Conneaut High School - Tattler Yearbook (Conneaut, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 88 of the 1909 volume:

THE CONNEAUT HICiH SCHOOL ANNUAL VOU’MK M'.MliER TWO Pl'HLISimi) 1 $V THE SENIOR CLASS OF THIS CONNEAUT IIIGII SCHOOL 1 9 O 9 . EDITORIAL The Annual Hoard now presents to you this, the second Annual issued by Conneaut High School, trusting that its readers may not be over critical in perusing it. 'This year's Annual Board has been greatly benefited by the experience of last years Annual Board, and using last year's Annual as a guide, we have tried and hope we have succeeded to produce a book which will be interesting and fully satisfactory to all of its readers. Aided by the support of the classes of the High School, the Alumni, some advertising from the home merchants, and the proceeds from our new innovation, the Senior I May, we have been able to publish this annual without any expense whatever to the individual members of the Senior Class. In behalf of the Senior Class, the Annual Board respectfully dedicates this Annual to Miss Carolyn Reed, the honorary member of the class, who has successfully taught in the local high school for several years and who is beloved and respected by faculty and students alike. thk i«:mTORS. PROF. NORTHROP MISS KAHLER THE FACULTY Louise E. Kahler, Principal, German. Carolyn Reed, English. Ruth Burrington, English. Clara Leet, History. Charlotte Pelton, Latin. J. E. Helman, Mathematics. V. R. Henry, Mathematics. F. D. Palmer, Science. SALUTATORY “LEST WE FORGET.” Nations are historic organizations. Dower and duty have been assigned to each, not to make them competitors, but rather co-operators. The consciousness of nationality blinds to the fact that they are but joint means to an end, and that end. the service of one humanity. From the mighty dynasties that arose in the world’s young years, to the modern republics of the west, all have contributed to the mosaic of civilization. Each nation has added its especial contribution. One hundred years ago, as today, the influence of America was greater, proportionately to its population and wealth, than that of any nation in the world. The New Evangel— the Declaration of Independence—had thrilled the lovers of liberty throughout the world: and the names of Washington, Franklin, Jefferson and Adams were on the lips of millions. The example of the United States lighted the fires of freedom in France; and the revolution, which then swept away an age—long despotism was followed by the overturning of thrones throughout Western Europe, and the sowing of the new seed—thoughts of the larger life in tons of millions of hearts. Men looked beyond the excesses of the French Revolution—which were but the natural reaction from centuries of crushing injustice and brutal selfishness—to gaze in admiration upon the serene and majestic requblic over the sea, embodying new and radical theories of freedom and human rights, and moving forward under the exalted ideals which had become the ruling influence of her national life. Here was our own country, a nation builded on freedom, bulwarked by justice, and guided by conscience. Wherever throughout the world of oppression, injustice and despotism weighed heavily on a people, the weary eyes turned lovingly to the land of Liberty. With no great army or navy, with no strong defense save the invincible bulwark of a United people’s loyal love, our Republic was, in reality, the greatest world power in Christendom. And our history since that time has been one unparalleled prosperity, but a prosperity which is in itself an indication of the tendency of the time, the peculiar characteristic of the age. Born of the prevailing idea of material progress, the spirit of commercial advantage now has possession of the mass and body of the Americans. Commercialism is the colossal genius of this material epoch, which incarnates the thot that might is right, which gives license to wealth and doom to poverty ; and which is making the twentieth century a century of markets, monopolies and over towering individual fortunes. Paramount in American life, the principal of commercialism is reacting upon the character and integrity of the nation. The distinction between right and wrong bos given way to the subtler one between legal and illegal. In this reign of gold too often does the hand of the plutocrat throttle free speech ; too often does party dictatorship muzzle thepress; 7 too often does corporate greed refuse a fair quittance to labor; too often does justice smile upon Dives and frown upon Lazarus. The fine idealism of earlier days is lost in materialistic egotism, gross, sordid and voluptuous in spirit and character. In recent years this new commercialism has become strong enough even so to corrupt politics, so that America’s degraded political system is one of the problems of the day. When the people’s representatives become so seduced by the lure of gold that public franchises, worth hundreds of millions of dollars are systematically given away to unscrupulous bands; when this materialistic spirit has become so firmly entrenched as to render practically impossible any radical or effective legislation for the safeguarding of the interests and rights of the people, from the insatiable greed of corporate interests: is it not high time to shake off this parasitic growth which thrusting its gilded tendrils deep into the vitals of the nation, and sapping her life-blood, threatens her very existence? The enormous and ever increasing river of gold, which has thus been made to flow into the coffers of an ever-narrowing privileged class has given to a few scores of men, the wealth and power necessary to drive into retirement the incorruptable statesmen who seriously menace their criminal aggressions; to elevate their own attorneys and tools to vital places in the government; and to gain complete control of great party machines, through ownership of corrupt bosses and by liberal campaign donations. In this manner have they become the absolute arbiters in municipal, state and national government. Is this land America—this land of plutocrats, of “Moloch worshippers”? Lost are the boldness and independence that characterized our fathers! sickened are the champioiis of liberty, in this fetid atmosphere of avarice and greed! To this fountain head may he traced all the moral degradation of the age. America's child-laborers owe their stunted and dwarfed bodies, their meagre sustenance to this greed for gain—this worship of the dollar. Gold! Gold! Gold! What crimes arc not committed in thy name? The slaughter of thousands of America’s young men in the isles of the Orient, the killing of tens of thousands of Filipinos, the ruthless deeds, the debaucheries and the degradation that always mark the trial of an army of conquest, cry out to the sober reason and sleeping conscience of Christian America. America has been loved and honored by the whole world. Shall she descend from the glorious mission to which she has been divinely called to assume the role of a great military power? Shall the true g'ory of the Republic be sacrificed? No, a thousand time' no! For then her .loom is sealed. No war-loving, war-practicing nation can ever continue to live. “They that take the sword shall perish with the sword” No lapse of time ca� avert this inexorable law. Macbeth saw it in his terrible imaginings when he said: “But in these cases. wre still have judgment here—that we can but teach bloody instructions, which being taught return to plague the inventor. But shall we Cassandra like, draw a picture of a future of decadence, a time when constructive effort has fought its fight and failed? When the inevitable segregations of an individualistic system have worked themselves out. and all the hope and vigor of humanity have gone forever? When the descendants of the workers have become sinister monsters and the property owners have degenerated into a hectic and feebly indulgent race, living faithfully amid the ruins of the present time? No! Never! But with renewed courage, let each citizen devote himself to the cause of justice and humanity. Let his be a patriotism, brave enough to face without flinching the threat of the lobbyist, noble enough to scorn the lure of the bribe, just enough to give as well as to demand fair play. Then shall History record the patriot’s name in the Great Book of Life as one who loved his fellow-men. and helped to solve the throbbing problems of his generation. Never in history did the cause of true civilization and progress call more urgently to men and women of conscience and conviction, resolutely to oppose the further seduction of the nation from the path of righteousness thru the lust of gold and power, and never did the solemn words of warning uttered two thousand years ago in far away Palestine, ring forth more impressively in the ear of a nation, than today. “To whomsoever much is given, of him shall much be required.” HAZEL ASHLEY. 