Barstow School - Weathercock Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

Text from Pages 1 - 142 of the 1914 volume:

GEN. 373 W378 1914 The Weathercock MID-CONTINENT PUBLIC LQBRARY Genealogy 8. Local History Branch independence, MO 64050 317 w. Highway 24 G E 4 'E X' , 1 'H i WEN' -M155 1914 DC OWS l I 5 w 5 1 I Y I I . I . . 1 4 Q 1 5 .1 1 A r I1 The Staff Of the Weather-Cock EDITOR-IN-CHI EF AMARETTE ROOT LITERARY EDITORS DORIS HOWES JULIA COBURN MANAGING EDITORS ESTHER CONNELLY MARGARET HANNA STELLA HOUSTON EDITORS FOR THE PRETENDERSH MARY LEE TOLL MARGARET TOMLINSON FRANCES YOUNG ATHLETIC EDITORS AN NETT MCGEE CLARA MCCORD KxT IARINE LESTER ART EDITORS MIGNON DOWNING DOROTHEA SIMPSON CONSTAINCE PRESCOTT MUSIC EDITORS MARY LOUISE HOEFER ELIZABETH HULL CLASS EDITORS Semor MARGARET PERRY jumor DOROTHY SCARRITT Sophomore GWFNDOLYN GREEN Freshman JEAN DOWNING BUSINESS EDITORS FLORENCE HAIGHT GUENEVERF PRAY MARJORIE LONGAN FRANCES KEI H MEDA ENGLISH FRANCES FENNELLY FRANCES MOSS LUCILLE FFTTY I BETTY SMITH ELIZABETI1 DFDCE 'L ELIZABETH BOWERSOCK ANNA MARGARET HASTINGS HOA? 'I , - A X in 'XGX' iffxfj fx 36' t7 ' 'QV fx WW' ' 'A H Literary Department D C? 'J Tales of the Mermaid Tavern L BY ALFRED NOYES L- GREAT worship-love 7 for the Elizabethan age seems to have sprung YE up lately in the world QEYHAQDTRVEYH of letters. Parker, with his pageant plays, X T' is holding the world spell-bouncll but lj 19 mA,l, i Alfred Noyes in his Tales of the lg 'lss' Mermaid Tavern has given us the most graceful picture of those high and far-off times. l'-lis poems may not be so vigorous and swash-buckling as the virile Drake, but they far outweigh it in passing on to us the mellow romrnce, the overpowering wonder, the alluring charm of that llmrulz by Cazzxfzuzrr I'ru.vmff golden age of epoch-making men Vifalking with him along a street of London, of modern work-a-day London shrouded in fog. he points out to us the blue bus with its announce- ment This night, at eight. the Tempest, and. with his, our thoughts fly back to The Warwickshire Lad. NVith him we wander through the narrow streets and come upon that ancient inn of mullioned panes. And as we knock. the spell is completed. We are back three hundred years. We enter the hallowed tavern amid the clash of wine cups and see all our friends.-our gods,--from Will Shakespeare to Raleigh.-the graceful Raleigh dight in his stained cloak, tall, straight and splendid as a sunset- cloudf' And many more were there and all were young! l've found a tragedy for you. l-lave you heard the true tale of Sir Humphrey Gilbert? cries the Knight of thc muddy coatg and he swings into the roll of an ocean ballad. A strong. heroic picture he paints. of the last adventure of Sir Humphrey Gilbert Knight of the Ocean 6 THE W EATI Hill-COCK Sea. It breaths the lure of adventure, the fresh wind off the bounding waves. the smell of the salt spray. all the heroism and all the pathos of the Merchant Adventurers life. And the song sings itself. as all true poetry should. XVe can never forget the booming of his chorus- Over our fleet for evermore The winds will triumph and the waves roar! But he sails on. sails on before! It awakens in us a fire and enthusiasm that only a simple tale of dearly honored people and true heroism can raise. We feel it is true to our ideals. Rollicking songs are jolly, and high heroism is noblel but there is something even more impressive than heroism, and that is,-struggling failure. Those poor gold-laden spirits that sink for lack of ballast. they are the pitiful warnings of the world: those wrecks of promise, those need- less bankrupts, those total losses.-and all for slavery to some petty weak- ness. These touch us through our sympathies, and through our common sense. too. Gazing at such a ruin fine sense says. What a loss to the world1 sympathy moans, 'iWhat tortures and woes to a golden lad! Look at poor Robin Greene with One groat's worth of wit. Bought at an exceeding price, Ay, a million of repentance, and at Kit Marlowe, the simple fool, Dead, like a dog upon the roadg Dead, for a harlot's kissl The Apollian throat and brow, The lyric lips, so silent now, The flaming wings that heaven bestowed For loftier airs than this! But to think of Noyes as a black moralist. a high-tragedy preacher. a sombre-clad Langland. a dog of a Puritan, is to think of the root as the tree. True, if the center of life be sound. the tree grows straight and grace- ful. And Noyes is sound: a jolly rogue. guffawing over a good joke, amusedly smiling over a witticism, sunny. cheerful, and a good-fellow with all his seriousness. I-low he chuckles over Black Bill, the atheist buccaneer. 'AWith a disk of a lily behind his head Like a cherubin's aureolef' And how amused he is at the drone of Francis Bacon, the ponderous, scientific judge with his Pliny saith and various principles of natural philosophy that make a TALEs OF THE MERMAID TAVERN 7 X ik 3' light gleam of celestial mirth Flit o'er the face of Shakespeare-scarce a smile- A swift irradiation from within As of a cloud that softly veils the sun. l-low light and effervescent is the Companion of a Mile! 'Tis like the first bird song in spring, like a whiff of lilac bloom, like a tenor morris-bell. lt dances tipsily, light-heartedly by. One would almost think the words would dance themselves off the page- - I fitted her with morris-bells, with treble, bass and tenor bells. And o'er a field of buttercups, a field of lambs and buttercups, We danced along a cloth of gold, a summer king and queen. Then listen to him next bawl forth a drinking song. Our Noyes is no molly-coddle. For l-larry the Fourth was a godly king And loved great godly bells! He bade them ring and he bade them swing Till a man might hear naught else. ln every tavern it soured the sack With discord and with din, But they drowned it all in a madrigal Like this at the Mermaid lnn. And then there is the simple, mystic Noyes, the poet who gloats over a sweetly morbid tale and lets his fancy play about a subject awful and solemn until we have a dirge like 'iThe Burial of the Queen. or such a tragic picture as that of Raleighs wife, 'iwith a smile that would make angels weep, nursing his severed head terrible as Medusa. And so in an instant Noyes is the lover, the jester, the moralist, the troubadour, the mourner. What true poet is not! But, like Will Shakespeare himself, the distinguishing quality of the writer of the Mermaid Tavern Tales is a genius for re-creating characters, for making past heroes live again, real yet ideal. To him Raleigh, Gilbert, Marlowe, jonson, Stukeley, Greene, Drayton, Peel. Lodge, Beau- mont and Fletcher have never died. It would seem saerilege to make these gods seem common spirits, and yet it is their very humanness that: so appeals to us. There is something comforting in the thought that they were once men, even as it is consoling to remember jesus was a child. But the danger of such a task is likely to be a shattering of ideals. Noyes, however, has come at the human souls in those Elizabethan geniuses with- 8 THE Wi3A'l'Hi2R-eoczk t succeeding years have out dissolving the mist of romance and sentimen wrapped about them, His Rare Ben is not a thing of beauty with that great pocked face and bull-dog jaws. But Noyes redeems him. A joke were meat and drink to jolly Ben. Were he not eoneoeting some elaborate forgery for Bama. he was swaggering and bragging like a play actor to frighten Dekker, And he could be a warm, strong friend, too. When his companions were in Newgate while he was free, He gripped his eudgel if li if and surged along Chcapside Snorting with wrath, and rolled into the gaol. To share the punishment. But Noyes's greatest triumph is his handling of Will Shakespeare. Think of attempting to paint the sun. and finding onthe canvas. not a star or a moon nor a semblance of the sun, but the very sun itself. 'Tis the elfln Shakespeare that Noyes shows, the Shakespeare that steals the fairy deer for his sweet Anne, Shakespeare, the superman, who understood all things, and because he understood, forgave all things. Better than any statue of Shakespeare could be. is Noyess quiet portrait: Like some rare old picture. in a dream Recalled-quietly listening, laughing, watching. Pale on that black oakcn wainseot floated One bearded oval face. young. with deep eyes. Whom Raleigh hailed as 'Will'! And better than any tribute is that which he puts into the mouth of Greene who, in his jealously, had cried, Trust them notg there is an upstart crow Beautifled with our feathers. - and who. repentant, had generously yieldedg Will, l knew it all the while! And you know it-and you smile! My quill was but a jackdaw's feather, While the quill that Ben. there wields, Fluttered down thro' azure fields. From an eagle in the sun: And yours, Will, yours, no earth-borne thing, A plume of rainbow-tinctured grain. Dropt out of an angels wing. Only a jackdaws feather mine. And mine ran ink. and B-en's ran wine. And yours the pure Pierian streams. THE YEAR Q, To catch the spirit of this ambrosial time. to re-create the characters who have helped create us.-for who among us has not absorbed something of Shakespeare?-this is a task to stagger weakness, to expose mediocrity, but to inspire greatness. The greater the subject, the greater the man whomasters it. We could not bear to have our Shakespeare desecrated by a mean spirit: but a poet, and a poet only. may idealize a poet. lf Noyes had written a ditty to a dragon fly or. mayhap. i'An Ode to His Mistress's Eyebrow. he would have been a pleasing versifier only. But instead he wrote Tales of the lvlermaid Tavernlu. bold. unabashed by the magnitude and scope of his undertaking. And his own song deserves his own praise of Shakespeares UVenus and Adonis. A round. sound. full-blown piece of thorough work. On a great canvas, colored like one l saw ln ltaly, by one-Titian! None of the toys Of artistry your lank-haired losels turn. Your Phyllida-l-uve-lies-bleedingA-Kiss-me-Quicks. Your fluttering sighs and lVIark-how-I-break-my-beats, Begotten like this. whenever and how you list. Your Moths of verse that shrivel in every taperi But a sound piece of craftsmanship to last Until the stars are out lf a storm should shake The Tower of London down, Will's house would stand. AMARETTE ROOT. IQI4, The Year bookshelves and boxes, until, by breakfast time. we had amassed quite a hoard of dog-eared. ink-bespattered books. We swallowed our breakfasts in a rush. Then on with our burdens, until we reached the long-loved yellow building, waiting with wide open doors to welcome us. From within there came a buzz of many voices. We climbed the stairs with. as we fancied, an air of resignation1 the shining gilt letters of the NVeathercock E got up early that crisp, October morning and looked through library brought a tinge of sadness, as we thought. of the dear old seniors who had worked so hard for them. But the gloom was soon dispersed. for even the most persecuted martyr could not remain depressed while being slapped on the back. held up for inspection, dragged up. down, and around to be introduced to new girls, new teachers, new desks. new rooms, new anything. The old things we greeted with delight. because they were old, and we knew their every scratch and splinter. the new things we hailed with equal joy. because, while the newness lasted, they would add the ,O THE XVliA'liI-USR-KIOCK Flavor of novelty to the daily routine of the new year. lhis. as some may have all-Cady gugggcd, was the first day of school. that sensational, chaotic. topsy-turvy day, when periods pass by all unrung. and rules are not yet born. But after these first few days, when thc shine was in danger of being a bit dulled, and the frost was beginning to bite the trees. came the call to arms. Yes, those were really hockey sticks in the gym! Be sure to put your names on them and look out for your s!1,ins. ' And the non-com- batants. if they would not play, had the exquisite pleasure each morning of watching their friends limp stifny into the Academic room, Having tried the mcttle of the brave newcomers by these knocks and blows, we resolved to test the others by another method. A cross- country run and dinner at the Winn farm was our decision. and the remark- able fortitude of this band in eating strawberry ice-cream covered with maple syrup. jelly, and salt, has been handed down as a vivid part of the school history. And through all this we had been getting acquainted. Now we were calling everyone by her first name, there were no longer any new girls, school was very much in danger of becoming ordinary routine. But the fates never have apportioned that lot to our school. Some elf had whispered in the ear of the calendar-maker. and Halloween was marked with a red letter for us, Needless to say, we seized upon it with all its possibilities. classes organized and made their sole aim in life concealment of Someihing from other classesg we carried lumpy and mysterious bundles from home to school and from school home: pianos and voices could be heard drum- ming out old familiar tunes, muffied by closed doors. The faculty seemed to jump backwards into their teens. altho' they couldn't seem to cease being the arm of the law. But who shall disclose the mysteries of that magic night? Then came basket-ball, and along with it the old wails for bloomers, middies, shoes, pins. ties and lost keys. Many and strange were the costumes that were wont to appear on our dusty oval,-marvelous head-dresses. and bachelor shoes, as one discouraged player dubbed her vari-colored footwear. And oh! the excitement of the nrst real game of the year. and the glorified triumph of the conquering sophomores, and that still more glorious victory, when, after weeks of Miss Dunlaps training. we for the first time vanquished an out-of-town school. and found that dread. mys- terious band from Miss Wests School in the end neither giants nor titans, but only girls like unto ourselves. Soon afterwards came a dawn when small. white envelopes were thrust into the hands of a favored few,-those well-known messengers, bringing joy, and fear. and surprise. For that body known as The Pre- tenders had been watching and choosing, Then began the custom of THE YEAR II lvlonday morning talks: blue lX4onday turned rose color. and never did a girl fail to reach her seat long before school had begung for who would linger on the way when good Queen Bess and her gallant Drake were due to visit us. who would miss a moment of College Life, or 'iSuffragettes, or Strikes? At last Father Christmas called for attention, and we were determined to give him such a welcome as he never received before. Prophets and shepherds came from the olden days. a host of heavenly angels swooped down from on high, singing joyous carols. and, with savory odors drifting 'round. came snowy cooks with cakes and ale to help us celebrate the Yule tide. But over all these festivities, a cloud had been hovering threateninglyg now it descended in earnest. The freshman's face no longer beamed from behind her desk top. the sophomore sternly faced the front of the room. the juniors sat silent and depressed. even the seniors grew morose and unsociable. Examinations were upon us. Wednesday the storm gatheredl Friday it lifted. as, paper by paper, the spell was being shaken off, and, altho' still dazed, we actually crept forth, at the end of the three days, into the sunlight again. Suddenly we came to our senses. The first term was ended! Eleven whole weeks of school had passed, and we had not felt the lapse of hours. Eleven whole weeks full of work and fun. And yet some pretend to think school a burden! And oh! how we welcomed it again, when it came as a peaceful release from two weeks of luncheons, dinners, dances. card parties, and teas.-all fun, but too much of it. Too snowy for basket-ball, too cold for hockey, or too wet for cross-country walks, what restful times we had. Then it was that we turned to our row of poets. We even enjoyed our lessons. It was fun to write stories, fun to read German and French, even fun to translate Virgil. We found we had minds as Jvell as bodies,-and we loved the discovery. Now must the Pretenders again come forth as gallant gentlemen in cocked hats, gay coats, and skirts, or fine ladies in middy- blouses, to enliven our conference period with vivid scenes from The Rivals. Kenilworth or 'iHenry Esmond. At this time we were not so entirely absorbed in our own selves that we failed to catch news of the Fuller sisters in Chicago. with their old ballads. Now we had studied those ballads, laughed at them, learned them, loved them, and here they were in their original form almost within our reach. And Miss Witham. who had hrst planted this affection in our minds, and knew how we would love to hear them, went to Chicago to bring them here, and within that very week we had the good fortune to hear those delightful folk songs and their still more delightful singers in memory of whom three groups of Lucca Della Robbias singing boys, now hanging in our upper hall, pour out strains of unheard melodies. IZ THE Wiixi I iieiz-cock ln the meantime, the talent within the school itself was busy. Scenes from Dickens, compiled with great pains by our two tireless managers, was the Pretenders' choice for their llaster playi a choice which pleased both audience and actors. Never were there such jolly rehearsals, never were costumes assembled so quickly, or parts so easily learned. Une enthusiastic spectator exclaimed, Dickens himself couldnt have managed it better! Then again that awful monster, examinations, crept upon us. breathing dire threats and fearful prophecies. But with the end of school approaching, and our goal in sight, we prepared ourselves for the attack, and came out a conquering army. As if to celebrate our release, the peach and apple trees burst into foamy seas of pink and white, the bluebirds. robins, and meadow-larks came flocking from the south, and even the shy wild flowers peeped boldly through the fresh, green grass to greet our victory. And now we returned for the last time, nlled again with that noble resolution Unot to neglect a single lesson, and, for the few remaining weeks, to work as hard for our teachers as they had worked for us. A guardian saint was Sent to watch over us in our labors, our Shakespeare, of the calm, Uvietorious brow. Was it the ghost of a worried frown that Hitted over that brow, dear bard, when Baroness von Blomberg vainly tried to slander thee? Nay, we cannot believe that thou wouldst stoop to listen to such.folly. Thou smilest and art still, outtopping knowledge. Since the'winter term the Pretenders had been discussing the problem of a commencement play, now they decided to relinguish it in favor of the more glorious. and more laborious, pageant. None were more appreciative than ourselves of the great honor conferred upon us in giving us so great a part in this festival. Little did we realize, while we were admiring our beautiful costuming, and the whole exquisite coloring of 'ACalidore, how much care and thought it had taken to bring about the effects. Miss Witham searched New York as well as Kansas City, choosing and matching materials that, inexpensive in themselves, should give the effect of courtly splendor. Busy fingers worked day and night, clcvcr minds planned marvelous costumes, untiring workers produced shoes and shields, harness and banners. Truly we had every right to hold our heads high with pride, for what lady of Arthur's court ever steneilled her own dress, or what knight enameled his own shield? And now how soon will the day come when we must again, some of us for the last time, gather up our papers and bid good-bye to the dear shelf of poets, the singing boys, the novelists, NVill Shakespeare, and all our dear, familiar friends, who have watched us come and go, sometimes in basket-ball bloomers, again in evening gowns, sometimes in the splendid jewels and velvets of royalty. What matters it if lessons have at times BRUTE lNs'riNcT I3 been irksome. or if petty pleasures have been often sacrificed? As we look back upon the long road we have travelled. those rocky places are smoothed out. and it is with fond memories of our many companions on this Path, and never-ending remembranees of those teachers whose kind hands have been so willing to help us on a hard stretch. that we approach the end. But we shall never lose their faces. for wherever we may go, whatever tasks we may have before us, we will always feel their presence, at their head that guardian spirit who has watched over our whole education. whom we worshipped in the primary room. reverenced in the intermediate room. and now love so dearly. But now that road has been travelled. we are at the cross-roads and shall take-which turning? Doixis Howes. iqi4. HE father took the photograph of the worst case from his desk and handed it to the mother: You see there isn't one redeeming feature in the face: he's the result of evil inheritance and environment. he hasn't an instinct that isn't brutal or an appetite that isn't depraved. If l had the authority he'd never leave barred windows and stone walls and armed guardsg he's a menace to the public that it should be guarded from as from a contagious pest. The mother looked at the receding forehead, the evil little eyes with their chopping lids. the flat nose and the sagging lips. and shuddered to think that their owner might at that moment be growling about dark alley-ways. 'Of course there isn't any way you could have prevented his going free. At least he's a splendid type for your lecture: with such a subject you ean't help succeeding. 'iTrue. as a family we are certainly well represented on the lecture platform tonight. To be sure therc's a wide difference between AThe Child in the Home' and 'Brute lnstinctf but.-each in his own way. Now. my dear. l'm ready. The child hung over the banister till she heard the door slam and the motor crunch the gravel of the drivewayl then she tiptoed down the stairs and crept into the dim light of the library. She climbed into a chair Brute Instinct to investigate the mysteries of the writing table, her chief amusement in the evenings when nurse was in the kitchen and mother and father had gone to that indefinite place called Ulecturef' The upturned photo- graph lying there suddenly fascinated her.-somehow it reminded her of a monkey at the zoo where nurse had taken her yesterday. After staring I4 THE WEATHER-cock at it a minute. she pushed it aside distastefully and amused herself by tearing paper into tiny bits and stuffing them into thc brass dogs head that served as a paper weight. But somehow tonight the table top wasn t as thrilling as usual1 she climbed slowly down from the chair, loitered across the room and paused at the door to snap the light on and off several times before she left the library dark and wandered out to a seat on the stairs. l-ler head had begun to feel queer and light like a toy balloon. She laughed a little to think how she would look with a red balloon for a head. Why hadn't she taken that last glass of water at dinner? It would taste so nice and cool now. She wondered if nurse would mind very much if she didn't bathe and undress but just went to sleep on the stairs. But no! probably mother would stumble over her and repeat that the nursery was the place for little girls. So. wearily she climbed the stairs, dragging one foot up after another and stumbled into the nursery, When nurse came up she found a feverish little girl with shaky lingers fumbling over stiff buttons and button holes. She hurried her to bed. answered her plea for water- lots of water. -and left her with a quick. unheeding kiss on her hot little cheekg for there was a gallant young policeman on that block that even now was Ending the back porch a con- venient resting place. And in the dark library? There was a scratch-scratch-scratch as of a diamond cutter being run over glass: the snap of a lock as it sprang back: and the soft sliding of a window casement carefully raised, A Hash light flitted over the room and a dark hgure stepped swiftly to the table and switched on the light. Tne mans quick glance appraised the tables contents1 suddenly he snatched up the photograph lying there and looked at the pictured face and the inscription below. 