Ashtabula High School - Dart Yearbook (Ashtabula, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 36 of the 1913 volume:

$ rrmrm m muni 111111 111111 11111 I TT The Bone Head Up in tlie school house grim and gray, Kxams were being held one day. A hoy with a fountain pen sat there, And the others wanted it everywhere. The teacher looked from left to right; The whispering scholars met her sight. “Vou'll flunk’’, she «aid to the poor scared lad, “You’re a hone head and you’re acting had.” ‘' Flunk’if you miTSt, this poor; hone head, But spare my Parker Pen,” he said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the teacher came. “Who touches a hair •on yon bone head, Flunks like adunce. Write on,” she said. 4 All day long in the school room then, Sounded the rustle of paper and pen. 4 The bone head finished his long exam; He’s now a successful business man. So the very best start for women and men Is to use the PARKER FOUNTAIN PEN. — With apologies to Whittier and Barbara. 1111 mmiiimn lumiiimiiuiiiiu imnn iti ALWAYS SOMETHING NEW AT CANDYLAND CAN I) IKS REFRESHMENTS Knowlton «S. Wkntlini; Drugs, Stationery, Cigars, Toilet Articles The Pt'IIA-l'ORMl'tA Store - - . 2 M Main S -ee« 11 nn m mum mi m nui i m n 111 m i n n l iililH IMII i m 11 ILiL C. R. CANFIKIA Druggist 211 Main Street Miss Clifford MIUIHERY 125 MAIN STREET REMEMBER Tht Table Supply Sells everything you eat 204 Main Street DONT BUY UNTIL YOU SEE OUR LINE Football Supplies, Sweaters Boxing Gloves SPORTING GOODS BTC. The PaineTord Go. F.C.MULLEN For Fire Insurance Livery and Transfer . . CALL ON FRED A. WILLIAMS The Oldest and Strongest Agency in City 205 Main St. M. G. ROBINSON GO . . . Atlas Coal . . . Let Us Wire Burt and Packard Your home and light with Edison Mazda “KOUTt Sn3p6 Lamps Shoes for Men E. J. ROSS Electrical Contractor C. W. HERRICK 222 Main Street, Ashtabula Phone 1380-L. Spring Street GO TO £ Kurtz Decorating Shop when you need Good Painters and Paperhangers 132 Main St. Ashtabula IAVID BROS. We have the best line of CANDIES in the city 176 Main Street THE BEST MEALS IN THE CITY Served at the Y.M.C. A. Dining Rooms THE PUBLIC IS INVITED Our Motto: Quality and Cleanliness Sunday Dinners a Specialty Three meals daily Swissalu Aluminum Ware 95 PER GENT, PURE Get it at SMITH’S HARDWARE • Ashtabula’s Busiest Shoe Store “There’s a Reason” Brownell’s NOTHING OVER S2.98 171 Main St. Chas. Blowers. Mgr. S Carpul Cigars Very Mild, best 5c Cigar sold. Carpul Tobacco, a new 10c can, flavored with rum and blended with Virginia Tobacco, - making a mild, pleasing moke for pipe or cigarette When Your Eyes Trouble you SEE A. E. PARSONS OPTICIAN In Knowlton Wentling’s Drug Store Phone 2165-R 214 Main Street FALL BOOTS For Yonng Men and Young Women. English Walking Shoe, Tail and Black. Button Boots in an endless variety, Tan and Black If iPs right we have This is ike Time for SP1XTAI, SALES Watch the Beacon Sherwood Millinery School Supplies Tablets, Pencils, Note Books AH Styles Best Quality Miss Eda Konter Scoville and Roller h«. puer� in Main street Cor. Division and Station Sts. Jas. K. Stebbins Son Jewelers and Optometrists At the Sign of the Clock Ashtabula THE DART AH CONTENTS AH LITERARY PAGE The Trail of the Alps...................6 Mildred Pickard, ’14 Speaking of Peacocks....................8 Marjorie Mitchell, ’15 Periwinkle Joe.........................11 Jane Dickinson, ’16 Our New Teachers.......................14 A Metrical Romance - ■ ................15 Martha H. Stone, ’16 DEPARTMENTAL Editorials.............................16 High School Notes......................18 Alumni Notes...........................20 Athletics..............................21 Financial Report.......................24 Jokes ..............................- 25 Exchanges ............................ 28 f THE TRAIL OF THE ALPS MILDRED PICKARD '14 HAT a charming place is Interlaken! It is the center for many fine excursions, particularly up into the high Alps. There is one trip, especially, that every lover of the granduer and the majesty of mountain scenery should be sure to take and that is to ascend the Jung- frau mountain. It was five o’clock on July 31 when we arrived at Interlaken. As it was just time for the sunset, we went out to see the color of the gown which the Jungfrau had donned for us. We surely were fortunate to see her in all her glory, for it was the first time in two months she had not been veiled in a misty gown. But on this July evening, as she towered high between the black moun- tains, she seemed to be aglow with iridescent lights. We then de- cided that if the next day brought forth a bright and clear morn- ing, we surly would take the trip to the Jungfrauhoch, which the guide said was one of the most thrilling excursions in the trail of the Alps. As the snow glittered on the snow covered mountains on the next morning, we hurried to the station, leaving Interlaken at 8:05 A. M. Up and up climbed the sturdy little train. Beside the tracks the wild fox-glove daisies,- real American daisies, nodded cheery greetings. Soon we reached Grindelwald, the starting place for many a climbing expedition. Up above, a mere dot in the distance, is the Kleine Scheidigg. To that place is a long slow climb, but at last the busy engine gives a long puff of relief, and we find that we have arrived at Kleine Scheidigg. Straight across are the pale green glaciers of the Jungfra . All about are great snow-banks. In every direction there is a mag- nificent panorama of mountain scenery. On and on we climbed, the air growing thinner, the higher we mounted. On one side there are the everlasting snow fields, while on the other side are the eternal hills. The guide told us to go higher yet and scale the heights of the regal Jungfrau. The Kleine Scheidigg is the start ing place for the Jungfrauhoch, the regions of eternal snow. As 6 THE DART we decided to go as high as possible, we were soon on our way