College Preparatory School - Milestone Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 112 of the 1913 volume:

The Cincinnati College Preparatory School for Girls THE 1913 ANNUAL Published by the Collegiate Department of the School. Cincinnati, june 1, I913 MANDOLIN CLUB To the vanity case, to hour mutual friend, And last, but not least, to its glass, With our deepest regard, this our ANNUAL fair We inscribe, with the love of each class. Don't forget, you Who think that the vanity case Is too I'Iippant for honor like this; Not graces alone, but true faults are revealed To the gaze of each vain little miss. MARY B. LANDIS, 1914. 5 MISS MARY HARLAN DO TY, B. A. Principal, Greek, Latin. MISS ANNA LANGENBECK, MISS GRACE IRENE SMITH, B. A. German. History. MISS SARA JEAN HOWELL, B. A. MISS LOUISE HUNT, English Literature, Rhetoric. English. MISS ELSIE NEWTON, B. A. MLLE. SINA REUTHER, Mathematics. French. MISS MARTHA L. EDWARDS, MISS ETHEL WATT, B. A. History, Civics. Science. E41 MISS FANNIE RESOR STEWART, B. L. MLLE. ESTELLE LE BRUN, English. French. MISS EDNA PEARL COTTERAL, MRS. ADA WILLIAMS, Geography. Drawing, Arts and Crafts. MISS ELLA BAKER, MISS LOUISE GEIER, Primary Department. Chorus Singing. MISS HELEN HOWELL, MRS. FREDERICK STRUNK, Primary Department, Drawing. Calesthenics. MISS IDA GOLDSMITH, Secretary. E51 The Primary Grades Primary IV I am in the first grade aw in school. Tom is in the ff; third grade. There are 11 WMQQ. boys in this school. We play tag at recess. I like spelling the best. Spencer cannot read. He and Billy draw while we are reading. Ross BRAGG LEAMAN, Primary IV. I am the only boy in my class. There are other boys in Primary II and Primary IV. Spencer is the littlest boy in the school, but he said his pise about the best, I think. I belong to the Junior Scouts Club. It is some- thing like the Boy Scouts. We wear badges for it. DANIEL CARL REBHUN, Primary III. E61 We sing in the morning. Then we read and write. I like to write in my Language book. We want the birds to come in 'the trees about the school, so we can feed them. We put meat on the trees for the birds. Joan is fat and pretty. Marjorie is little. Elsie has curly hair. Ruth said her pise well. Ross and Charlie are the two boys. Alice does good work. There are pictures in the room and a flag and flowers. I like my room. JANE ANDERSON, Primary IV. Primary III This year our class is in a new building and I like it because it is so light and sunny. There are five children in my class. There is one boy and four girls. I study spelling, arithmetic, drawing, writing, English reading and German. I do not know which of my lessons I like best, I really like them all. Friday is the best day of all because Miss Howell tells us a story. ELEANOR IHLDER RAPP, Primary III. The Primary Grades Primary II I am in Primary II and the thing I like best is Read- ing. Every Thursday, Miss Baker reads to us; she is reading ttWolf, the Storm Leader. There are six children in our room now, but if all of us were here there would be eleven in the class. Most of the absent ones have the measles. I hope they have a nice time in bed. In Gymnasium we play poison and have races. We have Gymnasium Monday and Thursday. Tuesday and Friday we have Singing. Wednesday we have Manual Training. DAVID FORKER, JR., Primary 11. Primary I This grade is Primary I. It has seven children in it. Miss Baker is our teacher. She is very nice to us. Miss Doherty has built a new building on to the old building and I am in one of the new rooms in the building. In the new room there are six windows but there are only three windows that have Window boxes. In the window boxes are ferns and plants. One of my best friends sits in front of me. LAURA MAY WILSON, Primary I. E71 Primary IV Marj ory Albert Alice Merrell J ane Anderson Joan Sullivan Ruth Higley Billy Hutton Charles Hinsch Spencer Ferguson Elsie Kidd Nancy Law Ross Leaman I81 Primary lll Eleanor Rapp Daniel Rebhun Anne Shepherd Anne Shinkle Frances Shinkle Primary 1! Elizabeth Hutton Bayard Kilgour Thomas Leaman Marj ory McAvoy Warren Perin Phyllis Albert David Forker Ann Graydon Webster Harrison Mary Hinsch E91 Primary I Olivia Cassatt Dorothy Sebastian Helen Edwards Susan Stanage Jean Graydon Laura May Wilson Louise Holstein Martha Cooper Estella Ficks Eleanor Behrens Janet Enger Helen Ficks May Louise Greene The Intermediate Grades Intermediate IV Ann Field Katherine Garvey Katherine Miller Intermediate Ill Mary Hazen Outram Hodgkinson Margaret Kepling'er Rosan Krippendorf IAlice Pape I101 Polly Perkins J anet Wurlitzer Harriet Ramsay Marjory Shepherd Paulina Stearns Marianne Wurlitzer I111 Intermediate IV Seven we are, With many a scar. Seven are we Don't; you see. This is a very interesting class of small girls. We all hope to be Miss Dohertyls pride some day i and think we are now. Of the seven, Ann Field is the brightest in Arithmetic, but to the rest, Multiplication is vexation, Divisionls just as bad, The Rule of Three perplexes me And Fractions drive me mad. Janet Wurlitzer is very talented in Drawing, while Martha Cooper recites well in Science; Katherine Garvey is good in Grammar; Katherine Miller is good in Reading and plays llJacksll nicely. Polly is always at school when not home sick. She eats more crackers than all the rest of the class together. At recess we all like to guard the big girls when they play basketball. Some day we hope to come out with flying colors in basketball, but now we are content to study and play. POLLY PERKINS, 1920. DE Intermediate III HERE are thirteen girls in Inter- A mediate 111, all neat, except after a - romp at recess, when we are as red as Indians from running, or after an inky battle with a long composi- tion when we resemble Ethiopians. We are not brilliant nor are we foolish. Our teachers do not worry about our becoming wonders, and yet, with a little help we com get through our examinations with very few failures. Our class has one pleasure, however, which no other class enjoys, and that is a full meal at recess. We all bring lunches and eat them, exchanging bites instead of sandwiches, for then we have a variety. The lunches consist of sandwiches, slices of pie and cake, cookies, and sometimes prunes, pickles and nuts. After the lunches are finished a lively game of mcagl, usually follows, which sometimes ends in knocking an ink-bottle on to the floor, upsetting the waste-paper basket, or breaking a vase. E131 One of the girls visits the school occasionally, about once or twice a week. I should think she would find it hard to keep up with the class. Another is the jester of Intermediate III. She is never tired of joking and is always full of fun. A third is very restless. She is never in one city a whole year. This year she went to California and the year before to Florida. She probably will go next to Alaska, and then to the North Pole. This must be her way of learn- ing geography. It is a delightful way to get an education, but she must miss her teachers and classmates. We have six teachers and they often speak of our wonderful agility during our recitations. We often think ourselves overworked, but soon recover and are as gay as ever. We may have a few faults, but we truly try to improve. PAULINA STEARNS, 1919. The Class of 1918 Intermediate II Class Colors, Brown and Yellow Class Flower. Yellow Chrysanthemum Class Officer MILDRED ZIEGLER. . ...... . . . . .President Class List Bettie Alter Gretchen Kroger Madeleine Rowe J ane Dinsmore J osephine Livingood Clarissa Stem Eleanor Herron Marion Rawson Mildred Ziegler The Class of 1917 Intermediate 1 Class Colors, White and Gold Class Flower, Shasta Daisy Class Officers JULIE GALVIN. . . . . . . . . . . President CLARA LOVELAND. . . ....... . .Secretary FRANCES J OHNSON. . . . . . .Vz'ce-Presz'dent MARGARET ANDERSON. . . . . . . .Treasm'er Class List Dorothy Anderson J ulie Galvin Helen MacDonald Margaret Anderson Frances J ohnson Hannah Shipley Alice Barnard Clara Loveland Madeleine Rowe Virginia Burkhardt Louise McLaren Ruth Wilson Natalie Powell E141 15J The Class of 1916 F reshmen Class Colors, Blue and Gold Class Officers DOROTHY LYON. . . . ..... . . . . .P'resz'dent ORIEL COMACHO. . . . . . . . . . .Sec'retary MARY FORKER. .. .. ..... Vice-Presz'dent VIRGINIA GEIER. . .. . .Treasmer Class List Ida Crothers Kathryn Rogers Louise Chase Irene Sebastian Myra Langdon Virginia Suydam Mary Lou Moore Mary Waite I161 E171 The Class of 1915 Sophomores Class Colors, Green and White Class Flower, Chrysanthemum Class Officers AMY COLLINS. . . . . .. .. . , . . .Pmsident ELIZABETH SUYDAM.. . . .. .Sec'retcu'y MARY LOUISE MOFFETT.. . . Vice-Pmsident HARRIET LANGDON. . .. . . . .TW'easu're'r Class List Jean Butterfield Olive Koehler Mildred Brooks Harriet Langdon Amy Collins J ulia McLaren Elizabeth Compton Mary Louise Moffett J eannette Ficks Frances Pogue Elizabeth Gest Martha Shipley Louise Kinney Elizabeth Suydam L181 091 The Class of 1914 Juniors Class Colors, Green and Gold Class Flower, Jonquil Class Officers AUGUSTA FORKER.. . . . . . . .President FRANCES HOWE. . ........ . . . Secretary HELEN JUSTIS. . . . . .. .. Vdce-Pres'ident SOPHIA MALLON ........ .. .. .. . .Treaswer Class List Dorothy Barrett Helen J ustis Beatrice Carmichael Nellie Knabe Gwendolyn Crawford Mary Landis Augusta Forker Ruth Little Ruth Hatfield Frances McLean Marjorie Hinsch Sophia Mallon Frances Howe E201 L211 Senior Class Prophecy A passion prophetic doth seize now the Sibyl, And bright is the horoscope read in each star. Lo! See here the future the Seniors are promised! No blot in the history their glory shall mar. Seven years shall pass by them, when through every region Each one of this great, gifted class shall be known; And many achievements, yes, even some genius, Discovered with pleasure, shall forthwith be shown. Class president Kicks't doth most painfully struggle, Despite her sad brain-storm, for long life to hope. With researches learned she fills up her mind, and With Metchnikoffts germs shds now found how to cope. A far brighter future Vice-President Tinnie Shall find as a critic of wide-spreading fame. The code of telepathy, standards of dressing, Both gain in authority by her mere name. A gay young adventuress, Janet, shall write of The thrilling and heart-throbbing romance 5119,11 find. Adversity, pleasure, ne'er make her forget once Her former whole-hearted, great love of mankind. I221 J ane GriHith a popular magazine edits, Her special department called uYoung Girls' Affairs, With wisdom she cautious and often advises How novices best can catch him', unawares. Yet brightest of lights is the great mathatician Professor H. Kroger who now finds, at home, Her earnest desire to edit a textbook On Algebra, gleaned from some great dusty tome. Again Lawyer Maggie our notice demanding, Reveals hidden genius in argument strong. Full many a case of great fame shall she handle With Burke as example of discourses long. Then Senator Geier, to Suffrage no longer Opposed, is a skilled politician of note. And during the late presidential campaigning She zealously augments Republican vote. But Mary, unlike all her hard-working classmates, Shall live now in idleness if so she please; From kinsmen in Wales shall inherited fortune, Soon fall to her lot from far over the seas. E231 And Millid, upholds the class honor and glory In poetry tuneful she seeks to gain fame. If wonder is stirred at the meter and rhyming, A poefs a poet, ifs all in the name? Thus bright is the prophecy, each adds some honor, Celebrities gaily the history throng. The stars thus reveal the great fates of the Seniors, In honor and happiness shall they live long. MADELINE HICKS, 1913. I241 Mm. Hm m1 Her moods, good luck, they pass like showers! But yeste'might and she would be As pale and still as withered flowers; And wow tonight she laughs and speaks, And has a color in her cheeks. President of Senior Class. Chairman of Executive Committee. Mandolin Club. Dramatic Club. Basketball Team. I251 She is gentle, she is shy, But the'rds mischief in her eye She's a Wart. Vice-President of Senior Class. Basketball Team. Mandolin Club. WWW be from thee and thine the name of prudef, Second Vic9President. K261 