Bedford High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Bedford, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 124 of the 1914 volume:

A DEDICATION. To the Alumni, Faculty and the Students of B. H. S.; to all who have a hope for her future well-being, that is earnest and confident, and a determination to do her honor; we, the class of 1914, dedicate this year-book. J GREETING. Through four long eventful years we have traversed the tortuous paths of learning, and now, as wc pass out into the new and untried, we present herein our cherished memories. Here we have mingled favorable comment with gentle jibes, cajolery with truth, and fact with fancy. If we have been overzealous in our effort to jest or commend, we crave the readers’ indulgence. r 9 THE BEDFORD HIGH SCHOOL. EDITORIAL. It is the purpose of the staff, in issuing this edition of the “Pioneer,,’ to publish a book, which shall be representative of the class and the school. We have endeavored, through these pages, to bring our readers into touch with all the phases of high school life. Every activity has been dealt with, and we hope that each and every one who reads these pages may be brought into closer contact with the interests of the school. It is only through the combined work of the staff, faculty and members of the school, that the success, if we may call it so, of this publication has been made possible. It represents the best efforts of all. We have worked hard, we have tried to produce in this book, the life of the high school, its interests, its achievements, all that goes to make up that institution called the Bedford High School. We hope that this year’s annual will meet with your approval, and we feel sure that our efforts will be appreciated. The “Pioneer” this year is larger and better, we hope, than that of any preceding year. We wish to thank the members of the staff, the faculty, the students of the school and the citizens for the interest and aid they have given us in our undertaking. We have worked with the purpose of making it worthy of our class and of our school. We have set a standard which will be followed, we hope, by all succeeding classes. And now as we end our work for the high school, in this the 1 !♦ 14 publication of the “Pioneer , we will still be, in spirit, with those who are carrying on the work, and wish them prosperity and the greatest success. NEW COURSES. The new High School Building was completed this year and three new courses are to be added to the curriculum next year. They are Manual Training, Domestic Science and a Commercial Course. II .r. 11. FAGAN, Superintendent. 12 FACULTY K. W. MO T(i ).'IBHV, Principal. MISS EDNA ;. NOW LAND, English. MISS A BUY M. MARBLE. Latin. 13 MISS BEItTIIA MONTGOMERY, German. MISS CLAIM IJ. FItIKDLKY. History. MISS GKOKGIE MITCHUSSON, English. MISS EI) A .1. KING. Mathematics. MISS IDA E. AKIN. Botany. 14 Mlt. ItOBKKT E. NKWIiAXD, Science. MISS M.XHY MORROW, English. MISS ALMA I). KRADKK. Music. 15 MISS ALMA WEEN IK, Art. HOLME BLACKWELL. One day last fall he was elected president of the Senior class but he’ll waver sometimes. He is good-looking and we believe he’ll get over that too. Rollie has proved a credit to Bedford High School. Forget him not for some day you will be proud to have known him. ZEOLL.V BATES. Yes, eolla does bate (bait), hut with what we know not, but how many, who once become attracted, have escaped? An enthusiast in all school activities, especially in athletics. Very much desired the position of yell leader hut William Henry Dobbins’ powers along that line so eclipsed hers that she has had to content herself with forceful talks in Senior meetings. ALEXANDER DUX I HUE. The “Webb” which was gently hinted at in these pages heretofore, has now been woven so closely that it is well-nigh impossible to extract any of Biddy’s individual characteristics. However, we can say that the little girl who has succeeded in capturing so fine a fellow is all right, and consequently mustn’t he be too? JANE DURREXBERGER. Of course with such a name it’s hard for her to be good, but she rarely ever says a naughty word. She’s an awfully cute little thing. Hasn’t she made an excellent treasurer of the Junior class, for she carried around seven cents for some of its members all summer Docs she have a temper? I’m afraid so, but let her loose in a basketball game and she’ll soon get over it. Jane is a popular little girl, for sure. PAUL M’CUXE. Would you guess by looking at him that he is a prince of jesters? He has written bits of advice on How to Grow Hair.” “How to Keep Students From Liking You.” and “The Art of Walking” which he has presented to Mr. New land. Miss Mable and Akin and King Co., respectively. Besides his regular work and his aid in all school activities, Paul has a position down town and certainly deserves credit for his accomplishments. 17 HOY MURI’HY. Isn’t he a fine fellow, though? At least a great many girls think so. Very seldom does he return the compliment He has made a splendid business manager for this ••Annual”, In the fulfilling of which office he has given promise of the greater things that he will do. Distinguished himself as Junior President and has been a star in basketball. A very promising young man is he. TH I’SXELDA FURST. Really, she isn’t as awful as her name sounds. She’s just a jolly high school girl, full of fun, and ready for any sport. Relongs to the “Well and Style of Recitation” club. Has just completed a beautiful ditty entitled “Why the Phi Gam Fraternity is the Rest.” Of course we all understand the reason—her brother belongs to this one. BRUCE NEWLAXI). Hobby’s his uncle, but he hasn't lost his hair yet, anyway. He can sing and various are the hearts that have been thrilled by his soaring tenor. Bruce is a jolly good fellow. HENRIETTA SOHN. “Ileinie” is just awfully good-looking, isn’t she? Did you know, strange though it may seem, that she has written a book on an extensive subject, “The White Man,” and don’t say that Miss Now land helped her, please. She knows a few things for herself, “Heinie” does. WILLIAM TURLEY. We don’t know all about him because his early training was acquired in Rivervale. We regret, however, to say that William was a good little boy .vhen he came here but through some evil influence or other (Charles McCarts, Agnes Joyner says—:you know she's been interested heretofore) he has been inveigled into becoming a daily patron of the smoking parlors. Watch out, young man! You’ll be sorry. « • 18 MARY GAINEY. Now, don’t call her Craigie— You’re liable to get in bad. Neither claims the other anyway. She got to school early one morning hut because of the sensation she produced, has not tried it since. Mary likes to go to Bloomington. Why, nobody knows. But there aren’t any nice hoys in Bedford anyway, according to Mary’s judgment. Some people think she's a little stuck up. Maybe so. But Mary sure is good-looking. EVALOV 1’IT MAX. Hilgh school is hardly able to claim fair Evalov longer, since she has so strongly identified herself with the telephone company. Her favorite topic of conversation is love” for breakfast, dinner, supper and Sunday nights. Don’t you care, Evalov. Love rules the world” anyway. ILEXE MITCHELL. Have you ever heard her laugh? Have you ever seen her hair? What a treat, is there, for one who has not. She is an able debater, especially on “Woman Suffrage. She is quite accomplished, can play, sing, dance, cook, sew. Right this way, hoys! She’ll make you a good wife. But. some advice Be still, but she wears a switch. LYDIA STOXT. Belongs to the “Mumbling Club.” Her cheeks seem to understand that when she begins to speak they must become red in order to draw attention away from her words. A very good idea for history class, Lydia, hut young men care more for “sweet words” than “maiden blushes.” Lydia wears a monocle in order to squelch any presuming young youth who may cross her path. Just a warning, Arthur. MARGARET HI FFIXES. This class is surely proud to claim her as one of its members. She's a fine student, has been known to talk half a period in history. Has the prettiest pink cheeks and the cutest little laugh. Sits near Shirley Armstrong. Purpose to obtain her superfluous flesh, drifting away as she pores over her books. Her chief woe is that she can’t even get enough combings to make a switch. 19 HELEN DUXCAX. Helen, because of her size, declares that she has been repeatedly slighted during her high school career. She has entreated mournfully that we use this means to bring her into the lime-light. Hence, all of ye high and mighty ones, take heed for ::she’s little but she’s wise.” FRANK TRl'ERLOOI). A highly distinguished young man. At least the Freshmen think so Holds many offices. Pres, of I. G. W. T. C. (In Good With Teachers Club) official pugilist of high school, instructor in the art of wooing. Isn’t he a lady fusser, though? Come ye, unsophisticated Freshmen, behold in this man a model of propriety— until you have sense enough to know better. No remarks, please. We all have faults! HARRIET FARMER. Names are deceiving for Harriet has about decided that she won’t have to be a farmer and is considering taking up typewriting or stenography, or just anything, she says, by which she can aid George She is a wonder in that she 6an skilfully guide an automobile with this same George by her side, although sometimes the two together cannot fix punctures. As to the reason, we are hardly able to decide. VIVIAN JOHNSON. Vivian used to be a true student. but alas Instead of devoting himself to his studies, as was his former habit he’s taking lessons from Frank Trueblood in the art of pleasing the girls. Watch out, Vivian. ’Tis a dangerous path which you are choosing! GRETNA W1THMAN. Ah! the tread of her majestic figure. ’Tis the envy of many a foolish under-classman. Some day the rhythm produced by her chewing gum will cease and her gliding motion will vanish. Her first words were “A man, a man, my kingdom for a man.” Has her desire diminished any? Gretna is very popular and is a good-looker. 20 RUSSELL MITCHELL. No, lie’s not any relation to I lone. “Would that I were,” says he. He has frightened many a timid maid by his barbarous appearance. His constant query is “Why don’t the girls like me?” Never mind, Russell, you’re all right. FLORENCE EMERY. “Doc” the prize student and the jolliest girl of them all. “Doc” who is a joy to her teachers because of her splendid lessons, and a leader of her class because of her love of a good time. How often, oh how often has Florence schemed and plotted against the Seniors of last year only to find her plans known. “Doc” left us when we needed her most, and went to Hanover. Here’s to “Doc” a dandy girl! May the best of life attend her. WENDELL CORNWELL. Wendell doesn’t live in Bedford but he is still worthy of consideration. He has written a book on “The Pleasures of Travelling,” the subject matter based on his own extensive journeys. He has agreed, after much persuasion, to give lessons in the gentle art of laughing. Take notice, ye Freshmen, who burn to achieve the great heights which Wendell has reached! SHIRLEY ARMSTRONG. She has tried to become prominent in more ways than one. Who can say that she has not succeeded? Her enormous size, coupled with her red—yes, just plain red hair, have drawn the attention of more than one innocent youth. Despite her exalted position, Shirley is a good, all-around girl, a fine student, and a basketball player. Watch out for her. She will achieve fame yet! M A DELI X E H A W KI NS. Madeline doesn’t say much in class meetings so we're unable to express her sentiments on any vital subjects. If you’re particularly interested. however, you might inquire of the Drake girls. We feel sure they know a little about this mysterious person, unless their continual promenading in front of the high school build-in fi is done in vain. She’s a nice little girl even if her hair is slightly red. 21 r 7AIJENE JOHNSON. Hero’s a typical high school girl, full of fun, not over fond of study, and yet a worthy student of high school. She is especially fond of mathematics and is contemplating a summer class this year, llene Mitchel and Dorothy Trainor will he her assistants. RAYMOND MAHER. Yes, he does look meek. But once let his fiery debating penetrate your ears and Raymond will gain a new place in your esteem. He hasn’t found a girl in high school yet to suit him. but that doesn't prove that he’s hopeless. He’s some baseball player. DOROTHY BI.ACK BERN. She’s another one of our artistic walkers. Dorothy is a little timid and is inclined to blush when the boys swarm around. She likes the girls though and they like her too. A violent attachment between Dorothy and Wendell has been rumored but at present we’re not prepared to give details. Dorothy is a good student so keep up your good reputation. Follow this good advice. HREESE STEVENS. He is gradually coming down to Bedford ways. He’ll probably wear a hat by next year. Don’t judge too harshly, he came from New York. Does he like Gretna? Does Gretna like him? K ATH ER1N E ST ESSE I Perhaps ’tis her name which so often causes the melancholy look on her face Brace up Katherine! Do you notice that Eugene seems to have brought added zest to her countenance, her step and her whole being? She is about as good a walker as Helen and is contemplating walking to Mitchell some day. just to be walking you know, although we have heard that there are one or two nice boys in that town, anyhow. 22 DOROTHY THAI NOR. She's just a sweet little girl, that’s all. Has a special liking for geometry and Russell Mitchell. She’s a busy little body and accomplishes a great deal by her early material visits to school and her brisk stepping after she arrives there. She is very much interested in high school events and is an active member of the Senior class. STEPHANIE STROUT. Her motto is “Laugh and grow fat.” We wonder why she doesn't live up to it. We wanted to be original and thought we wouldn’t mention Donald in this but necessity demands. There’s scarcely anything to say about Stuffy but that “she’s h.s’n and he's her'n.” LENA M’FARLIN. She looks wire but we don’t know, she says so little. As she towers above us, it is hard for us to realize what she is thinking. If she doe n’t swallow her lead-pencil during a recitation some day, she will be a credit to the High School. Lena hails from Williams and we are sure it has felt a loss in her coming to Bedford. LOIS HARRISON. She’s a Harbison, too, but of a different type. She has vivacity and charm and many an admiring mind holds still the vision of her, gracing the position of toast-mistrers at last year’s Junior Banquet. She is liked by all her classmates and surely has an interest in all class affairs. COLLETTE JOHNSON. A quiet, demure little girl who never has much to say. We understand. however, that she is an ardent suffragette. 23 LERA HARRISON. She is naturally a little reticent so we are not able to write a volume on her. She is, at any rate, human, for she frequently laughs at our jokes, thereby showing her appreciation of her fellow classmates?. HELEN MARTIN. She’s just a little longer than her name sounds. Walks through the assembly room as if Russell .Mitchell were after her. Has become prominent in debating, and also at basketball games because she comes with “Ray” Wible, and he can yell. Has a class in fast walking. Love-smitten youths, beware! Motto—Honors Wait at Labor's Gate. Class Flower—Violet. CLASS OFFICERS President.......Rollie Blackwell Vice President . Florence Emery Secretary-Treasurer............ ..........Shirley Armstrong. 24 STAFF Florence Emery Edward Sproull Roy Murphy . . Ralph Wible . . John Emery . . Doris Scully . . Paul Huff_____ Florence Smith Paul McCune . .....Editor-In-Chief . . .; Assistant Editor. . . Business Manager. ..Assistant Manager. .....Athletic Editor. ........Social Editor ...........Art Editor Assistant Art Editor. ..........Joke Editor. 25 26 L SENIOR ( LASS PROPHECY—1914. Time— Setting—On the large, spacious piaza of the senior president’s home. Characters—Members of the senior class. First Senior—Just think, the last class party! This is a rather solemn occasion when you think about it. Maybe we will all never be together aagin. Second Senior—I wonder what we will all be doing ten years from now. Paul McCune—I’m sure I do not know, but while ago when Rollie was giving us that nice little talk, it made me think of the dream I had about him a few nights ago. All—What was it? Paul—I dreamed 1 was in Washington City sight-seeing and happened to stop in the House of Representatives one day during a session. Who should be on the floor but our class president, Rollie Rlacknell. Such a speech I Ibnever heard before and such influence over an audience I’m sure could never be equaled by anyone but Mr. Montgomery himself. I sat and listened to every word of his speech which lasted five hours. At the end every listener sat spell-bound, so dazed were they by the magnitude and the eloquence of the speech. It Is needless to say that the bill which he was trying to get through was passed unanimously by both House and Senate. The next day “Blackwell” was printed in big bead lines on every newspaper in the country. In the New York Herald, under his picture, which was almost life-size, his biography was written, the most important item of which was the fact that be was president of the Bedford High school graduating class of 1914, that in itself making him famous. But then that was only a dream; however who knows, it may come true. First Senior—Everything seems to point that way. I). Trainer—Talking about your funny dream, I certainly had a funny one the other night. All—What was it? D.—I dreamed that 1 was in New York City and upon picking up a newspaper I read: “See Ifatillna Mltcheluski, the great Russian grand opera star in “Le Crocodile . Her debut to European grand opera last season was marked by a glorious succe s and she is now on her first tour to America Ifatilina Mltcheluski is certainly one of the greatest singers the world has ever produced, and it is prophecied by the greatest musical critics that fhe will finally rank as the greatest singer in the world. Don’t fail to see this young genius in ‘Le Crocodile’.” I dreamed that I bought a ticket and went to see the wonderful Ifatilina Mltcheluski and when she appeared, who should it be but our own little Ilene Mltchel. Of course, I did not betray her and agreed readily with the large fleshy gentleman sitting next to me as to her Russian features and accent. How Is that for a dream? First Senior—There is some class to that dream. I’ll bet you dreamed that with your eyes open. I).—No I didn’t either. 1 dreamed that at home in my nice little white bed with my eyes shut. Wendel Cornwell—Well, I guess I know something good about one of the members of our class, and it isn’t a dream either. 27 First Senior—Tell it quick. W.