Central High School - Mirror Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

Text from Pages 1 - 158 of the 1917 volume:

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Home Productsjt Bm™ OualitV MadeThem Famous SOLO j4t Your Grocers A Gp TE T T I tcdicntion ..................................... $ I'.ilitnriaD .................................... n u and the Sacred Circle----...Rate Smith.. 14 The Indian I .ament..........Frank Glacier.. 18 I h i lty Valiants of 01 1 Virginia............ I.utile Montgomery Martin., tj A Moiletn Vrftion of the Kilkenny Cat ......... Rose Robert!.. •? The Will of the � od ...........IVilliam Kmg.. jq On Ik-ing Graduated............. Stanley Stull.. At n Country Station.............Lewis Uoyd.. 37 M '• VnTfcUcry...............C. P. SI At the Theater ..................Frank Dillon.. 41 A Modern Monnl� xuc................Juliet Perry.. 43 Junior lliph .................................... 46 Commercial ... ............................. 40 Kkchnnicet .... .......................... 51 chib ............... ........................... 54 llappcitink in I lifth School .................. S9 Athletic ................................... . 64 The Nut Cracker................................ 70 Joke ........................................... 76 The Senior Department ........................... 7S I’rc-ddcnt’ dtlrew— Our Dcht”................ Joe Inland Jlurnett.. 1 a Cla IliMmy............Mary Brown Hurt-thaw.. 144 I'lap Oration ”Pnlrioti m ................... Ray iooke Burnt .. ij6 Clan Statistic .........Philip Porter Hetliea.. i.mj Cla Prophecy Who' Who in America ......... Dora F.ltse Sparrots .. ijj Cla - Pocut “Sincerity ....................... Margaret Elizabeth Briggs.. tj6 Cl.vv K ay—“Romance of the Modern World Mary Etta Regina Coe.. 13; Farewell - la-t l � Uve ....................... Robbie Maxwell Crig t.. 140 DciUratum £o our iJriitripal. nur tlcarhcr and our ifrirnd. (Charles Allen ilmuuu, n� e dedtrate this ittirror. Charles JAlleu jtfrohm Charles Allen I frown was born in Sumterville, Alabama. January 5. I8T2. lie received his early education in the Sumter county schools and at the Sumterville Academy. In September, 1888. he entered the Alabama Polytechnic Institute at Auburn and was graduated in 1892 with the degree of Bachelor of Science. After graduation he continued work at Auburn, receiving a fellowship in the Department of Engineering in the following year, and completing work leading to the degree of Civil Engineer in 189:1. Another academic honor came in June. 1915, when Howard College, in recognition of his educational work, f estowcd upon him the honorary degree of 1.1.. D. I •‘or twenty-four years all of Dr. Brown’s host efforts have been spent in the Birmingham Public School System. On finishing Auburn he was made teacher (if Science in the Birmingham High School and held this position until 1897. At this time he was promoted to the principalship of the Henley School. Mere for ten years he helped the schools grow and in appreciation of his worth he was made principal of Central High School in 19oT. Dr. Brown has not confined his efforts to Birmingham, however, but has extended bis influence over all the State. He has at various times been President of the State High School ssociation, of the Alabama Association of Teachers of English, of the Alabama Society of Mental Hygiene, and the Alabama Athletic Conference. At the recent meeting of the Alabama Educational Association he was unanimously elected President. As a citizen of Birmingham, he has taken an active interest in problems of civic welfare and advancement. He has also taken part in the social movements of the city, being a member of the Southern and Country Clubs. Dr. Brown's influence has been especially felt in circles of musical activity. As a patron of athletics. Dr. Brown has been an enthusiastic follower and supporter, and lie has done much to improve Intcr-lligh School athletics. Dr. Brown has the love, respect and honor of his friends, teachers and students. ciavoh Moaanv -mi PUBLISHED BY THE LITERARY SOCIETIES OF THE CENTRAL M 1 Ci H SCHOOL MAY 31. 1917 PRICE TWENTY-FIVE CENTS HOARD 01 KDITOKS EDITORS.IN. CHIEF KATE SMITH KAY C BURR US BUSINESS MANAGER MRVKIt N. KRONEN BERG LITERARY ROHR IK GRIGGS GLADYS BACHMAN DOROTHY VERNON C. P. SHOOK. JR ELIZABETH DICKEY FRANK DILLON WELLER SMITH FICTION STANDBY S«M I.I. MARTHA ROBISON FLAKE MILLER MARGARET TYNES MARY BROWN BUCKS 1L W LtTCILK M MARTIN-FRANK GLAZIER SARAH M.CARTY JUNIOR HIGH F.LIZARKTH WOODALL SIDNEY OFNTKR IRA LEWIS WIT AND HUMOR EIJ5A I'. RAMUS I'll 11.11 BETHEA ATHLETICS JOE L BURNETT EXCHANGES SYLVIA AIRD EDWARD DARBY CLUBS JESSIE MATTHEWS CLAUDE HOLLUMS HAPPENINGS IN HIGH SCHOOL M ARGARET SIP� K LORENA FENNELL COMMERCIAL BLANCHE BENTON HATTIE WALDRON- ART HOMER RUSSELL POETRY MARGARET BRIGGS C. FREDERICK HARD ADVERTISING MANAGER HAROLD B. BLACH ENGRAVING MANAGER G STAFFORD SILLLMAN CIRCULATION MANAGER JOE O'BRIEN BUSINESS ASSISTANTS LISE C SHROPSHIRE GLADYS HAYES ARNICK BYNUM NELLIE Mr-KARLIN CLYDE KENNEDY PAUL WATSON MARGIE SPARKS CLARA MAE D.-LONKV And now, class-mates, High School life ends here. The gates oT child liood '—do yon remember? have clanged behind ns; how much they have set apart we but dimly realize. Four milestones mark the years, fruitful years, years in which joy and sorrow have been mingled, years in which success and defeat have found an equal place, years in which, as we have sown the seed of sincere and patient effort, there is a prediction of a golden harvest. That this may be even better than your dearest fancies picture is the wish of y0ur 0ld friend, The Mirror. That all your ambitions may be realized: that your castles in Spain may have a firm, rock-bottom foundation; that all your lives may be crowned with success and happiness- these things “The Mirror wishes for you. “Grow old along with me, The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in 11 is hand, W ho saith, whole 1 planned, Youth shows but half ; trust God. see all. Xor be afraid !' ” The Mirror Board has many things to rejoice in. this commencement: it has had a splendid year, all things considered, but there is nothing for which the Hoard is as sincerely grateful and indeed, for which it owes so large a debt of gratitude, as for the inspiration the sjionsor. Miss Waldhorst. has given. Inspiration, yes, but a great deal more than that—Miss Waldhorst, for two years now. has given her time, her energy, her never-failing patience, to the work of The Mirror. ’ There is not a single member of the Board of Editors who can fail to realize that the high standard The Mirror” takes among High School publications is due in no little degree to Miss aldhorst’s aid. and that our High School paper would be a vastly different one if it were not for our sponsor. Hut only those who have been most closely concerned with The Mirror can understand the unnumerable instances when excellent Judgment and a steady hand saved the editors endless care and worry—the many trying moments when in a wild endeavor to make an attractive issue from often very unpromising material, only the patience and never-flagging interest of some one who knows, saved the reputation of our school paper. It is just such service this that Miss Waldhorst has rendered “The Mirror,” service that cannot be described with words, that lias its foundation in her enthusiasm in all she undertakes but especially in her devotion to The Mirror, and for this the Hoard wishes to assure her that it understands well what i he has given to the five issues of The Mirror this year, and. as host it can. sincerely and gratefully thanks her. MR. LEACH. Mr. Leach came to Central in September, 1916, and in less than a year his personality was felt in many of the activities of Central High School. Athletics has had in Mr. Leach a staunch worker and supporter, the duhs a valued and faithful advisor, the students a friend and companion. Mr. Leach was one of us. We arc all sorry to lose Mr. Leach, hut Uncle Sam has called him into service as a member of the officer's reserve and we are proud of him. OUR SOLDIER BOYS Tramp. Tramp, Tramp, The boys arc marching. 1 he I nited States is at war and has called upon her sons for support. ’ � { fnv jv A number of Central High School’s boys have already joined the colors in different branches of the service and many more will go. One thing we have learned in High School is loyalty. The school has always stood behind athletic and other contests with a support worthy «� 1 any student body, and surely we will show the same but greater patriotism tor that which is greater and dearer. America. In the boys of Central High School who have first answered the call will be found staunch and true Americans. TO OUR ADVERTISERS. In this last issue of The Mirror we want to thank our patrons, the advertisers. who have done their hit” to make the Mirror once more a possibility and a success. The business men of Birmingham who helped to found the Mirror, almost a decade ago, must feel as we do, pride in its growth through the years.. The first Mirror ever printed was very small, almost a pamphlet, but today we have a magazine of one hundred and fifty-two pages, almost an annual. The advertisers helped to print the first and they helped to print the last. The Mirror thanks its advertisers! Realities Everything is dead- even the smoke lies dull in the trees. The very hills ache at the void weight of the sky And seem to sink into the valley. My heart is dead—its impulse lies exhausted: My very soul aches holding up frail dreams Against the world’s realities. —M. II. I‘atte thirteen Gus and The Sacred Circle If 1 had a dollar fur every time that Augustus Sterling, commonly known as Gus. had grated on my nerves, I'd he able to hold my own with the Vanderbilts. As a matter of fact, whenever I look at the child ( this is a startling confession for a sister to make, but then. Gus is a startling creature 1, I feel irritated, “huffed. as Gus says. Although he has reached the maturity of nine years, his development since the time I sang him to sleep with “Rock-n-bye Baby (the family imposed the pleasant task on me), has been confined to a steady growth in roundness, until it looks as though we are trying to develop a curiosity in the form of a fat hov. But the climax to my woes came when Gus announced his intention of being in my big brother Tom's wedding. The wedding was going to be exceedingly flossy, with a perfectly huge bridal party, and imported dresses for the bride and her maids, in St. Mark's Cathedral at high noon—all very stylish, and Lucy, 'Pom's fiancee had planned to have her little brother Gerald, who compares with Gus as Little Lord Fauntleroy to an infant pugilist, as the ring-bearer. But when news of this reached mother, she didn’t like it at all. Never yet having been able to detect a flaw in ('.us, she couldn’t understand and was therefore indignant that Gus, the family darling in spite of his size, hadn't been selected to carry the ring. And the suggestion being made to Gus, the family had no peace. He was determined not to be outdone by Gerald. “The child may never have another chance to he in a wedding.” mother said, dolefully. “Of course Susie would never have him in her’s.” No. I certainly will not.” 1 spoke up briskly. It’s bad enough now when I’m maid of honor to think of Gus strutting up the aisle in front of me and falling up the chancel steps � r something quite as bad. I won’t, neither, Gus sniffled—lie invariably resorts to sniffling when he can’t carry bis point in any other way. and that sissy lil‘ ole Gerald Gerald is not a siss simply because he chances to conflict with your high ideals of manhood. Gus. Just let me tell you. young man. that there are two families concerned in this wedding and that you won’t get anywhere by running Gerald down. Look here! broke in Tom, who had been impatiently listening to this council of war. I think I ought t« have some say-so about my own wedding. Get it straight now. that I won’t have that baby elephant in any ceremony where I’m officiating.” The groom does not officiate, Tom. said mother reprovingly, and I don’t see whv you should speak so of (ins. A man oil the point of marriage should be more dignified.” I'tue fourteen Well, the long and short of it was that we compromised and agreed that Gerald should carry the ring and that (Jus should walk by his side as a sort of body-guard. (Jus was delighted, lie cared only to be seen, parading up the aisle, and to have a large share in the wedding breakfast. Ilis soul was at peace with all the world. ’o human being will ever know the agony I suffered in those weeks before the wedding. Looking back on it now. 1 wonder that 1 ever came out of the ordeal alive. (Jus was insufferable and one might as well have tried to dry up the Pacific Ocean as to quench his outbursts, lie considered hint-self in a position to dictate to Lucy his ideas (and Solomon in all Ins glory could not have formulated things like these), about a wedding-cake, and Lucy, poor girl, not understanding that a polite hut utterly indifferent attitude is the only one that can be assumed around (Jus, was extremely worried because she couldn’t make the unholy concoction (Jus planned. Then, whenever there was a party for the bride. King Hearer and Co., must be on band, and (Jus was seen on all occasions, usually somewhat awry and always in the vicinity of the bonbons. He patronized Tom. gave directions to the best man and even had the bare-faced audacity to ask me. the maid of honor, if I wouldn’t like to be in his place. Hut no more of this. The final day came, with the confusion that is characteristic of such days. At the last minute (Jits' velvet suit was discovered to he a size too small, he had put glue in his hair to create a pompadour like Turn's and consequently his head resembled a split-rail fence, and as the last drop in my clip of bitterness, bis shoes squeaked. At the church door. I straightened his collar, buttoned bis cuffs and sighed at his pompadour. (Jus was hopeless. but it was too late now—-the die was. cast. The wedding party proceeded up the aisle. For a time everything went off beautifully. Lucy looked gorgeous and Tom was splendid, even though a trifle shaky in the knees. For better, for worse, tor richer, for poorer.........' Tom repeated the words, very clear and strong, and reached out his hand to (Jerald. All of us involuntarily looked toward the little cushion (Jerald held. Gerald, with mouth and eyes opened wide, was gazing vacantly at the place where the ring should have been and was not. There was a dreadful pause. The wedding-party was aghast. Tom shook (Jerald. What have you done with the ring? I have never seen anyone behave quite so idiotically as did (Jerald at this trying moment, lie felt absently in ltis pockets, gazed at the ceiling as if by some phenomenon of nature the ring had found its way there and finally murmured: I duiitto. This was awful. Every second added to our agony. The guests were craning forward to see the cause of the interruption. Then, just as Lucy was on the point of hysterics, we heard a lazy, somewhat sleepy voice: “Here ’tis! I'oiie fifteen AGLAIA LITERARY SOCIETY And vvc turned to see Gus, Gus the scorned, the despised, calmly drawing the ring, from his pocket. There was no time for explanation then. The ceremony proceeded, the bridal party turned down the aisle, but once at home; Gus was surrounded and overwhelmed with questions. In the midst of all the contusion, he was as unruffled as though saving the dignity of a minister, a bride and a groom, and twelve attendants, was a daily occurrence. “I was walkin' along, an' 1 heard the ring drop, an’ Gerald wasn't noticin' — (unfortunate Gerald!) “An I picked it up, an' Susie yelled out for me to move on— lit was true; I bad shrieked to Gus in a stage whisper, fearful that he would stop the whole procession.) An I done it. an’ then I forgot it till 1 saw you all cuffin’ Gerald arounV' The groomsmen roared and the bridesmaids fell upon him and embraced hint and J.ucy shed tears and almost ruined her dress, and Tom actually patted him on the back. But I knew what Gus craved, and I led him away in triumph to the wedding-cake. Kate Smith. 1 . In The Garden of My Heart 1 know a hidden garden in a secret place. A warm, walled garden breathing up the Odor of living flowers-Some blooms are bright, some pale, and others fresh And sweet as an April shower. And the tall trees bend their branches over the quiet walks Yearning to touch the fountain that laughs and dimples in the sunlight. And a murmuring breath rises from the flowers Swelling in poignant harmony as from the souls «� i friends I love-in the garden of my heart. —M. B. PujfC iPl'CHU'C The Indian’s Lament Several members of the Cortez Club sat around the large, open fireplace in the reading room of the establishment. It was just past eleven o’clock and tin straggling groups of the theater habitues were drifting in. The rain made heavv music on the windows. The few men, smoking near the fireplace, paid little heed to the newcomers but smoked on in silence. About half-past eleven lames Mainst. the famous violinist, came in. dripping wet. lie seemed to he welcome to the group around the fire for a place was made for him. “Some weather. said Mainst as he stood before .he lire drying his dripping clothes. “It is that. Bad night for theaters. What sort of a house did you have tonight? asked one of the group. “Fairly good crowd,” said Mainst. Then, for a few moments, no one spoke. The falling drops of rain beat a dreary tattoo. The men around the fire puffed the smoke in clouds and the lire crackled merrily. Mainst broke the silence, turning from the fire to face them. “Last night, a year ago. the last selection on my program was the ‘Indian's Lament.’ As the last strains died away on the hushed air of the theater the audience seemed to forget. Even I forgot where I was. J saw the old days return. I saw the war dance the savage ceremonial of never-t o-be-for-gotten days—and the wild sweep of the Indians in battle. Then came the v ictory the mad celebration with the gory trophies of a conquering tribe the frenzied beating of the tom-toms drowning all other sounds................ Then came the tortures of the reservation. And then the wail of a dying race pierced the silent space of the theater. I finished and went to my dressing room. I was just ready to leave when there came a hesitant tap on the door. I'pon my invitation, the door slowly opened and a wrinkled old man walked into the room. Me looked at me with steady eyes. 1 asked what might be bis business. ‘‘‘Me wan you play for me.' lu said. I told him that his was an unusual request .but that I would play for him nevertheless. ‘Me wan’ you play what you play las’ tonight.' I agreed and took out my violin intending to dash through the ‘Indian's Lament’ and so end the business. But something in the old man's eyes made me stop. I looked at him again. They were fixed upon me in mute appeal. Then I raised my violin to my chin and began to play. I may have held an audience that night, but they nev er beard me play as I played to that old man. Ilis soul seemed wrapt in the spell that my music was weaving. Then. ran,- rujhteen uhcn it was near the end. something like sadness crept into that immobile lace. Something glistened in his eyes. I played on. I put all the soul that was in me into that music. The silent one before me seemed to understand what the violin was saying. II the pathos of a million years looked out from his face. Then he closed his eyes and stretched out his arms in silent appeal. When I had finished 1 stood looking at him in wonder. That face! Where had 1 seen it before? The deep lines! the crooked nose! the high cheek hones! Deep down in my heart there awoke yearnings that had never been there before. 1 went hack through all my life and the face seemed to have a place there. Vet. I could not remember. t last he rose and faced me in Silence. • ’l don' know how I can tank you. Ilut I wan t ank you jus' same.' ' (), that's all right. I am glad to he of service to you. Ilut would you mind telling me why you wished me to play for you?’ • '.Me he Indian. You seem to understan ! You play so good. To’splain by I wan' you play would take long time and von he in hurry. “I was interested, so I told him to go on. ‘Many moons ago when my tribe was free we fin little hoy with music maker lak you have. e carry him through the forests with us to ol Manitoba. Then when they put us on reservation they teach our little boy to play music box. Then they take him to Governor's house to play music box for he play so good. When he come hack to us he sit by fire at night an play for us. lak you play for me. Then come pale-face who say he is hoy’s father. e hav to give him up. e hate to see him go. I love hoy lak father. He say I mus go. loo. So. they take me 'long as servant. We go far 'way. Then we live in city of many people. The boy. he grow he big hoy. I no see him much for he go ‘bout and play in what you call it- -t eater. All is happy ior while. 'I hen come trouble. The man be say I mus' take hoy way . Then I steal hov. I take him and lose him in snows of Sasktachewan. Then I go hack to city an man he pay me much money for w hat 1 do. Then I fin' out truth.' Then my mind, too, went hack many days. I saw a shivering hoy wandering aimlessly over the frozen snows. Then I saw the boy rescued by Kskimos. In his arms he held a cherished violin. The old man continued. ‘“Then man lie say hoy’s mother was Indian squaw. He say she dead main moons. He say boy was had hoy . That was why I took him to lan’ oi snow spirit. I believe man an' stay with him. Then many days pass an man he get sick, lie call me. Then he tell me reason he wan' hoy. He wan’ much money hoy gon’ get when he get gro.vn. Now he sick an' nearly to happy huntin' groun's. lie wan' boy. He tell me to give papers t«� boy when I fin' him. I inns’ not stop, he say. till I fin' boy. I mus’ go on till 1 fin’ boy. I mus’ give hoy heap big papers. Hut I no tin' boy. I no tin' where he gone. I go hack to Saskatchewan an follow one boy to great river in 'laska. Then I aim os’ die when I get squeezed in ice. Hut 1 get well an' go on. I go many moons. I no tin' hoy. I alums' give up. Hut then 1 tink of way we treat hoy. I go many miles. Then I look in man’s papers to r-ee what they say of man. There ! tin' picture of Indian squaw. 1 alums fall. It was my daughter who marry white man of city. Then I see I nuts' «iK nineteen ASTRAKA LITERARY S'OCIKTV jo on. No longer I look for master's hoy, hut I look for my daughter's son. If I only could fin' him all would he well. W e could go hack. ‘Then I come to this city and see your picture outside. I see picture of your music box. Then I 'member how hoy use play for us. You seem to undcrstan I ask man ilex' me what you play. He say ‘Indian Lament.' Then my heart get full. 1 cry. Then I come see you. hat you play is v. hat 1 would lak to say. Hut 1 no can say. You make me 'member days of many moons ago. And you make me 'member when we lie free. I'm ol Indian, now. But I mus' fin' hoy. Can you an your music box help me fin' hovr I mus’ fin him. I love him lak son! The gray head sank on the heaving chest. lie wiped his eyes. “‘Mcenatah! O, Meenatah, don't you know me?’ He looked up at me in amazement. ‘Grandfather, it is I. your son. Don’t you know me? Then a smile of supreme happiness spread over his face and his eyes gleamed through the mist that covered them, lie rushed into mv open arms. An hour later the manager of the theatre came to me and asked if I were going home. Meenatah accompanied me to my hotel. “Hut our happiness was short lived. Every place that I went the old Indian went. too. Weakened by age. the strain was too much for him. I left him in a hospital in Montreal and continued my tour, fter my concert in Cincinnati, two weeks later, I received a telegram signed by Hr. I.e Rogue, saving that Meenatah was dying. ‘‘I caught the next train north. In four days I was at the bedside of my faithful friend. 