Central School - Deeds and Misdeeds Yearbook (Decatur, IN)

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18- DEEDS AND MISDEEDS ELLA MUTSCHLER, Geography and Hygiene. We regret very much that Miss Mutschler had to leave school on ac¬ count of ill health. We trust that at the opening of school next fall she will be with us. However, we wish to thank Mrs. Lower for filling her place. We have a very capable sub¬ stitute in the person of Mrs. Lower whom we all appreciate and wish to thank. -o—--- We think the 8 A’s will attain a fair degree of success in high school provided: Isabel McGill is allowed to have a sack of candy conveniently near at all times. You know she is trying to reduce. Robert Kiess is not obliged to hurry too much. Florence Anderson is allowed to express her opinions freely. Yauglin Hilyard is not asked to recite. James Kocher is not asked to commit anything (except pranks). The statuary is on solid founda¬ tions and the pictures are securely fastened to the wall so that Melvena Smitley may sail ahead at full speed. Herman Lankenau is not asked to use muscular movement. Tommy Haubold does not find that timidity and gentlemanly be¬ haviour are handicaps. Betty Macklin is allowed to use her Irish wit. Helena Aughenbaugh may have Wilma Chronister as private tutor. Don Koos has his bottle of milk daily. Robert Butcher is not too tim ' d to let the teachers know how bril¬ liant he really is. Mary Jane De Vor is allowed to use her dramatic art. Stanley Kenworthy is allowed to rest every other day. Paul McGill will be given credit for cartooning. Robert Scherer is allowed to spell phonetically. Ernest Uhrick doesn’t find it necessary to muss his immaculate toilet. Chalmer Werst is permitted to talk through his teeth. Margaret Farrar is graded on her low, sweet voice. Harriet Wallace is provided with sufficient excitement to make life interesting. Marie Crider is permitted to chew gum incessantly. June Miller and (23) Helen Draper can be found without the a ' d of a microscope. Harry Baumgartner may con¬ tinue to be a Doo-little. Iris Acker is never asked to think. Wilma Chronister continues to be so sociable. ■-o- When we were going through the factories last Thursday Harriet Wal¬ lace said to Miss Coffee, “I am so scared my heart is beating.” Miss Coffee—“My dear child, we hope it is,”

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DEEDS AND MISDEEDS —17 THE IDEAL ATHLETE We all have our ideals and try to live up to them. In athletics there are ideals the same as in business or ■anything else. I wonder if we have the proper ideals and the right con¬ ception of what an ideal athlete is. Great coaches differ on the qualifica¬ tions that an athlete should have to be called ideal. There are some qualifications that all coaches agree that the ideal ath¬ lete should have. One of these is scholarship. It is generally agreed that if a man shirks hard work in the class room he will do the same thing on the athletic field. Zuppke of Illinois and Dobie of Cornell are two of the great coaches that believe this. A coach has enough to worry about without continually striving to keep a man up in his subjects. An athlete should be unselfish and not play for personal honor. This trait is called ‘‘playing the bleach¬ ers.” A basketball man must be will¬ ing to sacrifice his chance to make a long shot in order to pass the ball to a team mate under the basket. The quarterback on the football team should not try to carry the ball on every play when the team is close to the goul line. In a class in one of the large coach¬ ing schools of the country the pro¬ fessor was trying to show how a man could be graded, and he suggested that .a certain per cent, be given for offense and a certain per cent, be given for defensive ability and also thirty-five per cent, be given for atti¬ tude. There was some surprise shown when this remark was made but the professor went on to explain. Under attitude he put ability to get along with the coach and the other men on the team. We call this team spirit. This is a quality that is en¬ tirely lacking in many high school teams and it should be developed. The perfect team should love each other like brothers and think more of the team than of the individuals that compose it. A man that will not take oiders will do the school a favor if he does not try for a team. There are so many men that feel that the coach can not get along without them. If they could only be made to realize that they are hurting only themselves. The coach can always get another job and will have teams year after year when they are out of high school and not permitted to play on the team. The quitter is another type. He is the man that comes out for every¬ thing but quits the first time that he feels that he is being imposed upon. We have them in every school. The experienced coaches do not put any faith in these men and expect them to quit the first week or two. The direct opposite of this type is the man that sticks regardless of what happens. Let us always remember that the world loves a STICKER. There is also the man that does not train. He will smoke the moment that the coach has turned his back. We do not want men that have to be watched .all the time as we can find plenty of these in the state prison. In conclusion I would say that the ideal athlete must be unselfish, con¬ scientious, willing to take orders, team spirited, a fighter, a worker, a lover of his school, a trainer, and a STICKER. •—M. A. Kennedy. -o- “Mayor,” asked Chief of Police Betty Macklin, “What shall we do to Mr. Brown? He has confessed to having driven his Ford at the rate of forty-five miles an hour.” “Fine him for exaggeration!” snap¬ ped Harriet.

