Cambridge High School - Yearling Yearbook (Cambridge, MD)

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THE HOTTENTOT PageEleven 'OIOIQYlQODOQOQ4l10l0Q0llllIll4bltblIli0l litlitiilll0illlili0l0Q0l0Qlli0QllC 51011IlllQ0l0Q1lQOQflQOQllQClQOQOQllQOQOQllQYQllQCw TYPING ACHIE BME TS or 1934 ---- MEMOIRS FROM The Gregg Publishing Co., New York City, has arranged for Type- writing departments, a program of practice, testing, and certification which represents what is considered the soundest plan for student develop- ment and interest stimulation that has ever been offered. This plan is termed The Competent Typist Programf' and has been adopted in the Type- writing Department of our school. One part of the plan is The Order of Artistic Typists. This order aims to encourage professional typing, and is made up of people who have a type- writing skill. combined with such in- dispensable qualities as speed, accu- racy and attractiveness of arrange- ment. The tests for membership to this order are sent out by the Gregg Company and corrected by them. Cer- tificates are issued to students who have demonstrated on the test that they can do work artistically and ac- curately. The students earning Junior Membership Certificates this year are: Frances Brannock, Etta Louise Lay- ton, Henry Faulkner, Elizabeth Dail, Virginia Brohawn, Lovenia Raymond, Laverne Tilman, Milton Shenton, Thomas Robinson, Samuel Phillips, Gary Moore, Estelle Hurley, Harry Foxwell, William Faulkner, Dorothy Barnes, Madelyn Mason, Jerome Mowbray, Edith Murphy, Rufus Wheeler, Reuel Saneholtz, Leo Shen- ton, Lucille Phillips, Virginia Neal, Edwin Harper, Harry Handy, Henry Bradley, Catherine Todd, Archie Fitz- gerald, Helen Taylor, Virginia Lee Hurley, Jimmie Merrick, Guy Marsh- all, Eleanor Gore, Charles Kelly, Hilda Bailey, Jeanette Bloodsworth, Louis James, Emeline Slacum, Rey- nolds Carpenter, Edith Warrington, Edith Kroker, Frances Price, Mar- garet Knauer, Donald Spedden, James Howard, and Betty Conway. For presenting outstanding papers on this test Leo Shenton was awarded a silver pin, and Emeline Slacum and Samuel Phillips each were awarded a bronze pin, Another part of this plan is Senior membership to this same order. Cer- tificates may be earned by students holding, a Junior Membership Cer- tilicatef' the Forty-VVord Modern Progress Speed Certificate, and can pass a test of a more difficult nature, where accuracy, speed, and artistry are displayed. Those earning these certificates are: Alice Tyler, Eflta Louise Layton, Betty VVright, Dor- othy Barnes, Samuel Phillips, Harry Foxwell, Thomas Robinson, Lovenia Raymond., Milton Shenton, Miriam Jones, Evelyn Kahl, Henry Faulkner, Rufus Wheeler, Virginia Neal, Ethel Jones, Virginia Brohawn, and Vir- ginia Kinnamon. The Speed Test Program is divided into four classes: Thirty-Word Mod- ern Progress Certificate, issued to anyone writing from 30 to 39 net words perminute: Forty-Word Mod- ern Progress Certificate, issued to anyone writing from 40 to 49 net words per minute: Forty-Word Mod- petent Typists Certificate, issued to those writing from 50 to 59 net words per minute, Sixty-Word Gold Pin issued to anyone writing 60 net words or over per minute. These tests, of the Novice Class type, are written for ten minutes, and checked according to international contests rules. The stu- dents earning certihcates are: Thir- ty-VVord Class -Jeanette Bloods- worth, Hilda Bailey, Etta Layton, Vir- ginia Brohawn, Reynolds Carpenter, Elizabeth Dail, Henry Faulkner, Eleanor Gore, Virginia Hurley, Harry Handy, Edwin Harper, Ethel Jones, Louis James, Virginia Kinnamon, Charles Kelly, Evelyn Kahl, Edith Murphy, Guy Marshall, James Mer- rick, Virginia Neal, Clifford Pink, Lucille Phillips. Leo Shenton, Reuel Saneholtz, Alice Tyler, Helen Taylor, Rufus Wheeler, Edith VVarrington, Frances Brannock, Henry Bradley, Dorothy Barnes, VVilliam Faulkner, Archie Fitzgerald, Harry Foxwell, Estelle Hurley, Miriam Jones, Made- lyn Mason, Jerome Mowbray, Gary Moore, Samuel Phillips, Thomas Robinson, Milton Shenton, Laverne Tilman, Catherine Todd, John Vick- ers. Betty Wright. Lovenia Raymond, Edith Kroker, Kathleen Bradley, Lil- lian Cantwell, Betty Conway, Edward Dougherty, Helen Grupe, James Howard, Ernest Jones, Margaret Knauer, Hazel Mullennax, Nancy Mace, Nathan Pritchett, Frances Price, Junie Robertson, Donald Spedden, Leslie Thomas, Pearl Willey, Grace Westbrook, Dorothy Brooks, Reginald Brooks, Edith Brannock, Robert