Charlotte High School - Witan Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1932 volume:

T h c W I T A N SENIOR NUMBER JANUARY- 19 2 [• D rf y V O I. L M K X I N UM BBR I ¥1 u hJ i.O. ' Ojl .1 Vv_ c BOARD OF EDUCATION '3 FIT2HUCH STREET. SOUTH ROCHESTER. NEW YORK 3 ■2� lo )C o 'pV MRS HENRY 3. DANFORTH ■ «•IOINT MfRBCRTS. WECT BUFtRIMTCNOCNT J. SANKEY MULLAN eCCNCTARY � • «_ � I , • « , • 1 � 1 • •«« • MRS HENRY G. DANFORTH JAMES P. O. OUFFY CHARLES F WRAY JAMES W OKAY MRS. CORA ALORICH FORSYTH COMMISSIONERS Miss Violet E. Rentschler Editor-in-Chief, The Witan Charlotte High School Rochester, New York My dear Miss Rentschler: Let me extend to you and through you to the entire school my sincere congratulations upon the eminently successful ten year period of The Witan. Your celebration of this tenth anniversary can be held with the knowledge on the part of all that your paper, throughout the ten years of its history, has stood for the solid things in school life and has stood for them in such a manner as to be both charming and convincing. Mr. Butterfield brought in to me in person a copy of the first edition that was published. During the years that have passed since that time, I have seen enough of the paper to judge of its merit. There is no greater art in life than to stand for the things that are good and true and yet to do it in a way that commands both the affection and the respect of one's fellows. This is equally true of a school paper. I think your record in all this has been excellent and I do extend my heartiest congratulations. Very sincerely yours November Thirty 19 3 1 1 719001 • • • •• • • • .. The W I I A . • • • m 0 9 • •• • • r • • • - • • t CHARLOTTE Nathaniel G. West, Principal 4 HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN CfjrtetmaS Greeting! Another Christmas draws near. This is a year of material depression. Each of us has learned through enforced econo- mies that many seeming necessities are indeed luxuries after all. Ir is most certainly true that Christmas this year will have unusual spiritual values, since our simpler living brings higher thinking on true values in life. Therefore, may your spirit be deeply stirred In the true meaning and beauty of Christmas and may this be in very truth your happiest season of peace and good will! Most sincerely yours, 5 CHARLOTTE The WITAN Miss Grace E. Pai. i., acting Girls’ Adviser during the sabbatical leave ol Miss Margaret Miner Isjl lrt RijJii Firit Rou Mu. Woodman, Mi � Kmersom, Mr. Bird, Mi� Sa -e, Mr. Tracy, Mr. Denison, Mr. West, Ml Chiioi, Mr. Lee, Mrs. Demise, Mr . Ward, Mr. Ticiienor, S eonJ Ron Mint Sharer, Mi� Br � w x, Mi Booth, Mis Lathror, Mir McHale, Mi Newman, Mis Bitter, Mi� Watt, Mi Doehler, Mis CaraOher, Mis Whelbmax, Mi� Stowbi.i., Miss Vak- AutyvE, Mi� � Cashmah, Mi � I'ai TAM ?o Mr. Courtney, Mr. Walker, Mr. Krtsstont, Mr. True, Mr. Oman , Mr. Br.i.i, Mr. Pivotr, Mr. I.acy, Mr. Mmrt, M . Kxrieitt, Mr. |ar m, Mr. R nkitt, Mr. Wtmuio. 6 HIGH SCHOOL The VVITAN Class Motto . Class blower . Miss Joyce B. Sharer Class Adviser “Keep the Beacon Burning!’’ .......................Rose ..............Red and White 7 Class Colors . PERCY ANDREWS i 2 Alonzo Street “Hold the fort! I am coming! Candy Committee 4; Class President 4; Class Vice-President 2, 3; Erench Honor Society 2,3; Glee Club 1,2,3, President 4; Hi-Y 2, Treasurer 3,4; Inter-High School Chorus 4; Latin Honor Society 3,4; Poster Committee 3; Senior Play 4; Senior Male Quartette 4; Soccer 3; Social Committee 3,4; Student Council t,2 3,4; Witan Staff f,2, 3,4; Track 1,2,3. Rl TH F. PUNNETT 1776 Ridge Road, W. A fence above all earthly dignities; A still and quiet conscience. Basketball 2,3,4; Bowling 4; Candy Committee, Chairman 4; Class Secretary 4; G.A.A. Secretary 3; Glee Club 4; Library Committee 3, 4; Press Club Secretary 4; Riding 2,3,4; Senior Play 4; Thrift Com- mittee 3; Tri-V 3; Witan Staff 4. VIOLET E. RENTSCHLER 4« Atwell Street E'en the' vanquished, she could argue still Class Vice-President 3; French Honor Society 3,4; Girls’ Arhlctic Association 1; Guardian of the Flag 4; Latin I lonor Society scriba 4; National Honor Society 3,4; Senior Play 4; Student Council 3, Secretary 4; Thrift Committee 1,2; Witan Staff 1,3; Editor in Chief 4. ARTHUR GORDON 4717 Lake Avenue If’hence is thv learning? Hath thy toil o'er books consum'd the midnight oil! French Honor Society 3,4; Latin Honor Society, President 3,4; Noon-1 lour I louse Committee 4; Senior Play 4; Soccer 3,4; Standard Bearer 4; Student Council 4; Swimming 3; Tennis Manager 3,4; Witan Staff 2,3. WILBERT J. BUCHIN 94 till Street Heeds, not tcords.” Book Exchange Committee 2,3, Manager 4; Class President 4; Class Vice-President I; Commercial Honor Society 4; Northern Light Staff, Editor-in Chief 4; Senior Play 4; Social Committee 3; Student Council 4; Thrift Committee 2,3; Witan Staff 4; Zeitgeist Club President 4. X BETTY ANNE BRIGGS 40 Tuppcr Street She is pretty to walk with. And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on. 2)4 years at Monroe High School. FRANK CAMPBELL 88 Britton Road This life, so far as I understand Is an enchanted fairy land, Where pleasure is the magic wand.” Assembly Committee 4; Basketball 2; Candy Committee 4; Chemis- try Club3; Class President 2; Hi-Y 2, Secretary 3, Vice-President 4; Northern Light 4; Student Council 2,4; io-to Plan Committee 4; Wiran 3. WILLIAM WMF.ROY CASS 3824 Lake Avenue Step by step, we saw his steady gain. Assembly Committee 2,3,4; Baseball 2,3,4; Basketball 1,2,3,4; Bowling 3; Hi-Y 2,3,4; Soccer 2,3,4; Student Council 3; Track 2; Social Committee 3; Witan Staff 4; Wrestling 2; Zeitgeist Club 4 CAMPBELL B. CRITTENDEN 4$ Kcmphjirst Road They say a carpenter's known by his chips Baseball 4; Basketball 3; Poster Committee 4; Riding 3. SAMUEL DeMATO 8; Wyndham Road ) on get the news 'll print it. Baseball 2,3,4; Chemistry Club 3; Hi-Y 1, Secretary 3 and 4; Inter Class Basketball 2,3; Northern Light 3,4; Soccer 3,4; Witan Staff 3; Zeitgeist Club 4. 9 45 Strohm Street JEAN DENISE ESTES Lift ts a jest, and all things show it; ” though so once, but now 1 know it. Assembly Committee 4; Basketball 2,3; Candy Committee 4; Class Secretary 4; Class Prophet 4; Glee Club 1,2,3,45 Mixed Quartette 4; Operetta 3; Orchestra 1,2,3, President 4; Senior Play, Business Manager 4; Tennis 3,4; Thrift Committee 2, 3,4; Tri-Y 3; Witan Staff Secretary 4; Zeitgeist Club 4. ERNEST V. EVE «21 Latta Road There is a great ability in knowing how to conceal one's ability Assembly Committee 4; Glee Club 4; Senior Quartette 4; 10-10 Plan Committee 4. AXEL V. JOHNSON 31 Valley Street Sure as his gun. Baseball 1,3; Basketball 1; Glee Club 2; Photography Club 3; Senior Play, Assistant Stage Manager 4; Soccer 1; Witan Staff 2. GLADYS MAE GROTZINGF.R 42« Lake Avenue She needs not the foreign aid of ornament, lint is when unadorn d, adorn'd the most. Candy Committee 4; Class Secretary 1,2,3; Class Testator 4; Com- mercial I lonor Society 4; G.A.A. 1,2, Council 3; I handbook Commit- tee Chairman 4; Hockey 1; Publicity Committee 3, Chairman 4; Senior Play 4; Student Treasurer 4; Tennis 1,2, Manager 3; Thrift Committee 1,2, Secretary 3, Manager 3,4; Tri-Y 3; Witan Staff 1, 2; Zeitgeist Club 4. WILLIAM E. FARRESS 74 Rand Street Ready to follow when they lead the way. Candy Committee 4; Hi-Y 3,4; Orchestra 3,4; Safety and Order Committee 3; Senior Play 4; Soccer 4; Witan Staff Business Manager 3 and 4; 10 10 Plan Committee 4. 3 years at Tech. High. 10 North Greece AVERY LOCKNKR Music Moonlight I rcnch Honor Society 3,4; Glee Club 2, President 3, Vice-President 4; Inter-High School Chorus 4; Latin Honor Society 3,4; Senior Play 4; Senior Quartette 4; Social Committee 4; Track 3; Witan Staff 4; Wrestling 3. LOIS MARSH i 17 Mason Street Her air, her Planners, all who saw admired. Assembly Committee 4; Candy Committee 4; French I lonor Society 3; Glee Club 2,3.4; Latin Honor Society Secretary 4; Press Club 4; Senior Day Committee 4; Senior Play 4; Witan Staff 4. CHARLES A. RICHARDSON Cheltenham Road Science, when well digested, is nothing hut gooil sense and Reason. Assembly Committee 3,4; Basketball Manager 3; Chemistry Club 3,4; Glee Club 2,4; Inter-High School Chorus 4; Northern Light 2,3; Photography Club 2,3; Safety and Order Committee 2,3,4; Senior Day Committee Chairman 4; Senior Play 4: Senior Quartette 4; Witan Staff 3. HAROLD SMITH 213 Beach Avenue “......the elements so mixed in him that nature might stand up and say to all the world, “ This was a man!” Assembly Committee 2,3,4; Baseball 1,2,3, Captain 4; Basketball 1, Captain 2,3 and 4; Class President 1,2,3 and 4; French Honor Society 3,4; Hi-Y Secretary 2 and 4, President 4; Latin Honor Society 3, President 4; National Honor Society 4; Publicity Commit tec 3; Senior Play Stage Manager 4; Soccer 1, Captain 2,3 and 4; Student Council 1,2, Vice-President 3 and 4, President 4; Social Committee 3; Witan Staff 2,3; Tennis 2,3,4. JAMES C. WEEKS 10 Frey Street Helpfulness abides with him Candy Committee 4; Glee Club 2,3,4; Hi Y 3,4; Noon-Hour House Committee 4; Mixed Quartette 4; Northern Light Staff 4; Publicity Committee 4; Senior Play 4; Senior Quartette 4; Soccer 4; Swimming 20; Wrestling 1,2,3, Manager 4. 11 CHARLOTTE The VVITAN All the world's a stage And all the men and women merely players.” Charlotte I ligh School was our stage and the class of 1932, the players. We made our entrance in January, 1928, our headquarters being Mr. Bennett’s room, 207. During our first year we dropped the role of stu- dents for awhile and held a party in the Assembly Hall, which was not successful as our male actors had not yet learned the art of dancing. As time went on, we began to play our parts more expertly, more nonchalantly, and we gave a party in the Practice House which was a success. But all companies must have stars. Harold Smith, Pomeroy Cass, Violet Rcntschler and Gladys Grot- zinger comprised the entire executive cast of the Student Council in their Junior year. Also we had musical fame. Jean Estes was one of the repre sentatives from Charlotte, chosen to go to Detroit for the National High School Chorus. Then there was keener competition among our players for a part in the National Honor Society, than in any other class in school. This year we took a trip to Cobourg with no resulting casualties, though Percy was nearly left in Canada when he couldn't find his ticket. He would have been there yet had not Miss Sharer rescued him. In May, 1931, we played our parts professionally and presented Seventeen.” our senior play at Jefferson Junior High School. Lovers of nature as well as actors in the role of students, we decided to have a picnic at Letchworth Park. Arthur forgot that the picnic was on Saturday and after collecting him and filling the gas tanks, we proceeded on our way. Everything was fine as Bill Farress hail done a very good job of supervising the picnic, bur when we came to eat the hots, it was revealed that Gladys had forgotten of all things, on a picnic, the mustard! Nevertheless every- body ate their fill and afterwards went sight seeing in the park in spite of the heat. Some of our actors went on the musical stage, forming a quarter and persuaded the Grange to send them to the State Fair. Here they saw only sheds and sheds of cows, according to one of the members. Having sung their numbers they were asked to pay the outrageous sum of two dollars for checking their costumes. Their costumes were Scotch. Once again we contributed to the real stage, but now being very professional, we went on the road and played four times being unable to meet a fifth engagement. This notable production was The Florist Shop. By combining the presentation of the play and the musical talents of some of our members we gave an all senior program in assembly. Outstanding as we players have been, we wanted to keep our good name by making a very dramatic contribution to our school. Therefore we arc turning out the first Charlotte High School handbook as our class present to our Alma Mater. But now it is time for us to make our exits and leave to our successors a new stage, fully equipped, a new company and a new audience with plans for a brilliant future. Ruth Punnett Class Historian EVIDENCE Here is the bower where she has lain Watching the reluctant feet of dawn Over the heavens, dim-lit with pearly rain Thru fleecy clouds unto the fragrant lawn. Here her own feet have hurried like the fawn Over the mystic carpet with nightingale and crane. A fairy figure that some hand has drawn Back ro the unknown heavens whence she came. Here is the wood that answered to her song Echoes cooler than dim note of bird. Here is the pathway that led her along Beauty unseen and song unheard. These are the tangled vines that blurred Her fairy figure, slim and swift and strong. This is the magic door whose mystery lured This is the mute oak w ho knows which way she’s gone. I 2 HIGH SCHOOL The WITAN y v Jrvsw ei v Class Propfliecy £ ? 