w EMW trauma All sort 0' smiley around the lips And twinkly round the lashes. Secretary of Senior Class. Business Manager of the ANNUAL. Mandolin Club. Basketball Team. xhlm MKICL1UWKA. She would 120i flatter Neptune for his trident O'r Jove fow- his power to thunder. Treasurer of Senior Class. Dramatic Club. Basketball Team. W71 First, then, a. woman will, or wth, depend on't, If she will do't, she will, and there's an end on't? ANNUAL Board. Mandolin Club. Her brow a. sermon And each. eye a homily. Captain of Basketball team. E231 m7 xa, M44 Her mind was a good deal of a. vagabond, and she had to spend much ingenuity in training it to a military step. Editor-in-Chief of the ANNUAL. Basketball Team. Dramatic Club. Mm .9 me Hem her laugh-omd tell a, stary- Snap a. jake-igm'te a pun, Twas a capture rapture - glory, And explasion- all in oneW Art Editor of the ANNUAL. Class Proctor. Dramatic Critic. E291 ANGE FARAN.. . . Executive Board Charlotte Shipley Barbara Thrasher Virginia Bell Regular Members Helen Kinsey Imogen Kinsey Lucile Kroger Marie Louise Kupferschmid Corinne Lawson Angeline Loveland Mary Mallon Ethel McCullough J ennie Moffett Grace Morgan Frances Aline Moore Emelie S. Osmond Mrs. A. E. OsmoncD Julia. Anderson Virginia Bell Harriet Blackburn Margaret Clark Marianne Clark Adele Campbell Ruth Crothers Eaton Mrs. Chester Eatom Lilian Crothers Alma Davidson Helen Dominick Dorothy Donogh Dorothy L. Duncan Marian Gaulding Katharine Glascock Grace Grimm Ange Faran Winifred Goodall Charlotte Healy Helen Holmes Dorothy Kellogg Ruth Kinsey Gwendolyn Rawson Catherine Sherred Godley Doris Hayes Rogers Jean Sattler Charlotte Shipley Adelaide Singleton Barbara Thrasher Ruth Thrasher Margaret Titus Louise Williams The Alumnae Officers . . . .President HELEN KINSEY. . . . I301 DORIS ROGERS. . Scare tamy- Treasurer . . ..Vice-President Honorary Members Miss Doherty Miss Howell Miss Anna Langenbeck Miss Clara Langenbeck Associate Members Dorothy Abbott Gertrude Ayres Louise Ayres Louise Allen Knapp Mrs. W. J. Knapm Mary Bates Elizabeth Bishop Natalie Breed Bosworth Mrs. C. W. Boswortm Louise B. Foerster Mrs. H. C. Foersten Augusta Clark Warrener Mrs. H. W. Warrenen Elaine Carew Flach Mrs. F. J. Flacm Katharine Clark West Mrs. C. H. WesU Frances Ebersole Amy Ferris Rachel Gallagher Dorothy Hill Anna Louise Irwin Louise Maddox Kinney Mrs. J. M. Kinnew Mary Laidley Margaret Mariield Virginia Martin Warner Mrs. J ohn Warne$ Margaret Maury Alter Mrs. Robert Alten Anne Rothier Ditmars Mrs. John A. Ditmarm Anne Sykes Emily Woodall Florence Woodmansee Alumnae Notes ' . ilEEKmff HESE ambitious alumnae! Louise l 6'25ij Cadwalader is taking a course in E i 1 Architectural Drawing at O. M. 1., . - Helen Dominick is studying prac- ' i k, tical Stenography and Gertrude Ayres is interested in a Kinder- garten course. Amy Ferris has gone in for dramatic author- :hip. Her new play will be produced this Win- er. Winifred Goodall writes from Bryn Mawr, You see, since I went to Washington, and saw the Suffrage parade, and got converted, and came back to Bryn Mawr, Pve felt in duty bound to set up a schedule Which I break, like a regular Suffragette, I guess. But the parade was very impressive, and I certainly did feel good seeing it. We couldnlt march in the pa- rade. But I tell you it did feel good to see our banner at the very head of the college division, and to recognize some of our faculty. My! how we wanted to be there! The college people, of course, looked much the finest of all, and the most dignified, in their caps and gowns, and the doctors of law, in purple bands, were Simply glorious! Ruth Kinsey is a Senior at Vassar, and Gwendolyn Rawson at Bryn Mawr. E311 Helen Kinsey is studying at the University of Cincinnati for this year. Ethel McCullough is spending the winter in California. Grace Morgan has been enrolled as one of the official coaches of C. P. S. Mr. and Mrs. Robert Alter tMargaret Mau- ryi are spending this year abroad. Mary Mellon has won splendid honors at Vassar. She was one of the three chosen from the Whole Sophomore Class for the Board of the liMieceHanyXi Aline Moore is taking college life very much in earnest. She writes, At college you are shown more than one point of view and are undoubtedly influenced by the atmosphere of good-fellowship and democracy,e a broad and cultured atmosphere? Vassar marks her re- port uvery good in English and Latin. Angeline Loveland says, Pm crazy about college. The matron is a dear and so are all the girls. We have perfectly gorgeous times together, feasts, acting, talking and rompingll' In spite of all this gayety tor maybe because of itl Angelineie report gives creditii in every subject! Hurrah for Angeline! News from tiOld Girl? CAMPBELL is studying at Miss Hill's School this Winter, and will enter Vassar in September, 1913. Perhaps we shall soon see a sign, Milliners and Mantuamakersiie D. Rod- gers, B. Thrasher and C. Shipley. Angie Faran and Corinne Lawson are also making their hats and gowns for next yearts debut. Dorothy Carothers is enjoying herself at Miss Cowleb School in Hollidaysburg. She has been cast for the part of wDido, the Phoenician Queen, in a play they are to give soon. Lucy Gale at Sweetbriar, and Emily Heizer at Chevy Chase, are both too busy to write. Lilian Crothers has been flying about town in a saucy little auto of her 1:very own. She manages it with great skill and enthusiasm. Helene White has, this Winter, been enjoying all the delights of the opera season in New York. Many former C. P. S. girls have made their debut this Winter. Among them are Constance Lewis, Marie Kupferschmid, Charlotte Rowe, Alice Bowler, Catherine Eckstein, Alice White, Francis Perin. Marriages Ruth Crothers and Chester Shepard Eaton, December 11, 1912. Augusta Clark and Harrison Percy Warrener, January 14, 1913. Helen Glen and Howard Day Fisher, J une 19, 1912. Births Mr, and Mrs. John A. Ditmars 1 Margaret - March 5, 1913. Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Kinney- Frances Maddox - July 9, 1912. Mr. and Mrs. W. J . Knapp - George Owen II 1 February 9, 1913. K321 Seniors MADELINE HICKS, Pres. COR. THRASHER...V.-P. JANET RHODES.....Sea. HELEN KROGER..T1'8IJL8. Junior- AUGUSTA FOEKER, Pres. HELEN J US'TIS, V.-Pres. FRANCES HOWE. . . .Sec. SOPHIA MALLON, Trams. Sophomores AMY COLLINS. . . .Pms. MARY L. MOFFETT, V.-P. ELIZ. SUYDAM.. .. .Sec. H. LANGDON. . . .Treas. Freshmen DOROTHY LYON...PTes. MARY FORKER, V.-Pres. ORIEL COMACHO...Sec. VIRGINIA GEIER, Trans. Intermediate I JULIE GALVIN....Pres. F. JOHNSON. . .V.-Pres. CLARA LOVELAND..Sec. M. ANDERSON. . Treas. Intermediate H MILDRED ZIEGLER, Pres. Class Histories A C. P. 5. Garden This class stands for a garden, There stand two proud red roses, A garden sweet and fair, Yet sweet in spite of thorn; Where flowers are abundant, The dainty valley lily, And noxious weeds are rare. With bells so shyly worn. The people like this garden, You find the dainty hedge-rose, For in it love doth grow; A jack-in-the-pulpit too; One lovely gentle pansy The sunHower guards the corner, Pd like you all to know. With nothing else to do. The bluebell with its tinkle, Their tempers, like their colors, The jonquil's yellow glow; 0ft clash in childish wrath, The dainty little violet But no dearer flowerets blossom Peeps from the leaves below. Than this budding garden hath. LOUISE CHASE, 1916. E341 A Verdant Branch wm-W HIS quiet, retiring class does not a live up to its young but important dignity. Nevertheless, we hope E-auk that in three years it will burst forth into great prominence. The variety of the members is remarkable. Some are as tall as saplings, while others are like sturdy young oaks. Some are thin, while a few are inclined to be a little plump. One member, a black-haired, black-eyed dam- sel, will make an ideal college girl. Even now the knowledge crammed within her brain often gives the teachers severe shocks. What went she know after iiSmith has tenderly guided her footsteps for four long years! Another, when she has reached suflicient age and discretion, might well become a chaperon for young American girls, who wish to view the wonders of the Old World. Even now, we can picture a round, little lady with brown hair and eyes, conducting touring parties over the musty ruins of Rome, with a guide-book in one hand and a field glass in the other. What destiny awaits the class twins is very doubtful. One thing is positive, however, and that is that they will always continue to be as E351 lively and active as now. Moreover, let us hope that they will not cause other people as much consternation as they at present cause their teachers. Some day, we expect to see Mademoiselle Ginne, the worldis famous danseuse? blazoned in electric lights on Broadway. Surely there is no other outcome for this girl with short black curly hair, who can Bostont with such grace now. Next comes a tall, thin-faced girl with brown hair and eyes. Perhaps, the quiet and restful life of a teacher would suit her. Although spelling is her ttWaterloo, maybe, in future years, she could guide children of young and tender years safely through the tangles of arithmetic. Who knows but sometime a certain tall, fair damsel will become on authoress. If her future themes cause as much laughter as recent ones, there will certainly be a great many more stout people in the world. Another tall blonde of goodly proportions would make an ideal suitragist. Even the few Who persisted in the belief of the old-fashioned lady would necessarily yield to the influence of so powerful a leader of womants rights. Next are the debutantes. Both are fair, but one is rather tall and pale, While the other is rosy-cheeked and a little plump. Even though society, has lived thus far without these fair young ladies, it can not continue to do so many more years. Who can tell What wonderful fate may befall one dark-haired and dark-eyed member, Who is more often inclined to be silent than to speak. E351 Certainly though, it is good in this day and age to find someone who is willing to listen. Last of all, but not least, comes a beautiful girl with brown eyes and softly curling hair. Perhaps, even Europe may some day be charmed and delighted With her beauty. Surely, all the talents and charms of this class can not be hidden much longer. When they do burst forth, C. P. S. will never be able to forget them. AMY COLLINS, 1915. To 19- When a most unholy clatter bursts upon your tired ears, When a clamor fills the school, you will find That a certain class we know of is the cause of all your fears, And youlll call them many epithets unkind. They array themselves in line,e their young voices they combine In a shriek that makes the Harpies shrink with shame, They giggle by the hour with a limitless lung power, Now could you ever really guess their name? If youive ever tried to study when the clocks at five of nine, Their capacity for screaming you have gauged; Not a pack of hounds all yelping as the huntsman gives the sign, Not a clash of arms in battles Caesar waged, Not the noise upon the streets at election night, competes With the clamor never ceasing they create. Hereis a clue, but nothing more, you can rhyme their name with roar e I shall pause and trust my person to its fate. JANE RHYS GRIFFITH, 1913. t37l The House of Mirrors ' ' NOE upon a time, a certain class in J ' the C. P. S. decided to go on a pic- nic in a iidingly dell. After they had found the dell, and consumed i all the food provided twhich didnit take them very long, as they are noted for the number of animal crackers they can pile into their handkerchiefs and eat in only fifteen little short minuteslt they started off to look for an adventure. After they had walked a little way, they came upon a middle-sized brown house set in a grove of poplar trees. As it looked mysterious, the bravest 0f the class marched up and knocked at the door. It swung open and in they walked. Well! All around the room were mirrors which reached from the floor to the ceiling, and all around the moulding ran the quotation in tall, impressive letters: iiTo hold a mirror up to nature? Of course all the girls began peeping into the mirrors, patting their hair and