Summer School Diary, part 1B - 1912

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July 8

A hotly contested game of Bean-bag was played at the gym during the session. Capt Lightfoot cham-pioned the cause of one side while Capt. Able led the opposing side.For a time the game was so close that the result hung in the balance; but the first named captain, living up to his cognomen, rallied his forces and amid the cheers of the onlookers beat his opponent to it by two laps, the latter not being Able to pick up the bags expeditiously enough to lead his side to victory.

July 9 Assembly (Third week)

During the week Mr. Lightfoot gave the second of a series of talks on school law and the status of the teacher in the law.

He emphasized the necessity for a thorough knowledge on the part of the teacher, of the school law of the state in which she is engaged in teaching so that she may sustain legally any decision she may make in discipline and in school management in general. He further gave summaries of questions of school discipline and school management which have been brought before courts which serve to prove that in the eyes of the law, at least, the authority of the teacher is strictly confined within certain limits dependent upon the statute laws of the state and the community in which she lives.

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July 12.

Friday afternoon the Equal Suffrage League entertained the members of the Summer School at a delightful tea in their pretty club rooms. Mrs. Jennie Logan gave an interesting paper on "The Suffrage Movement in Nevada". Mrs. J. E Bray also spoke to the guests on "Why I am a Suffragette". A very spirtied and animated talk was given by Mrs. Friederberger of Carson, and at the close Miss Sperry spoke briefly of her experience as a voter in Colorado.

When the talks were finished the guests were given a chance to buy "Votes for Women" buttons at the rate of five cents apiece. Many went away with their views changed and a determination to convince at least one man that womanhood is worthy of the franchise.

18 Trip To Lake Tahoe

July 13.

On this particular date there was a unusual amount of rushing of feet and hurried whispers from door to door in Manzanita Hall about four o'clock in the morning. This hum increased incess-antly until the gong sounded for breakfast at five. Hurried breakfasts were eaten and lunches packed and a line of pedestrians were soon wending their way to the depot. The few minutes that must ensue before the train arrived were spent in animated conversation. To our surprise Supt. Bray was standing as if ready to go, but on being questioned he said, "I only came to bring a sack of oranges for fear you would not have enough to eat". The oranges proved a delight to the girls but were a bane to McKewn"s existence throughout the day. He evidently objected to carrying a labeled flour sack of oranges even to please the girls of the Summer School.

[image black and white photograph of lakeside with boat, huts tucked among the trees in background]

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We were soon speeding as fast as S.P. power could take us toward our destination. The whole side was one of delight and as we drew near the lake, the pines were taller and grander.

The Truckee River widened and grew more picturesque every mile of the way.

When Deer Park was called out some of the crowd wanted to get off but after noticing the spelling of Deer they soon lost all interest in the place.

But the train's whistle then sounded, echoing and re-echoing through the pines and indeed it was a pleasant sound to some of us who are used to hearing only the echoes from the sage brush.

Some heartless creature mentioned the fact that they were hungry. I think every one before this had been bravely battling with the inner man in silence this was too much to stand and many declared that we would not have nearly enough lunch. Others thought that we could possibly get enough together to make one good meal and then buy for next one.

[black and white photograph of a very large house set in gardens and woodland]

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When we finally reached the lake a mad rush was made for the boat each afraid he would not be permitted to go because of lack of room, but there was room and to spare.

The grandeur and beauty of the surroundings were lost on some for they began digging into lunch. Had I not been one of the starved ones I should have accused them of a lack of appreciation of the beautiful

Shall I attempt to describe Lake Tahoe! This body of water that half fills the ragged edge cup formed by snow capped pine forested mount-ains! The glories of Lake Tahoe lie beyond the power of pen. Each one must see it and drink its beauties into his own soul. No writers' pen or painters' brush can give any adequate expres-sion to the glorious coloring of the water.

The deep, dark, rich blue at Rubican point, that clear, cool green in Emerald Bay with the many and varied colors further out into the lake and all this girded round by jagged, pine-covered mountains, making a picture long to be remembered.

[image black and white photograph of lake edged by fir trees overlooked by a mountain]