once again. It is hard for us to realize that just a little higher on the mountain, the tourists have the unusual pleasure of snow-balling just as vigorously as we do here in January. The train winds around and around, until at last we have entered a cold dark tun- nel which is very long. The engine puffed along slowly, and every few feet we passed a guard who gave the signals showing that the tracks are safe. The train stopped and I supposed we had come to the Jungfrau- bahn. But no! we were at a place called Eismeer. Leaving the train we took a very romantic walk in a cross-tunnel of rock ice. It was illuminated by inverted green and yellow lights which cast forth a very strange glow. This place is just a small platform where you have a good view of the mountains. It boasts of one of the highest post offices in the world, at an elevation of over 10,000 feet. After enjoying a wonderful view of the beautiful snow cov- ered mountains, we hurried back to the train and rode ten min- utes longer in the tunnel before we got off for dinner. We rode for fifty-five minutes in the tunnel, before we reach ed the Jungfrauhoch, nearly 12,000 feet above sea level. The breathing there is difficult as the air is very rare. The little res taurant where we ate dinner was built on the mountain side, and is everywhere surrounded by snow and ice. After luncheon we started for a mountain climb and a frolic in the snow. We all had our Alpine climbing sticks for assistance in treading over the snow and ice. Soon we entered a cave of ice. It was very cold there and the path was very icy. Without my spiked cane I should never have been able to continue on the ex- cursion. I believe that the snow was the purest and cleanest that I have ever seen. You know that the Jungfrau mountain is so called because the Swiss say, the mountain is as white and pure as the young wife. Coming out of the cave, we had a fine game of snow-balling. It was my first experience of snow-balling in August, but I found the sport so enjoyable that I hope I may repeat it sometime in the future.. We then took a farewell glance at the wonderful scene, on one side upon the dusky forests and the green meadows, and on the other side upon the far stretching ice fields, while we said Aufwieder sehen.” 7 SPEAKING OF PEACOCKS MARJORIE MITCHELL ’15 TELL you every woman is as vain as a peacock,” an- nounced Mr. Vale as he held his coffee cup in mid-air. Whenever one of them gets a new dress or a hat or even shoes, she thinks of nothing for a week but how well she looks. Watch a woman in a new suit. Every time she goes by a store window, she looks at her re- flection and mentally, if not actually, gives herself an approving pat.” And are men never vain?” questioned bis wife. Did you ever see me strutting up and down in a new suit?” he exclaimed indignantly, 1 should hope not! I have something else to think about besides the!most idiotic angle for my hat, the craziest style imaginable in clothes, and whether my hair, brushed such and such a way, would make me look more distinguished than the way I now choose to wear it, or if my neckties should be a hundredth of a shade different from what they are in order to look well with my eyes.” No,” said Mrs. Vale, but I suppose you know the old saying about peacocks, that when they see their feet, they drop their tails and stop strutting. Now I think it quite possible to account for man’s lack of vanity by the size of his feet. Being so much larger than woman’s and so much more in evidence that —.” “There you go,” interrupted her husband. “Just like a woman, arguing against herself every time.” But why?” Because indirectly you are trying to brag about your little feet,” finished her husband. Soon afterwards, when they had completed their dinner in si- lence and had adjourned to the living room, Mr. Vale to peruke his evening paper and smoke, and Mrs. Vale to work on a bit of sewing which most housekeepers usually have at hand, the door- bell gave a loud ring and Mrs. Vale’s brother Ernest, a football star from a near-by University, entered. His face was somewhat cut and bruised, and he also limped a little, these afflictions being the results of the afternoon’s game. When he entered the room, 8 THE DART he looked as one would expect the king of England to lcok after he had been attacked by suffragettes,—more or less disabled but still like a great and widely known man. Brimming over with satisfaction, he did not wait to be asked about the game, but began voluntarily. Mrs. Vale cast an appre- hensive glance at her best mahogany chair, as Ernest having en- sconced himself in a large leather affair, preparatory to spending the evening in comfort, put his feet upon it. Why must a man in order to be thoroly comfortable, have his feet upon some choice article of furniture? This was his refrain: “Say! talk about all the fight-for-your-life scraps that I was ever in! Why any ordinary game of football would have about as much life in it as a Sunday School class singing a Christmas song, compared with that game this afternoon. Say, Hap, you know Big Bill Steen? Well, I played against him. Talk about your Gibraltars! Why, he was a perfect mountain to move. He didn’t stop me, tho’ you bet! I’m not so slow myself when I get started. I had the ball and was speeding for a touch-down when that Stonewall Jackson stepped in front of me. I thought here’s where I get no cheers from the grandstand, more likely a nurse from the hospital, but bucked up, for I thot I might as well get a few digs in on the other fellow while he was killing me. Well, I went thru him so fast that he dosen’t know yet what hit him. Won the game on it. The crowd went mad. Oh, I should worry about Big Bill or anyone else when I’m in form.” So he raved, telling of others’ playing but always as compar- ed with his. After awhile Mrs. Vale directed his thoughts into another channel by asking: “Have you and Dolly made up your little