East High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

Text from Pages 1 - 120 of the 1913 volume:

eiagn xg lectio: £!. .. u. CARDINAL PUBLISHED ANNUALLY BY THE SENIOR CLASS if EAST HIGH SCHOOL □ tTVIINNEAPOLIS □ Volume n THE BOOK OF THE CLASS OF JUNE 1913 V I ffY TY IpLj - 1«12 'Vi.NNBA OLf COLLCCTIOtn 0) ittiss ,l)eter anb ittiss hillock, mlfosc loyalty to fcast Ifiiyli School thronoh all the years of their seroice has been constant anb true, tue bcbicate this hook. mama (Cardinal Ufaarit Editor-in-Chicf Assistant . Elizabeth Wellington Business Manager . Myron Henry Assistant . . . Rov Lenhart . . [ Margaret Drew L,terarv ■ Edward Bade Helen Dunn Irving Roth Art . Organization Sports Photographer Anna Gavin Marian Webster Jesse Carpenter Wilbur Price Oswald Wyatt Everett Barton iHfwiimiiiaiiiiJii3Uflrj:i!ini!n£iiiiiwhHMiuii� ili!ii«i :iB[isfiitniiWFiin (jiiaF.ni.miriifiiiPi n«i7U3nniitiisimfirw4i� fi A Jttatter of policy HE CARDINAL is not necessarily, as many seem to think, a Senior Book. We believe that the policy of many of the annuals of the past, in confining the book particularly to Senior events and Senior talent, is wrong; and that such a policy is a jxrversion of the true purjx sc of a school annual. Of necessity, the senior class figures most prominently in the l ook; but it should not, by virtue of its influence, assume a monopoly of its contents. A school annual, as its name implies, should be representative of school life. Working under this assumption, the board instituted the oj)cn-lx x system for obtaining contributions. The results were splendid. It was through these boxes that we obtained many of our most humorous anecdotes; and also were aided in getting in touch with talented pupils we had never heard of. The co-operation of the freshmen was especially gratifying. Though their work was generally unpolished. it was imbued with the right spirit. We hope that in the future this course will lx followed to an even greater extent; for by making the entire school, freshmen, sophomores and juniors, as well as seniors, contributors, the Cardinal may be a truly representative annual. Win) A nt ONI : of the most interesting events of the fall term is the day when our alumni have charge of auditorium exercises. Excitement runs high because TH k of the approaching football game. The alumni help us cheer and sing; they 1 hxist our athletics and other school features. We are inspired bv the faith they show in their school and in us as their successors. But so far. this yearly platform gathering has been East's only attempt at reunion after graduation. We believe that there could and should lx established an East High School Alumni Association. Almost every high school has an organization of this kind. Some classes vold wonderful reunion records and all boast of great satisfaction in “getting together again. To these schools it must appear as if East were lacking in loyalty. On the contrary we know that East has as much spirit as any other high school. Surely, here is a tangible way in which to express our appreciation of the school. In the spirit of good fellowship, let us lxx st for an associated alumni! r lllif li i:i h I tl.IJil Irl;. Ui-ii’l'i II13I i.'lih I i illimmm— Workers on Wo oft l | SEE what a pretty desk we have before us! Isn't it unique? Look! Here is an exquisite production winding from one side to the other. Notice, 11 H it is black. Perhaps it is an impressionist’s picture of the river Lethe. And here we see deep gorges, and canyons. These are all in squares and straight lines, and jxrhaps represent better the work of a cubist. It may marvelously depict a child roller-skating; or it may be a gorgeous picture of a jelly lish. Who can tell? But look! Here comes the artist himself. Stand aside; do not disturb him in his fervor while making ambitious designs. Ah! Now he sharpens his delicate utensils. Now he rolls up his sleeves. He is at work. How well he keeps his balance with his feet curled up beneath him! How his eyes do glow with fiery ambition! How becoming is the graceful tilt of his head, and the outstretched tongue, which gently sways to the motion of his hand. He must lx some noted sculptor, and will no doubt contribute world-famed carvings to the collection of atramcntal paintings here so vividly portrayed. It must be an operose creation, for both his hand and tongue tremble violently. Now he puts in some cross lines and angles. At last the masterpiece is complete. How wonderful it must l c to persons who have the mind to appreciate such elevating, uplifting achievements. Now the sculptor stands off and surveys his work with a satisfied visage. Presently, with the eestaey of complacency ui on his brow, the marvelous one glides away. Approach, and examine the formidable product! It is nothing to you but cryptic and cabalistic signs. You become curious to understand their shrouded meaning. You go to Egypt. You laboriously study the demotic inscriptions upon the Rosetta stone and the tomb of Raineses II.; and the secret so long concealed from the wise scholars of these latter days is made gloriously manifest; for there, beneath the cuneiform hieroglyphs, may !)c read the simple words: WBIELPRUIRC DEERSRIISCEKB By a little study, you. too. may lx able to work out its significance. jfm null '(Thanks CK HE board extends iis most sincere thanks to the one thousand persons who J unhesitatingly and hesitatingly), bade god-speed to their precious half-dollars. May their leniency lx as great as their generosity. Yc also heartily thank Miss Jeter. Mr. Sjx hn, and Mr. Webster for their kind assistance, and Miss Whitten for her invaluable aid in art work. For business favors we are indebted to Mr. Robertson of the Architect-Bulletin Company, and to Mr. O’Shea of the Bureau of Engraving, who were ever ready to assist us in every way j ossiblc. We arc also deeply grateful to William Hodson and Samuel Sewall, loyal members of the alumni, whose experience and generous advice have aided us in avoiding many of tlx pitfalls that beset those who travel for the first time the way of editors. Paso eight 7 wmamatmmmmmmmmm () wad some Power the gif tie gie us To see our sets as it hers see us! BIMBHBWHHWroilMBIlIBBBBMMWIHIWtIMiiBBiMI'IHIBIIlHHiHIIIHiWHIBIWWWiHlllIIffWWIWSI'llltfHllliIWUMHIHUBHBBWHl HARRY ANDERSON A pleasant way, a quiet grin. I NEST ANDERSON Is your name Anderson, too, I nest? WILLIAM ANDERSON Tain’t no use. Bill. We ain’t got no more inspirations for Andersons. EDWARD BADE Those long, long words—what do they mean ? Trulv, vour like we’ve never seen. EVERETT BARTON Champion in the “Standing Broad Grin.” ANNA BENSON She keeps her own books and never deals in confidences. 1'nKt eleven LILLIAN BENSON “She seemed to common lookers-on. like one who dreamed Of idleness in groves Elysian. LILLIE BJORKLUND Such a buxom, blithe, and grinny air. LOUIS BJORKLUND Who would suspect it of this youth, So strong and hale and hearty. Too modest, bashful, lie was, in truth, To ask her to the party. ROBERT BORST Charter member of the Bachelors’ Club. HAZEL BOSS If you think she's slow, Why, you don’t know. CECIL BROWN Nature adorer. She just loves Brooks. Pngo twelve Lilli. VERA HULL IS She sat—and sat and sat again But surch 'twas worth while. AURORE CARON A roar of a girl. JESSE CARPENTER Never do to-day what you can put off till to-morrow. ZORA CENTERWALL Beautiful as a bleak November dav. HELEN E. CLARK Well-a-er-um-I don’t know. LAURA COOKE “But sweet tooth Laura sjjoke in haste: ‘Good folk, I have no coin!’ “ Pam thirteen muuiiflHimiiiiMiiftui'tiifr MARIE COOPER (), sweeter than all else I know, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the school. In a goodly company. ESTHER COOPERMAX Ready to take her M. R. S. degree. HELEN CORBETT A good motherly soul. ELMER CROFT All he needs is a black cigar to be a business man. EVA CROFT “A clcre conscience is a sure carde. MARIE CURRY Such a busy body. We wonder what she docs. Page fourteen DOROTHY CUZNER “A lovely apparition sent To be a moment's ornament.” RESSIE DERRICK “With skill her eyes dart every glance, Yet change so soon you’d ne’er suspect them.” MARGARET DREW “Old Reliable.” IIELEX DUNN The very thought of rat or frat Doth make my heart go pil-a-pat. CAROL EATON Happy thought! GEORGE FERGUSON t His beard he shaves as nigh as ever he can Page fifteen THOMAS FILLMORE Frog in your throat ? ARTHUR GAINOR Laugh and grow fat! FLORENCE GALLAGHER Irish! Aw—g'wan! ANNA GAVIN Twinkle, twinkle goes her eye, Who, we wonder, is the guy. REED GOULD I am a statue of stone. JOHN GRANRUD “The doctors have belabored me, With potion and with pill. Page sixteen HERBERT GRIFFIN “Fill longe were his legges and ful lone Y-lak a staf, ther was no calf v-sene.” RUTH HAGELIN The Ruth that never comes to wrath. ELLA H El DEM ANN Docs she ever laugh ? MULDAM H El DEM ANN Our star typist. RAYMOND HENDERSON “Here lies our good Raymond whose genius was such. We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much.” MYRON HENRY German in size and tendencies. Page seventeen CLARENCE HERMANN The Flying Dutchman.” HELEN IIERTIG Let wag thy tongue; there is none'to stop thee. JANE HEWSON Oh, will ye choose to hear the news? Bcdad, I cannot pass it o'er.” ROSE ITTNER We sighed—and looked—and sighed again. MAMIE JACKSON We fear thou hast the melancholia. ROY JERNALL “Oh. hand me down my spike-tail coat. And reef my waist-coat in, And tic this necktie round my throat, And fix my bosom pin.” ALVIN JOHNSON Why dost thou hesitate when thou lea vest thy seat? Hast thou paralysis in thy legs? SUSIE JOHNSON “With open eyes, (ah woe is me!) Asleep, and dreaming fearfully.” ORVAL JORDET “I am past mv prime, I scare the woman world.” FLORENCE KALLUSKY Is this a cubist name? SEEMAN KAPLAN Glasses do add intellect. nineteen FREDA LAGERSON She has a most wonderful smile. So terrifying! GEORGE LANG A poet and philosopher, nay, artist; Well, anything will do. ROY LENT!ART Hour after hour, day after day, He wields the brush, but gets no pay. ELEANOR LIEDL We are glad her intellect is greater than her voice. ALICE LUDWIG She laughs backwards. Page twenty Just to look at this rosy, plump, bonny, Scotch lass. You'd know she belonged to that famed cooking class. MARY KENDALL MILDRED LYMAN “Prunes and prisms.” MARGARET McDOXALD Down with the Scots! MYRTLE McGRATH Thou soIxt and industrious soul—plod on! MARIE MAD NT SON What is man to me? CONSTANCE MAYER Imported from Broadway. (Northeast). HAZEL MOFFATT This is an unexpected pleasure. Pane twenty-one CLEMENT MURPHY Surpassed only by L. C. in the art of dollar diolomacy. LUCILE NOBLE Do vou us ‘ Ruhi foam? BERTHA NORBECK “For I am nothing, if not critical. II CL DAM OLSSON Silence is said to signify wisdom. “Mebbe so.” YALBORG OLSON ‘‘Dear little dimpled darling.” HELEN PIERCE A cov l’l maid. s t vonty-t vo ANNIE PIERSON My philosophy: “The paths of glory lead but to the grave. WILBER PRICE With solemn mien, to many pretty maidens gathered 'round, he’d tell long ‘‘stories of his marvelous adventures. MARION REED Vague, but beautiful. MILDRED REED Hopping, popping, Never stopping. EDWIN REES Our professional bantam weight. CLAUDE ZEM LIN Thy soul is like a star and dwells apart. Page twenty-tlirec HAROLD RICHARDSON “I ask them what on earth they see About him to admire? They cry, “He is so slick and slim It’s quite a treat to look at him. JENNIE SCHOBER I just dote on red hair. Pajie twenty-four LELAND ROOSE Speak, and tell us who you are. IRVING ROTH Occasionally, when I pose. I think in secret pride, I'll bet I'd make a statue grand. If I were petrified. CARL SANDAHL How fortunate that he can laugh at those jokes of his! FRANCESSCOVELL They say she sings; and we can well believe it. bum EDITH SHUFELT We couldn’t think of a thing too mean. Or say a thing too nice; So we crept down the cellar stair And caught some twenty mice. KAY SMITH At times we almost believe Ray has intelligence. EDITH SIMONDS The light and springy step of youth was hers. JAY SLADE “I left it home, Miss Jeter. Mary, Mary, light and airy, How do your lessons go? You never seem to dig for them But hundreds grow in a row. WINIFRED STILES I am no girl to be made pale by words. MARY SMITH Pace twenty-five JPlilHUiMII II fill ll l 'l li! 'I l{UIiJIUMJJH!tH Jfiill mMIIIMiiniJHIMtl.il l� I i——I PETER SWA NISH Oh girls! He rags divinely. RICHARD TURNHAM Arc you a farmer, laborer, or mechanic? EMMA WATERMAN Is there anything that doesn’t strike your “funny-spot,” Emma? MARIAN WEBSTER Out of sight is not out of mind, while there's still a postman. V’LORA WELCH “Plying, running, leaping.” ELIZABETH WELLINGTON Allow us to introduce you to Elizabeth. She often complained that she knew so few of her classmates. NANCY WICK She never laughs; how did she grow fat? FYON YAO WOO Woo is fortunate; he can relieve his feelings at any time, and Vo are none’the wiser. CLARK WYMAN We may well call this lad'a crazy gink. ABNER DONAGHUE “When will return the glory of your prime? No more—ah, never more.” SUSIE EL WELL You’ve had your day at this. ELYA RUNNERSTROM Those tears do make me sad. Pace twenty-seven Class of January, 1 WIM OLGAE F. ANDERSON We love to sit and hear her sing. OLGA S. E. ANDERSON There was a young Olga S. E., Who never was heard to tee-hee, Her gait was so slow. Like a snail she did go. This Anderson Olga S. E. DIKKA BOTHNE “Nought a word spoke she more than was nedc.” HELEN CLARKE She stood beneath the mistletoe, He knew not what to do; For he was only five feet high, And she was six feet two. WILLIAM DUVALL “Rill was a man who played for keeps. ’nd when he tuk the notion Von couldn't stop him any mor'n a dam’ud stop the ocean.” JULIA ERICKSON. Hair! Where? There. Stare! FLOY FLEENER If you knew her, you'd have a “glad on her.” AMANDA FLESCHE Such a busy society butterfly. FRED GAUMNITZ He made an instrument to know If the moon did shine at full, or no. Page twenty-nine EDWARD GOULD Edward broke the door-key and couldn’t get her in. (For the rest see Sarah) SARAH GRAHAM And the cat came back. MARIE HANSON Handsome is as Hanson does. ARNOLD HERMSTAD One of Cady’s disciples. LEONAR D ING ELB RITSON A little lad was there, with peach-down cheek and yellow curls. EMMA JONCAS Smiles, smiles, and radiant lines for miles and miles. Punt thirty awwii 3 ARCHIE JOHNSON Feb. 2, '06. A. Johnson enters High School. FLORENCE KAPLAN How different is the stage from actual life! BURT KIRK Kirk advertised for a valet But a butler applied for the job. ELSIE KLEINE She cast a wistful look of love about the room. HILDUR LAVIN'B Were the gloves made for graduation, or graduation for the gloves, I lildur? AGNES LINQUIST A raging roaring lion of the lamb devouring kind. Pa«o thirty-one ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■I ■aunOHHMINIIVMUIMflldMJNa SYLVIA O'NEILL I have pink cheeks; I have curls; I have velvet gowns. O. I have lots of things. Page thirty-two ESTHER LIND So small we almost overlooked you. HARYIE Mac FAR LAND He shouted like a little bantam chanticleer. GRACE McALMON Do you like athleticth. too. Graith? ARTHUR OLSON Sprechen Sic Swenska. Art? HILDA OLSON A little more study, Hilda. WILLIAM RIEDEL “He seeincd a cherub who had lost his way and wandered hither.” GUSTIE ROOD “Gossip enough I have heard, in sooth, And yet I am