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

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:Wu n mm Maron Q. AT ours: RUIEARSAL 1 X JIH ANP JUL!! AFTER YN! WK!-CK X A LITTLE JOURNEY BEHIND TI-IE SCENES May Z 1930 Tech Audrtorrum CXST OF CHARACTERS uhe Rutherford 1m West Mrs Welclu Mrs Bay 1 Y Leo Stern Charles Frank Sm uh Ann e Ethel Krttle Van Dyck Alfred The Porter Frrst Conductor Second Conductor Gene Portteus Ernest Schaefer Mary Allce Burch ane Wlll13mS Eugema Frttz Robert I-Irvely ames Baker Robert Hammer Edward Lambert VIFUIHIH E Stephenson Ehzabeth Hughes Mar1e Fear Arthur Shumaker Everett Kuhn Paul Str1ebeck Ralph Lett Gerald Deer Two Red Cap Porters l Ralph Proud COMMITTEES Propertles Grace McVey cfvazrrran Vera Kunse Ruth Merufleld Charles Meeks Lorenz Kropp Costumes Dorothy McCormack clvazrman Mar garet Sandstrom ean I-Iopper Kathryn Perkms George Yount John Duncan Fmancral Robert Stone cfvazrman Gerald Deer Robert Koch Grltner Kmpe Fred Relter Wllber Paul Carl Scott Harlan Hrcks The men beh1nd the scenes who put the play across' Thelr part IS as f3SClI13fll'1g as the glamor surroundmg the leadmg lady or the halo of hm lrght wh1ch encrrcles the head of the leadmg man They spend the1r hours rn bulldmg burldm They ba ld mountatns and valleys and Pullmans Imagme a u cessful Tech pro duct on w1thout the rage craft boy ' The tram was burlt 111 p1eces thrrteen seats each one a lllllt of structure 111 If elf Pamred beaver board and mushn gave the des red e'Iect of a tram nt r1or The secret of the real sm of the c ash IS explaxned as One of the fellows swrtched OLI the lrghts at the dlrec t1on of Mr Traub our stage electrlclan Immedlately the house was plunged IUIO total darkness and the craft boys who were back stage fell to wlth a mll We smashed glass broke wood dashed 1ron welghts to the floor banged anythrng we came 1n contact w1th the cast screamed and there you are a perfect wreck The boys 1n Mr Stewarts class are Al Newman Menlovs Luke Bernard asper R1chardDre1r Thomas Weir Wllllam Lynch Gerald Watson Robert Frltz Travls McLaughl1n ames Salladay George Peed Park Newton and one glrl anet Young The costumes were arranged under the skrllful d1rec t1on of Mrss Ruth Dunwoody of the costume classes The orchestra under the dlrectron of Mr I-Iebert rendered numbers so approprlately surted to the scenes of the product1on that the audlence was able to l1ve the emotlons of the characters A vo1ce 1n a wrlderness of sprmg attractrons the fourth hour Advertrsrng II class under Mr Park s dr rectron prepared the way for the senlor presentatron - , 4 -X - HY n sg. E - ' A . ' Q Rr1nlY4'lC'0l,'m'71 7 9 ' I K . . . . . J A A A . . , ' 9' I1 I A ' ' .- ' 5 c ' - L-1 - - I ' s - fs. YY Y7Y7YY,YYYY V777 Y YY 9' ' 'T' v J s . 4 - ' l 1 ' I e ' . i in r ' , Tv-TTY TTY Q-I TTI YYY TT . 1 1 Q . . . , A , ' ' ' W' ' ' o ' . . . . K 'gum' V V ' 1 O ' , , . 7. -uhhnn 7777777777777 W YV Y ' 1 ' 9 ' ' ' ' ' as ,, Y, , . ,, , I 7 . . . , 3 f , J , , ,I 9 a a a a J a 9 . , , -J - a 4 7 9 ' ' - 9 v - ' A' 1' 9 G 3 ' ' , ' ' , ' I v , . . . , . 1 I 9 , 9 9 9 , . ' 9 a - , . IZII

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won first honors in a national contest, Robert Hammer won the Navy Day Essay contest and was awarded a trip to Washington, and James Baker won the grand prize in the Model Home contest. During the sophomore year came the great organ fund campaign and our class entered into active par- ticipation as the members vied with one another to see who could obtain the most money for the fund to equip the auditorium with a fine organ. As a result of this we now have the splendid instrument which graces our auditorium and fills the building with soul-inspiring music. By the time our junior year came, we had learned to appreciate Tech and its ideals. We valued the sweet companionship of friends among both students and teachers. We adored the beautiful campus alive with trees, bushes, blossoms, and birds. We loved the stately Arsenal proudly lifting its grim clock tower so tall fas the song runsj high into the skies, its time-honored steps worn by the feet of thousands of successful Tech graduates. And so, the Senior T 1930 class paused at the end of its junior year to glimpse its most successful one. REALIZATION September, 1929! Seniors at last! An ambition real- ized! With dignity did the seniors stroll about the cam- pus in the anticipated self-conhdent groups which are the fear of freshmen, the admiration of sophomores, and the envy of juniors. With dignity did the seniors mount the steps of the aged Arsenal on their way to senior roll rooms 1, 2, and 4, where commenced the slow process of organization. As a first step in this organization, the senior roll rooms, under the able supervision of their sponsors, Miss Axtell, Miss Harter, and Miss Welch, elected Ryan Hall, Robert Babcock, and Arthur Shumaker, chairmen of