Mc- Knight, Beatrice Murphy, Irene Murphy, Richard MacSorley, Kath- leen Parks, Howard Sherman, Ells- worth Tilman, In the Forty-Word Class, Hilda Bailey, Virginia Brohawn, Henry Faulkner, Eleanor Gore, Virginia Hurley, Harry Handy, Etta Layton, Edwin Harper, Ethel Jones, Louis James, Virginia Neal, Virginia Kin- namon, Charles Kelly, Evelyn Kahl, Edith Murphy, James Merrick, Alice Tyler, Rufus Wheeler, Frances Bran- nock, Henry Bradley, Dorothy Barnes, Harry Foxwell, Estelle Hurley, Miri- am Jones, Samuel Phillips, Thomas Robinson, Milton Shenton, Catherine Todd, Bettye Wright, Lovenia Ray- mond, Edith Kroker, Betty Conway, Margaret Knauer, Nancy Mace, Frances Price, and Richard MacSorley. In the Fifty-VVord Classf'-Henry fContinued on Page 155 This is a time of celebrating anni- versaries and looking back to some important occasion. Maryland is hav- ing its tercentenary and looking back three hundred years to its founding. Chicago is having a World's Fair and reviewing a Century of Progress. VVe cannot look back in our school history for three hundred years, neith- er can we review a Century of Prog- ress, but We can look back for twenty years and tell you something of the class of 1914-just twenty years ago. The class consisted of sixteen mem- bers, which was at that time the larg- est class that ever had been graduated. What a contrast to the classes of to- day! The members were: Commercial Charlotte Bramble Emily Bryan Lucille Gerlach Robert Hearn Anna Ruth McBride Blanche Phillips Jean Phillips Sallie Richardson Helen Ziegler .drademic Omro Hearn Elizabeth Hirst Thomas Kerr Clara Leonard Lida Meredith Anna Musselman Rebecca Leonard Looking at these todav we find that Jean Phillips, the valedictorian of the class, is now employed at the County Treasurer's Office. Lida Meredith, the salutatorian, is an outstanding member of the class' graduates. Dr. Meredith received her Western a member Surgeons, College of also did Bachelor of Arts from Maryland College. She is of the Royal College of England, and of the Royal Physicians, London. She post-graduate work at the National Hospital for Nervous Diseases, Queen Square, London and at the Hospital for Sick Children, Great Ormond Street, London. Among her past po- sitions she taught for three years in East New Market High School. She was Assistant Pharmacologist for the Medical Research Division of the Chemical Welfare Service at Edge- wood Arsenal, Assistant Pathologist to the Hygienic Laboratory at Wash- ington, D. C., and Technician for the State Dept. of Health at Hurloclt. She is also a member of the follow- ing societies in London: Dickens Fel- lowship, Poetry Society, Selborne So- ciety, The Medical Society of the Royal Free Hospital. Elizabeth Hirst is another successful member. She is now the Dorchester County Health Nurse. CContinued on Page 192 A N N A P O L I S Monday, May 22nd, 1934. 8:00 o'clock-Met the class at post ofhce. Someone discovered in the paper- 'French Officer Hangs Self. Upon reading further we find all social events aboard Jeanne D'Arc postponed. Heck! 8:30 Well on the way. Crowd singing. All well. 9:00 Still riding. Lost one button from my shirt. Borrowed straight pin from Miss Linthicum. 9:30 We stop. Other bus returns to Cambridge. Our bus very full. Some fun. 10:00 Well into the hilly section. Gang singing Marsellaise. 10:30 Almost at Matapeake. The suspense is gettin' on my nerves. Ah, the ferry! 11:00 Directly opposite the French ship Jeanne D'Arc, a long, trim, gray ship. Wash hanging on foredeck. Blue Monday, 11:03 Jeanne D'Arc fades in the distance. We approach the Annapolis shore. Many small keel boats sail around us. Snapped three photos. 12:00 We visit the State House. View the spot whereon Washington resigned command of the Continental forces. Also saw statue of Roger B. Taney, Chief Justice U. S. Took snap- shot. 12:30 Run Right to Reads. We do. Luck-one table, four chairs, Swell! Have a seat? 1:00 Still sitting. Rattle money, kick table, scrape feet. Service at last. 1:30 Leave Reads. Walk down to Naval Academy-waterfront. View lifeboats, seaplanes, racing yacht America, Sun very hot. 2:00 Board boat which is to take US t0 Jeanne D'Arc. Will be able to board after all. ' 2:30 Still waiting to leave. Hot as blazes. 3:00 Almost there. Took three side-view snaps. 3:30 On board. Sailors very cour- teous. More photos. Hope they turn out. 4:00 Still sight-seeing. Photos of sailors. Very thirsty. 4:30 Genius in disguise points to boy, points to mouth, swallows. French sailor catches on. We drink. 4:45 Class sings Marsellaise, French sailors try to leave ship. An- other trip around. 5:00 We leave. Leo displays his tremendous French vocabulary. Bon- jour, bonjour, and bonj0ur. 5:30 Visit more famous buildings -Chase House. Carvel Hall, and a few' others. Run back to Read's. 6:00 Party of four exploring An- napolis. All dime stores full of Cam- bridge fellows. fContinued on Page 191

