Urbana High School - Rosemary Yearbook (Urbana, IL)

Text from Pages 1 - 194 of the 1922 volume:

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Flaningam, A.B., A.M. PRINCIPAL URBANA HIGH SCHOOL Mable D. Ricketts, A.B. ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL NORTH WEETERX ACADEMY UNIVERSITY OK ILLINOIS Mrs. Robert Sanford, B.E. INSTRUCTOR IN ENGLISH ILLINOIS ST ATE NORMAL UNIVERSITY UNIVERSITY OK ILIJNOIS Iva Margaret Still, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN HISTORY UXIYKRKITY OK II.UNOIS MILLIKKN I'XIYKRSITY UNIVERSITY OK CHICAGO n g g a I - = ?7lll{3llllllilllll(3llllllllllll(Jllllllllllllt3llllllllllll(3llllllllll(ll(]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll(3llllllllllll(3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll[|||||||llll(3lllllll||||IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]|lll||||||||(]||||||||||||C3ll Ten SPOOMM iiianiiiiiiiiiitjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiimiiicjiiiimiiiiiaiii lo5PUUirtl • itiiiiiiiiiiiiiamiuiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiDiiwiiiiiiitJiiiiiiiiiiiiog e a 5 s J. B. Casserly, B.S. INSTRUCTOR IN CHEMISTRY AND PHYSICS I NIVKHSITY. or Illinois Dorothy E. Weaver INSTRUCTOR IN ART UNIVERSITY or ILLINOIS Elsie Anne Werner, A.B., M.A. INSTRUCTOR IN FRENCH AND ANCIENT HISTORY SA YHROOK HIGH SCHOOL ILLINOIS STATE NORMAL SCHOOL UNIVERSITY or WISCONSIN UNIVERSITY or ILLINOIS Bernice Shutts INSTRUCTOR IN MUSIC OIIKRLIN CONSERVATOR Y, OBKRLIN. OHIO Frances Harshbarger, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN HISTORY ANI) ENGLISH ILLINOIS WOMANS COLLEGE lllllllllIIIIIIHIIIIItllllllllllllltJIIIIIIIIIIIItJIIIIIIUIIIItJlllllllllllltllllllllllllltJIIIIIIIIIIIItJIIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIIItJI c 5 □ e c Klrrcu .........................................IC3IIIIIIIUIIIC3IIII •NII[]IIIIIMIIIII()lllllllllltl(]illllllil||]||||lil|||||()|||||||||||iC)l||||||||||| C CL lie luisentary llllllll(]llllllllllll{]||||||||||||{]||.1ll|||||||||(]||MIIIIII'l()IIIIIIIMIIIC3IIIJj a G = c I G □ :: r: □ 1 Ruth E. Rom pel, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN ENGLISH am. I HYSIOLOGY CHAMPAIGN IIIGII SCHOOL UNIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS Vira Bryan, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN ENGLISH ILLINOIS LSI!:VAN UNIVERSITY May Brady, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN LATIN UNIVERSITY OK ILLINOIS Zuleme Hatfield, B.S. INSTRUCTOR IN FRENCH WINONA ACADKMY ISLI.olT COLLEGE SalLIE Battaile, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN HISTORY AND CIVICS LAWRKNCC IIIGII SCHOOL UNIVERSITY OK ILLINOIS G I R G J T trrlve ....................................................... IlllllllllllOlllllllllllieJIIIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIItllllOI1 C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3nilll1lllll3lllllllllllir3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3MIII1llllir Clin' Ixoscmanj illlllllOIIIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIIIMIIIIOIIimilllltOIIIIIIIIIIIIOHI Mrs. Caroline Killifer II.IJNOIS STATK NO� MAI. SCHOOL rXIVKRSITY RISINKHS SCHOOL George Bronson DIRECTOR OF ATHLETICS irraxa men school rXIVRMIITY OK II.I.INOIS Irene M. Doyle. A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN MATHEMATICS I’NI VERSIT Y OK IU.IXOI8 Irma Monohan, A.B. GIRLS PHYSICAL TRAINING INSTRUCTOR r.VIVKRSITY OK II.UXOIS Elsie Smith INSTRUCTOR IN MATHEMATICS s i aio IC3lllimillllC)IIIUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llltrillll1IC3IIIUtllllllC31lllir c IOI Thirteen ...... g Ofil'UUltU illC3lli:illlllllC3lllllllllll!C]lllltllllllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]lll!IIIIIIIIC2lll� i c 5 I I - 9 Ruth Cade INSTRUCTOR IN TYPEWRITING ILLINOIS STATE NORMAL CBM CITY nUSIXESS COLLKCB Mrs. Jackson MANAGER CAFETERIA Bessie O. Keller, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN MATHEMATICS UNIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS Florence Cary INSTRUCTOR IN COMMERCIAL SUBJECTS MILWAUKEE NORMAL SCHOOL METROPOLITAN nr.SINK.HS SCHOOL Lola D. McClurg, A.B. INSTRUCTOR IN BIOLOGY ANI) ALGEBRA URBANA HICII SCHOOL UNIVERSITY OK ILLINOIS E S □ c Fourteen jviuiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiimiiHiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiit ®ljc luiscmarg IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIII1IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC2ininilllllC3lll ITOY r’f r 4 |Pl|J T l ) flbff f r ♦ ' • IM v :! Harold 0. Dimick, A.B. BASKETBALL AND TRACK COACH W 11.11 AVI ETTE UNIVERSITY A. 0. Bennett. B.S. INSTRUCTOR IN MANUAL THAI NINO west terre iiaute men school INDIANA STATE NORMAL Mary H. Pendergast INSTRUCTOR IN ENGLISH I'XW EK8ITY or ILLINOIS Mrs. Fannie Mittan DEAN OF GIRLS Raymond Dvorak INSTRUCTOR IN MUSIC George H. Cheney. B.S., M.S. INSTRUCTOR IN CHEMISTRY UNIVERSITY OF MAINE UNIVERSITY OE ILLINOIS D. Wesley Thompson, B.S. INSTRUCTOR IN AGRICULTURE UNIVERSITY OE ILLINOIS f'iftrrn imiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiniiic3iiiiiiin .............................................................. Rosemary ■■■■nBWBniMiiii Mnaiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiinimmaii THE LONG TRAIL The trail stretches out ’neath the sheltering trees And the sun is blistering hot, Something beckons me on, like the twinkling of stars, It beckons me where,—I know not; The air is so still, not the stir of a leaf Breaks the silence which calls me away Toward the limitless west wher there’s naught but rest Peace and rest from day to day. There’s many a tie in the land that I left The ties of friendship and home, But I’ve answered the call that comes from within The call that makes me roam. It seems many years since that threshold I crossed, And passed out into the world, With my courage and heart bolstered up by the thought That my new-won banners were furled. Still the trail leads on, ever on toward the west; A river flows placidly by, The sun guides me on to a possible goal, From his mansion up there in the sky; I hurry along, and a lilting sweet song In strange melody pours from my heart, And fanciful shapes and pictures are made By the shadows under the trees. Now the sun rides along on the rim of the world, And a star twinkles there in the east, A fresh, sweet breeze, stirs the leaves of the trees, O’er all things there’s a calm, restful peace. The world lies before my awe-stricken eyes As I gaze from this bit of high ground, And a great understanding flows into my heart, From across the Great Beyond! Hazel Mae Hartle. L IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIMIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIIC3I C3IIIIIIIIII1ICIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIII1IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIUS Sirtren UJJfUJAJg 1 IC31IIHMl I! IIIII ICI o r 3 3 o3 fsq !sS ' 12 H H 3 ? r r?i-J n- «•ft- c � C 2 . a � r - ! 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I : Football Class. 3 : Gallagher. 2. Helen Catiiatine Werts And her complexion teas as the oldest and finest ivory. Literary Society. I : Carnival Stunt Committee. I; Basketball. 2. 8: Ahington High School. I. 2; 0| cretta. 2. Eugene Boyd Forker “Cheney” A woman’s only a woman, but an Omar’s a pood smoke. Rosemary Staff. 4 : Echo Staff. 4 Treasure Hun- ters. 3: Stop Thief. 4: Baseball. 1. 2. 4: Basket- ball Class. 4: Football. 2: Stunt Show. 1. 2. 4. Ramon Francis Maguire “Ra” Ha, we never knew you thouyht that far. Literary Society. 2 : Ring. Pin and Invitation Committee. 4 : Stunt Show. 2. t : Calendar Editor 4 : K. S. K.. President. 4 : Class Football 2. 3: Treasure Island. 3 : Stop Thief. 4 ; Bulbul. I : Treasurer of Class 1. Irma Gertrude Shaff Oh Irma, be careful, those red lips and black hair are a dangerous com- bination. Decorating Committee. S. K. Committee: French Play. 1 : Stunt Show. 1. 2': Operetta. 3: Treasure Hunters: Echo Representative. 4. 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Linton Hoik Flock in An original little bear with a jolly air. g I Pearle Helene Burdick “Dick” (Ireat Jonathan Edwards! Girls there’s a wan S. K. 4 : Literary Society. 1. 2. X. Phoebe It toys to be The Tre� hure Hunter� ”. Bemis independent OIIU c 3 § 5 g a | a TtrCMtu-onr JIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII 1IIIIIIC3II1UIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIII1C3III 3� 051'llUU‘U 3IIIIIIIIII! e3lllinilllllC3lllllllllll; 3IIIIIIIIHIIC3imilllllllC3llltllllllllC3l Fred Harmon Corray He who serves quietly deserves more credit Class Will. 4 : Class Baseball. 2. 3: Basketball. I : Banquet Committee. I : K. S. K.. I. Ida Becker “Becker” Wicked eyes and a spirit that dares Literary Society. 1. 2. 3: Junior Senior Party Committee. 3. 4 : S. K. Dance Committee. I : All- School Party Committee. 3; Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3. I : Better Knjrlish Play. Roland Manning “Roily” He’s such a boyish, “hale fellow weli- met youuy chap. Stunt Show Committee. 3 ; Class Baseball. I : Class Basketball. 2 : Class Football. 2 : Stunt Show I. 2: Bulbul 4: Cham� School. 4. Mary Margaret Smith “Wuzzy” Here’s to the boys, who double our joys. Literary Society. I. 2. 3. 4: Junior-Senior Recep- tion Committee. 3: All School Party. 3: Junior- Sophomore Committee. 8 ; S. K. Party Committee. Stunt Show Committee. 1. 2. 3. 5 Frank Homfeld We wish he’d let us know him, for he looks like a dandy chap. Class Basketball. 2. 4 : Class Football. 3. I. c S 1UIIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll(3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]llllllllllll(3llllllllilllilC3IIIIIMIIIIIC3llllllllllll(3ll jiiiiimciiiuiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiicBiiiiiiiiiiiaiiimminciiiiii Tirruln-tiru .. IIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3.IIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIINIIIIC3.................. II(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3U£ “'“(3111111..... CL be Ixnsemani mmiiaiimiiiiMaiM........................................ uni i Ruth Esthkh Sperling She qets her lessons well in the shortest time. Marian Olive Coon Aye, and she’s a buxom, bonnie lassie. Literary Society, I. Lawrence Warren He is wise that is wise to himself” Literary Society. 3. 4 : K. S. K.. I. Mildred McCurdy “Mid” .Xo use, bo. I’m taken!! Elsie Margaret Rein holt There are liqhts and fires in her dark eyes that only the wise shall know. Operetta. I. T irnil u-tk rcr JIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIUtll!IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllillllC3IM l{oSPUt8ni JUIIIIIinilCJIIIIIIIIIIIIt3lllllllllllt3llllllllllllt3IIIIIIIIIUIC3lllll«imit3li% ■� ■ ' � t „ ; MM1 IW, - Josephine Boner “Jo Oh! it takes Jo Boner to yet things done Literary Society. 1. 2. 3; S. K.. 4 ; Glee Club. I : Class Debate. 1. 2. 3: Stunt Show, 3: Junior-Sen- ior Reception, 3; Junior-Sophomore Party. 3: Operetta Committee. 3: Carnival Committee. 3. I : Varsity Debating. 2: Assistant Editor Echo. 3: Editor in Chief Echo. I : Hatchet Oration, 3. I: Alpha Sigma Uho. 3, 3. 4: Treasure Hun- ter� 3 : Happiness 3 ; BulBul . 4 : Class Pres- ident. 3 : Banquet Committee. 4. Hugh Binyon “King” The man who coins Urbana’s pep H. Y. I : K. S. K.. 4: Junior-Senior Party Com- mittee. 4: All-School Party Committee. 4: Class Swimming Team. 2: Class Basketball. 3: The Charm School . 4: His Ladies Choice : Stunt Show. 1. 2. 4: French Play. 2: English Play. 4: Stop Thief”. 4 : Cheer lender. 4 ; Photo Editor Rosemary. Francis Martin “Frank” Oh the light that lies in Francis’s eges and lies and lies and lies. Literary Society. I. 2. 4: Stunt Show. 2. 3. 4: All School Party Committee. 3. 4 : Sophomore Party Committee. 2 : Play Committee. 3: S. K. Party. 4: Junior Senior Party Committee. 3. 4: Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3. 4: Historian 3: S. K 4: Treasurer 4 : Charm School. 4. Philo Blair .4 m air of condescention and cleverness proclaims him an aristocrat Washington H. S. 1.2: Latin Club. 1 : Literary Society, 3. 4; Hi Y.. 3: Junior-Senior Reception. 4; Junior Sophomore Party. 3: Carnival Com- mittee. 3. 4 ; K. S. K. 4 : Assistant Business Man- ager Rosemary: All School Party. 4; Junior-Sen- ior Party. 4. Helen Margaret Grimes “Grimsey” “Good taste is the flower of good sense” Literary Society. 1. 2: A. R. C.. 4: S. K.. 4: Carnival. 3. 4 : Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3. 4 : Pianist Commencement. 3; Committee Sophomore-Junior Party; S. K. Pin Cimmittee. Ttrrnlu-fout iiuiiiiiiiiinuu S iiitniuiuuiiiaiiMimiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiioiiuiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiitiin {] niK'l r 11 5 • 9 1IIII1IIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIMIIIIIK3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIMIIIIIIIIC3V E □ 9 1 Naomi Esther Wilson “Just be happy. Literary Society. I. 2. 3. I : A. It. C.. 2 : S. K.. 4 : Program Committee All School Party, I : Baskot- liall. 1. 4: Stunt Show. 3; Class Treasurer. 2. Basil Brune When there is a will, there's a way Class Debate. 1. 4 : Baseball Class. 1 : Basketball Class I : Stunt Show 1 ; Class Treasurer 1. Merle Marie Ogden Messed is the neat woman for she shall nave a husband. Newman High School. '18: Literary Society. I. 2. I. Frank Mason Corray A good temper winneth well, even the women. Class Basketball. 1 : Basketball. 2. 3: Varsity Basketball 4 : Track 4 : Football.. Varsity. 4 : K. S. K.. 4. Mary Virginia C. MacAuley So wise, so young, so different she can not live long—single. Charm School: High School in 3 years. IClIlllllilllCB C s 6 2 T trmlU’firr IIIC3llllllllllltClllllllllllllC3lllllllllll3lillli:il!IIC}lllllllllllini!llllllllll 5 (ihe l 05lHUanj IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II.-1IIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIII!IC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIJ ?ftllUIIIIIIIIIIII(2IIIIIUIIIII(3llllllllllll(3llllllllllll[]IIIIIIIIIIIIIC3ll C Margaret Oldfather “Margo” Serious and brilliant and lovable Eastern Hitch School. Washington. I). C.. ’18: Literary Society. I. 2. 3. 4: A. R. C.. 2. 3: S. K. I. President. I ; All School Party Committee. I: Stunt Show. 4 : Carnival. 4. 9 Howard Allyn “Guffy” When I was a sailor boy—Oh! Min. Virginia Thornsburg With her friendly smile comes the lure of vampish eyes. Literary Society. 2. 3. 4 : Vice President 3 : Stunt Show Committee. 2: Bulbul. I : Vice President. Class 1 : Hitch School in 3 years = 5 9 9 Ina Thompson To sit and read with a book of mine. And let the rest of the world go by. Nelson Davis “Snowball” If a tjood natured grin get one to heav- en Snowball will be there. Stunt Show. :i. | I IC3lllltlllllllClllllllllliC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllll! iiiNOMManJ T icrnt u-nis gnoMiaHUiiamiiiiiHncxiiiiuiiiuniiiicsmiitunMcanMniiiiaw i (L Ii C 1 ll5CUUIHI wmmxmmutMimmvmmm.. 5 c | 8 I 8 9 a Grace Hiser Maiden with such meek brown eye� , like the dusk in the evening skies. Literary Society. I. 3. 4. Carl Shrieber “Dizzy” Always turning up everywhere to say anything to everybody. Literary Society. 3. I : Carnival 3 : Football. 3: Treasure Hunter: Cuckoo’ Nest: Stunt Show. 1. 2. Ruth Dorothy Peabody Straight and smart and mighty pretty, but if you’ll ask me she’s a wee bit “Dizzy. Literary Society. 1. 2. 3. 4. Claude L. Jones With a knack of making things. Ili-Y. 1 : Stunt Show. 1. Daphne Hutson “She moves a goddess and looks a queen” Kenton Hijrh School; Hallowe’en Committee. 3: President Class. 1. 2: S. K.. 4 : The Charm School 4. T ii'rnl u-urrru OKI..IKWIIIIIRIliH.............. 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C.. 3. 9 a s a mntji lam IC3llllimilllCilllUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllltC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3mnr T tren ly-ninr JIC]lllllltlllllUllllilllllllt]lllilllllllllllllllllllinilllllllllll{]lllllllllll|[ (Elie Ixoscntaru c iiiC3iii:ii:iiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiMii!iC3iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiuiiiitC2in i e e e � 1 Lois Ione Hotchkiss Verily, lone, it is icell yon should revel in that glowing hair of yours. Literary Society I: Committee. All-School Party I. Heber Williams All great men are dying; I don’t feel well myself. Violet Root “VP She’s a clever, vivacious little person. Literary Society. 1. 2. 3. 4: Basketball. I. 4: Stunt Show 1. 2. 3: Carnival. 3. I: Gym. Dem.. 1. 4 : Vice President. 2. Robert Carl Rose “Bob” He bluffeth, my word, how he bluff eth! Literary Society. I. 2: Baseball. I: Stunt Show. 2. 3: Class President. 3. Esther Margaret Harding A lot of oddity, a little jollity; A keen mind and a kind heart. Literary Society. 1. 2. 4: Captain Ball. 2: Volley Ball. 2. g c 5 5 c = a □ :: g IC3llll!ltlllflCIIIIIIIIIC3llllltllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llll IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIHIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIiailC3l Thirty J4JIC3lllll!IIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll3lllllll!IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3l!llllllllir £ 3. 0 I'UUl t II I C 9 IIIIIIIIC3llllllllimC3MIIIIIIllllC3ll IIIIIIIIIIIIC3linilllltlie3l!llllllllllC3lll 1 Ralph Waldo Freeman “Stubb” Deejtest ttvers make least din. 5 literary Society. I. 2. 3; Banketlmll Cla . 2. 3. Captain 3: Basketball Vnr ity. � : Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3: K. S. K.. I. Gladys Hernice Fiscus ‘Vireat feelings has she of her own which denser souls shall never know. CIasm Basketball. 2: Literary Society. Henry Franklin Thornes If only he’d commit murder, or fall in love or get raging mad, we’d love him forever. Basketball Class. I : French Play. 1 Elenor Lois Busch The top of good com nmy l«akc View H. S.. 1. 2: Allegheny H. S. 3 : S K. I : Literary Society. I : Basketball I : S. K. Banco Committee I : Bulbul 4. Herbert John Sloan He looks awfully innocent—but Oh! my. Literary Socic-ty. 1 ; Stunt Show. I, Thirtv onr (Elie 1 n ' V. «5 a 2 2 5 Ola Prough “Smile mid the world smiles with you' Volley IShII. I, 2: Operetta. 3: Trwtturc Hunter� . 5 2 Ethel Johnson Always in a meek, small voice she speaks. a Eitel Elrado Stock will g When is the end of study? Let me know. Literary Society. 1. 2. 3 : Cln � Hnxeball. 2: Cln� � Basketball. 2. 3 : Cln� � Football. 2. 3 : Stunt Show I. 2. 3: Bulbul. Operetta. 2 :: Elsie May Wells llnshful and morose with a flash of humor. Mildred Barber “Mid” A girl wlio’d help you out of a scrape Cln Bnxketbnll. 1. Thirty-tiro iiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiic� iinimiiin iiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiii(ic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3imiifiimcnuiiiiinnaHiRiM«mcnNiniiHiiniiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiniMiiiiiiMiniiiiiBiiiic]i (Die Ixnscnutni � Z — Dorothy Rachel Mosier “Dot” She isn't a star, she isn’t a swirl, she’s simply a sweet-faced, all-around girl. Santa Barbara High School: Literary Society. 1. 2, -I : Basketball 2: Stunt Show. 2. I : A. R. C.. Treasurer. 2: Exchange Editor Echo. I. Lowell Hissong If those blue eyes and that chin and that 189 jtounds yet set, the world cati’t move him. Class Baseball. I; Class Basketball. I. 2. 3. 4: Football. Varsity. 2. 3. 4. Rachel Mae Watchorn “Rache” Oh! Rache is a keen woman, but she’s a wee bit hippy. Society Editor Champaign Moliculi: Stunt Show: His Indies Choice: Charm School. 4; Champaign High School. George Willard Hadlock Determination is success HI. Y. : K. S. K.. 4 : Baseball Class. I : Basket- ball Class. 3 : Class Track. 2 : Carnival. 2. 3. Helen Irene Horning Ways and a charm that are all her own. Emmcrsonian Society. ic]iiiimiiiii()iiiiiiimiit3mr£ Thirty thrrr ii(]iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiMiiiniiiiifiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii n (The ixosrmanj 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllliailllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]llllllllll(ICn H 9 I iv l Mahle Laughlin “When joy and duty clash let duty go to swash. Kulbul. I: Ambi� Hisrh School. ‘18: S. K. I. Wilma Etta Thornton “Will” Well doggonit, I can’t help liking Will Literary Society. I : Prcxidcnt Claxx. 2: Sadorux High School. S. K. 4. 1 George Willis Still He has the most provoking way of calm- ly ignoring you. Literary Society. I: Treasurer. I: Stunt Show. I. 5 1 s; 1 Florence Mary Cole To know her you should see her swim. Literary Soci« ty. 1 : ItHxketball. 4. Nina May Byers Far from the maddening boys she stands apart .........ioaiwn«iiMiwtiiiMciiMimiwnBWwwKiiiiiwwwt3i� wwMDit§ sioiiiiiiiiiiiiciiiinniiiiini Thirty-four auui CJIIlfC- cuniu r i Si SMniiiniiiaiiiiiiiiMHcsuHiiiniimiiiiiiiiiiiicsiinnniiiustiiiiiiiiiii (Elie 3Rosemaru Lucille Nicolet “Shorty” Oh! what's the use of being little unless you can be a little flirt? Literary Society. 1. 2. 3. I : A. R. C.. 3 : S. K.. I: All School Committee. 3: Junior-Senior Reception Committee. 3; Junior Senior Party. 4: Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3. Samuel Carl Walker Ain’t it fierce to be lonesome. Glee Club. 2. I : Stunt Show Committee. 3 : Bas- ketball Class. 3: Varsity B-B. 4: Stunt Show. 3: Vice President. 3: Granite City ilitrh. Lois Anderson “Sweeter than song of bird or hue or odor of blossoms” Literary Society I, 2. 3. I: S. K.. 4: Junior Sen- ior Reception Committee: Sophomorc-Junior Com- mittee : Carnival Committee. 4 : Clans Basketball. 2. 4: Volley Ball. 1. 2: Stunt Show. 1. 2. 3 Charles Himes Metzel “Chuck” An obliging and jolly youngster. Literary Society, I. 2. 3: Debate Varsity. 3: Bas- ketball Class. 3: Stop Thief. I : Bulbul. I : Stunt Show. 3. 4 : Charm School. 4. 1 Ada Leona Miller I genuinely sweet girl is a golden bless- ing. Literary Society. 2. 3. 4 ; Stunt Show Committee. I : Stunt Show. 2. 3. 4. C r 01CJIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llltllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3l IIUC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3 Thirty-nix ii(]iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiitiiiiiitii...niuniiiiiiiiioi (£(n 3 0S£UUirU ,,,l,,,,aw,,l,l, c,ITOn,IM™a,,,,MI,,,a||,|,ll||,|W'MBU, ,o I M = 5 9 Ella Dee McDougle Sure kid, Ella’ game!! Literary Society. 2. 3. 4 : S. K.. 4 : (ilee Club. I : Stop Thief. 4. Anna Mae Lewis Quiet and thoughtful Warren Knotts “Behold the child by nature’ kindly laic, pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.” Literary Society. 2. 3. 4 : Stunt Show. 2. 3. 4. I l i Myrtle Grace Cribbet Beautiful thought are my companion . Cherrie Kathryn Malcolmson “Bim” The blush i beautiful, but sometime in- convenient. Literary Society. I. 2. 3 : A. R. C.. I. 2: S. K. 4: Secretary 4 : S. K. Dance Committee. I ; Stunt Show. 2. 4 : Carnival. 3. 4. 1UllUIIIIIIIIC3lllllllimiC3IIIIIUIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIOIIC3ll It c: 9 s; 5 9 a | 5 9 I :: Thirtihiu-vcn Iinij-Aijytj csiriiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiH 211111111111121111111111111 | § S 1 | 2 2 K uibiUwo : £ ||«qXo||OA -t ‘I n m S '?■ ‘qn|0 : t t ’Z 'I X3� !aog .Cmwjn .tjif III pi08 put) mill .1 1 Ul }J� 9((„ „a!PP°l„ ivaiaj anviv vmq Mofluu� iv mwuiunji •I Xa� u� «oa : � ujpi oj,| ojia m s J) : 5..JMMX ‘t M ‘-««MS 3 “«US ■ 7 |« � q« s M !H Muwqjn : ! i|ai|| UI O.I 'M)1!UIUI03 uj,| pun «uijj •UOI)K� l. 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K. 4. DeEtta Iona Greer Oh! You'd be surprised! Literary Society. I. 3. 1 Clarence Vest He dreams, and dreams, and thru he draws. Carnival Committee. 4: CImkx R-B. 4: School Play. 1 : Royal Hivrh School. Edith Louena P'oote Literary Society. 1. 2: Basketball. 1; Beloit. H. S.. Wisconsin. I0IIC3I Thirl i � «i nr Bll()IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC]tlllllllllllHltllllC]llllllllllltC]llllllllllll(]lll g CLllC luisnuaril siiiiiiiiiincsiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiisiiiiiiiiiiiicsiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiuimi! Ethel Grace Manspile Like the piquant, fragrance of a wild crab apple blossom. Sidney Hi«h School, '18. '19. ’20: Literary Society I: Silver Lininir. 3. Jack Young The good die young; but not the good looking. ClaH Basketball. 4; Stunt Show. 1. 8; Minstrel Show; Literary Society. 1. 2: Hi-Y. 1. 2. Helen Sager Williams Oh! Let's make a lot of friends. Whats the world for anyway? Literary Society 8 : S. K. Club. 3. Herschel Francis Strickland “Bones” Give me the wayward life its more ro- mantic Literary Society. 3 : K. S. K. 4 : Stunt Show Com- mittee. 1: Class Track. 1. 2: Stunt Show. 1. 2: Hi-Y. 1, 2: Carnival Committee. 2: Class Foot- ball. 1. 2: Carnival. 4: Class Basketball. 1. 2. 3. Zola Pearl Long Yet once more, oh ye rouge box and once more. Literary Society. 2. 3 : Stunt Show. 2: French Play. 2: Treasure Hunters. 3. Forty 3)iiicaiiiuiiiiuiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiim iiiiiiiaiiiiiiiuiu� iiiiiuiiiiic3iii (T[u' IxOSCUUU'U sniiiiiiiiiKJiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiimicaiiiniiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiicjuinimiiing Opal Simpson Oh! She is so very much grown up Ruth Lindley Why do they oil tease me? Literary Society. 2. S. 4: A R C.. 2. 3: S. K.. 4 : Cl Debate. 3: S. K. Committee. 4 : Bulbul. I : Carnival. 4 : Serjeant-at-arms. S. K. I. Joseph Jimenez “'Ttvus never meant that man should live alone. Hazle Mae Hartle Heaven help the hold-up man who tack- les you. S. K. 4 ; Literary Society. 3. I. Kitty Hedwig Kempner Oh, you little brotvn-eyed kid, who thinks you are grown up. Literary Society. I. 3. 4: A. R. C.. i. 3: Varsity Debate. 3. I: Clasts Debate. 3 : Carnival 3 : Stunt Show. 1 ZlUIUI IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIII1C3I IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II Pull !� • « iioniiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiic}iiiiiiiiiii3iiHniiiiioiiiiuiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii l nsemaril (HU iic]iiiiiuiiiiac3iiiiiiiuiimujuiiiiiauiic3iiiiiiiiii!ic3iiiiiiiiiiiicaa Edna Lynnette Boucher “Eddie” To hear her laugh is to love her A. II. C.. 1. 2: S K.. I: Literary Society I. 2. 4: Stunt Show 2. Kenneth Lloyd Smith “Kent” Here's a fine youngster of excellent pith. Faith tried to conceal him by naming him Smith. Baseball. I; Banket hull. Vanity. 2: Claw 1. 4: Football. 2. :s. I: Stop Thiof. I: Stunt Show. 1. I: Athletic Editor Rosemary: Senior Play. Charm School. Marian Courtney “Courtney” Mostly she's serious, but when she’s not her eyes sjtarkle with a bit of the old Nick, himself. Literary Society. 1. 2. 3 : Carnival Committee. 4; Basketball. 1 Esther Altare Curly black hair the wind can stir, and the charm of the Orient about her Lit. Sec.. : Clans Banket ball. 4. Blanche Wistuff “Who has lately assumed a business like air Forty-tuo icimiiiiiiiiiini milii..... M- . X -■• : ■ ?.S f. 3 re 0 H H. S' - y. • r ra =r-? “?s •4 2 3 If M � . 5 = IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIII imiiiiiiiiiiiic3i!tiniiiiiiimit3i P. 25 -I-3 5 pc - ► s Z; .a--- 5: = 35 (t a. • n • - r n gl 3 M S' r?2p .iicmim.. ({Jje HoSMltanj I 9 1 Charlks Stock will Once an athlete always a hern Leone Margaret Potter If we could raise the curtain of her re- tiring disposition and know her Virginia Baumgardner “Ginny” I wilful tose that's growing wild Victor Lyle Schilling When you look at him, you some how get the idea he knows a lot. Echo Board of Control. 2. 3: High Schol Reporter I. 2. 3: Echo KcprcMcntative. 2. 3. c 5 E Fori tt-iour (Elie luiscmartj ALL FOR MARY-ELLEN 33 SSS6I EE screen-door banged. Mrs. Wm. L. Hall turned over and moaned fretfully. Those boys were so noisy! If she wasn’t here flat on her back she’d get up and give them their three hundred and first scolding about it. Two sec- onds later she smiled in spite of herself—it wasn’t the boys, it was Mary-Ellen. “I’m Shy’ came filtering through the prickly heat of early summer in a clear doub- le quick whistle, slightly weak on the high spots. Click!—Crash!! Mrs. Hall started up and then collapsed with a sigh. It was only a varied assortment of pots and pans tumbling to the kitch- en floor. Mary-Ellen was making fudge. Footsteps hurrying to and from—running water—a spoon beating against the sides of the pan—a rattle on the back porch,—then silence till Mary-Ellen reached the music room—and bedlam. The fudge took its own good time in cooling. Finally silence reigned once more in the music room as Mary-Ellen betook herself to inspect her late culinary venture. There was a scraping of pans—a rustling of paper and candy boxes—another slam of the screen- door—departing automobile wheels. Mrs. Hall sighed again—Mary-Ellen was so thoughtless! She must speak to her about it—must try now for her own good—while—she—was—young—(she trailed on into nothing- ness)—“Mother was asleep. The rays of the late afternoon sun grew longer and more slanting; they soon became low enough to steal beneath the closely drawn blinds of the sick room, forming a golden halo about the pepper-and-salt mixture of her hair. It played upon the relaxed white hands and the sharp, thin, worry- lined face of the sleeping woman. There was a faint smile on her lips and the wrinkled brow, the high cheek-bones, deep-set eye-lids, and every time- harshened feature were softened and made radiant by the mellow sunlight. A girl had entered the room and stood gazing at the picture. She hardly breathed. “Poor mother!’’ she thought to herself, “I wonder how much she has go out of life. Always slaving for us and now—there!” It was Lee Hall, exact replica of her father in face and gesture. Lee had graduated from high school a year before and was now contributing to the family pocketbook by acting as public stenographer in their little town. She had wanted to continue her education in the college there but her overworked mother had collapsed one day and was ordered to bed by the family doctor. So Lee, as the eldest, had taken upon her ample shoulders the problem of keeping Mary-Ellen in school. Mary-Ellen had taken it as a matter-of-course. She helped Lee with the house-work after school hours. She would repay them all some day, anyway. Lee tiptoed softly from her mother’s room and went down to the kitchen. She mechanically put the lid on the sugar bin, the milk in the ice box, and stacked the dishes and pans in the sink until after supper. She swept the kitchen and fed the cat. Her head ached. She was too tired to think. It had been such a hot irritable day at the office. She sat down in the backporch steps in a dull apathy of weariness. The kitchen clock struck five. She dimly wondered where Mary-Ellen could be, But Mary-Ellen had often not appeared until the last minute, or had taken supper elsewhere and forgotten to phone. Mary-Ellen was so forgetful. It was her last year in High School and she was very popular. All the pretty, winsome, irresponsibility of a butterfly was entwined in her Forty-fire ic]iiiiiiiiimoiiiiiiiniiic)iiiiiiiiNiiNiniiimiaiiiuiiiiHit]miiiiiiiii( (EI] l' OSCUtilt U iiitjiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiitjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitjiiiniiiiiiitjiiiiiiiiiintjin light hearted youthfulness. When she did stop to think about it, no one could be more loving or generous than Mary-Ellen, but she did not often think about it. Lee and the boys ate alone after Lee had taken a tray to her mother. 'I he boys went out to play ball and she took a mending basket to her mother’s room and sewed. It was soon dark and the boys came in and went to sleep on the floor. She dragged them to bed and decided to go to bed early herself, so leaving the door unlocked for Mary-Ellen she did up her hair in curl-papers and tumbled into bed. Sometime during the night she heard the front door slam and wondered why Mary-Ellen could not be a little less noisy so late at night. In the morning she paused at Mary-Ellen’s door before leaving: “Tis most eight o’clock, Mary-Ellen, you’ll be late to school.” No answer. “Mary-Ellen ’, she pushed the door open gently and then gasped in utter consternation. Mary-Ellen was conspicuous by her absence! The bed had not been touched since the night before. The room was in its usual disorder. She went to the boys’ room and shook them. “John! Floyd! she ejaculated fiercely. “Do you know where Mary- Ellen went last night”? John rubbed hi seyes: “Why don’t you ask her yourself?” he de- manded indignantly, “G’wan an’ lemme sleep!” But Floyd proved suddenly voluble. “Ye—eh!” he drawled scorn- fully. “She made some fudge and wouldn’t give may any—(hastily)—I didn’t want any of her ol’ candy anyway. An’ then Clark Rasey came along in his “Marmon ’ and took her to a party or carnival or sumpin’ at the high school. Gee! but I wish I had a slick pompadour like his’n,” he added irrelevantly. “His”, Lee corrected mechanically while her brain did double duty after Mary-Ellen. She phoned the office and then went to see Mrs. Rasey. Now Clark Rasey was one of the wealthiest and most head-strong boys in school and Lee felt rather timid about going to his home, but it was a case of Mary-Ellen so she did. When she arrived, Clark’s mother was almost in hysterics. She knew nothing beyond the fact that Clark had taken Mary-Ellen to the high school the day before. When she discovered that Lee knew no more about it than she did, she immediately grasped the tel- phone to tell the police. Her hand arrested as it raised the receiver— “Honk!—Honk!—Ho-o-nk !” They both dashed out the door. There was the “Marmon”. There was Clark Rasey—beaming! There was Mary-Ellen, a little frightened but starry eyed and clinging to Clark! Lee opened her mouth but no words came. “We re—we’re married!” Clark blurted forth boyishly, triumphantly. “And I’m not going to college—you can go, Lee,” chimed in Mary- Ellen joyously. “But—but—why you're only infants!’’ choked Lee helplessly, as she supported the very limp Mrs. Rasey. The “infants smiled in all the unfathomed wisdom of youth, for Mary-Ellen had solved many things—including herself. Loueva Foote. iit]iiMMitiiiiniiiiiiiMiiiciiniiiiimi(jiiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiii: 3lllltlllllllCIIIIIIIIIC3lllllll1IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllinillliailllllllllllC3IIHfii Foity.nir '4JIC3IIIIIIIIII1IC3IIIIIII1IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII 3lllllllllllir3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllt (Elii' luiscnuirg lllllllIC3IIIIIIIIII1IC3IIIIIMIIIIIC3II IllllllllllltJIIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIIIIIOII'i THE AIMS OF EDUCATION i 5 R 8 R C B VERY high school should have the following seven aims: Health of the students, command of fundamental process- es, vocational efficiency, home-making, worthy use of leis- ure, good citizenship and ethical character. We, who are best acquainted with Urbana High School, know that here no effort is spared to attain these ends. Health is aided by a modern ventilating system with automatic temperature regulations in each room. Urbana puts out athletic teams which are a match for any in the state; but while only a few can be on the teams, all students have equal opportunity to develop physically, by exercise in the gymnasium and swimming pool. In high school one is taught the fundamental processes. He is in- structed in the subjects which are indispensable to higher education. Be- sides the subjects themselves, he learns how to study, how to develop his powers of concentration, and how to improve his English. A high school should plan for vocational efficiency so that its grad- uates may be able to enter some business or profession and compete with others. In this school, we have manual training for the boys, domestic- science for the girls, and very practical courses in agriculture and com- merce. Added to these are courses in music, art, and the regular school studies. Training in home-making is another important sphere of high school education, for every one expects to have a home of his own some day. In association with other students one learns to be agreeable to his com- panions in the home. In the courses in domestic science, efficiency in the various household duties is cultivated; and in the courses in art, decorat- ing the home and the planning of furnishings is studied. In high school one learns to employ his leisure time to a good advan- tage for he begins to enjoy the best of music, art and literatue. One ac- quires new friends and learns how to select his companions because of his high school experience. It is said that politicians are more honest than formerly because in school the citizens have learned the principles of good government and the necessity for thoughtful voting. The Civics and American History classes have a great part in determining our principles. Here too, we learn to have a regard for public property and the rights of others. In high school the rich man’s son and the poor man’s son have practically the same ad- vantages and thus a more democratic spirit is fostered. Individual standards of conduct are largely determined by high school experience. Every student learns the art of cooperation with his fellow beings, which is one of the most important purposes of a high school education, for without cooperation there would be no civilization. We, the Class of 1922, consider ourselves fortunate indeed in having attended a school in which such high standards have been maintained. Although at times we may have felt rebellious and indisposed to study, we are fully convinced that for us the past four years have been very profit- able as well as enjoyable ones. And now, it is with hearts full of hope and gratitude, mingled with regret, that we as members of the Class of ’22 bid farewell to our friends and teachers of the Urbana High School. Chester W. Bennett, Valedictorian. c 5 (in IC3IIIIII1IIIIIC IIIUIIC3llll1IIIIIIIC3llllllMIIIIC3llllllll!IUC3IIIIIIIIIIUC3!lli; Fort !� •««• rrn stiKSiiiniiiiinaiiiiiiiiiincsiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiuiiiniinMiiiiitcjiiiintiiiiic (T|if BKlISCUUU'U ■ncsiniiiimiicsnnaiiniiCMiiiiiiNiiiinmicsiiiintiiiiicnniiiiiiincsfnje 5 v ■ § SALUTATORY c 1 1 Parents, Teachers, and friends; the Class of ’22 salutes you. VERY member of the Senior Class gives a cordial welcome to you on this our night of graduation. For four years we have called Urbana High School our school; for four years we have fought Urbana’s battles and sung Urbana’s loy- alty song; for four years we have thraversed Urbana’s halls and absorbed Urbana’s learning. In these years we have acquired a foundation upon which to build our char- acters and develop our minds. Our life in Urbana High School has taught us many things besides lessons from our books. We have learned to co-operate with those with whom we do not agree and to yield to and respect authority. Our life in Urbana High School has taught one thing which if learned thoroughly, is itself worth four years of work—it has taught us to be game, to lose bravely, and fight again. But after tonight the phase of our lives in which High School plays an important part is past. Next year all will be different. There will be new environments new friends to make, new problems to solve, and new loyalty songs to sing. The problem of High Schools is to send out graduating classes year after year who have higher ideals and keener perceptions than the classes of preceding years, in order that the good to socity may be relatively greater. If Urbana High School has accomplished its purpose, we believe that the class of ’22 is well fitted to cope with the problems of new environ- ments; that the class of ’22 will make good. Since we have been able to reap the values of high school life, we should appreciate the efforts of those who have made this life one hundred per cent good. When I think of the gratitude we owe our parents for the many things they have done to make our life pleasant and worth-while while in high school, two pictures come to my mind—one of a mother, and a tired mother too, working late at night on a costume which her daughter needs for some high school event. The work requires ingenuity and pa- tience but the mother is smiling—and then there is a picture of a father telling his son the values of athletic training in high school and finally con- vincing him to stick to it. Little practical things—these, but after all the things we should most appreciate. Our teachers and parents have done their part; the rest lies with us and in us. We must carry on; we must make good. For we really appre- ciate and appreciation must be proved. So, parents, teachers, and friends, we welcome, heartily welcome you to the last class meeting of the Class of ’22. Nora Null. 5 5 iiii(iiiiiiiiic)iiimiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii()iiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiit]iiiifi L Forty-right aMiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiicsiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiuiiiiicaiiitiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiti 5 II;r luiscntanj llllltlOIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3ll1IIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllltlC3lll HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF NINETEEN TWENTY-TWO I ASHINGTON Irving says that to give a complete and au- thentic history of a race or nation, the historian should begin with the beginning of time. So, to make a complete and authentic history of the Class of ’22 it is necessary to begin with its birth, to go back to the very beginning in an endeavor to show its marvelous growth and development. In order to make this history as clear as possible it shall be divided into four parts, the first of which is: PART I—Ancient History The Class of ’22, in the beginning, was made up of many small tribes. All during the prehistoric age of the grades these small tribes struggled in an endeavor to surpass one another. Then came the dawn of civilization, the entrance into high school. The tribes came into contact with each other more and more, and grad- ually, with the advance of civilization, they began to see the folly of their former petty quarrels and to feel that union was necessary to growth. Finally the tribes were called together in one large meeting, and the king and his advisors were elected to regulate the affairs of the Class of ’22, as this nation was to be called. They were as follows: Byrns English, Fran- ces Webber, Ramon Maguire, Basel Brune, and Catherine Barr. Old rose and gray were chosen as national colors. Each year a great contest was held among several nations to see which could provide the most original, artistic, and clever entertainment in the form of a little play. This contest was known as the Stunt Show. The Class of ’22 was asked to take part. Stewart Wright, with helpers, was chosen to compose the stunt and Miss Lowenstern was asked to help present it. The result of their efforts was “The Family Album”. A prize was offered for the best stunt and much to the surprise of all, the Class of ’22 received first place. It was the first time that such a young nation was successful over older ones. Thus, gradually, this new nation began to show its strength, to pass from the experiments and tentative beginnings of the first chapter to the greater growth and success of: PART II—Medieval History. The Class of '22 was ruled during this period by a queen, Frances Webber, and her councilors: Violet Root, Catherine Barr, Esther Wilson, and Ruth Hackley. The first big event of this period of history was the great spectacle above mentioned as the Stunt Show. Stewart Wright, who was serving his country through another period of history, was again asked to help produce a stunt. Miss Ricketts was his valued assistant in the compo- sition and presentation of “In Gnoman’s Land.” All the other nations were again forced to bow to the originality and cleverness of this young nation, for the Class of ’22 was victorious. We know that every great people has encouraged the physical develop- ment of its youth; and so it was with this powerful young nation. Early in its history it began to excell in sports, and so the Basketball champion- ship became theirs. Being a progressive nation, the Class of ’22 felt that its girls should be allowed athletic recreation, so a Captainball team was formed. The girls immediately proved their ability by winning first place in a contest which was held among the nations. :: - J Forty-ninr Iic3iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiic2iiiiiiiitiiic3iiiiiiiiiiu ®I;C JxOSCUUini ........................................................................................iiiiniiiiiiiiiiutiiimiiiiiiiui Do not think this nation frivolous, for it devoted much time to more serious pursuits of which we shall speak now. A nation, to be great, must have great orators, and we do not wonder at the fame of the Class of ’22 when we notice the names of those who spoke for it. Emily Put- nam, Nora Null, Josephine Boner, and Basil Pollit showed their powers of persuation and logic by winning the Frailey Debating cup in a contest with orators from three other nations. And so ends the second period, leaving the Class of '22 at the head of the nations. We watch with interest the events of: c I PART III—Modern History Again a queen, Josephine Boner, ruled over the Class of '22. Her ministers were: Omar Allman (who was succeeded by Carl Walker), Sylva Harter, Genevieve Gere, and Frances Martin. The festival of the period just preceding dims in the glory of those given in modern times. First came the festival celebrating Hallowe’en. It was a most magnificent affair, for another nation joined with the Class of ’22 in giving what was known as the “Junior-Senior Party. The Stunt Show again held everyone’s attention. Roland Manning was chairman of the committee and Miss Ricketts once more served the Class of 22 in the stunt called “What Dreams Are Made Of. The Class of ’22 received second place. The orators of this period were not less excellent than were those of the preceding age. Nora Null, Josephine Boner, and Ruth Bindley won the Frailey Debating cup for the Class of ’22. This period, though perhaps not so great in itself as some of the former ones, was great' in that it was preparation for the achievements of PART IV—Twentieth Century History Monarchies, as we all know, have quite gone out of style in the twen- tieth century. So the Class of ’22, not wishing to be unfashionable, el- ected a President, Omar Allman, and his Cabinet, Nora Null, Sylva Har- ter, Ruth Savage, and Ruth Hackley. Although the Class of ’22 now took its place with the older nations, and considered itself very wise and sophisticated, it still clung to some of the customs and traditions of former centuries. Therefore it again took part in the Stunt Show. The stunt which was produced by Ruth Towle, chairman, and her committee of four, was called, “Which? Miss Rick- etts, “who had helped to make possible the excellent record which the Class of ’22 had held in this field, again gave her valuable assistance in the pro- duction of the stunt. The Class of ’22 received second place. The oratorical contest which took place in this century was given the more modern name of debating. Basil Pollitt, Charles Metzel, Basel Brune, and Virginia McAuley were the debaters of this period. They were able to maintain the excellent record established by former orators, and won the Frailey Cup for the third time. One of the main characteristics of the twentieth century is the prog- ress of women in every field, and this progress was made manifest by the girls of the Class of ’22. A team of which Maragaret Birchard was cap- tain won first place in a basketball tournament which was held between the nations. Thus the Class of ’22 has established itself as a leader and a power among nations. What the members of this nation will do in future only time can tell, but after the perusal of this history one would naturally ex- pect them to continue the path of success and leadership. Ruth Hackley. c c I Fiftw 3iiiiC)iiiiiiiiiiioimiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiii}iiiiiiiiiiiiC)i 101.11111.1111 Jxnscntarg NMOMIIIlMCMiainilCMniMtlOIIIIMMKMMNIIMaM I THE STATISTICAL REPORT OF THE CLASS OF TWENTY-TWO O mention the word statistics, brings to the mind figures. Therefore in this report we will deal with figures, chiefly. Speaking of height, that is one thing that this class has plenty of. After twelve hours, thirty-minutes, and twen- ty-six seconds of calculation, it was found that the aver- age height of the class was five feet, three and two-tenths inches. Multiplying this figure by one hundred and thir- ty-six, the number in the class, we get the astounding figure of six hundred fifty nine feet, six inches. It has been calculated that Nora Null could raise a balloon to the same height after she has gotten all “het up” in a debate. The next thing that can be dealt with in figures is ages. The ages at this very minute range from fourteen years, ten months, and four days, to twenty-four years, one month, and fourteen days There seems to be very little competition for the honor of senior baby. This honor goes to Miss Helen Werts, although by her actions one would take her to be per- fectly normal. Fred Corray is the father of us all. The number of humorists in the class is quite annoying. There are, out of a class of one hundred thirty-six, one hundred and thirty-five who think themselves funny. The other one really is funny. The person now under discussion is no other than George Still. If anyone doubts this— well, just ask him yourself; he’ll admit it. Another question that is almost as important as the Genoa Conference itself is that of the flapper. There are eighty-seven girls in the class, and out of this number there are twenty-three with bobbed hair. Not so bad. Yeh ! but not so good. In the winter time, when the snow is on the ground, any number of the eighty-seven girls could be seen on their way to school with old Doc. Perry's invention upon their feet. Mr. Perry called them Arties, but the fair sex have named them to their own liking. Ah! you know what I mean. Oh yes, another little thing that goes with bobbed hair is ‘‘ear bobbs.” There are forty-eight pairs in the senior class, the largest ones being owned by Midge Dunne and Ruth Price. It might also be of interest to mention that we have one girl, namely Jo Boner, who tries to go with two brothers at the same time. There are eleven members of the senior class who wear glasses, nine- teen members who wear shoes larger than ten, two boys graduating in short trousers, and thirty-eight girls who roll their own; and I’m not speaking of cigarettes. Eugene Forker. I B 2 L miioiMiiiiiiiiiutiiiiiiiiiiiiiini lOiiiiiiMiiiirmiiinnoiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiimiioiiiiiitiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiicjnin Fi t H-nnr iic3iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiitiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiimniiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiii (Die luisrnmru aiiiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiticaiitiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiicai I 1 THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT of the Class of 1922 of the School of Urbana, in the County of Champaign and State of Despair, made and published the ninth day of June, Anna Dominoes, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-two. The Senior Class of 1922, having lost both mind and memory, realiz- ing the uncertainty of life, and knowing full well that owing to the con- dition of Main Street, the reaper, with his deadly scythe disguised as a Ford, may strike us down at any moment does hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last Will and Testament in the manner following, that is to say: First : It is our will that our funeral expenses and all our just debts be fully paid from the proceeds of the dance given bv the S. K. and the K. S. K. Clubs. Second: We desire the High School chorus and orchestra to furnish the music for the obsequy. If this discord should fail to revive us, bring on the “Reverend”. Third: We request that members of the faculty act as pallbearers, this being their last chance to extend to us the lifting hand. Fourth: We desire that our final resting place be in the cinder pile back of the school building and sincerely hope that we do not end in a warmer place. Fifth: We wish Miletus LaFayette Flaningam to be master of cer- emonies providing he leaves his deck of cards at home. Sixth: We request that the only flowers used at our funeral be dande- lions from the school yard; and that these be picked by Harriet Bechtold and Ralph Douthit. Seventh: We leave the athletic ability of Red Allman, Tom Gorman, Charles Birdsell, John Hill, Lowell Hissong, Frank Corray, Stub Freeman, Ellsworth Nichols, Kenneth Smith, and Charles Stockwill, to Edward Jack- son. The following individuals being afflicted with Locomtor Attaxia and knowing that their days are numbered, make the following bequests: After careful thought and much consideration, Ramon Maguire makes a death bed statement warning all future seniors that seven dates each week is the cause of low marks on report cards. Eugene Forker bequeaths his surplus stock of concentrated nerve to the Junior class, providing that it be proportioned out to the entire class; it is far too heavy a load for one person. Ruth Price leaves her collection of chewing gum, amounting to four hundred and thirty seven sticks, to Helen Boyle. By using a writ of man- damus the gum will be found, secreted on the bottom of the front row desk in the history room. Mutt (Jill leaves three empty cigarette packages to Forest Roney. Chuck Birdsell bequeathes his ability as a javelin thrower to any one endowed with a cast iron head. Coupled with this he leaves to the same person the habit of sleeping in the station while his train pulls out. Helen Werts gives her haughty manner to Warren G. Harding. Lowell Hissong leaves his ability to eat six O’Henrys each day, to Dick Childers. Jo Boner wills her glistening black hair, her most prized possession to any one who thinks she can dress it in the manner to which it is ac- customed Basil Brune bequeathes his manly carriage and stride to Paul Miles. Fiftv-lno aiiiimiiiiicjir lllllllll1IC3lllllllll1IIC3lllllllllinC3!IIIIIIIIIIIC3 ........................................................................................................ l l15l'UKirU 'uuiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiimiiiiaiiuiiiiiiiiiiiicaiiinHuiiicjiiiiiiiniiiaig g � Roland Manning donates all his wordly possessions to Bernice Clink- enbeard. Nora Null wills the use of her pet expression, “Suffering codfish” to the Armstrong twins. VVe give Tom Gorman’s good looks and ability to charm the fair sex to Ed Green providing he uses the same more than Tom does. The faculty desires that Mildred McCurdy will leave her position as their taxi driver to any under-classmen who will undertake the impossible stunt of being at fourteen places at the same time. Ruth Towle wills three of the red headed boys who hang around the Towle residence to Luella Simpson; Ruth will still have four brilliants left. Clem Huffer wills his poetic talent to Albert Cord. I)e Etta Greer and Chuck Metzel do hereby give, leave, will, bequeath, and impose the use of the Cafeteria during the sixth period every day to Jake Judy and Nina Lemmon. Zola Long bequeathes her carefully selected beautifiers to Delores Hank. Bob Rose wills his readiness to argue upon any subject to George Rea. In view of the loitering in the halls which is becoming obnoxious, the Senior Class as a dying request, ask that J. B. Casserly donate the use of his high powered racing car to Helen Maguire and Jesse Prather. Frances Martin states that she has nothing to leave except Chuck Havens Carl Schrieber bequeathes his article published in the Echo on “cliques” to Miss Ricketts. Red Allman gives all chances of future dates with the girls he met at Charleston to Harvey Grey, providing Harvey lets him write to her twice a week. Kathryn Baird bequeathes her position as chief boy-fusser, which was obtained by a legacy from the Class of ’21, to Vernalee Burpo. Esther Harding leaves her ability to be first in line at the cafeteria each day to Lawrence Binyon, with the hope that Lawrence will regain his health and weight. George Mallow leaves with regret the use of the chair by the side of Miss Doyle’s desk; George has had a monopoly on this chair during the third and fourth periods. The Freshman Class requests that Midge Dunn leave her cheerful disposition to Miss Harshbarger. Finally, we hereby nominate, declare, and appoint Bill Trelease to be executed without bond of this, our last will and testament, hereby revok- ing all former wills by us made. In witness whereof, I hereunto set my hand and signet ring, the ninth day of June, Anna Dominoes, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-two. The above instrument consisting of two sheets was now here sub- scribed, by the testator, in the presence of each of us and was at the same time declared by him to be the last will and testament of the Class of ’22, and we at his request sign our names hereto in his presence as attesting witnesses. Habeus Corpus. Ada L. Miller. Nora 0. Null. Tom E. Gorman. Kathryn Baird. IOIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3I Fiflvlhri r (D|c Rosemary CLASS PROPHECY WAS scanning the Lost and Found ads in the New York Times a few months ago when suddenly there lumed before my eyes an ad that read somewhat like this: “Lost between midnight and daylight, some sleep. Kinder please notify Chuck Birdsell, New York City.” I began to wonder about all the other 127 members of the class of ’22. I decided that I would send out a questionaire to all the Seniors. It has been ten years since we parted from U. H. S. From the few replies which I received I found— Nora Null and Todie Petrot—Starving in Armenia. George Still—Singing base in a soprano oblagato. Hugh Binyon—Holding a beauty contest at the Cross Road Studio. Some of the most worthy contestants are Irma Shaft’, Violet Root, Kathryn Baird, and Urma Smith. Kitty Kempner—An interpretive dancer in the Follies of '32. Midge Dunn—Posing for Hole Proof Hosiery. Philo Blair—Still courting the ladies. Esther Harding—Has exiled herself to Turkey. Chester Bennett—Living a peaceful quiet life at Long Island, New York. Helen Werts is now the president of the Amalgamated Union of Boiler Makers but at the next election Frances Martin and Ida Becker are going to give her some keen competition. Carl Schriber—In partnership with the J. B. Casserly Soot Remover Company at Chicago, Illinois. Virginia Thornsburg—Has become quite a reformer. Some of her latest converts are Chuck Metzel, Clem Huffer, and Bob Rose. Hubert Sloan—After years of preparation in music schools is using his musical talents as an organ grinder, with Peg Birchard running along with him making monkey shines. They manage to take in a few sheckles a day. Virginia McAuley—A great orator traveling in the South lecturing on “How to be a renowned Speaker.” Omar Allman—Certainly made a lucky strike when he invested in a camel ranch at Trey Town Farm, with his office at 111 Pall Mall Building, Chesterfield Avenue. Mildred McCurdy—Still using her old car as a means of transporta- tion for all the teachers. Cheney Forker and Esther Altabe—For the last ten years have been courting their curls and they’re not through yet. Mabel Laughlin, Zola Long, Helen Scott—Attractive old maids. Raymond Bengtson is running a Calliope for a circus. Fred Cor ray—Is a noted teacher due to his experinece in High School. Ada Miller—We counted the buttons on Ada’s dress. They came out—Lawyer. 1UllllllltllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllll1IIC3llllllllllllillC3llltllllllllC3 t]iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiniiiC3i! fifty-four NIIUItllllMIIIOIII mm (HllC l 05entaru .................... John Hill—A floor walker in a Tony Tot’s Shop. :: Tom Gorman—After leading a most frivolous life in the U. H. S., Tom’s parents thought it wise that he devote the remainder of his life to the opportunities offered in Tolono. Ruth Savage—Trying to train furious lions in the jungles of Africa. Rasil Brune—Following his own intuitions on a farm in Kansas. With his mighty mind he has perfected a way of planting potatoes with onions. This makes their eyes water and in this way he doesn’t have to irrigate. Frank Corray—Curled up in Sleepy Hollow. Ruth Hackley—Getting lots of freckles on a ranch out west. Pearl Burdick, Janette Easterday, Luicle Nicolet, and Ruth Peabody, following the same pursuits as they did in their H. S. career. Ray Maguire—Life saver at Lake Geneva. Cherrie Malcolmson—In love with a Duke in England. Carl Walker—Making millions in his glass diamond factory. Rachel Watchorn—Cooking for threashers. Dorothy Mosier—Has a red-headed league of her own. Mary Schlicter, De Etta Greer, and Mildred Barber—Doing cos- nostics in a circus. Ruth Towle. c 5 if C —.