Jackson High School - Osky Wow Yearbook (Jackson, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 78 of the 1915 volume:

rj 1i«; W S .... -.eft '0«A THE OSK Y WOW NINETEEN HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN TIIK YEAR HOOK OF JACKSON HIGH SCHOOG Pl'KUSHKI) AXXI'AU.V liV STUDFNTSOF .JAC KSON II KOI SCHOOL VOU'MK IN PAGE ONE •• t1 •• =$ •• £ 1 PAG E THREI % Sflr tin' S UtiU'uts of 31. ffi. bo respectfully brbiratr line book to (6. 2f. parrot. A. (Our Sfrui principal JAM KS K. K I N N I S N OHIO UNIVERSITY so SUPKKINTKNDENT OF SCHOOLS «£ $ • =X � F HAG E FOUR h}jc0i Miss Lucy B. Jones Daniel M. Morgan Miss Sue C. Manning B. A., 1911 History and Mathematics Music History and English PAGE FIVE Miss Lillian Johnson German and English Ei� gak M. Kauffman B. A., 1913 . Mathematics and History iss Blanghk Watkins B. A., 1912 Latin and English • {-• x - PAGE SIX History of the HEBER LLOYD. 15 And it came to pass in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and eleven, in the fifth month, on the thirty-first day of the month, when the Grammargradites were gathered together to receive their diplomas, Mr. Henson spake unto them, saying, “Many are the ones whom I have led thru the paths of High School. Come ye and follow me.” And, at the end of three months, when the Grammargradites and the BrxWelfiteswere banded together, they were led to the High School, for he was with them. And when they had come nigh unto the High School, they were admitted, for the portals were wide. And when they were assembled together, they were called Freshmanites, and they numbered nigh unto eighty souls. And Miss Jones spake unto them, saying, “Take thou thine arm from thy neighbor’s desk, and speak not unto thy neighbor, neither by the tongue, nor by the pen.” And when she had gone, Mr. Parrot came nigh unto them, and spake, saying, What, think ye, is a dicotyledonous plant?” And after him came Miss Hippel, and she spake, saying “What is a metaphor?” And lastly came Miss Gardner, saying, “Know ye aught of the language of the Ancients?” And to all these they ai swared, “We know not.” And it came to pass in the same year that Cupid came nigh unto one of the number, and she followed hence. And when the Sophomorites challenged the Freshmanites to a contest in spelling, they accepted the challenge, and a 1 attle was pitched in the room of the Sophomorites. And when the darkness of night fell over the land, the Freshmanites rejoiced, for their lines were weakened. And th next year the Freshmanites took the room of the Sophomorites as well as their name, and were thenceforth called Sophomorites, till, advanced in the arts of warfare, they became Juniorites. But they were saddened by the news of the drowming of a former classmate in the Scioto River. And when they were fully established in the room of the Juniorites, Class of '15. Class Historian they elected from among them certain ones who should represent them. And Harold Jones was elected President, and Harold Dyer was elected Vice-President, and Alma Miller was chosen Treasurer, and Margaret Evans chosen Secretary, and they represented the class. And it came to pass that Mr. Parrot came nigh unto the class, saying, “Arise, and follow me.” And they did as they were hidden, and followed him unto the land of the Millerites. And the Mi lie rites received them with great courtesy and a broad smile, and shewed unto them the manner in which the corn was made flour, and the class learned much. And when they were again returned unto the school house, they prepared fora great feast, to which the Seniorites were to lie invited. And when the feast was prepared, the Seniorites came, and there was much feasting and dancing. And soon thereafter, the Seniorites beckoned unto the Juniorites and said unto them, “Come, and take our room and our title, for we must move on.” And there was much rejoicing in the ranks of the Juniorites, for the room of the Seniorites was large, and well lighted, and new. And the Juniorites went and became Seniorites. And they were g'ad. And great changes took place within the realms of the High School, for Mr. Parrot became Principal, and Miss Jones became Assistant-Principal.’and Mr. Kauffman, Miss Manning, and Miss Watkins, became rulers over different sections, and when Miss Houser departed hence unto another city end another school. Miss Johnson assumed her routine, and Mr. Dyer substituted durirg the time that Mr. Parrot was kept away by a siege of sickness in his home. And the Seniorites tock it upon themselves to elect new officers from among them, and Earl Shadrach was chosen President, and Frank Get-tles Vice-President, and Jean Jones Secretary, and Blanche Alexander Treasurer. And these took upon themselves their new duties. But EV E N when the Seniorites had sojourned in the new Building somewhat over a half year, Mr. Kinnison came unto them, andspake, saying, “Gather ye together unto you all your possessions, and go hence to the room of the Sixthgradites. “ And they gathered together their possessions and departed thence. And the room of the Sixthgradites was dark, and small, and musty. And straightway the Seniorites resolved to make up for the lack of sun light, and chose dark green and light green as their class colors, and they were reminded of the out-of-doors and of sunlight by these colors. Ami they improved the Scavenger, a weekly Seniorite journal, and they chose as their motto, “Be sure you are right, then go ahead, “ and they were glad only in the thot that they had done right. And when it became time for the adoption of a class flower, there was much discussion as to what it should he. And the different colors of roses were suggested. and daffodils and sunflowers were also suggested. And when the class decided in favor of the sunflower, there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth. Now this is the chronicle of events as they did happen to the class of fifteen, during the years that they were in High School, and though not mire than twenty-five have survived this perilous journey, they confidently hope and expect that their history will not stop here, but continue to tell of higher achievements. KARL SHALRACH—Senior Class President, A gentleman very much alive in school work, he is what is known as “booster” every inch of him a “booster,” and his “boostiveness” becomes contagious. As to his disposition, it is a combination of opti mism and devilishness. He loves nothing better than an argument. With apologies to Kipling, we may close by sajing, “His meat is argument, his drink, debate.” (Note) Don’t forget to take a look at his photograph shown above. ELIZABETH ELLEN LEWIS—Literary Editor, Osky Wow, 1915. This young lady hails from Chicago. You should hear her recite Virgil; and sing, well I cannot describe it. She is capable of great things, and will likely make a name for herself in future years. She likes to play tennis and walk for her health; but dislikes, to come to school on warm afternoons, or to wear a hat even in winter. FRANK (SETTLES Vice President, Senior Class. He is broad-minded, intellectual and possesses good habits. c is very fond of the young ladies and is a learned artist in etiquette. One of his hobbies is taking and developing pictures. He is a jolly good fellow skilled in hunting, fishing and walking. He holds the school record of covering the largest area of ground while standing. ALMA MILLER—“Tell me! pretty maiden, are there any more at home like you?” She is always quiet and with h� r soft, gentle voice, she recited those tedious lessons, and has brought to herself fame in her classes. She has helped to bring our Osky Wow successfully to publication in past years. In her Junior year she held the Treasurer’s honored position. She, in school, has been known as our “playwright.” HEBER LLOYD—A modest, gentle, and comely man. with temperament mild and habits refined- His appearance is so fair and feminine that a teacher mistook him for a lady. He is absolutely free from boasting and bluffing, yet his reserve makes him equal to the hardest difficulties. His dry humor and wit have furnished the class with many pleasant jokes. RAG E NiNE MARGARET EVANS—Junior Class Secretary. When first we met this young lady, she was a shy. bashful, little Freshman. How times have changed her. for now she is a regular heart breaker,” with her bewitching smile and coquettish ways! She is a star” at tennis, a j)each” at dancing, a bo � k-worm ’ in school, a bouncer” on horseback, and a queen” in society. HAROLD DYER Vice President of Junior Class. Athletic Editor, Osky Wow. 1914. Foot ball, 1914, Tackle. Rase ball, 1915, Pitcher. Dick” is a cheerful chap, with an affinity for the young ladies. His future is a bright one. He is to be a farmer, married, and happy. BLANCHE ALEXANDER— Because my name is Alexander, some my beauty often slander. But your gab is of no avail, because I have my Willard Hale. Do you ever remember of having met a young lady rather slim, y.‘t very fair? Generally a broad enticing smile adorns her face. But look long and iteadiiy at this photograph and would you guess that Blanche is pleased with a rattle and tickled with a straw? EUGENE CRAM BLIT—Editor in chief, Osky Wow, 1915. A the gentle patrons of J. H. S. lo. k into this face do we not o’ s rve wisdom? To be sure we do. We are reminded of a small, bashful and inclined-to-be-backward boy, who often obtained a perfect grade in Algebra. But in our Senior class, Eugene Ws lost this serious turn of mind, and his chief trait is either thinking of some good joke or of a maiden fair, who has light hair JEAN ARMSTRONG JONES—Class reporter, Osky Wow, 1911. Senior Class Secretary. A sedate young lady from Pumpkin Ridge, Jackson, Ohio. She is the proud owner of a ringing voice and a pair of very skilled hands for piano playing. She de’ights to play tennis, especially cn hot mornings. But if you want to get on the good side of her, Learn to dance! Warning! My, how she hates dates. RAGE TEN � ? KATHERINE LAMB—A tall, slender young lady, whose favorite occupation is talking. She excels in Herman translation, ♦specially in ‘•Minna” and we are sure she intends to catch a German military officer. She is very religious, attends church three times on Sunday, sings in the choir, plays the vinlin in the church orchestra. However the Movies h ld a certain attraction for her. If you are unable to find her at church just inquire at the Pastime. CLYDE BROWN—He is of stature tall, of knowledge vast and his wisdom is envied by all. He has labored in High School under many difficulties. In his Junior year, he wasinschool only five months. While he, like many another Boxwell, has not entered upon the field of Athlet ics, he has certainly done his shate to uphold the honcr of J. H. S. by his studious career. •‘Tho’ some may sit and shake their heads negatively each day, There is not a single time when I hove nothing to say.” GRACE OILER—A quiet little girl, always st.iving to do her work honestly, cheerfully, and well. Her motto has always been; “Men area nuisance and I will none of ihcm.” We gladly commend her for her stand. This motto might wisely be adopted by many young ladies, as they enter upon their career asstuderts in Jackson High School. BERNARD HURD—On observing such a face, one would suppose him to be a brave and manly chap, but, behold! A teacher gently inquires, ‘Bernard, my boy, what are you doing? ’ And this is what we hear: “They always, always pick on me They never, never let me be.” But never mind Bernard, we were only joking. GLADYS SMITH— Asmile of hers is like one of Grace.” A very clever girl is Gladys. She has through strict attention to her lessons and close applica ion to her studies, reached the goal of graduation. By her quiet manner and care-free disposition, she has won a place in the hearts of her fellow classm n and her teachers. PAGE ELEVEN JOHN McNEER—This gentleman is known to his classmates as “Mac.” He is a handsome fellow, whose complexion has not been spoiled by athletic training. It is said that his motorcycle often carries him in the direction of Coalton. He never drinks anything stronger than buttermilk or Coca Cola. He is of a rather sober disposition, when there is nothing to amuse him. LILLIAN ROWE— “ Her golden curls, the pride of the girls, Her eyes of blue and her cheeks of golden hue.” Her version of herself is like this: ••My hands were never made to grace the pots and pans. Immersed in greasy luster. Never made to pour the coffee from old tin coffee cans, Nor yet to weild the hated, horrid feather duster. My man must be a man who knows that my hands are to be adorned with pearls and diamonds, and that I must have a maid to care for my curls.” Here’s hoping that she gets her ideal of a man. JAMES ERVIN—An extremely boisterous and lively personage, noted for his talkativeness and his correct usage of the English language. Every word he speaks or writes may be found in the dictionary; be it understood, however, that the latest edition of an unabridged dictionary is required. ZELLA CHANNELL—A quiet, attractive young lady. She has blue eyes, light hair, and a fair complection, which turns a rosy red when she becomes embarrassed. She is an enthusiastic student of Agriculture and will make an ideal wife for some progressive farmer. Zella is foremost in knowledge and for this reason is always near the head of her classes. EDGAR RRUCE— Bruce is the very personification of a “sTow but sure,” and is possessed of a determination that gets what he goes after. Aside from this he’s graced with a good disposition and a senceof hum- • or. All of these make a man and we are proud to include Bruce in the class of ’15. FINLEY CHERRINGTON He is a studious youth with ever-neat and moral habits, pampered with many other excellent qualities. Aft r being an enthusiastic foot-ball player, he was elected president of the Athletic Association for the School year 1914-i5. In this capacity he has served to the entire satisfaction of everyone. He, being a gentle, man with cheeks of rosy cast often got White for a little stroll. FLORENCE EVANS She is one of the most popular girls of J. H. S. She is very versatile; quite fond of n otoring or motorcycling, tennis, baseball, cards and dancing. Her chief characteristic is an ever present grin. In short, she is what might be termed an all-round sport. HAROLD JONES—Class reporter, Osky Wow, 1913. Football-1913 and 14. Baseball, 1914 and 15, Junior Class President. Senior Class Prophet. He has been prominent in all Athletics, a good baseball Shortstop, a classy football Quarterback. He was selected as quarterback on the all-star team of S. E. Ohio Athletic Association. He is noted in his classes for his knowledge, wit, and poor spelling. He is a modest and likable chap who neither chews, smokes, nor drinks. But he will “fuss’' the ladies. HELEN WHITE-Helen is a quiet, congenial girl. She has developed a great liking for fruits, especially “cherries. She is a star'’ latin pupil and enjoys nothing better than translating the whole lesson. This young lady is also a musician and often delights our ears with strains from the old organ in the hall. “Her deep eyes of dark brown are as full of pity asof inspiration. CHARLES HOUSE—Class Editor, Osky W’ow, 1915. One can see by looking at the photo of this young man, that he is an honest, industiious hard-working student. He is the owner of a very sunny disj ositionand is known to one of the faculty as “Sir Pompadour. Mr. House is noted for his great powers of argumentation. During the four-year course in J. H. S. he has won many good friends. A '4 - . $ • S - k ,Gt T► iRTtL N Prophecy of the Class of '15. HAROLD JONES. 