Arsenal Technical High School - Arsenal Cannon Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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This class-our class of 'Z6-- Shall win though the way be longg We'll light the light with will and right And greet life with a song. page I'ZL'c'71ly fx. , f'f4,1:f. Q, ff' ' Q,-, .W Tv - ' , M fits 55 .r -ff 5.4, Q M ' 4: . 6 . A 921, ,bn a- cl v 'gf .jf A .T Rulh l'lill9i' Lu ui-ence Rid leg Y ,, 1 xr V1 .f li .. g F . T. ' 1?":.,m ' i ,af l sq 'sh '. 5- is 'i l Q-f - M , fe. 1. ,-ff. 0 ' A j fi -7:21,-T555 , John Van Arsdvll O 111' Flerfmge Life gives us the marble of destiny, The chisel and tools of Fate, And bids us carve from the shapeless SIOIIC The course that our way must take. Our words, our deeds are tools that CLIFVC 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. 'N THE ARSENAL CANNON We J-if" 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- ments. 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 scholastic standing. 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, 19-14. 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 semester. However, by the middle of February we again began to distinguish ourselves in various branches of student activity. 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 page twenty-one THE ARSENAL CANNON '32 -Jin 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 city honors. 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 success. 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 page zu-amy-rua 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 obligations. 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 Cadle Tabernacle. 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 'fits 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 beliefs. 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- worth. 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 THE ARSENAL CANNON connection with the Tech-South Side CFort Waynej football game. 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 QCZJJJ Poemj 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 RUTH JENKINS page lwfvzty-thrvc' CEU 'ie A THEARSENAL CANNON 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. page twenty-four 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 following seniors. 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 stop it.j -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 Jif' 'dike 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 Thomas Worthington. 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 Georgianna Brown. 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 Carroll. 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 the name. 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 THE ARSENAL CANNON 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 positions. 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 Katherine's expectations. 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- out crowding. 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 page twenty-f-ve Jig THE ARSENAL CixNNoN 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 John Derbyshire. 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 minds, however. Virginia Seed's manner of being a perfect lady both on and off stage are given, if possible, to Iailizabeth Carr. 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: GRACE Ayers VAUGHN GAYMAN page Iszwnly-six Tree Day Exerciser fum: Senior Clary-.-I pril 16, 1926 Song-Morning Invitation . e , Our Indiana Trees . . . Senior Group e . john Nickerson Salute to the Trees ..,.,. .... R ichard Fox Song-This is Arbor Day Presentation of Trees . . ,.,,,..JoeFoy WValter Johnson , Mr. Stuart , . . Senior Class Response ...., ,..,. The Planting Song , . " X IR, SIC NIUR TRE Ii D.-XY fzme '26 Class Song I. 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, and true, But now comes the sad time-to bid you adieu. II. 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 best, Fair Tech, we will laud you above all the rest. CHoRUs 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. GENEVIEVE Flsrthn W-fb THE ARSENAL CANNON .HM 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 ingenious scheme. "Art" Stevenson was every inch the bold man who attempted to kidnap unsuspecting Mary jo from her dear old grandfather and grandmother, Roy Miller page Ircerzty- 'even TH A S N L ,Eb E R E A CANNON egg 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 Dancing. 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 page fzevnly-eight 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 us. 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 whose manager. 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 present day. 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 'W-it, THEARSENAL CANNON 5 really due to the wonderful course which Tech offered them. 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 Opera Co.? 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 charmingf, '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 present time. 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- come panic-stricken. 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 page lwenly-nine THE ARSENAL CANNON WH. Ji-iff' 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 statements. Naomi Cox is a syndicate writer of children's bed-time stories. 