Central High School - Mirror Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

Text from Pages 1 - 144 of the 1915 volume:

r University of Alabama CAPSTONE OF PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM OF ALABAMA Letters. Science, Engineering. Education. Law. Medicine SUMMER SCHOOL A Standard Institution of Learning Modem Buildings and Equipment. One hundred and thirty-five Instructors. One thousand three hundred and fifty students All friends cjf higher education in Alabama arc invited to consider the impartial and expert classification of the University of Alabama by the National Bureau of Education at Washington and by the Carnegie Foundation at New York, the only recognized standardizing agencies in the country. President Pritchett, of the Carnegie Foundation, in referring to the academic department, characterizes the work os “of the first grade,” while the engineering school is described as of standard excellence. Expenses exceedingly moderate. Next term begins September 13, 1915. For Catalogue address GEORGE H. DENNY. M. A., Ph. D., LL. D.. University. Alabama Don't forget to say, “ 1 saw your ad. in The Mirror.” —■ HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF THIS? During the Year 1914 The Mutual Life Insurance Company of New York Received from its Policy Holders - - $58,419,936.89 Its total benefits to them in the same time were $73,566,696.78 Thus the Company’s total benefits to its policy holders in one year were more than 126 per cent, of the premiums received from them in the same time. ROBERT LEE, Dist. Manager A Provide Your Child With Good Companions To l)c normal a child must have good playmates. The child must have the properly ventilated sleeping room and plenty of fresh-air exercise. The preceding qualities do not constitute all the essentials of good health—the hoy or girl must have proper food. There is no doubt that HOLSUM BREAD OR HOLSUM CAKE IS THE MOST NOURISH INC. HIGHLAND BAKERY Avenue F and 20th Street Phone Main 192 Don’t forget to say, “ I saw your ad. in The Mirror.” rf- 3 DON'T BE A QUITTER You will never get to the top by simply being honest and a hard worker. Nowadays the fellow that works his way up must Know T h i n g s Use the BIRMINGHAM PUBLIC LIBRARY Don’t forget to say, “I saw your ad. in The Mirror”. J3 Y. M. C. A. CAMP DE SOTO For Boys Young Men On Lookout Mountain, Moon Lake and De Soto River. June 10th to 23rd. Finest Camp in the South. Base Ball Leagues, Tennis Tournaments, Athletics and Swimming Meets. Mountain Climbing, Fishing, Camp Fires, Etc. Excellent Meals. Camp under professional supervision. Write, phone or call for siied.il folder. BOYS’ SECRETARY. Y. M. C. A. BIRMINGHAM, AI.A. k: “Auburn 99 Alabama Polytechnic Institute Hll OLDEST SCHOOL OF TECHNOLOGY IN TIIK SOI I II Summer Session June 10 to July 21 Next Session Begins Wednesday, September K. 1015 New Building and New Equipment DEPARTMENTS . College of Engineering. and Mints—Civil, Electrical. Mechanical, Chemical, and Mining Engineering, Architecture, Metallurgy. Mechanic Arts, Technical Drawing, Machine Design, etc II. College of Agricultural Sciences- Agriculture, Horticulture, Animal Husbandry, Botany, Entomology, Chemistry. Department of Pharmacy (Four-Year. Three-Year, and Two-Year Courses). III. Academic Departments—History. English, Mathematics, Latin, (ierman, French, Physic and Astronomy. Political Economy, Psychology. I’. College of Veterinary Medicine. Rxt � «. Free tuition to residents of Alabama. fc.’o.no to non-residents. Board In Dormitory ami with private families For CalnO Qiu and Further tnl.rmati«m. AiUren CIIAS. C. THACH. LL. I).. President AUBURN, ALA. 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ALABAMA PRICE TWENTY-FIVE C m z H in i BOARD OF EDITORS EDITORS-IN-CHIEF WIT AND IIUMOR ILLUSTRATORS ALVA LOWRKV MARION CROSTIIWAIT M X IIKLDMAN ROBERT MESSER JOHN ROBERTS IIADEN BERRY LITERARY ATHLETICS BUSINESS MANAGERS MARY LOCISE GRIGGS 11AKTRIDCK DAVIS UMSTED PITTS MADELINE KEENE IIOMER StJDDIJTH EDWYN MORRIS EXCHANGES THEODORE WRIGHT ASSISTANTS FICTION GLADYSCOX MARY BERRY CLARK CLUBS JOHN ROBERTS DOROTHY WILSON PENDLETON WATSON HELEN AVERKTT MIRIAM HOSTETLER VERNA McCRORKY JOSEPH HIRSH GEORGE KRBY ANNIE MERLE HAGGARD SOCIAL MINNIE DUNN POKTRV GLADYS PICKENS MAUD GAM BILL BERYL ROGERS COM MKRCIAL CIRCULATION MANAGER EDGAR GARRISON MINNIE SCIIERR ELECTRIC GRIFFIN THIS is perhaps the Iasi time that I. The Mirror, shall ever speak to you who graduate today; therefore, listen to the farewell words of an old friend. For four years I have watched you come and go. I have heralded your successes and “joked about your failures. 1 have pros iiled you with amusement and entertainment, yet oftentimes, 1 believe I have caused you to think «� f more vital things. I have reflected upon you so much and so long, that you see I know you now, and since you must go, I want to wish you all a field of useful activity. During tin long summer months when 1 lie neglected and tin dust and cobwebs have blurred my outward vision. I am forced to look inward for comfort. I am not going to “preach,” that isn’t my nature, but may I tell you some of the truths I found in my musings? If I had not discovered them, I could never have survived those long days when all the life and laughter was gone leaving the halls big and empty and silent. Let me share them, trusting that some day when you are tired—tired and feel that effort is useless, my reflections may give you courage again. Someone has said there is no friend like an old friend, but I have found each year that those who have me in charge are as kind as the last ones; they are as interested in jxdishing me anew and as anxious for my welfare. I never forget my old friends that would be disloyal, and I enjoy thinking of the work we did together and of the good each gained from the other; but it is such a consolation to know that my new friends will love me too. and will bring me ideas I never had before. W hen you go out from B. H. S. you will leave many of the friends of “Today, but may the friends of Tomorrow’' prove dear and helpful to you. W hen I feel gloomy and deserted, 1 keep on turning until at a certain angle, I catch the sun’s rays and am bright again. The light and cheer are always there. Anyone can frown or grumble but it takes the man and woman of strength to smile in the eyes of adversity. The world has enough sorrow of its own, don't ask it to bear yours. Be strong, be broad; never let your personal troubles blind you to the burden your smaller brother is carry ing. If you want to be loved, if you want to be appreciated- if you want to be pretty, be an optimist! And now—good-bye. I shall never forget you; and remember, you have buildcd here the foundation for accomplishments worthy of the faith of those who hold anchored in their hearts an infinite trust in you and your ability. • Now that we Seniors have completed our preparatory education, what shall we do next? Shall it be business or college? 'This is a vital question that cannot be given too much thought, as our entire after lives may depend on the decision. W hat Roosevelt calls the glamour and romance of business attracts many, while others are simply tired and do not care to begin another four years of labor. Many boys do not believe that a college education is necessary to success, and therefore think it impractical. A large percentage of Birmingham High pupils attend college and all seem to be benefited by the training they receive. As Mr. Barnes says. “Although success may come without college, it will come easier, sooner and in greater measure with college. A great many of this year’s class plan to enter some institution of higher learning, and the Mirror hopes that every one of them will be amply repaid for the time s|X nt. 10 Wc, tin Mirror Hoard, wish to express our thanks to the teachers who have so unselfishly given their time and thought to the development of our mag a inc Our debt to them is great and it is with a feeling of true appreciation that we extend our gratitude. • The Council has just completed a very successful year. The president and all of the members have worked very hard to prove that student government in the school is practical. In fact, the work has I ten so effective that Mr. Brown has especially commended the work. The success of the Council this year goes to show that student government can be employed with good results in the high school. • ♦ Although there has been a cry of hard times” in the business world thi year, the Mirror has been very successful financially, and has found out many new things in this department of its work, especially, that it does not pay to let the burden of the business department rest on the shoulders of a few. ■ MIRROR BOARD A Youth’s Journey Through High School ---- ' b AVOl I'l l oner left his father’s house to sec if he could reach the far away goal called “Life.” The morning was bright and clear and a song filled his heart. To the east, stretched a long white road with palm trees on either side. This was the road to “Fame ’ The boy thought a moment. “It looks beautiful!” lie said to himself; “but when the sun shines on that white sand it will be hard on a person, who is walking.” Then he looked to the west, a bright golden road stretched before him. This was the way to “Wealth.” All along the way were l old bands of robbers, and the youth thought, since he was alone, it would be wise to choose another way. He then turned to he south. A cool, shady road met his gaze. This was the wa to Happiness.” “Pshaw, that’s too easy.” said the youth. Anybody could travel that way all you have to do is smile, and you will soon be there. At last he turned toward the north, a dark, rough road lay before him. Stones and brambles filled the path. This was the road to “Knowledge. As he stood there trying to decide which way to lake, an old man called “Common-Sense came up to him and said. My child, choose the road to Knowledge, and then when you have reached the goal of Life. Fame, Wealth and Happiness, will all come your way.” How important the Youth felt as he realized that he was on the way to Knowledge! Many other boys and girls were traveling the same path, but he believed he could lead them all some day! Bye and bye the way began to grow steep, and the grown folks called Teachers, who were trying to help them along, were not half so kind as they used to be. I )ne day. a fierce monster, called Latin, came that wav. He was a terrible beast and the youth was afraid. So he sat down and began to cry. His playmates would soon be out of ight! He reached after them, and called them in vain. Just then, two Seniors came that wav searching for some idle moments they had spent in the days of their youth. The first peered kindly over his “specs” at the lad, while the second one scratched his bald head and said, “Why so sad, little one?” On hearing his trouble, they smiled and each lent him a helping hand, and all three started on the upward way. with lighter hearts than before. Gradually the road grew wider and not very far away was a bright light, at sight of which footsteps grew lighter. The Youth smiled and bent close to his books, that no small opportunity to learn might be lost. Just at that moment. Miss Frivolity came along. “Good morning, sir, she said. How can you study so. this beautiful May morning? The flowers arc so bright and the air is so sweet. I feel more like dancing. W ill you come walk under my new parasol? I just got it this morning and you will be the first one to walk under it. Do look at that beautiful white 13 cloud! How I wish we were on a fleecy white cloud, with nothing to do. I� tit sail, way up in the air. and listen to the birds! So she chattered away, while the poor boy stood and listened, with eyes very bright, and books forgotten! “Look out, she said, as she skipped away, and the Youth fell in a puddle of mud called Despair. What's the use of trying any way? he thought. It is such a long way to go! Then the light began to shine very brightly and the tall figure of a woman, dressed in white, appeared to him. Don’t give up when the goal is so near. she slid. My name is Hope, and if you have faith and believe, I will help you out. So she took hold of his hand and pulled him out. and lo, he was almost there! The light shone so brightly and the distance was so short and smooth that the Youth began to run. At last, with a sigh of relief, he sat down to rest by the side of a gate, over which the word Life was written in bright, shining letters. Looking back over the way he had come he wondered why it had seemed so hard. It was surely a beautiful road to travel, and somehow the Youth wanted to go back and try it over. On the other side of the gate was a wonderful, throbbing city. The Youth thought a moment. Would he be glad or would lie regret it when he had reached the other side? As he sat there thinking. Knowledge appeared with a diploma his passport to the wonderful City of Life. I. lie He Martin. 17. The Way of Life It's a brief way. honey, But the weather once was sunny. And the stars beamed in beauty in the sky; Then kiss your hand to sorrow; If we drift away tomorrow. It’s thank God, my honey, and good-bye. It’s a brief way, my honey, But your smile it made it sunny, And the song was sweeter for-the sigh; Lor all that comes hereafter We had sweetest love and laughter. Then thank God, my honey, and good-bye. Edivyn Morris, lb. 11 r. r - - Three Chums IT WAS commencement night in the large college of Williamsburg. I he diplomas had just been awarded to the eighty-five graduates who had toiled so hard for four years. The last strains of the class song died on the ears of the audience as the graduates filed out in order. As The Three made their way to the room they occupied jointly, they brandished their diplomas joyfully. These boys. Roy Jackson. I'red Davis and Henry Wilson, had been close companions during their college years, so it was with a certain reluctance that they set about their packing. Henry and Fred were to leave on an early morning train; and even the light-hearted Roy realized that from this time forth The Three” would be widely separated. “Well. I’m through.” sighed Fred as he f1op|ied down on the bed. I can almost hear that 7:10 train pulling in already, can’t you. Henry? ('.ere. I'll be glad to see the folks at home. I suppose Dad will take me into his law firm the minute I hit the station. That’s what he sent me here for. You'll hang out your M. D. shingle at once, won’t you, Henry? No telling what I'll do. sighed Roy, the pessimist of the trio. ”1 haven’t any more plans now than 1 had the day I started to kindergarten.” Oh. you can get a job as messenger boy anywhere, laughed Fred, jokingly. You could get a job if you would get down to earnest work. said Henry. You haven’t done any studying since you’ve been in college. You've wasted your time and barely got your diploma, and what’s more, you “Aw, can that. Henry,” groaned Roy. You certainly will miss your calling if you are a doctor instead of a preacher. Why, you could make Billy Sunday sound like a deaf and dumb undertaker if you would be a preacher. Please don't give me one of your serious curtain lectures the last night we are together. As for wasting time, haven’t I made two V in baseball and one in football, besides this silver fob on the track? What more can you expect of a fellow?” Say, quit your jawin’ and come on to bed. growled Fred. My soul and body, you fellows are worse than two old women.” The next morning a great crowd was at the depot to see the boys off. The three chums were still together discussing plans for the future with some of their friends, when the train pulled in which Henry and Fred were to take. “Good-bye! So long! Farewell! were shouts that rose from the crowd. As I lenry and Fred stood on the train steps, Roy swung up for a last hand-shake. I won’t say good-bye to you. said Henr in his most serious manner, “but as old Shultz would say. Auf Wiedereehen.’ The train gave a shrill whistle and pulled out of the station, leaving the crowd behind waving and shouting. The only answer the train gave was an- 15 other shrill whistle and a puff of white smoke, which faded away as it disappeared behind the hill. Fifteen years had passed since the graduation of the three chums. Doctor Henry Wilson sat at his desk gazing at a telegram which lie had just received. He had made a great success as a doctor since his graduation, and had become famous as a surgeon. The telegram on the desk was from a doctor in another town, telling of a case which he was sending to him. When he first saw the new patient, a little girl of ten years, Dr. Wilson was struck by her resemblance to someone he had known. Who was it? Where had he seen that face before? But there was no time to waste. He must act at once. An examination showed him that her condition was very serious and that his only hope lay in the transfusion of blood. Her father offered to give the blood, but the doctor thought this unwise, so they decided to advertise for some one else. So it was that the next day on the front page of the newspaj er appeared the heading: “SI ,000 Paid to a Strong. Healthy Man for Some flood Blood.'' This caught the eye of a poor fellow sitting on a bench in the park. His suit was old and worn and his face covered with a heavy beard. “Gee, a thousand dollars! He whistled at the idea. “Why. if steamboats sold six for a nickel. I couldn’t afford to hear the whistle blow.” lie mused. “What would I do with £1,000? I’ll tr this anvwav.” So, putting the paper in his pocket, he set forth in the direction of the hospital. Late the next day tin- doctor sat quietly by the bed of his little patient. She was still unconscious. In another room was the poor fellow who had answered their advertisement. He had given his blood to the child, but lie, too. was unconscious from the operation. The father sat on the other side of the bed. The doctor looked from the child to the father, still puzzling over the resemblance. Suddenly a queer expression came over his face. He brightened at once. What is your name? he asked, turning to the father. “Davis. This laconic reply the father gave without looking up. “Fred Davis?” The Doctor spoke eagerly. Yes. replied the other, raising his head with a surprised look. They both looked at each other for a moment, dazed. “You, Henry?” Davis fairly shouted the words, forgetful for the- time of the unconscious child. The two men clasped hands joyfully; it was their first meeting in fifteen years. A faint groan brought them to themselves. They turned. The child was waking. Davis turned anxiously to Wilson, whose face brightened as he examined the girl. The operation had been successful. Two weeks later the girl was silting on the porch of the hospital convalescing, with the doctor and her father sitting close by, talking'over old times. Footsteps were heard in the hall. It was the poor man hobbling out to see the little girl whose life he had saved. I Ie was pale and haggard and had suffered a great deal from his operation. He stopped instantly at the door. He was amazed and looked blankly from the doctor to Mr. I)a is. Finally he spoke. 10 r A Fantasy THE library door had closed upon the last visitor to the letter-writing contest. Immediately, there arose a soft flutter. From the neat rows of folders on the wall, a medley of gaily dad figures tripped down. The library buzzed with happy voices. Everyone was merry in the anticipation of a great time. Tables and chairs were pushed aside, and the frolic was on. Suddenly the great Caesar cried, “Set on; and leave no ceremony out.” With a lingering glance toward Viola, the Duke Orsino exclaimed, “If music be the foml of love, play on. Thus the dance began. Several numbers had been danced when a great commotion arose in the far end of the room. Sir Toby Belch and Sir Andrew Aguccheek had started an argument over a dr nk with Stephano, who had been serving refreshments to the best of his staggering ability. Then Sir Toll) and Stephano tussled. “By my troth, quoth Sir Andrew, the f H)l hath an excellent breast.” Festc looked at Sir Toby, “His eyes do show his days are almost done. Hold thy peace, shouted Sir Andrew. Troth, sir, I can yield ye none without words. and off skipped Feste. In the meanwhile ladies had retired to one end of the room. Oli ia sat with her head held in haughty disapproval. Portia turned to Xcrissa and said in an undertone, O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits! I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary. I his from Stephano, who had heard her. The music had ceased. More, more, I prithee, more, called Jaques. And once again the swaying figures glided over the floor. The hour was getting late. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto your father's,” said Petruchio. So. one by one. the guests sprang back into the I ook over which the judges had made so Much Ado.” 19 Emma Slockmar, 18. in THE MEAHT 1IILE Summer and “What is so rare as a day in June?” have not, at this season of the year, yet received the thoughts of poetic inspiration. Poets are still lingering over the precious theme of Spring and Life’s beginning. Sophie E. Morgan, in her “Herald of Spring presents a realistic picture ol an early spring flower garden. The bright yellow jonquils are blooming again, All brimful of fragrance, so let us drain Their green and gold goblets, and joyfully sing, While sipping their nectar, a welcome to Spring! “In each golden chalice fond memories dwell, And each shining petal has something to tell Of old-fashioned gardens, where grandmothers’ beds Taught early jonquils to hold up their heads. “Undaunted by March winds, that bluster and blow, They smile and look up, as they swing to and fro; For down in the depth of each glittering cup Are the smiles of the spring-time of years garnered up! • A sincere appreciation of Spring characterizes Clifford Howard’s Sanctitude “My pen adrip with destined words, 1 harken to the April breeze. Thinking to trap the song of birds. The murmured joy of meadowed herds And Clod’s soft whispering in the trees. “But lo! a touch attunes my heart; A heavened communion stirs the air; And I, who thought with course art To play for Spring a minstrel’s part. Awake and fold my hands in prayer. 20 The Sleep of the Birds,” by George Sterling, abounds in beautiful expressions and inspiring thoughts. Where canyon-waters dimly fall or creep, Where fields are still, or down the mournful coast. They cease from singing, and above their sleep Wheel the wild moon and half the starry host. Linnet and gull, the dove and fluting thrush, Are silent in the reaccepted dark; The patient eagles drowse within the bush, And evening grasses hide the dreamless lark. Surely the night seems long, the morrow far. Lntil the eternal fountains foam anew, And mad with day they see the morning star Linger in light, ere splendors touch the dew. I re man had faith, there were bonds of trust Between their weakness anti a power withdrawn. I he wind of wings, the midnight talon-thrust Knowing of this they slumber till the dawn. But we how often, fugitives of care. Awaken when the night is loud or dumb, And see the solemn altars of despair. And dread the dark, and dread the day to come! While human strife rages in the lands across the waters, it is befitting that the song of Peace should be sung. George K. Woodberry selects this theme lor his reverent ideas: I pray for j eace; yet peace is but a prayer. Mow many wars have been in my brief years! All races and all faiths, both hemispheres My eyes have seen embattled everywhere The wide world through; yet do 1 not despair Of peace that slowly through far ages nears. Though not to me the golden morn appears; My faith is perfect in time’s issue fair. For man doth build on an eternal scale. And his ideals are framed of hope deferred ; The millenium came not; yet Christ did not fail. Though ever unaccomplished is His word; Him, Prince of Peace, though unenthroned we hail Supreme, when in all bosoms He be heard. 