9 CLASS ROLL “ Yc no doubt are the people, and wisdom shall die with us.” Hazel Ashley “My mind to me a kingdom is Such present joys therein 1 find. That it excels all other bliss. That earth affords.” Local Oratorical contest 1906-1907. County Oratorical contest. 1908-190'). Glee Club. 1906. Literary Editor of Annual. Salutaiorian. Mildred Andrews “And Mildred Still shines from her pedestial. frigid and fair. As yon German moon, o'er the linden tops there.” Girls' Basket Ball team, 1906-1907. Glee Club. 1906. Girls' Octette. 1908-1909. Mixed Chorus, 1908. Senior Flay, 1909. Ruth Andrews. Like Sunshine, dart Into many a sunless heart; For a smile of God thou art.” Junior Farce, 1908. Valedictorian. IO Paul Barker “Here's a skull now hath iain yon in The earth three and twenty years.” Track team, 1908-1909. Senior Basket Ball team, 1909. Senior Flay, 1909. Mildred Bonnell When would they find another formed so fit To poise with solid sense, a sprightly wit t Local Oratorical contest, 1908. Senior Flay. 1909. Rhea Bennett “God sent his singers upon earth With songs of gladness and of mirth. That they might touch the hearts of men And bring them back to heaven again. Glee Club. 1900. Girls' Octette. 1909. Mixed Chorus, 1908. Junior Farce, 190S. Senior play, 1909. II Ken Dean “The glass of fashion, the mould of form.” The observed of all observers.” Base Ball team. 1906-1907-1908-1909 Track team. 1906-1907-1908-1909. Basket Ball team, 1907-1908-1909. Senior Basket Ball team, 1909. Senior Plav 1909. Lulu Durkee “The world that we’re a livin in. Is mighty hard to beat: There’s a thorn for every rose,— I� ut ain’t the roses sweet?” Glee Club. 1906. Girls Octette. 1908-1909 Junior Farce. 1908. Senior Play. 1909. Corresponding Editor of Annual. Alice Durkee “When she will, she will, you may depend upon it. When she won’t, she won’t and that’s the end on’t.” 12 Hazel Force “She is pretty to walk with. And witty to talk with. And pleasant too, to think on.” Mary Greenwood Auld nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O! Her ’prentice han' she tried on man. And then she made the lasses, O! Anna Galinsky “A happy soul that all the way To heaven hath a summer’s day.” Glee Club, 1906. 13 Ella Hall ‘‘Weary hearts by thee are lifted, Struggling souls by thee arc strengthened.” Mixed Chorus, 1908. Harry Hawke “His body’s too small for a farmer, his judgement is rather too slim, Hut 1 thought we perhaps could be making an editor outen o’ him.” Base Ball team. 1907-1908-1909. Captain Base Ball team. 1909. Senior Basket Ball team. 1909. Editor-in-chief of Annual, 1909. Class Speaker. A k r fl (Pf 1 M: Versa Hare The happiest women, like the hap piest nations, have no history.” 14 Sylvia Hunt “Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare. And beauty draws ns with a single hair. I.ocal Oratorical contest. 190(5. Glee Club. 1900. Pianist for Singing Class, 1908-1909. Humorous Editor of Annual. Secretary of Class, 1907-1908-1909. Class Prophet. Mildred Loomis Her voice was ever soft. Gentle, and low.—an excellent thing in woman.” Glee Club, 1906. Bessie Jackett Sensitive, swift to resent, but As swift in atoning for error. Glee Club. 1906. Girls’ Octette, 1907-1908 1909. Mixed Chorus. 1907-1908. 15 Sam McAllister “A self made man with a great re-pect for his maker. ’ Glee Club, 1909. Double Quartette. 1909. Secretary of Athletic Association 1908-1909. Junior Farce. 1908. Senior Play, 1909. President of Class, 1908-1909. Class Historian. Harry Olson “We don’t want him any longer, he’s long enough already. Base Ball team. 1906-1907-1908-1909. Track team. 1906 1907-1908-1909.. Bas ket Ball team. 1907-1908-1909. Captain or Basket Ball team. 1908-1909. Sei 'or Basket Ball team. 1909. Manager Foot Ball team. 1908. President of Athletic Association. 1908-1909. Vico President Senior Class, 1908-1909 . Junior Farce. 1908. Senior Play. 1909. Athletic Editor of Annual. l6 Ruel Nottingham “True merit, like a river, the deepest is. the less noise it makes.’’ I ocal Oratorical contest, 1907. Junior Farce. 1908. Senior Play. 1909. Hazel Rich “God made woman small, in order to do a more choice bit � | workman- ship.’ Reva Rogers The smile that blessed one lover’s heart, Hath broken many more. Glee Club, 1906. Ray Rifenburg “ irtue possesses current value the world over. Senior Flay, 1909. •7 Jennie Sanders Tis beauty that cloth of it make woman proud: Tis virtue that cloth make them most admired: ‘Tis modesty that makes them seem divine.” Ralph Wagoner “W hen words are scarce I hey re seldom spent in vain. Base Ball team. 1907-1908-1909. Track team. 1908-1909. Manager Track team, 1908-1909. Foot Ball learn. 1907-1908. Captain Foot Ball team, 1908. Basket Ball team. 1908-1909. Senior Basket Ball team. 1909. Senior Play. 1909 Alberta Stone “The inner side of every cloud. Is always bright and shining; I always, therefore, turn my clouds about. I'o show the silver lining. 18 Katherine Waite “A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the best of men.” Forest Walrath “A solemn youth, with sober phiz. Who eats his grub and minds his biz. Track team. 1907-1908-1909. Class Treasurer, 1907 1908 1909. Business Manager of Annual. Senior Play. 1909 Class Speaker. Lena Walker “A laugh is worth a thousand groans in any market.” Glee Club. 1906. Girls’ Octette, 1907-1908-1909. Mixed Chorus. 1907-1908. 9 VALEDICTORY � “THE BUILDERS.” All are architects of Fate. Working in these walls of Ti ne. Through all the past ages the inhabitants of the world have been working and now we step upon the scene and enjoy the sum of their labors. Everything that has gone before enters into our life and time. How many thousands have laid down their lives to make our comforts possible! How much bloodshed has there been! How many have perished or suffered in prison or dungeon that we might enjoy liberty of speech and freedom of action! Consider the number of people who have aided in producing and gathering, or perhaps manufacturing and transporting some little article for which you pay only a few cents. Wherever you go multitudes have prepared the way. protected and saved you trouble and drudgery. However nothing of value is free. We must pay the price the world demands; we must give of our personal service. “Can our indebtedness ever be paid?” says the worker. “The world owes me a living.” says the shirker. There could not exist a more erroneous idea. We are placed here with a bread winning problem before us whose process of solution is the building of individual character. Nature endows us with the raw material for that building and the success of the finished structure lies with us. Therefore it behooves us to build wisely. When Nestor stood before the Greek generals and counseled attack upon Troy, he said. “The secret of victory is in getting food ready.” This well applies to the preparation necessary for our life work. We should make at the beginning a right inventory of the gifts which Nature supplies, as no carpenter knows what tools are in the box until he