Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA)

 - Class of 1919

Page 23 of 60


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1919 Edition, Page 23 of 60
Page 23 of 60

Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1919 Edition, Page 22
Previous Page

Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1919 Edition, Page 24
Next Page

Search for Classmates, Friends, and Family in one
of the Largest Collections of Online Yearbooks!

Your membership with provides these benefits:
  • Instant Access to Millions of Yearbook Pictures
  • High-Resolution, Full Color Images Available Online
  • Search, Browse, Read, and Print Yearbook Pages
  • View College, High School, and Military Yearbooks
  • Browse our digital annual library spanning centuries
  • Support the Schools in our Program by Subscribing

Page 23 text:

THE CUCKOO 21 buy you a few flowers and a little present and catch a train here.” With this he handed her a little box which contained a beautiful gold watch on a bracelet and set with tiny diamond chips. “As for Tim being here,” he went on, “I met him on the train. He told me that he was coming here, so we came together. How he happened to be coming, you will have to ask him.” Tim explained that he had been severely wounded and was unable to write, so that was why Maybell had not heard from him. He had received her letters, however, and had gotten the announcement the day before he was sent home. His ship had landed two days ago, but he had not sent her word because he wanted to surprise her. Her father and he reached there just in time for the exercises. Tim’s wounds had been so severe that he was no longer able to light, but had been sent home to help train men for service. He was on a few hours’ leave and must go back to camp that night. Mr. Keifer said that he would go with him. As she watched them go, Maybell thought how but a few hours before she had been so sad and then in the twinkle of an eye all had been changed to happiness and joy. What a wonderful day this last day at college had been ! That night, when she again looked upon the chocolate set, she smiled as she thought of the soldier boy who had sent it. It is needless to say that the chocolate set one day found its way to a table owned by Maybell and Tim in their home next door to her father’s. n.H.s.- ------- An Unknown ffirrn Anna E. Long, ’19. The stars were shining brightly overhead and it was slowly approaching that hour when ghosts begin their nightly lours, that a young man could be seen going down the street of a rather prosperous town, known as Downingtown. This young gentleman was a huskylooking chap, about five feet four inches tall and weighing about one hundred and fifteen pounds. He was a member of the football team of Downingtown High School. This young athlete was very-much envied by the opposite sex, as he had an abundance of those ornaments which most of the girls had to go to a hair dressing establishment and buy, in order to add a few touches to their personal appearance—curls, beautiful brown curls He was well liked both by the boys and girls as he was renowned for his brilliancy and ability to entertain, bur was continually having the wrath of the teachers let down on his curly head on account of these virtues. He was going quietly along when from out of the darkness in one direction came a trolley car, dashing along at a fairly high speed, on its wayr to West Chester. Just at this moment a large touring car was seen coming from the opposite direction. As it approached the Baptist Church it started across the car track, where—just as it was on the track—the engine stalled. Two young men jumped out of the machine and commenced with frantic efforts to push it off, as the street car was rapidly approaching and the motorman did not seem to see the car just a short distance in front of it. The boys, expecting every minute to have the trolley crash into the automobile, tried unsuccessfully to push the car out of its perilous position and to start the engine. So busy were they in trying to move the car that they had entirely forgotten the two fair damsels who were in it. Their shrieks could be heard for quite a distance, and from all appearances seemed paralyzed, they were so badly frightened. Our hero, seeing the fruitless efforts of the boys who had just about given up hope, and also seeing that the motorman did not intend to stop the trolley altogether (although he had slowed down somewhat), rushed to the rescue. The young men were still trying to push the car to safety, but it did not seem to want to move. The trolley was now within 10 yards of the supposedly doomed car when our hero arrived on the scene. The first thing he did was

Page 22 text:

20 THE CUCKOO who was also at college, spent his vacation at home and together they passed many pleasant hours in walking, boating, dancing and other forms of sport. Just after going back to college to enter upon her Junior year she received a sad little note from Tim, saying that his grandfather had died. Maybell had not even known that he was ill. so the news of his death was a great shock. A little later came another letter, saying that Tim had left college and had enlisted in the army, and was preparing to go overseas. Up to this time Maybell had not given the war, which '.ad been going on for some time, a thought. This was due to the fact that her father had not talked of it and Tim’s letters had said little except to tell her when some one she knew had gone over. Now Tim himself was going and she shivered to think of it. From time to time she received letters from him. telling her of the life he was leading. These letters were always interesting, but after Tim had sailed for France they became fewer. From the letters she did receive she learned that Tim was rapidly advancing and the last letter had said that he had been made a first lieutenant. Then she had heard nothing for some time. She wrote to him, however, and had sent him a commencement announcement and a ticket. She sent it because she knew it would please and cheer him. As she addressed it she smiled to think how one time, when they had been talking of the time when they would graduate, he had teas-ingly asked her if she wanted a golden crown for the great event, and she had laughingly told him that a chocolate-pot would do, providing it was nice. She was suddenly aroused from her dream by the fact that it was growing ;lark. Then she remembered the note in ner hand and reread it. It ran: “Daugh-er, very sorry, but I will not be able to :ome for the exercises. I have been detained by business. Do your best. John Keifer.” She sensed a tightening feeling in her throat annd she could hardly keep from crying again. Mechanically she began to get ready for the evening. Time was flying and "he must get to the study hall in time for the march to the auditorium. Just as she was about to leave the room a knock summoned her to the door and a maid handed her a large square box marked, “Handle With Care." She did not have time to open it, so she placed it upon her writing table to be opened later. Upon reaching the study hall she found all but a few of the people there before her. From then on the evening passed like a dream. She gave her address as one in a trance and when a large bunch of flowers was handed to her she took them, expecting to see them disappear at any moment; but these were soon followed by a second and third bunch. At last the diplomas were given, and as she received hers Maybell realized that her college days were almost over. After the exercises Maybell spent a few minutes talking to some of hei friends, then she fled to her room. She wanted to be alone and to cry. As she entered the door she remembered the box, and, going over, she started to open it. It was securely done up and filled with excelsior. Wonderingly, she drew forth a beautiful white china cholocate-pot, artistically decorated with dainty pink flowers. This was followed by 12 small cups and saucers to match. Looking inside the chocolate-pot, she found a card with the name, “Tim Pine.” inscribed upon it. She could have been no more amazed to have seen the entire set take wings and fly than she was to see the name of the sender. How and from where had the gift come? A knock came to the door and upon opening it she was told that some one wanted to see her in the office. Making her way downstairs, she entered the office, and there sat her father and beside him Tim Pine, ready to testify to the reality of it all. “O Daddy, O Tim,” was all she could say, and then when she had gotten her breath: “Daddy, how did you get here, and where did you come from Tim?” “One question at a time, please,” said her father. “To begin with, after I had sent you word that I could not get here I found that my business engagement would not take as long as I had expected. and that I would have time to

