Hart High School - Hartian Yearbook (Hart, MI)

Text from Pages 1 - 104 of the 1915 volume:

n n a m a« ’ «« -L MIRROR. SI ', '■ (T'. , -S A. IT’f fi fi T, C y f, fr t T. V jJCfrij i, x; f; f; f; t; ■; t. t, Y ; ? y y; fc 1 t • ,: u v. i; re err,: - : rev-r -re Hart Auto Company AUTO REPAIRS AND ACCESSORIES MACHINE WORK STEAM VULCANIZING, ACETYLENE WELDING We pride ourselves upon having the most competent workmen in any garage in the State We guarantee our work and have a host of satisfied customers Agents for Ford, Buick and the New Hollier 8 cylinder WE ARE AT YOUR SERVICE NIGHT AND DAY vvvvvvv-vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvW-vvvvvvvvvvvvvv-! Y t, Y i v : Y : : Y i cyln Education is the best asset a man can have, but remember, that when you apply for a position the first impression you make will be from the clothes you wear. Be prepared by buying your Clothes and Haberdashery of us and you will take no chance on getting a hearing. Collins Powers Home of Hart, Schaffner Marx Clothes vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv,X X,v,X,vwvv,! X-vvvvv-X,v,!,v,!,vv.! i- “Hob” Mungcr (during tryout for oratorical contest)— “Hark! I hear feet steps approaching on horseback. bVcsbic- 1 am trying my best to get ahead.” Adair—“Heaven knows vou need one.” I Developing and Printing I 1 THA T LOOK FINE = Bring your negatives to us and get back the best pictures we can I possibly make from them. OUR PRICES ARE FAIR : BEDELL’S STUDIO hart, mich. i—__________________________________ MUSKEGON COMMERCIAL COLLEGE every worthy graduate ASSISTED TO A POSITION USEO EXCLUSIVELY FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES E. C BISSON Principal and Proprietor j MENEREY’S DRUG STORE THE REXALL STORE Headquarter for all Sporting Good a Ba c Ball , Fishing Tackle | and Lawn Tenni Out lit . Large ! a orlment of fine t Toilet Article in f Oceana County. Don’t forget the name MENERF.Y. I). L. AUIJ) CO. t NOVELTY Miinnlnrliirrm of KINGS AND COLUMBUS. OHIO INVITATIONS Feathering Nests is Our Business to Feather your DON’T FORGET The Lyon Furniture Co., Ltd. DEPENDABLE HOUSE FURNISHINGS HART, MICHIGAN . . . . •. . .- ;vvvvvvv. ........................ .wmv Rah! Rah! Rah! Zip! Boom! Bah! HERE WE GO FOR : COLLINS’ A. D. S. DRUG STORE Where all the students and visitors stnke for the best Candies, Soda. Ice Cream, Pennants, Gums, Hammocks, Balls. Hooks, Tennis Rackets. Kodak Supplies, or just to use the phone, he has both of them, or to get some Cold Cream. Talcum Powder, Freckle Lotion, or such things as Bathing Caps, Water Wings, Etc. When going camping, do you know why they all visit Collins? Simple explanation: He always treats them right, accommodating and gives them what they ask for. just patronize him if you haven't. ■I.,,,,,..,.,, ,,!. i | i : t | :j: CITIZENS PHONE 88 VVVVVVV' VVV'I'VVVVV'I-VVVVV-: '.AA .AA . •_•_� •_• •_I..'.' Y CHAPMAN DU VALL Good Clean Groceries and Staple Dry Goods i : : •!• I : BELL PHONE 88 t Miss Chappie (Relating to Am, Lit. Class a few curiosities she had observed in Venice, Italy)—“In Venice their boats are called ‘gondolas’ and instead of paddling at the side as we do, they paddle the back end.” Miss Adair (Physics Class)- Mr. Lyon, who was Joule?” “Russ”—“Why his father had a brewery and of course he got everything he wanted.” All those who wish to practice baseball will find a pitcher in the Domestic Science room. Kirshman—“Fools often ask questions which even wise men cannot answer.” “Rip”- “Ciuess that accounts for my failing on exams.” SEE Andrew Anderson FOR Fresh Baked Goods and Confectionery SHORT ORDER LUNCHES A SPECIALTY CITIZENS PHONE 58 i Hen Fuller’s Transfer Line : QUICK DELIVERY Leave orders at Wignton Citizens Phone ] W Bell Phone 26 City Merchant Harbor Shop J. F. GOULD - - - - vvvvvv% vvvvvvvvvvvvvvv vvvvvvvvvvvvvv% vvvvvv' Eugene Jorissen Pocket Hilliard Hall Lunch mid Cignrn II A It T . M I C II I li A M Kvrrylhing in the line of Lumber. Satisfaction Gaarantwl. Bennett Lumber Mfg. Co. When you have occasion to trade in our town just remember C. A. Brubaker’s General Store, Mears, Mich. Miss Adair (Chemistry Class)- “Charles, what do you always treat with phosphates?” “Chub” Shinn “Mabel Osborne.” “I can tell you,” said “Rip,” “how much water flows under Brooklyn bridge every day to a quart.” “Well, how much?” queried Elkins. “Why two pints, of course.” Remember the Ilnrher Shop under the Poaloffire R. K. LOEW } t ! I COMPLIMENTS OP AMUSE THEATRE HART. MICH. SAFETY FIRST! BUY YOCR GROCERIES OF H. B. TICE We Pay the Highest Market Price for Cream K. S. POWERS CO. HART, MICH, � Use the “United Home Telephone” for all long distance calls. Postal Telegraph. Quick service. Compliments oj a Friend Rates $1.00 and $1.25 • THE CITY HOTEL MRS. W. BLISS, Proprietress f One Block East of Depot DISTINCTLY l� OI I’L. R PRICES DIFFERENT SpecinliNlM in Tailored mid Semi.|)re«H HhIh K. It. HICKS. Millinery HART. MICH. I'laiiiMiiil Today Popular Tomorrow Individual Alwayn Electric Lights Steam Heat Wigton House HART, MICH. Catering to Special Dinners For Parties or Families Price to Hart Citizens 35c I iellman and Rost Proprietors Hart Public Schools and County Normal THE HART PUBLIC SCHOOLS, with a corps of seventeen specially prepared teachers, buildings and equipment not excelled by any school of its size in the state, offers exceptional advantages to the young man or woman looking for a practical or college preparatory education. The following courses, with a special teacher in each, are offered in the high school: English, Mathematics, Agriculture. Science. History. Latin, German and Commercial. Sufficient freedom is allowed, in selection a course, so that the best interests of each pupil will be served. A Normal Course for the training of teachers is maintained, also kindergarten. Call or write for catalog explaining courses offered. ARTHUR DONDINEAU, Superintendent J. D. S. HANSON. Secretary | Some men are born great—Some achieve greatness Others are Seniors in the Hart High— But — All Men Should Clothe Themselves at the SQUARE DEAL STORE PALMITER SAYLES '1811I ■ 'HI1 «-X-XX X-X-X X-XX-X X-X-X-X-X“X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X X CHAS. B. EDDY Leader in— Dry Goods, Ladies’ Ready-to-wear Garments, Dress Goods, Silks, cTWillinery, Rugs and all the Latest Novelties HART cTW I C H . ••x x x x x x x x x x-: SUPT. FRANK C. JANES Plication (Eo professor £. 3ancs Superintinbent of the ISart public Schools, to whose earnest efforts, we feel, the success of our Senior Class of l% is largely hue, we effcctionately bcbicate this uolntne. THK MIRROR STAFF Before EDITOR-IN-CHIEF . ASSISTANT EDITOR . . Stanley Gamble BUSINESS MANAGER . . John Williams ASSISTANT MANAGER . Elkins Halladay JOKE EDITOR..............Eysle Sajrc ASSIST. JOKE EDITOR . Alan Stonhousc . Ernest Draper ATHLETIC EDITOR . . . Russell Lyon ASSIST. ATI I. EDITOR . Seth Van Wickle SOCIETY EDITOR .... Nonna Eddy ART EDITOR..............Viva Davis ASSIST. ART EDITOR . Blanche Norton Page eleven Page twelve MISS SCANLON jmi nkeihi,.” Favorite Sayings GERMAN—MATHEMATICS MISS JOHNSTON “Close your books please. HISTORY—ENGLISH MR. HARMESON You fellows will have to cut out’ using that slang. ” HISTORY—ENCLISH MR. HARRINGTON “You fellows straighten up hack there. HISTORY MISS ADAIR “Class please find places at the board. SCIENCE MISS CHAPPLE “Give me your attention for a moment. ” LATIN—EKGI.ISII MR. KIRSHMAN “Next two chapters in advance. ” AGRICULTURE MISS BACKON NORMAL MRS. LUTHER—music—drawing—“Now all sing. No! In Group MISS CORBIN DOM STIC SCIENCE Page thirteen Page Fourteen ALGERNON WHALLEY The accompanying features are those of Algernon W bailey. the janitor ami the “balance wheel” of our Public Schools. Twenty-three years ago “Algernon” began his services lor Old Hart High, in a building much different from the one we now occupy, graduating from the H. S., one year later. 1893. From that day to this he has performed faithfully even-task and duty. He will long be remembered not only by the class of T5 but by every student of the Hart Schools who has been bene-fitted by his many kindnesses. Long may lie be retained mi the job, for his presence there spells SUCCESS to all its interests. OCEANA COUNTY NORMAL CLASS OF 1915 Katherine I,mile Strickland Mary K. Stcere Gertrude L. Picket BlTio liernadena Henson Ruth Lois Hasty Velma Alberta Purdy Marguerite Thelma Reynolds M. Mae Riley Rlcanor Ida Osborn Hazel Winifred Crofoot (.'alia X. Xeidigh Gracie Baker Mabel Winifred Osborn Page fifteen SENIOR CLASS .1. : ! i V VV VV V VVV V V VV V V V VV- F YOU had glanced into the kindergarten the first of September. 1912, you would have seen the rosy-cheeked girls and the chubby boys who comprise the noble Seniors of 1915. Steadily we climbed the hill of knowledge, some falling by the wayside and others joining ur procession until at last, a happy band of gawking Freshmen, we entered the sacred portals of H. H. S. Here the joys of High School life awaited us, each one playing his part well, but above all willingly. In our Sophomore year, though by no means neglecting studies, we entered upon our social life with a Hallowe’en party, a party in honor of the Seniors and a grand picnic at Lake Michigan. Our Junior year found us with some of our members missing. It was in this year that we pulled the dignified Seniors across the river, a great surprise for us indeed, as well as to those high-headed Seniors. In the spring it gave us great pleasure to entertain the Seniors of 1914 at the annual banquet. Ye were very proud of our toast master. Mr. Stanley Gamble, who more than equaled the occasion. During our Senior year we came to realize how much one thinks of his class and how much reason he has to be proud that he belongs to it. We are proud of our athletics, f« � r we have accepted defeat as well as victory with the same old smile. In basket ball Jack, Russ and Rip have upheld the standards of our class. Now at the point of graduation, our hearts are filled with sadness and regret on leaving dear ld Hart High. Kach one hopes that he will do something worth while in this world, something that will reflect credit on himself, his teachers and his school. W. G. Page Sixteen Class Colors: Green and White Class Flower: White Rose Officers: WENDELL GAMBLE, Pres. BLANCHE NORTON, Vice Pres. Class Motto: “Climb 'tho the rocks be ruRRed. BINA RANKIN. Secretary LYSLE SAGE. Treasurer Margaret Andrews Ethel Barry Hattie Bevins Clare Branch Mertie Bird sal I Eva Blacknicr Muriel Brubaker Viva Davis Alberta Dibble Ernest Draper Nonna Eddy Alberta Eisenlohr May Evans Stanley (iambic Wendell iambic Elkins Halladav Vera Hardy Mabel Highlands EmHy Hoffman Gordon Knapp Lester Lautenschlegcr Sylvester Lcfcvre Russell Lyon Blanche Norton Mary Park Fleecie Pettigrovc George Platt Clifton Pringle Bina Rankin Lysle Sage Ralph Savage Orpha Sheldrick Charles Shinn Irma Shriner Dorothy Strickland Louise Trull Seth Van Wickle John Williams Florence Wright Alan Stonhousc Lois Wing Page seventeen For she is not forward, bul modest as a dove. Margaret Andrews Giggles” Margaret is a person of quiet, unassuming ways; yet beneath the calm exterior we have reason to fear there lurks a very mischievous spirit. Chorus 14, ’15. I'm just as still as I can be. Ethel Barry “Torchy” Behold a creature of quiet moods! Ethel is not especially violent or tempestuous r tumultuous. She is rather of the temperament that Mr. Carnegie is trying so hard (worthy man) to infuse in the nations. Chorus ’12. 'Ll. ’14. '15. ”Dcughter of the Cods, divinely tall. Hattie Bevins Shorty” The characteristics of an ideal Senior girl are found in Hattie. She is studious to a tolerable degree. cheerful beyond description, and always liberal and obliging. Her good disposition is doubtless due to the lofty atmosphere she breathes. Chorus 15. '14. ’15; Freshman Declamatory Contest: Agriculture Club. I'aoe eighteen Deep love foi learning anJ a zeal jet truth. Mertie Birdsall Birdie” Mertie is possessed of many de sirable qualities. Good sense and a practical straightforward nature (unexciting no doubt yet none the less admirable virtues) are here represented in full force; nor is .1 frank and friendly disposition lacking. Chorus ’Id. Class Day Program Committee ’15. She ix pretty to walk with, and witty to lall( with, and pleaxanl to think on. Eva Blackmcr Betty Yes. kind reader, you may well glance twice at the accompanying likeness of our petite classmate. By the way. note that restless twinkle in her eye. Chorus '13; Secr’y Agriculture Club ’15: Pot Luck Supper Committee ’15; Entertainment Committee ’15; Class Day Program Committee ’15. rnvy nobody, no, not I! For I am ax happy as I can be: And nobody envies me. Clare Branch Wearie Willie Clare is a person of plugging tendencies and entertains the amusing, nay. droll belief that High School was founded upon the rock of study. Strange how many perfectly rational and reasonable beings become afflicted with the same mild form of insanity. Chorus 12. ’13; Tug-of- Var ’13. ’15. Silence i� golden. Muriel Brubaker Muriel i- first of all wretchedly pood. With criminal restraint she always says and does just the right thing. The splendid folly of acts of unprcineditation and moments of leaping emotion would he stranger in her than truth in an epitaph. gricultiire (’ltd '14. ’15. Noth toil or bool(i consumed th: midnight oil?” Viva Davis “Stub Here, ladies and gentlemen, you may witness a rare combination! Viva gets the marks and she has a good time while she’s at it. Yes, although she is rather quiet sometimes, once you get her started the only remedy is distance, which is always the least of your desires. Declamation 12. ’13; Girls' Basket Ball M3; Chorus M3. 14. MS; Party Committee MS: rt Editor Mirror.” Alberta things she's it, hut she has only been it. (Bennett) Alberta Dibble “Fatty Alberta is possessed of a pleasant. cheerful nature, a great deal of humor, an excellent laugh, and a friendly smile; she is both popular and likeable and is to be seen daily about the halls with a masculine attendant trotting delightedly at her side. Chorus M3, ’14. M5. IVhat am I ?— two part s and more Ernest Draper ••Adolph , Drape” Ever true to his name, Ernest, we commend as an example for all our class and Seniors to he. He possesses to an unlimited extent the qualities of the three P’s. i. c.. Push, Pluck and Perscrverance. His keen face and pleasing personality make it unnecessary for him to resort to loud neckties or hosiery in order to make his presence known, Editor-in-Chief of “Mirror : Senior Basket Ball Team; Tug-of-War ’15; Class Orator; Chorus 15; Track ’15. A. O. A. ” eive. ami plenty) of it.’’ Norma Eddy Trixy Norma holds herself aloof from most of us with a high and mighty scorn for the pettiness of our careers. She understands the occult science of Bluffing passably well. President Pro Tent '12; Society Editor Mirror”; (iirl's Basket Ball ’15. ’14; Party Committee ’15. Ti� a matter past understanding hour she became so wise.'' Alberta Eiscnlohr Kitty Here we have a combination of much admirable matter. To find someone in whom the brains have not been bartered for virtues and a good character” unaccompanied by stupidity, is indeed a variety. Alberta is furthermore free from the terrible taint of conceit. President ’12; Party Committee ’15; Pot Luck Supper Committee '15; Valedictorian. 'age nineteen Ay bane happy py mine Ole ler more a saxteen yaar.' May Evans “Dreamy May is famous as the composer and interpreter of all classic music that is really worth a hang. When in the mood (which is always) she merely flings her hands over the keyboard in the wild and reckless fashion peculiar to the artistic temperament and arouses the hidden soul of harmony forthwith. My heart in the Highlands. Stanley Gamble “Isaac” In spite of nature’s cruelty and error in naming our friend “Gamble still he is not so worse as he might be. In fact his cheerful nature and frank disposition have gained for him the popularity and confidence of the bunch. Class President ’13; President of Lyceum '14; President Farmers’ Club ’13; Declamation ’13; Class Poet ’15; Assistant Editor Mirror” ’15; Captain « f Tug-of-War '14. ’15; Foot Ball ’15; Track ’15; Party Committee ’15; Chorus 13, ’14. ’15. Some people would not tal(e a dare (Adair) but I would.” Wendell Gamble “Chink lie pleased to recognize in this milk-fed cherub the lord of all the wretches whose likenesses follow. He has won the esteem of his classmates by his sturdy honesty. Senior Class President ’15; President Athletic Association ’15: President Athletic Council ’15; Chairman of Refreshment Committee of Farmer’s Club; Foot Ball Team 15: Tug-of-War Team ’15; ('horns ’13. Page twenty Thai fcllo� possesses hut one idea—Electricity. Elkins Halladay “Mutt Hero is an amiable lad, who is blessed with a deal of good nature and practical, everyday, common place horse-sense. And though horse-sense is uninteresting enough we grant you still it has its uses. Assistant Business Manager Mirror ; Tug-of-War Team ’14. '15. Here's to our rural maid. Vera Hardy “1 I ! Vera is a stolid person of honest, frank nature, who believes that the English language should remain in the throat and seldom cross the threshold of the lips. She is. however, thoroughly versed in the art of seeming studious without really being so. Hoch der Kaiser. Emily Hoffman Dutchy” Emily is accused of being over conversationally inclined. As a matter of fact she is merely a good talker, since our genial stars in this line are oddly enough, confuted to masculine elements. She is clever agreeable, overwhelmingly neat and a remarkable compound of culinary delicacies. Chorus ’13, '14. '15; Treasurer Pro Tern '14; Captain Girl's Basket Ball '13: Girls' Basket Ball '14. She aita up every night and Gambles. Mabel Highlands “Mibs” Mabel is a girl of easy going and cheerful disposition. We arc grieved at the report, however, that her wonderful success in getting good marks is due to her unusual ability to bluff. We are from Missouri. Chorus ’14. ’15; Farmers’ Club; Pot-Luck-Supper 'IS. Pethapa it might turn out a song Perhaps turn out a sermon. Gordon Knapp “Oscar” Gaze upon it ladies and gentlemen. Note the high brow and thoughtful eyes. Yes. you've guessed it, he is really intelligent! Tug-of-War '15; Chorus ’13, ’14. 