21 rooms of the lamented Madison Cawein are still appearing; in current literature. Among the most beautiful and influential of his short poems is At the Day's Close “Through pools of feldspar heav’n above which lies One cloud’s flaming wing, the Cod of Day Wades downward to his death; alone his wa Leap little ripples of the sunset skies; And every stepping-stone of mist he tries With Midas foot, transforms its stony gre To burning gold; until, with one red ray. He sinks, and o’er him. stars, like bubbles rise. So should all Beauty pass; in rich accord With its surroundings; touching Kartli till all Conform with it as an accessory; Transferring to its future the regard Of its own dreams, through which the spiritual At last’s attained and immortality. C OQ - Sleep Sleep comes o’er the aching body. Like a mantle soft and warm. And its gentle folds of darkness Keep us safe from any harm. All the bitterness of day-time. Dark conceit, and anger’s pain. Slip away, for men in slumber Have no thought of paltry gain. For the sad and broken hearted,. Rest is balm for aching grief; To the sick and maimed and suffering Sleep gives peace, and sweet relief. Margaret Brings. 17. 22 9.------------------------------------------------------------- __s A Tragedy a------- —. — =s TO BEGIN with. He had rescued Her. It is true, she itvs somewhat bedraggled and dirty. But who could expert anything else after a girl, an extremely pretty girl, had been lost for sometime. The trouble all started when they arrived at the confectioner's. Before that, he had thought her perfectly adorable, as indeed site was. Before the fascinating window, her face was glued, her eyes longing. I like candy, site suggested. “You do? Munch? Which was an extremely senseless remark, but what else could you expect from a woman? Well Everything would have been all right, had not He suddenly glanced up and seen through the window the dazzling beautiful stranger He had been wanting to impress. Goodness! What if the Beautiful Stranger should see him with this dirty, adorable well, baby; that's all she was, anyhow! The thought was too awful, lb- mopped his brow. Suddenly a bright idea occurred to him; Look here, dearie, you stay out here a minute and I'll get you some candy. Isn't that just like a man? She smiled rather mischievously all right! My. what a lucky excapo! he exclaimed, plunging into the candy shop and immediately becoming entirely occupied with the Lady of his Dreams. Was she smiling at him? Or. horrible thought, was she--He turned sud- denly, in time to sec Her wink, yes wink, at the Beautiful Stranger—and then sidle up to him, saying, This’s the best. The beautiful lady smiled and passed out. Could it be that she had looked sorry ? She was munching the pink delicacies. He was scowling down on her innocent head. ‘‘You like candy, do you? very sarcastically. ‘‘Uh huh. O'. he burst forth, almost roaring, you little Imp of Satan! “Munch? A very senseless answer—but what else could you expect? She was only four years old. Letitia Me Neel, TO. J AC. LAI A LITERARY SOCIETY w Six Days—The Seventh THANK Heaven, Tipsy, maybe we will have a little peace, now those troublesome neighbors have moved! Lord, that irl! Did you ever see anybody to equal her? Tipsy, old fellow, tell me, that isn’t the kind of mistress you would want, is it? No. of course not. W hy. I don't believe she even knew you were in existence. No, I’m quite sure she wasn't the one for us and I'm glad the whole family hasgone—to goodness-knows-where. We came out here to get away from women, didn’t w Jack was sitting in front of the great rock fireplace. Tipsy was stretched at his feet. He leaned over to put another log on, then settled back in his chair smoking with a happy, contented air. This was only Monthly night. Tuesday “Well, what do you think of that, Tipsy? Isn't that just our luck! Moved in today while 1 was over in the valley, still moving, too. I suppose: looks as if they were going to stay. I haven’t had the pleasure of even seeing our cordially welcome place—or their neighlmrs either. e? Not to look for them. : ighbors yet. I hope they won't like the They were again in front of the fire, the two of them, the man and the dog. Jack again leaned over and put on a log, but more vigorously tonight than last. There was not the same quiet, peaceful air as before, either. Wednesday Night —“Tipsy, did you ever dream a dream—a sweet,happy Sort of a dream when you’d set something all soft and white and pink and just as you’d reach out to get it, it would be gone? Well. I had a vision something on that order today. I was standing on the rustic bridge, you know, the one over the little stream just north of the mill, and I heard the leaves sort of crackle up on the hill behind me. I turned around and just stood there. 1 guess that is the reason she ran, but I just couldn’t move. I’m sure she is one of our new neighbors: and-'Tipsy. I don’t believe I'm quite of the same mind as last night: I rather hope they stay.” He didn’t put a log on immediately, in fact he wouldn’t have put one on at all had Tipsy not moved closer to the irons and whined a little, for it was getting cold in the room. “You remember what I told you last night, don t you, 1 ipsy? 1 saw the same vision again today- yes. it was a vision, I never saw anylxxly look like that, but I’m quite sure she is one of our neighbors. Tipsy, do you supjjose she 2 S thought I'd he there again on the bridge? I was in the same place as yesterday, and at the same time. lie again had to be reminded of the fire by Tipsy, who was a very sympathetic listener but who cared for his own comfort as well as his master’s narratives. This was Thursday night. Friday Night 1 lore. Tipsy, come over and be a little more sociable. Now, that is better, don’t you think? You like to have your neck scratched, don’t von? Pretty day today, wasn’t it fine on the hike. You know I never go rowing, but it was rather a nice day for it. so I—But to get right to the point, I saw her on the lake so I went. She is quite accomplished in the art of rowing. That, you know, and swimming, were left out of mv education and training in Paris and Rome. Well, one of my oars just slid right out of my hand and floated off. There I was. without the least knowledge of the first stroke to take in swimming, so I sat and Boated farther from shore and right in her direction. I asked her how she liked this part of the country. Very well, as far as she could tell so far. She didn’t seem to notice the absence of my oars (I had thrown the other one away). I asked her if she could swim. I told her I couldn’t; that if I could I’d be on land now. She appeared to take a little more interest then and discovered that my oars were gone. Well, there’s no use to tell you what we said on the way back to land. In fact, we didn't say much at all. She is easily the most charming young person I ever met though, and I know she likes dogs. He did fix the fire tonight. seemed very observant of Tipsy’s comfort all evening. Hurry and finish your supper, Tipsy, I’ve got something great to tell you! Arc you through? She has a sprained ankle! Not much of a sprain nevertheless she couldn't walk, so I carried Iter home. Yes. carried her had her in my arms all the way with hers up around my neck She asked me to call tomorrow and bring you, lip! Tipsy, I Ijclievc I'm in love, yes I'm quite sure I am. He reached over and got his pipe. It’s a shame you don’t smoke, old boy. You miss half your life not being able to puff out your feelings on a pipe. He put on about the fifth big log since supper, unconscious that the fire was roaring so that Tipsy had moved back of his chair. Then he settled back in the big chair puffing at his pipe. I wonder what we will have to talk about this time tomorrow night. This was Saturday night. Mary Woodruff, TO. 26 JUST ;u the roses come in June and ihe wild flowers in April, so the Senior luncheons come near the end of the semester. A girl laden with a bouquet of flowers and a basket of dainties coming up the stairs, making her way toward 310, means a luncheon. If you chance to be detained for private consultation or er—a matinee, you will see six or eight girls sally forth from the High School dining room hearing pretty cards with their names carefully written upon them: that means a luncheon. • Mrs. La Salle C'orbell Pickett attracted her audience by her charming personality when she spoke in the High School auditorium on the evening of March 18. She is the wife of General Pickett, who led the charge at Gettysburg, and spoke most interestingly of “The Friends of Yesterday.” t • • Mr. Price and his science pupils have installed a wireless station on the roof of the school for experimental purposes. They are now sending messages to any point in the city, and have received messages from stations between Washington and (ialveston. All of the work has been done by the students. • The pupils of the High School have enjoyed an unusual treat in the talks of Kx-I.ieutenant Governor Cunningham. • the Miss Lottie Kvans and Miss Catherine Jones spent the Faster holidays at University. High School pupils arc always glad to get a glimpse of their old friends. Mrs. Arthur Loguc, known to us as Miss Bruce, has been in Birmingham this spring and has visited us often. • • Miss Margaret Drennens engagement to Mr. Harold Bissell has ! een announced. She was a graduate of the class of 1913. 27 Of the Black-friars cast, five out of the ten were old B. H. S. pupils. Both the hero and the heronie were former pupils of our High School. • The engagement of Miss Ruby Heaton of the class of 13 to Mr. Hilbert Richie has been announced. ♦ Miss Kmily Harrison spent a week-end recently at a house party given bv Miss Margaret Dixon of Talladega in honor of two members of the Blackfriars cast who were former High School pupils. • Orville Cqston, Jack Cozinc. Lewis Woodson, and Harry White, from the I niversity. visited High School recently. • The Senior entertainment for this year was unusually successful. The play, “The Colonel’s Maid.” was followed by a delightful bazaar in the gymnasium. ♦ The Spanish Club, the baby club of the C. 11. S., has planned a social for the near future. All the members of the club have enjoyed a very prosperous year and are looking forward to the social as a climax to their successful semester. The Girls’ Athletic Association has presented the sweaters to the boys who have done brilliant work for the C. H. S. Miss Louise Bell and Miss Harriet Lowman gave short talks on the uses of the association to girls while Mr. Capers Perryman told of the benefits of athletics to boys. • • Miss Essie Knmenberg was the guest of Dr. and Mrs. Kronenlicrg, of Atlanta, during opera week. • Dr. Karl Barnes' talks during the week of April 2(i were enjoyed by the teachers and club women, to whom he s|X kc. His afternoon lectures on the Psychology of Childhood were instructive as well as entertaining. The lectures given in the evening had a broader range. “Woman’s Education and Place in the Future,” “Our Relation to Latin-American Countries. “The Value of Old Age, were among his most interesting talks. Miss Hazel Holberg recently spent a few days in Meridian. Mississippi, her former home. 2S One of the most interesting talks heard in the auditorium this year was given by Mr. Oscar Y. Cnderwood, when he visited the High School recently. He talked on the most important power of the government, which is. Mr. I nder-wckkI tells us. the power of taxation. • • The end of the school year will bring its sorrows as well as it? joys. The High School will lose many of its best students after the graduation exercises. Some will go to other schools and colleges in their pursuit of learning, while others will enter the battle of life. Wherever they go. the High School wishes them the greatest success. Miss Weaver has planned for commencement the play usually considered one of the most delightful of all of Shakespeare's comedies. “As You Like It. Those who have seen other plays given by the Dramatic Club expect an unusually entertaining evening. • Central High School pupils win honors wherever they go. even when they compete with pupils from all parts of the country. In the C. I). I). Contest, open to all students of the secondary schools of the State. Miss Mae Payne won the medal for the best essay on Alabama in the Confederacy. • The library of the High School was the scene of much work, confusion and interest recently when the Knglish classes held their letter writing contests. Judges sitt puzzled and thoughtful as they examined the notes and letters of the students. The winners in the contest were as follows: Seniors, Mary C.riggs, Mary Lila Magill. Maud Camhill. Joe Thornton, Winifred Gallagher, Joe C.elders: Juniors. Charles Dodd, Marion Holmes, Patricia Middleton. I 'red Hard. Gertrude Newbert, Ruth Morris; Sophomores, Helen Kcrnstock. Margaret Briggs. Elmer Hoffcr, Bernice Thomas, Stanley Scull, Robbie C.riggs; Freshmen, Elsie Wurstberg, Mona Burrus, Hazel Sedgewick. Miss Lilia Mae Irwin, a 14 graduate, will receive a certificate from Fairmont College this year. 29 YANCEY LITERARY .SOCIETY A Woods Story HOW strange everything seemed! The erv room seemed changed! The poker and tongs were walking al out and the clock was dancing a jig, but the most interesting thing of all was the story which 1 heard one piece of wood tell another. A very, very long time ago, said the wood, “there was a little acorn. It fell off on the ground and the next spring it came up, at first only one sprout, but soon it grew to be a line tree. All of this, the big tree told me when I was yet voting. 1 grew taller and taller each year and finally I became tin monarch of the forest. Ah! what happy times those were! In summer the birds built their nests in my I ranches and sang sweet songs to me. In the autumn all niv acorns and leaves dropped off but I was not sad for soon the squirrels came to gather my acorns and take tHem home with them to cat during the coming winter. In w inter the ground was w hite with snow. The wind whistled through my branches but I was not sad. I waited with patient heart until spring should come. Then my leaves came again, the birds returned from the sunny southland, and the ground at niv feet was covered with bright flowers. But this happy time was not to last. One day in summer woodmen came in search of large trees. 1 was seen and immediately cut down. I fell � « the earth with an awful crash. Then I was hauled to a sawmill where I was sawed into hoards and beams. I was bought by a wealthy man and put into a house. If this is the end. thought I. how much better it is to be a house' than a tree. “Years passed, the house was torn down and the lumber carried away. I was bioughl here and cut for kindling. How long I shall I e in this state I do not know, do you? Tow Moon, ’IS. 31 li NO, INDEED, fairies are not dead. The world is as full of fairies toda as ii was in the time of Cinderella’s pumpkin coach—that is just as full of beautiful, bright things that make men wonder and imagine. I shall even venture to say that this age is more delightful than any preceding one. for now plain, everyday men really do what fairies were formerly supposed to do. Once one of Mother Goose’s little girls wished that she were somewhere else . She fell asleep and awoke miles away in the longed-for retreat. I, who am not even a remote descendant of Mother Goose, have slept away three? hundred and sixty miles. There was a lime when I devoutly believed in the magic |� ower of Snow-White’s mirror. At a later time, it seemed like a wild stretch of human imagination. Now I think it is too trivial for any consideration. My next door neighbor. without the aid of a witch or her charm, but for the fee of a little needle extracts the most wonderful music from a box. He has but to communicate his preference to this box and he may hear, “Twinkle. Twinkle Little Star, My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose,’’ or “Nearer, My ('.od to Thee” sung by beautiful voices—sometimes of people long since in the land of spirits. In the I .and of the Living, some benevolent fairies have arranged wonderful communication. Friends miles apart may chat to their heart’s content. Sometimes a magic wire carries the warm words, but very often little fairies themselves roll the sound waves into balls and toss them from hand to hand. There is no doubt in the world that Cinderella's God Mother was wonderfully clever to make horses out of rats, and neither is there ail) doubt that the Ford Manufacturing Company traffics in black magic when it makes coaches that go without any horses whatever. Not long ago, I was waiting in one of these horseless coaches, in front of a hotel, when suddenly the sidewalk yawned and up came a trunk. In a subterranean passage, an Aladdin, attired in blue overalls, with a button, instead of a wonderful lamp, had pressed this button with a smooty thumb and Sesame had opened. Pretty Polly Gookin’s father was no more surprised by the dancing devils on Fcathertop’s pipe, than I was by a sight that I saw last summer. A strange girl had come to Sunday School -yes, to Sunday School, in her best clothes, and with the Golden Text on her lips. During the perusal that always greets strangers, I was shocked to notice figures on her card case, spinning around and around. They were going so fast that I could not distinguish their forms. I was almost exasperated when I noticed that the figures were going more slowly and that the electric fan had almost stopped. Whether this is fact or fiction, foolishness or science, whether Mother Rigby’s glowing coal was more powerful than Edison's brilliant blaze. I leave to you. “But clo you believe in fairies?” Mary Griggs, M5. 32 THE clubs and societies of the High School have proved a never-failing factor in adding interest to school life. Most pupils belong to some organization. The Commercial. Spanish. Dramatic. Glee and Kuterpcan Clubs have aided materially in regular work along their particular lines. Who can overestimate the use of these societies? The Literary Clubs, as usual, have had great influence on the social life and literary interest of the students. The joint debates this year were especially good. These occasions are most important in the life of C. II. S. They induce prominent citizens to come to our school, they stir up lively spirits among the student body, and they give club members a chance to increase their ability as statesmen. The first debate of the year was on the question, Resolved, That the Present Convict System Should Be Abolished. The affirmative was upheld by Mr. Cmsted Pitts of the Curry, and Miss Alva i.owrey of the Clio; the negative by Mr. Julien Saks of the Yancey, and Miss Mary Griggs of the Pierian. The former were declared victors. The last debate was one of much life and interest. The subject on this occasion was, Resolved. That the Present Tax Rate of Birmingham Should Be Raised.” Mr. Tinsley Harrison debated for the Yancey, with Miss Beryl Rogers for the Aglaia; against Mr. John Townsend of the Hilliard and Miss Bertha Engel of the Clio. The judges gave the victory to the affirmative. ♦ As we go to press, the Girls’ Oratorical Contest has not yet taken place, but each of the clubs has held its preliminary contest and has chosen its representatives. The girls are all thinking by day and dreaming by night of the great day. THE CLIO This spring the Clio has prospered greatly, ami has enjoyed many pleasant trips over the United States. The study of Birmingham was especially interesting. The girls visited many parts of the city and learned a number of interesting jjoints about the social, industrial, and historical life of the city in which most of the girls have been reared. Other cities were visited. A most delightful clay was spent in Atlanta, where we recalled several scenes of the Civil War 33 and heard a story by Uncle Remus. The visit to Baltimore was unusually interesting, as. on our trip to (ioucher College, a former student described college life as she had experienced it. The C ity of Brotherly I.ove was a beautiful place. The street scenes and the Independence Hall are things which are always to la- remembered, and the centennial grounds of 187fi was a novel place to all. In the great city of New York, an afternoon was spent in the theaters, where ample amusement was afforded the visitors. Although the Clio was defeated in the semi-annual joint debate, she will not give up and say I can't.’ but will strive harder the next time to achieve success. In the preliminary. May the third. Miss Alva Low rev and Miss Bertha Engel were chosen to represent the club in the Joint Oratorical. The girls have been very loyal and have rallied to whatever task has been placer! before them. Many afternoons which might have been passed in amusement have been spent in seeking “Ads for the Mirror. Is not this a splendid club spirit? • • THE EUTERPEAN The Kuterpcan Club has been hard at work on the music for the spring concert. The cantata to be presented this year is On Shore and Sea. by Sir Arthur Sullivan. A miscellaneous program is to be given before the cantata, in which several attractive choruses will be sung by members of the Boys' Glee Club and the Kuterpcan. There will also be a few solos. All expect the entertainment to be one of the best that the club has ever given. I pon the withdrawal of the president of the Kuter| ean from school, the club elected Hugh Duncan to that office for the latter part of the term. • THE PIERIAN lor the Pierian, this year has been one of success. The study of the Modern Drama proved to be exceedingly interesting and broadening. The evolution of the drama was traced: and the stars were studied from the viewjjoini both of art and personality. The Oratorical Preliminary was held on April the thirtieth, and a number of excellent selections were given. The judges—like all judges- found great difficulty in making their decision. They gave Miss Dorothy Wilson first place. Miss Lee Ola Shannon second place, and Miss Emma Stockmar honorable mention. The dub places all confidence in its representatives and is anticipating the Oratorical ('ontest with much enthusiasm. Although there are many graduates among the Pierian members, there are still many earnest and Capable girls who will return next year to accomplish even greater success. • THE DRAMATIC CLUB The year just passed lias been one of achievement for the Dramatic Club. This may indeed be called a banner year, for each production which has been placed before the critical eye of the public has gained its admiration. 34 The first production given this year was “Uncle Sam's Thankgsiving,’’ written by Miss Marguerite Weaver. It was very interesting. This play seemed to give the club members an inspiration to “be up and doing.” and each one put his best efforts into his work. It was the privilege of the club to have Mr. Ben Gross. a former student of the High School, address its members on the Modern Drama. The mid-term play, presented for the students of the grammar schools, was a splendid success. This production brought out much new talent. The lion’s share of credit is due to Miss Weaver, the sponsor of the club and director of all of the plays produced by this organization. I ler work has been an inspiration to every member of the club. At the close of the year. Shakespeare’s delightful comedy, “As You Like It,’’ will he presented under the sti|H rvision of Miss Weaver. The following cast has been selected: I hike................................ Frederick............................. A miens............................... Jagues ............................... Lc Beau............................... Charles............................... Oliver................................ Jagues tie Hois....................... Orlando............................... Adam.................................. Touchstone............................ Cor in................................ Silvins .............................. William............................... Rosalind.............................. Celia................................. Phebe................................. .1 udrey.............................. Douglass Boyd Frank (‘.lazier 11 an son Keller F.rlc Stapleton Willard Mobley Henry Johnston . Rucker Agee I msted Pitts Hofford Todd Theodore W right . George Frev Robert Messer . John Griffin Henry Ehlbert . Alva I am rev Beulah Bains F.milv Gordv Flise Sparrow • • THE AGLA IA This semester has seen the close of one of the Aglaia’s most successful years. The subject for study, “Fact in Fiction,’’ has afforded many interesting programs. “The Story of American Immigrants,” which included a resume of Myra Kelly’s work among the immigrants and her stories of their life, was enjoyed by all. The Agiaia girls had their program in the auditorium on May the tenth. The subject discussed was Alabama’s Modern Contributions to Literature. Miss Gladys (‘ox gave an interesting paper on Alabama Authors and Miss Mary Dugger wove some Alabama poems into a very' clever story. Miss Rose Badgley read the Witch Blue Bird, an interesting narrative by Martha Young. The club is proud of her representative in the joint debate. She defended her club well, and her good work will always be remembered. Miss Miriam 35 J SPANISH CLL'B Hostetler and Miss Beryl Rogers have been elected to represent the Aglaia in the girls' Oratorical on test. The members are looking forward to the contest with intense interest. THE COMMERCIAL CLl B During this year the Commercial Club has accomplished much. Cnder the presidency of Miss Maud Cambill. the club has enjoyed its most successful term. I he study of ( ommcrcial Law proved both interesting and instructive. A program on the Advantages of Commercial education, presented in the auditorium, added much interest and enthusiasm to the work, early in the semester. My! what excitement and zeal was shown in the speed contest! Some of the seniors actually wrote at the rate of fifty net words a minute. What futures are before them! Another important part of the club work for the year was the visits to the various industries of our city: among those visited were Roberts Son. the Avondale Cotton Mills, the I’nitcd States Weather Bureau, the Birmingham News, and the First National Bank. Although several of the active members of the Commercial Club are graduates. it is earnestly hoped that their places will lie filled by other efficient students of the Commercial Department. • THE YANCEY The Yancey has completed a most successful year. Numerous papers ami debates have kept interest alive. Naturally we rejoice in the outcome of the joint debate, and feel proud of our representative, Mr. Tinsley Harrison. Though we lose many earnest workers at the close of this term, we hope the places of these graduates will be filled by new members next term. If you have not joined a club yet, this is the club, and now is the time. We are eagerly looking forward to our annual picnic, which takes place as soon as school closes. • + THE CURRY The close of the year finds the Curry looking forward as well as backward. The past year has been successfully featured by unusual literary productions from the members. Excellent opportunities for varied work have been afforded in the club. The quantity has been small but the quality great. With large ends in view, the Curry closes the present year. � THE HILLIARD The Hilliard has been enjoying a number of interesting debates, among them a very instructive one on Resolved, That Simplified Rules of Spelling Should be Adopted. Many members of the lower semesters have taken active part in the programs. Although the Hilliard suffered defeat in the recent debate, nevertheless we have some extraordinary material for future work. The prospects of the club are very' promising. :i7 The Adventures of Beelzebub Brown ONE hot day in August a short and very black little negro boy toiled up a steep bank, a two gallon bucket of water in each hand. Perspiration rolled from his face in streams but his stubby toes dug steadily into the gravel in an effort to reach the top without stopping. Finally, the top was reached and the boy sat down to rest a few minutes before going any farther. This little negro was Beelzebub Bocnuckle Bartholomew Brown (called Belzy for short), a boy about ten years of age and at present employed by a fat mulatto woman who ran a boarding house in a big construction camp. But this had not been Belzy’s job long. Two months before you could have found him at his old log cabin home on the banks of a broad, sluggish river in Southern Louisiana. There lie had never known hard work or worry. In planting or harvesting time he carried jugs of cool spring water to his thirsty father and brothers in the fields and cut fire-wood for his mother. This required only a small part of his time, the greater part of which lie spent in roaming through the swamps, making hickory whistles and twisting rabbits out of hollow logs. Ah! those days were happy ones for Belzy, but now they were only a pleasant memory. One day a big construction camp caravan was passing by his home and he had foolishly decided to run away and follow it. Therefore we find him this hot summer day running errands for a despotic negro woman who ran a boarding house in the construction camp. After resting a few moments Belzy picked up his buckets and moved laboriously toward tlu camp. Arriving there, he got out his little shoe-shine box, for this was payday evening and he intended to earn a few extra dimes. That evening he succeeded in separating the negro men from seventy-five cents « f their hard-earned money, which amount he quickly doubled by shooting dice with the other boys in the camp. That night he had to sell ice cream for his mistress, and this was not such an unprofitable business in itself as he hail ample chance to knock down” ami many chances to eat his fill of the cream. All night long the negroes gambled anti danced and sang and squandered their money for wildcat whiskey. In the early hours of the morning Belzy crept to his bed, to sleep the sleep of the just, until about five o'clock when he was pulled out of lied and sent to the spring for the morning supply of water. Later in the day Belzy set out as usual to carry dinner to the boarders who were at work about three-quarters of a mile up the track. Savory odors rose? 38 from the buckets on his arm and assailed liis stubby little black nose. Now it happened that Belzy had eaten very little breakfast that morning and as a result was very hungry. Withstanding temptation as long as he could he finally gave in and decided to have a peep at the contents of the basket. When he lifted the cover Belzy saw a sight that made his mouth water and his eyes sparkle. There was a big, steaming dish of corn-beef hash, the very dish that he liked best of all. and a big potato pie fairly swimming in butter. Now if there was anything that Belzv liked it was tater pie, so throwing caution and conscience to the wind he dived into the basket and ate until he could eat no more. After liis appetite had been satisfied to the fullest the enormity of his crime began to dawn upon him. What reason would he give for the disappearance of the dinner? What would his mistress do? This last question he could answer easily enough. Too dazed to think clearly, he stumbled on down the track. So dazed was he that he did not notice, when crossing a trestle, that the ties were wider apart in places. So when he came to a wide space he failed to lengthen his stride; his foot fell short and went through the opening, followed by the dinner basket and Belzy himself. Down dropped basket and boy to land with a big splash in the creek that ran under the bridge. As luck would have it. Belzy was not hurt but the dinner was irreparably lost. However, the loss was most fortunate for Belzy; it saved him a good scolding, for who could say that the amount of dinner seen floating down the creek was not the same amount that left the kitchen earlier in the day? shorn Gillespie, ‘16. FOOTBALL Till', football team was better than the results seem to show. It is true we were defeated by the Freshmen of Alabama, Blount County High, C.rcene Training School and the Prep School at Alabama, but as a matter of fac t High School has never had a team that could defeat the Freshmen or the Blount County High, and probably never will. The games won by the Greene Training School and Tillery-Brown were inexcusable for the only gaining places were around the ends. With these dark spots in our record we just did fall below the 50-50 mark for the season. Below are the results of the games during the gridiron season: C. H. S..........................19 Howard Reserves............0 (’. H. S.........................18 Bessemger High.............0 C. H. S...........................0 Alabama Freshmen .... 14 C. H. S..........................28 Shelby County High .... 0 C. H. S...........................0 Alabama Freshmen..........21 C. H. S..........................15 Greene Training...........14 (’. H. S.......................7 Blount County.............12 C. H. S...........................7 Tillery-Brown ...................19 C. H. S..........................14 Bessemer High..............0 • BASKET BALL The basket ball team was a decided success. It was talked around that we would have the weakest team in the history of the school; but rumors do not always count, as is shown in this case. Central defeated every team that faced her with the exception of the Y. M.C. A. Seniors. W hen High played in Attalla there was a large sign near the depot that said. “Come out and see the championship of Alabama decided.” This is one of the many examples of the fact that High School can see herself as others see her. The following shows the excellent record made by the basketecr quintet for the 1914-15 season: C. H.S Southern lTnivcrsity .... 17 C. H.S . . 44 Ensley High . . . .... 10 C. II. S . . 47 Bessemer High . . .... 3 CHS Ensley High . . . .... 13 C. H.S . . 24 Bessemer High . . C. H. S . . 36 Etowah County . . .... 26 ♦ BASEBALL Our baseball team has had many handicaps this spring. The team is not as experienced as it has been of old. The team is now raw. young, and inexperienced: but next year will usher in a better season as all the players are pupils of lower semesters. Coach Courleaux and Manager Jenkins have been working ll CURRY LITERARY SOCIETY J every evening to put jxdish on the raw material ami this has helped greatly as is shown by the results of the later games as compared with the initial games. Below arc the results of the games played this season: C. II. s .... 12 Owcnton Reserves . . . . . 2 ( II. Owen ton Reserves . . . . . 2 C. H. s .... 0 Bessemer High . . . . r. h. .... 2 Ensley High • c. n. .... 5 Bessemer High . . . . . . t) H. s Enslev High . . 0 • TRACK Well! the track team needs no helping along, with members like Manager Jones. Captain C.oodall. Hickey. Coughlan. McCullough. Acton, McPhail and Roberts, for we all know what these young athletes can do. I'p to the present time we have had only one track meet, and it was a decided victory for the Central s| eed artists. There were only five eligible to enter the meet and then we walked off with twice as many points as the Act pro V. M. ( . A. Is this not a record? All first places were won by the Crimson and White men with the exception of pole vault and mile. The winner of the pole vault, Henry Beatty, and the winner of the mile, Guy Walker, are both old High School boys with the former holding the High School record in this event. Below are the High School records in the different events: Track Records 100 Yard Dash—V Jones, 1014, 10 2-5 seconds. 220 Yard Dash V. Jones, 1011, 23 4-5 seconds. Quarter Mile V. Jones, 1914, 53 4-5 seconds. Half Mile- Y. Jones, 1014, 2 minutes 3 2-5 seconds. Mile H. Brazeal, 1013. 4 minutes. 51 2-5 seconds. High Jump- L. Thompson, 1013, 5 feet 5 3-8 inches. Broad Jump— Y. Goodall. 1015. 10 feet 5 inches. Pole Vault—H. Beatty, 1013, 0 feet 3 inches. Shot-Put—V. Roach. 1013. 37 feet 4 incites. How and why is it that old High is still upholding its standard in athletics when the material is not what it has been heretofore? All admirers of the Crimson and White that will take a glance backward can readily see that at present we haven’t the material that we had in former days. Since we haven’t the material as of old. how is it possible to uphold the “rep that High School has in athletics?m To make a long story short, it is the earnest and untiring efforts of Coach Courleaux. •13 INTER-CLASS TRACK MEET On Thursday, April 29, the annual track meet of the various classes at the Central High School resulted in an easy victory for the seniors. Events One-hundred-yard dash—Goodall, first; Coughlin, second; Watkins, third: Chamhlce. fourth. 10-4 seconds. One Mile Run: Roberts, fir t; Angle, second; Jackson, third. Time 5:26. Two-hundred and twenty-yard Dash: Coughlin, first ; McCullough. second; Hamrick, third; Acton, fourth. Time 24 seconds. Tour-hundred and forty-yard Dash: Jones, first; Watkins, — ‘T'f--- second; Norn’s, third; Chamblee. fourth. Time 56 seconds. W I )iscus: McPhail, first; Jones, second; Hamrick, third; Burney, fourth. Distance 70 feet 9 inches. vh«KPole Vault : Acton, first; McCullough, second. Height 8 feet 6 inches. High Jump: Goodall, first: Coughlin, second; Teague, third; Fox, fourth. Height 5 feet 4 inches. Shot-Put: Goodall, first; McPhail. second; Hamrick, third. Distance 36 feet. 6 inches. Half-Mile: Jones, first; Norris, second; Roberts, third; Angle, fourth. Time 2:24. Broad Jump: Acton, first; McCullough, second; Teague, third; Watkins, fourth. Distance 18 feet, 2 inches. Total Scores: Seniors. 45; Sophomores, 27; Juniors, 20, and the Freshmen. 11. Judges: Dr. ( low. W illiam Streit, Virgil Roach and Hartridge Davis. Timer: Dr. Clow. • • PRESENTATION OF BASKET BALL “C’s” For their sincere and earnest work during the season, six stalwart athletes received their basket ball sweaters, which were red with a large white “C on the left side. The sweaters were presented by five young ladies of the Girls’ Athletic Association, who were Misses Harriett Lowman, who presided over the program, Emma Kennedy, Bertha Kngle, Louise Bell and Elizabeth Franks. The voting athletes receiving them were, Parker Gillam. William Hall. Hymen Dorsky, Yancey Goodall, while Henry Baker and Charles Henley were absent owing to withdrawal from school. The day was closed by the High School yell, which was given by all the boys of the school while the girls completed the program by singing the High School song. 44 THE LITTLE GIANTS All over the country a great number of physical directors, doctors and coaches are trying to strangle varsity athletics because those that need the exercise the least arc those that make the team and those that need it most get none. High School has partially sympathized with this new movement and through the efforts of Coach Courleaux who made it possible for everyone desiring to take part in athletics to do so. Never before has high school carried two teams from which to pick the varsity team. In football there were over twenty-two men carried, in basket ball there was a varsity and a “cub'’ team, two inter-class track meets were held one for the unlimited class, the other for boys under one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and in baseball Coach Courleaux has three teams going all the time, the varsity, scrubs and the little giants. It is the latte r in which we are interested. They have played nine games this season and have won all nine of them. These little fellows are some hustlers and probably if given a chance at the varsity would make some of them hustle for their positions. I he members of the team arc: Montgomery. La Croix, catchers; Antwine, Reeves, (.arrett, pitchers; Levy, first base; box. second base; Kennedy, third base; Barks, short-stop; Teague. Camel. Watkins, outfielders. Results Giants...........................25 Giants...........................21 Giants............................. Giants.............................. Giants...........................jg Giants...........................23 Giants.............................. Giants...........................15 Giants............................. Pratt City........................3 Barker............................8 Pratt City........................1 Barker............................3 Barker............................5 Powell............................3 Paul Haync........................2 Barrett...........................0 White and Dixon...................I A Morning in May O what is like a morn in May, When bob-o-link pipes for the new-born day. When dew is on the daffodil And merrily leaps the dancing rill. When the sun just lifts his glowing crest To light a world in dewdrops dressed, When chanticleer with clarion call To the new day’s labors rouses all, When man and nature, bird and Mower, As one. respond to the wondrous hour. Robert Messer, To. 45 My Shoe String Caused the Trouble M U and I were silting by the lire looking through a memory book, the cherished | ossession of a girl’s life, when we came to a page where 1 stopped and laughed, maybe I blushed, too. On this page were three articles; a note, an old shoe string laced through the leaf, and a piece of paper inscription. Blessed be the tie that trips.” and the date. Maud looked at me and asked. Where did you get this collection of useless souvenirs? So I told her the story. hive years ago. the year I finished school. I received this note from ('.race. You remember Grace, don’t you? Slur is one of those slangy, good-hearted girls who can laugh her way into anyone’s heart: Dear Pal: Just a word to tell you our plan’s 0. K. Take the three o’clock train Tuesday afternoon. Will meet you at the station. By the way. Bob is coming on that train. You'll know him from my numerous pictures of h n� . Try to make a hit. And take a tip fom me, be calm. He thinks all girls are foolish and he hates giggling girls, hence his disgust for his devoted Tuesday afternoon found me seated on the train looking around for my victim. There could lie no mistake, he was comfortably seated two or three seats ahead of me on the opposite side of the aisle. I looked innocently out of the window, which served as a mirror against the dark trees. Finally, 1 was so curious to see his face that I rose and made my way up the aisle on the pretense of getting some water. When I got just opposite him my shoe string tripiied me and I fell headlong in the aisle at the feet of the boy whom I was trying to impress with niv dignity. He arose to the occasion, and as he assisted me, asked,‘Injured, my lady?' My first impulse was to laugh, but 1 remembered, ’He hates giggling girls.’ so I calmly replied. 'Not much.’ Then we fell to talking. Afterwards, while at .race’s, we became great friends. Since he, too, was a guest we were thrown together a great deal. Never did he mention m mishap and I thought lie had forgotten it until one day I unexpectedly overheard this conversation: ‘Yes, I admit I like her. She’s the first girl I ever saw who could lose, then act like she didn’t care without laughing like it was a good joke.’ “ ’So that’s her charm, is it? Well, she deserves a medal for her capture of a hard and stony heart.’ ‘For breaking the ice, you mean. That shoe string test told t to “For fear of being caught, I slipped away. Hut the next day draco gave me that piece of paper that you sec there. Since that time our friendship lias grown so much that well, that incident has meant much to me. See my ring, Maud? Do you wonder I love that page of that dear old book, for after all it was my shoe string that caused the trouble. Gladys Pickens, ’ I (� . Lamentations of a Senior Ye hills and vales of Birmingham. Ye bloom, oh wondrous to relate. How can ye when my heart is sad For fear I cannot graduate? One time my heart was glad as yours; I thought the spring lagged on too late; But now I'm sad, though happ when I thought that I would graduate. For months 1 lived in careless bliss. Right kingly was my happy state; I never thought nor even dreamed That I could fail to graduate. I saw myself in cap and gown (The vision haunts me—early, late) With stately step, and wisdom rare The night when I would graduate. But now. alas, misgivings dire Possess my soul. Be gentle. Fate. Hold back the doom that o’er me hangs, And kindly let me graduate. 