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DEEDS AND MISDEEDS —19 GHOSTS OF THE PAST Sitting in his office, hero ' cally try¬ ing to copy grades on the report cards that were due the next day, Mr. Brown finally succumbed to the demands of tired nature and fell asleep. He himself, admits that there is something somewhat spooky about the big building when deserted, especially as the hour approaches midnight. So it was with no little alarm that he was aroused by the sound of strange vo ces evidently in¬ dulging in a heated argument. Upon investigating he found that the old desks were in a reminiscent mood and the following conversation took place: Said one, “At what a pace we live. Speed seems to be the slogan of the hour. I do declare that I can feel the varnish on my face crack from the expansion caused by new ideas thrust upon me by Robert Butcher.” “I know mine was blistered today listening to the advanced theories of Betty Mackl ' n,” chimed a second dask. “When you are as old as I,” sagely remarked another, “you will have no varnish to be concerned about and you will find it a great comfort. Neith¬ er will you be abused by having names carved upon you for all the present generation needs to do is to trace the father’s name which he so deftly carved when a boy. “Listen,” commanded another, “I have seen all kinds of girls. I have been the repository of their treasures these many years. Their chews of gum parked along my framework are black with age. They have giggled and whispered behind the protect ' ng shelter of my desk top and have shed a few tears or made a few snoots at the teacher to relieve their feelings.” ‘‘And, as for styles,” added another feelingly, “I’ve seen ’em through slicked-backed hair terminating in a Psyche knot to the balloon-eared type inflated with rats and finally the shorn lamb of the present day. I’ve weath¬ ered the leg ’o mutton sleeve, wasp waist, trailing skirts and bustles. I have heard the same old cry concern¬ ing a decadent nation as each wave of fashion has engulfed them. I ex¬ pect to hear it again when this frenzy for wading costumes has abated and another style has come to shock the eager public.” Then the sad faced desk out in the hall-way (the seat reserved for social outcasts) contributed its quota: “A bobbed haired girl confided to anoth¬ er in my presence that some boy was a dear but as he had only one suit of clothes and could not dance she would have to discourage his atten¬ tions.” “Terrible,” chorused all the desks. This outburst thoroughly awakened Mr. Brown and, as he hurriedly made his way toward the assembly to learn the cause of the confusion, the speeking of his new shoes betrayed h ' s coming, and the desks, like their daily occupants, sank into respectful silence. -o- “Any abnormal children in your classes?” asked the inspector. “Yes,” repl’ed the school ma’am sadly, “two of them have good man¬ ners.” Mrs. L,ower—“And now, Paul, how many poles are there?” Paul McGill—“They is seventeen lives next door to us.” “What made your teacher so angry?” asked Johnnie’s father. “Oh,” said Johnnie, ”we was talk¬ ing about trees, and I asked her if she had ever seen a pink palm. She said ‘No,” and I showed her my palm! ”