Claymont High School - Clay Tablet Yearbook (Claymont, DE)

Text from Pages 1 - 40 of the 1937 volume:

CLAY ABLET ':'f e i7?12:::SE Efgylllflks Editor-in-Chief Assistant Editor . V I Prose . Literary Editors: Poetry Assistant Literary Editor . Sports Editor CBOYSJ . . Sports Eiiitor CGIEISJ . Typists ,.... Joke Editor . Business Committee VINCENT FRAMPTON, Chairman CATHERINE ROBERTS BETTY ARMSTRONI: DORIS GILES JACK CARTX' MARIE YOST RUTH FARROW DORIS GIBNEI' THE STAFF C1o36r1957D . . . . . . . EDNA FAWCETI' . AUBREY MICHENER . . . GLADYS JONES . . MARGARET MOORE . . MAROIA SANDERS . . ALBERT KAISER . . ........ FERN WEHRHEIM . . h'fYRTLE MORRISON, ELLA JEAN KELLY . . ..... ROBERT BROADBENT Circulation Committee GLADYS MOORE, Chairman I BETTY CARVIN N1ADELINE XWILHELM HAZEL HALL AI7FI.,NII3E RIIHGAWAY CtI.AlRE REITER CTHARLEQ ROHLING VIRKIINI.-K PYNE Art Committee MRS. RUTH HERRING, Art Advisor GERD ZVIILGMEYER CHARLES ROHLING E I- I I N G I Faculty Advisors MISS OLIVE M. R1ORROYV, Chairman MISS DOROTHY M. HAX'ES MISS MADELEINE RAIIY NUMBER i957 We are at the end of our high school days. Out into the world we are about to go, confident that our dreams will be fulfilled. Our school days have been happy ones and we look back upon them with a certain wistfulness, but the prospect of the future is too bright to be dimmed by sadness. Some of us will seek more education in higher institutions of learning, while others will go immediately to take their places in the world of work. Let us aim high and strive hard to reach our goals in order that we may obtain some measure of success in the held we have chosen. E E E E -3' BETTY ARMSTRONG LLOYD BROWN A willing hm-,-I M1115 feather ,fx Everything is sweetened by risk. to the heel. ' 1 l GEORGE BELL The curly bird ROBERT CASEY Life is like a sue-saw, he good to a Cll!CllUS flu' K1l'CTm'4n fellow whtfs down, for he may be up tomorrow. sa as im ROBERT BROADBENT All great men have their faults- MARY Cruz She ix gentle, she is shy, there is even I have some, mischief in her eye, HARRIET DERRlCKSON Agreed to differ. THOMAS DOWNES We must eat to live and live to eat. HAMILTON EVANS 'Comb down his hairg look. look! ! It stands upright. RUTH FARROW Kind thoughts, plus kind words and deeds, go far to make life a success. EDNA FAWCETT 'A friend is a priceless gift, if you get one-be sure to keep him. MARGUERHTE FORSCHT They are never alone that are ac- companied with noble thoughts. VLNCENT FRAMPTON Let ere-ry man achieve that which he seeks in lore and success. Doms GILES Never worry--it's time wasted. XXlILBL'R GRIFFITH 'There'x always L1 uuy to ilu ii thing f the riqht wily. HAZEL HALL It's a friendly hca,t that has plenty of friends, BETTY HAND Her tongue within her lips she reins. VICTOR HASTINGS Of what shall a man be proud, if he isn't proud of his friends. ALICE HILLS Oh, this learning, what a thing it is. BENJAMIN HOGAN 'Absence of occupation is not rest. MARGARET HOPTON A true friend is forever a friend. I JANET JOLINE Life is a dream, but do not let it pass in your sleep. GLADH'S JONES 'Success is a reward, not a gift. ALBERT KAISER There is always room for a good man at the top. ELLA JEAN KELLY Absence makes the heart grow fonderf' RANDOLPH KING Play ap, play up, and play the game. IARLES KOVANIC .nankind loves a lover. 7 PEGGY MAGUIRE Success docsn't come by chanccg it is earned. DOROTHY MARENKO Feet that run on willing errands. ALICE MASSEI' Wfith a smile on her lips and a rear in her uw. MARGARET MASTRANG ELO 'Some smiles are dangerous and others are not, They may show a victory or the spunk that you've got. RICHARD MILLER A little nonsense now aml then Is relished by the wisest men. GLADYS MOORE Take everyone's advice, then do as you please. MARGARET MOORE Ground not upon dreams, you know they are ever contrary. MYRTLE MORRISON lf what is given is given willingly, the kindness is doubled. VIRGINIA NORRIS As merry as the day is long. WILLXAM OBERLE Leave silence for saints, I am but human. HERMAN PAIGE A busy man never has time to tell how much work he does. VIRGINIA PYNE He who laughs-lasts. CLAIRE REITER I shall he as secret as the grave' AIDELAIDE RIDGAXVAY Seek a bright outlook on life. CATHERINE ROBER . - Love for one, friendship for few and respect for many. ROBERT ROBERTS May they say of me-He Serves' CHARLES ROHLING My :rue-love hath my heart, and I have hers. MARGARET RUSSELL Self reverence, self knowledge, self control. HOWARD SCOTT 1:'s jazz, iz's jazz that makes the world go 'rounclf' EUGENE SHEPHERD One minute here, the next minute there, Roaming about without a care. JAMES SPRING Rome was not built in a day. EDNA WALDRON A merry heart goes all the day. GORDON WALDRON 'All his faults are such that one loves him still the better for them. JACK WEATHERLOXX' l.oolcf here comes a lady. FERN WEHRHEIM She smiles and all the shadows depart. WILLIAM WHITE For every action you make have a good reason. MADELINE WILHELM Some credit in being jolly. BETTY WOHNUS Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace. MARIE YOST Some friendships are made by na ture, some by contact, some by Interest, and some by souls. Gladys jones, 1 93 7 ET us take a glimpse into the Old World a few centuries ago. Surely there must have n some good reasons for the hordes of people coming to America. Why did they leave apparently good, comfortable homes to brave the perils of an uncharted ocean to come to a land that might be infested with wild animals or ruled by some cannibalistic savages? Per- it was the spirit for adventure and the desire for gold that lured the first explorers here. vast, unexplored continent, offering free land to any who cared to take the risks that went with it, beckoned to the people of the Old World. For political and religious reasons were more than willing to leave their mother country for a haven of peace and for chance to start life over again in the New World which promised freedom. They had no experience in self-government to help them-only the right of fighting for their lt was a struggle from the time they left the Old World until they achieved their in the new land. That made a stronger foundation on which to build a future world power-for all the were weeded out. Only the strongest could survive the hardships of the new country. Those who migrated to America had qualities which would help them SL1fmOL1Ut the most difficult obstacles that they would have to face. They were not afraid to try something new. lnitiative was one of their strongest points. lt furnished them the incentive to push forward with a new resolution to seek the things which they knew they wanted. Perhaps they aimed too high, but these different types and races of people reached the goals they set for themselves so securely and satisfactorily that the wisest leaders of the Old World were astounded. Surely, they thought, a country such as this could not long endure. But look what has been done-these different races of people from all over the world have created in America a new kind of democracy. Even today we find a number of immigrants still coming to America to build a new future for themselves and help build a better democracy. Edna Fawcett, 1937 East is East and West is West, and never the twain shall meet. Would Kipling have considered this true if he had known a cosmopolitan city. lt is true that the customs and belief of the East clash with the doctrines of the Western peoples, but cannot the two be blended? Consider that japanese who greets you in clear English and who wears a trim tailored suit instead of his native robe. l-le has been assimilated by a western world and has brought to it his skill to create delicate loveliness and ability to delve deep into the realms of learning. A short distance from the center of some of our bustling cities can be found a bizarre settlement known as Chinatown. Certainly the East and West are tangent here. America brings together the North and South as well as the other extremities. The swarthy Italian and the fair Swede meet on equal ground and have equal opportunity to make their contribution to the culture of the western world. Truly it is the huge cauldron into which are poured a great variety of nationalities from which come that versatile people known as Americans. America is comparatively a new nation among the other powers of the world, but we rank high among them because they have contributed so much to our civilization. The best social heritages of nearly every country on the globe have been blended within our borders. Knowledge of science and industry, the appreciation of fine arts and music, and the rudi- ments of our own government we owe to our fellow nations. Truly America is the greatest melting pot in the world. The peoples from all parts of the universe pledge their allegiance to this great land. Many of them sacrifice and struggle, and work and plan in order that they may be more worthy to be called citizens. They realize the opportunity that they have in helping to govern, in raising themselves out of the ranks of the ordinary, and establishing themselves solidly in this democracy. Those of us whom the Melting Pot has already Americanized must realize that the immigrants are not detracting from our opportunities but are adding strength and greatness to an already great nation. A TRIP TO NORWAY Gerd Zwilgmeyer, 1938 N the summer of 1934 our family went to Norway. We had been there before, but such a trip never fails to arouse one's interest weeks beforehand. In addition to the actual trip, we looked forward to seeing our grand-parents and other relatives. It had been four years since we had seen them. We sailed to that land of endless adventures on the S. S. Bergensfjord. On the way over I met some interesting people. A