Central High School - Red and Black Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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How well I remember his joyous laughter at ludicrous situations and their apt recital! Years of close acquaintance taught me his true worth, and varied relation- ships increased my esteem for him. Manly, efficient, sympathetic, helpful man, his friendship was the more prized the longer it lasted. His cheery presence is grievously missed. W. S. BRYAN Assistant Superintendent of Instruction and formerly Principal of Central High School During the twenty years that lVlr. Chester B. Curtis served the Central High School as Teacher, Assistant Principal, and Principal, he exerted a lasting influence upon both the student body and upon his fellow teachers. Mr. Curtis's life is unique in that it embodied two marked and somewhat contrasted characteristics. He was both scientific and social in his nature -a rather rare combination. He was equally at home in a scientific situa- tion or in the solution of some social problemg he was resourceful in either field. Nlr. Curtis was serious and dignified and at the same time friendly and cordial. He had a keen and analytical mind tempered with an abundant sense of humor. His personality was most attractive. He was never stilted but always congenial and straightforward. The happy combination of these qualities made of him a great teacher and a lasting friend. STEPHEN A. DOUC-LASS Principal, Central High School The memory of Mr. Chester B. Curtis is indelibly stamped upon the minds of all of us who knew him. That jubilant laugh, that burst of whistle or of song after the formal work of the day was done, is still more than a memory. That graciousness and charm, that good fellowship, that out- standing courtesy, requiring a capital C, marked the man who was always a prince among his fellows. l count myself fortunate to have had intimate association with such a man-a man of striking personality, of dignity, of refinement and culture, thoroughly human and adaptable, the friend and inspirer of youth, an able administrator-my friend. - D. H. WEIR Assistant Principal, Central High School Mr. Chester B. Curtis endeared himself to us and the business world, as he did to all other people with whom he came in contact. l have never known his untiring courtesy, generosity, and utter lack of selfishness to fail. l had been associated with Mr. Curtis intimately, in a business way, for about eleven years, and l think l can sum up my opinion of him by saying that he daily practiced, in every way, the art of being a true gentleman. F. M. lVlAYFlEl.D President, Scruggs-Vandervoort-Barney Seven Eight A 'dirihute To MISS ALICE D. CHOATE By BYRON MOSER CCentral, 19035 ln I927, Central, the oldest high school west of the Mississippi River, lost through her voluntary retirement, Miss Alice D. Choate, who had taught Latin exclusively from the time she first joined Central's teaching staff in the early years when this school was located at l5th and Olive Streets. August 25th, I93I, Miss Choate passed to her reward, and left among her many friends a sense of irreparable loss. Miss Choate was one of the most lovable characters with whom Central High School has been blessed. Hers was a long life of service consecrated to thousands of young people. If ever any woman gave the best of her life to others, it was the capable, refined, cultured Miss Choate. The study of Latin has always been difficult to many people, but Miss Choate cleared the way to make possible its mastery for every earnest pupil under her influence. She was sympa- thetic and patient: her keen sense of duty made her persevere to the limit with those pupils to whom Latin seemed impossible. Duty was the keynote of her life. As a result of her ability, her culture, her refinement, her loyalty, her infinite patience, perseverance, and her determined desire to secure best results, Miss Choate will always be remem- laered for her beneficent influence on the lives of those who were privileged to come under her teaching. She was generous to a' fault in her life of service. She won the love and esteem of her pupils and the confidence of their parents. Many of the parents had studied under Miss Choate and all were happy to entrust their children to her wise guidance. No finer compliment could be paid a teacher. She was not only a teacher, but a beloved friend of every student entrusted to her care. The world hath no! another Of such 6nish'd, chasterfd purity. mumnmmmm mmmwmu IlllIlllll mml mumnlwmmmmmm ,, ,. .A ik l1llIlI ..1nunmmixuxXiWmmlmllnmi1 1 - Q f f + , Il IllIIlUll ll mmlllllllllllltmixuu T T Ill ullllllllllllllllllllllllllh I W 1 Q aft if 5 5 Q ..inlllllllllllIl!lli Nllllmm,.,,mm XG ,mf Siulmgnul -..1 nur 2 nnwmm mmh K ' 4 . Q ' nl ll ' lllllllmmll pm I K Illlllllllll ,, lm lil, l mul l N av --gi .. ., in -. , N un - A A , llmnmu -,,, , mu ull' , if A , . ' yi? fy ' f ,f ' 4 T 57 if fi 3 5 7 ' 24, T A ff , Q , E , X 1 Zh- Y A iv . 1. ,f Z'-, I 'P . EGG America's Story in Four Books Freshman Book Indian Colonial Days . Sophomore Book The Dawn of Democracy . Junior Book Days of '76 . . Senior Book The New Republic . Miniatures The Class of January, l932 . The Class of June, l932 . Editorial A Letter from Percy lVlacKaye The School Play . . . Organizations Athletics Boys' Sports ..... Girls' Athletic Association . Jokes and Advertisements BDRO Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Page Nine Ten INSCRIPTION ON PICTURES OF I-IOUDON BUST This is a photograph of the famous Houclon Bust of George Washington made from life at Mount Vernon by the great French sculptor, jean Antoine Houdon, in l785. The bust has never been away from that shrine. This picture has been selected by the Portrait Committee of this Commission as the official picture of The Father of His Country, for the Bicenten- nial Celebration of his birth in l932. Credii for rhe copy of Ihis piclizre is given and appreciation expressed to the United States George Washington Bicentennial Commission for the Celebration of the Two Hundredth Anniversary of the birth of George XVashington-1932 Behiratinn With Loyal Hearts the Students of CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL Dedicate zhis issue of the RED AND BLACK To WASHINGTON THE MAN WHO MADE Us Virginia gave us this imperial man Cast in the massive mould Of those high-statured ages old Which into grander forms our mortal metal rang Mother of States and undiminished men, Thou gauest us a country, giving him. From Virginia by Lowell Eleven STEPHEN A. DOUGLASS Principal D. H. WEIR Assistant Principal ROSINE DICKMAN Dean of Girls World History LORETTO C. AMEND Physical Education and Health M. M. BAILEY Mechanical Drawing MARGARET F. BAKER English MARY L. BECK English GEORGE A. BLUTHARDT Applied Music Band Chorus Dulcimer Club Glee Club Orchestra IRENE E. BOWEN Latin VERNON BRADBURN Social Studies ELMER H. CHRISTENSON Physics ROY V. COFFEY Bookkeeping Business Fundamentals Commercial Law Vocational Counseling PAUL H. CONANT American History Economics Social Studies World History JENNIE M. CROWDER Home Economics VEST DAVIS English Oral Expression EDNA V. de LINIERE American History OSCAR C. DETERING Business Fundamentals Stenography Typing ISABEL S. DOLCH Algebra General Mathematics World History MARY A. DOYLE English EDNA EIMER English NADYNE FAGER Twelve THE FACULTY MARJORIE EWING Stenography Typing ALFRED FRIEDLI Social Studies Sociology ANNA JEAN GIBNEY Spanish J. S. GOCHENAUER American History Social Studies World History CARRIE E. GRIFFITH English WALLACE C. GUNDLACH English AELIZE HAACK Physical Education and Health LILLIAN M. HELTZELL Algebra Latin ROY IVAN JOHNSON English JAMES McLAIN JONES Social Studies C. H. KELBAUGH Bookkeeping Business Fundamentals LOUIS M. KITTLAUS Physical Education LOUIS M. KITTLAUS, JR. Physical Education AMELIA C. KRAG Art EMMA LANGENBERG German AGNES I. LODWICK Art Art Appreciation LORRAINE LOWRY English LEVI HARRIS MARKLAND Algebra Geometry ELLES T. MARRIOTT Manual Training KATHERINE MARTINI German Social Studies PAUL G. MILLER Algebra Geometry FRANCES MOOK Home Economics CAROLINE OREELL Spanish ROLAND F. NEUMANN Physical Training Office GLADYS WALTON MABEL OLMSTEAD American History World History MARY V. OSBURN English ELIZABETH PARKER French J. E. POWELL General Science H. F. PRATT Commercial Law Stenography Typing LILLIAN I. RANDALL Business Fundamentals Typing BESSIE G. ROSS Biology THOMAS RUCKER General Science Physics H. C. SCHWEIKERT English R. E. SCOTT Algebra Geometry Trigonometry H. B. SMELLIE Business Fundamentals Geography HAROLD E. SPROSS General Mathematics Geometry Manual Training CATHERINE Z. SULLIVAN Physical Education and Health LAURA R. THOMURE English EDWARD VAN LANDEGEND Algebra Geometry J. R. VERTREES Mechanical Training LAURA D. WATKINS Biology MARTIN C. WILSON Chemistry KATHERINE M. SCHAAF School Doctor for Girls WALTER R. JORDAN School Doctor for Boys BONNA NIEDRINGHAUS Librarian MARY ELIZABETH HUNTER Lunchroom Manager ANNA LTI-TEN School Nurse HARRY F. ROACH Commercial Law fn-Ta-i'E:' ,, ECL 50NevA,u.AB BQT1. I JILNJD1 JI Amiga 'fc coluow ll IAILAIDJIAAIS Hr 'Q 1 ilu 5 1 K - , -r 41- r 51332 ' ,is ,Ji i ' 7 , xr. . -'45 1-'-x,.,v - '- r ' Z' 7' -1'ff.f .-.' - 1. . -. '.. I ,-. - . .1 ' 44 fn, 4 ' X' 2.1 isggtw- V - -. 2 ' f ' P - ,. A-, ,Z f., A L-J m.ei...a.. 5 X V ,7 -gg .Aa-V A A g g vw , ..:1 te :fy ,, ,r -- V ,gh J 5, .t JY.. fl ., ,Nt Sm 4....n A. I.. '. J! I vc. IX, i h . -f.i,i..', . ' . . .5 1, n- 47 ,Z 5. .A . Mfg N f: 1.5 . : an -f -f , - - If 5 X .K 1 lr 4r'i1S'au. ,fx AL I I I IIII INDIAN COLONIAL DAYS By Howard Wz'IIz'ams RED AND BLACK Historian I-IE era introduced by the discovery of America brought forth many great leaders. Their bravery in daring the unknown dangers of the sea and the perils of the interior of the new country has made them almost legendary heroes. Many are the tales of Columbus, the poor boy of Genoa, who loved to sit on the wharves and dream of the days when he might sail forth in great ships such as those he saw entering the harbor. Many are the tales of other great explorers of the new world-how they risked unknown dangers in their service to the king, and in their search for riches. The marvelous tales of the new world, the conquest of Mexico and Peru are characterized by the search for wealth. The great riches of these early days, the gold and jewels of the Incas, is a conception almost beyond the scope of imagination. All such tales, fabled and real, helped to build up the A legendary character of the early explorers. But all was not everywhere so Wonder- ful. Some adventurers came looking for gold but found only torture and struggle and death in the new world. They found only death in a horrible form: death by torture, by poisoned arrow, by starvation. Such a fate was too frequently the reward of their bravery. The heroism of these men has left its traces on America. Their day waned, but they caused themselves to be remembered eternally in history. The early Spanish pioneers were soon succeeded by the Eng- lish fthe Elizabethan Sea Dogsml and later by their successors, the founders of Jamestown and Plymouth. The Sea Dogs, although really pirates, served a good purpose for England and America, for their piracy gave our English fore- fathers a hold on the sea and also a foot- hold in America. .maj , Qs.. ff-xc . ,' I Y VS f xg fix T I , 1 , Ikxg-it m. I-'ourieen -i. FRESHMAN SUBSTAFF WAYNE BRINKERI-IOFF ,IANIS EYRE HERTHA BECKER EDNA BUTLER .IEANETTE STUCKEMEYER ISADORE STEIN JOSEPHINE TAMALIS HENRY SULKOWSKI ETHEL BIERMAN ESTHER CRESSWELL ALOYSIUS KUBERSKI HAROLD GARBER RUTH MOUNCE JOSEPH HOSSITT A - ADELE STEINHAUSER WILLIAM WEBER MISS DOYLE, Sponsor THE LITTLE PILGRIIVI SPEAKS By Dorothy Enck, '35 I was on the Mayflower- I'm sure that you know Of our terrible time With the ice and the snow. It was freezing and cold, We knew nothing before Of what real winter meant, Till we came to this shore. Then the Indians! Oh! But the story you know For you've read of it all, In the books long ago. YVere we sorry we came From England so dear? Indeed we were not- Though it was rather drear. Then at last came the harvest, With good things in store, Do you wonder our hearts Were with joy running o'er? So. our Governor Bradford. With gentle, wise sway, Said, Let us be thankful One whole blessed day. There was not one to ask Or demur at his word: But over all Plymouth Greatest joy could be heard. So today while you travel Your own happy way: Remember the Pilgrims' First Thanksgiving Day. Fifteen MBER, 1931 TE GIRLS, SEP AN THE FRESHM 1 RTF! , dim :, - L . . X 'Xi th re , in. .ff'l-IE. iii 251 il.-Q.3C,lQ, THE LOST COLONISTS By W1'Ibur Moore and Guy Veech, '35 O THE person who intends to enjoy this story it may be interesting to know that it is not entirely based on fact, but is, in part, an imaginary story. It is a known fact that a party of colonists including women and children, led by John White, settled in the vicinity of Roanoke Island. It is also known that they mysteriously disappeared, leaving no trace of their whereabouts, except the name Croatann which was carved into the bark of a tree. The imaginary part of the story deals with the experiences of the party of colonists. When John White and the colonists ar- rived at,Roanoke lsland, they were al- ready short of provisionsg and for this reason Governor White disembarked his passengers and sailed back to England for more supplies. He immediately se- cured the supplies and began the return voyage, but his ships were attacked by pirates and thus he was forced to return again to England. Four years passed and White finally succeeded in returning to the island, only to find the colonists mys- teriously missing, as has been mentioned before. About the time that John White de- parted for England, a certain young ln- dian had been stirring up trouble in one of the most famous tribes in America. Maneteo, the chief of the tribe, had aban- doned the young Indian, Tayoga, for a reason that shall be fully explained. Tay- oga was banished from the tribe for the obvious reason of being a weakling, and a hindrance to the tribeg but the real reason dated back to some trouble which his parents had had with the chief. His parents were now dead, but the chief's hatred still remained in his savage heart, and now was the time for revenge. He could not just banish Tayoga from the tribe because of the hatred he himself had for the boy, for the youth had many friends among the tribe. So he gave the reason that he has been mentioned in the preceding lines. Tayoga was forced to leave the tribe and depend upon his own ability as a game hunter for existence. He was an accurate shot at close range with his weapons, but he had not the strength to bend his bow for a long shot. For this reason he was unsuccessful as a hunter because he was not able to get close enough to his quarry to kill it. He was near starvation, when some colonists in search of food discovered him lying ex- hausted not far from a sparkling stream of fresh water which he had been trying to reach. The colonists, being of a merci- ful nature, took Tayoga back to the settle- ment with them. The doctor of the settlement immedi- ately took charge of Tayoga, depriving himself of half his own food to feed the Indian. After a period of about two weeks, on the doctor's small rations, Tay- oga had recovered a great deal of his former energy. It was through Tayoga's knowledge that the colonists were able to survive through the following winter. He taught them how to lay traps so as to bring good Seventeen 1931 PTEMBER THE FRESHMAN BOYS, SE ' W r if QM? r . . Muu nrai f .ff'l-IE. 12.2.-.19 Aer-qu: a,L...o.c.la.. results, and he also showed them how to raise their own corn for future use. The colonists had a good supply of seed corn fgiven them by some friendly ln- dianj which had been of no use until Tayoga happened along. The colonists and Tayoga received plenty of nourishment during the winter, and Tayoga recovered rapidly at the hands of the doctor. ln fact, at the end of the winter, Tayoga was no longer a wealcling but a perfect specimen of lndian manhood. Now to return to the chieftain who had driven Tayoga from his tribe. lVlaneteo's conscience had been bothering him and he had vowed that if Tayoga ever re- turned safely he would love him as his own son. There was to be an athletic assembly of many eastern tribes at a designated clearing in the forest in a few days. Tay- oga upon hearing this, decided to enter the contest wearing the colors of Mane- teo's tribe. On the day that the contests took place Tayoga appeared at the last realize that the big fellow was Tayoga. The young Indian easily defeated the other entrants in three-fourths of the matches, and at the close of the day he had brought fame to lVIanetoe's tribe. Afterwards Tayoga revealed his identity to the chief who was so filled with joy that he wept aloud. Tayoga unraveled the mystery of his change to the tribe and gave the kind group of white men all the credit they deserved. Maneteo was overjoyed and so amazed at the ability of the colonists that he invited them to accompany him to his new hunting grounds on Croatan lsland. This invitation they accepted read- ily. Before leaving the island, the colon- ists carved this name in the bark of a tree. They lived happily with the Indians for many years before they Hnally per- ished during a severe winter. Thus, when John White and his company returned to the island, he found the homes of the colonists vacantg and, as they never sought the colonists who had been on moment before the events began. Al- Roanoke lsland, their disappearance re- though the chief saw him, he did not mained a mystery. THE COLONISTS By 'William Stratton, '35 Plunging brauely into unknown lands Praying under brooding skies, Going singly and in bands. Seeking ever the hidden prize. Caring not for pagan wilds. Caring not for treacherous snow, Worrz'ed not by Indian guile, See them marching onward go. Finind anon their sought-for goal, Settling in the wilderness, Playing their courageous role- God bless them for their nobleness. Nineteen T f Maman f , ., , fr ' .f f f f- ,, 'ff Q , JA , MH !l'tItIelllIilmlat1 Wil t ..., , D i' .ff'H--IEL. iii QFSIEJ ia!...3C,lC.. WINTER JOYS By Joseph Hossitt, '35 Winter months bring ice and snow, And on our skates away we go! Shouts of laughter, shouts of glee, Fun for you and fun for me. At sunset's glow, we're cold and chill Joyously home we rush with a will To radiant Eres that crackle and leap Throwing shadows that weirdly creep. Nuts and apples and marshmallows white For us there is no greater delight. Roasting, sputtering, bidding us eat, Along with our candies and goodies so SLUQET. When grannies clock chimes, we trot up the stairs, Whispering gleefully with no thought of cares. Candles in hand send wavering gleams On each little head. so softly, it seems. And so to bed, quite weary with sleep, Sinking in softness so comfyyand deep To dream of the morrow with thoughts of good cheer. When again we indulge in pleasures so dear. DAY DREAMS By Josephine Tamalis, '35 W'hen the beach was still and lonely, And the waves, so wild and free, Turned to restless ripples only, And the sunset lit the sea, When each ripple glistened under Countless rays of rosy light, Then my soul grew great with wonder At the beauty of the sight. And I dreamed of coming ages, Days when man would glorious beg Struggling upward, through the pages Of a grand eternity. As I stood, with fancy roving, Storm clouds stole across the sung And the pine tops, restless, mouing, Told of wrongs already done. Then the world grew bleak and dreary. Fruitless, then, my fancies seem. Yet, at times, in doubt, I wonder. Was it nothing but a dream? Twenty '23 Il 4 f X A Y ,hir ...U-1 I li 7-1PfJ ' is. 'ln 4' 4 . 1.-. l v ' 1 1-'1j.:'Z-'-5 .- -L , ' .' V 3-Q-:ling ' f . - . -'QWQPQ si-N ' E , X., GaK -.X . maiden unless she was very outstand- ilr l ing or honored by the people of the tribe. She held in her long slim fin- gers some willow twigs with which she had been making a basket. Her lips were parted in a smile as she answered her motheris call. Then her eyes filled with wonder and sur- prise as she beheld the tall figure of a white man. His .head was bare, revealing thick, unruly white hair. His skin was tanned and weatherbeaten by 5 exposure to the elements. He was clad in lndian garments and bore , himself like a gentleman. He ap- peared to be middle-aged. His face ' was expressionless except for a flicker of the eyelids, as he saw ' ' lshtasapa standing before him in her young beauty. N lshtasapa looked from her mother I 'Wg WW 'u u1'f .ix ' f '-'f' pit , h 'J N3 i al' ' F ' qi +3 V- U ' 5 I rf , P ' 'S 'Q 1 1 ' : 1 n i-x -L: Q. ,.f ,r1v4 1j QF 1 in . -,ff .N ix , , ' 3 .is -' . If -:if'5'i5mI'I3 10 1 ., Ziff f , viigg' .t gps. :'..'i.. NL-:iraEl '- Q- X ,. 'U I -4 MW' ' 19- ' ' lm:-5:-ggi .-.Qi X o - -- if--.'-.:. . it 1 :K ,F-.fzegqggjit If. 1 .K r X ' xl 1:1 . ' 7.1 , .1 'X I '- . ' 5 I . f, Ig-f'-'s,,w,.:w :lv lil , -' 'IF if' 'N' X . . 381 .gf ' . ff .,. ' P 4 7 ' 4 . N' QI ig' ,fr 'XV I . I 0- '4 i lf' l 3 .R 'qh nff By Esther Cresswell, '35 H SHTASAPA CDark Eyesl, called a feminine voice from the lodge. Come here! Uh Cyesjf' The tall, slender figure of a beautiful girl appeared in the doorway of the lodge. Luxuriant, jet-black hair crowned an ex- quisitely shaped head and framed a small, oval face. Large, lovely eyes, overshad- owed by long lashes, were set rather far apart, and were very misleading because you couldn't tell whether they were black or blue. A small nose, and pearly, white teeth framed in lips of cherry red, gave the finishing touch to an extremely beauti- ful face. Her skin Wasn't as deeply tanned as that of the rest of the lndians, and dusky roses bloomed in her cheeks. She wore a buckskin dress elaborately trimmed with beads and porcupine quills. Her small feet were encased in well-made moccasins. This type of dress for every- day was very unusual for an Indian .. to the gentleman and then inquir- ingly at her mother. She noticed her mother's eyes were red as though she had been crying, and she was very nervous. lshtasapa's mother glanced at the gentleman and he nodded to her. Then the dark-haired maiden heard this story. Ne en jah nis fmy childl, thirteen years ago, the men of this tribe attacked an encampment of white settlers about twenty miles west of Virginia colony. The braves killed all, or thought they had killed all, except one baby girl, who seemed to be about a year old. Nas a fher fatherl, the leader of the white set- tlers, had taken the child in his arms, mounted his horse, and had started to ride away when my husband saw him. My husband let Hy an arrow which brought the white man down, but he held the baby above him. He took the baby, thinking the man dead. My husband left him there, and brought the little baby girl to this lodge for me to raise. The little one grew to be very beautiful. We Twenty-one A If M Q I 1 f . - in Mila zluaazlall '1 ! llr2'Ii , Z , -.f'f'l--li. 3.2.3 231 'iL..lC,lC.p named her 'lshtasapa' because her eyes were so dark. The father, whom my husband left for dead, was merely unconscious from a wound, which wasn't serious, in his left shoulder. The arrow was still in the shoul- der, and, being unable to draw it out, the man began to walk in the direction of what he thought was the Virginia colony. He became exhausted from lack of food and drink as he had none with him, and he could go no farther. He sank down and fell into troubled sleep. When he awoke, he found himself in a strange place. A tall lndian was bending over him and the arrow had been drawn from his shoulder. The wound had been dressed and the arrow now lay on the floor near- by. He reached for it, but his shoulder pained him greatly. The lndian picked up the arrow and gave it to the stranger. He examined it carefully but didn't know which tribe made arrows of its type. The lndian made him go back to sleep again, and when he awoke, gave him a dark liquid to drink. This so revived him that he asked how he had come to be in this place and where his little daughter was. The lndian told him that he had been out hunting and, finding the white man, brought him to this tepee. He knew noth- ing of the child. There was an old lndian woman in this tribe, who, having lost her own son, wished to adopt the white man, and since he had no one else to whom he could go, he stayed here among the Indians for many years. None of them would Twenty-two tell him to what tribe the arrow belonged, because they didn't want to lose as skill- ful a hunter as he, and they were afraid he might stir up trouble between the two tribes. Finally, however, after many years, the old lndian woman told him, as she lay on her death bed, that it belonged to the Algonquin tribe. He set out to find that tribe and now he had found it. At this point the old woman's voice broke, but she recovered and quickly renewed her story. He--your nas-a fyour father,-has come to take you away with him, my lshtasapa, and I cannot stop you if you wish to go. While listening to this story, lshtasapa's beautiful eyes had opened wider and wider, and a perplexed frown ruffled her forehead. She turned to the man, who was her father. Nas-a, my father, is this true? she asked. But how do you know I am your daughter: how can you be sure? HYour foster mother has verified my statement, Barbarag that is the name by which you were christened. Besides, I know you by a picture of your mother. You are the exact image of her. And you have a scar on your right shoulder? That also l know. Yes-I have a scar. Oh! was there -there was a lot of noise when you lost your daughter-me? And was the man who took me away all dressed in feathers? Did I have on a little white dress with flowers embroidered on it? My neinggo frnotherl, turning to the old lndian woman- l'll still call her that-has a I 7 Xa, lil C 4. 1 fd 3: 1 --gi L' fi-A V I K L ,, rr? , ' rrrt X .M ff dl I 1. J , f f A I- . A , , i ummm ., M111 WIZIZIZIIZIM fl W i r If .r'f'l--llzg 3227 iii il-..4lCflC., dress like that which she says l wore when l came to her. Now she remembered, vaguely, every- thing that had happened. ul can answer, 'Yes' to all those ques- tions, said her father, and add that you have a small locket containing a minia- ture of your mother. Nas-al My fatherlu Suddenly she rushed to him and put both arms around his neck. Yes, you are my father, she said. ul know it! Oh! I just know it. Her father, overcome by his emotions, held her close to him, kissing her tenderly. The old Indian woman stole silently out of the lodge so that they would not see her tears. A'lVly baby, my precious baby, her father uttered in broken tones. l thought l should never see you again! Father, I want to go with you, but I dislike leaving neinggo and nas a, my other father, because I love them dearly. And my little ne kau nis fbrotherl, and nedah wa mah fsisterl, but I love you better than all of themf, This last was said in a whisper. The next day, father and daughter left the Algonquin tribe forever, and there were many whose eyes filled with tears, for they loved the beautiful lshatasapa. ONCE UPON A TIME By Jo Tamalis, '35 The fire is burning brightly, And amid the flames I see A castle and a garden In the land of fantasy. The castle is surrounded By a host in armor bright 5 They are battering the wall away To free a captive knight. See! the wicked prince is taken, The keep is opened wide, And the noble knight is smiling As he steps to meet his bride. There is music in the garden And a table set for two- But my dreams are sent a-flying, For the log's burned almost through Yes, the castle is in ashes- 1 must quickly end my rhyme And leave my fancies to the land Of Once Upon a Time. , V ff .,,1w .-:gn l 'u Wi 5 .. . Wi ef, 15, H 'ri Q' 'N l 'f 'Qi 'fill' Ll 'I 'nm 3 --. ' - - ll l 'i ll l l lflll iy, -- Q' , 4 . f Twenty-three if if t me t a M .. - ll, llliltltltlltutltldtt t im!! 'M , ,, -ff . l'l .ff'l-IEL 12.23 .asrslla 5L..,cxC,lQ. CAPTAIN JOHN SMITH By Virginia La Rue, '35 A happy, bronzed, and bearded man, A swaggering, long-headed lovable male, Whose name was John Smith. Say what you can, They hadn't the right to put him in jail. He often sailed the ocean blue, With an honest mind, and a heart that was trueg His saucy ways, and adventurous life, Brought him hardships and days of strife. He was dumped in the sea, or so 'tis said, Till everyone thought he might be quite dead, But although he was soaked in the briny ocean, They never aroused his slightest emotion. He laughed at the gallows and scorned the guns. The people trembled when one cried, Injuns g But not John Smith, for he shouted with glee, And his bullets whizzed like the hum of a bee. His many adventures one could not tell, And why he once occupied a prison cellg Accused of being a traitor, and such, They later proved he got Wi'ngfield in Dutch of all our early American heroes That sailed the broad blue sea, John Smith, the ambitious daredevil, Did much for this land of the free. ' kv Amt. .bvllluc Twenty-four .Az ima M1 umm IWIQIQIZIIZIIIII '21 Wu p 31 'E L .. ' A :Q iii J Yi i HAIP I . L f .ffl-li. 3.22 .QFSIT 34.321, AN OLD TYIVIE YARN By Wayne Brinkerhoff, '35 E SAY ye want ta hear a lnjun story? Wall, l ain't adoin' nothin' right now, so l guess maybe ye'd like ta hear about Baldy Ackerson, would ye? Wall, 'twas nigh onta sixty summers ago, when l was a strappin' young feller, 'bout twenty-seven years old, an' Baldy was my wagon mate. l-le was close ta forty-five then, an the top of his head as bald as a hen's egg, but he had the bushiest mustache an' eye- brows as l've ever seed, an' they was black as coal! l-lis cheeks was fat an chubby an' rosy, like a baby's. Baldy was a little teller, 'bout five feet three, but he weighed 'bout two hundred and ten pounds. Bein' somewhat of a dandy, he always wore a black sombrero an' a broadcloth shirt an' a doeskin vest with brass buttons on it, an' his pants were tucked in a pair of calfskin boots that was always shined. l-le was a jolly partner, always talkin' 'bout New York Che claimed he come from theref, and the swell team an' bug- gy he usta have. l-le wasn't scairt o' noth- in' except one thing. He could trade bullets with the best of 'em an' flinch, and once l seed him start, whirl, YICVCI' an' pull his gun at the same time, an' blow the head off a rattler not four feet from him an' never even sweat. But if you mentioned lnjuns an' scalpin', he'd sweat cold sweat, turn pale an' groan, lovin'ly rubbin' his head all the time. fscared 0' bein' scalped, ye see., Wall, we was crossin' what's now Kan- sas an' there was only five wagons in our train. It was close ta sundown so we pulled up an' stopped at a place where tha sage brush was a little thinner than the rest. We had enough water for a coupla days or so, so that didn't worry us. There was sixteen men in the train an' no women cause it was a supply train, carryin' only pots an' tin pans, cloth, needles, an' such for the settlements fur- ther west. We drew tha wagons inta a circle an' made our fire in tha center. After supper ,lake Slanders was a- thrummin' his guitar an' singin' kinda' melancholy like an' we all felt homesick- ness gnawin' at our innards. Tears, even, were in some 0' the feller's eyes. Even Baldy was quiet. Have you ever been out on the plains at night, son? No? Then you can't realize how we felt. There was a full moon out, makin' things most as light as day, but when the fire died down, it seemed to pull darkness down around us an' the strummin' o' the guitar seemed to make the silence deader. The wind was a-moanin' an a-sighin' like a lost soul fmaybe it wasl, an' shivers chased themselves up an' down my spine as thoughts of death an' such went through my mind. Then we all was froze in our tracks by a bloodcurdlin' yell that seemed to come from everywhere. We all dived for our guns but one, Baldy. l had a glimpse of his clinched, fat hands, his wide, staring eyes, his white face, an' gaping mouth. l-le looked almost pitiful. l didnlt have much time to look at Baldy then. l grabbed my gun an' Hoppecl under a wagon an' began firin' at clumps of sagebrush that moved. The camp was Twenty-Eve W I T if N77' 4 Q Q YNE YARN fl W LQ? 'mb llllnnlil V G x 6 4 ' ' K 6 QQ G . 0 o Dogg G ,QQ 4 QQQQESQ ca Q Q P- 5 Q 3 Q L. mv c W sf l' Q as wiv QW 0 Q Q65-51., gb Q la J 3 I H Q., SQMQQQ ,ffuuuumum E Q Q. Q , ' .ff 1' , v ' ' --- I' dvi? Eg wqkif fi c? 4: Q Q ? gl NX N My mm Q! fy 1 Q P ggftt ,xf ' -I III' N. f ff U QSM , V Mugs Av Q M.. M- - 4' 3 limi!!-ililllllill 5, 1 .:' ya.. 5-Vu Yi. .W 'N x - X f' ll. W A f f' .. - . .,.. . . . . . -'N' i' f I , 1 1 'ch'-'Z 1 v-X9 ,.-. ,1,..,y,,Z-,,.v .',.- 13- ,--- f, .v,, 1.n:,,- -'v,1 .5 :LLL ,',. 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Someone fell down beside me an' opened fire with a buffalo gun. I knew that it was Baldy. There must have been fifty Injuns at first, but we was all good shots, so there was soon considerable dead Injuns Iayin' around. We kept firin' as fast as we could an' some o' the Injuns had gunsg so we made it a, right noisy party. All of a sudden 'bout ten or fifteen Injuns rushed our wagon, an' I brought down one with a ball an' another with the butt end o' my gun, but I had to retreat from under- neath tha wagon. I got behind a wheel an' looked back. Baldy musta' been too scairt to run an' 'bout five redskins had dragged him outside the circle of wagons an' was knockin' tha stuffin' outa him. I was occupied at this moment by two Injuns that tried to get into a wagon. I shot one through tha neck and lammed tha other in tha face with my fist. I had a right powerful punch them days an' that Injun never woke up. I looked back at Baldy an' saw that only three redskins was left. One of the missin' Injuns was sprawled on tha ground an' tha other was draped over a wagon wheel, unconscious. One o' the three In- juns Hghtin' Baldy grabbed up his bow an' rapped Baldy along side o' the head with it an' he fell over forwards like a sack of meal. Just then I sailed into them redskins like tha wind. Two o' them swarmed over me an' kept me busy while the other one took out a mean- lookin' knife an' grabbed Baldy by the neck. BaIdy's sombrero was jammed down over his ears, but the redskin jerked it off an' then staggered back like he was shot. I knew what was wrong cause the moon shined on BaIdy's head like a mirror. The two redskins fightin' me took one look an' lit out for kingdom come, but not 'fore I laid one low with a stone. I noticed how quiet it was an' found out that the rest oi tha Injuns had got scairt an' was burnin' leather for the next country. When Baldy woke up, I told him how he had saved his own life an' he laughed most as much as me. We found out that Jake's guitar had a arrow through it, an' Jake was ragin' mad. We had two men dead an' five wounded. After two years we separated an' Baldy went to New' York. I-Ie got hisself a team an' a fine buggy an' a new suit 0' clothes. I heard a few years later that Baldy had chucked his sombrero for a straw hat, caught a cold in his head, an' soon after died of pneumonia. EVENING By Josephine Tamalis, i3 5 When the breeze is gently blowing. When the sun has gone to rest, When flowers close their colored cups. When birds are in their nest. When everything is quiet- It's the time I like best. When the hot day's work is ouer, When the cool night shades draw nigh, When dew has pearled the grasses. And stars beautified the sky. Then I see the moon, The friendly moon sail by. Twenty-seven , ie . l ,ft , 3 , ' 'f,-,- .:', 5 -:', H' ff' 1 f , 'tt ff' 4 f I I.. :LN f if I Arg I X4 f' , ' If W , hh- ! j ' lg t Q X ,' 1- AYWLLY lhlvi THE FIRST THANKSGIVING By Josephine Tamalis, '35 ReU'rent elders of good Plymouth. In this last full joyous year We have found meat in abundance, All our corn is in the ear. Plenty hath been uouchsafed to us. So it is in full accord That we should with glad rejoicing Show thanksgiving to the Lord. So spake Bradfordg and the elders To his wisdom all agreed, Called a meeting of the Pilgrims, Told their comrades of their need. So in Plymouth all the housewives And demure young maidens, too, Were set baking for the banquet All the good things that they knew. From the fort the four best hunters Did set out with grim intentg Whz'le to the Indian village A swift messenger was sent. So upon one day in autumn There was held this feast so gaywv And this was the beginning Of our Thanksgiving Day. A L' .- r l iw. 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'fa .F ' 1 3 -- fr if I ' l ie' ' - f i 6 . 41, . a s 1 ' ' - P Tmlge-grime: if ANIEJ if laldnxeel-Q TI-IE DAWN OF DEMOCRACY HE struggle for life, the fight against nature, against bitter hardships, the continual fight for existence caused a sturdy class of men to grow up in America. Having always fought for home and a living, these pioneers were intoler- ant of any encroachment upon their free- dom. As a result of their continual strug- gle against natural handicaps, they were independent and were loath to relinquish any share of their independence. Neither aid nor interference on the part of the mother country had been given these people in their struggle for a new home, and therefore the colonists expected neither after the country was settled. If anything, they expected encouragement and aid, but such expectations were vain. A vast empire, a pure diamond, had been carved from the rough for England by these people, unencouraged and unaided. After ousting Spain from the colonized sections of North America, the colonists helped England to oust France also. Eng- land had to depend upon the colonists alone as she was too busily engaged with wars in Europe. Throughout the inter- colonial wars, the colonists gave their money and their lives in the struggle against France. During this period they had tested the privileges of independence, had learned to govern themselves, had flirted with liberty. Having for years fought for England, however, the colonies were loath to fight against her, but, if necessary, they would fight the country which had taught them Thirty- to fight, for no restrictions must be placed on their rights and privileges guaranteed them by their charters, nor would any repeal of their charters be allowed without a struggle. Having flirted with liberty, and having enjoyed, in a measure, the pleasure of freedom, they longed for more scope. They had enjoyed their little fling, but they wanted another. Thus it was that when England started to repeal their charters, the colonists were ready to defend them. Stories of the fight to prevent the recall of their charters are still preserved. The story of Charter Oak, in which the Connecticut charter was hidden, is a classic today. Along with the repeal of the colonial charters, England began to enforce the trade laws. Stricter laws were passed and enforcement of them was attempted. The New England Yankee did not like this, his feelings were aroused and he stopped thinking of England as his mother country, and as a friend, but he began to consider England as a tyrant. The New Englander was not alone, the New Yorker and the Virginian stood with him. The North, the middle colonies, and the South all stood together and demanded that they be given their rights as Englishmen and that their interests be protected. They met in Assembly, they petitioned and protested, they threatened and demanded, all to no avail. The only recourse open was to fight, and fight they did. After the darkest hour of night, the dawn of liberty was near. H, W. SOPHOMORE SUBSTAFF PAUL HUGHES CLAUDE SKINNER THELMA TAYLOR HOPE BRYSON CELIA WIENER JAMES KERR LOUIS TRIEFENBACH bYLVIA HUME RUTH OLIVER ROSE WEKERLE JUNE MILLER MISS LOVVRY, Sponsor TOLD BY A SPINNING WHEEL By Louis Triefenbach, '34 ES, even I, the honorable Milton H. Spinning-Wheel, have a past. Would you like to hear something of the most eventful period of my life? Very well, it will give me great pleasure to tell you. l've always been a member of the Row- landson family, and I came over on the Fortune when settlements were first being made in America. CTO have come over on the Fortune is much more distinguished than to have come over on the Mayfiower. That boat brought so many pieces of furniturell At that time the Reverend Joseph Rowlandson was the head of the family. We settled in the region of the Pokanolcet tribe, in the town of Lan- caster. I first learned about the Indians when Captain Benjamin Church, a close friend of the Rowlandson family, returned from a series of Indian fights which were to go down in history as King Philip's War. The whole family and the Captain, with three or four of his men, were sitting around the huge fireplace, listening to the hero relate his adventures. I had mistrusted the Pokanoket chief, Pometicom, or as he cloth call himself, King Philip, from the time when he sent that reply to the Massachusetts authori- ties saying that he did not desire to con- verse with a subject of the king, but with King Charles of England himself! I-Ie did even sign the letter His Majesty, said the Captain. Thirty-one A 'TT A C P gg, 1 ' K' 'E ' 1-11 J M I, Mu !2fflZlZIZIl2lZI2I '! 'l IIVZWII grit s.: -ff-l '!E. 322 Q33 il...2ilL, 'iAnd mistrusted him with reason, re- plied my master. What Vanity and pride in a heathen savage! The parley at Taun- ton Green was sound proof, too, of his desire for war. Did he not come prepared for war? He and his men were in war paint, and methinks they looked sullen and treacherous, not to mention their bows and quivers of arrows. True, we had guns with us, but that was common sense, think you not? To have gone defenseless among those heathens would have been most unwise. 'il agree with thee, continued the Captain. The Hrst real trouble began at Swansey. King Philip burned and de- vastated and plundered. Troops were sent from Boston and the Plymouth Col- ony. My first encounter with the red- skins was at Pocasset, Rhode lsland. 1 had thirty-six men, while the Indians num- bered three hundred. We retreated to the banks of a small stream and used some large boulders as a barricade. We could not hold out long. As we were about to meet defeat, we caught sight of a sloop coming up the stream. It proved to be Captain Goulding, and l assure thee we were overjoyed. A canoe was sent from the sloop to us on the shore, and returned as many times as was necessary to take all our men. ul know thou Wert the last to leave, commented little Anne, the Rowlandson's youngest daughter, whose idol was the gallant Captain Church. That he was, said one of the soldiers in his party. nlt is good to have such brave men, praised Mrs. Rowlandson. We give thanks to the Lord for the protection thou dost afford us. Thirty-two Captain Church bowed his appreciation of this tribute and another of the sol- diers, ready to give his bit of news, re- marked, Here is a surprise for you, I'll warrant. As we were returning through the woods, we saw a white man approach- ing. When he drew nearer he proved to be none other than Robert Dutch. What! exclaimed the servant girl in an excited tone. Why, that was the man who was shot and scalped! Heaven pro- tect us if the dead are to arise scalplessln Be not frightened, replied the sol- diers. 'il assure thee that he has recovered from the arrow's wound, is sound and living, and hath yet many years of good life before him. lVlethinks he will need a warm cap to take the place of the scalp-lock that is now dangling from some brave's belt, put in Mrs. Rowlandson humorously. UNO doubt, replied the Captain with convulsive merriment. And that brings to my mind another amusing incident. Captain Pierce was ambushed by a party of Indians and his band was completely outnumbered. But he, being a brave man, was not minded to give up. ln order to fight better, he plucked off his periwig, which was loose-fitting and kept slipping askew over one eye and making his face look like a smashed plum pud- ding, and put it in his breeches pocket. The Indians gave a yell and fied in ter- ror. They thought that anyone who could take off one head and have another un- derneath surely practiced sorcery. Need- less to say, Captain Pierce won the victory. The group laughed heartily over this and then retired for the evening, leaving me to turn over in my mind the conver- 1 , fmt f., - 6 Xa , Mill! QZVIZIZIZIIZIEIZI WE 'A , :ff .ff'l-lip llii .AXSYFTD F35 -.Kiki-ICJ sationof the past few hours. The follow- ing day Captain Church and his men left again, stationing only a few soldiers as protection in the town. The following Sunday was an eventful one. It was sermon time, and all were gone but the servant maid who had been left in charge of Anne and little Joseph. They were reciting to her their verses from the Bible when they were interrupted by a strange noise outside. The servant maid, fearing some misadventure, quickly hid each of the children under a large brass kettle and ran upstairs. l shivered as l beheld a face at the window, the face of an Indian in war paint. There soon came a shot from upstairs and a scream from the lndian. The servant maid reappeared and ran to the huge fireplace. The Indian was at the door by this time, trying to break the lock. Quickly scooping up some hot coals onto a board, the servant girl hastened to the door. As the lndian entered, she threw the hot coals upon him, and he turned and fled, howling. l-le was found later in the woods with a bullet wound in his arm and his face badly burned. There was much excitement over this incident, and the servant maid was the main figure of the hour. She was praised by everyone in Lancaster, and l dare say she did not take her praise any too mod- estly. A few evenings later we were enjoying the warmth of the fire, each busy with his own thoughts and problems, when the air outside was rent with yells and the whirring of arrows. At the same instant a crowd of the townspeople rushed in at the door and shouted, The Indians have attacked! Mr. Rowlandson snatch- ed his gun from thelwall and rushed to the storeroom to get powder. Mrs. Row- landson and a few other women busied themselves locking windows and bolting doors. Soon all was in readiness for the defense, and each man was stationed at a gun hole in the wall. When the lndians learned that most of the people of the town had come to our house, they turned upon us with vigorous force and began an attack. They ran here and there, their shining bodies ever draw- ing nearer and nearer as they crept from one shelter to another. Soon there came a loud call, and all of them became wild. They rushed forward and began climbing the walls, knocking against the door, and even pushing their guns through the holes to shoot our men. Such a sight! Anne and Joseph were weeping, and the serv- ant girl was most fervently praying for deliverance from the heathen and bewail- ing the fact that she had ever heard of America, much less come here to live. The women were taking care of the wounded and most of them were calm and collected. Suddenly l saw smoke rising, and knew the lndians had set the house afire. The flames lashed through the roof, and the room quickly Hllecl with the choking smoke. Such a dilemma! ln front and on both sides were the lndians, and be- hind and around us were the flames. Vio- lently the door burst open and in rushed some braves. l caught sight of the servant maid running through the back door with Anne and Joseph, and of Mrs. Rowland- son being taken captive. There was a cry at the door and l felt myself caught up and jerked through it with great violence. l went sailing through the air in the direc- Thirty- three . ,y,, n Y tm!! f ., J umm WWIZIZIZIIZIMI tl MII ... .52 ' c A . Xl . i f r r im f 1 I-IE. 12.1-3.1: Aiwa a.n..o. lc.. tion of a band of Indians. The servant maid had been attacked at the door and had picked me up for a weapon. I landed on my rollers and started down the hill. I must have been a weird spectacle bob- bing up and down with my yarn stream- ing in the brisk wind, for the Indians fled terror stricken from the place. just be- fore I Went over the embankment I caught sight of the servant maid pulling down the door of the outside cellar. I had apparently saved them, for there were provisions in the cellar, and no Indians had seen them go in, as I had frightened those on that side away. The noise of battle was very slight in my new location, and soon it stopped entirely. I lay under the stars all night, but early the next morning I was found by Mr. Rowlandson. From the things he said I learned he had discovered me by following the trail of yarn I had left be- hind me. He took me back to where the town had been, and I saw only a heap of ashes and charred wood. There were a few tents scattered here and there, and we went to one of these. Late in the afternoon the servant maid came from her hiding place and brought Anne and Joseph to our tent, after she had inquired of some men where her master was. Anne and Joseph were overjoyed to see their father and anxious to hear how I had been saved from the fire. ' It is the only one of your mother's possessions that remains, he concluded sadly. lVlisfortune and sorrow lie heavily on my heart. I saw her carried off by the Indians but I was powerless to keep her as I suffered from a tomahawk blow that left me with no strength to move. Thirty-four I-lave faith, comforted the girl. We must pray for her deliverance and hope we shall not pray in vain. They talked of how other families had fared but I was uninterested and paid no further attention. I was thinking of poor Mrs. Rowlandson. We heard no news of her for almost a month. Then Captain Church and his men arrived unexpectedly one afternoon. Little Joseph came running in to tell of his arrival. He seemeth to have news for thee, father. I-Ie comes this way. Captain Church strode up to our new house and walked in. Good news, Joseph! he called. Thou art a most fortunate man. Before anyone could ask what the news was, there appeared a figure in the door- way. It was Mrs. Rowlandson! uE.lizabeth! exclaimed her husband as he clasped her closely, we give thanks to Him who is our protector. Anne and joseph rushed into her arms and the reunion was complete. The serv- ant maid laughed and wept until I could not distinguish one sound from the other. But Captain Church had more news, and this he told as soon as he could be heard. uwhen we left here, we hastened to Connecticut and had a final battle with King Philip. Captain Turner was in com- mand and made an attack. I-Ie surprised the Indians at the falls and completely defeated them. Philip fled to his home, Mount I-Iope. We surrounded him and were about to make an attack when the report came that King Philip existed no more. I-le had been shot by an Indian whose brother Philip had killed some time before. The Indians, left leaderless, fled, all except a few who were ready to sur- L . all .ff-l-'IE ?.E.i QAFNIE iL...QCflQ.n render. When we arrived at their village, we saw a group of women and children, with Mrs. Rowlandson in their midst. She was teaching them from the Bible in a convincing and entertaining manner. My brave dear, whispered Mr. Row- landson softly in her ear. And that is what I have to tell. I have seen many things more but almost forgot them during the useless period when I was not old enough to be an antique, and so fashionable, yet too old to be of any use in this age of machinery. I have spent a good number of dismal years in a garret, but do you know where I am now? I occupy a very conspicuous place in the Rowlandson home, in the library furnished in the colonial period, where I am admired by many visitors. Some re- mark that I may be an imitation as so many antiques are today, but I hum to myself and wink slyly as only a spinning wheel can wink. I could tell those folks a lot of things! Gian lily m l ' ' .f-if MT- , lf? ll Thirty-five I 2 1 11 - riiwl liailmenuzfauan'-in -ff-l 'l E 3. E. D 2 IT 2 i I... Al Cf K.: JACK WINS By Utaka Yoden, '34 HE. Gedney cabin, being the farthest west of all cabins in Kentucky, natur- ally would be the first the lndians would attack, but the cabin lVlr. Gedney had built was the sturdiest of all those in the vicinity. Mr. Gedney and his wife that he might even have a chance to fight Indians in case of an attack. Jack's father had made a condition that if he failed to prove his marksmanship he would not get the gun at this time, but would have to wait till his next birthday to try again were an experienc- ed frontier couple, Q 4 5 f Y , d ,,,,4, n A 1 5 Q gif . Ffa and, when Mr. Ged- Q' '-A'A'-- --4-' ' 'Mu ' , X-.Rs X ney went away from N 3 ,gi 'X ' V, , Q ' I ,av i - f. ?.