15 The grt at liner came slowly to a halt, noisy tug boats shrilled their approval and busied about the ships in the harbor like news boys in a crowd, each shreiking in its own aquatic fashion. Shirt-sleeved, sweating sailors threw out the gang plank by the aid of a crane, and the great boat discharging her humane cargo, struck me as being amusingly like an ant-hill disturbed. I sat upon a seat of vantage, an old freight iiox, and viewed the disembarkation with much enjoyment for 1 like nothing better than to pick sundry types from a hurrying crowd and speculate to myself as to their pursuits in life. 1 was at that particular moment debating whether an old fellow, with a distinctly foreign carriage, was an ex-German army officer or a Belgian Ambassador to the Euro-American Peace Conference, then in session, when one in the throng jolted agaimst my insecure seat, and down 1 caine, philc sophy and all, right on the toes of a little gentleman with a distinguished manner, who unlukily for him, happened to be standing near. After the starry constellation had ffcded and 1 became able to see distinctly, I arose t0 my feet and laughed in spite of my dazed condition at the ogile antics that my companion in the accident was perfotming. He danctd with considerable skill upon on leg w’hile he tenderly held his injured foot in his hands. At last he stopped and looked up angrily at me, but his look immediately changed to wonder. “Jones!” he exclaimed wondeiingly. This of course brought about a closer scrutiny from me. “Eugene Cramblit” 1 exclaimed, with equal wonder “You can’t fool me with those whiskers!” and with much handshaking and joyously “looking each other over”, we departed to some quiet place to talk over old times. m Naturaly there were no bounds to our fund of reminiscences and for a long time we talked of the old times back in Jackson High. We talked of how “oP Bruce steam-rolled the Sun Flower for a class flower” and laughed at the ridiculousnes-sof some of our school-day pranks, but finally growing tired cf this we turned to the present. “Where's Jim Ervin now?” came the natural question from Cramblit. “Well, old Uncle Sam mu§t keep you diplomats busy if you’ve never heard of Jim Ervin,” I replied. Jim has now retired from his career of Auto-racing and is now carrying on a very profitable Auto Sales Agency business.” “Where’s Earl Shadrach, still practicing law? ’ I informed him that Earl was now a nominee for the Supreme bench of Ohio, and we passed on to the next question. “Clyde Brown,” I said, is now a Professor at the 0. S. U. Margaret Evans is singing with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. Charles House is manager of the Jackson Engineering Labratories, while Bernard Hurd has at last invented a practical method of color photography. Now tell me something yourself.” “Well,” he said, “I’ve run across more of theol’ class of fifteen than you would think. A couple of years ago I saved Frank Gettles from being mobbed. He tried to make a stump speech in London on the merits of (iermany and if it had not been for me the United States would probably have lost one of her best agriculture experts. Then again I met Findley Cherrington in Paris. He was over there in the interest of the American firm with which he is connected, I see quite often Blanche Alexander and Florence Evans who have been in Europe since the close of the Great War. Now' its your turn for a while. I’ll bet 1 can guess who of our class are now' teaching.” “Fire away,“Isaid. “Grace Oiler, Katherine Lamb, Zella Channel, Gladys Smith, Alma Miller, Lillian Rowe, Jean Jones, Helen White, Elizabeth Lewis—” “Hey, hold up there!” I cried. “You don’t think the whole class turned out to be teachers do you? You guessed the first three right and mighty good ones they are too. but maybe the school board would object to having six married teachers on the pay roll, let ’em manage their families Eugene, that’s enough for them. I’ll tell you what we’ll do. Let’s call up Dick Dyer and Hebe Lloyd and get them to come over to the Club for a little reunion dinner. If I’m not mistaken John McNeer is in the city on business. We’ll get him to come too.” rag e frOU RTEEN Junior Class I list or y Dorothy tones, 16 On September the second, nineteen hundred twelve, seventy eager Freshmen assembled in the class rooms of Jackson High School. Of course at first, Freshmen life was very awkward to us. The upper classmen looked down upon us and laughed at our ways. But, we the class of ’16, with the help of the faculty, then began directing our efforts to become the most noted and loyal class that would ever graduate from Jackson High School. Miss Houser and Miss Jones were interested in our welfare. They arranged for a program at the new High School building to be given by the two divisions of the Freshmen. After the program, games were played and refreshments served. One day we were surprised to find that we had become of sufficient importance to have our pictures taken. Our class was called together and sent to the steps of the building. And later we were greatly pleased to have this picture in the Osky Wow. At the close of school we had a picnic at Buzzards’ Rocks, and parted wishing each a happy vacation. The next year when we as embled, we were no longer timid Freshmen but wise Sophomores. Our class took a great inteiest in athletics, and we are proud to say that the majority of base ball and foot ball players were from this class. Our class base ball team was hard to surpass. In the first inter-class game we defeated the class of '15 with a score of 11—7. Our Sophomore year passed quickly away and we are Juniors. We had thought for the past two years that to be Juniors was almost beyond our grasp. We now can stand and look back over almost three years of struggle, and forward to our last glorious year. This year, we immediately organized our class and elected Ivan James, President, Louise Shriver, Vice President, Ernestine Hunter, Secretary, Byrd Stout, Treasurer. In February Ivan James left school and entered Wellston High School and we elected Troy Scurlock as his successor. We were granted permission to have a class play, and were coached by Miss Warkins and Miss Johnson. The play was a very interesting comedy entitled “The End of the Rainbow.” The Junior-Senior Reception was held at the Cambrian Hotel April the thirtieth, and was a grand success. Our Junior year will be long remembered and treasured by its members. Now farewell to all, until we meet again in the Osky Wow of’16. not as Juniors but as dignified Seniors of sweet sixteen. PAGE FIFTEEN r' ► Ot SIXTEEN ■V' i— A 'r TROY SCIJRLOCK—“Scurly” Man is not made to question, but to adore. LOUISE SHRIVER Sincere and modest, admired by all. BYRD STOUT—“Tippy” Greater men than I may have lived, but I don’t believe it. HELEN MeVICKER—“Vicky” There is nothing more beautiful than cheerfulness in a young lady. t RAGE EIGHTEEN MARY JACKSON—“Jack” When joy and duty clash, let duty proto smash. WILLARD HALE—“Halie Fie a sport if you only last a minute. HELEN CROSSIN “Irish Letter late than m ver. CLYDE BOOTH —“Buch To live long, it is necessary to live slowly. RAGE NINE.Th.EN H0M EK M A KSH M A N— ‘4Pud ’ ’ The world knows nothing of its greatest men. FANNIE STEPHENSON “Stevie” I know it was no sin for me to sit ami grin. KNOX HANSEE—“•Duke” Midnight shows and revelry, tipsy dance and jollity. LOUISE AMSDEN— “Beastie’’ I have a heart with room for every joy. ARLA McGHEE—“Garlic” The smile that blest one lover’s heart, has broken many more. DAVID SHEVVARD—“Davie” Like a quiet lake, unruffled by the wind. EDNA THORNHILL— ‘Crackers’' Life is a flower of which love is the honey. HERBERT FINNEY-“Pug” Grin a grin, and while you grin, gi in another rin. i « PAGE TWENTY-ONE TH0M A S McCO Y - ‘Tom’’ Good nature is the very air of a great mind. EItNESTINK HUNTER- “Ernie” Her friends, they are many, her foes, are there any? 11A1,1)0 It It ROW N—‘ ‘ Brownie ’ ’ I love to wind my mouth up, 1 love to hear it go. 11A ZEL MORG A N - “Ted ’ She’s just the quiet kind, whose nature never varies. OMX-Al Nf 3A i 3 OVd HARRIET DAVIS Look upon her face and you’ll forget them all. HAROLD ROWE-“Dutch” I’m proud of all the Dutch in me. RUTH HUTCHISON—“Hutchie” The more we do, the more we can do. ANNA COCHRAN “Koona” Her voice was soft, gentle, and low, an excellent thing in a woman. PAGE T W ENTY-T r R EE HALDOK M OH AT—“Hattie” One cannot always be a hero. But one can always be a man. EVELYN WILUAM S—“ Evie” A little slow but sure. HERBERT EVANS—‘‘Horb” What’s the use to worry or pet in a hurry when you don’ have to. LEST A HARPER 'there is nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. PAGE TWENTY-FOUR LILLIAN CROSSLAND—-Lilly” Of manners gentle, and affection mild. KENNETH EWING--‘‘Poppy Jones” Even wit’s a burden when it talks too long. GEORGIA MCE All literary ladies are shy. GUY HUNTER-“Czar” There must Le some good in him as little comes out. PAGE TWENTY-FIVE FLOYD CLAAR—“Egg” Just call me a scholar, let that he my praise. OLA WILMORE—“Olie” Never idle a moment, but thrifty and thoughtful of others. WARREN DEVER-“Oaptain'’ “Wh re your treasure is, there will your heart be also.” RUTH SclJRLOCK There is an unspeakable pleasure in the life of a student. PAGE TWENTY-SIX DOROTHY JONES—“Dort” Though 1 am always in haste I am never in a hurry. GEORGE KENDALL—“Jap” Wherefore should I fly? I’ve done no harm. MARGARET MORGAN—“Marg” A good article is often put up in a small case. EARL FORD-“Old Universal” I never felt the kiss of love. Nor maiden's hand in mine. HAZEL BAKER A smile is wordi h hundred groans. GRACE HOOD- ‘Hoodie’’ Not to know love, is not to live. ' LINN IK LAIRD Nothing can bo gained without ambition. (Photograph not submitted) ARTHUR PIERCE—“Art” He is all fault, who hath no fault at all. (PHOTOGKAI'11 NOT SUBMITTED) HARRY HAWKS—“Kaiser” I know no such thin as genius; It is nothing but labor and diligence. History of Class of ’17 Clie.tlop Brown, Class Editor When I l« k bacs upon those memorable eight years of our life which it has taken to complete the course in the grades, there is tome timesa pang of regret mingltd with those memories resurtcUd from the past; perhaps for a slighting word we have said to a play mate or to our teacher; and perhaps for the good times we have had which never can be recall d, except in memory. Bit no matter how much we regret things that happened in those days, they ne’er shall, return to us, for long since have they passed into history. One chief characteristic of our class and, perhaps of other classes also, was “telling teacher everything.” No matter how small the crime, if crime it be, teacher would surely know as soon as it was committed. I remember an incident that happened in the Second Grad , wrhen we fir t began to write in our copybooks. The word “cat ” was to be written as many times on the page as there were lines; and one little fellow after writing ••cat,” once inquired what he should write on the next line. All thru our school life we were taught to honor and respect Mr. Kinnison. But after we became acquainted with the best superintendent ever, we did not have to be taught to love him for he made us do so whether we wished to or not. His visits were always 1 x ked forward to, for then we knew we’d have a jolly, good time. In the third, fourth, and fifth grades the girls started the fad of bringing lunches to eat at recess. During these days we played hide and seek, tag. etc., both boys and girls; for in those days it was not as it is now; if a girl glances ata boy, she’s “dead struck on him.” Then while in the seventh and eighth grades, they divided the play ground, giving half to the hoys and half to the girls. This plan did not work very well for eilher by accident or purposely, did we tread on each other's ground; and then, what happened! Well, a little more or less than a thousand words loomed up before us and that meant mid- night oil, no recess and, worst of all, no grades until th.se were written. ”lhe dreaded strap” was used in cases of emergency, ar.d when we’d see it coming our way, we’d grit our teeth and “grin and bear it.” It sometimes mysteriously disappeared but somehow it always came hack. Where it went or where it came from the teacher hardly knew. I wonder if any of her pupils knew? It was not unusual for us to hate a teacher one minute and idolize her the next; for we were as changeable as she, and I suspect we are somewhat the same w;«y in our High School affairs. While in the seventh grade a cantata, “The Flower Queen” was given by the sixth, seventh, and eighth grades. But the on great event in our grade career was Commence nent! How we dreaded that fateful night and yet with all our dread we were glad when it had coma and gone for then, We were “High School” students. We became very tired practising for commencement and sjmetimes wouldn’t go to practice. 1 well remember when some had promised th� teacher faithfully that they woild goto the rink to practice and afterward had gone back oi their word and played “hookey.” And when they were called to account for it, before the whole class, someone spoke up and said “That is a penite itiary offense, isn’t it? Doing something under false pretense!” They received worse punishment than going to the pen; they had to stay after school every night and write words for a few weeks. And thus was punishment meted out to us in our younger days. Sometimes, I think, many of us would have acted differently if it were to doover again. But the deeds are done and now when we look back upon the past, the good times loom up before us, brightening our view and blotting out some of the bad things. (High School History Continued on Page ,$) PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT Freshman Class History Nullio hiv«n.son«Cla!