East Technical High School - June Bug Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 196 of the 1918 volume:

THE JUNE BUG PUBLISHED BY THE SENIOR CLASS OF THE EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL NINETEEN HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN THE EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL PRINTSHOP CLEVELAND, OHIO PRINTED BY STUDENTS EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL PRINTSHOP CLEVELAND To Dean Lawrence, in appreciation of his unusual influence as a teacher and his hearty support of all our Senior activities, t he class of nineteen eighteen respectfully dedicates this volume of the East Technical High School Annual. THE JUNE BUG 9 EDITORIAL Although the war has been the cause of many changes about the school and has led us into making small sacrifices, there is one thing that the class of 1918 finds it impossible to omit, and that is, its edition of the June Bug, the book which yearly increases in importance and constitutes a memoir to the student of his fullest high school year. The habit of the classes before us has been to dwell on their individual successes. However, we will all agree without argument that the achievements of our predecessors have dwindled to nonentity when compared with the accomplishments and successes of the class of 1918. Our patriotism has been convincingly manifested in the purchase of Liberty Bonds and Thrift Stamps; and the Class of ’18 is already well represented in the active service of the country. Notwithstanding this latter fact, ’18 claims the honor of being the largest class in the history of East Tech. Nine rahs!!! It is correctly considered quite an honor to graduate from a high school which holds twenty-five per cent of the high school students of the city. We belong to a school that is very progressive in adding new courses to the curriculum, the latest being one in Journalism, and another a teachers’ training course. Then, too, nobody would deny that we have the lion’s share of championships. As you will notice, the Annual Board has this year submitted for your approval a new kind of June Bug, a picture Annual. Much of the reading matter has been replaced by pictures. A great deal of time and expense has been devoted to making this volume interesting to all who possess it, a book we hope, sufficiently interesting and well gotten up for you to exhibit to your friends. Although we may have fallen short of our aim, the editors hope the critics will find some things worthy of commendation. We also hope graduates will find this a faithful chronicle of their senior school year. —The Editors FACULTY EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL THE JUNE BUG 11 Charles H. Lake, Principal 1814 East 81st Street .... Garfield 4568-J Adell, J. C. 1628 East 73rd Street . . . Rosedale 1342-W Arbuthnot, Anna 2263 Demington Avenue . . . Fairfield 490-W Barany, Edmund 4407 Prospect Avenue .... . . . Bartlett, G.C. 801 East 157th Street . . . Woodbridge 379-L Baumiller, G. N. 1341 East 114th Street . . . Garfield 5236-M Beaton, Margaret 1336 West 59th Street . . . Edgewater 1468-J Bishop, Lana 10912 Fairchilds Avenue .... Garfield 7836-W Blake, Theodora M. 11501 Mayfield Road ..... Garfield 1337 Blanchar, Osca H. 3126 Mapledale Avenue . . . Harvard 1522- W Bosch, Alfred F. 1611 East 73rd Street .... Rosedale 2840-W Bramley, Grace M. 2091 East 106th Place .... Princeton 2138-W Brechner, Claude H. 14209 North field Avenue . . . Eddy 3623-R 12 THE JUNE BUG Butterfield, E. E. 861 Ansel Road Campbell, Isla M. 1978 East 116th Street Carscallan, George E. 11108 Quincy Avenue Carter, Pauline 2167 East 87th Street Chandler, Mabelle L. 2210 East 40th Street Chapman, Mabel 1461 East 112th Street Clarke, Harley L. 14007 Woodworth Road . Clendon, Ellen 3704 Prospect A venue Coburn, Bertha M. 10912 Fairchilds Avenue Collings, Martha L. 1761 West 32nd Street Collings, Ruth J. 1761 West 32nd Street Collins, Margaret B. 11505 Mayfield Road Collins, Rex A. 2304 Bellfield Avenue Converse, Mary 1702 East 84th Street . DeRyke, Florence 1952 East 81st Street Donaldson, Percy B. 1487 East 116th Street Duff, Joseph B. 8913 Columbia Avenue . Dunn, James 500 East 109th Street Durstine, W. E. 107 Burton Avenue Elmer, Clara 10719 Gran twood A ven ue Garfield 6727-W • • • Garfield 9359-W Rosedale 938-R Garfield 8797-J Eddy 671-M Rosedale 556 Garfield 7836- W Harvard 1834-M Harvard 1834-M Garfield 2703-R Garfield 2491-M Garfield 3321-J Garfield 2769-W Garfield 9590-J . Eddy 3816-J Eddy 3209-M . Eddy 3306- W Eddy 1845-M THE JUNE BUG 13 Engle, Bessie C. 1640 East 84th Street Ewalt, Clara 3608 Euclid A venue Freeman, Maurice T. 11902 Ph illips A ven ue Frost, Gordon B. 1853 Vassar Street Gager, Gertrude 11421 Mayfield Road Gibson, Ralph 1457 East 86th Street Grant, Edna 10810 Fairchilds A venue Greer, Carlotta C. 2515 Norfolk Road . Hawkins, V. D. 109 Burton Avenue Hayes, Seth 11815 Chesterfield A venue Heinmiller, E. G. 2622 East 127th Street Hilgen, Edward A. 4815 Bridge Avenue . Hill, R. W. 1029 Park wood Hoornstra, J. J. 9519 Leo Avenue Horkan, Michael J. 942 East 144th Street Hyde, Marietta 11501 Mayfield Road Jackson, Ola N. 1970 East 116th Street Jones, Griffith 1440 Belle Avenue Lakewood Jones, Winifred N. 2649 Exeter Road t Kane, Blanche Gordon 1760 East 89th Street . Garfield 3051 -M Rosedale 4190-R Eddy 4706-R . Eddy 3023-M Garfield2828-M Garfield 8552- W Garfield 6644- W Fairmount 1562-J . Eddy 3306-R . Eddy 4726-J Garfield 1375M Edgewater 2408- W Eddy 5059 R . Garfield 1337 Garfield 2932-W Mario 3939-] Fairfield 1588-J . Garfield 2750-W 14 THE JUNE BUG Kennedy, A. D. 10720 Fairchilds A venue Kern, G. I. 2978 Somerton Road . Kinder, Wm. B. 2203 East 93rd Street Lawrence, Dean 1613 East 75th Street Lemmerman, Ed. D. 6901 Clinton Avenue Link, C. J. 7633 Lexington Avenue Littlefield, J. D. 1890 East 97th Street Maines, L. O. 1562 East 93rd Street Maloney, Louise B. 2070 East 77th Street . Matthews, John G. 320 Beech Street Berea, Ohio McGowan, Laura T. 3215 Hyde Park McGuinness, J. P. 2043 East 88th Street McKibben, Ruth E. 1834 East 101 st Street McKitrick, May 1943 East 82nd Street Meek, D. C. 2082 East 100th Street Morgan, Marianne 2066 East 77th Street Neighbour, Estelle H. 8705 Birch dale Avenue Nylen, John E. 8603 Detroit Avenue Olivit, Howard G. 1212 East 74th Street Parmenter, Ethel M. 1702 East 84th Street Garfield 8075-M Fairfield 1151-M Garfield 2498-M Edgewater 1663-R Rosedale 4237-W Garfield 445-J Garfield 5785-M Rosedale 2410-J . Berea 117-K Fairfield 721-M . Garfield 9377 Garfield 90- W . Garfield 315-R Garfield 138-W Rosedale 2023-W . Garfield 9241-W Rosedale 3354- W . Garfield 3321-J THE JUNE BUG 15 Penfield, Edith 1482 East 84th Street Poiesz, Clemens J. 14402 Potomac Avenue Pollock, Lewette B. 1883 East 69th Street Reenders. B. J. 14008 Kinsman Road Roethlisberger, A. R. 6103 Dibble Avenue Ruecker, Emilie 1914 North Boulevard Ross, F. H. 5720 Whittier Aveune . Ruggles, Mary 2121 Adeldert Road Sapp. Netta S. 10608 Wilbur Avenue Schalk, M. D. 10614 Greenlawn Avenue Schaefer, D. J. 1957 East 101st Street Sechrist, Edith R. 1798 East 87th Street Seymour, Niles E. 1411 East 111th Street Shanks, Alice E. 6615 Hough Avenue Spanton, William T. 1038 Lakeview Road Spelman, F. E. 2045 West Boulevard Smith, J. F. 947 Parkivood Drive Sudborough, Elisabeth 1121 East Boulevard Taft, Lois 2043 East 88th Street Taylor, George H. 2320 Murray Hill Road Garfield 2391-J Eddy 3878-M Rosedale 3866- W Broadway 1299- W Eddy 1459- W Rosedale 2200- W Garfield 81 Garfield 6228-J Garfield 2829-W Garfield 6960- W Garfield 1069-J Rosedale 2541-J Edgewater 475-J Eddy 4061-R Garfield 9377 16 THE JUNE BUG Teagle, Edith M. 2333 Grandview Avenue . Garfield 7086-R Tremper, Cyrus H. B. 1629 Rydalmount Road Fairfield 265-R Trowbridge, M. Charlotte 2020 East 90th Street . Garfield 2776M Vickerman, J. W. 1889 East 66th Street .... Rosedale 1598-W Walz, Marie E. 1358 East 111th Street .... Garfield 5526-R Ward, Lucy S. 2050 East 83rd Street ... Garfield 2011 - W Watterson, Clarence W. 9506 Talbot Avenue .... Garfield 8165-W Webster, J. A. 1412 East 84th Street .... Garfield 5828 ] Wulf, Meta L. 1649 East 86th Street .... Garfield 5647-J Wydman, EmilG. 1806 Middlehurst Road .... Fairfield 1120-W Yoder, M. H. 1661 Marlowe Avenue .... Mario 2028-M FACULTY SNAPSHOTS 18 THE JUNE BUG OFFICERS SENIOR CLASS President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer FEBRUARY 1918 Telfer Cunningham Oliver Henderson Grace Acker Beatrice Siegel THE JUNE BUG 19 SENIOR SOCIAL COMMITTEE FEBRUARY 1918 Left to right—Howard Ambrose, Grace Acker, Margaret Wagenhals, Lillian Fredrick, Floyd Schultz. 20 THE JUNE BUG GRACE E. ACKER 1446 East 91st Street Auditorium Secretary Senior Class Secretary Home Room President Friendship Club Vice-President Palladium, Chairman Program Committee Commencement Speaker Scarab Board Diplomatic Grace! How could you manage them all? HOWARD C. AMBROSE 10528 Amor Ave. Auditorium President Socration President Gothanian Club Valedictorian Editor-in-chief Scarab CARL J. BAER 3803 Broadway Gothanian Club He liked to study his books, and he liked to study his looks. But then who would blame him? MELVIN BUDDEN 12007 Browning Ave. Aggies He’s crazy for nuts. Oh well, ’tis not strange; you know— Birds of a feather”—Aw gee! We like you too much to slam you, Melvin. Just take it for granted. CLARENCE E. CARLSON 1169 East 124th Street They called him Legs , because he was mostly. 21 THE JUNE BUG EDWARD CHRZANOWSKI 2993 East 67th Street Chemistry Club Secretary A marvel in chemistry! But don't forget, Ed. that after all. Life is the great laboratory, and blest is he who is a good mixer among men. JAMES C. CIPRA 3799 East 53rd Street Zip says, “It's better to be a self-starter than to make the teacher a crank.” GORDON C. COBBLEDICK 2217 Bellfield Ave. Football Home Room President Oh, how many times he has said, l thank the Athletic Asso ciation —nobody knows. TELFER CUNNINGHAM 7013 Quinby Ave. Leaders' Club Socratian Senior Class President Ben Franklin Club Scarab Board A true Humorist! He didn’t make us laugh—we wanted to. RALPH CURTH 2852 East 99th Street Freeman Wreckers He may start with a job and wages, but he’ll wind up with a position and salary. 22 THE JUNE BUG CLARA DIEHL 504 East 120th Street Art Study Club It takes a lot of skill not to get the yarn tangled when you're knitting sweaters for Sammy and trying to get a passing mark in German too. ANTONIE C. DRABEK 3814 Warren Ave. Palladium Art Study Club One never jarred against the corners in Antonie. There weren’t any to jar against. Her congeniality smoothed them round. ROGER K. EASTON 3138 East 93rd Street Scarabaean There’s no use trying to iron it out. Roger. Anyway, why try? It’s the cutest curly hair wc ever saw. FLORENCE FIEG 2280 Bellfield Ave. She set the fashions for the rest of us. We followed, but never quite caught up. ELMER G. FOLK 11117 Primrose Ave. Chemistry Club Scarabaean Three things maketh him one phenomenon. He’s a “real stuff boy. He studied. It didn’t spoil him. FRED FOLEY Aggies THE JUNE BUG 23 11610 Castlewood Ave. Great agricultural prodigy—never planted anything upside down. LILLIE M. FREDRICK 4236 Warren Ave. Palladium Home Room President A born actress. Send us some comps , Lillie. EDWARD W. GOTTERMEYER 5916 Luther Ave. Gothanian Club Home Room President Hurry up, Edward! Maybe they are waiting for you to plan the Union Depot. GWENDOLYN GRIFFITHS 5719 Whittier Ave. She said so little, one suspected she had stored a treasure underneath. WANDA GROSS 7304 Hecker Ave. Starting out into the cold, cold world to earn her spuds and spats? Oh my no! It's a deep, dark secret, but true. She's engaged! 24 THE JUNE BUG HERMAN GRUNDSTEIN 581 East 112th Street Freeman Wreckers We didn’t always agree with your arguments, Herman, hut we admired the source of supply. SYLVIA M. HANKET 7519 Central Ave. Art Study Club We take off our hats to you, Sylvia. Won't you make them over for us? They would be much more artistic. DONALD HAYDEN 12712 Durant Ave. Ben Franklin Club President Home Room President Swimming Team Hi Y Club Scarabaean He was the devil—in the print shop. Some day he’ll be printing a daily. OLIVER HENDERSON 3384 East 140th Street Freeman Wreckers He smiles all the while, but somehow it does not grow monotonous. We like what is back of the smile. FRANK JIRUS 4939 Mead Ave. Leaders’ Club If we own a drug store when you’re a grand opera singer, will you buy our cough-drops? We’ll put your picture on the box and you’ll not have to bribe the newspapers for publicity. 25 THE JUNE BUG MAX KLEIN 2540 East 39th Street Gothanian Club A head for business and feet that will fill a man’s size pair of shoes, (We're certain about the feet!) MARION LEHMAN 8023 Medina Ave. She loved to tease; she loved to dare. We often caught h� r pulling hair. CHARLES LEMR 9103 Folsom Ave. Freeman Wreckers He’s the sort of person who keeps the rest of us from flying off into space. He makes perfect the foundation, while others dream of the dome. JOHN W. MAIER 1187 East 123rd Street Freeman Wreckers President Ben Franklin Club Home Room President You are very precise and particular. Perhaps that’s why they called you John. DANIEL F. MARSALEK 4101 Broadway Freeman Wreckers Home Room President Glee Club He tickles the ivories and they giggle harmoniously. Bob your hair, Dan. and you’ll be a regular musician. 26 THE JUNE BUG GRACE E. MILLS 1331 Addison Road Friendship Club She put the mill in millinery. MORRIS RASK 1423 East 93rd Street Tennis Team Track Team Scarabaean Hi Y Club Many a dainty damsel fell for the complexion of your hair. Morris, but we’re glad to see it didn’t enlarge your headsize. VERNON J. RENSEL 2696 East 62nd Street Freeman Wreckers Home Room President Why so serious Vernon? Is it because you are so tall that the rest of the world looks small to you? HELEN E. RICH 2398 East 55th Street Palladium Art Study Club Home Room President Telutsa Commencement Speaker A Linguist—Laureate. While for just ordinary talking.— ask the teachers. MARGARET E. ROSE 10221 Somerset Ave. Palladium Art Study Club She didn't spend much time blowing a horn, but we knew she was there and could deliver the goods. THE JUNE BUG 27 JAMES ROSS, Jr. 2186 East 84th Street His hair was almost red. What a horrible fate you escaped, James! HOWARD C. RUSSELL 8807 Birchdale Ave. Chemistry Club President Give him a mortar, a pestle and a few odds and ends and he’ll play for the rest of the day. CLARENCE SAXTON 11807 Kelton Ave. Scarabaean Club President Chemistry Club Vice-President Shake Clarence! You're our idea of the real stuff. Just be yourself to the rest of the world and they’ll want to shake, too. RAY C. SCHIRMER 7428 Star Ave. Friendship Club The world’s a funny place for a ticklish person, isn’t it, Ray? MASIE C. SCHOGER 2584 East 128th Street Leaders’ Club Palladium Art Study Club Masie looks at you. If you measure up”, she smiles, and you feel like growing” some more. 28 THE JUNE BUG HELEN SCHONMEYER 9428 Gaylord Ave. Leaders’ Club Palladium Art Study Club Give her a needle, some thread and a scrap; She will make for you a most gorgeous wrap. MATILDA E. SHEAR 2493 East 39th Street Friendship Club Kelmscott Club Shoot. Matilda! If your aim in life is as true as it is on the Hoor, the goal is yours. MILTON SHAGRIN 6005 Quincy Ave. Ben Franklin Club Glee Club. “Chagrin follows the Milton. Well, it is rather rough on a fellow to make him steer a handle like that. WILLIAM STREJCEK 5419 Mumford Ave. Don’t be so hashful. William. Truly, no fishin . you get a-long swimmingly. But have more confidence. She’ll call you Bill if you ask her to. LADIMIR H. SVOBODA 3632 East 135th Street Freeman Wreckers He never said very much, but we sorta’ liked to have him around. 29 THE JUNE BUG IDA V. VOELKER 9524 Kinsman Ave. Palladium Art Study Club Telutsa Club She spent little energy in doubting, but went ahead and did. FRED WARAK 5229 Buettner Court He ignores girls! Beware. Fred, lest some day you bring the weight of woman’s wrath upon your shoulders. FLORENCE V. ZAK 7018 Union Ave. Palladium Vice-President Home Room President Small, but capable of filling large responsibilities. MARVEL J. HUDSON 2369 East 31st Street The prophets poured the water at thy christening, and as forenamed, it has come to pass. Thou art a marvel. GEORGE JOHNSON 4800 Carnegie Ave. A brawny person, with brains as well as brawn. 30 THE JUNE BUG BERTHOLD NYSTROM 7608 Myron Ave. Ben Franklin Club What does a fellow say to a girl? Don’t worry, Bert. Keep still, and let her do the talking. She'll like that. HELEN PETUSKA 2857 East 99th Street Art Study Club Friendship Club Home Room President Telutsa Club Even bread making may become a fine art. EMIL POLATSEK 2653 East 55th Street Track Team The dentist never extracted any of the nerve, and Emil got more than his share of wisdoms. FLOYD L. SCHULTZ 1779 East 45th Street Socratian Chemistry Club Captains’ Club President He was named Floyd”, but he didn't turn out that way. He took to dumb bells, went to the gym and became a regular strong man. JOHN C. SIDLEY 2786 East 53rd Street Socratian Scarab Board Commencement Speaker 'Twas just your brilliance shining thru That gave your head so bright a hue. 31 THE JUNE BUG BEATRICE SIEGEL 10721 Hull Ave. Art Study Club Senior Class Treasurer Success in public lift- awaits you, but tarry not too long, lest success grow impatient, and give you a merry chase. MARGARET WAGENHALS 3007 Edgehill Road Friendship Club Palladium Home Room President Commencement Speaker We called you Peggy . It’s a sturdy little nickname with an air of squareness about it. We don't bestow it on everyone. MYRTLE M. WALKER 9203 Blaine Ave. Someday she’ll be supervising calorie measured meals at at the White House. JOSEPH BERAN 3458 East 54th Street He can fix any kind of machinery going. If you lose your bearin’s” call Joe; he’s a regular medicine man. EDWARD HOFSTETTER 14409 Westrapp Ave. A slight resemblance to our friend Hawkshaw. the d’tec, but. oh yes girls, much better looking. OSCAR REITER 1499 Winchester Ave. Curly hair, pink shirt, green tie. Oh Oscar, how our hearts throb! FLORENCE QUIGGIN 6963 Berwick Road Stop growing, Florence! You’re nearer heaven now than most of us. 32 THE JUNE BUG OFFICERS SENIOR CLASS President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer JUNE Mg Harold Meehan Martin Bender Kathryn HoJIey Laura Stanley THE JUNE BUG 33 SENIOR SOCIAL COMMITTEE JUNE 1918 Left to right—Lester Meier, Nora Conway, Ray McFarlin THE JUNE BUG 34 HYMAN ADELSTEIN 6407 Quincy Ave. Mechanical Drawing Club He greased it every night and wore a stocking cap to sleep, but somehow it just wouldn’t pomp'’. KATHERINE BECHENBACH 7319LawnviewAve. Palladium Scarab Board When she was a flat, she got some E’s; She kept this up through her C’s and B’s. But now she’s an A. She gets ’em every day. FRANK E. BELLES 1651 East 70th Street Freeman Wreckers Frank’s greatest weakness—lady-fingers. Any kind will do. MARTIN BENDER 2646 East Blvd. Annual Board Ben Franklin Club Socratian Senior Class Vice-President Gee Strawberry.” you had enough already without having it topped off with an auburn halo. LOUIS BERTOLI 9515 Gaylord Ave. Laconic Lou”. They say talk is cheap. Perhaps that accounts for his silence. ARTHUR BLUHM Gothanian THE JUNE BUG 35 950 Ida Street Art Bluhm? Why, he bloomed a long time ago. The fruit's worth the picking, too. ELMER BROOKS 6819 Baylies Ave. Ben Franklin Club Scarabaean Scarab Board His handkerchief always peeped out at just the right angle. Even though your face was never dirty Elmer, there was a lot behind it. FLORENCE BROWN 681 East 102nd Street Telutsa Club Bases full and Brownie” up at bat! I wonder if she'll ever forget the old gym yard and the stumps? FRANK CHRISTOPHER BROWN 2356 Cedar Ave. Freeman Wreckers Home Room President Hi-Y Neat as a pin.” We’ll forgive the neatness, because pins are useful in an emergency. POWELL BROWN 1628 East 82nd Street Give him a road, his beloved Cadillac and plenty of gas, and he’ll leave any cop” in the woods. 36 THE JUNE BUG THELMA BRANDES 3570 East 140th Street Palladium Telutsa Club Somehow her starched things never did limp, and yet she wasn't the least bit stiff. AMALIE BROZIO 12516 Lancelot Ave. I)o you suppose her heart floats? It's so big she'd be lopsided if it didn't. MARY AGNES BUTLER 12304 Phillips Ave. Palladium Telutsa Club Keep on scribbling. Mary. Someday you'll scribble yourself onto the leather-bound shelf. EDWARD CABALEK 3399 East 121st Street His home-room teachers' right hand man is Sid . PAUL CARNAHAN 10303 Westchester Ave. Gothanian President Baseball There was a young fellow' named Paul. Who was very fair and quite tall. He could skate—oh, so nice! And cut capers on ice, And the girls liked him then, one and all! THE JUNE BUG 37 LUCY S. CHRISTOPHER 1971 East 121st Street Another “shooting star. In the basket every time. GERTRUDE M. CIPRA 4250 East 128th Street Telutsa Club Alone? Why, Gertrtude, aren't you awfully lonesome? ELEANOR M. CLARK 1374 East 115th Street Palladium Eleanor never dragged. She held on and got there. SAMUEL COHEN 2485 East 61st Street They said he was a woman hater. It’s rather serious when they take enough interest to hate them. NORA CONWAY 4146 East 76th Street Palladium Scarab Board Senior Social Committee Ah Michael, ’tis a pretty picture you’ve taken, but shure an it’s not the foreground we’d be after praisin’. Faith, it's what’s back of your face we like so well. THE JUNE BUG 38 MARION CORCORAN 4660 Gallup Ave. Annual Board Friendship Club Palladium An ardent suffragist, and a shining example herself of the equality of brains. TRAVIS COUSINS 2342 East 40th Street Scarab Editor-in-Chief Socratian Mechanical Drawing Club Pity the poor editor! Pi. pi. everywhere, but not a bite to eat. MARTIN DAWSON 9703 Parmalee Ave. Aggies What mischief lurks within his eyes? What fresh new prank will he devise? SALVATORE DeMAIORIBUS 1894 East 123rd St. Home Room President Chippendale Club It might be a strain for some men to live up to yourcognomen. Salvatore, but we're counting on you. CHARLES DIFFERT 11614 Superior Ave. Aggies • If he weren 't a boy, we'd attribute it to glycerine and lemon-juice. but boys don’t use them there kind of things for their complexions. do they, Charles? 39 THE JUNE BUG RHEA DONLEY 3634 East 75th Street Friendship Club Our “Lady Duff Gordon”. Fashioning fashion fancies was an easy task for Rhea. FRANKLIN DOUDA 11511 East Blvd. Hi-Y Technite Annual Board No enterprise that Franklin took You e'er could say fell through;” For what he said he'd do, he did, And did it nobly, too. CARL ECKLEY 2663 East 128th Street Gothanian It wasn't fair. What chance had we to win her favor with Carl's locks pompadoruing around ? ELLA A. EDWARDS 3280 East 126th Street Seven forty in the morning, Flla—and thereby hangs a tale. WILLIAM W. EDWARDS 882 East 129th Street Football Basketball Home Room President Track Manager He delivered the goods -not groceries, football! 40 THE JUNE BUG MARIE EHLERT S622 Yeakel Ave. Her frankness sorta jolted our self esteem, and after the shakeup, there wasa little less self”as well as a little less steam , WALTER EICKELBERG 13610 McElhatton Ave. Hi-Y Club Technite Club Track Captain The gods bestowed upon him a wondrous gift—the art of getting there on time . SARAII L. EMERMAN 2626 East 40th Street Take a tip from Sarah. Making bonnets isn't all it’s poked' up to be. ALBERT ERICKSON 12302 Beechwood Ave. Scarabaean Chemistry Club Scarab Four When he sings, we listen. That's eloquent praise. ELIZABETH ETZ 5814Quinby Ave. Palladium Telutsa Club Art Study Club Friendship Club If it weren’t such an honor to belong to all these clubs, Elizabeth, we'd say you were a regular joiner. THE JUNE BUG 41 EVELYN EVANS 9416 Raymond Ave. Kclmscot Club Art Study Club Herquiet repose made us feel like smoothing down ourselves. KINGSLEY FANKHOUSER 10711 Tacoma Ave. Scarabaean Freeman Wreckers Scarab Associate Editor Thy noble, lofty brow hid much! HYMAN FINE 2622 East 40th Street Your hand has learned to carve the pattern beautiful. With life the teacher, mind the force, and hand the tool, a future awaits you. FLORENCE FISCHER 1342 Addison Road Palladium They say a woman has either brains or good looks. If this be true, there were two prizes in your grab bag. Florence. FRANKLIN FISCHER 1055 Addison Road Some foolish poet said, Silence is golden,” but he didn’t mean in classes, Franklin. 