-3115: 0' home, Mrs. Gedney Q 4 2 p f I 11, ' l I 5176 54..X o 4,93 felt almost as saife gn an , L V Q, - her cabin as i e , , JJ X V f . N be QA rf . ' - '1 44? ,5 eff'-1 swrab If - were wit er. e ' I X ,- Lib Ci' V jj door was heavy and A A E Q A L g3A2!xxxiW ,,w.4, ?g thick, and was bolted ' i i' lilfyv l I li -Va, A-'Jgw' 'V-K, A ...f fp +R I . M -- wt I' X ' 1 ' V TE,-I .l.. 'Z iwrl .A I. -V' shut with a heavy, .4 ff iirjilii Q glujiiniisguy ww . dw.. ,,,,'. -A H- uf, fl A4 strong, and sturdy '-W , 1 4 '4 xv 3 'N- Q-Q' - -. .W V 1 - l w 1 Yi is . W ' W 9 board of oak. It was ,, ,g, 9 ' it KW , -' it -- - 1 W' - l' - - -tw X illllll lla' - N W. lu' -M' '74 a crude building but ' .Q S Tfi .'.' j 3 A ia - in ,g,,,',.'f 4'-.g,,7? Q f QQ, .Q JM 'wi ---- ' '. W XV, ,- -1 -I Z W bl lllllll sa e. e nearest Mxiw :Z eq, ,., in .A .ibmmxm nk' A W . -V 1 PNN S' ,U 1- , N Q ..,. A ww. . gud' ' flnllm, W l neighbors were the -,-iff I l wi in - -h W, , . . - 1 wi .H . V W, ,, IW' Burtons, who lived a mi iifltj 'Q illfi . A T 5 W-' uk' ' m u m mile east of the Ged- Wg,- ' L5 f , 'swy-'Q 1 MMI. wp QV' -- we wr .gk- A, . . - .. -- -- 1 A xy.-rig, x - I A 7, ' neys- Wi 'ff 11 VV- s. w -. ll ' W . X 1 The oldest son in the Cedney family was Jack, and, on the day my story opens, there was no happier boy in all Kentucky than Jack Geclney. It was his twelfth birthday, and his father had presented him with the handsornest rifle he had ever seen, which he could keep if he proved himself worthy of it. It would be his to keep forever if he proved expert in rnarksmanship. Of course, he was allowed a few days of practice, but afterwards he was to go on a hunt with his rifle and bring down big game. The thought was in his mind, also, Thirty-six S. Massucci for it. If he failed, Jack knew he would not be able to face the Burton boys, who had already earned a rifle, each. One day Jack, sighting a deer, crept into rifle range and with careful aim shot the animal. He could see by the way the deer bounded off that it had received a mortal wound. l-le sprang after it and soon came upon it lying dead in a small clear- ing. l-le sprang forward to see whether he had shot the deer in the spot where he had meant to strike it. He rejoiced to find he had, but his joy changed to a . , - ,, Z ,AZ 331, nil 6 Q WA M -as ' 3' lil , , , ff M f f . , W I CQ , J O , gin ,f ,, - MEYII MIZIZIZIIZIMI Wil ..ff'l--IE. l:l.Z.CJ QIEIIJ iL...?CflC,- cry of astonishment when he saw the feathered end of an arrow sticking from the side ofthe creature. Jack advanced quickly to a sound like that of a foot snapping a rotten twig. Before him stood a young lndian lad a year or more older than he. ln broken English he told Jack that the deer was his, pointing to the arrow as he spoke. Jack in return showed him the bullet hole and also claimed the deer. The Indian then spoke, Me Arowaka! My deer, your deer! Fightum for um. The lndian stepped toward Jack, dropping his bow and arrows as he came. Jack leaned his gun against a tree and made ready for the conflict. The lads were interrupted by a third person. l-le was an old warrior, Arowaka's father. With one hand he seized Jack's gun, holding in his other hand his bow and arrows. Jack was so angry at his stupidity, in parting with his gun that he almost cried. l-le knew he would not get his gun back, as the warrior tauntingly offered it to him and then drew it back as Jack reached for it. Jack could hardly believe his ears when he heard the Warrior say that he was to wrestle with his son, Arowaka, and that the winner was to receive the rifle. Jack was a strong youth and could throw any boy within two years of his age, but the Indian boy was a strong lad also, and was a head taller than Jack. This little white boy would easily be beaten. l-le was the strongest boy in his camp. l-lad he not thrown all his Indian comrades? Such were the thoughts of Arowaka as he looked up on the puny white boy. While Arowaka was thinking this, Jack with a sudden movement grabbed him by the waist and flung him to the ground, knocking the breath from him. Arowaka was up like a flash and rushed at Jack, grabbing him by the shoulders and back, but Jack also grabbed Arowaka by the shoulders. Jack tightened his grip and kicked the young lndianis feet from under him, and, with all the power he had, heaved him over. Arowaka was sent sprawling over Jackis head to the ground. He lay still for a while, then jumped up running toward Jack, drawing his knife as he came. Jack was durnbfounded at what happened next. The old indian war- rior grabbed hold of his son's arm, turn- ing him around and striking him across the face with arrows which he had in his hand. Thus did Jack learn that lndians have honor among themselves. Thetwarrior was ashamedmgf his son's conduct. l-le took up the gun and handed it to Jack and then disappeared into the forest with his disgraced son. Jack hastened home, warned the folks that lndians were in the vicinity, and took his father to the deer which had been killed. I-lis father admitted that the aim had been perfect. He thought it out and finally decided to let Jack have the gun. Donit you think he had earned it by prov- ing himself a worthy marksman? Thirty-seum y f mam M - a s at fr . , - Elll. I2VlZlZIZllZlZlZl IIT . lf? -ff'l'-IEL ill .QIQEJ EL-.a3ilC.n TEA TALK AS TOLD BY A CUP By Thelma Taylor, '34 AM not boasting, but l did not al- ways sit here, dusty and unused, and stared at by curious people, in this museum. The tag upon my handle states that l was once the property of Samuel Adams. Ah, mel How well do l remem- ber those good old days when Mrs. Adams, my owner, took me down from my shelf and placed me carefully on the tea table. That was before that obnoxious tax of three pence was put upon tea. After that event it was many days-nay months, before l held another cup of tea. There were only a few pounds in our cupboard put away to be used on special occasions. Before the tax, many friendly teas had been given, at which the affairs of the colonies were discussed. My fam- ily were real patriots--none of your half-on-one-side-half-on-the-other-side of-the-fence type of Americans. One afternoon, as I sat quietly on my shelf, my mistress bustled in, looking un- usually excited. She took me and my fellow cups down, spread the cloth, and greeted a pleasant-looking man and my master. Dr, Franklin, she said to the stranger, you see, l was presumptuous enough to think you would stay for tea. You can't disappoint me, can you? Dr. Franklin bowed gallantly and re- plied, 'Tis my aim to please, Mistress Adams. With this, they seated themselves, and to my joy, Dr. Franklin was at my place. Thirty-eight And, Dr. Franklin, asked my master, is it indeed true that you are soon to go to France to enlist the French king's aid? Sh- said Dr. Franklin, Hare any Tories near by? My mistress looked alarmed, but my master smiled reassuringly. Nay, he said, N 'tis not likely that they be in the vicinity of Samuel Adams's house. Well, then, resumed our guest, know you, Mr. Adams, that such is the case. Perchance Louis XVI will look with favor upon our request. May God grant it, breathed good Dame Adams fervently. We'll win yet, said my master. Bur- goyne's surrender has made John Bull's face fall, I'll warrant. At length, Dr. Franklin rose to go. Ah, Mistress Adams, those cakes are the best l've tasted in many a fortnight, said he. No wonder you are so popular with the ladies, Dr. Franklin! said my master. Nay, jest not at such a time of danger, Samuel, replied his good wife, albeit looking very much pleased with the compliment. 'Twill not be for long, Madam. We shall beat those rascally Britishers ere long, answered Dr. Franklin. Ah, those were the happy days. Would that I could serve such a famous man again! But alas, my time of usefulness is over, and l am only a relic of the past. Gm A . elll wlflizluznmliiiiq llrrili If .ff'l-'IEL lil .QITEJ iL-lil, A LETTER FROM JOHN BILLINGTON IN AMERICA TO HIS GRANDIVIOTHER IN ENGLAND By Herbert Stoeri, '34 Plymouth, September I9, I623. Dear Grandmother: I'm a pretty big boy now. It is more than three years since you saw me and two years since my first letter to you, and I have grown much more than I should have done in England, I'm sure. I like Captain Standish as well as everg you re- member I wrote about him in my first letter. He is the bravest man I ever saw. He isn't any more afraid of the Narra- gansett Indians than I am of a fish. You see, the Narragansetts hate IVIassasoit, an Indian Chief of another tribe, and we are his friends: so they hate us. They keep watch on us all the time. When they found that our relief ship, the Fortune, did not bring us any more muskets or provisions, they thought it was a good time to kill us. One of them came right into Plymouth one day and asked where Squanto, was fsquanto is an Indian friend of ours who can speak English and so helps us as an interpreterl. When the Indian found that Squanto was away fishing, he threw down a bunch of arrows tied together with a rattlesnakeis skin and walked off. Nobody knew what it meant, but when Squanto came back, he said, Canonicus means kill. You make ready. CCanonicus was the Narragansett Chiefj The Governor and Captain Standish and others filled the skin with powder and bullets and sent it back to Canonicus. They sent him word that we didn't want to fight, but if he did, we were all ready and he could begin when he chose. Our houses and store houses are close together, and we built a high stockade. There are three gates in the stockade and at night these are locked, and some one is always on guard night and day. We have a big fort on top of a hill, too. It is made of heavy timber and has a flat roof and bat- tlements. We go to meeting in the lower part, but on the roof are four cannons, and if any Narragansetts tried to come they would have a hard time. I don't believe they will ever come, though, for Squanto scared them awfully. They are more afraid of the plague than anything else, and Squanto told them the Englishmen kept it buried in barrels in their storehouse and could let it out when- ever they chose. Canonicus thought it was in the snakeskin, he did not dare keep it or even open it, and so he sent it back. I think that they'II have to do whatever our governor tells them, now. Captain Standish called me just now and said something too good to keep. just think of this! I-Ie said, I've noticed that you are getting to be a pretty manly sort of boy. Next week I am going to make a little journey to the Massachusetts tribe. Do you want to go with me? Do I want to! I'II say I do! I'll have to seal this letter now al- though I have many more things to say, for the boat is to sail any day, and this letter must go with it. Thirty-nine if AMKW' 'f awe J mem Irvs ZIWIWI IZI 'ru mic r J ,Q t if G ,JW v v . f ,,f, S, ' nf -V 3 i r ,, ,, ' J 'V 1' -f 5 he 1 ,W . . llil ..ff'E-'ll:L llii TF -AXQAICJ GRANDIVIAS STORY By Helen Bentley, '34 H H! dear, groaned Hope, I do wish that mother wouldn't go away and leave us to amuse our- selves. We haven't anybody to listen to or talk to but old Granny. l don't see how Ronnal can stay up in her room for hours, listening to her tell stories of the Revolutionary War. Ugh! l don't see how any one can stand them. A whistle was heard coming from the hall, and Hope Hew down the steps to greet her brother. Well, Hope, what are you 'hoping' for today? cheerily inquired her brother. Oh, thousands of things, answered Hope. 'il just don't know what to do with myself, Ronny. i'Well, why don't you come up to Grandma's room with me? She prom- ised me that she would tell me a story this afternoon. After a few objections, Hope finally consented to go for a while. An hour later found them both in Grandma's room listening spellbound, to one of her tales. This is how she began: My story opens up about the time of the Revolutionary War, and Boston at that time was filled with British soldiers. As we lived not far from Boston, they would often come down to the country and take anything that they saw which pleased them. I was about eight years old at that time and was often entrusted with some small household duties. A Forty One day my Aunt Carolina became sick, and mother was to go and spend a fortnight with her. Father was called away on business, and mother didn't like to leave me alone in an empty house. It was arranged that my cousin Bert was to spend all day with me, and my big cousin, Lydia, was to spend the night with me. Early in the morning my mother went away, and Bert and l were left to play alone. 'iwhat shall we play? asked Bert. ul know, l know, l cried. l..et's play that I am Lady Washington, and that you are a French gentleman. For awhile we played happily, dressed up elegantly in lVlother's and Father's clothes, displaying all the knowledge of court manners that we knew. But suddenly, l was struck with an unhappy thought! What if some British soldier should come while mother was away? They would take all of rnother's silverware, which she prized so highly. Of this pos- sibility l had no doubt, because they had done the same thing to several people before. Bert, I said then, struck with a new idea, we will hide lVlother's silver in the garden. Bert readily agreed to my plan, and soon we had the silverware in a huge pot tucked away underneath the black soil. 1 F111 A f , ,211 n p ,, ffrtm mta n - X: fy . umm !?'l5EilIiIlI2lii'! IWIF W 2 3 4 ..l.--Llxtv iz cf, I . .. - B 'eff - ' ' I : We patted it down, and went in to wash our hands to remove all traces of our digging. We then stood looking with much satisfaction at our work. It was thus that a British soldier found us. Seeing that we were looking at a part of the soil that was newly turned, he sus- piciously asked if we had buried anything there. Yes, l answered, but you mustn't look. It would spoil our game, you know. And l smiled at him sweetly. l couldn't tell whether he was satisfied with my answer or not, and he next asked if I had anything in the house to eat, and if l would give him something. So l cooked him a nice meal and tremblingly gave him tinware to eat with. He sat disgustedly looking at it, and then casually asked if we had any silver- ware. l told him that Mother had some, but l wished she had more, and l hoped that she might be able to save up enough money to buy many beautiful things. He pretended to sympathize with me, and then turned around and searched the house from top to bottom. After finally deciding that my white lie was the truth and that we had nothing of value, he lefty both Bert and l breathed freer after he had gone. A few minutes later Mother came rush- ing in. ln answer to our questions, she replied that Aunt Carolina wasnit as sick as they had thought she was, and, much to her relief and ours, she had been able to get home that afternoon. When Mother learned that a British soldier had been there, she was surprised, and still more so when we told her the story of how we had saved her silverware. She was greatly astonished at our story, and told us that we had been very brave. That night we had a grand feast, Bert and l, eating with the same silverware we had saved from the British. iiwhy, how quickly the afternoon flew, commented Hope, and Granny clear, won't you please let Ronny and me come again? To be sure, to be sure, heartily an- swered Grandma, and from that day on Granny's room was haunted by Hope and Ronny in search of new stories from Grandma, which in turn they told the other children. 1 VIMW W l iff i .. r e w ig i :'5 W Forty-one I Gm . Mm -as A,4 - Mhlll llglllillllilllklsfi , .ff'l-IE. 322 QISIEJ iL...lC.,!Q.4 ALL BECAUSE OF YANKEE DOODLEU By Claudia Herschel, '34 IRGINIA PENDLETON was riding along a path in the woods surround- ing her home. ul wonder whom father meant. He said, 'She rnust not know that her real father is alive'. At this point Virginia's thoughts were interrupted by her brother Ralph, who had just recently returned from England on an English warship. Say, Virginia, guess what has hap- penedf' Why has father given his consent to let you join the Whigs? asked Virginia, with a merry twinkle in her eye. You know l wouldn't join any old American army any time. You and your Whigs! Why don't you let a fellow alone? You're always saying something about Whigs. One would think you were a Whig instead of the daughter of Colonel Pen- dletonf' Well, what were you about to say? You remember that father told us he was going to a convention? Well, we are going with him. Oh, that's fine. Then we shall get to see and hear Mr. Henry. There you go again, talking about your Whigs. Virginia laughed merrily and ran across the garden to the house. Here she stopped and called back over her shoulder, I'1l be out in a minute to give you another lesson on the banjo. Forty-two Virginia could play well on a banjo and had been teaching Ralph the art also. She appeared a few minutes later with a banjo and joined Ralph. Now play the tune l taught you the other day. As Ralph, finished playing, Virginia said, Fine! Now play this onef' and, taking the banjo, Virginia played Yankee Doodle. Ralph had not been in America long enough to learn the tune which the Tories hated so much. He played it fairly well, and when he had finished, he said, How was that? But Virginia did not get a chance to reply, for an irate voice just above thern called out, Young man, come here immediately. Have you, as well as your sister, turned Whig? You shall be punished! Both Ralph and Virginia looked up when they heard Colonel Pendleton's voice. Ralph looked at Virginia inquir- ingly, but that young lady had sprung to her feet. Oh, father, it wasn't Ralph's fault. l played it for him, and then l had him play it. l-le didn't know that he was playing 'Yankee Doodlef H U 'Yankee Doodle'! ls that what l was playing? Yes, l thought it would be a good joke for you to play it. Well, never mind the discussion but come to the library at once, said their father. ,. lil 6 Q .lm , V. sc - E , l A fl as f ,. w I 4. r A , . , M ,Z '-Q I 4 Z ,KW fT' ., W llll llfgllllllllilllll lll w . ,. . 1.2. 'I When they reached the library Colonel Pendleton said, You shall both be con- fined to your rooms and shall not go with me to the convention. Virginia saw Ralph's jaw set, for she knew how much he had counted on going. But father, it wasn't his fault, he didn't know what he was playing. Let Ralph go and I will stay. But the irate old gentleman strode out unrelenting. Later in the day Ralph sought his father in the library. I-Ie found him deeply in- terested in a book and did not disturb him for a moment. Instead he wandered around the library until the Colonel looked up and asked what was troubling him. Father, I wish to speak to you regard- ing Virginia. If you will allow me to do so, I will tell you exactly how this mis- fortune took place. Speak, son, speak, said Colonel Pen- dleton, impatiently, for he was anxious to get back to his story. V Ralph told his father exactly how he had teased Virginia about the Whigs, and why he thought she was not to be blamed for making him play Yankee Doodle. I thought if you could hear the whole story as I saw it, you would think better of it and forgive us both and especially Virginia. Indeed it was done in no spirit of disloyaltyf' Well, son, since you have come to me as you have, and told me your side of the story, I am beginning to get it clear. Beware in the future of such foolish tricks and tell Virginia that it is dangerous for her to play those rebel songs. You may both go with me to the convention but remember-H Ralph's face was wreathed with smiles as he heard what his father said. I-Ie thanked him and, excusing himself, went hurriedly to find Virginia. Say, Virg, father gave in at last. Now we can do as we planned and ride horse- back. as ac as A month after their return home Ralph and Virginia were again in the garden. Ralph had just finished taking another lesson on the banjo. I-Ie had been unusu- ally silent lately, and, when he had fin- ished playing, he turned to Virginia and said, Virg, ever since I heard Mr. I-lenry speak, I have been thinking of what he said, and the more I think of it, the more I have come to believe as he did when he said, 'Give me liberty, or give me deathf I know father would never con- sent to let me join Washington, but I am going to run away and join his army, anyway, and I am going this very night. But Ralph, he will think that I had something to do with persuading you to go. No, he won't, because I'll leave a note telling him why I have gone. That night at eleven o'clock Virginia heard hoofbeats in the yard and, leaning from the window, was just in time to see Ralph, riding his favorite horse, disappear into the shadows. In the morning when Ralph did not appear at the breakfast table, Colonel Pendleton sent one of the colored slaves to see what detained him. When the servant returned, he was much excited, and handed the perplexed Col- onel a note. When he had finished read- ing it, he turned to Virginia and said, Virginia, I see now where I made my mistake in ever taking you into my home. Forty-thrue KH? J Y ll limglflillilildlliu , IMI! -ff , .... 4'a,?':'i.i-fi.v'i1.Q 5 A MZ lfrw A Q 4 f V I, M if I LY rw -,i yllv ,,. V , , . I f f I Znvutf .ffl-IE. I-2,E:..D .dgl'sllZ3 E.l....,o.C,lQ.. Now you have turned my only son against his fatheris country. Your mother failed to stand the strain of a voyage to Ameri- ca, became ill, and died. Before her death she asked me to deliver you to your father if I should find him. l have just found out that he is in Richmond, and this very day l am going to see that you are taken to him. Virginia went to her room stunned by what the colonel had said. A negro serv- ant girl packed her belongings and that afternoon Colonel Pendleton took Vir- ginia in the carriage to Richmond, where she was to meet her real father for the first time. When they arrived in Richmond, Col- onel Pendleton made reservations at an inn for himself and Virginia. Upon in- vestigation Colonel Pendleton learned that Captain Renwald, Virginia's father, had been ordered to Fredericksburg, and, as there was no way of getting in touch with him, Colonel Pendleton returned home with Virginia, there to wait until he received word that Captain Renwald had returned to Richmond. 'Y' 3 -55 Virginia and Colonel Pendleton had been at home about a month when they heard that Doctor Grantland, the owner of a large and beautiful home of some thirty rooms, had turned it into a hos- pital for wounded and disabled American soldiers. l-le was sending out a plea to American women and girls to nurse them. Upon hearing this, Virginia immedi- ately decided to go to Richmond. It was a fine chance to serve her country, and besides she might learn something of her father and Ralph. Forty-four Colonel Pendleton, chivalrous old gen- tleman that he was, accompanied Vir- ginia to Richmond even though he didn't approve of her plan. They stayed at the inn where he and Virginia had stayed a month before. A battle had just taken place at Fred- ericksburg, and the nurses were kept busy, dressing the wounds of the injured and patiently soothing the last moments of the dying. Virginia had never thought war could be so terrible until she was in the midst of its horrors. She had served Doctor Grantland well, and, being young and willing to learn, had taken many serious cases. Cne day, while she was off duty, a nurse came hurrying to her and told her that Doctor Grantland wished to see her immediately. Virginia went to him, and, when she arrived, the Doctor seemed to be greatly agitated about something. Please be seated, Miss Virginia. A serious case has been brought to us. The man, a captain, is delirious and keeps talking incoherently. His mind seems to be greatly upset about some soldier who was in his regiment during the battle. We want you to go on double duty and give him the best caref' Having received her orders, Virginia went directly to the room where the sick man lay. l-le was even worse than she had thought. As the days passed, he did not cease to talk. l-lis words were un- intelligible, but on the fourth day he said very plainly and distinctly, Ralph, you'll be killed. This was all that Virginia could understand, but it was enough to make her send for Doctor Grantland. A c fi m a fia r . t K. ew j2lflZI5lillllllll '! IIT , f, , .ff'l-li. iii QYSIIZD 34221 She told him what her patient had said and what it meant to her. Send for Colonel Pendleton, she begged. He may be able to identify this manf, Why, I can tell you who the man is. He is Captain Renwald of Regiment 32. I was just looking over the names of the soldiers in his regiment when you sent for me. May I see the list of soldiers, Doc- tor? She glanced over the column and her face paled when she saw the name of Ralph Pendleton checked as one of the missing soldiers of Regiment 32. May l go to Colonel Pendleton? she asked. Certainly. Send Miss Morrison to me, and you may take leave for the rest of the day. She went directly to Colonel Pendleton and showed him the list. May l see Captain Renwald? No, Virginia replied, he cannot have visitors as he is still deliriousf' Then, Virginia, I must tell you that the patient you are nursing is your father. Forgive me if l have been unkind to you. I am sorry, my child. 'ilVly-my father? Yes, you didn't know his name. This is undoubtedly he. Virginia hurried as fast as she could to the hospital. The Colonel's information had put new purpose into her. From that very night her patient grew steadily better, and on the third night he was able to learn about his daughter and to tell what he could about Ralph who, he believed, had died fighting. ul had just been Woundedf' he said, and Ralph, thinking me dead, vowed to avenge my death. He left me and l called to him that he would be killed, but he didn't hear me. Here the Captain's voice broke, and a sob escaped Virginia's lips as she rushed from the room. She got no farther than the door, however, for, unnoticed, a visi- tor had entered and sat there beside it. 'il say, Virg, why all the sobs? asked the visitor. Ralph! ls it really you? cried Vir- ginia. Why, yes, is there anything surprising about that? We thought you were dead. Your name was on the list of the missing, Colonel Pendleton said. No, l wasnit killed but-. Why Cap- tain Renwaldl l thought you killed as l left the battlefield that night-U No, lad, no, but I thought surely that you were gone,', replied the happy cap- tain. At this point Doctor Grantland entered the room and told Virginia that she could go off duty, as she needed the rest. Ralph left the room with Virginia and, as the door closed behind them, Colonel Pendleton remarked, Well, well, Cap- tain Renwald, it looks as if we shall make a Pendleton of Virginia yet. Forty-Hue df fl! im min G 4 KW g .-X. A ,f , Q Z QQ? 'ow ,4 lil 7 C ' If 5 4 T ,ar rv Q! In .. T f Ili' i jt., 4,, - ff III WIZIZIQIWIMI 'Z' WUI ' -ff'l-IE. 32.2 QIQIID iL...lCflQ, MY GRANDFATI-IER'S EXPERIENCE IN THE CIVIL WAR By Kermit Klump, '34 T WAS in the year I86I that Presi- dent Lincoln issued his memorable proclamation calling for seventy-five thousand volunteers. At this time, on a little farm in Missouri, my grandfather was preparing to leave his home and enlist in the Union army as one of the seventy- five thousand. I-Ie was twenty-one years of age when he enlisted, and was with General Sherman in Company E, Thirty- second Regiment. He was sent to a train- ing camp where he spent a month of hard training. At this time, the demand for men was so great that they were assigned immediately to their positions in battle. This kind of life being new to the soldiers, it took quite a while before they became accustomed to it. One of the battles in which my grand- father participated was the Battle of Lookout Mountain. The company that he was with had marched all day that day and had prepared camp for the night. The men being tired, they immediately rolled up in their blankets and went to sleep. The next morning they were awakened by the blare of a bugle that meant that they would be marching on. They marched until about one o'cIock that afternoon, when they were taken by a surprise attack of the Confederates. They immediately drew up their troops and prepared for battle. Many of their men had been killed before they had time to arrange a defensive position. They fought Forty-six very furiously against a heavy barrage of Confederate fire until their commander gave orders to advance. They had not gone far before the Confederate fire ceased as quickly as it had started. The men of the Union army were ordered to stop firing and immediately prepare to charge the Confederates, who held an advantageous position on a hill with a very dense forest as protection. They were then given orders to charge as the battle raged, and the losses on both sides were increasing rapidly. Many men had been killed or Wounded as the result of heavy chains Hying through the air, chains that had been placed in cannon and shot after their ammunition had been ex- hausted. The battle raged on until about eight o'clock that night, when the Union troops were successful in overcoming the Confederate army. After the battle, it was a pitiful s-ight to see the men who had given their lives for what they thought was a just cause. Another famous incident related by my grandfather, was General Shferman's im- mortal march to the sea. Starting from Chattanooga, General Sherman set out on his famous expedition. I-Ie and his troops defeated General I-Iood at Atlanta on this famous march. As. they marched along, they destroyed bridges, railroads, and property along a belt sixty miles wide. When they reached the city of Savannah, Georgia, they were successful in taking it. In this battle, they captured many A lm , fl! ' c 1, . T an llmlllllllig lqi! WIT , I-llgg 12.12.13 As.:-qc: a.n....o. nQ.. guns, ammunition, and food supplies. They kept what they needed, and then they destroyed the rest so that it would not fall into the hands of the Confeder- ates. After a few similar blows, the Con- federate army was in no position to carry on the futile struggle, and surrendered. The armies were disbanded and my grandfather, like many other young men, returned home to civilian life. LET'S TAKE A TOUR By Wz'IIz'am Gould, '34 OURING seems to be an ideal diver- sion for that species of human being who derives a great deal of pleasure from changing auto tires, swearing, and generally being miserable. Some Wives just love to give driving instructions to drivers of twenty years' experience at in- tervals of about every five minutesg and a small child simply delights in smearing sticky candy over Windshields, windows, and upholstery. Touring islespecially delightful when the road is so dusty that your throat seems ready to crack open, or when it is raining so hard and the road is so wet that you get cramps in your hands and arms trying to keep the car on the pavement. The singing of two or three small children to the accompaniment of the rain, especially when each sings a different song, is an added enjoyment. The decision about the place to go is an important one and is the topic of dis- cussion for weeks preceding the trip. Mamma must go where the Joneses are going, while Papa wants to fish. The children spend all their time asking how late they can stay up and what they can eat. Big Brother and Big Sister aren't interested except that Brother must have his golf, swimming, and tennis, and Sister must dance every night. Next comes the all-important question of what to take along. Mamma and Sis- ter must have new evening clothes, and Papa is forced to buy new clothes for himself, which he neither wants nor can afford. Big Brother doesn't seem to care how he looks and neither do the children, but Little 'Sister insists on taking half of her doll family and Little Brother makes an awful fuss when told that his new bicycle must stay at home. The eating problem is another hard one, for Mamma must stay on her diet and stop in the most exclusive hotels, although these seldom fit Papa's pocket- book. Another difficulty is that the younger children are never ready to eat at meal time, and the older ones want to eat all the time. When we reach home again, there is seldom more than one who has enjoyed himself, and the family unanimously agrees that the car should be sold and a new radio bought. At least you don't have to crawl under a radio to repair it. Forty-seuen ' I 4 f 1 ,, W 0 N . f N351 Z Q 1. Ak K .J I I f I H- ef 01 ff r r -L QE r rv f .. ' -K' X fi' ,mmf 1ll ' ll Illi mama .f'f'l-I 3. 1. 2 i 13 FSI l 3 l...Q 2 1 IQ.: WAR AND PEACE By Joe Tanaka, '33 Man, wilt thou bring on thy own downfall? Will commerce, industry, and science be The very stepping-stones to death? YVill all Progress and invention hasten thee Into a pit dug by a mad schemer? Wi'Il Invention only guide thee To Death? Or will it be a Redeemer Opening a way for peaceful life to see? Shall we use science as a tool To create war and world catastrophe? 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So declared the immortal Declaration of Independence, And for the support of this Declaration of Independence, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor, declared the leaders of the colonies, John Hancock, Thomas Jef- ferson, the author of the Declaration, Ben- jamin Franklin, John and Samuel Adams, Francis Lightfoot Lee, Richard Henry Lee, Robert Morris, and forty-eight other signers of the Declaration, the thirteen American colonies, George Washington and the Continental Army about Boston, and thousands of other Americans and American sympathizers in other countries. All these pledged their lives, their for- tunes, ancl their sacred honor for the sup- port of their Declaration and all stood ready to fight in the redemption of their pledges. The Declaration declared that these United States are, and of right ought to be, Fr-ee and Independent States. But ought to be is not are. England wanted to prove that it wasn't, and Fifty OF '76 George III engaged to fight the American George, George Washington. For six long years, years teeming full of sorrow and suffering, blood and strife, battle raged. This title of ours, Days of '76, is a glorious one. It echoes all the glory, the honor, the thrill of strife, man against man, but it shows nothing of the hideous- ness and the ugly, nothing of the detest- able that characterizes most wars. This was a bitter war, a war of suffering and pain, but a war fought for the right. This contest may have been a vacation for the warlike Hessians, brought by the English to America to fight for pay, or to the battle-scarred veterans of Eng- land's Napoleonic wars in Europe it might have proved an easy encounter, but there was nothing of a vacation in it for the untrained, starving American soldiers who died by hordes. What glory was there, indeed, to fight for what seemed a losing cause while friends and neighbors deserted, became Tories, and viewed the war from a spec- tator's vantage point? There was no glory, but the glory of fighting for the right for victory, and for freedom! The glory of fighting and suffering to lift from themselves forever the bondage of tyranny. Victory, the Victory for peace and free- dom, resulted. Bunker Hill, Valley Forge, and Saratoga led to Yorktown. The cause of freedom emerged triumphant, and the grey dawn of democracy swelled into the glorious day of victory and liberty. H. W. , A-ff-A , A.. I x 'M' 'N' nf' ,J ,F . JUNIOR SUBSTAF F CLARENCE BENJAMIN HOWARD WILLIAMS MARIE UEBELHACK TILLIE BALCH JOSEPH ROMERO ABE PORTNOY MISS THOMURE, Spons CHARLOTTE VOLK MABEL RILEY ANNA HOSSITT STANLEY DAMPIER HELEN CASSIMATIS FRANCIS EDMONDS OI' WASHINGTON, THE MAN WHO MADE US By Leota Meier, '33 Washz'ngton, ah, how well we know him! A man, stern, determined, kind, Respect him! loue him! All in one. A man, great to all people, Revered and loved by his men. Thinking, fighting, for his country, when One of the greatest generals in history, it needed him: Helping to make an independent union of Always on the front, never at the rear. the country he loved. Fighting to the finish. As a president, we hail him, Strong, urging, determined. The Father of our Countryf' WIND By Larry W'eir, '33 Life's a chaos, a whirlwind Of darkness and light, A tumult, a turmoil Of injustice and right. Fifty-one 5 x-, X ,gxg-H xx? -4-ff 'QE f, ' .- ff X ,N Si gigjgi- . Afli. ' WJQ'-X ig. -,. f 2 fi, 121 11 m.fT lg M, ,gffx -X fx H !f2 X VZ a- -AS .711 X xxx X fii, , . 4, iQ,flfifX XE , ff? , f 'F M.: ,fx X XX- M' f -NX1., 2, f V frf- fix fg 2 J- f , 'f' 7'M S f ff, N - r X1112 'f' ff -KK i ff? x fxxg gfw 2? J 3 5 f - 7X ,f- X95 l, ' f 2 fi r. 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F122 QITIIJ il-.QZIQ4 SUCCESS By Anna Hossitt, '33 HE sun was just sending its scarlet rays over the cotton fields and the little homely frame house nearby, when Ben stirred sleepily on his bed of straw and at length awoke from his slumber. l-lair tousled and face flushed, he rose slowly and gently as if leaden weights held him back. It was then that one saw his poor, useless, left foot and slightly humped back. Ben dragged himself across the barn floor in his usual painful manner, stopping first to brush some straw from his clothes, and then to gaze around at the two cows that were watching him with their meek, trusting eyes. One knew instinctively that they loved Ben. U 'Mornin', he called cheerfully. 'il didn't mean to sleep with you last night, but I-I just did. He choked on the last words, and for a moment his eyes were blinded with help- less tears. Cripple, he muttered furiously, cripple The words were tinged with scorn. M 'Cause you're crippled you can't fight for your country. He thought contemptuously of the sim- ple chores his days consisted of-the shelling of peas and picking of cotton- bringing in wood for the fire, feeding the animals. Was there any other lad of seventeen doing these things now during the country's greatest crisis? No. They were all under Washington's command, fighting, giving their life's blood so that Fifty-four future generations might point with pride to their glorious nationg and he-Ben Sherwood, a hopeless shred of deformity, who heard the call to arms only as an outsider. Ben--Ben Sherwood. It was his mother hurrying toward him, her anxious face looking more haggard in the merciless sunlight. Where've you been, lad? l saw your bed wasn't slept in, and l was nearly frantic- Needn't worry so about me, Mother, he chided, more sharply than was his wont. nl just strolled out to the barn last night, and clozed away l guess. Mrs. Sherwood scrutinized his face carefully. You've been a' cryin' again, she scolded gently, H 'cause you can't be a soldier. Oh, Ben, my boy. As he flushed guiltily, she continued, Ain't l told youin l-'le interrupted her quietly, l..et's go in and eat, Mother. l'm hungry. Their meal was a simple one but whole- some, and after partaking of it more heartily than he had thought he could, Ben started about his daily work. MBen, here's some butter l want you to take to Mis' Hunter. Y'know, l prom- ised her---H Yes 'mf' Mrs. Sherwood assisted him in climbing the horse, the only one they owned, and he trotted away slowly to the great Hun- ter plantation, one of the finest in Vir- ginia. f ff M ml C ,ik W . 5- ' , J f 7 i A H L ' .. f' 'I , . 4,. f .ff l-li ?.Z.i Q51 iL...?ilQ, Ben dismounted at the back door and was greeted by one of the hired hands, a big, gruff fellow who was known for his tactlessness. ul-lollo, Ben, he yelled, ain't yuh joined the army yet? The boy shook his head and hurried into the kitchen, his face red and his mouth set in a grim line. Don't mind him, consoled Mrs.. Hun- ter, who had heard all. Be thankful you can stay at home. My boy just left an hour ago. Her voice faltered sus- piciously, but Ben did not notice that. He was thinking of handsome, dapper Roy Hunter who had gone to aid his country and who might never come back. Roy had been kind to him, and had often given him his favorite books to read, or shared nuts and apples with the crippled boy. Ben only wished he might have Roy's straight, soldierly figure. Thank you for the butter, the lady was saying, I'll need more in a day or so. Good-day, Ben. The passing days were uneventful, and Ben, dragging his foot painfully after him, eagerly devoured any news that came from Washington's camp. Mrs. Sherwood winced whenever she saw him gazing wist- fully across the fields, his eyes pained and filled with a yearning that would probably never be satisfied. V . Oh, my son, she murmured fiercely to herself, my little, patriotic son. The air was becoming colder and the dull, gray skies seemed to bring threats of snow, or so Ben thought as he brought some pails of milk from the barn. Just then, he heard the sound of hoofs and turning, saw a distinguished-looking gen- tleman in uniform ride up on horseback. Do you mind, asked the newcomer, with a little whimsical smile, if l stop at your home for shelter tonight? Certainly not, sir. Ben felt as though he were in some great presence. My mother will be glad to have you. Mrs. Sherwood, a little llustered, hur- ried forward with a word of greeting, and Ben led the rider's horse into the stable for the night. Tiny snowflakes were al- ready whirling about in the growing darkness, and the boy shivered as he made his way back to the house. It would be terribly cold before morning, he knew. Inside, he piled more logs on the fire, brought hot tea into the room for the stranger, who watched him with bright, kind eyes, and then returned to his mother in the quaint, warm kitchen. Ben! Her voice was a sharp whis- per. Ben, l do believe-that gentleman is General Washington! The boy stared unbelievingly and then his eyes glowed joyfully. Mother! l--do you really think so? She nodded firmly. ul-le'll tell us later on, l'm thinkin'. After the evening meal, as they sat around the fire, the stranger gently drew out Ben's eager desire to aid in his coun- try's battles, and the boy, usually shy in the presence of others, found himself talk- ing quite freely to this kind, tall gentle- man with the soldierly bearing. Please, sir, he stammered out at length, don't think me curious, or-or bold, but Mother thinks you're our Gen- eral himself and-H I am, broke in the other, and I'm very proud to know a lad like you, Ben. He grasped the astonished boy's hand. Fifty-riue ZQM t 'y a . .. ell llrtiii .zf'l-IEL. iii Aiii il....l2lC.n ul admire your patriotism, and l believe l have a mission for you-but no, as if on second thought, it's very danger- ous- Oh, no, not for me, sir, cried Ben eagerly, please let me do it. The keen eyes surveyed him intently. Nl want a message delivered to Colonel Greene, said Washington slowly. lt concerns the sending of his troops to another post, and he must have it by morning. l cannot go on any farther for l have received word that my camp needs me. The Colonel lives about thirty miles from here. My boy, it is asking too much. Ben was already slipping into a warm jacket and coat with hurried, frenzied movements, while his mother stood look- ing on silently, her face and lips colorless. I'll go, said the boy tensely, if l pay with my life. His poor, humped back seemed straighter, his eyes burned feverishly. Washington silently applauded his grit. Be careful, the great general warned, as he handed an envelope to Ben, keep your eyes and ears open, and good luck to you. Mrs. Sherwood had disappeared and as Ben stepped outside, he saw her stand- ing beside the horse, a pathetically brave figure softly pelted by the falling snow. Don't worry about me, he said with a little exultant laugh, as she aided him to climb the horse. My wish is coming true, Mother. Washington gave Ben last instructions, Mrs. Sherwood asked if he Fifty-six were warmly clothed, and then the lad was off, his heart singing as he hugged the precious message close. It grew fiercely cold, the wind howled unmercifully, and the snow fell faster as if to hinder the eager wanderer. But he kept on doggedly, urging his faithful horse to go on, although both were very nearly beaten by the storm. His eyes were blurred, and several times he brushed his hand across them: his breath came in gasps through stiff, blue lips, but patriot- ism was strong within him and he fought on. Once he fell off the horse and lay quiet in the snow, utterly spent, until the horse's soft nose in his face roused him from his lethargy. Several times he thought he heard strange stirrings in the forest-redcoats perhaps! l-le knew they were rapidly surrounding the countryside, but no figures with drawn swords appeared, and a relieved sigh escaped from him. The snow had stopped. Through the darkly blue roof overhead, stars began to twinkle brightly, leading the way. Ben smiled up at them with frozen lips. ul made it, he murmured stiffly, as a large, magnificent house loomed in view, U11-.. But his wonderful strength had gone, and he toppled over into the snow, star- ing gazedly at the sky, but a contented smile had overspread his features. Sev- eral of the Colonel's men were running up, and gentle hands lifted the motion- less figure in the snow. i'Poor fellow, he's gone, murmured one, 'ibut somehow, he looks so pleased. t' J: ii- I--tl . ,. .. a .,,.. 