lifts the lid and unwraps one instrument after another. So the instruments of the soul must be unfolded by education. No building of a city without can compare in beauty and richness with the building process of the soul within. Our building may be a lordly castle or only a thatched roof cabin, yet each worker putting fidelity into brick and stone will find by so doing that he has carved his own character into beauty beyond that of priceless gems. How many who have lived failures and died in misery might have achieved happiness and sue cess, had they but used wisdom and forethought in the choice of their lifework. Wc should work in the right place no matter what the sacrifice, for no one can do his best until he does that for which he was created. He must pull with, not against the current and must work for the love of il if he would win success. Earth knows no tragedy like the death of the soul’s ideals. The vessel may lose its sails and masts but if it only keeps its guiding star, the harbor may be reached. What could be more painful than to discover after many failures that we arc fixed in a groove in which wc 20 must run for the rest of our days? That we have mistaken our .vocation? That our ability is wasted? On the other hand with our decision wisely made, our building begun, wc may cast into it a full heart, and expend upon it all our energies, nor fear that we will do too much for we are not working for money nor for fame, but each for the joy of the working, and Let us do our work as well, both the unseen and the seen; Make the house where gods may dwell, beautiful, entire and clean. Among the suggestive legends of the Indians is one on the lost opportunity. It tells how the good genius desiring to bestow a blessing upon a beautiful damsel took her to a large field of corn saying:— Daughter, in the field before us, the ears of corn, in the hands of those who pluck them in faith, shall have talismanic virtues and the virtue shall be in proportion to the size and beauty of the ear gathered. Thou shalt pass through the field once and pluck one ear. It must be taken as thou guest forward, and thou shalt not stop in thy path, nor shalt thou retrace a single step in quest of thine object. Select an car' full and fair, and according to its size and beauty shall be its value to thee as a talisman. The maiden thanked the good genius and then set forward upon her quest. As she advanced she saw many ears of corn large, ripe and beautiful, such as calm judgment might have told her would possess virtues enough, but in her eagerness to grasp the very best, she left these fair ears behind, hoping that she might find one still fairer. At length, as the day was closing she reached a part of the field where the stalks were shorter and thinner and the ears very small and shriveled. She now regretted the lovely ears she had left behind, and disdained to pick from the poor show around her. for here she found not an ear which bore perfect grain. She went on. but alas! only to find the stalks more and more feeble and blighted, until at last, as the day was closing and the night coming on, she found herself at the end of the field without having plucked an ear of any kind. She saw her folly when too late. God grant that this may not be our fate but that when finished, our life work may be a record of well spent years employed in the one task, the making of manhood or womanhood and that dying we may exclaim with Horace Greely ‘'Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, riches take wings, those who cheer today will curse tomorrow, only one thing endures— Character. Dear Teachers: Our hearts throb with gratitude to you for your painstaking efforts in our behalf. We would thank you for your expressed desire for our future, and above all we would thank you for those countless hours when you fain would have rested but which must be spent under the study lamp deciphering hieroglyphics which our carelessness had made a formidable task. We thank you for making our school days so full of sunshine, and if at any moment we have caused you pain we ask your forgiveness. We thank the Superintendent and the Board of Education for their interest in providing us with capable teachers and for the honor they bestow upon us tonight. My dear classmates, we have now come to the parting of the ways, we are on the brink of separation. Never more will we all meet together in hall or classroom of old C. II. S. Many pleasures have been ours. The world has ever as yet presented its sunny side. But should darkness come in the future, we still have Memory, a wonderful possession, where all the pleasures of youth are stored. Memory! through which it is given to the soul to rise above age. pain, and earth’s troubles and revel in the beauty and fragrance of youthful friendships and pleasures. May the records on the pages of memory of C. II. S. ever prove a stimulus to the best motives and highest ambitions of which we are capable. So with our building completed, some glad da the Angel of Death may pull down life’s scaffolding and set forever in the sunshine that structure built of thoughts, the stately mansion reared in the mind, the “building not made with hands,” the character “eternal in the heavens' RUTII ANDREWS. 22 3 CLASS HISTORY SENIOR CLASS President, Sam McAllister. Vice President, Harry Olson. Secretary, Sylvia Hunt. Treasurer, Forest Walrath. Class Colors, Gold and White. Class Flower, Water Lily. Class Motto, Non Confectus sed Initus Need 1 speak of the years which have preceded this—our senior year? Rather let me introduce to you separately the various members of this class. There are only thirty left after four years of refining process but the remainder is the very cream of perfection—if I do say it myself. The male members —nine in number—are especially to be commended on account of their courage, for who but mettlesome chaps could unflinchingly conduct themselves amid a bevy of spirited and most bewildering damsels? Perhaps one of the most superlative of these aforementioned maids is Mildred Andrews—1 shall not attempt to tell wherein Mildred’s charm lies, whether in her abundant hair, pretty face, or captivating lisp. Put true it is that a more popular girl is seldom found. From the shy clinging manner of Ruth Andrews, one might think her timid, but “rilly now Ruth is very masculine in her tastes and likes nothing better than coon-hunting, or sturgeon fishing. In the class room her conduct is a model for the whole class- -teacher included. We all stood somewhat in awe of her until one day she failed in Solid Geometry and thereby became as one of the rest of mortals. Now' amid the blare of trumpets and the plaudits of the multitude Hazel Ashley approaches and bow-s in the most approved oratorical manner, an art acquired by long practice in behalf of her class. In spite of her high record as to scholarship she did not keep her learning to herself, but dispensed it freely and with such tact that the obligation seemed to be on her side. The pupils were not the only ones on her charity list. Even our infallible history teacher was prone to ask her opinion and got it—with a vengeance. The expansive smile of Rhea Bennett is out-done only bv her hearty guffaw. Gloom flees at her approach and Mirth reigns supreme. She has never satisfactorily explained the cause of her audible smiles in Virgil class, but perhaps the rest of us common mortals can’t appreciate Verge’s humor. We sometimes wonder if Rhea’s choice of subjects were of the best. Should she not have taken Physics of Chemistry s that electricity might be familiar to her, as she seems much interested in electric railways, especially our local line. And now I get a whiff of country air. scented with sunflowers and new-mown hay, as Mildred Bonnell appears before mv mental vision, her large violet eyes dreamily seeking something but half known—probably her geometry lesson. How well 1 remember how in that class when she was called upon 24 her answers were so dreamily spoken as to be generally inaudible. In English Class Mildred is one of the few who refuse to rise oftener than once a month, much to Miss Reed's vexation. However her lethargic appearance belies her real disposition for if her report card were examined it would be found to record many a V. 1 . in deportment. Paul Marker!