Alton High School - Tatler Yearbook (Alton, IL)

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T I-I E TATLER 29 ATHLETICS. A healthy interest in clean athletic sports is fostered by the school. Mr. Barradell is the efficient coach for base ball and foot ball teams and all kinds of field day events. Miss Reppert directs the physical culture work for the girls. A spacious gymnasium (80 feet by 30 feet) affords ample opportunity for work along these lines. ENCOURAGEMENT FROM CITIZENS. Not a few citizens of Alton are inclined to help young men and women through school by offering opportunities for earning board while attending school. Pupils arc in school this year who could not otherwise obtain the advantages of a High School education. The principal will be glad to give his personal attention to securing such opportunities for pupils if they will apprise him of their wishes. HIGH SCHOOL INSPECTORS. Professor Nathaniel Butler who inspected the High School in November as the representative of the University of Chicago, said: “I like the dead-level earnestness which characterizes the Alton High School ’ I)r. Bechtel, who made a visit of inspection in February, said: “In all my work I have not inspected a High School where the spirit of work pervades the entire student body more than in the Alton High School.” Professor Hollister, of the University of Illinois, visited the High School in April and at the close of the day’s inspection said: “There is not in Illinois a High School better prepared to do efficient work than the Alton High School.

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T H E T A T L E R 28 M BIOLOGY ROOM

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30 “THE TATLER” A RETROSPECT—FROM A JUNIOR STANDPOINT OW vividly the events of last year are imprinted upon our memories. After we had passed from the Til hardships of Freshman life to the dignity of the Sophomore, and Mr. Turner had assigned to us scats • farther south than first year pupils dare come, we sat expectantly, awaiting the advent of the newly made Freshmen. They came, and they came by scores; it seemed to our wondering eyes, by hundreds. We thought they would never stop coming, giggling anil glancing at those behind. They would have us think that they were perfectly calm and at ease in their new station of honor; nevertheless, most of them were frightened nearly to death; Mr. Turner and all the rest of the teachers looked—so—well so dignified to say the least. After the Freshmen had been cared for, the rest of us were ready to settle down to our work, our very advanced work as Sophomores. Our new lessons were wonderful. Miss Rich told us all about the rain and the snow; the distance to the sun and the moon; the beauties of star-gazing; and other things it is wise to know. She also passed curious stones and strange minerals around the class. Our class enjoyed that.—we always enjoyed playing with anything. It was in the English class that we developed our great ability for writing essays. Once a week, we wrote about “A Day in the Country,” “A First Experience,” “A Pleasant Trip,” or some equally weighty subject. Here we read Washington Irving’s praises of “The Pride of the Village and “The Wife.” (Irving was fond of the loving, “clinging-ivy type of womanhood.) We trembled at the “Spectre 1 bridegroom and at Hudson’s band that Rip Van Winkle saw on that eventful night in the mountains. In Latin class, we read, or tried to read, how Caesar “came and saw and conquered.” Caesar was always conquering; perhaps he forgot to mention the times when someone conquered him. We stumbled through the hostile tribes of Allobroges, and were then greeted by the “immortal tenth legion. It is strange what a fondness we