never the wiser.” BERNETTA SEIPEL The chilly air and the frosty stare Of the maid who is always right. ESTHER SWANSON “Off again; on again; gone again. ADAM SMITH Sec 1912 issue of the Cardinal. OSWALD WYATT “Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage.” Page thirty-three President Vice President Secretary Treasurer Sergeants-at-arms Class (Officers June, 1913 Wilber Price Marie Curry . Margaret Drew Myron Henry (first term) I Edwin Rees (second term) Jesse Carpenter (first term) Jane Hewson (first term) Roy Jernall (second term) Jane Hewson (second term) •Social (Committee Marik Curry. Chairman Bessie Derrick Carol Eaton Anna Gavin Mildred Lyman Margaret McDonald Everett Barton Clarence Hermann Roy Jernall Wilber Price Claude Zcmlin Anna Gavin (Class photograph (Committee Claude Zkmlin, Chairman Roy Jernall Entertainment (Committee Claude Zemlin, Chairman Marie Curry Mildred Lyman Marian Webster Elizabeth Wellington George Lang Roy Jernall Wilber Price (Commencement (Committee Margaret Drew, Chairman Emma Waterman Clarence Hermann Jennie Schober Wilber Price Edwin Rees I sine thirty-four pm Bl 1.1 if 11 i i liHiri! I lii Mini'll i Ji u.t 1.1 it i i h i .i i. � ■ ill • '1 'i.lfMMrHi llilMMMHIF! ' ■ Mtiifl III l. Hill.; IN'Mm°RY OF GERTRVDE COWLING CLASS OF 1912 i D’ELMER •SMITH- CLASS OF 19r3 Tflfro 7 I Freshman, Freshman, Small and shy, Why dost thou So often cry? And thou Sophomore, Why a flirt ? Why so snobby, And so j crt? Why, O Junior. Light and gay, Dost thou waste Thy time away? And thou Senior, Grand and tall! Why art thou The best of all? Miss Me Dill: Emma, what do you think is implied by Lear’s remark, Art not ashamed to look upon this grey beard?” li. IF. (after some hesitation): Doesn’t it mean that he needed a shave? f aura Cook: Why, I actually saw Ethel Mason, when Clement Murphy wasn’t walking with her! Florence French: Heavens, you must have been between them. Miss Case (about to give up all hope): Well. Laura, can you tell me how many feet there are in a quarter of an hour? Page thirty-six juniors April 17, 1913. Dear Huey: Could you read my last letter? In a hurry, so couldn't stop for typewriter. Want to tell you about East High Juniors. Fine people—those! One Senior said, Juniors weren't 'Lords of Creation.' Wanted to tell him they would be as soon as he had vacated the job. Is that impudent? Huey, these Juniors are fine people. Done two simply splendiferous things this year: First—managed and made a success of East High's part of the Spectator and Second—won the Inter-Class track meet. Always been loyal,enthusiastic supporters of East Activities—always will be. No more time now, Huey, but want you to remember and keep your eye on the East High Juniors. Their wings are almost ready for flying. Hastily— Your Chopey. Pu e thlrty-elKht A CLnuu'i'ij Without a ZCainc X was silent. Even the bulletin board was impressed by the intensity of the situation and ceased action. Something was going to happen. History was about to lx: made. The two participants in the on-coming tragedy were eagerly awaiting the results; one, smiling and confident and eager to be on his prey; the other, his heart in his throat, praying to heaven to grant him means of relief from the impending disaster. The situation was becoming more and more exciting, although not a sound had yet been heard. The victim of this tragedy stood crouched in a comer of the Fourth Street entrance. His heart sank within him as he realized his peril. To evade capture now seemed impossible. His usual alert ingenuity failed him. Something must be done. To be disgraced in his freshmen year—the thought itself was unbearable. Oh, why had he not waited for recess before attempting to leave the building. He cursed himself. Then he braced up. He would not permit himself to lx? trapped so easily bv this teacher. He glanced around him. Two opportunities of escape presented themselves. Both were dangerous, but he must take a chance. He debated whether he should go to the First Avenue entrance, then to the basement, thence to his room. Quick action was necessary, as his captor was now glancing toward his hiding sjx t. He decided to try the auditorium. Stealthily he crept forward glancing neither to the right or left. In two minutes more he was in his seat. Thank Heaven! Saved from disgrace. Life once more seemed to him to be real. At recess time he went down to the first floor, and there he saw the tall grim one from whom he had so narrowly cscajxxl. “What is the name of that teacher?” he asked of a friend. “Why, that's no teacher, you fool , that’s Ed Bade. He is a senior. was the reply. Joseph Sugarman. Inquiry of one of our third floor occupants: B room with a line after it is?” Will you please tell me where (Lo a Scz of Mark Brown, Scz he to me, I'm gonna quit loafin' and And studious lx. Mv bluffin' don’t work Somehow o’late, An’ I gotta buck up to graduate. junior It's doggone tiresome Coming to class, And always getting Yelled at too, b'gash. So you just keep your Eye on me, For I’m a valedict. goin’ to be.” I'nKe thirty-nine Sergeant-at-Arms President 'ice President Secretary Treasurer Sergeant -at-Anus Burt Kirk . Sara Graham Oswald Wyatt . Helen Clarke Harvie MacFarland Harold Huey Mary Martin Mark Brown Alexander Helmick (first term) Emmet Salisbury (second term) Warren Foote (first term) Howard Jacobson (first term) (Class of January IU14 Vernon Smith (first term) Vernon Smith (second term) Pearl Engen (first term) Mabel Tumquist (second term) (Judson Colburn (first term) Pearle Engen (second term) ( Ernest Dahlquist (first term) | Hazcn Perry (second term) Nancy Maxwell (first term) Sylvester Strieglc (first term) Nancy Maxwell (second term) Ernest Dahlquist (second term) (Class of JJamiary 1 l.l 1 a President Vice President Secretary T reasurer Sergeant-at-Arms George Cristoferson . Jessica Potter John Bodge Raymond Brothers I Helen Kelsey I James Thompson Pa kg forty :MiMj:iJciu3mraciinnHiifi’iiriBiiii:v.:iMioinirui?i!rniiii PiBraM� igBiiMiiapJiaflmiiiia8iin Bi8itfi!gFlgtBtlllJltMiMllwn[iiiHiriBWnTiunwiiiillJl!tir.ffn3riiril A (typical jjjunuu (Class Editor’s Note to Seniors and Alumni: Let us not judge their ways too harshly. Maybe we, too, were once in this semi-developed state. Time: 7th Period. Place: Room 19. The class is nearly assembled. A noise like that of Brooks Sheldon coming down stairs is heard without. Inquiry finds Emmett Salisbury bowling to and fro in true gun carriage fashion in an awful attempt at the tango. Miss Rich: I hope you children will use a little of that energy in thinking. Your excuse, please, Charles.” C. Rowley: “I’ve left it up in my room.” Miss Rich: Go and get it.” (Exit Charles, scratching his head.) Now, class, take these questions. R. Jemstrom: “I ain’t got no pencil. Miss Rich: “Don’t say ‘ain’t got no.’ Here’s a pencil. I wish that you would surprise us some day by bringing one. Here’s the first question, ‘Why does King Richard’ ”—but here she is interrupted by a long slide in the hall; the door suddenly opens and Charles enters, breathless, but valiantly waving an excuse. Miss Rich: Charles, you may take these questions.” C. Rowley: I haven’t any paper.” Miss Rich: Here’s some. Please stop after class, and I’ll lend you a nickel to buy a note book.” (Gives a few questions.) Floyd, why aren’t you taking these questions?” Floyd Frear: I am.” (Flourishes a small note book, one inch wide and three inches long.) Miss Rich (after giving thirty-four questions): Now, that’s all.” (Class groans.) Stanley Scharling, you may answer the first question for to-day.” S. Scharling (slowly arises, his hands in his pockets, jxirforms a little clog dance, i. c., he turns around two or three times, lifting his feet high at each step like a sprinter warming up): R-R-R-Rebecca don’t seem to have any ca-ca-courage; she lacks strength of ca-ca-character.” Miss Rich: Have you read this, Stanley?” S. Scharling: Why-er-ah-y-ycs-Mam.” Miss Rich: Why can’t you answer this, then?” S. Scharling: Why-wcll-er-I—.” Miss Rich: So I see. Byron Horn, you may answer that question.” B. Horn: Which one was it?” Miss Rich: If you paid one-half the attention to your lesson, that you do Pag forty-two to Esther, you’d know.” (Puts down a few zeros.) ‘‘You may take it. Esther.” Esther Rhode: ‘‘I didn’t get that far.” Miss Rich: “H’m that’s the first question.” (A big commotion is heard on the end scat of the front row. Investigation shows Roy Jemstrom. bent over with his head under the seat, trying to grab Floyd Frcar’s foot. While Roy is in this position, Floyd accidentally gives him a push, sending Roy sprawling to the floor.) Miss Rich: ‘‘Roy, you make me tired. This isn’t a menagerie. You may take the first question.” R. Jemstrom (stands up, brushes his clothes off, and folds his anus): She’s very noble, brave and true, But not so sweet as we think you.” (Sits). Miss Rich: ‘‘That's very good, Roy.” (Puts down one double.) (Warning bell rings.) Miss Rich: “My, but this period is short to-day. Anyway, you are positively the slowest class I ever saw.” Miss Rich: “Beatrice, do you have a question?” B. Clark: “Yes, ma’am. Where does Charles Rowley get such rubbery gum? Sometimes he can stretch it for nearly two feet.” (Bell.) George Ferguson (who is reciting on Shakespeare’s younger days): When he was a boy, he got in a kind of a tough bunch who were in the habit of stealing deer. Miss Smith: Yes, but that is not very dignified language for a junior. Miss Smith (a few weeks later to the same George who is reading Touchstone): Whoop it up, George, whoop it up a little. Pudge Wyman strolled |x mi ously into B R x m the other day and blushingly announced, “I just came in this morning to get your prescriptions for the Spectator.” Go ,ljunc the tLUicnticfli There is nothing so rare as the day in June, When ’tis announced to the joy of all— “There'll l e no school, with its irksome rule. Any more, till the following fall.” Then with books and cares all laid away. With hearts so light and gay, We’ll all join in and merrily Sing in praise of this glad day. I Pa te forty-three |i:i iiiiauirii uiiiuriMKiEiJn i f.nufiiirimo fjpuniu.NiiiiMRroiiiiiMeiiiiroaBiiitOTiiBraiiifflMHimeiiBHHBmiiifwrHi'.iiifeiiriiiiiiinrniir 11 i7?r', r: (Llic ifrcslfntcin Jlonmsbay iBook HE CARDINAL readers are permitted a rare literary feast this year in the following extracts from the “Freshman’s Doomsday Book.” The spelling is original, and some of the expressions splendidly barbaric. Men arc not prone to take vital risks or place their lives in jeopardy. These notes were obtained at a great personal risk, from the denizens, who inhabit the labyrinths of the third floor wilderness. February 3, 1913. “This morning I felt big to think that I was going to High and I got up very early. I went to school very early, too, and wasted many minutes wandering around. Many times I got lost and did not know where to go. If I asked any one, they would tell me to go to the wrong room. I asked a big boy where I was to go, and he said to go to A Room. I found the room and asked the teacher if I was to sit there and he laughed at me. He sent me to the auditorium. In the auditorium some cross teachers came and asked us what course we wanted. They bunched us by these courses and took us up stares to the third floor. Those stares are horrid. They creak and made me tired. The gongs, they arc very confusing, too. The teachers gave us all cards for our programs and told us where to go. I will be grateful to Miss Donaldson for the time and care she took to explain and diagram all the floors and rooms all during my whole life. But when the gong sounded, I didn't know where my room was at. I asked a girl where M Room was and she said on the third floor. So I went back to thr top floor but I couldn’t find the room. I asked a stout teacher with light hair and glasses and she said to go to the basement, calling after me till I was almost there. I learned to-day after school that the rooms were not numbered all by numbers, like in the grade schools, but some.were numbered with the alphabetical order. I’m sure I’ll never be able to get through High. February 4, 1913. I diden’t go to school so early to-day. The rooms are so big they make one feel igsignificant. The racket is terrible and everybody goes in a different direction. We have long lessons for to-day, too. We never had to study at nights when we were in the grades. The teachers say we must study three hours even night. Wen a jjerson is usted of going out nights and all of a sudden haf to stay in, it makes it kind of disagerable. The periods were short to-day. I think the time is a snap. I got my books and I got a bigger strap as I had in the public school, My papa and mama asked me how I liked High and I said, ‘Then’s when a feller needs a friend.’ February 5, 1913. Am still scared to go to my classes without aid or assistance. But, however, I determined to find the elevator, to-day. Our grade teacher told us not to take the elevator, but I thought it would be handy to know where it was if I should ever be in a hurry. I looked in all possible places but couldn’t find it. I then asked a big student with a nice red tic who, I think, was senior, and he told me to go into the annex basement. I went where he told me, but I Psiki forty-live i u ijm: I ' 1.1 .Mil 'M. him. i n i m Mill i ii 141 ii i ii lit •! 1.11 in it ti i,ii.iiii lu.ii.it i ii i 'nil ki iM.ii fi'i ;i i i ii i i i i; i 1111 •' i i : m ;: 11 i 111' i I : I'lrc I •; .1 iHumroainmmiiiiimmyiDmuraaiHiieiHiaiii:; .i:;iJ;!i5iiLiLnnMai£UEiM6ii?itiniLni[i3tici iin nrijnsraHiHiiinriroinroHiiJEiimmniawiufiffl where he said it was. I'm going to ask my teacher about the elevator. February ( . 