kind looking man was sitting on the upper deck looking idly at the sea. Beside him was an empty chair. He asked me if I wished to sit beside him and chat awhile. The stranger asked me several questions, and before long we were deep in conversation on art. It was not until the next day that I discovered his identity. A friend told me-Jonas Lie! Here I had spent a whole afternoon chatting with one of America's foremost artists. On the Scavenger Hunt, held when we were several days from America, one thing we were to get was a poem written by Herman Wildenvey, a Norwegian poet. I went to Mr. Wildenvey and asked him to write me a poem. Certainly, he said. He sat down and thought a minute, pen in hand. With a flourish he wrote a few lines and handed me a slip of paper. A poem! By Herman Wildenvey, too! On the eighth day of our voyage, we saw rising out of the sea before us a glorious country full of rugged mountains. A few hours later we arrived at Bergen, one of Norway's largest cities, situated among seven mountains. One of the most interesting places in Bergen is the German dock. Six hundred years ago the Germans went up to Norway and tried to take away Norway's flshing business. Along the dock is a long line of houses-the homes of the invaders. We went into one house. There were secret passages everywhere. They lead to secret rooms which we never suspected. Oftentimes there were secret passages between the houses. These were necessary in case the Norwegians raided the Dock Section. The beds were the queerest ones I had ever seen. They were like boxes in the wall. You pulled out the door of the box and crawled in. We spent a couple of weeks out in the deep farm country. It took a whole day of steady hiking to reach the little mountain village of Hallingdal from the station of Aal. The only means of getting to Hallingdal were walking and riding horseback. While we were there we made goat cheese. My cousin took out a large kettle about four and a half feet in diameter. We poured goat's milk into it and built a fire under it. It ml1St be stirred constantly for days. This was not such a hardship though, for we all took turns. Our neighbors helped us. When there are fifteen children and three maids in a family, there is plenty of stirring-power. Finally the cheese was brown and creamy. Then we poured it into moulds and let it cool. One of our most thrilling experiences was riding on the same train on which the royal family traveled. The King, Haakon VII, walked to the train on a long golden carpet which was laid on the station platform. Others of the family are: Queen Maud, their son, Kron- prince Olav, Princess Martha, his wife, and their children, the lovely princesses, Astrid and Ragnhild, and the new little Prince Harald. In Oslo, the capital, there is a large castle. Each Norwegian boy must serve as a castle guard at some time. We went to see the castle. While the rest of the family were talking about how large and beautiful it was, I decided to do some exploring for myself. I went around the corner of the castle and was inspecting an unguarded entrance. Suddenly, from nowhere, a guard popped out. He leveled his bayonet and commanded me to tell him where I was going. I didn't wait to answer. I turned around and fled. In September it was, Home again and home again, America for me. I am now looking forward to another wonderful trip to the beautiful country of my ancestors. We shall sail on the S. S. Bremen, on the 22nd of May. l FROM RUSSIA TO AMERICA Tiny Nichols, 8T HEN my parents came to America, they brought with them many Russian customs. Our holidays are celebrated at different times from American holidays. We celebrate Christmas on january seventh. Our Christmas is not observed by giving gifts of candy and toys. Instead we have a big meal and give clothes and things that weireally need. We have a less elaborate Christmas on December the twenty-fifth. We celebrate New Year's Day on January fourteenth. Like the Americans, we blow horns and make a lot of other noise. Our Easter this year came on May second. The midnight before Easter we go to church and stay until six o'clock. ln church we have to stand up all this time. There are just a few chairs in the rear of the church for the old ladies. My mother brought many old recipes with her from Russia. These l cannot spell, but l could pronounce them for you. One of these is a ground meat ball baked in a cabbage leaf. Another is a sort of dumpling stuffed with mashed potatoes, beans or prunes. My mother specializes in making soups. Some of these are beet soups, vegetable, and cabbage soups. We also eat many American dishes and many kinds of cakes of which they have never heard in Russia. UKRAINIAN SUPERSTITIONS Mary Chiz, 1937 IKE those of other countries, the people of Ukraine have superstitions of their own. Although many have been forgotten there are some that still exist and are observed care- fully, and sometimes fearfully. These have been handed down from generation to genera- tion and may seem laughable, but then what superstitions are not? Many Ukrainians even today will not wash their hair on Friday, for it is said that the hair keeps on growing after death if it is washed on this day. l remember an incident that was elated to me some time ago. It seems that a farmer while digging for a well came upon a bony scalp on which was the most beautiful blonde hairfjust as alive looking as though it were on a living person. l-low much truth is in this story l do not know. lt may be a product of someonels imagination. If you want to make bread someday, don't pick Friday. Some terrible misfortune may come to you. One evening my father caught me in the act of sweeping the floor and told me to stop immediately. When l asked, Why7 l was simply told I could do it in the morning just as well. My curiosity getting the best of me, l made further inquiries and found that it is be' lieved sleep is driven out of the house when the floor is swept after dark. To those who are superstitious, here is another one to add to your collection. When two people are standing on the opposite sides of a doorway and some object is handed to either person, it is considered bad luck to take the object. Of course all superstitions bring bad luck of some sort, and the Ukrainians are especially careful when there is an infant in the house. For instance, a different word for rabbit must be used in the presence of an infant lest some evil befall the child. A neighbor or friend must not come to borrow anything after dark where there is a small child for it is believed that something may happen. Une day in November which is celebrated by the Ukrainian children in the same order as l-lallowe'en is in America, the young girls make a gala occasion. A group gathers and each girl is compelled to carry water from the well to the house to make biscuits. After the biscuits are made they are set down by each girl and a dog is called in. The dog sniffs around a bit and picks out a biscuit to eat according to his taste. The owner of the first biscuit that the dog has eaten is the first to be married. Every girl wonders whom she will marry. Cn Christmas Eve the girl may go outside and listen for the barking of a dog. The direction in which the dog barks signifies where her husband-to-be may be found. Some people still believe in these superstitions, even those who have been naturalized and are Americans. They have been brought along with Ukrainian customs and traditions to make up another ingredient in the Melting Pot of the world. FROM CASOLI TO CLAYMONT Carmile Gentile, 1938 1920 my father came to Claymont from Casoli, Italy to seek work with the idea of making America his home. He arrived at a time when there was a great demand for labor, but since he could speak no English, he found it difficult to make his way. Soon he learned about night classes in English which were conducted by the Adult Education Bureau of the State of Delaware. He attended these classes three nights every week, learned very quickly, and was soon reading, writing, and speaking English. He worked very hard to earn enough money to bring his family to America, which he succeeded in doing in November, 1929. On November 27, my mother and I landed in New York where my father met us. Later we came to Claymont and joined my brother who had come over in 1928. He had learned his trade in Italy and is now a successful tailor in one of the largest cities of our country. My father has risen to the class of skilled laborers and is giving his best to his employer and to his community. He has become a naturalized citizen. Since my mother does not speak English, we use the Italian language at home. My only American companion there is the radio. Although I am an American citizen, I should like to visit my native land and see the beautiful things that I have been reading about in our American books. EDITOR'S Nora:- There is in our school no better example of the significance of the term The Melting Pot than the boy who wrote this article. Carmile had reached the fifth grade in school in Italy, but as he knew no English, it was necessary for him to enter grade one when he came to our school in September, IQ3O. He also attended night school, and because of his rapid pro- gress, he was soon transferred to grade four. Each year thereafter brought promo- motion, until, at the end of grade seven, he received a double promotion. After attending summer school, he entered the ninth grade the following September. Next year he will be graduated from our school with scholastic records above the average. But even more important than his scholastic standing is the type of citizen he has become. In cooperation, loyalty, and courtesy he is outstanding. Italy gave to