adjusting their bows tthough there was not a masculine human presenty. But instead of the pretty mirrored reheations they expected, they saw the queerest things. Three of the girls were so quiet and demure that their mirrors showed nothing at all. And in a little gilt-edged frame over their mirrors tit must have been by magici stood the words: Variety is the spice of life. This probably meant that a little itspice consisting of a little noise, laughter, and a j udicious sprinkling of jokes tnot punsi, added to their half-cooked natures, would be very agreeable. Another girl, Who was very fond of tight skirts, fuzzy hair which looked like Shirred eggs on one side and scrambled 0n the other, of numerous rings and jingling bracelets, saw a girl with her own face, but with smooth hair, decently full skirts, and one modest gold bangle. In her gilt frame appeared the words, nBe a lady, no matter how painful. Assuredly I must not forget another girl Who loved to scream, push, and assert her rights rather noisily. In her mirror was a very un- natural reflection. It was probably meant to be what she ought to look like. Her hair was neat, her mouth was shut, so of course she couldnt scream, and her hands were quiet, so of course she eouldnit push. In her frame was Blessed are the meek, etc. Another girl always has something the mat- ter with her tat least she thinks she hast, and she always feels very important because she is the most delicate girl in the class. She has had measles, whooping-cough, diphtheria, ap- pendicitis, chicken pox and many other things, and she doesn't know how it bores everyone when she begins to relate her deadly experi- ences. In the mirror appeared a picture of what looked like a Goddess of Health. What a relief it was to see this girl look healthy and happy for once, even if it was only a reflection. In her frame was, tlIt is no longer fashionable to be constantly ill? One of the two girls that remain to tell you about is What might be truthfully called a common gender girl. By this I mean that sometimes she is very feminine in her manner and the rest of the time she is quite the oppo- site. So in her mirror appeared a girl with two heads. One of them had nicely curled hair tied with a neat bow and you could just tell she was saying, And, my dear, I had the most fearful time to find a decent dress to wear? The hair on the other head was very untidy and the ribbon was gone, Goodness knows Where, and one did not need to be very brilliant to divine that this head was saying Aw, Johnny, come off, quit your tessiif!n In her frame was, Stick to one gender or the other. Cham- eleons not admiredlt One girl only there is left for :me to knock, so here she is, fresh from my little hammer. This girl loved to tell secrets with another girl Who was not in her class. In her mirror appeared a very life-like reflection; her hand was hiding her mouth, and one could almost hear her say, ttAnd so-and-so is going to take so-and-so t0 the other personis dance. and she's the toughest thing you ever saw. In her frame was, A secret is no longer a secret when a second person shares it. So all the girls of the class got their little lesson and went home a usadder but a wiser bunch. tHow little imagination it takes to hear a certain member of the Faculty remark, tThat last quotation is very trite33 ALICE BARNARD, 1917. E391 Thirteen Little Maidens Thirteen little maidens Eight little maidens Worthy each of fame, Sports beloved by all. Onehs an ardent suffragette, HBoom, With muscles firm and strong, You can surely guess her name Is hCap of basketball. Twelve little maidens Seven little maidens Shouting round the house, Thought theyhd play some tricks. One hLittle maid says neher a word, It wasnht Francesh day at school, Shehs as quiet as a mouse. So there were only six. Eleven little maidens Six little maidens Writing for a prize, Thought they,d give a play. Doc the dear old Wicar won, Nat was such a roaring beast She is very wise. That Thisbe ran away. Ten little maidens Five little maidens Going out to dine, At the Inaugural Ball. Toff, forgot her powder puff, One as President Wilson, So that left only nine. Towered above them all. Nine little maidens Four little maidens Thought they Would be late, Were going to a tea Sister was too plump to run, H haven't time, just see these books, So that left only eight. Sighed Ruth, and left the three. E403 Three little maidens Two little maidens, With gayly colored bows. One such a crank on air llMargy fair surpasses all That though she has a dozen hats, With frills and furbelows. Her head is always bare. One little maiden Now left all alone, Submits to you with much respect This foolish little poem. H. I. J. L411 School Calendar September 27 e Unnatural sighs and groans in the air indicated that school opened today. October B-Miss Sara Jean Howell held the first of a long series of Thursday afternoon receptions. The attendance was small, but select. October 8 .h The Seniors, ineautiously rehears- ing with zest the witchts scene from t'Mac- bethft right next door to a Faculty meeting, were surprised by the opening of the door. Immediately they Itmade themselves air, into which they vanished. October 10 e The spacious new ttGyrrY' opened today. Eveyone crowded on to one small island of unpainted floor and listened eagd erly to a ustill, small voice in the far cor- ner, accompanied by rhythmical clangs 0f the furnace pipe. It is believed the voice was that of Miss Doherty. E421 October 15e-A distinguished looking visitor haughtily entered the brand new reception room and called for Miss Doherty. A curi- ous throng gathered in the Senior room to see if he were a patent or an architectf We regret to state that this vital question is still undecided. October 17--Several young ladies were re- proved for noisy behavior at the luncheon table. October 18mSevera1 young ladies were re- proved for noisy behavior at the luncheon table. October 21 W Everyone adorned themselves gaily for the benefit of a gentleman who was expected, but never did arrive. October 22 - Everyone dressed up all over again, but the gentleman new? did arrive. October 25 - Some brave soul put a j oke in the ANNUAL Box. ttThanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend! October 28 e A workman appeared in the new building today! We all wanted to gaze at this strange phenomenon, but Miss Doherty cautioned us, saying, Dontt frighten him, girls, hets very valuable. October 29mTwo workmen came today, and we feel that nothing can surprise us now. October 30eA highly diverting ANNUAL Board meeting. See account elsewhere. November 1 e First Convocation. Oh, how we love these meetings! tThe first bell is so shortJ November 5 e The first Basketball game of the tournament was played this afternoon be- tween Int. I and the Freshmen. Int. I was victorious. The cheers of the ttSophs could almost be heard above the tin-pans of the J uniors. November 8--More than one curious face gazed at a wonderful, awe-inspiring sign tartist unknowm, over the door of the Lat- in room. In bold letters were the words, Leave Hope behind, all ye who enter here 1 I433 November 8 - The Sophomores and Int. I played the second game of the series. The Sophomores won, in a blaze of green rib- bans, ties and green ttfifteens on their mid- dies. November 9 - The Sophomores, in all their ttSt. Patrick trimmings, defeated the Seni- ors in the third game of the series. November 15 - The last and most exciting game of the tournament was played today, between the Juniors and the ttSophsP It was hard work, but the uSophs won. Miss Doherty presented the Sophomores with the cup, and the J uniors With a large box of candy. November 16 - Almost the entire upper school came to the Baby Party this afternoon. Even the dignified CD Seniors went back to days of long ago. December 6 e A great and illustrious assembly gathered in the Gymtt for Convocation. The Juniors most royally entertained with the comedy of Pyramue and Thisbe. Astonishing dramatic ability was shown by all. December 12 -Excitement mingled with groansl! First rehearsal for Christmas party. December 19 e Last day of work for over two weeks. Sighs of happiness throughout the building! December 20e thhristmas Revelsll in the Gym? This unique performance was at- tended by quite a large audience, consisting of parents, friends, and four noble youths. January 6 H A weary lot came back to school after the real ltChristmas Revels. February 1 - Only Inaugural Ball in the coun- try, held in the ltGym today. February TeA French convocation. February 28 - A terrible crash was heard all over the building, but it was only the Sopho- mores breaking half a dozen rules. March 7 e The Primaries entertained at Con- vocation. March 8 - The J uniors gave a delightful The- ater Party to the Seniors. March 19 - The long-expected man finally came, and frightened the girls to death. He Went all over the building and walked in on the classes in a most alarming way. March ZOeA concert by the Mandolin Club and Chorus Class. April SeThe Seniors gave a theater party for the J uniors. May 24eMiss Doherty entertains for the Seniors and the Alumnae. J une 7 w Commencement at the Womanls Club. The Seniors in their white gowns, seem like llSweet Peas on tiptoe for a flight. June 14eA1umnae Luncheon and Dramatics. E441 llGood Willls the Best', Pd like to be a baby, Ilm coming to your party And dress like a baby, too; Dressed as a baby, too ; I'm pleased to come to your party As babies are so sweet and bright And play with all of you. Your party Will be a. pretty sight, And I surely do thank you. My mother said That I might play With you, on this Next Saturday. At the Baby Party, you Will see Itls kind to be asking this baby, A little girl who will be me, Such a helpless little thing, Dressed in white, with a big pink bow Who can only wave a rattle On her hair, as of long ago. And bite on a rubber ring. The Baby Party tiWontt you come to the baby party Dressed as a. baby, too? Theretll be lots of fun And playing done, And we surely do want you. ., HIS was the invitation to one of the jolliest parties that has ever taken place in the C. P. S. 011 this oc- casion, the seventy stately and dig nified FD young ladies of our up- per school were completely trans- formed, for in their stead appeared seventy. laughing, rollicking, bouncing babies. And oh what a good time these babies had! There were so many amusements that even when little Mildred fell down and bumped her precious curly head, she didnt cry long because she simply didntt have time. All afternoon the babies played and had so much fun, that when the time came for them to be bundled up and taken home, they could hardly believe it, and they didnt want to go a bit. In one end of the room ttLondon Bridge was falling down with a vengeance, while at the other some unusually energetic five-year- olds were engaged in a tug of war. Three long-suffering rabbits, tacked at intervals on the well, paid dearly for their afternoonis en- tertainment by allowing the babies to pin tails all over them. Plump little Jane was the most successful one in this game, and won as a prize the darlin'est horsie that ever was. After every one had finished looking at this magniiicent steed, a peanut hunt was announced and each baby, armed with a paper bag, went scampering 01? to look in every crack and cran- ny on the second floor. ttI saw those first ! cried one infant, snatch- ing three peanuts from the chalk basket. HOh, I dont care? replied another, there are lots more behind this picture? After they had hunted for a long time, the signal came to stop and then each little hunter began to count. The Smith baby had the most nuts and so won the prize. After all the peanuts were eaten, a lively game of ttspin the plate was started. Al- though some of the babies took pretty hard tumbles when they grabbed for the plate, they laughed rather than cried, because they were so excited. When at last one of the tiniest babies was found asleep in a big chair. the party began to break up, for every little guest looked tired. And so, with declarations that they had never had such a good time before and three cheers for the C. P. 8., the