1 had my violin, lie smiled as he recognized me. In a weak voice he asked me to play for him. I began to play the ‘Indian’s Lament.' ilis features brightened and he seemed to be carried along with the music. s I played a mist crept into my eyes. I could see the old man through my tears. His eyes were closed, but the sad smile was on his lips . When I finished, his face had that peacefulness that comes to those that live lives of unexampled faithfulness, and when I laid my violin aside Meenatah had found rest. No tempest could ruffle the feathers of his war bonnet. No wild cry of hatred could waken his soul with an answering call to battle. “That was two weeks ago. To-morrow, I leave for Montreal to erect a memorial to my grandfather. To him life was a fitful dream. His sleep came with his waking. He probably did not know another God other than his (ireat Spirit. Hut, to-night 1 know that God in his mercy will know that his goul was faithful to the end. lie found his Great Spirit had prepared a glorious wigwam for him on the happy hunting grounds. Now, he is at rest. All is well. 1, too, am an Indian and I have had my lament. To-night I played for the last time ‘The Indian's Lament.' The Indian no longer laments. He is at rest. Then Mainst arose and in silence went into the next room. The place was deserted save for the few who sat gazing vacantly into the lire. After a few minutes, the soft sound of a violin was heard in the next room. Now soft and low the sound floated out into the silent air and filled all the room. Then came the wild cries of war! Then all was peace. Then came the Pave Itrrnlr-one reservation and the appeal of the Indian against the force that crushed his freedom. Next, in low strains came forth the Indian's Lament. How long did it last: No one knows. I'hc spell of the music pervaded all. Lonely and appealing came forth at last the Indian's wail. Then as the storm broke forth in redoubled fury, the listeners heard the sorrowful voice of the violin. They knew that Mainst had played, for the last time, the Indian's Lament. Frank Gi.aziek, IT. Good-bye Dear Hills Good-bye. hills, good-bye to you. In another da I leave you for A low. flat country far away. Ml my days I have lived with you In the morning on your warm, green sides I played, and rolled, and tumbled. tTider the blazing sun; t noon-day read in the shade of the tall trees on your brow. When evening came the warm light lingered on your broad slopes nd in the mackerel sky. as wide and arching as the wings of an angel; And I sat on the rocks and watched the ever-changing heavens: Watched the slow smoke rise in the distant valleys. I saw the first stars open their golden eyes in the dark. And I lay down to sleep all night in the little house under the poplars: All my days—and Oh! 1 leave tomorrow For a low, flat country far away. Good-bye, dear, fostering hills, good-bye! — M rc. hi-t liKicr.s, 'IT. Page iwenty-itco Dusky Valiants of Old Virginia Ah. gwan! Yu lazy, trifln’ nigger! Yu minds me ob ole Ginger hcselt! He so lazy lie can t drink dc water atter we draws it fur 'ini: but jes stan’s dar eyeing it wid his nose in de air waitin' fur us ter drink it fur 'itn. Ilettcr go long, boy, draw yo' water. Ole Ginger done begin pokin’ hisself over hyar now. fur to drink his till an' den walk off an tek his res’ titten fur a king! Whoa, dar, ole lazy hones! liar yu gwin, nohow: Yu needin' he walkin ‘round hyar lak yu own 1 is plantation! Don' inek no diff’ence ef yu did use to l e de pride oh dc earth an de apple oh ole massa’s eye' You done had yo'day! Yessuh! The speaker ceased suddenly, though merely from want of breath, and gazed about him with an air of self-approval. The black eyes of the young means, aged eleven and ten respectively, met and held each other for a minute. The elder of the two flung a threatening glance at the other, who cautiously advanced to the well and began slowly drawing the water, all the while eyeing his companion askance. “How meny mo' times I’m gwine tell yu to draw dat water, nigger. Don’ vu know mammv's waitin’ fur to wash deni clos’?” • • “Now look-a hyar. Jim Ramsey, mah patience done gib clean out! hut dat mammy tell yu ’bout practicin' whut yu preach: Yu lazy scoundel! How meny buckets yu drawed today, nohow?” “Whut dat yu say bout lazy scoundel: Jes’ say it ergin an I’ll show yu how lazy I'm is!” Robinson Crusoe carefully set his bucket down by the side of the well and advanced to meet his opponent, who took a few steps backward. Meanwhile, having scented trouble, a group of ragged pickaninnies had collected around the two combatants and were waiting eagerly for the tray. “Yes. dat’s 'zacly whut I said. Yu lazy scoundel! Now show me how-lazy yu is!” “Oh, Jim! Yu an' Robinson Crusoe slop dat lightin dis minit. I’m gwine to git Plug! He gotta sho’ sec dis fight!” and onus, the black, sped Up the lane, her red dress fly ing in the breeze. Then an ominous sound rose over the hill -Aunt Dinah’s voice, which boded no good. “Yassum, we's coinin'!” Robinson Crusoe shouted. 'Wow. Jim. he continued, ‘Wu draw yo water an' den we ll tight.” Jim obeyed instructions, and then, as V enus had returned, dragging the panting Plug, a child of four, behind her. the battle began. Feeling some vague excitement in the air. ole Ginger” sauntered over to the well and gazed upon the scene with an air of great indifference. The day was warm and lie felt the need of refreshment. Gently approaching the scene Paoe tn-tntv-th'te the commercial club of action he relieved one of the brimful buckets of its contents and kicked the other over to bask in the midday sun. And now the excitement became intense: the crowd applauded with vigorous shouting, which reached Aunt Dinah, as she set about her work. “Ah knowed dev wuz up to sum debblement,” she exclaimed. So sending her daughter to the field tor a new supply of sassafras branches, she set out across the hill. “Better sit down and tek yo res', chillun, caysc yu sho’ gwine need it’.” she exclaimed as the significance of the situation burst upon her. “Whut ah done sen ye attcr, nohow? she asked, rudely seizing each bv a shoulder and eyeing the empty buckets. “We don’ drawee! yo’ water, mammy. Jim timidly ventured. “Don' yu tell me none ob dem tales, nigger! W hat yu reckon I'm got eyes fur? Consternation fell upon the whole assembly; fear seized even the dusky valiants, who were visibly shaking from head to toe. “Xeedn ter start dat whimperin' neither! ’ and mammy rolled up her sleeves. “Cum on. Ambrosia! she called. “Bring dem switches! I’se waitin’ fur • a cm! Lrcii.E Montgomery Martin, l� . Love’s Song oj the Sea Springtime is wing time for me. Love. And I’ll sail o'er the billowy sea Far out o’er the deep blue waters. Far out, and away from thee. But springtime soon will end. Love. And my weak little craft will fail. Then back o’er the sparkling waters. Back o’er the sea I'll sail. There’ll be a glad song in my heart. Lo e. As I sail o’er the calm, calm sea— As 1 sail o'er the sunlit waters. As I sail back home to thee. —SrsiK Rosa mono, ’IL GUO LITERARY SOCIETY A Modern Version of the Kilkenny Cats School was out. and Hilly Williams was walking homo. Taken as a whole the day had not been successful. Miss Walsh, his teacher, had, during every recitation, called on him for exactly the questions he did not know, and as a result lie had spent an extra hour iti school studying. Also this was the first balmy day � f April, and his parents had, as he thought, unreasonably refused to allow him to go barefoot. Now, as he thought of all this, he decided to go barefoot for the rest of the afternoon 11 is father would never know it. So he sat down and quickly rid himself of those useless articles of apparel, shoes and stockings. bile he was doing this, his boon companion came up. John Cutler, known as “Dome.” was a boy with a rather practical mind, and the first remark he addressed to Hilly was. “Say. 1 don’t believe that those cats really ate each other up. ’Phis was in reference to the story of the famous Kilkenny cats that had been told by Miss W alsh that day. Of course they didn’t, but gee, I bet they fought hanging over that line. As he said this a daring and altogether novel idea sprang into Hilly’s mind. Why not imitate those reckless soldiers of Kilkenny, and tie two cats together by their tails and hang them over a rope and let them fight! Hilly did not stop to think, but rapidly outlined his plan to John, whom he sent in search oi a cat. lie himself set out for home to secure a pet Maltese belonging to his older sister. Hilly crept in. He discovered Fluff dozing on a sunny window sill and cautiously approached her. Hut she fled and took refuge upstairs. Bill immediately followed and dragged “Fluff,” snarling and spitting, from under a bureau. Outside he met John with another one. a wild-looking “Tiger. They tied the tails together, and threw the two cats over a clothes line. The imitation was a success. The cats, after being hung on the line, yowled most pitifully for a second. Then each abruptly and at the same instant, discovered that he was not alone and each seemed to blame the other for his pain. Never had Billy pictured such a tight, even in his w ildest dreams. Snarls and shrieks and hits of flying fur tilled the air. As Hilly and John, seated in a chicken coop a little distance away, watched this whirling mass, fate was fast sealing their doom inside the house Mrs. Williams, entertaining callers, tried to carry on the conversation and ignore the clamor, but it would not be ignored. After hastily excusing herself, she set out to stop the noise. Just as she reached the back door tin-string on the cats tails slipped and they fell to the ground, vanishing like two shadows. For a second Mrs. W illiams laughed, but remembering herself she called “Hilly.’’ Page faYNlv seven “iMa am. 1 he startled boy turned with a guilt face as lie suddenly remembered his bare legs. Billy, what on earth were you doing just now?” “Nothing.” “Nothing, and then as her gaze rested on his bare legs, “come here. il-liam. Ihdnt your father tell yoy you could not go barefoot today, (� o upstairs and wait for him.” Rosk KokEkts, ‘Mb A Peony Peeping over the wall at me. A peony, blinking its droll little eve at me. Saucy peony, Seeming to say. as it smiled at me. This peony, That it beckoned me, called me. then scorned me. Cruel peony! But when leaning coyly toward me. Sly peony. I plucked it and crushed it against me. This peony— Now it lies faded next to me, Poor peony! Paying the price of its lure to me. A peony. —Km m a Stockm � . I s- rape .‘wity-right The Will of the Gods Mid-day in early fall gave its warmth and drowsiness to the little village at the font of the mountains. Higher uj tlu- slopes of the mountain a tickle breeze stirred the fields of growing maize. There was no sound except the occasional snatches of conversation that drifted from the huts. No men were abroad in the one narrow thoroughfare of the village. Therefore, no one saw a figure suddenly outlined against the blue of the sky as it paused on the summit of the mountain path and then ran down it toward the quiet town. As he came nearer, a woman, issuing from her doorway by chance, was the first of the place to spy him. She screamed shrilly, and from every door rushed forth men. hastily-snatched weapons in their hands, and women with children clinging to their skirts. The alarm-giver pointed. All eyes turned toward the solitary runner, then to the old man who had just stepped from the door of the largest hut in the village. They waited, watching. The runner approached swiftly, and it was observed that he was a Gaul and wore the scarlet shoulder-strap that betokened a messenger of the Great Chief. As the young man. for such he was, entered the village, the bearded head man advanced to meet him. The crowd closed around the two. The messenger's words were audible to all. “Subjects of Adiux. hear! A Roman. Caesar, he is called, has commanded our nation to pay tribute to Rome and to send him hostages. Our king has refused, and the Roman has marched into our territory with an army numerous as the locusts Our forces gather at the chieftain’s town, and according to the custom of our ancestors the sluggard who last arrives shall die bv torture.” A buzz and then a shout arose. The speaker and the chief pushed their way through the crowd to the door of the hut. and a few moments later, having given the old man a private message from the king, the messenger proceeded upon his way to the next village. He left behind him a turmoil. Some of the men were away on a hunting trip. Among the absentees was the young Meliorix. son of the village chief, lie had gone into the forest alone, and no one knew where to find him. The other hunters were encamped half a day's journey away they could be warned. But Meliorix lie had told no one of his intentions, and often the young man spent days at a time in the forest. The time was short. To send some one to attempt to find him was useless, as well as dangerous to the messenger. since the village was one of those farthest from the rendezvous and every hour ought to he spent on the journey . Night came, and with it came the other hunters. Meliorix did not come. The old chief sat in his hut and waited—waited and prayed Odin to rescue I'afic CURRY LITERARY SOCIETY his I my. The hours raced In him, for at dawn the men must march, and unless his son came before then it meant almost certain death. A footstep crunched on the gravel of the path, and the old man sat up expectantly. Some one flushed aside the woven rushes that screened the door, and entered. It was a young man. tall and good to look upon. In his hand he carried a hunting spear, over his shoulder hung a quiver of arrows— but it was not Mcliorix. (The Chieftain sighed and turned away, bat he quickh controlled himself and again faced the youth.) Son of my friend, why do you come? What can I do for you. ’ Chief. I am going to seek Meliorix. The old man looked at him. No, minus. ‘ he said. 1 must not let you go. It is a decree of the Gods that my boy should be absent at this time. Go back to your slumbers. If il is their will. Meliorix will return in time. If not —bis voice trailed off. Sir.” answered the other firmly, “Meliorix i my friend and benefactor. He dared all for me. I shall dare, and if need be. give all. for him. 1 am going. Farewell. lie strode to the door, pushed aside the hangings and departed. The Chieftain sank back upon his couch and covered his eyes with his hands. Thus they found him at dawn, when his followers were ready to march. • ♦ The same dawn found a young man accompanied by a huge wolf-hound, picking his way across a mountain torrent. It was Meliorix. Me was a good two day’s journey from bis father's village, and in no great hurry to return. Therefore he and the dog went leisurely on their way. and night found them still twenty miles from home. Meanwhile. Attunus had searched every foot of the forest in which he thought Meliorix might I e and at dusk, despondent I ut still faithful, the youth was seated near a solitary watch-fire. He was thinking. Without a doubt, he and Meliorix were now the only two men w ho had not long ago arrived at the town of Adiax. Then a horrible thought flashed through his brain— either he or his friend would he the last man. nd that man must die! Die! Forgotten were all his noble resolves, for the last man to arrive must die! it must not be lie! I!c seized his spear, and dashed blindh down the mountain path. It was the God’s will that Meliorix he away at such a time. Let him suffer! lie, Attunus, must not die! On and on he ran. panic-stricken—on through the black of midnight and the grev of dawn. Noon of the next day found him still staggering on. a day’s journey from the rendezvous. n hour later he came to a spring, lie must rest, for his legs refused to earn, him farther. He sank exhausted to the earth and slept. And soon he dreamed, dreamed of a clay long ago. a pleasant day on the hanks of the Loire. Two hoys—he and Meliorix stood upon the water's edge. He plunged in. and swam lustily for the opposite bank. He could feel the cool water wash against his body as he pushed it aside. Suddenly something seemed t« seize him, and pull him toward the bottom. He felt the water close over his head: felt the horrible sensation of lack of air. His brain turned, hazy images ran madly through it. He was dying, dying. Then a strong arm caught him; ihirly-pHf drew him up into the delicious air. Later, sale on the bank, he opened his eyes, and looked into the anxious face of his friend Mcliorix. Then the dream changed. He saw a vast multitude of his own people, gathered around a stake, set in a great square, to which was bound a young man. An executioner applied a torch to the brush at the young man’s feet. He looked into the face of the man. It was Meliorix—and the executioner— was himself. He sprang up with a cry of horror. It was night again, and the stars were shining. The calm of it all soothed him. and he reseated himself at the base of the tree. Hreams come from the Hods. he thought, ‘ ami are sent as messages to mortals. I will heed. After all, to die for one you love is not so had. Meliorix shall be given time to pass. He will surely hear of the war when he returns to the village, and hasten on. I shall wa� ch the pr.th. Yes. I will wait and die. And at once a wonderful peace came over him, and lie fell asleep again, and dreamed of the glories of Valhalla, so soon to be his. The sun's rays dancing into his eyes awakened him and lie sat up. Some one was coming through the forest, lie could hear the snap of the branches under his feet. Attunus quickly sought hiding in a nearby thicket. The bushes on the opposite side of the spring parted, and Meliorix Stepped forth. Hi countenance betrayed anxiety. Evidently he had heard the news. t-lunus silently thanked the Sun-god for awakening him in time, while Meliorix, scarcely pausing to drink, hastened on his way. I shall wait, thought Attunus, until he has had time to go beyond danger of my overtaking him, and he again sat down by the might tree. He soon became so absorbed in thought that he was unaware, when an hour later a band of men crept cautiously toward him through the forest, and so uhen a Roman centurion and six of his men sprang suddenly upon him from the bushes he scarcely knew what had happened. They bound his hands, and in spite of his struggles, forced him to go with them. They carried him 0 a hastily pitched camp. I here Attunus was turned over to an officer, who conducted him to a tent much larger than the others, in a compartment of which sat a small, clean-faced man in a white robe, writing at a table. My general. said the officer, respectfully, here is a young Gaul, captured this morning by a scouting-party.” 'The general looked tip. Surely, thought Attunus, this is not the mighty Caesar, this weak man! Hut it was. and Caesar spoke to him through the guide, who was an interpreter. Of what tribe are you, and where were you going when captured ?” I am 01 the nation whose king is Adiax. lie answered, and I was going to his chief town.” It is well. answered Caesar, and then he spoke to the interpreter, after which Attunus was carried away and placed in another tent before whose flap Mere stationed two guards. Again he had visions of the youth at the stake, again he saw the executioner advance. Rut he was powerless, for when in a frenzy he had attempted rush from (he tent, he had been shoved nidelv back by the guards. thirlyl-.vo Meanwhile the red-plumed legatus fulfilled the remainder of Caesar's command, and accordingly, half an hour later alt the legati in camp assembled to advise with Caesar. It grows very near winter. began Caesar, when all had arrived, and we cannot afford to have our troops caught by it in this hostile territory. It will be almost impossible to compter diax before it sets in, for his tribe is one of the most numerous and bold in Central C.aul. Therefore, it is m plan to summon him to a parley, and because necessity prompts, make peace with him, until a more opportune time arrives. I have in camp a young Gaul, whom we can use to carry our message without endangering a Roman, who might be held as hostage. hat sav you?” The majority of the legati were in favor of the general’s plan, ami At-lunus was sent ion They found him only too eager to act as their envoy, lor it gave him a chance of rescuing Meliorix, who even then might be suf lering the torture. Therefore, provided with a message and gifts from Caesar to Adiax, he started upon his way. When he arrived before the gates of the Chieftain’s town lie found them deserted. A sickening sensation overcame him. What if Meliorix were already dead? He, Attunus. was too unimportant for bis absence to be noticed, and Meliorix would surely pay the penalty if lie did not hurry. A faint murmur came to his ears, lie was sure it was the multitude assembled to witness the death of his friend. He dashed down the street and out of it into an open square. He was right. All was as lie had seen it in his dreams. Meliorix was bound to a stake in the center even now the executioner was advancing to apply the torch. Attunus cried out at the top of his voice. Kvery eye turned toward him. Stop! cried Adiax from his raised seat near the stake. Stop! Release the prisoner! Another is later than he! Meliroix was released, ttunus, unresisting, was seized, and brought before the dais of the ruler. Sluggard. said Adiax sternly, how is it that you come so late? Of whose village arc you? nd how came you by that inlaid helmet and bejewelled sword ? Speak! Lord, said Attunus. I am late because I was detained, parth by my own wishes, partly by force. s 1 came. I was seized by the Roman, and made the bearer of a message to you. hirst, he bade me give you this inlaid helmet and this jewelled sword. Then he bade me say that he desires a conference with you, when and wherever you chose, to discuss the making of 1 eacc. For he wishes it known that he bears you no ill will, and would be proud to call King Adiax his friend. s he spoke. Attunus laid the glittering weapons at the king’s feet, and Adiax took them up—a sign of acceptance. Then turning to Attunus, he motioned him nearer. Young man. he said. I shall postpone this execution. An envoy is sacred. But on the other hand. our.law says the last man to answer the w ar-summons shall die. It is a matter for the Gods to decide. Then the King arose, and announced an immediate session of the council, to decide upon the (Continued on page 5S) ’at . thirty-thrtc THE DRAM ATIC CLUB On Being Graduated Far he it from me to disillusion ambitious Freshmen who may have ideas concerning graduation, but I think it an appropriate time to paint “Graduation” in its true colors. Everyone has an idea that he will he supremely happy when “he gets his freedom. hut, friends, you won't. After you have loved or even hated certain people for four years the thought of serration doesn't seen wonderful at all. After you have worried one teacher for four years you hate to see the day conic when she can thankfully hid you farewell. The jingling of the locker keys sound good to a Senior, the last few days; the lunches taste like French pastry; the old songs stir you more than Caruso ever could, and when they sing. “The Crimson and the White, you don’t try to hide the tears that will come. Graduation, like everything, has its silver lining your melancholy thoughts are quickly dispersed by the fuss and feathers of class day. the exquisite joy of having your picture taken especially for the “Mirror.” and the conceit you can indulge in while wearing the long black cap and gown, which publish to the world that your intelligence is above that of the common heard. At the very last, when you are hearing the President’s farewell address, your soul is a mixture of sadness and gladness, sad because you haven’t made more real friends at C. II. S. and been more agreeable in class rooms, and glad because you have accomplished what you attempted, and because you are ready to answer “ dsum in the educated council of civilization. Stanley Scru«, 'll. ’iltA thirty.frit THE EUTERPE AX CLUB At a Country Station Time t� :3o a. m., on a winter’s morning-—scene, the railroad depot of a little village in the yellow pine belt of old Mississippi. In the years gone l� v when a youngster, I had lived in this very little village and had spent many happy clays in its coniines, lint time and ambition had led me far from the old home place. There existed no tics of blood to draw me back and I had not visited there in ten years When awakened by the porter that morning. I thought at !ir t the train was pulling into Mobile. Hut that obliging gentlemen of color explained that the place we had stopped in was V — and that we would he delayed there until the hotbox could be repaired, possibly half an hour. The name set my usually well regulated heart to pounding. I peeped through the window and beheld the same old depot and platform. Donning my clothes as quickly as possible. I stepped out of the car and onto the station platform. To and fro I paced, watching the sun climb up the eastern sky and the village awaken to another day of activity. The crisp, cold air blew in my face and I smelled the ham and eggs sizzling in the old eating house across the way. Only a few loiterers were about—several representatives of Darktown society, a cook or two on the way to their daily work, a grey-bearded wood-chopper, axe in hand, a few ragged, ashy urchins, attracted by the ever fascinating engine. The burly red-faced baggage master stood talking to the expressman. The agent was handing the conductor some yellow order sheets. I looked vainly around for some familiar face, hi the cubby hole of a telegraph office the sleepy looking night operator was vacating bis chair to an alert, bright faced boy. This hoy laid his hand on the key as though lie loved it tick, tick, it rapped out in Morse, which is “(ireek to mi . There were no passengers to board the train, it being a through express. (hie by one the stores on the other side of the street opened up. A number of sweater clad men appeared i v twos and threes, many drifting oyer to the station to ascertain why the •rain had Stopped. A steady stream of laboring men passed on their wav to work, with their dinner pails in their hands and a song or a whistle on their lips. In the distance I heard the shrill shriek of factory and brick press- how-well I remembered them, the same harsh sound of other days. Smoke began to curl in blue wreaths from chimneys. There seemed unwonted activity in the white frame hotel, a maid came on the porch and rang a huge bell announcing breakfast. 1 would have liked to go over and partake of hot wadies and syrup, fried chicken, cream gravy and hot buttermilk biscuits, but just then tlie conductor called “All aboard.” The train began to pull out I sprang on the last car. I had not seen one familiar face, but ten years makes a difference. Lewis Li.oyi , 18. .. Patje thirty-seven THE GLEE CLUB My Forgettery Anyone who knows me well today may have suspected that I was an absent-minded little creature. From my earliest recollections, which 1 admit are somewhat dim. 1 have never been sent for as many as two things that I did not forget at least one of them, he it the most necessary or the very trivial. If all were necessary or all unimportant, somewhere in the list one was missing. hen I realized the shortage, a long story of explanation was at once forthcoming to account for the missing article. In a short while there got to he a sameness about these stories due to my failing to remember the exact phraseology of a preceding explanatory account of a similar circumstance. At last, finding this out. I condensed it into two short words. Thus 1 obtained jnv famous little slogan, which 1 thoughtlessly failed to have copyrighted, and it has therefore come into somewhat general use among my associates. When you hear this. ’l forgot,” kindly give me credit for being, if not its originator, its greatest living exponent. This is not a boast but an honest confession, which, if I remember correctly, has been said t« be good for the soul. Hut when I started writing it was not my soul that was worrying me; it was mv forgettery. While this power has brought me many a well-deserved scolding, this self-same faculty has kept said scolding from weighing heavily on mv spirits. Thus a balance is brought about. For it is as convenient t«� be able t« forget some things as it is unfortunate that some have to be i r-gotteu. C. P. Shook. Jr., 17. I‘«ue thirty-nine MILLIARD LITERARY SOCIETY At The Theatre Have you ever been in a strange city, on a rainy night in December, where the nearest place to “Home Sweet Home was hounded on the west by a ten-by-fourteen hall bed room, on the north by a talkative landlady, on the east bv sleepless, nights and on the south by a failure to pass on your medical exams? If you have, you forgive my going into the “Ruimain theatre to spend the evening. The electric lights displayed in dazzling words across the sky “Tried for Life.” The melodramatic title meant little or nothing to me. 1 had no thought of the play. Any where away from people who insisted upon talking. 