Central Junior High School - Junior Classic Yearbook (South Bend, IN)

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- QE The Junior Classic 29 Niagara Falls Niagara Falls is situated about twenty-two miles from Buffalo. N. Y. The Xiagara river descends three hundred twenty-six feet from the level of Lake Erie to that of Lake Ontario. At one point the water descends fifty-two feet in the midst of boiling torrents and eddies which turn the surface into white spray. A little way above the brink of the falls the river is separated by Goat Island. Here the stream is narrow and more shallow. One part de- scends one hundred tifty-rive feet over the American Falls, while the other stream Hows over the Canadian or Horseshoe Falls. Since the Civil lVar the main falls have worn back three hundred thirty-tive feet. Three miles below the falls the water rushes into the XVhirlpool. Over it is swung a cable from which is suspended a small car that takes passengers across. There is a bridge to Goat Island, and the entire gorge is encircled with a scenic rail- way. -Bi-:TTY Ci-IADBOURNE, 7.-X. l My Uncle's Farm Off a main highway. in Central New York state, about half a mile down a bumpy road, lies my uncle's farm. To the right is a large gray barn topped by a tower-like cupola, and the barn is flanked by a silo. To the left, wide- spreading elm trees rear their green heads. Suddenly, from behind the trees we come upon the house, curiously gray like the barn. The house is a long rambling structure with many porches half hidden by the shade of the trees. Turning in at the gate, we see in the distance long stretches of green pastures and fields of yellow grain. Following the path around the house, we enter the cheery kitchen. A -MARY .ALSI-I, TA. APRIL When skies are wet and drear, .And rain is falling hard, And puddles grow to tiny lakes In our back yardp Then let us go adventuring In some nice cozy nook, Companioned, till skies shine clear, By some good book. -Grace Armantrout, SA. City Fire Department All the children in South Bend should be proud of their tire department. For the size of the city they have one of the best in the United States. There are one hundred thirty- three firemen on the force, including the chief, Mr. Knoblock. These firemen run in shifts. one day and one night on and otf. There are ten fire stations and fifteen fire trucks. Among the latter are ten pumpers. three hook-and-ladders, one high pressure and one chemical truck. There are four hundred thirteen tire alarm boxes sta- tioned in different parts of the city. from which to turn in alarms. Of all the alarms turned in, two-thirds are telephone calls and one-third are fire-box calls. 1H.XRRX' KOEHLER, SB. NATUREIS JEWELS What are Nature's diamonds bright? ' They are the stars of a clear, clear night. What are Nature's pearls rare? ' They are the shining dewdrops falr. What is Nature's chain of gold? 'Tis made of daisies, I've been told. What are Nature's rubies red? Q They are the roses, it has been said. What are Nature's emeralds green? The verdant grass ln springtime seen. Are there jewels that will compare With those of Natures anywhere? -Cecil Loy, 83. ln the Country In the country, in the evening, YVhen gentle breezes blow, The birds begin to twitter. And we hear the cattle low. A perfume sweet arises From the fields of new-mown hay. And the heavy heads of clover Seem to nod and bend at play. A little brooklet murmurs Beneath an old stone bridge. And we hear a screech-owl calling From a pine tree on the ridge. -POLLY FRITZ. TB. fPaize Fifty-onel

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Gig The Junior Classic 319 V A Little Friend of Mine One of the most interesting children I have known is a neighbor of ours. She is three years old and has blue eyes and light hair. She learned to talk when very young, and as her parents use good English. she uses it, too. She reminds one of an old lady because she uses such grown- up expressions. VVhen she is telling a story, every little while she will say, And presentlyn. She has an imaginary friend whom she calls Dorothy. lVhen her mother is working, she tells her that Dorothy wants to come in: so her mother goes to the door and lets her in. Dorothy takes part in her work and play. and even goes to bed with her. She also has a rag doll of whom she is very fond. YVhen she goes to the store she takes this doll with her. Every time she goes there, she wants animal crackers. So when the clerk sees her, she says, Here comes the little 'animal crackers' girl. Before she leaves the store she has her box. She is very generous and will- ing to share its contents with her friends. It is a pleasure to have her visit us, and we always enjoy talking about her after she is gone. 'MILLARD PATTERSON, SA. Sports at the Y The Y. M. C. A. sponsors many activities for boys of the junior high school age. Many of the students from the Central Junior High go there during lunch hour to eat and to play games. Only those who are members can play games. There are checkers, ping-pong, bankum, bil- liards, ring 0' let, darts, pool and other games that may be played for recreation during the noon hour. The members pay ten cents an hour for pool. The charges for the other games are five cents. The members deposit five cents in case they break anything. They have other sports, such as archery and rifle practice. Those who want to join archery pay Fifty cents. The HY furnishes material for making the bows and six arrows. There they instruct you how to make your bow and arrows, and how to hit the marks. Tuesday night is church night, and one church plays against another. In the summer time they play baseball. and in the winter, basket- ball. More students ought to avail themselves of the opportunity for sports and recreation of- fered by the -Rom-:RT KNEPP, TB. Waste Basket Chatter Here comes that gum-chewing 8B class. I suppose I'll be loaded with gum before the class is over. That gum! I wish it had never been manufactured. My sides are beginning to feel as though thev had been made for it There now, the poor dears are having a test-not an easv one, either. The teacher says, lVhat, no paragraphs? You re-copy this . . . I thought so. I'll be Hlled with paper by the time the dav is over. But I'd rather be filled with paper than with gum That bov might watch where he's going. The idea! Stepping on my toes! The girl w 0 just put her paper in my mouth certainly has manners. She didn't even touch me. However, I thought I'd had enough to eat for one day but Johnny would empty that pencil sharpener in mv mouth. The mixture of paper, gum and sawdust doesn't taste good, and I am sure I'll The teacher is locking up now, so I suppose I'll have to sit here and tell mv troubles to the clock. .Iizav Bsxxi-:TT SB The Convlct Ship One of the most interesting things I have ever seen is the Convict Ship. I saw it last summer when it lay anchored at Michigan City. This ship was built in 1790 at Moulmein in British India. This old Convict Ship is by many years the oldest ship afloat today and it is now the only remaining survivor of England's fleet of felon transports. Among some of the interesting relics I re- call are: The Branding Iron which is arrow- shaped and with which convicts were branded on the palms of the handsg leg-irons varying in weight from seven to fifty-six poundsg Pun- ishment Ball, dragged by the prisoners up and down the deck for an hour each dayg Cat-o'- Nine-Tails, made of strands of raw-hide, bound with brass wire and tipped with pellets of lead and used as whips: Compulsory Baths, where convicts who had been Hogged were placed and their backs washed in salt watery the Iron Maiden. one of a very few specimens of these instruments of torture now in existence. This boat is now owned by Captain I. H. Smith of our own state and is exhibited solely as an educational object lesson in prison re- form. 1hlARY I.i'x'roN, TA. IPaQe I-'iftyl D O C D U . I I7 . 5 D ... h J D . have a stomach-ache before morning. .1 bn -'-' , A D D U 17 UL'

