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

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September l2-l voted today, l know l'm not twenty-one, but it was for senior officers. September 26-The senior officers were in- stalled today. October l4-l became a Tech Legionnaire- most impressive assembly program. October Zl-Today l attended the scholarship meeting in the Student Center. October 22-23-Sleep and more sleep, for stu- dents, vacation! State Teachers' Associa- tionl November l4-Guest at Butler University for the Butler-Western State game. November l6-Attended the fall Cannon Ball. November 20-Attended the L-Z division of se- nior play, "Rollo's Wild Oat." November 21-Nursed sore sides from laughter of the night before. November 30-Senior colors chosen -blue, green, and white. December 3-Voted for senior photographer. December 4-Attended senior reception and drank tea. December 8-Senior Convocation-Dr. Y. G. Chen spoke. December l2-Class pins and rings put on dis- play today. lanuary 8-Dolled up and went to the Senior Winter Party. Ianuary 22-Semester ended. Ianuary 27-Beginning of my last semester in Tech. April l6-Attended the A-K division senior plays, "Londonderry Air," "Drums of Oude," and "A Wedding." April 20-Spring Cannon dance-floor show and punch 1 l May 7-Attended the spring senior class party. May l4-Saw many of my friends in the "Sketch- book." May 21-Helped celebrate Tech Supreme Day which is the twenty-second. Attended our last senior convocation. May 22-Attended my first alumni association affair. Certainly enjoyed the dance. May 27-Iune Magazine out. lt's fun to see my picture among the graduates. Somehow it's hard to realize l'm really graduating. May 28-Today was Senior Day on the campus. Honor Day-and l received my long- hoped-for college scholarship. May 30-Attended the beautiful Vesper Service this afternoon. Tried to choke down the lump in my throat. May 31-Vacation. Heard the races broadcast. lune l-Tonight l was graduated. f9 Q pb -42" fw Q L - kk,ffgf4 1Q,'Qf 05' QW E 6 -E' I Above are shown thirty-nine of Tech's staff of forty-four commissioned officers and the military instructors. From left to right they are: First Row: Staff Sergeant Chester A. Pruett, Chief Instructor, Colonel Thomas Hawks, Major Harry Markus, Major William Lay, and Sergeant Harry E. Smith, Assistant to Sergeant Pruett. Second Row: Captains William Keller, Francis Foulke, Robert Compton, Adrien Hollinger, Robert D. Terry, Alphonso Topp, Maurice Reed, and lohn Cretors. Third Row: Captains Robert Coryell and Bill Dehn, and First Lieutenants Emory Bryan, Charles Tinsley, Louis Bruck, Walter Sturm, Arthur Schultz, Donald Huffman, and Ralph Hall. Fourth Row: First Lieutenants Iames Bowen and Iohn Hinch, and Second Lieutenants Utley Larkin, Eugene Kiser, lvan Stoshitch, Eugene Pouder, Robert Tuttle, Louis Mclntosh, and William B. Iackson. Fifth Row: Second Lieutenants Ioe Ferrer, Eddie Larrison, Lester LaPole, Don Merriman, Richard Morris, Roland Reeder, Kent Newlin, and Iack Schaket. Sixth Row: First Lieutenants William Steward and Robert Berry. Lieutenant Colonel Ferril Ressinger, Captains E. L. Brown and Hobart Croucher, First Lieutenant William Davidson, and Second Lieutenant George Kutche are not shown. .Q.. Led by its staff of forty-four ca- det officers and one hundred forty-four non-com- missioned officers, the Tech R.O.T.C. unit strove to win honor rating for the sixteenth consecutive time in its annual spring inspection on May twenty-fifth at the Tech athletic field. The military band, under the direction of Mr. Raymond W. Oster, turned out eighty-five strong to do its bit toward making the inspec- tion a success. The R.O.T.C. unit of approximately seven hundred fifty boys is under the direction of Staff Sergeant Chester A. Pruett and Sergeant Harry E. Smith. Sergeant Smith came to Tech last semester after serving for many years with Uncle Sam's military forces in the Orient. The instructors and the nine companies worked to- gether for an unbroken string of honor ratings in the spring inspections. Kaffe fda!! fContinuedl one of the most successful seasons in recent years as it piled up a record of eight wins to three defeats for a percentage of .727 against city and county freshman aggregations. Members on the squad were Charles Berling, Thomas Berry, lack Bradford, Frank Budden- baum, Robert Burns, Iack Comer, Thomas Dransfielcl, Richard Evans, Charles Howard, Warren Huffman, lack Kramer, William C. Mc- Gill, Robert Morrison, Iohn Pritchard, and Wil- liam Vickery. The season's record was as follows: Tech 25, Warren Central 20, Broad Ripple l9, Tech 15, Shortridge l5, Tech 13, Tech 32, Manual lU, Tech 25, Washington 24, Tech 23, Cathedral 7, Tech ll, Broad Ripple 9, Tech 20, Shortridge 16, Manual lU, Tech 9, Tech 23, Washington l0, Tech 14, Cathedral l2. nm gulf 6 Front Row, left to right: Carl Bohn, forward and guard, Millard Dobbs, forward, Marvin Hook, forward, Kenneth Christensen, guard. Back Row, left to right: Coach Bayne D. Freeman, Iohn Higginbotham, guard, William Stonex, forward and cen- ter, lack Richards, center, Louis Held, guard, Ray Holland, forward, Fred R. Gorman, athletic director. famfetfaff ' ntiity kai etvei The basketball team, under the direction of Coach Bayne D. Freeman, got off to a good start, December fifth, by drubbing Koko- mo, 25 to 16, but was slowed down considerably when Frankfort stopped the Green and White squad in the third contest. The boys did not seem to start "clicking" again until the Sectionals, when they went through with flying colors. Carl Bohn, forward, lack Richards, center, and Louis Held, guard, made the all-sectional team, Bohn, the 5 foot 7 inch star, led Sectional scorers by amassing a total of 41 points. Ray Holland was the only member of the Green quintet to be selected as an all-regional player. Scores for the season were: Tech 25, Kokomo 16, Tech 34, New Castle 22, Tech 21, Richmond 31, Tech 25, Shortridge 15, Tech 23, Rushville 28, Tech 27, Logansport 41, fCity Tournamentl Tech 20, Shortridge 24, fSectionalsJ Tech 49, Warren Central 15, Tech 31, Broad Ripple ll, Tech 27, Decatur Central 24, Tech 38, Ben Davis 13, fRegionalsD Tech 24, Plainfield 33. Coached by Mr. Kenneth Barr, the reserve basketball team with a streak of bad luck won but three of its sixteen games. Members of the squad who won acorn awards are as follows: Marvin 1-look, Herbert Allender, lim Evans, Forrest Risley, Richard Samuelson, Robert E. Stone, Stanley Taylor, Iames Tolin, and Raymond Von Spreckelson. Teams registered on the season's card and who were defeated by the Green and White aggregation are New Castle, 20 to 19, Colum- bus, 36 to 30, and Franklin, 27 to 26. Those squads trouncing the Tech reserves are Frank- fort, 26 to 18, Richmond, 36 to 15, Shortridge, 14 to ll, Rushville, 13 to 9, Iefferson of Lafay- ette, 33 to 28, Connersville, 32 to 25, Muncie, 28 to 26, Marion, 28 to 18, Cathedral, 26 to 25, Shel- byville, 22 to 15, and Anderson, 27 to 23. Tzeihman Tech's freshman basketball squad, under the able direction of Coach W. E. Rhodes, enjoyed fContinued on next pagel Bottom Row, left to right: Guy Tate, Paul Willman, Kenneth Christensen, Roy Fulwider, Ivan Stoshitch, Iohn Grace. Louis Held, Marvin Hook, Charles Shipman, George Clark, Iames Weaver, Norman Linne. Top Row: Athletic Director Fred R. Gorman, Wilson Crawford, Earl Helms, Tommy Wilson, Lowell Christian, lack Bradford, Houston Meyer, Walter Goodall, Lawrence Atkinson, Charles Morse, Raymond Lee, William Price, Kenneth Beplay, Coach C. P. Dagwell. fa.-iedaff .gn -gjalateciation Unfavorable Weather conditions consistently hampered the progress of the 1937 edition of Coach Charles P. Dagwell's baseball nine early in the season. Starting with only tour lettermen, Mr. Dagwell whipped a team of rookies into winning shape. At the time the Iune magazine had gone to press, the Green and White pastimers were boasting of a .600 average, having Won over the Indiana State School for the Deaf, 7 to U, Ben Davis, 19 to 2, and Richmond, 7 to 5, while drop- ping encounters to the strong Decatur Central aggregation, 4 to Z, and Manual of Louisville, 9 to 4. Tech's most notable win was from the Rich- mond Red Devils who had a two-year winning streak of thirty-nine straight games. ln 1936 the Red Devils had overcome the Green on three successive occasions. The remainder of the tough schedule was as follows: Shelbyville, Anderson, Deaf School, Ben Davis, Louisville Manual, and Anderson. Pitchers George Clark, Raymond Lee, and lim Weaver, and Catcher Norman Linne formed the batteries for Tech during the long campaign. The editors wish to thank the following people for their kind assistance and advice in preparing this magazine for publica- tion: Mr. Glen Hankins of the Drafting depart- ment who, assisted by Arthur McCarty, Betty Simon, and Dorothy Westbay, made the senior layouts, Mr. Floyd Billington, Mr. Elliott French, and the Tech Print Shop for printing the covers and the senior names, Mrs. Roberta Stewart for supervising the art Work, Mr. Herbert Traub for all the campus photography except the double- page spread, Miss Frieda Lillis for her advice on the layout, and Alma Fisher and Paul Byr- kett who assisted the layout editors. We commend the Commercial Art students for the art work on the title and division pages, and for the sketches on the senior pages. We wish to express our thanks to the follow- ing members of the English department for act---- 1-1 ing as judges in the literature contest: Miss Ruth Bozell, Miss Anna Brochhausen, Miss Gladys Eade, Mrs. Ressie Fix, Miss Irene McLean, Mr. D. C. Park, Miss Helen Thornton, Miss Margaret Waters, and Mr. Bjorn Winger. The QM X 6 Bottom Row, left to right: Vernon Martin, Leroy Best, N. Ioe Crawford, Edward Reed, Farley Karns, Clifton -Meloy, George Shatter, Tommy Wilson, Wilson Crawford, George Lyday, Warren Harvey, Carl Bohn, Robert Delrymple. Second Row: William Farmer, Frank Kottlowski, David Pye, Russell Barnett, Robert Engelking, Cecil Kays, Iohn De- vine, Kenneth Christensen, Walter Spiller, Richard Vogler, Ralph Monroe, Robert Pullen, Richard Miller, William Garrett. Top Row: Freshman Coach Ross Lyons, Leland Badger, Robert Robertson, Paul Braden, Kenneth Watson, Coach Paul E. Myers, Assistant Coach Reuben D. Behlmer, Bruce Mayhew, Russell Peterman, Iames McCormick, Harry Adkins, Athletic Director Fred R. Gorman. Track Undefeated in three dual meets and the annual city track and field carnival, the Tech cinder squad, coached by Mr. Paul E. Myers, had successfully started its season as the CANNON went to press. Only five lettermen returned for further com- petition this spring, and the team was hard hit by the loss of veterans in the distance events, but steady work overcame this handicap and the tracksters opened their schedule by swamp- ing Warren Central, lU9112 to 9112. Kokomo next fell before the Green and White stride, 72 to 63, then Wiley of Terre Haute met defeat, 69 to 54. in the city meet the Green and White thinlies won their fourth consecutive title, turning back the four local rivals by piling up a total of 93 points. Shortridge, the runner-up, counted 61 points. ennii As the lune magazine went to press, the current crop of tennis players had gone matchless, because of inclement weather. Coach Robert L. Ball planned to use the fol- lowing men this season: Carl Bohn, Elmer Molique, Raymond Von Sprecklesen, and Iames Prater. 