Stockton High School - Guard and Tackle Yearbook (Stockton, CA)

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oooooooooooo-ooooooooo oooooooooooo0 Contents Commencement ..... 1 Senior Motto ....... ...... 2 Dedication ........ ...... 3 Contents ........ ...... 4 Story ..................................., ...... 5 Graduates ............................... ...... 9 Photo-3 Senior Classes ......... ........... 3 2 Editorial ,,.,......,.......,..,........... .......... 3 3-35 Editorial Staff ...................... ........ 3 4 Senior Officers ......... ...... 3 6 Senior History ........... 37 fffff as Class Song ........ .... 3 9 Q. E. D. .................. . Class Yell .................,... ........ 3 9 .. .......... 40-42 Photos fSnapshotsj ........ ......... 4 3 Class Prophecy .............. Class Will ...,.................... ...... 4 4 Class Day .................... ...... 4 6 Commencement ............ ..,,.. 4 7 Photo CSnapsl1otsj ........ ...... 4 8 School Activities .............. ...... 4 9 Executive Connnittee ......... ..,. 5 0 Student Control ................ .,.... 5 2 Debating Club ................ ....., 5 4 Band .................. ...... 5 6 Poem .......... ...... 5 8 Athletics ...................... ...... 5 9 Football .......................... ...... 6 U Basket Ball CBoysj ......,,.. ...... 6 2 Basket Ball CGirl5D .......... ...... 6 4 Track .......................... .... ...... 6 6 Baseball ................... ...... 6 8 Junior Class ................ ...... 7 0 Sophomore Class ........ . ....,..... 7l Freshman Class ......,. 72 fff.'ff.'ff.'55-74 School Notes ............ New Officers .................. ...... 7 5 Senior Play CCastj ................ ...... 7 6 Senior Play fCartoonJ ....... ...... 7 7 Iokes .................................... ,..... 7 8 Yell Leader ...... ...... 7 9

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VI 00O00000000O0000000000000000000000 00 9 :: Sue .lane's Romance :: 9 '49 W we-ang UE .JANE Hung herself down into the dusty seat on the old If my tram and turned disconsolately toward the window. l Q I hope you're satisfied, she said, half sobbing, now X, W S I'm going home. . :D I'm sorry, Sue jane, I answered. You ought to be, she threw over her shoulder. You spoiled my whole vacation. 1 did? Yes, you! She turned to me accusingly. Didn't you hide him in the cave? Didn't you take him sandwiches twice a day ? ll couldn't let him starve, could I? And who was it, I ended tri- umphantly, who was it that made the sandwiches F Sue jane did not answer. She was weeping. Good-bye,', I said, for the train had started. Good-bye, she answered, dabbing her cheeks with her handker- chief. You won't see me any more, David. I don't think I'll ever come back. She ended with a sob and buried her face in her hands. That was my last glimpse of her. .Poor Sue Jane! She had had her romance early in life, and the long bleak years stretching far ahead looked dark indeed. lfrom the same dusty car, just a week before, had stepped Sue jane, all eager to taste the open life of a California ranch. It was a proud boy who had met her at the station and driven her through the little town, pointing out the things of interest on the way. This was the house people said was haunted-lights were seen in it on stormy nights, this was the creek where, last week, Cousin Sally's cat had been drownedg and this-this was the one sight the town boasted. This was the reform school! Sue jane sat in rapt attention while I told of the school, its fire brigade, its swimming tank, its carpenter shop, where fifty of the boys worked, and of the big bell up in the tower which rang whenever there was an escape. l don't blame them for running away, said Sue Jane. I wouldnlt stay long in a place like that. And il' you were caught, Sue jane, said I, you would be put in a lonr-by-four room for a month and have bread and water at breakfast, dinner and supper. 'l'hat's awful, said Sue jane. Do they do that ? YVe reached the ranch at dusk where at the door of the old house were waiting grandmother and grandfather. That evening when Sue .lane opened her trunk, the first thing she brought to light was a scarlet and gold book, the kind which was wholly unfamiliar to us. It was called 'The Fugitive Lover, and was, according to Sue jane, Bobbs Merrill's latest best seller. just six nights later grandmother without any ceremony, poked the same book into the glowing coals in the big stove. But it didn't do any good then. It was too late. Everything had happened and Sue .lane was packing her trunk for -home. For the first two days Sue jane roamed over the ranch, inspecting objects of interest. The third morning he came. WVe were sitting on the bank of the little river where it had paused a moment in its Bight