47 Joe Gibson, ’lb. —I PIERIAN LITERARY SOCIETY MISS MARTHA YOl NC, was born in ireensboro, a quaint I 1 town in the midst of the black belt of Alabama. Her ancestors on both side of the house were distinguished alike for their talent and literary taste. The Ashes of North Carolina and the Tutwilers of Alabama are known to all students of the history of those states. Miss Young was reared in an atmosphere of intelligence and culture. In childhood she listened with delight to stories told her by her old colored mammy. Thus she became familiar with the language, legends and superstitions of the people by whom she was surrounded. She found pleasure in entertaining children with these myths. Seeing that they were charmed bv these strange and mysterious tales from the dark land, she began to prepare them for the press under the nom de plume of Kli Shepherd. In order to secure a good supply of these stories it was her custom to interview the older negroes and draw directly from them, by patient and tactful skill, whatever of interest they had received from their kindred brought over from the dark continent. Her stories cover a wide range including tales of ghosts, birds and animals and are usually expressed in negro dialect. Miss Young's writings quickly caught the public ear and have continued to charm young and old. Her mission as an author seems to be to rescue from oblivion the quaint legends of the negro race and preserve them as a heritage precious to white and black. She has added greatly to her reputation as an author by her readings. I ler manner is distinctly Southern, her voice is charming and her dialect well nigh perfect. Her imitation of bird notes in the legends is something entirely new in recitation. One of the northern hearers writes concerning her recital at the Waldorf Astoria, The careless, happy spirit of Southern life in ante-bellum days seemed to have been transplanted a thousand miles and made to live in a New drawing room. The humor of the situations she portrayed kept her audience in continual laughter. Her stories are equal to those of Joel Chandler Harris with whom she had agreed to prepare a book, but for some reason the plan was never carried out. probably on account of his unexpected death. In Behind the Dark Pines she tells the tales which Southern children have heard over and over again from their darkey mammies. There they hear again the wonderful antics of Br'er Rabbit and his critter companions. These are sometimes expressed in verse as when the author tells of the prayer of the old darkey and the turkey. Christmas was coming and a longing was rising in his soul for a turkey, and not having one he prayed the Lord to send him one. His prayer not being answered promptly, he changed the form of his } ctition from Send de ole nigger a turkey, Lord. to Lord, send de old nigger to de turkey,” and it was not long before the turkey w as his. Mary Clark, To. HI LOYALTY AS A BUSINESS ASSET What is loyalty? The word “Loyalty” implies devoted allegiance which is a most important factor in establishing a young man or woman with any business firm. The business man, in considering an applicant for a position in his office, has this quality preeminently in mind. He wants a man who knows what loyalty means and who will be loyal to his interests. No matter what other good qualities a man may have, if he is lacking in loyalty, he will never be of any great value to that firm. The employee should strive day by day to advance interests with which he is connected. He must bear in mind that his future depends upon the success or failure of the firm. The loyal employee will take every opportunity that presents itself for improving the business. Loyalty implies faithfulness to a trust. This concerns the ability to keep one’s mouth closed regarding the affairs of the office. Of course, the stenographer and the secretary in an office should know a great deal of its private business. but if they are loyal they will not violate the confidence reposed in them by discussing business affairs with other people, either in the office or outside of it. It is not their property; they are merely entrusted with it. This is the simple reason why many stenographers fail. An illustration of this is the conversation between two stenographers overheard in a public elevator: “W ho are you working for now? “(Jh, I have a new position; I'm wroking for Mr. Ammons. Why, didn’t you like your other position?” “No, 1 got tired of that, they didn’t pay me enough. I get ten dollars now and I could have had fifteen if I had only asked for it. I don’t have half so much to do, and Mr. Ammons is just a dear. Mrs. Ammons happened to be on the elevator, and heard the whole conversation, and by tin- end of the week the stenographer who talked so loudly about her employer was looking for another position. Numbers of men and women owe their position of eminence in the business world very largely to true loyalty. On the other hand, a weakness in this respect has cost many a person a position carrying with it great possibilities for the future, perhaps the opportunity of a lifet me. Loyalty in business manifests itself in many ways. Among Other things which may be mentioned are the habit of speaking well of the employer or 50 members of the firm and the business as a whole, keeping your work up to the very highest notch and giving full value for your salary. The best possible foundation for increase in salary is earning more than you are receiving All these are elements that mean more t an employer than dollars and cents could ever express. To the student in school there is every opportunity for the cultivation of this spirit of loyalty in advance of tin real position. Before we can Ik loyal to anyone, we must be loyal to ourselves. As students we are working for ourselves, build ng out careers, preparing for futures limited only by our ambitions and ideals. We owe it to ourselves, as a matter of loyalty, to improve every minute of our time profitably. If there are reasons why we should be loyal to an employer, there are more reasons why we should be loyal to our own interests. First— “To thine own self be true. And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou cansl not then be false to any man. ' Maude(Uimhill, ’la. • • • In these days practically every office worker has an inspirational motto or verse near his desk where his eyes may readily fall on it. Possibly it will help you. after you straighten it out. A EEDRC Ktl cm eb a tilth rinckd. Tie cm eb a Icltti rinebld Ot eth Isfatu fo setho uhtoa eni, Kit em aspeisr a tltlei rmco, Tel em eb, nweh I ma rvwea. Tjsu a et tIli lib outer crychc, Tel me vrees a leltit teterb, Octsh atilt 1 ma virisntg «� rf. Ktl em eb a eliltt verbra clnv palemttnio sbdi em vwear. Lie me vertsi a ttllie derrah ()t eb lal htat I dnslhu eb; Ktl em eb a letlil ckerem Twih het tbreorh ahtt si akeenv, Tie em ktihn reom fo vm enroghbt Nda a tltile sesl fo cm. 51 The (Irena. Writer. SHORTHAND vs. THE LANGUAGE 1 At what stage should our public school system begin to teach pupils the branches by which they must earn their living? In Berkeley, California, an investigation shows that one-third the pupils in the grammar schools are asking for stenography and typewriting, while Latin and breach are declared bv the principals to be the least popular of the courses. Latin and French do not appeal to the students because they do not appear to them to be 'practical.’’ This, no doubt, accounts for the unpopularity of these languages. Students like the practical subjects of shorthand, typewriting and office training because they Can use them as a pleasant means to a livelihood. I he outcome of the discussion at a recent Board meeting was that the demand of the public would have to lx met sooner or later. The Franklin hoo| i„ YVcst Berkeley is already teaching stenography and bookkeeping, languages, for which there is little demand, will have to go. The will of u- IH'ople must prevail in education as in other matters. “TheGregg, Writt r.'' 52 S - -. ■ — - - =3 To the Tune of a Tardy Bell n -------— —.... -- — ■ i ONK Monday morning dawns as blue as the other fifty-one. I think. Tie-blue, however, usually fades out of the week by Tuesday noon, but if one rises late Monday morning even Saturday night is as 1 lue as indigo. When I think of a ride which I had one Monday after rising late. I sneer at that little ridiculous, uneventful ride of John C'ilpin. With half my breakfast in my month, half m lunch in my pocket, and half my books in my hand. I reached the impatiently humming automobile. It was eight fifteen, surely I could get to school on time and there is virtue in that even when one does not know a lesson. The automobile had hern deceitfully humming for hours, but when everything else was ready to start it was found that humming was the limit of its ability. It would not move. It could not be induced to budge. So after wasting several minutes I ran for the street car. There was one chance in a hundred of its putting me at school on time. So I tried bravely to think only of that one chance. But it became slimmer and slimmer as the car poked along and waited for ages at every corner. The motomian stop|x d to get a drink of water and a little further on the conductor ran into a little store for breakfast. The slimmer that chance became the more fidgety I grew. I cannot remember paying my fare. I suppose my head was out of the window when the conductor went by. because I entertained a slight hope of seeing the automobile. W hen 1 was half-way to town I saw the tricky thing gliding along as though it were of the most amiable disposition. Oh, my life was saved. I would get olT of the ear and catch the automobile. Alas, I jum| d off the ear to see the number tag of the automobile waving me a gay good-bye. half a block away; the chauffeur had not seen me. First. I chased the automobile, then the ear. then both. I called both in the most touching accents. I entreated; I threatened; I dropjxd my books; I lost my equilibrium. bate or not late. I could never get to school in that manner. I ran into the Junior High School, to use the telephone. I called all along the route which I supposed the machine had taken. Oh, it was wicked that day and had taken a capricious route. 1 at hist communicated with it at First Avenue and Twentieth Street, where it was patiently waiting for me to alight from a street car. In a few minutes I was speeding toward the school. I felt better. I had nothing to do but to wait. That, however, was more than I had anticipated, for a train of fifty-nine coaches and a hand car had the right-of-way at the L. N. crossing. I waited and I arrived. Also the tardy bell rang and I was tardy. All of the trials which I have hitherto recounted are nothing compared with the after effects of being tardy. When (). K.’s were signed, with the dignity of death warrants, and the penalty paid, I felt that I had at least learned how to be tardy. Mary Griggs, ' 15. fist GLEE CLUB A Convention of Misspelled Words IN AN atmosphere above the grounds of reality there was a city well known as Literature. Its inhabitants were words: some little words, some ordinary words, and some big words; but the most prominent of all were the misspelled words. They were not prominent because of any special merits or feats, but because the great hardships they suffered in existing. The rulers of their empire, called teachers, continually pursued them: they were forbidden to enter the house of Theme and in all their neighborhoods they were a discredit. Aware of their low esteem in public opinion, these misspelled words decided to hold a great convention and endeavor to raise their standard. I his meeting was secretly arranged and in the following spring they assembled on a long “list” owned by the rulers. I lore many old faces met, all humiliated and humble but still desirous of living a better life. They had fallen from many causes. Some had fallen in the use of the |K ssessive case, some from the plural forms,ami others from the wrong dose of suffixes and prefixes. In all cases there was chance for reform and now that they had assembled they could act for themselves. Kveryonc knew that in the center of their city there rose a great and noble temple: here only the righteous lived and under the honor and favor of the kings they prosjx red. 'Now, said the philosophers, if we can gain admission to this lofty house, our troubles will he forever ended. We shall stand well in the ruler's sight: we shall be admitted to the house of Theme and in every way wc shall be bettered. I hus inspired by such an idea the convention arose with one accord and soon they had consecrated their lives to the noble temple—the temple of Dictionary', that the bounds of Literature might be unrestricted. (.liver Craves. 55 HKLKN and Hetty were two very congenial sisters. Helen was tall and fair with great blue eyes and golden curls, Hetty was not so tall and was of the brunette type. They lived in a beautiful home in the country. Since their father's death, ily girls' income was small, but their tastes were simple, so they were quite happy. I lowever. they were delighted when a wealthy friend who lived in the city, offered them her lovely home for the summer. Hetty's happiness was Clouded, however, by her quarrel with diaries (irant, to whom she had been engaged. He had objected to the plan; and during the discussion that followed Bet t had returned his ring. Frank had left, declaring that he won d leave the next week for France. When the girls had been in their new home but two weeks, they had made many friends, they had entertained and had been entertained. Alas, their income for the month had been spent and there were yet two more weeks. What were they to do? Hills were to be paid! Kxtras, that they had not counted on. such as (lowers, ices, special service and telephones, must be paid for. We must pay, said Helen one evening with decision, we can't be disgraced. ' Well, they can't trouble us before the end of the month, and by that time we must find a way. And practical Betty did find a way. It was a wonderful idea. They planned to give an entertainment, an Oriental entertainment. Betty, because of her dark beauty and Hashing eyes, was to dress in costume and dance the old Oriental dances. Helen would present her as a true Oriental by the name of Ksiole-Snosrap. They would completely fool the spectators. It i rather risky, doubted Helen, what if we should be detected? John O.raham. a Review reporter whom I met at Margaret's yesterday, has promised to come and write up the play. Remember, take no one into vonr confidence. Of course I told John, for a reporter must be here, but he has promised faithfully not to tell anyone. Hetty was too overwrought to notice the blush that stole over Helen's face as she said this, but she was thankful for Helen's thoughtfulness. The great night arrived. Hetty had been changed from a jolly girl into such a beautiful, fairy-looking being that Helen scarcely recognized her. She wore a gown of soft, filmy white, which fell loosely around her. The hem was bordered with brightly colored butterflies. From the hem up. were painted vivid flowers while a lace shawl fell in soft, light folds around her. On her head was a quaint, crown-shaped headdress thickly set with jeweled butterflies. In her hand she carried a large feather fan. It was time for the first dance. As she appeared the room was hushed. 56 Then to the weird music she glided lightly across the stage in movements slow and strange. The gliding feet of the dancer were never once lifted from the floor, according to the standards of the Orientals. The audience was spellbound as the girl withdrew. Helen was serving tea to the guests (supposed to be a special kind from the far East) when she noticed a young man taking notes. In her excitement she did not recognize him and asked herself what lie was doing there? Where was John? Suspecting that he was a reporter, she approached him rather timidly. “Nice entertainment, she ventured. “Clever entertainment, yes, he answered. ( lever? asked Hc|en. “Can von keep a secret? Well, this is one of the slickest frauds I have ever seen and 1 intend to publish the whole thing. “Fraud? You mean---------V “Exactly. added the reporter; in the first place her name i not that of a dancer, but of an old Oriental warrior. Let me tell you something, a few years ago I observed the customs of the Orient. W hat was poor Helen to do? To be exposed would mean ruin to her. “Would—would you wait just a few minutes after the people leave? begged Helen. He gave his consent and she slip| ed away to entertain her guests as best she could. Charles ('.rant, for he was the reporter, did not recognize Helen, since he had seen her only a few times as she was away at school the winter before. It was a good entertainment, lie thought, and it would be a shame to spoil it, but----Who was this that came so softly into the corner where he was? The dancer. How tired and sad she looked. True, she did not know anyone was there. She raised her eyes and in the semi-darkness they met his. Charles! she cried. I thought you had gone to war? Betty, you the dancer? And I fixing to re|X rt you. Dear girl, why are you doing this? he asked almost in one breath. “It was the only way, explained Betty. “We had to pu our bills. Bills! Don't ever let me hear that word again: if I could only get out of this fix! You know the way, dear, come back home with me, and I promise hereafter to pay all bills. And there was a tiny sigh of content. Virginia Kelso, '10. A Fable in Alliteration Crazy C’utie C oney Caldwell cooingly called Chicago's crabby colored cop “(‘ally, ’ w ho claimed cats could cackle. The cop contradicted Coney, but Coney crammed a Cream cone in the cop's cap, crying, “Confound you, catch a cold; eaout chouc captured by cash can cure it.” The cop's club eo |uettishly cracked ( oncy Caldwell's coco with cautious celerity, and Coney, crying, “Cut the comedy,” caught a car. “Poet Garrison. Moral: Cubs can’t contradict cops. • Wot ? “Monk Meadow: “Do you know that fools ask questions that wise men cannot answer?” “City Acker: “Yes, I suppose that is the reason I flunk on so many exams.” • Puny Perryman’s playing pool with pellets. He pushes pale, pure |MK l-balls pretty punk. • • « After July First You know after July first they can’t have any more funerals in Alabama. “Why?” because for every funeral they need a bier (Beer). 58 That’s Funny Boy: This match won’t strike.” Girl: “That’s funny; it struck a moment ago. • • • Teacher: “Now, who was that wc just heard sing on the Victrola? Student: Caruso.” Teacher: Good; and who was singing with him? Student: Crusoe’s good man. Friday. • Woof! The singer had sung a certain song a few days before, and was still humming it. Singer: “That song seems to haunt me. Bertie S.: No wonder: look how you murdered it. • Baby, Show Toofies Ilofford Todd: “I want to be excused this evening: I ve got to go to a dentist to get my teeth straightened. Miss Thornton: “How did they get that way? Todd: Oh. I was born that way. Miss Thornton: Then you are the first baby born with teeth. • • • T’was Ever Thusly Teacher: “Yes, my boy; the true student stops and thinks before he speaks. Only the fool is certain. (I.ater) Student: “Are you sure this proposition can In- proved. Teacher: Yes. my boy: certain of it. ♦ ♦ Heard During Test in Math What time is it ? Yes.” What, that late?” • • Belle Cockrell: “Mr. Chase, which way does that river flow?” Mr. Chase (looking at map): “Don’t now; it isn't flowing on here. Prohis Are In On First Avenue between Eighteenth and Nineteenth Streets is a liquor dealer whose first name is August. On the outside of his store is a sign which reads, ‘The first of July is the last of August.’ ” 59 COMMERCIAL CLUB s One On (ius Burglar Bill: “Those gypsies told C.us that he would die on the gallows.” Dynamite Dan: “Well, did he?” Bill: No, he died of old ago while waiting for a new trial. • Ouch! She: “ This is the first time I have been in love, but He: “But what?” She: I hope it won’t be the last. • • July the First Will yum: “How did Pa lose his money? Mu: “It was spirited away.” Will yum: “Whattya mean, spirited away? Mu: “Me spent it on booze. • lie’s l.azy Slick Davis, our noted special delivery mail carrier, states that he is glad that he is living in a modern age. In olden days,” he says, “the ancients did all their writing on blocks of stone.” • ' No Swimming Allowed Bed” Sparkman (reading Roman Funeral Kites'): “MissThornton, don't you think it was unnecessary to put a coin on the dead man’s mouth? Miss Thornton: “No: that was to pay his fare across the River Styx. Red: “Couldn't he swim? • • Miriam Hostetler: “I think Grant did a fine thing when he saved Wash- ington from capture.” Hirsch: I thought Washington was dead.” • • Who To? Parent: “I believe my boy is turning into a professional literary man. JoseyC.: “W hat the matter?” Parent: “He’s always writing for money. • Miss Merrill: “If the Tidewater car could not run during the heavy rain, did Nell W ade to school? til Under the Spreading Chestnut Tree Apologies to Longfellow irorcfc, Music and Cut by Held matt Chorus by Roost” Under the spreading high school roof. The high school smithy stands; The smith a puny boy is he, With lank and skinny hands; And the muscles in his bony arms Are as weak as rubber bands. Ilis hair is crisp and red and long; His face is like a pan, As he looks his teacher in the face, He forges an iron band; With brow well wet with ill-gotten sweat. He earns a pass if he can. At school he is a mighty man; A man of men—apart; He lifts those great big tongs of iron As if they were a tart. At home, it is a different tale; He is too weak to work When father hollers, he turns pale. For then, he cannot shirk. 02 One Too Minnie Beryl Rogers: Tve many 1 eaux. Julia! Saks: That's nothing; I have Minnie Scherr. • Oh, Shucks Homer Suds” (visiting the prison): S i you teach your prisoners telegraphy? Warden: Yes. Suds:” “Hull, do you let them make a dash for liberty? Originality is a Gift Minnie Dunn: May I recite, Mr. Price? I want to make up that had mark. Mr. Brice: Yes, that all you have been doing- making it up? It's not in the book; go ahead. ♦ • Nerve Hungry Johnston works in a hardware store. Recently an old negro came in to get an axe handle. Taking pity on him. Henry put the handle in, and after a little thought, decided to sharpen the axe. To do this he asked the negro to turn the grindstone. After the job was completed, the negro came over to Henry, You didn't pay me, he said. Pay you for what? asked Henry. Twenty-five cents for turning grindstone. said the nerviest man alive. • • At the Senior Bazaar Sis” Lawman: Oh, look at the girl serving wienies with grey hair. • • Owed to a Girl I stole a little kiss last night; My conscience hurteth me, alack; I think I’ll go again tonight And try to put the blamed thing back. —Bill Cunningham. • Apologies to All Bone-Heads Mr. McGlathery: Yes. gelatin is made from the bones of animals, usually from the feet, where there are a number of joints. Crossties (trying to pull a joke): Sometimes they make it from a calf’s head: it doesn’t look like a calf has any joints in his head. Mr. Me.: You can make gelatin from any bony part of the body. 03 The Raving Once upon a dark night dreary, I left mv home so bright and cheery To wend my way to a little dearie, Who lived to the east two miles or more. And as I walked (my cane fast tapping), Suddenly I heard a “yapping.” As of cats and dogs a-scrapping; Scrapping on somebody's door. 'Tis only dogs and cats a-scrapping Only this—and nothing more. And so with this good consolation, I journeyed towards my destination; But for my own self-preservation, I walked much faster than before: And I thought of murders and direful things, Of Dead-Kye Dick and Jesse Janies, With their names and their horrible deeds galore — Onlv this, and nothing more. But at last I arrived; and now 1 recall. At her home 1 was ushered into the hall, Where her father, whose pate was slick and bald, Stared and stared until I got sore. As I talked of the weather and the tax on tea. And the drop of cotton from six to three, Alas! 1 warbled it o'er and o'er; And all the answer he deigned in reply. Was a frown and a grunt and a stare of the eye That was all—no more- no more. She came tripping down; ah, fair to behold; And I said to her father -(alas, I was bold)— “May 1 have her for mine—ever more—evermore? He said not a word, but rolled up his sleeve, And I said to myself, It is high time to leave,” And so I backed me towards the door. But his foot fell upon me, and I on the floor. A black eye he gave me anil then some more. Sn groaning and moaning and limping with pain, I trudged on my way till I came once again To the dogs and the cats fighting same as before; And I thought, to my love would I go never more. 04 Hugh Duncan, T5. Another Case In a hammock in the orchard. Swung I with my darling Grace; There was danger of her falling. So I held her round the waist. Just above, a rosy apple Hung quite fast upon the tree; “See that apple, dearest Fdwyn? Get it then, said Grace to me. So I swung the hammock higher, Reached—all. it‘s another case: For just then I lost my balance And, like Adam, fell from Grace. —Edwyn Morris. Heard in Machine Shop Mr. Lowell: That boy has a mechanical brain. Kobt. Staid ham (aside): “Yes. he has wheels in his head. • • On Who? Miss Wuldhorst: Take to frostbites on page two hundred. 05 MOVING PICTURE'S - CHS FILM Co VAHtTJ PIIV4IU 1 TtflBULaTfOM UMG T«f H MO — ro — G8APU 1TI0 . v- Ttr TTTjrnT- 8«c . to C� Mtsw infin tv' f w«uit.� r tt)P£MERIt THEx f I AUDITORIUM - .r Expl PlCTHODOj STUDY. T s CH£9( C£ ■ ■' ( 30 MATH f 4 5 }0 i! TtAl Lto.OGt 7 d tA’ I p A t '• v.