706 Three victories in its first four matches com- prised the record of Coach Bayne D. Freeman's golf team as the CANNON went to press. The Green and White linksmen defeated Batesville in their opening duel, 9112 to 2112, and again in a return match, 10 to 2, overcame Cathedral, 6112 to 5112: but fell before Shortridge, 7112 to 4112, for their lone defeat. Members of the team were Arthur Wettle, Wayne Montfort, Robert Laffey, Eugene Cox, and Charles Frank. arf: 'pfay pay The Girls' Play Day, an annual event, was a feature of the Supreme Day celebration May twenty-first. Outstanding athletic abilities were shown among the girls in the events and relay. Blue, red, and white ribbons were given to girls standing in first, second, and third places, re- spectively. Following the events, a program was given by girls in all classes of physical education, a Maypole Dance being given by girls in the ad- vanced gym classes. Stunts and games were additional attractions. ,foofbz Ztwatd On its twenty-fifth anniversary the Arsenal Technical Schools bequeaths a great heritage to the boys and girls who will come within its portals seeking knowledge. Of- fering the richness of experience which it has accumulated during its first quarter century of growth, this great institution is now able to de- velop the talents of its student body more com- pletely than the past has ever permitted. With this educational heritage, every student who attends Tech becomes heir to its historical past. In 1865, when Abraham Lincoln decreed that seventy-six acres, then located one and one-half miles east of the city of Indianapolis, Indiana, should be used as an arsenal, he began the romantic history of the Tech grounds. From 1865 until 1902 soldiers were housed in these buildings. In April, 1903, the government aban- doned the arsenal, and in 1912 the grounds were lffayqine .ftaff first occupied by the Arsenal Technical Schools. Grounds and buildings originally used to store armaments are now used to train the youth of the nation to strive for higher and finer goals and to aid them in living broader and fuller lives. The first eight faculty members, under the guidance of Milo H. Stuart, the first principal of Tech, laid the foundation for another heritage of Tech students-the Tech Spirit, that indefin- able spirit of co-operation and friendliness which every Techite recognizes as an invaluable part of his school days. As it influences his school life, so it will influence his adult life. Thus Tech offers to her future students, even as she has offered to boys and girls for the past twenty-five years, a broad high school educa- tion, an historical background of Worthy tradi- tions and service, and the Tech Spirit to aid them in living the best possible lives. ALICE M. BOTTOMS lffeetiny the Deadline lffayajine and paye fditoti at Wotf I The QW On .fltaf Tw fxecutive and guinea.-1 571155 -qqdviiozy .guard 5,1455 0 ., l 7 -Hctivitief lfatifet pay lf' 'll' AS DESCRIBED TO v1oLRr BY HER PARENTS Tl l6l1C'2 During the regime of the last Czar of Russia, the market day fell on Sunday. Every Sunday the peasants left their farms and work to go to the city. On this day, the business people set out their wares to sell to the frivolous peasants. The peasant girls having sold their lin- ens, butter, and eggs to the townspeople, went on a shopping tour. First, they went to the jew- elry stands where they decorated themselves with cheap but colorful jewelry, and then they turned to the Ferris Wheel. This Ferris Wheel was similar to the ones we know. It was made from rough hewn logs, with open seats. The wheel was set in motion by two men pulling on ropes. The wheel went faster and faster, and often the peasants found themselves hanging with their heads down. After a certain number of turns the wheel was stopped and ready for a new load of passengers, who were plentiful. Of course, after a wild ride such as this, the people were quite ready for a cooling drink. This drink was made of sweetened ice water with a little strawberry or orange flavoring. When mealtime came, the prosperous peas- ants dined in state in a restaurant. The poorer peasants bought some sugar and bread for their lunch. Setting their food on the top of a kerosene barrel in front of a store, they would proceed to dip their bread in the sugar and eat it. Later in the day, everyone, young and old, rich and poor, gathered in the streets for danc- ing and singing. Thus ended a market day in Old Russia. VIOLET GURVITZ .fhadoufa They stole their way along the stair These shadows, who were creeping there. If I moved swiftly, so did they. And when I tried some other way, They followed me Where'er I Went As if upon some errand bent. But when I reached the bottom step, The sunlight through the Window met And greeted me with friendly cheer, And made those shadows disappear. MARGERY HASBROOK X A startled brilliance in the nearby grass Quiets to let me pass, And loath to miss that splendid thing, I pause-a scintillating wing, A scuttling tail of flame glided through the weeds, Scattering the ripened seeds. And through the thinning stems I see him there: A glory on the air, A bright metallic sheen of colored light, Blinding my sight- Scarlet and purple, crimson, gold, and blue, The tall grasses part to let him through, That crested knight, that luster-feathered king. And I am left, remembering An unforgettable thing. My mind still stained with beauty, past and done, As eyes hold light from looking at the sun. MARY HAYNES He paul knelf of pan KReply to Sandburg's "Iazz F antasia"l Swelling, seething, surging song of jazzy bands, Crawl back into your wretched wormy hole. Destroy not my peace and quietness, Nor distort my lovely spiritual dreams. You irk my soul, you filthy product Of drunken, rnaddened, senseless structures Of cells and molecules-you wretch- You labyrinth of noises from the kitchen. When did man let you in? Yes, when? Give me the divine music that flowed From the harpsichord of Bach, The serenades of Hungary and Spain, And the romances of Tristan and Carmen. Play for me, deathless sounds of the Ninth, Until I am as deaf as your master. Lull me on in romantic dreams, Dear prodigy of Salzburg and Vienna, Let me hear again strains from The "Marriage of Figaro" and "The Magic Flute." Oh, Pan, thy name hath been scorned! ALBERT IORDAN SMITH pered that Happy was either trying to hide a man or shield him from the law. A criminal, per- hapsl Soon the whole town was buzzing with excitement. Happy must be harboring a crim- inall Now, in the meantime, the kind old Happy had noticed the sudden change in the citizens of Rossville, and he was as much baffled at them as they were at him. "It surely isn't anything l've ever said to them that would make them feel offended, for they are my friends. Why should they shun me and be so frightened when I bring them the mail each day? They actually run away from me as if I were a thief. I wonder if it is because of him." He stopped a minute and then continued, "No, they surely haven't seen him yet, for he has never ventured out of my house during the day. I wish I could tell them, but I promised him I wouldn't until he had a chance to write to his gang. He told me faithfully that it just wouldn't do to let the town know that he is here, or else they might go so far as to tear the very clothing off his back. How I wish this was all overl It is getting more dangerous and worse every day." One day the post-office attendants were sur- prised and astonished to hear Happy proclaim in a clear voice as he entered the building, "Folks, l'm leaving the mail service today for good." There was a general commotion through the crowd that had rather timidly collected in front of the post office. Even Clansey, the old police- man, was ready for an arrest if Happy tried to make a false move. It seemed impossible that Happy was leaving the mail service after thirty- two years of steady working. They couldn't be- lieve itl They didn't know whether to be sorry or glad. Then, for one split second, everyone stood quiet. If Happy was leaving the mail service, it could mean only one thing. Happy was also go- ing to leave towng not only that, but with a crim- inal, too. The people of Rossville looked at one another, then back at Happy. Each of them had the same question in mind, but none of them dared to voice it. Then, through the crowd came the voice of Silas Marker, the storekeeper. "Do ye mean that you're leaving the post office for good?" he asked in a threatening voice. "Why, yes," answered Happy simply. "For some time I have wanted to tell you that-," he got no further, for again came the angry voice of Silas Markeri "We all know why you are leaving. You needn't make up any excuse. We all know that you have been harboring a criminal from the police in your home. We've known it all along, but we ain't going to stand for it. The jail is still a mighty good place for people like you and your friends." The crowd all nodded in assent, watching and waiting anxiously for the reply that Happy would give to that. The bewildered Happy stood there for a second, his eyes searching the crowd for an understanding. Then the full meaning of it all dawned on him, and instead of begging for mercy, as some of the people thought he might, he began to laugh. At first it was kind of a chuckle, then a roar. The citizens of Rossville looked at one another in amazement. They couldn't understand what possibly could be funny at such a time. They looked at each other, then back at Happy. Happy looked at them all and laughed all the harder at their bewilder- ment. "Oh, friends," he said, when he had caught his breath again, "you are all so wrong. So very wrong. If you had only let me explain, this never would have happened. You see, I really have had a mysterious guest at my cottage for some time. I have wanted to tell you, but I promised him I wouldn't 'til he could be prepared. You see, my mysterious guest was not a notorious criminal, but my son, come home again. This morning he boarded a train for Hollywood where I am to meet him later before We start to see the world. He has made a place for himself in the world, and you may be surprised when I tell you that my son didn't get on the train this morning as Arther Dale Ir., but as a person alto- gether new and different to Rossville, yet famil- iar too. My son is none other than Howard Tay- lor, the movie star. "To-morrow I shall say good-bye to you. Arther was sorry he did not see you. And he told me to tell you that when he is no longer famous, then he and I both will come back to Rossville where we really belong and live the remainder of our lives. But please forgive me if I have been rude to you," he finished, looking down into the surprised faces of his old friends. "You see, being the father of a sought-after movie star is dangerous business." Happy smiled down at the little children be- side him-such innocent, sweet, simple children who still didn't understand what it was all about. Then, putting his hands down deep into his pockets, he said with almost a break in his voice, for he really hated to leave his kind friends after' so many years, "Now, you very little ones, what would you say if I should find some candy for you way down deep in my pockets?" IOHN E. THOMAS nw" 6 19' 1212, Ae ' poitman Deep down, sometimes almost forgotten, must surely lie a tender spot in every- one's heart for the small town-the small town, with its "Main Street," its few buildings, the pub- lic square With the court house in the center, and last, but not least, the happy, good-natured, contented people that populate the little frame houses, row upon row, on each small street. In such towns, one can almost always find an outstanding individual who is loved by every- one. Sometimes it is a kind old lady or the town's baker. Still other times it is a teacher, a child, or an old man. So it was in the town of Rossville, the most beloved person that perhaps ever walked its streets was the local postman. For years he had been in the post-office service and for years, ever since he had been in the service, the people of Rossville all loved him. No other town could boast of a better friend in need than could Ross- ville with its simple and human postman. Arther Dale was this postman's real name. Yet since their earliest recollections, the people of Rossville had always called their beloved postman by the well-fitted nickname of "Happy" No other title could have suited him better, for he was always spreading his own brand of happiness everywhere to men,women, children, and even the dogs. There was no special rea- son why Happy should be so happy, for his life had not been as pleasant as it might have been. When his wife died, years before, she had left him with three small children-two girls and one boy. Soon after this, the two girls grew ill, and they, later, were laid side by side with their mother on the little hill overlooking the town. For many years, the kind old postman and his son, Arther, lived happily together in their little white cottage on the outskirts of Rossville. Then one day as Happy and his son were walking home together, the boy spoke. "Father," he had said, and Happy could remember every word of it, "I want to make a place for myself in this world, so I am going to leave Rossvillef' Happy had been shocked and hurt, his only son was going to leave him for the big city. Yet in his heart he knew that the boy should have a chance at life, so scraping together his last pen- nies, he sent the boy to New York, and later, lost track of him. Some day, thought Happy, he will return and together we shall see the world. But he never had, and as the years continued to slip by, people thought he never would. Of course the people of Rossville all loved Happy, and he loved them. Wherever he went, contentment and gayness followed. Children and dogs were his favorites. All along his route both would follow him-the children, knowing that somewhere hidden among the