42 THE JUNE BUG RUSSEL C. FISH 3410 East 119th Street Scarabaean Mechanical Drawing Club No one ever “caught Russel. He isn't the kind that gets the “hook . DONALD FLICK 9218 Birchdale Ave. Home Room President Don took the electrical course, and we’ll say ourselves that he's mighty good at “sparkin'.” LESLIE FRYE 13911 Idarose Ave. Chippendale Club Another gym star! Samson hadn't anything on you, Les, but the hair. HARRY C. GALINSKY 2742 East 53rd Street Cheer up. Harry. Life’s not so worse. Look up, and trust to luck. What’s a stubbed toe more or less? YETTA GLAD 2506 East 43rd Street Blessed with a gladsome name Go bless others with the same. THE JUNE BUG 43 SAMUEL GLASSMAN 1226 East 105th Street Freeman Wreckers You can’t put anything over” on Sam. He’s the King Bee in business and the drones will always follow. PHILIP GOODMAN 10712 Garfield Ave. Chemistry Club Good man? We were from Missouri, but he ‘'showed” us. HANS J. GREBE 1275 East 100th Street Valedictorian Scarab Board Annual Board Socratian Vice-President Home Room President Mechanical Drawing Club Here’s to you, Dear Enemy”! If all the Huns were like you. Hans, they would be lions' . ARMY LEO GREENFIELD 3109 East 94th Street Freeman Wreckers Here is one who need not strive to make a name for himself. He is already generously supplied. EMIL GREENHALGH 2482 East 89th Street Ben Franklin Club Wh knows but what we have here a budding genius who may develop into a matinee idol? 44 THE JUNE BUG BARBARA GROSSMAN 1253 East 172nd Street Kelmscot Club Girls’ Captains’ Club Where's Bob”? Well, if she isn’t detained by the occasional necessity of attending a class, you'll find her in the gym. ROBERT JAMES HALSALL 2218East 76th Street Scarabaean Freeman Wreckers Yes, he’s our youngest—just sixteen. Ain’t he cute? Never mind, Bob, brains aren’t measured by years. MABEL HAMILL 2200 East 69th Street Art Study Club Telutsa Club Not too much flour, Mabel. Dough is a stiff enough proposition as it is. RAMOND HASERODT 1737 East 70th Street Why worry? Wrinkles never made things smooth. FRANK J. HEJDUK 2258 East 76th Street Mechanical Drawing Club Honest? Honest ? He’s the honestest fellow we know. THE JUNE BUG 45 MAURICE L. HENDRICKS 1738 East 55th Street Hi-Y Technite Club Solid ivory? We should say m ,— just good hard-headed-ness that made the hammer rebound and never leave a dent. EARL HERSHBERGER 1333 East 124th Street Debating Team Hi-Y Scarabaean Mechanical Drawing Club Still waters run deep . Oh well, noise doesn't count. Karl conserves his energy for doing things. CLIFFORD HOOD 1357 East 112th Street Freeman Wreckers Two soles with but a single thought. G’wan away, and let me dance. KATHRYN R. HOLLEY 4122 East 71st Street Palladium Friendship Club Scarab Board Commencement Speaker Home Room President No more room? Huh. squeeze up. everyone. Here comes Patsy . She always fils. GENEVA LILLIE JACKSON 2061 East 36th Street Art Study Club Home Room President We wish you'd give to us the keys That open the secret of easy F.'s. 46 THE JUNE BUG VIOLA JANECEK 3436 East 110th Street If ever anyone puts anything over” on Viola, it’ll be because she’s stooping. GLADYS JUDGE 1877 East 86th Street Palladium President Home Room President Annual Board Scarab Board Art Study Club Not the least of our admiration for you is based on the fact that we can’t comprehend how so sweet tempered a girl could ever play the shrew so well. WILLIAM C. JORDAN 9105 Parmalee Ave. Annual Board Editor-in-Chief Home Room President Scarabaean President Chemistry Club Debating Team Basketball Team Six feet four! And there were many other reasons for looking up to Bill. MARIE KALABIS 3708 East 52nd Street Telutsa Club The reward of an earnest worker is success. Yours is all wrapped up and waiting for you. Marie. Most folks have to chase it. ANETTE R. KANDEL 3436 Woodland Ave. A little “candle” of o; d cheer whose rays are diffused in many directions. THE JUNE BUG 47 HAROLD AVE 13509 Eaglesmere Ave. Football You thought we'd say something about your size, didn’t you? Well you ought to be grateful it isn’t spelled sighs. JOHN KELLY 1260 East 125th Street Freeman Wreckers If you knock the Y” out of Kelly”, you'll always get an answer. OLIVER KIDD 10487 Woodland Ave. Aggies Home Room President We suppose you can't help it. It's part of you. so to speak. Anyway the art of kidding seemeth more manly than the science of bluffing. So luck to you. Oliver, only spare us please. THEODORE E. KIRCHNER 3263 East 55th St. Ben Franklin Club From devil”—oh! that naughty word We’ve always held aloof. The printer's” kind we have to use When he trails us 'round with proof. WILLIS KITTINGER 1460 East 111th Street Aggies Salute the Farmer, Uncle Sam’s Big Push . 48 THE JUNE BUG ELMER KOENIG 5151 Turney Road Aggies A rare salesman is Elmer. He manages to get rid of tickets in his own home room. • •• - HENRY KOPLOVITZ 2245 East 73rd Street Freeman Wreckers Home Room President Chippendale Club This David and Jonathan business is fine. Henry, but don’t be too exclusive. PHILIP KRASINSKI 3597 East 75th Street Ah. Philip, thy tallness impresses us —‘‘elevates” our vision so to speak. FLORENCE KRES 13302 Kinsman Ave. Telutsa Club It thrilled us through and through, that irrepressible, irresponsible, irresistible giggle. DOROTHY KRIZ 11301 Union Ave. Telutsa Club On with the dance! Tis a Lame Duck” who Hesitates. 49 THE JUNE BUG OTTO KVET 4961 Meade Ave. Mechanical Drawing Club Some one called him a cut up. We’d say rather that he was cut out to keep things going. ?7- AILEEN LANG 7017 Central Ave. A great historian? An authoress? We wonder. The future holds so much for you, Aileen, we cannot prophesy. MILDRED LAVIGNA 1204 Summer Ave. Friendship Club Telutsa Kelmscot Art Study Club The deep, dark depths of your eyes kept us guessing; but it’s exciting to guess, and we like deep things. RALPH LAWRENCE 1257 East 123rd Street No, not just “full of dickens”—overflowing. EVA LEDERMAN 2231 East 68th Street Palladium Eva's favorite indoor-sport—translating German. 50 THE JUNE BUG LOUIS LENC 4666 Gallup Ave. Ben Franklin Club Why would'st thou become a teacher? Is it revenge thou seekest? HARRY M. LEO 8624 Wade Park Ave. Hi-Y Horne Room President Technite Sh! He's going to speak. The soft, low tones make one fee)— make one f-e-e-1—ah—-oh—you know! The kind of feeling you can't explain. EDWIN LEWIS 3914 East 75th Street Basketball Chippendale Club If you ever jump over the the top as you jump for the ball, we can just see the Huns jumping for the rear lines. ANTHONY LIPERA 2504 East 39th Street Orchestra Gothanian Ben Franklin Club Quick, quick”, whispered someone once in Tony’s ear; and he's been hustling ever since. GEORGE LUCAS 2663 East 74th Street Chemistry Club In shop he spelled his name with a K. and in arts he spelled it with a C, because C's are easier to make in arts. Who but our George would have thought of such a thing? THE JUNE BUG 51 HARRY LYMAN 15242 Lake Shore Blvd. Freeman Wreckers Hi-Y Club Technite Despite the fact that all the teachers liked him. he still remained popular with Us Kids . LAWRENCE MACAN Chagrin Falls Mechanical Drawing Club A tricky youngster is our magician. Fortunately for us he does not regard life as a stage . HELEN MARCO 2177 East 40th Street Kelmscot Her classic features were as though molded by a master-hand, then touched to life. WILLIAM MAERKLE 6811 Quincy Ave. Freeman Wreckers Brevity”, William’s motto, has the soul of wit”. CHARLOTTE MANN 1097 East 71st Street Palladium Orchestra So very tiny, and yet she measured heads” over some of us. i 52 THE JUNE BUG RAY McFARLIN 6009 White Ave. Socratian Scarab Board Senior Social Committee Home Room President Wouldn't it be glorious to have two sets of feet, Ray? One could follow a walk in life , and the other could dance everlastingly. THOMAS McWATTERS 4623 Pearse Ave. Debating Team Home Room President Annual Board Brains and squareness never go begging. Our Tommy can be a chooser. HAROLD MEEHAN 655 East 128th Street Senior Class President Home Room President Baseball Captain Captains’ Clu A mighty little fellow is our Prex”. It was that area above his ears that made him mighty . LESTER MEIER 5700 Luther Ave. Scarab Four Socratian Senior Social Committee A soloist and a salesman. Lester's vocal “organ” evidently will play his march to success. ISADORE MENDELSON 5118 Kinsman Ave. Freeman Wreckers Blessed is he who hath a vocabulary. He need not look for success in the dictionary. THE JUNE BUG 53 MAURICE MERRIMAN 848 East 156th Street Ben Franklin Club “It s a long, long trail a wmcling” from 409 to 409 between the first and second periods, isn't it, Maurice? WINIFRED MOORE 9512 Dickens Ave. Art Study Club If you do Win-Fred. Winnie, you won't need any Moore . WILLIAM A. MORSE 4161 East 71st Street Chemistry Club His komical kapers kept us kontinually kachinnating. JOSEPH MULACH 5739 Broadway Ave. Socratian Never get it cropped close. Jo. The bushiness becomes you. HERBERT NACK 2361 East 43rd Street Chemistry Clnb Where’s Henry. Herbert? Tis strange to see Damon without Pythias. THE JUNE BUG MARIAN NALBACK 15307 Daniel Ave. Ben Franklin Club Palladium Our lady of the print-shop. and she could as heartlessly kill type as the masculines. LESTER NEEDHAM 10802 Bryant Ave. Ben Franklin Club That smooth, blond innocent face must be very helpful at times—with teachers for instance. CHARLES MERRILL OLSON 1253 Melbourne Rd. Ben Franklin Club President Home Rome President Basketball His neckties always matched. In fact, he’s a perfect match, isn’t he—? Oh. all right, Merrill, we won’t mention her name. WALTER B. OTTO 749 Park wood Drive Socratian Never mind. Walt, old fellow. Trig is mighty tough, but many a stumbling-block has been turned into a stepping-stone. GEORGE H. PETERSEN 3371 East 137th Street Annual Board Commencement Speaker Freeman Wreckers President Glibly glides his tongue. ’Tis a wise head that wags it.though, and so it’s used most usefully. 55 THE JUNE BUG SYLVESTER PFROMM 6000 Lexington Ave. Mechanical Drawing Club Socratian Conversational art and decorative genius characterize Sylvester. He's courageous too; for lack of information doesn’t hamper the first, nor wall-space the latter. WILLIAM PLAMPER 11704 Miles Ave. His hobby—picture shows. A case where the hobby needs gasoline. FRANK PRUSA 4913 Frazie Ave. Chippendale Club May he go skipping” along life’s journey, but we hope he won’t be forced to provide excuses all the way. ALICE G. REDDY 6043 Hillman Ave. Art Study Club Telutsa Club Ready ? Always! Now by this, Alice, we don’t mean you’re going to be an old maid. ’Twasjust your efficiency we referred to. RICHARD RICE 1386 East 89th Street Hi-Y Technite What’s a flunk? Not everyone gets a chance to do a thing over better than he did it the first time. 56 THE JUNE BUG HILDA RICHARDS 908 East 153rd Street Ben Franklin Club Who thatdependson a Collinwood car wouldn't be late? But then, teachers never do understand, Hilda. HERBERT ROBBINS 10902 Lima Ave. One can get anywhere he really wants to get, Herb, so it’s not a Case’' of dreams. HELEN ROBINSON 3002 Clinton Ave. Annual Board Palladium For goodness’ sake, Helen, be a teacher! 'Twould be a pity to have that sarcasm wasted. SANFORD ROSENZWEIG 10004 North Blvd. Home Room President Would you make him happy? Then start an argument. No matter what the subject is, it holds no terrors for him. LILLIAN BERTHA ROTH 7107 Grand Ave. A record attendance—only missed one-half day in four years. Discovered at last! A person with only two grandmothers who never died but once. THE JUNE BUG 57 HAZEL E. RUGG 9913 Anderson Ave. Kelmscot Club Scarab Board You—you story-teller—you! You’ve been telling us stories for four years, now. We know where you’ll end up! DANIEL SCHIELY 6705 Lansing Ave. Mechanical Drawing Club His color schemes were superb. Seldom did his collar outdo his shirt. There was always a tie between them. FRED SCHIMELPFENIG 6916 Hecker Ave. A man of affairs. In fact, his life was just one affair after another. FLOYD SCHLITT 579 East 108th Street Mechanical Drawing Club If he continues to develop his marvelous talent for setting up an alibi, he may succeed with a jury better than he has with his home room teacher. PAUL SCHMIDT 9818 Anderson Ave. Oh Hercules, thy feets” we marvel at! So much rests upon them. 58 THE JUNE BUG CHARLES SCHOEN 899 Ansel Road Freeman Wreckers Chick shone , but not amongst the girls. Wherever he glimpsed a ruffle, he put the dimmer on. JULIA MARIE SCHROEDER 1240 Addison Road Only an only child. Say, it must be great not to have 'em “turned up for you after Sis gets through wearin' 'em. GEORGE SCHUCHMAN 736 East 99th Street That last term was glorious, eh, George, even if we did have to attend classes once in a while? LEO SCHULTZ 11009 Cedar Ave. Orchestra Chemistry Club Jazz? Oh Boy ! Where Do You Go From Here?” because ‘Tve Got My Eyes on You”. ESTHER SHURDELL 2060 East 30th Street Art Study Club Home Room President Girls' Captains’ Club Scarab Board Kelmscot Chuck”—full of pep! It's people who put the seas’nin' in things who are most needed in the “course of life. THE JUNE BUG 59 GARRETT SHIER 7000 Carnegie Ave. Shyer? Indeed me-thinks 'tisa miss-nomer”, for Garrett likes all the Misses, and many of the Misses like Garrett. HELEN SLOWEY 8904 St. Clair Ave. Art Study Club Kelmscot We ll always remember your laugh. “Skinny”. Twasa blessed thing. BERYL S. SMITH 1700 East 86th Street Hi-Y Club Technite He could take any sort of a machine apart, and put it together again so that it went”. LURA JANE SMITH 1330 East 124th Street Art Study Club Telutsa Club Her dream—a dear little kitchenette, an electric toaster and washable wall-paper. But. oh Jane! Stop, consider, think what goes with it—a mere man! VIOLET SMITH 10609 Earle Ave. Telutsa Club With a few of us and Violet. Mr. Jones condescended to call it a singing class. 60 THE JUNE BUG FLORENCE SPRAGGINS 11926 Robertson Ave. Golden hair like sun-light streaming o'er the marble of her shoulders. LAURA STANLEY 10405 Somerset Ave. Scarab Board Senior Class Treasurer Palladium Here's to our Judy ! She kept us out of mischief, and we trusted her with all our money. JOSEPH STEINER 3385 East 49th Street Chippendale Club It's fine to be a good shot , Joseph, hut it's rather important to aim at something worth while. CHRISTIAN STREICH 7802 Aberdeen Ave. Annual Board Does a Christian strike? Oh well, what’s in a name? BERNICE STEWART 707 East 125th Street Friendship Club Absence makes the heart grow fonder”—but not the heart of a home-room teacher, eh. Bernie? THE JUNE BUG 61 EDNA STRANG 10829 Amor Ave. Palladium Art Study Club Oh well, you can’t blame them much. She's such a nice girl and he's an aw ful ly nice boy. PHYLLIS TAGGART 1475 East 120th Street Telutsa Club Friendship Club We can't imagine you settled down , Phyllis, but of couse Love worketh miracles . BERTHA TANCEK 2914 East 61st Street Art Study Club Telutsa Club Friendship Club Four years’ work in three. That's worth being proud of. Bertha. It took some of us five, to struggle through. CARL TESMER 1214 East 145th Street Aggies Too bad, Carl, that the war has caused a sugar conservation. But there are some sweet things left yet. FRANK TISHLER 15309 Kinsman Road Mechanical Drawing Club Track Girls? A puzzle not worth solving. 62 THE JUNE BUG DALE G. TITUS 3484 East 105th Street Captains’ Club T rack We’ve always wondered what it was like to have both good looks and brains—we have neither! Have you a good disposition, too? MARY TOBIN 847 East 154th Street Art Study President Kelmscot President Home Room President Annual Board Scarab Board Girls’ Captains’ Club She was a girl, take her for all in all I shall not look upon her like again.” That's what Hamlet would have said, had he known you, Mary. ANTHONY TRIVISON 2154 Murray Hill Road Gothanian Wonderful hand illuminator. Why not use your hand to illuminate your future. Anthony? DOMINIC TRIVISON 2060 East 125th Street Freeman Wreckers Dance? Well we wouldn't injure your masculine pride by calling you dainty Dorn , but you sure can steer your 10’s around a pair of 2's. ROBERT E. TRUHLAR 8116 Quincy Ave. Football Basketball Track Leaders’ Club Scarabaean What y do with your goggles when y' had your picture taken. Bobbie? We sorta suspected that they were camouflage for the study-hall teacher. THE JUNE BUG 63 BEATRICE VEVERKA 2567 East 130th Street Friendship Club Whither so fast, damsel? Why hurry? You know he always waits. GEORGE VONDRASEK 3300 East 55th Street Socratian George must have packed up his troubles. Anyway he never asks other folks to check them. HELEN VOSATKA 2843 East 99th Street Kelmscot She spoke but seldom, but when she did we listened, for hers were words of wisdom. ISADORE WARSHAWSKY 2492 East 37th Street He put the man in manual training. ROBERT WATTLEWORTH 15028 Pepper Ave. Socratian What manner of man is this? Thinks more than he talks! Can it was? We hate to think what would happen if more were to follow his excellent example. 64 THE JUNE BUG GERTRUDE WESLEY 13511 Blenheim Road Art Study Club Friendship Club Palladium A fair maiden indeed with a disposition unclouded. ETTA WEBBER 18203 Canterbury Road Friendship Club Palladium Our clever chauffeuse. Not the crank” style but a selfstarter . HAROLD WHITE 9202 Crane Ave. Just one inconsistency in your character, Harold—Patriotism and Pretzels don’t mix these days. ALBERT WHITTLE 10806 Miles Ave. His middle initials are “Y. M. C. A. DONALD WICK Aggies 7000 Carnegie Ave. Current History was no battle for Don. He was a born strategist. MIRIAM WILLIAMS Art Study Club THE JUNE BUG 65 3385 East 119th Street She’s so good the devils a-skeered of her. Come and help us chase him away. Miriam. ALICE LOUISE WOOD 14923 Pepper Ave. Friendship Club Art Study Club Kelmscot Most anything Alice Wood’’, she could. ISABELLE WYLIE 1119 Parkwood Ave. No more weather maps? No more barometers? Looks like fair weather ahead, eh. Ikey? BERNARD YEARLEY 12228 St. Clair Ave. Chemistry Club President Debating Team Scarabaean Two gifts of the very gods are thine—versatility and wit. GERTRUDE E. YOUNG 738 East 91st Street Telutsa We know she 'll never grow old in spirit, but we doubt whether she’ll always he Young. 66 THE JUNE BUG RALPH BLUE 2250 East 90th Street Football Riza-Racker on (he kick off! Yours is the only kick we’ve ever felt any affection for, Ralph. OTTO CHARVAT 14208 Kinsman Road Aggies Literally speaking. Math is quite “figurative , and its interpretation requires concentration, eh, Otto? EDDIE FELDMAN 5118 Scovill Ave. Shrimp's policy:— “ What's the use of hurrying today? You're liable to bump into tomorrow. JACOB FELDSTEIN 5607 Euclid Ave. We’d be rather alarmed at your cleverness, .Jacob, if we didn't know that you were human enough to flunk once in a while. MILTON MOONEY 1596 East 82nd Street Football Basketball Tennis Shure. 'tis not aisy to tackle an Irishman”—and so they made him captain. SOLOMON POLLOCK 2357 East 28th Street Scarabaean Track A modern Mercury! You may have wings in the vicinity of your pedal extremities, Sol, but we're not so sure about the other set. LEO SOGOLOVITZ 1904 East 71st Street Gothanian He wrangled all the time. Getting around his arguments was just about as easy as opening a can with one of these steen-in-one” patent can openers. THE JUNE BUG 67 FRANK FASCIANO 815 Whitcomb Ave. We hope the war won't last so long that you'll have to go. Frank, but maybe you’re wise to be ready with the parlez vous? NEIL GARTSHORE 7212 Claasen Ave. If you should bother English. As English bothers you, We wonder what the wretched stuff Would turn around and do! FORREST GREENSHIELDS 10609 Columbia Ave. Football Manager Ben Franklin Socratian Come on, Forrest, show us your real self. We want to like you. FLORENCE HAMSHIRE 2256 East 100th Street Everything always fits together so nicely. Florence. You sure did make both ends meet. IRWIN HORWITZ 6818 Kinsman Road Chemistry Club His thinker never gets twisted. NATHAN LEVITT 2554 East 40th Street Chippendale Club Help! Throw me the dictionary ere he drown me with a flood of words! CARL SCHAEFER 7510 Melrose Ave. We admire you, Carl. Folks who are straightforward seldom bump into obstacles. DOUGLAS WEBSTER 2182 East 35th Street Webster! Webster! and yet he’s a man of few words. Tis passing strange. 68 THE JUNE RUG ; V L« I t f i f % ( T ! ; b WAYNE ANDERSON Scarabaean 2049 East 83rd Street Talk up. my man! You'll need your tongue to get you a wife though you have no need of it afterward. CATHARINE CIESICK 1642 East 93rd Street Hewho truly strives will notalwayshavetostruggle.In other words, Catherine, life's wad isn't all cobblestones. There's macadam ahead. SAM DAVID 3476 East 65th Street Chippendale Club Sam’s some” ticket-seller. Cultivate the art, Sam. The market’s always open to the fellow with pep”. ISABELLE ESTERLINE 10903 Morrison Ave. When Isabelle, her mind made up. frivolities forsook. She found her name was written down within the honor book. ABE GOLDBERG 5112 Thackeray Ave. Freeman Wreckers Math problem? Huh. there aint no such animal” for Abe. Nothing in Math is a problem for him. THE JUNE BUG 69 ROBERT HINDERSTEIN 2551 East 35th Street If rightly to be great is not to stir without great argument.” we know one great little chap! JOSEPH HLUSIN 3476 East 65th Street Chemistry Club Jo seldom got into trouble though he spent a lot of time mixing things up in the Chem. Lab. EDITH KELLY 8227 Central Ave. Kelmscot Club You might at least give us a bite out of the apple Tom” gave Becky . Won't you? Aw please do! PAUL KATTLER 5911 Lexington Ave. Freeman Wreckers Know this nice newsy newspaper note-jabber? FRANK KRAUSE 2241 East 101st Street Chemistry Club Speaking of comedians, Raymond Hitchcock had better look to his laurels! 70 THE JUNE BUG ALFRED KUNZ 1422 East 55th Street Scarabaean Track Team Alfred’s always on the job . You never have to explain to him twice how todo a thing. If he doesn't quite get your way, he finds a better one of his own. HYMAN LEVINE Dig in Hyman! Alibis afford doubtful protection. JOHN MAREK 11709 Park Hill Ave. Home Room President A regular pillar of strength that helps support all the good institutions around the school. OTIS MAXWELL 12913 Marston Ave. You have the ear for it. the air for it and the hair for it. We hope you will be ze beeg success in ze music . Otis. BENJAMIN NISENBLITT 2613 East 37th Street A regular Math “shark” who delighted in schools”. THE JUNE BUG 71 JOHN PATTON 4151 East 93rd Street You shouldn't cross John's path on ticket selling day, unless you want to be separated from your loose change. He never lets a victim escape. CLARENCE ROSS 1277 East 58th Street Too bad there were not six school days. There would have been more chance of your getting here. MELVILLE SCHWARTZ 2409 East 37th Street Shirker? It isn't in his vocabulary. He's in the race and keeps up the pace all the way to the tape. FERN SCHWIND 10120 Harvard Ave. Friendship Club Oh well. Civics is almost enough to make anyone an 'Anti'.’’ says Fern. MABEL FELSCHOW 12517 Lock Ave. Two thirty is a convenient time to get out of school. Why sta a.ound. 72 THE JUNE BUG LOUIS TOTH 2488 East 86th Street Glee Club Tennis Orchestra lie ran conjure spirits from the vastv deep. ' JOHANNA URANKAK 14909 Sylvia Ave. Friendship Club Palladium Art Study Club We’re trying to remember what flower you always remind us of. We think it s a June rose. ERVA WISE 15711 Holmes Ave. Friendship Club Erva has the true “social” spirit—not the frivolity kind, but the sort that’s going to make her corner of the world better be cause it is her comer. ROBERT VALYO 5800 Bragg Road Aggies Who said there was nothing in a name? Robert’s “Valyo” will never wear a marked-down tag. FLORENCE YOUNG 120C6 Castlewood Ave. Her eyes are bright, her smile is bright. It follows right that she’d be bright. THE JUNE BUG 73 JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS I.cll to right:—Jack Parker, Katherine Dorn, Dories Davies, Virgil Maxwell ! ♦ THE JUNE BUG 75 Editor’s Note:—As one of the special features of the sophomore’s work is the writing of verse, we are printing herewith several of their poems. If you study the snapshots at the end of this section, you will notice genius burning in their faces. A DEFINITION GEORGE GOODMAN IE stands for tardiness, which they’ll not allow; £ stands for errors—they’ll find them somehow. 3 stands for absence, a sub we adore, C stands for chewing-gum, which they all abhor. stands for heartless, so they do appear, £ stands for effort; we make it never fear, ft stands for righteous, or so they do profess, stands for study-halls, their finish, they confess! LOSS OF NORTHERN ITALY CHARLES WILSON With the thought in mind of the right and the wrong, With the thought in mind of the fight so long, Though retreating, they sing this song: God save Italy! The Germans push forward with hearts made of steel, Their terrible crimes in their hearts they must feel, For they strive to kill freedom in unfair deal: But God will save Italy! The enemy slaughter as onward they press, Thinking not of the wounded they leave in distress, They come to a halt; worthless land they possess, God has saved Italy! 