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7,11- i GE The Junior Classic QED The Afternoon Ride of Patricia Lee Patricia Lee sighed heavily as she gazed around the large, well-furnished room. Indeed. it was hard to be left alone with an eighty- year-old grandmother when one was but sixteen. She gazed desolately out of the window at the birds chirping lightly. and spattering their wings in the marble bird bath. She noticed how radiantly beautiful the sun was, while the Howers nodded their dainty heads in silent ap- proval. Suddenly her eyes perceived an object which brought a sunny smile to the formerly pouting lips. lVith a sudden decision, she left the room. She ran up the stairs, two at a time. and finally reached the top. where she promptly ran down the hall to a large room at the end. Here she burst in like a young whirlwind, awakening an old lady whose head had begun to nod like a drooping dahlia. Come, Grandmother, get your wraps, Patricia commanded. It's too nice a day to stay inside. The fiustered old lady obeyed meekly, won- dering what was going to happen. She was shooed down stairs and helped out to the drive. There, standing in it, was an im- pudent little Ford. It's brother's, Patricia explained, but I'm going to drive it. Oh, pshaw, no Y the old lady exclaimed, her glasses falling off her nose in her excitement. Oh, it's all right. I never have driven a Ford, but I guess it's like every other car. Here, I'll help you in. VVith many protests the old lady was ushered into the luxurious and spacious depths of a Ford coupe. I-I-m-m 1 mused Patricia, wonder what all the pedals are for? I'm going to get out, announced the old lady uneasily. Noi You stay right here--whoops! Here we go. and with a 'jerk they sped down the drive. Myf where are the brakes? Patricia ex- claimed. A sudden bump caused the old lady's foot to slip out and push one of the pedals. lVith a squeaking, grinding noise the car slowed down. Good for you. Grandma, said Pat. How did you know those were the brakes? Brakesf repeated the old lady dazedlv- Oh. pshawl Oh. inyl Dear! Dear! ' XVhat's wrong? Good heavens! -if -b if if IPage Fifty-twol The morning sun streamed through the win- dow. Patricia .opened one eye. the other being bandaged for some unknown reason. The eye gazedgslowly around the room. showing sur- prise. Suddenly she sat up. With a groan she lay back on the pillows -0-h. I'm sore Beg pardon, Miss, began the maid Grandmotherf Patricia screamed with sudden thought. It's all mv faultg shes old. eed. she is. Miss: ut s e's a riv Your brother is giving her lessons in running a Ford, right now 'Oh. said Patricia. and she sank back against the pillows. Lessons, she repeated, chuckling to herself Jaxsr Brno 9B How to Judge a Picture Above all, I might say that the education of most of us who have been born in America has been neglected in respect to art. You will look at pictures and admire them. But have you the ability to judge a picture? No, very few of us have. But you will notice, when you arc in an art gallery, that most of the famous paint ings have been painted by French, Italian, or Dutch artists. In looking at a picture the first question we should ask ourselves is regarding the ma terial, or technical features of it. The two lead ing features of painting are form and color, and, as distinguished from the other iine arts, principally color. It is my purpose to point out what I deem to be false and crude in art, as well as to in dicate what is good. So. the first caution I may offer regarding color is: beware of bright pic tures, for they are generally bad. Some of the greatest masterpieces, especially among the Venetians and the modern Spaniards. are highly keyed in color and brilliant in effect. Color does not mean brightness alone. It does not mean that a colorist is one who deals in flaming colors. But he is one who justly re gards the relationship. the qualities. harmony, shadow, half-tint or bright light. Do not be led astray, then, by glare or glit ter, or gaudy picture. Follow the same good judgment you perhaps display in daily life. XIIOLET GRo:H.aNs 9.-K. S I RIO I 13' 3. L I so Ind , is h 11 ght. I I ..' ' , . 'i -'z 3 -5- . M . P31 T3 ie- as Er