Astoria High School - Zephyrus Yearbook (Astoria, OR)

Text from Pages 1 - 118 of the 1913 volume:

Take the Weinhard-Astoria bus, Leave accomodations and suit¬ cases to us, For when that is the case, So suits also the place, And the suites that are suited by us. lirttilutrii- Astoria Corner 12th Duane St. First Class Hotel Best accommodations in the City. Merchants Lunch Served on all Week Days. -- Your-- Graduation Dress We have taken particular in¬ terest this year in our choice of Graduation Dresses. Silk foundations with chiffon over Dresses, Nets, Beautiful Lingeries and Marquisettes For These Summer Days A Special Lot of Middy Blouses We Know We Have the Styles and Can Fit You Expert Alterations No Extra Charge Specialty Leaders in Womens Attire an (tJiu uprruttrudrnt Utr. Jnlm (Sntu 3)mrl alir (Class uf 1U13 iUrsprrlfitllu UriUratrs OJlito Hunk THE EPHYRUS Published monthly by the Students of the Astoria High School, Astoria, Oregon. Entered as second class matter, March 15, 1912, at the Postoffice at Astoria, Oregon, under act of March 3rd, 1879. THE ZEPHYRUS STAFF Editor in Chief . Emma Wootton . . _ Tessie Garner Associate Editors .1 etzel Griffin Business Manager . Timon Torkleson Advertising Manager . Wetzel Griffin Literary Editors Ethel Rich Dorothy Epping . . I Dorothy Epping Artists.J I George Kaboth Athletic Editors Martin Xelson Rose O’Farrell School Notes.Alfred Gerding A. H. S. Calendar . Margurite Pinnell Exchange Editor . Emilv Sanders Alumni Editor . Dorothy Dunbar ho s ho and hy .... Dorothy Montgomery De Witt Gilbert Mignon Allen Leo Furnev fokes Annual Contents Dedication . Staff . Scenes of Astoria . Astoria (poem) . Pictures ' of High School . Pictures of Faculty with write-up . Der Dream Des Seniors (poem) . Senior Pictures and Quotations . What the Class of 1913 Was When We Entered A. H. S. Senior History . Senior Will . Senior Prophecy . How to Know Them . Junior Picture . Junior Notes . Sophomore Picture .. Sophomore Notes . Freshman Picture . Freshman Notes . In Memoriam .:. . Literary Department . The Vengeance of Spain . The Sun of the Desert (poem) . Burglars, Bullets, Boilers, etc. The Columbia Bar (poem) . Thou Sha’.t Not Kill . Evening (poem) . A. H. Calendar. School Notes . Society . Wauregan Picture . Wauregan Notes . Forum Picture . Forum Notes . Alfredian Picture . Alfredian Notes . Adelph’an Picture . Adelphian Notes . Debate Picture and Notes . Athletics . Football . Track . Basket ball . Girls ' Athletics . Who ' s Who at the A. H. S. Manual Training . Business Department . ' . Domestic Science . Alumni Notes .. Cubist page . 3 4 6 7 8 9 12 13 26 28 31 34 33 36 37 38 39 40 44 43 30 31 56 .39 .61 .62 .63 .64 .65 .66 .67 .68 .69 .70 .72 .74 .79 .83 .86 .88 .89 .90 .90 .91 .94 Fort Astoria reproduced at City Park orLci. Astoria, my Astoria, O. city by the sea! How often when I sit at evening, My thoughts drift back to thee. With your great and beautiful harbor And its ships that sail in glee. And your lofty peaks and hilltops. That seem so grand to me. Astoria, my Astoria, O, city, great and grand! I never can forget thee, Though I wander through foreign lands, With your great and mighty Cockscomb. Splendid work of the Master ' s hand, With its many trails and by-paths Through which as a child I ran. Astoria, my Astoria, O, home, my home sweet home ! Thou shalt always be a home sweet home to me No matter where I roam. And when life ' s battle is nearly ended, And there is nothing more to atone. May my last few days be spent in peace In Astoria, mv only home. Arthur Fertig. JCZ f N h Hffia xcla c MR. W. M. STONE, L. L. B. Alabama State Normal College. University of Texas, Austin, Texas. Our Principal. MISS DORA BADOLLET. St. Helen’s Hall, Portland Oregon. Life Certificate. Fifteen Years. Mathematics. . J. F. JOHNSTON, B. A. Emory and Henry College, Emory, Ya. Vanderbilt University, Nashville, Tenn. History and Latin. MISS AGNES G. WARD, Ph. B. ()ttawa University, Ottawa. Kansas. English and History. 9 MR. C. A. ROCKWOOD, B. S.—E. M. Denison University, Granville, Ohio. Colorado School of Mines. Science. MISS IDA D. PRITCHETT, B. A. Chicago University—Graduate student of Chicago University. Latin and German. MISS MABLE MAGINNIS. Hedding College. Abingdon, III. University of Ill., Urbana, Ill. Commercial Course. MISS KARL PRITCHETT, B. A. Women’s College, Oxford, Miss. University of Chicago. English. — 10 — MISS BIRDIE WISE, B. A. University of Oregon, Eugene, Oregon. Mathematics and English. MISS ETHEL SUMMERS. Bradley Polytechnic Institute. Domestic Science. MISS EMILY L. LAMBERTY Iowa State Teachers’ College, Cedar Falls, la. School of Applied and Normal Art. Chicago, Illinois. Art and Penmanship. MR. M. A. CAREY. Potsdam State Normal, Syracuse University, St. Lawrence University. Manual Training. 11 SD er £ ream 3 ) es S, eruors Einmal there war ein Senior, Der ett ein piece of cake. Sein Maedchen made in cooking, Dann hat er ein sehr ache. 2 Er went to bett und dreamed er Er wandert down die Strasse, Und dann er met Herr Rockwood Er sagt, “Why nicht in classe?” Mit sehr und woeful trembling Er beat it down der stair. Ach ! er reached the landing Und met Fraulein Pritchett there. 4 “Your conduct ist unseemly. To run becomes ein Kind, If Sie go nicht more gently. You ' ll soon be out of wind.” 5 Er ducked und ran der schneller Zu nehmen seinen cap. I nd dann met er Herr Johnston A er sagt, “Wo ist dein map?” 6 Again er ran der stairs out, Sah er Fraulein K. Pritchett near, Er hat nicht seine theme in Und sein knees shook mit fear. 7 “Ach Himmel!” sagte der Senior 1 his surely ist nein place. For ein poor lazy Senior To show sein haggard face. Wetzel Griffin. — 12 — Carl Sanders—An athlete of great re¬ nown. “Blushing is the color of virtue. O 0 0 0 0 Rose Anderson— The hand that made you fair hath made you good.” 0 0 0 0 0 Timon Torkelson— Nature might stand up and say to all the world: ‘This is a man’. 0 0 0 0 0 Hilda Peterson— Hager to study, never weary while repaid by the approving smile of her kind master. — 13 — Jalmar Wilson—“His heart was open as the (lay; his feelings all were true.” t O b- b Anna Thompson— Full well behaved and amiable she well can laugh and play sweet melodies.” b b b b b Albert Englebretsen—“Who mixed reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth.” b O b b b Martha Larson— If I do vow a friendship, I ' ll perform it to the last article.” 14 — Earl Keck—“The .funniest .thing about him is the way he likes to grow.” o 0 0 o O Margarete Neilson— A worker, al¬ ways tending to her own affairs and doing her level best.” 0 0 0 0 0 Albert Gragg—11 is sole aim in life is—chocolate creams. 0 000 0 Tekla Weik— The best things come in the smallest parcels. 15 — Dorothy Epping—“She can dance, jig, and sing. She can do most any¬ thing..” P OOP P Quong Sing—“Height was never the true standard of man.” P P P P P Dea Imel—A smiling look she had, a figure slight with cheerful air and steps both quick and light.” P P P P P Walter Matson—“I even think that, sentimentally, I am disposed to harmony.” 16 — I Nanna Tassala — Quiet? yes; and boys quite turned aside. O 0 0 0 0 Alex Sarpola —“Young and strong, who cherished noble longings for the strife. 0 0 0 0 0 Emily Sanders —She would be an¬ other Florence Nightingale. 0 0 0 0 0 Alfred Anderson —A rare compound of importance, frolic and fun. who relishes a bum joke and re¬ joices in a pun. 17 — Emma Jackson—“For she was jes’ the quiet kind, whose natures never vary.” $ v O O Albert Nikka— He lived at peace with all mankind.” H Elsie Youngstead— A maid on ' whose cheek, on whose brow, shone beauty and pleasure.” $ 0 - O Tong Sing—“ l here is never some¬ thing doing, But you always find him there.” 18 — Carolyn Waterhouse—‘‘Full of fun and full of glee. Happy as a lark can be. O 0 0 0 0 Lief Halsan—Fond of fun and fool¬ ishness. 0 0 0 0 0 Vivian Suti— The joy of youth and health her eyes displayed. 0 0 0 0 0 % James Moberg— A man ' s size doesn ' t cause him to be lost sight of al¬ together. 19 — Weina Granberg—‘‘From cares and from cash she is equally free, and merry both night and day.” 0 0 0 0 0 Hugh Pendergast— My only books were woman’s looks, and folly’s all they’ve taught me.” O 00a 0 Emma Wooton—“ l he best part of beauty is that, that no picture can express.” Agnes Voss—“Dark eyes are dearer far than those that mock, the hyancinth bell.” a a o a « Floyd Reith—“A youth, light-hearted and content. O O O 0 O Marguerite Pinnell— Happy am I ; from care I’m free: Why aren’t they all contented like me?” Freshman Year. A sight to behold! Into the High School on the 20th of September, 1909, marched over seventy fresmen. Frightened? Yes. But under the watchful care of the alumni and of the sympathizing juniors we succeeded in getting started and well established in our work. A class organization was perfected and the following officers chosen : President, Henry Jeldness; Vice President, Wallace Eakin ; Secretry, Minnie Xoe; Treasurer, Tong Sing; Sergeant-at-Arms, Carl Sanders; Editor, Emma Wootton. The colors chosen for the class were green and white. Second Term: President, Hugh Pendergast; Vice President, Emily Sanders; Secre¬ tary, Emma Wootton : Treasurer, Seth Hall; Sergeant-at-Arms, Sitton Lin- ville; Editor, Constance Fulton; Artist, Stella Fisher. During the second term two large green and white pennants were made, one for Mr. Blake ' s room and one for Mr. Williams ' . The one in Mr. Blake ' s room suddenly disappeared, to the freshmens ' regret, but the other was zealously guarded, being put up every morning and taken down in the evening, but dispite our efforts, through some mishap it too disappeared. On May 28th came the crowning event of the year, the Freshman picnic. Although it rained, the Freshmen with spirits never dampened, set out with lunches to enjoy the day. Some one suggested that they go to Flavel Hall. So there we went and had an enjoyable time. Sophmore Year. First term officers: President, Emma Wootton; N ice President, George McConnon; Secretary, Dorothy Epping; Treasurer, Carl Sanders; Sergeant-at-Arms Walter Gildner; Artist, Rudolph Kinkella; Editor, Emma Wootton. Second term officers: President, Carl Drilling; Vice President, James Moberg; Secretary, Elva Staples; Treasurer, Earl Keck: Sergeant-at- Arms. George McConnon; Editor, Dorothy Montgomery; Artist, Constance Fulton; Manager of Girls’ Basket Ball, Elva Staples; Manager of Boys’ Basket Ball, Earnest Glazer. ' It was on Friday, February 10th, we bade farewell to the old High School building, and on the Monday morning following took up our abode in the splendid new one, resuming our studies without a hitch in the regular program. During this term the Adelphian society was organized, the Soph- mores constituting its charter members. At that time we were at a dis¬ advantage to the other socieies which were composed of all the classes, but by earnest efforts we soon reached their plane and have since maintained that position. The last event of the term was the annual picnic. Starting early one bright morning, we went by boat to the Youngs River Falls, where we spent our time fishing, exploring, and playing games. Then our spread! Was it not most delicious? And the coffee—ex¬ cellent—thanks to Mr. Johnston. Great excitement prevailed for a few moments on our homeward trip when a sudden splash w r as heard and we saw two of our worthy members battling with the current. By their in¬ dividual efforts, however, they reached land safely, and with no further catastrophe the day ended. Junior Year. As jolly Juniors, we entered the High School for our third year, on September 18th, 1911. The officers chosen were as follows: President, Lloyd Hammarstrom; Vice President, James Moberg; Secretary, Rose Anderson: Treasurer, Carl Drilling; Sergeant-at-Arms, Lief Halsen; Editor, Bernice McGregor; Artist, Anna Thompson; Historian. Emma Wootton Second term: President, Carl Sanders; Vice President. Timon lorkelson; Secretary, Mary Ward; Treasurer, Dea Imel; Editor, Emma V ootton; Artist. Dorothy Epping; Sergeant-at-Arms, Charles Ekstrom. An interesting event of the early autumn was the pennant sale. This meant work for the girls and how the girls did work ! Then the sale! The pennants sold like hot cakes and brought in the required funds. In the athletic sports we were ably represented both in football and basket ball. 1 he Junior girls also made a creditable showing in basket ball. On May 18th there took place the greatest event of the season, “The County hair. 1 he parade of Juniors wended its way majestically through the streets of Astoria. I he float “Saddle Mountain” led the way. automo¬ biles filled with pretty g irls carrying innumerable banners, representing the different mei chants of Astoria, clowns and a wild man, were anion? its . - o novel features, and each in turn were greeted by the admiring crowds that lined the way. But the Fair! The splendidly staged vaudeville claimed the most people and most money. Then there was the Japanese Tea Garden, which was entrancing in its beautiful decorations, besides lesser attractions. Ninety-five dollars were cleared from this fair, the largest sum which has been cleared from any benefit by a class, since the founding of the High School in 1883. Die Junior Picnic invitations were extended to the Seniors. We started from the dock on the two Pilots, and after cruising awhile on the river landed at Flavel and walked a mile to the beach. A large bon-fire was built around which we gathered to partake of the delicious “eats.” I hen with the moon shining clearly we walked back to the boats and cruised back home, each voting ' the trip a grand success Then the Junior Prom. This was most elaborate, and a splendid success. Tire hall was beautifully decorated with greens. A large crowd of the High School students and alumni attended. Punch was served from a pretty decorated bower. In every way the Prom, was the most enjoyable function in the annals of the High School. Senior Year. On September 16th, 1912, we entered the school for ottr last year as proud and d.gmfted Seniors. We had at last arrived at the top of ' the ladder. The officers elected for this year were- President, Carl Sanders; Vice President, Dorothy Epping; Secretary, — 24 — Mary Ward; Treasurer, Dea Imel; Sergeant-at-Arms, Lief Halsen ; Editor, Hilda Peterson ; Artist,, Margaret Pinnell. Second term: President, Carl Sanders; Vice President, George Riefle; Secretary. Rose Anderson; Sergeant-a-Arms, Timon Torkleson; Editor, Dea Imel. One of the “sweetest” and most profitable affairs of the year was held at the candy booth at the Juvenile Fair, and so great was the demand for home made candy, that all our sweets were gone in half an hour. In this term the following members brought honors to the class on the football team: Timon Toikleson, Arthur Fertig, Louis Malagamba and Carl Sanders. To the High School basket ball team we furnished excellent men. The class, wishing to leave a memento to the High School, donated frames for the pictures of “Cicero ' s Oration Against Cataline, “The Dance of the Nymphs,” and a “Portrait of Lincoln., ' The class also has decided to purchase pins as reminders in later years of life of their High School days. Now after four years, filled with many happy memories and tasks accomplished, we are about to sever the ties that bind us and enter upon a new and broader field of labor. As we go forth let us ever remember with affection and gratitude the days spent in the A. Id. S. 25 m (l of t ie Senior ( 3 ass (Carl Sanders.) Whereas, heretofore, it has been the custom of the Senior Class of the Astoria High School to leave a will, and, Whereas, we are members of the largest Senior Class known in the history of the Astoria High School, and, AYhereas, in as much as. our Class has won great honors, and ac¬ cumulated vast knowledge by their efforts, and, YV hereas, we do not wish to be hampered with these two great burdens in our travels on this world, and, A hereas, we have lost all privileges pertaining to Seniors, and, A hereas, we believe that our attainments will be as valuable to those to whom they are bequeathed as the unrevealed riches of the earth. Therefore, we, the members of th Class of 1913, during our few re¬ maining weeks in the Astoria High School, of which we are a ' major part, do hereby publish our last will and testament. I. We, the class as a whole, do solemnly bequeath our great honors, our vast knowledge, our lost privileges, and our room to the Juniors, the Class of 1914. II. Also, to the esteemed Class of 1914 we desire to will our japanese lanterns, which held a place of prominence in our unsurpassed “Prom” of 1912. III. lo the Astoria High School we bequeath our artistic hardwood picture frames. 1 . lo the faculty we leave our kindest wishes, and our hopes for the finishing of the auditorium. Also, each member of the class desires to bequeath in the following manner : 1. Lief Halsen wills his knowledge (?) of German to Maude Larson. 2. Y eina Granberg leaves her hair-dressing establishment to Olga Nervig. Dorothy Epping bequeathes her position on the Zephvrus Staff to the person who is lucky “enuf” to get it. , 4. Dea Imel leaves her “art of bluffing” to Donald Roberts. 3 ‘ - Tack Smith desires to leave His “stately mien” to George Rosendale. L Emily Sanders bequeathes her supply of H zO z to Elizabeth Moore. . Hugh Pendergast wills his “crop of alfalfa” to William Ipark. 8. Hilda Peterson wills her modesty to Ethel Rich. P Albert Xikka leaves his gentle voice to Sherman Mitchell. 10. Martha Larson bequeathes her Virgil Translations to Dorothy Montgomery. Nelson 11 lim ° U r ° rkelson ]eaves his “honor bestowed upon me” to Martin 12. Albert Engelbretson leaves his “bachelor habits” to George Kaboth. 13. Rose Anderson wills her coquettish ways to Anna Heikkila. 14. Marguerite Nielson bequeathes her “high marks in Chemistry” to Theron Skyles. 15. Marguerite Pinnell leaves her interest in her Junior affinity to Connie. 16. Carolyn Waterhouse leaves her last lottery ticket to Elva Staples. 17. Tekla Weik wills her “Thermos bottle to the most artful lunch- grafter in school. 18. Albert Gragg bequeathes his “ear to ear grin” to Charles Ekstrom. 19. Floyd Reith bequeathes his “foolish questions” to any nervy mem¬ ber of the next History VII. Class. 20. Alex Sarpola leaves his “rushing ways” to Wetzel Griffin. 