1 was early and had been settled in my scat comfortably reading the paper for some time when the curtain rose and the fair-haired heroine ran upon the stage and began t speak. She paused at times and glanced at a man in a box (the one nearest the stage on the left side.) lie returned her smiles and seemed intensely interestd. In disgust I turnd t the sport page. 1 read until the lines ran together. 1 could not distinguish whether I was looking at an interview with Han Johnson or the hatting average of Tv Cobh. The stage voices receded farther and farther away, hut all at mice a kind motherly woman just behind cried in an excited tone of voice: Poor thing— lie'll kill her. I remembered my surroundings and looked at the stage. The villain was in search of the proverbial papers and the heroine stamped her foot and re marked all too fiercely: “Shoot if you will. I will not give them up.” The curtain rang down amid the wild applause. It was up again in an instant it seemed to me. lie had sent the shot straight through her heart. My paper slid unheeded to the floor. Really this was a new turn of affairs. The red stain of the blood could be seen. This was carrying the horror of it all too far. Then 1 realized with a gasp that the cartridge had not been a blank. She was really injured. The audience had not fully realized the danger. The villain in his deep voice was calling for the curtain 1 was a doctor although I had failed on those exams. 1 started down the aisle and across the stage. A hiss arose but I explained the situation and was soon kneeling by her side. 'Phe wound was a deep one. I stopped the blood and was reviving her. The shock was too much for me. The sleepless nights were beginning to tell on me. 1 fainted. When I opened my eyes I was again in the audience. I glanced around in bewilderment. Two girls by my side giggled and remarked: “I wonder if he had a good sleep? Frank Dii.i.on, ’!?. A Modern Monologue “Such Is Life” CHARACTERS Modern Woman of Moderate Means.................... ...Mrs. Lydia Wright Her Daughter.............................................Elizabeth W right Fliitabeth's Chum ..................................... Lucile I'arkcr Society (lir!................................ ...... .Caroling Stevens Scene is laid in Mrs. Wright's living-room. Eliza ukth Speaks: Hut. Mother, it is so beautiful. Now. really and truly, did you ever see one that you thought was half as pretty? It doesn't cost so very much when yon think about it. Twelve ninety-five is not so steep for a Haris model—and yon know that if sister marries next Kali it will he the only one I will have for years to come. (Mrs. Wright gasps), t If course, it does seem a lot for me because I have been wearing nothing hut three forty-nine sailors for seventeen years. Don't you think it is a wonderful bargain? You don't realize it. hut I am nearly grown. Just think. I will he eighteen next week! Oh. mother. I do not want to I • selfish, hut I have never, in my whole life, seen such a stunning hat. Why. I would he perfectly willing to pa twelve ninety-live for the wav that feather tilts, alone: and I can wear it with absolutely every garment I possess. The blue facing is simply lovely. One of the clerks said it made my eyes look blue. Just imagine my old green cat eyes ever looking blue! Surely von can’t say ’No after that. (Phono rings and Elizabeth answers). Hello! Yes. this is she. Who? Caroline Stevens? Oh. how do you do. Caroline? Why. I'm simply fine, thanks. When? Thursday afternoon? At the Couutn Club. Fine! I'll lx right there. Thanks ever s much. I certainly do appreciate your invitation. (Slams receiver down, making terrific noise). Now. Mother, you know I will have to have that hat now. The girls in that crowd dress ’tit to kill ' ()h. mother. I knew you would. You are. without a doubt, the sweetest mother I ever had! (Hugs her mother until she is exhausted). Yes. I'll go and phone Miss bcrris to send it out right away. I know Lucile will think it is adorable It would just suit her. 1 can hardly wait to see it again. )h. my beautiful hat' ( Phone rings before she can find her number). Yes. Lucile, this is Hetty. Wasn’t ii sweet of Caroline to invite us? Yes. from three to five. W hat are you going to wear? Your new hat? Oh, 1 didn't know that you were going to buy-it this afternoon. What kind is it? What? Feathers shooting mV the top? Faced with blue? nd at Smith Sous? (Faintly). All right. I'll be ready. (Slams the receiver down harder than ever). Oh. my beau—ti—nil. beau—ti—ful hat!” Quick Curtuin. ’ Jl.’MET I’ERRV, It. P.iiff Ar.v LA SOCIED.AD CASTELLAN A My Love Hae Gang Awa M love hae gang awa' Hae gang far o’er the sea. 1 dinna ken his hatne Sae far awa' frae me. And gin I see a bark at e'en Uoon by the sea I gang And there 1 watch for me ain love. I ken ’twill na be lang. lie hae said that he would come Come back frae o’er the sea 1 ken he will na gang again Sae far awa’ frae me. —Louis Coi.uns, 'll. A Vision Last night as I stood bv my window'. A star from its deep blue sea. Through the fluttering leaves oi the made. Twinkled and shone on me. nd as I watched it shining Out front the depth of blue 1 seemed to travel to “Somewhere Land.” The land where dreams conic true. I'eforc I had been tlu-rc long. dear. M v star disappeared from vie.v. Leaving me onh a vision Of “Somewhere Land” and you. —Eva Quirk, ’IS. Page forty-fire EDITORIAL t last tlit day toward which we have been looking forward is drawing near. On that day as we will march out of junior some will be happy. and others not so lit ht hearted, but for those wlu have failed, there is always the consolation of another chance. This term has passed so quickly that it seems as if we have only now become acquainted with our teachers and classmates. It has been a pleasant term and a beneficial one. Not only have we mastered the conjugation of .'.mo, and learned how to find the square roots of inconceivable numbers, but we have also learned more of politeness, of courtesy, and above all. of patriotism. b’or five whole days we inconvenienced ourselves that a I . S. Hag might float over our school building. When we were roused from our pleasant slumbers in the mornings, the first thought that entered our heads was—papers papers. Three pounds and more we lugged to school each day. ur foreheads streamed with perspiration, our arms ached, and our hearts muttered fierce imprecations against the originators of such a scheme. In the evenings our lessons were neglected, for our endless search for paper took all our time. But at last our paper week was ended and our flag secured. Now. as we see it waving in the breeze—a symbol of our loyalty—we are proud of the fact that we worked for it. for we know that everything that is worth while can be obtained only through time and labor. Elizabeth Woodall, vl Junior High School hasn’t forgotten good speech entirely. One of the English classes is planning t«� give a play, near the end of the term, entitled. By Their Speech, Ye Shall Know Them ’ which is to he very interesting. ! t is the sketch of a school hoy who ‘'doesn’t care” and what happened to him. The cast consists of the following: ’’Egghead” Simpson -A hoy who “doesn't care” Clifford Inglis. Slang-—Mildred Martin. Ain’t W illiam Kibble. 1. Seen—Margaret Cafl'ee. fortyrix U. Dunn—Fred Lee. Friends of ‘•Egghead.’’ Good English, an enemy of Egghead Maurice Caheen. John Marshall. President of the Good Speech League Thomas Cummings. Dr. George Graves, a prominent professor—Allen Inglchardt. A local newspaper man—Malcolm Watkins. Several other members of the League. In Days of Old “Copped from a Coptic tablet recently discovered in T II E X S. (C� a.) 1. behold Odysseus riseth in the morning even as “Pig Pen ringeth. 50 early did )dysseus rise. 2. lie cometh to the table but secth naught with which t« appease his hunger thereon. lie calleth with a loud voice, his good wife. Penelope, who cometh unto the top of the stairs and inquireth in a sleepy voice. “Callest thou me? I. He looked unto the ceiling and saith, “ye]). ’ 5. Then answereth him Penelope, the faithful, asketh in a voice like unto the first, “My lord, what dost thou wish? L Straightway answereth her Odysseus, the high-born son of Laertes. “Come. I pray thee, my dear Penelope, and cook me a goodly portion of breakfast for alas thy good maid servant chuckoth up the job and has gone to spill the grease in the kitchen of thy neighbor Xausicaa. 7. Thereupon Penelope, the white armed, letteth birth a shriek that rcsoundeth even unto the ends of the earth even as a night owl hoots, so did Penelope on hearing the direful news. 8. Loud she shrieked but louder cried Odysseus unto her, “Come, lament not all the morn but come into this kitchen and prepare me a cake of barley meal. !� . She heedeth him not but waileth on until the sun is high in the heaven. Finally Odysseus unable to stand the din. proccedeth to his office. Put lo. on the way he pnrtaketh of a luncheon which lies on the lunch counter—«free.) !i . lie cometh unto his office and his servants remind him that Nfen-elans has a cold, that gamemnon has ben arrested for speeding, that Xausicaa has a new cook and that Helen lias run away with the chauffeur, all of which lie already knows for lo! he read it in the paper in the morning. 11. Suddenly cries Odysseus tearing his hair. “Alas! my wife forsaketh me for she cooketh not my repast this morn.” so Odysseus waileth, “I shall sail on the hollow ships unto Troy and there battle for the fair Helen, the wife of Menelaus. 12. So he setteth forth for his home, hut at the portal he meeteth a (Continued on page Fifty) I’oflt forty -irrcH yaSjcky literary society COMMERCIAL PRKI'AKKDNKSS FOR I'.I SIXKSS I.IFF. “Arc you prepared? asked Mr. Business-man «►! Miss Stenographer, who was applying to him ior a position. “I — 1 think I am.” she stammered. Mr. llusincss-man feared that she was incompetent, hut he thought that perhaps he might he able to give her work of some sort. “I low fast can you write shorthand and typewrite? Well. I think I can write about ion words a minute. There she made her first mistake, for Mr. llustncss-man wanted direct answers to his questions. How much do you think you ought to get a week? Oh. I thought I ought to get about $10 toSl.'i a week to start on. A1 most every word she spoke emphasized her unpreparedness. for it was certainly wrong to expect so much for an obviously incapable beginner. I’ll let you know at the end of the week what you'll get. I'll give you a few letters. She sat down in the chair near Mr. Business-man's desk, and said. Ml right. I’m ready. He began dictating, but in a moment she stopped him. Wait a minute. 1 didn’t get that man’s name. Please say it again. He repeated the name, and continued. In a few seconds, however, she stopped him again. “Please repeat that last sentence. I can't write so fast, lie was dictating about sixty-five words a minute. t the end of half an hour she had the shorthand outlines tor two letters, which Mr. Business-tnan wasn't at all sure she would be able to transcribe correctly. “Now, he said, you can type these. That’s a Smith over there I suppose you can use it. in a rather questioning tone. Certainly. she answered, and walked to the typewriter. She sat down, opened a drawer in the table, and took out one sheet of paper. This she inserted in the machine, hut so awkwardly that she had to remove it. tearing it in the process, and get another piece, which was finally inserted correctly. Re lore she had finished the first paragraph she had made three erasures, and twice had asked Mr. Business-man what he had said. At the end of an hour Page forty.nine she handed Mr. Business-man the two letters, which were the worst specimens of typewriting he had ever seen. Mr. Business-man looked at them, then at her. and said. “Please sit down here in this chair. Now I’m going to tell you some facts about yourself. You told me you were prepared tu take this position. You most decidedly are not If it takes you half an hour to take down two letters, and an hour to type write them, how do you expect to finish a day's work? People these days haven't time to wait for you. if you can't keep up. Your salary in any place will be equal to the amount of work you can do. And, besides, if you can do only a small amount of work, nobody will want to hire you, for there are other people who are l etter prepared t � do the work than you are. This company has stenographers who make one hundred dollars a month and over, because they are able to take notes without stopping the dictator; they have the ability to keep a sentence in their heads while they are writing down another one; they can write a letter from their notes without a single error. What you ought to do is to take a course at a good school, and learn to do the right thing at the right time and in the right way. You must train yourself for business just as you must train yourself to become a singer or an artist. Von must plan a definite course, and have the will to become sonu bod in the business world. W hen lu had finished. Miss Stenographer answered Thank you for what you’ve said. I'm going to do just what you have advised, and when I've finished business college I’m going to come hack to you for a position. And I’ll be glad to have you, if you are prepared. he said, as she went out of the door. Jennie Mildred Pki.ustkin . 18. IX DAYS OF OLD. {C ontinued from faijc 1) bearded youth who handeth him a “Please Remit.” 13. He uttcrcth another direful yell and teareth bis hair, giving the bearded youth one shove, so great is his rage. II. s he neareth his home he seetli his good wife Penelope. She runneth even as a duck runs so doth Penelope run to greet Odysseus with a kiss. 1 . She crieth unto him. “Man shekels have I saved thee withal. All day long have I battled at the bargain counter. Like an Amazon have 1 battled at the counter, now I return triumphant with tw o cakes of soap for two bits, which in time of peace I could have bought for thirty cents. 10. But lie heedeth her not and saith unto her. Away from me. woman. I shall leave and go unto the plains of Troy to tight with the mailed Achaeans. For did you not refuse to cook my repast this morn? 17. Yea.” she answereth him. “but will you not forgive me? is. No, he answereth her. “I have a heart of stone; farewall. ID. “But think of our child. 20. “Farewell, false woman, farewell. 21. Thus did Odysseus leave for Troy. Clifford Incus, 2i. fifty Papers have come to us this year. To be looked over, criticised or admired, And vc have been both earnest and sincere In telling you what we. most desired. We have calmly gazed at all your cuts. Enjoyed all we read, that is true. So having praised or roasted your work. W e sadly bid you a fond adieu. One more year has passed and the Exchange Department feels that much has been accomplished. We have tried to give our criticism equally and impartially, and hope that it has been accepted in the same good spirit it was given. We have received many, mam exchanges from California to Siam, and in our free exchange of criticism feel that a bond has been created not easilx to be broken. We hope that our new Exchange Eds. next year will have the pleasure of welcoming all of our old friends. PARTING THRUSTS. The Palmetto Pine. St. Petersburg. Fla. Dandy little magazine. You have improved wonderfully this year and we hope you still greater success next. The Victor. Victoria. Tex.— Little, hut you've got the goods. Glad to find a table of contents. The Eds. are getting gray-headed looking for some. Hurrah for the Gleam from Ensley. You have a dandy bunch of workers on your staff, but—sh h. Where’s your Ex. Ed.? We have found a kindred soul in the Ex. Ed. of the Triangle, Detroit. Mich. We dote on Exchanges, too (?) May his spirit remain but a short time in the throes of Exchange Depts. The Ex. Dept, of the Shamokin High School Review would be a delight to the soul of any poor over-worked Ex. F.d. Sorry our name isn t there. YOU RE SUPPOSED TO LAUGH. Miss Thornton: John, you ought to learn to play a violin. John K.: Why? Miss T.: Then you could rest your chin once in a while. Pone fifty SENIOR PLAY CAST The young man led for a heart The maid for a diamond played The old man came down with a club And the sexton used a spade. —(Ask Edward Darby. Whoopee!) � ♦ Lady to Station Agent: Sir, where does this railway go to? Station Agent: Nowhere. We keep it here to run trains on. o Now is the season tor green apples ' remarked the teacher. Yessum, 1 know, ’cause 1 got inside information.” interrupted Tommy. ♦ • ♦ Burnett: (July tools are positive. Tinker: Arc you sure of that? Burnett: Yes, positively. � Is tilazier going in for astronomy: We don’t think so, but still he seems very interested lately in the moon and moonlight nights. In reading the Schcnlcy Journal we (the Eds.) decided to go on a trip to the Forest (cr) they recommended. We added to our company a Student and a Reporter who seemed to know all the College News. On the way we passed the Vinton Arrow which pointed to a Hilltop whence was the Oracle, onr destination. We also passed an old Pioneer who had once been a Tradesman leaning on a post painted Cherry and White. There was only one Spectator to (mr meeting and he seemed to be a Roman of high birth, but later turned out to be mereh a Sentinel. The old man showed us the wav to the • • home of the Mi-Cricr pointing to a Gleam of Red and Gold in the distance and advised us to beware of the Hillbilly which was tied to the Palmetto and Pine situated in a small Triangle on the side of the road. We were very Optimist (ie) for we understood the Tcchn (ipue) (ala I of his instructions. As we approached the Hilltop it grew dark. A huge Headlight seemed to Gleam thru the distance, but on closer approach appeared nothing more than an A-R-C Light. A sound suddenly rent the air that could be nothing but a Signel of some description. Soon another Signel was heard and it seemed as if there was a Stampede somewhere, but we knew nothing of the contestants and so could not distinguish the Victor. When we arrived on the Hilltop we were delighted with the Echo and numerous other things. Having our Quill ready we wrote what we saw on a Bulletin or rather Tabula Post ed) outside. However, we must confess the best thing we looked into was a large Mirror. Page fifty-three AGLAIA The Aglaia considers growth both in membership and in breadth of view its greatest achievement. In an age when America’s best magazines are overlooked entirely by the general reading public, the Aglaia can boast that its programs have given the members the key to interested reading— thorough knowledge—because the dub has furnished ample opportunity for an understanding of modern standard magazines, with the widening of the horizon which comes from this knowledge. large and interested membership enjoyed the programs, for the club has reached its limit of membership with many girls from the lower semesters, so this growth is for the future as well as the present. ART Cl. 1 1? 'I'he activities of Central High School students are widening and this is the reason that the Art Club was formed this last semester. All clubs have a purpose and it is the purpose of the Art Club to create and stimulate an interest in art and to acquaint its members with the changes taking place in the art of today. Miss Comer, as sponsor, has made possible the club's progress and to her is clue the credit of organization. Next year when the club is more firmly and thoroughly organized we hope to make it one of the best hi Central’s great family of clubs. ASTRA ISA. I.ong since has the straea cast aside its garments of infancy it can no longer with reason In called the “baby” literary club. A year ago the Astraea had just been organized now it stands on as firm a foundation as that of any club in the school, and just as it has kept pace with its sister clubs in growth, so it lias remained in touch with up-to-the-minute movements, and has studied “America” this semester—the subject dearest to the heart of every American, now. Our wonderful country has proved very interesting to the club members, and a great spirit of enthusiasm has been created a spirit that, it is hoped, will last through all the years to come. CLIO. Home-making as a literary topic would, once ' n a time, haw been laughed to scorn as being suited only to sentimental novelists. Rut the modern woman has advanced far beyond the point of view of her great grandmother. •«� � ;. fifty'font The Clio chose home-making as its subject for the semester’s work, and learned that the secret of successful home-making is to love the home and make it beautiful. The selection of rugs, wall-paper, and pictures—which one learns, have the power to make or mar a home—have proved interesting topics ior discussion. The comfort and beauty of the home are affected by the books one reads, the music one hears, by all means in which tastes can be developed iu the right or wrong direction. And since man cannot live without cooks, careful attention has been paid to cooking and marketing. All these elements have combined to make a most interesting semester's program. DRAMATIC CLUB. “The play’s the thing!” A lowered curtain, a darkened house, and silence, even in the balcony, mean a Dramatic Club program, than which no program is more delightful. nd what a variety of plays! Thanksgiving has remained a picture of the lovely spirit of Thanksgiving and her fairies, the forest leaves. Christmas brings to one’s mind the memory of “A Christmas Carol”; and then, each expression class has displayed its talent in such productions as a pantomime. “W hen Polly Went to College. and two one-act plays. “Every Student,” and “Miss Civilization.” All these arc more or less important elements in the rising action of the Dramatic Club's success, the climax comes with the Shakespearean play. That most pleasing of all comedies. “The Taming of the Shrew.” has been chosen. The cast is as follows: Raptista. a rich gentleman................................ Clyde Kennedy Petruchio, a gentleman of Verona.........................Robert Wiikerson Vincentio. an old gentleman of Pisa . ........................Mac Forney l.uccntio, son to Vincentio...............................Edwin Cummings Gremio ,, . I Suitors to Bianca I iortensio ...............