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Pr' Twelve THE HOTTENTOT age QCIDDQII1PQlYQODOQOQOD4IQIDQOQIIQUQUQIPQUQU-1bl!bl!IQ4IQIDQ110,1DQCIllilllCP.0l0QllQllQlYQll,llQUS'0,0Q1Yi0QOQllQOQOQOQOQODIO:Q A WOMAN'S TEARS Oh, Mr. March, here I come every year, only to End that you have made it cold. The skies are cloudy and everything seems so dreary. - Humph. Who are you? Why don't you know who I am? With me I bring joy and sunshine. After your departure I make people smile and sing once more. O'er all the earth I spread a carpet of green dotted with bright flowers. The birds come forth again singing, for I am Lady A-pril, the Queen of Spring. Bah, I have not seen any of the wonders which you claim to perform. If I recall rightly, you happen to be the young lady who brings the cloudy days and who opens up the sky send- ing forth great rainfallsf' Oh, Mr. March, please, please, stop blowing, You make the trees bend their lovely backs. You are blowing dirt and trash all around. Look! You have driven dear Mr. Sun back. Oh, you are cruell I hate you! Oh, oh, oh l Aw gee, I was only kidding. Don't cry. Oh, dear! Oh, dear l Please, Lady April, don't cry. I know what, I'll tell you a funny story. No, Mr, March, no. Oh, go away. I hate you. I hate you! Lady April, I am your friend and helper. After Mr. February goes to sleep I make ready for your coming. With my powerful breath I blow the cobwebs from the earth. I dust the mountains, the crevices, valleys and ravines. I clean the trees that the song birds might have clean homes. Also I blow the remaining leaves, which are dead, from their branches to make room for new ones. The air is made purer and more refreshing by my coming, Why, I make the little boys and the little girls happy, for I furnish sufficient wind that their kites might fly well. I may make some peo- ple shiver and frown as I blow the cold wind against them. but I do this that they might look forward to your coming with joy and welcome, Lady April. , I did not know you were so kind, dear Mr. March. CDrying her tears and giving March a broad smilej, Please forgive me. I am terribly sorry. Tut, tut, my child I I want to thank you, my friend, for your work, about which I was so ignorant, in preparing the world for my coming. Don't mention it, Lady April. Now'I must go until next year. I am tired and must go to sleep until I come again. My work has been hard, but it was worth it. It su'rely was, dear Mr. March. 'VVell, good bye and good luck to you. Good bye, dear friend, and once more I thank you. Well, it is the same the world over. A woman's tears are a wonder- ful weapon. With them she can make a man bend his knee. Anyhow it sure worked in my case and I have one more friend added to my list as a re- sult. M MARIE E. KUHN '35 THE TWAIN MEET The pale, wasted girl upon the bed raised her thin hand slowly and pointed to a beautiful, jewelled Ori- ental idol upon the mantel. Bring me that image, she commanded. When it was brought to her, she showed Emile the beautiful, priceless gems. She lay there and fingered them, especially the two emerald eyes. This idol, she said, has a story attached to it. I will tell it to you. My mother, before her marriage, was a great traveler, but she spent most of her time in the Orient. The East haunted her with its stillness, it held her with its ecstacy. Then she chanced to meet my father, a young Englishman, who was also traveling in China at the time. The two became engaged, but on the evening before their marriage, mother went to See a very dear friend, Wong Lee, who had always been as a brother to her. 'Wong Lee,' she sobbed, 'this will be our last time together, for he is making me go back to England with him and I don't wan-t to. Oh, Wong Lee, he is so cruel, but now it is too late.' 