Arsenal Technical High School - Arsenal Cannon Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)
- Class of 1926
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As the open road in springtime calls
To joyous gypsy bands,
And bids them go, with all their trains,
To seek some newer landsg
So the Future calls to our spirits
In the springtime of our li
And bids us take our places
In the strange new world of strife.
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Shall win though the way be longg
We'll light the light with will and right
And greet life with a song.
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Life gives us the marble of destiny,
The chisel and tools of Fate,
And bids us carve from the shapeless
The course that our way must take.
Our words, our deeds are tools that
The records we leave behind,
And the marks of all we sav or do
On our lives are sharp delined.
Ours is the power to make or mar,
Oh, may our tools cut surel
And hew, from that spotless marble,
Lives that are clean and pure.
THE ARSENAL CANNON
History of the func '26 Class
We, the june '26 seniors, have just passed through
four of the most eventful years of our lives in our
high school career here at Tech. just as a football
team is trained for the big game, so we of the
graduating class have been trained for the big game
of life in which we are all soon to participate.
Therefore, it is with mingled pride and regret
that we offer this history of our class to the students
who will follow in our footsteps with the hope
that they may profit by our mistakes and accomplish-
In the fall of 1922, our class made its first
appearance on Tech's campus. During this semester
we, as small and timid freshmen, had several oppor-
tunities to attend large gatherings which showed us
the size and scope of this wonderful institution of
which we were members.
The first meeting of this kind came in October,
when the Girls' Glee Club gave a party for all
freshman girls. The next outstanding event was
the school's first outdoor day celebration, held on
the athletic field the same month.
Early in November, Mr. Stuart dealt us a cruel
blow by ruling that no presents could be given to
teachers. It was indeed disappointing to learn that
this method of raising our grades was no longer
lawful. We got our first real taste of bitter disap-
pointment, however, on November twenty-ninth,
when Manual, by virtue of a 12-0 victory, took the
city football title away from Tech.
Basketball fand sometimes studiesj occupied our
attention the rest of the winter. When February
rolled around, we proudly shouted to the world the
fact that we were stale freshies, knew the joys of an
English hurdle, and could tell the number of eleva-
tors in the Main building.
At the beginning of the spring semester, all the
newcomers who brought four credits from grade
school joined the ranks of the 1926 class. This
group has since proved invaluable in boosting our
One of the crowning triumphs of the year for
the '26ers came in February when the freshman bas-
ketball team took down the Manual yearlings, 29-4.
At the sectional the varsity team failed to live up
to the standard set by the freshmen, and Tech was
eliminated in the second round by Valley Mills,
By this time members of our class were beginning
to take a much keener interest in school activities.
Many joined the Nature Study Club and other
organizations willing to accept the humble freshie.
Other outstanding memories of this first year were
the talks to our class on the time-honored subject of
street car conduct.
The Supreme Day celebration on May twenty-
second brought to a close our freshman year at high
school. It was with sorrowing hearts that we left the
campus wondering how we would be able to stay
away for three months. fThis was especially true
of the male members.j
The beginning of school in September '23 marked
a milestone in our progress. We were now coming
into the back stretch after having completed one-
fourth of the race.
While we were away during the summer, the
portable building had been completed and it was
now ready for our future edification along the lines
of public speaking and advertising. Also, with our
mental improvement in mind, nine new members
had been added to the faculty.
Many boys in our class had signed up for Military
Training, and they were now being initiated into the
art of squads right and left. Another branch of
student activity in which june '26 names were well
represented was the list of student traflic officers.
Except for the thrill of getting hours of one
through ten, or worse, nothing of unusual interest
occurred during the first few weeks of the spring
However, by the middle of February we again
began to distinguish ourselves in various branches of
Virginia Boyer, as the CANNON agent in roll room
61, put her room over 100 per cent in the sale of
CANNON subscriptions. Among the members of the
basketball team Boyd Hickman and Richard Fox
belonged to our number. Even with such fine ma-
terial, however, Tech lost to Southport in the final
game of the sectional, 38-35.
Our famous president, Walter Johnson, was a
member of the track team at this time. Three out
of the five paddlers on the Tech "swim team" owed
allegiance to our class: jack Merriam, john Nicker-
son, and Norman Hammer.
Altogether the june '26 class had made a fine
showing during its fourth semester at Tech, and it
was with high hopes for the coming year that we
left the campus in june.
The summer vacation passed all too quickly, as
vacations will, and we soon found ourselves back at
school again, now laying claim to the dignified title
of juniors. We had not yet become accustomed to the
new routine when we were confronted in all our
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English classes by the announcement of the Inter-
national Better Home Lighting contest. Due to the
many attractive prizes offered, the majority of our
class entered the competition. It was with great
pride and satisfaction that we learned a few months
later that among the list of Tech winners, our class
was well represented.
Still more fame was brought to the f26 class about
a month later when Ivan Pogue copped first place
in a cross country race. Our representation on Tech's
city championship football team is also worthy of
note. In the lineup of the regulars we claimed Duane
Hicks, Boyd Hickman, Richard Fox, Arthur Steven-
son, and Walter johnson.
During the semester, a great many students, in
the person of June '26 members, joined the various
campus clubs and organizations. Our representation
was so large, in fact, that by the end of the term
almost every organization boasted of one or more '26
graduates-to-be. For the final marks of the semester
the '26 class had more than its share of the grand
total of 1,071 honor roll students.
Kermit Slack was the only one of our number
who attended the state junior assembly, held soon
after the beginning of the spring semester.
The R. O. T. C. unit continued its fine work by
winning the honor school award for the third con-
secutive time. Also the drill team, with the '26
class claiming almost half the cadets, ran away with
At the state music contest Tech almost swamped
the competition. Out of the five events scheduled
our school had three firsts and two seconds. Once
again june '26ers were much in evidence.
The closing of the semester marked the last time
we would be in the roll rooms we had occupied for
the last three eventful and long-to-be-remembered
years. Another and much more joyful aspect of the
situation was the fact that we would no longer be
required to take any English, now that our VI
course was ending.
With the dignity befitting our position we donned
the figurative senior robes in September '25 and firm-
ly resolved to make this, our last year at Tech, a real
Election of class officers was soon in order. After
a close and thrilling contest, the following people
emerged successful: president, Walter Johnson,
vice-president, Martha McLaughlin, secretary, Mary
jo Lizius, treasurer, Arthur Stevenson, sergeant-at-
arms, Duane Hicks.
Following this the class constitution, as framed by
the constitution committee, was read and adopted in
the three roll rooms. The first general meeting of
the class was held a few weeks later with Avery
Shepherd, president of the January class, presiding.
After a fine speech of welcome, he turned the meet-
ing over to our president, Walter Johnson, who then
made his inaugural address. The remaining ofhcers
were then introduced. Mr. Stuart closed the pro-
gram with a short inspirational talk.
With the announcement of the standing com-
mittees, in December, the activities of our class be-
gan to get well under way. The class treasurer and
his assistants started to extract our hard-earned cash
for the payment of senior dues. This item was first
in what proved to be a never-ending list of senior
Meanwhile Tech's football team had annexed the
city title for the fourth consecutive time by defeat-
ing Shortridge and Manual. In the lineup june
seniors were much in evidence. The football awards
were presented at the all-Tech assembly held in the
A new and novel auditorium assemblyswas held
just after the Cadle Tabernacle meeting. This was
the Tech radio night program broadcast through
WFBM from the First Presbyterian Church. Once
again june seniors had a leading share in the project.
Richard Fox, Walter johnson, and Arthur Steven-
son, as chairmen of the three senior roll rooms, had
shown unusual talent in guiding the destinies of their
various groups through the semester.
Our scholastic standing had improved materially
during the term. When we adjourned in january,
everyone held hopes of even greater accomplishments
along this line during the coming semester.
Our last term at Tech got off to a flying start.
On the very first day lVIiss Ryan greeted us with the
announcement of tryouts for Beau Brzwmzel, the
senior play. Efforts to perfect hidden dramatic abili-
ty occupied our entire attention until the following
week when the tryouts were held. The next day we
were informed in roll call that Richard Fox, Louise
Hodges, jack Merriam, Virginia Seeds, Robert Mauk,
joe Foy, Robert Taylor, Mamie Williams, Norman
Hammer, Genevieve Quinn, Harry Klezmer, Dan
MacLaren, George Cook, Robert Smith, james Foley,
Dorothy Altschuh, Jeanette Palmer, and john Nick-
erson had been accepted to represent the class in this
semi-annual dramatic effort.
Now that 98 per cent of us had not made the cast,
it remained for us to distinguish ourselves in some
other way. In accordance with this resolve an amaz-
ing number of seniors began entering poster contests,
advertising contests, essay contests, etc.
The next important event on the program was the
selection of class colors. Everyone had his own idea
regarding a suitable color combination and conse-
quently it was only after prolonged discussion that
cathedral blue and salmon were selected. The color
committee then got to work, and within a few days
we were all sporting the new colors.
Girls' basketball games between the three roll
rooms also proved to be another fruitful source of
accomplishment and entertainment for girls only.
Once again the boys' basketball team failed to come
through with the goods, and Tech was eliminated in
the hnals of the sectional by Shortridge, 25-16.
Nomination and election of the remaining class
officers was held in February. Those chosen were
Charles M. Traylor, historian, john Little and Mar-
jorie McElroy, prophetsg Vaughn Gayman and Grace
Avels, willmakersg Ruth jenkins, poet, and Gene-
vieve Fisher, song writer.
Suddenly, and without the slightest warning, a
gigantic array of senior necessities which must be
purchased swept down upon us. These "necessities"
included everything from ten cent pieces of White
cardboard to seven dollar explanations of why Dar-
win was right. fClass photographsj
These photographs were an especial strain both on
the pocketbook and the eye. Although many of us
had previously believed ourselves to be somewhat
good-looking, one glance at our likeness as record-
ed on the printed page quickly dispelled any such
The purchase of class pins and rings proved to be
another pocketbook Hattener. We found that it
takes an astonishing amount of moral courage to
hand over something like three dollars for a tiny
gold pin one-half an inch long.
The CANNON staff is an example of the interest
taken by june '26 seniors in school activities. Thirty
of the forty-seven staff members are june seniors,
including the business manager, Richard Fox, the
editors of the two writing staffs, Genevieve Quinn
and Martin Barnett, and the magazine editors,
Marjorie McElroy and Rosalind Taylor. The other
staff members from our class are Mary Mahan, Mar-
tha McLaughlin, Ruth jenkins, Vaughn Gayman,
Charles Traylor, Virginia Lett, Norman Brinsley,
Anne Seidensticker, Virginia Seeds, Helen Noel, john
Little, Arthur Stevenson, Pauline Roehm, Dorothy
Altschuh, George Cook, Catherine Bray, jean Van
Wormer, Dorothy Rudolph, Beatrice Taylor, Helen
Hanks, Katherine Gibson, Shelley Givens, Marjorie
Holl, Virginia Kielman, Dorothy Rea, Cecil Hay-
The majority of the cadet officers in the R. O.
T. C. unit are june seniors. Space does not permit
the recognition of these boys individually.
During its existence, the senior class has sponsored
several projects. Perhaps the most noteworthy of
these was the Parents, Day held last November in
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We of the graduating class are soon to leave the
campus. The commencement exercises mark the
last time we will ever see many of our classmates.
For the last time, we will bid good-bye to the school
which has meant so much to us. The four joyful,
carefree years of high school life are ending.
Nevertheless, it is with a spirit of joyfulness and
a feeling of accomplishment that we leave our be-
loved Tech. We realize that we must move on in
order to make room for those who will follow us.
However, we cannot leave without expressing our
deep and heart-felt appreciation to Mr. Stuart, to our
sponsors, and to the entire faculty for their patient,
sincere effort to make our high school career a success.
We have before us a larger and greater field to con-
quer, and we must take up the task, but memories
of the years spent with our dear alma mater will
never dm' CI-IARLES TVIIDDLESXVARTH TRAYLQR
Good-bye to Tech
The gates of Tech swing outward,
And we who love her well
Must soon be deaf forever
To class and warning bell.
At Tech through light and shadow
We've seen the swift years fly-
The splendid years that mingle
So much of smile and sigh.
lt's strange to think it's over,
That we must bid adieu
To Barn, and Tower, and Barracks,
And friends so real and true.
Good-bye to shades and campusl
No more down Lilac Lane
We'll stroll in blissful fancy
To youthtime's glad refrain.
Before our class departure,
Before our 'fau revoir,"
Let's wish our "alma mater"
The goals she's striving for.
"May years of ceaseless progress
Be yours as time rolls on,
May just as splendid classes
Replace the one that's gone."
And so we face tomorrovv
With your ideals in view,
To reap more dazzling honors,
And bear them, Tech, to youl
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Last Will of the fum' '26 Class
Having no fear of joining the hoop skirt and one-
cylinder automobile in the depths of oblivion and
experiencing no immediate feelings of "departing
hence" from this vale of tears, we, the june class of
nineteen and twenty-six, nevertheless, feel this to
be an opportune occasion to draw up and solemnize
our last will and testament. Not because we think
anyone especially needs whatever we are going to
will him, do we make this will, nor because we par-
ticularly like to part with several treasured articles,
do we load them off on someone else, but because we
feel we have acquired a feta' traits and characteristics
that, passed on and elaborated, will add to the
future of Tech in which we may have no active part.
Like all other classes in ages dark and times past,
we leave to our enduring teachers much sympathy
and regard for the patient and hilly road they have
traveled in attempting to instill in us some traces of
an education. In case future classes might feel some
hesitation in following our illustrious footsteps, it is
only fair that we hasten to add that those same
teachers may still possess rather large quantities of
A-I-'s which they have been unable to bestow.
With the kind consent of our faithful sponsors,
Miss Welch, Miss Harter, Miss Axtell, and Miss
Ryan, we give them away to the next June class,
hoping that that class can give them even less to
worry about than we did.
In the grand race to get rid of all our belongings,
there is one thing that we refuse to part with-our
high regard for Mr. Stuart. That must be acquired
by each class as it comes to know, better and better,
the man who has made such a place as Technical
High School possible. Many of us have never had
the privilege of knowing Mr. Stuart personally, but,
nevertheless, we all carry away with us a lasting es-
teem for and appreciation of him.
To start the thing out in the really correct way,
we might mention our noble president as the first
donor. To the following executive of the senior class,
Walter Johnson leaves a great amount of fatherly
pride and affection that naturally goes with the presi-
dency of a class so famous as ours.
Martha McLaughlin, surnamed "Fuzzie, Firp,
etc.,,' leaves a battered carbon copy of a most elo-
quent inaugural address to the most needy vice-
president of our successors.
Hugh Myers is the honored recipient of Boyd
Hickman's ability to break training and still be on
speaking terms with Coach Mueller. The best way to
preserve this ability, however, is never to be forced
to exercise it.
Although Paul Barr may never have any use for it,
David Clarke places on his shoulders all of Davels
punch and comeback.
While we are dealing with Clarks, it might be well
to mention that ,lack Clark's mammoth sweater
falls upon the person of Leo Beck. Also, along the
line of clothing, Byron Dow's jacket, which might
be yellow but isn't, descends to Paul Atwood.
As a little diversion, Dorothy Fenstermacher and
Helen Arshopsky are willing to trade names with
Melvin Dorbecker and Leslie Gresendanner if the
last mentioned deem it a good trade. Likewise,
Anna Doll leaves her surname to lona Davis, hoping
that she will be all that the name implies.
George Cook and Robert Smith, having nothing
in particular to will, merely leave their regrets to all
Lorraine Pylls and Leone Moore are to become the
proud possessors of Maude Heistand's and Frances
Lewis' blond fairness.
A muscular left arm, the result of embracing a
cello, is given by Mary Webb to Fay Niekirk. As
a partner to this athletic remark, Dorothy Rea heaps
all the joy of being little sister to a baseball star upon
Lucille Robinson, whether she has a brother or not.