21. Alfred Anderson wills his “bum jokes” to Ivor Ros s. 22. James Moberg bequeathes his “knack of getting into trouble” to William Strong Kinney. 23. Quong Sing leaves his “supply of Beech-nut” to Nellie Larson. 24. Tong Sing bequeathes his “classy style to George Backlund. 25. Agnes Voss bequeathes her “art of making a Psyche” to Marie Hay. 26. Nanna Tassala leaves her “Turkey Trot to Mignon Allen. 27. Elsie Youngstead wills her “athletic enthusiasm to Ruth Spande. 28. Jalmar Wilson leaves his “freckles” to Blanche Lorntsen. 29. Vivian Suti bequeathes her “hot temper to Georgiana Garner. 30. Anna Thompson wills he “goose-eggs” in History VII to Hazel Olsen. 31. Walter Matson wills his “borrowing-tendencies” to Albert Anderson. 32. Emma Wootton bequeathes her “suffragette-tendencies to Carrie Glazer. 33. Carl Sanders bequeathes his “tattered and torn football suit” to Henry Weik, hoping that they will not fit him too soon. 34. Emma Jackson wills her “profusion of blushes to Louise Morgan. 35. Earl Keck leaves his interest in Keiski’s lunch to Sam Vannice. In testimony, whereof, being sound of mind, we, the Class of 1913, do this 20th day of June, in the year one thousand nine hundred and thirteen, affix our signatures to this, our last will and testament, and take oath as to its being correct as published in this, the Annual, issue of the Zephyrus. (Signed) Class of 1913. (2 ass ron ieccj (Carolyn Waterhouse.) It is 1938 and I have returned to Astoria after many years absence. Upon my arrival I immediately took a car to seventeenth and Jerome streets to visit the old High School. Alighting I stood amazed, almost fearing to take the first step towards what was before me. Instead of the school that I had attended there was an immense building which would have completely overshadowed the former one. Luckily, for I was in danger of being lost, the first person I met was Miss Badollet, the same cheery person as of old. I inquired for news of the Class of 1913. but she smilingly told me that she had a Geometry class reciting just then, and suggested that I visit the other rooms of the building first, and if I still wished information she would gladly give it to me, though she could hardly keep pace with the “thirteeners.” There was something in that smile that aroused my curiosity, some¬ thing which foretold that I would meet some of my old school-mates. 1 was right for upon opening a door marked “Principal’s Office, Walk In”, I was met by a tall, ' broad-shouldered fellow, who although somewhat aged, could easily be distinguished by the reddish tint of his hair. It was no other than Jack Smith, office boy to Mr. Stone. From him I learned that Albert Gragg, years ago, had moved his lively stable from Seaside and had become wealthy by monopolizing the hauling of fuel to the High School. Albert Englebretsen, now America’s greatest scientist had been sent by the New York Society for the Prevention of the High Cost of Living, to keep the world’s axis well oiled, when the earth stopped revolving in 1923. I learned that Tong Sing was running for the office of the President of China on the Progressive ticket, while Ouong owned the Imperial “Noodle Joint” of Pekin. 1 aking the elevator to the second floor I was amazed to be ushered in by none other than Timon Torkleson as the elevator operator. I was rather surprised that he should take to such work. But as he said “this is the most elevating work in the world, except flying an airship.” Alex Sarpola was engaged in reclaiming the mud flats around Astoria, not that he ever owned them, but then “presumption is nine points of the law,” James Moberg, whose greatest ambition was to measure six feet had succeeded in some unaccountable way. and was revealed as a giant in the annual presentation of the Junior Country Fair. L pon visiting the science rooms, I was surprised to find Lief Halsen in. tructoi m Chemistn. Imagine my disappointment in not hearing him conduct a recitation as the members of his class were devoting their time to getting their notebooks up to date. Mr. Stone, deeply engrossed in the routine oi Ins cannery” in the office, was too busy to teach. Fillim- the important office of Lief’s assistant, was none other than Emily Sanders. — 28 — She had just discovered, after experimenting long and laborously, that water could be converted into milk by the proper chemical treatment. Rose Anderson had developed a liking for science and was now instructor in Physics; a subject to which she had devoted at least one hour a week when she attended High School. I also found on the second floor Jalmar Wilson, who had succeeded Mr. Johnston in the History department. As 1 entered his room my first impression was that of a penmanship class, but 1 learned from him, that it was the History class’ busy day w r ith English notebooks and themes. I returned downstairs to learn that an arrival from England, a suf¬ fragette, was to speak to the students. I hurried to the lecture hall to hear no other than Emma Wootton, who had, as a member of the 1913 class, won undying fame as editor-in-chief of the Zephyrus. Later upon seeking Miss Badollet, I was told that Dorothy Epping had been adopted by Mine. Bernhardt, long ago deserting the school room for the stage. She told me that Carl Sanders supplied the domestic science depart¬ ment with onions from his farm on the Lewis and Clark, while Floyd Reith, who was Mayor of Rosedale. furnished the dairy supplies. Albert Nikka had entered the Medical College in Portland and was now doing great good for suffering humanity. Nanna Tassala and Elsie Youngstead were on the vaudeville stage presenting their skit: “THE AVOIRDUPOISE SISTERS” In their song and dance act. Martha Larson had won world wide renown by her oratorical abili¬ ties. and was dealing out justice to wrong doers from the Supreme Bench, assisted by Alfred Anderson and Earl Keck. Attorneys at Law. Dea Imel is acting as a model, (no, not a model child, she never was or could be), in one of the largest modeste shops in Gav Paris. Her special line is the Turko Austria Bulgarian Spaghetti gown, fashioned, ac¬ cording to her own idea, after a straw of macaroni. Those who remember Dea in her school days will see she is fitted for her vocation. Leaving the High School, I took a trip around the city. Many new business houses had been erected among them a School Supply Store” bear¬ ing the sign Matson at the head of which was Walter Matson, who guaran¬ teed to have all classics in on time. On my way through the business section of town I was attracted by a sign Suti and Jackson, Dental Parlors, entering 1 found two of my old school-mates, Vivian Suti and Emma Jackson, busy with the forceps. 1 quickly took my departure, less I should be the next victim. I learned, however, from them that a girls ' seminary had been es¬ tablished with Hilda Peterson as president, whose executive ability was so great that the seminary had become the most popular school in the west. The head of the Art Department was well supervised by Anna Thompson whose talent for the brush had been so well established at the Astoria High. Hugh Pendergast was in the English Parliament and had succeeded in gaining the home rule for Ireland. Agnes Voss had given up her intention of teaching and now had the office of Undertaker in the Dead Letter Department of the Postoffice. There was a least one place in Astoria which 1 take pride in mention- ing; Weina Granberg’s apartments—her beauty parlors. Traveling up the street to the fashionable part of the city I espied a sign reading ‘‘Artistic Dressmaking, Weik and Nielson.” so I stepped in and found these ladies, Tekla and Margurite, busily engaged in making a wedding gown. Imagine my joy when Margurite said, ‘‘I think Marguerite Pinnell the luckiest girl! Just think of her marrying a basket Gall hero! 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They consisted of a boys’ chorus and a song by six dainty Japanese maidens. They were both exceedingly successful and took exceptional.y well. The Juniors realized fifty-two dollars and twenty cents from this. The Junior picnic has been planned and all are looking forward to it. The class expect to go to Flavel about two o ' clock and return about ten in the evening. The Junior Reception is also under way and is to be held Tuesday evening, June 17th, at the Socialist Hall. This will be the event of the year and we intend to make it the best that has ever been given. ? — 33 — Sophomore Class Notes (By Jessie Garner) The Sophomore class of September—June 1912—1913, although small in number, has been great in deeds. The first meeting for September— February was held on the tenth of October for the purpose of electing officers for the ensuing semester. The result of the election was as follows: President, Ivor Ross; Vice President, William Sigurdson; Secretary, Claudia Malarkey ; Treasurer, Nancy Welch; Editor, Helen Dahlgren ; Ser- geant-at-Arms, Adrian Ford. During this term a great deal of interest was shown in the intersociety debates in which the Sophomore class was exceedingly well represented. Of the three who comprised the Adelphian team and of the three of the Forum, two were Sophomores and of the Wauregan, one. Three of the four who took part in the inter-scholastic debate were members of the class. The first meeting of the Sophomore class for the February—Septem¬ ber term was held on the 14th of February. This meeting was called for the purpose of electing officers. The following was the result: President, William Sigurdson, who has most faithfully filled the of¬ fice; Vice President, Rose O’Farrell; Secretary and Treasurer, Louise Mor¬ gan; Sergeant-at-Arms, Frank Roller; Editor, Jessie Garner. Fhe Sophomore girls have played two basket ball games this season. The first, played with the Freshmen on the 18th of February, ended with a score of nine to one in favor of the Sophomores. The second, played with the Juniors on the 25th of February, resulted in a score of 11 to 7 in favor of the Juniors, although the Sophomores did exce ' lent guarding. Freshmen Class Notes (By Alma Peterson) The Freshman class proved to be a very large one this year. The Freshmen who entered each semester came with great expectations of the new work and entered upon their studies with a vim that will characterize them. The results of the election of the officers for the first term were: President, James Overton; Vice President. Helen Hay; Secretary, Freda Ball; Treasurer, Raleigh Stine; Sergeant-at-Arms, Henry Weik; Editor, George Anderson. The following were elected to fill the offices for the second semester: President, Charles Moad; Vice President, Brvan Ross; Secretary, Grace Hammarstrom; Treasurer, Lydia Kaboth; Sergeant-at-Arms, Walter Anderson; Editor, Alma Peterson. There are a number of members of this class who have turned out for track practice. Among these are Walter Anderson, Charles Moad, Max Riley, Joseph Dyer, Bryan Ross, Joseph Anderson, Clyde Lee and Alex Bremmer. These boys have worked vigorously and will no doubt prove to be strong factors in all athletic sports. Both the girls’ and the boys’ basket ball teams deserve credit for their faithful work this semester. The Freshmen class held a party January 27, 1913, at the A. O. U. W. Hall. The evening was spent in playing various games. At a late hour luncheon was served after which all departed for their homes. — 37 — din iHmnriam One of the sadc lest inci- dents of the Hig] h School year occurred on the eve- ning of September 27, 1912, when Alary Service, aged 18, was accidently dfo wned while crossing a scow at her home at John Day. She was a member of the Junior Class, and of the Alfredian Society, of the Astoria High School. Her good nature and happy disposition had won for her many friends among her schoolmates and her death came as a great shock to them. “Until the day break and the shadows flee away.” m £ The Vengence of Spain isgsusi LA By DeWitt Gilbert. A n “It may interest you, Senorita, to know that I have decided to make you my wife,” the Commandante of Manila spoke with an air of finality. “But. Senor, I —” Taking no heed of the girl the Commandante continued, “The date of the nuptials is of small consequence to me so long as it falls within the month. I shall want you, however, to be in the city in time for the Grand Review.” “Senor. it is impossible—”. Do not interrupt me so. Extraordinary as my decision may seem it is nevertheless true. The Lieutenant said you were an attractive girl but I find you are fair enough to be the first lady of the Philippines.” “Oh, Senor, it cannot be. Jose Capistrano and I are to be married a week hence,” the simple Spanish girl spoke with a horrified tone. Sacre, that fool 1 e will get him aside quick enough though; he shall be convicted of treason. 1 he officer gave his tiny mustachio a nervous twist and broke out in a mirthless laugh. I he dark girl opposite him shrank back in horror, her great brown eyes dilated with fright, the color left her cheeks and her face grew palid in com- paiison with her black hair. But, Senor, she gasped, “He is to be my hus¬ band, I love him, we are to be married and live on his plantation in Mindanao. He is here now waiting for the wedding day.” Rot, you little fool. A man knows best. Oh, you little beauty,” and he strode forward and clasped her in his arms, “you’re mine and I’ll burn the world to get you.” Help, help. Jose, come! Help, Oh, Santa Maria.” She struggled bi avely but the man, laughing cruelly, kissed her again and again Steps sounded in the corridor, the door burst open and in leaped a youth Spanish though of extraordinary size for that race. He crossed the room at a bound and, seizing the Commandante by the shoulder, hurled him against the wall He would have followed up the attack but for the hand of the girl which was laid upon his arm, Oh, Jose, he wanted to marry me. Don’t kill him he did not hurt me, only—,” and she fell to sobbing in her lover’s arms The humbled officer had risen and stood in the door, a picture of sullen a,.d malignant hatred. “You will pay , said lie, “Caramba, you shall taste of the V engeance of Spain . The , in made , a , threa y ning move a cl ‘he Commandante hastily retired lie tall Spaniard kissed the girl he held in his arms, murmuring “Rosa fmnm “Th v” 8 A had « ained a ™tory a shudder shook his big ame, The engeance of Spam,” who in all the Philippines, had not heard of “ Mbe ' S:rS ngeanCe SPai - Several days passed quietly on the pleasant little country estate but — 40 — Jose knew well enough that they soon would end and so, when, o ne after¬ noon, a number of Spanish soldiers rode up the drive he was well prepared for the announcement that he was “arrested in the name of the Kingdom of Spain on the charge of treason toward that kingdom and His Majesty, King Alphonso XII., by the grace of God. ' ’ II. The Tribunal of Manila was in session. The great courtroom of the palace was filled with spectators and soldiers. Seated high on a chair that was almost a throne, the youthful Commandante in his most gorgeous uni¬ form, was levying “justice . Judge and jury together, he held absolute sway over a territory that was nearly as large as Spain itself. Power that any monarch might be proud of. His face w r ore an expression of deep wisdom and mature judgment. The small mustache was waxed and twisted till it stood out with a feline bristle. He was groomed to perfection, on his breast were many medals and at his side hung a jeweled sword. All day long he had been hearing men accused of some crime, hearing a few witnesses swear for or against them and then giving his decision and the sentence, all day long he had been condemning men to death or to imprisonment with as nonchalant an air as though he were at a tea table or making love to a maiden. Once or twice the dread sentence “The Vengeance of Spain - ’ had been heard. A murmur always swept through the audience when those words were spoken for even to those people, accustomed as they were to human suffering, that sentence conveyed a feeling of horror. A prisoner was being led away and the audience was gossiping in whispers about the case and wondering which the next one would be. A flourish of trumpets and all were still. A clerk arose and announced. “The case of Jose Capistrano, charged with treason against the Kingdom of Spain and His Majesty King Alphonso XII., by the grace of God. A man arose and said, “Jose Capistrano, were you not given on the 18th of last month important papers to be delivered to Pedro Arnaldo, commandet of His Majesty’s forces in Northern Luzon?” “I was.’’ “Did you deliver them? “I did.” “Pedro Arnaldo, did this man deliver the papers in question to you?” “No.” “You lie,” Jose leaped across the prisoner ' s stand in an effort to reach the witness who drew back in terror. “Order,” thundered the clerk. Unperturbed, the lawyer continued, “Luis Tampico, tell the court what you have seen.” A little man rose and, addressing the Commandante said, “I was in the employ of that lady,” pointing to where Rosa sat. “On the 18th of last month Jose Capistrano came to her estate and about nine in the evening or¬ dered his horse and rode off eastward. I followed him on foot and saw him meet a man a mile and a half this side of the mission of Santa Anna. They spoke for some time and then I saw Capistrano give the man a paper and re¬ ceive some money in return. Capistrano immediately returned toward the estate and found me where I had been watching. He beat me and ordered me out of the service of Senorita Rosa. Rosa leaped to her feet, “Perjurer,” she cried, “Jose never came near my house that night and I discharged you because you were drunk. Oh, — 41 — Senor Commandante, have mercy on an innocent man. Believe not these perjurers and liars. He is innocent, by the saints he is innocent.” Ignoring her the Commandante said, I he case seems to be perfectly clear. This woman is the prisoner’s betrothed, I believe. You are an oiphan too, are you not? I thought so. It will be hard for one to live alone. You shall be my bride. My judgment is, ‘The Vengeance of Spain ' . “That shall never be. Oh, you fiend, I would die first. You can’t make me marry you and you never will. Oh, Santa Maria, protect your worshiper. Oh, God save us from this monster. But, senor,” she said, changing her tone, “grant me one wish. ’ “It shall be done, provided that it is not the freedom of this man. “Grant that I shall share the same fate, at the same time, as this man.” “Caramba. that is love true enough for any man. Very well, my proud la ly, it shall be so, I should hate to try to tame such a spirit as yours. You ' ll rue that request though. I’ll warrant. Have you never heard of ‘The Ven¬ geance of Spain ' ”? III. Early one morning about a week later the two lovers were led from their separate cells to that crudest of all dungeons, “The Vengeance of Spain.” It lay far down near the foundations of the castle, beneath the level of high tide, in fact. Twice a day the waters of Manila Bay surged in and filled the dungeon. Six hours to fill it and six to empty it. It was foul with slime. On the floor was a coating ot ooze, inches thick, scattered in this were numerous crucifixes and rosaries dropped by devout hands in their last struggle for life. When Rosa and Jose were ushered into this loathsome cell no water was to be seen but through the wide cracks near the base of one wall the little waves could be heard lapping on the gray stones. The captives were led in and seated on a small stone bench. Rosa’s shackles were struck off but Jose was left bound hand and foot. He was too big a man to take chances with. The guards silently withdrew, locking the great door with many bolts that creaked and scraped in their rustiness. Alone for the last time the two captives showed a marked difference in attitude. Jose sat with bowed head, a broken man, a man resigned to his fate, with no bitterness against the piti¬ ful colonial system of Spain that made such injustice possible; bitter only against the man whose greed and power had placed them in that foul cell, bitter against himself for letting Rosa share his fate, but, he told her, “It was either a living death with that monster, the Commandante, or a lineerinp ' death with me. Rosa was quiet, fingering her crucifix continually and calling on the blessed Santa Maria to guard their souls. Suddenly she clasped Tose about the neck. “Look, Jose, look,’’ she cried pointing to the further wall, the one with the fatal cracks. 1 he weary man lifted his eves and saw a little stream of yellow water running in and forming a little puddle on the floor. The tide was rising!! Oh, Jose, it is more terrible than I thought. To die in a room¬ ful of that muddy water. Ugh, it is hideous.” Jose did not speak, he could not. He awkwardly took her in his manacled arms. They did not converse. It was no use. They both under¬ stood, they knew how they should die, when they should die and why they were dying. 1 he water slowly overspread the ooze, just as it had done twice a day for at least a hundred years, they watched it just as hundreds of other people had watched their doom creep in through those black cracks. With a sigh Rosa closed her eyes, held in her lovers arms she seemed to find a sort — 42 — of peace even in the jaws of death. Jose sat gazing with a fixed and glassy stare at the muddy pool that was rapidly widening until it nearly overspread the floor. It reached their feet. As it soaked into the little shoes of the girl she uttered a cry of terror but when she had opened her eyes she became composed again. An hour passed and still those wide cracks poured their yellow flood into the room. Another hour and the bench on which they were sitting was covered with water. Far above them in the castle the Commandante was also wet. In his porcelain bath-tub he was enjoying his morning plunge. As he splashed the purfumed water he suddenly asked his aide ' , This is Thursday, is it not. Lieutenant ?” How high is the tide now?” It has been flooding two hours, Senor.” Ha, then the fair Senorita Rosa is beginning to be sorry that she scorned me and the palace for Capistrano and ‘The Vengeance.’ She is too late now, however for I go this afternoon with an offer of marriage to Yirginie, daughter of the French consul.” In the cell lose still stared at the deepening flood while Rosa clung to his shoulder. She was weeping mow. Soon they were forced to stand upon the bench. The waters still rose. Oh, crudest death ! Oh, death six hours long! Oh. resistless water! rising, ever rising, can naught stop you till you have accomplished the cruel purpose; the vengeance of Spain? The brave Jose stood tiptoe on the bench holding Rosa above the encroaching tide. The yellow death was at his neck, his chin, his lips. At last it rolled over his nostrils. He leaped up and tried to swim but could not. hampered as he was with Rosa and his shackles. Twice they sank but rose again, floundering for the last time, “Santa Maria, Jesu, merci,” and the waters rolled over them. The tide soon sank, retreating again through the cracks from which it had come with its message of death. In the slimy ooze lay two huddled forms clasped in each other ' s arms. They were all that was left of two true lovers who had incurred the displeasure of one of the favorites of Castile. Truly, “The Vengeance of Spain was terrible. — 43 Winner of t ie Sifrer 6 up s. ll l O f the hl esert (By DeWitt Gjlbert.) On the desert the sun comes swift and hot, Out of the world of shade; It rises high, its rays come down And shrivel leaf and blade; Over a burning waste of sand Where the scrawny sage brush grows, Over the thirsty, sun-baked rocks, Where water never flows, They pierce the hut, the tent, the earth, They blast like a deadly blight. And Nature pants in the stifling heat. And longs for the cool of night. Over the scorching, shimmering sands, Only the lizzards run. Men, and the rest of Nature’s breed. Fly from the awful sun. But when the sun sinks toward the west And there’s purple in the east Then the snake and the lean coyote, Come out for their daily feast. And when the sun has gone to rest And cool shine the stars above. I hen it is that the wild things cry. And all nature ' s on the move. s. juirqlars, oilers ,. il ets, etc. By Dorothy Epping. (THE SECOND CHOICE OF THE JUDGES.) Aunt Marcella says the whole thing is ridiculous, perfectly preposter¬ ous, but then Aunt Marcella isn ' t interested in the Militant Suffragettes any more. Her latest fad is the Burlington Feline Hospital, which does not concern my story at all. At the time when everything happened she was very willing to be ri¬ diculous, and was much elated, and her greed for notoriety fully satiated, when her name made a glaring head-liner in the Binks capture and trial. You remember last year, the papers were full of Binks, gentleman mur¬ derer, and burglar? He was an ingenius thief and his infalliable schemes al¬ ways went into effect. He and his partner had conceived the idea of gaining access to the homes of the best families, learning the plan of the house, (Binks had been an architect before he entered on his career of crime) then entering, on some dark night, cutting the gas pipes in the basement, and when the family was either insensible or suffocated by gas fumes, of entering in a diving suit, and collecting all the articles of value with which his nimble fingers came in contact. It was always Binks who entered the house, after donning the suit, leaving his confederate, (by the way it was the confederate that Aunt Marcella caught), outside to pump in his breathing supply. It was rather ingenious and brave, don ' t you think so? And really Aunt Marcella didn’t have as much to do with it as she thinks. You see she didn ' t even know where the real Bink was. The one who showed all the courage and fineness was no Militant Suffragette or—oh, but then I am wan¬ dering from the subject. 1 will tell you all about him later. On May ninth I received a note from Aunt Marcella, asking me to go out to Burlington and open “The Oaks for the summer. She said she knew it was unusual to open country houses so early in the season, but she had a plan, and it was absolutely necessary for me to go out the next day, and see that everything was all right. Cummins would go out earlier in the day and have everything opened and arranged, but it was absolutely necessary, (again), that someone should oversee things. She was so busy she could not possibly do so. All the linen, china, silverware, etc., had been taken out, but none of the servants could be spared from town, except Cummins, and she was enough anyway and would 1 please, please go out about eight or nine o ' clock and wear an evening gown. 1 woudn’t have to do a thing but superintend. Now I was always ready to oblige Aunt Marcella. I had lived with her a great deal, off and on, and knew her erratic ways. It was just like her to ask such a preposterous thing, and rot even tell me what she wanted, or the reason for her next move. Accordingly, I dressed in my new cerise charmeuse, with the oriental trimmings, (It was a dear, my first really, truly evening gown, and J just loved it), donned my great coat, and I don ' t know why I did, but I slipped my little pearl-handled revolver into my pocket. I am not naturally nervous or easily frightened, and it seemed so siliv. I was about to take it out again, — 45 — when something made me leave it there. I told James to bring the machine and drive me to Burlington, which was ten miles out. On reaching The Oaks” I sent him home, saying that 1 would return with my aunt, later. Only the back part of the house was lit up, so I went in the big door, that opens on the terrace from the dining room, there to find confusion enough to drive letters, pistols, and everything but Aunt Marcella’s absolute absurdity out of my head. Poor Cummins, a timid, middle aged spinstei, long in the family service, was in tears and the house in chaos. Between her sobs and lamentations I gathered the fact that Aunt Marcella was at a Suffragette meeting in Bloomfield, a prosperous little town, eight miles in the other direction. She had sent Cummins out to open up and use the dining room and kitchen to get a supper luncheon ready by tweh e o clock, for eight favored ladies, who would pass by with her on their way back to town. The groceries and flowers had not been delivered until seven, it was now nine, and the big chimney in the dining room had caught fire w hen it had been lighted, half paralyzing the poor woman with fright, and leaving her in too nervous a state to attempt anything else. The linen and china had been put away, the silverware was still unpacked, and the kitchen and groceries in a terrible mess and not a fire kindled in either of the two rooms. I was furious with Aunt Marcella. No doubt she thought this one of the brightest ideas that had ever struck her. Yes, I would see myself working my head off to get a luncheon for a batch of Women ' s Rights advo¬ cates, (I am not one of their number, I believe that the woman ' s place is in the home. etc. etc.), but the sight of Cummins made me change my mind, and I determined to do what I could to help her out. I could rave at Aunt Marcella later. I took off my coat, turned my lovely dress up about my knees, donned a great checkered apron, laid my revolver on the mantle, and after restoring Cummins to a more prepossessing frame of mind, we both set to work. I arranged the flowers on the table, lighted the candles, and after selecting the silver I needed, dumped the remaining unceremoniously into the lower part of the buffet. We decided to have n coid luncheon. I made the mayonnaise, and Cummins the salad, a freezer of sherbet that had been sent with the groceries, stood in the kitchen. e did not light a fire in the stove, but decided that the suffragettes could make their tea or coffee in the fireplace, which was now acting as all respectful fireplaces should. All the time Cum¬ mins was entertaining me with her woes, and telling of the attempted robberies in the village, until I became exasperated and sent her off to bed in an upper story. Then I seated myself before the fire to await the advent of Aunt Marcella and her following. I was just beginning to wonder how the meeting was getting on, and whom Aunt Marcella would bring out, 1 knew Airs. Livingston would be one, I couldu t bear her she had brained a man with the heel of her slipper a few months before, when—“Oh, Heavens what was that?” I jumped up and listened. From the quiet depths of the house I heard a most peculiar noise, like air being forced under high pressure from a pipe. Almost im- dediately the thought of the Links gas robberies seized me and I seized my revolver and fairly flew through the darkened house to Cummins ' room. Cummins . I called through the locked door, “Cummins! Quick, there are gas robbers in the house, and we will have to run if we don’t want to be suffocated! Don’t try to save anything ' ” Cummins opened the door a few — 46 — inches, saw the revolver in my hand, and immediately slammed it shut, bolt¬ ing it from the inside. “Cummins, don’t you hear what I say! We—” My plea was cut short by the crack of a revolver and the crash of breaking glass. Then from be¬ hind the door. “Oh, Lor ' Lor’, Miss! Don’t shoot at ' im ! Don’t let him come in! Oh, I .or’, have mercy on a poor harmless woman; Oh, Miss—’’. “lie still and come out.’’ 1 said, my lips dry. Oh, Lor’. I can ' t open that door. I wouldn’t— and seeing that there was no use arguing, in desperation I ran down the stairs and out of the door on to the terrace Now I have always had a horror to killing anything, and above all a distinct aversion to pistols. Mine was given to me two Christmases ago and I had not laid hands on it until tonight. So as I ran down the stairs, fearing that I might shoot and hit something, I extracted the cartridges and threw them on the dining room table as I passed out. (They fell in the mayonnaise, only I didn ' t know that till later.) I don’t know what my idea was, but, I think 1 started to run for help. After I had scrambled over a stone wall and through innumerable bushes, I made up my mind that I was going to the nearest neighbors, half a mile away. I didn’t know who was living there this summer but they would at least give me some kind of assistance. Another one of my own characteristics is that I have no sense of direction. Unless I knew the streets I could be lost a block from home, and as for being in the woods, I never could tell where I was. So you can imagine me in high-heeled satin slippers, a low-necked, long trained gown, an empty pistol in my hand, just when I thought 1 was scrambling as fast as I could towards the neighbors, being checked by run¬ ning full tilt into a barbed wire fence, and that is about the worst thing that can happen to anyone in the dark. I heard my dress give one ripping groan somewhere around the bottom, then settle down to silence. 1 settled with the dress. I did not know how long I had been running but I am sure I went miles. I was hot and out of breath, the heel had come off one of my slippers, and I knew my dress was ruined, and then 1 came to the realization that I was lost. I wasn’t a bit frightened any more only exceedingly angry with Aunt Marcella. I began to relieve my feelings by giving a few savage kicks, which only wrung some more rips from another part of my dress. One of my hands was scratched awfully and it hurt so, 1 just knew that it was bleeding. I was half hung up on a wire fence with the rest of me prone on the ground, 1 had lost my pistol, and was in an altogether deplorable plight, so 1 just be¬ gan to weep long heartfelt sobs. “Please don’t cry so loud. I’m sorry if you feel bad, but— “I’ll do as I please. Keep still,” I retorted renewing my copious weeping. As I said, 1 was not frightened now, I was past caring what happened, and this masculine voice coming from the darkness did not un¬ nerve me a bit. It was rather a nice voice, maybe that ' s why I acted so peevish. “Is there anything 1 can do to help you?” The owner of the voice loomed like a mountain above me. 1 guess it was his calmness that made me more angry, for he must have been more surprised than I. — 47 — “Oh, I don’t need any assistance at all. Do I look as though I were meant to hang like a scarecrow on the top of a fence?” “Will you please be quiet? I asked you to once. It is necessary that no one should suspect me of being here. Maybe you don ' t realize that you have blundered in upon my plans, and that I can leave you here alone, now. In fact, you ' re quite an incumbrance. Here you dropped this,” and he inso¬ lently handed me my revolver. I took it in silence. I Was choking with rage. Then he took a clasp knife out of his pocket, ripped my dress off the barbs and, incidently nearly off me, unceremoniously pushed me through the fence, vaulted over beside me, then grasping me by both arms, without saying a word literally lifted me into the tonneau of a great, low, racing car which stood unlighted by the roadside. Then he climbed into the driver’s seat, threw me a robe, and in an instant drove the car silently, swiftly, down the road that stretched straight before us. I was too amazed by his audacity to make one movement in protest. I am sure it would not have done any good anyway, he was wonderfully strong. Besides where in the world was I? Who was he? Could he be—? Of course, how stupid of me. It s no use Mr. Binks, I know you. Just stop the car and get out. If you resist 1 shall be forced to fire.” I said, digging my revolver into the back of his neck. I tried to assume a dignified, upholder of the law, tone of voice, like Aunt Marcella does when she propounds a new idea, but my voice quivered on the last word. He must have caught the sound, for he went driving right on, and without turning his head said: “Madam, I shall see that you are left safely where you belong when I have overtaken that light ahead of us.” Then, for the first time, I noticed a red and green tail light dancing down the road in our fore. I supposed that this was his confederate and grew desperate. I didn’t have any desire to capture Binks, but I did want to get away. I was shivering, my feet were wet, and I wanted to go home. I prodded him vigorously in the back, despite his fervent ejeculations, and commanded him to stop. “I shall fire,” I said, and gritted my teeth in his ear. Now really, it’s imperative that I should overtake the man in that car, so don’t make any fuss, and please put down that pistol, or I shall have to take it away from you.” I was terribly angry now. I did not intend to be ordered around by any burglar even if he did have a nice voice. I cocked the pistol ominously. Xo,” I