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. JOHN LITTLE MARJORIE MCELROY 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. N ext! "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 class play. Most of the things that are put off until tomor- row should have been done vesterday. page lllflfy 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. MARY MAHAN 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 Hodges. Tree 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 Siefert. 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. sie 'rHE,xRsEN,xI,cANNoN 59 I oooooooooooonooooooooonionooosmilienuoooonoooooooooooog- : l ' l - . . , 0. . 3 : I o 2 ' 3 if g 3 Q so o :Q 3 2 2 ol 0 2 M 2 , o O ' S 0 -OOOOOOOOOOOOOOUQCQOQQOooo0000000000oooonooooooooooooooo. Beau Brmzzmel Cfzsf Beau Hrummel Prince of Wales Reginald . Mortimer Oliver Vincent Lord Manly Mr. Abrahams Simpson . . Bailill , . . Bailifl' . . , Richard Sheridan Footman .. , Mariana , . . Mrs. St. Aubyn Kathleen , . Duchess of Lemington Lady Farthingale rlllie lnllltlldtlf' Richard Fox 'lack Nlerriam Robert Mauk ,. Robert Taylor ,. 'loc Foy Norman Hammer Harry Klezmer Dan McLaren . . George Cook Robert Smith blames Foley , .hlohn Nickerson , Louise Hodges Virginia Seeds ,lVIamie Williams Genevieve Quinn Dorothy Altschuh -leannette Palmer 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 Polley. 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 Mrs. Stewart. 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. lcoooooooooooooooooooooooooovoqoooooosoooeooooossooooooom 0 eeeeeeee 0 o o 0 0 0 o' 0 o 0 o o o 0 0 o 0 Q 0 0 o 0 o 0 - o s- 0 o o 0 .0 o 0 o so o,- .os o- , 0 -ooooooooooooonnoooloooooooaqoaaooaoooooeooogoooooooooouom fulxgw Ni 'iffy-n 1 zferafura P1 v.-Tal. rbqnr 7-2 CDE 4r,Y-w. The Beczux 0 Yesterdtzy A!! fha cciorfffr az .rfage.-S'h.1A-erpeaw. 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- dian. 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. page lhirly-fron 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 countless victims. 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 'fits Ji' J Romeo 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. in Making "You get home by ten-thirtyln No answer! "Do you hear?" "Yes, sirl" 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 older brother! 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 page lhirty-llzrfe ,m THE ARSENAL CANNON 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 house. 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 out. P "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" "Yeah!" "Pm just wild over the hero." "Yeah? D 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 pagf' lbirty-funr 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! Dokorriv WARPJCK 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 quiet. 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. MARY MAHAN Jfiw ,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, it's greenl' "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 surrounds it. 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 by travel! 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 below. 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 period. 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 page thirty-jpg 'Rs 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 experience. 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 wholly 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 Stevens. page lfzirry-six '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 CFB' WH,- 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." Ims BEADLE i. 1 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. XIIRGINIA SEEDS i1lLl- Spring 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 EDNVIN lVIUssELMANN 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 Spring 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, As if-half-uncertain- 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. VAUGHN GAYMAN page zlzirly-seven Jig 1, ED gf- f O if If 'U t i f - it s '-if.. Ai x. 6 . ' , 1 3 ei - O . P+" Vi titll Unis J : 1 -six . G ,Q .3-'t xx is? . fi , Magazine Iiditors , Nl'."Xl"l? l liditor-in-Chict , . , .. . Martin llarnett lNI.in.iging Editor Ruth jenkins School Editor- V Virginia St-eds 7 Copy Readers Features , Literature Sports . Ht-tv,een-the-Lines Reporters , . Zerelda jenkins, Virginia Naughn Gayman Virginia Lett Norman Brinsley Miriam Schad john Little Robert Ryker , lylaltha Pittenger, Kielman, Marjorie Holl, lVlildre,l lleadle, Robert Miller, Leon.ii'd Trent, Dorothy Altschuh. 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 . . Secretary EX-lftlifflr Stall' l. , Exchanges , , , , ADVISORS Spifnsor Art ,,,. Business . Printing ROS,XI,INlJ rl',xY1,oR ,xxn lVlARxTfJRllf lVlcFi,Rov ST.-Xl-'lf ll Editor-in-Chief , , ., Genevieve Quinn Managing Editor .. hilary Maharl School Editor , . Charles Traylor Copy Readers .. Shelley Givens Elizabeth Carr , , Anne Seidensticker .. . . Helen Noel Features Literature 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 Reporters . . Richard Fox , Cecil Hayworth Dorothy Rudolph .. llcatrice 'lhiylor , George Thomlinsnn Arthur Stevenson . 