Emmerich Manual High School - Ivian Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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TO our sponsor, Miss Knox, in appreciation of her countless services and constant guidance, we, the class of ' 20, affectionately dedi- cate this Senior Booster. 9fi4 . o CO CO u THE BOOSTER HISTORY OF THE 1920 CLASS FORREST TALBOTT, Historian In 1916 and 1917 there arrived at our famous school many young and bright boys and girls striving upward on the broad road to knowledge. They were very much like their predecessors, climbing the spiral stairs to find the lunch room, hunting for the elevator, and frequently visiting the office for tardy slips. After a long, hard strug- gle they became seniors. Then they had to have a party to get acquainted, which was held in the gym at roll call, and was very successful except so far as getting acquainted is concerned. Early in the term they held their first meeting, and adopted the constitu- tion of the June 1918 class. From the several famous and handsome nomi- nees, Glenn Kingham, whose blonde hair and silvery tongue won the vote on the south side of the auditorium, was chosen for the office of president. The vice-presidency went to Susie Har- mon, a petite miss with large brown eyes, the effect of which was shown in the vote she received from the north of the auditorium. Then, thinking that it would be appropriate to put brunettes in the other two offices, they elected as secretary Elmer Shakel, he with the beautiful jet locks and serious secretarial expression, and as treas- urer Catherine Carnes, whose reputa- tion for honesty was more widespread than Abraham Lincoln ' s. To end the numerous quarrels and disputes in the halls the class color was next selected — Green!, but a quiet campaign carried on by the girls re- sulted in a real battle at the next meeting, and when those senior boys regained consciousness they found out that blue had been chosen. Many people did not seem to realize the importance of these seniors, some of them even going so far as to pass them without noticing them, where- fore they decided that each one of them wear a pin by which they might be distinguished from the common herd. Wanting something original, they chose the design submitted by Lenore Lorentz. Then they had the privilege of, explaining to some stupid people what the x ' s stood for. Pre- pared thus they attended the Ivy Day evercises of the January, 1920, class, at which President Cleaver presented the silver trowel to President King- ham. Because their pins did not at- tract enough attention the class de- cided to wear some kind of insignia that would, and chose the armband de- signed by Russel Lovelace. To pre- vent anyone ' s thinking they were Shortridgers, they decided that the blue on the armband should be very light. Much talk among the seniors con- cerning dandelions and orchids showed that the important question of select- ing a class flower was coming up, and at their next meeting this question was decided by the selection of the Russel Rose, with the Ophelia and Aaron Ward running close second. After un- dergoing the strain of so much busi- ness, the June ' 20 ' s followed the orders of their physician to take a rest and for amusement during their vacation, had Lauren Stokesberry and Josephine Osborne entertain them. On the day before Thanksgiving they went to a dance given by room 47. When all of them had recovered from the effects of big Thanksgiving dinners, they were called on to sell Red Cross Seals and Health Bonds. When the need of this money was explained the seniors responded willingly, and on the fol- lowing Monday were dismissed to can- vass the city. The prize for selling the most, of course, went to a June senior, Jessie Rybolt. How they had lived for three months without a yell leader is a puzzling question, but then you might expect anything from such a class as the June ' 20 class. Before the election the nominees were allowed to demonstrate their ability. George Hider gave an entertaining exhibition of the proper method of washing clothes, which was well appreciated by everyone, but Lorin Shulz was given the preference in the vote. Seniors are usually very kind and thoughtful, and the members of this class were not exceptions; therefore according to a custom established sometime before, they held a party in the gym to which each one brought a gift — that is almost each one. The rest gave money with which gifts were purchased. Though many a senior, and especially Gerald McGee and THE BOOSTER Thomas Seburn, was seen gazing longingly at these toys, they were all sent to the day nursery where they were appreciated. Being well satisfied with the amount of business accom- plished, the class set off the next two weeks for a vacation, but two weeks was a long time to be separated, and December 26, found them in the gym to watch the state team defeated by the alumni and to dance. When these seniors came back after their vacation they found that they must again settle the question of. the class color, for none of the desired shade of velvet ribbon could be found. Fearful lest they might become em- broiled in another dispute, they left the decision in the hands of a com- mittee which chose blue satin ribbon instead of velvet. By several months ' pleading, the motto committee ob- tained five rare and suitable mottos, from which was selected " Today We Launch, Where Shall We Anchor? " At the invitation of the Januaries the class attended a party and played a basket ball game to establish their much disputed superiority, which they didn ' t. As usual music was furnished by Manual ' s famous jazz orchestra, and this orchestra certainly deserves credit for making the parties during the year so successful. After this the Junes bade the Januaries a tearful adieu, but in their four years ' stay the Januaries had come to love the school so much that they decided in favor of remaining until June. With most of the work finished, the second term was commenced with much confidence and " pep. " Since there could be no better officers any- where all of them were re-elected. Looking forward to their departure from school life they chose a will- maker, Frank Smith, and then, of course they wanted to know about their hereafter, and chose Alfred Noll, prophet. This extraordinary young man at the time of his election was found in the guise of act " B " in a local theater. The bill boards outside pro- claimed " To him the past is like an open book — with blank pages, the fu- ture like a crystal globe — with nothing in it. " A last call for banners issued before Ivy Day brought forth several remark- able designs from which Robert Por- terfield ' s was chosen. The idea em- bodied in the motto was well carried out in this design and — wasn ' t our ship going fast? Since they were as fond of their appearance as most seniors they had their pictures taken, and to do this deed selected Bretz- man, a man who had won great fame making people look better than they really are. Having made such a good record, the members of this class wished other classes to remember them, and to keep this class always before them as a model of perfection, and decided that the best means of doing this was by presenting each semester two medals on the basis of scholarship. Following a custom inaugurated in 1909 by Miss Foy they celebrated Ivy Day. Music was furnished by the Es- sex Sisters, the class poem read by Margaret Bishop, songs written by Anna Greenspan and Pauline Ingalls sung. The exercises were closed with a masque written by Charles Millhol- land and the Ivy vine planted on the west side of the building near the ma- chine shop. On May 14, the entire class went to a farewell dance given by the January, ' 21 ' s. The sadness which is supposed to prevail at fare- well parties was certainly lacking here, and — thanks Januaries. On May 19, 20, 21, the people of Indianapolis were given the opportunity of seeing some of the best plays ever produced in this city, namely the June ' 20 class plays. " Beauty and the Jacobin, " and " The Pool of Answers, " were the plays presented. Success always attracts attention and admiration, and in closing the history of the June ' 20 class, I hope that everyone who admires the success of this class will not forget that this success could not have been possible without the untiring efforts of our sponser, Miss Knox, the careful coach- ing of the plays by Miss Perkins, the willing help and encouragement of Miss Brady, Miss Hill, Miss Izor, Mrs. Sayler, Mr. Ammerman, and the edi- tors of. the Booster, Walton Cash and Will Depperman. THE BOOSTER The Booster PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY The Pupils of Chas. E. Emmerich Manual Training High School Entered as second-class matter March 30, 1912 at Indianapolis, Indiana, under act of March 3, 1879 Acceptance for mailing at special rate of postage provided for in Section 1103, Act of October 3, 1917, authorized October 11, 1918. INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA 5 Cents a Copy 50 Cents a Semester Editorial Board. Will H. Depperman Editor-in-Chief. Robert Ross Ass ' t Editor-in-Chief