1913. To-day, I was late to class. “Go back to your room and get an admittance.” said the teacher. I got my remittance at last, and sat down, peacable. At recess I went down to lunch and went in with the rest to pick out what I wanted. I took too small cookies aud started munching them down before I had come to the cashiers. I had the latter half of one left when I appeared before the cashiers. “Where did you get that cooky?” asked the cashier. “In there, I said pointing back. One cashier then took out a button that said sixteen on it and gave it to the next. She said, “Sixteen cents, please.” I paid her the sixteen cents and sat down. Don’t worry, Freshic,” called out the cashier, “you’ll soon learn.” There were lots of students there and they were all having a great piknic. They carried trays with them and the boys sat with the girls, and they would lean over and talk earnest to them and the girls would smile at the lx ys. Gee, I wish I was a Senior! itjeark on a (flkcnarict First Girl: Sec that there building over there? That’s East High School. Do you want to go there? Second Girl: Naw. But I’ve got to. First Girl: So’ve I. An’ see that there building across the street? (pointing to the Stock Food Company.) Second Girl: Ye-ah. First Girl: We— that's another part of the school. They call it the “annex.” Margaret Lyon (translating Virgil): I left the shore and the fleet—and a—I don’t know just where to go next. riiiiDiBiioiiniiinivniiftitiiHniinHniitimFiintiinEnmiTnniMti ii'ii iifriinniiuiiiiiim ■IH Personnel of JFacultg Principal Mr. W. F. Webster (German Miss Anna F. Shillock Miss Katherina Strohmeir Miss Editha Dann JFrcndi Kormciuan Miss Trula H. Moorman Miss Dagny Sunne Miss Nadine Crump Miss Anna D. Dahl Miss Bridget T. Hayes Miss Jane Jeter Miss Hazel C. Lotze Miss Genevieve McDill English Mr. Edgar G. Meinzer Miss Elizabeth Rich Miss Man Moody Smith Mr. August L. Spohn Miss Alta L. Stanton Mr. Mathen H. Willing Mr. Willard H. Ackerson Miss Edna Cockbuni U'atin Mrs. Mary Ruth McIntyre Miss Lina K. Gjcms Mr. David H. Holbrook Miss Mary E. Mortenson Uustorn Miss Eleanor Donaldson Miss Harriet M. Hawes Miss Ellura Bcnnct Miss Elizabeth Docken Mr. Hugh A. Curran .Mathematics Miss Maude Case Miss Lydia Lagcrstrom Miss Florence M. Weston Mr. Eugene I). Pennell Mr. Arthur C. Slifer (tonuncrcial Miss Mary H. Dana Mr. Lester Tjossem Mr. Raymond H. Gray pratuinji anb ittannal (Training Miss Bertha L. McMillan Mr. John P. Granner Miss Lavinia B. Sterrett Mr. George A. Moore Miss Julia Grace Whitten Mr. Floyd W. Ray Domestic Science anb Art Miss Georgia B. Ehvell Miss Florence Parlin Miss Mary Belle McNie Science Miss Julia B. Clifford Mr. I ouis G. Cook Mr. Judson R. Towne I’afie forty-nlno ALMA MATER WORDS WRITTEN 8Y ELIZABETH WELLINGTON MARGARET DREW MUSIC SELECTED 8Y MARIAN WEBSTER n a i i; € • g d 7 1 i : s m ■ F p, — o r ik j Isgf fiff 5 6 '■6 ■ M=: mu tn r $ gn p I i w: ■ lb —1 M zd r' 4. Iff . niMiiiBii Alma Jflatct Y xAIL our High School, East High School’ ___Jf Fair home of joy and light, E. H. S., our Alma Mater, School supreme with honor bright! Here as comrades we labor; Knowledge yields her richest stores; Joys of friendship, learning’s pleasures. We have found within thy doors. 98 H 9H 98 Youthful visions here we fashion To guide in coming years; Strength and faith in thee we gather To dispel our doubts and fears. ’Tis thy purpose to teach us Where the richest treasures arc; “Onward, upward, is thy counsel, “Amplius,” our guiding star. 98 88 Round thy colors we gather In the strength of love and pride; Thy honor we shall cherish With our own held side by side. Filled with fair hope and promise May thy future ever be; Let the chorus ring forever: “Dear East High School, Hail to Thee!” 'nips from flic Jlntimatc ICitics of (Our On-cat Jttcn HEW!” groaned our chief biographer, as he tossed the four hundred and fifth volume on ‘‘The Life of Mr. Webster” upon the bending shelves of the Cardinal Library, ‘‘those teachers sure are interesting mortals.” ‘‘What’s that?” we inquired, with the alacrity of those who have become trained to scent suitable copy for our readers. ‘‘Why look,” he growled resignedly, “two thousand volumes on the lives of Mr. Webster, Mr. Sj)ohn, and Mr. Cook, and then greatly incomplete.” “But surely,” it was ventured, “Mr. Spohn’s past life would point to his present calm, placid bearing, and certainly Mr. Webster’s actions, or especially his scholarly attempts have done no other harm than to l orc helpless high school students. “Huh, he grunted, “Look for yourself.” In perusing these volumes the editor was continually shocked by what he read; and was forced to exclude item after item, incident after incident, which were undesirable for print, and all concerning the above faculty members. It is needless to say that we were not so particularly shocked when we discovered that the book Nero had read the evening before his burning of Rome, was Webster’s “English Composition and Literature.” After learning this fact, although it must be admitted that Nero was a trifle radical, we feel that this remarkable tribute will meet with the full approval of those to whom the contents of the volume have l)een such a pleasure. Indeed, if these were less lawful days (the very thought terrifies us), we arc positive the carnage of impassioned outbursts would be terrible. It was interesting to note that Mr. August L. Spohn was born in the English Library about 40 E. H. S. He was a great friend of Shakespeare and the two used to do a great many strange stunts together. For instance, one morning Shakespeare came romping into Room 1 and informed Mr. Sj ohn that he had written one thousand pages of manuscript for a new play in one hour. August L. was nonplussed for a moment only, and then quickly pulling out his watch and glancing at it said, I'll beat that in 40 minutes. At the end of that time, Shakespeare confidently returned and commanded, “Trot forth your one thousand and one pages of manuscript, or better.” I’ve accomplished something far greater than that,” smiled our Litt. D. “Why, I simply sprung a quiz on a class of thirty-five Seniors and flunked every one of them.” Shakespeare had to admit he was beaten, and so humiliated was he by this overwhelming defeat that he moved back to his country town, refused to write another word, and died shortly afterwards. And even to this day, Mr. Spohn has firmly adhered to the rule of “Sparc the quiz, and sjxnl the Senior.” We found that Mr. Cook is a reformed captain of a daring gang of pirates that used to infest the Mediterranean. It is rumored that it was by these associations that he has become so proficient in the art of telling stories. He left that organization of pirates to join the East High Technical Society. We must not proceed further. Many times the aforesaid mentioned entreated us not to publish this expository article, but we felt it our duty to give our readers at least a few hasty glimpses of the former antics of our staid professors. Resecting their present desires to mend their ways, let us lx lenient. Page fifty-two VOL. XVII AN ABSOLUTELY INDEPENDENT PAPER JUNE 1913 Devoted In Psychological ami Scientific Discoveries. A reward of to any person who can prove a falsity in our marvelous discoveries. PITHY BITS FOR THE BUSY STAGGERING STATISTICS The energy expended by high school students in trying to make pompadours would be sufficient to push 400 ships twice the size of the Titanic around the world forty times. The minuses secured by students in the United States annually, if laid side by side, would make a line reaching from the Cape of Good Hope in the south to Yladivostock in the North. Students biting lead pencils consume 20 carloads of lumber a year. Clement Murphy has become a member of the Local Order of Masons with the chapter house located at 19th Avenue S. E. Things arc dreadfully dull in the world at present. Mr. Holbrook hasn’t been elected to anything for two months. Our staff detectives are still trying to solve the Kirk-Schlener estrangement. They say it is a complicated case, and refuse to give us the least wee bit of news. INTERESTING INCIDENTS On December 21st, the A. O.' I). S. was to meet,but no one appeared except our worthy and noble president, Edward Bade. Did he go home? Not on your life. He entered M room, closed the door, ojxmed the window, glanced at the program, pounded his gavel, called the meeting to order, read the minutes and roll call, called on those who were to be on the program, asked for new business, moved some, passed it, moved adjournment, adjourned, took a sheet and made out the program for the next meeting. Has Joe Cannon got anything on our president ? North beat East in football in 1910. This was the first time in three hundred and sixtv-fivc days that East lost to the blue and white. Pjik fifty-three We are pleased to announce that Miss V’Lora Welch has been added to the staff of the Salisbury School of Dramatic Fussing. Miss Welch will have charge of the Department of Sentimental Slang and she will undoubtedly prove an invaluable asset. We compliment Mr. Salisbury on securing such a talented young lady. To clear up that preconceived rumor, the Cardinal Board wishes to make it emphatically known that the purported engagement of Miss Me Dill is absolutely false. In a personal interview Miss McDill declared she had no faith in any man. Stanley Scharling reports that he positively saw masculine finger-prints on the flowers that Miss McDill had on her desk the other day.?? Note— The lxiard refuses to verify this statement. ¥ast filth’s Imanac September 1 Sth: J:ast¥iiith ¥cnjs’ Club organised. HI05. an Industry stimulated. Iflltcrc iL’ics tljc getting? (Tap—tap—tap.) “Now, V’Lora, I want you to take your scat.” V’Lora: “Yeah. Just a minute. Say, kid, how do you translate this?” Margaret L. (not too readily): “Why that goes like this, I think, ‘The mother of the forest was dressed in a quiver--’ ” Instructor (Tap—tap—tap): “Now. girls, this can’t go on any longc-. Will the people in the back of the room please take their own scats? There! Now I guess we can start. Marian, we’ll let you begin the translation to-day. Marian Butler (translating): “And who, pray, art thou?” Markie (in subdued tones): “I’m the gay that put the pig in Pygmalion.” Marian (continuing): “For it occurred to me that it was a great thing to die in arms; (aside) but it depends on in whose arms. (Aloud) Let’s sec, and—er—he, I can’t go any further.” Instructor: “Well, Raymond, you go on. No. first you can give me the synopsis of ego in the first person.” (Taj)—tap—tap) “Now, I want the whispering in the back of the room stopped! Jesse, if you have any announcement to make, come up and make it! All right, Raymond, I guess we can go on now.” Raymond: “Let’s see. O, yes. Ego, simp.” {Giggles of approval.) Instructor: “Well, go on with the translation.” Raymond: “I don’t know what to do with that ‘solo.’ ” Instructor (gazing into space): “Oh, why, you translate that: 'And now in truth Aurora with her first---’ ” Raymond: “No, no! I haven’t got that far vet.” Instructor (much blush): “O, yes—er—well, that will do. Nancy, give us the rule for ‘Postquam’ clauses.” Nancy Wick rattles off the whole rule in less than two seconds, then sits down in triumph. Instructor: “Well! I wish every one would, recite as fast as that. This class is letting their Virgil slide altogether too much, and there are two or three that I will have to give minus to, unless they do better work.” V’Lora (unable to hold in any longer): “Gee, I wish the bell would ring. Won’t you let us fool for the rest of the period?” Instructor (with a sweet smile and a pretty blush): “O, I couldn't do that. We will have to do some sight translation. I believe very much in it, and I wish we could have more time for it.” V’Lora: “Aw, please. Go on! Please let us. We never have any fun. Instructor: “Well, maybe some other time, Now, Helen, translate as far as you have been able to go. ” Helen Dunn makes a wonderful stab. Instructor: “Well, now let me translate it. (Translates.) Are there any questions? If not, let us turn to the review.” First bell rings. Exit Emma, Elizabeth, Lucile, Helen Hcrtig and Jane. V’Lora stays a minute while she catches the last words of a translation, then makes a bee line out of the room, yelling, “Hey, girls, wait for a feller, can’t cha?” Page fifty-four (J)ctobcr 1st: History library established to provide for drotnsy students. t; : '(! Muriel Carberry (in English V.): The army had plenty of ammunition; but the soldiers ran out of their uniforms. It is plainly evident that jack Carpenter has an extreme fondness for Sophomore French. We always laugh at Miss Bennett’s jokes, No matter what they be; Xot because they’re funny. But because it’s policy. Jeannette Plant (weeping at the sight of Harold Huey, when he was hurt at the East-Central game): Oh, what would I have done if that had been Pudge! Miss Me Dill: Norris, you may give your sentence of anti-climax. Xorris Jones (eloquently): The fellow in the blue serge suit had beat him to it, and was now dancing with the girl he loved, (roars of laughter) so he sat in the comer and sulked. At this Miss McDill murmured something about “out of the mouths of babes,” to which Norris returned hotly. “Well, I can have a vivid imagination, can’t I?” Miss Mortenson: You know the Black Hands in Italy wear beards and mustaches to cover up their faces. Russell Morissey (blushing): Mine is a flossette. Miss C ase: Now, this does not show the work of students: it looks like the work of Freshmen. Page flfty-flve (October Mli: jfreshman Mscouers that ittinus means failure. Simultaneously a Mscouers that a bouble plus is contposeb of a straight line Scn? intnrfifl.fcJ.inii. im.rt .. :� y� 11 •� ! ------------L!L'-O .’1 October 1 Oth: ifiahoncu Mscouers tliat lie is iirotmiig tall. 1912 Hienrffclt Desires of a jfetu of flic prominent jfolh About the School Abner Dona hie Anna Gavin . Bab Mahoney Eddie Rees Ray Henderson . Red Huey Edward Bade Clement Murphy . Madeline Toogood Mr. Cook Mr. Meinzer Robbin McCord Stanley Scharling The Janitor . Clarence Hermann Rip Riley Mr. Webster Mr. Holbrook SI.00 worth of Piper Heidseik A few fellows .......................A wagon load of cigarettes A decision over Packev McFarland A full page portrait and a biography in the Cardinal ..................................A Rocking horse . . . . . . A pair of “specs” ..................................A marriage license ..................................... A chaperon .......................................A comb .......................A razor and a cake of soap A sweetheart A bib A little respect or an automatic dust sweeper A little light on the subject of Physics .........................A hair restorer .......................A quiet freshman ......................A Currency Reform (a raise in salary) ifnnb JHemories Being extracts from the “ Adventures of Handsome Hank or “How Hank Huey Carried the Government Funds” fPf ES, Thackeray, thou art a master of the English novel, but, in my younger |s!2p' days, 1 preferred this sort: ESS As the sun sank in the west, a lonely figure could lx? seen riding along the dismal, wooded road. It was no other than our hero, Handsome Hank Huey, on his good horse, Crassus He heard a sound not twenty feet in front of him, then a voice cried, “Halt.” “Great Scott!” cried our hero, “It’s Mike Morrissey and his gang.” Hank did not hesitate, like a flash, he pulled his trusty six—bang—bang, and two of the hold-ups bit the dust. Bang—and Rowdy Rees was laid low. But now Mike, the last man, and the most dangerous, was upon him. Xo time left to shoot; he grappled with the masked Mike, who was in the act of drawing his knife. Our hero was too quick for him. With a rapid move, he rapped the brute a smart blow on the back of his hand with the butt of his gun, and the knife fell, quite harmless, to the ground. Mike, unabashed by this failure, fast gained PaK fifty-seven (October I 2th: Sestroyimt all previous recorhs, three stuhents pine recitations lasting fully fine minutes long in one of ittr. bourne's classes. 