spat yet?” “You bet: that was over long ago. When she heard about my being on the team and doing such good work, she came a- round all right. Knew she would, so I just let her take her time to it. Catch a girl throwing me over for that simpleton with the eyeglasses, who has a name that sounds like a new kind of choco- lates.” A son of Adam to be sure, blaming it on Eve. Later in the evening when Mr. Vale obtained the floor, the talk turned to that all absorbing topic, “Business.” “Oh yes,” he said, “Knew I would get in ahead of Hapwel in 9 £ THE DART that deal. He hasn’t enough spunk to beat me. I can bellow as loud as he can. Strange as it may seem he doesn’t like to swallow his own dust, for a change. Says he’s always been considered first and no upstart of a boy is going to get ahead of him. I guess I don’t look as old as I am, perhaps. Anyway, I am old enough to fight, and if he’s going to drive me out, he’ll have his hands full right away. Old Tom said when he left there, “Keep up as you’ve begun, boy, and you’ll make your mark all right. Your stacking up against a big job, but you are man enough to fill it. I tell you he doesn’t say that to everybody.” When Ernest left, it was after eleven o’clock. Mr. Vale open- ed the door for him, and returning found his wife sitting on the floor in front of the bookcases with the dictionary open in her lap. She was hastily scanning the page and did not look up as he en- tered. “What on earth are you doing with that at this time of night?” he yawned. “Looking up peacocks,” briefly. “Peacock?” “Yes, to see if there isn’t a kind that is proud of its strut and not its feathers. Oh, I take it back about your big feet. They must be altogether invisible. The slightly amused, tho somewhat bored expression disap- peared from Mr. Vale’s face, leaving it perfectly blank. Slowly his mouth dropped open, and he stared at his wife dumbly. Fi- nally he recovered himself and walked to the window. “It is snowing,” he declared shortly. “Oh! is it? cried Mrs. Vale, jumping up and coming to his side to stare at a few small flakes of snow which were falling softly thru the darkness, I’m so glad for I can wear my new furs to church to-morrow.” c j “Why did you break your engagement with Miss R., the school mistress?” “Couldn’t stand it any longer old man. The other evening, when I arrived fifteen .minutes late, she told me I must bring an excuse in writing, signed by my mother.” c i “My mission,” said the kind parson to the vivacious girl, “ is to save young men.” “Good,” she answered, “ save one for me.” 10 PERIWINKLE JOE JANE DICKINSON, ’16 Periwinkle, periwinkle, Periwinkle, wink; Here’s a wave, and there’s a wave, Now, periwinkle, drink. Hear the little fishes, Listen while they say Oh peri, peri, winkle, winkle. Won’t you come and play?” HE high quavering voice rose above the roar of the great gray waves, as they beat upon the stone covered beach. A bent old man, whose face was nearly cover- ed by a long white beard, plodded thru the sand. Now and then he stooped to pick up a tiny white shell, so pure and fragile in form that it seemed to be made by the hand of an angel. As his voice rose above the noise of the wind and waves, it reached the ears of a jolly crowd of young people, whose gay chat- ter immediately ceased. “Oh,” exclaimed Bob Harris carelessly, “that’s old “Periwinkle Joe,” a funny old duffer, who goes up and down the beach picking up periwinkles. He makes bags and box- es and knickknacks of them, that he sells to the campers. He will be over to see you girls as soon as he knows you are here. The only way to get rid of him is to give him a good squelching.” “Trust me for that,” exclaimed Ruth Dearborn. “What a fun- ny song he sings! But isn’t the tune catchy? I’m going to try it on my guitar, when we go back to the cottage.” The Jolly Crowd had arrived that day to spend a week at Camp Happy” on Lake Erie shore. II Periwinkle, periwinkle, Periwinkle, wink; Here’s the bread, and there’s the ham, Now pretty camper, where’s the jam? Ruth’s song was greeted by a roar of laughter, as the Jolly Crowd gathered around the table for supper. “Has old Joe been around bothering you yet?” asked one of the boys. “Oh no, and I do hope he doesn’t come; I’d hate to turn him away, but I’m sure I don’t want any of his old periwinkles,” said soft hearted Mary Dennison. “Why, I think we could have some fun, making sport of the 11 THE DART old fellow,” exclaimed Ruth. Hardly before she had stopped speaking-, Periwinkle Joe’s voice could be heard in the distance. As he came nearer they could distinguish the words, “Listen while they say, ‘Oh peri, peri, winkle, winkle’ In another moment he was knocking at the door. “Oh let me go,” cried Ruth. In a few minutes she was back at the table, but her face burned. “I’m sorry I said such a horrid thing just now, for when he came, he had such a sweet patient smile on his face; but when I said such a mean thing to him, he just turned away with- out a word, and his shoulders seemed a little more stooped.” “Oh, never mind,” said some one, easily, and the next moment Jce and his troubles were forgotten. Periwinkle Joe had lived a solitary life for many years. Year in and year out he had occupied a small lonely hut by the water. Twenty years ago a great sorrow had come into his life. His only child, a girl of eighteen, had died. His grief clouded his mind. All his love seemed now centered on the lake. It was his only confidant, his only friend. Every hour of daylight he spent in its company, so the next morning after his introduction to these gay young people, he was up early. As the sun arose a certain freshness, belonging to that hour alone pervaded the air. The lake looked like a big emerald as it lay without a ripple breaking the surface. Soon after dawn, Joe could be seen upon the beach, ceasing, now and then from his work to gaze at the wide expanse of water. Then with a sigh he turned back