said, “no fuss, hold up your hands.” And I reached over and shut off the gasoline supply. He help up his hands and the machine came to a stop a few yards further on. Now get out,” I ordered. He did so and I followed. “Now see here—” he began. Face about. I said, and go back to “Tile Oaks. (Now how should f.inks know where “The Oaks was? But I never thought of that) -You will listen to me. he said. If you will get in that car and act sensibly 11 dnve you back to “The Oaks, we must be at least two miles away, and you have blundered and spoiled things, so I ' d just as soon take you back and get rid of you ' he added under his breath. “Say act sensibly can t you? he continued, 1 would like to know how you expect to walk wo miles in that costume? What are you doing running around the country tins time of night in a dinner gown for anyhow? This rather insolently — 48 — “Go! Walk to “The Oaks !” I managed to gasp through by parched lips. “You had better take that blanket robe. he said surilv. “Go on, I panted with a last supreme effort. “Terribly determined, aren’t you? I can carry it, you might need it ' soon, you ' re shivering now. This mockingly. I waved him on with the pistol and he strode up the road, savagely muttering something about the stubbornness of the female sex, the suffra¬ gette, the new woman, and the clinging vine, with vibrant suppressed epithets generously sprinkled in. I thought the walk would never end. The tall man strode ahead with a pace that was calculated to kill a horse. He went at it doggedly, head bent low, hands thrust deep in his pockets, and the blanket flapping at his heels. And I, oh dear! 1 can’t remember now how I ever stood it. It’s a wonder it didn ' t kill me. The heavy spring dew fell on my bare shoulders, the rocks cut my thin slippers, I was three inches shorter on one side than on the other, owing to the loss of my heel, and went hobbling along with a kind of sea-sick, see-saw motion. Despite the fact that the pistol was empty and couldn ' t have hurt anything I held it rigidly at right angles, pointing at the man ahead till I thought my arm would break, and the rest of me just drop down and die. 1 had forgotten everything but my beautiful gown and my weariness, when his voice came back to me from the darkness. “We are nearly there now, here is the stone wall, and I saw his dark figure vault over. Little tears were trickling off the end of my nose as I painfully scrambled up after him—then on the other side I saw him waiting for me. He reached up and carefully lifted me down. “We’d better hurry, its beginning to rain, there you can hold the pistol like that, he said, and taking my arm he fairly carried me up the hill. 1 could have forgiven him everything in that moment, and—I knew it was not the rain that had splashed on his upturned face. O O O We stood opposite each otner at the dining room table, each taking a mental inventory of the other. I heard the quick indrawing of his breath, and saw the ad¬ miration shine from his deep gray eyes, as his gaze rested on mine. And I just stood there and stared at a tall, sunburned Greek god with brick red hair, (I don ' t think regulation Greek gods were sunburned or had red hair but I think both assets add to a man’s personal appearance), who was a murderer and a burglar. Then we both looked away rather shamefacedly, and I awoke to the realization of the same peculiar noise, that I had heard earlier in the evening, and to the fact, that I was standing ankle deep in water, because he said in the most humble, penitant voice I have ever heard. “Do you think you left the water running?” “No, it isn’t the water. I—I don’t think I know what it is. A—a_,” then niciously, “You know, you turned on the gas, maybe that has something to do with it.” He looked at me in mild surprise lor a moment then stammered. “Oh, yes—yes, of course, but didn’t you think we’d better see what it is. Yes just let me take a light into the kitchen. Yes of course, you can follow with the pistol,” and he suited action to his words I followed directly behind, holding my handker¬ chief before my mouth, thinking in some absurd way that it would keep me from suffo¬ cating. (I did not take it into consideration that I had smelled no gas.) We waded into the kitchen and the sound of rushing water, nearly precipitating ourselves into a veritable fountain that sprinkled itself over the kitchen floor and the remainder of Aunt Marcella’s luncheon supper. “I am afraid the boiler has burst.” I snatched the handkerchief from my mouth, mortified at my stupidity. (Continued on page 98) — 49 — At the mouth of our mighty river Is a place that is famed afar. For who in the world of mariners Knows not of Columbia’s Bart The craggy cliffs ise on one side. Where the bounding billows hit. On the other, swept by treacherous tide. Are the sands of Clatsop Spit. There ‘neath the white topped breakers, Where the river and ocean meet. Lie the vicious teeth of a rock-bound coast, The mariner to greet. Many a master sailing home Has felt the crash and jar And has met his death and first defeat On this Columbia Bar. Many a gallant ship lies there. Sunk in the shifting sands, Out of the reach of human power Or the help of human hands. And many a man has met his God And a hero ' s name has won In the seething waters of that Bar That lies near the setting sun. DeWitt Gilbert Over the great, bleak plateau that surrounds the South Pole, Boreas swept with fearful fury. The hurricane roared over the vast flatness of the lofty plain and whistled down the passes of the mountains and over the great, slipping glaciers. It lifted the finely powdered snow aloft and scattered and banked it around all the pinacles of ice and jutting crags of black volcanic rock, that here and there protruded thru the glaring whiteness that spread in every direction. few hundred yards from the great cliff, where the land dropped, down to the frozen sea, stood a tiny, yet staunchly built hut. On one side the great drifts were banked up so as to nearly hide the little shelter from view. The building creaked beneath the weight of snow and the onslaughts of the wind. It seemed a frail thing to be expected to brave the fearful blasts of that frozen land But who inhabited this dwelling? as it built by some tribe of aborigines, unknown to man and science? Or was it the outpost of some ill-fated exploring expedition? Amundsen had begun his successful quest-for the Pole some two hundred miles westward and the ill-fated Scott had gone to his death seventy miles beyond that. Xo expedition had ever penetrated the interior from any point near this. Xo, that hut is a prison, a place built by lawless men in which to punish their mates who are more law¬ less. Eight months before the day on which this hurricane, incarnate with all the strength of a hundred storms, burst on the tiny Imt, a dirty little smug¬ gling schooner, with a still dirtier crew, set out from Singapore. Dave Moores, her captain, was a British convict, escaped from the Andamans. In some strange manner he had bought, or stolen, this little vessel. 1 he crew was one of those motely makeshifts that one can pick up at any time among the floatsam that always accumulates on the water front of a great Oriental port. It consisted of two Maylays, a Chinaman, a negro, two Swedes, two Irishmen, an Englishman and one American. The little vessel slipped out of the harbor under cover of darkness in order to evade the custom officers. She was loaded with arms and stores for a revolting tribe in British East Africa. After she had been out some days and was lazily tacking her way across the Indian Ocean a feeling of unrest arose in the breast of Pete Smithers, a big, burley, cockney. He talked with several members of the crew and persuaded them that they were a much abused lot and that it was their perfect right to strike a blow for freedom by murdering all the rest of the crew. There were six in this fine band of scoundrels. One pleasant morning the delightful crowd of mutineers set out over the vessel on their tour of conquest but in their dreams they had forgotten that Dave Moores was one of those men who never stops fighting. He and the loyal part of the crew were equal to the emergency and after killing one of the mutineers suc¬ ceeded in subduing the rest. The usual mode or dealing with such criminals, according to the laws followed by such men as the captain, was to string them unceremoniously to the yard-arm, but Captain Moores was a very original gentleman (he had to be to escape the guards on the Andamans) and so he — 51 — conceived the excellent scheme of sailing ' southward and maiooning the guilty ones in a hut on the bleak shores of the Unknown Continent. Of course, it meant a loss of a great deal of his cargo and also of many weeks of time but nevertheless, Captain Dave was the sort of a man who was willing to sacrifice anything in order to exact a cruel and certain revenge on those who had failed him. Accordingly they cruised south¬ ward till they reached the Land of Eternal A inter and on the very edge of the limitless plateau they built the little hut that we have seen bearing the brunt of a southern hurricane. There the five remaining mutineers were left with sufficient provisions to last them all three years. At the end of which time Moores promised to return and take them from their frozen prison. He had sailed from view about eight months before our storm with the certain conviction that should he really choose to come back at that time he would probably find at least four of the group murdered. Smithers was just the sort of a man to kill all the rest in order to be certain that he would have plenty of food for the long three years. While the terrible storm was howling along over the almost unbroken sweep of frozen plain a small, crawling speck emerged from behind one of the pinnacles of rock. It moved slowly and with evident difficulty, but as it approached the wind-blown shack one could readily see that it was a man. He staggered painfully through the rapidly shifting drifts towards the door of the hut. With a final effort he tumbled against it and lay there in a heap feebly beating on it with his mittened fists. There w r as a considerable delay but at last the door swung open and the crouching figure was drawn in. The hut was inhabited by a single man, who seemed to have been rather expect¬ ing the wanderer for over the little oil lamp that heated the single room several vessels were boiling. Liquor, tea and food soon restored the frozen man and he was able to move about and began talking as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. The traveler was none less than Smithers, cockney, and ringleader of the mutiny. He was a big strapping brute, with thick sandy hair, and the indescribable air of a bully about him. The other man, who, from his speech, was evidently the American who had shipped with Dave Moores, was a smaller man with a mild, modest manner and a much more pious look that one would expect to find on a man who had seen as much of life as he had evidently done. He was sitting at the table fingering a deck of worn and ragged cards. Finally he looked up and asked, “Where is Lindstrom?” His companion lifted his eyes from the seal harpoon that he was scraping with his knife, “Oh, we got out to the first ridge and Hi saw this cursed blow coming up and told ’im we ' d be turnin’ back but ' e got stubborn and wanted to unt further for those bloomin’ penguins. Said if we didn ' t get some we ' d die ’o scurvy and that hit was better to take a chanst at freezin’ to death, wich would be more merciful, than to die like poisoned rats. ’E got hobstinate an’ so Hi up an ' killed ' im with this ' arpoon. We ' ll ’ave just that much more chanst o weathering out our three vears. This is a rare bloom- m country where there is no law o God or man. Hi ve sent two men to h since we landed on this bloody, God-forsaken desert, enough to put a man in the Andamans for life if e’d o’ done hit in old Singypore, an’ ’ere we re sort er glad cause hit gives us that much more chanst. What say. Yankee?” “Well, Johnny Bull, I was mighty near sure when I seen you two startin out that only one d come back. You’ve sent Lindstrom out o’ the wav just as he ' d a-sent you if he’d a-thought quick enough. There ain’t no law o’ man here in this part o’ the world but, Johnny Bull, you’re dead wrong when you say there ain ' t no law o ' God here. When you come a-stumblin’ against the door a little while ago, I says to myself. ‘There’s Pete come back but I ain’t sure it’s him and so I ain ' t a-going to open the door. I’ll have just twice as much show o’ gettin’ out o ' this alive if I stay right here an’ keep on a- readin’ my Bible. ' But just then I looks down at the page an ' the first thing 1 sees is, ‘Thou shalt not kill’. Then I says to myself, I ain’t sure as that ' s Pete out there an’ if I don’t open that door it won’t be as though I killed him.’ Then I thinks a bit longer and I thinks, ‘No, that’d be just as bad as if I killed him with my own hands, and the Law o’ God says, ‘Thou shalt not kill’. Then I goes an’ opens the door. Elsewise you’d be lyin’ outside that door froze as hard as a herring. You can thank the Law o’ God that you’re alive right now. You say as you ' ve killed an’ God ain’t killed you. That ' s what Lindstrom said afore you fellers started out, ' cause he’d killed Tom Jeffer¬ son an ' never left no vengeance o’ God. Then you comes back alone. It looks mighty like to me that the vengeance o’ the Lord overtook him about the same time as your harpoon did. Take it from me, Pete, that same ven¬ geance is going to happen on you one of these days just as it has on the rest o’ our partners. Then I ' ll be waitin ' here alone when old Moores sails back again. It won’t take me ’cause my hands is clean. I ain ' t killed no one. an’ 1 don ' t intend to kill you. I might as well tell you that as not I guess. You’ll come to the end of your rope soon enough. You’ll die. an ' it’s only your due, but I ' ll live to go back to Singapore an’ go on another opium drunk before I shuffle off.” While he was speaking the last few sentences the cockney ' s eyes nar¬ rowed and his face became strangely flushed. He leaned forward trembling with hate and bitterness. “No, you wont,” he snarled, “You won’t ever set eye hupon the bloody ‘eavens again, I swear. You die right ’ere an’ now an’ Hi’m a-going to kill you just to show you that you ' re dead wrong when you say Hi’ll die first. Hi’ll be the one to go to Singypore again an ' Hi’ll take an extry shot o’ ’op by way o’ wishin’ your soul a good warm corner in H- With that he whirled the murderous harpoon up over his head and, before the other could leap aside he was pinned to the wall by the jagged head that once before on that day had felt the softness of flesh. Smithers laughed awhile in a sort of insane glee and then, wrenching the harpoon out of the wood, dragged his victim by it out into the cutting blast. He jerked him along over the snow to the edge of the great precipice and hurled the lifeless body to the sea of ice far below. While returning to his pitiful home the murderer talked and chuckled to himself. There was no one to hear him in all that vast, frozen continent, in all that waste of packed ice he was the only human being. Be¬ sides himself, no living creature breathed that biting air save, now and then, a few penguins that waddled by. Smithers had plenty of previsions and for a few weeks everything went well. One day, however, while on his daily hunt for penguins, he wandered farther than usual. As chance would have it he turned his foot¬ steps toward the rocky ridge where a long time before he had left Lind- strom’s body stiffening in the blast of the blizzard. He gained a point not far from where the tragedy had occurred and, drawn by a strange curiosity, he turned to search for the spot. What strange freak of fate, what whim of the winds had uncovered that stark and frozen corpse? For close beside him Lindstrom lay. He rested on his back, his stiff, ghastly features hardened by weeks of fiercest winter. Smithers gasped and drew back with horror for a moment but with a fierce effort he forced a smile. “Yankee said, muttered he aloud, ' ‘that Hi ' d pay to God for killin’ Lindstrom an’ now Hi’m a ' ole lot safer and ’ave a ’ole lot better chanst now that Hi’ve killed both o em. Hi was right enough when Hi said there warn ' t no law o god in this bloomin ’ole. Hi’ll be a-waitin’ right over at that old shack when Moores comes back to take me off. ‘Elio, we’re goin’ to ' ave a blow. Hi’d best be gettin back. Curse those penguins.” A blow was coming up. In the far south the storms come twice as quick and blow twice as hard as they do anywhere else. Long before he reached the hut the Cockney’s right hand was stiff and nerveless. He jerked off his glove and found the flesh to be white as the snow around. It was frozen and Smithers knew it. He reached his abode in safety but after his hand thawed out it caused him fearful agony. It rapidly grew worse and at last he was forced to undergo the torture of self amputation. It healed slow¬ ly but in time he was able to use it and became fairly proficient in handling the stump. Soon after this a new and dreadful peril confronted him. Worms had gotten into his store of biscuits and his supply of cannded goods had been attacked by rust. Everything was in an uneatable condition. He was forced to throw away nearly the whole of his food supply. It was absolutely im¬ perative that he should get some food from the outside. He resolved to hunt again for penguins. This time he climbed, with greatest difficulty, one of the needles ' of rock that protruded through the ice. From its summit he dis¬ covered a large flock of the birds he sought not far away. “Hi was right,” he said, laughing with glee, “There ain’t no law o’ God. Hi thought maybe Hi was a-goin’ to ’ave to pay up this time as things sure looked bad for a while but with that flock o’ bloomin’ birds yonder Hi’ll be able to pull through all right. He started to clamber rapidly down from his perch but, owing to the absence of his hand, he slipped and fell heavily to the ice. His leg hurt him terribly and when he tried to rise, it slipped from beneath him. Then he realized, with a feeling of horror, that it was broken. It took all his nerve and will power to crawl back to his cabin. He gathered his food about him and lay down in his bunk to wait till his leg should knit. He could not set it so it grew together at an angle. He did not care. His food was of the vilest, uncooked, mouldy, sour. It was not long before he noticed symptoms of scurvy. His teeth fell out. When he pinched his arm the prints remained deep in the flesh. He had dreams, visions; awful spec¬ ters persued him through winter storms .again and again he killed Lindstrom and ankee. 