Commerce High School - Commerce Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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MARCH. 1. Much criticism of Seniors’ pictures. 3. Mr. Stein of the Baily Co., demonstrated the process of manufacturing wall paper. Mr. Noble Sissle sang at rhetoricals. Central High Glee Club concert. 8. Leslie Wilson made record of 226 words on a Smith Premier. 9. Mr. MacLane, Principal of Normal, spoke to us. 10. Great promises for March 14. 14. Faculty 17—Varsity 27. Mr. Manville made a basket. 16. Lady Faculty 2—Girl Varsity 15. Chicken vs Appetite in Lunch Room. 17. Half session just like any other school. 22. Big time! Ecremmoc dance. 24. Dr. Howe, President of Case School of Applied Science, spoke to us. 29. Seniors’ trip to Sherwin-Williams Co. 30. Debate with Central. Unanimous in our favor. 31. Lecture by Dr. Gallager. MAY. 5. Class Day. Two plays presented. Class prophets—Clara Pfistcr, Frank Crebbin. 23- Commencement. Faculty Choice: George Groman Lillian Zak Joseph Bernstein Gertrude Colberg Frances Davis Myra Billenstein John Tobin Class Choice: Elsie Mead George Leopold oo

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iflp Srcatn IT was long after midnight when I closed the last of my books and finished the last of the lessons for the succeeding day. How many times I had cried over that old geometry, or condemned the English teacher for giving me a theme to write when the other work was so heavy, or scolded myself for ever entering a four-year business school, I am not going to say. It is enough, to admit that I looked on myself as the most unfortunate girl alive, since I had so often received grades of passing when I looked for E’s; so often had sat until morning, working, when it seemed that no one else in all Cleveland was worked so hard. As I was saying, it was long after the midnight hour on this particular night that the somewhat singular events contained in this narrative, took place. I had just finished writing the last page of the theme to be given in the next day when I heard the footsteps of Aunt as she came down the hall from her own room. When I heard them, I hastily climbed into bed, and when she called to know if I were asleep, I did not answer, for I knew that then she would go back with the impression that I had long since ceased studying. I could hear her steps go down the hall, returning to her room, the sounds growing fainter and fainter until it seemed to me that the way must be a very long one. While I lay thinking over the last proposition I had worked out, I noticed that the room seemed singularly light. I knew that the arc light on the corner could scarcely cast its rays so far, and then too, this light seemed to be more soothing and caressing than the garish electric one. I raised myself in bed and looked intently in the direction of my Bible and crucifix which were on a stand facing the bed. Then I saw what had caused the light. A most beautiful woman was standing by the stand, one hand resting on the Bible and the left one extended toward me She was clothed in robes of some filmy material and her hair loosely flowed from a plain band of white about her head. More than this I did not take time to notice for I saw by her waiting attitude and the slightly extended left hand that she wished me to come to her. I arose and knelt in front of her, for singularly enough, I felt no fear notwithstanding the hour, and the silence of the waiting figure. She led me to the window and I divined that her purpose was to take me on some journey, since, when we came near the window, she pointed with a grand sweep of her arm, out over the homes and hovels of the sleeping city. I threw about me a heavy robe and taking the arm of my mysterious companion stepped once more to the casement by her side. It was then, as we stood looking out over the myriad lights, flickering and signalling, that the first word was spoken by the spirit, for such I now conceived it to be. As we came near to the casement and looked out, some idea of the purpose of my companion came to me, and I drew slightly back from the open window, when I looked down and saw that the height was great and the air 92