their respective rooms. This led to the important business of furthering friendships, raising ideals, and determining purposes for the last months at Tech. These were embodied in the constitution which was read through senior rooms until all were familiar with the contents. During the fall the seniors helped all they could in the formal dedication of the auditorium. Four pro- grams were given to show how this one building can be used as an auditorium, a concert hall, a theatre, and a gymnasium. Contrary to former custom, the A and TH divisions of the 1930 class combined their funds and as the class gift presented to the school a number of chairs to be placed in the principal's box and a plat- form fund whereby unusual speakers and musicians may be brought to Tech. As a result of this fund, the student body has already enjoyed hearing speakers such as Thomas Skeyhill, musicians such as the Cos- sack Chorus, and dramatists such as Gay MacLaren who gave the program on Dad's Night. In November, the class enthusiastically elected the officers who have guided us through the year. The three nominees for each office, made by open ballot, gave in- teresting talks before the roll rooms. As a result, our ofiicers are: President, Ryan Hall, vice-president, Eu- genia Fittz, treasurer, Robert Stone, secretary, Doro- thy Arnholter, sergeant-at-arms, Robert Babcock. In March, Marjorie de Vore won the contest for the class song and Fay Barnes won the contest for the class poem. The officers appointed Arthur Shumaker, historian. The class officers early appointed the several com- mittees and the Tv 1930 seniors worked busily and efficiently at their duties. The cases in the south corridor held a display of photographers' works of art. The Voorhis studio received the large majority of votes, then began the much discussed ordeal of being snapped It was difficult to choose the most beautiful color combination from the number of lovely ones sub- mitted by the committee, but in the end the class chose that of coral, peach, and jade. Soon after the beginning of the semester there was a senior auditorium. After the meeting each senior emerged from the building wearing the insignia of the Tn 1930 class. From the mottoes submitted by the committee the class deter- mined to be guided by the idea that A quitter never wins, a winner never quits. During February and March respective committees made arrangements for ordering pins, rings, and announcements. Many individuals in our class continued to receive honors in the Hnal year. Our athletes, Eugene Behmer, Robert Babcock, Earl Campbell, and jack McLaugh- lin, helped win many games in football and basketball, while Mildred Thixton and Louisa Scudder once again participated in basketball. Ryan Hall became co-maga- zine editor of the ARSENAL CANNON. Ellsworth Eberly was appointed lieutenant-colonel in the R.O.T.C. Mary Hall, Giltner Knipe, Fabra King, and Arthur Shu- maker, as members of the Demagorian Club, continued to speak on Sunday evenings in the city churches. May second marked the evening of the senior play, 'QA Little Journey, by Rachel Crothers. Seniors de- lighted in trying-out for this appealing comedy, and after hours of suspense, it was learned that Gene Port- teus and Ernest Schaefer had won the leading roles. These were ably assisted by a supporting cast of Vir- ginia Stephenson, James Baker, Robert Hammer, Mary Alice Burch, jane Williams, Eugenia Fittz, Edward Lambert, Robert Hively, Elizabeth Hughes, Marie Fear, Arthur Shumaker, Everett Kuhn, Paul Strie- beck, Ralph Lett, Gerald Deer, and Ralph Proud. Un- der the competent direction of Miss Ryan the play was patiently rehearsed and successfully presented. On May twenty-third, we cast away all trouble and gathered in the gymnasium for our class party. Long shall we remember the fun we had there. Its success was due to the Senior Day committee with Fabra King as chairman. This committee also planned the Class Day program on june fourth. At this time we held our final business meeting and received some of our awards. Vesper service, newly instituted at Tech, was held Sunday, June eighth. It was at this time that we real- fffoncludeal on Page 442 1201