15. His eye forever turned on empty space. Lester Lautenschleger “Les” Lester is a leisurely sort of a fellow with sufficient bluffing power to enable him to lead a pleasant, uninterrupted existence. It might be added that he is not particularly dull. Chorus ’14; Tug-of-War '14, ’15. He wipes his glasses and clears his ihroal Sylvester Lefevre “Rabbi Sylvester, despite his many human faults, is a good old scout. Here we have an independent thinker, an argumentative genius, and a sharp mathematician. Nevertheless Vester is alright. Tug-of-War ’14, ’15. “You are a saucy hoy: that's so indeed. Lots of 'pep.' Russell Lyon Russ” Lyon’s successful career as an athlete may well he handed down in ballad to the future hopefuls” of H. H. S. Russ lias gained the popularity of his classmates by his genial nature. Foot Ball ’12. 'Ll. ’14; Captain '14; Base Ball '1.1. '14. ’15; Captain ’15; Basket Ball '15; Orchestra ’12, ’13: Male Quartet ’12. ’13; Athletic Editor “Mirror” '15; Chorus ’15; rug-of-War '15; Athletic Council ’15. And the little Ford rambled right along. Blanche Norton Kip” Blanche is a person of grace, if we are to believe the reports of accomplished critics. She i likewise a mistress of sprightly conversation, is celver, effective and of affable (oh. most excellent word) nature. Treasurer Agriculture Club '14; Party Committee ’15; Orchestra '14; Class Day Program Committee' 15; Assistant Art Editor Mirror” 15; Vice President '15. Page twenty-one Coot things ccme in small packages. Mary Park Peewee Mary is a person of excellent disposition and of humorous turn, who is rash enough sometimes to study her lessons. Such courage is not only marked, hut is also strikingly original. Chorus ’13. “A quiel, gentle matJ.” Flcecie Pettigrove Bub Fleccie is a person from known parts, chiefly remarkable for a quiet, pleasant disposition. Undoubtedly it is true that from the parts of the room in which she dwells proceeds no sound of mirth or revelry. Girls’ Basket ball ’13: Chorus ’14. More sanJ than sense. ar.J that is going some. George Platt Phiz” Phiz is the boy with the logic. If he ever does anything he ought to be sorry for. he’s glad of it. Then he takes a vacation at Mr. Harrington’s invitation. Still altogether. Phiz is a passably congenial sort of a chap. Tug-of-War 14. '15: Senior Basket Ball 15: Base Ball ’14. MS. 'age Itm-nly-lwo Tonight we'll be merry; We'll sit up aiuJ imolfc and we'll tart in reforming to-morrow. Clifton Pringle Smoky , Pete Clifton would make an excellent cover design for The Gentlemen’s Magazine. He isn't bad looking generally speaking: his manners might be better, only they can’t. Yet be is no fop. He is absolutely free from all meanness. Track '12; Base Ball ’13. 15; Tug-of-War '14. 15; Party Committee '15. She Was a 'Sage person.' Bina Rankin Bobby” Bina smiles, debates, talks and does many other strange and uncanny things. She wears the learned look of one who studies, but doubtless, it is only amazingly good counterfeit. Sccr’y '15: Chorus '13: Secr’y of Lyceum '13, '14; Girls’ Basket Ball '14. '15. My Ducats , Oh! My ducats. Lyslc Sage Doc” Doc flings about with an expression of deep rage obscuring bis features, and a habit of uttering wild and beautiful barbaric threats. Beneath this thin veneer it is easy to perceive a good-tempered, good-humored disposition and a personality of rare charm. Doc is supremely likeable. Class Treas. '12. '13. '15; Treas. of Athletic Association '14. '15; Joke Kditor of The Mirror : Senior Foot Ball '14: Class Prophet: Tug-of-War Team '13. '14. '15: Chorus 13. '14. ’15; Athletic Council ’15. Yen, Cassius, hath a lean and hungry loolf. Ralph Savage “Sliver” Ralph is a clapper little creature. Throughout High School he has held a line rein upon the steed of learning lest that sometimes the impetuous beast take its bit between his teeth and pound himself to death. H. S. Orchestra '12. '14: Tug-of-VVar '14. '15: Chorus '13, '14. '15. Oft did she Irip the light fantastic toe. Orpha Sheldrick Sally Orpha has. it is safe to say. a sense of humor. She is a stranger around here, and as we know nothing of her bad points, and since it is contrary to our nature to express good points we end abruptly here. Girls’ Basket Ball '15. IVhat do you mean ? ? ? ? ? Chas. Shinn Chub” Chub is a sleepy oddity of diabolical inclinations. As a court buffoon he would have been a brilliant success. But alas! the poor cuss has failed miserably in everybody’s mind, but his own. On occasion he is able to make faces of grotesque asininity and thereby much amusing his depraved school fellows. Begates. President of Class '14; Foot Ball Sub; Tug-of-War: Vice President Athletic Association '14: Chorus; Senior Basket Ball Team ’15. We are not angels. here, hut close to it. Irma Shriner Becky” Irma delights in appearing learned. She makes attempts t he really so at odd intervals, hut the fact forthwith recurs to her that it is much simpler and quite as effective in result, merely to appear so. Vice President ’13: Secretary ‘14; Decoration Committee of Seniors Party 15. A rolling Siony never gathers Moss. Alan Stonhousc Stony Alas! Alas!” Stony is our little Decoration Committee of Senior Bluffer!” Besides he shows the Nevertheless he is a necessity in our wheel of daily routine. Class Day Program Committee ’15: Treasurer '14; Asst. Joke Kdi-tor of Mirror. Chorus 3 years. Tug-of- Var ’13. '15. Silence is wisdom; I'm silent then. Dorothy Strickland Dot” Dorothy delights in appearing profound ami knowing. She looks about shrewdly and with a smile of wisdom and discernment surveys the world through the spectacles of sobriety. Chorus ’13. Page twenty-three A maiden modal, ’iho � elf pou-esied.” Louise Trull Dimples” Louise is disgustingly humorous, which quality is rarely found in her sex. It is doubtless a brutal tiling to say, a slashing and plunging insult to declare, that in general appearance Louise is almost pious. Chorus ’12, ’13. Rip tool( hit girl for a buggy ride. Seth Van Wickle “Rip Seth has distinguished himself particularly at the game of inquiry. Have you done the geometry? What is the Physics?” etc., etc., followed by the usual pathetic request for a slight loan, as it were of the said articles. Alas, that one so young should he so depraved. Track ’ll '15; Foot Hall ’13. '14: Basket Hall '14. '15; Senior Foot Ball Team '15; I apt. Senior Basket Ball; Senior Track Team; Tug-of-W;u ’13. ’14. ’15. Jacl[ ifay.i up lale to Reed. John Williams Jack Tho something of a cynic, he has a wit not dependent upon current slang ami knows how to talk divinely, dress distinctly and write decently. Incidentally he is not particularly stupid. Secretary ’12. ’13; Member of High School Orchestra; Vice President ’14; Vice-President of Lyceum; Member of Basket Ball Team '13. '14; Secretary of Athletic Association; Manager of Basket Ball and Track 14. '15; Captain of Basket Ball '14, '15; Member of Foot Ball Team ’14; Class Will; Member of Track; Tug-of-War Team; Business Manager of the Mirror ; Chorus ’12, '13. Page tventy-four “She swings lil(c a gale.” Lois Wing Flip” Lois is one of those who joined us in January. She delights in appearing learned. She has a good tempered out-lo«� k on things in general. “She is Correci.” Florence Wright Floe” Florence is possessed of eyes in which multitudinous twinkles flash upon occasion. To her most things arc inexpressibly funny, and there is nothing that may not he turned into a joke. Still, recitations in class appear to frighten her into seriousness for a moment or two. Page Inenly-fivc JUNIOR CLASS III4' CLASS of 1916 is here again, with the same old smile, to give good cheer in the same old style. As Freshmen we started in “big” and entertained the upper classes, altho they were somewhat beneath our notice, in such an astonishing way that they were nearly swept off their feet. With a class organization numbering fifty members, we firmly determined to light our battle thru high school with a confidence that nothing could baffle—from class poems to the tug-of-war. In the former we excelled ; in the latter—yes, we were beaten. The basket hall and foot ball teams also have been loyally supported by the girls as well as the hoys, for we were especially interested in the fellows from our class, some of whom were star players. But we did not neglect our studies for athletics and in our second year carried off the laurels in school work. This year our duties and responsibilities as Juniors have increased, hut we have been favored in having for our class leader. Miss Adair, who helps us solve the difficulties which arise and without whom we would be as a ship without a rudder, for as we realize individuality is the touch that tells. We have enjoyed many pleasant times together at our parties, and our picnics at Juniper beach, and we feel that our work has been crowned with success during the three years in our dear old 11. II. S. D. M. M. Page I verity-six Colors: Blue and Gold Officers: CARL MYERS. Pres, MARJORIE GAMBLE, Viet Pres. DOROTHY MAXSON. Secretary DON MAXSON. Treasurer Jennie Arkelet Irene Barton Bessie Chnmney Kninia Chumncy Victor Dayharsh Mildred Dennison Esther Doolittle Karl Dressel Minnie Dyer Lottie Longer Barker Frey Marjorie (iambic Cecil (iebhart Muriel Highlands N'ida Hitchcock Edith Holcomb Raymond Jessup Hazel Lound Byron May Lola Mack Tressa Manley Dorothy Maxsou Don Maxson Mildred Mingle Robert Munger Carl Myers Donna Myers Ruth Newton Stanley Peterson Harold Bowers Leslie Read Bessie Riley Kva Hobart Fred Shiglcy Clarence Smith Myrtle Spencer ()ma Suitt Leone Sutton Esther Tietz Alfred 'I'rommater N Harry Win ship Emily Iiugbee Agnes Graham Page Ivenly-sevcn •.-.•WWW WWW ••.-.••.••.••.-.••.-.-.•w SOPHOMORE CLASS • •••••• ••• ••• - t YE 1 ago last September our class, the Class of ’17, entered the High School with an enrollment of forty-eight. Soon after our entrance we entertained our sister class, the Juniors, at an Hallowe’en Party. We spent many anxious moments preparing for ryj? our first entertainment, but under the guidance of Willard Rankin, our President, the ' party was a great success,. The winter passed cpiite uneventfully, but early spring brought the tug-of-war in which we won distinction by assisting the Juniors in pulling the Sophomores and Seniors across the river. 'Hie year was most pleasantly ended by having a picnic at Juniper Beach, which was chaperoned by Mr. Sandhammcr, the Agriculture teacher. This year we started upon our Sophomore career with our number decreased by ten. We organized in September and elected Arthur Scrogum, one of our best students, as president. The other officers elected were Edna Collins, Ethel Skcels and Malcolm Avery. We have been well represented in the athletic field this year by Willard Rankin, Willard Strickland, Clarence Barrett. Klvin Dressed, Malcolm Avery and Arthur Scrogum. We have also done our part in the social line, having entertained all the High School classes. Our parties were well attended and aft seemed to have enjoyed themselves. This spring the Seniors, with our aid, were again successful in pulling the Freshmen and Juniors across the river. We also hope to play our part in helping Hart to win the track contests with surrounding towns, although we lost out to the Juniors in the class struggles. We are looking forward to our annual picnic in the spring which will mark the close of our Sophomore year. Next year as Juniors we hope to be as successful in our school life as we have been this year. E. S. Pafc Iwcnly-eighl _ Officers: ARTHUR SCROGUM. I’resiJmt EDNA COLLINS, Vice Pres. ETHEL SKEELS. Secretary MALCOMB AVERY, Treasurer Rosamund Avcrill Malcomb Avery Clarence Barrett I'M ward Pd ohm Lois Carner (lladvs Clutc Edna Collins Nellie Cook Marjorie Dennison Klvin Drcsscl Minnie Esler (iuy Freeborn La Verne Fuller Dora Carver Lila draff Kmma iraham Maurice Hawley Caroline Hodges Stillman Jenks Horace Leacock Minnie Peterson Cecil Powers Willard Rankin Pearl Rasmussen Ruth Richards Lewis Rounds Ruth Scheiern Arthur Scrogutn Ethel Skeels Felix Spencer Irma Springmire Willard Strickland Margie Strong Lucilc Tavlor Elsie Treganowan Phronie Weliry Dorothy Wickham Hattie Woodward Colors: Orange and Black Page IfenlV-ninc Page thirty (SN MF.X we began our Freshman year, the majority of us were well enough acquainted with the school building that we did not enter the wrong class rooms, having spent our eighth grade year here. Some, however, were not so fortunate, and were often late to classes the first few days, trying to find out just where they did belong. Shortly after the basket ball season opened, the eighth grade and freshman boys decided to test which were the best ball players. The game ended very much in favor of the eighth grade, and convinced our boys that they were far from experts in the art of playing basket ball. Just after the Christmas holidays, we received an invitation to a party given in our honor by the eighth grade. All had a very enjoyable time, and the eighth grade pupils proved themselves very good entertainers. Later on, we returned the invitation by entertaining them and later enjoyed a party given by the Juniors, and one by the Sophomores. About the middle of April the Seniors and Sophomores engaged in a track-meet against the Juniors and Freshmen, 'file latter classes came oflf victorious. The next event t«� disturb the daily routine of study was a Tug-o’-YYar between the Senior-Sophomore and Junior-Freshman classes, which resulted in our sde being pulled thro’ the river. Hut we had the consolation of knowing that we had been victorious at the track-meet; and it would look rather selfish if we had received all the glory. And now our Freshman year is drawing to a close, with the anticipations � f our annual picnic at the lake. Perhaps some are sorry that the Freshman year for them is mi near over, but we can always remember the good times we have had as a Freshman class. A. S. Page thirty-one class colors: purple and white gayle joslin. president leila reed, rice pres. andree shafer. secretary verne puray, treasurer aimer bailey edgar diebel howard hilbourn ctlicl popp clifton smith melvillc bates john diebel bruce Hodges olive powers vernard smith carlton bennett metta evens lewie hull merill pringle mabel stanhope gcorge brandel • harold fay • dorothy janes verri purdy• earl steinhotT may bricklcy robert garver gayle joslin earl rastnussen blondinc Strickland hazen burgomaster howard gregoire mamic kokx leila reed helen van amburg • ida earner florence gulker blanche me louth rilla rickard elsie webb clarence chapman helen hale clement me louth’ andree shafer stasia wchren niinnic chumney edith hardy ' alpheus tnaxson pearl shepherdson lois woodward Stella dark bertha hasty george mingle ruth shigley earl hunnell ruth coris lawrcnce dennert • mildred hasty grace hilbourn ravmond newton lawrcnce slocum margeric rilev I’age lhirl }-lB n EIGHTH GRADE Karl Allor Frank liirkc ' Klsie Huchen Marguerite Cummings Dwight Day Maurice Do Wolf' Ruth Dunham Clifford Dunn Klmer France May France Mary Frey James Fraser Willard Cicbhart Mary Hanks Geraldine Hitchcock Colleen Hlisted May me I.amhrix • Devvev Marsh Verna Myers I’earl Nelson (iuy Nicholson Lillie Osborn Kli .abcth Powers Jerome Schaner Ira I). Scrogum Ruth Secgcr Lyman Simpson L. Miller Smith Dorn C. Comstock Paul Vail Henry V;m Agtmael Amy Van Wickle Clara VVachter Archie Wicks Roger Wright Ronald Morrow Marion Powers Helen Hasley Donna Denunon Calvin L. Thorp Vcrda M. Sadler Iral Grucfard Gerald Colbv Page thirty-three HART HIGH SCHOOL CHORUS f£THEl. SKEEI.S EDNA I'OI.I.INS MAKGAKEI ANDREWS MAY ME LAMBKIN LILLIE OSBORNE BESSIE CHIMNEY MINNIE ( Hl’MNEY EMMA CHIMNEY BEAR I. WOODARD DOROTHY WICKHAM PH RON IE WHERY MABEL OSBORNE (ALLA N El HIGH IX ►ROTH Y STRICKLAND KKFIE BENSON MABEL STANHOPE LOIS CARNER IDAH CARNER VIVA DAVIS STASIA WEHKEN DORA CARVER C ECIL POWERS KLONDIKE STKICKLAN D RUTH SIIICLEV DONNA MYERS AUDREESHAFER COLLEEN III STED n VAN WICKLE (LARA WA HTKR MINNIE PETERSON ALBERTA DIBBLE LEILA REED ETHEL BARRY IRENE BARTON EDITH HOLCOMB AGNES (ikAHA.M EMMA CRAHAM LOTTIE FON0KK TRESS A MANLEV BESSIE RILEN ETHEL POPP CERALDINE HITCHCOCK NIDA HITCHCOCK MYRTLE SPENCER MURIEL IIICH LANDS MABKI. HIGHLANDS IRMA SPRIXGMIRE MARY FREY MARY STEERE EMILY HOFFMAN-OLIVE POWERS BLANCHE NORTON STELLA ( LARK KITH SEK ; A K M ARCCKRI I E CI MMINGS DOROTHY JANES ELSIE TKECANOWAN MAY BKICKLKY II ELEN HALE Rll.LA Rl( KARD LOLA MA( K FLORENCE WRIGHT HATTIE BEVINS ESTHER TEITZ MILDRED MINGLE BLANCHE Mc( l.( 1111 LESLIE READ SETH VAN WICKLE LVSLE SAGE FRED SHIGLEY ALLAN STONHOUSE CARL MYERS CLIFTON PRINGLE MERRILL PRIXGLI STILLMAN IKNKS ROBER I MI NGER A I.F RED TK( M M ATER BYRON MAY VICTOR DAYHAKSH M.MKK BAILEY CLARENCE CHAPMAN VEKNAKD SMITH CLARENCE SMITH WILLARD GERHART GUV FREEBORN IRA SCROGlM ARTHUR SCROC.UM RALPH SAVAGE ERNEST DRAPER JOHN DIE BEI. EDGAR DIE BEL GEORGE PLATT DEWEY MARSH FRANK BIRKE PAUL VAIL GUY NICHOLSON CARLTON BENNETT GORDON KNAPP DWIGHT DAY MAURICE DcWOLF LAURENCE DKNNEKT GEORGE BRAN DELL CLEMENT MeLOVTH Pa°e thirty-four Salutatory history poem Prophecy iLlass Will ©ration Dalebictory HTerlie Birtsall 3rma Sbriner Stanley (Sainble t'ysle Sage 3ohn EDilliams i£rnest Draper Ctlbcrta Sisettloljr Page thirty-five • ••••• • ( SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY 1 WAS a misty, gloomy Wednesday afternoon in June; just the kind of a day when a person's thoughts are continually turning to scenes of the past. There had been very little to do that afternoon for a dentist and so, having just finished polishing a set of false teeth to mail the following day, I picked up the “Detroit Free Press” and taking a chair by the window, gazed down four stories upon the hustling, squirming mass of taxi-cabs ami bobbing umbrellas, a prominent characteristic of city life in Detroit. Becoming weary of gazing at this not uncommon sight. I turned my attention to my paper. The first thing 1 noticed was the glaring head line, in large black-faced type: “Perpetual Motion Discovered” My interest at once becoming aroused, i quickly glanced down the double column in search of the name of the discoverer, so that 1 might associate his name with the discovery. What was my surprise to see. a little farther on, that this remarkable discovery was made by Klkins M. llalladay. Hurriedly finishing the rest of the article, I slipped on my cravanettc. and with the paper in my pocket, took my hat and crossed the street to the large clothing establishment owned by Lyon Williams. Filtering. 