—Raymond Maher has just accepted a bid to join the Chicago White Sox as pitcher. He has promised to join them as soon as schcool is out. How is that for a sure enough fact? First Senior—It is comforting to know that one member of our class is going to win glory so soon upon entering the combat of life. The first thing we know the name of Raymond Maher will hold as prominent a place in the sport section of the Sunday newspapers as the name of Ty Cobb. Bruce Newland—Spealing of natural born genius makes me think of the dream 1 had a few nights ago about Paul McCune and Russell Mitchel. You know Paul is the artist of our class and I guess it was the thoughts of one of his latest portraits that made me dream this. I dreamed that Paul had become a great artist and that I was at his studio. When I was ushered in, who should 1 find posing for Paul’s latest picture, “The Women’s Idol but our classmate Russell Mitchel. Russell was posing upon a high pedestal and from his perch on high he told me what he had ben doing since he left R. H S. From his conversation I gathered that he was one of the leaders of the high society of Chicago and evidently had been spending most of his time attending afternoon teas and balls. He told me that he was engaged to a beautiful young heiress and when I expressed the wish of calling upon her, he became rather excited and almost fell off his perch. He exclaimed rather nervously that he was sorry, Old Chapp , but she had just left the day before for China. Wo pursued our conversation and were at a very interesting point when my alarm clock rang. Margaret Huffines—The mention of China reminds us that one of our flock is to venture into that heathen land next fall. All—Who is it? M. H.—Is it possible that you have not heard? Why, Shirley Armstrong. First Senior—What in the world is she going to China for? M. H —1 suppose I ought not tell but since this is strictly a class affair I guess Shirley will not mind. You tee, when Shirley was on the stage a few months ago, a certain stage hand fell with a splash into the depths of love over her tango hair and emerald eyes. Shirley, although she is madly infatuated with him, feels the impossibility of marrying one so low in rank. She has decided to go to China as a missionary and try to forget her love among the heathen. Everyone says he is preparing to follow her. Let us hope that this thrilling romance will culminate in a happy ending. Helen Duncan—That is almost as romantic as the dream 1 had about Lois Harbinson. First Senior—Tell us what it was. Helen—I dreamed she had at last attained the height of her ambition and had become a trained nurse and after nursing a rich old man through a long case of illness, had married him. Both seemed to have attracted each other in a very peculiar way. I believe it was the cute little curl over Idols’ left ear that first attracted him, and likewise, it was a very little thing that attracted her—his money. It is strange now such little hings will attract people. Lois Harbinson—Well, I’ll bet your dream about me isn’t ahead of the one I had about you. We all know that all those little smiles and love notes that have been passing back and forth, between you and Will Turley haven't been in vain. I dreamed the other night that you and he were married the wee kaftr commencement and went immdiatly to Rivrslde wher you became the proud mistress of Riverside ranch. 28 Mary Gainey—Have you heard the latest about our illustrious class-mate, Alexander Dunlhue? All—No, what is it? M. G.—He is going to work in Webb's Dry Goods Store after commencement. It is reported that already Mr. Webb is having a new sign painted to replace the old one. The new one will have on if'Webb Son Dry Goods Co.” Alexander Dunihue—Just because you told that, Mary Gainey, I will tell the dream I had about you. I dreamed that an unknown uncle had died and left you an immense fortune in India. You went there to live and married a Hidu prince and had become a second Cleopatra with all your gorgeous jewels to wear, and elephants to ride upon. Of course no other animal but an elephant would be expected to carry you anyway, Mary. Mary—Biddy Dunihue, 1 don’t believe you ever dreamed any such thing about me. A. I).—Yes I did, too. I had that dream while I was taking a nap in school one day. Just as I had you mounted on your favorite white jumbo ready to take a morning canter, someone tapped me on the back and I awoke to find Miss Fricdley glaring down upon me. She went into great detail to explain to me that the assembly room was no dormitory. So you see, that spoiled my dream. Breese Stevens—Speaking of the future, have you all heard what Hcinie Sohn’s future plans are? All—No, what are they? B. S.—She has decided to enter a convent and become a nun. You know Henrietta never cared for worldly pleasures very much and since she is of so religious a turn of mind. I don’t suppose anyone is very much surprised. First Senior—What a shame to waste all those perfectly ogod looks. Second Senior—Yes, but think how nice she will look in a nun's costume. Henrietta S.—It is a pity, Breese, that you can’t repent of some of your frivolous ways, but I guess that is an impossibility. I dreamed the other night that, since you couldn’t decide which of the many girls whom you have here on your list, you liked the best, you had decided upon a very novel plan of adventure. You had decided to go entirely around the world and the thousandth girl you met and liked you were going to keep. I think that is an excellent plan Breese, and if I were you I would carry it out even if it is only a dream. Breese—I believe I will. Helen Martin—I guess you’ve all heard that Stephanie Strout is preparing to go upon the stage as soon as possible. Well, I dreamed the other night that she was starring as little Eva in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin”, a new production which has made a big hit in New York this season. I dreamed that she was showing in Oolitic, and a bunch of us decided to be a little extravagant and go over to the city and see her. The part that I remember particularly about the show is that between acts she came out and sang the latest popular songs. The two catchiest ones were ”1 Want a Little Bungalow Where the Red, Red Roses Grow,” and Nobody Loves a Fat Woman.” Florence Emery—My, but some people have high ambitions! You know Frank Trueblood’s greatest desire, outside of regaining his lost Leta, is to become a great politician. I dreamed last night that he had at last reached the height of his ambition and had become mayor of Bedford. At first he really would consider nothing less than the presidency of the United States, 29 but he soon made the surprising discovery that outside of Bedford no one had ever heard of him. He decided to wait a few years until the nation had been educated up to an appreciation of his greatness and in the meantime, he took t!� e second best position as Mayor of Bedford. Gretna Wit liman—The mention ot a mayor happened to make me think of Ali� 3 Braden. First Senior—That is strange, I don’t see any connection. Gretna-—Well, there isn't much connection, but then it just made me happen to think that high school won’t have her with them next year. All—Why? Gretna—She is going out on a public speaking tour. The subject of her speech is to be “Evils of Commission Form of Local Government.” I can not see why she should be so deply interested in that subject but she seems to be very much alarmed for fear Bedford will adopt that form of government. Ilene Mitchel—That reminds me! I had a funny dream about Dorothy Trainor last night. All—What was it? Ilene—I dreamed that 1 was starting down town and when I got almost there ! saw a large crowd assembled down on the southwest corner of the square. Of course my curiosity was aroused and I hurried to see what was causing the commotion Before I reached the crowd I saw a big sign “Votes for Women” and heard the thunderous voice of a woman shouting for her rights. When I came close enough to see. who should the excited speaker be but Dorothy Trainor. The excitement was increased at that moment by the arrival of the police and soon poor Dorothy, a willing martyr for her cause, was borne away to jail. Russell Mitchel—Have you all heard what Wendel Cornwell is going to do as soon as he is out of school? All—No, what? R. M.—He is going to take the position as ticket agent at Harrodsburg The thing that influenced him most in accepting the position was the fact that he will have a splendid opportunity to flirt with all the pretty girls who happen to be fortunate enough to sit on the right side of the coach. Harriet Farmer Speaking of traveling makes me think of the dream I had about Katherine Stoessel. I dreamed she had gone to Colorado with the hope that the climate might reduce some of her superfluous flesh. 1 dreamed that I received a leter from her and she said that the one wish of her life was bing fulfilled -she was getting thin. She said that she was crazy about Colorado and had met a lot of her old friends. Most of her time seems to have been spent in renewing old acquaintances, especially with one certain person for whom she always seemed to have the deepest admiration and af-fction. She announced that the wedding was to take place April 1, 1340. Gretna Withman--Trave!ing penis to be becoming quite a fad in our class. I suppose all of you know that Lydia Strout is going to California this summer. I dreamed the other night that she went out there and married a California millionaire, one ot those rare specimens of the human race which does not thrive well in this climate. Evalon Pitman—You haven't anything over on Lydia, Gretna. You ought to hear what I dreamed about you. 30 All—What about Gretna? E. P.—1 dreamed that I read an advertisement in the newspaper the other day something like this: “Wanted—A husband. He must be handsome, copper hair and mustache, and green eyes preferable He must be at least six feet seven inches tall, making him one Inch taller than myself. He must dress in style, have good habits and have an affectionate di position and above all be must have a good salary which said salary must eb handed over to me every Saturday night that I may spend It to the best advantage. I am a tall, slender, willowy girl and consider myself rather beautiful. 1 have a sweet lovable disposition and would try to make the sea of matrimony as calm and peaceful as possible. I have the greatest horror of being an old maid. Will some gentleman, meeting the above reaulrements, please answr this immediately and help a friend in need. Gretna Withman, Bedford, Ind.” First Senior—There doesn’t seem to be any one in our class who would fit the case. Second Senior —Oh. well, there are a few more people in the world besides us, maybe she will be able to And someone. Vivian Johnson—Gretna, did you ever consider Roy Murphy, maybe he would do I dreamed the other night that be was living in Reno, Nevada, enjoying the comforts of matrimony and having a different wife almost every day of the week. For convenience as well as economy. I dreamed that Roy had bought a car load of marriage license and so was enjoying life being married one day and divorced the next. Some of his most recent victims had been Katherine Hackett, Francis Freeland, Leta Manners, Florence Green and Callie Hulse. Edith Wagoner was his latest. He married Callie one day and that very evening he met Edith on the street and the old flame of devotion which he had had for her in his high school days leaped up and they eloped that night together. This dream certainly ought to be a warning to all the girls to rebuff the pretended affections of this Prince of the Flirts. Dorothy Trainor—Oh, I dreamed a good one about you the other night Tudy Furst. I dreamed that you had become a great moving picture star, your specialty being western pictures and illustrated songs. All over the country you were known as “Tudy of the Movies.” Tudy—Dorothy, how did you know that that has always been my greatest ambition? Lydia Strout—Oh, Margaret Huffing, I dreamed the other night that you had taken Miss Van Allen’s place as kindergarten teacher. Margaret—Oh. good. I always have wanted to do that because Miss Friedle.v just loves to be entertained by the latest popular songs, especially when she is giving an examination! First Senior—We all like music with our—lessons. Jane I).—Have you all heard about Evalon Pitman’s air castles? All—No, tell us about them. Jane—You know how Evalon loves cats! She is a perfect maniac on the cat subject. Well, she is planning to open up in Bedford, a stray cat asylum. Black cats, white cats, spotted cats, yellow cats, every specie of the feline family she can find she is planning to harbor in this asylum. She intends to devote her whole life to this true and worthy cause. First Senior—I always knew Evalon would do something great for humanity. Evalon—Jane, we will both be great some day if we carry out our plans. First Senior—What is Jane going to do? Evalon—Jane is going to ask the governor of the state for a permit to establish a colony in Brown county exclusively for women Her purpose in establishing such a coiony is to afford a place of refuge for all girls and women who are popular with the gentlemen but who at the same time denounce the other sex and will have nothing whatever to do with them. I think this is an excellent plan and 1 hope Jane carries it out. First Senior—I have an idea that you would have a large colony before long, Jane. 31 Thusnelda P.—Florence Emery, 1 dreamed about the nicest present you were going to get for commencement. Florence—Oh, tell me what it is. T. F.—I dreamed that your father had given you a large date orchard in southern California and that you were going out there right away to take possession. Just think. Florence, you will have dates to eat! It is too bad. though, that these dates are not of the Hanover species, yet maybe their llavor will be just as good. Lera Harbinson—Madaline, tell everybody what you dreamed about yourself last night Madaline—No, I don’t want to tell it, it would embarrass me too much. Lera—I’ll tell it then. Madaline dreamed that she was walking down the street and a nice young man. having a rather foreign look and accent, came up to her and said, Please miss. I am a French Count, traveling in th� s country looking for a wife. Will you marry me? And Madaline replied. “Why, yes. I guess so. And without even going home to ask her mamma she eloped with him and was married. They went immediately to France and Madaline became one of the society leaders of Paris. Dorothy Blackburn—Lera, that reminds me, I had a funny dream about you. Lera—What was it? D. B.—I dreamed that I was wandering around in New York City shopping and came upon a little exclusively Parisian shop. Lured by the beautiful garments in the window. I entered the shop and was greeted by the madame herself whom I recognized at once to be nobody but yourself You had become very wealthy in this Parisian business and had for your customers the very wealthiest people in the East. You very confidently informed me. however, that the labls on the garmnts were the only things in your establishment that had ever seen Paris. Coletta Johnson—That is almost as bad as the dream I had about you, Dorothy. First Senior—Tell us what it was. Coletta—1 dreamed that Dorothy had become the leading society reporter for the Chicago Tribune. She had her choice of becoming society renorter either of the Chicago Tribune or the Bedford Daily Mail. There was such little choice betwen the two that she had a hard time deciding whichc to take but finally accepted the former. Frank Trueblood—Speaking of New York brought to mind the dream I had the other night about Zulelne Johnson I dreamed she had married a New York stock broker. There seems to be something significant in the fact that Zuleine was always breaking something in the laboratory. First Senior—uleine is not only good at breaking test tubes but she also sems to be pretty proficient in the heart-breaking line. Zuleine—I think you have me confused with someone else when it comes to the heart-breaking business. I will not say who it is but—did you know that Zeolla Bates is determined to be an aviatress? All—No, is she? Z.—Yes, she is going to begin as soon as she gets out of school. She has soaring ambitions alright, she is determined not to give up until she has circled the globe in an aeroplane. Stephanie Strout—Oh say, Harriet Farmer had her fortune told the other day and the fortune-teller told her that she is going on a long journey across the mountains to visit a near relative and that there good fortune awaits her. In Just what form this good fortune will be Harriet hasn’t the least idea but she has her hope chest packed and is preparing to leave for Tacoma. Washington, to visit her brother as soon as possible. Lois Harbinson—Coletta. I had a nice dream about you. I dreamed that you had a large millinery establishment in Oolitic and went direct to Paris every season to buy your stock. First Senior—Maybe her hats were like Lera’s dresses. Rollie—Does everybody know that there is going to be a grat change in th faculty next year. All—No, what Is going to happen? 32 Kollie—Mr. Rowland, for one, will not be here. He has decided to become an artist and is going abroad next year to study. He has the artistic temperament alright and the only thing that sems to worry him now is his looks. He fears he hasn’t the appearance of an artist to make a success of the business. Cue s who is going to take his place. All—Who? It. B.—He has bequeathed his most cherished position to his nephew, Bruce. Because of Bruce’s remarkable scientific knowledge gained from his uncle, he is not even going to be requird to go away to school and prepare, but Is going to enter In next fall as science teacher. Miss King and .Miss Akin will not be here either. First Senior—Where are they going? Second Senior—What are they going to do? Kollie—They are going to start up a beauty parlor here in Bedford. First Senior—They will not need any advertisement. Second Senior—No, their own charms will do the advertising. Hoy Murphy—Another great catastrophe has also happened. I am afraid it Is a warning that the end of the world is near. All—What is it, tell us quick. Roy—Mi?s Fried ley has resigned her position for next year. You know her position has always been a standing one, something like Evalon Fit-man’s Dates. This sad ending has come without warning and is a great blow to her may friends. The worst of all is that she is going far away. All—Where, where. Hoy—She is going to England to lend her needed aid to Mrs. Pankhurst. She feels that she has at last found her calling in throwing bombs and burning buildings. First Senior—Woman suffrage will sure win now. Roy—I dreamed the other night that Mr. Montgomery had become president of a national basketball association and also had fulfilled the one wish of his life—that of leading the Bedford High School basketball team to victory and championship at the state tournament. Katherine Stoessel—Miss Marble will not be here either. She is going to Rome to study original manuscripts of Latin. Miss Montgomery is the only teacher who can in any way be called reliable. She has signed a contract to teach German in B. H S. for ten more years. First Senior—Let us hope that during those ten years she will develop to the fullest those charming little detective powers which are so much a part of her lovable disposition. Florence Emery—Oh, have you all heard that Miss Mitchusson is also going to leave? She is going to travel abroad for two years. How can High School ever endure without that angel among tyrants? Madeline Hawkins—I know what they can do. They can carry out the dream I had the other night. I dreamed that Lena McFarlan had taken Miss Mitchusson’s position. They looked the country over and Lena was the only one who seemed to fit in Miss Mitchusson’s place. Paul Me.