4 7S I was walking, one bright spring day, in the more slummy part of our Flower (Flour) City, thinking about—nothing in particular, as usual, when a sign, a peculiar, odd sign, attracted my attention. It read, Prince Ali Bendou, Crystal Gazer.” I looked ar it, thought, now, maybe I’ll go in.” I changed my mind, started to walk away and then suddenly found myself half way up a steep pair of evil smelling dark stairs leading to the Crystal Gazer’s haunt. I had had in my mind, lately, the desire to see some of the members of my graduating class, the Class of 32 and down deep in my mind I had an idea that Ali Bendou might be the solution of my problem. Prince Ali Bendou astonished me by the way he resembled the stairs, evil looking, dark, dirty and odorous. I asked him his price to read the present, future and past in his crystal, and after a mental qualm over that price, sat down to watch him. I had explained to him that I had come to find out about my old classmates and as I watched him I too, seemed to pass under a spell so that I could sec figures in the crystal. Our of the clear glass seemed to appear a stage and on that stage, acting the memorable Peter Pan” of Maude Adams times was was I seeing things? Yes, no—it was Gladys Grotzinger. Of all things! But then she had been good in our senior play although I really thought Grutzy would eventually be married to some blonde young man who dances even better than a gigolo. Oh, what’s this? I sec a smart. Fifth Avenue Barber Shop and Ernest Eve trimming the sideburns of an oil magnate. He should be very good at this particular form of hair cut. My, what a beautiful picture that is appearing in the crystal. Blue sky, green trees, shrubs and birds and a beautiful blonde lying in the sunlight on a large cloistered porch. And the man? No other than Parrish, the artist, painting this beautiful picture. The girl, how exquisite. There, she turns around and oh my, oh my, why did 1 ever come here? It is my own sweet, demure, Violet Rentschler. Yes, it is! There is no argument, and taking a model’s place posing for Parrish. Oh, I know that place, appearing, faintly at first, and then clear. It is Fifth Avenue, in New York City. But see the young man walking there with the flaming red locks—and—yes, those two girls he has on cither arm have auburn hair too. It is—why—it really is Wilbert Buchin. I always knew something terrible would happen to him if he insisted on going with girls, girls and more girls decked with red hair. He even has gone to the extenr of dyeing his own hair that bright red. Poor Wilbert! Then, here’s yes, myself. And what am 1 doing? Oh, yes, I have kindly consented to take the place of that deceased Maestro, Damerosch at his piano stool, giving daily lectures on music appreciation and theory over the National Broadcasting Net Work. My only regret is that I haven’t two or three grandchildren to hold on my knee, or to have sit on the piano so that I can have our pictures taken for Newsreel. Speaking of music, sec that concert hall with the huge crowd and almost as large a piano sitting on the platform. (The piano, of course, sitting on the platform, not the crowd) Thunderous applause and here comes the artist, with long curly hair, and large neck scarf. It is Lois Marsh. I always thought she would lie an artist. Oh look' Where is Art Gordon going on that strange looking boat? I lis passport is in French. As he hands it to the authorities we see that it is made out to Arthur Gordon, Ph. I). He fades leaving our curiosity unsatisfied. And who is that perfectly stunning girl in the leopard skin coat, leaning on the arm of I don’t recognize the man? Who is it? Oh, yes, Betty Briggs. Bur somehow- I can’t remember much about her. Oh, ves, she came in late from Monroe High School and her one great characteristic was her attraction for our male sex. There’s Bill Farrcss. I haven't seen him in ages. He seems ro be talking an awful lot, doesn't he? What’s he saying? Why that’s a circus tent he is 3 CHARLOTTE The WITAN standing in front of. And—yes—he is a ballyhoo talker for Fingling Brothers Circus. What a man! And I had always thought he was rather quiet, and bashful. Water please! Burr—burr—just to look at that scene freezes me up. Snow, great lights in the sky and appearing in the distance a dog-sled. My, that man looks cold too. Why—Percy Andrews, so that is what he is doing. Exploring the Arctic. This is a good place for him to be, but even though he looks cold, I would bet my whole weeks’ pay (S.coo) that he is sweating under all those hear skins. Speaking of the arette regions, who is that going from igloo to igloo? Why, it’s Jimmy Weeks, and what is he doing? Oh, he’s a traveling salesman for Fanny Farmer’s Candy. He always was good at selling candy in school. But somehow or other I thought Eskimos ate tallow or somepin and not candy. Maybe it’s Jimmy’s personality who knows? Boy, after all that cold weather, this is the kind of place I would like to visit. A hula hula land from all the weather signs. I-ook at that girl dance. She looks like an American. Why she is! Suddenly, I feel faint. I never thought Ruth Punnett would come to this . . But there is an old saying, Still water runs deep. Well, if that isn’t dear old Avery I Kkner singing away. From the looks of things he must he vocalizing, as Mr. Marsh used to say. Oh, dear, I wish 1 had a voice like that, a voice that actually lulled people to sleep. This looks like yes, it is -good old New York City again. And by all appearances that is a news- paper building. It surely is. I always like to go through newspaper buildings (thanks to Miss Paul). Here's the F.ditor-in-Chief’s office. It’s marked private. But who cares? The Editor himself! Well, well, well, as I live and die! It is Axel Johnson suc- ceeding in Art Brisbane’s place as Editor of the New York Journal. Whar a class, rhat class of '32 was. We seem to be traveling all over New York City today. Here we arc at the Yankee Stadium appear- ing in the clear crystal. Everybody is all excited about something. My, look at rhat big handsome fellow hatting. Hooray, it’s a home run. And yes, vou guessed it, it’s Smitty! But here’s a secret I learned. He can’t run bases any better than he used to when playing on Charlotte’s Champion (?) Base- ball team. Eookit rhar good-looking man stump-talking to a group of people right on Broadway. Why, it’s Cam Crittenden, and he’s a salesman for Ford Cars. Thar rakes me right back to the good old days when Cam’s mania was to remodel old cars. But I thought he leaned toward the Essex. Well, the Ford is a good car. The next scene that is being unfolded from the crystal is a football game at Notre Dame. Notre Dame and Northwestern. And who's sitting on that bench. As usual a good player from rhe side-lines is Sam DcMato. He always was a good player in rhat same position on the soccer team at Charlotte. Oh, last but not least, I remember Pomeroy Cass. He always did seem to come in last even in the crys tal. And here he is as an acrobat and tumbler, traveling under the assumed name of Spigo from town to town. A tumbler is good! The best part ol Pomeroy is the way he falls down. Suddenly, a long, slim Austin looms into view and we see Frank Campbell at the wheel. Now Frankie's Mamma and Papa can have the Buick. The glass is becoming cloudy strange zig-zag dashes of tire appear followed by a cloudy foamy looking substance which crystallizes into white specks violently agitated like flakes of snow in a blizzard. Ali Bendou, puzzled, reverses the ball and Charles Richardson momenrarily appears succeeded by a violent crash as the crystal flics to pieces. One look at Prince Ali convinces me that I have urgent business elsewhere. Jean Estes Class Prophet CREST Long slow waves of memoria come rolling, Slowly rolling over dark green trees and mist. And hills blurred gray with distance. Vines that climb in aimless wildness, And brow n drooped sunflowers, too old to remember Even a namesake. And long slow waves of memories come breaking. Breaking into colored specks of foam, Breaking into pictures, dreams and dust. Pictures of a purple plume of sunset color, And the glowing green purity of moss and dew; Dreams of afternoons, warm and tinted blue. Of hours and breaths too short to hold The infinitude of a rose or moon; •And the dust of unforgettable sorrow Almost forgotten. •4 HIGH SCHOOL The VVITAN tf H ' ¥ Class Will VVc, the exceptional class of January 1932 of Charlotte High School, Rochester, County of Mon roe. Stare of New York being of nervous, flighty, uncontrollable nature yet slightly intelligent and possessing some ability do, hereby, declare and print this our Will and Testament. I. We bequeath to Walter Smith a new list of girls' addresses and telephone numbers in case he runs out. II. We leave these three candidates Gertrude Rappold, Gertrude Wolff and Ruth Murphy as possible secretaries for Miss Sharer. III. We leave Mr. West time to eat his lunch at least once a week without interruption or delay. IN'. We leave in the new school a smell proof building so that the occupants of the school will not have to suffer when cats with white stripes come around. V. We are going to take Walter Gunklcr's persistence (particularly, in asking girls to dance) with us; we may need it at a future date. VI. We leave Gertrude Rappold a new manager of the Book Exchange in place of our dearly loved Wilbert VII. We regret taking the biggest share of the athletic teams with us but we leave Everett Lockner, Billy Petroske, and Walter Fox as candidates for future teams. VIII. Wc bequeath to Mr. True a mail box to put outside his door to save rhe girls, bringing the slips around, the embarrassment of going into the boys' study hall. IX. Wc leave to the next candy committee a large supply of soft candy for Mr. Lacy so that he can keep the fillings in his teeth. X. We bequeath to the future Handbook Com- mittee Saturday mornings for work; more can be accomplished. XI. We bequeath a glass case for the candy so that Benny the prize candy feeler can lose the habit we’re afraid he might make a mistake and embarrass himself in an uptown store. XII. Personal Requests: 1. To Mr. Enright, a throne; it can be used to good advantage in girls’ study hall. 2. To Hermeana Prvsock, Vi Rentsch ler’s style. 3. To Grace Eve, Jean Estes’ singing voice. 4. To Rudy Wendt, l.ois Marsh's burden of playing in assembly. c. To Dean Lawson, Pom Cass's special knack of making announcements. 6. To Arol Weiser, Jimmie Smith's ath- letic ability. 7. To Kenneth Mersey, Cam, Critten- den’s boldness. X. Art Gordon's grin to Frank Polka. 9. We leave rhe school the much antici- pated and long expected handbook. XIII. Lastly we appoint the class of June 1932 executors of this will. Should it prove too much for them we suggest the faculty as assistant executors. Clast oj January 1932 Gladys M. Grotzincer Class Testator Witnesses: President, Percy Andrews Secretary, Ruth Punnetr '5 The WIT AN CHARLOTTE Vj d V InV rr Literary Department ? 5W ?� A BEYOND THE FLOWERS The sky was an imperturbable ocean ofdepthless blue; and as the crimson sun sank very slowly to the horizon it seemed to draw up, in the cast, a little silver wisp of a moon. A few clouds were suspended peacefully in the west. Birds; the thrush and the lark, flitted over the fields, just clearing the tops of the grass and grain. A brown country road wound up the hills and down. And Old Tom trudged down into a valley, walked slowly toward the old house that was his home. Tom was short and ruggedly built, his skin darkened by rhe sun and the wind and the rain. His clothes, as his body, were rugged, old, and worn. He seemed tired; his feet dragged a little; but there was a hopeful and an expectant gleam discernible in his dark eyes. He had almost reached his house now. It was very small, built of large, Hat pieces of stone and roofed with their pieces of slare. The windows were small and curtained with scant draperies of coarse cloth. And the house was situated in the center of a half acre of carefully kept land. The yard in front was merely a smooth, very green lawn; hut in back many beds of blossoming flowers occupied the pre- cious space. There were long beds of roses and Straw flowers and hardy perennial plants. A single glance furnished assurance that it was the product of a careful and a skilled workman, and above all, a lover of flowers. 'Phis was Tom's garden; this was the cause of the hopeful gleam that escaped from beneath rhe shaggy brows of his large eyes; this was what Tom worked all day for; this was why he labor- ed in a neighbor’s field day in and day out. He was paying now the last fraction of the mortgage on that little plot of land; it would soon be his, all his own! His wife stood in the doorway as he came into the yard. She was neither short nor rugged; she was thinner than Tom and seemed to he not quite well. Her face wore an expression of fatigue, an expres- sion of endurance, endurance of a hopeless pain. Her hair was grey and long and a few strands vagrantly blew before her worn brow and her tired eyes. But Tom was not thinking of Hilda as he came up the door-path; he was thinking of his flowers, his garden, and of the short month before he would have it all paid for. How he cherished that garden, those flowers, those perfect flowers! How he admired the absolute perfection of each of his marigolds! Sixty- two years had taught him the supremacy of nature, had taught him to find an everlasting joy in the admiration of its beauty. Those flowers and the trees and rhe grass represented to him a God, a God whom he had heard little of, a God whom he could not imagine, but a God who was sufficient for Old Tom in the mere evidence a rose’s loveliness portrayed. No, he was not thinking of Hilda, or his supper, or his own weariness; he was thinking of his flowers. As he passed through the doorway he merely brushed by her, nor even noticing her presence. And after he had passed, his wife drooped her head a little lower and softly sighed. The supper was not ready and so Tom paused in the house merely long enough to wash rhe dust of the fields from his hands and face and then passed out again, this time into the back yard. He grasped his hoe, which was leaning against rhe wall of rhe house, and went to work in the garden. The profuse blossoming of his many colored flowers made him very happy and he whistled lightly as he hoed about the roots of the plants. This was his conception of a model occupation, this was the most pleasant thing a man could do. Such beauty, such colorful loveliness. And then a soft, saddened voice called him to supper. He did not heed the summons immediately; hut worked on until he had weeded out a little colony of plants and then he went into the house, washed again, and sat down at the small kitchen table. Hilda placed rhe victuals in front of him and finally sat down opposite him. The meal was a silent one. Old Tom ate hurriedly and spoke hardly a word. I lis wife ate very little and looked almost constantly at her husband. At the end of the meal he jumped up, gave a terse grunt of satisfaction, and darted immediately our of the door, determined to take full advantage of the scant half hour that remained before darkness. This he did, working steadily and diligently and when the darkness finally did arrive he put away his hoc reluctantly and before going indoors stood regarding with pride the beauty which t6 HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN was the product of his work and God s. Long minutes he stood there, thinking, admiring, loving. Inside the house he took off his shoes, put on a comfortable pair of slippers, dropped into the one easy chair of the household anil read for an hour from a periodical of ancienr date. Meanwhile Hilda sat near him and silently crocheted; she did not move except for the mechanical performance of her thin hands. And thus the evening passed. Sometimes she asked a simple question concerning his work and he invariably answered with a short “yes” or no or a nod of the head. Hilda was of no bother to him; she occupied none of his thoughts; he hardly knew she existed. His was a world of flowers and plants. And that was all that mattered to him—the flowers, their beauty, their superb loveliness, that was his world. And he went to bed thinking still of his flowers, quite oblivious of rhe process of undressing. He was tired and he went to sleep at once and slept soundly. But the next morning, an hour before dawn, he awoke; he seemed cold and he sat up to find that the room was chilly. So he got up and looked at the stove; the fire was very low, almost out. He