Caruthersville High School - Cotton Blossom Yearbook (Caruthersville, MO)

Text from Pages 1 - 122 of the 1920 volume:

Brief Summary of Life Hatched Matched Dispatched COTTON BLOSSOM Nineteen Hundred Twenty THE COTTON BLOSSOM Published by THE CLASS OF NINETEEN HUNDRED TWENTY of the Caruthersville High School Caruthersville, Missouri DEDICATION We, the Senior Class of 1920, dedicate this the fourth volume of the Cotton Blossom to Ernst Oesch, by whose unswerving loyalty and untiring zeal has helped to make possible the success of this issue. Foreword We, the Senior Class of Nineteen Hundred and Twenty, present this, the fourth volume of the Cotton Blossom, for your kind consideration, and hope that all our anticipations for your pleasure may be fully realized. Board o{ Educahon Mr. J. W. Green, President. Mr. C. F. Bloker, Clerk. Mr. Geo. Lamb. Mr. I. E. Williams. Dr. J. B. Luten. Mr. Frank Cunningham, Sr. The School Board My daddy used to be on the school board, And Gee! The teachers sure were nice, Just as nice as any kind of rice; And I used to get 100 in spellin’ And good grades in arithmetic, But—my daddy aint on the school board now And would you believe it Dick? When I look across the isle Teacher calls me down, And when I go a talking She writes my name down. But my daddy aint on the school board now. You just wait and see when I git big, I’ll be as nice as my teacher used to be I don’t care if my daddy aint on “The School Board.’’ F. N. ’22. FACULTY TOASTS Here’s to Mr. Oesch And his bygone mustache. Here’s to Mr. Goodin Of all our “supers’’ he’s the best ’un. Here’s to Mrs. Fields And the Seniors that she shields. Here’s to Miss Huters And all her valiant suitors. Here’s to Miss Jacobs She sure knows how to “rakeup.” Here’s to Miss Sprott In her way she is “sott.” Here’s to Miss Rolle Low, fat and jolly. Here’s to Miss Fry She never asks “why?” Here’s to Miss “Jo.” We all love her so. FACULTY SAYINGS MISS JACOBS—“Drive on.” MISS SPROTT—“Were you tardy?” MR. OESCH—“Carry on.” MRS. FIELDS—“You’re just as much as you think you are. MISS MATTHEWS—“R-E-A-L-L-Y.” MISS FRY—“Get out of the hall.” MISS ROLLE—“Get quiet, please.” MISS HUTERS—“Up stairs or outside.” MR. GOODIN—“Now folks listen please, let’s get busy.” Faculty BeahVudes Blessed is the long-suffering Faculty ; for it knows more of our faults than it tells. Blessed is the anxious Faculty; for it shall be comforted by our best endeavors. Blessed is the Modest Faculty; for it is appreciated more than it knows. Blessed is the Faculty which has labored and striven to bring out the best that is in us; for its efforts shall not go unrewarded. Blessed is the merciful Faculty; for it has overlooked our many faults. Blessed is the honest Faculty; for it has seen us as we are. Blessed is the peace-loving Faculty; for it has guided us honorably out of all strife. Blessed is the Faculty which is persecuted for our short-comings; for it has accepted such criticism nobly. Blessed are ye, Faculty, when the public reviles you and persecutes you, and says all manner of evil against you falsely for our sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for so it has persecuted all faculties before you. Ye are the salt of our school and the light of the student body. Let your lighl so continue to shine before us that prospective students may see your good works and be anxious to take advantage of our school and your instructions. Think not that we have come to flatter, we have not come to flatter, but to give honor to whom honor is due. For verily we say unto you, till life and mind shall pass away, we shall not cease to be grateful to you for your efforts to make us, primarily, better men and women, and after that, better teachers and students. INDIVIDUAL SKETCHES OF STAFF MEMBERS Jesse Williams, our Calendar Editor, never mixes her dates. Could Mack Sennett see his Beauties as Herman Jumper, our Cartoonist, reproduces them, he would—well, we won’t say what. George Elliot hasn’t anything on Daisy Walker when it comes to Literary work. If Frank Wilks can manage his home as well as he manages the annual business we say—“Lord help his wife.” Some day you may hear of “The National Daily Talk” with Virginia Taylor Editor-in-Chief. Eddie Juden aspires someday to be the cub reporter for the “Red Socks.” Ethel Adams believes in the “Back to the Farm” slogan after her year of strenuous social functions. Don’t be surprised if at any time you hear of Freddie McCoy as Secretary of the Treasury. ETHEL ADAMS “Come trip it as we go, On the light fantastic toe.” Class President. Dramatic Club. Annual Staff. CLASS MOTTO— B B Q but never B CLASS COLORS—Myrtle and Maroon CLASS FLOWER—Red Carnation. CLASS SONG “Bring out the old wolver goblet, With the SENIORS written on it, And we’ll open up another keg of beer; We may all go to college, But we won’t go for knowledge, So we’ll raise H----while we’re here.’’ Vim.IM V TAYLOH, “Fair but Fickle ’ Basket Ball Dramatic Club Annual Staff. JKSS1B 1LL1AMS, “Small but Mighty.” Basket Ball Annual Staff. FHKDDIK IHct OY, “And still her tongue ran on.” Dramatic Club Annual Staff. FLORENCE COMET, “Speaks an infinite deal of nothing.” HICKMAN JUMPER, “Nature has made queer fellows in her day.” Annual Staff. DAISY WALKER, “Endeavors to keep constantly in the limelight.” Annual Staff. PEARL ARTHUR, Noted for her characteristics of modesty. Vice-President. EDDIE Jl'DEIV, “There is always work and tools to work withal for those who will.” ? ? Football Annual Staff. HELEN COLE, “Jimmies may come And Jimmies may go, But Eddies hang on forever.” Treasurer. EUNICE KKI.LKY, “Silence is prolden.” She’s a mine. FRANK WII.KS, “I wish the teachers wouldn’t ask me so often for information. It makes me blush to have them think I know more than they.” Secretary Annual Staff. CLARA GRHRN, By her solemnity you can see she is deeply in love. History A Freshman’s life is said to be “A Comedy of Errors’’ and though there were plenty of errors made by the class of ’20 during its Freshman year the Comedy failed to be staged. As Sophmores, our number was somewhat smaller but we were wiser and made our teachers fairly rave at the Caesar translations that we’d give from day to day. As Juniors, our number still decreased. No more Caesar and no more Geometry for us. We were through with those things forever! During this year some of us took bookkeeping and while a few barely made both ends meet, most were on the verge of being sent “over the road’’ for insufficient funds when the books were audited. And now, 1920 finds thirteen of us who “hung on.” We are this year undertaking the publication of the fourth volume of the Cotton Blossom. We are nearing the end of our high school life and soon our class will scatter to the four winds. When we were in the lower grades we sometimes thought the teachers were rather harsh, but now as we are about to leave this dear old high school life and enter upon the duties of another, we experience a feeling of pride and regret and to those of you who may feel mistreated or have a dislike for a life in school, take it from us who are experienced, “school days are THE days.’’ SOPHOMORE-SENIOR DITTY Lives there a pupil With soul so dead, Whose colors are not Green and red? Of such a thing I cannot speak, He surely must be A world-wide freak! I cannot imagine Of such a fellow, His colors must be Black—and yellow! Signed:— Seniors and Sophs, Inc A Senior Prophecvj As the train rolled into Union Station, St. Louis, on November 24, 1924, Ethel Adams, an intelligent looking young woman, got off and was cordially greeted by one of her High School chums, Mrs. Jim Tim Norment, formerly Miss Jessie Williams. “Here you are at last! And I could hardly wait to see you.” exclaimed Jessie. “Yes, I was rather afraid that my duties would keep me away, but what might have been doesn’t matter as long as I am here,” returned Ethel. “Well, I should say not! Here, come on over to the car and we will soon be home.” It doesn’t take a Packard long to measure distance and in a shorter time than can be imagined the car stopped before one of the prettiest dwellings on Olive. Ethel was shown to her room, and after a few minutes spent in making her toilette, was back in the capacious living room. “Oh, Jessie, how good it does seem to be with you once .more! I know this will be one of the happiest Thanksgivings I have ever spent.” said Ethel as she rushed into the room and gave Jessie another affectionate hug. “Well, Ethel, I have planned something for every minute of your stay except tonight, but I thought perhaps----” “Oh, don’t go anywhere tonight. Let’s just stay here and talk over ‘old times.’ especially our Senior days,’’ broke in Ethel, for once forgetting her manners. “That’s exactly what I was going to propose and that’s what we will do.” After a good dinner they returned to the living room where the talk began. “Where’s Freddie now? When was the last time you heard from Daisy? Is Clara still teaching shorthand? Where is she this year? What’s Frank doing? When--------” “Well, Jessie, please let me answer those questions and ask a few myself before you ask any more,” interrupted Ethel, shaking with laughter. “I had a letter from Freddie three days ago and she is with her husband in California. You know he is to be the next Governor of New York. She told me that she had recently had letters from Helen Cole and Florence Comet. Helen is in a musical conservatory in Boston and ‘Flo’ is a fancy dancer on ‘Broadway.’ I haven’t heard from Daisy in some time, but when I last heard she was in the Missouri University taking a course in journalism.” “Clara is now shorthand instructor in Gem City Business College and Frank is the largest cattle raiser in Missouri. He lives in Freemont.” “And now give me your reports, please, I'm tired,” said Ethel, as she proceeded to make herself comfortable while listening to Jessie’s narrative. “Well, I heard from Pearl not long ago and she’s now visiting with relatives in the Ozarks. You’ve read her latest book, no doubt, which caused so much favorable comment from all the literary men.” “Herman has succeeded Bud Fisher as the world’s best cartoonist, and Eddie is Professor of History at Yale.” “Eunice is enjoying the life of a prosperous farmer’s wife and Virginia—there’s the door bell.” “Some mail, madam, said the maid of the house. “Bring: it in, Rosa. Perhaps it’s from some of the folks about whom we’ve just been talking. Yes, here’s a special delivery letter from Virginia. I was just going to tell you that she is a woman suffragist speaker, but this letter seems different. Well, Ethel, of all things, just look here! And she’s married! We won’t get to see her for some time either, for in this note inclosed with the announcement, she says that they will leave the twenty-fourth, why that’s today, for Hawaii on their honeymoon.” “Now, we’ve discussed every member of the Senior Class of 1920, and every one of them have done remarkably well, and some have shown real talent.” “Yes,” mused Ethel, “the dear old class is separated, no two very close together, but each filling his particular place in the world.” HOW WE KNOW ’EM PEARL, by her modesty. ETHEL, by her fantastic step. FREDDIE, by her voice. JESSIE, by her shortness. DAISY, by her beau. CLARA, by her quietness. EUNICE, by her meekness. HELEN, by her cuteness. VIRGINIA, by her blunders. HERMAN, by his remarks. FLORENCE, by her flirtations. FRANK, by his blushes. EDDDIE, by his temper. WANT ADS WANTED:—By the Senior Class, a patent whereby an annual can be published without either thought or effort. WANTED:—A valet, to draw my breath and every once in a while a salary. HERMAN JUMPER. WANTED:—A girl. Apply at once. FRANK WILKS. “My country for a woman.” EDDIE JUDEN. WANTED:—Most any thing. CLARA GREEN. WANTED:—A wig of black, curly hair. EUNICE KELLEY. WANTED:—Some means of telling whom I should choose—Eddie or Jimmie. Liberal reward. HELEN COLE. WANTED:—A partner who can dance the “shimmie.” Apply at once. FLORENCE COMET. WANTED:—A romantical love affair, filled with “ginger.” VIRGINIA TAYLOR. WANTED:—A method by which I may become tall and slender. Call at Democrat office. PEARL ARTHUR. WANTED:—A tutor of foreign language. A thorough knowledge of Greek required. Name your own price. DAISY WALKER. WANTED:—Someone to change my name. A happy home provided. FREDDIE M’COY. WANTED:—A place for life in the front seat of a “Case.” JESSIE WILLIAMS. WANTED:—Someone who can “keep step” with me for life. Name your salary. ETHEL ADAMS. Re mmiscences Helen remembers the day she was walking down the street with Jimmie and they met Eddie. Eddie promptly told her to choose between the two. And not knowing which to take, she gave an arm to each one and walked contentedly on. W. E. M. V. One day in English class, Mrs. Fields was giving a “so-called” lecture about the students. She had just complimented Eddie about his ability when she said, “There are some students here that have wonderful ability and others are perfect boneheads- • Ethel Adams.” What a pity my name is first in roll-call. Some people might think she meant it. E. A. I remember the exciting fall I had while coasting backwards down the hill on main street in Illmo and embracing the young man who was doing his best to entertain me. J. W. When Mrs. Fields left class for any occasion she usually let me teach in her place. But on this particular day before leaving she told us to write our lesson out and have it ready for her when she returned. I asked her to let me teach, but she and the pupils said“no.” Thinking she had gone I told the class that if they had kept quiet and let me teach they would not have had to recite. I heard a significant cough and turned to find Mrs. Fields by my side. I, of course, was frightened, but she, to my delight, only turned and walked out of the room. P. A. Never will I forget the day when several of we girls went to a near-by orchard for green apples. Just as we were leaving the orchard, our pockets filled with the fruit, Bang! went a pistol. Knowing that someone was near and that our lives were in danger, we took to our heels and for the next few minutes, green apples and school girls