76 THE JUNE BUG TRENCH MILLINERY ALAN L. STRAUS It was an Irish private, To his billet walketh he, A Prussian helmet on his head, Where one and all could see. “And how ' request his billet mates, “Come ye by that Boche hat?’' He answers proudly, with a smile, “1 killed one hundred men for that. “A hundred men,” they clamor, “Why killed ye one hundred men? Charged ye a German trench alone? Why did ye this, and when?” Then Patrick's answer laughter caused. And a smile his own face lit; Quoth he, “I had to kill them all, ’Fore I found a hat to fit.” THE SUNKEN SUBMARINE BENJAMIN WILLIAMS There she lies. The monster of the deep, Where only the fishes in their play Disturb her silent sleep. All harmless is she now. So fearful she was, when She scouted through the ocean. Out of the sight of men. Her periscope is shattered. Her tower is swept away. But many a ship she has battered And sunk from the light of day. This is a far too pleasant fate For such a one as she, To lie at rest beneath the wave And ever-moving sea! 78 THE JUNE BUG PLAYING A JOKE ON OURSELVES WILLIAM MADAR One crisp cold morning in January when some of my friends and I were going skating, we passed a little pond. “Look, some boys have got an ice raft. Let’s have some fun on it,” laid one of my friends pointing to a number of boys happily floating on a big piece of ice. “All right,” we chorused. So we put our skates on the bank and started to throw snow balls at the smaller boys who were in possession of the raft. Lookit, the little kid with the green cap; everybody throw at him till he gets off,” suggested Fat, who was quite a schemer. We kept this up, throwing at certain little boys till they abandoned the raft and stood pouting on the bank while our party jumped on the raft with the larger boys of the other group. We paddled around the pond until this did not afford us any more pleasure. “Say, this is too dead. Let’s liven it up,” Fat whispered to me on the sly, “by giving the other bunch a ducking.” “We’re wise,” replied Midget and I, “but how are we to do it?” With our sticks.” I don’t see yet.” “Well,” said Fat, “the other boys will be busy tending to the raft and will not take notice of us and you and I will chop the raft in two. You see it is thick on one side and thin on the other. The thick side will hold us, but the thin side will not hold them. So they’ll get a ducking and we won’t. Do you understand now?” We started as was planned. Fat and I chopped with our sharp pointed sticks while Midget warned us as to whether or not the other boys were looking. One time I thought the game was spoiled for sure. Fat slipped and fell down heavily. This attracted the attention of all. Another saw what we were doing and asked us, What are you trying to do, sink us?” No, we are only trying to find out how thick the ice is,” replied my friend. Soon lazy Fat. changed positions with Midget, and the latter and I chopped industriously until we thought it was time to warn Fat. Then we whistled, that being the signal which we had agreed upon. Fat looked around, then quickly made a leap for the other side. His considerable weight landed right on the place where we had been chopping, and the next instaut—crash! splash! and Fat went into the icy water. How could we help him? An instant more and all of us, too, went sliding down the block of ice and slipped into the pond. Instead of the ten or twelve bright, happy boys who got on the raft, there were now as many cold, shivering, angry ones scrambling up the bank. Ever since that when we pass the pond, the boys shout at us, “Hello, midwinter bathers,” or Come on, let’s go swimming”. THE JUNE BUG 79 IMPERTINENCE REWARDED CLAYTON CRAWFORD Impertinence may be a quality of mine, but I am sure that a good deal of it was taken out of me by a little experience which I had a few years ago. I was at my uncle's farm in Canada for the summer vacation. One day my uncle backed his Ford out of the barn. “What about a ride, Clayton?” he asked. Of course I consented or this incident would never have happened. We went down Pike Road, a well known highway. Suddenly a strange vehicle came in sight, approaching us slowly. As it came nearer, I saw what it was. An old Chinaman sat in a dilapidated race cart pulled by a mule. The cart was somewhat like a wheelbarrow with awheel on each side, while the mule, with his ears laid flat on the back of his head and his bones protruding like shelves, looked like an old charger mad with fury. The old Chinaman with his yellow wrinkled face and his stubby black side beards was as funny as his mule. I could not control myself and burst into a fit of laughter, with my uncle as my close second. We slowed up the machine and as we passed him, I leaned out and with a grin from ear to ear, said to him: There is quite a bit of difference between that cart and this Tin Lizzie, isn't there?” Without a moment’s hesitation the man replied, Yes, a big one, a very big one, for in my mode of travel the donkey is pulling the cart and in yours the donkey sits in the seat”. He passed and I turned a sheepish face to my uncle. That's impertinence rewarded in the very first degree, isn't it?” my uncle asked. ‘‘He looked dense, though,” I replied. “But people aren’t always so dense as they look,” he rejoined. HE SAID HIS PRAYERS ADOLF VALLEY When we boy scouts were camping in eastern Oregon many adventures befell us. The most thrilling of them occurred on the night Bob and I were lost. We do not know how it happened, but about four o’clock when we wished to go back to camp, we could not find the trail. We called and shouted, but all in vain, and now as night was coming on, we began to look for a place to spend the night. Bob perceived a light half-way down the hill, and we ran toward it. It came from a hut, and, when we knocked, an Indian wearing a pair of buckskin trousers and a blanket, opened the door. “May we spend the night here?” I asked. The Indian grunted. We entered and sat down. Keeping an eye on our host, we drew from our pockets two biscuits and ate them. The Indian, seeing us eating, offered us some meat which we took. The hours passsd by and we were tired. “Where shall we sleep?” we asked. The Indian pointed to a ladder which led up to the loft. We climbed up and found the floor covered with straw. There we made our beds and when I lay down, I noticed that directly above my head were some hams. It was ages before I fell asleep, and I awoke just as dawn was coming. I had lain awake but a little while when I heard some one coming up the ladder. First the head and then the body of the Indian appeared, and to my horror I saw a knife gleaming in his hand; I resolved I would sell my life dearly. The Indian came directly to where I lay and stood over me. I was just going to spring to my feet and cry out, when the Indian reached up above my head—and cut down a ham. THE JUNE BUG 81 THE PALLADIUM SOCIETY THE JUNE BUG 83 THE PALLADIUM SOCIETY KATHERINE BECKENBACH Because of the meaning of the word Palladium, it was chosen as the name of the girls’ honor club of East Technical when the club was first organized, and the girls have tried to live up to the reputation of protection the name has already established. The name originally meant any protecting Deity of a city but later was used only when referring to the statue of Minerva which was said to have saved Troy from invasion. Every girl who has earned admission to this club must be willing to further the interests of the club, class and even those of the entire school. The Palladium helped to make the senior introduction party a jolly affair and the alumni reunion a success. It has had charge of these entertainments for several years, and the reunion this year took the form of a benefit. To obtain money for this, the club has put out a calendar each year and has given a party to the home room selling the greatest number. During club meetings in the fall semester the girls made a study of Russia and had short drills in parliamentary law. For the spring semester they continued this work and added playlets given by some of the girls. The Palladium is aiming to make this year the best of its ten years of existence and is well on the road to this end. FALL TERM Gladys Judge____ Florence Zak____ Florence Fischer Thelma Brandes. Miss Parmenter, FEBRUARY 1918 Grace Acker Antonie Drabek Lillian Frederick Helen Rich Margaret Rose Masie Schoger Ida Voelker Margaret Wagenhals Florence Zak JUNE 1918 Katherine Beckenbach Thelma Brandes Mary Butler Eleanor Clark Nora Conway OFFICERS ___President........ Vice-President____ ...Secretary...... . .Treasurer______ Faculty Member .. MEMBERS Marion Corcoran Elizabeth Etz Florence Fischer Kathryn Holley Gladys Judge Eva Lederman Marian Nalbach Helen Robinson Laura Stanley Edna Strang Etta Webber AUGUST 1918 Johana Uranker FEBRUARY 1919 Bertha Earl Irene Judson SPRING TERM ____Gladys Judge . Marion Corcoran ..Florence Fischer ..Thelma Brandes ____Miss Jackson Elsie Kroupa Mary Maltby Hannah McGuire Sylvia Miller Ruth Thompson Cecelia Tyler Vera Weigel JUNE 1919 Dorothy Bruce Dorothy Dettman Katherine Dorn Verna Dorr Marian Luikart THE AGRICULTURE CLUB THE JUNE BUG 85 THE EAST TECH AGGIES CHAS. DIFFERT The Agriculture Club of East Tech, the members of which are called the Aggies,” is a society that was organized for the purposes of studying the agricultural conditions prevailing in the vicinity of Cleveland and ways of meliorating them; and lastly for gathering to have some form of entertainment which pertains to the life of the farmer. The first entertainment was a corn roast. The next party, the annual pig roast was a great success, sixty persons attending the outdoor feast in the lot adjoining the greenhouse. In an educational direction, several field trips were taken. Fruit orchards and vineyards of all descriptions west of Cleveland were visited. Greenhouses covering five acre stretches were scrutinized. Although the farmer has never been considered an athlete, the Aggies” count among their members, Neely, basketball captain, Eickelberg, track captain, and Block.captain of next year’s football team. Besides this,the‘‘Aggies” have many more members who are athletes. The organization formed a football team and succeeded in winning the championship from the societies in the school in an indirect manner, although the members who were on the school team were not allowed to participate. FALL TERM Fred Foley ______ Chas. Differt____ Willis Kittinger Lester Denzer.. Arthur Jones _ FEBRUARY 1918 Fred Foley Charles Differt Walter Eickelberg Elmer Koenig Willis Kittinger Carl Tesmer Robert Valyo Donald Wick OFFICERS ......President....... ____Vice-President.... Secretary and Treasurer ___Sergeant-at-Arms___ Faculty Members.. __ MEMBERS FEBRUARY 1918 Jack Crain Henry Dewey Joe Gladis Louis Hare Walter Kreinheder Ben Rabb James Zitek JUNE 1919 Leonard Beckman Elias Kamenetzky SPRING TERM Leonard Beckman Louis Hare Ben Raab Robert Valyo Wm. Spanton Theo. Appel Davis Murphy Harry Neely Myer Rieter Phillip Wagner JUNE 1920 Harold Groth Leslie Smith Ben Weltman Asble Williams ART STUDY CLUB THE JUNE BUG 87 ART STUDY CLUB JOHANNA URANKER The Art Study Club was organized in 1915, the same year that our beautiful Art Museum was opened to the people of Cleveland. As the purpose of the club is to help the girls along with their regular art history work, we were very glad to hold some of our meetings at the Museum, studying its exhibits and attending its lectures. At first we made a study of tapestries and armor, but later we gave our attention to famous paintings by old and modern masters. We also made trips to the Gage Galleries and to Korner and Wood’s to view special exhibits. This semester we are making the programs of each meeting more interesting by having members reproduce in living pictures at least one masterpiece of the artist we are studying. Yes, we have characters enough to pose as kings, gentlemen, dwarfs or ladies. We have our social times too, such as, initiations, introduction parties, and doing our stunts in the vaudeville at the Alumni Reunion. You ask how one can get into this artistic circle? No special requirements have been set down, but if you are really interested in art study, I warn you to avoid ever receiving a D, because with that mark you stand little chance of joining our Art Club. OFFICERS FALL TERM SPRIN G TERM Mary Tobin...................President.......................Gertrude Wesley Jane Smith.................Vice-President. __________ Jane Smith Miriam Williams.............. Secretary... ______ ...Margaret Halter Miriam Williams______________Treasurer_________________Gertrude Frank FACULTY MEMBERS Miss Penfield Miss Elmer JUNE 1918 Helen Cook Dorothy Kriz Lucille Davis Sarah Emmerman Elizabeth Etz Evelyn Evans Mabel Hamill Geneva Jackson Gladys Judge MEMBERS Edith Kelly Millie Lavigna Eva Lederman Winifred Moore Alice Reddy Hazel Rugg Esther Schurdell Masie Schoger Helen Slowey Edna Strang Bertha Tancek Alice Wood AUGUST 1918 Johanna Uranker FEBRUARY 1919 Marie Beal Muriel Bramley Eloise Cross Leora Goerss Florence Hull Hannah McGuire Sylvia Miller BEN KRANKLYN CLUB 89 THE JUNE BUG THE BEN FRANKLIN CLUB ELMER BROOKS The appearance of this issue of the June Bug marks the second milestone in the life of the Ben Franklin Club of East Technical High School. We do not all hope to be future Ben Franklins, or great statesmen, but that does not discourage us from obtaining all the practical knowledge pertaining to the printing industry that it is possible to get. Several trips to printing and newspaper establishments proved both interesting and instructive. To celebrate Franklin’s anniversary, an illustrated lecture was given to the members by Mr. Horace Carr, a member of the Cleveland Ben Franklin Club, and a well known authority on matters pertaining to printing. Some of the attractive things set in type and printed by members of the club are “Benjamin Franklin, Master Printer and Patriot,” “Washington’s Rules of Behavior,” “Lincoln, From Cabin to Capitol” and “Sayings of President Wilson.” Some hand lettering to be used in connection with printed forms was also done. OFFICERS FALL TERM SPRING TERM Donald Hayden ................President...... Lester Needham.............Vice-President. Martin Bender.._____ _________Secretary...... Merrill Olson.................Treasurer...... Herbert Sackroff.... ..Sergeant-At-Arms______ Elmer Brooks..................Reporter......... J. A. Webster.............Faculty Member___ Merrill Olson Marcus Feder Hilda Richards Peter Janusek Elmer Brooks . Marian Nalback J. A. Webster FEBRUARY 1918 Telfer Cunningham Donald Hayden John Maier Lester Needham Berthold Nystrom JUNE 1918 Martin Bender Elmer Brooks Eddie Feldman Emil Greenhalgh Theodore Kirchner Anthony Lipera Louis Lenc Maurice Merriman Marian Nalback Merrill Olson Hilda Richards Donald Sevebeck MEMBERS FEBRUARY 1919 Ralph Catafoma Charles Dovalovsky Marcus Feder Peter Janusek Edgar Nygren Edward Stief JUNE 1919 Hyman Barkin Clarence Beyer Joseph Elfring Anthony Fioretti Ralph Goldsword Adolph Hosek Joseph Larca William LaRocco Aaron Rosenkovitz AUGUST 1919 James V. DeGregori Rudolph Licht FEBRURARY 1920 MichaelCunningham George Goodman Henry Kruggel Willard Lowry Irwin Miller James Petitt Arthur Schroeder Aaron Toffler JUNE 1920 Donold Barber Archie Kaufman Russell Loomis Wellington Smith FEBRUARY 1921 Louis Mosansky JUNE 1921 George Head William Toth THE SCARABAFAN SOCIETY THE JUNE BUG 91 THE SCARABAEAN LITERARY SOCIETY E. S. HERSHBERGER If success means doing what one starts out to do, the Scarabaean Literary Society of East Tech could lay claim to being the most successful club in the school. Realizing from past experience that we could not answer the purpose for which we organized, which is to better our members and to increase their usefulness to the school, by the haphazard methods we previously used, we resolved to adopt and carry out a series of connected programs, thereby mastering at least one subject thoroughly. So our aim in the past term was to broaden the knowledge of our members in regard to current economic problems. Have we succeeded? Just ask any of us! Our program has embraced such topics as Trusts, Franchises, Taxes, Wages, etc., and has also included several formal debates besides a general discussion on every subject studied. After reading the above, you might think that we are a bunch of spectacled professors of Economics, but we are not! We have had many good times in the past year. Several hikes and parties, besides the usual semiannual, broke the monotony of the school year, and everyone had a good time. And now for some boasting! Our club was, as usual, well represented on the victorious debating team. We have had representatives on the Annual board, in the school play, in the commencement excercises, and in everything of importance that has happened in the school. Alumni night we gave a burlesque on the Russian Ballet, Cleopatra”, of which we have a perfect right to be proud. Here’s to the Scarabaean! May it ever be an honor to East Tech. FALL TERM Clarence Saxton_____ Earl Hershberger____ William Jordan_____ Floyd Rickert_______ Mr. D. J. Schaefer JUNE 1918 Elmer Brooks O. Leonard Carlsen Albert Erickson Kingsley Fankhauser Louis Finch Russell Fish Elmer Folk Robert Halsall Donald Hayden Earl Hershberger William Jordan OFFICERS ____Presidents....... ...Vice President.... ____Secretary________ .....Treasurer...... FACULTY MEMBERS Mr. R. A. Collins MEMBERS Morris Rask Clarence Saxton Bernard Yearley JUNE 1919 Robert Donley Edward Holmes Russell Shepherd Raymond Wilcox Donald Wyatt FEBRUARY 1919 Alfred Draper Homer Herron SPRING TERM . ..William Jordan ... Bernard Yearley ...Carl Hinz ___Earl Hershberger Mr. E. G. Heinmiller Carl Hinz Elmer Juhnke Roger Kastning Floyd Rickert FEBRUARY 1919 Lawrence Byer Melvin Devine John Durstine Allen Ford George Ledl William Lindsay KKLMSCOT CLUB THE JUNE BUG 93 THE KELMSCOT CLUB The Kelmscot is a literary club of East Technical. Its purpose is to benefit and encourage girls who are interested in literary work. Our high school provides only a three-year English course so the Klemscot endeavors to fill the gap for the senior girl by furnishing a means of further literary study. The membership qualifications are a high English average, no flunks the preceeding term and II B or A points. Candidates are voted into the club. Since the existence of the Kelmscot, its activities have been numerous, but always with the literary standpoint in view. It has given a playlet for auditorium exercises every year. It was represented at the Alumni reunion in 1917 by a sketch entitled “A Romance of The Red Woods.” At Christmas time the girls, deserting the pencil for the needle, outfitted two little fatherless tots with clothes and toys. During the fall term modern writers and their works were discussed. The study and realistic presentation of sketches taken from well known books furnished a delightfully interesting spring program. This year the Kelmscot introduced a new feature into the social life of East Technical, a get acquainted” party for ID girls. Since this event the freshmen gaze less strangely at us; in fact they regard us as almost human and so we feel repaid. This introduction party will be a bi-annual affair in charge of the Kelmscot girls. The Club owes much of its success for the year’s work to the spirited interest of its faculty advisors, Miss Martha Collings and Miss Edith Teagle. OFFICERS FALL TERM SPRING TERM Mary Tobin...................... President................. Mary Tobin Esther Schurdell.............. Vice President,._ Esther Schurdell Hazel Rugg...................... Secretary............. Hazel Rugg Alice Wood----------- . Treasurer_______________Margaret Halter FACULTY MEMBERS Miss Martha Collings Miss Edith Teagle FEBRUARY 1918 Alice Bellamy Helen Bender Eloise Cross Gertrude Frank Esther Fisher Edna Hanket Lucy Heilman Florence Hull Lucile Schaefer MEMBERS JUNE 1918 Evelyn Evans Barbara Grossman Millie Lavignia Hazel Rugg Esther Schurdell Helen Slowey Mary Tobin Helen Vosatka Gertrude Wesley Alice Wood AUGUST 1918 Helen Marco Louise Stone Edith Kelly JUNE 1919 Doris Davies Margaret Halter Letitia Wallace OFFICERS FALL TERM BenjaminGuhl....... ..President... Donald Hayden______ Vice-President. Walter Eichelberg.....Secretary- . MEMBERS FEBRUARY 1918 Donald Hayden Morris Rask THE “HI-Y CLUB SPRING TERM ...Benjamin Guhl .. Harry Leo ...Walter Eichelberg JUNE 1918 Franklin C. Douda Walter A. Eichelberg Carl F. Gaertner Maurice L. Hendricks Earl Hershberger Harry M. Leo Harry H. Lymann Beryl S. Smith AUGUST 1918 Ove Carlsen Benjamin Guhl Louis Finch Manley A. Lawrence Floyd A. Rickert Richard L. Rice FEBRUARY 1919 Milton Benes Joe L. Schafer JUNE 1919 James A. Gregson Edward H. Stief Donald Sevebeck Jesse E. Titus 95 THE JUNE BUG THE “HI-Y” CLUB BENJAMIN GUHL The Hi-Y” club was organized to maintain and extend throughout the school and community high standards of Christian character. It attempts to attain this purpose by bringing home to young men the practical side of living clean. In all its endeavors this organization does not attempt to check youthful impulses; rather it encourages them, seeking only to direct these impulses. Each Thursday night, the evening of meeting, all members come prepared for a good time, and seldom it is that they leave disappointed. The organization is composed of real “live wires” —young men who are interested in the many and complex problems which confront youths of the High School age. Much assistance and many valuable suggestions have been gained by listening to such speakers as: President Charles F. Thwing of Western Reserve University; David Teachout, a Y. M. C. A. secretary from Fort Benjamin Harrison; and Robert E. Lewis, General Secretary of the Cleveland Y. M. C. A. In the spring of each year, the club has a frolic or party which is the big social event on the “Hi-Y” calendar. On this occasion, alumni and active members meet and mix for an evening of good time. No small measure of the even-ing’sentertainmentisdue to the presence of the young lady friends of the members who come as the honored guests of the club. The “Hi-Y” club appreciates the kindness of the East Technical girls who during the past year have given their assistance in serving the Thursday evening supper. The fact that East Technical girls were serving has proved an infallible drawing card. Each night after the supper and address, the different school organizations which comprise the larger “Hi-Y” club adjourn to their respective classrooms, where they are given practical Bible instruction. Much of the success of this year’s club is due to the splendid efforts of our adult member, Mr. E. Pennington, who has given the members interesting and instructive Bible talks. May they and the ideals of the organization never be forgotten, even after each member has entered the long list of the Alumni. FRESHMEN-SOPHOMORE Hl-Y” CLUB Last March the Freshman—Sophomore “Hi-Y” Club was launched with a charter membership of ten. It is under the jurisdiction of, and is an auxiliary of the Senior organization. The members come together on Wednesday nights, meeting in conjunction with a similar Central High club under the leadership of Carl Hauser of Western Reserve. An occasional swim or feed as well as the open discussion in class serves as an incentive to active membership. All Freshman and Sophomores of East Technical High School in good standing are eligible for membership. OFFICERS President....... Vice-President. _ Secretary....... Treasurer_____ Faculty Member ......Otis Maxwell Salvator Demaioribus Robert Hinderstein ___Henry Koplovitz ______Emil Wydman CHIPPENDALE CLUB Charles Sivon JUNE 1918 Sam Cohen Salvator Demaioribus Leslie Frye Henry Koplovitz Edwin Lewis Frank Prusa Joseph Steiner MEMBERS AUGUST 1918 Sam David Leroy Elker Robert Hinderstein Nathan Levitt Otis Maxwell FEBRUARY 1919 Victor Goldstein John Haas Robert Hauth Oswald Reinke Clarence Fisher JUNE 1919 Alexander Wheeler THE JUNE BUG 97 THE SCARAB FOUR LESTER MEIER The Scarab Four quartet was organized in the fall term of ninteen-seven-teen for the purpose of bettering the vocal talents of the boys. They first appeared before the school at the “Twilight Concert” given by Mr. Jones .An attractive number was furnished by them at the Alumini Banquet. Hardly any dance at school has been complete without a song or two by the “Scarab Four.” The boys have also furnished part of a program for auditorium exercises. On March twenty-ninth a concert was given by them at Northfield, Ohio, which proved a great success. The quartet has received help from Mr. Davis. East Tech’s former teacher of music, but it owes a great part of its success to the hard work and personal effort of the individual members. Tho two of its members graduate in June, the Scarab Four will continue under the sama name in memory of the dear old school in which it originated. MEMBERS First Tenor, June 1919............................ ._Val Sauerwein Second Tenor, June 1918.............. .Albert M. Erickson, President First Bass, June 1918..____________________________ Lester F. Meier Second Bass, June 1919.................. Robert C. Donley, Treasurer MECHANICAL DRAWING CLUB OFFICERS President........ Vice-President.. Secretary _______ T reasurer....... Faculty Member ___Axel Fyhr Frank Tishler Daniel Schiely ...James Ross J. G. Matthews FEBRUARY 1918 Axel Fyhr Edward Gottermeyer James Ross JUNE 1918 Hyman Adelstein Edward Cabalek Travis Cousins Martin E. Dawson Russel Fish Hans Jos. Grebe Frank Hejduk Earl Hershberger Otto Kvet Lawrence Macan Dainel Schiely F. F. Schlitt Bob C. Smith Frank Tishler Robert Wattleworth AUGUST 1918 Niel Gartshore FEBRUARY 1919 W. H. Cameron Albert Senning Chas. Vosimik JUNE 1919 Donald Sevebeck FEBRAITRY 1920 Ernest Noetzel Gustave Ristau THE JUNE BUG 99 THE FRIENDSHIP CLUB MARIE BEAL “Those who joy would win, must share it, Happiness was born a twin.” Our aim is to carry out this motto. We have expressed it in different ways. One was to share our abundance with the needy at Christmas time. We had a popcorn sale with profits enough to aid charity in a time of need. We always look forward with great pleasure to our joint meetings at the Y. W. C. A. At these meetings we see our friends from the East, Glenville, Heights, and Central Clubs and have a supper-conference at which we suggest, discuss and accept various plans to further the developement of service, and to increase effort for good scholarship among our fellow-students. To become a member of our Friendship Club means to pledge your best means of service in helping the other girl to be her worthiest at all times. OFFICERS President ............... Vice-President. __....... Secretary.................. Treasurer................ Faculty Representative. . Y. W. C. A. Representative _____Elsie Kroupa .Margaret Halter .....Marie Beal .Hannah McGuire Miss Ruth Collings _____Miss Dissette MEMBERS FEBRUARY 1918 Masie Schoger JUNE 1918 Eleanor Clark Marion Corcoran Rhea Donley Florence Hampshire Kathryn Holley Gladys Judge Millie Lavigna Alice Reddy Bertha Tancek FEBRUARY 1919 Mildred Badger Marie Beal Eloise Cross Gertrude Frank Leora Goerss Kathryn Green Margaret Halter Helen Heiniger Florence Hull Irene Judson Elsie Kroupa Hannah McGuire Marguerite Rider Fern Schwind Louise Stone Ruby Strand JUNE 1919 Helen Bender Lillian Eisenmann Wilhelmina Franck Hilda Gross Flossie Heidtman Florence Webber FREEMAN WRECKERS THE JUNE BUG 101 FREEMAN WRECKERS ROBERT J. HALSALL HARRY H. LYMAN The Freeman Wreckers,”—Gee what a funny name! Why didn’t they make it Freeman’s Live Wires”? Well, judge for yourself after reading this. Before the new electrical laboratory was finished, the fellows who were taking Electrical Construction at that time were given the job of wrecking the old Lab.” At the same time they were thinking of organizing a club with the intention of going in for wireless telegraphy and experimental work and so, taking their cue from the job, they wished on” the club the name of Freeman’s Wreckers.” Although the wireless set has been dismantled, it does not, by any means, check the enthusiasm of the club. This year’s snappy program, leading off with an electrical ‘hop’, with moonlight and a jazz band, followed by a series of exceedingly interesting educational lectures given by Dr. H. Loose on the use of the X-ray and the important part played by electricity in the medical world, shows that the club is growing stronger each term. The initiation of the Wreckers To Be” for the spring semester was held in Room 218. Applicants who succeeded in reaching the operating table” had some shocking experiences after which they were cooled off by a soothing mixture of shaving soap and rouge, gently applied by a husky Wrecker. The Freeman Wreckers challenged the clubs of the school through the Weekly Scarab and no one accepted the challenge but the Agriculture Club which handed them a defeat. The club expects to win honors in other sports. OFFICERS JohnMaier................... President____ Oliver Henderson.......... _ .Secretary___ CharlesLemr............. Treasurer ... Vernon Rensel_____________Seargent-at-Arms M.T. Freeman..............Faculty Member. George Petersen Harry Lyman Frank Brown Dominic-Trivison . M. T. Freeman FEBRUARY 1918 Herman Grundstein Oliver Henderson Charles Lemr John Maier Frank Mantkowski Danial Marsalek Vernon Rensel Ladimir Svoboda JUNE 1918 Frank Belles Kingsley Fankhauser Robert Halsall MEMBERS Clifford Hood John Kelly William Maerkle Harry Mendelsohn Charles Schoen AUGUST 1918 Wilfrid Fitzgerald Abe Goldberg Samuel Glassman FEBRUARY 1919 George Adams Bjarne Bergquist Edward Friedman Arthur Grossberger Elmer Juhnke Frank Jambor Yaro Kulas Gustav Schoch Otto Svatba George Temple Ori Yudelevitz JUNE 1919 Mose Lefkowitz Raymond Schulze 102 THE JUNE BUG THE CHEMISTRY CLUB BERNARD YEARLEY The Chemistry Club was organized in 1914 for the purpose of increasing the interest of the boys in chemistry. We hope to accomplish this in a large measure this year by a thorough study of the chemical factors in this war. Gas warfare, explosives, etc., will be the topics under discussion. But don’t think that all the activities of the club are confined to chemical subjects. Several ’’feeds” and initiations broke the monotony ot last term. Much of the success of the club is due to the untiring efforts of the faculty member, Mr. Adell, who has aided the club in all of its activities. Our organization has grown better every year, and we hope it will never cease to be anything but a credit to East Technical. FALL TERM Howard Russell Clarence Saxton Edward Chrzanowski James V. King Elmer G. Folk Mr.J. A. Adell FEBRUARY 1918 Edward Chrzanowski Elmer G. Folk Howard Russell Clarence Saxton Floyd Schultz JUNE 1918 Albert Erickson Philip Goodman William Jordan Frank Krause OFFICERS ... President . Vice-President Secretary Treasurer. Sergeant-at-Arms Faculty Member.. MEMBERS Ralph Lawrence George L. Lucas William Morse Herbert Nack Leo Schultz Bernard Yearley AUGUST 1918 Milton Benes Joseph Hlusin Irwin Horwitz James V. King SPRING TERM Bernard Yearley James W. King George L. Lucas Joseph Hlusin Frank Krause .....Mr.J. A. Adell Otto Krejzl Arthur Tumpach JUNE 1919 Robert R. Tracht Russell Shepherd FEBRUARY 1920 Mervin Devine Homer E. Dorr Homer Lawrence William G. Lindsay run: junk hug 103 THE GOTHANIAN CLUB On October 23,1917, the Gothanian Club was organized for the purposes of bringing together all pupils taking Architectual drawing at East Technical and of promoting the interest of its members in the study of Architecture. With these aims in mind, the members elected as their officers Paul Carnahan, President, Carl Baer .Vice-President and Carl Eckley, Secretary and T reasurer. The success of the Club is due largely to these officers and to Mr. Hill, faculty member, who have devoted much time and effort to making the meetings attractive. The members were fortunate in obtaining some interesting speakers, a-mong whom were Miss Ruth Codings and Miss Penfield, who addressed them on subjects pertaining to Architecture. The club is unanimously resolved to make its future enterprises worthy of note. Its motto is “Watch Us Grow.” OFFICERS Paul Carnahan Carl Baer______ Carl Eckley____ Mr. Hill....... FEBRUARY 1918 Howard Ambrose Carl Baer Max Klein JUNE 1918 Arthur Bluhm Paul Carnahan ................President ....Vice-President Secretary and Treasurer ........ Faculty Member MEMBERS Carl Eckley A. T. Lipera Leo Sogolovitz FEBRUARY 1919 E. Friedlander Sanford Phillips Douglas Webster JUNE 1919 Stephen T. Rose FEBRUARY 1920 George Goodman TELUTSA CLUB JUNE 1918 Katherine Beckenbach Thelma Brandis Florence Brown Mary Butler Gertrude Cipra Sarah Emmerman Mabel Hammil Marie Kalabis Florence Kres Dorothy Kriz Eva Lederman Alice Reddy Jane Smith Violet Smith Phyllis Taggert Araminta Hudson Florence Young FEBRUARY 1919 Helen Bender Isabel Esterline Lucile Davis Lillian Fiala JUNE 1919 Marian Luikart 105 THE JUNE BUG TELUTSA CLUB BERTHA TANCEK The members of the East Technical Telutsa Club used to spend their time in living up to the name which the club bears, by weaving Indian baskets of all kinds. But since everyone is “doing his bit” to help beat the Kaiser, we feel it our duty to knit for the Red Cross instead of making fancy, fascinating articles. Until this term, there had not been more than our faculty members and ten or eleven girls in the club. But in one semester we made eighteen sweaters, two pairs of wristlets, seven helmets and three scarfs. This term more of the much-needed knitted goods will be produced because the size of the club has now increased two fold. On Wednesday afternoon, once in two weeks, after school, knitting bags of various sizes, shapes and hues emerge from behind our long narrow locker doors, and we gather in our home-like meeting place, the model apartment, where we knit, talk, sing, and laugh. As we are a newly reorganized club, we have not as yet had ice cream, punch or cookies with which other clubs boast to satisfy their cavities. But sh! h! h! hist! We have our eats, too. Near the close of our meeting (if you take heed) you may see a girl slip out of the room, run down to Ma’s,” and return soon swingingabulging paper bag. Only the buyer knows its contents. It is an exciting moment when Miss Clendon opens the bag. After it has been passed around and has become nothing more than waste paper, each girl contentedly munchesapretzel or licks the last bit of chocolate from her fingers. In order to continue our good work in knitting, we are planning to meet regularly this summer at the homes of our members. OFFICERS President....... Vice-President . Secretary....... Treasurer_______ Faculty Member .Katherine Green ____Elizabeth Etz Bertha E. Tancek ..Mildred Lavigna ....Miss Clendon THE SOCRATIAN SOCIETY THE JUNE BUG 107 THE SOCRATIAN LITERARY SOCIETY JOE BELTZ HANS JOS. GREBE No doubt, one of the aims of every high school club is to furnish its members a jolly time. While this is probably no less true of the Socratian than it is of any of the other organizations in East Technical, we should like the reader to understand that one of the chief purposes of our club is to serve the rest of the school in as efficient and beneficial a manner as possible. From the time the club was first organized in 1911, the latter aim has been very evident. At that time, East Technical had no regular debating coach and depended entirely on the Socratian to furnish experienced speakers for the debating team. That was the only way, in fact, in which East Technical stayed on the debating map. After a regular debating coach was appointed for the high school, try-outs for the team were held outside of this club, although the Socratian continued to supply experienced debaters for the team. This last year, however, the spirit of working for the common good has taken hold of the members to an increased degree. The school Thrift Stamp Campaign, this spring, was brought to a climax by a Thrift Stamp Party, on April 4, planned and given by the Socratian. The net proceeds of this party were invested in War Saving Stamps and turned over to the school treasurer who will collect the money in 1923 and put it into the John Koral” fund, from which money is loaned to needy pupils to enable them to stay in school and complete their courses. That the club may always be active and extend a wholesome influence throughout the school is the sincere wish of all of its members. FALL TERM Howard Ambrose. Ray McFarlin____ Donald Sevebeck.. John Sidley...... Mr. C. B. Tremper FEBRUARY 1918 Howard C. Ambrose Telfer Cunningham Floyd Schultz John Sidley JUNE 1918 Martin Bender Travis Cousins Hans Jos. Grebe Ray McFarlin Lester Meier OFFICERS ....President_______ -- Vice-President... .. .. Secretary..... ____Treasurer....... ..Faculty Member____ MEMBERS Joseph Mulach George Vondrasek Robert Wattleworth AUGUST 1918 Benjamin Guhl FEBRUARY 1919 Wm. Allen Joe Beltz Ozro Bryant Alfred Kunz SPRING TERM _.. Donald Sevebeck ---Hans Jos. Grebe Thomas McWatters -----Ray McFarlin -Mr. C. B. Tremper Manly Lawrence Rodney Rankin Cecil Titus JUNE 1919 Frank Rouge Donald Sevebeck Val Sauerwein FBERUARY 1920 William Beale Emory Durstine EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA THE JUNE BUG 109 EAST TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA No one is at East Technical very long before he becomes aware that the school has an orchestra—and an orchestra of no little merit. Throughout the year numerous entertainments given in the school have been made more attractive by the participation in them of the orchestra. At a twilight concert given in December, a large part of the program was furnished by the members of this musical organization. Music for the operetta, “The Rose Maiden,” presented by about one hundred and fifty pupils of the school, was rendered by the orchestra. At the production of The Taming of the Shrew” in March and of the playlet “For France” given as an auditorium exercise in December, suitable selections were played. The members feel that much of their success this year has been due to the efforts of Mr. G. J. Jones who came to East Technical High School last Ssptembar as musical director. He has attempted to increase its musical activities by having the orchestra play at entertaiments not directly connected with the school. Last February it provided the music at an educational lecture at the Hotel Winton, and in March it took part in a patriotic program which was given at the Opera House. NORA CONWAY MEMBERS Mr. G. J. Jones, Director VIOLINS Florence Hull Frank Krause William Hargett HORN Carl Eisenmann CLARINET Carmelo Avelloe BASS J. W. Vickerman DRUMS Leo Schultz ORGAN Lillian Eisenmann PIANO Nora Conway Charlotte Mann Louis Toth CELLO Otis Maxwell Benjamin Prucha Carl Richter George Petznick Lucille Schaefer Carleton Cook BARITONE Capretta Nicolas CORNET A. Lipera Raymond Hightower Charles Dasmik Edward Flanders Oliver Haserodt THE ANNUAL BOARD THE JUNE BUG 111 ANNUAL BOARD William Jordan....................................... Editor-in-Chief George Petersen......._ .......................... Business Manager Marion Corcoran......................... Assistant Business Manager Marietta Hyde Louis O. Maines Elizabeth Sudborough. .Faculty Members SENIOR COMMITTEE Mary Tobin ...... Franklin Douda Gladys Judge ...... Martin Bender BOYS’ SHOPS Thomas McWatters .......................................... Editor Christian Streich............._........................ Assistant GIRLS’ SHOPS Helen Robinson................................................ Editor Araminta Hudson .......................................... Assistant LITERATURE Mary Butler....................................................... Editor Elsie Kroupa __________ .. Assistant SOCIETIES Hans Grebe........................................................ Editor Hannah McGuire ........................................... Assistant ATHLETICS Jack Parker ............................ Cecil Titus...... . __________________ JOKES Carl Hinz __________________________ Elma Krause __________________________ .. Editor Assistant ... Editor Assistant ART John Burgess............................................ Editor Ove Carlson _________________________________________ Assistant The Annual Board feels that several names not officially on its membership list must stand on this particular page. Werealize that we probably should not be here at all if it were not for Mr. Webster’s kindly assistance. Mr. Wyd-man and Mr. Hill, our official photographers have posed countless “subjects” for us. Miss Grant has materially assisted in the literary department, for all of which, our hearty thanks! Among the students, John Marek and Peter May have been especially helpful. Mr. Kennedy has given his advice and suggestions to the Art Editors. For all cooperation and assistance rendered, the Annual Board extends grateful acknowledgement—Editor’s Note. 112 THE JUNE BUG 1917-1918 DEBATING TEAM R. A. Collins. Coach Thomas McWatters Earl Hershberger, Alternate William Jordan Bernard Yearley DEBATING AT EAST TECHNICAL THOMAS MCWATTERS EARL HERSHBERGER East Technical’s success the past few years has not been confined to the winning of football and basketball championships, but it has included victories in debating as well. Our start in debating wasn’t very conspicuous but in the last three years we have made a record to be proud of, having won five of our last six debates. When the fall term began last year, a class in special debating was organized. The class was composed of twenty-three boys and girls who had done the best work in IIB debating English. The team for the year was to be picked from this class. But since girls are ineligible for Interscholastic Debating, the competition narrowed down to the seventeen boys in the class. This class kept the atmosphere in a super-heated condition for one period each day on every kind of subject from Woman Suffrage” to” Wilsons’ Mexican Policy”. After several weeks of general debating, tryouts were held, and members of the faculty decided that Bernard Yearley, William Jordan, Thomas McWatters and Earl Hershberger did the best work. The first three composed the team proper and the last one was alternate. After this tryout, which was held in the auditorium, Mr. Lake congratulated Mr. Collins on his fine work with the boys. THE JUNE BUG 113 The team then indulged in a little (?) hard work in preparation for the debate with Commerce, a school which had not lost a debate in seven years. Commerce came; they saw the biggest crowd that ever heard an Interscholastic debate in Cleveland, but they did not conquer. Rather, they were beaten by a unanimous decision. Our team convinced the judges that we should have military training in the Cleveland High Schools. The same team then began preparation for the debate with another school holding a good record, namely, Lincoln. This time our team “went over”, underwent a”gas attack” and again conquered by a unanimous decision,this time proving to the satisfaction of the judges that a test such as Lincoln proposed was a test for learned scholars, and not for Aliens”. Alhough the team “brought home the bacon” in each case, much credit should go to Mr. Collins. He is too modest to admit it, but he does not have to, because the team as well as everyone else knows it anyway. That Mr. Collins’ ability as a debating coach is unquestioned is shown by the fact that this year’s team has had challenges from Shaw, Detroit, Buffalo, and Indianapolis. William Jordan, Thomas McWatters and Bernard Yearley received fobs for their first term on the team and rings for their second. Earl Hershberger, alternate, received a fob. The team wants to thank Mr. Collins for the banquet which they received as a reward for beating Commerce; and they also want to thank those who attended the debates, and helped in other ways to make the past year a successful one. In conclusion, we hope that debating will receive even greater support next year, and during the years to come. GIRLS OF THE SPECIAL DEBATING CLASS Left to right, top row:—Elsie Kroupa, Gladys Judge, Florence Young. Left to right, bottom row:—Helen Robinson, Marian Corcoran, Kathryn Holley. 114 THE JUNE BUG TAMING OF THE SHREW” For the annual East Tech play this year, a cut version of Shakespeare’s “Taming of the Shrew” was presented on the nights of March 15 and 16,1918. The play was under the direction of Miss Ethel M.Parmenter of the English Department, who heard tryouts, selected students for parts and trained the cast in stage business. Scenery, properties, and costumes were designed by Miss Louise Maloney, her plans being carried out by teachers and students in various shop and trade departments. In spite of war time distractions the play was a notable success and netted the school fund $399.00. The following cast of characters distinguished themselves as amateur actors: PETKUCHIO, A Rich Young Gentleman of Verona................. . .Bernard Yearley BAPTISTA MINOLA. A Rich Old Gentleman of Padua............. Kingsley Fankhauser A MUSIC MASTER........................................ Max North KATHERINE. Daughter to Baptiste............................. ..Gladys Judge BIONDELLO, Servant to Baptista. .. .... Willard Lowry GRUMIO. Servant to Petruchio.................................. Carl Hinz CURTIS. An Old Woman..... ................................. .Theodore Appel ... .Joseph Irwin Clarence Beyer Arthur Schurdell . .William Morse ____ Dave Russell . Charles Vaigl ... . Paul Steiner A TAILOR.......................................................Arno Cooks LADIES...............Nora Conway, Marian Corcoran. Esther Schurdell. Halcyon Parker GENTLEMEN..................Benson Mcllrath. James Russell. Evert Johnson. Peter May NATHANIEI...................y GABRIEL..... ............. ) GREGORY........... ADAM... ... ............ WALTER ... v RALPH ..................... I A COOK.....-............... ' Servants at Petruchio’s Country House 115 THE JUNE BUG ALUMNI REUNION ETHEL M. PARMENTER Owing to the unusual conditions prevailing this year, the Annual Alumni Reunion took the form of a benefit entertainment, instead of a supper and hop, as in previous years. The program of the evening was a development of two ideas: the first, to collect as much information as possible about absent graduates, especially those following the flag; and second, a desire on the part of the East Tech faculty and students to help keep East Tech Alumni spirit burning in spite of our absent boys. The Palladium girls addressed, and sent out, over one thousand letters announcing the program including the following features; 1—Reunion Reception, East Tech auditorium, 8.00 o’clock, P. M., December 21st, 1918. 2.—Reports of items of interest concerning absent graduates by class secretaries. 3—Vaudeville program presented by senior clubs of East Tech. 4. —Informal hop in gymnasium. 5. - All money collected at door and money spent for school calendars on this evening to be sent to Y.M.C. A. fund for comfort of “our boys” in camp. When the plan was explained, several teachers volunteered to help col-ect information for class reports, and the response was very generous. During the first hour of the evening about three hundred graduates reported to the various class headquarters. Here each was welcomed by the assisting faculty member, class secretary, and a joyous reception and “talk fest” followed and information was collected in addition to that already gathered regarding absent classmates. Presently the meeting was called to order by Principal Chas. H. Lake, who introduced Mr. Braunlich.of the class of 1909, as chairman for the evening. He, in turn, called to the platform secretaries from the various classes who read or told their reports for the benefit of all. A happy rivalry was noticed, each class trying to show more achievements by its members, more soldiers, nurses, etc., than the next class could show. One interesting feature of the reports was the reading of telegrams, and letters from officers, privates, and nurses in the various camps. Such messages came from Washington, Allentown, Camp Sherman, Camp Pike, Camp Custer, Waco, Texas, and Camp Sheridan. One can imagine the enthusiasm when the following telegram from Camp Sheridan was read: Forty-six East Tech volunteers will banquet together tonight in honor of East Tech Alumni Reunion. ” After the class reports, came the entertainment offered by the senior clubs. Each society presented some original surprise stunt. The Art Study Club posed some living pictures while the Socratian furnished a musical quartet and a humorous dialogue. The “Ag Club” gave a jolly imitation of the “Follies”, followed by an original pantomime by the Kelmscot Club. After this, a clever “take off” of a class recitation was presented by the Chem Club. The Palladium gave a Doll Shop at night, and Louis Toth delighted every one with an imitation of the magician Keller. The last number was a clever burlesque of the Cleopatra act of the Russian ballet, worked out by the Scarabaean Society. Only one thing was wrong, either the evening was too short, or the clock too fast, or people too slow in coming; at any rate, the time left for the hop was all too brief. Every one was sorry to have to go home and a check for $lf)0 was sent to the Y. M. C. A. THE SCARAB BOARD THE JUNE BUG 117 THE WEEKLY SCARAB LAURA STANLEY The Weekly Scarab of East Technical High School, which helps to unify the school by telling one half what the other half is doing, is a four or six page newspaper, written and printed by the pupils of the school. Each pupil registered in the journalism course receives full technical credit for the work, or five credits for ten hours’ work, the newspaper giving the course its practical value. G. H. Taylor instucts the class in newspaper theory three times a week. A study is made of the leading newspapers of the country. Miss Clara C. Ewalt is in charge of the writing of the news for the Scarab, on Monday and Tuesday afternoons, the eighth, ninth and tenth periods, or until the work is finished. Some reporters have regular 'Teats”. All report to the editor for assignments. Travis Cousins corresponds to the city editor on a city newspaper. He is responsible for covering the news, for the quality of the stories turned in by his staff, and for the “make-up” of the paper. The Scarab is made up on Wednesday in the print shop with the aid of J. A. Webster and his assistant, David Barrish, and put on sale Thursday. The office is a tiny cubbyhole, reached by a narrow winding stairway on the second floor behind the stage, in the auditorium. Four reporters can with comparative (?) comfort work on the landing at the head of the stair; one may sit on the window ledge, one on the top stair, and two unusually lucky mortals on chairs with a board across their laps. When the door, labeled Annual T6,” is opened, one may see ten people of various girths and heights crowded around three drawing tables, with very wobbly standards. The editor is accorded the honor of a roll top desk. Miss Ewalt has a table (once in the reception hall of the model apartment). Mr. Taylor perches on a little four-legged stool. On a busy afternoon it is almost impossible to move without falling over some one’s compact anatomy. Signs calling for accuracy, and terseness, constant admonitions to hurry, and a real typewriter give the office local color. When Benjamin Guhl,advertising manager, secures sufficient advertising, a six page paper is issued. Many of this year's staff had worked on the Monthly Scarab, an excellent literary magazine, and they had to revise their system entirely when the Scarab became a weekly. Now they must work for simplicity, conciseness and force; they must watch their leads”; they must write proper heads”. Next year's staff will not have to combat the tendency to be literary” to such an extent. There is a great deal of hard work connected with this force. But there is a great deal of fun, also, and that is what we are all looking for. It is so informal and intimate, after the work is done, to sit around the office and talk—about all the subjects known to mankind, sometimes flippantly, sometimes seriously. Sometimes—very unusual times, to be sure—we think—but the nights that are most enjoyable to all of us are those on which we eat—eat “hot dog” sandwiches, chocolate cream squares or cough drops. Of course we talk while we eat. 118 THE JUNE BUG Finally, time warns us that we must go home,and we gather up the copy, turn out the lights, say good night, and stumble noisily down the black stairs. It is all over. We leave—tired but happy, knowing that the Scarab is finished for another week. SCARAB BOARD MEMBERS Travis Cousins........................................... Editor Hazel Rugg....................................... Associate Editor Kingsley Fankhauser......................... _.......Associate Editor Henry Petzinger.................................... Sports Editor STAFF REPORTERS Kathryn Bechenbach, Elmer Brooks. Mary Butler, Nora Conway, Katherine Dorn, Emory Durstine, Hans Jos. Grebe, Kathryn Holly, Walter Krein-heder, Esther Schurdell, Laura Stanley and Mary Tobin. BUSINESS STAFF Donald Sevebeck ..................................................Manager Manley Lawrence............................................. Circulation Earl Hershberger........................................... Circulation George Atkins.............................................. 