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I-IAN D SALUTE U UILQTV, commanded Sergeant Pruett. whacking his desk with a battered dowel-rod. The clear, ringing tones of his powerful voice penetrated to the farthest corners of the big room under the Arsenal, cut- ting through the noisy hum and babble of conversation as a sharp knife cuts through butter. Instantly the cadets ceased talking and turned to face the speaker. Ye gods o' war! exclaimed the Sergeant, disgust- edly. Chatterl Chatter! Chatter! You're worse than an old ladies' sewing circlel Now cut out this talking and get down to business. just because itis raining and we can't drill outside is no reason for you to take a holi- day. We've got only three more days of this week and five of next week before the big annual inspection, and if you expect to win, it, you'll have to improve a lot. I have noticed that you're all more or less inclined to overlook military courtesy. That's no way to prepare for an inspection. If I find anyone else failing to pay the proper respect to his superior officers, Iyll certainly make things hot for him . . . Every one of the hundred and sixteen boys assembled in that room knew that the last statement quoted was not a threat, but a promise to be carried out to the letter. The Sergeant's words found varying receptions with the cadets. For instance, they aroused little emotion in Harold Tanner, for Harold was the cadet colonel and consequently had no superior officers within the school, excepting Major Schroeder and Sergeant Pruett, who are members of the regular army. Furthermore, he had no fear that anyone would refuse to respect him, for he was popular and well-liked by his fellow cadets. Bertram lVIclVIasters, on the other hand, welcomed the ultimatum enthusiastically. At last the buck-pri- vates and non-coms would have to salute him, whether they liked it or not! In the past they had all too often felt an overpowering urge to look away, pretending not to notice him, when he appeared on the scene. To them Bert was a pest-the bane of every soldier's existence- a conceited second lieutenant. Bert knew this, but the knowledge made him even more determined that they should recognize his rank. He had frequently reported cases of insubordination, but the offenses had contin- ued. Now, with the Sergeant definitely on his side, Bert believed he could see victory ahead, and his self-con- tented soul rejoiced. Friday, the day of the weekly inspection, arrived. A few minutes after eight o'clock Bert entered the Wood- ruff Place gate and proceeded along the broad cinder path, past the Barn, toward the north end of the Main Building. His luxurious boots and Sam Browne belt gleamed in the morning sunlight. His spurs and saber- chain rattled importantly. Knife-edge creases ran down the sleeves of his coat and the flaring legs of his breeches. In short, his magnihcent appearance belied the single round button which he wore on each shoulder as the emblem of his rank. As he strutted up the path amid leisurely-strolling students, always on the lookout for admiring glances, he encountered several cadets who wore the pistol-belt and wrap-legging of the lower ranks. All of them saluted, grudgingly and half-heartedly. They recog- nized this lieutenant as an officer but not as a gentle- man. However, Bert was not troubled by this distinc- tion, he was satisfied that they had saluted him. He re- turned their salutes in his snappiest manner and strutted on. just as he reached the broad cement walk which con- nects the Main Building and the Auditorium, Harold Tanner walked into view, past the farther corner of the Main, escorting Bert's best girllv The two were en- gaged in conversation. The girl seemed to be very much interested, but Harold's face wore an expression of embarrassment, boredom, and annoyance combined. Neither of them at first noticed Bert. Bert stopped short and stared in astonishment. His girl-I Then Harold glanced over his companion's head full into Bert's eyes. Bert instantly recovered his com- posure and executed a perfect salute. To his extreme surprise, Harold made no response! The colonel's face became scarlet, he glanced down at the girl, and then turned his eyes straight ahead in a useless attempt to pretend he had not seen the other officer. The pair moved on, the girl still unconscious of Bert's presence. Bert stamped into the Main, growling beneath his breath. His pride had received a severe blow. Walk with my girl and then refuse to salute me, will he? The big crook! Well, he can,t get away with it! I'll-I'll-I When Bert's company assembled for inspection on the path beside the West Residence, Bert approached Sergeant Pruett, who was standing on the broad cement steps. Sergeant, Colonel Tanner refused to return my salute this morning, he reported. Bert had frequently-a bit too frequently-reported privates and non-commissioned officers for this offense, but a colonel-that was different. i'Tanner!n called the Sergeant. 'QYes, sir! lVlclVlasters says you failed to return his salute this morning. Er-er-yes, sir, that's true, Harold stammered, in great confusion. What! Harold's explanation produced a mighty roar of laughter in which the Sergeant joined. Bert never fully recovered from the shock. 'tYes, sir,,' said Harold. You see, that girl--I was walking with a girl-she's always following me around, Sergeant-she was holding onto my arm and I coulcln't 77 get l00S6!n L. D. GINGER o o o YEARNING I want to live upon the plain, I want to till the sod, I want to find what living means . . For life is love and love is God. l 221