1 took the elevator and stopping at the fourth floor, went directly to the office, where my old time pal, “Jack,” sat at his desk, dictating a letter to his competent stenographer. Mary Park. “Say. ‘Jack’, have you seen this morning’s Free Press?” I asked. But before lie had time to answer, 1 had thrust the paper into his hand, and pointed out the article to him. He quickly read the account and with a smile gathering upon his care worn countenance, said. “Well. Mary, have you heard about your friend Flkins?” Mary's face immediately turned crimson, and without looking up, she admitted she had. I thought so.” replied John, with a slight twinkle in his eye. “But say. ‘Doc,’ my partner ‘Russ,’ just returned from a vacation trip this morning. He has been gone three weeks, and has spent quite a little of his time with his people at Hart. He tells me that Alberta Fisenlohr is now school commissioner of Oceana County, and that Mabel Highlands is teaching the normal at that place. Pretty good, I think, when you stop to consider that Hart now has the largest High School in the State, and instead of graduating forty-one as they did when we graduated just ten years ago this month, the 1925 graduating class numbers one hundred seventy-six members. But come i)ii over and let’s have supper together; my wife is out of the city today and we can have quite a chat.” Going down, we met ‘Russ’ at the door and asked him to join us. We took a car and after about a three minute ride, walked into the lobby of the large, new Hotel Gamble,” owned by our former classmate. Wendall Gamble. The head clerk informed us that the proprietor had been away for the week but that he was expected home that evening. Just as we were about to enter the dining room we saw Wendell enter the lobby, and when he saw us, his face brightened. As he came toward us. he said, “Well, boys, 1 have a little news. My brother, Stanley, has just been promoted to captain, on the new I . S. Battleship ‘Michigan. Page thirly-iix Margaret Andrews is teaching school in Elmira, New York. And you surely all remember Rip Van Wickle, don’t you? Well, that poor cuss is still trying to perfect a patent on a poultry house, which is lighted by a unique system of electric lights, making the house light as day. His object, he says, is to fix it so the hens will have a night shift. He has a little shop located in Catskill, New York, and there spends the greater portion of his time. But go on into supper; I’ll be with you in a minute.” Seated at the table Russ opened up the conversation, while we ordered our meal, lie began, “You know I was rather surprised to learn that Eva May and Irma (irate, formerly Eva Blacknier and Irma Shriner are now living in (irand Rapids. They have beautiful homes on the same street, not far apart, and, although married, Irma cannot give up writing. Her latest book is ‘The Rusted (Irate,’ and say. it’s a peach. Ethel Barry is keeping house for Mr. Kirshman. our old Agriculture teacher, on a farm just outside of Muskegon. Heard once that they were engaged, but don’t know positively. Rina Rankin is a nurse in Ann Arbor, and Elorence Wright and Alberta Dibble are running a millinery establishment in Muskegon. Ernest Draper, the big fellow in our class, is Professor of English in the New York University. Here he was interrupted by Wendell, who had just taken a chair left for him at the head of the table. “Well, that may sound very well, but you are not the only one who has heard about our good old ’15 class. What one of you would ever guess that Norma Eddy, the girl that used to always have that 'reedy squeak,’ would ever be an actress? Of course ‘Doc’ over there, will probably speak up, but then, you remember ‘Doc’ was class prophet, so that excuses him. Anyway I spent a couple of days in Buffalo and while there spent an evening at the Teck theater. I was very much surprised to learn that the part of the leading lady was most creditably played by Miss Norma Eddy as Gertrude Arden. George Platt and Alan Stonhouse have a shoe store in Utica, New York, under the firm name of Platt, Stonhouse Co., Ltd. George’s pugilistic tempermeiit often causes him (piite a little trouble, hut he is now very well experienced in making apologies and so gets away with it all right. I met Lois Wing in the depot in Auburn, New York, where she had been spending a week’s vacation with her old classmate. May Olson, who you probably remember as May Evans. Lois rode with me as far as Rochester where she will open up a manicuring parlor soon.” Seeing Wendell needed a rest, 1 relieved him by saying. “Well, I had a pretty good letter from Clifton Pringle who is now up in Canada near Lake Superior. He has a fine copper mine and reports say that it is continually growing in value. You probably know what Blanche Norton is doing. Just recently she signed up a two-year contract with the Coit Lyceum Bureau in the capacity of a piano artist. She is widely known and never plays for less than one hundred dollars an evening. While in Adrian on business a few days ago, I learned that Louise Trull has given up the dress-making business and gone to Europe to improve her health and take a much needed rest. ()ur old pal ‘Chub’ Chinn has a neat little drug store in that place and makes a very hustling and energetic proprietor. Having a few minutes to spare I had quite a little talk with him, and just as it did today, our conversation naturally drifted toward memories of old Hart high, it being so near the tenth anniversary of our graduation. When I asked about Lester Lautcnchleger. Sylvester Lcfevre and a few others, he was very much surprised that I was not better posted. He replied that Les’ was out west and had been carefully studying under Luther Burbank for two years or more and that Sylvester Lefevrc had made his fortune on a fruit farm out in California and had gone to Germany to take up a large tract of land, offered him at a ridiculously low figure. He also told me that Orpha Sheldrick hail a government position as an inspector of woman and child labor in factories, shops, etc. She had been in the government employ nearly six years and was becoming a very valuable servant to her country. Page thirl )-se en “Jack,” who had been keeping cpiiet up to this time, now spoke: “What has become of Clare Branch, Vera Hardy. Viva Davis, and some of those. Surely they have not all gone and buried themselves, have they? There were forty-one of us that graduated and we have only accounted for about thirty.” In answer to this question, Wendell offered the following: Why you surely know about Branch, don’t you? Me bought out the Becker Auto Co. in Grand Rapids about a year ago and now he skoots around in his eight-cylinder Ford as if he were John D. Rockfeller or one of that bunch. And as for era Hardy, well. I suppose this is the proper place to mention her name, since she also lives in Grand Rapids and quite often takes a ride in that same eight-cylinder pleasure boat. She owns a small hoarding-house at Sparta, but since Clare spoke the wont, she has moved to Grand Rapids and probably will soon occupy the magnificent cottage which is now being specially built for Clare Branch. The last I heard of Viva Davis, she and Mertie Birdsall were members of an advisory board for awarding prizes to short-storv writers for the International Magazine Company. ‘Bud’, or Gordon Knapp has blossomed out into a full-fledged editor and now publishes the “Grand Rapids Press.” After commenting upon our delicious supper, “Chink” informed ns that his culinary department was under the care- Pogt thirty-fight ful supervision of his capable chef, Ralph Savage, whom we all remember as our esteemed little “Sliver.” Having finished our meal, we rose from the table and went out into the lobby to finish our conversation. “Jack” began. I hear that Dorothy Strickland has just received her degree from the Chiropractic College at Denver, Colorado and is coming to Detroit to open an office near our block. I have every reason to believe that she will succeed, judging from the reports 1 have heard. Flcccic I’ettigrove and Muriel Brubaker are in Australia doing missionary work.” fust at this moment we heard the sound of rumbling drums, and tramping feet which gave notice of an approaching parade. Rising from our seats we looked out and were much surprised to see a large band of suffragettes, headed by Kinily Hoffman and Hattie Bevins on horse-back, riding quite a little ways apart and carrying between them a banner with the words “Votes for Women.” I was just about to express my abhorrence of such proceedings, when-----------Mr. Harrington’s stern voice asking for about the second or third time, “Sage, are you able to recite this morning?” brought me to realize that I had only been in American History class instead of in Detroit where I had allowed my imagination to carry me. even though 1 would have liked to have had it been true. “DOC ’15. _ vvwvw .•VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV : I i CLASS •X X X“X X X X X X”X X X X X X X X“X X X X� X‘ X X - PON a bright September morning in the year of nineteen hundred and eleven, a band of pilgrims assembled at the foot of a lofty mountain range. Each was equipped with books, pencils and other utensils and seemed bound upon a long and difficult journey. So they were for this was the class of nineteen fifteen about to begin its ascent of the hills of knowledge. The place of meeting was at a little station called the ninth grade room which stands on a rock just at the foot of the hill called Beginning. The party of pilgrims numbered forty-four and included: Margaret Andrews. Eva Blacknier. Hattie Bevins. Mertie Birdsall. Harry Baker. Emily Bugbee, Ernest Cranston. Lena Demmon. Viva Davis. May Evans, Norma Eddy. Alberta Eiscnlohr. Alberta Dibble. Ernest Fuller. Evelyn Foster. Floyd (Hover, Stanley (iambic. Carrie doit. Ernest Heilman, Marie Hodges. Emily Hoffman, Mary Hertoghs. Elizabeth Holton, Flossie Lambrix, Carl Myers, Baltimore Merton, Grace Mabie Clifton Pringle. Elcccie Pettigrove, Mary Park, George Platt. Lester Lautenschleger. Cecil Richter. Charles Shinn, Ralph Savage. Dorothy Strickland. Nate Shafer. Lysle Sage. Tracy Shepherd. Jessie Troop. Iva Tvler, John Williams. Florence Wright and Irma Shriller. The guides, who were to go with us over the first part of our journey, were all assembled and were Mr. Frank Jensen and Mr. William Fowle, Chief guides with Miss Adair. Miss Baker. Miss I laden, Miss Sheftcl and Mrs. Luther assistant guides. T :: I HISTORY There was some difficulty in getting started for there were many different roads which we might take, and while all led into the central path up on the mountain side, they were sonic distances apart at the foot. Some of these were the Latin road, the Algebra path and the Knglish trail. Of course all were anxious to choose a path that was free from rocks and slipping stones and which would he easy to climb. So as many of us looked up the mountain that morning we beheld a road that seemed very pleasant indeed. Flowers grew along the wide path and here and there were shady trees in whose leafy tops happy birds sang and chanted, sweet lays of the times when Caesar ruled ami conquered. Needless to say that this was the Latin road and many of us chose it at once. Others chose paths more to their liking and so when all was in readiness we began this most notable journey, which seemed to us. at first, but a path of pleasure. At first the journey was very easy and we had no difficulty in going the first few miles, except that sometimes when we were called by our guides to come out upon a certain rock for a few necessary lessons in climbing, we would suddenly become bewildered and find that we had strayed out into a region inhabited by strange beings who tried to show their superiority by laughing at our blunders. After being rescued several times from these embarrassing situations by our faithful guides and being told that these were Sophomores and not to fear them, we learned to keep our path and so were not molested. We had not gone far upon our way when we found that our paths were being obstructed by rocks and overhanging Page ihirlv-runc bushes. These were very small at first and we avoided them by going around, hut soon we found that the rocks and obstructions became larger and so we had to find a means of going over them. One of our guides kindly pointed out a tree near a large rock. This, she said, was the tree called Hard Work and that whenever we found a large rock in our path we would also find one of these trees growing nearby. Then she told us that the only way to get over the obstructing boulder was to first climb to the top of a Hard Work tree. From there we might swing over to the top of a tree called Victory, which always grows on the other side of the rock and so come down safely on the other side. This proved to be very good advice for during all of our climb we have never been able to go over the top of a large rock except by first climbing the Hard Work tree. As we went on up the hill side we noticed that there were paths at intervals which led away from our well-beaten trail down into what seemed to be cool and shads vallevs. And + every time we stopped to gaze down one of these some member of our band was sure to bid us farewell and go down into the valley. During that first year’s climb seven of our band left u . One turned down the shady lane known as Matrimonial 1 Miss, one turned into the highway leading to the farm and the rest left for ways unknown. By and by we came to the top of the hill called Beginning and saw that over across the valley Ia still higher hills and more rugged rocks over which we must climb to reach our journey's end. We decided to go down into the valley and camp until the cooler days of autumn arrived and so closed our first year's journey. After a few months of rest we again began our pilgrimage on the opposite side of the valley. This time the way led up over a series of rocks known as Sophomore Difficulties. Several of our band did not attempt the difficult climb. However, our ranks were increased by ten new Pilgrims. Seven of these had heard of us from their quiet little homes in the valleys Page for!)) and had come up to join us. These were Hina Rankin, Gordon Knapp, Ethel Harry. Vera Hardy, Louise Trull. Germaine Colburn and Henrv Paulson. The eighth new Pilgrim was Seth Van Wieklc, who informed us that he had been waiting on a rock just up above us a long time in order to join our party. Later on up the rocks we were joined by Alan Stonehouse and Joseph Shigley. Some of our old guides had turned back but three of the old ones, Mr. Jensen. Mrs. Luther and Miss Adair, remained with us. I could not tell of all of our experiences during this year, for there were many of them, and the way was often difficult. During the climb several members of our party left us. The rest of us kept on and the second year’s journey ended without any serious accidents. The third year’s journey was much the same as the other two had been. Five new members joined our band as we began our ascent of Junior Hill. These were Muriel Brubaker, I’dandle Norton, Mabel Highlands. Elkins Halladay and Sylvester Lefevre. All of these proved to be very good climbers and were very welcome to our hand. The journey was for the most part a very pleasant one. Front time to time we caught glimpses of a mountain peak iu the distance and we were cheered by the thought that not far in the distance lay the end of our journey. So with renewed determination to make the last climb successfully we continued upon our way. Our ranks were greatly strengthened by the arrival of six new pilgrims. Ernest Draper. Orpha Sheldrick. Lois Wing, Wendell Gamble. Russel Lyon and Clare Branch. We now put on the badge of Seniors and climbed on toward the heights known as Commencement. The last journ-ney has been a very pleasant one indeed and we have found that lessons learned in other years of climbing have helped to make the last part of our journey a success. Stepping out upon the rocks and looking back over our path, our thoughts go back to the other years, and we find that twenty-two of that band who assembled at the foot of the hill of Beginning arc still in the party, nineteen others have joined at various intervals making our company now number forty-one. The company consists of Margaret Andrews, Ethel Barry, Clare Branch. Hattie Bevins, Mcrtic Birdsail, Eva Blackmer. Muriel Brubaker, Viva Davis. Ernest Draper. Alberta Dibble. Norma Eddy, Alberta Eisenlohr, May Evans, Stanley Gamble, Wendell Gamble, Elkins llalladay. Vera Hardy, Mabel Highlands. Emily Hoffman, Gordon Knapp, Lester Lautcnschleger, Sylvester Lefevre, Russel Lyon, Blanche Norton, Mary Bark, Fleecie Pettigrove, George Platt, Clifton Pringle, Bina Rankin, Lysle Sage, Ralph Savage. Orpha Shcldrick, Charles Shinn, Alan Stonehouse, Dorothy Strickland, Louise Trull. Seth Van VVicklc, John Williams, Florence Wright, Lois Wing and Irma Shriner. so together we have finished the journey. Tonight we stand on the heights toward which we have striven with such eager longing. But we have discovered that One llalladay, Orpha Sheldrick went out for a walk in the Park. She was strolling along the Highlands and dreaming of her Rankin society when suddenly she was frightened by a Lyon Russeling about in a Pctti-grove of sweet Williams. She started across a Platt of Sage brush for a Stonhouse, but alas, a Branch struck her on the Shinn and she fell into a Birdsail. A Vera Hardy Savage who was looking through a fence had his Eisenlohr than they should have been. It was only by this chance that he saw her. lie hastened to her aid Andrew (s) her out of the pit. Carrying her to the Wright Wing of the Stonhouse he allowed her to take a Knapp. When she iwoke he said that he had taken many scalps (H) oflfinan, but THE SENIOR our journey is only begun and that the heights we have attained are but the foot hills about the loftier range called Life. Our paths which have been so well directed and so nearly together must now separate for our guides are turning back to help other Pilgrims make the journey successfully. Above us lie the mists through which we must pierce and choose for ourselves the paths we would follow. We feel that this preparatory journey through the f«H t-hills will greatly aid us in choosing those paths and we .sincerely hope that our paths will be so well chosen over these greater hills of life that when we are called to cross the last valley, in the glow of the twilight, we may see our comrades as they come up one by one from their different paths and we trust that not one of our band of forty-one will be missing when in the twilight we begin our journey over the valley to where in the purple dawn lies our journey's end, the Heights Celestial. IR. l A SH RINER. ROMANCE if she would marry him he would Barry the hatchet and Gamble no more. She was very hungry so he had Brubaker a cake, then she consented. They embarked in his canoe which weighed neither a pound Norton just as the little sunbeams were kissing the Kddvs a fond goodnight. The wedding was a Dibble (ing) affair. A Shriller came to see the bride and brought maids to Draper. The birds sang Trull-la-la, as the happy couple went to their home in the west. With apologies to Bevins, Blackmer. Davis. Kvins. Strickland, Lautenschleger. Lefever, Pringle and Van Wickle. Composed by RUSS” and DOC” ’15. Page forty-one “CLASS POEM” “T' ic Parting of the Wo )5 By STANLEY GAMBLE “Climb tho the rocks he rugged” Must he our motto still. We must, with strength and courage Strike out with heart and will. And if we all remember Mow richly we’ve been blest. ’Twill be an inspiration To help us do our best. And now, there lies before us. The “FARTING OF Till-: WAVS.” Hut we can cherish ever These sweet and happy days. ()nce Freshmen, and as Sophomores, And Juniors then in turn, We must as Seniors soon the wavs ( f the wide world meet and learn. We now emne to the closing Of this, our last school year. We part with a touch of sadness From mates and teachers dear. The world is now before us. Our REAL work soon will come. Hut we part with hope, believing Life’s battle will be won. The dear old walls will haunt us. The grounds and buildings rare. The many things so pleasing And “OLD GLORY floating there. A background to life’s picture, Those scenes will ever be. Which, as the years speed onward We still, undimmed, may see. Page I'hus youths, bright years are passing, And as they still speed on. We’ll turn the pages over Of its sweet book of song. Our ’•fifteen” lifts its watchword “Excelsior ”, to view. For a lifetime it will take, dear “High” To pay our debt to you. “GLORIANA” High School Song, Written by Mr. C. R. Harmeson To the tune of Anna Lyle” I. Come and join in song together Make her praises ring; Our beloved old Hart High School l is her praise we sing. Chorus (tloriana Frangipana Sound her praise again. She, the pride of Oceana. Pride of Michigan. II. Honor to the ( ream and Orismon Fanner that we love. It shall lead us in the conflict And our triumph prove. Chorus III. Seniors. Juniors, Sophs and Freshmen With a mighty cheer Sound the chorus loud and glorious To each one so dear. Chorus IV. Here’s to her whose name we’ll ever Cherish in our song. Honor, love, and true devotion. All to her belong. Chorus “CLASS SONG” To the tune of “Darling I Am Growing Old” BrSTANLEY GAMBLE How the moments quickly pass. In our beloved Senior Class. Life to all is so serene. As from learning tiehj we glean. Each to other kind and true Seeing things with broadened view. Ever onward strive we will. To achieve worth while, with skill. As the future days unfold. Trials come, tho not foretold. Patience to—true courage add. Never be cast down nor sad. Cheer each other on life's way. Sunshine guides from dav to day, Onward, upward Hope e’er guides. Faith with her, and love abides. THE WAY MISS CHAPPLE LEAVES TOWN Hound for the “city of silks one of our esteemed members of the faculty made poor calculations and gave us the theme for a story. Being accustomed to the manners and customs of the P. M.. she did not count on the punctuality of the (I. R. I. Arriving at the station and inquiring for the train, she was advised that it was just leaving the yards. With nothing to lose and everything to gain by informality, she started after the rapidly receding end of the train at a much accelerated dog-trot. Strange to relate, she reached it. but climax of misfortune! The gate was down and the step covered up! The only remaining chance now, was to perch telescope-wise on the step, and throwing caution to the winds and her bag upon the plat- form, she made one valiant leap and landed on the precariously narrow bit of support. 'Ods death, but that train began to speed, and what with a very low gate interfering with the proper carriage of her dignified head, and the flight of terra firma beneath her dangling feet, our heroine was in a not too happy plight. To circumvent the sad fate which this posture nade probable, she elevated her feet to the plane of the step, and lowered her head to. or nearly to the same plane, and the train still sped. Early section-men. desisting from laboi to watch the outgoing train, noticed the unusual ato i Agc fc■ ked again: became excited: extraordinarily so, and in turn attracted the attention of those fortunate beings on the inside of the coach. The conductor, faithfully plying his course down the aisle, getting a hunch that everything wasn’t all right, betook himself to the rear end. After that it was only a matter of the whistle, and an irate, and not too chivalrous invitation to the belated one, to enter and finish her journey in a less novel manner. Rut the coach was crowded: and what was the rest ? ? Well, nothing but a jovial drummer, with a taste for gameness, going to lidding to buy silk. O U Drummer ! ! ! WHY MR. KIRSHMAN LEFT THE FARM In these days of the back-to-nature movement, it is perhaps difficult to understand why anyone who is so fortunate as to be born on a farm would ever leave it. as Mr. Kirshman did ; and in order to clear up the difficulty, the following explanation is inserted in the “Mirror.” Air. Kirshman, it seems, was one of those youths who do not grow a great deal from the time they are ten until they reach the age of fifteen or sixteen. Like all farm boys who are worth their salt, however, he early learned to do all sorts of farm work, and bv the time he was thirteen his father often Page forlyf-lhre' said with pride that his son, little as he was, could do more work than any two hired men on the place. behind the plow, in the hay field, at harvest time, he did his share of the work ably and well, and so agreeable was farm work to him that he looked forward, and his father looked forward to the time when he should he taken in as a partner upon the old homestead. Hut then came a distressing winter when he was fifteen. The phenomena is a familiar one. The boy who hasn’t grown fur four or five years suddenly shoots up two feet in one summer or winter. It was like this in Mr. Kirshman's case. A little, shrill-voiced boy in the fall: spring found him a strapping six-footer, and he looked forward with zest to still greater triumphs as a farmer. The warm days come. One bright morning, he hitched his big bays to the plow and started to the field to begin the spring plowing. Ilis father watched him from the barn door with a proud light in his eye. “Now,” he thought, “my days of hard work are over.” The boy is a man grown; bis young shoulders are broad and from now on they will take the heaviest of the load off of mine, and he turned to continue his work about the barn. A short time afterward, however, he heard a peculiar sound, a sort of subdued, broken bellowing; a sound he had never heard the like of before in his life. He hurried to the door, and to his consternation he saw his son driving the team back from the field, and weeping as though his heart would break. “Why, my boy! my boy!” he said, “what is the matter?” “Oh. Dad.” blubbered the youth, in reply, “I never can be a farmer.” “What!” his father shouted, “can’t be a farmer! Don’t you want to be a farmer? Don’t you like to farm?” “Yes,” he replied, with great tears running off his nose, “but I never can do it.” “ ell, why not?” his father yelled, “you like to farm, and lJage forty-four we've got the best farm in the country! Why can't you farm!” “Because,” wailed Mr. Kirshman afresh, and wailing he began to unharness his team “because my feet have got so blame big this winter that they won’t pass each other in the furrow. THE END NOTES FROM THE WAR 1 With llarmeson roaring in front of us, a forlorn looking Physics Manual at our right. Chappie urging us on our left, and a stick directly above our heads, held by we know not whom, it is very doubtful whether or not we will survive the encounter to see the break of day. 2 Since llarmeson spoke about there being a possible chance for some of the boys of the rising generation to go to war. their so-called fiancees have been contemplating joining the green-cross society. 3 As our regiment marched proudly into Miss Chappie’s room one day, to the tune of Miss Skeels’ “It’s a Long Way to Tipperary.” we were greeted by an intensely hot volley which nearly suffocated us before we could get a window open and get the room cooled off. After the smoke had cleared away and we had regained consciousness, we found out that it was only Miss Chappie, delivering one of her lectures upon our unmannerly conduct in coming into the room. DOC” ’15. Rip” an Wickle (Chemistry, during an experiment of dying cloth) “Miss Adair, how can you tell what color you are going to get when you die?” THE ATHLETIC COUNCIL GUSTAVUS MAY CARL DR ESS EL L KIRSHMAN F. C. JANES H. HARRINGTON JOHN WILLIAMS LYSLE SAGE VV. GAMBLE PARKER FREY Page forty-five John Williams Seth Van Wickle Carl Drcsscl C. R. Marmeson (Coach) FOOTBALL TEAM Harold Powers Maurice Hawley Lewie Hull George Mingle Carl Meyers Parker Frey Gustavus May Russell Lyon Clarence Barrett Wendell Gamble Edgar Diebel Page forly-ievcn •X X X X 'X X X X’ X X ± FOOT BALL •vvvvvvvv ••H XX X W X X X ,X X ,,X X X«X ,X : X' .•vvvvvvvv .x x x xx -x 'x x x- x x x x x x x x x 3: S i T I •v VVVVVVVV-I'V 'VVVVVVVVVVV’X-VVVVVVVVV The foot ball season of 1914 began with bright prospects for the old Hart High. In recent years foot ball bad been somewhat neglected, so when we came face to face with the proposition for 1914 we had very few men who had ever smelled the smoke of battle. We had some very promising material, however, and began early under Coach Harmeson to make the best of the season. FOOT BALL SCHEDULE H.II.S. Date Opponents Place 0 Sept. 26 Ludington, 26 Ludington 0 . .Oct. 3 Shelbv, 43 11 art 6 Oct. 10 Fremont. 6. Fremont 0 Oct. 17 Fremont. 18. Hart 25 Oct. 24 .Montague, 0 Montague 0 Nov. 7 .Ludington. 43 Hart 0 Nov. 21 Shelbv The first game of any importance was played at Montague. Montague had always been a rival of Hart and we sure showed them the origin of foot ball with a score of 25 to 0. The rest of the season was somewhat worse for Hart, although in every game we raised our standard above all preceding attempts by the gridiron representatives of Hart High. At Fremont we met a team which outweighed us at least twenty-five pounds to the man but we were more experienced and held them to a tie of 6 to 6. thanks to our brainy little quarter-back. The true object of High School athletics is to teach the men to meet defeat with a smiling face and good will toward the opponents. This spirit was carried out to the letter by the representatives of Hart High in the year 1914. Never was there a team which had a truer spirit than the 1914 team of the Fed and White. THE JUNIOR. SENIOR FOOTBALL GAME. The captain of the Junior team was Mr. Frey. He had his men trained to do their best as a result of several helpful practices. Mr. Lyon was the Captain of the opposing Seniors and had things all doped out to beat the Juniors. The game was called promptly at three-thirty and as the two teams marched upon the field there was promise of a snappy, hard fought game. Juniors kicked to the Seniors, who carried the ball to their thirty yard line. After making their downs a few times in succession the Seniors pushed the ball over the Junior’s goal. Lyon failed to kick goal and the score stood 6 to 0 at the end of the first quarter. In the second quarter the Seniors kicked to the Juniors who returned it to the forty yard line. The game waxed warm up and down the field until towards the end of the quarter, when a long run by Dressed brought the ball within a few feet of the Senior’s goal. The Seniors held for three downs but the ball went over on the fourth. Fry-Jcicked goal Page foriy-cighi V ‘H )e oot jj Tear? Did o£ p ear Sr (74 7 c Ddi jrf so at the end of the half the score was 6 to 7 in the Juniors’ favor. At the beginning of the second half the Juniors received and returned the ball to the thirty yard line. After trying in vain for downs the ball went to the Seniors and after a hard light they made the score Id to 7 by a touch-down and a kicked goal. The last quarter the Juniors again chose to receive and carried the ball to the twenty yard line. There was a short hard struggle and then the score was 14 to 13 in favor of the Juniors. The last few minutes of play were spent in useless lighting because the score remained unchanged. The game was featured by William’s speedy end runs. Dressers plunging and long runs, (Gamble’s game at interference and Van Wickle’s brilliant work at end. The game wound up with cheering on the part of both teams and general goodwill which always accompanies athletics in the old Mart High. TWENTY-THIRD PSALM Words by Vic” Dayharsh. Music by Karl Dressel. Miss Chappell is my boss, I cannot but admit it: She maketh me to lop around wherever she and I beeth ; She leadeth me up to the front scat whenever I runneth over with enthusiasm : Yea, tho I walk on my tiptoes, she balleth me out; 1 shall know no comfort while she is near me: She annointeth my head with big words, Hut 1 remember them not; Surely if she followeth me more than one year I shall dwell in an asylum forever. Amen. Pat(e for It)-nine “Rip” “Bill” BASKET BALL TEAM Van Wicklc Rankin “Los” Read “Jack” Williams “Russ” Lyon Karl Dressel Kred Shiglcy I m BASKET BALL ww. . .”. —I® 1 The old II. II. S. started the basket ball season of 1914-15 in the proper way by heating Lent water by a fair margin. The team worked hard under the directions of Coach llarmc-son and as a result out-classed the independents all around. Having seen this game the Alumni began to let their imaginations work and somehow got the idea that they could gain a little honor by showing up the team which was representing their Alma Mater. After about live minutes of play they saw the folly of their idea and finally laid down their arms and recognized the victors. Hart’s next victim was Grand Rapids Junior College, who were a little above the class we had been playing in. Thus when we heat them we were anxious to step up to the next class hut we had our hopes blasted by the two crushing defeats at Grand Rapids Central and at Fremont. The meeting of these higher class teams gave us fine training for our next encounter with Pentwater. We simply took them off their feet and advanced to meet our next adversary, Ravenna, who just squeezed through with one point to the good. The following games up to the Fremont game at Hart were a series of brilliant victories for old Hart High. When Fremont came their Methuselah quintet” once more defeated us. but were very much disgusted with the score. W e wound up our most succssful season with the overwhelming defeat of Ravenna. The season was characterized hv Jack's head work as captain. Shigley’s jumping at center. Dressel's and Reed’s guarding, Jack’s duck-and swing. Rip’s side step and Rill’s and Russ’ good work at warming the bench and keeping their mouth shut. BASKET BALL SCHEDULE Date H.H.S. Opponents Place Dec. 4 36 Pentwater, 31 Pentwater Dec. 7 31 Independents, 15 Hart Dec. 27 36. ..Alumni, 32 Hart Jan. 1 32 ..(Id. Rpds. Junior College, 24 Hart Jan. 8 .. .10 .Fremont. 47 Fremont Jan. 9 13 ..(Id. Rpds. Cen. High, 61 Gd. Rpds. Jan. 22 78 ..Pentwater, 17..................Hart jan. 29 ...17........ Ravenna. 18 Ravenna Feb. 5 40 ..Grand Rapids Reserves, 21 Hart Feb. 12......60... ....Independents, 45 Hart Feb. 26........9........-Fremont, 22..................Hart Mar. 5.......33........Grand Haven. 24................Hart Mar. 12 .42.......Muskegon Reserves, 21........Hart Mar. 31 58 Ravenna, 11 Hart Total, 495 Opponents, 389. Did you ever know moonlight is no heavier than sunlight. but it is not so light? At the Junior-Senior class party, a Savage took a dear (Adair) and danced. Page fifty-hpo hriday afternoon on May the twenty-thinl the Seniors met the Juniors in a track meet. The Juniors carried off the honors of this minor meet and vc as Seniors can not begrudge them this little spark of happiness. We were Juniors once ourselves and we remember how little things used to excite and please us. I he greatest result, however, was the discovery of good material which we did not know we had. Some of the fellows actually did not know what they could do themselves. Another important result was that it gave us a few records which we could compare with those of other schools and thus get a good idea of where we stand. I his year there will be two meets in which the II. 11. S. will participate. I'he Northern Division meet, which will include Pent water, Ludington. Scottville, Walkerville and Hart, will be held at Hart. Also there will be a district meet, the plans of which will be decided later. hi all probability Hart will win the Northern Division meet and has a good chance for the honors of the district. Page fifty three Page fifty-four TRACK TEAM I For several years it has been the custom in the I lart High School for the Juniors to have a Tug-of- Var with the Seniors across the Pentwater river. I'.very spring ’till 1915 the Seniors have met with defeat. Having beaten ns in Foot Hall. Haskct Hall, ami Track the Juniors’ heads began to swell, so we had to dampen them a little to shrink them to their natural size. The Juniors knew they were in for a swim, so when they got to the river they made no bones of wading in after the rope which the Seniors threw across to them. The most industrious of their number even tried to shovel the water out of the river so they could come over oil dry land. Most of them used the same shovel to dig ditches in which they could lie in case the rope went across, because they did not wish to go with it. After all these careful preparations they were finally ready and the war was on. They really did pull hard enough to let us know there was something on the other end of the rope, but it was only a matter of a few minutes and they were out in the river bobbing up and down like so many cork bobbers. Thus ended the tight and the Seniors had broken all records. Let our success he an example and an inspiration to the class of 1916 and may they succeed as we succeeded. Page fifty-five Page fiflXf iix THE MIRROR LINE-UP •- A AAA •. � .AAA, T SOCIETY OF THE HART HIGH SCHOOL Z NORMA EDDY, Editor : The classes of the Hart High School, during the course of the years, 1914-1915, have taken to heart the old saying, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. Not only the four classes of high-school but also the eighth grade have proven themselves proficient in the art of entertaining. The auditorium has been the scene of many a gay festivity during the past year, and the eighth grade. Freshmen. Juniors, and Seniors, alike, have shown their skill as hosts and hostesses. JUNIOR PARTY November U, 1914. 