could be seen flying in every direction. F. C. Talking about reminiscences! The day Ethel and I stayed out at school all day and worked on the annual we did something which I shall never forget. When we went down stairs for a drink we slammed the office door shut and the latch was up. When we returned we found the door locked. There was nothing to do but get in through a window. But how? The windows were over a descending stair, but with the aid of a long pole the window was raised. Then the two of us carried a ladder from the basement three floors below, placed it on the stairway and leaned it under the window. The way Ethel held that ladder and I climbed up it and through the window outclasses “Doug” himself. F. M. Some domestic Science girls had forced Miss Jacobs to believe that there was no corn to be had nearer than eighteen miles from town. She at last consented to let them go, so they asked me to take them in my car. After getting “stuck” in a bed of rocks, taking the wrong road and almost getting stuck up again, and partly running off a bridge, we returned home about noon with some corn which we had purchased a half mile from town. F. W. I well remember the day the Junior class tried to entertain the Seniors with a picnic. We started before the granted time and sent some of the students back for chaperones. Mr. Goodin refused to let them go until 2:30, so we went on ahead. We had a most enjoyable time but that ended the next morning when we were summoned to the office and politely informed that we could have two more days for picnics (?) D. W. I remember when a “bunch” of us had planned a sunrise breakfast for the next morning. The boys worked on the ear all night and were to call us at 5:00 the next morning. When they had finished working on the car one of the boys looked at his watch and saw that it was five o’clock, so they came over and hurried us for they said the sun would soon be up. When we got to the appointed place and were busy-getting breakfast, one of the girls happened to look at her watch and saw that it was only three o’clock! No more sun-rise breakfasts for me. V. T. Senior Will We, the Senior class of 1920, being; of sound body and in our right mind, do make this our last will and testament. To the School Board we leave the legal right to pay the next years teachers enough money to have at least one square meal a day. To the faculty we leave a feeling of relief that they have not known in four years I, Ethel Adams, leave to Robert Hawkins all my study hall priviliges. ? ? ? Jessie Williams leaves to Marguerite Bloker all her shorthand transcriptions. I, Freddie McCoy, do bequeath to Tom Markey my position as a private stenog rapher to Mr. Oesch. Frank Wilks leaves—“this place forever.” Florence Comet leaves all her Senior dignity to Pearl Hall. I, Eunice Kelly, do bequeath to Terrell Fields all my E’s in bookkeeping. I, Virginia Taylor, do will and bequeath to Dow Edgerton my position as Editor-in-Chief of next year’s Cotton Blossom. I, Helen Cole, do bequeath to Mildred Elliott my privilege (?) of manipulating the “ivories” for every affair the High School has. I, Herman Jumper, do will to Fred Watkins the privilege of entertaining various members of the faculty with high-class cartoons. Pearl Arthur leaves all her English book reports to anyone who will have them. Eddie Juden leaves his name on all the desks. I, Clara Green, leave my ambition to become a basket ball player to Lenore Crider. I, Daisy Walker, do will and bequeath to Violet Gaddy my “rep.” In Witness Whereof, we have to this, our last will and testament, consisting of one sheet of paper, subscribed our name, this Twentieth day of May, 1920. (SEAL) Class o{ 1920 t HM '1 O'III M.I.IHM ir H v 11 Sd'IMI, ! TIMHHHX HM'i'iiii vir Ho:if SVIM.UVH J.HMIIOH ’ VMrIX in II.LMH V' riM 'snmoii nivfru. HATTI1S ( I KIjIjIOTT, (.HACK PBTHV. A1A10 MEDUN. ( « MK CVRTNEII. FKEDDIE KEliLEV. Sophomores “The Sophs went to the animal fair And the birds and the beasts were there---------” Well! Here we are. The Sophies. Where are we going? To the fair of course. Pearl and Dennis are our leaders and Pearl has found a new boy and by looking at him, she has forgotten her duty. Naturally, Reta is among us, and her first stop is at the lemonade stand with Charlie and, as he has forgotten his pocketbook, Reta is trying to take the drinks unseen by the clerk of the stand, as is her way of doing. When next we saw them, Reta, with a wisp of her red hair around her nose, was drinking red soda. But, my! Where are Lelia and Floyd? Why, over on the merry-go-’round of course. Lelia has found a balloon somewhere and is taking life easily with Floyd by her side. But wait! They are not alone. Lucille and “Little Clay” arc also there, looking at each other and grinning every once in a while. Antoinette could not be with Cluster so she is with poor little old Paul (?) When last we saw them, she was telling Paul how good ice cream cones are and that they only cost a dime. Neva and Jack are on the ferris wheel with each a bag of peanuts. Jack is there in pursuit of pigs, because he is going to be a great agricultural man of whom America will be proud. Lenore and Odell are talking of basket ball. Had they not known there was going to be a basket ball game they would not have come out and spent their money as they did. Where can Mary be? Reta is not with her. She must be lost. But no she is not lost because Joe Nanson is with her and h is an experienced guide, but nevertheless he is surely “some strong” for his CHEWING WAX. We can’t blame him though, can we? Whom could have accompanied Mildred but Joe Miller? My! fun isn’t any name for them. They are as happy as little larks are, when spring begins. SOME HAPPY! We see Marie near by eating a hamburger and casting nervous glances at Odell and Lenore, for she, too, is interested in the conversation which they are carrying on, for she has built her air castles around the hopes that some day she and Odell may be joined together as trainers for some large athletic concern. Maggie and Kathleen are allowing themselves to be robbed by a bogus fertune-teller in the hopes that they might have a “future.” The last of our company are Carmie, Opal and Lucian, who are very fond of music and naturally where could we expect to find them other than at the band stand. Although Carmic’s music is pleasing (?) to the ear he was found by Opal and Lucian singing ‘Tipperary’ to the tune of “I’ll Say She Does.” Freshmen Poem We Freshies came out here last year, As green as green could be; But. when you’ve met us one by one. You’ll all with me agree That we’re improving day by day. Just listen and you’ll see. Tom Hopper is far from vain, But he’s right there when it comes to brain. Otho Pierce, a pretty good guy, Has a wild ambition in an aeroplane to fly. Francis Parks, (I hate to tell,) Loves Dennis Cain all too well. Ruby Bondurent, the small town flirt, Catches all her beaux at the Baptist kirk. Cleo McCoy is a merchant’s son, All the mischief he does is done through fun. Jim Tom Norment, who has a very bad case, Took his girl to Blytheville on a wild goose chase. Dell Reno, little, but loud, Is always heard in the biggest crowd. Edith Faris, so trim and neat, In basket ball, never knew defeat. Rollicking, laughing little Francis, Is so full of life she fairly dances. Thelma Crafton, demure and still, Works at her lessons with right good will. Katherine and Edith, long for a position high, But at home with the children their duties lie. Lynn Moore, so handsome and true, Where there is a pretty girl, he’s there too. Leslie Morgan, so chubby and fat, Is there with the goods, don’t forget that. Nellie Lemond, short but wise, Is always known by her constant “why’s.” Hazel Barnett, pretty as a peach, Declares that Latin is beyond her reach. Nida Morgan, the blond-haired poet, Joe Miller likes her, but she don’t know it. Gladys Siler, a dear child is she, A stenographer is what she means to be. Helen Powell, so pretty and white, Thinks it’s a sin to go out at night. Edward Mulliniks, so young and small, At his lesson was never known to stall. Dick and Murray, two Freshmen very wise, Do well with their lessons, for their age and size. Dick Marshall, as we all know, Will be a football player if he will only grow. Carrol Bennett, with freckles a few, Could tell in a few minutes all he knew. Annie Gould, so dark and refined, Has a will to learn and improve her mind. Cratus Riley, a Jews-harp musician, In all his classes gives good attention. Bill Nelson, known as “Pecker-wood,” Would get his lessons if he could. Violet and Nellie at cooking are handy, But they chose the wrong time for making their candy. Hester Hawkins, who gets her lessons well, Some day, may get married, who can tell? Clement Nanson always does his best, And at his tasks never stops to rest. Hays Gowan, a Latin student, you bet, Will be a lawyer, for his head is set. Sam Hanley, a foot ball player, you see, If he doesn’t get killed, a preacher will be. Theodore Kinnell from Cottonwood, Doesn’t love Latin as well as he should. Helen Goodin, busy all the while, Is known and loved for her winning smile. Walter Frederick, who likes the girls so much, Tries to buy their hearts with candy, gum, and such. Mary Alice Scott is not from Wonderland, And that Ancient History, she just can’t understand. Sonny Boy Alexander, as bright as his name, Misses lots of school, but he gets there just the same. Byron McKay, a very good student, he, A movie actor is what he wants to be. Louise Duffy, as pure and sweet as a rose, Hopes that the school will never close. Margaret Argo with a nightingale’s voice, Has made singing her special choice. Essie Reno, rather smart, they say, Comes up with her lessons ALMOST every day. Sadie Williams is a very sweet girl, All she wishes for, is just one little curl. A fine little cook is Ruby Kelley, She can cook anything but cake and jelly. Jackson Powell, that ladies’ man, The Algebi-a atmosphere, he can’t stand. Luther Bingham is a pretty good fellow, He plays football, and is not a bit yellow. Rose Powell, known as “Little Pie,” When it comes to cooking, her limit’s the sky. Bell Field Sample, with bicycle gay, If he doesn’t die a dare-devil, will make a doctor (some day.) Marshall Dudley is a football star, But in Algebra, he doesn’t go far. J. L. Daniels, a jolly good lad, Will follow the calling of his dad. Albert Green, with locks of curly hair, When he gets with a girl, is a regular bear. Lucian Shaw, as quiet as a mouse, Has very little love for the school house. Cora May Tate in Algebra is none too wise, But can master it if she only tries. Genevieve Bloker has a big Willys Knight, And the boys that ride home with her—it’s a sight. Myrle Burgess, it is true, has red hair, But he’s a good sport, so we don’t care. Fred Watkins, so little and cute, Can mimic a negro and play the “uke.” And our teachers, we almost forgot, Are the kindest and best of our sad lot. Miss Rolle, in English, knows everything, The 'see’s’, ‘saws’, and the ‘bring, brung, bring.’ Miss Fry, an honor to her sex, Can take a “y” and make an “x.” Mrs. Fields, in Latin, is educated, She’d be teaching in the “U”, if she’d only waited. Mrs. Beezley, whose husband is an auto greaser, Knows every war from Alexander to Caesar. Mr. Oesch, so kind and full of fun, Gave us whippings sometimes, but we needed them every one. Now, since you’ve met us one by one, We bow and leave you here, But, if more of us you’d like to hear, We’ll tell the rest next year. —FRED WATKINS. REAL, believer -Sir OLIVER'S LODG-E- . Individual Sketch of B. B. PI ayers Odell Reeves, better known as “Greaser’’ is our center. He can out-reach a Giraffe, and when the whistle blows for “toss-up” Greazer never misses a ball. Cluster Masdon, forward. “Daddy” is a credit to any team, especially his own. No other captain, after receiving: one or twA i yould have stood by his team as “Clus” did. Carrol Bennett—“Snap” is is sure to be “snappy.” Tom Markey, guard. W team’s forward, the old rule o an immovable object, what ha| Clay Garrett, guard. Whe everybody makes room, for no Sam Hanley, forward. “Dea ing Elder—he makes a good filll Our boys’ basket ball team shows. Our team was one of t although handicapped in weight “battles.” 1 shots and any game he enters self in front of the opposing hen an irresistable force meets nd starts to check the forward, “bullet.” ry game but he is like a Presid- showing than our percentage experienced in the league, but put up some very commendable On Dec. 12, they went to Charle iere were no trains running from Sikeston to Charleston, they had to take nvvers” over. The weather was very bad and the roads worse. But after the twelve-mile “wild goose chase” we reached Charleston in time to stretch our legs and swallow a bite of supper. That night we played in the Y. M. C. A. building and the roof had leaked through on to the court, making it very slick and causing several spills, especially to our boys. After all our days trials the Charlestonians were held to a tight score. Of the games played at home, the Jackson game, Jan. 9, and the Sikeston Game. Feb. 21. The Jackson game was a tight one until the last few minutes of play when one of the guards let his forward get away from him and score enough points to win the game. On Feb. 21 the Gymnasium was the scene of a double header between Sikeston boy’s and girls. The local boys were out for revenge that night to try to make for the defeat administered to us in football at Sikeston. Both teams entered the court with blood in their eyes. Despite Sikeston’s size and experience the score was tied when the excitement had become too intense, and Baker, forward for Sikeston, and Hanley, guard for Caruthersville, began to exchange blows, but they were quickly separated and the game continued with other men in Baker’s and Hanley’s positions. The game ended with Sikeston the victor by four points. This was the best game the boys played. Girls’ Basketball Notes 1 October 31—Morehouse at Caruthersville______________Score, 30-5—Caruthersville 2 November 14—Illmo at Caruthersville_________________Score, 29-3—Caruthersville 3 November 21—Osceola at Caruthersville____________Score, 36-12—Caruthersville 4 November 28—New Madrid at Caruthersville____________Score, 14-5—Caruthersville 5 December 5—Charleston at Caruthersville_______________Score, 12-9—Charleston 6 December 12—Caruthersville at Fornfelt________________Score, 12-10—Fornfelt 7 December 13—Caruthersville at Illmo_________________Score, 13-7—Caruthersville 8 January 5—Caruthersville at Sikeston________________Score, 34-4—Caruthersville 9 January 12—Fornfelt at Caruthersville_______________Score, 10-9—Caruthersville 10 January 19—Sikeston at Caruthersville______________Score, 10-3—Caruthersville RECORDS OF FORWARDS POINTS SCORED Edith Violet Lenore 1_______ 12 18 2 _____ 14 15 3 _____ 10 24 4............... 