mysterious folds of the nice postman's sack were choice bits of candy, and the dogs, realizing that they would always find a meal waiting for them at the end of his route. Like many small towns, the main recreation was the movie next door to the Rossville Meat Market. Every Saturday night, the residents of the town would take their families to the movie. Happy had been a few times, but he thought it much more fun to sit in his garden and watch the stars come out. One day, as he was passing the theater, he noticed large gilt letters plastered in a huge sign over the doorway, which read, "Howard Tay- lor, the New Idol of Millions of American Women -In the Picture That Made Don Gable Famous -'All-American Lover' with Glenda Rogers." The words looked beautiful as they glittered in the bright morning sunlight, and Happy smiled one of his beloved smiles as he said to himself, "What won't they do to make people come to a moviel Yet there is something that fascinates one when he does go. I do believe I'll come to the picture Saturday." But he didn't. It was that week that the people of Rossville noted the change in Happy. No longer would he allow the children to come for him in the morn- ings when he delivered the mail. But if his friends would meet him on the street, he would seem the same as ever. He talked about the weather, the new store, or the school. Yet they noticed a queer look Come into his eyes the min- ute they mentioned his home or something con- nected with his house. It was a look of happi- ness, at first, then of sorrow, and finally, of dis- may. "What possibly could be wrong with him? they asked one another. The children were disappointed when they found no candy for them in his sack, and when they asked him, he replied that he must have forgotten it in his hurry to be on time with the mail, and that, perhaps, he would remember to-morrow. But he didn't, nor the next day nor the next. The people of Rossville could not un- derstand what possibly was wrong. Then, like a bolt of lightning a rumor sprang upl Several times someone had seen a strange man enter and leave Happy's house at night. lt was whis- H 7-tee uaeehhg In the hunger of night for glow- ing day, in the yearning of parched soil for soothing rain, and in the craving of an aspen for the wind's pursuit, I found fragments of my longing for swift, smooth flight. I had no desire to satisfy this longing by lifting frail, silver wings against a deep blue sky or by urging a quiver- ing needle to race from fifty to seventy-five miles an hour. I wanted to fit my body to a springy leather seat, to reach down with my legs till they touched two firm dark pedals, to grasp a shin- ing black tipped bar in eager hands. I-low I longed to own, to ride, and to treasure a bicyclel Night after night in the quiet darkness of my room I saw maple-shaded streets, cinder-rough- ened paths, and clover-scented roads, and heard their clear insistent call-saw, heard, and thrilled. Every worth-while possession deserves a sac- rifice. By passing up rich foods in favor of sim- pler and less expensive dishes, by reading about school basketball games instead of at- tending them, and by making my best bib and tucker do, I accumulated twenty-one dollars. After a final recount of my treasury, I crammed the bills into a small coin purse. Thirty minutes later I strode into a downtown sporting goods store. A vigorous, white-haired man advanced. "What can I do for you?" he inquired. "I'd like to see some bicycles," Ireplied. "This way, please," the salesman invited. In the rear of the store stood a brilliant fleet. My guide's voice describing the different wheels' merits flowed on. The time taken by these word pictures offered me the chance to slip an inquir- ing finger under the price tags. I immediately decided that these steeds were too inexperi- enced, too unaccustomed to long stretches of pavement, too innocent in the ways of the world. "Do you have any second-hand bikes?" I ven- tured. "Yes, Bill will help you. Take the stairs to the right," my companion retorted in a tone of not- too-well concealed disgust. I followed the steps which led down into a compact, modern workshop where a yonng man was bending over a bicycle skeleton. As I en- tered the room, Bill straightened up. "Hello," he greeted me. "Want to look at some wheels?" I nodded. Bill stepped into a storage room, I fol- lowed. There between two boys' models my bike stood. Slender and streamlined in design, new in appearance, and serviceable in con- struction, this wheel would have pleased even the most exacting. Several minutes later I marched out of the door minus twenty bills, but far richer than I could have imagined in thoughts of the open road. I must have been born with an intense desire to peddle over shadow-darkened dust. Else why would the sight of spinning wheels compel me to don a sport jacket and seek new paths to conquer? A long, straight concrete strip lies un- rolled before me. The steady rhythm of the pedals stirs my blood. I want to lap up the miles. I want to speed past dusty fence posts and not glance back. I would like to race a locomotive. Perhaps I might win. Fasterl Fasterl My gasping lungs and twinging leg muscles make the world a reality. A twist of the handle bar introduces me to a rough, winding country lane. Curious maple branches shake inquisitive fingers in my face. A capricious breeze rumples my hair and passes on to rock-white cherry blossom cradles. While tracing tire patterns in damp, black soil, I lose and find myself. DOROTHY PAUL lffatie I looked in the mirror the other day, And back at me looked a face so gay With eyes the color of blueberry pie A mouth too rosy ever to sigh. But as I looked, it dawned on me This was not I, But my sister Marie- EDNA IOSEPH 14 giant When nights are warm and moonlight glosses Orderly rows of ferns and mosses Gracing the slopes neath the huge white dome With which man replaced his adobe home, As a coyote inspired by demons' criesg From paths of mist in the starry skies The phantom Don Antonia flies Astride his favorite stallion's back. And an old vaquero nods and says, "Cursed is the Rancho Los Felezl" BILLIE HOUGHTON 111, QM' niung lfetoei BASED ON A TRUE STORY HEARD OVER THE RADIO A moment of fumbling-then a strong hand grasped the key of the small radio transmitter in the rear of Bill Halstead's Repair Shop. The hand belonged to Iames Elkins, Bill's student, who was learning "the noble art of the dots and dashes." Iim's ambition to become a radio "Ham" had existed from the day, two weeks before, when, in a moment of weakness, Bill had suggested radio as a hobby. Yet Bill did not regret volunteering to become Iim's in- structor, for never had he been privileged to have a more able student. In these two short weeks, lim had mastered the code and was well on his way to sending and receiving efficiently. lim came of prosper- ous parents, therefore, with the help of Bill, he was soon building his own transmitter., Every day saw lim hard at work on the rougher parts of the set, while Bill adjusted the fine points. At last the set was built, the license obtained, and another career as a was begun. Iim's first act as a licensed amateur was to call his pal, Bill, who lived only four blocks away. He experienced a thrill in the thought that he was one of the great league of invisible com- rades. At the end of three months, Iim had built up an acquaintance with more than one hundred amateurs. He had come to know them by their signals so that he could tell the different stations by merely hearing their calls. Dawn broke one morning to find him tapping ceaselessly, trying to find someone with whom to talk. He called W8LI..Z, Paul Williams of Hills- boro, a small village on the banks of the great Muskingum River. By chance he got a return to his swift call. After the usual radio chatter, they switched to voice so that they might hear one another talk. Iim noted a bit of anxiety in Paul's voice. When he inquired about it, Paul an- swered, "There may be nothing to it, but we have heard rumors that these recent rains have weakened the Molmouth Dam. At least, I am glad I laid in a new supply of batteries." "lf you get any news, let me know, but I wouldn't worry," lim flashed back. At that moment the voice of Iim's mother sum- moned him to breakfastp therefore, he was obliged to sign off to indulge in one of his fa- vorite pastimes. Back at his receiver he heard a frantic signal. Realizing it was his call letters and recognizing the peculiar sending of W8LLZ, he answered swiftly and, without the usual preliminary rec- ognition, Paul broke in excitedly. "The dam's broken! Water is rising! I'm on the second floor, so I am safe. Try to contact Pittsburgh Red Cross. l'll sign off now. Please stay at your trans- mitter." With mingled feelings Iim turned to the task of contacting the Red Cross. To think that he, Iim Elkins, a licensed "Ham" of only three months, was chosen by Paul out of all acquaint- ances to act as intermediary between the flood zone and the outside world. Paul Williams- alone-on the second floor of a flooded house! He was awakened from his reverie by a return call from Paul. Paul's words fell like a thunder clap. "The power lines are down, so you and I are the only means of communication. Here is a list of supplies we need." Having made note of the needs, Iim contacted Bill Halstead to have him stand double shift with him. Skilfully he cleared the air lanes and estab- lished two-way communication with both the Red Cross and Paul. At a moment's notice the forces of relief had been marshalled by these unsung heroes to rush aid to the sufferers in the flooded district. For twelve hours, lim was at his key, con- stantly sending or receiving latest reports. His small room had become headquarters for news reporters who wished latest flood bulletins. "The flood is rising! The water is coming under the doorl" This in response to Iim's anxious inquiry for Paul's present position. Forty-eight hours later the flood had reached its crest. Paul was in water to his knees. As for Iim, he had been at the key steadily for eighteen hours. Through their efforts very few lives were being lost, and the suffering of the refugees was greatly reduced. The flood was over. The crest had dropped, and already many people had moved back to their homes. Iim Elkins, tired and worn, called Paul Williams for the last time that day. "Say, Paul," flashed Iim, "why don't you visit me? I think it would be swell!" "I'm sorry," Paul answered, "I could never visit you. I am paralyzed from the waist down." "Maybe it's just as well," replied lim. "I could never see you. I've been blind all my life." IOE MCGUIRE ifetatute X xwwmwmxww Www P -H Weddiny OH 4011 deff? -HP: Drum: of Oude The M bm Kaffe '1 uafd Oat BY CLARE KUMMER ROLLO WEBSTER ..............,.,Y...,.,.. Roscoe Teeter GOLDIE MCDUEF ,,..,,,. .......,,.,... H elen Schmidt LYDIA WEBSTER ,...,.... ...,,.,,, D orothy Stoepler GEORGE LUCAS ...,..,,,, ..,,,,......... R ichard Ross AUNT LANE .......,.,,..S..A...,.,.....,... Dorothy Westbay MRS. PARK-GALES ..o,..,.,. ,.,,,..,..... V etha Worley MR. STEIN .,.,..........,,,...,. ......... T horn Snyder CAMPERDOWN ....,.,, ........... W illiam Lay SKITTERLING .......,. ,......., H arry Markus BELLA ....,.,.,,.........,.r,.,..,. .......... HEWSTON ,,,........... HORATIO WEBSTER .,,,.,,.... .. 