'file first party of the season was given by the Juniors in honor of the Seniors, the faculty and schoolboard being invited. The auditorium was tastefully decorated in the Junior colors, blue ami gold, and pennants, and attractive co .y corners were arranged in convenient places. A number of enjoyable games were played, after which the usual November refreshments, cider and doughnuts, were served. Immediately after refreshments, came the grand march, led by the president of the Senior class, and his lady. As they formed an “S”, in the grand march a flashlight picture was taken of the company. The remainder of the evening, until the usual dismissing time was spent in dancing, Miss Harriet Nott and 'I . K. Brooks very graciously lending their services. SOPHOMORE PARTY November 26, 1914. The Sophomores were not slow in showing us their ability to entertain. The Juniors and Seni rs as well as the faculty and schoolboard were invited. They were loyal to all, decorating the auditorium in the colors of the three classes. A few entertaining stunts were pulled off. and sonic very enjoyable games were played. Ice cream and cake were served, and then the dancing began. Although the Sophs are supposed to be in bed somewhat earlier than the Juniors, and surely the Seniors, they at last persuaded the faculty to let them entertain until the usual time, eleven o’clock. SENIOR PARTY January 9, 1915. The Seniors were rather slow in showing their ability to entertain but on the 29th of January their proficiency was proven beyond doubt to the Sophomores. Juniors and Seniors, 'flic party was a huge success. The auditorium was decorated in the usual tasteful style. Very few games were played, but after the refreshments, which consisted of ice cream and cake, served buffet style, the rest of the evening was devoted to dancing; music by Hanson’s orchestra. Page fifiy-eighl ATHLETIC PARTY January 21. 1915. On the evening of January 21st the members of the Athletic Association and their ladies gave a farewell party for our esteemed Principal Mr. Harmeson. who had accepted another position in Spokane, Wash., as an athletic coach. The party was given in the Masonic Hall, and after a short program, including several selections sung by Mr. Harmeson. and the presenting of a farewell token by a representative of the association, the entire evening, until one o'clock, was devoted to dancing. Music bv Hanson’s orchestra. Punch and wafers were enjoyed through the evening, and the party was considered a huge success by those who participated. JUNIOR PARTY February 12. 1915. The Juniors are very fond of entertaining and well they may be. for they are royal entertainers. Their second party, given for the three grades of high school, was a professional party. Miss Scanlon, our Herman teacher, taking the prize. The grand march was led by the president of the Senior class and his lady, a number of the more or less talented young ladies lending their services at the piano, and dancing was enjoyed until eleven o’clock. SENIOR PARTY March 20. 1915. The Seniors have always been considered a greedy bunch, and now they have proved it. On the night of March 20th they gave a pot-luck supper, and never even invited another class. But at seven o’clock they met in the auditorium and danced until ten o’clock, numerous young ladies rendering their services at the piano, at which time they adjourned to the Domestic Science room and partook of an extremely bountiful supper. Ask some of the members of said class. Lights out at eleven. SOPHOMORE PARTY April 9th. 1915. The Sophs were real generous at their last party. They invited the four classes, besides the faculty and schoollmard. The auditorium was decorated in the usual way, with colors and pennants, and punch and wafers were served. A number of games were played, after which dancing was enjoyed until eleven o’clock. —N. li. E. Society Editor. From Ancient History Class (Gayle Joslin)— Is it true that after the battle of Cannae. Hannibal’s men picked a bushel of rings from the dead Romans?” Miss Johnston— Yes.” Gayle (having no less than six rings on his fingers)— Why, I don’t believe that could really be true.” Miss J.—“Don’t you know, Gayle, that jewelry is considered a sign of barbarism? Of course the people of to-day. especially the men. have advanced beyond that stage, but in Roman times, all the brave warriors wore jewelry. Now men feel that they arc superior to women because they exhibit no foolish or unnecessary jewelry.” Gayle (growing fussed, blushing and putting his hands in his pockets)— Yes’m, yes’m, 1 see.” Page fifty-nine x x X’ % %• vvv . vv v w %• v THE OLD GRANDFATHER CLOCK By IRMA SHRINER •I Flnl Prize Sloru wwvvvwmvvvvv N a pleasant little valley nestling between high hills and not far from a quiet flowing stream, there hovers a little weathern-beaten log cabin. At one corner stands an old wooden pump and round about are traces of flower beds now grown up to weeds or overrun with wild honeysuckle. The window panes have long ago been broken and have fallen out and over the crumbling sills, wild honeysuckle and beautiful ivy creep and catching a glimpse of the desolate intrior they clamber on and up to the roof. Here they twine together and form a soft green carpet, completely covering the roof and the chimney which still stands tottering, seems from the distance like a fairy castle at the top of a vine covered hill. Something about the quiet beauty of the deserted place gave token that within the crumbling walls and in the vine-covered nooks there lurked a beautiful story of times long past. Kager to learn of its history I visited the little old cabin one evening in summer when the sun had sunk to rest behind the western hills and the shadows of twilight lengthened into evening. 1 pushed the old door aside and stepped within. The last faint glow of the west fell in through a vine latticed window and faintly lighted the interior. At first it seemed as though the one single room was devoid of any furniture, but as my eyes became accustomed to the dim light 1 discovered at one end a great, old-fashioned clock. Its door stood open on the rusted hinges and the inside was worn and tarnished with age. One hand hung loosely down and the other was bent so that it stood nearly straight out and it seemed as 1 viewed it, in the gathering gloom, that the face wore an eager and a longing look and the hand was stretched out toward some invisible beings, as if pleading for them to return. Then as the night closed down over the valley from out of the shadows that lurked in the old clock and the dusky nooks of the cabin there stole forth a beautiful story of happiness, of sadness and of patient waiting in vain, and so I am telling it as it came to me out of the shadows in which still dwelt the memories of the past. It was upon a bright autumn morning that the children first met. A small blue eyed boy carrying a bright red tin dinner pail in one hand and a book in the other, trudged along the dusty road in the direction of the district schoolhouse. There were new neighbors in the house across the road and he was musing to himself what sport he would have if there happened to be a little boy at the house, when a door opened and a little girl came out of the house and down the path. The boy stopped short, “surely she was coming to see him, but he didn’t like little girls and would just as soon go on only it wouldn’t be polite to new neighbors.” As she came nearer the boy noticed that the litle girl also carried a tin dinner-pail. “Wants to go to school with me I s’posc,” he mused to himself. “She’s prettier anyway than Willy (ireen’s lister with freckles all over her face and a pug nose and she’s got awfully pretty long curls that’ll be just splendid to pull.” By this time the little girl had reached the road where he stood awkwardly digging his bare toes into the sand. ’age sixty “Good morning little boy,” she began,” I’ve been waiting for you ever so long. I saw you go yesterday morning you know and mother said perhaps 1 could go with you for I've never been to school. You don’t care a bit if 1 go with you do you?” “Oh no,” he quickly replied, of course I don’t. I’ve gone most two whole years and you can sit with me and use my book,” he added, standing up straight and tall, for wasn’t it his duty to look after her even if he didn’t like little girls half as well as boys and pet squirrels and frogs, and-------- “Say. little boy,” the girl burst in upon his thoughts. “Do you know who you're like?” and then not waiting for an answer she hurried on, “You’re just like Hoy Blue in the story. You’ve got such blue eyes and clothes, only you haven’t any horn.” “Hut I have,” he cried in delight. A great big one at home, and I’d bring it along only Miss White won’t let me. Why! you’re just like Golden Hair. I knew I’d seen you before. Oh, I know what we’ll do, I’ll bring my horn and we’ll hide it in grandfather’s old house down by the creek and we’ll go there and play. There is a great big old clock and we’ll play hide and seek and have just splendid times.” Golden Hair jumped up and down for joy but just then the school bell sounded and catching hold of hands Boy Blue and Golden Hair raced toward the schoolhouse. So the friendship between these two began. That very evening after school the horn and an old battered but much loved doll were hidden safely away in the old clock, to be ready for the good times that were to follow. And so all through the long bright days of autumn, whenever it was possible. Hoy Blue and Golden Hair were at their old play house. Sometimes Hoy Blue was a knight and Golden Hair a beautiful lady locked in an enchanted palace and in order to rescue her Hoy Blue had to slay all sorts of imaginary foes. Sometimes the cabin was a great forest and Boy Blue a monstrous black bear pursued by a hunter. Often the bear became so ferocious that his fair haired huntress sought refuge in a cave (the old clock of course) where she screamed for mercy and declared she would never play again. So the summers came and went and the old clock wore a happy and almost bright look as though it were renewing its youth again. However, our little hoy and girl could not always stay children and there came a time, as the years went by, when Golden Hair’s golden curls were piled high on her head and Boy Blue ceased to play with his horn. The old friend was not deserted, however, and on the long summer evenings when the day's work was over, the two strolled away to the old cabin by the brook for a little chat in the place they so much loved. Then came a time when strange news came into the valley. Kncmics were abroad and men and hoys everywhere were called to come to the defense of their loved country, and our Boy Blue, now almost a man, was called with the others. After the news came and everything was in readiness for the departure on the morrow Boy Blue and Golden llair stole away through the twilight for another hour with their old friend. Just what was said only the shadows know and they never tell, hut when sometime later they stepped to the old friend to tell it good-bye. Golden Hair’s sad face looked happy again, and Boy Blue whispered softly, “Good-bye Old Grandfather Clock. Don’t you ever tell. When I return we’ll never leave you again hut stay here forever and be happy. You just wait and see.’’ Then they disappeared into the night and the old friend was left with their secret and Boy Blue’s command locked away in its bosom. This was only the beginning of dark days and Golden Hair was often so tired and troubled that she forgot to creep away in the evening for a quiet hour in the cabin as she always had done. But the old clock kept a smiling face and waited. Then one day news came that clouded even the face of the clock and Golden Hair forgot even to bid her old play mate good-bye as she hurried away. For out beyond the Page Sixty-one hills and far away at the south Boy Blue had been wounded. Then the days and the weeks and the years passed by and still the old friend waited and watched, and after a time brightness and sunshine came back into the valley and life went on as before and still Boy Blue and Golden Hair did not return. Then it was that the old friend became tired and weary with waiting and the face usually so bright and happy now became faded and rusted and worn ; but still he watched and waited. For how could the old clock know as the shadows did, that far away in the southland the flowers and grasses were waving in beauty over the quiet knoll where, side by side, his old playmates lay peacefully sleeping. But that was years ago and still the old grandfather clock stands with bowed head and trembling hands outstretched into the distance with a loving message of welcome for the loved ones when they return. Perhaps when the happy sunbeams dance and flit through the tottering cabin Boy Blue and Golden Hair come ami dance and skip as of yore and play hide and seek in its nooks, then steal away with the sunbeams. So when the shadows of evening fall about the beautiful spot, the kind old face is clouded again and. as if remembering its promise, the arms are stretched out into the darkness with their message of love. Thus the old clock is waiting ami watching and longing in the little log cabin by the brookside. IRMA SI I KIN HR. THE STUDENTS CREED Thou shall not come late to school for that doth grieve the teachers sorely. Thou shalt not forget thy excuse for that doth raise Harrington’s ire. Thou shalt not play hookey lest thou be suspended indefinitely. Thou shalt not use a policy for verily I say unto thee that doth get Chappie’s goat. Thou shalt not steal thy neighbor’s perfect copies, nor his pencil, nor anything that is thy neighbor’s. Thou shalt not skip between classes, loiter in the halls, nor flirt with the N. S. G.’s, for verily 1 say unto thee they are abominable in the sight of all. Thou shalt not fail to show school spirit and become greatly aroused over foot ball, track and other athletics, lest Elkins call thee a prune, or a disloyal student. Thou shalt cut out thy smoking and fussing and go out and train for track, lest we lose to Walkerville or Pentwater. Thou shall not fail to join the H. S. Chorus, lest thou miss many a musical treat and last hut not least a credit for verily I say unto thee these are important things. Thou shalt not fail to write for, subscribe for, advertise in and do all in thy power to boost the Mirror, lest thou causeth the Staff to gnash their teeth and use profane language. Thus endeth the reading of the Word. S. G. Pate sixty-t� o VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV'.'VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV THE OLD FIELD AROUND THE SPRING By ESTHER TIETZ V y Sttond Prlzt Sion | y ON’T you care, Daddy; someday you’ll run away from Mira and live with me in a beautiful white house, with a yard full of roses, where no one will nag you one hit. “That ’ud be mighty pleasin, dearie, and I know if you could you’d make it that-away.” I can stan’ the naggin’ an’ pesterin’, but what I bothers me so is Mira’s wantin’ that ‘Field roun' the Spring.’ ” “She’s got the most of the land and the old place an’ all. and now she wants to snatch away the little scrap I was savin’ for my baby. “That Mira Kilkins wouldn’t give away the peeling of a turnip. delivered Aunt Millie in her easy way. “An if she’s got her mind set on that ‘Patch.’ you might as well give it up, David, before she worries the last hair ofifin’ your head.” A queer little counsel of three it was. upon Aunt Millie’s homely, vine draped porch, on one of October’s lovely, mellow afternoons, when the breeze wafts the odor of red apples and fringed gentian. Obi David Kendal, lean, silver haired ami wrinkled, sat in the old arm chair; close beside him. holding his hand in a loving clasp, was the daughter of his obi age, a girl of eighteen, fair, brighteyed, and lithsome as a fawn. In the heavy old hickory rocker, Aunt Millie tilted placidly back and forth with her knitting. 