A shade of embarrassment belonging to Marjorie
Burghard and a tendency to look ceilingward owned
by Urban Anderson are placed upon Lucille Atherton
and Gtto Miller respectively, if they will exercise
these public speaking habits as their donors have.
An infinite knowledge of stagecraft, painfully
acquired and belonging to Theodore Foxworthy, is
gladly handed down to anyone connected with the
next senior play. Being "playfully" inclined, we
hasten to add that Louise Hodges and Mamie Wil-
liams unselfishly transfer a portion of their drama-
tic ability to Annabelle Burt and Ruth Patterson.
Esther Brown's ingrown fingernails which she re-
ceived from stamping letters are left to Zerelda
Jenkins. Thinking of the Jenkins, Ruth Jenkins'
fame gained through the medium of her unshorn
locks is transferred to Esther Snoke, provided she lets
her hair grow. CWe don't suppose she could possibly
-lack Garrison gives a string of 'Lhowdy's, hello's,
and hi's,' and Kermit Slack bequeaths his Uhowdy,
men" to john Sharp and Charles Trosky, but they
will have to travel at top speed to equal the pace set
by the givers.
A very individualistic mode of haircut, possessed
by Robert Hurt, indicating that some things go up
and never come down, is handed down to George
Tomlinson in spite of the fact that George already
has troubles of that nature. Still, tonsorially speak-
ing, Harold Berkowitz confers his raven locks upon
Feeling that Frederick Goodrich is sadly in
need of some senior dignity, Katherine Rinehart
honors him with hers. Pratice makes perfect, Fred.
Also, Loretta Galm's impressive solemnity is
timidly transmitted to Dorothy Showalter.
To lend color to the Will, we allow Carver
McArthy to give his color choosing ability to the
poor unfortunates on the next color committee.
Eleanor Flowers, feeling that she should have been
a member of the committee by that name, grudg-
ingly bestows the unused ability in that line upon
Although Elva Flannagan, Katherine O'Connell,
Mary O'Donnell, and Ruth Casady may not be
particularly Irish, they throw away all tendencies
in that direction to Josephine and Catherine
O'Neill. ln the same strain of thought, Mary
Moncrief wishes to wish away all connection which
she may have with the furnace company of that name
to Mary Jane Morris.
A striking resemblance to "Big Bill' Tilden in
his idle moments, possessed by Harry von Burg, is
passed down to Robert Maxwell. Of course, Robert
may not need this resemblance, but that isn't the
willmakers' job. Continuing the fast pace set by
Harry, Telfair Torian bequeaths a remarkable abil-
ity to clamber in and out of porch swings to lris
Yvonne Patterson feels that her pleasant first name
should be given to anyone in the January class whose
christening was unsatisfactory.
Billie Taylor and Robert Taylor join in handing
down the name of Taylor to anyone who might
take that name as a qualification for organizing a
boys' clothing class. Apply to Charles Hughes for
suggestions that might be handed down along with
All chances which Roger Summers and Lawrence
Baldwin might have of becoming mayor of "our
no mean cityn are magnanimously presented to
Wilbur Glenn and Way'ne Shumaker. Perhaps two
girls, such as Thelma Kinnaman and Bonita Heft,
may feel that they will some day be mayor, but that's
a long shot.
The faculty of explaining away things, majored
in by Norman Babcock and Robert Pentecost, are
dropped gracefully to Elmer Wilson and lvo Du-
Vall. Don't forget, though, boys, that even the best
of things sometimes fail.
Jeanette Griflith and Billy Adams request that
Marjorie Goble and "Bud" Griffith continue to
preserve the standard of Tech High romance which
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they have endeavored to establish. Any books which
Marjorie or Bud might write on the subject are
certain of an entire shelf in the Tech library.
The delightful little hobby of winning money
in slogan contests, which Ruby Allison seems to have
cultivated, shifts itself to Charlotte Derck. It is
understood that no money goes with the transfer,
however. The frequent blushes indulged in by
Elizabeth Dawson when the announcement is made
that she has won another contest are presented to
Charles Knight, if he thinks his complexion will
stand the strain.
Those desirable seats close to the door which are
possessed in R. R. 4 by Gertrude Austin and Dorene
Anderson are passed down to lrma Blight and Charles
Bolte. lt takes real athletes to hold such responsible
The chairmanship of the flower committee, car-
rying with it responsibilities of terrible weight, are
reluctantly left by Katherine Gibson to Josephine
Dodd. This is a job requiring long night hours and
a keen sense of smell. We hope Josephine fulfills
Continuing this ruthless disposition of positions,
Virginia Frank's position as a Tech librarian falls
to the lot of Marian Bishop. This may be news to
both of the girls but, nevertheless, we can not be
else but correct.
As a seamstress Virginia Holmes feels quite ready
to hang out a shingle. As there are no places at
Tech to hang shingles, she leaves her "Singerl' to
Alma Stegmeier. Undecided as to the correct-
ness of hanging out a shingle, Hannah Jane Wolfe
wills her task of accompanying all the numbers
at senior meetings to Marjorie Bollinger. Here's
hoping Marjorie can play the piano.
A vast collection of honor points, gleaned in the
highways and byways of high school life by Aurine
Davis, may be had by any succeeding senior who
feels the necessity of heading the commencement
honor roll. Applicants will please form in line with-
George Purves, William Read, and John Schade
willingly heap upon anyone the terrible respon-
sibility and inconvenience of being "juniors.', And
although William Robinson may not be a "junior,"
still he bestows the name of William upon Ezra
Blount because anyone, to sing Irish songs like
Bill does, needs the name of Patrick or Morriety.
The rarity of a sunny disposition, claimed by
Gladys Lohrman and Charlotte Meier, is handed
down to Mildred Turner and Pauline Burnett,
While Hazel Hiles' rosy and natural complexion be-
comes the possession of Martha Pittenger. Still
flattering the girls, Pauline Cofiin, Grace Sandy, and
Virginia Bray place all their demureness upon Ruth
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Wie I Jfiw
Owens, Elsie Nell, and Isla Hanna, with the sig-
nificant remark that "you can catch more Hies with
molasses than you can with vinegar!"
The peculiar distinction of looking like one's twin
brother, held exclusively by Lawrence I,,.lllI', is
shouldered onto Merritt Swails.
Nlarjorie Day's and lylaxine Elkins quite un-
usual trait of having something to do in roll call is
willed to Dale Young and Irvin Boles. If the last
two named knew what a valuable thing they have
inherited, they would guard it carefully. Evelyn
Hankins has had sufficient time in roll call to
meditate upon a new book called "School Memories"
in four sad chapters, which she dedicates and pre-
sents to Dorothy Weidman. Speaking of publications,
Helen Lee's graphic description of an ideal man is
framed and handed to Fvelyn Murphy.
Due to a substantial "understanding" which en-
ables Ralph Keeney to proceed rapidly to lunch,
Ralph feels free to part with some of his develop-
ment to Walter IT. johnson, but VValter must train
to reach the ethciency of that Keeney Ifxpress.
A flock of autos, driven by -lames Foley, is merely
loaned to VVayne Farrow because it is understood that
lim has his eye on some new skates and needs the car
as a down payment.
Shelley Givens, the owner of a checkered jacket,
places it in the hands of anyone who can use it for
else but neckties.
Harry Hager, John Gilroy, and Martin Barnett
pass on to William Taggart, Judson Taylor, and
George Guy the surprise and elation which they
experienced at becoming seniors. Ellis Stuart was also
surprised, but he hasn't gotten rid of that surprise,
so his gorgeous pair of long "shorts" are willed to
A wonderful gymnastic ability possessed by
Harry Klezmer and a beautiful syncopated stutter
belonging to Norman Hammer are too precious to
give away. Personal entreaties might change their
Virginia Seed's manner of being a perfect lady
both on and off stage are given, if possible, to
And now, as the little boys said when they cut
the cat's tail off and as the little girls remarked
when they dropped the basket of eggs, "W'e,z'e
gone and done itf!!" The will is willed, and
the class of June '26 may expire before its
day is over, the ax of execution is sharpened, the
tedious will can be read. Perhaps it will have suf-
ficient energy to affix its signature to the official doc-
ument through its willmakers:
Tree Day Exerciser
fum: Senior Clary-.-I pril 16, 1926
Song-Morning Invitation . e ,
Our Indiana Trees . . .
e . john Nickerson
Salute to the Trees ..,.,. .... R ichard Fox
Song-This is Arbor Day
Presentation of Trees . .
, Mr. Stuart
, . . Senior Class
Response ...., ,..,.
The Planting Song , .
SIC NIUR TRE Ii D.-XY
fzme '26 Class Song
W'e've had, Clear old Tech, four years of joy,
You've given to us what nought can destroy,
VVe've learned that your teachers are kind, good,
But now comes the sad time-to bid you adieu.
VVe'll dream in the future of these short years,
We'll think of the campus-its beauty and cheers,
We'll praise them, the faculty, who gave their
Fair Tech, we will laud you above all the rest.
Farewell, Tech and Techites, farewell,
We leave with fond hearts-none can tell,
Our happiest times now are through,
As dear Tech, we say good-bye to you.
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The fame '26 tprophccy Q45 Is
All joking aside, speaking of wisdom, we possess
no mean quantity of it ourselves. We want to remind
you that in the last twenty years those certain parties
mentioned in that former prophecy of ours have
turned out, for better or worse, as we said they
would. Of course we don't want to take any of the
credit for ourselves, being naturally shy and bash-
ful, but you'll have to admit that we knew what we
were talking about.
Only last week while motoring about in our trusty
Ford near Altoona, Kansas, we stopped at a garage,
it not being the custom of Fords to run without
gas. After honking for half an hour we spied,
around the corner, a big black cigar ambling along
with the august Walter johnson slouching behind it.
Strange and beautiful sounds came forth from the
inner recesses of the garage. Upon investigation we
discovered Paul Balay sitting on a barrel and
playing a jews harp. He informed us that he had a
job for life as chief bronco-buster of the "Ball-
King Mule" ranch, owned by Thelma Ball and
Merlin King, with john Anderson as cook.
We rattled on with fenders flapping. As we
viewed the scenery, our attention was distracted by
a signboard upon which Myron Miller was posting
bills. One was an advertisement of Hennafoam,
illustrated by the pictures of julia Flynn and Fielder
Andrews, another announced the coming of the
marvelous Lyon-Hunter Circus, Calvin Lyon and
Lester Hunter, managers. A beautiful picture of
Kathleen Biegler, the famous equestrienne, orna-
mented the upper right hand portion of the bill-
board, while a striking likeness of Arthur Reeder,
crystal-gazer and medium, adorned the space below
Kathleen's picture. We were glad to note that
Theodore Wells was the elephant rubber, he was
always desirous of doing things on a large scale.
After one last glance we chugged on, presently
overtaking Billy Adams. Billy looked frightfully
hurried and only shouted to us, as we passed, that he
was hot on the trail of Warren Glunt, faithful
employee of the Standard Grocery, who had recently
robbed the company of 525,000 and had killed
Waldo Clark, night watchman, in his get-away.
We remembered that Billy was chief sleuth of
the Goetz Detective Agency of which Byron Goetz is
president and Grant Goodwin, vice-president.
The next day, as we rode slowly through a little
town in Illinois, William james hailed us. We were
proudly informed that the name of the burg through
which we were passing was Smuckville. William, the
chief constable, remarked that Barbara Bridges had
been re-elected for the third time as mayor.
Finally we arrived in our old home town and
purchased an edition of the Neem, then we headed
for Forest Bowman's Quick Lunch Establishment,
where we settled ourselves for an enjoyable meal
prepared by Raymond Bennett, chief cook and bottle-
washer. In the News were many interesting items:
Shelley Anderson was pitching in the World Serious,
Frances Borcherding, society matron of Moscow and
wife of the minister to Russia, had returned to the
States for a visit. A most stirring speech had been
given in the new stadium at Tech the evening be-
fore by William Brandt, Grand Master of the
Society for the Extermination of the Kangaroo Hop.
The new stadium, the money for which had been
liberally donated by Rush Stewart, Indianapolis'
richest citizen, had been designed by Richard
Taylor, the architect. Oh yes, we forgot to mention
that john W. Hodge, jr. is editor of the Neem.
While we were eating and discussing further
plans for our trip, who should breeze in but Dorothy
Moore, the new swimming instructor at Boys' Prep.
Although we were anxious to proceed on our
journey, she insisted that we could not possibly
miss the wonderful motion picture, "Lover's Re-
venge," which was the hit of the town. Also, she
argued, it would be of special interest to us since the
play from which the picture had been taken was writ-
ten by john Maxwell and Edna Smith.
Later we were glad we had decided to remain,
for our old friend, Lawrence Lahr, was selling
tickets, "Tommy" Robinson was doorkeeper, and
the orchestra was composed of Harold Cohee, waz-
utti artist, David Carlton, Glen Dearinger, and
john Valdoi. The cast was as follows: Robert
Ullery, leading man, Mary Jo Lizius, leading lady,
Arthur Stevenson, the bloodthirsty villain, Genevieve
Quinn, the vamping villainessg Roy Miller, tottering
grandfather, Helen Noel, grey-haired grandmother.
Bob was the ideal hero, compelling great applause,
while dainty little Mary jo, so sweet and innocent,
moved the audience to tears. It was during this
portion of the picture that Marguerite and Elizabeth
johnson quietly and solicitously made their way
through the theatre, selling men's and ladies' hand-
kerchiefs. It is rumored that Marguerite and Eliz-
abeth have made many a pretty penny by this
"Art" Stevenson was every inch the bold man who
attempted to kidnap unsuspecting Mary jo from her
dear old grandfather and grandmother, Roy Miller
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and Helen Noel. Genevieve Quinn, the wicked
vamping villainess, was he clever accomplice of
Art. The picture had been well produced by
Leonard lkiletsker, cameraman, August Merkt, cast-
ing director, and Kenneth Crouse, scenario writer.
Among the appreciative audience, largely made up
of Tech graduates who had flocked to see this Tech
production, were Charles Traylor and Tom Conway,
who had recently patented a hair tonic guaranteed to
furnish that permanent gloss, Zona Bell, chief
switchboard operator at Tech, Hildreth Siefert,
manufacturer of Siefert's Collapsible Sausages,
Wilbur Smith of Smith Bros. fcough dropsj, and
Norman Brinsley, successor to Clarence Darrow.
"Well, we're getting our money's worth," we re-
marked as we gazed at Mary Seal and her trained
seals, one of the special features of the evening,
and at Anna Louise McNutt, Esther Webb, Frede-
rick Shugert, and Charles Soltau performing.
We so admired their dancing that we wondered
who could have been their teacher. Upon referring
to our program we found the name of Madame
Rosalind Taylor, Instructor of Ballet and Ballroom
Then, after much applause, the screen descended.
In rapid succession the Topics of the Day were
flashed upon it. Louise Waldorf, noted violinist,
had played before the King of Spain. Walter Ely
had sold the present Pharaoh of Egypt on the idea
of installing steam heaters throughout his kingdom
for the purpose of maintaining civilization. Walter
represented the Hughes-Hortsman Hot Air Co. of
which Charles Hughes and Howard Hortsman are
managers. Helen Hanks was the inventor of the
famous "Notless" yarn. The National Society of
Old Ladies had presented Helen with a medal for
distinguished service to womankind. Marjorie Holl
was shown purchasing a large tract of land in Iceland
from Mayburn Landgraf, local real estate agent.
Marjorie's purchase was for the establishment of a
Home for Homeless Hounds. Hazel jackson and
Marie Fuchs are prominent workers of the Society
fostering the project. Last, but not least, the famous
beauties, Helen Griffith and Dortha Bruns, had won
first and second places respectively in the National
Beauty Contest, the judges for which were Byron
Donough, Clyde Ford, Dan MacLaren, john Mur-
phy, Ruth Patterson, Eva Sawyer, and Inez Rickard.