( i ranio . Biondello Grumio . | Serv- ants to Lucentio ...... Flake Miller ....... Dan Coyle ..... Verbon Kemp ...... Tom Moore .....Weller Smith Theodore Morrison ....Harriet Smith _ . {.Servants to Petruchio i Curtis.....................f Katharina. the shrew ................................... Bianca, her sister................................................Flise Sparrow Widow............................................................Rosa Bancroft Servant .........................................................Lucian Allgood Tailor.............................................................I larry Cohen EUTERPEAN. The greatest event in the history of the Kutcrpean Club was the concert given for the biennial convention, on April 16. Never has the club done such splendid work. The rendering of the “Peace Pipe,” by Converse, was almost professional in its character. Kenneth Clark, with “Musical America, one of the best music critics in the country, gave the most complimentary notice of the week to the Kutcrpean Club and orchestra. Highest praise was also given the club by Mrs. Edward McDowell, wife of America’s greatest composer; Dr. Edmund Stillman-Kelly, and many others. It is a day that will long be remembered by those so fortunate as to take part in the program. Pont Made in the Manual Training Department STUFFING-BOX I he Woodwork Shop COMMERCIAL. The fostering of an intelligent interest in and knowledge of many phases of business and industry in Rirmingham has been the purpose of the club. The members have had many interesting experiences, but perhaps the most interesting was the visit to the Telephone Exchange. Here we were shown the latest improvements which had been made within the last few months. However, the club is not always “strictly business.” for we have had literary programs and a social, a very enjoyable picnic. The club regrets the loss of so many members through graduation and each member has the best wishes of the club for a successful career. CURRY. The Curry has made a truly enviable record this semester, as it has increased the membership by more than one-half and received first place in the Oratorical Contest. Every member is enthusiastic over the prospects of an e ven greater club next year. The programs attracting most attention were those concerning the political conditions facing the United States and the world. Another interesting feature was a parliamentary drill led by Mr. Rachman. These drills are always instructive but the Curry feels that this i� ne has been more beneficial than any held before. To the sponsors. Mr. Ansley, Mr. Rachman and Mr. Harrison credit for much of the year's success is due. 1111. LIARI). The meetings most enjoyed by the Hilliard this year were those when outside speakers were on the programs. Mr. Railes and Mr. Latady gave to the club ideals in citizenship and a broader outlook on the world's work. Patriotic devotion to Uncle Sam was shown at the meeting when Mr. Horn-ady spoke on “Patriotism.” Mr. Hornady pointed out the duties of patriotism that young men can fulfill. Eor the first time in years Dr. Phillips was a visitor and in his interesting manner told of the first meeting of the Hilliard, of its progress through the years, and the noble man for whom the club was named. And now that the work of the year is successfully finished every Hilliard man is looking to that crowning event, the Hilliard banquet. PIERIAN. The lives of famous women, as well as those of great men. have the power to create in us ambitions to make something worth while out of our own lives. So. as excellent examples for the club members, and with the sincere hope that familiarity with the inner workings of the lives of the great may bring desires to follow in their footsteps, the Pierian chose. “ The mcr-tcan Woman in Civic Work” as its subject for the semester work. The programs have shown that the American woman has revolutionized sadly deficient institutions, that she has taught and comforted and ministered to humanity ; that all the angels of mercy are not to be found in the garb of Red Cross nurses there are just as many in the workhouses, in the slums, in girls’ clubs—finally that she has worked in all movements for the uplifting of womanhood. And now with all these splendid pictures in mind, the Pierian stands ready to wish all its members who go out with the graduating class, success in whatever fields they enter, and hopes for a splendid year for the members who return next year. V e fifty-seven YANCEY. Progress along some special line is always developed In the clubs ami this year the Yancey has emphasized membership. This does not mean that the other work oi the club has been neglected. The programs dealing with questions and problems of the present have been very intersting as well as instructive, liven Yancev member should better understand the duties of a real American citizen after this year s work is finished. At the end of work we all enjoy play, so now the Yancev is awaiting the annual picnic to complete the spirit and good fellowship enjoyed during the year. I.A SOCIEIMD CASTELLANA. ' This semester Spanish contributions to the line arts have been diligently studied and consequently programs of universal interest have been enjoyed by the club. ith a future as bright as the past has been tlu Spanish Club will certainly prosper. GOOD SPEECH LEAGUE. If you have noticed the attractive cartoons on the bulltin board, and have heard the warnings against the violations of purity, propriety and precision of diction, then you have seen and heard the excellent work of the Good Speech League. THE WILL OF THE GODS. (Continued from pone $:]) question of peace or war with Caesar. II« also told of the postponement of the execution, and the reason for it. The multitude did not disperse when the leaders retired to the council chamber: they awaited in tense expectation the decision of their rulers. For two long hours they waited, and when the Chieftains finally came slowly back from the council, every breath was held, while diax arose to announce his people’s fate. A shout of relief came from the crowd when he told of the decision to negotiate with Caesar. Then the King told of his decision as to Atlantis’ fate. Since he came last, the law said he must die. Since he came as an envoy of Caesar, the law also said his person was sacred. Clearly, it was a question for the Gods to decide, and a Druid was to perform an augury. At this point a Druid stepped forth. He walked slowly to a rudely fashioned altar of stone near the stake. Another Druid followed with a chicken, which he laid upon the altar. The first Druid raised a knife, plunged it: into the breast of the victim, and thrusting his hand into the opening, drew forth the still beating heart. He looked upon it carefully. Mcliorix and his father, standing one on either side of Attunus. trembled. Attunus w as pale but composed. The crowd held its breath. Slowly the Druid lowered bis hand and laid the heart upon the altar. Then be spoke. “The will of the Gods be done! He is granted life!” Wji.uam King, ’!! . f’aae fifty-tight A spirit of high patriotism lias been evident in the whole student body lor some time past. The Stars and Stripes is the first thing one sees from the door of even room. Each morning the auditorium resounds with patriotic songs sung with a vigor and spirit hitherto unknown. And this same intense note of patriotism lias been sounded by every speaker. Mr. Kuskin held the almost breathless attention of the students with bis interesting stories of the far north stories of the hardships of starving men, sad stories of parties never found —but of the marvelous fascination of this land of ice and snow in spite of all. And he brought forth our heartfelt approval and applause by saying lie was ready to offer himself and bis equipment to bis country. Mr. Griffith, one of the most distinguished gentlemen who has ever honored High School with bis presence, gave us a glimpse of bis understanding of relations between japan and America. This short talk made us understand that Mr. Griffith might easily be the author of a number of books and the most authoritative ones on this subject. Another extremely interesting person with a vitally interesting subject who came to talk to us was Marie Andcreca from distant Copenhagen. She told us. very touchingly, how the younger generation of Europe looks to this, the younger generation of America, for help along every line—especially that of restoring normal conditions with the greatest possible speed. A thrill of pride must have run through the heart of every one of us to hear one who knows say how the children of every continent look to us. Dr. Phillips, so comfortably our own alter people from far away, made a most timely talk on the United States and this war. He expressed a sentiment. which in nobility cannot be surpassed, when he said that though we were at war he hoped no word or manifestation of hatred would ever be beard in our High School halls. In these times when everyone is wanting to render some service to the country, the talk of Mr. Morgan, the representative of the Red Cross, received special attention. His pica for members to join the Red Cross and to flu really practical things for the country is a warning to be heeded and one very wisely given in time. Page fifty-nine The week of the I•ienniat was a pleasant one for High School as a school. Noteworthy personages visited us every day and while we didn't get to hear from most of them, we were glad to have them just the same. Also we were glad to sing for them and what delighted us was that they seemed to like it. .Mr. Morgan directed the singing one morning and we enjoyed that. But the finest occasion of all was the day the three young artists. Miss Frances Stovall of Georgia, pianist; Mr. Owen Bartlett of I'tah. violinist, and Miss Daisy Maud Webh, Oklahoma, vocalist, delighted us with their talent. They were very generous with their time and their skill and for this they have our sincere gratitude. In view of the fact that our President had just declared war on Germany. and that patriotism and service to him and our country were the things uppermost in the hearts of all Americans, all the speakers in the Boys’ Oratorical Contest gave selections from famous American orators, orations delivered in times of stress. This was one of the many noteworthy features of the contest. The selections were given simply, and clearly, hut with feeling, and the speakers proved to High School that we can look for coming orators from our student body. The Yancey was represented by Mr. Warfield Wood and Mr. Ben Cooper, the Curry by Mr. Claude Hollums and Mr. Owen C.assoway, and the Hilliard by Mr. Elbert Israel and Mr. Clyde Kennedy. First place was awarded by the judges to Mr. Hollums. second place to Mr. Israel, and team work to the Hilliard. Mr. C. P. Shook of the Yancey presided over the meeting and Mr. Frank Glazier acted as secretary. The girls’ clubs were not behind in the least; their reading contest was one of the most interesting programs that has been given in Central High for a long time, and it was absolutely the prettiest. The stage had been decorated with masses of white dowers and green leaves, and with these as a background the girls in their pretty white dresses made a very charming picture. There were no presiding officers—no formality—simply a delightful program, in which one forgot for the moment the usually ever-present teeling of rivalr in the well-chosen selections. The order of the program follows: “The Highwayman, by Miss Rosa Woods Wilder, of the Pierian; “The Mousetrap, by Miss Louise Puckett, of the Clio; “The Legend of Bregens. by Miss Mora Burrus, of the Aglaia; a cutting from “When Patty Went to College,' In Miss Sara McCarty, of the straea: The Wreck of Julie Plante. by Miss Emma Stockmar, of the Pierian; “A Day of Precious Penalties. by Miss Rosa Lee Walston, of the Aglaia; “Madam Butterfly, ’ by Miss Elise Sparrow, of the Clio: Aux Italicnes. In Miss Velma Lea. of the Astraca: “Liebesfreund, a violin solo, by Miss Gladys Lyon. Miss Elise Sparrow won first place. Miss Rosa Woods Wilder, second place, ami Miss Louise Puckett, third place. The High School is absolutely a part of mankind in that it cannot live v ithout cooks, especially since there is such a variety in the building as 1‘iiijc sixty the Senior girls. A whiff of spiced cakes, nr the sight of a white-aproned girl bearing a plate of hot rolls arc evidences of the accomplishments of these young cooks, but the triumph of their art is the Senior luncheon. This is the most attractive festivity of which the school can boast bright, gay. informal, and without that '’school ’ atmosphere which pervades most of our social events. One of the most delightful of these was the one given by Miss Stanley Scull and Miss Gertrude Neubert. basket filled with lovely roses formed the center-piece, and roses, too, were on the dainty place cards. Those invited to enjoy the hospitality of the charming hostesses were Miss Lola Mae Wood. Miss Killeen Oonahoo. Miss Kate Smith. Miss Martha Robison, Miss Wubert. Miss Chambless. Miss Fitzgerald. Miss I’odcn. The very essence of Spring was expressed in the pretty luncheon given i v Miss Marie Geohcgan and Miss Louise Collins. The table was a mass of white flowers, against a background of green leaves, and the refreshments carried out the color-scheme of green and white. The place cards, pictures of sweet girl graduates, bore the names of Mrs. Geohcgan, Mrs. Collins. Misses Kate Smith, Juliet Perry, Susie Rosamond, nnie Beth Crawford. Mary Fitzgerald. Mayme Rencher. Louise Collins and Marie Geohcgan. On another afternoon the dining room was attractive in blue ami white; a lovely centerpiece of violets and place cards in blue and white made the table very pretty for the luncheon at which Miss Dorothy Vernon and Miss Sadye Shoenig were hostesses. Those present on this gay occasion were: Mrs. Vernon, Misses Fitzgerald. Kathryn W ynn. Edith Itromall, eranclle Batson, Mary Drown I’uckshaw, Gladys Cox, Klise Sparrow. Dorothy Vernon and Sadye Shoenig. A violet luncheon, too. was that of Miss Clyde Fullerton and Miss Sadie Mae McMullen, with violets on the place cards and a huge basket of violets as the centerpiece. The guests were: Misses Edna Eastis. Merle Beasley, Thelma Fipps. Claudinc Lawlcy, Mrs. Fullerton. Mrs. McMullen and Mrs. Randall. For weeks the folks at High School lived in an atmosphere of frenzied excitement. 'Pile clubs had selected their debaters, nita La lady from Pierian. Herman Dean from Curry, against Mora Burros from glaia and James Robertson from Yancey. Their seconds were Jessie Matthews from Pierian. Frank Dillon from Curry. Margaret McCall from Vglaia and Edwin Cummings from Vaneev. The question, in keeping with all the talk of the times, was Resolved, that the Chamberlain Bill as amended would result for the best interests of the United States. I1 these things lent an added inti rest to this always interesting event so the school awaited with great impatience the all-important day. t last it arrived. Days have a habit of doing that. Yards and yards of ribbon, w hite and gold, red and blue, black and gold, purple and gold seemed more in evidence than people themselves. The auditorium seemed one mass oi colors. When the debaters and club officers came marching in every heart lost twelve heats then doubled it normal number. Cleo M(richer played a very pretty piano solo between the Page rixtv t� wr quotations and the debate. The meeting was presided over bv Ray C. Burr its of the Hilliard, and Mary Brown Buckshaw of the Clio acted as secretary. Miss l.atadv and Mr. Dean very vigorously upheld the affirmative; Miss Burrus and Mr. Robertson the negative, 11 were interesting and such bits • f humor as “President Wilson has changed his mind, enlivened the crossdebate. James Smiley sang a solo, An Irish Love Song. The pretty song itself and the way in which it was sung was all that made the suspense endurable. The judges decided in favor of the negative. II the people in High School like the Senior play. They think it is a very marvelous production as it really is. But to the Seniors—well, it's the consummation devoutly to be wished of all their hopes and aims and ideals. If it isn't a success they blame themselves—but then they always think it is and they boast to their friends and relatives, but most of all to long-since departed Seniors, of the charm of the leading lady, the cleverness of the leading man. the seriousness of the Irish policeman (for there's always such a personage in Senior plays. The play this year. “The Mishaps of Minerva, was something really to he proud of. Klizabcth Coleman in the title role ' as altogether the delightful, one’s idea of a fresh young girl -very much harassed by gossipy club women. Joe Burnett was all that could he desired of a witty leading man. Ilis impersonation of Mrs. Deusenspiker. the mysterious, was well clone. Weller Smith and Kmily McCoy in the comedy roles made the hit of the performance—one would have thought “Mike Shannon a true native of the Kmerald Isle. The dainty little ingenue. Drusilla Hovel, was must attractive and Kdwin Cummings made a pleasing though tar from love-lorn suitor. Mr. and Mrs. Sterling, the ill-used, were well played by Flake Miller and Juliet Perry, and Meyer Kronenbcrg made an excellent butler. The club women, Dorothy Dryer and Emma Stockmar, and the newspaper reporter. Gladys Cox, brought frequent and well-deserved applause. Let us hope that the mantle of the class of UM? in the way of histrionic ability will fall upon the Seniors of years to conic. Aside from the play, the bazaar was a very interesting part of the Senior entertainment; the most successful, in fact, that lias ever been given. The decoration committee worked long and faithfully .and the result was well worth their efforts. ! he gymnasium was decorated everywhere in black and gold, the class colors, and in the four corners of the room were huge designs of the class seal, done in black anti gold. Ml the booths were most attractive But none of the amusements attained such heights in originality as did the side show, The Missing Link. who believed himself human enough to play the guitar; “The Siamese Twins.” so much alike that their own mothers couldn’t tell them apart: The ild Man from Borneo —all were great favorites with the crowd. Indeed, with such attractions as these, there is little wonder that the bazaar realized more than any of former years. « jf sixtr-lkrtt No matter how much the Ed. may write, There is but one story to tell. Central has made a long hard tight; Played a clean game and played it well. INDICATION OF- ATHLETIC DEPARTMENT. Some ope has said that a certain player was the best at his position since the “Mouse of Courleux reigned at Central. The Editor has been a follower of athletics in C. II. S. for nearly five years and has read quite a bit of its history. He says and we all say that the “House of Pritchard is the greatest, excepting none since the beginning of the athletic career of Birmingham High School. I-'ive championship teams are marks which shall stand in history of the school as the crowning of his efforts. The Sporting Department of the Commencement issue of the Mirror is affectionately dedicated to a friend of all; a true, clean, sportsman and one to whom all the world may look and call a man. Coach Earle A. Pritchard. F K )TBALL. Two weeks before school opened recruits were nosing around the Central camp and within a few days after the (Vrand Opening football practice was going right. The whole football schedule was one grand glorious fight of clean sportsmanship, with practically no walkaways. 'flic boys played hard and long for their school and all of them will go down as the true up- holders of Central’s athletic reputation proud of it. Central ...........................32 Central............................ Central............................31 Central............................3o Central ............................0 Central ........................... Central ...........................20 Central ......................... 2t Central........................... 0 Total, Central .................200 The team was a winner. Central is Ensley ......................... 0 Marion .........................31 Tuscaloosa..................... n Blount ......................... 0 Baylor..........................3M Ensley ......................... 0 la. Presbyterian College....... 0 Etowah ....................... 0 Bessemer........................ 0 Opponents ................«• BASKET BALL. Central admits she had some ringers playing basket ball. Not ringers as ordinarily spoken of as mercenary players, but ringers used as a proper noun, denoting a person who efficiently and practically never-mis-sably puts the ball thru the basket. There was never a more consistent, hard-working team turned out. We are proud t«� saj the school supported w� iiVrl.v-jir. SENIOR f.IRLS. CHAMPIONSHIP B XSK.ET BALL TEAM VARSITY TRACK TEAM the basket ball games more than ever before. And what is more encouraging to a tall brunette or a well-built blonde basket hall player than a good-looking girl straining her lungs and voice doing her mite to help her team on to vic- tory. And they were victorious, winnir ig the State championship. II 20 Central 21 Birmingham College .. . 2G Central Bessemer fi Central A. P. C ....10 Central 25 Auburn Svdnev Lanier 32 21 Total, Central ... )pponcnts ...171 BASEBALL. During the first few days of practice there were forty-two men out. From this came a team which had •'winner,’' written all over it. They have all played ball such as has never been seen before by High School nines. Their hobby is base-stealing. In seven games there were over sixty bases stolen. No wonder everyone watches our baseball team. There is a record southpaw, the son of an assistant coroner, by cognomen. J. Veil Rives, who holds the State high school record of striking out nineteen men in one game. Think it over, fellow-sufferers. Haven't we some team? 1,000 per cent. 12 Enslcv 3 4 Central 1(1 Selma fi Svdnev Lanier • t; B'ham College Reserves Central 1 Howard Reserves • in Svdncy Lanier 3 Central 11 Jefferson Countv High School. 1 Central Cullman Countv High School. .... 1 Central Cullman Countv High School.. 0 Central Jefferson Countv High School.. ; Total. Central . ss ()pponents 2(1 SPECIAL 22:1 Versus 231. The two rival session rooms staged a baseball game in Smith Park and as a result several young stars may fail in English for. 22!� won over Un-English Dispensary of 231. The star twirlers were Glazier and Manley. Ron going in for Manlcv in the eighth. The umpire said he was from neutral territory. but at times we were inclined to think he did not take Latin in 220. Glazier pitched air-tight ball all the way thru, allowing onl three wild hits. tixIp-SCt’CM 1W3X TIYH 3SVH .,'£0UU1� HflO Kroncnberg and Kirchlcr, two famous Irishmen, started on third f«� r their respective teams. Hahn wore out a pair of shoes running the bases. In the eighth 23l lead by a score of 5 to 3. However, they had a relapse and $24 went up to s. So it stayed thru the ninth. Final score was 8 to 5. Umpire I taker. Scorckecpcr Proctor. Attendance 5(i. Note. It is an absolutely proven fact that pupils who take Latin are better baseball players. TRACK M EET. Central lived up to its athletic record In carrying off the honors in the Track Meet held in East Park. Friday afternoon, April 27th. Those competing were Central. Birmingham College Training School, Bessemer High. Ens-Icv High. Jefferson County High. Sloss and button were the stars for Central. Scott, of Bessemer, did not come up to expectations. The summary of the meet: id-yard dash—Sloss. C. H. S.; Black. C. H. S.: Acton, C. H. S. Sloss, C. II. S.. time 5 3-5. 220-yard dash—Sloss, C. IPS.; C. Scott. Bessemer; Stubbs, C. 11. S. Half-mile run Button, C. H. S.: Lumbcrg, Birmingham; F. Scott. Bessemer. 'rime 5:8 1-5. Broad jump—Watkins. C. 11. S.; Acton. C. H. S.: McCoy. Birmingham. Distance 17 ft.. I in. High jump—Acton, C. 11. S.; McCoy, Birmingham; C. Scott, Bessemer; Coffin. C. 11. S.; illiams. F.nsley. Distance 5 ft. 1 in. Pole vault cton. Central; llassler. Birmingham; Button. C. II. S. Distance .8 ft. I in. Shot put -Sessions. Birmingham: McCoy, Birmingham; Stubbs. C. H. S. Distance 11 ft. in. 100-yard dash- -Sloss. C. II. S.; Black. C. II. S.; Scott, Bessemer. Time 10 1-5. Totals—C. H. S.. 57 1-3; F.nsley. 3 1-3; Bessemer. 5 1-3; Birmingham 'Training School, 15. Officials Referee, Pritchard. Starter. Price. Timer, Able. Judges of Course. Whiteside, Ballard. Sparks. Field Judges. Sessions. Whiteside. ATHLETIC NOTES. � 'This occasion is taken to correct a statement made in the last issue. Miss Elsie Sparrow was on the Junior 'Team last year, which won the championship. as well as this year's champion team, the Seniors. 'The athletic association voted t� � give the Dirls’ Basket Ball learn sweaters. We hope they get them before school is out. 'The Athletic Nssociation authorities wish to thank the school for the splendid ways in which they have shown their spirit all this year. 'The cheers, the buttons and the attendance have helped to make four winning teams, football. basket hall, baseball and track. P.vir tijrly-ninr Vol. I No. 5 The Nut Crack, er __________________MAY 31, 1917________________ Entered C. H. S. Library as Inferior Matter EXTRA! EXTRA!! EXTRA!!! W e have been able to secure the service of the Amalgamated News Service, now watch us grow. Look out for the bulletins in our next issue. Oh, here conies some now! Extraordinary! Extraordinary!! The Republic i Bogachito has declared war on the Kingdom of Ish Kooda. This has been expected for some time as relations have been broken off several weeks. Immediately the I‘.ogachitean Government extended its army over the Pratt City front and mixed and guarded the village creek entrance into the town. Even the guns now are heard shelling our beloved city and a dreadful assault is taking place. That is all we got for this issue. Hello! Here Is Something Else. Ishkoodians repulsed by the bravery of Capt. Martin Dillon and his squad of tenderfeet. This great happening occurred when a hostile shell slipped tip and hit Capt. Dillon. His anger was intense and he, raging, led his army to victory. At this time of writing, a great submarine and marine light is going on. This is a great battle in which loo suit-marines are taking part. hen this is over, everyone hopes that Very Rear Admirable J. . P. Kirchler will have won his pass ('port). Rl'MORS OF BATTLE. Thursday a tremendous noise similar to that made by heavy artillery was heard in the neighborhood of Pratt City. Immediately the rumor went around that it must be a German invasion. On hearing this rumor the whole populace took to the cellar. The noble Home Guards stationed in the vicinity marched out to make investigations, and found that some of the citizens were celebrating July I. 1013. It must be awful to be behind time. TRAGEDY FOR THE CAMERA MAX. The whole Senior Class are having their pictures taken, (‘arson Rockett was among the number who went down to have his double caricatured. The first sitting was tin-successful because of this: he was so loud that the vibration broke the plate. The second time he looked straight into the camera, it being a union camera, refused to take the picture of anything so like an animal. The third time this noble senior was veiled with a black cloth and backed up to the camera. This was successful. W hat will happen when C. Frederick Hard makes an attempt at having the likeness of the double of his dome taken? I'mir upvrnty HOARD OP JOKF. EDS. POETRY. ETC. Dear Students and Fellow-Convicts: This is our last issue and at the end we only can hope that some have laughed. If you have been pleased we arc glad. If not. then we go to our doom, saying. “ hat has been done was our very best efforts, employing brains and many valuable hours. We have done our best and if you don't like it let the new Editors continue the hard work. All opposed say. “Aye. PERSONAL X R RATI YE OF SILAS H U M LINT. ABOUT MIS EXPERIENCE WITH A SUBMARINE. The other day while I was sailing down the great river Hudson, in the State of Alabama, near the city of Ishkooda, on the good ship tunic Lee. a submarine was sighted crawling across the Desert of Sarah to sink us. We put on full speed ahead and wirelessed S. O. S. by the Postal Telegraph. The message was not received by any one (being caught in the city of Montgomery), and as we rounded the curve near the mouth of the river there the thing lay on the hank with them inserts called Germans sitting all over it. ju,st licking its lips and getting ready to dive into and sink us. Just then, however, a wrecker steamed in sight on the . B. A. Railroad and the submarine beat a hasty retreat, so we arrived nowhere- -Pratt City our destination safe and sound. A funny thing, when some people start to tell a lie they won't even look up facts to hide it in. THE MOST RECENT ADDITION TO THE HIGH SCHOOL CURRICULUM THE UKALELE CRAZE. This is driving the whole school Honolulu mad. Representatives of the fair sex bring these instruments to school, and from seven in the morning until live at night the soft music can he heard echoing again and again. The sweet words of the VYicky-VYach.” and the “Wicky-Woos come from the fair lips of the maidens and till the wondering students with enthusiasm. But by analogy and logic, by eliminating the nonsense and tittering, and by not making unnecessary comments, the teachers have finally helped the Marshals to stop this new craze. We are glad this is mended for good, else wise men might have thought the High School a sanatarium for the insane. SOCIALS. DUMMY MATINEE. One of the most unattractive entertainments given this season was an informal matinee party, given in honor of Messrs, (literally translated—they mess it up) Allen Wood Dummy. Ray Hurras Dummy, Harry Coffin Dummy and Count Chemically Pure Shook DeDummy. The play was entitled “The Interpolator ' This went all right until that great tragedian lhert Buffington turned the tables and then it was all wrong and the hero could not get the right answer. The hero was smothered to death by the foot of the villain Weller Smith. (Curtain. Pane eeveafy-ame PL )T FRUSTRATED. Mr. Flake Miller and His squad of marshals broke up a most daring plot yesterday at 8: o a. m. A beautiful young lady was discovered with a parcel of powder. As the rescuing crew came up, the lady was preparing to put the powder to its deadly use. Rut by the efficient methods of marshaldom she was nabbed and told to move on. She protested and said she meant no harm, that she only intended to remove the shine from her face. TERRI RLE VICE DISCOVERED. The other day one of the members of High School caught a glimpse of Edward Darby, formerly' an incorruptible youth, in the gaming rooms of the V. M. C. A. I le was absorbed in a game of checkers. The riot call was turned in and the place surrounded and the City Commission, Roard of Revenue, with county and city officials cooperating- something very unusual —began a crusade to stop such corruption of the youth of Birmingham. GREAT MANY M RRIAGE LICENSES ISSUED. The first siege of the war. was that recently made on the Probate Court of this county, when a great many voting men. oil account of recent developments in international relations decided to tie the matrimonial knot. It is estimated that 2,92k marriage licenses have been issued in the past week. A peculiar tiling about this is that all the male parties concerned were cither under eighteen, or over forty-eight. Even as we write there is a great evil that threatens to destroy the prestige of school life. This evil is chewing. It is estimated that most of all students’ mouths are never shut—that they are chewing on something all the time- from pacifiers to chewing gum. The signs of unintelligcnce are. chewing with mouth open and talking to one’s self. So you see how wc stand. From high authority Mr. John Kirclder never has had his mouth shut. W hen it’s not in motion with chewing, it is open for the escape of bull. If this keeps up, the face of the user will hang down because of the overuse of the muscles of the lower jaw. Another evil of High School is our foolish idea of fun. W e do things just for the fun of seeing the teachers provoked. So let’s co-operate and strive to eliminate that. POINTS OF INTERNATIONAL SURPRISE. Pelham McDonald answered a question in Chemistry class. Fred Hard staid in an hour in 229 and didn’t say he had a musical engagement. Jessie Matthews thought in 229. Rethea got n on a math test. There’s hope. W yatt Hale said a word in auditorium. Hahn brought flowers to school, whom to? It has been a point of international interest for centuries whether illiam 'Pinker ever learned anything. '1 his has recently been cleared up bv an experiment of tile Scientific Shark, Elza DeRamus. evrnty-tU'p FA X HALE. PEERLESS JITNEY DRIVER. One of High School’s most patriotic. energetic and progressive citizens is Evan Male, the great competitor of the 15. R. L. l Co. Every morning he motors in from the fields of Shades Mountain with a jitney full of unwilling attendants of High School. But I seem to give you the wrong impression. II is is not a common jitney, being all spruced up for the occasion. To fool the public it is made as near like a street ear as possible ; one, say of the ante helium days: it has seats on either end. When one rides in it he’s morally certain that he is on a street car. say, an “Idlcwild” or an “Ave. C. And as we discuss this genius of the auto traffic, allow the editor to tell one of his personal experiences. One morning as he was traveling to this institution to his daily toils in he heard some one cry out “Tom. Who was it but Great Evan? We can never forget the endless amount of jolts, jars and bumps. We will always remember the feeling of heart-sickncss we had when the conductor cried out “Fares, please.” We gave him our last urb, which was our lunch one, and weitr all day feeling as though he owed us twenty cents change. And now let us advise you students, that if you ever float a loud shark scheme and need a line of transportation let Evan Hale start a 'hiss line. When this genius of the “phonev street car trade,” in his journey through High School, reaches Math. .S. it will not he necessary for the instructor to prescribe the “laundry wagon” as his life work, for his destiny is foreordained: lie’s going to he a jitney ‘bus magnate. PERSf . A LS. Mr. “Bull” Glazier and Francis Dillon had a bet on a hall game. Mr. “Bull” lost. The object of the bet was a suit, a Hangers $0.91) suit. Mr. Glazier being stingy compromised on part of a suit. Mr. Dillon won only that part which was the sleeves of the vest. He took the proceeds and bought himself a 101T Model Palm Beach. Mr. Darby, the much talked of voting man in socictv. astonished his host of good friends by appearing the night of the senior plav with a young lady. Mr. Darby was very bashful with his girl hut it is hoped he will get used to that in the future. Mr. Darhv states that a near accident nearly occurred when he started to throw a trapeze ring down on the crowd in the Gym. This is accounted for by Mr. Darby’s heir . so nervous that he was off his reason. According to analogy Brother Milton Nesbitt ought to he able to sing English songs because he can scan Latin poetry. FOOD FOR THOUGHT. The high cost of living. Doster. The high cost of loving.—Geo. Pill. The high cost of “lava.”—Marti Dillon. Why is it that the girls in school that try to shine are the ones that powder their noses so much? Pihic xeventylhri’r XL'T-CK CKER POETRY DEPARTMENT WATCH close l) HEAR THE XCTS I ALL. Typewriter's rattling. Editor kicking. Telephone ringing. Telegraph ticking. Mournful sigh. Joyful whoop, Some new guy Shouts, “A Scoop.’ Yelling of copy. Splashing of glue. Artist gone dippy Over picture he drew. Clash of scissors. I hi 7.7. of fan, ll in the life Of a Mirror Hoard Man. —(Scl.) When you're foolin' in the library. And having lots of fun, -laughing and si-jabberin' As if you’re deaf and dumb. You’d better mind your comers And keep all'ys looking out, Eor Miss Eustis goin' to get cha Ef y’ don't watch out. (Take warning, Ray Cicero—2 � at a shot is too many.) At first he vowed he loved her so. nd begged just one sweet kiss. nd then he saved his overture. ml went and bought her THIS X ENGAGEMENT KING. Time went on. his love increased. Hr could no longer linger; And could not be content until lie placed THIS on her finger - A WEDDING RING. lie swore that she should never work Hut live a life of ease. Then after they'd been wed a month He went and bought her THESE —Tuns. A SENIOR'S PLEA. Dear Father! And you said. My love To manhood you have grown. Make others trust you. trust yourself. And learn to stand alone.” Xow. Father, soon 1 graduate And those who long have shown Now well they trust me want their pay. And I can stand a loan! The boy stood on the burning deck. Whence all but him had fled, lie smashed the china on a rack. Hut saved the feather bed. SP RTS. One of the most intelligent and scientific baseball games of the season was played when £2!) met and defeated 231. The umpire was Ed Haker, a bearcat at “cheating-fair. The game was called at 1:30 o’clock and then the fun began. Mr. Kir-clder was the star of the day. when he knocked a three-bagger. Mr. Hahn as usual had his nerve and luck with him. He contributed to 229 by a two-bagger and by nine or ten base steals. Mr. Kronenberg was the ideal man of the dav with his terrible peg and his fear of falling in a well. Mr. Glazier appeared on the firing line for 229 dressed in I'wc sr. siuy four the robes of a ja bird and Mr. Anderson upheld the bullets of Mr. Glazier's mighty right. Iletwcen the innings Mr. Ilurnett entertained the visitors with song and old-fashioned dancing; also Mr. Kir-ehler delighted the young ladies and men present by his liberal interpretation of the classical dancing. High School Sports are suffering a state of inactivity as our hoys refuse to work in this hot weather. One of the newest and most enjoyed sports is the hiding of song books when going into the auditorium to the bumda .zlcment of the guards. I. CAl,S. The authority is begging the redheaded ones to cover up their heads as the summer comes on because the heat is sufficient without the aid of these heaters. Also they fear for them because in expending so much brain work they are liable to run a hot-box and set the school on fire. Mr. C. K. (Clara Kitnbal) Andrews. the Kgvptologist of note, lias unearthed a formula to work 'Prig, problems. Phis was supposed to be written in the Kith Dic-Xasty. Mr. |. Kirchler was proposing to his girl. During the strained silence, she said. “ hat if I should turn you down? John said nothing. Did you hear me speak to you? she said after a few minutes. O! I thought y«nt were addressing the gas. WANT ADS. Wanted —A house by a young man with all modern conveniences. Apply in person to II. Cruse Kerry. Wanted Information concerning Song Hook unobjectionable. Whereabouts inaccessible. Immediate attendance imperative. C l (Confounded Pacifist) Shook. For Sale A supply of books borrowed from students during im schools days. Address V R. 197 D. Wanted More time to write this dope for the Nut-Cracker. The F.ds. Wanted To know what 1300KJ makes when written in a continuous line. It is what you are. Wanted —A good stage coach driver to help Weller Smith pass Math. 8. pply R. F. I).. Rox S3� . To Let—Some bats out of tm belfry next Thursday. Wilton Hogan. !'� ) ■ tevcntjijivc A LEFT-HANDED MIN'D. Mr. Counselman -Could you put a right-handed glove on a left hand? F. Hall Sure, if you were left-handed. THIS SLAVS US. Miss Lynch What deplorable act was there in Drydcn’s life? Wm. Sweet Moughon—Didn't he slew somebody? THE CHILD IS RIGHT. Miss Senn— What is a demagogue? Tenert—That’s a school teacher! Isn’t it? ♦ GOOD MODEL. Mr. Bachman—Isn’t your wood square yet? Beck Yes, sir, but I’m trying to square it by Trost’s head. MR. MEAL THINKS COFFIN A DEAD ONE. Coffin—I went to a ball last night. Scnor. Mr. Neal You shouldn’t go to a ball, you should go to a funeral. IN FRENCH CLASS. Allen Wood—Mam’selle. what does Allen mean in French? Miss Frendergast- It means a great nuisance to me. Hamrick “I have not got a single demerit this year.” Rockett--No?” Hamrick—“No, I get them by the twenties. Lurrus—“Mr. Counselman. re you going to the ballgame this afternoon ?” Mr. C.—“No. sir. I care about as much for baseball as I do for pink M teas. Earnest father Daughter, why do your marks fall in January?” Sylvia ird “Because all marks drop right after the Holidays.” Pope tcvcnix-xix OVERHEARD IX FRENCH CRASS. Miss Prcndergast—“Allen Wood. Give me the future of Mire (pronounced ‘dear’.) Allen Wood- -“Wifie, 1 guess. • Miss Chambless -“Charles, can you recite the poem, 'Mow doth the I,it tic Busy Bee?’ ” Duckie LaCroix “Xu; I only know he doth it. • • Manley—“Ah. shut up. Shook. Mr. Counselman “Gh, that’s all right. I have to put up with a freak in every class. • • • 'Pommy—“Bop. what are ancestors? Pop—“I'm an ancestor and so is your grandfather. Tommy—“Then why does people brag about them for? Mr. McGlathery—“In the making of mantles tor gas lights we used the tiher or bamboo. Kdith Smith -“You can't use that because bamboo is an animal. ♦ ♦ Mr. Neal— The next one that talks gets 1 '• demerits. Anderson—“Well. I take mine fried. Any pupil These teachers sure do grade hard. “Why, did you not get what you expected? “Yes, yes; hut I always want more than I expect. ♦ Jokes—Dorothy Dryer, Kennedy. Male (Evan and Wyatt), Darby Glazier. Burrus. Miller. I. Rustidown Hard, and K. Flattop W ilkerson. Notice: This is all the room we have to spare as all the above remarks arc empty space, and we don’t waste space. Page Senior department (Class (Officers .Ijoe Eelaub Burnett Eathryu lUtrmal) Illy nit Haro lb lllnimuun lUarh Hohbic jUaxtuell (Briggs (Charles Paschal Shook ifflary Urolun ilUirksbafu Hay (Cooke Eiurrus Dora JSlisc Sparroto Phillip Porter Hethea iHargaret Elizabeth Driggs iHarg Etta Ivegiua (Coe iHamye Agues Henrher (Charles iFreberick liarb Albert Eibingstou (Toney Anna (Taggart Dougherty President Dice-presibcnt Hecorbiitg Secretary (Corresponbing Secretary (Treasurer Historian (Orator prophet Statistician Poet Essayist Pianist Violinist Vocalist (Cartoonist iHotto : jHelius Esse (Quam Vibrri (Colors : Dlark anb (Oolb IFlotuer: Shasta Daisy Senior ifbitors IHargaret Elizabeth Shook iitary Etta Hegiua (Coe Jfreberick JFIake iMiller Ebith Vroomall M. JOE I.ELAND BURNETT “Jody Bumlt Greater men may hare lived, but don't believe it. Hilliard: Dramatic—Memtarship Committee lb: Thanksgiving Play T5; Senior Play ‘16; Christmas Carol '16; Senior Play '17; Mirror Hoard ’16, '17; Athletic Association—Cheer Leader ’16; President Senior Class. .Imh it ion—To find some one to outdo the Glazier Darby combination. KATHRYN BURMAll WYNN . “Kitty Great thoughts. like great deeds, hare their oxen voice” Clio—Vice President ’lb: Dramatic Club—Vice President 'In; President Auditorium Committee 16; Grammar School Play ’16; Thanksgiving Play 15: Joint Debate ’16; Vice-President Senior Class. Ambition—To get enough In eat. HAROLD BOWMAN BLACH “Bobby 7 friend of the sincere kind that merits the heart. Yancey; Orchestra ‘14. 'lb; Dramatic Club; Mirror Board '17: Athletic Association; Recording Secretary Senior Class. Ambition—To find what am destined to do. ROBBIE MAXWELL GRIGGS “Robin “ take up my pen and by news of this earth Hope to an use both your spleen and your mirth.' Pierian—Executive Committee ’J5. ’17. Member ship Committee ’16; La Socirdad Ca.stellana—Secretary 15, 16. Vice- Pre-idem '17: Mirror Board T6-‘l7; Corresponding Secretary Senior Class. Ambition—To be young forever and to keep my friends. t'ofic oy � - CHARLES PASCHAL SHOOK, JR. -Jug He had ‘loud nature and r ood jud{ mcnt . fltd to spier it all he had yood wit. ' Yancey—Standing Committee ’16. Vice-President ’It). President '17; Dramatic Club—Treasurer ’It); Mirror Hoard M6-M7; President Auditorium Commit tec '17; Treasurer Senior Class. .hnbition—To sec moving pie lures replace niati nees in I Halt School. MARY BROWN RICKSHAW Silence that spoke and eloquence of eyes Clio—Treasurer MS; Vice President '16. President '16. '17; Mirn r Beard M6-M7: Class Historian '17. . hnbition—To marry a red headed man. RAY COOKE Ut'RKCS Ray C. “Rulic P.urrus Ray Cooke If hat n marvelous man 1 I Thai a remarkably marvelous man! Hilliard—Press Committee '14. Recording Secretary '15, 16, President ’16, '17; Jciut Debate '16; Oratorical Contest MS; Spanish Club—Vice-President 14. President ‘14. 15; Vice-President Council M6; President Standing Committees Mb; Dramatic Club— Critic MS. ’16; Vice-President Athletic Association M6; Cheer Leader 16; Thanksgiving Play M6; Grammar School Play ’It); Mirror Board ’16. M7; Rditnr-in-Chicf of Mirror ‘17; Orator Senior Class. .Imbiben—To read between the lines DORA RUSK SPARROW ••Puck Bird Thou airy, tricksy I uck. President Athletic Association 15, M6. ’17. Score tary MS. ‘16. Head Sponsor Mo 17; Basketball Teams M4. M5. M6. M7; Clio—Membership Committee MS. Secretary ’16. Executive C nnuittce M7; Dramatic; Grammar School Plays 14. 15, ’16; Thanksgiving Plays MS, M6. M7; Shakespearean Plays 14. ‘15. lo. ‘17: Oratorical Contest 16; F.titcrpcan M3; Girl ’ Athletic Meet ’17: Shakespearean Pageant MO: Prophet Senior Class: Girls’ Reading Contest 17 hnbition—To coach the 1617 Harvard football team. PHILIP PORTER BETHEA “Bcthc This ft Hants wise enough to play the foot. And lo Ha I hot well craves a kind of wit. Yancey—Standing Committee 15. Recording Secretary 15. Treasurer !«� . President '! � . Corresponding Secretary 17: Mirror Board 16-’17; Statistician of Seni r Class. .1 mbit ion—To be o Moth, shark. Margaret Elizabeth briggs ’ Tike to sunlight. brightening, gladdening all: Quiet as dew which no man heareth fall.” , C li� .: rt: Eutcrp.-an—Operetta '14. Vice-Prcsi- '17; Mirror Board 16- 17: Class Poet '17. -! mbit ion—To sleep I Oh, to sleep! M KY ETTA REGINA COE “Tliy mine is Mary, maiden fair: The sweetest name that mortals bear. Il'ere best befitting thee. Aglnia; Dramatic: Honorary Member of Hilliard: Grammar School Play 16: Joint Debate 16; Mirror B( ard 16; Essayist Senior Class. Ambition—To get Annie Motion. MAYME GNES RENCIIER “Monkey-wrench” Eritzie “Jimmie” Music resembles poetry: in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach. Clio; Dramatic; Euterpean—“Captain of Plymouth”: Accompanist for Shakespearean Play 14. '15; Thanksgiving Play '15. '16: Pianist Senior Class Ambition—To marry a gold mine. CHARLES FREDERICK HARD Slick Hard Guy lie hath the wit to outwit; there is such method in his thin kin that all his plans prosper. Yancey, Joint Debate ‘16, Vice-President ‘17; Glee Cltlb ‘15; Dramatic ’15; Mirror Beard ‘16-17; President Standing Committees ‘17. Ambition—To excel in the greatest of arts. ALBERT LIVINGSTON TONEY Slats’ lie stands head and shoulders aba;,- his fellow men. Yea, verily, in more senses than one. Vaneev—Corresponding Secretary ‘16; Spanish Club: Euterpean—President 16, Glee Club; Operettas—“Miles Standish.” Drum Major ; Editor-in-Chicf Mirror 16; Vocalist Senior Clns . .'Imb'tion—To be a diplomat. NNA TAGGART DOUGHERTY A'tf v compound of quality noble and true With plenty of sense and flood nature, too. Clio—Chairman Membership Committee 16; Car toonist Senior Class. Ambition—That this too, too solid flesh would melt. BURNEY FOSTER ACTON Actin’ The same yesterday, today and forever.' Yancey. Ambition—7’o graduate and then to go back to the farm to plow and hoe. SYLVIA JOY AIRD She excels all women in the magic of her locks. Pierian; Kutcrpean; Dramatic; Athletic ssocia tioii—Sponsor 16, ’17; Mirror Hoard 'lh-'17; Shake-speroan Pageant '16: Thanksgiving Play ’15; Rutcr-pean Operetta '14. 15. Ambition—To be President of the United States. PAUL ANDERSON ••Andy” ’’Quiet, unassuming. a man made «f steel Varsity I‘o thall '15. '16. Ambition— To get Bessemer's Coat. CLARENCE KENDRICK ANDREWS “Doc” A n sense has he of ills to come. A 'or care beyond today Yancey: Dramatic. Ambition—To be world-famed ’ill Roller. ' GLADYS THEODORE IIACHM AN IThose humor, as gay as the fire-fly light. Played round every subject.'’ Aglnia—Treasurer ’!( ; Mirror Hoard 16 17: Athletic Associate n—Basket hall '14. 16. '17. A mbit ion—Basketball forever. ROSA BROWN BANCROFT “Brownie Slu 's all my fancy fainted her; she's lovely, she's divine Clio—-Secretary '16. Treasurer '17; Euterpean; Dramatic: Thanksgiving Play '16: Shakespearean Pageant 16: Athletic Association—Championship Senior Basket I tall '17. Ambition—To be an aviatrix. VKRANKU.K BATSON Batson “Verie iVarm heart and fine brain, and the gravest sweet humor that ever was there.” Clio—Membership Committee '16, 17; Chairman '17; Manager Junior Girls Basketball Team ’lf� ; Dramatic: Thanksgiving Play ’15; Shakespearean Pageant '16. . I mbit ion—To establish a fixed heaven far the 11 andering Stars. CATHERINE MERI.E BKASI.EY Merline Monkey Graceful and useful all she dees.” Aglaia— Critic '16. Executive Committee '17: Dramatic Club '16; Athletic Association '16; Euterpean '17. Ambition—To run a h'ord. BERNARD JOHN MHITMAN' M Redman” young folks will be young folks Huterpemi—Treasurer ’16. 17. Ambition—To be ( f?t) THOMAS HATCH RENNERS “Toni Jokers urc sometimes fair prophets. Ambition—My ambition is very small, Hut be it better than none at all. BLANCHE VIOLA BENTON Her industry will assure her sneeess Commercial; Mirror Board Ambition—Sever to make a mistake. HOMER CRUSH BERRY Judy The best berries grow highest on the tree of life. Curry; Varsity Baseball ’16. Ambition—To shake off the 50 jinx in Math MABEL CLARK BERRY “Kill Berry” Claire” Kind her eyes and innocent, And oil her bearing gracious. Clio; Dramatic. Ambition—To he my own boss for a ‘chile and teach school in the country. W ALTER CRAIG BLACKWELL My heart is loyal to truth Ambition—To be a scientific doctor. EDITH BROOM ALL “Brummel A full rich nature, free to trust. Truthful and almost sternly fust Impulsive, earnest, prompt to act And make her generous thought a fact.” Aglaia—Supervisor 16, Secretary ‘17; Class Basketball T5, 16; Senior Editor of Mirror. Ambition—To know as much Latin as Miss Thornton and to tell jokes as well as Mr. Chase. W’XIE ELIZABETH BROWN Bud” Her presence fell on our hearts like a ray of sunlight.” Ex-Clio; Astrnea—Corresp ndinj Secretary '15. 16; Eutcrpcan. Ambition—To be a word-painter. ANN.1E MAY BROWN “I)( c “Mac.v Billie Gentleness is power ' Clio. Ambition—To be ” White. BEATRICE LYLE HR YA XT “Bcc” “A merry heart goes oil the day. Aglaia: Eutcrpean; Dramatic; Operetta— Miles Standi-h '14: Shakespearean Pageant '10. Amhitii.il— To join the army and shoal a cannon EDITH HALE BUCHANAN Bo Grace was in all her Stef'S. Spanish Club; Clio. Ambition—In three years to be a 11 oho ( ) CM RLES CLARDY Bl CK “Bucko “ You may defend upon him to stand against the waves of life ' Hilliard. Ambition—To find something gloomy and mysterious in I irgil. r ALBERT WILLIAM BUI-TINT.TOX IUs genial soul is mirrored in his nets.' .hnhition—Ta hr Mayor of prat I City. KITH CASKY Casev” .I nihil mid gracious element ll iose presence seemed the sweet income .■hid womanly atmosphere of home. Commercial—Recording Secretary '16. Prtddcnt '16, Recording Secretary 17; glatn Ambition—To fit the pattern that was made for my life. Ai mr«: Beatrice chandler Bee “An easy temper, naturally good. As tinea. Ambition—To he a great musician. I MILDRED FRANCES CLAIM “The happiness she gives is guile as great as if it cost a fortune. Astraea—Press Committee ’15. President '16. '17; Sltakcs|uTcan Pageant 16. Ambition—To hive red eyes and blue hair. Rl’TH COCKRELL “Boo-Boo Her laugh bubbles up like a spring” Clio; Dramatic; Oanimar School Play ’l( . . Imbition•—To have a good time. HARRY COHEN “Stillwater C lien ' Industry—to meditate, to pint, resolve, perform, which in itself is good, as surely brings reward of good no matter what be done.” Shakespearean Play ’17. Imbition—To learn to say Yes and Vo. HARRY WELLES COFFIN, JR. D. T. Coffin Happy am I; from care I'm free! Why aren't they all contented like me ” Ambition—To find out xeliether I'm good for anything besides nothing. ANNIE ELIZABETH COLEMAN “Lib “Minerva Divinely tall and most divinely fair” Dramatic Club—President '17; Senior IMay ’17; Shakespearean Play 16; Thanksgiving Play T5. ’16. Ambition—To be able to keep up-to-date in slang. JESS IP. BADDALEY COU.KV “Polly “Silence is golden Agfain. Ambition—To bass in chemistry. TAUTIIA LOUISE COLLIN'S “LouIttT ’ A laughing face, freshAtued and fair Aglnia—Chairman Press Committee '16. Member ship Committee '16. Ambition—To eliminate the word ''Kaiser fr nit the dictionary. GLADYS LOUISE COX “Coxio” A comrade blithe and full of glee. Aglaia—Chairman Membership Committer '14. Treasurer '15. Vr ice-President '15. President 16. '17. Dramatic; Senior Play '17. Ambition—To learn to love datesA LAWRENCE WELCH CRANE “Pat For thou art pleasant, gamesome. Passing courteous, Hut slaty in speech Ambition—To get married. ANN IK BETH .CRAWFORD A I? C” Alphabet A fair exterior is a silent recommendation. Pierian—Critic ‘15. Membership Committer 17: Dramatic: Euterpean— Captain r� f I'lym uth ’l : Shakesperean Pageant 16; Senior Play ‘17. Ambition—Tit be on ideal woman. WILLIK MAK CUNNINGHAM “Billy “Little Bill “Sweet William Precious things come in small packages. Spanish Club; Clin; thletic s5ociati tt. Ambition—Always lo be The Doctor's Hill. EDWARD FLETCHER DARBY “Darby” Dp! Dpi My friend, and gait your books. Or surely you'll grow double.'' Mirror Board ’!( '17. Ambition—To be something in spite of everybody. ELZA MARTIN DcRAMUS Liza “Deranm “brevity is the soul of wit. Hilliard; Mirror Board T6- 17. Ambit'u n—To become a chcmistrician. ALBERT PERRY DeSHAZO French” •or thou hast bound thy will, In cheerful homage to the rule of right. Athletic Association. Ambition—To keep from breaking my gramimitical neck. F.LSY RUBY DEV INK ' ■ v. but give me worship and quietness Clio. Ambition—To be the second “Joan of Are. JULIA ELIZABETH DICKEY “ I )icky-l)car I )ickcy-Did-11” I friend who d ires to soy The brave, sweet words that cheer the Way.” Aglaia—Executive Committee ’17; Dramatic; Mir mr H« ard '17. Ambition—To d chemistry experiments without tinting them up. FRANK TAYLOR DILLON “Dilly . Diligence in all things Currv—President Ir� . Treasurer ’17. Thanksgiving Play T6: Dramatic; President Amlitorium Commit tee '17; Mirror Board 16 '17 Ambition—To help whip Germany. EILEEN SHAW DONA f 100 •‘Biir O. maiden fair In behold.’’ Pierian; tliletic Association: Dramatic. Ambition—To be a Ked Cross nurse. IIYAIEX JOSEPH DOR.SKY ‘Wit and wisdom were born with this man.'' Track 13, ‘14: Football 14. ’15. 