'Phis soul was a kindly one. a widow, whose warm heart had grasped toward the child. Klla. and taken her to her own humble home when the Kendal fortune was at a stressful tide. It seemed to satisfy old David’s heart to keep on the greatest subject of his grievance. “I don’t see why she wants all I’ve got left.” “Seems tho’ she'd be satisfied with the farm. I’ve argued and nigh onto begged to keep it, but it’s just like tryin’ to blow over a stone wall as to change Mira’s mind.” The fluffy brown head smuggled into the coarse denhamed arm of her father’s, and KUa comforted. “Well Daddy, just let her have it.” ‘‘I wouldn’t want it anyway when she nags at you all the time.” Anyway we’ll live in that white house with the roses some day.” As old David reluctantly trudged to the home of his daughter Mira, thoughts of the past haunted him. How he had been suddenly bereft of his wife when Klla was a wee mite, and he had deeded the farm to his daughter Mira. Then as recompense, Mira had abused his baby, until her Aunt Millie had taken her home. Hut she had grown now, he thought, as he entered the gate, and a slight tremor of loneliness came over him as he thought that perhaps, someday soon, another, young and strong would claim her. Mrs. Mira Chinchcon suddenly dropped her knitting into her lap and began. “Well now. if you’re done chasing around. I’d like to have it settled whether Jed and 1 are to git that “Field round the Spring.” We ain’t asking much considerin’ everything.” “Spose I might as well give it up first as last.” “You wouldn’t rest content ’till you chased my Klla out, and now you want the scrap I’ve got left. “Seems tho’ you hate to see my baby have a mite.” “It’s your own fault that Klla was turned out.” “You always stuck in when Jed licked her and ’sides she was a mean, sassy, little piece, anyway.” Page three “She always was good when her mother was living.” defended the old man with a sudden flash of his mild gray eyes. Now that’s over with and yon ain’t had her to support for years, an you’ve got this farm an--------” “Yes and it don’t half pay for the trouble we’ve had with you,” interrupted Mira. “Look how we have to git up and heat vinegar in the cold, just ’count of your ole fits of rheuma-tiz, and just think of the doctor bills!” “I’ve chored round and earned every little I’ve ett. an you might let me keep that ole Field roun’ the Spring.” “Can you hand over that fifty dollars you lost on that cow deal thro’ your carelessness?” shrieked Mira’s harsh voice. “You know. Mira. I ain’t got no fifty dollars.” “Then why can’t we have the “Patch.” It’s only an old mucky place with a foul smelling spring that never would do Klla any good.” “Then if it’s no ’count, why are you and Jed so anxious to get hold on it?” Mira’s glance held a little embarrassment, as she hastily replied, “Well Jed wants it for a calf pasture, or something.” “Wull then.” tremulously answered the old man. I'll sign an done with it.” Old David Kendal was up with the sun next morning and was thankful when Mira handed him a basket of eggs to carry to the store. A sense of loneliness had grasped his heart since the loss of the “Patch” and slowly and laborir.gly he trudged along, resting now and then, until he reached the top of the hill. Then quickly glancing downward his eyes met a soft mossy bank about a silvery fountain, whose spray danced and shown in the sunlight. Abruptly the old man stopped and exclaimed, “Wull, have I lost my track or what! ’Pears like I’ve got on the wrong road or else I’m a clean gone loonatic! Curiosity caused him to move on in wonderment. He approached a gate which contained the inscription: Page sixfy-four VVUITK SULPHUR FOUNTAIN'S IIFALTH PARK Jennings and Leighton, Proprietors. What could it all mean? The old man opened the gate and walked in. The people who were scattered about in bunches suddenly noticed the bent form slowly approaching. One bright faced youth ran to his side and questioned. “Pardon me, but aren’t you the man who once owned this?” The old man realized the comment about him that this was the “Patch” he had called his own. “Ye-es before it was snatched from me by my own darter, Mira.” “Well that does seem a mean sort of a trick, said the youth sympathetically. Let’s go ami get some good coffee, and I’ll show you where you can sell those eggs. As he entered the house that evening, the look in his eyes readily told Mira he had discovered the truth. Attempting to silence him forever about the matter, her eyes became like metal and her voice grew stone cold as she quickly commanded, “Now look here, old man, I don’t want any kickin’ about this matter.” “What we got for that Patch ain’t worth enough to pay for your doctor bills, rheumatiz fits, that heavy appetite o’ yours, and your clothes. F.ven your tobacco we’ve got to buy.” “Now I don’t want any more of your lip. you troublesome old critter, go git your supper an go to bed.” “I don’t feel like eatin’ your vittles, nor sleeping under your roof,” the old man answered tremulously as lie abruptly left the house. Slowly he wandered to the old cabin in the wood. Its sides seemed to greet him and extend a welcome. The next morning a warm kiss on his brow awakened David Kendal, and he glanced up at the curly brown head and sparkling eyes above him. “Oh Daddy, I’ve come to tell you that we are going to live in the white house with the roses after all! And Daddy—let me whisper it,” “Joe and I are going to be married.” “He is hitching his horse and 1 ran ahead to tell you.” “Here he comes,” she cried joyfully. Old David rubbed his eyes and saw a tall robust youth coming over the hill. Then he was gripping his hand tightly and saying something jolly that sounded familiar. “Oh, I really forgit to introduce you,” Ella laughed cheerfully. “Daddy, this is Mr. Joe Leighton, one of the men who bought the Spring.” “They're going to make heaps of money from it.” Then old David recognized in this man the self same youth, who had been so congenial to him in the Park. “And let me whisper. Daddy, he’s as good as gold.” Then walking up the slant of the hill through the darkening shadows, holding Lila’s warm little hand in his own, David Kendal listened to the crickets chirp, and thought this was all a dream a marvelous, glorious dream, yet one that some how was going to last the rest of his life. QUESTIONS WHICH HAVE PUZZLED THE SENIORS 1. Who put the hair on “Harrington?” 2. If her father bought her an air gun who would Kthel Popp? 3. If Aimer Bailey held up a passenger train who would Helen Hale? 4. If “Jack” Williams sent her a letter which part would Leila Reed? 5. If “Les” Read wanted to change the color of his hair. would Minnie Dyer? 6. If roses will blossom in June when will Edward Blohm? 7. If she had lots of money would Esther Doolittle? 8. If he bought a new stove, what would Parker Frey? 9. If Hazel Louiul wanted a bill collected, would she send Raymond Jessup? 10. If Robert Munger will be a Senior in four years, what will Emily Bugbee? 11. If Irma wasn’t Shriller, would she be (irate? (great) 12. If Alberta Eisenlohr ranks in the first class, what does Rina Rankin? 13. If “Vic” Dayharsh turned down seven girls, would Oma Suitt ? 14. If Halladay dug a hole, who would Ethel Barry? 15. If we had the auditorium nearly ready for a party, would Ernest Draper? 16. If Mabel Highlands went to a horse race, would Stanley Gamble? 17. If “(ius“ got his eye blackened in a fight, would Eva Black-more? 18. If Paul Wail has played in the band, what has Clifford Dunn? 19. Since Ethel Barry couldn’t write a poem, what could Florence Wright? 20. If Savage brought enough dough to school, would Bru- bake-her ? ( Brubaker) By “DOC” '15. Page •X-vvvvvvvvv-.-vvvvvv'I-vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv . I HER MOTHER'S PICTURE vwwvwwvrm . V TAW Pr zt Sicty Br PH RON IK WEHRY 1 T V : t LLEN,” “El-len,” called a voice from the doorway e the Norris cottage. A sweet-faced little old lady stood there, peering anxiously down the path to the spot where she expected to see Ellen—under the big maple by the spring. “Yes mother. I’m coming,” came the answer in a clear, ringing tone, and a young girl of about sixteen rose from the ground and went toward the house. She was not beautiful, no. but her face impressed one, nevertheless. It was expressive of a sweet, sunny disposition, a truthful, loving heart, and an earnest desire to help and please others, and is not a character as beautiful as this worth much more than only beautiful features? “Your father will soon be in from the field, child, and I wish you to help me get the meal,” remarked Mrs. Norris, as her daughter entered the house. “Yes mother dear, but oh, just see what I did while I sat by the spring,” exclaimed the girl and held up before her mother’s eyes a painting, done in simple water colors. It was only a rosebush in full bloom but it showed the strokes of a skillful hand. “Why Ellen my child, did you do that?” and the simple old lady looked with admiring eyes into her girl’s shining face. “Oh. mumsy 1 love to do it. It is such fun,” replied Ellen, and kissing her mother lightly on the forehead she ran into the kitchen, singing a gay little song in a glad, care-free voice. It made the mother smile as she listened. “Ah, it is good to hear tnv Ellen sing.” she murmured. Soon the girl appeared again in the doorway, and stood looking out on the pretty, home-like scene before her. “Ah, does it not seem good to be alive on such a blessed blessed day, my mother?” she cried, as she took in deep breaths of the sweet, pure air. It was indeed a glorious day, and the little village looked very peaceful. Nestling at the foot of a New Hampshire mountain, it was much like the village described by Longfellow in Evangeline,”—inhabited by serene, kind-hearted, and unsuspecting country-folk, always cheerful and thrifty. No hungry or tired stranger was ever turned away there, but kind words and helpful hands were ever offered in loving sympathy. But let us go back to Ellen and her mother. They were waiting for Mr. Norris, who was at work in the fields, and soon saw him approaching. Ellen ran down the path to meet him and the two entered the house hand-in-hand. The gray-haired old man was very fond of his daughter and his face wore a happy smile as he listened while she told him of little home incidents which had occurred during the day. As the trio were seated round the dinner table, Mr. Norris suddenly turned to his wife and said, Mother, did you hear that neighbor Elect’s niece is back again for the summer? Dennis was over in the field this forenoon and said she came this morning.” Before his wife could answer Ellen cried out. What! is Fern Kenney here again, Daddy? Oh, I’m so glad! and now perhaps she will want to take me back to the city with her. You know she spoke of it last summer. Oh, mammy don’t Page sixty-six you think she is a nice girl? To be sure. I must go and see her to-morrow.” The mother only smiled at this eagerness, but the father said. Ay pet, mayhap she will want to take you with her. but what would the mother and I do without our little lass?” And there was a wistful smile on his face as he looked at her. Ellen spent the afternoon in helping her mother, and as soon as her evening duties were completed she fled to her room. There she sat by the open window for a long time, wondering if Kern would ask her to go back to the city with her. Having always lived in the quiet little village where nothing novel or exciting ever happened, this coming of a gay city girl seemed like a very important event to Ellen. The next morning she rose with the sun—as all country girls should do, of course—and cheerfully went about her work, longing, however, for the afternoon, when she would see Kern. It was a warm, beautiful day and Ellen almost ran down the road when two o’clock came. The distance to Dennis Fleet’s house never before had seemed so long, she thought. The meeting between the two girls was warm and friendly. As to what was said. I’ll have to leave that out for it would take up all my space. They talked as only girls can talk after a long separation. And now just a few words about our city friend. This was her second summer in the country and she enjoyed it greatly. Having a great love for the beautiful she delighted in the rustic beauty about her, and loved to roam through the woods with Ellen in search of nature’s treasures. As to the simple village folks, she admired them very much and had a smile for every one. whenever she met any of them. Their kind, unafTecting manner and cheerfulness won her heart at once, and she made many friends, among which Ellen was her favorite. Notwithstanding all this, however. Fern preferred to live in the city the greater part of the year. The gay rounds of balls, shopping excursions, and tea parties were part of her life, and as she had all the finery that the heart of a girl could desire, she moved among the best. I hen perhaps you will ask why she wished to take Ellen home with her when she had such a fashionable circle of friends. Now hern was a very impulsive and warm hearted girl, and when she saw how calm and uneventful Ellen’s life was. she longed to give her a winter’s gayctv in the city. Besides, she loved the little country girl and wanted her for a closer friend and companion. She had mentioned her wish the summer before but nothing definite had been arranged. Now. as the girls chattered the hours away this was their main subject. “Fern, come right home with me and I’ll ask papa and mamma this very evening if 1 can go.” cried Ellen, when she realized that it was really time to go home. So the two started off arm-in-arm, with such happy smiling faces that many a passer-by smiled, too. When they reached the little cottage it was nearly dusk and the light inside showed them Ellen’s mother in the act of setting the table, which had always been the girl’s task. Ellen was at once beside her and took the plates out of her hands. “Mother,” she cried, I’m sorry I stayed so long, but I forgot how the time went. I have brought Kern with me and 1 want to ask you and daddy if I may go home with her this fall.” The mother smiled at the eager face, but she greeted Kern kindly before she answered her daughter. “Well pet,” she said at last, “you must wait till the father and I have talked it over. I will tell you in the morning.” Fern stayed with Ellen that night and after the two had gone to their room the old. gray-haired couple spoke of Ellen’s request. “Mother, said Mr. Norris, “what think you about letting our lass go to the city? It would be full lonely here without her. wouldn’t it ?” His wife sighed as she bent over her knitting, and replied, Page sixty-seven “Truly. I know not what to say, father. She is so set upon it that I wouldn’t like t say her nay. but as you said, it would he passing lonely without her. Still. 1 think it would do the lass no harm, and in truth. Fern is a taking little soul and would make our girl happy. Mayhap we had better let her go.” “Well wife, be it as you say. But the lass will want some new finery. I reckon, so here mother, take this and get what she wants. And the old farmer handed her a five-dollar bill. “Yes father, that will 1 do, and surprise her,” was the reply. So it was decided that Ellen should have her wish, but one fear lingered in the hearts of both parents, and of which neither had spoken. It was that their young daughter might become lost in the gay city life, that she would come to dislike the little villages of which they were so fond, and the simple home in which they had been so happy. That night the mother prayed earnestly that this might not happen. She felt that it would break her heart to lose her girl, for she needed the bright, sunny face to bless and cheer her remaining years. 'l'he delight of both girls was unbounded the next morning, when they learned that Ellen could really go, and if smiles and kind deeds coud have repaid the old farmer and his wife, they surely were well rewarded. 'Phe days went rapidly by and many were the hours the two girls spent together, planning and building “castles in the air.” They were to leave on the last day of September, and as the time approached the cheery smiles faded front the faces of the fond parents. But Ellen did not notice this, for her joy ami hopes were too great. At last the long-looked-for morning came, and as the mother and father saw Ellen’s trunk being carried to Mr. Fleet’s wagon they realized that they would soon be very lonely indeed. When all was ready, Mr. Norris embraced his Page sixty-eighi daughter and said in a choked voice, “Good-bye my lass. Be happy, but come back soon.” The mother’s face was pale and sad, but she quietly kissed Ellen and putting a pretty little locket into her hand, said, “Here is my picture, dear. Kook at it often, and—and come back to mother soon, my Ellen.” Then the girl realized how hard it was for them to let her go. but she said cheerfully, “Never mind daddy and mammy. I’ll write often and it won’t be long before spring will be here. Good-bye.” And she was gone. The old couple walked back into the house very slowly, for they knew that all it brightness was gone. It had cost them much t«� part with their only child, even for a short time, but they did it because they knew it would give het happiness, and to that end they were willing to sacrifice anything. The ride to the station was short and in due time the two girls were on the train. It all seemed very strange and confusing to Ellen, but Fern did her best to make her forget the noise, by telling her of her home in the city. A few hours’ ride brought them to the busy town, whefe a carriage awaited them at the station. In a short time they were at the grand old house where Fern had her home with her aunt. Miss Curtis, a rich, prim, unmarried old lady. (But her friends never dared to even hint at her age.) A stiff, overdressed footman answered Fern’s ring and bowing very low said in a superior tone of voice, “Young ladies, condescend to follow me and I will shortly conduct you into my lady’s presence.” With these words he walked on, his head back and his eyes looking straight ahead, appearing very much like a statue having the power to walk and talk. Poor Ellen felt very queer, not at all as she had expected to feel. The beauty and richness about her almost awed her and she clung closely to Fern’s hand. After going through long passages the footman threw open a door and called out in a loud voice, “Miss Jane Amelia Curtis, two young ladies wish to be honored by your favors. The | irl did so and the important Step inside, ladies, gentleman disappeared. I 'lien now saw before her a middle-aged lady siting by a window knitting. She was dressed in a very stiff black silk with point-lace collar and cuffs. As the girls entered she looked up,, nodded, and said in a faint “I want-to-be-pitied” voice. “Ah, you have, arrived, neice. And this is your friend. Welcome, Miss Norris. I hope you have had a pleasant journey. Neice, take her to your room I pray, and ring for whatever she wishes. With these words she bent over her work again, evidently expecting to be left alone at once. “What’s the matter, aunt? Have you got a headache? You look so pale and woeful,” cried Fern in a cheery, hearty tone, and ran over to her aunt. Miss Curtis laid down her knitting, folded her hands, and with a martyr-like look on her plain face, answered, “Neice, it seems to me that it does ill become a young lady to be so boisterous. Go at once to your room and let me see a more seemly behavior at tea-time.” With a twinkle in her eyes Fern took Ellen's hand and led her up to her beautiful, richly furnished room. Ellen had not said a single word since she had entered the house, but now she cried, “Oh Fern, how lovely everything is! How happy you must be to have all these pretty things.” And she suddenly felt very poor—and lonely. Kern perceived this and did her best to make her friend feel at home, but that night Ellen looked long at her mother’s picture and murmured, “Oh, mutnsy. 1 did not think I would miss you so.” The locket was clasped tightly in her hand as she slept and once Fern heard her say, “Mother, Mother.” But this didn’t last long. Ellen soon got used to the stiff footman and the prim Miss Curtis, and the days fled swiftly. At first she wrote two letters home regularly every week, but to make a long story short, the gay life did indeed make her gradually put her parents and little village home in the background. The letters then came less and less frequently to the fond old couple at home, and their faces became more deeply lined and their steps less light. Many were the dollars that the father sent to the city at his daughter’s request, with which to buy lace-trimmed gowns and fancy hats. It was done without a word of complaint, although the store of wood and groceries became lower and lower, and the winter was bitterly cold. But still only fond, loving letters were sent to the happy-care-free girl. Then one day in late winter Ellen received a letter addressed in a strange hand. Opening it she read it with surprise, and as she did so her face became pale and a wandering look came into her eyes. The letter was from Dennis Fleet, her father’s near neighbor, and it ran thus. “What mean you child, by breaking your good old parents’ hearts and robbing them? I have lost patience with you and will tell you plainly what you have done. 