Commerce High School - Commerce Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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anxious waiting, Friday the thirty-first finally came, bringing with it joys untold. The members of the decorative, entertainment, and executive committees worked until each one was willing to express his feelings by a word such as “tiredness,” even though it had to be coined for the occasion. At last the gymnasium was artistically decorated, amply rewarding those who had labored so industriously. The school colors, gold and white, were gracefully draped, concealing the ugliness of the gym. In the center of the room hung a large lantern with ghosts and goblins upon it. At the northern end, corn-stalks and leaves were arranged, while in each corner were hung pumpkin lanterns. The side walls held startling warnings to any guilty of transgressing stated rules. A Post Graduate was heard to remark, as she was inspecting the finished work, “Well, they at least know how to decorate their gymnasium.” Promptly at 3:30 P. M. the program started with a grand march, led by the officers and committees of the senior class. During the march, Homer Twitchell, our secretary, looked down from his lofty altitude of six feet, two inches, upon our graceful little treasurer, Yetta Weiss. After a short period of dancing, a pantomime, “The Courtin’,” w'as presented by Kathleen Kilfoyle and Lillian Molitor, and Homer Twitchell. The selection was read by Margaret Hohman. Everybody next joined in a “Snapper Hunt,” which rewarded each participant with a paper hat, and the more fortunate ones with prizes such as tick-tacks, plush Napoleons, and horns, made to represent squashes and skeletons. Good music was furnished by Margaret Hohman, Eleanor Murphy, and Beatrice Mettel. The Seniors declared the evening well spent. EVYLENE YOUNG, ’14. 57

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THE SENIOR CANDY SALE. TELL that doctor to hurry up and get over in this corner! Why, this man looks ready to die. What’s the matter with him, did you say? Why, he has been going without his lunch for a week in order to save enough funds for this Senior Candy Sale. He said he couldn’t just seem to get enough of that candy to satisfy his appetite, but you would think he might have known that he couldn’t overcrowd his stomach with this home-made candy and still live through it. Well, Doc, do you think he will survive? What’s that? It's nothing but cramps from overcrowding the stomach? But, man alive, look how that boy is suffering! What’s that he’s saying? ‘I herewith resolve never to eat more than my share of home-made candy even if it is for the good of the Senior Class.’ ” The scene portrayed was only one of the small incidents that happened on that memorable Nineteenth of January. From the time the bell rang in the morning, it was one great hustle and bustle to get the candy unwrapped, packed in boxes, and put on the trays. Any one seeing the Seniors rushing through the halls, here and there, decorating the booths or carrying large trays of candy, would have thought that he must be in the midst of the “Battle of Sweets.” About the middle of the third period everything was ready. Then how time dragged! It certainly seemed hours until the close of the period, but the waiting paid, for then came the big rush. All you could hear was, “Gi’me a nickel’s worth of this,” or, “How much is that big box there?” and hundreds of other questions. This commotion continued until the end of the sixth period, when to the disappointment of some would-be buyers, our great supply of candy ran out. After counting our proceeds we found to our great satisfaction, that the Candy Sale of the Class of ’14 was the largest and most successful that the High School of Commerce had ever seen. ARTHUR XAVIER. THE FIRST SENIOR INFORMAL. THE thirty-first of October had no horrors for the Class of 1914. One reason may have been that members of this class had stouter hearts and were more determined than their predecessors. Whatever may or may not be known about that, one fact is known, and that is that for at least two weeks before the end of the spooky month, secrets were being told among a few select Seniors, namely, committee members and officers. Various groups were dispatched to do different tasks. One merry crowd of dignified Seniors went to the forest and brought back many leaves as well as some of nature’s own ideas, that later were carried out in decorations. Some were dispatched to down-town stores, and these laid in a supply of bunting and crepe paper, while still others went to the country and captured pumpkins and corn-stalks. It could not be said that the time “flew” during these two weeks, because, contrary to tradition, it passed very, very slowly. The only visible excitement was the haste of Seniors to pay their dues. After much 66

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THE SENIOR FORMAL. OMMERCE SENIORS gave their first Formal Dance on January nineteen, at which time about seventy couples participated. It was held in the nicest hall of the suburbs, The Lakewood Tennis Club. About 8 o’clock people began to arrive, some came in taxi-cabs, some on foot and others on the Cleveland Railway's motor cars. The grand march, which was led by Ralph Mullen, our president, and Melania Cadisch, our vice president, started at 8:15, a little early for some of the East-siders, but as a rule most of the people were on time. Following the grand march, programs in gold and white on embossed leather were distributed. Soon these were filled and we started to dance. There were twenty dances in all. Some slow waltzes, some fast two-steps, a dreamy hesitation and a lively one-step, but the Commerce Seniors danced chiefly the ultra-select measures. Besides the chaperones, Mr. Weimer, Mr. Curry, Mr. Weber, Mr. Evans and Miss Bandeen represented the faculty and were honored guests. The event was marked by dignity and gayety, showing that Commerce people, though preparing to meet the world of business, are still ready to avail themselves of social pleasures. ELEANORE MURPHY, '14. COMMERCE DECALOGUE. THOU Shalt not whisper in school, while the teacher is looking. 2. Thou shalt not let the speaker of the morning interrupt the conversation with thy neighbors. 3. Thou shalt be “polite” and not push while going for lunch the fifth hour. 4. Thou shalt not blame the bridge for thy tardiness. The excuse has grown old. 5. Thou shalt not suddenly vanish, when loitering in the halls, at the approach of Mr. Creig. 6. Thou shalt neither steal thy neighbor’s time nor work. 7. Thou shalt not “borrow” from thy neighbor’s locker. 8. Thou shalt not exercise thy jaws in class. 9. Thou shalt honor and respect the Seniors and never argue against their opinions. 10. Thou shalt not flunk more than ten times in Math. 68