� Editor The present Freshmen Class began their school-life in 1906 with the teachers, Miss Jackson, Miss Swift, Miss Steele and Miss Petit. This year was spent in much playing and little work. In the second year we settled down to hard work and cut out, to a great extent all foolishness. During our fifth school-year Prof. Daniel M. Morgan was appointed Director of Music to succeed Mrs. K. W. Thomas, nee Miss Marianne Jones. About this time the apple-rolling craze set in. Upon one occasion of this kind Mr. Kinnison put his head in at the door which was nothing unusual but rather embaisssing at this particular time. The next year the most important event was a spelling-match between Miss Moore’s and Miss Davis’s clas?es. The latter were victorious. From lack of money this term was to have been shortened one month but because of the benevolence of a well-known and free hearted citizen, the late Morris Sternberger, who furnished the money for the one month of school. The term was extended for the full time. The last year of our grammar school life was one of comparative ease. There were the usual orange rolls, small-pox scares, peanut showers, spelling matches, bad boys, etc. in this year as in all others. We were required to take the Boxwell examination and all but six came through with flying colors. Our Commencement was held at the Crescent Opera House on May 29, 1914. A very pleasing and entertaining programme was rendered after which Miss Lucy B. Jones presented the diplomas. ♦ ♦♦♦ As the school bell pealed out its welcome one bright September morning we sauntered down to the Central School building as t reshies. For the first few days we were haunted day and night by the terrible upper classmen who tried their best to initiate us — as they called it. But, excepting a few weaklings who succumbed, we got through this trying period with but little discomfiture. The class was divided into two sections, the A or Latin class and the B or Arithmetic class; Miss Watkins taking charge of the Latin divisions and Miss Jones of the Arithmetic. Latin, Algebra, Arithmetic, etc. were soon introduced but the poor little Freshies weathered everything except the Algebra. But we take consolation in knowing that it has been a terror to many classes preceding us and probably will be to those who follow. In late October the Biology class went on a very pleasant field trip under the supervision of Mr. Parrot. The Botanical knowlege of many was much improved on that eventful day. Toward the end of the first semester literary societies wrere organized in both classes and these societies have done much good in that through them we have obtained some idea of parlamentary law. Now came the time to choose the Osky Wow Staff. Corliss Parry. Nellie Stevenson, and Vinton McCoy (who on account of leaving the city was succeeded by Edwin Jones) represented the Freshmen classes. In March our class was saddened by the death of our friend and school-mate, Ola Markam, who was very well-liked by all who knew her. A very enjoyable evening was spent by the Freshman class at the home of Miss Lucy B. Jones on March 5,1915. An excellent programme was given after which refreshments were served. We departed at a late hour for our respective homes. And now must end this brief history of the Freshman class whose mottowill always be “Ever Forward—Never Backwaid.” And, tho’ we do not wish to appear egotistical, can’t you honestly admit that the class of ’18, have achieved more successes and have had better teachers than any other class in the history of the school? Think it over. FRESHMAN CLASS A. 1 “•O t J- 4 £ PRIZE POEM The High School Gift CLYDE BROWN. 15 And glancing o’er life, to me 'twere a dream, The change was apparent but could not be seen; A vision of happiness yet wholly not plain Kept thrilling my soul, but was this to remain? The problems envolving “pi, x, and sixteen Seemed to me more simple than any e’er seen: The reasons and proofs in a demonstrative art Proved to me conclusive there had been a start. The Sun, Rarth. Moon and their marvelous wonders Now appeared as real as the peal of thunder: Account for earth’s features, learn how they were formed Was now a great subject, which need not be scorned. There were Socrates, Ceaser and Charlemagne. All rising in history, iheir part to claim; There were Washington, Grant, Abe Lincoln and Lee Engaging in strife “In the land of the free.” There were Shakespeare, Milton and Lord Tennyson, Whose poetical works showed the race they’d run; The poems each wrote of earth's conflict and strife Seemed to me practical in every-day life. The flowers on the plain with their fragrant parts. Spread forth their beauty not completed by art; The birds sang more sweetly and several kinds Now seemed more beautiful yet I’d not been blind. Longfellow, Lowell, Whitman and Whittier Were filling my mind with themes that were mightier; Their vivid description of nature so free Gave words then inspiring and pleasing to me. Combining these visions they seemed directed Adverse to dollars, I had been subjected; But pointing to service, now life’s chief duty. And brightening places in new realmsof beauty. Reviewing impressions, I came to the conclusion, They were neither dreams nor optic illusions; Instead of mere visions, I plainly could see Their need in my life, their relation to me. Their nature proved to me very conclusive, ’Twas my high-school work, which was so conducive To my satisfaction, pleasure and profit. And enabling me to say, — l have got it.” The things most ennobling in positive thought, Have come to me lately, in what I was taught; Endowments in learning come in as a rule, Whenever they are taught in Jackson High-School. With greatful thoughts to the dear old J. H. S., And to all concerned, I freely confess. With all due respect, I will ever hold dear The fond recollections, to me now so near. Press forward, then, student, push steadily on. Complete your course and a victory is won; Your teachers respect you in doing the right, Dispelling the darkness, receiving the light. PAGE THIRTY. THREK Eugknb Crambi.it Homkr Marsuman EUGKNB ( RAMBLIT Editor OSKY WOW STAFF s ..Editor Manager Homkr Marshman Manager Literary Editor Elizabeth Lewis Alumni Editor Ola Wjlmore Society Editor Grace Hood Athletic Editor Alfred Evans Joke Editor Corliss Parry Art Editor Herbert Finney Freshman Nellie Stevenson Sophomore Chester Brown CLASS EDITORS Junior Dorothy Jones Senior Charles House Assistant Managers Vinton McCoy Edwin Jones St and illy: Alfred Evans, Dorothy Jones, Corliss Parry, Elizabeth Lewis, Chester Brown, Nellie Stevenson, Charles House. Sittinfj: Herbert Finney, Ola Wilmore, Eugene Cramblit, Homer Marsh man, Grace Hood, Edwin Jones. • A3E THIRTY-FIVE PI.MZI-: STOKY I I IE YOUESUEU liUOTI IEI Wrillmi by Oraee. Oiler ’I A father and his little son are walking along a narrow street which goes on in a straight line ahead of them with seemingly no end. The little boy is very happy. A cool refreshing breeze blows around him. and pushes his golden curls about his face. He ever clings to his father’s hand and gazes at the great buildings on either side. These are of the purest, white and are carved inartistic designs which his eye can not follow. He gazes on above these buildings into the blue sky overhead; then down again to thejvhite pavement. His eye follows this circuit again and again and, rapt in wonder, he trods on in silence. The father beaming down upon him with tenderest love and sympathy leads him ever onward along the strange way. Presently, on looking between the buildings into the distance the little boy sees a bright red light, and a street of many colors. He pulls his father’s hand and begs to go that way, but the father in his stern kind manner, tells him that it will not lead them home. He slips from his father’s hand however and stai ts down the steps at their side. He loses his footingand falls into agreat dark place. He is wounded seriously but does not notice his wounds and hurries on toward the red light. As he comes nearer to the light it grows dimmer and when he comes into it he gropes about and finds a dark building from within which, the sound of voices comes. He enters and finds a large crowd of people dressed in glowing colors and sparkling jewels indulging in a wild festival. He looks upon his own white gown and finds it covered with mud, which he got in coming through the darkness. He enters into the merriment and enjoys him.-elf for a time. After a while the ciowd disperses. The doors of the building are closed and he is left on the street alone. He wanders about looking for someplace to go. It is very dark now. The place is strange and he knows not which way to go. He lies down on the ground to wai: until it is light. But when the light, comes, it dims his sight as he has not been accustomed to it. He wanders about that day looking for friends but no one will take him in. Many days he spends this way using the bare earth at nignt as his bed. At last one day when he is very sick and sore, he lies down under a large tree near a little brook. The last ray of hope is gone from him and he thinks he must lie here and die. He tries to dip his hand in the brook and put some of the cool water on his feverish brow but the stream is too far a- way and he cannot get to it. As he lies there with his eyes closed a cool breeze suddenly blows about him. He opens his eyes. There stands a man with a heavy burden on his back and a halo about his head. “My dear little brother,” he said, “do you not know that our father is very much displeased with you? He has sent me to bring you back to him.” He then takes of the water of the stream and washes the little boy’s sores and then binds them. He takes him by the hand and helps him to get up. It is again dark. He leads the wounded brother away. They hurry along a dark street for a long distance. Many times it seems that the weak boy will fall, but his brother supports him and leads him on in the light that shines always about them. After they have passed over a great distance they stop. The brother with the burden on his back is talking to his father but the weak broth r cannot see th? father. “Mv father, I have found my little brother and brought him bark. Will you not take him and allow him to walk with you again?’’ Then the father stoops down, gathers the little boy in his arms, and lifts him from that great depth and puts him again upon the white street. Once more, after the little boy has grown to be a man, remembering a story that had been told him of a house filled with silver and gold and precious jewels, he slips from his father’s hand and tries to find his way to this place. But his elder brother again goes and brings him back and his father leads him along the white street. The street does not seem so long now and he sees a short distance ahead a great darkness stretching out before him. He clings more tightly to his father’s hand. 'I hey are almost to the end now. and he thinks he will have a long dark space through which to go. A sudden blackness flashes over his eyes. He finds himself in a great white mansion. His father sits in the midst of all on a great white throne. Beside the father sits the elder brother. The burden is gone from the elder brother’s shoulders and his authority is equal to his father’s. Upon the head of the younger brother is placed the crown of love and purity. His father gives him a new name which no one knows. A harp is placed in his hands and he joins with the others in singing praises to his father forever and ever. PAGE THIRTY.SIX ALUMNI Prof. M. A. Henson, ’83, is now Superintendent of the Rural Schools of Jackson County. Mr. Carl Summers, 06, married Miss Osa Ridgeway a short time ago. They are now living at Washington C. H. where Mr. Summers is proprietor of a music store. Mr. Owen Roderick, 07, is a sucessful attorney at Akron, Ohio. Miss Faye Ervin, '08, was married in February to MauriceE. Walker of Washington D. C. Miss Grace Hippel, ’04. is now teaching in Wellston High School. Mr. Daniel ('oil, '10. is engag d in selling automobihs and repairs in this city. Mr. Rert Stephenson, ’06, is located at Pittsburg, Pa., as the Pittsburg manager of the M. A. Hanna Coal and Iron Co Mr. Arthur Friedman, ’08. is located at Cleve and, Ohio as the proprietor of a five and ten cent store. Mr. Mostyn Jones, ’08, has chargeof the public school music at Des Moines, Iowa. Mr. Earl S. Stephenson, ’07, is an instructor of voca’. music at Columbus, Ohio. Mr. Frank Crumit, ’08. was married in April to Miss Ethel Clayton of New York. Miss F.va Kendall, ’JO. is teaching school at Lane-ester, Ohio. Mr. William Morgan. ’05, is one of the leading photographers of Pittsburg, Pa. Miss Cec'le Evans, ’08, was married in March to Lieutenant Cuyler L. Chrkeof Fort Oglethorpe, Dodge. Ga. Miss Gertrude Sternberger, ’09, is in Chicago taking vocal training from Prof. O. H. Owens. PAG E Mr. Charles Kitinison, '07, is located at Pittsburg, Pa. where he is employer! by the U. S. Government as a ceramic chemist for “The Bureau of Standards.’’ Miss Anna Ashley, ’14, was married in April to Mr. Oscar Nail. Mr. Paul Shaffer, ’ll, is employed as a pharmacist at Greenfield. Ohio. Mr. 11 alder Gahm ’05. is now practicing medicine in this city. Miss Ir ma Lackey, '09. is located at Hampton, Va. Mis. W. E. William-, ’85, is now located at Columbus, Ohio. Mrs C. H. Creed nee Marcella Harding, ’08, is now living in Gallipo’is wher? her husband Dr. Creed is serving as a member of the medical taff at the O. H. E. M r 1 homas Moore, ’80 has moved to Dayton recently. Mr. Rufus Peters. '93, is located at Tul a, Ok la. Mr. Ed win Osborne, ’14. is at Cantcn. Ohio attending Philip’s Bible School. Mr. T. A. Jones, ’76, has recently moved to Columbus. Ohio and is now serving as Judge in the Supreme Court of Ohio. Mr. George M. Jones, ’79, is located at Toledo, Ohio. Mr. Donald Tressler, ’09, is assistant instructor and is also pursuing post graduate work in Cornell University. M;s Ethel Fubanks and Miss Chloe Woodruff of last years class are now teaching school in this county. Mr. Paul Davis, '07, is Instructor of Chemistry and also taking a course in medicine at Starling-Ohio Medical College. Miss Anna Maude Joues, ’ll, is now teaching Domestic Science in this city having completed a course in Ohio University from which she will receive a diploma in June. ■ H I R rv SEVEN ALUMNI WHO ARE AT PRESENT ATTENDING COLLEGE O CO C Joseph Stevens, 14 James Edgar Kinnison. ’ll Paul Horton, ’13 Reed Powell, '09 Vinton McVicker, ’12 Edwin Williams, ’ll Leon Evans, ’12 Louis Pickrel, ’ll Eben Jones, ’12 James McKitterick, '10 John Edward Foster, ’ll Rodney Allen, ’14 0. U. Lucile Aten, ’14 Fletcher Benton, ’12 Helen Coles, ’14 Heber Gahrr, ’09 Annetta Thomas, , ’13 STARLING. OHIO DENTAL COLLEGE Everett Alexander, ’13 KNOX COLLEGE Gladys Ervin, ’13 OHIO DENTAL COLLEGE John Roderick, ’ll UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN Chester McDonald, '13 UNIVERSITY OF PITTSBURG Earl Peters, ’12 VIRGINIA POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE Everett Barton, ’ll £rttm frnrn Ihr Alumni Jackson, Ohio, April 3. 