1 he oil supply in his lamp ran low and the cold of the Ant¬ arctic winter was added to his trials. His food had been gone three days. He longed for death. In groping blindly under his bed he drew forth Yan¬ kee’s Bible. He rejoiced at the sight for by sucking the leather binding he was able to keep alive another day. He only gave up hope when, on the next day, his leg stopped throbbing. He realized that it was frozen. Then it was that he picked up the Bible .determined to read a verse or two before he died. Two pages were dog-eared. He turned to them and, in the marked passages read, “Thou shalt not kill, and “Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord.” Over and over again lie read the lines and then with his last strength breathed out “Oh, Yankee, you were right. God is even ’ere. ' E’s got me at last. You died at the light time, that was God s mercy, this is is vengeance. H’m sorrv Yankee, sorry. You were right. There is a law o’ God.” — 54 — The wind howled across the grim, white plain, the black, mournful rocks looked out across the glaring expanse a nd the little penguins chattered about the door, but the soul of Pete Smithers had fled forever, and Satan had come into his own ■— I By Arthur Fertig.) When the shades of night are falling At the close of a peaceful day, And the night birds begin a calling To their mates across the way; Tis then our thoughts are deepest And our hearts beat full and strong, And we think things that are sweetest And we sing the sweetest songs. Sing songs we learned in childhood When we played at mother’s knee, Or learned at play in the wildwood With Nature so pure and free. Or perhaps it is a maiden fair That crowds into our dream, With the prettiest eyes and the grandest hair That man has ever seen. These are the things that are calling From across “Time’s weary way. When the shades of night are falling At the close of a peaceful day. (By Marguerite Pinnell.) Sept. 16—Vacation ends. Students spend the day getting re-acquainted. Sept. 17.—One of the new teachers is mistaken for a student. Flat¬ tering ! Sept. 18—Conflicts. Sept. 19—First lessons assigned, but not much doing but chatter. Sept. 20—“A week already?” The Freshmen begin to size up their surroundings. Sept. 23.—Miss Wise teaches the Seniors to sit up! Sept. 2-1—Sure signs of an old maid—Ethel even brings the cat to school! Sept. 25—Dorothy wants, must have, will have, shall have — a pink back-ground for her drawing. Sept. 26—Emma W. tries to damage school property by knocking a piece off the stairs. Sept. 27—-Mr. J. begins to realize that he has a most undignified Senior class. Sept. 30—A new study hall opened to students. Oct. 1—A poetical genius is discovered in the Freshman class! Oct. 2—One objection to the new study hall: How can one study and try to imagine what’s in the lunch bags, all at the same time. O ct - 5— The frog in A. Reifel’s throat croaks loud and long in the first yell practice. Oct. 4 —First society meetings. Oct. 8—Juniors stagger neath the weigth of a test in Physics. Oct. 9 Domest c Science Dept, gets in electric ovens and so forth_ Now for the eats! Oct. 10—Claudia chosen queen of the parade “Vive’ le Claudia ! Oct. 11—Oh, that parade ' The A. H. S. makes a decided impression on the public. Good or bad? Oct. 12—We get Jefferson’s “goat with a score of 10 to 6. Oct. 14—Why such delight in Senior class? Why the Chem. note¬ books have arrived at last. Oct. 15, 16 1 , 18— Bob and Cotton recover from the Jefferson slau°-h- ter. 45 Oct. 17—Senior aprons arrive. J. M. thinks he can put in a tuck Poor f Turk! — 56 — Oct. 18—Miss W. would rather Walter M. and Imogene would occupy separate seats! Oct. 22—The boys in the lower end of the hall hold a “bawling out party. Oct. 24—A comedy enacted in the “Zephyrus office. The girls enjoy the surroundings, the boys the locals. For ‘‘Personnae see Ethel R. Oct. 25—Debate try-out between the societies. Oct. 26—Dea recites her Virgil! Oct. 29—E. W. gives such a mournful recitation that Mr J. fears the class will burst into tears. Oct. 30—Is Dorothy tardy when her head is inside the door? Oct. 31—Hallowe ' en: witches, black cats, ghosts and policemen. Nov. 1—Debaters struggle for silver cup. Nov. 4 —Arthur’s empty seat answers roll call in Chem. ! ? ? Nov. 5—The football coach tries a barbering stunt. Nov. 11, 12—Report cards anxiously looked for. Nov. 14—At last! “Oh dear, I have to drop-!” Nov. 19—Ethel and Lloyd bid “adeiu” to the library. Nov. 21—A Greek scholar (?) discovered in the Latin class. Nov. 22—Isn’t it funny how all the girls liked to look at the river (?) when the S. B. boys came up the hill. Nov. 23—“First! Second! Third and last call-1-1!” Grand Kandy Karnival. “Nutritious, delicious etc.—” Nov. 24, 25—Just dull and gloomy. Nov. 27—The morning after “Charley’s Aunt.’ Stunning com¬ plexions noticed. Dec. 2—Leo and Rose O’F. run a race to school. L. wins being only 2 minutes late and R. 5. Dec. 3—Imagine: G. Me., powder puff; vanity box; mirror! Dec. 5—Those hoggish boys confiscate the gym on girls’ night; Pigs! Dec. 6—“Pride goeth before a fall,’’ quoth the lofty study room door. Dec. 7—“When the cat’s away—” See Virgil I. class. Dec. 18—A. Gregg broke! Pays for his picture with stamps and promises! Jan. 1—East vs West. Football game! Nothing doing in the funny line! Just plodding and digging and poring over studies. Jan. 16—“Smithy” had a jacket, A smoking jacket this. He wore this thing to school one day; Excitement quickly “riz. Jan. 20—J. M. and B. K. take a little vacation. fan. 21—“Oh where, oh where have the tennis shoes gone?” The wail of the B. B. girls Ian. 22— Breakers ahead!” Exams ' approaching! Mr. J. assigns lessons for next teim ! Ian. 24, 27. 29—Exams’! Nuf sed ! Tan. 29—Whew! Sigh of relief! Tan. 30, 31—“Did I get through? Feb. 3—Second semester opens. Oh, those “going to’s. Feb. 4 —Freshmen instructed in the ways and means of getting along in Hi skule. Seniors asked to do an almost impossible thing (for some), be dignified. — 57 Feb. 6—Mr. J. does C. E. a favor by canning him. Feb. 10—Spring? Chem. class learns how to eat gas! Feb. 18_“Never give up”—a seat in the study room if you once get it. Feb. 21—Several of the societies exchange rooms. Feb. 22—$1,380.90! ! ! Feb. 25—Cannery opened. Business thriving lately. Feb. 26_“Why does Carl S. smile so much after that absence?” Mar. 2—The Seniors try -to make Miss B. think they all have con¬ sumption. Chlorine gas. Mar. -I—Those who answer to the name of Wilson were seen to be about four inches taller. Are they not named after Woodrow? Mar. 8—The knowledge of a new bathing resort is brought to the ears of the A. H. S. students. Mar. 12—Track. Wauregans “grab the points. Mar. 17—St. Patrick ' s Day. The Freshmen show up to advantage. Mar. 18—Mr. J. believes in handing test papers back right away! A hy did those U. S. History papers remind us of “pipe dreams?” Mar. 21—Miss S. and class go marketing. Mar. 2-1—Has anyone seen the 12th egg in the Domestic Science ' s dozen? Innocent Senior! Mar. 27—‘Honors bestowed.” Martin “speaks ! Mar. 28-—“Wetz” keeps close tabs on Hazel P. and her desk. Who said “candy in there?” Mar. 29—We feast our eyes on the pillow top and pennant “hanging- on the wall.” Mar. 30—The boys in Chem. Lab. endeavor to instruct the girls in the art of coffee making! Humph! Mar. 31—Mr. R. and Bot. class discover a new drinking fountain on the hill. P ' ine for horses! April 2—Charles E. gets permission to go out in the hall to eat his bread and jam. Apr. 3—Helen H. departs from the study room and gets to-sleep. Apr. 5—An expected piece of news arrives: the Alfredians broke the camera. Apr. 7—Virginia P. and a few other familiar faces revisit the A. H. S. Apr. 9—Voices from above in the study room! Spooks? Ask the janitor. Apr. 10—Jack is of the opinion that he would rather graduate in his bathing suit, than in cap and gown. Help! Apr. 11—Floyd tries a new style in hair-dressing. Apr. 17—Cinderella lost a slipper. So did “Johann Schmidt”. Cinderella ' s shoe was tiny, But “Smithy ' s shoe was nit.” Apr. 18—Does Dea I. stamp all her notes? She’d soon go broke. Apr. 21 A treat in Chem. Rose A. gives a candy pull on her side of the table. Apr. 22—A eeping and wailing in Senior class. Essays must be learned by heart. — 58 — At the opening of the term the happy faces and cheery greetings once more seen and heard hinted of the pleasant vacation enjoyed by everyone. I he spirit with which the students took hold of their studies meant that they would keep it up until the end of the ensuing term. The new “Freshies” were, after much trouble on the part of Prof. Stone, all corraled” and placed under the care of Miss Wise and Miss W ard, who with the assistance of the school as a whole, have subdued them so that now they are doing nicely. Our new assembly hall is the latest addition to the high school. The large room which was once used as a manual training room, and last term as a lunch counter has now been fitted up with desks and tables into a very neat study room.’ The students now, instead of remaining in the different recitation rooms during their vacant periods, go to study in this room where quietness and peace rule supreme. (?) Our first student body meeting was called on September nineteenth for the purpose of raising money for Athletics and electing an athletic board. A tax of fifty cents a semester was levied on each member of the Student Body to be used for the different branches of athletics. The following students were elected to serve on the board with Geo. Reifel who was elected Manager of Football last June. Manager of Basket Ball. Ben Burns (later Mr. Gerding was elected to take the place of Mr. Burns as the latter was not able to attend school). Manager of Track. Martin Nelson (better known as “Cotton ). Manager of Baseball, Arthur Fertig (later Leo Furney was elected to succeed Mr. Fertig, when he left for Alaska). October eleventh and twelfth, the days of the Juvenile Fair, will al¬ ways remain a bright and pleasant memory to the people of Astoria and to the schools in general. For many weeks and even months, the pupils of the grades in the city and rural schools have been busy planning and producing exhibits for this fair. The results were far beyond the hopeful expectations of the most optomistic promoters. The morning of the eleventh was clear and beautiful. For weeks a force of experts had been busy arranging the many beautiful exhibits in the hall over the Lurline dock and long before the appointed hour for the grand opening, preceeded by a large parade of school children, people began to pour into the city by train and boat until it looked as though there might be a circus in town. Promptly at the appointed time the lines of the parade began to form in front of the Court House on Commercial Street. The rural schools fol¬ lowed by the grade schools of the city showed great enthusiasm and care in arranging their lines, but they didn’t begin to compare with the high school. — 59 — The students of the local institution gave vent to all forms of ex¬ pressions in words and in disguise and spectacular banners. The most in¬ teresting was the football section. Manager Reifle had his team demon¬ strating their skill in the line of marvels. Enthusiasts carried banners an¬ nouncing the fact that they had determined to capture Jefferson s “goat. Mutt and Jeff (Timon Torkleson and James Moberg) also made a great “hit.” After the parade the crowd made its may to see the exhibits. Many were disappointed by not being able to get anywhere near the entrance and had to return the next day. The exhibits were surprising in abundance and of splendid quality. The girls exhibited needle work and “eats” while the boys exhibited poultry, fruits, vegetables, and the results of their manual training. The whole af¬ fair reflected great credit upon the teachers who planned the work and the pupils who executed it. Great credit is due to the local committee men who carried out the directions of the State Superintendent. Alderman, and the ZEPHYRUS takes this opportunity to express its appreciation of the interest in our welfare shown by that worthy state official. On Friday, December twentieth, Astoria had the pleasure of hearing the splendid program given by the Pacific University Glee ' Club, which is considered as one of the best on the Pacific Coast. The student body was also “honored” the afternoon before the program by a few “samples” of their program, and as all good samples do, they had their effect, and that night the house was crowded. The selections given by the orchestra were well rendered, and both male quartets were good. The solos by Miss Peterson were pleasing. Mr. McNeil has one of the best voices Astoria has heard for some time. The readings rendered by Mr. House pleased the crowd immensely, but Miss Peterson assisted by Miss Lowell and the male quartet captured the prize with the “Comedy of Errors”. this year the Basket Ball learn has been a great success. With hard and continuous work the boys developed a team which was difficult to defeat. 1 hey won six out of the eight games they played, thereby winning the cham¬ pionship of the Lower Columbia. Some time ago the gymnasium was fitted with lights so that next term games may be played there. The spring term opened on February twenty-third. The students returned with the Resolutions of the New Semester” but they didn’t last long. Several changes were made in the teaching staff. Miss Karl Pritchett fills the vacancy left by Mr. Swank in the English Dept. Miss Lamberty has charge of the Art and Pen work of the Science Department. 0,1 n day, March fourteenth, students had the pleasure of hearing Mr. Washburn of Monticello, Minn., speak. Mr. Washburn is a veteran of the Civil War and served in the army during the trouble with the Sioux Indians in Minnesota. He told us many very interesting things about the conditions of the soldiers and the country during the civil strife and the Indian trouble in the west I he students enjoyed the talk and would be very glad to hear him speak again of he should ever return to this part of the country. — 60 — (By Rose O ' Farrell) Vacation clays are drawing near and the Wauregan society will close the year well content with the record it has made. This society always has. and we hope, always will be the best in school. Our first defeat in debate was this year when the decision was given two to one in favor of the Forum society. But we consoled ourselves with the fact that the members who made up the Forum team got their former training as members of the Wauregan society. The next thing in line was basket ball in which many of our members took an active part. Our girls ' team completed the season without one de¬ feat and so won for themselves the title of “champions of school. Our boys, too, turned out well, and made a good showing in the game. The indoor track meet held March 12, 1913, caused a good deal of ex¬ citement among the several organizations of the school. This meet proved a great success and was won by the Wauregan society. A great deal of interest is taken in the society meetings. The program committee deserves credit for the efforts they put forth. On every program day the Wattregans are honored by one or more visitors who enjoy an inter¬ esting as well as an instructive hour. During college vacation days our graduate-members always come back to visit us and bring to us a breath of college life which we need and appre¬ ciate. What we like most is the loyalty of these former members who are now in wider fields of learning, but still return to us when they can. They remember the society motto which is: “Once a Wauregan always one. — 63 — Forum Notes (By Dorothy Epping.) “Build thee more stately mansions, oh my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low vaulted past ! Thus is the Forum evolving itself from its infancy, and launching out into projects of the most concern to a literary society. The Forum Society, as its famous namesake of old, has for its main object, debate. This year the society has certainly proved itself master of this art. On October twenty-fifth, amidst the intense interest of every member, the tryout for the team was made. Eight persons from the society at large competed in this debate, and from this number w ere chosen, Jessie Garner, Lorenz Logan, and Theron Skyles—those most able to represent the society in outside debates and most fully ecpiipped to uphold the honor of the society among the other organizations of the school, in the race for the cup offered by Mr. Wise. This plucky little team met the Wauregans in the assembly hall on November first and upheld the negative side of the question which was used as a subject in the tryouts ' : “Resolved, that Oregon should adopt the free text books system in grades below the ninth. The negative won, 2 to 1. In the Presbyterian church the Forum team met the Alfredians, win¬ ners of the opposite side of the inter-societv debates, and defeated them by a unanimous vote, the question being: Resolved, that the electoral college should be abolished, and the president elected by direct vote of the people . Thus the trophy cup was won. Mr. Wise presented it to the society on December sixteenth. It was received by the president of the society. Further glory was won for the Forum when the negative debating team of the High School, consisting of our first two debaters, defeated the St. Llelens team, later in the season. In appreciation of their spirit and energy, the A. H. S. will present them with “A pins. The officers for the 1912 semester were: President, DeWitt Gilbert; vice president Hugh Pendergast; secretary and treasurer, Georgiana Garner; editor, Jessie Garner; sergeant-at-arms, Lorenz Logan. The society was also fortunate in securing Miss Wise as adviser and critic for all time, and the Forum victories are in part surely due to her wonderful coaching. fhe second semester of this year saw the members of the society in¬ dulging in athletics of different natures. Following is the basketball sched¬ ule: Forum boys 10; Wauregan boys 4; Alfredian boys 10; Forum boys 10; Wauregan girls II: Forum girls 4; Forum girls 6; Alfredian girls 2. In the intensely exciting indoor track meet later in the season, the Wauregans won the Forums coming in second with a 36 point score. In the girls’ events the Forum made third place with one point, won by Eugene Carlson. The society president, Martin Nelson, was the individual point winner. The second term officers were: President, Martin Nelson: vice presi¬ dent, Claudia Malarkey; secretary and treasurer, Jessie Garner; editor, Dorothy Epping; sergeant-at-arms, Frank Roller. 