Central High School - Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Banquet. COLONNADE HOTEL, JUNE 15, 1597 TOASTMASTER . C. S MACKAY, JR OUR CLASS ....... - Yes, it shall be! The magic of that name Defies the scythe of time, the touch of flame. CRIMSON AN D GOLD ..... T R ADAMS ' 'Emblems fair of glorious sunrise, See the 'Crimson and the G'old'. THE LADIES. ...... The 'Origin of Love ? '-Ah, why That cruel question ask of me? THE FACULTY ....... I would not one fond heart should share The bitter moments thou hast given. OUR CLUBS ....... L. W BREMMERMAN Youth hath its time, Merry hearts will merrily chime. OUR ATHLETES .... . . H T EASTWICK OUR SECTIONS To win the wreath of fame And write on memory's scroll a deathless name. H. Fox, H. T. RIUHARDSON, H. LOWENBURG, F. EHRLICH, JR., H. E. LALLOU, JR., B. A. BROOKS THE MIRROR To hold, as 'twere, the Mirror up to nature. REMINISCENCES . . . . . . R A BEGGS, JR cz n - ' ' IMPROMPTU There s a feeling within us that loves to revert To the merry old times that are gone. At which the universal host up sent A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of chaos and old night. Committee. CHARLES S. MACKAY, JR., Chairman THOMAS R. ADAMS ROBERT A. BEGGS, JR. WILLIAM K. BELLOWS HERBERT Fox GEORGE M. SELLERS 18

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Class Day Exercises. BROAD ST. THEATRE, JUNE 15th, 1897. 3 Programme. OVERTURE MARCH ..... PRESIDENTS SALUTATORY . . - - ENTRANCE OF CLASS EDWIN CHASE EMHARDT MUSIC CLASS HISTORY . . HERBERT S. LANGFELD MUSIC CLASS POEM . . PAUL ROSENWEY, JR. V MUSIC GLASS PROPHECY . . . J. J. JONES, an MUSIC CLASS PRESENTATION . . . LEWIS WINE BREMMERMAN , MARCH 5' 9' 9 Class-Day Committee. FRANZ EHRLICH, JR., Chairman HENRY T. EASTWICK, HARRY E. LALLOU, JR., ALBERT G. MILLER 7 PAUL ROSENWEY, EDWARD A. SCHUMANN. Class Officers. President EDWIN CHASE EMHARDT Vice-President Recording Secretary ROBERT J. MCNEILL BENJAMIN ALLEN BROOKS Treasurer Corresponding Secretary HOWARD T. RICHARDSON WILLIAM A. ALLISON 17

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i Q ilu, 'iff' Ill il ' llll' C f ml 'lg rl .ll- Xhwllf-lgxjlv l if I1 ,I if lit Ll 555- rr-eau, sew. 9? ' 'V VERY student has naturally thought his own par- I: '-qu ticular class the finest that ever graduated from i the High School. We fellows think the same, and il we differ from them in but one particular,-name . ' lil I limbfim ly, that we have a just claim to this distinction. u In the following history I will disclose some facts which I am sure will cause you to think as we do. In the irst place I have to make a confession. We were four years ago pupils of the grammar schools. I am sure the change is so great that you will hardly believe it. Still an honest confession is good for the soul fof papa's slippery, so there you have it. While in the twelfth grade each one of us received two petitions-one from the High and one from the Manual-signed by their respective faculties, each begging us to come to their respective schools. We, the sensible majority, yielded to the entreaties of the High School, and decided to adorn that beauti- ful, worm-eaten structure with our presence. The other fellows went to the Manual, and that is the last we have heard of them. Poor fel- lows! It wasnit their fault. They were enticed there by the 4' glowing description of the horse-shoe factory. In .I une, 1893, we entered the school for the iirst time by means of the underground passage on Green Street. We found ourselves in two large vault-like rooms, paved with red tiles. Against the walls were long boxes divided into pigeon-holes. By their size we thought they were for the mail, but to our dismay we were told that they were hat- boxes. Here and there were dark, gloomy closets with the words K DEN ' 93 written on them. The larger boys shuddered and the little ones began to cry, for we expected to see a lion spring forth at any I9