1911. the upper hand. I fear that it would have fared ill with our hero had not the preacher, Babylon Mahoney, appeared on the scene. Taking the pastor for the sheriff, who was also short and fat, Mike relinquished his deadly grip, and fled galloping away on his trusty steed ♦ Our hero, at length, drew rein at St. Paul, the toughest town on the prairie. When Hank entered the dining room of the dingy hotel, his eye fell upon an unwelcome sight—the face of Nick Henderson—for it was none other than that same villain. “I must look out for my safety tonight,” muttered Hank to himself. “I'm not out of danger yet while that onc-cvcd Nick is around Hank woke with a start. Some one was in his room. A board creaked at the left of his bed. He grasj ed his gun from under his pillow. “Who's there?” he demanded in a firm voice. No answer. Only silence. “Then, we’ll see.” he muttered aloud, and trusting to his ever present luck, he leaped from his bed toward the place where he had heard the floor creak. He was none too soon. The spiteful crack of a revolver spoke out while he was in mid-air. He landed with a thud upon the intruder. It was short work for Hank to render the wretch helpless. He then struck a match and found to his horror that it was Dead-Shot Price, who would have added another victim to his already long list, had he succeeded, and would have been able to put another nick in the handle of his Colt, had Hank remained an instant longer in bed. Herb Grificn “Like some tall cliff that lifts its awful form. 11 hose? Miss Dunn wore to school a most beautiful waist, All with fine work and embroid'rv set in; But, supposedly hidden, there | ecped thru the lace A Phi Delta Theta fraternity pin. Taylor's Swan Song “I should worry,” and fail in Dutch, Flunk in Latin every year, Without me East couldn’t do much, So I’m goin’ to stick right here. Page fifty-eight jXobcmhcr 1st: Hast ¥mth Hooters' Club abopt motto, “IPc shoulb worry.” BATTLE OF RAINBOW HIED SOCKS AND NECKTIES AT EAST HIGH IS ENDED A hat tic of rainbow colored socks and neckties that has raged in the East Side high school for nearly a week ended today when the honors were awarded to two of the boys. Though he didn’t decide the contest, Principal W. F. Webster said the brightest colored socks were worn by Mark Hamilton, a son of “Sandy” Hamilton, assistant chief of the lire department. Hamilton lives at 127 Fourth street S. K. Austin Weeded, 1115 Eighteenth Avenue N. E., won the honors for the gayest colored necktie. It was purple, green, red and yellow. The socks worn by Hamilton were red, white, green, blue and lavender. Abut id) neck Dan With all due rcsjjcct for weird and fantastical Parisian and Oriental fashions and gaudy colors, we must confess that our admiration for the remarkably symmetric color effects presented on sock day, knows no bounds. It is even whispered that Mr. Webster, himself, had on one stocking of a lovely pink hue the other of green and crimson. Xo one saw this wonderful combination, however. Probably our principal had his own reasons for not showing them off as the students were doing. Harold Huev said in an interview with the Cardinal reporter, that he refused to wear loud hose and attract the attention of the multitudes to the thinness of his ankles. Edward Mahoney said, also, in an interview, that he was unable to wear very bright socks on account of the aged and tattered condition of his garters. “If I had a new pair of garters,” lie said, “I would be wearing some socks.” December 1st: Cooking classes sbohm horn to make biscuits. Austin Weedell was seen doing a soubrette act with his trousers rolled up to his knees. Brother Townc who happened along, stood in rapt silence till the end, then let out a howl of glee and applauded vociferously. Wc have no desire to discuss oculism. its cause and effect, but this is certain, that those who possessed eyeglasses certainly needed 'em on that day. Several students and teachers were unable to use their eyes for weeks afterward. .4 Xaughty-cal Yarn In the “cradle” of the deep. Lay a wavelet sound asleep. Mother Ocean coming near Gave a “spanking breeze.” I fear This created quite a Squall” From our wavelet friend so small. It Pays to Advertise Wanted—500 Laborers for Cardinal construction. Editor’s Note: We are rather chary about publishing our personal corre- pondenee, but so enthusiastic were our English teachers over this model piece of correspondence, in answer to the above ad, that they implored us to print it for the enlightenment of the multitude. To the Editors of the Cardinal. Dear Sirs and Sirens: Wc seen you sign sticken on the door in close proximity to grub-row. And says we to ourselves “lets git on the job, says we. Thanking you in advance for past favors. Wc is yours respectfully, the undersigned, Ben Bethton, Walk Claraer. Miss Mortenson: Why did Ethclwulfs four sons succeed one another to the throne of England? It wasn’t because they ruled a couple of years and then passed the crown down, vou know, each one lived till he died. Mr. Ackerson (concluding his daily fourth period scolding to Jack C.): I wouldn’t be such a baby, Jesse (then resuming his translation) “Nay, rather die! Miss Strohmeier (after she had asked one of her most difficult questions and one- half of the class had failed to answer it): Alas! Alas! Alas! Alas! Stanley Scltarling: Where is she? Ambrose Lewis (in debate): My opponents say that the sun never sits on the globe. PHKe sixty December (City hospital asks for more space. U'imcricks There was a young Freshman, named Joe, Who down the wrong stairway did go; At the end of his way, He met with delay, And the way he back-tracked was not slow. 2 £ £ $ 3 There was a klish Junior named Russell, Whose mustache betrayed lack of muscle; But when dollars he’d save. By just having a shave, To the barber’s he ran with a hustle. £ 2 2 £ 2 There was a staid Senior Duvall, Who attempted to play at football; At the end of the game. When they called off his name, They discovered his shoe-spikes, that’s all. ue 2 2 There’s a rush to the hallway and stair, A loud clang of a bell in the air. Now what docs it mean? Why, appetites keen Arc to tackle the day’s bill-o'-farc. 2 £ £ £ 2 A fair youth named Vernon, they say. Had a bowl of hot soup on his tray. A girl came too near— We’d better stop here, For too late, she said, “’Scuse me, I pray.” December loth: feast ¥iiith Dramatic Club formeh 1912. BnfB«9MHHMHii� niMaai Ifiustlimt Mature OH Yhe '(Talc of the Jttisplaceb YuebriUns ONCE upon a time, in a certain city, there was a high school. It was a massive structure made of white bricks, bricks now grown gray thru the weathering of the ages. The attachment which many of the students therein felt for those halls of learning was touching in the extreme; indeed, many of them, when their allotted time was o’er, refused to leave the fascinating pile. Such was the ease with five noble youths of great renown. Years came and went, and their familiar faces remained as land marks. Now, during the first part of the twentieth century, it so happened that Dame Fashion noised it abroad that mustaches were to lx the rage amongst all well-groomed gentlemen. Of course, the aforesaid youths felt that it developed upon them to maintain the honor of the school by observing the dictates of this arbitrary dame. Fortunately when this momentous decision was reached, the snowbound year was nearing its close, bringing the customary much-abhorred vacation. This gave the youths their golden opportunity. It seemed as if business and the social doings of the great city had tem| orarily ceased, because these youths were no longer visible to common mortals. All breath was suspended! Where could they lx , these {Kitted darlings of the gods? Lest the reader lx? startled, let me whisper low. “By the shores of Gitchee Gurnee, there in {x?accful quiet fastness, in a bungalow artistic, might be seen these five same brave ones, each one had a close companion, green of eye and long of tail-fur, five as handsome bits of cat-hood, as gold dollars could procure them.” And their purpose, you ask? Bend thee lower. This is the secret, centuries old’ If a youth but spread thick cream upon his noble upper lip. and straightway allows Mistress Pussy-cat to lick it carefully off, the result is most astonishing. A growth of down, like unto that u|x n the back of any gosling, will soon appear. So these youths practised their plan. Daily, each one might have been seen within the sun-parlor, half-reclining upon his cushion, pitchers of thick cream at each elbow, purring pussies nestling near. For one long weary week the program was carried out, doubtfully at first, then with ho{x and then exultation! The charm had worked! At the end of the seventh day, by the aid of a jxnver-ful magnifying glass, a wee bit of downy fuzz, in shades ranging respectively from baby yellow to a most beautiful hue of brick red or raven darkness was visible under the nose of each ambitious youth. But alack-a-day, fortune docs not always favor the brave. Upon their return to the haunts of civilization, they were waylaid by a ficrcc-looking, auburn-haired brigand, dragged to a nearby tonsorial artist, who with wicked razors quickly Page sixty-two Be cent her llith: feast Yiiiih Dramatic (Club bissolneb HI 12. liiWHTOWIWJMmilllilfiWrWIlWnittlilffliHitjliWIHWUBmiWillBilliliUiiilll removed the beautiful bits of hirsute adornment, known in common parlance, as misplaced eyebrows. The wheels of time move on apace, and within the confines of the same gray brick High School, five beardless youths, shoulders bent with the weight of disappointed ambition, may be seen mingling with others mooth-faced youngsters. Ltciu-: F. Lord. itunu- bon Anticei 7 M E have taken a great unknown step. We are treading on new ground, fear-VI fully, apprehensively. We have smashed precedent to smithereens. We are suffering mental anguish. Intermittently we shudder, and at present cold xiads of perspiration moisten the fevered brows of ye editors. Can we do it? Dare we do it? O Friends, we beg of you, judge us not too harshly. But it must come, and come it has, for. search as you may, you will not find in this issue of the Cardinal, one of Mr. Townc's old jokes. At the |5 i«n of the Hunch HVll t c s ’ f L. i LSI I on! Rush on! thou pale and hungry student. Now each man for himself to win the fray. Go! Push thyself ahead, and lx thou prudent. No manners here, grab quickly for thy tray. Of crackers heap thy plate, none will reprove thee. If possible, hide cookies on thy tray. Find bread most thickly-buttered. It behooves thee. To gather courage for that test to-day. On, down the line! Take everything before thee. Be sure to be the first and get the best. The one imjiortant thing, we do implore thee, Care for thyself, let others do the rest. At last the door is reached, now cease thy hurry. Now take a rest, for there is lots of time, If pennies drop into the soup, don’t worry, You may lx? thankful it is not a dime. But if, as to the cost, there’s opposition, Just spill vour soup (by accident, of course); You’ll find if you are weak in your addition, There always is another good resource. Then, student, know the school is thine to use it; If anyone protest, get up and fight. For when it comes to eating, we’ll excuse it, Be not a “hog,” but do assert thy right. I� ajio lxty-three January 5tlj: Will Hiobson horn. 18U3. (Class in public speaking starteb. It agues (Gallery NO. 000000 GENTLEMAN HIGHWAYMAN Known as: Whiskers” Notes on This was taken after a Description: prison shave. Crimes Theft and destruction of Wanted many valuable articles, For: especially hearts. A ruthless vandal with those delicate objects. So wanton is he that sometimes it is impossible to walk in “A” room without stepping upon broken hearts, grewsome bits of his remorseless depredations. Under arrest he acts very quecrly. He will continually pace his cell and mutter, “Stanley Hall, Stanley Hall.” Investigations are being made. Watch for startling disclosures. NO. 1300 PIRATE Known as: “Dangerous Ikc.“ This picture was taken Notes on when in an amiable Description: mood. Much more evil looking. Pirate and Matrimonial Agent. Crimes Responsible for the Wanted Brown-Sheldon estrange- For: ment tragedy, the Hew- son-Lang cataclysm, etc., etc., etc. Has quit piracy since the advent of the Morriscy gang. NO. 2796 CRANK PHILOSOPHER “Old Mossback” or “The Sage” Notes on This picture is an excep- Description: tionally good one. Crimes The publishing of the Wanted book, Relation of Man For: to Eternity,” which has upset all scientific discoveries dating back to the time of Adam. For Occupation: Known as: January 9tli: Technical society innents 'ilohmometer, tuljich causes the theory of physicists to appear before the mini of the stuhent mhen callch upon to recite. 19115. DiOiiuujLiiaiL'iiEiiaicisiirjiiiiriHin! ijifiiMJNUiraui iriiiiiiiiiiiiniuiiyBjMiiniNiiuRiiiieiinHaiiirinifiiininBivNiisiifnFJfiiJiyininvMvramFr'ncinnFi imff example, in the chapter entitled, “Why We Are Related to the Moon,” he says, “It is not possible that the moon is made of green cheese, for if it were there would be no mice on earth. “ All copies are being confiscated by the government as dangerous to the public weal. NO. 2323 PEACE DISTURBER Known as: “The Vacuum.” Notes on Distinguishing eharac-Description: tcristic is blankness. Crimes Accused of apj)earing at Wanted the residence of one of For: our prominent young ladies with highly polished finger nails. So excited became he over his manual accomplishment that he refused to indulge in any other conversation but that which was quite distressing. Harmless, but a vexatious obstruction to the projjcr preservancc of jxxicc. NO. 32369 CONFIDENCE MAN Known as: “The Professor.” Notes on Description: Fragile; marvelously beautiful. Perfect type of Manhood.” .. Special agent for the Occupation: F hv Trust.. Crimes Is believed to be work- Wanted ing in conjunction with For: the medical trust. By assigning volumes of memory work he is causing many cases of brain fever. Beware of his handsomeness. Very lawless character. This is one of the most powerful of present unrestricted monoix lics. NO. 666 FAKE PREACHER Known as: Babylon, the Sky Pilot.’’ This bland, cherubic ex- Description: Prcsf on s entirely as-umed. Varied. Chief Mission-Occupation: ary for the “High School for Life Society.” crimes Imposing upon the aged-Wanted When last seen was cn-For: deavoring to convert Abner Donaghue to this cult by offering him the position of “Chief Pillar.” Is working in direct conjuration with the faculty. NO. 99999 PUGILIST Known as “Whirlwind Willie.” This was taken on the Notes on eve of his first fight. Description: I Ie has not looked as confident sin tv. Occupation: Retired. Crimes Too numerous to mcn-Wanted tion here. See volumes For: VI., VII., VIII., IX.. X., XI.. XII. of the Police Gazette. 3 ifiotti (One (Con HUohe the Jttarhine Time: 3rd period. Place: Room 8. Date: Dec. 18. 