-( o .i ft « WAKii T PHASED BY I THE KO WDof CCHSOHSHUK. if A-0� v VM T rot Miv s 7 r,vvwr «£ Y0O joir l Todo YilTh IT ? tdr nfie, No. 1 CENTRAL I ll(.II SCHOOL. JUNK 4, 1015 Vol. I BIG SUIT ON IN HIGH SCHOOL COURT One f the most sensational cases of recent years was called in High School Couri last Sunday, when our class president, Mr. Donald o. Thontbury, brought suit against Miss Eva Mae Wigglcsprat for broach of promise. The evidence in the case tends to show that some days ago, Miss Wiggle-sprats promised Thornl)ur ' that she would ojh-ii a first-class wienie joint in front of the building. The plaintiff avers that this promise was not fulfilled, thereby causing the plaintiff untold anguish and despair at not being able to procure said wienies, and asks damages in the snrft of four bits. BUXOM BABY BROMBERG PUTS THEM ON One of the most interesting events of the semester was the conversion of Mr John Hannibal Cornelius Vanderbilt Bromberg to long trousers. Mr. Bromberg, who. like the river, is just past the five-foot stage, states that this step, or rather hop, was taken after the most careful consideration as to consequence . The editors wish Mr. BromU-rg a happy and pros|H-rous future in his new habiliments. WAR NEWS It is rumored that the Russians have taken Pt-runa, but this cannot be verifier I. as they have Ix.ttlcd up the jK.rt (wine) with the bottle . Sarsaparilla has been taken by the Scandinavian Za ookies. Our war news is scarce, owing to the fact that we had not heard about the war till yesterday. However, we expect to have a few reporters on the scene as soon as they wake up. From latest reports it seems that England's naval commanders are trying to take Turkey's Harder-Nell. We don't know the lady, but site must l e good-1 Hiking, if they have a whole licet out after her. UNUSUAL ACCIDENT IN SHOP LAVATORIES clean towel and a whole lwr of soap were found in the Shop lavatories tins morning. HOGAN GETS SOUARK MEAL Marshall Kustieorum Hogan, one of high school’s most promising roc-artist , succeeded after many attempts in getting a square liicaL Mr. Hogan was doing sentinel duty on the Y. M. C. A. steps, when a young (?) lady of doubtful appearance pasted: anti lo. a peanut fell from her nerveless grasp. One would think that a peanut so escaping would make a dash for liberty, hut Hogan succeeded in attracting the jieanut's attention. The innocent ground-pea, thinking that it � aw � n Hogan's face some of its beloved terra-firmn, made a dash at it. falling into the dutches of Hogan’s new gold (?) tooth. Alas. |xx r ground-pea: naught remained to tell the pathetic tale. RAVINGS OF ROOST A sad sight ha completely upset us. W e were not acquainted with the fact that Spring Fever caused any mental disorder or unreasonable brn i n- pressure. We refer to those black shoe-strings that arc worn about the foreheads of our younger (?) and prettier (?) girl . Have you seen ’em? Perhaps they are trying to prevent that dreadful scourge, Rig-Head, caused by the sight of a near diploma. o THE GIMLET THE GIMLET “Deep borrs thcGimlet where the brains are thin Issued once each year by ye Clmke Editors STAFF CROSSTIKS, list) Corrmnotutent on (funeral , Wienie | arllc and Commencement . BO BE RETS, EGO i Cover L on-fiuht� . Club foetal and checker mutchc . ROOSTER. Typist, office boy and confidential adviser to tlieir Mafcitie . EDITOR I M S I’ve failed in English, And llunkcd in Chrm., The lad groaned with a his-.; “And I’m on the trail of the guy who said That ‘Ignorance is bliss.’ ’’ CONTRADICTION Wc wish to contradict the report that one. William Hall, is a murderer. The Bill I bill of Central High School i� not the one acquit ted of murder. Some friends of the aforesaid William were misled by his natural cast of countenance into thinking he was quilty of the crime: but, as yet. Mr. Hall is innocent. Advertisement The Mirror, one of our Ik- i comic suj -plcmcnt , wishes us to announce that it has a 145-page ad attached to this i-alle of the Gimlet. We make this announcement cheerfully, knowing that the first few pages of this volume would lx overlooked in your haste to read the Gimlet. We want to give our minor departments full notice. Answers to Health Questions Goldy: Wc know of no satisfactory method of pulling false- teeth without wetting the hands. You might try a rope. Student: There is no antidote for a high- school cooking class biscuit taken by mistake for food. Potassium Cyanide will put you out of your misery. Culie K.: No. it L unnecessary, when summoned into court, to wear a court plaster. F. G. C.: No, fish will do you no good. Kish is a brain foot I—not a I onc-biiilder. Grrty ().; Blushing cannot In- helped. Anyway, he told me he liked it. Lucy B.: Yes, l.c Rouge de Carmen will bring the color kick to your faded cheeks. Iluf) B.: No. a Mexican hairless dog would not Ik a good rabbit dog. A good dog must k- able to raise the hare. CRAZY CROAKS BY CROSSTIKS Spring When the alarm clock runs down. And ceases to ring, I run right ujistairs To wind up the spring. The year’s at the spring; The day’s at the morn. Morning’s at ten-ten. The blackboard's chalk pearled; Test in one-elcvcn; All’s wrong with the world. • • • Breathes there a grad with soul so dead. Who never to himself hath said. “This is my own—my own dear “dtp? • • • And what is so rare as this day in June? Then, if ever, this happy fool Approaches the speaker with gladsome look.-. That proclaims him a grad from our old high school. ()RATC)R ICAI. C JNTEST Mr. Willard Mobley- won the “S. O. S. Club oratorical contest, giving Hamlet’s soliloquy beginning: To lx or not to wur.— Dot i s der interrogat ion. 09 THE Cl MEET 3 LETTERS TO EDITORS Mr. Glazier Refutes Mr. Duncan's Statements Mister Ediiur Not long ago liter appered in yur column of liter hih skule nutgizinc an account uv French Harp Dunkan to Koncy. It' .ill rung. Dunkan; it's all rung. I wish to con-trailik yur conclushutu wen uy say thrt Kiishen- ar n. g. I yam Ru-heii an prowd uv it. I don't see wy yu say thet ther Kushcns drink to much vodker. We don't. we can't get ettuf to satisfi our thurst. If you don't Ijelevc me I say come to Rusher; yu an- too much unfamilicr with itffareH over bear to rite about di m wit so much prekosity. ISAAC HOLLIMAN Rusher. Per (.lazier. WHO'S WHO AND Win IN SENIOR CLASS Fish Johnston: Cots up petitions that never get anywhere. (� � . O' A‘eat: Speaks sometimes, but mostly talks. Johnny Hat man: Loser of Beauty Con test by three minutes and five votes. A (tie Perryman: Forgets his name. “Cheney Dryer: I las hard hick, and loves dogs all the way. Veka lAtwrey: Runs Mirror and rolls her eyes. Kid” Kennedy: More eyes mostly smiles. C tit air Mason: C.cts mad and picks up pi| cr. Jostiff llirsth: Knocks joke dcpiirtment. We'll get him yet. TEACHERS STAND EX AMS. The pupils of the fourth semester classes recently forced Mr. Chase and Miss Dickson, of the History Deportment, to stand an examination to prove their ability to teach I listory. Some idea of the � • verity of the test may he gaine I from an extract from the tent questions: (1) What does your book say of the Punic Wars Discuss ltricfly in aliout forty seven pages. (2) Why was the Punic War puny? (3) If HanniKal pursued the Romans, who did D. G. Chase? ( I) If SocTBUnrrim, will llanuilul? NOTED ACTOR SUBDUED One of Central' most brilliant shiug-shing acton was walking toward the V. M. C. V, and cn route, tried to fracture a sewer pi|xr with his brainless heel. The poor actor's weekly pur of white sox were sorely rent. Words were uttered in Spanish, but no ladies were present. N 11 ADD YE MEAN? Is the boy piying you a compliment when he says, Yes, you xerre pretty when you were little, and you hud such nice clothes. Someone said that the jokes were the very Life of a school paper, (lie's dead: brain concussion a la brick.) We don't want the Gimlet to Ik a comic supplement: we have one attached in front of us. However, some designing teachers, who hunger for publicity, have hatched nefarious schemes to get jokes into our columns, and so ruin our “rep for seriosity. Please overlook these grievous faults, atul read only the choice news items which wc have obtained for you. lilt TH i 11 Kill SCH )()l. is indeed grateful to the large number of schools that have sent their exchanges to us this year. It is true we did not exact I meet the requirements of an exchange department as vc sent out a full exchange list only once during the entire session. This, however, was due not to any neglect on our part but was caused by the business department's failure to print enough to meet the sales and to send out exchanges. We hope to send even one a copy of this issue, our highest effort for the year. lit looking over last year’s exchanges anti comparing them with this year's we were much struck by the marked improvement in every respect. There were a number of new papers started; the old ones had more pages, more advertising and more art than last year; and the standard for school magazines was certainly raised during the year. We did not receive a single paper that was not a credit to the school from which it came. Before going to press we have received a few Commencement issues from schools which close early. These all showed that the zeal of the staffs printing them did not diminish in the least toward examination time, on the contrary it was redoubled. • • AS THEY ARE SEEN BY US Green and Gold We were delighted to receive this breezy, original paper from Oakland, and the numerous pictures of the exposition grounds heightened our desire to attend Uncle Sam's greatest show. Another original feature of this paper was a department devoted to the theatres. We have received no other exchange this year with such a department. • The Blade The Hladc from Nashville is an attractive, snappy little paper that shows conscientious work on the part of the editorial staff. • • The Comet The Comet from Austin. Texas. i one of the cleverest little papers that has come under our observation this year. Though there were not any too many jokes and cuts, the departments were full and enjoyable. 70 Lehigh Burr The Purr is a departure from the usual line of magazines in that it has no Literary. Fiction, or hardly any other departments, but is something on the order of Life. The cuts and cover designs and sketches that are so plentifully scattered all through the magazine look like they must have been done by another James Montgomery Flagg. • • The Purple and (.old The Purple and Cold from Osceola. Arkansas, with a cover design of those colors and an advertising section that would do credit to a large newspaper, is the latest exchange. • • • The Sentinel The first Annual which we received was this magazine from Paytona, Fla. To use a slang expression, it is some magazine. ( uts are scattered throughout and every department, especially the Senior, is given full attention. Poetry and jokes are numerous and g«xxl. and the readerV interest is held even thru the last sheets of advertising. • The College Topics The I niversity of Virginia is keeping us well posted on that institution with its breezy, snappy newspaper. It is larger than a college paper usually is. and every item is interesting and well written. • Said and Done The first thing to attract us about this paper was the beautiful cover. Our interest was intense in all departments, each of which was written almost perfectly. The school magazine i evidently very prosperous, as it does not have much advertising, yet has a duplicate cover and beautiful frontispiece. • The Mirror We had often heard that there were other Mirrors in the I'nited States besides ours, but it has not been our fortune heretofore to see one. We art-glad that the Mirror of West Hoboken. New Jersey, is a credit to the name. An original feature of this paper is the section reserved for the greetings of former students. We think this an excellent idea. • The Comet We congratulate you on your refreshing number of last month. All departments are complete and have appropriate cuts, though none are very large. 71 DRAMATIC CLUB PAGE MISSING PAGE MISSING Government Anatomy “Father, what’s that house over there?” “That’s the government’s headquarters. A long puzzled silence— “Father, where are its hind-quarters? • • You're Right, Vivian Vivian Bentley, out to dinner, thrice refused chicken gravy, of which she was very fond. Her hostess, who had added macaroni to the gravy, finally said, “W hy, I thought you liked chicken gravy? “I do sometimes, replied Vivian, “but my mamma never puts windpipes in it. • • “That Is the Question” The superintendent of a Sunday School was illustrating for the children the text: Arise, and take the young child and his mother and flee into Egypt.” Showing them a large picture she asked: Now, isn’t that splendid? Here is the mother, here is the young child, there’s Egypt in the distance.” The children, however, looker! disappointed, and finally one little boy piped out: “Please, teacher, where’s the flea? -Couravt. Poor Buddie “Good morning, Jamie. How is every one at home? Oh, pretty good, 'ceptin' Buddy; he’s in bed. “( iikkI gracious! what ails him ? Well, you see, it was this way: We was seeing who could lean out the window the fartherest, an’ Buddy, he won. 75 De Happy Long Ago De c r plantation time am gone erway, An all my frien’s hab fled Pum me, An' ebry pleasure ol� dat bv-gone day, 'Cep de banjo on my knee. I s siltin’ by my little cabin do , An in de shadder ob de moon Think of de days I ’ll nebber see no mo’, An' den 1 strikes a little chime. De music ob de happy long ago. My banjo's sweetly hummin . seems Ter fill my heart wid mingled joy anti woo. An' wrop me in de Ian' ob dreams. 1 sees de sun a-shinin’ bright. n’ all ile birds a-singin’ rhyme, While ebry flower shows delight Bekasc it's in de summer time. Krgin I 'proach de ol plantation, De place wltar I wah bawn; Oust mo I eats de watahniillion. An' shucks de ears ob yaller cawn. M ol’ time darkey frien’s 1 find; Togedder massa's fiel’s we hoe. An’ hab tie many joys divine l.ak dose ob many yeahs ago. When fust de fros’ hab fall upon de fiel’, Off In de glimmer ob de moon, A silent bunch ob joyous darkies steal Ter kotch de ’possum an’ de ’coon. Den while de banjo’s playin' sof’ an’ low Amid de twinklin’ ob de stars, De niggahs tell de stories dat dey know Of witches, ghosts, an' bars. Dcm days am gone an' now I s git tin' ol . An soon I’ll cross de ribber wide, An’ reach de glor’ous gates ob gol’ On de shinin’ yuther side. An’ sholy by de great, etern’l mansion, I’pon dat lubley ribber sho‘, De darkies dcre will hab de ol’ plantation Ob de golden long ago. Edgar Garrison, ' 15. 70 (Class (Officers iPnunlh (Thornsluiru . Millie ffiilliatus ittark iiiimtt . Armstrong (Corn . Sjausou tlicllrr Alim Jlolorcu . 3subcl iForh . Ofirurgc 3Jrcw . . 11 match litts . fcbgar (Garrison . literal lingers iCee (Dla Shannon . (Tltcohore IColuiitsliore iiiimtie .Schcrr . . . . . Jrcsibent . . •Uicc-:JJrcsiheut . liccorhing Scrretaru . . (Cor. Secretary . . . . (Treasurer ................prophet historian . . . . Statistician ..................Orator ..................ifJoci ...............Jlssauist .................pianist ...............Hiolinist ................Moralist iiiotto: ttUiolulchgc is joiner. (Colors: COlb (fiolh anb (Olilie (Sreeu. JFlotner: iiiarecbal Kiel liosr. j K Senior ilbiiors I iFrehcrick Jerru 31ba (Tomlinson Stella iHay (Orr J V JT DONALD HOBSON THORNBl RY Title of honor ndtl not to his worth. who is himself an honor to his title.” President Senior Class. Ambition: To finish at ‘‘Alabama.” LILLY WILLIAMS “People praise her for her virtue's sake.” Vice-President Senior Class. .1 mbition: To marry young. HANSON STAKE1A KELLER Gyp .1 good character shines by its men light. Yancey: Eutcrncan; Dramatic Club; Treasurer; Mirror Board 13 '14; Shakes|xarean I’lav '15; Treasurer Senior Class. A mbition: To git the best that is in him. MARK AGCSTCS MYATT. |r. •Mike” The finest fruit earth holds up to its Maker is a inished man. Yancey; Recording Secretary of Senior Class Ambition: To lake a trip in an airship. 7S ARMSTRONG CORY Strong Arm Nothing was too great for him to undertake. President of Yancey Literary Society ’14; President of Auditorium Committee. Joint Debate '13: Mirror ’15; Corresjmnding Secretary of 'IS Class. A mbition: To do something unusual. ALVA I.OWREV Vdva They all lined her, from the lowliest rat to the mightiest senior. Clio; Dramatic Club; Eutcrpean; Athletic Association Vice-President Clio 14; President 15; Joint Debate'll; Oratorical Contest 'IS; Captain Basket Ball I I; Operetta, Miles Stnudish, ‘14; Secretary Eurerpcau ‘IS; Thanksgiving Play ’l l; Grammar School Play 'IS; Shakes; earean Play 'IS; Secretary Council 'IS; Editor-in-Chicf Mirror Tl-TS; (‘lass Prophet. A mbition : To hr able, someday, to kerf) up with her belongings. ISABEL l-ORD Thou living ray of in teller I ual fire. Clio -Secretary T4, Vice-President T5; Class Historian. Ambition: Tv president of the Teen-Age Girls' Council SAMUEL GEORGE FREY “Fray None but himself can be his parallel. Curry Treasurer '12, Vice-President 13, President 'l l: Joint Debate '14; Oratorical Contest '15; Pri-sttknt Spanish Club la; Senior Play '15: Shakespearean Play 'la. Ambition: To imitate Southern.” 71) UMSTKI) SAMUEL PITTS ‘Tempo cd .1 man of spollen reputation whose ward is equal to his hand. Dramatic Club; Euterpcau: Curry Treasurer 11. Secretary T4-T5: Joint Debate ’l l; Oratorical Contest ’13. 15; Senior Play 15; Shakespearean Play 15; Business Manager Mirror T4-T5; Presi-dent Council T4-T5; Class Orator. .1 mbit ion: To perfect self-government. BKKYI- ROC.ERS ••Burl “It is a toad thinz to be rich, a Rootl tiling to Ik strong but it is l etter to be helmed of many friends. Spanish Clult—Vice-President To; Eutcrpean; Dramatic Club; Mirror Board 13. T4, To; Aglain Vice-President 15;Shakespearean Play '14; Oratorical Contest 15; Joint Debate 15; Class Essayist. . I mbition: To men a Wienie Shop. EDC.AR EARL CARR ISON Poet What a grand power is the power of tkoughtl Curry; Mirror Board 14- 15; Class Poet. .4 mbition: To write an epic. THEODORE EDITS I.OWINSOHN Leftic Louie Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood of harmony, with instinct more divine. Violinist 15; President of Orchestra; Vaneev. .1 mbition: To play in Sew York Symphony Orchestra. LEE OLA SHANNON “Speedy Fair in sooth, teat the maiden. Dramatic Club; Pierian —President ' 14: Oratorical Contest 15; Grammar School Play 15; Thanksgiving Play 14; Class Pianist. .1 mbit ion: To enjoy life. MINNIE ALBERTA S HERK “Bunny” Thy voire is a reiestwl melody Clio: Class Vocalist 'I-1 : Snow-White; Thanksgiving Play: G. A. A. 13 -14; Mirror Board 14 T5; Corresponding Secretary of Commercial Club '15: Secretary Dramatic Club; Membership Committee of Eutcrpcan '14. A mbit ton: To he private secretary to the president. MARGARET ALEXANDER She is as constant as the stars that tievtr vary. Aglaia -Executive Committee 'l l. Ambition: To he ever jolly. WALTER GEORGE AI.SM I I.I.KR His faults ran never hurt another's ease. Ambition: To make the world a little merrier. SI HELEN MARIE AVERETT Pinkie” Smites are the language of love” Pierian—Executive (’ontmittce ’15; Vice Prod dent � f Arl or Day Association. Ambition: Just to be happy. 1.1.1 K BEAIRI) Snooks ‘‘.1 store of ftooii her greatest wealth, Her best Companions, innocence and health Clio; Dramatic ('tub. Ambition: To get thin. LOUISE BELL Bell Earth's noblest thing a woman perfected. Clio—Secretary 15; (i. A.; Mirror Board ’15-Senior Basket Ball ’15. A mbit ion: To have a n a n to mobile. LEE ELLA BELL There is nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. Commercial Club. A mbition; To have her hair stop curling. 82 EDITH MORRIS BERRY “Berry Those about her shall read the perfect ways of honor Chairman Press Committee Clio; Assistant Critic. Ant hit ion: To tench school in the country. VERA MAE BREWER “Mary Jane” “ Her glossy hair was clustered o'er a brow. Height with intelligence, and fair and smooth.’' Clio Literary Sodety. Ambition: To he a lecturer. WILLIAM ROBERT BLAIR “Bill” Mingle a little folly with your wisdom Milliard Recording Secretary ‘15. 0� rresjK ml-ing Secretary '14; Treasurer Eutcrptfan; Glee Club. A nihil ion: To live in the West. JOHN LOl'IS BROMBERG Jawn MacBergwitz I can counterfeit the deep tragedian, speak and look hack and pry on every side. Yancey; Little Princess: Snow-White. .1 mbit ion: To graduate front C. II. S. 83 MARGARET MOORE Bl'RWELI. Rncards come from earnest effort. . I mbit ion: To be an author. KATHLEEN CLARK So unaffected, so composed a mind. So strong, yet so refined. Clio Literary Society. Ambition: To be agreeable MARY BKRin CLARK ••Polly” Gently to bear, kindly to iudge. Mirror Board '14-T§; (. lio—Chairman Executive Committee ’H, Treasurer '15. A mbition: To go to Livingston. 84 MARY VIKc'.INIA CCMMINO Winnc-Taska” ''.She used much mid night oil.” Dramatic Club -Executive Committee ’In: Eu-trrpeun; AgUtin Secretary '15. Ambition: To moke folks sit up anil hike notice. CONSTANTINE PERKINS CALDWEI I Coney” 'On their own merits modest men ore dumb.” Ambition: To write a novel. MARIE BELLE COCKRELL Cut ie Beauty tost her nothing, her virtues were so rare. Ambition: To marry n millionaire. MARION '.RAVES CROSTHWAIT Crossties” Many a joke had he.” Mirror: President ”S. (). S. Club. .1 mbitinn: Not to be regardnl as a Joke.” S5 HARTKII)C� K CRI Ml.KM DA Is Slick “I how fought a good fight. I hove finished my course, I how kept the faith. President Athletic Association l'� : Mirror II ’I i; Hilliard -Critic 15; Base Ball 'II-'I2; Root Ball ’13: Captain Base Ball 12: Captain loot Ball 14; Track Team T4; Basket Ball ,I4 ‘I5. .1 mbit ion: Football forever. KATHLEEN DAVIDSON She is like o sunbeam and you feel the belter for having known her. Clio. A mlotion: To terrify the Freshies. MARY CHAM BLESS DRYER “Chancy Such o whirlpool in her head of fun and mischief Pierian Critic 12. Treasurer 15; Kuterix-jn; I Iranratic Club. Ambition: To teoclt dancing. MARY MOZELLE Dl’NCAN Her voice was eier soft, gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.” J mbit ion: To be a teacher. S6 MIN NIK CORNELIA DUNN “Miss Did As merry ns (he day is long. Euterpe.in: liu; Council 12; Executive Committee Clio '15: Business Department of Mirror. Ambition: To stare people. MAVE FRANKLIN Tiny Mite An outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace. Clio. Ambition: To grow tall. H7 MAI D CAMmi.l. Maid Her air, her manner, all who saw admired.” Courteous, though coy, and gentle though retired.” Winner in Letter Contest: President Commercial Club; Clio; Buhinc«s Department of Mirror. Ambition: To lx a trained nurse. N ANN IK CAM BILL “She hath a thousand thoughts at her fingers' ends.' Commercial; Clio; President Commercial '14. A mbition: To lx young forever. ESTHER TOOTSIE GOLDMAN Tootsie ”(,)nick. but not hasty, impulsive, not rash.” Akinin; Kuter| ean; Dramatic Club. A mbit ton: To be a good friend to everyone. FORSYTHE GORDY •‘A man of wit and brain. Huinlcsgiving Play 12, ’13, 14: ShakcsjMMrean Play '13. 14; Snow-White 15; Bachelor Hall 'l l; Treasurer Dramatic Club ’1.V14; Chairman Pres Committer Yancey. .1 mbition: To lx a photographer. 