnstan’s low but clear voice was distinctly heard saying, ‘““And are you Kathryn?” “Yes’m. They calls me that sometimes, but mostly Kitty.” “T’m so glad to see you, dear, but sorry that William did not meet you. I hope you have had no trouble finding us?” “No’m. I had yer address. You know, Mrs. But Mrs. Burnstan was leading the girl into the drawing room and the sentence remained unfinished as she gazed with wide-open eyes at the young men who came toward her. “Are these all your’n?” asked the bewildered girl as she looked won- deringly into one and another of their handsome faces. “Oh, no, my dear,” laughed gentle Mrs. Burnstan, “though I almost wish they were. Only one is my very own—this one, William.” William welcomed the girl sincerely and, as he introduced his friends, tried to lessen her embarrassment by telling of their varying merits and achievements. But his disappointment must have been keen as he recog- nized the simple country girl who had amused him at the station. Her hair was not exactly auburn—more nearly what he would call “carrots.” Now it was falling over her face and that big hat adorned with the yellow roses was balanced with evident difficulty. “Cousin Kathryn, John Coleman, our yell-leader.” Kathryn caught her breath and was going to explain, but William, not noticing, was sayi ng, “Harry Cillard, our full-back, Cousin Kathryn.” “B—but Willie,” broke in the now desperate girl, “you’re all mistaken about me. I’m not Miss Kathryn, I mean her that’s your cousin. I come from Missouri all right with Miss Kathryn, but I lost her at the station an’ I waited so ” Kitty stopped short and looked with wonder at Mrs. Burnstan, who had answered another ring of the doorbell and now led into the room a young lady whose composure and general appearance made her the exact counterpart of the bewildered Kitty. The young lady was dressed in a neat tailored suit, carried a large muff and with a daintily-gloved hand pushed back a stubborn brown curl which persisted in peeping from the drooping hat. “Here she is. That’s Miss Kathryn,” cried Kitty in triumph, looking around at the surprised faces. “That’s her.” “Yes, I’m Kathryn,” laughed the young lady in a low voice and with an amused smile. “There seems to have been a misunderstanding and I fear it is my fault. I should never have left Kitty alone in a big city.” “But I’m so glad you are here, dear,” and Miss Kathryn smiled reas- suringly at Kitty. “Aunt Virginia,” continued the girl with charming frankness, “this is Kitty Leonard. I have taken a greaty liberty in bring- ing her with me. It was patient Mrs. Leonard who cared for dear daddy during his illness and I wanted so much to do something for her. The only thing the dear unselfish soul wished was that Kitty might visit New York. Then when I told her I was surely coming and would bring Kitty for a little visit, she was very, very happy.” “Your friend, Kitty, is very welcome, Kathryn,” said Mrs. Burnstan, smiling kindly at Kitty. “And fellows, we’ll show Miss Kitty a good time, won’t we?” inter- rupted William, as he turned proudly to introduce Kathryn to his friends. A few short weeks had passed and William Burnstan was again at the Central Station. His face expressed neither expectancy nor anxiety— rather, happiness. Through a window of the west-bound train was seen a girl in a pink silk dress and a large hat adorned with yellow roses. At William’s side stood his demure cousin. Now she was murmuring, as she smiled at the radiant face in the window, “What a good time you and your friends have given the dear child!” But the train was moving and Kitty’s voice quivered with excitement as she leaned far out of the window, waving her hand and calling, “Good- bye, Miss Kathryn! Good-bye, Willie, good-bye!!” O——O GRACE JUDKINS, ’12 A ONE-SIDED CONVERSATION Hello, Central, please give me Hast 123 Hello, Mrs. Green, this is Mrs. Smith. I want to know whether you have finished with that dress pattern you borrowed from me last month. I have to make Jennie anew dress. I bought the goods yesterday——. Yes, it has pink rose buds on a light green background and has layer upon layer of the fluffiest cotton-batting you ever saw between the goods and the lining. And the pillow-slips on the same bed are of the sheerest linen with her monogram embroidered in one corner. I would ao ee eM give anything to have such a lovely guest room as that ; The reason I want it is because Jennie is going to sing at the next ‘church social and simply has to have the new dress for the occasion : Don’t you just adore that beautiful baby. of Mrs. Bairds’? I think it is the sweetest thing I have ever seen——. Yes, and so dear. Just imagine having to pay eighteen cents a pound for it and mutton is twenty. Soon we will have to have plain old soups and stews every night——. Well, dear, how are your charming children ? I suppose you never have a bit of trouble with them : Oh! Isn’t that too bad! I can’t keep my kids clean, either. | tried scrubbing them with soap and water the other day, but their ribs changed color, so I took them back where I bought them and had them exchanged for some new ones. I think gloves are a nuisance, anyway. Well, as you have finished with the pattern, I will send Jennie for it this afternoon. Good-bye. O—0 HELEN ROYCE, ’12 IN THE PINE FOREST The train whistle is blowing eerily, drearily. Was there ever such a lonely sound as the whistle of a train in the middle of a pine forest at night? It is the middle, the very middle of a pine forest, and it is night, but, more than this, it is raining, raining heavily and drenchingly and monotonously steadily, with a never-abating, never-increasing, never-ceas- ing pour of tiny drops of water from the black, northern sky above. The trees—those greatest, darkest, most ominous of all trees—are swirling, whirling, whistling, knocking their light heads together and throwing themselves gleefully from side to side, only too joyous to be alive, only too glad to be factors in making up that horrible chaos. The atmosphere is black and heavy with electricity and darkness and with some strange and unnamed dread, some fear, the origin of which is not upon this tran- quil plane. A sudden flash, a crash, a rasping creak, as the bend in the track is reached, and the monster of flame and steam and roar partially ceases its headlong motion. Then, gathering fresh impetus with a jolt, it thun- ders on again, into that mystery of forest-night which no one has ever been able to fathom. Within the depths of those pine tree groups a little cottage stands. It is a little, lonely, log-built cottage with roofless porch stretching out to meet the singing spray of the waters of the Brule. A feeble light is burn- ing there and a small, gray-haired, neutral-tinted woman is standing beside the window. Upon a bed nearby, there lies the wasted form of a man into whose face has entered the mysterious sadness of the whispering pine trees. His eyes are smiling now, and, as the woman strains her eyes at the window, he raises his head and listens. The flash of light comes, and as quickly goes, and the woman, her last pleasure of the night over, approaches the bed where lies her companion in that daily diversion for nine long years of exile here. The fight is over now and both brave hearts know that failure, bitter defeat, is coming soon to claim his victory. “Good-night, dear. I’ll be waiting if you want me,” she utters, not a tremor in her steady voice. “It is good-night, mother—to you, and to the Brule, and to the pines, the fragrant, whispering pines—good-night!” The last faint cry of the locomotive’s siren whistle dies upon the watery breeze. His eyes close and, smiling, he sleeps—forever. “Good-night’”—a murmur answers him, and, from the little window there, a faint, despondent cry is heard, ‘Alone!’ The rain has ceased and only the rippling river and the wail of the wind in the pine trees, answer. O=——0: WARDE FOWLER, ’13 A TRAGEDY On certain days in February and in November the great waves and breakers of the Pacific grow greater and fiercer and more powerful. At these times they seem to awaken from their customary lassitude and stupor and to defy and to take pleasure in breaking up the flimsy works of man. On these days much damage is always done: boats are wrecked ; great wharves and piers are sometimes washed away, and even houses are often demolished. On this particular evening, the great pleasure pier at —————, Cal., is brilliantly lighted and is packed with throngs of happy merry-makers. All the usual amusements are in full swing. The get-something-for-noth- ing fakirs are filling the air with their noisy proclamations. It is a rush hour for the moving picture shows. Thousands of people are pacing the broad cement walks gazing at the sights. Suddenly one form detaches itself from the throbbing throng. It is a large man, who walks slowly to one dark corner of the pier, where he stands, for awhile, looking moodly out over the ocean. Now, hearing footsteps, he turns and swiftly disappears. On the very place where he has been standing, however, we now can see a little object, bundled and wrapped in white. This man has undoubtedly left it there. He has deserted it. Oh! the cruelty and unfathomable mystery which goes on in this world. Do we see the little thing move or is that our imagination? Is that a feeble cry or is it the wailing of the wind? Surely it is a little ch j All this time the great breakers of the Pacific have been doing their deadly work. The great pressure of the water is too strong for the frail wooden piles to withstand. Some of them give away. One corner of the great pier sags and sways. Suddenly the pleasure seekers become aware of their danger. A rush is made for the land. Ropes are placed to keep the curious back from the doomed part. ' LD In the confusion, no one saw the little bundle, lying on the very outer edge of the sinking section. The dim light obscured it from the eyes of the frightened thousands. Not knowing it was there, nobody tried to save it. The fury of the ocean did not cease or abate. Nothing could now stop the fall of the pier. Nothing, seemingly, could’ save the tiny little white-wrapped object. Lower and lower the wharf sank until finally the poor little piece of salt water taffy, wrapped in a piece of white tissue paper, rolled off the wharf and was seen no more. 0—O S. FUKASAWA, ’12 BACK HOME ONCE MORE _ A gentle morning breeze, that sweeps over the branches of the old cherry trees in full bloom, bringing sweet fragrance, wakens nature from its long rest in the snowy bed of winter and gives warm tidings of spring. The memory of this beautiful season has always been the cause of a long- ing for the homeland and, strange to say, the effect of it is growing greater in proportion to the number of winters passed away from it. The images of the old home become shadowy every year, but the more shadowy they become a greater force they exert upon me, somehow. This is the sixth spring since I left my country and one beautiful day I happened to find myself once more “at home” where I had visited many a time in my dreamland journeys. There was never a day so beautiful as that day when I arrived at Yokohoma. Everything appeared with a smile of spring: green fields where larks were pouring out their heavenly music; the hedges of wild roses where bees were enjoying the fresh air of the morning; the orchards of blooming cherry trees where children were playing their favorite games. Although great changes had taken place during the last. six years, even in the country village, yet the old native aspect of the orient was not a thing of the past entirely. Along the narrow winding country roads through green fields of wheat and barley, were still heard the merry voices from many a group of the little nurse girls who, each with a baby on her back, were busily singing their folk songs while they wandered about the field, picking wild flowers along the roadsides. My sudden return was a surprise to everyone. Of course they were glad to see me back but thought it rather a foolish plan for me to have undertaken the trip when it was only a few months until the end of my high school course. Nevertheless, everyone tried to entertain me with all possible devices which they thought could not be found in South Pasadena. On my part I was likewise busy narrating the eventful history of my five years’ experi- ence in America, beginning with the stormy days on the ocean liner that brought me across the Pacific six summers ago. Happy days passed quickly only to be followed by cold nights—so it is that sorrow and grief always follow joy. I realized the sad climax and began to wish I were not there. Not only was I missing my diploma, but I was throwing away all opportunities of being in Pasadena, for I was under an obligation to serve in the Imperial Army and no passport would be issued to any person under similar circumstances. Then everything changed: the western sky was covered with fleecy clouds; the evening breeze fell cold and moist and th cherry blossoms be- gan to fall. Then came thoughts of the land of sunshine and flowers—a mental conflict between the love