1913. IE bell at the end of the second jieriod sounds, and with a rush all of Mr. Meinzer’s class of English leave him still in the midst of assigning the following day’s lesson. Finding himself alone, he peruses the question for debate, and settles himself to j ondcr. and to wait for the next class. Slowly the noise and tumult of the passing pupils subside; loiterers at last find their rooms, and the dim old halls take on their deadest aspect. But no debate class has yet appeared. Pane slxty-live .Ijannarn liitli: (Tains .1)n 1 ius (Caesar born N.i H. (£. Sophomores 90 into mournino. A rumbling is heard and then from the most remote recesses of the first Moor hall comes a rising din as of an approaching tornado. Scuffling, tearing and stamping, on comes the mob headed by the Right Honorable John M. Leversee. Miss Dahl starts for the hall with the intention of subduing the tumult but gives her purpose up at the sight of such boisterous conduct. Miss Crump starts to take a hand, but to no avail. On, on they come. Each one is loaded with reference books and notes. Stupendous efforts have been made in gathering material for the most learned and eloquent debate of the term. Here the tardy bell rings and with one grand rush, much resembling the slide for home plate, they all manage to get thru the door just before the bell stops ringing. In some haphazard way or other, the class seats itself and sets in for a general social time. No attention in the least is given to the rapping and pounding on the teacher’s desk. It becomes so loud, that two or three look up to inquire the cause of their disturbance. “Worthy legislators,” speaks Mr. Mcinzcr with great dignity, “we have a request from Miss Case and Miss McDill to be less vociferous in our applause as they are at this same time endeavoring to conduct classes.” With this he settles himself in the critic’s chair. Chairman Schmidt and the six debators take their rcsjx'ctive places, and the social theme is again resumed by the others. Schmidt rises, clears his throat, and begins: “We will try to maintain sufficient quiet to enable the negative to hear the affirmative arguments. The question for the day is, ‘Resolved: That the county option should be adopted in Minnesota.’ We will first hear from Salisbury on the affirmative.” Space will not permit a full account of the debate that follows. Suffice it to say that, with the silver tongued expressions of Blanchett, and the gesticulations and copious vocabulary of Huey on one side and with the wonderful reasoning of Salisbury's deep and subtle mind and the extreme denunciations of Lcvcrscc on the other, there is a heated discussion. By one side we are informed how. yearly, lives are lost and homes wrecked by the present regulations; by the other side we are told of the wonderful revenues and advantages of the present methods. The debate ends; the legislators vote on the measure. The political machine, which had been formed beforehand, had pledged itself to hold with Brewery Leader Blanchett against county option. Little doubt is in the members’ minds as to how the vote will result. Bang! Calkin’s chair slides and falls with a crash. Mr. Meinzer is on his feet. Someone is careless and must leave the room.” But the question is, Who is it? This is a question, indeed. No one cares to decide it. and the debate is resumed. All runs smoothly again, and the chairman calls for open discussion. Secession from the pledges to the lx ss of the machine is now beginning to show, for Blackburn rises, and prepares to enlighten us on County option. “Fellow statesmen,” he says, in order that I may further the noble work begun, and save many of your young lives. I have decided to cast my vote for county option. By careful study and deep insight, I can see where young men of our age have been lured into lives of wrong doing. I thus account for this action on my part.” A cog has broken, the machine has stopj cd, and the debate is lost. It goes down on a vote of 7-( in favor of the negative. The first word that Mr. Cook’s baby could say was, “High-ball.” ittan 1 Oth: Jttr. £omne attempts to pine his class a shock bn means of a mire, hut the class refuses to he sltockeh at anuthimt he hoes. 1910-191 1-1912-1913. Y FRIENDS, you are in the morning of life. Birds sing; dew sparkles; the breath of dawn is sweet; and joy fills your heart. The day’s work is just before you; and life quivers with eager anticipation of action. During these school days, you have dreamed of a future, and it was beautiful. If you would have the dream come true, you must give your whole life to the vision; for an ideal was never yet attained by a divided love. At times it will be lost behind clouds of discouragement, or the great bulk of some mountain of difficulty will hide it from Yet be faithful and adore; let not view. sour cynicism or worldly indifference or any selfish desire separate you from your love. With heart steadfast, trust on; the vision splendid will float again into your sky. He that cleaves to his ideal of the morning through the heat of the day will find great joy at evening time—the supreme satisfaction of one who has kept faith with himself. William F. Webster. • 'mn ins’s (I )host HE familiar group of village gossips were gathered in a circle about the table of the town tavern, discussing, between quaffs of liquor, the political questions of the hour, which at this time, the fall of the year, furnished a rather threadbare subject for discussion. Taking advantage of the pause that prevailed over the company, and also being willing to contribute his share to the conversation, Jem Higgins attempted introducing a new channel of discussion, one that was suited to the weird blackness of the night and one which others than he had contemplated. It was only a few months ago, on just such a night as this that “old man Scroggins” had cashed in.” Village gossip had it that he had been bewitched, in that, when taken ill he refused all medical aid. and that when he died, his soul departed from his body in the form of an old, black crow which spread its wings and slowly, noiselessly, rose from the earth, uttered a weird cry of despair, and vanished in a cloud of smoke. Since then the little, old. ramshackle cottage of the deceased Benjamin Scroggins had been the object of more or less fanciful talcs wrought by the inventive minds of the village folk. The place was deemed an abode of evil spirits and only the most venturous ever attempted to investigate the premises. In the night the place was an object of terror to passersby, and was passed by as quickly as j ossible. After crossing his legs and relighting his pipe, Jem began. I hear as how old man Scroggins's ghost has been appearin' lately of nights and a-scarin’ everybody in sight and raisin' Cain generally; but for my part I don’t b’licvc a mite in it. as I don’t take no stock in sceh foolish things as ghosts, anyhow. But if the old skinflint has come back to earth, and I say if he has, and I don’t really b’lievc that he has. I'll bet he has come back to scare his debtors into payin' him their backstandin’ rent.” With such a meaty topic successfully oj: cned, the eyes of several brightened, for would they not have an opi ortunity to give their own pet version of the subject ? Joe Smiley was the first to recover. “Wal,” he began, meditatively, it seems to me as Jem there is a little bit mistaken. Accordin' to my experience there is ghosts, to some extent. I’ve seen 'em. and I’ve been chased by ’em. Yes, chased by ’em—and chased by one only last night, and that was old man Scroggins’s.” This startling declaration was received with a murmur of general interest; some WUFTOPIOTBITT f FWffTl heartily approved, others were skeptical, and one, Caleb Mason, laughed outright. “Wal, Joe, I didn’t think you was such a idjit as that. I reckon you must ’a been drinkin’ a little heavy just before that, eh? I’ll tell you what, Caleb, I just wisht thct there ghost would come up to you some night and scare the bloomin’ tamashin clean out o’ you. This was received by Caleb with another burst of laughter, which incensed Joe to retort, All right, then, Caleb, jest to prove to you that I ain’t lyin’. I’ll dare you and any other two o’ you fellers to go up to old man Scroggins’s house tonight and find out for yourselves, and I’ll bet a barrel o' apple-jack to a hole in a doughnut, that none of yousc fellers comes back but what yousc has seen ghosts. Tins dare was received with exclamations of approval from the entire group, the believers wishing to convince the skeptics, and the skepties wanting, “to be shown. “That’s a go, Joe. Now what two of you fellers ain’t fools enough tob’lieve what Joe there is a-stuffin' you with and is willin’ to come along? Ephraim Dawson and Jem Higgins responded with apparent willingness, Ephraim because he was town constable and considered it his duty to investigate the matter, and Jem because he had alluded to Scroggins as a “Skinflint and felt that the company therefore exacted him to defend his own opinion. So with many admonitions from the remaining group, the trio went out into the night. It was with a feeling of bold daring that they arrived at the haunted premises. The moon, hitherto hidden by clouds, now slowly ventured forth and instilled into the hearts of the adventurers dauntless courage. Shall we go in, boys,” sjx kc Jem, in a stage-like whisper, as they stood undecided at the threshold of the opened door. Ephraim and Caleb answered in a like whisper and the three entered, slowly, cautiously, and with bated breath They proceeded to the middle of the room, where they stopped, each waiting for the other’s suggestion as to what form of procedure to take next. Caleb spoke up, “Let's sit down. Accordingly, they backed up to the wall op]x site the fire-place and sat down on the floor. Minutes passed and nothing happened; they were growing restless, and Ephraim was seriously considering lighting his pipe, when something happened which made them sit up and realize the precariousness of their position—for -was that the wind? No, for the night was still. What then? Was it ? No, it couldn’t be; yet it must be—yes. Oh horrors, it was! It was a groan, the long-drawn groan of a banished soul; then there was silence, a heavy oppressive silence, when each of the three gave one hard, individual swallow of relief. But no, they were not to be let off that easily, for suddenly there issued from the chimney of the fire-place, a high-pitched shriek of tortured agony, which increased in volume and Page sixty-nine then slowly diminished into a long drawn moan of terrible anguish, which gradually died away and left three, limp, horrified adventurers. Then followed several minutes of death-like stillness, during which time the palsied hand of Caleb wiped his sweating brow, and Ephraim, taking time by the forelock, drew his revolver and held it in quaking hands, while Jem waited with thumping heart the next move in this occult exhibition. He had not long to wait. Hitherto their vision could see nothing, but now there was heard a dull, sickening thud in the fire-place and in the dim moonlight there was barely discernible a—as it seemed to be, yes it was—a skull. Then followed another thud, and there apjjeared before the terrified vision of the trio, a bony body with ghastly, protruding ribs. Then, oh horrors, there dropped at regular intervals, the bony remnants of two arms and legs! But the most terror instilling sight was now taking place. The bones were moving, moving of their own accord. Slowly and surely they were assembling there; the body was rising into the air, with no visible sign of assistance, now it stopped and suspended itself in mid-air. Now the legs and then the arms rose into the air and took their respective places on the body. Lastly the skull rose into the air and affixed itself upon the top of the ghastly apparition, completing the picture of a most gruesome spectre. There it stood, silent and motionless, looking down ujjon the three terrified adventurers. Numb with fear, they could but stare at their imjxmding fate. Caleb tried to speak and could not; his throat was dry and cracked; he tried to move his hand but could not budge; his friend Jem fared likewise; while Ephraim, with a mighty effort, leveled his revolver and pulled at the trigger, but his strength failed him utterly. Again he leveled the weapon, and putting every ounce of energy into his right forefinger, he shut his eyes and pulled. The gun went off, but the bullet had no apparent effect, for it went thru the spectre and hit the wall behind. But behold, a transformation was taking place. The ghost was becoming luminous, a gray, sulphurous brightness was now distinctly visible over its entire body. Presently it moved, actually moved. Now it took a step forward, yes. it was coming slowly, stealthily, toward Caleb. Caleb grew sick. How he fervently wished he had not called Scroggins a “skinflint.” When directly in front of his victim, the spectre stopped. Now another peculiar change was taking place-Bv degrees, the dim sulphur color was diminishing in brightness, and was being gradually supplanted by a green phosphorescence of vivid hue. The eye sockets of the ghastly creature were also undergoing a singular change, being imbued with a fiery lustre that shone forth from the depths of the awful skull like two flaring beacon lights, casting their gleaming rays full upon the shrunken, horrified figure of Caleb Mason. At this point of the story it is probably best to let the reader, perhaps a person of greater knowledge, as concerns the final outcome of spiritual adventure, supply I] !RPlil5HfH«II� nilHI� l!IHIIHII8l� fTHUt35HnOTBIIIHni5in! 0001 I !lf!l fHFltRf !I r 1121 IB 51! f! II U!BI his or her own conclusion. It is a debatable question, and one that involves considerable thought. What further form of punishment did the spectre inflict upon Caleb? Leon M. Goetzman. C ) tssau on lusts ESTS are given for the purpose of affording a pupil a chance to show what he knoweth. This statement doth not always hold true, however. Most tests are given with the view of showing a pupil what he doth not know. In the eves of the student there arc two kinds of tests, hard and easy. If an easy test is given by the teacher it will be said, erat maxima dementia—he or she is of great kindness; but if a hard one is presented, then—erat maxima crudclitate— he or she is of great cruelty. For some ] coplc tests are a pleasure, but for others a misfortune. I mean in the former case him who giveth them, and in the latter, him who taketh them. Some teachers give tests for the pure delight of giving them and apj)ear to make them as difficult and catchy as possible; others, because they arc required by the principal. Tests arc usually given every month, or wrhcn it suits the notion of the teacher in charge, which may be less or more than once a month, generally the latter. The two kinds of tests mentioned may again be divided into two other classes: one termed expectatus, and the other non expectatus, which also dependeth upon the one in ]x sscssion of the class. Some pupils desire to do well in tests that they may make an impression upon the teacher, and others because they wish to receive a double plus at the end of the month. Some authorities place great value ui on tests, rating them over and above one's daily standings, thus usually bringing down the monthly mark. When taking a test, be thou calm and composed and let things take their own course and thou wilt come out right in the end. I)o not seek to gain information from the class which has already had the test, lest thy all-knowing teacher shouldst give thee different questions and put to nought all thy labors. Do thy work carefully and faithfully every day and thou wilt not need to fear the test. As for ye teachers, if ye wish to lx in favor with the pupils, be ye sparing with tests. Paw seventy-one Eleanor Liedl. thoughts we have made part of our characters have brought us to this place. There is in the arrangement of our lives no element of chance. Everything is arranged in logical order. Every effect has its sufficient cause. Deeds are the results of thoughts and it is our deeds which make our environments. We are not playthings of chance; we arc. rather, made masters of circumstances. The outer world of circumstances or environment shapes itself to fit the inner world of thought. We are granted wills in order that we may shape our thoughts. Thus the divinity that shapes our ends is in ourselves. Habits are matters decided by our wills. If we are weak-willed, habits may become our masters, and will, if left ungoverned. become as inexorable as jailers. On the other hand, noble habits liberate us and give us greater powers. If. then, the choice of a habit is to determine whether we shall lead or follow, whether we are to succeed or fail, whether we shall grow better or worse, can we blame our stars for what is merely an act of the will? The weakling will cry that the successful were born under lucky stars,” and that he was cheated by fate. Then, if we cry out, we show plainly our weakness. Is fate to be the specter in our path of progress, or arc we to brush it resolutely aside and go on to success and leadership? The weakling has become a weakling thru his own will. For example, a poor man longs for a better home; he wishes better clothing; and he would like to have better food for himself and his family. Yet this same man grumbles about the wages he receives and complains of the long hours he is compelled to work. He shirks the duties set him by his employer, hoping to cheat his master. The man really deserves no more than he gets and seldom gets more than he deserves. Me envies his richer neighbor the comforts of life and forgets that work is necessary to achievement. He has fostered habits of indolence, deceit, and fault-finding, and has found than hard jailers. 