7—7 5 ______ 3 6 6 ______ 6 4 7 _____ 11 2 8 ______ 9 — 25 9 ______ 5 — 5 10______ 2 — 8 Morehouse came down here Hallowe’en thinking they could play the part of a “black cat” and tear us to pieces. But our girls turned the tables on them and when the time keeper called “time out’’ the score was 35-5 in our favor. Knowing that, having lost they would need something to heighten their spirits, our girls entertained them at the home of Mrs. Price. Our second game was played with Illmo and from the start it could be seen that the victory was ours. Edith and Violet proved themselves to be “expert goal pitchers” at this game. One made seven and the other eight goals. The score was 23-3 in favor of us. Nov. 21, Osceola came up here with her head high, confident of victory. At 5:45, Nov. 22, the Osceola girls left for home with their heads low and spirits lower, ashamed to say that the score was 36-12, not in their favor. When the train bearing the New Madrid team rolled in everyone in our town was sure of a victory for the Caruthersville girls. But how could we feel otherwise, having had three previous ones. And we were not disappointed, for the score 14-5 speaks for itself. At the time of the Charleston game there was the usual feeling on each side, “Victory for us.” “Beat Charleston” was the C. H. S. slogan. But since both sides cannot win and one must be loser we thought we’d be courteous and let our guests claim the victory, small as it was, 12-9. It was certainly a stiff game and Charleston did not know until the last minute that we were going to be so generous. On the day of Dec. 12, the 11:02 train took our girls to Fornfelt, where they received their second and last defeat. This was a very stiff game and was won by only two points. The day after receiving a defeat at Fornfelt, our girls went to Illmo, where, after winning a game, they were entertained in the best way possible—by a dance. Basketball Noi'es--ConVmued Our girls will never forget the Sikeston game nor the royal welcome and entertainment which they received while there. This was Lenore’s second game ever played and she won world-wide fame by making 25 points. After having defeated our girls by two points, Fornfelt thought she could do as well or better down here—and she did do better for us, for we beat her just one point. A double-header was played here Feb. 21 with the Sikeston girls and boys. Both games were well played, and our girls won while the boys lost. Virginia Taylor, captain of the Year’s team, has played jumping center for the last two years, and is considered one of the team’s stars. She has proved herself worthy, and without her, the team would have been handicapped. Lenore Crider, who plays like lightning and with earnestness, added much to the strength of the team. Her goals were sure. Hallie Marshall, our standby, who guards like a Trojan, has strengthened the team to a great degree. If Hallie guarded, the score was not high. Marie Powell is an excellent guard. She has lots of “pep” and keeps her foe guessing all the time as to her next move. Hattie Cunningham has played right center all the year. She, too, adds much credit to the team. She is speedy and keeps her eye on the ball. Edith Farris, another “Old Reliable,” is a dependable forward and deserves much credit and praise for helping the team on to victory. Violet Gaddy, the rough and tumble Violet, who played forward, always gave her opponent a hard battle. Her aim was steady and her eye was sure. Last, but not least, are Marguerite Bloker and Jessie Williams, the Subs, who were always on the job when called upon.. They have the spirit of loyalty and stick-to-itive-ness. Much of the success of the team has been due to the untiring efforts of our coach Miss Helen Jacobs. She has always stood for hard work, team work, clean sport, and r'-al “sportsmen.” Our year has been, in scores, successful beyond all expectation. Our pride is not for the victorious scores, but for the genuine sportsmanship that won them, not that we won, but that we won RIGHT. We missed the championship by just three points. Society Notes Tuesday, September 16, 1919, the Seniors “began things” with a get-together meeting at the home of Beatrice Garrett and elected class officers and the editorial staff for the annual. After a short business meeting the remainder of the evening was spent in social activities. Thursday, October 2, 1919 the Seniors entertained the faculty at the home of Mr and Mrs. O. W. Chilton, the occasion being a very informal one. Besides the faculty the other guests were, Mrs. J. H. Goodin, Willard Morris, Baily Brooks, Jim Tom Norment, Lawrence Comet, Abe Gaither and Dave Cohen. Dancing and the “wonder ball” were the main events of the evening. We may say we learned a good lesson of music appreciation when Mr. Oesch, Mrs. Fields, Miss Fry and Miss Rolle rendered a beautiful (?) quartette entitled “A Dog A Howling Twenty Miles Away.” Some folks say “Silence is golden” we say amen. Last but not least came the “eats” which consisted of ice-cream and cake. Friday, October 24, 1919 the Seniors gave a “tacky party” the proceeds of which was to be used by the annual staff. Nothing particular but everything “tacky” happened. Genevieve Bloker and Paul Masdon took the prizes for being the tackiest ones there. January 19,1920 proved to be such a lovely day that the night was dedicated to a Senior weiner roast with Miss Huters and Dr. Pinion as chaperones. If falling over sticks and stones, slipping in mud and having plenty to eat constitute a good time, we had it. On Hallowe’en night the visiting team, Morehouse, the home team and the Seniox-s were delightfully entertained at the home of Mi-s. Amiel Price. The house was appropriately decorated with bats, black cats, witches, real pumpkins ’n everything. The evening was spent in dancing and the usual Hallowe’en games. Delicious refi-eshments were served and all reported a very enjoyable time. February 2, 1920 the High School students gave a box supper for the benefit of the Athletic fund. The crowd was not vei'y large, there being about twenty boxes. The boys had planned an intei-esting program. After this was given the boxes were sold. The High School Lyceum Course Realizing the cultured benefits derived from high-class intellectual entertainments, the Board of Education of Caruthersville, assisted by a number of public spirited and progressive citizens, nineteen in number, has guaranteed to the Redpath Lyceum Bureau the payment of a lyceum course to be given during the winter months under the auspices of the Caruthersville High School. The numbers on this course will be given in the Grammar school gymnasium. It is not the intention of the managers of this course to make any money out of it, but the patronage of all who are interested in providing wholesome and elevating entertainment for our school pupils and the community, is solicited that the course may be made self sustaining in a financial way so that none of the guarantors may be called upon to make up any deficit. Season tickets will be put on sale in a few days and you will be visited and an opportunity given to buy tickets thereby helping to support this commendable move. The following are the dates and names of the attractions as they will appear during the season: October 20—Thos. Brooks Fletcher. Fletcher has a national reputation as the platform’s foremost dramatic orator, but he is more than a dramatic orator. He is a great humorist who makes the audience laugh uproariously. For years Redpath has advertised and booked Fletcher for more than two hundred nights a year. Some of his subjects are as follows: “Tragedies of the Unprepared’’ a discussion of the fate of the untrained man. If you have a boy or girl you will want them to hear this message. “The Martyrdom of Fools,’’ a protest against intolerance. Society martyrs men for what they think when they are thinking ahead of their times, and that men martyr themselves by what they think when they think fool thoughts. “Who Is Your Hero?” a message that argues that we become like the heroes we worship. We will have prize fights as long as we allow prize fighters to be the heroes for our boys. This message shows that every man in town is some boy’s hero, and therefore has a great responsibility. November 28—The Czecho-Slovak Orchestra. Radically the Slav music carries with it a peculiar appeal, filled with the inherent melancholy of a suffering race. With the Czecho-Slovak people brought before us so forcibly by the turn of recent events, we feel that it is especially fitting to present, for the coming season, a group of Czecho-Slovak musicians. December 12—The Yanks Quartette. Four boys who fought for Liberty and Democracy during the great war, and who can sing and entertain, comprise this unique and popular Yanks Quartet. In the selection of Lyceum numbers one does not generally overlook the opportunity to se cure a male quartet. This number meets the demands for a high-class quartet and at the same time secures the added patriotism and inspiration associated with the appearance of four of our soldiers. January 30—Means-Anderson Company. The Lyceum has always had a large place for entertainment provided it be at once clean, artistic, and vibrant with human life. Many a deep lesson has been taught, many a truth delivered all the more effectively because it came in the guise of a song or story while the heart has been opened with laughter or transported with melody. The Means-Anderson Company are offered with no claim except that of being musical entertainers par excellence. About eighty per cent of the engagements of this company are return dates. March 4—Ralph Bingham, “one of America’s foremost fun-makers.” This number will not be a lecture but an evening of stories and music. Doubtless you have listened to and been delighted with some of Bingham’s Victrola records. Barney Oldfield, the world's greatest racer, sent this message to Bingham, “There are two records I do not want to break, they are both yours.” They were “The Possum Hunt” and “The Boy in the Bleachers.’’ Bingham has been with the Redpath Bureau fifteen years, has given seven thousand performances, has filled more return dates in more towns than any other humorist. A Ha|p|p Mistake The five-fifteen train from New York came to a grinding stop at the small station of Rockhurst. The passengers, tired and hungry, came out of the stuffy coaches in swarms. A young man, well-dressed, was the last passenger who left the train. He walked briskly down a shaded avenue until he came to a handsome brown-stone house. He walked up the gravel walk (for Rockhurst had not advanced for enough to have sidewalks) and rang the bell. Then he noticed on the door plate the name “Stewart.” This was not his uncle’s home! Before he could leave the porch, a butler appeared at the door. “You are expected, sir,” he said with much dignity. “The mistress is in the drawing room.” Before the visitor could be announced a figure in pink came flying down the broad stairway and into his arms. “Oh, Cousin Fred, I’m so glad to see you!” she cried, with admiring glances at his well-built figure. “Come right into the drawing room. Mother is just dying to see you.’’ With this she led him into a beautifully furnished room. A stately woman, richly dressed, came forward with out-stretched hands. “My! How handsome you have grown, Fred,” she exclaimed. “Let’s see, it has been about twelve years since I last saw you, has it not?’’ She was so intent upon making him welcome that she did not notice that he made her no answer. “Fred” was busy in his mind, wondering how he ever happened to fall into such good luck. He did not have much time to ponder on his position, however, for dinner was soon announced. At dinner he was conscious of sitting opposite a beautiful vis'on in pink, whom her mother addressed as Arline. The dinner was delicious, but “Fred” did not taste anything he ate, for he kept his eyes on Arline. In the evening they played bridge. All tiring of this, Arline played and sang for them. “Fred” thought that he had never heard a sweeter voice in the world. She had begun a particularly beautiful piece, when a shrill train whistle split the air. “What train can that be?” asked Mrs. Stewart wonderingly. “There are but two trains from New York in the evening, and the last has already arrived.” It was, however, the last train from New York, delayed by a slight accident on the way. Half an hour later the door bell was rung. Who could it be? No one would call this late in the evening. The butler’s face appeared at the door. “Mr. Fred Thorne, he announced in a dignified tone. Arline looked at her mother and the mother looked at Arline. Then both turned their eyes on poor “Fred.” Before they could say anything, however, the real Fred came in. He was a sober-looking young man, wearing horn-rimmed glasses and with his hair parted in the middle. Mrs. Stewart and Arline shook hands with him and made him welcome as best they could, under the excitement of the moment. It pleased the other “Fred” to see that Arline did not give her cousin the same welcome that he had received. “But who are you?” asked Mrs. Stewart not unkindly, for she had already conceived a liking for the boy, even if he was not her nephew. He felt himself grow hot as he answered “I am James Grey. I came from Manhattan to visit my uncle. I came to your house by mistake, and was mistaken for Mr. Thorne. You know the rest. I hope you will forgive me.” Mrs. Stewart, being a sensible woman, quickly saw the mistake that had been made and the sight of poor James’ face made her hasten to assure him that it was all right Six months later, after a short courtship, James decided that Arline was the only girl for him, and she, being of the same mind, they were quietly married in the little church around the corner, living happily ever afterward. To say “I will”—for you know you can— That’s pep. To look for the best in every man— That’s pep. To meet each thundering knockout blow, And come back with a laugh, because you know You’ll get the best of the whole darn show— That’s pep. IS THERE A CHANCE? Miss Huters (in bookkeeping class)—“Daisy, has your ruler a leveled edge?” Daisy—“A-a-a, no, mam. It has a steel edge on both sides.” HOW MANY MAKE 100 PER CENT? Mr. Oesch (lecturing on school “Pep”)—“I want a hundred per cent of all the classes present at the game Friday night, etc.’’ Beatrice Garrett (whispering to Herman)—“Say, how many from each class will have to be present to make 100 per cent?” Mr. Oesch (in Agriculture Class)—“Define Sea Island cotton.” Opal Denton—“It is used to make the finest grades of silks.” Mrs. Fields (to English Class)—“What did Esau trade his birthright for?” Wise Eddie—“For a pot of mush.” Fred—“Hayes, I’ll bet I can see better than you.” Hayes—“Maybe so, but I have some very good ears.” Fred—“See that fly crawling along the side of that skyscraper over there?” Hayes—“No, but I know he's there.” Fred—“How’s that?” Hayes—“I can hear him crawl.” During Senior Class meeting one day everybody was jumping up and down and making all the noise possible. Jessie, thinking she would restore order, looking directly at a certain person, said: “Sit down, hon.” We wonder why Mr. Oesch blushed. Miss Matthews (to Music Class)—“Yes, I can tell what sort of an instrument anyone plays by certain marks. The violinist has a mark on the finger, and the cornetist’s lips are swollen.” Virginia—“Can you tell what I play?” Miss M.—“Yes, I can tell by looking at your eyes.” I wrence (in Economics Class)—“I read in to-day’s paper where Victor Berger was not allowed a seat in the House of Representatives.” Mrs. Beezley—“Why is that?” Lawrence—“Because he was under sentence for espionage during the World War.’ Clay Garrett—“Well, I guess he could have gone to the balcony and gotten a seat.” “PEP” Continued Neva Long (in History)—“Well, he was a good King and he had the same kind of supporters as the other Kings.’’ One day Virginia while reciting poetry gave this: “We may live without poetry, music or art, We may live without conscience and live without heart, We may live without friends and live without books, But a civilized man cannot live without cooks.” And Leslie Morgan, standing near by said: “Oh, wait till leap year, Virginia.’’ Ethel (while working on the dummy)—“What is more fun than making a ‘dummy?’ ” Freddie—“Being one.” Dennis—“Why is Miss Huters so much like a doctor?” Windfield-—“Dunno.” Dennis—“Because she gives an examination once in a while.” Bell Field Sample would look unnatural without a pipe in his mouth. The Cotton Blossom predicts a smokey future for him. Terrill—“Did you ever see a horse fly?” Robert H.—“Yes, but did you ever see a plank walk?” “Well,” said Leila Cunningham, “I think many dogs have more sense than their masters.” “Yes,” chimed in Windfield, “I have a dog like that myself.” And yet he couldn’t understand why they laughed. Doc Crider and Tubby C’ham were speeding down the street when a near explosion caused Doc to believe a tire had blowed out. “Get out, Tubby, and see if the tire is flat.” Tubby (after careful inspection)—“It looks pretty good. It’s flat only on one side.” Miss Rolle (walking up to a group of girls who were vainly trying to better their appearance by the use of a powder puff), began to tease them and said: “Why, girls, I never even powdered my face until I was twenty years old.” All was quiet for a time and then Nellie Lemmond slyly said: “Say, Miss Rolle, how long have you been using powder?” The Agricultural Class was having a discussion of stock diseases and quarantine and Mr. Oesch asked: “Was there ever a quarantine here?” Dell Reno—“Yes, sir; last winter during the ‘Flu’.’’ Pearl—“Just listen at that cow bawl.” Daisy—“Oh, no; that’s Ethel singing.” Miss Huters (in study hall)—“They’re looking for you.” Reta—“Who?” Miss M.—“The buzzards.” “PEP ’ ConVmued Jack Powell (at Librai-y)—“Give me Botsford’s History.’’ Librarian—“On Greece?’’ jack—“No, Rome; have plenty of grease at home.” Florence C. (at dance)—“Why do they put corn meal on the floors?” Cluster—“To make the chickens feel at home.” Herman—“How do you write ‘zoology’ in shorthand?” Miss Huters tells him. Herman—“Say, Miss Huters, did you ever read doxology (Doc’s ology) • Young Cupid is a marksman poor, Despite his love and kisses; Though he always hits the mark, He is always making Mrs. Mrs. Beezley (in history 3)—“Frank, Terrell, and Cluster, you three boys remind me of the story about the little bird that 1 once heard. ‘A little girl had a bird which she prized very highly and fed it all sorts of bugs and worms. One day the bird swallowed a caterpillar which tickled it to death.’ You boys must have been eating caterpillars.’ Friday. We beat Charleston 34-7 today. But oh, you 148-8. We wish you good luck. One Who Knows You, Bob consoled himself with the thought that at least one person in Sikeston recognized the most important member of the C’ville team. And Who You Don’t Know. “PEP” Continued POOR WILLIE. The year he gloomily begun For Willie Weeks, a poor man’s Sun. He was beset with bill and dun And he had very little Mon. “This cash,” said he, “won’t pay my dress, I have nothing left but ones and Tues.’’ A bright thought struck him and he said “The rich Miss Goldbricks I will Wed.” But when he paid his court to her, She lisped, but firmly said N, Thur.” “Alas,” said he, “then I must die. I’m done, I’ll drown, I’ll burn. I’ll Fri.” They found his gloves, his coat, his hat And a coroner upon them Sat. FOl XD IX STUDY HALL. Dear Pearl: Most worthy estimation! After long consideration and much medi- tation on the great reputation you have in the nation. I have a strong nclination to become your relation. On your approbation of this declaration I shall make preparation to move my situation to a more convenient station to profess my adm.ration, and if such ablation is worthy of observation and can obtain commiseration it w 11 be aggrandization beyond calculation of the joy and exultation of Yours. Frank Wilks. THE ANSWER: Sir: I perused your oration with much deliberation and a little consternation at the great infatuation of your imagination to show such veneration on so slight a foundation. But after examination and much serious contemplation I supposed your admiration was the fruit of recreation or had sprung from ostentation to display your education by an odd enumeration, or rather, multiplication of words of the same termination to a great variation in each respective sign fication. Now, without disputation your laborious application is so ted ous an occupation, deserves memoration and thinking imitation a sufficient gratification I am without lies tation. Yours, Pearl Arthur. “PEP” Conhnned Freddie (entertaining her mother’s visitor)—“How is your little girl?” Visitor—“I ni sorry to say, but I have no little girl.” Freddie (after painful silence)—“Well, how is your little boy?” Visitor—“1 haven’t any little boy, either.” Freddie—“Well, what are your’s then?” Eddie (looking over dictionary, laughs). Daisy—“What are you laughing at; is the book interesting?” Fddie—“No, not interesting, but amusing. It spells words so different from what I do.” Jim Tom—“What will your father settle on the man who marries you?” Jessie—“The rest of the family, I suppose.” Mr. Long—“Say, Roy, where are you going this evening?” Roy—“503 Highland.” Mr. Long—“Where is that?” Roy—“It’s Heaven to me.” Miss Sprott (in History)—“Who came after Edward VI?” Fred W.—“Mary.” Miss S.—“Alright, who came after Mary?” Fred W.—“The little lamb.” Virginia (reciting Agriculture)—“Porto Rico and—Mr. Oesch, I don’t remember the name of the other island that Spain gave up.” Mr. Oesch—“Guam.” Virginia—“Why, I cant go on, Mr. Oesch. I don't know the name of the island.” Mr. Oesch—“ ‘G-U-A-M —now go on.” 1)0 FIGURES LIB? Terrell, working for Musgrave, asked for an ncrease of pay. Mr. Musgrave replied. “If you are worth it I will be pleased to give it to you. Now, let us see what you do in a year, Terrell. We have 365 days in a year and you sleep e gilt hours every day, which makes 122 days you sleep, taken from 365 days, leaves 243. Now, you have eight hours recreation every day, which makes 122 days, taken from 243 days, leaves 121 days. We have 52 Sundays in a year, which you have off. leaving you 69 days. You have 14 days vacation; take this off and you have 55 days left. Now. that you allow 1% hours for meals, which total in a year 28 days. Take th s off and you have 1 day left. I always give you St. Patrick’s Day. Now, 1 ask you, Terrell, if you are entitled to a raise?” Terrell, then answered, “Well, what the devil have I been doing, then?” WOMAN AND ELECTRICITY. If she becomes excited—Controller. If she talks too long—Interrupter. If her way of thinking is not yours—Converter. If she is sulky and won’t talk—Exciter. If she is willing to come half way—Meter. If she will come all the way—Receiver. If she will go farther—Dispatcher. If she wants to be an angel—Transformer. If you think she is unfaithful—Detecter. If she proves your fears are wrong—-Compensator. If she goes up in the air—Condenser. If she wants chocolate—Feeder. If she sings wrong—Tuner. If she is in the country—Telegrapher. If she is a poor cook—Discharger. If she is wrong—Rectifier. If she is cold toward you—Heater. If she gossips too much—Regulator. —Selected. “PEP” Continued Mary had a Thomas Cat That sang like Caruso, A neighbor threw a baseball bat And now, Thomas doesn’t do so. Tom—“Who was that new girl I saw you with last night?” Herman—“That wasn’t a new girl. That was my old one painted over. ’ Miss Rolle—“Edith spell ‘weather’.” Edith W.—“Wetther.” Miss Rolle—“Well, Edith, that is certainly the worst spell of weather we have had in a long time.” M ss Sprott (in American History)—“Who discovered America?” Bright Senior (Helen)—“Ohio.” Miss .Sprott—“Certainly not. Columbus discovered it.” Helen—“Yes’sum, that’s his first name.” Mr. Oesch (in General Science)—“What holds the moon in place and prevents it from falling?” Pearl Arthur—“Why, the beams, I guess.” (Good Guess.) Herman—“What do you say to a tramp in the country?” Daisy—“Why, I never speak t0 the horrid things.” THE ANCHOR PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY IN THE INTEREST OF THE RACE. Robert Hawkins, the noted editor of “Thoughts of the Day,” met with a serious accident, we are informed, that while trying to make a rail out of himself, accidentally dropped a popcorn ball in one of the rabbit cages. In trying to remove the same was seriously scratched up. However, we are informed that he is improving. Our sym pathy goes out to the editor. A Friend. Sam Hanley, a social leader of the B. H. A., a co-operative partner of Editor Hawkins and a noted basketball player, on account of recent illness has been put on a diet of salt by his specialist. We hope that he improves rapidly. Long John. THE WEEKLY WH1ZBANG. Corporal Harold Bryant, of the A. E. F. and formerly of Caruthersville, gave a very interesting talk on his experiences on the Mexican border and in France. Dr. Montgomery gave a very interesting talk on “Preparedness” Monday morning. Preparations are being made in the library to take care of the books that have been ordered. This will make the library one of the best in Southeast Missouri. Fourteen new members were added to the Dramatic Club Friday night. The next meeting will be held Tuesday night. SAWS FOR THE H. S. STUDENTS. 1. “Keep on a-keepin' on.” 2. “ ’Twixt optimist and pessimist, The difference is droll. The optimist sees the doughnut, The pessimist the hole.” 3. “Angels may be entertained unawares.” 4. “Order is the first law of heaven.” 5. “By obedience you learn to command.” FOOTBALL NOTES. The game between Kennett and Caruthersville last Friday resulted in a victory for Kennett—25-0. The game was very interesting. Neither side had anything to give to the other, so both sides had to fight for what they got. Nearly all of Kennett’s gains were made on wide end runs, very few being made through the line. Kennett furnished good interference for the man carrying the ball. Saturday Caruthersville played Central High of Memphis, Central winning 53 to 0. Memphis has a very fast team that has been playing for the last two or three years and we were no match for them. The team played very clean and conducted themselves in a gentleman-like manner. Next Friday, October 24, Caruthersville plays Charleston here. FIRST FOOTBALL OF SEASON TIES, 13-13. Caruthersville and Hayti Play Fast Game on Home Ground Friday, in Which Neither Side Could win—-Was Good, Clean Game and Much Enjoyed. Our first match game of football was played last Friday, September 26, at the Fairground with Hayti. Hayti, to the surprise of the entire school and city, came over with a real team and gave us a real game. The game was called about 3:30, due to a misfortune which caused Hayti to be late. Caruthersville received the first kickoff an dcarried the ball to Hayti’s 40 yard line with line plunges and end smashes, only to lose the ball to Hayti on downs. Hayti then carried the ball to Caruthersville’s 15-yard line when time was called for the first quarter. In the second quarter Hayti gave up all hopes of ever doing anything to Caruthersville’s line and used wide end runs exclusively. About the middle of the quarter Hugh Harbert, the big Hayti fullback, got away with a 25-yard end run for a touchdown Hayti lost the kick for goal by touching the ball to the ground before their man was ready to kick, causing the man holding the ball to be tackled by Cleo Garrett. The score then stood 6-0 in favor of Hayti and so stood until the last half of the game. Caruthersville received again at the beginning of the last half. Juden received the ball and carried it to the 60-yard line. Morris then made a 60-yard end run, scoring Caruthersville’s first touchdown. Morris then kicked goal, making the score 7—6 in favor of Caruthersville. The score stood 7—6 until the middle of the last quarter, when Harbert scored another touchdown and kicked goal for Hayti, leaving the score 13—7 in favor of Hayti. Caruthersville then received with only two minutes to play and 80 yards to cover for a touchdown. Reeves. Caruthersville’s left end, laid out and received a long forward pass. Juden then slipped the Hayti defense and caught another long forward pass, putting the ball on Hayti’s 10-yard line. Juden then called on Morris to put the ball behind Hayti’s goal the second time. Two line plunges was all that was needed to do the job. Morris failed to kick goal the second time, so the score stood 13—13. Hayti received, Caruthersville got the ball on a fumble, only to have the time-keeper announce “time up.’’ All of the old players say that it was the cleanest game ever played between Hayti and Caruthersville. Next Friday the Caruthersville Tigers play Fornfelt here. Fornfelt has an extra strong team, so you can expect a good game. We want to see you get behind us. ILLMO GIRLS DEFEATED BY CARUTHERSVILLE. On Friday night, November 7, the Illmo sextette of basketeers took the floor against our girls in a game that sent them back to Illmo considerably humbled, for when the final whistle sounded the Caruthersville girls owned the bulky end of a 26-to-3 score It was a fine game from beginning to end and the visitors put up a good fight, but they were up against a team that is going to have more than a look-in at the Southeast Missouri championship, if it is given any support at all. There was a very poor crowd in attendance at the game Friday night and the expenses incident thereto amounted to $15 more than the door receipts. More than likely this is the last game that will be played by the girls in Caruthresville. Such trips as are possible will be made to other places by the team, but since the coaches are unable from their own resources to meet the losses of from $10 to $20 on each game, there is little likelihood of there being any more played here. Kennett was to have been here on this Fr'day night, but the game had to be canceled for the reason set forth. BASKETBALL LEAGUE. Several amateur basketball teams have b en formed or are in the process of being organized in the city, and it is expected that many interesting games will be played during the season which is just beginning. On Wednesday evening a game was plaved at the school gymnasium between a team organized by V. F. Smith, of the Smith Drug Company, and one made up principally of employes of the W. D. Mercantile Company in which the former was the winner by a score of 35 to 10. A small admission price was charged and the proceeds amounted to about $19.00 which is to be donated to the school teams to buy balls and other supplies. A team is being organized by the Ilighfill-Neifind Furniture Company and the post office employes are considering a similar organization. A great many games can be staged among the city teams and between them and the class teams of the high school, and much entertainment, no doubt, will be afforded, in addition to the financial help rendered the latter, as we understand all proceeds will go for the benefit of the school teams. CARUTHERSVILLE, MISSOURI Caruthersville, the largest town in Pemiscot county and third largest in Southeast Missouri, was laid out in 1778 as Litle Prairie Commons. In 1811 the town had a population of two hundred and was a thriving community. The New Madrid earthquake of that year depopulated the whole vicinity. Only one inhabitant, Col. J. H. Walker, remained although there were no fatilities. Again the slow process of growth began until in 1898 the village was made the county seat the former county seat. Gayoso, having almost disappeared into the river. In 1890 the population was two hundred and thirty. Since then its growth has been wonderful, successive censuses showing the following increases: 1900, twenty-three hundred and fifteen; in 1910, forty-five hundred and, now, the people number seven thousand. Caruthersville of today is the most prosperous town in the state. It is 220 miles south of St. Louis and 95 miles north of Memphis. It is on the Frisco and Deering Southwestern railroads. An excellent levee protects it from Mis sissippi river floods. There are many large manufacturing plants, the foremost of which is the Dillman Egg Case Company, the largest of its kind in the world. A large business district dominates the trade within a radius of fifty miles. The banks have a capital of $225,000 and a surplus of $31,250. There are cotton gins and several large grain elevators. The city is the agricultural market for a large portion of Southeast Missouri. It has many paved streets, a splendid white way, a beautiful park, both water and sewerage systems. An active Commercial Club and Retail Merchant’s Association are serving to help the growth of the community while a wide-awake Civic League is ever alert to all problems of civic improvement. An unexcelled fair is held every fall. In war activities it is a leader. In the first and second Liberty Loan drives, in Thrift Stamp sales, in Red Cross work, in the Boy’s Working Reserve, and in the number of men in Uncle Sam’s army it will surpass other towns of its size. Caruthersville is surely destined to become the Cairo of a future Nile Valley. _____ • '- - - Vua rsj o =■ =- rH l___________ GrH TS POPUUAP. OR- m £ • ClT ZZBrs S TRUfcT c -o r M VV v r v jTrtiBr ■ . Cyc, R u r psv i_ _£=_ MulVum m Parvo WHO WON THK WAR? Evidently there is some opportunity for family “fallings-out” and disputes between the great warrior spirits who are now inhabitants of the houseboat on the Styx, on the above momentous question. The records of the American Expeditionary show that 57,000 Smiths, 39,000 Johnsons, 22,500 Joneses, 22,000 Greens, 9000 Browns, 1050 Sullivans, 74 George Washingtons, 79 'Robert E. Lees, 2 U. S. Grants, 2 Abraham Lincolns, and 12 Caesars participated in hanging the'r wash on the Hindenburg line and knocking the hell out of Heligoland. Who ain't quit saying “ain’t”? There ain’t but one way to make a person qut saying “ain’t” and that way ain’t known yet. “I am not much of a mathematician,” said the cigarette, “but I can add to a (boy’s nervous trouble, subtract from his phys'cal energy, multiply his aches and pains, divide his mental powers, take interest from his work, and discount his chances for success.” IM POSSIBILITIES. Mrs. Fields without her Golden Smile; Mr. Oesch on a farm; Assembly without a lecture; The Seniors at work; Eddie Juden not love-sick; Leslie Morgan without a grin; The Freshmen not green: Miss Fry married; Pearl Arthur w'thout a “sweetie;” Clay Garrett flunking; Florence Comet when she is not thrilled; Clement Nanson when he is not making a noise; Edith Williams without a lollypop; “Tubby” Cunningham when he isn’t think'ng of Violets; Miss Jacobs with a beau; Helen Cole when she is not th'nking of Jimmie; Cratus Riley on good terms with the faculty; The Editor-in-Chief not busy; Hattie Cunningham as a Cynic; Sam Hanley not having a fight; Jessie Williams w'thout a Case; Miss Huters w'thout an oPinion; Freddie McCoy not talking; The boys’ team being defeated; Marguerite Bloker not dreaming of the green Fields. A woman can forgive God anything save a “shiny” nose. Miss Rolle has a new position for next year—dowrn in New Orleans—teaching Goldfish how to skate. A man is sure to fall in love with a woman who encourages him discreetly in his own permanent love affair with himself. Happy is a man who abhors blondes, loathes brunettes, and despises red-headed women. Every woman has some vice; some giggle; some freckle; and some get fat. A cynic is not one who has loved and lost; he is one who has been loved and won. A POEM in PROSE. Two men set out together. One chose to amass wealth, the other to write poetry. At the end of twenty years the one had ra sed a million and a pretty daughter. The second had seventy sonnets to his credit. One day they met. “What can your poetry bring you?” asked the first. “My money will get me anything.” But the first man’s daughter read the poetry of the second, became enamored of him, and secretly married him. Shortly, the first man died of gout, leaving all his wealth to his daughter. The poet took charge of the cheque book, built a costly mausoleum for the dead man and wrote a charm ng epitaph for his tomb. DTOGEXKS. We laugh at old Diogenes, Diogenes the wise; We scorn poor old Diogenes Wearing out his eyes, Searching with a taper In a covered can, Wearing out his sandals To find an honest man. We’re wrong about Diogenes Diogenes was wise, All piaise to old Diogenes For, though he strained his eyes Searching always, always, In sunshine and in shade For honest men, he never Looked for an honest maid. PHYSIOS. Sound travels at the rate of four hundred yards per second. Exceptions to this rule: Scandal ........................... 10,000 yards Flattery............................ 5,000 yards Truth..................................... 2% yards FOR MEN ONLY. (Read backwards.) Ew wenk uoy dluow daer siht; uoy t’ndluow eb a lrig fi uoy t’ndid. THE END. His death was calm and peaceful. Shortly before he died he summoned her to his bedside and. stroking her silken ha'r, he spoke to her: ‘‘On some wintry morning when King Frost has the world in h's cold grasp, when snow crumbles like powder under your foot, and when the wintry blast chills you to the marrow”—his voice sank to a calm, eager whisper—‘‘think of me roasting in hell.” Tom Markey—“Do you believe Lot’s wife turned to salt?” Herman Jumper—“Why not? I saw Marguerite Bloker cross the street on a muddy day and Terrell F elds turned to rubber.” Why is General Science classed like a Ford? Because it has a crank in front and 30 or 40 nuts behind. Miss Sprott (in History 2)—“This morning, children, I propose to give you an epitome of the life of Queen Elizabeth. It may be that some of you are too immature to properly comprehend and assimilate the meaning of the word “epitome.” ‘Epitome’ is, in its signification, synonymous with synopsis.” If we could see ourselves as others see us, we wouldn’t bel’eve it. LIGHT orCUPA'TIOX. Keeping awake in Mrs. Fields’ classes. Taking Agr'culture Exams. Keeping order in the Study Hall. Getting Freshman pictures for the Cotton Blossom. Avoiding high grades. Keeping up notebooks. Convincing Miss Fry that she has solved a problem wrong. Beating Edd e’s time. Writing book reports. Keeping the Senior boys from working themselves to death on the Cotton Blossom. Winning the championships. Having the “flu.” Odell Reeves—“The ‘birds’ right here n this here school that won’t support their teams ought, to be kicked through a briar patch by a jack-ass and I’d like to be the one to do it.” A “POME.” The mule he is a funny sight, He is made of ears and dynamite. His heel is full of br’cks and springs Tornadoes, battering rams and things. He is fat as any poisoned pup; It’s just his meanness swells him up; He’s always scheming ’round to do The th’ngs you most don’t want him to. The mule he lives on anything; He’s got a lovely voice to sing, And when he lets it loose at noon It sounds like buzz-saws out of tune. He stands around with sleepy eye And looks as if he’d like to die, But when there’s any dying done It ain’t the mule, I’ll bet a bun. Some folks don’t treat mules with respect; They say he a'n’t got no intellect. That may be so. but if you have got To get to heaven on the dot, And want a way that doesn’t fail Just twist the tassel on his tail The mule tends to his own biz— He don’t look loaded, but he is. DATA OF C’VILLE HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS. (Gathered by Prof. Hezza Nutt of the Univ. of Squdink.) Per Cent Do you pay your laundry bills?................... 20 Do you like your teachers?........................ 3 Do you stop dancing at 12 p. m.?.................. 0 Do you always go to chapel?......................100 (N. B. There is a rule enforcing Chapel attendance.) Do you sing aloud?............................. 100 Do you inhale soup?..............................100 Do you keep your shoes shined?................... 10 Do you shun rubbers .............................100 Do you borrow money ............................. 80 Do you go to the picture show?...................100 Do you study at night?............................ 9 Do you carry matches for your friends?........... 19 Do you ever think?................................ 2 Do you think you’ve learned anything in school?. . 4 UNNECESSARY NOISES. There is nothing quite so annoying as unnecessary noises. They tend toward nervousness, as they are mostly signs of nervousness. Some examples of these noises are: 1 Da'sy’s continuous giggle. 2 Ethel’s method of chewing gum. 3 The boisterous laugh of Eunice. 4 Eddie’s feverish industry in studying. 5 Virginia’s solo voice tuned argumentatively. 6 Helen’s forever say ng “Jimmie.” 7 Frank’s blushing aloud. 8 Pearl’s fatiferation of nine-day scandal. 9 Jessie’s “all-day” scowl. 10 Freddie—never makes a noise? ?????????? 11 Clara’s loud “study hall” voice. 12 The continuous scratching of Herman’s pen as he works on the Cotton Blossom? ? ? 