14 uacwn, Dorothy Paul Philip Wolverton .... ElI1'1eI' Molique BY IOHN KIRKPATRICK THE BRIDEGROOM, BOB TISDALE ..,.......,,.. William Davidson THE BEST MAN, ARCHIE ....,.,,,....... Robert Corre THE BRIDE, ALICE GRAYSON ..............,,,,,r., Margaret Gommel A GROOMSMAN, TED ..........,, William Crawford THE BRIDEGROOMS MOTHER, MRS. TISDALE ,.,,,........,,,.....,,.............., Elaine Emery THE BRlDE'S FATHER, MR. GRAYSON ...... Emerson Craig THE BRIDE'S AUNT, MISS IULIA GRAYSON ..,..,..Mary Agnes Dunwoody pfllllli of Oucfe BY AUSTIN STRONG CAPTAIN HECTOR MCGREGOR ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Edward Bennett LIEUTENANT ALAN HARTLEY .........,i..,,.,..... Wayne Carmichael STEWART, THE SENTRY ..,........... Ebert Chatham SERGEANT MCDOUGAL .,,,..,......... Milton Burden HINDUSTAN SERVANT .,,,,,.,.... Wesley Andrews MRS, IACK CLAYTON ..,.,,,........... Marian Bunten A PRIVATE ....,..,..................,.......,,.,,..... Dale Boggy MCGREGORS HOUSE SERVANTS .............. Sylvia Bolint, Wilma Blumenaur, Nora Boyce gll "7Ze ,fonclondezzy -Hn BY RACHEL FIELD MARTHA ROSE, the bound-out girl ,,,,.......... lane Iohnston THE PEDDLER ................,,,, . ........., William Keller HIRAM BOGGS ...,............,.,,.,,,.,,, Homer Huesing THE WIDOW BOGGS .........,....,..,.. Alice Hankins I l me 7206 ,fe ion 7 The Tech Legion, an honorary organization, has been established in order to recognize pupils who are outstanding in the attributes of cit- izenship and qualities ot personal worth. The emblem oi the Tech Legion is a bar pin in green and white en- amel-a white center with a square ot green at each end. The comman- der, the senior with the greatest number oi citations, has three gold stars on his pin, the lieutenant-commander, who ranks second in number of citations, has two stars, and the six captains, those standing highest in their respective roll rooms, haveone star. Kenneth Armel Harry K. Blake Dale H. Boggy Carl Bohn Donald Boles Alice M. Bottoms Raymond A. Brinkman Aloise Calvert Guy Carpenter Kenneth Christensen Eileen Coan Robert E. Coryell George P. Costarides Melvin I. Coulter Emerson Craig Howard R. Craig Iohn E. Cretors Maniord A. Crouch Elizabeth Davidson Katherine R. Deeb Carl D. Ellis Iames B. Flaherty Legion Officers COMMANDER-Dorisann Iohnson LIEUTENANT COMMANDER-Iohn Goddard CAPTAINS Virginia Sylvia Bolint, Mary Agnes Dunwoody, Mary Catherine Virgene Moore, Mary Louise Mitchell, Dorothy Paul, Hazel Legion Members Evelyn B. Fosgate Glenn A. Fritzlen David L. Fye Katherine M. Graham Ernest Max Hass Alice C. Hankins Thomas D. Hawks Robert I. Higgins Dale R. Holt Ruth Marie Horstman Mary Iane Iohnston Farley Karns Thelma Kasting William P. Keller Donald R. Kindred Albert G. Lane Earl L. Lawhead William H. Lay Rosalyn M. Ludwig Marian L. McGauhey Louis Mclntosh Harry Lee Markus Iack M. Mather Henrietta I. Mathews Ernest M. Mattingly Clifton A. Meloy Ruth Meredith Mary F. Milholland Mary C. Milligan Elmer I. Molique George F. Moore Mary Ann Moore Betty L. Morris Suzanne Mouron Ethel M. Osborne Francis Persell Hannah E. Pert Bernina L. Pressler Leroy Price Sara Ann Reynolds Iean Catherine Roberts Louis B. Rutan Madge A. Rutherford Wayne E. Sagor Haynes, Wurster Iohn E. 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I QQ I - .Ven iou nel lffarchea On I have heard of a sturdy oars- man of a college crew who. when asked why he chose rowing instead of football. said. "I prefer a sport in which one looks backward and goes forward to a sport in which one al- ways looks forward, but so much of the time goes backward." With the close of this school year. with twenty-five years of work done. Tech comes to this anniversary period in the spirit of that oarsman. Our faces are for the time to the years that have gone, but all the while we move forward toward an opportunity for great- er service to the youth of this community. As we look backward we see a panorama of years replete with problems. In the fall of 1912 a great teacher and leader, with a broad vision, came to this place. About him were gathered 183 boys and girls who themselves knew little of the part which they I DE WITT S' MORGAN were playing in the founding of an institution. Then followed four years of uncertainty when no one could know from day to day but that these grounds might be lost forever to the cause of education. Finally. on May 22. 1916. a memorable decision of the Supreme Court of Indiana banished all uncertainty as to the permanence of this institution and made it possible for long-time plans to be made. But even while these plans were forming, the, World War came and everything was laid aside in the interest of the all-important iob of winning the war. Once again these buildings and grounds were teeming with soldiers. School was deferred and the erection of the new buildings delayed. When the Armistice CCIITIS, under the matchless genius of Mr. 1VIilo H. Stuart who through Tech's first trying years never lost heart nor vision. the school began its permanent program of development. The vocational schools were enlarged in scope: the program of studies expanded to meet the needs of a rapidly growing student body: new buildings arose-the Main Building, the Shops, the wings to the Main Building, and the Gymnasium. And later the Arsenal interior was reconstructed. These. with the athletic field and bleachers. were the developments in equipment. This has been an interesting quarter century for all who have had a part in Tech's growth. Thou- sands of young men and young women have spent four important years of their lives on this campus and in these buildings. From the inspiration of the teachers with whom they lived while here. they have gone out to take an important place in the world of affairs. Today the sun never sets on Tech graduates. 'I'hey live and work throughout the world. All about us today there may be confusion and uncertainty as to what course education shall take. For us. however. one duty is clear-to devote the resources of this institution. this heritage which is left to us from the twenty-five years that have gone. toward making this place a center where youth may build ambitions, where each one may find a vision of how best to make living worth while. In this spirit we shall seek a way of life and work which will exemplify all that should come from cul- ture and ideals of civic responsibility. Toward this goal Tech marches on. DE W1'l'I' S. MORGAN. Principal The '7?ut ynouf uhntgz .fhadoufa T142 -gttilfe 'ry lfxuffcfiny The QW" ozeufozd The Arsenal clock has ticked away the first twen- ty-five years of this great educational center, and we, on its silver anni- versary, are looking into the future to see what time may hold for this high school. Using the past quarter century as a guide, we see the spirit of advancement, which is symbolical of Tech, penetrating the future- exploring, improving, and creating as it moves forward. Holding the answers to youth's eternal questing, the Arsenal Technical Schools serve as a stepping stone to the fulfillment of ideals. -H gfimpie of the -guenaf Me Joy! dnl yitfi for WAOIPI, during the aombzy twenty-five year: Me -Htienaf ncinicaf .slcioofi ufiff Aofaf many Aalalay experience: WE DEDICATE Mi: mayqine on the annivetdaty of H1 fit!! twenty-five yeati. The QU' I 2 5 on q gqiny Tower-ward ? s W2 Z, f f , X , W if ,.,. X W f f f f Z f 4 K V 'Z Z4 Z8 Z f K 5 Z 2 f f f W x ,f Z .Qi Z y 1 I I 1531 yi: Z I ? , '12 . ff 4 Wfff V. ft 1 . ? Z .5N5- I I 1 -Q Y - -bg, I I f ff Q M ,Q ,yggfwfgw f , , 'HM' ,4 ' ,x., , 4 f , My " , fx . ,W fm- Q Z ,,,, fl, t W 1 ff J LW L I iff if ' ' m4172,k3'f-L' lf ' K , VOLUME 40 QUIZ ISSUE 15 JUNE NINETEEN Tl-IIRTY SEVEN yMwJj1MLJ4xJi T E ' AL CANNN VULUME 48 ISSUE 11 THE AHSENAL TECHNICAL SUHUULS I NIlIAFQAl?Ul.lS, I NIIIAIYA ANUAHY 1957 -4 s 1? ' 9 4 H . 7 . ,JJA4 '11 1 Ql,, ff-'Yu ,,,: g 1 f s 142. V X , P f I -wr? 9, A'g 9,4 ,M C lc' Vis 'GQ 'W , -Liga 1 ,A ,KI -A sf 1, Ala! , KV fig Vg? un Urw . W as 59' 2,734 Q' 0? v a 1 i Q 1 W wwwwm fwwmfmm MW? HIS is fertile soil. Here, the student may grow and develop even as a tree which probes deeply for nourishment to strengthen and enlarge its branches. Like a hardy sapling, he may spring to newer heights and wider horizons. His textbook of nature is written by the Master Scientist. This is a living laboratory. R' .1 3' 'Q' 2 gk, 1 4 3 2 . ,Q-" . 255 M, 'A -Q f' , "'i3f 5 1 'G' 1 7 ' :'4"f' 97111 : 'WR ,V IN SPIRATION PATH WASHINGTON MARKER FISH-GAZING LATIN RENDEZVOUS I AS'l'-N' IN UTE REVIEW TALKING IT OVER .....,..-5 , ARTILLERY HEAD- QUARTERS FAIR WEATHER FROLICKING ZEALOUS ZOOLOGISTS KEYNOTE BUILDING SCENE OF CONFLICTS PHYSIOGRAPHY MAP- MAKING QM... AMATEUR SURVEYORS BUSY BOTANISTS CAMPUS SKETCHERS AQUATIC WILD LIFE FALL HARVESTING ONE OF SEVEN UNITS y SNOWBOUND RUSTIC BRIDGE GUARDING THE COLORS POGUEYS RUN THE ILL-FATED HE RY UF NZ-XVARRE THE Brackridges had a peacock. The Brackridges are our lordly neighbors who winter at the Riviera, summer in the Adirondacks, drive a Duesenberg, hire a French chef, and are, altogether, a haughty and insufferably overbearing family. The Brackridge peacock, Henry of Navarre, mir- rored the family characteristics perfectly. Henry, for short, was a gorgeous fowl with all the traditional vanity of his race. He delighted to arouse the open-mouthed admiration of the ucommonersn who toured the Brackridge estate every Sunday afternoon from one to five. Then, Henry would unfurl his fantastic train and would strut handsomely about the grounds to fulfill his duties as a moderately bored host. Henry really was the host, for none of the Brackridges were at home on a Sun- day. Mrs. Brackridge complained that the "bourgoise" jangled her poor nerves. uThey are sooooo insufferablef' she sniffed during our last conversation. '6Henry is the only one of the family who can tolerate them, aren't you, love?,, She bent- laboriously-to stroke his lordship but Henry slid from under her fawning hand. He played no favorites. Late last winter, Henry began to lose his grandeur. One by one he reluctantly dropped his gorgeous tail-feathers. The Brackridge lawns and bowling green became the hunt- ing grounds for the neighborhood's numerous small boys who searched diligently forthe fallen plumes. Then, Henry disappeared. The peace and quiet of our suburban community was riven by the shock. Henry's escapades were reviewed over back fences in awed whispers. Mrs. Brook 'lowed that she could take airplane riding as a matter of course afore she could get used to Henry's absence. Mrs. Reardan wagged her head and clucked in agreement. Mrs. Brackridge hys- terically collapsed. The Brackridge servants stealthily tip-toed over every foot of the estate. Henry was as effectively lost as if he had stumbled into a vat of lye. For several weeks, pande- monium reigned in decreasing stages of violence. Stock in peacock plumes soared sky-high for Mrs. Brackridge paid unheard-of sums for her darling's discarded feathers. All the small scavengers cashed in. I was digging greens one warm spring day when son Bob vaulted the back-yard fence and breathlessly cried, 4'Moml Henry's back!" Sure enough, his lordship had returned with a brand new train of glamorous feathers, longer and more irides- cent than ever before. Mrs. Brackridge suffered a relapse. Mid-March days are deceitful. They dawn with the promise of summer and, as likely as not, die to the rising cadenza of a bitter wind. Such a day was that Sunday I recall when the Brackridge estate again opened to the pub- lic after its tiresome siege with winter. In spite of rising wind, all the charter members of the sight-seeing groups arrived and gathered at the back of the mansion. Henry haughtily strutted out from his summer-house home to play host. He stopped when about fifteen feet out and squawked harshly to announce his royal presence. After the desired effect had been obtained, he! ceremoni- ously spread his brilliant tail-feathers and slowly- ad- vanced to greet his loyal subjects. His court processional of one proceeded effectively until he left the protection of the summer-house. Then, the brisk wind caught his lord- ship astern and, ballooning his plumes over his head, has- tened his pace to a point not only detrimental to his dignity but devastating to his self-control. Henry protested loudly. The wind was merciless. Henry bluffedl Henry blustered! Henry swore a little-a great deal! Imagine the chagrin of the cookis pet cat when she was rudely aroused from peaceful dreams of catnip and other feline delights by the shrieking apparition of wildly gyrat- ing plumes. Feeling that the kitchen door was her especial responsibility, Pussy arched her back, spread her eighteen well-sharpened claws, and issued a most emphatic order to KSTOPV' The language must have been cat, but its meaning was unmistakable to the peacock. Henry honestly tried to comply but the maddening wind pushed him on at top speed. Then, Pussy launched her ultimatum. That ulti- matum consisted of eighteen curved needle claws and a mouth full of stiletto teeth. Pussy landed just behind Henry's plumed crown and worked along his backbone. Henry scurried around and around-screaming-vim dictive-accusing-pleading. He was ready to surrender unconditionally-to agree to any terms. Honor was surely satisfied but Pussy was not. Her fighting blood was up. Mere routing was not enough, she desired a complete and decisive victory. But, to Pussy,s disgust, the fates were kind to Henry. Pussy's weight overthrew him and both the offensive and defensive rolled down the hill. The more daring of the laughing spectators separated the combatants. The cat stalked majestically away but Henry--poor Henry-crept under the summer-house, pouting like a spoiled child. Henryfs wounds have long been healed but his spirit is still scarred-crushed. Mrs. Brackridge has adopted a Pekinese. MADGE RUTHERFORD. PUPIILAP1 UIITDUUPI PUIIT SWIMMING I stand poised on the tip of the diving board. I rise to my toes and hurl myself toward the waiting waters below. The waves slide smoothly over my body