—Last, but not least, we must not forget to mention our beloved parted one. Miss Nowland has been gaining a name for herself in the literary world since she left Bedford High School. She contributes a story monthly to the Cosmopolitan, her favorite magazine She has also published a novel entitled ”To Be Or Not To Be.” It is modeled after her beloved book, The Rosary”, and seems to be very popular. Any one wishing to read it may purchase two copies for a nickel at the ten cent store. Miss Morrow, who has succeeded Miss Nowland, states her intention of remaining in B. H. S. long enough to pronounce all the names of the pupils correctly. First Senior—We will certainly be a notable class ifall the::e dreams are fulfilled and plans carried out. Second Senior—Let us hope that in ten years from now we will all have saner thoughts and ideals than we have today. None of us know where we will be or what we will be doing ten years from now, but wherever we be and whatever we be doing let us not forget our High School and may the remembrance of these happy days of youth and comradship be held ever sacred in the memory of each one of us. 33 CLASS POEM. In September, nineteen hundred eleven With almost the sensation of entering Heaven, We entered High School, mere infants, we, All just as frightened as we could be. If we felt the Seniors’ and Juniors’ jeers It cannot be said they reduced us to tears! For tho’ we were young, we knew time would pass. And we’d soon “get it back’’ on another class. As Freshmen we certainly knew our places, ’Twas made plain by Seniors’ and Juniors’ faces. That year no trouble at all we caused And obeyed, to the letter, the High School Laws. The following year, feeling much gratified To the Sophomore class we gaily hied. We felt very important, and almost old And scorned the Freshmen in manner cold. But when we entered the Junior class All former Juniors we strove to surpass. We had our parties, as Juniors should And broke some rules, and refused to be good. That year our banner was furled aloft, A great deal of planning and work it cost. Our class went forth where Seniors had failed. And where all could see, our banner nailed And when the Seniors wrote a class song The Juniors procured it before very long. Our boys are few, and to do all this work, ’Tis plain to be seen the girls didn’t shirk. Now the Juniors this year are backward and shy. No banner they’ve raised on our building high. Indeed they’re timid—and very sedate! Hence—to miss all the fun, seems to be their fate. Our Junior year very quickly passed. And we are dignified Seniors at last. Have you been a Senior? Then you realize How superior we feel—in wisdom and size. We chose for our President .Mr. Blackwell And many good things we could tell. Our flower—the violet—so lovely and blue, Inspires us all to be earnest and true. Our class colors—violet combined with gray— Reminds us all of an April day, And as we wave these colors on high We’re glad we're Seniors, to do or to die! So we leave our places to the Junior class. Fill them honorably, each lad and lass. To the Sophomores we say, “just follow our lead And a model class you will be, indeed.” To the poor little Freshies we leave our good will, For they will have trouble to scale (he hill That leads to the Junior and then Senior year, And some will drop out, we greatly fear. To the teachers who’ve helped us all the way through We leave our love—so honest and true. And as we close our high school days We give to them all honor and praise. STEPHANIE STROUT. .MARY C. GAINEY. 34 CLASS 1USTORV. January 30, 1010. Upon this date there passed from Bedford Department School into High School, a brave band of lads and lassies. All had passed the semi-annual promotion and were allowed to take up their abode in this higher institution of learning. At their coming the world was unaware of the fact that they would constitute a part of that record-breaking class of 1014, a class destined to go down in history as the greatest of all classes of B. H. S. Such was our first appearance in this school. In September, the second division of our class came up from the Department School, and together, with the faithful and helping hand of the faculty, we struggled ever higher and onward. As Freshmen, we were a wee bit timid but as soon as harrassed by Sophomores we displayed ourselves honorably and nobly. After the ordeal of initiation was over, we then settled down to the already neglected studies. In our Sophomore year we meted out the punishment to the Freshies as had been done to us a year before. Now we saw the fascination in it. Cutting hair then became one of the “Fine Arts” in B H. S. Some of the class became real experts at it, too. The faculty, after long and due deliberation, votd some six or eight boys a week’s vacation, which was appreciated to the utmost by all concerned. This generosity on the part of the faculty, however, did not cure this “School Spirit” (as it is technically called( but on the other hand really strengthened it. One September afternoon in 1913 we first met as a clars. It was then we chose our first president and selected our colors of cerise and navy blue. Thre was quite a little excitement all during this year. Several parties were engaged in and as a crowning event w held th annual Junior-Senior Banquet, which was a pronounced success. Naturally, our umbers had dwindled somewhat since 1910. Some had withdrawn through necessity. Others entered into business and still others have had wedding bells rung in their honor. In 1911 there were 70 in the class, by the next year 4 7 remained, in 1913 there were 35, and when we assembled as Seniors in 1914 the grand total was 37. As Seniors we did not indulge in so many social functions, rather preferring to improve our last days by hard and diligent study. All through the year we never allowed our spirit to lag. The mid-year examinations were passed and then with ever increasing speed came the days of spring, the second term examinations and then commencement—the time of parting. Until now we never realized how short the four years of school have been, how interesting and how full of pleasure. Some will enter directly into their life work, others will still seek to gain knowledge In broader fields of education, but whither we may go, long in our minds will linger the memories of Bedford High School. VIVIAN JOHNSON. 35 I CLASS OF 1015, CLASS OF 1015. ( LASS OFFICERS President.........Ralph Wlble Vice President ...John Emery Secretary-Treasurer.......... .............Dorothy Owcens Yell Leader . ...Edward Sproull Class Colors Bulgarian Blue and Burnt Orange Class Flower—Ivy. Class Yell— Orange—Blue—Orange and Blue, Hot Tammales—Oyster Stew. Hackinsaw—Hackinsaw, 19-15 Bah—Bah—Bah. .11 MOB CLASS BOLL. Bailey, Dorothy. Blackwell, Corah. Bowman, Margaret. Cook, Glen. Dye, Florence. Dubber, Gilbert. Ellison. Lorene. Emery, John. Fish, Bernice. Graves, Laurence. Hayes, Ruth. Hart, Kathleen. Huff, Paul. Joyner, Agnes. Lane, Harold. Lockenour, Georgia. McKnight. Harold. Monlcal, Vera Moore, Glen. Murphy, Clay. Newland, Eugene. Owens, Dorothy. Pace, Bay. Porter, Goldie. Bay, Louva. Bichardson, Paul Ridge, Dorsey. Itowe, John. Beynolds, Claude ltoberts, William. Salyards, Earl. Schmidt, Marie. Sherwood, Ruth. Smith, Florence. Sproull, Edward. Thomas, Athol. Whalen, Margaret. Wible, Ralph. Williams, Vivian. Wagner, Edith. 37 Domestic Science The art of getting along with the home folks. r '011(1 .10 SSV I. CLASS or 1916. Brook, Rachel. Donnelly, Margaret. Dorman, Lawrence. Drehoble, John. Duncan, Frances. Duncan, Mary. Kill on, Pearl. Evans, Josephine. Fitzgibbon, Rosa. Guthrie, Annie. Gyger, Gail. 1-Iarrel, Ruby. Hays, George. Henderson, Muriel. Hi lien berg, Chloe. Holmes, Addle. Hughs, Dorothy. Hyde, Marion. Jackson, Edith. Lockeman, Lucile. Mason, Laura Malolt, Lloyd. Martin. Robert. McVey, Beulah. Mitchell, Ray. Murphy, Lawrence. Norman, Ruth. Pearson, Carl. Quayle, Arthur. Reath, Doyle. Scully, Doris. Sears, Harold. Smith, Hazel. Stevens, Ruth. St rout. Charles. Thoroman. Carleton. Walker, Weber. Webster, Donald. Webb, Anah. Wood, Maurice. 39 A boil in the kettle Is worth two on the neck. r CLASS OF 11)1 4. ' CLASS OF 1DI7. Anderson. I la. Andcr. on, Marian. Armstrong, Spaine. Hailey, Dewey. Bart'.ett, Avis. Beauchamp, John. Boyd, Pauline. Branaman, Clyde. Brown, Marie. Burton, Virginia. Callahan, Elsie. Chastain, Isis. Child, Cecil Church, Henry. Conell, Roso. Dobbins. William. Duncan, Ethel. Estes, May. Ferguson, Claude. George, Hugh. Greene, Leah. Gyger, Mabel. Hall, Alice. Manner, Leta. Harryman, Wayne, llaverly, Lola. Hawkins, Edna. Hodges, Merle. Huff, Lois. Hulse, Callie. Lanz, Jcsie. McCart, Charles. McFall, Nellie. McGlemre, Robert. Malott, Ilene. Meadows, Elualia. .Miller. Katherine. Mitchell, Olive. Moore, Earl. Moore, Gladys. Monical, Nelson. Newland, Dean. Pace, George. Palmer, Charles. Patton, Ralph. Pearson, Henry. Pearson, Margaret. Pope, Ruth. Rodgers, Hazel. Rowe, George. Short, Mary. Smallwood, Robert. Smith, Robert. Snow, Ray. Southers, Fred. Spalding, Rupert. Speake. Farroll. Stipp, Arthur. Strout, Elizabeth. Thomas, Ard. Thornton, George. Watkins, Harry. Webb, Carol. Williams, Virgil. Winterhalter, Julius Wycoff, Ben. 41 Turley—The pride (???) of Rivervale. r L. CLASS OF 1018. CLASS OF 1.918. Acton, Edgar. Keifer, Rosetta. Adamson. Glenn. K nick ton. Lena. Allen, Howard. Lancaster, Guss. Armstrong, Helen. Leach, Joseph. Armstrong, Letta. Long. Temperance. Bivins. Florence. Lovell, Eva. Bozartli, Janies. McDowell, Ruth. Child. Ray. Miller, Hazel. Collins, Mary. Myers, Clarence. Cook. Gladys. Oldham. Anthus. Crossland, Mary Overton, Helen. Crowe, Farrell. Owens, Harry. Denniston. William. Pace, Fairie. Depew, Leonard. Parker, Harriet. Dodd. Charles. Quackenbush, Maud Drake, Katherine. Quayle, Helen. Dunnihue, Anna Gabo Ray, Gladys. Grace, Eker. Raney, Emma. Fox. Wendell. Rhoda, Fred. Gassaway, Edna. Salyards, Shelly. Graam, Helen. Selby. Mack. Greene, Florence. Shuart, Arthur. Gresham, Dewey. Smith, Florence. Grigsby, Mary. Smith, Orth. Grimes, Mae. St ruble, Louise. Gyger, Ruby. Trueblood. Amelia. Hall, Bertha. Underwood, John. Hall, Carl. Vaught, Delmar. Harrison, Davis. Walker, Aleene. Hartman, Hazel. Wever, Leonard. Harvey, Scott. Wible, Charles. Hawkins, Geoffrey. Williams, Helene. Jones, Magdalene. Younger, Frank Keach, Katherine Zollman, Elizabeth. 43 Mr. Montgomery—“Now go into it hard fellows.” ✓ r 44 HISTORY FAIRIES. My time had come, I had a very few minutes left before I must pass in the History Room, and there display my knowledge of American History. It was my last examination, which was to mean so much. My teeth were chattering from fear, but as the bell rang, I arose and walked in the dreaded room with a slow and trembling step. As I beheld the questions, my heart leaped up into my mouth, for 1 could not remember any of the answers. Even the first question which was, “Who was the author of the Tariff Compromise of 1833?” I could not answer. Just as 1 was about to give up ir. dismay, two little fairie? jumped up on my desk. They danced and played before me for awhile, and 1 wondered what was the purpose of their visit. As I sat watching them attentively, I saw them take something out of their pockets. It looked very much like red clay to me. First, they began to roll it and then to shape it. To my amazement they shaped it into a man, who was holding a paper. I wondered who this man could be, then like a tla h it shot thru my mind, it was Clay that wrote the Tariff Compromise of 1833. To my joy, these two little fairies had answered my first question for me. By concentrating my mind on the other questions, I succeeded in writing answers to two other questions. The last question which was What religion was founded in 1830” completely took my breath away. I thought oOQuaker-iem, but I knew that was founded before the discovery of America. I thought of every religion but the right one. What was I to do? All of a sudden I heard music, it was very low but distinct. I looked under my desk and saw nothing, but as I turned my eyes on my paper 1 saw a minute piano and sitting at it playing was one of my friends, the fairy. I listened very intentively and recognized Mendelssohn’s Wedding March. This was certainly getting interesting. As I watched a bridal party came upon my desk. They seemed to come out of the air. The groom, with his bride, came up to the minister and was married. Then they all disappeared. This left me more perplexed than ever. But in a second I heard the music again and to my astonishment, I saw and heard the fairy playing the wedding march again. I looked and saw the same wedding party, except the bride was a different fairy maiden. As 1 sat watching them, to my horror and amazement this same groom was married to three other pretty fairy maidens. And the popular young groom seemed very happy with his five wives, and then all the fairies disappeared. I sat wondering what kind of religion they must have in fairyland. All of a sudden I decided they must be Mormons. Then it flashed thru my mind that this was the religion that I could not think of, and it must be the religion founded in 1830. I hastily wrote it down on my paper and lied from the History Room, rejoicing that 1 had passed my examination with the help of the fairies. 45 •Fatty’ Salyards—“Ye Gods. Have Onions.” DESERTION or WOMAN. The twins , Pride and Vanity, and woman's proverbial friend, Curiosity, met one day, and drew up these resolutions. Resolved that (1) We are provoked at the attitude men take toward us. (2) We will make an agreement with all the men in New York City to desert their wives, mothers’, daughters, sisters, cousins, aunts, grandmothers, and servant girls. (3) Only the men of New York City are to be benefited, and they must he sworn to secrecy. (4) They will not know what day we are to leave. f ) If at the end of one day they want us back, we will come. The resolutions were signed by Pride, Vanity and Curiosity, the chief characteristics of woman. Later, the men agree unanimously. They are hilarious at the thought of the money which will he saved from dressing purposes, gowns, hats, jewels, shoes, etc., when we have left. Signed—Pride and Vanity. They are inexpressibly relieved when they realize the trouble and blushes they will he spared when I am no more. They wanted to sign a twenty-year contract, hut I refused. 1 leave a week from tonight, at six o'clock.—Signed Curio ity. A week later the following conversation was indulged In, over the telephone. ••Hello is this you, Ruth, dear? How are you and Babe? Say, Precious, is it too late for me to bring a Boston friend ont to dinner? You are a brick. See you in half an hour. Kiss babe for me. Goodbye.” F. Fenton hung up the receiver and then jerked it down again. ‘•Hello, hello, hello. I guess she must have gone. I forgot to tell her who it is I'm bringing, hut I guess it doesn't matter. It's queer she didn’t ask me.” “I tell you what, old man,” said Fenton to his friend, ‘Tve got the swellest looking, the prettiest and the most perfect woman in the world for a wife And Babe is the prettiest and brightest child you ever saw. She is just learning to walk and is prying into everything.” “Characteristic of her sex,” remarked Jim Wyman, sarcastically. Fenton agreed, with a chuckle. The oar they were on stopped to admit a woman. Fenton had quite a shock. In walked Elizabeth Ven Wyke, his wife's cousin, who never rode In street cars because they were so common. And Elizabeth wore a very short walking skirt, French heeled shoes, a red shirtwaist and a sailor hat. She was chewing gum When she saw Fenton she came and sat by nim and he had to introduce her to Jim He was glad when he reached his own corner and had to leave her. “Who’s the freak?” inquired Jim, casually. “My wife’s cousin,” answered Fenton, bluishingly. “Beg your pardon, Fenton,” laughed Jim. One cannot help his relations.” Fenton let himself in with his latch key and they went into the library. i'll go get Ruth,” he said, as he picked Babe’s doll and a piece of candy off his leather chair. “Here 1 am, John------” and Ruth came into the room. “For heaven’s sake,” muttered Fenton, under his breath. Ruth had on a soiled pink kintona and her hair looked as if she had just had a romp with Babe. “Jim—this is my wife—Mr. Wyman—” stammered Fenton, and he felt sure he saw Jim look past Ruth, as if she were the cook, in search for the wife. Ruth moved mechanically forward and said she was glad to know him. Fenton noticed she wore bedroom slippers. Just then Babe staggered in. The loss of one shoe made the usually unsteady walk a totter. Her dress was torn, and the other half of the candy which Fenton had removed from the chair, was smeared indiscriminately over it and her face, hands and hair. Hello, Babe. Come out in the hall. Daddy has something nice for you.” But Babe ignored daddy and clung to her mother’s pink klmona. “Let’s sit down, suggested Fenton. What’s the matter with the grate, Ruth? The tire’s nearly out. Where’s Sam—why didn’t he fix it?” “Sam is in the kitchen, drunk,” explained Ruth, unblushingly. She smiled sweetly at Wyman, and his tongue was loosened. 