88 MARY LOUISE ('.RICOS “Merry wll Mitre tlwu hast a mind that suits With this, thy fair and outward character. Pierian; Dramatic Club; Pierian Vice-President 'll; President ’15; Joint Debate 'll: Mirror Board 'I ft; Winner in Letter Contest. Ambition: To make a mark in this world. GUSSIK IN HZ GROOVER ' CioosieM “ Nothing hut success can attend the efforts of such as she.” Pierian; Dramatic Club; Eutcrpcan; Shakespearean Play 14; Senior Play 15: Secretary Pierian '15; Treasure Dramatic Club '15. Ambition: To be a “Movie Actress. IMOGENE ALLEN (.OAR She thought not of herself. Clio— Chairman Press Committee, Critic. .1 mbit ion: To he a I ihraria n. SUSAN AUGUSTA GOING “ Noble by great deeds. Pierian. Ambition: To haw red hair. 81) ANNIE MERLE HAGGARD Pansy inlet “The hand that follow intellect tan achieve Aglaia—Vice-President '14. Executive Commit tee ’15: Mirror Board Tfi; Council ’l l.15; Dramatic Club; C.. A. A. A mbit ion: To teach English. LENA LILLIAN HARRIS .1 noble type of good heroic womanhood. Clio; G. A. A. Ambition: To war bobbed hair. WILLIAM ROBERT HALL Bill He never betrayed a friend, he never broke a promise. Curry; Foot Ball 'LL'll; Basket Ball 'LL II 14 '15; Business Department Mirror I 4-'15. Ambition: To keep his sweater” from feminine dutches. TINSLEY RANDOLPH HARRISON He looked quite through the deeds of men. Corresponding Secretary of Yancey; Mcml ership Committee of Dramatic Club: Joint Debate '15; Oratorical Contest '15; Shakcspcrcan Play 1-I- 15; Irammar School Play 15; Thanksgiving 'l l. A mbit ion: To grow no more. 9t) CHARLES MASON HEWITT Gambler Fine manners are the mantel of fair minds. Ambition: To make a fortune. JOSEPH EMMETT IIIKSII Doc” The forte of his men merit makes his men way. Secretary and Treasurer of Orchestra T2-T ; Vice-Prcsulent 'l l; Business. Department of Mirror; Vaneev. Ambition: To men a country store. MIRIAM OLIVE HOSTETLER ••Rum Oh! what a wondrous life is yours! Agluia; Dramatic Club; Eutcrpcan; G. A. A.; President Aglaia ‘I-L'lfi; Secretary Eutcrpcan ’I I: Vice-President Dramatic Club '15; Joint Debate '13; Oratorical Contest Tl-’15: Shakespearean Play I-I; Grammar School IMay '15; Basket Ball 15; Mirror Board 14-15. Ambition: To be President of the United Stoles. ROBERT GOLDSMITH HEWITT Teacher’s Pet A man needs not to speak for himself whose in ten rily of chat after is sufficient. Yancey. .1 mbit ion: To make 1(H) in Trig. 91 ANNA GREGORY JOHNSTON “Johnston, ’ Sister Anna Her cheeks were like the cherries. Her skin as while as snow.” Euterpean; A. A.; Basket Ball '12. ’15; Treasurer of Aglaia. Ambition: To lead a quiet life. MILTON OLIVER HOWLE Math Shark I like the man who faces what he must. With a step and a heart of cheer. Athletic Association; Captain of Senior Track Team. Ambition: To be a mechanical engineer. 92 THOMAS HENRY JOHNSTON “Possum” A gentleman aiul a true friend. Vaneev—Treasurer 15: Business Manager Mirror ’ll: Shakespearian '15. Ambition: To keep in “Hunt's'' goml graces. CATHERINE RHODES JONES ••Cal Graced by those signs, which truth delights to men The timid blush and mild submitted tone.” Pierian: Dramatic. .1 mhition: To live in the country. WILL JONES ‘•Red’ lie was so quiet and happy xeithal: a well of good humor and contentment which overflowed at his eyes. , I mhition : To study Science. VIVIAN MAXWEI.I. JONES “I meddle with no man's business but my own, Intercollegiate Champion Half Mile and Quarter Mile Runner; Captain Track Team 13. 14. A mhition : To gel his dip. 93 MADELINE KEENE Mnnnift” Wearing all that wealth of learning, lightly like a flower Pierian; Mirror Board ’15. Ambition: To tin something great. C.WEN DULY N KEITH As Imre 04 any pearl.' Dramatic Club. Ambition: Mot to hair the grouth.' MAY BELLE KELLEY She was happy ami made others happy. Ambition: To Ik a dancer. EMMA JANE KENNEDY Jam , “Baby, “Em A merry heart goes all the day. Critic Clio '13; Secretary and Treasurer, C . A. A. T4: Vice-President To; Manager Sophomore Basket Ball. Captain Freshman and Junior Basket Ball. Ambition: To become a “Taylor. 04 LUCY ALLENE KIKER h not her mind a gentle mind. Is not her heart a heart refined? Clio—Crilic 'll. Ambition: To I the Boss. MARGUERITE KIN . .1 lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded, . I rose with all its sweetest leaves W folded. Pierian. . I mbit ion; To he popular. MARY I VIENNE KNIGHTON .1 perfect, noble, innocent girl. •Vlaia. Ambition: To get an education. MARY ESTHER I.APPAGE “Maidy A ml in her heart there was no guile. Eutcrpcan; Clio. Ambition: To find some one who will listen in- telligently to me. ETHEL NOVELLE LAWI.EV Of a zcntlc, timid naturt. Clio; Dramatic Club. . I niMian: Td be ckeerf til. MYRA JENNETTE I .AN .1 woman’s heart, a woman's soul. Are greater valued than pure void. Clin. Amid lion: To be a peach. EDITH LEONARD “There's language in her eyes. her checks, her lips, Clio: Girls Athletic Association. . I mbit ion: To ma rry a farmer. BESSIE LIVINGSTON Kind her eyes, and innocent A nd all her gracious bearing. Clio. Ambition: To be worshipful. 96 RUTH MAY MADISON Goodness in her presence shines. .1 nihil ion: To make ‘ leaven.'' MARY ELLA MAC . I LI. Bon To know Iter is to love her. And love hut her forever Pierian': Dramatic Club; Slmkesjx-aroan Play 'I I; Thanksgiving Play T4; Grammar School Play ‘1$; Senior Play '15; W inner in Letter Contest. A mbit ion; To be loved. HARRIET BLAIR MASON “Peggy And all her looks a culm disclose of innocence and truth. Pierian Chairman Pres® Committee ’15. G. A. A. Ambition; To be a cartoon painter. ELIZABETH HOBSON MARSH Tis a level mind that can order things well. Grammar School Play ’15. A mbition: To be a ppreciated. 1� 7 ANNA GEKAI.DINK McC'OKMAl K Modesty and sweetness of nature combined. Clio. Ambition: To Ik head of the English Department. Wll.l kl� MOBI.KV ”MolK‘rliiz” Much loved by all. Shakespearean Play '15. Ambition: To be a politician. ERWIN Jl'IJAN McC kOSSIN He hath a clear and sharp xcit. Yancey. .1 mbit ion: To no to the University. ROBERT GREENE MESSER “Bob” One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time. Yancey; Editor-in-chief of Mirror ‘14- 15; Shakespearean Play ’ll. 'IS: Dramatic Club; Thanksgiving Play I I. Ambition: To rival Chesterton, the essayist. ns STELLA MAE OKU “Dimps A s demur as the violet under the leaf.” l.ibmrian EuK'nxan; Pierian; (� , A. . .1 in hit ion: To read Latin. ALMA PAPOT West until that charm, that certainty to please.” Ambition: To be “let alone. I KEDERK K EI'GE K PERRY “ I I is words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, His heart as far from fraud jj heaven from earth. Yancey -Corresponding Secretary 'l l. Ambition: To be n Latin Professor. MATTIE ESTELLE MOORE Her pleasant smile and kindly ways. Will live in our memories all our days.” . 1 mbition: To he the eighth wonder of the world. WILLIAM MATTHEW STEWART His nature is too noble for the world. Bane ball Pilcher. .•1 mbition: To play with the Aarons. 99 NEVA LESLIE VfcENTl RE “A face uiih glad ness overspread. Soft .mules by human kindness bred. Ambition: To lx a student. JOHNNIE MAE McHAFKEY Hen tie of speech and beneficent of mind. Ambition: To lx humorous. FLORENCE ELIZABETH MILES “ You are true and street Beyond mine old belief in womanhood.” Ambition: To torment the Faculty. HELEN ELIZABETH MOIJNS “Chaste as unsunned snow. Clio: Eutcrponn. .1 mbitinn: Sot to change her name. UK) MARGARET MOMNS “Moclcy She has a quizzical twinkling in her rye. And if encouraged, would hazard a small pleasantry.” Clio; Eutcq can. Ambition: Coodfelhnvship. MARION CRAWFORD PARKER True as steel, sincere, and independent. Illustrator for Mirror T.VI I. Ambition: To succeed James Montgomery Flagg. FLORA MAE PAYNE “Pate She seemed for dignity composed ana nigh exploit Dramatic: Medal for State Historical Contest of V. I ), c Ambition: To'.crite History. IRENE PEERSON Rienec” “She was Social and kind-hearted Clio; Dramatic Club. .1 mbit ion: To get one hundred in Latin 101 CAPERS JONES PERRYMAN Apio .•1 man he u'us, to all his classmates dear, Hilliard -C'u-to«lian 'll; Basket Ball 11. 12.' 13; Senior Play 1-5. Ambition; To sell Ladies' Taney Face Tmiders. BOSS IE BIH.I. RAN 1)1.K IKlVAl’n her tender eye The heaven nf April, with its changing light Clio—Treasurer 'l l: Dramatic. A mbit ion: To he a “Bell. ALTON C RA1C. ROCKETT '7 would applaud thee to the very echo. That should applaud again. Commercial Club. Ambition: To drive a pi mi'. IJKRN.YDINE RITLKIN .K '‘Bee, ’ Dcutsch “I have a heart with room for every joy. A mbilion: To be the champion cook of biscuits. 102 JI'LIES MANN SAKS Salien JukW Horn for success he seemed, With trace to win, with heart to hold. Dramatic Club; Yancey Treasurer 'll. President 15; Joint IX bate 'l l: Thanksgiving Play '14; (irammur School Play 15: Business Manager Mirror 14. .1 mbit ion: To hr polite, no matter what the effort OTTO HENRY SCHULTZ He knew what's what, and that's as high As metaphysic wit can fly. I lilliartl Secretary. Ambition: To become a .fudge. (.RACK CORNELIUS- SELF Whate'er befell her, still she smiled A mbit ion: To be very wise. THURSTON HADLEY SHERMAN “Thirsty. “Mississippi Determination sat engraven on his front. Ambition: To do away with Woman Suffrage I Oil HAZEL LEE SHIRK ‘‘.-1 sunny temper gilds the edges of life's blackest cloud.” Clio. Ambition: To be solemn. ROLAND LEE SPARKMAN •'Spark' lie fights for his friends. Hilliard; Kutcrpcan; Basket Ball ‘12. 'LL 'LL '15; Captain Junior Team 'LL' 14; B. II. S. Reserve Team T4-T5; Track Team T4-T5; B. H. S. Track Team To. Ambition: To own a theater. MARY KITH STAR BUCK “Sweet thoughts are mirrored in her face” Aglaia; Memliership Committee Commercial Club. Ambition: To wear blur ribbon on her hair. THEODORE ROGER WRIGHT Thed “And thou art worthy, full of power.” Yancey; Dramatic Club; Eutcrjjcan; Glee Club; Mirror Board 'LL 'LL To; Captain of Plymouth; ShakesjKMrean Play 'LL '15; Silas Marner. A mbit ion: To he a play Wright.” 101 MARY JANE SITTI-E “Jane” .1 i miW. unassuming, thoughtful maid. Ambition: To Ik nice to “folks. JACK TAM HI..V “John Bull “There is nothing in the world so noble as a man of sentiment. Curry -Critic '15. Ambition: To he an “Aunty —anti-suffragette, anti-prohibitionist. anti-compulsory education. MARTHA TRI SS ‘Truss;. Manic “A daughter of the gods, divinely tall and most divinely fair ” Clio; Dramatic Club; G. A. A.; Basket Ball ‘15. A mbit ion: To ! e a Duchess. NELI. ONIDA WADE Her eyes are stars of twilight fair. Like twilight’s, too, her dainty hair. Pierian. A mbit ton: To be a great musician. 105 MADGE WALDRIP Midget Silence and chaste resene is woman's germine f raise. A mbition: To be an artist. NNIE SWANSEA WATKINS “Bunny ‘VI little nonsense now and then Is relished by the best of men Clio: Kuterpcan; Council '13. Ambition: To rest. ANNIE EI.I.A W ATSON “Sis If she will, she will, and yon can depend on't A nd if she won't, she won't, and there's an end on't. Aglnin; (i. . A. Ambition: To be heard. ELSIE WATSON Mountaineer Well, wasn't that just my luck} Clio: Dramatic: Athletic Association. . I mbition: To dispel gloom. IOC. LKNNAH .NKs WEBB '•Dolly' The power of gentleness is irresistihle. A gin in; Dramatic Club. . I m bilion: 7' teat h Loti n . DOROTHY C .KACE WEBER “Dor Whate'er she did. her whole strength was in it. Pierian; t� . A. A.; Manager of Freshman. Junior and Senior Basket Ball; Captain Sophomore; President G. A. A. 14-15. Ambition; To teach Athletics. AMY FRANCES WHITE “Frisco” She merits the worthiest in life. Clio. j I m bit ion; To follow her nickname. ALICE LEE WIl.DSMIT1I Red “A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, and sweet as English air could make her, she. Euterpean ’ll), M; Comnierrial Club '1 1- 15. .1 mbition: To stop studying. 107 ALVA MARY AGNES WILLIAMSON Great thoughts, like treat deeds, need no trumpets.' .1 mbition: To travel around the world. IRENE RKLI.E WILLOW'.I I BY Dimples ' Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose. Clio; Dramatic. Club. A mbition: To hide her dimples. (?) ANNIE KATHLEEN WILSON Trim, and beautifully neat.” Dramatic Club; Clio—Treasurer 'll IVesi •lent 'l l. A mbition : To be an .1 meriean Beauty. EMMIE CATHERINE WOOD To sorrow I hide gpod-morrm. Ambition: To hate a grand opera voice. IOS THIS is the thirty-first class clay in the history of the Birmingham High School, and here we are the thirty-first class, a goodly company to behold. There art? not so many of us as when we received our Grammar School Certificates, for some have joined the ranks of the business world and some the ranks of lower semesters. YVe hope that those who have survived t he four years of struggle are the fittest. But it has not been all struggle, there have been main pleasures. No matter how difficult the problem in Mathematics or l.atin was, at lunch there was time for a jolly t hat with classmates. On many mornings the walk to school was made pleasant by talk wit h friends. And even in the midst of the hard work for our class entertainment, there were many pleasant moments for friendly conversation. Most of these friendships began in our freshman year, and as each one has remembered Emerson’s advice that “The only way to have a friend is to be one, these friendships have grown during the other years. Now in our senior year, having profited by three years' experience, we have enjoyed every phase of High School life and our friends have become true and genuine. Now we give our places as seniors to you juniors somewhat reluctantly. It is our w ish that your last year be as profitable and as pleasant as ours, and that your friendships be as many, as true, and as happy. To the sophomores and freshmen we have no place to give save the place of a friend. But as friends we can tell you that eaah succeeding year will be happier than the last. To the teachers who have been with us. we wish to express our deepest gratitude, not only for their instruction, but for their patience, advice, and friendly interest. We hope that this interest, so sincere and mutual, will be enduring. We can ask as Landor, When the heart overflows with gratitude or any other sweet and sacred sentiment, what is the word to which it would give utterances? A friend. And I hope we can learn each da to live more faithfully according to the ideals they as friends have implanted in us. To you classmates, the time has come when we must leave our High School. L � r some, this commencement means further pursuit of knowledge. Some of us are planning to be doctors, some lawyers; some teachers, and others engineers. But wherever we go and whatever We study, may each of us remember our motto, Scicntia est potential and strive to attain the highest rung on the ladder of our profession. For others, graduation means an immediate plunge into the practical, every-day world of business. May we, too, remember our motto, Knowledge is power, and strive always to enrich our minds, rather than let our mental growth cease with our High School education. After all.it is not so much what we do as how we do it. So. whether wc are in college or business, let us remember always to do our best; for a thing that is worth doing at all is worth 100 doing well. Now, while we are putting our best effort into our hosen task, let us all make our lives happy. For busy clays are liappy clays brimming o’er with cares. As in High School, happiness comes through friendship, which luncrsoit defines as That select and sacred relation which is a kind of absolute, and which even leaves the language of love suspicious and common, so much is this purer, and nothing is so much divine. Now as the time approaches for us to receive our diplomas, may we ever be worthy of the honor bestowed on us by our Birmingham High School and may we always strive after the ideal of our High School days. Let us always glor in something, and through our admiration for all that is noble and beautiful, enrich not only our ow n lives, but the lives of our friends. Dona hi I'liornbury. no H1ST( )RY is narration; it records the happenings in the life of a people; it gives insight into their manners and customs and registers their growth. Our class history is a record of what the class of 11M5 has done from the time we were play-loving children to this august moment when we have donned caps and gowns. The '•doll house. the make-believe” school were real to us once: they are real to us now, for they still stand for home and for education, from which our lives will never be separate. A neighbor once complained she could not live in peace when (ieorge O'Neal. Tinsley Harrison and Mary ( hambless Dryer got together to play they were Indians scalping “pale faces. But if the neighbor had understood aright their play was not noise alone; it was part action, part get-together spirit, part fight- all of which are great forces in making history. So, even in our baby days we were making class history, for we played and played until we played our way into some of the larger activities. In kindergarten, if we did not do anything but sing, skip and draw pictures, our energy was directed; and we began, in a vague sort of way. to feel, if not to understand, the restraining power of authority. )nc day during a game harles Hewitt’s mischief got beyond control, and he pulled one of Geraldine McCormack's red curls that bobbed so invitingly. For this. Master Charles had to forego, for a while, all the pleasure of the games; thus, in a very primary way, Charles learned something about the bounds of personal privilege. However, youth achieves slowly, for in that same room when Crawford Parker should have been making a chain out of yellow and blue links, he was found sketching funny pictures which both indulged himself and amused the children. Jean Ingelow writes life in “Songs of Seven” so later these same kindergarten children could say with Emma Kennedy, “I'm seven years old and I'm going to school. Then a new period of history opened to Emma and to a number of other little girls and boys. At the time we thought how interesting it would Into go to that new place called school; but we soon found that everything was strange and that teachers were queer. We could not even get a drink of water when we wanted to. though the water cooler was right over in the corner. Conveniences didn’t count; experience didn't count. We had always played the wav the “biggest number wanted, but here the minority ruled, and that minority was always the teacher. Our mothers had often told us how smart we were and how fast we had learned to talk. But in this strange place called school, talking was not regarded as an accomplishment, and here we had to learn not to talk. Then, as now, we could not reconcile ourselves to contradictions, but vve lived on and hoped on. On our first reports we found vve had been marked in ill conduct, which expressed in a very figurative sort of way how we had behaved ourselves. George Frey and Malcolm Grant received worse marks in conduct than they did in arithmetic. So they had to wrestle to overcome bad habits Perhaps the hardest habit for the majority to acquire was to get to school on time. Many of our clocks were slower than the office clock, with the result that many of us, like Frank Houghton, arrived just in time to hear the last name called, but never too late to hear, at length and in all its scope, the lecture on promptness. In all seriousness, we learned to appreciate the value of time. So through many struggle’s we came to promotion day, a very important event since we were to pass to the next of a series of grades. How proud this made us! Annie Watson. Madeline Keene and beryl Rogers boasted they studied so hard they could read a whole page, if the teacher would tell them every third word. Yes. we could read and we could write, and we were so vain wc filled page after page just for the delightful pleasure of seeing our names on paper. Hut by the time wc reached our fourth year, difficulties came so thick and fast that our pages were no longer rich in signatures, but in number combinations. We found there was no way of learning the multiplication table, except by poring over the arithemtic all afternoon and then again at night until we fell asleep. Forsythe ('.only says he regrets putting so much time on this subject, since, at a later period, it didn't figure out for him how he was to have two lessons at tin same forty-five minutes period. Neither have W illiam Blair and Joseph Hirsh been endowed with such mathematical knowledge as to decide how to solve the problem of getting the lowest passing mark, sixty-five, out of fifty per cent study. For similar reasons, other pupils devoted themselves to studies more practical than mathematics. Robert Hewitt and Hanson Keller were enthusiastic all through the grades over the geography of Kuropean countries and now that the war is raging they can locate the scenes of battles, even if they can't pronounce them. By memorizing the names of all the governors of Alabama, I lelen Mohns and Florrie Miles early showed signs of future history talent. Was this their tribute to authority: or was it but an expression of reverence for greatness? And did emulation of such characters stimulate many to enter high school? Be it as it may, about three hundred entered ( . H. S. and found it no ordinary institution. As grammar-school students we at first became lost in the numbers. At last we learned we could not takeout naturalization papers until we assembled in a big room, the auditorium. Here we were divided into groups and sent to different states presided over by kind but firm governors. We were so confused wc were not ourselves: but who wc were, we soon found out. for the obliging students of more advanced semesters told us we were “Rats. This name adorned the Ixiard and was evidently meant for us for everywhere we went, during those first days of naturalization, tantalizing voices called out. Look at those rats! The old saying, “Every rat has his hole, did not apply to us, for we had no place we could call our ow n, as locker keys hadn’t been “issued. We were in a constant state of rotation; we recited each lesson in a different room, so hud to inquire about locations. When John Bromberg asked an older citizen to direct him to 234, lu received these instructions, “Climb first flight of stairs until you come to second division of High School, then turn to the right 112 and go 234 degrees northwest. So you see it was necessary for us to make various ascents and descents in the company of hundreds of other knowledge-seeking students. It became part of our experience that there was no royal load to learning neither was there a certain way thereto; the result was that inquiring doubt fast supplanted our elementary faith. Vet. while in the very rudiments of knowledge, we were lured on. Our governors told us higher degrees would he conferred on those making official passing marks in all their studies. For this we worked so diligently that most of us succeeded in entering upon our Sophomore careers. Ns we were only natural pupils, we became the proverbial know-air' Sophomores. No more doubts; we were now giving directions to unfortunate Freshmen. At this tumour thoughts were more on things of a social nature than on the subject-matter of text books. Theodore Wright, for the sake of lessons, never missed a per-formanoe at the Jefferson. Not then to Theodore was all the world a stage. hut the stage (Jefferson) was all the world to Theodore. So much for the universal mind of a typical Sophomore! Margaret Alexander and Vivian Knighton kept their books in their lockers. Free from the never-ceasing movements of Freshman year, they had found a place of rest and repose for themselves and their books. hi the Junior advance, many pupils discovered that they were not strong enough to withstand the force of Caesars battles and that Wentworth and Plane's originals were not so plain as the name suggests. So, according to the law of the survival of the fittest, only the most diligent and persevering citizens took the forward step toward getting the official seal of approval—the diploma. In our senior year we learned that education broadens our vision of life and includes various activities. Athletics proved to be very | opular and in the battle of the strong many of our athletes contended; in the race to the swift. Vivian Jones became our Mercury. Our musicians, Theodore Lowinsohn. Minnie Scherr and Lee Ola Shannon are representatives of our musical talent. Miriam Hosteller. Cmpsted Pitts and Capers Perryman delighted large audiences by their dramatic art. They achieved greatness, while others had greatness thrust upon them; for the high and the low alike stand here today free from Math matinees and English conferences. The period of our high school history is closed. May our future be as full of happiness and joy as our past; may our manners and customs established during our school days mprove with age; and may our future history record.growth from day to day. Mabel Ford. 113 MILLIARD LITERARY SOCIETY The Complete, Deplete and Unabridged Statistics of the Marvellous Class of 1915 U ... — - DKAR CLASSMATKS: As I began to think of the large number in our family, their properties, belongings, and their debts. I grew sore afraid of my task. At first I seemed as helpless as lilair. struggling with a log problem, but suddenly it occurred to me that travel, as well as experience, was a great teacher. So I decided to travel, and by obeying my impulses overcome my fears. I set out for the battle hills of Kurojx-. There I saw Kings Keenc(ly) Lay(ing) out Miles of men in the WoOd(y) Marshes beyond the Ford. In the Dryer places I saw Moore Graves than are Brewers in Madison County. Suddenly. melhoughl. I heard Bells Mohn(ing) Pitt(ifully) in the distance. It proved to be a soldier Going to Gambill for the Goar of Sergeant Keller, who was to be Wade in the balances forShirk(ing) his duty. We heard dogs Mowle-(ing) in the distance and saw a Mason tying Saks around the Haggard face of the prisoner, preparatory to shooting him. We pleaded for him. but the Hale Captain Bromberg would not Grant his life. W right after we had witnessed this we came to a Garrison in which the soldiers were sending off Rocketts to warn against the approach of the enemy. 