—Surely Paul is not a feminine name! Ah now I remember. There are some boys in this class after all. Anyway this name is not very familiar, as this young gentle-nan with the Gibson features is more commonly and appropriately called “Arrow Head Pete. Paul has never been known to rob the mails, but who will predict to what ends he will go to procure foreign stamps, of which he has a famous collection? But if this worthy member succeeds as well in any other line as he has in unearthing prehistoric traces, there will be no cause for worry. We all thought Paul was cut out for a bachelor until he began to write notes to Jennie and then the girls began to take notice for Paul is too valuable to be given tip without a struggle. Alice Durkee, a shy lass with blush-rose cheeks, hails from the regions south of our town. Last year for some reason which I cannot fathom—unless she was tired of being called such names as “Slatts” and “Feathers”—she began to diet and left home every morning, for school, eating only a very light breakfast and carrying no lunch, and at the end of two weeks has gained ten pounds in weight! This might sound absurd if it were not added that being so ravenous after fasting all day she ate several times the usual amunt for supper. One day in American History class which recited in the basement. Alice was accused of the direful deed of whispering. She pleaded “Not Guilty” was never exonerated until her seatmate Katie informed the class that the strange noises proceeding from their locality were due to the mouse which has his home under the floor. W e hear a great deal about rustic beauty, and we can well believe all we hear when we observe Mary Greenwood, a young Miss with a subdued voice and a reticent manner which go very well with her blue eyes and blond hair. The only way she reveals her real character, however, is by the spirited way in which she ruminates. Ken Dean's ancestry may be easily traced back to the Welsh Marches for Ken seems to have inherited, in a superlative degree, the Celtic love of color. When it comes to neckwear, Deanie has everybody beaten, not to speak of hat bands and hosiery which speak for themselves. He is always much pleased when in singing class we sing “Wandering in Woodlands” probably it reminds him of a little contraband excursion he took one fine day. This young student’s recitations were always made with such attention paid to the unintelligibility that the teachers fearing to be thought severe, gave him a geat deal of benefit from the doubts which they entertained as to his knowledge of the subject. I am now reminded of breakfast by the suggestive name of Hazel Force, or Egg-o-See as she is more commonly called. She is indeed a worthy member of an illustrious class when you consider her generosity. For she would give away her dearest friend and the way she dispenses the yellow mud from Oklahoma thoroughfares almost causes one to chide her for her extravagance. Although Fgg-o-See has never been accused of anarchial intentions, her hatred of all order became known when Professor Williamson, having occasion to inspect her desk, was known to have remarked that he was afraid he could never recommend her as a housekeeper. However this drawback will hardly keep her from marrying as she has sworn by the River Styx not to die an old maid and with Mr. Helman’s help, has made out a list of the leap years and in a pinch will send her address to a matrimonial agency. Anna Galinskv, a smiling maiden, with a disposition like a summer’s morn comes into my mental vision. She is a very accommodating lass, responding to repeated calls for translations, both Latin and German, and it is even hinted that she has taken upon herself the task of furnishing the class bride! All the girls of our class contribute no small amount of beauty, but undoubtedly Lulu Durkee furnishes more than her share, and, wonderful to say. she is as ignorant of it as she used to be of the answers to some American History questions. Now just look at her blushing and dimpling. Though the sight is not a rare one. it is none the less pleasing. Harry Hawke is so extremely modest that he would probably like to be left out of this history entirely, being so perfectly blind to his own merits as to be ignorant of their whereabouts. As a student. Harry is not to be over-looked. Mathematics and Science being his star studies. He has also dipped into Athletics and made no small showing beside acting as Kditor-in-C'hief of the C. H. S. Annual for 1909. I can say many complimentary things about him but alas! I cannot say his heart is in the right place for Katie has taken possession of that member, if 1 may judge from the rapt manner in which he gazes at her when she is criticizing his German recitation. Weary hearts by thee are lifted, struggling souls by thee are strengthened.” Might well be said of Ella Hall, a girl whose time was willingly spent for others and whose actions might well be copied by everybody. Ella’s one characteristic which 1 would criticise is that she is too passive, and such a person is bound to be imposed upon—something which no typical member of this spirited class would allow. Next let me introduce to you Versa Hare—or to be ex- tremely familiar, and obliging.—Miss Rabbit, Nay. Nay.— lor I anticipate your question—this young lady is not from Yokohama but Oklahoma. Versa seldom failed in a recitation and never swerved from the path of Duty. I might say more pleasing things about Versa but as she has a morbid inclination to weep I will desist before it is too late. W hat is this coming our way now? It looks like a light green parasol with an extremely long, flexible handle. Ah, now that I look more closely 1 recognize Sylvia Hunt, our six-footer from the tall timbers of East Colineaut. wearing her green hat with the grace of an Indian woman balancing a water-jar. But perhaps I had better be more choice of my language as I am not very enormous and she might take offense and box my ears or tweak my nose—more likely the latter as you can see her mind runs to noses and the massaging of these protuberances. Sylvia is quite vicious but we can hardly blame her for she daily claws the ivories of the C. H. S. piano to the accompaniment of tuneful (?) voices � r rhythmic feet, . he involuntarily showed the trend of her affections when she unwillingly testified against the prisoner in the mock trial, held by Civics class. We hope site will remember her old friends when his ship comes in. Ruel Nottingham also hails from North Conneaut and. to speak briefly, is a very good looking chap. He is not very bold but is not shy of girls. However the senior girls disapproved of his choice—she being a Freshman—so forthwith they conspired against her and succeeded in showing Ruel the error of his ways, but not until he had denied himself of the pleasure of attending our first Senior party. Now he takes up his time after school escorting Bessie Jackett to her borne which happened to be on the same street as his. However. Bessie somewhat athletically inclined, lingers long after school practicing for the track team, and swinging the hall-bat with a vim worthy of a better cause. Hut it is altogether fitting and proper that she should do this as. from present indications, hers will probably be a base-ball career, although she will not have a place on the diamond. Bessie is of a very affectionate nature, and one day when recpiested insistently. by Professor Williamson to take a seat nearer him. is said to have ejaculated “Oh dear” with such a loving intonation that our staid instructor was completely overcome. Now my ears are deafened by the hurricane voice of Mildred