That night we stopped at the Palmer House, the
proprietoress, Jeannette Palmer, gave us rooms on
the twenty-seventh floor. From the windows an ex-
cellent view of the booming metropolis could be
obtained. Here, the flashing sign of Martha
McLaughlin's Matrimonial Correspondence School
could be seen, here, electric lights insisted that
we "Say it with Blume's." The latter appeared
over the fashionable florist shop of Charles Blume.
Our fascinated gaze was cut short by a persistent
knocking on the door. The intruder turned out to be
Floyd Ross, general repair man and janitor, who
had come up to pay his respects.
The next morning after consuming breakfast at the
Coffey Cafeteria which, by the way, is owned by
Maynard Coffey who has employed as head waiters,
George Reilly and Samuel Sapirie, we fared forth,
jogging along at a steady rate on our way to New
York where we knew we would be sure to unearth
numerous alumni of '26. Late that afternoon, we ran
across the quaintest little barbecue in a sparsely pop-
ulated section of New jersey. It was an inviting-
looking log cabin with the queerest name, 'fThe
Burnt Pig Barbecue." As we walked in, Aileen
Hiatt and Agnes Kirkpatrick came forward to greet
An enjoyable hour was spent here, during which
we made known the purpose of our trip and our
destination. Aileen and Agnes volunteered the in-
formation that we were not far from Read Center,
a beautiful little village named for its philanthrop-
ical benefactor, Charles Read. Here, they told us,
Ollen Bumpas had established the successful Bumpas
Bus Line with Carl Rohr as chief bus caller, Albert
Marshall, the new justice of Peace, had issued a
license to Duane Hicks for the seventh time, Wil-
liam Franklin, the postmaster, had appointed Howard
Fessler mail carrier on Rural Route 1,5233 Rolland
Geyer and Jeanne Chess had been unanimously
elected as checker king and queen for the year 1946.
In this little town jean jeanes is the owner of an
overall factory which recently "went to the walli'
because of its rival, the Lett Coverall Co.,
motto is "Let Lett's Coveralls Cover All." jean's
competitor is Virginia Lett, but let it be said for
jean that he has not been outclassed by a woman's
ingenuity. The success of the Coverall Company
has been due entirely to the excellent business
methods of Harry von Burg, Virginia's general
Anxious to get to New York, we departed with best
wishes for luck in our search. As we neared our
destination, we drove slowly, for the road was lined
with signboards. From these we learned, to our great
amazement, that jack Garrison owned a music shop
which specialized in training canaries. These canar-
ies, ably instructed by Durward DeVries, are able to
whistle all popular, as well as unpopular, songs of the
Fred Ranney and Raymond Prigger have complet-
ed a revised translation of Virgil which, backward
students claim, is the best of its kind. The authors
modestly suggest that the publication of the book is
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really due to the wonderful course which Tech
A handsome and imposing picture of Ernest Rea
stared us in the face as we rounded a sharp turn in
the road. "Well, no one ever thought that Ernie
would make a famous musician of himself," we said
triumphantly, for had we not prophesied that he
would be one of the bright lights of the Metropolitan
Our triumph that instant was changed to chagrin,
a loud report from the rear end of the "Fliv"
brought us to a halt. However, beneath the seat was
a box of Hill's Folding Auto Tires. After some
three minutes' effort the car was ready to start on
its way again, thanks to Paul Hill's invention. Late
that evening, we arrived in New York.
ln the morning our exploration was begun. The
first familiar faces we saw were those of Helen
Hamilton and Mildred Hendrixson. Both looked
like very prosperous American business women. When
asked as to how the world had treated them since
they had left behind the fair portals of Tech, Helen
replied complacently, "Oh, we're doing business
now with a millionaire." VVe remarked, half en-
viously, that it was not everyone who could make
such a success of her life. Upon inquiring further,
we learned that both girls were selling chewing
gum at Woolworth's. Helen always did have such
a wonderful sense of humor, didn't she. Later on
in the day when we dropped in to trade with her
for some much-needed accessories for the "Fliv,"
she asked if we had seen "Dick" Fox and c'Bob"
Mauk. We were much surprised to hear that both
were in New York. Helen told us that we'd hnd
their shop if we rode up Fifth Avenue.
Sure enough, we found it, a magnificent Modistes'
Shoppe. Upon entering, we spied Dorothy Screes
and Jeannette Harris chatting like magpies. Dorothy
had just stopped in New York on her way to Cleve-
land where she is dean of girls at Western Reserve.
Jeannette had finally accepted a position as the
private secretary of Dick, who is the business head
of the firm. We wish to state, however, that in
spite of all of his burdensome duties, Dick has by
no means lost his elegant and fastidious manners
which are considered, by the fairer sex, "so
'LBob" Mauk, who has earned for himself the
name, "The Ladies Man," designs all the exclusive
gowns for which the Shoppe is noted. Modeling
for Bob are Mary Lois Givens, Catherine Bray,
Grace Avels, and Evelyn Garrett.
Dick was all enthused over a wonderful island
in the South Seas which Lee Newland, the famous
explorer, had recently run across. It seemed that
Lee was not the first to discover the merits of the
island. glohn Nickerson, a professional pearl diver,
carries on a thriving business there. Gladys Mullin
is actively engaged in social service work among the
natives, while Howard McMillan was lately ap-
pointed official dog catcher. There being no dogs
in the vicinity, Tech has willingly agreed to export
all her renowned "Campus Canines" so that Howard
may have suliicient work.
Bidding the Shoppe and its owners farewell, we
rolled up the Avenue, but were soon halted by an
immense crowd which blocked the thoroughfare
from one side to the other. No, fond readers, it
was not an accident, merely Vaughn Gayman, a
Baptist minister, making his daily plea on the corner.
It took the combined efforts of joe Stone, Elmer
Paul, Ivan Pogue, Ray Russell, Martin Barnett,
Kermit Suhre, Hugh Thatcher, Herman Hagemeir,
and James Yeagley, police captains of New York's
force, to break up the crowd.
While riding through Greenwich Village we saw,
in blazing letters of gold, Srlzmiflt tml! Sfhrei15ar'.
Ah, here were more Techitesl Paul regretted that
Clara was out, but declared that business was line
and that he'd bought a new sign for their shop.
When leaving we viewed with interest the three
gold balls, evident signs of prosperity.
From a late edition of the New York Time:
entertainment was secured for the evening, a prize
light between Guy lnman and Norman Thompson.
Guy's manager and sparring partner are Robert
Kuemmich and Donald -lohnston, popularly known
in ringside circles as "Kid" Johnston.
Numbered among Guy's enthusiastic supporters
were Virginia Boyer, the founder of a model kin-
dergarten, Cecil Hayworth and Hugh Dorsey of
the firm of Hayworth and Dorsey, Commercial
Printers, and Anna Doll, owner of a marionet show
playing with great success in New York at the
From this same edition of the Timer the follow-
ing facts were gleaned.
Genevieve Fisher, our illustrious song-writer, is
branching out into the professional world where her
remarkable talent is recognized. Her most touching
composition, "Where, Oh Where Has My Monkey
Gone?" has won much favor among members of the
Organ Grinders' Union.
Louise Fletcher is writing for Coflcge Hmlzor.
William Gillespie, a broker in Wall Street, went
"to the wall," causing many of the "400" to be-
Harold Eviston has a wonderful position as chief
barber to the House of David.
Mary Bastian is in India making a collection of
antique Persian rugs.
Julia Clemens and Ruth Ebner have rnaile a
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fortune on their latest publication, "How to Giggle
for Ten Minutes Without Incurring Serious Injur-
iesf' All New York has been swept by a wave
of giggling because of their new and startling
Naomi Cox is a syndicate writer of children's
George Gardner, pants presser in Joe Foyls Hand
Laundry, remarked in "An Interview with Famous
Men," "What's in a name anyway?"
Others of our class seemingly have hidden them-
selves away in obscure corners of the earth. Of
them we have not found "hide nor hair." There-
fore, with all due respects, we hereby submit this
record to whom it may concern.
Senior Play Committees
Student business manager: John Nickerson.
Assistants: Ollen Bumpas, Vaughn Gayman, Nor-
man Hammer, Shelley Givens, Ralph Keeney,
George Reilly, Lawrence Sawin, Mayburn Land-
graf, Charles Traylor, Robert Ullery, Rush Stewart.
Faculty advisor: llflr. H. H. Anderson.
Properties Committee: James Foley, Ruth Jenkins,
Flora Lieber, Hildred Hudson, Theodore Fox-
worthy, Ellis Stuart.
Faculty advisor: Mr. Chelsea Stewart.
Director: Miss Clara Ryan.
"Nextl" exclaimed a rather cross voice from the
door marked PRWATE. Cold shivers began to play
up and down my spinel lVIy hands were becoming
cold and clammy. Visions of drills and pinchers
floated before my eyesl "Nextl" called that seem-
ingly ogre-like voice once more. I looked around and
saw the accusing eyes of the other sufferers upon me.
They knew I was nextl There was no way outl So,
sufferingly, I complied and entered-the door which
was, as you must have guessed, the dentist's.
Two months later I stood wearily, waiting in
line. My feet had been stepped on so much they
dicln't look at if they were mine. I was wedged in
so tightly I felt like the filling of a sandwich.
"Next?" asked someone in a bored voice, and a
thrill of Joy ran over me. I looked around, and I
saw the envious glances cast toward me. How happy
I felt that I was "next." So I stepped up and
received perfectly wonderful tickets for the senior
Most of the things that are put off until tomor-
row should have been done vesterday.
To Beau Brzwmzel
Haill Beau Brummel, King of Hearts,
Hail, oh glorious Prince of Beauxl
VVe bow before thy gallantries,
Thy triumphs and thy woes
Haill Oh perfect gentleman
In courtly manners schooled,
Thy mandates made the noblest bend,
Thy whims a regent ruled.
A frown from you-a broken heart-
A smile-a fortune made,
As you strolled slowly down the Mall
In fashionls garbs arrayed.
You drained the cup of sacrifice
At true love's own behest,
You cast aside an Empirels power,
But Beau, for that we love you best.
S efzior C ommitzfees
Color: Grace Avels, Helen Noel, Thomas Robin-
son, David Clarke.
Class Day: Vaughn Gayman, Genevieve Quinn,
Helen Hanks, John Little, Paul Carpenter.
Motto: Norman Brinsley, Anne Seidensticker,
Ralph Keeney, Walter Roberts, Mary Mahan.
Finance: Arthur Stevenson, James Foley, Albert
Ogle, Norman Hammer, Arthur Reeder.
Flowers: Katherine Gibson, Jeannette Harris,
Hannah Jane Wolfe, Mamie Williams, Louise
Barbara Bridges, Dorothy Luplow, Lamar Perigo.
Social: Richard Fox, Virginia Seeds, Evelyn
Garrett, Billie Taylor.
Announcement: Charles Traylor, Virginia Lett,
George Cook, Mildred Allen, Irl Smith.
Pin and Ring: Ellis Stuart, Kermit Slack, Mar-
guerite Johnson, Ruth Jenkins.
Gift: Marjorie McElroy, Evelyn Hitz, Robert
Pentecost, Joe Stone, Florence McDonald.
Commencement: Martin Barnett, Eleanor Bosler,
Bonita Heft, Robert Ullery, Elizabeth Bowman.
Picture: Robert Taylor, Norman Babcock, May-
burn Landgraf, Frances Borcherding, Hildred
Constitutional: Thelma Kinnaman, Charles Sol-
tau, Ollen Bumpas.
Day: John Nickerson, Shelley Givens,
'rH1Nc:s woR'rH R1f:MEMBERiNe
Colors: Cathedral blue and salmon
Flowers: Butterfly roses
Motto: Insist on yourself, never imitate.
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Prince of Wales
Simpson . .
Bailill , . .
Bailifl' . . ,
Footman .. ,
Mariana , . .
Mrs. St. Aubyn
Kathleen , .
Duchess of Lemington
,. Robert Taylor
,. 'loc Foy
. . George Cook
, .hlohn Nickerson
, Louise Hodges
In Afkazowledgemefzf of Superfuirion
Stage: Mr. Chelsea Stewart.
lVIusic2 Mr. V. Dillard.
Properties: Mr. jacob -lones.
Business Management: Mr. H. H. Anderson.
Advertising: lVIr. D. C. Park and Mr. Frederick
Costumes of feminine cl1.ir.itters tlesilgnetl by Mrs.
Roberta Warren Stewart.
Costumes made by Miss Pearl Apland's Clothing
III classes under the direction of Nliss Apland and
Draperies made by a group of girls under direc-
tion of Nlrs. Hazel Barrows Silkey.
Dance under the direction of Miss Hazel Abbe-tt.
Make-up: Nlrs. Roberta W'.1rr-n Stewart assisted
by Miss Hardy and Miss Harter.
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An invisible hand draws back the misty-blue cur-
tains of Memory. The stage is set for the actors.
'Tis war time in America-Young America of the
Revolution. Down the dusty highway comes canter-
ing a spirited charger ridden by the gallant colonel-
.lack lirereton. ln his broad sword belt is thrust a tiny
bouquet of roses and honeysuckle, the token of his
loved one, the adorable and charming .lanice
Meredith. Back he hastens to keep his tryst with
her-young love in the springtime-though duty
calls and the ominous cannons of war thunder in the
distance. The first character of our sketch, Jack
Brereton, linglish nobleman, bond servant and aide
of George Washington, the hero of a thousand
adventures, always the perfect beau. He is America's
contribution to the storied gallantry of the world.
Ah! As the impatient horse wheels and prances
before the gate of Greenwood, a slender figure,
garbed in white, slips through the tall yew hedge.
Janice has come, and the curtains fall.
Again the soft draperies lift. Agtzin it is war-
tilne-ccwrtizlze in France in the first feverish days
of the Revolution. For the love of a girl, to revenge
a murdered friend, and for the salvation of his
people, coolly, calmly, and mockingly through the
crowded days of glorious adventure, Andre-Louis
Moreau-fugitive--strolling player-Prince of
Beaux-King of swordsmen, wins fame and happi-
ness with his gleaming rapier.
He is the perfect Scaramouche-born with the
gift of laughter and the sense that the world is
mad-the clown, the buffoon, and the tragic come-
Challenging his godfather with these words,
"You call me mad, Monsieur. Well, perhaps l am,
for I go to seek justice in a world where none exists,"
Andre-Louis leaves to gain that llI1POSSll5lCljllJffz'E
in u ceorlff cchere 110116 exirff.
Again, as Ommes Omnibus, the mouthpiece of the
people, he fires the mob to passion.
Let us leave him to his new-found happiness
with Aline, his betrothed, rescued from the fury
of the mob. The curtain drops as the carriage, bear-
ing them to lands afar, rumbles through the Golden
Gates of Memory and disappears into the hazy past.
The curtain rises for the last time, revealing Il
solitary hgure seated before a flickering fire. 'Tis
Sidney Cartonl Though not a real born beau in all
senses of the word, he is the Beau of all disappointed
lleaux, a true representative of his times. His white
breaches and high boots are spattered with mud, his
scarlet-caped riding coat is flung carelessly over the
back of the chair, and his head rests on his hand
as he sits in an attitude of the deepest meditation.
It is said that in men's lives, near their close, their
childhood days vividly return to them. How bright
his childhood must have been that night-the eve
before the greatest sacrifice a man can make, for
no man than this, that he lay
another." How he must have
"Greater love hath
down his life for
longed to confide in someonel How his heart must
have ached to tell Her for Whose sake he was about
to do this deed, to receive a farewell kiss in pay-
ment for his life.
But there is no one to share his troubles, no one to
whom he might entrust his mad secrets. His head
droops lower and lower as in a dream he seems to see
the morrow, the steps of the Guillotine, and a mob of
the Reign of Terror, infuriated by the blood of its
It is a sad, sad thing that he meditates-yet,
worthwhile if at the price of his own life he pur-
chases another dear to the one he loves-Lucy. The
sacrifice does not seem great, and a feeling of exul-
tation thrills him through and through as he rises
from his chair, strides to the door, gazes for the last
time on the familiar surroundings. Then he is
gone--never to return. For the last time the cur-
tain falls and the plaintive music dies away.