1i ff y inufiigi tlr rr arl M, CONQUEST By Myrtle Prophet, '33 E HAD started back with a won- derful message on his lips, and his heart was as light as snow. His progress was slow, but with each step forward, he was nearer his people, the people whose future was on his lips. For days he walked, undaunted, a deluge of thought constantly flooding his mind: the thoughts of settling in this ufresh, untouched, unbounded, magnifi- cent wildernessf' of the felling of trees, and of the erection of the cabinsg and impressed upon his mind was the picture of Abigail Johnson as he had seen her at his last backward glance, with the ful- fillment of her promise ringing in his ears. Could he not still hear this pioneer maiden demurely answering, yes when he had so awkwardly proposed marriage to her? A large forest closed in about him. He imagined that the massive firs and their strong arms offered him assistance, offered to lead him on safely. He ate, While walking beneath these firs-ate the sea- soned deer meat which had been gener- ously bestowed upon him. And then he realized that there was but enough for one more meal. It was on the ninth day, and, while he Walked, the wind was increasing hour by hour, until a blizzard had sprung up. He bent forward, carefully picking the steps of his abated pace. Over him the pines swayed and bent with the wind. Then he heard a crack, and a tree, unable to withstand the force of the wind, fell across his path. With effort he climbed over, stumbling and struggling. He heard a quick step behind him and swung around. He caught the fleeting glance of a black bear, disturbed from hibernation, but too frightened to attack. A sigh of relief escaped his lips. He ate the last piece of meat, believ- ing that the settlement could not be far away. This renewed his strength and con- fidence, for he had never, until now, dared to imagine the distance that lay before him. The blizzard continuedg he could hear many trees crack and crash. Once he saw a deer depart hurriedly from before a disturbed windfall. He bent farther forward, but it was too late. The snow had blinded him. He could see nothing, nothing but a burning whiteness. His eyes achedg he closed them, but the burning whiteness was marked on his brain. His Snowshoes were large and difficult to manage, but somehow he succeeded in removing his feet from the straps. The relief was momentary, because he would raise a foot, only to step deeper the next time. He stumbled, swayed, and fell. He Fifty-seven M 1ll 'Z!ilI2lMmml' will ' ' 'lil f f f Xa, ill C J , f ,, be A i 3 ,glib 91 Z r Z Z WZ 5 WWW Vw 'Q 7 ff' diff 'vi ,1. lull 1 A A f '4 4 1 in , M ' f if A 'i fL -.r'f'l--IEL 32.2 Qlmi iL....3CflQ..- sank into the snow and lay there. The prostrate form of Daniel Larsen did not move. The wind was 'finally abated, and a steady snow fell, almost covering the fallen pioneer. By morning it was over. The air was calm, the sky was a lighter gray, and the snow glistened under the low morning sun. To the itinerant Indian the scene was truly beautiful. Under the experienced foot of the ln- dian the miles slipped quickly behind him. He climbed over hills and through woods with seemingly little effort. The sun was higher and he was walking towards it. He came out of the forest and scanned the level space before him. He glanced at the sun, and as he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a dim spot, marring the smooth whiteness. l-le started towards it, and as he came close to it, he saw a bare hand extended sidewards as if in an attempt to arise. He knelt down, pushed the snow away, and raised Larsen. Then he shook him violently. With effort he lifted him to his shoulders and carried him in the direc- tion of the rising sun, because he knew that not far away bulky wagons and sturdy people could be seen. He also knew that this man had gone to his peo- ple, the lndians, and he knew the message that was frozen on his lips. Late that night, they neared the ring of wagons. Within it a huge fire glowed and many people were standing about it. With caution he walked nearer and nearer, until he heard the angry cry of the guard. The cry had been heard by the others and they ran to him, filled with apprehension. The Indian motioned, laid Larsen Fifty-eight down, and backed away. For many days, Larsen hovered be- tween life and death. He was given deer broth and a medicinal preparation from herbs left by the Indian. Then after many hours, he moved. Further encouragement was awaited. It came. Larsen's lips moved slowly, and Abigail crept closer and listened. She saw the words indians-friends-people -stay form his lips. There was a still larger fire that evening and all the settlers fexcept two, joined if xx XX 7 -' FT' ' fer. If ' . I asf: slssfs giiee..-fs-w hifffrf 'Q as -,s . - Q-. -.- :,-...ps-, A ff: Fxlsf' ,. - .isiF5ttQ5.s1f' 1 'fisfi i5x:YEXTa:..t,.- .. -.':f.1'.1i-'1.seQivi1es.-iisx ' . . , l 'f..l ':.' V . 'Q ' 'T,'f3'. . a, 1, hlfriafw T125 - ss. .1 Igifkii A ' A - A 7' ,l5E'if4': 3'1f 25 c-S,2:fqf'f - 5,-11: 11.5.-il Awami z'?r+w2fvf' V2 iT1gfgi:g1,3if5:3E.e ffl- ' 5:91. - 1 i'1.U!l.,ii53Z:5fl: 35311: 51w.w'J. 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No one would own 'twas he. Now, while old George, he laughed with glee, And though he'd played a joke, Our forefathers said, Yea, verily, This laugh will make him choke. The colonists were up in arms: The king had passed a law.' A tax on tea in all its forms, Was the only one they saw. Another ship was coming in, The colonists were ready: The harbor, destitute of din, Made all the brave men steady, They dressed themselves like warr When the first ship hove in sight, And before that tea was ever sold, They boarded her at night. iors bold, George swore he'd whip those rebel knaves. When he did hear the newsg And now he howls and now he raves. We must put on the screws! They gave a party there that night, And only furnished tea, And the king, he thought he'd like t But the rebels didn't flee, The moral of this tale, my friend, If you must have your joke: Be sure you're laughing at the end. 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Elli lffilzlzlslufml fl ,,,, ., .f1 l--lhl. 3.2.2 QFSIE 2L...lilQ.n THE ENCHANTED BELFRY By Wl'Ill.GW2 Kirchner, '33 N ONE of those phenomenally bright nights which country people always maintain bring troops of departed beings from their graves, l set forth to explore the mysterious old belfry, long disused, that is, for any mortal pur- pose, and, as the neighbors said, haunted by witches, devils, gargoyles, and ghouls. Flinging out my defiance to any Spirit lurking within, l diligently began wrig- gling, feet first, through one of the tower's tiny round lower windows only to become hopelessly wedged in the frame. Ha! You should have seen me dang- ling there, half in and half out. l-low l regretted that l had calculated my ab- dominal circumference so carelessly. A dreadful problem -what contortions could l use to free myself from the unfor- giving clutch of that window frame? I believe hours passed: and just as l was beginning to have visions that l should be found dead there, from out of another realm of thought a ray of hope pervaded my senses, and l recalled the whimsical teachings of dear old Professor Wrogley: Wrogley, my life! With the sun beaming down on his merry face, he would say over and over, as many times as there were hours, Now, boys! Then he would pause and smile, and with a rhythmic shake of the finger continue, 'iNever forget that genuine human embarrassment not only turns the Sixty-two countenance rosy, but actually tends to shrink in size the abdominal girdle from one-eighth to one-fourth of an inch--U l thought in a flash of my present physi- cal environs. Directly before me in the moonlit street, threatening to pass within an inch of my nose, walking with one foot on the sidewalk and the other in the gutter, was a beautiful blonde maiden clad in a bewitching coat which dragged unceremoniously along the stone, making a noise not unlike that which l fancy a giant would make by a gentle snoring. l, in so ungallant a position, in insufferable terror, fearing that l should be spied, shrank at least three inches in the middle and should have been able to slip easily through the aperture unnoticed. My ab- normality-that l should shrink fully two and three quarters of an inch under my alloted quota of inches-troubled me, but, before l could resolve anything definite about it, I was expanding, and before l could have mumbled, Professor Wrog- ley three times, l reached my normal size. At that moment a ghastly voice, re- minding me of everything but euphony, bawled out from somewhere in the dark chamber a phrase which l accepted as meaning, WHO'S THEREQ, followed by a far from harmonious something which sounded like a question asking me whence l hailed. I mn . mth Q . 6 A . . Ks:- A- t1ll !i2!i'lfiisllm li5f! llreili .xf'l-IE. 3.2.2 Q52 iL...2ilQ.p Sir, said l, perplexed but inwardly undaunted, uainit youse had no bringin's up? Talk decent to strangers! I listened with utmost care for my host to answerg he did notg and l imagined l had frightened him by such stark infor- mality. Not wishing for silence to con- tinue, l pleased myself fand hoped l pleased himl by pouring forth an un- wavering flow of my colorful variation of the English language. Aints and udontsu flowed profusely. So irresistible and undeviating was my proud line of prattle that l thought he stood aghast at me. As there yet existed no discourse, l chose to pelt him with a barrage of inter- rogations. l fired question after question upon him until l felt certain he could never remain silent. Presently he began to answer in perfect English, and could l help feeling incapaci- tated for conversation? He spoke with incredible rapidity, and, from the passion- ate manner in which the pretty words welled up from his very soul, l assumed that he was fearlessly speaking his mind, revealing to me his character, telling me of his loves, hopes, and, l believed, forlorn existence. So marvelous was his com- mand of language and so impeccable his enunciation that l could only catch the faintest drift of what he saidg and now, to hurry on toward the climax fas l am growing tiredl l ask you why he spoke the Word Hghouli' in a softer tone, apart from all the others. l was startled. Ghoul! l repeated, and was not at all pleased by the way fear seemed to manifest its power in the pitch of my voice when I falteringly sputtered out, Mister, youse ain't no ghoul, is youse? He flew into something-l think it was a rage-bellowed and thunderedg and l heard him make a mad dash to grab, as l supposed, and devour me. With one bound l was able to plunge through the window-and struck. Struck! Alas! l was resigned to my fate, when suddenly I viewed my 'isainted maiden coming once again toward me. Her orbs so burned into mine that l melted before her gaze and slumped to the pavement just in. time to avoid my flesh-eating assailant whose hideous grinning visage appeared for a moment at the Window and was gone like the wind. l turned to where l thought my beauti- ful lass had stood, but she, too, had van- ished. l sat on the pavement feeling very, very lonely and a little dazed. At length l arose and cogitated. What would be more useless than to rest on the pavement in solving the mystery of the disappear- ing woman? After a lengthy period of mental toil in that horizontal position, l smiled from ear to ear: I had discovered something. I flung my hat in the air and yelled, Eureka! Eureka! at the top of my voice. The echo flung back a tempestuous sound that took the form of Eureka! Eureka! Thousands of heads were poked out of windows in the moonlight. Their mandibles wiggled furiously at me. l was so surprised at myself, and at all those babbling forms, that l completely forgot what l had discovered and till this day have never recalled. Sixty - three I 'W . y Jaxx U - f f 2, X4 Htl C f f ff N: J a', E ,, , f ff 'M' , V A Z I jf' . A,.ff ,fa i, EW .ff'l-IE. 3.1.-LLL: .43gl'sll:: 3l...,Qs.2lL. THE CHANGING SEASONS By Larry Wez'r, '33 SPRING Life is gay, chromatic, vernalg Life is youth and joy eternal. SUMMER Life's a rose in all its splendor, Fragile, beautiful, and tender. AUTUMN Life is contentment of maturity Reaping the ripened fruit of security. WINTER Life's the congealing of a flowing stream, The end of the song, the prelude to the dream. AUTUMN NIGHT By Ruth Oliver, '33 The pale moon shines down The stars gleam bright On the forest treesg Oler a lonely gladeg The leaves, red and brown, The wild geese in flight Are stirred by the breeze. Sail on, unafraid. Over the moonlit path The pale stars grow dim, Of the rippling stream, Then fade awayg A leaf boat, like a wraith, Above the poplars slim, Glides on, serene, Steals the day. The quiet night ends With morning's birthg Softly her way she wends O'er the sleepy earth. Sixty-four 'SFF A '-f- 4 '- ft-1 f -f P ' .. , www -' -' -' ' 1.fsf1:.waa-1w.z-'we N, Z Q, fiifxa-Em' , 16-1' Z Ii -'-'--' gm' I ilk' 2.1.1-L15 effuigg -21 Iocgacgdfg me:ez-Ziav,5ijgFfsE:EE.'f1f'1itfgffg-5:Zlg.g'.'f, -1-f-2 tg.L:1'j4E121 ' ' ' sv - - f i 5 2 - 1?5f'ifi3f'1:.2-'if'972 ,. ..g:z,-.:- .-.. ::'-. 1.1.1, ' v'.-fi' . 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For 'twas a drowsy bee I chanced to meet, IMorpheus's spell being not quite completej Awake and searching for the nectar sweet Of some early flower. THE WIND By Cecilia Altman, '33 I am a 'giant strong and bold, I play jokes on young and old, I work hard from sun to sun. Then again I must have fun: So, when a boy I chance to meet, I blow his hat across the street, Then toss his kite up to the sky, And help his mother's clothes to dry, Sixty-five l Y i me t a .. ttllt llrelll' .ff'l--IEI.. iii QISIT iL...QCflQ.. Sixty-six TO ATROPOS By Larry Weir, I33 When the Spring arrives and I remain unthrilled, And see the sun arising and turn my head, And listen not when the thrush's song is trilled, O Atropos, then you shall clip the thread. When I run from the kiss of sun or wind or gale And turn deaf ear to the woodlandls haunting song- When I heed not the call of the rising trail, O Atropos, the skein is ouerlong. When I no longer gaze at stars or sky And miss the radiance of a budding flower, And cease to wonder as the breeze goes by O Atropos, 'tis time to wield your power. For when I and nature are no longer kin Then shall I cross the Acheron to Proserpine. ON THE ROOF AT MIDNIGHT By Emil Brock, '33 The tall, black roofs of buildings there Rear starkly in nocturnal air: The slowly weaving mists of grey Glide softly o'er the inland bay. The gleaming lights wink through the night: Like myriad stars they gaze at me, Then smile aloft in gayety. I hear faint roars of city life, Telling of its endless strife: Yet it is good, it should be so, As the eternal winds do blow, As the eternal winds do blow. m a v t I ae 4. 9111 fllzmlgt! Ilreili .ff'l--IEL 32.2 .AISIIZJ iL...2C,lQ., Joy By Emil Brock, '33 Faint, elusive little sprite, Dancing in the firelight, You bring peace and cheer to me As you leap so vividly! People know, but see you not, But I with insight greater yet See you smile beside my cot. You are Joy of Life and Love, Pure as the stars that shine aboveg In my moments sad and drear, I'd' love to have you ever near. i, , 1' X, Sixty-seven A NOCTURNAL INCIDENT By Alice Jameton, '33 As doth the jagged lightning cleave The darkness with its light, So that loud shriek did rend the awful Stillness of the night. Silence reigned, Until new shrieks a victory Over silence gained. As deer doth hear the pantherfs cry Wz'thin the woodlands darkened, So I, astartled from my sleep, To that strange noise harkened. All was still Except a creaking on the stairs. Now, against my will, As doth the cat that stealthily Creeps upon the mouse, I, trembling, stole along the hall And through the hushed house. I saw a light- A gleaming light-an open door! And there I saw-that sight! Then hastening to spread alarm I quickly turned to go, But something there did grasp my arm, And spoke in accent low. And with such forceful argument He bade me silence hold, That never did my tongue relent. 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There was only one per- son Who, notwithstanding the malice of foes, still stood highest in the esteem of his compatriots. This man, George Washington, had refused the chance to become king of all America. There re- mained no one even to share a rivalry for this high place. But, reluctant to sur- render any of their hard-earned rights to any one person, the colonies stood, each a separate state, without any central gov- ernment to bind them together. Jealous of each other, envious of the trade, the commerce, the population, or the wealth of the other states, hatred was stirred up between the various sections and all that was needed was a spark to cause men who had fought shoulder to shoulder in '76 for a common cause, to fight now among themselves. Only a Seuenry lhilmociwmzy spark was needed to have state fight state and brother fight brother. Only a spark was needed to make America the prey of any strong and covetous European power, such as England, France, or Spain. A great need existed. Some force had to be found to prevent the up- heaval and ruin of gov- ernment in America. The Articles of Confederation, ratified in l 78l, had filled an existing need, but they were inadequate. The Articles were too weak, the ratifying states had been afraid of relinquish- ing any of their state's rights. Great leaders realized the need of a new form of government, but the formation was a real problem. All things must have a beginning, how- ever insignificant. A commission ap- pointed to settle a dispute over the navi- gation of the Potomac River was the origin of the Constitutional Convention of I787. This convention drew up a con- stitution 'and presented it to the states for ratification. The new constitution met with much opposition, but it was finally ratified by the required nine states, and the new government was set in motion. A president, a senate, and a house were elected and the New Republic was firmly established. A century and a half has gone by. The New Republic has buffeted all storms, strifes, and wars, and today stands firmly, reflecting honor on its immortal founders. H. W. SENIOR SUBSTAF F GENEVIEVE SHELTON JOHN PERL VIRGINIA HAMIVIERSTEIN PAUL TAYLOR OMEGA COURTWRIGHT ERNESTINE FREIBURGHAUS DOROTHY BURMEISTER MAXINE PEMBERTON ROSE TANNENBAUM THE SENIOR PROJECT F a group of tourists were to assemble in St. Louis, and you were a writer for one of the Sunday magazines, what would you do? You'd be almost certain to interview them for a story, wouldri't you? That is the idea of the senior section of this issue of the RED AND BLACK. A group of tourists has assembled in a tour- ist camp near Washington, D. C. There is an unusually large band of travelers, for it is May, I932, and the whole nation is celebrating the two-hundredth birthday of George Washington. A reporter for a Washington paper has been assigned to prepare a special Sunday feature. I-Ie decides to interview members of this camp and tries to obtain stories from them. Then, becoming ambitious, he writes a description of each person who told him a story. The feature that he turned into his editor has been printed for the RED AND BLACK. G. S. l.lslIlV?E? .I gags? ff-4? I 3 .. Nil at T' ... 1. Seventy-one L 1932 S OF JANUARY, AS ECL TH X A 4T-L -'1 'Z' X .. I ::.' 1 r .. 1 ' - 1 I . k - . . mer.. '-11 ....4 ,Q .525 xx 1 V 4 -: -Nagfl .rfiilqk A ,X U 1 l b gs 4:5 'Q l he 9 Q!9 T p f5f17:f.?Qf.4'1'-'f'1. H , M523 f Q ' rg Q' 9 e 5 5 - f ly ' a ' .. Q N , 'ww-k Qfiilzizz 35-14531 'ir 1.7-f: ffl 'iff -qv. -QQ f.-r ' 52525 ' X251 fstii-f' ,A-IXX swirl ':-': ' 433, :A ..'l L-, 1.1! X five Q, l S l fe fi .L.. .. ' 1-24-512- - .zii ,-25:31 . - T-. -- A- .15.ffliE',-52ffl-i:f'f.'f?'. 3 ' 7 P 1-. Qf'i-:EC H f A WJ,-f,f5g.' lipid.: iii'-. R ll 155535?-'E ff'fi12E21'?13I'?i?ff A iff 'ffl 'ZA-55 Z'-Q-':'5f'.i.?-2P'-'f ,if. :'3?-if ' , ifi'ffQ.'1 f -I':'i-f.-'.'1Qf.:'5f11,5,f fff1','T5'5fP'-if53' 5--fiflff ' 3 .Zh :.::..i::,-::.::3.. N W . WISDOM OF THE PAST We have an immensity of land. Those who labor in the earth are the chosen people of God. While we have land to labor, then, let us never wish to see our citizens occupied at the work- bench or twisting the distaff. -jeiTerson, 32 I9 OF JUNE, THE CLASS i I . , , , ,, f , . , . , , Kiel Q mae ferie ereete ear f A A . , , 3 awe if ' f I' V. A , M A 77 yr , I r 1, ,,,f2 ,M . ,,, ,UV i ff f.,1l4V's.kEily iii Sw' llf ,, 1... 'f n 1 ff 4 A ! ,,,, , 2 f ff J www ZWQ X ,ff 'ff llmlll lfgllllllllllllellol' lltetll .f1 l--IE. iii 252 3 TOURIST TALES OF 1932 THE PROLOGUE By Genevieve Shelton, '32 When summer comes with her bewitching smiles And no one can resist her tempting wiles, Each one of us would like to take his car And travel to new places, near andfar, 'Twas in the spring of 'thirty-two, in May, In celebration of a famous dayg The words of every man did loudly ring With praises of George Washington, and sing About the many glories of his life And how he led in peace as well as strife. Each woman, child, and man in all the land Desired most eagerly to join the band That to our capital did wend its way, Much homage to their leader, great, to pay. For 'twas two hundred years past that event Vfhen Washington, our leader-Heaven-sent- To steer the nation's ship through stormy seas, Was born-to live fore'er in memories. A tourist camp was near the city's site Where weary travellers often stayed o'ernight To restg then start again in early day To old Mt. Vernon where in death he lay. At this large camp once met a group quite late In May, that represented! every state. As special writer I was in that band Which came from every corner of the land, And for a feature of the Sunday page To symbolize the nation of this age, Determined to obtain from every mind A story or a tale of any kind, A narrative, a poem, or essay- A And these I quickly gathered on that day. Seventy-five A C .. , . . X251 re all llliltiktllruzltliiti llrtll .ffl-IE.. ? E. 3 .AIS 2 THE LAWYER There was a lawyer from the Quaker town Whose clever mind had won him much renown: He was the well-dressed, pompous, portly type. With glasses, bald head, brief case, and a pipe. He had an autocratic mouth and chin, And could assume a most sardonic grin. His voice had deep and penetrating tones That could convince a jury's very bones. His dignified appearance and all that, When coupled with the way he wore his hat Made everyone who saw him bound to know He was a man whose fame would spread and grow. When asked to tell a story, he began A tale of olden days and fighting men. SPY By Virginia Hammerstein, '32 T was Monday, June 9, in the year proud of the fancy stitches Betsy Ross 1777, that an eighteen-year-old girl, had embroidered on his coat. disregarding skirts and mud puddles Sometimes While at Betsyis Cynthia in her haste, hurried down Arch Street, encountered one or more of the seam- one of the narrow little lanes ln Phlladel- Stressis many Suitors, for Betsy, Widowed phla that, more through courtesy than at twenty-five, was quite popular, especi- anything else, was called a street. Cynthia Crandall, as she scurried down Arch Street on her way to the home of her friend, Betsy Ross, the seamstress, presented a quaint but pleasing picture. Her pretty face seemed to be a mirror for her vivacious, clever self, but in spite of that, whatever she was thinking, no one could guess. It was her custom to visit the seam- stress almost daily to help with the ex- quisite lace and embroideries which Betsy made to trim the garments of famous Philadelphians. It is rumored that Gen- eral George Washington himself was Seventy-six ally with the soldiers. Perhaps Captain George Shelley and some of his cronies from the infantry, or Captain Joseph Ash- burn of the navy would drop in While she was there. The people who lived near Betsy would often wonder if the attrac- tive young widow would ever marry again, and, if she did, who would be her choice for a husband. Cynthia's father, a Tory at heart and out of sympathy with the war, strongly objected to Cynthia's Htraipsing off to the rendezvous of Yankee ragtailsgn however, when he learned that she could bring him bits of information about the Continental M, ' M' ' '. 1, I X' J ,,,, WN W IZIQIZIIZIEIZI Wil ' , . i 6 f Wx G fav V' Q-, - V' Q Z 2 i s - army, he no longer objected, but encour- aged her visits. It was on this very day when Cynthia hurried down Arch Street, that Captain Shelley brought the message that a com- mittee .from Congress planned to visit Betsy at four o'clock the next day to con- sult her about some very important matter. Cynthia, curious beyond words at Betsy's mysterious meeting with these im- portant officials, could hardly wait for the coming day. just before tea time on June IO, she slipped away from home and hurried to Arch Street. She crept along the side of Betsy's house until she came to the win- dow of the very room in which the party was seated. There she listened to all that was being said, even venturing a little glance now and then through the window. She knew that the short, stout little man was George Ross, a relative of Betsy. She decided that the richly dressed gentle- man was Robert Morris of whom she had heard a great deal, and that the tall gen- tleman dressed in the Continental Blue must be the famous General Washington. Once she thought the eye of the general caught sight of her at the window, but she hoped that he thought nothing of it, which seemed to be true, for he was ab- sorbed in a rather heated discussion with his companions, as to whether the five or six-pointed star should be used on the new flag they were designing. The gen- eral, intimating that he planned some im- portant movement of his troops said the matter had to be settled at once, since he wanted a number of the new flags within a few days. All this discussion came to Cynthia as clearly as if she had been in the very same room. She wondered what her parents would say when they learned that she had seen the leader of the Blue Coats and had overheard some of his important plans. QiM'Wf' is img Q X Q, 1 .M QSLN.. 4 I , rg --L54 f We - rl-y E H we 1' 'Ma f iixg g. w i! i k - g s ,:' m l uf ff Tai? 'W u 4 A Q- , , g A- f e ' . it -2 -.-'Fe '- f Q fee Since the general was very determined, it was finally decided that the six-point star should be used, and the general and his party rose to leave. Piqued by her curiosity, Cynthia en- tered by the back door, as was her cus- tom, just as the General was about to leave at the front of the house. Betsy, returning to the room where Cynthia was, found her examining the materials for the Hag. Though a generous soul, the seam- stress resented having Cynthia eavesdrop- ping at her window, for, after all, was not John Crandall, a British Royalist, long suspected as a spy? At times, in fact, she had wondered if Cynthia could be gathering information for him. Seventy-seven L I f f if l a in M ' 'ff ' XM E Z ' AW. .' mi ' 09-4 I 1 I f 1 P Il fn ' . v V lin- Al X! ' gf 0 . 5 'rf Z , , T f ,ummm aff - f ul. Wlwlzluiumlwl 'Mil ,, ,. . L... With these apprehensions in mind, Betsy turned upon Cynthia and began to question her. ln the midst of this exami- nation, Cynthia's frightened eyes turned to the door opening into the front parlor, and there stood General Washington, who had returned to say that perhaps the five- point star would be better after all since Betsy had had more experience in such matters than he had. Having tal-Len in the situation at a glance, he asked the identity of the young lady who had caused Mrs. Ross so much trouble. When he learned she was the daughter of John Crandall, he frowned as if the name brought to his mind some unpleasant thought or memory. Many fears filled Cynthia's mind as the general spoke sternly to her. To be caught spying, she knew, was an unpar- donable offense to the patriots, and the punishment was always severe. Cynthia was now terrified, and very near tears when a knock at the door brought to her mind still more dreadful thoughts. Betsy went to the door and admitted Captain Shelley. l-le it was who had told Cynthia about the proposed visit of the committee, and now she was struck with the added fear that she might endanger his honor and perhaps his life itself by her eavesdrop- ping. Well, young gentleman, said the gen- eral, surprised at the interruption, uwhat is it? Sir, if you please, replied George, 'il fear you have made a mistakeg Miss Cran- dall is certainly not a Tory spy. We are engaged to be married. Since l am an officer in the Continental army, l cannot now visit her father's home. ln fact, we do not meet at all now except here at the home of Mrs. Ross and in a most formal manner, as she can testify. The stern face of the General relaxed, and that of Betsy lightened with happy relief as she came and put her arm around Cynthia's waist. Bless you, child, forgive me, she whispered, for she herself was sympa- thetic, and rejoiced to 'have unwittingly aided this pair of lovers. Then she con- fided, Captain Ashburn and l are going to be married Sunday. l have been so busy with my own affairs that l didn't even notice that you and Captain Shelley were so interested in each other. Needless to say, General Washington gave his blessing to Cynthia and her fiance. As a matter of fact fperhaps you have guessed itl the general was the guest of honor at the double wedding at which Cynthia and George, and Betsy and Cap- tain Ashburn were married. fifl .---- ' f fl . .... ll 'llll lllill'wfiiWi ta V ..., ...,,f11..1.:. ,... -ffiigzntrifffi , i it .. , . ,., .. ......-.. ----- ' w '-i-' Seventy-eight - T . jst . ,C J M WM , ew Ilreili -f'1 l--li.. 12.3 QIQTW il -Iii-Ei.: THE DETECTIVE Round any corner one was apt to bump Into a man whose first glance made you jump: His steel-gray eyes could look one through and through, And quickly tell if he were false or true. He was the great detective from Utahg In gems he could detect the slightest flaw. From hidden clues he solved full many a crime And his solution was correct each time. His tuneless whistle had a modern lilt,' His hat was set at just the proper tilt. On learning all about my modest scheme, He did narrate a true tale, so 'twould seem. MR. MARTIN PLAYS SI-IERLOCK HOLMES By Arthur Kuhnert, 32 ' DDIE MARTIN stood with his hands on his hips while his best friend and roommate read the following letter: Dear Mr. Martin: Congratulations:-We are happy and at the same time sorry to inform you that the lesson inclosed is the last you will receive from United Correspondence Schools. If you have studied faithfully the lessons we have sent you in the past, we feel sure that you are now fully prepared to cope successfully with any type of work you will encounter in this field. Under separate cover we are sending you your badge and diploma which will make you a full-fledged member of our detective staff. Wishing you the best of luck in your new career, we remain, Very truly yours, United Correspondence Schools H. Green, President. Well, what do you think of that, Bob? asked Eddie Martin, proudly, as he replaced the letter in its envelope and returned it to his pocket. Oh, it sounds great, but it doesn't put any butter on your bread, replied his bosom friend, cynically. For an answer to this Eddie brought forth another envelope and handed it to his friend. What does this mean? asked Bob. Read it and see, replied Eddie. Interested, Bob opened the envelope and, to his surprise, a heavily engraved card dropped out. Picking it up, he read: Mr. and Mrs. Percival De Puyster request the pleasure of Mr. Edward Martin's presence at a reception in honor of the twenty-fifth anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. De Puyster's marriage June the twenty-seventh at eight o'cIocIc 238 Morningside Court How in the world did you ever 'rate' an invitation to that exclusive affair, and what has that to do with bread and but- Seventy-nine t .L , mf' - 1 Melll Wmlflfllllllliliiil f lllalll t , -ff-l lE.'Q.QD iii il....4XCflQ.n ter? asked Bob with a quizzical smile as he returned invitation and envelope to their owner. Chl my dear lVlr. Conroy, you as- tound me. l'm a member of the Four Hundred, don'cha know, tittered Eddie and then ducked a sofa pillow thrown by the now exasperated Bob. After Eddie had regained sobriety enough to continue, he explained that this was to be his first employment in the capacity of a detective and that he had been hired by the Depuyster butler to watch the numerous valuable gifts which would undoubtedly be there. Bob shook his head and smiled, but could not discourage the jubilant Eddie who classed Bob as one of those ignorant people who laugh when one mails coupons from a magazine. At live-thirty P. lVl. the same evening, we find Mr. Martin arraying himself in his rented dress suit and at the same time perusing the adventures of an amateur sleuth who solves the mystery the police have given up and receives his just reward. lVlr. Martin did not think the hero applied United Correspondence School's Lesson No. 27 as it should have been applied. At six-thirty lVlr. Martin, giving a last affectionate pat to his bulging shirt and securing the correct angle desired for the precious silk hat, strolled off to the recep- tion with that indifferent air so earnestly required by lesson No. 3. After presenting himself to the host and hostess, Eddie strolled about with worldly air and mentally catalogued all possible exits in his mind fLesson No. ISD. When Eighty this source of occupation had been ex- hausted, he took up a position which en- abled him to view all new arrivals with- out himself being seen flsesson No. 201. None of these newcomers appeared at first sight to be of a suspicious nature and Eddie was about to walk on into the ball- room when his eye was attracted by the feet of a portly gentleman who had just entered with his wife. They were excep- tionally large feet. Such feet were not those of a member of the Four Hundred, Eddie assured himself. From the feet Eddie's gaze traveled to the face of the corpulent gentleman. l-le resolved that this was one upalookan heid have to watch. Leaving his vigil at this advantageous spot, Eddie strolled into the lobby where the gifts were being displayed. With the arrival of all the guests, they had mounted into quite a lavish display and Eddie, striving to keep his disinterested attitude, strolled by to scan them closely. From where he was now standing, Eddie could see the dancers in the ball- room and was tempted to leave his post for aiminute to join them, but remem- bered that a good detective never relaxes vigilance fLesson No. 25. Eddie soon congratulated himself for his strict adherence to lesson No. 2, for, just then, the elegant Mrs. De Puyster strolled into the lobby upon the arm of that suspicious individual with the large feet. After this individual and the hostess had partaken of refreshments, they re- turned to the gorgeous display of silver on the table. Eddie, maintaining that bored attitude, headed for the refresh- .-., U .231 e m lil C X 7 72? f x .J Rf' .ef I - I V if , l ' W f f - T. T f , f . nm... IT' ., tlll ltl IWIZIUZIZIZI 'll lllelll t' , . .51 itll .ffl-IE. 3.2.2 21512 il....3CflL.p ment table and stopped where he could view proceedings from a mirror. Nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. The hostess, pointing to a particular object, seemed to be thanking Big Feet for something. He, in turn, was nodding and smiling, and everything seemed natural. The corpulent gentleman, after asking Mrs. De Puyster a question, had reached into his pocket and extracted something which Eddie could not see. Meanwhile Mrs. De Puyster had return to the ball- room. Suddenly Eddie jumped: he could have sworn he saw the glint of silver as Mr. HBig Feet left the table and headed for the smoking room. Knowing there was no exit to the smoking room other than the one the portly gentleman had just entered, Eddie bided his time as he did not wish to create a scene. The De Puy- sters detested scenesg and, furthermore, he was not sure. Eddie had to wait for some time, and the De Puysters were bidding individual good-evenings to their guests before Mr. Big Feet emerged. Seeing that the guests were leaving, he walked rapidly toward the hall where his supposed wife for accomplice, was wait- ing for him. Before reaching there, how- ever, he halted at the gift table and stooped down to pick up something. This time Eddie was sure beyond a doubt that he saw a small silver object in the puclgy hands of the suspicious individual. Mr. Big Feet quickly placed the article in his pocket and walked rapidly toward his accomplice. Mr. Martin was in hot pursuit. He could not quite catch up with the wrong- doers and they were out of the door be- fore he could obtain his Wraps. Not bothering to put on his coat, but simply throwing it over his arm, Mr. Martin dashed out of the door in time to see Mr. Big Feet step into a large red car which drew away smoothly as he closed the door. Eddie, remembering Lesson No. l8, tried to get the license number. He gave one look and then sank weakly down to the pavement and scratched his head. There was no license number, but a sign painted in small black letters read: HJ. L. Ov-lqoole, Chief of Police. No wonder he had such big feet, murmured Eddie to himself. Q Perhaps Eddie would not have been so mystified by the chief's actions had he heard the chief explain to his wife how fortunate he had been to find his diamond studded cigar-lighter where he had dropped it in the lobby of the De Puyster mansion. THE BEAUTY SPECIALIST From Oregon there was a surgeon great Who helped the ladies overcome their fate. If they were old or ugly they sought him. And he their faces lifted with a uim. This story he was very glad to tell Though you may not agree it ended well. Eighty-one Jftilh - C . . - M i a . . Bill llltzltliiq llfilll -ff'l'-Ili. 3.2.3 .QISIE3 34.321, OVER-SPECULATION By Julius Hecht, '32 HIS thing happened when I had been in practice only about two years. That was when people were still tell- ing me that I ought to make a customer out of myself. You see, it took them some time to get used to me. Well, it was in a town in Oregon with a popula- tion of about five hundred, including pigs and donkeys. There were lots of donkeys. Everybody had one with him all the time. Even the mayor rode one to the conven- tions he held every week and kept it with him even there. But donkeys at conven- tions aren't very novelg you can find at least one in every convention. It was summer, and all the Howers were bloom- ing, and the birds singing, and the mosquitoes and cure-all remedy salesmen pestering the lives out of people when the girl came to see me in my oflice. When I asked her what I could do for her, she said she wanted her face remod- eled. I feigned astonishment, although her skin was about as clear as the prod- ucts of some of our modernistic artists, and her eyes seemed to be in the habit of looking at both sides of a fly perched on her nose. Not counting these deficien- cies, she was beautiful. Her hair was as soft and Heecy as trolley wire and was fixed in little frizzles all over her head. After I got over my pretended aston- ishment, I asked in my best French man- ner, But why does mademoiselle want her face changed? Waal, she drawled, drawing her gum out CI spotted her for a stenographer right awayj, It's like this. The boss's son is here on his vacation from college, Eighty-two and I want to marry him before he leaves. That much money just can't stand idle. He seems to like me now, but I think l'm not pretty enough, and he might stray. I'Ie's going to be here a little over three monthsg so I want to be back in time. I-low long will it take to change me? But, mademoiselle, I said, it will take at least three months if I start to- morrow. Good, and how much will it be? I have only a little over live hundred dol- lars saved. My fee for an operation of this kind is Five hundred dollars. Next day she entered the hospital, and in two days I made my first operation on her face. After she had been in the hos- pital three weeks and no one had come to see her, I asked her why. She told me that she was an orphan and that she had not told anyone of her decision. She had said she was going on a visit to her sister. A week later I operated on her again. She had been in the hospital a little over a month and during my visits to her she told me all about the boss's son. He was about twenty-five years old and was tak- ing a special course in college. I-le had plenty of money in his own right and expected to get more by inheritance. It wasn't hard to guess Why she wanted to marry him. A month after the last operation, I deposited five hundred dollars to my ac- count, and she left the hospital a different woman-a really beautiful one-live hun- dred dollars poorer. A f em , 4 - . . . . i X: J14 mtl, llliltltltlltltltlwt ' ' .ff'l--IE. FZ.-Zi Q52 iL...l.C,lQ., One day, several months later, l was walking in the shopping district of the town when l felt a tap on my shoulder. l turned around. A pretty girl was stand- ing there. For a few moments l didn't recognize her: then l remembered my handiwork. l greeted her, and we talked awhile. l invited her to lunch, and we started toward a little restaurant on the main street. While assisting her over and around pigs and mules stuck in the mud, l was wondering if she were married. After we had given our order for lunch, l asked her how her husband was and whether she had plenty of money. After a moment's pause she said, 'Tm not married, and l'm not any too pros- perousg l'm looking for a job. When I got back to the office, nobody knew me. The boss got a new girl in my place, and his son married her a month after she came. I was almost put into the asylum when l insisted l was 'me.' They thought l was crazy. l didn't sympathize with the girl at all. l just said it was too bad, and let it go at that. l When l left her, l was wondering what she had gained. She had a new and beautiful face, but she had lost a husband, a job, and five hundred dollars. Well, these women will have their little fancies. THE CO-ED A young co-ed there was with face bright painted And who with many a swain did seem acquainted. This lady fair was free and unrestrained, Her golden-painted mesh handbag contained A compact and a bathing suit of red. Suspended from a silver chain she led A doggie with a bow of blue, quite ritz- His fondling mistress named the dog Sir Spitz. A student at Wellsmar she had once beeng lHer father, with his money, got her in.l But she was trained a lady for to be And spoke her French full fair and fetishly W'ith accents noneg accomplishments all sorts She had, and most of all she loued the sports. A tennis racket could she 'droitly wield, And hit a golf ball far across the Held. In swimming she did always win the race And thus her friends did nickname her the Aceh Her shiek oft took her in his aeroplane And when she landed back on earth again, She always got a sundae, maybe two, And sported 'round the way most young things do. When she had done with powdering her nose She looked up with a smile and said, Here goes. Eighty-three A 111 e X, Nl 6 WW V- 72 W ff ' 5 J IWC. Iii Z Q , .5 ,,,, .f f'l--IE. FREE JAFNIT ilmliflia LOST AND FOUND By Genevieve Shelton, '32 H OTHER, mother! Something else is gone. lt's my diary now, cried -seventeen-year-old Janet as she ran down the steps. Uslust a minute, dear, quietly inter- rupted her mother. Are you sure itis gone? Of course l am. lt's gone. This is the fourth time that something has walked out of my room. First it was a scarf, then some gloves, then a letter, and now my diary. I'd like to get my hands on the person who is taking them. If it's Jimmy, I'll-. Then spying Jimmy, her mis- chievous ten-year-old brother, as he sat near a window, she rushed at him ex- claiming, Let me see that book you're reading. That's my diary. Oh, no it isn't. And Jimmy scrambled away from her, his brown eyes dancing with mischief as he held his book behind him. This is my book, and you can't see it. Mother, l just know it's mine. Make him give it to me. l-le'll read it to every kid in town, and l'll just die if he does. Now, dear, don't be so upset. I'll get it for you! Jimmy-H but he was gone, glad to escape while he could. Well, never mind, Janet, he'll give it to you at dinner. Janet Hung herself on a couch near the window, looking out into the distance and vowing to fix that boy if she ever caught him. Eighty-four iiwhere was your diary, Janet? l thought you always kept it locked in that chest you got last year. I do. But this morning when l was writing in it, Father called me. l left it on my chair and forgot about it. Now it's gone. Oh, I'll shake the stuffing out of that boy when l get him. I'll die if he reads it to those kids. And she subsided into tears. Never mindg we'll get it somehow. Now get up and comb your hair, for l think that's Tom l see at the gate. Janet jumped up and ran up the stairs, drying her eyes at the same time. Up- stairs, she rushed about the room, grab- bing her racket with one hand and her shoes with the other. As she hurried to- ward the door, she stumbled over Topsy, a small, black dog, the only personage besides her mother who was allowed in the room. Contritely she stooped to pat him, then ran on. Topsy jumped into a chair and settled down for a nap. As she walked down the street with Tom, Janet was watching a group of small boys, one of whom was Jimmy. He seemed to be reading something to them, but when he saw his sister, he stopped short, called 'Come on, fellows, and ran away. I'Il bet he's reading my diary to those kids. What wouldn't I like to do to him, she thought angrily, even as she laugh- ingly answered Tom. . mm Q a r ff alll, lflmlglglfllilililvi lmll m' .ff'l-li. F121 QISIT iL..lCflC.a It was a poor game of tennis that Janet, usually adept, played that afternoon, and she was glad when she was at home again. At dinner she appealed to her father, but much to her surprise, he sided with Jimmy. Very sulky and cross, she went out to the porch and sat in a hammock. Topsy ran up to her and begged to be lifted up. Janet raised him, for he seemed to be the only friend she had in the house. For awhile she sat swinging idlyg then sud- denly Topsy leaped down, picked up a handkerchief Janet had just dropped, and scampered from the porch. Just for curiosity's sake Janet followed the dog. ln a vacant lot almost a block away Topsy stopped, sniffed a few times, and at last began to dig. ln a few moments there lay uncovered a scarf, a pair of gloves, a letter and a diary, all stolen and hidden by Topsy. - 'C--1--xsL:..IJ Eighty-flue 4 , ff H IC Wi ' 'T ' 'G -'Q ' I-ri J ,sl E35 MMQ LL NW I a I f r If , ' 'I ' 1 'M W rg! ii ' ff... X .4 , 1' ll' J alll. IWIIIIIIIIZIZIZI WWII I If-l 'lE. 3.2.2 Qfili 342211, THE COMMISSION MAN Casey from old St. Louie was self-madeg He left school ere he reached the second grade. His face was redg his hair was sparse and thing And, being Irish, he knew how to gring So that, whoe'er you are, he'd win your heart And confidence and friendship from the start. Though he had travelled far, 'twas not by guile But through hard work and power of his smile, READING AND WRITING By La Rue Camlield, '32 ILL CASEY, a man of medium build, with unruly black hair, and eyes that danced when he looked at you, was one of the oldest janitors of the Gwen Apartments. He was very ener- getic and faithful and had done his vari- ous assignments so well that everyone who came in contact with him liked and respected him. Jim Blake, the supervising janitor, was going to retire, and his position was open. Bill Casey, because of his fine work and seniority, was the first to be called. I-Ie entered the manager's office full of hope, for the position of supervising janitor paid twenty dollars more a month than he received at present. When Bill was seated, the manager explained: The position of supervising janitor is a fine one, and one which only an intelli- gent and trustworthy man can fill. We have watched your Work since you en- tered our service and we believe that you are fitted for this position. You will be required to make out many reports and Eighty-six charts and these must be made out very carefully. But sir, said Bill, Hto make out these reports and charts, one must be able to read and write, and I can do neither. The manager was very surprised. Then he said: WhatI Do you mean to tell me that you have been working here all this time and you can neither read nor write? Yes, sir. Hlrlow did you do it? UI don't know, sir. Of course janitors are not required to do much reading or writing. Well, I can'ti use you for this position. Furthermore you are dismissed from fur- ther service entirely. Poor Bill was downhearted and very sad, for not only had he lost the position that he coveted, but he had lost his job and this was hard, for he Was not a rich man. However, he soon brightened up and de- cided to go into business for himself with the little capital he did have. He bought Thats a fact, replied Bill, laughing. l A 1 ,Mlm C . 