11 is hands have been manacled by his own will. His stars look down uj on him with pity, wondering why he has wasted his talents. Therefore, shall we blame our stars for our thoughts and actions? Have we not all been given the choice which means that we may face the heights of success and of fame or that, with downcast face we may turn to the abyss of degradation and oblivion? How fortunate. O stars, that ye may serve as an excuse for our shortcomings! Xo man who curses his stars and bemoans his hard fate is anything but a coward. A man’s stale in life dcjx'nds upon himself. Edward Essler. 1 1 JlktJic tit Jtttttttcapults SIVE minutes of eight in the morning, and Goldie Fitkowski was seven blocks _____ from the store. “Hurry up, Goldie,” urged her conscience, “a plunk off your pay if you don’t punch the clock before eight. Hurry up.” “Well, ain’t I a-hurrying?” Goldie gasjjed indignantly as she hot-footed it across Nicollet at Seventh. “I can’t hike no fastcr’n I can. can I?” “Only one block more now. Come on Goldie, come on! But the last warning sounded unheeded. Goldie had stopped in her frantic race against time to gaze into a window full of toilet water. “Made in Minneapolis. These are home products. Certified by the---------------.” “Ta—dadada, Ta—dadada. Ta—dadada— “Eight o’clock! You’re late, Goldie, you’re late.” Conscience shouted maliciously. Goldie stamj ed her fool in vexation; only five dollars on next Saturday night instead of six. She wanted to cry. Instead, she chewed her gum hard and started on. Any employee failing to register before eight o’clock, save in case of serious illness, who cannot furnish a reason acceptable to the management shall be fined one dollar. Section 4. Article 1, of the employees’ manual rang in her ears. Only five minutes late and a dollar gone. Lucky she wasn’t any later. Still it wouldn’t have been more anyway. Babe Abrahamson came in at ten yesterday and she only got docked a dollar, too. Quarter after already. It was just grand out. She passed a window where a boy of tender years was modeling in clay. As she passed, he smiled condescendingly and waved his hand ; but Goldie only tossed hci head and murmured, “Fresh.” In a window across the strect.a middle-aged man carving on a newel post attracted her attention and she crossed over. He did not smile at her. He was busy. Quickly but carefully, his curved chisel bit into the wood. A perfect groove followed in its wake. That was his model—a perfect groove. A little awed bv his patience, Goldie moved on. Then, there was a window full of advertising sjx cialties; another of gorgeous gold and silver embroidery; another wherein a mammoth polar bear stretched his huge hide on the rear wall, mute witness to the fur industry of Minneapolis. Goldie viewed them all in silence. Her eyes brightened when she came uj on a window full of head wear, and she smiled mischievously at the three milliners inside. She was almost glad she had been late. A group of incubators and brooders made her heart leap; and she thought of a certain tow-hcaded youth who was always talking farm and a little white house to her. A massive carved table from the best decorators in town made her wish her ship had come in; and when, a little farther on, she saw a ton of dollars being counted in a window by a home product machine, she thought if she only had a brick handy, she might help its progress along considerably. She viewed the paint and powder of the goddess of the stamp vending machine with an experienced eye; and when said goddess shook her head coyly at a grinning errand boy, Goldie turned sway in disgust. She viewed the giant Pat? Bcvonty-four tractors with awe, but when she turned around and found herself facing a knitting machine, her commercial instinct rose within her. Goldie sold underwear herself. “This machine has 1344 needles. It takes 322,000 stitches a minute—10 million a day. The average production of this machine is 100 yards daily.” She strayed on around the corner. Halfway down the block a crowd had gathered in front of a window. Goldie hastened thitherward and pushed her way in toward the center. All around her people were commenting. “Isn’t that the limit!” said one. “Some get-up that! gurgled another. Goldie craned her neck. Darbonne—Latest Parisian Fashions,” said the sign. Goldie read no further. She dug her elbow in a fat man’s ribs. He gave way and she stood in front of the window. At the left stood a manikin in a marvelous creation of ratine and silk, slashed at the front, draped at the back, with a tassclcd sash at the side. Goldie grinned delightedly. Already she was calculating, “3 yards, Ratine—$7.60; 1 yard. Bulgarian—” “Ta—dadada, Ta—dadada—Nine o'clock.” “Gee,” she said. “I got to go. One dollar gone. But it was worth it.” In Commemoration of that important event—the starting of the A-room Clock. What startling secrets couldst thou tell, What history dost thou hide away! For ages hadst thou silent been. Nor ticked, nor struck, nor anything; Disgraced, unheeded, thou wert left Till gloomy winter changed to spring. One bright March morning didst thou wake, ’Twas Spring, most likely, gave thee life, And from thee came a solemn stroke That spoke of pain and inward strife; With solemn mien didst thou strike on, The teacher smiling turned his head. And, like a ripple o’er the sea, A titter over A room Spread. From that day on thou'st done thy best To do thy duty; though, at times. Thou runnest three hours slow or fast, And frightenest pupils with thy chimes. O thou! who dost the tardy chide, And mark’st for us the Might of time, Thou solemn stately A-Room clock. Forgive my weak and halting rhyme. Elaine Cleveland. (Ot c to A-lloom (Clock MOV solemn frowning sentinel, Stern keei er of the time of day, Mary B. Smith. page seventy-five Takrn by Ray Thomas I) VAV in heaven a gorgeous cloud, I float. I sec the world below in splendor bathed; By crystal stream yon mountain side is laved. And peaceful vales enchant, from towns remote. A dull grey cloud is hovering close to me, It sends a tempest raging wild and strong. In gloom it sees a chain gang’s driven throng On weary road past swamp and lonely lea. Thus e’er is life portrayed by pictures twain: One always walks in shadows full of dread, With shuffling feet, and fears to forge ahead; Another sings at every bright new mom. And dreams of joys as yet unborn, To him no spirit sighs that life is vain. Emma Waterman. fchenimt |MID the deepening shades of eventide Are all of Nature’s beauties closed from view? Does darkness thus too eagerly pursue Day’s grandeur and sublimity, and hide The sleeping world in shadows, to abide The coming Mom? Does heaven’s deep blue With soft and fleecy clouds cease to endue The shrouded earth with gifts of Nature’s pride? Alas! The splendor little do we know. The resplendent glory of this silent sphere. Did we but look, what scenes for us would grow. What beauty and magnificence appear? All Nature smiles alike for great and small; Brings rest and peace, brings hope and faith to all. E LIZA BETH WKI LI NGTON. wooaQ®-nffiHn-a®sn@ r� COO Si S 3 S SOtS — genbereb bn immortal minb, tlic stars pulsiue, net collisions nener make, lino back anb forth on time in ether lake, rmoil unknomn, uoib of confusing scars; ge suns, olb systems, limits, Saturn, Jflars, noke no aib of man hut courses take, ugeb ho that minb, so incommensurate, lie us befieb tnith planetary mars. , “l£ast,” tliy perpetuity once gaineb, nnert thy biligent to UHsbom’s train, m limitless thy teachings, nener feigneb! orb of truth, abiust our benious brain; grant us nirtues of thy pom’r binine, t knomlebge to us come, the praise he thine. 3 3jimtor cmor pance May 29, 1912 HE Junior-Senior Dance, an event of which the 1913 class may well be proud, was given at Mrs. Noble’s new hall. The hall was beautifully decorated, thanks to Mr. Cook and Mr. Towne. The class is greatly indebted to the chaperons, Mr. and Mrs. Webster. Mr. and Mrs. Cook. Mr. and Mrs. Towne, Miss McDill, and Miss Donaldson. Delicious frappe was thoroughly enjoyed and an unusual feature was that the supply was very bountiful. The orchestra was especially good and was concealed behind leafy palms. The dancing, with few exceptions, could not come under the ban of a censor. According to somebody's idea, the programs were withheld until the very last moment, so that some few who would have otherwise been left in the lurch could fill them out. During the evening some posters were auctioned off by Irving Roth, who proved to be a worthy and breezy auctioneer. At twelve o’clock the chaperons bade the dancers good night, and the dance was deemed by all a fitting climax to a highly successful social season. Jfoothall flatter HE only school dance to lx? given during the fall was the football dance. y In spite of the fact that Mr. Webster wouldn’t permit any “rag, about one-half of those present grafted it on the calm numbers with varying degrees of success. Nobody could find the frappe. It was heard from secret sources that it was going to lx something great, with a fine flavor, to commemorate Pa e seventy-eltflii i. —mnfrrM,a—— tv nrn a mnna UkiiiafeiamfiauiiiUiiauiiiaiJiiaiiiuiaHiifMiifliakiuiiHumKiiiiiiaMC] :rmiP!”n !,t ■ i ii itiariipiriarjrr the occasion, but all we met with was Glen wood-Inglewood. One of the features was the dancing of Brooks Sheldon. It being a football dance, he thought it up to him to dance in true football style. Brooks seriously injured Helen Dunn, and it was only miraculous that Marian Webster escaped minor injuries, for B. S. was going at full speed when seen with her. Clement Murphy also created quite a sensation by performing what only too inadequately describes it, “The Paralyzed Walk.” At twelve-one all was silent. © Senior parties 3f irst 1913 Class Jlartu HE first Class party was held in the new sewing rooms in the annex. As it was a Hallowe’en party, decorations appropriate to that occasion were used. Grinning Jack o’Lantcrns were placed on the stair landings and around the rooms, and the graceful foliage of dried cornstalks was in evidence. The chief amusement of the evening was fortune telling. One of the rooms was closely guarded by Roy Jernall, and we were allowed to enter it only one at a time. Many attribute their first gray hairs to the awful fright received in there. A skeleton, ghastly in the semi-darkness, was the cause of terror. Few recognized Miss Jeter in her witch's costume, though the voice in which she revealed to us our fate was strangely familiar. After our nerves had been steadied with copious draughts of cider—cider such as we had never tasted More, peculiarly pungent, with wonderful reanimating powers,—Marian Webster dragged the skeleton out of the closet, and while someone played “The Skeleton Rag,” she showed us the latest thing in dances. 1913 Class JJartn N March 29, we again assembled in our “school parlors” for our semi-annual “how-de. A gay time was predicted, and judging from the small attend- ___ ance at church the next morning, all predictions were well founded. Mr. and Mrs. Cook and Miss Hayes had a thoroughly miserable time, as chaperons, trying to keep the multitude from tripping the light fantastic. The Virginia Reel was the only rag” allowed. “Do you ask who that handsome young man with glasses is? “Yes; he is clever with the tray. “Ah! Such ] oisc! Such balance! “Sh! don’t s; eak so loud; he might hear us. After having nibbled daintily on a sweet pickle and a sandwich, accompanied by some cake, and varied by a cup of cocoa and water, mostly water, we were greatly strengthened and shortly after, each boy and girl wended their way homeward. Editor’s note:—Be keerful, Rov. Be keerful. Thou needst but smile and the multitude is stunned. X Page Hevemy-nlm junior parties 1913J (Class JJartij 0|X Friday evening, February twenty-eighth, the 1913$ class gave thrir first I party in the annex with Mr. and Mrs. Cook and Miss Haves, as chaj crons. l l The classical selections played hv Morrow on his violin were well appreciated and proved to be the real attraction of the evening. At one time during the evening, Mr. Cook was very much disturbed upon seeing a young man upon his wife's lap, but on discovering that it was the result of an accident, he was greatly relieved. The Social Committee had prepared a suitable lunch and this served to break the monotony of the evening. It was proved that the old days of chivalry had not entirely vanished, for when Miss Hayes informed Arthur Cullen, who lives near Anoka, that he was delegated to escort no less than three fair maidens to Merriam Park, Arthur gallantly placed his hand upon his only two-bit piece and manfully replied, “I should worry.” uni or Poem 1 l:i (Class Party YS that Mark Brown, says he to me, “That party was some peach, b’gcc! Twas in the annex where we met. And stiff as jxjkcrs there we set. ’Til some one think of thet ther game, “The Farmer in the Dell,” z’its name. 