replen- ished it and caused it to burn energetically. Then he went hack into rhe bedroom; bur before getting into bed he happened to glance at his wife. She was still and very pale. He looked closer and could dis- cern no breathing, lie felt of her skin and found it cold. He placed his ear above her heart and heard no hearing. She was dead. Neither Hilda nor Tom had any living relatives and they had very little money. So there was no funeral service nor any waiting. Tom buried her a few hours later in a (h x he fashioned from crude boards; he buried her in the yard, behind the flower beds. And after he had thrown the last spadeful of dirt into the newly made grave he walked slowly, with bowed head and shuffling feet, hack into the house. There he gathered up a few morsels of food and put them into a tin lunch pail. Then he returned to the yard. He now looked at the flowers, which swayed gently in the slight breeze and glowed in the bright morning sun, with contempt, even with hatred. Had he not ?elt so morose and so sick at heart, he would have trampled on everyone of them, then and there. But he did not feel like moving; he stared, with eyes far too sad for tears, ar the grave beyond the flowers. Where the evening before there was God he found nothing but a plot of grass beyond the flowers, he saw now the picture of a tired, beautiful face, a tender face, ever seeking compassion, a face more beautiful than a rose or a lily. Finally Old Tom did move. He walked very slowly to the road and began to climb the brown riblion that lead, this morning, only uphill, up a hill too steep for tired feet and a heart that was aching to give compassion hut could not. II. Ray Dudley TEAM WORK A gentle wind wafted big white snow flakes onto the small upturned nose of Jean Crampton. She held her head a tiny hit higher as she passed through the gate, into her yard. Running up the steps she was soon heard slamming the door behind her. Afrer throwing her sweater on a near-by chair, and her hat and gloves on the table, she curled up in the big Morris chair before the roaring fire. I ler broad, high forehead was furrowed in thought. She’d show those girls they'd lose the basket-ball game without the best center on the Sophomore team. They couldn't win without her. Thegamew'as Saturday, Sophs, w. Juniors. They had told her her passes wouldn’t work, they had made fun of her. Now she would watch the game, her black eyes snapped and she stared at the fire. Saturday dawned clear and cold. The snow was piled high on each side of the walk as Jean walked slowly our into the srreer. She arrived at the school early. There were a few people scattered about the balcony. She selected a seat near the front and waited. The minutes passed quickly and the balcony was filled. This was a big game for the school as each team had excellent players and this was the final game to decide the winner of the tournament. 'I‘he hand was playing and the two teams marched solemnly out onto the floor. The whistle blew, the game started; The substitute for center on the Sophomore team was a girl called Lei a. Jean knew her. She was considered clumsy, always fumbling the ball. The score stood six to nothing at the end of the first half. The game started again. Jean watched Leila’s long arms shoot up lor the ball. The other girl on the Junior team had seen the pass. Her foot went out Leila fell -. Five minutes later a girl was pulling Jean's sleeve, We’ve got to have you, ex- plain later ! ! she cried. Jean forgot she wasn't going to play, she forgot the girls hail made tun of her, she forgot everything except that her team was losing the game. She didn't hesitate. After five anxious minutes for the audience, Jean Crampton ran our onto the floor to take her place. The whistle Mew sharply, the game was in action. Jean was using her pass work, the girls responded. One basket two baskets the game was tied and one quarter more to play. Jean’s expert passwork made a third basket just a minute before the whistle blew for the end of the game. Jean was breathless and happy w hen the girls came to carry her triumphantly around the hall as their heroine. She knew now that the girls understood. Janet Ferguson, ‘34 17 The WIT AX C HARLOT 'I E STEFANSSON STUPEFIES STUDENTS Vilhialmur Stefansson, the noted explorer who honored us by a visit has proved a most interesting character. His parents were bom in Iceland and he has inherited their love of the North, and, perhaps, their Swedish tenacity. Mr. Stefansson has a most delightful personality and his eyes crinkle up at the corners when he laughs. His slight accent is odd at first, bur not noticeable after a short time. The great honors showered upon him by various societies and governments have not spoiled him and he appears a simple, kindly man. Dr. Stefansson had an excellent education and a fine position on the faculty at Harvard University. He gave up his position to join the I.effingwell- Mippclsen expedition to the Arctic Ocean. He con- fided that he had had chances to go to Africa “But, and a twinkle came into his blue eyes, “I would probably be dead by now the fevers you know. When asked how he became interested in anthro- pology he replied, “A long story, I don't have time now to tell it, but perhaps some other time So that will remain a mystery to us. Mr. Stefansson, when he left, turned and waving a friendly good-bye called: “Make it up out of your head the way all good reporters do. That is what I have done' IMPRESSIONS OF JUDGE ALLEN A low murmur of disguised comment emphasized the otherwise unbroken silence, somewhat as the buzzing of the blue Hies did in that famous court room scene a long rime ago, as the distinguished Judge Florence E. Allen entered the room accom- panied by several well-known citizens of Rochester. Ambition and success seemed to emanate from her whole being, but I was attracted especially by her facial expressions. Her eyes would laugh and her mouth would laugh in a wide grin which raised the corners at least an inch above the cenrer. Then in a second the corners of her mouth would seem, by comparison, to drop an inch below the center, although her eyes were still smiling. Another change and she would be the serious judge of the court. In Judge Allen's opinion ir was highly ! cncficial to have women in community life because it aroused public feeling. However, if there were children in the home, the woman's duty was in the home. She also added that many did not realize the father's place in the home. He should have just as important a part in the home life as the mother. I n referring to women on the juries, Miss Allen said that often they were nor as moved in trials as some men. In one specific case, a juryman had wept aloud and the foreman who happened to be a woman reported the accused guilty of the charge in as composed a tone as possible. All the Judge's statements were sandwiched be- tween humorous reminiscences of her life. Altogether she was a very entertaining speaker and an inspiration to anyone. Gf.hrjng Cooper, 33 DESTRUCTION Did you ever in the forest hear his music ring His low voice sing When in the stifling still of summer day He murmured, Stay Life is too short to waste In fast and furious haste AH things are worthless but unbroken rest And peace. He whom you now bring low is mightier far Than steam and steel machines and engines arc, He is monarch here whose tufted crown Lies in its green of glory on the ground. When you were sad his friendly arms did sweep Blue shadows down, and o’er your cars did creep His muffled melodies to lull you on to sleep And case. Cut down the trees with dirt and smoke and steel I One day will see you kneel Low in fear of a dryad’s ire, In palaces of fire, Raising your pleading voice to cry Against the blind and bland gold sky For dew and wind and low melodious sigh Of trees. E. D. SOLITUDE It is before thy altars, mystically dim Fragrant with inccnsc of the full-blown flower Melodious with the reverent breathing hvmn Ripe with the still perfection of the hour. Men’s souls arise in faint and smokc-likc prayer Furile and fruitless on the fragrant air. How can man be so mad and deaf and blind Confident in the strange delirium of his brain. Stumbling his way, perceiving in his mint! Naught but himself, his folly and his pain While, in thy perfection, e’en his wrath and storm Partake a lonelier and a purer form ? Here is all beauty. Here all words and music arc But the faint murmur of a far-off brook Alien as the image of a star Painful as the bird his song forsook. I shall go back to men’s cordiality Only to return, more eagerly, to thee! ’3 |S H SCHOOI. The WIT AN H i a PEACE 1 he nurse slowly drew the shade, softening the glare of the sunlight to a pleasant glow. She quietly rearranged the flowers, medicines, and linens on the small bedside table. Her patient glanced at her furtively and breathed a short sigh. Finally she looked about the room in silent self-approval and then left, closing rhe door quietly behind her. The room was very still. A vagrant fly buzzed about near rhe shade and sought the source of light. Another insect crawled about below rhe flowers. The breath of the sick man pulsed against rhe stillness. He opened and closed his fired eyes. watch ricked incessantly from rhe bureau-top. A faint wind stirred the curtain and then rhe shade. The sound of the breathing was drowned by the ticking of the watch. A peral fell from the flowers, wafted to the floor on the still air. The fly crept up the quilt and on to rhe sleeper’s face. The watch stopped. I he fly lay still on the forehead. I he breathing was still drowned for the breather, -----tired of days and hours, Blown buds of barren flowers, Desires and dreams and powers, And everything but sleep, lay breathless. RESPITE The sun sinks slowly, gloriously down to the earth’s horizon, pauses, when halt concealed, to open her fan of «olden light and spread it over the West. The birds, at rhis dismal signal, soften rheir songs but sing even more sweetly than before. Frogs, from the broad, level swamp, send up rheir singled calls to dominate the quiet evening atmos- phere. Small butterflies and insects leave the flowers and crass to silhouette themselves against the per- fectly graduated tint of amber that expires from r e sunken sun like some divine perfume and fad . upward into rhe heavenly blue, rhe debate blue of dcpthless air. From somewhere out of sight rhe regular, quier dip of an oar is heard. More of nature comes to the aid of irs own dominance as a lonely cricket causes a solo to pierce rhe stilled air, and rhe sound of the wings of intermittent June bugs vibrates thru rhe quietude. Then in rhe Fast a round orange moon rises from behind a hill of droop- ing pines and frames itself in their topmost branches. Another cricket’s song echoes in the distance, a bird calls a last low salutation across the swamp. The bugs no longer stir. Dew falls; stars appear slowly, one by one; and all is hushed, hushed. Do not stir now. Do not shatter rhis dream. Breathe softly. Warm the earth with the soft friction of vour heartbeat. Lie still. Sleep. ILK I). A LIFELESS SPOT I seemed to he in a different world, one of pre- historic surroundings. Decayed trees, black with age, and only their largest branches hanging, jutted from the unruffled water. Stumps, rotted, perhaps, b centuries of soaking, appeared like ghosts in a long-dead world. Here and there pond lilies or clumps of slimy moss floated on rhe stagnant water. Then an occasional Blue Heron, a ghost in itself, would flap its lazy wings skyward. On either side lay rock-like hills with no trace of life, barren, and laid waste by tire. Even rhe clouds above seemed to cease their drifting. All was lifeless. I w as in rhe midst of a Canadian swamp. II arold Smith, '32 JUST IMAGINE Latin is my greatest joy. Without Latin I should grow despondent and moody. If my Larin were taken from me, I would, in my dreams, see Caesar, Cicero, and Archias being foully murdered by Alge- bra fans. Poor Caesar would be thrown from a great height so that his fiendish assassinatorscould devolve the speed of a falling body so weighted down by ponderous affairs of state. CHARLOTTE The WIT AN And meanwhile poor Cicero has been entombed in the White House so that admiring history students can more easily visit- his grave. Mr. and Mrs. Hoover arc glad to be able to give something in behalf of the memory of a great man. And poor Archias! I le has been elected a citizen of Mars when he wants to reside in Jupiter. What a fate for poor, poetical Archias, ami Cicero, being entombed in the White House, is unable to sway the multitudes with his oratorical genuis. Poor Archias is doomed to an unhappy life. In Mars all the crea- tures arc mathematically inclined. They do nothing hut dig dirches at right angles and fly airplanes in straight lines. The inhabitants care not a fig for music, literature or poetry. And, since machines don’t cat, they have no figs to care with. There arc my three great historical heroes, con- signed to miserable fates. Vaguely to my cars comes a familiar voice: “And if some people would stay awake and pay attention in Latin class, perhaps they would get a more agreeable mark.” And I find that I have been sleeping in Latin Class! THK BUGLER The evening was cool, the smell of new cut hay hung lightly on the air, and the brilliant stars of the Milky way shone coldly on the small shelter halves of the overnight camp. Just at the brief space of time between twilight and night, there came the sound of a bugle, clear and sweet, and looking out of the back of the tent I saw the silhouette of the bugler against the cold, dark blue sky, as morionless as a rock, sounding, “Call to Quarters,” and to the rear of him, lofty maples swung their gigantic, arm-like branches slowly in the breeze. A little later I watched the same scene when he sounded Taps”, and the low buzz of the camp gradually grew silent while far away a lonely dog howled long and mournfully. Then the long-rc- membered scene was swiftly closed bv slumber. I Iarrv Grf.fr, ’32 SCRAM BOLA To bear or sec Scrambola anyone would rhink her useful days were over; that is unless be were ac- quainted with Scrambola. Despite its battered fenders and squeaky body, and rhe sad loss of its top during its younger days, Scrambola could still stand the wear and tear of the humpy detour from Charlotte ro Stone Road. It’s true one could never tell just when the old thing would, in a spiteful mood, refuse to run, or just when one of the tires would decide to blow out, but then a little tinkering will soon get it going again. It seems a miracle that Scrambola even runs at all; but then who ever heard of a model T stopping for good ? Margaret Gof.li.fr, ’33 ANNE HATHAWAYS GARDEN English gardens are said to be the most