Senior Booster Committee. Gerald W. McGee Athletic Editor Edward Hyde Personal Editor Alfred Noll Art Editor Associates. Eleanor Frye, John Young, Helen Chandler, Charles Millholland. In 1820 a man built a log cabin near the west fork of White river, and so Indianapolis began. The splendid lo- cality of the cabin influenced immi- grants to build others, until a village developed. With the invention of fac- tory machinery and the improvement in the means of transportation, the village grew into the city of Indianap- olis. Now it celebrates its one hun- dreth birthday with a population of over 300,000. In 1895 a man founded M. T. H. S. in this city. It was a small school at first, consisting of only two minor buildings. Two hundred students, taught by a small faculty, completed the school. This school developed with the city, until in buildings, equipment, and number of students, it has more than doubled. Over 1,000 students, in academic and athletic contests have added to its prestige and good name. Appropriate to this growth was the renaming of the school after its early founder, Chas. E. Em- merich Manual Training High School. In 1916, a new group of, freshmen en- tered this school. With each year spent here they developed both physi- cally and mentally until now, this June of 1920, they are ready to be gradu- ated. This class has been exceptional- ly fortunate in that it is organized when the city celebrates its centennial and the school its quarter centenrial. The June ' 20 class had the honor of helping celebrate the 25th birthday of the school and will have the honor of assisting in the city ' s centennial jubi- lee, in the same year in which they re- ceive their diplomas. These celebra- tions include the laying of a corner stone for a new building which will make a greater E. M. T. H. S. Ought not a class contemporaneous with such other splendid activities, al- ways actively support the school, and ought not the individuals of it O. K. the reputation behind them, and make good, active citizens, of this city and country? Education is not essentially Latin or Greek, but is a preparation of the mind and body for work after the school course is completed. Anything that tends to establish habits of study or healthful habits is a logical part of the school curriculum. Athletics, instead of being the diver- sion of a few, should be a part of, every student ' s activities because a succesful athlete must have habits promoting health. This is proved by Carl Brady, Kansas athlete, age 22 years, who won the Pentathlon at the 1920 Penn Re- lays. He says, " Early to bed, no liquor, no smokes, and a wholesome outdoor life have contributed to my success as an athlete. " THE BOOSTER ATHLETIC REVIEW To say the very least, our class has contributed its share of this season ' s athletes. Just look around and take an inventory. A biffy big broad jumper, hurdler, and a darting dash man, and a fellow who makes successful tries at every kind of atletics and wins when he has just half a chance, that is Jimmy Som- mers to a letter. He ' s got the dope and knows how to put it over. Rather small, but plumb full of mus- cles and stamina, and the accompany- ing zip, push and ability that goes to make one of the best athletes ever pro- duced at Manual, is a good way to in- troduce Clinton Whitney. At our track meets you see a flas h; biff and another record is broken by Clint. Some day maybe you ' ll see what a blouncing boxer he is — if you read the headlines of. the sport page. Leslie DeMotte, the essay profiteer, also has been giving some of these old- timers a few instructions in advanced work in the high jump. He is a first year man but has taken down many of the puffy birds down state and else- where. Edward Hyde, basketballer, showed some of the fellows from Shortridge and Tech last fall the art of playing basketball. Orville Speer, hard boiled leather booted person, has been throwing dust in our worthy opponents ' eyes of late in the dashes. Come to think about it, our class is not half bad. We have a nifty bunch of athletes with us. OUR CLASS Did I hear some pitiful pessimistic pest say that this has been a poor year in athletics? If you ever said that, just spread your ears and listen. When it comes to athletics, any size, amount or quality we are expected to win. Basketball is usually our long suit, but last year Tech showed a team of five green and white aces, to out bad luck, and cleaned things up in this section. Our team consisted of Strain, both Harmesons, Buschell, Wertz, Whitney, Hyde, Summers and Mercer. Coach Morrison, of course, did all he could to give us the stuff, but the dope bucket leaked and with all that good team work and passing, we failed to place our team in the Hall of Fame. In the City League, Tech kicked another goal; even at that we still claim we had the best all around team in the whole town, in the Monogram Team. It consisted of Schuller, Cohen, Hofman, G-lossbrenner, Bowers, Har- meson and Hyde. This team of Coach Tricky ' s was absolutely unmastered and invulnerable. This year ' s track team was organ- ized early. It entered one meet in which thirteen teams took part. Our team easily won, while every man on the team was a scorer. There were two triangular meets, both of which, as would be expected, were easily won. But of all these victories there was one defeat, by Martinsville, with a score of 50-49. In the annual Freshman Track Meet Daniel Clark, the highpoint man, won a sweater and several medals. Lowell Sparks and Julius Kleeman won out in golf and tennis respectively last fall. We were surprised when we heard of our track teams ' being defeated at the sectional. We thought our team was undefeatable and still claim that in a dual meet we can beat any team in the section. Well Tech, since you won both the basketball sectional and track sec- tional, here ' s good luck and more vic- tories. 6 THE BOOSTER THE BOOSTER ART EZD S33 CATHJVfhi 5 PLAY THE BOOSTER 1920 MASOMA CLUB I remember the first day I entered Manual as a Freshman I was first the usual frightened Freshman girl, and you may know what a relief it was to me when a Masoma girl volunteered to explain things. Along with other timid Freshettes I was piloted through the buildings and introduced to my new school home. The Masona girl explained to us the ideals, the inter- ests and the activities of the school, encouraging our wavering spirits with the information that an older sister would be assigned to aid us in every activity of our school life. " Now, I, too, want to be a Masoma and help promote the welfare of Man- ual, by helping make the girls in the school happier girls, better students and more valuable members of the student body, " I thought to myself. The Masoma Club was organized February, 1913, by Mrs. Rehm. At first there were three sponsers, Miss Don- nan, Miss Emery, and Mrs. Rehm, but now, only Mrs. Rehm pilots the Ma- soma ship. Any girl in English V is eligible if she has no office record, averages B in scholarship and is willing to carry on the standards of Manual by encour- aging efficiency, modesty, truthfulness, honor and service. YE BOOSTER STAFF THE BOOSTER .ft » 4S ■ B, Bgj. S ' • W , 1 1 4$ - : 1 i ™ 1 ■ w if; - ;;1 ' : ;i ; .. 1 1920 ROINES CLUB There is a club at school in which every underclassman looks forward to joining. He first knows it at the Fresh- man track meet, and later he finds the club ' s members doing everything that benefits the school. He knows the club as the supporter of sports, as a friend to discourage athletes, and as the live wire of the school. Can you blame him for planning to join this club — the Roines Club? The officers of this year ' s club are Roy Geider, president; Robert Knip- tash, vice-president; Raymond Mit- chell, secretary; Harry Johnson, treas- urer. To be eligible a senior boy must have an average of at least a B during his Junior year, and not have an office record. THE FADING SKY. The sky was all a luminous grey, Save where beyond the fringe of trees Black pencilled on the smoke, There sank the sun, A disk of ancient colored ivory — Warm tinted, yet pale As any Chinese moon, Before whose dying face, The swelling buds were tossed By winds in frantic parting. NIGHT ' S JEWELS. The silver chalice of. the rising moon Is scattering from its downturned rim The jeweled stars of early night To sparkle on the darkening velvet. 