1915. To the Members, Graduates, and Friends of the Jackson High School: Another school year has come and almost gone. How the years come and go! It seems only a short time ago when the writer was a Freshman, struggling with his Latin and Algebra, yet the records show that more than a quarter of a century has elapsed since he was enrolled as a student in the High School. If the Freshman and Sophomore could project himself into the future as easily as the middle aged man or woman can recall the experiences of youth, I am certain few boys and girls would drop out of High School. We are doing better, though, in these later years. A higher proportion of the pupils who enter High School are remaining to graduate. How can we increase the number and the quality? Can the student body do anything to deepen a just pride in the good name and the progress of the School? If at the beginning of school next fall, the present Freshman, Sophomore, and Junior classes could plana reception for the incoming Freshman class and extend a glad hand and a cordial welcome to the newcomers, they would feel more at home and would want to remain and belong to such a body. A few real socials held in the school building would add to the spirit and enthusiasm. There has always been a friendly feeling between the different classes of our High School. W'e have had none of thai foolish strife and rivaliy that have characterized some High Schools. With a little organized effort we can make better use of the kindly feeling that already exists than we have in the past. Would not the plan be worth trying? Then our Alumni Association can do much to help in the good work. We now have more than six hundred names on our roll. More than half � f these live in Jackson or its vicinity. Would it not be possible for us to designate some day within the school year as High School Day? As many as could might visit the school during the day, then in the evening come together and have a good social time and live over the HAGE THIRTY.EIGHT experiences so dear to all of us. Would it not be possible for us to have a real Reunion at the close of school this year? Say that two hundred or more, if possible, of our resident graduates would meet, not so much to eat but to have a good social hour, to welcome our new members, and to wish each other well for the future. I am certain we should enjoy the evening and I am also certain that our meeting together would have a very wholesome influence on our schools and general welfare of the town. .M A. Henson, ’83. Dayton, Ohio, March 24, 1915. Editor, J. H. S. Annual, Jackson, Ohio. Dear Sir: One cannot help but investigate and appreciate the constant growth and development of our old High School. We say “old” because it has been several years since we attended there and because it is in our recollection of the many years that that institution has been turning out its product. What a wonderful thing, when you stop to think about it is such an institution and what a great influence it has in the moulding of lives. Its growth is but typical of the evolution that marks all things that are for the good. I remember a few things in my high school life above others. I well remember how the High School football team of which I was manager, and on which I played left tackle, beat the Chillicothe High School out in the old Simon-David field. I believe this was the only time we ever put it over Chillicothe. I remember how Prof. Boyd, red headed and near-sighted, told the Chillicothe officials with all possible dignity that a bunch of “ringers” that we had playing out on the field were all perfectly good high school students in fine standing. The honorable Prof, could not see over 15 ft. and out in the middle of the field all foot ball players looked alike to him. A few months after that we took Jim Evans, “Dewey Mosby”, Herb Kimbrough and a few page TH other choice spirits and traveled to Chillicothe, where we were trimmed to the tune of about forty to nothing. Yours truly was the discovery of the famous Bill James of Glenroy, now with the American League. The High School Team went to Wellston one day to play a bunch of scrubs and there we found Bill and he certainly could shoot them over the plate. Some one fellow on our side got a hit but outside of that we all rested safely on the bench. Right away we signed Bid to ono of our indestructible contracts and trotted him around over the country as “some” wonder. These are only a few of the very pleasant memories that come when 1 think over the old High School days. What I like to think about even more is the good work of Miss Lucy B. Jones, Prof. Kinnison and others, who labored long and hard to instil a little common sense and learning into our craniums. To them belongs a great deal of praise and thanks and they surely must feel a great surge of satisfaction as they think over their past lives, remembering the many, almost constant acts of kindness and charity they exercised towards those who came under their care and tutorage. There are two men, both holding positions as instructors, who to me have been the two greatest men in America. One of these was Guy Potter Menton, President of Miami University where I studied, and the other James E. Kinnison, the superintendent of our High School. The won derful influence of these men, their faithfulness to their work and their very love of it mark them a characters too seldom seen, but once known, never forgotten. Surely, surely there must be a flood of pleasant memories. The fidelity of their students is ample proof of their work. The publishing of such work as this every year in the High School, while not often a financial success is quite an advantage to the school in many ways and should be fostered. The previous publications have been mighty fine. Such a book means that the school is progressing but with all of its progress it is surely standing fast by the old traditions and memories. Jackson High School is not a mere building, not a thing but it’s an institution with a character that means its life and work cannot and will not be duplicated or replaced. Very truly yours, William G. Pickrel, '06. RTV-N I N E Priscilla’s Thanksgiving SECOND BE.vr MENTION My Doris Shumate, ’ 17 In one of the rooms of a rough little log cabin, Priscilla and her mother were cooking supper. They moved swiftly to and fro while a pleasing clatter of plates and mugs and an odor of corn-bread pervaded the kitchen. There were smi'es on their faces and happy words on their lips, for it was only three short days until Thanksgiving. “Priscilla, dear,” said her mother, “you n ust run over to neighbor Bradford's to-morrow, and bring back the cake recipe Rose promised me.” “After the chores are done to-morrow morning”, promised Priscilla cheerful y. happy at the thought of seeing Rose. “You might stay for dinner if you are asked. But call your father to supper now.” The simple meal was soon over, the evening work finished, and all gathered around the bright roaring fire. It was not very long until Priscilla’s younger brother and sister began to yawn and nod sleepily. Then family prayers were offered and all went to bed and were soon asleep. The next morning, breakfast being over, Priscilla put on her scarlet hood and cloak, for it was rather cool, ai d started after the cake recipe. It was a lovely sunshiny morning. Priscilla felt as though she could live outdoors forever. A jay called lustily from the top of a tall tree while a saucy little red squirrel chattered at him impatiently. Yonder a rabbit rustled the dry leaves and on a limb of an old oak a pert little chickadee was hunting bugs. Animal life abounded around her. On she went until she came to a moss covered rock by the foot of a beech where she sat down to rest. She was so intent watching a squirrel hide his winter store of nuts under a small stone that she did not hear cautious footsteps behind her. Two stalwart Indians dressed in buckskin shirts and leggings, which blended perfectly w� h the dead leaves, came swiftly toward her. Now they are behind the aged beech, and Priscilla is still innocent of their approach. “Come,” said one of them gruffly. p AO E Priscilla jumped as though she had been shot. Frightened, so that she hardly knew what to do, she cowered close to the tree. At this the Indians, who evidently could not speak much English, took hold of her arms and forced her to rise. Then indeed she came to her senses. With one shrill cry she started to run down the trail. But one of the Indians caught her by the shoulder and placed his hand roughly over her mouth. “You come me now—that no good,” he said. Priscilla’s reply was another smothered call. At this the Indian showed a trace of anger and raised his tomahawk, shaking his head the while, to intimate what another scream would do for her. Then, pointing into the woods and taking Priscilla between them, the Indians returned the wray they had come. A ten minutes’ walk brought them to a war-party of about a dozen young warriors, returning victorious, as the many scalps plainly showed. They gathered about Priscilla, talking excitedly in theirowm language. She was not bound, but was kept near the center of the group and closely watched. They moved on for three or four hours until they came to a small shallow' stream. Down this they walked in the water for a few miles to hide their tracks. Then they left the wuiter and, never stopping to eat at noon, reached their camp about sundown. A great commotion prevailed when it wras learned that the returning war-party brought a prisoner with them. Indian squaws, barking dogs little, half-naked children, and husky braves clustered around them in a body. The red cape and hood which Priscilla wore attracted the attention of a tall muscular, Indain chief. Instantly he walked up to her and roughly pulled the garments from her head and shoulders. But soon the excitement abated somewhat, and Priscilla was taken to the tepee of one of the chiefs. The young Indian ?quaw cooking over the fire in the center of the lodge wore Priscilla’s bright colored cape, while the hood was placed on top of the papoose’s cradle she had on her back. FORTY The Indian who had brought her there, motioned for her to sit on a bear skin rug at the side of the tepee. She dropped down exhausted. Before long the Indian who had taken her wrap came in. He said something to the woman and passed out again. Then the woman whose name was Wah-ta-wah, placed before Priscilla some hominy and broiled venison with a gourd full of water. Priscilla ate hungrily while Wah-ta-wah sat near the door of the lodge crooning softly to her papoose. Over in the council house the chief men of the town were gathered. Wreaths of smoke from the many pipes, smelling sweetly of tobacco and the herb which the Indians mix with it, circled slowly around the lodge and passed out of the ventilating hole at the top. Rivenoak, Wah-ta-wah’s husband, slowly knocked the ashes from his pipe, rose, and spoke. Using the highly picturesque words of the Indian language, he welcomed the war-party home. He told them that their friendsknew when they started that they would be successful and asked them to relate how they had taken their scalps, and how many of them they had. After a suitable period of time had elapsed one of the war party arose and told how they had craw led close to a little frontier town of four or five families; how, after lying concealed for a time, they had fired a volley of shots into ihe unsuspecting little village and broken from their covers shouting their war-whoops. Many of the settlers were killed before they could reach their cabins. Others were shutdown on their very door-steps. Hastily scalping the slain, they had retreated, and, thinking their victory complete enough, had started for home. Then he related iiow they had captured Priscilla and brought her with them. One after another rose and spoke adding something here and there to what had been said, unt.l those who had remained at home knew nearly as much as those who had done the deeds. Then Rivenoak again arose and told about the things that had happened at home. A hunting party had returned successful and the crops had been harvested. He told how a party of five had gone to explore the enemies’ country. Four of them had returned two hours ago. The fifth. Rivenoak’s own son. Bounding Boy, had remained behind one day, for what purpose no one knew. He had not returned yet. If he did not come soon, would it not be best to send out a searching party that he might be here for the annual feast of the Great Spirit five days ahead? What the Indians thought of this plan could not be known, for their faces never changed their expression, and they went on smoking their long, richly carved pipes. Outside it was dark. Fires were burning here and there and a wind from the north carried their smoke away over the village to the southward. A stalwart young brave came swinging out of the forest and made his way to Wah-ta-wah’s lodge. He had been on a long journey it seemed, for he was tired. He drew back the tent flap and walked in. Wah-ta-wah glanced up and then, “Bounding Boy,” broke softly from her lips. Soon he was warming by the fire and eating a juicy piece of venison. After he had satisfied his hunger he asked how E’riscilla had come there. Wah-ta-wah told him as best she could and what she did not know he guessed. He sat thinking for a while, arose and then walked out of the door and towards the council lodge. He entered the place and took a seat in the background. The Indians suspended their pipes from their lips and stared at him in astonishment. Was this not he after whom they had just planned to send a searching party? But they soon recovered themselves and, with Indian stoicism smoked oa in silence. Bounding Boy saw that they were wailing for him to speak first. In a few minutes he stood up and walked to the center of the lodge. He told them how he had seen a broken twig on a ha .el bush. He had walked over to it and had seen the trail of the man who had broken it and had followed the trail. He had been led into an Indian ambush, captured, and taken into the enemies’ camp. That night he thought of the feast soon to take place and longed to be free. He had watched hi chance, killed his guard and escaped. He knew this girl must feel as he did for he had heard that the white man’s feast day would come in a few days. He asked them to take her home in time for this day. To this there was much opposition but Rivenoak was so thankful to get his son back, that he, too, asked for Priscilla’s release. After a long, hot discussion it was decided that Bounding Boy and Rivenoak and one of the Indians who helped to capture her might, in the morning take her back to the rock where she had been captured. Back in Rivenoak’s lodge, lying on the bear skin rug, Priscilla was thinking about home. Would they think she had disobeyed her mother and stayed at Rose’s house? Would they go and hunt for her? Could they follow tne trail in the water? Might she not escape and go back to them? Could she find the way home? If she got away would the Indians find her agar These and a hundred other things were whirlingin her brain. At last she could stand it no longer and dropped into a troubled sleep. When she awoke it was morning. The sunlight was streaming into MAGfc: FJRTV.ONE the open door of the lodge. At first she did not realize where she was hut she was not long in doubt. Soon Wah-ta-wah came in and offered her food and drink. Priscilla ate thankfully, for she was hungry. When she had finished. Bounding Boy appeared at the tent door, and motioned for her to come out. Her hood and cloak were restored to her. Priscilla wondered what they were going to do with her next. When they started along the path by which they had brought her to the camp the evening before a wild hope rose in her heart but it soon died for she supposed they were taking her to another Indian village in place of home. But when they re iched the stream which they had crossed in coming she said to Rivenoak, ‘’Where are we going?” Now Rivenoak could understand English fairly well but could not talk it, so he answered simply one word, “Home.” At this Priscilla nearly cried with joy. Home had never meant so much to her before. Priscilla was very tired from walking so much, and they stopped a long time to rest at noon, so they did not reach the rock until very late in the afternoon. Once there her joy knew no bounds. She told the Indians goodbye, which it is doubtful they understood, and staited down the well known trail. A two hours brisk walk brought her within sight of her own cabin. She rushed up to the door, flung it open, and rushtd in. The