Arsenal Technical High School - Arsenal Cannon Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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22 THE ARSENAL CANNON llistorian: l can do you no good, but l'll give you my word of honor that this be the contents: fllistorian reaflsj. HISTORY OF JUNE 19,5 XYQ, tht- blunt- '10 class uf Knights and Ladies, entered the Merry Greenwood lforest of the Arsenal Technical Sch: ols in the fall of '15, but we hfld to pass three ranks before achieving the distinction of becoming Knights and Ladies. The first year we were known as Yerdallts. We worked hard, and as the tests came up and challenged us we had many a stiff bout and there was much cracking of heads fheads of the testsl. llut do not think Qur time was always engaged in battle. Nye had our Qoorl times, one of which was our participation in the Shakespearean Xlay Day Celebration OH May Sith of the year '16, Xvhen we returned the next fall we found several changes The Shop .Xnnex had been completed and we could now rest our bones on something else besides the Well known crack between two seats, The Lunch Room was being- liuilt and later in the spring it was at last finished. lunior Year! lYe had not much further to gm, That year called forth much war activity. Red Cross work, Liberty llond and Thrift Stamp sales kept every one busy. Senior Year! Now indeed could we he dubbed Kllights and Ladies. Hur fall term was very much broken up. Soldiers had possession of our forest at first, Later a great scourge came upon us and gripped many of our members. NYe were not allowed to be together, for in this case it was better to hang separately than to hang together. Military training was one of the new features of the year. Bands would go out on skirmishing expeditions and even cap- ture a snake or two. Such wild animals as squirrels might be disturbed, but our boys were not afraid and the lashing of a squirrels tail meant nothing to them. Un December 12, of the year '13, our group of Knights Zilld Ladies held its first court. Sir George of Seidensticker was chosen president, Lady Angeline of Bates, vice-presidentg Sir Harold of Day, treasurerg Lady Dorothy of the House of lsilack, secretary. and later Sir Jean McAllister was appointed sergeant-at-arms. Now we were organized, we had brought our members together, We were well armed and were eager to go forth on any adventure which confronted us. More- over with two able advisers and counselers we could not help but win success.

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errie amps uf nhin muh QA Class Day Fantasiel Enter Two Robin Hood Men. Ist boy: XYhat think you of our day's work? Does it not bid fair to be one of the best we have put in before light of moon ? 2nd boy: lily 111y faith, it was a good day! How lightly was the Lady Stoy loosed of her bag of tardy slips! lgt Ipgyg And Sir Gorman only too readily parted with l1iS government charts. XYell for him, that his leather-covered legs were trained to exceed Little 'lohn's sturdy threats. But harkl XYhat manner of person advanceth from yon thicket? See that dark cloak thrown around a slight figure. There is percl1ance money beneath the innocent folds. 2nd boy: l,et us l1ie ourselves bel1ind the underwood . Hasteeelest we be seen! linter Historian, Nellie Donovan. tffwo Robin Hood men pounce upon hgure, one holding to each shoulder.J 2nd boy: Surrender your charge! XXI' are the deliverers of the oppressed school pupils, who ease every classmate of burden. ist boy: NYherefore answer thou not, knave? XYhy can'st tl1ou not show thy face? Speak, or by St. Dunstan, I will I4C1lfl the cursed cloak asunder, tl1ou dummy ll Historian drops paper accidently on the ground 3nd boy: A-hal By St. George! A valuable packet! But what is this? Can'st thou read it comrade? lTo first boyl. Ist boy: lt is as foreign to me as yon flowers are to pluck- ing hands. XYhat 11162111 this? Answer, or by heaven thou shalt suffer! tlloy roughly pulls aside cloak and reveals face, cape comes off, letting historian's long hair fall downl. Ist and 2nd boys: A Lady Y ll Ist boy: XYhy treadest thou this lonely path at so late an hour? The suns rays have not long to tarry. Historian: Mercy, good man, mercy! Here in this purse you will find all the money I have. 2nd boy: lt is not our custom to part a peaceable lady and her last means of purchasing necessities. Cllefuses nioneyl. But read us this strange paper, truthfully, and we'll send you safely on your way,

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THE ARSENAL CANNON 23 t ln Ifriday afternoon, March 28, we Knights and Ladies held gay court. There were amusement. singing. acting, dancing and dining, 'lioo fast the hours rolled hy and we were repining llecause an end had come to our gay good time: But such is not so, for such end'll never come To us who are always so full ot iun. Ah, we love our Forest even as thou, Rohin Hood. H11 April 22, our Tree Day, we dedicated a portion of our wood to the Tech boys who had taken part in the Great War. Four of them had died and for each of these we planted a tree. lfour of our own warrior Knights planted the trees. liaeh had HI the call, girded on his armour and had ridden out to battle. Sir Ted rode out val-iantly on the Iields of Europe to light against the frightful hordes of Hunsg Sir lvan went to the Southlandsg Sir Francis went North to learn how to sail on the high seas, and Sir Harold hetoolc himself to capturing messages as they came through the air. And now they had come riding back victorious. Gay festivities ended our Senior year. How We hate TU leave our Merry Greenwoodg hut. Robin Hood, we must gil Each of us has his particular work to do. Keep us no longer 1 pray thee. lst hoy: Quite so, it i5 of little material value to us. :nd boy: 'lhou shalt have safe escort to the edge of the wood. just heyond the second oak tree three honest li1121Vf?S are idling. Tell them that l command them at thy service. Ist boy: liiod speed you, my fair Lady. :nd boy: Good luck attend you. tlixit Historian. lfnter Poet, Doris Carr and Prophet, Mildred Hellerq XYhat means this? More trouble has Come dying down Lilac Lane, l'll wager. Ist and .znd boys: Halt! Ist boy: And why art thou out unattended? 2nd boy: Speak, for no mortal passes without an account of his business. Prophet: Uh, good sir, we have this day been lost from our party. Can'st thou lend aid? Ist boy: XYhat party came thou from? Poet: From the party of the Lady Piantock, sir. .End boy: Your party, my good woman, is resting not four score rods from this very spot.