10 THE BOOSTER THE CLASS PROPHECY I had retired on royalties from my latest patent, the submarine balloon, and was hiking about the country for diversion, when I saw a circus. Not having enough money for the big show I went to a side-show, where I met many of my old friends and classmates. There was George Herold, the fattest man in captivity. Next was Pauline Wood, the living skeleton. Who should my eyes next rest upon but Minnie Zitz Lesman, the bearded lady. The next attraction was Jim Sommers, the strong man, lifting heavyweights made of cardboard. Looking farther I saw Abby Walters trying to tame a lion which proved to be Glen Kingham. Leaving the tent I walked about the ground and gave a blind man a penny with a hole in it. The blind man looked at the penny through his smoky glasses and said, " Hello, Al. " I then recognized Ervin Snyder who told me he would show me where I could find more of my friends. We went to a nearby hash house for dinner, and were waited upon by Lorin Schulz, the head waiter. Over in a corner of the room was Tony Mazza, vainly trying to get on the outside of a couple of quarts of spaghetti. After we had eaten our fill, we walked out in the back yard, and whom should we see but Elizabeth Alexander chopping wood without an axe. As we wan- dered down the street, we passed the Salvation Army in whose midst was Melvin Miller ragging the chop sticks on his drum. Also, there was Susie Harmon, who had changed her name to Susie Harmison, singing to her heart ' s content. Passing on we were not in the least surprised to see Bill Gaddis come out of a window at a very great rate of speed, followed by pans and dishes hurled with splendid accuracy by Marion Ericksen who had promised Bill she would obey. We then went to a theater where we saw a play not unlike our class play. The hero was Frank Smith, and the heroine was Ted Osborne. After the show was over, we went for a walk. It was not long before my eyes rested upon a sign which read, " Professor George J. Hider, dancing lessons, the orid- gonator of the ' Hider Hop ' and the ' Kalamazoo Bounce. ' " Farther down the street we came to a free air station and were greeted by Will Depperman, the proprietor. While we were engaged in conversation, a Ford limou- sine drove up for air, and who should step out but Mr. and Mrs. Barker, who were none other than our old friends, Crawford Barker and Vera Maple. Passing on, we stopped in a confectionery shop. Whom should we see now but Juanita Kersey, smiling amid the wares of the shop. Looking about the room we saw George Zink, more handsome than ever, wiping the tables of the ice cream parlor. Walking out of the store, we literally collided with somebody ' s family washing, under which we found Olive Willwerth. Our attention was next directed to a pedes- trian push ' ng a banana cart, who proved to be Leo Kiley. After sampling his wares, our attention was drawn to a pile of bundles, walking next to which was Margaret Patterson carrying a big market basket. To satisfy our curiosity, we investigated the bundles, only to find Bob Uhl serving as a dray. Looking up in the air we saw Charles Millholland, who had made a study of high art and was practicing his vo- cation on the top of a ten-story building, adjoining which was an " Old Maid ' s Home. " Looking on the porch, we were not surprised to see some of our old friends, Jessie Rybolt, Jessie Byers, Cozy Ward, Blanche Rodenbeck, (Continued on Page 12) THE BOOSTER 11 WILL We, the members of the June ' 20 class, realizing that we can show only in a small measure, our appreciation for the lasting benefits derived from Manual, sincerely hope that the existence of the high ideals and the wonderful work of the school, shall go on forever. So to our Alma Mater, we mournfully and reluctantly make, publish, and declare, our last will and testament as follows: 1. We hereby direct that our beloved faculty resume the management of the school ' s affairs, which have, for the past half-year been run successfully?? by our class. 2. We give and bequeath to Robert Uhl of the Jan. ' 21, class the exceptional ability of Glenn Kingham who not only as president of our class and as a fiery orator has gained world renown, but has also proved himself the champion time-killer by his arguments in Miss Thale ' s Civics class. 3. We give Susie Harman ' s " Smile of Smiles, " her sparkling eyes and charming manners to — to — well now — it ' s rather difficult to say who would treasure them most, besides we shouldn ' t give away all we have, so let ' s don ' t, and say we did, and keep her ourselves as long as we can. 4. We hereby direct that the following books-, written by the literary minds of the class, be left to adorn some conspicuous shelf of our new library: " The Supremacy of Women, " by Olive Willwerth; " How to Become Handsome, " by Leslie DeMotte; " My Experience on the Stage, " by Anne Greenspan. 5. We give and bequeath to our delicately featured Carl Wundrum, the " Pride of Manual, " the height, width and thickness, of Karl Klaiber ' s prepon- derous bulk. 6. We order and direct that a chiropodist ' s parlor be instituted in connection with our new $10,000 rest room, in order to care for George Hider ' s victims, a number of. which he makes at every dance down in the gym. 7. We bestow upon some innocent Freshman, Charles Millholland ' s ability to select and direct comedies, so that others may yet enjoy his keen sense of humor. 8. We hereby declare our appreciation to Mr. Sanders and Sergeant Schull, who by their unexcelled diplomacy, successfully warded off an attempted foreign invasion of this fair institution on that memorable day of April 9. 9. We give and bequeath to " Princess Pat, " better known as Margaret Patterson, a palatial home within the city limits, thus enabling Robert Uhl, and her other countless admirers to catch an owl and get home at a reasonable hour of the morning. 10. We leave for consideration by our able Major James Sommer, a compila- tion of collected excuses, offered by " Greased Lightning " Clint Whitney, in his many efforts to cut drill, and " get away with it. " 11. We grant to Josephine Osborne the privilege of loving and supporting " Poison Ivy " Stokesberry the rest of her days, of course we mean dramatically. 12. We order and direct, that the agony, created by Snyder, Harris, Schultz and Hyde be left to Mr. Sanders, hoping that he will dispose of it as quickly as possible. 13. We give and bequeath the sum of $1,000,000 from our overflowing treasury to the government, in recompense for all dilapidated, worn out uni- forms, soleless shoes, and broken arms. 14. We hereby direct that our conspicuous wall-flowers, John Whitney, Vernon Martin, Gerald McGee, and Will Depperman, shall be plucked tonight, thus giving way to the January ' s, who think they will make aggreeable gym decorations. 15. We leave to Coach Morrison, a formidable group of athletes, who, with the Harmie ' s and Wertz as a nucleus, should make a basketball team that would add honor and fame to Manual in ' 21. 16. We leave to the future classes our loyal and energetic sponsors, Miss Knox, Miss Hill, and Miss Brady. 17. We extend our heartiest appreciation to the other faculty members for their efforts to make the class history a successful one. 18. Lastly we appoint E. H. Kemper McComb, executor of this our last will and testament. FRANK C. SMITH, WILL-MAKER. 12 THE BOOSTER PHOOLISHNESS Orville Speer is a woman hater, but we notice that he just can ' t refrain from talking to them. George Washington washed this country and Woodrow Wilson dried it. T ' was a summer ' s day in winter, The snow was falling fast — While a barefoot boy with shoes on Stood sitting in the grass. I went to the movies tomorrow, Took a front seat in the back, Fell from the pit to the gallery And broke the front part of my back. Transcribed by E. H. Joke — George Hider. If George Herold would drink a bot- tle of red ink he would make a good thermometer. As an outfielder, Morgan Burke, a good fly-catcher. Miss Helming: " Who was Venus? " Karl Bruns: " Goddess of Love. " Miss Helming: " NO. " James: " Well, anyway, Cupid did all the dirty work. " We sincerely hope that Edna Gossett and Franklin Thayer will have all their pennies saved up in time for the trip. Wilbur Ditterick: " That president held cabinet meetings in the kitchen. " Ray Partee: " O that was a kitchen cabinet. " Miss Brady: " For Composition to- morrow I want you to write a friendly letter. " Loren Schultz: " To what degree of intimacy is this letter supposed to be? " Miss Brady: " Seniors will be child- ish every now and then. " Ted Osborne and Frank Smith re- quest that the last five minutes of the class play be rehearsed numerous times. Margaret Bishop, one day while in a preoccupied mood was asked by a friend, " What kind of shoes are you going to have for graduation? " " White organdy ones, " she replied. Elsie Underwood in Literature VIII: Breathes there a man — Whose heart has ne ' er within him turned (?). Mr. Money: Bismarck ' s policy was an extremely bloody one, can any one state it in just two or three words? Marion Ericson: Nuxated Iron. Chemical Action. A chemist dropped a burning match IN2 some TNT. Poor man, there was but one thing left AScRaP of BVD. With the aid of his bald head and heavy beard, Vernon Martin starred as Abe Lincoln in the class play. Raw. Heard during Senior Booster meet- ing. — Al Noll, " Have you any athletic pictures for the Booster, Ross? Bob Ross, " Yes I have one of Ted Osborne. " [Continued from Page 10] Naomi Newby, Mary Rucker, and Louise Schneider. To our surprise, we saw a home for unmarried men across the street, the members of which were Lauren Stokes- berry, Graeme O ' Daniel, Elmer Schakel, and Orville Speer. Our eyes next rested on a lonely looking young damsel walking down the street who proved to be Cathryn Mil- ler. Upon seeing her, Snyder very emotionally exclaimed, " My little long lost wife, " and