of the homeland and the love of the new beyond the sea. Suddenly I heard a faint tinkle as in the distance and it awakened me to find my little alarm clock ringing the six-thirty. Oh! If this had not been a dream! ——o—0 THE SPRING BONNET OF MRS. SPRINGLID ALICE G, PENNEY, ’13 The wind was whizzing in hurricanes up the dirty side street lined on either side with flat, one-story, Mexican huts, as the Ladies’ Aid Society of the most fashionable church in Los Angeles walked into a building marked “Rummage Sale.” Mrs. Springlid, the president of the society, marched majestically a few steps in advance of the other members and lower officers of the Aid, with a rather just-look-at-me kind of an air. She was the only lady who wore a spring bonnet, and it was, indeed, a beauti- ful creation. A rose garden of mammoth American beauty roses, bobbing up and down as she babbled gaily to her companions, was nearly all one noticed about her. Now she was inside of the room where the sale was going on. An incredible number of stoves, shoes, old beds, chairs, fruit jars, and even summer hats had been squeezed into that little hut. Mexican women of all sizes and descriptions were elbowing their way among the counters, gibbering away very vigorously. As soon as Mrs. Springlid entered the hubbub, she was called to take charge of the selling of shoes, and accordingly went very obediently to stand behind a pile of laundry baskets packed to the top with pumps, tennis shoes, tan boots, bedroom slippers, and other articles of footwear, to be sold to the dusky dames. Feeling a little weary from the load of her heavy rose garden, Mrs. Springlid, cautiously and with tender care, relieved of its stunning burden, her head, and incidentally her coiffure, which had become somewhat flattened by the weight of the large hat. In the confusion, while the president was disposing of a pair of baby shoes, her new spring hat was carried to the hat counter, and piled with the very ordinary looking rummage sale hats. Still it blended very well with the already horrible mixture of colors and shades. There were golden yellows and royal purples heaped among faded lavenders and St. Patrick greens. Standing before a cracked mirror and smiling serenely at her reftec- (o- FS bed pee tion, stood a large, broad, Mexican customer, trying on her shiny, black head all the hats in the pile. Catching sight of the enormous mass of American beauty roses, she grasped it eagerly, and before she had hardly time to drop the other hats she had been holding, the bargain was made, and Mrs. Springlid’s new Easter creation was sold for the sum of thirty- five cents! As a whole, the sale had been very satisfactory, and Mrs. Springlid was making her last adieux to the sisters of the Aid Society. She went to get her treasure, the hat with the red roses. But, no! it could not be gone—and yet, it was not there. At first, she fumbled eagerly among the odds and ends and soon, bits of paper, empty boxes, stray gloves, and handkerchiefs began to fly through the air, for the president of the Ladies’ Aid must find her new spring hat. Nevertheless, the search was fruitless, and poor Mrs. Springlid sank down, exhausted, upon an overturned high- chair, and gave way to a deluge of hot, salty tears. But, after all, what was the use? She boarded the car for home, hatless, and with very red, swollen eyes. That night was Chinese New Year, so Mr. Springlid suggested a trip to Chinatown. At last, after much coaxing, he persuaded his wife to tie a scarf around her head and go. Their big, gray Lozier was threading its way slowly through the mob of Mexicans outside the Plaza, when sud- denly a piercing shriek came forth from the folds of the scarf wrapped about Mrs. Springlid’s head. A huge picture hat, covered with brililant American beauty roses, was bobbing disgustingly up and down on a large, broad Mexican woman who was walking briskly toward Chinatown. In much less time than it takes to tell it, the Springlid family, with the whole of Sonora town and the Chinese district at their heels, were rushing madly through the narrow, exasperatingly little streets of China- town in a wild search for the hat. ’Round and ’round corners they flew, until in the race, Mr. Springlid dashed recklessly against a candy stand, hurling the Chinese “gingie’’ and cocoanut chips into mid air. Instantly, it seemed as if the whole of the yellow race had been called from their eastern empire to avenge the insult, for swarms of Chinamen filled the streets, armed with umbrellas, canes and bamboo clubs. “Hi, hi! we no savee—Where ’Melican bad man go? Ching, ching, ching!” These cries, together with the fearful countenances and threatening gestures of the ferocious Chinaman, forced the search for the American beauty rose garden into oblivion. But as they were walking back to the motor car, with downcast faces, there appeared, under the full gleam of the street light, a large, broad, Mexican woman wearing the hat with those wonderful red flowers. Mrs. Springlid clutched at her husband’s arm, ran forward a few steps, and then stopped still. It was useless! The hat was no longer hers. It had been purchased by that dusky madame for the sum total of thirty-five cents! Mrs. Springlid did not know that price, however, and perhaps it was best. Nevertheless, she had no desire to wear it again, so one last longing look was all she gave it. Those large, full blossoms seemed to quiver under the shimmering rays of the street light above, sending their warm, rosy greetings across to the lady who was once their mistress. But they entered only as cold darts of disgust into the heart of Mrs. Springlid who climbed into her Lozier and rode home. O——O JOHN THOMPSON THE SPECTATOR AT WEEVER DRUG CO. SCENE I Apothecary Shop—(Enter two beardless youths). Ist Youth—‘Sir apothecary Weever, we bid you a right merry Christ- mas season.” Weever—“Thank you. What can I do for you?” 2nd Youth—“I desire a box of capsules for my father, who is an M. D.” Ist Youth—‘‘And I want five cents worth of jelly beans.” (Start to leave store). Weever—“‘Here, boys, is a nice little game for you.” Ist Youth—‘‘Ha! a new kind of swindle. (Reads). ‘Insert plunger or peg in any of circles on board. A piece of paper will thus be pushed out the back, bearing a number. Numbers 5, 10, 15, etc., draw a pound box of candy. Others draw half-pound boxes. You pay the number of cents indi- cated by the number on the slip of paper. ’ Shall we not try our luck? We'll halve the expense, comrade.” 2nd Youth—“That will we, Noble Alton. Right lustily plunge thou now the peg into the board.” (He plunges). Ist Youth—‘“S’death! Support me lest I faint! Eighty-eight. De- liver the half pound of candy, Sir Apothecary. Take thy vile coin.” (Both leave store). SCENE II (Street in Front of Apothecary Shop) 1st Youth—‘‘The numbers run to one hundred! By my aluminum dome, we could but have paid twelve cents more at most.” 2nd Youth—‘‘But hist, brave one, haste thee not. We will retrieve our misfortune. Lightning strikes the same place but once. Let us go back and take another poke at the board.” Ist Youth—‘Well said. We will at once. This time you shall do the act and we will again divide the cost.” SCENE III (Same as Scene I) (Enter youths). Apothecary Weever—‘For what more can I do you?” 2nd Youth—‘‘Produce the board and peg. Queen of the Fates, direct my hand aright. Vengeance would we have upon this robber of our purses. With closed eyes I now submit myself to thy guidance.” (He sticks the peg). “As I live, Sir Alton, what have we here? Do I see aright? A six- ty-nine! O cruel fate! We are ruined. Why did I do it the second time! No money have we now to buy Christmas presents withal. Support my right hand, thou, and I the same will do to thine as we repeat in unison the old adage, ‘Never Again!’” (Quick curtain). Moral—Don’t forget. Money talks. It usually says “Good-bye.” 0—O MARGARET WEST, ’12 A Daily Drama in Five Scenes ACT I Scene I—North end of hall. Scene IJI—South end of hall. Enter Anthony Gutman. Enter A. Gutman. Enter Miss Leach. Enter Mr. Grable. (Exit Gutman). (Exit Gutman). Scene IJ—Drinking fountain. Scene I1V—Upper hall. Enter A. Gutman. Enter A. Gutman. Enter Miss Foglesong. Enter Mr. Edwards. (Exit Gutman). (Exit Gutman). Scene V—Lower hall. Enter A. Gutman. Enter Mr. Cooney. (Exit Gutman). O0—0 GEORGE M. ALLEN, 112 A DRAMA J ACT I Scene I—Before the broad and spacious steps at the entrance to South Pasadena High School. Enter a short, thick-set varlet displaying beautiful, bright, unmated hose above his footwear. He is accompanied by two maidens. He bids them adieu. Exit varlet. Maidens ascend steps. (Curtain). Scene IJ—On north side of same building. Enter varlet. Enter mob led by youth with beautiful hair of carrot hue. Exit var- let, with loud threats, into building. (Curtain). Scene IJJ—In hall of High School. Enter hoseless varlet accompanied by tall, thin, grave professor. A heated argument is carried on. Exit hoseless varlet from front. (Cur- tain). Scene I1V—Street scene in South Pasadena. Street lined with beauti- ful palms, ete. Enter hoseless varlet muttering threats of punishment on leader of mob. He is hurrying homeward to replace hose. Exit. (Curtain). ACT II Scene 1—Same street in South Pasadena. Enter varlet with repetition of beautiful hose, hurrying to school and trying to obtain vile epithets to hurl upon leader of mob. Exit. (Curtain). Scene I]—Hall of Assembly, High School. Enter varlet, with beautiful hose exposed to view of students, and look of triumph on his face. Chorus of “giggles” from students. Ap- proach the stern professor. (Quick Curtain)! Moral: Don’t wear loud hose. o—o—__— LOVE’S LABOR LOST Act I—Gillies’ Residence—1910 Geo. A.—‘‘Ah there, Who’s here?” Marjorie—‘‘Ah there, Louis dear.” (Exit George). Act Ii—Dodge’s Residence—1911 Geo.—“Ah there, Who’s here ?”’ Louise—‘“‘Ah there, Louis dear.” (Exit George). Act III—Jacobson’s Residence—1912 Geo.—‘‘Ah there, Who’s here?” Leone—‘‘Ah there, Bruce dear.”” (Exit George). —————— A TRAGEDY GRACE JUDKINS, ’12 Cast of characters—A German and his dog. ACT I Place—In front of a butcher shop. Time—Yesterday morning. Scene I—Enter dog, following master, a fat German. Scene II—Exit dog, curiosity aroused, through door of butcher shop. ACT II Place—Inside of butcher shop. Time—Yesterday afternoon. Scene I—Entrance of German, vainly looking for dog. Scene II—Exit of German, sadly singing, “Oh Where, Oh Where, Has My Little Dog Gone?” ACT III Place—Interior of butcher shop. Time—Following morning. Scene I—The “Missing Link.” (Quick Cur tain). O—O AS IT WOULD BE KATHRYN CLEMONS, ’12 Time—20 years hence. Place—South Pasadena High School or Utopia High School. Characters— Principal of School—Geo. Allen. Vice-Principal of School—R. Pearson. Faculty composed of B. Spencer, L. Filley and such. ACT I Scene I—A crowded Assembly Hall. There is a new principal, vice- principal and faculty. The students in crowded hall are straining their ears to hear the principal’s first speech. This is what they hear: . “I want you to understand that a new system is to be adopted in this school,” etc. Scene II—First study period in Assembly Hall. Vice-Principal Pearson in charge. All quiet. Pearson—‘“‘Boys and girls, do make more noise. The silence disturbs me. If you wish to speak, do so. If this is the period you chose fer culti- vating a whistle, do not hesitate to feel free to do so. Ifa game of marbles is your preference, let your pleasure be satisfied.” While students are gasping for breath, Mr. Pearson becomes exasper- ated. “I tell you that I will make a list of all those who do not make any noise.’ ACT II Scene I—The new system has begun to take effect. Faculty meeting in session. Prof. Spencer—‘“I’m afraid Mr. Peter is not getting what he should out of his High School course. You know to let the child have a good time is our principal aim. I believe the boy’s father should be notified of this case.” Scene I]—Halls of School. Noise most marked characteristic. Prin- cipal Allen is standing on one side of the hall talking to the speaker of the day. Boys and girls stop to talk in halls. A game of catch is. going on at one end of the hall. The class teachers are reading books in their class rooms, waiting for their classes to assemble. Principal Allen—‘“‘We are very well pleased with our new system. All seem to enjoy themselves so much.” y THE FRESHMAN, SOPHOMORE, JUNIOR AND SENIOR -” “The Freshman knows not and knows that he knows not. The Freshman Class is quite the most Important class of all. At least we feel ourselves quite big When we enter High School halls. The Soph’mores call us babies, When they see us on the ground, They take our hats and “swipe” our bikes, And throw our books around. And then they laugh at us and say “Go home and tell your ma!” Next year—just stop and think! It’s not so very far. And then the joy when we will be The Jolly Sophomores! “The Sophomore knows not, but knows not that he knows 1‘ ’ The Sophomore, I greatly fear, -Is in for trouble now. The very name seems to say “What can I do and how?” Your greatest pleasure is to break Each rule that comes along, And as for books— Thus say your looks, School’s only made for fun. “The Junior knows, but knows not that he knows.” The Juniors are a quiet And a modest little class. The only thing they seem to fear - Is whether they will pass. So studious and dignified, They hold themselves aloof. If all the classes were like that, We'd soon go through the roof. “The Senior knows, and knows that he knows.” What more is there to say? THE FRESHMAN Johnny was a Freshman, He knew not how to act, So when he came to school one day He brought with him a tack. The tack he placed upon a seat, With all the care and guile Of a dynamiter at his feat Of blowing up the Nile. Now Johnny had a little sense, But it served him all for nought, For he placed his weapon of offense Upon a seat of thought. The consequences of his act Are too sad to relate. Go ask a certain Senior What was young Johnny’s fate. O0—O (With Apologies to Kipling) I have a story to tell you—if I can make it rhyme Without having to begin with ‘Once upon a time.” Prepare yourselves, kind readers, for it is a sorrowful tale: How the female of the species is more deadly than the male. Time, one Friday afternoon, scene laid in room eight. If you care for further details, see me at a future date. The plot was formed by Senior maids, so of course it could not fail, For the female of the species is more deadly than the male. The election was progressing in quite another way Than the Senior lads had expected on this eventful day. The conditions grew more tragic—their votes were of no ayail, For the female of the species is more deadly than the male. Seeing that their fair companions, having won the right to vote In the recent Suffragette Election, were bound to steer the boat, Their anger, slowly rising, yielded all with sorrowful wail, For the female of the species is more deadly than the male. The girls at last did compromise to keep peace in the school, And others learned to their regret that the majority usually rule. But had the boys had half the chance, ’twould have been a similar tale, For the female of the species is no more crooked than the male. —‘“Watts Evening News’—(Sunrise Edition). SPRING BREEZES CAROL CASKEY, 12 Blow, breezes, blow! Toss them high and low: The tiny buds and blossoms gay, Pink in sweet confusion sway. Blow, breezes, b low! Swing, breezes, swing! Bringing back the Spring: April showers and fragrant bowers, Tender leaves and dewy flowers, Swing, breezes, swing! Rock, breezes, rock! Lull the baby flock: Apple blooms in tiny broods, Violets from the secret woods, Rock, breezes, rock! Sway, breezes, sway! Send them far away: Blossoms here and blossoms there, Sweetest blossoms everywhere, Sway, breezes, sway! Sing, breezes, sing! Join the merry ring: Swallows, thrushes, robins bright, Warbling gay from morn ’till night, Sing, breezes, sing! 0—0 S. NOBBE, ’15 You should hear in the spring The nightingale sing, At the time when the plum trees bloom; On a sweet blossom’s spray One will perch, while its lay Is addressed to the silvery moon. It is easy, we say, To be cheerful by day, Then the heart is naturally light; But how few, like this bird, When in darkness are heard To sing in the midst of the night. THE COMING OF SPRING A patter as of tiny feet, A soft, lulling, soothing sound CAROL CASKEY, ’12 Of rain drops, whispering thro’ the leaves, I hear. A gentle murmur, and a hush Of all that seemeth common place, And all is calm and peace, both far And near. A nod, a quiver thro’ the trees— ‘Tis April’s breath of fragrance now That wakes the buds, and drives away Each tear. Each bonnet bowing in the rain, Each dainty gown all fringed with pink, Whispering, doth greet the Spring So dear. O—O FEELINGS Did you ever have that tired, tired feeling LAURA ROYCE, 712 When you felt as if you never would be rested? And it didn’t seem to make a bit of difference What you did or how you did it, you grew weaker? Did you ever have that tired, tired feeling? Did you ever have that dreamy, dreamy feeling ? When you wished the little glistening rays of moon-light, Dancing on, would just keep dancing on forever, While you listened to those singing strains, that sounded, Teasing, calling, echoing across the water? Did you ever have that dreamy, dreamy feeling ? Did you ever have that studious, studious feeling ? Coming just about a week before the ex’s, When your brain assimilated all the knowledge, That had somehow drifted by at other moments? Did you ever have that studious, studious feeling ? GEORGE ALLEN, ’12 MY TARDINESS (All excuses to the author of the ‘““Lost Chord’) Peacefully I was slumbering On the rude cot in my cell, When I was rudely awakened By the alarm clock bell. I raised myself on my elbow, And looked at the villainous thing; Then I made just one great effort, And fixed it so ’twould not ring. Then I made just one great effort, And fixed it so ’twould not ring. So then I returned to my slumbers, And I slept right good and well, And gave no thought to such troublesome things. As the sound of the High School bell. And as to the class of my dreams I will not try to tell, But I slumbered steadily onward, Past the time for the High School bell. But I slumbered steadily onward, Past the time for the High School bell. Then I was again awakened By my parent’s piercing yell, And I gave one glance around me, And out of my cot I fell. How quickly put on my garments, It would not do to tell, But when I arrived at the High School, I was just too late for the bell. But when I arrived at the High School, I was just too late for the bell. Now, when I met my teachers, The look on their faces fell; They sent me to Mr. Grable, My story to him to tell. And as I went to meet him, I tried my fears to quell, But after I told my story, Life was no shady dell. But after I told my story, Life was no shady dell. THE CALL GRACE MATHIS, Through the woods the winds are calling, Calling me, their wandering child; Bird notes on my ears are falling, I must heed their summons wild. I am tired of social follies, Tired of trivial human things; In the woods all things are jolly, There alone my glad heart sings. I can hear the growing grasses Whisper promises of spring, Every balmy breeze that passes Carries birds and bees awing. From the earth green heads are peeping, Pushing through the soft brown loam, In the brook the fish are leaping, Racing to their summer home. Let me dream, dream on forever, Neath this blossoming plum tree wild, Back into the city—never— Woods and fields have found their child. o—o THE APRIL SHOWERS FRANCES THOMPSON, ’1 Patter, patter, on the ground, What a light and airy sound! It is the cloudlets from the sky Winging flight from spaces high. Dripping, dripping, fast they come. Trips to earth for them are fun! And tumbling lightly, rolling swift, Quickly into bubbles lift. Next the joyous spring is come, Heralded by the golden sun. And wet with rain, a sparkling sight, Flowers bloom in colors bright. Sunny, happy days are here, Prophesied by raindrops clear, And all the earth so fresh and gay Gladly greets the month of May. 1 13 4 COMING HOME ELMA MOORE, ’15 The rain all day had fallen fast, The clouds were thick and grey, The mist above the wooded hills Hung thick at close of day. The budding leaves of early spring Shone fresh on branches bare, And seemed to give their promises Of summer bright and fair. And through the trees a flick’ring light Gleamed faintly through the rain, And marked the home where mother stood, Far down the narrow lane. O——0 THE AMERICAN IDEA B. C. KIESLING, ’13 The dollar mark is our national emblem, The “golden eagle” our national bird, A dollar bill is our “Open Sesame,” Long and loud may its voice be heard! Success is measured by figures, Fame in dollars and cents, Both are commercial commodities, “Too cheap” say men of sense. O10) HELEN REEHI, ‘13 Here’s a toast to the dear old hill That towers over us year by year; To you we go when in winter’s chill We gather the holly for Christmas cheer. To you we go in the balmy spring For the first wild flowers that peep; To you we go in the summer time For a cool and shady retreat. So now we’ll drink to the dear old hill, In its glory of autumn hues, When nature clothes her in gorgeous frills, And our hearts respond to all that’s true. MORRELL REYNOLDS, ' NOT SO BAD AS IT MIGHT BE School isn’t just the tedious grind That some kids make it out; For those who look around will find Much to rejoice about. Geometry is not so bad, Or, so it seems to me; For up in the science lecture-room It comes quite easily. And Spanish is a pipe dream, too; For in Miss Vance’s class The studying we never do Amounts to quite a mass. Way up in one lone corner, just Above room twenty-three, Need I tell you?. If I must— You know, it’s Chemistry! But if you want a perfect cinch, Within quite easy reach, Just let me give you some advice— Take English from Miss Leach. J r HELEN PEARSON, ’12 HE SUN had sunk completely out of sight; the last tints had faded Ee from the clouds, and the first stars were looking down from the dark blue above. The breakers were becoming more quiet as the tide receded in the calm succeeding the storm, leaving the refuse, which the waves had carried in, strewn along the shore. The timbers from a car- go, or perhaps the wood of the vessel itself, had been so pounded by the rag- ing wind and water, that they were in pieces nearly as fine as sawdust. As the moon shone fitfully from the rifts in the clouds, it pointed out the bodies of little white lambs lying so still on the wet sands. No sound was to be heard except the swishing of the waves around the piles of the pier which stretched desolate and spectral out into the dark water. O—O. JOHN BOSTER, ’15 The Seniors look quite dignified When they have reached the top; And to the little Freshmen They seem to know a lot. But really they’re quite common— No smarter than the rest; And after four year’s study, They ought to do the best. We hope to take their places, And make the people stare By strutting “round with pompous And ostentatious air. The present Freshmen promise To do great things galore; And if you watch their progress, You'll find great things in store. ‘Entnrial oe ee wee! ,. |GAIN the Copa de Oro is sent forth, bearing its message of good will and cheer to each of our readers. We hope it may bring to the Alumni happy memories of Alma Mater; to the undergradu- ates a pleasant review of the happenings—some serious and some humorous—during our school year and to ourselves the full amount of sat- isfaction and pride to which we have looked forward. No «rs who has not experienced the feeling can imagine just what it means to know that the “hustling” and working have done some good and that the Annual is not to be a mere dream of fancy but something in clear black and white. We’ve all worked hard for it and know the queer sinking feeling which comes upon being told that “business is slow this year.’”’ But in most cases we met with great success. In fact, never before have the advertisers of the Annual shown so much interest and liberality. We th2nk them most heartily and hope that they may not regret it. We know that the student body often became tired of seeing the vari- ous members of the staff before them on matters of business, but we trust that their patience has not been tried too much. Perhaps, when they are busy Seniors trying to live up to the reputation of “dignity” with which tradition has clothed them, they will realize just what weary burdens were ours. We wish, through the pages of the Copa de Oro, to extend our sincere thanks to the Board of Education which has made our courses possible; to the Faculty who has patiently guided us through four years of troubles and pleasures; to the Students assisting in bringing in ma‘erial, and, last, but by no means least, we wish to express our appreciation of the unlimited assistance given us by our Principal, Mr. Bush, and our Senior Teacher, Miss Leach. And so it is with modesty and beating hearts that we s¢nd this Annual forth, trusting that you may kindly read and gently judge. MEMORIALS For the last four years it has been the custom for the graduating class to leave something as a memorial of the four years spent within the High School. These, in a measure, express the love and gratitude which the classes feel for their Alma Mater. These gifts have been made possible by the proceeds from the class plays. The school points with pride to the following memorials: Class of 1908—Statue of the Winged Victory. Class of 1909—Large Bulletin Board in the hall. Class of 1910—Student Body Desk and Chair. Class of 1911—Two large Mission Pictures for the hall STUDENTS’ LEAGUE FRED HIGH, ’12 Several months ago the student body of this school heard one of the most practical and appropriate speeches ever delivered to such a body. The speaker was Mr. A. Ray Petty and his subject was “Clean Life, Clean Speech and Clean Athletics.” It is needless to say that Mr. Petty’s address appealed to the High School men. At the close of his talk he asked the opinion of the fellows on the possibility and advantages of an organiza- tion among High School men for the purpose of promoting