as I cleave them with- out a splash. I slip effortlessly deeper and deeper into the murky depths until the sand suddenly looms before me. With a slight twist I pull out of the dive and come to rest on the sandy lake floor. Through the slowly swirling waters I gaze upon a new world conquered. For a brief moment I watch life in this watery realm, and then I shoot, breath- less, upward. After seemingly many minutes, I break the surface, sending many small ripples away from me. I gulp down great quantities of air, pause for a moment, and strike out for some distant destination. Strong, swift strokes of arms and legs bring me finally to the opposite shore. I emerge from the water in a supreme state of ex- ultation. To me swimming is not merely a sport. It is a form of joyful expression of the love of life. It is a time for tossing all cares and responsibilities to the winds, forcing all the activity possible into that space of time, and making that moment count as one of highest physical and mental joy. And so I dive, twist, and splash with reckless abandon. It is something to look forward to-that climax-point of spontaneous enthusiasm. MARION Kmcnuorr. FUN UN THE ICE To me there is no sport quite so thrilling as ice skating. I like to hear the wind fairly shriek past my ears and feel a fine mist of spray sprinkle over my face that is already flushed with the fervor and excitement of a long antici- pated day. On this glassy surface We are truly brothers and sisters under the skin, for as we skim along so swiftly, our imagination "runs riotv and in our minds we represent a flock of noisy birds flying and darting over the icy glare. Clashing skates, murmuring voices, and merry gales of laughter float through the afternoon stillness breaking its solitude. I feel very superior, indeed, when I see a timid beginner, very uncertainly standing on two quivering feet, take a deep breath and start off, hoping for the best but expecting the worst. What a feeling of exhilaration I get racing down a shining, frozen path and seeing the white HIKING Every season of the year affords a wonderful opportu- nity for my favorite sport, hiking, for spring, autumn, summer, and winter-all boast their special merits. For those persons whose physical comfort is foremost in im- portance, I recommend the more balmy seasons. My choice is winter. I can think of nothing I would rather do than to wake up unusually early on a cold winter morning and crawl into a snug, warm snow-suit by which the most furi- ous winter blasts and snow flurries are turned away. As I joyously kick a path over the snow-covered fields and oc- casionally tumble into a snow-drift, I feel strangely at peace with even my bitter enemies. Through the frosty air I can hear the sounds which the little forest animals are making. A sly fox creeps out of his leafy den, while high up in a tree, whose barren appearance is somewhat im- proved by dashes of white on its branches, a squirrel chat- ters noisily. The little winter birds are hopping around in the snow in a futile search for food. The swimming hole of summertime is covered with a layer of ice which affords several moments of exhilarating sliding. Finally I am as- sailed by pangs of hunger and a sensation of a freezing nose and already frozen feet. I half walk, half slide, on my way home, while visions of a breakfast suited to an early morning hiker serve as a beckoning finger. MARY MILHOLLAND expanse merge with the misty sky. Sometimes as I am smoothly skimming along, a hidden obstruction blocks my path and I am sent hurling across the ice to land in a posi- tion very uncomfortable and certainly ridiculous. With a look of surprise and consternation on my face I very gently pick myself up and sheepishly glance around to see who has witnessed my great catastrophe. I like suddenly to swerve around at the ominous cracking of ice under my feet, warning me and preventing an icy deluge. It is a real pleasure to gather around the roaring bonfire and thaw our numb fingers and toes which we had scarcely noticed until then. One by one the tired but happy skaters regret- fully go home, leaving the lake deserted and desolate, its peace disturbed now and then only by faint cries echoing in the distance. J ANET BEVER. TH HUNTING Hunting! The very word thrills me to the core. To trudge along through a snow-covered field or a thicket dense with trees and brush in search of the wary cottontail is a sport that exceeds all others. I like to feel the cold winter air whistle about my warmly clad legs. It makes my eyes glisten to walk against the wind in this new world, white with a dazzling snow. My feet tingle as they break through the thin crust of snow. My hands feel numb as they grip the cold steel barrel of the gun, but I know at the first startling appearance of the bounding rabbit that they will be limber and ready to do their part of the job. The crack of a twig pops like a shot, and the rabbit skims across the snow. Leaping and bounding along in seven- foot strides, the rabbit affords only a split-second shot. But at the first crack of the twig I have sprung into action. My hands grip the barrel more firmly. I throw the butt to my shoulder, and my finger squeezes the trigger as the sights fall along the hare,s back. With a loud roar the gun dis- charges its deadly missiles into the bunny. With deserving pride I examine my 'fkilli' and proudly stuff him con- spicuously beneath my hunting coat, hoping someone will notice. DoN BELL. E.TUP1Y or TI THE old trolley's course lay along old streets warped and misshapen from age and use. The houses lining both sides of her course were mid-victorian in style. The track itself was rough and crooked. All the sections did not lit together correctly, nor were the opposite rails quite parallel to each other. The whole scene-the old street, the houses, and the track-bespoke age and wear. All these seemed to be work- ing beyond their uretirement age." One felt that new streets and tracks should have been laid and new houses should have been built long ago. Then, when the trolley entered the scene on its wobbly, squeaky old wheels, jerking along the track, one felt that the car should have been scrapped long ago. Her elderly motorman had affectionately named her uTillie" when she was "brand new." She is quite proud of her record with the ucompanyf, She was the first elec- tric car to appear in the town and has seen continuous serv- ice ever since, except for two months a few years ago. Tillie had been trying to show off before a horseless car- riage and went twenty miles per hour, this was far too fast L MUTUP1-BUATING The sport I most enjoy is motor-boating. Vlfhat exhilara- tion and happiness a ride in a hydroplane can give! The roar of the motor loudly reminds me that I am in sole com- mand of my aquatic steed and that at any moment I may turn quickly, halt my mount, or even flip it and myself over, if I wish. This gives me a feeling of great importance and authority. As the boat leaps between the crests of the waves, my heart leaps with it. Each time my craft hits a wave obliquely the boat and I feel a great tendency to part com- pany, but with each swerve, more of my troubles depart and more thrills come to take their places. The waves, slap- ping in rapid staccato against the hull, the sting of the wind and spray on my face and arms, and the roar from the Mwashn of the propeller all give buoyancy to my spirits. And when the ride is over, only because of darkness and a diminished supply of gas, I am quite cramped from crouch- ing in the tiny cockpit and I notice a slight feeling of nausea from the constant jarring by the waves. Neverthe- less, motor-boating is and will be my favorite sport for a long time to come, for, in which one of all the sports will I find more exhilaration, greater thrills, a lighter heart, and more thorough enjoyment than in motor-boating? ' MYRON HAWKINS. LIE THE THULLEY for her superannuated condition. She jumped the track. No one was hurt except Tillie, who suffered a broken wheel and an internal fracture of the floor-boards. It took two months for her to recover in the repair shop. This confine- ment hurt her pride at the time, but she soon regained it and was wiser for the experience. But poor old Tillie now! She still has her pride and un- willingness to give up, yet she is practically paintless, her windows are disgustingly dirty, and she wheezes and coughs every time she starts. Every trip costs her much pain. If she goes at a speed of any more than ten miles per hour, the crooked old track causes Tillie to wrench her lateral braces. A steady pace of ten miles per hour for a distance of two blocks causes her to sway back and forth on the track, leaning farther each time till it seems she will certainly lose her sense of equilibrium and topple over. This would be most disastrous because, as with all elderly people, a fall, however short, would result in many broken joints which do not easily knit together again. Tillie has faith in herself, nevertheless, and hurrying along at the enormous speed of ten miles per hour hasn't toppled over yet. Tillie's biggest trouble is with little boys who sneak up behind when she isn't looking to pull the trolley off the wire. This is her one worry. Without current, she is useless. She can do nothing to protect herself from this practice. Once her motorman put barbed fish-hooks into the trolley cord with the barbs sticking out. As they were accustomed to do, the boys pulled the cord in order to disable Tillie. Of course, the scamps were punished for their mean trick HE PUZZLE To some people an entertainment means gathering with the gang for a feed and a dance. For others it means a hike to the woods to hunt the latest bluejayls nest or to catch a glimpse of the first maple that flames into scarlet in the fall. I must admit the virtue of both. Lately, however, I have found entertainment in the sprightly game of trying to solve the puzzle of people. The grocery store, the street, the restaurant-these places, crammed full of interesting characters, are a continual source of contemplation for me. When on a street car, I am in my element. Throughout the entire ride,I am busy watching people. Ayoung mother sits in front of me, trying to answer at the same time the queries of her two small children. I wonder why she is going to town. Does the incentive of toys lure the young- sters into a paradise of their own? Is the young lady across the aisle a brisk stenographer or a wilted clerk in a busy store? An old woman, a bit feeble and not so confident as she once was, enters the car. She is slight, with white hair. Some intangible quality about her makes me wonder if life has been kind to her. Has she fond children and grand- children? Does she have dainty little tidies on all her chairs, and are there potted plants all around her immacu- late sitting-room? Is she on her way to spend the day with her married daughter or is she going to do some long- delayed shopping? In the library there are all types of people. One Satur- day, in particular, I remember. As l entered the reading room I glanced toward a table surrounded by' elderly men and women, peering at newspapers through their bifocals. At another table a young man industriously took notes with a handful of fish-hooks. Tillie still grins to herself about this revenge on the boys. Some day Tillie will sway too far to one side and fall over, or perhaps she will fall apart all at once as the one- hoss shay did, and that will be her end. Until that day, Tillie will be proud of her past record, she will be con- fident of herself, and she will be absolutely unwilling to surrender her job. Tillie, the trolley, harbors the spirit of defiance even in her old age. ALAN GRIPE. UF PEUPL from a huge reference book. Surely no one but a young law student would be doing that. I immediately pigeon- holed him as a poor lad, working day and night to make enough for his education. uWhat a sad lot that would be,W I thought. As my glance rested upon the flippant blonde at that same table, I fancied that I could hear him sigh, wish- ing that he had the time and money for fun and a girl like that. Imagine my shock when the girl, after applying a second coat of 'Gwar-paint," raised her baby-blue eyes to him and said, g'Come on, Tom, or we'll be late for that partyf' During the Christmas season, the stores present a blaz- ing spectacle. They are a magnet for all people. Who is not thrilled by a display of crimson poinsettias, green holly wreaths, and red holly berries? The shoppers move along like figures in some bright pageant. This woman looks covetously at a diamond bracelet displayed on a counter. She realizes that it is too expensive for