again to his work. He sighed as he thought of his daughter who left him so many‘years ago. When she went how different was she from the girl he had seen the night before, the girl who had spoken so sharply to him, who had made him feel so far below her. “And yet,” he thot, “she has eyes like my girl.” Then he would go at his work more diligently, looking under this stone, and behind that rock, for even one periwinkle must not escape his hand. % It was toward evening of the same day, Joe, weary and foot- sore, for his tramp had been an unusually long one, was plodding westward toward his little shack. He was thinking of his daugh- ter, she had been almost constantly in his thots that day. Suddenly, as if compelled by some unseen force, shading his 12 THE DART eyes, with his hand frcm the slanting iays of the setting sun, he shifted his glance down the beach to the pier. There on the end of the pier stood a little boy. He evidently had a boat in the wa- ter, and as it sailed beyond his reach, he made a dive for it. Joe began to run. In another minute he was in the water hurrying to- ward the struggling child. The Jolly Crowd, attracted by Joe’s peculiar actions, at once saw the little lad’s danger. “Oh,” cried Ruth Dearborn in a frenzy, it’s my brother Hal. Oh, boys, run! hurry! Joe can never reach him.” With that, two of the boys rush- ed into the water and, in less time than it takes to tell it, one of them came back, triumphantly bearing young Hal, apparently none the worse for his ducking. Joe turned back, with a prayer of thanksgiving in his heart. As he reached the beach he sank down exhausted. No one paid any attention to Joe. Oh no! For who thot of Joe as a he- ro? The hero was the boy who had saved the child. Joe lay on the beach so exhausted that he could scarcely move, but after a time he managed to stagger home. That evening he sat dreaming of his daughter. How happy she must be. She never was tired or hungry as he was. Later he fell asleep and dreamed of angels singing, and best of all his daughter, just as she had looked twenty years ago, stretching out her hand to him. Outside the darkness deepened; a cool wind blew in from the lake, but never again was Joe tired, or hungry, or never again did he long for his daughter, for he went to her that night. When the Jolly Crowd heard of Joe’s death, they all felt deep remorse, but more than any other one, Ruth Dearborn grieved, for it was she who had made his burden seem heavier, by her unkind word . She felt even deeper remorse, when the doctor said that Joe’s death was probably due to the shock of the water. The sud- den shock undoubtedly weakened his already feeble heart. All the campers, in turn tried to comfort Ruth but she would not be comforted. If I had only said one kind word, or done one nice thing, for him, I wouldn’t feel so bad,” wailed Ruth, “ but I didn’t, instead, I made his life just as miserable as I C3uld.” “Oh, well, Ruth, never mind now,” said Mary, “for it can’t be helped; but any way it’s nice to know that he’s happy now.” They all found comfort in that fact, and soon dismissed the matter from their minds. Before they broke camp, they had all regained their usual spirits and were a “Jolly Crowd” again. 13 OUR NEW TEACHERS We wish to extend a most cordial welcome to Principal Townsend and to the new instructors of A. H. S. MR. H. R. TOWNSEND, A. B„ A. M. A. H. S. is indeed fortunate in securing as Principal, Mr. Townsend, who comes here with a flattering record. In 1910 he received the Bachelor of Arts degree from Haverford University; in 1911 the Master of Arts degree from Harvard. Mr. Townsend taught history at West Chester, Pa. High School in 1911. He was principal at Nelsonville High School in 1912. Besides being prin- cipal of our school, he will teach the Senior American history. miss enid Mcelroy, b. l. Miss McElroy comes from Delaware, Ohio. She received a B. L. degree from Ohio Wesleyan University. Her experience as teacher consists of five years teaching at Delaware High School. She is teaching English, Algebra, Physical Geography in A. H. S. MR. HAROLD COLLINS Mr. Collins, our new athletic coach, comes with the reputa- tion of being one of the best athletes in the state. In 1912 he at- tended Wooster University where he achieved many honors as an athlete. This is his first year as coach and he has had much success with the football team so far Mr. Collins will teach Phy- sical Geography. He is not native American, for he was born in Siam. MR. MARTIN Mr. Martin comes to A. H. S. to teach in the Commercial De- partment. He was graduated from Oberlin in ’12, and has also attended Heidelberg at Tiffin. Mr. Martin has taught three years at Tiffin. ' MR. F. W. MITCHELL Mr. Mitchell, who teaches mathematics, is a graduate of Ed- inboro University. He was principal at Hahntown, Pa. and Greensburg, Pa. being also substitute teacher in the high school at Greensburg. 14 THE DART MR. H. P. PATTON, B. A. Mr. Patton, the new teacher in Commercial Geography and English was graduated from Antioch college in 1911, where he re- ceived the Bachelor of Arts degree. He was assistant principal and taught English and Mathematics at Ligonier, Ind. MISS RUTH KELLY, B. A. Miss Ruth Kelly comes to teach English in A. H. S. In 1911 she received the Bachelor of Arts degree from Allegheny college. She was graduated from Meadville, Pa. High School in 1907. For one year she was instructor in English at Girard, Ohio. MR. PELTON, A. B. Mr. Pelton, our science teacher, is a graduate of Oberlin, re- ceiving from that institution an A. B. degree. He taught Mathe- matics and Physics at St. Albans School, Knoxville, 111. MISS RICHARDS, A. B. Miss Richards is also a graduate of Oberlin, having received an A. B. degree. Her experience as teacher consists of six years teaching of Mathematics at Salem, Ohio. She is instructor of Mathematics in A. H. S. cSj tgj A Metrical Romance I am Bus was a merry maid, She loved a boy nam’d Dac, But when she found he loved her not, She cried, “Alack! Alack!” Now this young Dac Tyl felt pangs of remorse, Forthwith he bought him a dashing black horse, Said, “to escape wedded state I’ll go West, There no old maids do the good ground infest.” Tro Chee overheard this speech, Begged he’d take her with him there, “For,” she said, “him do I hate, But I want fresh western air.” But instead of these maids who o’er anxious did seem, He did take to himself a fair vision and dream, Who would change her sweet name which was fair Anna Pest, And become Mrs. Tyl by his urgent request. 