Adel High School - Scarlet and Black Yearbook (Adel, IA)

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F or the Old Order Changeth, Yielding Place to New. - IdyIls of the King, Tennyson. T was during the spring of l9l4 that it was decided by the ' taxpayers of Adel that we should have a new school building. Work was begun in the cellar and part of the walls raised before the spring term was finished. Only a short time after the new building had been given into the hands of the contractors, the old one was consigned to the hands of the destroyers. Day after day bricks fell from the walls: partitions were torn out, and floors of the old landmark were destroyed. One night when the moon was in full I passed by it and was astonished to behold the ruin wrought. The moonlight fell upon a roofless and jagged building, whose windowpanes from top to bottom were torn out, and around whose base lay confused, rugged heaps of stone and brick. The clear, mellow light lit up the bare stairway, which formerly led to the second story in the interior of the building, but just now spanned the space between the isolated, and as yet undestroyed, north wing and the older part of the structure. Light streamed through the paneless windows of the old assembly on the third floor, while a prophetic silence seemed to brood over all. My heart was burdened with sadness and sympathy for the old build- ing which was now falling at the ruthless hands of the despoilers. Did they only think of the money to be derived from their work, or did pictures sometirres arise in their vision of all the old school had been and of the memories that clustered about it? Could they picture it in its youth, the pride and admiration of its builders: the ambition of is tenants: and did they get an inkling of the hopes or ideals that may have been inspired or realized within its walls? In removing some scarred and initialed seat could they hear in immagina- tion the voice of a chiding teacher or the whispered approval of another pupil, because of the marring of the furniture? Was it possible for them to see in imagination a little child starting in the lowest gradeg slowly but surely making his way up the ladder of fortune, round by round, till he reached the top? Were the joys and sorrows encountered by the persever- ing ones again worked outg love for old teachers and companions recalled: sorrow for the loss of this or that one remembered? Did no visions of former classes or societies arise to recall long-forgotten lessors or program days? Instead of all these did only the bare, exprecsionlecs walls confront them with no tale of former grandeur or memories of bvgone years: was only the piece of work the occupant of their minds? Perhaps: who can say otherwise? Those floors will echo no more to tread of feet nor the walls throw back the sound of familiar voices. The building has now for long months been in ruin. The grounds are cleared and lie level and black in their newness, while just beyond the site of the older seat of learning stands a newer one, a more modern edificeg more spacious and pretentious, which may, with the succeeding years, encase its own cherished thoughtsg but they can never be the ones of the other building, for they live only in the hearts of the alumni and other members who have gone out from its doors forever, never to return except in thought. M. A. F. 'l 5

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Hero Stuff. Frosty has a broken arm, Ike, a fractured thigh. Dave's ankles are all out of true And Dick has lost an e e. They're no good to their dear old Dad, But they're heroes iust the same. They worked right on, thru good and bad. And this is how they won such fame. Bill's head bears a two-inch dent, Chance's ribs are smashedg l'lub's spinal column is badly be t And Racky's back is gashed. Not one is able to earn his keep, And often with pain thev sigh, But think of the glory they live to reap In the name of old Adel High. Hol lost an arm at the elbow, Cofhn has a broken nose. Button's head show effects of an awful blow, Also Young lost a finger or so. But we're for these youths with the flashing eye, And the foretelling jaw, Who swear they are loyal to Adel High And would die for the dear old town-Rah! Rah! F. K. M. 'I6 Geometry Problem. Theorem-Prove that what E. H. : C. H. D what P. M. : R. F PTOOP I . 2. 3. What E.. H. :C. H. is not less than what P. M. :R fFrom daily observations., What P. M. :R. F. is not equal to what E. H. :C H fFrom evening observationsj Therefore, what E. H. :C. H. D what P. M. : R. F Q. E. D

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v!--W-1-Wv.-,....-...., ..--s-., ,....., v.., ,.rt,...,,.ai:L...-. Some Facts in Modern History fWith apologies to Mrs. Joyj .5--A A- ef -- -f -- e--- -f -- -- -- e --A -f -- -A 4- e- -- f -.- -- -4. l HE BOY, with brow wrinkled in deep thought, turned the pages of his Modern History. At last he found the lesson I assigned for that clay, from page 35l to 362 flihe Elizabeth- an Periodj. The worried look changed to one of black despair. The picture of the illustrious Queen Elizabeth in all her rufflles and jewels faced him with the invariable blank expression of all the old-time portraits of great people. Elusive dates and facts about her reign strayed over some ten pages of the book before him. Then slowly The Boy closed his eyes. Lo, every feature of Queen Elizabeth's life and reign stood out clear before him in the following manner: Elizabeth lived in the twentieth century in Adel High. ln her school days she was a member of the Girl's Bible Class, but when she ascended the throne at the age of twenty-five, all the goodness that had filtered through her brain at the prayer meetings 'only helped her to be treacherous, unscrupulous and ungrateful during her reign. Her father, Henry VIII., was a folley good husband to at least six wives: the last one, Catherine, being discreet enough to outlive him. Elizabeth's reign was the Colden reign of modern history. What she didn't gain by one method, she did by another, for, unlike the usual weapons of womankind, hatpins and tears, she used deception and falsehood. This made people call her Good Queen Bess. Queen Elizabeth never married, but it wasn't her fault, for, even though she did say she was married to England and wanted no other hus- band, she herself knew that it was only another lie. The worst case she ever had was on Raleigh, one of her courtiers. who was born in Van Meter, a city at the far border of her possessions. His father was a poor Black-Srith, so the boy was put out to work when very Young. When he was only hfteen he went to the Queen to get work, for he thought her palace would be a mighty fine and easy place to live. She gave him a job as Chamberlain, but later when she noticed what a cunning way he had of smiling, she promoted him to the position of courtier. Then he Long ed to go out and exploreg so, as Elizabeth was very much taken up with him, she gave him a Heet of ships. He was gone a long time, so Elizabeth's heart told her, then one day great reioicing filled the court. Raleigh had returned. Finally, because he insisted so, he was shown into the Queen's morning room. where C-ood Bess sat on a beautiful green velvet Couch, sunning herself at an east window. All her jewels and makeups were on a nearby table. Raleigh was sorry at first that he had insisted on being brought at once to her, then grinned softly to himself so that she didn't notice it. He almost forgot to Neale at her feet while he told of his adventures across to the continent. He pulled out some Mullin leaves, Timothy hay and glass Opal s from the only two pockets his courtier suit afforded. The stones were probably used by sorre arcient Indian Queen as Button s for her