flew to her arms. At this point the oracle ceased to move. The seance was over. —Alfred Noll. IVY POEM A hundred years — It seems but a day — Since calm and stillness o ' er this coun- try lay. Long years ago in the wilderness wide, Here dwelt the native of times gone by. At last a mighty people westward came With inspirations and hopes most high. They caused a city to leap to fame; A marvelous city which grew and grew Steadily, courageously, and peacefully too, A city of honor, of strength, of learn- ing, Virtues which grew as the years went by. Noble inspirations these hearts filled With yearnings high of hopes to give To their children what their own lives missed. Colleges and schools they built most enduring; Among these schools of fame and re- nown, Emmerich Manual sprang into being, Charles Emmerich, the founder, ever loyal and true, Twenty-five years ago, breathed in this school A spirit noble, loving, and so true, That each graduating class an ivy vine leaves To honor the spirit which must ever endure. Then today, as a class, together we come, Our ivy to leave, to be forgotten by none. And as our ivy reaches onward to the height of the tower, May we struggle to climb with it hour by hour. As tomorrow becomes today, and life goes fleeting by, Our ivy vine will guide us and lead us to things most high. Today it brightens and softens the sad- ness of this parting hour, For the ivy embodies our spirit — a spirit which refuses to say adieu. — Margaret Bishop. W ' M i TODAY WE LAUNCH, WHERE SHALL WE ANCHOR? EW i .S. gpnior Sssur im of Jhmmri, 1920 To Miss Gawne, our capable and loyal class sponsor, who has helped the January ' 20 ship weather the sea of seniordom, we dedicate this Senior Booster. THE BOOSTER Class Day Rah!— Rah!— Rah, Rah, Rah Janu- ary ' s — they ' re all right. Just to prove it everyone contributed something to make this class day just a little better than any class ever will again — yes- sir! Ruth Brundrette started off the program with the class poem, and Emma Leerkamp then revealed all our past, and oh — of all the episodes! Whee!! And next — oh, wasn ' t Dolly the sweetest thing! Our best planets presented the Christmas Crime. Then " Speedy " showed how a thing can and can ' t be where it ought to be when it isn ' t. Walton then fixed us all up as to our future husb — I mean as to our future occupations. The Count is no longer of any count ; he ' s a knight now. They made him a Sir. They sure have some voices in that January class, haven ' t they? I wish they had sung " Smiles, " that ' s my fa- vorite song. We ' re all proud of the way Robert Kniptash distributed our present faculties— not our instructors, oh, no!— about the Auditorium in gen- eral. And of course we have as lusty lungs as any, when we finished up with Rah! — Rah! — Rah, Rah, Rah January ' s. The exercises were culminated by a dandy party— Monday night! Ivy Day The January, 1920, Ivy Day was an unusual success, due to the work of Ruth Brundrette. The Pageant written by her was a beautiful interpretation of the spirit of Ivy Day. The following represented the virtues of the Ivy: Patience, Marjory Vedder; Hope, La Von Cox; Ambition, Robert Knip- tash; Memory, Helen Brandenburger; Service, William Gane; Silence, Grace Bower; Prophecy, Emma Leerkamp. Class Meeting The January, 1920, class assembled for a friendly chat about the class business Friday, January 9. After the minutes were read and voted upon the class settled down to some real busi- ness. The election of the class treas- urer was continued, having been left over from the last meeting. Clinton Glascock was elected over Robert Kniptash. The former treasurer re- signed on account of insufficiency of credits. The reports of the Gift and Class Day committees were heard. It was decided to have a class day party, but on account of lack of time was left until the next meeting, which was held on Wednesday, January 14. Mr. Ammerman says the reason he can ' t dance is due to the fact that when he thinks of the music he can ' t think of his feet, and vice versa. The Plays Enter Monsieur Farnell ' s servant. With this entrance the first play of the January ' 20 class, " The Will, " be- gan. This scene was very difficult to produce by amateurs, but every char- acter was well portrayed. The cast included Ruth Brundrette, as Madamoi- selle Resseine; Gerald Reese, as Far- nell; Mildred Allen, as Madamoiselle ' s servant, Marie; Isadore Cohen, as Tardiff, and George Cleaver, as the servant of Farnell. The other two plays, " ' Op o ' Me Thumb " and " A Christmas Chime, " were also very commendably done. The characters of " ' Op o ' Me Thumb " were Emma Leer- kamp, as Amanda; William Gane, as ' Orris Greensmith; Doreas Morris, as Mrs. Galloway; Gladys Morrison, as Celeste; Frances ' Childers, as Mad- ame, and Bessie Robbins, as Rose. " A Christmas Chime " had as its cast Bar- bara Hensley, Gladys Terrill, Helen Brandenburger, Dolly Wake ee, Roy Geider, Ted Owen and Henry Jonas, Joe Terrill. With only three weeks in which to learn their parts and be prepared to present the plays, the casts went to work with a will; and with the co- operation of the other members of the class and the school as a whole the plays were " put across " in fine style. THE BOOSTER CLASS HISTORY By Emma Leercamp In the year 1916 a great fleet of small rowboats started out to cross the sea of Manual which stretches away to the south of the port Common School. Each of these boats contained one passenger who was setting out to seek his or her fortune. For three years they traveled thus, and finally, some time in February, 1919, they reached the Island of " Seniordome. " I suppose it must have been, because they were tired of sailing alone that they did it, but at any rate all of those lone boatmen got together and bought a large ship which was called Senior- ship — after the island from whence it came. They realized before they started how badly they would need a leader — one who was brave and encouraging; so, after much thought, George Cleaver, who, though often accused of violent seasickness was recognized as a first-class sailor, was chosen captain. Mildred Allen, noted for her ability to give orders and her winning smile, was selected to assist George, and take his place in case the trip proved too much for him. Though the crew was very hard-up, they bought a safe be- fore leaving port, and one morning a gun was forced into Karl Scott ' s hands and he was ordered to guard that safe, no matter what happened. All of the crew seemed anxious that an account of the daily happenings be kept so Frances Childers, who was usually seen carrying a pencil and paper, was elected for that office. Having elected the officers and adopted the constitution, the crew got ready, and one bright morning in May the Seniorship set out for the port of Graduation. However, before they had gone very far it was decided that a flag was needed. It was rather hard to decide between two colors — American Beauty and green. One morning as the girls came out of their state-rooms they were horrified to see those supposedly tasteful boys hoisting a green flag. Defiantly the brave lit- tle sailorettes stepped forward in a body and emphatically ordered the flag lowered. Slowly, and not without a little arguing, the flag was lowered, and one of American Beauty put in its place. Hard feelings were soon over, and they sailed on calmly for a while. After a few days, however, the Seniors began to get restless. What they wanted was excitement. There seemed to be nothing, however, which could provide this until one morning about sunrise a ship was sighted some distance ahead. The Seniors needed only one glimpse to tell them that this was the ship of the June 1919ers. Then some one suddenly had a bright idea — why not catch up with them and in- vite them over to the American Beauty ship to spend an evening? So the Jan- uary class put on a little speed and, while the girls dolled, the fellows shov- eled coal, and that evening the good ship Seniordome pulled alongside the ' 19er. Of course the 1919 girls were at once enthusiastic, and, after much persuasion, finally succeeded in get- ting the boys to come. I don ' t know why — perhaps it was because those boys foresaw the coming of high prices that they were so saving of shoe leather (their own, I mean), but at any rate — well, boys do look rather nice all lined up along the wall. The party was over and the ' 19 ship had sailed on. Those January ' 20 Seniors realized that they were near- ing an island called Vacation. This they knew to be a very beautiful place — a most welcome sight to any sailor. As is the usual custom, the class was to stay on the island about three months. They all separated, each per- son going wherever he wished, and all agreeing to meet at a certain place on a set date in September. On the 9th of September all but a few were ready to continue the voy- age. Among those few were Miss Burnside, the pilot, whom everybody missed. The sea was more stormy this trip than before, and there was a great deal more work to do, for in- stance, Pin to select, Flower and Motto to select and Arm Bands to make (you see, all sailors