'iConvict 8430. In sudden rage he ripped it in pieces and flung it on the Hoor. Then glancing about to be sure no valuable had escaped his eye he turned the light out, passed into the hall and silently up the stairs. A door opened noiselessly and he found himself in a room dimly lighted by a shaded globe. I-le stepped toward the dressing table and stood silently alert. gun in hand. as a half moan came from the bed on the other side of the room. He peered through the shadows until he made certain that only a child lay there. Still alert to danger he went to the bedside and leaned over. The childs hair clung to her forehead in damp rings and breathing was heavy and uneven. She murmured something about a red balloons being hot and turned restlessly. The man looked down at her a secondg then straightened up with a shrug of his shoulders. l-le went to the dressing table. picked up a trinket or two and dropped them in the bag he took from his pocket. He passed from room to room ransacking drawers and rapidly piling up his loot. Several times the sound of the childs soft moaning drew him to that room but each time after a quick glance he came back to his work. But the moaning A VALENTINE If grew more plaintive and at last with a muttered oath he crept to the childs side again: her lips were dry now and the hand he timidly touched was hot. Shaking his head helplessly. he held the glass of water to her lips but she weakly turned her head away. For a moment he thought rapidly, or as rapidly as one whose instincts were all brutal could think. Twice he turned toward the stairsg twice he hesitated and looked down at the bag he carried. Surely it could not have been the good in the man that triumphed and led him to the telephone to call a doctor, for the father had said that there was no good in such a specimen and was, even at that moment. claiming that a sagging mouth always showed that a mans controlling impulse was always self-preservation, The man himself opened the front door for the doctor and met his suspicious glance sullenly: told him where the child was, showed the bell that would call the nurse. Then he waited till the doctor had reached the top of the stairs before he again entered the library: as he crossed the room to the window he stooped and picked up bits of something that shone white in the darkness. Then he let himself and his bag out of the window and closed it silently after him. ESTHER CONNELLY. IQI4. A Valentine SENSELESS scrap of airy fairy lace. Midst glistn'ing gauds of tinsel and of gold. How can this tiny billet e'er enfold My minds sweet rapture, and my heart's swift race. Whene'er I hear thy voice or see thy face? The wide. wide ocean seems a tiny drop. Compared to this sea-restless soul of mine. XVhich thou dost govern by thy grace divine: O fair and pure and sweet beyond compare, I pray thee harken to my ceaseless prayer! Doms Howiss. IQI4. THE lVlASQUE OF CALIDORE I7 to be entertained. or glorious event to be celebrated. The climax came with the pageant at Kenilworth in 1574. which the Earl of Leicester gave for the entertainment of Queen Elizabeth. In the procession there was a eavaleade of two hundred horsemen. all bearing torches. with the Queen as the center of the group. At her right hand rode Leicester. who. as Scott tells us. Hglittered like a golden image with jewels and cloth of gold. as he rode mounted on a jet black steed with not a single white hair on its body. The highest born nobles and wisest counsellors, knights and ladies. all in gala array followed to clamorous blasts of warlike music. As the bursts of music grew low and sweet. as if distance were gradually prolonged until only the last lingering strains could reach the ear, a new spectacle was provided. A floating island. illuminated by a great variety of torches. swept gently down toward the bridge on which the Queen was standing. On the island stood the Lady of the Lake. surrounded by Tritons and Nereids. With such a gorgeous spectacle did Leicester entertain his sover- eign: and from that time on, we hear little more of pageants until their revival in the Ioth century. both in England and America. The modern pageant is in some respects a revival, and in others entirely newg for it has developed into a series of scenes accompanied by dialogue. songs. music and dances. We think even Scott himself would have been appalled at trying to describe our Pageant held on the 16th of May.-not all ours. for in fact it was given by the Collegiate Alumnae. but we like fondly to imagine that they never could have done it without our help. What words could do justice to the grand procession. its marvellous color-schemes, and its wonderful. romantic background of Mrs. lVfeyer's estate. with the stately old trees. those gay peonies and iris in their best attire, and the dignified house looming up behind, lordly enough to have been Kenilworth castle itself! But. being conceited creatures. the part of the pageant we are most proud of is our masque, for it was in every sense our own. The lines were written by one of our graduates, recited by another. all the costuming carried out by three loyal alumnae. and the dancing directed by a former pupil of our school. Not to mention the Presiding Genius at the head. inspiring and directing all our efforts. with tireless energy: and her wonder- ful helpers. the teachers. whose affectionate interest never fails us in time of need. And the result? The Masque of Calidore. perfect in conception and execution! The last merry man has hardly disappeared into the forest when, presto, the Court of Arthur in all its splendor is before us. There is the Standard Bearer, with Arthurs lion rampant of silver on a soft purple T115 W1i1x1'111a1zAcof.14 .1 THE PAGES Ere birds at matins in the dell Greet with their choir the chapel bell, ground. There are the two pages bearing a gorgeous illuminated book. - you really would never recognize it as the office tele- phone book, so adorn- ed is it with gold and color. There is the court minstrel. a dreamy poet in black and gold, and Merlin the magician with his glass ball in which he reads the future, There are the ladies of the court. in gowns of palest rainbow hues. and their knights with helmets and shields glistening in the sunlight. And eclipsing all in glory and radiance. King Arthur himself. the magnificent, high upon his throne. Sud- denly there is a flour- ish of trumpets, and Queene Quinevere walks slowly across the green, repeating the lines of the Masque: There comes through the deep forest straying Calidore and his mother, maying. As lark that longs to soar on wing. The youth's heart prieketh with the Springg NVhen lo! half seene through beechen plot Rideth a Knight to Camelot, Is he an angel burning bright. In glorious silver arms bedight7 Fl.HE lX4AsoUE OF CAUDORE The youth knows not, yet speechless zest Grips at his heart. to seek high quest. Like dauncing leaves with revel gay. Come elves to weave him in their play? Yet still the call of chivalrie Calls him like bells across the lea. CALIDORE AND BLANCHEFLEUR His mother and his mates forgot. He wanders on toward Camelot, Upon the mede the nmides of court Toss golden balls in gentil sport, Never hath Cfulidore vet seene Such bezxutv in l7remnfimd's demesne THE WE,x'ri-if-iiz-eoczig As hath Blanchefleur. that faire white lloure Fallen from Heaven for an hour. Love twines his heart, swift as the pace Of mystic daunce their light feet lacel Yet see where wild lorn spirits sLeal. And round the dauncers wind a wheel AN ELF Of evil charms and magic deep, Till droop the maidens fast asleep, While Morgan darteth swift as fire To Calidore, and by spells dire Enchants him too. Then far away Flees with her troop that evil fayg 'liHE Mixsoiie or CAL1ooRr2 Calidore wakes, hearing the bell, And springs to break the maidens spell. Like blossoms waking to the sun Their heads are lifted, one by one, And gaily then, released from daungere, To Arthur's Court they lead the strarsgere THE SILVER KNIGHT There before all with solemn rite High Arthur maketh him a knight, And Blzinchefleur urms him eourteously Vxfith sword ol' truth. with purity For shield. and last ai mystic horn, Clere inner voice to chide and warnl 22 THE WEATHER-czoczk But hark, the bells: he must not rest. Onward, still onward leads his quest. With far-fixed eyes to goals unwonne He rideth toward the setting sonnc, lXflARIE COLLINS, iqio, Guinevere takes her place beside Arthur on the throne, and then sweet music floats from behind a leafy screen, and Calidore and his mother wander through the woods. The shining silver knight on a white-washed steed rides by, and Calidore is inspired. Then in quick succession come the little Elves, or Elks as the seamstress persisted in calling them. to bewitch him1 the lovely ball maidens with BlancheHeur at their head. to lead him on toward Camelotz and then Morgan le Fay and the wily enchantresses to cast their spell over both maidens and Calidore. But Calidore throws off the spell, and BlancheHeur leads him to Arthur's throne. With exultant joy he receives the sword with which Arthur knights him, takes his arms from the hand of Blanchefleur, mounts his horse, and rideth toward the setting sonnef' The evening performance gave new wonder to the masque. even to those in the cast. Although the colors of the costumes were dimmed and therefore not quite so effective, the darkness and shadows lent mystery and beauty, When the last note of the Shubert Military March died away, we realized, with a tinge of regret, that the Pageant, worked on and planned and rehearsed for so many weeks, was now over. Like Arthur's Knights of old we Doubt if the King be King at all, or come From Fairylandg and whether this be built By magic, and by fairy Kings and Queens: Or whether this be any city at all, Or all a vision. JULIA COBURN, IQI4. THE CAST MOTHER OF CALIDORE - ---- Mrs. Willard Douglass CAI-IDOP-E - - - - Mrs. Samuel Clinton Marty THE COURT MINSTREL - - Miss Marie Collins KING ARTHUR ' - - - Miss Witham QUEEN GUINEVERE - - Miss Elsie Green MERLIN - - - - - Miss Emily Toll BLANCHEFLEUR - Miss Katharine Harvey MORGAN LE FAY - Miss Anne Pcppard 'lSHE MASQUE OF CALiDoRE 1,3 Claudia Gaylord Helen Yoder Susan De McGee Judith Hanna Nancy Toll Margaret jones Catherine Dickey Martha Stout Marv NVatson Marguerite Munger Catherine Marsh DANCE or: Miss Katherine Harvey Miss janet Glover Miss Mary Glover Miss jean Allen Miss Miss Helen Ferguson Mary Tomlinson DANCE OF Anne Peppard Florence Haight Stella Houston An Nett McGee Frances Fennelly Dorothea Simpson Katherine Histed STANDARD BEARER A KNIGHT ON HORSE PAGES - - - DANCE OF THE Ei.vEs Mary Abernathy Ruth Harrison Martha Bell Ailcens Frances Aikens Sara Houston Ramona Deakyne Peggy Smith Marie Lombard Mary Schutz Marion Howes COURT MAIDENS Miss Mary Oglebay Miss Nellie Barber Miss Lothrop Lathrop Mrs. john Robert Crowe. jr. Miss Agnes Thompson BLANCHEFLEUR AND MORGAN LE FAY AND ENCHANTRESSES Dorothy ,Johnston Virginia Beeler Gwendolyn Green Elizabeth Bowersock Dorothy Scarritt Lucile Fetty Esthei Connelly Clara McCord - - - - - Betty Smith Anne Ashley, jean Downing HERALDS AND STANDARD BEARERS Helen ,lane Gallagher Mildred Heath Elizabeth Harwood julia Coburn Doris Howes Frances Keith Frances Moss Margaret Perry Dorothy Cowan Cyra Sweet Dorothy Gorton Elizabeth Dodge KNlGH1'S OF KING ARTHUR-S CouRT Mignon Downing Ruth Ridenour Helen Baker Helen Truitt Margaret Hanna Vivian Turner Helen Foran Miriam Avery 7-4 Amarette Root Frances Young lvlary Lee Toll Marjorie Longan Guinevere Pray Helen Ridenour Katharine Lester Roberta Collings Elizabeth Harris THE W'EATi-iuiz-eoczic LADIES OF KING AR'l'HUiz's Comm Ruth Cllark Gertrude lvlasten Marian Robertson Harriet Buchanan Constance Prescott Margaret Yeomzins Estelle Ball lvlary Louise l-loefer lvlary Frances Buffum KNIGHTS AND LADIES IQNIGI 11's OF CZLADNESS Knights of Gladness H. eighteen merry knights in mail Of green. with shields so gay. W'ere marching o'er the grassy Held Upon a day in lX4ay, Their hearts were blithe as any bird's. Their shoes of silver mail. Their helmets shone like burning steel Up hill and down the dale. Once in a while a knight stepped high, But ne'er a sign gave he There was a thistle in the grass ' To hurt him grievously. They turned their shields for better viewl And ever and anon, They'd part their hair quite tenderly For fear it would come down. And knees long used to hobble skirts Strode bravely to the fray. To help their gracious King in need just as at school did they. But not a knight gave proof or sign That true knight he was nonei Though each a fearful wish suppressed To slip aside and run. MARGARE1' I-IANNA. iq i 4 A DISASTER AT SEA Z7 MWC must sneak away from the passengers! No one must suspect, even if it fails. Mr. Lear jumped a foot! Two desperadoes! A murderous plot! And hc must foil it. Picking up his scattered luggage and trying to moderate any appearance of importance. he gave his interpretation of Sherlock l-lolmes's careless shuffle as he silently tracked the two criminals to their doom. But why, when he was so cool, should his umbrella go clattering down the gangplank and splash with a flat gurgle, as he saw one of the men coo words of encouragement to the deadly black box? Again Mr. Lear was distinctly annoyed. l-le couldnt report that an infernal machine was on the boat. But he could follow it about and see that no harm was done. The departure of the big liner was a happy one. The band boomed forth America and an army of white handkerchiefs fluttered over the rail, hiding many a misty eye. The very first throb of the mighty engine certainly sent some kind of thrill up the spine of Mr. P. Q. Lear, first-class. I-le lcft the delightful mysteries of the ship to be explored later.-that is. if there should be any mysteries left after the little black box had done its work,-and sank weakly on a divan facing stateroom 43. Through that door the men had disappeared. Mr. Lear couldn't follow them but he could wait outside and keep faithful guard. l-le puckered up his scanty eyebrows, stuck on vertically instead of horizontally by some slip of nature. and began thinking what pleasant looking scoundrels these laughing fellows were, But then. The more saint-like the person, the worse the sin, he reflected. Mr. Lear was just then awakened from thought by a metallic voice which. just for a minute, he dreamed was that of his stenographer, ordering him to hand over that fresh copy. Then he came back to earth. and realized that he was really crossing the ocean. and that the next voice. cooing uncertainly, with a high girlish giggle on 'he end, belonged to an elderly maid of uncertain age. Miss Almira Perkins was consoling her mates with a dissertation on mankind. Theres not one of them that would play with us. Well, deep sigh, it's their loss, not ours. Nervous giggles. But at that moment their accusing gaze rested on poor Mr. Lear, vainly trying to make himself smaller than the red-plush arm of his com- fortable couch, Ah, that's a nice little mang I know he'l1 come and play bridge with us! Thus it was a very uneasy, squirming man that renigged the ace of hearts and caused lvfiss Almira with remarkable versatility to suddenly veer from one view to another as she remarked, beaming encouragingly on him, An ideal husband need not necessarily be expert at trivial things, A Dlsfxsraiz M' SEA zo Scx'en. eight, nine? just a few more minutes to live! He was petrified! Why had that doctor---here Mr. Lear muttered something very ungentlemanlyl- made him get on this infernal boat to save his nerves? Fourteen, Hfteen-. His nerves were ruined! Seventeen--. He pictured himself hurled violently into the air among splintered timbers, and Miss Almira calling him to put her cards into the golf-bag! A chuckle issued from one of the heartless villains. Twenty-one, twenty-two. twenty-three---. lxlr. Lear by some desperate acrobatic feat clawed at the canvas and thrust out the top of his head. Yes. there was the black box, and one man grasping the cord which held the spring. Twenty-seven. It was only a matter of seconds now. Twenty-eight. 3-- lX4r. Lear was frantic. Twenty-nine?-H. His eyes were glued to that box. He was hypnotized. powerless! Then he found power to close his eyes. Thirty! Where was the explosion? Maybe he was dead! lVIaybe4--- Mr. Lear's eyes openedTopened+-almost burst! From out of that fatal murderous box floated a little white thing, an innocent little tuft of feathers that soared up in the sky and flew straight for that in- visible strip of blue mist that lay beyond the sunset-land! lt was a pigeon, a carrier-pigeon. ohl--! For sometime Mr. Lear lay prostrate in his life-boat, dazed. Inside. two gay young fellows were pounding on the piano and singing. The fifty is yours if she makes No. 8 lN4t. Vernon Street tonight, one was taking breath to say. Ivlr. Lear heard, gathered himself together. crept in, guilty, sheep- ish, glad to find comfort in Almira's clucking brood of sympathetic maidens' DOROTHY SCARRITT, 14915. , . LIFE IN A FRENCH BOARDING SCHOOL 31 so many things to do that it was oftentimes almost impossible to decide which would be the pleasantest. Should we go up the Seine and have tea at St. Cloud? Should we go to the Autumn Salon? Should we go to the Automobile Show? Or should we go for a drive in the Bois and have tea at the Pre Catelau7 Any one of these sounded alluring. But between the Thursdays and Sundays stretched the school days and these were about like days in an American boarding-school. The one great difference lay in the lack of out door sports. You might play tennis or ride horseback, if you were allowed, but there the choice endedg there were no basket-ball games. no hockey matches, no field sports. no cross-country walks nor any of those jolly good times that, to quote Burke, 'ihelp deceive the burden of life. ln brief. the great difference between the French and the American boarding schools lies in the fact that we have advanced while they are still at the place where they were years ago. An American girl is independent and ready to take the initiative, while a French girl stands by. waiting for some one to point out the way. The watchword of an American school seems, Learn to steer your own boatgn and for a French school, Sit quiet in the boat, little passenger. and let us hold the rudder, we know how, so you never need to. CLAUDIA GAYLORD. iqi 3. 33177 32 'lui-lE XVEATHl:R-CLOCK Home Again H, little brown wren, you've came back again. To the country side with its kind old trees. lts sunny helds, and its honey bees. And where have you been this long year past? Have you weathered the storm and sweeping blast? l-las the world been cruel or kind to you! Did any one scatter your pretty nest? And send sharp pangs through your feathery breast. Dear little friend? Yes, l've suffered too: never mind, little wrenl For the winter is gone and were back again To the country side with its kind old trees, lts sunny fields. and its honey bees. So forget the world with its merciless stings. lts thankless tasks, and its cutting slingsl For. oh little wren, we've come home again! MARION Ei.i.i3T, 1917. Dream Elves LAY Hat on my back on the cool grass, languidly gazing up into the blue dome above. A few fluffy clouds slowly floating across it formed themselves into a chain around the amphi- theatre of my dreams-a snowy border. Now, as the scenery is set, my dream elves appear out of the deep blue. There are many of them. Here is a swaying muscial-elf with a flower- wreathed lyreg there comes a thoughtful author-elf with quill and padl now an artist-elf with canvas and eolorsg follows a sober poet-elf with golden hair and dreamy eyes,-But are they all mine? No! 'Tis well when l peacefully look upon their sports to call them mine1 but when l try to capture one of them they vanish. They do not come for the asking! They are clever little beings who answer to the sonorous call of their chieftain. Work. to the soft entreaty of Patiencep and to the winning song of Love! FRANcEs Youisic, iqi4. THE AWAKENING 33 The Riddle of Time and Space the Sophomore English class that memorable day--April zgrd. Miss NVitham was teaching us exposition. and had just given us a very interesting assignment. Every girl in the division was to ask some question that she had never really understood, and some other girl was to volunteer to explain the difficulty. We got together a jolly lot, from What are the duties of a bishop? to What is government control of railways? But the worst enigma of all was the one that fell to my lot, Edith, who sits near the door, right in the draft of that crazy April wind, started the un- answerable question of time and space. Why can we travel over space again. but never over time? My doom was sealed. Why on earth did she not ask me. NVhy is night not day? For certainly night and day are more tangible than time and space. l worked laboriously and heatedly Cfor it is hot in Aprill over this riddlel and finally came to this misty solution. We can travel over space at our own pace. but we must let time have its pace with us. Time and tide wait for no man the old T must have been a wind of spring madness that swept over saying goes, and that pace of time. evenly fieeting. can never be changed. You cannot hurry an hour, nor hold it back, You can buy space-an acre of ground and walk over it day after day-but it must be day fl-fllil' day. never the same day. ln an exciting game of tennis you may make a splendid playg you may make the same good play again and again and again, in exactly the same way, in exactly the same place in the courtg but you can never make the play again in the same second or iziinute,-but always it must be minutes or hours later. There is never again the time of yesterday. or the time of todayg only the time of tomorrow can you travel.--and that not travel over again. The more one gets to thinking of these things the more Ncobwebby he feelsg until he decides he would better not venture into such hazy regions. But the Sophomore class is always venturesomel and such riddles as this are meat and drink to it. BETTY SMITH. 1916, The Awakening MAN was tramping aimlessly over dry leaves, climbing listlessly over fallen tree trunks and never realizing the beauty and mystery of the forest about him. l-le was not an old man or a cynical one. only a tired one. tired of the conventional living to which he had been doomed since childhood. All his life he had been imprisoned by it and trained to demand it: he could not know that his soul really longed for the rare sympathy of the wild. not the tamed. folk, and that the primitive love of man for primitive 34 THE WEATHER-cock things was stirring in him. As yet, however. he was unadmittcd to the brotherhood of the wild. The very ground ovcr which he wandered. could have answered his need, had he but known it: for, over it were countless layers of leaves, whose very rustle was of unknown things. The mystery of forest life was but faintly hinted at, perhaps by a moving speck of sun- light through the woven canopy of leaves overhead. perhaps by a stirring shape more felt than seeng or the elusive call of an unseen bird answered from afar. But the Man knew not these things. for he had not yet awakened. On he stumbled. lost in himself. Then suddenly his attention was drawn to irritated chattering. so abrubtly commenced that it actually aroused his jaded curiosity. The Man was taken off his guard. was startled. But he could see nothing and, exasperated at himself for taking interest in merely a noise, he sat down on a log to pursue his own thoughts. But the chattering continued: again the Man looked up. The wild creatures. however. instinctively realizing the attitude of the Man. kept themselves unseen, still angrily scolding. Then little by little, the Man began to feel an interest in the chatter: and, as if in response to his change of feeling. the scolding note in the noise gave way to one of milder disapproval. At last the Man became thoroughly intent upon listening and, as if by magic, the news was flashed to the wild creatures. A gentle rustling swept through the trees1 forms seemed to move. Once the man thought he saw a pair of bright black eyesz he was sure he caught the pattering of little feet. Then silence again. But all at once came a sharp scratching. and a chipmunk scampered down a tree along the log and disappeared. He was followed by another in mad pursuit and the second by a third. For some time the man watched the sly creatures appreciatively smiling with delight-actually smiling- whenever one of them dodged adroitly his pursuer or made a clever little attack. Then one chipmunk ran down a tree and disappeared. Soon the Man heard him setting up an exultant crying, and looking closer. he saw that the scamp had discovered a bird's nest. hidden to be sure in the juniper, but not well enough hidden to escape a chipmunks eye. At his cry of dis- covery the other two gave up their play to join him. The Man watched. almost in suspense at their indiscreet uproar. lt increased until the chip- munks seemed overflowing with mischief. They were quiet for a moment. holding a conference. Then one climbed up on the stump. and the other two robbers began to stir around in the nest. First they poked around the eggs. then they began to play with them,--and then they broke one. just at this second the mother pheasant came whirring through the pines. The Man felt her anger-one of the chipmunks her beak: but escaped to a tree to go on with his scolding. But the pheasant had settled on her EcHoEs FROM THE PAGEANT 35 nest to mourn for what was gone, to protect what was left-to bear her tragedy as human intelligences must. Then the Man rose and with new seeing eyes looked again at the forest. He noticed for the hrst time the silence, and looked up at the giant trees. down at the junipersg heard birds call that he wanted to answer. He saw the wonder of the forest at last, l-le looked into the far stretching woods ahead, as one looks forward to a lane of promise. l-Ie wanted to come into his own. l-le had awakened: he claimed for himself an existence such as that of the creatures he had just come to know. an unrestricted. alert. intent existence. governed not by conventions but by instinct and nature. MARGARET VAUGHAN l-IANNA, IQI4. Echoes From the Pageant A PAGE OF Tl-IE PAGEANT l-IEN I say a page of the pageant I don't mean merely a leaf of the pageant. Oh no! Something far more important than that! l mean a regular page of King Arthur's court with all the grandeur you can think of from silver and black boots to a silver band around his hair. And grandeur it is! Little do outsiders know that the beautiful book for King Arthur to read whenever it is his will. with its illuminated gold pages, was once nothing but our ofnce Bell Telephone book. Little do they realize that the foundation of those beautiful shoes once lived the unhappy life of a pair of ten-cent soles in jim Hughes' emporium, But outer decorations are not all the fun of being a page of the pag- eant. They do not compare with standing on the right hand of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere's throne, watching Calidore turn from a happy care- free boy to a solemn knight1 seeing the little elves and the graceful enchant- resses come dancing in from the dark: and feeling the sudden thrill when, after walking slowly forward, to strains of sweet music, the page of the pageant places in Blanchefieurs hands the helmet for Calidore. Then the procession, with the feeling of pride that there are only tum pages and that people are praising their lovely flame and silver coats with their silver angle-worm fringef' the lovely. comfortable grey tights with their silver net-work of mail. That net-work!-never will l forget how our beloved costumersu cut and pieced and squeezed itaand us!-into shape! 'iThis has to do for two knights and King Arthur! one of those blessed helpers would say in dismay holding up one little tiny strip of silver cloth. hardly enough to cage a fly. And-but space won't let me tell all the joys of a page of the pageantg so l will stop with saying that maybe the elves and enehantresfes did have fun, mayb: the court ladies and knights did have 36 THE WEATHER-COCK fun. but between you and me and King Arthur's throne-I'd rather be a page! ANNE ASHLEY. 