seventy babies reluctantly returned to the t'land of grown- ups. MARY B. LANDIS, 1914. ttl Hate You tA Solemn Warning to Primary In Now, Mary, you must wear a coa It That morning when Teacher was cross Said Mother, and sadly she sighed, Young Mary got up and ran out. But Mary just stamped her small foot ttl hate you, I hate you, she sobbed, As, HI hate you? she angrily cried. And ran on and neier looked about. All day the child wandered alone Till night on her unawares crept. At last she sank down on a curb, ttI hate you? she sobbed as she slept. That street was no place for a child, She was hungry and thirsty and tired, Strange figures moved silently by; Why, Why did that man stare that Way? A man stood there looking at her She wanted her mother so much, When Mary awoke with a cry. She had wanted her all that long day. ttYou horrid bad manP Mary sobbed, ttI hate you and hate you some more; I wish they would put you in jail. The man roughly grabbed her and swore. Poor Mary was terribly scared, He picked her right up in his arms She tore from his grip and she ran ; And asked her to tell him her name. She ran till she fell to the ground Then Mary remembered those words And was seen by a kindly old man. That had brought her this sufPring and shame. I did not mean all that I said: I dont hate my teacher or mother, P11 never get angry again Or say those bad words to another. AUGUSTA FORKER, 1914. i431 Main 784 opened and the manager of the Wilkins Lumber Plant came into the main room, the three young men Who had been discussing the latest defeat of the IiReds became suddenly very much engrossed in their work. riMr. Harrison, said the manager curtly, Will you call up Mr. Stern and tell him that I can not accept his proposition? tiOh, yes sir, replied the man nearest the door, and With a disapproving look at the other occupants of the room, the manager retired into his oiiice. Tom Harrison collapsed into his chair With a groan. Cheer up, old mam,H advised one of his com- panions, every one knows that Stern's a per- petual grouch, but then he can,t bite you through the telephone. Oh I know that, grumbled Tom, tibut Pd rather go to the dentist than try to be polite to a man I despise. So saying, he disappeared into the telephone booth. Main eleven eight fourj' he said and shook his fist at the opposite wall. Soon a receiver was lifted and Tom heard a slight commotion. Then, iiGood-bye, said a distinctly feminine I491 voice. This startling announcement was fol- lowed by a moment of silence, broken by a pea! 0f merry laughter, which was so infectious that Tom joined in. itOh, I beg pardonf said the voice after the laughter was somewhat subdued. I was say- ing good-bye to some friends just as the tele- phone rang. That is what caused me to make such a ridiculous mistake? During this speech Tomis brain was working quickly. He wished to know more of the owner of this charming voice. Instantly a plan un- folded itself to him and he replied, uOh, that's all right. This is Tom Harrison. I was just passing through the city and your brother asked me to call on you. I am one of his old college friends. iiMy brother? queried the voice. itYes, answered Tom, uyou must have heard him speak of me. May I come?' There was a long pause. Yes-you may come, replied the voice. Tonight? uYes m tonight. Hastily hanging up the receiver, Tom hung open the door of the booth and rushed out. One of his college friends ?,i nHas Stern a daughter? he excitedly inquired of his friends. Receiving the information that he had not, Tom slammed the door and again picked up the receiver. ttHello Central, Who Was the party I was just speaking to ?t, he demanded. It was number seven eight four, Main? itDo you know the name? uJust a minute, 111 try to find out. Tom waited impatiently. Finally he was told that the number belonged to R. H. Bradley. After writing down this information, Tom picked up his hat and hastily left the office. To the amazement of the clerks, Stern called up five minutes later and demanded to know whether his proposition was to be accepted. Meanwhile Torn hurried along toward the club, where he took dinner and prepared for his call. After having looked up in the direc- tory the street and number of the house in Which the uvoice was waiting for him, he started out to find it. Soon after, he found himself on the doorstep of an old residence on Seventh Avenue. He rang the bell and was ushered into the drawing room. He waited what seemed years to him before the portieres parted and a young girl of about twenty entered the room. She smiled shyly, and holding out her hand, professed herself very glad to see K501 her brothefs friend. Tom spent a delightful hour with this gracious young lady and finally left after obtainng permission to take her to the theatre the next evening. Then followed two weeks of evenings spent at concerts, theatres and at the Bradley home. In these two weeks Miss Bradley seemed to become as fond of Tom as he was of her. And so one night at twelve o'clock it happened that she crept in to tell her mother of their engage- ment. The night after, when Tom arrived, he seemed unusually quiet, and finally, at about ten oiclock he put on his coat. Suddenly, just as he was about to go, he turned to Miss Brad- ley. ttHelenji he said slowly, ti1 have a confession to make. ttYes, dear? encouraged Miss Bradley. tTve told you a story. I never knew your brother? blurted Tom. ttI never -Ji Why, I knew that all the timef said Helen unexpectedly. Tom took a step forward. How did you know, you little witch? he exclaimed incredulously. ttWhy, becausefi replied Helen mischievously, I havent any brother.u MARY B. LANDIs, 1914. An Annual Board Meeting tAccurately described for the benefit of outsideni DON'T think there is much to do at this meeting, announced the Editor-ianhief, texcept to decide upon the kind of ANNUAL we want. Has anyone any suggestions '9 ttLetls have a War Annual, something real exciting. ' volunteered the Art Editor, with wild enthusiasm. ttBut what do you mean by a War Annual ? asked the Critic superciliously. t'Oh, I don't know? The Art Editor waved her hands with airy grace. tCouldnlt we have every class represent some country, or we er -- something like that? Oh, Ilve got a great idea. Letts have a Political Annual, and let each class be one candidate. I bet I could guess which would be Teddy ! she chuckled. This plan was received with wild excitement. But above the babble of voices the cool tones of the Critic could be heard, ttYou would call it, I suppose, a 1913 Annual ? I move we adopt this plan, came from one of the Seniors who had not had any luncheon, and was getting hungry. ttI second the motion, cried a Freshman. The motion was carried unanimously. Well, I guess we will have a 1913 Political Annual, remarked the Chairman, with the air of one from whose shoulders a great burden has been lifted. uI do not think that would be a good plan? This discouraging statement from one of the Counselors checked the rising enthusiasm. ttI do not think that would be a good plan, she continued with grave emphasis, because when this ANNUAL appears in print the elec- tions will be over and the excitement will have abated? uThat is also my opinion? said the Critic coldly. ftShe hasntt any vote, yet she controls the elections, whispered a timid member to her next-door neighbor. HYoufll find that very often the case? The Philosopher nodded her head sagely. For a short time dark despair settled over all. Then an inspired one suggested, twhy not have this a satire and then we ell ttNow about the financial side, interrupted the Business Manager, who had been doing some close calculating and had not heard a word. We have a big debt to pay off and we must have money. She cast a suspicious glance at each member in turn and chewed her pencil. Deep silence ensued. thhy doesnlt the Mandolin Club perform 1W was the first suggestion. Agonized groans rose from the anti-mandolins. Not a soul would come, they declared. It took some time for this awful truth to dawn upon the assembly ttLetts give a subscription dancer, was of- fered next, with reckless ardor. The boys are all away at school, one mournful maiden said. tHer ttsteadyll had left for YaleJ The venturesome Advisor made another attempt. ttWe could have it a satir- ical paper and call it tKnow Thyself. KtTI'ite, thundered the Critic. Well, lets have it a satire and name it To hold, as it were, the Mirror up to Naturel Trite, thundered the Critic. Now about that debt. The Business Man- ager almost screamed in order to be heard above the noise. 'lI don't think the boys are all gone, said one girl, whose faithful had not happened to E521 go away. She seemed, however, to be in the minority. ttBut we have not yet decided about the kind of ANNUAL we want, hopelessly moaned the Editor. Letts have it a satire and call it that Greek quotation,u you know what I mean. Itls that quotation from Aristotle. gThen its not Greek, for Aristotle was a Roman, said one cheerful idiot. He was a Greek, declared the Latin and Greek Authority severely. ttYes, and satirize woments puffs, and rats and vanity boxes. That's some swell ideal cried the boyish, slangy Junior. tlBut we must have some money, wailed the Business Manager, who had been bending low over her paper for ten minutes, rtand I have a suggestion. Let,s give a subscription dance with no boys allowed. Then the whole Lower School will come. ttAnd make it a masquerade, what do you think? I think you might make a success, con- ceded the Critic somewhat doubtfully. This was the first favorable word from her during the entire meeting. I think that would be splendid, exclaimed an enthusiastic listener. But dont go to any expense. Let the girls Who are coming as boys dress only in crepe paper. Shrieks of laughter greeted the crepe paper suggestion and the innocent cause of the mirth seemed mildly curious and even somewhat hurt by the outburst. Well, now let's vote on our ANNUAL, said the Editor in a vain attempt to be business like. Once more the Original member proved helpful. ttWhy not parody some recent public event? The Inauguration, perhaps, would be best? Oh, and have each candidate be represented by some girl. Thatts fine! When the final vote had been taken, the half-starved Senior was again heard. nI move we adjourn! The meeting tumbled head-first out of the door, never once stopping to hear the Criticfs icy tones, This meeting was conducted out- rageously ! SOPHIA MALLON, 1914. ,, m. L531 9. r 'V. 2!!! q .