Carl Schurz High School - Schurzone Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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THE SCHURZONE 4 25 September, 1917, to January, 1918- The Good Ship '20 had a Soccer team which was coached so ably that during shore-leave, combating with the teams of other ships, won the championship. Rigorous inspections before entering Junior Harbor. Captain worried much as to the safety of the ship. Roughness of waves from Mathematics and History Shores failed to founder the vessel. February to June, 1918- A great day for us as we entered Junior Harbor. Bunting draping ship and band playing on board. All lined up on deck and assigned new duties. Ship's surgeon much alarmed by epidemic of spring fever. The oilicers planned an elaborate entertainment for the crew at the Port of Pleasure. A Hop was given at Top Gallant Hotelg delicious refreshments were served. September, 1918, to January, 1919- Cruise continued, but in Science Bay and English Gulf strong gales were encountered. Several sailors lostg sea too choppy to attempt a rescue. On their two weeks' shore-leave the sailors distributed baskets and money to relieve the unfortunate condition of the poor. February to June, 1919- A memorable day spent at the dignified demonstration of raising the flag for our last annual voyage. The sailors repeated their success in athletics of a former year by winning the Basketball Championship instead of Soccer. Some of the sailors amused the remainder of the crew by a presentation of the play, She Stoops to Conquer, in the ship's amphitheatre. Today we sighted from starboard a beautiful ship, wonderfully lighted and sailing the waters like a huge swan. She approached nearg and we hove to the Ship of '19. We exchanged greetings, and then entertained our distinguished visitors by a program, refreshments, and dancing. She told us of her voyage and then moved on. ' t After this notable event, we unfortunately struck the Senior Sand Bar, but after pronounced difficulty the wind assisted us to reach Senior Harbor. September, 1919, to January, 1920- As we neared our final destination, westopped at many islands, where enter- tainment was afforded. All the sailors found Green River very delightful. The end of the four-year cruise is near, as we shall reach the Port of Gradu- ation the thirtieth of January, if all goes well. All sailors have been tried and proved true, and the associations made during the cruise are exceedingly pleasant, and the memories of them will remain some of the most delightful of our lives. What a conflict of emotions-we are happy to reach the goal, and reluctant to say farewell to our comrades, but the bigger cruise of life is before us. So Hail and Farewell! - pau. reds, ' rr-M. fafaivzfahaeffa?Q2Yq5vf'as . 1. 1 faq, , Z ,iq .L fd all o ll! till ll .

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23... L L THE SQHHRZUNE Dear! dear! Is this what my children are doing! Why-what's this? she gasped. Tartarus, he answered briefly, this is the fiery place all mortals fear. The furnaces are overcrowded now with all sorts of sinners. See that man yonder, frantically waving a roll of blue-prints? He's our old friend, Lyman Warren, designing the new addition to- the hot place. Look, Miss Dolan, look! There's Freddie Haase over there shoveling coal into the biggest furnace. rg, Oh, the poor boy! He must have done something fright- ful-misspelled a word, maybe. And the sympathetic mortal proceeded to dab her eyes with the corner of her handkerchief. JKQJJ5 V, , QW '4Do you think it'll be cold enough for our sleigh-ride to- L Q night, Bert? inquired a voice from behind. 'gWell, if it isn't Miss Dolan! it continued in amazement. Don't you recognize me? Why, Raymond Olson! How silly-of course I know you. Are you going on the sleigh-ride, too? I'm anxious to knw who will be there. I wish you had time to come along, Miss Dolan, he replied. Bob Gabel is coming, but you'd never guess who his lady is. Do you remember Sarah Bennan? Well, she's captured Bob. He's hopelessly lost, too. Alice Erdmer is breaking the rule in bringing an outsider-a handsome blond. But some of the couples need only be, mentioned, Hazel Ameson and our infant wonder, Eisemang Helen Anderson and Harold Friedman, of the famous F2H, none more unusual than Helen Schow and Norman David. There really is no accounting for taste-take Blanche Weisel-she's coming with Paulson. Pedler will be there with Lillian Grant, and I suppose if Ellen says so, she and Schultz will come-Ellen Seegard, you know. Let's see, that leaves only Maurine Ritchie and her tall, dark man. Oh! I almost forgotf, he hastened to add, Elton Nealy is driving the sleigh. He turned teamster years ago. That's not so bad, broke in Spinner before Miss Dolan could speak. Just look at Pauline Brewer. She's a chemist manufacturing a new brew. She makes gallons and gallons of it a day at her factory. And she makes it out of crab apples and lime water. And have you seen the latest arrivals in our midst? Lil Zwick and Abe Rubin died romantically last week, and by this time they're prob- ably settled in a rose-covered cottage. This is a big night, too. Herbie Pettersen is delivering'a lecture on entomology in the Elysium Auditoritun. That dark spot yonder is the cave of the Three Witches where we must seek news of those still living. Don't be afraid. They're frightful creatures but really harmless. You have been told this mortal's mission, he said to one of the Sisters, as they entered the cavern. Have you mixed the magic potion? Then came from the Three in a creepy nasal tone- Our potion we've made and tested and tried, Of an icicle stewed, and a. pyramid fried, The hoof of a mule and an elephantis hide, The heart of a cootie, the blood of a whale, The skin of an oyster, the shell of a snail, . All boiling and bubbling now call up their tale. X

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W 'lllllll' WE, the February Class of 1920, of the Carl Schurz High School, of the City of Chicago, in the County of Cook, in the State of Illinois, of the United States of America, aware of the fact that soon we will be no more, and wishing to provide for the disposal of all our possessions acquired during our short but troubled existence, do hereby publish and declare this to be our Last Lucrative Legacy, laboriously made, and lingeringly and lugubriously left: FIRST: We hereby appoint Mrs. Flanagan to be executrix of this our Last Lucrative Legacy, requesting said executrix to conduct our funeral with all due decorum, gravity, and sedateness. We further ask that the following lines be inscribed on a fitting monument for our last resting place: Here lies the February Class of 1920, Knowledge, wisdom, and homework it had a-plentyf, Immediately after our demise we wish said executrix to pay all our funeral expenses and fulfill the bequests hereinafter given. SECOND: After said expenditures have been paid, we give, leave, and bequeath: 1. To Mr. Slocum, our everlasting gratitude for all countless favors extended to us. 2. To Mr. Pettersen, the field glasses of the Zoo Lab., to aid him in detecting future ditchers at the Greek,s. 3. To Miss O'Leary, the records of our attendance, and all notes and excuses we have handed in. 44. To Mr. DeVelde, our weary and aching bones, on condition that all the phosphorus he may extract from them be used in preparation of that garlic-ious perfume, known as phosphin. 5. To Mr. Fisher, in his campaign against powder, paint, and perfume, the above-mentioned phosphin as a substitute for the perfumes he dislikes. 6. To Miss Beaton, the sole and divine right to use the terms: Slavery in the TERRITORIES, rattle-brain, and rise and recite. 7. To Miss Hamilton, another docile and peaceable Trigonometry Class like the one she has just had. 8. To Mrs. Benson Laughlin, the bride, a rolling pin, which speaks for itself. 9. To Mr. Lagerquist, all false notes and discords issued from our lusty vocal cords during the last few weeks. 10. To- Mr. Willard, the pencil grindings and eraser dust in the drawing room.