1qi7. A KNIGHT OE THE PAGEANT CC N days of old when knights were bold And barons held their sway. a coat of arms was a much prized thing and one had to deserve it. But now one can be had for the looking. The best place for the search is the Encyclopedia or a book of heraldry. Of course it is wise to vary the design a bit or the former owners descendants might resent your freedom. If you have any drawing ability you can easily design and make one, Coats of arms are supposed to be apropos so your design must be full of meaning. If you have a turtlish disposition use a cross. But since they are hard to make you will have a worse disposition afterwards. The arms in the pictures are striking but they have such decorative lions and horses that only artists can have them, unless you can trace. Then the device would probably be not of your type: and think how awful it would be to have a coat of arms portraying some one's else waspish temper when you your- self are really 'Ameek and mild. But, take your sheet of cardboard, silver-paper, rulers. and a box of water-colors and be of brave heart! Build up a shield, and a pedigree, and a character all out of 'iwhole paper. and be thankful that you have no real dragon or robber baron to kill in those dark iris beds back of King Arthur's throne! MARGARET HANNA, rom. AN ELF OF THE PAGEANT :Xml ROM out the wood there came an elf, And wondrously he loved himself: He strutted along with the joyish air.- This elf so green and debonair. N But on he tripped so light along, Singing his happy little song, L 19 He saw a spider on the tree. And shuddered to himself, Dear Me! V k Dra on by fbfarzrex flies: He drew his sword all glittering bright And drew himself on guard for fight: In the spiders side he made a rent, Then, whistling, went on quite content. ELIZABETH ELL1soN, 1917. ECHOES FROM THE PAGEANT 37 THE COSTUME SHOP URING the two weeks previous to the pageant Lieben's down-town shop might just as well have gone out of business. For. being not at all abashed at the idea of making nearly a hundred costumes, we decided to become our own costumers. We hired seamstresses, borrowed a machine, gave our time from early to late and began. The usual Good morning about school was changed to 'Ale-lave you been fitted for your costume? lf the answer were no, U the offender was seized. and straight- way led to the fitting room, to be introduced to the eostuming corps. There the victim became drunk with delight, for perhaps if they were just a second too long she might miss a minute of the Latin class! She would gladly endure a whole paper of pin pricks for that! Then she would return with visions of pink and gray and green gowns for court ladies, and green shiny skins for elves. dancing before her eyes. Were she an elf, she was pinned into that same tight skin and bade to leap about, bend low, go upstairs. to be sure that no seam was too tight. So on up the line the regalia went. from elves to enchantresses, to court dancers in gold and white. to knights in clanking armor, pages, grooms. poet, enchanter, to King and Queen themselves. Everyone worked: every one created-some- thing out of nothing. Knights made shoes in a night Cno offence intended!j1 balls were gilded as if by magicg two crowns and a helmet were nailed to- gether into a Simple Coronetf' medallions of cretonne were soaked in green ink to appear like figures of some black art upon the enehantresses' gowns1 the dappled charger was Httecl to most gorgeous trappings. And all this through an untiring school spirit that brought back three Alumnae to work with teachers and pupils. Vifhy? Because the school must look its best. So until the last hook and eye was sewed on, and the last elf's toe stuffed with cotton, we all worked devotedly. And we were repaid. The school did look its best. l'lELEN YODER, 14913. AN ELK OF THE PAGEANT C6 l-l. aunty. l'm going to be an elf in the pageant! What's dat you say you'se gwine to be? But wherell l get my costume? A'Don' yer worry. honey. mammvs gwine ter perduce that costume! -And don't yer bother me nuther while it's making. CA week later.J Bless yer, honey. yer costumes all ready! Here 'tis sartinln NVhy, what are these, Aunty? Brown elk's horns? An elk's skin? Shoes like hoofs. Auntyiu Shure nuff, honey. Didnt yer say as yer was to be an elk. yu JUDITH HANNA. 33 THE WEATHER-cock H Red Letter Days The Monday Morning Conferences QNFERENCE Period has become for us one of the happiest memories of the past year. To plunge into gg a week with a stirring or inspiring talk has been our good fortune. No matter how weary and spiritless we have left school on Friday, we have invariably come back on Monday chipper and keen for whatever treat awaited us. Many and varied have been the treats we have enjoyed. We have been led into regions we had not known before, we have had glimpses of a greater world than had hitherto come within our ken. With Sir Francis Drake we have sailed the Spanish main singeing the King of Spains beard, slashing and fighting the Armada in Gods name and the Queens Mrs. Merrill, of Chicago, read us Parkers pageant play, A'Drake1 and to hear her was as good as seeing a whole cast of great actors or being with the 'iMerchant Adventurer himself. With Elsie Green. one of our honored and distinguished Alumnae we trod a college campus and saw the ins and outs, the joys and triumphs of a 'Student City. After she went many a girl went back to her Latin with new fire, and turned her eyes more steadfastly than ever toward college. With Miss De Long, charming and whimsical, we tramped through the Pine Mountains of Kentucky1 saw such things as we had not dreamed of,-Christmas trees in Hell-for-Sartin, where the usual order of events was a drunken spreeg children, nay, even their childish parents made happy with Upoppetsf' ballads sung to a zithern by old cronies as they carded the household wool1 and knowledge-hungry boys wistful for'A larningf' Through our efforts, we are glad to say, there is one less longing lad, for our one hundred and twenty-five dollars will keep one student a year at Miss DeLong's School, Miss Barstow, in her talk in response to a request to know about the school in old days, led us backward over a flowery and well-loved path. It was our own path we traversed with her, for many of us have known no other school than this-and with her we re- joiced at our triumphs and successes. May our future be no less glorious! Next we took up a question of today, with our loved English assistant. again one of our old girls. Miss Toll whisked us to Denmark, where she showed us Mhow a strike ought to be run. Miss Toll had just come from ,THE I-lfiistoweew PARTY 3o the hearing in St. Louison the Shirt Waist Strike, and she made a subject foreign to our natural interest seem vitally important to us. She awakened our Msocial conscience. This paved the way for our next peregrination into the feminist world. lvlrs. Douglass came to us and talked on the suffrage. As it was a subject we talked of much. but in regard to which we were a trifle at sea. it was a blessed relief to get some good sound facts wherewith to strengthen our arguments. lvlrs Douglass gave us a comprehensive and scholarly history of the movement. and some arguments that were not mere gush and sentimentality. She presented straight facts and let them speak for her, Miss Scofield, as a great surprise. got us all on tip-toe in one conference to see her photographs of the works of the great masters and to follow her skillful finger as she told us what to admire and what to condemng and sent us forth fully confident that each of us could judge a picture for herself. And then, where have we not been with our own Nfiss Witham? ln Mexico, getting our first clear. connected view of that turbulent countryg in Scotland HBesidc the Bonnie Brier Bushf' in the theatres hearing of plays and players. both new and oldg in old Boston on New Years Eve: and even through the Civil War and Reconstruction Period for a new light on Abraham Lincoln. She has blamed and praised us-nor have warnings or praises been in vainl she has encouraged and inspired us. Long live her Monday morning conferences! They precipi- tate the week on its way with a fine flourish,-and 'iwell begun is half done! AMARETTE Roor. IQI4. The Hallowe'en Party F ghosts and goblins could have peeped under the window shades on the last night of October ioig, they would have been dismayed to see how far from the ranks of customary Halloween doins we had strayed. There were no dim lights or dusky corners, no blood-curdling visions in white. or terrible faces to haunt our dreams. As far as we were concerned all pillow eases and sheets reposed in neat piles in linen rooms in our well ordered homes, for we were taxing our originality to its greatest extent and the results were startling at least. The faculty took on the very appropriate garb of policemen and kept watch throughout the evening that there should be no 'tmanifestations from the spirit world. Early in the evening they also favored us with a song that fairly cracked the plasterg certainly the famous police chorus in Pirates of Penzance never received greater applause. Perhaps the faculty were not closely on guard, for somehow a gypsy camp was set up under their very noses and the Intermediates in pictur- esque regalia of bright colors and jingling bangles sang and told fortunes 4O THE W i2A1'HEiz-czoek around the embers of their fire. Too soon they were driven out by the militant methods of the Freshmen Suffragette Parade which brought along H U : a number of thoroughly subdued husband and howling IQ - ' -fl babies. Of course they held the floor some time and QC- . the groups of onlookers fully appreciated the bom- Pft bastie wit of the feminine free thinkers.. Happily to q T say. no damage was caused from llying bricks for the M Km marching delegates were not crossed in any particular and so had no cause for militaney. 0 EL The Sophomore class stunt offered a splendid x y contrast to the Freshmens. From skinned back A K K hair. wide skirts, sensible heels and Uwinter-before-last Z, hats we were rushed into the midst of a French shop V T filled with lovely manikins, in all the glory of iqig fashions. The daintiest of blouses and froeks with very narrow skirts were shown: hats most stunning and hair most fluffy in the pre- vailing modes. In R IJIWITUII fy D01'i1Mi'11 .swlllll 155012 a few moments our K t, - . e. minds were set at rest as to the trend of styles for the -a ff f l 5 9 BOQDQQ I - Il f I l we had a shock .1 I i i X P ' fx when a small boy 1- ' visiting the shop ' N Q I turned a mouse -N , loose and all the lr 1 lovely manikins Q X came to life with S X4 a start, picked up 1 X Xe their skirts and I literally flew. lf. When we again ' I 5 caught our breath ff' we found the jun- N iors had taken the coming winterg but X , I ly? I I l r floor and WCF6 pre- IJIWITUII Qi' I: fzgifbulh Hw7m'1'.fmK' senting an auda- cious take-off of our revered Field Day. Girls in French heels were making vain efforts to run relay races: two teams in hobble skirts made amusing pretense at an exciting basket-ball game. Running high jumps did not f GiF'i's TO THE SCHOOL IN ioig-ion, 41 intimidate these young ladies. for they toddled to the jump and stepped daintily over the measure stick. Very well for juniors who are noted as athletes to take such an attitude but beware that ridicule be not misused. The reverend Seniors alone presented a true aspect of Halloween, if grotesque figures with enormous heads and 9 Qi spindle legs are a true feature. They did a Z few rounds of a mystic dance and ended with E a song to the effect that having gone through all stages of development they were authorized 4' TTT' in stating that to be a Senior was to have .ff B il reached the zenith of power and glory. ' The Seniors then led the way to the gym which on this one night of all its Q prosaic existence blooms forth in radiant g' attire1 jack o'lanterns leer from corners, QW candles twinkle everywhere. shiny apples bhixmjmk swing temptingly and the table groans aloud 1 . . to be relieved of its delicious burden. Eats 137717011 Kg' Buffy .slllifh ' are shortly dispatched and we answer the call of Castle-walk and l-lesitation upstairs: it is Friday night and we should worry so we exchange dances here and there and trip the light fantastic to our heart's content. ESTHER CONNELLY, ioi4. Parsifal NE of the greatest and most appreciated surprises of our Senior year was Miss Barstowfs invitation to the Seniors who had been longest in the School to occupy a box at Parsifal on Easter Sunday. We were chaperoned by lvliss Dickinson. the teacher who has been longest in the School. We are sure that no box held eight people who enjoyed the afternoon and evening more, During the intermission Mr. and lVIrs. Root gave us a cosy little supper at the Coates House. Only Miss Barstow herself, who was obliged to be East, was lacking to make our opera a com- plete sucecss. But we thought of her all through the evening. and spoke many times of her thoughtfulness in giving us such a treat. Gifts to the School in 1913-1914 HARLES LAMB, cleverly parodying an old proverb, wrote Presents endear absentsf' and if anything were needed to endear the Senior Class of 1oi3 to us, we surely have it in their substantial parting gifts to our School. As you enter our wide west door and come into the hall you are greeted at once by LI life-size bust of our master. Vvfill Shakes- 41 'rl-IE WEA'rHER-cock peare, given from the proceeds of The Weather-cock of last year. Further along the hall beside our English recitation room are shelves and shelves of books-complete sets in brown, green. and red of Kipling. Thackeray, Dickens. Stevenson. and Meredith. So boundless is the treasure their covers contain that, standing before them. one realizes Napoleons feeling when he said to his soldier's beneath the pyramids. A'Soldiers. fortv centuries look down upon you! We have enjoyed passing back and forth under them day by day, and remembering the evening of Commencement last year when they were presented to us, again in the name of The Vifeather- Cock by Claudia Gaylord. And happily, they proved only a beginning, for one stormy day in mid-winter an electric heavily laden came ploughing through the snow to us with another burden of treasure.-sixty volumes. bound in calf, of English Poets, presented by Mr. E. O. Haight, and bearing a graceful inscription in memory of his daughters attendance of many years here. The magazines may talk of President Eliot's twelve feet of books, but The Weather-cock sings the praise of Mr. l-laight's full twenty feet. For our next gift you must climb the stairs and there see the three great bas reliefs of Lucca Della Robbia's Singing Boys -trumpeting and tooting the little Intermediates on their way to their room. They arrived miraculously after the concert by the Fuller Sisters, when the business manager, Florence Haight, found we had more money than we knew what to do with. And down stairs near the office door, hangs the people who were really responsible-the three charming sisters who seem to be saying to us when we are summoned to the office. NO, no. john. rio! Let us hope that the girls of our school will enjoy these gifts of the year as much as we have.-and remember that every one has her turn to leave behind some reminder of her presence, as well as to carry away with her that greatest gift of all,--loyalty to what we know we have here of 'lthe good. the true, the beautiful. FRANCES YOUNC, IQI4. Our Shakespeare-Bacon Controversy MID the pending suffrage, divorce. and commission government discussions of the day has crept one to which Kansas City has given scarcely any notice. At least not until it was brought very forcibly before us on the evening of May 5th by the Baroness von Blom- berg of Boston. This was the Bacon-Shakespeare question in which she has been vitally interested for years. Did Bacon really write Shakespeares works? Not only those attributed to the world famous dramatist but also those usually accorded to Jonson, Marlowe and Spenser? lt would change some of our ideas radically and on the instant we are ready to disapprove OUR SHAKEsPEARE-BAQON CONTROVERSY 43 such a statementi but on lengthy consideration it seems not only possible but even probable. To write the lives of Englands kings would require more than ordinary intelligence. in fact a close insight into court life, and we know Shakespeare to be without education or culture. lvlorever ab- solutely nothing in his life is authentic. We can pick up a book of biographi- cal sketches. a good share of whose papers which will be given to the man whom the world calls Will Shakespeare. and we will always find all state- ments prefaced by. lt is said. or lt is supposed, or lt is commonly thought, but never once by lt is known. On the other hand through the labyrinth of intricate and endless biliteral and numerical ciphers, scholars think they have found that Bacon himself was the son of Queen Elizabeth and the Earl of Leicester: and consequently would have a perfect knowledge of court affairs. Some of my interested readers may wonder what a numerical cipher is. and I am free to confess I don't understand them at all but that each letter of the alphabet is numbered, twice by a long count and a short count. These numbers when added. subtracted. multiplied or divided, or done anything with as it seems to those who have not made a study of the art. all mean Francis Bacon I. King of Englandf' and apparently in every book written in the Elizabethan period may be found clear and determining evidence that the men whom we have always known by the names of Jonson. Marlowe. Shakespeare and even Spenser were individually and collectively none other than Bacon. Not only was Francis Bacon an author. a king, a scientist, and a statesman but he was a prophet. Through the medium of biliteral ciphers it is conjectured that in the year of IQI4 there will be found in the bottom of the river Wye, several boxes containing thirteen plays, more wonderful than any we have yetg documents in regard to the Elizabethan period that will entirely revolutionize English history. and old jewels, letters, seals. and relics of Elizabeths life. We may doubt1 we may laughl we may jeerl but l myself. as the latest proof. happened upon a passage in Burke's Conciliation with America which proves it was written by Bacon. On page 14. line 26. appears the word speck. To begin with speck is the German word for Bacon. and in the second place 26 is a very important Bacon number. The two is B Qfor Baconj and the six is F Qfor Franeisj, so there is no room for doubt. And. soberly speaking. this seems about as conclusive to us as any of it. I am afraid that it will be quite a while before this question is decided positively.-though innumerable people are working steadily: and for them who are superstitious, it remains to be seen in the next seven months whether or not the sixty-seven caskets which have for so many years been successfully hidden in the river will be brought to light: the rest of us who are at all interested in this important modern problem can do nothing but wait expectantly. But whether we believe or are skeptical. 44 THE XVIZATI ima-c.ot:K we all enjoyed that fresh wind of utter absorption and belief that blew into school with our lecturer. Asked to give the best reason for her faith. she fairly made us jump by the vehemencc with which she said: Faith7 Faith is belief in what you don't know-this is conviction! The hour of question and answer while she was with us in the English class the next day, we shall not forget soong although we felt soothed and fortified next day when Miss Witham opened a book of poetry to page 33. an important Baconian number and found there Ben jonsons immortal praise of his Sweet Swan of Avon. MARGARET TOMLINSON, IQI4. A PERFECT CONCOCTION OF ClPHERS ito ahe gh? DUI' SX! Lx: lflll his rlxllli PRETENDERS OF IQI3-IQI4 Y 5, NG v I E . f- , 'N 'I f - . I fhwz Om' ' X I Dmfwz AJ L! 1'11'11'1'11.q' ' , if 11211111 Cala' Sllllfh Y BS PRESIDENT Mary Lee Toll Miss Barstow Miss Witham Miss Scofield Miss Vvlclsh Miss Dickinson Miss Babbitt Miss Hilliard Miss XValton Claudia Gaylord Doris Howes Helen Ridenour Dorothy Scarritt '14 ' Theofiiiififsieia 'iA77lLLlJLlLS I?lSCl71lU,H SECRETARY AND TREASURER V1cE-PRESIDENT julia Coburn Margaret Hanna Helen Yoder Frances Young Stella Houston Esther Connelly Estelle Ball lvlarjorie Longan Clyra Sweet Amarette Root Virginia Bet-ler Frances Keith Frances Fennclly Margaret Perry Gwendolyn Green Frances Moss Guenevere Pray Marian Robertson Airy Smeltzer Betty Smith Margaret Yeomans Harriet Buchanan Margaret Tomlinson Florence Haight Elizabeth Dodge 46 Ti iii XVEATI ILR-Cor zk '6The Pretenders' Log . 1913-1914 NOVEMBER STH-FiFSt meeting of the year. The election of officers. President, Mary Lee Toll: Vice-President. lN4argziret Perry1 Secretary and Treasurer. -julia Coburn. Executive Committee. Helen Yoder. Esther Connelly. Amarette Root. Members for the new year were discussed. NOVEMBER IQTH-First Trial. Members taken in: Cyra Sweet. Marjorie Longan. Margaret Tomlinson, Virginia Beelcr. Possible plays for the year discussed. lt was also decided that two or three members should present scenes from some well known drama under the direction of Miss Witham and Miss Sconeld. DECEMBER ZRD-RCQOFKS of the Executive Committee. The Christmas entertainment discussed. Scenes from The Rivals successfully presented. DECEMBER IQTH-The Christmas play was presented. JANUARY 14TH-The Challenge Scene from The Rivals was success- fully given. New members for the second trial were partially de- cided. FEBRUARY MH- -The Pretenders' part in the Pageant to be given in Iwlay by the Collegiate Alumnae was discussed. Helen Ridenour was taken into the society. The three scenes from The Rivals were given together. FEBRUARY 11TH-The Second Trial. The members taken in were: Eliza- beth Dodge. Frances Fennelly, Gwendolyn Green. Frances Moss Cvuenevere Pray, Marian Robertson. Airy Smeltzer, Betty Smith, and Margaret Yoemans. FEBRUARY 25TH-Harriet Buchanan unanimously taken into the society Scenes from Kenilworth were given. MARCH 11TH-Scenes from Henry Esmond given by the new members. at the regular meeting. Parts for the scenes from Dickens were assigned. MARCH 13TH-The Pretenders went en masse to see Mr. Sothern in Lord Dundrearyf' MARCH zqTH-Dickens scenes successfully presented. APRIL 19TH-Regular business meeting held. Costumes for the May Pageant made. MAY 7TH-Baroness von Blomberg entertained the Pretenders with an interesting explanation of the Baconian theory. MAY 26TH-Third trial for new members. And then will follow the annual banquet. planned secretly by Miss Witham and Miss Scofield as a surprise to the Pretenders. But we know it will be the climax of our fifth successful year. MARY LEE TOLL. ioi4. THE CHRISVMAS FETE 47 Dl'IITU1l by Fralzrvx ,llam- The Christmas Fete HE Christmas Carol was so enthusiastically received last year that the Cratchit Dinner Party scene was suggested as part of the Pretenders' Christmas Fete this year. Indeed many were in favor of repeating the entire program just as it had been given the Christmas of IQIZ. But the am- bitious Pretenders,-wunder whos: supervision the Christmas play always hnds itself.-were not willing to repeat anything exactly. K and a change was unanimously voted upon This was not hard to decide, The Glee Club was pressed into ser- vice and Elsie Greene, a graduate of iooo. graciously accepted our request to recite certain selections from the prophecies of the coming of the lvlessiah. On the evening of the nineteenth of December the curtain was raised upon a scene beautiful with Christmas warmth and light. The Glee Club girls formed a beautiful background of Fra Angelico angels, whose sweet- ness seemed to beekon all upwards. Three Shepherds guarding their flocks sought afar the star which was to lead them to the Saviourg and the Prophet 48 'l-HE XVEA iiiteia-1.oeK in his long xxhite robes thrilled every one with the beautiful message of the coming Christ. After this solemn beginning the audience was entertained by the Cratchit family, and their joys and antics over their Christmas dinner. Then dashed on the scene singing a rollicking. jaunty air and holding their goodies tantalizingly out of reach, a gay group of cooks, who one felt had been busy weeks preparing their feasts. With them came the decorated Boarls Head, the Platter of Pasties. and the Vvassail Bowl. After their gay dances, and glad Early English Christmas songs. in Latin and English, the curtain went down upon them as if forever. while every one sang, lt Came Upon a lvlidnight Clear. But not so! For no sooner had the reluctant audience begun to disperse. than they were confronted by these innumerable little white capped figures offering them their cakes and candiesg and the evening ended for all with good things to eat, Christmas gladness. and joy. CAST Christmas Herald - - - - Margaret Perry Christmas Prophet - - - - - Miss Elsie Green SHEPHERDS julia Coburn Doris Howes Mary Lee Toll -'THE CRATCHIT DINNER PARTYH Bob Cratehit --------- Amurette Root MVS. Cfatrlhit Esther Connelly Tiny Tim - - - Frances Aikins Mafiha ---- Martha Stout PCWF - ---- Margaret jones The Twins ---- Sara Houston, Mary Hastings THE Cooxs Helen Yoder ,Judith Hanna Susan De McGee Tess Walton lvlarion Howes Margaret jones Katharine Hasson Ramona Deakyne Katharine Dickey Virginia jackson Ruth Harrison Nancy Toll Elizabeth Ellison -lean Downing Anne Ashley THE GLEE CLUB Grace Wheeler - -........ Violinigg Helen Yoder Elizabeth Harris Marjorie Longan Frances Young Mary Louise l-loefer Mary Frances Buiifum Helen Foran Elizabeth Hull SOLOISTS Elizabeth Hull - - - - rlianncnbaum Helen Foran - .... Hi-,iv Night Helen YOdCf - - - The Wassail Song lXflARY LEE TOLL. iqii OUR OWN THEATRICAL WORLD rio Our Own Theatrical World our own little theatrical world. then to have some one question us further. giving us opportunity to say. Oh, it was just for our own amusement! By Hour own little theatrical world I mean the parts of famous plays and books we Pretenders give quietly in thc seclusion of our Wednesday evening meetings. These little productions were given without costumes. except. perhaps. an old hat to show one is meant to be a man, or a clanking sword fastened on by a Peter Torn tie to accoutre a soldier. By studying plays and dramatizing books in this way we get a detailed acquaintance with them we could have in no other way. During the year we have worked up The Rivals, Kenilworth and. with the generous help of Miss Toll. Henry Esmond. In 'iThe Rivals it was interesting to see how differently two or three girls would interpret the same character. This was evident when we changed the casts for the different scenes. The three scenes from The Rivals and Kenilworth were given before the Academic Department, in the Monday morning conference period. All the girls. by their faithfulness in learning their parts and their endeavor to carry them through with one or two rehearsals, showed their love for the work, W proud wc Pretenders are to casually drop a word about THE DRAMATIS PERSONAE THE RIVALSH Mrs. Malaprop - Lydia Languish - Lucy - - - Sir Anthony Absolute Sir Lucius O'Trigger Bob Acres - - Captain Absolute Sir Lucius O'Trigger David - - - Bob Acres - - Captain Absolute Sir Lucius D'Triggcr David - - - THE SECOND SCENE THE Tmizo SCENE - Helen Yoder - Mary Lee Toll Esther Connelly - Margaret Perry - Dorothy Scarritt - - Cyra Sweet Margaret Tomlinson - - Doris Howes Margaret Hanna - - Cyra Sweet Margaret Tomlinson - Frances Young - Margaret Hanna SO Queen Elizabeth Raleigh - - Varncy - - Earl of Leicester Earl of Sussex Tressilian - Bowyer - Henry Esmond Beatrix - - - Lady Castlewood The French Prince Francis Esmond - Duke of Hamilton THE XVliA'llIERVCOCK KENlLWOR'l'H HENRY ESMOND Mary Lee Toll Marjorie Longan Frances Young Margaret Perry Amarette Root - Doris Howes - julia Coburn - - Frances Moss - Betty Smith Gwendolyn Green - Airy Smeltzer Frances Fennelly Elizabeth Dodge FRANCES YOUNG, iqi4. SOTHERNS LORD DUNDREARY is the coming of the Sothern and Marlowe productions. which the entire club and its honorary members always attend, This year, much to our disappointment. Miss lE of the annual events to which the Pretenders look forward Marlowe did not appear, but, bearing the loss as best we could, we went to see 'iLord Dundrearyf' The usual custom of sending flowers with the request that Miss lwlarlowe wear them in a certain scene had to be abandoned, as we unanimously agreed that Mr. Sothern would look handsomer if he neither carried nor wore a nosegay. And, after all, we might have furnished the boutonnierc for that velvet dressing-gown! But we sent him a note, telling him that at least thirty-five people on Friday evening would be enjoying and applauding him. When the night came, the thirteenth of March. we arrived at the theatre and awaited his appearance with much misgiving, as most of us had seen him only in Shakespearean parts, Mr. Sothern as the simple Lord Dundreary came as a great surprise. However he put into this foolish part as much subtlety as he puts into Hamletg and from his hrst entrance kept us laughing at his idiotic speeches and queer lisp . For days after everyone was imitating his inevitable hop and his Why that'th widiculuth: H and his 'ithat'th a thing no fellow can Find out furnished us with an excuse for any failure in class. Vxfe can truthfully say that he has never amused us as much as in 'iLord Dundrearvf' and now it is hard to decide whether we like him better in that part than in a Shakespeare role, and we are eagerly awaiting his arrival next year, to be just as enthusiastic no matter what his play may be. STELLA Housroisi, ioig. SoTHERN's LORD DUNDREARY SI That our critical faculties were not dulled. but quickened, by our enjoyment, may be seen by these extracts from ,Senior Themes the next day: 'i'l'he test of great acting is truth, If the acting be absolutely and consistently real, if it rings true, then it is great. The actor who rants and roars loses reality. Sothern can place himself in all moods, from To be or not to be to B-b-b-irds of a f-f-feather flock togetherf' this adaptability is one of the signs of his power. The one test of good acting which never fails is that of the effect upon the person who watches. lf he is drawn into play so that he feels himself an actual participator in an actual scene, then he has seen good acting, lf he feels that the actor was, for the time being, no mere pretender, but really the character he assumes, then he has seen a great actor. Great living consists in utter. complete forgetfulness of one's self: the same is true of great a:ting. Charm of personality, versatility in aking many kinds of parts, beauty of figure and face, studied attention to detail of speaking, position, costuming, and stage setting,-all are worthless unless accompanied by self-forgetfulness. One of the first requirements of great acting is that the actor should understand and interpret the author of the playg not belittle the writer's art but enhance it. 'Alf an actor rolls forth periods just for the joy of mere sound, if he has a frenzy of joy over strutting and declaiming. not because his character in life strutted and declaimed, but because he himself likes to. he is not giving us acting, but melodramatic raving. Whether it is better to lean to the side of detailed studied acting. cr to the sid: of impressionistic acting, 'iis one of the things no fellow can knowf' but if each is honest in its portrayal, simple or elaborate, it is good. and has real significance. A' Personality is the great thing in acting. Not that kind of personality which makes an under-par stock company matinee idol make Romeo a mere jimmy Valentine in doublet and hoseg but the personality that jlavors but does not destroy a Francois Villon, a Lord Dundreary, and a Hamlet. 57. THE WEATHER-cock Our Easter Play--The Scenes From Dickens a play for their Easter term this year lX4uch thou ht and consultation was put upon thc subject and play after play was discussed, but there was always something wrong T seemed very difficult for the Pretenders to decide upon with each. Finally Miss Witham made the happy suggestion of having a 'iDickens Evening, and dramatizing four scenes from this author, for whom it was suddenly discovered we all had a passion, hitherto unsuspectcd. W'ork was begun at onceg the scenes selected. and the partS assigned. ln less than three weeks the whole of our Dickens Evening was ready to present. And an enthusiastic evening it certainly proved to be,-made all the more fun by the informality of the presentation. The actors when not on duty mingled with the audience, and enjoyed the other scenes, in a manner altogether novel for the Pretenders. The scenes chosen were Dick Swiveller and the Marchioness from Old Curiosity Shopf' Do-the-Boys Hall from Nicholas Nicklebyf' The Coming of David to his Aunt from David Copperfieldf' and as a climax to the general jollification Mrs. Leo Hunter's Garden Party from Pickwick Papers. Dick Swiveller - The Marchioness Mr. Squeers - Mrs. Squeers - Nicholas Nickleby Smike ---- THE CAST OLD CURIOSITY SHOP NICHOLAS NICKLEBY PUPILS OF Do-THE-BOYS SCHOOL Claudia Gaylord Esther Connelly Helen Yoder Florence Haight - Betty Smith - Frances Keith Helen Ridenour Elizabeth Dodge Gwendolyn Green Airy Smeltzer Marian Robertson Virginia Beeler Frances Fennelly Margaret Yeomans Frances Moss John Browdie ---- ---- - Dorothy Scarritt non ght Fter ang ,ion our iad led . idy all 1en ies, 'OIT1 57. S 3 'OITl ord ally der ght litl'l 1ith ritt OUR EASTER PLAY-THE SCENES FROM DICKENS S3 David Copperheld Aunt Betsey Trotwood - lvlr, Dick - janet - - lX4r. lvlurdstone Miss lvlurdstone - Mr. Pickwick - Mr. Leo Hunter IX4rs. Leo Hunter Mr. Vwfinkle Mr, Snodgrass - Mr. Tupman Count Smorltalk Mrs. Pott - - Mr. Pott - - Alfred jingle DAVID COPPEREI ELD THE PICKWICK PAPERS Katherine Dickey Harriet Buchanan Amarette Root Gwendolyn Green - julia Coburn Marjorie Longan Dorothy Scarritt - Helen Yoder - Mary Lee Toll - Doris Howes - Stella Houston Margaret Hanna - Frances Young Gwenevere Pray - Margaret Tomlinson - Estelle Ball These scenes not only proved great fun for the actors, but created a new interest in the novels of Dickens in both players and hearers. And all in all, the Pretenders are proud to count these in their long list of more formal performances. MARY LEE TOLL. 1qi4. Qi?'e'3 ': fS-9? liao? vig? , l 'V AL 4 Pa VW Q 5 faq ii HIS year has been one of the good years in Athletics. so far as interest and good wil are concerned and we are all ready to take our hats off to Miss Dunlap. our instructor. The first of the year, Helen Yoder of the class of IQI3. came back to help our new teacher organize our sports and get acquainted with the girls. She initiated an Athletic Council to help in getting the girls out for Basket-Ball, Base-Ball, Hockey in the fall, and track work in the spring. Each class elected its representa- tive to this council. and Miss Barstow and Miss Vsfitham chose an honorary member from the room at large-An Nett lvIcGee. The Freshman class was represented by Susan de lVlcGee. the Sophomores by Betty Smith, the juniors by Dorothy Scarritt, and the Seniors by Amarette Root. These girls, with Miss Dunlap and Helen Yoder. made up the council which has directed Athletics for the year,-and directed most successfully. AN NETT MCGEE, IQIS, FIRST AND SECOND ACADEMIC TEAMS OUR CROSS COUNTRY RUN 55 Our Cross Country Run S the big red interurban car rounded the corner and stopped in front of the station, a score of us eager. excited school girls made our way through the crowd that pushed and bumped into one another in their rush for seats, Some of us standing out on the platform and others sitting, three and four in a seat. sometimes bumping. sometimes smoothly along we flew out of the city and across the riverg through broad fields. round rocky cliffs. and by small stations until we arrived at our destination, Windwood Lake. On one side of the station were three large lakes, and we promptly made a tour of these. Along the way intent upon snapping kodaks and running races. we were suddenly assured of the wildness of the country by meeting a snake. One of the girls grabbed a long, heavy stick from the side of the road and was about to prove herself a hero by killing the poor creature, when someone protested: and while a heated argument was going on, the snake softly glided away into the long grass. After this ex- citement we felt the need of strengthening food, so we willingly retraeed our steps down the road and across the car track. and climbed the hill to the farm. There was a big, old-fashioned country house, and from the spa- cious yard in front, as far as the eye could reach, stretched hills, green and densely wooded. or yellow with long patches of harvested fields covering hundreds of acres. The principal object of interest on the farm was the pigs.-pigs of all kinds and sizes. Many of them were winners of blue ribbons, as the man told us who showed us around, and when hc called them by name they came waddling up to him to be petted, grunting contentedly. But just as we began to get acquainted, came the call for dinner. and off we shot with no more thought of pigs. The chicken dinner was everything that usually goes with the name and a million things more beside1 big glasses of rich milk, fresh. fragrant butter, creamy mashed potatoes. thick chicken gravy, hot corn bread, vegetables, fruits, everything you can think of grown or made on a farm, and we did them ample justice. Then down the hill we wandered, and boarded the ear. tired but all very happy: and as we whizzed away, the last glimpse we caught of Windwood Lake was a tiny spot of blue water gradually fading away into the mellow distance. GRACE K. WHEELER. iqio. 56 THE XVEA'rHER-Cock Hockey at Last OCKEY is no game for the new styles. When d you have to race madly ,df ' N from one end of the field to R ' the other. after an elusive li white ball. tight skirts don't go. X NK sly i I should advise you. if you come Af- X . :T ' 1' 7 ' i l Y to play with us, to come in - bloomers and shin guards, and prepare for a rough-and-tumble good time. This is the first year we have really played hockey, much to the joy of about fifty girls who came out. We have played on Monday afternoons, and enjoyed the game mightily. Miss Barstow gave us all the front yard for our field-she would have sawed off a corner of the building had we needed it!-and a large supply of sticks and shin guards were ordered. The weather was so cold that there were not many people on the side lines cheeringg but we were altogether too busy to miss them, and. for my part, I know the team supplied voice enough itself. lf we have another winter's practice with such wonderful prospects for play- ers we won't be afraid to challenge Miss West's School and beat them not only in basket-ball but in hockey. Drawn by Ct7Il5fI7llt'8 P1'if.vfot! SUSAN DE MCGEE, 11917. BASK 151'-BALL 5 7 In the Style of the Cubists Drawn by Iimwlhefz .S'z'u1j1501z Basket-Ball HEN in November came the Thanksgiving class basket-ball games which were very exciting and enjoyed by all the school. The preliminaries were played off Thursday, Allthough it was the thirteenth. the juniors beat the Seniors 16 to 8, and the Sophomores Won from the Freshmen with a score of 1.8 to 18. Both the losing teams put up a good Fight but someone always has to win and as our school song goes no one will be sore. The next Thursday, the twentieth, came the thrilling game between the Sophomores and the juniors. It was one of the best and closest games ever played on our basket-ball Field. Frances Fennelly. the Sophomore forward, threw a free throw when the score was I5 to I4 in the juniors' favor and we had only one more minute to play. lt was the point which won the championship for the Sophomores with a score of I7 to 15. The line-up was as follows: FRESHMEN SENIORS Dorothy Wolcott, forward Florence Haight, forward Katherine Gound, forward Doris l-lowes, captain-forward Susan De McGee, caprain-guard Helen Yoder, guard jean Downing. guard julia Coburn, guard Vivian Turner, center Amarette Root. center Alice Quarles, center Esther Connelly. CCHLCF Alice Schmelzer. substitute 53 'lQHE Wiigxi iirziz-cpmtii SOPHOMORES Frances Fcnnelly, captain-forward lvlary Louise I-loefer. forward Betty Smith, guard Clara lVlcCord, guard Helen Truitt, center Elizabeth Bowersoclf. center Elizabeth Dodge, substitute JUNIORS Stella l louston, forward Dorothy Scarritt. forward An Nett lX4cClee, captain-guard Frances Keith, guard Frances Shryoelc. center Virginia Beeler, center lwlarian Robertson, substitute AN lXlETT lX4cGEE, long. 'r ', e - 4 --T-ET.--i-.... ' L F'.- '---- 1 J - if 7 9 ff-an ' tb v 2 1 ry x X , V I - ... , ilixwximwi , ' l , f -T ' 5 lx f ll' ' . ra f I sf r if 5 , was ' , -A , Ju E W f Y I - -- t . e fi - Em 'A all - T -T1 ' i 5' -- A' -- ,-e -L i Fz' IN THE STYLE OF A BROADSIDE OF 1500 IQIYITUII by llrlul flifrlll The Tragedy of the Stricken Guard A BALLAD OF Ti-113 FIGHT HERE were six ladies played at the ba. With a hey ho. and a lillie gayx There came six more to play o'er them af When the rime frost spreads so sweetly, THE 'TRAGEDY OF THE STRICKEN GUARD The center was baith tall and fair. But the guard she was beyond compare. The forward had a graceful mien, But the guard she played like beautie's queen. The team bowed low to a' the six. But on the guard their care did fix. The battle waged baith hot and fast Till on the ground the guard was cast. Fule was the han that we did see Thrust the ball into her ee. O limmer, what sair pine ye mak. When frae this band our guard we lack. Up rose the braw may sae querry. Her gude bluid them did Hey, HO what will ye leave to your center dear? The rubber-shod steed that brought me here. O what will ye leave to your capitan? A'lVly silken scarf and gowden fan. O what will ye leave to the referee? A dowie laigh dead to be her fee, O what will ye leave to the limmer sae wily? An electric chair to put her in. The ladie fair in her grave was laid. And monny a sigh o'er her was made. But it would have made your heart right sair To see the tive ladies rive their haire. DOROTHY SCARMTT. 1015 60 rl-HE WEA ISHILR-KQUCZK The Basket-Ball Game With Miss West's School T last Wednesday. November the twenty-sixth, arrived.-the day for which the whole school had been waiting. with tense exciteniznt for a week which seemed a year. The girls from Miss Wests School were to arrive then to play against us in the basket ball game to which we had challenged them. Neither their team nor ours had had any too much practice. but we both had great hopes of victory. We had heard numerous tales and reports as to our opponents' height. and their skill and ability. so that we had had a week not of perfect assurance of victory. but of some terror as to who the winners might be. Our week of preparation we had spent in practice. in choosing the team. and in making up songs and yells. The girls who were chosen to win the game for us were: FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Stella Houston Frances Shryock Betty Smith Dorothy Scarritt Amarette Root An Nett McGee The game was called promptly at three o'clock. The first half was not a very hard fight, although we had more to do than merely to play with our opponents. whom we must give credit for having a vast amount of grim determination. Both teams played a clean straight game, and the pass work on both sides was splendid. Our opponents seemed somewhat handicapped at first on account of the smallness of our court, and also because they were accustomed to playing by boys' rules. which do not require the players to remain within certain lines marked upon the court. They were constantly stepping over the lines, and causing fouls which brought us several free throws used to good advantage by our forwards. A TRIP TO ElXCI-QLSIOR SPRINGS 61 The first half ended ten to three in our favor. The second half was begun with more determination than ever on both sides. This time a much better game was played by both teams. quicker. more scientific. and almost en- tirely free from fouls. lvliss XVest's girls were indeed giving us a hard fight, and we had to make the most of every minute and opportunity for points. But our forwards and guards were doing fine team work. and starred especial- ly in their passing. The game closed with a score of twenty-eight to ten in our favor, but we certainly have to say that the girls on the defeated team were perfect losers. Both teams appreciated the hearty cheering of the school crowds, and we give them credit for splendid lungs. Later on we all went to the cottage for tea which tasted better after that strenuous battle than it could possibly have tasted at any other time. The captain of the defeated team was presented with a box of roses from Miss Barstow which helped to sweeten defeat. XVc had hoped to visit Miss West's School in the spring and give them a chance to try to beat us on their grounds. But we must wait until we are challenged. since they were the losers in the first game. CLARA MCCORD, 1916. A Trip to Excelsior Springs NE day last fall, six of us girls and Miss Dunlap decided to go to Excelsior Springs for a cross-country ride on horse- back. ln order to arrive in time for a ride before luncheon, it was necessary to take an eight o'clock interurban car. Other difficulties presented themselves to us, much to our dismay. Early in the morning we awakened to find it raining. Next upon arriving at the station. we missed our first car. But at last we started and after a long bouncing ride. we arrived in Excelsior with plenty of suit eases. and a good supply of mirth and merriment. XVe spent only about twenty minutes at the hotel in engaging our rooms and stceds. and in getting into our riding togs. U so we really didrft lose much time. We marched through the hotel like a band of merry troopers and it was no easy task to hold on to dignity when we knew of the fun in store for us. One of the girls who was not a very dashing rider asked particularly that a peaceful nag be given her. and one of the party who was quite accustomed to riding asked that she might have a frisky steed. Much to our amusement their wishes turned out vice versa, The shy little maid who wished a gentle mount. got a raging beast. and our bold young horse- man. an ancient stced which could never have been coaxed into a gallop without the aid of dynamite, 62 THE WVIQATIIIillAlIUC1K At last we were all started, and rode forth for ai rollicking good time. leaving all our troubles behind us. We took what is called the hve- mile ride, which is a little dirt road. or rather at that time was a mud road. which winds its way through the woods and hills in the shape of a horse- shoe. After about an hour's ride we returned to the hotel covered from head to foot with mud. and with appetites that would disgrace a newsboy. After luncheon we decided to go sightseeing in the large town of Excelsior. which to see it completely. and all the things worth doing. did not take us more than an hour. Then it was time for us to return to the hotel. get our conglomeration of bags. books. and candy. and turn our footsteps toward the station to await the car which would bounce us home- ward. We had departed from home in rain. arrived at home in rain. and had encountered the rain everywhere we had gone. but in spite of it we could not have had a better time. KZLARA MeCoRD. ioib, The Snow Fight N Friday. February 13th. we were all sitting in Study Hall wishing the last period to be over so that we might go home and coast in the wonderful snow which covered the whole out-doors. making it look like Fairyland. when suddenly Miss Witham came in and announced that we all might go out and have a snow fight with Miss Dunlap. Such hurrying, helter skelter. down the stairs! Such a borrowing of sweaters. caps. gloves, mufflers and furs! At last we were all ready and started on a dead run for the back field! The Freshmen and the Intermediates. the Sophomores. Juniors. and Seniors. NVe stood at the bottom of the bank which slopes down from the Basket-Ball held and they at the top. everyone with her hands full of snow! NVe made a dive to get up the bank and, oh! such face-washing. pushing. pulling and rolling over in the snow never before was seen! We took turns First one side and then the other until the bell rang and we had to File in. But what fun we did have and how sorry we were for the poor girls who had reeitations that wonderful last period! AN NETT MQQGEE. ioi5. FIELD DAY 03 Field Day Weather-Cock will have to E are sorry to say that The go to press before Field Day 1 llllll 'Q K- Q so that it is impossible to give the winners of the events. But even now all - N arranged for. and all the entries are made. j N' There will be two new features added this ml 1 yearl one is a separate cup for the boys I -- F in the primary room. Every year the boys -v, Z have carried off the cup and the little girls haven't had half a chance against them. But this year there will be two cups, J one for the boys and the' other for the E girls. The other addition is a class contest li! . banner to be designed by our own Art- Department which will be given lto the class in the Academic room which has the most points: a new incentive that has brought out just about twice as many girls. The entries for all the events have been so large that we are going to have preliminaries Tuesday afternoon May 263 the Basket-Ball games also are all going to be played off before Field Day so as not to make the program so long: and as we have had no Indoor Meet this year in which to exhibit our gymnasium training there will be drills by all the classes after the grand march. The events will be as follows: D7'dTC'lI QV l:'!1':uM'!f1 l7,t7Ti'i'l',X'r7t'A' 1. March. . 1. Dumb-bell Drill-Freshman Class. 3. lndian Club Drill-juniors and Seniors. 4 Free Exercises--Intermediate and Primary. 5. Wand Drill-Sophomore Class. TRACK EVENTS 1 Relay Race-Montessori Room. 1. Relay Race--Academic. Freshmen vs. Sophornores-juniors vs. Seniors. 3. 70 yard dash-lntcrmediate. A. B. C. and D. 4. Potato Race-ist Grade. 5. Relay Race-znd and 3rd Grades. iv Relay Race-lntermediate. I A---I3-fC-fD Classes. ori ite IC. 