15 THE DART Vol. VI. November. 1913 No. 1 Published Six Times a Year by the Senior Class of Ashtabula High School. Entered as Second Class Matter at the Postoffice at Ashtabula, Ohio TEN CENTS PER COPY George Anderson. Sadie Savage Wii.i.a Dl'NN Louise Tilley Park McAlister.. Ray Brooks Louis Si ewart Harold Blakesi.ee John Stewart.... Ethel Dorman____ THE STAFF ..............................Editor-in Chief ...........................Associate Editors ............................Exchange Editor ............................Athletic Editor ......................... Business Managers ..............................Junior Reporter ....................... Sophomore Reporter ............................Freshman Reporter The first issue of the “Dart” for the present year is before you. We send it forth with “fear and trembling,” trusting that it will meet with, a hearty welcome and approval from the student body. We would not start our duties with apologies, for we fully 16 THE DART realize the honor which has been entrusted to our keeping in the maintenance of this, our High School paper. This paper is repre- sentative of the talent and genius of the entire student body, and not the frenzied mental exertion of a select few. We know there is much creative ability in A. H. S. and we wish to say that the columns of the “Dart” are always open to its expression. Mr Student think a little and put your thoughts into words, and you will not only make your paper a better one, but you will also en- rich yourself. Then in order to attain perfection we must also have the support of the student body in other ways, the most im- portant way being, subscribing for the “Dart.” There are now o- ver four hundred students in A. H. S. only half of whom have giv- en us their names. This is a poor showing for a large high school of this sort; but we hope you will subscribe, as by doing so you will greatly assist the paper to keep up its standard. This being the sixth year of the publication of the “Dart,” we shall endeavor to carry out a new idea. The idea is this, to change the cuts in each department and also the cover design in each issue of the paper. This, we think, is one more step to- ward betterment. Now in order to do this, we must have your co-operation in drawing these cuts; and of course, we need the support you can give by buying the “Dart,” because these cuts cost a little money. The drawings for the different departments have been ably done by Harold Blakeslee and Reginald Kain. The Dart” wishes to thank these two students for the splendid work they have done. Other artists in A. H. S. should follow their ex- ample in bettering the appearance of the paper, for we know, there are many who have ability in this line. Show your artistic ability and you will be rewarded with the honor due you. A new feature in A. H. S. is that of a German Club, composed of the German students of the Senior and the Junior classes. We hope that it will be continued by all the other classes which are to follow in years to come. The purpose of the club is to aid in per- fecting its members in the use of German language by having pro- grams arranged for the different meetings to be held. All honor is due Miss Vance in forming such a club. By the way, this is one more step toward that largely discussed subject, Class Spirit.” Now a word concerning the patronizing of the Dart adver- 17 THE DART H tisers. This year we will perhaps receive more advertisements than have been obtained lor any issue of the paper in preceding years, with the exception of the Annuals. It is from these adver- tisements that the paper receives its maintenance, and we should show our appreciation by patronizing the dealers who have kindly favored us by placing their advertisements in the Dart.” HIGH SCHOOL NOTES The students of the High School have now settled down 10 conscientious study, and are endeavoring to make this year a most prosperous one in class work, athletics, debates and other impor- tant departments of school activities. The officers of the various Literary Societies have been chos- en and the first meeting was held Oct. 24. Instead of meeting twice a, month as has been the custom, they will meet but once each month. SENIORS The Seniors have elected the following class officers:—Gordon Lang, President; James Savage, Vice President; Mildred Pickard, Secretary; Glenn Klingensmith, Treasurer. Following are the literary officers for the first semester: Park McAlister, President; Glenn Klingensmith, Vice President; Hazel Lindsley, Secretary; Willa Dunn, Critic. A musical program has been arranged for the first meeting. The officers of the newly formed German Club have chosen the following officers: - Louise Tilley. President; Margaret Raser, Vice President; Mildred Pickard, Secretary. This club will meet once a month. JUNIORS The Juniors have the following class officers: President, Mur- ray Cook; Vice President, Cordell Carleton; Secretary, Shirley Peck; Treasurer, Fay Wilkes. The literary officers for the first semester are: Room 5,—President, Ralph Newton; Vice President, Cordell 18 THE DART A Carleton; Secretary, Adelaide Zeile; Critic, Zelma Glenn; Reporter Ruth Dewey. Room 8. President, Emmet Bixler; Vice President, Ruby Cowin; Secretary, Fred Thorpe, Critic, Lois Babbit; Reporter, Paul Smith. ( We have the