pictur esque and the loveliest in the world; and one of the quaintest and truest to English traditions is the garden of Anne Hathaway. The charming thatched cottage wirh its gabled windows and diamond panes of glass forms a perfect setting for one of the prettiest and most talked-of gardens in the world. The English cottage and its garden still stand, as in the days of Anne Hathaway, and Will Shakespeare. In 1910 when rhe last descendant of the Hathaway family died in the little cottage, it was purchased by the government. Both the cottage and the garden are in rhe same condition as they were in Anne Hathaway’s time. The quaint little gate still swings inward, and a flagged walk leads to the door. The walk is bordered with rows of nodding hollyhocks, and beyond is the garden itself full of fragrant and bright flowers. Anne’s garden was not only ornamental, hut it was the test of a good homemaker; for here she grew food for the tabic, medicine for times of sickness, and materials for perfume and sweet-meats. Close by rhe kitchen door is the salad-bed, and in another are the strewing herbs, formerly used for strewing church floors. Mint grown here in abundance was also used in churches. The flowers used for garnishing were nasturtiums, violets, marigolds, roses, and blue star- shaped flowers. Parsley, rosemary, and sage also grew here anti horchound used in making cough sirups and tansy for cakes and puddings at Easter- time. Most delicious confections were made from the roses. Candied rose-petals ami rose water we still enjoy, lmt the rose syrup, conserve, and vinegar of Anne I lathawav's tiny arc now only a tale that is told. So the influence of this quiet, little English garden, its beauty, perfume and utility have reached around the world, thanks to the magic of Will Shakespeare's pen. Behind him stands the woman who made, tended, and loved that garden until he came to love it, and wove it into his immortal plays for countless generations to enjoy. Etta Louise Rvast, 33 A TRAVEL PICTURE As I was coming home from Syracuse on the train, a picture Hashed by my line of vision which I can srill see in my mind. At the particular spot where I saw this picture, the railing ran along one side of the Barge Canal, while 20 HIGH SCHOOL The W I T A NT a concrete road wound its way along the other side. The train was speeding steadily homeward when there appeared on the canal a tug towing several barges, an automobile passed over the road, and an airplane zoomed overhead. Thus for a brief moment, four different means of transportation and com- munication presented themselves. The slow, puffing barge, the smoothly riding auto, rolling along the winding road, the screeching train, speeding relent- lessly down the straight track, and the zooming airplane, speeding ar a terrific speed through the unobstructed air above, showed the wonderful progress man has made in the development of transportation. This picture seemed to me rather unusual, as four such widely different means of travel are seldom seen in operation ar one rime. P. Andrews, ’ji CHRISTMAS MF.MORIES The kettle singing on the hob, the hot, bright fire, the soft, crunching sound of feet on the snow outside, the gay expectancy of the morrow, all tend to make this Christmas F.ve a merry one. Cheeses, pics, cakes, nuts, and beverages stand on the table ready for the feast to come. The deep easy chairs drawn invitingly close to the fire will soon be filled with happy occupants. There is but one flaw :n the whole of this content- ment; I am not to be permitted to stay for the fun. Even now mother has come in and bundled me up and pur me off to bed. As I lie awake I hear noises below. People are laughing and the constant pop of corks denotes that the party has begun. How to get downstairs! I hear the carollcrs singing below, who go from house to house singing about the new born Babe, but not a word about Santa Claus (or Daddy Christmas as he was known to me then). Where is the jolly old man? I go over to the fireplace and look up rhe chimney. A fire is not to be built in the grate tonight; Santa’s whiskers might catch fire. I look on the mantel piece to see if mother has pur rhe candy there which I am to get if I behave myself well until morning. I ger an idea ’ Going back to my bed I begin to cry very loud, in order to make myself heard above the others. After almost crying myself hoarse, mother comes running up the stairs and I tell her that I can sec bogey men on rhe wall. Mother’s powers of soorhing me seem to be a little lacking tonight, so I gain my end and I am carried down stairs. The living room which was so green, cozy, ami quiet is now filled with laughing people, good things to cat, and Christmas hymns are being played by the guests who are gifted with the talent to play and sing. Bur where is Santa Claus? After parraking of some of the sweets handed to me, I cuddle up in a very large green chair and fall asleep. Annie Rawlinson, '.� 4 THE HOl'SF. I INHERITED 'The wind blew fiercely. Ir was raining cats and dogs. I hastened up the steps slipping about a million times in the pitch black of the night because of my rubber soles. After fumbling around under the mar about an hour I finally found the key to the front door. I turned it in the lock with a click and pushed the tloor open Heavers, how musty ir smelled in there. I hoped that I’d find a candle or an electric light switch, but after feeling over the walls and lighting seventy-five matches, I decided that no such thing existed. The floor creaked terribly and I nearly jumped out of my shoes as the lightning hit a tree near by with a crack. Gosh, why hail I gone to the country in such a dilapidated affair as my old tin-lizzie. 1 knew it would hreak down some day, bur I hadn’t expected it to fall completely to pieces so soon. My thoughts wandered for a second, but after knocking my head on a mantle I came back with a start. I thought I’d remembered the house quite well. Ir seems I hadn’t. My Unde had dial a year ago and left me this old place and this was the first time in years rhnr I had seen ir (rather felr ir.) Suddenly I felt myself shoot into space. ()h-h-h, had I stepped into an elevator shaft? There had been one I remembered. Well, if I had, I had come to the bottom, hut no, it couldn’t he unless it was a new kind of one. I picked myself up, a hit stiffly to he sure, and stood upon rhe soft pile of clothes I hail landed upon, trying to accustom myself to the darkness. Jumping off on to a cement floor I saw stairs winding upward. Being desperate hv now, I decided to follow them whatever the cost. I followed those steps that wound around in circles until I was ready to drop. Finally I reached a wiggly landing, off from which was a corridor. A cobweb brushed my face. Glorv, if there was a spider at the end! But I had worse things to worry about; a bat swooped down and seemed to take a chunk out of my arm. I screeched and ran pell-mell into the blackness until I was winded. Gee whiz, what would happen next? I sprawled full length over a pail of stagnant water spilling it over my legs. Picking myself up I began to cry like a baby. Then with .1 sol I looked into the distance and saw a light1 ! You can’t know how I felt. I charged like .« hull 21 The WITAN CHARLOTTE r« that light and pushing open the door, fell upon a woman there. She explained that she was the care- taker and I, drawing a weepy breath, asked for the phone. After calling my father, I was overjoyed to hear him say that he’d come and take me away from rhat house of horrors! Margaret Sandi.k, 34 TURPENTINE CAKE When my mother was a small girl she was asked to make a cake for a church supper. Mother was very happy to think rhat she was asked to do rhis favor for the church. It was Thursday, and Friday was the night of the church supper. Mother hurried home from school and after changing her clothes she hurried to the kirchen to mix the cake. When she removed it from the oven her mother told her rhat it looked eatable. When Friday night came mother dressed in her ver best and sat waiting for her escort. She told him of the cake she had made for the supper and rhat he should not tell anyone that it was her cake. When the table was cleared and the cake and ice cream served, mother did nor norice the expressions on the people’s faces when they had rasted of hcrcake. It was her first cake for the public to sample. Her partner thinking it his place to praise her cake remarked how goexi it tasted and asked if he might have another piece. The church members looked at him in question. He did not wish mother to be dis- appointed bur it was of no use for her Aunt Anna said, Esther, is rhis your cake? Mother replied, Yes, Aunt Anna Why? Why? Why my dear child it tastes like turpen- tine. We will all he very ill, she replied. After many embarrassing moments and uneasi- ness, mother made her exit and ran home. Her mother met her ar rhe door and asked her whar the trouble was. Mother repeated her sad mishap. Together mother and grandmother went to the kitchen to look over the ingredients that mother used in her cake. When they came to the vanilla bottle they removed the cork and after smelling of it, they stood looking at one another. Even though mother was unhappy she could not resist laughing. After a few minutes mother returned to the church supper happy and laughing. Mother tried to take it as a mere jest when people laughed at her. Rut to rhis very day mother is teased and laughed at about her turpentine cake. F.lain South, '3 4 A COED WINTER’S NIGHT The night was cold; the stars against rhe dark blue sky made me shiver, and the moon with the clouds passing over it now and then, as well as the shrill blood-curdling shrieks of the shriek owl pro- duced a cohl atmosphere, making chills go up and down my spine. Help! Help! ’ came the cry of someone, at mid- night, over the hill. I left my camp and found near North Peak Cane, a man, with l oth legs snapped in the bear trap I had set! He was almost frozen to dearh. I carried him to my fire, and tent, for he couldn’t walk. I rhen covered him with my blankets and went out to get more wood for the fire. When I returned, my dog was at the opening of the tent, howling, howling as dogs howl when someone is dead' ' Arthur Hocak, iiB CAT’S FOOD, M-m-rn One Sunday evening, as the family was gathered around the fireside, rhis is the story that mother told: When Adele was about one year old, I left her alone in the house to play with the kitty, while I hung out the clothes. When I returned, she was not in sight. I looked everywhere, hut could not find her. Finally coming to the conclusion that she was kid- napped, I telephoned rhe police. Just before the police arrived, I heard a whimper, coming from the direction of the stove. Looking under the stove, I found Adele eating the cat’s food. After that, I never formed such hasty conclusions. AN EDUCATIONAL TRIP One day last summer I was invited to rake a trip through Ithaca, New York. Ithaca is located in a valley; it is the home of Cornell University. The day after our arrival wc went through diff crcnt buildings about the college. The museum was rhe firsr we entered. The structure was of two stories. On rhe first floor were relics, such as: weapons, Indian's tomahawks, different kinds of pottery and jewelry. The second floor consisted of a huge skeleton of a man-eating animal. Its structure re- sembled a giraffe, only many times bigger in size. In jars there were petrified animals and plants. Wc also saw stuffed tigers, lions, wild-cats, and a structure of a huge fish caught by a man living in Ithaca. After leaving this building we went to a Picture Gallery, a beautiful building inside and out. In this building they have beautiful paintings, costing millions of dollars; in one part of this building there are statues of famous people; the headless horseman and many other statues. I f you ever have the chance to go through some of these buildings, do so for they arc Ixith interesting and educational. Cora Papke, gB HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN MANY HAPPY Ki ll RNS OK THK DAY Ten years old! This year the Witan is celebrating its renrh anniversary. Mow proud we are of our school magazine. Roger Butterfield was the first F.ditor-in-Chicf. When it was first undertaken, the staff did not expect to be able to publish the book regularly. However, it met with great success anil was published four rimes yearly after that. Our magazine has been improving with age, and last year, in the Columbia Scholastic Press Contest, it won third place for schools of our class. Some day we hope to attain first place. The Witan is interesting for its timely news events and for its literary merits. Also the Witan forms an accurate record of school activities for future years. How interesting it is to look back upon the old numbers and read the accounts of various happen- ings. The pictures prove especially amusing after a few years, as the styles and manners change with every one. The Witan needs the support of each and every student of our school. Arc you doing your share by contributing money and material? We offer the former staffs of the Witan our most hearty congratulations and hope for the future workers that it will have many more happy and successful birthdays. THOUGHTS ON THOUGHTS Have you ever pondered upon the different types of thoughts which take hold of your brain, your spirit, your soul, and grip them rclcnrlcssly until you cither are exhausted from the struggle and give up or you succeed and triumphantly Hash your banner of victory over your opponent? In my mind there arc four varieties of thoughts: first, those that astound you, that cause you to wonder how you ever received them and separated them from the maelsrrom of your mind, that arc altogether too sacred to be imparted to other humans; second, the thoughts you confidently launch upon the sea of conversation for discussion and comment by your friends and await dubiously the outcome; third, the thoughts that come to you late at night or at moments of inspiration, that you pur aside for a more urgent duty until, you say to yourself, you will have time to think; fourth and last, the small dark thoughts that you resolutely put from you as nonsensical, as im- possible, as unworthy of you, hut that bob up on the plane of your vision in the most inopportune moments when you arc sure you have vanquished them. Often I wish that one might control his thinking faculties but then again 1 realize that thinking is really the most important ability one possesses. In truth, thinking should never be put aside for some other occupation seeming more worth- while for there is none! GOOD OLD CHAKLOTTh! Charlotte isn't such a bad place, after all. When I see some of the new school buildings, Charlotte, in comparison, is a pitiful sight, but Charlotte has its past. These new sc1hk Is arc just plain buildings. They can’t recall to one very intimate memories. In crowded quarters, one learns much more about one's friends. To me, roominess seems to create an atmosphere of coldness, of politeness. Intimacy, in such places, is strained K.ven all of the incon- veniences endured in Charlotte have only served to bring the teachers and the pupils closer together. As Burke said, “Public calamity is a mighty icvclcr. I’m glad to have gone to Charlotte. Marion Wricmt,'32 CHRISTMAS Do we all realize the true meaning of Christmas? Some think only of gifts and festive occasions and forget the true spirit of Christmas. This spirit is typified by the Babe born in the manger of Bethlehem who brought rhe love of fellowmcn into this world. Wc all know that His example is most needed in this time of depression. Let us forger ourselves ami take care of the fellow who really needs some help and in this way we shal all realize the true meaning of Christmas. 