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It was not a senate game, but they were old rivals, and we wanted to beat them. Fate and Lake-wood decided against it, and we got the short end of an 8-6 score. The next week started our senate season, the first game being with Glenville, whom we beat 45-0. That game gave us back our confidence, and when we played Shaw in our next game, we made up for some of the times they had beaten us, and trimmed them 12-0. The next week we played West in our second senate game, and left the field victors by a 13-0 score. Our hardest game of the season was scheduled for the next week when we were to meet West Tech, who tied us for the senate championship in 1916. We put in a hard week’s practice and on Saturday went to the field confident that they would know they were in a game before time was up. The field was three inches deep in mud and it rained hard during the whole game; but we did not slacken up, and as a result we beat them by the score 6-0. The next week we played South, and perhaps on account of over-confidence, we beat them by the small score of 7-0. So far we had not lost a senate game, and our hopes for the senate championship were rising, but we still had to play East, Central and Lincoln before we could claim the championship. Central, whom we played next had not been beaten yet, and the game loomed up as an even bigger one than that with Tech. Every man played his hardest, and through our team work and head work our old rivals weakened before our onslaught, and we won the game 7-0. We were taking no chances with East, with whom we played the next week, and although they had a fairly good team, we managed to beat them 20-0. Our last game of the season was with Lincoln whom we walloped 39-0 in a game played in two inches of snow. Thus ended our best chapter. 122 THE JUNE BUG VARSITY FOOTBALL INDIVIDUAL RECORDS PLAYERS GAMES QUARTERS AWARDS TOUCHDOWNS WEIGHT Mooney... .. 9 33 Ring 1 149 Botten 9 35 Sweater 160 T ruhlar... .. 9 30 Sweater 2 163 Bliss 9 36 Ring 1 156 Block .9 35 Ring 5 153 Finn .... .9 31 Sweater 148 Suchy 9 12 Sweater 145 Parker 8 25 Sweater 7 140 Edwards ....8 29 Sweater 157 Ave . .-..7 23 Sweater 200 Gibson _ 6 19 Sweater 150 Goldsword 6 11 Sweater 144 Blue _ 6 24 Watch Fob 4 160 Cobbledick 5 12 Ring 162 Denzer ... ...9 34 Ring 184 T racht 3 3 Pin 160 Draper 3 3 Pin 146 Kreinheder 2 2 Pin 165 Fussner 2 2 Pin 140 Anderson 1 1 Pin 150 Egermeyer 1 1 Pin 149 Cameron 1 1 Pin 141 MEMBERS OF TEAM Manager................................. Captain................................. Coach................................... FIRST YEAR MEN Ralph Blue..(3rd year)’19 M. Mooney. . (2nd year) ’18 Clarence Bliss_______’18 Gordon Cobbledick____’18 Fred Block............T9 Lester Denzer________'19 Jack Parker______'19 Frank Botten_____'19 Harold Ave.......'19 Francis Finn.....’20 Forrest Greenshields, ’19 Milton Mooney,'18 R. H. Gibson Arthur Suchy........'19 William Edwards.....'18 Ralph Goldsword.....'19 Dell Gibson.........'19 Robert Truhlar. _____18 East Tech 6. Lakewood 8 “ “ 45..Glenville 0 “ 12......Shaw 0 East Tech Total......... TEAM East Tech .............. Central................. South.. ________________ West Tech............... East____________________ West____________________ Glenville_______________ Lincoln................. RECORD OF GAMES East Tech 13.. West0 East Tech 7 . ..Central 0 “ “ 6.W. Tech 0 “ “ 20_______East 0 “ “ 7. ..South 0 “ “ 39 ...Lincoln 0 .....155 All Others Total................8 SENATE STANDING WON LST. TIED PR. CT. ....7 0 0 1000 ...6 1 0 857 ..4 3 0 571 . . 3 3 1 500 ...2 2 3 500 ...1 4 2 200 ...1 4 2 200 ...0 7 0 000 1917 FRESHMEN FOOTBALL TEAM 125 THE JUNE BUG SECOND TEAM FOOTBALL OF 1917 MEMBERS Coach, C. J. Link. Captain, George Duge. Rudolph Dean, Burt Bliss, William Beale, Raymond Satchell, Welcome Blue, Abe Camingcovitch, Justus Clinthorn, Harry Vinitzky, Myron Lewis. RECORD OF GAMES East Tech Seconds.............. .22 Shaker Heights................... 0 “ “ “ ..... 6 Shaw........................... 0 “ “ 13 Bedford ....................... 0 .......................... .. 6 Glenville.--_________________ .. 0 “ “ “ 0 West Tech..............-..........6 FRESHMAN FOOTBALL FOR 1917 MEMBERS Coach, J. D.Littlefield. Captain, George Fetzer. Ralph Cobbledick. William Arnold, Charles Cali, Wilford Badger, Frank Daw, John Behm, Nick De Corpo, Bert Berkowitz, Robert Edwards, Anthony Bellish, Joseph Fleshin, Yarn Kovarik, Lewis Medal, Elvin Matthews, Paul Schultz, John Trice, Harry Siegel. RECORD OF GAMES East Tech Freshmen.............. 0 Tech Sonhomores ...............6 “ “ ..18 West High.......................6 “ “ “ 0 U. S.. 12 “ “ “.................. 0 West Tech................. ....24 “ “ “............... 12 East_________________________ 0 TENNIS FOR 1917 Owing to rain and bad weather our tennis season for 1917 was not much of a success. Although we had a schedule planned, only five matches were played off and those were with Glenville. We won three sets of singles and one set of doubles, and lost one set of doubles. MEMBERS OF TEAM Captain, Milton Mooney, Chester Smith, Robert Gygli, Albert Kennard. 126 THE JUNE BUG YAk'.ITV BASKETBALL TEAM 1918 THE JUNE BUG 127 VARSITY BASKETBALL FOR 1918 The Basketball season of 1918 was the best we have had since 1913, when we won the senate title. With four of last year's letter men back, Coach Gibson had the foundation for a strong team, which he developed with his usual skill. The first game was a practice game with Cleveland Heights, and it proved to be a close one, the score ending 15 to 14 in our favor. Our first senate game was with East High. East had a weak team that played hard, but they were no match for Tech, the score being 24 to 7. We had to play Central the following week. They had not lost a game in three years, and we had no thought of beating them, but we made up our minds they would have to fight to win, and it was just that spirit that finally won for us, score 20 to 18. The next game was with Oberlin and was played at Oberlin, and because of our being unaccustomed to such a large floor, we were beaten, though not badly. The next week we defeated South 23-10, and the week after we won from Glenville 33-18. We met our Waterloo the following week, when Commerce beat us in one of the closest games ever played in the senate, the game continuing three extra periods. The finalscore was 16-15 in favor of Commerce. The three remaining games were won by a considerable margin. As a result of losing to Commerce, we tied with Central for the championship. MEMBERS OF TEAM Coach, R. H. Gibson. Manager, Robert Truhlar, ’18. Captain, Harry Neely, ’19. First Year Men: William Edwards, ’18, George Duge, ’19, William Jordan, '18. Second Year Men:—Milton Mooney, ’18, Mose Lefkowitz, ’19, Harry Neely, ’19, Emmett Gerity, ’19. RECORD OF GAMES East Tech ................... 15 Heights.... “ “ -.................. 24 East...... 41 -.....................23 West Tech .................... 20 Central___ “ “ -___________________ 14 Oberlin... “ “ 23 South .... “ “ .....................33 Glenville.. .................... 15 Commerce “ “ ......-............... 24 Lincoln... “ “ —-................. 23 Shaw...... “ “ .....................24 West...... SENATE STANDING TEAM won lost tied pct. East Tech....................................... 7 1 0 .875 Central.._______________________________________ 7 l 0 .875 Commerce........................................ 6 2 0 .667 .14 . 7 7 .18 .16 .10 .18 .16 .18 .10 .10 128 THE JUNE BUG SECOND TEAM BASKETBALL 1918 THE JUNE BUG 129 SECOND TEAM BASKETBALL Going through two seasons without being beaten by a senate team is the creditable record of our second team in basketball. The first game was with East on East’s floor, and the result of the game was a score of 27-8 in favor of Tech. The next week we played West Tech, and again we won an easy victory by a 25-13 score. Central followed, and it in turn bowed to a 23-11 defeat. The next game was with Chagrin Falls; it was only a practice game and was played on their two-by-four floor. Good alibi for us. The result was that we lost 27-23. Next came South, and we made up that defeat at the hands of Chagrin Falls by beating South 28-1. The next week we defeated Glenville 15-13 in our closest game of the season. Commerce followed and we won from them 17 9. Lincoln lost by a score of 30-6, and to finish with a flourish, we took West over, in our last game of the season, for a 21-10 defeat. MEMBERS OF TEAM Coach, R. H. Gibson. Captain, Jack Parker, ’19. Raymond Satchel), ’20, Merrill Olson,’18, Francis Finn,’20, William Beale,’19, Louis Epstein,’19, Louis Hare, ’18, Arthur Reck, ’19. RECORD OF GAMES East Tech Seconds...............27 East High.................... 8 “ “ “ ...............25 West Tech.................... 13 “ “ “ .............23 Central........................11 “ “ 23 Chagrin Falls______ . _________27 ............................. 28 South......................... 1 ” “ .............15 Glenville ...................-.13 ...............17 Commerce......._................9 “ “ “ ..............30 Lincoln........................ 9 “ “ “ .............21 West_____________________ ...10 FRESHMAN BASKETBALL FOR 1918 The freshman basketball team did not have a very long schedule, playing only one senate team. MEMBERS OF TEAM Coach, Niles Seymour. Captain, George Fetter. Joseph Fleshin, Bert Berkowitz, Charles Cali, Franklin Lewis, Wilford Badger, William C. Hughes. East Tech Freshmen RECORD OF GAMES 8 East Tech Freshmen _ __ .17 Jewish Orphans’ Home .14 East Tech Freshmen 13 East High Subs ... 17 East Tech Freshmen 7 Jewish Orphans’ Home 17 GYM CAPTAINS’ CLUB THE JUNE BUG 131 CHAMPION BASKETBALL TEAM ROOM 207 MEMBERS Burt Bliss, Martin Bender, Salvator De Maioribus, Dominic Trivison, James Trivison, Charles Cali, Peter Janusek. SCORES Preliminaries—207-9: 203-4. (Forfeited) 207-14: 218-1. 207-10: 214-0. 207-15: 214-1. Semi finals—207-20: 313-3. 207-16:117-5. 207-25:213-3. Finals—207-13: 107-8. 207-21: 107-1. VARSITY TRACK TEAM THE JUNE BUG 133 TRACK SEASON OF 1918 INTER-CLASS MEET 440 yard run: Beale, B; Titus, A; Ludwig, C; Vosnik, B; 64:2-5 sec. 880 yard run: Titus, D., A; Beale, B; Bushman, B; Jordan, A; 2 min., 28 sec. Mile: D. Titus, A; Beale, B; Lewis, B; Vosnik, B; 5 min., 28:3-5 sec. 25 yard dash: Horrocks, C; Berkowitz, C: Eichelberg, A; Fussner, B. 25 yard dash for small boys: Siefest, D; Happensack, D. Pole vault: Tischler, A, and Badger, D; Spurney,C; Buschman, B; 8m.2 sec. 25 yard hurdle: Fussner, B; Eichelberg, A; D. Titus, A; Smith, B. High jump: Fussner, B: Badger, D; Spurney, C; Cobbledick, C; 4 m. 11 sec. 220 yard dash: Horrocks, D; C. Titus, A; Berkowitz, C; Ludwig, C: 27 sec. Broad jump: Fussner, B; D. Titus, A; Eichelberg, A; Bliss, B; 17 min. 10:1-2 seconds. Relay: Seniors first. C. Titus, Kuntz, D. Titus, Eichelberg: 1 min. 26 seconds. Juniors second. Goldsword,C. Beyer, Bliss, Fussner. Sophomores third. Spurney, Ludwig, Tischler, Berkowitz. Total: Seniors 40; Juniors 37; Sophomores 22; Freshmen 16. INDOOR DUAL MEET WEST TECH, 254; EAST TECH, 781. Mile: Beale, East Tech; D. Titus, East Tech; Vosnik, East Tech; Brown, West Tech; 5 min. 14:2-5 seconds. Pole Vault: Spurney, East Tech; Bushman. East Tech; Tischler, East Tech; Cole, West Tech; 8 feet. 25 yard Dash: Berkowitz, East Tech; Horrocks, East Tech; Eichelberg, East Tech; Crangle, West Tech 3:2-5 sec. 28 yard Hurdle: Fussner, East Tech; Tischler, East Tech; Francis, W.Tech. 4:2-5 sec. Shot put: Shlete, West Tech; Christ, West Tech; Mcllrath, East Tech; Horrocks, East Tech. 35 ft. 9:1-4 in. 440 yard dash: C. Titus. East Tech; Beale, East Tech; Cole, West Tech; Chabek, West Tech; 61:3-5 sec. High jump: Fussner; East Tech; Hauschild, West Tech; Davis, West Tech; Spurney, East Tech. 5:1-2 feet. 220 yard dash: Horrocks. East Tech; Eichelberg, East Tech; C. Titus, East Tech; McCall, West Tech. 27:2-5 sec. Relay: Horrock, C. Titus, Eichelberg, Berkowitz, East Tech. 1 min. 23:2-5 seconds, tie record. Broad Jump: Fussner, East Tech; Crangle, West Tech; Eichelberg, East Teck; Chabek, West Tech; 17 ft. 7:14 in. 880 yard run; Shlete and Dornbrook, West Tech; Tompkins, West Tech; D. Titus, East Tech; 2 min. 23 sec. Fussner made 15 points, Horrocks, 9:14, Eichelberg, 9:14, Beale,8, C.Titus, 8:14, Spurney, 6:1 2, Berkowitz, 6:1-4, Tischler, 5, D. Titus, 4, Bukhman, 3, Mcllrath, 2, and Vosnik, 2. SWIMMING SEASON OF 1918 Our swimming team this year was not a striking success. Marshall Ralls is the only boy to make his letter. He made 3 points in the East Side Meet, 2 points in the University Meet, and 3 points in the Interscholastic Meet. Other point winners were Theodore Appel in plunging, and Carl Spurney in diving. 134 THE JUNE BUG - GIRLS' GYM CAPTAINS CLUB In the spring semester of 1918, the Girls’ Gym Captains were organized. The purpose of the club is to make the girls more proficient in certain lines of physical training, to train girls as leaders in regular gymnasium classes, and to promote high physical ideals and good habits of living and recreation. A meeting is held every Wednesday in the annex gymnasium. Part of the meeting is devoted to business and the rest to gymnasium work. The meetings of the spring semester are spent in preparing for the annual exhibition. Many hikes have been planned by the club and every member is wishing for nice weather. The captains act as assistants to Miss Chapman in the gymnasium classes. Though the Girls’ Gym Captains Club is newly organized, they have a decided chance at permanent organization, due both to the efforts of Miss Chapman and to the enthusiasm of the members. .....President Vice-President Treasurer .....Secretary Faculty Member ________Musician Johanna Uranker. Hannah McGuire. Mary Tobin...... Esther Schurdell Miss Chapman Nora Conway . FEBRUARY 1918 Masie Schoger JUNE 1918 Nora Conway Barbara Grossman Esther Schurdell Mary Tobin AUGUST 1918 Johanna Uranker FEBRUARY 1919 Margaret Halter Hannah McGuire Cecelia Tyler JUNE 1919 Doris Davies Dorothy Dettman Verna Dorr Lucy Heilman Marguerite Marco Helene Myers Halcyon Parker Lena Schneider Letitia Wallace FEBRUARY 1920 Gladys Gregory Hilda Judge Dorothy Miles Mary Schaefer JUNE 1920 Dorothy Jones Melinda Lindstadt Esther Wattleworth 136 THE JUNE BUG THE BELLS HAZEL RUGG It’d been a cold winter and that night it was awful cold, the coldest night we’d seen in a long time, the coldest an’ the clearest, an’ the stillest. Ma’d been sick so long we’d kinda taken fer granted her layin’ there in the parlor bedroom an’ us all eager an’ willin’ to wait on her. But thet night she seemed right pert, only kinda restless an' feverish, complainin’ o’ the quiet, ’cause there warn’t no snowflakes to watch the wind blow about outside her winder, an’ no sleighs whizzin’ by fer to guess who ’twas in ’em. Then she ’dared she could hear Jim Bondy’s cow amooin’, an’ his barn three miles down the road. Well, long ’bout six in the evenin’ she sent Pa an’ me an’ Dan out o’ her room. What’d I mean lettin’ Pa go a minute atter six without his supper, she said. I’d better go an’ git it right away ef I knew what was good fer myself. Anyway she’d rather have Mary set with her than the whole passel o’ us. Mary, crazy Mary everybody but us called her, was a kinda servant girl; did the scrubbin’ an’ heavy work thet I coudn’t do yet. So thet night we let Mary set with Ma an’ I got the supper. Ma wouldn’t eat a thing but she called out to us to talk loud so’s she could hear. Well, Pa surmised Ma was lonesome so he started talkin’ all ’bout the pianer he’d seen in the catalogue an’ wasgoin’ to git fer Ma next week so she’d hev to git well to play it. Ma laughed happy an careless. Yes”, she called out, an’ I’m goin’to be a diff’rent woman when I git up outa this bed. I’m agoin’ to sewin’ sacieties an’ whatever, an’ let you git your own meals.” THE JUNE BUG 137 Pa blinked his eyes's if the dim oY lamp light hurt ’em ’cause Doc Brown’d told us Ma’d maybe not git a chance to join them sewin’ sacieties. Then ol’ Mary laughed a kinda high up an’ shrill laugh she’s got. “Yes, you jest show ’em. Miz Elmer. You jest go ’bout heaps more n you hev an’ show ’em all. Too many folks in this town thinks you don’t go ’bout enough. Didn’t I hear Miz Pearl say on’y last year when Mr. Elmer wanted to drive you to the fair an’ you wouldn’t go: ‘Oh, poor Ellen’ll never go outside o’ her ten er so acres o’ land less ’n it’s her hearse ’ll take her’.” Pa’d tried to sign fer Mary t’ stop but he couldn’t motion, less ’n Ma’d see too, an’ he looked scared an’ anxious. But Ma laughed, on’y not so hearty this time. “I’ll show thet Jane Pearl, Mary,” she said. Then Pa went right on talkin’ ’bout the pianer an’ the new rig he’d got while Ma was sick. Atter a while Ma didn’t answer an’ we could hear a sorta faint little moanin’sound she always made when she slept, so we reckoned she’d gone off to sleep an’we all sat ’round the table awful still an’ somehow I didn’t want to red up the table though I could do it still’s a mouse an’ liked to, too. I don’t jest rightly r’member how long we’d been asettin’ there ’fore we heard the sleigh. It was cornin’ along the road awful slow fer sech a cold night an’ the bells on it didn’t jingle like Ma liked to hear ’em do. Instead they made a kinda slow ding-dong noise. Dan said Ma oughta be awake sos’ she could hear the bells but Pa frowned. “I’m 'fraid he’ll wake her up, whoever he is. He’s a fool to be out on sech a night an’ he’ll freeze himself an’ his horse ef he keeps on at thet pace.” Now the bells sounded’s if the sleigh’d passed the bend in the road an’ was cornin’ straight past our house. “Wonder if it could be Sam Perkins come to see ’bout buyin’ thatol mare o’ mine,” Pa whispered an’ tiptoed out to the front door. Atter a minute or two he called: Dan!” an’ it didn’t sound like Pa at all; his voice was all kinda scared an’ shivery. Then Dan went out too an’ I could hear ’em whisperin’ together an’ then I heard 'em run aroun’ to the other side o’ the front room to look outathe winder on the other end o’ the long road, I s’posed. Then they came back an’ jest to look at their faces made little shivers up an' down my back, an’ made my teeth chatter like they did when I had ague two years ago. But I wanted to know, so I ran to the front door. I could hear the bells plainer now an’ s’posed they must be jest a piece from our gate. Then I pushed back the curtain an’ looked out. There was the wide road stretchin’ ’long, white an’ most’s light’s day. The whole road’s fur’s I could see was empty! There warn’t no sleigh in front of our house. There warn’t no sleigh but I could hear the bells an' the horse's hoofs an' the creakin’ like the sleigh was old. I ran 'roun’ to the side winder an’ looked out. Sure it must be cornin’ up that end o' the road. But there warn’t no sleigh an' still I could hear the bells gettin’ closer an’ closer. 138 THE JUNE BUG I ran back to Pa an’ Dan an’ we all sat there still, waitin’ fer somethin’ awful to happen. The bells was real close now. Seemed like the sleigh thet warn’t no sleigh was backin’ right up to our front door an’ Pa’s fingernails dug inter my shoulder, but I couldn’t cry out. Then all of a sudden the bells stopped an’ I was jest goin’ to take a deep breath when they started up again. We could hear’ em plain as anythin’ an’ the creakin’ too on’y now it was going’ away an’ the bells kep’ gettin fainter an’ fainter. It must o’ jest been making th’ turn in th’ road when ol Mary screamed, the horriblest scream you’ve ever heard. We all run in Ma’s room, an there was Mary bendin’ over Ma an’ shakin’ her an’ Ma layin’ there so white an’ still. She’d been asleep, Mary had, an’ when she woke up an’ touched Ma’s hand ’twas’s cold’s ice. ’Twas the day o’ Ma’s funeral, an’ Pa an’ me an’ Dan sat beside her coffin in th’ parlor. Pa hates th’ smell o’ tuberoses an’ ol’ Mr. Green’d sent ever so many from his greenhouse. The minister and th' rest o’ th’ folks was whisperin’and mumblin’ out in th’ hall an’ settin’-room. Pa set with his head in his hands, never lookin’ up. Seems like we’d been waitin’ a long time ’fore we heard the sleigh. Twas cornin’along the road awful slow,an’the bells on it didn’t jingle; they jest made a kinda slow ding-dong noise. I could hear the horses’ hoofs an’ the creakin’ like the sleigh was old. They come closer an’ closer all the time, and then I could hear’em stoppin' and backin’ right up to our front door. Pa an' Dan jest sat there, but I got up to see what it was. I pushed back the stiff lace curtain and looked out o' the parlor winder. An ’ there was Ma's hearse come to take her away. ENTER FLAT BENJAMIN WILLIAMS I met a flat the other day, I took him for a country jay For on his coat was a wisp of hay. Believe me when I tell you that, From sole of shoe, to top of hat He was one detestable, innocent flat! He shuffled along at such a rate It showed he was unaware of his fate If he came to class five minutes late. I do not mean it as a knock, But he carried a lunch as big as a rock, And the watch he flourished, a miniature clock! When he had studied its somber face, He began to put some life in the race And he led me on at a good stiff pace, Until he reached the outside door. Then he darted down the corridor And I never saw him anymore, Thank goodness! THE JUNE BUG 139 THE INSUFFERABLE SEX RALPH GOLDSWORD You see them everywhere. Sometimes they annoy you and sometimes they please you. But when you sit beside them in study hall, all they do is ask, “I wonder where I lost my comb?” and “I wonder if Johnny is coming over tonight?” and I wonder, and I wonder, and I wonder. They never think for themselves. They think you are a living index for delinquents. Of course they are not all deficient, but the rule runs strong. You come to study hall determined to use your time advantageously and forget all foolishness, and most important of all, leave that Nuisance alone. Your resolution is all right but your will power is lacking. Within one third of a second after you sit down the confiding one is telling you about last night. “I was out with the most wonderful boy last night. He took me to the Colonial. He bought me a box of Lowney’s Heart’s Desire chocolates. He helped me with my coat. He put on my rubbers. He looked at me with rapture in his eyes. He was delighted when I introduced him to father and mother and sister Susy, and Percy, and Aunt Eliza and my clever cat, Rough Neck. I can’t wait until tomorrow night.” Thus they run along talking about hair ribbons and boys, silk stockings and musical comedies, tooth paste and automobiles. You could stand it to have the tireless one tell you about that boy, but when the one on the other side starts the same thing you throw up your hands with gestures of despair and give all your attention to Nuisance number one. If you were home you could fight both of them to your heart’s content without being sent to the foundry. But the laws of society prevent. So the period passes away, while Nuisance talks and you politely listen to the harmless and uncontrollable chatter. Finally the bell rings. You rise mechanically, pick up your books and then stop in horror. You have failed to study that lesson! The next classroom is entered with a sickening sensation in the region of your stomach. Your worst fear is realized. You are called on. You rise. You stammer. You stall. You sink back in your seat. You have flunked. A cloud of despair slowly settles around you. Then you give up. You are unapproachable for the rest of the day. Don’t blame it on the thoughtless one. You could not do without entertainment of some sort and you get it there in abundance. Just think what this world would be without those dear, confiding, tireless, yet defenseless girls! 