'S. mir ss 'ie S e S Y is BAsEB,u.L 65 Baseball as it has previously. but the few times that we did play we had no end oi genuine fun and real excitement. If we had only kept on practicing we might have beaten the Red Socks, for our fouls and dangerous wild shots were enough to frighten anyone out of playing and pmt us all on close guard for our lives rather than our bases. But for all that we had a scrub team of Hvc girls who did good work. They were: Pitcher. Frances Fennellyp Catcher, Betty Smithg First base, Lucile Fettyg Secured base, Clara lVleCord, Third base. Virginia Beeler. iXSEB,Xl.l. did not prove quite so popular a game this year Athletics this year has seemed, as usual at the end of every year. more successful than the year before. bothin spirit as well as in fun. NVC had three new conveniences installed for our pleasurei a victrola, lockers with locks, and a keyboard. The Grst has been in use from early morn'til set of sun. It was perpetually called into service for gymnastics or dancing at recess. or general fun in the afternoon. until it often groaned with weariness. But the lockers! lf anything ever got lost, no matter irlzfzi, the question that was asked by everyone was Have you looked through the lockers yet? That doesn't seem much, but when you know that there are about Gfty lockers and each one holds about Ove pairs of bloomers and shoes, it's something of a task to go through all of them. Nearly always, though you were rewarded and found your lost article in the bottom of the forty-seventh locker! But they'll all be empty and in order on Field Day, that gala time when every shoe. every middy, every pair of bloomersand every tie is called into commission for the glorious round-up of our year. KATHARINE LESTER, ioio. 66 Ti iii XVEATHLLR-c:oc,:k ,ffl A W1 X gr ,A - - l ll Q' fax f t , ' ELM ri ' .f f V K Q 4fl5' V ll ' fff l fllryi 'f i,x ' ff fax YK Y ' A . ' QQ KVA 7 - f 1 ' . so , 1 Nl X N I it xg iD ' NIS IJIYITUIZ by Jlurfalz lluww I T 11 S t d ' U I i QC: P in the sky-parlors of the school. in the airy lofts that are the sky-realm of Miss Hilliard sits the drawing class. En- thusiastically they sketch, scrub out, and draw again, en- thusiastically and patiently. Vifhat they do, we of the lower regions know not. On Mondays and Wednesdays and Fridays they disappear, smiling mysteriously and brandishing pencils and paint-box. But the word Weather-cock is the spell that, like a judgment Day, resurreets the whole fruits of the past year's labor. Then do we who are talentless gape with delight and astonish- ment. Like eager birds of prey we snatch this and that from the pile of drawings. With eager glee we pounce upon them for our precious nestling. For our fledgling AAWeather-cock must be fed with sketches and drawings before he can strut a full grown, proud cock 'o the walk. THE ADVANCED DRAWING Ctixss The Advanced Drawing Class AS anyone ever thought, alas, Vilhat becomes of the Advanced Drawing class7 They come and go and, wondering we Do guess at what their meaning be. For once a week away they bound To the topmost Hoon forbidden ground! XVho dares to ask? NVho dares to say? Unless she model be that day? lf one should sit behind the stairs And watch the class pass, unawares, The strangest tale she'd have to tell Unless she knew these artists well. For now a knight, though poorly drest. Goes up those stairs to seek his quest. And what is this that next l see? Oh surely no! it cannot be! A baker? Yes, with pie and cap And linen coat too tight to Hap! And now comes tripping up the stairs. A lively elf all free from earesi Free. indeed, till she trips to see The drawing class and its mystery. But, oh. the secret to unfold! l-low should l dare to be so bold? T'is said they do not draw in school But in the trees: that is the rule. Now strange and queer as this may seem Quite true it is, for they have been Seen going up with heavy coats And even mufflers round their throats. Ah, mystery, mystery there must be! And magic in that Hilliard tree! For seldom is it that we see Our useless hands so quickly turned To the art for which we all have yearned MIGNON DOWNING ioio 68 'IPHE WEA ri-iiaiz-czocgk Our Music HIS year has been a great delight to our musical department. Although Mrs. Gaynor left us early in thc fall, her work has gone on most delightfully under her assistant and successor, IVIrs. Carter. Besides we have had a music room all to ourselves. merely by slipping across the Hrunwayu to the cottage, where without danger of molesting Caesar or Algebra recitations, we might give our own tuneful interpretations of Schu- bert or Mozart. Mrs. Carter has had so much interest in our progress that each girls' interest in herself has doubled. Besides. she has instituted for us our monthly recitals. which have done much to make us appreciative of good music. and to gain confidence. A girl is never sure whether she really knows a piece or not, until she starts to play it before an audience. In all we have had three recitals, not counting that most enjoyable one which Miss Laura Taylor gave when she played informally for us. And such a program as she gave us! She played a number of Schumanns Scenes from Childhood, a Bach Prelude and Euguegbut I could never begin to tell you everything. Perhaps you will get some idea of how busy we have been if I give you a list of compositions just one member of the class has learned since last Octoberi Chopin: Prelude in C minor Prelude in B minor Prelude in A major Nocturne in E Dvorak ---- Humoresque Beethoven - - - Minuet Seeboreh - - - Minuet Bach - Two Part Invention Iljinski - - - - Berceuse Schumann ---- Nachstuck THE GLEE CLUB ESIDES our piano practice we have tried to have another musical de- partment,-a Cwlee Club. It made its debut in the form of Fra Angelico angels at Christmasg and very much scared girls at the time of the Easter play. But perhaps, after we become more used to singing in public, we will no longer have stage frightg and we all hope that some- time it will become a flourishing and well- organized club with a repertory of songs long enough and good enough to warrant a Glee Club Concert, IJIYITUII by C'01z.r!i111rL' l 1'f',n'0!f ELIZABETH HALL, ioiy, OUR BALLAD CONCERT oo 191117011 by C'w1.i'h11m' P1'u.i'mfl Our Ballad Concert XVRITER once said. Folk songs are a voice from secret places. from silent people and old times and as such they stir us in a strange, intimate fashion, And this is just what happened when Dorothy, Rosalindand Cynthia Fuller sang last March to the girls of Miss Barstow's School and their friends. When they walked smilingly on the stage everyone was charmed by their appearance and immediately thought of an old fashioned garden. They wore big hoop skirts and carried the stiff nosegays we sent them and one of them played a little green harp. But when they began to sing and act out their Folk Songs we all found them so different from anything else wc had ever heard that we often caught ourselves wishing this song could be the one before so we might hear it again. Each brought its message from the peasant class of people. They make music with the splash of the f1sherman's oars and the hum of the spinning wheel and keep time with the step of the ploughman as he drives his team. They interpreted them so truly and sang so sincerely and directly to each person in their audience that we all felt sad or glad just as they themselves did in accordance with the song. First they sang a group of English songs, then a group from the lrish, then one from the Scottish, with another group from the English as an ending, Roman Soldiers, 'lWhen l XVas a Young Girl, Come Back to lrin, and ulvlowing the Barley were general favorites and in fact little snatches of them were heard here and there about school very often for weeks afterward and a smile still comes as we remember that evening. As proof that we cannot forget the singers, and still hope they will come back to us next winter again, we find our- selves oftcn looking at their photograph in our hall as we look at the faces of old friends. MARY Louisii HOEFER, xoxo. 70 Tl ii-1 XVEA'lliliR-CiOC..K l 1914 llweifwl INETEEN-FOURTEEN has almost enough significance to be a Bacon number. For IQI4 is the year of the commencement of the largest class in the history of our school. But why should our exer- cises be called commencement? Have we not finished everything from the last French idiom to our patient teachers' dispositions? Yet the epithet applied to us this year is dignified, And indeed we deserve it1 especially when one takes into consideration what eutups we were as Freshmen. A young devil, an old saint. Ten to one, the elves who so recently displayed their sprouted horns, will be graced with such an aureole as ours in later years. Especially grandiose do we feel as we strut up the Senior steps. and flock together on the porch to discuss the higher branches. so incomprehensible to 'Aye lower classmenf' Then often, on our return to the study-hall. a band of distressed Freshmen and Sophomores, books in hand, waylay us. And for booty we must give them an atom of our advice upon how to solve their scholastic difficulties, Oh, it's elevating to be a Senior! Really our heads are swelled, until we strut about like the top-heavy lVIcGinties Qmegentoesj that we imper- sonated last All Saints Day. Our Saints' costume was a megento, But now I will bet a pimento That one Seniors head Would burst every thread 'Til the costume would be a memento. Then never saw I the like of our athletic standards. These. however. were not raised by the class as a wholeg but they will be on exhibition on Field Day with their bearers. three speedy hares, and as many jumping frogs. And. from the strenuous practice undergone by our glee club mem- bers, l predict that the cheering on that day will awaken this years tardy violets. Also the Seniors are exceptionally devoted to dramatiesg we even make it a point to live up to the name of our right honorable society. The Pretenders, in classes. Else how could we have mastered French poems, rectilinear figures, reams of Latin prose, and German word order, explained by comparison to algebraical terms? Another of our characteristics is that we live up to what should be our class motto, As we journey through life let us live by the way. Every NlNETEIiN-FIFTEEN 7I other Wednesday our books are gleefully heaped in an obscure corner, where they must feel quite at home 'midst the frowning shadows. so like our expres- sions impersonating study. Then we skin off our middies with their B-S emblems, don our gayest frocks, try to imitate Vogue or Castle hair- dress, and go to Pretenders' meeting. Here teachers and pupils alike gather into a sociable group for a convivial evening, which never falls Hat. Some- times a teacher gets on a tear, as we girls feelingly call it, and then there's no end of fun, Nothing surpasses it, The wit Heard about the school log-fire. But now that the lazy. languid sort o' days have come, an innate sense tells us that what are now genuine realities will soon be only memories. For the sixth of this very month will mean almost the end of the world to the best class that ever graduated from the school. And not one skimmed through! MARGARET PERRY, ioi4. ww 1915lO of l H, where are those howling nuisances of last year? Where are those young acrobats who scale fire-escapes, those Edisons of the wireless system of communication. those coiners of a new language, akin, perhaps, to Latin and French,-or should l say, Hebrew? Oh, where aren't they? Modest, angelic, rather quiet, a little more self-assured than the Sophomores, a great deal less staid than the Seniors, these are the character- istics of those animated ballads, the juniors. 'AAlas. poor juniors, I knew them well, sighs the rug in the office, whose very hairs, in the past year, have grown long from lack of mowing by those many soles, size byg C. Yet once in a while, a junior can pause long enough from her 'AMeditations of Marcus Aurelius to let a wanton smile flicker over her wan faceg once in a while she can display her skill in conducting a miniature riot in the dressing- room! Yes, indeed! These juniors still eat-pardon my error, back up! continue to eat three square meals a day, although it is a perplexing theorem to see how they get a square meal out of a grape-fruit. But to see thesez young Atlases heave into view down Vifestport Avenue, each balancing a sticky, dripping balloon, is enough to make any fond relative swoon from the shock. One Field Day is not enough for this peerless class. On the night of Halloween, they had a meet that would make the Olympian games in 480, 72 THE Wt2,x'i'iiieic-cgocgk B. C. blush with shame. Beside the fact that the high jump was a step- ladder, the discus a paper-plate. and the shot ii spool of yarn. the events were of a most exceptional character. and all won by very powerful athletes. The only hitch was that the punch lor the milers ran out before the last lap. and one of the runners tore her glove on her parasol, thus Causing a delay. lX4r. Ashley delivered the regular Field Day oration. and awarded a hand- some tin quart measure to the winner. While changing his apparel in the dark, he tied his necktie around iX4iss Babbitts desk and buttoned his coat over a chair. But when it came to playing basket-ball, they gave it to the Seniors right where the bottle gets the cork--in the neck, On the held the juniors are built for comfort, not for style. Une may see queer middies and queerer bloomers, but when they come to life, they are live-wires, The champion- ship game is to be played soon. and it will hand down to posterity one of the hardest battles of history. The angry mob will soon see these high rolling lassies' ' on the Senior steps, and l'm sure they can meet admirably such an emergency as that critical one of being Seniors, DOROTHY SCARRITT, ioig. IWW! 1916 ll l INCE the year when our class had the outrageous number of nine mem- bers. we have always been a record-breaker in more senses than one, That was in the year 11908, when for one class in the Grammar Room. Kas it used to be called before receiving the dignihcd title of Intermediate Departmentj to number nine live and kicking individuals was a thing un- heard of, until we accomplished this feat. But, although we continued to l-.eep on steadily increasing, we did not truly come into the foreground and break upon the world, until the beginning of Freshman year, when we num- bered twenty-seven all told. You may laugh at this and say that the Fresh- man Class has always been the fullest. and we only a little more sog but you find your mistake when at the end of our Sophomore year, you Gnd we number over thirty and have to carry something like two extra chairs into the English room every day. ln fact we are so tremendous that English is the only class in which we can be found all together. lt is said by our critics that we began our year well in our Fashion Show at Halloween, for since that time when allowed a seconds freedom from school, we have been on a mad tear. Studying and leading the life of happiness are, in the opinion of the NINETEEN-SIXTEEN 73 Class of IOI6, entirely opposites. XVe hrmly hold that no girl who is in spirit a Sophomore would dare to enter class with a lesson more than half learnedg if she did. we would see to it that she would not relish the results. ln athletics we naturally reign supreme. Did we not capture last year. not only one but both the cups? And we expect the same this year,--and all the years to eome. We are no less well represented even in seholarshipffor have we not more than our share of A plus-es? Unhappily this year we are at rather an unfair advantage in Study Hall. for we oeeupy the eenter directly under the eye of the desk. But in spite of our orderly subjection We hope we have impressed it on the minds of all the other classes that it is utterly useless to try to compete with us, for. All the worlds a stage And the Sophomores are all the players. ln promptness we have always made good show, Being always last to come and hrst to go. bk bk Dk if wk At recess it is we who hold full sway. For none can squeleh our cheerful appetites, Our skill in consummation being wondrous good. Pls Ik Bk lk ik Last scene of all. That ends this strange eventful history ls june exams when maybe we shall Hnd Cur strength has been of body, not of mind. ik is Dk Pk Pk But when it comes to our last trying hour. You'll find us game, and able for the strife. Employing all our strength for once where it Should be, and coming out triumphant in the end. As nineteen sixteen always has and will! Gwi3NDoLYN GREEN. xoxo. fy liiit XX F,xiHi1iz-c omit lweigl 1917 I AST October the new Freshman class whirled into the Academic room. its heads well shined with Intermediate polish. XVe all practiced our well-earned independence a good deal, even on the first dayl but Halloween, by a stunning and effective Suffragette Parade, we publicly announced our intention of ruling the entire school. Since that memorable night, the other classes have been afraid to intrude much upon our so-called peace Once in a while an upper-class girl forgets herself and tries to show offf' but we encounter her hrmly, and, after sprinkling a few drops of our ever-ready wit upon her, we are able to continue our own routine again undisturbed, lf a solieitous teacher grumbles about a poorly prepared lesson, we simply think how kind it was of us to even think of preparing them at all! If Miss Barstow would only take that into consideration when making out our report cards! Of course it is the duty of every Freshman Class to keep itself the life, as well as the light, of the school, and we have been performing this duty unmistakably well. The Freshmen are the busiest girls of all, for we never let a single opportunity flit by without hlling it with something unusual and remarkable. As a result. we are always moving,-usually from the study-hall into the office, but never yet out of school, although+! We Freshmen have enjoyed much notoriety, for we are really a great class! At the Christmas revel, we were quite the thing with our white cooks' caps and 'trousers-white is symbolieal of virtue. you know. And then. in the pageant, we were simply beautiful! On Field Day we shall complete our career as Freshies by receiving the cup for the class that wins the most points, as our class is large, and each girl is sure to win an honor.- or two! Thus you see that, although we are outwardly scorned by all save those lucky ones who are members of our community, every one deep down in his heart reverences and adores us,-for, despite our untimely antics Qwhieh are only a part of our duty, of eoursej, we really can work when we want to, and the whole school has to admit that we have been a most brilliant. Qthough we don't always waste our knowledge on the ignorant ones about usj and interesting class. jE,xN ISURNHAM Dowrsimc, iqi7. - V -.1 - 7,1 - -111.51 Az- -J....2.af,,..,1-4,011.11-.L:.. :.a.,--:. gi. 1 .1.-.::,.... . ., V THE lXflAT'lliR oil Dmiss 75 fl Speaking the Senior Mind fl The Matter of Dress LTHOUGH I do not pretend to be a connoisseur in the matter of dress, I know enough to realize that some of the creations which have appeared among us during the past year are slightly out of place in the school room. Not that a girl should come to school attired in her oldest and most moth-eaten clothes. but there is always a happy medium and there are always a few girls in every school who seem unable to strike this. You are all at liberty to buy Vogue at the little mans on the cor- ner -fbut the corollary is not to stand in front of your mirror, arrange hair and clothes, until you can walk into school next day as if you were the veritable frontispiece itself, Believe me, if you do, you are laughed at: and the ten girls around you in fresh middies are the really Hgood lookersf' Did lvliss Hilliard ever ask you to pose for the drawing class, Ivliss Vogue? and did you hear the smothered laugh when somebody said you wore five dihferent party gowns in one week? You are laying yourself open to a nickname'- Beware! ln many boarding schools the uniform rule is enforced to prevent girls from overdressing and thereby showing their lack of taste. Were this a boarding school we should enjoy the same custom1 but since some of you must go back and forth on the cars to school, and put in appointments with doctor, dentist, music teacher and dressmaker on your way, a compromise has to be made. But remember, the school hates overdressinggwe all of us do-and the girl who does it is regarded as far from comma ilfaut. Noth- ing is worse than a showy appearance and in a school room, especially, it is particularly out of place. There is a distinction between what is loud, conspicuous, and costly, and what is fine, delicate, and refined. The latter is a joy to us allfespecially when it shows a mothers attention and a girl's individuality. -For which do you stand? 75 SllHE VVvlZA'IIlFQllefQOfZK The Fable of the Shark and the Shirk NCE upon a time there dwelt a Shark and a Shirk in the same cool. green depths of the same ocean. Now the Shark was strong and selfish, and acquired his food in a swift but indiscriminating manner. The Shirk, on the other hand, was a weak, flabby hsh, always underfed, resembling a jelly-fish as much as any other animal, O Sir Shark, whined the Shirk, I am a weak creature, and hungry. You, the prince of the ocean, have an over abundance. And with that the Shirk clapped himself on to the shoulder of the Shark and stuck like a leech. The Shark, who was a selhsh fellow, was too indifferent to shake him off, so there the Shirk lived and as a parasite drew his sustenance from the Shark. But, on a day, the Shark left the green depths and swished into the rocky harbor. In his sportive. flashy manner he raced through the ins and outs of the rocks and the poor Shirk, who was not expecting such a ride, was scraped off thc Sharks shoulder. Now, as he had not tried to swim, or forage for himself, for many months, when he found himself alone in the rocks. he rapidly starved. Take heeding. O ye Shirks! Ye may live off the bright fellow of your class and not be detected, but examinations bring forth your weakness and dependence. And take heed, O ye Sharks! Have enough concern for the Shirk to make him flop his own fins! Sororities EVER!-XI., years ago, before I was a member of any sorority. I was one of the most envious girls in our school, I-low I wanted to be able to do the charitable work I saw those girls doing. At Christmas they had trees for the poorg they furnished Thanksgiving dinners for them: they cared for unsupported familiesg a certain part of the annual fees of their sorority was set apart for charitable purposes, and only what was left was used for the pleasure of the members. Besides going outside of the school. they found most courteous charity to do at home. in forming friendships with many girls in most democratic manner, Why, then, should there be any question as to supporting sororities in every school? For this reason: sororities of yesterday and sororities of today are different matters. There is much debate now about a girls joining one, It is simply because today sororities seem to be laying aside their old charitable spirit, and allowing their own selfish ideas of frivolity to completely overwhelm them. The question now arises as to whether sororities should exist at all. My answer to this question is: Let sororities remain on condition that they return to their former worthier ideals. But it seems to have taken some years for the sorority girl to find out the condition of the club, and begin to amend. And SLiFr-'imcsii 77 now, when the misuse has had its height and fall. may we not hope that they are returning to their former standards? 'llhe present membeis hope that under those now pledged and those who are to be pledged in the future, the sorority will again revive its original sentiment and spirit as a part of a girls school life. Suffrage CG UT it out. were for you. was the sentiment expressed by small boys who viewed the Suffrage parade held in Kansas City early in lvlay, Indeed this seems the prevalent feeling among the intelli- gent classes of today. We're for you, so don't make yourself conspicuous. they say: dont ride or walk in the streets, don't throw stones or break windows. don't make yourself noticeable in the least degree. In other words. Dont commit yourself. And yet all must express their feelings in their individual way: if my way is walking in a parade, I beg that you will let meg if yours is to think contrary to me I will promise to say nothinggand only think you insufferably narrow minded. Youre 'Boss' any wav, said a man to me onceg what more do you want, you have everything already. Ah, yes! We have everything but the vote. and that is what we want. because we feel the need of it more than anything else. If I were a man, even with my own feminine nature, mind and thoughts, I would have the same stand- ing, and voting equality with the cleverest gentleman in America. Vyfhy should this mere equality never be mine because I was not born with masculine physical form and strength? Use your influence throi gh the home, we often hear, And yet would it not be a poor, petty sort of government that should be run through such an indirect channel as the slight influence some women have over some men? Good breeding, thoughtfulness. and politeness disturb some people, Will not they all fade away into eoarseness and vul- garity when suffrage becomes universal? Not as long as ladies and gentlemen are born in the world will chivalry die. And ladies and gentlemen will be born every day. But in universal suffrage, as well as in everything else, there is nothing to do but wait and see, And until the outcome, which, whatever it may be, we all hope will be the best for the country of which we individuals are only small units, we will wait patiently: and hope to see clearly and well, 78 'lQHli XVIQATI-llillfiifitlli The Haunts and Habits of the Faculty Turtle Dove LENGTH-about the size of a goose, COLOR-fawn. Upper part of head, greenish. Top of head. bluff, lighter underneath. QGeneral impression of color, blush and fawnj RANGE-all floors of the school. MIGRATIONS-September, june. l-IE Faculty Turtle Dove is a rare species. until recently never before found in these regions. Moving in isolated pairs, and not gathering -1 in very large Hooks, it has until now escaped the Fool-hunter. This spring. this Turtle Dove may be observed in almost any part of our school. It is a winter and spring resident, arriving towards the last of September and remaining until the first week in june. Any time between eight and nine in the morning. or from four to six in the evening. we may hear its soft. sweet call, coo-o-0, ah-coo-o-o, coo-o-o, coo-o-o, as sad as the voice of the wind in the pines. Although this bird affects a modest appearance and graceful manners, it is in reality surprisingly bold. Pursuing its prey relentlessly, it almost always succeeds in driving it into some corner. where escape is impossible. Like a foolish ostrich, it attempts to hide its true appearance by hiding a book under its wing, and with this as a protection even dares ascend the steps in full view of all its Hock. lt is as fickle as it is bold. lts pretence of true affection is about as Himsy as anything worthy the name can be, and one wonders how it can keep one acquaintance warm long enough to hatch into a real friendship. This incessant and rather melancholy lovemaker is not on public exhibition. To see her we must trace her soft voice to its source in the shadow of some thick bush or in an out-of-the-way corner. She may not always be singing to the same beloved in june that she wooed in September, but her song is ever the same. She is gentle. she is soft, And her large, moist eye Often turns to her adored one wh -' o is sitting close by. 'Coof said the turtle-dovel 'Coof said she. 