- iiiiiiiiimiou ion� f'if I -fir, C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIII JIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3III BaOSCUIUVU lllllllllll,c IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIII}llllllllllllt]ll,l,miul(,,l,lll,ll,,IC]l HATCHET ORATION C Senior Orator: Josephine Boner. Junior Response: Kenneth Douglas. (We the hatchet orators, desire to give to Miss Ricketts the credit of puttting into rhyme the material furnished by us.) Josephine Boner Kenneth Douglas Senior: Full many a legend hath been told About this hatchet, wondrous old; Full many a song has found its way From olden times to the present day, Telling whence this emblem came; And every tale has added fame And interest to its mystic name. But careful research bared the truth Of ancient years to the present youth; And truth is stranger far, you know, Than all the hectic tales which grow in fertile minds, or man-made plot,— Imagined tales, with mystery fraught; But we shall tell you when ’twas got, And how it came to Urbana High, In those olden days, so long gone by. Before the white man came to tell, The wandering tribes of Kickapoo And Miama Indians lived here too; The Pottawatomies set their tent. And, as the seasons came and went, Returned to hunt the moose and deer Abounding on the prairies here. Before Urbana was a town, They brought their people, settled down And built their tents near Main and Race Where Palmer’s Grocery grows apace. A little further down the hill There bubbled forth, their thirst to still, A spring of water clear and cold, Tis near this old historic spot That C. N. Clark has a business lot. When first the white man hither came With thought this Indian land to tame The red men of the Kickapoo, And all the other Indians too, Bore keen resentment; Then they swore That they of sleep would have no more ’Till they had driven every man Of white blood out of this, their land. The Indian Chief, Chicagou, strove In vain; the white man throve. He throve in spite of trials severe, While ever dangers hovered near From every hostile Indian band :: 9 □ a 1 Fifty-six iiitjimiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiimiitjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitji (Die luiscnuiru loiiiiiiuining Tho treachery against him planned. Then, when Chicagou saw at last There was no doubt, the die was cast, The white man must be made a friend, The struggles, fighting, all must end If the tribes of Illinois Were to live, and not to die. He gathered his chiefs together then An bade them bring both women and men. To meet the white man near this spring. With Indian chant and tom-tom’s beat The ceremony was complete. They hurried a hatchet as a sign of peace. And promised all their wars to cease. And kept their word, and as time passed on Urbana grew to be a town. The schools were formed; the high school, too Was added as the system grew. One day—we do not know the year,— So cannot tell it to you here,— Some senior lads from Urbana High Stopped at the spring as they passed by To quench their thirst. One kicked the ground And heard a hard and ringing sound. Then they one and all would see What this amazing thing might be That buried beneath the hard earth’s crust, Resounded thus to his gentle thrust They dug it forth and brought to light The very hatchet you see tonight,— Chicagou s hatchet, ancient, old. Whose legend hath just now been told. They made it a mascot for their class, And decided it should onward pass To each senior class as it came in line; And so it has, to this very time. But each class must prove it’s right to it By showing forth its power of wit; In mental contest, strong and bold, But not with weapons as of old, The classes meet by proxy: I From the senior class do cry A challenge to the junior clan Upon this stage to produce their man, And answer in person for his class, Before to them this hatchet may pass. Senior: And could the juniors be content with such as you to represent The class of twenty-three? I may be dull, but it seems to me, That the junior class has stupid been To chose a man so long and thin, Like an elongated common pin. But one so sadly out of joint, Fiftthtcrcn .................................................... IIIIIIIC3 iiiiiiHiiim.. (HllC RllgpUiani umin.................mimiiiiwuiiiiMiiitiiniiiiiiiiiNiaiig That the head’s at the feet, and brains at the point. Six feet, one hundred fifty pounds Should make a man in all ways sound, But there are stories going round You could find no girl in this whole school, But must hunt up Lena, from Rantoul. Basket ball and Echo Staff, Opretta, Lit. and that’s not half— I suppose you think we’d all be blue The whole school fail, were it not for you! Junior: This little girl imagines she Has scandal told on Lena and me. When everyone knows, or can plainly see That she is worse than I ever will be. She used to go with high school boys But now with men from Illinois! One night with one, then finds pretext, To be out with his brother the very next. She seeks and hunts for every chance With either one to get a dance. Of puppy love cases she’s had a dozen She even had one with her cousin! She’s far too young, ’tis plain to see To be running around in society. She’d be far better off, if in some way or other They could send her to Texas to be with her mother. Senior: 2 3 3 You’ve done quite well, As all can tell In giving your roast to me. But the Senior class Sits there enmasse For your roving eye to see. Pick out your man Do the best you can, And roast as hard as you will! I’ll promise you Without ado, To give you a better one still. Junior: Thomas Edmund Gorman (A quotation from any High Hchool girl.) Our basket-ball captain, whose beautiful eyes Are always matched by his wonderful ties! His dignified air, his curly black locks His seeming reserve, that all of us mocks Makes each of us swear, that at any rate We’d give fifty dollars for just one date,— But he sees none of us, Ah me! and Oh! No! For Tom has a girl in Tolono! .................................................... nines........... Fift y-rii ht (Elie Knsemaru Senior: Helen Dorothy Boyle With tiny steps her way she minces, The longest one a couple of inches! It gives her walk a strange little wiggle Which is only outclassed by her own little giggle! Her curly locks, her eyes of blue Have caused in Kent’s heart much ado,— He really suffered “Beaucoup de” pain When Lowell took her to the Champaign game. But Helen knew the balm to soothe And make the path of true love smooth. Junior: John Philo Blair Not a single girl in Urbana High Had ever captured Philo’s eye. He’d never given one a chance To go with him to a High School dance. Then when they made the stringent rule That not a one outside the school Could come to our parties, it did befall That Philo went to College Hall. The very next week ’twas whispered round That from his perch he had come down. With Ruby he now walks home from school And ardently admires the rule. Senior: Charles Stewart Havens “Please may I spend eighth hour in Gym?” Plead Chuck one fine spring day— But when permission was given him He went, instead, to play. Straight to the park with Frances he went. As fast as they could hike But greater speed to his feet was lent For return, by a note from Mike. The fifty-yard dash of his physical training Had prepared him well for such rushes; But he took a full half hour explaining While his face was covered with blushes. Junior: Phoebe Jeanette Easterday On her hand she wears a ring, Gosh, ding, it’s a pretty little thing! Now Francis hasn’t anything! But, Gosh, ding, it’s a pretty little thing! When his Dad is traveling She drives his car an’ everything, And gazes at her diamond ring, Gosh, ding, it’s a pretty little thing! 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Senior: Mildred Janice Beverly Whitaker A quiet little miss is she With hair of sunlit gold, She’s just as witty as can be And neither loud nor bold. Her Darrel sends her roses, And Harold send her sweets. And her many beauxes Bring candy which she eats. She’ll need to cut out the social whirl. And do it without question Or else we fear this little girl Will die of indigestion. Junior: Ruth Caroline Price Amass of freckles on her nose A lot of pretty dainty clothes,— And that is Ruth. A sudden little twitching smile And eyes that glitter all the while, And that is Ruth. She tosses her head with saucy air,— The efFect increased by her short bobbed hair! And that is Ruth. She trims her boots around with fur, - And sets the boys hearts all astir, Alas, forsooth! She holds the boys at her arm’s length, They must capture her heart by pure main strength. But that is Ruth! Senior: William Nichols Noble Billy boy is sometimes bad For when he’s mad, he’s awfully mad! Before you know it your foot is in it Because he gets mad in just a minute. It takes a week of kidding along To prove to him that he’s sometimes wrong. One bright day in the old Chem lab, Of acid and soda, Bill took a dab, And made a fire extinguisher. He opened the window and—such a shock The bloomin’ stuff blew a half a block. That made him more distinguisher. Junior: Ellsworth Forrest Nichols The seniors offer approbation IOIIIIIIIIIIIC3III..... 3IIII1IltllllMIIUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllll C3llllllllllllC3llllinQ Sijrtv oMr :aiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiii iHinui C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3I I � 1............... ■■■■•“ .................................... innue In' £nscntani wcsiiiiiiiiiiiih................................................................ The junior girls their admiratjon The sophomores give their adoration. The fresmen girls their adoration. Each girl is right near expiration From extreme gesticulation,— From the deepest contemplation How to make a presentation Of her charms for consideration By this hero of the nation In their hearts reigned devastation Because he makes no declaration Nor gives he any real ovation For any girl’s accomodation. He gives a splendid demonstration On every basket-ball occasion. That he deserves this veneration But will not give renumeration Nor show the least appreciation Of this awful situation Nor relieve the complication! Senior: Sara Louise Bresee Who’s the new girl? cried they all, When Louise came to us away last fall. But none of the fellows had a chance For Sheeney fell at the very first glance. We’re sure Louise would take the cake. If only Sheeny would it bake But whene’er they have a date Poor child, she cannot stay out late! She must be sure to watch the time And be at home on the stroke of nine. So Gene has dates in the afternoon With this little girlie from Mattoon. I Junior: Nora Orpha Null Astrong desire has this angel child As she grows older to be a little wild! She’s bobbed her hair and developed slang. And would like to move with a biff and a bang. Till a month ago all her life she’d missed The joyous thrill of being kissed! Please tell us Nora, if realization Really came to your expectation! And was’t nicer Nora, than sitting on the lap Of a Danville debater, though he was a nice chap. At least, at last you’ve something to boast, And that’s the occasion of this roast. Senior: You’ve done your best I will admit The Foibles of my class to hit. We’ve each of us fulfilled our boast And we have given roast for roast. iiniiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiinr: 31111« IIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIIC3 SUly-ltco I 3(111111 (Ehr $i� «narg ..„... .... � ...... 1 9 I hope that you’ll not take amiss, Nor misinterpret the real gist Of what I’ve said. I pray you now Accept my friendships, kindly vow Permit me now to toast your class Ere from your circles we do pass.' Here’s to you Juniors, one and all May all good things to you befall; Success to you, a world of frame, Bring honor to each junior’s name! Junior: We thank you for this kindly thought, Forgive the havoc you have wrought, Forget the unkind things you’ve said And call down blessings on your head. We give this greeting to you all As you go out to duty’s call; May every joy which you can know Attend your feet where’er you go. An olden toast we offer you, Tis given with good wishes true: “Here’s to you early, here’s to you late, Here’s to the favorites of fate, Here’s to the best class in the state, Our Seniors!” Senior: With all our hearts we thank you For your toast so kindly given. For it makes a pleasant parting Of all bitter feelings riven. That you may pass your senior year We leave our mascot here with you; It will prove a blessing true; Guard it, handle it with care, And to it render service rare. Junior: We thank you for your wishes And for this mascot too, We will try our best to be To its traditions true We’ll guard it well, and use it well; And when from these halls we pass, We’ll give it with its legend old To the next year’s senior class. Thus will it e’er as years go by, Bring blessings on Urbana High. kmmS Sitlv-lhrrr icmiiiKJi ' jic]iiiiiitiiiii� iiiiiiiiiiii[]iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiniiiiiiiic]iiiiiniiiiic g (llir luisrnumj IIIC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllinillltllllllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll c g s HE Senior Class of 1922 is leaving a record in athletics which few classes can equal; six members of the class earned letters on last fall’s football team, the six to earn letters were: Allman (c), Bird sell, Hill, Smith, Hissong, and Stockwill, while Nichols, Hess, McElwee, and Corray acted as substitutes. Then came basketball, and the sen- iors again demonstrated their superiority when Gorman, (c), Nichols, Corray, and Freeman earned their letters and Walker played with the second string men. The Seniors entered two teams in the class tournament, but owing to lack of practice, did not make a very good record although the second team lost only one game, being defeated by the champion Sophomores in a hard fought closely contested game. The first team players were Allman, Homefield, Smith, Hadlock, Gill. Hissong, and Corray with Young, Vest, Pollit, Thorne, Metzel, and Hill composing the second team. The first team was seriously handicapped by Homefield’s injury and the absence of Allman owing to track duties. The Seniors will be represented in track by Allman, Maguire, Mallow, Gorman, and Corray. i ooking over the records, it is evident that the class of ’22 may be justly proud of its athletes. SijrtvfoHf g]inc3i)iiiiiiitiiaiiiii................................................mu (T|ic JuiSCntaty ...................................................................... SENIOR GIRLS’ ATHLETICS c c 5 c HE girls were given permission this year to play basket ball. A pleasure and privilege that has been denied them for two years. To the girls, the revival of this sport meant much. Practice began immediately. Slow? Yes, it was very slow. You see the girls were not given the gym every night or even every other night. The girls obtained possession of the gym two nights out of the week and each class had forty minutes of practice one evening out of each week. In November the teams were selected. This selection was quite dif- ficult to make for the seniors as nearly all the girls showed possibilities. After sonfe careful inspection, however, the following team was selected: Ruth Savage, g.; Lelia Pitrat, g; Lois Busch, c.; Violet Root, f.; Mar- garet Birchard (captain) f.; and Esther Altabee, g.; Ruby Claypool, g.; Esther Wilson c.; Mildred McCurdy, f.; Florence Cole, f. A tournament was then staged November 21, 22, 23. It was a hard fought tournament. It was somewhat difficult at first to tell just who would be the winners. The last night of the tournament found the juniors and seniors battling for the championship. In a hard well fought game in which a tie 13-13 was played off, the class of ’22 came off with the honors. Thus the girl’s basketball season ended. Did we wish for more? I’ll say we did. c 1 Sir I v fir niiiiniiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiotiii r C 3IIIIIIIIIIII Culilli Hill IIC3IIIIII lllllin llllll IUI IIC 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII ®I]C lAiisnnarn }iiiiiiiiiiiic}iiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiitmiiiiiiiiiii[)iiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiniiic)i 5 NCE again the Class of ’22 showed that they knew how to use words effectively. The Senior team was composed of Basil Brune, Basil Pollitt, and Charles Metzel. The first debate was with the Juniors, who were represented by Richard Woolbert, Anna Sporleder, and Naomi Wyninger. The question debated was, Resolved: That all debts con- tracted during the World War, should be cancelled. The Juniors supported the Affirmative and the Seniors the negative. It was a hard fought battle but the Seniors were able to defeat certain flaws in the argument of the Juniors which they exposed so skillfully that the final decision was 2-1 in favor of the Seniors. The final debate was with the Freshmen who had defeated the Soph- omores. The question was, Resolved: That the Miner’s Union is justified in striking on April 1, 1922. This time the Seniors were obliged to match their skill against the persuasiveness of three girls, Alice Oathout. Louise Still, and Hertha Bowman. The Seniors had the affirmative of this ques- tion and the Freshmen, the negative. After an over heated discussion and some luck by “Old Man Jinks” the final decision was brought forth as 2-1 in favor of the Seniors. And so with these two victories to their credit, the Class of '22 became the permanent possessor of the Frailey cup, having won it for three suc- cessive years. 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CLlie Ixnsi'martl « ' 'hi'h.............unit).. g S C % § JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS Mildred Whitaker President g Luella Simpson Vice-President Frederick Riley Secretary c Vernalee Burpo Treasurer William Trelease H i storia n 5 ii(3llllllllllllt3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll(]llllilllllll[3IIIIIIIIIUIOII(3llllllllllll(3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3ll 5 5 □ - S5 a Six! v H w It 3iJIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllklllllllC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll (I (iC i 05l'UUUTtl SIIIIIIIIIIIIClIIIIIIIIIHItSIIIIIIIIIII131 :: -� HISTORY OF CLASS OF TWENTY-THREE HE Class of Twenty Three was as green in its freshman year as any class has ever been. But this is only right, and we recovered just a little more quickly than most classes do. We entered into dramatics with a swing, gave the regular class party, and were winners in athletics. We were represented in football, basketball, swimming and track. Our freshman basketball team beat the Champaign freshmen over there. Officers that year were: President Charles Havens Vice President...................Virginia Thornsburg Secretary ............................. Milton Bailey Treasurer .........................Mildred Whitaker Historian Beatrice Watson In our second year we again stepped to the front in school activities. Vernalee Burpo was given the humorous selection at Charleston from this high school. Our part in the annual stunt show was without doubt very good and two members of the Echo staff were of our class. In bas- ketball our first team tied with the seniors for first place while our second team won their pennant. We were ahead in points in the swimming meet when that contest was left unfinished. “Nan’’ Wininger, Paul Miles, Mary Flom, and Richard Woolbert represented us in debating but fate was against us here and we were eliminated by the juniors in a debate which they won by one point. President..................-........Kenneth Douglas Vice President......................... William Noble Secretary ................................. Fred Riley Treasurer .......................... Mildred Whitaker Historian Mary Flom To whom I am indebted for the first two years of this history. This year when we got back from our various vacation haunts we did start off with a bang. Kenneth Douglas was elected president of the literary society. Five in the cast of “Stop Thief” were members of our class. We were represented on the football, basketball, swimming and track teams. Our first team won the inter-class basketball tournament. Our class is represented on the Echo staff. Kenneth Douglas has been selected to give the Junior response to the “Hatchet” oration, this bringing us up to the close of this year. ...........................C3IIII.........................................IIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3.Ill ScveHtf llllllt«IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllliailllllllllllC3lll 31IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3III □ (The usenmry 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIUIC3lllllllllllinil c c HE juniors, at first just seemed to be “hard up” for play- ers, but when Coach Demick announced that anyone could play who had not earned a “U” in basketball, everything was lovely for the juniors. Although we seemed the last in getting started and were being terribly “ragged” by the seniors or “rotten eggs” as they prefer to call them- selves, we showed them what we intended to do. The Class Tournament started by our defeating the seniors; we then hit the sophs for a game in which we gave them the walloping of their young lives. Our next encounter was with the frosh who were soon com- pletely worn out; they had to quit in the third quarter. This gave us a clean slate for the first half of the tournament. We then thought that the next half would surely bring better and closer games, but sad for the rest of the teams they never scored against us from the floor in spite of their numerous shots at the basket from the middle of the floor. With one exception the juniors were a complete success. Our second team failed to follow in the tracks of the “firsts”; they won only one game out of their three but this was due mainly to the fact that they couldn’t find anyone who could hold down the back guard position. Next year will in all probability be as much of a success as this year if the seconds can come through with their share of the burden. LiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiaiiiuaiuiuuiiiu3iiirk? S rrnl v-l iro 1UIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIII[3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIII!IIIIIII4IUIII ajiuniiiuiiuiioiiiiiiiiiiitjiuiiunuiiiiiiiQHiiiiiiiiiitJuiiiiiiiiiiaiii J[10 l OSl'ntai U : :: I ■ n Si C - c c s JUNIOR GIRLS’ ATHLETICS ERE you see a most illustrious group of girls—illustrious mainly because they stood for the Junior Class in Girl’s Basket Ball. The team is as follows: Mary Flom—the tall, striking bobbed haired guard; Jeannette Altabee—a little Johnny-on-the-spot; Kathrine Strable—the demure little lady, but she plays basket ball just the same as a guard to others; Dorothy Burrows—the curly headed center who runs like “everything”; Lois Sperling—the high jumper for center; Alice Wallace—well she’s tall and gets the ball in hand, or in the basket, just as you please; Helen Old- father—captain, who tried to hit a basket; and Katharine White—a steady hard working forward. They played their game well and went at it hard like veteran fighters. They won over the Sophomores and Freshmen but were defeated by the Seniors. They played them well but luck, or lack of luck or whatever it was—perhaps the Senior’s skill turned the score to their 22 favor after a tie of 13 to 13 They want to thank all those who helped to make it possible for the girls to play basket-ball and hope they will give us another chance next year to do the same. Miss Monohan and Miss McCurdy were faithful to the end in teaching us the art of it all. We’re upper classmen now and its time to give advice so it you want to take a loser’s it is—play hard, vite, carpe diem, hang on to the ball, press on and let your motto be Excelcior. Helen Oldfather. :: a 4IICMHHIIIIIIIC)IIIIIII................................................................................. BRoSBUtarU JUNIOR DEBATE I c if e N Friday night, January 2, the first debate of the season was held in the auditorium between the juniors and sen- iors. Richard YVoolbert, Naomi Wyninger, and Anna Sporleder represented the juniors and Basil Brune, Chas. Metzel, and Basil Pollit, the seniors. The question for de- bate was—Resolved: That all international debts contract- ed during the World War should be cancelled. The ques- tion proved debatable enough, but unfortunately the de- baters were handicapped by a dearth of material. The juniors supported the affirmative by contending first, that a very small part of the debts could be collected; second, that the attempt to collect would ruin Europe; and third, that cancellation would be.less harm- ful to the United States. The seniors attacked these arguments with the following contentions: first, that the moral effect of cancellation would be detrimental; second, that cancellation would be inexpedient; and third, that cancellation was unnecessary. It was in the rebuttal speeches that the debaters waxed warm and warmer. The audience plainly understood that “truth, beaten to the earth would rise again ’ as each speaker rose to remove the mistaken ideas brought forth by his opponents. As the last speaker left the floor, it was clear that the audience was divided in opinion as to what the decision should be, but the judges voted two to one for the Seniors. Richard Woolbert. ’22. 9 a 9 a i SevtHl -four siiMtjHiiiiiiiiiicjiHiiiiiiiiitjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMicjiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiciHi CLlic 1 iisputaru ■ CJIIIIIIIIIIIIC) a :: g s •• 3 1 | g 1 n I tf I 1 Ziiuai AIN’T NATURE GRAND? “Ain’t Nature Grand?” sang and whistled Jean. And truly it was in the real sense. It was a day in June such as poets celebrate in song. Jean as she swung in the hammock thought of none of this except that she knew it was a perfectly lovely day and being happy sang with gusto, but some- what off tune, a few lines of “Ain’t Nature Grand.” The Clifftons were on their annual trip to the lake district in Wiscon- sin. Their nearest neighbors lived ten miles away in a little village of only a few hundred inhabitants. This year Jean had been allowed to in- vite one of her friends to spend the summer. Bob, her brother, had brought one of his chums so it promised to be a wonderful summer. This day especially was to be extra fine. They had planned a trip farther up the lake and were to return in the evening when the moon came up. Bob’s chum “Tubby”, had brought his banjo and Jean was to take her ukelele. Mrs. Clifton had promised to go as chaperon, while Mr. ClifTton and the younger children were going to stay and fish. Due to some trouble with the motor, it was rather late in the morn- ing when they started, but at last oil was ready and the merry party was off. After riding quite a while, they at last decided on a location and stopped along the shore to eat their dinner. The sky seemed to be clouding up a little, but not alarmingly, so they decided to go farther up the lake and visit an abandoned sugar camp which was said to be haunted. At the very mention of the word the girls shivered delightfully. The boys were anxious to see camp but all agreed to leave a little earlier than planned, in fact, before it became dusk, on the excuse that they had gone a little farther and that it would take longer to get back to camp. The sugar camp was all that they had hoped for. The trees, even in the day time gave the place a gloomy air and the cabins looked decaying and spooky. The girls were anxious to leave but the boys were bent on exploring. Then “Tubby” recalled the story of the supposed “haunt” and related it with great impressiveness. It seemed that long ago when the camp was first started a young man come there to take charge. His family had come with him because his wife and young baby had needed the change. And then it happened. The baby suddenly became ill and as suddenly died. The mother and father were grief stricken but suddenly they died in the same mysterious man- ner. The others in the camp, fearing some mysterious plauge, left; noth- ing could prevail upon them to stay. The camp had been deserted ever since. No one would go near it for it was reported that at night a baby was heard crying, accompanied with the soothing voice of a woman and the rocking of a cradle. All this was more or less nerve racking to the girls, but they deter- mined not to show it. Mrs. Clifton refused to let them enter the sus- pected cabin. She stated that she was not superstitious but that there might be some germs there still, and she was not going to take any risks. All the while it had been growing darker and darker. Then suddenly to their surprise a few drops of rain fell and in a few minutes it had started to pour. Mrs. Clifton hurriedly gathered the children together and, catching up their belongings—they rushed for the nearest cabin, the one next to the haunted one. Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light- ning, followed by a clap of thunder and the storm began in earnest The girls were shaking with fright and the boys looked rather white. With some old wood in the cabin, they managed to start a fire. A few c c 3 i{]iiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiit}iiiiiiiiiii«cji«i� iiiiiiiitJiiiiiiiiiiii{jiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiHiiiitjmiiiimiitiiiiiiiiiiKiiiiiiiiiiiiitJiiiiiiiiiiiicJiiiiiiiiimniiiiiiiiHiin Smolfijlw ii(]iiiiiiiitiii()iiiiiiiiiiii()iiiiiiiiiii3iiiiiiiiiiu(}iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiii Ixnscmanj ■■■aHniMmiicsiiiiiiiiiitiniMuiiiiiiuicsuiuiuiiiicjiiHNiniu C3III| minutes later they were gathered around it. The lightening still flashed and the thunder fairly shook the earth. Mrs. Cliffton suggested that thev sing to keep their minds off the storm. After a few efforts, Jean bravely staited in with, “Ain’t Nature Grand.” Bob gave her a disgusted look and suggested that she might sing something a little more appropriate. Jean was too frightened to make any kind of retort so the group again lapsed into silence. Soon there came a lull in the storm and the rain was heard beating against the roof, when suddenly the group froze into stiffness and everv face turned white, for in the lull had come the wail of an infant. It was unmistakable though they tried to believe different. Then again it came, a little louder this time, as the rain had nearly ceased. Then to their horror they heard the rock of a cradle with the baby’s cry from the cabin so near them. Just then the storm was renewed with added violence and they heard no more. “It was the ghost baby,” whispered Jean. ‘Well, for a ghost baby, it sounded mighty real to me,” began Tubby bravely, but his remark was a dismal failure. The girls were crying hys- terically and Mrs. Cliffton was trying to soothe them without success. Just then the storm stopped with as much suddenness as it had com- menced. “I think we had better leave right away,” suggested Mrs. Cliffton, and she was heartily seconded. Without much ado they started for the launch at a fairly good run when again they heard something calling. They only ran faster. But the caller was fleet and to their utter horror was gaining on them. “I say, what’s your rush,” called the voice, “do you folks happen to have any matches?’ For a ghost voice it sounded remarkably cheery and real. With one accord they stopped and looked around. A young fellow was coming toward them, his eyes laughing. “I hate to stop you when you’re in such a hurrv,” he stated. But you see we’ve ran out of matches. We had started to town, but had to come back when the storm started. If you have them, it’s lucky you came along when you did for the kid’s crying for some hot milk. We’ve just come here and didn’t bring enough matches, I guess,” he explained. At this logical statement and without apparent reason the group started laughing hysterically. The young man viewed them with a sur- prised air. Then Bob explained how frightened they had been at the baby’s cry and it’s unique connection with the cabin they occupied. The young man threw back his head and laughed heartilv. “No wonder,” he said, “you thought we were the ghosts. We were hunting for some place to camp this summer and finding this cabin in perfectly good condition, we fumigated and moved in. We don’t mind the ghosts,” he laughed. After giving him the matches and promising to return and visit his family, the party left. The moon was shining brightly thru the clouds and made a wondrous path across the lake. As the launch chugged along, Jean picked up her uke and gayly started out with “Ain’t Nature Grand,” to which the group joined in with gusto. Katherine Strabel. iiniiiiiiitii ic)iiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiniimoinc St mil H-xis IIIIIIIDIIIUIIC3lltinilllllC3ltllllltl1IIC3llllllltllUC3IMIIIIIIIIIC3lllll1 a ‘ .......................n .....iiiiiiiiiiiiiiigwnMwwwiiMwiMiuiiiiuimm,.- IUIIIIIIIIllllC]|||||IIIIIIIC)IIIIIIMIIII()llllllllllll(]|llllllllllt()llllllll|||lC]lllllll|||||(]||||||||llll{}||||||||||||C)| |||tlll|lC]|||||ltlllll()IIIIIIIIIIIK)lllllllllllinilllllllllllC]llll 5 iniiiiiaiiini THE CLASS OF ’24 jgit}iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii)iiiiiiiiiiii(}iiiiiiiiiiiiui!iiiiiiiiii c (Eljc luiscntaru IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II:IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II 1 SOPHOMORE CLASS OFFICERS Philip Hundley President 9 WINIFRED COMERON Vice-President 5 | Ralph Reno Secretary 1 5 � 1 ,'p • f f f r •• • � • -j f r r r ' • Si V til Jt-nim IC3IIIIIIIIIII{3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII(}IIIIMIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIHIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3!I .............................................................. CL Ilf IxOSCilUU’U :: iiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiitJiiiiiiiiiiiitJiiiiiiiiininiiije I ' � HISTORY OF SOPHOMORF CLASS student enters the registrar’s office late this spring. The official, taking his name, asked, “What year?” Soph- omore. was the response, and our new member blurted out, “It’s kind of hard for a fellow to leave the class to which he has belonged for nine years, and all that sort of thing, you know.” The sympathetic registrar acquiesed. “But I wouldn’t be down hearted if I were you,” he said. “You don’t know what a splendid class the Class of ’24 is. I' 'Om their entrance in 1920 they have shown themselves to be an unusual group. With none of the rowdiness usual to freshmen they gratefully accepted all their privileges, enduring with remarkable docility all the knocks administered because of their inferiority.” The registrar handed him the official records which are kept to be handed down to posterity. I he Freshman Class of the year 1920 had in office the following: President............................. William English Vice President Ruth Langhoff Secretary Kenneth Keller Treasurer Helen Holmes Historian Dorothy Gray Echo Representative Hortense McKenzie Advisor .........................Miss Lowenstern The freshman debating team consisted of: William English, Philip Hundley, Elizabeth Blair, Irene Zack (alternate). I his team met that of the sopohomore team but the judges declared for the sophomores. This did not dampen the ardor of the Freshman debators, however, for Philip Hundley made the Varsity team, and honor which no freshman had previously acquired. In oratory, too the freshmen were represented by Philip Hundlev. again gaining honors. The freshmen contributed their quota for drama, for the cast of “Happiness” included Harold Watts, Vernalee Burpo, and Winifred Cam- eron. The freshmen won the Annual Stunt Show, their stunt entitled the Christmas Spirit’’ was awarded first place by the judges. All very fine,” admitted the new students, “but I see that they didn’t take any active part in athletics.” “Just look at this , said the official handing him the record of Ralph Douthit and Clarence Graham, freshmen members of the football team, basketball team, and track team. “They were the only frosh shining out in 1921 with a “U” continued the registrar. The boy turned to the record of the Sophomore Class of 1921. Sophomore class officers are: President Vice President Secretary Treasurer Historian Echo Representative Advisor Philip Hundley Winifred Cameron Ralph Reno Helen Holmes Irene Zack Matilda Kirby Miss Pendergast iiuiiiiiiiiitiiuiiiiiiiiiiiioitiiiiiiiiiicjiiimiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiaiiaiiiiiiiiiiiioiiii C31IIIIIIIIIIICIIIIlllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllltC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllll .ii i I y 2 1111« (Elic Rosemary The debaters of the sophomores are: Irene Zack, Shirley Engle. Ber- nard Mosier, Lillian Jesse (Alternate) Again Philip Hundley made the Varsity team. The sophomore stunt in the Annual Stunt Show entitled “Life’s Great- est Prizes” was a feature performance of the year. The cast is as follows: Prologue ...........................Carl Dahlenburg Artist Philip Hundley Fellow Artist........................... Ruth Brown Connoisseur........................... Harold Watts Maid ................................ Bernice Tucker Living Picture .........................Agnes Dyson Fred Harmon Despair ...............................Marian Baker Hope.................................Helen Maguire The school as a whole began to awaken to the call of Girls’ Athletics and the sophomores produced this splendid team-: Margaret Schrieber (Captain), Amelia Schrieber, f.; Elsie Hemme, f. : Helen Waldo, g.; Elizabeth Knotts, g.; Dorothy White, sub.; Bernice Ferrand, sub. This girls team was the best supported of all of the teams. The first team of the sophomore boys consisted of: K. Vandervort, f.; J. Beresford, f.; R. Reno, c.; H. Gray, g.; J. Gregory, g.; E. Longbons, g., (Captain) ; E. Codings, f. This team took second place in the tournament. The second team, which placed first in the second team tournament, was: R. Stoltey, f.; H. White, f.; D. Sperry, f.; B. Mosier, c.; M. Green. g. , (Captain) ; R. Thompson. Again Douthit and Graham made football and basketball teams. Again they are entered for track and with them Jack Gregory. The mid-year play, “Stop Thief” had for its Sophomore representa- tives, Helen Maguire, Philip Hundley, and Harold Watts. The operetta Bui Bui, too had its representatives in Helen Bvland and John Beresford. “A well represented class, a class with a lot of pep”, muttered the registrar as he, too, glanced over the records. Thus another person came to swell the already glorious ranks of the sophomores, “It might not be so bad after all and Jimin.v! I’m glad I’m a sophomore!” Irene Zack. ............................................................................. llllllllllll (Lite lutsemaru U 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3llllllllllimillllllllilC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllimC3L� SOPHOMORE BOYS’ ATHLETICS HE sophomore class basketball team displaying nerve, grit and courage finished second in the annual class tour- nament winning four out of six games and falling only beneath the juniors. It was a team to be proud of. they could smile in defeat as well as in victory and was one of the best teams that ever represented a Sophomore class in the U. H. S. The freshmen met their two defeats at the hands of the “sophs ’ in clean played games and the seniors were twice nipped by the sophomore quintet by close scores. The mighty juniores sent the “sophs” championship hopes soaring when they twice defeated them by one sided scores. The second team captured the second division honors when they com- pleted the tournament with one thousand per cent. They had practically no competition. The personel of the teams were as follows: First team—Reno, Beres- ford, Longbons, Vandervort, Hull, Collings, Gray and Gregory. Second team—Green, Stoltey, Mosier, White, Thompson, Kellar and Sperry. Kifthtv-tiro r .........mil.IU.. (Jltc JKoSHtlttrU uncam................ SOPHOMORE GIRLS’ ATHLETICS g HE sophomore girl’s team was undoubtedly backed better than any other class team! Everyone admits it! The girls who tried out for the sophomore team, as a great number did, are certainly to be congratulated. They have proved that girls’ activities need no longer be con- fined to the “sissy” form of sports. Then, too, these girls gave their time after school for the furthering of girls’ athletics and for the honor of the class. The sophomores are proud of their team, composed of Margaret Schrieber, Captain; Elsie Hemme, Forward; Gladys Bruner, Forward; Amelia Schrieber, Forward; Helen Waldo, Guard; Elizabeth Knotts. Guard; Bernice Ferrand, Guard. The results of the Girls’ Basket Ball Tournament are known and the Class of 24 expects to produce a team next year that will carry away all honors. As for sportsmanship, our class or any other class can never produce a better team of girls! That is the highest tribute we can pay to our team. Margaret Schrieber. g Kiphtft-lhrrr IIC3llllllll1ltlC3lllllllllllinilllll1tlllinilllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllltllllll □ fi ®hc l 0$nuavu illini..............................................lumiimiiioiiii.....mg CT 9 5 SOPHOMORE DEBATING EBATING is one of the favored activities in our high school. The proof of this statement is the fact that every year a great number of our students try out for the class teams. The value of class debating teams is not to be underesti- mated. The competition for the team, the training in se- lection of materials, the speaking, and the development of self-confidence are only a few of its many values. The debater must not only pass through rigid training but must also give his entire time to debating, regardless of his other work. For this sacrifice for class honors we are indebted to our team. We of the Class of ’24, have backed our team to the limit and are proud of the sophomore debating team composed of Irene Zack, Shirley Engle, Bernard Mosier, and Lillian Jesse. We have been good losers and not only do we expect to be winners next year, but we hope to put some of our number on the Varsity Team to win more laurels for U. H. S. Irene Zack. inuiiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiii!ii(]iiiiiiiiiiiiuiituiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiciiiniiiiitiiaMiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiii X� 0htV-fo r IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC unit IIIIIC3 □ uiiitiiiiiiiomiiiiiiiiuiric C3lllimillllC3lllllll .......... (Elie Husftuaru V- IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllillllllllUIICJIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIICJIIIIIIIIIIIIC3M HARK! THE LARK! ARK! Hope listened again to the full but distant call. Yes, it was a meadow lark, and the first call of the morn- ing. Pursing her lips and throwing her head far back, she returned the greeting, low at first, ascending, then falling, and finally rising to the high sweet climax of the call. Tom would have admired her then. Years ago he had taught the little Hope to whistle the birds’ calls. She had been an apt pupil, quickly learning the ways and languages of the wild life she loved. Now, too, he would have admired the girl, Hope, standing against the hedge with sandaled feet dug deep into the grass. She was a girl with an erect muscular body, with firm and evenly molded features crowned by an abundance of dark, though sun- burned, hair. She seemed a part of the hedge, of the woods beyond, and of the meadow lands about her. But Tom had gone away several years ago. At first he had written wonderful letters to Hope but as time passed by he had ceased writing. The tense figure relaxed when her call was answered. The excite- ment of her success bade her to keep up the play. Again the girl re- sponded, not only to the bird, but nature responded to nature. She scrambl- ed through the hedge wondering how much nearer her playmate had come. A little louder came the answer. “He is still beyond the wood,” she thought. Friend guided friend back calling at short intervals. Hope reached the wood. She was certain the bird had reached the opposite side, she heard him call again. She knew that the lark would be puzzled and disappointed by her strange game. In his message was all the love of an ardent suitor. “Was it fair to him?” she wondered. Taking the short cut through the wood to the marsh secluded in the center of it, she arrived at her court. Here she reigned. In spring the marshes furnished her with the wild flowers she loved. In summer she spent hours in this nook watching the squirrels frolick in the trees, the frogs leap in the swamp, and the birds twitter and scold as they bathed in the cool water. In the autumn when the leaves had covered the entire marsh, her courtiers were the tall stately cat-tails that abounded there. Now she carefully picked her way through the patches of spring flowers and reached the center of the space. Here she whistled softly. From the branches above came the answer and Hope saw a flash of the yellow breast. Her thoughts were so filled with remorse for having de- ceived the beautiful bird that she was startled to hear from the trees on the opposite side a soft twitter. Hope turned, she saw another yellow breast, this one duller than the first. This was an exciting performance. She heard a movement behind her and was suddenly conscious of an- other presence. Her first impulse was to run, but she turned about deter- minedly intending to demand the reason for this intrusion but— “Hope”, stammered the stranger. Whispering softly she gasped, “Tom-boy”. s I □ 5 c SJ 5 | II0IK3I iionimi........ 3Rci5£UUU U ,lllllll,l,BtJ,,l,,,,,IIIIDI,llll,,llll,l,IIIHI,l,,0lim,llllllt,l,llllll,l,lt,l£ Hope ran to her playmate. Arm in arm, fingers on lips, they waited to see the end of the play. The gallant suitor flew across the space up to his mate and after some sweet chatter, he claimed his prize and together they flew to the meadows. The two playfellows watched the diappearance of the birds and with explanations to follow later, they, like the two meadow-larks, wandered over the fields to spend the rest of the long summer in play. Irkne Zack. 5 IIIIIIC3llllllllllliaHIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllt11IIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llir IUIIIIIIIIIIII(]IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIII1IIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII4I(]IIIIIIIII Eiuhtu- is IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIII3MIIIIIIIIIIC3 .............IIIIIC3I S ” I :: lllUIIII(IIIIIIIC3lltlllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIClllllllllllinilllllll!IIIC]llllllllllllC •S jiiic3inmttiniaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiimiic3iiiiim iiiiiiiniimiiiiiiiniiiitiiiinini ..........................on.............................................................................. ..............................mu (Lilt' JuiStMUcirtl ..inn...................... HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF TWENTY-FIVE N the morning of September 12, 1921, two hundred eleven inquisitive, eager freshmen entered the Urbana High School with ominous looks towards the spacious halls and rooms. As we were very energetic and anxious to be or- ganized, we soon elected the following officers who proved themselves to be real leaders of a class organization and their executive ability was fine. President ..............................Jacob Judy Vice-President..........................Reid Evans Secretary Zach Martin Treasurer ......................... William Weber Historian .........................Willard Monohan Echo Representative ........ Laurence Binyon But in the meantime those who were inclined towards the athletic side of high school life, went out for football. Two of the freshmen who went out received U’s. Those persons were our President, Jacob Judy and Em- mett Kirby. The freshmen girls were not to be outdone by the boys, for the girls organized a basketball team captained by Hertha Bowmen. Though we did not win the championship, because the team was as a whole undersized, we beat the sophomores. (Here we insert the Freeshmen’s ode to the Sophomores.) The Sophomores are like the breezes, They swiftly come and go, They puff themselves up immensely, And blow and blow and blow. A committee of five, Marjorie Wilson, chairman; Nell McDonaugh, Willard Monohan, Alice Oathout, and Lester Leutwiler were appointed to select an act for the annual stunt show. The committee presented the stunt, “When Peter Blows His Horn.” It was about certain High School celebrities at the critical time when their future resting place was decided definitely. The parts were as follows: Peter Morgan Hundley Miss Bryan Adam Becker Kent Smith Helen Boyle Shorty Finch Angels.. Floyd Sperry Nell McDonough Willard Monohan .....Otto Martin Alice Oathout ....Zach Martin Dorothy and Doris Schieb ......... Walter Schilling Although the stunt was not so artistic or complicated as that of the seniors, it was much more humorous and original. The judges voted three to two for the Freshmen. And so we progressed to the less pleasurable event of the first semes- ter, the examinations. Many Freshmen tried out for the debating team, but the following were chosen: Louise Still, Alice Oathout, Hertha Bowmen, and Margaret Moore, alternate. We triumphed over the Sophomores, but were downed by the lofty seniors who had a hard time of it. The school presented the operetta, “BulBull” in which Nell McDon- ough received a principal part. Though making a great number of mistakes this year, we hope that next year we shall be better and more efficient Sophomores. Willard Monohan. ??IIIC3lllllll[IIIIC3lllimillllC)IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIMIIIIIIC3lllllllimilC3llllllllllllC3!IIIIIIIIIIIC3ll IC3IIII1IIIIIIIC iiiiiiiimiuiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiuirtc Ninety gUKWUMIIICMnnillMQIHIIMIIIt.......................... | j £ jj g ft) « “ ‘I'1'� 1 iiioiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiininw FRESHMAN ATHLETICS s - c § HE record left by the Freshman Class of 1922 in athletics is one that few freshmen classes can equal. We were rep- resented in the Varsity football team by Jacob Judy and Emmitt Kirby. In class basketball we entered a first and second team in the contest, confident of winning in both sections. From lack of practice and because of hardluck the first team only placed third, tieing with the seniors. William Webber, (C), Dick Childers, Jacob Judy, Zack Martin, Harold Hurd, Emmett Kirby and Roger Conerty wer the boys who gained places on the first team. Edward McGrath, Reid Evans, Bryon Holmes, William Pierce, James Wilson and Lawrence Thayer were on the second team. William Webber represented the Freshmen class on the track team. As a class, although our teams were not sensational, our spirit to- ward athletics and our support to our team can not be easily equalled. Willard Monohan. [jiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiitjiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiniiiniiiiiiiiiiiitjimiiiiiiiioi Si—tumour iiiiumiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiioiiii ................ (£|1C {osemaru 1.....miammimmmmnmm.. a N the first night of the Tournament the freshmen played the seniors. During the first half of the game the seniors ran up a large score and the freshmen only a small one. The second half the seniors made only two baskets be- cause of the excellent work of the two freshmen guards, Irene Becker and Beatrice Sloan. By the end of the game the seniors had beaten the freshmen by the score of 14-7. The second night of the Tournament, the freshmen played the juniors. During the first half, the juniors scored heavily, but our guards held them to one basket the second half. The final score was 18-11 in favor of the juniors. Our last game was with the sophomores. We finally won with the one sided score of 22-10. We worked hard the second half because at the end of the first half, the score stood 11-10 in our favor. The forwards and Dorothy Weber, at center position, did some good plaving during the game. 3 a a R i a a ?7iuuiiuiiiiiiii� tutiuiiiiiuuiiiiiiiiiic3iiiuiiiiiiic3iiuiiiiiiii(c3iiiiimmic]iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiuiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3 iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiuiiaiiiiiiiiiiiorfc iin tll-t u u .........Hllllll............. IIIIIIC3.... IIIMIIIIIIICJIIIIIIflllllCJIIIIIIIIIIIKJIIIIIIIIIIIICJIIIIIIIIIIIini1 :3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllltlC3llllllllllll 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3t mimt 3% Ixoscmanj FRESHMAN DEBATE MONG other responsibilities of high school life the fresh- man class found that they were supposed to produce a de- bating team that could compete with any other class team. The tryouts were held in the latter part of January. Teach- ers acting as judges chose Louise Still, Hertha Bowman, and Alice Oathout for the team, with Margaret Moore as alternate. On February the third this team met the soph- omores. The question was: Resolved that the Naval Pact as recommended by the disarmament conference be adopted. The fresh- men supported the affirmative. The judges decided four to one in our favor. February the twenty-fourth was the date of the freshmen-senior debate. The question was: Resolved that the Miners Union is justified in striking on April first, 1922. Although the freshmen were sure the miners were not justified, the judges seemed to think differently, voting two to one for the seniors. We are looking forward to next year with the hope of winning the interclass debates. Alice Oathout, ’25 S’inrlff-lhrrr IUIimillllllC3IIIIIIUIIIiailUUINIMC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIMII1lll(IC3l (Tlif 1 OSl'UUU U IIIIIC3IIII g k � EUREKA! OM BAILY had to have money; he had to have it in three weeks—not just a few dollars—but two thousand. Like most college students he did not have that much, and yet, he must, must have it. A debt which his father had made years before, must be paid. Of course, Tom had known r this ever since his father died three years before. But at that time three years had seemed ages. Even a year ago he had been sure he would get it in some miraculous way. When the time had been decreased to three months he had begun to have some doubts. Now he was in real agony. If he did not pay that debt in three weeks—if he did not get two thousand dollars in twenty-one short days—he would be ruined! Well, he thought bitterly, they could not take much from him. All he had was seventy-five dollars, what was left of his month’s allowance. There was his car; he might sell that, but no—it only cost fifteen hundred when it was new. Of course they would probably make him work. As he walked slowly home from class he remembered, vaguely, stories that he had read of young men in predicaments such as he was in. What had they done to get money? Generally some obliging old relative had died and left them more than enough to pay the debt. But he had no— A shrill whistle interrupted him. He turned quickly to see someone coming toward him. It was Frank Wilson, one of his fraternity brothers. “What’s the matter with you anyhow?” Ralph questioned. “Here I’ve been whistling for five minutes and you never—” “Oh, forget it,” interrupted Tom. “What do you want?” “Five dollars,” his friend answered. “There’s going to be a dance at the house next Saturday and that’s your share.” Tom gave him the money and walked on. That left just seventy dol- lars and his car, not more than eight hundred seventy dollars at the most. During the next two weeks Tom thought of all kinds of ways to get the money. He might borrow the money from some professor. But if he did that, the boys at school might hear about it and if they did they’d talk about it till doomsday. It was just one day till the debt must be paid. Tom Bailey walked slowly into a restaurant, sat down, and glanced idly around him. There were only three other people in the room. One was his English professor. As Tom looked at him he glanced up, smiled absent mindedly and went on reading and eating. At another table sat a woman and a little girl. She was checking some- thing, a shopping list evidently, and the little girl was taking the chocolate frosting from her cake and covering her ice cream with it. Like a flash an idea came to Tom. He got up, hurriedly paid his bill, and left the restaurant. Mr. Evans was sitting at his desk in the office of the Ice Cream Com- pany. He was interrupted by a knock which was quickly followed by the entrance of Tom Baily. “Oh, Mr. Evans, I’ve got the peachiest ice cream idea and It’ll make me a fortune if you’ll give it to me,” he exclaimed. “Sit down and take a deep breath,” laughingly requested Mr. Evans. “Now explain.” Tom explained his idea. “Not bad,” Mr. Evans assured him. “But what were you going to call this? You know a name often sells a thing.” Ninety-four jic}iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii(jiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii(2iiitiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii Cliu' luisnuani ................................................tum-............................. “Well I hadn’t thought of a name. If I have one here by tomorrow how much will you give me?” “Well, how about twenty-five hundred with a commission on all sold?” “Fine,” answered Tom holding out his hand. It was six o’clock and Tom had not yet thought of a name that suited. By dinner time he was really worried. Everyone wondered what was the matter with him. He sat staring gloomily at his plate. Even when the funniest joke was told he did not laugh. He rejected an invitation to go to the “Orph” and instead went to his room to study. He was unable to study, his mind kept wandering to the fact that if he could think of a name, just one little name, he could have more than the needed money. His glance wandered around the room. There was the bronze paper weight with the three wizened little men rep- resenting “hear no evil, see no evil, and speak no evil.” It was evident there was no name there. His roommate, Coolidge, came into the room. What was his nick- name? Oh yes, “Cooly.” Why not call the new ice cream “Coolv?” If he couldn’t think of anything else it would have to do, although it didn’t sound quite right. Tom sat up in bed with a start. Where was he? Was this really the same room in which he had gone to bed? What a strange dream he had had. He thought he was with a strange man—a man dressed in furs and covered with snow, and Eskimo evidently. He and this strange man had gone into a restaurant and ordered pie. Instead they had brought him his new ice cream. Suddenly a name came to him. He would call the new ice cream “ESKIMO PIE” Alice Oathout. 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(Lhc luiSCUUtfU o...............inaig n i 1 1 = LITERARY SOCIETY OFFICERS Kenneth Douglas President Virginia Thornsburg Vice-President Ruth Towle Secretarii George Still Treasurer Philip Hundley Sergeant-at-A rms c c c c 1 B a 9nc3iiiiiiiiiiiic3MiiiiiiiiiiC3MiiiiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiciiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiMiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiitic]iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiimc]tr Ninety-eight IPIIOni............ 3liaillllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll IIIIIC3llinilll1IIC3llllianmiC3III g c LITERARY AND DEBATING SOCIETY n 3 HEN one gets a panorama view of the activities of the Lit- erary Society, he realizes that his High School career woudd not have been complete without this organization. We remember those “peppy” debates that were held at our meetings, those weird shadow pictures, a glorious stunt show, Stop Thief, and the elusive news and thrill of that “All School Party.” These are some of the things that every one had a chance to enjoy and, perhaps, take part in. The class debates were held at the beginning of the year. The first debate was between the Juniors and Seniors. It was on the Cancellation of War Debts. The Senior team was composed of Basel Brune, Charles Metzel, and Basil Pottitt. Those on the Junior team were: Richard Wool- bert, Anna Sporleder, and Naome Wyninger. The final decision was 2-1 in favor of the Seniors. The next was the Freshman-Sophomore debate on the naval pact. On the Freshman team were: Louise Still, Alice Oathout, and Hertha Bowman. On the Sophomore team were: Irene Zack. Shirley Engles, and Bernard Moser. The Freshmen won. At the final Freshman- Senior debate the Seniors were victorious. After these two victories the Seniors became the permanent possessors of the Frailey cup. It seemed as though the Stunt Show of last year had neared perfection bue the one this year seemed even more successful. The Annual Dual Debate held on F'ebruary 14 completed the debates for this year. The question was Resolved: That the Federal Government should pay a bonus, the amount to be determined by Congress, to all vet- erans of the World War. Urbana won 2-1 at Urbana and Danville won 3-0 at Danville. The Literary Society decided to give the play, “Stop Thief.” Miss Ricketts showed once more her wonderful ability at coaching. The play was given two nights. The first night the proceeds went for the rest room and the second night to Miss Alverson. The play was a tremendous suc- cess. On April first was held the All-School Party. It was planned by Vir- ginia Thornsburgh, chairman. With the imported orchestra, garden-like decorations, and those Eskimo pies, everyone went away cheerful—at least. Almost everyone takes advantage of the big events of the Literary Society, yet only a few take a deep interest in every meetin. If the socity lacks “pp”, it is yeour fault. Th Literary Society has greater possibilities than any other organization in U. H. S. and we should not let them slip by. Ruth Towle, Secretary. ‘ g 3 g c Sinfty.ninr ° suu, y-iv-pivdfiuas iiHxaoa H«nvn .M.UISD9.1J, rniH NHOf fi.infj.iojs asvanaajL wvmiA piapiuduj-joi a Tiascraig saiavHO pupi8d.lj aamovjv nowvh SH30IJJ0 1 ‘S M C31 !l II Illi IIIC3II lllllllllin llll IIIIIIIICJHIIIIIII I! C3I iumuasin;£ ai)2 IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIICI IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIMIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIII iVlie3llilllllllllC3lltlllllllllC3lllllllllllUlllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll 9 (the Rosemary 9 ! s i i § | •- 9 c i c g 5 c THE KEYSTONE CLUB The Keystone Klub was started as a result of the inspiration received by the members of Urbana High School who attended the Older Boy’s Con- ference at Decatur. Soon after returning a couple of us met with Mr. Huntington and picked a small group of the leaders in school and asked them to meet after school. With this small group as the heart we organ- ized the club. At an earl ymeeting of the small group we elected officers for this year as follows: Persident Ramon Maguire Vice President Charles Birdsell Secretary William Trelease Treasurer John Hill Sergeant at Arms Ralph Douthit The speaker at our first meeting was Mr. Winters, the basketball coach of the University. He gave a fine talk on “Sportsmanship”. Our next meeting was a banquet at which Dean T. A. Clark spoke to us. We have had several meetings since and were able to get a large representa- tion at the county Older Boy’s Conference held in Champaign. The pre- amble to our constitution reads: “The purpose of this club shall be to create, clean standards in athletics, speech, scholarship and habits.” Progress this year has seemed slow to most of us but we have the school spirit behind us and expect to come through with some real im- provement in the end. Wm. Trelease. □ I I Omr NHUtlrtti Our One Hundred Two ................................................................................................................................. c c .......................................................................................................................................................................................................................... IIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIUIIIIC3II................................................... (Lite luisinnani S � § ALPHA SIGMA RHO Alpha Sigma Rho is the honorary literary club of Urbana High School. When a student represents Urbana High as a whole—in a liter- ary way—he automatically becomes a member of Alpha Sigma Rho. The members of the Varsity Debating squad who debated with Danville and our representatives to the Charleston contest are ordinarily those num- bered as Alpha Sigma Rho members. The present members of Alpha Sig- ma Rho and their qualifications are as follows: Ruth Brown Charleston Contest, ’22 Louise Bresee Charleston Contest, ’22 Josephine Boner Danville Debate, ’20 Ruth Towle Charleton Contest, ’21, ’22 Kittv Kempner Danville Debate, ’21, ’22 Vernalee Burpo Charleston Contest, ’21 Nora Null Varsity Debating, ’21, ’22 Charles Metzel Varsity Debating, Anna Sporleder ...................Danville Debate, Philip Hundley...............Varsity Debating, 21, Cahrleston Contest, ’21 22 ’22 ’99 Richard Woolbert, Danville Debate, ’21, ’22; Charleston Contest, ’22 By their services each member of Alpha Sigma Rho is entitled to a “U” made in the Old English style, that style being more suitable as a re- ward for efforts in a literary way. The debaters are also rewarded medals as a recognition of their services. Here’s to Alpha Sigma Rho of future years and may its members ever represent U. H. S. nobly in the field of letters. Nora Null. c DIIC3II IIIIIIIIIIIICI One Hundred Three � IICailllllllllllUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll 9 (Ehc Ixosemary 3lllllllllli:C3llllllllllliaillllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIUIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3li S. K. OFFICERS Margaret Oldfather President Frances Mary Knipp Vice-President CHERRIE MALCOLMSON Secretary Frances Martin Treasurer Vernalee Burpo Social Chairman 9 g 9 | One IIuutii d Four c 9 9 g Q 5 g g ■ c THE S. K. CLUB N September, when school opened, the girls of Urbana High felt the need of a club which would take the place of last year’s A. R. C. and yet would be of a different nature. They wanted something that all the girls would be interested in and would support, but they did not know exactly what that would be. So it was finally decided to elect officers and to let the officers form the club. The following officers were elected: President.......................... Margaret Oldfather Vice President Frances Mary Knipp Secretary Cherrie Malcolmson Treasurer Frances Martin Social Chairman Vernalee Burpo The officers met and after talking it over with Miss Hatfield, their advisor, they decided that the club should be called S. K., meaning Social Klub, and that it should have a two fold purpose; namely, to promote better and more wholesome social activities in Urbana High School, and to increase the school spirit. A membership drive was carried on, and the girls responded well. Meetings were held the first Tuesday of every month, and at each meeting we had something of interest. We tried to have some social activity each month. In October we had an All Girl Party in the Gym to advertise our Membership Drive. We gave a dance in November and another in December. In January we had a middy hop. and in February a Valentine dance was given. To cap the climax, in March we had a Mother and Daughter Banquet, at which Dean Clark was the principal speaker. On the whole, we believe that we carried out our purpose fairly well, and we issue a challenge to the future girls of Urbana High School that they keep up the club which ha made such a good beginning and see that it does not fall by the wayside. Cherrie Malcolmson. 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I know what it is, the carnival. And so the school began to talk and plan our second annual carnival. As before, each section presented a stunt but this year the third and fourth classes in each room planned the stunt. My, what a mad scramble for ideas! It was rather difficult to think of an orig- inal and suitable stunt and one which would be different from any pre- sented last year. Each room appointed a committee to be responsible for the success of the carnival work in that room. The various stunts presented were: Swimming Pool .....Room 207 ....Gymnasium .....Room 209 .....Room 309 .....Art Room .....Room 214 .....Room 304 .....Room 206 ......Cafeteria .....Room 213 .....Room 218 .... Room 308 .....Room 314 Sewing Room A Night in Venice...... The Passing Show ....... Over There................. Chocolate Drops’ Choice The Tivoli Ancient and Modern Jazz Judson’s Black Magic The Tribune Review Follies of 1922 The Savoy Hippodrome..... Radio Concert from Pittsburg University Activities a la U. H. S Fashions ...................... Italian Opera Land of Sunshine At 10:15 all other performances ceased and “The Tragical Death of Pyramus and Thisbe” was given in the auditorium. It was very ably pre- sented and exceedingly entertaining, furnishing a splendid close for a hilarious evening. The building was in grand gala decorations. The crowd was enor- mous, confetti everywhere, and variously costumed figures rushed here and there. No matter how you felt or who you were, you simply couldn’t help getting into the spirit of the U. H. S. carnival. It was irresistible. Ztoamtn... On ' HmndrrH Trn (Dic luiscntan ] IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3ll1IIIMIIIIIIC3lllltlllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3ll! (r 9 H Not only does the carnival mean a glorious good time for all of us, but it means financial backing for the Echo, and financial backing together with a good staff means a really splendid school publication. The net pro- ceeds amounted to $500.00. I C e “THE CHARM SCHOOL” The last week in April, Mrs. Sanford announced the date for the Sen- ior Play try-outs and told us something concerning the play—the char- acters, the plot, and type of talent needed. Immediately every senior was talking “play” with a vengeance. “What yer goin’ to try out for?” “My! how I’d love to be in it? ' “’Spose I have any chance?” Finally three- fourths of the 137 members of the seniors were bent on obtaining a part in that play. Then came the try-outs. They were held in the Art room and the atmosphere fairly radiated effort and that “I must get in it or die” feeling. Three nights were taken for tryouts. Everybody did his best and the seniors waited in tense excitement for the announcement of the cast. Finally, that fatal sheet of paper was posted and those who could get close enough to read it, saw something like the following: To Begin With Austin Bevans Kenneth Smith an automobile salesman with ideas which David Mackenzie........................................ Charles Metzel a law student, considers unpractical though George Boyd John Hill an expert accountant is willing to cooperate, and also Tim Simpkins Glem Huffer and Jim Simpkins Roland Manning who toil not and have never seriously considered spinning Homer Johns Hugh Binyon is the guardian of Elise Beneditti........................................Frances Martin the president of the Senior class at a school presided over by Miss Hays..........................................Virginia MacAuley who is loved and feared by all who know her, including her secretary Miss Curtis Nora Null who is adways trying to think well of the Senior class, consisting of Sally Boyd Margaret Birchard who is George’s sister and Muriel Doughty Ruth Price Ethel Spelvin Daphne Hutson Alix Mercier Helen Shroyer Lillian Stafford Rachel Watchorn Madge Kent Mildred Dunne E = 3 SlllC2IIIIIIIIIIIIC2IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIlC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIHIIIIIWIIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllll!IIIIIC)IIIUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllim:illtr K Onr Hundred Eleven JJIJMJ, pJ-ljlUHff JUQ siiii(]iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiitiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiiic)iiiiiiiiiiiie)iiiiiiiii]iiiiiiiiiin(}iiiiuiiiiiiaitiiiiiiiiii(jiiiimiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiie]iiiimiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiuinimiiiiiiuc}iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiinii|f c :: •)yauaq s4uosj9A|y ssijv Joj pasiBJ sbav 00 0031$ pu« 0Q'3$ n 00' I $ uiojj pjos S)Bas )q3iu puooas ay; uo •sjdiaaa.i s4)qS;u )say aq) iuojj .ioj pmd 0.10.W A’Bjd a.u)ua aq) joj sasuadxa qy 00 92,$ pa)unouiB ‘uioo.i )sa.i aq) jo )yauaq aq) joj ‘iq3iu )s.iy aq) 4jaiqj, do)S„ uio.ij )yo.icj XB|d aq) jo )uauioui .uaAa Supinp )sa.ia)ui paqaduioo uoi)OB qoinb pui? ‘suoi) -Baqduioa suouba ‘suot)Bn)is .iaAaj3 -uuo s Xq ua fB) sbav aauaipm? aq) pa;uasa.id XjqB os sbav )i aauis puB jjas)! uj .iaAap a i3a sbav AB|d aqx ajmSBj uoiub j UOSJfDBf p.iBA p3 q iuis q)auua i .lajonn uiaio ihh uM°r... |az)ap{ sapiBqo .iaq.io i auaSng A'au«a u nuw qasp.ua A'aipunn clqiqj uoAuia q3nn «w a pi° i«h .lafluiA'M iuiob i aSBABS q;na a.unSBjY uapji a|2no(PH «113 od.ma a9i«iuayv_ .ma.ynBq3 Xoubo .laamo 93!l°cl A'9q«j o ujo 99!i° i uaua.O -« UJO !I°cI aoqoj jo juBaS.iag uosduioqx aof UB OOQ qoBf uiBjads way AqqSnoqiAV '.«(I uosauiBf 's.i jy Aurq3 sauiBf .1.IB3 uiBqq vv U9N .1.1 B3 aSpBjY J.IB3 auqo.n?3 JJB3 ’sjjy .1.1B3 uqop :a.iaAV aauB.iBaddB .uaq) jo .iap.io ui )sbd aqx qooqas q !H «UBqjft aq) ui ua.viS .iaAa sXBjd )saq aq) jo auo pa)uasa.id puB p.iBq paaijDB.id A'aq) sqaa.vv aa.iq) .ioj XBp XaaAg -poo XqBuopdaa -xa sbav uasoqa )sbd aq) ‘s).iBd .ioj uo ipduioo uaaq 9M) jo asnBaaq puB Maqiuaoaci ui qaa.vv )sbj aq) pjaq a.ia.vv ..jaiqj, do)S„ .ioj sqno .Oj, «.33IHJL dOJLS� c jo pnoad aq qa.vv Xblu (ooqos M !H «uBq.ift )Bq) auo puB pa.iaq -iuauia.i aq o) A B|d b sbav 4 looqD§ ui.iBq3 aqx„ ‘.laqjaSoqy uioq) pasnj -a.i a.ia.vv ajdoad Xubui puB pios sbav jaqoi) XaaAg iauuBui juaqaaxa ub ui XBjd aq) pa)uasa.id puB s faaAv .moj .ioj Xqnjq)iBj paa|)DB.id )sbd aqx •Xpaiuoa Su|)BuiasBj b sauioaaq ABjd aq) ‘suo;)Bn -)is sno.iouinq jaq)o a'ubui puB a.ioj (ooqas Suip.iBoq q)iAv .iaq)aSojj ui;q q)iAV a.voj ui sqBj ssb|3 .loiuag aq) jo )uapisa.ij aq) asi|g uaq.vv paqona.i si xBuiqa aq) puB qooqas aq) jo spuS aq) JSuouib aDUBq.in)8ip b sasnua aq .vqB.m)Bx -uaui 3uno.v .iaq)o .moj tuiq q)i.vv s3ui.iq puB jBdpui.id sb j|as -uiiq qB)sui o) spaaaoad ajj uuBqa )qSnB) aq pjnoqs S(jiJ3 )Bq) jaqaq aq) si A’qqoq asoq.vv puB qooqos Siup.iBoq .spu b paji.iaqui sBq oq.vv ubiu 3unOA' u}B).iaa b jo sajqno.i) pin? s.vof aq) q)i.vv sjBap 44iooqo§ ui.iBq3 aqx„ q)iui )3.ibSjbi .v.ibj aflBABS q)na KlllUllllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3l]IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIinC3lllllllltlllC3IIl Xbav aq) ui sa’bavjb si oqAV • ais)OQ .loiunl b XB.13 a))o|.n?q3 IUR1U39UVJ ai|J) 3imauaMC3iuuiiiuiiDimiiuiniiiiuuiiiM(3iiuH!iiiiiaMiiiiuNorK- (EIic I nscmarit STUNT SHOW Speaking of talent—there surely was just “loads'’ of it presented in that Stunt Show. The freshman stunt was good; very clever—clever enough to appeal to the judges as the prize winners. After seeing their stunt we know now how some people gain entrance to the gates of Heav- en—and why some are turned away. Next—we find ourselves feeling the anxiety of the artist, in the soph- omore stunt. His masterpiece is being judged and we feel ready to “pull the judges hair” if the prize is not given to this young artist. But—what a relief—he is awarded the prize. The junior stunt gives to us every type of girl that we could ever wish for—and then the ideal girl! The sort of girl every fellow dreams of. And last, but not least—the senior stunt! It carries us back to the time of Cleopatra. We imagine ourselves as one of the Egyptians—bik- ing part in the celebration for the beautiful bride of the Nile. Thrills creep to the bottom of our hearts—we envy the bride. We want to plead with the king—to let the girl, who would marry for love only, go and seek her own way. But at last, it is revealed to us that the king is really the prince in disguise, the man that she has always loved. Then we all shout—“Isn’t it a grand an’ glorious feelin’?” BUL BUL On Friday evening, April 21, 1922, Bui Bui, a comic opera by Maud E. Inch and W. Rhys Herbert was presented in the Auditorium under the direction of Miss Shutts and Miss Ricketts. Bui Bui, is a comic opera, the scene of which is laid in the garden and ball room of the palace of Iamit, the monarch of a land we know not where, and deals with the ad- ventures of Iamit’s daughter Bui Bui upon her wedding day, The part of Iamit was taken by Charles Birdsell, who made an excellent monarch even if he was mild rrtannered. Virginia Thornsbuhg as Bui Bui, the beautiful daughter, was indeed a very charming princess with a voice which por- trayed her grief as well as her joy. With such an attractive young prin- cess there is always a prince, and so there was Ramon Maguire playing the part of Caspian, the amiable young prince to whom Maguire had been bethrothed. Nell McDonough, as Lilia, Bui Bui’s friend, and John Beres- ford as Alain, the friend of Caspian, performed their parts creditably and with ease. To add dignity to the scene there was Ida, the court chaperon, a somewhat difficult role, but well filled by Esther Bruhn. And then, lest it be too dignified, there was Dosay, Keeper of the Royal Cash Spectacles, taken by Charles Metzel, and Justso, Keeper of the Royal Cash Box, played by Edward Jackson; these two added just enough humor to balance the whole. These people were well supported by five choruses, the Maids of Honor, House Maids, Peddlers, and Court Ladies and Gentlemen. Mar- jorie Wilson played a part of major importance as pianist. So much for the people. The music was varied but all of it “peppy” and “catchy”. The costumes were—well, they were gorgeous—and the whole operetta was a great success from the first chord to the last. Charles Metzel. OHM luiiiNiiiiiiiaiiiiiiitimciiiiii One Hundred Thirtttn AN ARMENIAN LOVE TALE Over and over it sang itself in my heart. The wind along the decks echoed it, the chug-chug of the engine throbbed with it, even the voices about me pulsed with it. I was going home—home—home. Far away in the rosy glow of the fading sunset was the land of my heart’s desire. Be- hind me outlined against the darkening sky were the graceful mosques and minerets of Constantinople. I was stirred with a faint regret at leaving behind me the color, life, and romance of that great city, but the joy of the realization of my return home soon drove these thoughts from my rrfind. Before long I made friends among the passengers. I was attracted to one young girl in particular—a graceful, black-haired, black-eyed maid- en of Armenian parentage. She was traveling to America with the mother of her fiance, who had provided money for passage and trousseau as the girl was an orphan of slender means. One day while we were walking the deck arm in arm, Adelaide told me of her romance. It seemed very strange to me but was not an unusual occurrence among Armenian families. “Armenian marriage customs are very different from those of Amer- ica,’’ she began, “The arrangements are all made by the parents or guardians and in some cases, as in my own, the boy and girl have never seen each other.” She paused a moment fumbling with a locket at her throat. “Here is his picture,” she said as I looked into the clear, dark eyes of the young Armenian. “Perhaps you think that we shall not be happy,” she continued, “but you are mistaken in this. It rarely ever fails.” I was astonished and rather amazed at the matter of fact tone she used to tell me this. Still, I reflected, there could not be many more un- happy marriages by this system than by the helter skelter methods used in my own country. As the days passed, Adelaide and I became better acquainted. I had many interesting conversations both with her and with Madam Villigros. her future mother-in-law. I found Madam a very pleasant woman who seemed fond of Adelaide. She told me a great deal about her son, and from what she said I concluded that her only remaining wish was to see him happily married. c 5 5 I C One IlnndrtH Fourteen ........................... (T| JxOSCUtrtni 11................... i On board the ship was an American boy a little older than Adelaide. The two became fast friends. Day by day this friendship grew until it gradually deepened into love. Reno was not a handsome boy nor was he especially striking in any way. Nevertheless he possessed some strange attraction for Adelaide. She could not keep her eyes from him and they spent long hours together, walking the deck or conversing side by side in steamer chairs. This had been going on nearly a week when Madam Villigros sent for me. I found her in her stateroom, a very spacious and comfortable apartment. We had a long talk during which she explained the situation clearly and concisely. “We shall not mince words,” she said in closing. “Adelaide’s acquaint- ances are beginning to speak of her behavior. My position is very em- barrasing. I have spoken to her about it, but my words have had no effect. Perhaps if you would speak of it, it would help matters. In the name of all that is good, I appeal to you.” Reluctantly I agreed to do as she requested. The next day when I met Adelaide upon the deck, I spoke to her. “Let us find a sheltered corner where we may talk in private,” I said as I slipped my arm through hers. I led the way and we soon comfortably settled safe from interruption. I looked down at the girl at my side. Her eyes had a dreamy and far-away expression in them as they rested upon the tumbling waves. In some strange manner a transformation had taken place. There was a radient quality about her face which was new. She had been pretty, but now she was beautiful. It was not only a beauty of feature and expression but it seemed to be a beauty of soul also. “Yesterday I had a talk with Madam,” I began, and then went on to tell her what Madam had said. She looked troubled. “Love is a wonderful thing; it is so precious and comes so rarely. Is it right to spoil so beautiful a love as ours?” She lifted her face, nothing could have been more innocent and trust- ing than the way she looked up at me. “How shall I answer her?” was my thought. “Love is like a flower,” she continued, “when one goes to sleep at night it is only a bud. but in the morning one wakes to find that it has be- come a full blown rose.” I pleaded with her but I could not change her resolution. Through it all she remained firm. “As long as I have love I can withstand the world but without it I am as nothing”. These were her parting words and when I recalled the expression on her face I realized that what she said was true. She went to Madam’s stateroom. A painful scene followed but what passed between them I never knew. As a result of the interview Madam Villigros was confined to her bed for several days. The realization that this was a final break and that there was nothing she cguld do to prevent a it, was like a physical blow. At an evening gathering which every one on the ship attended—that is, all except Madam—Adelaide announced her engagement. The party was a gay one, but in spite of all the laughter about me I could not help feeling sorry for the disappointed mother left alone in her cabin. Every sound of mirth which reached her must have been added agonv to her ai- I . ................................................ I One Hundred Fifteen SUIOIIIIIIIIIIIlUimillllllK]1 D 5 i c miiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiii (Tjii' HaOSCUUU‘11 siiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiicsiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiicsiiiiiiiiiiiicsniiiiiiiiiicji� 5 C h I ready overburdened soul. As for Adelaide, she was the happiest person imaginable. She flitted from one merry group to another like some bright- ly colored tropical butterfly. Throughout the remaining days of the journey she continued to be the spirit of joy itself. One afternoon she came to my stateroom and during the course of our conversation told me her plans for the future. I shall never forget the way she looked as she stood in the doorway bidding me good-bye. A ray of sunlight fell across her dark hair and with the almost celestial expression of her face, gave her the look of a Cestine Madonna. One glimpse and she was gone. The morning before we were to disembark I met Madam upon the deck. I had seen neither her nor Adelaide since Adelaide s visit to my stateroom. I was much surprised when she drew me aside and spoke to me. “I wish you would come to my cabin ' she said as she led the way, “I want to speak to you about Adelaide.” As she opened the door I heard the sound of sobbing. Huddled upon the bed crying as if her heart would break was Adelaide. I was aston- ished, for the last time I had seen her she had been the most joyful being upon earth, but as I looked at the weeping figure I felt that now she was the most desolate. “What could be the matter,” I thought. I turned to Madam and she explained that Reno had refused to see Adelaide and everything which had bound the two together was now over. I knelt by Adelaide’s side and spoke to her. She lifted her tear-stained face. “I was so happy—so happy,” she sobbed “What shall I do? There is no one I can go to, and Madam and Reno have turned against me. If Madam would only take me back. Otherwise—,” she shivered, ‘T have only a few dollars.” I looked at Madam Villigros. Written in her face was all the suffer- ing of the past week. She looked fully ten years older. My glance re- turned to the downcast figure on the bed. Although I felt sorry for Ade- laid, I could not blame Madam. She had chosen the girl for the wife of her son, paid for first class passage, and purchased all the wedding gar- ments. In return for all this, Adelaide had fallen in love with Reno and now that he had proved false, wished Madam to forget the past. No, I could not blame Madam. Between the sobs which shook her slender body, Adelaide begged forgiveness. If Madam would only take her back she would promise any- thing—everything. There was much pleading in her voice and she looked so young and pitiful as she lay there that I could not see how anyone could refuse. But Madam had grieved too deeply to forgive lightly so grave a fault. I tried to comfort the girl but she was beyond any sympathy that I could offer so I quietly left the cabin. When Adelaide stepped out of the boat the next morning she saw on every hand, husbands, wives, brothers, sisters, friends, and sweethearts, greeting one another with loving embraces. In all that great sea of faces hers was the only sad one. She, too, might have been one with that joy- ous throng—she too might have been clasped in strong arms. The ache in her throat rose, throbbing, choking, tearing her heart. Would it never cease! Before her were long, lonely, empty years; behind her was the cru- cifixion of her heart. A great pity for her overwhelmed me as I watched her disappear into the crowd. Esther Harding. n c 5 i 5nC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll One until t tl Sixteen S :3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll[3IIIIIIIUIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIOllllllllllllt3ir .............................................................IIIIICJIIIIIIIIIIIIHIII (L|f£ l OSCUt U U IIIIIC31.......Ilin£ i TO NATURE Bring me again the summer day, The shady wood, the open field, The time when every hour means play, And life seems good. Teach me the mystery of the flower, Give me the music of the brook. And let me feel the out-of-doors To be my book. Give me the woodlands undefiled By man’s disturbing influence, Where birds and flowering things are wild And life means peace. Give me to know the heart of all The things of nature close at hand; And knowing these, to come at last To understand. The sunshine on the open field Brings life to nature’s creatures there, And tells of God’s unending love. And ceaseless care. James Hutchinson. MEDITATION ON A WILD ROSE As the little bud of the wild rose unfolds in the warm sunshine on a bright spring morning, it forms a beautiful flower. And as the glis- tening dew evaporates from its petals, an enticing fragrance can be scented from the distance. I sometimes wonder why Nature endowed the wild rose with this fragrance in blossom time. Is it not enough to be beautiful and delicately colored? To be sure, scientists explain the why and the wherefore by saying that the bloom must be fragrant to entice the bee. But could not the wind waft the pollen from blossom to blossom? Does the rose know that this thrifty worker takes the nectar from her cup? If it were possible would she not shake his hairy body from her petals in disgust? Scientists will never know the answers to these questions; yet many people wonder whether the wild rose realizes it is beautiful as it sways in the breeze, whether it is proud of its fragrance. Does the flower wish to remain with the mother bush until it withers and dies? Or is it satisfied when it is plucked and used as an ornament for the sick room— or made into sweet-scented perfumes? It has no choice. Daphne Hutson. la. une i Our II u ml ml Srrrulrru .................................................. mini..... jiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiuiiiiiiiiciiiiiiiiiiiiiJiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiHiiiicjiimiiiiiiitii SPRING FEVER Spring fever comes from a germ, noted as far back as there was a season of the year when there were a number of changes in the tempera- ture. It hibernates in books through the year until this season of changes come. The changing from cool to warm seems to wake up the little beast and allows it to attack the body, producing a listlessness which very often ends in the flunk of a course. After telling you it is a germ and where it is found, I shall endeavor to describe it otherwise. It belongs to the family of pestus on its father’s side but I have not been able to trace its mother’s lineage. It is, however, very eccentric and will only wake up in times of stress as shown above. Then this little beast calmly climbs off a book upon a person and goes down into the bicuspidiary glands behind the big toe. If allowed to re- main here, great harm is done, but if the person attacked will seize the book in question or any other good school book and work