America this boy of good mind and character. America has given to him oppor- tunities to develop them. Italy and America have produced a fine citizen. CHRISTMAS SPIRIT IN UKRAINE fAs Told Me by My Motherj Myrtle Morrison, 1937 O sooner had the fast of Christmas commenced, than the people began preparations for the most important and the most joyous holiday of the year. Father selected a large, stout sheaf of wheat which he placed in the honorary corner behind the table and spread hay beneath the table. In the center of the table Mother placed two loaves of white bread, one on top of the other, and a candle in the top loaf. The candle was the only means of illumination and was burned in honor of the deceased. The Christmas Eve supper was a family festivity, and all members of the family joined in the common holy supper. A dish and a place at the table were reserved for each member who had died since the last Christmas so that their souls might come to be with the family. The holy supper commenced when the first star appeared in the sky. Mother had prepared a twelve course supper-a course in memory of each of the apostles-and all of them were fast dishes, prepared without meat and dairy products. The entire family prayed, and the meal began with kutya. This exclusive Christmas Eve delicacy had been prepared from whole wheat grains cooked for many hours and seasoned with honey and poppy seeds. Father took a spoonful of it and threw it against the ceiling. The greater the number of grains that adhered to the ceiling, the more prosperous would be the new year. Dish followed dish. There were soups: borshch, the typical Ukrainian soup of beets, sour cabbage pea soup, and fish soup. There were dough wrapped potatoes and also sour cabbage and plum jam courses prepared in a similar manner to that of dough wrapped potatoes. There were cabbage leaves stuffed with buckwheat and leaves stuffed with rice. The supper would not have been complete without mushroom dishes and cooked dried fruits with griddle cakes fried in hemp oil. When the supper was at an end, sisters, brothers, and cousins received nuts and apples. Mother, Father, aunts, and uncles sang carols and told stories. The carolers from the village arrived, singing carols from door to door. The elders made contributions of money which were turned over to the support of the church, Thus the great Christian holiday brought to realization the dearest dream and left the most cherished memory of every Ukrainian-the period of temporary freedom of the hard- working Ukrainian farmer on the fertile Ukrainian soil. MEMORIES Dorothy May, 1 9 3 8 e all woke up early May izth. The Coronation was to be broadcast, and none of us wanted to miss it. My father lived in London during the Coronation of Edward VII. To the rest of us, it was all new. None of us had ever seen or heard a Coronation. During the whole procedure father did not say a word. It was evident that he was reminiscing. He did not see the radio. Instead he saw the Hussars with their brilliant uniforms, the Royal Lancers, the King and Queen in their gilt carriage drawn by eight prancing horses. He could see the procession marching down the Pall Mall past the Admirality Buildings to the House of Parliament and Westminster Abbey. When the ceremony was over, and the King and Queen came out of the Abbey, he was there, in the crowd, just as he had been at another time. Big Ben was booming. The procession began again. It wended its way to Trafalgar Square where the Four Lions guarded Nelson, the hero of Trafalgar, thence to Oxford Circus and Marble Arch. Finally after many weary miles, the parade entered Hyde Park and went up to Buckingham Palace. After it was over he spokea It was just the same. The ceremony, the music, the joy, the shouting, pushing crowds! Everything. Were you ever in the Abbey? I asked. Yes, he said. I've been there several times. It's a wonderful place. There is in it a musty odor, peculiar to that place. Everywhere are ancient relics-tattered flags, swords, rapiers, Bibles, and statues. The tombs of many famous Englishmen are in the Abbey. Everything you see reminds you of other centuriesf, When he Hnished talking, I sat there thinking. Years from now I might be reminiscing. A GALLANT SOLDIER Alice Massey, 1937 Greater love hath no man than this, That he lay down his iife for his friend. utside a blinding snow storm raged. Snow flakes chased each other merrily, leaving the surrounding trees and bushes looking like a winter fairyland. Inside a blazing hre roared. making the house warm and cheery. I paced the floor restlessly wondering just what to do next. Seized with the desire to rummage, I made my way to the attic, and there, in a secluded corner, I came upon a small box. In it were some old diaries and papers which I found were quite amusing. I also found an old Bible, and when I opened its pages l discovered some newspaper clippings, yellow with age. One of them read as follows: KILLED IN CT.-XLLIPULI IQI4-fivirs. Dalton of io Flower St., Higginshaw, Lancashire, England has received official notification that her son, Private john Nliiilliam Dalton, ofthe Royal Marine Light Infantry, was killed in action in the Dardanelles on ltme 17. This clipping proved interesting so I decided to investigate. Mother told me that her brother, john William Dalton, joined the English Navy in September, IQI4 at the age of seventeen. He was attached to the Royal Marines, and after a strenuous training with older men was sent over seas on that fateful expedition to the Dardanelles. This engagement proved to be a great blunder on the part of the British Government, but the slogan of the British soldier and sailor is, Not to reason whyg theirs to do and die. For this reason he fought against terrible odds. Shells from Turkish guns were bursting all around, killing and mairning the brave troops as they attempted to force a landing on the peninsula of Gallipoli. We find Dalton among the landing party. During the thick of the fight the young marine was wounded, but despite his own suffering, he insisted on helping to carry his more unfortunate comrades to safety. Wliile performing this heroic task my uncle was struck by a shell and killed instantly. The comrades of john W'illiam Dalton laid him to rest by his buddies and marked his last resting place with a wooden cross. The fearlessness with which the European youth went to war was in one way a wonderful thing. VC'ith heart and soul they fought for the honor of their beloved country. The great loss of lives and the horrors connected with war have taught the American youth to glorify peace rather than war. AROUND THE WORLD WITH GRANDFATHER Robert Roberts, 1937 NE of the most interesting people I know is my grandfather. He was born in Silesia in 1357. His father made organs and pianos for the nobility. Their home in a border town was the scene of frequent scrimmage during the Austro-German War. Once, when he was ten years old an officer ordered the family to vacate before the advancing enemy. Xlllhen they had gone about a quarter of a mile, their house was destroyed by dynamite. The ravages of warfare are still imprinted on the mind of my grandfather. Although his father wanted him to be an organ maker, he was determined to study art. He traveled on foot to Vienna, at the time of the Wtmrld's Fair of 1973, and studied in one of the large ateliers for live years as apprentice under several famous artists of the time. For a number of years he traveled through Switzerland and France and lived in Paris. Later he continued his studies at Rome. Because he was anxious to see the inside of the Sistine Chapel, he made friends with one of the Vatican guards. One day he learned of the Spanish Pilgrimage to the Ghapelg so he grew a beard and purchased clothing like that of pilgrims. VVhen they arrived for the audience with the Pope, he mixed with them and was allowed to enter. This gave him the opportunity to view the paintings and sculptures he desired to see. During his stay in Italy the restoration of Pompeii and Herculaneuni was undertaken. The most intricate work of the restoration was intrusted to him. Before his eyes the old city came to life. He looks back on this as one of the most interesting experiences of his life. Another thrilling memory is that of the time he climbed Mount Vesuvius. Vi'hile investigating some formation inside the crater there was an erruption which nearly cost his life. In Spain he viewed and studied the Alhambra, in Egypt, the pyramids, and in Greece, the Parthenon. For a while he made his home in Palestine. In each case he lived with the people of the country and usually traveled on foot. He went to Germany surreptitiously in order to escape military training and lived there for a while. Dr. Abert Dulk, the philosopher, was his close friend. He returned to Paris for a short time and then went back to Germany where he married. Vfhen he was thirty-five years old, he came to America. He knew no English, though he could speak German and French and some Italian. For several dreary years he attempted to accustom himself to his new surroundings. Life here was different from the free and easy artist's life in the countries he had left where his art was an open sesame to homes of culture. St. Gaudin was among his intimates, and they had often worked together. In America he became identified with church sculpture and carved statutes for several large churches, among them St. Agatha's in Philadelphia. A statute of Witherspoon on the Witherspoon Building and one of William Penn on the Penn Mutual Insurance Building are among his works in Philadelphia. He did the carvings on the bannister in the Congres- sional Library in Washington. At eighty he can look back on a life filled with interesting experiences. 