largest Junior class ever enrolled, there being ninety-one students. Everything points to a successful year for the Juniors. SOPHOMORES The class of T6 has the following literary officers: Room 9 John Stewart, President; Nora Bond, Vice President; Fay Sweet, Secretary; Ralph Shipman, Critic; Ella Gardner, Re- porter. Room 12 Howard Nazor, President; Jane Dickinson, Vice President; Lola Remick, Secretary; Mabel Lewis, Critic; Stephen Hall, Reporter. Hazel Rither of Dorset and Burdett Carleton of Hillsdale, Michigan are new members of the Sophomore class. The first month of the school year has passed and the outlook for the class is bright. FRESHMEN Following are the Freshmen literary officers: Room 3 President, Audrey Starkweather; Vice President, Lawerence Russel; Secretary, George Ducro; Critic, George McDonald; Reporter, Neil Payne Room 11 President, Hobert Rosebrook; Vice President, Wal- ter Stewart; Secretary, John Green; Critic, Charles Sanborn; Re- porter, Russel Workman. Room 13 President, John Dickinson; Vice President, Paul Hogan; Secretary, Harold Johnson; Critic, Harold Robishaw; Re- porter, Esther Lang. One hundred and forty-nine Freshmen have entered High School, this being the largest enrollment in the history of the class. We think that the Freshmen in one class, surely will know the meaning of sufficient, hereafter. A few days ago, a Fresh- man, having finished his recitation was told it was sufficient, and remained standing. The teacher explained the meaning, and the class certainly thought it was sufficient. Gradually we hope the Freshmen will become accustomed to dignified words. 19 ALUMNI NOTES This year A. H. S. has sent fifty-one graduates to colleges and universities thruout the entire country, which breaks all pre- vious records. Last year’s class sending eighteen. In addition to these fifty-one A. H. S. has four graduates training in hospitals. The members of last years class attending college are: Frances Crosby, Lake Erie; Lowell Drake, Allegheny; Rachel Davis, Boston Conservatory of Music; Milton Elliott, Hiram; El- nore Good, Woman’s college, Cleveland; Charles Peck, Hamilton; Antoinette Paine, Lake Erie; Dorothy Smith, Oxford; Ned Williams, Hillsdale; Librador Meola, Rochester; Kenneth Flower, University of Pennsylvania; Harold Hopkins, Case; Harriet Gates, Business College, Cleveland; Donald Pancoast, Case; Gertrude Morris, Mi- ami University; Lynn Tarbell, Hillsdale; Walter Allen, Case; Mary McDonald, Lake Erie. During the coming year Miss Anna Ziele ’ll, will teach domes- tic science and expression work in Scaritt College at Morrisville, Missouri. Five members of last year’s graduating class are teaching in district schools this year. Grace Pond T2 and Robert Burwell T2, married, July 6, 1913. Alvin Swedenborg and Mabel Chapin were married on Sep- tember twenty-fourth, 1913. Jt is with sorrow that we record the death of Mrs. Sophie Mosher Greenlee of the Class of 1894. Mrs. Greenlee died Sept. 25, 1913, at Kingsville. She was a very successful physician. In her we lose from the Alumni a women of high aims and noble character. c j cga Mrs. Morton’s recipe for success:—Get up and fly around and do things. Helen L.—“I’m going to have a fireman’s pole instead of a staircase in my house. Then when I want to dust the banister I’ll just put on a dust cloth and slide down.” 20 The football season is now in full swing, and A. H. S. has fine prospects for another championship team. Coach Collins had sev- en letter men to start with, and has built up a fine team. An unus- ually good squad is out so that every man has to work to hold his position. Captain Frank Madden failed to return to school and a new captain had to be elected. Emmet Bixler received this honor. Manager Bixler has prepared the following schedule:— Sept. 20. Ex-Hi’s at Ashtabula Sept. 27. Willoughby at Ashtabula Oct. 4.—Ashtabula at Geneva Oct. 11. Ashtabula at Jefferson Oct. 18. Warren at Ashtabula Oct. 25. Central High at Ashtabula Nov. 1. Ashtabula at Shaw Nov. 8.—Ashtabula at Conneaut Nov. 15.—Geneva at Ashtabula Nov. 22. Ashtabula at Harbor Nov. 27. Conneaut at Ashtabula September 20. Ex-Hi’s vs. Ashtabula A. H. S. opened the season with the annual game between the Ex-Hi’s and the High School. Although the school team was de- cisively defeated, it made a good showing and demonstrated that A. H. S. will be very much in the running for the county cham' pionship. 21 THE DART Ex-Hi’s 33 A. H. S. 0 F. Madden . . . . . L.E Newton E. Madden ...... L. T Arvidson Stevens L. G Prine G ul.. 1: :..... C Davis R.G Whitman Stapleton ....... R.T Carleton August R. E. .. McAlister Davern Q. ... Brooks Geralds R. H. Bixler Phelps L. H Rohl.. F Sweet Touchdowns Phelps 2, Davern, August, Rohl. Goals kicked, by Davern 2. Time of quarters—10 minutes. Referee, Walker. Umpire, Patton. Headlinesman, Townsend. Timer, Dieterich. September 27. Willoughby vs. Ashtabula This certainly was a soft one. We began scoring right at the start and never stopped until the whistle blew. The whole team worked like a top. The entire second team was sent in during the last quarter, but the visitors couldn’t stop them either. This score far eclipses all county records. A. H. S. 114 W H S. 0 Newton .... L. E Howard .... L. T Whitman .... L. G B. Hobart Thorpe .... C Arvidson .... R. G Grivelly Carleton .... R. T McAlister .... R. E Wells Brooks ... Q Bixler .... R. H Richards Klingensmith .... L. H F. Hobart Sweet .... F Vanderhook Touchdowns Brooks 5, Sweet 5, Bixler 3, Newton 2, Carle- ton, McAlister, Belden. Goals kicked -Bixler 5, Sweet. Time of quarters—10 minutes. Referee, Walker. Umpire, Collins. Head- linesman, Townsend. Timer, Dieterich. October 4. Ashtabula vs. Geneva This was the first game away from home, and our second vic- 22 THE DART tory of the season. But for the good work of Capt. Bixler there might be a different story to tell. With only a few minutes to play and our goal in serious danger, that young man intercepted a forward pass and sprinted ninety-five yards for the only touch- down of the game. G.H.S.