140 THE JUNE BUG THE VIGIL ANNABELLE HOPKINS “Nan! Nan, who had beenreadingaloud, paused and looked up. Her eyes followed Mildred’s finger which was pointing out of the window. “Mildred!” Nan’s voice was shocked. “The new teamster is smoking, in the bam”. “Your grandfather never let's ’em do that.” “There's no one else home; I’m going out and tell him to stop. Come on, Mildred.” Nan spoke with decision. Mildred followed the older girl out of the house, and across the snow covered yard to the barn door; then stopped breathless. “Say, mister!” Nan began bravely. “Jumpin’Je—rushalem! Efit ain’t little sissy!” “Grandpa doesn't allow folks to smoke in the barn.” Nan’s voice quivered a little. “Well, ef she don’t think she’s boss of this here ranch!” vociferated the indignant teamster. “I ain’t goin’ to be bossed by any kid knee-high to a grasshopper”. Nan's eyes filled with angry tears, and turning away she pulled Mildred back to the house where, forgetting the teamster, they soon become absorbed in their book again. “This is the end of a chapter and I am going to stop reading. Wish we had something new to do.” Nan sighed deeply. Mildred picked up the book and idly turned the pages. “Nan, what’s a vigil?” she questioned suddenly. Oh, some one goes off by themselves and stays up all night in an old barn and after that they become knights '’. Nan was clearly not interested in what it was. “June kept a vigil”, Mildred persisted, referring to the book. Nan deigned to look slightly interested. “Nan! let’s you and I keep a vigil in the barn tonight. Your father and mother are away and I can slip out easy”. Nan was now very much interested. “All right, Mildred, at seven o’clock tonight in the hay-loft.” After Mildred had interested her, she at once took the lead again. “Then we’ll be knights too.” That night, a few minutes before seven, the hay loft lay in complete darkness. A little light still came in the window which the men had left open. Shadows were everywhere. Some old harness hanging on the wall looked like people dim and weird. The stair creaked and a shadowy figure slipped past the window and settled noiselessly in the hay. A few minutes later a second figure quickly crossed the floor. “Mildred!” The figure on the hay rose and moved toward the window. The moon, a crescent, came out—and in its dim light they could barely see each other. “I almost got caught,” Nan said breathlessly. “Just as I was tip-toeing out of the room, Kate stirred, and I thought sure she woke up. Been waiting long?” “A few minutes.” The girls dragged some hay over in front of the window and settled com- 141 THE JUNE BUG fortably. For a while the novelty kept their minds occupied, but as this wore off and it got later their thoughts began to travel back to the comfortable beds and warm homes they had left. “Mildred!” “Yes?” “I wonder if they’ve missed us yet.” “I hope mother doesn’t worry,” was Mildred’s whispered answer. Stillness again reigned. A dog barked somewhere outside and Mildred reached over and squeezed Nan’s hand. Her touch cheered Nan and both felt better. A door slammed and both girls sat bolt upright. “1 guess I’ll make my bed thicker,” Nan said rather ashamed at showing her fear. After pulling more hay over to the window they lay down again and finally fell asleep. The moon, a watchful guardian, lingered, looking in the window, but finally moved on. Everything was silent. Downstairs the horses lay sleeping. The barn door had been left part way open by the forgetful teamster. A little curl of smoke rose lazily from the corner by the door. In a moment a red tongue leaped like aliving thing. It grew, fanned by a breeze from the door and licked greedily at the grain-bin, the tool-box, and last the wall. Gaining in strength and size every second it spread and now angrily reached out and seized everything near. Now it effectually blocked the big door. The smoke rose and traveled swiftly up the stair and curled around the heads of the sleeping girls. Nan stirred uneasily. Finally her eyes opened. At first unable to think where she was, her memory traveled back to the book and the evening before. Rising quickly and running to the top of the stair, she was greeted by a volume of smoke and a loud crackling sound. She ran back and knelt beside Mildred. “Mildred! Mildred!” she cried,frantically shaking her chum. “Thebarn’s afire!” Mildred stirred, and at Nan’s last words sat up quickly. Come! we must get out before the stair falls.” As she spoke there was a loud crash and running toward the stair Mildred reached there just in time to see the stair cave in and a flame jump eagerly up through the hole. “Nan, the stair has fallen!” Huge clouds of smoke were rapidly filling the loft. The two girls stood, theirarms around each other. Their faces were white but even now they were very quiet. Both minds were busy thinking of a way to escape. Mildred coughed and Nan said quickly, “Pull your cap over your face. It’ll keep some of the smoke out; then follow me!” She got down on her hands and knees; the air was cooler down there though the floor was beginning to get hot. and it blistered their hands. Nan crawled toward the back of the barn. Along the back wall of the loft was a row of holes in the floor about two feet wide. These were the openings of chutes used to slide hay down to the 142 THE JUNE BUG horses. The girls used to slide down them for pastime till Mr. Caine, fearing they’d be hurt, forbade it and they had almost forgotten them. It was toward the chute farthest from where the fire had started that Nan made her way. She lowered herself part way down. Mildred! This is our last chance. Itmay be worse down there though.” whe spoke quietly and dropped out of sight. Crawling out at the bottom she saw quickly that it was worse. The flames were rapidly nearing. The horses lay still, suffocated while they slept. The smoke was awful. In a minute Mildred stopped beside her with a little exclamation of pain. My ankle! That was all, but in it was abject despair and hopelessness. You get yourself out Nan.” A flame leaped out and snatched greedily at Nan’s dress. She beat it out quickly and raised her arms to help Mildred down from the little box where the chute ended. Come quickly!” Nan commanded. A faint whinning from a small addition to the big barn had reached her ears. Mildred, supported by Nan made her way to this addition. Flames were reaching out greedily for the clothing of the two girls. In the partition the air was a little clearer. The little Shetland pony was frantic. He didn’t seem to care even about Nan who was always his special friend. Nan slipped her arm around the pony’s neck to hold him still. She jerked off her cap and pulled it on the pony so that he didn’t see the flames leaping angrily in the door. The pony quieted a little and she helped Mildred on his back and loosened him. As they went out a small back entrance into the fresh night air the partition fell and the stall where they had stood a minute before was a smoking ruin. Next morning Mildred lay peacefully in bed gazing up at the ceiling. She was blistered and sore but her ankle had stopped hurting. Nan’s voice was low and even as she sat on the edge of the bed reading of ‘‘June’s Vigil”, the exploit which had created so much excitement. At the end of the chapter the book slid to the floor. ‘‘Guess we won’t keep any more vigils Mildred,” she said slowly, though there was a gleam of mischief in her eyes. “Guess not Nan, but we did find something different to do, said Mildred. LIFE AMONG THE HILLS ALBERT FEUCHT It was among the foot-hills of the Alps. The narrow, snaky, twisting road curved in and out, ever climbing higher and higher. Its rough, rocky surface was deserted, with the exception of an old, ox-cart which was descending into the valley.lt was drawn by a pair of oxen, which, swaying from side to side, grunted disconsolately under the fast pace which the bouncing, rattling wagon made them take. Their driver, a lank fellow with a pipe as long as a broomstick in his mouth, trotted along behind them. This was the only sign of life I saw as I trudged up the road that weary afternoon. The dusky evening was approaching when I finally arrived at my destination. A small village of a dozen huts greeted my sight. After crossing a few straggling fields of rye my foot got caught in a rut which nearly sent me head first into a puddle of rich, black mud. I followed the ruts and, after going a few steps, had the privilege of meeting a representative of the tow n. I asked him where the cart-tracks led to. He told me, (hat since this was the main street of the town, it would be natural for anyone in his right senses to suppose that they led to the tavern of the village. After several minutes of fruitless conversation I asked him the way to my grandmother’s house, for I was on my way to visit this good old dame. He told me to follow the main street until I came to the third house and then turn to the right. The house with the THE JUNE BUG 143 big manure pile in front of it, he informed me, was my destination. After a tramp through the oozing mud I arrived at my grandmother’s residence. It was a structure of ancient logs patched here and there with weatherstained boards. A battered, stone chimney poked itself through the straw-thatched roof. A rough stable beside the house gave protection to a few restless cows. I had to introduce myself to my grandmother when I entered, for she had not seen me for several years. She made a terrible fuss over me and in a few minutes exhausted my stock of information about my father, mother, cat, dogs, etc. After reducing me to a miserable condition by her questioning, she set before me a huge bowl of milk and several slices of rough, rye bread. Meanwhile, darkness had already settled upon earth. Soon a rattling of chains was heard. My grandmother told me it was the men unharnessing the oxen. After several minutes two large, bony men tramped in. Each shook my hand as I was introduced, sat down at the table and hastily gobbled up the milk and bread. Then after lighting their pipes, each started puffing away as if his life depended upon consuming as much tobacco as possible. My bed that night was an old, wooden bedstead, the mattress being an old bag stuffed with straw. I was soon asleep, for though the bed does not seem comfortable, it was, nevertheless, a snug nest. Duringthe next week I lived and worked among the inhabitants of the hills. Their daily lifeis extremely simpleand monotonous. It consists of work, work, work, from the rising to the setting of the sun. A single hour of relaxation comes in the evening. In the morning when the sun first peeps over the eastern mountains, the oxen are harnessed to the mud-covered carts. The beasts slowly swing out to the fields, which are meagre patches of ground dotted with rocks. Here the men labor and sweat day after day striving to force a poor living from the soil. The women also do their bit. In the morning their household duties are quickly performed and the stables cleaned out. In the afternoon they go out to the fields and labor with the men. Sunday, however, is an exception to this monotonous program. Early in the morning the stables are cleaned out; then everyone bustles around getting ready to go to church. The men in their solemn, black suits resplendent with metal buttons stalk around impatiently waiting for their wives to assist in fastening the stiff, unwieldy collars. Everyone then goes slowly to the little red, brick church, listens to the tiresome sermon,or,asthecase maybe, enjoys a little nap. In the afternoon the men and women go to the saloon, which is the social center of the village. The men sit about tables, drink their beer, play cards and tell stories, the house resounding with their laughter when some one makes an exceptional witty remark. The women sit about, sip at their beer and chatter with one another, knitting industriously all the while. They go home earlier than their husbands so that they can milk the cows and prepare supper. Although the crops of the hills are poor and the roads are wretched, the scenery more than makes up for defects. In the morning the smiling face of the sun peeps over the tops of the mountains, throwing out in relief the tall, arrow-like evergreens. The thick,orderly forests, the deep ravines with brooks dashing along madly at their bottoms and the high mountains fading away in the south, all lend the region a charm which captivates every one who visits it. After a week’s stay I was forced to take my leave. The neighbors gave me a basket of the best food they had, remarking that I was sure to be hungry be. fore I reached the railway. With a sigh of regret I tramped down into the vales, for these people had already won a warm spot in my heart. 144 THE JUNE BUG GYPSY LIFE BEATRICE H. JACOBS Up the mountain sides they stream, Down the dewy glen; By the ocean side they pass, Then turn round again. Camping here and camping there, What do they desire But to live among the trees Or in woodland brier? Gypsy life is gay and free; Gypsies have no care, Sleeping in the grass and fields, In the open air. Maidens dance and sing and play On the forest green; Women tell of things to come In the moonlight’s sheen. Men smoke pipes and children shout While the soup-pots boil; Cooking them their meager meal Very near the soil. So it is with gypsy life, Castanets go round; All are in the campfire ring Sitting on the ground. Morning comes; the grounds are still. Nothing there to see, For while we were still asleep They have crossed the lea. If a fairy good should come, And should say to me: MI will make you whatsoe’er You would like to be;” I would say, ”0 fairy good, Loveliest ever seen, Make me now, oh, fairy bright A happy gypsy queen!” THE JUNE BUG 145 JUNE CLASS PROPHECY What are my qualifications for this “far-seeing business?” Echo answers, “None!” My powers of clairvoyance are limited to figuring out how far from the top or bottom of the pack my card is, and studying or not studying accordingly. As I roam the halls, do I resemble a professional fortune teller? Such people are usually fat, oily and addicted to loud colors. I scorn the insinuation. On the other hand, gypsies are usually good looking, often strikingly handsome, while I—well, you can see for yourself. The only gypsy trait about me is my wanderlust, around the seventh period when the sun shines bright, and I haven’t prepared my German. But I leave it to Miss Walz if I have ever succumbed to this feeling. There was no handwriting on the wall, that I could read and the clairvoyant method of looking into a glass bowl, to see the future, was out of the question. Mother refused to let me throw the gold-fish out, so 1 couldn't see very far with a lot of flying fish wiggling around. Then my spirits rose; I felt inspired to read your hands. But that would necessitate crossing my palm with silver, which might financially embarrass you. Also, the thought of holding so many paws stopped me; you too, might object. So with Miss Hyde and Mr. Webster on my tracks, I was quite up against it. 1 finally decided to concentrate, go into the silences, so to speak. Nothing simpler. Step this way, please. Some of you are very easy. You, Travis Cousins over there on that old stool, do I need a glass bowl to tell me you've got the editorial bee bad? I can see you in 1930, in—is it the New York Sun office?—haggling with Mary Tobin for some of her funny feature stuff, or dashing off a check in three figures, for one of Hazel Rugg’s little “Just Folks” stories. Let me see, any other newspaper people in this crowd? Kingsley Fankhauser, you know the Fates have you singled out for a star reporter, and you and Elmer Brooks might just as well get used to poking about and grabbing out news now! Every day in current history for the last two years we’ve heard that our country needs its very best men to go in for politics. Just a moment while I shut my eyes. Well, Bill Jordan, 1 don't know whether it’s your linear proportions or your oratorical powers which lead to it, but you seem to fill the presidential chair pretty well. The success of your administration, however, is partly due to your cabinet. Yearlev and McWatters and Hershberger, I guess you might just as well make up your mind to become secretaries of President Jordan, for you know the planet’s rule. It isn’t necessary for me to tell which of you are going to be ward politicians. George Petersen, you’re next. (Oh yes, I’ve subscribed for the Annual). Hm-m, well, I guess with that business ability of yours you ought to make a pretty good Mayor of Cleveland, and then with Judge Meehan and the fighting parson, Rev. Fish, clean politics and no grafting are pretty well assured. What’s that, trio? Sorry to hear it, but if you 146 THE JUNE BUG think you’ll miss him, you might just as well take Franklin Douda along on your revivals. He can pass the hat. Hold on-yes the stars seem to indicate that Leslie Frye, Theodore Kirchner and Albert Whittle are a part of your corps. Let's have it quiet, please. This is a tough proposition for an amateur. Oh, in fancy I stroll along Broadway, but do my eyes deceive me? Wait until I rub 'em,—no, that sign says distinctly that Carl Hinz and Krazy Krasinsky are appearing in the musical comedy, “A Pair of Donkeys. Let me read farther—yep, sure enough, Ray McFarlin and Lester Maier are on the cast too. Dancers, evidently. On with the music! The vision fades. The hour grows late and the cool breeze is laden with that daintiest of odors—hayseed! Another inspiration—listen! I see Walter Eickelberg and Elmer Koenig, and you too, Oliver Kidd, buying a non-return ticket for that one-hoss town, Chardon. Rubes? Surely you’re not ashamed of it? You aggies over there needn’t snicker, for I calculate you’re all destined to travel—to Chagrin. Well, girls, I don’t find it necessary to read your teacups to tell whether yours is to be a paying business or not. After specializing in cooking and chemistry there is little danger that Alice Ready, Gertrude Young, Jane Smith, Mabel Hammil and the rest of the domestic gals will ever go hungry. But go easy, for if you ever land in the hospital with acute indigestion, you’ll find Laura Stanley a mighty stiff dietitian. For future reference, Laura please remember that I have an aversion to chicken broth. You two midgets, stand up, please. I can't see you. (Sit down, Harold Ave; you are self evident). Why, it’s Florence Fischer and Patsy Holley! Advance ten cents please, for I'll have to resoit to palmistry. The lines in both hands are similar; queer, isn’t it? I’ll have to look up my chart. It reads: Fine intersecting lines indicate keen business instincts; you should command a large salary as a private secretary. Go to it, girls. Hurry up there, get in line. I declare Gladys Judge, you’re a puzzler. What month were you bom in? Versatile, destined for public life; Ohio will undoubtedly claim you for its first Congresswoman. Here’s the cue, however. Dark youth will be an active force in your life. Gladys, Gladys, why blush? Ho-hum—the football stars. Easy work. You, Bob Truhlar, eventually Doctor Truhlar, Harold Ave, and Bill Edwards may take your choice—be quick though. Either you will introduce the grid game to natives of African jungles or Harvard, Yale, and Princeton will claim you as coaches. There, I always knew you liked excitement. However, if you’re going into the wilds, you’d better take some engineers and mechanics along. Who? Well, the signs of the Zodiac indicate that you might find Henry Koplovitz, Frank Prusa, and Sylvester Pfromm invaluable. Now for the sharks! What are you smiling about, Hans Grebe? Is it because you are destined to become the greatest educator in the country? At that rate, you might laugh. Here’s sound advice, so make a note of it. THE JUNE BUG 147 Katherine Bechenbach’s book “Plane, Solid and Hollow Geometry” would be a valuable addition to any college curriculum. Also, Miriam Williams, head of the English department at Ohio State University, might give you suggestions. Of course Carl Gartner and Louis Finch, you both know what big things are expected from you after you complete your study in Europe. We’ll watch for the opening of your studio. Ove Carleson, you need but apply to the aforesaid editor of the Sun, and he will be delighted to run your cartoons on the front page. Listen anybody if you wish to know how to woo a widow, win an heiress, or catch a rich bachelor, forward your inquiry to Chuck Schurdell (care of the New York Sun) and you will get a reply by return mail. All communications strictly confidential. Now, Mike Conway, need 1 tell you that after your debut you will take the musical world by storm? Or must 1 inform Eleanor Clark, Elizabeth Etz and Marie Ehlert that their beauty parlor on Fifth Avenue will be much patronized by the smart set? Although there never was nor never will be a class like ours, naturally we can’t all occupy the limelight. Careers have claimed a good many—but Cupid is not to be slighted and we too have our staid married women, oh! yes and men too. If your name has not appeared in the casualty list, know ye, then, that you are married and happy. And now ere the spell is broken, I will leave you to dream, but remember I claim no responsibility for nightmares. So, dear classmates, I will bid you farewell (in approved story book fashion), for my lessons have been shamefully neglected! SENIOR CLASS HISTORY MARY A. BUTLER They say a girl can’t keep a secret. Were this otherwise the world might never know all the wonderful things I am about to relate. Don’t accuse me, a senior, of bragging. If you knew all the internal secrets of this glorious band as well as I co, if yours had been the honor to imbibe for four years, the wonderful atmosphere surrounding the illustrious class of ’18 wouldn’t you feel, well, slightly puffed up and vain? From the beginning the spot-light was ours. Contemporaneous with our history, is that of the “World War,” which we as “fiats” saw in its infancy. Not all our time, however, was occupied by watching history in the making, for with dogged, relentless study, this freshman aggregation laid the firm foundation on which the class of ’18 later reared its pillars of distinction in the realm of study. Even at that early date the faculty noted with bated breath, that they were entertaining unawares a myriad of stars who, by the light of their own radiance dispelled the dark clouds, including “Math,” “The Iliad,” and so on, which appeared on their horizon. Ey the sophomore year our fighting blood was up, and with the Scarab, that symbol of light, to guide us, we began to scale with nimble 148 THE JUNE BUG feet the rugged cliffs leading to the goal of our noblest ambition— Education! Thus as juniors we impressed all beholders with our enormous Capacity for Work, and loudly clamored for “More!” So the powers above came to the rescue with new courses in “Solid,” “Trig,” and