-,--u.'mmrmuu. ....m... - .h- .quA! LATIN DEPARTMENT hhThe time has come, the Walrus said, hhTo talk of many things, Of shoes e and ships e and sealing-wax - Of cabbages e and hihgs - ENGLISH DEPARTMENT One, two! One, two! And through and through The vowel blade went snicker-snack! FRENCH DEPARTMENT The Jabbe'rwoek, with eyes of flame, Came whiming through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! GERMAN DEPARTMENT Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The fmminous Bandewsnatch! E541 SCIENCE DEPARTMENT All mimsy were the borogorves And the meme mths outgmbe. HISTORY DEPARTMENT th fmbjous day! Callooh! Callay! She chortled in her joy. MATHEMATICS DEPARTMENT How cheerfully she seems to grin, H ow neatly spread her claws, A'nd welcomes little fishes in With gently smiling jaws! PRIMARY DEPARTMENT Speak mughly to your little boy, And beat him when he sneesles; He only does it to annoy, Because he has the measles. A Nineteenth Century Hero I? T all happened in a large old coun- try house in Jersey, in the latter part of the nineteenth century. Uncles, aunts, nieces and nephews were visiting there at the time and among the visitors was Charlie, the favorite of the children. Charlie was twelve, a good sport even though he was a boaster. Apple picking all day had tired the children, and, after supper, they lay spread out before the open fire, telling stories. Fire was the chief topic. The boys were bragging of what they would do in case it broke out. Pd jump up quickly, grab my clothes, alarm the people, pick up the piano and run out, said Charlie, rolling his eyes in a dramatic manner. The children laughed at his remark, and Jimmy, who was to have Charlie for a bed- fellow that night, and Charlie, started up to the attic to bed. Prayers had been said, and Charlie had been dreaming peacefully for some time, when he felt a sudden jab in the ribs. HHi, you, the house is burning! and Jimmy ran down the hall. Charlie turned over with an, Aw, go on I But a knock on his head made him sit up. The roof above him was in flames and clouds of black smoke rolled upward toward the sky. Burning cinders dropped on the bed. Charlie jumped up. The bed clothes were now huge flames leaping to meet those above them. Pieces of burning roof fell to the iioor with loud crashes. The carpet was burning in places. With head down, stumbling over chairs and tables, Charlie managed to get to the door. Down the hall he flew, a white ligure in the darkness. But as he reached the steps a red glow showed above him. The hall roof had caught fire! Trembling like a deer, he started down the stairs, forgot the turn, rushed into the wall and started on with a bleeding nose. The road ahead of him was pretty clear now. Down the rest of the steps and then out. As he ran through the lower hall he glanced at the piano. Not now! He ran into the yard, bumped into uncles, aunts, cousins and all. But he did not stop there. He rushed past them all out into the cold, frozen road. The whole top of the house collapsed then, and Charlie, the hero, found he had saved-his night shirt! LOUISE CHASE, 1916. A Recipe -To Make Intermediate 11 Take cloth enough to dress nine girls And add two dozen or so 0f arms and legs and other things And make a sort of dough. Now take a piece of mederate size, Add brain, inside and out, A Spirit most intent on plays ; tTis Marion without doubt. Then add to some with greatest care A cute coquettish head, A sunny spirit and sweet smile And fmd you,ve made Mitdred. Add temper bright to a small piece And quite a lot of mind, And when youtve stirred it up With smiles, Youtve made Miss J ane, youtll fmd. Another piece, if rightly mixed With mischief and with fun, Is turned into a mould that's small; ,Tis Eleanor, when done. To make the next youtd better take A piece thatts thin and tall, And, after mixing it with jokes, Itts Kissa e after all. Now for the next Well want a lot Of fun and much seIf-blame, And poured into a large plump mould, 'Tis Madeleine by name. To make Miss Bettie we must take The dough tag mentioned firstt And to this add a lot of joy, And laughs enough to burst. Wetll make Miss Gretchen now, I think, By adding to the dough A happy temper, studious mind, A dozen smiles or so. And for the last be sure to add A hatred for whatts mean, A soul that dearly loves to tease, And youtll have J osephine. Take these nine girls and mix them well With fads for pencils blue, And pink and green and other shades. Behold Intermediate Two! JOSEPHINE LYTLE LIVINGOOD, 1918. I531 Motheris Angel Boy a EAR BILL : eGee, I wish you were ' here having as dandy a time as I am. This cold weather is great, and we have lots of snow. Yester- day we went coasting. Tommy fell off and hit his bean an awful crack. Gee, it was funny to see him rolling down that hill. We had SOME time over at Tommyls house last night. Gee, it was great. We took some of Mrs. Wolcott's sheets and played ghost. We could not see with them over our heads, so we cut holes in for eyes and mouth. Then we got paint and painted the faces. Mrs. Wolcott didnit care, she only laughed at how funny we looked when we went into her room, where she was dressing. After a while we took the sheets and built a house on the front stairs. We couldnit fasten them up, so we got some nails. A lot of the plaster fell off. At iirst Mr. Wolcott was mad, but he soon cooled off and played with us. We built a bully house and got some pretty dishes from the dining- room for the house. We broke a lot of plates, and gee Whiz, Bill, it was Mrs. Wolcottis Sun- day-go-to-meetin' china. She didnlt scold, 'cause She never did like that fancy truck any- how, she said. E57l After they went out, we went up to Mrs. Wolcottls room. We found some red stuff in a little tin case and painted up like Indians. We found some black funny stuff tdonit know what its forl and used that too. We tore all over the house and had a bully time. When we got tired of that, we got some old dresses of Mrs. Wolcottls and rigged ourselves up like swells. We found some hair in her drawer and made wigs. Mrs. Wolcottis big new hat had just come home in time for us to use it. It was about the size of a bicycle wheel and made a great hoop. A lot of the chicken feath- ers fell oil , but Mrs. Wolcott wonlt care, 'cause it looks betterln ever now. Tommy threw a pillow at me when I was coming home and he broke the best new lamp. Gee, we do have great times over to Tommyis. Darn it, anyhow, Bill, how do you make your hair pompadour so nicely? I decided the other day to have a pompadour. I thought oil would do it, so I got the castor oil bottle and put the castor oil on my hair. I would rather use it that way than take it. Gosh, dont you hate it? Then I found some old soap and made soapsuds. I put them in a bottle so I could take them to school. This morning I had a rash on my forehead and Ma thought sure I had the measlest They put me to bed in a dark room and called for the doctor. The Doc. merely laughed and asked what Pd been putting on my face. I said Pd used castor oil and soap- suds on my hair. Ma went up to investigate and, darn it, Bill, if I hadnht gone and used Three-in-One machine oil. Wasntt that a joke on me? The soap had something called carbolic acid in it. I fooled iem that time, When they thought they knew more than I did. Thafs all Pve done lately, so I have no more to say. Your chum, B 0B. P. S.eI went out to feed the pigeons after I wrote this letter and I left it out in the barn. IVS been there about a month, but I will send it anyhow. Y. C. B P. Se One of the pigeons flew away. She was a suffragette and wouldntt stay home. Y. 0., B. I531 The Compass Kids We are the Compass Kids. Dorft we look fat and fine? Made by those curious things You used to draw a curved line. The first one is Johnny Jones. The second is prim Marie, And last, but not least, at all, Comes little Tommy Lee. DOROTHY ANDERSON, 1917. L591 The Inaugural Ball tNE morning everyone was amazed by a huge, lurid sign on the Notice Board, which said: GRAND INAUGURAL BALL for the benefit of THE ANNUAL. Saturday, February 1, 1913. There was much whispering and speculating over this gorgeous sign, and the list of patrons grew. When the auspicious day arrived, the really patriotic people assembled in the hGym tor rather, Ball Roomi, were given a splendid res ception. The hall was gorgeously decorated with iiags and streamers of red, white and blue. The receiving line stood at the far end of the hall, gracefully posed against a back- ground of fiags. The effect was superb. Such a combination of colors and costumes was never seen before! Mrs. Wilson's be-tinselled gown baflies description. At the doorway, two elegantt footmen ushered in the distinguished guests. There they were met by the Presi- dentts Aide, brave in blonde moustache and wooden sword. Biol uNick Longworth and nAlice Roosevelt were the success of the hour. Even Queen Mary dragged King George over for this occasion. He promptly deserted his spouse and danced the whole afternoon with the Presidents young- est daughter. The White House Cook was quite a belle. The pleasure of the afternoon was marred for a few moments by a fight be- tween 'ex-President Taft and ex-President Roosevelt. They were soon calmed with cider and cakes, however, and the dance went on. Later in the day, some notable guests arrived, who had come in late on the Lusitania. tiOn with the dance, let j 0y be unconfined ! was the motto of all. King Peter of Servia led the cotillion. The figures were new and exciting. Everyone was hilariously happy. Even Miss D. joined in the festivity and danced the Virginia Reel with the two gorgeous footmen. It was surely a most democratic assemblage. As the strains of Home, Sweet Home arose, the guests cried in chorus that it was the most successful party ever given at C. P. S. Certain Juniors of Importance There is a young lady, H. J . Who serenely to school comes each day. She neier seems to hurry Or be in a iiurry, But With honors walks sweetly away. In Algebra sits Gloomy Gus, Who over each problem does fuss. iiIt took me so long, Is the tune of her song, Why moan when you always get plus! There is a young lady, Sis C. Whois as talented as she can be. Shell act in a drama Or dance like a uYama, The more watchers, the happier she. BEATRICE CARMICHAEL, 1914. E311 Sophomore Snatchea There is a young girl in our class, Most truly a fidgety lass. She never stops wiggling 0r squirming or giggling, This active young girl in our class. There is a young girl from Hyde Park Who skims through her work like a lark. When it comes to a iibluif Sheis right there with the stuff? And warbles it off like a lark. There is a young girl here named Jean Who crams all she knows in her bean? She is thin and she's pale, But sheis not very frail, If you watch, this is easily seen. J EANNETTE FICKS, 1915. -5 '.- a ' 5x. ?- X; cf .95 f k ig. , ?;x f; f 1 ,g54,, x v .If 3y '9- ' 5:3 Through the Looking Glass Tricked and frounced, as she was wont. Ma1'jm'ie H. What hath night to do with sleep ? -Jcmet R., Jana G., Marjorie H. Darkness spets her thickest gloom, And makes one blot of all the air. Just Before Examinations. Rigour now is wholly dead, And Advice with scrupulous head, Strict Age, and sour Severity With their grave saws have been passed by E - Summer Vacation. We1I-p1aced words of glazing courtesy, Baited with reasons not unplausible. Corrimte T. E621 Eye me, blast Providence, and square my trial to my proportioned size. meye? Before Exams. My nature is That I incline to hope rather than fear, And gladly banish squint suspicion. -Optomist Club, Gwendolyn C., Pres. Sophia M., Vice-Pres. Their breath is agitation, and their life a storm whereon they ride, to sink at last? Sophs. A 1000163 2. book, although therys nothing in it. - English N ate Books. Such sober certainty - Elz'zabeth S. 0h! then there was a hurrying to and fro, and gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, and cheeks all pale. - Exams. 'tSoft eyes looktd love to eyes which spoke againF- Dorothy B. ttMusic arose With its voluptuous swell. - Mandoli'n Club. Love has no gift so grateful as its Wings. -ere G. The wandering outlaw of her own dark mind. e Helen K. ttThere have been tears and breaking hearts for thee. e Natalie P. All thatts best of dark and light Meet in her aspect and her eyes. e H elen G. She bids thee mend thy line and sin no more. - Miss D. ttAdmire e exult e despise - laugh e weep, for here there is much matter for all-feeling manfte Oliwe K. ttHer voice had a timid and tremulous sound. - Madeline H . E331 ttPrepare for rhyme -- P11 publish right or wrong, Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. e The ANNUAL. Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. - The Passing Mark, 70. I stood among the crowd, but not of them. e H elm K. uOn With the dance, let joy be unconfined. -- Recess. War, war is still the cry, 'war even to the knifetft- Current Events. With j ust enough of learning to misquotef' - Poetry Class. Hear ye not the hum of mighty workings? m Senior Room. A light to guide, a rod To check the erring and reprove. -n Miss D. Hail foreign wonder Whom certain these rough shades did never breed. - Frances P. ttA progeny of learning. - Madeline H. To him that dares Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words In favor of the womaWs vote, Fain would I something say. - Helen G. ttWhat grim aspects are these These oughly-headed monsters. h Hair Fixings. Break off, break off, I feel the different pace Of some chaste footing near this sacred place? eApproack of the Faculty. ttMethought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment.U - Lunch Table. nThe loose train of thy amber-dropping hairfte Jana G. E643 A Contrast Miss Violet Genevieve Lucy Van Brunt Lived in a palace of white, Which stood on Fifth Avenue, stately and grand, It was an imposing fine sight! Miss Violet belonged to the ttvery best se And was everyonets spoilt ttlittle darlingtt and tlpeti! I Small Janie Ann Miggs was a tenement child. She lived on the seventeenth floor, In three stuffy rooms that were dingy and dark And had j ust four windows, no more. Jane Ann was so poor shetd go hungry to bed In order to let her small brothers be fed. Miss Violet Genevieve Lucy Van Brunt Had dozens and dozens of gowns. But the French maid who dressed her up morn- ing and night Was treated to grumbles and frowns. This dress is too dirty, and 'this is too clean And ttthis ones so old, its not fit to be seen ! Jane's wardrobe consisted of two little frocks, A school one, and one that was green, Worn only on Sundays, but she did not fuss, For Matt had them kept neat and clean. Jane Ann was contented, whatever her lot, And never complained, be the room cold or hot. E651 Miss Violette mamma was a social success, And went out noon, morning, and night. She hag two French maids, one to do up her am, And the other to rouge her face right. The lady Van Brunt loved societyts Whirl, And she had no love left for her poor little girl. Mrs. Miggs was quite different, as you will soon see. She supported her family of eight By sewing the buttons on tifty-cent shirts, She sewed them each night until late. She got twenty cents when a hundred were done, Yet she did not complain, but said it was fun. Miss Violet had tutors to teach her to sing, To play the piano and dance, To embroider, to paint, and to ride a fine horse, To fence, and to tilt with a lance. But she greeted these teachers with glances of scorn, And made them all dread to behold her each morn. J ane Ann went to school every day with a heart That was merry and happy and bright, For she had a teacher whose duty it was To fill the small girPs world with light. Jane Ann loved her teacher so well that she thought It was fun to learn lessons and fun to be taught. Once Violet, dressed up in black velvet and white, Went out in the park for a walk And saw Jane Ann Miggs in a little brown shawl, And both the girls started to talk. Violet said, uSee that girl! My! Shets ugly and poor! Jane Ann said, That haughty girlts rich, I am sure.U U561 Now which do you think was the best of the two, J ane Ann, with her braids and few gowns, Or Miss Violet Genevieve Lucy Van Brunt With all her fine dresses and frowns? I think Jane Ann was, for her life was content, While Violet was snobbish wherever .she went. JOSEPHINE LYTLE LIVINGOOD, 1918. mrhe Sleep -Walking Sceneh hWith Apologies to Shakespeareh Foreword Tie not from disrespect of thee Beloved Bard of England free, These schoolgirl jests and merry quips Pass from such. thoughtless, carefree lips; But just because than, too, wart young And n66? outgrew that youth among Thy tragic disillusionments. M. H. SCENEnSenior Room. Enter two Academic Seniors. FIRST AC. SENIOR h Since she has studied HMacbeth, I have seen her rise from the table, get her tablet, take forth paper, fold it, write upth, read it, afterwards tear it up and reseat herself ; yet all this while in a most fast sleep SECOND AC. SENIORh-What, at any time, have you heard her say? F. AC. S.- That which I will not report after her and could not if I wouldL Enter Collegiate Senior hwith books and a pern. L0, here she comes! This is her very guise, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close. E671 SEC. AC. Sh How came she by that fountain pen? F. AC. S.- Why she has it by her continu- ally; htis her wish. SEC. AC. Sh But see, her eyes are open. F. AC. Ssh Aye, but their sense is shut. SEC. AC. S.- What is it she does now? Look how she rubs her hands. F. AC. S.- It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands. COL. Shh Yet herehs a spot! SEC. AC. S.-- Hark! she speaks. COL. S.- Out, damned spot! Out, I say! Thou black and hideous inkvstain! One: two: why then htis time for school, and not one les- son! Study Hall after school, is murky and the keepers hvengeful. Fie, fie, why be afraid? Bluff it. She need never know. Yet who would have thought that pen so leaky? SEC. AC. S.- Poor wretched student. COL. S.-a- The sum of the squares of two cir- cles equals the hypotenuse of the immortal gods who are conscious of the right eWhat? -e Last night I knew it -- But Where is it now? What, will this ink neler come off '1 Why! Have you no study bell? Hark! ,Tis the Sophomores! Will they ne'er be still? F. AC. S.- She has recited what she should not, I am sure of that; heaven alone knows all she's left unknown! COL. Se Herels the smell of the ink still: all the perfumes of Arabia Will not sweeten this little hand. SEC. AC; Sru- Aye, but Dutch Cleanser would! COL. S.- Oh, my Virgil, my Algebra, oh thou Milton! Take pity! e Thou conference papers, that Latin Prose e Oh! Oh! SEC. AC. Se What a sigh is there! and brain are sorely charged. Heart F. AC. S.-I would not take such a course for all the dignity of B. A., M. A. and the rest of the degrees of college! COL. Sr- Wash your hands, look not so pale; I tell you, yet again ltis ltquae cum ita sintf' not ablative w That German took three hours at least! SEC. AC. Se Even so? COL. S.- To bed, to bed, Mother need not know how latels the hour; Come, come, whatls undone can not be done, ltis too late! Tomor- row all Will be known! SEC. AC. S.-- Aye, or unknown! Alas. un- natural deeds do breed unnatural troubles. Thus it comes if she Will elen to college go. MADELINE HICKS, 1913. The Sunset In the twilight, in the evening When the day is slow departing, Slowly leaving us to make way For the night, his gentle sister, And the shadows, weird and ghostly, Dance and waver on the water, Saw you never, in this peace-time, In this hour of joy and quiet, The great western gate of Heaven A11 ablaze with golden fire? Like a bed of tulips is it, Red and orange, pink and yellow, All aglow with magic fire, Making all the sky around it Like a rainbow, full of beauty. In the many-colored heavens, In the sphere that is above us, Do we see a thousand islands Made of clouds and light and color. E59l Many places do we see there Where imagination wanders. There we see the garden, where we Spent so long a time in day-dreams; There we see the rugged mountains With their misty, snow-capped summits Where at will our thoughts ascend. See we all we ever thought of, All our thoughts from childhood upward Clearly in the sky above us. Then a misty veil between us Dims the picture that we saw so Clearly but a moment sooner. Then the sun sinks slowly downward. The horizon, blue and misty, Swallows up our thoughts and day-dreams, And we see that all our visions Were but clouds and sun together. It was nothing but the sunset. JOSEPHINE LIVINGOOD, 1918. HE 01d gray mansion was pun- gent with the breath of pine and spruce. The pale winter sun-bearns crept eagerly through the long Windows and toyed with the gleaming holly-wreaths on the walls. Silence laid her slim fingers on the dark fir garlands, while young Expectancy tiptoed through the empty halls, and suddenly hung Wide the hospitable doors. Lo! In there trooped many scores of radiant damsels, stalwart youths and comely matrons. They filled the halls With laughter, and Silence shrank back affrighted. They gathered in the great hall, to await With j oyous impatience the coming of the Mummers. Far below there sounded the strains of gay music and the clatter of dancing feet. Nearer and nearer they came until at last the motley procession capered in. There were beggars and princes, jesters and judges! There were gypsies and court ladies, forest rovers and fair- ies! Quaint sable garbed maidens tripped de- murely and gay Spanish girls swayed their supple shoulders With the rhythm of the music. E701 132 13mm 33211215 Laces fluttered, silks rustled, lutes tinkled, as the gay procession wound in and out among the assembled guests. Rosy-cheeked children tumbled head long after the little Herald who stalked ahead in proud consciousness of his buff doublet and slashed sleeves. Perhaps they were awed by the huge Green Dragon Who carried the long train of the Lord of Misrulets cape. The Lord of Misrule himself strode forward gaily. Toss- ing back his head debonairly, until the purple plumes on his hat nodded, and flashing his White teeth in a smile of welcome, he raised his staff on high! The processon halted. The Herald stepped forward to make his proclama- tion. uImprimis! The sonorous tones of the Herald rolled forth. He chanted the proclama- tion giving power to his Lordship to ttbreak all bolts, locks and bars? His Lordship raised again the magic staff, and by its power absolved the assembled gentle-folk from all Wisdom, bid- ding them be just wise enough to make fools of themselves. Then, forsooth, began the Christmas Revels. There were the dances of Bracebridge Hall. The gaily costumed dancers paced in the sprightly steps of a by-gone age. Then the tiny ones came forth and piped their well-conned verses with conscious pride. They prated in German, and lisped in the soft tongue of nparlez-vous. They dropped shy courtsies and told with simple grace the sweet 01d Christ- mas stories. They clapped their hands in glee as they told of the wondrous toys and gifts and sugar-plums the morrow was to bring. Wee Master Spencer was led forth to say his verse. The Great Green Dragon strode forward and swung the tender morsel high up on his shoul- der. From that awful height the lad gazed at the awesome face of the green monster, then thought of the comfit he had been promised, and bravely recounted the tale of the Christ- mas Mousie. Anon the troubadours came forth and strummed on their gay lutes. Then gracious ladies in powder and patches. trod in the dainty measure of the minuet. Music sounded, and the whole band of revelers circled about the hall, like gypsies singing as they went. At last a noble guild of actors presented the ever new tale of Pyramus and Thisbe. Alas! poor lovers! Had the grizzly lion been a whit more terrifying, the spectators would have fled from the hall in dismay. Albeit, they remained and applauded and re-applauded the efforts of the noble troupe. Then 10! a band of fairies scampered out, huttering their gauzy Wings. They danced as lightly as the sun-beams dance over the rippling waves. They sang as sweetly as the south wind sings in the lilies. Time waned. The Yule-log must be brought, and Christmas candles must be lit! The mad- cap mummers clattered out with shouts of laughter. The merry guests followed to kindle the great Yule-log. The shouts and laughter grew fainter and fainter in the distance. At last, Silence stole back into the deserted room. The holly berries gleamed softly 0n the wall, and the sweet fragrance of the pine and spruce breathed a Christmas Benediction through the empty rooms. MARY HERBERT, 1913. An Allegory .. AR away in the beautiful land 0f .: A, School-House was situated a won- . derful little city called Imagina- It was at the highest point of the steep Cliff of Duty. Far below stretched the great, blue Sea of Work, gleaming in the sunlight. The inhabitants of the city were both quiet and peaceful; but one day as the children were playing outdoors, they saw a Ship coming from over the Sea carrying a giant and many men. The children were frightened, and ran to their parents crying, Save us, save us! But it was no use. The giant arrived at the city, and threw many children into the sea, and killed others with his trusty sword, Difficulty. The loved and sweet Duchess, Geographia, and her children cleverly escaped, but her sister, His- toria, was killed. The giante name was Signor Arithmeticio, and he was rapidly destroying the beautiful city with utmost cruelty. Geographia being distressed, ran to Sir Grammar, and cried, ttOh, kind Sir, d0 kill this man that has thus intruded upon us! Chal- lenge him, brave knight, and fight and kill him 1 Sir Grammar readily agreed, and going UZJ up to Signor Arithmeticio, he said, Come, fight, coward V At this, Signor raised his head and laughed heartily; then drawing their swords, they began. At last Signor Arithmeticio lost all his strength for fighting, and taking Sir Grammar in his arms, threw him into the sea. Two little girls stood looking on, and when