'The Halls of this fort was a sort of hospital, and we saw the men C umming in with Couches full of wounded and dying men. After viewing these ghastly things I met an old friend, Coney Gordy, and he informed me that taxes were due in Birmingham. So I hurriedly came hack home and paid a visit to the tax assessor's office. There I found the old man sitting back in his chair, puffiing on an old cigar. After the usual formalities of salutary exchanges we got down to business immediately. I told him there were 133 members in the family, whereupon he replied that he had already seen them, and that thirty-three of them should have graduated several years ago and that the remaining one hundred had, according to their marks graduated ahead of time. “At a glance,” he stated, you would not think that the largest things about your family are their heads and feet, but such is the case. I have calculated that the total circumference of your family’s heads is 199 feet. If all these heads. he said, were made into one large head and this head were filled with potatoes, it would take the entire supply of one year’s crop to fill it. Ay, if this head were filled with water and fishes put into the water, it would hold 115 -r enough fish to supply W’etumpka for twetuv-three years. Now,” he said, “as lhe tax on potatoes is 23c per bushel and the tax on fish per capita is he, you therefore owe $9,86 .0O taxes on these belongings. Then.” he continued, I am not taxing your wonderful brain power possessed by such a head. By (Goldberg's law of Amputation, the amount of brains is equal to the circumference of the head multiplied b log 133. Therefore, the brains of your wonderful family oounterpondcrate the amazing sum of ix and one-ten-thousandth pounds.” Classmates, set your brains in action and think what is possible with this enormous gra matter. With it we could do all our class work in twenty minutes, including chemistry and woodwork. Ay, by our imaginative instincts, we could go back to past ages and see history rej eat itself. We could see Napoleon running the Russians to Siberia one day and eating C hile in Hgypt the next. Yea, more. We could see Rome bathed in the moneys of conquered countries and Rills bathed iu ITiSOt in the Laboratory. “Now,” he suddenly resumed, “the next thing to consider is your real property. Let me see, he said, glancing down the hook, “fields, fences, feet, ah! feet, in the Latin vernacular, pedum, pedes. Yes, I discover that the feet of your wonderful family, tip the enormous measure of 133 feet, that is. including Hirsh's. If all these feet.” he said, were made into one large f«x)t. I have discovered that you could step across the Atlantic ocean in 38-1.000 steps. Not only that, but you could use this foot for a bridge across the Mississippi River; but the difficulty would come in raising it to let the steamboats go bv. He paused a few minutes, then proceeded to tell us of our intrinsic value. “If your family were coal, he said, you would be taxed §23.01, for you arc 0.7 tons light. The average weight of your family is 120 pounds and this would have been 114 had it not been for a watch Frank Houghton had in his pocket and for Hirsh's feet. The lightest person in your class is Kathleen Wilson, who is U5 pounds heavy. The light-weight championship lies between 'Gyp Keller and ‘Jcs W illard' Harrison, with the odds slightly in the latter’s favor. If all your weight were butter. he continued, and you could sell the butter for 33 cents a pound, you could mass the gigantic fortune of §2,9911.00. That is why, he said, “some of your family waited till this year to leave von: because the thought their value would be increased. “But, wait, I said. “No, that is all of the weight.” he replied, and began perusing the pages of the large book before him once more. Let me see, he continued, at length, “have you ever seen the Brown Marx Building?” I said that I had. Then. he continued, “if all your heights were made into one big height, you would be taller than the Washington Monument. With such an enormous skyscraper you could see football games at Yale and Owonton. Aye, you could look across the sea and see the death-grapple lit) Of millions of nun. Your average height is 5.4 feet. Some of your family are above this figure and some are below it. The tallest person in your class is the mean between 'Apie' Perryman and ‘Cousin Chawles’ Hewitt, while the smallest lies between Keller, Broml.org, and Harrison, who are only vest high. These gentlemen have to stand in a chair to comb their hair. “Let me see, he said, each of your family earns $5.00 per day at school. Then you have earned $051,999.00; but since you have spent $3,229.00 for picture shows, $999.18 for hot-dogs, and $10,330.00 for carfare, you now owe the High School 01 cents and the tax on this will lie one school ticket. “Although, he said, “you have worked steadily for this money yet you have wasted much time, for I remember two nights you lost once when Vivian Jones went to the Beauty Ball, and Donald Thornbury spent the night with Tim Durrett. When I think of the sleepless nights your family has spent. I wonder that you are not all grey-headed, but such is not the case . Lor I see there are 38 brown-headed, I I black-headed, including Professor l.owinsohn, and five rod-headed, or ‘daughters of the bric k yard mist.' Such colors when intermingled would cause a depression of the ultra-violet rays emanating from one of VVoolworth's diamonds. Now, he said, if you will step over to that window and pay them your taxes, you will be through. And now, dear classmates, we are at the “d p” window to pay our respects to the faculty and institution that made us what we are. Ere long, we shall be separated and our former pleasures shall be only a memory. I.et us hope that our trials and labors have not been in vain. Let us learn to rely on the friendship and good-will of our fellow-classmates, and let us hope that these factors will be “heavv in the future statistics ve shall compile. •S’. George Frey. 117 a . - ■ As Seen in the Crystal of Pythias 13 ---- ■■ - NO'!' so long ago I read this sentence in a hook on mythology. “The advice and prophecies of the Ancients came primarily from the Oracles. The Prophets acted only as interpreters of their mutterings and enigmas. Then I had an inspiration, it must have been a divine one! Certainly, I was a prophet. I had been so named by one of the greatest organizations in the I'nited States, the Senior ( lass of ’15. Evidently. then, all I lacked was the cooperation of an Oracle. Why not get it through mental telepathy? Swifter than the flight of an arrow, I sent my thought messengers across the waves of ether. With unerring accuracy they traveled to Pythias, the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi. At last her answer came, faint and intermittent. She complained that her tripod had been destroyed and she herself forced to dwell beneath the fissure of Old Parnassus; but her secret power was the same and she declared that my faith should be rewarded. She told me where to find this magic crystal and sent me her sacred words of enchantment, the S| ell that will bring the Future into the Present. Now, ladies and gentlemen, before 1 begin this singular demonstration. I wish you to be convinced that all my interpretation and prophecy came wholly from the occult and not from any cheap magic. 1 roll back my sleeves—nothing there; I turn around nothing; I give you my word there is no wise woman hidden beneath this voluminous gown; there is absolutely no double-dealing, every move is open and above-board. I shall now begin: “Wu toch nu si pocco; ren ditto ditto wu seng, die anno fa licto. to lazzo. Ah-h-h, I see on the banks of the River Nile a summer home built of bamboo and surrounded by luxuriant verdure. A barge of slender lines and draped as of old with fine silks, lies at rest there near the steps and within, a woman reclines at langorous case, her black hair braided and held bv a filet of pearls. It is one we knew as Lee Ola Shannon, but now she is the wife of a dealer in rich Oriental stuffs. Presently a boatman appears and rows the barge down stream to a landing. 1 sec two women dressed in traveling clothes come forth, and descend into the barge, where they are gladfully welcomed. They used to be Mary Flla Magill and Gussie Groover. They have left their husbands in Birmingham to send the checks and have come here for a visit to Egypt. It is night. On one of the porticoes of the baml oo house a table is set: still another guest is expected. He is announced, Mr. Armstrong Cory, well known archaeologist. He is much too excited to eat and tells at length of his recent discoveries in the depths of an ancient pyramid. The scent changes to the South. 1 see many familiar faces in a dense jungle. That is strange—but wail! This is the Realistic Film Co., Ltd., composed wholly of feminine graduates of 'l l and 15. Mm-m, very exclusive. 118 here is Elizabeth Marsh, directress; Emma Kennedy, who plays the funny l arts; Emmie WockI, “heavy-man, and Mary V. Cumming, who loves the lraRtc parts. Others of this remarkable cast are Ruth Madison, playing the r°h‘ of a flirt; Louise Bell; Lillian Harris, excellent as a giggling school-girl: °zcllc I )uncan; Alma Papot; Annie Merle Haggard, acting in capacity of critic to the cast, and Johnnie llolomon. who is the author of many of t lie photoplays produced by this company. The picture fades I see an African village with its thatched roofs. A mob of cannibals is following some one about to kill him? No, they seem very fond of him. Why, it is Roland Sparkman, who is selling green spectacles and nail files to the natives. He winks slyly, and it seems that financially he is thri ing. The continent of Africa is gone like a m i s t—t here is a steamer on a rolling sea. On the deck I see several faces that I know. There is the famous Mr. Henry Johnston, who is on his way to Berlin to aid in a delicate operation. With him are his twoespecially trained nurses. Miss Kathleen Davison and Miss McCormick. The two men leaning against the rail are Charles and Robert Hewitt. Prosperous-looking they are, and well they may lx?, for they are the sole owners of the Hewitt Steamship and Excursion Co. Here is Mary Lappage, who is carrying a party of girls to her native England, while Marguerite King is en route to I ondon, too, to tell the women � f that city why Woman Suffrage is such a phenomenal success in the I’nitcd States. In the salon I see Stella May Orr. who is “Mistress of Ceremonies. and receives a fabulous sum for Jl’N'IOR BASKET BALI. TEAM providing amusement to the passengers. Miss Bossie Bell Randle entertains them with her excellent readings; Miss Kthel Lawley charms them with her violin solos and Miss Brewer treats them to the music of her voice. A pleasant ship indeed! Tis gone. Now I behold the. French Academy. A great crowd is assembled in the auditorium. Near the front are Irene Pecrson, Agnes Webb, Margaret Mohns, Annie Watkins and Lucille Erwin. During the time they have been teaching French, they have become so interested that they are spending a year studying the people and customs at first hand. Up in the balcony, pencil and tablet in hand, is Maud Gambill, foreign correspondent for the Alumni Department of the B. II. S. Mirror. There is a sudden hush. A young woman comes forward to receive an honorary degree from the Academy for the impetus she has given Science by her research work in Chemistry. She is Edith Leonard. B. II. S. To. Put what is this? Miss Hostetler who was always known to do original things has again broken away from the ordinary. I find her the mistress of what seems to be a charming chateau, but which is in reality the gratification of many a mother's wish a finishing school for American girls on the outskirts of Paris. Notable among her faculty are the following: Mam'selle Dryer. Pro- fessor of the Gentle Art of Talking: Mam’selle Jones, who lectures on The Correct in Dress”; Florence Miles, dancing master; Kathleen W ilson, tin Madame Etiquette of the school; Leila Eborn, who teaches the young ladies to write polite poetry; Mam'selle Ouida Wade, expert pianist; Anna Johnston, art instructor. and Madeline Keene, the adored voice teacher. Lo! I am among the highest peaks of the Alps. A figure toiling upward reaches the summit and flings out her arms in a triumphant gesture. 11 is Dorothy Weber. In the twinkling of an eye. I am transferred to the United States Senate. There I see Tinsley Harrison, who is trying, with much pounding on his desk, to convince the Senators that a pound ought to weigh !(i ounces, because it did when his mother was a girl; while John Roberts is stubbornly holding out that custom has made it equal only 12 ounces. There is another- but tis gone, and I am in the House. The Honorable Geo. S. O’Neal, S| eakcr, is rapping for order so that the distinguished Congressman. Mary Griggs, may finish her speech. The inner door opens and Mr. Geo. Frey, chairman of the Ways and Means Committee, enters to make his report. It is claimed that the representatives fight to I e on his committee because It’sso much fun. Now. I go west, where I find the Dakota prairies transformed into rich farming lands. Mark Myatt, keen real estate man, is behind it, but Thurston Sherman, with his wonderful irrigation plans, is really responsible. Jack Tam-blyn has a great flower plantation, and in the distance I sec the ranch house of Francis W hite, who ships tons and tons of alfalfa each year to the east. An automobile comes to a sudden halt on the road near one of the big water gates. This Progressive Western Land Company has created such interest that Mr. Malcolm Grant, Secretary of Agriculture, has come down to investigate it. Further West—Denver it is—a teacher's National Convention is l cing held. Prominent among them are several graduates of B. H. S. Prof. Perry, Superin- 121 tendent of Public Schools of Detroit, tells of the development and (wrfection of self-government; Miss Williamson and Miss Willoughby come from a mountain school and give glowing accounts of the advancement of their pupils; Mis Margaret Alexander. Miss Waldrip and MissSuttle next explain their scientific kindergarten; Miss Livingston tells to what advantage she uses the ('.redan dances; Miss Knighton outlines a brilliant and original course in English and Miss I.av shows the merits of teaching history by moving pictures. In spotless cap and apron. Miss Kathleen Clark demonstrates how an appetizing lunch may be served for a nickel and immediately Prof. James Johnston, principal oi B. H. S.. offers her a position at her own price. Miss Going discusses new methods in Physics and Mr. Vivian Jones, coach and famous runner, speaks on the necessity of “pep in the school teams. Now I see a busy thoroughfare in the same city. Approaching are three learned-looking women, glasses astride their noses. They are Miss Kifer, Miss Averett and Miss Truss, who for years have been working on a formula to prolong life. Mr. Charles Burney, head salesman for the great Southern firm. Saks, pauses a moment as he recognizes them, then hurries in to the Lightning Transfer Company. He shakes hands with the shipping clerk, an old classmate. Melford Cleveland. He tells Charles that his package will reach Birmingham in a few hours through an underground suction tube, recently invented by Mr. Caldwell and Mr. Alsmiler. A sudden light reveals the public square of a thriving western village, thronged with people. It is election night and a cheer bursts from the people as an electric sign Hashes high in the air Miss Gracie Self. Mayor of Selfville. Truly her name is writ upon the heavens! But I am coming East through St. Louis. What is this magnificent building? “Woman’s Palace of Rest. Ah, let me see inside! Marvelous! Here are the manicuring parlors, the hairdressing parlors, the sun chamber, the massaging rooms, the modiste’s suite—everything a woman could wish for and an expert over each department. Miss Esther Goldman i head manager, Miss Thelma Alexander mistress of the manicuring rooms, Elsie Watson, masseuse, and Hazel Shirk, chief hairdresser. The beautiful Mae Payne gowns are of national repute but none of them is complete without a touch of the exquisite handiwork of Burnadine Rutledge. Miss Helen Mohns designs lovely hats which she displays to greatest advantage on her pretty model and assistant, Maye Franklin. On the twenty-eighth floor. Miss Nannie Gambill has a curio shop filled with valuable antiques while on the top floor. Miss Ollie Beairtl keeps a consignment of trained pets. Mr. Will Jones made all the mechanical drawings for the architecture but the conception of this stupendous idea belongs to Mr. Theodore Wright. The interior decoration and the melting harmony of the color combinatons is the work of Miss Lilly Williams. The Emporium fades like the dream that it is. and the new scene is very different. I gaze upon what was once the slums of the city, but is now an immense apartment house built around an inner court of grass and flowers. The transformation is chiefly due to the efforts of Miss Isabel Eord, chairman of the city Welfare Committee, though, to be sure, she was aided by Misses Mary Clark and Blair Mason, well known settlement workers, while it was really made 122 possible l� y the financial support of such business men as Alton Rockett, Frank Houghton and John Bromberg. In connection with the building is a day nursery for the children whose mothers work. I find Miss Pearl Couch in charge with Ruth Starbuck and Alice Wildsmith as head nurses. There are all kinds of new toys, but I especially notice one that keeps a baby quiet for hours at a time. Several brightly colored balls attracted by magnets which are charged alternately with electricity, run back and forth on a small plane and the little one is engrossed with trying to catch them. A very simple device, but Miss Annie Watson has realized quite a sum from its sales. I see into the next room, where a trim little librarian is moving quietly about—she is Gwendolyn Keith. It is the story-telling hour and near the center of the room a group of children is gathered about Margaret Burwell, listening to Mother Goose Tales. A sudden rush and I am in Birmingham again. 11 is not, of course, as we left it years ago, but is still seemingly familiar. High up in his skyscraper office is Marvin McCullough, friend and lawyer of the people” and known as being very sympathetic and helpful to young students on debates. The outer door opens and two men enter for a social chat. The first is Milton Howie, Shakespearean actor, particularly noted for his interpretation of the Ghost in “Hamlet.” The other is Mr. McCrossin, prominent club man, who, it is said, always carries a liny book of his beloved Latin in his vest pocket. Again the door o|H?ns and Mr. Perryman appears. He owns an outdoor theatre wonderfully suited for Chautauquas, and plays that require woodland scenes. Just now he seems very pleased and laying his next program on McCullough’s desk, points to several names. “Miss Minnie Sherr. who has a soprano voice of much sweetness and volume,” “Miss Beryl Rogers, one of the most gifted readers on the Ivccum platform, a sincere artiste,” “Mr. Theodore l.owinsohn. concert-meister of the Southern Symphony Orchestra, who plays in Birmingham by especial request.” They are fading out and I am looking on a street scene. On the far side is an immense stone church and on the corner stone is carved I ’rusted Pitts. I). I . Further on is a new hospital where I r. Keller, an expert surgeon, has his offices. Wait! Two men are approaching. They are William Stewart, the Wizard Pitcher for the mighty Barons and W illiam Blair, of the Birmingham View Co. They are so engrossed in the details of the last game that they almost bump into a man who carries a suitcase and wears number elevens and a happy expression. I hear them say, “Joe Hirsh! What are you doin’ now, old fellow? Who, me? 1 don't have to work. I've sold my brain for $10,000.00 to Otto Schultz, Professor of Psychology at Green’s Town. Been in Europe lately, looking through the ruins over there for the cause of that war they had some years back. A little “Air-o-ship drops lightly to the pavement and Mrs. McEwin, the Mattie Moore of long ago, steps out; she has come to town to buy a yard of ribbon and a hair-pin. Let us go on. In the next block is a very attractive rustic building with a tiny grass plot and red geraniums in front. Over the door a sign. Miss Johnnie Mae Mehaflfey, Professional Question-Answerer to Children. Just across the street, on Eifth and Nineteenth it is, stands a granite structure. simple, yet elegant and costly. It is the home of the greatest newspaper in the Limed States. The Birmingham Scoop.” Miss Edith Berry is society 123 editor, while Mr. Hartridge Davis is editor of the popular sporting pages. Mr. Crawford Parker has become world-famous b his cartoons in its columns; Marion Crosthwaite is adored by the children of all lands for his really funny comic section, while many old maids subscribe for the paper simply to read Mr. Garrison's love ditties. Forsythe Gordy and Minnie Dunn are the business managers, while Mr. William Hall has charge of the subscription list. In a big front office, with his head thrust forward and dark specs” on, is the Kditor, Robert Messer, while at his right is his secretary. Miss Lee Ella Bell, the swiftest -u nographer in the state. The door opens and two reporters enter. Miss Vova Mr Intire and May Belle Kelly. The latter lays a slip of paper before Mr. Messer and steps back with an air of I told you so!” On the paper is the announcement of the engagment and approaching marriage of Miss Imogene Goar to er —er well, a man in Sw itzerland. W hy, my crystal i blank! Just one more picture— vu lacts si mi” — Ah. it is many years later and 1 can not tell where. In the soft glow of the light. I see only an old gentleman w ith snowy hair telling stories to the little ones gathered around him. He wears a 1915 class ring, and I recognize him as our president. Donald Thoroburv. The scene changes to the South. A little home is-nestled there among the trees of living green ami beside the crumbling stone wall is a rose garden of rare beauty. In the warm twilight, a sweet-faced old woman bends to pluck a pure, white bud. For a long moment, she gazes at it. then softly she presses it against her lips and the brown eyes tell of dreams of things far away. She i Belle Cockrell. Alas! My power is gone—I can tell no more. Oh, Delphi! wait; is this yet another vision? No. tis but an illu ion, a white sail disappearing over the horizon of the blue eastern waters. I can tell no more—no more. Alva Lowrey, 15. 