her, nevertheless, she looks. There is an old grandmother buying yarn. What lovely gifts will come from this yarn-hose, mittens, scarves, and sweaters for the children! A college girl long- ingly lingers a red velvet formal, even though she just bought one the month before. A man, at the next counter, abstractedly inquires of a clerk what he should get his wife for Christmas. So on, through the store, goes the Christ- mas parade. In this intriguing game, what sudden and unexpected ends often come, and how we misjudge these passer-bysl Our balloon of thoughts is pricked and collapses. But this only adds to the fun of it, for I always watch the next stranger with the same interest. ELIZABETH GORMAN. TE REPURT CARD DAY Here it comes at last! The boy in front has just received his. An anguished cry escapes from his tightly pressed lips. Now mine! I am afraid to look, but I must. One look and a sigh of relief bursts from my lips. Then I breathe more freely. Oh, how can that person in front keep on talking and asking questions as on an ordinary day? Ah! At last the bell! I have a few minutes of fresh air before the anxiety rises up in me again. Now for the most dreaded of all. The unsuspecting torturer enters the room, bestowing smiles right and left. Seated before us she smilingly asks for the cards. Then we are expected to go on discussing and translating when We do not know what she has in store for us in her little book that holds so much, which passes judgment on scores of pupils. Ah! Here she comes bearing down upon me, Haunting that card in front of me. It flutters to the desk and my heart flutters with it. I turn it over fearfully. At last I shall know the verdict. When I see it I gasp! Hurrah! I am on the honor roll. I can survey my card with a satisfied air. Now for home and peace until this torturous day comes again. VIOLET GURVITZ. LUSING UNE'S ERECRLES My foremost desire in life has always been to rid myself of those unbecoming brownish colored spots called freckles. I have always gazed with envy at the girls blessed with a clear, unblemished skin. These spots, so science says, are due to an abnormal accumulation of coloring in the layer of skin. They are usually hereditary, much to my misfortune. Having experimented with various creams and lotions, I am now at the point where I feel I can no longer endure them. I have been told that time will erase these noticeable pinheads from my face. Among my many nicknames, "Freckles" has been the most prominent. As a child I have always been self-conscious concerning my unwished-for freckles. However, there is one consoling thought to which I can turn when in the depths of despair. I have noticed, or is it my imagination, that my skin gradually clears as I grow older. Ah me, Time will tell! EVELYN LEWELLYN. CH LITERARY R!-INIRLI UN RIVERSIDE DRIVE ,lust a short walk up a slight incline brought me to Crant's Tomb on Riverside Drive. Night had already dropped its velvet cloak on New York, and the lights along the streets were shining brightly. Riverside Drive with its streams of swiftly moving traffic was dangerous to cross, but at last there came a lull in the traffic and I reached the opposite side. I settled down on an empty bench to watch the river. The ferry boats were plying through the waters of the Hudson as they carried their human cargoes to and from Fort Lee. The lighted windows made it possible to watch the course of the boats. Suddenly I was attracted by a naval officer walking by. Wondering, I looked toward the river, and there I saw five destroyers at anchor almost directly in front of me. How majestically they floated there! My eyes scanned the shore on the other side until they came to rest on Palisades Park. The many lights made it stand out from anything else on that side of the river. Ever since that night, I have wished that I could go back there. Who knows, perhaps next summer my wish may come true. RICHARD ENDSLEY. THAT PUT UE GOLD Vlfhen I was younger I often heard that there was a pot of gold at the foot of the rainbow. Such a belief led me to make wonderful plans for the futureg for, of course, some day I would find it. Whenever there was a rainbow I would go down the street as far as my mother would allow me to, to see if I could see that wonderful pot of gold. I would look and look, but I could never discover the end of the rainbow. As I grew older and wiser, I began to wonder how the pot of gold could be at the end of the rainbow without falling off. Now that I have grown older still, my heart is broken to discover that the rainbow is round and has no end. Thus are many of our childhood dreams shattered. Ronrmcx MORRISON. NGS A MUUNTAIN SUNRISE Still, cool darkness gradually melts into filmy veils of white mist that begin to rise from deep ravines at the first faint breath of dawn like curling smoke from a phantom lndian's fire. Cold air, as spicy and invigorating as the dew-washed apples whose scraggling groves splatter the slopes, awakens your skin. For a brief moment majestic quiet- Then like a great conductor nature lifts her magic baton to direct a glorious symphony. Slowly color emerges from the grayness. Dark green, of neighboring peaks appears, broken only by the con- fusing patterns the restless brown fire-breaks form. Next are .added quaint splotches of lavender and orange as wild Howers, responsive to the increasing warmth, unfold. Old Baldy thrusts his snow-capped head aloft to catch the shell pink reflections from the lazy cloudsibefore his comrades. A tiny spotted fawn in ecstasy leaps through a clearing. The silence is abruptly broken by some cr0w's startled caw. A thousand pine trees, awakened by a sudden breeze, sing as they lift their branches to catch the golden splendor bursting upon them. r Dawn. I The day is yours! BILLIE HOUGHTON. THE BITTEHN A slim silver sickle of a moon swung deep And sliced a creamy cloud. A star-sprinkled mist from the swamp hung deep, Caressing the reeds and rushes. A silky-barked aspen rustled in a dream, Quivered in its sleep. The soft night hushes were shattered by the scream Of a swamp-loving hermit, A bittern by a stream. Boom, boom, boom, Listen to the clamour, Beating like a hammer. Listen to the pounding, Hear the echoes sounding. Hear them softly dying. Hear the swamp replying. Boom, boom, boom, boom, Hear the deep refrain, Beating like a hammer, Like a hammer on the brain. MADGE RUTHERFORD G YULE UP LIFE A white walled room And a stiff-starched nurseg RE V E' A life has bloomedg Moonlight OU the Ohio, Yes, a long black hearse. The soft ripple of a passing boat, PAULINE BAILEY Tall trees etched against the sky, And beside the river a sleepy little town. FLORENCEALICE HUGHES. W A N D E Pl L U S T BWHEELS- Wheels, ever turning, ever spinning, wheels, Day and night constantly moving, Bringing these, taking those, Never knowing, never caring, rushing on. The king of speed, the aid of man, Whether covering miles and miles Or revolving madly like a top, Ur turning slowly under rushing waters, ' The perpetual turning of wheels, A The soul of progress, those ever turning wheels. , A RYLAND RoEscH At night when all the world is still, I hear a call from a far off hill To roam. I hear the whispering of the winds. I want to see where the world begins To roam. I feel a challenge in spite of that, There's always something that holds me back- Stay home. And as the wind croons her lullaby She whispers softly as she glides by, "Why roam? Stay home." BETTIE KEUTHAN NDER the leadership of Mr. DeWitt S. Morgan, Teclfs principal, the faculty guides the mental and physical development of the student and prepares him for life after graduation. To facilitate the pur- pose of the teachers, the ofhce staff, the assistants, the lunchroom workers, the engineers, and the custo- dians cooperate in making Tech a smooth-running machine. MBWQ EXECUTIVE STAFF Bottom row: Mr. DeWitt S. Morgan, principal. Second row: Mrs. Lillian S. Harrison, secretary, Gertrude Thuemler, dean of girls. Top row: Charles E. Teeters, Edward E. Greene, Horace E. Boggy, Hanson H. Anderson, H. L. Harshman, vice-principals. Bottom row, left to right: Mrs. Ressie Fix, Mrs. Jeanne Bose, Halcyon Mendenhall, Mrs. Ethel Mclntosh, Mabel Goddard, head of departmentg Esther Fay Shover, Olive Brown, Margaret Remy, Helen Tichenor, Edna Nowland. Second row: Mrs. Grace W. Smith, Jane Strain, Mrs. E. H. Lycan, Evelyn Kletzing, Anna Brochhausen, Jeannette White, Clara Ryan, Robert S. Emerson, M. Clarissa Morrow. Third row: Zila Robbins, Mrs. Louise S. Camp, Gladys Eade, Vance Garner, Irene McLean, Olive Traylor, Florence Jones, Margaret Waters, Hortense Braden. Fourth row: Dwight Park, Ruth Bozell, Helen Thornton, Margaret Axtell, Lillian Martin, Margaret Burnside, Narcie Pollitt. Top row: Ella Sengenberger, Bjorn Winger, Charles B. Parks, Florence Guild, Mrs. Jeanne East- land, Lyle Harter, librarian, Mrs. LATIN Bottom row, left to right: Mabelle Sprague, M. C. Twine- ham,head of departmentg Frances Longshore, Ruth F. Stone. Top row: Grace Emery, Adaline Barnett, Mae Glockner. Jeff Stonex, assistant librarian. R. O. C. T. STAFF Left to right: Captain Charles H, Calais,commandant of the Indian- apolis R. 0. T. C., Sergeant Chester A. Pruett, instructor of military trainingg Sergeant Harry E. Smith, assistant to Sergeant Pruettg ex-Colonel Will H. Brown, military property custodian of lndianapolis R. O. T. C. units. MATHEMATICS Bottom row, left to right: Wil- liam Herhst, Mildred Corrie, Elva Antrim, C. E. Trueblood, H. H. Anderson, head of departmentg Edith Silver, Louise Sturdevant, Mrs. Mabel Henze. Second row: W. R. Kricken- herger, R. V. Copple, Sara Ewing, Ethel Houser, Geraldine Kindig, Dorothy Carey, Martha Brodby, Margaret Rogers. Top row: H. C. Milholland, Kenneth Coflin, J. Kettery, Dale Sare, C. L. McClintock, Paul Wet- zel, James Shannon. MODERN LANGUAGE Bottom row, left to right: A. F. Lagemann,Esther Aldridge, Edith Allen, Charles Martin, head of department. Top row: Adele Renard, Jo- hanna Mueller, Edith Baker. SOCIAL SCIENCE Bottom row, left to rightg Kath- erine Book, Olive Beckington, Hazel Howe, O. S. Flick, head of department, Fred Reeder, Wil- liam Shirley, Margaret Harris, Merrill Wilsoll. Second row: Mrs. Anna May Clascock, Mrs. Mary McConnell, Dorothy Perkins, Ellen Louise Stoy, lrrna Baehrnan, Fred R. Gorman, .IZJIIICS Butler. Third row: ,I. Fred Murphy, Alta Welch, Christine Kinnaird, Mary Elizabeth Moore, Anne Rat- terman, Helen Elliott, Mrs. Mar- tha Turpin. Top row: Ralph O. Minnick, Eva Green, S. B. Essig. PHYSICAL EDUCATION AND HEALTH Bottom row, left to right: Bayne D. Freeman, Boss C. Lyons, Mary E. Barker, nurse, Reuben D. Behl- rner, chairman of department, Bowena L. Harrison, nurse, Paul E. Myers, Wayne Rhodes. Top row: Helen Caffyn, Charles P. Dagwell, Mable McHugh, Rob- ert L. Ball, Hazel E. Abhetl. BOTANY Bottom row, left to right: Clare F. Cox, head of departmentg Zil- lah Carringer, Mrs. Charlotte Grant, Beth Scott. Top row: John Kendrick, Wil- liam Johnson, Kenneth Barr. 4 I .. yww..L N .,. ,:, ,:. Qs t Q ., , . SIZE .. WM 'K -'.. ,,..,. . . . 