clean life, clean speech and clean athletics. Mr. Petty received hearty support and a few weeks later the Students’ League was organized with the following officers: Clarence Cope, Presi- dent; Louis Filley, Vice-President; Harold Wilson, Secretary; Lynn Tuttle, Treasurer. Similar organizations are now flourishing in El Monte, Riverside, Santa Ana, Polytechnic, Los Angeles, Manual Arts, Hollywood and Glendale High Schools. - On February 10, 1912, the first semi-annual banquet of the Students’ League was held in Hamburger’s banquet hall and, although the League had been in existence but four months, the banquet was attended by over six hundred High School men. At the time of this writing there is in preparation a League Vaudeville, to be given May 24. The Temple Auditorium has been procured for this event and, with separate stunts from the different schools, the affair prom- ises to be a fine one. Next in line will be the second semi-annual banquet at which probably more than one thousand High School men will be present. ‘his will prob- ably be given some time in June and will be a fitting climax to the first year’s work of the Students’ League. OFFICERS STUDENT Bopy FRED HIGH, President LUCILE SPENCER, Vice-President MARGERY GILLIES, Secretary HELEN LLST, Treasurer MARGARET REYNOLDS BRUCE SPENCER growing. When the twenty-eight members of the Class of 1912 have joined the Alumni ranks, the organization will have a membership of ninety-eight enthusiastic and ambitious young people, engaged in many different occupations. Se the Alumni was first organized in 1907, it has been rapidly The present officers are Dwight Baker, ’10, President; Grace Walthrey, 10, Vice-President ; Mildred Keith, ’10, Secretary ; Lloyd Cosper, ’10, Treas- urer. ; CLASS OF 1907 Helen High has been taking a post-graduate course at Stanford this year, where she received an M. A. degree. Ethel Bashore is teaching school in San Diego City. Marion Burns is now a full-fledged Osteopathic Physician. Mrs. Goldman, Mrs. Scheckler and Mrs. Staples, more familiarly peer as Edna Munger, Hazel Finch and Freda Coward, are busily enployed in keeping house, Mrs. Goldman and Mrs. Staples in South Pasadena, and Mrs. Scheckler in Dulzura, California. CLASS OF 1308 Four of the girls of ’08, Bessie Farrell, Maude Thompson, Pear] Crutch- field and Lillian Hilliard, are now teaching school. Eunice Baldwin graduated from the Woman’s College, Colorado, and is staying at home this year. Mary Gillies will soon be a Senior at Occidental College. Clarence Lewis is attetidiig Denver University. Muriel Trott is at Normal this year. Mildred Chase is taking a course at Santa Barbara Normal. Anna Miller is employed as Stenographer at N. O. Nelson’s in Los Angeles. The class has one surveyor, Leon Axtman. CLASS OF 1909 The Class of 1909 was the largest to graduate from the High School. The school was justly proud of the class and was sorry to ‘ose them. Many of this class are at College. Stella Freeman and Wellford Seay: are at Occidental; Victor Collins, Harry Howard and Ira Thomas are at Berkeley ; Carl Cooper, Harry Moore and Lester Cox are at the University of Southern California. Aileen Thompson is teaching school at Moro and Hennetta Castleman has been teaching Kindergarten but it is rumored that she is going to Berkeley. Neidia Dedman, now Mrs. G. F. Butler,-is living in British Columbia. Kathryn Plimpton graduated from the Pasadena Hospital in May, 1912. Belle Upham is working at the Ostrich Farm, but sooit expects to be- come an expert Stenographer. Daisy Jackson is at work in Pasadena. Earl Walters is working on a ranch at Wynola, Cal. Carleton Gilbert is working for the Southern Pacific in Los Angeles. ) John and George Coots are plumbers in South Pasadena. Since last! year’s issue of Copa de Oro, George has become a Benedict. CLASS OF 1910 Mildred Allen, Alta Bailey and Reine Rogers are completing their course in Normal School. Lee Eskridge is at the University of Southern California, studying Art. Hester Lauman is studying Photography with Miss Craig, in Pasa- dena. Mildred Keith, Edwin Lawyer, Douglas Richards and Homer Wride are attending Occidental College. Eunice Atkinson is at Pomona College. Dwight Baker is at Berkeley. Lloyd Cosper is working in the South Pasadena Bank. Ralph Wilcox is working in Los Angeles. Harold Barden is working for the L. A. Pacific Light Power Company. Helen Reynolds, now Mrs. Palmer, is residing in Garvanza. Mary Massey, now Mrs. F. C. Brown, is living in Lordsburg, California. Grace Walthrey has moved to Ridgeway, New Jersey. CLASS OF 1911 Marie Axtman, Mabel Everett, Cora Vail and Daisy Trott are attend- ing Normal. Margaret Brickels is taking Crafts in Pasadena and Art at the Y. W. C. A. in Los Angeles. Helen Freedie is working in Los Angeles. Louise and Helen Mason, Palmer Ritchie and Harold Huntington are: at Occidental College. Frank Kitsuda is at Berkeley. Genich Kadoya is at Ua Sac: Claude Hunter is running an Auto-Stage near Bakersfield. Clark Swan is at home this year. Edna Ferry is helping in Kindergarten work in South Pasadena. BARACA CLASS, SoUTH PASADENA METHODIST CHURCH—Donors of the John Day Thompso n Memorial Scholarship SCHOLARSHIP Among other opportunities for a higher education the members of the South Pasadena Methodist Baraca Class have placed before the young men of the Class of 1912 the opportunity to secure one year’s free school- ing at the University of Southern California. This is offered as a reward to the young man who maintains the highest scholarship through his four years’ High School course. The Baraca Class is composed of young men, many of whom are them- selves of High School age and who are striving to uphold certain high ideals of life and service. This Scholarship is but one evidence of their endeavor, and, as a tribute to the memory of John Day Thompson, who, up to the time of his unexpected death, was a member of both the Baraca Class and the 1912 Senior Class, and whose high standard of conduct and manly Christian living were typical of the ideals which the members of the Baraca Class wish to lift and perpetuate among the young men of the community, they have named it the John Day Thompson Memorial Scholarship. This seems particularly fitting inasmuch as he was one of the earnest promoters of the scholarship idea before his death and before a name had been suggested. It is the present intention of the class to offer this scholarship annual- ly and all are sincere in their desire that each one shall fall into the hands of one to whom it shall mean much. Ags “1938 ee ee BALIN GARA WILLIAMS, ’12 OI HIS YEAR South Pasadena withdrew from the Dehating and Ora- i i j j wo ra |, torical Association, and, upon invitation, joined the Debating and Oratorical League of Southern California. This League is composed of some of the largest High Schools, including Hollywood, L. A. High, Pasa- dena, Anaheim, Whittier and Covina. Barrett Kiesling is the First Vice- President of the Executive Committee, and Miss Madeline Young, Debating Teacher, is on the Advisory Board. The year of 1911-1912 seems to have been the lucky year for us. More enthusiasm has been shown and more victories have crowned the efforts of our debaters. In fact, at the end of the regular debating season, South Pasadena had the greatest number of points, and will have a chance for the Championship. This Championship debate will take place the twenty- fourth of May, at L. A. High School, between Hollywood aud South Pasa- dena. It will be too late to be written up for the Annual, but we have great confidence in our debaters, Helen Royce and Warde Fowler, and feel sure that we shall carry away the victory. THE DEBATING CLASSES MARY LOIS BAKER, ’14 Though small and somewhat of an experiment, this vear’s debating classes have surely been a success. The two classes were organized and taught by Miss Young, and most of the debaters of whom we are so proud are the product of these classes. Much interest and enthvsiasm has been shown by the members, and their superior knowledge of recent public ques- tions has excited the envy of those who are so unfortunate as not to be participants in the friendly “quarrels” and fun. I say fun, for that it is indeed. Many mistakes, some serious, but more humorous, are made by the students, and often most of the too short period is taken up—no doubt purposely on the part of the debaters— in useless differences of opinion which often grow into heated discussions; such became the nature of the debate on Equal Suffrage. Even now, when that question is mentioned, debaters, fearing a repetition of some class scene, wisely change the subject. Other topics, such as Direct Primaries, Free Text-Books, and the Initiative, also divided the classes. Though the real benefit of the discussion was not always apparent at the time, many convincing arguments were presented and proved the development of the reasoning powers. Flowery gushes of oratory—the original idea of debating—were at- tempted now and then through the year, but, when necessity demanded, the budding orators were found to be able to make quite creditable extem- poraneous efforts. One of the tri-monthly examinations vas an extem- poraneous debate. No doubt all the members of those classes have profited by the year’s work, in that they are able to express themselves clearly, have attained quite an extensive knowledge of public questions and have achieved what is doubtless the most important feature—that of the faculty of speaking in public clearly, to the point, and without embarrassment. S. P. H. S. vs. Occidental MARJORIE GILLIES, ’13 A good crowd of our supporters attended the debate with Occidental Academy held Dec. 8, 1911. The question for debate was, “Resolved, That the Direct Election of Senators Is a Wise Measure.”’ The debate was sched- uled at Occidental and when we arrived we were surprised to find such a small number of their rooters there. However, we enthusiastically gave songs and yells for our debaters, Warde Fowler and Robert Freeman. Oc- cidental’s laurels were upheld by Samuel Pritchard and Robert Shinn. When the judges’ decision was announced, we were very much sur- prised to find it South Pasadena, 200 2-3; Occidental, 184. Hurrah! We had carried off both first and second places. Surprised at winning, did I say? Oh, no, we had hoped and expected to win, but were startled by such an overwhelming victory. Our debaters certainly upheld the honors of the good old school and we felt very proud of them. South Pasadena vs. Hollywood RUTH BE. LIST, ’14 About two hundred enthusiastic Sou th Pasadena “rooters” turned out to hear our second interscholastic debate of the year, which was held with Hollywood Union High School at South Pasadena on the evening of the second day of February. The Hollywood debaters were, also, well supported by one hundred representatives from their own school, who sang and cheered as if they had just been released from chained captivity. South Pasadna was not far behind in her replies and soon it was seen that both schools were prepared for a hard contest. Leonard White and Harry Fleisher represented Hollywood; Helen List and Barrett Kiesling very ably spoke for our school. The question under discussion for the evening was, “Resolved, That a System of Free Text- Books in Public Schools Is a Very Wise Policy.’”’ Hollywocd presented the affirmative while South Pasadena upheld the negative. Tht speakers gave splendid arguments, discussing the question from every point of view. They showed that careful thought and much time had been spent in prep- aration. The three judges who gave the decision reported as follows: One judge gave Hollywood the victory by nine points; one judge gave South Pasadena the decision by seven points, and one gave an eyual number of points to each school, making the final decision 189 to 187 in favor of Holly- wood, but since two judges did not give the decision to either school the Debating League called this a tie. GARA WILLIAMS, 12: S. P. H. S. vs. Anaheim “The night was cold, and dark, and dreary, And the rain was never weary.” Nevertheless, there were at least fifty loyal students, teachers and friends who braved the rain, and came to the High School Auditorium Friday night, the twenty-ninth of March, to listen to the debate between S. P. H. S. and Anaheim. The question for debate was, “Resolved, That the Recall of the Judi-. ciary Is a Wise Measure.”” Helen Royce and Warde Fowler upheld the affirmative; Ashley Chamberlain and Howard Cross represented Anaheim and spoke in favor of the negative. Helen Royce debated from the philosophical point of view, while Warde Fowler put forth the practical side. While the judges were making the decision, both schools vied with each other in yells and songs. The final decision of the judges was Nega- tive, 186; Affirmative, 203 2-3, giving the victory to South Pasadena. DEBATERS Barrett Kiesling Robert Freeman Helen List Warde Fowler Helen Royce never before been attempted. Accordingly it seems appropriate to outline to some degree some new features in the musical equip- ment of the school. This year a separate room has been assigned for musical purposes. In this room stands a new acquisition, a Pianola. This is used for studying interpretation of music and the style of various composers. It is antici- |LTHOUGH the Glee Clubs have received mention in the Annuals of A the past, yet an entire department devoted exclusively to music has pated that by next year a Victrola may be ranged alongside the Pianola. With this machine it will be possible to study the records of such artists as Tetrazinni, Caruso, Placon, Eames, Farrar and Shumann Heink, and thus increase the interest in vocal study. Without music, the daily routine of the school’s program would be exceedingly dull. “Music hath charms’”—to sooth the idle brain. Also it will sooth the over-crammed and over-studious student. And so for these reasons, a musical department has been initiated into this Annual as a precedent for future Annuals. If, in the following articles, the reader finds material worthy of adverse criticism, kindly pardon its edi- tor when he explains that this department is almost too young to talk. GLEE CLUBS At the beginning of the year about twelve members were enrolled in the Boys’ Glee Club. Out of this was selected a double quartet, which did excellent work. The Boys’ Glee Club combined with the Girls’ Glee Club for the Cantata, “Ruth.” This co-operation tended to make the Cantata the success that it proved to be. The Girls’ Glee Club this year has a larger enrollment than ever before. Their success has been in proportion to this growth. They have added to the student body programs several very entertaining numbers, and its part in the Cantata was mentioned above. THE MUSIC CLASSES Miss Harriet Vail, director of vocal music in the High School, has or- ganized a new department of study in the High School. This class devotes two periods each week to the theory and history of music. They study both composers and compositions in chronological order, thus observing the evolution of music from a simple style to that of the complicated classical compositions of more recent composers. THE HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA This year brings a new advent in the musical departments of the High School. It is our High School Orchestra. The organization of such a body is exceedingly difficult when material is both inexperienced and scarce. Yet with both of these difficulties to contend with, Mrs. Norine C. Merritt, Director of the Orchestra, has contrived to assemble the original conglom- eration of squeaks and groans into a harmonious whole. The Orchestra has appeared publicly several times and on each occa- sion has met with a hearty reception which was well merited. The future High School Orchestras cannot help but prove successful with such a foundation as this year’s Orchestra offers them. There is no doubt that the Orchestra will soon be the most greatly enjoyed Musical De- partment of the school. ORCHESTRA SENIOR-JUNIOR PICNIC June 10, 1911 of 1911. At about two o’clock in the afternoon, three automobiles were seen busily engaged in carrying the merry groups of Seniors to one pretty residence on Avenue Fifty-Three, which was no other than Miss Wishard’s. After a few minutes’ repose, the party, which of course included all Seniors, members of the Faculty and Juniors, led by Miss Wishard, started on its day’s mysterious course. After a little walk along a sort of mountain trail through the park-like bed of the waterless river, we arrived at a place—a pretty little secluded spot in the Arroyo Seco near Sycamore Grove. This place was found to be the ground for a fie ld meet between two great universities, Jeff and Mutt, into which the party was now divided. The meet was of a most comical nature and certainly proved a great success. But during all the time that the events were going on, there seemed to be, on the Seniors’ minds, some mixture of curiosity and anxiety, for they could see not even a suggestion of anything that seemed to possess any odor of the kitchen. When the field judges declared the most exciting meet a tie, it was almost sunset; by this time the anxious Seniors began to wonder and most surely they were recalling how they entertained their Seniors the year before. They were a little relieved, however, when they were told to follow the Juniors who turned their steps towards Sycamore Grove Park. There the “hungry and tired” party was led here and there among the sycamores without any definite direction until a most tempting sight met their gaze. It was a great surprise to everyone when they found three large tables, in one corner of the Park, beautifully set to welcome the party. Now the Seniors were smiling and all decided it was a “grand treat.”” This was not all that was coming, however, for after the refreshments they were taken to a star-roofed, open-air theatre, which was in another corner of the Park. There we found a great comedy production staged by the Juniors in a most We 10th was the day selected by the Juniors to entertain the Seniors clever manner. The play was a comical representation of the Class of 1911 and all enjoyed it, proof of which fact was manifested by the thundering yells of the Seniors and the replies by the Juniors. When we started for home we found it to be nearly eleven o’clock. 0—O ETHEL WALKER, ’13 “THE SOPHOMORE” The Senior play, “The Sophomore,” a three-act comedy of college life, was given June 17, 1911, before a large and appreciative audience, and the interest which was shown from the time the curtains were first drawn back, to the end of the play, proves that it was a great success. The plot is laid at Lakeville University, during the football season. Here excitement prevails as to the possible result of the coming football game with the rival University. Robert Stewart, Sophomore, the star full-back on the team, is informed by Professor Alden, M. A., B. B., that unless he passes a grade of 70 in the coming physics examination, he will not be allowed to play in the game. All interest centers about him in his predicament, as he does not expect to pass in this examination. In the end, however, he finds that he was successful, due in a great measure to the helpful advice of Miss Alden, the professor’s daughter. With but five minutes left to play, he goes into the game, and wins the day for Lakeville. During the second act, a rehearsal of “The Burglar,” a short play, is given by five of Hope Alden’s friends. The parts were well acted by Marie Axtman, Helen Freedle, Cora Vail, Mabel Everett and Margaret Brickels. Mr. C. Palmer Ritchie made an admirable college Sophomore, and his part was well interpreted, while Mr. Harold Huntington, as the professor of physics, created much laughter by his true-to-life impersonation. Miss Helen Mason played the part of Hope Alden, the professor’s daughter, to perfection. Mr. Claude Hunter as “Bud” Kennedy, captain of the football team, and Clark Swan, as the stuttering Sophomore and manager of the team, were enthusiastically received by the audience—indeed, every part was excellently interpreted and carried out. Great credit should be given to Miss Estelle A. Leach, teacher of English, who managed the play. OM. —— LOUISE DODGE, 13 FIRST PARTY OF 1911 The first interclass party was given by the Seniors and Freshmen with the Juniors and Sophomores as guests. It was designed for the purpose of becoming better acquainted and to relieve the least bit of formality that is so likely to prevail among the strange and unacquainted students, everyone was told to come in mask and costume. Some of the costumes were very clever indeed. The room was decorated with streamers of green and gold crepe paper, which were gracefully festooned in a dome shape from middle of the ceil- ing to the four corners of the room. The stage was banked with flowers and ferns, from the midst of which funny yellow jack-o-lanterns peeped out and seemed to wink at one. In the corner of the room one could get a piece of paper from a caldron, presided over by a witch, on which was written the true character and exact fate of the individual. If the truth of this was doubted, a true fortune teller was out in the hall and would verify it by a reading of the palm. The students grouped themselves, according to the color of little flags pinned on them upon entering the room, under large flags stretched across one side of the room. These flags represented various colleges and some time was spent in each group seeking to formulate the best yell for its college. Representatives were chosen to compete in various events, such as the “Pie-Eating Contest,” ‘““Hobble Race” and similar events. Then all gathered in the front of the room while a program was given on the assembly stage. Three girls sang a song entitled “Three Old Maids of Lee.”’ The girls had two front views, being dressed the same in back as in front. The pigtail chorus was very amusing. Several pigtails were seen hanging over a screen. A boy, dressed as a clown, seemed much astonished at the peculiar and various tones given forth as each pigtail was pulled. One of the boys gave a skeleton dance, which was very clever. A shadow farce, “The Spectre Pig,” was then given and caused much laughter. This concluded the program, and refreshments, consisting of ice cream and cake, were served. ——_—_0o— 0 MARGARET REYNOLDS, ’15 PRESENTATION OF “RUTH” The High School Chorus, with the assistance of a few outsiders, gave a very successful production of the Cantata, “Ruth,” on the evening of March 30th. As this musical performance was a decided departure from the light and comic operas given in past years at this school, it was very doubtful as to whether it would gain popularity to as great an extent as all musical performances have done heretofore. Hower, owing to Miss Vail’s enthusiastic and energetic labors, a splendid chorus of about fifty voices, very good and rich in quality, was obtained from the school. This chorus prompted a considerable amount of commendation from several persons whose good opinion is very valuable. In addition to the chorus were three professional soloists who took the parts of the three leading characters. Miss Zoa McClure, a sweet soprano soloist, took the part of Ruth, the main character. Mrs. Richard Ward, a well-known local soloist, sang the contralto numbers of Naomi. Mr. Irving Andrews, with a rich baritone voice, took the part of Boaz. The pretty stage setting deserves creditable mention. The combina- tion of lilies and ferns, together with the girls all dressed in white, made a very charming effect. The proceeds of this entertainment are to be used for a Victor Victrola, which will be of great benefit to the music classes. MARGARET REYNOLDS, ’15 WHAT? WHERE? WHEN? It seems queer that these three insignificant little words could hold a roomful of students in breathless suspense for three whole weeks. How- ver, it is true that they did have that very effect on the members of the Senior and Sophomore Classes of the South Pasadena High School. When it was finally decided to relieve our suspense to some extent, we were told that a reception was to be given by the Juniors and Sopho- mores to the Seniors and Freshmen at the High School on the evening of March 15, 1912. With a feeling of excited anticipation we entered the assembly room on that evening and were given programs of the entertainment. The program was cleverly contrived and the performers were an honor to their class-mates. PROGRAM “Frat March” High School Orchestra “Mrs. Oakley’s Telephone’—Farce, Two Acts......-...+-.+--+--- Italian Folk Dance—“The Tarentella” Latest in Magic Fixit Orchestra (a) “Sympathy for B Minors” (Qo). CHM IV=w Pde deuuhualcidc -t an ain oomioy COO enon eons 60.0000 Uae mci (c) “Solo for the Beatit in Flat O” REL hosoe ee cai a peice nk eames auletrebe vac aye ow Tene aa Dy aa s cme ECaa , ear) Bice nd Wo egy: tal «Pane a ea Beatit S. L. Renbhausen ET VGHITNIS TUS re oc, ate erate ices a ea alee aualie gives eran 8 Re Iwas tee 8) a eses aire, at Slime a one a ae RaS French Horn Fraulein Kochonmeister Hans Schactrupp Fraulein Slitloes 7. “March of the Little Pierrots” 8. “A Picked-Up Dinner’—Farce, One Act 9. The Cooks. 10. Hatits. Every number of the program was good and the guests were kept in a continual gale of laughter. The last number, in which all were to par- ticipate, was one of the very best, after which we all pronounced the entertainers very good hosts and hostesses. o—oO CLASS PLAY OF 1912 “The Three Chauffeurs” will be used as a basis for the play of the Class of 1912 to be given June 8th in the Auditorium. The play has been adapted to the needs of this class, music has been added, and more char- acters have been introduced. A rehearsal for the one-act play, “Dianthe’s Desertion” will form the second act. The play is redolent in pretty effects and the characters are well suited to the members of the class. There are just enough complications to make the plot humorous and. entertain- ing throughout the three acts. ‘ As usual the presentation is under the direction of Miss Estelle A. Leach. The scene is laid at the country home of Mrs. Lorry Spencer, who is entertaining a house-party. The cast of characters is as follows: Kitty Kennedy, The Mimicking Girl. . } os ...Carol Caskey Lorry Spencer, The Host... .........