Page 24 text:

'i'i THE CUCKOO to take the fair one from the front seat into his strong arms and place her in safety on the sidewalk. Then he rushed back, clasped the other one to his bosom and carried her to a place out of danger. All this only took a very few minutes. Our hero saw that he still had time to help save the machine, so back he went and with one push of his mighty arm shoved the automobile out of the path of the street car. The occupants of the machine had not had time to say a word in those moments of anxiety, but they at last found their voices and thanked the young man who had saved their car and the lives of their companions. The young ladies showered words of thanks and praise on this modest young man, much to the qjiagrin of their es-scorts. With sighs of relief they all climbed into the machine. The boy with those fascinating curls went on down the street and the auto-mbile went on its way. The Downing-town High School students did not know that they had in their midst a really, truly, living hero, because modesty had kept him from ever speaking of that act of heroism. •D.H.S.- -— Urnmatrurtton John E. Heffner, ’id. At the present time the whole world faces the immense task of reconstruction. This is the natural outcome of the recent war, the greatest of all history. Reconstruction requires the cooperation of every nation and for this reason is of a complex nature. In order to carry out a reconstruction policy the world will have to be rebuilt on new standards. These standards fall under three main heads—social, political and commercial. If a comprehensive survey of the question is to be made, each phase of it must be given due consideration. Formerly the caste system was in vogue, particularly in Germany, Austria and Russia. In these countries the lower classes were in a virtual state of bondage and, therefore, supreme authority was vested in the high nobility. Central Europe was in chaos. With such a state of affairs civilization could never advance. A great war between the armed forces of autocracy and those of democracy was inevitable. When the war finally did break out the Central Powers advanced toward the Allies with mighty forces. Time after time they were hurled back and finally they were forced to surrender. Our victory in the war has demonstrated conclusively the inefficiency of any autocratic form of government. Henceforth all mankind must be put on an equal basis. In this way social equality will be an ultimate effect of the war and nations will recognize the fact that “all men are created free and equal.” Only a century ago it was a common practice for nations to ally themselves secretly with other nations in order that they might secure territory by unlawful means. We now know that Germany was guilty of such a procedure. The Hohenzollerns, by intrigue and secret diplomacy, planned to conquer the whole j of Europe, if possible. Now that the German plots have been revealed, all nations look with contempt upon such “secret crimes.” The war has taught us that secret treaties, designed to disturb the political status of the world, are a menace to mankind. In years to come all treaties and diplomacy shall be openly exposed to the deliberations of a world league. Consequently, the political policy of all nations must be altered so as to conform with the principles of democracy. All territorial acquisitions must j insure the safety of the world. The cause for most wars is jealousy. ! Not infrequently this jealousy is the direct outcome of commercial disputes. Commercial competition becomes so keen that jealousy is aroused among the various nations concerned. Since the beginning of the twentieth century, England. France and Germany have sought to outstrip each other in this respect. This was one of the underlying causes of the war The only remedy for a

Suggestions in the Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) collection:

Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1920 Edition, Page 1


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1921 Edition, Page 1


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1922 Edition, Page 1


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1929 Edition, Page 1


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1930 Edition, Page 1


Downingtown High School - Our Year Cuckoo Yearbook (Downingtown, PA) online yearbook collection, 1931 Edition, Page 1


1985 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals 1970 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals 1972 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals 1965 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals 1983 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals 1983 Edition, online yearbooks, online annuals
Are you trying to find old school friends, old classmates, fellow servicemen or shipmates? Do you want to see past girlfriends or boyfriends? Relive homecoming, prom, graduation, and other moments on campus captured in yearbook pictures. Revisit your fraternity or sorority and see familiar places. See members of old school clubs and relive old times. Start your search today! Looking for old family members and relatives? Do you want to find pictures of parents or grandparents when they were in school? Want to find out what hairstyle was popular in the 1920s? has a wealth of genealogy information spanning over a century for many schools with full text search. Use our online Genealogy Resource to uncover history quickly! Are you planning a reunion and need assistance? can help you with scanning and providing access to yearbook images for promotional materials and activities. We can provide you with an electronic version of your yearbook that can assist you with reunion planning. will also publish the yearbook images online for people to share and enjoy.