13 Florence’s unnecessary rush to the class room. OVERHEARD. Eddie Juden told Hattie Cunningham last n'ght at the Junior box supper that he had traded his Bottle-mine in Russia for a cheese swamp in Brazil and made such a slake as will warrant his starting housekeeping with a sixteen-cylinder Rolls-Royce and a concert grand piano. FREDDIE McCOY’S PRAYER. Now I lay me down to rest To study I have done my best. If I die before I wake Then I’ll have no more exams, to take. THE “IMLGIUM’S PROGRESS.” While looking for “The Purloined Letter” at “the House of Seven Gables,” “Ivan-hoe’” met “Lorna Doone,” with whom he fell in love. “After Much Ado About Nothing” they started on “The Oregon Trail” and met “Silas Marner,” who was on h s way to “Treasure Island.” Meeting “Quenten Durward” they said we will do “As You Like It” and go to “The Merchant of Venice to get ‘The Lion of St. Marks” to go to the rescue of “The Last of the Mohicans.” The “Pilgrims Progress” rapidly, but stop at “The House of Usher” to seek food from “Henry Esmond,” who only shows them “The Gold Bug” and sends them to “The Vicar of Wakefield.” After another refusal they again start on their journey, and meet “R cliard Yea and Nay,” who reminds them of “When Knighthood was in Flower” and who introduces them to “The Lady of the Lake” and “She” loans them “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse” to ?uide them to “King Solomon’s Mines,” where they find “The Jewels of Opar.” They ore “Two Years Before the Mast” in returning home, where, “By England’s Aid” they become “The Master of Eallantrae” and watch “Mr. Britl ng See It Through” in spite of “The Talisman.” NEW PUBLICATIONS. “We Two”—Terrell and Marguerite. “Innocence Abroad”—Cratus Riley. “The Dear Slayer”—Jimmy McCutchen. “The Great Divide”—Senior and Freshman Classes. “The Silent Woman”- Mrs. Fields. “The Rugged Way”—Agriculture Class. “Pride and Prejudice”—Leslie Morgan. “No Man’s Land”—Home Econonvcs Department. “Vanity Fair”—Florence Comet. “The Crisis”—Term Exams. “The Vampire”—Freddie McCoy. “Daddy Long Legs”—Herman Jumper. “Chasing the Hon” (Hun)—Edith Williams. “Experiments on Donkeys”—Mr. Oesch. “From Sikeston to Blytheville”—Sam Hanley. “Letters from the North”—V olet Gaddy. STAKE DICTIONARY. Advice—That which everyone has and gives but which none will take. Pat—A Freshman. Cotton Blossom—-Nightmare of the Senior Class. Debate—Work enough for a term’s credit. E”—A practically extinct animal. One was captured last semester by Dow Edger-ton after four and one-half months’ persu t. Flunk—A common epidemic. Geometry—A science dealing with angels. Hat—A brain shade. Ignorance—The largest state in the world. .Juniors—A group of people needing a vacation from overwork. Kindness—A negative quantity !n Caruthersville. Love—An itching of the heart that rapidly developes into insanity. Meal—A curtailed event due to H. C. L. Nothing—That which our notebooks are filled with. “O”—Stands for Sc ence in our school. Pillow—A useless article to one taking Latin. Qualifications—What most everyone lacks. Robert—President of the Nut Club and editor of the “Thoughts of the Day.” Sam—An uncle of ours. STAFF DICTIONARY (Continued). Test—Largest stumbling block in a student’s career. Unknown—Feeling accompanying test questions. Vacuum—Interior of a Senior’s head. Win—Ambition of a basketball team. “X”—See Miss Fry. Yawn—An indication that a student has just come from an English class. Zeal—Quality of Cotton Blossom Staff. ADDS. LOST—(By many students each day) two golden hours; each set with sixty diamond seconds. FOUND—A calf with a ta l as long as a piece of rope and a white spot on side next to the fence.—Leslie Morgan. Stubtown, Missouri. WANTED—Some songs for Chapel. Apply to Miss Matthews. FOR SALE—A large amount of superfluous advice. Apply of Mrs. Fields. WANTED—A man, long, sleek, and slender; loving and tender.— Pearl Arthur. WIT supplied under all circumstances at all hours.—Daisy Walker. LOST—A smile. 'Return to Miss Jacobs and rece ve reward. LOST—One chance in 1920. Return to Virginia Taylor. WANTED—A successor to Eddie. Apply to Helen Cole. WANTED—Cash. Cotton Blossm Staff. WANTED—A victory. Boys’ hoop team. WANTED—A wife. None need apply save widows with less than nine children. Frank Wilks. SCHOOL RULES. 1 Smoking will be permitted in the study hall, only on rainy days. 2 Spitting on floor is limited to those students who use tobacco. 3 Any one student cutting a class more than once a day will not be permitted to take the final examinations. 4 Students must wait until a class is half over before reporting to them. 5 The faculty desires that all whispered conversation in the study hall be on strictly model subjects and not to be of more than an hour’s duration. f Anyone present at three consecutive classes will be disqual'fied for one week in order to permit the other students to equal his attainments. 7 Students desiring to sleep during Mrs. Fields’ classes will get pillows made by the Household Arts Department. 8 Students gassed in Mr. Oesch’s classes w.'ll be permitted an excused absence following the lecture. 9 Only hob-nail shoes must be worn in the study hall. Id More than thirty per cent attendance at inter-school games or other school activities are strictly forbidden lest the school finances get out of the “red.” 11 Not more than four Seniors will be allowed to be present at or In anyway assist any school activities to a success. 12 In case a dance, a picture show, or a party or two or more confl cting with any event that is likely to bring honor and success to the school, by all means live up to your trad tions by going to dance, etc. 13 In case your team plays on the local floor, you are required to find out the score within one week, either from a member of the team or from one of the coaches. 11 To prepare to translate forty lines of Latin, no more than ten minutes should be used. 15 Book reports prepared before the middle 0f the last week in each semester can not be accepted by the faculty. 16 Anyone found reading any of the classics or great literary masterpieces will be given ten demerits. 17 Students failing to be tardy less than ten times in any one month w'll be severely reprimanded. 18 Students failing to show good evidence of a severe case of “puppy-love can not be permitted to share in scholastic honors. FOOTBALL DEFINITIONS BY SAM HANLEY. 1 Touchdown—A touch of a terrible Infection known as “sixpoints.” 2 Kickoff—The bugle call of “Fix bayonets,” “Charge” and Double time” all registered simultaneously. i Hitting the line—A plunging operation on a heaving conglomerate mass of flesh and bones. 4 Off-side—Caught in the act with the goods. Penalty, five yards or all season on the bench. 5 Quarter-back—General Pershing's job on a small scale. 6 Drop-kick—“The last resort.” An attempt to take a dangerous chance and to trust to the feet—or to defeat. 7 Scrimmage—Players pantomiming “hash.” S Goal-kick—A successful aviation flight from a point between two points. Safety—A sore knee or some other preventative disablement. 10 Touchback—The last desperate straw. 11 Forward-pass—Bra n versus Brawn. 12 First-down—What comes to one team or the other after every fourth down. —By The “Spectator.” A PROPHECY 1936 By “Bob” Cunningham. I was in the land of Eutopia by the side of the River Waterless, and I had ascended the Mountain of Human Existence until I stood upon its topmost plane—the Plane of Wisdom, and as I stood there in the great Halls of Philosophy, Science, Letters, History, Art, Mathematics and Music, I felt that I was being endowed with ubiquity. And with desire I knew satisfaction—so I stood, in a moment beyond the Stygian River in that Mysterious Realm from whose bourne no traveler has ever returned—stood among the sages and philosophers that have graced the annals of history since the tide of time began. Sure enough, here was the ragged Diogenes, carrying his lantern, and with his search still unended—over there, lecturing in the academic tones of original Greek, was Plato of the broad-browed—and here at my elbow stood one who could be surely none other than Socrates. So I addressed him—talking casualy of the weather and finally of the great German American War which had recently waged in the Earthly regions. “Well Socrates,” I said, “I must step over here and have a .moment with Alexander the Great, but I’ll be back in a moment to convince you that you are wrong on your idea that prohibition is going to cause the downfall of the upstart U. S. A. as you call her.” Imagine my surprise when my companion cui’tly informed me not to call him Socrates. “Well, then, who are you?’’ “Why, I am Frank Wilks from Caruthersville, Missouri. I’ve been here since my demise six years ago.” Being ubiquitous, moving was quicker and easier than explaining and apology, so I rushed to the box-office and got my rain-check from St. Peter, bent on taking a little journey around the earth. In the merest fraction of a second, I halted in the American Westminster Abbey in the flourishing city of Frozen Dog, Idaho—and there among the statues of American greatness, between the statues of Paul Jones and George Washington, was a martial face that I quickly recognized; Gen. Terril Fields, hero of the battle of Sausages, who came to an un-romatic end during the festivities celebrating the downfall of the Germans; his death being due to an over indulgence in sauer-kraut and Budweiser. In the Poets’ corner of the Great shrine, I found a representation of the Eleventh Muse who had been made immortal by the soul-stirring anthem—“Mother’s False Teeth Will Soon Fit Sister.” I remembered then that Pearl Arthur had shown much musical and poetical talent in the old Rhetoric days of more than twenty years ago. In another niche of this same old Abbey, I found a plaque in the honor of the famous living scientist, Carmie Self, who discovered and proved to the world, conclusively, that the chief constituency of the moon is only green cheese. I was in the Southland—the land of the Lotus and the Magnolia, and there 1 listened to the praises of the great architect and engineer who had just completed the construction of a bamboo bridge across one of the principal creeks in the land. Leslie Morgan had shown the qualities of a builder from the days of his infancy. Cratus Riley, as of old, was in near proximity to Leslie; he was chief cook for the bridge building outfit. In one of the principal playhouses of this same Southland, I saw advertisements of the fact that Joe Miller Combs, the noted soloist, was to sing “Old Uncle Ned” for the colored President of the Republic. Again I moved. I was in the busy thoroughfares of the buzzing little city of Mosquito, New Jersey, where a street carnival was in full blast. My attention was attracted particularly to a very stocky man with straw-colored hair, who was bellowing through a megaphone—“The chance of a lifetime for fifteen cents. Right this way to see the wonderful curiosity, the wildman from Borneo, captured in the lowlands of Australia after a pursuit of forty days and nights and a terrific encounter. Brought to this country at an enormous expense. Feeds on live rattle snakes. The chance of the century for 15 cents. Come in and make your grandchildren proud of you—all for 15 cents; one nickle and one dime. Right this way.” Surely—that was Eddie Juden, and from the ticket seller I verified my suspicions for the ticket seller was his better half and one I recognized as being the former bearer of the name, Helen Cole. In the tent and inside the cage, stripped with great bars of wrought iron, I was forced to recognize Odell Reeves in spite of the fact that he wore a mane that would have done him honor to the shaggiest lion in Africa’s sun-baked deserts. He was growing rich playing this striking role. I stood in the far East, amidst the zephyrs that gently wandered whisperingly over Oriental tombs. I heard such moans as can come only from a human heart, overcharged with grief. I approached a prostrate woman who was pouring profuse tears over an old tomb. When I lifted her, instead of a fair Babylonian maid staring at me through great tears, I found Hattie Cunningham, the noted vase-collector. She was weeping over the grave of one of her ancestors, a certain distinguished man named Adam. In all her wanderings she had been accompanied by her good old butler, Dennis Cain, and his faithful wife, Francis Parks. In our subsequent conversation Hattie told me that my old friend Lynn Moore was the proprietor of the most famous chop suey shop in Hong Kong—and was often patronized by the Emperor when he came to Hong Kong. I stood in the far North, beyond the rim of circle where the musk-ox feeds unmolested; I was in the lodge of Robert Hawkins the wolf hunter, famous from the frozen fens of Labrador to the remotest steppes of Siberia. Through the dim vista of many years I remembered when he had hunted ’possums to their great discomfort in the canebrakes of Tennessee. I talked with his wife Genevieve (Bloker) whom I remembered from former years. She had in these earlier years, been ambitious to own a powder mill, emphasis on the powder, please. She told me that she had just received by dog-train an entire elk-skin tanned to be indistinguishable from genuine chamois. The gift had come from a mutual friend of ours, Lawrence Comet, a famous missionary among the Esquimaux. With a thought, I was in New York, the mightiest of mighty cities on the face of God’s green earth—I stood before a monumental ediface on which there glowed and glimmered in letters of Christ-like whiteness, “Adam’s Hospital for Cats.” Ethel Adams had thus climaxed her long list of Good Samaritan deeds. Inside the institution at the head of the medical staff, I found a very solemn physican, Herman Jumper, M. D., who had the world renown record of having saved more cat-lives than any other man that ever lived. Dr. Jumper told me personally, however, that he himself, felt that the greatest achievement of his life had been the winning of the heart of the peerless movie star, Florence Comet. On Fifth Avenue in the same great city of nine million souls, in a five-story mansion, I was entertained by the mistress of New York’s fashionable Four Hundred, Madam Jessie (Williams) McKay, whose husband, the energetic Byron McKay, had made his billions in the making of various kinds of arithmetics for the amusement of lazy school-boys. Jessie's position seemed ludicrous to me, for I remember that her girlhood ambition had been to ride in a “Case.” At the same social function, I met Beauty’s Queen, the widowed Baroness de Beefsteak. Ten years and more had made the former Georgia Miller a little older. She had married the Baron de Beefsteak before the close of the Franco-Chinse war in 1924. The Baron, you will remember was the famous American strategist, Windfield Webb, who