22.33 , 'N f 21,25 5 . F , . I K i:E:1f:5'P'-- ' - ,g: .... :'Z:E elm , ,. .,.,: :.k :. M W3 ' f i fq Q W , . Q, . . :X ,sq , , Y .,1:::: F,,, Q ai if W' xi XT? 6 ' .:,,: 1: ,, 1 . , :.:.I gf ' A 4 1 EE5:' f-' M g , A W5 igygms ..,., , X wa x was H- ,WS wg, , Q v , "' if 4 5.55,-.1 MJ , 1--.wwv ,M if-H, ' fy X X' 5,4 4 ' 2 ' ' Z' w Yg ,KSN W , k x' gn A .. ,. S WWW 'F Uk Q z-1 WW ,,,A ' ix 5 X V IV KL Y i 1 . s MSWGN if ' 1-:::,:Q13iwQ if w 4 M E MUSIC Bottom row, left to right: Rich ard S. Orton, Louise Swan, Mrs Elizabeth Cochran, head of de partmentg Raymond Oster. Second row: William F. Moon Frederic Barker, J. Russell Pax- IGH. Top row: John M. White. FINE ARTS Bottom row, left to right: Thelma Adams, Robert C. Craig, head of department, Mrs. Ruth Kothe. Second row: Chelsea Stewart, Ione Hirsch, Sara Bard, Edmund Schildknecht. Top row: Oakley Richey, Eliza- beth Jasper, John Simpson. DRAFTING Bottom row, left to right: E. W. Bryan, H. H. Walter, Horace E. Buggy, head of departmentg H. Z. Denzler, V. C. Dougherty, N. L. Schneider. Top row: W.E. Cleveland, F. E. Henke, C-A. Rosell, E. W. En- singer, Herbert D. Traub. HOME ECONOMICS Bottom row, left to right: Anna Kellum, Emily McCullough, Frances Buschmann, Mrs. Gerald- ine H. Moorman, head of depart- mentg Helen Murray, Mrs. Grace H. Maxwell. Second row: Hazel Barrows, Leona Miller, Eleanor Ament, Georgia Helen McDonald, Mrs. Gladys Lewsader, Hilda Kreft. Top row: Frieda Ann Bach, Pearl Apland, Mrs. Florence Swegel. GRAPHIC ARTS Bottom row, left to right: George E. Thompson, Ralph E. Clark, Floyd W. Billington, George R. Barrett, J. Woodward Auble. Top row: Mrs. Roberta W. Stewart, Frederick Polley, head of department, Frieda Lillis. AUTO SHOP Bottom row, left to right: John Haxton, M. W. Slattery, head of departmentg A. C. Boren, Stewart Joyce, assistant. Top row: Robert K. Offutt, .lo- seph S. Madden, Edward Mad- inger. BUILDING CRAFTS Bottom row, left to right: P. G. Alcorn, Jacob Jones, head of de- partmentg Dale F. Griflin, Wil- liam A. Sanford. Top row: A. Oertle, E. R. Thiel, William H. Lampert, Lewis Ewing. ELECTRICAL Bottom row, left to right: Jules Zinter, W. A. Hush, H. Floyd Fye, H. F. Markus, head of depart- mentg A. C. Van Arendonk. Top row: Robert Auble, Ray- mond Stewart, Earl Terry, H. C. Roberts. METAL TRADES Bottom row, left to right: H. A. Maves, Edward E. Greene, head of departmentg F. L. Wilson, W. H. Eddy, F. W. Atherton. Top row: William Johnston, R. E. Luecker, E. C. Baker, Ed- ward S. Howe, Russell R. Sands. COORDINATORS Bottom row, left to right: M. W. Slattery, Auto Trades, .lacoh L. Jones, Building Trades, llerliert Kessel, Coordinator, V. C. Dough- erty, Drafting. Top row: Edward E. Greene, Metal Trades, Mrs. Geraldine Moorman, Needle and Foods Trades, Frederick Polley, Graph- ios Arts, H. F. Markus, Electric. RECLASSIFICATION Bottom row, left to right: Boh- ert Emerson, Mrs. Ethel Mcln- tosh, John Mueller, head of de- partment, Leona Miller, William Sanford. Top row: Ross Lyons. Fred Henke, Charles P. Dagwell, Roh- ert K. Offutt, -Raymond Stewart, Edward S. Howe. OFFICE STAFF ASSISTANTS Bottom row, left to right: Jane Williams, Rosaline Petrovich, lva Mae Williams, Dorothy Harder, Margaret Fox, Mrs. Clara Inman. Top row: George O'Day, Ed- ward Goller, Clyde Armel, Carl Vlfithner, Stewart .loyce, Bobert Esther, Glenn Hankins, Franklin Heatheo, James G. Brown, Earl Terry. Bottom row, left to right: Joan Baker, Elsie Gray, Ann Thatcher, Miriam Howe, .lanet Rhodes, Jeannette Tobey. Second row: Hrs. Mahel G. Bard, Dorothy Crouch, Nellie Wliite, Marie Fuchs, Florence llc- Eowen, Gladys Howe. Top row: William Murray, Richard Wvatson, Harry Asmus. CUSTODIANS Bottom row, left to right: N. F. Goldman, F. T. Myers, G. E. Gates, D. C. Byker, M. W. King. head custodian, L. S. Kean, day watchman, Adolph Young, G. F. Byrd. Second row: F. M. Johnson, H. H. Laatz, L. M. Hiatt, Ora Boles, campus caretakerg L. H. Facemeyer, H. G. Luedeman, day watchmang B. V. Means. Third row: J. C. Sortwell, C. A. Kloss, T. W. Miller, A. H, Willey, A. B. Valentine, T. J. Heed, H. M. Pedlow. Top row: A. C. Moore, 0. A. Patterson, A. H. Smock, J. A- Thuman, E. L. Leliler. LUNCHBUOM WORKERS Bottom row, left to right: Mrs. Flora Easley, Pearl L. Holloway, unchroom manager, Mrs. Lillie lrees. 5 N E Second row. Mrs. Nettle chmidt, Mrs. Lulu Mahrling, flrs. Martina Oherlies, Mrs. mma Robbins, Mrs. Bose Mar- in Mrs. Ella Brockmier. Third row: Mrs. Ida Hart, Mrs. thel Bonifield, Mrs. Marcella mk, Mrs. Eva Tyner, Mrs. Kath- une Hazen, Mrs. Kathryn Green- tood, Mrs. Ella O'Mara, Jessie Sryant. 1 , r .. l i , J , . . I rl A - - q 1 vt C J K Fourth row Mrs Bertha Haus- er Mrs Flora Boreman Mrs. orothy Imel Mrs Alberta rebe Wlrs Mayme Roblnson helma Patterson Mrs. Laura Sasey Mrs. lwertha Brooks Wil- iam Monfort. Top row: Mrs. Amnia Delporte, rs. Elizabeth Boss, Mrs. Jessie arothers, Mrs. Mary Fleck, Mrs. lara Bowhay, Janet Swearingen, atherine Lyon, Jessie Bissel- erg, Mrs. Edna Bateman, Mrs. nna Bice, George Hoyl. ENGINEERS V Left to right: James Jackson. assistant engineerg Henry Spreen, assistant engineer, Edward Stumph, fireman 3 Jasper Ingram, fireman 3 E. A. Tobey, chief en- ineerg Luther Worley, fireman: Henry Kidd, firemang Carl Schooley,maintenance man, J. M. Stone, assistant engineer. 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Q 6 W Q " f r 1 ' ig? 3325 Q , Wg? -5 up if A f aff: H ' I IIAA M ' X W "A- 2:A M- , QQ? j g Q wi E Q' - "'f ' .- Q 1 KW , 4 - 2 7"'!f ' f ., - 1a it 6 t A Q , If L ' , , 1 4' Q' A '15 I X' ' W , - ' i , f 'g x I 5 AV, Q I Q , 9' . 'H 5 " ., ' .. ' ' 1 Q , ifg Q Q. ww 5' 'Q M .. ,... I ' 4 5 f Miw ' Jun me , ay, ABOVE: REPORTERS BELOW: EDITORS WRITING STAFFS STAFF I STAFF II Editor-in-chief ........... ....,... .Alice M. Bottoms Associate Editor .................... Dorothy Nichols Sports Editor .......... ....,.,. School Editor ..... Page 8 Editor ....... Exchanges ........... Donald Boles Martha McHatton Dorothy Droege John Sellers Lou Powers Robbins Ruth Meredith, Esther Koll REPORTERS Martha Lois Addison, Janet Bever, Marjorie Brinkman, Harrison Crouch, Jeannie Cour, Kathryn Davis, June Gardner, Dorisann Johnson, Mary Jane Johnston, Raymond Kern, Betty June Keske, Esther Koll, June Martinella, Ruth Meredith, Thorn Snyder, Betty Swank, Esther Waggoner, and Hamilton Williams. AGKNUVVLEDGMENTS We extend our appreciation to those who served as judges for the literature contests: Mr. Bjorn Winger, chairman, Mrs. Bessie Fix, and Mr. R. E. Emerson-poetlyg Miss Helen Thornton, chairman, Miss Anna Brochhausen, and Miss Margaret Waters-essaysg Miss Jeannette White, chairman, Miss Irene McLean, and Mr. D. C. Park-short stories. We thank Alma Fisher for assisting with the layout, and Harry Esamann for art work done for the magazineg the Indianapolis En- graving Company for the use of the two snow scenesg and Mr. S. A. Reager for the frontispiece. A LIVING LABUIIATUPIY Seventy-six acres of wooded land! First they served the government as an Arsenal, now, they compose a scientific and spiritual laboratory for the Arsenal Tech- nical Schools, through which they serve the world by help- ing to develop intelligent, ambitious, useful men and women. On the campus, science classes gather fresh material for experiments, art classes find innumerable spots of charm for sketches and paintings, mathematics classes form equa- tions from actual field work with surveying instruments, agriculture classes plant their seeds and reap their harvests of flowers and vegetablesg R. O. T. C. boys drill and prac- tice maneuveringg and athletes build strong bodies through out-door exercise. ln probably few other high schools can the curriculum be so combined with activities in the great out-of-doors. Unique is the Wild Flower Garden, a laboratory for young scientists. This densely wooded tract of nearly hve acres has been preserved as a sanctuary for native plant life which is rapidly disappearing in other regions. Through the unceasing efforts of the Science departments, approxi- mately three hundred different varieties of wild flowers have been planted in the garden. Noteworthy specimens are the Snow Trillium, the Bottled Centian, and the Grass- of'-Parnassus. Loveliest of the northern Orchis, the Yellow Lady's-Slipper dips its velvety crome in the dank under- brush and the shy Moccasin Flower hides its fragile pink lobes in some untrodden nook-delicate poems in loveli- ness. This paradise of flowers is no less delightful to the ornithologist. Nearly seventy-five different species of birds have been seen in the garden. ln the heart of the sanctuary, camoflaged by tree limbs and dense underbrush, is a bird banding and feeding station where hundreds of birds have been caught, banded, and released. Touched by the alchemist, Spring, Forsythia hedges burst with gold. Lilac Lane dips with odorous white and purple blossoms. The Wild Flower Garden stirs to life. Violet and Hepatica blooms are rapidly followed by a gamut of other flowers. Migrating birds linger in the trees. ln autumn, when the corpse-like sycamores are tipped with bronze, Warblers and thrushes pause in their southward journey. Wild asters and chocolate-plumed cat-tails nod over the quiet pool where Marsh marigolds stretch their rich green and the wild eolombine sketches a filigree pat- tern over the limestone ledges. With the snows of winter, the shrubbery dons an ermine cloak. The entire campus is shrouded in pure white, networked by walks and drive- ways. In all seasons, Tech is beautiful. Here knowledge is combined with loveliness, classrooms are supplemented with out-door experience. This is a living laboratory. MADGE Burr-IERFORD. 1 . . LUUPEPIATIUN ln order to be successful an organization must have a strong leader, but even he can not attain the desired success unless he has a corps of loyal workers, all of whom are willing and anxious to cooperate for the good of the organ- ization. Cooperation is the basis upon which Tech claims suc- cess, for without the acknowledged leadership of Mr. De- Witt S. Morgan, Techis principal, and the eagerness of the faculty to work with him tirelessly for the best interests of the school and the welfare of the students Tech would not be the school that it is today. Twenty-five years ago Tech's faculty consisted of eight members and a principal, Mr. Milo H. Stuart, who, un- aided by an oliice staff at Tech, served as principal of two schools. For nineteen years Mr. Stuart guided the growth and the development of Tech until November of l930 when he was named assistant superintendent of schools in charge of secondary school education. That iirst semester there was an enrollment of one hun- dred eighty-one pupils who met on the second floor of the Arsenal. In the eight thinly partitioned classrooms with makeshift equipment, classes were conducted in eleven courses. Mr. Morgan, Techis first vice-principal, who followed Mr. Stuart as principal, has carried on his work and further developed the school. The six thousand eight hun- dred seventy-three pupils now enrolled are able to select courses which they wish to take from a curriculum of approximately one hundred forty-five subjects. The vari- ous classes meet in about one hundred eighty classrooms provided in the fourteen buildings on the campus. The two hundred forty-nine teachers with their seventeen assistants and an oliice staff of fifteen cooperate with Mr. Morgan in carrying out his extensive program of curriculum building and school improvement. Enthusiastic teachers have formed clubs, most of which are an outgrowth of the curriculum, and special groups which assist in the organization of the school. These num- ber fortyg thus every pupil has an opportunity to express himself or to delve further into the secrets of his favorite study. Club participation gives the pupils opportunities to develop intellectually and socially, to acquire initiative and leadership, and to learn to work with their classmates. Promotion of good health is not neglected, for the lunchroom workers prepare and serve good, wholesome, well-balanced meals, the engineers see that the buildings are heated properly, and the custodians keep the class- rooms clean and in order. All this cooperative work makes the Arsenal Technical Schools what they are today. VIRGINIA ROLAND. BUSINESS STAFF MAIDGE RUTIIEIIFORD VIRGINIA RIILAND IIARIKY IILEWELLYN UUE. TIIOVIKS Edlltot-lu-Cllirl Awlwillle Edilul Lllymll Fdilul JANUARY MAGAZINE STAFF ADVISORY BOARD JANUARY MAGAZINE STAFF Magazine Editor ...................,.................................... Madge Rutherford Associate Editor .................. .......... V irginia Roland Layout Editor ............................ . .......... Harry Llewellyn Associate Layout Editor .................................................... Dale Thomas BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager ...................................................................... Dale Holt Circulation Manager .......... ........ .......................... W a yne Sagor Publicity Manager .................................................,........ Donald Kindred Typists ........ Maxine E. Johnson, Marian McGauhey, Betty L. Morris ADVISORY BOARD Miss Mabel Goddard ........................ Head of the English Department Miss Ella Sengenberger ......... .................,.... D irector of Publications Werner Monninger ......... ............... ,,.,,,,,,, I ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, B u siness George R. Ban'ett ...........,...,,,,,.,,..,,..,,,.,.,. ,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,,,,,., P r inting Layout Supervision for Magazine .......,... ..,.,,,,, M iss Frieda B, Lijlis Printing Supervision for Cover ............ ........... Fl oyd W. Billington Campus Photographer .............................. .......... H erbert D. Trauh Principal of Arsenal Technical Schools .................. DeWitt S, Morgan Wi??Sf?ff li- "ll 3 . , EU FIRST Row: Owen Findley, Robert Mayer, lvan Stoshitch, George Clark, Earl West, James McCormick, Alvin Ellis, Pete lrea, Darrell Thomas, Harry Adkins, Tommy Wilson, Joe Crofts, Harlan Weaver, Parker Wilson, Donald Yelton, Leroy Snyder, Joe Kirsch. SECOND Row: James Weaver, Dave Miller, Norman Linne, Louis Lee, Leland Wiggam, Don Huffman, Joe Powell, Don Gillie, Jolm Campbell, Melvin Coulter, Eugene Brown, Leslie Fleck, James Wechsler, Raymond Von Spreckleson, Wilbert Mandara. THIRD Row: Coach R. L. Ball, Asst. Coach Wayne E. Rhodes, Jack Lee, Slavko Mattes, Harry Barton, Bob Teen, N. Joe Crawford, Jean Stroh, Keith Jones, Richard Huberti, Morris Mikkelsen, Arthur Murphy, John Johnson, Robert Tomlinson, Joe Yetter, Arthur Beldon, Robert Bailey, Reserve Coach W. E. Cleveland, Manager Fred R. Gorman. FOURTH Row: George Shaffer, Brooks Powers, Frank Mitchell, James Warrenburg, Fred Fulton, Charles Howard, Robert Clifford, Don Bostic, Carl Hartlage,Wayne Goodman, Forest Risley, Charles Morris, Charles Gearns, James Tearney,William Cauldwell. Although one defeat at the hands of Shortridge forced Tech to share the city championship with the North- siders and Washington, and another heart-breaking set- back from the Anderson lndians wrecked the Greenis hopes for the North Central Conference crown, the varsity football team completed a successful schedule under the tutelage of Coach Robert L. Ball. Depending largely on a fast running attack, coupled with a dazzling aerial offense, the Green and White eleven piled up 85 points against 79 for the opposition to gain victories over Richmond, Muncie, Manual, Cathedral, and Washington, While tying Jefferson of Lafayette and drop- ping decisions to Shortridge and Anderson. Tech tangled with the previously unscored-upon Jeffer- son of Lafayette team in the season's opener, and after sixty minutes of heated play the game ended in a 6-to-6 deadlock. The Bronchos capitalized on a blocked punt in the first quarter with Korty scoring, while the Techmen tallied in the second period after a long pass set the stage for Wilson to register. Traveling to Richmond, October third, the Green eleven captured its first win of the season by downing the Red Devils, 20 to 14., in a North Central Conference tilt. Passes were responsible for all touchdowns during the game, with Wilson scoring twice and Huffman crossing the goal once for Tech. Lundy, fleet-footed negro back, pushed over on both occasions for the Red Devils. A late fourth-quarter safety provided the margin of vic- tory for the Green and White as Tech journeyed to Muncie for a night game October ninth to hand the Bearcats their ME UF T E FUUTB LL EA U first defeat by eking out an 8-to-7 triumph. The Green reg- istered in the first quarter with Weaver going over after a sustained drive. Muncie forged ahead in the second period on a touchdown by Goens, followed by a successful con- version. Both teams then battled on even terms until the final minutes when Burres of Muncie was tackled behind his goal for the winning points. A safety again resulted in victory for the Green and White in the initial city series battle when Manual fell before Tech, 8 to 6, at Delavan Smith field, October six- teenth. The two-pointer came in the first period after a Redskin punt wasblocked over the goal, then Wilson scored on a pass in the second quarter to boost the advan- tage. Manual was held scoreless until the third period when Hansing counted on a pass. Coach Ball's team extended its victory string to four consecutive wins at the Tech field October twenty-third by stopping Cathedral, 18 to 7, for the first time in three years. Weaver scored on Tech's initial try with the ball in the first quarter to maintain an early lead which he increased with touchdowns in the second and fourth periods. The Irish offered their only threat in the third quarter when Fitzgerald went over following a 72-yard march. Failure to convert points after touchdowns spelled the first defeat of the season and the loss of the North Central Conference title for Tech October thirtieth, as Anderson edged out the Green, 13 to 12, at the Tech gridiron. ln the second quarter the Indians tallied, in rapid-fire order, on passes to Goss and Davis and converted one extra point to command a comfortable lead. Tech came back strong to stage a spectacular rally in the final session as Weaver counted twice, but both extra point attempts failed. Tech regained the victory column and climbed to the top of the city series standing November sixth in halting the previously unbeaten Washington Continentals, 7 to 0, at the Westsiders' field. Brilliant defensive work marked the play of both elevens, but Crofts registered on a pass in the second quarter to give Tech the winning advantage. Nearly eight thousand fans filled the Butler bowl for the annual battle with Shortridge November thirteenth, as the Green and White fought for undisputed possession of the city championship, but the Blue Devils proved too strong and emerged on the long end of a 26-to-6 count to throw the race for the local title into a three-way tie. Displaying a powerful running attack featured by dead- ly blocking, the Blue Devils rolled up two touchdowns in the first four minutes, with Dawson and Schlake scoring. Dawson again registered in the second period, then Rash bolstered the lead with another marker in the last quarter. Techis lone counter came in the final minutes when six consecutive passes were completed to pave the way for Weaver to perish over the goal. RESERVES Coach W. E. Cleveland led the reserve grid team through its second undefeated season when the B team completed its five-game series with four victories and one tie. In the opening game of the season October eighth the Green and White team traveled to Southport to eke out an 18-to-14' decision over the Cardinals. At Manual the fol- lowing Thursday the host tasted defeat at the hands of Tech, 14- to 7. Cathedral next fell before the Techmen in a tussle on the East Side field October twenty-first, the visi- tors losing by a 7-to-6 count. Shortridge blurred the other- wise perfect record by holding Coach Cleveland's team to a scoreless tie October twenty-ninth, but in the final game of the season played at Washington November fifth, the Green and White team returned victorious over the Con- tinentals, 19 to 12. FRESHMEN Under the direction of Mr. Paul Wetzel, the latest addi- tion to the coaching staff, Techis freshman football team captured three games in four starts. In their opening battle on the Tech gridiron October fifteenth the freshies toppled Manual, 14 to 7. The rhinies added their second victim October twenty-first when Cathe- dral went down, 20 to 6, at the losers, field. Shortridge nosed out the Green and White, 6 to 0, October twenty-ninth on the North Side gridiron, but the yearlings concluded their schedule by defeating Washington, 14 to 0, November fifth at the Tech field. The athletes on the squad were Robert Benton, Charles Berling, Robert Boomershine, William Brown, Frank Bud- denbaum, Robert Burns, Norman David, Walter Dillehay, Edward Gibbs, William Gill, Max Gooch, Robert Hendrix- son, William Hessler, Louis Hilscher, Nicholas Huter, Ed- ward lngersoll, Dan Lentz, George Lucas, Howard Mathe- son, Glen McCormick, William McGill, Frank Morgan, William Murphy, Denzil Neville, John Patterson, William H. Patterson, William Pattison, James Pein, Thomas Reilly, Ernest Renner, Frank E. Robbins, William Schuck, Julio Smith, Robert Smolka, ,lack Stoetling, William Tu- dor, Frank Walker, Charles Wilson, Charles Wortman, and August Zupancie. HEALTH l'liUfiliAlVl Health, to which so little attention is paid, is really one of the most important aspects of life because regardless of a person's abilities or desires, a person can not do as he wishes without the assistance of the ever-important factor -health! One of the objectives of the present-day schools is to teach the students the principles of healthful living and to imbed in their minds the necessity of following these rules. Every person, to a certain extent, inherits his physical status, but it is his duty to improve on his body or, if it is in nearly perfect condition, to apply himself to maintain- ing his health. It is the high-school person who fails to realize the ever-increasing importance of keeping his body fit. This is because the strain of overworking the muscles and tissues of the body has not yet begun to tell. Tech offers many opportunities for both the study and maintenance of health. In such classes as physiology, hy- giene, and nursing, the students get specific technical knowledge. In courses such as chemistry, home econom- ics, and zoology, there are many principles that relate to health. The students also receive practical health training in physical education, military training, and athletics. The First Aid department acts as an advisory clinic. Thus the school promotes health both in theory and in practice. COACHES Bottom row, left to right: C. P. Dagwell, base- ballg Bayne D. Freeman, varsity basketball, Fred R. Gorman, athletic directorg R. L. Ball, varsity footballg Paul E. Myers, track. Top row: Ross Lyons, freshman trackg Reuben Behlmer, trackg Kenneth Barr, reserve basketballg Paul Wetzel, freshman footballg W. E. Cleveland, reserve footballg Wayne E. Rhodes, varsity football. FALL GULF Paced by Eugene Cox, who carried off individual honors with a low medal score of 77, the Tech golf team, under the direction of Mr. Bayne D. Freeman, copped the cham- pionship in the annual North Central Conference links tournament played at Richmond September nineteenth. Scores of other Tech golfers were as follows: Arthur Wettle, 79, Wayne Montfort, 84-, and Robert Laffey, 89. The Richmond foursome toured the course with a card of 351 for the runner-up position, while Kokomo, Lafay- ette, and Marion finished in order for the next three places. FALL TENNIS TUURNEY In the annual North Central Conference tennis tourney held at Richmond September nineteenth the Tech net team, coached by Mr. Robert L. Ball, registered a clean sweep by winning both the singles and doubles events. As defending title holders in the doubles, the Green and White successfully retained the distinction, with Carl Bohn and James Prater defeating the Logansport combination of Robert Brough and ,lames McCarnes, 6-2, 6-2, in the final round. Elmer Molique stopped ,lack Crain, of Logans- port, 6-4, 6-3, in the championship match of the single com- petition. CHUSS-GUUNTBY TEAM Tech's cross-country team, coached by Mr. Paul E. Myers, raced to victory in three meets to conclude its 1936 season undefeated. In the initial duel against Warren Central at the Tech course September twenty-fifth the Green harriers coasted to an easy 20-to-35 triumph. Sweeping the first five places, the Tech runners next downed Manual, 15 to 40, at the Southsiders' field October seventeenth. After trailing at the start, Elias Poulos staged a fast finish to lead the Green and White tracksters to a close 25-to-30 win over Washington in the final engagement of the season at the Continentals' field November sixth. Poulos' winning time of ten minutes, three seconds, established a new record for the two-mile course. ' Members of the team were Poulos, George Lyday, Ralph Monroe, Vernon Martin, Leland Badger, Oren Bartle, Robert Delrymple, Millard Dobbs, William Garrett, and Frank Kottlowski. GIRLS' SPORTS The girls, physical education classes present a colorful picture when they 'cwork out" in their regulation blue suits, white socks and shoes. The department affords an opportunity for girls to dis- play ability in almost any type of athletics, as class work includes various types of dancing, mat work or stunts, self- testing activities, and games such as volley ring, bad- minton, cage ball, shullie board, volley ball, basketball, baseball, and others. Ring toss, a new game, has recently been added to the list. A ping pong set will soon be ob- tained. Girls may receive instructions in tennis. Archery is taught to girls in Gym III or above. A safety program is included, for the first time, in the department course of study. This program requires nine lessons a semester. lts purpose is to promote good health and safety. Supreme Day is set aside as the girls' Play Day at which time all those working for points are privileged to partici- pate in contests. All girls in the department who desire to work for points may do so. After a girl has accumulated three hundred and fifty points she is awarded a bronze pin. When she has won seven hundred and fifty points she receives a silver ping and for one thousand points, a gold pin. Points may be collected by participation in extra-cur- ricular activities such as tennis, hockey, baseball, volley ball, basketball, and badminton. Twenty-five points are received for participation in every game. If the girl is an outstanding player she may win a hundred points. Points may be received for participation in the Sketch- book and Christmas pageant to which the department al- ways contributes an act.

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