3 — 65 — (By Carrie Glaser.) Good-bye. dear old year, good-bye; but you have left us with many pleasant memories.” Much society spirit has been aroused among the members during the past year. The first term began with a strong executive staff: President, Bernice McGregor: vice president, Sam Vannice; secretary, Alice Wilson; treasurer, A iolet Fastabend; editor, Carrie Glaser. During the first part of this semester one of the most interesting- events was the Forum-Alfredian debate, held at the First Presbyterian church. Although the debate was won by the Forum society, the Alfredian debaters, Margaret Kelly, Asta Carlson and Xellie Larson, were deserving of a grea deal of credit for their splendid efforts. A boys’ and girls ' basketball team was organized during the latter part of the term. Robert Malarkey was elected manager of the boys’ team and Carrie Glaser, manager of the girls ' team. Later Gladys Pearson was elected captain of the girls’ team. Many interesting games were played during the season. We are proud to mention that the Alfredian boys, Albert Anderson, Charlie Ekstrom, Brewer Billie, Leo Furney and Joseph Anderson, did much toward making the football season a success. The first semester ended by the voting of the following officers to till their predecessors’ chairs: President. Albert Anderson: vice president, Ivor Ross; secretary, Carrier Glaser: treasurer, Freida Ball; editor, Carrie Glaser. The society was glad to welcome seven new members, George Salvon, Peter Tsigris, Hael Graves, Lois Chisholm, Edith Davies, Dorothy Wootton and Florence Reed. The track meet, which was a big event of the A. H. S., aroused a great deal of interest in our society. During the year the members faithfully served the program committee and as a result many splendid meetings were enjoyed. 67 — Adelphian Notes (By Hilda Peterson.) The members of this society are known by the name “Adelphian”, meaning “brotherly love. It is a strong society, composed of sixty loyal members, fourteen of these having entered during the present year. Over a third of them are Seniors who graduate this term. The officers with their respective offices were as follows: First term—President, Carl Sanders; secretary, Mary Ward; treasurer, Emily Sanders; editor. Helen Dahlgren. Second term—President, Alfred Anderson; secretary, Rose Anderson ; treas¬ urer, Myrtle Linville; editor, Hilda Peterson. The manager of the boys ' basket ball team was Albert Gregg; of the girls’. Marguerite Trotter; of the boys ' track meet, Carl Sanders; and of the girls’, ivian ! uti. The basket ball team did not do active work during the season. Though the society was not represented as it might have been in the track meet, it made a good showing. In the inte r -society debate, the Adelphian was ably represented by Leif Halsen. Hilda Peterson, and James Moberg. The Senior program given in the society is deserving of special men¬ tion as it not only reflected the Seniors very creditably, but gave an added zest to the afternoon ' s proceeding because it was something out of the ordinary. The Adelphians enjoyed the impersonation by Marth Larson im¬ mensely and were unanimous in their decision that they had heard nothing to equal it since the 1st time she herself favored the society with an imperso¬ nation. “Nebuchadnepzar was splendidly rendered by James Moberg, who gave to it all the vim and vigor, which the recitation demands. The humor¬ ous recitations, “Never Bet the Devil Your Head and “Specially Jim, given by Leif Halsen and Vivian Suti respectively were well received while the “Seniors ' Farewell Address to the Adelphians by Albert Anderson, pointed out to the members some sad but important truths. The members of the society, many of whom are very capable and none of whom could not be suc¬ cessful in something, should “sit up and take notice,” when football, basket ball and such events are going on. It would not be amiss for the Adelphians t ogive George Elliot ' s words serious consideration, “A little lack of courage often hides a gr°at deal of talent. Rose Anderson’s letters of an Astoria High School Senior, were typical of the Seniors described in them, witty, cheerful, and very humorous. Last of all. Marguerite Pinnell and Margarete Nielsen entertained the society with their apt and witty prophecies. They set some fearing, others rejoicing, all waiting for the future. They proved to be true prophetesses for already some of the predictions have come to pass. The Seniors as charter members who are leaving have watched the growth from its infancy to its present footing, in every respect on the equal of the other societies of the High School. Thus having reached its goal, the society closes its history for this year. — 69 — Asta Carlson Lloyd Hammarstrom Lorenz Logan Jessie Garner PRELIMINARY INTER-SOCIETY DEBATES. A gieat deai of enthusiasm over our debates has been manifested in the school this year on account of the silver cup which was offered by Mr. Herman A ise, of this city, to the society which is successful in winning the inter-society debate. The try-outs for the debating teams were held in the various societies on the first of November. The following Friday morn¬ ing the Alfredian team, which was composed of Asta Carlson, Margaret Kelly and Nellie Larson, debated the question: “Resolved, that Capital Punish¬ ment should be abolished in Oregon,” with the opposing team of the Adel- Phians, composed of Leif Halsen, Hilda Peterson, and Jimmy Moberg. The judges were Mr. Anderson, Mr. Erickson and Mr. Tracy, and their decision was given two to one in favor of the Alfredians. The debate in the afternoon was between the Wauregan team, composed of Lloyd Hammarstrom Timon 1 orkleson and Charles Dewelt, and the Forum team, consisting of Lorenz Logan, Jessie Garner and Theron Skyles. The question to be decided was • “Resolved, that free text books should be supplied to all grades below the ninth m the State of Oregon. The judges of the debate were Mr. Anderson Mr. Mullen and Mr. Gray, and their decision was rendered in favor of the rorum, the vote going two to one as in the forenoon’s contest. — 70 — ALFREDIAN-FORUM DEBATE. On the evening of December sixth, the Alfreclian and Forum societies met in the final debate for the trophy cup offered by Mr. Herman W ise. The debate was held in the Presbyterian church. The subject debated was: Re¬ solved, that the electoral college should be abolished and the president be elected by the direct vote of the people.” The Alfredian team, consisting of Asta Carlson. Margaret Kelly, and Nellie Larson, upheld the affirmative, while Lorenz Log;an, Jessie Garner, and Theron Skvles defended the negative for the Forum society. Mr. Mullen, Mr. Tracy, and Mr. Erickson acted as judges. Much interest was taken in the debate from the very beginning and many were the surmises as to the outcome. The program opened with a solo by Dorothy Montgomery, accompanied on the piano by Georgiana Garner. Then the debate took place. It was a hard fight, and each member of both teams made their best effort to win. Each speech was given with such force that the listeners waited almost breathlessly for the decision. The judges gave the decision three to nothing in favor of the negative. ASTORIA HIGH SCHOOL VS. ST. JOHNS HIGH SCHOOL. One ‘“angle” of the triangular debat was held in Astoria on January seventh, 1913 at which time the home team, consisting of Lloyd Hammar- strom and Asta Carlson supporting the affirmative met the St. Johns High School team on the question: Resolved, that the electoral college be dis¬ continued and the president of the United States be elected by the popular vote of the people.” Although the St. Johns High School won by a small margin, the ar¬ gument was worthily presented by the home team. THE DEBATE AT ST. HELENS. On the same day, the negative team of Astoria, consisting of Jessie Garner and Lorenz Logan, accompanied by Miss Wise, went to St. Helens and there met the affirmative and debated the question: Resolved, that the electoral college should be abolished and the president of the Lhiited States nominated and elected by the direct vote of the people. The debate was held before a large audience in the assembly room of the new r high school at St. Helens. The decision of the judges was two to one in favor of the negative, but, as the affirmative team was defeated in Astoria the same evening, we had no place in the league. The student body has decided to give pins to the two debating teams representing the High School. These pins are little A ' s made of gold and all who have seen the samples say that they are the best yet. The teams who will receive these A ' s are composed of Asta Carlson. Jessie Garner, Lloyd Hammarstrom and Lorenz Logan. f f oof u The football season of 1912 is one upon which the posterity of the Astoria High School will look back with great admiration. The team was well balanced and had many star players. From the final report of the manager the season was also a success financially. All debts were paid and heavy, woollen rough-neck sweaters were given each player earning one. Statements have been made by pioneer followers of grid-iron battles, that Astoria High School had the best team last season that it has ever turned out. Coach Rogers had charge of the squad again and through his coaching and knowledge of the game was the success of the team possible. Daily practice was begun two days after the opening of the school on September fifteenth. Fine weather prevailed for several weeks and the team soon rounded into shape. ASTORIA, 10—LINCOLN, 7. Our first game was with Lincoln High School, of Portland. Cham¬ pions of the Inter-scholastic League the previous season. Reifle, Mgr. 12. Malagamba, Capt. 11. Nelson, Caot.-elect. Sanders Capt. T2 It is customary lor the Portland teams to play a few practice games with out-of-town teams before starting the regular league games, and these early season games are supposed to be easy victories for them, but Lincoln was very much Surprised when they found that Astoria was their superior in all phases of the game. Amateur athletics was quite upset when the news of the game became known. Astoria made the first touch-down and goal kick. A little later Lincoln scored likewise, making a tie of to 7; but a field goal by Astoria netted three points and won the game. A large crowd was present and all were more than elated over the splendid showing made by the home team. ASTORIA, 10—JEFFERSON, 6. One week later a game with Jefferson High, of Portland, was played and a second victory added to our list. The visitors spent most of their time looking for the ball, while some little “shrimp” would be tearing down the field, in an ont-of-th-way place, for ten yards or more. Their bewilder- — 74 — ment became ridiculous at times and often set the spectators into mirthful laughter. Jefferson ' s score was made in the last quarter, when a fumble was picked up by one of their ends who ran 40 yards for a touch-down. Astoria made a touch-down and goal kick in the first quarter and a field-goal in the second quarter. P.oth teams played a hard and fast game. ASTORIA, 6—HILL, 7. Qur next game was with the Hill Military Academy team, of Portland. e lost to the opponents by one point, but despite this fact we played better football and gained more yardage than did Hill, but each turn of luck was in favor of the visitors and won a victory for them. Jack Day, the star half-back of the Cadets, was the best ground gainer in the game and to him is given most credit for their winning. The weather Avas fine and the field fast, thus allowing many fake and trick plays THE VALLEY GAMES. On the second of November we left Astoria for Vancouver, to play the High School team there on the following day. The weather was very Ekrtrom J. Anderson McConnon Planting rainy and the field very muddy. Puddles of water covered the field and it was more of a game of water-polo than football. The heavy suits and slippery ball made the game featureless and ended in a “no-score tie. After the game we were given a banquet by the Senior girls of the High School. A very enjoyable evening was passed by all and the spread will linger in the memories of Hie guests as long as they live. From Vancouver we went to Portland, thence to Eugene where we lost to the High School of that city by the score of 21 to 0. The field was ankle deep in mud and water, and no star playing was featured. On a fluke run with a fumbled ball Eugene made her first touch-down. The other two were made by forward passes across the line. The game was close and hard fought and at no - tage of the game did Eugene have a decided advantage as the score might indicate. ASTORIA, 43—SOUTH BEND, 0. The first game after our return home was with South Bend, Cham- pions of South West Washington. The exhibition was one-sided from start to finish and at no time did the visitors have a chance to score, although they put up a hard fight to the end. ASTORIA, 0—ALL STARS, 0. The all star team was a local aggregation, composed of “old-timers ’ such as Graham. Sutton, and Bay, who played on the Commercial Club team in 1904 when they won the state championship and also defeated Idaho. It was one of the hardest games ever played on the local field and had the All Stars practiced once or twice together they, no doubt, would have won. ASTORIA, 0—CHICAGO, 13. Wendell-Philips High School, of Chicago, came westward on a tour to play Boise High School, of Idaho ; Washington High of Portland and the Astoria High School. They lost to Boise, 5 to 0, and also to Washington, 39 to 0, but won their last game from Astoria, 13 to 0. The largest crowd of the season turned out on New Year ' s day to see the eastern team play the locals. The game was the most exciting ever wit- Billie Burns Fertig Malarkey nessed here, as both t eams played stellar ball and used a number of trick plays. A double-shift split-buck was the play with which Chicago made most yardage; Astoria being unable to down the man before he had made several yards. Chicago had a good team and deserves much credit for clean, con¬ sistent playing; earning from every standpoint, the victory they won. Astoria will lose a number of GOOD men by graduation this year, among whom are Sanders, Malagamba, Billie, Torkleson and Fertig. Should the other men return to school next year a strong nucleus will be assembled, around which a good team may be made. Those who may be back are Furney, Burns, Nelson, J and A. Anderson, Planting, Malarkey and Ekstrom. A ith such a line-up to start with, prospects for next year look very bright. THE PLAYERS. Captain Sanders played back-field men in the game. I the ball well on offense. He half-back and is beyond doubt, one of the best e is a tower of strength on defense and carries was the most consistent player- on the team. Captain-elect Nelson also played in the back-field and performed as usual, lie did most of the booting, alternating with Sanders. Malagamba played the pivot position and for his size is one of the toughest little players in the game. He tackles hard and keeps a cool head throughout a contest. Imrney at half-back was a good plunger and open field runner. He also caught passes with accuracy. I orkleson played on the line and also at half-back and made a good showing at either place. Planting and J. Anderson both played a hard game at Center and at passing the ball were hard to beat. Ekstrom and A. Anderson played tackles, and in breaking up plays, they were of much value to the team. Ekstrom was one of the surest tacklers on the team. 1� i 11 ie played guard, never letting any man through the line and often tackled an opponent behind the line. Dacklund played at guard also and although light for the position he Furney Torkelson A. Anderson Backlund always worked hard and generally held his man from making holes in the line. Burns at end was one of the shiftiest men on the team. He received forward passed without a miss and kept the opposing team hunting for him all the time. Eertig also played end and spoiled most of the plays coming his way. For spilling interference he was there like a duck and caught forward passes well. Malarkey played in the back-field and at end. He is a fast man, and when he tackled a man he brought his man down in lightning fashion. His work in the Eugene game was noteworthy. Reifel was manager of the team and could we be so fortunate as al¬ ways to have such an energetic business man as he, a successful season would inevitably be the result. McConnon played a half-back and although small, he is a fast man and hard to tackle. He can also be used as a punter in case any one is disabled. — 77 — -W ' .ti: ' j ' Jie track team of 1912 was not able to do itself justice, clue to the fact that no coach was available. I he hoys practiced and trained themselves with the knowledge they gained from transient athletes, out of the game, or by information given in training hooks. The class meet was one of keen rivalry, hut it did not bring out the full value of the contestants on account of the irregular training. Neverthe¬ less a number of aspirants continued practice and were sent to the State meet at Eugene. Malarkey made the best showing in the broad jump of all those entered but he had the misfortune to step over the take-off board when he made his best jump. Drilling and McConnon entered the 440-yd. run but lacked the ex¬ perience of the game and did not make a place. Gilbert showed up well in the trials, in the hurdles and in the 220, but the company in the finals was too fast for him. INDOOR TRACK MEET. On March the twelfth a track meet was held in the High School gym¬ nasium. Events for both the boys and the girls were staged. Great interest was shown by the fact that the rivalry between the entries was very keen and an enthusiastic bunch of track aspirants responded to the first gymnasium meet that was ever held within the school. Instead of being an inter-class meet, as is generally the case, it was between the four societies of the school. The Wauregans won first place with 43 points; the Forums second, with 36; the Adlephian third with 11. and the Alfredians fourth with 9 points. The Wauregan girls won the most points from their list of entries and made a remarkable showing in athletic agility. Following is the list of events and order of places made by the contestants: Standing broad jump—Beard, first; Fertig, second; Nelson, third. 