121 Some measure men l what they think. And what they want to be, But the best of a!! the good ways Is to measure what they see. Some measure men by what they aim, And what they love well, too, Blit the best of all the good ways, Is to measure what they do. For after all the man who counts The man who wins the day. Is the man who sees the good thing And does it all the way. Some do the good thing for the pay, And some for fear of sin. But the best of all the good ways Is to do for love of men. Some men live lives of great thought: some do great deeds; the ruling power of other lives is the spirit of service and love. Before it is possible to work we must have a vision of what we wish to do. High aims and high ideals are the hrst requisites of success. There come many times in a man’s life when he cannot see clearly which way to turn. If he has chosen his ambitions well these will guide him. Every man’s aims should be high and lofty, the higher the better. c do not mean by high ambitions, wordly gain or a famous name a man may have the loftiest aims and yet die poor and unknown. High aims signify ambition that will be of service to mankind, be they great or small in the eyes of the world. Sometimes a man’s aspirations are so high and distant that they are hazy to him. They are not clearly defined, but are of the sort which exist partly in his mind’s eye and partly in the land of his dreams. These will never be of any practical value unless they are clearly defined. Do not be a Hamlet. Be great in act as you have been in thought.” Wisdom is knowing what to do; skill is knowing how to do it; but virtue is doing it. Doing with all your heart and soul whatever work you have chosen to do is honoring your profession. Efficiency demands skill in detail. Perfection is just as necessary in the little things as in the I ig ones. In the unity of life there is no great, no small. It 125 HIGH SCHOOL LANDMARKS takes as much will power and patience to do the everyday tasks as it docs to do the great ones. But they are worth the labor, for it is from the little things that we get our greatest comfort in life. Mow good one whisper of comfort can make us feel when we are discouraged! How happy a bright smile can make us feel when we are sad! Helping grandfather up the steps and carrying mother's basket are small courtesies, but they count. Even a great inventor works for years at some detail of an invention; he toils at it with unlugging interest until, at bust, he |H-rfirls the machine and sells it to the world. Then he becomes great. But only a few men have the chance to discover North Poles; there is not an Arcadia for each of us to write about; and there is not an America for each of us to discover but there are little things within tin- reach of every man. If little tasks be vour sole work, then do your best; and. for your comfort, know great men can do their greatest work no better. Many people are always longing for great endeavors; for fields of action beyond their power. One must learn to work in the living present with the then-existing equipment. This will widen one’s scope and make greater work possible. You can benefit the world bv doing well your little tasks. David served his Cod and his people with a sling shot and a stone. He served because lie trusted his («od and loved his people. Many motives stimulate people to do their work. Some are prompted by a love of financial gain; some, by a love of fame; others by a conscientious sense of duty. All these ways arc good but the best motive which can prompt a man to work is love of humanity. The spirit of duty drives; the spirit of justice moderates; but the spirit of love inspires. America, being a young nation, has followed the dictates of self-preservation which is the instinct of savage tribes. We Americans, as a nation, have done our work on the principle. “Each man for himself. We have tried to work things out on the narrow business basis, “Eight for your own rights, let the other fellow look out for himself.” We are just beginning to realize in this period of growth that our neighbor, as well as ourselves, has a scale of value. As the basis of credit is trust, so the basis of universal brotherhood is co-operation. Every profession is coming to recognize this truth. Within the history of our own lives there has been a time when even the church shut its doors to outsiders and said, You are of a different faith—go your way. We are beginning to feel that each faith is working towards the same end. When we see that the greatest of all work is service to mankind; when we feel that the true spirit of the day is the spirit of service, then the Master can say, It is well.” When that day dawns, we will have high ambitions, we will see; we will materialize our ambition, we will do; we will work for love, we w ill serve- realizing that service gives the measure of the man. THE MASTER’S VIOLIN I heard the wondrous fiddle and the Low, Enchanted by a world of glory. Tell in melodies soft and low Of Life's fantastic story. As though from far-off fields and skies, Celestial symphonies seemed to flow. Ami Cod's own angels hushed their song To hear the harmonies below. Beneath the music's charming sway, 1 traveled down a long and misty lane, Through rifted shadows o' parting day To dreamland'8 dim domain. I heard a faintly rippling river. And a softly blowing breeze. And watched the golden sun a-setting Behind the waving trees. Twilight and flitting shadows soon drew near. Then night and softest hours; Daylight and the dawn did then ap|x ar. Fragrant with the breath of flowers. The sun peeped down with beams o' gold From the cloudless sky above; And fairest roses hidden in the wold. Received the morning with their love. I heard a distant chime o‘ bells, And a myriad birds a-singing: For dawn had fallen o’er the dells. And Life was just beginning. A string on the fiddle broke in twain: Life's lore was never told, But Springtime and the Day’s beginning Are themes that ne'er grow old. Edgar Earl Garrison. '15. 128 Knowledge is Power FOR the last four years we have been gaining knowledge with which we may serve the world. Hut our knowledge will be of no benefit either to us or to others unless it he directed into useful and profitable channels, ( lass-mates. it is within our power to put it to the best use in the realm of government. of business, and of social life. With knowledge comes a vision of the possibilities of life. Our eyes are opened and we are able to see what powers are within us and around us. A savage would never realize that the lightning of the air could be used as a means of locomotion because he does not know anything whatever about the nature or power of electricity. He sees no possil ilities in it. Kducated men, however, can see these possibilities and having the power can develop them. All of the physical powers—steam, electricity, and water falls—have lain idle until some man of knowledge has through his vision and insight realized their power and worked out principles and laws by which he or others were enabled to harness these elements. The inventor is the man who through a study of a certain principle comes to realize that locked up in this very principle are great possibilities. Today we can imagine the boy Watt as he sat in his little log cabin by the old-fashioned fireside watching the bubbling steam issuing from the kettle, realizing what might and power were in that steam. As he grew older he acquired more knowledge, learned about scientific principles, and through these realized how he could applv tin latent power. What happened? Watt became the inventor of the locomotive, which completely revolutionized travel of the world. So we see that men of knowledge are the inventors. They are the men who have visions of the possibilities that surround them. And these inventions and discoveries, these triumphs over physical forces, all of which are the results of the labors of intelligent men, have contributed and still contribute to make men and nations prosperous in the highest sense. Knowledge is a power in government. There .ire three classes of men, the thinkers, the doers, and the lovers. In government we find the thinkers. The men of knowledge have always exerted a powerful influence in the development of nations. Kducated men have always been the opponents of war. and the promoters of social safety. Political bosses and demagogues have never been able to pervert or inflame thoughtful men who were loyal and true. The intellectual men have been the ones who have brought wild theories of government to the test of reason, and who have prevented rash experiments. Van Dyke says, Perpetual thoughtfulness is the price of social safety.” The government of nations will always be safe in the hands of an educated democracy which is capable of working in harmony with the educated leaders. Knowledge has always stimulated government, and under the influence of this stimulation the 129 people have begun to think and to reason in the affairs of state. No longer do we hear a Louis XIV saying. “1 am the state. With the education of the masses has come democracy, which has lifted up its voice ami cried— “Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore. Give us to see, and we ask no more.” Again, knowledge is a jjower in business. In business we find the men who do things. Today as we start out upon life's duties, we have many advantages. We have acquired that intellectual power that will bring us success in the business of life, ltecause intellectual education teaches how to economize, shows what things arc aids to prosperity, teaches the dignity of honest labor, and gives more skill in the trades of life. The educated man can and will s r what things arc aids to prosperity. Cotton has long been king in the South, but within the past few years intelligent farmers have seen that the supply of this staple is far in excess of the demand, and hence there could be but little in its cultivation. So they have turned their attention to truck farming and to sunk raising; but the ignorant farmer, who cannot even tell how or why a grain of corn sprouts when planted, is unal le to see the relation of supply to demand, and so he never will get out of the rut of poverty, because he will continue to plant cotton until he dies, and his children after him will plant cotton unless they are more intelligent than their father. Again, the man of knowledge has the ability to be more skillful in the trades of life than the uneducated. To illustrate, three men once l OUght a 1 ar of steel apiece, each bar costing $5.00. The first man converted his I ar into horseshoes and sold them all for $10.00, gaining $5.00. The second man made his bar into needles, which brought him $25.00. thereby gaining $20.00. The last man made his bar into fine watchsprings, which brought him $300.00, gaining $295.00. The second man was more skillful than the first, but the last man had a knowledge of the scientific principles of the tempering and structure of steel, and thus was enabled to make a more useful article than the other two men. Here is a concrete example of the advantage the man of knowledge has over the merely skillful man. Furthermore, knowledge is a power in social service. In this field we find the lovers the men who sympathize. We may place in this class the inventors, who help society in a material way, and also the men, who are the most sympathetic, and who better society in a spiritual way. It is a significant fact that those who have solved and those who are yet solving great problems in the scientific, mechanical, and social worlds have not been, and are not now ignorant men. but men whose minds have been so disciplined by knowledge as to prepare them for these tasks. The magnetic telegraph, the steam engine, the cotton gin. the Atlantic cable, the telephone, the phonograph, and the X-ray could not have been possible had not such master minds as Morse, Stevenson, Whitney, Field, Hell and fcdison, attempted the tasks. No ignorant man could have solved or ever w ill solve such problems. In conclusion, let us lay aside the purely secular and material, and let us turn our attention to a nobler and loftier conception of our subject -knowledge as a | owcr of spiritual service to mankind. This morning, let us think of the influence for good which we. as people of knowledge may exercise in the social world if we will only put our knowledge to the right use. Half the troubles of 130 mankind come from errors of ignorance ignorance which consists less in knowing tilings than in trying to ignore the things that are already known. There are certain physical diseases which would quickly go out of existence if jx-ople would only remember what has been learned. There are certain social plagues which are kept alive only in the atmosphere of shallow confidence and vulgar thoughtlessness. Persons who fall under the influence of these evils become so triumphantly ignorant that they cannot distinguish between moral and immoral. The errors of ignorance give to the state an increased number of lunatics and non-progressive people, give to families parents who are physical wrecks, and then the prosperity not only of those families but that of following generations is affected. The men of thought, of knowledge, of reason, in the community ought to be an antidote to these dangerous influences, and ought to try and lift humanity out of the rut of crime and ignorance for they are the men who are best fitted to do it. The time has come when the service of the people is seen to be the highest goal in life. The greatest desire of those who are truly ambitious is not to be rich or to hold some high office, but to serve the needs of humanity. The greatest problem today is human welfare, and the uplifting of the masses. Into our progressive world there has come for the first time adequate knowledge of the conditions of | eoplc everywhere; and with this fuller knowledge has come a new consciousness of the sorrows of life. We who have come to a broader view of life realize this consciousness ami may be a great blessing to our race, liccaUse we are equipped with the knowledge of human welfare. I hold in my hand a calendar made by a little girl in New York City, who is not allowed by her parents to go to school. Her father is a drunkard, and her mother a care-worn, hard working woman, who is hastening to a premature grave. The little girl has to help make the living. Thousands of just such children are calling to us. who arc equipped to help them. Will we help? In the mountains of Alabama there are many children who have never been inside of a school room, and who are being brought up in ignorance. They, too, need our help. On the shield of one of the noble lords of Medieval France was this inscription: “Nobility obligates.” To us it means, “Knowledge obligates.” What I plead for today is the wider, nobler, unpaid service which an educated man can render to society, simply by being thoughtful and by helping others to think of and correct the evils that surround them. Classmates: It is within our jnnver to attain either success or failure. Knowledge has opened before us the ways of success in fields of government, of business, and of social service. The last may be considered as the greatest field, for if we would gain the love of our fellow-men, we must love them and suffer for them. Our success will not come through a selfish use of our culture and knowledge, but through the sacrifice of service. We have the knowledge; let us make it a power. 131 Umsted Pills. “Friendship, not Paine, is the Countersign Here” Kl.LOW-CI.ASSMATKS, we entered thi school four years ago in a class of over six hundred; today we leave it in a class of one hundred and thirty. and it is my pleasant duty, as corresponding secretary, to see that we preserve the friendships we have formed here. Correspondence and reunions, or home-comings, preserve class unity, but reunions foster close personal friendship better than correspondence. I am not a very strong believer in the old maxim. 'A1 sence makes the heart grow fonder. Brief absence gives the heart an opportunity to dream and to anticipate the next meeting, but long absence usually signifies neglect. Friendship continued through correspondence is stronger than that prolonged by memories alone. I at friendship formed and held bv association is the strongest, sweetest and truest of all. Furthermore, individual correspondence alone will not permanently maintain that mutual and collective feeling which we call class s| irit. We must foster that spirit by reunions. Therefore, the wisest and most efficient plan is a combination of reunions and correspondence; for correspondence will keep up interest in orr reunions and arouse pleasant anticipation, and reunions will stimulate correspondence. For the convenience of each individual member, we have compiled a class roster containing the name and home address of everv member of the class, and the college addresses of those who are going to college. Kach of you shall have a roster, and 1 hope you will take good care of them. Whenever one of you changes his address he should let nte know of it at once; and if each one will write me at least once a year telling me what v on can of yourself and classmates. I shall take pleasure in condensing this information into pamphlet form and will see that each member receives a copy. This pamphlet will contain all changes in addresses, and when the number of changes is sufficiently large we shall revise the roster. Never lail to let me know of engagements and weddings. If you wish, you may leave the announcement of your own engagement to your classmates. You need not fear that thev will overlook it. Oh! what a joy it will be to hear from our comrades of these past four years, for our correspondence will keep pleasant memories fresh before us. Try to imagine the pleasure in knowing what every member is doing and in following the history of the whole class vear after year. I shall turn your letters over to the historian that she may some day write a complete history of this class. Just think, we shall see with what truth our prophet has prophesied. All that I have said thus far about a plan for preserv ing class unity has I ecu what may I e done through correspondence, Imt we must not forget our reunions. When we look into the history of various classes that have come and gone, we lind that the class of 1829, of which Oliver Wendcl Holmes was a member, gives 132 a splendid example of class unity and comradeship. This class met every year for forty-eight years, and at the last meeting there were only two left. Every Near Holmes read a class poem. In 18(16 he read, “My Annual.” which embodies the true spirit of a class reunion. “No titles shall freeze us, no grandeurs infest, His Honor, His Worship, are Ixjys like the rest. Some won the world's homage, their names we hold dear, But friendship, not fame, is the countersign here. Imagine yourself seated with a gray-haired schoolmate, talking of these youthful days, and you will find your emotions pictured in the last and sweetest of all Holmes class poems, Bill and Joe ( omc, dear old comrade, you and I ill steal an hour from days gone by, The lusty days of long ago. When you were Bill and I was Joe. These poems, of course, were written for a class of boys; but in our class of both boys and girls I do not intend to slight the girls. I couldn't if I would, for they are absolutely irresistible. I don't know how they feel about us bovs. because none of them ever told me. The fact that this class is composed of girls and bovs gives us a great advantage over the class of 21 . The pleasure of our home-comings will Ik doubled. You never hear of us bovs going to stag parties. Why some of the boys were so anxious to have the girls at the senior picnic that they established a rule that all bovs who came alone should pay a dollar, but those who brought girls were charged only fifty cents. Now the best thing about this class is that there are so many more girls than boys that, in the social phases of our reunions, every boy will be unusually popular. College alumni ail over the countr have home-comings which last several • lass. I he alumni of men s colleges usually come back to a big athletic contest, especially football games, at which the members of former teams entertain the crowds before the games begin. In a mock international polo game given by the alumni of the Drake Law School, the contestants were armed with old brooms and mounted on choice, but untrained donkeys. The Americans won the game, but you may rest assured that the attractive figures were the riders of rebellious donkeys. After such feats there is always a great banquet. We need not worry alxnjt making our reunions interesting, for this class is just full of originality: but the success of this plan rests upon the enthusiasm and co-operation of each one of us. ( .ive your hearty supi ort and we shall meet annually or biennially, and remember that Friendship, not fame, shall be the countersign then. Now I must say good-bye, and you don't know how much I hate to say it, even for a short time. Some of us will go to college; others will not, but no mat ter nn hat we do we shall form new friendships and associations, and shall become members of other organizations. If we learn the lesson of union and co-ojjera-tion through true class spirit, if we learn to think of our classmates as friends and comrades and ol ourselves as friends of every member of our class, our attitude to society will Ik such as to enocuragc pride in our city, devotion to our state and loyalty to our nation. 133 If our sympathies are so broad, our teachers will be glad to have helped in the making of this class and proud of its future achievements. We thank our teachers for their interest and for the high ideals they have given us. When we think of this school we shall remember it is a part of us and we are a part of it. As we pass from school life into life’s school, let us realize that that work is best which is spent in service and that that service is best which is given in love. One day a Southern planter and his little crippled son were riding through the broad fields watching the work of the slaves. Kvery negro they met hail a kind word for the lad. Presently, the father said. They love you. my son, because you are good. “No. said the boy quickly, it’s because I am fond of them. As it was with the boy, so it is with us. He gave the tender love of his childish heart to all around him and was none the poorer for having given, for spiritual powers and blessings grow l v division. Tis a joy to know men who delight to give, To receive throughout life is not really to live; The one who befriends most is held most dear, For Friendship, not fame, is the countersign here. Armstrong Cory, 15. l.'tl Chummy, Companionable Clothes Once you get to wearing clothe5 from this store that is a young man5 store you will lil(c them so well they'll seem lil(c chums. They'll win you with their trustworthy lool($ and hold you with their long, loyal sendee. 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