French, which we swallowed in gulps, the while we calmly assumed the place which was our birthright. How condescendingly did we accept invitations which read “Juniors and Faculty invited,” and graced with our illustrious presence various parties and informal hops the while we embarked on our social career. Presently Time, our only rival in the great race, reminds us that we are nearing the home-stretch—the long looked for senior year has come. Among other things which occurred in our last year was the change from the monthly to the weekly issue of the Scarab, whose staff is composed chiefly of members of our class who must again to the fore, by taking the new course in Journalism launched in our last term. Attention!!! We claim, and right proudly too, the honor of sending from among us lads, who in blue and khaki are helping to make the world safe for democracy; some of them will perhaps in the near future, “Go over the top.” This, think we, is our noblest achievement and imbued with the martial spirit which was theirs, we adopt the motto “Do or Die” and stand poised and alert—ready to charge down the gridiron life, with the selfsame spirit which led us to three consecutive football championships. So that when the whistle blows for the last time, each and every member of the One, Only and Unsurpassable Class of ’18 may respond with a winning score showing that we “played up and played the Game!” THE MYSTERY OF RICHON L’ZION MIRIAM F. WEINBERG The small mule trudged along the dusty road that led from the great harbor of Jaffa to the little stone-housed colony of Richon L’Zion. The dust lay flat and lifeless. It was only raised for a moment by the slow, even trot of the mule, and then it settled back again into place. Beside it walked a woman, her slender form keeping time with the pace of her beast. The “Yalla mish-mish, Yalla Toot!” of the Arabs of Tel Avio still sounded in her ears. The scenes of Jaffa were yet before her eyes; bronzed Arabs in red turbans, with gaudy flowing skirts; respectable Jews in ordinary European garb, modest and business like; Greek orthodox priests in black flowing robes and tall cylindrical hats— all hurrying about. The shadows were beginning to lengthen, casting a long purple glow on the yellow sands. A gray mist hovered about the horizon, leaving only a little orange of the setting sun peeping out at the west. Hadja raised her eyes. A cold shudder ran over her. Twilight was coming on, and she was as yet far from home. High upon the hill flocks of sheep and goats were returning from their grazing. Round about was THE JUNE BUG 149 calmness and a quiet of the grave. Not a leaf stirred; not a sound was heard save the echoes of her own footsteps as she plodded wearily across the barren stretch of land. Suddenly a grim white figure flew over the plain. It was only an Arab, white robed, on to El-Kudes (Jerusalem). Yet it sent a cold chill down Hadja’s back. “What is Achmid doing?” she wondered. “Of course he remained alone—just like him!” Before her mind arose a picture at which she quickened her footsteps. Hadja and her husband Achmid had moved into a large marble house at Richon L’Zion from Jaffa on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea in Palestine. They had taken the house in spite of warnings and terrifying stoiies of the experiences of former dwellers. Anyone who lived there, so everybody believed, would prosper in business but pay dearly for the prosperity. Among the old superstitions of Palestine is one which concerns “the stealing of the shadow.” It is said that if a builder steals the shadow of another person, that is, measures the shadow with a cord when the victim is unaware, and then builds the cord into the foundation of the house, the inhabitants of the house will prosper, but will always be haunted by the avenging spirit of the person whose shadow has been stolen, and has thus been doomed to an early death. Hadja and Achmid had thought themselves superior to superstitions. However, when, a month before, it had been Hadja’s time to stay at home while Achmid went to Jaffa for provisions for their little store, she had invited several neighbors to stay with her. How clearly she could now' see them in her memory, as seated about the tiny stove made of several boxes, with brick molded inside of it, they were spinning the flax, w'hile the coke crackled merrily and sent out a clear ruddy glow. They had told weird stories until it seemed as if the air was alive with spirits. Then some one proposed that they go boldly to the cellar at midnight and seek the particular ghost of this house, the ghost of a maiden combing her long black hair. It was she, they believed, w’hose life had been taken when the builder had stolen her shadow. How clearly Hadja could see them now—twelve at night, her friends each with some weapon in one hand, a candle in the other. They marched dow'n, eyes wide open, on the alert, their lips apart. Under every keg, between them, every where they searched. Emi Scha pulled at Hadja’s apron. “Listen!” and then a low' weird sound came from the upper end. For a moment silence reigned again. They all huddled up close together. It was time! She had come! Slowly Haddassa, the boldest of all, ventured out. She moved steadily. Like the shadow’ of some gray beast she crept along the wall. Inward she moved until she disappeared into the dense darkness. There w'as a series of moans and shrieks; Haddassa rushed out and fell unconscious at their feet. Her breast went up and down. Thump! Thump! Thump! her heart beat like some great smith’s hammer upon the anvil. Through the darkness, she gasped out, she had seen a pair of eyes, hateful green eyes. Hadja could never forget this scene; it had sunk deep into her mind. Yet there in that terrible place wras Achmid, alone. True she did not believe 150 THE JUNE BUG in superstitions; true she had pleaded with her neighbors that it was only fright that had caused them to see all those things. It was mere imagination; yet inwardly she feared. The sun sank lower and lower; at last the valley to the south, was submerged in shadows. Slowly against the darkness appeared a gray speck. It grew larger, and larger; then it could plainly be seen, situated on the top of a small knoll, surrounded by murmuring fig trees it stood, a large square marble house. The door was closed and through the window Hajda could see as she approached the house, the dim flickering light of a small oil lamp. She wondered why Achmid had not come out to meet her. He usually did so. At last she reached the top of the knoll; she called out to her husband as she tied the mule to one of the fig trees. There was no answer, only the occasional cry of a gull that was flying on to the Mediterranean. She rushed up to the door and beat her fists upon it. There was no answer. Her heart beat fast. She pushed the heavy door up. The squeaking sound of the door as it disclosed the interior caused Hadja to start. She turned and looked back quickly. Everything was quiet. The white sands of the plains far off, glistened; the round moon shone clearly through the gray heavens. With one vigorous turn she ran across the store, her wooden sandals beating on the marble tiles. She drew back the heavy oriental curtains, with their rich embroideries. She stopped and stood as if transfixed to the spot. Her breath came in short gasps; her eyes were wide open and her face pale as death. The fig trees outside sent off a long droll murmur. Here and there the rays of the moon filtered through the dense thickets of leaves and glinted on the marble floor, where at the foot of the large four postered bed, lay a figure, outstretched. It was draped in a long flowing abba, or eastern cloak; on its head was a yellow turban, which disclosed masses of dark curly hair. From beneath the robe peered out a pair of bright red turned up shoes. Finally she mustered up her courage. With several long strides she reached Achmid and knelt at his side. She put her ear to his chest, yes— he was still breathing. “Thank goodness for that!” She arose and ran to the large earthen jar—there was no water! The brandy was in the cellar. She could never go down there herself at this time of night. For a moment she stood hesitating. What could she do? She would have to go quite a distance for a neighbor. Water—she had none; the well was far off; the only thing was brandy and that—she could never go for it alone. The best thing to do was to go for someone. She returned to Achmid, and carefully lifted him to the bed. An hour later she was standing near the bed while Emi Scha vigorously rubbed Achmid’s arms. Of her tiip she had only a vague idea. She remembered how she ran through the loose sands, how frightened her neighbors had been when she knocked, and that was all. The next morning in the large four postered bed lay Achmid asleep. A sudden sharp cry startled Hadja as she was busying herself about the THE JUNE BUG 151 store. She turned, Achmid was sitting up in bed, his pale face tense with anxiety. “Hadja, Hadja,” he cried, “promise me that we shall leave this house, leave it now. “What is it, Achmid? What has happened?” “Oh Hadja,” Achmid shivered at the memory, “it came and I know I can never be happy here again.” “What do you mean by ‘it,’ Achmid?” Hadja knew in her heart what he meant, but she hesitated to admit it. “Oh the ghost, the poor maiden who died because of the selfishness of the builder of this house. She came both nights—I refused to believe in her at first. The second time she came close to me and,” Achmid covered his face with his hands as if to shut out the sight of the spectral figure, “tried to speak. I stepped back—I must have fallen. Promise me, Hadja, that we shall leave at once.” “Yes, yes,” and Hajda glanced around at her home, “we have been happy here, but we must go!” Many, many years have passed since this strange tale of the small stone housed colony of Richon L’Zion came to pass. Yet if you ever visit that small town, several miles from the harbor of Jaffa on the coast of Palestine, the Holy Land, you will, no doubt, see that great square marble house still standing. There on the little knoll, the trees are still murmuring, the yellow sands are sweeping up against the stone walls; the moon is still shining in through the small oblong windows, into the room where now the ghost that haunts it still is said to roam, undisturbed and free. THE FOG HORN GALEN WALTER The fog horn with its queer old noise, To all the ships its message tells; They might be passing in the storm Not knowing where the danger dwells. The fog horn with its daring noise Speaks out thru fog so all may hear; It guides the ships till danger’s past Then quiets down when all is clear. TO A CANARY GEORGE GOODMAN Oh, little captive in your cell With cheerful songs your breast doth swell, Though outside trees and flowers bloom, Yet in your heart there is no gloom. What happy secret makes you claim That life is always worth the game? Oh, give me patience that I too May learn to love the world anew! SXOHSdVNS MOINHS 153 THE JUNE BUG Our boys' shops have always been popular places, and this year they have been more crowded than ever. The withdrawal of so many men from the city's industries is followed naturally by an increased demand for high school graduates in the trades. Our specializing courses are full to overflowing, and this year a teachers’ training course for senior boys has been established in the shops, to fill some of the vacancies occurring in our own faculty. So, when we have finished our agricultural training, or specialized for two years in mechanical drawing, we just drop in at Mr. Hawkins' employment bureau, get our job, and go out to try to fill some man’s shoes. We may not be quite largeenough to fill them at the time, but Tech boys usually keep on growing after they’re out. In the following pages we have endeavored to picture some of our varied activities. THE ELECTRICAL LABORATORY Mr. Freeman, with the help of the boys who specialize in electrical construction, has installed practically all the equipment shown in the picture. Because of this elaborate equipment it is one of the finest shops in the city. Ask Mr. Freeman. 155 THE JUNE BUG AGRICULTURAL PRACTICE With tons of food sunk each month and with our Allies to feed, as well as ourselves, it becomes necessary that we utilize all our agricultural resources. In the above picture we see a few of our future Luther Burbanks working with their hands. AGRICULTURAL THEORY In this picture we find our future farmers working with their minds, getting the theory of agriculture, as well as the practice. Perhaps they are discussing which came first, the chicken or the egg. MAKING CHECKER-TABLES FOR THE SAMMIES While the big steel companies are making shells for the army, do we remain idle? No! We make checker-tables for the Sammies, thereby doing our bit. These tables were made and decorated in the cabinet-making shop by the first year pupils. THE JUNE BUG 157 THE CHEMISTRY LABORATORY Our new chemistry laboratory is said to be the finest high school laboratory in the state. Some of the noted foreign chemists will have to look to their laurels, when these fellows get through absorbing some of Mr. Adell’s teachings. CABINET MAKING AND WOOD CARVING Here may be seen a few of the many fine pieces of hand-carved furniture, which the boys who specialize in cabinet making annally turnout. These boys are ably assisted by Mr. Wydman. Here’s to him! He took” most of these pictures for us. The carving of President Wilson is especially notable. 158 THE JUNE BUG OUR FUTURE TEACHERS AT WORK We can blame the Kaiser again for this picture, because he is responsible for the shortage of shop teachers. On account of this shortage, a training class for shop teachers was organized, with the provision that the boys who qualify will be given an appointment next year. It’s a shame our star Koplovitz didn’t get in this picture. BIRD HOUSES Let's forget the war and go back to Nature for a moment. Along with the city’s determination to protect birds, came the demand for bird houses. As usual Tech wasn’t long in com ing to the front with some very unique and comfortable homes for our many warblers. THE JUNE BUG 159 _________________s__________________________________________________________________________1 SHEET METAL WORK Nearly as many articles for mother’s use are made in our sheet metal shop as in our woodworking shop. Among the useful household utensils shown above are a waste basket, sugar scoop, match box and cooky cutter. MACHINE SHOP PRACTICE We have many boys who are specializing in machine shop, because of the high wages and the great demand for machinists. Here are shown a few of the many practical problems worked out by the boys. Also notice how industrious we are when our” picture is being taken. THE PRINT SHOP The “Beehive would be a suitable name for our print shop, for it is one of our busiest rooms. With the Annual, the Scarab, and an abundance of school printing lobe taken care of, there is plenty to do. Yes, the printers have a club; look at the blackboard. THE JUNE BUG 161 THE BLUE PRINT MACHINE The shops are not the only rooms to profit by the acquisition of new apparatus. The new blue print machine, which has been installed in drawing room 215, lessens the toil of our future draftsmen and helps to obtain practically perfect results in blue printing. THE FOUNDRY In our foundry are made some very fine castings. The pattern shops make the patterns for such castings as the one shown. The band saw casting is especially notable. Some of us have visions of the foundry as an awful” place, but some of the best work in the school is turned out in this same foundry. WE LIKE A LITTLE OF THIS LESS OF THIS AND A GREAT DEAL OF THIS! THE JUNE BUG 163 GIRLS’ TECHNICAL WORK The delightful thing about the girl’s technical courses at East Technical High School is that they have always had a decidedly practical and economic turn; they have always enabled us, as the housewife says, to do our own work”. Now that conservation is the general rule, we need very little adjustment to new conditions, for conservation has been bred in our bones for years. In making the class-day and graduation dresses, we endeavor to produce them at the lowest possible cost, and still have them becoming and attractive. Our senior and trade sewing girls take charge of the making of costumes for our school plays. The trade cooking girls have always helped in preparing the refreshments for the club meetings and for our class parties and dances. But we have made our changes too—instead of using eggs, butter and wheat flour in preparing our menus, we are resorting to substitutes, just as practical housewives do. We try harder than ever to find pretty but inexpensive dress materials. And we are as healthy and as happy as ever; perhaps more so, for we are proud to be helping. These girlsare doing their bit todownthe Kaiser by using corn meal.bran. rice, rye,oatmeal and barley as wheat substitutes. It isn't hard tack either; the way the girls at Tech make it,one does not miss white bread and butter as little Tommy Tucker did. This brown bread is really as light as a feather; the camera, you know, often lies! The cake is made of rice flour, the muffins jo bran, and the vegetables have been put up to help in our battle. for nr think it is food conservation that is to win this war. THE JUNE BUG 165 Latest style? No, plumes are not especially in vogue. This is merely correlation between the Art History and Millinery departments, an interpretation of an old master’s work through the use of a living model. Does not the picture illustrate our millinery rule to perfection: “The lines of the hat must suit the face of the wearer?” This senior girl is having a fitting, something we are very prone to call a “fit . The dress is of blue taffeta, simple and sweet. When this girl’s class day dress is finished, she will start her commencement gown. Sometimes the sewing classes are given tasks like this; you may be sure they always enjoy them. They made these costumes for our senior play. Taming of the Shrew. Too bad the harmonious coloring of costumes cannot be shown; they were most artistic! A modern Priscilla, the Puritan maiden. She’s weaving a rag rug. and conserving too. for waste cloth is made into useful, pretty things. Special students in Miss Ward’s room do this. See the vases, tall slender ones, short fat ones, all with graceful and artistic lines! Most everybody would like to make these pretty things in the pottery class, and own them. too. 168 THE JUNE BUG AMD THIN PCOPJLC SOMCTIMCS DRCSS AMD HOW W€ QR.CSS AT TCCH THE JUNE BUG 169 oll of $onor Alexander, Richard.............. Aldrich, George...........Army Anderson, Joe_______Signal Corps Atwater, Walter______Engineers Aust, Franklin ..........Cavalry Badke, Frank................Navy Baker, Irving..........Artillery Baldwin, Frank..............Navy Baldwin, George. Army W. Point Bartek, Frank__________Marines Bauder, Carl B.........Artillery Beck, M. E__________________ ... Artillery Bibow, Howard C........Artillery Bliss, Clarence W______Artillery Bliss, Morris ............France Blazewski, Edw........ Infantry BIoss, John.............Infantry Boers, Erwin H_______Engineers Breck, Spencer__________________ Bruggeman, Frank_______Artillery Budwig, Gilbert........Aviation Burlin, Brad ford.. Eng. Pershing Bussell, Gilbert...... Artillery Carey, William_________Artillery Chamber, Wm. J.........Artillery Chapman, Merle_________Artillery Childs, Perry____________Marines Cleveland, George.............. Clifford, Harry________________ Cobbledick, Gordon_____Marines Cobbledick, Stanley..Engineers Cohn, Louis..................... Collister, John........Marines Cory, James..-Officers Reserve Cowell, H. U...........Artillery Cox. Allen........... Artillery Crottery, Dan B.. Artillery Darmstadter, Arthur.. _ Aviation David, Carl ..........Engineers Dean, Rudolph..........Aviation Denzer, Lester.............Navy Denzer, Lloyd..............Navy Dettman, Frank.........Annapolis Detzel, Carl... Ohio Signal Corps Doty, Ordillo..........Infantry Dougherty, Reginald............ Ebert, Charles. ..With Pershing Eichorn, Albert..Ohio Engineers Eldridge, George.. .Signal Corps Elfring, Joseph H ..Coast Patrol Esterline, Louis............... Evens. Lee ................Army Farmer, Wm.............Infantry Fergus, Hollister..........Navy Ferris, U. M...........Infantry Ferris, Walter..........Infantry Fenberg, Bennet.......Engineers Finkelstein, Abe............... Flesher. Herbert.......Engineers Fogarty, Richard_______________ Forsythe, Charles W...Infantry Gaffney, Ralph.........Artillery Gaines, Virgil................. Ganzenmuller, Carl_____________ Garrett. Walter ............Navy Gifford, C. A.........Artillery Glenn. Phillip_________________ Glosh, Fred ........... Infantry 170 THE JUNE BUG -c BITE ' oll of Honor CONTINUED Gockel, Arthur..........Cavalry Gravit, Robert. Jr.....Artillery Gray, Carl............Artillery Gray, J. Merrill.Officers Re. Art. Green. Paul...........Red Cross Greenshields, Forrest. R. S. Tran. Hathaway, George...........Army Harmon. Hubbard A...Me. Unit Harvey, Dewey...........Marines Heighway, Frank.........Cavalry Heinz. Clayton.............Navy Henderson, Albert......Artillery Henry, A1.........Tank Service Herron, Homer_Coast Patrol Holley, Walter J-------Aviation Hopkins, Wilbur____________Navy Jernberg, Lawrence.........Navy Jirus, Joseph...........Marines Johnson. Raymond.._____________ Jones, Everett........Artillery Jordan, Amandus L------Infantry Keister, Myron T_______________ Keller, Rudolph_____Topog. Unit Knoll, G. W.................... Kohl. G. C.............Infantry Kowatski, A...........Artillery Kraus, Oliver__________________ Krumphansl, Carl______Engineers Lamb, Ralph............Infantry Leighton, Roy__________________ Leonard, John.........Artillery Leonard, Thos. M......Artillery Lobon, J. A...........Artillery Longfield, Wm. F...........Navy McBain, Edw. W________Artillery McCarty. Homer.......Artillery Mealy, A..............Artillery Miller, E. A. . .Officers Reserve Miller, Shannon...Signal Corps Mog. Harold...........Engineers Myers, Norvin S.. Eng. in France Neal. Robert.....With Pershing Oestemeyer, Carl........France Patterson, John.......Infantry Noble. Dean................... Pike, Archibald .............. Polcar, Erwin...........France Pollard, Fred.............Navy Poske, Paul................... Price, Allen..............Navy Prior, Leland .Field Ambulance Pritchard, Roy..Camp Sheridan Reardon, Leslie..Eng. in France Redell. Clark........ Infantry Reed, George.Camp in Kentucky Rees. Jesse................Navy Rehanek, Charles......Infantry Rollands, Robert T____Infantry Rosenthal. Morris ..Ambulance Roth, Wilbur.................. Russell.Stewart Ambulance Corp Russell,George Ambulance Corp Sanborn, Eastman M. Infantry Sargent, Jimmy ________..Navy Schaefer, John M. ...Artillery Schilling. Herbert. THE JUNE BUG 171 Schlopath, Otto.......... ..Navy Thomas, Wilbur.......Artillery Schmidt, Paul........... ...Navy Titherington, Russel.. .Artillery Sherman. John..._____Chillicothe Todd. Karl.... ......Newport Sherman, Lewis.......Chillicothe True. Clarence A---- Engineers Scholl. James...........Infantry Ullman. Rufus................. Serowski, Edw. J.......Artillery Ullman, Howard................. Shebanek, Louis.... Artillery Warren. Wm.......... ............ Snyder. Leonard........Engineers Wilford, Elmer............Navy Sogolovitz. Sam .......Infantry Williamson, R. D. .. . Navy Sommers, Charles E.. _____ Wirstrom, Harry............... Spahlinger. Walter .Infantry Yearly, A. H.........Engineers Speed. Stanley.........Artillery Younger-John..........Infantry Speed. Roy.............Artillery e . ,, o Krause, Milton Coast Artillery Stair, Harry.. Officers Reserve Steiger. Arthur.............Navy Hill. Ralph...............Navy Steverding. Joseph........... .. McKay, John W. .............-- TEACHERS Frederick W. Blaisdell.................... Recreation Service J. Merrill Gray ....................... Lieut. 323rd Artillery Thomas E. Hann ........................... Recreation Service H. A. Hutchins.................. .. Captain Ordnance Dept. Arrardus Jordan................. ... Lieut. 