harder than ever, the thaoryxilium will close on this genii, the tale will be ended for him, and the great plague flunkus will be averted. Lawrenck Warren. w ALONE ON THE BEACH Alone on the beach when the wind is high, When the joyous breakers come dashing by, When the very lake is glad to swirl Pushed by that gladsome sweeping whirl Air is bracing and sky is bright, The wind pushes back with all its might It’s great to press onward and conquer the blast, Feel keen, sweet air go whistling past— While the joyous breakers come dashing by, Alone on the beach when the wind is high. Alone on the beach when the sun goes down When the tip of each wave and each ripple is found Touched by glowing, glorious, glints of gold, Resplendent, reflected a million-fold, Until all the great world, the lake, and the sky In glorious golden magnificence, Oh, splendors more dazzling than Midas’ are found, Alone on the beach when the sun goes down. Alone on the beach when night has come And the friendly stars light one by one, And a piercing breeze, like an elfish sprite, And the mulHed roar of the lake at night A rich, full moon from behind the pines Which loom in the background with dark cut lines, Rich, dark colorings and a sense of the true, Really great things worth while to you To find the great things in life to be done, Lie alone on the beach when night has come. Nora Null fiuiiiiiiiiiiiie]iiiiiiiiiiii()iiiiiiimiic iiiiiiiiiiiiuimiiiiiiiui(]i i«iiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiirjc One H undet t! Eiffhteru rvncj! c tom.... dJu' 3. OSCUUll U ....................... “THE POETRY OF COMMON THINGS” When man can see the soul of art In every little thing, The meanings hid in apple cores, The reason why for squeaking doors, And door bells that won’t ring; When he can find some beauty in A funny-looking safety pin, And teakettles that sing— Then he’s a poet. When man can see a message in The tiny wavering goldfish fin, The yawning hole in father’s sock, Monotonous ticking of the clock, Or half-filled flour bin; When he can see such things each day, He is no common man, I say, He has agiowing fire within, For he’s a poet. But if he writes of far-off things, If other climes are those he sings, Chivalry and the deeds of old, The northern Vikings, stern and bold, Or birds with drooping wings, The stars that shine in Heaven high, The thought the first flower brings, Then he’s no poet. For if a poet man would be, In every-day things he must see A meaning fair as new-born flowers; Must take from every passing hour The honey, ere it flee; He must the soul of beauty find In homely things of every kind, These things do faithfully, To be a poet. Dorothy Burrows ’22 THE DIARY OF THE GOLF BALL March 28. Well, I was placed on this counter with a lot of other companions and I must say I am lonesome. I can hardly get a word out of them because I am not of the same brand and they seem to look down on me. People don’t seem to like me because they are continually taking some of the others away, but poor little me sits here in my box, hour after hour. I do wonder when I’ll be moved from here. April 3. Its been done, the moving, I mean. It all happened yesterday, but I was so busy that I couldn’t put anything down here. I heard the clerk talking over the phone to some one and he said, ‘‘Yes sir, yes sir, we’ll send them right out, thank you, sir.” Right away he came to my counter and began looking over, and oh, how I beamed through my rubber covering so «UIIIIIIIIIIIICJIIIIIIIIIIIIUI IOIOII IC3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllimil ( «« Hundred Nineteen � iJIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llilllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll s (the Rosemary 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllt3IIIIIIIIIIII3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIUie3llllltlllllini2 a I g he would notice me. After examining most of them carefully, he picked me up and said, “I guess you’ll do, haven’t been handled as much as the others.” I was so happy that I ’bout rolled off the counter in my anxiety to please. I was carefully wrapped and packed and sent to a most won- derful building by a messenger. (I found that out later, after I had been unwrapped.) As yet, I had not seen the man who was to claim me, but pretty soon a fairly stout gentleman came into the room and looked me over. “Well”, he said, ‘‘I guess this isn’t so bad.” Then he picked up his pen and deliberately wrote across my clean, white face, Warren (i. Hard- ing.” How happy I was. Even in my short life I had heard of him. So now I’m waiting for further developments. April 5. I’m afraid its developed. I feel terribly neglected. Here I am in a tuft of grass and I haven’t been touched for four hours, I must be lost. Here’s how it all happened: The next day after my purchase, Warren took me out to the links and prepared to drive off. (lee, I was scared, but proud also. I was afraid that my pride had swelled me up so that he wouldn’t have any use for me. Anyway, I guess it didn’t make much dif- ference. A few moments later, I was sick of the deal. There I was flying through space and oh, but there was a funny feeling in the rubber ball in- side of me. I thought I never would land but when I did, I could hardly stop rolling until finally I managed to land in this tuft where I still am. That’s why I say that 1 guess I’m lost. April 6. I think I’m found, ’cause a little boy came along and picked me up. He had a funny long bag with some sticks in it and I think he is what they call a caddy. He took me home with him and gave me to his little sister. She’s very nice and I think I’m going to like being here. April 15. It looks as if I’m going to stay here for good, at least I think so, for Ive been here for almost ten days. I’m having a wonderful time. Jean— that’s her name—likes me too, and she will hardly let me out of her sight. She uses me when she plays with funny little pointed things that Jean calls jacks. I do hope I can stay here for I’m having lots more fun than being knocked from one end of the links to the other. Lklia Petrat AFTERWARDS When we drink deep of sorrow’s cup. And find the meaning of that sup, May we leprn after to look up, Though it be tearfully! When time has healed each wound and scar, When bitter thoughts but mem’ries are, And we gaze back as from afar Into an unknown sea; So life for us resumes again, With poignant sadness fading then, Into a land where God for men Awaits consolingly. So let Life’s current ebb and flow, That when we hear our call to go. Then we may meet once more and—lo! Pass to Eternity. g i£ 5 5 c a 5 ttUllil!IIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIII(3llllllllllll(3llllllllllllt3IIIIIIIIIIIMOIIIIIIIIIIIC3ll IC3IUIIIIIIIllC3llllllllllllC3llllllllllllCaiUIUUIIIlC3llllt One II umlrttl Tifnlu .......................... (£| j £ 0 S ?UUl tt) iiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiio...nmiiicjiiiniiiiuing A SENIOR’S FAREWELL Our high school days are almost gone, These days so full and bright, But may our hearts ne’er be forlorn When they are lost to sight. My friends, be loyal, staunch and true To this our home of learning. For though we’ll travel pathways new Let’s keep the heart-fires burning. Urbana teachers, friends and chums! We shall not soon forget you: You’ve helped us with our themes and sums And in debate impromptu. We’ll ever cherish as we go These four short years just ending And think of them with hearts aglow For all that Fortune’s sending. Fleet memory then will keep them near When’er we wish them back, And call to mind each scene of cheer ’Neath the Orange and the Black! E. Mildred McCurdy. PRESENT DAY SKIRTS A Scotchman has hardy knees. Whether he has hardy knees because they are uncovered, or they are uncovered because they are hardy is a question I am not concerned with. What I am more interested in is whether the modern girl is trying to develop the same class of knees as the Scotchman. She certainly is not uncovering them because they are strong enough to withstand the elements. However I see no object in de- veloping hard knees unless one intends to be a football or a basketball player, and it seems to me that the girl who is least likely to indulge in either one of these sports is the one that seems to be trying this method, if that is its purpose. 1 have heard it said that the most perfect product of nature is the human body. Is this why the young lady of today exposes her knees? Although they may be beautiful to look at, I am sure that they should not be shown to all idle glancers on every street corner. Perhaps the young lady of today were a short skirt exposing her knees in order to be comfortable. May I not say that I have seen pictures, and have heard my mother and grandmother tell of a time when women wore skirts to their shoe-tops, to the ground, and not so long ago dragging several feet behind them. These women are not on record as having died prematurely on account of a life full of the torture of a long skirt. The grandmother of today who wears her dress to her shoe-tops does not seem to be pining away on account of the discomforts it causes. I can think of no other reasons why a girl should wear such extremely short skirts unless it is because all the other girls do. Why do all the other girls? Who started it? Well, women are women. Ottr « .«. Ttrruttftiuf CL l| I' 1 n s cma nj mmtmmtmm.naii� iwi.. e a s c A DAY IN U. H. S. Oh-h-h-hum, what sorrow can be as great as this? To start to school on a morning in early spring. Maybe some of my gentle readers have exper- ienced the following sensation. You awaken and hear the robins crowing lustily in the cabbage vines and see the warm sunshine streaming through your windows like molasses in zero weather. You close your eyes and smile loudly to yourself. What is as fine as this? Nothing, no time. Sud- denly a cloud comes across your vision. Next, you realize the cruel facts of the situation, as the saddest thought of all things asserts itself. “I ve got to go to school, today.” Quickly comes another staggering blow— ‘Fred! oh, Fr-r-e-d! get up this minute or you’ll be late to school.” (Just as if you were not already aware of the fact). Hut let us draw the curtain on such scenes as occur between the period of arising and getting to the Emporium of knowledge. Finally, arrived safe and sound at eight-forty-four a. m. perzactlv, you receive a kind invitation to help yourself to some work handed to you by the hawk-eyed custodian of the desk, whose ears are so well trained in the Sherlock Holmes act that nothing gets by her, not even a high grade. You drag slowly through the first period and finally peace is again re- stored by the sweet chiming of the school gong. Once every forty minutes this catastrophe occurs. What happens between these bells, during the peace and quiet, would never do to relate. Each and every student is en- gaged in the last occupation that you would expect—studying. After an unendurable stretch of such agreeable labor, the clock hands near twelve— much figeting and glancing at Ingersols have already foretold this much for an hour. If you are energetic enough to reach the north end of the lower hall by the time the bell has finished ringing you will perceive that a little football training would be advantageous to the weaker sex, in the cafeteria line. With an “et too heavy” feeling, you leisurely stroll back to the cham- ber of tortue, perhaps to loiter in the halls and be “shooed” along by the principal or wander around to the gym to watch the gymnastic stunts in said form of dancing. At twelve thirty-five the general mass settles down to an uneasy period of day dreaming. At last we are again relieved of all our worries and as each pupil carefully ( ?) closes his book and quietly ( ?) passes to the locker rooms, he is cheered and comforted by the thought of “nothing to do ’till tomorrow.” Now, all ye, whose eyes chance to peruse this loving epistle, can you be so cruel as to chastise one of us for straying from the beaten path of routine and spending an afternoon at the only haven of rest, the “Orph”? Clarence Vest, ’22. RAIN There is something glad and happy about spring rains. They are so fresh and clean after the long, cold winter. Everything smells nice after- wards, and they are not drearily chilly. The grass is so green after the first rain, and before long a few early flowers have appeared. Even though the sky is gray, there is something cheerful and refreshing about the spring rain. In the summer, rain is almost always a blessing. The cool gray sky and the steady patter of the drops relieve nerves affected by the long hot days. It settles the dust, cools the air and brightens things up generally. The lines from Longfellow express it beautifully: a Oitr Hundred Tirenty-tiro ............................................................................................. NMK� IIMMiaWI ic]iiiiiiiimic3iiiiiiiiHMC3iiiiiiiiiitiiiiiitc3iiiiiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiiiniC3aii l HSCHtarU JIHml JTOI,,l,IIOIIII,,l,,,,iaMI,ll,l,l,l®llll,lll,,,OI,l,l,llll,lt,§ “How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane. How beautiful is the rain!” Autumn rains are depressing. The leaves are beginning to fall, the air is heavy and chilly, the sky leaden. The peculiar noise of the drops falling on the dead leaves is melancholy. In November this is especially true. The rain wails and lashes the bare trees. The raw wind penetrates the warmest wraps, and makes people scurry home. A good book, near a bright fire is the best solace for a fall rain. Sometimes the rain on the window panes makes one appreciate being sheltered from it; usually it brings, “A feeling of sadness and longing, “That is not akin to pain. And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.” Virginia McCauley, ’22. THE YOUNG MAN’S ENIGMA It is the common talk among confectioners that Russell Stover de- voted two years of his life to discovering the ingredients of the Eskimo pie, but in the end he had something worth while—one might say a master- piece. The average youth of today could put an equal amount of time to trying to tie a bow necktie and in the end have nothing but an exasperat- ing experience and a nasty temper. Every man who wears shoes ties a bow at least twice a day. He does it easily, quickly, and even subconsciously. A shoestring requires but lit- tle attention and it receives less. A bow is a bow, whether it be on a shoe- string or a necktie. These young men who tie a shoestring bow so pro- ficiently face the prospect of tying a necktie bow with trembling fingers and wild eyes. The reason for this sad state is very evident. No one looks at your shoestring except a shoe salesman, while the world and everyone in it looks at your necktie, if you wear one. Usually the young man faces the ordeal of mastering the bow tie with an alarming lack of self confidence. This lack of self confidence soon turns to nervousness, the nervousness to anger ,and anger to madness. That the bow tie has a much neater appearance than the four-in-hand I leave for your better judgment to admit; but on the contrary, if you will not admit this I will cite proof. It is well understood that the dress suit is the acme of fashion and it demands the bow tie. It requires very little argument to establish the fact that the bow tie is the preferred “thing in neckwear. It is quite possible in this inventive age to buy a bow tie already tied. When a young man makes such a purchase he also makes a confession. He admits he cannot tie a bow tie; but the young man who takes pride in personal conquests will never make such an admission. A properly tied bow tie is enough to interest any interesting girl, but as yet the young man who can properly tie one has not and never will be found. Eugene Forker. Out Hundred Tweutif-threi IICailllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllll3lllllltlIIIIC3llllllllllimilllllllllll c (Lite Ixosmtary c AUTHOR’S REVIEW Why we should study English Lit., I never could explain; There seems to be no use of it, And it surely gives us pain. Hii.iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiii'ic n y Why must we study lives of men, Who long since cashed their checks, And by their foolish running verse Hanged this millstone ’round our necks. Is it because they were so great, Or we’ve nothing else to do? Let’s pick a few and consultate, Or hold a grand review. Bill Shakespeare was a decent chap, Who dearly loved roast quail; They caught Bill poaching one dark day, Bill ran to escape the jail. Ben Johnson was a nervy guy, Who laid a man out numb; But for this deed so dark and sly, He was branded on the thumb. A translator great was Alec Pope, Who set the world on fire; But just between the two of us, He was an awful liar. Goldsmith was a funny cuss, And liked by all ’twas said; But in spite of all the jack he made; He never saved a red. c 9 Bobby Burns was an inebriate, Who thought the girls quite dear; But Bobby died at an early date, The result of both, I fear. And now I’ve tried to show you That poets have no wings, And like the rest of mortals Must have their little flings. Let’s study lives of modern men, Who tell us what to do; So all aboard for the life of Ford, And we’ll quit this stone age crew. Fred Corray. IIIIIIIIIIIIICaillllUlililC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIUIUII One Hundred Tieenly-fonr 111111111 i jiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiMinr ®l|C luiscmaru ENGLISH 8 One day our English teacher said, “By tomorrow I want you to have read Some works which Addison did write, And do that reading this very night.” When of this author we’d read our fill. She gave us some more to fill the bill; Then Friday morning just at nine, She told us to write a mighty line. To copy Addison when we write, And turn it in by Monday night. So she might sit before the fire And mark and laugh at our satire. Now one who hasn’t Addie’s brains Cannot write for personal gains Without some outside help or lift, R r writing essays is a gift. So let us hope when our papers are graded. That our English teacher’s eyes are shaded To all mistakes that we might make, When called upon to write a fake. George Still, ’22. s OUR CLASS Four years ago mere freshmen were we, As timid a bunch as you’re likely to see; The laughing stock of the entire school, The senior bunch surely treated us cool; So we took for our motto “ ‘Do or die’ ” We’re going through Urbana High. After these short and happy years To the faculty we pay our tears; For they have most faithful been, To see us through the thick and thin. And whether we teach or live on the farm This education can do us no harm. By wholesome pleasure and honest work, We’ve passed the tests while others shirked; But nevertheless, we all rejoice That we have taken as our choice, The right to come back and graduate From such a school in such a state. Now the day is drawing nigh, When we must leave Urbana High; We feel that we could master all After leaving this learned hall. Mike, the honors belong to you, For this famous class of ’22. Merle Ogden. 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Every senior was to come to the High School and from there the entire group would go to the station. Imagine one hundred dig- nified high school seniors marching down Race Street, each one with a beaming face and a basket on each arm. Dogs barked; people stared; small boys hooted, and all Urbana turned-out to see this jovial band of seniors leave town to spend a day with Dame Nature. Nine o’clock; and as the car pulled into sight we saw struggling mem- bers with coat tails flying come rushing up to join the throng. “Homer Park”, called the conductor, and we crowded to the rear end of the car and oozed out. The place we had chosen as our picnic ground might be called a “A Haven of Rest” but it would certainly require an optimist to give such a name to it. We were immediately greeted by a host of mosquitoes and students who had driven over in motor cars. After getting a general observation of our surroundings we tried our luck at various amusements suggested by various members of the group. Just at the moment when excitement seemed to lull, Chester Bennett revived our interest by falling headlong into the river. It was quite amusing to see the droll way in which Mary Schlister pulled him out. When we had spent or wasted the better part of three hours some one called, “Dinner.” We needed no second invita- tion but responded with astonishing alacrity. Our meal was wonder- ful and consisted of—well you know what, including all manners and kinds of bugs and insects. During the afternoon we danced in a pavilion in which the tempera- ture was near the boiling point, yet nobody complained, because, we were dancing and not working; imagine this same group working in a place as hot and not complaining. When time is pleasant, time goes quickly, and all too soon we scurried around to get onto the car that was to take us home. The whole affair was planned to give pleasure to a group of mature-minded high school stu- dents, and as a result it worked out according to plans. George Still. ALL SCHOOL PARTY “Wasn’t the gym great?” “Say, did you have a good time? Gee! I got two Eskimo Pies.” “Boy! that sure was a keen orchestra. Some of the funniest dates I ever saw!” “Yep! Urbana high school has a lot of pep and some keen women too!” From all of which it is reasonably safe to say that our annual All- School Party was really something of a howling success. Looking in on the scenes about 10:30 you would have seen a veritable paradise of pleas- ure. There were two rows of white pillars, flower entwined, and close overhead a canopy of all colors, green, lavender, pink, blue, yellow; and dancing everywhere in the dim light were figures, happy pleasure-loving iiiiiiiiiinuniiimiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiicaniiiiiuiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiitc3iiiiiNiiiiic3iimiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiuiiiciiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiniiiiiiiic]iiiil« Our Mudrt rl T irmly- if hl C3uriiiiiiiii[3iiiiiiuiiiiiia nitiniiiiiiKStiiiiniiMic] 1 OSCUUIVU ....................... figures, dancing in the rhythmic time to the music. Bright colored gowns, joyful faces,—a veritable high school Mardi Gras. Earlier in the evening a play was given in the auditorium. It was a clever, humorous play and exceptionally well presented. It was called “Queen Anne Cottage” and the cast was a talented and experienced set of players. Silva Harter sang for us also, only as Syb can and further enter- tainment was furnished later (in the gym) by Barion Baker and Helen Maguire who did a clever bit of dancing. As for eats, all during the evening there was delicious punch avail- able only a few steps down the hall. Then there were Polar bears and wafer sticks. Oh! it’s all very well to be romantic but good eats are the life of any party. Possibly -there was a little inconvenience in getting them, but once obtained, believe me, they were appreciated. If you were sly enough you were able to get two, said action being very wicked but none the less pleasurable. Still more dancing followed refreshments, including a peppy tag dance. Finally when the call—“last dance” was heard everyone suddenly realized that he was nearing the end of an awfully good time. On seniors it dawned with a jerk that this was the last dance of their last All-School Party, and somehow it hurt to think about it. But all things must end, even a rollicking good time,—even our own All-School Party. It was a grand party, ye who got it up, and the next year’s All-School Party committees will have to work mighty hard to have a better one. “What did you think of the party? I had a scrumptuous time, didn’t you?” Nora Null. a SENIOR BANQUET The Senior Banquet was held June 8, in the Urbana High School Caf- eteria. My, those eats! Mrs. Jackson kept up her reputation by furn- ishing a magnificent banquet. The committees to plan the banquet were: Entertainment—Ray Maguire, Chairman; Helen Shroyer. John Hill. Eats—Charles Metzel, Chairman; Ada Miller, Ruth Savage. Decorative—Frances Mary Knipp, Chairman; Josephine Boner, Fred Corray. These committees worked faithfully and the banquet was planned in every detail. It was a “No-Date” affair and the entire Senior Class had a rollicking good time. Seemed just like a glorious big family didn’t it? The Senior Banquet is becoming an annual event to which each Senior looks forward with interest. JUNIOR-SENIOR PARTY Oh, yes—the annual Junior-Senior hallowe’en party was a brilliant affair.” There were people from all over the world—-Spain, France. Rus- sia, Hungary, and Hawaii. Then too, we had gypsies, fairies, elfs, and all the fairy land people. It was a dance where all the juniors assembled to help the seniors enjoy for the last time in a class, a mask story book ball. Ohooo—the decorations were spooky, made funny little things go up and down your back. Ghosts and Jack o’ lanterns peeked out at us from every corner. But when the eats came, we forgot all about the “spooky feelin’” and went to work. IC3llllllllllll(3llllll!l!ll!Hllll£ Onr Hundrrii Tirtnty-nim 0% Juiscumru JUNIOR-SENIOR COUNTY FAIR “Didja go to the party in the gym May the sixth?” asked the Little Sophomore Girl who is always asking questions. And when she found that the Senior Girl had gone, she wanted to hear all about it. “In the first place,” said the Senior Girl, they asked us to wear gingham dresses and the boys were to wear blue shirts or whatever boys wear when girls wear gingham. It was lucky for us that we did, for when we arrived they handed us a program and some red tickets and sent us down a sliding board into the gym. “There were twisted streamers of orange and black, stretched from the walls to a large hoop at the center of the ceiling and the stalls around the room were made of lattice, decorated in these same colors.” Then the Little Sophomore Girl asked, “But why did they give you the red tickets?” “Well, there was candy, popcorn and red lemonade in the stalls and we bought them with these tickets. Then they had balloons and confetti and an orchestra. Graves, Sperry, and Zach Martin played for the dan- cing. The chaperones were Miss Battaile, Miss Ricketts, Miss Hatfield, Miss Werner, Mrs. Sanford and Mrs. Killifer. “And were all the Juniors and Seniors there?” The Little Sophomore Girl who is always asking questions wanted to know. “Perhaps not,” said the Senior Girl, “but I’M sure if there is ever another county fair in this school, everyone who can possibly come will be there.” Mildred Whitaker, ’23. IIHC3IIIII iiiiiiciiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiuit 9IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll!llllllllt3ltllllllllllCailllllllllllC3lll One Hundred Thirty iiicaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiii3iiiiimiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii (T|Ux AOSl'UUlVU IIIIIIIC3I iiiii flTINC VARSITY DEBATING VERY year there appears in the annual of the Urbana High School a page which tells of the adventures, the work, and the luck of the Varsity Debaters of that year. For Var- sity Debating, you know is as much an all school activity as football or basketball. Nevertheless, there are few who are eager to participate in debating and fewer still who are really enthusiastic for Urbana to win a debate. Why? Oh! a debate never draws a crowd. There aren’t enough thrills! If, as one member of the team put it, we had a certain member of the team who was prone to fall into a dead faint in the midst of his last rebuttal, and as a result would have to be carried out, we should have capacity crowds to talk to. When Mrs. Sanford announced the question for the Annual Dual De- bate with Danville and set the date for the first tryout, about fifteen people began to wend their way to libraries, to pester their families, to explore the musty recesses of encyclopedias, and quote the reliable authority of H IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3III ’50lllllltllllt3llllllllllll(3llllllllllllt3llllllllllll(3lllllllllllllll(]llllllllllll[3ll One Hundred Thirl� .mu C3llllllllllill3llllilllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll (Elie Juiscmary 3IMIIIIIMIIC3IIIIIIIIMIIC3llllllllllimiirilllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllillC3l 1 | the New Republic. From this tryout twelve were chosen so that there might be four complete teams and two complete debates in the second try-out. The question used in all tryouts was Resolved: That the Federal gov- ernment should pay a bonus (the amount to be determined by Congress) to all veterans of the World War. It proved to be a very interesting topic, and one upon which orators could dilate stupendously with gesticulations of arms and tragic pathos of voice. Indeed, Mr. Chadwell, our coach from the University said after the second tryout that there was entirely too much oratory for good debating so he “weeded us out” according to all- round convincing ability. Those chosen for the negative team which debated at Danville were: Anna Sporleder, Kitty Kempner, and Philip Hundley, captain. Those on the affirmative team were: Charles Metzel, Dick Woolbert, and Nora Null, captain. Basel Brune and Naomi Wyninger were alternates. The next few weeks the teams worked and toiled until they felt the very honor of the nation was dependent on that debate. Finally the mo- mentous evening of February 17, arrived. The negative had been safely embarked on the train to Danville together with Mr. Chadwell and Mrs. Sanford, leaving the affirmative with a lonely feeling around their hearts, and just a wee bit frightened. The decision at Urbana was in favor of Urbana and at Danville in favor of Danville. They were glorious debaters and Urbana showed her mettle. There is just one thing the Varsity Team of ’22 wants to pass on to the next team, and that is our password. We like that password. It means something. So remember, oh! ye debaters of ’23 that Urbana High’s honor is at stake, and that the password is Fight. Nora Null. a anC3llllllllll!IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIHIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llll1IIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llimillllinilllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllltllMC3llllllllllllC3llllllllllliaillllllllRIC3ir