46 Carol Webb— Step right in, Donald.” “Mother has such a dreadful time with her servants. Just last night a most unfortunate thing happened at our house.” He made a pause for encouragement. Fenton was fixing the lire, and expected Ruth to supply the necessary question. The silence became noticeable. He glanced up. Ru‘h had Babe in her lap showing her some pictures, in which the latter did not sem to be interested. “What was it?” he inquired, faintly. “The butler ran away with mother's silver and one of Mayme's engagement rings. Mayme is my sister, you know. Just here the maid announced dinner and put an end to this interesting monologue and Jim's struggle with the flames. Ruth took Babe's hand and started for the dining-room. Fenton got near her. “See here, you aren't going in to dinner looking like that, are you?” he whispered. “Why, yes; it’s so much trouble to change I don’t suppose Mr. Wyman cares—do you Mr. Wyman?” “1 beg your pardon—do I what?” “Oh, do you care if I go to dinner looking like this?” Why—oh—of course not,” said Jim, and he thought. “Oh, if Mayme were only here. She will never believe me when 1 tell her that John Fenton's wife is like this.” I have to give Babe to her nurse. You men can go on in.” The dining-room was awful to poor Fenton. The same soiled tablecloth covered the table that had been there at breakfast. He had upset the gravy on it. The places were “set” instead o:' having him to serve. In the center of the table was a dried up bouquet of carnations. On a chair was a clothes basket containing the week's ironing The door leading to the kitchen stood open and fumes of the dinner floated in through the pantry. The two men did not exchange a word. Fenton began serving dinner as best he could. When Ruth came, things got worse and worse. Wyman tried to talk to John. But John could do nothing but think. He did not know what was the matter with Ruth. He had forgotten the agreement he had signed. He feared his dear Ruth was losing her mind. What must Jim think of her? Of course, he considered him a liar. Jim had just gotten Mrs Fenton to talking about Ruth, when Fenton sprang from the table, yelling: “I have it—I know. Will you please, excuse me? I will be back in a short time.” Mrs. Fenton did not seem excited, so Jim decided that Fenton must “have them” often, and they continued their conversation. When Fenton reached the street it was thronged. Every street car and bus was filled, and the streets were crowded with men. Dick Johnson grasped his arm at the corner and they hurried silently to the club. They were all wild and excited. “It was awful.” groaned one. “My sister was to have been married at six o'clock, but we couldn’t make her put on her wedding gown—she wanted to be married in a Japanese thing she wears around the house. “My wife was giving a dinner party and all the women came in golf suits, bicycle suits, kimonas and none of them had their hair arranged. They were talking and telling their pitiful stories all over the club. The theatre manager refused to open his theatre on account of the attire of the women. “I’ll give my wife any amount she wants to-morrow—or right now—to spend on clothes,” shrieked John Fenton. Every man in the club raised an assenting voice. “Can we stand it for a whole day?” asked someone. “No, never,” same from all parts of the house. “Then,” Dick Johnson suggested, we will have to get up a petition to have those respected and most necessary Pried, Vanity and Curiosity to return at once.” At once the petition was commenced and signed by every one. At nine o’clock Pride, Vanity and Curiosity came serenely and victoriously back and rested in the hearts and mind of the dear women they had deserted. And peace reigned in the hearts of men. 47 Mr. Newland—“Ilene, tell us about it.” HAL EDMANDS—PATRIOT. Hal Edraands hurried down the little street of the village as fast as his clattering crutches would carry him. He was beside himself with happiness, and as ho hopped through the open door of his tiny cottage home, he called at the top of his voice: “Mother, mother. 1 have good news. Phil Arnold has quit at the station, and has given me his position. And mother, 1 will get—” Rut here he stopped, for as his eyes became accustonmed to the dim light he noticed that his mother had a letter and saw tears in her tired eyes. “Why, mother, what Is It? It is not Jack? Xo, no, it can’t be ” “Yes, Hal, Jack is wounded. His regiment was in a battle last week. But it is not serious. At least I pray that It is not. Oh, Hal, I wish the cruel war were over. First it was your father, and then Lou, and now it is Jack.” “But Jack will get well, mother. I know he will,” said Hal, resting his crutches in the corner and sinking with a sigh into a chair. “Yes, Jack will get well,” she repeated mechanically, and after a long silence she went on. “Hal, sometimes I am glad that your lameness kept you from enlisting, for then you too would be gone.” “But, mother, you must not talk that way. You know that our country must always come first.” “Yes, I know, but I can’t help feeling that way, for even in the signal corps there is danger. And after all, Hal. your time spent in learning telegraphy was not in vain, for you now have your position.” “And now I can add to our small income.” “I don’t want you to work, if it is going to be hard on you, for although our income is small, it is sufficient for the present.” “I know that it is large enough, but it is not what it should have been, had Deacon Higgs treated us right.” “But, Hal, we must not accuse the Deacon, for we really know nothing against him.” “Know nothing against him Why, isn't there enough evidence in the fact that large sums grandfather was known to have had were never accounted for. And you remember how anxious the Deacon was to become administrator of the estate, and how careful he was that certain papers were not made public. Moreover, he is a rebel sympathizer.” “Well, he is my dead sister’s husband, so 1 can say nothing against him ” And with that she arose to prepare the evening’s meal. As the midnight train pulled into the little village some three weeks after Hal had taken up his duties as night operator, he was standing on the platform breathing the cool night air. He handed the orders to the conductor, and turned to re-enter the station, when a man took hold of his arm and drew him to one side. Thrusting a sealed packet into Hal’s hands he said: “You are the son of Tom Edmands. I can trust you. These are important government papers, which, if the rebels secure them, may mean disaster to our troops. I have been ordered to get them in the hands of the Fifth Indiana Cavalry by tomorrow night. But I am followed by spies. I will rely on you to give them to Colonel Baxter.” With that he leaped aboard the already moving train. Hal started to speak, but was left staring in bewilderment at the fast disappearing lights. 48 “Say, George, slip me a nickel.”—Don Webster. As he swung into the office, he was conscious of another’s presence, and looking up he saw Deacon Riggs gazing fixedly at the little packet. What, Uncle Hen, are you up so late,” said Hal In surprise. Yes, Hal, I had an attack of insomnia and came down here to pass away the time. What is that you have there?” They are important government papers, which I—” But in an instant realization came with a flush of shame. He had been like wax in the rebel’s hands. The son of a soldier had betrayed his father’s country. Oh, how he hated the man standing before him. But the Deacon did not seem to notice the confusion. Let me see them,” he said, coming forward. But Hal threw the papers into the safe and whirled the combination. They are not mine to show,” he said, and with that he turned to answer a call on the instrument, leaving the Deacon to bite his lips in silence Several minutes later Hal hoard the Deacon mount his fine horse in the rear of the station and ride hard towards the east by the way of the Three Oaks” road. As the clatter of hoofs died away, Hal's thoughts went back to the events of the last two years. When the war had broken out he had studied hard at telegraphy, hoping that he might be admitted to the signal corps. But because of his lameness he had been turned away and his hopes instilled in him by generations of soldiers, came to naught. He had been turned back, while his companions were allowed to go. Oh. but those had been bitter days, but far more bitter were those that followed. First came the heart-rending news of his father's death in battle, and then of his brother Lou’s death and last tney had heard that his twin brother Jack was terribly wounded. At times it would have been almost unbearable had it not been for the calm patience and cheerful self-sacrifices of his mother. And so with ail the rush of these events Hal had almort forgotten his greatest desire, the longing to serve his country. But to-night he was at last accomplishing it. and he was thrilled as he thought of the packet in the safe. But as he thought of it he remembered the actions of the Deacon, and without knowing why, he took the little packet from its resting place and fastened it firmly to the back of the pendulem of the clock, which hung on the wall And from that time until morning he was buvy with bis duties. The clock in the office had just struck six. Hal was standing in the station door staring out towards the Three Oaks hill.” beyond which the sun was just appearing. The town was just beginning to awake when Hai’s attention was drawn by the pounding of hoofs and as he looked, a single horseman appeared on tiie ere t of the hill. As the reeking horse sped down the slope into the town, the rider lurched heavily and at last stumbled from the saddle as he reached the station platform. Morgan,” he gasped to the growing crowd around him. .Morgan,” and he pointed towards the hill. That word was enough. A few minutes later a strange army of women, children and old men armed with Hint-lock, pitch forks, and scythes, gathered on ihe hill top to meet the Invader. But with a shout he came and they were swept away like chaff. Hal watched from the office window and as he saw the raiders he turned towards the room. He tried to send the news, but the wires were cut. He looked around. The packet was safe for the present, but there were several things of value in the safe. He was about to whirl the combination, when his mother appeared at the rear window, so with a sudden thought he gave her 49 Let’s go see Miss Cockerham.”— Mutt” Rowe. the valuables and as in a dream he locked (he empty safe and turnd to meet Morgan as he entered the room. And just behind the raider Hal saw Deacon Riggs. “Young man, said Morgan, I will trouble you to unlock that safe.” “1 am not at liberty, sir. to do so.” “Ho, ho,” shouted one of the men in the doorway, “listen to the young Yank’s line talk.” “Silence,” commanded Morgan, and then addressing Hal, “My young friend, I think you will find this not so much a matter liberty as ability. Now will you, or will you not open it.” I will not.” “Then perhaps one of my kind friends can persuade you to. Hensley, see what you can do.” And with that he and the Deacon left the room. In a few minutes Hal found himself bound to a chair. He looked at the clock. It was just seven. It would be eight hours before the cavalry came. He watched the pendulem a minute. Its slow, rythmic swing fascinated him, and his gaze never swerved throughout the next two hours, during which the raiders tried to persuade him both by words and deeds of violence, some of which would have done justice to the Spanish inquisitors. But never did Hal seem to take the slightest interest in the procedure. His thoughts were rar away. He was thrilled and he even smiled when he realizd that probably the destiny of the world hung in that little packet of papers hidden only by a thin disk of metal. And so the morning wore on. At nine Morgan returned. At ten, after some discussion, they blew the safe, but finding it empty, again took up their persuasive methods, and in the meantime the men searched the walls and tore the furniture apart hunting for the hiding place, but it could not be found. At eleven they brought his mother in to persuade him, but still he remained firm. When the hands of the clock stood a few minutes before twelve, they began their last method. Fastening him in a chair at one side of the room, they piled up papers at the other end and set fire to them. The wall caught fire and the flames leaped up around the clock. The room became hotter and hotter. The raiders stood outside at the window and still coaxed him. The clock struck twelve and fell to the floor with a crash. Hal opened his mouth eo speak, but just then there was a shout, and down the hill came the Fifth Indiana Calvary, three hours early. Ten minutes later Hal delivered the packet to Colonel Baxter and in return he received a bundle of papers. It was the missing legacy, found in escaped Deacon’s rooms. And so Hal stood in the charred doorway between Colonel Baxter and his mother, the soldier gave three cheers for Hal Kdmands—Patriot. PAUL McCUNE, 12-B English. 50 “Edward, will you take the review?”—Miss Marble. A DOIIU-I-: VICTORY. All of the High School hoys wanted to play basket ball. Fred Howard and James Smith were fast friends and they were very eager to get on the first team. Fred was about sixteen years of age and he was very strong. His broad shoulders and muscular arms had often won the day for his side in High School contests, but his face was not attractive. A shock of red hair shaded his deep set eyes and large nose, earning him the name of Big Red.” James Smith was seventeen years ofg age. He was taller than Fred, but not so robust. Brown hair and mischievous dark eye?, together with a frank countenance made him very popular, and the hoys, partly in envy and partly in admiration, called him Beauty.” In disposition the boys were very different. Fred Howard was slow and deliberate in speech and action. James was quick and eloquent of speech, but when it came to sound and logical thinking Howard took the lead. They could hardly wait until Friday evening, when the first team would be selected. It was to be an open trial and all the boys and girls would be there. There was a pretty little Freshman girl in whom both boys were interested. She was a brunette and was exceedingly pretty. The hoys did not want to fail when she was watching. Fred Howard was an excellent player and James was almost as good. When Friday afternoon came the boys were ready with their suits, determined to do their best. James Smith was talking to the girls and laughing as if he were sure he would not fail. Fred Howard was sitting on the floor of the gymnasium watching James almost jealously when he talked to the pretty little “freshie.” But he thought so much of his friend that he put these jealous thoughts aside and wished that they both might get on the team. At four twenty, when the principal came into the gymnasium the twelve boys who were going to try for the team jumped up with their faces filled with eagerness and excitement. The trial began immediately and when five of tne hoys had been turned down James and Fred still remained. Another boy was turned out and it was hard to decide between the remaining six. When the trial was near an end, unseen by anyone but Fred, James Smith threw one of the boys down and it was against the rules. When the principal asked who did it all remained silent for a moment, then Fred spoke up and said that it was he. The principal then said that Fred must not play on the team. James knew that it was his own fault, but because the pretty little “freshie was watching he let Fred take the blame on himself. He practiced with the team and prepared to play against the visiting team the next Saturday night. Another team had been organized and Fred was on the second team, and he was one of the best players. All the while James was playing he was thinking that he had done wrong, and at the close of the first half he went to the principal and told him that Fred should have been playing instead of himself. The principal said if Fred was not to blame there was no reason why he should not finish out the game. Fred was very much surprised when the principal came to him and told him to prepare to finish the game. The last half was fast and furious. Fred played well, but the two teams were evenly matched. Only one minute remained to play and the score was nineteen and twenty in favor of the visiting team. It all happened in a second, a quick toss from center to Fred who caught the ball and made a throw to the basket. The ball made a beautiful arch and settled gracefully in the basket just as time was called. MERLE HODGES. 51 Three times six are twenty-four.”—Gallic Hulse. CIRCUS I AY. How my heart did leap when I saw a big red bill being posted on our barn! Laying aside my hoe, I ran to view the pictures of the animals and clowns. Having seen these, I determined that nothing would prevent my seeing this circus, which was to be two weeks later, and lay down on the grass to plan a happy future. I was soon aroused by the impatient call from my father, who gave me a scolding for leaving the weeds to grow in the corn while 1 went to see a circus bill. After I had resumed my work, my mind, inevitably, was centered on the circus. It was then and there that I made up my mind to become a member of that circus company. I disliked farm work, and, what fun, and how much of the world I could see, and oh, the money I would get when traveling with a circus! My plans were formed quickly, and it did not seem long until the sun had set and mother was ringing the bell to come to supper, which I knew would consist of many good things to eat. The next day, my work seemed to go easier and faster, because I could think of nothing but my future life as ring master, and perhaps, some day as owner of the circus. Every night I was getting things ready for my departure, about which my parents knew nothing. At last, circus eve came. As I watered the horses and fed them hay, I lingered a little longer than usual, giving my farewell look at the things I had known since a child. The next morning father hitched the horses to the big wagon and, soon, we were lumbering along towards the village in a seeminly endless procession of other farm wagons. .Arriving at our destination, we saw that the streets were thronged and that everyone was going towards a large, white tent. Having left father to tie the horses, I hurried, determined to see the owner and apply for a position immediately. Everything at the show ground was in a hub-dub and bustle. As they were getting ready for the parade, I just had to stop to see those beautiful big wagons. Hut where was I to And the master of all these ceremonies? I inquired from a person who I thought was working with the show. How on earth do I know?” was the reply. I mumbled something and hurried on to another fellow, who was rubbing up the wagons. I stood looking on trying to make up my mind to ask him when he asked, “Want a job. sonny?” Soon I was busy carrying water and washing the wagons. Although this was different from what I thought it would be, I concluded that it was a good way to get a start All morning I helped him clean up the chariots for the race, and before I knew it the parade was back and I had not seen it. Well, I was not going to let that worry me, because I would get to see it many times now. It was now noon and the fellow threw me a nickel and told me to buy myself a sandwich and hurry back. I felt that I now belonging, but 1 would liked to have had some dinner from mother's big basket. Having eaten the sandwich, I went with my boss down to the cars and cleaned them up ready for packing that night. As I worked the whole afternoon, I thought I surely would get to see the evening performance. When darkness came, the man not even mentioning supper, told me to stay around to help pack things in the cars. My views of success were beginning to change to despair when I knew I had to miss the night performance. I soon forgot about this, however, when I saw the elephants roll the huge wagons on th cars. When almost all things were loaded, the man with whom I had been working came around, gave me a quarter and said “Much obliged, kid.” When I tried to tell him how I was disappointed, he jumped on the car, heedless of my remarks and departed with the circus. RAYMOND MAHER, 12-B English Composition. 