23 The WIT AN CHARLOTTE HELP IN SIGHT There is one problem which faces every girl in Charlotte, at least one rime during the day. To the careless it appears when she gets up in the morning, to the more thoughtful, before she goes to bed. The first regrets her carelessness all day; the second spends a sleepless night. The cause of all this mental anguish is well known to every girl, What will I wear tomorrow? It is a far more complicated question than it appears. The primary aim is to give indication of a larger, more expensive wardrobe than really exists. No one knows the reason for this condition, but all of us have to cope with its existence. Some long-suffering parent has come to the rescue with the suggestion of a uniform. A uniform! Goodbye to the days of anxiety and the sleepless nights. Goodbye to envy and rivalry in dress. And the models are not the sort we would expect to have been made by those who didn't have to wear them. There arc attractive colors, and a distinctive design. The uniforms arc not a punishment, but a blessing. Bad as the phrase may sound, they were intended for our own good. We arc in the best of company when we have uniforms. The best of private schools have them, the United States army and navy, the Marine Band, and several other honorable organizations. A uniform docs not necessarily signify a term in prison. Nor, as the saying goes, is our individuality to be crushed. If we have a uniform for every-day wear wc will have more money to spend on our other clothes. It seems an excellent suggestion, and, coming as it has from our parents, has been submitted to a careful examination. No catch has been found as yet. PRISON OR PREP SCHOOL Prisoners and high school pupils are similar in many respects. Both arc under supervision. The prisoner, up to now, has had the worst of the bargain, licing continually under the eyes of some over-seer, while the high school pupils are terrorized by two entirely different authorities. Now the parents and teachers have combined for our good, and the first suggestion they have made is a startling one. Wc complete the comparison by wearing uniforms. Their prime motive is the jealousy supposed to be rampant among girls. It is a tradition that we envy one another's clothes, but like many traditions it owes its existence to liklihood, rather than to actual fact. If there were such envy, uniforms would not elimi- nate it. It would only be transferred from school sessions, to the school functions, such as parties and teas, or to church affairs. It is obvious that uniforms could nor be dragged into these social gatherings. Other high schools with a far greater range of poverty, prosperity, and wealth, have continued very well without uniforms. Are we unworthy of the freedom even to choose our clothes? IT IS BETTER TO GIVE THAN TO RECEIVE What does Christmas mean to you? Christmas, to me, symbolizes a spirit of festivity. I like to think of it as a time when the fullness of our hearts at Thanksgiving bubbles over, and we express our feeling of well being by making others happy with some token of our friendship. In our extreme youth, we believe in Santa Claus, and our main feeling at Christmas is one of the joy of receiving. In our later youth, we begin to more fully appreciate the spirit of Christmas, and wc invariably experience as much, if not more, jov in giving as in receiving, and as we grow older, we are no longer the recipients of many gifts. Our greatesr ioy comes from giving gifts and happiness to young people, and helping them toentcr more fully into the Christmas spirit. Christmas is a time when people forget their troubles and sorrows, and all nationalities and all sects unite in a universal feeling of good will. And we may hope that Christ is pleased as he looks upon rhe celebration of his birthday. PEACE Peace is an almighty power which should govern all nations. This word peace means happiness, love and thanksgiving. All through the ages War has been waged. What has been derived from this? Nothing but death, sorrow and all the other disasters of War. A new time is upon us. The terrible tale has been written and may it always stay written; a record of battling nations; of tottering thrones; of exiled people and devasted lands. The thunder of battles has drowned the chiming of Christmas bells; the whining of shells hushed the voices of Peace; the moaning of the wounded broke into the carols of Christmastidc. As we look back what a strange sad Christmas for all Christian Nations. In the huge reconstruction that has followed the War the United State of Europe has been formed. Peace has descend cd upon us, at least for the time being. Let us do all wc can to forget the past anti put down in the minds of all Nations for the Future, Peace Everlasting Peace!” 24 HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN LIVE OR EXIST Happy? Yes, she’s happy; that’s what troubles me. 11 perplexes me. I'll admit she has a good home, a pleasant husband, and a little two year old daugh- ter. Yet it puzzles me; she goes around chattering about sending her clothes to the laundry ami about the fact that she has been reading some cheap maga- zine all day. Perhaps ir is because of her simplicity. She and her husband arc going to the theatre next week, they go every week; she talks about this innocently, happily. It really matters in her life. In her pantry she has mice; a while ago they con- sumed a portion of chicken lodged there; she has a waterless cooker and she talks about that. I can tell she’s happy, extremely happy; 1 can tell by the way she talks and chatters and the way she moves about so lightly. Yes, she has been reading True Story magazine all day and her laundry came at eleven-ten this morning. I know not whether to laugh or weep for that woman. And she’s a grown woman too, married; a grown woman so simple, so happy. I’m wondering now, after seeing her, if I want to he happy. Thar must be happiness I saw in her. I could make up a definition of happiness that would not include that sort of thing. But no I believe most people arc happy when they have that same lightness, that same chattering gavety. And I cannot attempt to change facts. So I’m wondering — do I wanr to be happy? Is happiness happiness or just contentment? Is she living or existing? I’m inclined to think the latter. She doesn’t know how large the sun is, how- far away it is, where it goes at night or a thousand other things; she doesn’t care; she’s going to the theatre next week, and she's going to leave about eight thirty. Does she go to church? Sometimes anyway what’s the difference she hears a sermon over the radio. Docs she ever read any books? Oh, yes, she has jusr finished Sinning Simpletons by John Jones. You may think I’m prejudiced, or antagonistic; vou may think I’m discontented with the world. No—-I’m merely serious, I merely face the facts; I’m iust wondering. And she’s not an outstanding exception; thousands of people are like that. Happy? No, I don’t believe I want to be happy. I would rather live and rejoice in the fact that a few men have really lived before me. When some simple man declares war I am going to live on. They will have no trouble getting men to fight, men who would exist and sing and then die—forever. THE TRUTH ABOUT THE NORTH It took two hundred years to establish our Ameri- can independence, seventy years to strengthen our Union, and more than one hundred and fifty years to establish a noteworthy school system. Now, I wonder how long it will take America to publish textbooks containing accurate facts about the Arctic and Alaska? Dr. Yiljhumar Stcfansson, professor and explorer, gave sufficient evidence as to the misinformation found in our tcxtl� ooks which ileal with those regions in his illustrated lecture on the Arctic at the Abelard Reynolds school No. 42 Tuesday, December 1. According to the data gathered in his eleven years of intensive study of Arctic life, Dr. Stefansson says that our textbooks give us an entirely wrong impres- sion of rhe .Arctic and life in the Arctic. After listening to Stefansson’s lecture I can fearlessly say that one can best obtain accurate facts about the Arctic by attending the lectures of some noteworthy explorer or hv reading his books. COOPERATION In order to better our school wc must have more co-operation. Wc must co-operate with our teachers and show wc have the ability to work. Wc must co-operate with each other and make it more pleas- ant to work. Wc must take an interest in our studies and try each time to improve a little more. We must pull together and work for the good of rhe school. I n Other words wc need more co-operation. L. Bacchus, 9B The Witan staff wishes to thank Gladys Grot- zmger for all of the work she has done this year toward making our magazine a success. She was not included on the staff because she is chairman of the Handbook Committee which occupies very much of her time. THREE ROADS Unc road was curved and winding, Another was shaded by trees; Another was dusty and sunny And rang with the hum of bees The curved road led 10 the meadow, The shady one ran to a brook. The dusty road led to a cottage. That is the one that I took. The first was the path of a gypsy, Or one who was joyous and free, The second a road for a dreamer; The last was the road for me. Marian DvVal, ’34 2 The WIT AX C H A R I. O T T R kszJ tosV fi T V■i r' V S' ! Junior Iligk Depar£meni AN v: “'Vs 4 p r 68 North hast 45th Street Miama, Florida December 2, 1931 Dear Mrs. Mahoney and Class, Our trip was very interesting and I wrote clown everything that was worth knowing about. I will let you peck inside niv diary. With all the kisses and good-byes to say we didn't leave until Sunday afternoon. We went to the lake and our friends followed us there. Wc finally left Monday morning at 8:to. The Morning was beautiful and driving over the roads was like flying in the air. At 10:30 we crossed the Pennsylvania border. The country there was beautiful but not differ- enr than New York. The Alleghany Mountains were very pretty. Wc drove through them for miles and passed through many small towns, reaching Harrisburg, the capital of Pennsylvania, at 3:30. We could have gone on to Washington hut we didn't know how long it would take us. Our hotel was near the capitol and that night we walked past it. It looked like the one at Washington except that it didn’t have as many steps. Tuesday at 7:30 wc left for Gettysburg which is a very interesting place. Wc saw all the battlefields, The Battle of Round Top Hill, and others. Maryland was a pretty state, too, with two beautiful colleges. It was9:30 when we reached the border line. Wc finally saw the capital at Washington standing so strong in the sunlight. At 3:15 wc arrived at Petersburg, Va. The soil is grey with peanuts growing everywhere. From Petersburg to Georgia wc saw cotton fields for miles. We reached North Carolina at 5:20, staying all night at I lenderson. Wednesday morning we arrived in Raleigh, the capital of North Carolina at 7:25. At South Carolina the smoke was so thick that wc had to stay in Charlestown. When driving wc couldn’t see the sides of the road and many cars came together. It was twelve o'clock when we crossed the Georgia border line. I forgot to tell you about the negroes. They live in little log cabins along the road. Some arc in the middle of the cotton or peanut fields. At Savannah wc saw very few palm trees. Florida, our last state, we reached at quarter to five Thursday P. M. and stayed all night at Jacksonville. Wc left at five minutes to ten because of more smoke caused by the negroes who light rhe forest. Friday night wc stayed at Fort Pierce and left Saturday morning. Wc came to the end of our journey Saturday noon at five minutes to twelve with a mileage of 1 , 88 miles. What a beautiful place Miami is! Palms every place you look. I guess wc will have a Palm tree for Christmas, while you will have a pine tree. I go to Miami Kdison Sr. High School, but it is nothing like Charlotte. There arc no penmanship nor guidance classes, we haven’t any assembly programs and we don’t have any after school games. It seems as if wc study and study and study. Our house is about two miles front school and my father takes me every day. We have seven pine trees, and orange, lime and grapefruit trees in our yard. Thanksgiving I was in the hack yard and found two banana trees. We all go swimming after school and sit On the beach and get tanned. I am sitting on the porch with the temperature at eightv-three. The streets here arc one way and wc often make wrong turns. I hope you all have a very joyful Christmas and a very happy New Year. Your former Student and Classmate, Betty Baker 26 HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN THE JUNIOR HIGH ORCHESTRA The Junior High Orchestra made its formal debut on December 7 when it played several selections at the Parent-Teachers’ Association meeting. This orchestra under the direction of Miss Dorothea Smith, rehearses every Tuesday alter School, and it has often played in assembly. The following are members of this organization: Elisc Mazza, Elsie Haynes, Amy Pownall, Wilma Dale, Ealt Kalmbacher, Roberta Hunt, Leona Anderson, Grace Van Dam, James Clark, June Tuppcr, Robert Bowen, Margaret Hanna, Janice Hunt, Antoinette Cooper. Ruth (iuyatf, Joe Gianfortc, Janet Stripp, Margaret Giles, Helen Mcquay, Margaret Wright, Russell Evans, Charles Whetten, Robert Sickelco, George Frey, Charles Gilgcrt, Charles Onderdank, Kenneth Mothnrp. JUNIOR HIGH GLEE CLUB The Junior High Glee Club is a musical organiza tion which trains the members in chorus work which will enable them to be more efficient for the Senior Glee Club. They meet Friday after school for one hour. The officers who were elected this semester are: Roberta