1 ESCAPE FROM EUCLID Marcia Sanders, 1938 LITTLE HENRY did not really have more trouble than any other person aboard the three masted schooner, Lord Warren, on the voyage from Ceylon. But at that time he was sure that he did. His mother's life must have been complicated enough, for she was in charge of her own five sons and six other children. Eleven children-on a voyage of three months and much of the time becalmed on the hot Indian Ocean! They were all missionaries' children, going to the States to aunts and uncles who could see to their educationsf' Charles, the eldest Alexander boy, wrote in his diary every day- Said our scripture verses and had tea. This creates a misleading impression. They were not such good, pious children as his diary indicated. They were real. Most of the passengers were either missionaries, or British Army officers and their families. When His Lordship missed the Trade Winds and it became evident that the ship might be becalmed indefinitely, the parents of the numerous children aboard the ship decided that the children should be engaged in an educational and profitable enterprise. This meant school! Henry's father was to teach the girls, an army officer, the boys. Mr. Alexander was a gentle man and a kindly teacher. Often good recitations were rewarded with stories. The Army officer, on the other hand, was a severe disciplinarian. He was a middle-aged, dyspeptic, egocentric person, sure that boys were offshoots of the devil and only to be held in check by the rigors of classical learning. Moreover, he was a bully, enjoying the petty dictatorship of his young charges. Now, Boggs, you will conjugate 'nolo,' present subjunctivef' Yes, sir. Nolim, nolis, nolit, nolimus, nolitis, nolint, Boggs responded brightly. Sit down, Alexander.-You, Charles! Translate Cicero for Archais. Section I, I. If. . . I have the ability . . . 0 jurors . . . I . . ., Charles started meekly. Sit down! Too slow! The glance of the man went to Henry, who sat quaking in his seat. Next we shall take geometry. Sanders ,... you, Henry! Have you succeeded in getting proposition one through your thick skull yet? No . . . N . . . No, sir!,' The seven-year-old grew paler as the steely eyes pierced through him. You dunce! What is the matter? I . . . I just can't see it, sir. It is illustrated in the book. Henry made no response. Is it not? Answer me! Have you no tongue? Must I use my strap? The low chuckle of the other boys grew into a loud laugh. And must I tell the rest of you again? Silence! Keep quiet! the red faced man shrieked at the class. Henry and the other little boys peered nervously over the tables in the improvised schoolroom. SandersMtake the same proposition for tomorrow . . . if you can see it, he added sarcastically. Henry did not say a word. The class continued. The boys were drilled in geometry, then in Greek. Finally they were freed for the day-but not Henry. Even outside the schoolroom Henry was not happy. lf two triangles have two sides of the one equal to two sides of the other, each to each, but the angle contained by the two sides . . . oh, why must he learn it? It did not make sense. Then the vision would appear. Euclid, with a rectangular mouth full of pointed teeth, and fierce red eyes, holding in bony fingers two triangleshawful things-almost ghostlike. And Euclid was flaunting them before poor Henry's eyes. The vision haunted him always. The next morning the proposition was no clearer. Before long it was routine that Henry be called numskull. Each day the officer asked Henry if he knew the proposition, and each day poor, scared, little Henry said, No. One day an air of excitement reigned in the schoolroom. The master began his routine. But the tolerance of his young pupils was worn thin. At the first sarcastic remark, bedlam broke loose. The older boys, each armed with a short rope, leaped out of their seats. They rushed to the front of the room. They whipped the teacher. Frightened little Henry ran to the back of the room and hid in a huge coil of hemp. Every few minutes he peeped over the edge of the coil. The fight was almost a riot. The noise was deafening. Henry ducked down again. A shadow crossed the threshold. The Skipper. Avast there, me heartiesl What's up? he boomed. Before many minutes elapsed, order was restored. Henry peeped over the edge of the coil of rope. Calm! He eased out of it. He breathed a sigh of relief. No Euclid today, at least! But his respite was brief. The school was reorganized. The older boys were let out and each was meted out some task by the Skipper. But the younger boys had to return to the tutelage of the Army officer. Henry, alas, was a younger boy. The routine of calling Henry a numskull was resumed, and for long weeks Euclid again haunted Henry day and night. The Bible has something to say about pride going before a fall, and a haughty spirit before destruction. One day the school master decided to disobey the command that no one except the crew was to climb to the crow's nest. He was part way up when the sailors cut the ropes and left him dangling in mid-air. After several hours of hanging to the remaining ladder, the skipper sent aid to the now penitent Army officer. After this incident the schoolmaster lost caste. Everyone looked down upon him. But-the school continued. The days passed with the same old story until Henry, while racing around on the deck, fell and hurt his finger. lt was just a scratch, but it became infected. By this time, Henry's parents were aware of his horror of school. After his finger became infected, they agreed to his skipping the education for the rest of the journey. His finger did not bother him after the ship's doctor lanced it. Henry was a favorite among the grown-ups. All the kind ladies aboard the ship, gave him raisins from their private supplies. Nothing more was said to Henry about school, but whenever the schoolmaster passed by, the vision returned to Henry. Euclid, with the rectangular mouth full of pointed teeth, and fierce red eyes,-holding in bony fingers two triangles, awful things, almost ghostlike. And Euclid was flaunting them before poor Henry's eyes. Then came the morning when the lookout sang out, Land Ho! People scurried around taking care of last minute errands and tasks. Southampton was dead ahead! After the boat docked, Henry and Charles were permitted to go for a walk up and down the quay. As they walked toward the city, a tall man loomed in front of them. Henry and Charles humbly doffed their caps and said Good day, sir. Their greeting to their former schoolmaster was answered with a forbidding look. The boys turned and went toward the Lord Warren . After Henry climbed nimbly over the rail, he looked toward the city. The schoolmaster was gone-Euclid was dead. FUTILITY Betty Garvin, 1938 HE soft square of blue velvet formed a striking contrast to the splintered oak drawer of the antique trunk. The tiny pearl bitton on one end fascinated me, and after a short hesitation I pushed it. With a little je' 1 the lid sprang up, displaying a beautifully fragile locket on a pillow of ivory satin, its gli chain coiled around like yards and yards of snake ready to spring. Even though the pale blue sparks of the medium sized diamond in the back told me that I was an outsider, I pried open the locket. There in the ashes of a dead rose was a dream. A large stone house is well hidden among stately oaks. As one approaches the massive doorway one can see the stables where race horses are given the most meticulous care. In the impressive living room a young man and girl have a stolen interview. After pleading earnestly for a few minutes the man paces the floor dejectedly, pausing now and then to settle a point with the girl, weeping silently into a lace handkerchief. But jesse, I can't forsake my family and marry you. They need me. We have been threatened twice, once by the Confederates and once by the Yankees. Each believes us to be aiding the other side. We may even lose our home. Jesse James, the notorious outlaw! This was during the Civil Xlilar, long before the days of plundering. Long before, bitter by persecution, the james' boys had banded together into a sort of Robin Hood conspiracy. You have given me your answer. I must leave. I can't hope any longer. Good bye. With not another word he is gone-never to return. The girl does not move. Dully, she listens to his footsteps echoing along the hall, listening, it seems, to the years of her life gliding by. Life has put her upon a pinnacle, and suddenly she isn't there. Slowly she walks out to the kitchen. Her forehead is wrinkled with contemplation. She stops at the door to the pantry where the household supplies are kept, she gropes about in the semi-darkness until she comes to a bottle. She throws back her head, opens her mouth and tilts the bottle so that its contents catapult down her throat. She swallows convulsively and then chokes. Somewhere there is a thud as something falls. There is a gentle, steadying pressure on her shoulder, like a hand and then the gray light from the doorway goes black and the floor under her slides off the edge of the world into space. The dream faded and I was left holding only a tiny locket-the last remembrance of my great aunt, Burtie Sanders. HOW FATHER CAME FROM IRELAND WITH TWO POUNDS AND AN ADDRESS Patricia Crerand, 1 9 38 NOW fell on the little town of Mountain Tully with relentless persistence. Already it was boot-top high and still the white flakes curtained theiiiir. Fitting weatherf' Patrick thought, to be leaving home. Maybe he would never seertiie quiet town again dressed in its white finery. In his pocket were two pounds and an address-lvlr. Thomas A. Dougherty, Xlllest Eighteenth