Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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the stage with its scenery, and the actors growing into life- like size. Hamlet is presented. PI see the Hamlet of the occasion all in black, walking slowly and reading. Then, as Polonius addresses him with, What do you read, my Lord?,' I hear the answer, Words, words, words. Surely I have heard that voice before, yes, even the face seems familiar and, as he turns to the audience, I recognize Eoline Hand. A scene of a well illed courthouse is next, and a lawyer with features so closely resembling those of Florence Keil- holtz that there can be no possibility of error, is defending a man for stealing an horse. This appears to be her first case. Three witnesses have sworn that they saw the man commit the deed, but with a scornful laugh and an air of conidence, our lawyer replies, My case is already won, you can only produce three witnesses who say they saw the deed, while I can produce three hundred who can swear they never saw the man steal that horse. The next scene brings before my astonished gaze a body of United States Senators. Anxiously I watch the faces, but there is no Well known form, none. Yes, the last one seen, is the familiar face of Walter Prentice. Another scene is brought to view, soon recognized as that of the Repre- sentatives. Fortune kindly lends her aid, and I have no difficulty in making out four former members of the class of ninety-nine. In the Chairman of the Ways and Means Com- mittee is Maurice Griffin, while occupying seats near by are Jay Thorp and Clarence Hade. Just then the Speaker of the House appears, and I behold Albert Payne. As the shadows of these very wise men fade from sight, the inte- rior of a dancing hall appears. I hear the sweet strains of music and see the graceful dancers just learning the May- pole dance, while in the learned instructors I see Katharine Tracy and Helen Dougherty. But, hark, the familiar strains of the Star Spangled Banner are heard, then up a long and Wide street appears a regiment. With a sun-burned but

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a room, beautiful in all its appointments, appears, the home of the Honorable Clarence Brown, and by his side is a face too little changed not to be easily recognized as a person once known as Bessie Cannan. In direct contrast to the last two scenes, is the next. A lady, surrounded by every luxury that wealth can afford, sits quietly thinking, now and then humming the mournful refrain, O for a man, my kingdom for a man. Long I try to place her, and at last the name flashes across my memory, Helen Ayers. The next shows only a large office door on which is engraved, Miss Tiernan, composeriof compositions in which the essential parts are the beginning and the end. By the appearance it is evident that she has succeeded, for it is a well remembered fact, that she, of all the members of that famous class, was the only one who could see the brightness of her future before her. But see, a tall church-spire begins to appear, then the outlines of a beautiful church. Carriage after carriage ap- proaches, and the first one stops, a bride alights, and I see, can it be true? Bessie Norris, the companion of my school days. Just as this fades from sight, another takes its place, showing a large white wagon with pyramid upon pyramid of bottles of every shape and size piled high, while on the white sides of the wagon is printed in flaring letters, Use Logan's Hair Tonic, Best on Earth. Following closely is a photographerts room, with two young ladies bending over a newly developed plate, suddenly one of them, of a poeti- cal turn of mind, after having viewed the plate earnestly, repeats, I photograph with joyous zeal, And then implore my filmy prize, In rosy darkness to reveal Its charming secrets to my eyes, And then, Oh, joy desired and dear, The film responds, as I irnplore- I see the pictured face appear, V And wonder, whom I meant it for? As the door closes, I read, The Misses Whittlesey, Photog- raphers. Gradually the outlines of a theatre appear, then

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happy face, is a most commanding form, mounted on a magnificent black steed. Just as he appears there comes from the vast crowd, as with one voice, H Three cheers for General Corkery, who, with his gallant army, has forever crushed the power of hated Spain, and made her one more land annexed to our glorious United States? The interior of a lecture room is the next scene, and I have no difliculty in making out the speaker as Maggie Mc- Kinnang but what a wonderful voice, developed by stand- ing, like Demosthenes of old, beside the mighty roaring of the wavesof the ocean, and speaking above that terrible noise. Before I could gain much of her talk on Woman's Rights, the scene faded quickly away, but is soon replaced by a view of Purdue University, showing the president busily engaged in talking to his chosen life companion, soon rec- ognized'as Miss VonBeseler. The next represents a dining- room scene, with a newly married couple partaking of their first meal cooked by the dear little wife. Proudly she pas- ses the biscuits made by her own little hands. Hesitatingly he takes one, tastes it, then lays it quietly to one side. At this, his much astonished wife asks why he does not nnish it, and Mr. Will Fague replies, It does not taste just like my mother used to make, but seeing the expression on his companion's face, he quickly adds, I mean, my dear, I am not at all hungry. Then Mrs. Ruth Brockway-Fague tear- fully reproaches him, and as the scene fades away the young husband is vainly trying to soothe her wounded feelings. Quickly another scene follows. At first I see absolutely nothing but a blue sky,-but see, a faint dot appears in the deep blue, rapidly growing larger, and as it draws nearer it becomes a most magnihcently constructed air ship. Slowly it descends to the ground and out step the inventors, Mr. Weiland and Mr. Nettleman, having completed a successful journey around the world. A great auditorium is now disclosed. It is the last night of the opera. The great building is filled with thous-