1' 1 L , , X - - hit T himself a small pushcart and went about selling fruits and vegetables. This busi- ness became so large that he had to get a truck. The business prospered so greatly that, at the end of five years, he turned it over into capable management and de- cided to try his hand at the commission business. He had troubles at first but soon he was very successful in this line also and soon became wealthy and promi- nent in his community. One day an old friend came into his office and they chatted a long while over old times. Suddenly the friend turned to Bill and said: Bill, the reason l came here today, was to ask you to finance an invention of mine which l believe to be very fine, and l think it will bring in quite a lot of moneyf, Bill thought awhile and then asked: Just how much money do you need? i'Well, replied the friend, ul figure Bill turned the proposition over in his mindg then he said: You helped me when l was poor and I would like to help you. I'll tell you what I'll do. You meet me at the South End Bank and Trust Company at eleven tomorrow morning and we'll have it ar- ranged. They met at the bank at the appointed time and Bill explained to the banker just what he wanted. The banker drew up a paper pertaining to the loan and asked Bill to sign it, but Bill replied: I cannot sign that paper because I cannot read nor write and l wouldn't know what l was signing. The banker was astonished and he said to Bill: Do you mean to tell me, that as suc- cessful and as prominent as you are you can neither read nor write? that ten thousand dollars would be suf- ficientf' If l could read and write l would still be working for fifty dollars a month. THE PRIEST 'Long with the soldier rode a worthy priest Whose noble brow was with deep furrows creased. He did not care for food or clothing fine But spent his time in doing deeds so kind That he was loved and reuerenceal eueryplace: His noble character showed right in his face. With simple tastes and worthy ideals high, The teachings of his Master in the sky He followed strictly, so that he some day Might to the Heavenly Kingdom lead the stray. ' This story of his life I chanced to find, And so I'll write it, for he wouldn't mind. Eighty-seuen A rc l , I X E I J , mu !f!glZIZIZflZlElZl f! .f1'l--IEL. Q22 Axl'Nll:b En!-2g,lQ, CARRY ON By Edward Garstang, '32 HE. blazing African sun was ob- scured for the moment by a few straggly clouds which swept across the tropical skies, and the perspiring and exhausted trekkers dropped to the ground to enjoy those rare minutes of heatless bliss. The trekkers, a Jesuit priest and his guide, bent on a mission to a native village hidden in the fastness of the jun- gle, had followed the African trail for eighteen days now-terrible scorching days spent in hacking their way through the matted undergrowth or in tramping across hard-baked plains. Anders, the guide, remembered with regret the day he had succumbed, during a lapse of horse-sense, as he put it, to Father Halley's proposition. ln his ca- pacity as guide, it was his duty to locate the distant village, where lived one of the few peaceful Christianized tribes of Africag this village was located on one of the more remote tributaries of the Congo. The Jesuit had learned that the tribe was stricken with a serious epidemic of a fatal disease, and undertook to get the necessary medical supplies to them. As a matter of fact, Father Halley was the only one who would trouble to aid the suffering natives-the only one with courage enough to attempt such an under- taking-for such a purpose. Besides, he was bringing them something infinitely greater than antitoxin. l-lis faith was their faith, and their suffering was his suffer- ing. He could not-he would not--fail them. Eighty-eight Anders, of course, had been promised a good round sum as reward for his ser- vices, and Halley could not have secured a more capable guide. Strong of phy- sique and tanned by many suns on the African veldt, he prided himself on his powers of endurance and his knowledge of the Dark Continent. Twenty years he had spent in Africag twenty years which had failed to reconcile him to societyg twenty years in which he had found only a very bitter philosophy. Leaning, ex- hausted, against the trunk of a stubby tree, Anders mused over his strange com- paniong this priest, this religious fool, whose fanaticism caused him to take all the hardships of this Safari so lightly, and so willingly, all to serve his God. God? Anders smiled. The spirit of Africa was the only God he had ever understood. ln Africa one soon learns to deal with grim, hard realities. God! Anders laughed. Whatever he had learned about such things in hisunfortunate youth, had long been forgotten-gladly forgotten. Those early teachings had impressed him as a sort of hypocritical sham. Faith? just a word. He had faith of a kind, faith in his own ability. And, as he lay there, it suddenly came to him that he no longer had that faith in himself, he felt those hitherto unfailing powers, which had gained for him a separate, distinctive place among the followers of his pro- fession, slowly receding from his grasp. Things had gone wrong from the very beginning. The native boy who had car- A -ffzv rr. f .f,, -' K A' I j g' p r m . Q , 6111 Will . I--IEL naman: .au-uc: a.1....o.c,K.. ried their supplies had deserted out of cowardice, out of fear, but justifiable fear, perhaps. With him had gone their canoe and most of their food and water. They had been forced to travel on foot across the dusty veldt and through the wildest jungle, beset by all manner of perils. For the first time in his life, Anders felt beaten. He was puzzled, confused. It all seemed so uncanny-as though it were all part of a plan to undo him. How Why? But turn back? He would never even contemplate it. had it happened? The thought that Father Halley was quietly enduring that which he himself thought unendurable, was humiliating, to say the least, and in the face of this, he could not even consider admitting defeat. At any rate, wearily reasoned Anders, the Jesuit cou!dn't possibly last much longer. His sullen stupor was suddenly disturbed by an admonition from Father Halley, who was once more ready to move on. Only a crazed fanatic would attempt to continue! snarled Anders in a bitterly sarcastic tone. He was unable longer to contain the bitterness which gripped his heart and mind. Unshaken by this fiery retort, Father Halley answered in his calm and gentle manner. ul have no objection to your turning back if you desire to do so, said he. All l ask is that you direct me as to how l can best reach the village from here. You'!l never make it, you poor wor- shiping fool. You lack food, water, and cartridges. He could say no more. Turning ab- ruptly, he strode out into the blazing sun, vowing again that he would never suc- cumb while this tormenting fanatic was able to stand up under his own Weight. For two more days they journeyed on without speaking, for two more nights they tossed restlessly without sleeping. At daylight on the third day, the guide found himself on the verge of physical and mental collapse. A dash of the prec- iously cool liquid from the flask revived him. He found it horribly difficult to keep from draining the container. Upon strug- gling to his feet, he found that his head throbbed painfully. He knew that the end was near--for one or both of them. As he regained possession of his senses, he became aware of the fact that Father Halley had already arisen, and was en- gaged in preparing their scanty breakfast with his customary vigor. After all, there was nothing to do but continue the trek. And already the sun was becoming dangerously warm. Anders knew it was the last day. Even now his mind was filled with strange unearthly thoughts. Madness! The sun gave no mercy. It simply bored through his hel- met-his clothing. His footsteps were slow and uncertain. And all the time, it seemed to Anders that this Jesuit was laughing-glorying in his suffering, enjoy- ing his slow consumption by fire. It was the breaking point. The physical agony and mental distortion had fused, literally, at white heat. He would strangle this fiend! Yes! Fiend! Crush- him and beat him into a lifeless pulp. I-le turned, knowing that no power on earth could turn him from his unholy deed. Suddenly an inhuman glee possessed him: he laughed aloud- Eighty-nine 1 fl'l i . 'WWW V A 5 5: i --C J 'l ' 1' .A - 2111 lwlmlzllililtliia! it . . xl .f1 l-ll-:Q I-!.l2.lZD .cxl'Nll:J iL...Q2lQ.. laughed hysterically. The Jesuit was down! Broken! Cracked! Anders had outlasted him--him and his God! I-lis God! Oh, how Anders laughed. He felt no pangs of remorse as he sipped a few drops of the priceless water -he would save as much as possible. Now he might be able to save himself, to reach civilization. The water had made him capable of reasoning sanely, and many thoughts filled his mind. First he must make certain of his present location, and he must obtain, if possible, more water and food. I-le realized, though, on second thought, that there was little chance of his discovering more water. The thought decided him to take another glance at the flask to determine precisely the amount left. Much to his amazement, he found that he had apparently underestimated the supply of water. The more he thought of it, the more astonished he became. It had been practically full at the time when they had last spoken together in a civil manner. It was not more than half depleted now. But he himself had surely accounted for at least that much, and he had been very careful about how much he drank, too! Could it be possible that Father Hal- ley-? But no! It was utterly impossi- ble! No man, least of all an old and frail one, could go for two days without even a sip of water-not in Africa! Not while trekking across the sun-baked veldt of Africa! But how else explain the amount of water left in the flask? And now that he came to think of it, he had, in truth, never seen the priest drinking water. But was it possible, mused Anders- and he was such a weakly old man! He Ninety must have suffered tortures defying the mediaeval descriptions of Hell! Why had the old priest-and how had he-endured such agony? Could it be that he had wished to make it easier for him-for Anders? i Suddenly it struck Anders that here was a man infinitely stronger than he was! Yes StrOr2ger was the word. A peculiar expression fixed itself on the guide's face. Was it consternation? No, rather illumination! l-le found himself admiring, worshiping this man! A strange revelation occurred to Anders. With a peculiar mechanical abrupt- ness, he turned and raced back down the trail. Shortly afterwards, but with some effort, he made his way to the spot where lay the prone Jesuit. Strangely in con- trast with his previous emotions, a great fear that he was too late possessed him. Gently raising the old priest's head, he forced some water between the parched lips. The result was gratifying for the moment. Slowly the eyes were opened and a barely perceptible smile crossed the Jesuit's face as he recognized Anders. Slowly, he whispered, ul knew-you'cl return. lprayed. Carry-on-for them -for God. He collapsed in Anders's arms. The priest had spoken his last words. But Anders had seen the light. l-le under- stood this man now. I-le understood many things, now. Gently he removed the medicine pack from the limp shoulders. There would be no time wasted for a burial. I-le knew his job. No more doubt lingered in his mind. His old-time cunning had re- turned. Nothing on earth could keep him from reaching the stricken village. - 'at 1 ' c - .. B331 . , , am !tHltl'iilliuzlrl 't! f llrali if ..ff l-Ili. IREJZJ A-Sgl slZ THE SOLDIER There was a soldier, great of size and might, Who was a man attractive to one's sight. Although Nebraska was the home he claimed. From coast to coast his deeds were justly famed. What tales of death and ghastly army raids Could he recall from his past escapades: What scenes, what sights had come before his eyes HE. rain, mingled with hail, beat burning to offset the sudden cold spell Of dying men, emitting groans and sighs! ln Flanders Field his courage brought him fame: Each man in all the army praised his name. To me he told the sorrow in his heart Imbedded deep, and never to depart. ROADS OF DESTINY By Jim Hadgicostas, ,32 heavily against the window panes, and the wind blew so terrifically that young Mr. Bennett feared that the old English tavern in which he was staying on that stormy June night would be blown down any minute. It was a typical English tavern in a town in Virginia, and its keeper was an old, bent man, with a continuous scowl on his face. From the time he entered the tavern, his clothes dripping with rain, Bill Ben- nett's attention was not centered on the four business men playing poker and dis- cussing problems of the day, or on the four elderly ladies playing bridge and gossiping, but rather on the strange sol- dier sitting in the far corner of the spaci- ous living room, smoking a pipe and gaz- ing into the fireplace, in which logs were brought on by the June thunderstorm. That's Captain John Willoughby of the United States Army, and that's all l know about him, the tavern keeper would mutter in response to Bill, each time he endeavored to learn something of the strange soldier's life. Feeling that it was not proper to force a conversation with the captain, Bill tried to smother his curiosity by indulging in the reading of war and adventure stories, which had held a strange fascination for him ever since he was a bashful high- school freshman. Often had Bill dreamt of the romance, adventure, and glory that the life of a soldier must hold. Hand- some, with his clear blue eyes and chest- nut hair, he was prominent in college, both in athletics and scholarship, and was N inety-one f wr im? f if nreill ltt Irlflfllmlzl 'rl Mn f, 4 m A ' in xii: 1 0 f . r ,-' .'- f . wi . ,. 'f f ' fi f 9 r. ff i' f- , iffy 1'-1 .'fL.T'i1.v nz 4,1 , - - nl A 4 4 A A 'fr Kris' , . 2 v 1 -mi I-I FIELZ ,au-wuz: iL...lCflQ.- well liked by his companions and pro- fessors, but his foolish love for the life of a soldier grew more each day. Dinner is served, announced the tavern keeper importantly, everyone ris- ing almost simultaneously and walking into the dining room, with Bill managing by his quickness to obtain a seat next to Captain Willoughby. During the course of the dinner, Bill succeeded in opening a conversation with the captain, discussing the weather, the events of the day, and the celebration at Mount Vernon in honor of the 200'th anniversary of the birth of our first presi- dent, George Washington. Bill could not help admiring, as others at the table did, the commanding profile, clean-cut fea- tures, wavy, black hair turning grey at the temples, and the healthily tanned face of Captain Willoughby. His eyes, however, cold, grey, and piercing, were unusually attractive, and they made Bill feel as helpless as a babe in the woods when they looked at him. When the appetizing dinner was com- pleted, everyone returned to the living room where the business men and elderly women resumed their card playing and gossiping. As Bill walked into the room with the captain, he was so impressed by his great height and fine physique that he felt like a pygmy in comparison, even though he himself was rather tall and well- built. Captain Willoughby resumed his seat by the fireplace and Bill drew up a chair beside him. Soon, without actu- ally realizing it, Bill had related his whole life history to Captain Willoughby and then he curiously asked, Captain, is it not true that the life of a soldier is brimful of romance and adventure? Ninety-two The captain seemed to pale and stiffen as he heard this, and turning his eyes toward the fireplace where the Hames were blazing high, he remained silent for a moment and then began, That is only what many writers who have not experi- enced the hardships of war say. They cannot see the dark, horrid side of it. War, a devastating, merciless fiend, kill- ing millions, maiming more, destroying homes, ruining young men, not raised with care by loving mothers for the purpose of dying a horrid death on glory battle fields or being ruined for life. Even those who return appearing fit, bear the scars of war on their bodies and they are mental and nervous wrecks. l, too, am one of these men, healthy outwardly, broken inwardly. Far different, he continued in a low, mysterious voice, uwere my feelings when l was a promising young lawyer in Lincoln, Nebraska, just twenty-five years of age, with a little two-year-old boy, and a loving wife, living in a beautiful cottage. What more could l have of life, then? He paused, seeming to recollect those golden memories of bygone years. Then came the draft, which l feared would tear me apart from my happiness that seemed to be too wonderful to be true. The parting was hard, never shall l forget it, but l had to go. All of the men drafted from our city were sent at once to training camps in the East, where most of us were assigned to different com- panies. ln training camp l met a splendid young fellow, Bob Carter, several years younger than l and a graduate of college. l can see him now, tall, handsome, with blond hair and laughing blue eyes. Socially I 'U atm Q f 4 6 , A , 1, xi tt! ali d' .ff'I-I RED As.:-uc: na.L.,o.c,l4.. prominent, still he,'too, was hit by the draft, and amidst the vain protests of his parents he was sent to training camp. After several weeks of intense train- ing, we started across the ocean, foolish fellows, all somewhat anxious to reach the front and become heroes. That much- desired opportunity soon came to us, and it left us disillusioned. The twinkle in Bob's eyes was gone and they had hard- ened, as all of our eyes did at the gro- tesque and horrible sights that we saw and the cries and the groans we heard. One day we would be playing cards, laughing and joking, and the next day several of our buddies would be gone, lying mangled on the battle field, suffer- ing in a hospital, or slaving in prison camps. Who would go next? That was the question that we dared not utter, but which continually mocked our minds. One by one, all our old buddies left us, and Bob and I alone remained. One night our captain said to the com- pany, Boys, we are stopped in our ad- vance by a large machine-gun nest, posted approximately two hundred and fifty yards from here. We need two men to go out on this detail. Let me warn you that chances for returning are against you. Well, boys, who will volunteer? Practically all of the soldiers were mere youths in their teens sent to the front for wholesale slaughter. They looked fear- fully at each other, hesitating to volunteer. I will go, sir, Bob's voice rang out from the hushed silence. I, too, am willing, Captain, I fol- lowed up almost instantaneously, wanting to go with my buddy no matter how great the danger was. No John, don'tl The chances are too great. You have a wife and child de pendent on you. Let someone else go, protested Bob in vain. No, I've made up my mind, I in- sisted, Captain, we are ready for instruc- tion. Captain Smith looked at us admiringly and then he motioned us into his dugout. The machine-gun nest, strongly fortified, was somewhat over two hundred yards away, and a hundred yards back of it were the trenches of the German troops, which could be easily overpowered by our large company if the nest was dis- posed of. If we destroyed the machine- gun nest, our troops would advance at once in a surprise attack. If we succeeded, promotion and glory awaited us: if we did not, death or worse would come upon us. Shortly before dawn the next day, after a sleepless night, we met the captain for final instructions and bade farewell to our comrades. Loaded with grenades and each carrying an army revolver, we si- lently went over the top, crawling north- ward toward the nest. Slowly, silently, we progressed and soon we were about twenty-five yards from it. Suddenly the mist cleared and a sharp shot whistled through the air. Snipers, I cursed, turning to Bob. Bob, however, was lying on his back, dead, shot through the back. I-Ie lay still, his eyes, once so gay, now cold and star- ing horribly towarcls the sky. HBob, Bob, I cried in despair, cursing war and mankind until the words of the captain flashed in my mind. The success of our company depends on you two boys. Carry on to the last, no matter what happens. Ninety-three 4 :lu 'C XZ Za :Q ' ,.r J ,fel FD W t ra a aa if 1 , ff V v f V , ff ff Y f +I zti, fo :Aan if f li u nd 14 f 4 7, A 'V f , , q anrvii . is Mll wlrlflmrml lllelll i f A,,, if -ff'l-lkg. 3.2.2 QISIZ il-..QCflC, What cared I about anything then. The last of my buddies was gone. Re- venge was what l craved, no matter what it would cost. Machine guns were now in action, snipers were busy, but I rushed on madlyg taking out two grenades, paus- ing, and throwing them at the hated machine-gun nest. Then all was blank. Bill Bennett, grasping the arms of his chair tightly, listened intently to Captain Willoughby, who was still staring into the fireplace where the Hames were slowly dying out. Days later, he continued, I woke up, feeling sharp pains in my chest. Where was I, lwondered? Looking about I saw that I was in a hospital, an enemy one, in fact. Then I recalled my mad rush on the machine-gun nest and being drowned by merciless bullets tearing my chest. What would happen to me, I mused, still in a daze. That remained a mystery to me, not to be explained until a few more days passed. After I was able to walk and had gained strength, I was given a shabby suit which I put on, and then I was lecl to a large room, Where a stone-faced officer sat at a desk, with an interpreter by his side. ul stood in silence, knowing that I was in a prison camp, and then the interpreter began in a sharp, crisp voice, 'Private Willoughby, through your destruction of our machine-gun nest, thus enabling your comrades to advance in a surprise attack and drive out our troops from a cherished position, we have suffered a great loss. You were severely wounded, but our Red Cross Brigade found you, bringing you here and restoring you to life from the shadows of death. We consider a sudden Ninety-four death too good for you. You may rest assured that as a prisoner of war, you will suffer many hardships and endure a thou- sand deaths before you pass away,' he ended. Not a sudden death, no, that was too pleasant, but a slow cruel, torturous death. So that was what they planned? So that was why they had snatched me from death, only to torture me for serving my fatherland, I cried in anguish to myself. Why hadn't I died with Bob? With the harsh words of the interpreter and the mocking smile of the officer still in my mind, I was ushered from the room and taken to one of the many bondhouses of the prisoners. Month after month I labored in the filthy coal mines, lashed by unmerciful guards, and falling down in exhaustion, time after time. Still plans of escape revolved continuously in my mind, and, after six months of torture, my chance came. Each week, trains would pull into the prison camp, load up with coal, and go south towards the Austrian boundary with the precious mineral. However, these cars were watched closely, and I always waited for a chance to come when I might jump into one of the cars and ride out, free again to breath clean air and forget the horrible memories of the past months. One day, just as the coal trains had finished loading, the attention of the guard who was watching me, was attracted by the sight of a poor prisoner, who had gone insane, and was about to crash a large stone on his hated guard's head. Aiming quickly, my guard fired, bringing the prisoner down. Then he rushed over and kicked the poor fellow, now dead and 1 . Z W iff . , -4A Z MN ,, ... ., y out of his misery, mercilessly. How I longed to kill the heartless fiend, but now my chance for escape was awaiting. No one saw me as l leaped into a coal car, covering myself with coal dust and pieces of coal-anything to escape-and with the guard still deep in conversation with the guard who had almost lost his life, the train started out, the gates having been opened. Hours passed fbut it seemed an eter- nityj and then darkness came. Shifting from my cramped position, l looked out cautiously and saw that we were coiming to a large town. A sign informed me that we were entering Innsbruck, Austria. The train slowed down as it came into the out- skirts of the city, and l jumped off, land- ing among the weeds, where l remained for a few minutes. My objective now was to wend my way westward about seventy-five miles to Switzerland, which was a neutral country, and where l could easily get in touch with American officials. Night after night l wended my way through the dense for- ests, sleeping in trees during the day and raiding the smokehouses and gardens of the farmers to satisfy my terrific hunger. Within a week and a half, l crossed the line to aswitzerland town, near the border, where l was able to receive new clothes in place of my shredded garments, and transportation to Geneva, where l got into touch with the British consul at once. However, a few days after l arrived in Geneva, the Armistice was signed and joy reigned throughout the World, even among the defeated, who prayed that this would mean the end of all wars. l took a train to Paris immediately, and reported to the American consul, who had heard of my capture by the Germans, and he heartily congratulated me on my escape. During the next few days I at- tended many ceremonies and received several medals of honor, deeply regret- ting that my old buddy was not with me to receive the medals that he deserved. l received information that l would be able to reach America by March l, l9l9, on one of the first steamers to go across with soldiers. ln the three months that inter- vened before my steamer would start across the ocean, l joined with the entire population of Paris and France, all trying to forget the horrible memories of the war. Soon, however, I was on the boat to America. Pandemonium reigned on the steamer as the Statue of Liberty came to our sight. After participation in the joy- ous celebration in New York City, l caught a train going to Lincoln, Nebraska, my home town. l sent a telegram to my wife stating the train l was coming on, and telling her to meet me at the depot. My heart felt light and free. Surely l could forget the horrors and memories of the war and resume my law practice with the help of my loving wife and child. l wondered whether my wife would notice any change in my appearance, and l tried to picture my little boy as he would look now. After a five-day train trip l arrived in Lincoln, expecting my wife and child to be at the depot. Not seeing them there, l wondered where they were. Most cer- tain, I thought, they must have gone home, for my train was several hours late. Ninety-five TU jg L' L 4 ,C f W , . , RQ - ,mem Wim ineininfiia lnrewni I--IEL 12.21.13 Ax:-wc: Eau..-::.c,lc.. U iExtra! Paper here,' yelled a boy at the top of his voice. What could it be, I pondered, buy- ing a paper. Three People Killed in Auto Acci- dent, - Cab driver, Mrs. John Wil- loughby, and child killed enroute to depot. That is all l remembered read- ing. I had collapsed, a mental and physi- cal wreck. Gone-wife, child, buddy, happiness, ambition, everything! It was too much for me. Yes, my lad, war is brimful of romance and adventure, writers still profess-- The clock struck twelve. All the peo- ple had gone to their room. The storm was over, the flames in the fireplace had died out, and calm prevailed. Tears welled up in the eyes of young Bill Ben- nett, and Captain Willoughby still gazed with his cold, grey expressionless eyes, into nothingness, thinking of the past. THE NEGRO There was a Darky from a Georgia town Whose smile could always wipe away a frown. He gaily whistled as he walked alongg No hopelessness was in that whistled song. A dog rushed in between his coal black legs And spilled him, as a ball bowls o'er the pegs. No reason why he should he living hereg His place is in a sunny atmosphere, Where euening brings the Southern lullabies, Where Rastus smokes, and slaps away the flies, He told me why he left that pleasing clime- His tale was rhymed, and he smiled all the time. Ninety-six , all llillllllllllltlzlil! 'mi t1 .ff'l--IE. 32.2 QSC! iL...42CflQ., WHY DIS DARKY LEF' HOME By Sam Krem, '32 I One day dis' little darky lad Got to bein' very bad, An' wid an axe inside mah han' Ah mopped up all in chicken lan'g Made sure dat all dem chickens died- Ah knew we'd have 'em all week, fried. An' sho enough dat's what we had, Umm-dat was not so awful bad. An' nex' week nothin' much was wrong, A handy train come runnin' long. De bouncin' cars come roun' de track An' smack de ol' cow frum de back, De mattah was, ol' Boss was deef, An' frum dat smack she turned to beef. For dat whole week we et de cow, Suppah, dinnah, brekfus-wow! 2 Foh mah po soul de thud week came, Good Lawd! lt was de very same. But 'stead o' cow de livelong day, A fat ol' pig done had its say. Dat good-foh-nothin' porky swine Done got his snoot caught in a vine. You see, de vine grew on a shed, An' Bang! De wall fell on his head. De pig had pulled wid all his might, But dat ol' vine, she hold too tight. Foh many days we all et po'k Until we thought we sho' would choke. Monday, Tuesday, ebery day, Heah's mah po'k, ' dat's all dey say. An', if you really cares to know Ah thought 'twould be pig evahmoh. 3 But golly, man, dat's not so bad. First week was chicken dat l had. Den de ol' cow had to back, No place but on dat railroad track. An' den come on dat corn-fed swine, Dat thought his lives must number nine, Forgot he weren't no cat a'tall. Den, Blooiel On him come dat wall. It stopped dat squally mouth up mum. An' sent him home to Kingdom Come. 4 Now like ah said a while befo', Ah could have stood dis one week mo'. But, Phew! When Aunt Malindah died Ah jest let loose mah pent-up pride. Ah looked right down at mah two feet An' said, Boy! She be one dark meat.' 5 Ah made straight for de Northen sho, An' ah ain't ne'er been South no mo, Now, only Duke he cares 'bout meg An, his lone frien' is one pet flea. THE RAILROAD M AGN A TE A railroad magnate on whose thoughtful face One could detect, of tragedy, a trace, Said, All who've ever suffered are my kin. To you I tell my story. I'll begin. N inety-seven 1 4 A i fftfttfoiz fis H - . ,, y X. , Blll lffilililtllililtl ql ureiui .ff'I-IE. ?.Zi Qlili 34223, HE THOUGHT HE. RULED By Dorothy Burmeister, '32 HE was young-barely twenty-five, but there was an infinite wisdom deep in her eyes, an infinite tender- ness, as she paused in her work to watch her small son struggling to pull a wagon up the walk. It was hard work for the little man, yet when she went to help him his small features registered hurt and in- dignation, and a surprising touch of anger, while his tiny mouth screwed itself up into a formidable and uncompromising knot. Do away, he shrieked. Me do it myself. And, in time, he did it himself. as an 21- The toddling youngster grew into a lad, and the father, watching him pore over his lessons, laid a hand on his shoulder. Want a lift, Son? But the shoulder stiffened beneath the gentle hand. Thanks, Dad, but l'm doing my job alone. No one will ever have to help me. -'F 515 55 Time sped on, and a young man stood on the spot where long ago a toddler had struggled with a wagon. High school and college were behind himg all life lay be- fore. And he vowed, looking off to the western peaks, to wrest from l..if'e all that he wanted of it. He loved the thrill of combat: the heady joy of mastering some- Ninety-eight thing greater than a human spirit. Now, as he looked into the future, he resolved to let nothing stop him till he had made his dreams come true. Something of this he conveyed to his mother that evening, as they sat in the deepening dusk on the veranda of their mountain home. Far below twinkled the lights of the town, like gems scattered on black velvet. To the west the snowy peaks of the Rockies were turned to silver beneath the moonlight. Scented night winds whispered softly through the trees, and birds twittered sleepily high in their nests, a young man clenched his fists, and said: U 'Some day l'm going to own that town down there: own the whole valley, and make it into a commercial center that will make my name famous. Some day l'm going to bridge the rushing river down below, and band the valley with steel rails, and turn these timber lands into fac- tories. And I'll be master of it all. To the mother these words were not an empty boast. She knew, as mothers do, that some day he would do this. So well she knew her son that she saw, as in a dream, the picture so proudly painted. Once she had loved that indomi- table spirit of him. Now she feared it. It had become an obsession with him: a ruthless greed. Knowing that, and loving him, she was afraid. There is a higher Power who rules our destinies, Son. He lets us go on and on, 4 t fwl rfw ' ' lil C W ,Qmf F' ' -N . , , f -1 H I A c. A y mlm Z Z QM I rf HW !2'mIMll2lml rl IITZWII W- , gl' .sf -ff -I2 3.23 Qlili il...lZIL.p higher and higher, till he decrees that we should stop. And even you cannot com- bat Him. The young man laughed. Bash, Mother, he said good-natur- edly. Tommy-rot! With science, with modern inventions, with all the devices of the ages on my side, nothing can stop me, and nothing will. Some day you'll see, mother. I'll start at the bottom, yes, but when l've reached the top, when l'Ve made myself the power behind all this fthe sweep of his hand took in the whole picturesque valleyj , I'll come back to you, mother. You'll see. She took his face between her two hands, and said: Yes, Son, l'm afraid I shall see. You can't fight Him, up there. You can fight man, and the world, and mechanical power, but you can't fight Him. Yet she knew he had a lesson to learn: so she let him go to make his way in the world, knowing that when he'd return, he'd have learned that lesson. 95 95 -96 So the years sped by, and a great change came over the peaceful valley. The twittering of the birds and the call of the night winds gave way to the sirens of the modern new factories, and the hum of industry. Black smoke swept up to the blue heavens, and a perpetual haze dimmed the view of the Rockies. Steel bridges spanned the rushing river, and the sparkle of the sun was reliected from the gleaming rails that crossed mountains and ravines. Wires were strung across the valley, and homes for the workers sprang up where once had stood majestic mon- archs of the forest. Only one spot re- mained as of old: an oasis of beauty in a mechanical desert. High up in the moun- tains an old lady stood on the veranda and looked down into the commercial center that had made her son's name famous. He had done what he had set out to dog he had made his dreams come true, as she had known he would. But he hadn't learned his lesson, and so she must wait. He was master of it all, nowg but he must yet bow to the greatest Power. So she bided her time. Winter came, the cold Winter of the Rocky Mountain region, a winter of storms and blizzards as had never been known before. Down in the valley great snowplows labored daily to clear away the steadily increasing snowdrifts. And in his sumptuous office a man stood, watching, from his vantage point, his men and his machines cutting their way through ice and snow. Even the elements must bow to man, he exulted. And l am at the top of it all. Now at last I can return to mother and show her what l have done. The summons of the telephone inter- rupted his reverie. Fate was playing her first card. His mother was dying, a flus- tered secretary announced, and wanted to see him once more. For a moment he was dazed, then he quickly recovered. He must reach his mother if it was to be the last thing he would do. A plane. He'd take a plane. But at the flying field, he, the mighty commercial king, ruler of the val- ley, was told that it would be sheer sui- cide to attempt to reach the mountain home by plane, in the increasing storm, and with no vestige of a landing place up there. Ninety-nine 'Nil 4 . . mm . . 355. M LM ff in 12' IZIQISIIEIIIZI 'H IMI! Qvjg, 531 r C , . v . J' . . SK. ,, 3 if fu: .-M :uf sf- an . , f 3 , rf. pm- ... , a . ff' nm-L -ff'l-IE. ?E.CJ .AFNI2 iliulllip Sol They'd refuse him a plane, would they. All right! l-le'd take a train. I-le'd take a special train. Didn't he control this valley railroad system? l-le boarded a special train, and so they roared out of the city, and up into the mountains. The storm grew worse. Telegraph poles and wires were borne to the ground by the fury of the wind and the burden of sleet and snow. The train thundered on, up, upg across gorges, across ravinesg faster and faster, till the snow and the storm became a gray blur. And the man inside settled back with a sigh of self- satisfaction. I-le'd show them. Then sud- denly, with a great roaring, like nothing else on earth, and a tremendous crash, Fate played another card. The train thun- dered to a stop, its illustrious passenger dazed into silence. Then he awoke to grim reality. Surely they had not reached their destination. What was it? What had dared to stop them? And even as he rushed to investigate, another tremendous booming broke the uncanny stillness, this time from behind. Mistress Fate had played her last card. 95 ar 35 The Eastern papers carried an account, next day, of a roaring snowslide which had plunged down the mountain-side, taking rocks and trees before it, hurtling over a gorge and onto the railroad tracks. Then, the papers said, a second slide blocked the tracks from the rear, trapping a special train high on the mountain pass, and forming a solid wall of rocks, snow, and ice fifteen feet high and two miles thick. The paper went on to say that the swirling steel blades of giant rotary snowplows were hacking away futilely at the great ice wall. Luckily, the train was One Hundred stacked with provisions, in preparation for such an emergency. But the papers said nothing of a wild- eyed, disheveled man who paced his drawing-room, raging at the fates who had dared to oppose his wishes. l-lis mother was dying, and he was trapped here on a mountain pass, powerless. l-le, the king of the valley, helpless before the fury of nature, and the decree of a righteous God. At the end of the first day he was worn out mentally and physi- cally. No news came from beyond those icy walls. There was no way to get through. l-low long would it be? Was his mother still alive? Question upon question tortured his tired brain. Very slowly he began to realize, as he became calmer, that this was what his mother had predicted. l-le had believed, in his folly, that no power could withstand him. Yet here he was, a tiny atom in a great uni- verse, moved about at will by a greater Power who directs all. At the end of the second day he was resigned and humble. The end of the third clay found him on his knees in prayer. So they found him, too, when at last they broke through. Pride had vanished, and when relief came at last he offered a silent prayer of grati- tude. 'l-le was passive as the journey to hs boyhood mountain home was com- pleted. l-lis mother was still alive. He thanked God for that. l-le wanted so much to tell her that he had learned his lesson, as she had predicted, long ago. But when at last he stood before her, there was no need for words. She knew, and when he buried his head in the pillow beside her she said, with her last breath. Now, my Son, you are truly success- ful. l'm not afraid, any more. I FYI! . MB A g p H yi t Mu !l'tIlItIfI'mui: -if 'mi . 3 t 1 .ff'l-IE.. iii Q53 iL...2CflQ.p THE EVANGELIST Most reverent and most patient was the soul Of the evangelist who from his goal lOf leading sinners into God's great fold And teaching men that they their lives might mold Into an off'ring fit to show their God When trumpets call them from beneath the sod.j Was still most distant-or 'twas so he thought. But those rough men for whose brave souls he'd fought By standing at their sides through thick and thin Were lead through his example from their sin. 'Twas such a one who did to me once tell Of when this man conducted himself well. THE GREATEST GIFT By Gladys Ansley, '32 HEY called him Poor Preachin' Jim. Perhaps he was to be pitied, but who are we to judge, after all? So many of us are Hsecond rate. Most people Wouldn't call him success- ful. He never made the big cities, and only occasionally in the muddy, poverty stricken, small towns of the country did he help some poor soul to peacefulness. But he felt that in nothing else could he do his dutyg so he continued renting small, poorly heated rooms in the various towns, and ate cheap food in order to buy hymnals or kerosene lamps for the tent. One winter he had been preaching in the foothills of Tennessee all during No- vember and December, but with little success, and on Christmas Eve it was With a heavy heart that he knelt to pray before sleeping. Perhaps, he thought, 'Td be better at something else. Maybe even a day laborer could help his fellows more than I. Kneeling there with distress in his con- scientious soul, he did not feel the grow- ing cold and did not heed the increasing wind as it piled great drifts of snow against the thin walls. Neither did he hear footsteps on the path, nor the first loud knocks on the Himsy door. At last a loud, gruff voice cried, HHey! Reverend, open up. And the surprised man rose, cold and numb, to admit the midnight caller, the townis ne'er-do-well and drunkard. He was a man reputed to be tyrannously cruel and neglectful of his emaciated wife and brood of undernourished children. However he said his mission was urgent and he seemed to forget his guilt as he looked straight at the preacher and asked him to ride to his home. The youngest baby was ill, dying, and his wife had decided that it should be One Hundred and One A 1 i, ,fiftie t h t ' am ytilzlizluzuzlzlds will Q Af' 5 -.f'f'l-ll:.L. F-Iii Q52 il-..QCflQJ baptized before it breathed its last. The preacher, remembering the poor woman's face at the last meeting, did not take time for a lengthy reply, but slipped at once into his inadequate clothing, and the two set out. The drive in the rickety wagon was long and cold and the little conversation was strained and limited to the minister's side. They halted at last before a tiny weather-beaten shack and the two men, evangelist and drunkard, hurried inside. There, on a ragged, saggy cot, lay the baby, fighting for breath with the worried, helpless mother by its side. After a few words of greeting, the brief ritual of baptism was administered, the silence broken only by the gasps of the child. A few minutes afterwards the little hands were folded forever by the preacher, who, after calling the neighbor woman to help the mother, started on his long walk home. Strangely enough, his mind was rested, the turmoil was over. The wind had stopped and the snow was no longer falling. Far above, the stars were shining, one by one. The preacher, gazing up, saw the Star of Bethlehem lighting the heavens and shedding radiant light across the snow. He remembered then with tears rain- ing down his face, the immortal story of Christ's birth and the beautiful story of His life. After all, he thought, the numbers don't count: one is as important as a hun- dred. l am not a wise man but l've laid at His feet tonight the Greatest Gift, a soul for Paradise. For was it not Christ who commanded, Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not for of such is the kingdom of Heaven? One Hundred and Two THE POET A gentle poet I found in this band Whose poems Celebrated our fair land. Light lyrics and fierce epics did he write, But ne'er a line of envy or of spite. To other poets he gave eager aid And never lost a friend he once had made. When asked to choose a poem for my book, He thanked me with a truly modest lookg Then gave me many clever skits and rimes Adapted to our modern thoughts and times 'SW' .+ -I 0 'ww Q,,,..W ',Q,QA'AA,,,, Q ,,...,..4.,.,...,...-,W A.4.. 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Then do I always wander in the hills And lie among the golden daffodills, Enchanted by the beauty everywhere. The birds soon drive away my every care With songs of love that bring to me strange thrills. And oft I hear the notes of whippoorwills As though they called the birds to solemn prayer. Oh, mighty Spring, who can your charms surpass? Your beauty soft, more precious than all gold Enchants our hearts. We care not where we go. O'er all the earth sweet love does come to pass, We joy to hear of tales of romance old And hear the larks a-singing soft and low. ffl fe: Q55 AIQQHQ ssl, One Hundred and Three A I ff We r ff N o , R. , a1w1 !i 'lllifnvi:euif':is wal .ff'l-IEL Qii .Qfili iL...lilC.n A MODERN 'KCOMPLEYNT TO HIS PURSE By Rilda Handy, '32 My purse, dear purse, on you alone I cally Complain I in behalf of you, gold potg I am so sorry now that you are small. You've heard of the depression, have you not? So please be now contented with your lot. Since winter's now arrived, and in full force, My gold must go for mufflers, warm, of course. Come, save me quickly from this dreadful plight So I of you that blissful sound might hear, Or see your color like the sun, so bright. May yellow gold be always to me near That of my life and heart I need not fearg But I can't even pay my income tax Or grocery bills: these are the very facts. Now, purse, thou art to me my life's own light And only savior while I'm parking here. From this depression, help me with your mightg I'm terribly hard pinched at Christmas, dear, Can you not help me make some profit clear? In case you can't, a check I must indorse And later meet the payment from some source. IQENVOYE DE HANDY Fol'wer of Alexander Hamilton, Secretary of Treasury Mellon, With mind so wise, this song to you I send, To you who can my troubles all amend, Have mind upon my supplication! filvhf- NATIONAL DEBT A national debt, if it is not excessive, will be to us a national blessing. It will be a powerful cement to-our Union. It will also create a necessity for keeping up taxation to a degree which, without being oppressive, will be a spur to industry. -Hamilton. One Hundred and Four . y it , f Wwe r 4 K . ml T 1 HW 'lf Viz .e :C ' hi J Q W t W T' im Ifllllklflllltilllklnfl W t' J. til I AM HONEST WORK By Jeannette Beard, '32 I am honest work. IMI 2n strive to gain things I bring to men success Bu graft and fraud, And amply reward their efforts. But find on'y too late I cause callouses to rise On blistered palmsg Tired eyes to burn And backs to ache. Ever, witho Hand in ha TARDI N E SS By Arthur Kuhnert, '32 A thing which I could never understand Is why we are subjected to the fate Of making up excuses when welre late. Must those in charge our lateness reprimand? Have they no other subject to command? Do they not know how tardy students hate To be awakened from their dreamy state With lengthy sermons on the case at hand? Do teachers never go to bed at all That nothing is accomplished, ut working nd with me. I am honest work. That they can rise and come to school so soon? What joy if they were once from grace to fall And come to school a short time after noon. If to these pedagogues this might befall, 'Twould be to tardy students all, a boont KIN DN ESS By IVIary Wilson, '32 Kindness is as useful as Do not keep it in a bill Small change in a pocketbook, Faded carefully awayg Helpful act, or kindly word, Spend it like a millionaire, Even friendly look. Carefess'y each day. Do not fear to spend it allg There's a magic thing about it. The more you spend, the more you've leffg Try it once, and you'Il never doubt it. One Hundred and Five I v m . , . ,, , , X . , Q My all Wil .1-Fl-IEL r2.l:..l: .cs.rsu:: a.1....ogC.lc.. I AM FINAL EXAMINATIONS By Sol Margolin, '32 I am ina! examinations. I come near the end of each school term. I bring much fret and sorrowg But I really am not so troublesome. Students who study never fear me, Although I do make them nervous. I don't know why, but none like me. I am compulsory to but very few. For some I am indeed a benefit But, as the cynic says, You can't please all. So, friends, here I am again To rush and anger you all, So take your testing quietly, And faithfully try to reflect your knowledge. I last only two periods And then I go. I am ina! examinations. 