Sli!! are fha though: fo memory dear.-Scoit
THE ARSENAL CANNON
An anxious wrinkle had appeared in Randall's
forehead. lt seemed that he had no clean shirts, in
fact, it was very evident that he had none. How in
the name of thunder could he go out now? With
worried intentness, he desperately paced the floor,
ran his fingers through his unruly hair, and then
started for his father's room. At last, having pro-
cured the object of his search, he painstakingly
donned it. Whewl It was much too big,-but it
was the only available one in the house, so he guessed
he'd have to make the best of it. Do you suppose :Jw
would notice it?
It was much later than he thought-six o'clock, in
fact. He didn't want to be late. Randall hastily
grabbed up his jar of Stacomb, viewed himself
critically in the glass, and then applied the grease
to his hair, slowly and deliberately. A thoughtful
expression came over his face as he surveyed his
completed work. Serenely placid, he gazed at his
benign image with contented surety. Suddenly an-
other wrinkle appeared. My, he'd have to hurryl
He didn't want to be late tonight.
Let's seel He'd already washed, combed his hair,
and shaved, his shirt and his newly-pressed trousers
he had just donned. Oh, yesl a tie-that was it-
where was his tie? Why was it that whenever he
needed a tie he was absolutely unable to find any?
After a prolonged and agonizing search, he succeeded
in locating three: his old red one, a new black one,
and his "Special," No-o, the black one wouldn't do-
he wasn't going to a funeral. Taking up his
"Special," he looked at it, his former pride in the
article slowly changing to disfavor under his critical
observation. Gee, it wasn't anywhere near bright
enough. The red-that was it, he'd wear the red
one. just as Randall had adjusted it to his complete
satisfaction, the clock struck the half-hour. My, he'd
have to hurry,-didn't want to be late.
Strangely enough, after finishing his dressing,
he still lingered. Randall looked at his image once
more, ran his hand slowly over his shining pompador
with a magnificently sweeping gesture, dramatically
cleared his throat, and finally, with one last longing
and soulful glance at the mirror, started downstairs.
Suddenly he swore vehemently under his breath. At
the foot of the stairs his father stood waiting. Why in
the world did his parents always treat him as if he
was a kid? A kid! He knew how to take care of
himself. He wondered what his Dad was smiling
at. Didn't he look all right? A fellow had to
look nice on his hrst date! Randall felt an over-
whelming desire to be out of the house.
"You get home by ten-thirtyln
"Do you hear?"
Randall bolted for the door and escaped. He had
a most extraordinary feeling: it seemed as if his feet
were continually growing, and his body shrinking.
His collar, too, seemed choking him. Scared? Of
course notl Why should he be? Self-consciously
he vainly attempted to swagger down the street. He
had to be at her house by eight o'clocl-t, and it was
now just seven. She lived only four blocks away,
but he was determined to be on time. With shrink-
ing heart, he arrived at the block in which she lived,
stopped at the corner, and finally crossed to the side
of the street opposite her house. Randall walked by
very swiftly, but, as he passed, he looked out of the
corner of his eye across the street. Her home was
darkl Do you suppose her folks could have taken
her some place? With beating heart he walked past
again-this time on her side of the street. How
stupid of himl Of course there was a light, but she
wasn't at the window waiting for himl Could she
have forgotten? With quaking heart he walked by
once more. This time he saw a young man at the
window. A spasm of jealous rage assailed him.
Fickle creature! Could she possibly be going out
with somebody else? He stood directly in front
of her house and looked. To be sure-it was her
Randall looked at his watch, it was eight o'clock.
He didn't want to be late! Ever so slowly he went
up to the door. A faintly suppressed desire came to
him to run away, to hide under the porch, to do
anything to escape. Cold chills played hide-and-
seek up and down his backbone. He felt strangely
distorted, his body was still in its shrunken condi-
tion, and his hands and feet seemed immense
lumps of flabby Hesh. Randall hesitated, breathless,
on the threshold of his first momentous experience
as a man of the world. Then, with a dash of bravado,
he rang the bell. The sound of footsteps nearing the
door threw him into a panic, he jammed his cap on
his head, backed up several steps, and stood panting.
Gasping audibly, he watched the door open and her
father look out at him.
"Been running, Randall?"
"Y-yeah."-Why was her father smiling too?
Entering dazedly, he clutched his hat as a drowning
man clutches at air. He stood, with one hand on
the doorknob, ready to run at the first sight of danger.
Then she appeared. After completing their exit, he
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wondered if he should offer her his arm. Oh, should
he? Fortunately she dismissed an more such di
. Y 5'
turbing thoughts by taking it without his request, Ran-
dall was singularly bewildered. Something was wrong.
What was it? Yes, yes, now he knew, he was on
the inside of the sidewalk. Gee, he wished shell
let loose of his arm so he could correct the mistake.
lVIaybe if he'd give her a jerk-good! it worked
that time. Thank heavens they were near the movie
Swaggering up to the window, Randall handed
in the required money with a flourish worthy of any
young swain, received his tickets, and looked around
for the "woman in the case." She was gone, com-
pletely gone! A feeling of relief overwhelmed him,
then a feeling of dismay swept aside his first reaction.
Frowning anxiously, he looked to the right and left.
She w.isn't anywhere about. She must be gone. He
leaned up against a post. Concentrate-that was it-
he must concentrate! A deep wrinkle appeared
in Randall's forehead as he mentally groped for an
inspiration. The lobby-that was it-she might be
in the lobby. He hurried in the doorway. There
she was, waiting patiently as befitted her sex. A
nonchalant expression flitted over his face as he
crossed to her side. Never, never would he let her
know that he had worried about her.
Casually, and a bit condescendingly, he escorted
her to a seat in the center of the house. QToo many
of his friends were sitting "down front."j He
almost wished he hadn't brought her, he scooted as
far down in his seat as he could, hoping that no one
would notice him. What in the world did he bring
her here for? Everybody he knew came here. Be-
tween directing venomous thoughts at nearby ac-
quaintances and attempting to get as far away from
her as he could, Randall not only succeeded in miss-
ing most of the show, but alsoacquired a hateful
distaste for all "movies" in general. The two hours
of discomfort seemed like two years, and, when
finally the torture ended, he hurriedly led the way
"Wasn't it interesting, Randall?"
"Yeah," He looked down at her. Gosh, she sure
was pretty. He vaguely wondered why he had been
so uncomfortable inside.
"Remember that scene-don't you think-P"
"Pm just wild over the hero."
Randall was beginning to think that the show had
been very interesting indeed. How could he have
missed so many good points? With the exception of
her craze for the hero, he obligingly agreed with
her in every respect.-She just adored men from the
West. They were always so bi-ig, and stro-ong.-
Yeah? He had an uncle out West. He might
even go to visit him this summer.-Didnlt he get all
excited when the villain was lighting the hero?-
He wondered hopefully if she'd notice the scratch on
his cheek, that he'd gotten last week in a fight. As
they neared a street-lamp, he walked slower than his
usual gait, tensely hoping it would catch her eye.
Nope. She didn't notice it.-Oh, well!-He thought
the heroine was rather weak, didn't she?
So engrossed were they in their criticism of the
show that it seemed no time at all before they reach-
ed her home, and by then they had miraculously
discovered that a picture as vitally moving as the
one they had just seen was never meant to be dis-
missed so casually. Only the appearance of her
father in the doorway kept them from totally ex-
hausting the subject. Randall hastily said "good-
night," started home, and was going over the even-
ing's events with proud contentment when a serious-
ly distracting thought crossed his mind. Gee! He'd
have to hurry. He didn't want to be late!
The Song of the Organ
The long dim interior of the church was empty
except for a few stragglers like myself who had
sought its shelter to escape the sweltering noonday
heat. Faintly through the half-opened windows
came the roar and clatter of the busy street outside,
making the cool building seem a haven of rest and
At the far end of the nave stood the massive organ
with its myriads of pipes and keys, silent and majes-
tic in beauty. As I gazed, the organist appeared,
and, unmindful of his audience, began to play.
Obedient to his touch the great organ broke into
its song of joys and triumphs, sorrows and tears. As
soft and tender as a lullaby at twilight, as gentle as
the lapping of little waves among the reeds, as low as
the whispering of a breeze, the melody stole through
the church like the personification of all that meant
peace and harmony. Then the gentle murmuring
changed to sadness, the music was deep and sobbing
as if for grief at the parting of loved ones.
As the music changed again, it seemed to tell of
war-war with its echoing tread of marching men,
the piercing shrill of bugles, the rumble of cannons,
and the din of battles.
Then the resounding paen of victory sung by the
conquering army, the ringing shouts of joy, the peal-
ing of countless bells, deep and vibrant, the shouts
and singing of the welcoming throngs-all faded
into the soft, sweet lullaby as the music died away.
,ws-fb THE ARSENAL CANNON Jig,
Speaking of Maps
When Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer were taking
their marvelous balloon flight, they began to wonder
over what part of the country they were flying.
"We're right Jver Illinois yet. I know by the color.
And you can see for yourself Indiana ain't in sight,"
stated the ignorant Huck with conviction.
"I wonder what's the matter with you, Huck. You
know by the color? H disgustedly demanded Tom.
"Yes, of course I do. It's got everything to do
with it. Illinois is green, Indiana is yellow. You
show me any yellow down here, if you can. No, sir,
"Indiana yellow? Why, what a lic!"
"It ain't no lie. I've seen it on the map, and it's
yellow," triumphed Huck.
Now, I know that Huck had taken the map too
seriously, because I've lived in Indiana all my life
and I know that it's green. But lurking in the back
of my mind is still the idea that "the map can't lie."
I know, from the perusal of Browning, that the
grass is as green in England as it is in our own Hoos-
ier state, but I shall always cling to the map-
makersi idea that Great Britain must be pink, prob-
ably in lovely contrast with the sky blue water which
To me, France is a bluish-purple, and New York
is a small dot on an island. It shall ever be so until
I go to these places and discover that English grass
is green and French earth is brown, or see for myself
that New York has streets much resembling those of
other towns and is not likely to fall off into the bay.
My chagrin was inexprcssible when first I visited
Chicago. I had seen it on a map, a large black spot
on a blue blotch called Lake Michigan, I had heard
my older sister recite it as the second largest city in
the United States-I was too young to do so myself.
The train came tooting up to the outskirts of our
destination, I trembled with excitement. But,
lookiel surely we had been hoaxed. This was just
like Indianapolis! Maybe we had forgotten to get
off, and the train had turned around and gone home.
But why would the rest of the family seem so satis-
tied? Could it be that Chicago was the counter-
part of Indianapolis only ever so much bigger and
more noisy and confusing? Thus I was disillusioned
The world gets its sense of direction from the map.
The North is spoken of as "up" because Canada
and Iceland are at the top of the page of a map.
One speaks of going "down" South merely because,
when the traveler was contemplating his journey, he
traced the lines with his finger toward the bottom
of the page. Really, we all know that it is not neces-
sary to climb toward the heavens to go north, and
the Southern-bound tourist does not fall to the realms
The biggest interest a student of history has in
maps lies in the making of them. To some students,
because they are artistically inclined, the familiar
phrase, "For tomorrow we will draw the map fac-
ing page two hundred and sixty," is a welcome one.
To me it is the abomination and dread of the history
I had heard that outline maps were made and sold
at the bookstore for those of us who could not so
much as draw a straight line. I bought myself a set,
triumphantly I bore it home. Cn the day of the fatal
assignment, I rushed madly home from school and
gathered about me my maps, my paints, my paint rag,
my tiny tin of water, my pencil, my pen, and my
India ink. It was to be a map of modern Europe. I
turned my outline North, East, West, and South,
trying to find my keynote, the boot called Italy. Ahl
there it wasl I was ready to start.
After many hours of laborious appliance, the mul-
titudinous boundaries of modern Europe were in
place. The next step was to paint. France came first,
a delicate bluish-purple. Lovelyl Then Germany,
which had to be yellow. Horrors! France and
Germany, the dearest of enemies, had run together.
My keen eyes perceived on the envelope of the maps
a "Notice,' to the effect that water colors could not
be used with satisfaction on these maps. My inter-
ested onlooker subtly suggested that I use crayons.
I traipscd to the corner drug store, and returned in
post haste with my purchase. Again I resumed my
labor of drawing the boundaries of European coun-
tries. I started to crayon. England was the first
victim, she, of course, had to be a shell pink. The
nearest color resembling pink contained in my crayon
box was brilliant red. I was advised to apply it
and then scrape the territory with a nail-file. This
process gave a pleasing effect. I tried it with all the
colors. It worked very well except with the blue for
the oceans and seas. I was at a loss to know what to
do. My salvation was found in the eraser. This
implement was effective and left a beautiful faint
blue. The coloring was finished.
It was then time to print. But how could I expect
to use ink over the high glaze of crayon? After much
scraping the deed was accomplished, and fine lines
declared Spain to be Spain and Russia to be Russia.
The whole was perfect, I was justly proud of it.
fC'c111t'lzuft'd on pngr' 371
THE ARSENAL CANNON
The Lady Tirate
I may as well confess it now. I am a cynical and
embittered member of the human race. I became
thus at the tender age of nine. I shall remain thus-
until I die. It is all because, notwithstanding various
hopes and self-delusions to the contrary, men and
women do 1101 have an equal chance in life. I know.
I found out some years ago-the result of bitter
Because I had always been more or less of a lonely
child-not finding a true companionship in either
the golden-haired, ladylike little girls or the madcap,
hoydenish "tomboys" of the neighborhood-I was
forced to turn to my inner self-to my thoughts and
imagination and heart-for comfort and happiness.
Gradually, I drifted more and more away from the
into a dream world of my own creation-a most
wonderful land of "let's pretend!"-until, finally,
my own prosaic, little blue-ginghamed self became
nothing more than the visible sign of my existence to
the outside world, while the rea! me-the imifle me
-became bold and dashing and colorful and roman-
material life about me and entered almost
ticl In short, outside I was only a very common-
place little girl, but inside, I was the bravest pirate
that ever sailed the seven seasl
So it was with joy in my heart that I learned,
one sultry summer morning, that a band of small
boys in the immediate vicinity of my home had also
become imbued, according to the time-honored cus-
tom of such creatures, wih the grand and glorious
notion of becoming pirates! As soon as I heard of
the project, I hied myself joyfully to the vacant
lot where the youthful marauders were busily en-
gaged in the construction of a deep, dark pirate-cave.
The boys, with an eye to becoming buccaneers before
evening, immediately put me to work.
For five long, hard hours I toiled and sweated with
the best of them-digging holes, sewing together
makeshift tents, painting thrilling realistic skulls and
crossbones on every available surface, fashioning diz-
zily-colored girdles and airy crepe paper hats, and
finally, spattering everything in sight with scarlet
paint in order to create a bloody atmosphere. At the
end of that time, I felt that I had perspired enough
to earn for myself at least two full-fledged pirate
certificates. But when, after spending my last ten
cents on a gorgeous red and white bandanna handker-
chief and filching the best butcher knife from out
the kitchen, at last I presented myself at the sacred
portals of piratedom, and found myself blocked by a
mocking Fate in the masquerade of impish Charlie
'WVatcha' doin' around here? " he demanded in the
fierce tones befitting the dignity of a pirate chief.
"Ain't nobody never told you this here was private
property? Say, ain't they?" In an instant, the
dreadful premonition of what was to come filled my
soul with an awful fear.
'4Why-why-I-I- ca-came to be a piratel' I cried
out in dulcet tones of trembling terror.
"Aw shucksl Run away!" retorted Fate, now thor-
oughly disgusted. "You can't be a pirate!"
'4Why notfn I demanded.
"Because," quoth he, "there ain't no lady piratesl"
The full realization of his words came to me like
a stunning blow. It was true, what Charlie said-
I was a girl. Some day, notwithstanding the opinions
of the neighbors to the contrary, I would be a lady.
And there weren't any lady pirates!