331st Infantry Esther Matchett..............................Food Departmert Ik 172 THE JUNE BUG LETTERS FROM CAMP Camp Sherman, March 12, 1918 Am proud to say that I'm a member of the 3d Officer’s Training School. This I might say is another East Tech. The officers in charge remind one of the teachers at Tech, for they are all liked by the students and are very accommodating. The school work here is also divided into periods. You have an hour of this, an hour of that, etc. The meals here are really beyond expectation; much better than can be obtained at many a restaurant at the present time. Ofcourse.Iaminterestedintheeats. Show me a man who wouldn’t be. So the cook is one of our best friends. The work at the school includes lectures by French and British officers from the front, drills, bayonet work, lectures on gas, hand grenades, shooting, trench construction, signal work, drawing military maps and landscapes, working problems right out in the fields, and above all training to make us realize the value of discipline. As far as I have gone I have found that a man with a technical education can give as good an account of himself as any college man. And when the commissions are handed out I am sure we’ll be able to say that East Tech is doing her bit towards making competent officers. I find that almost all subjects taught at Tech can be made use of when studying to be soldier. Athletics are included, as a good healthy condition of body makes hard work seem easy and you don’t lose much weight. The remark was made that I seemed to throw a grenade with a more free movement than any one in the platoon; so a recommendation for an advance course in grenade throwing is now being considered. I owe this to the basketball practice I had at East Tech. We have had a parade every day this week. It sure is a most wonderful sight. This life is just the thing. But lights go out in fifteen minutes, so I’ll have to end this Essay on the Fight for Freedom”. Would enjoy very much to hear from East Tech. Please let me hear from you. Would also like to receive a “Weekly”. Yours as red as ever, Serg’t Red Rollins, 1st Inf. Co., 0. T. S., Camp Sherman. THE JUNE BUG 173 CAMP SHERIDAN Sunday, March 24, 1918, 9:30 A. M. This sure is a great life. I weigh 179 lbs. now and I’m growing right along. You won’t know me when you see me again. I will outline the program we have from reveille to taps. Reveille blows at 5:30 and I have to get out—no second calls from mother. If you don’t get out on time you get extra duty in the kitchen. We fall in about 5:40 and answer to roll call. I am a driver at present. After roll call all drivers step forward and are detailed to the stable to care for their horses. Mess comes at 6:15. From 7:00 to 8:00 the horses are taken in hand. At 8:00 we saddle up for a drill. There are one hundred and seventy horses in our battery, and believe me, it is some sight to witness the drill. Altogether, there are about 1,100 horses at drill. At 10:30 the horses are again groomed and cleaned, which means they are always in first class condition. At 11:45 we get ready and have mess. Foot drill begins at 1:00 o’clock. Besides being in the artillery, we are also infantry—“dough boys”. Our Battery D” took the honors in a review by Gov. Cox, which included marching and foot-drills so you see there is some class to us. We also have physical training in the afternoon. Mess comes at 5:30 and retreat at 6:00. That’s the time we get bawled out for things we have done, whether they are done well or not. After this we are through for the day, and believe me you feel as though you we're through for ever. When we sit down to write a couple of letters at night we can't help wishing the bugler would forget to blow in the A. M. I received several Scarabs and I sure was glad to get them. Please tell the people at East Tech to write. I will answer every letter with pleasure. I would be much pleased to hear from you again. With best wishes for the continued success of East Tech and regards to teachers and classmates, 1 am, Very truly yours, Priv.Clarence W. Bliss, Battery D, 135th F. A. The above is a part of a letter addressed to a member of the faculty.—Editors. 174 THE JUNE BUG CAMP SHERMAN March 21,1918. The Annual Board, W. C. Jordan, Editor; For the last three months I have been instructing in the 3rd Battalion in Scouting, Sniping, and Observation. This work is under the Intelligence Bureau, and I was required to take a six week’s course at Divisional Headquarters in same. I successfully passed the examination, and was promoted to Sergeant of Intelligence to I he 3rd Battalion (about 1,000 men). 1 would gladly describe the nature of this work more in detail, were it not for an army regulation prohibiting the transmission of any knowledge of the work. I must however hand it to good old Tech” for the training I received in drawingand sketching, two items which play a heavy part in this work. The training I received may also enable me to receive a com mission in the Ordnance Department at Washington D. C. a transfer which is now going thru military channels. In closing I wish to extend my heartiest regards to all concerned inthe welfare of the school, and this year’s June Bug. Very respectfully yours, Sergeant F. G. Glosh, Co. “L” 331st Inf., Camp Sherman. FROM FRANCE We have had a fine campall winter,and it is getting better every day. Thereislots of hard work, but as yet we have felt no shortage of food supplies, except bread. I hope it will all end soon as I am ready to leave now, but do not care to be sent home until this fracas is finished to the satisfaction of the U. S. Our regiment has been complimented twice by the general commanding all engineers in France, for the work which we have been doing. I’m beginning to feel quite cocky over this. Our Stove League is earnestly discussing the war, it’s probable length, moral condition, why the stars stay up in the air, whether or not heavy artillery fire causes rain, everything else, foolish but interesting. Received first copy of the American, also the box you have sent, for which I thank you very much. Please keep up the good work. Would like to have some jam, candy—and all the news from home. (Arthur Yearley to his mother.) THE JUNE BUG 175 SUBMARINE BASE New London, Conn.,March 22, '18. Dear friends:— Have justfinishedan eight weeks’course in the submarine school. There are two other schools here, the Listner and the Guro schools. We attend each school as every man must have a general idea of the other man’s duties, since there are not more than enough men on board, and if one is disabled, the next one must be able to do his work. At the present time I’m a second class petty officer in the machine branch. The machine shop I had at Tech and also the mechanical drawing has been of great advantage to me. The submarine school I have found extremely interesting. Anyone who has never been on a submarine does not know how much there is to one. I will venture to say briefly that a submarine is one mass of valves, tanks and machinery, and altho our new boats are very comfortable, there is not a bit of room wasted. Thus far I have found the submarine service to be of the best. The living here is fine. At the present we are quartered on board a passenger steamer. We get more than enough to eat as you can see from my picture. A trip in a submarine is a test for a sailor. It is one of the most restless things there are, when riding the surface. When submerged it runs along like a railroad train, just a slight roll from the current. Preparatory to submerging, we get the order to rig for diving’’. All deck gear” is secured and all hands go below. The engine is shut down and the exhaust sea valves closed; the hatches are then secured and the order comes to flood the main ballast tanks. When the auxiliary tanks and the adjusting are flooded the boat loses its positive buoyancy, and is totally submerged. While under, there is a man in charge of tanks which keep the boat on an even keel, a very responsible Job. When coming to the surface the ballast tanks are pumped and the submarine regains her buoyancy. Will have to call a halt hereto prepare for a parade in New London today. Give my regards to the bunch from Tech and tell the boys they don’t know what they’re missing. Yours as B 4, William F. Longfield 176 THE JUNE BUG MERRILL AND MAUD Merrill Gray, our former shop-teacher, didn’t come forward with a letter, but this snapshot he sent us says a great deal. It’s a good picture of Maud. too. Would you really recognize our Gordon Cobbledick? THE JUNE BUG 177 WAR-CAMP SERVICE 452 Pierce Building, St. Louis, Mo. Dear Annual Board: It seems strange to have someone asking me to write for the Annual. That used to be my job, and if I remember rightly I was always striking people who said “No,” in capital letters. Now about the war work I have been doing. Just after war was declared, Secretary Baker formed a commission whose work would be to see that the soldier is properly cared for during his leisure time. This Commission is called the War Department Commission on Training Camp Activities, but because Mr. Raymond B. Fosdick is at its head, it is usually called the Fosdick Commission. Part of the work of the commission is done inside the camp by the Y. M. C. A. and other organizations. The rest of it is done in the towns and cities near the camps, where the soldiers go when off duty. This community work is carried on for the Commission by the War Camp Community Service, and of that service I am glad to be a member. When I left East Tech last fall to enter that service I was stationed at Indianapolis and had charge of the work there in connection with Fort Benjamin Harrison. After some five months in Indianapolis I was trans-fered to field work and now am required to visit the camp cities in eight states, from Colorado on the West to Michigan and Indiana on the East. The work is interesting and I should like to tell about it in detail, if I had the space and you the patience. Anyway, from what I hear, Tom Hann has told you the story, and nothing can be gained by elaborating his narrative. All my best wishes to my friends at East Tech. Cordially yours, F. W. Blaisdell 178 THE JUNE BUG CALENDAR SEPTEMBER Mon., 10 Back again! ’'Hello, Hank! Howdy, A1! What kind of a program you got?” Tues., 11 MissWalz begins to gum up the gum chewers. First homework. Ugh! James King, efficiency expert in Special Chemistry Lab, starts term by spilling a can of paint. Mon., 17 Some Flats still get lost, but cheer up; they'11 run the place after a week or two. Wed., 19 Gotta eat pretzels now-ice cream at Ma’s gone up. Thurs., 20 First Senior meeting-candidates for presidency tearing thru halls for signatures—we signed three. Mon., 24 Aw, that’s not like the book! We see Treasure Island in Audy noon movies. Fri., 23 Supt. Spaulding addresses teachers' roundup in auditorium. Sat., 29 Little Lakewood does it, 8 to 6. Watch them next week—Gibby talked to them. OCTOBER Mon., 1 First fire drill for flats; everybody saved. Tues., 2 Show nature pictures of our original ancestors in audy—everyone delighted. Sat., 6 Team makes reparation for last week; Glenville, 0: Tech, 45. Wed., 10 It’s Palladium daffydill day. Fri., 12 Flats romp and roll in first snow fall. Tech. 12: Shaw, 0. Mon., 15 Senior day, Military Party. Palladium nurses take the cake, or rather give it. Wed., 17 Annual vaccination day. One fiat faints when being vaccinated. Thur., 18 Maurice Merriman finds himself transferred to a girls’ history class. Talk about luck! Mon., 22 First big rally—Sailor boy Badke does about twenty laps around the table on the stage. Fri., 26 Dog hung on bulletin board but it’s only the survivor from the Scar-abaean outing and wiener roast. Sat.,27 Some battle. Tech 20; East 0. Mon. 29 Ave orders his class ring —it looks like a horse-shoe. THE JUNE BUG 179 .NOVEMBER Fri., 2 Otto Kvet casts a dry vote in civics’ mock election. Tues., 6 Greenshields almost makes a speech in auditorium rally. Thurs., 8 Ukelele phiends practise in the Baron’s room (when he’s not there). Sat., 10 I guess we took all the ‘let’ out of Civeletto. Tech 7, Central 0. Tues., 13 Debaters wrangle over '’Military Training in Cleveland High Schools” for auditorium exercise. Thur., 15 Pie salesman arrives at Scovill side—Seniors practise (on flats) for movies. Fri., 16 Annual board begins to dig. Sat., 17 We can show them how to cross goal lines. Tech 20, East High, 0. Mon., 26 Trophies presented to our 1917 football champs. Wed., 28 Seniors hop totheir hearts' delight and soles' agony. DECEMBER Mon., 3 Reports:—Lazear says he got four ‘dandys' on his card this time. Wed., 5 Take a trip thru vacation-land during audy. Hat says: Gee! I wisht I lived in India.” Fri., 7 Girls’ party—who ever heard of a party without boys! Wed., 12 First Twilight concert; spiffy program. Xylopfiend Schultz hammers out the Dillpickle Rag. Thurs., 13 Wreckers initiate new members. Some ordeal! A 2000 volt frankfurter, electrified false teeth, and everything ’’shocking.” Fri., 14 Our Debaters take the ‘un’ off unbeaten Commerce—win unanimously on the question of Compulsory Military Training in High Schools. Mon., 17 Home Rooms in battle to see which one gets party from Palladium for selling Calendars. The Baron’s room gets it. Wed., 19 Trade cooking class entertains quite a few teachers at luncheon— leave it to a girl to get even. Fri., 21 Alumni Re-union. Classy vaudeville! Yearley as a vamp and Hinz as a slithery dancer in the ballet Cleopatra”. 180 THE JUNE BUG JANUARY Wed., 2 Back to school after Sandy claws vacation. Elsie Kroupa has a new knitting bag. Thur., 3 Ye Gods! What next?Tech girls adopt boys' rules in basket ball. Fri., 4 Basketers get away to a flying start. East Tech 24; East 7. Mon., 7 Miss Parmenter’s home room celebrates at the Alta House-cop the Home Room Basketball cup. Mon., 14 Last Senior music rehearsal—more fun than music. Thur., 17 Ambrose thunders a graduation speech. Mon., 21 New term begins; flats on lap joint. Tues., 22 Just think fellas, 2255 kids in the school and most of the girls in the annex! Wed., 23 Gym Captains have a regular' bankwet’, olivesaneverything. Sat., 26 Civelletto plays his farewell game, also farewell to Centrals’champ hopes. Tech 20; Central 18. FEBRUARY Fri., 8 Debating closes with unanimous decision over Lincoln; just one more championship for Tech. Sat., 9 Glenville cagers bumped; 33 to 18. Mon., 11 War Saving Stamp drive stans at Tech. Sell 1200 at first lick. Thur., 14 Hans Grebe gets his picture in the Scarab—the girls will bother him more than ever now. Fri., 15 Rose Maiden; cantata given by Mr. Jones’ music classes. Sat. 16 Oh, hateful confidence! Beat by Commerce by one point in fifteen minute overtime game. 16 to 15. Mon., 18 Gibby’s throwing chalk and erasers today; flats be careful. Tues., 19 Mr. Lake and Mr. Adell make “thrift saving” speeches in audy. Thurs., 21 It's Daffydil day again. Such proud young maidens! Sat., 22 Basketers finish up Lincoln, 24 to 18. Thur., 28 Aggies’ initiation. Oh boys, didja ever get sand in your shoes and down your back? THE JUNE BUG 181 MARCH Fri., 1 Shaw humbled 23 to 10.— Jordan plays center. Fri., 8 We finish basketball season, and West Hi, 24-10. Sat., 16 Darwin was right. You oughta see the clowns in the 'Taming of the Shrew.” Mon., 18 St. Patrick’s day—Sogolo-vitz wears a green tie. Wed., 20 O-oh, girls, whadda ya think? Miss Campbell’s gonna get married Friday. Tues.,26 Report cards again. What happened in the woodshed when the cards came home? Ask Dad, he knows. Tues.,26 Wm. Toth enlightens the Ben Franklin boys on the subject of the devil! Thurs., 28 Third Liberty loan drive starts—Prin. Lake signs up every one at Tech. Fri., 29 Oh! dire woe! Coach Gibson is to leave us. Sat., 30 Fellows’ farewell to coach given by cleaning up on West Tech in track meet. APRIL Wed., 3 Some April Fools’ day left over; Bill Jordan gets to Trig on time. Thurs.,4 ‘Mike’Conway winsathrift stamp at the Socratian dance and party. Fri., 5 Geewhiz!” saysjohnny they had fandangos and minuets and everythin’ in a pageant at school today. It was called Liberty Unsheathes the Sword!” Wed., 10 Notherbankwet” and initiation of Wreckers. New members areserved currents” indifferent places. Fri., 12 Chippendale Dance. Tues., 16 Nearly four hundred funerals today which were postponed from yesterday. P. S. (It was opening day, but it rained.) Fri., 19 Senior Dance—Hans Grebe tries to do a fox-trot. Wed.,24 Col. Cockburn, veteran of Canadian 10th Bat., just back from the front,talks to History and Civicsclasses. Fri., 26 Emery Durstine wins a War Savie” by elocuting in the audy. Mon., 29 Big Brother”organization started at Tech. 182 THE JUNE BUG lAOM MAY 20 I MAY Wed., 1 Mustbesomethinginaname all right—Gamble was caught with a pair of dice. Mon., 6 Benton Davis says he's prepared for War service—been wearing a wrist watch for years. Fri., 10 Hooray! No final exams! Tues.,14 Worse and worse! Even the teachers got them now; Miss Pollock carries a swagger stick. Mon., 20 ANNUAL OUT. Tues., 28 Callersallthe time now— Visitors Week at Tech. Wed., 29 Memorial day exercises, given by Miss Pollock’s classes. Max North soliloquizes. Wed., 29 Class Night—Sketch by Senior Class. Scarab ceremony—Bill Jordan is high priest. JUNE Fri., 7 Graduation. A FAMILIAR FACE No need to ask you if you recognize him. It’s our own Mr. F. E. Spelman. But the name sounds unfamiliar, doesn’t it? He’s been Dad” to too many of us to make us recognize that F. E. readily. Besides having been in our school since we began in 1908, he has been doing Manual Training work in the Cleveland schools since 1901. You can find him any day. in his big apron, standing amidst the curling shavings, or near that buzzing saw, directing freshman hands in the way they should go. Here’s to you, Daddy! Happy days! THE JUNE BUG 183 Mr. Collins without a pen in his mouth. Marion Corcoran with black hair. Mr. McGuinness stepping lightly. Mary Tobin without curls. Miss Beaton without a smile. A teacher going up the right stairs. Yearley and Hinz as Cleopatra and Zubelda, respectively. Eill Jordan and Pat Holley doing a one-step. A quiet freshman or a sensible Soph. Miss Parmenter, (in social problems) : “How many reasons are there for the establishments of unions?” Student: “Six.” Miss P.: “Enumerate them!” Student: “One, two, three, four, five, six.” Mr. Bone (to a flat who is trying to drive a nail with a piece of wood) : “For goodness sake, boy, you’ll never drive that brad with a stick—use your head.” Miss McGowan: “What are the three most common words used in school ?” I1D,: “I don’t know!” Miss McG.: “Correct. You get a 10.” HONEST CROWD Miss Cooke (in the library coming over to a table of seniors) : “Are you all ‘off’ over here?” They all said “Yes.” 184 THE JUNE BUG THE STONE SHOE CO. 312—Euclid-318 Everything in Footwear THREE FLOORS IN CIVICS Miss Codings. “What other kind besides criminal and civil suits are there?” Senior (sleepily): “Er! ah! Richman’s.” x- He: “Has the faculty met yet?” She: “Sure—they’ve known each other for years.” Mr. Lawrence (in solid) : “How do you know that x = y?” Hinz: “Er—er—your nose knows.” —These Distinct Advantages Are Yours When You Buy From the Lewis Stores 1 st—A Saving of Money 2d—A Bigger and Better Variety 3d—A Square Deal Always. 4th—The Privilege of Credit. You will find Lewis service to be different from, and better, than usual. We sell you standard quality merchandise at the lowest prices quoted anywhere, either for cash or on credit. See our complete stock of Graduation Gifts. Hie LEWIS JEWELRY Co y. 603-5-7 Prospect at Colonial Arcade. 51 Old Arcade. Hippodrome Bldg.. Youngstown. THE JUNE BUG 185 Main 1156 Central 1007-L Organized 1892 The Electrical Repair Construction Co. “EXPERT ELECTRICIANS’ Repairs of Anything Electrical 407 Commercial Building 2056 East 4th Street Senior: “Parlez vous Francais?” Baron: “Ja, was wiinschen Sie?” CORRECT Bender: Say, Brooks, what do you sing?” E. Brooks: “Aw! 1 sing awful.” ♦ Mr. S.: “This boy of yours is absent so often I’m thinking of having a rubber stamp made for him.” Miss H.: “Don’t bother—just get some rubber hose and stamp him with that!” ? $ Mr. S. (to new boy) : “No book? Haven’t any book? And you’re repeating? Well, what did you come in here foi ?” Sophomore (under his breath) : “To look you over first, of course. CURSES! Silberberg (indignantly) : “You wrote Miss Teagle that 1 swore yesterday. I didn’t swear!” Miss Morgan (after some thought) : “No, William, I wrote that you swore you were in D when you weren’t.” Main 2979 KODAKS Central 8259-W GEORGE M. THOMAS CO. 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(in History) : “What did Jackson do with the surplus money?” Abe (sleepily) : “Spent it.” Dewey Henry, whose coat has been caught in door of crowded street car, to motorman: “Say, you've got me caught there, Brother.” Motorman (disdainfully): “Poor fish!” Miss C.: “Our first Liberty Loan bonds were thirty-year bonds. What are they now?” C. Schoen: “Twenty-nine.” Hottie: “Can I be punished for what I haven’t done?” Mr. Lawrence: “Of course not.” Hottie: “Well, I haven’t done my Solid.” The ideal school training for EXECUTIVE POSITIONS in industrial institutions today is a combination of technical and commercial training. You are graduating and have the technical training, and with a few-months of intensive commercial training will be able to STEP INTO POSITIONS WHICH ARE IN DIRECT LINE TO THE TOP. See us now—let us help you formulate your plans. Wilcox Commercial School Convenient Location—Modern Equipment—Efficient Methods—a school that measures up to East Side ideals! 10111 Euclid Avenue, one block West of 105th. Heather Building Garfield 9572 Princeton 1164-W 188 THE JUNE BUG ALIBI Miss Col lings (on Red Cross day when everyone was supposed to hand in a poem) : “Robert wheie’s your poem or essay?” Bob Truhlar: “Honest, Miss Codings, every time I tried to put it on paper it was so fiery the paper scorche Bob got a ten—once. w $ Elsie Kroupa: “Want to subscribe for an Annual there, Kid?” S. Simon: “IIow often do they come out—every month?” Miss Walz (in IA German) : “What was Elizabeth doing while Rhine-hardt was telling his story ?” Flo Young: “She was stringing him—beads.” 4- Ticket Salesman: “Hey, flat, why didn’t you go to the last basket- ball game?” ID,. “Aw-w-w it was Saturday night and I hadda stay home and take my bath.” O $ V Jordan: “Gee, I just ate a wormy chestnut.” Mr. Adell, sternly: “Jordan, don’t you know that this is meatless day?” • 4 Miss Elmer, in IB English: “Hamburg is at the mouth of the Elbe.” Small voice: “Gosh, that's another German atrocity, isn’t it?” £ Miss Penfield: “What kind of a man was Joe Cannon, second speaker?” Hershey: “Er—um, rather explosive.” % Scotty: “Where are you the 8th today?” She (slowly, impressively) : “I have a rendezvous with death!” Scotty: “Oh! you’re going to one of the Baron’s classes!” Compliments of Henry Grebe Co. 2046-2058 East 4th Street CLEVELAND. 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The Dyke School of Business Member National Association of Accredited Commercial Schools Anisfield Building Ninth—Prospect—Huron 192 THE JUNE BUG THE SPENCERIAN SCHOOL Euclid Ave. and East 18th Street 9,000 YOUNG MEN FROM CLEVELAND ALONE TO BE CALLED TO COLORS DURING 1918 9,000 POSITIONS TO BE VACATED A large number of these positions will require people with a high school education supplemented by a thorough commercial training. You have a most wonderful opportunity to go quickly to big positions, positions of responsibility and trust. By choosing a class of service which requires commercial training, You Are Serving Uncle Sam ; You Are Backing Up the Boys; You Are Giving Yourself a Practical Training and business experience, without which you will be handicapped after the war. Spencerian Graduates are the Business Generals of today. Spencerian school will qualify you in the briefest time consistent with thorough instruction. Answer the Government Call. 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ADMIRE, President BEFORE THE PLAY Miss McKitrick (seeing Fitzgerald in the hall) : “Hurry and see Miss Parmenter; she needs another foo— er, clown.” OVERHEARD IN THE TEACHERS’ ROOM Miss J.: “May I use your locker key to get some gum off my shoe?” Miss H.: “Oh don’t bother with that—I’ve got an extra stick in my pocket here!” Mr. Collins (explaining dilemma) : “If I stay, I’ll be scolded by my mother-in-law; but if I go, it is raining and I have no umbrella. Nevertheless, I’ll go!! Kieran had a wad of gum, To school he used to take it; He took it into Dutch one day And Miss Walz made him shake it. SPECIALISTS Everything in WEARING APPAREL for the Younger Fellows The Graves Laughlin Co. Next to Miles Theatre—East 9th Street 194 THE JUNE BUG Maxwell: “Say! Do you know Fat Burns?” Bertoli: “No.” O. M.: “Well, it does.” Miss Codings (in Civics) : “Are there any questions on today’s lesson ?” Krejci (interested) : “What is the lesson?” . Wick: “I’ve got four study periods today; think I’ll study to get ahead in History.” Denzer: “You need one.” Jordan (in Solid) : “You build up your light prism upon the prism that isn’t l ight- Mr. Lawrence: “That’s not right; you’re left; sit down.” McFarlin: “Mr. Jones, I can’t sing this morning.” Mr. J.: “How’s that?” McFarlin: “Why, you see, I was talking thru a screen door last night and strained my voice.” P. S.—Mr. Jones gave him the “cord” off his lunch. Young Bill Wurst was much in love, His very soul was awhirl; He took Miss Frankfurt in his arms, For he never “sausage” a girl. THE JUNE BUG 195 Hutographa 196 THE JUNE BUG Hutograpbs