1: ELATI ON By Doris Scofield, ,32 Once more the Spring is here, It is great joy to me And birds are on the wing. To greet a springtime morn, They chirp with mirth and cheer. To walk out ofer the lea And make my glad heart sing. And see the planted corn. Then God I needs must praise ' I 'XVith many a cheerful song. And joyfully I gaze At heaven, still and long. One Hundred and Six A V . 10lN . ' ESL i 1l'l T , I Q ,V Xi + f W ,' -1- ha J sf, E Z Z ' tvfhu , f I if I ' Y ' I , 72 -'A ,, h f! 'I ,, ' ,... , ,,, - e lm llflllllllllllllel 'll Wil .... , r .:Z. d' eras -ff'l'-IEL. 22.2 iii iL...?C,lQp IMAGINATION By Julius Hecht, '32 What wonders would a mortal see Upon a quiet night, If he on wings of Fancy flew Into the cosmos bright? Perhaps around the moon he'd go And so-Ive that mystery, Of what that hidden face is like, Turned out so stubbornly. Past bloody Mars with his 'fcana' Into the Asteroids, Where once a mighty planet was, Huge rocks now fill the voids. To Jupiter he'd wend his way, The reddish spot to see, Oz' maybe sunward he would face And visit the Morni'ng Star, The savage, dipping, cloudy world, Where jungles him would bar. Where mighty beasts wade heavily Through marshes and through slush, Where boas hide up in the trees, And under dripping brush. s, And next, to tiny Mercury A-whirling 'round the sun, A tiny, sun-baked, desert world, Away from there, he'd run. To wander out among the stars And in the emptiness, And then to mighty Saturn's rin s Is not for 'ust astronomers, ' I 9 l Which whirl so rapidly. As anyone might guess. From thence past Uranus he'd fly, A person with a fancy free And then past Neptune, too, May any time go out And finally to Pluto o, And see more wonders in the sk 9 U The planet that's so new. Than science thinks about. f4lA ,C 2 ,fm 29' ,,, I I I 'ly 47 if .f f f, t f. Q V, we-1 - ,f, 'pf in fx ., f,,, ,f. I-x. H' N 4 2 'N ' - L xx N, tl N A ' fi , - y .x x ssrviwkkv g s? TT, ,LSTTT Q 9 One Hundred and Seven One Hundred and Eight MINIATURES By Dorothy Burmeister, '32 Fair maids wore ruffled skirts, Ana' boys wore powdered wigs, And gallant swords were lifted high Above the quaint old jigs When Washington was young. Young men with hats in hands ' And hands on loyal hearts Would bow, while maids would curtsey too Playing romantic parts When Washington was young. And though the outside differed much, Their hearts were just the sameg The spirits of those boys and ,girls Who made colonial fame When Washington was young, Still linger in our hearts today. We feel the selfsame joysg The selfsame sorrows touch us now As touched the girls and boys When Washington was young. So in these pages following, Encircled by old frames, New faces shine, like those once show Above Colonial names When Washington was young. ix 'YT . ,rf ,,,,,, , fx f xlf xx M ' X5 'WE . ,, X .1 VNNP , L- Nfxfxf' -5 '- go 2 ,Q L up ' ' ' -'-W ewg Q ,. F f- C, fl ' V -I ISABEL s. DOLCH Sponsor, the Class of January, l932 . ,,-Qne Hundred and Nine One Hundred and Ten WILLIAM THEODORE DILLAS As Wash1'ngton led us through storm and through strife, So Bill led us on through our sraid senior life, President, Senior Class, '32: Biology Club, '29, '30, '31, President, '29, '30, Engineering Club, '28: Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31: Debating Team, '30: Gym Club, '29, '30. JEANNE IRENE BAGNALL In everything she did excel, This girl who did her work so well. Secretary, Senior Class, '32: Secretary, New Senior Class, '3l: Co-C-Hi, '29, '30, '3l: Treasurer '31, Secretary '3l: Freshman Sponsor, '29, '30, '31: Girls' Athletic Association, Hockey, Tennis, Baseball, Golf, Hiking, Swimming, IDA LORETTA BISCHOFP In deeds, a gracious leader, ln sports, none could exceed her. Vice-President, Senior Class, '32: Vice- President, New Senior Class, '31: La Castilla, '28, '29, '30, '31, Honorary Member: Art Appreciation Club, '30, '3l5 RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, Girls' Sports Reporter, '31, Contributing Art- ist, '3l: Girls' Athletic Association, Captain, Champion Baseball Team, '30, NVinner Swimming Meet, '31, Hockey, Golf, Tennis, Captain ball, Hiking. CLEO VAUGHAN BARNHART This boy was gay, and oh, so tall. He followed none-he led in all. President, New Seniors, '3l: Chemistry Club, '31, '32: Boys' Literary Society, '30, '3l: Committee of Twenty, '30, '3l: Student Council, '28, '29. SAM SCHNEIDER Sam's our doughty treasurer Who takes our hard-earned dues, Yet such a pleasant lad is he. He cannot give us blues, Treasurer, Senior Class, '32p Treasurer, New Senior Class: Track, '29, '30: Library Assistant, GENEVIEVE ALICE SHELTON Let us praise our editor Who studies hard each day: Though in her lessons she excels, She's not averse to play. Co-C-Hi, '29, '31: RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, Typist, 31, Editor-in-Chief, '3l: Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking. Golf, Hockey, Baseball, Captain ball. 'RUTH LILIAN BURNETT To euery good purpose She was a slave. The best within her To Central she gaue. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '3l: La Castilla, '19, '30: Co-C-Hi, '30: School Play. '3Z: Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking. Tennis, Baseball, Captain ball. School Play, '32 JAMES PROSSER He is not of the type that claims honor, But of the :lass that Honor claims, Athletic Council, '30, '31, President, '31: Tennis, '29, '30, '31g Baseball, 3 0, '31, JEANETTE RUDMAN Hers was the honor of hard tasks well done: lVorth her weight in gold in more ways than one. Athenaeum, '30, '31: Treasurer, '30, Vice-President, '30, Secretary, '31, Classical Club, '30, '31, Secretary, '30, '3l5 Girls' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31, President, '30, Secretary, '30, Treasurer, '3l: Co-C-Hi, '28, '29, '30, '31, Freshman Sponsor, '29, '30, '31, Chairman, '30s News Staff, '31, Assof ciate Editor, '31, RED AND BLACK Staff, '3l: Commencement Program.'31g Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Captain ball, Hiking. Golf: Student Council, '29C NVashington University Scholarship. CHARLOTTE V. ROBINSON In every lesson and phase she excels: Yes, even in jokes which she cheerfully tells. Art Appreciation Club, '30, '31, Presi- dent, '31: Co-C-Hi, '30, '31, Secretary '31, President '31, Freshman Sponsor, '31, Chairman '3l: RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, Joke Editor, '31: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Tennis. Golf, Swimming, Captain ball. School Play, '32 SIDNEY ROSENSTROCH His Uoice roared through Old Cenlral's halls. Iz srirred us all, ir shook the walls. Cilee Club, '29, '30: La Castilla, '31: Boys' Literary Society, '30, '3l. EDNA CHRISTINE WEINMANN Always willing to lend a hand Whene'er her help was in demand. RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, Typist: Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking. Swimming, Baseball. School Play, '32 One Hundred and Eleven One Hundred and Twelve ELIVIER WILLIAM GLOER With fun and frolic all day long, He liked to follow the happy throng. Chemistry Club, '30, '3l: Boys' Lit- erary Society, '29, '30, '31: Gym Club, '29, '30, '31, Co-Sponsor, '30, School Play, '32 MARIE LOUISE HENKE Illarie plays golf: She plays quite well: She may beat Jones- You never can tell, Art Appreciation Club, '30, '31, Presi- dent '31g Co-C-Hi, '30, '31: Freshman Sponsor, '31: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Tennis, Golf, Baseball, Captain ball: Class Play, '31, School P1ay,'32, IVIAXINE PEMBERTON I did my duty: I did not sleep, In Youth, I .soweilg In Age, I'll reap, Art Appreciation Club, '28, '29, '30, '31, Vice-President, '30: Athenaeum, 'Z9: Co-C-Hi, '31: Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Swimming, Hockey, Hiking, Golf, Tennis, Baseball, Captain ballp Student Council. '29. PETE STEVE KELEMEN On the gridiron this husky was a star For his work was high above par. Athletic Council, '30, '31: Baseball, '29, '30, '31, Captain: Football, '29, 30, '31, LOUIS REICHENBACI-I Another Patrick Henry in the making: Of that man's fiery eloquence partaking. Orchestra, '30, '31, Librarian, '31: Band, '31g Chemistry Club, '30, '31: Boys' Literary Society, '30, '31g Debat- ing Team, '31: Gym Club, '31: School Play, '32, - DOLORES GREGORY WENTZ Dee edits the News. 1Ve owe her a toast: Soon she will he Editor of llre Post. Biology Club, '30: News Staff, '31, Editor-in-Chief, '31: Class Play, '29, '30, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Hiking, Baseball, Golf, Swimming, Tennis, Captain ball: School Play, '32, CATHERINE ROSALINE GAROFALO As pretty and lovely As the first rose of Spring: And quite as math pleasure To us did she bring. La Castilla, '31: Girls' Literary Society, '30, '31, Vice-President, '31: Co-C-Hi. '30, '31: Freshman Sponsor, '30, '3l: News Staff, '3O: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Hiking. Golf, Baseball: iluijent Council, '29: School Play, '32 ISADORE WEINSTEIN His days are never darlz as night, His skies are always clear and bright, Glee Club, '31, '32: La Castilla, '19, 30, 31, 32: Baseball, 29, 31. ALBERT CARL RAU Do a good deed cucry ilay: Be prepared in every way, ls what this Boy Smut would say. Glee Club, '30, '31, Treasurer, '3l: Basketball, '30, '3l. School Play, '32 RUTH ELIZABETH YADON A nickname ne'er did fit so well, As Sweetie suits this fair young belle. Biology Club, '30: News Staff, 'Eli Girls' Athletic Association, Swimming, Tennis, Hockey. Hiking, Captain ball, Baseball, Class XVinner in Swimming? School Play, '32. MILDRED LEE WEIGLE Sewing was her greatest dream: Like Betsy Ross she sciued each scam. Chemistry Club, '30, '31: Girls' Ath- letic Association, Hiking, Baseball, Golf. VINCENT MERRIL SCHMIDT ln every Held this lad will progress: An attempt by him will mean Success. -1--as l One Hundred and Thirteen .,,,. V-f., One Hundred and Fourteen ROBERT BLUIVIBERG Bob Blumberg always seems to me Without a care and fancy free. Gym Club, '28, '29, Secretary, 'Z9: I.a Castilla. '29: Track, '31: Basketball, '29, '31 Football, '29, '31. DOROTHY JUNGE FIGART Although she's quiet and reserved, Much praise this maiden has deserved. l.a Castilla, '29, '3l: Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Hockey, Hiking, Base- ball, Captain ball. DORIS ROSENTHAL Singing was her chief delight. Like an actor she would pose. lVe could not help but give applause lVl7ene'1-r her song Came Io 11 close, Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, lliking. NATHAN BERMAN 4 With a football this man played the game, - A Gaining for himself a well-earned fame, Football, '30, '3l: Basketball, '31. LOUIS PECI-IERSKY .lluch praise he won as an athlete: l.et us also praise his danring feet. l.a Castilla, '30: Baseball, '3l. ELIZABETH ANN GAAL From crown of head to tip of toe, This Senior always looks just so. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, WILMA I. ASELMANN Her tasks are many, Het shirkings few: She was always asking For more to do. Orchestra, '28, '29: Dulcimer, '29, '30 '31, '32, Art Appreciation Club, '29 '31: Ciirls' Athletic Association, Golf, Hockey, Baseball, Hiking, Swimming. School Play, '32 RUBIN RICHARD WOLLACH Rubin wins many trophies: It's just his luck it seems, In baseball and in other games Hc's on the winning lcums. Glce Club. '30, '31: Chemistry Club, '31: Boys' Literary Society, '29: Intra- mural Volley ball Champions, '312 Intramural Baseball Champions, 'llc Intramural Basketball Champions, '3O. .IOI-IN SCI-IWARTZ ln this lad of noble mien we find. Gentlrness and intelligence combinerl. Glce Club, '29, '30, '31, 1.ibrarian,'31 LUCILLE 1VIAT'1'1'IEVv'S Wilh rhythm, grucu, and perfect poisu, Her dancing feet made a tapping noise. ' Ciirls' Athletic Association, Hiking, Golf, Baseball. ALENE K. RICHARDSON Fair of form and fuir of fate. full of Charm and full of grate. Art Appreciation Club, '28, '29, SO: Dulcimer. '29, '30, '31, Secretary, Wil. 1.a Castilla, '30, '31, Honorary liicmbcrz Girls' Athletic Association: School Play. '32. EDWARD BENJAMIN WALTERS If Edward had been IVasbington, instead, I know that he would truthfully have said. Father, 'twas I who cut that cherry tree. Biology Club, '29, '30, Boys' Literary Society, '31. ---r :rf-W - ' One Hundred and Fifteen I l i i 2 Q QQ One Hundred and Sixteen GEORGE .IOI-IN SPAHN No task was too difficult for him to fac-. There is much character in this little space, Glue Club, '30, '3l3 Student Council, '29. LEAH VIRGINIA CRANDELL Full of mirth and always gay, Her smile chased the gloom away. Art Appreciation Club, '23, '29, '30 '3l: Biology Club, '29, '30: Girls Athletic Association, Golf. Hockey Swimming, Baseball, Hiking. BERNICE CATHRYN POLLIHAN Quiet, kind, and always jolly Is this lass whom we call P0lly. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. ROBERT GRIBLING Quiet and very friendly, Liked by one and all: But when he's in the classroom You should hear him stall. Indian Archaeology Club, 'Z8g Engi- neering Club. '29, '30: Biology Club '29p Gym Club, 'Z8. JACK SILK Jack's hair is Silh g it has a' wave: 'Tis hair that malzes the lassies rave. Ln Castilla, '30, '31i Boys' Literary Society, '3l. BERNICE SCHULZ Simple and hind, Quiet and royf Being polite Was to her a joy. Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking. Baseball. MELBA RUPP As clainty as a lily of lhe Ualleyg Her merits would be difficult to tally, Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. HUBERT JOHN TURNER lVith the skill and technique of a great musician: To compose music is his greatest ambi- tion, Glee Club, '29, '30, 31, News Repre- sentative, '30, '31, School Play. '32 SAM SALVADORE CUSUMANO, JR. Quiet, get on learning bent, Earneslly on his quest he went. Chemistry Club, '31, '32, News Rep. resentatlvc, SOPHIE RACHUBKA Sl7e's like a maid of long ago: Shes quiet and graceful and likes to sew. La Castilla, '3l: Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation, Baseball, llockey. LOUISE RUTH RUNYAN Quiet, gentle. and kind, Also lofty in mind. Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Tennis, Hiking, Baseball. School Play, '32 lRVlNG GALLER Missing a question was one of his fears: In the classroom he was all lfars . l.a Castilla, '31, Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30, '3l: Intramural Vollcy ball Chnnlpions, '30, '3l. One Hundred and Seventeen One Hundred and Eighteen HAROLD A. SIEMSEN Although he's not been with us long, Hi' has shown a character strong. Chemistry Club, '30, '31, Vice-Presb dent, '31i La Castilla, '31. LEAH DUGGAN A birdie whispered in my ear That he heard Leah say Shell like to sing o'er the microphone When she grows up some day, School Play, '32, Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation, Baseball, Captain ball. ROSE TANNENBAUM I! would take a year or more To name her graces o'er, Girls' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31Z Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Base- ball. School Play, '32. OSCAR A. FELDMAN Oscar plays tennis lVith grace and with ease, If it were a subject, He-'d surely get E's. Orchestra, '23, '29, '30, '341: Chemistry Club, '31: Aeronautical Club, '31: 1,a Castilla, '31, Track, '28: Tennis, '30, '31, Doubles Champion, '31. HYMAN MORRISS KOENKS In cruery task this lad held his own: Thus are the seeds of industry sown. Boys' Literary Society, '31, ROSE L. RACOWSKY Brilliant rays came from her auburn hair: But her presence sent out rays more fair. Biology Club, '28, Dulcimer, '29, '30, '111 Girls' Literary Society, '30, '31, Secretary, '31: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Hiking, Baseball, Captain ball. X CORA BERNICE SNELSON Always ready to help all, Be the :ask large or small, Girls' Athletic Association. School Play, '32 HARRY KRUVAND Mischievous, jovial, also spry: Four years he played at Central High. Chemistry Club, '3l. BEN J. NEWLAND Dorff be surprised if you see The faculty submerged in tears, Ben Newland is leaving them And he's been at Central for years. Chemistry Club, '3l: Indian Archaeology Club, '28: Engineering Club, '29, 30: Biology Club, '29: Gym Club, '28. MARIE VIOLET DIEl2BERGER On the diamond Lefly showed her hes!! In the classroom, too, she led the rest. Co-C-Hi, '30, '3l: Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Swimming, Hockey, Golf, Ten- nis, Hiking, Baseball, Captain ball: School Play, '32, LUCILE GLADYS WEIGLE Had she lived in days of old, Undoubtedly our Lucile Could have danced wilh grace and ease The old Virginia Reel. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '31, Librarian, '30, Vice-President, '3l: Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Golf, Tennis, Hockey, Swim- ming, Baseball, Hiking. School Play, '32 JAMES WALTER SHIRLEY This hashful lad called Jimmie Shirley Is always known by hair thai's Curley. One Hundred and-Nineteen i i One Hundred and Twenty KENNETH OTIS HANSON The Beau-Brummel Of Central High, The envy of boys Who are gawky ana' shy. Committee of Twenty, '30, '31Z News Stall, '31, Assistant Business Manager. '3l: Engineering Club, '28, '29, '30, '31, President, '29, '30: Student Coun- cil, '29: Cheer lender, '30, '3lZ Base- ball. '30, Manager, '31, BESSIE SHECTMAN Priscilla's grace And lovely form Were her assets: And also charm. Classical Club, '29, '3O: Girls' Athletic Association, Tennis, Hiking, Baseball, LUCILLE MARIAN KETTLES ll'hereUer Jeanne Bagnall was seen Lou Keriles certainly had been, For boih were wise and both were true: 'I hey worked as One. though they were llU0, Co-C-Hi, '29, '30, '31, '32Z Freshman Sponsor, '29, '30, '31: Girls' Athletic Association, Hockey, Golf, Tennis, Base- ball. WILLIALI EDWARD GUETEBXER llc had a will this fellow called Bill. , Am! what he will, this fellow will. Biology Club, '29, '30, Treasurer, '29. EDYVARD LANGLEBEN 'Tis not the quantity of words that you say, 'Tis the impression you leave as you pass that way. l.a Castilla. '29. ESTHER CAROLYN KASSING The light of her smile, And the blue cf her eyes Proue to be happy ls always wise. Ln Castilla, '31, '3Z: Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Hockey, Baseball, FLORENCE ROSALIE PROBST Her friends arc many: her wants are few: There are many lhings which she can dog Br-st of all, paddle har own canoe. ISADORE DARISH Life for him is a world of joy: What a happy, lucky boy. Chemistry Club, '31. WILSON WILLIAlXf1 HOUSE Although hi-'s shy as he can bc. His virtues exceed his modesty, Commftxcc of Twenty, '30, '31p Engi- neering Club, '28, '29, '30, MARY ELIZABETH STARKE Today l'll smile and laugh and play: Tomorrow is another day. Ln Castilla, '29, '317 Girls' Athletic Association, Tennis, Hockeyy Dulcimer, '3l. School Play, '32 VIRGINIA ROSE NACIEL Thu smallest girl in the Senior Class, But srill, believe me. she's quite a lass. Dulcimer, '32: Biology Club, '30: Girls' Athletic Association, Swimming, Hiking, Baseball. School Play. '32 LEON JAMETON Deftly skilled and versatile: lVirh a modest micn and kindly smile, Band, '30, '31: Chemistry Club, '29, '30, 31, President, '31: Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31: Committee of Twenty, '30, '31, Secretary, '30, '31: Engineering Club, '29: Track, '31, School Play, '32, One Hundred and Twenty-one l l I l J. One Hundred and Twenty-two RENE DAVID LANG With thc mimlihass of Lafayctlc Hi' attained tht' height that hc had set, School Play. '3 Z. RUTH BERNICE HASSEMER This is Ruth, Mutzic for short , Good in mind, Tc-nd:-r at heart, Dulcimer, '30, '31, Treasurer, '31Z l.n Castilla, '3l: Girls' Literary Society, '30, '3l: Co-C-Hi, '30, '31: Girls' Athletic Association, Swimming, Hockey, Tennis, Golf, Baseball, Hiking, Captain ball, School Play, '32 GENEVA FERN STEVENSON Toiling and spinning 'Till hir task was done! Faithful was shc fls Martha Washington, Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Hockey. School Play, '32 HARRY G. FIGLER May his gcntlencss with him remain: For gcntlc words are always gain. Chemistry Club, '31, ESPER ROMETO ,ln Italian grandr full of romance: Charm and grace hr: brings to vach dancv. Boys' Literary Society, '31, School Play. '32 SUSAN MARY WAGNER In thc classroom she was quiet: On the diamond she was a riot. Girls' Athletic Association, Hockey, Baseball, Captain ball, Swimming, School Play, '32 , am lllmlllhllllliltliiilf Illhlll ,E ,Q1 .ffl-IEQ iii QFQEI iL...1lCflQ.n LILLIAN ED1Tl'1 1NSKEEP Talented, yet sedate and serene: Highly each friend did this lass esteem. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Swimming, Hiking. JOE J. DETTLING The best remedy known For an attack of the blues Is Joe Dettling in person Or his strip in the News. News Staff, '30. '31. Art Editor, Car- toonist: Baseball, '3 O. JACK W. KYMPTON This laa' didn't ask math of life: Just a high-school diploma to face its strife. VINCENT JAMES VENTIMIGLIA One so earnest in his quest lVill lina' what is denied the rest. CHARLES DICRISPINO Dark-eyed Charles, with raven hair, Had a talent for music, passing fair. Orchestra, '30, '31, DONALD ECTON HUEY His rosy cheeks and gentle smile ll'in for hirn much ahecrtoni Yet all the lassies envy him For his school girl complexion. Engineering Club, '28, '29, '30, Vice- Presidcnt, '3O: Football, '31, HARRY BASS Always jolly and likes to play: .llischtef his merry eyes portray. Orchestra. '30, '3 1: Biology Club, '31 SAMUEL LANDE Merry. and his humor .was the hes!! He led us all in jolvxng and zn jest. Ln Castilla, '29, '30, MELVIN WILLIAM GRAXVE liarh persons friendship I retain: My tongue within my lips I rein. N . CHARLES FRANK DAVIDSON A lziml of lrid that's hard to find: Ifnergetit, earnest, sincere in mind. Boys' Literary' Society, '29, '3O. WILLIAX1 B. lV1URP1-1Y The Patent Leather Kill is he With hair as sleek as it can he. 1.n Castilla. '30, '31. 1V1ARV1N LEROY KOBY I-fleutnt-ss of foot has won for him many ti rare: With his friends he also had cz very high plate. Track. 'Z9. HYMAN PISHMAN Sometimes he was a naughty boy flntl little pranks he would enjoy, One Hundred and Twenty-three I AM YOUTH By John Kuich, '32 I am Youth. My mother is Timeg My father is grim Deathg But I am Youth. I am impatientg I wait only for time. The hope of the future world rests I may pass: I may fail 5 I may loseg I may wing My associates may be good 5 My associates may be badg But nevertheless the world watches And stops for the passing of Youth. bf stylist M91 A 'sr' . Jaw -5 ,S 1 35 I mi My W I 23 Q We M Q9 Mff that WJ' Q QKSCB 5 Q t' r f Ju upon me l I mf' r6l3L'32 j am, X If lla :ly k 'N ff' . 7 'E'-f 5' -, .'..e-It ks. . J u A w 1-1 K ,l li' In 3'.'. Us f rf-'kilt' U I X' j, VJ' A J M if .gots f , e ' 5 x - 2 4, js I - F ir'EaE1l X Elf .QYACASE L J ak-K' ' Q '25 LW? I 8 H- dj D33 if 1 C f . I , ' I 3: A' 553 M asf' I W5- X Q17 5 . K .. m y 5 K I , . P' 5 wa C ,.25.., , .,gv.-P' -6 ' 13 I, Wg? . .. h .V , s A ,f . -A-'..g. r' sg ggifgcv 52 In A Qu- fa. 'w -bf 7 One Hundred and Twenty-four 51 LORRAINE LOWRY Sponsor, the Class of june, l932 n -K ,, 4 - , X One Hundred and Twenty-five LETHA HUGHES One Hundred and Twenty six :J ' K , . JOHN PERL 'I'l7ougl7 seldom men have names describ- ing them, .Yo one can e'er deny that Pt'rl's a gem. President of Senior Class. '32: Boys' 1.iterary Society, '31, '32: Committee of Twenty, '30, '31, '32, Vice-President. '31, President, '31: Geography Club, '31, President, '31: RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, '32: Business Manager, '31, '32: Harvard Book Award, '31: School Play, '3z. DOROTHY BURMEISTE I can't u:rite much about this ot For I havent space to tgrxu a t. Secretary, Senior Clasf xC m ,tee of Sixes, '31: hezfum, , 3 2 o C H1 31 Oratori C - - ', ' , '3Q: t ' on ' , '31: News Staff, so in ditor, '3 , RED AND BLACK SI ' 1 '32 'A I and Literary Assistanti, 32: Cinfvllth- lf-tic Association, Baseball, Hockey, Tennis: School Play, '32, First in work and sports and play l.r'tha's busy all the day. Vice-President, New Seniors, '31: Vice- President, Seniors, '32: Committee of Sixes, '3l: Dulcimer, '29: Athcnazum, '30, '32: Girls' Literary Society, '29, H50: Co-C-Hi, '30, '31, '32, Vice- President, '31, President, '32Z Girls' Athletic Association, School Varsity Hockey Squad, Baseball. Swimming, Tennis, Captain ball, Golf, Hiking, School lay ' . , 3 . In M 3052! Z 'Z2Jtitt 1-14xDdfo9sT'frSr'J 'J I If you should ever st-el: aldynonym For vim and vigor, all you need is .lin7. President, New Senior Class. '31: L Castilla, '31, '32: Classical Club, '31?' Boys' Literary Society. '29, '30, '321 Interscholastic Debating Team, '31, '32i Committee of Twenty, '31, '32: Vice- President, '31: Co-editor of the school ,XC ARTHUR KUHNERTM ' Times, '3l: RED AND BLACK Staff, '31: Track manager, '31: Football manager, '30, '31: lnterscholastic League Board Representative, '31, 32. 17-5 his job ,f 'A, rx .j Bulyfs a bolzf' To taht- our cash K flntl leave us poor, I. Treasurer, Senior Class 432:t?reasurer, New Senior C1 ss?-'MLa Ct tilla, '30, '31, '32, Secrxttry, '32: Committee of Twenty, '30, 'P11 '32, Treasurer, '31: RED AND BLACK Staff, '30, '31, '32, Advertising Manager, '31, '32: Inter- class Baseball Champions, '31, RUTH ECOF1: A really smile for everyone Brzngs her low and lots of New Senior Class, Secretary: ,MV fun, Biology Club, '30, '31: La Castilla, '31, 32, Aeronautical Club, '30: Classical Club, '29, '3O: Girls' Athletic Association. Baseball, Hockey, Swimming, Tennis, Hiking. OPAL ROBINSON The beauties that your name implies We see reflected in your eyes, Orchestra, '28, '29, '30: Art Apprecia- tion Club, '29, '30: Biology Club, '29, '30, '31: Girls' ,Athletic Association, Golf,1-1iking,Tennis. Summer School Graduate HYLDA CROFTS 1-1 winning smile, 41 ready ufit: Describing Hylda Crofls--that's il.' Committee of Sixes, '31: Biology Club. '31, '32: Co-C-1'-li,'31,'32: Athenaeum, '29, '30, '31, '32, Secretary, '3l: News Representative, '3l: RED AND BLACK Staff, '29-'32, Assistant Poetry Editor, '30: Club Editor, '31, '323 Girls' Athletic Association: Baseball, Hockey, Golf, Hiking, Captain ball: French Club, '32g School Play, '32. JOHN ALEXANDER Ready to answer any call Or any question, great or small, Boys' Literary Society. '31, '3l: Nates Stall, '32, RED AND 13I.,'XCli Staff, '32, Advertising Manager, '32. SOL MARGOLI N He plans to go to college if he can, And then become a high-class business man. Glee Club, '29, '30, '31, Committee of Twenty, '31, '32s Boys' Literary So- Eiely, '31, '322 RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, '32, Assistant Business Manager. '31, '3Z: Geography Club, '31, MINNIE LEONA JENNINGS She is so quiet and tlumure Sl7e's like a Qualwr mtntlen pure. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '3l: Girls' Literary SGCieIy, '30, '31, '32? RED AND BLACK Staff, '32, Typist, '3Z: Girls' Athletic Association, School Varsity Hockey Squad, Baseball, Swimming, Golf, Hik- ing, Captain ball. JEANNETTE E. BEARD In gladness great, in wisrlum mighty, None ever called this person flightg, Girls' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31, '32, News Representative, '30, Presi' dent, '31, Treasurer, '32: Co-C-Hi, '31, '32, Treasurer, '31, '32, RED AND BLACK Staff, '31, '325 Joke Editor, '32: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. One Hundred and Twenty-seven One Hundred and Twenty-eight VIRGINIA HERSCHEL If Alden's Priscilla was shy and damure, Our quiet Virginials her counterpart, sure. RED AND BLACK Smf, '32, Typist, '3Z: Girls' Athletic Association, Captain ball. HELEN WILKINSON Her piquant face and charming way Could surely grace the minuet. Girls' Athletic Association. JOHN KUICH He can turn each care into a joy, For he's a jesting, laughing boy. Glce Club, '28, '29, '30: La Castilla. 31, '32: Football, Letter, '31. .J - JOHN GRIBLING . Always gay and frivolous, if So polite and chiualrpus. A Mxhlg, ,,1.,- v - , V, M, '1 tl' K .p ul 'sl D ' ft ,,l..L- ' RAE LONDE Calm ana' unrroubled, hers was the joy Of those who usefully their time enjoy. Art Appreciation Club, '30, '3I: Ln Castilla, '29: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Volley Ball, Swimming, Tennis. Summer School Graduate. RUTH LUTZ Her fingers Hy about the keys, She types a perfect page with ease, Dulcimer, '29, '30, '3l: La Castilla '30g RED AND BLACK Staff, 31, Typ ist, '31: Girls' Athletic Association Bascball, Captain ball: School Play, '32 f I A ns c Q 'K IJ' SOPI-IIE NACHOWIAK When pupils study after fun. Sophie's work is surely done, Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Golf, Captain ball. LOUISE STIPEL A charming maiden quite serene, Held by all in high esteem. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '31, '32, Girls' Athletic Association. Golf: School Play, '32. OLIVER LUETTEKE Bill and Ollie-very shy- 'Will be together till they die. Football, '3l. Summer School Graduate. FRED ARNOLD A hi! of good, a hit of bad, And all the rest that makes a lad. Summer School Graduate. L, . I ,L X . LA RUE CAMFIELD li ' How we laugh at the jokes This lassie ran tell: ll, That's one of the reasons lVe like her so well. Dulcimer, 'Z9: Athenaeum, '29, '3O. '31, '32: Vice-President '31, Secretary, '32: Co-C-Hi, '31, '32: RED AND 'J - BLACK Staff, '32, Advertising Composi- bpw tor, '32, Associate Editor, 32: Girls' VA, Athletic Association, School Varsity Q 1' Hoekey Squad, Baseball, Captain ball, Swimming, Tennis, Golf, Hiking: ,ng School Play, '32. WILMA WRIGHT To see her dance is quite a sight In everything Miss Wilma's Wright. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '3l: Biology Club, '28, '29: Girls' Athletic Association, 1 Baseball, Tennis. One Hundred and Twenty-nine One Hundred and Thirty HAROLD THOMPSON He has a brilliant smile, a fatal charm. That causes many Central maids alarm. La Castilla, '323 News Staff, '31, '32: Class Play, '31: School Play, '32: Interclass Basketball Champions, '32, O EQA COURTWRIGHT A Clever anything' under the sun, ' As ay sl ,dent in Latin, she's A-number-I. xl Duitfmef, '30, '21, 'zzz Classical Club, si '29, '30, '31, '32, President, '30, '31, Vice-President, '3l: News Representa- tive, '29: Girls' Literary Society, '29, '30: Co-C-Hi, '30, '31, ,'32: Girls' Athletic A!s0ciation, Baseball, Swim- ming, Golf, Tennis, Hiking, Captain balflg 'School Play, '32, ' Q , VIRGINIA MARIE HA1N1MERSTE1N This girl in mina' and spirit bright. Delights above all else lo write. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '31, '32: News Representative, '3l: News Staff, Asso- ciate Editor, '31, Editor, '3Z5 RED AND BLACK Staff, Senior Representative, '32: Girls' Athletic Association, Base- ball, Hockey, Swimming, Hiking: School Play, '32. HUGOflV1UELIfER ll'ith square sat shbulders and level head The path to great success he'll tread. Aeronautical Club, '30, '31, President, '3l: La Castilla, '31: Boys' Literary Society, '31, '32: lnterscholastic Debat- ing Team, '32: School Play, '32, EDWARD CANEPA To use long words is his delight, rlnd furthermore, they're mostly right. Glee Club, '29, '30, '3l: La Castilla, '30, '31: Committee of Twenty, '30, '31, '32, President, '32, Treasurer, '31: News Staff, '32: Football, '3l: School Play, '32, ERNESTINE FREIBURGHAUS Like the lass of the pine-tree shilling In the tale of old, Ernesline, whom we revere, ls worth her weight in gold. Art Appreoalion Club, '30, '31, 32, Secretary, '30, '3l: Biology Club, '2,8:, Dulcimer, '28, '313 Co-C-Hi, '31, '32, Secretary, '32: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Baseball, Golf, Tennis, Hiking: School Play. '32. HARRY INGRAM Hurry had a twin, Harold was his namci ll'u can't tell which is which? Thcy uri: so much the same. Gym Club, '28, '29, Stuclcnr Council. '28, Summer School Graduate. CLARA BINDER lVhcn Clara Binder joins the crowd, WL- gc! pr:-pared ro laugh out loud. Girls' Literary Society, '31, '325 Girls' Athletic Association, Hockey, Tennis. 9 , X' v EILEEN REITZ In sclf-control Eileen is so fine. I wish that thc poisc she possesses wurv mine. Athenaeum, '31, '32: Girls' Litcrary Society, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic Assof ciation, Hockey, Swimming, Golf, Cap- tain ball, Baseball, Hiking: School Play, '3Z. JAKE MATHES Quito thc minutcman is he-M Jus! a minute Iutc you soc, Chemistry Club, '31, '32. 14 MORRIS PADRATZIK This boy so saving with his words und cash The gales of wealth and fume some ifuzl may crash. SABENA GIANNINI lVhen she stepped smiling up to bat, Each playcr promptly doffcd her hat. Athenzum, '29, '30: RED AND BLACK Staff, Typist. '3l: Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation. School Varsity Hockey Squad. Baseball, Golf, Tennis, Captain ball: School Play, '32, One Hundred and Thirty-one One Hundred and Thirty-two RICHARD WARNER Charm flashed through the room each time he smiled: His hair drove Central's lassies fairly wild. Gym Club, '28, '29: Interclass Baseball Champions, '3lg Football Numeral, '3l: First Place, Physical Efficiency Test, '28, Third Place, '30. DOROTHY BRATTON Very amiable and eager to please, She wins our friendship with laughing ease. Biology Club, '31, '32: Classical Club, '30, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Hockey, Golf, Captain ball, Base- ball, V l ANITA PITZER 1 Within her heart lies kindness true: Her words and deeds hespeak it, too. Ch mistry Club, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic Ass ciation, Baseball. X ,V I L gp fi' ,N ,ll Wlxlllfl EBBINGHAUS X ,li X He ranke L' the best in every way. bFor he ' 'AL ind working every day. . Ban OK' 1, '32p Committee of X Tv? , '30, '31, '32g C9lBusiness X i i r of News, '31, '323 School sq L: yla '32, CofBusiness Manager. ' l ROBERT HOLLEY With swift feet many races For Central won Holley: Above and beyond that, This boy is quite jolly. Gym Club, 'fSl: Track, '29: Third Place, Physical Efficiency Test, '28, KATHERINE SCHWARTZ Modest and retiring as can be, V Bat full of kindly deeds is she. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Swimming, Hiking. - M .IANICE TI-IIERAUF In everything she had a part And did her best with all her heart. Dulcimer, '30, '31, '32p Art Apprecia- tion Club, '30, '31, '32, Treasurer, '31, Secretary, '32g Co-C-Hi, '31, '323 Athenxum, '29, '30, '31, '32, Presi- dent, '31, Vice-President, '3l: Classical Club, '29, '30: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, School Varsity Hockey Squad, Baseball, Tennis, Captain ball, Golf, Hiking, School Play, '32. HARRY RUNETZKY His twinkling eyes to you declare A merry heart is surely there. Glee Club, '29, '30: La Castilla, '30,A '31: Boys' Literary Society, '30, '3l: School Play, '32. v JULIUS JOURET A famous athlete he should be, Highly renowned from sea to sea. Glee Club, '29: Football, '28, '29, '30, '31, '32, Captain, '31g Basketball, '30, '31, '32g Track, '29, '30, '31. ELIZABETH GLAUSER A quite sophisticated miss , Who thinks when ignorance is bliss 'Tis folly to be wise. Dulcimer. '29, '30, '31, '323 Treasurer, '31: Girls' Athletic. Association, Base- ball, Captain, Schovl Varsity Hockey Squad, Golf Champion, '31, Tennis, Hiking, Captain ball: School Play, '32. JJ ' -f , if 1, VIRGINIA WEBB 'jj '.Jf'JS55-llaughed her way through life ami V V, ,rx f , 1 school J I' ,517-Ind yet this girl was u.'ist'S ' , J. She made a host of friends where'er I X f She cast those sweet blue eyes. . 7 Art Appreciation Club. '31, '32: La Castilla, '3I: Girls' Athletic Association: School Play, '32. EDWARD GARSTANG I do not boast of worthy deeds, Of virtues rare and true: I simply do my best each day Ana' let others the boasting do. Chemistry Club, '31, '32, News Repre- sentative, '31, President, '32: Boys' Literary Society, '30, '31, '32, Vice- President, '31, President, '32: Inter- scholastic Debating Team, '31, '32: Committee of Twenty, '31, '32: School Play, '3 2. ,f One Hundred and Thirty-three One Hundred and Thirty-four 1 fx x x ,. X W TWILA MARGUERITE ODEL1. 1Ve'rc positive this smiling lass Worft be forgotten by her class, Girls' Athletic Association, Bneebrtll. llockey, Swimming, Golf, Hiking, Cap- nin ball. ' ,hx , t I' F ENCE RABA bt ln game of tennis she's reallyxa 5 2 0The rest of life to her is a larhf Chemistry Club, '31,,'32, Ne epre sentcttive, '32: Gifs' Lite r Society '31 '32C ' Afh tx 1 ssocintion Do lec Ten is Champio , '11, Baseball Swt min. olf. X A x . TOM DUFFY In thc physics class, an experiment he fries, To take a nap and yet on tests be tuise. Glue Club. '29, '30, '31, '31, Presi- dent, '3I: 1.a Castilla, '31, '3Z: Gym Club. '31. '3Z: School Play. sZ. 'ED LONG Ed Long is not so tall, I-ft! Long is not so short, But after all, antl all in t1'l, He's one of tht- Hnvst sort. Bnecbnll, '31. MARIE POLLACK The fair young ladies of the olden flaw Your rivaled our Marie in stately Lungs. Dulcimer. il: La Cnftilln. 'ZX 'ZW Girls' Athletic Association. Bascball. Hiking: Summer School Graduate. HELEN ROSSMAN Shos rather proud of her shining hair And its a crown one might gladly uxuar. Dulcimer, 'Z9: Ln Castilla, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic Association, School Play '31, 4 s GENE WELSH His gentleness and kindness blend, 'Twould not be wrong to call him friend. DOROTHY MEYER Her face reflects her hearfs content, Her quiet ways and cheery bent. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Hockey, Swimming, Golf, Hiking. ll r sn , f' VERA ATKINSON Though quiet, and in stature slight, She makes her presence felt with might. Art Appreciation Club, '303 Girls' Ath- letic Association, Golf, Hiking, RUDOLPH AYE So very frank and truthful, Aye, Like Washington, would tell no lie. G122 Club, '29, '30, '31, '32g Track, Lener,'31. iv R ' EWU X v , Lid-HE' 'HAROLD YACKEY A lad who is not given to noisy ways: YVh0se quiet planning much deserves our praise. LOUISE MARLEN Shes a sweet and happy maid Ever helping, modest, slaid, Art Appreciation Club, '30, '31, '32, Girls' Athletic Association, School Varsf ity Hockey Squad, Baseball, Swimming, Hiking, Captain ball. K I if QV. V. One Hundred and Thirty-Hue t v I l i I l l I One Hundred and Thirty-six ' J 1 , u I u ii' X.. :- 4 5 l I A o RAY PARKER A gentleman in all respects, One that has but few defects. Glee Club, '31, '32: La Castilla, '31, 52. Summer School Graduate, 1 , em ew JESSIE FINKLESTEIN For any cause she'll gladly Hgh Especially if she thinks i' ' . Dulcimer, ' 0, '3 1: Girls' ternry So- ciety, ' 9 , 'BIA' 2 csident, '31, News segtativef : Girls' Athletic Asso ' on, Scho Varsity Hockey S , Baseball, Swimming, Golf, School nnis Cha ' n, '31: Captain ball, ikingl Sc ol Play, '32. MILDRED NANCE A worthy member of our class, She is a fine and lovely lass. Art Appreciation Club, '29: La Castilla, 'SOL Girls' Literary Society, '30, '31: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Captain ball, Golf: School Play, '32, f AVE NAX ' Nath? is gained by being shy- And a I shy? Oh, no, not ll F Glee Cl . '29, '30: Biology Club, '28, '29, '3 : Athletic Council, '30, '31, '32, ce-President, '31, '32g Interclass Baskx all Champions, '31. 'P RICHARD JORDAN Hr has the talent if only he'd use it, But often this' boy doesk-xforget and abuse im l ' ,J HILDA PRICHARD She liked to talk And tallz she would, Nor only when she shouldrft But also when she should. News Staff, '32: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion: School Play, '32. SELMA BEISNER Herr-'s Selma clad in the height of style. Whose infectious laugh oft made us smile. Art Appreciation Club, '29, '30: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Swim- ming, Golf, Hiking, Captain ball: School ' Play, '3Z. ' bl 'vi VV . Q 2,45 MYRTLE li5URNlNG Glowing hair and loilely face- She has beauty as well as grace. La Castilla. '30: Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation. 7 ,, J lv ,mira T1-IOM S WILLIAM POWERS Above all the rest of us Tall Tom truly towers: In singing and football He uses his Pow:-rs . Glee Club, '31, '32: Athletic Council. '31, '32g Football, Numeral, '31, Let- ter, '32: School Play, '32. G J K Q! HAROLD KARR v Life to me is balanced measure: Part is work and part is pleasure. Summer School Graduate . if if, MARY SCHLAGER .fl bit of fun, a bit of thought: A lot of pleasure from life she sought. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. Summer School Graduate. I RUTH E. GAMBRON Gayly and simply this carefree lass Brings joy and mirth into our class. Dulcimer, '30, '3lg Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Baseball, Hockey, Swimming, Golf. Tennis, Captain ball, Hiking. F One Hundred and Thirty-seven One Hundred and Thirty-eight r EUGENE KNOST Tried and trusty. smiling throughf He's tall and slim: a bluntly, loo, 'nterclass Baseball, '30: Summer School fo Graduate. A ff nf., i MARY LAzER,' ' With eyes as deep as thgiyroverhial well, She's :Ven as sweet as va Colonial lfelle. Dulymcr, '30, '3l2 La Castilla, '31, 32.lAJAaena:um. 31. 32, Aews Staff '.2,24,Typist, '32: Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation, Baseball, Captain ball, Tennis Hiking: School Play, '32fQ V DELLA RILDA HANDY everything this girl is handy, And words with anyone can handy. Girls' Literary Society, '29, '30, '31, '32: News Representative, '31, Vice- Presiclent, '32: Co-C-Hi, '29, '30, '3l: Athenaeum, '29, '30, '31, '3Z: Chem- ixtry Club. '31. '32, Vice-President, 'Sli RED AND BLACK Staff, 29, '30, '3l: Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking. Baseball. Captain ball, Hockey, Golf Tennis: Colonial Dame History Award, '31 if ' JOHN WIEDKNECHT He towered high into the air. And when, with mammoth stride, He strode into the classroom, all The girls loohud up and sighed. Band, '30, Captain, '30. 1 e X , BEN DELAPLAIN Because he nt-Uer seems at rest lVe think he has some secret quest. ANNA ALEXSEVITZ Anna was a loyal friend- One on whom we could depend. Girls' Literary Society, '29, 30, '31 Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball Hockey, Swimming, Tennis. fe 4 n 4 VLADO BOLANOVICH His eyes that are so dark am! bright Sparkle with a merry light, Gym Club, '31. if NORMA SCHOENEMANN In fornilquile slender and most lithe: In disposition always hlithe. Dulcimer, '3O. '31, '323 La Castilla, '30, '31, '32, Vice-President, '3l: Athenzlum, '31, '32: News Staff: Girls' Athletic Association, Golf, Hockey, Cap- tain ball, Baseball, Swimming, Tennis? Typist. '31, '32, School Play, '32, i GRACE M1-xR1E KELLY V, A disposition sweet has she Plus winning personality. ' Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. . Captain ball: School Play, '32. Summer School Graduate v 6 5,1 ' HERBERT GOETZ Herb's biggest worries are English and chem : The midnight oil he burns o'er them, Glee Club, '29, SU: Tennis, '3l3 Track, '31. ADOLPH CO1-IEN A manly lad with tuufnlzliny eye, 1-lnrl smiling lips that seldom sigh. Chemistry Club, '31, '3Z: Secretary- Treasurer, '323 Geography Club, '31 School Play, '32, RUTH PETERSON Some win their way with coquelze wtles But she with gentle words and smiles, Art Appreciation Club, '30, '31, 32: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Hockey, Swimming. Hiking, Captain ball: School Play, '32, Summer School Graduate. One Hundred and Thirty-n i T1 2 One Hundred and Forty If LILLIAN BILLINGS Although 'tis wrong to disobey, Lil does it in her own sweet way. Dulcimer, '29, '30, '31, President, '31: Student Council, 'Z9: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Hockey, Swim- ming Golf Hiking School P1 32 J 4 SAM KESSLER 'To his own affairs he always attends: ,-1 fart that wins him many friends. HARRY PAPIRNER Papirner has a thirst for further knowl- edge, And so expects to make his way through college. Gym Club, '313 Football, Letter, '29, Basketball Numeral, '3O. RUTH PIERCE A charming maiden so they sayg One who is serious and not too gay. Dulcimer, '31, '3Z: School Play, '32, I , X X , Ziff f 1 A . ff ff' U, ., 1 a f ELEANOR WANGER Modest and retiring as san be, And full of serious thoughts is she. Chemistry Club, '31, '32: Girls' Ath- lctic Association, Baseball, Captain ball. DAVE LOITERSTEIN His quiet ways and gentlemanly rnien Q flre approved by all, 'tis plain to be seen. La Castilla, '31, '3Zg Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30, Q ., I 4 . CHRIST EFTHIM His ponderous voice adds weight To each fact that he cloth state. Engineers' Club, '29, '30. ' I VIVIAN SCHENCK 1 Her manner that charms, Her voice that's so sweet, Do readily bring The world to her feet. Art Appreciation Club, '29, '307 ology Club, '29, '307 Athenaeum, ' '32, President, '32: Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Captain hall, Hiking? School Play, '3 2. LILLIAN BATI-IKE She tripped through life gayly On small dancing feet, W1'thout her bright presence No party's complete. Dulcimer. '30, '32: Girls' Athletic As sociation. Baseball, Captain ball, Hiking Hockey: School Play, '32. HENRY FRIEDMAN His short, dark hair has such a curl. 1 wish 'twere mine, sighs many iz girl. Chemistry Club, '32. C P Y I VIRG-I-L NOTTBUSCH Seriouls' minded? Well I don't know- Although his work Is done just so. Committee of Twent '30 '31 y, , , 32 Co-Business manager of News, '31, '32. Co-Business manager of School Play, '32 JULIA STRINNI Small Julia is adept in many things: Her praises each friend readily sings. Dulcimer, '30, '31: La Castilla, '31, '32: Athenzum. '31, '32J News Staff. '32, Associate Editor, '32: Girls' Ath- letic Association, Baseball, Captain ball, Hiking! School Play, '32. Vw ' 1 J STN One Hundred and Forty-one 7 fl ,f s I .1 1' ' ' C ff? ,AJ ' One Hundred and Forty-two tx JULIUS HEC1-l'1' Though many a thing he does rreare, His desire for achievement hc never can state. Glcc Club, '31, '32: Chemistry Club, '31, '32: School Play, '3Z. 'T GLADYS ANSLEY ', dainty lass wl'1o's poised and Calm: FQ: any hurt her smile's a balm. r 'fi Gi1G'iAthletic Association, Baseball. C' P- ? N rg 'rf ALMA RUTLAND I'm always ready for any pleasure: rl rash can wait upon my leisure. Classical Club, '307 Biology Club, '30, '3l: Athenaeum, 'Z9: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Captain ball, Hik- ing, Swimming, Golf, Tennis. VINCENT WIELAND They say he has u xrienlific mind, rlnd even that a job lu-'s sure to find. SIDNEY ROODMAN Hi- never could bc called u shirker Because hc is a willing worker, lnrcrclass Basketball Champions, '31, '32. DORIS SCOFIELD rl lass whds lrauellerl near and far But who's ronlent 'neath any star. l..1 Castilla, '30, '3Z: Athenzum, '30, '32: Vllriters' Club, 'ZSZ Girls' Athletic Association. .1 WILLIAM HEMMERSMEIER He is earnest and sincere: r 'Twould be hard to find his peer. Summer School Graduate. L, ma if L, ' , MARGARET EDWARDS 111 ' ys doing a worthy dard, YLLL Shglfzlescruas to bt' called a friend 122 nccd, RED AND BLACK Staff, Typist, 32: Girls' Athletic Association. Summer School Graduate. 