52 “Shorty” Wible—“Have you got the first prose sentence?” •t THK MKKRSCH.H'M AM) THK STKAIHY.AKIOUS. Once in the early twilight, a meerschaum pipe and a Stradivarious were discoursing in the studio of a master musician. “It is so comfortable,” said the meerschaum, sighing happily from the mantel-piece to the violin on the table nearby, “to know oneself to be so far above the ordinary things in this world. When 1 see the poor artificial pipes which come here with the friends of our master I think how lucky I am to be what I am. for. of course,” he added, looking proudly at his glossy brown coat, “I cannot help seeing how very rare I am.” “My friend,” said the Stradivarious In a rich, melodious voice, “time proves worth, so I am certainly worthy of tiie esteem in which I am held, and I can say with you, ‘How very rare am I!' and the violin swelled so with pride that he burst one of his strings. Poo-poo,” said the pipe, a little irritably, “why should you think that time proves worth? See how young I am, and master would not part with me for a fortune, because I am so beautiful Yes. it surely is beauty that counts in this world,” he explained, admiring himself before the mirror which hung above the mantel. “Oh. fie, you vain creature.” cried the violin. “To think that beauty counts for anything! When 1 think of my glorious history, I am almo t ashamed of being in the same room with a poor, insignificant thing like you,” and he burst another string in anger. “Now, don't be so proud,” said the pipe, leering at him with a hideous smile. “I dare say your old maker would be ashamed to own you if he could hear the rate at which you are talking now. I,“ he said, striking an attitude before the mirror, to display his beauty to a better advantage, “I have always been a credit to my owner, and I always shall be, because I am so rare and beautiful.” “It's a good thing you are rare, you conceited thing. If there were more of your race, this old world would stop going around. Oh,( the audacity of some creatures! I suppose you feel that our master thinks more of you than he does of me. When I sing for him. he forgets all his troubles and listens only to my beautiful voice, while you, poor thing, have to lie up there and see how great I am,” and the violin burst another string with a mixture of pride and anger. “Oh, master soon becomes tired of you, and then he lights me and forgets all about you in thinking how delicious e make his tobacco and what a beautiful brown I am taking on------” and they kept talking in this manner until the violin had broken ail his strings and the pipe had cracked him elf upon the stone hearth below. Then the jolly old moon winked in through the shutters with a jovial smile, while the pines outside the window rattled their needles and sighed, “What foolish creatures these mortals be!” DOROTHY HUGHES, 10-A. 53 o Preach Huff a walking confectionery. “, girl or TRUE BLUE.” “Mother, mother, mother, I just know, I just know I won’t get a date for commencement!” groaned Helen, as she was finishing drying the supper dishes. Helen Douglas, the Idea of you, a Senior in High School, and acting that way,” gasped Mrs. Dongles. Helen went on drying the dishes and slowly began to name over the boys of her class as she rubbed. ’ There’s .Tack Mires,” she thought, and gave the dish a hearty rub; “and Sammy Jones, eh!—” and she threw the dish upon the table. “Helen!” called Mrs. Douglas. “I believe you are just trying to get on m nerves. Now, settle down, young lady.” Helen heard the words of her mother, but dreamed on. “and Robert Brown.” At this she dried the dishes with greater care. Suddenly she realized that she was so'sad, very sad. “What If you don't go to Commencement with some little upstart of a boy? You are our only daughter and I am sure your lather and I can get a hack for our only daughter’s Commencement,” said Mrs. Douglas. “I would rather you would go with a nice, sensible girl like Elsie Long.” Elsie Long, Elsie Long,” laughed Helen. This was a good idea. To be sure, Elsie had no mother, and she was the valedictorian—and she did dresj with such an utter lack of taste. Helen decided to try to brighten Elsie’s commencement and resolutely thrust the thought of Robert out of her memory, for the time, at least. The next day at school no one was more joyous than Helen. She laughed and she teased the boys unmercifully. To top everything off she made eyes at the chemistry teacher and was promptly sent from the room. As she passed downstairs, she heard her name called, and turning, saw Robert. She backed up against the wall and prepared for the shock. “Say, Helen, how about going to Commencement with me? stammered Robert. Helen’s heart stood still with joy. But the next minute she was telling Robert that she had decided to go with Elsie Long. Yes, she was sorry, but she had decided. Helen went bravely away, and asked Elsie if she would not go with her. Helen thought she saw a gleam of pleasure in Elsie’s eyes and she b.?gan to brighten up at once and suggested that she bring her dress over and let her mother make them both alike. The next few weeks passed rapidly. Come, girls, try on your dresses and stop this fooli-hness for awhile,” said Mrs. Douglas, smiling in spite of herself. Commencement night had come. No other dress had ever looked so beautiful on Elsie. Helen looked beautiful, too. As they jumped out of the hack and tripped up the broad stone steps, the people stood gazing admiringly. The program was on. Helen wailed. It was time for Elsie’s valedictory. Her name was called and the audience settled down. They knew it was to be dull. Helen’s body quivered. Elsie plunged into it with spirit and the people grew more interested every minute. The principal became astonished, but catching sight of Helen, understood. Helen had never been happier in her life. It was all over. Helen had not gone with Robert, but she was very, very happy. She had made one girl happy, she had helped an audience to enjoy a valedictory, she had pleased her mother, the principal had called her a girl of true blue. Had she not a right to be happy? LYDIA STROUT. 54 “We will have written lesson to-morrow.”—Miss Nowland. what Tin: it: o:-post heard. The Fence-post thought this world a very uninteresting place, until it was placed on a central corner of a t pical small town. Henceforth, it became the wisest of the wise, since it heard much, without its presence being known. One day, the Fence-post is aroused by the sound of voices. Two women, one carrying a market basket, meet and very naturally stop on the corner. “What are you having to eat now-a-days?” one asks the other. Oh! don't ask me. It certainly is a problem to know what to cook. Meat is so high and it is hard to get ire-h vegetables. Well, 1 am nearly distracted. My husband is so particular as to what he eats. So I have to buy everytning myself. And the clerks are so unaccommodating!” Aren’t they though? ! ordered a roast the other day and when it came— well, we couldn't eat it. It cost one dollar and ten cents and they wouldn’t take It back. Really, I think the women of this town should organize, secure better service, reduce the high cost of living and---” Yes, that's so. Hut my husband is so particular and I must get home and put these beans on and bake some corn-bread. Fine morning, isn’t it?” She passes on. Well, she certainly doesn’t have to talk to me! Always complaining and then when I offer a solution—Oh! I must go down and see about a new suit.” The Fence-post: These women! Always talking, never accomplishing anything!” Two small boys approach, in heated argument. No, sir, I swapped that gum for this marble and I don't care if you did swallow your gum. I’m going to keep the marble. Yes, sir.” “Cheat! I couldn’t help swallowing the gum, and I haven’t got it now and you've got to give me back that marble. I’ll tell my mamma if you dont.” “Tattle-tale! Baby! Tell your mamma. She’ll whip you for swallowing the gum.” She won’t, you mean thief, you—” “You’re a liar. I am not a thief.” “You're worse than that and I’ll knock you-----” A bark is heard. Oh! there’s the parade for Uncle Tom’s Cabin. Come on, let’s see it.” Alright. Let's lead the blood-hounds and get a ’comp.’ to see it.” Sure I got you.” The Fence-post: And the quarrel is over. Such is the forgetfulness of childhood.” A crowd of high school girls stop, as a matter of course, on the corner. Oh! aren't you perfectly wild to go to the dance to-night?” What are you going to wear?” Oh! I hope they have programs. It is so confusing when they don’t.” Yes, and I always have so many dances ahead, I can’t remember.” 55 Henry Pearson gives a theatre party to himself at the Crystal” each week. “Don’t you hope there’s a nice bunch. But I believe there will be. I’m crazy to dance.” “I intend to do some of the new dances. They’re so much fun.” “Oh! my mother said I couldn’t dance the moon-lights, but I’m going to anyway. There’s really nothing wrong about them, and there’s such a fascination In dancing in the dark.” “I wonder why!” “I don't know just what you mean. From things I’ve heard 1 presume you are judging other people by vour.-elf and------” A popular young man comes along and suggests a visit to the soda fountain. They depart immediately. The Fence-post. “Such is the frivolity of youth. A mere dance can make them happy.” A youth and maiden sauntering along, find the corner a convenient place to talk. He speaks. “Please, 1 would like to wear your ring so very much. You don’t know what it means to me. You have my pin. All the fellows wonder I haven’t your ring. Can’t I have it?” “Well, it’s the only nice one I have and I like to wear it myself. But if you aren’t going to like it if I don’t give it to you and if you'll promise to be careful with it and wear it every day, you may have it as long as you still care for me as you do now.” She takes it from her finder, and sentimentally places it on his finger. The publicity permits of only a slight hand squeeze. Agin he speaks. “Do you know I care more for you already, if that be pos ible. Just to have your ring, yours, you understand, makes me feel as if you belonged to me just a little bit.” “Well, having your pin has made me feel about the same way. It’s strange how little things can make such a difference.” “Yes, ami the very smallest things make a difference where you’re concerned.” “Oh! say, have you a date for the basket-ball game Friday night?” “No.” “Then, may I have one?” “Yes; don’t you hope they win? I must be going home now. I'll write you a note to-night, if you'll write me one.” “Sure I will. I have lots to tell you. I'll meet you on the way to school in the morning.” “Alright. Good-bye.” And they hurry home, each one happy. The Fence-post: And they think they are in love. Well, they are su- premely happy. Such is the way of youth. And the Fence-post continues to be a listener to divers conversations and becomes wiser and wiser each day, through an Intimate knowledge of the quarrels and reconciliations, the joyj and sorrows of humanity. FLORENCE EMERY, English 12-A. 56 Geo. Hays—“Hooray, 1 got an ‘E’ on Geometery.” FRITZ'S VISIT TO MAKS. Once upon a time, many years ago, there lived in Ancient Germany a man by the name of Fritz. This man, as all his countrymen, possessed great inventive qualities For many years this man had been thinking of aerial craft and at last had placed his thoughts into material form. One day. while testing his invantion he suffered the misfortune of a mishap in the form of breaking the controlling lever. Instantly, contrary to all known laws of Nature, this machine darted upward. Traveling at a tremendous rate, it kept increasing and Fritz stayed with it, unable to stop the power or to decrease the ever-increasing speed. When many thousands of miles away from the earth and when the earth as a faint speck was disappearing trom sight, looking upward he beheld another faint speck. On going higher and higher, that which formerly appeared as a speck, now looked as a blot and was constantly becoming larger. Upon nearing this his aeroplane was upset by a sudden a r current and he was thrown from his seat. Looking downward into the fathomless space below him, he closed his eye3 and prepared for the worst. To his surprise he did not fall but Just remained upright, as if suspended. The fact of the matter, he thought, was that he was on a dead center between the gravity of the earth and that of the planet above him. To his further surprise, he found himself being pulled backward in a horizontal line. He could not understand this, because he could see no object to attract him. Suddenly his course was obstructed and he found himself buried in another earth. Extricating himself from this perilous position, he began to walk around. Only a short distance from where he fell tie found his aeroplane, not in a demolished condition, but in perfect condition, other than the absence of the controlling lever. Knowing not where he was, and having nothing to do, he sat down in the controller’s seat and soon was fast asleep, and as might be expected, was soon dreaming. He dreamed that far in the distance he beheld a native army approaching and was rapidly drawing near him. Having no weapons, he must decide upon some manner of defense. He decided to remain in the aeroplane and await his fate. When the army was only a short distance away, he sprang from his 3eat and broke into a run toward a thick forest near by. Upon reaching the wooded thicket he secreted himself in the darkest and the denest part he could readily find. The native army formed a network around the forest and sent into the thicket many soldiers. Soon they appeared, dragging the body of Fritz behind them. They dragged the body of Fritz to the native city and soon appeared before the native queen, Frizola. She ordered that the captive be broiled and prepared for the mid-day lunch. The large kettle was soon prepared and being filled with hot water and Fritz was commanded to jump into it. Instead of jumping into it, he made a dash for liberty and ran toward the sea. Coming to a very steep bank down to the seat, and being unable to check his speed or change his course, he rushed over it and fell among the--- At this point he awoke and rubbing his eyes and looking around he found that in his sleep he had fallen from his seat. After picking himself up, he began to look around in order that he might know more concerning where he was. He soon reached a city; well paved streets and large buildings. Looking upward, he beheld numerous aeroplanes and this appeared to be the only method of transportation. He soon came upon an aeroplane hanger and found exactly what he needed, a controlling lever. After procuring this, he went straightway to his machine and repaired it. Then he set sail for his home land. He soon reached his native land, and from that day to this the people of that country are glad to tell of the wonderful adventure and discovery of their hero, Fritz. FRANK TRUEBLOOD, English 12-A. 57 “Mutt” Rowe.—“I'll take a free lunch.” gkokgk i k witt, tut pioneer settler or Indiana. Settlers, who came into Indiana at the beginning of the nineteenth century, found that they were not the first white men who had chosen the wilds of that state for their home. On a small stream, about three miles east of the present city of Bedford, lived an old hermit, whose name was George DeWitt. He had evidently lived there a great many years, for the rude cabin, which wall his home, was beginning to show evidences of age. DeWitt was a native of Virginia, that state which was so strong in the belief that “taxation without representation” was tyranny. He had been a member of the patriot society, “The Sons of Liberty,” and had probably taken a more active part in some of the wild pranks of this society than was known. Patriotism may have been one cause for his continually insulting and annoying every Englishmen whom he chanced to meet, but the belief that such actions would place him high in the regard of Miss Elizabeth Clinton, of Richmond, was probably the greatest reason. There were a great many British officers stationed at Richmond, Ind , but as the declaration of real war approached, they found it increasingly difficult to maintain the dignity of their postions. Th y could not pass along the streets without being openly ridiculed. This was hard enough to endure, but the climax occurred when several young men took Henry Stewart, an English lieutenant, from his quarters and dragged him through the streets by a rope tied around his waist. The ringleaders of this prank explained this as symbolic of the times when British tyranny should suffer a like downfall. This act aroused a great deal of comment, both favorable and unfavorable, and an effort was made to find and punish all those who had taken part in it. DeWitt was suspected of having taken the leading part in this episode, for his aversion to this Englishman was well known. Stewart was a frequent visitor at the Clinton home and had boasted of his high standing in the Clinton household in DeWitt’s presence. When he called upon Elizabeth a few days after his adventure, he became so encouraged by her frindly manner that he told hr all about his experience, and added that he was positive that DeWitt was the ringleader, for as one of the men stooped to fasten the rope around his waist, the mask had fallen from his face and he had recognized him immediately. He also stated that DeWitt had begged him not to tell Elizabeth of hi3 part in the affair, and had even gone so far as to insult him by offering him money if he would conceal the Identity of his persecutor. Elizabeth had tried hard to believe DeWitt innocent of the charge against him. but when she heard Stewart’s statement, given in such a positive manner, she forgot her love for justice and convicted him In her mind without hearing his story. A short time after Stewart left DeWitt appeared and began immediately to talk of the excitement caused by this bold act against a British officer. He was surprised to see Elizabeth suddenly change from the indifferent way in which she had spoken to him when he first came, and begin to praise the courageous manner that had marked Stewart's acceptance of a foolish joke, carried out by some foolish boys who did not know a true gentleman when he was in tneir midst. She then waited a moment, as if expecting DeWitt to defend the action of his companions, but as he did not do this, she told him that she had proof that he had been the cause of all the trouble. He denied all knowledge of the affair, and said that he could furnish the proof for his statement. Several of those whom DeWitt regarded as his best friends were sent for, but all of them were too cowardly to admit that he had not been with them and know nothing of their plans. They later explained that the reason they had taken this attitude was because DeWitt had been the ringleaders so many times, that they did not think it would hurt him to be accused of being it again. Elizabeth was now very angry and told DeWitt that she did not care to hear any more invented explanations. DeWitt left the house immediately and went to the president of the “Sons of Liberty.” He gave in his resignation from this society, giving as his reason that he did not care for such liberty as would cause men to become too cowardly to fight for a companion's honor. A few hours later he left Richmond and set out for the wilderness, finally building a home on the little creek that now bears his name. MARGARET HUFFINES. 58 “Gib” Dubber.