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. page thirly-vigil! 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' ROSALIND TAYLOR 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 semester. N ,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 CANNON. 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 articles. 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 ARSENAL CANNON. From the Girls' High School at Louisville comes the comment: The issue dedicated to the Mothers was lovely. 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 their opportunities. 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 Om' DCdlL'lIflOll 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. Evening 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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'if -,' tl wgffk T 'f "ox 1 0' ' 'N THE ARSENAL CANNON 'Prize Ufimeers in the S tate M usic Contest CIRL CIEL CILB page fo fty-Iwo CONCERT BAND TI-I A S ,W-it, E R ENAL CANNON gl 'Prize Wi72Hc'TS in the State Music' Contest nzws' CQLEE CLUB SENIOR ORCHESTRA Pdgfyf THEA SENAL ANN N ,W R C O jg-to JUN1oR BAND page forly-fum JUNIOR ORCHESTRA W-Eb THE ARSENAL CANNON -KM CHORAI, SOCIETY V 1 , f 5 I f 'w LATIN CLUB pugu forty THE ARSENAL CANNON 'Fits Jie' 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 Tech. 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- ment. 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. pagf fo fly-.fix 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 art classes. 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. THEA SENAL ANN 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 senior news. 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. 'cSefzol1z.vticD Ho1zo1's 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 Hoosier poet. '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. page fo fly-.veven H S ' , W-A T EAR ENAI CANNON jig, . 4 BRASS 0C'I'IL'l"I'hl if 0- .. S M4-M-L V K If ,. : M ATH CLUB page fo fly-night it EARSENAL CANNON EM A R. U. I. C. 01"l"lCIiRS I 'ns HISTORY I V - I - i . .J THE ARSENAL CANNON J? CEM fix. v 'N HOME ECONOMICS CLUB w'5f'2 P11311 Jiffy CHEMISTRY CLUB as THE ARSENAL CANNON CHQ, n 'SG NATURE STUDY CLUB xc' ,Q 11' ...u L5 J. . J nj ' .TA SPANISH CLUB page jffly-one in ,Zh THE ARSENAL CANNON ,is 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 Company. 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- taken. 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. page fifty-two 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 the girls. 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 adopted. 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. History C1116 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. A SENAL CANNON ,aj THE R CK-U 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 Espana." 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 clase-"From Espana." 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- tary training? 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 next semester. 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 valuable training. page fifty-three THE ARSENAL CANNON N if Q DE M ACOREAN5 2! 4 f , , . x- 1? . f f , . , ' as :L i 3 1 an :wish . Pdgf iffy-fvw HOME ILCONKJMICS EXHIBIT is THE ARSENAL CANNON Q59 .1 , 4 . Hwikwguw PHYSICAL TRAINING CLUB SENIOR BAND Page iffy-19 N? THE ARSENAL CANNON Fig Czzmzozz Smjf I-Ielperr O U C O 0 0 U O O C 0 I O I O I Q O 0 O I 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 Society. 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 Baptirt Cfzurflz. 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 and readings. page jifly-six 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. . S N .W-an THE AR ENAL CA NON Jaw The Cry 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. page jffiy-scorn page fifly-eight NN? 'N l'., 4 i ik V1 1 s 63. 45? , :M .N ' ,Wk E 'Qv 'f 'X Lx F R FI X H 171 H mm-1 .' Q 652 Ljmf ' w r, , w, W Ex Y W W5 Nk'31TAi,f si f L 1 g 1+Pff?f1 '!l Q 1 , X 'P l in X f " -fx i,.Akx f :Wy , x g Q5 W Y W ' H 'L'ff V X f vi als' v' KP 14 I O 023 16 W2 '24 , fx 'V H ,W-ik T EARSENAL CANNON g! ahora A -Jw mar asf, ' b yell in atc: 'if 'FWF COACH MUELLER, DAVIS, GLUNT, T1ioMPsoN, XVORTH, MANAGER GORMAN, ULLERY, HICKMAN, DEM MARY, MASSY 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 POIIIIS. . 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 Tech. 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. page sixly 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. ffftfzztinuefi on page 643 H A s W-an T E R ENAL CANNON Ji-Q 4 v . . ..,... , , 1 ,aj 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 -guards. 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 Tech Opponent Peru ..,. ,.,29., .....19 Lawrence . , . .29 . . . , 16 Manual ...33, ,. ll Shortridge . . . . 45. . , . 4 lVlanual . . ,. .48 . ,. 9 Shortridge ., ..,39... ...IS Sheridan .. ...34 ., , , .12 Noblesville , .,., 24- ., ...,19 Total... , .. 281 ..v., ,.,.1U5 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. page sixty-one THE ARSENAL CANNON 'Wife ,jim ,, 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 coming tests. 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 the mile. page .tixfy I 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 "lib five it 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 the season. 