Central Manual Training High School - Record Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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In baseball the team started out as though they had the championship within their grasp, but owing to hard luck two costly league games were lost. Many thanks to Mr. Vincent A. Clarke who kept the team upon its feet by his untiring efforts. A The tennis team, with Albert R. Stuetz captain, also deserves credit for its line performance. throughout the season. In cricket the team was most successful, living up to the standard or past years. Almost every teacher in the school has tried his best to make us understand his subject, but none can surpass Albert Paul Willis. Prof. Willis, the man of a little more gambogef' lectures on supporting a family, causing us much amusement. We drew plans of our house, and this passed away many pleasant hours in the cellar counting the number of pieces of coal or bricks, in order to get all the data necessary. Paul Albert was also chief engineer of the Assembly Room Moving Picture Company. He gave us picture talks, illustrated with ughs, ahs and huhs,'l which added one hour of sleep, once a week, to our roster. Prof. Geisler, our electricity teacher, happens to be the kind the fellows are looking for-young, attractive and always ready to watch the fair damsels on Seventeenth Street. Mr. Vincent A. Clarke, our popular instructor, certainly tried hard to make clear the different machines, and how to use them. VVhether in vain can only be shown by the course of time, but the pleasant periods spent in his machine shop shall never be forgotten. ' The David Garrick Club gave its annual play, entitled A Yankee's Love, at the Mercantile Hall, which turned out to be a greatisuccess. I A All the various other clubs did much to bring the fellows in closer contact with each other, and thereby did a great deal of good. After three years of toil and tribulations we passed the dreaded examinations and look for- ward to passing out into the world. Have we spent these years in vain? Only time can answer N. - T ' Yes Of ko' WILLIAM HARRIS HENSZEY. 80

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lteitlefg Indies and GCllffl'1lIC'1l, Guests, ,Fellow Citizens and Fa1'mcrs:-- If you can't get seats. stand up. I am about to open your eyes to a most weird and fascinating extravaganzag to reveal to you the true condition of these future greats in 1929. I am glad to see you here. To tell the truth, I never imagined that so many people were interested in us, outside of our creditors. Ihope that you will enjoy our exercisesg I say mfr exercises because we paid for them our ot the money we raised by pawning our commencement gifts. Until a few weeks ago I knew naught of the future of the class of 1909. But being the seventh son of the seventh daughter. Dame Fortune, directed by that special providence which watches over all fools, took me under her wings and revealed to me the future of my classmates. It is sur- prising what this bunch looks like twenty years hence. I was sitting in the chemical laboratory one afternoon when suddenly there appeared before 1ny eyes a strange mist 5 my classmates faded from my sight and I then found myself alone in the room. Softly the door opened and a man whom I had never before seen walked in. The thing that first attracted my attention was that he wore the cap and bells of a common jester. There was something strange and unnatural in his appearance, which filled me with an uncanny fear. ' He informed me that he was a messenger from the Paradise of Fools, of which I had unani- mously been electcd a memberg therefore the master of the realm had sent him to my aid in solving the question of the future of my class. His airship was waiting outside, and as I took my seat he handed me a cap, such as he wore. which he told me to put on. I did so. when gradually my sight began to fail me.: I felt that I was sinking, sinking, and then-all was dark. 52 l i 1 in ,.imulIMlll1llrllilliillllllllwlllll