Street, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States of America. What could he do with two pounds? It wouldn't pay his passage to America, besides he needed the money in order to enter the United States. Perhaps he could work his way over. Yes, that was it-maybe they would let him enter the galley of the ship. Pushing steadily along, he stared at the road ahead of him. Only once did he turn his eyes from the road and look back-but no, he couldn't turn back now. He wasn't a coward. He had started, and he would keep on. Now he was passing the old smithy where he had often worked after school with his father. It was hard to leave. But he must. His father was dead-killed in the Boer Nllfat. His body was there in the little church cemetery that shone through the trees. The chalky tombstones were scarcely discernible against the snow. Pat averted his face and looked toward the flickering beam from the lighthouse-Mhis guiding light. None of this mattered now-he was going to the promised land, America! Now he was walking on the shore road where the black weather beaten rocks shone wet in the light. He heard the deep, throaty roars as the waves met and retreated from the shore. He must walk faster faster even thou wh his feet were tired and blistered. There was the pier! The keeper of the lighthouse turned the beam on the 'LAmerican. The news spread, and soon people were gathering around the pier. Men, women, and children waited patiently for their loved ones. As the ship drew nearer, sailors called to their families and threw their hats in the air. As the ropes were made fast, Patrick jumped on to the boat. Running over the weather worn boards, he burst into the galley of the second deck. Before the chief cook had a chance to speak, he blurted out, Any chance of my getting a job to work my way to America? Even a mess job will do. Please mister, say you will. The jolly chef looked him over, just in time, son, I was going to give one of the sailors i . fs the job, but you're a fine lad. You're hired. Patrick's heart jumped. He would see America soon! It was late in the afternoon when the American swept away from the little dock. The rolling waves leaped upon the snowy shore. People were waving goodbye. Patrick leaned against the rail, gazing at the beautiful country he was leaving. He could still see his mother standing at the gate. He had told her that he was going to make his fortune and that she wouldn't have to worry any longer. Patrick worked faithfully in the galley, patiently waiting for the new land. Cne night as he was getting ready for bed, he looked out the port hole. Could he be dreaming? But, no. There it wasiAmerica, the strange land where 'Leveryone was a millionaire. He scarcely waited for the ship to dock before he ran down the gang plank. As he looked about, he saw tall buildings. It would take him a hundred years to examine their splendor and magnificence. He felt like a speck against these monarchs. He was pushed along by the quickly moving people. When Patrick found himself, he was in the outskirts of the city and it was getting dark. He must find some shelter for the night. In the morning he would start for Philadelphia. Seeing a quaint old inn, which reminded him of his home in Ireland, he decided to go in. The couple who owned the inn insisted on giving him their large wooden bed. In the morn- ing the old lady made a kind of Irish stew consisting of dough, boiled with potatoes, and a little salt pork. Patrick relished this as he hadn't had a square meal since he had left the Americana. He inquired of the old lady when the carriage would be leaving for Phila- delphia. The woman said that if he hurried, he could get a ride. Pk Ik lk is After long hours of bumping, joggling, and slow moving, he finally reached Philadelphia. Patrick, expecting to see a mQh smaller city than New York, found one almost as large. He left the driver and weri inside a little store for shelter. Once inside, he searched his pocket for the letter that he had received three weeks before. He glanced at the address and hurried out of the store. Eighteenth Street, and this was Sixteenth. It wasn't very far, but he was so tired. The walk seemed like two hours to his aching feet. And there f in front of him he saw a black- smith shop. This must be the place Mr. Dougherty had described in his letter. At last he was there. He knocked on the door. It was opened by an old man who cried, Patrickl Patrick! my boy, you have come. Come in. You're tired. my lad. f'Oh! Mr. Dougherty, I am so glad to find someone I know. It seems so much like old Ireland. Come Patrick. you need some sleep. In the kitchen I have some porridge waiting for you. Later we can talk, but now you will rest my boy. 'Tis a long hard trip you've taken, but your journey's done. It's America you'll be loving now, my boy. SCHOOL CAFETERIA Marcia Sanders, 1938 Silence- Then A hell rings Footsteps approt A door hangs Feet scuffle Dishes clatter Money clinlcs Pupils chatter Dishes chatter Feet scuffle Doors hang Footsteps fade Then- Silence. Z 15' ,-4 I ich HO-HUM Betty Lovett, 1 9 3 9 A stretch of yellou' fluffy legs, Tiny protruding pin-point claws Catching the nap of the rug, A aide and sleepy yaun showing Tiny needle-like teeth of white- Tail extended, back hunched, Settling in a comfortable curve, Theref a soft purr-another yawn, Flutter of eyelids over eyes of emerald. HALOS Ruth Michener, 1939 l wonder if the Virgin Mary l-lad a halo around her head Looking at the Bahy Christ Child Slumhering in his tiny hed? Did he himself have a Crown of light Wheii he was living here on earth- Ministering to his people ln felloaship, in grief, in mirth? l wonder if immortal heings l-loiering around the throne above, Light the heavens with their radiance As they sing for joy and lore? All of these are only wonders, Someday l it-ill lcnou' instead, When I, changed to his likeness, May hate a halo 'round my head. THE LADY JEWEL Betty Lovett, 1959 Nestling in crimson satin, The Lady Jewel liesg A lovely radiant lassie W'ith large and violet eyes. Her cheeks are tinted with roses Of midsummer uhen in hloomg Her hair a jet hlach mist- Like rays of harvest moon. Her tiny fairy-like features Are of a golden tint, Her dress of a valiant color, The taste ofa julip mint. The radiance of these colors All mixed up as one, Resemhle the sunset rays Of her lord and master, the sun. THE RIVER Julia Stewart, 1939 Enough that it rushes along Down its appointed path, Lilce amateur it yells its song:- First there's a groan, then a laugh, Muddy and yellow, Roaring and loud, softer than rnellou All its foam forms a cloud. Sometimes it's playful- Other times itls tired- It usually has a dayfid, Then its energy is fred And in the duslcy tu-ilight lt lazily lopes along. And in the duslcy twilight lt sings a lullaby song. Long years of nightly iigil, I2 NOSEGAY Betty Lovett, 1 9 3 9 The primrose in her coat of red, The forget-me-not so blue, The violet in her cozy bed, The rose in her coral hue, The fountain sprinkling water clear, The lilypad so clean, Tiny goldfish swimming near, There! a frogskin green. The coolin'g shade from the trees That sway in measured grace. The flowers playing with the bees That kiss each pretty face. LIFELESS BEAUTY Winona Clark, 1939 O'er the calm graceful river there lay A path of shimmering light, Born of the dancing moonbeams' play, Falling soft in the summer night. The river flowed 'tween its banks of pine, Grand and secret and old, Till it paused awhile to bask and shine And hlter through that molten gold. A million fish are in thy care, A thousand boats upon thy breast, A voice of youth is in the air, The mountain stream is in thy rest. Oh river deep, look up and know' The moon that sails on high, Though radiant, is cold as snow, Just lifeless beauty in the sky. CEMETERY Harry Irwin, 1959 Final resting place of the dead' Place of sorrow- Quiet. Place where the living honor the Gruesome place! Playground of ghosts. Sleeping place of the dead- Resting place of heroes. I 7 dead NIGHT WATCHMAN Betty Garvin, 1938 The inky darkness, closing around, ICEBERG Betty Wohnus, 1 9 3 7 White, massive beauty, Tall as a skyscraper, Large as a city square, The iceberg tou ers above us lvienacing, yes, menacing As a lion to a babe. But, so beautiful, so dazzling, So seemingly peaceful, That it astonishes and bewilders one. Yet it can wreck ships, kill people, And cause much disaster and distress The numerous peaks and crevices Remind one of huge whitecaps On an an gry, stormy sea. The frequent snou slides bring lvlemories of storms at home, Wfhen the drifted snow on the roof Slides off it ith a Soft sigh and a muffled thud. The window, glossy in the iridescent glow of the street lampg The corridor, bravely ascending into the black- nessg The doors, some shut, some yawning at me, Daring me to enterg The massive machines, so huge, so still, W'aiting through the night, black as themselves, My little lantern, rusted from long years' use, Swinging by my side, my sole companion, Its feeble flickering, yet cheering, glimmer- offering A challenge to the shadows, The empty smell of empty rooms, My oun overalls uorn uithout changing So long they themselves had absorbed the smell of the factoryg A tiny tacking noise-a mouse probably, 'h ' Wlell, let him be in peace-small pickings he Tk' would get here. H ll-I J. MTHE PATSY Ruth Farrow, 1937 On Friday evening April 30, IQ37 the Senior Class of the Claymont High School presented its annual sthool play under the direction of Miss Olive lxlor- row. This vear tlie class selected a comedy farce en- titled The Patsy. The plot of the story centers around Patsy, the youngest member ofthe bickering Harrington family. Patricia, feeling that she is falling behind as a social climber, buys a boolc entitled XX'ise and NX'itty Say- ings. As a result her faintly believes that she is losing her mind. The outcome, however, is happy for Patsy succeeds in getting her man. The cast included: Fwill Harrington Robert Broadbent Mrs. Xlfilliain Harrington Edna Fawcett Ilatricia Harrington Fern Xvehrheitn Grace Harrington Gladys ,lones llilly Caldwell Albert Kaiser Tony Anderson Vincent Frampton Sandy lxlcllugal Hamilton Evans Sadie llucanan Virginia Norris 'AT-rip Busty Vl'illiam XX'hite SENIOR HALLOXVEEN FESTIVAL Gladys jones. 