'Phis eve the wife and I went over to see your folks and found them looking thin and old. The wood was most gone and they sat close to the low lire to keep from freezing. They told us then, with tears in their eyes, child, that their money was all gone. They had sent it to you to make you happy. So you are having a gay time while the father and mother here at home are lonely and almost starving. ’Twould be best to sell your finery and come home to your folks, child. Mayhap you didn’t know what you were doing.” When Ellen had read these sad words she felt very sorry and repentant for a few minutes. But then her eyes fell on a beautiful bouquet of flowers which she had intended to wear to a party that night, and she said to herself, Oh, I can't leave all this and go home—now. I will sell my paintings and send the money home. I don’t believe the folks miss me for they have never spoken of it in their letters.” The paintings she spoke of were some she had made during the first month of her visit and really were very good. Thus she cased her conscience, and laying the letter down started to dress for the party. Suddenly her eyes fell on the Page sixty-nine locket her mother had given to her and which she had taken from her neck to give place to a costlier one. Slowly she opened it and gazed on the sweet motherly face before her. Then all her love for her mother swept over lur with an overpowering force, and she thought of her last words, “Come hack to mother soon, my Ellen.” The full realization of her injustice came u] on her and the tears fell fast as she moaned. “Oh. mother, dear mother. 1 did not know what I was doing. How 1 have wronged my dear parents. 1 will go home at once and try to make amends. How could I do it, how could I do it? To forget them even for a moment? Oh, I hate this life now and long to go hack where all is peace and quiet and to father and mother. For a long time she sat on a low stool sobbing. But let us not blame her too much for what she had done, dear reader. The citv glamor had been too much for her with its pleasures and excitement. It had overshadowed her love and duty toward her parents, throwing them into the background, where they were to remain until the novelty of her new life had worn away ami conscience would once more be'roused. Kllen at once sold her paintings, which brought her a goodly sum. That same night she told her story to Fern and said she would go home the next day. Fern felt that she was much to blame for what had occurred, so she persuaded Ellen to take a generous check to present to her father as a gift from the city girl who has been too thoughtless, and who hopes she will be forgiven.” This was the note that she sent with the money, and as she hade F.llen an affectionate goodbye she promised to come and see her the next summer and win the forgiveness she craved. Ellen had sent no word of her coming, so she had to walk the two miles from the station to the village. She wondered how her parents would receive her and what they would say. It was a very cold afternoon, and as she approached her little home she noticed that boards had been nailed over the two windows on the north side of the house, evidently to keep Page icventt) out the cold. The sight gave Ellen a twinge of pain and brought repentant tears to her eyes, doing up to the door she knocked softly. Slow, dragging footsteps were heard and the door was opened by her father. She hardly knew him. for he looked terribly old and worn. He gave a violent start as he recognized Ellen and then welcomed her with words and tears of such deep thankfulness and affection, that Ellen felt more shamed than ever. Then she went to her mother and threw herself at her feet sobbing “Oh, dear mother, forgive me, forgive me! I will never leave you any more. Tell me. tell me that I am welcome.” The mother put her arms about her daughter ami said in a choked voice, Ellen my girl, mother knows how you feel and she freely forgives you. Come my lass, and cry no more. It makes us very happy to see our daughter home again. The loving words and kind tone soothed the suffering girl and she told her story, how the picture in the locket had brought her back, and also about the letter Dennis Fleet had sent her. It truly was a happy reunion. Not a word of reproach was spoken, but Ellen felt that more than if she had been upbraided with bitter words and angry looks. Part of the money she had brought was at once spent for provisions, of which there were very few. Ellen suffered much as she saw how worn and thin her beloved parents had become. But as the days went by things were changed, and when Fern came again the next summer the little family were as happy and cheerful as ever except that Ellen was more thoughtful of her parents’ comfort and ministered to them with greater care. Her most precious treasure was the little locket containing her mother's picture for she realized that it had taught her a very sad but useful lesson. I larmeson (Criticizing the poor attendance of school people at athletic games) “Why in some places, there are more girls in attendance than there are boys; I've noticed that much myself.” TIk kindness � f Mr. Harrington To the Students is not a pun. The Editorial Staff can not forget The help he gave, the pace he set. So here’s our thanks to Harrington From those who’s confidence he has won. S. G. () great class leader of a mighty age. Praise unto thee, all classmates give. By the great name, Editor-in-Chief, live. In big letters upon the Mirror’s page. And this thy praise shall be. He found the Mirror staff chained, but left her free. S. G. OUR TOAST (With Apologies to H. W. Longfellow) Thou too, shine on, oh “Mirror,” clear. Reflect the school-life of the year. The anxious staff, with all its fears; With all its hopes of future years Is hanging breathless on thy fate. E. D. '15. It surely is a woeful stain. That our school board should let Spokane; In order to obtain a coach On this High School to so encroach. By winning in her mercenary art. When she sent to Harm-a-son of Hart. We warn our board that they beware If ever they should give A-Dare (Adair) And any school will with us grapple. That ever seeks to remove our Chappie. 1.. D. (alumna) DEFINITIONS Steam—Water gone crazy with the heat. The assembly room from 3:50 to 5:00 p. m.—A good court room. Money—The best thing going: but we have also found it more acceptable when coming. Kirshman—? ? ? ? Books—Things invented to plague Freshmen. A grind—An unfortunate, ’tho harmless person. Automobile Windshield—Used for the purpose of catching bugs and insects for human beings as well as for the birds. A small assignment—An unknown quantity. Henry Ford—The first man who made walking a pleasure. Bv DOC” ’15. Page seventy-one hoohds xnoav Naas WITTY SAYINGS HEARD IN OUR SCHOOL At an entertainment one evening, a little eight-year old bov was sitting behind a large bald-headed man, who frequently scratched his head. The little lad stood it as long as he could, and finally remarked, “Say, Mr., if you’d drive ’em up in the clearin’ you could catch ’em.” A teacher, who was about to inflict bodily punishment upon one of her unruly subjects, asked him how he would like to be whipped. After quite a little thinking, the boy replied: After the German system of penmanship, please mam.” And how i that:'” the teacher asked, a little perplexed. “Why, the heavy stroker up and the light one down.” An Irishman by the name of Patrick O’N’ary was employed in a lumber yard but on account of his repeated troubles with his fellow workmen, received a letter from his superior one day containing his check and these words: Your services are no longer required.” Pat thought best to obey without any hesitation, but when nearly a week had passed by. he returned and began piling lumber as before. The over-seer, seeing Pat back at the old job said: “Well Pat, didn’t ya get my letter?” “Shure.” replied Pat, and kept on with his work. Well, didn’t you understand what it meant?” “Shure.” “Well, what are you back here for then?” queried his employer. beginning to get a little angered at Pat's easy-going way. “Well,” says Pat, up in the left hand corner of your letter you says, “Return in five days.” Pat had bought out the corner fruit and vegetable stand and was doing a fine lot of business. Put there came a dull season, the same as in any other business, and it was at this time that the pure foor inspector came along. Noticing a had odor, lie remarked to Pat, “Pat, what i it that smells so?” “Oh. my good friend,” replied Pat, “its just the business that smells—it’s so rotten.” Judge (trying a man on assault and battery charge)— “Why did you bit him?” Defendant “Because lie called me a rhinocerous three years ago.” Judge “Three years ago! Then why didn’t you hit him at the time?” Defendant- “Well, you see. Judge, I didn’t know what a rhinocerous was until day before yesterday.” “DOC” ’15. A Frcshie was wrecked on an African shore, Where a cannibal king held sway: They served up that Frcshie on slices of toast On the eve of the very next day: But the vengeance of Heaven followed swift on the act, For ere the next moon was seen, By cholera-morbis the tribe was attacked, For the Frcshie was terribly green. A Michigan editor who was asked by his son to help him with some problems assigned as night work, says he can’t see how a boy is going to learn anything when his teacher sends him home with problems like the following: “If it takes a four-month’s old woodpecker with a rubber bill nine months and thirteen days to peck a hole thru a cypress log that is large enough to make 117 shingles, and it takes 165 shingles to make a bundle worth 93c, how long will it take a cross-eyed grasshopper with a cork leg. to kick all the seeds out of a dill pickle?” Pagw Miss Chappie (American Literature Class)—“Miss Kvans, you may tell us the nationality of Alexander Hamilton’s mother.” May Evans “Why, Hamilton’s mother was of French distraction.” Miss Chappie had been lecturing the American Literature Class for about fifteen minutes or so when “Doc” in his usual restless and excited manner, raised his hand and while waving it violently in the air. asked, “May we please have some cool air in here?” Branch (Busy on an original love story)— Miss Chappell, how does a man propose?” Miss Chappell (with a face resembling a rainbow)—“1 don’t know.” Adair (Physics)—“What makes the difference in pitch in men’s and women’s voices?” Knapp—“The shape of the voice.” Miss Adair (Physics Class)—“Mr. Manger, what would be the conditions for a bird sitting on an electric wire of high voltage and not being killed?” “Bob”—“Not be touching anything else.” Miss A. “And the conditions under which he would be killed?” “Bob”- “Why. with one foot touching the wire, and the other touching the ground.” Miss Adair (Physics Class)— Mr. Pringle, if a person put one foot on the third rail of a trolley system while his other foot was on the ground, what purpose would his body be serving?” “ I ete” I Vingle—“C rpse.” • JT • Page seventy-six Ikie Kirshman (Ag. IV)— What is the best way to face cattle in a barn? Clare Branch— Some like them with their heads out. and some with their heads in.” Ikie” Kirshman (Ag. IV) How many have their lessons to-day ?” “Kip” (anticipating a held trip)- 1 have mine.” Ikie”—“Then teach the class to-day.” Rip”—- Uh, oh. well. 1 have just read it over, and don’t know an awful lot about it.” Miss Adair (Chemistry Class)—“What is an antiseptic?” Stanley Peterson—“Something to put people to sleep.” Kirshman (Ag. IN’)—“What is the splash system of oiling Miss Trull?” Kirshman (Ag. IV)—“When you have a new point on your plow, the wheel bolted up high, and the team hitched high, and vour plow comes out of the ground, what do you do?” “Pete” Pringle (talking from experience)—“Cuss.” “Rip” (Ag. IN', discussing poultry houses)—“Why, now they have hen-houses with electric lights so the hens will have a night shift.” Abbreviations and their meaning: Bus—a kiss. Rebus—kiss her again. Omnibus—kiss all the girls. Syllabus—two girls kissing one another. Blunderbus—kissing your mother-in-law. LOST Note from Oma Suitt; finder will please return to “Vie” Dayharsh and get what’s coming. Miss Chappie (Am. Lit. Class—“What was Westminster Abbey originally built for?” Clare Branch—“Built for Chappie.” Miss Chappie (Am. Lit. Class)—“What was (iarrick noted for?” Alberta Eiscnlohr--“He was a great actress.” I here was a young lady, Irene, ho lived in a house on the green; She started the lire with benzine, And since then she hasn’t ben-zinc. Advertisement of a Dye Mouse: We live to die, And we die to live; We have dyed for others, Let us dye for you. Mutt Halladay—“Do you think Barnum went to Heaven when he died?” Rip Van ickle— Well, I don’t know; he had a good show.” A death-like silence fills the room. Students, spellbound, gaze in wonder; Expectant, wait the crash of doom. While Ethel recites without a blunder. Miss Adair (Biology Class)—“How do lobsters smell?” “Josh”—“Awful, especially when thev are dead a few days.” Adair (Physics Class)—“How does light enable us to see an object as it really is?” H alia clay—“Why, the object makes a hole in the background. N e author submits the following recipe for reaching school on time: lake teacupful of self-raising flour before going to bed at night. In case you do not have the flour, a yeast cake will answer the purpose equally well. Kirshman (Agriculture IV)—“What is the head of a drain ?” “Stony”—“The upper end of it.” Norma Eddy (At editorial staff meeting)—“I have some tine points but I can’t get the dates.” “Adolph” Draper—“Well, if you have the points, we can get the dates all right.” Argument in Civics XII—“The population of Germany. France and England will soon be much reduced.” Sliver Savage “Yes, but it won’t take them long to grow some more.” At Fremont Basket Ball Game. Mar. 5. 1915 (Fremont umpire)—“Hey. there are two Fremont guys in?” Unknown voice from the audience—“Oh, no, they’re all in.” Miss Adair (Physics Class, talking about electricity)__________ W hen we pet a cat we can hear it crack.” Clare Branch (Am. Lit. Class)— 'i he people were all spread out over the country.” Page seventy-seven The following incident, although it occurred last year, is too good to forget, and so is inserted here: Norma l.ddy upon getting the mark shows.” upon her Chemistry Notebook, went in to eke her contempt upon Miss Adair for such personal criticism. Norma—“Miss Adair. I know 1 go to shows a lot. but I study chemistry, too. 1 don’t think you have any reason to put such a mark in my notebook.” Miss Adair (smiling)—“I only meant that for a question asking what the experiment shows.” And this was one time when Norma couldn’t find an excuse to cover up her ignorance. Ilarmeson (Am. Hist. Class)—“You don’t need to remember the dates because I’m not much on dates.” Miss Chappie (Am. Lit. Class)—“How do you like Bacon?” Clare Branch— Fried.” Ilarmeson (Am. Hist. Class)- “Who was the first chief justice id the United States?” Alberta Dibble—“Why, Benedict Arnold.” LOST— Somewhere between (irand Rapids and Hart, a pair of second-hand garters. Finder will please return to C. R. II.. principal of II. H. S. and receive $1.49 reward. Cute saying No. 1—“Does Ilarmeson draw a salary?” “Chink” Gamble. The following conversation comes from two small youngsters, a little girl and a boy. who were onlookers at a Basket Ball practice: She—“May 1 please hold your hand?” He—(Suspiciously)—“For how long?” Page t.v.nl f-eighl It is very strange that the call hells for the bel! hops in the Cody hotel in Grand Rapids don't turn on the gas lights isn’t it? Still it was hard to convince Kip Van Wickle that this could not be done—until he tried it. Harmeson (Am. Hist. Class) “Parker, when was Washington inaugurated: ’ Pike” Frey— Why. Washington was inaugurated April 20. but he didn’t take his office until March 4.” Vera II.— There is something on my mind that worries me.” Adair “Never mind; it will soon starve to death.” Harmeson (American History Class)— What was done with Jay after this treaty?” Orpha Sheldrick—“He was hung in effigy. Harmeson (humorously) “Where is Kffigy located?” Orpha S.— It is a small town: 1 don’t know just where.” Miss Chappie (Am. Lit.) “Who has read Washington Irving’s story, ‘The Christmas Dinner?’” A hand is frantically waved in the rear of the room. Miss C.— Well give us a little of that.” Miss Adair (Physics class)—“If two men were in the center of a pond of perfectly frictionless ice. how would they get off? “Rip”— Why they would just blow.” There was great excitement among the Freshmen on one of their first, fearful mornings in our High School, overhearing a rumbling sound which they mistrusted was an earthquake. Their fears were soon quieted, however, by their wiser classmates. the Seniors, informing them that it was merely Hawley’s automobile ( ?) going by. Harmeson (Am. His. Class)- “What was the result of this election?” Lrnest Draper - Jefferson had 8 votes. Burr 6. and the remaining votes were evenly divided between the other two men.” Harmeson— Yes, that is all right; Jefferson had 8. Burr 6. and the other two men were equally divided.” “There is room at the top.” the Senior said. As he placed his hand on the Freshman's head. Miss Chappie (American Lit. Class)—“Miss Bevins, what was kdgar Allan Poe’s chief characteristic?” Hattie B.—“His chief characteristic was his love for wine.” The following incident took place on the buss load coming home from the Pentwatcr Basket Ball game, Dec. 4. 