'Twas then we dropj cd the handkerchief. The way we run was kind o’rough, And next we played thet.other one. Winkum,” a jolly sport. I vum. Afterwards we spun the platter, Which sartin made a mighty clatter. As wc was makin’ a grand hubbub. Some girls and guys do]x d out the grub. And b’gosh, it was some feed. All thet a feller would ever need: Ice cream, a set tin' on some pie. Fudge and cookies, like them vuh buy. When we’d et and the dishes was done. We tho't we sure hed hed some fun; So after thet we all went hum. Says I, I’m glad I went, bc’gum.” si larinji-atniihiniinfamiiiMgraiagiJfinifiiijiiffiiBMiwiiBiiiHiiiwiiBiwiiwmiiiinfHHnBBMHMWiimgHiiMnwnmnBing (Apologies to Kipling) I. HAT are the ’arps a-’arping for? the freshest Freshman cried. “A Senior dance, a Senior dance,” the janitor replied. “Why do you look so grim, so grim? the freshest Freshman cried. “I’m thinkin’ of the row ’twill raise, the janitor replied. “For there’s Them that’s up agin us. that don’t like the scheme at all, They don’t approve of raggin,’ nor this use' of our school ’all, They think it’s sin to give this ’ere. a Junior-Senior ball, Hut we’re goin’ to have our Midyear dance tonight. II. “What is that thing they’re doin' now?” the freshest Freshman cried. “It’s the Tango, it’s the Tango, the janitor replied. What makes their arms go danglin’ so, the freshest Freshman cried. “It’s the fashion, it’s the fashion, the janitor replied. For the Gaby an’ the Grizzly an’ the Grapevine an' the Glide. The Texas Tommy, Boston Dip, an’ hundreds more beside, Arc all the style, although there’s Them as takes the other side, Hut we’re ’avin of our Midyear dance tonight.” III. “What makes ’em laugh so loud an’ long? the freshest Freshman cried. “It’s the jolly jokes they’re crackin,’ ’’ the janitor replied. “What makes ’em all so gay, so gay? the freshest Freshman cried. “It’s the fine time they’re a-’avin,’ ” the janitor replied. “They’re a-gigglin’ an’ a-gurglin’ an’ a-gush in’ great an’ small, A-raggin’ an’ a-rollickin’ an’ rompin, round the ’all, A-swingin’ an’ a-swayin’ an’ a-slidin,’ one an’ all, For we’re ’avin’ of our Midyear dance tonight. IV. “Why does the party all break up?” the freshest Freshman sighed, “It’s eleven, it’s eleven, the janitor replied. Why are they still so lively, then? the freshest Freshman cried. “They’ve just begun, they can’t get tired,” the janitor replied. They’re still smilin’ an’ still smirkin’ an’ still simperin’ fit to beat, Arrangin’ for the time an’ place where they are next to meet, Since they ’avc to squelch the longin’ that’s still tinglin’ in their feet, For the Midyear dance is over for tonight. Eleanor Sbwall. Page elghty-one sti m . i ,: j iju ji i j u m . fij wmiiniiiHmi rjaiau9!JamBUJ[rinwamma � mmmnBJBtBitJ7i’m (Lhc ■S'tuiH'itt Council OFFICERS Louis T. Cook -Emmet Salisbury -Irving Roth - - President Vice President - Secretary HEN President Wilson proposed to read his message to Congress in person. w the Senate couldn’t understand why it was necessary. They debated the vasal question for over an hour and the discussion was about as follows “The custom has l ecn for over a hundred years to have the messages read by the speaker of the house. Why change?” When it was suggested in East High School that we have a Student Council, it was such a new idea that it inevitably provoked a very general discussion and the trend of the argument was much like that of the Senate. “For years East High School has got along well without a Council. Is it now wise to try a new plan? What is the need of a Council?” The answer that President Wilson gave to the question is much the same that might Ik given in our case. He said. “The natural method of communication is bv word of mouth, and the natural thing to do is for me to sjK-ak directly to those interested.” The natural thing to do is for the teachers and students to meet in council and sjx ak directly of any matters of common interest. The auditorium is one place where such common meetings can lx held. Here Mr. Webster, shaking for the teachers, talks to the whole school. Here representative pupils talk on subjects of common interest—football, debate, track, music. Such a getting together is a great help in binding all into a unit, and making each one work for the best interests of the school. This feeling that each one is responsible for the reputation of the whole school is true school spirit. Such a feeling makes us proud of our school because we have heljx d make it. The Council is another place where a common meeting is held between teachers and pupils. Only one side can lx heard at one time in the Auditorium: but the Council, being small, representing as it does all sides, can freely discuss all subjects of common interest. Here each class and every organization can have a spokesman, and they can deliver their messages in person. It is impossible to prophesy what the Council will do in the future. It hopes, like the boy, to grow and develop into a strong influence; but it expects to take time Ixfore it attains to the years of discretion. Good thought and fair discussion should precede any action. When the pupils lx tter understand the teachers, and when the teachers better understand the pupils, fewer, not more, rules will result. Lons G. Cook. Page eighty-three wvax axvaaa (The Alpha (Omega Debating aith U'iterant Society OFFICERS Edward S. Bade - President Irving Roth - - Vice President Ernest Dahlquist - - Secretary Paul Jaroscak ... Treasurer Joseph B. Sugarman - Sergeant-at-Anns NCE the time of its organization, nine years ago, the prospects of the society have never been more promising. Beginning the season with a membership of about forty members, it has grown until, at present, it has a roll of seventy-three. Although last year’s large membership was due in great part to the “House of Representative’s’’ programs, this year’s membership voted to discontinue the plan. The programs, accordingly, reverted to the original type of varied numbers; readings, faculty talks, reports, debates, and discussions on subjects of general interest. The aim of the society has always been to engender literary taste and forensic ability. A surprising amount of talent and ability has been brought to the front. The growing ]xnvcr of the organization has been most strikingly apparent in its various activities. Its first concern has always been to represent East High School in the interscholastic debates. This year. East had ten aspirants for debating honors and two teams were maintained. The first team took the field in three debates, winning one; and the second in one, losing to South. The result is not so discouraging as it appears because of the almost impossibility of winning an affirmative vote on the question of Government Ownership of Railroads. Another of the enterprises of the society was the promotion of a local oratorical contest. It was dual in nature; dramatic or recitative for girls and declamatory or oratorical for boys. A prize of three dollars was offered to the winner in each class. The society also fostered a plan for an interscholastic contest similar to the local contest. The plan failed of success this year because of the lateness of the season. It will undoubtedly become a i ermanent institution, commencing next year. The activities of the society did not stop here; it aided in furthering the school yell and song contest, paid for Mr. Puffer’s auditorium talk, and supervised the inter-class debates. However, many things vet remain to be accomplished; the English library should contain a shelf of books on topics of current interest, on public speaking, and on the great world movements. There should lx at least four good magazines on the reading tables. The society will meet these problems of the future by effecting a closer organization; and it looks to the student Ixxly for its co-operation. It is sufficient’to say that the members of today will always retain pleasant memories of the season of 1912-13 and Room M. Psige eighty-five laniaiiilllllllillMlIMlWlMiMBBIIIMiiMMMMBWiMiMiBWBMWHniBllllllinmilWIlIBHIHIIMIIIIIBIIIIIIII 1111111111 lll l|i||lmill III! tast llmtlt S'cltool (Lcdinical Society HE Technical Society is an organization of the jxoplc at East High who arc of a scientific or technical turn of mind. The Society takes u| on itself §§§§ the management of things scientific and should be looked up to. by us laymen, as the authority, about school, upon technical jjoints. Two members of the faculty, Mr. Townc and Mr. Cook, are enthusiastic mcmix'rs of the organization. They are looked to for the first and final words of comment uj)on inventions, and other current happenings in the world of science. For its president, the society has Paul Rhame, who is capable and worthy of holding this honorable position. Their treasurer, Robert Borst. is to be congratulated for his material accomplishments in mechanical matters. He is directly responsible for that memorable act. the starting of the A room clock. All of the members are real workers, deeply interested in mechanical, electrical, and kindred subjects. The Society is now enjoying the third year of its highly successful career. Last year it took charge of East’s exhibit at the Electrical Exj osition in this city. Its members took the individual prizes and the Grand Prize for the school, incidentally winning recognition for East by their energetic efforts. Year before last, the Technical Society initiated a new kind of entertainment, a “scientific show.” so to speak. Spurred on by the success of this affair, it had arranged for a very spectacular performance to be given about the first part of May of this year. This plan had to lx? dropjxid because it required too elaborate a setting. Nevertheless we commend the technical society for their laudable ambition. Undaunted bv this disappointment, at the present time, the members are discussing and laying plans for another entertainment similar to the one given two years ago. Very interesting experiments are promised, and we hope that the plan may come to a successful issue. Any student, who has even the slightest interest along mechanical and scientific lines, should be a member of this organization. The discussions are live and interesting and ujjon the latest inventions and discoveries. The demonstrations given at times by Mr. Cook and Mr. Townc arc most valuable, as well as highly entertaining and instructive. Membership [in this organization means broader and more intimate knowledge and a greater appreciation of inventions and scientific discoveries. It further means a more intimate acquaintance with one’s classmates, which is hard to obtain in our large school. If you are awake to the scientific and mechanical progress of the world, you should be a member of the Technical Socictv. Page eighty-seven —MBtMwiirronn (LllC IBcms’ CIull � SUfer Deggendorf Jcrmtrora Jaroscak Guernsey Griffen Blessley Thomason Hauser Way Guyer Model Scrivcr Bade Stncgle Dahlquist Madsen Superman Kiii'li n Robertson Roth Smith Lilinirin Sandah! Pinncgan Rees Lcnhart iFrii(ii!wniiirL:r!'!ir!:Hf.!jrT5nn',!.isijniiui'iitiiaaii3ri:ii!i (Lite fBcys’ (Club schools, meet each week at the Y. M. C. A. building downtown, and partake of an inexpensive bean supper and a social and intellectual feast as well. Because of the chief article of diet, this club is sometimes known as “The Bean Club.” One advantage in being a member of this club, to which only Junior and Senior boys are eligible, lies in the opportunity for making the acquaintance of representative boys from the other schools and in the promotion thereby of a spirit of good-fellowship. This has also an important bearing on other interscholastic relations. At each meeting an address by some man prominent in the affairs of the community is given on various topics of interest in character building and civic welfare. The benefit of such advice from men in different walks of life, giving various viewpoints, cannot be overestimated. Some of the shakers this year have been Douglas Fiske, President of the Civic and Commerce Association, Dr. Gillies of the Hennepin Avenue M. E. Church, Judge Waite of the Juvenile Court. A. D. Albert of the. Minneai olis Tribune, President Vincent of the University. Rabbi Deinard, who si oke on Amusements, Dean Vance of the University Law School, on The Law as a Profession” and Mr. Webster, on “Choosing a Life Work.” In after meetings of each club, these addresses are discussed with the object of seeing how the most important principles brought out can be applied in the life of the individual, or of the school. But the most imi)ortant feature of the club is the aim of each member to stand not only for what is l cst in his own individual life, but also for what is for the best interest of the school. Its hoj e is to spread a quiet influence for good which will permeate the whole school. Last year the club worked up a plan for a Student Council which has in part been adopted by the school. Their special endeavor this year has resulted in a stronger support of school athletics in organizing a rooters’ club with suitable songs and cheers. It has also undertaken to interest the Freshmen in the school, and encourage them to take an actual part in school activities. It is hoped by doing this that a greater enthusiasm for athletics and debate will 1)c aroused, and a true co-operative school spirit obtained. One method of accomplishing this is in the inauguration of student talks by seniors. The officers of the club are Irving Roth, President, who also was President of the Federated High School Clubs; Milden Way, Vice President; Eugene Scriver, Secretary; and Roy Lcnhart, Treasurer. The club has the highest of ideals constantly Ix'fore it, and ought to grow both in numbers and in influence in the school. If you arc interested in its aim and work, join. A. C. Super, Faculty Advisor. © IE Boys’ Club is the least known, but is not the least important organization in the school. It consists of about twenty-five members in regular attendance, who, in conjunction with similar clubs from the other high Page eighty-nine iqni i3C!Biriirinipiiuiritnii'iEiiiflinimi!i� r«Ei3i9 iiininn!r i:n uiTFmriniu i ifiiunEHiQUinEnnmnfnrar nii1 (Lite lira mat ir Society 3ln ittemoriam QERHAPS the most thrilling sensation of the year was the organization, and the dissolution of the “East High Dramatic Club.” Authentic records show that the first meeting was held September 2oth, 1913. Miss Jeter allowing her sanctuary to lx devoted to the interests of dramatic talent. There were quite a number assembled when the president entered and attempted to call the meeting to order. “The purpose of this society,” the president announced, “is to give the shining lights in this school a chance to display their brilliant dramatic talent, and to illumine their way into the theatrical world. This formation of a club might have been easily accomplished had it not been for the task of writing first, a constitution; but alas, the constitution which was written was a vague and awful piece of composition. It could not pass Mr. Webster's approval. The second meeting was so scantily attended that it was necessary for the members present to go out and scout around for enough additional attendance to make up a quorum. The new writing of the constitution was discussed. After many arguments and a few decisions as to what it should and should not contain, an outline of the plan was presented to the business manager who was to make a study of various musty and dusty documents to discover the correct parliamentary methods of framing a constitution. She was then to make out a model for all generations to follow. It wall seem of little wonder, therefore, that upon arriving at her home, she fell ill and was unable to attend school for two weeks afterwards. Then, during these long, dreary two weeks a strange and fearful thing occurred. A notice cruel and heartless, terrible in aspect, was sent to each room in the school, announcing that no societies should lx formed within the school other than those already existing and approved by the Board