John A Johnson High School - Maroon Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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parents, and had been driven from their and by saying food. ,Xll the pupils -s. 'i ' l ' l un homes by the cruel Gernians. The girls also knitted and made surgical dressings. l do not remember how many pairs of socks and wristlets they turned out, nor how many sweaters and helmets they finished, but .l. know that it was a creditable number. Some- times they would sit for hours niaking surgical dressings. There was a room at the school where the pupils eould go to make them, whenever they had a free period. Besides this. the Red Cross had stations at the publiie libraries and other places, and many of our girls went there to work in the evenings and on Saturdays, Everybody helped in every way he could, by working, by buying thrift stamps, baby bonds, and liberty bonds. could and did save by not eating candy nor chewing gum. The money that would have gone for these things, they used to buy thrift stamps or to increase the refugee fund. You know, eaeh room helped to take care of either a lfreneh or Serbian orphan. Besides that, we collected tin-foil, nut shells, and other waste products for the governmentf, Oh, but those were good boys and girls, weren't they. Auntie ? l always thought so. 'illut it was years and years ago. wasn't it? Yes, nine long years ago. My class graduated in 1020? l,ila llardenbrook, '2O. 11116 Like baby eyes-a wondrous hues! The summer sky is tinted blue. Clouds of milkweed down recline with ease, Quite undisturbed by morning' breeze. The meadowland, a lovely spot Of buttereup and touch-me-not, Wliile pale rose clover at my feet Bursts forth in blossom, honeyfsxveet. Close by the willowxxoocl there grows The daitodil and brier-rose. Sweet marjorams of mint abound, Perfuniing all the air around. lt is the time when all earth seems To be a land of youthful dreams. Emotions rise, that words eanlt tellf- Ah, ylinne, you east a mystic spell. l4 Gladys Blomquist. '20.

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. --lv A ef' . t IIRIDN Knitting ,Needles A door slammed and the tchildren coming from school stormed into the library. Their noise aroused their aunt from her reveries. Her book slipped to the floor. Oh, -Xunt Aurelia, we had such a good program at school. You know we celebrated Armistice Day this after- noon. ,-X soldier who had been in the Great Nliorld Wiar talked to us. Say, Auntie, in what high school did you teach in St. Paul? elamored eleven year old iQharlotte tffonnell. So fast dicl her tongue fly that it was almost impossible for her aunt to get a word in edgewise. -lohnson High-. Yes, l thought that was it. lle said he went to war when be was a sopho- more at johnson High School. Did you know him, -Xuntie ? VX'liat was his name 7' Mr, Swanson. lle told us all'about the Germans and Frenchmen and Rus- sians and lurks andw-and everybody. I guess he must have been everywhere, he knew so much. lle said his class- mates did a whole lot, too. lle-. Aunt Reoo. you tell us about it! interrupted Mary Louise. Htflh, do! do! chorused the other youngsters as they gathered around her chair. VX'ell. what shall l tell you about? About the warwork my class did at ,lohnson High? Yes, yes. Havent l ever told you about that before? l am surprised. Vilell. let me see, where shall I begin ?e -XVe had a big front wall. it. hung a were many or three of 17 assembly hall, and on the where everyone could see huge service Hag. There stars in this flag, and two l 13 them stood for members of the class ot which l was advisor, so, of course, we were especially anxious to help the boys in Uncle Sams forces. At that time my students were only sophomores, but they surely did do a large amount of workg quite as much, l think, as the juniors or the seniors did that year. The girls were not the only ones who helped either, for we had over a dozen boys who struggled with their knitting needles to keep them from getting tangled up in the wool. My, it certainly was a laughable sight. Here she stopped to smile at the re- collection of the boys trying so hard to learn to knit. ls that when you learned to knit, Aunt Reoo ? Yes, And I expect l made as many funny mistakes as some of the others. l think it was patriotic of those boys to learn to knit, and l'm proud ot them and all the others in our class. They actually learned how to do it, too They didn't knit any socks or sweaters, but they did knit a consider- able number of squares for the two afghans which the .class made. t l'hey learned how to make surgical dressings for the wounded, and a great number of them helped to pack and get ready for shipment boxes of supplies for the overseas hospitals. There was hardly one of my girls who didn't do something to help her c-onntry in its great need. the sewing' teacher had charge of a class in Red Cross sewing. Some of the girls joined that. They made hospital leggiiigs and undershirts. They worked hard on various kinds of clothing' for the little children in France and Belgium. who had lost one or both ot their

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fi.:--T Q : ! 'tif' i lm Fi nn e Dramatics Hy the Stage Jlflozzse One day last fall there was a tre- mendous haue over mv head. l really 6 ,1 thought that the world was coming down over my ears, so l popped my head out of llly hole for just a moment. lfvlliit do you suppose it was! The juniors were getting ready to give a Thanksgiving program. They really are a disgustingly noisy hunch. l just couldn't stay in my hole with all that racket overhead, so l decided to cower down in a dark and secluded nook to see what would happen. A pretty maiden, whom the others called Priscilla, was sitting' at her spinf nine' Wheel. She had a charming man- neriand a sweet voice, but l am going to expose her as a fraud. Do you know that she didn't spin at all! My long life on, or l should say, under the stage must have made me much shrewd- er than the average human, because in that whole big audience no one noticed the deception. They could not have, for they applauded and applauded. After the program was over and all those boisterous juniors had gone away. l carried a white piece of paper, which l found on the floor, down into my hole. l had been wondering' what it could be. because everyone inithe audience had had one. l put on my spetctacles and this is what l read: 5 The C'0llI'f.S'l1Iif of .lI1'It'.v .hiftltlldfjll Dame Hadley ....,.,,ee.......,....,,,.,. l,o1s Trott Priscilla, Mullins e,,,,,,,.. Mafalda Baitinger Miles Standish ..,i. ..,, 1 'Xrnold Johnson lohn Alden ...,... .. ,,.,., Hartland Brandt Do you know, I like playsg they re- lieve the monoton' ot mv existence. .5 - . lust before Christmas vacation. the 15 seniors gave a very good one. -Xs usual l had the best reserved seat in the house. As I sat there waiting, a girl dressed like a fairy came out, and gave the audience a greeting from the class of 1920. Five waits sang carols, and Santa Claus presented gifts before the play. Those seniors talked so much while they were getting ready for the performance, that I think l can re- produce the program pretty accurately. Th play was called Il'11-v the CilZli11'l8S Ka-ng. The characters, if l remember correctly, were: llolgcr, a peasant boy ...... listher Xyberg Steen, his younger brothel '..,. lda Moline llertel, their unclt '....... ..... l lelmer Ulcson .Xu old woman.. ,............ Louis Hanke ln angel ............ ..... C lertrude lfuhrman .X priest... ..i. ............. t iordon Strate AX rich man ..... ...... t iilhert Stoeckman A Courticr .......,.. ..... D Ionathan Clausen ...........tn'ace lzlstone .....Blargnerite Brown ........Oscar johnson :X soldier ...... ..... L 'arl XYikstrand The king ..... .X rich woman ,X young girl.. A scholar ......... ....Carl XVallander l have really had a very good year, for in january :mother play was given, this time by the tiirls' Club, after school. l'm a very lucky creature: everybody else had to pay a dime, but l saw this good show for nothing. l had my eye open for another slip of paper with names and other information to put in my johnson Stage Book, but there was none. The announcements were made from the stage. The scholarly atmos- phere, which l have been breathing ever since the day of my birth, has given me an excellent memory. so l will