1914: Unknown to everyone else of course, “Smoky” sat over in one corner stroking the little, delicate hand of his partner. F.thel Skeels. “She” allowed him t � continue the practice for about ten or fifteen minutes or so. when the hand was suddenly raised, but curses on the luck, it was not the hand of Miss Skeels at all. but that of Clifton Smith, who remarked as he withdrew it, ell, whose hand do you think you are mussing over anyway?” Miss Adair ( Physics C lass)—“What causes the ocean currents?” “Russ”—“The moon.” You can lead a horse to water. But you cannot make him drink: You can ride a Latin pony. But you cannot make it think. “Bob” Mlinger (American History Class)—“How did they determine where the boundary line would he?” Harmcson—“It was determined in this way: All the land that flowed into the St. Lawrence from the south belonged to one tribe, and all that flowed in from the north belonged to the other tribe.” Twas in a restaurant they met. One Romeo and Juliet: Twas there he first fell into debt. For Rome o’d what Juliet. Lives of great men all remind us. We should strive to do our best: And. departing, leave behind us, Notebooks that will help the rest. Life is a joke; all things show it: Look at a Freshman, then you’ll know it. There was a young Chemistry bluff. Who was mixing some confounded stuff, Dropped a match in the vial, and after awhile, They picked up his front teeth and a cuff. Miss Adair (Physics Class)—“The center of gravity in a hoop is in the center of the hoop.” “Rus” Lyon “Well, how can the center of gravity be in a hole where there is nothing?” Class Stones Freshman .. Emerald Sophomores .............................. Soapstone Juniors Grindstone Seniors Tombstone Page seventy-nine BARE NAME CALLED % AIM IN LIFE MARGARET ANDREWS Giggles” To find something to laugh about ETHEL BARRY Torchy To graduate HATTIE BEVINS Shorty” To improve her looks MERTIE BIRDSALL Birdie To hit the 100 mark EVA BLACKMER Betty To teach German CLARE BRANCH Wearie Willie” To find a girl MURIEL BRUBAKER Mooley” To be left alone VIVA DAVIS Stub To Study Art e eighty LACKS WILL BECOME FAVORITE ACTIVITY Confidence A Schoolteacher Hee-hawing A Pull A Light-house Holding Down the Scat Height (?) A Suffragette Wheeling the Go-Cart „ , „ At- i- . Burning the Midnight Sense of Humor An Evangelist qjj Laziness A Good Housewife Strolling A haircut most of the time A Limb Too changeable to have one Speed An Old Maid Changing her Mind Information Of Age (?) Hoarding up Credits NAME CALLED AIM IN LIFE ALBERTA DIBBLE “Fatty To find a man ERNEST DRAPER Adolph” To become President NORMA EDDY “Trixy To marry a Millionaire ALBERTA eisf:nlohr Kitty” To find a market for her knowledge MAY EVANS Dreamy” To be a Stenographer STANLEY GAMBLE Isaac” To sleep until 9:00 a. m. WENDELL GAMBLE Chink” To have a feed ELKINS HALLADAY “Mutt” To invent something VERA HARDY • “Blossom To become beautiful MABEL HIGHLANDS Mibs” To gamble LACKS WILL BECOME FAVORITE ACTIVITY A real man Lazinesss Avoirdupois Absolutely nothing Sleep Pessimism A school teacher to visit on Thursday nights Reason Class Spirit Good marks in Agriculture Rested (?) A Book Agent Vaudeville Actress A Great Reformer A Swede A Sea Captain Proprietor of a Restaurant An Electrician Healthy. Wealthy and Wise A Critic Teacher Slumbering Talking Gesticulating Observing Talking to “Gus Pailing the Heifers Eating Tinkering Getting the Mail Growling About Marks Page eighty-one NAME CALLED AIM IN LIFE EMILY HOFFMAN “Dutch ” To be called Harmony” GORDON KNAPP Oscar” To analyze things LESTER LAUTENSCHLEGER “Les To find a new star SYLVESTER LEFEVRE “Rabbi” To become a farmer RUSSELL LYON Rus” To start something BLANCHE NORTON “Kip To annihilate Ikie MARY PARK Pcewee” To grow FLEECIE PETTIGROVE “Bub” To pronounce distinctly GEORGE PLATT “Phiz To be Pitcher of the Tigers CLIFTON PRINGLE Pete” To smoke BINA RANKIN “Bobby To be a nurse Page eigh( ,-lifo LACKS WILL BECOME FAVORITE ACTIVITY Liberality Attending the Movies Forwardness A Citizen of Mears Working Physics Problems Pep An Astronomer Thinking (?) Guilty Conscience Professor of Mathematics Arguing Bashfulness A Gentleman (?) Fishing Self-Reliance A Musician Playing the Piano 55 Pounds of Flesh A Shadow Smiling at Elkins Gumption A Farmer's Wife Studying Shorthand Experience in Apologizing A Stump Speaker Scrapping Color (?) Pullman Porter Bluffing A Quick Temper A Wonderful Woman Studying NAME CALLED AIM IN LIFE LYSLE SAGE “Doc” To get there RALPH SAVAGE Sliver To be a mechanic ORPHA SHELDRICK “Sally To be with “Pike” CHARLES SHINN Chub” To lead the fashions IRMA SHRINER Becky To be great A I A N STONHOUSE “Stony To be a professional Rum Player DOROTHY STRICKLAND “Dot To be a hypnotist LOUISE TRULL Dimples To reduce SETH VAN WICKLE Rip” To borrow JOHN WILLIAMS “Jack” To invent a successful freckle lotion LOIS WING “Flip To make a hit FLORENCE WRIGHT Floe To keep from toeing in LACKS WILL BECOME FAVORITE ACTIVITY Caution Professor of History Sitting up Watching for Daylight Beef Member of the Firm Soakum and Skinum Standing on One Foot Scientific Bluffing A Ballet Dancer Dancing A Label A Dude Primping Poor Marks Authoress Writing Stories An Enemy Political Boss Drumming up Trade An Inspiration An Artist’s Model Making Eyes Weight (?) A Phenomenon Reading Ability in Physics An Auctioneer Springing Jokes Taste “Chicken Inspector Fussing Freckles (?) Side Tracked Skipping School Care Theatre Critic Coughing Page eighty-three Page eighty-four v-:-vv-: :-vv-x- x %-v vvvv k-vv-:--x X T 5. : T ? 031 Y CLASS WILL ! 03 m 03 We, the Senior Class of Nineteen Hundred and Fifteen, of the age of twelve years, and being of sound mind and good judgement, do make, publish and declare this our last will and testament. Sec. 1—Art. 1. To the Members of our Faculty, we as a Class, will our sincere appreciation. It has been through patient and untiring efforts that we arc enabled to step higher. They have instilled into our lives everlasting impressions and ideals of the true, noble and honorable, and we honestly hope that their efforts have not been in vain, but that each one of the class will sincerely endeavor in partial recompense for their efforts, to always live up to these ideals, and cherish sacredly the sacrifices which they have made for us. Sec. 2—Art. 1. To the honorable School Board, we bequeath our thanks for the many modern conveniences which have tended to lighten our labors; also for the extra holidays which we are quite sure have helped to make our school life more enjoyable. Sec. 2—Art. 2. To the Juniors, Sophomores and Freshmen, we leave our dignity and the pleasure of filling our places; our graft with the faculty; our knowledge through the medium of our note books; our splendid example, ami the privilege of serving as we have served. Sec. 3—Art. 1. Special Bequests:— Frnest Draper bequeaths to the Juniors an example of a model Senior. Vera Hardy leaves her “Parisian style of hair dressing to the Junior who most desires to be attractive. Ralph Savage bequests his patented laugh for the amusement and benefit of all Sophomore Stiffs who need to be loosened up. Norma Fddv bequeaths her style to all dowdy students. Seth Van Wickle wills his book on “How to Fuss Inconspicuously to any boy desiring the same. Blanche Norton wills her Chemistry clay pipe to some Junior who might be worthy of it. Gordon Knapp wills back to the Freshmen girls their nearts which he has so ruthlessly stolen. Kthel Barry bequeaths her vocabulary to some bashful, stammering girl. Clifton Pringle wills to some unknown boy the privilege of carrying Skeels’ front door key. Mabel Highlands leaves her book on “How to Bluff” for the further edification of all inexperienced ones. ICva Blackmer bequeaths her unusual charm that conquers the little Freshman boys’ hearts. George Platt wills his high position in track athletics as a Marathon runner and as pitcher on the base ball team. Emily Hoffman bequeaths her remarkable work entitled A Short Course in Eccentric Dancing to all awkward girl . Lyle Sage leaves his knowledge of “How to Buck and I’age eighty-five Fuss at the Same Time to all Juniors who contemplate carrying heavy programs in their Senior year. Mertie Birdsall bequeaths her red dress to all good look-irg Junior 1 lallites. Russell Lyon leaves his ability as a mixer to the boy who esteems himself sufficiently popular to assume his responsibilities. Hina Rankin bequeaths her imagination to all prosaic and dull people. Wendell (iambic bequeaths his Science teacher to the school for further use. Louise Trull bequeaths to Ruth Richards one hundred pounds of her avoirdupois. Alan Stonhouse leaves his energetic disposition to whatever fellow needs it most. Alberta Fisenlohr bequeaths her position in Society to the most ambitious damsel. Lester Lautenschleger wills his name “Lester Laugh and Snicker.” Margaret Andrews bequeaths to Raymond Jessup her famous book on “How to Stop Squeaking Shoes.” Clare Branch leaves to any Junior who aspires to (ill his place in society the following paraphernalia: His white sweater, his winning smile, his engaging ways and his line of talk. Charles Shinn wills his privilege to travel to the country as often as he pleases to any Junior in the same harrowing circumstances. Likins Halladay bequeaths his collection of fifty-two unused special delivery stamps to any Junior in love. Stanley Gamble leaves a bottle of “Old Crow” to Gusta-vus May. Sylvester Lefevre leaves bis worthy example as being an all around fellow. Florence Wright bequeaths to any stylish Junior: One Page cighly-six can of paint, a sack of flour and a burned cork, with directions for using them. Lois Wing leaves her camp to tender mercies of all female invaders. May Evans bequeaths her right to lunch with her friend at Melvins Cafe whenever she pleases. Orpha Sheldrick leaves her secret of successful dress making for the uplift of all girls learning to sew. Fleccie Pettigrove bequeaths her southern accent to some uninteresting Junior. iva Davis leaves her perogative of asking questions and inquiring facts to the most progressive and inquisitive Junior. Muriel Brubaker wills her curl to the Junior girl whose hair matches hers. Alberta Dibble bequeaths her appetite “but not far behind ’ Dorothy Strickland leaves her collection of jokes, puns and witty expressions to her successor in the Junior Class. Hattie Bevins bequeaths her dignity to some ambitious Junior. Mary Park wills her pleasant ways and features of a young lady. Irma Shriller wills-her great (grate) love letters to some well known Sophomore. John Williams bequeaths to the Senior Class, a few lines from Bryant: “He who from zone to zone (iuides thru the sky thy certain flight. In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.” In witness whereof, we hereby sign our names as Seniors of the Class of Nineteen Hundred Fifteen, the eighteenth day of June, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifteen. Signed: THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1915. (Sealed by Notary Public.) Oct. 1—Hear ye! Hear ye! Found on “Sliver’s” person, the whole sum of eleven cents! Non . 20 -I larmcson forgot his daily talk about foot ball today. Nov. 27— Vic” I)ayharsh failed to get an invitation to take a reserved seat in school today. Dec. 4 “Kits” got his semi-annual haircut today. Dec. 7—'I'he first time in history that Thiz” was ever found without any string in his pocket. Dee. 11 “Fete” I'ringle only chewed one package of gum in school today. Dec. 15 Kditor-in-C hief Draper froze his ear coming to school this morning. Dec. 16 ”(ius” May had cold feet for the lir-t time this vear. As a result, the water in the stcampipe had a chill, froze, and burst the pipe when “ ins” tried to warm his feet ? ? ? on it. Dec. 17—W e are wondering now why “Ikie Kirslnnaii didn’t go in the ring instead of teaching school. Jan. S. 1915—“Rus” in very poor health: got a haircut yesterday. Jan. 12—“Jack” spending two and three periods a day reading “How to Write Love Letters.” Now that Christinas is over he is perfectly safe in doing it. |an. 15 Harmcson gave all the foot ball boys II today: we mean one to wear on the front of their sweaters, of c nirsc. Jan. 16—We are very anxious to find out how much “Stony” had to pay Kirshman to have him request that he leave the room with Blanche Norton. If the amount doesn’t exceed 9c we might try it ourselves. Jan. IS “Isaac” (iambic got canned for inviting Maurice Hawley to take a seat side of him on the floor today. Jan. 21 Auditorium with its 11 :(X) 1’. M. dancing rule gave place to the Masonic Hall for a farewell party for Harmcson tonight. Adjourned 1 .00 A. M. Jan. 22—Gave Mr. and Mrs. Harmcson a royal (?) ride in a cutter around town just before train time this A. M. Jan. 22 -No school until 9:00 A. M. today. I •: very one-down at depot to see Harmcson oil this morning. |an. 23—“Rus” Lyon’s feet both badly calloused as a result of crushing fruit for the punch served at llarmeson’s farewell party. Better try some of “Doc” Sage’s Arnica. Jan. 27 -Considerable excitement was caused among the Normalites today by a lion forcing his entrance into the room and standing up on Miss Backon’s dcskw. Jan. 27 - Hub Harrington arrived today. Feb. 1 Kirshman. being in his natural puglistic tempera- Page eighty-seven ment, knocked the glass out of the north door during the first round, this morning. I eh. 1 “Ikie” is the happy possessor of a large red apple- the gift of Mabel Highlands. I cb. 2— Let there be peace. said Hub this noon, and there was peace, but for one second only, when the schuffling of feet, a gruff moan, and other expostulations, told him of the uselessness of such an idea as trying to detain a hungry bunch of students from their dinner. heb. 3—Scanlon’s love for “Rip was strained to the limit today when Rip” began talking to other girls, and jealousy getting the best of her peaceful (?) nature, she dismissed him for the remainder of the day. Keb. 3 We heard a terrific noise down the street tonight. and upon looking to find out the cause, we learned that it was only Miss Scanlon with her red turban out cutter-riding with “( hink.” We know now that Chink” didn’t take a dare. (Adair) beb. 3 Hubs new system of putting your initials on the board when you leave the room incorporated today. Makes us old pioneers think of the days of McAllister and Towle. l eb. A— Hub” is a very economical cuss-tomer; looks over his glasses to save the wear of looking through them. I cb. 8— Hub’s detention school went into effect at 3:30 today. Judging from all appearances Hub” will have to have some extra help taking care of the convicts. beb. II—“Pete” and Doc” were highly honored this morning in Civics class by being extended an invitation to take a front seat as a reward for their whispering. beb. 15—Platt and Collins sale of latest stvle derbies, brought about the formation of a gang known by the letters. Page eighty-eight X S S I), artistically displayed on the crown of their treasured sky pieces and signifying “Never Saw Such Derbies.” bel� . 16— Anti-Derbiests organized today : causing much anxiety to the X S S D bunch. Feb. 26—Dull day; nothing doing at all. Kven “Stony” didn’t get called down for whispering today. Mar. 2— 1 wo Indians who were scheduled to give the assembly a tale of their lives at 3:15 P. M. today, only came as far as the door, looked in and went away again. Who ever thought an Indian would be so intelligent? Mar. A “Hub joined the Athletic Association today. Hurray for “Hub.” Mar. —“Hub” must have lost bis sense of humor, at least all he had, recently. Just because sonic of the boys made their appearance in the session room this noon, wearing coats which had shrunk a bit, he deliberately canned them. Mar. 10—Gordon Knapp blossomed out today with his biennial haircut. Mar. 15—“Ikie’s” love for the ring is the source of four-thirds of all his troubles. Today he came to school with his left trouble-seeker considerably blackened. His excuse is that he was hit with a baseball, but we can accept no such faulty reasoning as that. Mar. 17— 1 rue to their colors, a vain bunch of high school fellows, including ye author, gallantly arrayed themselves in green collars, with almost imperceptible (?) bow ties of a corresponding color, green sox, and vests, which ranged from white to one with a small spot of red in the front, and made their most humble appearance at our treasured little temple of learning. Contrary to his custom, however, “Hub” allowed the red vest to proceed with ye scribe, much to the disappointment of it's possessor and the rest of the mob in general. Apr. 7- “Ikie” sprung a new pair of shoes today, and his feet (?) being small (?) cannot stand many unnecessary eye-daggers so he | olitely asked “Betty” Blackmer to teach the Ag. IV class, while he took a less conspicuous seat on the rear row. Apr. 16—“Jack” Williams failed to take his daily nap the second period, as usual today. This being the first variation from his regular practice this year, we are unable to account for it. unless, perhaps. “Kus” put one of his anti-sonmia tablets in his coffee this morning. Apr. 28 “Mirror” Staff excused for first period this afternoon. Sat for pictures for annual and enjoyed ourselves in general. Apr. 28—“Russ” had his long-treasured goatee ( ?) shaved off today. Reason not given. Apr. 29—“Rip” and “Isaac” skipped this I . M. We hear they beat all county records in a field meet at the fairgrounds. Too bad they didn’t have an audience. May 1—Several cases of Spring Fever have developed in the last few days. Nearly everyone has inherited the “skipping” spirit. May 5—Junior-Freshman Tug-of-War team took it’s first swimming lesson in Pentwater river today, under the direction of the Scniors-Sophomore bunch. May 5—hirst color scrap of the season took place this noon. Lots of excitement, but the Seniors showed their superiority over the Juniors. May 5—A brave ( ?) little Junior bunch, twelve in number. and headed by Parker Frey, attempted t � undo the efforts of the noble Senior five tonite at 10:15 P. M.. but their nerve failed them and they ran in all directions like so many wild deer, when a whole army, composed of five sturdy Seniors, made their sudden appearance. May 14—Box Social and also a Staff Meeting at the school house. “Hub” and Mr. James paid us a visit while we were just having a little “party” in the office. “Highball.” says “Hub”; “Pull down the curtains,” says Janes. May 15—Hart put it over Walkerville and Pentwater in a Field Meet today at the Fairgrounds to the tune of 74—50— 25 respectively. May 18—Our thousand dollar annual goes to press. L. T. S. ’15. A. L. S. ’15. Finis Page eighty-nine THE MIRROR STAFF—4 ter Page ninety The Electric Light Requires no matches, gives off no smoke nor soot, does not vitiate the atmosphere, cannot explode, has the (ire sealed in a bottle, can be controlled from any convenient point, gives off no odor, can safely be handled by children, gives off no heat, will not------but what s the use? There is no light like it! None other but has most of the faults and none of the virtues we have named. The Stearns Lighting Power Co. P. S.—Is your house wired? 1 Compliments of TV Tr n r TC GROCER MORRIS Home of Utility Flour Compliment! of IF. O. QUACKENBUSH, Dentist .. _ EARL J. BLACKMORE DENTIST Office and Resident in Fisher Block Uni'ed Home 'Phone 163 Harmeson (Am. Hist. Class)—“In these two sentences, what is the difference in meaning? ‘The Indians were the only occupants of the land and ‘The Indians were the occupants of the land only.’ ” “Phiz”—“Why, that means that the Indians could not go in the water.” Harmeson (Am. 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