Hunt, President Grace Van Dam, 7 v-President James Williams, Secretary At present there is a campaign for membership. The group is divided into two teams, the Red Team and the Blue Team; Bonita Rogers is the captain of the Reds and Albert Dixon of tfic Blues. At the close of the contest Mr. Marsh, their dircc tor, will award a prize ro rhe person who obtains the largest number of new members. JUNIOR HIGH SOCCER The Junior High has finished quite a successful soccer season under the leadership of Mr. Bell, their coach. These Junior High boys who have iusr now- started their career through Charlotte are going to he the boys who will be Charlotte’s future leaders. Watch these Juniors of Charlotte climb to the Top. JUNIOR HIGH SOCCER SUMMARY Goal Jack Stakley FB Ray Finlagson LB Robert Godfrey HB l-'red Gray IIB Dan Kendall, Benjamin Spagnolia HB l eonard Robinson, Edwin Scheck LVV N eman Gibbic, Paul Hauser El Louis Martil C Jim Williams, Captain Rl Alfred Gray RNV Edwin Ward W on 4 Lost Tied 1 All the above men are insignia winners. Mr. Bell, Coach BASKETBALL: JUNIOR HIGH The Junior High has started its basketball season untier the instruction of Mr. Bell. They practice at Jefferson Junior High School. LEAVES The leaves an turning red inti brown They’re making a carpet upon rhe ground The wind blow them here, and tht wind blow them there They're hurrying and scurrying everywhere. Some fall in grass that is cool and soft Others keep wearily wandering aloft. Mf.i.i sa Comer, 8A2 - The WITA N C HARLOT T E THF. CHEST Against the life line the breakers dash, Moving the rocks and stones, then crash! A chest is thrown upon the shore Emptied of water, but waiting for more. The tide comes in just as before. With a crashing, dashing, bellowing roar The chest is washed again to sea There to stand and not to be Washed in again' AsrioNETrr Coorei, 7B1 I AM GLAD Glad that I live am I. That the sky is blue, Glad for the country lanes. And the fall of dew. After the sun. the rain, After the rain, the sun, This is the way of life, Till the work be done. All that we need to do Be we low or high, Is to sec that we grow Nearer the sky. Josephine Chelimi, 7A1 THE GREAT STONE I-ACT (Insprnd by iht il'.ry of Salhauifl f lav-thorn f) As 1 sit in the valley at twilight. And ga .c at the Great Stone Face, A sense of wisdom creeps o’er me That all my thoughts embrace. After a day of labor In the holds of com and grain. I walk slowly homeward Along the narrow lane. At evening come my lessons Not in the village -.:hool But watching the Man on the Mountain, In the dusky weed «1 cool. Not an evening passed in the valley That valley o! Echo lake, That on this lovely bench My place I would not take. Not only the feeling of wisdom Comes from the Great Stone Face But a feeling of grateful kindness. In the profile, and of his grace. Carol Ward, 7A WINTER SIGN'S The leaves arc falling ro ihc ground. The wind is blowing hitter. Soon Jack Frost will come around The symbol of old winter. Bkmxadine Bakimmman, 8Ba AUTUMN When the leaves arc turning yellow. And pumpkins get ripe and mellow, When mr fireplace grows much dearer As the winter months come nearer. And long before the night I hc sun has hid from sight; The trees will moan and sigh They know that Autumn time grows nigh. Margaret Stebbivs, 8B3 TREES IN AUTUMN When Autumn come� The trees must all Change their raiment For the fall. Some trees arc bare. Some please the eye. No artist can paint them Against a fall sky. Janet Otto, 8A2 THE LEAVES The leaves arc turning red, gold and brown. They fall from trees and come drifting down. fh wind takes them up and whirls them around Some of them never again to touch the ground. Mae Henry, 8Bl HARVEST TIME Don’t mourn for the summer It will come around soon, The harvest is gathered Can't you tell by the moon? The leaves arc all yellow With splashes of brown, I hc pumpkin is mellow On it there’s a green crown. The birds have all down South to their nests, Leaving the trees To long winter's rest. Selma Michel, 8B3 AUTUMN Autumn has come merrily at last, And summer has gone swiftly past. Master wind has made his rounds. He has blown the leaves all over the ground. Also Jack Frost has visited for a time We know when we look at the foliage line. When we see the Pumpkins for Hallowe'en, I think Jack Frost has a very good scheme. But there arc more leaves to tumble down. Snow brings .1 blanket to cover the ground, Maks Hughes, 7B1 28 HIGH SCHOOL The WI'TAN THE GREEN AM) WHITE Looking towards day's early sunrise, Stands uur own loved school. Where we give life's early morning, Learn life’s safest rule. Keep up your highest pride. Re on the right side. 'Tis a lesson one must follow, Would he live aright. All it means lies in our colors. The green and the white. Green, rich in royal setting, Speaks the royalty, Of each teacher trusting ever To our loyalty. White proclaims the loyal student. And sheds a radiant light O'er a pathway 'ncath our colors, The green and the white. THE NORTH WIND The north svind is beginning to blow He’s blowing with all his might He’s making progress rapidly And we may have snow before night. JACK FROST Jack Frost is getting busy He’ll be busy during the night For he wants to paint vnur window With pictures sharp and bright. Margaret Ame , 8B2 AUTUMN AND WINTER Clouds arc turning gray Snow begins to fall, Autumn is here to stay The best season of all. Then comes winter cold and gray Snow is falling fast The winter later goes away, And warm days come at last. Selma Gilbert, 8B1 HARVEST The golden crops arc ready for store. The farmer’s can hardly ask for more. The cribs are filled with winter's feed, Storerooms with food and next spring % seed. Lillian Yanoow, 8A THE AUTUMN LEAVES The autumn leaves arc falling. Arc falling everywhere. And the autumn winds arc calling, To the trees that look so bare. The autumn leaves ate whirling. Whirling through the air. And the birds in flocks are swirling, And their summer homes arc bare. Clara Shea, 8A HOW IX) FORGET If you were busy being kind Before you knew it, you would find You'd soon forget to think 'twas true That someone had been unkind to you. If you were busy being true To what you know you ought to do. You'd be so busy you'd forget The blunders of the folks you’ve met. If you were busy being right You'd find yourself too busy quite To criticize your neighbor long Because he’s busy being wrong. Elizabeth A. Sweeting, qB OTR COLORS Western windows from your sunsets Memory weaves a chain Which shall reach from out this present To return again. Dearer then will seem Charlotte, Brilliant shield alight Dear old School, floar your colors. The green and the white. When the purple rims life’s twilight. Calling to the nighr. Then in fancy we'll keep twining The green and the white. So, Good Charlotte, float our emblem. Keep it well on high, That our thoughts may ever reach it Thru the bye and bvc. Elizabeth Sweetimo. 9B SNOW The snow is lying on the ground The wind keeps blowing it 'round anil 'round It keeps the flowers all cozy and snug In summer they test in a soft green rug. Marjorie Iaktke, 7B2 AUTUMN Autumn has gone with its warm balmy days, And left in its passing some frost on the way. To tint all the trees with brown and gold, And drive the flocks into their fold. It is hard to compete with nature’s hand, When trying to paint its colors grr.nd. We should best he content with the lot that we find. And all give thanks to our Maker so kind. Louis Dodge, 8A2 AUTUMN The leaves arc changing from green to gold. The sweet summer breeze grows piercingly cold. The flowers of summer arc drooping their heads, Soon snow flakes will cover them snugly in bed. Grace Sager, 8A 29 The WIT AN CHARLOTTE AUTUMN LEAVES When autumn leaves arc turning We all have n yearning For the colors bright and new, That bring happy thoughts to you. When autumn leaves turn red and gold, And November winds blow chill and cold. It is .id to think that soon you'll see Not one gay leal on any tree. Frances Jackson, x� 3 SNOWFLAKES Snow flurries! Snow flurries! All the flakes arc in a hurry. Falling, falling down, Light and spring) as a clown; Now the sleigh bells start to jingle, lee makes toes go tingle, tingle. I'ii elm a Kr.nrERN, 8A: THE HARVEST TIME The harvest time is here. And Thanksgiving, too is near. Out in the fields arc the pumpkins so yellow. Out in the orchard arc the apples so mellow. The harvest time is here. And Thanksgiving, too is near. The happy children arc singing for glee, Thanks be to God, so happy are we. Alberta Lee TENDING THE “KIDS’ On Saturday nights my mother and father, my brother and his wife, and mv sister and her husband go to rhe show. Of course, I’m the one that has to take care of rhe kids,” Shirley, Jimmy, and Kathryn. (Kay for short). They all come to my house and after the folks are gone I chuck” them off to bed. I put the two littlest ones upstairs and the biggest one downstairs. Then I proceed to do my homework. It goes all right for a little while, but all of a sudden. I hear a thud upstairs. Jimmy has dropped his bottle. Naturally he wakes up. I hurry upstairs so as to stop his crying before Shirley wakes up; but just as I get him settled she lets out a yell. I get her fixed and I hear a yell from downstairs. Kay lias awakened. Finally I get them settled and I get abour two Mathematics problems done and the phone rings. It seems unusually loud. Hut I rush to stop its ringing and it’s the wrong number. Of course the kids” wake up. It sounds like rhe Charlotte High cheer leader at a soccer game. Well, I have to go all through it again. Hut soon I get them settled down and then I hear the cars drive in. Boy! what a welcome sound that is. Now I can finish my homework and go to bed, and believe me I need all the resr I can ger afrer that struggle. I get paid for it but it's worth it. Korf.rt V right, 8R AUTUMN The leaves arc falling thick and fast In colors bright and gay. The squirrel is storing away his nuts. Preparing for another day. The days arc growing colder now. Soon the snow will fall; The bear is seeking a resting place, As the birds sing their farewell call. The bobolink has ceased his singing The brook its rippling sound; The forest too has stopped its ringing With the bluebirds joyful song. Kenneth Cali.a«;man LEAVES Leaves arc like dwarf beings. When they dance ami blow all day, It is then they arc happy, And remind one of children at pi� ). But soon they must stop; They arc gathered together in one huge pile. There they watch the other leaves drop. Jack Rowe, 8Aa A REFLECTION “Courage is a virtue that the young cannot spare. It is better to suffer a thousand reverses than to run away from the battle.” Have you ever considered that thought? It con tains a lesson 1 think everyone should know. Cour- age that alone should be an important part of everyone's life. There comes a time when everyone is called upon to show his courage. I think we should keep this thought in mind. K. Henderson, 8B-j English Teacher; Joseph, please punctuate the sentence, “John said I am going to rhe store. Pupil: You put two of dem dare things in front a the I, an you put the quotation marks behind the store. Caroi. Ward, 7A-1 TONGUE TWISTER Cross crossings cautiously 'cause Carl caught Caroline crossing crossings carelessly. Janet Stki� ,e, 7B-2 30 HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN )r 3 s 3 s “Vs W V C 5 £ ► Or sanazahoms I.ES BAB 11.1 .ARDS The French Honor Society, Les Babillards, had its first met tiny in room 208 with a brief, but inter- esting program, and games following. On its second meeting, the new members were voted in. After rhis a supper meeting and dance for all the Babillards of Rochester was held at the Second Congregational Church. We also had a tea in honor of the new members. A final party is planned for December 16 at the Pracrice House. On account of the unusual number and variety of functions, the Babillards, once stammering and hesitant, are building up a wealth of vocabulary and repartee, which, it is hoped, they will not soon forget. OPTIMATES The activities of the Latin Honor Society (or Optimates) for this term might be considered to Ikt thoroughly successful, though few. They consist of a business meeting, entailing the election of officers; and a banquet at Maplewood Y.M.C.A. for the purpose of formally inducting the new members into the society or sending them “under the yoke. Each officer of the society spoke briefly at the banquet and Miss Van Alstyne wound up the program with an informal talk about the Latin State as it was in Last High School a few years ago. Another event is planned for the first part of January; it is to he a party in celebration of the Saturnalia. HI-Y NEWS This term an entirely new 1 li-Y was organized out of the same members. Certain members who were not keeping up to the standards of the club, were dropped. The Hi Y has had very great success in their supper meetings, having, at each of these meetings, a speaker, who spoke on topics planned hv the boys. All of these speakers arc very well-known men, such as Mr. Staines, a well-known authority on India, Mr. Corwin, a professor at the U. of R. and others. When the club lost Mr. Enright, its advisor, it lost a very good friend bur found another in Mr. Miller, the new advisor. The Ili-Y is planning to have a dance in the near future. COMMERCIAL HONOR SOCIETY A commercial Honor Society has been organized this term wirh the following students as Charter Members: Gladys Grotzingcr, Wilbert Kuchin, Ger- trude Wolff, Frank Polka and Ruth l.issow. Miss Newman is the adviser. The purpose of the society is to promote excellence of character, high scholastic standing, service and loyalty to the school. GLEE CLUB DANCE On Friday, November ft, the Senior High Glee Club sponsored a dance which rook place in the assembly hall. The chaperons were Mr. and Mrs. West, Miss Watt, Miss McIIalc, Mr. Miller, anil Mr. Marsh. For the first half of the evening everyone danced. Following this, there was a short pr � gram of enter- tainment which consisted of a piano solo played In Miss Mcflnle, two renor solos by Mr. Marsh, and two selections by the Charlotte Male Quartette. A little later cider and doughnuts were served. The evening closed with the throwing of confetti which was left for Mr. Allen. HOMEMAKING The homemaking classes have made great progress during their recent sewing period, especially in dresses. The week of December 1, however, found the girls preparing for the big banquet on Decem- ber 4. A celebration is given each year by the home- making classes in honor of the Witan’s anniversaries; this being the 10th anniversary. All the present Witan staff members, as well as former members attended. Judging from the response this banquet is an important date in the lives of old and new