have some sort of in- signia). The flower was easy to select, for since the flag was American Beauty — and it was a good American class on a good American ship — the flower, of course, would be American Beauty. It was rather hard at first to get an appropriate motto, and I much fear that " No payee no workee, " which was (Continued on Page 11) THE BOOSTER The Booster PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY The Pupils of Chas. E. Emmerich Manual Training High School Entered as second-class matter March 30, 1912 at Indianapolis, Indiana, under act of March 3, 1879 Acceptance for mailing at special rate of postage provided for in Section 1103, Act of October 3, 1917, authorized October 11, 1918. INDIANAPOLIS . I N DIANA J 5 Cents a } 40 Cents a Copy Semester Vol 22 JANUARY 21, 1920 No. 13-14 Senior Booster Committee Walton G. Cash Editor-in-Chief Francis M. Childers, Harry L. Johnson Asst. Editors-in-Chief Edgar Driftmeyer News Editor Barbara Hensley Magazine Editor Artie Collings Personal Editor Owen Dupree .Society Editor Albert Hoffman Athletic Editor Helen Brandenburger Asst. Athletic Editor Edwin Berryhill. .. .Business Manager Albert Fishman. . .Circulation Manager FACULTY ADVISORS. Miss Eleanor P. Wheeler, Miss Eliz- abeth Hench, Edward Holloway. Alberta Bernd deserves special mention for her stenographic work on The Booster. " Job hunting " will soon be popu- lar with the January class. Wonder what the " royal " family will do with the " Count " gone? I ' ll wager some of the Januaries feel rather blue today. Four more years of grind for the Twenties. " So long, " everybody, I ' ll see you next semester. Miss Gawne (calling for shoes for the actors in the play) — Has any one any shoes, size 11%? Curtain ! Miss Gawne to the January class — When you ' re two or three you don ' t make much noise, but since you are eighty-seven — Laugh ! POST GRADUATES Looking back to the time when Manual was first organized there have been students, who after completing their thirty-two credits of work have re- mained in school for another semester. These students were, and still are, called post-graduates. Some took up post-graduate work in order to make up college entrance requirements, others simply to learn more than they knew at the present, and still others just to remain around their old school. Few post-graduates have ever done brilliant work, as statistics readily show. Some have done fair work but the majority have flunked flat in most of their studies. Few post-graduates realize what they are in school for. Not for socia- bility or for pleasure but to continue their studies. Beginning next semester a new ruling will go into effect. No post-graduate will be allowed to carry less than four subjects. This order has not been made for nothing. This order is intended to stop all loafing which a large part of post-graduates have been doing in the past. This editorial attempts by no means to discourage students in taking up work which they need to enter college. That is not the idea. It does, however, strike at those who intend posting until next June with the slogan " Hang the grades, we ' re here for a good time! " THE BOOSTER ObtMt Manual Loses Although Manual was defeated at the Y. last Saturday, it was only after a game scrap, in which Jefferson was taxed to the utmost. Manual played a wonderful game, and it was only the amazing accuracy and lucky shooting of our opponents that won the game for them in the last few minutes of play. In the first half the score see-sawed back and fort h, one moment favoring us and the next our worthy quintet from Lafayette. The half ended with Manual four points in the lead, due to a successful bombardment of the bas- ket by Harmeson and Buschell. The second half was a repetition of the first, ending with Jefferson, the runner-up in last year ' s state meet, on the long end of a 31-21 score. In a curtain-raiser Manual Seconds defeated Shortridge Seconds by a score of 11 to 10 count. Summary and Score. Jefferson — 31 Manual — 21 Nuff ner Forward Strain C. Crowe Forward. . . Harmeson Smith Center Buschell E. Crowe Guard Wertz Neuman Guard Geisler Field goals: Jefferson, C. Crowe, 8; Smith, 5. Manual, Strain, Harmeson, 6; Buschell, 2. Foul goals: C. Crowe, 5; Wertz, 3. Substitutions: Manual, Whitney for Strain, Summers for Geis- ler. Jefferson, Daykenzen for Huffner, Nestrik for Smith. Found in a Geometry. If there should be another flood, For refuge hither fly; ' Tho all the world be submerged, He took her to a theatre, ' Tis said, a picture show; Most all the seats in the center were filled, So they sat in the very back row; The pictures were very interesting, Of fighting in the Argonne, He took hold of her little hand, And — then the lights came on! Athletic Review Athletics have undoubtedly been bet- ter supported this year than in any previous one. In golf and tennis there were about forty entries, while in bas- ketball at least a hundred enthusiasts answered the call. Lowell Sparks not only won the championship at Manual but also turned in the lowest score in the city high school meet. Emmonds Turner gave Sparks a run for his title, coming in a close second. Julius Kleeman, playing a steady game of tennis, was able to defeat Emil Harmeson in the finals, and thereby added his name to the list of tennis champs. Harmeson forced Julius to play three sets, the result of which were 6 — 3, 2 — 6, 6 — 3, to cop honors. Next in chronological order, came basketball, the sport in which Manual excels. The day of the first call saw Manual ' s gym filled with would-be players, eager to show their worth. The more deserving of these men were selected and assigned to either the Ma- jor, Minor, Midget or Freshman teams of their respective floors. House I seamed to have the edge on the other floors, as it stood first at the close of the series. The city league teams, namely, the Monograms, Duplicates, Triangles, and, last and least, the Quads, were next selected. These teams were to represent Manual in battling similar teams from Tech and Shortridge for the city champion- ship. Sad, but true, the invincible Monogram team, with a 1000 per cent record, is the only team that has up- held our record satisfactorily. Let us now turn to Manual ' s state team, who, in spite of many hardships, are developing into a team which will be a real contender in the sectional meet next March. In the first place Coach Morrison was left with only one state team man around which to form (Continued on Page 13) o CM 3 PL, o IS) U THE BOOSTER CLASS PROPHECY By Walton Cask Before taking the class twenty-five years into the future, I would like to say a word by way of introduction. In the first place, I make no claim what- soever to the possession of supernatural powers. I will not guarantee that the following prophecy comes true and would like to say that I have received no bribes whatever. I can, however, vouch that in some mysterious way it was given to me to see the following events as in real life. With this brief preface, I dedicate this prophecy to Mr. Money, my only relative in the school. Now for the prophecy: One score and five years ago there graduated from E. M. T. H. S. the greatest class in the history of the school. This class was known as the Jan- uary ' 20 class. It was my privilege to be a member of said class, and for twenty-five years I kept in my mind the motto, " Be American, " and tried to live up to its standard and ideals. For twenty-five years I had been in Alaska superintending shipments of cocoanuts to the United States. After having spent that length of time away from home, I decided to go back. Arriving at San Francisco I decided before leaving for the East to take in the Movie Studios of southern California. Upon my arrival at Los Angeles, I immediately went to the Mack Sennett Studios. They were rehearsing a comedy and who do you think was in it? Our old friend Past Participle Harry S. Tobin. He was being chased by a dog and was supposed to climb a tele- phone pole to escape being bitten but could find no pole. Finally the manager, who turned out to be Dan Macnamara, yelled to the dog, Roy Geider in dis- guise, to quit monkeying and to act like a dog. This moment the Mack Sennett bathing girls appeared on the scene and I was greatly surprised to find among them some of my old classmates, Elizabeth Morlan, Frances Childers, Gladys Morrison, Isabella Weiss, Inez Gregg, Lydia Barker, Bessie Robbins, Emma Leerkamp and Edith Almeroth. About this time the Past Participle recognized me and came over to where I was. We talked about good old Manual days, and numerous other things. Just then Roy, who had taken off his dog outfit, joined us, as did the bathing girls. We all decided right then and there to have a reunion that evening. After all were ready to go, we jumped into the San Francisco Airline Lim- ited. Soon the conductor came to relieve us of our fares. Imagine my surprise when I recognized my old friend and enemy, Owen Dupree. He was so tickled that he forgot to take our fares. He said that this airline business was the fastest work he could find, and that it paid him the best. He received fifty dol- lars on