'NVILMA HAYDEN Her hair part red but mostly galil, Her charm increases manifold. Co-C-Hi, '31, '32: Girls' Athletic As- sociation. Baseball, Hockey, Swimming, Golf, Tennis, Captain ball. I gd ,' x fY.flav ' ai -,, ,S 4 4 , 4 'A ,A -1 ' ' ' 1 SAM K,REMi I' V I Zlifovh'0lpmu walk, or help you laugh, Us Unk good partnerfand a half. Gm C1'ub, '29, '30, l.a cumin, '29g Boys' 1.iIcrary Society, '31, '32. PI-IIL BERGSIEKER His will in debate we could not lzcntl An excellrnt speaker: a better frienll. Glee Club, '30, Boys' Literary Socicly, '30, '31, '32, Treasurer, '3l: Intex'- scholastic Debating Team, '31, '32, RUTH OVERBECK Rufus zs so dark and brown. Theyal call her an Indian. in Salem town. Art Appreciation Club, '31, '32, Girls' Athletic Association, School Varsity Hockey Squad, Baseball, Captain ball, Hiking. One Hundred and Forty-three I One Hundred and Forty-four L . f ,,,, s 6 YETTA SUFFIAN A This maid has eyes that do express. Each thought she wishes Io impress. Chemistry Club. Sl, '32: Girls' Literary Society, '31, '3Z: Girls' Athletic Asso- ciation. Baseball. Captain ball, Swim- ming, Golf, Tl-IERESA JUHASZ Although she is so very small Her simple presence charms us aII. Biology Club, '29, '3O: Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball, Tennis, Hiking, Golf. Summer School Graduate ANGELO J. TSENES He is a wizard in debate. His highest joy is to oraIe. Art Appreciation Club, '28, '29s Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30: Committee of Twenty, '30, '31, '32, Treasurer, '31, Sergeant-at-Arms, '31, Basketball Man- ager, '32, J AMES BRENNAN l'm so sweet, says Jimmy Brennan, My name is often mixed with Gren- nan. Gym Club, '29, '3O: Chemistry Club. ,3, .Z HAZEL JEFFERSON W'iIhout being bold, shc's ever at ease Her perfect assurance and manners please. La Castilla, '29: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion, Baseball. HASSEL MARIE HALE She wrings fairy strains From her bright violin, ' Each time that she tucks it Beneath her soft chin. Orchestra, '29, '30, '31, '32: Girls' Literary Society, '30, '31, '3Z: Girls' Athletic Association, Hiking: School Play, '32. JOHN PETERS An actor on the stage he plans to be- A little bird once whispered this to me. Engineers' Club, '28g Student Council, 'Z8: Class Play, '29, 30, '3l: School Play, 'sz. ' HERBERT MORROS Herbert is a mighty man: If he would say, I will, he can. , X f , ' Ulf X X JOE INUKAI A Because he comes from a foreign shore. We admire his talents even more. Baseball, Numeral, '30. HYMANN BLASS The quietest, steadiest in the class, !Vas always studious Hyman Blass. CLAUDINE PAYNE Rea' hair, and sunny disposition? To make life happy was her mission. Dulcimer, '30, '31: Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Baseball, Captain ball. ROBERT MCCORMICK I'v.'e often limes longed to be smart as he Who found it so easy to 'make an HE . Orchestra, '30, '31, '32: La Castilla. '3l9 Chemistry Club, '30, '31, '32, JULIA DESHERLIA The questions no one else could answer She always knew, and rightly too, sir. Arr Appreciation Club, '30, '31: La Castilla, '30, '31, FLOYD LANCE Our Floyd, short, cute and blonie. Of track and swimming is very fond. Glee Club, '29, '30, '31, MEDICO OCCHI He liked sports, and sports lihed him: He radiated pep and vim. Gym Club, '3l: Aeronautical Club, '29, ' 30, ' 3 l. MURGE ENGEL Her laugh resounds throughout the hall: It ripples high above us all, Art Apprefiation Club, '30Z Ln Castilla, '20, '3O: Girls' Athletic Association. Bwclull. Swimming. Golf, Hockey. One Hundred and Forty-Eve M 6 il 6 - Vigil v V' W E 3 ' I . , :1 'ff ,, MW- llfflllllllllllllliigi I , ,, ... O , e lm Yf-l lE 3.51 Qlili LOUIS KOLKER 1Ve all know Louis, he's quiet, reserved? The rewards he's got. those rewards he's deserved. X JOHN TIERJNEY A st ent at MLouis U. he'll be, And st Wiintil he gets a real degree. Glee Club, '31, '32, School Play, '32. HERLEN HOPKINS ' He plans to leave the clang of city strife And follow up the joys of country life. 1 ! F ,Lif,'fi'i xy Y 1 If 'Y ITCHEN Herfdark brown ms and raven hair, Go hand in hand, a happy pair. Biology Club, '30: Geography Club, '31: Girls' Athletic Association. Tennis. Baseball. WILLIAM BLANKE As he led the band With lordly pride, Watch him step, Each Centralite cried. Aeronautical Club, '30, '31, Secretary, '30, '31, President, '3Op ocuoo. r.,.,f, '32. IRENE KILIAN This quiet lass known as Irene Has a heart thafs gay and an eye serene. Dulcimer, '31, 'TZQ Girls' Athletic As- sociation, Baseball: School Play, '32. HAROLD BURGESS Always modest, but never a prudeg - Always courteous and never rude. La Castilla, '31, '32, Secretary, '32: Gym Club, '31. Es HER KOCH Talented, e se ate and serene: Highly ea jr' nd did this lass esteem. Art Apprdzii on Club, '281 Athenaeum. '30: Cl sic Club, '29, '30, '31, '3Z: Girls' it ry Society, '30, '31, '32: Girls' At letic Association, Hockey, Baseball. - One Hundred and Forty-six LUCIAN HARTMAN lucian will work at any sport. But not at study of any sort. Football, '3l. ANGELINA LUSKAS How loudly of her virtues we could sing And shout l.er praises till the heavens ring. Dulcimer,-'32: Girls' Athletic Associa- tion Baseball, Captain ball, ?oo1 Play, ' I f ' 3 -,,,,fc,5y-,4,'7l , MARY WILSON Mary-theres a friendly sound to it: No other girl this name could better fit. Girls' Athletic Association, Baseball. PAUL TAYLOR He runs away from books and work: But fun and parties he won't shirh. EDWARD KORKORAN He has his plans already checked To he a leading architect. MELVIN GORDON Melvin was so mischievous, He made life gay for the rest of us. lnterclass Baseball Champions, '31, JAKE NOVACK From books and study halls he'll flee To seek the gayer company. Glee Club, '31, '3Z: La Castilla, '31, '32, Honorary Member: School Play, '3 2 OLIVER SCHOLZ This lad longs to attend Missouri U., And surely do we hope his wish comes true. Glee Club, '29, '30. ROY SINGER If strong ambition paves the way, Roy Singer will go far some day. O Myth! 3 L... 2 Cf IQ.. RUSSELL DIXON The reason he will never hurry 1t's that he might catch up with worry. Interclass Baseball Champions, '31. CHARLES ZWEIG Always happy, always gayl We wonder how he got that way. .Z if, , . - AUGUST MATRECI He's quiet, so as likely as not This lad may think an awful lot. NATHAN YAKOWITZ A volley-ball champion is he In that game he spells etliciency. Interclass Volley-ball Champions, '31, Summer School Graduates FRANCIS .IIRAUCH Jirauch we've known not many days, Yet we've learned to admire his manly , wdys: - dx ' I F ' I' julio GUCCIONE A lawyifs life does Leo covet. With pleas and fees-how he would love it! Boys' Literary Society, '29, '30, '3l? Orchestra, '28, '292 Chemistry Club, '32: La Castilla, '29, '30. SAM DE LUCA We hear that De Luca is going to college. Here's to his plans. May he gain worlds of knowledge. La Castilla, '31, '32, Summer School Graduate Q fe-fr' I MEDRIC DARNELL A1 AA,-.I-ft!! He looks to be a prince: and I believe That in his case looks surely don't deceive. Glce Club, '31, '3Z: School Play, '32, VINCENT FORE The girls all sigh as he goes down the hall, For he's our handsome pitcher of base- hall. VJHO'-S YVHO Jnkc imfum for Ihc anftwers 10 imzsc Hills cUr1lu!!lrL:m5 XVHOXS WHO Sm- join' sn-trier? for 1170 un LU-'rs to llmsr 1111111 conundmms lil 6 L' f Y .-. A f 2 .f a -, - ' 4 Lg. f- ' - in Wi n :mii e aff -li. 3.2.1 QISI FAREWELL By Dorothy Burmeister, '32 H HEN I was a Freshman--H Those days seem so far away, and yet so near. And now, a senior at last, one has no desire to strut up and down the corridors. No desire to assume airs, to act patronizing and condescending to the lower classmen, as he once longed to do. He envies them. To you, who think the senior's lot is paradise, let me try to show what it means. The weeks preceding commencement find the senior the happy center of a gay whirl of excite- ment. Full days, these, in which commencement plans are perfected, graduation clothes are bought, cards and announcements mailed, ac- counts closed, tests passed or failed, and count- less other things finished. There seem to be a thousand things to do, yet suddenly everything is done and the busy senior Ends himself alone with only his thoughts for company. inevitably they turn to graduation, and for the first time in the past hectic month the real meaning of that strikes home. The long-anticipated occasion senior tells himself with a little feeling of panic that in a few days all this will be overg the four years of his high-school career will be ended, and the countless friendships severed. Uncon- sciously he reviews one of the many days spent at school. Suppose we come into school with a senior girl. She rushes into the locker room at twenty- three minutes past eight, pulling off her coat with one hand, and her hat with the other, and enjoying herself immensely. She is greeted with shouts from her class- mates. Pandemonium ensues. Can I borrow your compact? Lend me a comb! Hurry up, we've ' only got three minutes! Lend meapair of gym shoes, somebody! Captain ball todayln The senior realizes, with a lump in her . throat, that soon there will be no more of this gay camaraderieg no studying before exams, or anticipation after: no more grade cards, no more all E's g no more eager waiting for the RED AND BLACK to come out: no more senior parties: no more club meetings or initiationsg no more begging for library slips, -no more lunch periods or pep sessions or football games, no more special occasions,lilce Washington the Man Who Made Us, with its own poignant memories. The reflecting senior becomes more and more quiet. Classes are in session as he roams about the quiet corridors. He turns in at the aud balcony. Down below the sole occupant of the aud is playing dreamily on a violin. The spring sun shines down through the great windows. Except for the throbbing music, the auditorium is hushed as a cathedral. The senior is un- ashamed of the mist in his eyes as he turns away, too affected to remain, just as the Editor rushes into the News office with the last edition just returned from the printer, and is greeted with The bell rings for the close of excited cries. school. Happy students rush by, eager to be away: some dash into the library and out again: some loiter on their way to club meetings. Words are flashed back and forth on the air. See you at the game tomorrow. Meet me at l:30. Don't forget my notebook! Come early, Monday. Gradually they all disappear, the voices die away. But the senior lingers. All too soon he, too, must go. He wanders through the empty corridors, patterned now with sun- shine and shadow. All is quiet, empty, still... And yet, as he stands, he seems to hear the echoes of the footsteps and voices, joy and laughter of years gone by. How many seniors have stood there before him, sad with the sadness of parting. How many tripping feet,how many laugh- ing voices have echoed in these halls. Voices heard here no more: feet treading far ways. How many after him will stand in this self- same place, and dream as he is dreaming. After next week he, too, will be gone. Oth- ers will come to fill his place, but he will come no more. With a sigh that is part sob, the senior turns away. The great doors swing shut behind his lingering departure. So Life goes on. One Hundred and Forty-nine THE RED AND BLACK STAFF 'XVN Ctldlnttofnlmld Genevieve Shelton .,,. La Rue Camfield ,,.... Jeanette Rudman ......, Hylda Crofts .v,.v,.,...., THE STAFF Virginia Hammerstein ...,.. Tillie Balch ........,,.......... Louis Triefenbach ...... Harold Garber ,.4,,.. . lcla Bischoff .,.... .... Charlotte Robertson Jeannette Beard Howard Williams Dorothy Burmeister ..,, John Perl .. ,.,. ,. Sol Margolin . .. John Alexander Arthur Kuhnert La Rue Camlield ,.....,, Editorial .. . ,. Editor-in-Chief ,, Associate Editor ..., , .. ,, ..Assistant Club Editor Senior Representative .,. Junior Representative Sophomore Representative Freshman Representative Girls' Sports Editor ,,..,HumorEditors ..,......,.Historian , 4..., Literary and Art Assistant Business ,, .... .... . . Business Manager . .,.. Assistant Business Manager . .. . ,. . .. .Advertising Managers Advertising Compositor Virginia Herschel l Sabena Giannini Minnie Jennings Ruth Lutz Margaret Edwards Edna Weinmann . Typists FACULTY ADVISERS Literary Mr. Davis Miss Thomure Miss Lowry Miss Doyle Art Miss Krag Editorial Miss Beck CONTRIBUTING ARTISTS Geneva Abbot Harvey Aguado Anna Alexsevitz Ida Bischoff Dorothy Burmeister Joe Dettling Bernette Droege George Englelce Ruth Farrel Bernice C-ierer Melvin Gordon Hassell Hale Ethel Jaeger William Kirchner Kittie Kirlc Leota Meier Jeannette Magin Albert Rau Craela Steinmetz Fred Toelle Anfrela Tsichles Mildred Treadway Fanny Vinovitch Earline Beasley Helen Bentley Nelson Berger Hylda Crofts Myrtle Durning Jeanette Janiak Louis Kappico Jessie Kent Louise Marlen Stephen Massucci Ruth Peterson Vivian Schenck Hubert Turner Credit is given to Miss Ewing's classes for assistance in typewriting, and to Mr.. Vertrees and Elmer Gloer for advice concerning mechanical drawing problems. One Hundred and Fifty one , L , m ill !ZVIZlZIZ lZl2f2l '! all -ffl'-IE. 22.2 QEQIIJ TLAQZ-ICQ THE WASHINGTON BICENTENNIAL I932 is the two-hundredth anniversary of the birth of George Washington, long revered as the greatest man in American history. He was great in many Ways. He was not just a soldier, just a statesman, just a patriot. I-Ie was all three, and at the same time, he was a gracious gentle- man. Born and reared in a loyalist atmos- phere, he forsook the land he had been taught to reverence, for though he loved England and her traditions, he loved justice more strongly. In the face of opposition and treachery, he took com- mand of a small and untrained army and lead them through to victory over a large and well-trained foe. Then, with victory, his labors were not to cease, for he was elected the first president of the United States. I-Iis problems were many and seriousg he had no guide by which to make his way save his own high standards of truth, honesty, and courage. To these he held steadfast. But while we are lauding the leader, we should not forget the men who fought under him, who were willing to die for their country. We should remember Ben- jamin Franklin through whose efforts the French were persuaded to aid the Ameri- cans, Lafayette and von Steuben, who left their own countries to fight on the side of justice and right: and patriots like Henry and Nathan Hale, who, each in a different way, gave all their energies to the cause. And last, let us not forget all those who helped to build the republic that exists today. The nation is celebrating the Washing- ton Bicentennial with plays, pageants, speeches, and the unveiling of monuments. All this is well enough but it seems a rather petty commemoration in view of the life of the man and the greatness of his cause. Is there no great step forward that the United States, as a nation, can take so that 1932 may go down in the annals of history as a fitting commemora- tion of the birthday of George Washing- ton, our great leader and first president? C. S. I HEAR AMERICA SINGING OR the frontispiece of the RED AND BLACK this year, the theme, I Hear America Singing, has been chosen. In his poem by this name, Walt Whitman prophesied that America would express herself, her work, and her pleasure, through literature and art. It seems appropriate that Walt Whit- man should be the one to utter such a prophecy. I-le was a pioneer spirit of One Hundred and Fifty-two American literature. Before him, even the best of writers aped the English style. Every piece of work turned out was imi- tative of English genius. But with Whit- man came an essentially American spirit. Men, beginning to discover and sing of the wonders of their own country, forgot to imitate the Old World, and developed a style of their own. ln still another way it is fitting that it . . J.: , , . EIII IWIZIZIIII IEIZI MII ' if .... A 6 - 5 im Z , f , Y it 2 I N J Q, I .ffl-'li 3.2.2 .AISIZ iL....3C,lQ... was Whitman who made this prophecy. He came at the middle of our history, between colonial times and the modern age. A young man at the time of the Civil War, he was born about one hun- dred years after the birth of George Washington and about one hundred years before I932. Whitman's Words have been amply ful- filled. American literature and art are universally known and recognized. Some of the best' poets, novelists, and drama- tists of recent times have come from the United States. And not only in the arts is America usingingf' In all the varied fields of achievement, she has her Edisons and her Lindberghs. And now, with this Wonderful fulfill- ment of the early prophecy, the question arises, What of the future? Will America become stilled and mute? Shall a future Whitman be inspired to say of coming generations, HI hear America singing? G' S' LIBERTY By Genevieve I am Liberty. Shelton, '32 For my sake men leave the comforts of home And go to battle. They willingly lay down their lives That I might live. I stand not alone for the rich But for the poor also: I am never unjust except when men abuse me, Never realizing that true freedom When I am treated fairly, I bring happiness, honor, joy. I hold sway in the greatest nation lies in respect for others' rights. s of the World, And I shall endure long after they have perished, For I am Liberty. mm N l i Inf are Qi -aa -Eg' , QQ , r , ,, .Gi 4 A V ' 1' 4 5' 'xiii ,. f ' :I P L 1 . . I -fav ,LMI 1 ,gm , . ,v .-1, WG, w,,fnl, . ee: ' Q Q-:.f,-,es-'fi ff! One Hundred and Fifty-three 1 ff 4 - a . , . a Xi M alll Wlilililuauilillit f lllelli , 1f, i .ffl-:EL ?.ELlZD Au-un: an....auC.lQ, Cosmos Club Washington, D. C. 10 March, 1932 Stephen A. Douglass, Principal Central High School St. Louis, Mo, Dear Mr, Douglass: May I congratulate you and your pupils and your dramatic director, Miss Eimer, on the admirable spirit and format of the Program of Washington, The Man who Made us, which you have kindly sent to me-And may I ask of your friendliness that you will send me half a dozen more copies of the program, if you can spare them? Of the many productions of my play, it is by far the best and most original I have seen. Perhaps some among your teachers may remember me as the one who Wrote the Masque of St. Louis, performed in Forest Park in 1914, a memory I shall always cherish. In that connection, and as related to my Washington Play, your school may be interested in my Washington Bicentennial Folk Masque, Wakefield, a notice of which I enclose. CPub1ished copies may be had, gratis,-if requested, for purposes of production -from the U. S. Government Washington Bicen- tennial Commission, Washington Building, Washington, D. CQ. The Wash- ington, D, C. production at Constitution Hall, February 21, began, by the way, with a choral arrangement of Dvorak's New World Symphony, as did your production of February llth. Please convey to yourself and to all your associates and pupils my heartfelt appreciation of your spirit expressed by the Program of Washington, the Man who Made us, and to all my very best wishes. Sincerely yours, Percy IV1acKaye. One Hundred and Fifty-four 5 ,ax f cr 1 .... WASHI G 0 rmmirswmimaime Us 1.1 - 4 A REVIEW OF THE. ACTION By Genevieve Shelton. '32 I-IEN I had seated myself at the Odeon on Thursday night, Feb- ruary II, after receiving a pro- gram from a lovely colonial dame who curtsied in an old-fashioned way, I gazed over the rest of the audience. It looked as if Central High School were holding a reunion. No matter where I turned, there sat a' Central student, an alumnus, a teacher, or some one connected intimately with the school. Come with me. Let's Visit the play again in reminiscence. There is the usual buzz of conversation with the ushers call- ing, Checks, please! Checks, please! and people on one side calling gay greet- ings to others away on the other side. Then the lights go out and the orches- tra, under the direction of IVIr. Bluthardt, swings into American Sketchesi' and the house grows quiet. As soon as the over- ture is ended, we sit expectantly watch- ing the stage, prepared for anything ex- cept what does come-a beautiful voice singing at the back of the hall. Heads immediately turn to behold Quilloquon and his two small companions who come down the aisle that they may see a play about Washington. But, discouraged by his conviction that he could not do justice to his great sub- ject, Theatre decides not to give the play. Then, refusing to be disappointed, the girls turn to Quilloquon, demanding a ballad play, and while they eagerly Watch, the curtain rises on a scene at Mt. Vernon. Lord Fairfax and Lauwrence Washington are discussing the future of young George Washington who is, at this time, out in the hills surveying the estate of Lord Fairfax. Mammy Sal, a negro woman servant, comes into the yard as the two men walk into the house. She is startled on being met by an Indian who demands some- thing to eat. Suddenly, with a whoop of delight, the Indian throws off his garb. George Washington steps forth. I-Ie is eagerly welcomed by the negroes and by the members of his family. Upon hearing George's report, Lord Fairfax turns to Madam Washington ex- claiming, I-Ie says he has completed a survey of my entire estate! If George said that, it is true. I-Ie always accomplishes what he sets out to do, replies George's mother with dignity. As the curtain rises again, we see a group of girls seeking George so that they may crown him as their hero. They rush down to the barn and While they are gone, he rolls onto the stage a wheelbarrow of rich loam. Three negro boys bring in a test box in which he is experimenting with wheat, oats, and barley, for he is a scien- tific farmer of his day. When the girls One Hundred and Fifty-flue WEDDING RECEPTION AT MOUNT VER-NON A !rrM Cfa 4, - . , . X. .o illl !f l9I5IIllllIl l '! . , , , .ff'l-li 22.1 4Al Nli iL-QZIL enter, they tease him about an order for an engagement ring which they have dis- covered in his pocket, but he evades them, telling them simply that he is Hengaged in farming. The curtain falls just as a messenger brings him his commission as commander of the Virginia forces. Now the wedding of George Washing- ton and Martha Custis has taken place. Neighbors from far and near have come to welcome the new bride to her home. ln honor of the bride, dainty, sweet-faced ladies in shining, silvery wigs dance the Virginia reel, ending with a promenade under the gentlemen's crossed swords, the bride and groom leading the march. But now the scene changes. The spirit of peace has given way to one of war and trouble: the Mt. Vernon garden is replaced by the yard before King's Col- lege of New York. A great mob which has gathered, is saturated with the spirit of revolution. They are only waiting for some occasion to give it vent. Their preacher tries to talk to them but they will have none of him, and when one suddenly thinks of President Myles Cooper of King's College, a group rush off and soon return dragging the unfortu- nate man with them. There is a general surge toward him but the crowd is kept back as the men taunt him. Then Alex- ander Hamilton, a graduate of Kingis College, which the crowd has just re- named Columbia College, leaps to the platform and pleads for tolerance from them through their cry Freedom and rea- son. During his harangue, Myles Cooper escapes, much to the disgust of the mob. We are again at Mtf Vernon as George Washington takes leave of his household. He bids his stepson, Jack Custis, goodbye and admonishes him to curb his gambling propensities. He is ready to leave when Lord Fairfax, now old and bent, and Patrick Henry enter, arguing as they come. Lord Fairfax accuses Washington of being a traitor to his country, England. Washington replies that though he still loves England, he loves justice more. With that, he leaves. Now we travel to Harvard Yard near where the Continental troops are camped. Here the people, waiting to welcome their Commander-in-chief, are divided into two sections, the Northerners and the South- erners. The leaders of the two sections are fighting when Washington enters and separates them. Using the rattlesnake flag with the slogan, Unite or die, he tells them that there 'is no Virginian, no Massachusetts man, for they are all Americans. 'Tis the camp of the Continental Army near Trenton. The men are becoming discouraged, for the weather is cold, clothing is scarce, and rations are short. General Washington loses his temper when he learns from his aide-de-camp, Alexander Hamilton, that his inferior of- ficers have been disobeying his com- mands. But he soon regains control of himself and orders that all troops be pre- pared to cross the Delaware River at mid- night. The watchword is to be Victory or death. Here the curtain falls, but we know that the result was victory. . It is just before the American men take Philadelphia. The Redcoats, under General Howe, are stationed in the Quaker City, and, sponsored by Captain Andre, a play is to be given the following One Hundred and Fifty-seven ..-4 ard ard Y 31'V H boys nd up together, my 'Sta il W . Mlm ' - . A , K.: 6111 WIT l--IE. F122 .an-ul: a.1..o.c,ng, night. Polly Redmond, who is to take a leading part, comes to see Captain Andre and brings with her her friend, Betsy Ross. The two women declare their al- legiance to the American cause, but Gen- eral Howe laughs at them. ln the meantime, Washington and his men at Valley Forge have not the com- fort that the British enjoy. Men die from from lack of food, insufficient clothing, and from the severe cold. Baron Von Stueben is becoming disgusted at training the soldiersg Washington is disheartened by the attitude of Congress and the hard- ships his men endure. The only cheerful man in the camp is Marquis de Lafayette who has supreme confidence in Washing- ton and is sure that France will ally her- self with the colonies. His confidence is justified, for even while he talks to Wash- ington, a messenger enters with two let- ters, one for the General and one for Lafayette. Listening to the news that France has voted to join the States, Lafay- ette waits to open his letter. When he finally does so, he is stunned by word of the death of his young Daughter. The play which Captain Andre has so carefully planned will never be given, for the American forces capture Philadelphia and the British retreat. As General Wash- ington enters the city, Polly Redmond, in her eagerness to welcome him, throws her jewels in his path. As he bids Billy, his body servant, restore them, she disclaims them. She tells him that she is a loyal patriot and begs to bring another patriot before him. As he assents, she hurries away only to return in a moment with Betsy Ross, who carries a small bundle in her arms. As she nears his Excellency, Mrs. Ross shakes out the bundle and the first American flag is greeted with cheers. The victories, begun at Philadelphia, lead the Americans to Yorktown. Here the guns are booming, the armies are fighting, and on the heights, General Washington watches the battle, heedless of personal danger. One rocket shoots up, then another, and then a third. The battle is won! ' Cornwallis will surrender! 'Tis peaceful again at last. There is no war and Washington, now just a citi- zen of the United States of America, re- turns to Mt. Vernon with hope of settling among his family again. So ends lVlacKaye's play depicting the life of the Father of America, but wait, there's something else. See, there come the nations who live together under the flag of the United States. Lead by the Ameri- can lndian, they file in and stand at atten- tion as the Stars and Stripes, unfurled, waves over them. Working our way toward the cai' through the crowd, we review what we have just seen and heard and agree that the play was highly successful. The long and hard work put in by Miss Eimer ,in coaching the actors and in certifying the correctness of every historic detail was evidenced in the smoothness with which the action moved and the promptness with which the players answered their cues. The beautiful settings were enhanced by skill- ful lighting, the graceful dances livened up the action, and the music, unusually good, was an added attraction. We were amazed at the real talent some of the actors had for losing their personal iden- tity in the characters they assumed. Wash- One Hundred and Fifty-nine bx .4 -: 5 .. C3 u. l 5 D0 2 'a ru Q3 -II E-' ,L C1 O u: N Z U4 O GJ I3 D0 N N T L. 3 O v-4 ington in Philadelphia ash W American- of d States Unite he oft A'The first flag :xi A 1 ,, ,fi ww i a S 6 , X. 4 alll lllflilizllililzlwl IWW ' , Z -Xie'-IEL. F123 Qlill ililiin ington was a real Washington, a flesh- and-blood man, not just a mask: Betsy Ross walked upon the stage and gloried in her handiwork: Mammy Sal, if some- what dainty and high-voiced for a real negro mammy, was Very convincing, and not just a girl, play-acting. Indeed some of the characters were so real that even yet we can scarcely believe they were truly our classmates and friends. All in all, we'll have to admit that this was one evening well spent. LIST OF CHARACTERS IN PLAY Edward Canepa-General Knox: Laur- ens, President of Congress: Virginia Officer Adolph Cohen-A Leader of the Mob: a Neighbor: a Citizen of Philadelphia and of Cambridge: Valley Forge Soldier Stanley Dampier-A Selectman: a Neigh- bor: a Citizen: a Student of Harvard Ruth Frank--A Silent Thought: a Neigh- bor Alfred Friedli-Quilloquon, a Ballad Singer Marie Henke-A Silent Thought: a Neighbor: a Citizen Letha Hughes-A Speaking Thought: Betsy Ross: a Citizen Alice Jameton-A Silent Thought: a Citi- zen Leon Jameton-Baron Von Steuben: a Student of Harvard: a Neighbor Cordula Knoernschild-Mammy Sal, of Mount Vernon Rene lza-ng ', ' , a Student of Harvard Mary Lazer-A Silent Thought: a Dancer: a Citizen Hazel Lively-One of the Two Children William Morse-Zekiel, a Mount Vernon Negro: a Boy Scout: a Virginia Soldier Hugo Mueller-?Humphrey, Superintend- ent of Mount Vernon Farms: Thomas Paine: a Boy Scout: a Neighbor: a Leader of the Mob Murrell Monroe-Martha Washington. Mildred Nance-A Speaking Thought: a Citizen John Peters-james Monroe: a Ballad Preacher: a Virginia Soldier: a Neigh- bor: a Citizen: Bishop: a Valley Forge Soldier Louis Reichenback-Patrick Henry: Cap- tain Andre: a Massachusetts Soldier: a Neighbor: a Citizen Harry Runetsky-Billy, Washingtonis servant: Knyphausen, a Hessian: a Neighbor: a Citizen Vivian Schenck--A Speaking Thought: a Citizen Myrtle Stillford--One of the Two Chil- dren . . . . N.. v Harold Thompson-Captain John Posey, a neighbor: Marquis de Lafayette: a Leader of the Mob: a Harvard Student Virgil Tramelli-Lawrence Washington, half brother to Cieorge: Theatre: Alex- ander Hamilton: General Howe One Hundred ana' Sixty-one i . . , ARK . .. ,' c , ff fa . - Y f mlllr QIQZIIZIZIZIHIE MMIII .ff'l-B2 1223 Q53 il....lCflL.' Louis Tversky-George Washington Grace Uber--a Citizen Frances Wapner-a Citizen Virginia Webb-A Silent Thoughtg a Citizen Margaret Welker-A Silent Thought, a Neighbor, a Citizen Dolores Wentz-Mary Washington: Polly Redmond, of Virginiag Sally Fairfax, a Neighbor Howard Williams--Jack Curtis: a Boy Scout: a Harvard Studentg a Citizen, a Neighbor Virginia Woebling-A Citizen Frank Yawitz--Lord Fairfax, a Neighbor, President Myles Cooper, of King's Col- lege, a Selectmang a Boy Scout. William Gregory--A Negro Child Kenneth Knoernschild-Jacky Custis: George Washington Parke Custis Dorothy Burmeister--A Silent Thoughtg a Citizen Program Committee fin costumel Grace Marie Kelly Kittie Kirk Nellie De Witt Craela Steinmetz Maberta Todd Florence Lewin COLORED DANCERS Elizabeth C-Iauser, Jessie Finkelstein, Dorothy Meyers, Violet Eckhoff, Blanche Engler. WHITE DANCERS I. VIRGINIA REEL Lillian Billings, Alene Richardson, Lucile Weigle, Norma Schoeneman, Marie Dierberger, Ruth Hassemer, Selma Beis- ner, Catherine Garofalo, Mary Lazer, Mary Jane Deibel, Dorothy Speicher, Marie Ubelhack, Ernestine Freiburghaus, Edith Eynck, Myrtle Ketcherside, Haleene Pendergrass, Helen Guilliams, Janice Thierauf, Louise Runyan, Mignon Sivco- vich, Helen Domash, Bernice Reppell, Alma Reitz, Gladys Holly. 2. YANKEE DOODLE DANCE Lorna Belter, Esther Cresswell, Alanis Eyre, Elaine Evans, Ruth Farrell, Florence Coggin, La Vada Hill, Leona Kage, Avanelle Jones, Virginia La Rue, Eva Muse, Naomi Schultz. 3. CAPERING DANCE Florence Grone, Jennie Haracevesh, jane Butler, Erline Buescher, Claudia Herchel, Virginia Seithel, ,lean Moler, Mary Ann Enclc. One Hundred cmd Sixlywwo f M W, W Www ,Nwmxm I fy! f 4 f W WZ fbyff Xxnvmxxxxmxxxw x mxxuxxQ I 1 id H2 . 5: Wff Z 6 4 A: 2 1. fl, v ' 1 w 3 f , f ., X. 'Z ' 'r X NNN fig? 21 ff Z 49 1 2 ' 1 3 ff 5? f if f 4 f 1519 ff f I4 1 'A 4 mA A. ,. -. .. .F .f .- Ti -'.-.X . gr G it ...M H yl w w V1 N IA! Rx 'X l ' YC g xi' , , E111 !WlfI5!lIZ2I2l t! Will Q, , .ff'l-ll:-4. ?.ELI.D QISIZ El-.AXC.lQ., FOREWORD HAT! You don't remember James Madison? Why, he was that stiff, solemn old gentleman of Colonial times who persisted in writing a large quantity of stuff-they call it his- toric-which he kept tucked away among his bills and rent receipts, in his desk, where he thought that no one could find them. These journals were not to remain private, after all, for what man can pos- sibly hide anything from a wife like Dolly Madison? She was Witty, gracious, and above all, clever. She, looking to see if James had paid the coal bill, found these papers. You can rest assured, however, that Madison was not a hen-peckedw husband, as was shown by the fact that Dolly waited until after his death to pub- lish them. The following club accounts have been put before your eyes in a way somewhat similar to the publishing of the Madison letters. Whether you know it or not, there is a James Madison alive today, and he is a student of Central High, at that. You may not know him, for he is a queer, quiet chap who prefers his own society to any- one else's although he is a member of all our organizations except those exclu- sively for girls. He has been closely watched for sev- eral weeks and much has been found out about him. Our student is an ardent fol- lower of the James Madison of an earlier day. His writing, too, is of the same, stiff, concise style as that of our fore- father. Although modest and reserved, one can tell that he is capable of things higher than the average. He has his own private desk, which is always kept locked, on our fourth-floor corridor and is often seen there writing earnestly on some large sheets of paper which are then put into his brief case and carried about with him. We began to be curious about this silent fellow, so we started some first- class snoopin' and found that his brief case does not accompany him when he goes to lunch the ninth period. We kept an eye on him, the desk, the faculty, the student body, and the brief case, and finally laid hands on the latter. ln it we found the following Journals, which we, like Dolly Madison of old, offer now to the public. HYLDA CROFTS, Club Editor. .w-5 x X T xxx Q ' X Ili ' ' ' gl One Hundred and Sixty-four ' A ' L Am ie , i. ew Wlm lillaliifl f llf .ff'l-I 2 3. E. 5 Q FN! ED 'il-..lC,lLa THE NEKVS Revised Excerpt from Central Diaries of james Madison By Virginia Hammerstein. '32. HE other day when l walked down the second-Floor Corridor, l heard music issuing from the Auditorium. l stepped into the balcony, but such a clatter was coming from the News Office, l couldn't distinguish a note. l opened the door and peeked timidly through a narrow crack, but everybody was so ab- sorbed that no one noticed me standing there. It seemed that all of the would-be Poets and Writers of the School CI could tell that they were such from their appear- ance, were gathered there. After watch- ing Proceedings l realized that the staff members who were graduating were bid- ding fond Adieu to the rest of the staff and giving their successors Best Wishes. Dolores Wentz, retiring Editor, known informally as Dee by the staff, was giv- ing last instructions to the new Editor, Virginia Hammerstein, who was already busy and surrounded by stacks of Papers filled with Contributions. Jeannette Rudman and Ruth Yadon had gathered about them Charlotte Volk, Julia Strinni, Morris Weiss, Clarence Seigfried, and Tillie Balch, to whom they were giving pointers on 'iHow to be a successful Associate Editor. However, that's the way Assistant Editors are, they tell me. Virgil Tramelli, the Sports Editor, sat talking with Joe Dettling, retiring Art Editor, Ray Holley, and Fred Toelle. Joe was telling Fred and Ray how he had been overworked in his efforts to give the school something to laugh about, but Virgil took all the glory to himself by telling of his achievements on the sport page. The Feature Writers, Clarence Benja- min, Marie Koepp, Mildred Treadway, Dorothy Wagner, and Tom Weir were engaged in a small War with the Report- ers, John Alexander, Francis Cunningham, Ruby Detwiler, James Kerr, Donald Morris, Jean Kerr, Rowena Overby, Jost Washburn, and Rana Pipiensfand all be- cause Rana said a Reporter was just as important as a Feature Writer. Above the tumult rose the voices of the three typists, Norma Schoenemann, Mary Lazer, and Hilda Prichard, who were ap- plying the most extraordinary Epithets to Bill Ebbinghaus and Virgil Nottbusch, the Business Managers, because they asked them if they could type. Unheeded, Ernestine Martin, the Post-Graduate typ- ist, explained the peculiar workings of the News typewriter. Over in a corner, playing that absorb- ing Game of Tiddledywinks, sat the new Assistant Editors, Edward Canepa, Helen Reller, Harold Thompson, and Alyce Schneider, looking very important, though for the life of me l couldn't see that they were doing anything important at all. l wondered how they ever managed to publish a Paper. l had opened the door wide without noticing that l had done so, and stood exposed to the View of all. - Suddenly everyone stopped talking, reached for a pencil and paper, and soon all were scratching away studiously. l One Hundred and Sixty-five 5 Q V Nw-x my X' W J fx: Jivxi fe '3 -' 4 if x TIIE NEWS STAFF A a ,I ff Ji ' K. T . .zfp J . 1 CENTRAL DEBATERS OF 1932 HE Debating Team of Central High School, which is coached by Mr. Davis, has been chosen from a num- ber of applicants. It is the ambition of this team to keep within Central's halls, the Princeton cup which the Debating Team won last year. V The following have been chosen for the two teams: Affirmative: Vernon Arms, Melvin Roesburg, Edward Garstang, Phil Berg- seiger, alternate. ' Negative: Howard Williams, Hugo THE NEWS couldn't understand what had happened. l turned away and bumped into Mr. Gundlach, the Sponsor. He demanded to know what I had been doing, and be- fore I could say a word the entire staff was looking at me with the most shocked Expressions. Mueller, Jim Hadgicostas, Virgil Tramelli, alternate. The subject for debate is Resolved that legislation providing for compulsory unemployment insurance should be en- acted in this country. At the time this book went to press both teams had planned to meet their opponents on Friday night, April l, l932. The affirmative team was scheduled against Roosevelt's negative team at Cen- tral, the negative team against Soldan's affirmative at Soldan. -Continued l tried to explain that l had been listen- ing to the Orchestra, but l know they didn't believe me since l am sure they didn't hear any Music at all. When the Sponsor turned to enter the Office, l fled, vowing that I'd never come near the News Office again. One Hundred and Sixty-seven mA THE GIRLS' LITERARY SOCIETY X 45251 ' O53 , .fil ls fx gf-xl It L, X 65 .,,:, v l 2.33.35 .... :E-,i1.. ulzu V land!! I , I y fi L .if 'fi llfxibz.. if 1 i ,A,., H ......-., GERLSQ LETE Y SUCEETY Revised Excerpt from Maiison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Rilda Handy. '32 AVING lately been failing in Latin, was asked by Miss Bowen to experi- ence another Test. Began at 2:20, sitting in a back Seat in 206. ln midst of conjugating mirarz' was startled by a dawning Fact. Heard Miss Jessie Finkle- stein summoning Girls' Literary Society to order. Miss Rose Racowsky, secretary, called Roll or read Minutes. Program explained to be in Hands of Miss Florence Anghilanti, vice-president. Was actually witnessing meeting of now famous Society. Modern literature very sagely discussed. The Fly, written by Miss Katherine Man:- field was declared to be an excellent short story. Hoping not to be discovered until Pro- gram was completed, carefully recorded Proceedings. Miss Rilda Handy reviewed Rough Hewn by Dorothy Canfield. Heard Miss Handy was News representative. wondered why lady on far side of room was smiling at Members. Miss Jeannette Beard ended Program by emphatical an- nouncement that all should read Arling- ton's Tristram. President expressed ap- preciation of Program. No old Busfness. Miss Jeannette Rud- man, smiling Lady, gave treasurer's report 6: asked for Dues. Smiling mystery now solved. Heard rumors from near-by members that the officers of 'next term, January to June, 1932, are Florence Anghilanti, president, Rilda Handy, vice- president, Alice Jameton, secretary, Jean- nette Beard, treasurer, 61 Jessie Finkle- stein, News representative. Miss Bowen spoke on advantages of Sfholasfic Maga- Zine. Plans for Senior Meeting are inviting. Prophecy to be read St Senior members will receive diplomas tied in Society's colors, lavender 6: white. EDUCATION Education is onr' of the surest ways of enlighten- ing and gzumy just ways of thinking to our Citizens. -iVashington. 1 want to place a book in the hand of every American child. -Hamilton. One Hundred and Sixty-nine THE BOYS' LITERARY SOCIETY Wiliam ,,.. ........... if .....,.,,,. ,,,., t g f' '6 33 545922 -4 f ' 1 - 3 i sing' 4 . .. .,.f-ik ' I gf I 3,592-' ,' E fi-'bl '. , V . ' ,qeec,,,, . . f ra f .pgs .. If y M-. . 'gi v ni' .fp i ,S H, JQZQCF-4 iqgzxiu I M WN X -'ah ,L ,Q vfai, 9,521 155.1 'f.ggjQ:- cs, 2 45 ify wg? X 4. r Q0 55 Wg ii' .41 ,kv g .. :-5,1-5' urn.: XX - 1' 11.1.12 ' -' ,li , 9, 1 9 75 BL Op Y .Zn , J -'t- - A XX ' fill ' I' I - lf, .- . ev - u ' S f' vw in K9 13 XFN ff N X l fl' I l j ' ' il' ' '- .-'ll 9' . ' aw 'Fl' lo' :Y-:vi-SS' .X PM 'Q' gr ff - Q - J Q, W ' w 'J lad N f QQ - 0 9 -11 4-:-r-.1-1 : ge' U ff' X- 1 wg! ll lllvfl' ' H N ff 1 '. ' :ii 5- ao 0' 72: H40 l C 574 4 V, K Y - - r U , 'W ,ix - N1 5 ? 13f-3! 'E'Q-'fiil ' . C.ill'll'2,-1'-2 :-1?-IEE. 5 -- U - - , ':'-1 ' '23-M .w.:. ,,,-K5-Fufv ' . , 221:52 -L. ., --5: ' ' Q?'?lfl'2. eE2mw4?'Ms-sff..Q?if'....i?---.:?1l-.,..-5-In.fl---:f...l-..-::5-....s'l4:t...-'51, .... ..... .'1.-...-4?-f. ..... f5'5ff5 '3i:..'i'.i..3-:1:.'?:::.fZ XE: ClEKf5y LITE. lqz9xl:kY Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Phil Bergsieker, '32 HE 2:30 Bell had just rung and, after being pushed and knocked around the Locker room till l thought l was a Sardine, l recalled that the Boys' Literary Society was to have a meeting. When l reached the meeting Place, much to my Surprise there were only a few Members outside the Door waiting for the Meeting to start. l walked in quietly and took a front Seat so l wouldn't be noticed 6: shortly afterwards the meeting was started. The Business of the Day was to install the new Officers for the Term. After hunting through the Constitution, Joe Tanaka, the former secretary, gave the Oath to Edward Garstang as president, Melvin Roesberg as treasurer, Howard Williams as secretary, and gave himself the Oath as vice-president. After stumb- ling through this ceremony, the new presi- dent, Edward Garstang, asked the Club to stop doing Homework and pay attention to the new Officers who were each going to make a Speech. It was now about 3:15 and there was quite a disturbance because some Members had to leave to go to Work. fThe Girls' Literary Club had just adjourned., After the lnterrup- tion a Debate was held which was seem- ingly interesting-to the other members --but not so to me. Maybe l'm not edu- cated to it. After the debate there was another Disturbance as more workers had to leave. They seemed to be more indus- trious out of school than in. The next Order of Business was the Reading of the Minutes of the previous Meeting. The new secretary, Howard Williams, was trying to read Joe Tanaka's elegant penmanship: so the Club waited patiently and said little when the president said, Additions or Corrections? Then the president asked for HRemarks for the good of the society. Following this came the call for adjournment. M Y AM BI Tl ON By George Engleke, '33 I love to work with my old tools, - My saw, my plane, my hammer. When I should really be in school With teachers, books, and grammar. Give me a bench and some old tools, And I will work and slaveg But put me in an old schoolhouse, And I simply can't behave. One Hundred and Seventy-one I , E CO-C-H TH .Q,,, r r Y r i i , N CQ- V 4 .4 I I in Yi' A A -v-v :I -ij!! -txt. J ,i .- -'.:. . 'A 4. X i , 1 A A 9 , .4 .,,. 1 . I e 'll fc Q Q y - 7 1 . - - i. fm f .1 ...AA. -..- : .P aw 6 4,51Q,3Q'2f5'3yQ'.Q'QQ,jE K WIN flmfgmymg il 1 655553'i'3f1ifiQiifs-:-- . . 4 l - . f 2 , , . rf Revised Excerpt from lVladison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Dorothy Burmeister, '32 AS on my way out of Building one Wednesday when l chanced to see Groups of fair Damsels making their merry way to room l06. Interested, l followed one group, who chanced to be eating Salted Peanuts in an effort to empty the Bag before the meeting. At the door l beheld a lady whom l recognized as Miss Dickman, Dean of Girls and Sponsor of the Club, 61 the good lady was so amiable that I entered and made myself right at home. l was assigned a seat in the corner, as there were not enough seats to go around, this condition resulting, l learned, because of the many new members admitted this last Term. A The chairman called the' meeting to order promptly, since there was much Business to be undertaken. Various as- signments were made, in the course of which l became exceedingly enlightened concerning some things that had hereto- fore puzzled me. The girls who were ac- customed to standing at the head of the stairs to direct traffic were there, l dis- covered, doing Co-C-Hi duty, and ex- emplifying their creed, Service More- over, these girls are given charge of the locker-rooms, 81 sign in all who enter, while some act as general Scouts. For all of this Service these girls give up their free time, and the school is thereby greatly benefited. Furthermore, each period a young lady is prepared to be in attend- ance in the emergency room, just off l l 3, in case the nurse or the doctor needs aid. Truly, a worthy Cause. Yet this was not all. A number of Co-C-Hi girls give up Study Periods for the purpose of coaching younger girls in difficult Studies. All these various endeavors were checked over, while l listened in amazement at the nicety of organization. Then came the business of this particular Day, Election of officers. The president is usually elected from among the seniorsg the Vice-president from among the lower classmen, 6: the secre- tary and treasurer from among the mem- bers at large. While this' Business was going on, l learned from Miss Dickman that a group of Co-C-l-li members act as freshman sponsors, whose Duty it is to see that freshmen girls become acquainted with the school, and feel at home with the others. Also was informed that it is not Hall work, and no playf' for a Party is given every term for the freshman, and a party every term for the Co-C-Hi girls themselves. l had just come to the Con- clusion that Central High simply cannot get along without the Co-C-I-li, all high- ranl-:ing students, both in character and scholarship, when the results of the elec- tion were announced. The following officers were elected: One Hundred and Seventy-three F TWE N TY O MMITTEE CO THE f.,,!1f llftlll Wiz Miami 'rl IMI! ... - 6 . , . J R.