'Oh. l love theef said the turtle-dovei 'And I love theef ON TAKING MINOR PARTs 7Q The Matinee Habit S a Senior let me give the underclassmen a little advice about going to the theatre. XVhen you go, make it count for something! Dont go just for the sake of going. Dont go without knowing just what is the character and value of the play you are to see. If you go in that way. you are going just from force of habit. The stage is one of the great educators of modern timesg take advantage of your opportunity and learn to use it well. Some of you still go to a Wednesday matinee. Don't do it. I can tell you from experience that it is absolutely impossible to see a play like When Dreams Come True -harmless, but not upliftingwon Wednesday afternoon and come down near enough to earth on Wednesday night to comprehend what Cicero is talking about. and be able to tell your Latin teacher on Thursday morning. Don't misunderstand me. l do not say never go to a vaudeville or a light production -for they are good enough in moderation, as all sweet trifles are. And there may be exceptions to the Wednesday rule. too. lf a famous artist or production were inaccessible on any other day, take advantage of your opportunity. The whole idea is- make theatre-going count for something! The theatre may be your greatest friend. or your greatest foedthat depends upon you! On Taking Minor Parts CUVE all heard of the person who takes a minor part in a play. makes the hit of the evening. and is straightway raised to star-dom. But such marvels don't happen every day. and minor parts must be taken every day in the world. Shakespeare himself took the part of the second grave-digger in Hamlet1 certainly no part could be more uninterest- ing than that to the greatest genius. The Pretenders still talk of the girl who took the parts of all the maids and the gardener and the butler in Pride and Prejudice, -and two years later as a Senior rose to the magnificent part of ivfalvolio in Twelfth Night. There is just as much opportunity for a girl to be a good sport in The Pretenders as on the athletic field. NVhat if she is part of the mob scene, or a court lady.or a servant with only XVill you go hunt, my lord? to say. The girl who is a good sport about taking such parts is right in line for being a star sooner or later. And so. you Pre- tenders-to-come, dont think youre disgraced if at first you arent the star. but make your bow to her or hand the letter to her in your best style. and verily l say unto you, youll have your reward! 80 'lqlelli Wim 1 i lifiz-c3oc.k The School Magpie HE magpic is a gay little bird and, if birds have imagination. it has the most vivid. and it can always tell a good story. lt is all right to tell interesting tales, but the magpie must make a story interesting at the cost of accuracy. This little exaggeration may go a long way. lf each magpie makes his own version a little better than the last. the final edition will bear hardly any resemblance to the original. The course of the tale will be like any increasing arithmetic progression with the little exaggeration added on each time. And another thing magpies do is to chatter, plain chatter. They seem actually to lose their heads when they get started and throw discretion to the winds. lf a magpie were ever discreet enough to get into a secret society she would probably destroy its secrecy in a triee or. maybe. be put out for babbling. And do not ever let a magpie try to re-announce announcements. because he will surely get them wrong. And then there will be the most peculiar rumors abroad, So if you see a magpie. you just be a little more close-mouthed than usual and never say anything when he is around which he could possibly repeat wrong. or reveal, if you did not want it known. For a magpie who tells little secrets can never be trusted with big ones. Self Government KXVING had peaceful study periods throughout our own career in the Academic room, whether or not there was any one 'ivisibly in charge, we feel moved to express our mature opinion to one or two immature minds who have gotten somewhere out of the dark ages when schools were ruled by birch switches the idea that you must 'Abe different when authority is out of sight from what you are when it is in sight. We are glad there are only one or two of you1 and this is what we would say: Consider that everybody around is intent upon something: why shall you intrude yourself upon their attention? This girl may be studying unusually hard so that she may rehearse in the afternoon a 'play for your pleasure. that girl may be working at double speed so that' she may practice basket-ball and help your team win. Others are studying for their honor and that of their school-your sehoolAof whose standard you say you are so proud. Are you helping or hindering? But apart from the effect upon others con- sider yourself. Do you realize that your honor-the honor of a lady born and bred is continually under review? You are trusted,-is there any reason why you should forfeit the trust? Do you expect any teacher who comes into the room and sees you suddenly break off a long whispered con- versation to feel exactly the same about you as she did before. lt's a little thing-but the world is made up of little things-and this one particular Di- BU 1ANTEs OR lNo rl little thing comes to be a great one as you come up through the four years! for it means the affectionate respect of both teachers and classmates for you. So you two or three unthinking little chatterboxes, learn to enter into the spirit of this place where you may keep all the privileges you show your- selves capable of managing. A visitor from Chicago this year said of us, That school has the most perfect balance of freedom and control I ever saw. Dont disturb the balance. and bring down upon yourselves anything so unworthy as a system of merits or demerits.-or even a set of rules! Listen to me and remember that a lenient Senior is easier upon you than many others might be! Debutantes or Not? LL winter we had been flying about. crowding parties. teas, dances and luncheons, one on top of another, and all on top of school work. until any one might have thought us the real debutantes of the winter. Then came the early days of spring, with their slow, warm breezes and drowsy atmosphere-and we halted! Vyfe felt some great heavy pressure, something that had completely enveloped our tired beings, slipping off our shoulders. We were not sure that we had placed the load there ourselves: we half felt as if it were not really our fault that so many invitations had come in, and we in the defenseless position of having to accept or hurt some- body's feelings. But is it not appalling for acceptance to become a duty, and neglect of work-that kind of work which we can do only between thirteen and eighteen-'to be imposed upon us against our will? Looking back over the whole winter, l felt I had forfeited a lot of satisfacticn in doing my school work easily and happily for something else outside of the scheme of my education. Was it worth while? l searched the calendar of the three months and I found just one incident that came from my social activity that seemed worth while. lt happened at one of our many teas. A bit of stray gossip had come in about a young girl who had just been cast upon her own resources, with but a frail body to combat the world. We searched her out, and placed her in a home for the sick and feeble. I grew into the habit of passing almost daily through those iron gates. upstairs to her room, and watching those quick. restless movements she made, that showed how tired she was of waiting for pain to take its flight. Seldom dial l see a light flicker across her face: she seemed utter stranger to joy, and a little would have meant so much to her. l had been prodigal all winter of all those things which would have meant health and happiness to her. l had had enough all winter to make ten girls happyfand only by chance. merest chance. had l found one of thgnqj Ig not this the rm! evil in our social excesses,-that, forgetting how the other half lives we claim for ourselves ten times as much as we need, and so far have found no way of denying or sharing? A shock like this L-vperience brings us to our senses. lfrom noxv on l stand for fewer pleasures, simpler pleasures less expensive pleasures.---that l may enjoy moderatelyz u waccused by my own conscience. 82 rl-Hl: Wizixiiiiaa-fgratgix Emgndalous Club? Business Manager: NVell, how many ads did you get yesterday? F3: I got two orders in one place. B. M.i Great! XVhat were they7 F32 One was to get out and the other was to stay outf' A fX4ERE DETAIL. Miss NV. treading lvl. Lfs themej Then he swung his leg dejeetedly over his shoulder. IN4. L. Oh, no! Miss NV. Oh, l see now. lt's his bag, A. R. Ctranslating Vergilj. She wept and Hlled her bay Csinumj with tears. Mlle. Cellier. There were Arabs running all over the dessert. C. G. Ctranslating Vergill. My son. l will no longer hold you sus- pended. Csuspensumjf' Overheard in Latin class: 'AMiss C.. l've Hnished, but l didnt do it all. Keith: 'iDon't disturh me. l'm thinking ol a very weighty matter. Dor.: Yourself7 Miss Scofield: An Nett, how near were you to the right answer? An Netti Two seats away. I-lave you read Freckles7 No. that's my veil. Theme Class-Miss NV. She knew that someone very clear was waiting for her and when she saw themfn l-low would you correct the error? G.. without hesitation. 'AOh. when she saw him! THE ScANDALous CLUB 83 'iConstitit in digitos extemplo eorrectus uterquef' Each immediately stood upon his Hngersf' Translating German. Anonynietat -nom de plumage. lvleine Gott. Lordy! Theme Class, i'Who was Scylla? E. C. Why, she was one of the nymphs. Was Apollonaris also one of the shepherds? Miss XV. i'And what are your opinions on the subject of divorce? G. P. I think a man has a right to get one if his wife is dead. Miss F. Cstumbling over a chair on her way to the blaekboardj, i'Oh. excuse me! V Miss XV. discussing point of view in the Rhetoric class and exempli- fying it with the Pageant. 'iAnd when the people left their places and went around to view it from the back what did they lose? B. S. Their seats. lt is said that F. F. F.. after studying some German stories of high literary standard. has decided to lay ina store of small red baskets before she comes out in society. ln our class theres a maiden so pink That it's caused much excitement we think. Now we put it up to you. Do you not wonder who ls this maid so adoraloly pink? XVanted: Padlocks, the strongest in captivity. for holding on bloomers. Apply P. Keith and D. Nlohnston. Lizbeth H. Cin Ancient Historyj :Hannibal went down to Africa for minor operations. Miss Seoheld, eneouragingly: Yes? E. l-l. Yes. and he died from an operation on appendicitis. Primary Child. lX4iss B.. l was going to bring my kitty today but she got so nervous at the thought of coming to school that I had to leave her at home. 84 'THE Wiiixi i 111.14-eocpk lf all thc tormcnts, :ill thc cares. XVith which our days are curst, Of all the plague of all our days. The freshmen are the worst. Freshmen. when the things you say Are vexing to the bestl Keep your silly tongues in check. And give yourselves a rest. julia Coburn: What a lot of idioms to give us for one lesson! Mme. Cellier: i'That doesn't make one poetry. though. ln French class: ' Margaret Hanna: Napoleon went to St. Helena and died of his own accord. Mme. Cellier: You dev-il-devil! Class in unison: What7 Mme. Cellier: 'iDeveloped, I mean. I always want to say 'devilf Overheard i'1 the dressing room: You Knights certainly need shields, Pupil in M. and M. history: He gave a portion of it to the Tsar- into what he named the Grand Duke-y of Warsaw. Teacher: Duehy! Pupil: Whats Dutch about NVarsaw. Miss -Y? NI. L. T. Ctranslatingj: The thermometer abascd itself, ln this school theres a class known as -junior XVhose actions could never be luniorg For it dares to declare. That the Sophs it can scare, When we all know which class is the punior. German VI. straggling slowly into Miss Wclsh's room loves to be greeted by lines so suited to their dispositions and faccst Slowly, one by one, in the inhnite meadows of Heaven Blossom the lovely stars-the forget-me-nots of the Angels. 'THE FRESHEST EVER The Freshest Ever HERE came a class into this room Some seven months ago, Vifhose sparkling wit seemed nothing fit To meet the glaring foe. 'AThey termed us but a silly class In whom no brain they sawl CAnd yet, unknowingly, in truth. They made our little words their lawj And e'en Miss Witham, one who has Good taste by mind divine, Declared our voices much too loud After the clock struck nine. Yet we, determined angels white. just let them roar and rave, But when we showed our knowledge gold For more they'd ever crave. Our words seemed simple words enough And yet we used them so That what in other's mouths was rough ln ours was musical and low. The teachers don't know how we learned For idly day by day We sit and smile among ourselves, Or scorn the Seniors' way. And after we are dead and gone. CThough dead well never bej Theyll sigh again and say. No more Such maidens shall we see. C1'Xpologics and thanks to lVlr. L owellj THE WI-1..xTrink-cock The Luncheon Hour ETNVEEN two hours on the program. When I'm hungry as hungry can be: Comes a pause in the day's occupation, XVhen's its lunch-time, sweet lunch-time for me Toward the lunch-room, I see in the sunlight. Descending the broad hall stair, Noble Seniors, gay juniors, and Sophomores, And Freshmen with never a care, A sudden ring of the call-bell, A sudden rush by the wall, And by doors that are thrown wide open We come back to our study hall. The teachers are back in their classroomsg The pupils snatch up all their books, And if they don't know their next lessons- They can lay it all off on the cooks. AN E.NCl-IANTED lsLE 87 ,e s K Interrnedlate Department H 4 Drilwlz by .flfirtf Srhlizelzer An Enchanted Isle OU all know how mysterious lvlaxfield Parrishs pictures are, and how you long to sail up the hidden windings of his rivers, and climb his shady little trees. and find the enchanted princess in his sleepy little turrets. ln thcse mystic places I do wander when I close my eyes as l sink into the downy pillows of my bed. One night l found myself a princess robed in silken garments of the softest hue. sailing in a galley richly decorated with gold and silver ornaments, in richness reminding one of Cleo- patra's barge. On it glided until it reached an island that seemed a little paradise with its trees. and gardens, and deer contentedly cropping the grass beneath their dainty hoofs. Landing by a winding path, we soon reached marble steps leading to an open portal from which came slowly a beautiful girl to extend greetings. NVQ followed her into a magnihcently furnished room where the king was seated upon his throne of splendor. At our approach the king came down from the throne, and kissing my hand. desired me to enjoy all the delights of the spacious palace. l was led through halls of beauty until we reached 88 THE XVICATIlflll-f2UC,li a room hlled with flowers of all colors. .-Xt the faint trill of a tiny golden whistle, which hung about the neck of my companion, the flowers began to awake and climb from their places. NVhen they were all on the floor before me, they joined hands and danced around the splashing fountain until, at the sound of the whistle. they reluctantly returned to their beds. NVe went from room to room. each more luxuriously furnished than the lastp we saw the kings own bed chamber. and then the highest turret where nothing but dust and cobwebs reigned. As we returned to our barge we were told that a sleeping princess lay chained to a rock waiting for one knight to come who could break the spell, which long ago a wicked enehantress had woven, Thus my wandering ended. for the clear light of the morning was flooding my room: but turning again to my picture. there came the flitting wish that IQI4 might be the magic year in which the princess of the island should awake. NANf1Y Tou.. Class A. The Green and White for Aye! AR the way from red or blue And black also would not dog Rarely is the purple used: Start the yellow and we'd losel Touch me not, oh pink or browng With the gaudy orange down! Wear the green and white, the crown! lVlARY AizERNA1'HY. Class A. Calidore's Quest UT from the court of King Arthur. Calidore, full of youth, valor and thirst for adventure, rode toward the setting sun. But no one came to do battle with him save the rain and the storm-wind: for the farther he rode the colder the weather became. and leaves were plucked from the trees and whirled around him. and the air was filled with hail and snow. ' On the third day he came to a hill on whose summit stood a tall, broad- shouldered youth. The boy seemed very sorrowful and every time the wind whistled through his long green robe. he moaned and wrung his hands which seemed hardly more than skin and bones. Calidore addressed the lad and asked to serve him. saying that he was a knight of King Arthurs Court and sworn to give succor to all in distress, He learned that only the bravest den to ore all ian ret rge me ess Jas US nd h. n. id er fd d h d t 't Ti IE ELF DANfIE 8o and strongest of knights could hope for success and eagerly demanded the adventure. Following the youth down the hill and across a broad plain. they saw through the shifting snow a cold grey stone castle. Then the youth spoke, Lol there is your adventure, Sir Knight, and know that I am the Spirit of the Fir, and that once when this plain was green and beautiful. I dwelt in frolie and pleasure in yonder castle and my comrades were the Lily. the Elm, the Violet, and all the subjects of the Rose, our queen. But there came a powerful knight, clad all in armor of steel, riding a huge grey horseg with him came Cold and Snow and Wind and Ice and before them my com- panions quailed and fell, and I alone was left to drag on a miserable existence in this wilderness, while the grey knight stands guard over my queen and my friends. Despair not, O Fir, cried Calidore, for verily the knight shall rue his misdeedsf' So saying. he put spurs to his horse. and rode toward the castle where. through the fast falling snow, he could distinguish the great grey form of the knight, XVith shout of denance and leveled lance the knight charged upon Calidore and for three hours they did battle mightily. At last by reason of great strength Calidorc overcame, and the knight wounded unto death rode away across the plain, and Cold and Snow and Ice and Wind disappeared with him. Then the sun came out and the south breeze, and grass took possession of the plain. The dainty snowdrops came forth and was the first to greet and thank her deliverer. With a flare of honeysuekle trumpets. Queen Rose herself came forth to show gratitude to Calidore. And then were gay pavilions spread, and sweet music went forth, but Calidore remained not: he must press ever onward to meet and overcome the powers of evil. MARION Howes, Class A. The Elf Dance N comes an elf, but cautiously. Who skips about and looks to see That none there be save Calidore. Then quickly summons comrades more. Then in come two in spritely dance, Vxfho full of plots and plannings prance. Around and 'round. with elfish smile, Conspiracies form him to beguile. Then in eome some. say ten or more. Who make a ring round Calidorel Court maidens come to play with balls. Then elves away to elhn halls, CQYITHIIRINE DIQKEY, Class A. Q0 THE XVi5,x'i'i-iek-eozzk Dressing the Baby NCURL those toes this minute, lkiiss. I can't Gt shoes to knots. That's bcttcrl just a little more. Now thats the best yet. lots. Stand up, and if you please, stand still. This dress is wrong side out. It's on you now. you needn't squall. Nor sniff, I pray. nor pout. Your hair's so long. it's full of snarls.- I beg your pardon, dear, I never meant to brush so hard. I won't again, don't fear. Come back to me. I'm not half through.- Oh dear! shes gone for good. I guess I'll not go after her, All I can stand, I've stood. RAMQNA DEAKYNE, Class A. The Science Fairy MAN sat brooding before a very low fire. He was very sad and even his movements showed that something troubled him greatly. In the second story of this poor house lay his wife in the agony of fever. There were no doctors or nurses standing around to wait on her. no medicine to help her get well: the only thing that watched for her was Death. I-Iour after hour passed and still the man sat brooding. Suddenly he started up, and putting on coat and hat, walked straight to the Patent Office of the Commonwealth Building. Vv'hat do you want? said the manager. Today, as I sat hopelessly before my fire bemoaning my fate. some- thing seemed to tap upon my shoulder and whisper in my ear. The man hesitated. I'll have none of your nonsense, said the manager. The man seemed not to hear for he continued, I turned my head, but saw nothing. I turned back to the fire and I heard a voice whisper. 'Search the ocean. find its depth, its densityf The voice ceased, but inspiration to invent useful instruments to make ocean investigation possible has come to me. Now OR THEN? qi HYOU shall have your chance. said the manager. Tomorrow l will send your wife to the hospital and help you as you need. Five years passed and around a merry crackling fire sat a little boy, the farther and mother and a baby girl of six months, The man was the same who five years before was penniless and in despairg tonight he was telling them all how the Science Fairy had brought them happiness. MARGARET jones. Class A, Now or Then? place girl in the time of Louis XIV. but l should rather be a lady of the Court. a favorite of the King, or some woman of influence in Louis' time than to live in IQI4. The highest ambition of today for many people is to be leaders of society, to be rich. to travel much. to be stylish and to set the styles. lf an artist, to have his pictures sold for high prices. if an author, to have his books popular, if an actress. to be the leading lady and have applause, if a sculptor, to get high prizes. if in societygto outdo her neighbors, The fears of a young girl coming out into society are that the flowers and decorations will not be as handsome as those of a friend who came out last week, that the sewing will not be done properly, that she will not have as pretty a dress as Mary Bell who is to come out next Meek. The fears of a wife are that her husband may be hurt by cars or automobiles, that her new dress will come home too late for the dance, that her neighbor may copy her hat. Mothers fear that there are holes in her childs stockings, that a petticoat shows. or that the hair ribbons are not fresh, or that she may forget her manners when out. Even a king or queen hasn't the power and pomp of former days. lf l were living in the time of Louis XIV, l should wish to be a first or second cousin to the king or queen. My winters should be spent in a hotel in Paris and my summers in a country palace. When l went out l should go attended by twenty-Eve guards. The Queen being very fond of me would have me spend much of my time at the Court. During that time l should attend Court balls, card parties, and spend days in hunting trips, At other times the king and queen would visit me at my palace, and on leaving would present me with ten milk-white steeds. with gold embroidered saddles and two wonderful coaches, There would be a few months in London spent mostly at Windscnx' Castle. At the ball given by the Duke of Buckingham the ladies would receive oriental searfs and ropes of pearls. l should travel with twenty trunks and seven jewel boxes. Such or greater life l should VVOULD rather be a common-place girl in IQI4 than a common- want as a woman of Louis' time. Q2 'IAHI1 XX'i5,x'1iii-La-c1oc1k If a man, I should wish to be as great as Clardinal Richelieu in the reign of Henry. I should wish to rule the kingdom, using the king as an instrument. Surely the variety of life in the reign of Louis XIV. and the pomp and splendor of those days, surpasses any pleasures offered in the life of rom, I-I,xRRii2'i' Davis. Cilass B, Why I Should Like to Live in the Age of Chivalry HO is there who would not rather live in the age of chivalry than any other? The time when a knights sword was always loose in its scabbard, prompt to defend his honor or his lady- love? When I think of my favorite age in history there are many that pass across my mind as being times of adventure. or of progress. When Rome and Greece were at the height of their power and glory, in the days of our own revolution. and a hundred years ago in France when my hero, Napoleon, was Emperor and leader instead of being merely a mighty name: but above all these in my mind, is the age of chivalry, that great step from barbarism to civilization. Although many of the rules and regulations seem fantastic and overdone, it was a great advance. teach- ing as it did. gentleness and courtesy. Reading Scotts novels on chivalry, it seems as though the life of the knights and ladies in those days must have been one gay pageant. with the glittering armor of the knights. the bright colors of their shields and banners. the softer tones of the ladies' flowing robes, and the somber colors of the castles for a background. The tournaments have always had a particular charm for mc, and if some kind fairy should give me three wishes-the fairy stories always say three, though I don't see why-one. and the first, would be to seea mediaeval tournament. I can shut my eyes and see it all1 the noble chargers of the knights stamping impatiently as hery and eager as their mastersp the heralds and marshals and the galleries full of ladies and the older knights and barons: and then the wild charge, and after all the victorious knight appointing the queen of Beauty and Love. and receiving from her hands the chaplet of laurel. And how interesting would be the life at the castles with the hunts over the moors with birds and dogs. and listening in the evening to the tales of the minstrels, and above all. the feeling that at any moment the enemy, whether they were Scots or rebels, might besiegc and possibly take the strong- hold. For thesereasons and because of the high ideals and standards of the time. the age of chivalry is the age in which I should like best to live. Fimwtiigs IIAXON, Class B. DREAMLAND Q3 The Lilac H! purple plume Of lilac bloom, Dost thou paint the evening sky, XVhen canopied with violet rays The sun doth slowly die? Oh! waving plume Of lilac bloom, Dost thou perform the breeze, Vifhich your blossoms greet XVith fragrance sweet The honey bees to tease? MARY E. NVATSON, Class B. Dreamland T was bed time, but Margery was not ready for it. Really she was never ready for bed. Persuasions of every kind had been tried but all had failed. This night Margery's mother thought of a new plan. Margery, she asked, have you never visited Dream- land? Dreamland? repeated Margery in wide-eyed interest. Yes, replied her mother, Dreamland When I was your age I had been there several times. Tell me about it. commanded Margery, alw'-.ys ready for a story. Oh, I cant describe it, you must visit it yourself to find out about it, her mother answered. But how do you get there? inquired Margery. I can't tell you that either, you are taken while you are asleep, responded Mrs. Vxfalton. A'Do you think I could go tonight? questioned Margery. Perhaps, replied her mother. I'm going to bed this instant, announced Margery, and for almost the first time in her life she departed without the combined efforts of the family. She was soon ready for bed and, after a time, sleeping soundly. It was not long before a little hgure elad in soft, silky brown appeared, and seemed to motion her to follow. A'By the order of the Queen of Dreams. said the little guide, I have come to take you to Dreamland. But you must hurry for Time is flying and he has certainly moved an inch since I started. 