of Education. This was the death blow to the East High Dramatic Society; for we regret to say that it had fallen ill with its manager, and that it already had one foot in the grave. The loss of this society has undoubtedly been a great blow to the entire school, though they may not be aware that they should all lx in mourning. What does it mean? It means that the world will lx denied some of the most brilliant theatrical stars of the future because they were not given opportunity in their youth to develop that remarkable genius which still lies latent, hidden from mortal recognition. “Full many a gem, of purest ray serene, The dark unfathom’d caves of ocean bear; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen. And waste its sweetness on the desert air.” Pag© ninety niM� i«ifffT� TTi!amiWiiffwnmm,l,ti,,,rj, Ijmi,1I;l“lalJIIIi:iiiW1,ian............................... IHIHCWWHSMBnHIBNHI ORCHESTRA i iHHiiaHiunmMiniiiBMiMiiiiifioiiiitniginKiBiiiaiiiraifVBiiH Nifiinainiviiii Kenneth Morrow Aurore Caron Hazel Scheckler Iris Jaynes Rose Pecor Howard Hall FIRST CORNET Peter Swanish Ray Barnes FLUTES Douglas Anderson Milden Way (Ordfcstra Personnel FIRST VIOLINS Alfred Scheldrup as « SECOND VIOLINS m m CELLO Robert Sardeson a m BASS Dana Utton a a a a TROMBONE Gardner Reynolds $ a a :« Karl Andrist Elmer Anderson Clinton Loehlin Allon Erickson Harold Law-Harvard Tracy SECOND CORNET Bernard Madsen Everard Bullis CLARINET Alano Pierce DRUMS Elno Loomis Ernest Johnson % PIANO Herbert Ehvell I’nue ninety-three Boys’ (i)lcc Cluh Cri tofcrson Bodge Alton Elwcll Grant Mills Fe. gusnn Mirhrlson Townsrnd Bruce Pish Callccn Utton Foote Scriver Du Lac r was feared this spring on account of the melancholy wails and bursts of discord that arose from the auditorium during fourth periods, that the Glee Club would lx as it has been in times past, a more or less average success. We were agreeably surprised, however, on Friday, April 4th. The club made a remarkable showing on that day and disillusioned the skeptical prophets of evil results. Not even the worst cynic could find excuse for passing a derogatory remark during the performance. The quality of the voices in general is of a high order. The harmony obtained in the various songs presented at their first appearance, was practically jjcrfect. The program was “extra fine,” consisting of songs by the whole club with piano accompaniment. The singers were encored vociferously and instead of a second reappearance we had the pleasure of hearing a quartette of the members. They sang a song without accompaniment, which proved to l c a feature of the program. Mr. Holbrook may well lx? proud of his band. It has cost him much time and real labor to get them in shape. Drilling the young singers to accomplish difficult passages smoothly is no small task, judging from the frantic waving of arms that was evident so often in rehearsal. It is to Ik hoped that the glee clubs in the future may be as good as our present one. ntgiaMiiia a«� r� � TroBinniimmnmnMtiMiHiWMinBniriiifirirTiririiir[intfTrfnTrmrtrfrir‘irfrtr ■. rrr (LctptcUltS WYMAN—Football LAMOREAUX—Hockey PELTON—Coach MAHONEY—Baseball MARTIN—Track jfoothall CK HE season of 1912 opened with East highly confident of success. The ground for this confidence was so evident that the otiier high schools con-SS8B ceded the “Red and White to be the most dangerous contenders for the city championship. The first damper on our hopes came early in the practice season when Captain Wyatt and Quarterback Rees were barred. Despite this setback. East’s team was probably still the equal of any in the field. Danahcr and McCord were develop'd for Rees’ jjosition and Wyman was elected captain. When Pelton lx gan his work, he found a spirited and willing squad of athletes trying for places. The number was sufficient for scrimmage practice; but before the team had reached the final stages of its development, the number had dwindled down to such proportions as to render this exceedingly necessary discipline impossible. Among the few who daily appeared on the field could be seen Oswald Wyatt; who, although physically unfit to play in intcrscholastic contests, was yet able to carry the burden of tackling a whole first team in practice. Would that more students were animated by such a sense of school loyalty! After a few weeks of practice, the team met the Alumni, an East High all-star aggregation, and defeated them fi 0. A week later it gave another demonstration of its ability by defeating Saint Paul Central 0-0. The first league game was played with South; a game that was a surprise and disappointment to all the students of the school. Our team was out-weighed and generally out-played; yet East gave her adherents many an exhibition of excellent play. The game with Central was merely a concentrated dose of the same medicine South had given us. When we met North, it seemed that at last we would score a victory. Splendid passes and plays were executed by Taylor and Wyman; the team. also, for the first time in its regular games, pulled together. In the last game. East seemed thoroughly disheartened and it is needless to say that the brilliant work of Riley and Hermann proved of no avail. The season closed with our score card blank. A banquet was given at the end of the season and Hamilton was elected Captain for the following year. Two of our players, Hermann and Duvall were P� KP nlnciy-seven FOOTBALL IV] ton Jacobson Wyatt Wyman Weeded Salisbury Riley Taylor Hamilton Duvall Huey Ricdc'l Mahoney Hermann Dana her Smith Kaplan mmrJumrijaaijnsnu jBijiuirjrjinriiiitiirjiHOTiiimMiiBniiiHMiuiiimiinnninimmimifrenimifiinrnifaniHOTnni also especially honored, having been chosen city all-star men. Coach Pelton deserves double credit for battling against such odds as the delinquency of the second team presented. It certainly is a shame that our school with the advantage of having one of the best coaches in the Twin Cities and a husky bunch of athletes couldn’t turn out and make a championship team. Let us hojxj that next year East will back up Captain Hamilton to the last line, and that our players will remember that “the virtue lies in the struggle, not the prize.” (Li'iinis Ri'-hnrrisun Lamoreaux Way CK ENNIS in East last year was not quite satisfactory. We did not stand high in the interscholastic tournament. Our men did not seem capable of putting up a good fight at the crucial moments. The spring tournament opened with a boom. After the long elimination contest. Carlson. Lamoreaux, and Richardson were found to have won first, second, and third places respectively; and accordingly represented East in the interschokistic contests. The school tournament in the fall aroused an unusual interest, which promises well for the future. The most exciting feature of this tournament was the final between Lamoreaux and Way. After the hardest sort of a fight, Lamoreaux won by a small margin. The prospects for this spring are exceedingly bright. With Lamoreaux and Richardson back, and an enthusiastic bunch waiting to get a whack at our last year’s stars, there ought to t e “something doing.” Baseball Hi 12 HE season of 1912 was very successful. The team did not win the champion-ship; but it did succeed in defeating every school at least once. The initial game of the season was played against West, and resulted in a victory for East. In the second game, East managed to down Central without any difficulty. Always, the masterly pitching of Duvall was distinctly a feature. By a close score, the team defeated North in a game that was hotly contested and very exciting. To South, we lost in the closest game of the season. In the second schedule, we won from South, but lost to West and Central. Owing to the disbanding of North’s team, we obtained our last game by default. To date, our 1913 team has been defeated three times; by South. Central, and North. Our opponents seem to take very kindly to Sandy’s pitching. The absence of Duvall has left a big gap in our line up. But why should it be that when East loses a star player, the team goes to pieces? Is there no remedy? Can’t we do something to prevent it? c (Track HT the time of going to press the track team is strenuously training for the 1913 season; and, from the abundance of material out this year, the prospects EE for a successful team are exceedingly bright. The loss of John Martin will be keenly felt; for it was our “Johnny” who won four firsts for us at the Interscholastic last year and pushed us to second place. The inter-class contests held at Northrup field this spring brought out an unusual amount of promising material. Every event was run off in good order; and. in most cases good records were made. It was not until the last few events that the contest was decided, so great was the competition. The Juniors won by a small margin over the Seniors, and the other two classes finished up in their respective order. The men who looked like point winners were Wyman in the high jump; Striegle and Knowlton in the hurdles; McCord in the quarter; Griffin and Rees in the distances, and Taylor in the pole vault and dashes. The season starts at Shattuck on May 3rd. With our men in good condition, we should l e heard from. Page one humlretl one Hamilton Pitblado Rees Swanish La hr Riley Foote Beck Anderson baseball (Leant (track (Team Knowltcn Wyman Jacobson McCord Taylor Recs Hodel Pair® one hundred two J1.1C 31 nil! 1C11U’ 11! I Mi I il IBIH'l-t IIII! I! If Hi l | I! l'i| |t:| M'lM'll.imi lllll'!:.!� ttS lit IS IllRtflllElRn i’ll til ni-I IIIII1II] IT11 Ilh I HI lUSIlHiHll wmmmnaummm mmammsmmam ST climbed one notch higher this season than last year and finished her schedule by attaining second place. The call for hockey candidates came early and brought out several of ast year’s men, as well as a good showing of new material. The old handicap of no rink for practice was still present, and again proved a serious difficulty. Of ten games played this season, the Cardinal warriors succeeded in winning five. The State Fair Hippodrome was secured for the games and proved a drawing card for good attendance and was certainly a valuable aid to a successful hockey season. The clever work of Captain Lamoreaux was one of the features of the year. Way and Reeves also proved their worth and have developed into expert players. St. Paul Central Johnson High North High ¥iockcij $(lic2iule East High vs. Mechanic Arts West High Central High North High West High Central High Page one hundred three Athletic IBocU-h of Control President - - Arnold Wyman Vice President - - Mark Hamilton Secretary ... Irving Roth Treasurer - - Mr. E. D. Pennell Faculty Member - Mr. D. H. Holbrook Senior Representatives -J ,)or 1 li(v Edwin Rees Junior Representative - Harold Huey w ae itianagers Emmett Salisbury ■ Football Arthur Sullivan - - Baseball Robbin McCord - Track Milden Way - Hockey Harold Richardson - E i«fn Tennis Football Baseball Tennis Adam Smith Mark Hamilton Lowell Lamorcaux Sarsfield Danahcr Sarsfield Danaher Harold Richardson Edward Mahoney Leland Madland Anders Carlson Howard Jacobson Charles Davis Allison Taylor E. Cloutier Hockey Clarence Hermann Ixx) Riley Arnold Wyman William Riedell William Duvall Oswald Wyatt William Duvall Edward Mahoney (Capt) Edwin Rees Harold Huey Arthur Sullivan Harold Ganzer Mark Hamilton Peter Swanish Lowell Lamoreaux(Capt.) Leo Riley John Davies Milden Way Austin Wccdell Sidney Anderson Harold Reeves Sccman Kaplan Track Douglas Anderson Emmett Salisbury Mark Hamilton Leon Walker Oswald Wyatt (ex-Capt.) Allison Taylor Arnold Wyman (Capt.) John Martin Paso one hundred four hfhiii expect us to win anything in 1913? But, wait ’til next year!” and a decided flush brightened his dejected countenance. Again he said, ”0h, wait ’til next year, then—” How often have wc heard this! After many bitter defeats, we have used this little phrase of optimism, hoping to forget the humiliating spectacle wc had witnessed. What has been the result? What the reward of living in the future? Nothing! Absolutely nothing—but shameful defeat. Let us talk plainly. The time for avoiding delicate issues is past. The season of 1913, has in the important sjx rts been a failure. Is it the coaches? Surely no one would place the blame upon the coaches. They have labored untiringly for our success. Xor can wc lay the results to the fact that standings have kept our best men from participating in sports. What is it then? Let us be frank. Did wc keep in training? Some of us, yes; but unfortunately some who could be splendid athletes, and upon whose shoulders the main burden of defending East falls, decidedly no. All know the training rules. All know that going over on Central at recesses during football season and rolling “pills, is one of the most unforgivable offenses. How weak is any fellow, how selfish, how shortsighted, to throw away training promises, his honor, for a mere taste! By doing so, he is not only injuring himself, but he is doing East an irreparable injury. The younger classmen know and idolize the heroes of the gridiron. Every action is copied, and when these boys sec their idols throw honor to the winds, they will not be able to understand the precious value of honor and loyalty. Such actions are the cause of the failure of Coach Pclton, even though one is willing to fight to death for him in the contest. No man can do himself justice with wheezy cigarette lungs. There must be conquest of self before wc can hojxi to conquer others in the field of sports. And was there pro| cr practice material for the team ? No. How can we expect to have a good team when there are fine fellows on the side lines, but nobody willing to get into the practice? Not until this selfish disloyalty of the students is overcome, will East win. Undoubtedly this was the greatest cause for failure this year; and those of us who had the time, might well call ourselves contemptible cads for allowing the team to languish for want of practice. These are our troubles. Let us take new life. In 1914 let all of us who have the time get out and help Captain Hamilton and Coach Pelton give the team plenty of practice. Then train, train, train, and remember, that the game is won on the practice field, not in the contest before the applauding bleachers. I’ajto one hundred live (Srabuation txcrciscs least liilll? 'clionI Minneapolis cSd eSa CLASS OF 1913 C Cgp Programme 1. Piano Solo—Polonaise..................................McDowell MARIAN WEBSTER 2. Essay—Out-of-Doors ........................................... ELIZABETH WELLINGTON 3. Violin Solo—Humoreske...................................Dvorak AU.KORE CARON 4. Essay—Our Prisons............................................. EDWARD BADE 5. Comet Solo—Selected........................................... PETER SWANISH G. Essay and Valedictory'—Indian Music........................... MARY B. SMITH 7. Piano Solo—Grand Polka dc Concert.....................Bajilett ESTHER COOPERMAX 8. Presentation of Prizes—Prize for Drawing Prize for General Excellence Journal Medal for Scholarship WILLIAM W. HUDSON, ’09 9. Presentation of Diplomas— . . . . ............................ 10. Class Song—.................................................. Pane one hundred six John P. 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