In vain I pleaded to become a member of the
magic band, but Charlie, although he gazed with
longing eyes upon my butcher knife, was firm. He
went eagerly through the door into the land of hap-
piness and enchantment, excitement and adven-
ture, but because I would some day have to be a lady,
I was left behind.
Even now it hurts a little to smile at the memory
of the long night that followed. Through the
constant and hearty overflow of tears that dimmed
my eyes, I gazed wistfully at the new moon outside
my window. I wondered how it would seem to be a
pirate sailing beneath this very moon somewhere on
a tropic sea. Probably the most glorious thing in the
world, I thought, especially if the ship were one of
those huge, gilded, white-winged ones you saw in
history books, and which reminded you of great
golden birds flying out to meet the end of the world!
Hut then, the pirate ship wouldn't be golden at night.
Oh nol It would be silver-tipped and the sails
phantom white in the moonlight. The deck would
be a mysterious expanse of deep crimson and grey
shadowsl The water, too, would ripple with myriad
tiny silver wavesl A silent ship on a silver seal I
repeated it again, strangely fascinated by the soft,
singing sound of it. Somehow the phrase soothed
me. I chanted it again-over and over-"A silent
ship on a silver seal"
But the ship was coming nearer now, growing
steadily huger and more phantomlike in the light of
the moon. Faintly my intent ears caught the caress-
ing Hswish, swish, swish" of the waves against the
hold, and the weird flapping of the pirate pennants
in the wind. Then the ship seemed to come along-
side of me, and from within the depths of the cabin
came the sound of men's voices raised in a rollicking
tumult of song and unrestrained merrimentl Lusty
basses and foggy tenors singing the pirate song!
"Sixteen men on a dead man's chest!
Yo, ho, ho, and a bottle of rum!"
I knew what manner of men they were that could
sing that song! Huge, brawny, boisterous buccaneers-
their swarthy, lined faces shadowed by the flickering
sputter of candlelight! Men garbed wholly in
scarlet, with long coarse hair surmounted by huge,
black pirate hatsl-Oh, I longed with all my heart
and soul to be one of them-sailing somewhere on
this tropic sea-but, some day I would have to be a
lady! Laflier couldn't be buccaneers. But even
though I now know that I will never be a lady
pirate, I still have one faint gleam of hope. They
say that somewhere there is a land of lost ships-
a sort of Pirates' Paradise, and that the guardian
angel of the spirits of dead buccaneers is called the
Pirate Spirit. My plan is this: When I get to Heaven,
and Saint Peter asks me what kind of a job I want,
I shall apply for the position of Spirit in Pirates'
Paradise. It will be my last chance, yet even now
I know what Saint Peter will say! "No, l'm sorry,
but I can't give you that. You see, there aren't any
lady pirate spirits."
Speaking of Maps-
cCU7Iflf!lllL'li from page 355
I handed it in the following day, eagerly search-
ing the teacher's eye for a glint of appreciation.
Anxiously I awaited the morrow for the return of my
chef d'oeuvre. The time had come. It was within the
clasp of my handl With an effort at casualness I
glanced at the grade. First in red ink I saw the word,
"capitals,', followed by a question mark. Could I
possibly have forgotten them? Evidently. Then to
my eye came the mediocre mark of "B" flaming up
from the product of my industry. Blind rage swept
over me and fllled me with hatred-an excellent
illustration of the degenerating influence of maps.
Youth went tripping down the street,
With satin slippers on her feet.
Youth went laughingly along,
As refreshing as a song.
Soon a jonquil raised its head.
"What is this?" the flower said.
Youth smiled and began to sing,
"Spring is here, you silly thingfu
THE ARSENAL CANNON
The Ifljfll' of Europe
The war of Europe, how could it be
That God should let Humanity
Burst from the ranks with shot and shell
And make that world a natural Hell?
The men were brought from far and near,
No matter who might shed a tear,
To fight, not knowing when the day
VVould come when they must pass away.
In the trenches damp and cold
Crouched men both young and old,
While the Death Angel hovered o'er
To snatch their lives through Ilternity's door.
KIOHN ROBIN, FMA. IVG
Springtime is a little fairy
That comes romping o'er the land,
Splashing, dashing bits of color
From the paint-box in her hand.
Here she drops a green-like blanket,
There a yellow splash she flings,
VVith a streak of blending crimson
As she gaily laughs and sings.
Then she brings the birds awinging
To their homes in woodland bowers,
Whispers to the budding leaflets
As they greet the April showers.
She comes tripping ever joyful
On quivering leaf and bush and tree,
Joins the south wind in a chorus
Fchoing shouts of merriest glee.
HURNXZLL BRONVNQENC. IVG
The I-Iyfmz of the City.
Low, mellow, and hushed,
Covering all human difllculties
With a cloak of unimportance,
The hymn of the city rises triumphant,
Here swelling, there falling,
The Organist feels his giant pedals.
Striving, succeeding, failing,
The union of hearts and minds
Seeking together a common good
Lends the city a soul.
And, when even hush is fallen,
That collective, living soul
Sings the hymn of the city.
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Magazine Iiditors ,
liditor-in-Chict , . , .. . Martin llarnett
lNI.in.iging Editor Ruth jenkins
School Editor- V Virginia St-eds
Reporters , .
Zerelda jenkins, Virginia
, lylaltha Pittenger,
Kielman, Marjorie Holl,
lVlildre,l lleadle, Robert Miller, Leon.ii'd Trent, Dorothy
RORIALI 'VD TAYLOR
General Manager tlitlitorial Statlsj . Marion Miller
Business Manager . , .
Printing Production Manager
Circulation ,, , Thornton llardach, Dorothy Warrick
Typist , . , ,
Scrap Book Recorder..
Stall Photographer .
Cartoonist . .
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Exchanges , , , ,
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Editor-in-Chief , , ., Genevieve Quinn
Managing Editor .. hilary Maharl
School Editor , . Charles Traylor
Copy Readers .. Shelley Givens
, , Anne Seidensticker
.. . . Helen Noel
Sports , ,. . , , ,. ,John Little
Between-the-Lines . , ,. . , .. , . , , , Robert Ryker
, , , Charlotte Derck,
Catherine Bray, Pauline Roehm, George Cook, Mary E,
L'nrtlt's, Virginia Mayo, Leone hloore, Theodore Sedani,
jean Van Wormer, Dorothy Rea
. . Richard Fox
, Cecil Hayworth
.. llcatrice 'lhiylor
, George Thomlinsnn
. Helen Hanks
. Martha Mcl.iughlin
, Katherine Gibson
. ,, , Ella Sengenberger
.. Mr. Frederick Pulley
, Mr. Edward E. Greene
, Mr. Orlmdo O. ,Iny
MARJORIE MC ELROY
The End of the Race
"A guitler newer ccim,
And a 'winner never guitrf'
Nearly a thousand students began a race-a race
which took four years to reach the goal. The first
lap passed and only a few gave up the raceg the
second lap came and went,-others quitg the third
lap was completed and more, not brave enough to
to keep up the struggle, dropped out. Then the
fourth lap drew near with about five hundred and
eleven in the field. Some faltered, some stumbled,
yet all hung on with dogged determination, keeping
their eyes fixed on the goal-graduation. These
were not quittersg these had resolved to wing and
they were triumphant.
Yet another race new and more diflicult awaits
us who are the Winners-one in which we must not
be quitters, for quitters never win. Oh, Seniors, we
are not leaving Tech to quit, to dream, or to driftg
"we have work to do and loads to liftf'
Om' W01'a' of Tfzfmks
We wish to thank the Commercial Art department
which has produced the beautiful illustrations for
the CANNON3 the print shop for its faithful cooper-
ationg the advertising classes for their effective
advertising of the CANNONQ and all the teachers and
students who have contributed to the paper this
,W-R9 THE ARSENAL CA NON CEM,
Ar Others See Ur
Many interesting comments on our school pub-
lication have been found from time to time in the
exchange columns of high school papers in different
sections of the country. Due to the lack of space
in the weekly issues of the CANNON, we have not
printed any of these comments, nor have we pub-
lished any remarks concerning our exchanges. We
believe that the writing of letters to these schools
promotes a friendlier feeling than does the mere
publishing of exchange comments.
The following clippings from other high school
papers will give you an idea of their appreciation of
The School Bell, Big Stone Gap, Virginia: The
ARSENAL CANNON certainly has the right spirit. We
all look forward to the shooting of the CANNON.
The Clipper, Monmoth, Illinois, says: It is a
pleasure to read the ARSENAL CANNON. Your fea-
tures are among the best in our exchange. Another
paper without advertisements.
The Red and Blue. Martinsville, Indiana: If you
want football news, go to the ARSENAL CANNON.
The Courant, Colchester, Illinois: We like your
makeup. You always give so many new ideas for
The Rurhlite, Rushville, Indiana, remarked that
the CANNON is a well organized paper and contains
a great deal of school news.
Tree City Breeze, Greensburg, Indiana: Your
paper, the CANNON, is very neat looking and orig-
inal, we are very much interested in it.
The Reflector, Woburn, Mass.: We like the CAN-
NON very much. lt is interesting from the first page
to the last. We enjoy your articles, sporting section,
and jokes very much.
Shorrriflge Daily Efho: Berceeezz the Liner, the
sport column of the CANNON, is very good.
The Anvil, East Chicago High School, Chicago,
Illinois: Ravel Ravel but for delightful news, very
pleasing style, and modern "snap" reach for the
From the Girls' High School at Louisville comes
the comment: The issue dedicated to the Mothers
The Refl aml Blue of Kokomo said: The ARs1eNA1.
CANNON has some very clever cartoons lately.
The School Spirit, Bosse High School, Evansville,
Indiana, remarked that the Campus Number was
extremely pleasing and very well organized.
At the present time the CANNON exchanges with
high schools of eighteen states: Pennsylvania, Illinois,
Indiana, Nebraska, Minnesota, Florida, Kansas, Ken-
tucky, Oklahoma, West Virginia, Washington,
California, Ohio, Virginia, Iowa, Mississippi, Ala-
bama, and Michigan.
Uzzderelasmzfzfz O pportzwities
To the underclassman, the position of a senior
is far off and indefinite, something unreal-never to
be attained. But eventually that year of school
life arrives without notice, and the person who is
prepared receives the positions of responsibility and
popularity. Tech is a large school with many po-
sitions to be filled. Someone must take the places
of the athletes, the school officers, and the CANNON
staff members, who have been graduated. New
school leaders must be found for the campaigns and
projects that are an integral part of our school.
Every time a freshman class enters the Tech
grounds, it brings with it its officers and its leaders.
These do not know that they are to be such, but
they will be the ones who have made the most of all
Somewhere on Tech's campus is the president for
the next June class. Who is he? No one knows.
But this much is known: he has a strong character,
stands well in his studies, is liked by all who know
him, and is perhaps a good athlete. Anyone who can
fill in for all these qualities will find himself in the
position. Likewise with all the other class offices.
lt is inevitable that these positions must be filled.
Prepare yourself to fill them, underclassmanl
Make friends, make good friends. Study hard, work
toward the scholarship awards. Somebody will win
the faculty and Riley scholarship medals at grad-
uation. The winner is he who will have seen his
opportunity from the beginning of his freshman
year. Underclassman, the future lies ahead. You
can write your own historyl
NVe have dedicated this magazine to one whose
work although not spectacular is that steady, quiet
devotion which has won for her a place in the hearts
of all-Marie Binninger. As one of the original
faculty, she has served in the History department
as a teacher of history and civics-especially as a
promoter of the special experimental. history class.
Before the present tardy system she was associated
with Mr. Richardson in this work. She has taken an
active part and a keen interest in all Tech projects.
The sun goes down as a Chinese bride
With her gold lacquered fans outspread,
The dusk comes up like a dark-robed priest
With tapers for the dead.
There's a smile in the West
And a tear in the Fast,
And a new moon overhead.
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'Prize Ufimeers in the S tate M usic Contest
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Tech Shines in State M uric Coates!
Displaying their usual ability to "get there," the
Boys' Glee Club, the Orchestra, and the Band took
hrst places in the lndiana State Music Contest.
The Girls' Glee Club won second place. This con-
test was held May eighth at Cadle Tabernacle. The
schools winning the other prizes were Shortridge
Girls' Glee Club, first place, Marion Band, second
place, Hammond Orchestra, second place, Craw-
fordsville Mixed Chorus, first place, and Manual
Mixed Chorus, second place. The Tech organi-
zations won three hundred and fifty dollars for
C. M. T. C. Slogan Contest
"Camp Life-Vacation-Better Citizenship," the
slogan of Ruby Allison, a June senior, won the first
prize of 325.00 in a slogan contest conducted by
the Citizens' Military Training Camp during this
semester. Ruby's slogan has been used extensively
in street car and poster advertising for the camp.
All three prizes offered in the contest were won
by Tech seniors, second place being awarded to
Mary Lois Givens whose contribution was "Free
Fun For Fit Fellows." "A Real Place For A Real
Man," submitted by Clark Hayes, was given third
place. Of the six persons who received honorable
mention, Leo Beck, John Hodge Jr., Harold Ortel,
and Dorothy Rudolph are members of our school.
The list of judges was composed of Maxwell
Drake, president of the Advertising Club, Charles
Rush, city librarian, and Morvin Hammel, president
of the Kiwanis Club.
Magic Pofwer of Camzon Oil
"Ladies, gentlemen, friends, we have here an
ointment guaranteed to cure all physical and mental
ailments. Drink one bottle of this lotion and be-
come a champion heavyweight!"-thus Robert
Pebworth, concealed behind a waxed mustache,
discussed the merits of HCANNON OIL.ii
A medicine show? No! But an exceedingly clever
advertising stunt to draw crowds and to give the
CANNON advertisers an opportunity to sell coupons.
The massive "Bill" Babcock represented the physique
which could be procured by the use of the magic oint-
Lewis Hunt, 'kArt" Stevenson, David Clark, and
Robert Pebworth, who paraded the lunch rooms,
alternately impersonating a sandwich man and bear-
ing the sign, "Follow in my footsteps, subscribe for
the CANNON,,, were another part of the original
features of the campaign.
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Tech in the Oratorical Contest
Orinda Mullikan, Tech's representative in the
lnternational Oratorical contest, with her excellent
oration on "The Constitution," placed in the Marion
County contest and took fourth prize in the semi-
finals. Although Orinda failed to win the state
contest, Tech is proud of her and her patriotic spirit
evinced in the impressive last lines of her speech,
"The American people must write this compact, not
with ink upon parchment, but to use Webster's
phrase, 'with letters of living light upon their
heartsl' U T
CO71'UElZfT07I Hcald at Tech
As guests of the CANNON STAFF, the district and
state officers of the lndiana High School Press Asso-
ciation held the Fourth District Convention at Tech
May twenty-first. Representatives from Rushville,
Mooresville, Warren Central, Martinsville, and
Shortridge were present.
After registering at the CANNON office and view-
ing the campus, the guests were welcomed by Mr.
Stuart in room 147. A luncheon was served in the
faculty lunch room.
Principal speakers at the convention were Mr.
Graff, Mr. Earl Mushlitz, Mr. Blackwell, Dr. Sher-
wood, and Mr. D. C. Park.
Warfzifzgtofz Bank Porter Contest
Technical students again won distinction for Tech
and themselves in a poster contest held by the Wash-
ington Bank and Trust Company. Helen Griffith,
a June senior, received third place and a prize of
fifteen dollars for her poster, Elizabeth Dawson,
sixth place, George C. Tomlinson, seventh, and
Mary Virginia Rayne, eighth. Honorable mention
was given to the work of Jack Vestal, Herbert Keene,
Mary Hutsell, and William Robinson. All the prize
winning students are members of Mr. D. C. Park's
advertising classes, all except Mary Hutsell and
William Robinson are in Mr. Polley's commercial
Tech has reason to feel that these honors carry
with them additional merit, the contest was opened to
every person, professionals included, in Marion
County except employees of the Trust Company,
also any person had the privilege to submit as many
designs as he cared.