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 collectors busy. 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 intensely interesting. 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. Tecfz C'0fic'f1er 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. page sixty-three ,W-as THE ARSENAL CANNON gg, fCu1zcfmlrd from page 603 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- ment. 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 never threatened. 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 confidence. 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 an overtime of 36 to 26. period, and then won out by a score rMdlZllHZ Spills Terlz 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 side. 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- page sixly-,four 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, 31-30. 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 to 20. 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 throws. Betwe U 2. Ji " iii -QY'4ss .asseistrt at - fs- T .J " ' f' 'V C ss is 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 mile. 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 inning. We read in The Illirror that a railroad trains to get into condition for track. We know-that's a bright crack. Gardner, Krueger, Pebworth and lylyers V D 7 . 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 people dreamed. 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. page riixfy-jim' -.MM Q M ' i'?'?"f""i'?"2'f,ffF?'fAiWWR-Af"3'v , , . .. ,, ,,,A VA pk 4,nJ,4a2,1 1, 7 1 ,Tie o 54E"1 page sixiy-six . CW -' 'fi O ' "A fx g f b . WK 6 JI x 47 751 133 Q -A V X- Q f, " , f ha ., LJ. ' N' OX . xo 1' 09 Q 'S+ 0 'IW 9 2 ff? 'N XID" xv! Q' ef 0 Ei X Q 2 0 D : SN W: .F X W Court Jestsm 9 ' 1 L L ' Am- 0 - l 12 -nv , iz' ' ' ,X AQ N J' f' f ' W AA f '7 Q ' ' ,k3QQfilfQ--fffiffpkd N51fNfix"4 l"-J! " 'lii1,'ALT24X5:LN.EQ Q 9 THE ARSENAL CANNON in Jig' Clzazzgizzg Yoaflz 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 tonight. 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 the game. Poet: Why not? Candid Friend: lust think of the thousands of innocent men who will be suspected. Mi5i1ztef'p1"efed "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 page rtixty-fight Jim: That's nothing! You might just as well try to locate a set of wicker furniture in your cottage pudding. Hoof, M01z.' 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. He Knew A boy said his father was smarter than George Washington. "What, your father smarter than George Wash- ingtonln "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 tall. 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' He VVUZ 'fHave you forgotten that live dollars you owe me? I' IK ' , ' 37 Not yet, gne me time. ,W-Aa, THE ARSENAL CANNON C59 VVlziclz Doctor? "Madame," said the dignified gentleman, "your dog bit me on the ankle." "He did?" cried the lady. "Oh, I must send for a doctor!" '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 up. 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? Maid: Yes. 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- sor? 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- ner?-Life. 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 English? -lim: Well, if he ain't, he ought to be. -Vazzfleroift Mf1sg1ze1'f11fe2'. "Madam," said the doctor, "I shall have to paint 'our uswan s roa wi ni ra e oi si ver.' yhLd'thtthtt1l' "Please use nitrate of gold, doctor," exclaimed Mrs. Moneybags, "the expense is quite immaterial." - izzois 'es e 'azz . 1' us. I!! U fy fl g "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. --Life. 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. H page rixly-'nine wan TI-IEARSENAL CANNON CEM 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 chicken-house.-Hoyt' Life. about it? So's our Mother: You are at the foot of the spelling class - P again, are you. Boy: Yes'm. Mother: How did it happen? Boy: Got too many Z's in scissors. Lost--A baby pig by a farmer with a shrill squeal. E my 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 I suppose. 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 work." "lVI.1n, you got some -iob. Where do you workfn 4'l'se night watchinan in a cemetery." -The Illtzgpie. 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. A111011 g Tfmfe Preyelzt "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" Richardson "The Eternal Smile", . ,.,..... Caroline Miller "Art for Art's Sake" .,.,.,...... Art Stevenson UFords and Other Parts of Carsn .... Tom Culver C '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 mother. 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. - Tl c .iff '..e SPOQTS Tones i l EDTTOQTL "QT fu 'mr-17--I l .. .-- H ., ,I I 1 , N 4? lip,-g,,Efxlk,afEi Y 1 Y . M ,Li fur-ua M1 'il' 4 ' jg ...gain W IO f vi xxx V! if 4 -- , I ., , :Vg , : pf- 4 , , .IX CHNN01vErre? F ' f 'ff fl? 'XXX -nh fi'f'wM.i.5A.. 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"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'. " it l Doctor: But, surely, my dear good man, you weren't so mad as to look for escaping gas with a match? 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!" 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