1937 To the Senior Class, October 31, 1956 meant the night for its annual Hallowe'en Festival. The Clay mont High School Ciytnnasiutn was gaily decorated in orange and black streamers. Round black cat faces and orange pumpkins were hanging around the room to give it the Hallowe'eny air, while orange shaded lights helped to complete the atmosphere. At this festival the Seniors attempted something different- a barn dance. It was not however the success they had hoped it would be. The smaller children had a wonderful time throw- ing confetti and streamers on the dancing couples. Finally. to climax the evening, everybody trooped down to the cafeteria for delicious things to eat. CANDLELIGHT SERVICE Hazel Hall, 1937 Qn the evening of December 17, 1956 the Girls' Clee Club directed by Mrs. Nelle Baker presented a memorable program in the form of a candlelight service. ln giving this program the Cvlee Club was assisted by other branches of the music departtnent. This service, the first of its kind to be given in our school, was impressive, inspirational, and in keeping with the spirit of Christmas. Promptly at 8:90 the girls, clothed in white and carrying lightesl candles, entered doors on each side of the root11. They marched around the darkened auditorium singing, 0 Come! All Ye Faithful and then up the steps to the stage where they met in the center. Here the candles were extinguished two by two and mysteriously disposed of. The orchestra, directed by Mr. Knowles, played Christmas Festival and Chorale by Schumann. A mixed chorus. consisting of the Glee Club and the boys of the eleventh and twelfth grades, sang three numbers: Angels XVe Have Heard On High, Jesu Bambino, and XVhat Child ls This. Doris Gibney, accompanied by lslrs. Blema Tatman, played a xylophone solo, Romance by Nolch. The audi- ence joined in the service bv singing two Christmas carols. These carols, Harlcl The Herald Angels Sing and Silent Night were projected upon the screen. Silent Night was shown for the first time, illustrated by ten beautiful hand painted slides. The Cvlee Cluh, accompanied by Miss Rita Tat- man, presented the cantata 'AThe Wonderftil Mes- sage by Kount: in which Catherine Anderson and Audrey Ford sang the solo parts. The reader was Fern Wehrheini. As a recessional the girls marched out of the auditorium with lighted candles singing joy to the XX'orld. The entire program was ap- propriate for the Christmas season and was greatly enjoyed by the audience. CINEMA SHOTS jack Carty, 1938 The color from the spot is fading out, and the music from the electric phonograph has died away. Asa well l-tnown Terry Toon heading is flashed on the screen, a resounding applause fills the school auditoriutn. This show of appreciation dehnitely proved that the animated antics of Paul Terry's cast was the favorite ofthe noon movie audiences. The movie programs were presented every Mon- day at the noon hour for a period of twenty weeks. The shows were given, not for the purpose of making money, but only to supply a variety in entertainment for the Claymont School boys and girls. During the '56 '37 school year the pupils of Clay- mont High saw in their assembly programs Elms on a large assortment of subjects. The visual education operating staff this year con- sisted of Vincent Frampton, chief operator, and lack Carry, assistant chief. Raymond Tomasetti llllkl Andrew Franklin were Hrst and second assistants respectively. THE CERCLE FRANCAIS Margaret Moore, 1937 The Cercle Francais consists of about forty-nve members of the two French classes. Our meetings, conducted in French, are held on the last Friday in every month in the school auditorium. Refreshments are served in the cafeteria at the close of each meeting. ln each of our programs we endeavor to better under- stand the lives and customs ofthe French people. At one meeting lylr. Stahl gave a talk illustrated by colored slides which he had purchased while he was in France sometime ago. In another meeting each student told some interesting facts about France. 'I-lil: year the Cercle presented a French movie entitled Foil de Carotte fRed-headj. It was de- cided that any profits were to be spent on French records to aid pronunciation in the classes. The program was opened with a Welcome hy the president, after which the audience sang the Marseillaise accompanied on the piano by Hazel Hall. Then we saw the poignant story of little Red- heacl. ' Out of eleven schools invited the following were represented: Alexis I. duPont, Pierre S. duPont, Wilmington High, Conrad, Archmere, University of Delaware, and Caesar Rodney. The.Cercle has already purchased three French records and hopes that other French classes will get as much enjoyment and help from them as have the classes this year. CULTURAL OLYMPICS Ruth Michener, 1939 In the Cultural Olympics high schools and colleges from all over the country compete for supremacy in the many phases of cultural arts, such as music, dramatics, dancing, choral speaking and art. Choral speaking is a new branch of art intro- duced in Claymont by Miss Hayes. In this the words of the poems are spoken in chorus. The selections which the Sophomores will give in the contest include a modern poem hy Carl Sandburg, an old nursery rhyme and a Psalm. The Sophomore Class presented LlWllXCkI Ends which was First prize in the one-act play contest that was sponsored hy the Alumni, Dances hy Bernice Egan and Betty Dickinson were also entered in the divisional competition of the Cultural Olympics. In the art section of the Olympics twelve speci- mens of work were submitted by the following students: Gerd Zwilgmeyer, Ruth Bryson, Vllinona Clark, George Bell, lohn Lypka, Sue Chandler, Benjamin Hogan, and Edna Fawcett. The exhihits consisted of charcoal drawings, paintings, and pencil sketches. These passed the preliminaries and were shown in the exhihits of the Christian Association at Penn University. GYM EXHIBITION Randolph King, 1937 On Friday evening, April Q, the third annual exhibition of the Phvsical Education classes was held in the Claymont School gvmnasium under the direc- tion of Mr. Prince and Miss Seipp, the Physical Education teachers. The purpose of the exhihition was to demonstrate to parents and friends of the school the accomplish- ments of the gymnasium classes. One ofthe largest crowds ever seen in the school Ugymn attended this exhihition. The program was opened with some preliminary statements hy Mr. Stahl. Following this the routine was taken up. This consisted of tumbling, ballet dances and pyramid building. R. King and R. Keating presented an amusing clown act entitled The Wrong Tooth. After this a tableau was given hy hovs of grades ten to twelve. Physical Education in the Claymont High School presents a wider field of extra curricular work than any other subject offered in the school. THE MUSIC WEEK PROGRAM The week of hflay the second to the eighth was observed as Music Week hy our entire nation. The first recorded ohservance of Music Xweek took place in Boise, Idaho. in roto. A precedent was estahlisheel which was followed hy celebrations at Dallas, Texas, St. Louis, lwlissourig and Sharon, Pa. It has now become an annual occasion of nation-wide ohserv- ance. Music Vfeek is introducing new methods of enter- tainment. Among the latest, are piano symphonies, combining the efforts of twenty to hlty persons. The largest was given at Indianapolis when 75 pianos were played simultaneously hv one hundred and twenty-five persons. hiusic lovers have recently adopted this suitable slogan Make music your friend, from youth to age. Our school was not to he an exception. Celehrating this week with the following program made us realize the cultural and inspirational values to be found in music. The program is as follows: I. The Background of hlusic Week -hy Albert Kaiser. 2. Oirls' Olee Cluh: a. Sweet Spring Is Advancing--Bach. h. Ave Maria f-Arcadelt. c. Ahl Sweet lwlystery of l.ife-'fHerhert. 3. Values of Music Studies'-hy eleven girls of grade twelve. 4. Piano trio: a. Gladys lones. h. Doris Oiles. c. Edna Fawcett. 5. Guests from Chester High School Introduced hy the Head of the lwlusic Department4lxlr Long. 6. Address hy the Principal of Chester High School-hir. Pedlow. 7. Their program as presented: a. Soprano solos-V Miss Elizaheth Ross. Accompanist-Y-Nliss lwlarie Nxlohl. h. Piano solo -lwliss Esther Cluinhy. B. A sketchw Nevin and His Nlusic. a. Peggy Enherg. h. Miss Tatman. 