— Now out in Colorado.” OK’S adventure. All she could remember were the cries of women and the loud call of the crew; then everything grew dark. The wind roared and the monstrous waves tossed the little life-saving boat about and it seemed a miracle that it did go under. There was still a cold, disagreeable mist all about, when Zae, the young Italian girl, opened her eyes . It was so dark that she felt she could almost grasp the darkness. The one thing she had left was her mandolin, for her father, mother and little daughter had gone down with the great steamer. Zoe’s mind was not yet clear, but she realized all this, and that she was alone. After a very, very long time it grew light and her fear grew great. All she could do was to die and never see her people or the home back in sunny Italy. These thoughts were minor ones compared to that great on. which was, just to live. If it were only possible! For three whole days she lived in constant fear of death, and she was now pretty well exhausted, for she was without nourishment. Each day from sunrise until sunset, she strained her eyes in order that she might see help, but none came. It was about noon of the fourth day and Zoe had about given up all hope, when far in the distance, a tiny black speck was seen. But as her boat drifted along she discovered that it was not a ship, but an island. As she came closer she found that the island was inhabited, but such strange creatures as these were. When they saw her, they began dancing and prancing and giving cries like war whoops. What was she to do? They were cannibals and she would be eaten. Why had she not jumped overboard? But it was too late, and she lay down and closed her eyes. Now, they were drawing her boat in. She dared not open her eyes for there would be no need. At first they did not touch her, for so beautiful a creature they had never seen. They were very superstitious, and in order that they might be safe in dealing with her, consulted their great chief, Lagliafico. He demanded that she should be brought before him, there on the sands. Poor Zoe was snatched from the boat and brought to the great chief. He ordered the servants to make ready for a feast and Zoe felt that her time had come. At first there was an impulse to run, but where could she go? The whole island was inhabited, and yet she was loo weak. She sat down and taking her mandolin began to play one of those charming Italian melodies. The cannibals were indeed frightened, for they thought she must be a goddess, and for treating her so badly would be punished. The next instant they lied, including their brave chief, Lagliafico, into the barren cliffs of the island. This happened in so short a time that Zoe was almost as surprised as tho natives were. She was so tired and exhausted that she fell into a feverisn sleep. How long she slept she did not know, but when she awoke, to her surprise, she was not on the island, but in her own bed, and all this adventure had been a dream. ILENE MITCHELL, English 12-B. 59 Giants at last.—“Doc Mitchell, Mary Duncan. “AS A MAX THINKETII. Crowds of girls hurried down the steps and out into the drizzling rain. The announcement concerning the awarding of the scholarship had just been made, and everyone was discussing it excitedly, for the results were very surprising. This scholarship was one which was awarded each year to the girl having the highest standing in the Senior class. Everyone had disappeared when June Brown came slowly out of the building. She had been very greatly disappointed, for she, herself, had expected to receive the scholarship. She was an unusually intelligent girl, and did her work with a thoroughne s which always made her standing high. This was well known, and therefore it had been commonly thought that she would be the fortunate girl. Immediately after hearing the announcement, she had slipped away and waited until all had left, for she did not desire the sympathy of her friends then. She felt that no one had fully understood just what this scholarship meant to her. It meant her career, and the plan for her whole future life was based on it. She herself could not afford the course, which the scholarship would give, and so it must all be thrown aside. The goal toward which she was working, and her ideal in life, seemed suddenly removed far beyond her reach, and she felt crushed, as by a blow. She had never entertained the thought of defeat, and this conildence had prevented her from even thinking of any other plans, and now that this was taken away, nothing seemed left. She felt the girl who had won had done so by questionable methods, and that the manner in which she got her work would not always bear inspection. June's code of honor was a strict one, and she had no sympathy for anyone who fell below this standard. Therefore, it was but natural that, together with her great disappointment, should come an intense hatred of the girl who, she felt, had wronged her. The weeks flew by and commencement was over, and everyone had left college. But June did not forget the scholarship, and her hatred for the girl who had won continually increased. This hatred had become so intense that it was embittering her whole life, and it was always a shadow over anything which might otherwise have been a source of pleasure. She accomplished nothing, and her days were more than wasted, for she was losing that will power which before had always governed ner actions. It was being absorbed by this hatred, and she was beginning to believe that she had a grudge against society for this wrong which was done her by the girl who won. This hatred so poisoned her mind, that all faith and trust in her fellow-men were completely shut out. She brooded continually over her wrong and not even for a moment did she seem to forget it. Her mind was just in the condition, when one afternoon she picked up an advertisement and glanced at it carelessly. But the words, “As a Man Think-eth” attracted her attention. They were the subject of a lecture which had been delivered on the preceding night by Thomas Augustus. Her first thought was that she would like to hear it, but when she realized that this was impossible, she began to wonder what the lecture was, and what was meant by, “As a Man Thinketh.” She was aided in this by certain quotations from the lecture, which were given on the advertisement. One she read especially carefully, “Hate generates one of the most deadly poisons in noture. No good can exist without contamination. This hatred must be driven out and must be replaced by thoughts higher and nobler things, for as a man thlnketh, thus his life is.” She pondered over this, and suddenly she became conscious of what hate was doing for her own life. It was the first time she had thought about it in this light, and slowly she began to comprehend the ruin it had brought. When full realization of the wrong which she was inflicting on herself came to her, she determined that since our thoughts govern our lives, that her own would be nearer perfect and that no though of hate should enter in. SHIRLEY ARMSTRONG, English 12-A. 60 Lawrence Dorman—115 pounds of sleep. A COVXTRY WEDDING. Miss Lucinda was getting to be a woman now and was still single. All the gossips around the little country town had long since pronounced her an “old maid.” There was a rumor, however, that Miss Lucinda was looking rather happy the last few days. The subject had been discussed thoroughly in every home and the last report was that Miss Lucinda was going to be married. She lived alone in a very pretty little cottage which was most convenient on the inside and as for money, she had more than any other resident of the little town. The town folk had seen a strange man walking about the streets for several days. This added fuel to the flames and some had even gone so far as to make her wedding present. On Wednesday morning. Miss Lucinda was as usual at the post-office She seemed just delighted with everything which was very unusual for her. At last Mrs. Jones entered, leading two dirty faced little youngsters. “Well howdy, Miss Lucinda. You’re lookin’ the best I've seen yer fcr a long time. Ye must be feelin’ well.” “Well, I am, Mrs. Jones. I’m expecting my brother and his family form the East this evening. I am so anxious to see him, for it has been ten years since he left home.” “Is he just coinin’ to see you or Is it fer something special?” continued Mrs Jones as usual, trying to satisfy her boundless curiosity. “Oh, no in deed. Nothing special at all,” quickly returned Miss Lucinda as her face became red and she hastened from the office. She was not seen again that day until train time, when she went to meet her brother. After his arrival they went straight to her home where she was married to the stranger who had been seen about the town. He proved to be an old lover of the lady, who was parted from her only by a little disagreement, which took plac in their early courtship. Lut they were united now forever, not to be sepa at d by trivial affairs as before ANNA GABE D, English, 9 T . 61 “Got a date for to-night?”—Web Walker. THK IlKWAIID. Bruce Stewart was a young man of humble birth, but he had worked diligently all his life, in order to gain an education, until he was now, one of the most brilliant and industrious scholars of Bradley's Technical Institute, at New York City. Intellectually lie surpassed all the other boys, but was handicapped in a financial way, having to spend his leisure hours in doing whatever he might find to do, in order to make enough money to equip himself for his vocation in life. One Saturday morning in December, Bruce was called to the home of Jennings B. Stanton, president of the First National Bank, to do some measuring work for a prominent plumber. Just as he entered the hall, a tall, dark-haired girl was descending the broad stairway, and she nodded pleasantly to him as she went out the door. Bruce went about his work, but his thoughts were continually wandering back to the girl, who had just a few minutes b fore, spoken so friendly to him. Surely he had seen thousands of girls before, beautiful brunnettes. like this one too—Yes, and perhaps some had spoken to him, but not one of them had ever caused him to have this particular feeling. Of course if this girl had been one of his own standing in life, perhaps he might have room for thoughts of her, but this young lady was the daughter of Jennings Stanton. No, it would never do. Bruce thought that his work seemed particularly hard and tedious that day and the time passed exceedingly slowly for him, but he wished in vain for the girl to appear again. Finally having accomplished his task, he returned to his room to resume his studies. The following week he thought of Stanton’s daughter, not a few times, but he did not see her again until the following Saturday. He was riding on a street car, when hastily glancing across the aisle, he saw the girl, who had ac-cupled his mind since the first time he had seen her. She looked up from the paper which she was reading, and as she recognized him, spoke a pleasant goodmorning to him. Bruce could not be rude and gaze at her all the time, so he tried to seem engrossed in a magazine. Piesently he heard something drop, and glancing down he saw a large coat button roll over to him from the seat acros; the aisle where the girl was sitting. He lost no time in p!ck:ng it up and returning It to its owner. As she thanked him he lifted his hat, and mustered up courage enough, to ask her if she were not the daughter of J. B. Stanton. She gave him her card and moved over, to give him room to sit down beside her. This certainly was an unexpected pleasure, and before their conversation had ended, he had accepted her invitation to call. He could scarcely believe it was true, to think of his going to call on Miss Rose Stanton. The next evening he dressed himself with the utmost care and went to call. He was confident he had never spent a more pleasant eevning in his life, so he asked her to attend the theatre with him the next week. She readiiy agreed and soon they were making all sorts of plans. As Bruce left the house, however, he met the father on the steps, and he gave Bruce a cold stare. Yes. Judge Stanton knew who he was, but perhaps he would keep still, and at least, Bruce would hope and pray that he would do nothing to mar their plans. As time wore on. Bruce called at the Stanton home very often, but, however, not always with the knowledge of Bose's father, who disliked Bruce very much. Bruce, nevertheless, knew that Bose loved him, and he finally went to their home one evening, and instead of asking for Bose, ho asked to see her father. He was ushered into the large drawing room, where the judge sat before the fireplace, in a large armchair. Good evening, Mr. Stanton. greeted the boy as pleasantly as possible, for he knew he was not too well liked by the judge. Should he, Bruce Stewart, go on, and ask for her? Surely he must, for no one could ever accomplish a worthy purpose like this, by being a coward; so he added, Mr. Stanton, I have 62 Miss King.— Florence (Smith), quit talking to John. come this time, to ask for the hand of your daughter. I know she loves me for she has confessed it many times, and I lovelier a thousand times more. Perhaps you will say, I am not worthy of her. Although I am not as wealthy as you, nor do I hold so high a social position, yet, I have accomplished much in my school career and will soon be able to do greater things for myself. You know, in America, there are not supposed to be distinct classes like in the old country, and when a fellow makes good, he should be on just as high a basis as those who are born wealthy.” The father looked at him for a few moments, and then replied .in a rather gruff tone, ‘‘Bruce Stewart, do you know who you are and what was your father's occupation. Your father was nothing but a little old shoemaker, and do you think 1 could let my daughter stoop so low as to become the wife of a boy whose father was only an insignificant shoemaker in one of these small towns? Never!” Bruce kept on arguing, but it was all in vain. Stanton's mind was fixed, and he finally left the house without even seeing Bose. Yes, and what was worse than that, the father had forbidden him to call any more on his daughter. He returned to his room and began to study diligently, that being his only alternative. A few weeks later, as Mr. Stanton stepped out of his office one evening, he heard on all sides the cry of newsboys, veiling, “Extra! Extra! All about the greatest invention of the world,” and a dozen rushed up to him at once, trying to sell their papers. He purchased one and as he glanced at it, read in big black headlines, “Perpetual motion discovered, the greatest invention of the world; Thousands have vainly spent their lives trying to find it.” The man looked at the picture. Surely it looked familiar. He read on further. “Bruce Stewart, a student of Brodley's Technical Institute of this city has finally made the discovery. A young man who yesterday was practicall ypoor, to-day is a multi-millionaire ” This was without doubt the same young man who had asked for his daughter’s hand in marriage and he had refused him. Now, Bruce Stewart probably would not look at them at all. Mr. Stanton determined, however, to see what he could do, so he immediately called Bruce and asked him to dinner at his home that same evening. Bruce readily accepted .although he could see that Mr. Stanton was now sorry he lied refused to let him have his daughter. He was wise and knew what he was about, so he did not mention the subject to the father all evening, although he could scarcely refrain from doing so. He had not seen Rose since the night before he asked her father for her hand in marriage and was refused, although they had continually corresponded with one another. He had spent every minute of his time working, and had been up many times the whole night long, trying to complete his wonderful Invention. The work on his new discovery had been entirely secret, Bose not even knowing about it. Bose was not at home this evening when Bruce came to dinner, for she had gone out to attend a dinner party and she knew nothing of his coming to the house. The judge became very uneasy and even anxious that the subject of his daughter's marriage would not be brought up again. The subject was not brought up again to him either. The next day Bruce sent a messenger to Bose, telling her of his wonderful success and of her father's uneasiness, and proposed that they marry secretly and surprise her father. He also added that he would call at four o'clock. Bose could hardly believe that all this had really happened. It seemed almost like a dream to her. Bruce came at the appointed time and they were quietly married. When the father returnd from his office that veiling he found a note on the table which read: “Off for Europe on our honeymoon. BBUCE AND BOSE. And the father was overjoyed. GB ETNA WITH MAN, 12-A English. 63 “Help. Five freshies sit near me.”—Henry Pearson. FA IKY STORY. Once upon a time, in a far off wood, lived a little discontented shepherd boy named Rupert. He had never been away from home and so he knew nothing of the city and city life, except what his parents had told him. He, however, heard enough to make him wish to go there and get rich and thus be enabled to own a castle and live like a king. Rupert thought that everyone in the city was rich and that money was so easy to get that it could almost be had for the asking. Every day. while tending his sheep, he would look in the direction of the city and wonder how long it would take him to go there. Finally, one evening, he made up his mind to go, for the desire had been stronger that day than ever before. Hunters who had stopped to rest at a cool spring near where he was feeding his flock, had told him even more about the city than his parents. As he was walking along homeward with his sheep, he suddenly noticed a beautiful fairy in the path beside him. He immediately recognized her as a good fairy, and, upon inquiring the reason of her coming, she told Rupert that she had come to warn him not to go to the city, for that was the home of the evil fairies, such as Greed, Selfishness, Gambling and Drunkenness, and that he could hardly avoid being conquered by some, if not by all of them, and that it would be much better for him to stay where he was and to lead the simple life that he had been leading. Rupert, however, would not change his mind, so finally the good fairy agreed to help him all that she could. She changed him into a prince and took him in her chariot to the gates of the city. She then gave him instructions as to what he must do, and among other things he must come outside the walls of the city, for she could not go inside, to a certain wood every seventh day and tell her what happened and she would help him. It he should need her at any other time he was to come to this wood and clap his hands three times. Rupert followed her instructions and went to her every seventh day (or advice, and so he prospered and became one of the richest princes in the city. The evil fairies had tried to get hold of Rupert ever since he had come, and only through the help of the good fairy had he been able to resist them. But one day he was so strongly tempted by an evil fairy that he did not wait to ask the advice of the good fairy, but allowed himself to be led on by this evil one. She led him into gambling by telling him that he could get more money and get it quicker in this manner than he could by his usual methods. He did get more money at first, but this was just a trick of the fairy to get him to gamble more, and so she began to get possession of his riches. The influence of the evil fairy made him forget the good one and so he quit going to sec her. Otherwise he might have avoided further trouble. Rupert realized that he was losing, but, desperately feeling that he might gain something, he continued to play until all his wealth was gone. Rupert now wondered what he would do next. The evil fairy had no more use for him, so she removed her influence from him and thus he was permitted to -uod ui oiuoq injoonod sjq jo jqSnoqj osju oh -A-tpij pooS aqj jo uptSu jiuiqj trast to the noisy, dirty city, his flock of sheep, the forest and spring, and realized that he could have contentment and rest there, and that no evil fairies lived there to tempt him. He, therefore, went to the wood outside the city and clapped his hands three times and the good fairy appared. He told her that now he realized that what she had told him at first was true and that he would like to go back. Therefore, she changed him again to the shepherd boy and took him home, where he lived peacefully ever after. DOROTHY BLACKBURN, English 12-A. 64 Miss King.