20-Yard dash—Nelson, McConnon, Gilbert. 20-Yard hurdle—Nelson, Fertig, Beard. Rope Clinlb—Malagamba, Lagus, Nelson. High Kick—Beard, Lagus, Fertig. Potato Race—Carlson, Fertig, Moad. Sack Race—Nelson, Malagamba, Griffin. High Jump—Nelson, Furney, Thompson. Three-legged Race—Griffin-Nelson, Hardesty-Dver, Carlson-Moad. Relay Race—W on by Wauregan Societv. Order of Places in Girl’s Events. 20-Yard Dash—Ruth Spande, Ellen Wilson, Rose O ' Farrell. Standing Broad Jump—Gladys Pearson, Ethel Rich, Ruth Spande. 1 otato Race—Ruth Spande, Rose O Farrell, Eugene Karlson. Relay Race—W on by Adelphian Societv. — 80 — COLUMBIA TRACK MEET. On Saturday morning the twelfth of April, the track team of Astoria High left for Portland to participate in the Annual Indoor Track and Field Meet held at Columbia University. A very pleasant trip was enjoyed by the team composed of Furney, Griffin, Moad. Gilbert, Nelson and Beard. Coach Crary was in charge of the squad and kept them in good trim for the after¬ noon ' s strenuous exertions. The meet started promptly at 2:00 o’clock with 183 representatives from 24 schools entered. Oregon University won the open meet while Columbia University won the Academic meet with Corvallis High School second and Astoria and Washington High tied for third place. Although As¬ toria only got second place in the quarter-mile race, yet the showing made by the team in other events and esnecially the relay race is quite remarkable, considering the fact that most of the men were experiencing for the first time, the participation in a track meet. Only first place was given any reward in the relay race so Astoria gained no additional points by taking second place in this event. I his is the first time that the high school has sent a team to the open¬ ing track meet of the season, but will in the following years send a team which, we hope, may over-shadow the laurels gained by the team first sent there. A number of students accompanied them to Portland as did a few alumni; among whom were Roberts, Malarkey, Guilliume, Rogers. Allan, Fulton and Morton. — 82 . basket - A$all (By Alfred B. Gerding, ’14.) ALDERBROOK ATHLETIC CLUB, 15—ASTORIA HIGH SCHOOL, 31. In its initial game of the season the Astoria High School Basketball Team defeated the Alderbrook aggregation at the Moose Hall, December 14, 1912. by the decisive score of 31 to 15. The strength of the high school lads was surprising as it was the concensus of opinion among the fans of the city, that Alderbrook would win the contest. The game demonstrated that the high school has some exceptionally fast men. Billie was high man, making five field baskets; Gerding next, with four, Furney, two; Burns, two, and Sanders, one. Alderbrook put up a good fight and at the end of the first half the score was 10 to 7 in favor of the east end boys (Alderbrook.) The line-up was as follows: High School—Furney and Billie, Forwards; Gerding, center: Burns and Sanders, guards. Alderbrook—YVhitcombe and W. Morgan, forwards; Hamilton, center; P. Morgan and H. Morgan, guards. ALDERBROOK ATHLETIC CLUB. 19—ASTORIA HIGH SCHOOL, 12. In a return game, January 18, 1913. the basketball team of the Alder¬ brook Athletic Club turned the tables on the high school five at the Moose Hall and administered a drubbing to the latter by a score of 19 to 12. The game was one of the best played during the season and was wit¬ nessed by a large crowd. Although the high school quintet defeated the opposing team in theprevious game, in this they were out-classed in team work and speed. F or the high school Billie made 3 fieldgoals and Gerding 1. while Fur¬ ney threw 4 goals from the foul line. For Alderbrook, Hamilton made 3 baskets, P. Morgan, 2; Langhart, 2, and W. Morgan, 1. Hamilton looped the globe 3 times or free throws from the foul line. The following was the line¬ up: A. II. S.—Billie and McConnon, forwards; Gerding, center; Furney (Capt.), and Sanders, guards. Alderbrook—Hamilton (Capt.) and W. Mor¬ gan forwards; Langhart, center; H. Morgan and P. Morgan, guards. McMinnville, 27 —astoria high, is. This tells of the basket ball game played at the high school gym, Fri¬ day evening, February 28, 1913, between the high school teams of the above mentioned cities. Although the local lads went down to defeat they gave the visitors the best game that they had on their tour. The local team at¬ tributes its defeat to the lack of practice and it was evident that the visitors had them out-classed in speed and team work. Corpron, the McMinnville center was easilv the star of the game and was frequently applauded for his excellent work. Despite the fact that Astoria High was defeated the game was interesting and witnessed by a large crowd of fans. In the preliminaries between 1 aylor and McClure Grammar school teams to determine who would win second place in the Grammar School League, the latter won 11 to 6. — 84 — Following the game the management of the basket ball team, under the guidance of Miss Summers and the Domestic Science class’, served re¬ freshments to the local and visiting high school students. The line-up was as follows: McMinnville High—White and Waugaman, forwards; Corpron (Capt.), center; Tuttle, Wood and W. White, guards. Astoria High—Furney (Capt.) and Billie, forwards; Gerding, center; Sander s, Anderson, Ekstrom and Backlund, guards. COLUMBIA ATHLETIC, 25—ASTORIA HIGH, 26. On Saturday evening, March 1. 1913, in a rough and interesting game of basket ball at the high school gymnasium, the five representing the Colum¬ bia Athletic Club were defeated by the close score of 26 to 25. At the end of the first half the score w ' as 19 to 17 in favor of the Columbia Club, but during the last half the high school boys out-played their antagonists, wind¬ ing up the game with the finel score of 26 to 25. The line-up was as follows: Astoria High—Furney (Capt.) and Burns, forwards; Gerding, center; Sanders, Backlund, Nelson and Anderson, guards. Columbia Athletic Club— W. Morgan. Finch and Mattila, forwards; McCroskey, center; Langhart (Capt.). and Penderson. guards. CLATSKANIE HIGH, 21—ASTORIA HIGH, 32. On Friday evening, February 7, 1913, the Astoria High defeated Clats- kanie High by a 32 to 21 score. It was in this game that Astoria determined the interscholastic championship of the Lower Columbia River. For Clatskanie Conyers was the strongest man. but Billie of Astoria was easily the star throughout the game, making eight field baskets. Furney made seven baskets from the foul line. The line-up was as follows: Astoria High—Furney (Capt.) and Billie, forwards; Gerding, center; Sanders and Anderson, guards. Clatskanie High—Dailey and Conyers, for¬ wards; Barnes, center; Eleutson (Capt.) and Meyers, guards. VANCOUVER HIGH, 11—ASTORIA HIGH, 18. On Eriday. March seventh, the Astoria High basketball quintet closed a successful season, winning five games out of six played when they de¬ feated Vancouver High by the decisive score of 18 to 11. This was the last game of the season played on the home floor, and was the cleanest game played in the city during the season. The visitors were a gentlemanly bunch and although thcv put up an excellent exhibition of basket ball the locals had them out-plaved. Davis, one of the Vancouver guards, was the star of the game and it was chiefly through his spectacular passing that the score was not larger in favor of Astoria. Following is the line up: Astoria High—Burns and Furney, forwards; Billie and Gerding, center; Nelson and Sanders, guards. Vancouver High—Hathaway, Corman and White, forwards; L. Hathaway, center; McMullen. Davis ami Ryan, guards. — 85 — irls y (t iletics===bij bJvose O tfarre l he Senior class has been too busy this year to indulge in athletics, lint regardless of their lack of time, several Senior names are prominent on the Society basketball teams. The Senior players are: Rose Anderson; Dorothy Epping; Carolyn Waterhouse; Margurite Pinnell; and Anna Thompson. ith only one game to their credit for the year, the Junior girls claim the championship of the high school. This game was played with the Sopho¬ mores and was the best and most exciting game of the season. The Junior team, composed of some very excellent material, was: Forwards, Jennie P.angsund (Cap: ). and Hazel Pinnell; center, Gladys Pearson; guards Carrie Glaser, Ethel Rich Dorothy Dunbar. The Sophomores met but one defeat during this season. This was the championship game won by the Juniors by a score of eleven to seven. The Sophomore team was the most enthusiastic one in the school, always out for practice and always looking for a game. Its members were : Forwards, Loise Morgan, Helen Hay, Imogen Lynch; center, Rose O’Farrell; guards, Ruth Spande (C ' apt.), Ellen Wilson. The Freshmen team mad a good showing in basketball this year. The members of the team were skillful players and promise to make their mark in the future. Those who made up the team were: Lydia K ' arki, Jane Smith, Florence Reed, Elizabeth Hart, Jennie Eskelson, Janet Reed, Floy Souden. The girls’ team of the Wauregan Society was the champion of the intersociety games played this season. This team did not lose a game. Their success, however, was due to the enthusiasm and spirit of the W auregan girls. The Wauregans had some difficulty in securing games at the first of the term, due to their excellent record. Later the Forum girls accepted their challenges and several games were played. The members of the Wauregan team were: Jennie Bangsund. Helen Hay, Ruth Spande. forwards; Ethel Rich, center; Rose O’Farrell (Capt.), Elizabeth Hart, guards. The Forum Society girls turned out a good team for basketball this season. The team was composed ot some excellent material and made a good showing in the intersociety games. They held a good second to the Waure¬ gan team. The Forum girls outclassed the Alfredians both in team work and swiftness. Those on the team were: Forwards, Louise Morgan, Dorothy Epping; center, Carolyn Waterhouse (Capt.); guards. Hazel Pinnell, Lydia Karki. Agnes Carlson. The Alfredian girls played but one game this season and in this they lost to the Forum girls. This defeat was due to the lack of practice. Never¬ theless, the Alfredians have a strong team, namely: Forwards, Carrie Glaser, Fanny Koskela, Freida Ball; center, Gladys Pearson (Capt.); guards, Florence Reed, Dorothy Dunbar. Although the Adelphians have some excellent basketball material, they took no part in the games this year, preferring to devote their time to other school activities. The W’auregan girls’ track team carried off the honors of the Indoor Track Meet. The Alfredians came second. Ruth Spande a member of the Wauregan Society, won honors as a track artist by capturing the prize as an individual score-maker. This young athlete made as many points alone as all the other teams put together. — 87 — WAo ' s W o in y{.J(.S. Principal . Mr. Y. M. Stone Instructor in Mathematics. Miss D. Badollet Instructor in History and Latin . Mr. J. F. Johnston Instructor in Latin and German. Miss I. D. Pritchett Instructor in English and History . Miss A. V ard Instructor in English and History. Miss K. Pritchett Instructor in Mathematics and English . Miss B. Wise Instructor in Commercial Course . Miss M. Maginnis Instructor in Science.Mr. C. A. Rockwood Instructor in Manual Training. Mr. Crary Instructor in Freehand Drawing. Miss E. Lamberty Instructor in Domestic Science . Miss E. Summers President of Student Body . Timon Torkleson Vice President of Student Body. Carl Sanders Secretary of Student Body . Emily Sanders Treasurer of Student Body . Hilda Peterson Editor of Zephyrus . Emma Wootton Manager of Zephyrus . Timon Torkleson Asst. Editors of Zephyrus.Jessie Garner, Wetzel Griffin. Advertising Manager of Zephyrus . Wetzel Griffin President of Senior Class . Carl Sanders Secretary of Senior Class . Rose Anderson President of Junior Class. Donald Roberts Secretary of Junior Class . Jennie Bangsund President of Sophomore Class . William Sigurdson Secretary of Sophomore Class. Louise Morgan President of Freshmen Class . Charles Moad Secretary of Fresmen Class . Grace Hammarstrom President of Wauregan Society . Alfred Gerding Secretary of V auregan Society . Jennie Bangsund President of Forum Society . [Martin Nelson Secretary of Forum Society . [essie Garner President of Adelphian Society . Alfred Anderson Secretary of Adelphian Society . Rose Anderson President of Alfredian Society . Albert Anderson Secretary of Alfredian Society . Carrie Glaser Captain of Basket Ball Team. Leo Furnev Manager of Basket Ball Team.Alfred Gerding Captain of Football Team . Carl Sanders Manager of Football Team .. George Riefle iaseball Team. . Leo Furnev Track Team . Martin Nelson President of Tennis Club . Dorothy Epping Secretary of Tennis Club. Freida Ball 1 e11 Leader . James Moberg Debating teams: Negative . Jessie Garner, Lorenz Logan Affirmative . Asta Carlson, Lloyd Hammarstrom M anager of Manager of — 88 — yVtanua Jraining (By George McConnon.) Since the breaking away from the old custom of requiring the Manual I raining students to make certain special articles and and allowing them to make whatsoever they wish, the class has more than doubled its number and the grade of work has improved. With five periods of the school day devoted to the work an oppor¬ tunity is afforded to all wishing to undertake it. Floor space was limited this year but it is hoped that more rooms will be added and lathes, band-saws and drill-presses be installed. Each student is provided with a complete set of working tools, work-bench and materials for the finishing of their pro¬ ductions. Manual training proves to be a benefit not only to the boys taking it and the school at large but decreases expenses of the school, as is shown when last year it cost the school board thirty dollars to install two working- tables for the mechanical drawing room, and this year two more were in¬ stalled by the Manual Training Class at the small cost of seven dollars. The high school students made twenty-four work benches which were used in fitting up Manual Training rooms in the Grade schools of the city. The work not only proves to be instructive and practical but an in¬ centive to keep the boys in school. Since the establishment of the classes, but few cases of truancy have been reported and the school board has deemed it unnecessary to have a truant officer, which proves the truth of the following statement: Teach the boy something practical and he will stay in school.” Our manual training shop is one of the best equipped in the state in the line of wood work and the proficiency of practical work both useful and ornamental is progressing steadily under the able instruction of Mr. M. A. Crary. — 89 — rj ie si ness Department (By Leo Furney.) The Commercial Course is the most practical of any taught in our High School, and offers splendid opportunities for anyone desiring a thorough business education. A well rounded course of study is offered which may be completed in two years, comprising the following subjects: Stenography, typewriting, Bookkeeping, Commercial Arithmetic, Commercial Geography, Spelling, Algebra, English, U. S. History and Citizenship. The roms are large and commodious and the equipment second to none in the state. The Bookkeeping Department is fitted up with modern busi¬ ness conveniences while the typewriting room is equipped with up-to-date visible writing machines of standard makes. The growth in the department in numbers and efficiency under the management of Miss Maginnis has been rapid, the enrollment this vear being double that of last. The pupils taking positions last year are still holding them, while the demand for competent office help cannot be supplied. A large amount of practical work, too. has been turned out by the typewriting pupils in response to calls from other departments of the school. There are several candidates for certificates for completion of the course this year. J Domestic vS cience (By iolet Fastabend.) 