16: Varsity Has-ketball ’14; Curry—Vice-President 16. A mbit ion—To grin forever DRUS1LLA MAE DOVEL Drucc Scylla Clara'’ I). I). Yo need hath she of barrmeed light To make her beauty fair.” Eutcrpcan; Athletic Association—Sponsor ’17; Dramatic.; Senior Play ’17. Ambition—Jest to sit on an ole log fence all daylong and eat chocolate candy. WARN PENELOPE DOWD Pen-e-lope “ -nil of frank surprise .hid sudden whims and innocent eestaeicsA Pierian. Ambition—To be caterer to High School. LILLIAN EARLE DOWEl.L '•Jane Pat” A rosy girl with soft block eyes. gl;tia—Critic, Treasurer: Spanish Club Ambition—To get an ambition. DOROTHY DRYER “ 'nil of fancy—full of folly— Tull of jollity and fnnr Euterpean—Operetta ’15; Dramatic: Thanksgiving Play ’16: Senior Play ’17 Ambition—To reach a more stately altitude (phys ically). NETTIE FLORENCE DRVER Nutty” She has more good nature in Iter little finger than you ha: e in your whole body. Pierian: Er.tcrpcan; Dramatic. Ambition—To be happy ever after. ESTHER LOl DRY MAX Esscr” Kcki Lou” She has a naive way. Clio: Dramatic. Ambition—To marry and live happily e-er after-. cards. VKKA MADC.K DUM S Thy modesty o candle to thy merit. kI.im—Chairman Membership Committee ’lr . Custodian 17: Draniatic—M nilu'CsJiip Committee •17. .Imbition—To • .ten o “hot day stand CI.ADVS MARIK I KRGl SO. “Imp” Gl.nl” Where are you going, my pretty maid.' Xane of your business, sir, she said. Aulaia. .Imbition—“Ain't got none. THKl.M K TilARIXK KIPPS Pec Wee She's a winsome wee thing.'' .Imbition—To beep up with my belongings. GKRTRCDK KKICKMOISFKKK Krick .1 merry heart uiuketh a cheerful countenance. Kuicrpcaii; Spanish; Athletic Association. .Imbition— .iiiTt got none. SYDNEY JOSEPH FRIEDMAN Sid” “Frii-dy His heart is loyal to truth Yancey; Athletic Association. Ambition—To write good stories. M AU1E LYI 1A GEOl I EGA N ’“.In often kindness from a generous heart. Aglain. Ambition—’! y be able to agree with Louise Coll'ns just once. JOSIE LOREN E GLASS Kooda She was of a sweet and jolly disposition and always ready for fun. C mmerrial. Ambition—To cultivate a sweet disposition. FRANCIS MARSHAL GLAZIER “Bull A man of mark. Hilliard; Dramatic; Joint Debate 16. Ambition—To play Hamlet SOPHIE FELICE GOLDMAN •Vamp “Her ryes lire shirs of twilight fair; Like twilight. loo. her dusky hair. Clio: Dramatic; Shnkopcarcan Pageant '16; Thanksgiving Play Tf� ; Commercial—Critic 16. Ambition—To he Theda Korn's successor. GERTRUDE HAZEL GOLDSTEIN Gertie Black were her eyes os the berry that grew by the wayside ; Block, yet how softly they gleamed nenth the dork shade of her tresses Clio; I )ramatic. Ambition—To be Miss Thornton's pet. GUSSIKGORDON “Cuss” “She is fair and fairer than that word. Clio. Ambition—To be the original originator of originality. LOIS EMILY GORDY “Shorty Hon “Ilet life is as light as a feather’’ Astraca—Vice-President '16; Dramatic; Grammar School Plays ’14. T6: Thanksgiving Plays '15. ‘16: Shakespearean Play 15: Athletic Association: Basketball ‘15. Ambition—To marry a farmer. HERBERT I.OITS HAHN ••Huh” He sits high in all the pen pie's hearts. Football '15. 16: Captain Basketball '14; Reserve Basketball 14. '15. Varsity Basketball 15. 16. Captain Basketball 17; Athletic Association—Treasurer 16. Vice-President ’17; President Council ’17. Ambition—To make my college letter WYATT WALKER HALE As honest as any man living. Hilliard. I mbit ion—To wear a So. 10 triple A shoe. LEON HAMRICK Doc” “JudKc I'ats He is a man of keen wit ami pleasant smiles.'' Yancey. Ambition—To see J. I ell Rives and . William Tinker graduate. MARION MARC.ARKT KOOPS Koopsky Koops O'errule our modern ways. Oh blest Minerva of these larger days. Clio; Dramatic. Amhition—To continue to smile. LILLIAN HARRIS Lil .In case of heart her every look conveyed. Spanish Club; Athletic Association. Ambition—To lone the right to think. MARIK HAWKINS Trixie Her eyes os stors of twilight fair. I.ike starlight, too, her golden hair. glaia: I dramatic. Ambition—To take a rest. JACQUKTTA Rt’TH HINTON Jack” Speedy Thou shall be happy and make many others happy.” Agtnin; Kuterpean; Dramatic; Spanish Club; Athletic Association; Raskethall 'IS. '16. Ambition—To be a ''Taylor.” I ANNIE JUNE HIRSCII Junic It would talk; l.ord, how it talked' Commercial. Ambition—To be a toe-dancer. WILTON IIER SHELL HOGAN ' Derby “May his life be as tail as his stature Curry—Recording Secretary ’17. .habition—To be a full-fledged lawyer. MAUD HORSLEY Widdic” .I heart bestowed on heaven alone. .1 mbit ion—To be an old maid school teaeher. MOSES JACOBS “Mom “Let the world slide; I'll not budge an inch. Yancey. ehnbition—To get out of Math, and to beef from talking nonsense in 22 . PERKIN' YVYETII JENKINS Jenk 'If ever a man were staunth and true tis lie Milliard; Dramatic; Athletic Assreintirm. Ambition— To star' mi the Thu final. JOSEPH HARRY JONES •Pup” 7 lie valiant man ami free. The larger heart, the kindlier hand Hilliard: Class Basket hall 13. 14; Captain of Juniors 15. Ambition—To be a Math shark. HENRY SOSSMAN JONES '7 know of no man who so well attends to his men business, and leaves other people's alone.” Yancey. Ambition—To let welt enouf h alone JACK TRICE JONES ll'e like persons of tjood sense.” Milliard. Ambition—To be tall and skinny. HELEN MARGARET KERNSTOCK lit cry woman has her faults and candor it Ucrr. Ambition—To be a librarian JOHN ALOIS PATRICK KIRCH LICK “O. P. • Scatty lie speaks an infinite deal of nothing, Manager Football '16; Vice-President Athletic Association ’17: Shakespearean Pageant ‘16. .1 mbit ion—To be a Traveling Hachelor. MEYER NATHAN KRONEN BERG “Kronev ‘ Indeed I know not one who has more friends. Yancey—Treasurer ’17; Business Manager Mirror T6-T7; Dramatic Club; Seni r Play ‘17. Ambition To dance with every girl in the Senior Class. CHARLES ADOLPHUS LA CROIX Duck • .- man he seems of cheerful yesterdays and era-fid cut tomorrows. Varsity Football ’16. Ambition—To be brakeman i n an airship. MABEL ROY LALLAN I E “Roy” The best little girl and the prettiest in this toagi Ambition—To teach in a country schorl. WILLIAM JACK LASSETER Thu modest, on his unembarrassed brow, Xature has written ‘Gentleman ’’ Varsity Baseball '15. ’16. Ambition—To be a Th'C-lVire. LEONORA CL U DINK LAVVLEY “There is no lady in the land like our athletic certain. Aglai.i; Dramatic; Athletic Associatii'm; Class Basketball '14. 15. Captain 16, '17. Track Meet '17 Ambition—To be a gymnasium teacher. JEWELL ROBERTSON MACKEY “Jowclly hail your presence a blessing and your f iend ship a truth. Clio. Atnbition—To be able some day to h.r.e all my wishes granted. GEORGE EDWARD MANLEY Ed ’cry uood. Eddie. Business Manager Glee Club; Treasurer Euterpenn Club. Ambition- To ftr 'cell mid die ‘.cell. LUCILE MONTGOMERY MARTIN Cindy What hidden things have made your character so strong and beautiful Clio—Orific '17; Mirror Board '17; Dramatic Club; Shakespearean Pageant 16. Ambition—To be a good cook. RALPH MARTIN A warm heart is the gift of Vafore. Ambition—To write M. D. after my name. JESSIE MOSS MATTHEWS She thinks without confusion clearly. Loves her fellow'-man sincerely; Acts from honest motives purely. Trusts in heaven and God securely. Pierian—Critic 14. Meniltership Conwnittv 15. Secretary '17; Girls’ Oratorical Contest 16; Joint Debate Second '17; Eutcrpcan—Operetta ‘15: Mirror Board '16-'17; Dramatic: Senior Play 16. Ambition—To be fat. K LIIJI-: McCI.ruK She sits in a mystery mini amt intense And looks coaly around her until sharp common sense.' Clio: Kutcrpc n: Dramatic. Ambition—To have a good time. PLUS PELHAM Me DONALD MeDuff” “Man of pith and might and muscle.'' ('Ice Club; Kuterpcan; Athletic Association; Ambition—To be captain an a Tord submarine chaser. NELLIE EARLE Mcl-ARLIN “Mack “In truth she teas full di:-crtiu j, pleasant and amiable of hearing. ' Clio : Commercial. Ambition—To be happy. same mar McMullen Kid Pat “She is gentle. she is shy Aglaia. Ambition—To pass on just our chemistry test. RUTH McNKll.l. Rastus “So perfect a balance there is in her head.'' Astraea—Membership Committee 16. Executive Committee 16; Euterpean ’15. .Ainbitioii—To own n diamond ring and a “sho’ nough law down flivver ” FREDERICK FLAKE Mll.LEK “Pa.” “Snow-hake Coni-flake Large brained, clear eyed, of such r.f he shall Freedom's young apostles be. Yancey—Press Committee ’17; Dramatic—Mem her ship Committee ‘17; Thanksgiving Play ’16: Senior Play 17: Athletic Association; Class Basketball 15. Reserve BaskctbaH ‘17; Mirror Board 16. ‘17 Shakespearean Play 17. .Ambition—To invent a pcnny-in-the-slot machine method of education. ('.RACE MOFFETT “Gracious “Poodle Lo; she is pleasant to look on! Dramatic: Shakespearean Pageant T6; Thanksgiving Play 1( ; Spanish Club: Athletic Association; Senior Basketball Team 17. . mbit ion—To acquire a pale and interesting look. JOSEPH I.VE WEITZKL MOFFETT “Jo -Ted Chick Teach me all the gladness that thy heart must know. Clio; Dramatic. .Ambition—When tall and slendet with corkscrew curls to possess a parrot and a eat. RALPH DEWEY NEAL “Gulley He is a gentleman on whom to build ydur urea lest trust;' Ambition—To get rid of my nickname. MILTON HENRY NESBITT I have scarce ever met a man who knew more and said less.” Ambition—To fathom the seas. To measure the stars. Kut I must measure. GERTRUDE HRl'NNIMLDA XEntERT ‘•Gertie Germany” “Ready to lend a glad and helping hand ' Clio—Executive Committee ‘14. Chairman Executive Committee 14. '15, Treasurer ’16; Chairman Membership Committee '17. Ambition—To grow nil the flowers, hear all the music and read all the books my heart desires. PEARL XEt’GEXT Polly” 1’Devoted. anxious, generous, void of guile. . Ind with her whole heart's welcome in her smile. . habition—To teach school in the country. IK KMC OLMITTZ “Mwt” She was always ready with a smile strain lit from the heart .Imbition—To puss in T.iiglish. LUCY LEE PARKER “Lucindy” Oh! She's a clever girl! She's an honor to her sex! Here's her health and wishing they were all like her. Pierian. .Imbition—To die young. JULIET JOLLY PERRY “Jolly” “Jute” Haw tall among her sisters and how fair. How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair. ' Pierian—Critic T6. Treasurer 16. Y'ice-President '17; Dramatic; Shakespearean Play ’16; Thanksgiving Play 16; Senior Play ’17; Girls' Championship Basketball Team '17. .Imbition—To be Jolly always. MABEL LILLI W PLOSSEK Phoebe” Ploss'cr” So joyous, so elate; so filled with wildest glee, yet so serene. Pierian—Press Committee ‘15. Chairman Membership Committee 16. .Imbition—Xe?rr. netfer again to hear .Inalyze the following sentence. n NANNIE MYRTLE PRICE Her Manners tire so pleasing and so kindly that she makes friends of all with whom she comes in contact. Clio, President, 15-'16; Treasurer 16; Dramatic Secretary 16; Athletic Association. Euterpoan, President, 16. Ambition—To be happy. MARGARET WATTS PROCTOR “Polly She's little, but she's wise; She's a terror for her size Clio— Membership Committee 15. 16. Secretary 17; Grammar School Play '14; Euterpcan. Ambition—To travel around the world. 0ASTON RANDMAN Alphonse Cheerfulness is an offshoot of goodness and of wisdom. Curry—Press Committee 1(� ; Class Basketball. Ambition—To discover a synthetic method of bulking starch. DELA IDE RANSOM Lnidc Thou foster-child of silence. La Socicdad Castellana. Second Vice-President 17; Dramatic; Clio. Ambition—To get the curl out of my hair. (IKAIA BERNARD RIGGAN “These txoo things must go tenet her, manly depen deuce and manly independence, manly reliance and manly self-reliance.’' Ambition—To yet “there. ELIZABETH l)K At.TREY RILEY “She's beautiful Pierian—Treasurer '17. Ambition—To be a Math, shark. J AMES'VELLPKAN KIVI-S Rives’ Coroner” “There's Rives, who is matchless a many you for wit. Curry—Treasurer 'lf� : Varsity Hascltall 16. ’17. Ambitu n—To be Mayor of Inglenoak II.1.1 M CARSON ROCKETT Kit” “If strength of arm means strength of character this youngster will be a man. Athletic ssoci.nion: (lice Club. Ambition—To be captain of a I boat. MARTHA ELIZABETH ROBISON Martha Washington Her open eyes desire the truth, The wisdom of a thousand years is in them. Clio—Critic To. Press Committee 17; Mirror Hoard T6-T7. .■Imbition—To succeed Dr. Phillips. SADIE JULIA ROGERS ‘Tlappy SrtCH Jt?'’ Sal She had a sunny nature Commercial Clnh--President '17. Secretary To. Memlterslrip Committee 16: glnia—McmlKr htji Committee 'IS. Executive Committee T6; Athletic Association 16. Ambition—To succeed Teddy Roosevelt. SUSIE MOULDIN' ROSAMOND Sure And still we nosed and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all she Knew Kuterpcan 14, 16: Operetta— Captain of Plymouth '14. EVA KOTEXSTREICH Eve” She was a daughter of our grandmother live. Clio; Commercial Club—Executive Committee 15. Vice-President 16; Dramatic Club; Shakespearean Pageant ‘16; Thanksgiving Play T6. .Imbition—To take a trip in an aeroplane ROSE STANLEY SCULL Skull She has wit, beauty and human sympathy. .hut so, she's universally beloved ” Pierian—Critic ‘16, Executive Committee '17; Mir r r Board ‘16-M7: Ublctic Association—Sponsor '16. Jwbitinn—To be eternally happy. VELMA REE SELF -Vel Rce” “Self ‘Her looks do ari ue her replete with modesty.” Aylaia. .1 mbitirn—To be an accomplished musician and h it e a studio of my oten. NNIK LOUISE SEW Bill “It's ijnod to be merry and wise. It's ijood to be honest and true Pierian; Dramatic. . Imbition—'.lin't tjot none '' MILDRED LEONE SHIRK Bill Her pathway lies amaiift the stars. Clio; Euterpcan .1 mbuion—To be hippy always. SAD'i I-: SHOENIC. Si .-llxcays contented and busy mis she. Dramatic: Euterpean—Membership Committee '15. “Drum Major '15: Clio—Chairman Executive Committee 'If . Vice-President ’17. .1 mbit mil—To live in Hess filter. MARGARET ELIZABETH SHOOK “Tommy Wonderfully pretty, wonderfully childish, wonder fully whimsical. Pierian—Vice-President 16; Joint Debate ’Hi; Mir. r« r Board '16-’17: Honorary Member of Hilliard. . I mbit ion—To lutve a pretty nose. LISE COCRTNKY SHROPSHIRE )’«« are a world of girls. dear. .Ill in your own sweet way. With the changing lights in your curls, dear. . Ind your eyes now pensive, nose gay Pierian: Dramatic: dstant “Mirror Board. .1 mbit ion—-.lh vys to he a “recording anger („r any other kind). EDITH M RGARET SMITH Wicncy” “Laugh and the world laughs with you. Ent.iTe.au: tide tic Association. . I mbit ion—To depart from some of my knowledge - ESTHER MAYE SMITH “Nutt Smirk Pete “Capacity for work is a rapacity of worth Commercial—Chairman of Membership Committee lt . '17; Athletic Association. .hn bit ion—To be the button on Fortune’s rap GLADYS MARIK SMITH Sniggle- Kritx “A smooth and steadfast mind. Gentle thoughts and calm desires. Clio; Dramatic. Ambition—To keep up with nty belongings. KATE DUNCAN SMITH .. Katie Our woman soldier. Gallant Kate. . Is pure and true as blades of steel. Pierian—President ‘lb; Dramatic Club; Honorary Member r f Hilliard; Kditor-in-Chief The Mirror 10 17. Ambition - To win my way by that which is might ier than the sword. THOMAS WELI.KK SMITH Smithy Mike Masbein And there's a youngster of excellent pith. Fate tried to conceal him by naming his Smith. Yancey: Dramatic; Shakesperenn Pageant '! •: Shakespearean Play 16; Senior Play '17; Cla� Basketball 'IS, Football Reserve '17 Ambition—To arrest Charlie Chaplin. JESSIE COOPER STAR HICK “Jess “Jack” Her sweet smile and unassuming way II'on for her many a harpy day. Clio: Athletic Association: Class Basketball ‘15. '16, Manager 16. '17. Track Meet T7 Ant hit ion—To be a gymnasium teacher. GRACE STEWART Peggy Yo one but she and heaven knows of what she's thinking. Spanish Club: Eutcrpcan. Ambition—To join the Red Cross Hand. Toot! Toot! MARY LEIGH STEWART “Baby “Pat A little of thy merriment, of thy sparkling light content give me.” Kuterpunn T4-‘l5; Spanish T5-T6. Ambition—To know when to think. CHE AT IE PRANCES STRAW,!-: June That voice was wt nt to come in gentle whispers.'' Ex-Aglaia: Astmca—Recording Secretary '16, '17; Eutcrpcan— Captain of Plymouth,” Drum Major. Ambition—To have a bungalow out West with the original four. JOSEPH DUDLEY SUTTER Scuddrr Smith 7 have a heart with room for every jcy, for every jest:' Honors: Delayed. Ambition—To hr a waster of detail. DOLLY TAMBLYN “Dit” Ditto Ader” A friend sincere and true ' Aglaia. Ambition—To do just as please all summer. M RY KLC RHNCK THORNTON “Foncic” A surer, attractive bind of j race. Cli ; Dramatic. Ambition—To accomplish somethini worth while. Ambition— On to Berlin. t HARRIS WILLIAM TINKER, JR. Tink “D. T. Much more the better for being a little bmi. Yancey. Ambition—To lure on ambition. VIVIAN LORRAINE TRECHSEL •Viv Par He love her for her smile, her look, her way of speaking gently. Clio: Dramatic: Spanish—'Vice-President '! . . Imbition—To spread joy, MARGARET ELIZABETH TANKS “Pcjr “ Methinks she looks as though she were in love. Pierian—Membership Committee '17; Mirror Board '! � •’!7; Dramatic: Shakespearean Pageant ’16: Se nii r I May '17. .Imbition—To meet Virgil beyond the nver Styx GRACE DKLMORE TURNER u Peggy So dainty and polite. Ambition—To please everyone all the time. � HIM AN URDONG As jolly a fallow ns out can chance to meet Yancey; Athletic Association; Orchestra. Ambition—To find out which is best in ease of cmcrijcnry To move out quick) or To co operate right promptly, please’ ROBERT HOKE VAUGHAN -Bob Because right is right, to follow right H ere wisdom in the scorn of consequence Curry. Treasurer ’! ): President Auditorium Committee '16. Vice-President ’16; Dramatic. Prince and Pauper”; Thanksgiving Play; Christmas Carol ; Ambition—To have people love me and not my money DOROTHY VERNON Dot” (food nature and good sense must ever join. Pierian; Mirror Board I6-’17. Ambition—To grow so my nickname will not be so appropriate. HATTIE BI.AKKI.Y WALDRON •AVallic Oh, what a noble mind! Aglaia: Commercial—Third Member Executive Committee l( . Vice-President ‘17; Mirror Board '1 -'17; Athletic Association. Ambition—To be head of the Commercial Department in the fieri High School, GLADYS MAY YVKBB Glarl-eycs There are many little maidens in this wide, wide world. .hid of course we love them every one the best. Hut this little maiden with her laughing. roguish eyes Is just a wee hit dearer than the rest. Pierian; Kuterpcan 15: Dramatic: Shakespearean Pageant ’lf ; Thanksgiving Play 'lfi Ambition—To control my dreadful temper. DAVID WEINSTEIN ll'rens teen Happy the home wherein he tuned his merry violin. Ambition—To find some one in C. II .S'. to pro nounce my last name correctly. I.OLA MAE WOOD Pavlowa Is she not pissing fair? Pierian: Athletic Association—Sponsor 17: Dramatic: Shakespearean Pageant 16: Thanksgiving Plays 15. 16. Ambition—To reach Tavlown’s height as a ballet dancer. LULA MARGARETTK WlLDSMlTlI Lank “Loo l«oo” Snooks A friend to tried, in soul sincere glnia. Ambition—To surpass Miss Thornton in Latin. ROBERT SOMERVILLE WII.KERSON Boh” .■I man whose angles hair no sharpness, If he oil ends, it is with grace. Yancey: Dramatic: Shakcspcrcan Play '17 el in hi tin n—To know why they named the hoy Harry BARBARA ALBERTA WILSON “Bertie Doing nothing to repent. Watchful and obedient. .1 mbit ion—To be young always. VIRGIN I ELLEN WILSON Jin Jim Sweet piece of bashful maiden art. Aglaia Ambition—To be six feet tall. ALLEN KILLEBREW WOOD ‘‘WcxxlziY’ Honest flood humor is the oil mid wine of o merry � nee1ittfl.u .Ambition—To fly around the world. MORGAN FELIX WOOD His heart as far from fraud as hi earthf .Ambition—To learn how to think. Cnnmuwenuntt (Cakniutr (Central Siiqh School Class of Nineteen 3Huuftrrit Sclmitmt jHuubmi, iilau 28th, 8:3ll ]}. iH. (Concert liy Iluterpcau nub tjric (Cluhs 3)effcrsiut (Theatre lllrbncobny, iMay 30th. 8:30 P- -itf-Shahespeareau tutrriaiumeut luj Dramatic (Cluh Aubitorium. (Central High School (Tlmrobay. JHay 3lot, 0:30 A. itt. (Sommcucemcut Exercises of the (firabuatiiuj (Class Anbitorinm. (Central Hugh School iThnrobay, ittay 3lot, 8:13 p. iH. Annual Abbress mib presentation of Diplomas Anbitorinm, (Central High School (Thnrobay, Jifay 3lot, 9:30 p. Jit. tloarb of liburation Deception to (tjrabuates (boiunnoimu, (Central High Sehool Our Debt Friends, you are looking upon the thirty-third graduating class of this High School. 'I'he class is not as it started four years ago. hut let us hope that those who have dropped from the ranks have some definite goal and are using their best efforts to attain it. We are leaving behind many pleasant experiences, some of which will never be duplicated, many friendships which will never be forgotten and a place which will always he dear to our memories. For four years we have trod these corridors and climbed these stairs carrying in our hearts the desire to do our best and to show our true worth to those who are interested in us. Although our every step and move had a purpose and our efforts were sincere, this powerful machine of a faculty often had to guide and help us • •ver the rough and weak places. To them belongs the praise. As we leave, to the Juniors we relinquish the honor of Senior may you enjoy it and derive much benefit from it! To the Sophs we give the great joy oi the expectations of being a Senior the greatest suspense through which wni will ever go. To the lowly Freshman we give a privilege which I am sure you have wanted lor a whole year, the privilege of calling someone a Rat next year. We have olten wondered if these days will linger in our memories as the school days of our lathers and mothers linger in theirs, for from them we hear wonderful accounts of things which could never he done here. No. we shall not remember slipping away at recess to go to the old swimming hole, throwing the loaded bean bag at the teacher or reciting from a no-back bench. Rut we shall remember the football rallies, joint debates, the club picnics and banquets. Reminiscences of S:� � . � classes and matinees or the results of not reporting to either, of rooms v5J and and their respective peculiarities and happenings, will fill many pleasant hours. These four years have meant much to us. Our obligation is great, not simply for the memories but for the fact that we start well equipped, for as Carlyle says. An educated man stands in the midst of a boundless arsenal Idled with all the weapons and engines w hich man’s skill has been able to devise from the earliest time and he Works accordingly with the strength borrowed from all past ages. Perhaps our greatest equipment is good habits. 1 he true object of all education is the formation of habits which will be of service. Fellow-classmates, did you ever stop to think that the bell which rings every morning at has formed in us the habit of punctuality? Our Self-government has instilled in us the habit of doing things in a clean, open manner. It i the habits which we have formed during this period which shall stay with us and determine our destinies. I say determine our destinies ‘'Hf hundred ttcenty-lwd because ninety percent, of our actions, movements and thoughts are governed in whole or in part by habit. Habits have freed our consciousness and we may devote our attention to new problems—to paying our debt. Our debt is not only to this school, its teachers and our parents as individuals but to our age. Each of us has a part to perform and the world is looking to us to perform that part well. Each of us has been endowed with one. two or three talents. Let us not lay them up in a safe deposit vault where it will cost something to keep them, but put them where they will yield the greatest interest. We have daily equipped ourselves for our respective tasks. Besides habits of punctuality, persistence, and clear thinking, we have some equipment for which we must thank our forefathers. We have the benefit of their knowledge and experiences and fortunately do not have to tunnel our way through and find all these things for ourselves. Each generation may learn through the failures as well as the successes of all prcCedin ones, while the last can use its time in finding new things and having new experiences. We are living in the most stirring era the world has ever known because it bids fair to see democracy triumph. hen the war clouds roll from over the battlefields of Europe and peace is declared we. the 1017 graduates of Central High School, shall have a bigger and better chance than any other preceding class to make a great payment on our debt. For soon, we hope, the world will begin to undergo a great reconstruction and reorganization. In three years there has been destroyed what it took four hundred and more to build. How much of this are we going to replace in the time allotted us: In the words of Webster, “We have duties and obligations to perform corresponding to the blessings we enjoy.” Let us live up to the ideals of Central, do some positive constructive work, apply our power oi organization make history. Carlyle says history is the biography of the great men of tlu-period. Therefore it is up to each one of us to make his or her life such, the record of which will form a worth-while part in the annals of our time. Joe Lelanh I U’rnktt, President. 'I . one hnn.tie.t tivenlv three History of the Class of 1917 Do you remember that hot September eleven years ago how you looked forward to that third Monday morning and fixed your lunch on Sunday night because people had to leave so early to go to school? Monday morning finally arrived. Dressed in your best with a shiny red apple in your pocket you had to pinch yourself to see if von were awake, bully satisfied as to that point, you started on your happy way to school. The other little boys and girls seem to think they were quite as big as you were. Hut all of them didn’t have mothers smiling at them from the front of the room, lint alas! what a woe-hegonc feeling it was when the door closed on mother. You were left to fate and the teacher, but fate was kind and the teacher kinder, so your troubles diminished greatly. ()ne morning you came to school and were greeted. “Hello. Snaggle Tooth!” No. you hadn’t been in a fight, you had only lost one of vour first teeth. Work and play were happily commingled those first few years. But real trials and tribulations came all too soon. One day you thought the teacher was still in the office but when you stuck a pin in the little hoy in front of you. a voice with teachery accents came from the hack of the room, “You’ll have to stay in after school!” That really would not be so bad because teacher was so nice after school. Hut you soon found this was different, she did not so much as speak to you for one hour. The bright side of that experience is that you did not repeat it for a long time. Do you remember those good times on Friday afternoons, especially the spelling matches? One time in a very close match the teacher gave out “seize.” It was your word and you missed it You never knew w hich to put first the e” or the “i” and when you guessed you alw ays guessed wrong. So sad, feeling that all hope of your success in life was gone you found your way to your desk. One afternoon w hen you were in the seventh grade y ou came home with inkstaiued clothes and hands. Mother said. hat on earth is the matter?” Non answered. “Examinations! but. Mother. I’m going to High School!” O, how proud you were when a few days later you went to Central and received your certificate. The next term at Junior High School you enjoyed a happy rather unmolested state. 