—“You’re dreamin’.” ©gantzattnna 111 . 11 S( IIOOI, OIU HKSTKA. H.l'l.) HH'I?) .SAOil r MM'If) .S'1511!) iO THE NEW ALBAW DKIJATIS(S TEAM. At a recent try-otit Iloilie Iilackwell, Ruth Sherwood and Eugene New-land were chosen to represent B. II S. in a debate with New Albany High School on May 2nd. Donald Webster was chosen as alternate. The question tobe debated i •, “Resolved, That the Commission Form of Government should he adopted by the cities of Indiana.” THE STATE DISCI SSION LEAGUE TEAM. Eugene Newland, Ruth Sherwood and Gilbert Dubber have been chosen to represent Bedford In the Lawrence County Contest of the State Discussion League. This County Contest will be held in Bedford, May 1st. Mitchell will enter three speakers and from the six one will be chosen to go to Salem on May 15th to represent Lawrence County in the Third District Contest. At that time a representative will be chosen for the Third District to go to the Final State Contest at Indiana University on May 20th. The question to be discussed is “The Proposed Constitution of Indiana.” 69 debating team. Top Row (Left to Right)—Roy Murphy, Paul McCune, Ruth Sherwood, Roilie Blackwell, Donald Webster. Eugene Newland. Bottom Row—Ilene Mitchell, John Rowe. THE TRIANGULAR DEBATING LEAGUE. The principals of the High Schools of Bedford, Washington and Salem met and formed a triangular debating league. April 11th, 1914, was the date set for the schools to meet. The subject. Resolved, The Cl les of Indiana Should Adopt the Commission Form oi Government” was decided upon. A meeting was called for all in school who desired to try out for this. At the try-out Roy Murphy, Ruth Sherwood, Paul McCune, with Ilene Mitchell as an alternate, were chosen as the affirmative team. Eugene Newland, Roilie Black-well, Donald Webster and John Rowe, the alternate, represented the negative at Salem. Here we won a double victory, thus the triangular debate went to Bedford High School. This practically adds another department to the curriculum, as debating and public speaking never before took any prominent part in senool activities. 70 ATHLETICS Ol'FK KKS OF ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION. Left to Right—Ralph Wiblo, Treasurer; Roy Murphy, Secretary; Mr. E. W. Montgomery, Principal; George Hays, President; Paul Huff, Vice-President. 72 liKDI'Olll) HIGH sriiooi, ATHLKTIC ASSOCIATION'. For the first time in the history of the High School a strong Athletic Association was formed. The purpose of this organization is to boost and better athletics and debating in every way. The association is controlled by a president, vice-president, secretary, treasurer, and the High School principal. This is the executive committee. The officers for this year were George Hays, President: Paul Huff, Vice-President: Roy Murphy, Secretary; Ralph Wible, Treasurer. and Mr Montgomery. The entrance fee is ten cents and ten cents a month thereafter, or fifty cents a semester. The as ociation has done great work this year, buying great amounts of athletic material, besides backing every athletic and debating event in which the school participated. It has also supported other minor propositions. At the present time the as ociation has handled over SG00. This association is certainly a great aid to the school and everybody who has the Interest ot' the school at heart should get out and boost next year. 73 “Let’s donate a hat to Breese Stevens.”—Pete Murphy. £9 Tno o on C. _______ SPROOIL BASKET BALL TEAM. Top Row (Left to Right)—Emery, Hays. E. W. Montgomery (Coach), Wiole. Bottom Row—Huff. Blackwell. Murphy (Capt.), Sproull. MUKI'H Y, Captain Basket Bail Team. Roy Murphy, captain of the Basket Ball Team, played a hard, consistent game at lloor guard throughout the year. Me never failed to get into the game and do all in his power to keep the team encouraged at all times. The team will !o?e a good player and an excellent captain, as Murphy graduates this year. 76 “The ninth period is an uncalled for necessity.”—Laurence Graves. Kalp Wible played an excellent game at goal guard throughout the season To his guarding ability, in great part, is (hie the low scores of the opposing teams. Ralph will be back at his old place again next year, better than ever. John Emery played a star game at center at all times. At Seymour he pitched ten out of eleven chances at foul goals. In the Washington game he threw eleven baskets the first half. To his work in great part is due many of our larger scores. Emery is also captain-elect for next year's team. Edward Sproull is probably the fastest floor forward in Southern Indiana. He was in the game all of the time from whistle to whistle and was depended on at all times to break up the team work of the opposing players and also to aid in our own team work, much ofwhich was made possible by him. Paul Huff, at goal forward, played a hard, consistent game all season. His excellent work with Blackwell, Sproull and Emery accounted for much of the excellent team work displayed Rollie Blackwell was always called into the game the second half as floor guard and the way he tore up the team work of the opposing team and got under and got the ball was a delight to the rooters. The team will feel his loss, as he graduates this year. Cieorge Hays, due to a bad ankle, was not able to play in as many games as the rest of the team, but be showed good work at all times and a sure eye for the basket, which will make him valuable to next year's team. 77 A hair on the head is worth two in the brush. BASKET BALL. Basket-ball is at present the chief sport In the High School. The season of 1913-14 was a success not only from the standpoint of victories, but also financially. When the season started Coach Montgomery had practically a green squad, with the exception of a few who had placed the year before There were a large number of candidates out and the most of them stayed till the close of the season. The first squad consisted of ten men. Murphy, Hayes Huff. Wlble, Blackwell, Sproull, Emery, Stevens. Cook and Salvards This squad elected Roy Murphy captain. The first team which was finally selected. consisted of Sproull, Huff and Hayes forwards. Emery center, and .Murphy, Wlble and Blackwell guards. Owing to ineligibility Sproull and Hays were unable to play at the first of the season. The team practiced two afternoons and two nights a week. They practiced faithfully and under the coaching of .Mr. Montgomery rapidly rounded into shape. Although the team got a bad start it pulled itself out of the rut nicely. An important factoi in the success of the team was the fighting spirit installed into it bv the coach The team was lacking in experience, which accounts for some of its defeats. The team was also light, but made up for this with speed. With the loss of but two men next year, Murphy and Blackwell, and with the great quantity of material at hand, great things are expected of next year's team. Friday, No. 14, 1913—B. H. S.. 8; Odon. 13; Bedford. Friday, Nov. 21, 1913—B H. S.. 19; Paoli, 21; Bedford. Saturday, Dec. ft, 1913—B. H. S., 19; Seymour, 13; Bedford. Saturday, Dec. 12. 1913—B. li. S., 27; Odon, 8; Bedford. Friday, Jan 2, 1914—B. H. S., 3 1; Evansville, 30; Bedford. Friday, Jan. 9, 1914—B. H. S., 22; Seymour, 42: Seymour. Friday, Jan. It . 1914—B II. S.. 4j ; Washington, 20; Bedford. Friday, Jan. 23. 1914—B H. S., 9; Orleans, 19; Orleans. Friday, Jan. 30. 1914—B. H. S., 33; Salem, 21; Bedford. Friday, Feb. 6. 1914—B. H. S., 15; Bloomington. 21; Bedford. Friday, Feb 13, 1914—B. H. S.. 67; Jasper, 9; Bedford. Friday, Feb. 20, 1914—B. H. S.. 19; Salem. 23; Salem. Friday, Feb. 27—B. H. S., 14; Orleans, 20; Bedford. STATE T H B N A 1 E NT. Friday, March 13, 1914—B H. S., 18; Paoli, 14; Bloomington. Friday, March 13, 1914—B. H. S., 16; Lebanon, 45; Bloomington. Totals—B. H. S., 355; Opponents, 319. B. H. S.. 8; Odon. |:{. This was the first game of the season and the team lacked experience. They fought hard, but the heavy Odon team bore them down and the first game was lost. It. II. S., If); Paoli, 21. The team bowed great improvement in this game and were only beaten in the last few minutes of play. The team play was better and more consistent in tht sgame. It. II. S., If); Seymour, l:i. The return of Hays and Sproull to the game and the arrival of the new suits was celebrated by a victory over Seymour. It. II. S., 27; Odon. 8. We avenged the first defeat by the Odon team with a decisive victory. The score of the last half was 22-2. 78 H. H. S., 34; Evansville, 30. In one of the fastest games seen on the local floor this season, the High School team defeated the strong Evansville quintet. The local team got away to a fast start and the score at the end of the first half was 17-9, Bedford. By consistent playing we held the lead till the end. B. II. S.. 22; Seymour, 12. In the first game away from home we were defeated by 20 points. The score was not so bad as it seems, for we held them 15-12, Seymour, in the last half. B. H. S., 45; Washington, 2 . We retrieved our defeat at Seymour with an overwhelming victory over Washington. Although Washington had heavy men they were not in our cla-s and were sent home defeated. B. H. S., 0; Orleans, lit. In our second game away from home we were defeated by the fast Orleans team. The last half was a tie, 0-6, but we scored two field goals to their one. It. If. S., 33; Salem, 21. We scored another victory when we defeated Salem at Bedford by a decisive score. It. II. S.. 15; Bloomington. 21. Before a crowd of six hundred rooters the local team lo-t the hardest fought game of the season to Bloomington II. S. It was 10-8, Bloomington, at the end of the first half. In the first few minutes of play of the second half we tied the score, 10-ld. From then on the score see-sawed back and forth until the last five minutes Bloomington forged ahead. B. H. S., (17; .Ias|H r. (I. In an unintere ting game, only marked by our fast team work, the team from Jasper was sent down in defeat. B. II. S.. 10; Salem. 23. The team went to Salem prepared to repeat their former victory. It was a hard fought game, but we were finally defeated. It. H. S.. 14; Orleans. 20. We lost our last home game to Orleans. This was the only team by which we were twice defeated. ST ATE TOIKNAMKNT. B. II. S, 18; I’noli, II. The team journeyed to the State Tournament and wai lucky enough Jo draw Paoli. We then proceeded to avenge our former defeat. B. H. S.. 10; Lebanon, 43. In our second game of the tournment we met the strong Lebanon five. This team was probably the second be t team in the tourney, and consequently wo were defeated. HIGH SCHOOL BASKET-BALL LEAGUE. A High School Basket-Ball League was formed, consisting of four teams The teams played curtain-raisers for the big games to decide the championship. Teams 4 and 5 played the final championship game. It resulted in a victory for team 4 by a score of 15-5. A fine silver loving cup was given the winners, with their names on it. The players on the team were Charles Strout, Maurice Woods, captain, Harry Ewens, Fred Southers, Glen Cook and Lawrence Murphy. This is a fine thing for the school, as it develops material and it will be continued next year. 79 OUR TEAM. “M” stands for Murphy, A brave captain is he, Who is always in a hurry, As busy as a bee. “S” stands for Sproull, Little Edward, 1 guess, Small though he is, lie is hard to repress. “K” stands for Emery, So slim and so tall. But it always counts When he gets the ball. B stands for Blackwell, Dear “Papa,” I’ve heard, After Murphy and Wible Me comes in third. “W” stands for Wible, Who hangs on tignt, And beats back his foe Just as brave as a knight “H” stands for Huff, And for Hays, likewise, Sometimes in the game They spring a surprise. “M stands for Montgomery, Our faithful guide, Who has always a good word By which we abide. PAUL HUFF. 80 I WML rriVH-J.MMSV' | .S'Ullf) ;iKLS’ IJASKET-HALL. The boys condescended to let the girls use the gym. on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school, and from what we hear they must have had some exciting contests. The number of hairpins found on the floor points to the fact that they were hard fought. There were many girls out and they say they enjoy the game. We are glad to see the girls take an interest in athletics and we hope that they will continue it next year. 82 INDOOR TRACK TRAM. Left to right—Huff, Stevens, Hays, Blackwell, Montgomery, Coach. INDOOR TRACK. Ranks were put in the gymnasium and an indoor track team was organized. The cause of this was an invitation to take part in an Interstate Track Meet at Evansville High School. The team was composed of Huff, Hays, Stevens and Blackwell. Bedford tied Vincennes for third in the meet and won third in the relay. Stevens was the individual star, tieing with two Evansville men in the half mile for first place. This was the only first in the whole meet which Evansville did not win. Stevens also won second in the quarter . 85 BLACKWELL, Captain of Track Team. At a meeting of (lie Track Team, Rollie Blackwell was elected captain for the present season. He has already had the pleasure of presenting the school with one silver loving cup won by the Track Team, and we are hoping that he will have the pleasure of doing so again. 86 Awkwardness made essential.—“Bill” Dobbins. OUTDOOR TRACK. Practice for the outdoor track team has been started and a great deal of good material has shown up. Hollie Blackwell was elected captain of the team, and although this is the first time for several years that we have had a track team, we expect him to lead us through a victorious season. The following men are likely to compose the team: Rollie Blackwell, Roy Murphy, George Hays, Ralph Patton, Paul Huff, Raymond Maher, Athol Thomas, Ralph Wible, Spaine Armstrong and Edward Sproull. The team expects to do something in the South Central Indiana High School Athletic and Oratorical Association and if it shows up as well as is expected, several men will probably be sent to the State Meet. This will be held at Wabash College, May 16. The South Central Meet occurs on May 9 at Washington. THE PAOLI MEET. On April 25 Bedford met Paoli in a dual track and field meet on the home Held. Although this is the first season for several years that B. H. S. has done any track work, our boys easily ran away with the meet, winning by the decisive score of 89 to 10. Bedford took every first and second in everything except the pole vault. In the mile, half-mile and quarter-mile the home boys won first, second and third. Ralph Patton was the individual champion, winning five firsts and three seconds. Paul Huff came next with two firsts and four seconds. George Hays won two firsts. Raymond Maher won one first and one second. Athol Thomas also captured a first. Roy Murphy and Ralph Wible each won a second and a third. Edward Sproull and Spaine Armstrong each won a third. 87 IctHP lull HUFF, Captain of Baseball Team. Paul Huff has been elected captain of the Baseball Team for the present season. Gaines are being scheduled with neighboring schools and we are looking forward to a successful season. We are sure of one thing and that is that our captain will do his part to lead his team to victory, both by his work In the pitcher's box and at the hat. 89 Boys’ Glee Club—A Society for the Advancement of Useless Noises. BASK. BA 1.1.. The prospects for a good baseball team this year are very bright. Paul Huff was elected captain and he has hopes to lead his team to victory. There were enough out for first practice to compose two teams of equal strength. By an uneven break of luck the first team won 4-0. The team will be composed of about five regulars, with the remaining new material. Two games have been scheduled with Mitchell, the first on May 1st and second 23d of May. As Mitchell is supposed to have a fast team, these games will probably be very interesting. An undecided date has been arranged with Salem, probably at Salem, May 2. Bedford and Salem have long been rivals, so an interesting game is expected. The probable line-up is: Patton, c. Huff and Maher, p. Hays and Hyde, lb. Emery, 2 b. Huff and Maher, 3b. Stevens, ss. Wlble, If. George, cf. Blackwell, rf. Walker and Pace, subs. 90 TilK SOUTH CKXTRAL ATHLKTIC AXI) ORATORICAL ASSOCIATIOX. On March 27, 1914, the Principals of Washington, Linton, Sullivan and Bedford organized an athletic and oratorical association, to be known as The South Central Athletic and Oratorical Association. The first meet is to be hold at Washington. May 9th. The afternoon will be devoted to the track and field events. In the evening the oratorical and reading contests will be held. All of Bedford’s track team have not yet been selected for that meet. From the way our team won the Paoli meet, we are expecting to make a good showing in the South Central against the veteran teams which will be met there. John Rowe has been chosen to represent Bedford in the oratorical contest of the South Central and IP-ne Mitchell will represent us in the reading contest. 91 “Why, Biddy, I thought you were never coming.”—Anah Webb. CHRISTMAS PROGRAM. I. Hallelujah Chorus. II. Piano Solo .........................................Margaret Pearson III. Vocal Solo.............................................Florence Dye IV. Reading............................................Slepnanie Strout V. Piano Duet. Annagabe Dunihue Katherine Keach VI. Vocal Solo .........:...............................Florence Smith VII. Piano Duet. Francis Freeland Florence Green VIII. Mixed Quartette IX. Girls’ Trio. Ilene Mitchell Gretna VVithman Inez Owen X. Piano Trio. Florence Emery Helen Martin Agnes Joyner DORIS SCULLY. 