Chicago Normal School of Physical Education - Scarab Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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SCARAB 3333333333433 CAMP GRINS Ev. Johnson Qsitting tense at her handicraft lesson at the stablesj-Uh, isn't this fun and what a good chance to do just as we want to the last day? Lassie fcutting Owakon's hairj-My, Owakon, you sure have rich soil around your ears. I. Brown-My, what a lot of dirt on your face! B. Woods-I know, don't rub it in. Oheka fthe hopeful athletejfl have a chance for the track team. E. Frances-Are they going to raffle it off? Cat's-What makes the waves so wild? Midge--The bathing suits I suppose. Margaretfl hate to be called Miss instead of being called by my first name. L. Fairbanks-I hate to he missed, too. Scotty-'There goes the whistle! Pickles-Where? Certain counselor fwhile playing a tennis matchj-There goes Wapo's whistle, we'll have to stop. Onlooker-Better have Niwanna coach you, that was a bluejay. A Pottie-Eagin isn't here today. Will we have archery? Niwauna-Yes, go out and shoot yourselves. Koda-These morning dips are a fine thing. Okepi-Why is that? Koda-just as I'm waking up the heavy weights of the annex dart out and rock me to sleep again. H. O'Malley-Will we go out on the lake today, Owakon7 Ouigie-NokMal don't he silly, we will use the boats. Pa JenkinsAI cut my swim this morning? Ma Jenkins-You're some sailor aren't you? Pa-Why? Ma-Yciu're a first class skipper. Page seventyfeight NINETEEN TWENTY sEvEN 33598339333

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SCARAB - THE WINNING TRIBE Pottowattomie, Winliehagci, Susquehanna and the Iroquois, so true, all heard their Big Chief Call, all heard their Tribal Cry, and all came and entered into the spirit of Wetcuniachek. They can none of them ever forget the tournaments and stunts in which all worked so hard and which they all enjoyed. In these events each girl had par' ticipated and showed her true camp spirit hy trying to give her best so that her trihe might win. So here's to the k'Potties, I'Iere's' to their chiefg Herels to the reds Proclaimed victors over these: TCURNAMENT WEEK AT CAMP Barker Blattner Jansen Gihlin Running broad jump Running high juinp Shot put I-Iurl hall Javelin Pole vault Discus SwimmingfDiving- Tennis-- Archery I-Iorsehack ridingf PCTTIES WINNING TRACK TEAM Fairbanks Henderson Kirschhauni Erickson jenkins Miller RECCRDS TRACK RECORDS Individual winner, Agnes Kruger 14 ft. 3 in. Marjorie Case 4 ft. Marguerite Suehelins 27 it. I in. Nlarjorie Case Evelyn Erickson Louise Givogre 67 ft. 9 in. 7: ft. 2 in. 6 ft. 6 in. Gertrude Blattner 77 fri 2 in. Evelyn Erickson Kirshhaum Eroehlke 1 P Payne Scharrf runner up A Case, 17 out of 24 l Daehelleihn Page .ieifevltyfsete 1 NINETEEN TWENTY sEvEN

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ewweswyeayyewo SCARAB eyoegsaemoww CAMP GRINS Ev johnson fin a real cross voicej-NVho's moving my bed? SalliefShfsh, it's Gwakon. Ev Johnson fin a wee sweet voicej-Oh, how thoughtful of you, Owakon. Lassie-Can you get us some chains, Mr. Mahone7 IVIF. lvfahone-How long? Lassie-Just a little while. Olga fon nature hike,-Do wrens really build little wooden houses? Fern-Oh, boy, Mr. T. hurt my feelings today-I hope all his rabbits die, FreddyfReally, has Mr. T. some rabbits7 EARLY MORNING REFLECTIONS In the early, early morning, When the day begins to break, And you look through the window With eyes just half awake, The trees have queer proportions, And flowers are bathed in dew, And if you listen closely, The birds perform for you. In the early, early morning Of every dawn 'round four, The birds all hold an opera While most of our campers snore. Each solo done, the birds all join In chorus glad and gay, Which is their way of welcoming The fast approaching day. When all the woodland folk around Have long been on their way, We, the very last of all, Awake to greet the day. Page seventyfninc 832933523653 NINETEEN TWENTY SEVEN QLEQSZQQQEQ