-5 . Che Three Chauffeurs + George Allen Marvin Hunter, A Lovely Young Man pis Fred High Mrs. Lorry Spencer, Hostess of House Party Kathryn Clemons Gertrude Castleton, Masquerading As Melindy Pike Marguerite Powell (A Country Bumpkin) Betty Marshall, The Sentimental Girl Laura Royce Lois Drummond, The Girl With a Fad ....Lucile Spencer Jane Armstrong, The Hungry Girl ....Adele Axtman Lucille Beverley, The College Girl Hilda MacDonald Minta Morris, The Primping Girl Eugenia Allen, The Giggling Girl Mary Smith, The Practical Girl ..Gladys Thacker Patience Primrose, The Studious Girl Margaret West Patty Perkins, The Practising Girl ...Helen Pearson Molly Matthew, The Moderate Girl Ruth Johnson Priscilla Mather, The Puritan Maid _..Gara Williams Dolly Duckworth, The Artistic Girl Ola Finch Mrs. Spencer, The Mother-in-Law Lieutenant Beverly Churchill, U. S. A Norah, The Maid of All Work Ruth Venberg Lewis Lewis, The Man of All Work ..Raymond Stone Chauffeur Chorus of 20. Cast of characters for ‘‘Dianthe’s Desertion” is as follows: Mistress Ramsay (Minta) Helen Pierce Dianthe, Her Elder Daughter (Lois) Lucile Spencer Betty, Her Younger Daughter (Eugenia) ...Grace Judkins Mistress Estill, Elderly Maiden Lady and Busy Body (Mary) .Gladys Thacker Dinah, The Old Mammy (Molly) Ruth Johnson The scene is laid at Charleston, 8. C. Time, 1780. CLASS PLAY a x 4 Ay op) 2) CL ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION OFFICERS Harold Stockman, President Gladys Thacker. Vice-President Warde Fowler, Treasurer George Howard, Secretary GEO. HOWARD, 14 There is no branch of athletics which shows the individual training and ability better than Track. There is more enthusiasm and excitement exhibited in track events and a close race is always spectacular. In our High School we have always had good material for a sound Track Team and this year the efforts of cur Coach brought some of it to light. By his conscientious work a squad was developed that made the school many a remarkable showing. The school records were broken in the season of 1911-12 for the fol- lowing events: 220-yd. Hurdles—Lord........... 28.1 seconds 440-yd. Dash—Tuttle seconds 1-Mile Run—Filley in., 54 seconds These records would certainly give credit to any school. Our first meet, with Pasadena, gave us a good start, for, although we were “pitted” against a school supposed to be much our superior in ath- letics, we were not left far behind. An Inter-Class Meet was held but it was rather one-sided and not very interesting. One class seemed to do everything, and the results were as follows: Sophomores..... Gale dios oooocosnonenncconcds 1614 Freshmen De SONIOLS re tetn nieretchetena. © custo ee gee 8 The next meet was with Monrovia and was won by that school by a small margin, and the meet with Whittier was also lost but by a very close margin. In both these meets we were handicapped by the intervention of baseball, which took away a number of very good men. At the County Meet, which was held at Long Beach this year, we had but three men entered and of these Wyche won a second in the Ball Throw, throwing 300 feet, 7 inches. Filley also was on the track for the mile and kept in the race at first or second place until the last half-lap, when, owing to poor condition, he could not sprint to the tape as he usually has done. Altogether the season has been successful and beneficial. TRACK TEAM, 1912 GEO. HOWARD, 14 There is no branch of athletics which shows the individual training and ability better than Track. There is more enthusiasm and excitement exhibited in track events and a close race is always spectacular. In our High School we have always had good material for a sound Track Team and this year the efforts of our Coach brought some of it to light. By his conscientious work a squad was developed that made the school many a remarkable showing. The school records were broken in the season of 1911-12 for the fol- lowing events: 220-yd. Hurdles—Lord........... 28.1 seconds 440-yd. Dash—Tuttle 55 seconds 1-Mile Run—Filley 4 min., 54 seconds These records would certainly give credit to any school. Our first meet, with Pasadena, gave us a good start, for, although we were “pitted” against a school supposed to be much our superior in ath- letics, we were not left far behind. An Inter-Class Meet was held but it was rather one-sided and not very interesting. One class seemed to do everything, and the results were as follows: Sophomores..... tks, ANTONE, Joos be one toss Som noe 161% Freshmen Dil SOniOrse wes uetre ice hoes Cheat ost - 8 The next meet was with Monrovia and was won by that school by a small margin, and the meet with Whittier was also lost but by a very close margin. In both these meets we were handicapped by the intervention of baseball, which took away a number of very good men. At the County Meet, which was held at Long Beach this year, we had but three men entered and of these Wyche won a second in the Ball Throw, throwing 300 feet, 7 inches. Filley also was on the track for the mile and kept in the race at first or second place until the last half-lap, when, owing to poor condition, he could not sprint to the tape as he usually has done. Altogether the season has been successful and beneficial. TRACK TEAM, 1912 MORRELL REYNOLDS, ‘13 Our Basket-Ball Team has had a very successful season. Indeed, we are safe in saying that this year’s team was by long odds the best that ever represented this school. This is due, in a large measure, to the able and untiring efforts of Mr. Grable, who spent many afternoons of hard work with the boys, training them in the various points of the game. He taught them, above all, the primary value of team work as compared to individual playing. ‘Heck’? Stockman made an ideal captain, his generalship, his steady playing, and his constant “go-get-’em” spirit bringing out of each player the best in him. While the team did not always win, it was victorious in a large major- ity of its games. When it won, the score was decisive, and when it lost, the game was fast and the score was close. ' Long Beach gave the boys the only decisive beating they received. This was due largely to the poor condition of the team at that time; however, we have to hand it to Long Beach, for they have a very fast team. The big excitements of the season were on our home grounds, in the games against Glendale and Santa Monica. Both were fast, hard games from start to finish, and in both the score was a tie at the end of the regula- tion forty minutes. In both, also, our opponents were fortunate enough to throw the deciding goals when the ties were played off. But they were good games, anyway. Our boys scored a total of 395 points for the season, against a total of 302 points for their opponents, which shows that they were successful in piling up scores. The team was composed of the following men: Wyche and Gutman, forwards; Cope, center; Brown and Stockman, guards. Vanden Braak, Boekenoogen and Reynolds were reliable substitutes who could be called into the fray at any moment. All these men won their letters, and they will all be back next year, so the future outlook is indeed bright. WVGL TIVALAMSVA SAOA WALTER LORD, ’13 This is the fourth year we have participated in Tennis and entered into any inter-scholastic contests. This year may well be considered our most successful, as we lost but one tournament out of the four played. After numerous t ry-outs the team was selected as follows: Walter Lord, Captain; Roy Pearson, first man; Robert Freeman, second; Melvin Donaldson, third; Frank Roe, fourth, and Warde Fowler, sub. The Girls’ team was made up of Helen Jarrett, Violet Lacy, Leone Jacobson and Alice Shorten. Our first tournament was with the Los Angeles Military Academy, and we started out well by winning every match from them. We next jour- neyed to the Harvard courts and were there handed the zero end of a 19-0 score. Our game with Occidental was probably the most hotly contested of the season. But we managed to humble them by a 24-18 score, thanks to the timely assistance of the girls. Our last tournament was with Whit- tier, whom we defeated easily. Four of our racket wielders were entered in the county tournament at Pasadena, and gave an exceedingly good account of themselves. EVA eee 1 Occidentalees ee: 1% Whittier Opponents. ..=.4.. AE = x ca) isa io = Z Z is) al HELEN PEARSON, ‘12 This being the fizst year in which the girls had entered the County 3asket-Ball League, much more interest was taken in their games than has been displayed during the last three years. Before the League season opened, there were two practice games played, one with Huntington Beach and the other with Orange High School. Although neither resulted in a victory for our High School, they showed the mettle of the girls and gave them good experience which could be used in the more important games. The first League game, played with El Monte, brought us victory by a score of 14 to 4 in our favor, although the game was away from home. The team went to Covina the next Saturday and was defeated by that team 1P2 10) UZ Two games, one with Claremont and the other with San Fernando, were forfeited by those schools, thus giving them to our credit. The remaining games were as follows: BWW An Goh ono ee CiGhUSS toe ee 26 Ste Eee Shee 20 Though the victories for the South Pasadena girls were few, a great deal of credit must be given to them and to their Coach for their work against teams usually picked from larger schools and from girls of more experience in Basket-Ball. The team was made up as follows: Ruth Rogers (Capt.), Hilda Wyche Guards Lois Osborne, Marie Lane Centers Ethel Walker, Rosalie Davis......... Forwards Martha Soehengen Substitute Miss Foglesong GIRLS’ BASKETBALL TEAM LYNN TUTTLE, ’14 The Baseball this year in many ways was a great success. A large number of boys obtained some good athletic training. Then we have the satisfaction of knowing the team has the reputation of playing clean games. Our victories always left the defeated ones in a good friendly humor and our defeats were taken in good spirit. Baseball was played for the true love of the sport and not for the desire to overcome our opponents. The team played in the city section of the County League but did not win the pennant. This could be attributed to several disadvantages under which it worked the entire year. The players were largely under-class men who were new at the game and most of the season was spent in getting them placed in the positions for which they were best suited. However, when the team was at last balanced and the older players stopped “‘knock- ing”’ the younger ones, some games were won. A game was played against a team from Occidental College and the college pitchers were literally knocked out of the box, and our men came home with the large part of the score. Old rivals at the Potts’ Business College were let down in two hard- fought games. One of these was played at home and the other at Carmelita Playground in Pasadena. The school on Avenue 21 in East Los Angeles sent a championship team over here, expecting to have an easy victory, but they were defeated by a score of 10-2. In the game with U. 8. C. Academy our line-up was perfect and the first ball pitched Reynolds pushed out into the field and made three bases on it. The Academy team retired the losers from this close game. A game with Long Beach and one with Whittier will probably finish the season. While we are sure that we will win these games, for courtesy’s sake we will be quite modest and say that they will have to play to win from us. BASEBALL TEAM, 1912 Wearers of S. J. G. S. Monograms Baseball Welfred Seay, ’09 Harry Moore, ’09 Will Morrill Homer Wride, ’10 Walter Cooley Carleton Gilbert, ’09 Claude Hunter, ’11 Harry Hover Jesse Richardson George Coots, ’09 Chester Horton Seymour Bisbee Cha r’ie Coots, ’12 John Coots, ’09 Ralph Wilcox, ’10 Sidney Foster Edwin Lawyer, ’10 Harold Stockman, ’13 Carlton P. Ritchie, ’11 Melvin Donaldson, ’14 Charles Thornburg, 713 Edward Wyche, ’14 Clare Cope, 713 Karl Boekenoogen, ‘13 Robert Gutman, ’14 Morrell Reynolds, ’13 Glen Al'en, ’15 Walter Lord, 13 Lynn Tur, e, 714 Hugh Waddell, ’15 Kieran Mullins, ‘15 Ruth Rogers, ’13 Rosalie Davis, °15 Marie Lane, ’15 Lois Osborn, ’14 Mattie Soehngen, ‘14 Hilda Wyche, ’15 Sidney Foster Herbert Stokes Harry Hover Claude Hunter, ’11 Charles Beebe Harold Barden, ’10 Claude Hunter, ’11 Camden Knight, 14 Walter Lord, 13 Harold Huntington, ’11 Louise Mason, ’11 Ruth Johnson, 12 Dwight Baker, 10 Palmer Ritchie, ’11 Boys’ Basketball Ira Thomas, 09 Harvey Tadlock George Bragonier Claude Hunter, ’11 Palmer Ritchie, 711 Harold Stockman, ’13 Chester Horton Sidney Foster Weltred Seay, ’09 Edwin Lawyer, ’10 John Jones, ’11 Clare Cope, ’13 Edward Wyche, '14 Arthur Brown, ’13 Gail Vanden Braak, ’15 Robert Gutman, ’14 Morrell Reynolds, ’13 Jarl Boekenoogen, 13 Wearers of “S.”’ Sweater Claude Hunter, ’11 Palmer Ritchie, ’11 Harold Stockman, '13 Harry Hover, ’12 Clare Cope, ’13 Edward Wyche, '14 Morrell Reynolds, ’13 Walter Lord, ’13 Rob Gutman, '14 Girls’ Basketball Kthel Walker, 713 Henrietta Castleman, ‘vf Mary Gillie, ’08 Hazel Gleason Helen Freedle, ’11 Marguerite Bowen Agnes Peet Genevera Peet Bessie Farrell, ’08 Stella Freeman Mabel Everett, 11 Reine Rogers, ’10 Track Louis Filley, ’14 C’arendon Foster, 712 Lynn Tuttle, ’14 Charles Thornburgh, ” 5 Fred High, 712 Wallace Weldon, 715 Walter Lord, ’13 Edward Wyche, ’14 Morrell Reynolds, '13 Tennis Harry Hover, ’12 Melvin Donaldson, ’14 Roy Pearson, ’14 Frank Roe, ’14 Robert Freeman, '12 Violet Lacy, 14 Leone Jacobson, ’14 Helen Jarrett, 14 Warde Fowler, 12 Alice Shorten, ’14 Wearers of “S.’’ Debating Pin Barrett Kiesling, ’13 Robt. Freeman, 712 George Bragonier, 12 Warde Fowler, ’13 Helen List, ’14 He'en Royce, ‘12 Baby Sketches : HE TOPS of the maple trees were gently sighing in the lake breezes. Everything was green, verdantly, glowingly green, and the coarse, lush grass-blades of the humid summer stood defiantly, arrogantly upright, only bending when a heavy butterfly glanced upon their points or an affec- tionate little angle worm cuddled especially close about their whitened bases. Over in the marsh across the dust-whitened road the purple irises, the blue flags of the natives, waved exultant banners to the rivalling azure of the low-vaulted arch above. All along the winding road, bordering the woods and meadows, fat and yellow wasps and jolly, yellow black-eyed Susans sported merrily in the golden sunlight and bade the sleepy mosquitoes, which lurked about in covert, depart and dwell with the drowsy fire-flies until evening should come to make opportune their advent into the world that it was their delight ‘to torture. Down the quiet road came two little figures, the one in denim overalls, the other attired in checked gingham. The former bore a large wire bird cage while the latter brandished triumphantly in air a small and muddy shovel. The wood was their destination, and, finding a delightfully soft and “squasy”’ spot, they sat down and set to work. The plump green frogs were lively and the angle worms were sly, but, when the little crusaders left the forest shade, the big wire cage was full, and two doubtful handker- chiefs bulged and wiggled in the clutch of their remorseless captor. The live things all echoed the refrain of two gleeful little hearts, ““Woe to the fishes that dwell in the depths of the deep blue sea.”’ O—0 HELEN ROYCE, ’12 LOUISE DODGE, ’13 E IS little and plump—in fact, the most adorable baby imaginable, with his big black eyes always sparkling and squinting with fun. The little mouth with its upturned corners seems one of those destined by God for the joys and not the sorrows of life. Whenever there is the least occa- sion the lips part in a gurgling laugh, and, between them, one may see the whitest of baby teeth; while, at the same time, two big dimples peep out at the corners, giving him more of an elfin appearance than ever. The nose is the typical nose of a baby, a nose with very little shape, little and flat, with a dear little upturned tip. Above the forehead is a tangle of hair —rebellious hair that will not stay brushed and makes one want to reach out and stroke it. The little plump body is encased in rompers, blue and white checked ones, made to stand all sorts of wear and tear. Protruding beneath these rompers are legs, round and sturdy—just the sort a baby should have— legs made to run and jump, the kind that seem tireless—legs untrammelled save by a small sock and sandal. He is just a bundle of baby mischief—a tiny bit of a thing—but precious beyond words. (See baby pictures on pages following Calendar) Che Calendar . PEARSON, 712 Sept. 11—School opened. Everything here as usual, except Clare Cope’s hair. Sept. 12—Rubber carpets for chemistry laboratory introduced. Oct. 20—Meeting of Senior and Fresh- man Classes. Hallowe’en masquerade planned. First practice Basket-Ball game: Oc- cidental Freshman, 16; S. P. H.S., 43. Oct. 25—Address, “The Conservation of Man,” Rev. H. C. Waddell. Oct. 27—Return game with Occidental: (Oye, RS 1s TE RS PAR, ‘ Oct. 30—Numerous loud checkered hats appear. Oct. 31—Hallowe’en: Senior Class num- erals put on the hill. Nov. 1—Address by Rev. G. W. Great- house. F. HIGH, 12 Nov. 3—Vacation: Visiting day. Great rejoicing. Masquerade party. Nov. 5—Lecture, “John Ruskin,” Rev. A. R. Tillinghast. Nov. 6—Warm showers installed—Re- joicing! Nov. 11—First Girls’ Basket-Ball game: Huntington Beach H. S., 18; S. P. H.- Seas Noy. 14—Preliminary debate: “Resolved, That Senators Should Be Elected By Direct Vote of the People.” 1st place, Warde Fowler; 2nd place, Robert Free- man. Nov. 15—Mr. Ray Petty of L. A. Y. M. C. A. talked to Student Body. Nov. 20—Election in Student Body: Song Leader, Helen List; Yell Leader, Mor- rel Reynolds. Nov. 21—Prof. Bentley of Stanford visits Physics, Senior English and other classes. ov. 22—Lecture of Rev. G. C. King. “Resolved, That Physics’ Class Be Late to Second Period Assembly.” Nov. 28—Farewell address from Rev. Frederick Henstridge. Nov. 28-Dec. 4—Thanksgiving vacation. Joy. Nov. 28—Boys’ Basket-Ball game: Hunt- incton Park, 27; S. P.H.s.,. 44. Dec. 2—Girls’ Basket-Ball: Orange H. S.ave, §: Poo. bhe Orange i. 7S: carried away the victory. Dec. 4—Return from vacation. Display of red bandanas in U. S. History. One of ouR WxG 1) AY Yic tims Dec. 5—Physics’ Class arrives in study hall before the first bell. Miss Leach pleasantly (?) surprised. Dec. 8—Debate with Occidental Acad- emy.: O.A., 180; S. P. H. S., 200 2-3. Dec. 9—Wadsworth came to school with his hair combed today. Dec. 13-15—First tri-monthly exams.— Misery. Dec. 15—School closed for Christmas hol- idays. Jan. 2, 1912—School re-opened. Jan. 3—Such an interesting book-agent! Jan. 10—Address, “Ideals,” Rev. I. C. Meserve. Jan. 12—Senior Class Meeting. Athletic Association Tag Day. Jan. 13—A. A. Tag Day continued. Boys’ B. B. Game: Santa Monica, 30; S. P. Ecos 29: 6 Jan. 15—Smallpox scare. Jan. 19 — Senior Class organization. Frenzied politics. Jan. 20—Girls’ B. B., League game: El Monte,-4; S. P. H. S., 14. Jan. 24—Address, Father Cotter of South Pasadena Catholic Church. Jan. 26—Senior Class meeting—All is peace. Junior class organization. Alice Penny powders her nose while Mr. Grable waits to dismiss the As- sembly. 27—Girls’ B. B. game: DIPS Eer Seles Boys’ B. B. game: Pasadena, 4; PHS: os: Jan. 27—Death of our Student Body Pres- ident, John D. Thompson. Jan. 31—Address by Rev. Harry Thomp- son of the Church of the Ange’s. Feb. 1—The advent of jeily-beans. Feb. 2—First “Copa de Oro” staff meet- ing. Debate with Hollywood High School: Hollywood, 199; S. P. H. S., 187. Offi- cially declared a tie. Feb. 3—Boys. B. B.: Monrovia, 14; S. P. H. SS: 43: “ First practice Track Meet: Pasadena vs. S. P. H. S. Victory won by Pasa- dena. Feb. 7—Seniors have a poor English reci- tation. Something before unheard of. Feb. 9—Very true imitation of Faculty given at Assembly period. Feb. 10—Inter-Class Track Meet: Won by Sophomores. Tennis Match: L. A. Military A. and S. P. H. S. Victory won by home team. Feb. 10—Girls’ B. B.: Burbank, 22; S. P. Fess los Feb. 12—Lincoln’s Birthday: No holiday. “The Perfect Tribute,” given by Adele Axtman. —— WS, Feb. 183—Mr. Grablereads to U. S. His- tory Class, “Quite a Flowery Speech.” Feb. 14—Bob Freeman is growing a mus- tache. Feb. 16—Appearance of H. S. Orchestra —Some Orchestra! Feb. 17—Track Meet: Monrovia vs. S. P. H. S. Won by Monrovia. Tennis Match: Occidental A. and S. P. H.S. Won by South Pasadena. Feb. 22—Seniors reach History Class be- fore the tardy-bell. Mr. Grable sur- prised. Feb. 23—Ray Stone has had his hair cut. Senior Class Meeting. Feb. 24—Who put the ’15 on the Tennis Court? Feb. 28—Address, Mr. Jaeger of River- side. Feb. 29—The boys get their socks mixed up. Mystery signs appear: The Junior and Sophomore Classes must be get- ting busy. Mar. 1—More mystery signs. Advent of all-day suckers. Mar. 4—It rains—real rain! “The Seniors and Freshmen will be entertained by the Juniors and Soph- omores, Friday evening, March 15, 1912.” Mar. 5—Mr. Thompson didn’t get much of a recitation from the Physics’ Class Tenuate this morning. Pictures and pins were of more interest than magnetism. George Allen wears nis new straw hat in the rain. (Isn’t it rather early, George?) Miss Wishard is ill. Mar. 6—Address by Miss Edith Clarke of India. Mar. 8—Base-Ba!l practice game: P. H. S60 Sa Peeeees ss dk Mar. 11—Marbles are only for little boys —not for Juniors. Mar. 12—Rain! Fremont flooded, so peo- ple have to cross through milk-wagon. Mar. 13—Address by Mr. Frank Pixley, famous through “Prince of Pilsen,” “King Dodo,” etc. Mar. 14—George Allen changes seat in U. S. History by request. Mar. 15—Senior Class Meeting—pins are chosen. Junior-Sophomore affair. George Allen shaves his sideburns. Mar. 16—First League Base-Ball game, Ed. Wyche wins 2nd in Ball-throw at County Track Meet. Mar. 19—Helen Royce has charge of American History Class—Much knowl- edge acquired. Mar. 20—Address by Rey. Guy D. Wads- worth, Ex-President of Occidental Col- lege. Mar. 23—Boys’ Base-Ball: Whittier, 10; S2 PDH Soa, Mar. 2£6—Debate with Anaheim: Ana- heim, 185; S. P. H. S., 203 2-3. S. P. H. S. will debate for champion- ship with Hollywood, May 24th. Mar. 30—Cantata, “Ruth,” given by High School Glee Club. Mar. 30-Apr. 8—Spring vacation. ¥ hy LZ, =. WV Sper ar [F- W Fovatenes E Apr. 12—Helen Royce and Warde Fowler chosen to represent S. P. H. S. in cham- pionship debate. Apr. 15—Miss Leach out on account of illness. She has been talking too much. Apr. 17—Mrs. Dobinson of Egan Dra- matic School speaks at Assembly Pe- riod. Junior Class Meeting. The Seniors want to know for what their “Spe- cial Committee” is. Apr. 18—The .English substitute smiles. The Athletic teams go to get their pictures taken. Apr. 19—The program at Assembly Pe- riod is given by the first year German Class. Apr. 22—Girls’ Base-Ball Team organized in Gym. Mr. Bowman “comes down” to take the teams’ pictures. Apr. 27—Boys’ Base-Ball: Glendale vs. S. P. H. S. Won by Glendale. Apr. 29—Junior hats appear. Apr. 30—Some Junior hats disappear. Class numerals exhibited on boys’ backs. Exit from Assembly, May 1—Roy Pearson comes into the Base-Ball lime-light. Mr. Root speaks on “Peace.” (Heard by Juniors afterward: “Peace, Peace, all we Juniors want is Peace. If you don’t believe it, come to our office and we'll prove it.’’) May 3—Boys’ Base-Ball: U.S. C. Preps., 6; S. P. H. S., 8. (Of course it wasn’t a League game.) May 6—Celebration of Robert Browning’s centennial. Speakers: George Whar- ton James, Miss Eleanor Miller. May 8—Address by Dr. Whiting. Lucile Spencer is eliminated from U. S. History Class. May 14—Invitations from Occidental to Junior and Senior Classes to attend “The Sawdust Hero.” May 16—TInvitations for Junior-Senior Party. Expectations high. May 24—Championship debate with Ho’- lywood. May 25—‘The Sawdust Hero,” the Occ:- dental play, is given for Senior and Junior Classes of Pasadena, South Pasadena and Los Angeles. June 1—Junior-Senior Party. June 8—Senior Class Play. June 16—Baccalaureate Sermon. June 19—Class Night and Reception. June 20—Commencement of the Ulass 1912. M. West L. Spencer R. Johnson W. Elsey M. Powell == = R. Venberg G. Judkins H. Royce N. Ratcliff J. Fleming A. Wadsworth G. Thacker L. Whiting G. Williams H. Pierce C. Coots —_ H. McDonald R. Freeman O. Finch H. Pearson F. High = L. Royce A. Axtman Mi SS = — . NY ND ===. oS a Seraps of Wit and Wisdom From the Crazy Patch-Work of Reflection Jokes in other books remind us We may have some stale ones, too; But if you all do not contribute, What can the editor do? Chemistry Daffodils If butter is fat is Acetylene? If wood is lumber is Sulphur? If the city got a horse would Alco- hol? Because it won’t move when you touch it, is Platinum ? If Thompson got a car would Fluo- ride? If the baby cries is Bromine? If you exclaim with your first glance “Ge e, this department’s rotten.” We'll know you’re badly stung herein, Or else you’ve been forgotten. ARTHUR VENBERG If the Students’ League went to Levy’s would Iodine? If light is not heat is Electricity ? If the Ossifer gets wise does Sul- phide? If the watch stopped would Muri- atic? Anthracene, but maybe it didn’t see. Geo. Allen Proudly up the walk he strides, With socks of various hues, And silly little dancing pumps Instead of healthy shoes. The fellows round him gather, His pride soon takes a fall, For, instead of having fancy socks, He has no socks at all. Many students are getting free advertising in this Annual, whether they want it or not. Profitable Hints If your shoes are inclined to squeak, parade the halls during recitation periods. It will increase the teacher’s respect for you. When the bell rings, jump up and run before the teacher dismisses you. Sure cure for her ill feelings. When gathering in Assembly Room, talk and make a good deal of con- fusion. After you have done your best at that, watch the teachers’ frowns turn to happy smiles. Never sing loudly in Music period, try to cultivate a genteel voice. Noveis and Novelettes The Jungle—South Pasadena. Satan Sanderson—Kenneth Kuen- cer. The Lightning Conductor — Mr. Thompson. The Strollers—Penney Ewing. The Port of the Missing Men— Clune’s. The Chaperon—Miss Foglesong. Friday, the Thirteenth—Base-Ball Team. The Little Blonde Lady—Lucile Spencer. Fair Margaret—Margaret West. Anti-Matrimony—Miss Leach. Her Weight in Gold — Lenore Hamm. A Beautiful Sermon—Miss Vance. The Big Fish—Clare Cope. The Bantam—Nobe. How to Save Money—Fred High. My Friend the Chauffeur—Walter Lord. A Fool There Was—George Allen. Freckles—Roy Pearson. Going Some—Gail Vanden Braak. The Seats of the Mighty—Plat- form. Alice-for-Short—Alice Shorten. Two Little Savages—Louise Dodge, Leone Jacobson. The Slim Princess—Helen Reehl. Wanted — A Chaperone — Lucile Spencer. Beyond War—(Where the Seniors Never Were.) Love in a Mask—We wish some of our people would do this. My Vagabondage—Clarenden Fos- ter. Half a Rogue—Newton Cattern. A Man of Ambition—Zoe Whiting. The Crisis—June 29. The City of the Living Dead—Pas- adena. The Mystery—Cafeteria. Maids of Paradise—Girls of the Junior Class. The Iron Woman—Miss Wishard. He Comes Up Smiling—Ray Stone. The Castaway—Cecil Mohr. A Gentleman From Indiana—Mr. Grable. The Turning Point—Graduation. Don’ts for Freshmen Don’t stand too near the teachers, for such a gaudy green is hard on the eyes. Don’t wear loud ties—“Children should be seen and not heard.” Don’t attempt to astonish people with your wisdom—leave that to Seniors. Don’t get too important—it’s hard on the rest of the family. U. S. History Mr. Grable—‘“What were the dates of the beginning and the ending of Washington’s administration, Miss Royce?” Helen Royce—‘“From April 30, 1789, until eight years after.” Query Column Question—‘“ ‘How can J arrange my program so as to spend more time with Hannah ?” Answer—“We are afraid this would be impossible, Roy. There are only seven periods.” Question—“The color of my hair worries others greatly. What can I do to alter this trouble ?”