children were eating supper, while her father and mother and some of the neighbors sat around the fire discussing plans to continue a search for her the next day. But they all jumped up when she entered. She went from one to another, too delighted to say much for awhile, and then she sat down on a chair too tired to move. Then they all tried to talk at once and it was some time before Priscilla gathered what they were trying to say. They had followed the path and seen by the tracks where she had been captured, had followed the trail to the creek, but could not find it again. The next day was the happiest Thanksgiving in years in the Brewster household. Thanks was ofFered at the morning service at the meeting house. Priscilla's big brother, Ben, came home for dinner, and such a dinner. Out of regards to your feelings 1 will not say what composed it for if I did you would not care anything more about this story; you would be too hungry. But Priscilla did not go without her cake, for when Mrs. Bradford heard she had returned, she stayed up that night and baked one and sent it over for Priscilla the next morning. And it held the place of honor on the table by the side of the huge wild turkey. I NK SCHOOLBOY’S WOKTh Written by Chester Brown, ’17. Oh. shooolboy, tarry not in your steps, On thy course rests the fate of the nation. Each worthy man has borne some depth Of thy trials and tribulations. On your broad wing which you do spread, Shall rest the burdens of others, You are the ones who shall peer ahead. And keep the nation together. If you should stop, the nation would sometime fall; The people would cease to be ruled; For the weaker arms can not move the ball. But only the ones that are schooled. It depends upon your effort how the battle shall be fought In the period of your manhood ages, And now is the time to concentrate your thought, And prepare to be masters and sages. It can be done by effort and thought. Determination, self sacrifice, and will, By treading along when many have sought A place in slumberland to dwell. We can not afford to idle time, Nor build air castles without foundation. For on many of us shall some day rest, The guidance of the nation. RAGE FORTY-TWO t7i. avnos nva iooj f 0 ATHLETICS ALFU ED A. EVANS, ’17 FOOT The past season in football has been a disappointing one, both financially and otherwise. The citizens have taken less interest than in former years. They do not seem to realize that we take more interest in our school work than anything else, and we also take interest in Athletics, which are undoubtedly a part of our school work. We think they should be interested in all we are interested in, including our Athletics. We need their co-operation for it gives us encouragement, which is very necessary to inspire us to do well in our Athletics, as well as in our school work. Our football season opened gloomily because then was scarcely anything but ‘’green” material from which to choose. There was one hope, in that we had Mr. KauiTman, as a legular coach. On account of illness he was not present at a few of our first games. We attribute the loss of the Pot tsmouth game to the lack of coaching and the ineligibility of some of our regulars. Although J. H. S. put up a scrappy game, they weie held scoreless by the strong Portsmouth team, before whose Captain our weak line fairly crumbled. THE WELLSTON GAME The following week, realizing that they had been beaten at Portsmouth, though our coach was not with us, J. H. S. started practise in earnest, but, Wellston evidently practised harder, and as a result, we were beaten again. Our defeat was taken in good spirits and we resolved to enter the remaining gamts with greater vim. The Monday following, the squad reported loyally and worked faithfully with the result that we did not lose our next game. GALLIPOLIS GAME Gallipolis came hue expecting to win. The J. H. S. rooters never turned out more loyally, the team never played n ore seriously, and never worked harder than they did on that sunny Saturday. BALL Gallipolis were “taken off their feet” by our accurate passing, the ends grabbing the pigskin wherever it might be, “tearing off” long gains. The backfield worked nicely, putting up a good bucking game. We held Gallipolis scoreless, which was quite a feat, considering the mighty foot of Captain Ruske of our opponents. (Some kicker.) It was considered as a victory, though neither side scored. THE CHILLICOTHE GAME When we journeyed to Chillicothe we were in the best of condition and could have easily beaten teams we had played, but we were up against something new. Chillicothe kicked to us and we pushed the pigskin to their 12-yd. line, there to be held for downs. Thus, the game proceeded, Chillicothe playing hard and “holding in the pinches ” until they sent their fullback across the line. Then, as usual we “went up in the air” during the remainder of first half. The team, however, came back strong in the second half playing ‘ C. H. S.” even. Ford deserves special mention for his work. Jones, also deserves special mention for his spectacular lun which resulted in a touch-down, the only score we made in this game His team-mites also deserve credit for the way they helped him “pick his way through 'em.” that was the first Chillicothe had been scored against, except by Columbus W. H. though wre were beaten by a score of 26—6, we felt we had not done badly. THE WELLSTON GAME A week later we played Wellston on our own grounds. Wellston surely met a surprise, in that they were fairly “taken off their feet,” for the first half. But, steady, hard and faithful practise finally showed its results, when Wellston ran up 20 poinrs. The rooters did their part fa.thfully a.id well. The playing of the team was excellent, but it could not overcome PAGE FORtv-FIVK Wells ton, who had advantage in both weight and speed. THE GALLIPOLISGAME On this beautiful Thank-giving Day. we motored to Gallipolis enthused with too much confidence, that we would win against this team which had never beaten us. Captain Ruske. who had proven to us, on our own grounds, that “a mighty man was he,” started the trouble with a touchdown, and after making two or three more while the making was good, ended the trouble with a 47yd. goal from placement. Shaw of Gallipolis was “right there,” generally sticking those shoulders of his right where Jackson did not want them. We were handicapped in having Turner out with a sore finger. He played with this sore finger the first half very pluckily, but was unable to catch passes. Evans wss used in his place and proved himself worthy, nabbing several long passes. By means of a long pass we advanced within striking distance, and by nice bucking by Hale and James we “put’er across. ” Captain Kendall was hit in the solar plexus and was unable to finish the game and was carried off the field. This game ended the 1914 season. We have been beaten but we are not discouraged. We shall now proceed to forget it and look forward to a successful baseball season and also a successful football season, we hope in 1915. Wl I AT COACH KAUFFMAN HUNKS Finley Cherrington. ‘15, at Right Tackle played in every game and while never playing brilliantly, played ■� . steady game. Harold Dyer, 15, at Left Tackle played the best he knew how at all times and made a creditable showing. Harold Jones, ’15, at Quarter, fought through every game with the never-give-up spirit that win games when the whole team possesses n like spirit. Clyde Booth, ’16, played hard and should do better next season. He is a good line man. Warren Dever, ’16, played a good game at Center when he received rough treatment from his opponent but a little too much inclined to take life easy in a football game. Earl Ford, ’16, always in the game and plainly showed that nerve is a splendid asset to a football player. Willard Hale, ‘16, a splended Half Back and a hard player. George Kendall, ’16. a gritty fellow and a good steady player. Haldor Mohat. ’16. though of little experience, played well. Herbert Evans, ’16, a type of a player that does the best he can always. Alfred Evans. '17, with a little more grit and experience he can developed into a good end. Fred Turner, ’18. A good End and should make an exceptionally good one if he tries to keep in condition. Ivan James, ’16. A valuable man in the team. Plays the game at all times and plays to win. The loss of the Seniors and Ivan James will be keenly felt next year but we hope the younger classmen will try hard to fill their places. HAGE KORTV-SIX BASEBALL AT WELLSTON After beating all the “scrub” teams about Jackson, Jackson High School went to Wellston, heating their fern idahle entmits by a score of 9—4. 1 bis was a good game and Dyer, our pitcher, whiffed fourteen men. He was in the heat condition and Welbton was unable to connect with his speedy delivery. S cur lock, our captain caught eleven men trying for thefts. His peg” was superb. 'I he whole team showed a tendency to hit when the time came, and. as is always the case, someone leads the team in batting. This was done by our “nifty” first baseman, Homer Marshman, who is manager of the team. This game caused a slogan to be passed around the “Champs of Southern Ohio.” We are determined to make this ccir.e tiue as we have the best team in years. AT CHILLICOTHE J. H. S. motored to Chillicothe with the best t am we could muster, and as a result we gave ( hillkothe an unpleasai t turpi it e. This game was a pitchers’ battle, between Kramer of Chillicothe and our mighty Dyer. Chillicothe scored one lun in the first it nil p, but that was the last till we tied the score in the eighth inning on singles I NK WA I Kli CAl l IEl ’S Sour lock, who is captain of the team is a rattling good man. possessing all the qualities that make a good catcher: a good arm. brains, a 11 nerve. S urly” will be with us next year. Dver, our pitcher, has made a remarkably good record so far. “Rube is not only a “poach’ ol a pitcher hut a corking good batter. We lose Dyer. Rowe is a dandy shortstop and has been putting up a fine game in the field as well as at the hat and on bases. Rowe will be found on the team next year. Marshman is our “lanky,” steady, and “nervy” first baser, who grabs every thing insight. He hods the team at hat, and can pitch when h settles down to it. L ok for Marshm tn in the box next year. Kvms “Red” is a good, steady second baseman, who can hit wh� n you need a hit. Can anything belt r be said of a ball pi; yer? H Jones-—Jones is a cracker jack of a third baseman: steady by Mai.:hman and Evans. Harold Jones, our third baseman, accepted all the chances he had, about eight in number, ard retired the runners easily. Ht also sacrificed nicely. We had hard luck in the ninth, when they scored the winning run. It was well for Chillicothe that ti e game ended there, because our own “getting trio’ w is due at bat. This was the fastest high school game seen on their field for years, we were told. WELLSTON HERE As a result of hard and steady hatting practise, we swamped Wellston High School. Saturday following the Chillicothe game. The score was 18—3. Dyer had them at his mercy whenever he chose. Scurlock’s peg again was su| erb. Marshman again starred, and Rowe our little shorrstop made some very beautiful catches. He also hit as if he meant it. “Everybody hit” is our password. We are still determined on winning the championship of Southern Ohio. On the account of the “Osky Wow going to press, we will not ho able to give an account of the remaining games. But you may rest assured the season will he a success. OPINION OF HIE PLAYKBS reliable, a 1 has a good arm, with the ability to hit. Jones leaves us this year. Hale is a fast out fielder and a In avy hiti« r. his favorite is a three-bagger. II: le also leaves us this .tear. Rai ton—A fii e fi lc.ei , as steady as a clock. He has been weak at hat but is row gtttirg is eye on the hall. So look out for Barton. Camp of the Li -hth Crude is acting as utility n an for the t am. Ro «th has been Hampered by injuries ai d has i ot been at his best hut has put up a “corking’’good game in the field despite this. E. Jones the o lly Fr shi on the team, is a fast ou:ne!der but wea ; at hat. Jones has three more years, and we expect great thing from h m. Mohat is a superb fiel ler hut a weak batt r. He is hampered by wouk„ eves but put up a good g; ine at Wellston. The players want to thank I)r. Cahm for asMj-t rg in Dc cn •’: j-'g f'f tho fenm. KQRTY.SEVEN (Sophomore History Continued from Page 28) Once upon a bright September Thirty-nine I do remember, Each one then his course did know. Started through High School to go. The two Misses Jones and Houser Each was teacher and a rouser, Both remembered now as gone. Like the Ancient Rural Faun. Well the lessons learned first week And the conduct hard to beat; As the case with all new comers, Work in winters rest in summers. All were pleased when in came Newell And his thoughts were like new fuel; Then there entered faithful Parrot; In Miss Jones’s work we didn’t all merit Many were kept in and frowned; By the class hard work was found And the Freshman then—alas Had hard work his grades to pass. At Christmas when the teachers asked. The pupils started to their task; And by good thoughts and works of past Gave bold a program to the class. Proud to say when the year rolled ’round Just two were treading the same old ground; Just only two were then left bark To tread upon the self-same track. And one of them for misconduct; And one because of his bad luck Was forced to wait until next year Leave his class and fall in the rear. When last year then had rolled away Thirteen pupils had gone to stay. Two new ones then were found quite soon Returning back from Junior room. We’re struggling on. we’re working still, To reach that goal when joy shall fill Our hearts with love and humble pride. Since we have struggled side by side. And when our School-day race is run And real life has then begun, May it be said of every one, By faithful work our task was done. PAGE FORTY-EIGHT GRACE HOOD, Mins Edna Thornhill, ’16, entertained a few of her friends with a slumber party, September 26th, 1914. Mr. Ira Sternberger, '18, very pleasantly entertained a number of his friends at his home, October 27, 1914. Refreshments were served and a very pleasant evening spent by all. Miss Beulah Yeager, ’17, entertained at her home, November 27, 1914. A Pedro Club, consisting of twelve High School girls, meets at the homes of the various members every 'two weeks. The members are Edna Thornhill, Ernestine Hunter, Dorothy Jones, Blanche Alexander, Helen Crossin, Helen MeVicker, Louise Shriver, Florence Evans, Aria McGhee, Fanny Stephenson, Corinne Evans, and Grace Hood. Miss Jean Jones, ’15, entertained at her home. Refreshments were served and a most delightful evening spent. Those present were Misses Margaret Evans, Mary Jackson, Louise Amsden, and Messrs. Hiro’.d Jones, Dick Allen, Lewis Bragg, and Knox Hansee. Miss Alma Rice, ’18, most pleasantly entertained a number of her friends at her home on Wood Ave. Mbs Grace Evans, of Columbus, Ohio, a formi r J. H. S. Student, was the guest of friends here during holidays. On February 5, 1915, the Athletic As.