they saw the brave knight cast into the sea, hand in hand, they jumped in after him. Their names were Reading and Spelling and Sir Grammar was their beloved friend. At first the two sank into the clear water, but soon they were seen again, swimming with Sir Grammar between them. By this time the neighbors had heard of the misfortune, and Geographia ran to fetch Frenche, Germanich, Gymnasium, Singing, and Art, and altogether they saved the three. Sir Grammar had recovered his strength, and his sword was still sharp, but alas for Arith- meticio! he had broken his sword of Difhculty! Signor would not surrender, so he used a knife, but it was too small. So With a last stroke of his mighty sword, Sir Grammar wounded Arithmeticio, and threw Difhculty into the sea. HARRIET RAMSEY, 1919. A Day in Venice Fair Venice lay under the rosy gleams 0f the sun as he Waked from his nightly dreams, And the sky was blue and the air was free While the blue waves rolled in from the deep blue sea. The Square of St. Marks glowed under the blaze Of the sun at noon-day, itis streets were a maze 0f the rich and the poor, the high born and base, Who in Godts loving sight are all children of grace. The Isles of St. Mark to the sky lay unrolled, The gondolas passed with their trimmings of gold And the chimes of St. Mark rang out o'er the sea, And the shades of the evening dropped down upon me. The moon, queen of night, then arose in the sky, And the stars shone bright and the Winds did sigh And the white roofs of Venice lay still in her ray And awaited the dawn of another day. JANET RHODES, 1913. The River At Night Below me far the river flOWs unseen, For all is cloaked in darkness by the night, Until the moon reveals to me the scene And turns to gold the waters With her light. Against the sky uprising hills do loom, A11 twinkling with a thousand shining lights, Which gleam like tiny fire-iiies in the gloom And shimmer through the dusky veil of night. J ANE GRIFFITH. The Fat Boy ILLIE TUBBLESON had come to , t Camp Minnehack, in Maine, in search of happiness. At last he was away from the world where the Hbeauteous faith east rejecting looks upon him on account of his rolls of fat. These looks cut deep through his tiesh-padded chest to his heart. The beauteous fair and Emily Babbett were synonymous. Billie hoped to forget his troubles and lose his fiesh in camp. After a month he became desperate. When he went with John Treadway, the camp wag, he discovered to his dismay, that he weighed ten pounds more. He did not see John's foot slip off the scale. The next day Billie decided to coniide in his friends. He gathered six of his chums about him and related his woes. Sam Johnson, J ohn Treadwayis boon companion, spoke up: J elly- roll, old boy, Pve got the stunt? What ? questioned Billie brightening. nWeill put you through a regular training stunt, dieting, swimming, lots of exercise and track running, said Sam with his eyes twink- ling. Billie assented somewhat dubiously. Exercises were to begin at once. Sugar, de- serts, and all sweets were barred. Billie was to be run around the half-mile track twice or three times a day. He was to have three swims, and any spare minutes were to be hlled in with tennis or rowing. The six chums agreed, with great enthusiasm, to furnish Billieis training. Training began at once. Billie was forced to run twice around the track with an escort on either side to prod him on his pumping way. Swimming was indulged in next. Billie was not allowed to be idle a minute; it was diving, swimming, and playing every minute of the time for him. His meals were horrible. Often he was tempted to give up his training when he saw the Sunday ice cream; then the thought of Emily Babbett with her piquant face and slim figure came over him and spurred him on. Furthermore, the boys themselves would not let him give up. As one of them said, itSlicing off the j elly-roll was too much fun to stop? So Billie continued for more than three weeks. At the end of that time Billie was weighed. Again John Treadway accompanied him, and again Billie balanced at two hundred. A council of the reducers was called. The routine for the succeeding days was made heav- ier. Besides swimming and running, rowing morning and afternoon was put on the schedule. Billie was becoming a little discouraged. The thought of increasing exercise was far from agreeable. The day the new schedule was to begin Billie arose disheartened. But he was not left to muse long. He had a swim before breakfast, breakfast and track work finished before he knew what he was being put through. J ohn and Sam were to take him rowing. While Billie was recovering his lost breath from his run- ning, J ohn tied two big stones to the back of the new steel rowboat. Billie came along pres- ently and they all got into the boat. Poor Billie puffed and blew, but scarcely moved the boat. All the fellows Who passed along the shore laughed until they ached. John and Sam had to tell jokes for an excuse to laugh. Billie rowed ploddingly, but never discovered the joke. After two more swims and another run around the track, one of the counselors who was on volunteered to take Billie for his afternoon row. He took him in a wooden boat. After they had been out some time Billie sol- emnly announced that the steel boats were much harder to row than the Wooden ones. When the time came for Billieis last run about the track for the day, he was very much depressed and exhausted. Billids two escorts had come to take him around. They started off at a jog- trot' As they went slowly around the track various thoughts passed through Billieis mind. The farther he got around the track, the smaller became Emily Babbett and the larger loomed hammocks and the village ice-cream parlor. Billieis steps became slower. Fifty yards from the end he threw himself fiat on his stomach. He refused to speak or move. At last the boys left him. When they were gone Billie lumbered off to his tent. He tore Emilyts picture to bits Which he trod scornfully under foot on his way to the ice-cream parlor. FRANCES HOWE, 1914. The Call of the Spring A messenger came oter the ice-locked Earth, Sweet was he, as the kiss of love. His touch as light as the thistle-down, His voice unheard in the slumbering town ; Bright was he, as the sun above. But his voice was heard in dusky woods, Clear was it as the chime of bells. It touched the ears of Anemonae, Who woke and danced with the Breeze in glee, Blushing pink, as the ocean shells. UN The messenger passed oter the mountain Snows, Warm his touch as a maiderfs lips. They melt with joy, and dash away The glistening drops in a silvery spray Gleaming fair, as the rainbow tips. The messenger went from the sun-kissed Earth, Blythe was he as a Eying cloud. The Earth was glad with a tender joy, Heavenly sweet, and without alloy Glad the Earth, and it sung aloud. MARY K. HERBERT, 1913. ttReason Is Here No Guide ACCOMPLISHED SNAKES. MISS D.- In the volcanic islands of the Mediterranean there are enormous pythons and deer. The question is, how did the deer get there? DOROTHY LeMaybe the pythons brought them. ALAS, POOR ADAM I MISS H.eGirls, have for your next long theme a story about one of your ancestors. Helen, do you know one? HELEN M.-eI know a story about an old-fashioned girl, but I donut believe she was one of my ancestors. RUTH W. tinterruptingy - If you go back far enough she will be. GOOSE. HELEN K. tin a Grammar lessom-The mas- culine of ttducktt is tgoose? OVERHEARD IN HISTORY. ttWhat is a demigogueT, tTots a Jewish church, of course? I781 HE HAD HIS HANDS FULL. NATALIE P. tin Historyy-Well, the Whis- key Insurrection of 1794 had several good re- sults; one was that it showed Washington had power to lay down the people who uprose. IT OFTEN HAPPENS. LOUISE MCL. tin the Literature classywAnd a messenger came in and said that Miles Stan- dish had been killed, and J ohn Alden took Pris- cilla in his arms and said, itNow we can be married in peace. SHOOTS 0F LEARNING. JEANNETTE F. tin History, speaking of the Stem DuchiesUeWere the people ttStems ? MISS SwuNo, but they might have been sticks. NEW GARMENTS. HELEN Ke Macbeth was wrapped in facial contortions. POST MORTEM. MARY W.- The Greeks gave pensions to or- phans and deceased soldiers. BREVITY Is THE SOUL OF WIT. MADELINE Ha Come on, help us with our German, ttTin. TIN RAH right, I'll be your dictionary. M. Ha I can't use an abridged copy. OUCH! MISS Hh- It is a recognized fact that people in middle age are often more pessimistic than in youth. DORIS R.- Doesn,t that apply only to those who are not married? J UST A WARNING. MISS D.-Girls, never translate pius AneasH as pious , that word has not a good meaning 'l'lO'W. HIGH FLYER. SISTER C. treciting in EnglishtettSoon Rip Van Winkle arrived on a pinnacle. Hendrick Hudsonts ship was the Blue Moon. WHICH WAS RIGHT? KICKS - What is a fetlock? MARY Ha Its the lock of hair on a calfs forehead. HELEN Kw Oh, no it isnt, its a gun. E791 QUITE A DIFFERENCE. MISS SMITHeWhat was the name of the celebrated book that Erasmus wrote? FRANCES Jt-The Follies. MISS S.- You must be thinking of the F01- lies of 1913. ANCIENT HISTORY. MISS SMITH tto L. CJmTell me about the Italian Allies. L. Cr-The Italian Allies were bound to Rome by a breach of promise. How ABOUT SAUERKRAUT? SOPH. tillustrating the poverty of the Ger- man Emperor in the 16th centurytaHe went into a monastery to get a free lunch. ALAS! Too TRUE. MISS S.- Madeleine, what is a speculator? M. Rr'- We a ee a oh, I know! A specu- lator is a man Who buys things, and who don : know anything about it. How ARE THE MIGHTY FALLEN! MISS S.hWhat else do you know about Rhodes? IRENE Se Oh, how they made them! SHADES OF THE INFERNO! MISS 8. What was Dante's greatest work? HARRIET L. Cato. WHY NOT BRIDGE? MISS H. Louise, what was the game of cards called that Belinda played with the Knights? LOUISE K. Five Hundred. WHATS IN A NAME? MISS D.- What does apiary stand for? CHORUS A monkey house. MRS. MALAPROP II. NATALIE P. wiscussing Chillicotha And it is situated in a very fertile valley where they can have a great deal of agriculture. They agriculte wagons ! E801 Spring F ever Perhaps you think Pm lazy And you sez I ainuc much good, ICause Pm settinI in the Sunshine A-drinkinI in the Spring When I oughter be a-workin, At some ding-dad useful thing; - Lord forgive me, Wish I could! But the bloominI woods are hazy With the breathiIf of the Spring. Oh, them bloominI woods are hazy With the stirrinI of the Spring. And I can't do nothinI useful With the air so pizen-sweet. For itIs made me just plumb wuthless And my thrillinI pulses beat All I want to do, is Sing! And my heart just acts up crazy From the breathine of the Spring! MARY K. HERBERT, 1913. EM E831 Basket-Ball Teams M- M F irst TeamuCollege HI HARRIET LANGDON.. . . . A k . . . Captain FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Harriet Langdon Mary Louise Moifett Amy Collins Mildred Brooks Olive Koehler Martha Shipley E341 f85J Second Team - College II BEATRICE CARMICHAEL. . . . . . .. . .Captain FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Augusta Forker Nellie Knabe Beatrice Carmichael Mary Landis Gwendolyn Crawford Sophia Mallon Third Team-College I HELEN GEIER.. . . . .