11 were “Rats” together and blissfully ignorant. One day a mighty Senior entered your portals, you were silent, struck with awe; and when she talked so interestingly you marveled. After a few months you came over to Central. Here things were different. There were so many rooms and so many numbers that your mind became a whirl. You searched one whole period for room 301. not daring to ask anyone, for you had been sufficiently warned against that. 'The next period you decided to go into any room and rest. As soon as you were seated quietly iu the back of the room the teacher said. “This is an English 8 class.” You found your way to the door. That schedule was such a trouble! 'Thursday found it still unfinished, but after that was completed troubles appeared at an end. You grew to be less important in your own ey es day by day. 'The only time you had the proper attention of an audience was while relating the day’s happenings to marveling little brothers and sisters at home. And even then you always said, “we did this and “we” did that. You slowly made your way and became a Sophomore. Ah! how important! no longer a Rat. Do you remember how successful we all were this year? 'Those 85 s. I'aye oh, hundred txecnly-four i� 0 s and even some 05's! Perhaps they were due to the lengthened recitation periods of forty-five minutes or more likely to the twenty whole minutes for lunch. Some of us won school-wide fame in the letter-writing contest. Most of us had become members of literary societies and the faculty decided that since the dubs had shown such remarkable progress and increase each club should have one auditorium period during the year to present a program. I wonder if it was only a coincidence that this, the year of our great importance, was the year when our principal was made a doctor. As Juniors we gained a broader outlook: the really big things stood out in proper proportion. Having learned the true value of one golden minute set with sixty diamond seconds we settled down to work in earnest and enjoyed this year to the fullest. Some of our number were very active in writing a new school constitution and launching a new girl's literary society. We celebrated Shakespeare’s Tercentenary with a pageant in the park. What fun it was to promenade in those long, trailing robes and those velvet suits with their swords! Our interest was big enough to extend to civic affairs. Numbers of Juniors joined in the campaign for the Bond Issue which would bring more and better schools. The spirit with which we took part in the Confederate Reunion was not solely due to the holiday hut to our admiration and reverence for those who had given themselves to a cause. Our Senior year has been one great happy ending to it all. The dignities and responsibilities of club officers and Mirror staff have not suppressed our enthusiasm. W e discovered early in our career that eating peanuts was still a weakness and some of the hoys still loved to scatter sneezing powder. What fun we’ve had with our graduation books, and special Senior red-letter days when the girls all wore their hair tied with ribbon or the boys wore bow ties. And the biggest day on our calendar was March the thirtieth, the Senior play. Most of these were passing pleasures but enthusiasm in Athletics has possessed us since football season began. We learned all the y ells, went to the games and supported old Central with a will. Numbers of our members even supported the Good Speech League and tried zealously to find substitutes for “cute” and crazy.” Lest all our talents be not developed and all our enthusiasm have not an outlet and all our afternoons be not filled the Art Club was organized- t � meet every other Wednesday. How we found time is a mystery, but it is a fact that we High School pupils really succeeded in helping to pass the Educational Amendment. Having felt the joy of taking part in big movements we joined in the city's entertainment oi the Biennial and showed our patriotism in the city's celebration of Liberty Day. Through the years we have emerged from obscurity to great self-importance. only to lose ourselves again in the spirit of bigger tilings of city, state and nation. Makv Bkown Breusii v v. Historian 17. I’tttie one hundred ttvenly-fr. r Patriotism Classmates and Friends:—We stand here upon the threshold of a new life and it is significant that we arc facing a new life not only as individuals, I.lit as citizens of a great nation. The whole world is about to enter into a new era of progress and we are to form a part of that era. Never before in all history lias the world been tilled with such great crises. It is facing revolutions in every phase of human progress, in business, society, commerce, art. science, government and every other activity in which the life of men is vitally concerned. ()ver the face of the civilized world bangs the cloud of a mighty war. Our own beloved country has just entered into the great arena of the world conflict. in which already lie the bones of millions; we now stand in the critical hour of the history of the 1‘nited States of America. rc we to do our duty, shall we stand united under the flag that lias been cleansed and purified by the best blood of the world, shall we do our part to further the noble principles inr which we know it to stand? Is there one among you who will dare stand forth and say. ”1 am not an American? Is there one among you who will not do your duty: No! It is for this purpose that we arc here today, to dedicate our lives to the life of our country that she may spread throughout the world our ideals of government. From the time we first remember we were at peace; we are now at war with the most powerful ruler of all times, and it is to rid the world forever of ibis accursed ban of autocracy, of despotism that the United States of America has entered this conflagration of nations. It is for the principles of democracy and freedom in government that our country has offered the lives of her citizens to throw off the yoke of oppression that binds our brothers across the sea. I he beginning of the end of absolutism is at hand, the rulers and the kings depart; the thrones of autocracy are crumbling into dust, and “government of the people, by the people and for the people” is about to be established throughout the earth. Look! There upon the wall of time and progress, a message is written by an unseen hand, a message of salvation and freedom that speaks the downfall of tyranny as surely as the handwriting on the wall foretold the downfall of Belshazzar! And bow are these prophecies to be fulfilled, how are we to conquer that unnatural force that blights the lives of men and dooms them? There is but one way. one menus, and that is through the spirit of Patriotism Patriotism, that through all ages has led armies of every tongue to victory, and the one that will lead America to victory in this war tor the freedom of the oppressed. i nc hundred and forty years ago in a little obscure hall in the city ol Phila- t 9gc 'nr hundred tncnlysix dclphia the Spirit of patriotism inspired our heroic fathers as they signed the Declaration of Independence. 'Hu spirit of their work lives not alone in our hearts for it has been transmitted to the heart of every man who is oppressed by the hand of an unjust king, and today this spirit is writing a new Declaration of Independence for the whole world. In my mind's eye I see the spirit of Patriotism. It is personified by an American youth marching on with the Stars and Stripes unfurled to the breeze above him. He stands in the Hall at Philadelphia when Representatives of the thirteen colonies arc wrangling over the Constitution: the critical moment is at hand; one man dissents; another, the youth then comes forward and demands Sign! Sign! The document is sealed, the colonies arc united. Patriotism goes forth in battle through the horrors of the Revolutionary War. Many times lie stumbles, lu- falls, he retreats, but rises and pushes on in the fight to victory, freedom and independence! The flag is safe. America is free! Later comes the war of 181?. Freedom is again at stake, but with Patriotism they fight with a valor that caused those immortal words to be written: “The Star Spangled Banner! Long may it wave o’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!” I see the youth ride across the plains. I see him conquer the est adding more stars to his standard, greater strength to his manhood. A shadow comes, the flag is torn and rent; there is a great civil war. but the flag is saved, every star remains,—our flag—the red. white and blue! The youth grows strong in peace, he prospers and throughout the earth his flag floats the symbol of Freedom and Right. So when lie finds oppression at his very door he fights, fights for those principles he stood for years ago. until the grip of Spain is loosed from Cuba and she is tree. And now out of the Hast comes a ruler armed with the power and strength of an unjust government, fortified with a tyrannical militarism that crushes and grinds his people. Suddenly he turns upon the world, he attempts to conquer the earth. Many nations meet him in arms fur the preservation of their boundaries and their rights. The American youth looks on with pity at the sight of the slaughter. For two years he stands calmly by doing what he can to ease the sufferings of a down-trodden people, hearing unflinchingly, from others, infamy and insult. But at last, drunken with blood on the fields of gore, the autocrat, the despot, would conquer that flag, would stifle those principles of freedom which we love as life- -would rule the world. Shall this be?...............My vis- ion fades, the youth Patriotism is entering the lists of battle. Shall America, shall the world he free? Shall truth and justice prevail? The United States alone can say. We stand now as the living, breathing spirit of Liberty and if is our duty to humanity, to civilization, to say that Freedom shall live. It must not. it cannot die. The glory and honor that through its history America has gained, shall never he lost. Classmates: merica. Freedom. Patriotism is calling. M e will answer the call. Our foes must be vanquished! The world must be free! Some of us will face the perils of battle, some will remain at home to weep, enduring Va$t «jm� hundred tteenty-sei en tlu suffering which comes to those who are left behind. I tut we will be brave, we will work, suffer, yes die for our Country. America, we salute you! Ma the sacrifice that we can make hasten the day when nation shall not war against nation, but “shall beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. merica! to thee we pledge our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.” “Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet. Lest we forget, lest we forget! Kay Cookk Brunt's. Orator, ’1 Pdyr � ir hundred twenty-eight Complete, Compiled, Compounded Statistics of the Senior Class of the Good Year 1917 Tis with a feeling of artificial pleasure that I rise to disclose these important facts before you. When 1 think that future historians, poets, philosophers, yea. even in the nearer future conscription officers will refer to this article for their information. 1 blush inwardly at the absolute inadequacy of the paper, lint before 1 begin my compilation I am going to set down a few truths. When I was first given this paramount responsibility 1 was altogether confused as to what to do, but I betook myself to a certain scribe, the Editor of the World's Almanac. This august individual, after much consideration, deliberation, hesitation and meditation, addressed me as follows: “My dear boy. statistics arc figures, true or imaginary, elastic or otherwise, flexible or fixed, which are written about actual or imaginary objects or qualities.' Y ith this definition as a basis 1 began to write. We are a wonderful class, but what shall I say about us? Our combined weight is so great that we would break the biggest scale in the jiossession of the Kirmingham Kelt Railroad Company. We have a greater population than that of the city of Greater Ishkooda. Our area is greater than that of the Desert of Sahara, and right now our climate is very similar to that of the same. Our combined height is so great that as to defy the mathematical ability of Messrs. Milton Nesbitt and Elza DcKanms. the geniuses of 230. Our brain weight is so infinitesimally small as to he almost negligible. One night as I wandered amid the Coffins, with this sad thought in uiv heart, I saw a vision of Jacob's ladder with a Klach-Smith and his Mnnlev little son on it. And the Klach-Smith raised his Hahn and struck the boy because he did not have the Price. Like a Rockett left the vision. A Tinker and a Glazier found me and put me on a Coleman's I hick t ing ) horse, carried me to Kroncnberg. a town in Shropshire and got a surgeon to Kroomall (broom all ) the dust from under my Skull. Thus relieved, your Statistician returned to his desk in 231. There, among other things, he found a letter from the War Department at Pratt City advising him that all class statisticians would he expected to set down figures as a basis � f conscription. To this I replied at length that we should all he made officers. The volume that I wrote could not hr repeated on this occasion, hut that you may more fully understand I am going to quote you an extract: W e have a great many field officers among us. I'VIham McDonald is a natural bom Colonel, for he's not hard, and therefore not a nut. but lie's nutty, hence lie's a kernel. Ray C Rurrus should he made a General for two reasons; first, on account of his superior intellect, and, second, localise. Page tuie hundred tueniy-uine though Ik may be conquered, he can argue still. Albert Toney should be made a Major because of bis great feet, for if he should Ik put in a line and it Ik ordered to advance, nothing could advance in the community except the aforesaid pedal extremities and the body attached thereto. Weller Smith should be made Captain of the Gas Corps; witness all the High School students he has smothered with gas and hot air. J. Veil Rives should be made a General over the Bomb Corps because the surroundings would be so congenial, and also on account of his make-up. Amos Thornburgh, Allen W ood and Paul Anderson would all make good Field Marshals on account, of their experience in High School halls. Wyatt Hale would make a good Commandcr-in-Chicf because he has that ability to take advantage of his “golden opportunities and that determination which will help to eliminate the congestion in the enemies' lines. Of course, this was not all I wrote, but as a matter of economy I refuse to enumerate further. In conclusion, 1 would like to state that I am confident that you will all he made officers because of this letter that your Statistician wrote. I used the wrong word; I’m not going to conclude; I haven't begun yet. So don't begin to put on your hats. The statistics of this class could never have been compiled bad it not had such a complete and reliable line of girls' graduation books. These cncyclopoedias of High School life contain everything from comments on the latest fashions up and down. By close reading of them I found out such deep secrets as, why She broke up with So and So. fter many computations and calculations 1 found something that no other statistics have contained, namely, the ages of the young ladies of the class. Instead of the accustomed Id, these were 17, is. It), 20 and upward. X'o, I am not an auctioneer, but was merely calling the ages of the girls of the class. From one of the books 1 got an accurate record of bow much powder and kalsomine has been used by each member of the class, the sum total of the consumption being 555,953 pounds. Lillian Harris and Eileen Donahoo have used the most. By a straw vote taken in one of these books it seems that the whole class is in favor of votes for both. Here let me say that you make a fatal mistake, for you admit that your age is no longer sixteen, hut that you have grown older. I found that already Kate Smith and Mary Brown Buck-shaw have laid plans to run against each other for Congress in 1930. I found that 33,333 yards of ribbon have been made into hows, and these have kept 8,836 beaux from seeing the board, thus causing 6,721 failures and 13,412 attendances at those afternoon and often early evening sessions known as matinees. But I will not carry this discussion any further, and for fuller information I refer you to the books of Misses Dorothy Dryer. Edith Smith. Juliet Perry, Sadie Mae McMullen. Lise Shropshire and Robbie Griggs, as these are the fullest and most complete. Now. fellow students, after 1 have given you all the statistics that I could imagine or compile, and many that I could not imagine, we come to the awful ordeal of making our last will and testament. The committee appointed to look Pave one hundred thirty after this etui of our business has decided to leave to the underclassmen this motto: “Don’t worry about passing the subject; if you wait long enough it will pass you.” This was reported favorably by the majority consisting of Ruth Hinton. Cruse Berry and others. Another reported by the minority, composed of Drusilla Dovel and Leon Hamrick, was “Through your teachers try Hard to teach you. Buck Wilder and Wilder. And though your parents may have Shook you and urged that you get something under your Skull, do nothing but Shirk.” To the teachers we leave the memory of the folks they've kept here so long. Dear classmates, next year you will all ply your several occupations, some of us will even go to school again and try to accomplish the impossible. In departing let me ask you to do more at your next occupation than you have done at this one. so the next Statistician won't have such a hard time finding something you have done. Phii.ip Foktkr Bkthka. Statistician Senior Class. H. f'at e one hundred thirty-one Who’s Who In America I lay lazily hack in my old Morris chair and opened the 11130 copy of Who's ho in America.” Now, of course, you may wonder why I of all human beings should he reading what you may think a recital of recent human achievements; but. to l e frank, here's why: since my graduation from the Birmingham Central High School in 117 I had finished a most thorough course at the ltd-ward Darby School in Social Etiquette; and as a result was social secretary to Miss Robbie Griggs. one of the foremost social climbers in New York. Hence, it behooved me to get a line” on who’s who. 1 have lingered the hook until I know where to find jjcople without an index. So there you are. and here 1 am. reading the hook. But as a favor to you I’ll let you. without the least fear of committing a breach of etiquette, look over mv shoulder while 1 see what interesting things 1 can find about everybody in general and nobody in particular. Page 15. Joe L. Burnett, detective for Kerry Buck Detective Agency.” You know Joe was the dignified president of the BUT class. His specialty is tracing the new Henry Jones motor car which is the rival of the llenrv Ford car of yore. They say these new cars can't be run bv any kind of gas except the new Burrus gas. Page 161. Frank Glazier, President of the I’nitcd States. Can you realize this? By the way, quite a number of the 11)1 ' class arc making their names famous in Washington. Clarence Andrews, Secretary of Peace: F.lza DeRamus, Secretary' of War; Meyer Kroncnhcrg, Secretary of Neutrality, are all in the President’s cabinet, and Frank Dillon is Speaker of the House. If it hadn’t been for Mr. Dillon the women would never have obtained universal suffrage. Elizabeth Riley. Lillian Harris and Esther Smith are all in Congress, and they don’t weep, either, when called upon to cast their vote on serious subjects. Page 2X5. Look, here is Moses Jacobs, one of the foremost educators in the South, who recently collaborated with Yeranelle Batson in the work. Modern Education. For a while Philip Bethea was associated with this work, but he is now traveling over the country making after-dinner speeches at all the big banquets. Philip was always quite witty and you see he has used that talent to a good advantage. Inasmuch as we are speaking of education, have you heard about Mabel Roy Uallande being principal of the Central High? Rosa Woods Wilder is at the head of the Latin department and Tom Benners is there teaching Math. Page 10. Paul Anderson, hero of the charge of Berlin. My! But this doesn't tell half of his wonderful deeds. I was talking to Charles DtCroix. the newspajier man. and lie told me how General Paul nderson. after an all-night consultation with C. P. Shook. David Weinstein. Jack Lasseter and Perrin Jenkins (members of the famous fighting staff), sent Rosa Bancroft, the aviatrix, to reconnoiter the German position, and then, with the aid of the Randman parcole- Pat t one hundred thirty-two gitus, the Teutons were driven back in decisive defeat. Hut I was not surprised when I heard that we had several real heroes and heroines in our class. Sylvia Aird, Juliet Perry, Marie Geohcgan and Annie Beth Crawford, as Red Cross nurses, all deserve this distinction. Besides these, was the illustrious American Ambulance Corps, made up of I.eon Hamrick, a heavyweight, to steady Harry Coffin, Robert Vaughan and Albert DeShazo, supervised by Dr. Bernard Beitman, who, on account of his overweight, was refused as a regular. But let us return to those doing constructive work. Page 173. “Miss Kathryn Wynn, president of a select school for young ladies, located near Lewisburg. ’ Kliazbeth Coleman is at the head of the English department. Crocheting is taught by Clamline Lawley; the art of silence, by Drusilla Dovel; music, by Harry Jones and Jessie Starbuck. In this establishment Albert Buffington is financial secretary. Page 183. “Charles Frederick I lard, director of the Birmingham Symphony Orchestra. John Alois Patrick Kirchlcr, business manager, met me at the Stewart Hotel and told me many interesting things about the orchestra. Miss Emily (iordy is accompanist ami has made a decided success, while William linker, who has been tinkering the tintinnabulum, shares honors with her. Mabel Plosscr, Maymc Bencher. Margaret Proctor and Fannie Hirsch. also members of the orchestra, arc making themselves immortal by playing Harry Cohen s Sextette from Lucy;' Mr. Kirchler also told me that Mbert Toney and l.ise Shropshire are on the Majestic vaudeville circuit, and that Herbert I.ouis Hahn's school for the development of the art of Tcrpsichare was flourishing. lie is ably assisted by Edith Smith, Margaret Shook. Vera Dumas and Ruth Casey. Two of their pupils, “Magnolia Cunningham and Veil Rives, as aesthetic toe dancers, have probably made the greatest success. However. Lola Mac Wood and Hymen Dorsky, only the other day, won the N’eugent-Kipps medal in a heated four-step, first danced on the stage by Lorcne Glass. Florence Thornton and Oliver Walker. The judges. Sadye Shoenig, Himan I’rdong and Mildred Shirk, who decided the contest, were compelled to leave the city immediately. They went to see Dr. Dudley Sutter, who has a rest cure for people who have worn themselves out with overwork. Page 38!). Virginia Wilson, scientific farmer in New York City. Virginia. like our former President Wilson, seems to realize the importance of fanning to the nation. They say, however, that Burney Acton was the one who first suggested the idea to her. It seems to me that I read something about the wonderful crops of cotton at Miss Wilson's farm. It is cultivated on the tops of the skyscrapers, and quite a number of my classmates are interested in this work. mong some of them are Ralph Neal, Wilton Hogan, Jessie Colley and Nellie McFarlin. Stanley Scull, who was always so original, has designed a new pattern for overalls, and all the girls are wearing them in this work. Why. Edna Fcrber has even written a book praising them. Page 24. Well, what do you know about this? “Harold Blach, Governor of one of the United States' most important territorial divisions. His private secretary, F.dith Broomall. has ably assisted him in making these islands the most healthful in the Pacific group. Did you know that our class had a number of others who arc doing fine work in the various islands; There is Dr. Carson Vaqe on.- hunJrrri thirty-three Rockett, who lias founded a hospital tor the cure of chronic nervousness among the llawaiians. Closely associated with him in this work are W alter Blackwell. Amos Thornburgh. Morgan Wood, Marv Dowd, Esther Dryman, Margaret Tynes, Bernice Hogan, Lawrence Crane and Jack Jones. Margaret has charge of the sufferers from the ukelele craze. She gives homeopathic treatment, curing like with like. Milton Nesbit, Gertrude Xeubcrt and Margaret Briggs are studying astronomy in the islands, Gertrude and Margaret do the star-gazing and Milton works out the difficult problems. They claim that they have found a new planet, and Margaret has written a | ocm about it. I had better hurry on or 1 will never finish this book, for the more I read the busier my memory is. )ne classmate suggests another and so I just have to digress from my reading. Rage 10?. “Gertrude Krickhoeffer, former leader of the suffrage party Retired.” Miss Krickhoeffer worked untiringly for universal suffrage for women, and is now resting since it has been obtained. I told you about those people of our class in Congress: there are others who have made names in the political world. There is Nannie Myrtle Price, Mayoress of Boyles; Frances Strange, who gave up an important position to direct traffic on First Avenue and Twentieth Street, in the busy city of Birmingham. The City Commission there now has for its members, Allen Wood. Pelham McDonald, Flake Miller. Sidney Friedman, Annie Mae Brown, Edith Buchanan. Ruth Cockrell, and Vivian Trcchsel Vivian is doing her best to fill the shoes of Mr. Arlic Barber. Blanche Benton is secretary to the commission. Page ! 