Loomis, who it is said, imbibed too much sweet cider at our call on the Cider mill while on our geologizing expedition. Anyway it is known that she raved all the way home at her companion. Hazel Rich, or Black eyed Susan, is a prim young lady with a rosebud mouth and a bewitching pucker between her •yebrows. probably due to groundless worries over her standing in Physics. Hazel is very rebellious and even the elements can’t stop her for she went driving in that dreadful storm which did so much damage to our city and sat unmoved through all the confusion. Athletic shoulders and dental smile distinguish Harry 1 r “Cap Olson from the rest of us boys. Me is a heap big Athlete as many a scalp which bedecks his belt proclaims, lie is not satisfied with a mere place in athletics, but must occupy first place. His official positions he filled with efficiency and as President of the Athletic Association always treated the meeting to the spectacular phenomenon of his —killing blush. “Cap showed the perfection with which he 'an embrace one of the opposite sex—an art only acquired by long practice—when he embraced Ruth as Penelope in our Junior Farce. Reva Rogers is another surburban lass, coming from Pumpkin hook, and dragging after her a long list of names belonging to those whose hearts she has entangled. Probably the best illustration of the havoc, which her coquetry has wro t is the blighted life of Ken Dean. It was Reva who took such extensive notes on the topic—At. Agues. Eve. Did you ever hear of a girl who never sighed either for riches, beauty, affection or any of the thousand and one things to which feminine minds turn? I have heard of just one such person and she is Alberta Stone. Hut then why should she sigh? Riches have no charm for her. because her natural talents outweigh mere gold: and then too she has enough beauty to satisfy even the most exacting: as for affection— well sonic things arc better left unsaid. Alberta can be and generally is most dignified—a colossal figure of classic mien— but to know her as she really is. one should hear her merry infectious laugh, which is hound to attract attention anywhere. but especially in the assembly room. Her conversations are marvelous but alas! they are generally carried on surreptitiously in an undertone especially in classrooms. Though Ray Rifenburg has not been with us long there has been time given to learn to respect this young man from North Springfield very much. Ray is the star pupil in Physics but 1 think he enjoys Virgil class most of all. Certain it is he makes it most interesting for the rest of us. We would not for worlds have the famous Carthaginian queen called Dido and the expression of “defiling her face with her feet. is ferocious to say the least. In Arithmetic he is equal to the majority, neither the Metric System or Specific Gravity holding any terrors for him. It was in this class by his oft-repeated remark “Why I don’t see” that he exposed to us his reason for wearing glasses. Jennie Sanders could not be called the least bit Athletic by her worst enemy and her conduct, in the main is ladvlike though last year she did “stoop to conquer” when she, nottobe outdone in nerve by the other members of the class—declined to recite, thus perfecting a rebellion which forever broke up the despotism of the Civics teacher. We are living in hopes that Jennie will not be blown off the High Level Bridge for should such a thing occur, her highly sensitive nature would hardly survive the shock. Jennie never talks much and for that reason makes one of the best listeners, a delight to all teachers who relish attention in class. Ralph Wagoner is another splendid athlete, whom C. II. S. loses this year. It was lie who last year won the individual medal at the County Field meet, the first Con-neauter in many years to carry off this honor. Perhaps the most noticeable characteristic of Ralph is his unassuming manner. Kverything is done on the quiet by him. even hie heartiest laughs being of this nature. Wraggie never acted up in American History except to whisper a very little to his seat mate, and on rare occasions, to indulge in a silent chuckle. Lena Walker next occurs to me. a shy timid lass with a clinging manner and woes enough to make an ordinary person thin. But Lena is -certainly no ordinary person. Though her name would signify it. she is no piker but is “Johnnie on the spot whenever michief of any kind is afloat. Among the most prominent of her antics 1 might mention th amusement she created while reading her serious Junior essay. How her eyebrows did rise and fall, how her dimples came and went, how her lisp stuck in her throat, and how hei knees and paper shook ! Nevertheless we enjoyed it and that amply repaid Lena. Then there was the impromptu presentation speech which she tendered to Miss Lett as an accompaniment to the donation of a watermelon, guaranteed uneatable, and carefully engraved. Lena is very much interested in Pages but evidently they do not belong to her school books, and there is something of the mysterious about her for she has never recounted the manner in which she raised her physics grade. Forest Walrath is one of those long drawn out fellows who remind us pleasantly of after-dinner toothpicks, high ideals, and, in this particular instance of “long green” for Forry is our class treasurer and a good one he is. : one time he thought Lena and he would make a good team, but for some reason they didn't hitch very well. Soon there were no more readings of German, nights after school, and Forrv's heart flew out to the ranks of the Alumni. Xow 1 think that is all. but hold on, just wait. Oh yes, there is Katherine, mostly called Kate. Though Katie is from the country you would never know it for she is certainly not dull and if coaxed insistently she would display her accurate knowledge of German. She is always talking about the “ages of parallelopopeds” (edges of parallelopopedsl and telling us how she was “becomin highly eddicated for she was beginning to put on her g's.” She played catch a great deal with Bessie and last year evinced much interest in the Field meet, although she did not go for fear that she would “git to rcadin the signs and fall down.” So endeth the history of the class sent forth from the old Broad Street Building. But before we take leave of you. there yet remains one duty to perform, that of disposing of cur superfluities. To the Freshmen we bequeath our defects, great or small. May they overcome them as we have done; to the Sophomores—empty headed gabblers—the well deserv ed animosity of a finished product; to the Juniors our stainless reputation, to keep pure and undefiled; to the beloved teachers our heartiest thanks, and good wishes for the tuture. May these grateful partakers of our bounty enjoy their activities in the new building as we have done in the old. which is now given over to the defacements, disfigurements and despoliations of the modern Assyrians—those uncouth denizens of the grades; from which, marvelous to say. seniors are developed, to whom, instead of a beloved institution our 28 venerated Alma Mater will seem a hated prison. together in after years so that we may never forget the So with shoulders squared and courage high we resolute- pleasant associations of our youth. lv face the future, to engage in various pursuits. But may the same spirit which united us in High School bind us SAM McAUJSTKK CLASS O F 1910. CLASS HISTORY JUNIOR President. Guy Buchanan. Vice President, Carlton Stevens. Secretary. Louise Andrews. Treasurer, Althea Cummins. Class Colors, Pink and White. Now after two years of obscurity we. the Juniors, come out into the lime light with the firm conviction that it will not prove too strong lor us. Of course we are blinded by the glare of this sudden honor and the thought of being Seniors next year (?) dazzles us; but these honors are small in com parison with those which we have heaped upon ourselves, lust look at our class; are we not a promising lot? True