members. Miss Emma I. Morrow, Supervisor of Home Economics, had recently given cooking demonstra tions for the benefit of the girls. On December 14, the homemaking girls arc going to have a Christmas party for themselves. .1' The WIT AN CHAR LOTTR SeaitJ: Howard Kra«cr, Mr. Lee, Ativitcr, Fiank Fuhrmak Standing: HrNRV Weuet, Sam Dr Mato, H� nry Airkrt, I'm I.Aurrti, CiitReRT Doin) NORTHERN LIGHT In the spring term of 1928 the boys of the print shop under the direction of Mr. I arc, conceived the idea of a school newspaper which they carried out as an experiment. The idea was popular but the paper was not published with any degree of regularity as it was mainly a print shop project. In the two years that followed, as the enrollment of the print shop grew it became possible to publish the paper with greater regularity. In the fall of 1931 after a council of all the people concerned with school publications it was decided to discontinue the mid-term issue of the Witan, thus leaving a greater need for the type of paper which the Northern Light represented. At first the boys attempted a monthly publication but material was so extensive that it was decided to make the paper a bi-weekly affair. The Student Council approved the plan and today we find the Northern Light well launched as a student publication interesting to every one in school, by no means confined to the members of the print shop classes. As a promoter of student activities including the Witan, the Northern Light in its newest form is a very real contribution to our school program. The above picture represents the original staff, live of whom are still in school and active on the Northern Light. THE PRESS CLUB At the beginning of the semester, a small group of pupils interested in newspaper work met with Mr. Miller for the purpose of establishing a press dub. As a result of their meeting, they formed a group which is now known as the Pulitzer Press Club of (Com mucJ Oa I’ ft 3 HIGH SC II OO I. The YVITAN EXTRA! EXTRA! hound: something everyone’s Inren looking for' The easy and sure-fire way of getting an A. This is inside dope from the teachers themselves. Guaran- teed not to fad. See the French Department about this: n ________________________________ n v r + g =a I eu dc savon plus beaucoup de gomme font tin A. (Note du profcsscur A veut dire affreux.) The English Department helps you out with this: Rise at 5:30 A.M. Brush your hair with rotarv- Finstein movement remove all pieces of lint and dead twigs from the hairbrush bury the collection under six feet of sea water. With a high powered spectroscope locate a 12 foot tree within a radius of four miles. Attired in ap- proved Grecian style, sprint to the tree (Olympian running rules), climb to the second topmost branch, and recite, loudly, clearly, and with good posture, Kcat’s Ode to a Skylark. Several hours later, clothed in your right mind and a disarming smile, explain to your F.nglish readier that you need an A in order to complete your statis- tical study of high school marks. Make no mention of your morning activities. Repeat this procedure before and after meals. If this fails, try marking your own report card. Three straight lines, juxtaposed in this manner, A, will produce the desired effect. And likewise Preface—Don’t study!: people who can get A’s” don’t have to study -people who waste their time studying won’t have any time to make their plans to get an ”A” without studying. The Plan Before the little red schoolhousc graduated into the palace class, ambitious pupils solicited teacher’s graces by bringing her wcll-shincd, rosy-cheeked apples.- well? If—every pupil brought every teacher an apple every day in the school year, the surplus of the apple crop would be eliminated, the farmers would have money and could buy merchandise, the merchants of the towns could pay higher taxes, the “depression would be over, teachers would get more pay and would be healthier too (an apple a day etc.) and for these two reasons would become more amiable, and as a result of being more amiable would give more “A's” and the more “AY’ the teacher gave, the more amiable the pupils would be towards the teacher, thus making the teacher more amiable and more likely to give more and more “A's” until everyone had all A’s” which would cause the manufacturers of standard “A’s (high school size) to go back to work to supply the growing demand and so on and on until the whole world becomes A 1 again. The mathematic department asserts: Five men and a monkey arc shipwrecked on an island. The only things to car are cocoanuts which the men proceed to gather in a pile. During the night, one of the men wakes up, deciding that he will hide his share of the cocoanuts. I Ic divides the pile into five equal parts with one over which he gives to the monkey. He takes his share, hides them, and piles the rest back. A little later another man gets up and divides the pile into five parts with one over for the monkey; he takes his share and piles the rest back. The third man divides the pile, giving the monkey the one over, takes his fifth, and piles the rest together; the fourth does the same as the third; the fifth goes through the same procedure. In the morning they divide what is left and find that there are five ecpial piles. How many cocoanuts were there in the original pile? The Latin Department tells us this is so' The Gradus Primus toward getting an A in Latin would l e to create a classical atmosphere by donning the Roman toga, especially when the class recites apud permultos fumos and gases of the Science Laboratory. It will hiok as if you had entered into the spirit of the thing” and also make an impression on the teacher. Dcindc, the Gradus Secundus would be ferre poma et flores ad magistrum. Nolite to burden your mentem with too extensive a vocabulary. It might cause confusion. If, autem, you happen videre verdum now and again that appeals to you, concentrate on that and learn it bene. Learn only one ablative (and that well.) The reli- qui will take care of themselves. (Maybe) If in doubt, send a nuntium to consult the Oracle. If the fates are willing, the gods will help you. If not, you will have to resign yourself to your fate, and, hard though ir may be, do your own studying. This is called a Hiolographical A Concentrate upon the idiosyncrasies of the mor- phology, ecology, and physiology of the numerous families of both the planr and animal kingdoms. If you then arc properly adapted to your environment so that all inhibition reflexes are absorbed within the innermost recesses of the thalamcncephalon of your brain you will deserve an “A” but will probably receive an K . 3d The WIT AN C H A R I. O T T E A thief i rs FIRST TEAM Soccer Summary: Goal Homer Schantz FB Harold Smith, Captatu KB Harry Greer EH Danny Fowler CII Pom Cass RH Kay Wagner I.W AI Cason 1.1 Jim Gallery C Art Gordon HI Hank Wcdcl RW Tiny Smith Won 2 I .ost 4 'Pied I Mr. Tkhf.nor, Coach ATHLETICS Soccer Charlotte High had a somewhat unsuccessful soccer season from the spectators’ point of view. For the fellows on the team it can be said that they at least tried. It is easy to lose but when you try, and do your best it is not so easy. Constant losses would in most cases breed discouragement and break up a team. Charlotte, however, did not lose courage. The team fought hard to the end and was rewarded with wins over Marshall and Monroe. Every man on the team deserves a big hand and probably has a deep personal satisfaction down in his heart. Each has said to him- self, I tried but the other fellow was just a little better. Yours for t better season next year Rim. Hanson RESERVE TEAM Soccf.r: Goal John Garret KB Bill Tiernan KB Sam DaMato HH Jim Eve III. Willie Wright HB Bill Karris I.W Jack Marchant 1.1 Jack Burges C l.loyd Roberts R1 Leon lion held RW Bill Kinucanc Won 4 1-ost 3 , Coach M HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN G. A. A. NEWS The number registered for winter sports is as follows: Bowling........................... 41 Basketball .. . 81 Tap Dancing......................... 68 Swimming.......................... 48 Total 238 This year the girls have attended sports with more enthusiasm than in previous years. A new sport has been added, bowling. The girls meet ar the Kidge Road Amusement Corporation every Tuesday after noon with the girls from John Marshall High. An account of the scores is being kept for two reasons. One reason is that our girls arc competing with the John Marshall girls, and the other reason is that the honor team of bowling is to be chosen from the girls with the highest scores. The award for the honor bowling team is the large letter C with a small letter B. Ten points are also given toward the highest award, the CHS emblem. The class team winning the intcrclass tournament will also receive their numerals plus ten points. So far our girls have exceeded the Marshall girls with these scores: CHARI.OTTF. HIGH SCORE 103 «'7 JOHN .MARSHALL HIGH SCORE 94 IOI Wc hope our girls will keep up their scores. Although the girls arc still undergoing the hard ship of practicing basketball at No. 42 and No. 38 schools, the attendance has been slightly increased since last year. The rules of the game have been changed so the experienced players are also learning along with the beginners. As usual, this year there will be a tournament and the cup will be awarded to the winning class team. Tap danc.ng is under the management of Miss Knapp. A number of girls to whom athletics do not appeal, participate in this activity. The attendance has shown an increase over last year. Swimming has lured many of our girls to Benjamin f ranklin during the fall season and since the comple- tion of the pool at Jefferson Junior High, swimming has brought the girls here. Miss Booth is the instruc- tor. Most of the girls have passed their beginners' tests and are now working on their intermediate tests. The total attendance for each sport for the fall season was as follows: First Row -Blanche Gactwcr, Marion Schell, Kirm Kerclso� � . SetcnJ fiou tiromiM Honor, Jr «ir. Lam aster, Mus Booth, Mahv VAMkctTCMM, P | UM Roil. Third rtenr-J an White, Jam i |'lr .um n. 35 CHARLOTTE The WITAN Hiking with n O.K.'S in attendance 156 Swimming with 11 O. K.’s in attendance 251 Riding with o O.K.'s in attendance 40 Speedball with 29 O.K.’s in attendance 410 An O.K. is eighty per cent in attendance in any one sport. A double O.K. is eighty per cent attend- ance in any sport occuring twice a week. The junior class won the speedball tournament and the sophomores were second. Both teams had each won two games, but when they played the nnal game, the juniors proved to Ik: the better. About five dollars was made by the G. A A. girls by selling hots at our home soccer games. Our plan was adopted by the Sports Club of Irondequoit High. It has proved a success. If there is any sport which any G. A. A. member believes would be a success, the G. A. A. council wishes that she would notify Miss Booth or any council member, for remember our slogan: “A sport for every girl, and every girl in a sport. First A’ Dorothv Nicol, Makv Sfakciihei.d, Piiviuf Yakker, Jean Fkattakc, Im inore Ivanson. Sttond Rev Jr.AN White, I.kora Yovno, Miss Booth, Anna Si-raove, Beatrick Ku.ui-, Third Row F.stmkr Kmi ek, Rith (iKtCERSON, Ruth Thomas, Angelina Roman. BASKETBALL Charlotte High’s Basketball season was opened at Canandaigua on Thanksgiving. The Reserve team was composed of the following players: Harry Greer, I .eon Bonfield, Edward Goodrich, Lloyd Roberts, Freddy Martone, Raymond Sewell, Bill Sheehan and Dick Schaad and lost a hard game to the Canandai- gua Reserves 6 to 16. The first team made up of five veterans Jimmy Smith, George Beane, Bill Ticrnan, Ebby Roberts, and Pom Cass with a former player of Tech, Ed Beane, met the Cans’ first team in the feature game of the evening before a large number of spectators. Our boys played well but lost in the final seconds of play by 2 points. D. Murray who refereed remarked that Char- lotte would cause a lot of trouble in the city loop. THE DESERTED HOUSE It stood alone upon the hill, So bleak, so cold, and deathly still. With sagging roof and crumbling wall, And ivy growing over all. Its broken windows, bleak and bare, Looked on the world with vacant stare. Neglected grounds, with weeds so dense. And ’round it all a broken fence. Bonita Roof.rs, 7A REASON” The fall is here, the air is chill; I think that is the reason— The trees put on their autumn dress. They feel the change of season. The sun sets early in the West And what I think’s the reason; Hr srrs rhe moonbeams shining And cannot stand their teasin’. Joan Marchant, 8A MY DREAM CLOUD My dream cloud, So light and airy Now it is flying Like a fairy. My dream cloud Dreaming all day long Of sweet and wonderful Words from a love song. My dream cloud Soaring through the air Longing for the sunshine To blot out every care Ella Powell, 9R DOES EVERY ONE KNOW THAT? 1. Mr. Enright’s middle name is Timothy? 2. Margaret Wilbur is only twelve years old? 3. Phyllis Yarker still believes in Santa Claus? 4. Sam Bogorad’s car is called Geraldine? 5. Chrisy Ticrnan flirts with all the it-2 girls in the French class? 6. The new Charlotte High School is actually under construction? 