-0 A. H. S. 7 Starkey............. L. E................Newton McColl.............. L. T................Howard Hill................ L. G...............Whitman Gladding............ C...................Thorpe Chapman ............ R. G..............Arvidson Miller ............. R. T..............Carleton Fowler..............R. E..............McAlister Martin.............. Q...................Brooks Connell............. L. H..........Klingensmith Maltbie............. R. H................Bixler McCambridge......... F....................Sweet Touchdown and goal Bixler. Substitutions Holden for Malt- bie; Robinson for Whitman. Time of periods 2} minutes. Re- feree and Umpire alternating, Mott and Walker. Headlinesman, Townsend. Timers, H. W. Sprague and Supt. Dieterich. October 11. Ashtabula vs. Jefferson This game was played on a wet and soggy field with a light rain falling during nearly the whole game. As a result straight football was used by both teams. This game leaves the champion- ship as undecided as before. J. H. S.—8 A. H. S— 6 Neave................. L. E.................Newton Talkington......... L. T....................Howard Tisch................. L. G................Whitman Perry................. C..................Robinson Latimer-Welser ....... R. G...............Arvidson Hervey................ R. T...............Carleton Stump.................R. E..............McAlister Case.................. Q....................Brooks Catlin................ L. H....... : Klingensmith Doan.................. R. H.................Bixler Meigs................. F.....................Sweet Referee, Mott. Umpire, Patton. Time of quarters—10 min- utes. Touchdowns—Case, Brooks. Goals failed—Hervey. •23 THE DART f Financial Report for Year 1912-1913 A. H. S. Athletic Association Balance from year 1911-12 $ 23.21 Football receipts 224.35 Football expense 2i 0.13 Received from Colonel French Entertainment 12.10 Basketball receipts 146.80 Basketball expense 101.45 Baseball receipts 63.50 Baseball expense 75.17 Track receipts 39.30 Track expense 42.51 Mitchell Hardware, balance due, Track 25.56 Paine-Ford, balance due. Baseball 32.83 509.26 567.65 509.26 Balance due 58.39 Respectively submitted, James Savage, Secretary C 3 o% Oh! Ye Freshman! Oh ye young and tender, green little things! Brace up and become a part of A. H. S. Buck up and be men and women. Make people know you are alive. Come out for football, basketball, baseball, and track. Try for the teams; make them, and become champions. Come out to the games; yell, halloo, and help bring more high school spirit to A. H. S. Interest yourself in everything connected with your high school, then boost and help every way you can. Help by doing something yourself. Lick any one who says anything against A. H. S. Defend, protect, and help the school. In other words become part of it. Do this and you will possess school spirit. Your own Freshman class will be the cham- pions, in every branch of school contests. Your own Freshman class will have the best time in high school. Your own class will keep the old A. H. S. banners waving in triumph. Other classes will honor and respect you, help you to be successful. Everything will come your way thruout your high school career. So yell, halloo, work, help, boost, and become a part of A. H. S. Oh! Ye Freshman! 24 If I could find a tree Whereon grew jokes, And had the privilege To sell to folks, I would not sell for gems or gold All would I hold, And with sweet generosity in heart Give to the Dart. Go thou and do likewise. Mr. Craig (speaking friendly-like to Mr. Collins the first morning to school.) What class are you in?” Fred T. (speaking to the cat who wandered in at 12:30 P. M.) ‘‘Kitty it is time you were in bed.” Grace S. (yawning) “I wouldn’t talk if I were you.” Two of our giant Freshmen; Sarah Colby and Victor Visconti. NOT HOW “CHEAP” BUT HOW “GOOD” Wear a Real Tailored suit and you will never be ob- liged to keep out of the rain The new Autumn Styles are ready. Prosser Tailoring Co. THE DART Recipe for a Party The first thing up to the Town-send John-son, with these instructions, To call the guests and buy the food With all the late reductions. Then rent a Hall and buy a Peck Of Campbell soup so Sweet To Cook it Wright just Boyle it long Until it’s fit to eat. Then when it rises to the top Add one Mor-ton of water, Then add a touch of pepper Green To make it that much hotter. If some Wood think it was too hot Just Mixer well with Sage; Next play some games and sing so Strong The songs that are the rage. Then when the clock goes creepin’ round Close to the hour one, Just tell your guests it’s time to go And, Love, your party’s Dunn. Strange Voice, (over telephone)—“Mr. Collins did you leave the lights in the basement?” Mr. Collins “No.” Strange V. “What did you do with them?” Silence. Fay W. “Who gave you the black eye, Fay?” Fay S.—“Nobody gave it to me. I had to fight for it.” Does a tree take it’s trunk when it leaves? c8j Notice to Freshmen! In case of fire, do not run. Green material does not burn. Ex. Important Notice Anyone wishing to interview the Principal will please push the button just outside the door. A little diversion is relished by the best of us. 26 THE DART “It doesn’t pay to do much talking when You’re mad enough to choke, For the word that stings the deepest Is the word that’s never spoke. Let the other fellow wrangle till the Storm has blown away, Then he’ll do a heap of thinking About the things you didn’t say.” Aurie D. is a girl in our class, She’s a jolly and dear little lass, And the way that she giggles Gives us all the wiggles And makes us all just want to laugh. There once was a fellow named Bill, Who did not believe in free will, When asked to saw wood He’d say, “Yes if I could; But I feel fore-ordained to sit still.” Oh, Sadie’s