'm ed cle lhe nu .Q s in U- W2 re EC it fn 3- K1 C 1. C 's l. if 3 Lglll.. Tm-3 BoA'i'M.xN 05 lylrs. Jones Thompson swept. into thc room. but before she could speak lN4rs. Haramon said. 'AUh plane. that child of yours! Vvlhv dont vou cut off that golden hair and put courtplaster over those dimples? She is so silly and vain about them. A 'AXVell. Sylvia. she has a right to be proud of her darling dimples. said lvlrs, jones Thompson. 'iHm. how tight her corset is! l dont see how she hobbles in those tight skirts. And to think of her wearing those expensive crmine furs and a plumed hat! iX'ly child wears drab dresses and plain coats and hats and looks like a child and not like a fashion plate. and her hair is combed in a straight and simple way. The idea ol' your child having a governess just to learn nothing. lvly daughter shall go to a sensible public school, l believe you intend to send your daughter to a boarding school where girls dally away their precious time. Oh jane. how can you be so foolish? Emmaline is going to a college for a good education-Radcliffe or Bryn lX4awr will be the place for her. Shell learn to play the piano in the right way. and practice three hours a day. l suppose your daughter doesnt practice Hve good min- utes a day, Good afternoon. I hope l'x'e done you some good. jane. Good af ternoon. C:ATHliRlNE MARsH. Class B. Bill, the Boatman is known to all as Bill, One day last summer we went to the boathouse and called again and again Bill! Oh Bill! There was silence for some time. but presently we heard a dull thud followed by a rapping sound. and then Shiver my timbers! Shiver and shiver my timbers! From a nearbv HERE is a little boathouse on the Luture River and its keeper room came Bill. rolling you might almost say but for his peg leg. and ex- claiming as before. 'Shiver my timbers! He motioned to us and said. i'Sit down. sit down. but he immediately seemed troubled because there was nothing to sit on. All at once hc remembered the boats and asked us to go down and sit in them. His queer ways interested us and we drew him into telling us his history. He told us some stories that all sailors tell. He had been on the sea in the Hercest storms. had captured pirate boats. and had caught monstrous whales. All the while Bill was rowing us down the river toward a rocky ledge. Here he asked us to get out for he wished to show us something. He moved a stone which made a sort ol' door to the eave beyond. and then showed us chests of old money. jewels. and clothes which were his delight. XVC stayed in the eave a long time as everything was so interesting. M On our way back l noticed the little blue sailors cap. and the old Q5 THE XVEATI IIiReC1OClI4 blue sailors suit that looked as if it had gone through two centuries. XVhen we were leaving the boathouse he asked us to come again for he could tell us 'Athings we never heard the like of. and as we walked away we could hear the noise of his peg leg upon the floor of the boathouse, and his ever-ready expression, A'ShiVer my timbers. Shiver and shiver my timbers. IVIARCARET l-ocik1.AND. Grade VI. Elves ERRY. happy elves are we, Full of gladsome joy and gleel Dancing over dale and hill. Never, never, stand we still. All together. twenty-nine, ' In and out we all entwinel Gaily dance and sing for joy. Human folks we ne'er annoy. Our dear leader called Eron. Dressed in flowing soft chiffon, To the woods us oft did bring, Teaching us to dance and sing. All day long we dance and sing, Daisies listen, blue bells ringl Homeward happily we troop, Gay wood elves, a merry group. MARY SCHUTZ, Class C. Ice Fairies OIVIE children do not believe in fairies but. as I do, I will tell the story an Ice Fairy told me. I shall have to tell you the name of the fairy who told the story so curiosity will not get thebetter of you. I-IernamewasGrasshopper. Now you think that a very curious name, but I will tell you a reason for such a name. Every fairy queen that belongs to the Icicle Family has hopper on the end of her name. This fairy was named Grasshopper because she was queen of the fairies who froze the grass and she owned the little band of fairies who did the work cold nights, Every one of their names is Grass. so when Grasshopper calls, Come here, Grass. they all come at once, and she does not have the trouble of calling a lot of mixed-up names. Don't you IXIY TRIP 'ro Mexico Q7 think that is convenient? XVhen you grow up. name your children all the same name. Grasshopper was this fairy's name. because she was queen and Overseer of the Crass fairies. and this is her story. Once upon a time fas all stories beginj there were three sisters. These sisters liked to listen to the leaves in the trees. and the murmuring of the brooks. and every lovely sound in nature, One day it rained, and all the Ice Fairies came out to freeze the ground and anything they laid their hands on. When the overseers saw thc work. they were very much pleased, add they should have been pleased. for such a magnificent sight as it was! Every- thing had been coated with ice. and when the moon shone. every iciclc showed a tiny light. and they were more beautiful than many diamonds. Since the fairies do such good work. the Queens let it be done every winter night, until one night when they do poor work. and that is the first day of Springhthe beginning of the new season when all the Spring Fairies come out to work for Spring. Then XVinter who is an old man. passes away. and lets baby Spring come in. SARA HousToN, Class C. My Trip to Mexico FEW' years ago my aunt took me to New Mexico. It seemed only a short time before I knew almost everybody in town. Sometimes I played with a little girl whose name was V. R. One day I had a very funny experience, though I didn't think it so funny when it happened. I was trying to climb over a fence and got my foot caught in the pickets. and there I hung until V. R. discovered me and ran home to tell the maid. As soon as the maid came I was free from my prison,-thank goodness! My cousin had a beautiful collie dog named Pit-a-pat. who was killed by a mean man soon after we left. One time we went camping away up in the mountains. A man named lylr. Beddicheck took me on his back over the highest peak that was near us. In the evenings we burned soapweed. a kind of cactus. and it looked like fireworks. Near the place where we camped was a goat ranch. and we took some pictures ol' the goats. 'I'he only accident that we had was that lvlr. Beddichecks dog. Hobo. was bitten on the jaw by a rattlesnake. but fortunately he did not die. NANCY MAsTEN. Class D. dio i6I'C p, ing US DUI' ks, ian VC 25. we ,le How wa coT Pussr-Wittows QQ 'iOh, gracious! cried the little lady. 'iDon't drop me down into the street and break me all to pieces! lVIeow, meow, said the cat and arched it back. How mean! To take her right in the middle of her dance! exclaimed the paint boxes. ' It's a shame. cried the desks in chorus, One, two, three, four, Eve. six, struck the clock and everything scram- bled back to its place, In came the witch, with the japanese Lady just on the verge of falling from the broom stick, Had not one of the stools caught her and helped her to her pedestal on the shelf, she would have fallen on the Hoor and broken to pieces. Miss japanese Doll then held up her hands the way they always were and everything settled down to rest. , That is what happened on the night of March second, on Monday, in ioi4. MARGUERITE MUNGER, Class D. How We Got Pussy-Willows NE day a mole got a baby and, of course, she was very proud of him. Her husband was the king of the moles, and so they had very many palaces under ground and many other things, too. The baby had four nurses and was very well taken care of. The mole lived under- ground until he was eight months old, and he had never been in the daylight. One day his mother thought she would take him out into the beautiful world, and so, at six o'clock that evening, just as the sun was going down behind a cloud, they went out doors. Oh, how beautiful it smells! exclaimed the baby. Yes, answered his mother, 'iit does. After a while they came to the green forest, and this the baby mole thought must be the most beautiful of all, Then the mother forgot that her baby was with her, for she was in the habit of going alone to the forest. Vxfhcn the baby mole realized that he had lost his mother and did not know the way home Cand of course he could not seej. he ran up on a little twig to sob and go to sleep, for you know he was very tired of running so fast with his mother. He curled up and soon went to sleep. By and by a fairy came along and saw the little mole. She thought he looked very cunning, so she turned him into a pussy-willow. Every spring you may see many baby mole pussy-willows on the branches of the willow trees. Fiumcas AIKENS, Class D, IOO THE Wiz,xTiiER-fzoctit Spring HE flowers come in pleasant spring. And joy to all of us they bring. Their colors are so fair and bright, To me, fTow'rs seem all made of light, The buttercups are gold and gay, They blossom in the month of lvlay. The violet is fair and shy. And roses blossom bye and bye. The buds will soon be leaves of green. And lovely springtime will be seen. Birds and Flowers, each pleasant thing Doth come to us in the lX1erry Spring. PEGGY SMITH, Grade D. Daifodil ECAUSE he was gaily and brightly attired With a frill that was positively silly, We gave him a name, lt is always the same. We call him the Daffy-down-dilly. DOROTHY SUTTON, Class D Flkl-HT Couwrily SToRE ioi The Country Store HE country store has every artiele imaginable. from a Very little thing to a Very big thing. lt is used for a drug store, grocery store, and hardware store. The farmers gather around the stove and talk about ghosts. Crops, and fires. They also talk about other things. This store is also used as a postofhee, and each man has his mail box. The store is usually in the center of the town, and is very small. The stores that you see in this city are very big, Our stores do not have things like the country stores, but more and nicer and they arenlt all in the same little room, but in different departments. The farmers are nearly always tif-ping their ehairs and smoking their pipes. The candy that you get at the country store is not very healthy, because it has been in the store so long. Near the store are hitehing posts, and f W you usually see a lot of horses tied to them, X YA X p - The farmers sometimes stay there for t I, if hours and just talk and tell funny stories. Some of the stories are like this: SCHOOL IS OUT 0. , mi QQ i X, V 4 - Y J a if I it L Y V y K Once upon a time about a year ago. X W' l 1 my wifes chicken--why it died, She felt S- A l 5 l awful bad about it. so do you know what l T W ,l had to do about it7 l just had to buy her rx -f another. N , ll , jfxwtw SMITI 1, Class D. f11'1l7i'll0I' Q'l'.v.t Illlffifu IO2 THE XVIALA 1 i if-,iz-rociiq tone 3 THE PRIMARY DEPARTMENT H Primary Department t E U Q Cathedrals in England AST summer we went to Europe and saw all the English Cathedrals, Some of them were very large and in all of them there were great round pillars and all kinds of fancy curlyeues on them. The Hrst cathedral that I saw on this trip was Winchester. Vxfinehester Cathedral is very beautiful and the outside of it is made of stone. The inside is beautiful. too. ln the back of the cathedral is a font made of stone and carved, The organ is way up at the top of the screen which had different holy men carved in it, Some of them were St. john. St. Peter. St. Mark, and Christ was in the middle, CA ri ieuimts IN ENGLAND 103 The altar was not so pretty as the one at Saligburv, The next cathedral was Salisbury and my how beautiful it is! It has a wonderful spire so tall it looks as if it touched the sky, The inside is very plain. with beautiful pews, and above the screen is a cross. and there was no organ to make it look ugly. Around the outside of the cathedral is a pretty park with benches and lovely trees so tall they look a hundred years old, After dinner we went down to the brook and saw the cows and the lovely reflection of the cathedral in the water. From Salisbury we went to Canterbury and this cathedral is some- thing like the one at Winchester. Some men were repairing it, so it did not look as nice as it might have, After we had Gnished seeing the cathedral we went oyer to the Bishops Palace. In the yard of the palace was a famous tree and mother picked a leaf oh' the tree to keep. Cur next town was Peterboro and here something funny happened. The cathedral was not much to look at. but I liked it any way. In the morning when wc came down to eat breakfast at the inn, papa ordered coffee. boiled eggs and prunes. When the coffee came in, I laughed and papa said, i'What are you laughing at? I told him that I was laughing at the coffee pot. It was a plain ordinary coffee pot, but a bag holding the grounds hung out all around the top of the pot. Papa said he guessed it was made out of an old manis sock and we all laughed at that. XVC went to York from Peterboro and as the next day was Sunday we all went to the cathedral for service. In the afternoon papa preached at St. Olivers and talked japanese to the little children who laughed and thought it was such funny talk. Durham, our next cathedral. is on a high point like Quebec, only there is no water around it. There are beautiful pillars on the inside. Then we went back to dear old London and saw that very large cathedral-West- minster Abbey. I couldnt see much because it was so crowded and besides I was tired of churches by this time. XVC went to Scotland from l.onelon and there I saw a little church that I liked better than all the big ones in England. It was small and cosy and had a fire in a stoye in the back part of it. Papa preached there and he used the same sermon that he had in all the other places. He repeated that poem of Longfellows. I shot an arrow into the air. I could almost preach that sermon myself before we left England! I wouldnit mind going abroad again some time, but I do not want to see cathedrals next lime. .fXMAi.m Pfxariliooii, Grade III. IO4 Tins XVI-.miiii.iL-cgocii Our Annual Picnic VERY year our Primary Room has a picnic and so we decided to go on Vwfednesday of this weck if it didnt rain. XVe woke on NVednesday to find it a beautiful sunshiny day. Ev-:ry one was delighted when we got to school to End that we were going to Eileen l-loffman's grandmothers farm. So promptly at eleven o'eloek we started in six auto- mobiles with several older people. lt had rained the day before and the country was lovely. the rain had laid the dust and we had a splendid ride, As we drew near, the house looked like an old castle, just like those l saw when l was coming down the Rhine. There was a beautiful drive way up to the house, with lovely shade trees that made it so cool and nice. There were ever so many barns for the cattle and lovely green fields of alfalfa. with little lavender flowers growing in among it. There were about three summer houses with vines growing all over the top. NVC ate in the largest and prettiest summer house, lt was round and made of logs with the bark left on. There was an opening at each end and on the inside were chairs and tables and benches entirely around it where we sat and ate. Well. after a delicious lunch we heard music and when we went over to the other side of the yard, we found a merry-go-round with an organ on it that played different tunes. There were four seats, but it often carried Fifteen children. at ICHSC. Scattered about the yard were swings. a teeter- totter and a sliding board. After a while we went to the barn to sec the sheep and pigs. VVhen we got there we saw mules, horses. chickens and calves. As we were leaving lvfiss Babbitt took our picture, some of us sitting on top of a four-rail fence. and some standing by it on the ground. When we got back to the house we ate some more and rode on the merry-go-round and played house. Soon we heard an automobile and it was Mr. Kenefie and lwfr. Hoffman bringing out Miss Barstow. l think lxfrs. Kenefie must know children pretty well, because she had so many things for us to play with, and l know she doesn't use them herself. We had ice cream and cake just before we left, and at half-past four we thanked Mrs. Kenefic for all her kindness and said good-bye and came home wishing we all had a farm like hers. l4A'I'HERlNE WALKER, Grade lll. Norris Fizowfi .x DIARY IOS A Runaway Rabbit AST year my sister and I had two rabbits that we got down town at an animal store. We paid fifty cents each. XVe kept them in a cage in the back yard. About three o'cloek one afternoon some dogs came along and barked at the rabbits. One rabbit got so frightened that he dug a hole and ran into the next yard and the dogs chased the rabbit. When Constance, my sister. heard the dogs she got up and put her shoes and kimona on and went to see what was the matter. She ran into the next yard and looked and looked. At last she found one of the rabbits and took it home and put it in a basket in the cellar. Then she went in and dressed for she was getting cold. and went to find the other rabbit, but she could not Gnd it. She came into the house crying, and by that time mother, father and l were up and dressed. Cfonstance told us that the rabbits were gone and so we all set out to hunt for them. After a long chase Constance said. Oh, here it is! I found it inside of its own cage! When she picked it up. it was dead. The dogs had scared it to death. But the other rabbit that she had put in the basket was all right and lived several months after, but Hnally died of old age. KA1'H1a111s1E P1z15scoT'11 Grade Ill. Notes From a Diary ULY 15. IQIZ. Left Kansas City on the Cfalifornia Limited at nine o'clock lN4onday morning with Grandma Histed and sister. The Grst day was warm. Hot and dusty going through Kansas. JULY io, Slept iine1 night very comfortable: extremely cool going through the desert on account lof the heavy rain- fall several days prior, JULY 17. Stopped at Albertiuerque and purchased a filigree beauty pin made by the lX4exicans. Saw the beach and the Pacific Ocean by moon- light. 'lihe breakers are much larger than those on the Atlantic. Eleven- thirty p. m. when we arrived home. JULY go, Sunday Went to the beach with our lunch. XVe three girls took off our shoes and stockings and went in wading. while thefolder ones gm 1unch-.hUd Pgtgytty salad, sour pickles, sweet pickles, doughnuts, corn on thc CO5 huilcd cpm, lggmgt-, sandwiches. bun sandwiches. ham. apricots, 106 VTSIIE XVEATIfIIiR-COCK plums and peaches. Had a puncture on the way home. lt was one of those old crazy Fisk tires. That night I was croupy. but it was not from the ocean. JULY zz. About one o'clock started sightseeing. Our first stop was at a swimming pool, where a man was standing on his head in the water. Second stop was at the Pigeon Farm. where there were over one hundred thousand pigeons. Last stop was at the Ostrich Farm. They were very ugly and had long necks and legs. JULY zo. At breakfast received a telegram from mother saying they were fine. but too busy to write, 'iAhem! JULY 31. Took the Triangle Trolley trip. AUG. 1. Pretty much worn out. so all we did was rest. In the evening went to a picture show of course. AUG. z. Didn't do much today. cither. AUG. 6. In the evening Uncle Joe. Crannie Histed, sister and I all went to Chinatown. Bought some real Chinese slippers. AUG. 7. Stopped at lvlonrovia and visited the largest grape vine in the world, which covers o.ooo square feet. Had some grape juice from it and it was very good. AUG. 11. Too tired to go any place. AUG. 11.. I-Iad the baby that lives across the street over to spend the day. AUG. 21. At twelve o'clock went to the station. I was very car-sick that night, but in the morning all right. AUG. zz. Arrived at Salt Lake at z:2o. Got some fresh dresses out of the trunk and went to five o'clock tea at Uline. Had a fine time. AUG. zo, Was dancing and tripped and fell. The minute I fell I began to cry. Aunt Ciig carried me upstairs and they called Dr.-- and he said my wrist was not broken but badly sprained. That night I slept with sister. SEPT. 14. Went to the Tabernacle to hear the organ. They played six pieces and it certainly was beautiful, SEPT. 15. Two months ago today left home. SEPT. 18. Left at 7.235 for Kansas City. SEPT. zo. Got up at twenty minutes of eight: at Q11 5 arrived in Kansas City. I have certainly had one grand time. but it does seem good to get home. IVIARY I lIST1iD. Grade III. OSC 3l l. as er. red ery wey ing all 'ine it and sick out l I nd ept yed SHS get A TRUI-1 STORY OF wx RATTi.i2sNAk12 IO7 A Trip to the Cat Show NE day last winter we heard there was a cat show down town. so the children in the primary room decided to go. Vxfe went because we had been studying about animals. eats especially. lvir. Gaylord got passes for us all. WIC went in automobiles with about six in each. When we got there Virginia Snider and Isabelle Curdy were already there. waiting with their mothers. Vv'hen the rest of the automobiles got there. we went in. There was a long row of boxes that the cages were ong they were along the sides of the room. lvlost of the cages had cushions in them and some had saucers. About all the cats were asleep. Some of them were patted but some looked too ferocious to pat. Vvle saw some being taken out of their cages to rest them. Miss Bessies cat was there. too. and it won a prize. The other cat who won a prize was white with long fur and blue eyes. It had won four cups and lots of pennants. and some one said it was worth Hfteen hundred dollars. I'd like to have had the white eat because it won so many prizes. but I think it would be better to have taken thc one who had a sign on its cage that said, I want a home, because most of the people there would have liked the white one and no one seemed to want the stray cat. HELEN SMITH, Grade III. A True Story of a Rattlesnake BOUT a month ago my father was out on his horse. He rode quite far out into the country as he most always does. and as he rode along he saw a big rattlesnake in the middle of the road. He got off his horse quickly and whipped him to death with his riding whip. Then he took his pen-knife and cut off a rattle. He found there were eight rattles. so he knew the snake was eight years old. He took one rattle and brought it home to me lt was Saturday so I had to wait until Nlonday to bring it to lvliss Babbitt. my teacher. Wlhen lvlonday came. I tool: it to her and she did not like it, She was seared of it. She put in on the shell' so it wouldn't scare the children in the first grade I expect it's still there. for I never have taken it home. HAMILTON SIMPSON, 103 'I-HE XVILATIIIZR-COllK My Summer Abroad HE first place we went. after landing in Europe was Paris. NVC stayed there a day then went right to a school in Switzerland, where we spent a month. NVhen we got to the little hotel in Lausanne. Miss Mary. the lady who owns thc school, met us and took us through all of the girls' rooms. After she left us Harriette and I got dressed right away so that when the girls came back we would look clean and fresh. In about half an hour we heard them coming and the hrst we knew a lot of them were saying. 'AI am so glad you girls are here. Harrictte said. i'We have been in your rooms. Then one of the girls said. laughingly. How dare you do such a thing? Soon we went down to dinner and our class sat at a long table separated from the others. That night I asked the girls to come to our room when they were ready for bed and they said they would love to. A teacher came in while they were there. but she didnt say anything except they had better go on to bed. The next clay we went for wild strawberries up the mountain not far from the hotel. There was a clear stream of water coming down right in our path and we had to be careful not to get our feet wet. One of the biggest girls slipped on a stone and fell, but it didn't hurt her. Another girl took our pictures with her kodak while we were sitting on a big rock. Every morning we went in swimming in Lake Geneva. and when we came out we always had cookies. Every Saturday afternoon we went to a little tea shop in the town. Each person took a fork and a plate and picked out her own cakes that she wanted to eat and got her own cocoa to drink. It tasted so goodg then we all walked home. We always walked while we were at that school, for Miss Mary thought it was more healthy to walk. We never studied in books there for we only went for pleasure. XVe did have a little French, but you couldnt learn much in four lessons. One day we started with our lunches for a very high mountain and we planned to go to the very top. I got so tired and hot that I thought I'd never get there. but we finally did get pretty near the top. NVQ passed a little hut where an old woman lived. There was only one room in the house and she had to sleep there with her pigs and goats. but she didn't seem to care. There was no bed and she just slept on the floor. Honestly, I am not exaggerating. for the teacher who was with us told me so. She had a big brass kettle, an enormous one, that she made cheese in. It was as clean as clean could be. and the cheese was made of goats' milk. She was not very tall and looked about sixty or fifty-Ove and lived all by herself with no other huts anywhere near. XVC lost our way coming down XV e and, ary, Iugh got lean . we CUC als'- our the hey sav not ight the :her we wn. she we fliss We and I'd d a Iuse I KO am :ese Iilk. by nwn PHI1.IP'S TURTLE I lUNT IOQ the mountain and a man told us we would have to go back up the hill again. I just nearly died. but at last we got home. One day Harriette got a letter from father saying he was coming for us. Of course I was glad to see mother and Aunt Rose and thought I shouldnt want to go back for a long time, but since I have been home I have decided to go abroad again some time. NANCY DAVIS, Grade III. An Owl N owl sleeps all day and is awake all night. An owl came to our school one day. The man who caught the owl was Mr. R. IVI. Snyder. He put the owl under a big barrel and put some rocks under it on one side so the owl could get some air. The owl bats his eyes sometimes. It is very seldom that you will find an owl. VIRGINIA SNIDER, Grade I. Dogs DOG will be a good friend to you if you are good to him and will run and play with you every day. He will guard the house at night. I have a little Boston Bull puppy. We call him Pat. He plays with me in the yard. He will run after balls and jump for them. Everything you tell him to do, he does. Once I went to a dog show at Electric Park. Mother took me in her electric. First there were King Charles Spaniels and other dogs. Then there were bird dogs and first and second prize ones. They made so much noise that the band could hardly be heard. There were ever so many big bull dogs and little ones. We had a fine time and I should like to go again some time. MIEMUEL GATES MARTY, JR., Grade I. Philip's Turtle Hunt EAR before last, Philip was going turtle hunting in a pond in front of our house in Michigan. Some one told us that they could not find the bottom of that pond. A man was hshing in that pond and he caught a Fish that was so heavy that it pulled him down out ol sight into the water. They tried and tried to find him, but they never could. 