9. Xylophone solo-llleverlv Taradash, ro. Demonstration of NX'oodwind Instruments. a. Mr. Knowles, assisted hy Adelaide Ridgaway and XVilhur Griffith. This program, enhanced hy the talent from Chester High School, proved to he one of the best presented this vear. The hank of education never fails-H invest in music study. STATE CHAMPIONS Mr. H. E. Stahl, Superintendent of Schools, and Coach Z. E. Prince are now Delaware State Doubles Champions in badminton. Mr. Stahl and Mr. Prince started to play in the state tournament this year in a field of 83 con- testants as compared with the total of only 46 entries last year. Mr. E. C. Huber of Wilmington, Sponsor of the State Tournament and donor of the trophies, presented the medals to our representa- tives at our assembly on April 7, last. He com- mended both men on their fine game and sports- manship. DECLAMATION CONTESTS Minerva James, Eleanor Wallace, Bernice Egan, and Peggy Maguire represented our school in the New Castle County Declamation Contest at the Alexis I. DuPont School. In the dramatic division of the contest, Minerva james took second honors, while in the humorous division Eleanor Wallace and Peggy Maguire placed second and third respectively. These achievements entitled Minerva James and Eleanor Wallace to compete in the State Declamation Contest, in which Minerva brought honors to herself and our school by winning the third prize. Reading from left to right are: Minerva james, Eleanor Wallace and Bernice Egan. ' FOOTBALL Football in the Claymont High School is a comparatively new sport, since this is only the second year that we have participated in inter- scholastic competition. The members of the team are, from left to right: Front row:-Coach, E. Prince, W. Oberle, F. MacNamara, J. Robertson, R. King and L. Brown, Co-Captains, T. Watkins, T. Downes, J. Spring, H. Paige. Center row:-S. Speakman, R. Price, W. White, A. Michener, DeGraw, D. Hineman, R. Oberle, I. Crusco, R. Casey, O. Waldron, Manager. Back row:-C. Rohling, Manager, A. Kaiser, R. Keating, R. Pettit, V. Frampton, A. McGurk, A. Mahoney, W. McOurk, R. Miller, Manager. BASKETBALL In the season of 1936-'37 our basketball squad has been very successful. Out of the sixteen games that were played, our team was victorious in twelve. In the picture, standing, from left to right are: Coach Prince, H. Evans, G. Waldron, S. Speakman, J. Carty, A. Michener, D. Hineman, W. White, DeGraw, J. Weatherlow, Faculty Manager, W. Taylor. Front row: Manager, C. Rohling, J. Robertson, L. Brown, T. Downes, R. King, T. Watkins, R. Keating, Manager, A. Kaiser. TRACK Although our track team is confronted by a very heavy schedule this year, it is the firm belief and hope of all the members of the squad that they will finish the season with as excellent a record as our teams have established in previous years. In the picture, standing, from left to right are: Coach, Prince, Manager, Gordon Waldron, J. jordan, R. Leinheiser, R. Tomasetti, W. White, A. Michener, R. Casey, W. Mahoney, Super- intendant, H. E. Stahl, Faculty Manager, W. Taylor, Center row: T. Watkins, R. Roberts, S. Speakman, R. Miller, A. Kaiser, C. Kovanic, V. Frampton, T. Downes, L. Brown, R. King. Front row: H. Irwin, W. DeVore, R. Price, A. McGurk. JUNIOR HIGH BASEBALL The Iunior High School in baseball, as in other sports, serves as a stepping stone to a high school varsity team. In the picture reading from left to right are: Front Row-P. Neff, W. Yetter, R. Wheatley, R. Gbetle, Capt. R. Palmer, W. Bane, L. Minutola. Back rowfl. Maxwell, Manager, I. Crusco, W. Lilley, P. Leinheiser, W. McGurk, Coach Taylor, H. Hall and C. Bennett were missing when the picture was taken. GIRLS' HOCKEY TEAM Surviving the competition that was provided by the junior, Sophomore, and Freshman classes, the Senior Girls' Hockey Team defeated the opposing teams by scores of 7TO, 4w, and Seo. Under the capable coaching of Miss Mathilde Seipp, this team of girls has won the school championship two years in succession. Reading from left to right are: A. Ridgaway, E. Waldron, M. Morrison, C. Reiter, M. Mas- trangelo, M. Wilhelm, V. Pyne, G. Jones, F. Wehrheim, M. Hopton, Captain, A. Massey, D. Marenko. THE SGPHOMGRE PLAY The play contest sponsored by the Claymont Alumni was won by the Sophomore Class with the play, 'LWaxed Ends. The Seniors placed second, and the juniors won third place. Those in the cast of the winning play are pictured here. Reading from left to right they are: Nora, the maid . . . . BETTY Lovisrr Frederick Lee, Sr. . . . . SAM KELLY Bob Gorling . . . .... joe DEGRAW Elsie Lee ........ BARABARA Mooize jane Burby ...... DOROTHY KAUFFMAN Donald Hineman who played the part of Frederick Lee, lr., was absent when the picture was taken. BASKETBALL, 1 9 36- 3 7 Albert Kaiser Claymont High School's 1936-'37 Varsity Basketball team closed a successful season by winning twelve games and losing only four games to other schools. The team started its season by losing to Middletown High School and then to Beacom College. However, after these first two defeats, the boys settled down to busi- ness and became in reality New Castle County Basketball Champions. Claymont avenged three of her four de- feats by beating Conrad High by two points and Middletown by a large margin. The final game with Archmere was the most difficult. As the final gun sounded, Clay- mont was leading by one point. The Arch- mere center, however, was awarded a free throw, which he missed, thereby giving the game to Claymont. Since a return game was not scheduled with Beacom College, the team could not avenge its early season defeat. Claymont is proud of its basketball team. Coach Prince will develop another cham- pion team next year with the available talent. The junior Varsity team is also a credit to the school. This team won seven and lost five games. The scores for the Varsity games follow: CLAYMONT OTHER Sci-roots I4 Middletown 18 1 3 Beacom 22 ZQ Alumni 27 34 Delaware City 18 31 New Castle zo 16 Conrad IQ 34 Tower Hill 1 1 28 Newark 20 25 Friends 15 20 Conrad 18 IQ Archmere 22 23 Middletown 1 3 23 New Castle 20 35 Tower Hill 21 25 Delaware City 18 IQ Archmere 18 398 TOTAL POINTS 3oo BASEBALL fHIGH SCHOOLQ Our High School baseball team had its first practice about the first of April under the guiding hand of Coach Prince. Many boys reported for practice, and, judging by the enthusiasm shown, a good season will be the result. The battery for Claymont is made up of ,lohn Robertson, Scotty Evans, and Carmile Gentile, pitchers, with lack Carty holding down the catching position. The team is captained by Bill Oberle. HIGH SCHOOL BASEBALL SCHEDULE VUE THEY April I3 Alexis l. DuPont Away 5 8 23 Tower Hill Home 8 o May 4 New Castle Home 6 3 18 New Castle Away - - 21 Conrad Home - - 25 Alexis I. DuPont Home - - June 4 Conrad Away - - JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL BASKETBALL The junior High School basketball squad was divided into a varsity and a junior varsity squad for the first time in its history. Under Mr. Taylor the teams turned in very enviable records, the varsity team winning ten games and losing only one, which was to Marshallton on the latter's home court. The junior Varsity lost four games and won six games. The varsity team was captained by Rip Oberle who scored 142 points in II games. He sunk sixty field goals and twenty-two fouls to make his 142 points. Scores and opponents are below: CLAYMONT OTHER Sci-roots 30 Senior High J. V. I9 33 Mt. Pleasant I7 23 Delaware City 15 26 New Castle 6 24 Marshallton 26 22 Newark 18 ZQ Marshallton 24 26 Mt. Pleasant 18 26 Archmere 6 IQ New Castle I4 23 Delaware City I3 291 TOTAL POINTS 176 FOOTBALL, 1 93 6 Claymont High School's football team of 1936 turned in a record of two victories, one tie, and four defeats. Meeting stiff competi- tion the team showed up well for its second year on the gridiron. Seven games in all were played. They are as follows: DATE OPPONENT We THEY Oct. 2 Alexis l. DuPont ro o 9 Dover o o 16 Caesar Rodney o 18 23 New Castle 38 7 Nov. 6 Conrad o 31 1 3 Friends 7 1 2 zo P. S. Dupont I3 35 TRACK SEASON OF 1936 Last year's track and field season was one of the most successful in the past three years. Under the able guidance of Coach Prince, the team was whipped into condition and made an excellent showing for an un- seasoned squad. The first meet of the year was the Penn Relays on April 25. The boys, Charles Kovanic, Richard Hasting, Samuel Speak- man, and Albert Kaiser, succeeded in capturing fifth place. Delaware Interscholastics were held at Delaware College on May 2. However, the results were not favorable to Claymont as they lost to Middletown. lt was at this meet that Andrew Nagy pole-vaulted II feet 6 inches for a new school record and a tie for second place. Gut third and last large track event was the Jacob I. Tome School Meet at Port Deposit, Maryland on May 9. Claymont took three first places, no second places, one third place, and two fourth places. Last, but not least, the half-mile relay team easily won its event. Two new records were established by the relay team: our own Claymont School record and the jacob I. Tome School Meet record. Middletown and Georgetown were our next rivals at a meet held at Middletown. Middletown edged Claymont out by half a point while Georgetown placed third. The following week the Middletown boys were Claymont's guests on our own home field. Claymont sought revenge for the previous week's defeat and got it by winning over Middletown by a large score. Church Farm boys were our next visitors, bringing their Junior High team with them. Claymont dropped the meet to her visitors by a close margin. Our last meet was with our neighboring school, Archmere. Archmere was handi- capped by some of its best material having gone home, and so Claymont took the meet with a bang. graduation the season of 1937. is as follows: Penn Relays As Claymont lost only a few men by team remains intact for the ,U The schedule of 1937 meets f J' April 23-24 Franklin Field, Pa. Delaware Interscholastics May 1 Newark, Del. jacob I. Tome lwfay 8 Port Deposit, Md. Conrad May' 13 Home Middletown May 22 Home Church Farm May 29 Glen Loch, Pa. P. S. du Pont june 4 Home PHYSICAL EDUCATION FOR GIRLS Hockey opens the outdoor activities for girls at Claymont High School in September. lt is a thrilling game, and the girls love it and find it one of the InOSt exhilarating of all out door sports. After several weeks of practice, a series of inter-class games are played. When the hockey season is over, the girls play basketball for short periods during their regular physical education classes. ln February and March a schedule of inter-class volley ball games was arranged for a noontime activity once a week. Other noontime activities during winter months included social dancing, ping pong, shuffle board, and goal shooting. With the coming of spring all the girls participate in track and field events during regular class periods. Throughout the whole school year the seniors and juniors were given the physical education tests prepared by the National Recreation Association. At the close of school in June a number of girls will receive certificates of merit for equalling or excelling the national standards. At the annual gymnastic exhibition pro- gram early in April, 130 girls out of an en- rollment of 2oo took part. The girls pre- sented dancing, club swinging, gymnastics, apparatus work, and pyramid building. Every girl who is physically able partici- pates in all phases of athletic activities. ln place of highly competitive sports the school athletic program is so planned and executed that all the pupils will derive a recreational and an educational value. The cultivation of proper health habits and the ability to keep physically fit are the main objectives of our physical education program. 