our career is similar to Peg top trousers. Narrow at the beginning. then broadening and then narrowing again. What are our achievements? Well to begin with ask our teachers if we are not the best ever! Best bluffers? No not we: we give that distinction to some lower classmen although we do possess a few such individuals. The teachers probably will not recommend the foregoing statement however for doesn’t our English teacher devote whole sections to lectures on our (de) merits and our beloved German teacher although averse to devoting class time to lectures, gives us confidence talks which are quite as effective. Our fair History teacher also has marked opinions about the ability of our class which she willingly divulges to any luckless Junior who chances to stra across her path and if every member of our Algebra class CLASS should appear with a perfect lesson our brilliant Math teacher would rest contented, thinking she had accomplished as great a work as our Science teacher intends to with his invention. As Freshmen we distinguished ourselves in Algebra, and again as Sophomores we made a hit in Geometry but as Juniors we surpassed all records by exceeding last years Solid Geometry record by—. Being an active class the dull monotony of the school room is too tame for us and we find other fields for our exuberance of spirits for. was it not two of our leading spirits who received the first can of the year, and was it not a promising member of our class who received the first and only “week's” vacation because De Quincey’s Essays were too closely allied to a lemon and for some reason or other he was unable to squeeze on to the sense of them. Although we are slightly averse to study we surely can make things hum when we do apply ourselves to our work. W e certainly did our part royally at last year's reception and if we have participated in no flag rush, we have the fighting spirit. And haven’t we several members who are promising orators, and don't we make a hit in Khetoricals? I rue c au slow in writing our essays and a little weak in the knees as we deliver them, but with one eye on the little hreshman boy in the front seat, who is tightly hugging a sample of the juiev fruit, and with the other eye on Miss Kahler, we deliver them with as much eloquence as a Patrick Henry or I might say as an O’Donnell. And as for the Senior play why 3i of course we were in it. “You can’t keep a good class (man) down” and we're right on the job with our genius and talent to help the good work along. What would our various school teams be with out the Juniors? (Did some one say much better?) No, for was it not three members of our class who played the pivot position in football and sent our team on to victory, and although they say our curly headed regular Quarter wears his hair long to cover a patched place in his roof, which develops abnormally in the presence of the fair sex. he surely can play football. And wasn’t the crack forward of the basket hall team a Junior and as for the baseball team, where would it be without that Junior battery? And now since we have struggled safely through three years of our course let us hope that on September next we may enter that new High School. Seniors, without a blemish and the best class ever, and with visions of standing up in that new auditorium as Seniors and giving our orations (or else trying to remember them as the case may be). I close this narrative but add in closing, that. Lives of Juniors all remind us. We can make our lives sublime. And departing, leave behind us Notebooks for some weaker mind. GUY NORTON. CLASS O F i 9 i i CLASS HISTORY SOPHOMORE CLASS President, Harlan Cowle. Vice President, Catherine Smith. Secretary, Vivian Diofendcrfer. Treasurer, Gertrude Hammond. W hat a memorable day that was when wc the class 1911, closed the era of such petty trials and difficulties as are always experienced in one's younger days in the grades and stepped into that fearful one of independence and real troubles which we verily found, are finding and expect to find in the life of the 'teens in High School. As soon as our feet came in contact with the front steps of the High School that morning in 1907. we seemed to be in a different world and as we timidly and—yes painfully— (for didn’t we painfully try to imitate the ease and grace with which those awfully dignified Seniors, haughty Juniors, and lordly Sophomores sauntered about?)—climbed those stairs, we felt like receding into our little world of childishness. But fortunately there were some venturesome and fearless ones among us who spurred the rest on, so we finally decided to brave it through. Then as the “newsomeness” gradually wore off. we began to dig into our school books and studied night and day wondering. meanwhile, why it was that we had to pack every book off home at night, while the Higher Classmen carried only one or two! Then came the Foot Ball Season and. feeling in duty bound, quite a number of our class ventured to the grounds at the first game and gained places around the edges, where we amazcdly looked and listened to the deafening cheers aim veils which issued from the mouths of the other classes. Well, wc didn't intend to be behind in anything so we struggled with those senseless yells until we thought we had mastered them and then maybe we didn't holler Rah-Rah for C011-neaiit” with as much vigor as any of them. At length, after having tripped and passed over scores of rough stones along the uneven path, the first year of our High School life closed and we looked back with embarrassment at the way we had stumbled around and determined to act better the next year, although we could not complain for we certainly had studied and could boast of higher marks than the other Classmen seemed to be getting. The next September morning we started for school without those glaring eyes, chattering teeth, and shaking knees— for weren’t we to have seats in the Assembly instead of roaming from room to room in search of one as did those quaking Freshmen? Wc the Sophs! Wise Fools you know, looking down upon poor Freshie wondered if it was possible that we were ever so green as he. However, the regular routine of classes soon began, but it was rather hard to concentrate our rrinds upon our lessons and Miss Kahler thought that 35 “No work and all play, Made Jack a dull boy,” She gave a little lecture in Chapel one morning which of course set us all to work in order to have her good opinion. But after a few months the “workv streak” began to wear off and in every class we were reminded that we were becoming very unruly while some were “kicked out” of one class after another. But we certainly were having heaps of fun. This spirit, however, was brought into Geometry class lastly; for although Mr. Henry himself does not look so very unapproachable to an outsider, on account of his great knowledge of Geometry which we all highly respected as this science is the most impenetrable of all studies, we tried to be good in his classes. We were all glad when Caesar class came: for even while Miss Belton tried to reprimand us severely, there was always something in her eye that showed that she wasn’t so terrible as she seemed and we could always make her relent. She always felt that the reason that we couldn’t translate was that we didn’t pay any attention to the story part of it (and this was certainly true of all of us unless we except Vivian). So one day when Miss Belton was patiently drawing the plan of some ancient battle for about the “steenth” time and vainly trying to get it through our craniums—something dropped and rolled slowly down the aisle until it stopped at her feet. She looked down—shocking! It was a lemon’ Pei haps this wasn’t quite the best way of showing our appreciation for her futile attempts, but, after that neverfailing first severe look, she joined (?) in the laugh at her own expense. Wayland got tired of sitting in front of Miss Belton’s desk so one day he took a seat in the back of