1 he Domestic Science Department under the supervision of Miss Summers has improved greatly in the past year. It is equipped with electric plates and ovens as well as a good supply of kitchen ware. Two sewing ma¬ chines have been secured, and they have proved a great help in the prepara¬ tions for the exhibit. The girls are busy, too. with their exhibits for the second Juvenile Fair to be held next October. At the fair last year, the high school won the three prizes for cooking as well as other prizes for sewing, and we wish that every one would put forth their best efforts to make our department come up to its own standard of last year. Since other high schools are contending we will have to work all the harder to win as many prizes. W I ' T7t ,!! ! M _1 u During the twenty years in which the Astoria High School has offered a four year course of study, two hundred and thirteen graduates have received diplomas. We are justly proud of our Alumni, for many of them are making names for themselves in various positions. Some have entered the commer¬ cial world, other have chosen a professional life, and a number are attending college. Class of 1893. Kate Dement Hamilton Martha Gilbert Finch John C. McCue Class of 1894. Clara Barker Sianth Alfred A. Cleveland Andrew B. Dalgetv. Violet Bowlby Chessman George Older Class of 1895. Carl Knutsen Nettie Tuttle Hunter Nellie Utzinger Class of 1896. Nell Carnahan Sue Elmore Haradoti Bertha Goulter (deceased) Edwin Hobson Lizzie McCann Skibbe Kate Sinnot, Myrtle Welch Sunderleaf Floyd B. Dement Nellie Gerding Laura Gray Wright (deceased) Andrew Holmes Matty Shively Burgey Florence Twombly Studevant Sigfred Young- 91 — Chas. Abercrombie Amy Holmes May Morgan Starry Annie Shively Henkle George Barker, Elizabeth May Busey Chas. E. Gray Margaret Higgins Stokes Coring S. Stinson Anna D. Campbell William J. Gray, Amy Lemon Bennett Ralph H. Worsley Edith Wood Russell William N. Jones Chas. E. Cleveland Augusta W. Holmes Alma L. Nyland Ross W. Trullinger Oney G. Jackson Alice F. O ' Conner Carl J. Holmes Arthur B. Young Alvin R. Campbell Laurids Lauridson Ethel Timmons Gamble Felix M. Moore Emelia E. LTna Class of 1897. Ethel Blinn Hickok Benjamin Marion Annie Nowlen May M. Utzinger Frank Woodfield Class of 1898. Wilfred C. Curtis Laura L. Fox Paul A. Trullinger Ann McLean Knight Bessie Ross Page Class of 1899. Mary Gray Hartman Austin Osborne Florence Turner Roelofz Chas. R. Wright Class of 1900. Annie Jeffery Coulter Jessie Sands Class of 1901. Florence Goddard Elbon Chas. E. Jones Astor M. Salvon Hattie M. Utzinger Class of 1902. Alfred A. Anderson Alma W. Lawson Carl T. Ross Ida M. Xorberg Class of 1903. Mary D. Dawson Alice Goddard Havard Laura Fastabend Wooden Grover W. Utzinger William H. Wood Class of 1904. Signey Baker Josephsen William Barker Helga M. Erickson John Otto Erickson Ethel Gerding Hoffmann Sarah Blanche Gray Mervyn W. Lounsberry Ellen M. Nowlen Frances E. Norberg Selma E. Norberg George Prescott Wright (deceased) Lois G. Carnahan Pauline Kirchoff Beatty Esther E. Larson Grace Morton Jones George J. Poysky O. Lawrence Rogers Class of 1905. Carlotta Hess Emma Knutsen Rose A. Matson Lester L. Lounsberry Amy Rannalls Ora F. Scovell Emma. E. Shedd Annie W. Bergman Magna S. Carlson May Karinen Sweet Maret L. Seltern Joseph Leahy Class of 1906. Edith Butt Hackett Blodwen Davies Grace Magladry Emerson Kate Wood McAllister Franklin T. Parker Otto E. Utzinger — 92 — Mary A. Adair Harvey A. Allen Marv C. Clark A. Hamilton Garnen Esther N. Gearhart Class of 1907. Yvon D. Guilliume Olga M. Moore Sidney S. Sovey Donald X. Stuart Percy Tagg Stanley P. Young Lillian M. Anderson Gertrude Barker Parker Ella L Gamble Genevieve E. Jeffers Maybelle Larsen Higgins Nellie Lewis Birdie Wise Adelaide Abercrombie Josephine Bangsund Ernest L. Gusten Elizabeth Hess Bessie Huntamer Lewis Mary E. Kelly Hazel A. Lauden Alice M. Reed Nellie S. Salvon Annette M. Stinson Wm. H. Utzinger Fanny Anderson Aurthur D. Danielson Fanny Gregory Anson G. Allen Jennie S. Anderson Alex G. Barry Fanny Berglund Brewer A. Billie Ruth S. B re inner Hazel M. Davies Wilmot C. Foster Ira E. Gaston Margaret Griffin Fred Hardesty Myrtle Harrison M. Blanche Heron Kate Barry Leola Ball Wallace Eakin John Granberg Asta Hauge Tennie Johnson Tunie Juntti Ostrom Esther Jeffers Class of 1908. H. Norman Anstensen Margaret V. Fulton Ruby W. Hammarstrom Agnes Karinen Nellie C. Larsen Jennie A. Weik Gamble Nellie Wilson Class of 1909. Ida B. Anderson Florence E. Foster Wm. H. Holmes Laura H. Jeffers Hattie Kopp Wm. H. Mouler Esther J. Nyland Maude O. Ross Edwin T. Short Carl F. Thom as Betsy W. Wootton Class of 1910. Edythe Ross Anna Sigurdsen ilhelmina Young Class of 1911. Elva A. Jeldness Clias. M. Johnson Grace E. Kennedy Ruth E. Larson Eulalia P . Leahy Violet A. Lockhard Elmer A. Manula Melville Morton Lennah G. Parker Gertrude E. Rohr Frank E. Sanders Evelyn B. Stewart Richard A. Wilson Class of 1912. Ella Karinen Henry Jeldness Edith Lorntsen Gearhart Larsen Leonore McGregor Victor Moore Virginia Peterson August Peschl William Wootton As Our Cubist Sees Them ALMOST “a pujde PE- SCEHDiU? THE nAi«S, flOTlCe THE S Mfipt- of THE HgM . CLAUDIA M. ' alwst a C LA 3 3 i c‘. Cotton b re a. K i n o Another Record. _ Students:- You have now looked through this book and enjoyed its contents to the fullest. Sometimes you may not have agreed with the way it was arranged. The subject matter may have been dealt with more fully, you may think. And as a whole, the effect upon you is not entirely what was aimed at. But a little consideration on vour part will belittle these thoughts and make you see the efforts of the staff in a broader light: make you think and feel as they, that the growth and welfare of the student activities of the Astoria High School depends upon a more progressive attitude toward their interests and make you realize that the present effort is the first to be made to publish a book of this style. It is a step farther in our development. Let us all do our share toward making that .attempt a successful one in order to encourage all at¬ tempts of that nature in the future. The staff as your representa¬ tives, have done their very best, now the outcome rests with you. The advertisers in this book have not only made it possible for you to publish it. but they have made it possible for you to buy it at such a low price. Nothing now would repay them as well as your patronage. As a nnrtter of fact they expect it—that is the reason why they advertised. 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Send for general or special catalogues. ddress, THE RE¬ GISTRAR. University of Oregon, Eugene, Oregon. (Continued from page 49) “I guess I’ll have to turn it off,” he solilloquized,” the water turns off in the potato cellar, and I don’t want to go there now, but I will go,” he added hastily. Then to me, “I’d go any place if you wanted me to.” Being a woman I was takenoff my guard for the moment, but my situation broke in upon me, and I asked suspiciously. “How do you know where the water turns off?” “Oh, I built this house,” he said arily. My head reeled, Binks was an architect too, or rather, (I tried to persuade myself. I ' m sure I wasn’t keeping myself under control) this man before me, this robber, Binks, had been an architect. I never thought to ask him why he didn ' t want to go in the cellar. I only knew that if he once got away from me down there, I could never catch him again. We’ll let the water run, ” I said coldly, and motioned him back to the dining room. We took up our previous positions, one on each side of the table. I leaned my elbows on it and the empty revolver lay on the polished top before me. He sat with folded arms, his chair tipped far back. I caught him looking at me with un¬ veiled admiration three or four times. He always colored guiltily and shifted his gaze. — 98 — SENIORS Is your education complete? You should specialize in some profession or industry that will fit you to become a leader among men. The Oregon Agriculture College offers degree courses in AGRICULTURE; HORTICULTURE; MINING, ELECTRICAL, AND CIVIL ENGINEERING; PHARMACY; COMMERCE; DOMESTIC SCIENCE AND ART, AND MUSIC. If you are interested write for full descriptive and illustrated booklet. Address: REGISTRAR, O. A. C., Corvallis, Oregon. I knew that I was becoming in the dark cerice, with the mellow light of the candles resting on my dark hair and white skin. I had never before tried to impress my at¬ tractiveness on any one, but now, it seemed a veritable imp possessed me, and I tried to look as charming as possible. And worst of all, I just couldn’t remember who he was. The water rose higher, and I tucked my feet up under me on my chair. The fire had gone out, it was awfully cold, and my torn dress hung like a limp rag in the puddle around me. I began to shiver. The silence was growing unbearable, when he said suddenly. “Will you accept my apologies for being so rude to you out in the machine Miss-?” “Jane,” 1 said, and could have bitten my tongue out the next moment. “Miss Jane?” he repeated. “Jane Carter,” I frowned. I wasn’t going to be lorded over and made a fool of by any male, be he burglar, murderer, or the handsomest man I ' d ever seen. Then he smiled, and flashed a row of even, white teeth before my infuriated eyes. “Wont you please?’ he said, “You know you haven ' t even told me why you are bent on killing me, or who you are, or what I’ve done, or who I’m supposed to be, and why you are so angry—and, if you ' ll point that pistol away for a few minutes, I’ll light a fire and hand you that blanket. You look so cold that_.” “Don’t you dare move! It isn’t necessary that any apologies should be made or accepted, we shall never see each other after tonight,—unless it’s at the trial,” and I felt my breath catch. Another look of blank sui prise came into his face. Then he went on instantly. “But you are really cold. Put that blanket around you and tear off that awful long, tattered thing that s trailing in the water, off from around your dress. I won’t — 100 — Anything that goes on with the brush «% Mm , Allen Wail Paper Paint Company Corner 11th Bond Sts. 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He rambled on, asking me what I thought of love at first sight, of militant suffragettes, and women marrying and re¬ maining in the home, and said that he liked dark women better than blondes, and that red was his favorite color, and dozens of other just as silly things, and finally he broke off with asking what all the salad was for. Then he flatly declared that he was hungry, and suggested that we eat something. (Now it seemed awfully funny to me, that he should ignore the array of silver so completely, but just the same, I was glad I had taken the precaution to place my chair staunchly in front of the buffet, where I had dumped the rest of the supply. I had quite lost myself again in his personality. (It was so hard to think of him as being a murderer.) And this brought me back to the realization of what he was and, that it was long past the time when Aunt Marcella should have arrived, and that I was unutterably tired, and the tobacco smoke was giving me a headache, but I wouln’t admit this. “ You m y eat anything you wish, I said, with a tired little droop in my voice. That man s ears must have caught every inflection of sound, for he said, pushing a plate before me. “Here you need something.” then added with emphasis, “It is quite unique us breaking heads with each other, you—and—I . “I don’t wish anything,” I said tartly, trying to remember who he was, though I was hungry enough to eat knives or swallow swords, and I longed for all the longing that was in me for a cup of tea. He nonchalantly arrayed three plates of salad before hrm, and helped himself to the mayonnaise. I watched him with hungry eyes. 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I know why you re afraid to eat. ou can’t chew and shoot at the same time.’’ “I can too.” I said defiantly. “You can ' t. ” “Can.” “Can’t. Let’s see you then, I dare you to.” I grasped at the straw like a drowning man. This daring me to do a thing was different from being forced to do it. 1 placed a dish before me and began to stir the mayonnaise, before dipping up a ladle full. I felt the muscles of my throat become taut and my heart flutter inside of me. The ladle struck something small and hard and round. I remembered, I had not seen my cartridges since I had thrown them on the table, and knew instantly that they were here. Then came moments of awful sus¬ pense. Did he feel them? Did he guess? Could he know that I was defenseless’ I tried to act unconcerned though the blood hammered against my temples Oh what could have happened to Aunt Marcella? He took one generous mouthful. I watched him fascinated, my ears strained to catch the sound of a motor. Would Aunt Marcella never come. He began methodically to masticate it-then his face grew red he choked gasped, grabbed his handkerchief, frantically pawed the air, choked some more and with tears streaming from his eyes triumphantly held up a small cartridge. It was all over. He knew. I was at his mercy, and no one would ever know Uiat became ot me or the silver. Then he laughed. He laughed till my ears rattled an my backbone was jarred. He laughed gleefully, diabolically, and his face kept getting ledder. and redder, and larger, and more diabolical, and twisted and disto ted ofTdin s i lack - and throush a wale, „ a„, safe ■ fell life - 104 — YOUNG MEN WE ARE THE EXCLUSIVE REPRESENTATIVE OF “The same price the world over” l’.Y OUR PAST EXPERIENCE WE HAVE NEVER SEEN SUCH GREAT VALUE FOR THE PRICE. THEY ARE NOBBY AND CLASSY FOR HIGH GRADE CONSERVATIVE SUITS WE HAVE THE WELL KNOWN WASHINGTON’S WAH SING “LEADING CLOTHIER-TAILOR 622 Comm’I. St., Astoria, Ore. G ET READY, on your mark, get set, go! 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Over near the door stood a strange, jolly, fat, little fellow, and beside him my red¬ headed burglar. At my feet was Oliva Livston, her hand firmly imbedded in the coat collar of a meek, scrawney, little man, who eyed her in abject terror. In front of the now blazing fire was arrayed a galaxy of the disciples of Mrs. Pankhurst, led by Aunt Marcella, who had evidently beat Mrs. Livston out in the oratorical contest, for she was now addressing my burglar in the loudest of high falsettos. “Oh Sammy dear, it was so. good of you to come over and take care of Jane. We couldn t get away any sooner. We left as soon as we could but when they started to mob us, we just had to stand up for our rights, and then, when Olivia got arrested, we had to arrange bail and Oh dear Jane! Are you alright now?” And I should think I was compared with that crew of suffragettes. They stood with their skirts draggrng in the water, their gowns more or less demolished, and hats either askew or altogether missing. 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Just think, Sammy, Binks, the most renown burglar of the twentieth century, just naturally wilted away before my onslaught! He didn’t even resist. Oh yes, you know we met him on the road driving away in nis machine. We put him in with us and come on. I handled him up to now, but Olivia is going to take him into the police station. We think she ought to have a share in the capture, being such a prominent member of the Women’s Rights Lecture Organization Well, but let me tell you—.The greatest was when we came around that last curve and ran kerplunk into a big car, all darkened, standing in the middle of the road, it must have been his confederate ' s, (here Sammy squeezed my hand warningly), and busted our steering gear all to smash. And now we’re all going down to the village and take the trolley in.” “But Aunt Marcella—” I began. “Mrs. Carter, I c;n’t think you ' ve caught-” started the ex-Binks, but Aunt Marcella cut us short. “Come on Olivia! Bring the murder-er-r-r! Come on Billy! 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Saari 632 Commercial St. Phone 892 Astoria, Ore “But who—who (sob) are you, S-S-Sammy, (scb) I mean Mr. a-a Mr.—”? I queried. “Yes, Sammy’s my name. Ainsworth is my other but I don ' t go by it. Just Sammy please. I’m your new neighbor half a mile down the road.” “And w-w-why in the w-w-world d-didn’t you tell me who you were?” “You wouldn ' t have believed me, would you? And besides you didn ' t give me a chance. Jove!” he continued, “but Billy’s playing them big. Good boy Bill! Why that story’s worth twice as much, hauling those women in on it, but I don ' t know about the Binks capture. I’m not sure that—” “Who’s Billy I interrupted. “Billy? Why Billy Sutter, reporter for the Star. Billy’s my best friend. It was his consarned business that got me into all this mixup—and paradise,” he added looking straight at me. “Oh I knew you were ' nt really a murderer and a burglar” I cried, giving his hand an impulsive little squeeze. We were silent for a moment, then he said. “Don’t you think Binks would like some salad too? I ' m sure he must be aw¬ fully hungry by now.” “Binks! Binks! Give him salad,” I cried incredulously. “What in the world do you mean?” “Well, Binks has been locked up in the potato cellar since about ten o’clock. It’s nearly three now, and I take it he must be hungry.” I looked at him in dazed unbelief, then he explained. “Your Aunt Marcella hasn’t got Binks, that’s the poor little confederate, He’s the fellow I was chasing in the machine with you. You see, Billy was out after this Binks fellow and I said I d help him. So when Binks came over to my place and tried to lift everything in sight, I naturally objected. We had a little shindy, and Binks got away. He ran over here, and I chased him to the green house, where he fell through the glass roofing. After that I had a cinch. All I did was to step on his rubber hose, — 110 — Wear CROSSETT SHOES, Best on Earth for the Money, $4 to $6. 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Oh Crickey! I’ve got an idea,” he exclaimed jubilantly, “I’ll just bring him up and make him turn off that water, that’s spurting out of the boiler.” He pulled a villanous revolver out of his pocket, picked up some of the salad, and waded toward the kitchen door. I was too dumbfounded to utter a word. Soon I heard a scuffling noise accompanied by creakings and whisper¬ ings in the kitchen and, then the water stopped running, and in another few minutes Sammy appeared radiant. “I say Jane.” he said, “we’ll just leave him here toniglit and bring him in to¬ morrow. Gee, it ' ll give Bill and the lady cyclops a turn. “And we’ll give the $1,000 reward to poor Cummins,” I creed joyously. “The poor thing must be either dead or asleep by now.” Alright, its a fine idea, he agreed “Binks and I must have scared her half to death,” he said after I had told him my story. “And now,” he added, “I ' ll go down and bring up the machine. I dare say they haven’t hurt it any. She’s a pretty tough old piece.” In half an hour he was back. I had made the tea for which I had been long¬ ing, and after we botli partook of the cup that cheers, he bundled me up in robes, and I nestled warm, tired and cozy in the seat beside him as he drove the car slowly along through the cool light of dawn. As we neared the city he began to laugh, gleefully, diabolically again. “What are you laughing at”, I demanded. “That—that pistol. Oh, ye gods and little fishes! That dinky, little pistol! Sammy ! I cried, Sammy Ainsworth, if you ever mention that pistol again, I’ll stop being engaged to you right this minute. I’ll—,” I finished desperately, “I won’t love you any more.” Finis O. I. Peterson, Pres. Asmus Brix, ice-Pres. Frank Patton, Cashier. J. . Garner, Ass’t. Cash. M. E. Masterson, Ass’t Cash. P. J. Brix, Capitalist. ahr Aatnria auinga HJattk of Astoria. Oregon UNITED STATES DEPOSITORY. 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