-oci tion gave a Social i.nd Dance at the O. A. H. Hall. Several contests uere had which aflorde.t much amusement. Refreshments were served and later iheie was danc ng. as usual. A nice little sum was cleared for the boys. The PAGE FO Society Editor committee were: Margaret Evans, Mary Jackson, Jean Jones, Helen Crossin, and Louise Amsden. Misses Dorothy Harry, Dorothy Leach, and Elizabeth Kitchen, of Wellston, were v. eek end guests of Jackson friends. Miss Hazel Nye, ’17, entertair.ed a number of her friends at her h m ?, M irc’i 17, 1915 with a St Patrick's Day Party. On March 5, 1915, Miss Lucy B. Jones, our assist nt principal, was most pleasantly surprised when the students of Freshman A, accompanied by Miss Watkins, gathered at her home on South St. to spend the evening. A programme, which had been planned beforehand, was given. Refreshments were served and a very pleasant evening was spent by all. Miss Mary Jackson, ’16, entertainedwith a five course dinner oi h. r birthday, March 1, 1915. On December 18, 1914, Miss Edna Thornhill, ’16, entertained at her home in Coalton. A hay wagon was used as means of transportation, a four course dinner was served and I;, ter pedro was played. After which the guests departed, all voting Miss Thornhill a delightful hostess. Those present were Misses Louise Shriver, Fanny Stephenson, Helen Crossin, Helen MeVicker, F.rnestine Hunter, Jane Allen, Corinne Evans, Blanche Alexander, Florence Evans, Dorothy Jones, ard Grace Hood, and Messrs. Troy Scurlock, Roger Thomas, Clyde BoHh. Earl ShaJi ach, Blaine Matthews, Kncx Hansee, Herbert Finney, Willard Hale. Bob Jam s, Warren Dev r, James Ervin,and Gerald Finney. tv- f j i n e 1 Mias Dorothy Hurd,’17, entertained at her home on West St., October 30, 1914, with a Hallowe’en party, 'lhose present were: Misses Mabel Eubanks, Hazel Nye, Minnie Mapes, Harriet Davis, Margaret Hackett, Lava McGhee, Corinne Evans, Doris Shumaie, Maiy Floience Osborne, Vera Shadrach. Edith Kendall, and Messrs. Ivor Wi eman, Kenneth Ewing, Heibtrt Finney, James Ervin, David Sheward, Heber McClung, Orus Matthews, and Bernard Hurd. Miss Louise Amsden, ’16, entertained at her home on Broad St,, December 26, 1914. Those piesent were: Misses Margaret Evans, Jean Jones, and Grace Evans and Messrs. Lewis Bragg, Joe Stephens, Harold Jones, and Ralph Shuter. Miss Helen McVicker, ’16, entertained a few of her friends with a slumber party December 31, 1914. Mr. Alfred Evans, ’17, was the guest of relatives at Waverly during Holidays. Miss Ernestine Hunter, ’16, entertained with a dinner December 13, 1914. The Junior Senior Reception was held this year, on April 30th, at the Cambrian Hotel. There was a good attendance and the reception was, in every way, a great success. A Surprise party was given Miss Lava McGhee, ’18, by a number of her friends on her birth, ay, Jan. 9, 1915. Refreshments were served and a very pleasant evening spent by all. The Junior class gave a social at A. O. H. Hall, Dec. 11. 1914. Refreshments were served and later, there was dancing. Miss Dorothy Jones ’16, entertained the following persons with a slumber party: Ernestine Hunter. Edna Thornhill, Aria McGhee, F'annie Stephenson, Louise Shriver, and Grace Hood. Miss Helen Crossin, ’15, had as her guest during holidays, Miss F'rances Castello, of Springfield, Ohio. Miss Blanche Alexander, ’15, spent a few days during March, the guest of her cousin. Miss Mabel McLaughlin, of Waverly. PAG E I Mr. Heber McClung, ’17, and MissNellie McClung,T8, entertained a number of their friends at their home on Portsmouth St. January 2, 1915. Refreshments were served and a very pleasant evening spent. On January 30, 1915, Miss Margaret Evans, ’15, entertained a few of her friends with a dinner at her home in Coalton. A very pleasant time was spent and it was agreed that Miss Evans was a delightful hostess. A Sewing Circle consisting of four High School girls meets at the homes of the various members at tet times. The members are Mary Jackson, Jean Jones, Margaiet Evans, and Louise Amsden. February 26, 1915, the “Pastime Theatre” was in charge of the Students of J. H. S., and was run by them, for the evening. A profit was made for the Athletic Association. Miss Helen Crossin entertained the following persons at a slumber party, February 28, 1915: Misses Fanny Stephenson, Louise Shriver,and Edna Thornhill. Miss Dorothy Harry, of Wellston, was the week-end guest of Blanche Alexander, '15. Mr. Alfred Evans, ’17, had as his guest during the latter part of November, Mr. George Nye, of Waverly. Miss Lava McGhee, '18, entertained a few of her friends with a chafing-dish party March 21, 1915. The “Club” entertained with a watch party on New Year's Eve at the home of Miss Helen McVicker, '16, on Portsmouth St. Miss Helen Esker, of Chillicothe, was the guest of Miss Grace Hood, '16, during the first two weeks in January. On October 16, 1914, Miss Helen Crossin, ’16, was pleasantly surprised when a number of her friends gathered at her home to celebrate her birthday. Refreshments were served and a pleasant evening spent by all. Miss Grace Hood, ’16, spent Easter, in Columbus, the guest of relatives. I FT Y EDITORIALS THE OSKY WOW The “OSKY WOW,” or J. H. S. Annual was founded in the year 1912. This year, 1915, marks its fourth issue. Also an epoch in its history. Heretofore the Staff has not been appointed until in April, while this year work was begun in February. This, we think, is about the best time, as it takes a little time to decide whom to select as members of the staff. We have done our best to make this year’s Annual worthy of a place among the former issues. We hope that it will please its readers, not only when it is first published, but trust that in after years the J. H. S. students of 1915 may look uj� on this Annual as a priceless gem—a treasure which will bring pleasant memories of their High School days THE FALL FESTIVAL We wish to recognize the Farmers’ and Merchants’ Fall Festival, not only as a new attraction but also as an agent of education and enlightenment for the people of the county. The display of farm products and the school exhibits are very desirable and can be made very profitable, if interest be taken in them. .Many people had the opportunity of seeing an aeroplane flight for Ihe first time. A description of this event will be found in another editorial. We also had the rare opportunity of seeing the first locomotive of the B. 0. Railroad. The above with several amusements added to the pleasure of the occasion. The many games of chance as well as the several gambling stands were features which not only would be better omitted but should be prohibited. Their places could well be taken by features which would be educative as well as elevating. OUR NEW HIGH SCHOOL BUILDING Must this be one of the Editorials of the Annual every year? Will this building always be “new?” Where is the school spirit which animated our forefathers and caused them to build colleges, universaties, etc.? Indeed there are a few citizens of our city who have expressed the willingness to contribute liberally toward the completion of the new High School building. We think the time is here when such a move would be liberally supported by many others, if someone will assume the the leadership. Let each one of us, people of the Jackson High School, use his influence, and in every way he can, help to get this building completed. When we were Juniors we eagerly looked forw'ard to the time when we should be occupants of the New Building. We who had the “good fortune” of being promoted, enjoyed the blessings of cold feet and the smell of gas for about a half year. What was our consternation however upon learning that we were to exchange rooms with the sixth grade. Yes, sir. Seniors, and humbled in this manner! Come, now% let’s not allow this to happen again. Let’s finish the building THIS SUMMER. A long pull, a strong pull, a pull all together w'ould accomplish it. THE SCAVENGER The Seniors are pleased to say that they started the publication of a weekly paper, known as the Scavenger. Some of the Seniors think they were roasted too severely and too often, but we think that it was a good publication. We are sorry to have to announce its untimely death because of the want of contributions. To the Class of ’16 wre commend the continuation of a Senior publication. ABOUT OUR ADVERTISEMENTS The management of the Osky Wow urges the careful attention to all advertisements appearing in this book. Without them this publication W'ould be impossible. The ladies and gentlemen who adveitise here do so mainly to express the good will and friendly relations that exist between them and the students. Now wfe, to show- our appreciation, should patronize them as much as possible in the future. Homer Marshman, Business Mgr. PAGE FIFTY-ONE Jackson High School is and should he very proud of her large hand of over six hundred Alumni members. Among them we find lawyers, doctors, professors and many other great men and famous women of business and social life. Most of the Alumni have attended or at pres ent are attending College. A list of Alumni who are now attending College will be given elsewhere in this issue. Letters wue written to several members of the Alumni but only two letters were received in reply, for which we are very grateful. The Alumni editor is glad to receive letters from members of the Alumni, at any time. Ola Wilmore, Alumni Ed. This editorial is written for the benefit of the Freshmen. The Freshmen year is like a foundat.on. In building, if a strong foundation is laid the house will be easier to bu.ld and it will stand longer, but if the foundation is weak the house will not endure nearly so leng. It is likewise true with learning. If all of the lessons of the Freshmen year are learned, the Sophomore, Junior and Senior ytar.- will not be so difficult but if the Freshmen year is spent in fooliness, the other years will be very difficult. Therefore we advise Freshmen to lay a solid foundation. You will not only be making it easier for your teachers but you will have a strong foundation on which to build the structure of knowledge gained in future years. Nellie Stephenson, Freshmen Ed. In the joke department you will find the largest collection of foolishness under the sun, compiled with stupendous labor by the best jokers of the day. In this d� partmentof the Osky Wow, an effort has been made to treat all exactly the same. If you appear to be the goat” of rather too many jokes, please take theadviceof Emerson and “smile In previous Annuals most of the space was filled with short jokes but this year you will note th«t there are several sub-divisions of the main department e. g. The Heart to Heart Talks. Corliss Parry, Joke Ed. I'AG F � • I THE AEROPLANE AND ITS FLIGHT During the week of the “Farmers’ and Merchants’ Fall Festival” in Jackson, M r. Cecil Peoli, of New York was here with an aeroplane of his own design. It was about thirty-four feet across the top plane, and about twenty feet from the front, where the driver sat, to the rudder on tin-rear end. Under the aeroplane were two wheels, about eighteen inches in diameter, for the purpose of making the aeioplane start and alight easily. The engine was made by his machinist, who traveled with him. It was a seventy-five horse-power engine made for speed as well as power. In order that the schoolchildren might see this wonderful invention of the twentieth century, they were dismissed Thursday morning. They hurried to the aviation ground. It was about time for the flight and as one approached he could see about six men pushing the aeroplane across the field. The great mass ot people, eager to obtain a good view of it, thronged around it on all sides, reminding one of a colony of ants carrying a large butterfly. While th • engine wa being tested, several men were required to hold the aeroplane from flying, which is just the way the ants have to hold the butterfly in its struggle to free its self from its captors. Having tested the engine, it was ready for flight. The engine was started, making the propeller whirl like a large electric fan. Then the aeroplane began to hurry across the ground like a frightened hen; ar.d then gradually rose as ii to escape some obstacle in its way. After encircling the town several times, attaining a spe � d of aboit seventy miles an hour, the aeroplane started to descend like some bird of prey vaulting upon its next victim, and alighting as much as to say, “I have done my part.” After his flight in Jackson, he visited several of the Southern States, where he gave many exhibitions of his skill. He then w'ent to Washington. D. C. where he founded “The Feoli Aeroplane Corporation.'” He was the sucessful bidder for the construction of ninearmored aeroplanes for the United States Government. It was in College Park, Maryland, April 12. 1915, that the first of these was tested, and after making a trial flight, in his descent he lost control and fell about three hundred feet, crushing his skull. In a letter written March 26, to my father, he said: “I am expecting my motor to arrive Sunday, and expect to be able to try out the aeroplane the last of the week. As soon as I try it out and get some pictures. I will surely send you some. Thanking you for your kindness, I am Yours as ever, Cecil Peoli.” The “try out” proved fatal as stated above. TV-TWO Ray Johnson, ’18. IN MEMORIAM IN MEMORY OF INA OLA MARK AM Ina Ola Mark am, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Markam, was born in Gallia county. Ohio, July 16. 1898, and died at her home in this city March 4, 1915. Hi r life was that of a pleasing, obedient and happy child. She was a constant joy of her fattier, the ever willing helper of her mother. To her, as to most young persons, life was full of beauty and promise. For her the birds sang and the flowers bloomed. Her friends were numerous in home, school and church. Her quiet, lovable disposition attracted to her, friends in the truest sense. Those who met her in the home circle tould not but admire her chaim, simplicity of manner and devotion to her parents. God has noticed this sweetness in her earthly home,and has now provided for her innumerable blessings in the realm above. God will heap comforts upon her parents for sending to Him. her Heavenly parent, such a young, beautiful flower. In the schools those who have had charge of her instruction, will always remember her as a diligent, enthusiastic student, a sincere frierd, doing little acts of kindness to add to their happiness. Her aspiration was to gain a thor ough knowledge of the facts this world hail to offer. Her appreciation of all that is good was shown in her work. She was the type of a girl who could easily elude the deeds of this world, that in any way tend to weaken her moral, religious and social life. Among her classmates she will be missed. Her manner drew to her friends who, since they have once known her, will always cherish her memory. Her recent two weeks’ absence from school has already brought them to the fullest realization of this fact. In Sunday School, gleaning there the lessons from the book of Him who has so recently summoned her to her new home, ?