- . . ...... . . Captain FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Madeline Hicks J anet Rhodes Corinne Thrasher Helen Geier Mary Herbert Helen Kroger E851 F ourth Team-Intermediate I DOROTHY ANDERSON.. . . ...... . . . .Captm'n FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Alice Barnard Clara Loveland Dorothy Anderson Ruth Wilson Frances Johnson Louise McLaren F ifth Team- College IV MARY FORKER... .. .. ....Captain FORWARDS CENTERS GUARDS Mary Forker Dorothy Lyon Myra Langdon Oriel Comacho Mary Lou Moore Louise Chase E871 Basket-Ball Scores FIRST GAME Intermediate I, 9. College IV, 5. SECOND GAME Intermediate 1, 5. College III, 20. U381 Basket-Ball Scores THIRD GAME College III, 21. College I, 11. FOURTH GAME College 111, 28. College II, 16. K891 The Basket-Ball Tournament RE you going to the game? was the question of importance on No- vemher 5th, 1912. After a month of practice, the Basketball Tour- nament was beginning amid much excitement on the part of both onlookers and 4'45. players. Spectators, lines-men, umpires, mas- cots, and players were in their places. The whistle blew. The ball was thrown up. The tournament had started ! The hrst game was played by College IV and Intermediate 1. At the very beginning the younger team took the lead. During the entire game they did not give the Freshmen a minute of advantage. The game ended with the score 5 to 9 in favor of Intermediate I. On the 8th of November the game between Intermediate I and the Sophomores was called for two oiclock sharp. The intermediates played like ttstreaks and were true sports to the end. However, even Ruth Wilsonis won- derful baskets, and the wonderful work of the entire team failed to gain the victory. The itSophsii came out ahead with a score of 20 to 5. P301 The third game of the series was played the next day. The iiSophs were matched against the Seniors. The first half of the game the score was comparatively even and the outcome was uncertain. However, after a hard strug- gle the Sophomores won, the score being 21 to 11. Helen Krogeris strong throws, Helen Geieris difficult baskets, the steady playing of the Sophomore team combined With the regular baseball slides on the slippery court, made the game exciting. The last and really keen game came off on the 15th of November, between the Sophomores and the Juniors, for the Cup. Everybody was iton her earu with excitement. The first half ended 11 to 2, in favor of the Sophs. Beat- rice Carmichael did especially hard work on the Junior team, while Harriet Langdon and Mil- dred Brooks starred on the Sophomore team. In the second half, the Juniors braced up, but the game went to the Sophs, 28 to 16, and with the game went the Cup. The Tourna- ment ended, with a cheer for the Juniors and another for the Sophs, and then a great big deafening one for C. P. S. FRANCES HOWE, 1914. wThe Quiver , HE QUIVER is still fiourishing in undiminished glory. It appears unfailingly on the appointed day, Without hitch or hindrance. The ANNUAL Board members regard it With awe and envy. To them tpoor soulsL it seems a miracle that any work would be handed in Without numerous threats and ttbrow beat- ings? The industrious editors and contrib- utors of The Quiver, however, take it as a mat- ter of course. The little book overflows with wit and orig- inalityl There are poems, jokes, puzzles, stor- ies and fascinating drawings. The thrillingtt continued stories are well planned, oh Fresh- men, coherent, 0h Sophomores, well spelled, oh Juniors, and legible, 0h Seniors! The Quiwer even boasts a Paris correspondent this year, and revels in its profuse material. No wonder the ANNUAL is envious! May The Quiver never fail to achieve that success which it so well deserves! M. K. H., 1913. REFLECTED RAYS MISS D y -They ALWAYS give this in the J une examinations. Girls, you surely cant have prepared this lesson. What AM I going to do with this class? Well, that's just it. tShe always shakes her head sadly and looks resigned when uttering this speechJ Now girls it seems to me I would like to have the class give me a 1ittle closer attention. You MUST learn VERBS! MISS H 11o Of course, you dont UNDERSTAND this, but You write today, girls. Stay on Thursday and make this up. Now girls, for goodness! sake DON,T tell Miss Doherty that I'm working you too hard, you KNOW it isn't true. We ought to do something ORIGINAL. MISS H to That may be perfectly possible, but I don't think itis right. Let's see-e-e-e-e. Now Iookee here, letis try it THIS way. MISS N n - You donit mean to tell me you didnt like that lesson? Why, I thought it was perfectly lovely. If you talk again P11 give you a demerit. E921 MISS L - k - Ugh! You donH: know this AT ALL! What are you trying to do? Go back and do that over! Go on, GO ON, GO ON! MISS W 131: May I make a suggestion? MISS G hmGIRLS, DON,T TALK IN THE HALLS. Schnell, schnell, schnelll E931 The Crooked Road The white road glides onward ever, We may not know its goal; For from every hill it climbs on still As a weary, wandering soul. At morn the east is hopeful white With dreams that may come true; But look to the west when the day is done The hope fades away with the blue. I941 TTTomorrow we say, and continue To look at the purple and gold; But our hearts are heavy Within us, The future seems dreary and cold. Yet bright next morn the sun shines out And shimmers our road of grey; And we march on With hopeful hearts As the sunshine illumines our way. MILDRED D. CHASE, 1913. MARYHERBERT, 1913. .. .. .. .. .. ..Editar JANET RHODES, 1913. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Business Manager SOPHIA MALLON, 1914. . . . . . . . . . . Assistant Business Manager MILDRED CHASE, 1913. .. ... .. .. ... .. ... ..... Art Editor FRANCES HOWE, 1914. . . .......... . . . . . .Assistant Art Editor STAFF Margaret Tangeman, 1913 Myra Langdon, 1916 Mary Landis, 1914 Alice Barnard, 1917 Julia McLaren, 1915 Clarissa Stern, 1918 ADVISORY COMMITTEE Miss Doherty Miss Hunt Miss Howell -11And what is writ, 2's writ! Would if we're worthier! 1951 Honor Page of the Annual Board Stars of the First Magnitude Th'is page the Muse shall consemate to Fame, And midst the stars inscribe each worthy name. Mary K. Herbert Jane GrifIith Janet Rhodes Alice Barnard Mildred Chase Dorothy Anderson Josephine Livingood Frances Howe Madeline Hicks Mary Landis Comets Without Tails Therds husbamdry '61:. H eaven, these candles are all out? Sophia Mallon Margaret Tangeman Amy Collins Gwendolyn Crawford Model P Five-Passenger Touring Car. ronr-Gycle Four-Cyllnderu 4x 1 556 inches 40 ELF. Long Stroke Motor. Cylinders ent in mire, V2 in. offset PRICE, $1750.00 ENGER- THE CAR OF VALUE THIS announcement primarily concerns Model P. au.r 1913 leader. illustrated above. We do not know how We could put more real value in a car. not do we know of any better can- on the market for twice the money. All the latest improve- ments known to the automobile industry are found in the Moniel '13. North-East electric starter, electric lights. Stewart speed- ometer with graee indicator and Seth-Thamaa 8-day clock. etc. In fact. the Model P has Everything you need in a car Made Asa live-pusen er Imuing ear. atmhad hill climbing qualities, low four-pasaenger earns o 01' two-pas- center of gravity, eusy of control all senger roadster. pgtsd xjeadily acieeaaiyleilnr; Jungl- PRICE, com lace, readyturun 1760. 5 re 11: nacma'gram am .23 F Compare itppoint for point Wm? any giggnzvggingngfgd liar:- 2:21.13 utter 0411' an the mar Et' gnmpteed as to warkmauship and We build three nther medals + F, 1113021181. J and E - fully equipped, for Our new 0.93.310 e is now ready. It $1475 each. These ogre have IED-innh tells all about t e ENGEB. 7 Thz wheel base, four-cylmde'r, quiet-run- Car of Value. It is of interest ninn' mute: of amyle pawar, demon- bath dealers and individuals. Arrange for demonstration at your convenience The Enger Motor Car Co., Cincinnati, 0. Phone, West 863 .'. .'. No. 2100 Gest Street M. G. CARROLL AUTOMOBILE AND CARRIAGE LIVERY .NtigBW. 64 East Auburn Avenue. Cincinnati. Ohio Phonm Avon 914 PETER R. BUCHERT DRUGGIST S. E. Cor.Vine Street and Auburn Avenue Phone. Avon 1058 CINCINNATI, OHIO Makers of the TiEanytone Photos $212257 and Carl Seventh and Vine Streets. Cincinnati All that is authentic in Correct Outer Apparel and Millinery forWomen. Misses 311:1 Children Prices Reasonable RAMING is done right here. We make piftures and mirrors look their best. First, because we have the hhknowing-howh knack of suggesting the most suit.- able design and wood for each subjec'ft. And then, because we have the largest varietyha complete line in Circassian walnut, old rosewood, imported gold and all the novelties, such as reproduaions of old frames, Art Nouveau, odd colors and ornamentationav-a match- less stock. Yet you pay no more for this greater satish fagi'tion. See what results we give you. Then youhll know how reasonable our prices are. THE GIFT STORE mlnaann,5 Fourth Street, West uf Race REMEMBER gtierk ?rescription ?harmacg MADISON AND WOODBURN hTHE LADIES STOREh 311mm JBaer FLOWERS 138-140 EAST FOURTH CINCINNATI Mrs. Bernice Carl-Eller TEACHER Violin, Mandolin, Guitar 3582 Out Look Ave. HYDE PARK Phone Main 1079 The J. A. Jones Studio Misti: yunmmaphg Photos Finished at Very Moderuta Prices 429 RACE STREET CINCINNATI Weatherbeabk Greeb IF you can get it elsewhere For Iess-return it! We'll buy it back at the purchase price. 9 e Weatherbead Two Big Stores With the Little Price Southwest Corner Sixth and Vine Streets Southwest Corner Sixth and Wainut Streets JOHN BUTLER Staple ana jancy groceries CHOICE MEATS AUBURN AND GILMAN AVENUES Avon 271 PHONES Avon 272 .723 85urcAz$einkamp 80. A SAFE. DEPENDABLE AND EASY PLACE TO BUY A RELIABLE PIANO OR PIANO PLAYER Esmblfshed more than half a cenfury FOURTH AND ELM STREETS H. Rattermann, Jr. Diamond Jewelry. Pearl Necklaces Sterling Silver 146 East Fourth Avenue TlfilI-Tlfcller $ompamg Xtcbmonb nub newcastlc 23.0525 anb Qiamations We Specialize. in. Change Eouquets cmb TlowersT-Armngeb for Cbmbuatton-fxetdses Parcel Post Free Deliveries on Orders SLOO upward. within SOO-Mile Zone Than 4682 Gmal 532-534 31am Strut EMULLAHE'SE '-. cmmss : v, ARE .-' MADE WITH: -.Lovmc.- 'FAREV'. Phone, Main 218i CANDIES Soda Water Creams and Ices No. 4 Ladies' Square 01mm. ?Sehf; gm Ola. Distributor. of $91701? aleatrl'a AND .Caaamodile Main Oifiue and Repair Shops. Vine and Fifteenth Sis. Hill Top Branch and Service Siation, 635-637 Ronkrlnle Avenue. Avondale B. H. KROGER. Prcaf. LEO J. VAN LARK. Vice-Presl. E. W. JEWELL. Viu-Prest. J. E. IIOIJGE, Secy. k Treu. ll. WEHMER. Ant. Secy. k Treu. Th2 ?rnnixlmt $aniugz: 982ml: 8: Tnmt 01m. Wrovldent Bank Buildlnm s. E. COR. SEVENTH AND VINE STREETS 3 per cent. Interest on Savings Accounts allowed for full month: on deposits made before the 10th of the month; allo solicits the accounts of Merchant: the same as anylhtionnl Bank. Safe Deposit Boxes $2 Per Year and Upwards BONDS BOUGHT AND SOLD BE ST WISHES c??.xxxinhxlx murIitzer CID. Pianos, Victrolas AND ALL Musical Instrmnents 121 East Fourth Street CINCINNATI Fier, gnngatmth 8c Ola. Dealers in High Grade Investment Bonds and Stocks Union Trult Bldg. CINCINNATI, O. UESiGN PATVD AUG 25.79. W Our Phones : : : Canal l163 4164 Littleford Bros. Nos. 453, 455, 457 East Pearl St. 460. 462. 464 East Second St. MANUFACTURERS OF Steel Tanks, Smoke Stacks AND Special Sheet Metal Work ' 15 5115! commencing to the The School of Life many gmds.,Of tmsyearg class and there is much to remember. Sh i1 Rio! 5 Have the largest variety of articles for per- sonal adornment and home embellishment. Prices For these goods are such that asiants money to the purses of the purchasers. Shillinys have been satisfactorily serving Rem em ber these customers for seventy-eight consec- utive years. TheJohnShiIlitoCompany Race. Seventh and Shlllito Place CDMMENCE EARLY IN LIFE OLDEST DRY GOODS HOUSE TD DEAL WITH SHILLITOKS WEST OF THE ALLEGHANIES ESTABLISHED 1830 Ol- ARTISTIC FRAMING AND - NOVELTIES FOR GIFTS Traxel 8c Maas Art 51:11? 2.06 W, Fourth St. CINCINNATI I 3333 1M PHONES 3334 AVON PHONES 145 AvoN 3335 1801 R. J. MCCOMBS GROCER Reading Road and Rockdale Ave. and Rockdnle and Burnet Ave. cINGINNATI L723 Gaye e ?mxoarafory SCAOOZ for tgl-I,ZY MADISON ROAD, EAST WALNUT HILLS MISS MARY DOHERTY, B. A., I Principal Qrimary, jntermealiate, Galleyiate anal xJoancea eraI-tments Fall Term Begins September 26, 1913 TELEPHONE, NORTH 3147 Gliminnati wnnapruatnrg nf mum: CLARA BAUR, Foundrals Faculty of International Reputation Methods of Foremost European Conservatories Elnmtinn : $111153: : ianguagra Students may enter at any time throughout the year. Unexcelled advantages for Summer study. Ideal Home Department. 47th Academic Yeu- Begina Sept. 2, 1913 For Catalogue address, MISS BERTHA BAUR. Highland Avenue, Oak St. and Burnet Ave., CINCINNATI, Omo OUR FACILITIES FDR EXECUTING ZHinP Eugranrh $tatinmry ARE UNSURPASSED YOUR PATRONAGE WILL BE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED 57112 Mnnhtnm-Emhley 01a. SOC I ETY STATION! R5 323-325 WALNUT STREET CINCINNATI MISS ALICE E. CURRY MGR, ENORAVING DEFT.