-. a .f'f'l-I2 QELE .43sl s!r,:r Til -.ASQ-IC., THE COMMITTEE OF TWENTY Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Leon Jameton, '32 EDNESDAY was a Day to look. forward to in many Respects: Chile was not only to be served in the lunchroom but the Committee of Twenty was to have its regular Meeting. At the end of School, l had no trouble entering the Meeting Place unobserved, inasmuch as no one had arrived yet, in fact, I was at least fifteen minutes early. Occasionally Groups would gather to determine whether they had Authority enough to call the Meeting to order, but not until the arrival of the vice-president, Hadgicostas, was the apparently simple task undertaken, and the Meeting was in Progress. Soon the vice-president was Reinforced by the arrival of the presi- dent, John Perl, who, with the aid of Canepa, the sergeant-at-arms, secured at- tentiong then Leon Jameton, the secretary, called the Roll and read the minutes. Corrections or Additions, the president announced, fully aware of the dignity of his position. lmmediately, hands of indig- nant Members whose work had not been given due Recognition were raised. They were satisfied only when the secre- tary was swamped with copious Correc- tions. The Members are so anxious to carry out the noble Purpose of the Club that a sergeant-at-arms is necessary to regulate the enthusiasm. Last term Tsenes filled this office, Canepa being treasurer. At the next election, the Members, seeing that a Tiger was needed for the job, reversed their positions. Now that the meeting was under way, l noticed many worried faces among the membersg all were uneasy, but upon the late arrival of the treasurer, a general feeling of Satis- faction was expressed. It seemed that members had been chosen as Tutors in various Subjects for freshmen whose academic endeavors had failed to impress their Teachers, and now the president called for their reports. All stated that they were doing very well 6: the freshmen's grades had improved con- siderably. As hard as it may seem to credit, many were the suggestions given for improve- ment in our school system. l noticed that the meeting was uneasy again: several had gained permission to leave early, for the Co-C-I-li Meeting -in the adjoining room had just adjourned, reminding they members of the passing of time. The Meeting of the Committee of Twenty adjourned, or l went away with many worthy thoughts to cogitate. CO-C-Hl-Continued President-Letha Hughes. Vice-President-Marie Ubelhack. Secretary--Ernestine Frieburghaus. Treasurer-Jeannette Beard. The officers for the preceding term had been as follows: President-Charlotte Robinson. Vice-President-Letha Hughes. Secretary-Jeanne Bagnall. Treasurer-Jeannette Beard. The Election over, the meeting ad- journed, and l wended my way Home- ward, feeling that as long as the Co-C-Hi girls stand at their Posts, all will be well with Central High School. One Hundred and Seventy-fiue X . V R f l . v wh, Xb. K '-Q s Q31 4. ATHENAEUM TI-IE - . , . X221 , Mu plfliliiznuruzin--fs umm . .. ..ff'l-I bl. 3. E. 2 Q ISI ED i L.. Q if IC.: ATI-IENFEUM Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Mildred Treadway, '34 OULD that you knew the agony through which I have passed since l was invited to visit the Athenaeum Club of Central High, which is very decidedly a girls' club. lmagine me, if you can, alone, all, all alone amidst bevies of girls, all with a passion for Speechmaking 6: Debating. l betook myself to a far corner of the room think- ing that in this way l would attract the least attention. No sooner had l seated myself than the president called the meet- ing to order, 6: who do you suppose filled that dignified Chair? None other than the imposing little Janice Thierauf. Were matters not bad enough to begin with for me, but she must make them worse by addressing me? James Madison, quoth she, ul hope you realize that heretofore we have never allowed a Male guest to attend one of our regular Meetingsgn and believe me, l was fully impressed by the solemnity of my Privilege. When curiosity about me had some- what subsided, the meeting began to pro- ceed as usual. Hilda Crofts, secretary, in her quick, snappy manner, read the minutes of the previous meeting. When corrections were called for, even l could not make any, not that l would have if l could. The treasurer's report was called for or the little Lady by the name of Mil- dred Chalmers hopped up 6: clearly spoke. There was no chance of misunder- standinglher. Ml will say no more than this, said she: ul want more money. My Hand instinctively went to my Pocket. There was something very compelling about that Voice. The president appointed three Judges or a Critic for the debate. The subject of the debate was serious although the speeches were not unmixed with humor. After this, l..a Rue Camfield, who, by the way, is the vice-president of the Club, gave the Decision of the three Judges, Bc Charlotte Volk, the News rep- resentative for the Club, left her Seat to give her report as critic. Deliver me from her critical Eye. l thought this would surely end the Meeting, but no! From the other corner of the Room l heard a small Voice requesting the attention of the president. Upon turning my head in that direction, whom should l see but one of my favorite teachers, Miss Thom- ure, whomtl found to be the very efficient sponsor of the Athenaeum. Upon being acknowledged by Janice, she proceeded to add her criticism to that already given by Charlotte. TO EVERY MAN If a man cannot act in all respects as he would wish, he must do what appears best under the circumstances he is in. It is my wish to act right, if I err, the head and not the heart shall with justice be chargeable. --lVashington. One Hundred and Seuenly-seven ASSICAL CLUB CL THE A W e e 635 f 522 IWW 'ZHIZIQIZIIZIZIZIWI WWII ... T rn ' Z QQ? , I 1 X ff I I I , W . W ,I Ii W 1 f'or'f'L.'3i'.v.v 61,1 f ,. ., 'Q n 4 1 4 ' 7 if r 13,1 ,,, . V 2 f 5 'fm-5 I-I Ft.:-ELC: Qfili al....AC,lQ. THE CLASSICAL CLUB Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Omega Cc-urtwright, '32 FTER the dizzying rush of a par- ticularly hard day of school, I went into one of the out-of-the- way rooms to take a Nap. I had just stacked my books around me to keep out prying eyes, when Young People be- gan to come in. l kept my position, be- lieving that they would soon leave. After a while l realized that these were Mem- bers, come for a Club Meeting. There was no escape, so I settled down com- fortably, but gave up all thoughts of Sleep. Having an Eye for Business, l took out my notebook and tabulated the fol- lowing facts: Meeting called to order by Cordula Knoernschild. She had some difficulty in subduing two Members, who were quar- reling over Who Should be First on the Program. Helen Domasch, secretary, called the Roll. Everything went well until Miss Garber jumped up and decisively an- nounced that her name was not Greta Garbo but merely Frieda Garber. The Minutes went smoothly. When the president asked for a treas- urer's report, Elizabeth Hudson sent out an urgent call for money, and Members, looking guilty, reached for their purses. The News Representative, Jeannette Edwards, asked for information to put in the News. She received such suggestions as Tell them how good we are, and they'll all join usf' She sat down in Dis- gust. The Meeting was then turned over to the vice-president, Omega Courtwright. The Program consisted of a quiz-Four Members who described gods, goddesses, or heroes, and asked the Club to identify them. Rose Silistria described Minerva, and Diana was described by lda Perlman. The two Boys in the Club, Joe Brumm and Louis Triefenback, cooperated in de- scribing Hercules and telling his labors. The club clapped vociferously. When the meeting was adjourned, the Clubites trouped out of the door leaving me alone with my Thoughts except for Miss Heltzell, the sponsor, who left soon afterwards. While roaming around a few days later, l found a black book with this inscription in it: Classical Club Jan. to June '32. President, Rowena Overby. Vice-President, Rose Hummel. Secretary, Joe Brumm. Treasurer, Louis Triefenbach. News Representative, Cordula Knoern- schild. FRANKNESS AND TRUTHFULNESS I do not recollect that in the course of my life, I ever forfeited my word or broke a promise made to anyone.-I never say anything of a man that I have the smallest scruples of saying to him. -Washington. One Hundred and Seventy-nine LA CASTILLA XL if sa.. A,- 4 MTE'-E' 1 Revised Excerpt from Ma:lison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Arthur Kulmert. '32 O ONE seemed to notice me as I slipped into a Seat in the rear .' of 306 one Tuesday shortly after School. l had received an Invitation to attend one of the Meetings of La Castilla, and to satisfy my Curiosity, l separated myself from my English-speaking Com- panions and joined these children of Spain. l was impressed by the large Number of Castillians in Attendance and was about to remark on this matter to a charming senorita who sat opposite me when el presidente, who proved to be none other than Senor Newman Littrell, rapped for Order and el secretario, Seiior Arthur Kuhnert called the Roll, and then read the Minutes in Spanish! While I was trying to find out from the charming sefiorita what he had read, l'was surprised to hear a familiar Voice speaking about a familiar Subject in Eng- lish! l glanced up to see dark-eyed Molly Kram exhorting the members to pay their dues. I supposed that she feared her LOS Ay unos ojos de tres colores Que el alma mia hacen Ilorar, Azules son como es el eielo, Verdes son como es Ia marg Hay amos, ojos de tres colores, Que me Cautiuan con su mirar. En este mundo los mds hermosos, Los mds hermosos, los tuyos son. fellow club Members would pretend to misunderstand her if she had spoken to them in the official Language of the Club. Winsome Marie Ubelhack, vice-president, then gave a Report on A day in Old Madrid. After the Club had sung a few Spanish Songs, the meeting was ad- journed, but the enthusiastic Members stood around in Groups and discussed the various Activities of the Club. ln my wanderings from Group to Group, l found that all were loud Ain their praise of Miss Gibney, the club's Sponsor, and that most of them were already looking forward to the Fiesta fwhatever that is, which the Club gives every Term. Since l had other Business to attend to, l, james Madison, did leave to rejoin normal Com- panions. As l left, Seiiorita Gibney handed me a charming little poem from the Spanish, which I have since managed to decipher, and which l shall set down here as a memento. OJ OS Los ojos reuelan siempre, Lo que hay dentro del alma, Los azules mucha calma Los Uerdes mucha ilusion Y los negros, son abismo, Para todo Corazon. One Hundred and Eighty-one R49 .1 'pg 'SDE TX. 1, 4 f 31 SQ. ART APPRECIATION CLUB THE lf! . Q ::xx5xx?u- ft slag an xxx, :H ,rug x A 11:1 I G+ I, Z S' 1 5 2 SHULZ ! E sit are. Q SHE T zzz. 2 Fda 2 22: .U 3.2 Q- 1' E . - I E : e 7 1l1lm' E . . gllNl'.IilI A 'g A x f --I -lnrvwzlrfwm - i 'Q N.fN,. ' , if, Wi 4 I ' s? Q' f A L ' ' ' 9 ' f fe ,fs , Em!!! We A M itll! Gp-.. .A E - ' 9157572-t Y 'E' -- ., 5 Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL HE. meeting of the Art Appreciation Club was called to order by Presi- By Janice Thierauf, '32 as well as Pictures is Art. This week the topic was Washington's Homes. Very dent Marie l-lenke, in room I03 at 2:40 o'clock. Minutes of the previous meeting were then read and approved and Roll was called by Secretary Mildred Chalmers. Old and New Business dis- cussed and voted on, Madame Secretary busily writing, while Treasurer Janice Thierauf asked about Dues and actually threatened something serious if same were not paid soon. My Pocketbook in danger of getting rather thin from handing out dues in so many clubs. Program was next given. This year, the Club, with the help of Miss Olmstead, the sponsor, has chosen to study about the Colonial Period. Each Thursday At Home is devoted to the study of some phase of Colonial Life. interesting. Learned he was interested in more than one Home and all were beauti- ful. Also learned results of Election for next term. Dorothy Katzung, presidentg Joseph I-lossitt, vice-president: Janice Thierauf, secretary: and Mildred Chalm- ers, treasurer. Those two, Mildred Chalm- ers and Janice Thierauf, must have fixed the Election in order to swap offices. Reminded by President of meeting at Art Museum next Thursday. On alternate Thursdays the club takes a trip to City Art Museum. Subject will be parallel to one given here today or maybe it will be on the special exhibit. Will be given by Miss Powell and her assistants and will likely be extremely interesting. - Y: Yi Also those who have the most points,- J IM? A , 6 ' gained by attendance, notebooks, and ser- V' ! f -, Q vice, will receive a prize at the last meet- 5 -' in I ing. Prizes have been gathered by Miss I Olmstead on her trips Abroad. These ' W Q23 f Q Prizes are well worth having, l can assure Q Q 3 you. Which reminds me of the old K5 f.,,. Q --., ,-w,,,,... . Q3 proverb, A thing of beauty is a joy il- '-'lm A young lady squirming in her seat Such topics as Paul Revere, Colonial Kitchens, and Duncan Phyffe Furni- ture are given. We are taught to under- stand and enjoy objects of Art. Have dis- covered that furniture is Art. Furniture over in a corner of the room wanted to speak. fCharlotte Volk, our vice-presi- dent, had to make herself heard., She made a motion for adjournment which carried. One Hundred and Eighty-three THE ORCHESTRA if Q - ff G Am r Mu. gzmliiriuznmiiii i urein .ff'l-IE. 22.3 .du.l'ilCD 34222 THE ORCHESTRA Revised Excerpt from lVladison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL T WAS the first Wednesday of the new term, January-June, l932, and at one forty-five the strains of music faintly drifted through the corridors from the Auditorium. lmmediately l realized it was the first practice session of the Classical Orchestrag so,, politely excusing myself from the Study Hall, l left and quickly made my way downstairs and succeeded in taking a Seat in the rear of the Auditorium with- out the slightest detection by any of the pupils. Mr. Bluthardt was at the Piano, con- stantly sounding the A Key, 6: one by one the instruments drifted into unison, all in tune, so it was now time for practice to start. But just as l was lost in anticipation at the prospect of hearing the Orchestra's first number, the Tuba made another stab at the correct tone of A, and the Clarinet let out another squeak in the same at- tempt. 'It was all started again now by some of the students' believing they still weren't in tune and all the others followed suit in another Session of tuning. This lasted a few minutes until Mr. Bluthardt rapped for order with his Batong so we were now ready for the first number again. This time l was not disappointed and the Orchestra earnestly began practice under Mr. Bluthardt's leadership 61 they started in on a brand-new Piece. Time passed so quickly that in my in- tense interest in the music l did not notice its flight. l had learned previously from lVliss Eimer that this Orchestra, combined with the Band, would furnish the music for the Vvashington Bicentennial Class Play to be presented at the Odeon. So as the prac- tice continued, l was thrilled as l heard the music develop into the beautiful Down South Overture which would be the overture for the Play. All Pleasure must sometime come to an End 6: so was it when the bell rang for the Close of School. l walked out of the Auditorium, thrilled at the results of the Orchestra's progress 8: resolved to spend my future Eighth l-lours on Wed- nesday 6: Friday in the Auditorium in- stead of in the Study l-lall fthat is if l can persuade the Study Teacher to grant my Requestl. By Clarence Siegfried, '33 One Hundred and Eighty-five GLEE CLUBS AND E DULCIMER TH Y 1 r r I .., . v-,. . :A :ff 4 X V R.,- lI..IE 3 Q N 9 Lg 1 f 9 was. is S. as at IWlIllllllllIIIllHlHlllIllllllIllrI'l ' I -, lib mzngsuin-.il .. 9 If sb Y Y Y 691' r I1 ' in A o ... at QL- A ' M4133 L--.1 its ir R -- fllllit Nm , ,. fr 4-,ff,v,. e vr gssuu El il, fi . .. . I I X 'a 3 'Il I ' gl P 5g5 l,7m?l:mri!eafamsmf iz ' Q--53134 55? w I M m X17 A I Revised Excerpt from IVIadison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Virginia Hammerstein, '32 PON hearing an odd Sound issuing from the Auditorium, I hastened to that part of the building, won- dering what had happened. When I peeked through the Door from back stage, however, I found that it was only the Girls of the Dulcimer Club prac- ticing sorne of their Songs. It seemed to me that somewhere I had read that Dulcimer meant sweetness of Sound, Sc wondered whether the Club was named for sweetness of sound or for sweetness of members. After a second Look, I decided that it must have been named for the latter. The first thing to catch my Eye was the Figure of the Honorable George Blut- hardt, in the midst of uttering this Com- pliment to the Members, saying: You're flat. I have decided, after four years these Gentlemen who love to pay Com- pliments. He next undertook to gather a Sex- tette composed of the Officers of the Club: Lillian Billings, president: Lucille Weigle, vice-president: Alene Richardson, secre- taryg Ruth Hassmer, treasurerg Mary Starke, librarian, 6: Virginia Hammer- stein, News representative. The result was so comical that I be- came convulsed with Laughter Gr then- Tragedy! The Door against which I had been leaning burst open 6: catapulted me onto the middle of the Stage. I was never more embarrassed in all my Life, for as I picked myself up, the entire Auditorium filled with Shouts of Laughter. I fled just as Mr. Bluthardt had gained Composure enough to say, Hey, fellow! I wonder if anyone recognized me. I at Central, that IVIr. Bluthardt is one of HOPE NOT! OFFICERS OF BOYS' GLEE. CLUB First Term Second Term President ...,.......t........,,.......... Tom Duffy President t....,...,.,..t..,i.,.,....,., Henry Krey Vice-President ...... .,..,. E dward Canepa Vice-President ..,..t ..,.. A Iexander Efthim Secretary ............ ....., H arvy Aguado Secretary .,...... ...... Harvy Aguado Treasurer .....,...,....,,.......,......,. Albert Rau Treasurer ..............,........,,..... Samuel Starr News Representative ......,.,. Hubert Turner News Representative ........ Joseph Romero Librarian ....,...........,,.., Alexander Efthim Librarian ,.................,........., Cyril I-Iessler I' A if I G I. E E A f .5 Q I I' II' One Hundred and Eighty-seven BAND THE ,M lL: vu ll. Mm Mit - . A-h .47 3' iv fl Wi -e' - Ei-E. m , Revised Excerpt from lVlaclison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Louis Reichenbach, '32 HIS morning my Alarm clock was set one hour fast by mistake Bc be- cause of it l arrived at school at seven twenty-five instead of eight twenty- five. Finding the school practically vacant, l went to my desk on the fourth-floor cor- ridor and began to study. After a short time, l heard a racket of some kind going on in the Auditorium, and upon my ar- rival there, l saw a sight too funny for Words. Joe Baldwin, who evidently had been trying to play on the Tuba, had it around his neck 6: was chasing Stuart Farrell, who was protecting his tiny Flute. Her- man Land, Bill Blanke, and Vincent Cas- telli were sitting in the front row and laughing at the two. When the hubbub had quieted down, Harold Cameron de- cided to give a demonstration of a good Cornet solo on Louis Reichenbaclfs Cor- net. Harold Hale, Jasper De Simone, Max Feldman, and Marcus Alderman soon joined in Sc they all played in sweet Har- mony the old favorite, Pop Goes the Weasel. FIRMNESS X Real firmness is good for euerythingg strut is good for nothzng, --Hamilton. Suddenly a hush fell over the Whole body as Mr. Bluthardt, accompanied by Sol Kaplan and Joe Nixon, arrived in the Auditorium. Soon afterward William Milnes, Ed Robinson, and Clarence Sieg- fried made their appearance. It was about seven forty-five and the boys ascended to the stage ready for practice. Edmond l-lainstock and Kenneth Kurtz arrived be- fore the Roll was called, but George Rob- inson, lVlarion l-lollenback, and Ed lscher had to pay a fine of ten cents for being late. Better late than never, William bells. This Ebbinghaus arrived at eight completed the Band 8: they played sev- eral Selections. After listening to their realized more than ever the truth of the phrase, Let a little boy blow a horn and he will never blow a safe. l think that this band is the outstand- ing one in Central's history. They have played at all football games 8: led the Peace Parade on Armistice Day. They also played at Basketball games and fur- nished the music at the school play, Washington, the Man Who Made Us. practice, l DEFENSE No man should scruple to use arms in defense of freedom. -Washington. One Hundred ana' Eighty-nine 1 1 AN AUTUMN HIKE-THE BIOLOGY CLUB 'QWW'f'f ' QWEQWWIIMW NW4f'WY7 ET Q99 1? 5 I ' ff x gg I Q7 i' K 7 SWA . 1. -L -vf:.1f,- - -.- z i i , ' ,+ , U Revised Excerpt from CENTRAL DIARIES by James Madison CCEPTED invitation to go on Hike with Biology Club. Was informed that object of Club was to obtain all possible Knowledge of nature 61 out- door Life in general. Arrived at desig- nated starting point at unearthly Hour of 8:00 A. M. on a fine October Morning. Other members gathered round and in- formed me that Destination was Monk's Mound, in State of Illinois. Arrived at Mound where excavating was going on. Discovered that skeletons, arrowheads, and other objects of interest, estimated to be several hundred Years old, had been removed the Day before. At description of Skeletons and how they were found, I became gooseHeshy and removed myself to Place where atmos- phere was a Bit more enticing. Then headed for small Museum where all mem- bers signed Names St Birthplaces in huge Ledger. Entered small Room and was confronted by rows and rows of gray gap- ing Skulls. Immediately became covered with gooseflesh again 8: moved to other Case 61 began study of Indian pottery. Became engrossed in Tomahawks and Arrowheads. Imagined myself in midst of wild War dance ready to be scalped, when one Stuart Farrell brought me back to earth by sound Slap on the Back. Picture was taken outside Museum 6: now reposes among Souvenirs. mi we f are Was introduced to vice-president, Joe Nixon, and secretary, Margaret Buhrman. Treasurer, Harold Philipp, did not recog- nize me and tried to extort Dues. Ended by losing white Sweater which Treasurer wore entire day with Temperature well above 80. Climbed to top of large Mound. Found Mortimer Gordon chas- ing poor little Butterfly with monstrous net. Chase terminated with Mildred Treadway's Head in Net. Pains in Region of Stomach announced Lunchtime. Light Repast of I-lot Dogs, Eggs, Pickles, Cookies, Pie, Cake, Apples, Candy, and Marshmallows partaken of by Members. Listened to beloved coun- cilor, Miss Watkins, give short Discourse on history of Mounds. Walked around States Park. Clambered up another Mound. While running down hill, Mildred Treaclway lost Heel which was very in- securely nailed again by one Robert I-lenselmeier. Later both Members suf- fered injured Ankles that swelled to twice normal Size. Missed first car for homeward journey. Spent spare Time atempting to improve disheveled appearance. Caught next car. Returned home after exhilerat- ing exercise rather tired but with contented feeling of hav- ing spent time in worth-while Enterprise. By Charlotte Volk, '33 BUGOL06Y' One Hufvdrxd and Ninety-one MISTRY CLUB THE CHE ?P!1l'll fum 'pl A ' , - . , i ln ul l fn l I l v 4 QREOISIV Revised Excerpt from Madison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Joseph Tanaka, '33 H hewln l thought as l stepped into the laboratory of room l07, what an odor that is! There, to my sur- prise, was my old friend, Leon Jameton, conducting a class. After a hearty greet- ing l soon found, however, that l had erred in my surmise, for this was not a class, but a regular meeting of the Chern- istry Club with Mr. Leon ,Iameton as its president. There at the desk, busily tak- ing down the minutes, was Joseph Tanaka, another old acquaintance. The others l did not know, but, as the meet- ing proceeded, I soon became acquainted with them. As this was the last meeting of the club, election of officers was taking place. Mr. Harold Siemson, the vice- president, was tallying the votes for next term oflicers. l think it would be fitting for me to say that Mr. Edward Garstang, the ex-News representative, was elected president, Miss Rilcla Handy, vice-presi- dent, lVlr. Adolph Cohen, secretary, and little Florence Rabanovitz, News repre- sentative. Then the regular business of the day was undertaken, the discussion of the club's last Trip. For I found that the club visited various industrial organiza- tions every other Tuesday and that the Tuesday after each trip is used for dis- cussing in detail the plant visited. This l found to be very interesting indeed. Some of the places the Club enjoyed visit- ing were the Federated Non-Ferrous Metal Works, the St. Louis Dairy, the Proctor and Gamble Soap Company, and Gradwohl's Biological Laboratories. Mr. Wilson, whom I found to be a very cap- able sponsor, Was the teacher of the Chemistry classes during school hours. After the meeting adjourned, l had a chat with lVlr. Jameton and Mr. Garstang and found that many interesting Programs are planned for l932. l am sure that any scientific-minded student will benefit by this organization's plans. ln conclusion, while leaving the labora- tory behind, l whispered something in Leon's ear. I-le smiled in an amiable manner and replied, The qualifications for this club are simple and not so diffi- cult as you think, for the only require- ment for membership is a genuine interest in chemistry or related subjects. One Hundred and Ninety-three THE ATHLETIC COUNCIL t - C fair, X A 1 xg, ., IIIWII .r1 l-lhg FIELID .arsnz a.l...4o.C.K.. AERONAUTICAL CLUB Revised Excerpt from MacIison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL 1 By Hugo Mueller, '32 NE Friday I was attracted to Port- able 2 by the Sounds of a hot Argument. Upon investigation, I found a Meeting Cif you would call It thatj in progress. The discussion was in Terms that I could not understand and Parliamentary Procedure had been aban- doned. The president, I'Iugo Mueller, was help- less in the Face of convincing and wither- ing Arguments by Stanley Dampier, Morris Weiss, and others. In the Back- ground sat Mr. Pinkus with a Twinkle in his eye fas if It were a huge Joke, but ready with a most valuable and timely Remark if called upon to speak. Yet I was unable to understand the Meaning of this most heated Debate. Words such as AiIeron, fuselage, Hempenagef' prop, stunts, glider, uglide ratio Bc Others equally bewil- dering fell on my unaccustomed Ear. Nothing in my wide Experience at Central could give Me a clue to the Meaning of this technical Dialect. Finally, the discussion came to a Cli- max, a Vote was taken, and I saw a Look of triumph pass over the Faces of Stanley Dampier and his Allies. Then the meet- ing came to an abrupt Close. Still I was unenlightened as to the Sub- ject of all that I had seen. Timidly, I approached a departing Member 8: asked him what sort of Meeting I had witnessed. Don't you know? he asked with a touch of Scorn in his Voice. I very bashfully admitted that I had no Idea whatsoever. That was a Meeting of the Aeronau- tical Club 81 we have decided to buy a Glider! And they did buy the Glider. Now they are engaged in its Recon- struction and Repair. It is what is known as a secondary Glider and will carry a Man. The Club is without a Sponsor at the present Time, Mr. Pinkus, unfortunately, having been transferred from Central High to McKinley. Incidentally, I am attending all of the Meetings of this Club in order to learn more about their Subject and also to gain a technical aeronautical Vocabulary. THE ATHLETIC COUNCIL Revised Excerpt from lVIacIison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By James Prosser, '32 UST as I stepped into Room lO8, I heard President James Prosser call the Athletic Council meeting to order. As I listened to the reading of the min- utes by Mr. Friedli, the secretary, and coach of basketball, I was amazed to notice six older members and was told that they were faculty representatives. I observed also an equal number of student representatives. I was further informed that Mr. Douglass 6: Mr. Weir were ex- ofhcio members. A very excellent Idea, I thought to myself. Also was told by Vernon Arms that One Hundred and Ninety-five Qi. f 7 f Illelll 'fl'f5IWIZlIfl2lzlwl Will lil C , 7 ' :C ,,f J Kg' E REQ I W ' 9 . . f' Af., . , I' 0 f r A., I f f - 5 f V V 'Z rrf fi ,.. - I 142 .'.. i'.lf .1 A iw' -- W ' nl 1 4 ' 4 'fa Zac' , I A ' 'nw-ff .ff'l-Ili. iii Q32 34221 the student members are nominated by the Athletic Council, or elected by the Athletic Association, a group to which every Central boy belongs. Those elected to the council remain in power until grad- uation or until they are ineligible for any sport. ln this way the work of the Council goes on from term to term Without the interruption of frequent elections. Faculty members are appointed by Mr. Douglass. I had really come to the club with the intention of joining but soon realized that membership in this select group is granted to only a few. l decided to remain to the end of the meeting, however, as this was perhaps the last chance l should ever get to attend a Council Meeting. The football budget was the first order of business taken up by the Council. As Mr. Bailey, the football coach, read the budget, l noticed Mr. Kittlaus, custodian of athletic goods, stir uneasily in his Chair. Also overheard Mr. Christenson, the treas- urer, reminding Mr. Neuman, baseball 6: tennis coach, of the business depres- sion. Perhaps lVlr. Neuman hadn't heard of it. l observed that he looked very prosperous. Saw Edward McCarthy nudge Pete Kelemen knowingly as Mr. Kittlaus pre- sented his objections to the budget. Mr. Miller, track coach, also joined in the argument. Council finally decided on Budget as members sat back with a sigh of relief, glad to have that ordeal over. The sale of football tickets was next to be discussed, silent Tom Powers declar- ing that the tickets should be sold by the Athletes, but quickly silenced by Vice- President David Nax, who favored the sale of tickets through the advisory groups. l-le argued that this plan would bring about competition between the groups. Council decided to adopt the plan of Mr. Nax to sell football tickets through the various advisory groups and to award a special button to each pupil for every ticket he or she should buy or sell. Heard Mr. Miller tell the student mem- bers of the Council to put the sale of tickets over the top in spite of everything, or noticed that he received a hearty Aye, aye. Meeting adjourned. THE GYM CLUB Revised Excerpt from lVladison's DIARIES OF CENTRAL By Elmer Gloer, '32 ECIDED today to visit what is known as the Gym Club of Cen- tral. Having made known my ln- tention, l was duly surprised to hear on all sides of me enthusiastic Responses. A few well-directed Questions possessed me with the Knowledge that the Gym Club had been one of Central's most active Clubs until last Year. Furthermore, One Hundred and Ninety-six I discovered that lnterest has been revived by one Mr. Jones, who is, by the way, a recent Addition to Central's Faculty and who diligently gathered together the old Members. This being Wednesday, and one of the regular meeting Days fthe Other is Thursdayl, I repaired to the Gymnasium to glean further Particulars. Was surprised to learn that, although in N f g ww fw f 5 ' ww' Q 5 Z' 1 H , xw W W N Y Z --g m N - 4 X we M TH X MW x ff A X X 'Zn ,,,' Wy kb WM . , KI, 5 X N ,- it N pw,m... X, Q W S xX ' ' Yi Y , x, , ..- . N.. J GMM Ex J Q S ,f ,r X X.. W ' X07 f.l'E, :.m.: W X X' 1 W W ,. W' -T - Q f ,Srl 1: 1 5-'ti'?'1 ATMMILTHCS CLUB TENNIS THE X 1 K 5. xx 2 C. i w ff' Cx JDM A I E lin-I A 'W in 'C - W Y, W -1- J fi'. rem T Z? - 6111 all .ff'l-IE. Gperation only since the middle of last November, ,the Membership of the Club has reached thirty-four. Met Mr. Jones, a very happy little man, who told me that he has secured the Services of Gene Dzierwa, a very able young Central Stu- dent, who acts as lnstructor. One of the members informed me, as he rested, that one can always find a Group of boys in the Gym, where Gene demonstrates the various Stunts, 8: the Others try to imi- tate him. At present, he told me, the Boys are practicing for an Exhibition, which requires conscientious 81 earnest ef- fort, especially for the new and untrained Members. l watched them for some Time, fascinated in spite of myself, and l came to the Conclusion that it is not without many Bruises and sore Muscles that the boys are slowly acquiring the Proficiency necessary to hold up the high standards which the Gym Club held in the Past. My Faith in the'Conclusion was strengthened when, in the privacy of my Dressing-room, le attempted to carry out some of the Antics which those Boys exe- cuted with such Ease. There is perhaps no Club in School which gives more in Return to its Mem- bers for their labor than the Gym Club. Any boy who applies himself conscien- tiously to the Work will have, when he leaves School, a Physique which will stand by him through the Years. l thought this out as I ploddecl wearily homeward, quite worn out by watching the Exertions of those active Boys, but proud of them, nevertheless. TENNIS By J im Prosser ENTRAL fared better than usual in the tennis world this year. When Mr. Neumann made a call for can- didates this fall, he was met by a hearty response. About twenty-nine of the boys made their appearance, including three lettermen from last year's team: ,lim Prosser, singles, Oscar Feldman and Red Garden, doubles. Usually the coach selects the players according to the results of the school tournament. This year, however, Mr. Neumann placed the boys in positions where he thought they were most likely to Win. Mr. Neumann selected the following team: Julius Offstein ........,.............. First Singles jim Prosser .......,... .... S econd Singles Herbert Goetz ...,.,..,..,..,...... Third Singles Garden and Feldman ....... Doubles Team Pierce, Kelly, and Yourtee ,....... Alternates Central drew as her first opponent Sol- dan, who was favored to win, Soldan having taken three of four matches. The Central victory was scored by the doubles team, Oscar Feldman and Red Garden. Then inclement weather set in and all tennis matches had to be postponed. When the tournament was resumed, Cen- tral was slated to play Beaumont, Roose- velt, and Cleveland in the order named. Central turned .back Beaumont by tak- ing three matches out of four. Offstein lost to Schuette, Prosser defeated Vocke, Goetz defeated Hoffman, and Garden and Feldman defeated Lindemann and Schultzke. The following day Central took one match from Roosevelt, Garden and Feldman, the steady dependables, again winning their doubles encounter in fine style. One Hundred and Ninety-nine AM TBALL TE O FO THE r - . , . . ki- .H C -Wu S. nc J 0 , fi 1 a men ,QM , , 1 ' , .. . V WH .ff'l-lhl.. iii mimi ln the last day's play Cen- tral broke even with Cleve- land, Jim Prosser suprising everyone, including himself, by scoring an easy victory over Wamse'r of Cleveland, who had previously been undefeated, and thus aug- menting the splendid victory of Feldman and Garden in doubles. These Central vic- tories practically clinched the championship for Soldan as Cleveland was its nearest rival. Elliott Levin of Soldan won the individual singles honors as he won all his matches. The doubles honors went to Red Garden and Oscar Feld- man of Central, who never lost a match during the tourney, and but one set. ZL...QZlC.p Their excellent teamwork and steadiness enabled Cen- tral to gain as many victories in one season as in three previous seasons put to- gether. They should be con- gratulated on their fine play. Goetz and Offstein did well considering it was their first year in school competition, Goetz winning one match. The Soldan team won the championship for the third year in succession, Cleveland -being the runner-up. Red Garden and Julius Offstein will be the only lettermen return- ing next year but they should form a good nucleus for a new team. The final standings of the schools are as follows: - FINAL STANDINGS . , Team Won Lost Soldan , . .... ,,,,, I 2 4 Cleveland . ,... ,,,,, I 0 6 Roosevelt ..,. ,.,,, 9 7 Team Won ' Lost Central .,...., 7 9 Beaumont .... .,. 2 l 4 FOOTBALL-I 931 By Jim Hadgicostas, '32 VER seventy aspiring boys an- swered Coach Bailey's call for football candidates early in Sep- tember. Out of this squad there were four lettermen and five numeral men from the I930 season. After a few weeks of hard training, with the assistance of Mr. Markland, Coach Bailey chose a starting eleven for the opening game of the season with the strong St. Charles eleven. This game, played on Friday night, September 25, at St. Charles, was closely contested, ending in a 7-7 tie. Marik, Central's star fullback, scored all of Cen- tral's points during the last quarter, and Captain Jouret played a stellar game at center. The next game, played at Taylor Field, on October 3, was with the Prin- cipia Junior College eleven. Central out- played Principia throughout the game, winning by a 6-0 score on Baggie lVlarik's touchdown. Central's last practice game was with the powerful and experienced Normandy team. This game resulted in a 26-0 vic- tory for Normandy, which later became co-leaders of the county league. On Saturday, October 24, the Public Two Hundred and One 'N -rf-, ,ff THE BASEBALL TEAM-1932 - . . - , , li . JZ A raw !rhilrnuuumuiF5i i nraii , Z z : sean: Aiwa a.x.....o.c,i4.. School schedule started, Central and Sol- dan playing the opening game. The game was closely fought, Soldan winning by a score of 2-0, on a safety. Central was within five yards of a touchdown in the last quarter of play, but could not score. The following Saturday Central played Cleveland. Central led at the half by a 7-0 score, Captain ,Iouret scoring a touch- down on a blocked kick, and also account- ing for the extra point on a drop kick. However, Clevelandis powerful and heavier team overpowered Central's lighter eleven in the second half, winning by the score of 26-7. Central's next league game was with Beaumont. The game was fast and inter- esting, Central winning by a 6-0 score on Newsom's touchdown. Central played its last league game on November I4, winning from Roosevelt by a I-0 score on a forfeit. Central finished the season in a tie for second place with Cleveland and Roosevelt. Captain Jouret was named as a guard on the all-star eleven, and Marik, Kelemen, Wright, and Newsom received honorable mention. The following men received letters: William Hanson and Donald l-luey, ends: Nat Bierman and Pete Kelemen, tackles: Thomas Powers and John Kuich, guards, Captain Julius Jouret, centerg Carl New- som, quarterback: Clem Wright and Ralph Dorsey, halfbacksg and Clifford Marik, fullback. Those who received football numerals were as follows: Lucian Hartmann and Richard Warner, ends, Edward Canepa and Oliver Lutteke, tacklesg Arthur Brosius and Russell Potter, guardsg Ed- ward Wilson, center: Alex Efthirn, quar- terback, and Harry Fine, Joseph Saclow- ski, and Robert Blumberg, halfbacks. Clem Wright, Ralph Dorsey, l-larry Fine, Joe Sadowski, Alex Efthim, Ed Wil- son, Arthur Brosius, and Russell Potter are expected to return for the I932 season. Results of Central's Football Cuames for I93I: Central Opponents Central 7 St. Charles 7 Central 6 Principia Junior College 0 Central 0 Normandy 26 Central 0 Soldan 2 Central 7 Cleveland 26 Central 6 Beaumont 0 Central I Roosevelt 0 fforfeitl BASEBALL RESUME OF THE l93I SEASON By Angelo Tsenes, '32 Since the RED AND BLACK was published last year before the baseball season was over, we have included ,in this write-up the scores of last year's games and the names of the lettermen. Scores: Central 7 University City 3 Central I5 Soldan I7 Central 2 Webster I Central 9 McBride I5 Central I6 Cleveland I8 Central 3 Normandy 7 Central 8 C. B. C. 5 Central 8 Cleveland I2 Central 8 Concordia Central 4 Beaumont I I Seminary I2 Central 4 Roosevelt B Central 3 Beaumont 2 Central I0 Soldan I I Central 4 Roosevelt I Central McBride IZ 4 Central finished the league season in fourth place. Roosevelt won the title. The players on last year's team who were awarded letters were the following: Pete Keleman, captain, Mike Bono, Edward Long, Cliiord Marik, james Prosser, joe Sadowski, Alex Schnurman, Don Short and Charles Sears. BASEBALL l932 With the close of the basketball season early in March the sport spotlight was then turned to baseball and track. Central High began its baseball practice early in March under the guidance of our new baseball coach, Bradburn. The squad has been divided into three teams, the first, the second, and the freshman team and games for each have been scheduled. The boys who compose Central's first squad are Tonsi. Sadowski, Long, Biasi, Straith, Lynch, Lumar, Sieminski, Machens, Cigno, Hug, johnson, Dueker, Schnurman, Wolfsberger and Young. Central's league schedule is as follows: April Z McKinley vs, Central April B. Beaumont vs. Central April I6 Soldan vs. Central April I9 Roosevelt vs. Central April 23 Cleveland vs. Central April 30 McKinley vs. Central May 6 Beaumont vs. Central May I4 Soldan vs. Central May I7 Roosevelt vs. Central May 20 Cleveland vs. Central Although the season has just begun we are conhdent that Coach Bradburn will succeed in developing a winning team for our school. Two Hundred and Three THE TRACK TEAM - . . . . W , j mu Wlilifnuziuzliiiiii ' welll .ff'l'--I bg 2. Z Z 2 I? Z Z L.. .Q C, IQ.. TRACK By Leon Jameton, '32 HE track showing during the l93I season for Central was not very good. Many reported at the call for track some time in March, but by the time the season was well under way, there were only about twenty boys that were regular in practice. Baseball coming at the same time seemed to attract more boys and consequently made a better showing. The famous midget team of last year had now grown into junior propor- tions, and with not many new ones report- ing, the midgets did not do very well. Our coach, lVlr. Bailey, assisted by Mr. Conant and Mr. Markland, succeeded in making those tracksters that did show up efficient enough to win some dual meets. Our first dual meet was against Beau- mont, where we lost, mainly due to the inexperience of our team: but, as the sea- son progressed, our small team, continu- ally working diligently, gradually im- proved. ln a dual meet with Soldan, Central lost by a score of 59-36: later the senior division lost to St. Louis Uni- versity. ln most of the meets the junior and senior divisions were stronger than the midgets. Several athletes were en- tered in the tryout of the district, but only Smith, a junior pole vaulter, was able to place, thus making himself eligible for the district meet, where he took first. l-le was the outstanding member of the track team. By the time of the lnterscholastic Track and Field meet, May 22, Central had passed through the preliminaries about a dozen athletes who, with the ex- ception of the midget division, were more successful in accumulating points than were the junior and senior divisions of last year. ln the interscholastic meet Central came out fifth with sixteen points. Roose- velt, the winner, accumulated one hun- dred and fifty-one points. The senior division got five points, two of them com- ing by Oppliger, who made third in the 220-yard low hurdles, two more by the relay team, which made thirdg and one by Sneed, who made fourth in the broad jump. The junior division, succeeding better than the rest, accumulated ten points. As was expected, Smith got first in the pole vault, netting five points. We got three more points by Buchner, who came in second in the 880-yard race. The other two points were made by Garden, in the shot-put, and Jameton, in the 440-yard dash. The midget division got one point by Tudor's getting fourth in the high jump. ln training from the middle of March to the lnterscholastic Meet, a team of about fifteen conscientious athletes col- lected sixteen hard-earned points. Al- though this was the lowest number of points scored by any of the contenders, it at least was higher than was expected, Central being a small school with inade- quate track facilities. Most of those who scored points will be back next season and with as much effort put in next year as last, Central will not have to be content with last place in l932. Two Hundred and Five TEAM LL TBA KE THE BAS A c - . .ff a wait s ? V Hvifiill 'Q z f 'ff ., -6 nl If fig , . inizi VARSITY BASKETBALL By Angelo ITI-I the close of the football campaign the attention of our athletes Was then turned to bas- ketball. Among those who answered Coach Friedli's call for candidates were two lettermen, William Mitchell and Morris Ciarden. After a few weeks of practice Central opened the cage season with a practice game against the Wellston quintet which Central won by a I2-7 score. Cautious playing by both teams predominated dur- ing this game, the result being a low score. fiThe opening of the league season on Friday, December ll, found Central op- posing the Roosevelt quintet. Our boys, suffering from a case of stage fright, lost this game by a score of 2 l -8. On the following Friday, Central met the Soldan team, losing by a 23-I 3 count. Henry Krey, Central forward, played a brilliant offensive game, scoring 9 of our team's I3 points. The next game played by our boys was a practice game with Webster. This game, which was marked by speedy of- fensive playing throughout, resulted in a 32-22 victory for Webster. Morris Red Garden played a fine offensive game, accounting for I2 of our points. The next two games played by our boys were non-league encounters also. Our team lost both of these games by big scores. In the first of these games McBride displayed a powerful attack in defeating our players by a 33-l5 score. The other of these two games was lost to Principia junior College. This defeat was due to the erratic playing by our Tsenes, '3 2 team rather than to the strength of our op- ponents. The final score of this game was 35-l6. On Friday, January l5, Central re- sumed league play in a thrilling game with the Cleveland five. Our boys played a great game only to lose by one point. The final score was 26-25. Dorsey, Ciar- den, and Mitchell, starred for Central in this game. On the following Friday Central played the league-leading Beaumont five. Their powerful offense was too much for the -Central quintet, Beaumont emerging vic- torious by a score of 28-19. The following Friday marked the be- ginning of the second round of play in the St. Louis High School League. It also marked the turning point for our team. ln their first game in this second round, Central avenged an early season defeat by winning from Roosevelt by a I4-l3 count. This victory was Central's first victory over Roosevelt in six years. The next game played by our boys saw them avenge another defeat when they disposed of the Soldan team by a 20-I 7 score. This was also Central's first victory over Soldan in six years. Alex Schnurmann, who had been ineligible dur- ing the first round of play, led our boys to victory in this game. The next' two games played by our team were both practice games. The first of these resulted in a 21-20 defeat for the Central five. Our boys held a nice lead until late in the third quarter when the Ferguson team came from behind to even things up. At the end of the fourth quarter the game was tied 20-20. ln the Two Hundred and Seven I . W ' f 3 I M - 'JW 'M f f , CT A ' ' 'f f V X., - mow 'Wil d ,, . .ff'l-lE.'. FZELE Qlili il....Q.2IQ.. extra period both teams were scoreless until only a few seconds remained. Then a Ferguson player was awarded two free throws on a Central foul. He missed the first attempt but the second throw went in, Ferguson winning the game by a 2 I -20 margin. The next game played by Central was lost to St. Louis University High by a 23-I 7 margin. Central then resumed league play in a game with Cleveland. Our team held a 5-point lead at the half but was unable to hold it, losing by a 25-l9 score. Allan Hug, guard, and Henry Krey, who was shifted to center, performed well for Cen- tral in this game. Our team then played its second en- counter with Principia. They played a bang-up game in the second half but Prin- cipia had secured a lead at the end of the first half which was too big to over- come. The final score was 29-21. Central then ended its league season in a hard-fought game with the undefeated Beaumont five. Our boys came within a hair's breadth of spoiling this enviable record, but a late spurt by Beaumont gave them their margin of victory. Allan Hug and Red Garden played in fine fashion for Central. Coach Friedli then entered his players in the St. Louis District tournament. Our opponent in the first round of play was the Christian Brothers College quintet. Our boys were off form in this game and the C. B. C. cagers won by a 20-8 score. Allan Hug was the only Central player to show up Well for our team. He scored 5 of the 8 points and played a good defensive game as well. A Two Hundred and Eight The boys who composed the Central High varsity squad, reading from left to right on the picture are fbottom row, jouret, Pfannebecker, Dorsey, Schnur- man, Garden, Johnson, Mitchell: Qtop rowl Tsenes fmanagerj, Silk, Coach Friedli, Hug, Coach Bradburn, Krey, Rip- petoe, Hassemer fassistant managerj. It might be interesting to mention that our team had two players among the ten leading scorers in the high-school league. They were Morris Red Garden and Henry Krey. A summary of the games played and the scores is as follows: Dec. Central I2-Wellston 7 Dec. Central 8--Roosevelt 20 Dec. fentral l 3-Soldan 23 Dec. Central 22-Webster 32 Jan. Central I5-McBride 33 Jan. Central I6-Principia C. 35 Jan. Central 25-Cleveland 26 Jan. 22-Central I9-Beaumont 28 Jan. 29-Central I4-Roosevelt I3 Feb. Central 20-Soldan l 7 Feb. 9-Central 2l-Ferguson 22 Feb. -Central I7-St. Louis U. H. 23 Feb. Central l9-Cleveland 25 Feb. 24--Central 2 I-Principia C. 29 Feb. -Central I6-Beaumont I8 Mar. 7-Central 8-C. B. C. 20 We all join in congratulating these boys for their efforts and the sportsman- ship they displayed. We also extend our congratulations to Coaches Friedli and Bradburn, who were untiring in their efforts to develop a good team. CENTRAL RESERVES The Central Reserves played two games also. They lost to McBride Re- serves by a 30-l 0 score but they defeated the Beaumont reserves 27-24. ABC BASKETBALL By Angelo Tsenes, '32 SIDE from our varsity team, three other basketball teams, known as the A, B, and C teams were organ- ized by Coach Frieclli with a complete schedule for each of these teams. The California system of classification, which rates players according to their age, height, weight, and term in school, was used in organizing these teams. The results obtained by' the use of thfs plan were highly gratifying and undoubt- edly it will be used next season. This system has enabled about twenty-five more boys to learn the game than in previous years when only two teams were organized. These teams, besides giving more boys a chance to participate in this sport, will undoubtedly prove to be a source of material for our varsity team. The results of the games of the ABC teams are as follows: A TEAM TOP ROW The. A team played some good games, LOWER ROW defeating some very strong A teams, such as the Ferguson A team, and the Beau- -- Coach Friedli mont A team. They were undefeated in Racowsky Huettner the four games they played. The scores B k of their games were as follows: Altman OC Central A I6-Ranl-:en I4 Schukar ' Hale Central A so-Beaumont A I0 M Coach Bradburn Central A 32-Ferguson A 21 osescu Central A 28- lVlcKinley 24 Two Hundred and Nine 1 ml MEMBERS OF B TEAM TOP ROW Coach Bradburn King Yourtee Coblenz Coach Friedli LOWER ROW Huettner Kern Wright MEMBERS OF C TEAM TOP ROW Oestreich Derfeld Tudor Owens LOWER ROW Coach Friedli Bunn Knopf Coach Bradburn SCORES OF B AND C TEAMS B TEAM C TEAM Central B 8-Principia B I6 Central Principia C I3 Central B I0-McBride B 31 Central 5--McBride C I9 Central B 9-Cleveland B 32 Central 8--Cleveland C I6 Central B I2-McKinley Z4 Central 6-Clayton C 24 Central B 6-U. City B 32 Central --U. 