One Hundred Thirty-tiro I: . . : Our lluudrrti Thirttl-thrrr Illldllllll.IC3IIIII........IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC31................... II(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3IIIIIIIIIIII(3I£ j� � pjjPHnn iiiimiininig i(3iiiiiiiniiK3Miiuiiiii(3niiiinim(]iiiiiiiiiii(3iiiiiiam(3iiiiniiiiii( lUttllUSO V£ vU] j) ..................................................................... civnbs nvaxooj axisjiva (Lhc luiscmaru IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3li:3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3l 5 � � = FOOTBALL g c HE football season at Urbana High School started when 1 Coach Bronson called for candidates and issued suits. About fifty men reported for practice the first night. Of these fifty, only four regulars, Allman (Capt.) Smith, Stock well, and Hissong were left from last year’s first team. The second team of last year supplied a few good men, and in addition to these, new entrants into school promised to furnish others. Less than two weeks after the first call for men had been issued, the first game was played with Georgetown. Although no great teamwork had been developed, Urbana showed fight and ability to learn. George- town defeated us in a hardfought game, 7-0. The men who played in this game were: Allman (Capt) ; Hissong, Smith, Hogatt, C. Stockwell, Kirby, Hurd, Blair, Judy, Bird sell, and Douthit. For the second game of the season, Urbana journeyed to Spring- field. Twenty men made the trip, Kirby and Blair being left at home on account of injuries. Springfield battered our line for 27 points against Urbana’s 7. Allman’s playing was the outstanding feature of the game. He gained from five to twenty yards from punt formations. Urbana’s touchdown came in the last quarter when Hissong broke through Spring- field’s line and blocked a punt. Campbell fell on the ball, making six points for Urbana after which, Allman added another point by kicking goal. When the game ended, the ball was in Urbana’s possession on Springfield’s two yard line. The lineup was as follows: Stockwell, Nichols, Sperry, L. One Hundred Thirty-fire IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIII!I!IIIC)IIIIIIIIIIIUIIIII!C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3III C (Die Ixosmuanj 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC)lllllllllll[3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllinilllllllllllC]t i I 5 H 3 I 9 E.; Hill, Hoggatt, L. T.; Campbell, Zeck, L. G; Hurd, Corray, C.; Hill, McElwee, Hoggatt, R. G.; Hissong, R. T.; Graham, R. E.; Smith, Kelley, Q. B.; Douthit, L. H B.; Stockwell, Sperry, R. H. B.; Allman, F. B. On Saturday October 15, the team boarded the train for Decatur. They had practiced hard since the Springfield game and were in good condition. The first half of the game, Decatur outplayed Urbana by using shifts which the home boys could not fathom. The second half, after a good talk by Bronson, and after getting the defense for Decatur’s style of play, the team put on a burst of speed and showed a fight that made the small aggregation of Urbana rooters go wild. All the backs would tear through Decatur’s broken line for large gains. After the ball had been carried within scoring distance, a pass, Douthit to Graham, made the first touchdown. Later in the game this touchdown was repeated. Allman’s inability to kick the much needed goals, gave Decatur the opportunity to win the game by a scant one point. Score, Urbana 12—Decatur 13. After the close game at Decatur, the team seemed to pick up and de- velop the much needed punch, for on Saturday October 22, they took Danville into camp to the tune of 34-2. Danville made their only score on a blocked punt resulting in a safety. Urbana’s team performed more like veterans than they had before. The first score came when Hurd in- tercepted one of Danville’s passes; he was not stopped until he was but five yards from their goal. It was a simple matter after this to take the ball over for a touchdown. Consistent battering of Danville’s line changed only when Urbana’s backs would tear away for a long run, was the feature of this game. The lineup used by Coach Bronson for this game was: Stockwell, L. E.; Hill, L. T.; Kirby, L.G.; Hurd, C.; Allman, R. G.; His- song, R T.; Graham, R. E.; Smith, Q.B; Sperry, R. H.; Birdsell, F. B.; and Kelley, L. H. Saturday morning, October 29, found our field looking more like a lake than a football field. Nevertheless, the game scheduled with Mattoon was played. It was a slow game, neither team being able to score. Ur- bana had the ball in her possession most of the time, and once or twice, was able to get within two or three feet of the goal. The slickness of the field prevented us from scoring. The nearest Mattoon could get was only 20 yards. The ball was so water soaked, only a few punts were tried, the longest being only about 30 yards. Frequent breaks in the game re- lieved the monotony; once the Mattoon quarterback, making a clever sneak plav, managed to get away for about forty yards; Allman, owing to his weight, was consistent gainer in this game. The lineup for Urbana was: Judy, Allman (Capt.) ; Smith, Sperry, Graham, Hissong, Birdsell, Hurd, Kirby, Hill, and Stockwell. Score 0-0. 1 3 H 3 3 i 3 3 - 3 3 § 55iu IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIKIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC31IIUIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3II UIIC3lllllllllllll«llllllllC3IIUIIIIllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIlC3IIIIIIIIIIIiailllllUIIIIC3llir«c Onr IImul. i d Thirl m-mis ...............................................................iic)iiiiiiiuiiic)iii JitfSCUUUTU Jllllimi,,,t,u .......................................................iiiuojg The next game of the season was with Bloomington on our field. The team had reached the point where they had mastered all the plays given by Bronson including several new shifts. The green men were perform- ing like veterans and the team was working together. Urbana used nothing but straight football in this game although Bloomington tried over 20 forward passes completing only two. The Bloomington boys were unable to solve the shifty Urbana line. It held admirably on defense, and charged with force on offense. Once Sperry was able to break through for 55 yards. The game ended with Urbana having the greater end of the score. Urbana 35, Bloomington 0. The next game on the schedule was the big game with Peoria on our field. The day for the game opened with a furious wind and a blind- ing snow. The men of each team were anxious for the game but Mr. Flaningam considered the weather too bad for the good of the hoys’ health. The game was postponed until next year. During the next two weeks practice was gone after in earnest. What pep and vigor the team put into their work! The signals were learned like a poem. New plays were given by Coach Bronson, the old ones gone over, and the worst ones discarded. The condition of the men was perfect and the men who were green the first of the year now performed like veterans. PEP! This was the byword for the two weeks preceding the Thanks- giving game. How could the team do anything but give all they had for old Urbana High School. The field for the day was soggy but this did not hinder the fighting spirit that prevailed, not only with the team but with the whole school and town. The first half of the game undoubtedly belonged to Urbana. We marched the ball down the field where Captain Allman kicked a field goal. The backfield did their part by tearing through Champaign’s line for long runs and first downs. The great fault with our defense was the lack of punch in critical times. Champaign retaliated later in the half by scoring by the field goal; this tied the score. The honors for the third quarter were divided, each team showing brilliant and speedy playing. The ball was carried back and forth by each team, neither getting within scoring distance. It was in this quarter that Urbana made many successful fakes and plunges but Champaign was able to gain only around ends. The fourth quarter was almost disastrous to the Urbana team, but with much fight and never-give-up spirit, they threw Champaign for a loss after had come within four yards of the goal. The game ended here and the first time in six years, Urbana had held Champaign to a tie. 5 9 c a □ 9 One IIuntil-ft! Thirty- � rrn (The Juisemanj The lineup was as follows: C. Stock well, L. E.; Hill, L. T.; Kirby, L. G.; Hurd, C.; Birdsell, R. G.; Hissong, R. T.; Douthit, R. E.; Smith, Q. B.; A. Stockwell, Kelly, L. H.; Allman, (Capt.) F. B.; Sperry, R.H. This game was a fitting close for the career of six of Urbana’s players who will graduate this spring. The seniors are Allman, Smith, Hissong, C. Stockwell, Birdsell, and Hill. At the banquet given by the school board, Adrian Stockwell was chosen to lead the 1923 team. %� ........................................................................IC3I...........................II1BOMI............................... Onr Hundred Thirl y-ri iht ffmmmmmmmammmmmmmKmmmtam (T|n' luiSl'UttlVU ............. uincs One Hundred Thirty-nine g iie}iiiiitiiiiiic)iiiiiiiiiiii()tiiiiiiiiii3iiiiiitii!iic3iiiiiiiiiiii(iiiiiiiiiiiii Ixosrnuiru c � 9 IIIIIIIIC3IIIII........ C g a c BASKET BALL After the final game of football the school turned toward basketball for the winter sport. The basketball schedule was one that would taka a good team to come through with the large end of the percentage in their favor. Coach Dimick called the basketball men together, and held pre- liminary practice to enable him to pick the likely material for the stren- uous season ahead. Among the aspirants for berths on the team were: Nichols, from Oakwood, who had starred in the tournament last year, and Rea, Gorman, Kelley, Graham, Douthit, and Corray from the reserves of last year. The first game, with Lexington, was lost by a scant margin of two points. The game was fast throughout and was featured by a strong de- fense for both teams. Frequent fouls were called and each team gained points by freethrows. Lexington was handy with the ball, shooting and making most of their baskets from the middle of the floor. Gorman, who had been elected captain showed well on both defense and offense, while Douthit did the guarding of Urbana’s basket. For the first game, the team did remarkably well, and showed ability to develop into a strong team. The following night, we were defeated by Decatur by a score of 33-14. The team’s inability to penetrate the five man defense was the chief reason for defeat. Nichols led the scoring for Urbana. The next two games, Urbana won by hard fighting and steady shoot- ing. The two games with Bement and Paxton were played as double head- ers. The first team, Gorman, Nichols, Corray, Rea and Douthit, were used the whole game with Bement. We won by a score of 23-20. The second game with Paxton was won by a score of 17-12. Nichols gained his eye for the basket during these games, scoring six baskets in the first game and one in the second. Gorman and Rea also played a good offensive game with Douthit and Corray guarding well. Urbana also defeated Sidnev in a mid-week game 38-27. On Friday, January 27, Champaign invaded our gym still craving revenge for the battle which was given them in football. They not only were denied their revenge but were beaten by the Urbana team, 20-18. There was a record breaking crowd out to support a record breaking team and the crowd was as peppy as on Thanksgiving. The shooting of free throws by C aptain Gorman made our victory possible and the guarding of Douthit and Corray kept the Champaign scoring down to a minimum. The good coaching of Dimick showed itself in the admirable team work of Urbana. C3llg 9 9 a = i I 3 § a = c IIIUIlIlllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3lllltllllllltlllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllie3llllllllllliailllllllllllC3tni Out IImiti,, tl (Elie l oscnianj IIIIIIIIC3IHIIIIIIIIIC3III1IIIIIIIIC3II IIIIIIIUIIIC3HIIIIIIIIIIC:illlllllllllC3lll i The Saturday after the Champaign game Urbana defeated Kankakee 27-13. Nichols ied the scoring for the Urbana team. Freeman, Marber- ry, Graham, and Walker were used in this game, showing well on defense but lacking accuracy at the basket. The floor handicapped the Urbana team. The sixth straight victory of the season was won over Danville on our own floor. The score was 24-15. Rea shone in this game, getting 6 bas- kets. Urbana’s defense worked well as it held Son, Danville’s star, to no baskets. The next game, with Streator, also spelled disaster for the visitors. Urbana led by Capt. Gorman and Rea, piled up a ten point lead at the start which the Streator men could not down. The visitors had a heavy team but the fast team work put up by Coach Dimick’s men coud not be stopped. The game ended with a score of 26-22. Bloomington, the first team for seven games, defeated Urbana in a clean hard fought game at Bloomington. The team work of Urbana was still showing well, but the size of a few of the Bloomington players gave them the advantage which was hard to overcome. The scoring was led by Capt. Gorman who made seven baskets and one free throw while Nich- ols made five baskets and Dout’hit showed the Bloomington crowd some neat floor work and speedy dribbling. The score of this game was 37-27. For the next game, Casey, who were runners up in the Southern State Tournament last year, invaded our floor. They were confident and for the most part of the game they led the scoring. In the first five min- utes they shot from all over the floor, dropping in 4 baskets before the Urbana warriors could hit their stride. However, the team finally stopped the volley of shooting and gradually boosted their score until at the end of the game Urbana came out with the long end of the score—23-19. Urbana’s second game with Danville was one full of thrills. It was played on Danville’s floor. Urbana started with a burst of speed, very sel- dom seen on a strange floor, they led at the end of the half by seven points. The second half, Danville came back strong, until the final whistle found the teams tied. As the result of the overtime periods, the first of this season, the Urbana team came out with a 5 point lead—438-28. The much praised Lane Tech team of the Chicago League invaded the Urbana floor February 24. The same team departed Saturday night suffering a defeat of 42-25. Although both teams had played the previous night the game was fast. Urbana set their usual pace with which the visitors could not keep up. laai miC3iiiiiiiiiiiiC3iiiiiniiiiic3iini IC3llllimilllCJIIUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllimiMiC3llllllllllllC3llllltllllllC3ltllin Our llunrintl Forty-nut Jicaiiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic {| £ 3a 0 6 CUtil VU 'HCsinmtiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiianiiiuiiBaniiiiiiiicaiiiiiiiiiiiicjimiiiiiiiiamf □ :: c The next two games resulted in defeat for Urbana. The first was with our rival across the way, Champaign. Urbana fought like real warriors but were handicapped by the small floor and low ceiling. In spite of this handicap they stayed within one basket of the maroon team until the last quarter when Rea and Nichols were taken out. Douthit played a stellar floor game by fast dribbling through the Champaign team. The final score was 29-10. The following night we were defeated by Decatur in a heart- breaking game. The visitors won by one point which Urbana had a chance to get, by the referee calling a foul on a Decatur man but allowing Decatur to shoot the free throw. Although they never made the basket, it might have tied the score if we had had the throw. The scoring was done from all over the floor, each team making long shots count. The score was 22-21. The Decatur game closed the schedule for the Urbana basketeers and the close of the season ended the athletic career of those men who are seniors: Capt. Gorman, Corray, Nichols, Freeman and Walker. On the whole the season is the most successful basketball season Urbana has known. It is compared with football inasmuch as Champaign went down to defeat at the hands of our team. c ....................C3IIIIIII..... IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC: ...........C3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3...1111011 One Hundred f-'orty-ttro iiiniiiimiinic) '4JIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllin3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIUIIf (Dic luiscmarn IIIVIIIIC3IIIIIIIIII1IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II llltlllllllIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC llll'lllllIIC3III £ i g 5 :: g E | g THE TOURNAMENT The tournament held in the Urbana high school gymnasium, Friday and Saturday March third and fourth was the greatest success this dis- trict has known. The first session, Thursday night, started with Farmer City and Tus- cola. Tuscola won by a wide margin 31-16. The second game was be- tween Sidney and Ogden, which the latter carried off the honors 38-27. The Ogden aggregation work fast and clever work was shown by the Maning brothers. Their guarding and floor work were excellent for a small school and much credit is due them for their fight and spirit. The third game was Urbana and Areola. Urbana’s team was crippled by the loss of Nichols, Gorman and Rea; but the reserves, by hard fight won over the team from Areola by fifteen points. The score was 20-5. The game was slow but Douthit’s guarding kept the other team from scoring. The next game, Villa Grove and Monticello was by far the most exciting game of the tournament. Each team went nip and tuck after scores but when the final whistle blew Villa Grove led 17-16. Friday afternon Rantoul made Champaign work to keep the lead in a rough game ending in defeat for Rantoul. Fisher and Philo were the next teams to strive to reach the finals; Fisher coming out with the long end of the score 28-5. They displayed experience and team work which carried them on through the finals. Urbana lost the chance for winning the tour- nament by a defeat from the hands of Tuscola. The crippled Urbana quin- tet kept even with the Tuscola lads, until Douthit injured his ankle leaving Rea to do the guarding. The score was 18-12. After the first game be- tween Ogden and Mahomet which the former won 39-2, the real thriller came off. Villa Grove, with startling and sensational playing, wiped Champaign from the list of contenders. The crowd was wild and was not entirely calmed down when another game, Fisher and Ogden, aroused the fans. The scrappy little Ogden team went down in defeat, 24-19. Satur- day afternoon Villa Grove worked their way into the finals by defeating Tuscola in a slow game, 31-16. The final game was also exciting, each team in the lead only a moment until the other team made a basket. Villa Grove won the right to go to Decatur by defeating Fisher 27-25. The tournament was well attended and profits were divided between the team. It is probable that Urbana will get the tournament next year. So boost athletics, folks, and back Urbana to win. tiiiiimiiiioiiiiiiiiiioiiitHiiiiiuiiiiiiitiiiiai lltllllilltllC.IIIUHC3llllllllllllUIIIIIIIIIIIIC]llllllllllltC3llllllllltllC3llll! One Hundred Forlg-thrrr l(]llllllllllll(}IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIUC]llllllllllll()IIIIIIIIIIIUIIIC]l ...................................................... iimiiic (J_ 11C l OSl'lU U‘U ...............................................................niimuiiiiiiinniaiiijf l . The 1922 track season did not contain many hopes for the Urbana team. We had but one veteran from last year’s team. Allman, who had won first at all the meets last year, was the only mainstay left. He was the only man sent to Northwestern, the first meet of the year, to represent Urbana. He placed first in the shot put and was awarded a gold watch. In the second meet, Bradley, more men were taken. Allman, Havens, Weber, Corrav and Rea were sent to Peoria. Havens made the semi-finals but failed to place. Weber and Corray failed in their events leaving All- man to make the only points for us. In the shot put, Allman surprised himself and fans by breaking the Interscholastic record of 47 feet l inch. His new mark was 48 feet 4 inch. At Charleston we were more successful. Eleven points were made by the Urbana team. Allman, as usual, won the shot put, and in addition to this he won the discus throw. Weber stepped a fast half mile until the final 25 yards, where he gave out. He placed fourth giving us eleven points in all. Although Havens, Corray and Rea failed to place in their events, they will be better next year. It is hoped that we continue the good work through to the Illinois Interscholastic meet. liiuiiiiiiiiiiMUiiiiiiiiiiiiniiniiiiiiti{}miiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiRii(]iiiMiiiiiiic}iiiiiiiiiiiic)ii lUltllllllllllU lumimiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiomif On llnnrirrti Forty-four gjmcamnnmnaiiiiiiiuiimimnmaaiiHHiiiiicsMiiMinNiaMiiniiiin (T |i f OS CUtH tU iiiiiiiic]iiitiiiiiiiic]iiiiiiiitiiic]iiiiiiiiiiiiii()iimiiiiiiit]iiiitimiiiniii' RADIO NEWS N the Urbana High School there are a dozen or more radio fans. In the past a majority have had spark transmitting sets. Now, most of the fellows have the modern C. W. sets. You may remember it was not so very long ago that spark sets were considered a wonderful possession. At present the remaining few of us that have spark sets are consid- ered “bums” and imposters. Why? Because the socalled continuous wave sets “beat our time.” We don’t object any more for in a short time all of us will be required by the government to change our sets to the more modern type. It is not because of a lack of efficiency, but of the great disturbance the spark set caused when operating. Many of the fellows have wonder- ful records with spark sets. One radio fan with a spark set has in par- ticular a very fine record for a high school student. He has been able to “talk” to most any station in the United States this side of the Rocky Mountains. There are others here in school who deserve comment but we will not have time nor space to mention them all. If only the people who read this could realize the important part radio telegraph and telephone play at the present and will play in the future we are sure that they would see that a radio course is provided in the Urbana High School. | Some people say that radio is only a fad and will soon die out. But if they stop to think over the important part that radio played in the Great World War we are sure that they would change their views on the subject. At present some of the farmers who formerly ridiculed radio are now receiving market reports over their newly installed sets. Other schools as small as Mahomet High School have realized the im- portance of this great invention. Also Kankakee High School is said to have a set in operation at present, to be studied along with physics. If other schools are willing to do this for the betterment of the coming gen- eration why can not Urbana High School do the same? In a physics class, when it comes to the theory of the Wertzen wave, (the principle on which radio telegraphy is based) the class is shown small spark coils which excite waves when hooked up properly, and waves are detected on another instrument. This in itself is the proper way to teach the theory of radio. But for students wishing to take up radio work in the future it means little or nothing to them for those who have real ambitions along radio lines have already learned these theories. What they desire is actual modern radio apparatus with which they can test all manner of hook ups that they could not afford themselves in their own homes. If such a course is ever provided in Urbana High a nominal fee could be requested from each student desiring to register un- der this course. This would insure against expense from breakage and misuse. In the radio magazines the latest hook ups always appear. Most always the amateur is obliged to pass these up without trying them be- cause of the expense. Would not a course of this style be of great advan- tage in helping him to learn the best and most accurate means of trans- mission and reception. iiiiiiiiniiimitiiiiniiirTC Ohi- Hundred Forty-fire iui[]iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiii()iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiini()iiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii (Dic Knscntanj ]iiiiiiiiiitiC]iiiiiitiiiii(}iiiiiiiiiiiDiiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiii:ic)i Several years ago some high school boys thought that they would form a radio club. This developed until later it became the Champaign County Radio Association. It was formed for the purpose of uniting the amateurs of the county and to help them understand and work out modern hook ups. Lately the expense has been too great for them to carry out the plans to the extent that they desired. The school could afford to help the amateurs in need. It is hoped that in the near future taxpayers and people of authority will bring the subject of “radio in the high school’' before the school board. Why not take immediate action with adequate equipment for the pro- motion of this' wonderful modern science called Radio. We hope you will back the radio amateurs. Joe Blair, '23. (Radio 9BLE). c s 3 1 One Hundred Forty-nix 2 34JIIIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3ltltllllll3llllllllllllC3lllllll!IIIIC3llllllllllll □ (Che luiscntaru iii:iiiiC3iimiiiiiiic3MiiiiiMiiiC3i:iiiiiiiiiii(C3iiiiiiiiiiiie3iiiiiiii:iii:3iii c SEPTEMBER 5 c | 5 12. List oh ye seniors! “Many are called, but few are chosen”—the 9th of June. 13. Second day spent in meeting our new faculty. Some faculty I would say. 14. Prospect for a wonderful football team this year—we hope. 15. Business picking up—a few more students have registered. 19. First assembly—a little heart to heart talk by our principal. 20. Senior class meeting and nomination of officers. 21. Officers of the Senior class elected. 22. We’re going to have the “Echo” again this year. A good paper too; look who’s on the staff. 23. Only our tenth day in school. It seems as if it were the last of May. 26. Girl’s club have first meeting. Of- ficers elected. 27. “Shorty Finch is our cheer leader this year. He knows his stuff. 28. J. B. Casserley is exceedingly well pleased with his classes in chem this year. Especially the fourth and fifth hour. 29. Pre-game scrimmage. Boys look pretty good. 30. Dorothy Mosier appointed exchange editor for the “Echo”. 30IIIIIIIIII0IIIIIIIII One Hundred h'orty-nerrn i(]iiiiiiiiiiiK]iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii[]iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiimi(}iiiiiiiiiiiiaimiuHnu]iiiiiiiiiiitoniiiiHUHuiiiiiiiiim()iiiiiimiiiaiiiiiiuiiii(]iiiiiiiiii!iaiiiiiiiiiiii(l SMIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllliailllllllllllC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll B (Elir Rusemaru 3IIIIIIIIIIMC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3.....Ill II n II llllllll IIC3IIIII llllll 1C 3 lllllllll lilC3 OCTOBER 1. First game; Georgetown 7, Urbana 0. We’re backing the old Orange and Black. 3. Ten football boys limping around the halls, also two absent. Cheer up gang. 4. Girls get a basketball team togeth- er but we don’t know how long it will stay together. 5. Dance in the Gym during the lunch hour. Isn’t it funny the way things change from year to year. 6. Dr. L. L. Wirts gave us a wonder- ful talk on conditioifs in the Far East. 7. Edna Brash wins a free meal ticket in the “Cafe” for the best essay “Why I Eat in the Cafe.” 8. Second game of the season. Springfield 27, Urbana 7. Oh! Oh! 10. Girl’s S. K. Club sling a big blow-out in the gym after school. 11. Pep assembly. Each boy on the team gave a long speech. 12. We wonder where the girls got the name for their club S. K. It was A. R. C. last year. 13. Teacher’s party at school and a Cabin party at Homer Park at- tended by several leading students. Looks bad. 14. “Joe” Boner and Frances Martin have a cold. (The morning after the night before). 15. Decatur 13, Urbana 12. Gosh Mable! we nearly won. 17. Bronson addresses the student body. Pep and loyalty are rapidly growing. 18. Charles Birdsell spent the day trying to find a logical definition for “Whiffenpoof”. 19. Hortense Neilson presented the dramatic reading of the play “Abra- ham Lincoln”—3 credits. 21. No School. Teachers have a vacation at the U. of I. Chorus sang in University Auditorium. S. K. party in the evening. 22. Urbana 34, Danville 2. Hurrah!! What did we tell you? 24. Mr. Casserley’s car broke down and he had to walk to school. (So did Miss Weaver!!) 25. By careful speculation we have discovered that Joe Blair’s football shoe was more than a match for Glen Hurd’s map. 26. Adam Becker has nearly recovered from his trip to Decatur. 27. “Dick” Green visits school after a long illness of pneumonia. 28. The gym was beautifully decorated for the Junior Senior party. 29. Mattoon 0, Urbana 0. Mud up to the boy’s knees. Junior and Senior party. A fine time enjoyed by all. 31. Hugh Binyon’s mustache evidently was not a success, he has it ban- daged today. c - c c Q 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllinilllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllliailllllllllllC3ir One Hundred Forty-eight anC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC3l niicjii 5 .....................iiiminin Q[(|0 AOSCllUlttl IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llil� ll� C3iu3iuiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiimic3iiiiiiiiiiiini NOVEMBER 1. Bill Noble has the same old line he had last year. He gets by with it though. 2. Fifty-five yards Sperry is going to a dance this year. 3. The Freshman lose Chloie Towne, one of their best classmates. 4. Eight months till the fourth of July. 5. Urbana took the bacon-hot bacon: Urbana 35, Bloomington 0. 7. Big Orchestra assembly. Chuch Havens beat up his drums. 8. Grade cards were carefully distributed especially in Chorus Class. 9. Chamber of Commerce dines with us in the “Cafe’'. S. K. have a little meeting. 10. Assembly—ends better English week but the spirit will carry thru the year. 11. No School. Armistice day. Rain all day. Peoria game postponed 14. Miss Alverson seriously injuried in automobile accident. 