tendered his services to France in her hour of direst need. One gallant service after another brough honor upon honor, shortly after he was decorated with the grand cross of the Order of the Holy Horse-tooth and had received his baronetcy, he gave his life gloriously in the battle of Pingpong. Moving again, I stood in the Coliseum that pigmied the one of old Rome; it was in Chicago where women ruled. From a rostrum before an immense concourse of people, I heard the voice of a wonderful woman Webster playing on the heart-strings of her auditors as Beethoven his harpischord. Her persuasive pathos moved the strong women to tears, and I recognized the pleading in spite of the great volume of voice. It was Antionette Ac-quino, that greatest politician of the day, who was bringing to a successful finale her campaign to add an amendment to the Constitution of he Common Wealth of Illinois, guaranteeing wives the inalienable privilege of beating their husbands. “And by the way,” I said to a weeping listener, “what is that dried-up semblance of a man attached to her apron-strings?” Oh! that is her husband, all that is left of the former Cluster Masdon. Poor man, I remember him as a lad twelve years ago when he used to hang after her of his own accord. Passing by the Coliseum, my attention was drawn to a beating drum and a high-pitehed staccato voice that sounded very familiar. On an adjacent street corner, from the regal bright lights of a soap box, I found Hester Hawkins, the reformed chewing gum fiend, preaching to others of the iniquitous way from which she had turned. The decidedly henpecked beater of the drum proved to be her husband, Sam Hanley. He told me, on my making inquiries that Jack Powell was pastor of the 3rd. Baptist church in Caruthersville, Missouri, and that his home was overseen by the former Daisy Wa'.ker. This struck my humorous side, thinking of Daisy, who had always been so meek and quiet, being married to that loud and boisterous Jack Powell, who had been so ambitious to be a good horse doctor. Thus hearing of dear old Caruthersville made me wish to be there and I was there. Most of the faces were strange. However, I finally ran into Lawyer Floyd Cain as I got off the street car at the corner of Mud and Slush Streets. He told me that he had just been elected Justice of the Peace and insisted that I go home with him to tell his wife. I found that he lived in a rather plain residence on Goose Alley, When he broke the good news to his wife, formerly Lelia Cunningham, seven little Cains “beat out” the question, “are we all J. P’s too?” Lelia answered with the characteristic directness, ‘No, no, nobody but just me and your ‘pappy.” This commanding position of Floyd’s in his own home town reminded me of his boyhood ambition, he had always wanted to whip a policeman, and Lelia, why she used to wonder what would happen if one tossed an egg into an electric fan. Strange—isn’t it, how maturity falls far short from the ambitious youth. Well, I spent a cheerful evening at Lawyer Floyd's and many were the days of the past that we lived o’er again. Particularly did we take of 1919 and 1920, talked of those who had passed to the Great Beyond and especially of those who still traverse the ways and byways of the Earth. Floyd told me that Edith (Farris) the wife of the enterprising farmer, Tom Hopper, made the best butter that they could buy. He also mentioned many times during the evening his friend Tom Markey, Sheriff of Pemiscot County who had grown firm in his bashful opinion that nobody loves a fat man. Cleo McCoy was a section foreman and I remembered that he had once studied Hebrew and Sanskrit at the University of Tappaskega. Clay Garrett too had developed big feet enough to qualify as city marshall of Caruthersville and had a fine home, presided over by Pearl Hall of former times. Virginia Taylor who never cared for the boys, was teaching German in Caruthersville’s new million dollar high school. And too, very interesting was the fact that Fern Nall had a chicken farm in Hayti, one of the most noted suburbs and besides being a cranky old maid, was the most noted hen-ologist in the land, having recently overjoyed the reading public by the publication of her latest book “How to Prevent Hens from Setting on Door Knobs.” Well, well, well, I didn’t have the heart to tell Lawyer Cain and his good family that I was just a ghost on a wild goose chase from the pearly city, he had never heard of my demise just as I was successfully bringing to a close a series of practical demonstrations to prove that school teachers could live on a diet of sliced moonshine and morning mist, seasoned with a little dew, so I bid them a friendly adieu and got in just as St. Peter was closing up for the night. —FINIS. SANTA CLAUSE LETTER Caruthersville, Missouri, December 12, 1919. Dear Santa:— I am a little boy fifteen year old and they call me “Tubby.” I want a little erector set, some A. B. C. blocks, a tricycle, come fruits, nuts and candy. Your little friend, BOB CUNNINGHAM. ( ICOSS-QI KSTIONS WITH THOUGHTFUL ANSWERS. 1 Question—What coin is most prec ous to Ruby Bondurant? Answer—Nickles (Vernie Nichols). 2 Ques.—Why is My Goodin so much like dough? Ans.— Because we all need him. 3 Ques.—What is Edith Farris’ most favor te chair? Ans.—Morris. 4 Ques.—Where would Dennis Cain like to spend his Sunday afternoons Ans.—At the Park’s. ! Ques.—What fuel does Floyd Cain like best? Ans.—Cole (Coal). 6 Ques.—What wood is most preferable to the majority of H. S. students Ans.—Oesch (Ash). 7 Ques.—What kind of nails does Mary Jackson like to drive? Ans.—Rusty. 8 Ques.—Does an overcoat need sleeves? Ans.— Ask John Stancil. 9 Ques.—What is Joe Miller’s favorite flower? Ans.—Violet. 10 Ques.—What part of the carnival does Willard Morris like best? Ans.—Farris wheel. 11 Ques.—What kind of so 1 does Pauline Masdon like best? Ans.—Clay. 12 Ques.—What position does Laura Bell wish to fill? Ans.—Wants to be a Marshall. 13 Ques.—What farm task does the H. S. dread most? Ans.—Minding the Fields. 14 Ques.—Why does Melvin Ashley work at the bakery? Ans.—Because he likes “Pie.” 1 5 Ques.—What is Hattie Cunningham’s favorite blue ng? Ans.—Eddy’s. 16 Ques.—How does Antoinette like her beaus to call? Ans.—In a Cluster. 17 Ques.—What color does Marguerite Bloker like best? Ans.—Green. 18 Ques.—What kind of candy does Mr. Oesch like best? Ans.—Jacobs. 19 Ques.—What is Ethel Adams’ favorite car? Ans.—Chandler. 20 Ques.—What meat does Eddie Juden 1 ke best? Ans.—A (Cunning) ham. 21 Ques.—What gum does Jessie chew most? Ans.—(Long) Tom. 2 2 Ques.—What kind of wine does Virginia like best? Ans.- (Castle) “berry cordial” (le). 23 Ques.—What is Violet Gaddy’s favorite art de of hardware. Ans.- “Tub” (y). 24 Ques.—What planet is Herman Jumper most interested in? Ans. Comet. 25 Ques.—What style of car does Miss IIliters like best? Ans.—A Coupe. 20 Ques.—What is Robert Hawkins’ future destiny? Ans.—“Hell” (en G.) 27 Ques.—How do the C. H. S. students refer to their superintendent? Ans.—He’s a “Good ’en.” 28 Ques.—What form of man’s clothing does Freddie McCoy like best? Ans.— (“Prince”) “Albert.” FK.WK WILKS’ SOLILOQUY AT AGE OF 105. I saw Maggie home from singing school And worshiped her most truly. Till pretty Lucille came along And made my heart unruly. I waited on her hand and foot, I used to fetch and carry, I thought her queen of all the girls Until I saw sweet Mary. Then Mary reigned a little while The idol of my heart, T 11 Florence stepped in between And drifted us apart. But Florence was such a flirt She drove me raving crazy, I’d be in the asylum now. But I was saved by Daisy. Daisy was a jolly girl; Her pies were simply pretty, But when it came to butter cakes The ribbons went to Freddie. Then after Freddie came Ethel, And after her came Georg a. I never knew which I loved the best Because I loved so many. And so I wandered on and on From one girl to another. Now every one of them is wed And I stay home with mother. SELECT YOUR OWN TITLE. There is always something different in anything. No matter how small or n what class, But the thing that distinguished the Kennett game Was Jack..............and his forward pass. EXTRACTS FROM A “COOKING GIRLS”” NOTEBOOK. Boiled Fish—Place the bird n a kettle of cold water and let it boil so gently that the water will remain about as warm as a June day. By so doing the fish can swim about in the kettle and come to the table along with the other guests in a not overheated condition. It will require about e'ght minutes to cook a fish weighing one pound and, of course, only four minutes to cook one weighing twice as much. To Fry Fish—Remove the works from the inter or department; pick off the scales; remove the teeth, and fry in a frying pan or anything else which fancy dictates. Chicken Croquettes—Having stunned a heavy set hen, croquet the dark meat through three wickets. Loose croquet the bust and other blonde meat until you are a rover. Chop it all up and add something to make it stick together, mould into sausages, roll in basswood sawdust (the croquettes, not yourself) and fry in red-hot lard. Angel Cake—Chop up green apples, rais ns, bananas and citron in quantities to suit; stick them in dough, feed to the children and the angel part will materialize. HOUSEHOLD HINTS. To Tell a Bad Egg—This depends entirely upon what you wish to tell the egg. If it be bad news brake it gently. This appl es 'both to the communication and the fruit. The former had better be made by telephone, with the safety plug in position. To Jce Water Last—Prepare everything else first. Dear Heart”: CAN VOlT BEAT THIS? Missouri.” At Twilight,” When Shadows Fall,” I’m Just a-Wearyin For You” to Tell Mo the Old, Old Story.” I’m Afraid I’m Beginning to Love You,” as Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder.” Can’t You See I’m Lonely,” Honey Dear?” When I Think of You,” All Alone,” All I Can Do Is Just Love You.” When F rst We Met,” Down By the Old Mill Stream,” In the Shadows” of The Trail of the Lonesome Pine,” you were First and Only,” or Was It a Dream?”— A Maiden’s Dream”? In School Days” you were Just My Style” and Always” Just a Little Smile” mode A Perfect Day,” but When We Parted” you were Waiting for a Certain Girl” ( I’m Smiling to Hide My Tears”). Night and Day” dur'ng Winter” I called you My Sweetheart,” but I Never Knew” O! the Men!” If I But Knew” The Man I Love” was Dreaming” For the Two of Us”! When You Feel a Little Longing in Your Heart” for The Little Grey Home in the West” For Two,” then Bluebirds Bring Back My Happiness.” I Think You Absolutely WonderfuT’and I Hate to Lose You,” and If You Loved Anybody but Me” I’d think There’s Nothing on the Level Any More,” and Consequences” would be, I’d need Sympathy.” You haven’t Forgotten” the Dreams of Long Ago,” Sweetheart Days?” In 4 Every Little Moment” you were Teasing.” Love Me Just Because,” and All I Can Do Is Just Love You” Till the Sands of the Desert Grow Cold.” Keep the Home Fires Burning” and Smile, Smile Smile.” There’s a Long, Long Trail” to The Road to Home. Sweet Home,” but when you are Homeward Bound” I’ll be Waiting” with A L’ttle Love, a Little Kiss,” and Sooner or Later,” Sometimes,” Some Sunday Morning”— Tf Dreams Come True” -- Don’t Tell.” Please Keep Me Young in Your Heart.” You’re the ideal of My Dreams,” and I Want the Right to Love.” God Be With You Till We Meet Again.” A Fond Farewell,” Mary.” Mary”: I’m Lonesome” for You—Just You” and I’ll Be Happy When the Preacher Makes You Mine.” “I’m Building Castles” for you. Meet Me in Sweetheart Land.” Mickey.” HERE THEY ARE! ! ! In the Senior Class there are to be seen Exactly a number equal to thirteen. There’s Ethel Adams, for one; Her office hours are one-one to won-won. Our musician is Miss Helen Cole; She plays so well that she plays at the show. Herman Jumper is very good in art, But does better in breaking girls’ hearts. Freddie McCoy—gee. how she does talk! She rides to school when she doesn’t walk. Helen said, “If Eddie Juden wasn’t so rude, He’d put me in mind of a good-looking dude.’’ Eunice Kelley, a good-looking school marm; There’s not a poor creature she would harm. The present is “see, past “saw, future “to be seen.” Please let me introduce M ss Clara Green. Daisy Walker’s occupation is down at the creek Fishing for a good-looking Greek. Where does Virginia buy her candy? At W. D.’s. cause it’s so handy. And Florence Comet, do you know, Sits with her fellers all in a row. Jessie Williams is always in some kind of a race When she sn’t car-riding in Jim Tom’s “Case. And Pearl Arthur, one of the thirteen. Who is not often heard, but always seen. B but never Bi Motto of the Seniors, so says “Pat. F. N. ’22. WE WONDER— —Why Ethel Adams keeps her money in the First National Bank? —What kind of support the wives of the Senior boys will get if those boys work as hard at everything as they do on the Cotton Blossom? —If Helen and Eddie have their license yet? —Why is t Miss Huters never gets stung around a Bee Hive? --Why Jessie likes to ride in a Case ? —Where Herman gets his “wit ? — Why Mr. Oesch likes to go to Fornfelt? —When Mrs. Fields’ source of knowledge will bo exhausted? -Will Freddie ever “Grow up? — Why students study when the inspector comes? —Where, oh, where, can a source of inspiration be found? portageville debate. “Tell us not in mournful numbers Life is but an empty dream.” Weren't we almost laid to slumber When we met the Portageville team? The plot of this story had its beginning from the fact that Caruthersville High School this year entered the Missouri debating league. But when the plot really begins to thicken is on the morning of December 12, 1920. Two personages, by name Dow Edgerton and Kathryn Hale, having been duly instructed in the science of debating, assembled w’th their coach, Mrs. Fields, upon the platform of the Frisco depot. ODject: To make a journey to the “Wide place in the road, called by conductors for short. Portagev lie. Did the sun ever shine more brightly than on that morning when it lightened and Piled with hope the hearts of these two who were to defend, for the glory of the crimson and wh'te, the negative side of the question, “Resolved, that the National Government ot ihe United States should own and control the Merchant Marine.” Oh, why! Oh! why! could they not have seen the clouds which darkened the di«vant horizon, the same clouds wh ch a few hours later caused the soil of Portageville to become puddled and our language to become muddled? But who can have dark forebodings when friends cheer and bid you godspeed? And so the train rolled out of Caruthersville. On account of the judges not arriving until late the debate did not begin unt 1 10 p. m. After an hour’s expostulation on both sides plus a little “Vox preterea nihil,” the three slips of paper bearing the decisions of the judges were brought forward and laid upon a table. Oh what suspense! Mrs. Fields says that in literature it is called the dramatic moment. If so, drama is wearing on one’s nerves. Well, the chairman arose, stood before the table, looked at the little folded slips of paper, glanced at the audience, spoke a word of appreciation for their kind attention, glanced back at the papers, picked up one, and finally decided to open it. Ah!, tragic moment! The decision was—awful. We must now pass on for what language is capable of expressing the agony and pent-up emotions of the human soul? If you w'ish to know if defeat tastes bitter ask Portageville. We seem to have a recollection that they met Sikeston not long ago. As for the two aforesaid Caruthersville debaters, they have fully recovered, and under the able instruction of Mrs. Fields hope to come back again next year and with vengeance in their hearts. Calendar “Time rolls his ceaseless course.”