West Philadelphia High School - Record Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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i 26 Ciba Refurb uf Elune, 1927 land, we had a glimpse of ye passing cortege of another brave sol- dier, and e'er much impressed, we left for Mount Vernon. When we arrived at ye home of our country's father, ye lassies swarmed like bees around ye little stall 'of ye vender of frozen cream, and then strolled, enchanted, through ye fantastic gardens, ye quaint rooms, and ye slave houses. Deer, and squirrels, and bright bushes of holly, and ye dreamy Potomac lent charm to the alluring scene. Having passed ye Tomb of Washington, we hastened to ye barge, which we fancied our pri- vate yacht, bearing us to ye City of Dreams. There we tripped ye light fantastic, and feasted upon ye stuffed sausages garnished with ye mustard seed, and in these pastimes we were joined by ye jolly learned ones. Ye western sun reflected in ye limpid Potomac, our joyous festivity. Washington again-a stampede for ye swift coaches-and ravishing hunger occupied our thoughts. Ye Commander Kollock showed much wit in imitating ye guide on ye coach, and called attention to ye various points of interest such as ye narrow ways, ye shoppes of ready-made food, and ye many mansions of such people as Ebeneezer Adolphus Percival Jef- ferson Jones. Then, of a sudden, iiaming in ye sky, ap-- peared the dazzling sign of Congress Hall. W Such cheers, such cries! Of a certain, Washington knew that those shouts came from strong Northern throats. Hunger, en- thusiasm, wonder, and amazement will excite any crowd of young damsels in search of

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,iBe Enurnep tu washington fN one bright sunny morn in October, ye sturdy pil- grims of Ye Blue and Buff turned from ye highway , of conventional education to ye by-path that led to Washington. Toilsome cares and hard labors were left behind, and glee and happiness ruled ye joyous band that met at ye Broad Street Station. Q Ye glorious adventure had begun! Ye train pulled out, and fair damsels nodded and waved adieus to ye handsome cadets in coaches across ye way. One young lady, ye damsel Eleanor Crouse, was left behind, but later joined ye band at ye National Capital. We sped on, and passing ye famous Mason-Dixon Line, we approached Elkton. There were whisper- ings of elopments and romances-yet we sped on, and dreams vanished. At our earnest pleadings ye important personages who accompanied us wrote upon our pilgrim scrips. Jubilant hymns and paeons of praise re- sounded through ye coaches. All too soon ye domes and spires of ye bigge towne Washington loomed on ye horizon. Entering ye station, we were spell-bound by ye beautiful structure and glistening whiteness, and one demure damsel ventured to say, Gazooks! 'tis nearly as noble as our own Reading Terminal. Our emo- tions, however, took a gloomy trend when numerous Black Marias sur- rounded by ye royal guardsmen were seen. We feared lest trouble had come already, but when a band of prisoners appeared, and ye aforesaid guardsmen turned attention to them, then our tremors were abated. Great, splendid coaches were boarded and we embarked to see ye sights of our Capital. We glided by Chinatown, ye foreign embassies, ye regal mansions, and ye city squares. Ye Ford's Theatre and ye tiny house in which Lincoln died were pointed out to us interested pilgrims. Then we saw ye stately Lincoln Memorial set among beautiful vistas as a jewel is in gold. Official pictures were taken amidst joyous hilarity. We were next transported to ye so-called electric trains which turned out to be dinky horse-less cars of verdant green, ye P. R. T. of Washington! We traveled through ye colonial towne of Alexandria, which had been sur- veyed by Washington, of great fame, and at last arrived in Arlington, ye resting place of heroes. Solemnity suddenly descended and quietness reigned as we viewed the graves of ye gallants who had fought that we might be able to enjoy our lives more freely. Reverently, we gathered about the Immortal Tomb, and from afar came ye steady tattoo of drums. Through ye wood-

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Gibz BBEUIU nf Slune, 1927 27 rooms, but as always, our Leader, Mistress Cullen, took command and soon had restored order and quiet, with colors flying overhead. Then, we devoured our dinner, of ambrosia of the Gods, Southern chicken, creamed peas-nectar for queens. At eventide, we visited ye Congressional Library and stared in gaping amazement and astonishment at ye steps of marble, C'Remembe1'? Al- ways! J ye dazzling lights, ye countless books, and priceless souvenirs of by-gone days. Finally, however, Fatigue conquered our strength, and having filled our larders with goodies and dainties, we strolled leisurely back to our mansion, our gleaming castle. When we had regained our rooms, clothes were doffed, pajamas donned, eats spread and ye spree began, we ate, and drank Cpure Southern milky and ate and drank some more until we felt like stuffed porkers, and drowsily we dropped upon our billowy beds. Logs were sawed, nightmares ran wild, ye music of sleep hummed through the house. Suddenly was heard an avalanche of bells, bells, bells. 7 o'clock! Get up! What an exasperating sound was this! Sleep could have held us for hours. But-ye fates decree! Once more we dressed ourselves in gala attire, and ye pilgrims were fed fruit, buttered toast, eggs, and mellow bacon. Our pilgrimage continued, and joyously we trave1'sed ye sun-lit walks of Washington surrounded by ye dewy grass, wending our way to ye na- . ,ix tion's Capitol. Eagerly curious, ye roamers visited ye Senate, ye House, ye Whispering gallery, Uncle Joe Cannon's room, ye tomb intended for Wash-