hour, working one hour a week. After our party, which now included " Speedy, " we bid each other goodbye, and I left for Indianapolis, arriving at 9 a. m. next morning. " Take you to any hotel in Indianapolis for a nickel, " were the first words I heard when I alighted from the train. " Well, well, if it isn ' t William Gane, " I exclaimed as I saw that worthy and recognized his voice. He took me to the Metropolitan Hotel, a ninety-nine story building with a fine landing on top where I decided to stay during my visit to my home town. As I went up to register some one called me by name, and who should I see but Ralph Bockstahler in the queerest looking uniform I had ever seen. He invited me to his room and told me a strange story. After graduating from college, he, J. Edgar Driftmeyer, the Count, and George Cleaver built an airplane capable of traveling a hundred thousand miles an hour. With this machine they went to the moon, arriving in slightly over two hours. The Count, upon finding that poisonous gases were prevalent upon the moon invented a chemi- cal substance which drove them away. Then he founded a kingdom and called it Caroline. He was made Count of the new kingdom and Bockstahler became Vis-Count. George Cleaver was given the honored position of Court Clown. Ralph invited me to go with him, but I declined, saying that if I ever committed suicide I should prefer another method. I promised him, however, that I would 8 THE BOOSTER call at his house very soon to renew my acquaintance with his wife, formerly Helen Brandenburger. I stepped up to a cigar store to buy a cigar, and I was astonished to see the Indian statue in front of that store come to life and take the appearance of Clinton Zenith Glascock. After shaking hands with him and asking where I could find some other of my schoolmates, I bought a cigar and departed. I then went to Riverside Park for some recreation before resuming my duties. " Three shots for a nickel. Step right up, " came the voice of Herschell Moats. Needless to say, we were both delighted to see each other. I took three shots and hit the colored fellow right in the nose. He came from behind the scenes then and wanted to break my neck until he saw who I was. He was William Buck, the fellow who caused Manual to go bankrupt furnishing him with tardy slips. He did not look very natural with all his paint, but I knew him for all that. He also informed me where I could find some more friends. The next morning I started on my weary way. Stepping into a nearby subway, I heard a familiar voice call, " All aboard for Haughville, Brightwood, Broad Ripple and other northern points! " Coming closer, I spied Robert Knip- tash. Before he saw me I escaped for I happened to remember that for twenty- five years I had owed him six cents, and I was in no condition to pay it now. As I entered my hotel that evening, a messenger boy, Raymond Mitchell, pre- sented me a telegram which read like this: " Go to Hawaii immediately, and try to stop the strike of croquet players. " I boarded the Panama Limited for New Orleans and was soon on my way. That night I had some lively experiences. In the compartment next to me I could not help but hear the following conversation : ■ " You beast, you, you ' ve only given me five cents since we ' ve been married! Then you made me give it to the porter as a tip. I ' ll pull your hair! " " Now, Edith, dear, " cooed the sweet voice of August Schrader, " You know very well that I gave you six cents instead of five and that you bought a stick of gum with the penny. " Deciding to have a little fun I called the porter. I looked at him steadily for a couple of minutes, and with one stroke of my hand made white the black- ened face of William Gaddis. He told me a long tale of woe about having to take this job to get to New Orleans where he expected to raise snow balls for the southern children and become rich. Just then an important looking man, in the person of Henry Weghorst, laid a hand on William ' s shoulder and said, " You ' ve played enough today, William, you must come to your compartment with me. " On the side Henry told me that William had lost his mind over a checker game and was being taken to an asylum in New Orleans. He only imagined he was a porter on the train. After hearing of this sad case, I could not think of the joke I had started to play, so went to sleep. After being asleep for about five minutes I was suddenly awakened by a voice commanding, " Hands up! Your money or your life. " As I had no money this did not worry me very much. After relieving the occupants of the Pullman of their valuables, the robber started to leave, when a little mar. Owen Mogg, whipped out his revolver and shot the robber in the gizzard. " Horrors, I ' m stabbed, " sobbed the voice of Lawrence McLaughlin. Mogg and I then got together and took our former classmate out of the train and threw him in a nearby creek, wishing him the best of luck among the other fishes. That ended my adventures until I arrived in Squedunk, Hawaii. Arriving in said burg, I immediately went to see the Duke, or King, or whatever they call the boss in that country, and you may imagine my surprise upon seeing Alex Levinson sitting on the throne, a second class soap box. When he recognized me he ordered a feast. Before long an appetizing menu of spaghetti and onions was floating before us. After lunch he introduced me to the staff of cooks. Edwin Berryhill was first assistant boss, holding the title of Discount. Alfred Mueller was the Baron, while Miss Dorcas Morris was chief cook and bottle washer. I told the King of my business and he soon straightened things up for me, and I went back to the United States, feeling like a young wasp just hatched. (Continued on Page 11) Senior Census NAME NICKNAME Esther Adams ..........Buzz ............ Mildred Allen .........Millie .......... Edith Almeroth ........Ede.............. Irma Beerman ..........irm ............. Edwin Berryhill .......Dis-Count ....... Ralph Bockstahler......Vis-Count ....... Helen Brandenburger . . . Red .......... Ruth Brundrette........Ruthie .......... Walton Cash ...........Walt ............ Frances Childers ......Frenchy.......... George Cleaver ........K. K. K. K....... Izodore Cohen .........Izzie............ Artie Codings .........Charlie ......... LaVon Cox .............Von ............. Barbara Eckstein ......Babs ............ William Gaddis ........Bill ............ Roy Geider ............Gus ............. William Gane ..........Bill............. Clinton Glascock ......Clint ........... Barbara Hensley .......Bob ............. Harry Johnson .........Spuds ........... Robert Kniptash .......Lou ............. Edgar Driftmeyer ......Count............ Emma Leercamp .........Dearie .......... Alex Levinson .........Skinnay ......... Helen Matthews ........Zip ............. Marion Milton .........Mary ............ Herschall Moatts ......Hersch .......... Owen Mogg .............Shorty .......... Elizabeth Morlan ......Betty ........... Dorcas Morris .........Dork ............ Gladys Morrison .......Celestie ........ Gerald Reese ...........Jerry .......... Martha Royce ..........Martly........... Robert Ritter .........Bob ............. Ralph Petitt ..........Pete ............ Edith Starkey ..........Ta Da .......... Harry Tobin ...........Past Participle . . Clinton Whitney .......Speedy........... Louise Zimmerman ......Zimmie .......... NOTED FOR . Having trouble . .Bashfulness ...... .Secretiveness .... .Skillfulness...... .Manners .......... . Dimples.......... . Flirting ........ . Poetry .......... .Laugh ............ .Monkey-shines ... . Brains .......... . Foolishness ..... .Athletics ........ .Sweet Smile....... .Curls ............ , Dancing ........ . Seriousness ..... . Acting .......... . I ’oise ......... .Disposition ...... .Girls............. .Tennis ........... .The Countess . . . . . Dates .......... .Women Lover ... .Attractiveness . .. .Wisdom .......... . Cleverness ...... .Machine .......... . Eyes ........... .Timidity ........ . Good Looks ...... .Smile ........... . Being late ...... .Jokes ........... . Eyes ............ .Singing ......... . Poker .......... • Basketball ..... , Artisticness ... APPEARANCE WANTS TO BE ..Innocent .............Circus Owner...... ..Subdued ..............Teacher........... ..Short ................Famous ........... ..Dazzling .............Sunbeam .......... ..Quiet ................Cashier .......... ..Shaven ...............Post-master ...... .. Dainty...............Popular .......... ..Noble ................Author ........... ..Disconnected .........Petted ........... . . Indiscribable ......Remembered ....... ..Dignified ............It ............... ..Laughable.............Door-keeper ...... . . Classy .............Stenographer ..... . .Lonely ..............Beauty doctor .... ..Sweet.................Happy ............ . . Clever .............I oved............ ..Kittenish ............Surgeon........... . . Bold ...............Captain .......... ..Graceful .............Bright ........... . .Willowy..............Coach............. . . Peachy .............Scientist ........ . . Staunch ............President ........ ..Conceited ............Noticed .......... ..Charming .............With Gerald....... . . Plump ..............Millionaire ...... . . Military ...........Movie Star........ ..Pleasing .............Clever ........... ..Good .................Brilliant ........ . . Proud ..............Electrician ...... ..Stunning..............Adored............ ..Haughty ..............Clerk ............ ..Lazy .................Actress .......... .. Cute ................Lawyer ........... ..Determined............Physician ........ . . Slick ..............Stage Manager . . . . .Lovable .............Property Man .... ..Solemn ...............Happy ............ . . Startling ..........Sharp Shooter ..Snappy ...............Crap Shooter...... .. Sleepy ..............Artist............ WILL BE Divorced Yell-leader Chorus Girl Blank Toe Dancer Murdered Mrs. Geider Opera Singer Minister Harmless Married Arrested Football Star Harmless Suffragette Chauffeur Actor Nuisance Conductor Comedian Porter Daddy Professor Fashion Plate Junk Dealer Society Belle Lawyer Coal Heaver Model Designer Artist Grocery Clerk Clown I'ndecided Auctioneer Sailor Fortune Teller Commander Prize Fighter School Marm CO THE BOOSTER" Op-O- Me Thumb " m ...-; " - — « . nw ■■ Kglli hEs HI h I H HMe ' B f%J l;.! 1 ; i . [ gLTI ;■ ' ■■ ;•-• ■ ' ' ?.. : ' : ' .- " t pis ' A Christmas Chime ' The Will THE BOOSTER 11 During my layover in XeA Orleans I decided to visit a restaurant. Upon entering I was surprised to see that the cashier was Mrs. Helen Matthews Scott. Her husband. Karl Scott, was owner of the hash house. I ordered bean soup, crushed potatoes, lizzards ' hearts, frogs on toast, and grape fruit. Every- thing was excellent but the grape fruit. I started talking to Karl and found out the occupation of Mr. Robert Ritter. He was first vice-president of the Organ Grinders ' Union Xo. 999 of Beech Grove, and Gerald Reese was occupying the position of monkey for the organ. It was needless to say that he filled the posi- tion well. He also told me that Isadore Cohen was in jail, having stolen a kiss from Mrs. Ralph Brooks, formerly Miss Marie Abbit. Albert Fishman was a crabbed old bachelor, havins: had his spirit broken long ago by Artie Collings. Artie Collings was making life miserable for some man whom she had married be- cause of his money. Harry Johnson was the floor walker in a beauty parlor on Indiana avenue. His assistants include Barbara Hensley. Alberta Imel, Louise Zimmerman, with Roy Pedigo as boss. Clinton Whitney and his wife, formerly Mildred Allen, were operating a cocoa parlor in Bevo. Xear Beer, Indiana. ' " Walton, Walton, get up! Your breakfast is cold and you ' ll be late for school. " " Yes ' ni, " I meekly murmured as I woke up out of a very unusual dream. suggested, might have been chosen had not Miss Knox come to the rescue with " Be American. " For some time several of the people had been acting very strangely, espe- cially Helen Brandenburger and Louise Zimmerman. They were usually seen in a deep study— laboriously scribbling on a piece of paper — while all the rest wondered. Then one day came the an- swer. Helen rushed out of her state- room grandly waving her scrap of paper. At the same time came a bunch of others, all eager to show what they had done. Helen reached the deck first, however, where all the other Seniors were gathered, and proudly exhibited a pin design. The others followed breathlessly, but every one was crowding around Helen, and they were so taken up with her design that it was immediately accepted. They next examined Louise Zimmerman ' s design, and although it was against the custom they chose her design for an arm band. Then suddenly out of a clear sky the guard who had so nobly stood on duty before the ship ' s safe, announced that he must give up his position. He was undecided as to whether he wanted to go on or wait for the next ship. The class looked about wildly for another guard who would be so faithful. Then some one espied Clin- ton Glascock, who was patiently scrub- bing the deck. He was surely steady enough to be guard, and he at least would not grumble at the change, so Continued from page 3 Clinton was promoted with high hon- ors. Finally the most looked-forward-to thing for most Seniors came. Miss Perkins announced the names of the class plays; then, after about two weeks ' of hard practice, the plays were given. The Will, the first play, was a tragical sort of thing with a villain, a beautiful lady, a stolen will and everything. ' Op o ' Me Thumb, the sec- ond, pictured a typical laundry with shirts, collars, socks and, of course, a man. Best of all. The Christmas Chime, a comedy with a grand finale — and then some innocent person asks why Helen Brandenburger is so anx- ious to give the play again! Every one had been so busy and contented that all were surprised when it was announced that there were only two more weeks of sea life for most seniors. The ship had been drawing nearer and nearer the port of Gradua- tion. Somehow every one had a good feeling for the old ship, and all hated to leave it. However, without a word, all packed up and got ready to step ashore. Frances Childers " stepped out ' Thursdav nisht. We wonder where. Mary Xer.l is now a Sunday school teacher. Her " pet " pupil is William Gaddis. 12 THE BOOSTER Masoma Club 1 1 i i I ; , ■ i 2$i 4 ' i ■ re Roines Club THE BOOSTER 13 Masoma Club The Masoma Club, the first honor- ary society in Manual, was organized in 1903 by Mrs. Rehm for the purpose of promoting the welfare of the school by helping to make the girls in the school happier girls, better students and more valuable members of the stu- dent body. The officers for the last semester were Esther Adams, Presi- dent; Susie Harmon, Vice-Presi- dent, and Pauline Ingalls, Secretary- Treasurer. The lines of work this se- mester have been promoting the inter- est of the freshmen by encouraging them in their school activities and their social activities by giving a se- ries of parties. Each hour in the day there are two assistants in the library and two messengers for the office. Our cashiers and many of the employes in the lunch room are Masoma girls. The girls not only have their work but they also have many delightful parties. Roines Club The Roines Club, organized in 1914, is a prominent factor in the life of Manual Training High School. The club is composed of senior boys who have made an average of B or better during their junior year, and who have no office record. Meetings are held semi-monthly at the homes of the members of the club. Miss Knox is the sponsor. The purpose of the club is to pro- mote all school activities, with em- phasis on athletics. At the present time the club is promoting a fund for a tablet to be used in the new addi- tion to our building as a memorial to Manual ' s soldiers in the world war. If any school activity needs backing in anv way the Roines Club is always on the job. Continued from page 5 a team. The sick list called several of our best men to its side for several weeks ' vacation. This greatly crip- pled the quintet. The dark days, we hope, and have every reason to be- lieve, are past, for only the other day old Dame Fortune signed a contract, in which she promised to allow us to win the remainder of the games, in- cluding the sectional. Manual Days. Slowly the doors of Manual Are swinging open wide, And soon we must pass through them To the big wide world outside. Fond fortune beckons to us And whispers tales of fame, But we pause upon the threshhold To look back once again. We see ourselves as Freshmen With the usual pile of books; Little anxious faces With green and verdant looks. Hunting the elevator, And climbing the tower stairs, Or looking for a classroom We couldn ' t find " any wheres. " Yes, we were once sma ll Freshies And burned the midnight oil, Cared not for girls and parties But filled our days with toil. And then, when we were Sophomores, We lost our love for books, And tried to be like Juniors And cared more for our looks. The girls abandoned pigtails, The boys put on long pants, Our joy was teasing Freshies, And learning how to dance. But when we were made Juniors, We lost our giddy ways And settled down to study And use the golden days. We ' d forgotten the joy of the Sopho- more For passing the Freshie stage, And knew not the pride of the Senior; We were at the sensible age. But the year of the Junior was short, And when Seniors we became, The world took on new colors And nothing remained the same. We held our heads up higher And swaggered down the hall, Smiled wisely down on the Freshie; We hardly saw him at all. In our Senior year things happened And " cases " came thick and fast. We ' re afraid our little historian Has lost her heart at last. (Continued on Page 16) 14 THE BOOSTER CLASS WILL We, the January, ' 20 Class of Emmerich Manual Training High School of Indianapolis, Indiana, feeling that our remaining life is short, do hereby make public our last will and testament as follows: First. We leave dear old Manual, with the hope that the ever leading spirit of this year shall continue on forever. Second. We give the picture of President George Cleaver to the student body of E. M. T. H. S., so that they may place it alongside the pictures of other great presidents, such as Lincoln and Washington. Third. We will to Owen Dupree the Park Theater of this city, and as prom- inent a theater in every large city of the United States, so that he too may, as the great Thurston did, show his magical ability to the people of this great democratic country. Fourth. We leave to any promising freshman, Lieutenant Schrader ' s mili- tary carriage, and his ability to lead men. Fifth. We leave to Caroline Mark the Count J. Edgar Driftmeyer so that she may enjoy one of the blessings of this world for the remainder of her life. Sixth. We will to Alexandria Levinson any pawnshop on West Washington street, thus giving to the citizens of Indianapolis an opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of having a jewelry store equal to the Tiffany Jewelry Company of New York, New York. Seventh. We leave to our roll room teacher and sponsor, Miss Gawne, the undefeated laugh of Walton Cash to be disposed of as she may desire. Eighth. We leave to any beautiful, gentle and hardworking girl, our most renowned Roy Geider, so that she may be honored by supporting and caressing him the rest of his or her life. Ninth. We leave these books to be placed on the shelves of our library hoping that coming Manualites will benefit by their contents. 