Tech Wim .Mefzlion
In the student written number of The Sfholartic
for lVlay 15, 1926, Dorothy Reynolds and Iris
Beadle won first prizes for essays, while Virginia
Seeds and Virginia Kielman won honorable mention.
Tech was designated as an honorable mention school.
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H igft Point Cmmon Agents
In order that the competition would be equal, the
number of students in each roll room was not taken
into consideration, but the rating was determined by
per cent in compiling the CANNON agent honor roll.
Maurice Rupert, Estherbelle Ruhsenberger, and
Kempster Ruggles of roll room 241 carried off
hrst honors with 81.82 per cent, Ellis Stuart and
Elizabeth Vollmer of roll room 25, second, with
74.64 per cent, Julia Clemens and Ollen Bumpas of
roll room 4, third, with 74.53 per cent. Fourth place
went to Fred Wuelfing and Louise Wurz of roll
room 240 with 70.37 per cent, iifth, to roll room 1
whose agents, Hildred Hudson and glohn W. Hodge,
had 70.06 per cent. Roll room 173, represented by
Violet Merriman, accounted for sixth place with
65.09 per cent, roll room 58, represented by Richard
Littleton and Doris Linn, seventh, with 64.10 per
cent. Lena Youse of roll room 274, with a total of
60 per cent, received eighth place.
Although much credit may be given those students
who were high point CANNON agents, the senior roll
rooms made a comparatively poor showing. A great
opportunity is offered to the agents of senior roll
rooms because of the fact that these consist of an
unusually large group of students. The CANNON,
one of the largest of school projects, should be
backed by every loyal senior on the campus, since at
least half of the semester magazine is devoted to
Tech in the State Editorial Contest
Over sixty high school papers in Indiana entered
the high school newspaper editorial contest sponsored
by the State Department of Public Instruction and
the Indiana High School Press Association. The con-
test covered a period of ten weeks from January
twenty-fifth to April fifth.
Technical placed first for the week of February
twenty-second with the editorial entitled "Scholar-
ship," written by Dorothy Warrick. Second place
for the week of February the fifteenth was awarded
to another Tech student, Lee White.
Each week the winning editorial was broadcast
from Station WLS, Chicago, managed by the Sears-
Roebuck Company which cooperated with the spon-
sors of the contest.
During the warm spring months our R. O. T. C.
boys are not required to wear the heavy blouses for
company inspections. This change is greatly appre-
ciated by all the boys as a complete uniform is very
uncomfortable on a 90 degree-in-the-shade day.
Perhaps many of you who are subscribers to the
Sfbofasfif noticed the cover of the issue of that mag-
azine published ,Ianuary ninth. The winter scene of
snow and trees, winning hrst national prize for the
student number, was designed by Katherine Hill, a
Tech student, whose drawing was made as a wood
cut instead of the usual etching.
Albert Bergmann and Billie Nail furnished a
picture of John Singer Sargent's flames Whitcomb
Riley" which, used as a cut, graced an article on the
'KBunk," an essay submitted by Vaughn Gayman,
and an article, "Diptheria Antitoxinf' under the
head of f'The Most Unusual Industry in My Dis-
trict," contributed by Marion Miller, January '26,
were prize winners.
On the poetry page, an eight line poem, "Nuit
De Noel," written by Iris Beadle, a member of Mrs.
Campls VIIIC class, was printed.
Five others, Mary Cassell, Iris Beadle, Albert
Bergmann, Billie Nail, and Charlotte Wise, contrib-
uted compositions which rated honorable mention.
Special emphasis should be placed upon the com-
petition for honors of this type due to the fact that
material for the student numbers is gathered from
every corner of the United States.
Student Wim Honorable M ention
Having won first prize in the state of Indiana,
Ronda Jenkins, a post-graduate, received honorable
mention in the International Firestone Essay Con-
test. Her essay was written last spring when she
was a student in Mrs. Lycan's English VIIC class.
The winner of the four year 54,000 scholar-
ship was John Texcira, Kanai High School, Ter-
ritory of Hawaii.
Reading High School, Reading, Massachusettes,
and Marksville High School, Marksville, Louisiana,
were the other schools winning honorable mention.
'cC!ezz1z-up Pfzizzt-up" Contest Afwfzfdr
In the 'LClean-up Paint-up" poster contest, spon-
sored by the Junior Chamber of Commerce of which
Harmon Snoke, a former Tech graduate, is presi-
dent, Technical students again carried off first awards.
Helen Griffith won the first prize of twenty-five
dollars. To advertise this campaign her winning
design was printed and distributed.
Third place was awarded to Penelope Brooks,
while the fourth prize went to George Tomlinson.
Those receiving honorable mention were Virginia
Bayne, Tom Culver, and Katherine Hill.
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H owe Economics Projects
Various projects have been undertaken and com-
pleted successfully by our Tech Bake Shop this
spring. At the Better Homes Institution, conducted
by the Woman's Department Club, March second,
nine hundred cookies, made by the Bake Shop, were
supplied for the exhibition of the Citizens' Gas
Numerous orders for fudge, divinity, penuchi,
sunshine, angel, and pound cakes, Boston brown
bread, nut bread, Parkerhouse rolls, salad dressing,
and cookies have been filled during the semester.
Tech's Clothing department has had a very suc-
cessful semester in all the enterprises it has under-
An outstanding feature was the opening of Tech's
Parisian Style Shop by Mrs. Silkey's dressmaking
class and Miss Buschmann's vocational millinery class
during February. The exhibit displayed latest models
of spring millinery and dressmaking.
The Millinery ll vocational classes have designed
and made for their patrons quite a number of spring
hats. This is a new four period class which is proving
to be very successful.
The dressmaking classes were very active in fol-
lowing the decrees of Dame Fashion for various
patrons from both the faculty and friends of the
school. One problem of interest by Miss McCul-
lough's Vocational ll class was the planning of a
freshman girl's wardrobe for her first year of school.
Dainty bouquets of flowers and jaunty hats have
been part of the course of work done by the Mil-
linery I classes.
As an additional honor to the Home Economics
department, twenty-five girls from the Clothing
classes took part in a style show given Tuesday,
March second, under the auspices of the Woman's
Department Club. These girls wore dresses and hats
they had made, designed to show correct wear for
home work, school wear, and for afternoon parties.
Miss Hadley, head of the Home Economics depart-
ment, gave an illustrated talk on "Home Training
in the High School."
The aim of our Clothing department is to aid
high school girls to make fine distinction in the
selection of clothing and the suitability of the dress
for place and wearer and to learn how to economifie.
Every boy in the R. O. T. C. wears a special Tech
insignia on his uniform: a pin shaped in the form of
a shield, on which are the school seal and the word
Teflz in white on a field of green. One of these
pins is worn on each side of the blouse collar.
Club Active in Projects
The Home Economics Club is proud of the many
outstanding events that have taken place this semester.
One of importance was the annual Mothers' Day
party held in May. Over one hundred mothers,
alumni, teachers, and members were present. The
program was original, and even the corsages and hand-
painted tags which the mothers wore were made by
At a luncheon given by Mr. Stuart in April, the
Home Economics girls acted as waitresses. Under
the leadership of the Welfare Committee chairman,
the club girls undertook the Big Sister movement.
The club made tours, one through the Tech lunch
room, practicing the slogan, See Tech First, and the
other through the Indianapolis Candy factory. These
trips were both interesting and helpful. Instructional
programs were given at the meetings: the process of
making silk flowers, talks on etiquette, and biographies
of famous women in the Home Economics field.
The club held several pep meetings at which they
sang the original club songs which were composed
this semester. An original club poem has been
National Chemistry Essay Contest
Of the two hundred sixty-six essays submitted in
the Indiana section of the National Chemistry Essay
Contest, Elizabeth Davvson's essay, entitled "Chem-
istry in its Relation to the Enrichment of Life," won
a first prize. James Zoercher, also a member of Tech,
received honorable mention.
The provisions of the contest, which was sponsored
by the American Chemical Society, are that the
winners in Indiana, besides receiving twenty dollars
in gold, have the opportunity to compete with other
state winners for the grand scholarship prize. In
addition to this, five Indiana college scholarships for
the first place winners who are able to accept them
have been planned.
Although the History Club has been organized
for only three semesters, it is one of the most firmly
established clubs on the campus. It meets every two
weeks, and the programs, furnished by the club
members, not only concern historical topics but also
present day events of importance. The ofiicers of the
club for this semester are Hildred Hudson, president,
Bonita Heft, vice-president, Mary Alice McCarty,
secretary-treasurer, Mary Egan, sergeant-at-arms, and
Mildred Beadle, attorney-general.
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Memories Dear to rm R. O. T . C. Boy
The sun, weary of the dayls scene of war, had
sunk, the camp fires glowed, here and there the sil-
houettes of the soldiers could be seen moving about. I
lay there in the light of the burning embers lost in
revery-unconscious of those about me. Tomorrow
we were to storm the forts.
One of my buddies had drawn nearer to me-to-
morrow would be his first time in the fray. He was
homesick. Timidly he asked me, "Does your child-
hood seem far away? "
"No, my buddy, it seems as if it were only yester-
day that I was a boy-a boy in the R. O. T. C.
division at Technical. I can well remember how they
pointed to the pictures of my ancestors saying, 'This
is your Uncle, the great statesman, this, the brave sea
captain,' and they never failed to add, 'and some day
your picture will be here. See that you are a man
worthy of your name.'
"Then one day I read those thrilling words of
Colonel Peter E. Traub, 'Young Americansl Help
foster in your home tovm the right kind of public
opinion for military training so that our beloved
country may be prepared to face the future with
confidence in her strength to maintain the right!
My future was determined-l would answer the
ringing call. How proud I was when I first donned
my O. D. outfit and started on my career as a member
of that R. 0. T. C. unit of dear old Tech. We wore
on those suits the Tech buttons, and, Buddy, l have
them here now in my pocketfl I carefully took
out a piece of paper and proudly displayed two gold
pins with a picture of the Arsenal and the word
"Tech" printed in white on a field of green.
"And say, Buddy," I continued, "did you ever
choose some one as your ideal? My ideal was Major
Schroeder, his very carriage seemed to radiate the per-
sonal manliness, the dignity, and the courtesy that are
instilled in a soldier. And oh, Buddy, what a thrill
it was to follow that man!
"But the last year of my R. O. T. C. work will
always be remembered. It was spring, and time for
annual inspection. Line on line we stood before the
whole school, with suits pressed till they nearly
crackled, shoes polished till they shown. What a
wonderful feeling came over me when I heard
Colonel Harris say, 'With the exception of the Pur-
due University unit, Tech has the best drilled organ-
ization l have inspectedf
"We took pictures of each other-we R. O. T. C.
buddies. See?" I exclaimed as I drew a half
dozen snapshots from my treasure pack. "This one
we used to call 'kid' 'cause he was the baby of the
company, this one 'Skinny', that one 'Redf Among
these fellows I formed my best friendships.
"Then I received my commission. l had answered
that ringing call, and now, Buddy, I was ready to
challenge the world with the shout, 'I am a manl' "
Ar zn S pain
VVe entered a well-lighted modern school room.
To our amazement, all the students, tall and short,
were standing at attention while martial music filled
the air. Our guide informed us that the national
air of Spain was being played. Then the pupils
passed to one side of the room.
"Como se llama este pals?" asked the young black
haired profesor, pointing to the map.
"Yo se," piped up a tiny discipulo. "Se llama
Again el profesor asked, "Quien descubrio a
America?" Hands waved violently. "All right,
Pepitof' "Columbus," he fairly shouted. "From
what country did he sail?" the quiet voice again
guestioned. Tumultuously the answer burst from la
Suddenly, in response to these strange words,
"Pasen ustedes a sus asientos ahora," the class passed
out, and our attention was drawn to another group
of discipulos who were evidently learning what two
plus two equaled for su profesor asked, "Cuantos
son dos y dos? " Again the small discipulo responded,
"Dos y dos son cuatrof'
Was this a class of Spanish boys and girls? No,
it was only Tech's Spanish Club holding a mimic
Spanish school on Supreme Day. Walter Osborne
was el profesor.
Mililary Trfzifzifzg Proves Befzejiciczl
Why should every boy who goes to Tech take mili-
Forty minutes of drill each day with a riHe weigh-
ing eight and three-fourths pounds, while not enough
exertion to cause any trouble physically, is enough
to cause the muscles to harden. Doctors advocate open
air and exercise for undernourished or underweight
students. Try military training as a body builder
During that same forty minutes the mind is also
being trained. Quick clear thinking is necessary for
the proper execution of any military formation. An
order is snapped out-it cannot be obeyed by in-
stinct. It takes clear, logical reasoning in the few
seconds between the preparatory command and the
command of execution. Probably in no other course
in high school is it possible to receive this type of
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ARTISIS ADVILIITISIERS PRINTERS
The Demfzgoreflfz Society
"We think such high school effort is one of the
finest movements in our land, and wish every high
school in our United States could have such teamsf,
said Mr. C. H. Scheick, minister of the Lynhurst
Baptist Church, in reference to the speaking programs
given by the Technical High School Demagorean
The program to which he referred was one of the
thirty-five programs presented in the last year by
the Demagorean Society. The members of the soci-
ety appear before church groups and various other
welfare organizations of the communities.
A large number of statements of approval from
professional men and women and other people are on
file in the English office. These commendations indi-
cate that the work has been highly successful.
Some of the program topics are Recfermce, En-
during Tret1.vzn'e.r, Maflcizzg Defiriom, Scif-Cozzfrof,
and Lerrom from Modern Poetry. On several oc-
casions the students have spoken on topics suggested
by the organizations.
The variety in the places before which the groups
have spoken is shown by these examples: The County
Poor Farm, The Coforezz' Orpfztmr' Home, The Irs'-
i7lgf0IZ Prerbyferidn Chllfffl, and The Rozmmlziazz
The A and A+ students in Public Speaking I and
II make the speeches and members of musical organi-
zations and expression classes furnish the music
Nature Lovers' A cconzplirlzmentr
This semester's Nature Study Club has been the
most successful in the history of the organization.
About fifty students have enrolled and participated
in many worthwhile activities. Several interesting
programs on birds and wild flowers have been given
by the members. This club has also taken a great
many pleasurable hikes, two of the most enjoyable
being to Jose-Dale Woods and to Buzzard's Roost.
On these hikes the members have looked for new
wild flowers and birds to add to the calendar which
has been kept by the botany teachers and classes
as well as by members of the club.
During this semester a Tech Nature Preserve has
been established. This means the realization of a
long-looked-forward-to desire of the club. Several
species of birds uncommon to the city have already
been observed in this preserve, and some forty new
species of wild flowers and several new trees have
already been added to those originally in the area.
Botany classes and teachers and members of the
Nature Study Club are responding very loyally in the
effort to make this a real Nature Preserve of which
everybody connected with Tech may well be proud.
'tOh, I can't remember what this queer piece of
a thing is," and "Dear me, I remember that this
was number 174, but I can't remember the poor
fellow's name," were some of the laments heard
from those participating in the contest sponsored
by the Latin Club.
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Unwillingly I dragged myself from the warm
blaze of my campfire and drew the leather straps
tightly across the bulky bundle of fox and beaver
skins which I had trapped in my two weeks of hunt-
ing. I smiled with pride as I hitched Ol' Bear fas I
called my great shaggy brute of a horsej to the sled.
"Not bad," I murmured, "not bad. That pack of furs
will bring me six hundred in Saginaw." I was still
murmuring gleefully as I placed Toby, my cat, in
among the furs. I gave an affectionate pull to his
long hair, a caress to which he responded by attempt-
ing to bite my hand. I gave stupid Ol' Bear a resound-
ing smack across the flanks, and began my twenty mile
journey to Saginaw, the nearest trading post.
It was not more than four o'clock in the morning,
for I could see the little dipper sitting almost ver-
tically ovcr the north horizon. The biting cold made
the big, lustrous stars glitter like things alive. The
moon, which had hidden behind snow clouds for
almost a week, now shed her clear light over the still
white earth, and every spruce and fur stood like a
monster shrouded in black. I had no method of
telling the intensity of the cold, but by the pistol-
like reports of ice breaking the limbs on the trees,
I knew it was at least fifteen below zero. OI' Bear
plodded heroically over the snow.