'A sailor dove into the water and tried i io THE W'ii,xiH1514-cpocilt to save him. but he couldnt. The fisherman is still there now because no one has found him yet and l have not been there for two years myself. You remember the pond that l have been telling you about' Vv'ell. one day Philip, my brother, went turtle hunting in that same pond. There was a raft by the shore where Philip was standing. He put his line out in the pond, and when he tried to pull it in he thought the line was caught under the raft. But he had really caught a big turtle and he tried to pull it up. but it was so heavy that he could not move it. just then some one called him to dinner. so he set the pole down on the raft and went into the house. After dinner Philip went and pulled again and broke the line. Then he got a big stick and tried to stick it in the turtles shell. After two months we went home and for all I know the turtle may be swimming around the pond now. as gay ever. GLEED CJAYLCJRD, Grade lll, The Missions of San Antonio E spent the month of March in San Antonio and one Saturday papa ordered a car for two o'clock to go out and see the mis- sions of the city. First we went to an old. old church which was built in I73O. and a man showed us through. In olden days monks had lived there and built the place. It was a sort of fort with high walls aiound it. In 1835 they had a fight with the Mexicans who were trying to attack the Texas people. This was the first fight between the Texans and Mexicans. The Mexicans had four hundred men and the Texans only ninety. The Mexicans were defeated with great loss of life. while the Texans lost only one man. The man showed us where the kitchen and sitting rooms were. They had no windows at all and the book-eases were made of stone. The building itself was made of mud and stones and it took years and years to build it. The man showed us the old well they had used so long ago, People going through had carved their names on the wall. which was not very nice. This church has been repaired and is now being used for service. The little orphan children use it for their chapel. All of the other missions were just about the same. ln one the walls had fallen in, but the altar had been fixed up and l saw the wooden statues and the bell they had used long ago. There were old pictures on the walls that you could hardly see. Outside the door of this mission there were hand-carved statues, too, The cross on the church and the bars on the window were made in Spain. SC l'1O W ell, There wut in einder t up, :alled louse. Then may Ilrda y mis- ilt in ionks ' fort ttack cans. nety. s lost They lding ld it. going This phan walls tues walls too, pain. Soxiiz NEIGHBORHOOD SQUiRiuai.s iii A The doors in all the missions were so low that I had to stoop to get into the next room, They used a ladder to get up to the second floor. One mission had three old bells hanging out in front. We did not go in, but rode around its high walls. The moving picture people are taking pictures of places around San Antonio and I suppose we shall see the pictures in Kansas City some time. I found the place very, very interesting and know others would enjoy it if they went there. EILEEN HOFFMAN, Grade II. Some Neighborhood Squirrels NCE upon a time, when we lived on Warwick Boulevard. there was a nest of squirrels in our back yard, One morning I heard the squirrels making so much noise that I couldnt hear myself think. so I went out doors to see what was the matter. I saw that one of the little squirrels had fallen out of the nest. and it was he who was making most of the noise. He could not climb so we fed him and pretty soon he could climb, but he didn't seem to be anxious to go back to his nest. When we moved to Forty-seventh street. I put him in a basket and put the basket on my wheel. Then I took him to our new home. He still lives with us. but another squirrel goes around with him and there are four little ones. Almost every morning he is on top of the house. When he has run around on the roof enough, he jumps off into a tree. His Hrst nest was in an old dead tree. but or 3 day when he was in the old tree fixing newspapers in his nest, some of Mr, Nelsons workmen cut down the tree and out came the squirrel, He was not hurt. only scared. Soon he went running up a big elm tree and his nest is in it now. The four little squirrels eat up all our walnuts that we have drying in the back lot. They run through the duck-pen and the ducks try to catch them. but they never do. Every morning they seold and chase each other through the trees and whip their tails at each other and chatter. Probably by another fall the little squirrels will go to some other place and have little squirrels of their own, FAUN FREEBORN, JR., Grade III. The Christmas Play HIS year up at lvliss Barstows school we had a play called Santa Claus, jr. When the play began there were ever so many people to watch it. The hrst one that came in was Uncle Sam. who had COYUC '10 8011001 to hear what the children could do. 1 iz 'THE W iam-Herz-cock After awhile there was a knock at the door and in walked Santa Claus, jr. I-le had stolen his fathers coat, pack and reindeer. Santa Claus, Alr. gave presents to the children who spoke their pieces well. Pretty soon a messenger came with a telegram for Uncle Sam. The telegram read, Coat, pack, sleigh stolen, son kidnapped, Polar Police on track. Then little Claus hid, for he knew his father was coming. Then came two Polar Policemen to arrest the one who had stolen Santas things. They found little Claus. jr. with the coat, and they seized him and carried him off. just them came Big Santa Claus with brownies instead of reindeer, because they were stolen. He forgave little Claus and put his arms around Santa Claus, jr. Then we sang a song of good cheer. After the play was over all the mothers came down and got the things we had made for them. I liked this play better than the one last year for I was Santa Claus jr., and I'liked my part especially. I-IARoLD JONES, Grade III. E ? - Tiiia lXfioN'1'zissoRi Room 1,3 aus, . jr. The on SYNC 2 Q hey S ii 2 Off. Q fs. if Ari 4 is - a ear' 5 I A' , . i und it V 'tif it 5 ' ' . A i M, L, me i , iings 'A QS 'Q 1 , if 9 I Y 5 A A 8 . f '4 7 aus. ' f , sf V , . -- is ft ' KRW-f fs! its - r H ' 'l f' T59-f' A WT il, - . Q' 7 Q . -. Q 5-951' ,-5' I 51 '-'V - H .5 I j v , A ,H , ,, -fp A 7 as. 311 4- .. . ' L...,-.fp ' w ' ?'f 'r f-42' if ' ii f' Qt K' tl - if M ' +2t-:liz t, W gv v- fu. .1 ' .,- 1. ' -' 'M - - . T f:E- w ,. ta... 71 THE MONTESSORI SCHOOL The Montessori Room ROIVI the very hrst day our lN4ontessori class has been a real joy and the results are most gratifyingg in fact they are better than were hoped for this hrst year. They prove beyond a doubt the great value of the Dottoressas method and the truth of her fundamental principles of auto-education and of diseipline through freedom and freedom through discipline. W'e have spent the most of our time and effort on the use of the didactic material so as to try it out thoroughly. and it has stood the test splendidly. The years work has proven conclusively that the material is self-corrective. that it does train all the childs senses. and at the same time teaches him to judge. to decide. and to seleetg that it makes him a keen observer and renders him intelligently aeeurate in all he does. lt affords him countless oppor- tunities to educate himself with the least possible effort and strain. All this, together with the freedom to do whatsoever he will. so long as it does not harm himself or annoy others. makes for the best possible eliseipline, the discipline that comes from within and is not imposed from withoutL that shows itself in a thousand little kindly acts and unselfish deedsg in a self-control. hard even for some of us adults to equal, which may in one W as N A i I I4 Ti Ili XVHA ri iiiiz-cofik week transform a little rebel into a law abiding citizen of our small community and find him ready and willing to follow ones suggestionl and. as the days go by. to express his own inner development through his gain in self-control- or. as we say. in co-ordination. That is what really counts! There we see character in the building. We have twenty-one little folks, ranging in age from three to six years. and. if you could step into the room, you would not doubt that they are a busy little company, Some are sitting at the table learning to button and lace. or perfecting themselves in matching and shading colors '. another with closed eyes is trying to replace the geometric inserts by running his hnger around the rim of the ngure. Our youngest may be on the floor building. the tower. or in the sand-room busy with broom and dustpan sweeping up the sand they have spilled on the Hoor. Still others are spelling with the letters. reading from slips of paper. writing at the board. or perhaps touching the sandpaper letters as they learn the sounds. Perpaps one or two are in the rest corner quietly looking at books. Some will soon tire and run out to play for awhile. or go to the shelves and select other work. Still others are so intensely interested that they will spend thirty, forty minutes. even an hour or over. on the one thing they are trying to master. with a concen- tration that allows of no distraction. They have learned how to set a table. how to Gll the glasses without spilling any water. how to wash and dry the dishes and silver. also their tables and chairs. how to walk quietly to shut a door gently. to sit down and to move a chair or table noiselessly. to listen to and recognize all of our music. Great muscular control has been gained by walking the line and by the rhythm work. Their work with the water colors and clay has been most satisfactory, also the constructive work with the blocks, following the use of the long stair. proving most decidedly that the same efficiency is gained much more simply and directly through the use of the Montessori material than the more complicated material used heretofore. All except the very youngest can spell words by means of the sand- paper letters and the movable alphabet. Twelve can write-not printgwith chalk or pencil. words and sentences. If they had been studying a phonetic language instead of English they could long since have read simple stories. ln like manner by their work with the long stair and the sandpaper numbers they have learned to count and to read and write the numbers. to do simple examples in addition. multiplication. etc. One little four-year-old writes all the numbers to ioo. and several of the older children can do the same, The ease with which they have mastered the numbers and letters is astonishing. Several have burst into writing within a week after having learned to recognize the letters. They went up to the board and just wrote a letter. word or number. As one child put it, I just wrote them without in - 'Na-. ni ty days ol- see -ars, re a and vith ger ing. UP the ing ' in out ers ven 'en- out eir nwn our by ost use ed rial nd- 'ith 'tic ies. per rs. old the ' is ing otc ut Tim TYTONTESSORI Room IIS knowing l was doing it. Their delight in each new discovery is great and they are always eager to have every one see what they have done, The comments of our visitors have been most encouraging and appre- ciative. They invariably remark upon the ehildren's splendid self-reliance. their neatness and order in putting away their work, their alaerity in jumping up to get cloth or broom when they have upset something, their accuracy of preception and judgment, and, best of all, they notice the utter lack of discord or confusion in spite of the patter of busy little feet and the low murmur of voices. Wle have our ups and downs, but on the whole there is usually an atmosphere of harmony, and it is quite true that a childs conduct improves in proportion as he gains in power of co-ordination of movements and in interest and ability to concentrate on work. nw. , 1, I I V, 5 A I 1 'uv l T if 1 K if G 'q.,, r gf 1 Sis' Pa , 1 ' M i, Y jjixx ' I 1 -4 , 1 ML .L 4 Zi.. , i A l l s . ffl W c 'f 6: A 1 Q V-ii ii' , ' I T' Q16-it! ' .. i I You want a BATTERY FOR YOUR ELEC- TRIC CAR that will give satisfactory service on the HILLS OF KANSAS CITY. Any kind of a Battery will not do. Topograph- ical conditions here demand an ELECTRIC CAR BATTERY that is especially treated and built to withstand severe conditions. DETROIT ELECTRIC BATTERIES are used in more Electric Cars in Kansas City than any other make of battery. They give satisfaction, are fully guaranteed, and CAN BE USED IN ANY MAKE OF ELECTRIC CAR. Bring your Electric in and ifyou so desire, NEW BATTERY will be INSTALLED WITHOUT TAKING YOUR CAR OUT OF SERVICE. An investigation of our ability to serve you better than any Garage in Kansas City will be time well spent. Repairs of any nature on your car or battery will be done by experts. Write, phone, or call for information. DETROIT ELECTRIC GARAGE. 3310-12 Main St. Albert T. Clark, Mgr. Kansas City, Mo. Phones 3668 South I OUR FINEST F. F. O. G. COFFEE Sold only in 1-lb. and 2-lb. Sanitary Cans ASK YOUR DEALER FOR IT Roasted and Packed by RIDENOUR-BAKER Grocery Co. F. F. O. G. Canned and Bottled Goods are the Finest Produced For the Young Girl Enameled Bedroom Furniture Dressing Tables Dressing Cases Chiffonieres Cheval Mirrors Dainty Chintzes and Cretonnes Appropriate Rugs Robert Keith Furniture 81 Carpet Co. Grand Ave. and 11th St. II 8 The Olel Reliable Badger Lumber Co YESTERDAY, TODAY AND FOREVER Western Sash and Door Co. MANUFACTURERS OF FINE INTERIOR FINISH, SASH, DOORS, MANTLES, AND EVERYTHING THAT GOES TO MAKE A HOME BEAUTIFUL IN' THE WAY OF INTERIOR WOOD WORK. Il 56 1' ,J 'H THE BUICK SIX ti2i2g.F-313' Its famous overhead valve construction gives more power and flexibility than any other type of motor. Admi'I21..'?.Zi'E?.'l,NI5f.ffee st' Buick Motor Co. Central Coaland Coke Company BOTH PHONES 2430 MAIN KEITH Sz PERRY BUILDING KANSAS CITY, U. S. A. Miner, Wholesale and Retail Dealer in Prices Quick Reasonable Delivery Quality Good. Give us a Trial Try Kansas Washed Tea and Slack Mixed This is the Steam Coal of the Hour and in Great Demand IZO TRY OUR MOORHEAD MINERAL SPRING WATER Telephones 368 South SAMUEL IVIOCRI-IEAD I-Iigh Grade Groceries and Meats 3813-15 Broadway Kansas City, Mo. M A R D AUTOMOBILFIERE BURGLARY WIND STORM Tailored and Fancy GQWNS R. B. JONES -1- 81 SON S Blouses of All Styles S U C E Since 1890 214 East Eleventh Street KANSAS CITY, MO. LIABILITY BONDS CALL US UP FOR DRUGS ALL THE MAGAZINES JERRY F. CAREY at co. DRUGGISTS N.W. Cor. 31st and Main Sts. Kansas City, Mo. 121 9011111111251 ntinnal Bank nf Qlnmnwrrr SURPLUS, 3600,000 J. W. PERRY, President. Jas. T. Bradley, Cashier. CAPITAL, 03,000,000 F. P. NEAL, Chairman of Board. John M. Moore, Vice Presid--nt. W. L. Buechle, Vice President. E. P. Davis, Asst. Cashier. Chas. M. Vining, Asst. Cashier. W. H. Glaskin, Asst. Cashier. Cashier. Edwin W. Zca, Vice President.. Chas. H. Moore, Vice President. Jas. F. Meade, Asst. DepositoryfUnited States-State of Missouri Unexcelled facilities with the most modern equipment, assures accurate and satisfactory service. A large capital and surplus with a strong organiza- tion assures safety. Annnnnrvmvnt DRY CLEANING. DYEING AND PRESSING OUR METHODS ARE THE MOST MODERN KNOWN AND ALL WORK IS DONE BY GAREEUL. EXPERT EMPLOYEES, PRICES REASONABLE. PHONE CALL BRINGS A WAGON PROMPTLY. Wardrobe Cleaners and Dyers . ' . I 3 MF South Office and Cleaning Plant, 4213 Main liiifefiffiiiiib ggith 1512 Home Phone South 766 Bell Phone South 707 Bell Phone South 2711 IZZ RYAN IMPORTER OF MILLINERY noe MCGEE STREET SHOWING IMPORTED MID-SUMMER MODELS Six Per Cent First Mortgage Bonds In amounts of S1000 to S2,500, secured by new modern resi- dence property, for sale Phoenix Land cf: Improvement Co. 424 Rialto Bldg. YOU SHOULD have your sav- ings account and safety deposit box at the Citizens Savings Trust Co. 1019 Grand Ave. opposite Emery, Bird, Thayer Dry Goods Co. They have the most at- tractiveladiesirest roomsin the shop- ping district. BELL PHONES SOUTH 21 SOUTH 149 HOME PHONES SOUTH 98 SOUTH 99 WIEDENMA N BROS. DEALERS INi---l GROCERIES, MEATS AND FEED WESTPORTAVE. AND PENN ST. KANSAS CITY, Mo. I2 GUERNSEY Sc MURRAY HYDE PARK STORE 3947-3949 MAIN STREET HODIE TELEPHONES BELL TELEPI-IONES S0llth south South 269 South 218 THE COUNTRY CLUB DISTRICT H1000 II CRES R ESTRICTEDU Admittedly the most desirable section in Kansas the character of the neighborhood is not only established, but protected forever in exclusiveness. City for home building, where J. C. NICHOLS 911 Commerce Bldg. Bull: Phones 5266 Blain 11.4 Watch and Jewelry RepairingQ Home Telephone Main 1253 GREEN JEWELRY CO. Manufacturing Jewelers The Remounting of Diamonds Under Your Own Supervision a Specialty 1104-06 Walnut St. qTake Eleva tory Kansas City, Mo. Corn Belt Mortgage Co. JAMES L. LOMBARD, President Farm Loans Our Specialty 675 Net to the Investor 1019 Grand Ave. 1896 to 45670 lfFMJW we W'W all Rm MUN Mx Mx Wx I IF theres any one thing on earth that ought to be fireproofed, it's a chimney. And the Way o re roo ac imney is o t fi p f h t line it with DICKEY FIRE CLAY FLUE LINING inside the bricks. If everybody did that it would prevent from ISM7 to 45'Z, of all the fires in the U. S. W. S. Dickey Clay Mfg. Co. Connelly Hardwood Lumber Co. Dealers in Hal'dW00d Lumber, Oak and Maple Flooring Yards and Office, 18th Street and Indiana Ave. WM. IIUTTIH, President C. B. lVIcCl.UsKEY, Vice-President AMOS G.l's0N, Vice-President G. B. GRAY, Vice-President JUHN C. KNonPP. Vice-President J. H. Brziucsninn, Vice-President F. G. IQOBINSON, Vice-President TVILLIS Woon, Vice-President Jorm T. M. JoHNs'roN, Chairman J. L. JOHNSTON, Cashier H. E. HUTTIG, Ass't Cashier W. G. CATRoN. Ass't Cashier MERRITT Jmmfmus, Ass't Cashier E. H. GREGG, Ass't Cashier W. R. C0U1.soN Ass'L Cashier The National Reserve Bank of Kansas City UNITED STATES DEPOSITORY KANSAS CITY, MO. CAPITAL, Sl,200,000.00 SURPLUS AND UNDIVIDED PROFITS, 3300,000.00 FIRST ORTGAGES FOR SALE We make and have in reserve at all times choice real estate mortgage loans for investors. These loans are secured by first deed of trust on improved real estate in Kansas City, Missouri. We notify each purchaser when the interest coupons mature, and collect the interest and remit to our purchasers without expense to them. Upon request we would be pleased to submit a detailed description of the property securing our loans. PRATT 81 THOMPSON Clnvestment Co.iJ Republic Building Phones 1350 Main 126 PROMPT SERVICE COURTEOUS TREATMENT MUELBACH MARKET CO. 3 133 M AIN STR EET J. W. JESSE, MGR. Iiome Phone So. 2435 Bell Phone So. 2119 FULL WEIGHT AND MEASURES WHOI,ESOME EATABLES WAVERLY SCHOOL ' 1 , PAPER SUPPLIES In FLUU R EASTMAN FILMS is of the Highest Quality 9 CRAIG S up Both Phones South 2515 3911 MAIN STREET Jlunufarzfured by KODAK FINISHING RAPID QUALITY SERVICE WORK BULTE MILLS Kansas City KANSAS CITY HAY PRESS CO. ALL KINDS O HAY PRESSES 12, is the bet l Chickering 8: Sons, Emerson Established in 1869 s p ace to buy your Piano Steger 81 Sons, and other good Q S CARL HOFFMAN MUSIC CO. 1120 Walnut Street U . . . Bakef POi1C1QS issued by the ' 77 Sefvlce MIDLAND OES th' ' th' A D was 25:5 35 LIFE INSURANCE our customers it means a great deal and you need read no fur- ther. If you are not-are we t - f wrong in assuming you are de- Con am many eatures sirous of placing your car in the of 1TT1pOI'i33T1C9 'EO hands of the most competent Parents Of garage in the city? We are doubtless correct in our belief and would suggest that you in- BARSTOW GIRLS quire into particulars regarding H L Baker DANIEL Blgiieiiilent D- B0ONISegiicetary O. V. Dooom, WALTER J. BALES, 3105 Gillham Road Vice-Prest. Treas. JOHN A. 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Kellogg Flower and Plant Co. 1122 Grnml Ave. QuaIify and Service PHONES Imam s N fr- MAIN BELL ZADJ GRAND ESTABLISHED 1901 MORIAR TY MOTOR CO. Mo1uA1vrY BLDG. 1508-10 GRAND AVENUE Do you know that the Lozier is now building a high-grade 32100 See thls new model before you buy. LIGHT SIX LOZIER 33250 New series now ready for delivery. car for KEEP YOUR CHECKING ACCOUNT WITH WES TPOR T A VENUE BANK KANSAS CITY, MO. Capital, Surplus and Profits, 31651100 I3'j Interest Paid on Time and Savings Deposits. Open 9 to 4 daily, and Saturday nights, two hours. 212 WESTPORT A VENUE 130 Fidelity Savings Trust Co. Opposite the Post-0554-0 N. W. Corner Grand and Ninth The savings institution where Exh-am li,-Om Um- By-Luwg. you have absolute security for every D . , dollar deposited, We are restricted IH the investment of our Savings Deposits to Gov- ' ernment Bonds, high-grucle Com- munity and Railroad Bonds and First Mortgage Real Estate Loans' Our Deposits are Savings Exclusively. 3 per cent Compound Interest Paid. Q-rf:-r-ws Amsrns FLDUR bl OUR GUARANTEE? me L 1 R Trg a S3Ck,lf it is is f 17,1 R E not the Best Flour ' E D you eWr used - Kiwi . . D return the empty 5,231-2QIffEEE.::-fi 554 ' L i f T 5 sack and get .f . . . E b g. U l R your mong ack Q Q R K - fi f K E ' ' E Y X . Y de . W if w E ig! ., rfi,0R1SrosFL5UR H A J? ' f ' L ,You want the BEST E T A ll Then malgthe TEST A ,f - f. youhaife iried the REST I ww use the BEST 5 bien-1-as ARISTDS FLUUR E-1-Sm. 52233 STE LAW fl Three years course, leading to degree of L. L. B. 1l Faculty composed of 30 leading judges and lawyers. 1l llVrite for catalogue giving full information. 11 Next term begins September 28th, 1914. E. D. ELLISON, Dean 718 Commerce Building I3I fn-- . . iff? - - 0 1 0 ,ff . Som by Bruenmg Bros. W, ,W Armour and Broadway Boulevards 'ff ,,.,, ,t iilllit u ' I WIN N' NW0l iii -e 1 gift? 'fm fiiisi FE' -if ATE- ivy' if M W9 E '-Q J5fi'Q57'-wif 5 ' V I 1 I 'f'i'v lL X -is fi fr ., Anim ii i I f f il i k rf i .m , I tug, A A 'f'Vr in 4, ' r J. ,xr 1 ,, 1 ' rr J r A 1.1. 1 ir f fithme 'f1'.1s1!llHl!!!f!F E if iri x it J ' , A ' up 5nx'w li f' T H 1 ' ' -' '''' 'N-1'f '-1-I' H -'--- xi '--'-' ! 25 F iNiX !j - i r 452+ I .- -A C A - -M. rr rr' ' it ' J. R. DOMINICK, President . J. C. ENGLISH, Cashier F, F H. WOOIJBURY, JR., Asst. Cas L. ALEXANDER, Asst. Cashier nal Bank AND GRAND AVE. KANSAS C'TY, M Traders Natio BRYANT BUILDING 11TH ST. o. Three Per Cent on Savings Accounts hier START ONE Now WATCH IT Guow ' or All Summer For Tennls Athletic Goods Make This Yfiur ' Headquarters 1214-16'-18 Grand Avenue Investigate the Advantages of Owning a Farm in the Beautiful UPLANDS UF ARKANSAS The Fort Smith Lumber Company is offering for sale, in tracts ranging from zo acres up, ll 35,ooo aere spread of x irggin lertile soil, from which it has just completed cutting all timber available 515.00 AN ACRE Payable in Small Monthly Payments for lumber. This land is in the very heart of the most delightful, pro- ductive section of Arkansas. lt is adaptable to the most prolit- able form of diversihed farming-the hills for fruit and the lower parts for corn. cotton etc. Nor has any locality more definite advantages for chicken and stock raising. OUR BOOK tells eoinpletely the facts about our land and tlu special zulvaiitnges tsiieli as the free life iii- suranee and tlle none forfeiture featiirr s of our prnlios1lion,l lt also is vuluuiinoiisly illuslratecl with viexis taken on the land. lt will be sent free to any zidciress upon applieatioii. AN EXCELLENT SPOT FOR YOU TO SPEND YOUR VACATION Delightful climate--plenty of fishing and hunting, and many other means of recreation. XVhy not take a trip there this summer and learn ol' the possibilities ol' this land as an inxestment. ADDRESS ALL CONIMUNICATIONS 'I-O Land Dept., FT. SMITH LUMBER CO. f-' ..J'X. , Y Ef14ffi eg l lxlll.0lllZlliC liefriQe1'af01's e,Q: ,!Z ,if : -i .L , - .x ', . Szl11ih1ry-Safe- Econonlical Eg mu -ef In ' Sold by Leading Retail Hardware Dealers :iris-5 in all Parts of the City. . :fi ' ,uw E H: Vlff. at Qabxcx ' K lets! I X frm PHOTOGRAPHS PH NES Bell, Main 3548-2 Home, Main 3025 1029 Oak Street :V GHERE was a little girl ' named Bess, X , .' Who got mud all over her '25 M dress. jzf fifTfg'rfgggffxgMA Her Ma said, My Dear, If you'll only come here, ,jff g ,Qs ig ru put Fitz Overall of the 22 13,52 ,e rnessja ZH Eg g ff. X-QQ!! im. ct. R. l I 5 'AQ gs :J vnu ! ,'v, VW. W, . I - Y , ..... : ' ivff 'i s y y . 'L 1 ri , -555, Y, as If , ii lf. ,. ,f pf ..., BURNH AM-HAPQ NA- MUNGER 134 THE SHUP EX0LUSIr1w.z1Q-5E4Q2Q1y5 J. A. SUYDAM Interior Decorator and House Furnisher Home Phone, South 1618 . Bell Phone, south 2220 3323 M3111 Street Appropriate A. Wolfrom G1fts of ' China, Silver PHOTOGRAPHER and Rock Crystal are always easily selected from the large stock of this exclusive store. I We respectfully invite your visit. T. M. James 81 Sons 4 WGSYDOIY Avenue III4-I 1 16 Grand Avenue KZHSHS City, M0- E. s. TRUITT sl co. REAL ESTATE, LOANS FIRE INSURANCE, RENTALS 101 and 102 Keith 8: Perry Bldg. 20182 05232005 o CHEN Q, ERYLTD ul WL 5. 1 1 .. ,,, Ji-Q.lf w ,- ll'