1st. " The hand is quicker than the eye " by Owen Dupree. 2nd. " To be heard, laugh loud " by Walton Cash. 3rd. " Dancing and its benefits " by Sara Kaplan. 4th. " Get rich quick " by Alex Levinson. Tenth. We leave Raymond " Feet " Mitchel ' s most enlarged smile to any freshman whose face will contain it, so that it shall always be seen and admired in these memorial halls of Manual. Eleventh. We give to every January, ' 20 senior a complete history of the civilian and military life of William Buck. Twelfth. We leave to Clinton Glascock a date book so that he may keep his engagements straight and thus avoid breaking the hearts of some of the members of the fair sex. Thirteenth. We leave to Ruth Brundette a quiet, comfortable room near Spacke ' s Machine Shop, in which she may write poems to her heart ' s content. Fourteenth. We will Helen Brandenburger a large studio in which she may, as leading lady, rehearse her plays to perfection before appearing in public. Fifteenth. We leave to J. Owen Mogg and Alex Levinson, Manual ' s two greatest athletes, a huge gym in which they may keep in training. Sixteenth. We leave Lawrence McLaughlin ' s Coffin Company, Flower House, Tombstone Company, and cemetery, to Morris G. Young so that Mr. Young will not have any trouble in accommodating his future victims. Seventeenth. We give a room on the first floor of the Merchants ' Bank Building, to Frances Childers so that she may install a ticket agency and thus take care of the selling of tickets for everything of importance that will be given in Indianapolis. Eighteenth. We leave to the future graduating classes of E. M. T. H. S. the hardworking sponsors, Miss Knox, Miss Gawne, and Miss Brady. Nineteenth. We give a hearty vote of thanks to the other teachers of Man- ual who have helped in making the history of the January, ' 20 class. Twentieth. We appoint Mr. E. H. K. McComb executor of this, our last will and testament. ROBERT KNIPTASH, Will Maker. THE BOOSTER 15 A Xmas " Crime " Gladys: I do believe Dolly came in on that last train. We ' ve been expect- ing her for the last two minutes. Joe: Yes, it seems like years since we saw her. (Clasps hands, s ighs, and rolls eyes.) (Dolly enters, furs, ' n everything.) Gladys: Oh, you sweet thing. Dolly: Oh, Gladys! (They rush to- ward each other and embrace. Smack! Smack! Growling from behind the scenes.) Dolly (hand to her ear) : Whose voice do I hear? Gladys (nervously) : That ' s the ash- man. Give him the ashes, Joe. (Joe picks up tray of ashes from library table and starts out.) Gladys: Let ' s go up and take off your furs, Dolly, dear. (Joe enters with Ted.) Ted: Hello, old man, said he cor- dially. Joe: How do you do, said he shak- ing hands. (Both whisper SSSSSSS.) Joe: She did? (Puts his hand to his face.) Ted (acting shyly) : Points toe to the floor and assumes a sour look and says " Yes. " (Ted picks something off of the floor — handkerchief). Ted: Whose is this, Joe? Joe: The ashman must have dropped it. Ted: Well, I must be going now. Joe : Come on, I ' ll help you get your hat. (Stage cleared.) (Ted enters from the right, and Dolly from left.) Ted: Where ' s my hat. I thought I Dolly: Where ' s my handkerchief, Joe? (look up and see each other). Ted: Dolly!!! Dolly: Ted!!! (Smack! Smack! Smack!) (Curtain raised. Dolly and Ted have china dog in their arms. Barking from behind the scenes.) Dolly: I just adore dogs. Ted: Really! (Smack! Smack! Smack!) (Curtain Pinal.) The Count ' s Armor A woodpecker lit on a Freshie and settled down to drill; He bored away for a half a day And then he broke his bill. — Ex head The gift of the January ' 20 class to the inestimable Count J. Edgar Drift- meyer. That the American people are self- concerned can be seen from the fact that the January Seniors do not realize how prominent their class prophet is. Waltonond el Cashud is a native of Persia and is a descendant of the most ancient prophets in that land. Mulnond Cashud, the most ancient ancestor known, was not a born prophet, but acquired the power to prophecy in a peculiar manner. One day while he was wandering in the Sahok Desert he was overtaken by a snow-storm, and, although he survived, it affected his mind so as to give him the power to foretell future events. The January Seniors should congrat- ulate themselves on having a direct descendant of Mulnond Cashud for prophet. Count — I got a hundred yesterday. Joe Kirk — You are getting good. What was it in? Count — Fifty in Latin and fifty in composition. On the class play casualty li st is Gerald Reese and Emma Leerkamp. The " case " is very serious. 16 THE BOOSTER SENIOR SASSIETT A January senior asking his favorite young lady to go sleigh-riding with him: " Will your notions of propriety ad- mit of your entertaining an invitation emanating from me to indulge in the exhilerating pastime of being trans- ported over the gleaming and compact crystalization of vaporous exhalation drawn by a quadruped of the equine species harnessed to a cold but perfect piece of mechanism? " Helen Mathews — What is the correct translation of the motto on that lovely ring you gave me? Karl Scott — Faithful to the last. Helen Mathews — The last! How hor- rid! And you ' ve always told me that I was the first. William Gane, our noted violinist, gave a recital at the Deaf and Dumb Institute Friday night. The recital was a marked success. Speedy Dupree performed some very mystifying tricks at the blind asylum recently. Mildred Allen was the dignified chaperone at the G. of A. dance Tues- day night. Elizabeth Morlan has been seen quite frequently in Clinton Glascock ' s exclusive beauty shop. Bob Kniptash and Ray Gider at- tended a musicale given at the resi- dence of Frances Childers. The charm- ing debutante, Helen Brandenburger, wore an egg-colored Kokomo creation, while Frances Childers wore a prune- colored gown, trimmed in the Mem- phis Blues. George Cleaver rides a ' Central ave- nue car to Thirty-fourth street every other night. We don ' t know where he goes. Helen Brandenburger, La Von Cox and " Bob " Hensley had a little coast- ing party Saturday. Helen says the ups and downs of coasting strain one ' s dignity. It may be noted that Al Noll waits every evening till the rental library closes. August Shrader carries, mounted on his shoulders, the most splendid speci- men of carved teakwood known. Ralph Bockstahler and Bill Gaddis, who were the stars of Miss Helming ' s literature VII. class, announce that they have incorporated, and will give private lessons in advanced literature next term. A rumor is in circulation to the ef- fect that there are no girls in the Jan- uary class who can dance. Mildred Allen refused to make a statement in regard to the rumor. Rabbi Isadore Cohen attended the annual bolshevic reunion at Julietta, Ind., last week. First Act of Class Play. Chief Participants: Glenn Kingham. Walton ' Cash. Acrobatic Act: Mr. Kingham helps or assists Mr. Cash in chinning himself over the Auditorium door. Curtain ! Things do happen sometimes. Tobin — Ha! Ha! That ' s how I came to dream of you. - ' Op ' o Me Thumb to William Gane. From the quotations below it is evi- dent that Mr. B. Franklin wrote his Poor Richard ' s Saying while thinking of the January ' 20 class. Beware of expenses — Senior Class. The whole world loves a lover — George Cleaver. Laugh and grow fat — Alex. Levin- son. (Continued from Page 13) We ' ve had good times together And we love the old school so; The teachers and one another, That we just can ' t bear to go. Yet slowly the doors of Manual Are swinging open wide, And soon we must pass through them To the big wide world outside. Fond fortune beckons to us And whispers tales of fame, But we pause upon the threshhold To look back once again. " %t XmfftauT


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