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STATKDJG.AJk By Ida ELLO, everybody! How are the fans this fair day? This is the Girls' Athletic Association sports reporter, coming to you over station G. A. A. at Central High. We broadcast over a frequency of one gym suit, two golf clubs, one swimming suit, one baseball, two tennis rackets, one hockey stick, one volley ball, and a large group of healthy, happy girls. l. J. ov A - . EMM. l..et's see what is on the program for today. This is Monday? Ah yes, baseball! And have we got some baseball! Much to the amazement of everyone, includ- ing your announcer, the school champion- ship has slipped through the hands of the seniors. Yes sir, the lowly freshmen de- feated the mighty seniors by the score of five to two. Fancy that! Ruth Hasse- mer's senior team, after defeating the sevens, sixes, and fives, dropped to its doom when facing the freshmen. lrene .1 JN BROADCASUNG Bischoff Kilian, Ruth Hassemer, and Virginia Nagel were stars on the defeated team. Florence Reclmonc!'s freshmen team cle- feated the twos, threes, fours, and became school champions by thrashing the seniors. Talk about Babe Ruth-Florence Recl- mond, Alene Corwin, and Fern McCon- nell are 807729 Babes. Don't think they aren't. They just help walk away with the school title, that's all. Well, l see we also have a volley ball -broadcast for to- day, but we must sign off right now. Be back on the air at three o'clock. Hope you're listening. Here we are. G. A. A. with our volley ball game. Volley ball is played by the lower classmen. Janey Beadles's team Q if -iw A 3 1.y-.ry , . .f..,y .rf Z.. 2.3, I .V Q of threes came out on top by defeating all the other teamsg that is, the ones, twos, and fours. l'll tell you these lower class- men certainly show prospects of becoming the greatest athletes Central has ever . nown. Two Hundred and Thirteen re m -if VJ 6? S Th TEAM BALL SE BA A. E EN G. A. Eights 3 H F iues va C m 'D m VJ Q1 -E H 5 N if ,JL - . ,, -- Ilf lll ffglgafllililillfl Well! .ff'l--IEL. lzlii QTSIFW fil .fXC2'T-l4,. Talk about pep and weaker sex! The girls in the good old days probably my Q . 5... didrft have as much pep as our girls now, but then they were the weaker sex. That's a laugh today. These Central High girls aren't weak by any means. No, far from it. Imagine Dolly Madison in her long, full, stiff skirts playing baseball. Picture Betsy Ross in golf togs! My good- ness, I must sign off. Can't run over time you know. Be sure to tune in at station G. A. A. at this time tomorrow. We'll have a play-by-play hockey game from Fairgrounds Park. Well, goodbye, see you tomorrow. G. A. A. back on the air again. This is Tuesday and here we are out at Fair- grounds Park. Sorry we were late getting on the air, for the game is nearly over. Elizabeth Glauser's sevens team is defeat- ing lda Bischoff's eights team. Bischoff has had some bad breaks with four brand new players and the score stands three to one, favor Glauserg they're resuming play now, so let's go. Bischoff and Glau- ser, 'ray! Glauser hits the ball. Weigle stops it, back to Bischoff. Bischoff to Pemberton, back and forthg over to the wingg Crandell dribbles, then shoots out again to Pemberton. Pemberton to Bisch- off, back and forthg over and over. Watch out for Finklestein! Keep that ball! Again to Pemberton, then to Bischoff. ln the circle. A shot for goal. Marlen stops it and shoots out. Dierberger gets itg over to Bischoff and-shoot! 'ray, a goal, a goal! That makes the score three to two, favor Glauser. What's that noise? Oh, shucks, it's the whistle. Too bad, the game is over. Elizabeth Glauser's team wins. Good work, sevens! More power to you. My, it's getting late, and we must get back to school. Bye, bye everyone. See you tomorrow. V' -exits. . M ,.- Z S-Q T Back on the air for G. A. A. Here it is Wednesday, the middle of the Week, and we're going to talk golf. Yes sir, golf such as Bobby Jones plays. We're sit- ting, comfortable, out here at the Forest Park golf links waiting for the game to start. This is the finish of the Central High golf tournament. The entrants were Lucille Weigle, Ida Bischoff, and Elizabeth Glau- ser. They are playing for the one, two, three positions as winners. All other golf entrants have been defeated. Play is be- ginning now. Weigle is driving. Sh-All Two Hundred and Fifteen A S 5 H DH Q J! Q O 531 l f.. J: -9 LU m JI E-1 3 EUEHS S he T C hampions- 99 Jr u O I - 'E as Q3 H N N. cs -Q m Qi 2 O fb fr 'E 5 H N- -N O O wi ' Z ' ii in fl C A MW Mm wlinmwniiii umm -ff'l-'I E. i. 1 2 Q I? i 3 L.. 2 Cf IL, drives were pretty. We cannot broadcast all the plays because silence is required in golf. We'll just add plays now and then, so you can tell how the game is going. You listen for the drives. Now--are you listening? First hole is reached and the score stands: Glauser five, Bischoff four, and Weigle seven. Sh-no noise, please. Well, now we're on the fifth hole and Glauser holds the lead with twenty-nine. This is some game. Sorry we have to be so quiet and cannot shout as we did at the hockey game. Sh--, This is the ninth and last hole. Glauser is driving. Perfect! These three girls certainly have excellent form on their drives. Now we're on the green and Bischoff is putting. Good shot: right in the cup! Well, that finishes the game. Let's see who won. There's such a crowd out here we can't see the scores. l believe Glauser is first. Yes, Elizabeth Glauser, fifty-six, Lucille Weigle, sixty- two, and Ida Bischoff, sixty-four. Good game, girls. Like to see you become world's champions some day. My, how time does Hy. We have to rush back to our Alma Mater and prepare for tomor- row's broadcast of tennis. S'long! i C. . i E E 3 L E 1 Here it is Thursday. Tennis day for Cr. A. A. Little bit of poetry, eh, what? Well, l suppose the second Helen Wills Moody will be Jessie Finklestein, from our own Central. Yes sir, no one in Cen- tral High is able to defeat her. Not even Leona Abramovitz, who is the runner-up. . JQ, g STN JP With those back handsand those aces put over. Oh, my, my, it is unexplainable. You really should watch our G. A. A. girls play tennis at the Fairgrounds Park. Miss Moody or Bill Tilden never played iwith more sincerity or determination. Don't think they did. The losers are al- ways good sports and there is no rivalry. Well, l guess l had better quit this racket. CI say racket You know l have the tennis spirit.j Really, folks, I must sign off: but before l go, l want to remind you to turn your dials to G. A. A. station tomorrow. You are going to hear all about our swimming and diving mer- maids. See you tomorrow. Well, we have reached the fish day: that is, Friday. Speaking of fish, Friday is also the day for our mermaids to go to the Y. W. C. A. and swim. No, we haven't real fish but girls who live in the water, as any mermaid would do. If you are behind in your swimming, go to the ' Two Hundred ana' Seventeen th LIS FI B I F9 CI QC 5 E 2, I 'E 3 Q: ui O Q E we U E 5 O 3 5 m O Q4-N. M54 -E 'so E935 .Pm 'gE ESU E552 Q53 3,352 Es mgi as QQQ 'EQQ Q' RQ: EEK: SE Q fc Q Q gi, zz, -D fe? Q .2 L B E fs 3 .C 5 O QS 2 .9 E -Q C A C , X . , J , . MEN. lWlZl2I5IIZIZIZI Q! Zlmll e d' Y and watch--what's her name? Oh, yes-lda Bischoff-demonstrate the Aus- tralian crawl fshe would, or Ruth Ecoff, the side stroke. Central's fish certainly know their strokes. Yes, sir! We have also added two more life-savers to our it is. Do you know who won the loving cups, Central High H 's, Missouri let- ters, and chevrons? No? I thought not. l'm going to tell you. list. Tillie Balch and Elizabeth Hudson .. will save your life if you start to drown. 'Q V 'nf' if NX 'QE . 5 ' K xnxx' K it 1 71,2 5 L ' F , ,ta . . , 9,-if r g swf' 1 l , ff 5 'le-P -f ii' CUPS Ida Bischoff .......,........ 2390 L .. Ruth I-lassemer ,,.. .,,.. l 905 Ruth Yadon ..... ..,..... I 780 You should see their fins. Pardon me. I mean pins Oh boy, oh boy!! I sup- pose all our chests would expand if one of those pins adorned them. What do you think? Then we have some real divers. Tillie Balch certainly demonstrates a perfect back dive off the spring board. Yes, in- deed, and Ida Bischoff's jackknife isn't anything to be trifled about. Central's swimmers and divers will probably offer some keen competition in our future Olympic games. Well, my audience, to- morrow we will broadcast a little surprise for you. Now be patient and set your dials to station G. A. A. l'll be seeing you tomorrow. Goodbye. This is Saturday. Of course we have no school: so we have no sports for that day. Now, I promised a surprise and here Dolores Wentz .,......,... l 745 - Marie Dierberger .,..,,., I 740 Maxine Pemberton ....,. 1475 Lucile Weigle .............. I435 Wilma Aselman .......... i400 I t MISSOURI LETTERS lda Bischoff Marie Dierberger Ruth I-lassemer Lucille Weigle Two Hundred and Nineteen 6 V' 'iv if ,, f -, . , ' , J ' 6,5 Z Q H E 5 1 ' 'J 4 all lllilzlzlzllaualrwt it - . H 's ' A Cl-IEVRONS M ' D' b , : Idgrisisclliifferger 5 ' Frieda Garber Ruth l-lassemer l A 1-5-1 Angeline Glastris Maxine Pemberton 1 I K Margaret Buhrman Dolores Wentz ,QQQ I a 1 Ruth Yadon fiiiiiff' ,, ' www ax i Rose Hummel Charlotte Robinson 6 ' --f' fo :ii 1 Alice Romero Lucile Weigle t Virginia Schroeder Wilma Aselman Catherine Garofalo ' -lane Beadles Alene Richardson Well, we will sign off for this term and clon't forget to tune in next fall. Your announcer will not he with you then. Now, please don't shout at once, even if she finally was put out of school. Spare her feelings. She isn't altogether happy about leaving. Now clon't forget our G. A. A.: Vivian Whitcomb With healthy girls and fair play, Set your dials here next year, Ancl of more champions you will hear. Goodbye everyone. The Girls' Althetic Association sports reporter signing off un- til next year. Until then she remains, sportsfully yours, lcla Bischoff. SUNSET By Mae Mensendiek, '34 Clouds gathering o'er the setting sun, Make little children homeward run, With visions of goblins, when the sun, Sinks beyond the West. Why, oh, why, do blossoms close, Slhut their eyes in sweet repose, When the sun the day does close, And sinks beyond the West? ,., 31,-: wg ' Sig Ik lf .f Two Hundred and Twenty V 1 6. Zi. x'P . Q Aa,o f X X I 'Hg . Q l I A - A ,E in I ,mtg I 1 ' x., hV'f,sx Q ' ang, l 93' 'QGFEST - - Q9 K ' uf!! 1 912325, , f , , : '.-' if '1'? -XA -mi 7 ' - 9 r ! 1 ' 1 :gi ' I 1 ', 'Q 2 f 1 ...J .. 'no -...z 'ma ' . 72 i - WISE CRACKS Historians say that Washington's pres- ence demanded respect from people of all ages. What We need in our times is more people with a Washington presence. Washington's diaries were written on the blank pages of little almanacs filled with jokes, some far broader than they were long. Washington held two commissions at the same time. Rochambeau, an oflicer of high rank, was to serve under Wash- ington, a mere Colonial leader. So in order to keep peace, Louis XIV presented Washington with the rank of lieutenant- general of the French army, thus making Washington and Rochambeau equal in rank. There is one French king that used his head for something besides dulling the executioner's ax. ln Colonial times people whittled Wooden pegs and drove them into the jawbone, thus replacing lost teeth. When the pegs wore down they were pulled out and new ones driven in. Just think what we missed. If people were imprisoned for debt now, as they were in Colonial times, there would be enough jobs open for every honest, debtless men. We pride ourselves on the advance- ment that we have made since the Revo- lutionary War, but only one man has broken the standing broad jump estab- lished by George Washington. filqhink that over., The man with a greatly developed ego was De Crasse. When he met Washing- ton he greeted him with My dear little Washington. The most unusual thing in this day and age is to hear of a man connected with the government refusing pay. Well here's one: During the six years that George Washington served as Com- mander of the U. S. Army, he refused pay of any sort. CWhat a man.D ln our modern age, so scientifically germless, and the last word in sanitation, we often wonder how our Colonial fore- fathers ever survived. This is the age of flaming youth, so those from the daze of the gay '90's proclaim, but so far we haven't seen any flame-just plenty of smoke. Maybe the old saying, Where there is smoke, there's fire, is more truth than poetry. We may see some flame yet. Two Hundred and Twenty-one WHO'S WHO ANSWERED IN RHYME By Jessie Finkelstein I. A smile on his face, and o'er a book bend- 2. Louise Stifel, steady now, ing low, Time to make your little bow. It's the same Jimmy that we all know. See Page 226 SO DO WE MENTALLY OR PHYSICALLY? One of Iife's greatest mysteries: If a man is left-handed, how can he be right? BEAR IN MIND! When telling an Englishman a joke, have a pencil along so he can see the point. LET US CALL IT DUMB Found on an examination paper: Lettuce is grown in Alaska. It is called 'Iceberg lettuce'. DISCOVERED! By listening in on an English three class we have found that Zion is another name for Isaac of York. The deduc- tion comes from the sentence, Rebecca, the fair daughter of Zion, walked into the room. AN IDEA Miss Bowen fto two boys during an examinationl: If you boys are going to work together, please hand in only one paper. OI-I YEAH? Radio Announcer: Ladies and gentle- men, you have just heard Professor D. E. Mented expounding his theory on Why prunes are wrinkled. The orchestra will now play, It Ain't So. I-IO-HUM M. L. H: Was that last number the Russian Lullaby? E. IVI. F: Must have been-I yawned through it. Two Hundred and Twenty-two Miss Olmstead: Robert, what was Washington's Farewell Address? Robert: Why, Heaven, I hope. SOLVED! Mary Starke was admiring an unnamed bust in the Masonic Temple. Must be Mr. Masonic, guessed Mary, after a puzzled silence. WHAT A CHASIVI! Student fstumbling over the pronun- ciation of Uabyssnlz I can't pronounce that word. Miss Heltzellz Can you tell me what that word means? Bright One: Yes, an abyss fabbessl is the wife of an abbot. IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS From a student's pen: The colonists discovered a root called the potato which Englishmen, when stewed, liked very much. THE LIGHT THAT FAILED? It was the occasion of an exam in Physics on Light. Hence the battle cry of the next two periods was Let There Be Light! ASK HANSON And what is to be done about the senior who insists that the class sing all four verses of the Loyal Song? NO DOUBT We learn from the headlines that Washington's Mother was a Striking Figure at Ball. Evidently she just hit right and left. QFFICIAL PHQTQGRAPHEIQS P012 JANUARY CLASS, 1932 WHITE STUDIOS 520 N. GRAND O 0 O FRanI4Iin 'I74O RAY E. WI-IITE -12' I.. W. ZUNDEI. MEMBER CDF PI-ICDTOGRARI-IERS ASSOCIATICDN GF AMERICA T T h THE VAN MILLER Srumos l Wi slw to acknowledge tlwe courtesy ol tlwe Senior Class ol June in selecting tlwem as ollicial photographer. l 3546 CLIVE STREET Member of ' PHOTOGRAPHERS ASSOCIATION OF AMERICA' H f The St. Louis College of Pharmacy PARKVIEW AND EUCLID AVENUE 13,-. A school for the professional education of the pharmacist. A four-years' course, leading to the degree of Bachelor of Science. Prerequisite, graduation from an accredited high school. Open to men and Women. The 1932 session begins Monday, Oct. 3, l932. ..,g,3... For catalog and other informatiori address DR. CHARLES E. CASPARI, Dean AN IMAGINARY INTERVIEW We have just succeeded in getting one of the British Soldiers who took part in the first battle of the Revolutionary War to tell us what impressed him most. Dear Readers of the RED AND BLACK: Well, I 'ardly know just what to say or 'ow to begin but 'ere goes. I was bally well taken aback when General Braddock told us that we were to make our first attack that night. You know old chap, that announcement created quite suddenly a stir in the camp. Late that night we started and 'adn't been march- ing any length of time when quite sud- denly the soldiers at the 'ead of the col- umn broke rank and darted for cover. I was greatly amazed at this unusual con- duct, but can you imagine the cause? Well a 'uge bull ,ad been attracted 'by our redcoats and 'ad charged at the nearest soldier. Of course this unhappy occurence delayed us awhile and as I later learned, 1 gave Paul Revere additional time in which to rouse the minutemen. You know the rest that happened so I'll not say any more. Now we will hear from the minute- man. Dear Readers: Well now, I cIon't seem to recollect very clearly jest what did happen cause I warn't all the way awake when the fight- ing commenced. The night air was right smart sharp and all of the fighting men on our side were shivering and shaking so on account of the stages of disarray they'were in that they couldn't shoot straight. The Britishers 'peared to be short of breath and sort of scairt. We didn't have much trouble in changing their red-coats to turn-coats. I-Ia! I-Ia! Well there is nothing much else to say so guess I'll stop. Two Hundred and Twenty-five News THE FHME TO ELL IN LOVE. jj.5.jl rl gig,-j '- ,Qu ' ff 2225: 341, , 5 , News 2, N K oil? u n H 4,3 n I K D fofwili dx ILE? M 2.51 Q IM xi, GAVE THEIR EE A SW? rw GET soma 1 ZQQ- UR 5 ,,, QIHE LIVE Jam um A gow WHAT UR AKING Nows N i W for the planning of this cartoon A FAMILIAR EXPERIENCE By Dorothy Katzung, '33 There was a young fellow who ate Everything put on his plateg But oh, what a frown When the spinach went down From the splendid young fellow who Credit is given to Clara Binder, '32, RESPONSIBILITY THY 1xiKi'wES' WORK! Responsibility is the thing that causes so much mental and physical effort in order to evade it. WE-ELL! M. S: Yes, l'm turning over a new leaf. V. W: Can't be many left. 3. Julia Strmm, clemure and sweet, Cunning as now, and just as petite. Two Hundred and Twenty-six ate NORTH ST. LOUIS TRUST CO. GRAND BOULEVARD AT HEI-BERT, ST. LOUIS lullIlllllllllllllllllullllllllllllllllll Commercial GBanking -- Safvings Accounts - Safe CDeposits - Estates Managed REAL ESTATE . . . INSURANCE Directors : fsfyux Louis BoEo1-:R WALTER FUNK MEMBER G, PHIL HQFMANN FEDERAL RESERVE WM. KNOLLMANN SYSTEM ALVIN J. KROEMEKE -.L-Ti jNo. A. LESCHEN W Directors : H. H. OBERSCHELP CHAS. W. OWEN EDW. PANCOK ALF. W. PAULEY DR. L. C. ROHLFING WM. SAMEL OPEN MONDAY EVENINGS FROM 5:00 TO 8:00 P. M. We Solicit Your Account OBSERVATIONS Quite a few people take offense very easily at little things. Why not be origi- nal and take a gate instead? Day by day in every way the freshmen are getting smaller and smaller. People who make biting remarks all the time are liable to get bitten. Who was it that said, Wit is salt to a conversation but too much of it spoils the broth? Some people can't carry on an intelligent conversation without mak- ing a wise crack after each sentence. Why is it that a boy or girl will work himself or herself to shreds trying to get out of work? 4. ln his Sunday best, stands Rene, Cui, oui, a Frenchman. You clon't say! Don't you feel like a nickel's Worth of dog meat when you run at breakneck speed to catch a street car and just as you get there, it starts off? Take our advice and don't run for one. Remember that street cars come along as regularly as homework. A student's idea of Utopia is a school with no books or homework and an E every live weeks. Show me the person that school inter- ests ancl l'll show you a good student. Russiais Five-Year Plan is not a new thingg high-school students started that years ago. 5. Tiny Louise Marlen, Arerft you just a clarlin'? Two Hundred and Twenty-seven 1866 66TH YEAR l932 A Distinctive Business and Secretarial Training GREGG SHORTHAND ACCOUNTING STENOTYPY fthe Machine Wayj TYPEWRITING SECRETARIAL CALCULATOR EDIPHONE. FILING Downtown Employment Oflice-Paul Brown Building FOUR CONVENIENT LOCATIONS Visit nearest school or call CEntral 2293 for information DAY AND EVENING Downtown ENROLL ANY MONDAY School enrolls for regular courses in day school only high-school graduates Brown's Business and Secretarial School 818 OLIVE 5858 DELMAR 3522 HEBERT 2528 S. JEFFERSON GENERAL LOAN COMPANY 430 Paul Brown Building CI-Iestnut 33 I4 fsavf, Personal Property Loans -1-,Aix Ninth and Olive Streets ST. LoU1s, Mo. Two Hundred and Twenty-eight Have you a little poet in your home? If so have him fill in the blanks! There was a young teacher named-+ When he entered, the pupils' hearts sank. When he opened his book They trembled and shook At this terrible teacher named--1 j. B. mr moms ns . X HEAVENS! AND T0 A wwf OF JI X THINK NY snsrfx f-wsnvm.. y ARRIED ONE or li i f , THEN. Y K 1 1, -, Q l A 4 11 I if i T The Jewish Hospital School of Nursing ESTABLISHED l902 THREE YEAR ACCREDITED SCHOOL mulllllllllulllllllnl Ill ADMISSION REQUIREMENTS: I-Iigh School Graduation, ranking, in the upper two-thirds of the class and presenting at least I5 credits. Health Certificate by a physician. References as to character and personal fitness must be presented. Age I8 to 35 years. PREPARATORY TERM: Four months: averaging four to five hours of class work per day. AFTER PREPARATORY TERM: Eight hour duty: two half days off each week. Seven to nine hours class work per week. Three weeks per year. RELIGION: Non-sectarian. EDUCATIONAL FACILITIES:Four splendidly equipped class rooms, including Demon- stration Room, Chemistry Laboratory, Lecture Hall, Dietetics Laboratory. LIVING CONDITIONS: Living conditions excellent. Each room is an outside room, steam heated and beautifully furnished. Nurses graduating from the Jewish Hospital are eligible for registration in the-State and reciprocity in other states, and membership in all state and national nursing organizations. We will be glad to have you visit us INTELLIGENCE PERSONIFIED D. W. to R. Y. fwhile leaving to play golfjz What's that chain for? R. Y: Why the links, dumbellf' S fw ku, . W Q ' Q ' 5 1' 1 , 0 J, , So you are the sole survivor of a ship wreck? How did that happen? Well, you seel missed the boat. 6. Norma Schoenemann in rompers so gay, Was the Tomboy Taylor of yesterday. Safety for Your Eyesight v The Aloe eyeglass Service is one of the oldest and most dependable optical ser- vices in America. It is a combination of care, expert knowledge, long experience, and an attentive regard for your personal needs. Aloe glasses assure safety for your eyes. . And the price you pay for Aloe glasses is no higher than that charged for ordi- nary glasses elsewhere. ,AN I I , ir Q , Qsglf 594 5 537 NORTH GRAND BLVD. Two Hundred and Twenty-nine WT N? . as f A S : f.' 3:32 ..'-2 iff. -I1'- ' 13 -:fl A,,..,.4, ,,,..:.L: KP ,,,,. ,.. ..A. ' 1 l R f X Q E 3 Q! f f' T? il E' Ag :Q , .4 SM 'Q 905 itll? A af!! nhnqllllllllgmnnln QQAQAAAA CHECK AND DOUBLE CHECK!!! If you want to have that grand and glorious feeling in the mornings, do your homework the night before. SPECIAL RATES TO ALL SCHOOLS ,-SOUR If you are contemplating a Show, Why not rent your costumes and wigs from the LARGEST HOUSE WEST OE NEW YORK? Robert Schmidt The Costumer 206-8 SOUTH 4TH ST. Phone, CHeStnut 6822 ,Ama Over' 60 Years at the Same Locatzon ' Two Hundred and Thirty Lindenwood College POR YOUNG WOMEN Founded 1827 ST. CHARLES, Mo. The program at Lindenwood is planned entirely for young women. 353 JOHN L. ROEMER, President Box CH-32 ST. CHARLES. Mo. THINGS THEY ESCAPED Washington dicln't have to prefer a certain kind of soap, tooth paste, shoe polish, magazine, shaving cream, etc. Paul Revere dicln't have a microphone thrust before him at the end of his famous ride. Franklin did not have a full length pic- ture of himself flying a kite on the front page of the morning paper. Martha Washington had no bridge- prize worries. UNIQUE CONUNDRUMS l. Why are a thermometer and pros- perity alike? 2. Why is a Scotchman's hand like glue? 3. Why are a senior's exam paper and an encyclopedia alike? 4. What is the difference loetween be and hee ? 5. What is two plus two? Phone Your Wants Prompt Service Harry W. Schaum PAIRGROUNDS PHARMACY Prescription Druggist Grand and Natural Bridge W Try Our Famous Chocolate Marshnut Sundae l0c COlfax 8570 LOU- ERN -JEAN Rumble SQHT T-winS :Q :dramas sutxwm Q 57 7,1 ED s I J 6 ,ff Qi N V ' , -. as 2 'K 3 Q5 ' -- , 2 'ff-- fir. ,Z X 'I - 5 0 N'- Q 5 A G 7 Q I 9550 'P' , 050 v Nam 0 fr ' MV-G' ' 7 l A ' fx r ff a A kk? Pfxdw Jducv , -'27 ki -f' Letha Hughes, I'm blushing red! Pull that blanket over your head! DID YOU KNOW? That Washington believed in a rnan's serving three terms or more as President, if he were needed? In his own case, however, he said that there were others who could do the work as well as he. That Alexander Hamilton was a native of Cuba? He was sent to New York to be educated and here joined the Conti- nental forces. That George Washington had a violent temper? But he kept it under strong control? ANSWERS l. Both have their ups and downs. 2. Both stick to things. 3. An encyclopedia tells of unheard thingsg so does the exam paper. 4. An He . 5. Four. Your guess was correct. For the most fastidious taste AMERICAN LADY BRAND Poop PRODUCTS QQ I S Distributed by Haas-Lieber Gro. Co. ST. LOUIS, MO. Two Hundred and Thirty-one use -aw ,il ,, - V, 3'2 'iii' E onrnnvmuostvn X LATSEST TVPE or ST LOUIS, M0- 4 fb if 1 7! BUSINESS TRAINING 'Z l AT AIRPLANE spew ALBERT H WHITE Puts i fy 1 f ' Ar ,.... f L L ii' I 4 G 3lO7N AN ASSURED FUTURE FOR THE HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE Specialized training in business, after high-school graduation, will insure you of an independent career. Securing the first employment opportunity is made easier by specialized preparation and the assistance of our Employment Department. - SPEEDWFX SCHOOL, INC. M 5 Q 3107 N. GRAND Q How would you feel if you saw a clock strike? KNOW U T 4, HM' l STRIKE EH? Ti 60 YOU umm 1Mfs nz By Gertrude Rush, '33 A fellow there was, Paul Revere, ' On a night that was cold and severe, Rode through the town : i And made known all around I That the British would shortly be here. Nl ,rf M 'Qgffn NK!! val A Pioneer woodsman named Boone. 5zAJw55T:R'5 - X J Who traveled by sun and by moon, C'-002001 rw ., ll Pushed on throu h the brush, was LIKE -AVN X5 . . 9. DEMRSEY E Letting nothing hzm crush, We And the wilderness tamed all too soon. E 3755 v 159: AN EXCELLENT REASON C. R: Are you going to the graduation exercises? l. B: Oh, I suppose that I'll have to go. 8. Janice, I'cl know you by your eyes, R: ' . ' Sparkling and sunny, steady and wise. B7 Well, YOU SCC I In In lt- Two Hundred and Thirty-two For 40 Years Rubicam Business School has been training young men and young Women for business life and placing them in the best secretarial, stenograpbic, and book- keeping positions in Saint Louis. Rubicam Can Do the Same for You ,- 1. Day and Evening Classes Wrz'te or Phone' Today for Catalog -'53--' RUBICAM BUSINESS SCHCGL 4931-33 Delmar Boulevard POrest 0098 3469-75 S. Grand Boulevard LAclede 0440 QUESTIONS Suppose that Paul Revere's horse had suddenly gone lame? Do you think that the Colonists would have won the war anyway? Can you inform me as to where l can secure a piece of the ice that was in the Delaware River when Washington crossed it? My little sister would like to have a piece of it as a relic. ls it true that the Boston Tea Party was quite a social success? ANSWERS Neigh! Neigh! Tell your little sister she might fool her public successfully with some dry ice. Be- sides being dry, it has the other essential of a relic: it endures. That depends on your point of view. There weren't Two for Tea. Uncle Sam was all by his lonesome. ! L xx I ,,-f rm! lv ' 1 'I' . V, fy 1 5, ' . T A ' , GOSH IT NUS f BE ADDOGJ ,N 4, vrwow V000 TREE. .ff f . gow qi gy-io 'u f 5 1 9 ,N iffih' ' 5 . Or a tree bark? INTELLECTUAL VULTURES fAn English 2 class was discussing kites and other birds of preyj Rudolph S: Miss Beck, may l go to the dictionary and see whether new jays belong to the kite family? fRoars from the class., Two Hundred and Thirty-three I A SHOP EOR THE STUDENTS E OF GREATER ST. LOUIS COME IN! AND LETS GET ACQUAINTED . . . COLLEGE SHOP LOUDERMAN BLDG. 0 ST. LOUIS, MO. OVERLOOKED BY OTHERS It has been recently discovered that George Washington branded his cattle with the initials UG. Now the his- torians are trying to figure out what G, W. could have meant. Clf you think that you can shed any light on the subject please see the editor about it.J Come to think about it, why, in these times of the depression, doesn't someone look for that dollar Washington threw across the Potomac. Did you ever stop to think that George Washington also made the cherry pie famous? Sure! When he chopped down that cherry tree. 9. And so you've always helpful been, Cunning little Ernestine! l0. Helen Rossman, keep your gripg From your carriage you might slip. Two Hundred and Thirty-four The Revolutionary War no doubt would have lasted longer if hour men had been used instead of Hminute men. Undoubtedly Washington's famous record of no lies is in part due to the fact that he at no time in his life played eigh- teen holes of golf. Most people know Washington as the Father of His Country, but few know that Martha Washington is the lVlother of American Candies. There are over a dozen bridges in the United States named for George Washington and the irony of it is that Washington crossed the Delaware in a dinky rowboatlu ll. The years have added weight to this dear little lad. Sammy then weighed forty poundsg oh, Krem 'tis sad, 'tis sad. Q T 'lt JT r A llllar 'T , , 'X . i l,,' it W. to pt ll lll l ll Elgin! l lilll l i 'N 'f' 'T - rwx W . rw' is P J , fx T wr , ' ' lrrlclwif l' cw be i T 'L l W' Jia., 533-W 7 g m 'gm r 1-:iff I K N T WIN! 10,000 PADUKOAS! Here is a contest that everyone can Also to every bald-headed person send- enter! A grand prize of I0,000 padukoas is going to be awarded to the person send- ing in the best answer concerning the above picture. Here is what you do- write a letter telling what effect the bale of hay in the above picture has had on American History. Don't delay! Be the winner!-Send your answers in now! ing the next best answer, we shall award a fine superheating electric curling iron. The next fifty persons with the best an- swers will be awarded prizes equally useless. Send answers to us. All answers must be in our wastebaskets by two minutes past thirteen o'clock Feb. 31, l976. And now until this time next week, we thank you. NOTE: In the following instance we want to know what became of the river? I once for a joke bought a flivver. When the motor was on it would shiver. But it didnit last long For as we went along It bounced from the road to the river. Sam Krern. There was a young fellow from Boston Who invested his dough in an Austin. He ran into a crack And he never came back. Still in Boston heis lost in his Austin. John Gribling ANTICLIMAX By Dorothy Katzung, '33 There was a young maiden named Rose Had a beau that thought he'd proposeg But along came a boot Which at once made him scoot, And that was the end of his pose. O G ! By Irma Wells, '33 There was a young girlie named Dot, Who, E's on her home report got: Till one sad day she Found on it a G, This brilliant young lady named Dot. Two Hundred and Thirty-fiue Seasonable Gifts Phone Service Ernest O. Shoulders Jeweler and Op tometrzsr 1903 N. Grand Blvd. St. Louis LETTER FROM A CONTESTANT FOR THE 10,000 PADUKOAS Dear Editor: I cIon't ever remember having seen a bale of hay because I am very young and have never seen a horse. Therefore, not having seen a horse and a horse eats hay, naturally I havenit seen hay, much less a bale of hay. I clon't even know what hay looks like: so you see I am handicapped right from the start. I sin- cerely hope that you will consider that when you are judging the answers. Respectfully, Ima Dumb Bell. The mob scene of the school play offered no end of an opportunity for stu- dents to discover whether or not they have personality. ALIBI!! Clara Binder: I-Iere's a pony I found, lVIr. Schweikert. Mr. Schweikert: Sure it isn't yours? Clara Binder: No-I write smaller. HAVE YOU HEARD THIS ONE? Romeo: Ah! your teeth are like stars. Juliet: Why dearie? Romeo: Because they come out at night. What would you do if you saw a danc- ing floor? Z fi , .AHEY f fit: A ' f NEXT? K7 I ' .. 1 . 1 f ., wa- , f ,lil l i xx Viv! 1 f f 6 ig-' 1 UNION BISCUIT CO. Krak-R-Jak Brand Life Insurance Taylor Made Policies Are Made Right and Protect You and Your Loved Ones. 'Y Y f GEORGE W. TAYLOR Crackers and Cakes 1 1 f NEW YoRK LIEE Qgntral 5010 315 N. 7th St. Sr. Louis CArfield 3870 I3. Outgrown has she the buttoned shoes and IZ. Eileen Reitz sits there with her muff: the dress with lace, To complete this rhyme puts me into But we will always recognize -leannett huff. - Beard's face. Two Hundred and Thirty-six S0 NEAR YET SO FAR! The editor was inspecting the over- crowded lunch-room and saw an amusing spectacle. Two girls at a near-by table were having some difficulty in conveying the foocl to their mouths. Much to one girl's astonishment, her plate was almost empty and she had not tasted a bite. Upon investigating she found that she had been feeding the girl beside her, that girl being as close to the food as the owner herself. fTry to figure that one out., if X E L. sg. X me - Q Q2 rr te WHERE lGNORANCE IS BLISS You're dumb. You ought to get an encyclopedia. Yeah, But l don't like them. They hurt my feet I f. i-S23 Compliments of THE ODEON OVERI-IEARD IN THE LOCKER ROOM Who has a comb not being used? Don't bother me, l'm studying for an vu exam. Who will loan me a pair of gym sox? U Let me see in your mirror. Oh, l met the cutest boy last night. Loan me some powder? Everybody bring a pencil to gym. Gee, l just went through the toughest test. Hey, does anyone know anything about algebra? If they do, help me with this problem. Let me use your powder-puff? Some- one borrowed mine and forgot to return nu . in lt. Who has a pin? Out of my way, l'm late for class. Who borrowed my middy? Phone FRanlclin 90 78 Cherry Blossom Shoppe and Green House Funeral Designs, Decorations and Potted Plants 2716-18 No. Grand Boulevard Nelle M. Cherry, Prop. St. Louis, Mo. I nuitations Announcements SCHARR BROS. Stationers and Engravers 512 North Grand Blvd. St. Louis, Mo. Greeting Cards Gifts I4. Virginia Webb, what do you see? A great big buzzing bumblebee? l5. And here is little smiling Dot: You recognized her, did you not? Two Hundred and Thirty-seven ROLI G PRINTI G CO, Inc. Publication . . . Commercial Printers QQ- zgy 2331 Pine Street Phone CEntra1 2400 m Dear Editor: Upon seeing your advertisement of your wonderful contest, I decided, as l am a bald-headed man, to try for one of your many prizes. I remember hearing my great, great, great, great, great grand- father tell a story concerning the bale of hay. Now Hay was a well-known man back in colonial times. I-le was the town's ofhcial ducker. A ducker was the man who, after tying a person on the end of a plank which was balanced on the bank of a stream, ducked him into the river. This punishment was usually rnetecl out to women who had been vaccinated with a phonograph needle and couldn't stop l6. Upon her bike she rode a race, Ruth Ecoff now still sets the pace. I 7. This tiny babe with no apparent neck Happens to be Ruth Overbeck. Two Hundred and Thirty-eight talking. As business had been bad and Hay had not been able to pay his debts, he was imprisoned. About this time an epidemic of constant talking broke out among the women and their husbands were clamoring for the ducker. A man of law was obtained for Hay and soon had Hay bailed out-thus the effect of the bail of I-lay was that he saved the colonial men from becoming deaf. Now gentlemen I feel confident that my answer is correct so just address the prize to Mr. B. E. Dumb, l2345 Panama Blvd., Feltville. Sincerely yours, B. E. Dumb. I i szwsmvi FALL - Q' i r ' i gd was f e ' f 'QF .. --,fg.f!.2, D 41 Xl so Q 4 lvrhllf-na-v UNLET MUSIC E. jli LOCUDT Sf, bl LOUKS We Deliver FRanklin SGI I Fox HAT WORKS 623m N. Grand Ave. HATS CLEANED AND BLOCKED WHILE YOU WAIT I I THE PROFESSOR T. Alva Jones, the history professor, Was hardly what is called a fancy dresser Although his linen white was always cleang A dirty spot on it was never seen. His face was very narrow, long, and thing A goatee hung down from his pointed chin. Though almost all his quips were very dry Some were so new, in envy we would sigh. EVEN THE BEST OF US By Leon Jameton, '32 HE English professor, though jovial at times, was a man of letters and fully aware of it. He spoke to his class as one would speak to a grammar- school class. Today he entered the room with a disappointed look on his face. uClass, he said, addressing us angrily, l am disgusted with the fables l told you to writeg l said they were to be origi- nal, and hear what this bright student has written. Then he proudly withdrew from the stack of themes he had brought ple ever get to high school. Then, sigh- ing deeply, he continued his appeal. U 'The fox, being hungry, wanted this cheese very much: so he asked if he might have it, but the crow was not inclined to part with the prizef How original, he re- marked, as he read further. 'Then the fox praised the crow's voice, exclairning how beautiful it must be.' How very clever, he remarked again. H 'Then the fox asked the crow to sing for him.' Here the teacher's voice weakened and he seemed reluctant to go further. Then, with his face quite red, he faintly articu- lated the last line: U 'So the crow took the cheese in his claws and sang for the fox.' Such genius! A HINT TO THE FACULTY The old saying, Give a man enough rope and he will hang himself, has been changed by high-school students to Give a high-school student numerous study periods and not enough work and he will absent himself physically or mentally. O 'STDR ING with him a certain paper and read aloud. I IW! 4 T ' S Begm-5? Run .. -Once upon a time a fox, while wan- hx' K HIM, llllllll ,D we dering through a forest, came upon a X l I 'll Jlyl I ,I Wfllwl 'qs - TX Q V I 'H l 4 ,figs HH crow perched in a tree. The crow had jvhqwf A 'N '- M, 'V a large piece of tempting yellow cheese ' Wil' xll illl in his beakf So that is what you call origi- T' T ,U Q may ff l . . . f 1 Il . nalg it is indeed a wonder how some peo- v fi N M .1 -, C - X X f kr l8. And does the doll belong to you? l l wasn't certain, sweet La Rue. l ': V or it ,,,,,,, Y l9. Time has changed Myrtle little somehow, A 20. Theresa, though you're still quite small Beautiful then-beautiful now. You've changed a great deal, all in all. Two Hundred and Thirty-nine KING GEORGE III Apologies to historians for the version By Jessie M. Kent, '34 ln England there was a king, l've heard, Most eccentric, called George the HI. At table he always lingered long, And they say he was fond of wine and song. He took some very ill advice And lost England's land, both wealthy and niceg For while on the English throne he did reign, He lost America's wide domain. The reason why he could not rule Is he never went to an English school. The language he spoke was only Dutchg So he wasn't understood in England much. And not being able to tell his thought, Little wonder that he such havoc wroughtg For a thought, however it is good, To be effective must be understood. Thus in a language unknown, he spoke Whz'le English politics went up in smoke. So since a blessing in disguise befell, Americans should love King George right well. That which he would not, he had done, And the United States some glory won. Then let us not blame him so much For his English mistakes, for he was Dutch. Dear Editor: It gives me great pleasure to pick up my pen in response to your invitation to win l0,000 padukoas. Such a sum will greatly increase my wages. Because of this reason I seat myself with pencil in hand to pen you a letter. Undoubtedly the bale of hay was grown on Geo. Washington's large plantation and went to feed his pet horse. l know that this is so because the hay looks very Two Hundred and Forty Southern. It is blonde and quite lanquid looking. A l will greatly appreciate a check for the l0,000 padukoas in the return mail. I expect to spend the money in raising bigger and better mosquitoes on my mes- quite farm, so you know that the money will be wisely spent. Respectively, Omega Courtwright. F AIRGROUNDS CANDY KITCHEN Natural Bridge and Grand ANSWER TO CONTEST Well, the big prize has not been awarded. The editors are sincerely re- gretful that no one sent in a correct an- swer. Here it is: The bale of hay in the picture was the hay that Paul Revere's horse ate the day of the night that he made his breath-taking ride. If the horse had not famous eaten this hay, he would not have had the strength to run that night. If the horse had not been able to run, Paul Revere would not have been able to warn the colonists that the British were coming and the colonists would not have been able to fight for their independence and today the United States of America would not be the United States of America but would belong to England, hence the effect of the bale of hay on American History. As no one won the l0,000 padukoas, the editors have decided to split the prize between them and take a trip to Alaska. We wish to thank one and all for their hearty response to this contest and in clos- ing, tell the people that another great contest will be held in the early future. Watch for it. 4 li ,, ,uf . 'lf '51 T A - - ps' ,, y ,' Nd' J ,.v . fwwyv-M, 'tf lflilqfllbifltlll' 'flllwlllld 69 fax! W A ' XX 'V Kar Je A5 ful 011. '- f ,.t.. ...... ,ie '..' ' ', 1... -rv'. 1 gl Many people have remarked that they have never seen a picture of George Washington laughing. The reason why is very simple. Every time George laughed his teeth slipped, so therefore he kept a straight face and, consequently, his teeth in place. ln our wanderings we came upon the enlightening information that George Washington could wrap his legs around a barrel and squeeze the breath out of it. But reading on further we found that it was the barrel of a horse, not a fish barrel. We have an idea that our modern housewives could teach Alexander Hamil- ton a few things about budgets. AH, HA! You can fool some of the freshmen all of the time and all of the freshmen some of the time but not all of the freshmen all of the time, so seniors beware. SHADES OF WEEMS! Now that everybody is so interested in George Washington and searching for new material about him can we expect a sequel to that Cherry Tree story? l should like to know whether or not Mr. Washington buried the hatchetu after he cut down his dad's pride and joy? ls it true that our esteemed George once inadvertently misplaced his teeth and con- sequently sat for his portrait without 'em? 2l. Can't you guess this one, my clears? lt's Vivian Schenck, we can tell by the ears Two Hundred and Forty-one YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME AND WILL BE COURTEOUSLY TREATED AT Everything Musical CEntraI 4120 Easy Terms 709 Pine St. AND THEN SOMETHING HAPPENED By Leon Jameton, '32 HE darkness bore down like a crush- ing burdeng the silence was deafen- ing. At the far end of the alley I hoped I was in, I could see a faint light. Above in the starless sky, towards the city, was a faint halo of light. Not the slightest murmur arose from the sleeping metropolis. I had come here cheerfully enough, but now that I was aware of the darkness that enveloped nearly every- thing, I went more slowly, more cau- tiously. I could not see anything except the distant Iightg the darkness seemed as material as the ground I walked on and the ground I hoped I would walk on in the next step. This unnatural condition seemed to emanate fear. I heard a noise behind rne. I stopped, and not without a strong will, I turned to see a flash of Iightg then I heard measured footsteps. Now the darkness was the least of my apprehensions. A faint light played about the approaching figure which was as mys- terious as the darkness. It appeared to be a huge man who towered higher as he approached. He held my attention so closely that I did not think to run nor did I really think of anything: I was so absorbed in the man who was now almost up to me. His sleeves were rolled up, and his sinewy arms were stained with blood. Two Hundred and Forty-two I-Iis fists were clenched. I hugged the package I carried still closer. Then in a gruff voice, he said, reaching his hand towards me, Here is your change you forgot when you bought that sausage a few minutes ago. lr X xl I j l X '-ff!! -..Q:'K,'0, ,L C 0 IE, a+- Za--: if -----L i 1 1 Q F 1 L, .1 ' 0 I ' ,i 153 -Q., N- . . 1wfp.f':L- n f N ff H , ml is-,f Zi' '---- 9 14, A 1- . X - 1, lu '4 , I My X.. XXX .ST 054 M'?.QI?.9...Q.3.- 22. Solemnly there stands little Sol Looking wiser than an owl. 23. America's protector of land and sea- Hugo Mueller! Can it really be? Buy Only U. S. Government Inspected Meats Fischer Meat Company U. S. Establishment No. 211 415 MORGAN STREET PHONES: CEntral 3383. 3386, 3385. 3384, 3387 BO. NOT UTOPIA! The blackest pit of despair is reached when an all E student has his program changed and discovers that he has been transferred from a class in which the teacher has been reputed to be ua snap, to a class which has a teacher that makes the pupils work. OUR IRREPRESSIBLE MARK TWAIN One day when Mark Twain was very busy writing in his study his little daughter asked where daddy was, and was told she must be quiet and not disturb daddy be- cause he was upstairs writing an anecdote. Not long after, the doorbell rang and the little girl went to answer it. The caller asked if Mr. Clemens was in, to which the little miss proudly replied: Yes sir, he's in, but you can't see him 'cause he's upstairs riding a nanny goat. ' PROOF ENOUGH Mr. Conant fexplaining how human desires changeD: Herbert, remember when you were a little boy how you took that penny your mother gave you and dashed to the corner store for a stick of licorice. Would you do the same thing now? Herbert Goetz: No. Mr. Conant: Why? I-l. C: I clon't like licorice. The seniors were practicing for com- mencement exercises. Mr. Douglass ap- peared with one lone diploma in his hand. ls that my diploma? asked Louis R. eagerly. I believe so, said Mr. Douglass. It has 'Dummy' written on it. 24. l'le's a football player of renown and fame, This curly locks--don't you know his name? 25. Why all the posies here and there When Mary l..azer's just as fair? 26. A Perl once was he among babies. Now he's a Perl among ladies. 27. Edward fBaldyj, why so sad? 'Pon my word, have you been bad? 28. This young man with frowning eyes ls Roy Singer in maiclenly guise. 29. Mildred Nance, what scared you so? That was just a photographer's birdie, you know. 30. ln his buggy Adolph then sat serene But time has changed it to a machine. 3 I. Those pouting lips and big brown eyes- Marie Pollack wins the prize. 32. She's somewhat older, this demure lass. Yes, she's sponsor of the senior class. 33. That's Hylda-that's Dave: these last ones Gr we find. 34. Phewl Now l'm glad this rhymeis off my mind. Two Hundred and Forty-three SANDERS and MELSHEIMER ENGIQAVERS il 9 T E L E P!-l ON E 9 C!-lestnut 2037 and 7488 720 WASHINGTON AVE. Pa bought me a hatchet, Yes sir, she's brand new. l think I'll just try it, And see what it'll do. See that tree right there? So soft and so small? I'll just cut it down: That'll be no job at all. Boy, just watch the chips I'm very nearly through. Yep, she'll be down, ln another swing or two. Crash! Down she comes. Some hatchet, I'll say. This is what I call The end of a perfect day Taco Hundred and Forty-four THE CHERRY TREE STORY By Kenneth Carl, '33 fly! Oh boy, and gee whiz, Now lim sure in bad: I just cut a cherry tree, And see, here comes Dad! Son, what have you done? Speak up! answer me! Now tell me the truthg Who cut down that tree? l brandished my little hatchet, And said, Father, 'twas me, Who with powerful blows, Felled the noble fruit tree. My son, said he, lim proud Because you did not lie: And, now let's go to dinner, And we'll have cherry pie. H This Annual is Beclctold - Covered to Endure . . . 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