For over two miles I was contented to go solemnly
along, a worshipper of the inspiring-no, the North
does not inspire a man, it captures him. It holds
him in a trance to which are attached no passions.
It is love, not a fever of admiration. With a start I
was awakened from my dream. I felt with certainty
I had heard a cry. Yes, I heard it again distinctly. I
knew that cry, and I am l1Ot mistaken when I say that
that devilish sound made the bravest of hunters feel
consternation. I stopped the horse with a cruel jerk
on the bit. Iheard the low whine again. A lynx was
on my trail! I
In most cases I would have smiled, for a man with
a rifle is mo-re than a match for any creature. But
like a fool, I had shot my last shell the day before,
and my only defense was to use my gun as a club.
A poor defense it would be against a hundred and
fifty pound cat. I was no coward. A coward
does not choose to Iive twenty miles from nowhere
for two weeks in the grip of a Canadian winter. I
began to recall all of my knowledge of the lynx.
attempting to think of some way to outwit it. My
efforts added only a greater fear. I remembered the
words of caution an old trapper, Tom Watkins, had
uttered the day I left Saginaw. "These devilish
lynx-dirty brutes-not many any more. Meat low
in the hills, an, they'll attack man."
I knew I was in great danger-I or the horse-
for a lynx grows "snow shoes" in the winter, and
this hair on his feet can carry him over the snow
with the speed of a light animal. I could have gone
faster by cutting the straps which held the sled to
the horse, but I was in no mood to lose six hundred
dollars. Breathing between jerks and curses, I pulled
the horse after me at a pace which would soon tell
on us both.
Every minute the soft smothered cry came nearer.
I was sometimes puzzled, for I could hear no growls
or "spits" which the lynx uses in trailing big game.
Nevertheless, it consistently came nearer, in another
quarter of a mile I stopped behind a huge stone
which arose directly out of the plain. Stationed
behind this stone I was out of sight of my trail.
Catching my gun from the furs, I clasped the
barrel and prepared to protect my life by using the
stock as a club. For five minutes I stood thus as the
cry came audibly nearer. Now, from the strength
of the sound I judged it was not more than twenty
yards away. I could feel the cold perspiration on
my forehead. The sound was very close now. I
gripped the barrel tighter and raised it high above
my head. I began to count the yards of its advance-
now five yards-three-and one. With all my
strength I prepared to strike the snarling head that
would in an instant appear around the corner of
refuge. If I could hit the head directly, I could
brain the animal at one blow, if I missed-
Then before me there stood the perpetrator of
that horrible cry, the terror of my journey, the
fiend that pursued me, this threatening death-
only Toby, my cat. LAXVRENCE FUGIT
The Tmjfc Cops WU!! Ge! You
If you want an education,
come to Technical to stay
To learn to read and write
in a very proper way,
To learn to speak or work
in the line you wish to take,
It all depends on you, the grade
that you will make.
If you loiter in the hallways,
if you wander out of line,
If you take forbidden pathways,
at most any certain time,
You are apt to get a scolding
and something else no doubt
For the trafhc cops will get you
if you don't watch out.
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Basketball S ammary
VVhen the net season closed and the Toonerville
reporters got out their old adding machines and
calculated the points and such scored by the Tech
cagers during the past season, it was found that
Boyd Hickman copped the honors, having sunk 89
field goals and 4-8 free throws for a total of 226
Next in line came Maurice Nlassy with 221. This
very warm young forward scored at least two points
for Tech in each game played during the season.
His highest run was against the Valley Mills aggrega-
tion, in which game he checked up 21 points for
Fox Thompson with 112 markers to his credit
stood third, while Arnold Demmary carried off
fourth honors to the tune of 69 points. Earl Grims-
ley got 22, Warren Glunt got 22, Russell Davis
got 25, while WVillard Worth, Arthur Stevenson,
Robert Pebworth, Lawrence Sawin, and William
Babcock each scored points.
On December 5, 1925, the Technical netters
opened one of the most successful net seasons in the
history of the school. With only three men left
from the previous year's varsity combination to use
as a nucleus for his squad, Coach John A. Mueller
molded a team strong enough to take thirteen out
of nineteen scheduled games.
In the nineteen games on Tech's card, the Green
netted a total of 642 points to 588 for the opponents.
In the Indianapolis sectional Tech Won its way to
the finals, defeating three of four teams played
and scoring 117 tallies to 79. Tech also scored
more points in the sectional than did any other team,
Shortridge copping second place with 114 counters.
Tech started the season with a victory over Broad
Ripple, 39 to 19. The superiority of the Green and
White gave Tech a lead throughout the game. Coach
Mueller was able to use the entire squad during the
game so that early season faults might be corrected
before the season advanced.
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MARGUERITE BRADY, I.OL'l5ll LLXVIS, LBTHER BENNI-Q'l"I', MARGARET CATPICAR lx, FR.-XNCI-15 'I UCK,
MAUDE HEISTAND, CORA MAE HASLET, MARY COBB, IRLLNL BURKE
Girls' Team H115 Ezzfuifzble Record
When the call for basketeers was issued at the girls'
gym this last season, about one hundred girls re-
sponded. From this number the directors organized
league teams which played out for the championship.
The Tech regulars have made an exceptionally
fine record in basketball for the past seasons. They
have not been defeated in three years, and for the
past four years they have been city champs. The
Green and White schedules have included the best
teams in the state. Ably coached by the physical
training directors, Miss Hazel Abbett and Mrs. Flo-
rence Cleveland, the regular squad has made an envi-
able record-they have won every game.
The squad is made up of Heistand, Burks, Cath-
cart, and Haslet-forwardsg Brady, Cobb, Bennett,
Pulliam, and lN1iller-centersg Lewis, Tuck, Amick
The majority of the team is graduated this sluneg
next year's team will have to be built around Haslet
and Burks. With the new material coming on, Tech
still has a chance to retain its championship record.
Tecfz Girls" BrIa'kUiz5f7NSC01'e5
Peru ..,. ,.,29., .....19
Lawrence . , . .29 . . . , 16
Manual ...33, ,. ll
Shortridge . . . . 45. . , . 4
lVlanual . . ,. .48 . ,. 9
Shortridge ., ..,39... ...IS
Sheridan .. ...34 ., , , .12
Noblesville , .,., 24- ., ...,19
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Miss Hazel Abbott, assisted by Mrs. Florence
Cleveland, is in charge of the girls' athletics. Girls
have played a prominent part in Tech athletics, win-
ning every basketball game that they played.
Mr. Trueblood, the last of the athletic statf, has
charge of the outdoor physical equipment for the
school. He has also been largely responsible for the
many recent improvements on the athletic held.
THE ARSENAL CANNON
eff great Year 0 Track
With practically an entirely new track team to
construct out of a set of seventy-five candidates,
Coach Black got all cinder aspirants down to inten-
sive training early in the spring.
So scant was the amount of good material on hand
that Black allowed the men to run out-of-doors long
before the winter snows were thawed. Many times
the boys trotted around the track against a driving
snow, working to strengthen their "wind" for the
Seven big meets, including three relay carnivals,
two dual events, the sectional, and the state meet,
were on schedule. Such strong squads as Kokomo,
Manual, Martinsville, South Side, Shortridge, Green-
castle, Elwood, Muncie, Westfield, Connersville,
Greenfield, Bedford, Peru, Rochester, Wabash, and
Frankfort were met by the Green.
The first cut of the season was made on April
fifteenth, the day before the first meet with Fair-
mount on Tech field. ln this meet Black's "Fliers"
scored seven grand slams and counted 80 1-3 points
against 20 2-3.
A week later the Green showed up well in Tech's
first Invitational Relay meet, placing third with 18
points, while Kokomo took first with 23, and Manual
rated second with 22. ln this meet Tech won points
in six out of ten events.
In the first meets of the season Black used as dash
men Rodney Drane, Knoll Kutchback, Walter John-
son, Fred Wuelhng, and George Gisler.
Vaughn Gayman, Kenton Gardner, "Bob" Wal-
den, "Willie" Morris, and Herbert Sears looked
good in the middle distances. Ivan Pogue, "Bob"
Bunce, and "Bob" Maxwell rolled in the points in
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As hurdlers Tech had Tom Robinson, Fox Thomp-
son, and "Ferdie" Cox. "Walt', johnson and
"Billl' Babcock tossed the shot around about forty
feet to take points. ln the broad jump Frank Wam-
sley, Maurice lVlassy, and "Bob" Stewart averaged
over nineteen feet.
Arnold Demmary, Gordon May, and Maurice
Massy were the pole vaulters, Massy, Pahud, and
Rea were the high jumpers.
The half mile relay team was made up of four
men picked from Kutchback, Johnson, Drane, Wuel-
fing, Gisler, Groninger, and Jefferson, while the
men from whom the mile relay team was chosen
were Gayman, Morris, Gardner, Johnson, Waldon,
Gillespie, John Maxwell, and Cook.
Track Scores for 1926
Tech 80 1-3, Fairmount 18 2-3.
Kokomo 23, Manual 22, Tech 18, Shortridge S,
Martinsville 5, Muncie 4, Bedford 3, South Side 2,
Shelbyville l, Connersville 0, Greenfield O, Vin-
cennes 0, lylichigan City O.
Manual 27, Kokomo 24 1-2, Tech 18 1-2, Peru
13, Anderson 9 1-2, Marion 4, Westfield 1 1-2,
Wabash 1, Frankfort 0.
Tech 68, Elwood 27.
Tech 18, Linton 17, Muncie 14, Manual 13,
Montezuma 9, Bellmore 8, Westfield 6, Martinsville
4, Greencastle 4, Auburn 3, Thorntown l, Franklin
1, Brazil 1.
SECTIONAL-Tech 38 4-5, Nlanual 28 4-5,
Shortridge 12, Greenfield 7 4-5, Greenwood 5,
Masonic Home 3, Martinsville 2 4-5, Beech Grove
4-5, Southport 0, Acton 0, Warren Township 0.
THE ARSENAL CANNON
TH F BASEBALL TEAM
Baseball Trzzdifiom U pfzeld
Faced with the proposition of playing and winning
eleven games in the short space of thirty-three days,
the Tech baseball team, coached by john A. Mueller,
took a running jump into its schedule on April
twentieth and defeated the powerful Southport nine,
2 to l.
Coach Mueller cut a squad of eighty boys to fif-
teen shortly before the opening game, it being
his thought to carry a team of that small size for
On the program announced by Manager Gorman
before the start of the season were five foreign games
and seven of the variety that keep the home ticket
The teams played were Southport, Muncie, Green-
held, Shelbyville, Newcastle, Manual, Broad Ripple,
and Noblesville. Tech has long maintained athletic
relations with these seven schools, a fact which ren-
dered all of the games played during the season
The keystone intield-combination which Coach
Mueller developed for the opening games consisted
of "Bob" Adams, first base, Walter Ely, second,
Cecil jordan, short stop, and Paul Balay, third base.
In the outfield Stanfield Krueger, Hugh Myers,
"Bob" Pebworth, and Fox Thompson fought for
positions. All of these men were good hitters, the
one who didnit get in the game usually was allowed
to pinch hit in the final inning.
The three pitchers who flung 'em from the mound
to "Ernie" Rea, catcher, were Everett Jordan,
popularly termed '4Shorty," Loyal Anderson, and
Harry Hager. "Chic" Pahud looked good inearly
season practices as a pitcher, but was striken with
appendicitis shortly before the first game.
The Tech Athletic department consists of fourteen
coaches who in the past have been responsible for the
wonderful athletes turned out at Tech and also for
the fine records of all the Green and White teams.
Mr. Fred Gorman, athletic manager, is at the head of
the athletic department.
Football, the tirst fall sport, is under the super-
vision of Coach john A. Mueller, assisted by Coach
W. E. Chenowethg while Coach Warren Cleveland
has charge of the second team in football.
As soon as the football season was over, Coach
Mueller and Coach William Herbst put the basket-
ball team into shape. Paul Foltz is the coach for the
second team, while R. V. Copple coaches the first
year basket tossers. Coach Mueller's net squad went
to the finals in the local sectional this year, but was
eliminated by Shortridge.
Between basketball and baseball Coach Mueller got
a short rest, but with spring and baseball, he got busy
with the Green and White batmen whom he also
supervises. He has no assistants in this sport, but so
far as the 1926 season has progressed, it seems that
any assistance is unnecessary, since the baseball record
is one list of victories.
Coach Beryl A. Black, assisted by Coach William
Lampert, has charge of the Tech track men. Coach
Black always has produced a good team, and this
year's team seems to be no exception.
Mr. William Herbst and Miss Hazel Howe, who
are in charge of tennis for boys and girls respec-
tively, are planning to complete the plans for the
tennis tournament which had to be dropped last fall
before it was completed.
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The following Friday, December eleventh, the
team journeyed to Newcastle. During the first half,
the game was almost entirely Newcastle, but a rally
in the second half boosted the Tech score so that the
"Trojans" won only by a 6-point lead. Later in the
season Newcastle won its way into the state tourna-
On Saturday, December twelfth, the net squad
met the second defeat of the season when it met the
Greenfield team at the Y. M. C. A. The Green put
up a good fight, but the superior playing of the
Greenfield cagers gave a substantial margin that was
It was after the Crawfordsville game, December
eighteenth, that Coach Mueller said, "Well, the
teamls coming now." Crawfordsville won the game,
41 to 32, but Tech showed better teamwork in that
game than it had displayed in any previous battle.
The Team "Comeau
After suffering three defeats in a row, the Green
and White basket tossers changed their style as Coach
Mueller had prophesied and upset a very hopeful
opponent by a very large score. The opponent was
lV1orton of Richmond and the score was 41 to 27.
From then on the team played with more and more
Elwood came to the Y. M. C. A. December
twenty-sixth to give the Green and White a bitter
fight. Tech "got hot" near the last of the game and
ran up the score to 36 to 24.
Tech won its second city series start by dropping
the speedy Shortridge cagemen, 34 to 30. The
victory was well deserved, but the Green had to
scrap all the route to win.
Not willing to let an opportunity pass to
win four straight games, the Green and White
five fought a close game with Shelbyville into
of 36 to 26.
period, and then won out by a score
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All went well till Green met Red. Manual gave
Tech a big surprise and, after about forty minutes
of a series of smaller surprises, Tech went home
with 20 points, Nlanual carrying 41 to the south
When Valley Mills came to town, the Tech
scorers opened up, just to see what they could do,
and the result was a 45-to-21 victory. The team
wasn't even exerted when the gun popped.
The Nlarion County Champions almost spoiled
the Tech habit of winning when they invited the
team out to University Heights, then piled up an 8-
point lead over the Green. Tech didn't mind, how-
ever, even though it wasn't courteous, but retaliated
with good measure, tying the count. Then Tech
added to its score until the final total was 25 to 22
for the Green.
Tech basketeers made up for all the bad starts
they could have made in the last two years when
they dropped the powerful Lebanon team by an
overwhelming count on January thirtieth. Tech's
offence and defence were wonderful, and the high
point man of other Lebanon games was limited to
but one field goal. The score was 37 to 26.
Skating Pfzrly af Newton
As hosts to the Arsenal court specialists, West
Newton provided a very slippery floor for Tech's
entertainment, but that didn't stop the Green from
scoring consistently. Tech skated through the New-
ton defence to add up 31 points against 21.
Connersville furnished the Tech belt with an-
other scalp February sixth, but put up a strong fight
to keep it. The iirst half was all Tech, but the
Connersville center, Keller, started a rally in the
second half that evened the score. Tech finally won
by two points, Hickman and Massy cinching the
game with close-in shots.
Then the fellows went to lV1uncie. lyfuncie had
a good team and kept out in front most of the
way. A Tech rally came too late and Muncie won
the game, 37 to 29.