—John Milton. SEPTEMBER Monday, 8.—School opens with the usual rush and enthusiasm. Tuesday, 9.—The ordering of books and making of program. Wednesday, 10.—Freshies already disclosing their importance. Thursday, 11.—General “clean-up” in domestic science room. Friday, 12.—Whew! ! ! ONE WEEK. Monday, 15.—Special course in lecturing, by Mr. Goodin. No. 1. Tuesday, 16.—The Senior class elects class and annual staff officers. Wednesday, 17.—Afternoon spent in organizing activities. Thursday, 18.—Sounding of pots and pans from Science room. Friday, 19.—Everybody is trying to find something that will ryme with Hayti. Monday, 22.—Everything dam—p bad, including the weather. Tuesday, 23.—Pep! Pep! Pep! Everybody’s got it. Wednesday, 24.—Usual sale of tickest for first football game. Thursday, 25.—Hayti, Hayti, poor old Hayti is cremated today. Friday, 26.—First football game of the season. Hayti vs. Caruthersville. Score 13-13. Monday, 29.—Seniors decide to give reception in honor of faculty on Thurs. night. Tuesday, 30.—The invitations are written and presented with due ceremony. OCTOBER Wednesday, 1.—The baking of the “big cake.” Who were the cooks? V. E. Thursday, 2.—-The eventful day arrives. Everything done at last! Friday, 3.—What’s the matter with the teachers? Ate too much. Wednesday, 8.—Agriculture and Cooking classes visit the Fair to judge eats, both canned and otherwise. Thursday and Friday, 9 and 10.—Fair days in spite of rain. Saturday, 11.—Caruthersville football boys meet their “Waterloo” at Sikeston. Monday, 13.—Pupils talk their heads off selling Lyceum tickets. Friday, 17.—Kennett and Caruthersville clash in football game. Strange to say, the glory went to Kennett’s head. Saturday, 18.—Memphis’ Central High “runs up here for a little romp.” Monday, 20.—Rev. Montgomery delivered an inspiring address on “Preparedness.” Susan! Susan! Susan!” Tuesday, 21.—First Lyceum number. Thomas Brooks Fletcher. Wednesday, 22.—More lectui'es. “Grass-hoppering around” the subject. Thursday, 23.—Mr. McGrovey entertains the High School for an hour with songs and jokes. Friday, 24.—Big tacky party at the Gym. Who won the prize? Monday, 27.—Raining again. How dreary. Wednesday, 29.—Mr. Oesch has a birthday. Age somewhere between 29 and 49. Friday, 31.—Everybody in big rush. Two games and a Halowe'en entertainment at Mrs. Amiel Price’s home. CALENDAR—Continued NOVEMBER Friday, 7.—Boy’s football team goes to Blythesville and gets defeated. Illmo basket ball girls come here and get defeated. Monday, 10.—A lecture on “The Merits of the Students of Blythesville High.’’ Some of the pupils got the lesson intended. Tuesday, 11.—Who ate the marmalade? ? ? Wednesday, 12.—W. D’s “gang and “Smith’s gang” play basket ball. Wonder how Smith’s won? ? Thursday, 13.—What’s the matter with Oesch? He’s alright. Who’s alright? OESCH. Saturday, 15.—Having school today so we can have two days to eat turkey. Monday, 17.—A mouse got in the girl’s dressing room and a series of shrieks, war-whoops, and such sounds issued forth to disturb the “gentle folk.’’ Tuesday, 18.—Several new stunts are being learned by the basket ball girls. Wednesday, 19.—The report cards are given out. Some people have frowns on their faces. Wonder why? General class “pep” meeting. Every class reports 100 per cent at the “Turkey day’’ game. Three annual staff members take some pictures of rural scenes for the annual. Thursday, 20.—Juniors are trying to go “over the top” today in selling football and basketball tickets. Friday, 21.—Well, Osceola comes down today to play basketball. Strange they are so self confident. Well, well, well, we won. Monday, 24.—Everybody smiling, especially Violet—she got a ride in an aeroplane. Tuesday, 25.—Work hard, for a glad time is coming. Wednesday, 26.—Mr. Oesch informs several of the boys to replace broken window lights. Of course they will? ? School is dismissed for Thanksgiving holidays. Thursday, 27.—Sorry to say our boys ate too much turkey and couldn’t play football today. Hayti was rather “swell-headed’’ after five o’clock. Friday, 28.—Second number of the Lyceum course. A very delightful program was rendered. DECEMBER Monday, 1.—Everybody turns a new leaf for this month. Annual staff meeting and a big rush to get a pennant before the Juniors do. Seniors take pictures of themselves and the faculty. Tuesday, 2.—Seniors have their pennant made and up in auditorium by 10 p. m. Wednesday, 3.—Where did the Seniors’ pennant disappear to? Ask the Juniors. Thursday, 4.—A series of class fights. The champion was a Sophomore—not a Senior. Friday, 19.—School is dismissed for Christmas holidays. The High School has a Christmas tree. The basketball boys go to Fornfelt. Monday, 29.—Everybody is back again looking happy. What is the matter with Mr. Oesch? He looks younger by ten years. Wednesday, 31.—-Why so sleepy? Surely there is nothing amiss. CALENDAR—Co Vmucci JANUARY Thursday, 1.—This is leap year girls, now is your chance. Friday, 2.—This is Miss Huters’ week to keep study hall. Monday, 5.—This is how she looks down stairs--------------- Tuesday, 6.—This is the way she looks upstairs. Wednesday, 7.—She is getting worn out from the strain. Friday, 9.—Girl’s basketball team goes to Fornfelt and Illmo. Monday, 12.—We beat them—half of them, I mean. Wednesday, 28.—Mr. King, sent out by the Government to talk on thrift. Mr Smith from Cape Girardeau Normal said he was sent out by the school to talk on “ most anything.” Friday, 30.—The Means-Anderson Company comes. Everybody voices their delight. Saturday, 31.—“Lizzie” didn’t run fast enough. Wonder why? FEBRUARY Monday, 2.—Rev. Peal visits school and makes a fine talk on “Fundamentals of Success.” Tuesday, 3.—Remember the box-supper tonight. Be there without fail. All Seniors present? ? ? Wednesday, 4.—Basketball girls have pictures made for the annual. Lawrence finds the “achu” in Massachusetts. Thursday, 5.—Dr. Setzer talks on “Concentration—Key to Success.” “Be sure you’re right and then go ahead.” Monday, 9.—The basketball girls drill in auditorium to “show off” their new sweaters. Tuesday, 10.—Three of the annual staff go out soliciting ads. Not much success however. Wednesday, 11.—“Laugh and Grow Fat.” Mrs. Fields has evidently never laughed. MARCH, APRIL, MAY Lots of interesting things will happen during these three months, but cannot be recorded, as annual goes to press March 15. TRACK PROSPECTS (MARCH 10) Putting shots, hammers, javelins, hand-grenades, a discus, vaulting poles, and other materials was recently ordered to supplement the equipment for track already owned by C. H. S. Thirty-five athletes are reporting for track, and C. H. S. plans to participate in the S. E. Mo.—N. E. Ark. Meet at Paragould, Ark; and at the S. E. Mo. Meet at Cape Girardeau, Mo. Also there is some likelihood of there being a dual meet between this school and Blytheville, Ark., or Charleston, Mo. ALUMNI “Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweet'ner of life! and solder of society !M —Robert Blair. CLASS OF ISiML'O?. COLORS: Apple Green and White. Mayme Far's Willie Faris John Calvin Faris Tom Secoy CLASS OF 1897-’1)8. COLORS: White and Gold. MOTTO: Today we launch our hark whither shall we land? Clara Huntley 'Nora Stephens CLASS OF 1898-MML There was no class this year. CLASS OF 1800-1000. COLORS: Old Rose and White. MOTTO: Omnia Vincimus. (We conquer all things.) Charles Huntley Clara Latshaw Sam R'chards James Sudburry CLASS OF lOOO-’OI. COLORS: Purple and Gold. MOTTO. Per conata ad triumphum. (Through trials to triumph.) ♦ Elizabeth Huntley Mary Eloise Latshaw Elizabeth Wiermann Frank Dudley CLASS OF 10O1-’O2. COLORS: Red and Green. MOTTO: Fortes fortuna adiuvat. (Fortune favors the brave.) Claude Scoggin Ollie Powell Liston Hazel Myrtle Stephens Lily Steele Hannah Steele CLASS OF 1002-’0:L COLORS: Black and Geld. MOTTO: Omnia Vincimus. (We conquer all things.) Robbie Pullen Lucille Allen Claude Hazel Clyde Shepard Mike Alvey Link Sisk Almore Huntley CLASS OF 1903-’04. COLORS: White and Green. MOTTO: Ad incognitis Ayris Eximus (We depart for fields unknow?. Ralph Pinion Bessie Ballard Georgia Black Susie Elder Lena Hazel Ira Ganiway Joe Latshaw Jose La Forge Dayton Pinion Kate Rayburn Nelle Roberts John Sawyer Ed 'Smyth William Wilks ALUMNI—Conti ttued CLASS OF 1004 Ad die Ballard Floyd Ballard Tom Bader Edgar Bigham Della Byrd Austin McCutchen Wesley Rogers Kathleen Sanders Maysel Wilks CLASS OF 1005- Noah Alvey Clyde Farrow Jay J. Johnston William A. Joplin Victor Malloure Hugh T stadt Virginia Reynolds CLASS OF 1000 Joseph Brasher Dorothy Byrd Nelle Carleton Mayme Hale James Hopper Essie Johnston Lillian Lawhorn Maud Smyth Ripley Wilson Charles Watson ’05. ('LASS OF 1007-’08. flattie Brasher Ben Elder Clarence Green Harro Malloure Vera Smithe CLASS OF 1008-00. Carolyn Atkins Linnie Borer Nell e Lee Dorroh Hettie Hale. '00. Clarence Malloure John McCutcheon Lutheria Pulliam Crews Reynolds Flora Rutherford Ruth Sanders Zula Stevens Edith Tisdat CLASS OF 1909-’10. Mary Aymett Nelle Elder Raymond Farrow Lucille Lacey Allen Peattie CLASS OF 1910-’1 1. Rood Cunningham Lucy Johnston Tilford Patmore Frances Reynolds Roger Smith Margaret Tinsley Frank Wilks ALUMNI—Continued CLASS OK 1911-12. COLORS: Royal Blue and Gold. MOTTO. We launch to anchor, where? Jeanette Powell Eula Adams Oscar Farrow Agatha LaForge Pauline McFarland Ruth Smyth Moll'e Welsh Eva Etherly CLASS OF 1912-’13. COLORS: Wistaria and Green. MOTTO: Not at the top but combing. Max Willett Mattie Laster Vera Musgrave CLASS OF 1913-'14. COLORS: Purple and White. Sidney Oates Cecil Cassidy Rena Cassidy Robert Shade Varius Oates Bailey Brooks Mitchell Wolfson Henry Byars Clay Malloure Frank Cunningham CLASS OK lit 11-' 15. COLORS: Red and White. MOTTO: Not for ourselves but others. Eula Borer Willard Ray Minnie Sawyer Lavina Wilks CLASS OK 1913-’10. COLORS: Red and White. MOTTO: Out of school life into life’ school. Christine Rogers Maur’ne Cunningham Aquilla Green Pearl Hearn Benphrey Jumper Carrie Myrick Jeff Petty 'Curtner Pierce Shirley Sides Frank Smyth Wade Thompson Olin Tilman Frances Tinsley Van Wilks CLASS OF 1916-’17. MOTTO: Aim ever at the best. COLORS. Nile Green and Old Rose. Berenice Rogers Roy L. Farrow Hunt Hart Howard Cunningham Faris Cunningham Lauretta Hale Luther Curtner Edna Cunningham Emma Shepard Cora Warden Gladys Nichols Sylvia Stancil Mildred Warden Pauline Wolfson ALUMNI—Continued CLASvS OF 1917-’18. COLORS: Purple and Gold. MOTTO: Laugh and the world laughs with you. Ruth Pollock Lilburn Green Mary Byars Margaret Wilks Etta Sawyer Flora Heart Jos'e Hawkins John Averill Allie Adams Kathryn Reynolds Harry Wolfson Pauline Williams Agnes Ridgley Janice LaForge CLASS OF 1918-’l9. COLORS: Wisteria and Green. MOTTO: A little learning is a gerous thing. Ed:th Tilman Lorene Smith Estella Hooper Forthelia Mathews Mamie Herndon James Miller William Byars Francis Crenshaw Mable Cromeens Paul Hale Means Valedictorian. dan- In Appreciation The Cotton Blossom Staff wishes to thank the following people with whose help this volume was made a success: MR. E. H. OESCH and Mrs. GRACE FIELDS. Faculty Advisers. MISS MARGUERITE BLOKER. MISS GLADYS SILER. MISS FERN NALL. MISS HELEN GOODIN. MISS ROLLE. MISS MARY JACKSON. MR. J. J. GALLIAN. MR. SAM HANLEY. MR. TOM MARKEY. MR. FRED WATKINS Afterword To you, the readers of this issue of the Cotton Blossom, we wish to say that we have tried to give you an insight into the life of the C. H. S students. If in this book anything has been said that you have appreciated or enjoyed, your appreciation and pleasure has been our most desired reward. Plant YOUR MONEY in. OUR BANK while you are young. Your . 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We want your business. SINCERELY, Cunningham Store Combany CALL 59 FOR Coal and Ice GALLOWAY—TOWNER—GIPSY and ILLINOIS COAL BROWN BILLINGS B. A. JUMPER, Manager. FULL WEIGHTS We wish to thank the merchants who have so heartily given us their support and hope that the readers will give their ads careful consideration. Phone 296 1502 Ward Ave. GEO. DOYLE Stock Fresh and Complete Staple and Fancy GROCERIES Our Produce and Fruits Will Appeal to You. STANDARD of Indiana LIBERTY Theatre SERVICE Where you will see your favor- Gasoline and Oils ite players and stars. Drive up and let us fill up your tank. W. 5th. St. Jeff Green, Agt. We Feature Features I. W. RODGERS Manager. For Live JB Snappy Dependable News L. B. NELSON Read COAL COMPANY High Grade Steam and Domestic Coal The Republican PHONE 250 Caruthersville, Mo. “Watch Us Grow”