the room with Catherine—blissfully oblivious of the fact that Miss Belton was watching until he was roused by her sudden question 3 “Can’t you please find a more suitable time to be with Catherine?” Little Isadora was always getting into trouble on account of his incessantly going tongue and one day after having spoken to him several times. Mr Williamson led him up to the front of the room, put him over his knee and spanked him until Isadora wailed like a baby. But a sudden check was put on our fun when the beloved Prof. Williamson left and then the charming smiles of the girls were changed to oceans of melting tears while the boys sadly watched—partly grieving for Mr. Williamson’s departure and partly wondering if such tears would be shed by certain girls if they should leave. Me did not leave however, until after the glorious football game of Conneaut vs. Ashtabula for the Championship and indeed nearly the whole of Conneaut Mi appeared as rooters at this great game and all yelled until our voices were gone and waved our Blue and White until our arms ached. We had no complaint to make, even though our boys did not gain the Championship foi they fought valiantly. And weren’t we Sophs proud of our bovs? And when in the game of Seniors vs Juniors, Sophs, and Fresides we beat, maybe we didn’t lord it over those Seniors about right. At the middle of the year, after Mr. Williamson left and Mr. Helman and Mr. Palmer came, the fun began and what a lot of jokes there were which we played But fortunately we found the new teachers very good matured chaps who could take jokes in the right way and so no one got into serious trouble. Still with all our fun we have also done a lot of work and have a number of strong characters who promise much for our class in the future years. We have done well. but. being very ambitious, we hope to do much better and are always looking forward to do the best we can. So our second year of High School life closes and we look back with no cause to wish to live it over again. GERTRUDE HAMMOND. 37 CLASS O F 1912 CLASS HISTORY FRESHMAN CLASS. Did the sun shine as bright as usual, or was the sky as blue, on that September morning which marked the beginning of our high school career? It did not seem so to us, the timid Freshman class of 1912. as we climbed for the first time the hallowed stairs of C. 11. S. A pall seemed to hang over our heads, and our feet with lead were weighted, for had we not been warned, by older brothers and sisters, of the trials and tribulations awaiting us in the scholastic corridors” of Conneaut High School. W e had been taught to have a wholesome dread of the sedate Seniors, but we soon found that the haughty disdain of the upper classmen was as nothing compared to the more aggressive superiority of the Sophomores. Without even waiting for us to become accustomed to the labyrinth of class rooms and corridors, these conceited young people greatly humiliated-us by their unfeeling remarks concerning the verdancy of Freshmen in general, and of our class in particular; and, to their shame be it said, even went so far as to—but there, the secret of the atrocious crimes committed by the Sophomores during our first week in school is forever locked in the breasts of their victims. That first week in school! What agonies of apprehension we suffered, lest we should inadvertently wander into a Senior recitation room ! and how quickly we faded. when the dreaded taunt ‘T,ost Freshie” fell upon our sensitive ears! But, despite the harsh and disgraceful treatment which we suffered at the hands of our more experienced school mates, we succeeded, by means of earnest effort and steadfast faithfulness to duty, in clearing ourselves of the obloquy resting upon us, and finally won for our class the respect of the faculty. Our class contains many interesting members, whose originality and amusing characteristics relieve the days of all monotony. Chief among these is Charles O'Donnell. Charles is an amateur phrenologist, and can tell one all about bumps, from the bump of self esteem to the bump of intellectuality. One day in Ancient History class, Miss Lcet asked him to name one of the Greek Gods. Charles, whose mind was perhaps upon other, more, sentimental subjects, rather absently answered Cupid”! to the great amusement of the rest of the class. One of our most popular members is Bessie Kepple. Bess, though an authority on some subjects, apparently never made a special study of bees, as an essay which she wrote on that subject contained the astonishing statement that “Bees spend most of their time making houses which they call drones.” Blakeslcc Stoddard is the baby of our class. Blakeslee’s most noted characteristics are a profound ignorance concerning the subjects of which his text books treat, and a love 39 for toys, with which he whiles away the weary hours spent in class, incidentally driving his loving (?) instructors nearly to distraction. The days are passing swiftly, and the end of the school year, when we shall be Freshmen no longer, is rapidly approaching. What joy will be ours when, as full fledged Sophomores, we again resume our school work. We have been told as Freshmen that “a little learning is a dangerous thing.” Now as we arc not ambitious to leave behind us as Seniors such an unsavory reputation as is suggested by those words, we would say that it is the ambition and indeed, the expectation of each one of us. before leaving for the last time these sacred portals, to excel even Solomon himself in wisdom, that our memory may be cherished in awe and reverence, unto the remotest generations. FANNIE WARD WELL. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY THE CITY OF DESTINY. Sometime and somehow we shall all undoubtedly visit the City of Destiny, that wonderful place so rich in the possibilities of most dazzling success or most dismal failure. Some of its streets are straight and narrow while others are winding and dangerous, full of pitfalls for the unwary, but you would never feel lonely or forsaken here for many a friend and acquaintance dwells within. I shall never forget my first visit to the City of Destiny. The first rays of the Sun were just lighting up the gilded towers and domes within as we neared our destination. Be fore us were bronze gates. Expectantly though full of apprehension lest we should not give the correct password we approached and stopped before them. Hardly had the echo of our footfalls died away when the gates swung open and a tall stately woman with a cheery “Guten Morgen' extended her hand in welcome. Something, whether the salutation or the smile, stirred old memories. My thoughts passed down the long vista of years to Naughty Nine and C. II. S. and 1 recognized in this seeming apparition our loved friend and teacher. Miss Kahler. Yes. she was the keeper of these gates and thus formed the connecting link between the world and the City of Destiny. After greetings and various instructions, she sent us on our wav, with a kindly “Gluck Auf —“Good luck to you. A little beyond the gates stood a large factory whose several buildings and various signs of activity, gave the surrounding country an air of prosperity and importance. Along the sides of the red brick walls in great black letters one could read “The Harry Hawke Publishing Co.; Annuals and Orations. Specialties.” Far down the street was a row of neat little white cottages where the employers of this factory dwelt. In front of one gateway I stood amazed at a very extraordinary sight for a black haired, black eyed little woman, short and rotund in appearance was vigorously berating a miniature of herself. But as her husband stepped to the door and addressing her as Hazel, calmly bade her stop, my thoughts flew back to the black-haired, black-eyed Hazel Rich of our school-days and I recalled her extraordinary volubility. It seemed to be market day and I noticed the farmers accompanied by their wives, driving into town with their loads of produce. One henpecked looking little man was vainly trying to keep even a small place on the seat beside his plump, rosy-cheeked wife who was none other than our classmate Lena. As I passed down the street 1 read various signs, Miss Anna Galinsky. Milliner and Modiste: Dr. Ella Hall: Harry Olson, Vocal Director. Further on 1 came to the door of a large hotel. Entering the lobby. 