93 On Friday, March 27. Miss Florence and John Emery entertained the Senior and Junior classes. The rooms were tastefully decorated with boquets of roses and ferns. Games and dancing furnished amusement. Refreshments of ice cream, macaroons, lady fingers and baby stick candy were served. It was a late hour before the merry party dispersed. A perfect spirit of harmony prevailed between the two classes. On December 13, 1913, after the game with Odon, the members of the basket-ball team—George Mays, Paul Muff, John Emery, Edward Sproull, Roy Murphy, Ralph Wible and Roily Blackwell and Mr. Montgomery were entertained with a supper, at the home of Dorothy Trainer. The menu for the supper, which was served in buffet-style, consisted of assorted sanwiches, potato chips, pickles, olives, cake, coffee, nuts and candy. Later there was music and a post-mortem of the game. The purpose of the entertainment was to congratulate the team for its excellent work and to encourage the boys in their playing. The hostesses for the occasion were: Misses Dorthy Trainor, Florence Smith. Agnes Joyner. Mary Gainey, Ilene Mitchell, Thusnelda Furst and Florence Emery. DORIS SCULLY Dow ( 36 U f 95 Miss Frledley: “Not a single paper handed in was 100% efficient.” Marian Hyde: “No, but mine was 200% original.” Miss King (in her room before school): “Well, did you come In here for something?” Lawrence Murphy: “If I did, I came to a poor place to get it.” PUNK! A gallant young hunter, named Funk, Caught a nice, striped cat. while quite drunk. And now lie is out on a tramp. And he don’t dare go to camp. For the cat that he caught was a skunk. —Ex. Miss Mitcheson: “Robert, use ransom in a sentence.” Robt. Martin: When pop started after sister's beau last night, he ran- some.” Marian Hyde: “I had to see Miss Friedlev. and she “C”ed me.” Mr. Montgomery. Commercial: Name two of the finest watches made In America.” Chas. Strout: “Waterbury and Ingersoll.” “Rollo” Blackwell: “The ancients thought that if the earth were round, the people on the under side would walk on their up-side-downs.” Francis Freeland: “Oh. I got the nicest compliment. Friend: “What was it?” Francis: “Some one told me that I looked just like Ferril Crowe.” Miss Morrow (on her first day): Will Zurley, will you recite?” Wm. Turley: My name is not Zurley. It’s Turley, T-u-r-l-e-y-Turley.” Mr. Montgomery. Commercial: “What river drains the Great Lakes?” Callie Hultz: “The Wabash. Mr. Newland to Miss Nowland: “How would you like to change the second letter of your name?” Mr. Newland (Chemistry): “Claude, what is the difference between Hydro- gen Sulphate and Hydrogen Sulphide?” Claudie Reynolds: “One is a liquid in the form of a solid and the other is a gas in the form of a powder.” Hill Roberts (when they got to the corner of Thirteenth and L): Good- night. Jane, I'll stay here on the corner and watch you until you get home.” .Mr. Hay0: “George, why did you fail in this Geometry examination?” George: “Well you see it was this way. I forgot to take my book to class and the kid that sits in front of me don’t know much about it.” Miss Marble (Latin): Now give me an example of the dative.” Dot Owens (absently): “I’ll meet you at eight o’clock.” Mr. Newland: “What is steam?” Pete Murphy: “Steam Is water that’s gone crazy with the heat.” Freshie: “I wonder if Miss Frledley Is twenty-one yet?” M. Hyde: You’re simple, how many years do you expect her to be twenty- one?” Soph.: “They say Postmaster Durrenburger has resigned.” Freshie: “What’s the matter?” Soph.: “He can’t stand the scent of the dead letters.” % Miss Fried ley (to History Class): You must bo more careful with your dates.” Mr. Montgomery (Commercial Geography): Callie, locate Cuba.” C. Hultz: “Cuba is bounded by the ocean and is somewhere between China and England.” First Student: There would be less divorces if all men were like Mr. Newland.” Second Student: Why so?” First Student: He is a bachelor. June: They call the Indian mother a squaw, now what do they call the Indian babies?” Kindergartener: A squaker.” Freshie: Who has been eating onions?” Junior: Onions nothing, ’Goat’ Owens just passed.” Harriet Farmer: I’ve something to tell you. I’m engaged to Jack.” Stephanie Strout: I’m not surprised. Jack never could say no. Mr. Montgomery (Commercial): Callie. name the cotton states.” Callie Hultz: They are. Alaska, Montana, Maine and Cuba. Stephanie Strout: Eugene Newland may be a good debater, but I couldn’t have stood his love-making in ‘Esmeralda,’ if he had not worn Donald’s overalls and hat.” Mr. Montgomery (Commercial, looking at Tootle Furst): All Germans drink great quantities of beer. Kollo” Blackwell (12-A History): Howe took his fleet across New Jer- sey into Philadelphia.” Mr. Montgomery (Commercial): Callie, name and locate the western- most state of Canada.” Callie Hultz: It is Alaska and is located just east of the Nile River.” Mr. Newland: I’m getting rather bald. Suppose you'll have to cut my hair for half price, hereafter.” Barber: Oh, no sir; we always charge double when we have to hunt for the hair.” Teacher: Johnny Mentino. use disarrange in a sentence.” Johnny: When my father gets up to build the tire he says, ’Curse dis a range.” Pete Murphy, Marian Hyde. Bill Dobbins and Foxle Woods will be members of the Domestic Science Class next year. Glen Cook (Geometry): A straight line is one which hasn’t any curves in it.” SOME ANSWERS ON EXAMS. Oxygen is a thing that has eight sides. Bermuda (Islands) is the name of a food in Brazil. The equator is a menagerie lion running round the earth. A blizzard is the inside of a hen. Roy Murphy (during a debate): I want out o’ here. I want out in the woods.” 97 Mr. Newland (Physics): “Is there any place hotter than the earth?” Biddie Dunihue: “I’ve heard there is.” RAYMOND! ) WHITLEY. Consultant in Etiquette, Etc.—Address all Correspondence to Miss Kaymonde Whitley, at the Public Library. Dear Raymonde: I am a very handsome boy of about fifteen. I have a beautiful pompadour, but none of the eight girls I have been going with will let we kiss them when I say good night. What could be the matter? GEORGE HAYS. Mr. Dear Georgie: I fear you have not used tact in your love making. You should always have your girl look for her father and then steal the first five kisses. After that you will have no trouble. RAYMONDE. Dearest Raymonde: How can I be most graceful in playing basketball? WILLIAM HENRY DOBBINS. Dear Willie: You must first learn to walk with grace. First of all, as you raise your foot stop step, let your toes dip daintily forward and on the recovery, never put your heels down first. Practise this three hours before breakfast every morning. For other points, watch “Shorty” Wible and Virgilius Williams closely. RAYMONDE. Dear Raymonde: How may I reduce my flesh? “CLAUDIE” REYNOLDS. Dearest Claudle: If you roll down stairs two hundred times a day. you will reduce before the end of five years. For further instructions, see my advices to “Stephanya” Strout. RAYMONDE. Dear Raymonde: I am not very old but I am slightly bald. Could you tell me some remedy that would cure it before I have my picture taken for next year’s annual. R. E. NEWLAND. My Dear Robert Elishia: Try using the Vacuum Cleaner before and after each meal. If this is not successful. I would advise you to buy one of those popular green or tango wigs, either of which would go well with your complexion. RAYMONDE. Dear Raymonde: How could I get a complexion like Clay Murphy’s? RUSSELL MITCHELL. “A sweet boy graduate.” My Dear Russell: Clay uses my “Agnes Joyner Special.” which is as follows: Two pounds lard, one-half pound flour, one quart dark oak varnish and a half pint of Peruna for perfume. Put on four coats a day. RAYMONDE. THE TALE OF MANY COLORS. SCENE—The Chief Mogul's (Montgomery’s) Office. TIME—During the noon hour before color day. ENTER: The Junior President with three assistants. All salaam most humbly before the great Mogul. J. President (in shrill, squeaky voice): Oh. most high and mighty Chief Mogul, answer the entreaties and petitions of your simple and ignorant slaves, the Juniors. Oh, Chief Fatima, our superiors, the wise and most exalted Seniors. have swiped our gaudy colors, and won’t tell us what their’s are. We elected the biggest man in our class as president so that he could fight, but even he is afraid of the noble Seniors, and we can do nothing. So we entreat you on our knees, that you will tell us what the Senior colors are. Chief Mogul (with twinkling voice and thundering eyes): You poor, slow, simple ignats! Do you not know, as the Seniors do. that I help those who help themselves. So, follow the example of your superiors. Do as the mighty Seniors do, and your class will be honored by your successors. CURTAIN. CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS (Ten Dollars a Word). Proclamation: We, the undersigned Campfire girls, hereby advertise for regular fellows. We will allow you to have your dinner and supper hours to yourselves on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and on the third Sunday in every month, you may have two hours to yourselves in the morning. All applicants must sign 98 a ninety-nine year contract, agreeing to report at eight o'clock in the morning and stay until eleven o’clock at night. (Signed) DORRIS SCULLEY, President, JOSIE LANZ, Vice-President, GRETNA WITH MAN. Secretary. Charter Members. HARRIET FARMER. STE PI IANIB STROUT, DORSEY RIDGE. NOTICE: I have started a hair and wig farm. Have at present an abund- ant crop on hand, varying from a deep black to a beautiful sun-burned brown. This is all my own special grade, and is harvested twice a year. Sold at auction, by Dr. F. C. McCoy, every Christmas and Fourth of July. BREEZE STEVENS. WANTED: Some new combination of colors for me to wear. CALLIE HULTZ. WANTED: Suggestions, telling me how I can keep others from beating my time. EUGENIC NEWLAND. WANTED: Some one to go with us to the school building after dark. THE JUNIORS. WANTED: A girl. FRANK TRUEBLOOD. HIGH SCHOOL BALLOT BOX. Done most for B. H. S................................... Most Popular.......................................... Sweetest ............................................. Best Athlete ......................................... Best Athlete (Thinks he is)........................... Squarest.............................................. Handsomest............................................ Wittiest.............................................. Most Obliging......................................... Best Singer........................................... Best Singer (Thinks he is) ........................... Biggest Grouch ....................................... Biggest Grouch (Thinks he is) ........................ Laziest............................................... Biggest Woman Hater................................... Biggest Woman Hater (Thinks he is) ................... Greatest Fusser....................................... Most Effeminate....................................... Windiest.............................................. Freshest ............................................. Most Retiring......................................... Biggest Bluffer....................................... Boldest............................................... Sourest............................................... Sourest (Second choice) .............................. Sourest (Third Choice) ............................... Sourest (By special request of Roy Murphy) ........... Shyest................................................ Biggest Roughneck..................................... School Heathen........................................ Little Angel.......................................... Little Angel (Second choice) ......................... Biggest Prevaricator.................................. School Baby........................................... School Baby (Second choice) .......................... Strongest with the Indies............................. Sportiest............................................. Sportiest (Thiitks he is) ............................ Biggest Tightwad...................................... “Cutest”.............................................. Best Dancer........................................... . . . Frankie Trueblood ...... Edith Wagoner .........Callie Hultz .........Bill Dobbins .........Ray Mitchell .........George Hays “Baby Elephant” Myers .....Gretna Withman ...........Glen Cook .........John Emery .......... Bill Roberts ......... Happy” Lane ......“Pete” Murphy .........Helen Duncan .....Freddie Southers ...........Roy Murphy ......... Foxie Woods ......... Ralph Patten ...... Breezie Stevens ...... Ramond Maher ..... John Underwood ...........Ola Harrell .......Dorothy Trainor ........Pauline Boyd . . Marguerite Bowman . . Marguerite Donnely . . . . Katharine Hackett ........ Buelah McVey . . . . Robert Smallwood .........George Pace ......Charley McCart ........Ferril Crowe .....Lena McFarland . .. Wirgilius Williams ...... Russel Mitchell .... Claudie Reynolds ......John Dreyhoble ...... Biddle Dunihue ........Harry Owens ........ Lola Haverly . . . . “Brother” Dubber 99 L 101 DAILY DOINGS. September. 8. Some two hundred students and Bill Dobbins are sentenced to nine months at hard labor. All in the Amen Corner” are stricken with Dropsy of the Eyelids.” Reserve seats are sold to the highest bidder. First impressions of the right Rev. J. W. Montgomery. 9. First of the Golden Rules are laid down by the new Czar. 10. Miss Nowland, after a live-year correspondence course from Detective Bob. is able to ferrit out the originator of the name Henry Heber, Hezekia Hector. 18. Senior Meeting. Officers are elected. 18. Athletic Association is organized. All donations are kindly received. 19. First Field Practice. Some of the boys imitate the speed of the B. B. trains. 20. Glory be to llenpeck. The Juniors Anally get a meeting. October. 1. The Juniors get down on their knees before Montgomery and ask for the Seniors colors. 2. Lola Haverly finds that the aisles are too narrow for her. 7. Senior Color Day. All come out in mourning. 7. First of the Kindergarten rules. Hereafter, all will fish-walk” or “hesitate” from the assembly to the tune of Marching Through Georgia.” Miss Brown, of the Primary Grades, has been ask to assist Miss Friedley in keeping the lines straight. 8. Senior girls come to school in braids, tango hair-ribbons and polka-dot aprons. 9. First, last and only fire-drill. HeineZohnswallows her false teeth in the excitement. 11. Triangular Debating League organized. 14. Junior Glad Rags” Day. Prof. Montgomery speaks on “The School as a (cheese?) Factory.” 15. Several shin-boards disappear. We wonder what could have become of them. 21. Rev. Dubber opens the pleased-to-see-your-bright-and-shining-faces” series with a solo on The Beginnings of Things.” 28. Boys’ Howler Club” is organized. Biss Braden advertises for a few more sopranos. All the cows in the neighborhood are taken ill with the mu-sicitis. 30. Montgomery does the hundred-yard dash in a dog catching contest before the Assembly. Everybody scours the town for stray dogs or cats. November. 1. Hallowe’en past, and not a single girl missing. All Juniors hit the hay at seven o’clock. 11. Ida Fay Smith recites The Melting Pot.” 12. Lose our first game of Basketball to Oden. 18. Rev. Scott delivers a sermon. 20. Breeze Stevens lets contracts to the National Harvester Company for his semi-annual hair cut. He reports a bumper crop. 25. More Chapel Exercises. Rev. OTIaver gives his annual address. 26. Thanksgiving Exercises. The Jews-Harp and Dish Pan Corps and the 102 « Howler Clubs turn out. 27. Roast Turkey. 28. Cold Turkey. 29. Turkey Hash. 30. Turkey Soup. December. 1. Hack on the job. 2. Prof. Fagan speaks. 6. First game won from Seymore. 9. Mr. Rowe raises one corner of the roof and dislocates Mary Gainey’s northwest eyebrow in a stirring lecture. 17. Who said Asburry Glee Club? 17. Mayor Fields opens his Democratic mouth, smiles with his Democratic teeth and delivers an oration on the Boy Scouts. Wanted: Volunteers. 18. Breeze Stevens gets his semi-annual hair harvest for the holiday rush. 19. Preparations for Christmas week. The Dish Pan and Jews-Harp” orchestra reappears. Also much warbling. 20. Our team shows up well in the Evansville Track Meet. 30. The Hon. Robert Elijah comes back. January. 1. Resolutions, wise and otherwise. 2. Win big game from Evansville. 6. Rev. Owens gives his annual lecture. 9. Loose first out of town game at Seymore. 16. Wipe up the Gym. with Washington. 20. Mr. Maxwell puts a little life into the opening exercises. 27. A singer from the Methodist Church entertains. February. 13. Win in a lop-sided Basketball game. Score: 67-9. Whoa Jasper. 16. Mrs. McCain, Miss Campbell and Miss Hogan perform on the piano. 27. Last game of season lost to Orleans. March. 2. Everybody happy. Two-week vacation on account of small pox. 13-14. Basketball Tournament at Bloomington. B. H. S. last in Southern Indiana to drop out. 16. John Howard Emery gets the measles. 18. Debating tryout. Much spieling. April. 14. Trophy Cup given to winners of A. A. Basketball series. Letters given to stars. 17. Mr. Newland, Agnes Joyner and Mary Gainey sing solos for the Physics Class. 25. We walk away from I’aoli in a Dual Track Meet. Win a Loving Cup. 28. Annual goes to press. 103 Wever’s Cash Groceries E. C. WEVER. Proprietor Lowest Prices for Quality Goods Fruits, Vegetables and Groceries of all Kinds 5th. Lincoln, Phone 97 TWO STORES 6th H. 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I St. West Side Square BEDFORD, INDIANA V. F. BAKER, Proprietor The Sterling Drug Store If You Can’t Come Telephone 130 Eventually you expect to open an account with the Bedford [National Why not NOW 3 On Savings Accouts BEDFORD NATIONAL BANK Bastain Bros. Co. Manufacturers of Class Emblems, Rings, Fobs, Athletic Medals Wedding and Commencements Invitations and Announcements Programs, Dance Orders, Menus Visiting Cards, Etc. Samples and Estimates Furnished Upon Request 484 Bastian Bid g. ROCHESTER, N. Y. McCLURE SMITH Dealer In Watches Diamonds and Jewelery C. C. JONES Staple Fancy Groceries School Supplies and Confections FINE REPAIRING 820 E' 16th, Bed. Nat'), Bank Bldg. Mrs. C. C. Grimes Diamonds, Watches, Clocks, Fine Jewelry Silverware, Cut Glass Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted PHONE 159 DON’ r ORDER TOO SMALL A ROAST for your Sunday dinner. Very likely some friends will drop in and you want to have enough And even if no one comes the meat will not go to waste. It is too tender and fine flavored for anything likethat Ifyou want meat which you will relish and enjoy down to the last mouthful buy it here. Bedford, Indiana A. H. COLLINS —Southern Indiana— Equipment Supply Co. SH Tools and Electrical Supplies mym wym sag BH North Side Square OENEM ANN-RIEHL CO. —— fl r t n t i n g - “As It Should Be Done Color Work: Embossing: Catalogues: Engraving: Binding SPECIAL ATTENTION GIVEN TO HIGH SCHOOL ANNUALS 8c ANNOUNCEMENTS 409 Upper Second Street, Linthicum Building, Phone, 1009 EVANSVILLE x x INDIANA JTT In behalf of the members of the Bedford High School, we, the editors, wish to thank the advertisers for their liberal patronage in this, our annual publication. J I . I L rtntiun— di It Should be Done’’ Kocncmann-Riehl Co. 409 Up. Second St. Evansville, Ind. Phone 1009