Mount Penn Lower Alsace Joint High School - Penn Alma Yearbook (Reading, PA)

Page 17 text:

WIWIIilitilli'B BJI1111111 llllilJI H 1 . Prophecy PAUL ESHELMAN Here we see Lizzie working in the electrical laboratory of the Bliss F.lectrical School in Washington. You are working very hard, not even taking an interest in athletics or any kind of sports, but you are well paid in the end. Now 1 see you put ting up large batteries in a power house along a railroad. You are very careful as you have more than yourself to care for. Now you are coining tip the street and turn into the yard of a small cottage along the hillside. Large lawns surround it with much shrubbery. There are many flowers around the large porch. There is one very pretty flower close by the steps. Its petals are of a ven- beautiful color. They are of a yellow. yet not a yellow; they are of a red, yet not a red; they are of a brown, yet not a brown. The wind is blowing and all the flowers are moving, but this one in particular keeps jumping up and down. Ah. this flower is leaving its place. She sits on a kiddie-kar and starts down over the lawn. She stops, jumps from her kar and leaps into the arms of a rather robust young man. It is Lizzie. Just then the mother appears in the doorway, greeting her husband, happily, and all enter the cottage. ETHEL NOLL Oh. why does the crystal show the ocean? Now I see a vessel—the rail is already lowered and you are ready to board. You are bidding your friends goodby. But what is your destination? You are just loaded with packages and boxes. Now I see you seated on the deck busily reading. Ah, you seem glad to be ending your long journey, as you see land in the distance. It must have been a long journey, as everything has changed. There are no large cities and the people are almost black. The air seems very warm, for you are removing your cape. Now there are large crowds of hungry natives gathered around you, and with curious expressions overlooking their new teacher. Now the crystal is blank. Why what is this? We are back to America. Oh yes, this is the Rajah Theatre. The people are entering in crowds. There are large posters everywhere. To be sure, the crystal gives us a close view. Ah, this is Miss Ethel Noll, Reading’s greatest missionary to Armenia —will speak at the Rajah Theatre at 8 o’clock. March 3, I!t2f , for the benefit of the Near-East Society. RUSSEL NEWKIRK Wait, what is this strange, black shadow in the crystal. Never have I seen a thing so awful and ominous. But now it is clearing—gradually it takes on shape—two shapes, in fact—the shape which A. Conan Doyle would call a perfect soul—and heel. Slowly it lowers and behind it appears a face—wonderful sight—it reminds us of those old days of Charlie Chaplin, but no, it is a new star in the bright galaxy of the screen. The audience screams as you take the Irish kitchen girl into your arms. The sight is wonderful, as the two have a strong foundation. The Irish girl’s feet are only about two sizes smaller than those of the “handsome Russ” in his 12s. This life is monotonous, for you, by the movements of your lips, show that you want to tell the audience something funny. You now leave the screen and take part in vaudeville. I now see a large room with shelves upon shelves of large books, a library table covered with small pamphlets. “Handsome Russ” appears, takes a large book from the shelf, places a monocle to his eyes and prepares his acts from Hot Stuff, Hot Dog, Whiz Bang, Snappy Stories, Judge, Life. Police Uncontrol, Weary Killer. Parisian, Jimmie Jim, James, etc. imiiiiiiii MlllHililllllllllllllllllllillllillllM fifteen

Page 16 text:

fiiiiniiiniwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiM Class History—Continued spending a night of fun, all went home feeling that all the others, no matter in which class, were very good companions, and could look forward to many years of close fellowship with one another. Athletics for boys and girls at this time were ripe for development. The basketball season was one never to be forgotten by anyone in the class or by the school. All the boys in the class, with the exception of one, were members of the basketball teams, either varsity or reserve. Three of the girls of the class were on the varsity girls’ team. The boys’ basketball team, under the able captaincy of Elmer Huyett, and with the aid of Paul Eshelman, the husky guard, and Russel Newkirk, the lanky center, defeated almost every team which they met. As a result of their clean playing and aggressiveness, they were able to enter a championship tournament with other high grade teams. After playing three games, they emerged victorious, and received a large silver loving cup, the first of its kind ever to be received by the school. Newkirk, who was high scorer for the season, was also for the tournament. In the last game he secured six field goals against one of the best centers of the county, and held his opponent scoreless. Huyett, by his all around playing and consistent scoring, was a big factor in the winning of the many games. Eshelman. the husky guard, by not allowing his opponent to score many times and occasionally slipping one in himself, was largely responsible for the team’s splendid showing. The girls’ basketball team, under the captaincy of Esther Adams, a very well trained player, and with the willing help of Vida Kutz and Alice lbach, were champions of the county for the first time in the history of the school. Thus, you can see that wherever the standard of the “Brown and Gold” was planted, success was sure to follow. Our history as a class is about to end ; but our history as individuals is just beginning. The class of ’22 does not expect to attain sudden greatness, but by slowly and steadily “keeping at it” we hope to solve the different problems of the day and finally receive the richly deserved reward. Mr. Morrow—“What applications are made of the heating currents of electricity?” Dick Thiry—“Gas stoves.” Ethan Doty—“What is good for a fellow about to flunk in physics.” Paul Eshelman—“Ketchup.” Mr. Morrow—“Now I will repeat what I was going to say.” Mr. Morrow—“Define vacuum.” Ethan Doty—“I don’t know what it is but I have it in my head.” Mr. Yeich—“Now class, I want to hear quietness.” Mr. Yeich—“Smoky, empty your mouth and put your feet in.” Miss Happel—“Miss Noll I told you that twice once before.” Anna Levan-—“Don’t you hate to hear some one say ‘which.’ ” Henry Bro vn—(Absenlty) “Which.” ■illllllilllllllllll Fourteen

Page 18 text:

Prophecy—Continued VIDA KUTZ Gaze constantly into the crystal. I will start the crystal moving to your future, a year from now. You are entering a large-hospital in Philadelphia. You are very happy. You are receiving your uniform and position in training. Ah. the smile is leaving your face, you are disappointed. The work is hard and miserable and you are going home. But, oh, I see why. I will now change it to five years later. I see a small cottage along the hillside. Large lawns surround it with much shrubbery. There are many flowers around the large porch. There is one very pretty flower close by the steps. Its petals are of a very beautiful color. They are of a yellow, yet not a yellow ; they are of a red, yet not a red ; they are of a brown, yet not a brown. The wind is blowing and still the flowers are moving, but this one in particular keeps jumping up and down. Ah, this flower is leaving its place. She sits on a kiddie-kar and starts down over the lawn. She stops, jumps from her kar and leaps into the arms of a rather robust young man. Just then you appear in the doorway, greet your husband. happily, and all enter the cottage. MASON BRIGHT The crystal is now completely covered with a big. wide-open smile. Just one look tells me it is Mason Bright. You are smiling as you see the cashier of the bank count ing piles and piles of money as you are ready to deposit your weekly savings of 50c to buy a war stamp. You seem to enjoy being around people with money. You leave your money and return to your ice cream parlor and pool room. There are signs everywhere. On some there are such statements as: “Today is bargain da}-—Gain strength, play pool—I like to see people-spend money—Do it here.” Oh, all this has changed now. I see you seated on the spacious porch of a large mountain summer resort, enjoying all the comforts of home. You are proprietor of this resort in the White Mountains. Here you are living a rich bachelor’s life. LILY M ACH LTTE How could such a big, horrible spotted animal get into the crystal? Sure enough, it is a leopard. How strange. Why, we must be in the tropics. He is turning around and around—now he lies down. Ah! he opens his mouth and shows his large pearly teeth. Now I see a small delicate hand slowly stroking the large head. Oh, yes, here is where you appear. But how queer—you have a jeweled dress and a large feather headdress on. Your apartment is furnished very elaborately and somewhat to the oriental fashion. You turn with graceful gestures. Ah ! this must be the famous new metropolitan dancer. Now we are taken to a New York cabaret. The dancing ceases and the lights are turned out. One large red spot is turned on the center of the floor. There you come, lightly tiptoeing across the floor— your garments sparkle in the light. Now I see you in quite a different form. You are out in a beautiful garden with a large wolf hound. Here you greet a rather elderly man—not your father—but still very affectionately you walk towards a large white house. Ah ! the moral of that story is —you would rather be an old man’s darling than a young man’s slave. ELMER HUYETT Why this is a gymnasium. Surely it is a basketball floor. A door on the side opens and the teams appear. Ah! this would remind one of those old days back in Mt. Penn. There you are still playing forward, but on a professional team. The game is started and you roll one goal after another through the? net. The blue and white uni- VIKIIllllllllllMIlllllllliWIIIHIiniliNllillllKllllllllllililllllllllillWlIM Sixteen