-he concien-tiously strengthened her youi g life to better encounter the difficulties of this world. In the church, pastor and members have enjoyed her comradeship. From her beloved parents, from the school, from the Sunday School and Church and from a wide circle of friends. God who knows all for the best, past human understanding, has taken dear Ola, and placed her among the angels above. ITEMS FR.OM THE SCAVENGER, SENIOR CLASS PAPER 0 WE All Said a lady who lived in Chatteau To all of her suitors, “Oh neau; Yet I’m not contrary For when 1 do marry, The guy’s got to have lots of deau.” HAVEN’T YOU TRIED IT LONG ENOUGH? All you who play instead of work Remember this, my brothers, That those who shir. their work to play Don’tget grades like the others. Chas. (reciting to Mr. Kauffman)—“All the real teachers have gone out West.’’ SCHOOL SURELIES Two report cards. A German pony. A Latin pony. A cake of chewing gum. A pin. A liar’s license. Miss Johnson (in English period) —“What do ycu think is the principal proposition?” Frank (solemnly)—“I can still lo e.” Eugene (translating Mima)—“Is that not right, my Leautiful child?” Miss Johnson—“Yes. That’s right.” QUESTIONS WE CANNOT ANSWER: “Why is Clyde Brown and Helen White?’’ “Why shouldn’t they both be Brown?” “Could not Harold Dyer?’ “Can Lillian Rowe in Zella ( hannel?” FOR SALE OR RENT- One House in good condition; good upper story, gas, hot air, good lights, and all modern improvements. Apply Senior Class Finley—“I would like to have orchids or lilies-of-the-valley for class flower.” Alma—“We’re not going to be brides.” Helen—“Maybe he wants a wife.” (Are you ready, Helen?) Miss Johnson —“Is it still Miss Miller?” Class—“Yes it is still Miss.” AS A MAN SEES IT Mr. Parrot—Does a river grow larger or bigger?” Class—“Ha! Ha!” Cherry—“Say Dick, do you ever dream?” Dick —“No” Cherry—“I do. I dreamed I was in Heaven last night.” Mr. K. (in Arithmetic class)—“Earl, what answer did you get? Earl—“$2039.” Mr. K.—“Haven’t you any cents (sense)?” Flo.—“Say, Earl, do you know that Haley is no sport at all?” Earl—“No. ’ Flo.-“Well he isn’t.” Mr. Dyer—“What governments are you under?” Frank —“City, state—and—a—a home.” Mr. Dyer - “What are some instances wht n we have to consult Uncle Sam before we are free to do so?” Eugene—“Toget a marriage license.” SENIORIC OBSERVATIONS Jean— Lincoln was shot by Aaron Burr.” Mr. Kauffman—“Five times four is nine.” Mr. K.—“You are old enough to walk over to the other building and back.” Mr. Parrot (in agriculture class) “Some plants have long stamens and shoit pistils, others have long stamens and short pistils.” When Jean works division she “divides one number into each other.” Clyde —“In buying, brokerage is added and not subtracted.” RAGE FIFTY-FOUR FRESHMAN JOKES No wonder the Freshies murder it! Latin language is spoken of as dead, think how the Miss .Jones “What have we on the board?'’ Walter Wykle—“Algebra.” Miss Jones—“I doubt it.” ODE TO IRA STERNBERGER Perdinsky Simpson (so they say), Runs a junk-house ev’ry day, Has an old horse with his sides caved in Darn flood horse for the shape he’s in. OF COURSE NOT MEAN Lava (passing Sugar Bowl window) —‘ Doesn’t that candy look good?” Ed. Arthur -“Uh huh! Let’s stand here and look at it a while.” Freshie (stuck in Latin translation) —“I have a cold, I don't think I can pronounce that word.” Miss Manning—‘‘Name some of the lower animals, starting with John Law. Anna Maude—“I was up to the book-store today and the English textshavn’tcome in yet.” Miss Watkins—“Don’t get any. then.” We are Freshies, yes we are And call ourselves the All-Star, We love our teachers—our teachers great; There isn’t a one that we should hate. Colis Handley, a boy of stately mien, Is always talking about his Jean. MIXED ‘‘I want a book for a high-school boy.” “How about Fielding?” “I dunno. Got any on base-running? (Jokes continued on Page 58) PAGE FIFTY-FIVE READ OUR ADS AND PATRONIZE OUR ADVERTISERS CALLAHAN MOTZ EVERYTHING IN HARDWARE AND SPORTING GOODS SPALDING AGENTS You will be guaranteed perfect satisfaction when you buy your shoes, hats, ties and all other wearables from----------- clothing, furnishings. THE CAVETT JONES CLOTHING CO. THE HOME OF HART. SHAFFNER MARX CLOTHES. WILL C. MARTIN HE SELLS GOOD CLOAKS. SUITS AND RUGS W. S. Art ur dnteryt iiny S ean and Jf, tv (2a at t re Veut Alan flatten f, Restaurant ('outinued from Page 55 Minister—“For shame, my lad! What have those poor little fish done to be imprisoned on the day of rest?” Lamar Miller “Tha that's what they got for chasing worms cn Sunday, sir.” NEW DISEASE Mr. Parrot—“Have you ever had Biology?” New Student—“No, sir. And 1 reckon I won't either, because I’ve just been vaccinated.” I love the name of Hay Johnson I lo� ’e my country, too; I like to see a man have pride But too much boasting will not do. William R.—“Yes I had bad luck raising potatoes this year.” Mr Parrot- “What was your trouble?” William “Oh. I planted onions with them and they put the potatoes’ eyts out.” It’s a long ways to education It's a long way to go. It’s a long way to education To thedearest land I know. f It s good-bye constant study We will see harder times yet. It's a long way t education But there we’ll certainly get. SOPHOMORE JOKES Prof. Ka fFman—“Hoy, come up here and sit by me.” Hoy Hudson—“Wouldn't you rather have Miss Watkins?” KNOWLEDGE Mabel—“I see there’s a report from Holland that concrete bases for German cannon have been found there.” Hazel Nye—“Don’tyou believe a word you hear from Holland; the geography says it is a low, lying country.” Miss Manning (oratorically) — “What could be more sad than a man without a country?” Feminine voice from rear “A country without a man.” City Student “I suppose you hatch all these chickens yourself?” Boxwell —“No. we have hens for that purpose.” FOR GOOD PHOTOGRAPHS VISIT MIIJ JCR TilK rHOTOl.KWmiKli DON’T MINI) THK WBATHKIV. COMIC ANY TIMK Aittn §upphj inuuu' ( oiram'i (Oprra Stump Builfthui) Jfiur iiiffprnit ntakps nf (Tirra ahuaija tit aturk. Aiuj arn'aatiru'tf ijtiu mail urrii. Spalding Athlrlir Oinniiu {ome Restaurant on tjooft tiny s to (S at GEORGE OSBORN. Prop S. J. MORGAN DRY GOODS, GROCERIES. FLOUR AND PRODUCE. MASONIC BUILDING JACKSON. OHIO Mr. Kauffman (after a talk on the horrors of war)—“Now, Vera, do you object to war?” Vera Shadrach (fervently) —“Yes, sir, Ido.” Mr. Kauffman—“Now tell us why?” Vera—“Because wars make History.” Teacher—“Define an endless chain.” Student—“An endless chain is one with the end cut off.” Edwin Morgan “I want you to understand that I don’t stand on trifles.” Edith Kendall (glancing at his feet) —“Yes, I see you don’t.” Miss Watkins Where are the Romans at this time?” Brilliant Pupil -“Dsad.” Orus—“Miss Manning, there’s somebody at the dooi. Miss Manning—“No, it’s only the wind.” (In walks Alfred fc ans). Sophomore (buying Geometry fr m Senior)—“I II give you six bits f°r Senior—“Make it fifty cents and you can have it.” STAIi. GARAGE MOM K OF Paige-Detroit Motor Cars l£c| airin$ Accessories PI'IONF 410 to 1los ua nomas or� up t'o t nte shoe repairing PAG E S I Pupil “Oh Mr. KaufTman, when I was up to Columbus 1 saw such a funny old fossil at the museum and I at once thought of you. Miss Manning—“What did Milton do after his wife died?'’ Paul C.—“He wrote ‘Paradise Regained.’ Austin Evans—“Open the door, I want to throw out my chest. Ivan (on a windy day) —“You are nearly losing your hair!’’ Mabel—“ ’Tis false. Miss Manning—“The people of Kentucky aie called Kentuckians and the people ot Kansas, Kansans; now, Iva, what aie the people of Maine called?” Iva dartjn—“Maniacs.” Miss Watkins—“What does ‘Ego non scio’ mean?” Homer—“I don’t know.” Miss W.—“Correct.” Teacher—“Why don’t you finish reading your humorous essay?” Johnny—“Aw, I ain’t goin’ to, they are all laughin’. ’ Teacher “Now what’s that old hen eating tacks for?” Pupil—“Perhaps she is going to lay a carpet.” “Howdo you like Mr. Morgan as a music-teacher?” “He is very polite, at any rate. “How is that?” “When I made a mistake yesterday he said, “Why do jou take such pains to improve on Beethoven? Grandma “How useless you girls are to-day, 1 don’t believe you know what needles are for. Pretty Soph.—“Why of couise I do. Thty are to make the Victrola play. ’ Mr. Parrot—“Name three general topics in which you are interested.” Heber McClung “Breakfast, dinner and supjer.” Dorothy Hurd (declining piger in Latin period)—� “Pigi i, pigrorunv pigris, pig ” Heber—“Did you say pig grease?” Question—“What is so rare as a day in June?” Answer- “Paul Reynolds with his history lesson learned.” “Why is Miss Manning so interested in the war?” “She is afraid the Europeans will u e ah the powder.” J J DAVIS LESTER DAVIS J. J. DAVIS SON JEWELERS AND OPTICIANS BROADWAY JACKSON. OHIO 3. 2L ijippH. srtaylr aitft Jfuitnj Omirmri; mill unit iiiratr Jarlumu (Oh in SHAFFER’S DRUG STORE F O R DRUGS, PERFUMES AND TOILET GOODS S. J. JONES DEALER IN HIGH GRADE CONFECTIONERIES CIGARS 204 BROADWAY TOBACCOES JACKSON. OHIO JUNIOR JOKES Louise Amsden—” What do you think? A Boxwell tried to kiss me the other evening. He said he had never kissed a girl in his life.” Karl “What did you tell him'” Louise ”1 told him 1 was no agricultural experiment station.” SMALL B KG INNING Father “What do the suffragettes want, anyway?” Aria kuhy We want to sweep the country, dad.” Father -“Suppose you begin with the dining-room, my dear?” Fortune-teller (at Fall Festival)—“You will marry a man with loads of money who will give you a princely allowance. Two dollars, pleat e. ” „ Grace Hood—‘ I’ll pay you out of that allowance. Good-bye. Louise Shriver “What did you think of our scheme for Christ mas decoration, holly over laurel?' Troy S. ”1 would have preferred mistletoe over yew.” Mr. Parrot— Clyde Booth— are away?” ‘This plant belongs to the begonia family.” . -“And you are taking care ot it for them while they V.O N fe $ - The Hale Pharmacy EVERYTHING IN KODAKS Eiitnuntra Hjarfrutarr $rufti|iiurtrru fur ISrarli Hasrliall (Siutis, purttmt (6mills, fBinjrh's, rtr. Autu upplirs anil (Tin's in stuck. Mr. Parrot—“Yes, 1 teach Organic Chemistry.” Sweet young thing— Oh, how perfectly lovely! I always believed that music could be combined successfully with science.” Helen has a Thomas cat Which warbled like Caruso. A neighbor swung a ball-bat Now Thomas doesn’t do so. Those Junior girls—so studious and neat I’ll tell you what! They're hard to beat. Mr. Morgan was teaching the boys a new song one day. In ,l were the words 1 love the maid. -’ They of course, gave it a lull, long retard. Mr. Morgan nourished his baton and cried as follows: For goodness sake, boys, don't hold the maid so long.” Mr. Parrot (preparing salt solution for Physics experiment)— Come, class, 1 want you to get into this.” History Teacher— What became of Athens?” Homer—“It was destroyed.” Teacher—“What became of Tyre?” Homer Punctured.” Miss Jones How was Alexanderof Russia killed?” Evelyn Williams— By a bomb.” Miss Jones How do you account for that?” Evelyn It exploded.” Miss Johnson— Have you no sense?” Student— 1 have a nickel.” Miss J.— A nickel?” Student—“Yes, that’s five cents.” “I’ve iust been expelled for something I didn’t do.” That’s outrageous. What was it ?” “My school work.” Miss Manning in Ancient History) Where is Troy?” Harry H.—“I don’t know. But you can a-sk Louise Shriver or Gertrude Morgan.” History Teacher—“Yes, Benedict Arnold repented. His last request was to be buried in his Union suit.” Ha, ha! George Kendall gave you a black eye, didn’t he?” He did not. He gave m: the black, I already had the eye.” SIXTY-TWO p aGE ’i- • i -; • - ;- '; i • --) - SUGAR BOWL CONFECTIONERY IIOMK MAI K ( AM)IKS IACKSON, - - - OHIO •) i -■ -V «‘ - « ;. ; •—j -- - PAGE SIXTY- Mr. Kauffman—“You will never find a ptrson with rid hair in our penitentiaries, very few are crimnals” the rest t Herb Finney, who was receiving congratulations—“you will find them in the institutions for feeble-minded or insane.” Mr. Kautrman —4 Young man, you need waking up badly, don’t you?” Clyde Booth—“I don’t know, sir; I never woke up that way.” livery lassie has her laddie To whisper words of love And every lassie hasher daddy To knock on the floor above. SENIOR JOKES Harold Jones—“Don’t the spectators tire you with the questions thev ask?” Aviator “Yes, anything else you want to know. Senior—“I am glad the worst is over. I havn’t sat for a picture since 1 was a small boy.” Junior—“Don’t be too happy, you havn’t seen the negative yet. Eugene Cramblit—“If his Satanic Majesty should happen along now and had to take one of us, which wou.d he take?” Charles House “Why me, of course. He’d be sure to get you in the end, any wav.” The country village had been billed for several weeks with “Lecture ot Keats. ’ The evening arrived and the chairman, who happened to be Clyde Brown, terminated his introductory remarks with this statement. “And now, gentlemen, we shall soon all know what I personally have often wondered; what are Keats?” Tramp—“Your dog just bit a piece of flesh outer my leg. Miss.” .lean Jones—“Glad you mentioned it. 1 was just going to faed him.” Catharine— “Eugene really has a soft spot in his heart for me.’ Haldor B.—“How do you know? ’ Catherine—“He says ne is always thinking of me.” Haldor—“A man doesn’t think with his heart. Th must be in his brain. All jokes intended for submission to the Osky Wow should be written on tissue paper so the joke editor can see thn ugh thtm. I’he soft spot “T HR£E THE best pies, cakes and rolls COCHRAN BAKERY 157 BROADWAY GO TO I. I. PA R.Y FOR I NS U K A NO K ( ) F AI A. lv IN 1)S MAIN - - M'KEKT BROKENSHIRE FOR UP-TO-DATE SHOE REPAIRING MAIN - - STREET I HE SMOKE HOUSE SPOUTINCi MKAPQFAPIEP S BA £BALL M.OliK BY INNINt. TICK IIP MIP VICE STREET MAIN National , Yvestaurant When you Want a ZHot launch JOE ABRAHAM FOR ICE CREAM, CANDIES and PEANUTS MAIN STREET. OPPOSITE FIRST NATIONAL BANK iEuring sitin' Btm AU Crafting £ ti|lrs in JFmitiurar ilrnailuiaii .Darkmnt, (Olmi. v THE WOOD FURNITURE CO. FOR ALL UP-TO-DATE FURNITURE. IN CAMBRIAN BUILDING MAIN STREET. .ACKSON OHIO o uj f 'iisa.A cri )Y iofesa e ant f ietail dealer in t j ce (2re am, Confectioneries anc , fruits. sHnin Street, • , Jackson, O tto. NOT A NICKELODEON, lint A First Class SUCCESSFUL THEATRE “THE BROADWAY Jacksons Most l o|uil.� i Placo of Amusement’. PAG e s r $ • ■ £ ' lu' (Cmtanf j rrso |lrtuh'i� tliia Annual. iLrl us ilu yum ilriutiuu. Iflr oprrialUr im ilrltrr traits. lEiwrlupra. junttatiimii. JJroyrauta. (Callimi (Curi'ia. rlr. All uur time is iiriintrfo lu Soli fflnrk otilp atih uif ijuarauirr aar mnrlt tu hr Jfirsl (Tinea. JJrarl £trrrt 0). lUibrrts. Ufl. ittur. GO TO MRS. JACOB KUHNER FOR staple and fancy groceries START AN ACCOUNT n II THK IRON . BANK .JACKSON INTEREST P.Vin :lAM. I K1 «,SIT.S. X TY- . .. i. ■ •� , -v -i—f F |V E • • % • vi • , V • - • - - _ J I I « . Did your Teacher tell YOU About ur beautiful cloaks, suits and dresses and new summer goods of every kind? Did they not tell you all about the latest styles in corsets and ladies’ shirt waists, the new shades in hosiery, etc that are now on exhibition and sale at Stephenson Foster’s? They didn’t? Well! Well! Well! Guess everyone has to sing his own song as he goes through this cold, cold world. That’s the only way to get along. So here we go. We want to impress upon you that this is the greatest store in town in which to find all the latest styles in dress goods, silks, fancy goods, white goods, laces, embroideries, trimmings, ribbons, rufflings, ruchings, and all the latest NOVELTIES of the season. We are the graduates in the art of buying and selling nice goods of every description. Of course, when it comes to selling Job I� ts and old out-of-date goods, we did not graduate along that line, and know nothinu about that class of goods. We sell only t he very best of everything and extend a most cordial invitation to you, one and all, to call and see these beautiful goods. With Best Wishes, We Beg to Remain. Very truly yours, trphntiunt $c Ifmrtrr 4 • }� - Senior ’‘Don’t vou find that a baby biightensup a house wonderfully? Mr. Parrot (sadly) - “Yes, we have the gas burning most of the night, now.’’ “Who on the foot ball team weighs the most? “Dever.” “How do you make that out?'’ “Becausehe weighs meat.” Miss Jones—“What are the five great races of mankind? Athletic Senior—“The hurdles, 100 yards, quarter mile, mile, three miles.” hirst Senior—“Does Hale play on the foot I all team this season?’' Second Senior — “Yes. ” F. S.—“What position does he play?” , , . ,, S. S.—“I’m not sure, but 1 think he is one of the drawbacks. Harriet Davis—“I covered a wiener with some pop one day, Mr. Parrot, and lefi it stand over night. Evidently the carbon-dioxide consumed it for the next morning it was gone.” Voice from rear - “Haveyou a dog. Harriet?” Miss Watkins—“The natural art of Greece was sculpture, e natural art of Italy was painting What is the natural art of Germany?” (’lass (unanimously)—“War.” “She said 1 might kiss heron either cheek. ” “What did you do?” “I hesitated a long time between.” Mr. Kauffman - Now, Lillian, don’t be timid.” Lillian (aside to Eugene)—“He doesn’t know nc very well, docs he?” Mr. Parrot (to class, placing hand on head of Blanche A. I “Here is a specimen of genuine celluloid.” Miss Watkins (to Earl who is at board)—“Wait a minute and 1 will send Florence and Grace to the board m that there will be somebody there.” •lean (laughing and giggling). Earl—“Say Jean, would you just noise?” as soon laugh as make that . -$ � • £ $ •• t4 s and Sfir s of • I he Citizens Savings tY Trust Company. H9- a? sey � 3 i jr m IACKSON, OHIO. ,f f I OII wont the right kind of Sjooc s at the riyht price, he sure ant (jo to (bruin «ySrot c rs I'Oli M’N.'MIN K and health, for the day of opportunity, for tl� © rainy day. Your savings account with The Citizens Savings 6J Trust Co. prepare you for them all. We can help you save, 'teel banks for the home. Now is the time to provide for the future. iinterest on deposits. All deposits in this bank insured. say � a -j say � a - say di+- s y 3 o , he Dtnrdiuare Store. Tl IE CITIZENS SAVINGS if TR.UST CO. PAGE SIXTY.SEVEN FOGARTY'S FA IK TAILORING CLEANING AND PRESSING KOU WALL PAPKR AND WINDOW SIIADKS GENTS' FURNISHINGS PHOENIX SILK HOSIERY CADI- AT Berry’s Millinery Store ✓ ✓ iliul sc.c. All=up=t()“date hats MAIN STREET IACKSON, OHIO. HEART TO HEART TALKS CONDUCTED BY PROF A J KNOWNOTHING VIOLENT WARD ATHENS. O Mary Jack non: No, I do not think it proper or wise for a young lady to accept jewelry from a young man unless she is engaged to him. Bjt, cheer up; perhaps he will declare himself before long. To Everybody: Don’t knock this Annual, but boost it. Helen McVicker: Yes, peroxide is the best. It does the work rapidly and will not injure the scalp. Kenneth Ewing: You ask me how to appear sporty or. a small in- come from what you sa.v I think you are putting up a ore tty good bluff, as it is. but I will make the following suggestions. Always wear a cap too small for your head so it will fit your ear. U:e a face cream consisting of common ashes and grease every day. Kun a great deal with the ‘fair sex' and never be proficient in your studies. Compliance to these rules will make you an excellent sport. Margaret Hackett: For toothache take a good dose of gee met)y, You also say you are troubled with a disease called ‘poor grades’ occasioned by too little study. The following is an excellent remedy: PAGt SI TV-EIGHT QUALITY CLOTHES, I2EAOY-TO-WF.AI2 012 MADE-TIUMI-.Aj 012 E Ul TO DATE FCBNISII f N iS. CLAAR BROTHERS. THE QUALITY STORE. G. C. MITCHELL. FINEST LINE OF STABLE and FANCY GROCERIES IN THE CITY. COURTEOUS TREATMENT Ai D FROM R f SERVICE your patronage solicited R AGE Sl ' • «• an hr nrarrful anil tasteful anil uni wasteful, luuj a pair uf alumtas’ Lillies, ®Ijt SI. 111. alumtaa S lrm ffln. jF;:iihuu shirr 18TU IACKSON, OHIO. Three pounds of study. One ounce of concentration. Two quarts of attentiveness, hour grains of foolishness killer. (Mix all ingredients thoroughly). Clyde Brown: It's too had your good looks and heavenly dancing are not appreciated. B t keep up your inctsiai.t talking, and you will become popular in time. Howard Fogarty: You are quite right, the faculty do impose on you. But do not become disheartened. Abe Lincoln was imposed upon and look at what he became. Keep on and maybe you will some day become president (of a kraut factory). Jean Jones: From the records on hands you are not related eith- er to Jeanne de ArcorCapt. 1’aul Jones. Blanche Watkins: You are too young and pretty to think of marriage but 1 would suggest that you ..cep up your acquaintance witn Mr. C (to be on the safe side). Floyd Claar Thi best cure for boldness and extreme audacity is t: cultivate modesty aid reserve while around young ladies. THE BAZAAR ‘THE NECESSITY SHOP MISS SHOPPER. WE HAVE WHAT YOU WANT. COME IN AND LET US PROVE IT TO YOU. Mrs. Frank Baldridge, proprietress. 1 ( Jones t O it St ore Latest St y es in ttin Street Kit(in eri so , Ot io. Florence Evans: Yes it is very alvisable to spend several hours before a mirror every day (as no doubt you do). Charles House: Don’t be discouraged. The girls don’t take vou seriously. Gladys Smith: Don’t you know how to answer a young man s letter according to the dictate of society? 1 am surprise i. Go and see Margaret Evans, who got around this difficulty very nicely, once. George Kendall: I cannojKell you how to propose, having hud no experience. But first, I would advise you to get the girl, as she is always a necessary party when one proposes. OUR OWN DICTIONARY WRITTEN FOR THE BENEFIT OF AM, UNSOPHISTICATED NEWCOMERS Algebra—One continuous nightmare. Book — Properly used as an ornament (especially text-books). Chaos—Condition of minds during exams. Dry—Quality possessed by all text-books.'' Eraser Artie e used to beautify a tei t.-pa| er. Freshman—Uncultured object of pity. Grades Common subject for difference of opinion between leathers and students. Hot Shot—What the joke editor has refrained from taking at certain personages for various reasons, chiefly because they were not worth the trouble. Initiation—Warm reception given new students. Janitor—Gentleman wnom you are to thank for keeping our floors so immacuately (?) clean. Kiss—Dictionary definition: a caress with t ie lips. As most people know the composition of a kiss (from expeiierce) it will rot he defined. Latin You will Ind out the terrors of this word soon enough, dear student; too soon, in fact. Mathematics—Same as above. Numskull—Name applied to any one attending ibis high school. Osky Wow—Product of (un)wise minds. Paddle—Hardest worked instrument around the school. Question—A 42-centimeter missile fired incessantly at students. Revival (of learning)—Just before exams. Student—Imaginary person never known to exist in real life. Teacher—Sh h h? (Ed. We were afraid to try this one). . i , . v i (5 E SEVENTY J— ALEXANDER’S HOOKS AM) WALL PAPER PICT I 'RE FRAMING WE I JO A 1� - - OTIIKUS l-'OI-LOW. Nothing over l() cents THE KERBY 5 and I O Cent Store hut you can a quarters worth tor your dime. Try it. ✓ Unreasonable—Adjective used by evil-doers to describe the faculty Vacation Temporary cessation of hostilities between teachers and pupils. Wise--A degree of knowledge you will find hard to obtain in this school. Xmas—An excuse for a vacation. Yawns—Expansion of the jaws much seen in class. Zeal—A virtue which several persons attending J. H. S. should acquire. Note—This dictionary has been j assed by the National Board of Nonsensors. MISCELLANEOUS Mr. Kauffman What is space?” Student—“Space- space is 1 have it in my head 1 know it-but I don’t know how to explain it. ” ACCIDENTS Kay Johnson, while harnessing a horse last week, was kicked just south of the comcrib. Corliss Parry was escorting Miss home from church last Sunday when a savage dog attacked him and bit him on the public square. Mr. Green, while fixing his roof last Saturday, fell and struck himself on the back porch. Mrs. Black let her knife slip last week and cut herself in the pantry. Howard Fogarty. � short little runt Is always trying to pull off a stunt. Father 'Well, Thomas, how are you getting along at school?” Thomas Gerkin—“Fine! I’ve learned to say ‘thank you’ and ‘if you please’ in Latin.” Father—“Good. That’s more than you ever learned to say in English.” NERO’S VIOLIN SOLO Mr. Kauffman. ” said a pupil, “is it true tint Nero fiddled while Rome burned?” “It is so reported” responded Mr. Kauffman, “and the’ not sub gtantiated by direct evidence it seem consistent with I is character. It MAGE seventy-one ' ‘i' G. L. GAST BAKERY bread. PIES and rolls 165 BROADWAY JACKSON. OHIO CALL 429 A ' r t —4 % ■ ti— 1- aJ • (- v. does, however, behoove me to say that the fiddle might not be the instru ” But, is there no record of the tune he played? I do not recollectever having heard the name of the tune. It is possible there is no data on the subject, owing to the Well. .Mr. Kauffman. I think I know the tune to a certainty. Indeed! That shows commendable research. And may I inquire the name of the solo?” “Certainly. He played, ‘There’ll be a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight.’ What could be worse than a giraffe with the sore throat?’’ A centipede with corns. She— Why do you paint the inside of a chicken-coop?’ He- Toprevent the hensfrom picking the grain outof the wood. Mr. Kauffman (angrily)— More noise and lessorderin here. Mr. Parrot — Now let's cut out all this except the whispering.” BRILLIANT Mr. Parrot (after Bible reading)— Now can anyone name a commandment which has but four words.’’ Margaret M. Yes, sir. 'Keep off the grass.’ ’’ Miss Johnson— What is lyric poetry? Jean Ferguson I supj ose it is a poem sung by a liar. How many collars do you wear a week? You don’t mean that, you ought to say, 'How many weeks do you wear a collar? Student— I tell you frankly, I won’t be able to pay for this suit until next year. Tailor— All right, sir. Student When will it be ready? Tailor— Next year. Miss Manning was reading the familiar story of Jonah and the whale to the class. After she had finished, she asked Paul Cherrington what lesson it taught. It teaches us, he replied, that we cannot keep a good man down. EXPLAINED AT LAST Caller— Your daughter,plays some very robust pieces. She has a beau in the parlor growled pa, and that loud music is to drown the sound of her mother washing dishes. nty-two al)in (giwri “(Ebp Bargain loiicp” ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦«• Pwl $lrffl Jorkion, 0l)io. Teach your Dollar to have more cents by buying your needs n The Under Selling Store COMIM.KTK «(' i ri l I KK S IOI MKN, WOMEN aiwl ( 111 LI I KM 07 Main Mrecf Jackson, Ohio. $ •• ■£ 4 ' QUESTION FOR DEBATE: Which made u hit on the book-agent, Miss Manning or ii s Johnson? THE BABY Here we have a Baby. It is composed of a Bald Head and a Pair of Lungs. One of the Lungs takes a Rest while the Other mns the Shop. One of Them is on Deck all of the time. The Baby is a bigger Man than His Mother. He likes t«- walk aiound with tns b ather at Night. The Father does most of the Walking and all of the Swearing. Little girls, you will never know' what it us to be a Father. E. F’s P. IDIOTORIAL The type-setter, in setting up the type for this Annual laughed so much at the jokes that she was seized with comulsior.sand had to be taken home. The type, in reading them bent do ble with laughter and had to be straightened out again before it could he ust 1. bor these reasons the Annual is out a little later than was at first intended. OSKY WOW WANT COLUMN WANTED—To know why the Sophomores are always picking on us Freshies. Harry Bruce. WANTED To know why Mis- Mann ng looktd so forlorn when Mr. Kauffman was sick with the mumps. Inquisitive Soph. WANTED—A teacher to give easy l.ssons. -Nearly Every - bo ly. WANTED To kn � w why Miss Johnson objects to having German s|) en of as Dutch. One who made the fatal break. WANTED—To know w'hy the girls waste so many perfectly good smiles on each other when we boys are around. A Senior. WANTED—To know why everybody says my feet are large. Warren I). NOT WANTED Any more visitors. The Entire School. WANTED— M ire worlds to conquer. J. H. S. Base-ball T i, SHAKESPEARE Freshman: “Comedy of Errors.” Sophomore: Much Ado about Nothing. Junior: “As You Like It.” Senior: ‘All's Well That Ends Well.” - ' • $-• s • ' f AFTER THE BASEBALL GAME. COME TO JOE MICHAEL FOR FINE ICE CREAM- CANDIES, CIGARS AND CIGARETTES. COR. PORTSMOUTH and f ATER STREETS MORGAN WILLIAMS LIFE, Flli K and ACXIlUgNT INX'U A CSCE REPRESENTATIVES OF I III: li. L. DOLLliViS I.O. DEALERS IN BONDS AND SECURITIES. ffihr iatria UtiUinmi, t 2 lli SriiabuuiM, Sarkantt. 0)hui. Tailorril um'i Drrmi ats. (s. Sc e fen jer, identist S i'i7. Maze you heard the news? No. what is it? Raymond Brammer, better known as 'Nick’, committed suicide because he couldn’t commit Algebra. Mr. Kinnison (in History)— Eugene, are you paying attention' Eugene C.— Yes, sir. ' Mr. K.— Yes, I am aware of the fact that you are paying tion—to Miss Lewis.” NEWS ITEMS Of those who entered the High School at the beginning of the year, more than the usual number have been compelled to withdraw because of ill health or because of sickness in their homes. ’I he following are among the number: Amy Cochran, Gladys Goodrich, Eliza Grow. Marcella Howe, E.'talene Hughes, Verda Spurrier, Zelva Swi.n. Faye Wilson,and George R. Morgan. Several of these will probably return to take the work next year. They will be welcomed back by their classmates and teachers. Though Willard Hale and Harry Hawks have been regularly enrolled as Juniors, most of their studies the past year have been Senior branches. Both expect to finish the remainirg work the coming summer. They will then he given their diplomas. Two graduates of the class of '14 enrolled this year for soifft extra work. Thelma Walker took up Bookkeeping and Margaret Robbins entered a Latin class. Several letters have been received from Miss Houser, who left us in February to accept a position in the High School of Erie, Penn. She is enjoying her work there. Miss Houser is a good teacher, and many kind words are often heard concerning her efficient work in English and German here. Miss Elizabeth Lewis very pleasantly entertained the Senior Class and Faculty Thursday evening May 6th at her home. Each person was requested to bring his baby picture. These were arranged about the room and the members of the party set guessing as to whom they represented. Delicious refreshments were served in colors to suit the occasion. Harold Jones entertained the Senior boys and Mr. Kauffman with a three course dinner at his home, Friday. May 14th. after which they were favored with music and a few toasts! Just before going home Harold took several of the party a joy ride” in the machine, afte-which they departed for their homes. Q fc S VEINTY-FOU K