'Yes,' he meditated, 'it is too late. But waitl Take this with you. Keep it, -but do not let anyone touch it three times beside yourself or the one who gets it at your death, for it means they must die.' With these words, he gave her the precious idol and she left. Not more than a year after I was born, Vlfong Lee came to see my mother and he saw how miserable she was. That night my father was brought home dead. It was suicide the police said, but mother knew different. Later mother married Wong Lee and once more she was happy in the Land of Cherry Blossoms. When I was old enough I also traveled and have been traveling ever since, but now I am preparing to make my last journey. You have heard the story of the idol, but now I must tell you this. VVhen my mother gave the idol to me she was dying and the spell was still upon it for she did not have time to break it. Well, I have touched it only three times. so like my father, who had also touched it, I must go. Emile, you are the only friend I have so I am giving the idol to you, Here she gasped, as if choking, but CED1ToR's NOTE: We felt that this parody on the Night Before Christmas was good enough to wait for the Yearbookj THE DAY AFTER EW YEAR'S CWith apologies to Clement Moorej It was the day after New Year and all thru the school No children were whooping nor breaking a rule: The halls were kept by the children so clean, That no dirt, no rubbish nor paper was seen, The children were sitting all quiet in their places While expressions of contentment flashed on their faces, Mr. Cromwell in his office said, Why this is just swell, If I see much more of this, I'll think I'm not well. When out in the hall there rose such a clatter, He sprang from his desk to see what was the matter. Away to the door he flew like a flashg Tore open the door, went thru with a dash. The boys on the spur of an unforeseen chance, Had broken into an Indian war dance. Then what to his wondering eyes should appear, But a hush that settled over the cnt-ups like fear. And over their faces stole an innocent look So they looked like angels out of the book. More silent than oysters, these boys, they were. But just the same Mr. Cromwell said, Come here. Come Charlie, come Levie, now Eddie, and Jimmy Here Leo, here Harry, here Ernest, and Wimpy Report at three by the clock on the wall, I Now dash away, dash away. dash away all. And laying his finger aside his nose, And giving a nod, to the occasion he rose. When I asked about the commotion below, He answered it, and was not so slow, Oh, he said, what caused that strange revolution? THAT WAS THE REMEMBRANCE OF NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS. DONALD MATTHEWS Pro and Con in English Classes CContinued from Page 73 honors. This time the question was Resolved, that the United States should be a member of the World Court. The chairman fin all his gloryj was Johnny Vickers. The debaters for the afhrmative, Vernon Stoker, Miriam Jones, Betty Conway Csubstitute for Lavenia Ray- mondlg negative, Robert McAllister, Bettye Wright and Edith Kroker. In the rebuttal we had more of an open forum of discussion than we did a rebuttal and the debaters found that both Edith and Vernon nearly had to hght it out. But we hope that not any hard feelings were carried over. spoke again. Have no fear, for the spell was broken with my words. But let no one touch the jewelled devil and when you near the end, tell to whom ever you give this that which I have just told you.-Goodbye, my friend. Nada, Nada. I will care for the idol and always will I remember you. Goodbye, Little Nada. Nada was dead. Her pale beauti- ful face was relaxed and her breath- ing had ceased. The image was now in young Emile's possession. MARIE E. KUHN Similies CContinued from Page 65 As blonde as Grace Westbrook As frilly dressed as Edith War- rington As particular with their hair as Gary Moore As interested in the office as Dor- othy Brooks As interested in soup as Edith Seward As fuzzy headed as Frances Bran- nock As sociable as Johnnie Vickers . good in soccer as Ernest Tieder big a pest as Boob Wilson temperamental as Ed Dougherty As As As .lil-. From Freshman to Senior Cfontinued from Page 81 career and I feel proud that I did not fall down in my Senior year, as so many do. In the last month of school, all was in a bustle, preparing for thc class play, getting invitations and name cards, the fixing of dates for the ban- quet, class night and graduation. The feeling of being a Senior was best of all. Then, even more seriously than before, I began to think that I was never again to enter this school as a student, the place where so far I have spent the most enjoyable time of my life.