15. Seniors give a “better English” play in the Aud. the third hour. 16. Pep Assembly. Also Sylvia Harter has bobbed her hair. Why Sylvia? 17. Chorus goes to the University Auditorium to practice “The Walrus and the Carpenter 18. No school. Teachers meeting at the U. of I. Chorus sings for the teachers. 21. S. K. Candy Sale. Five teeth broken. I bet “Doc” Hindman does big business tomorrow. 22. A pep Echo put out for Annual Thanksgiving Classic “My Boys”. 23. After weary moments of anticipa- tion the following were chosen for the Senior Debating Team: Basel Brune, Basil Pollit, and Charles Metzel. 24. Urbana 3, Champaign 3. Every little bit added to what you got makes a little bit more. 28. Assembly. The football boys make their little speeches. 29. Classes begin practice for the Stunt Show. 30. Basket Ball schedule announced for the coming season. Oft One H unit rut Fort ft-nine iiaiiiiiiiiiNiaiuiiiiiiNiaiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiHuiHiiniiiiiaiiiiiMiiiMani 3. 0 S £UUlV 1 ............................................................................. DECEMBER 1. Seniors win the inter-class debate—we’re all good for something. 2. Association of Commerce give our football boys a banquet. 5. Mr. Flaningam absent owing to the death of his mother. 6. No dancing in the gym during the noon hour. 7. Miss Shutts absent (She was teaching her pet canary the Chromatic Scale). 8. English students attend “The Imaginary Invalid”—3 credits. 9. Another banquet for the football team. That’s all they have been doing lately. 12. The football boys have a banquet in the “Cafe” and receive their U’s Adrian Stockwell elected captain. 13. The Elks give the football boys a reception. 14. Fred Corray must have sold another cow. I see he has a new over- coat. 16. Eighth Annual Stunt Show won by the Class of ’25. Hurrah! 19. Mrs. Sanford tried to take care of the chorus class. She is very mus- ical. 20. K. S. K. Boys Club have their first meeting. 100 boys present. Watch iti8 grow. 21. Last day for two weeks. Aren’t we unfortunate? 29. K. S. K. sling their first big skid in the gym. The Dance was a howl- ing success. 1UI!lltlllllllUIIIIIIIIIIII(]|lllllllllll()lltlllllllllUltllllllllllilUIIIIIIIIIIII(]l One Hundred Fifty IUIllllllllllll«llllllllC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllliailllllllll|IC3llin Niic}itiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiniiitiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiiiiiii(]iiiiiiitiiii(]iii 5 5 5 JANUARY 2. Our first day in school after the vacation. We’re all dumbells. 3. First tryouts for the play, “Stop Thief”. Yes, He is the leading man—leading the people down the aisle to their seats. 4. Seniors nominate Rosemary officers. At last boys become leaders. 5. S. K. Tag Dance in the gym after our weary school hours are o’er. Urbana’s first game. Urbana 13, Lexington 15. 7. Urbana at Decatur. We’uns 14. They’uns 33. 10. Rosemary staff have their first meeting. 11. Assembly. The play “Stop Thief” to be given for the benefit of Miss Alverson. 12. We wonder what makes Helen Boyle’s nose so red today. 13. Friday the thirteenth. Francis Martin dropped her mirrow in chem- istry. Only seven years. 14. Urbana defeated Bement and Paxton. 16. We were supposed to have a big quizz today but Mrs. Sanford was absent. “Mutt” Gill says, “That is the best thing she ever did for us.” 17. Assembly—various announcements. 18. The basketball girls have a little dinner in the “cafe” after school. 19. K. S. K. give chicken supper in the “cafe”. Dean Clark spoke. Assembly—talks by the Honorable Brown and State Senator Henry Dunlap. 20. Champaign 18, Urbana 20. We’re sure proud of our team. 21. Kankakeel3, Urbana 27. , 27. Danville 15, Urbana 24. 26. The play “Stop Thief” presented. 27. The play repeated for the benefit of Miss Alverson. 30. Re-registered for Second Semester. Warm bill at Orph. 31. First day of the second semester. We’re all in our places with shin- ing young faces. 9 5 9 | 5 8 iiiuiiiiiiiiiiioiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiKjii IIS5 One Hundred Fifty-one 3ill()IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIt()IIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIII(]llllilllllllC IIIIIIIIIIIIC]lll (Die Kusemaru 3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIOIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3!i g Q a a FEBRUARY 1. — 2. World’s champion typist gives us an exhibition. 3. The Seniors are becoming very much interested in Dean T. A. Clark’s book. 6. What has become of all the senior class money? Oh, that’s right we never had any. 7. — 8. S. K. decided they need a Sergeant-at-arms so they act accordingly. 10. Urbana defeats Casey 12-19 in one of the best games played on the floor. 11. S. K. put on a Valentine Dance in the Gym, which was very beauti- fully decorated.--------No, I mean the dance. 13. The Chorus Society will put on an operetta this summer. General Pershing passes by our school. 14. Rosemary Staff meeting. Everything sitting pretty now. 15. We wonder if Charles Haven and Francis Martin have viewed a copy of “correct dancing . 16. A gas attack was executed by the debating teams in assembly. 17. We once again defeat Danville at Danville. The debating team lost at Danville but won here. 18. Urbana defeats Lane Tech 42-25. 21. Oh how it rained. Wet feet—What a treat—Flag of truce, No excuse. 22. Washington’s birthday. The D. A. R. arranged a wonderful program. 23. Assembly. “Mike” announced an operetta would be given this se- mester. 24. Urbana 19, Champaign 29. 26. Pep assembly. The big boy sure strutts his stuff. 28. The girls put on a little tournament act, the 3rd hour. S. K. meeting. s a a a 1 a i = i a a a One Hundred Fiji� • tro ..................................................................... nsentaru liiiitJiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiKJiiuiiiiiiiiuiiimiiiiiiciiniiiiiiiiin 9 :: r. 2 2 2 I I 1 2 X I E MARCH 1. More snow—more assembly—more pep—more influenza—more everything, but money. 2, 3, 4. The Tournament. 6. Seniors win Inter-Class Championship in debating for the third suc- cessive year. 7. — 8. — 10. The Older Boy’s Conference held in Champaign. Many Urbana Boys present. 11. Yes, Ida B. has just about vamped him. Vamped who? Tom Gorman. 13. — 14. — 15. — 16. Mother and Daughter Banquet is held in Cafeteria. 17. Kitty Baird gives us an oration in the assembly preparing for the Charleston contest. 20. — 21. First day of spring. Sweet papa!! 22. Juniors win Basketball Tournament. 23. Mr. Flaningam loses his equilibrium in General Assembly. 24. 2nd Annual Carnival—somebody made some money. Allman wins shot-put at Northwestern. 27. “Shorty” Finch withdraws on account of sickness but we shall not forget him. 28. Mrs. Ferguson tells about the W. C. T. U. Themes. 29. Senior girls have meeting to discuss graduation clothes. Oh! Oh! 30. The orchestra is learning to play sock time,—I don’t know. 31. March marches in like a warring lion. | 2 2 9 1 illlUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC31IIIIIllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllinilllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIII One IIuniinri Fifty-three ii[]iiiiiiiiiiiic)iiiiiiiiiiii(}iiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiii(iiiiiiiiiiiii[)iiiiiiiiiiii c (Die Jvusemary IIIIIIIICJIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]IMIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllimiC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lll£ I g g a g g 2 :: t: 2 APRIL i l. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 10. 11. 12. 13. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. All School Party. Wonderful Party. Best Ever. Spring is came. Mr. J. B. Casserly drove his bus to school this A. M. Dr. John Jurena from Bohemia visits our school. Girls’ Gym Demonstration. “Quite the Berries.” The Decoration Committee for the All School Party gave a party in the Art Room. “Cliques” is Carl Schrieber’s latest manuscript. In two months we will be free to roam at our will. “Sweet Cookie.” Do not forget fellow classmates that the first shall come last and the last come first,—take it for what it is worth. Easter Vacation—Aren’t we unfortunate woodpeckers? No school—Basement full of water. Tough, eh? Juniors decide to give seniors a banquet. If an outsider had observed our school today he would think he was at a Democratic convention. Several alumni visit the reforma- tory. The comic operetta “Bui Bui” giv- en by the choral society. Tryouts for Senior play. Not so good—yet not so bad. S. K. give dance in the gym after school. Tryouts for Charleston Contest. Miss Philips from U. of I. announced the dedication of Music Build- ing. Mr. and Miss Dvorak entertained us with piano and violin music. K. S. K. and S. K. Dance. 2 9 c 9 5 g 2 ?flllUlirillllllilC3lllll«IIIIIIC]IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllimillllC3llllllllllCllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC9llllllllllliailllllllllllC3lllltlllllllClllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC]!IIIIIIIIIIiail|||||tllllC9tl Out- Uoundreu Fiji� -four iiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiuiiiiiim 3 lllC31llllMWIQIIIHIIIIIHC9lllllllllltlllUliaMIIIMIUHCXIIIHIIIIIH Cllll (T|t£ 3. OS0UUU U B ‘ c MAY 1. Class of ’22 present a clock as a memorial. 2. The people who are going to Charleston shott us the “Bunk”. 3. Same as the 2nd. And who said we didn’t have any ability in this dump? 4. Staples the Master Magician gives program under the auspices of K. S. K. 5. Junior-Senior party. Hot-towel stuff. 8. At Charleston “Red” Allman won 2 gold medals, “Bill” Webber a bronze one; Louise Breese a gold one, and Ruth Brown a gold one. Sometimes pruity nice ain’t we! 9. Many are called but few are chosen. 26. The Senior Play—“The Charm School.” JUNE 3. Senior banquet. 8. Senior picnic. 9. It wasn’t the guns or armament; nor the funds that we did pay, But the close co-operation that helped to win this day. It wasn’t the individual; nor our class as a whole, But the everlastin’ team-work of every senior’s soul. illlUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIUIIIIIC3l One Hundred Fifty-fire IlllOllllllllllltlll 4IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllillllimilllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC]llllllllllll 5 (The luisemaru ............................................IIOI □ g c :: I = s E COMMENCEMENT DAY Commencement marks the beginning of a new era in the lives of many members of the senior class. To some it means the beginning of their occupations—to others a continuation of their studies in some col- lege; but to all of us it means the breaking of ties of friendship with teachers and fellow students of the past four years. Several, like myself, have not realized until recently that they cared so much for school except as a place to receive training for some future profession. As the last days of school approach, however, we feel more strongly bound to the teachers, friends, and school as a whole by ties of friendship and memories of the past four years. All of us have longed and planned for Commencement day to arrive, but now that it is so near, many of us feel that it has come too soon. We have studied and labored—perhaps not very hard at times—for four years and it has been a pleasure we regret giving up. Our diplomas will stand for something more than scholarship; they will recall pleasant memories of days spent in old Urbana High. Some will regret leaving school more than others. To those among us who are to enter positions immediately, Commencement day will be the closing of the happiest era in our lives. We know now that we have enjoyed these four years in high school and it is with deep regret that we part with teachers and fellow students whom we have learned to respect and love. Each passing year brings its own changes so we must move on, that our places may be filled by others who are following in our path. Nina Byers. □ n = ........................................................................................................................................................ UMIIIIIIIIIigilllllllllltailllllllllllUini One Hundred On Hundrrd Fifty-aen !■«• • yjjp n -'«o }l 1111II11III Cl IIII llllllll (The luiscmaru IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllllC3llllllllltlir3ll g c g I :: i I Here’s to the Rosemary Staff, Their job’s to make everyone laugh, And to get out a book. That will make people look. Although they don’t read it by half. Policeman (To H. Sloan playing banjo)—“Young man, you must ac- company me.’’ H. S.—“Awrgiht, officer; what’ll ya sing?’’ £ When On a school morning You wake up and see that The clock Says A quarter after eight,— Ain’t it a grand And glorious Feeling To know it’s a half hour fast? S George Rea—“Say you must be rich wearing silk socks to practice in.” Chuck Havens—“There’s a reason, I can get swifter runs for them.” Hi i 1 c Ruth Brown—“How do you like my new dress?” Milton B.—“It’s ripping.” Ruth—“Heavens! Call a taxi.” Hi Miss Weaver—“What’s worse than raining cats and dogs?” Roy Graves—“I’ll bite, what is?” Miss W.—“Hailing taxi cabs.” !li Preacher—“Young man. you should attend some place of worship on Sunday evening.” Kent S.—“I do, sir. I’m going to see her now.” Hi Eitel Stockwill—“That’s a nice dog you have there.” Binvon—“Yes, but he’s consumptive.” Eitel—“Consumptive ?” Binvon—“Yeah, Spitz Blood.” Hi Red Allman—“Are you doing anything this evening?” Hi Chuck Metzel—“A girl no longer marries a man for better or worse. Ruth Savage—“Indeed!” Chuck—“No, she marries him for more or less.” 1011111 IIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII1IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3III iniiiiiMtmiuiiifi (Jnr Hundred Sist‘t-nnr jnuiiiiiiniiii IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII (Elie luiscmaru an lllllllllliailllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3l 0 One Hundred Sisly-tno 3MIIIC3ll1IIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3linilllll3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllll Che Ixoscmaru IIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3inimillllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3tlllllll l(IC3MI'V Snowball— We sure had the biggest crowd at our church last night we ever had.” Lloyd Wheeler—“How’s that, Snowball, a new minister?” Snowball—“No. The church burned down.” £ The night was dark, the wind it blew, When up the street an Italian flew. And from his belt a knife he drew And cut a banana smack in two. £ Bright Senior—“Heard you had a lot of bum jokes in this year?” John Hill—“Yes, I put them in the stove and the fire just roared.” £ Frank Corray—“Lets be frank and earnest to the end.” Earnest Hardiman—“Awright, let me have a five spot, will you?” Frank—“This is the end.” £ Cheney (Beginning oral theme)—“As other great speakers have said.” £ Harold Hurd—“Pop, what are hiccoughs?” Dad—“Messages from departed spirits, my son.” £ Jack Young—“Did your watch stop when it hit the floor?” Henry Thorns—“Sure, did you think it would go on through?” £ Heber Williams—“How can I teach a girl to swim?” Hubert Sloan—“Take her to the creek, lead her in, put your arms around—” Heber—“But it’s my sister.” Hubert—“Oh! Push her in.” £ . Beat it,” said the Senior, as he hit the Freshman on the head with a spoiled egg.” £ A school is as peppy as it’s deadest pupil. In English 8—Mrs. Sanford—“Dorothy Mosier, can you tell me what The Country Road” was like?” £ Frances Martin—(To Miss Hayes, while practicing the Senior Play) “Oh, Mrs. Haven.” We’re not so sure, but it sounds like a dead giv-a-way, Frances espec- ially when you make the same mistake twice. 3 C I 5 IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIII1IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIMIIIC3IMIIIIIIIIICIIC3I One Hundred Sixty-three cjtiimiiiiumi OllllllllllinilllllllllllUIIII suic}iiiiiiiiiiii()itiiiiiiiiii( iiiiiiiMiiinitiiiiiiiiii()iiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiii B Sll C I OS I'UUlni ................... itsitiiiiiiiiuc iiiii.............................................niiiiiiimiinir ariC3llllllllllltC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC31 Om «nifrirf Sixty-four NlltJI i «HumHiiioin (the Ixnsemaru ■«■««■ UIUJI ICJ1IIIIIIIIIIIC3K Puppy love is the beginning of a dog’s bite. Bill Trelease—“He sure was a far-sighted man. Ruth Savage—“How so?” Bill—“He had a fire extinguisher put in his coffin.” Boxes were placed in every room, To put the jokes into, But at the end of the first two weeks, There wasnt a box in view. If only the teachers who hid them, Had furnished a joke or two, Perhaps this page had been better, We think so, don’t you? ffi Miss Hatfield—“Aren’t masculine voices tempting?” Thompson—(In Ag Class) “What color is a blackberry when it’s green ?” Carl Walker—“Red.” Chuck Havens—“Don’t you love this dance?” £ Frances Martin—“No, wait till we start home.’ Wuzzy Smiths idea of an ideal night: A big car, no moon, so every- thing is dark. m George Still—“Give me a loaf of bread, (Voice changing), and a pound of coffee.” Clerk—“Just a minute there, I can’t wait on both of you at once.” Our Freshman year has came and went Oh boy I’m glad its did; Twas me for spotted ink they sent, They thought me just a kid. I wore my first long pants to school— Some Seniors rolled them high; And say, I felt just like a fool; But I took it with a sigh. I’m a Sophomore now boys, I sure do take the cake; I smoked a Camel just last night— Oh boy! my head did ache. C3IIIIIIIIIIII O. Om unHrrii Sixty-fir pjjpuw � tp 1 ltC3nilllllllllC3inilllllUJIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3l Jl iiuiiiiNotiiiNiiiiiic mniiiiiniiiiic]iuHiiiiiiiaiiuiiHiiiiiiiniK3uiiiiiiniiDiuiiiuuiic]iii NllUlllllltllllOIII 5 uiciiinniniiiNiiiHaiiiiiiiniioiiitaiiiiHCM JJttSCUUirU ........................................ ! w Hubert Sloan—“Why is it you never see a rainbow in the morning?” George Still—“Because you never get up early enough.” Si Ruby C.—“Bob, which side of your mouth do you eat on.” Bob K.—“On the north side.” S Miss Still—“Where was one of the Lincoln-Douglas debates held?” Esther Wilson—“Gettysburg.” w Her has gone, her has went, Her has left I all alone, Can her never come to me, Must me always go to she? It can never was. s; Clarence Vest—(To Chester Bennet, holding his book at arm’s length) ‘What’s the matter, Chester, got bad eyes?” Chester—“No, my eyes are alright, but my arms aren’t long enough?” Si Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust, If you don’t use your brains, They are liable to rust. Minister—“My mission is to save men.” Miss Keller—“Then save one for me, wont you?” Si ON EATING WITH A KNIFE Among the papers once I saw some news, “A man gets injured badly while he chews. While eating pork and beans his knife did slip; And then, ’tis said, quite sadly gashed his lip,” A warning now to those who use their knives, In using them they often risk their lives. For macaroni and spaghetti too They use their knives not forks, I know ’tis true. I wish to warn that death doth often cheat The people who with knives their breakfast eat. One may have time to eat his luncheon still; And yet, at dinner have to make his will. A knife is made, ’tis said, to cut the steak; Yet men so often great big gashes make. I fear our race might someday all expire, So let’s the use of forks and spoons require; A knife that’s dull for cutting lot us get, And no one die from lack of etiquette. Chester W. Bennett iioiiiiiiiiiiiininiiiiiiiiie I0IIC3I IC3tlllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllliailllllllllltC3IIIIItllllllCI htr Hundred Sisty- rrrn ItJIlS MiiiiimiiTmTrrn.nn tniiiiiiiiinrwiiiiiniin—f 11111° One Hundred Sistu-rif ht lommmiiomimimiommmiimmiumumminm...mum (lju' l OSl'UKU‘U ......................................tnnmiummog Alice Oathout (Telling good points of bread in cooking class) “The bread should taste like the inside of a wheat grain.” Miss Horning—“Yes, it should taste nutty.” Miss Brady (At the beginning of Latin class)—“This box is for you to put jokes into. Milton Bailey—“Jump in Binvon.” £ Mrs. H.—“Oh John! I hear a burglar in the parlor. I hear him yawn.” Mr. H.—“Oh that’s just the rubber plant stretching itself.” £ Hugh Binyon—(In physics class)—“Let’s write it up in the first per- son plural; that’s the way we went.” £ J. B. C.—“Wilma, where do they use Liberty motors?” Wilma—“In free countries, of course.” £ Smith—“Only fools are absolutely sure; wise men hesitate.” M. Knipp—“Are you sure?” Smith—“Absolutely ?” Casserly—“What is the magnetic dip?” Snowball—“Why that’s the latest dance.’ J. B. C.—Claude did you look over the lesson today? Claude J.—“No, I overlooked it.” £ Ray—“Mother, if you live to be two thousand years old what would you do ? ’ Mother—“Die, I suppose.” £ Miss Doyle—“What is all that noise back there?” Willard M.— (Meekly)—“I dropped a perpendicular.” £ Ruth Lindley—“Mr. Casserly, are you coming to our stunt?” j. B. C.—“Where is it?” Ruth Lindley—“In the swimming tank.” J. B. C.—“Oh, Yes! I’m surely coming to that.” £ Mr. Casserly—“Dizzy, keep still; you have talked enough for today. Dizzy—“Can I begin tomorrow then?” (jmmmmnmmmiiinmmmmummmmummmmuiiimmmu Om Hundred Sixty-nine 4ll(]llllllllllll(}lllllllll!ll[]||||||||||l3llllllllltllC}llllllllllll(lllllllllllll 5 Cliu' Rosemary IIIIIIIIC3lllllllllllinilllllllllllC3ll.1IIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIMC3llllllllll!IC3 ??IIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllllllllltllC3lllllllliniC3l □ .........IIIIIC3IIIIIII....C3IIIIIIIIIIIICIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3.....IIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3II.....IIIIHin Out Hundred Seventy ......................................IIIIIIC3IIIIIII.C31.................................................................. ....................111(311111111111........................................... (£|ir IRoeemarU MIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIHIC3g Miss Still—“Clem, how do they dig gold?” Clem Huffer—“They don’t dig it, they blow it.” BIRTHSTONES Freshmen ..................Greenstone Sophomore ................. Blameystone Juniors .................... Grindstone Seniors .................... Tombstones a Sentence on the blackboard to be punctuated. “The doctor told me not to talk, eat, or drink anything.” Miss Bryan—“Robert, what would you do?” R. G.—“I’d die.” Mr. Casserly—“ What was the lesson today?' Dizzy—“Nothing.” Mr. Casserly—“Then you’ll probably get nothing.” Vi COMPARISON Sam’s girl is tall and slender, My girl is fat and slow, Sam’s girl wears silk and satins— My girl wears calico. Sam’s girl is fast and speedy. My girl is slow and good. Do you think I’d trade my girl for Sam’s? You know darned well I would. Vi Miss Brady in Latin—-“What is the meaning of Adolescence?” W. Monohan—“That’s when you’re getting well after vou’ve been sick.” | C tf 1 8 c tint «� . ««V Strcntu-tiut r o.ui-HiujjjS- pjjpuni omimii yz . zz6i r s aSTjdaa Ud s ainsftcr in sruojysd i o ijgiq s Uoju l a iaoi|Kj iinc]........... ■III....... fURUUSll 31)7) IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIII! 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I c :: C :: Xo doubt the youngsters look forward with greater antic- ipation to the coming school vacation than even does the mother or father, though to the family it means an end of daily care and opportunity to also get away from the city and out into the open where life, sunshine and happiness may be enjoyed with the children. So really school vacation time is home vacation time. It yearly breaks the monotony of living; an opportunity that every- body takes advantage of. If you are going away we should like very much to supply you with the necessary needs. There are so many little things you will want particularly as guards against accidents. The youngsters will fall down once in a while, you know. You want bandages, plasters, complete little emergency out- fits. You want stationery, fountain pens to write home for more money. You want books, candies and of course you want toilet needs for all. WE shall be very glad to have your order. OLDHAM BROS. DRUGGISTS Heirff-Jones Company Manufacturing Jewelers and Engravers Indianapolis Designers and Makers of Urbana High School Jewelry and Invitations I 1 On� IhtnriiiH Sr rent if-four Sii{� iiiiiiiMiaiiiiiiNNN(]iiiiiiiiiNiiiiimiiiiiaiiRHUiiiic]iiiiiiiiiiii{ (TilC l ll rmani .....................................................................iiiiiMiuniiiiwiiiuiiHiwNnninje Compliment a of McCLURG’S RESTAURANT 107 N. Market Street Serves Meals with Reputation Open All Night Popular Prices DR. HOMER PEER Dentist Saffell Bldg. Main 2987 Our New Store New Front New Fixtures And NEW Stock Ready by June 1. BECKERS DRUG STORE 108 E. Main St. Always Visit the Urbana 5-10-25c Store M. L. Cofl'mun, Prop. We keep you neat We do any kind of pleating. Clean and Dye. CHANDLER ELECTRIC Wearing: Apparel, Men, Women and Children SHOP Household Coverings, Drapes, Curtains. Fixtures and Supplies AMERICAN DRY CLEANING CO. Electrical Appliances Work Called for and Delivered Efficient and Reliable 107 W. 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Furniture and Musical Instruments Telephone Main 567 iC3iiiiiiiiiiiic2iiiiiiiiiiiic3HiiimHiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiiKiiC3iiiimiiiiiC3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiicaitiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiniiiiC3iiiiiiniifirr One Hundred Srrmtv- rrrn anmnimiaiiiiiiiiiMi llfiflltttVII siiiiiiiiiiiirsiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiicjiiiiiiinnicjiiiiiiiiiiiicn ‘ 8 | PALMER DAVIS Good Food Urbana P. M. SNYDER Dealer in Staple and Fancy Groceries 108 West Main Street Tel. Main 773 Urbana, 111. g C. N. CLARK COMPANY ART MEMORIALS Urbana, Illinois Francis E. Williamson Roland E. Winkelmann Williamson Winkelmann Lawyers Cohen Bldg. Urbana, Illinois For Young Men Society Brand Clothes are Best Sold in Urbana by HARRY A. LITTLE 114 S. Race J. H. FINCH CO. Better School Shoes for less money Urbana Self Service Grocery NYBERG GROCERY 133 W. Main Urbana S. P. McGILLIGAN, D.D.S. 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(LllC IxOSl'UUirU .........................................mien.....mica.......................... nt JOY’S PANITORIUM 118 W. Main St. Urbana Shining and Pressing Parlor Special Chairs for Ladies Tel. Main 644 NASH MARMON More than an Automobile Transportation plus Service and High Resale Value THORPE AMERMAN MOTOR CO. COMMENCEMENT The end of High School Era, the beginning of a fuller life. CRIMES’ SHOE STORE IIIIIIIIIDIIIIIUIIIIUIUIIHIWIHm!|{|| III P. S. CAMPBELL SONS Printing Office Supplies “Say it with Printing” 118 S. Race St. Urbana Complete Line of Seasonable £Millinery MRS. GRACE MASSEY 218 W. Main St. Cigars Magazines A M E RIC A N FOUNTAIN 111 W. Main St. Urbana Main 986 Sodas Candies URBANA FURNISHING STORE 126 W. Main Street Urbana, Illinois For your vacation and daily wear in dress shoes, tennis shoes and oxfords, hosiery, shirts, neck- wear, trousers, etc. and last but not least a Square Deal Call at D. Becker’s Let Us Frame Your High School Diploma LESLIE’S DRUG STORE Urbana, 111 iiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiuiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii IIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIII.4IC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIIIIIIIIIIC One mmdeed KiyUty iiimiiimt3mimiiiii()iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiic3iiiiiiiiiiiit}iiit o ........................... (till' l OSl'UKU U • lamii.. E. V. Kirby Co. THE UNIVERSAL CAR CARS AND TRUCKS Fordson Tractors Power Farming Implements Lincoln Motor Cars Olympia Confectionery 102 W. Main Street The place where we all go after school for those delic- ious bostons and light lunches § I c c E. V. KIRBY CO. Urbana Champaign Rantoul Mohomet STORAGE, CRATING, MOVING, FURNITURE Our work is all handled by careful, courteous, experienced men. Call Main 778 and we will gladly call and figure your bill, without any obligation on your part. § Our Furniture prices cannot be equalled in the Twin Cities. URBANA FURNITURE STORAGE CO. 119 N. Race PRINCESS THEATRE Urbana Freeman Son, Prop. ’iniiiiiiiiiiiuioiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiuiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ENOS H. RENNER 208 S. Race St. Urbana, Illinois Chairs and Tables Rented for Parties ZilllUIIIIIIIIIIIIU................................................................................C3IIII..........................................................................(3IIIIIIIIIIIIUIK Ome Hundred h'ii ht II3IIIIIIIIIIII(]IIIIIIIIIIII(]I (the Knsemaru iiiiniiniiiiiiiiiiNniMiiiiiniiaiunnNiiiiiiciniiiiiiNiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiai The Urbana Banking Company 1 i Safety First, Service Always John H. Thornburn, President J. W. Huss, Cashier FREEMAN SON HARDWARE Urbana, Illinois Main 116 110 W. Main We can show you the best assortment of Baseball and Tennis Supplies in the Twin Cities. Commencement Gifts Galore In Our Gift Shop U. of I. SUPPLY STORE ‘ (The Co-Op) Gilliland’s Cafeteria URBANA’S POPULAR EATING PLACE 117 SOUTH RACE URBANA ?tUlUiaillllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3imilllllllC3lltmilllllC}lllllllllUIIC3IIIIIIIIIIUC]lllllllllUIC3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3IIIIIIlllUIC3llllllllllllC3IIIIIIIIIIIICJIIIIIIIlllC3llllllllllllU]lllllllllllC3lllllllUlliaiUUIIIIlllC2inS Our UnnUtrH hH htn-l u-u J4JIC3ltllllllllllC3llltllllllllC3llllllllllll3IIIIIIIIIIIIC3lllltlllllllC3l! 5 (JJ, ll c %O0£ltt2trtJ wnitjniiHiiiiiitjnniiiiiiiinniiiiiri«iiicjmiiiniiiiniiiniiiiiBa«| These Champaign Advertisers Deserve Your Patronage = 5 S I 5 § | = Champaign’s Leading Dep’t Store Reliable merchandise in largest assortments and at reasonable prices. For men, women, and children. W. Lewis 3 Co. QUALITY FIRST :: SERVICE NEXT :: SERVICE LAST There is no Element of Chance in Buying Here. No matter what you choose, you are assured merchandise of high- est quality, authentic in style and honestly priced. SPECIAL VALUES DURING THIS GOLDEN JUBILEE YEAR G. C. 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