—Walter Lord. Answer—‘‘Use MacDonald Perpetual Patent Purified Paste for Bleach- ing the Hair. Apply to the scalp with a tooth brush just before meals.” Ourselves As Others See Us A Lady’s Gentleman A Typical Dutch Boy AGRIsingeD ram abistayntin sect acta eer aoe on ee Helen Royce Somewhat Romantic Laura Royce Fred High A Man of Financial Importance George Allen A Knocker Clare Cope Mr. Grable An American Beauty Helen Pierce ASDicironiOunenibecoples: sAdtainse. = sone ese ee Marcella Mahan Small, But Important Adele Axtman A Rising Debater Warde Fowler Class Stones Freshmen—Emerald Soph.—Soapstone Junior—Grindstone Seniors—Tombstone An Unkind Wish One of Our Freshies—“Mother’s compliments, Mr. Grable, and she wishes me to stay away from school tomorrow for a funeral.” Mr. Grable—“Oh! Is one of your relatives dead?” Freshie—“Yes, sir, a cousin of mine.”’ Mr. Grable—“Very well, this time you may go, but I had much rather that it had been a much nearer connection of the family.” Josh Editor (frantically hunting for ‘“dope”’—‘“Write me a josh, Helen.”’ Helen—‘‘What shall I write one on?” Josh Editor—“‘Here’s a piece of scrap paper.” Fruit Store Baskets of assorted fruits are our specialty. Our most popular combi- nation, called the S. P. Special, is a combination of the best dates with some of our choicest peaches. Be sure to try this. Tastes like more. We also carry a line of juicy lemons, which are warranted to do the business. No graft. They will be sent on approval if desired. Telephone your order at once. Here we desire to state, because of the many inquiries we have had, that we have no chestnuts. We expect a carload to arrive with the next issue of this Annual. We wish to call your attention to our several kinds of pears. Some are new varieties—just in—and others are the well-known and reliable kinds. There is almost as large a demand for these, as for the dates with peaches. The following are some of our popular varieties of pears: Council-Boone Pearson-Baker Spencer-Jacobson Filley-Dodge Vanden Braak-Judkins Ewing-Penny Humason-Kite Lord-MacDonald “Does Glen Allen have poor lessons often?” Miss Leach—‘“‘No, only when he is at school.” $10 Reward Julian F. (after gym.)—‘‘Whole stole my shoe horn?” PROF.T HOMPSoN. PHoToGk APHS SPHS. TRACK SQUAD. Want Ads WANTED—Purchasers for the greatest song hit of the season, “What I Done for S. P. High,” by Marguerite Powell. Sung for 423 nights with great success at the Plaza Theater. Don’t fail to get a copy. WANTED—Purchasers for the Patented Ruberoid Chewing Gum.—Helen Lacy, Agent and Demonstrator. WANTED—Some one to help me queen all these girls. I tho’t I could man- age alone, but I have become so popular that I am forced to advertise for an assistant.—Ray Stone. WANTED—Agents for Spencer guaranteed hair bleach. Sells on sight. Only blonde people need apply. WANTED—A good novelist to write a novel on S. P. H. S. love affairs. Must be experienced. WANTED—tThree more mirrors for the Girls’ Dressing-Room. Will pay any price if delivery is made at once. J WILLOY Heard in Girls’ Dressing-Room “Do you think she’s pretty? Well, I don’t.”—‘“‘Yes, we went, but I was disappointed.” ‘Who said that—Why, I always have my Algebra!’”—‘‘Yes, you take the whites of two eggs and beat them stiff and’”—‘“I just hate gym. anyway—me for that lecture every time.’”—‘“Who has a pin?”— “Oh, a friend of mine, he has two autos and a motorcycle’—“There’s the first bell, and I’m not half’’—‘“These places are too small’”—‘“‘No, you have to study for those Lectures now. Guess I'll take Gym.”’ Scrub—‘“‘Please, sir, what is a soak?” Senior—‘‘A soak, my son, is one who does not buy a Copa de Ora, but sponges on his neighbors.” Wouldn't it be Funny If Wilson arrived at school on time? If H. Pierce had not her baby stare? If Fred High stopped bluffing ? If Mr. Grable could see our jokes? If Louise Dodge’s hair were some other color? If Ray Stone would stop queening? If Filley-Dodge case were called off? If the Board of Education were to resign? If the Senior Class had $500 in the treasury? If the S. P. High boys didn’t stag it to everything? Now wouldn’t these things be slightly humorous? The correct is now—“Oh! is my hat on crooked?” Seniors, Seniors,—Rah! Rah! Rah! We are the “Kute Kids,” La! La! La! We are strong for S. P. High, But now we leave it. Sigh! Sigh!! Sigh!!! “A tutor who tooted a flute, Tried to teach two tooters to toot. Said the two to the tutor, ‘Ts it harder to toot, Or to tutor two tooters to toot?’ ” A Picture “Boyibus kissibus sweet girlorum; Girlibus likibus, want someorum.”’ (Boy in rear of room snapping fingers). Mr. Grable—‘No finger snap- ping, please. Let’s see the hands without the fingers.” FOR SALE—150 copies of my latest and most popular work, “My Secrets of Beauty.” Going at $3.50.—Genevieve Boone. Pa heard him give the H. S. yell, Full moon— For joy he could not speak; Lovers spoon— He murmered, ‘Mother, listen Wedding soon— To our Willie talking Greek.” Council-Boone. Miss Leach (looking at excuse slip of Laura Royce)—“I can’t read it, it’s upside down.” Laura Royce—“‘Oh, no, it isn’t, that’s the way Mr. Grable writes.” “Silence is golden,” but not when Miss Leach asks a question and you don’t know what to answer. Mr. Edwards (Commercial Geog.)—‘‘What is your topic, Miss Finch?” O. Finch—‘“‘Rubber.”’ She—“What’s the most nervous thing you know of—next to a girl?” He—“‘Give it up.” She—‘“‘A Wadsworth—next to a girl.” Miss Pierce (in History) —‘“He sailed first to Iee—and then to Grease- land.” Ruth Clayton (while on Botany excursion) —‘‘Oh! Miss Bickford, look, here’s a mother frog teaching her little ones to swim.” Geo. Allen (4th Eng).—‘Cowper was a very weak child all his life.” Miss Leach (4th Eng.) —“Miss Caskey, what did Burke say about con- ciliation with the colonies?” C. Caskey—‘“He spoke of three possible propositions, two of which were impossible.” Miss Vance—‘‘Mr. Tritt, give an example of a concrete and 1n abstract noun.” Mr. Tritt—‘“‘Love is abstract, and cement is concrete.” Geo. Allen—‘‘Samuel Johnson was a very kind man. Often he would see a beggar asleep on the street and slip his last cent into his hand when the beggar wasn’t looking.” Our handsome lady, Josh Editor, has purchased one of my “Beauty” books and still lives in hope of showing us beneficial results in the near future.—Julian Fleming. Mr. Grable to N. Cattern—‘“Is that a dime novel you are reading be- hind your Algebra?” N. Cattern—‘‘No, it cost fifteen cents.” School Terms Shark—A species of animal prone to hard study and good recitation; al- most extinct. Exams.—The final reckoning for those who failed to bluff the teacher. Flunk—An unappreciated recitation; a common occurrence. Books—Articles for expanding the cranium; used to a limited extent by the Freshmen. “Torothy M. is clever, isn’t she?” “Yes; that solid pompadour conceals a lot, believe me.” Latin up-to-date: Flunko-flunkem—faculty-firem. . R. L. PERKINS Motor Cycle and Bicycle Repairing SPORTING COODS “Ramo with a haircut.” Oh! you Fred! I want to be a fusser, No opportunity he will shirk I want to dance and queen, He says, and it is true, I want to be a lady’s man, He is so very eager to work— Like the other fellows seem. It makes no difference who.—Ex. —Zoe Whiting. iit sls He ie cs Mr. Edwards (Commercial Geog.) —‘‘What is your topic, Miss Finch?” O. Finch—‘‘Rubber.”’ She—‘“What’s the most nervous thing you know of—next to a girl?” He—“‘Give it up.” She—“A Wadsworth—next to a girl.” Miss Pierce (in History) —“‘‘He sailed first to Ice—and then to Grease- land.” Ruth Clayton (while on Botany excursion) —“Oh! Miss Bickford, look, here’s a mother frog teaching her little ones to swim.” Geo. Allen (4th Eng) .—‘‘Cowper was a very weak child all his life.” Miss Leach (4th Eng.) —‘“Miss Caskey, what did Burke say about con- ciliation with the colonies?” C. Caskey—‘‘He spoke of three possible propositions, two of which were impossible.” Miss Vance—‘‘Mr. Tritt, give an example of a concrete and an abstract ’ noun.” Mr. Tritt—‘‘Love is abstract, and cement is concrete.” Geo. Allen—‘‘Samuel Johnson was a very kind man. Often he would see a beggar asleep on the street and slip his last cent into his hand when the beggar wasn’t looking.”’ Our handsome lady, Josh Editor, has purchased one of my “Beauty” books and still lives in hope of showing us beneficial results in the near future.—Julian Fleming. Mr. Grable to N. Cattern—‘“Is that a dime novel you are reading be- hind your Algebra?” N. Cattern—‘“No, it cost fifteen cents.” School Terms Shark—A species of animal prone to hard study and good recitation; al- most extinct. Exams.—The final reckoning for those who failed to bluff the teacher. Flunk—An unappreciated recitation; a common occurrence. Books—Articles for expanding the cranium; used to a limited extent by the Freshmen. “Dorothy M. is clever, isn’t she?” “Yes; that solid pompadour conceals a lot, believe me.” Latin up-to-date: Flunko-flunkem—faculty-firem. “Ramo with a haircut.” Oh! you Fred! No opportunity he will shirk He says, and it is true, He is so very eager to work— It makes no difference who.—Ex. I want to be a fusser, I want to dance and queen, I want to be a lady’s man, Like the other fellows seem. Zoe Whiting. Mr. Edwards (Commercial Geog.)—‘‘What is your topic, Miss Finch ?” O. Finch—‘‘Rubber.”’ She—“What’s the most nervous thing you know of—next to a girl?” He—“‘Give it up.” She—“A Wadsworth—next to a girl.” Miss Pierce (in History) —“He sailed first to Ice—and then to Grease- land.” Ruth Clayton (while on Botany excursion) —‘‘Oh! Miss Bickford, look, here’s a mother frog teaching her little ones to swim.” Geo. Allen (4th Eng).—‘‘Cowper was a very weak child all his life.” Miss Leach (4th Eng.) —“‘Miss Caskey, what did Burke say about con- ciliation with the colonies ?” C. Caskey—‘He spoke of three possible propositions, two of which were impossible.” Miss Vance—“Mr. Tritt, give an examnle 2b8 oo She loves to wind her mouth up And listen to it go. —Marguerite Powell. To Editor of the Joshes— Question—The Junior girls are desirous of knowing what brand of sachet powder Julian Fleming uses. Answer—“To the girls of the Junior Class, asking the above question, I will answer, “Cheer up, it isn’t flour.” There was a certain lady named Leach Who tried the proud Seniors to teach; Alas, they were lazy, And their minds were quite hazy, And so them she never could reach. “Aren’t Foster’s legs thin?” “Rather—he was arrested for vagrancy once, for having no visible means of support.” Florence Kohler cannot see how anyone can help having lots of fun when there are lots of boys around. We are not at all surprised, Florence. Miss Bickford (Phys. Geog.) —‘“‘Now class, which is lime stone, this or Gis! 27 G@lass—— nise. Pane Rem etter wares 7 ———— R. L. PERKINS Motor Cycle and Bicycle Repairing SPORTING GOODS SECOND-HAND BIKES Tennis Racquets Restrung Tennis Goods, Baseball Goods A BIKE SHOP WITH A CONSCIENCE SS S o JASOoLy U ’ She loves to wind her mouth up And listen to it go. —Marguerite Powell. To Editor of the Joshes— Question—The Junior girls are desirous of knowing what brand of sachet powder Julian Fleming uses. 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