a sweet little pote, Oh, the jingles and rhymes she has wrote, But the strange thing to me In her anatomee, Is that she doesn’t want to vote. There is a tall Senior named Louie, Who much admires Admiral Dewey, When he stands on the floor You’d declare that a door, Six feet high was too small “Ach Louie.” There’s a girl either Ethel or Jane, As you like it, the reason is plain, If your mad, Ethel L. Is the way, it to spell, If your friends, it is just Ethel Jane. Before Planning for Your Summer Vacation You should investigate The Lake Erie Boys’ Camp, Wah-pe-ton Address C. A. Duff, Ashtabula, Ohio — The Gondolier,” Venice, Cal. Your annual appears to be more a bulletin for the people interested in your school than a pa- per for the students. Why not have stories, poetry, and jokes mixed in? “The Herald,” Springfield, Ohio. A good paper. Your story, “Francesca,” was especially exelent. But would it not be better to place all your advertisements together? “Coburn Clarion,” Waterville, Maine. Your editorial cut was very clever. A good paper, but don’t you think it would be im- proved by a few jokes? “Voice” of South High, Youngstown. We are glad to see you among our old friends again. Your “New Teachers” department is unique. “Aurora,” Nome, Alaska. You far away representative of the United States, you have sent us a paper which stands on the very top row of our list. Your stories, cuts, poems, -all were very good. May we see more of your papers? Central High School Monthly,” Central High, Cleveland, Ohio. You have good poetry. Your idea for the free Football Tickets seems a good way to arouse high school spirit. The Habit,” Salina, Kansas, Your stories are very good. You also have some excellent cuts. A good number. C J C J Mr. Townsend (speaking emphatically)—“Now if you ever hear this lecture I want you to hear it.” 28 We need You Y.M.G.A. Headquarters for Men and Boys JOIN NOW' You need Us QUALITY The new Fall Styles that we .are showing in Clothing and Haberdashery, now express in every detail just what we mean by quality.” You really ought to see them before considering your purchases. That will cost you nothing and very likely gain you much. DAVID SOULES 155 Main Street Satisfaction Guaranteed Goods called for and Delivered Wa!z Dry Cleaning Co. Cleaning, Dyeing Pressing, Repairing Seasonable Millinery and a large line of Hair Goods Phone 190 148 Main St. MRS. C. S. DRAKE 130 Main Street Mary Had a Little Lamb The dirtiest ever seen. She brought it in to us And we dry-cleaned it clean Creamer Cleaning Company 1866 1846 Everything Clean and Up-to-Date at New Sanitary Barber Shop 21 Spring Street H. Keyes, Proprietor Fruits and Vegetables a Specialty Miller’s Market House 141 Main Street Phones 1144 and 1145 Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute SCHOOL of ENGINEERING CIVIL MECHANICAL. ELECTRICAL and CHEMICAL ENGINEERING, and GENERAL SCIENCE Send for a Catalogue. TROY, N.Y. As Always .. Our Stock is complete in all its detail. Every- thing in Wearables for Men and Boys. M. Pickard Clothier and Men's Outfitter 193-195 Main Street qf Pendant Neck Chains Solid Gold Solid Silver Gold Filled The prettiest and Daintiest line in the City to select from. We can please you if quality and moderate prices appeal to you. 168 Main Street Ashtabula Flower C Hoyle (Ehristmas (lifts Why not select your Christmas Gifts now and avoid the vexations and annoyances of hurried buying later on? Our stock in every department is now at its best, and the advantage of making early selections need only be suggested. Amaknt’a dlnurlrg Utanuntha 3lrutrlrg GDptiral l®nrk R. J. Sweet Co. MOVERS Household Goods, Pianos, Safes, Heavy Machinery and Smoke Stack Razing Phone M. 1486. Office 126 Prospect Barb-her DO-DROP-IN And Get a Clean Shave And a Good Hair cut Oscar A. Green Look up 20 Center St. ATTEND Faultless Dry Cleaning and Dyeing For Ladies’ and Gents’ Garments. Delivery and phone Service to any part of the City Green’s Cleaning Co. 2t htabula. Phic. Day and Night Sessions You can enter any day The Little Gem Barber Shop Who rules the Whiskers takes away the Dandruff and keeps the hair from falling out. Also takes away blackheads and gives you a better com- plexion. WILLIAMS George Greubel Watch and Jewelry Repairing Phone M. 1853. 10 Center St. 204 Main St. Clifford’s Hardware Bicycles, Motorcyles, Bicycle Supplies, Tires c Our Repair Department is the Largest and Best equipped be- tween Cleveland and Buffalo. . Our Price� are Lowest Satisfaction Guaranteed SCRIVENS - MORAN MOTOR COMPANY 13 Spring Street Practical Hair Cutters —AT- 5 Center Street F. C. JENKINS, the Barber (lb? Halmtt Sra. Wratfall anil Hratfall OSTEOPATHS Cloak and Suit Shop Consultation and Examina- tion Free Coats, Suits, Dresses, Skirts Patterson Building Waists, Corsets and Mus- Phones: Office 1584 Residence 2133-J, 2218-R lin Underwear We always show Something different When you buy ANCHOR FLOUR For Style and Quality You do not spend your money You invest it iUalmtt All Grocers Sell Anchor Flour Manufactured by House of Lower Prices The Ashtabula Roller Mills R. P. REIDENBACH. Proprietor Buy Your Candies Medium and High Grade AT— Furniture, Rugs COOK’S Rexal Store and Draperies ALWAYS FRESH A. L. Gregory Co. One Of The Sights Of Ashtabula The Carlisle Company’s New Enlarged Garment Section. Showing “Styles That Are DIFFERENT” DOINT M 188 1 T HERRON ! STUDIO Photographers in Portraiture 56 Center Street Rates to Classes The Best Glothes ARE CHEAPEST You’ll Find Variety at THE GLOBE Stetson Hats Manhattan Shirts City Livery Company Carriages for All Occasions Phone M. 1881 204 Main St Chrysanthemums The Autumn Flower Home Grown Stock of Fresh Flowers The Tong Weeks Floral Co. 21 Center Street E. A. BROOKS SON PftllTERS 15 Camp Street-167 Bridge Street Finest Ice Cream and Sherbets at the Sugar Bowl Gray days and sleepless nights never come to the home where WALKER HAS A PIANO. ■St