7. The Sophomore girls are going to win the silver cup in the G. A. A. tournament this year? HIGH SCHOOL The WITAN BOYS’ QtWRTET Avcfy I.ocLnrr, Chjilc� Sthjid, N'limun WilWrjr, Peicy Antirev � THE ORIGINAL QUARTET They came, they sang, they triumphed! ! From the time-honored halls of Charlorre High to the luxurious surroundings of a radio station, in a few short months, reads the meteoric trail of the former Charlotte High School Male Quartet. During the past summer, the quartet composed of Avery I-ockner, first tenor, Charles Schaad, second tenor, Norman Willscy, baritone, Percy Andrews, bass, with Rudolph Wendt at the piano, rook part in a state wide singing contest sponsored by the New York State Grange. The boys first joined the Parma Grange, representing it as the Parma Har- mony Four.” After Rudy Wendt left with his parents for a summer resort, Miss Carol Tupper very ably took his place at the piano. On Saturday, June 24, the boys took part in the first district elimination contest at Spcnccrport, where they emerged victorious. The following month, August ic, they sang at the semi-finals in Irondequoit and again captured first place, entitling them to a free trip to Syracuse to sing at the State Fair. Finally the second week of September arrived and the boys found themselves in the Fair Grounds at Syracuse, where they had a wonderful time. They sang Annie Laurie and, appropriately attired in Scotch kilts to add atmosphere to the song, won great applause from a huge audience in the Grange Building. Of the two quartets which sang at the fair that day, the Parma Harmony Four was judged the best and, as a reward was given the privilege of singing over Station WS K, one of the prominent broadcasting stations of Syracuse. The group was taken from the fair grounds to the studio in a new 1931, twelve cylinder Pierce Arrow car. The memory of the thrill the boys experienced while singing before the microphone still lingers on. Ar the beginning of this school year, the boys were reluctantly forced to disband, since two of their number continued their studies at other schools. Thus ended the brilliant career of the Charlotte High Male Quartet or the Parma Harmony Four during which they brought honor to their Alma Mater and to their Grange. THE MALE QUARTET After being successful in Syracuse two members ot rhe original Charlotte High School Male Quarter returned and after investigating, selected several boys to try our for another quartet. Two boys, Ernest Eve and Charles Richardson, the former being selected as first tenor and the other as baritone, were given positions; rehearsals started immediately. To reward this diligent labor they were given a chance to sing at the glee club party. There they were greeted with astounding success, the songs Marchita and The Winter’s Song being very well suited to their voices. Immediately the boys received many requests to sing ar various activities of the school. Finally they accepted one to sing in the Armistice Day Assembly. They prepared three songs, Tenting Tonight, Keep the Home Fires Burning,” and I jng, Long Trail, and dressed in soldiers uniforms, made a very neat appearance. The next important opportunity they have is at the graduation. They arc practicing under Mr. Marsh's direction every chance they have, filling spare moments with music, in hopes of making this also an outstanding success. THE CHARLOTTE HIGH MIXED QUARTET On Thursday, November 19, four Senior High students met in Room 114 and formed a Mixed Quartet. They meet three times a week and are making rapid progress toward a finer harmonization than was at first expected. The personnel of the Quartet is as follows: Gertrude Rappold, Soprano; Jean Fates, Contralto; James Weeks, Tenor; C. Kenneth l lcrscy, Hass. With a little backing this fine organization will he a credit to Charlotte High. More power to them! .17 The WIT AN GHARLOTT E OFFICE PR ACT I Cl Office Practice is ;� subject offered in the fourth year of the Commercial Course. It sums up the various commercial subjects taken in the preceding three years and provides practice in their use. In addition to this it teaches the operation and care of the mimeograph, ditto, adding and calculating machines and other office equipment; filing; refer- ence books; operation of the PBX Switchboard and general office routine. The switchboard lesson is one of the most interest- ing. The student learns first the use of the telephone book and the telephone. Then, he listens in on tele- phone conversations, writes and delivers messages. When he becomes familiar with ways of handling telephone business he becomes a switchboard opera- tor in the main office of the school. 'Phis is a great lesson in initiative and dependability. The Office Practice Class is a busy one one upon which the entire school depends for help in many enterprises. It prepares mimeographed copies of tests and lesson outlines for all classes; writes notices for teachers and pupils; sends out letters; prepares and types various reports, etc. The training received is very valuable to the pupil who plans to go into a business office. It develops personality and poise in meeting callers. It teaches him to be courteous and trustworthy so that lie will not discuss outside, information heard in the office. The class this term consists of the following mem- bers: Wilbert Buchin, Pomeroy Cass, Irma Chatlos, Fisa England, Jean F.stcs, Gladys Grottinger, Ethel Jones, Marietta Lambert, Freda Mitchell, Ruth Murphy, Bertha Shannon, and Gertrude Wolff. PRESS CLUB (Contiuu Jfrcm SI) Charlotte High School. Their choice of an adviser is an excellent one since Mr. Miller has had five years experience as a reporter with the Rochester Times-L'nion. As soon as the council granted permission for or- ganization, the club nominated a committee con sisting of Judith Pownall, Lois Marsh, and James Weeks, to drew up a constitution which was adopted a few weeks later. The following officers were elected: James Weeks, Presi(ient Judith Pownall, I ice-President-, Ruth Punnctt, Secretary ; Carolyn Carroll, Treasurer. The purpose of the club, in general, is to promote interest in journalism and to study newspaper mechanics. Mr. Miller relates many interesting events in his experience as a reporter and, also, cor reels the articles, written by the members, portray- ing some event which has occurred the previous week. November 9, the club visited the offices of the Rochester Timcs-Union. The only requirement ne- cessary for membership is a definite interest in the purpose of the Pulitzer Press Club. Lois Marsh, J2 38 Editor-in-Chief Violet Riim-schlcr Associate Editors Lois Mumi Gehrikc Coopf.r Frame Smith Elizabeth Donochue Literary Editors Judith Pownail Rav Dudley Ruth Gregerson Associate Literary Editors Anna Sprague James LeClare Bcrtis Dougiiertt Art Editors Joe Smith Avery Lockker Mildred I.ec Joke Editor Sam Bogorad w I T A N Feature Writers Harrington Chase Carolyn Carroll C. A. A. Reporter Jean White Junior High Representatives Circulation Managers 8Ai Janet Orro Percy Andrew;. Harry Greer s 8B1 Rileek Gcyette 8Br Kenneth Callaghan Practice House Editor 8B2 Clare Shea R th Murphy T 7.A1 Carol Ward Business Managers Walter Smith 7A2 Helen Harper 7B1 Hei ek Biirritt William Farrkss Ruth Pun nett A 7B: Anna Joiiannsok oB Dolores Kohuietz Typists Ruth Gordon F Faenltv Advisers Mr. Lbe Agnes Xuccitri.i 1 Ruth Lissow F Miss Sharer Mrs. Mahoney Secretary Jean F.stes Athletic Editor Pomeroy Ca Judges Miss Emerson Miss Cash man Mr. Miller 'W'lfan Staff .Ban qxiet On December 4, the Witan staff held its tenth anniversary party. Dinner was served in the Practice House at seven o’clock. A program of cheers, songs, and speeches followed. The dinner was prepared under Miss Childs' direction by the following committee: Chairman, Marietta Lambert, Julia Ragchus, Jean Frattare, Gladys Kraus, Angelina Roman, Gertrude Wolff, Irma Chatlos, Rosamond Heath, Fleanore Raymond, Bertha Shannon. The hoys of the print shop under Mr. I.cc s direction made a very attractive place card and program. The entertainment committee consisted of: Chairman, Gchring Cooper, Carolyn Carrol, Burtis Dougherty, James LeClare, Flizabeth Donog- huc, and Pomeroy Cass. After dinner Violet Rcntschlcr, editor-in-chief acted as toastmistress and John Maher, '26, as cheerleader. William VVcgman, the first business manager who ten years ago was responsible for the financial success of the paper, responded to the toast How It All Began. Percy Andrews sang a bass solo. Flizabeth Brown of 1926 recalled the experi- ences of her year including the presentation of the Witan file. Mary Heydweillcr extended Greetings from Two Editors speaking for herself and her (Continued on l') « 40' 1-719901 CHARLOTTE The W IT-AN V� 1; • • � � «� � • Hint Ron—Mi. Woodman, Robert Hi nt, Percy Andrew . Frf.da Mitchfil, Harold Smith� Homer Schantz, Robert Godtre� Gordon LtRov, Violet Kentscmler, Alfred Gray, Mim Paul Second Ron -Grace Van Dam, Rhh Mi-rthy, Beatrice Kielip, Marian Schem, Mr. Tracy, Mr. Denison, Iia Sharer, Mr. Wkat, Pauline Zenkar, Amy Pouxal, Mildred Lee, Anna Jomanneraoh, Lee� Lvov� , Fern Wkvdung. Third Rett—David Wagner, John Herman, Paul Hauser, Walter Smith, Averv Lockvtr, Frank Campbell, Haroid Kemtnrr, Anthony Gianforte, Robert Drehbr, Bii.lv Petrorkk. (f Loianci 1 With the inauguration this year of the new Students’ Association constitution, the student council has been radically changed in two respects, organization and membership. There is a senior council, to which belting elected senior home-room delegates and appointed representatives of the senior major activities; a junior council consisting of elected junior home-room delegates and representatives of the major junior activities; and an executive council formed by the officers of rhe other two groups. Student Association officers will now be elected in the term preceding that in which they are to serve. I TAN ST A I H BANQUET (Continued jrofi page 30) sister Marguerite who is at present studying for her master's degree at Cornell University. Lois Marsh and Mr. Ix-c played a piano and cello duet. Henry Marks and Milton Punnett, known in their high school days as the PunMar Company, spent part of the day in the print shop preparing a special edition of rhe Bally-Ho Bugle, a humorous paper which was distributed at the party. Messages were read from many former members of the staff including Roger Butterfield, the first editor-in-chief, Charlton Hetzlcr, one of our most successful business manag- ers and Marguerite Heydwcillcr. Violet Rentschler read Mr. Wect’s letter wishing us many happy returns of the day. Most of the program consisted of reminiscences. Mr. West in his remarks, however, struck a forward looking note when he announced that tradition was inreresting in its way, hut growth and progress more important. Miss Sharer introduced the new faculty adviser, Mr. William Miller who will have charge of the Witan next term. Many former members of the staff were present, Philip Gordon, Raymond Savage, Tessie IJghrhart, Dorothy Doell, Allen King, and Susanne Bogorad. 4C HIGH SCHOOL The YVITAN Reel Letter 13 ays October 16 Good grief! It would rain to- day! Could have rained all week and nothing would have been spoiled, but today wc play Canandaigua and it’s a home game -Well, I guess Charlotte's spirit couldn't be dampened even by the rain. The cold, steady drizzle tried very hard to be depressing, but the only rhings that suffered were a few heads, which arc not important from the utility standpoint. The bleachers were used, not to sit on, but under,— which, from the outside point of view, gave the students the appearance of stalled quadrupeds; shall we be so blunt as to say donkey? Enthu- siasm sometimes led to unpleasant bumps and blistered crowns, but what of that? Charlotte played a great game resulting in the tie score 2-2. October 22 The combined Junior classes hail a meeting this noon where they discussed plans for their future party. The banking committee had a short meeting and Mr. I.acy, the advisor rhis year, gave instructions to the representatives. The French Honor Society also had a meeting and voted on the new members to be taken in this year. At the Maplewood Y.M.C.A.The Latin Hon- or Society had its banquet and initiated its new members. Miss Van Alsryne entertained us with some of her reminiscences about Dr. Gray and the Roman State at East High School. October 22 Wc had assembly today when the officers of the Student Association took oath of office. October 23 We played a very exciting home game with East High. The score waso-o in their favor. October 28 The Board of Health came down ro inspect us but personali) I think they were just enjoying themselves shoving us students around. To say they were rough would be rather mild. October 29 The Junior Class held a meeting and appointed the committees necessary to make their Prom a success. October 30 The 11 i’s held their class party in the assembly hall where they danced and played games. November 4 The Wiran staff met for the first time. Our advisor. Miss Sharer, discussed the position of the staff and the work of the year. November 5 In assembly today. Miss Newman spoke about service Hags and pins and their part in affecting community feeling during the World War. The Glee Club made its first appearance on this day and was well received. November fi The Glee Club had irs party as a reward for its great efforts the day before. Due to the depression, cider and doughnuts were served in three courses and the club danced to the strains of our own victroia. November 7 The ll-2's held their party in the assembly hall and generally enjoyed themselves from all reports. November 9 The Press Club, a new activity this year under the advisorship of Mr. Miller, today went to the Times-l'nion offices to observe that great organization in action. November 11 In assembly today Mr. West re- minded us of our obligation to the Memorial Scholarship Fund. Pamphlets were distributed so that we might make our individual pledges. November 17 The G. A. A. opened its winter sea- son of sports. Bowling srarted today at the Ridge Road Amusement Corporation. Its promises are good as there is strong competition among the girls. November 18 Basketball practice for the girls was begun at No. 42 school. The attendance was good and the girls arc looking forward to some exciting tournament games at the end of the season. November 19 Those girls who arc unable to attend basketball practice at No. 42 school go to No. 38 school on 'Thursdays. Also Miss Elizabeth Knapp commenced her tap dancing lessons today. So many girls arc taking this up that it was necessary to have two classes, the advanced and the beginners. November 20 First day of swimming for girls! As there arc many interested in this sport we expect a profitable season ending with an exciting meet. November 21 The Junior Prom, featuring Bill Gcdcr’s Orchestra, was given at No. 42 school. Everyone enjoyed himself exceedingly, regard- less of being tangled up in several miles of conferri. The proceeds of the dance, twelve dollars was pledged to the Children’s Memorial Scholarship Fund, which, in Mr. West's words helped quite a bit. December 4 The Wiran staff gave its party at the Practice House. Alumni members of previous staffs were guests. The dinner was delicious, thanks to Miss Childs' Homemaking Class and the entertainment consisted of games and dancing. December 11 The Senior play was a great success. 4 The YVITAN CHARI.OTT E FURLONG STUDIO Tor trait ‘Photographers 27 S. Clinton Avenue Opposite Hotel Seneca Phone Stone 21 42 high school The WI T A N gift He ad quarters... TOYS TOILET SETS DOLLS NOVELTIES GAMES CANDY CARDS CIGARS Cjet it at... Die S 4419 Lake Ave. We Deliver Phone Charlotte 94 FURNISHINGS FOR MEN, WOMEN AND CHILDREN The Frank M. Decker Store Dry Goods and Notions 4415 Lake Avenue Rochester, New York Official Branch Office of Rochester Gas Electric Corp. All Bills Payable Here 43 CHAR LOTT E am THE NEW QUART IT _ BOOK WEEK 'UI «AetLLAPOi CONSTRUCTION AHEAD f! STEP ANSSOM ASSEMBLY mirzct peiss ciue The WIT AN OPTIMATIS CLICK UTChWORTH PARR HIGH SCHOOL The WIT AN For Good Heat Main 506 PHONE C harlotte 80 F. H. DENNIS W HOLBSALE Con faction er Peoples Coal CT Lumber Co. 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