8. Mary Coe, with the aid of Susie Rosamond. Helen Kemstock and Martha Robison, has written a world almanac. Really, it is a marvelous edition, and it has in it the record of all the maxims and rules of Central High School. Martha has compiled all the statistics. Gladys Bachman and Lucy Parker are now editors of Life. Page 287. “Grady Riggan, the Human Fly. He has climbed more stairs than anyone living.” No doubt he received his elementary training in the High School, rushing to the chemical lab from the lunch room. Mentioning lunch rooms reminds me that Jewel Mackey and Lucile Martin now have charge of the lunch room system in the ten Birmingham high schools. Beatrice Bryant is their purchasing agent, while Mildred Clapp is the leading food chemist, and Gladys Webb is sanitary inspector. Oh. yes! You remember Ed Manley, don't you? He is president of the Commercial Club in Birmingham. Dorothy Vernon, one of its members, has made a fortune saving soles, as she now owns the Pink Ribbon Shoe Shop. Some of the other important members are Ruth Hinton, a broker: Ralph Martin, a conductor on the North Birmingham car. reputed to be worth over nine million dollars, ami Marie Hawkins, delaide Ransom. Sadie Rogers, Lula Wildsmith and Dolly Tamblyn, who are heads of industrial plants in the city. Page 229. Grace Moffett, noted moving picture actress.” Now, of course, everyone has heard how Grace has rolled her eyes into millions. Theda Bara never received the honors, nor Mary Bickford the money that Grace is now getting. She was recently starred in Eva Rotenstreich’s “Mishaps of the Colonel’s Maid. Gussie Gordon is head designer at one of the big movie studios, and she is assisted by Merle Beasley, Gladys Ferguson and Sadie Mac McMullen. There Va0e one hundred thirty-fom is another of our class who has made her life’s work center around the silent drama, and that is none other than Mary Brown Buckshaw, the famous director. Our old friend Weller Smith is the highest paid comedian in all filmdont. He is the same policeman. Robert Wilkerson is censoring movie plays, and he is so strict that the various companies hate to go to him and hear how severely he criticizes their plays. 'Ve must not forget our talented representatives on the legitimate stage. Grace Turner is playing in Shakcspcrean roles, while Bertie Wilson is considered the Maude Adams of today. But hack to the hook; what page arc we on? Book! “Gladys Cox, compounder of the famous Hattie Waldron Hair Tonic ' You know Anna Dougherty is the head saleswoman and she told me that Miss Cox’s prescription was really wonderful; that it would make the hair grow a foot a week. Miss Maude Horsley and Miss Marion Koops also are putting this remedy on the market, using the Henry Jones car for a delivery truck. Page 120. “Dorothy Dryer, writer of history.” Well. well, who would ever think or believe that Dorothy had taken up the art of writing? I do remember someone telling me that Miss Dryer with a party consisting of Billa Dowell. Gertrude Goldstein. Jessie Mathews. Josephine Moffett, Irene Qlmutz. Velma Self and Annie Senn spent two years in Europe writing a history of the recent war. ( h, yes, that reminds me; Wyatt Hale has sent Mabel Berry and Beatrice Chandler to represent his Athletic School at a big track meet for women at Birmingham. England. Mr. Hale's representatives have been quite famous. Ruby De-vine brought hack highest honors last year, and Esther Dryman also won a medal. In this school. Eileen Donahoo. the head of the Tiddledy Winks Department, is assisted in the heavy work by Sophie (ioldman, Gladys Smith and Annie Brown. I.ouise ColHns has charge of the swimming pool and Elizabeth Dickey teaches basket-ball. Mary Bell Baker and I.ilie McClure have charge of the dormitories. )n a whole, the school is one of the best in America. I received a letter from Nettie Dryer a few days ago and she told me about the unusual and most interesting things that she. Ruth McNeil and Kate Smith are doing. You remember the quaint little cottage in Canada that Mademoiselle used to tell us about? Now it is occupied by these three interesting members of the ’It class. Nettie is studying music and Ruth is interested in poultry fanning. Kate has written a hook on the profound significance and aesthetic value of the speaking voice. Nettie has written a symphony which takes the same place in music that Rostand’s Chanticleer holds in literature. And now that we have heard of them all. don’t you wish that we could he together just one more time in the auditorium where Dixie” drowns the talking voices—Oh! the fire is almost out and 1 must get these invitations out before Miss Griggs comes home. Won't you please turn on the light and I’ll ring for the maid to bring up some tea. 1 fere's hoping that it will he as stimulating as Who’s Who.” Doha Eusk Sparrow, Prophet. It. Page one hundred thirty-fre Sincerity A line of gray sweeps over the sky To the south, The swallows are Hying by. They are gray, plain gray ami unashamed. Far under the rhythmic beat of their wings The quiet flowers grow. Simple, wild weeds of the fields That cover the meadows with sky blue and gold And blossom of their own rude beauty. A little way and there the roses In gardens rare. Fair buds refined l� gentle care Lift up their dewy heads in fragrance: All their toil is purity and beauty And daintiness is their sincerity. The dark hills, too. that rise in crags To Overlook the sea, Arc rugged, hold, and unadorned, Vet v their open strength They are sincere. Are we as frank as the grav-winged swallows. Simple as the weeds or like the roses, beautiful; The honesty of mighty rocks is what we need. Are we sincere? Margaret F.uzahi-tii Briggs. Poet, 17. ’i«!K one hittuireJ thirty-six Romance of The Modern World In the far distant past animals talked, fairies danced on the green, and all the world lived in wonder and amazement. The most ordinary phenomena of life were signs and symbols—sometimes threatening, sometimes promising. Mystery veiled all things; the unknown was strange and unreal. The head of man had not solved the mystery of the every day world; his heart quaked before the terrible and glowed before the grand. These were romantic days days of wonder. Now, in the twentieth century, when science measures and weighs, when imagination yields to reason, and all things are judged in the white light of truth, the age is not so picturesque as the days of old. This is supposed to be a materialistic time, a time when people no longer live by dreams and fancies. Stern reality disputes time and place with the fanciful. As long, however, as man can gaze at the stars and wonder, as long as the poet can hear the “voices of the wood,” and the daring can attempt the unknown. just so long docs romance live. Nations, especially America, have been called commercial and unromantic. Hut the settlers of America found romance in conquering the unknown sea. in coining to a strange wild shore, and in building their fortunes out of the newness and vastness of an unknown world. There was something romantic in the men who settled this world for an ideal -religion. They looked beyond the physical conditions and with a mystic faith communed with God. They combated uncongenial surroundings and hostile Indians for a vision a dream of what was to be that each man s spirit might have individual approach to God. I ’once de Leon’s dream of the Fountain of Youth and De Soto’s dream of gold were not realized, but other daring souls extended their visions. The stretch of continent, and the primitive red man. with his feathers and in his wildness made them feel the freshness of a virgin soil and the shock of a savage people. Even after a partial settlement was established in the East, the tree and open West was still to be conquered and the lure of gold called adventurous souls to California. So romance lived on. In the twentieth century, diversity of taste in the wide-reading circle has encouraged both the realist and the romanticist. There arc stories that deal with romantic song and love, with ladies of high degree and with glittering pageants; others give the warm pulsing life of the humble people with their noble devotion. All the world becomes an inspiration to the writer—the miner is no longer only a sordid “lmrrowcr” in the earth; modern romance idealizes the delver and makes the mountaineer picturesque in his free and eas mountain home; the virtues of humble homes, the smiles and tears of everyday life tell their story. The sad pitiful tale of the peasant’s toil and burdens is a subject for the realist. There is romance, however, in the peasant's nearness to nature and his love for the beautiful things of nature. The Payr one him dr,-.I thirty feven peasants, bowed with toil, return home sad and weary, but in the adjoining wood fairies sport � n the green. These tilings how how close realism is to romanticism. The works of the Celtic Renaissance glow with spiritual emo lion and disclose a world of dreams and romantic aspiration, a world of the Kver-Young.” where there is A laughter in the diamond air, a music in the trembling grass.” What a world the Celtic heroes must live in! The) are ns strong as giants and as buoyant as air; the secret of strength of bod and spirit is that they live in the land of the Ever-Young where no eye grows dim. no hand unsteady. “Deep in every heart it lies With its untranscendcd skies.” In modern life a new school of art. the Cubists, has sprung up. Tiring of former art and feeling realism to be an intolerable thing, they have shunned it and have taken refuge in pure symbolic design. The Cubists take the elements of expression from the forms and colors of nature, and use them not to represent objects but to produce an organism which will contain in terms «� f art what a given subject means to them in terms � f sensation. They have already shown the possibility of expression in painting without representation. t least they have shown that ultra-idealism comports more with the dignity of. creative art than ultra-naturalism. Though their art is ver fan tastic and extreme, it is more romantic, according t their creed, for an artist to be poetically mad than a slave to endless copying. Not only art. but industry has its romance. In the olden days there were giants who worked for those who needed help; with their brawny arms they wielded an unusual strength; now in the modern factory there are still giants, huge machines, that work for man; forty-horse-power machines accomplish more than the “mighty men of old.” They have the strength of the legion of Samson and Beowulf. Had their feats been chronicled in earlier times, magical and miraculous would have been the reading ; for wonderful has been the revolution in industry; its machines do more work than the goblins of former times who wrought mightily for those who set out brimming bowls. Why should we wonder then that modern life is studying everyday problems and the betterment of the working men? Have not the depths of the human spirit been stirred to understand and to feel anew the woes of the poor? For. in these romantic days, be a man never so poor “a man's a man for a’ that.” Social settlement workers strive to help the needy and defend the weak. Prison reformers lift the lowly; they go to those who cn out from mournful places. As Joan of Arc heard the “voices of the wood and responded to the call of France, so the Red Cross workers hear tb� of humanity and do their part in war and peace. They do not go in gorgeous trappings as did the knights of old; these champions of the weak go forth in the civilian suit of the doctor and the quiet dress of the nurse. In science, is this not an age of miracles? In times long past there were spirits that hovered in the air. played in the water, and leaped in the dame. Today these same spirits live. Flying machines move as lightly and freely in one hundred thirty-tight the air as did the sylphs of old: destructive submarines travel under the water and the death-hearing war instruments live in the tire and flame. These arc destructive spirits that the romanticism of the future will convert into good. The X-ray penetrates substance to reveal lurking disease: it is better than any kind fairy; it works with other good spirits in the profession of sur-perv; for. truly, the miracles of modern science almost make the cripple to walk and the blind to see. In the olden days the magic word was spoken and heard around the world. Today we have more miraculous agencies than the past ever dreamed of the telephone, telegraph and cablegram annihilate time and space; they cross oceans and continents and unite the distant and the near. “Press the button today means more than to ‘Tub Aladdin’s lamp.” Press the button” brings out all the genii of the wizard Edison to our aid. Lights burn and the former domestic drudges are relieved. People have kind fairies to build their tires and do their work for them, not that they may live idly and waste their time, hut that they may live in “all the faculties of the soul that the may think and wonder until their thoughts become realities and the things of wonder become miracles of romance. “Oh, the gates of the mountain have opened once again And the sound of song and dancing falls upon the ears of men, And the Land of Youth lies gleaming, flushed with rainbow light and mirth. And the old enchantment lingers in the honey-heart of earth. M ary Etta Kf.gina Cok, Essayist. 'IT. 0Mr IntuJreJ lUitly ntue Let Us Live We lo not feel that this is a time to bid each other adieu, but rather a happy occasion when we may appropriately voice our appreciation, that for so long, common aims and pursuits have kept us in tin same path of friendly intimacy and noble effort. If now for some, the direction changes, or the prospect varies, that need not separate us in friendly spirit and in kindly interest. Like the god Janus, each of us stands today looking two ways. W e look to our recent past and see that we have shared common opportunities with icsults generally in keeping with individual effort and natural endowment. W e have shared the experience of honest endeavor, of many times failing, and on rare and blissful occasions, have tasted the sweets of, at least, partial success, else we would not be assembled here as we are today. W e have all written themes at midnight, jingled lunch checks, lost car tickets, forgotten locker keys, attended matinees, “helped, favored, pleased, trusted, envied, threatened, pardoned and spared. Now we are being graduated together, and, after a friendly hand-clasp, we will part with faces all set to the future. “Let us live then and he glad _ While young life’s before us.” Does that seem trite or frivolous counsel?- Not to me. if we try to realize the true definition of life and its worthiest aims:- for we know that life is growth and its worthiest aims are service and devotion to duty. A poet has said of life that It is youth and love and a cloudless sky. Nay, it’s up and away When the world’s in May And life is full of laughter.” I fancy this is the way most of us think of it to-day for, with us, it is just the time when Hope paints all the future in rainbow hues of promise. Let us resolutely look for those bright hues, and keep laughter on our lips and songs in our hearts; it will help when we are forced to realize that Life is real, life is earnest. that the noblest aims fail of attainment for. “A man’s reach should exceed his grasp. Or what's a heaven for? ’ Our graduation to-day means only that we take another step, one that Paye one hundred forty leads us from the touch of friendly guiding hands. There will be new and sterner tasks, and lessons more difficult to learn than any we've had before. Lowell says, No man is horn into this world whose work is not horn with him. there is always work and tools to work withal, for those who will.” nd for all these lessons and tasks and this work we have only to-day. Yesterday is gone,—to-morrow may not he for us. Then let us live to-day. not forgetting that life is growth.—is progress. And whether we accomplish the ••deed of the toiling hand.” or fulfill “the dream of the dreaming brain”— whether we do noble things, or whether it he our lot to keep the faith that, “They also serve who only stand and wait if cheerfully and unselfishly we do what is at hand each day, and can truly say that what we are is all we might have been, then we shall have lived, not merely existed. And for that, we shall rejoice and he glad even as the servants who had used their talents to the best advantage were hidden to rejoice—to go up higher. Dear Classmates, if we keep our aspirations worthy, and patiently strive for their attainment, we may face the future unafraid, and the past, filled with memories of schooldays and friends, will he forever a part of the future. We shall not greet each other face to face as often as in the years just closing, hut let us lose no opportunity tor the inspiring touch of friendly hands, nor forget that though separated by time and place, the written word may go like a bird of joyous song, hearing our messages of love and hope and good wishes for each other. Romm-: Maxwki.i. Grkm'.s. 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Wheeler Students Get the Best Positions. WHEELER 51 White Hats for the Graduates WE ARE FULLY PREPARED TO SUIT YOU WITH BEAUTIFUL WHITE GRADUATION HATS IN HEMP. MILAN'S OR PANAMAS TRIMMED IN THE LATEST STYLES OR AS YOU WANT IT. Ideal Millinery Cloak X Suit Store 1923 Second Avenue Georgia School of Technology An institution which trains young men for positions of responsibility and power in the fields of Engineering, Architecture and Commerce The national reputation of the Georgia School of Technology is based not on claims, but on results. Examine the records of the Alumni of this School. The demand for their services is growing every year. Four year courses leading to a degree in Mechanical, Civil, Electrical, Textile and Chemical Engineering, Chemistry, Architecture, Textile Engineering and Electrical Engineering. For catalog or other information, address, K. MATIIESON, President, Atlanta. ( a. In trading with advertisers, be sure to mention The Mirror. UR ENGRAVED INVITATIONS. 1 1 VISITING CARDS. ANNOUNCE-MENTS Etc., are most artistic. They are masterpieces of the Engravers art and they impressively denote refinement in every instance. Clip Them Up! Hoys give our shop just one trial. Then you are here for good Hillman Barber Shop Prop. '’DICK NEELY. The Hair Culler Tonsorial Parlors, Hotel Hillman Get Our Prices and Compare Our Work—Then you’ll Place Your Order WITH US. We FitToric and Kryptock Lenses Glasses Scientifically Fitted The Uhrig Optical Co. YOUR OPTICIANS Prescriptions Accurately Filled Lenses Replaced Spectacles Repaired Phone 3855 1923 First Ave. ZAC SMITH Stationery Co. 15 North 20th Street ALABAMA ENGRAVING COMPANY §sL - OF 8IRMINGHAM MAKERS OF •• PRINTWELL Pt_ATES.M CRANE’S Beautiful Box Paper The correct thing in style, yet not expensive. New Borders and Tints Take a Waterman Fountain Pen with you on your vacation DEWBERRY MONTGOMERY 2014 Second Avenue PLAYBALL and Use SPALDING'S Baseball Out fits THRU Hurt no other baseball foods in America that give such long wear and playing satisfaction as Spalding's 'I hey are known in every College and School in the land and are used by professionals in every League. Special attention to Uniforms and Club Prices where entire club orders at once. CELT OUR CATALOG BIRMINGHAM ARMS CYCLE CO. 1919 TKird Ave. Birmingham Things You Learn Out of Books That you get the Best Soda in town and drink out of sterilized glasses at protect your health—at Adams’ That we carry the most complete line of Crane's fashionable stationery in the city—at Adams' That our Park ?• Tilford’s candies are the best in the wor’d—at Adams' That we sell Seneca guaranteed Cameras and Eastman Defender films— at Adams’ Adams Drug Co. Phone 1001 Open All Night DON’T ASK FOR YOUR SIZE---- Soros is ---ASK TO BE FITTED comfortable: fket IMPROVES YOUR DISPOSITION SO DAVE RICH SAYS:— A Bad Disposition Gets Good and A Good Disposition Gets Better. •‘LET US FIT YOUR FEET RICH’S 1913 First Avenue University of A labama Colored t CAPSTONE OFTHE PUBLIC SCHOOL Photographs SYSTEM OF ALABAMA Are Beautiful Letters. Sciences. Engineering W hen Made at Education, Law, Medicine t 1 SUMMER SCHOOL Peddingha us For Catalogue Apply to Third Avenue PRESIDENT GEORGE H. DENNY UNIVERSITY, ALABAMA ZXQK X A Few Left: GIRL GRADUATE School Girl Days’ In swell bindings. GET A PRESENT HERE:—A Nice Book, a Fountain Pen. A Box Stationery. Great Slock of Books for Summer Needs. School Supplies and Books for all Reading. Webb’s Book Store 2022 SECOND AVENUE Kaufman's Women and Misses Ready - to - Wear Garments and Furs 213-15 North 19lh Street Alabama’s Best and Greatest Popular-Priced Department Store The Store that Sells as it Advertises WHEN IN DOUBT WHAT IS PROPER We Shall Be Glad to Inform You Also drop around and see our new line of: Engraved Cards, Monogramed Stationery, Invitations of All Kinds, Etc. We Cater to the High School Students Richardson Engraving Co. 2010 Third Avenue For Rest Photos Birmingham Linotype Composing Company At Home or @sa For Cuts “LINOTYPE COMPOSITION FOR THE TRADE @83 A. G. KEILY BRIEFS. CATALOGUES AND Commercial View Man ao Any where —Make 'Km Day or Night Phone Main 1194 2101 1-2 Secone Ave. COLLEGE ANNUALS OUR SPECIALTY @83 1703J4 Third Avenue °hone Main 5495 In trading with advertisers, he sure to mention The Mirror. COMRADES!! TRADE WITH OWL DRUG CO. Manufacturing Optician EYES TESTED Broken Lenses Replaced 6th AVE. and 24th ST. 2027 Second Avenue Opposite Jefferson County Bank Bldg. Just One Block from Schol .IAS. II. TIN I IKK Lotr Rents .Make Our Prices Loir U. S. QUALITY SHOE STORES JEFFEItSON COUNTY HANK HUM.. 2nd Floor, Front of Five Elevators He ('heerfutin Refund Atoneif . Shoes Ouaru nteed ENJOY Get Your Frocks For Outdoor Exercise Graduation Parties by associating with at “SAKS” D. M. Baseball and Lawn Tennis Goods You’ll be sure of the Quality and Style and the prices are always reasonable here— The kind that has no equal in service and satisfaction—giving qualities. See us for the goods. Wimberly Thomas Hardware Co. 2011 First Ave. Birmingham Boys, Too; Who will attend these functions can be outfitted as Gra-uates should be. Silk Shirts Nobby Neckwear. Good looking Clothes and other Accessories. In trading with advertisers, he sure to mention The Mirror. For Quality. Style and Character, as well as Economy Trade In Birmingham with Prcst. “ THE BIG ALABAMA HOUSE ” Engravers. Embossers. Stationers and Office Outfit tors Printers and Kinders Store and Plant: 1810- 1812 Third Avenue :: The Old Ueliahle- Established in Birmingham in IS72 :: ROBERTS R. W. EWING, Graduation Gifts We Offer on unusually beautiful and attractive assortment of jewelry and Novelties suitable for Graduation Gifts. Our Low Operating Expense Makes Our Prices Moderate Your visit will be appreciated REID LAWSON Incorporated JEWELER 5tl� floor first National Bank Building Yes, Hugh Seales, Will Have Choice Cut Flowers and Baskets for Graduation Time lie now has Flowers of the Season for all Occasions HUGH SEALES mi: FLORIST CITY HALL 317 N. Nineteenth Street Phone 686 Iii trading with advertisers, be sure to mention The Mirror. THE L. J. L. “ Store for Men ” The Only Store Selling Town Talk Ties 50c — Loveman, Joseph Loeb Miss High School Girl: WHERE DO YOU BUY YOUR COMMENCEMENT HAT? H I R C H • s of course! They have the moat beautiful White Hais from $3.50 up. Milana, Leghorns and Georgette Crepe— Don't Forget to see their Stylish Queen Quality Shoes—at the lowest prices in the city, HIRSCH’S 213 215 North 19th street HOWARD COLLEGE SUMMER SCHOOL Opens Juno 7th—Closes July 18th 1. To prepare for First, Second, or Third tirade or Life Certificate. 2. To offer courses for extension of Certificate. 3. To offer courses for College credit at Howard or at any other standard College or University. Fee, $12.50 Room and Board. $30 For Catalogue or any information, write JASPER C. HUTTO, Registrar Birmingham Alabama CLARK JONES PIANO CO. ••THE STEINWAY HOUSE'' Now in Our New Location 1913 Third Avenue i • STEINWAY VOSE KURTZ MANN — BEHR BROS. MILTON AND OTHER PIANOS AEOLIAN AND PIANOLA PLAYER PIANOS AND VICTROLA HEADQUARTERS Buffalo Rock IS THE DRINK FOR BOYS AND GIRLS. YOU NO MEN AND WOMEN. KEEPS YOUR MIND CLEAR. YOUR NERVES STEADY. IT IS PURE. MILD AND MELLOW. AND WINS NEW FRIENDS EVERY DAY. DRINK ALL OV WANT OF BUFFALO ROCK IT CAN’T HURT YOU 5c IN ALL LANGUAGES The BUFFALO ROCK CO. Alabama Grocery Company. Owners BIRMINGHAM 106 North 20th Street Ground Floor F'mpire Bldg. Take a UKELELE With you on your Vacation WE HAVE THEM $3.50 lo $22.50 WILLIAMS MUSIC HOUSE ••EVERYTHING IN MUSIC 1818 3rd Ave. Birmingham Printing Bindery Co. Printers : Binders Blank Book Makers WE make a Specialty of College Annuals. Year Books, Catalogs, Briefs and in fact. All Kinds of First-Class Book Work and Commercial Printing. Estimates Cheerfully and Promptly} Furnished Corner Third Avenue and Seventeenth Street Local and Long Distance Phone Main NS)N BIRMINGHAM, :: ALABAMA You Young Men Are Ready Now For INSURANCE Talk With BERRY SMITH Agents for Jefferson Standard Life Insurance Co. Phone Main 8715 412-410 Jefferson County Bank Bldg.. Birmingham. Ala. Most Boys Will Graduate in a PORTER SUIT $15 $18 $20 YOU'LL FIND PLENTY OF REAL YOUNG MAN'S.. STYLE AND WHAT'S MORE REAL QUALITY AND SERVICE IN THE SUITS WE SHOW AT THESE POPULAR PRICES. [everything .Men am! Hoys Hear Porter Clothing Co. 192i-?4 First • 7up. “i A the Heart of Birmingham Marion Institute INTENSIVE MILITARY TRAINING CAMP TO PREPARE YOUNG MEN AGAINST THE DAY WHEN THE NATION CALLS THEM Juno 1st—August 15th UNDER SUPERVISION OP THE WAR DEPARTMENT WITH REGULAR ARMY OFFICER IN CHARGE. IDEAL LOCATION, ATHLETICS UNDER COMPETENT COACHES. RIFLE RANGES. GALLERY TARGET RANGES, SWIMMING POOLS. REGULAR SESSION BEGINS SEPTEMBER 3d. JUNIOR COLLEGE COURSES UNIVERSITY PREPARATORY. ANNAPOLIS AND WEST i POINT COACHING COURSES. For catalogue and Information address COLONEL W. L. MURFEE, Superintendent MARION, ALABAMA