52 Z. If ALUMNI NEWS Something new in the way of student contests was the play contest sponsored by the Alumni Association. The friendly competition among the high school classes furnished a lively evening's entertainment for the audience. Each class from Freshmen to Seniors pre- sented a one act play. The Sophomore Class, coached by Miss Sara Eppihimer, garnered the first prize of S15 for its amusing little play, Waxed Ends. The second prize of Src went to the Seniors, coached by Miss Dorothy Hayes, for their selection, Not Tonight. The third prize of S5 was awarded to the junior Class who, coached by Mrs. Marshall Sanders, presented Rooms to Let. :lf ik if ik The annual Christmas dance held December 28 was a great success, President Finoc- chiario announces. This dance has become a school tradition comarable to Seniors' P Hallowe'en Festival. Chairman of the committee was Claire Lockard, ' 6. 3 PF if wk ll! A reunion dinner for Alumni members and the graduating class will be held on june 12. We like this attempt of the Alumni Association to be friendly with the Seniors. The Seniors will be wanting to join next year, and this dinner will give them an opportunity to get ac- quainted, not only with the Association members, but with the workings of the organization. FF lk HK Uk Betty Price graduated from Xwilmington General Hospital. Quite in keeping with her Claymont record, she won fifty dollars for having highest general standing in her class. incidentally that prize was won there years ago by another Claymont Graduate, Mrs. C. Carter, CEmma Heapsj class of '30, who recently gave birth to a baby boy. Another prize winner is Margaret jones '33 who graduated from W'ilmington General Hospital Nursing School and won second prize for having the second highest general average. Winona Entrekin '32 will graduate from Delaware County Hospital at West Chester. John Crerand, graduating this year from the University of Delaware Engineering School, has been on the honor roll during his stay there. Harry Rich, who has also been on the honor roll of the University of Delaware, will graduate from the language department this year. Edwin Hineman '33 graduates this june from the University of Pennsylvania. He has been a member of the Mask and Vlfig Club and of the University Glee Club. Martha Mason '51 is studying for her Master's Degree in Chemistry at the University of Vermont. Martha won a fellowship for her outstanding work during her four years at Delaware. Having completed a business course at Beacom's, Henrietta Bolin is now a teacher at the Girls' Industrial School. Louanna Hanby '36 was Freshman attendant at the May Day Festival at the University of Delaware where Elizabeth Davidson, a former Claymont pupil, was crowned queen. Grace Kwick '35, in her sophomore year at Delaware has been made business manager ofthe Blue and Gold , a publication that comes out every two years. President of the Student Council at Goldey College is Blair Zebley's new title. Next time you feel like speeding along the highway, better change your mind. For John Conrad '53 is now a minion of the law and he doesn't fix traffic summons! The Army and Navy are both well represented in our Alumni group with Harlan and Robert Pyle both in the Navy and Ray Schuler with the Army in Hawaii. Incidentally, Ray holds the record for dashes in his division. Nellie Harrington, class of '36 has already merited a position with the Chester Water Company while Betty Culver '36 is affiliated with the Equitable Trust Co. Eros has been having an open season among our Alumni group and can go back to Glympus with a full bag. Among those who have muttered the fateful I do's are Martha Howard, '32 who is now Mrs. Reginald Vorous. Ellen Nields also class of '32 has taken the vows as Mrs. George Coldron. MIDNIGHT LUNCH Eleanor Wallace A little bit of this, A little bit of that, A little bit of chicken, A little bit of fat, A few old cold potatoes, Some jelly and some jam, 'Most anything is good At night- 'Im hungry-yes, I am. A little bit of pie, Ummm! boy, and is it good?? And would I eat that candy?? I hope to say I would. Then climbing back to bed I'd go In case K'Mom had a hunch And feeling-so much better From that-my midnight lunch. -ELEANOR XVALLACE Randolph King, while walking up the hall on Monday following the Delaware Inter-Scholastic Track Meet, came face to face with an enthusi- astic teacher: TEACHER: Well, how did you make out in the meet? RANDOLPH: One TEACHER: Wonderful. RANDOLPH: Yeah, one point. MR. KUPJIAN: lt is never wise to get under a car while it is running. After Mr. Kupjian had watched Whitey peering at the labels on every bottle in the Chemistry Lab for half an hour, he dis- gustedly asked what the boy had lost. l'm looking for that bottle of H20 for the next experiment, Whitey blandly re- plied. SMALL BOY, Crunning up to Miss Seipp after a Gym. eriod : Miss G m, have you seen Y . anything of my sweater? MR. COLL1Ns: HRobert, if you want to chew that, take it out of your mouth. CHARLES tin Sociology Classj: Mn Collins, who won the Industrial Revolution? There once was a man named Jim Whose feet were long and thin, As he'd walk down the street All the people would shriek Look out, there's a barge comin' in. -CHARLES KOVANIC. King Teddy was very steady 'Till Wally came along Now he's passed from Baldwin's favor Like last year's popular song. -ALICE MAssEY. A boy from the Y. M. C. A. Wfhen paddled by Dad ran away When they caught him down South He frothed at the mouth So they phoned for the S. P. C. A. -FLORENCE JOHNSON. GOOD MANNERS: HEREDITY OR ENVIRONMENT? A young gentleman of grandfather's, or even father's day, Often possessed a small book. lts title was Don't, its subject Manners, But in this day and age, we realize that such nonsense has gone over- board. Therefore we shall attempt to revise several points. If the hat of the young lady with whom you are walking blows off and into the middle ofa busy thoroughfare, never permit yourself to lose your manly dignity. Never rush to its rescuel It would, however, be greatly appreciated if you would inform the young lady, perhaps thusly- Pardon me, but you've dropped something. This will give the young lady ample time to recover the lost chapeau. If a girl invites you to a party, under no circumstances let her know at Once whether or not you intend to attend. lt is preferable to leave her up in the air until the last minute. After all, you really might seem too anxious. lf, perchance, you are sitting beside a lady at a dance or in a subway, and one of her lady friends comes Over to speak to her or :hat with her, never offer her the seat you have been occupying,-it might look as though you were paying attention to ancient rules of courtesy which have long been abandoned. lt is also against the principle: DOn't give up the ship. PATRONS AND PATRONESSES and Mrs Vance Hall hir and Mrs ames W Fawcett and Mrs H L MCBIIUH Mr N1Cholas Stefinlde and Mrs Charles E ulnn Bells Barber Shop and Mrs C H Hou ard C ompllments of Lou 5 Market BTISS Mary L nam Compliments of Brown 5 Drug BIISS Sara Epp1h1mer Store Mr and Mrs G H Glles Comp11mentsofBrown 5Garage Dr and Mrs D T Daudson Phyllis Stem M155 R1ta Tatman Mr 1nd Mrs Roy S Moore MISS Alma MCKnett lNIr 1nd Mrs Charles D Moore Mr and Mrs L T Chase Mr H II Stahl Compllments of the Sophomore BIISS Mary MCGordy Class bliss BCSSIC O heal 1- Class Mrs Lillian Dutter Comphments of the Iunior Class Mrs Bertha R1ch'1rcls Mr and Mrs K harles Aumont Miss Allene Stearns Mr B XX Miller Mrs Ruth Herrzng, Rex F X Fitzpitrlck Nlr and lNIr5 XX I Tlwes Mr and Mrs Hugh Ixelso Mr and Mrs Haig, lxupli 111 Mr and Mrs W1ll1am F ones lNI1s5 Dorothy M Hayes r r Rey r r r Mrs Miss Merle S1l1oway Mr and Mrs 7 Fdmund Prince Mr and Mrs XX alter Taylor BIISS Madeleine Raby Nir oseph Hatfield NI15s Gladys Hall BIISS Olive M Morrow Mr and Mrs Lee T Krauss Mr and Mrs Guy Fntrekin Dr Leon M Mielcarek Dentist A Fr1end Mrs Dora XX ohnus and Mrs H S Farrow and Mrs Harry Carter and Mrs Wlllldm H1cl-:man and Mrs P1eplow and Mrs lohn Morrison ind Mrs Sp1rer 1nd Mrs XX F H dley lNelle B1e1 Baku COMPLIMENTS OFA FRIEND Complnments ol Wilmington Suburban Water Company MARK S DEPT STORE YETTER'S HIGHWAY LUNCH CI-AYMOWT DELAXX ARE The Store Where You Lan Trade With Confidence MARCUS H0015 PA Mr. ,. . - . . 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