A close game with Brownsburg was decided a
Tech victory when Massy, stellar Tech forward,
dashed underneath the Arsenal basket to score just
as the final gun went off, making the count 46 to 45.
Terk 1172115 Victory Brick
Through the courtesy of Vincennes Tech got its
turn at the famous victory brick. The f'Alices" had
copped the brick from Bedford, but Tech's whirl-
wind offence checked up too many points for Vin-
cennes. The final numbers read 32 to 28,Tech ahead.
Being a little tired from the night before, the
Tech five didn't have enough accuracy and speed
to bring the brick back from Bedford. The game
was close, nevertheless, and Bedford was not sure
that the be-ribboned brick was won until the final
whistle was blown.
The final scheduled game carrie and went as did
the hrst, with a victory, although this time it was
won by only one marker. Lack of form in the first
period on the part of Tech gave the Jefferson boys
an advantage which was not overcome until the last
of the fray. A 10-point rally put the Green ahead,
sy-as H THE ARSENAL CANNON :R-9
Tech F inczlist in Secfiomzl
Technical ran roughshod over Broad Ripple, New
Augusta, and Beech Grove to play in the last round
of the Indianapolis sectional. Broad Ripple put up
a plucky fight in the opening round, but fell, 28
The Green swamped New Augusta in the second
round of play, winning by a 40-to-13 score, and in
the afternoon semi-finals romped away with Beech
Grove, 33 to 21. In the upper brackets Shortridge
defeated Southport and then upset Manual, 21 to 19.
Before a great crowd, Shortridge again booted
the dope to the clouds and won its way into the re-
gional by handing the Green and VVhite a 25-to-I6
setback. Tech fought to the limit but could not
pierce the Blue and VVhite defence, and was forced
to make many long shots. ln this game Hickman
played the most brilliantly of his Tech career,
marking up ten points on held goals and two on free
2. Ji " iii -QY'4ss
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Gardner and Sears
Pull in their ears,
Conquer all fears,
Shift their gears,
When the tape nears,
The Maxwell brothers are trackmen bold,
The way they step would knock you cold.
Arnold Demmary says that the only reason that
no Tech athlete ever pole vaulted over eleven feet is
that no one could ever go high enough.
Kutchback runs, and so does Drane
NVith all his might and all his main.
Recently, a new sport has been introduced at Tech
under the direction of Mr. Albert Lagemann. This
sport, golf, is proving very popular with the students,
a tournament has been arranged to pick a team to
represent the school on the state fairways.
Babcock heaves and heaves
To throw away twelve pounds.
The brass shot leaves and leaves-
Forty feet far in grounds.
A swimming team, coached by Paul Foltz who is
also physical training director, was recently organized
and won second place in the state meet at Columbus.
Mr. Copple showed the boys how to do it at the
Tech Relays when he took a row of live hurdles
feet lirst. He didn't miss one, either.
VVuelting, Drane, and Kutchback
Are sprinters of much track experience.
Note: This is not poetry-it's fact-ry.
'WVillie" Nlorris says that the best track record he
ever made was turned in in mid-winter. He left
his public speaking class at 9:45 A. M. and arrived
at his third period class at 9:44. Morris, of course, is
casting no reflections on Tech clocks.
The mile relay team, VValdon, Gayman, lVIorris,
and johnson, set a new track record at the Kokomo
Relays, Zipping around the Kokomo cinder path in
three minutes and fifty seconds.
The Kokomo track is one of the slowest in the
state and this mark is exceedingly good.
Letters mean little in the alphabet,
But letters mean honors that athletes get.
Ivan Pogue declares that the last four laps of the
mile are the hardest. Four laps on Tech's track make a
Two of the first three games of the season had to
be cancelled because of rain.
Johnson can hurdle and put the shot,
Dash and run distance--he's plenty hotl
"First Call for the 44O," sang Harry Hager when
Tech went on one of its batting manias in the second
We read in The Illirror that a railroad trains to
get into condition for track. We know-that's a
Gardner, Krueger, Pebworth and lylyers
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Are uftelding fiends"-and we're not liarsl
Remember the way Boyd Hickman sunk 'em in
the finals of the sectional basketball tourney? They
were great, those boys, and a better team than many
Let's see-the squad roster ran like this-Boyd
Hickman, Maurice Massy, Earl Grimsley, forwards,
Fox Thompson and YVillard VVorth, centers, and
Russell Davis and VVarren Glunt, guards.
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THE ARSENAL CANNON
Wbal'5 In a Name?
ff " John: I can't Iindla single clam in this chowder.
What became of your watch, my boyf
"Here it is, father."
"W'hatl The watch I gave you had a gold case,
and this is silver."
"Yes, but, father, you must remember, circum-
stances alter cases." ...H
Force of Habit
Passenger Qformerly telephone girlj: Porter, why
didn't you call me as I told you?
Sleeping-Car Porter: Ah did, lady. Ah sho, did.
Ah sade, "Seben-thirty, 1na'am,', and you safle,
"Linels busy." .H
Again the Search
He: Dear, I don't think I'll be home for dinner
She: No? What will I do?
He: If I change my mind, I'1l call you on the
phone at six, but don't answer, then I'll get my
nickel back. .1
Poet: I propose to publish my poems under the
name of John Smith.
Candid Friend: Well, I don't think that's playing
Poet: Why not?
Candid Friend: lust think of the thousands of
innocent men who will be suspected.
"lVIary, didnlt I tell you to hang out the rug and
beat it? Here you have been gone two whole hours.
Where have you been, anyway?"
"Yes, ma'am, you told me to hang the rug on the
line, then beat it, and I did."
The Fair Sex
"It must be three years since I saw you last. I
hardly knew you-you've aged so.'l
"Reallyl Well, I wouldn't have known you except
for that dress." H.
An African snake is said to break the eggs it Cats
when they are halfway down its throat. Snakes have
more faith than we have.-Pmzfff.
fast as Barif
Phil: If Diogenes were alive today, do you sup-
pose he'd have any better luck?
Osopher: Hardly. I-Ie'd probably be wasting his
time looking for parking space for his flivverl
Jim: That's nothing! You might just as well
try to locate a set of wicker furniture in your cottage
The Scotch have discontinued wearing rubber
heels-they give too easily.
Lecturer: I have sold over 1,000 cases of this
medicine and have never had one complaint. What
does that prove?
Voice: That dead men tell no tales.
A boy said his father was smarter than George
"What, your father smarter than George Wash-
"Yes, Dad is. just yesterday I told my Father
I had been fishing and he said he knew better and
gave me a licking. Now George Washington could
not tell a lie, but my Father can tell a lie every
time-you can't fool himl" I
Visitor: This isn't a dwarf. He's over five feet
Showman: That's the wonderful thing about him.
He's the tallest dwarf in the world.
'CA Famous educator says everybody ought to read
a little poetryievery dayf'
"I agree with him. If more people would read
poetry every day, perhaps there wouldn't be so many
trying to write it." H.
A young Swede appeared at the county judge's
office and asked for a license.
"VVhat kind of a licensefv asked the judge, "a
hunting license? "
"No,'l was the answer, "Ay tank Ay bane hunting
long enough. Ay want a marriage license."
Heir No! Blind Eiflzer
"Have you ever read Twenty Thousand Leagues
Under the Sea?"
'fNope. Farthest I've ever been under was eight
feet, and I couldn't see to read theref'
'fHave you forgotten that live dollars you owe
IK ' , ' 37
Not yet, gne me time.
,W-Aa, THE ARSENAL CANNON C59
"Madame," said the dignified gentleman, "your
dog bit me on the ankle."
"He did?" cried the lady. "Oh, I must send for
'fOh, I assure you it 1sn't as bad as-"
person he's bitten today,"
"Youlre the third
broke in the lady. "I just know he isn't feeling
well." -Legion I1"eeHy.
Lawyer: You say you can bring witnesses to swear
they were with you in a rowboat at the time the
burglary was committed?
Accused: Look 'ereg I can bring as many as the
boat'll hold! -Lomfofz Hzfworirf.
Hero fexcitedlyj: A horse! a horse! My kingdom
for a horse!
Voice from the gallery: Will a donkey do?
Hero: Certainly, Ilm much obliged, walk straight
Tom: Do you understand what is meant by an
"irony of life?"
Jerry: Certainly. That happens when a man
turns his ankle on the last piece of coal in his cellar!
Maid: I have let the vacant room to a film actor.
Mistress: Is he good looking?
Mistress: Then move the mat from the front of
the mirror. I don't want it worn out.
"Mayn't I be a preacher when I grow up?" asked
the small boy.
"Of course you may, my pet, if you want to,"
his mother replied.
"Yes, I do. I s'pose I've got to go to church all
my life, anyway, and it's a good deal harder to sit
still than to stand up and holler."-Boyfafzrl.
Student: What makes the radio squeal so, profes-
Prof. Peavy: Well, Denver, if you must know,
what you call squeals are really the self-oscillations
of the thermionic valves brought about by altering
the potentials of the high and low tension batteries
and varying relations of the capacitative and induc-
tive quantities of the receiver.
Frenchman fafter listening to cabaret SiHgCI'DI
Marvelous, mademoiselle, marvelous. I will make
of you a diva.
Cabaret Singer: But listen, old bean, I can't swim.
The Alain Question
Dentist Qextracting teethj: Don't worry, sonny,
some more teeth will grow in.
Excited Boy: Yes, but will they be in time for din-
Tfzelz Celzlral Hllllg Up
"Hello, Central! Would you kindly suggest what
number I might call to get 921-Rf"
As Mtiry and her mother entered the elevated
train, there was a man sitting there with a large
clock across his knees.
Mary looked at him hard, then turned to her
mother and said, "lVIother, wouldn't you think he
would buy himself a watch!"
Mrs. Spriggs: Do you need any shoes!
Mrs. Briggs: No.
Mrs. Spriggs: Neither do I. Let's go into this
shoe store and rest while they try some on us.-Life.
Sam: Why, slim, don't you even know the king's
-lim: Well, if he ain't, he ought to be.
"Madam," said the doctor, "I shall have to paint
'our uswan s roa wi ni ra e oi si ver.'
"Please use nitrate of gold, doctor," exclaimed
Mrs. Moneybags, "the expense is quite immaterial."
- izzois 'es e 'azz . 1' us.
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"One never repents of having eaten too little.',
-Thomas Jfjferfou. But one sometimes regrets the
lack of capacity.
Magistrate: The ollicer says you were going forty
miles an hour.
Suburbanite: I was, your honor. I had just re-
ceived word from an employment agency that they
had found a cook for me who was sure to stay at
least two months.
Magistrate Qwho lives in the countryj: Officer,
give this gentleman my machine. It does sixty.
Whenever you think that you are very busy, just
think of a giraffe up to his neck in work.
Up in Watertown the other day one of the "test"
questions in a class at school was, "What is Mars?
One of the answers was, "Mars is the scratches you
get on the parlor furniture."-New York Suu.
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And the Garage, too Inspiration
First Boy fas he shows his friend over the housej:
See that picture there? lt's hand-painted.
Second Boy: Well, what
about it? So's our
Mother: You are at the foot of the spelling class
again, are you.
Mother: How did it happen?
Boy: Got too many Z's in scissors.
Lost--A baby pig by a farmer with a shrill squeal.
The conjurer was producing eggs from a top hat.
He addressed a boy in the front row.
"Your mother can't get eggs without hens, can
she?" he asked.
"Oh, yes," said the boy.
"How's that?" asked the conjurer.
"She keeps ducks," answered the boy.
Husband: This tomato soup tastes just like that
my mother used to make.
Wife: l'm glad to hear it.
before that anything of mine
mother's. She was a fine cook,
Husband: Yes. There was
couldn't make properly.
Wife: What was that?
Husband: Tomato soup.
You have never said
was as good as your
only one thing she
"Hey, youl Whacha in such a hurry for?"
"Goin' tuh work."
"Well, whnt's de rush?"
"Got 4,0110 men under me, an l gotta get to
"lVI.1n, you got some -iob. Where do you workfn
4'l'se night watchinan in a cemetery."
An important young man of Quebec
Had to welcome the Duchess of Teck.
So he bought for a dollar
A Very high collar
To save himself washing his neck.
- -J. H. Pitman.
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"Ben Seflefw' of 1950
"Causes and Effects of Driving on the Left Side
of the Street" . , . .,.. by Mr. Chenoweth
"Perplexities of Politics" or f'Why Students Fail"
"The Eternal Smile", . ,.,..... Caroline Miller
"Art for Art's Sake" .,.,.,...... Art Stevenson
UFords and Other Parts of Carsn .... Tom Culver
'Shylocks, Curly Locks, and Yale Locks",Miss Neal
Bert permmzl f07lf7'ibl1fBff by Elizabeth Dawson,
R. R. 4. S
Mary' Heaton thinks Ma Jongg is somebody's
Wilmer Cox broke his Schaefer "lifetime" foun-
tain pen, and now he thinks he has to die.-Co11fri-
burn! by Otto Brerhf, R. R. -17.
Margaret Guy heads an English theme "My
Ought To Be Ographyw and wonders why the teacher
laughs.-Cwzfribufed by flrfbie Fi:'et'o.zf5, R. R. I7.
"Brad" Shank says that you have to know your
oil to work in a gasoline station.-Cozzlribufefi by lr!
Smilb, R. R. 25.
Prize winning bright crack at baseball game, 'fHey,
Ump, eat some yeast and rise to the occasion."-Com
fribufeff by Kevlpffei' Rzzggfer, R. R. 241.
"Bob" Curry was arrested last night for carrying
concealed weapons. He was found with a CANNoN
in his pocket.
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Disfozierefl by Riflzard Layton
Menagerie Owners, Attention! Expert animal
trainer wants work. Especially with lions.-Daniel.
Take a course in loneliness. For further particu-
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For Sale:-Good horse, tive new shoes, and other
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For Sale:-Good Presidency-cheap.
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Anyone wishing entire groups of people demol-
ished should see meat once.-Siftirzg Buff.
The new charwoman had just arrived, and the em-
ployer had been giving her a few instructions.
"Now, Mrs. Bebb," she concluded, "please re-
member that I am a woman of few words. lf l
beckon with my hand that means 'Comef "
"That'll suit me fine," answered Mrs. Bebb, "for
I'm a vioman of few words as well. If I shakes
my head, then you'll know it means 'Nothin' doin'. "
Doctor: But, surely, my dear good man, you
weren't so mad as to look for escaping gas with a
Patient: Well, doctor, it was a safety matchl
Wanted-A boy to drive a Ford with a knowl-
"ls this a jungle scene?" asked the slightly un-
certain individual at a movie. "No," replied his
friend. "You are looking at the picture through
the foliage on a woman's hat."
--University of Iowa Frirfof.
First Boy: My father has been everywhere.
Second Boy: Was he ever in Heaven?
First Boy: No, but he has been everywhere that
the population exceeds five thousand.
Customer: So the material in this suit is the latest
fashion? Will it fade in the sun?
Tailor: No, indeed. It has been in the window
two years, and you can see how well it looks yet.
-:Kansas City Star.
Prof.: Frankly, madam, your son lacks brains.
Mrs. Nooritch: Get them for him immediately,
then send the bill to me. Nothing shall stand in the
way of my Archie's education.
"Thank you so much for your song, my dearf'
said a well-meaning old lady to a young singer
at an 'LAI Homefl Ult took me back to my child-
hood days on my father's farm. When I shut my
eyes and listened to your singing, l seemed to hear
the dear old gate creaking in the wind."
f'I've been corresponding for a year with a girl
l've never seen. Today she sent me her picture. lt,s
awful. How on earth will l ever get rid of her?"
"Well, you can send her one of your picturesf'
.M -Brocwz Jug.
The old gentleman met the ground with a thud.
A small boy who was watching burst into tears.
L'Don't cry, little man," said the old gentleman,
"l'm not hurt very much!"
"No,,' whimpered the youngster, 'ibut it was my
edge of plumbing fittings. banana you slipped onl"
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