1 recognized in the pompous smiling proprietor, another member of the Naughty Nine. 41 Paul Barker. There I thought was a good place to rest and it was evening before 1 started out again. In the streets strange yet familiar sights met my eyes. On one corner stood the Salvation Army, where Mildred Bonnell with a very pious mien was pleading with the crowds of people, and 1 hope received her merited reward. As the shadows began to lengthen the sweet ringing of the church hells came to my ears. Following the sound I came to a large stone edifice nearly covered with creeping green ivy. The sound of music came from within and drew me irresistibly into the church. As the minister rose and gave out the text. 1 recognized Ruel Nottingham who I learned as I listened had not lost but rather added to his eloquence of High School days. The music under the direction of Miss Bessie Jackett was an important feature of the service. The soloist Mary Greenwood vied with the minister in attracting the people to church, for the rich mellow notes which warbled from her throat would have made the nightingale tuck his head beneath his wing for shame. The missionary work of this church I learned was also a famous feature for Mildred Andrews as missionary to Africa was according to all reports, winning the heathen there as easily as she won some here. The next morning my attention was attracted to a beautiful building surrounded by a high iron fence. I pon inquiring 1 found it to be a kindergarten and children’s home, the matron of which was Rhea Bennett. She had become quite famous for the excellent work she had done in the City of Destiny in training and mothering the little children. W hen asked why she never married she replied in the words of the old proverb “Perhaps I may yet. Where there s a will there’s a way.” From her I learned that Lulu Durkee had become an eminent authority on Zoology being owner f a large zoo ami possessor of many rare specimens of animals. In high school, we remembered she exhibited a remarkable talent in that line. 1 had not gone far in the City of Destiny before 1 heard the name of Rifenburg, Ray C. Rifenburg, the great Railroad Magnate. His wife too was spoken of in very complimentary terms. Her beauty, her devotion to her husband, the taste and style of her dress and her perfect adaptability to her high position had attracted much attention. Hut to old friends she is still Katie Waite. Alberta Stone 1 learned because of her love of horses had established a riding school and was teaching the young Americans to ride and drive. Hazel Ashley had vowed eternal spinster-hood and as Dean of the Woman’s College, ably seconded by Hazel Force and Alice Durkee as teachers, was gaining for herself the laurel wreath of fame which would go far towards makmg up for the orange wreath she might have worn. Sam .McAllister desiring to he as near her as possible was errand boy in this college and spent his spare moments bewailing '.he desire of woman for a career. I found that Jennie Saunders was a home missionary among the prisoners of the city jail and her sweet face with its cheering smile was a sight beloved and welcomed by the prisoners. On the hill back of the City of Destiny, half concealed by the surrounding trees stood an old and picturesque convent. occasional glimpses of which had fascinated me. A pitiful little story was told me of one of the occupants whose name was Ruth Andrews. A certain Junior hoy with the customary venturesomeness and assurance of that d started off on a trip in an airship and never returned. Ruth after waiting and watching in vain for months, gave up all 42 hopes of earthly joy and entered this convent where she spent most of her time gazing heavenward, not at the sun or moon or stars, but to see if she could catch a glimpse of that aspiring little Junior. Reva Rogers out of compassion for her friends when she observed their very evident difficulties in obtaining worthy help-mates, established a matrimonial agency, which had proved an interesting as well as lucrative business. Ralph agoner had recently run as candidate for governor, and recalling his success in running in High School, we do not wonder that he won. Forest Walrath because of his experience and established honesty was Treasurer of the City of Destiny. Versa Hare as a writer had electrified the world. Besides many weighty‘magazine articles and several works of fiction to her credit, she was now editor of the Woman's Daily. On a high hill on the outskirts of the city I had noticed 43 a tower from the top of which I learned a telegraphic connection with Mars had been established. The operator. Mildred Loomis, was at that time involved in serious complications with a young man of that distant planet. Mildred, with the fickleness of her sex had rejected her distant lover lor one nearer home. '! hereupon the enraged Maritian had sued her for breach of promise. She was fearful of the outcome until the world-famous prosecuting attorney Ken Dean, came to her rescue and speedily brought the matter to a happy close. Hut it was getting dark so I turned my footsteps toward the gate, satisfied with my glimpse into the lives of my classmates. As the gates clanged behind me and I stepped out into the world of familiar things once more, the setting sun lighted up the gilded towers and domes of the City of Destiny with a radiance, significant of the hopes and achievements of those that dwelt within. SYLVIA HUNT. ALUMNI DEPARTMENT President. Mrs. Brown. Vice-president. Glenn Logue. Secretary. Laura Durkee. Treasurer, Carl Wilson. CLASS 1880. Dora Briggs (Aten.) Hattie Symonds (Grabell.) Susie Templeton . C. 1). Hayward. M. R. Stevenson. V. R. Malone. CLASS 1881. Minetta Cleveland (Thornton). C. W. Perry. W. II. Viets. P� . X. Wyman. CLASS 1882. Ida Wood (Koran.) Glenni Wilsey. F. R. Guthrie. CLASS 1883. Lizzie Weldon (Bond.) L. C. Atwood. ♦Deceased. Cl. ASS 1884. H. X. Harvey. F. L. Matson CLASS 1890. Mae Bigelow (Brown.) Agnes Gaffney. Kdith Reynolds (Cardie). F. E. Malone. J. B. Rieg. CLASS 1891. Bertha Da in (Cooksey.) Lulu Drake (Dewev.) Kmcline Hall . Jessie Hawkins. Clara Hayward (Cummins). Lizzie Ward. CLASS 1892. C atherine 11 all ( Kurtz.) Susie Dewey . Ida Kahler (Brown.) Jessie Mears (Hatch.) James Cox . K. S. Xorton. I lubert Cox. 44 CLASS 1893. Edith A. Atwater. K. Brownell Bigelow (Crandall.) Lottie A. Darling. Xellie C. Flannery. Mattie X Hartshorn (Wiliamson.) Ethel M. Guthrie. Susie Roberts (Whitney.) CLASS 1894. Clara M. Clark. Carrie Crittenden (Shaw.) Lulu G. Ford (Mac Farland). Jennie Kimball (MygattA Ella Mears (Pond.) Anna Stoke (Davis.) Mattie Malone (Baxter.) Theresa A. Smith. G. S. Towne. Pearl V. Ford. G. P. Kurtz. CLASS 1895. Ida M. Kimball (Whitney.) Edith Odell (Hester.) Genevieve H. Smith. Hattie M. Woodworth. C. W. Appleby. F. 1). Colson. A. B. Richards. CLASS 1896. Helen Bigelow. Edna Burrington. Ruth Burrington. Elsie Guthrie. Pearl Hoskins (Miller.) Ada Humphrey. Maymc Hurley (Owens.) Alma Kahler (Bowman.) Myrta Mills. May me Moore (O’Connor.) Fannie Townsend ( Kelley.) Rosa Todd (Richards.) Myrtle Wilder (Betsch.) Otto W. Xaef. Roland Miller. Jay Mills . CLASS 1897. Bessie Fenton. Jessie Wilcox (Brown.) Julia Kahler (Shields.) Leona Kneeland (Macbeth). Marv Fields. Edna Hayward. Sarah Brooks (Guthrie.) Edna McKeever (Norton.) Carrie Brenk. Helen Kurtz (Sanford.) Lee Thayer. Deceased. Lee Sawtelle. Julius Felton. Charles Whitney. Robert Merriam. CLASS 1.898. Leo F. Xaef. Grace M. Walton. Xina K. Baldwin (Ortlnvein.) Sadie L. Olds (Hogle.) Jane A. Cantlin. Mabel P. Cole (Atwood.) Edna G. Tyler. Mary A. Weldon (Mathewson.) Tacy W. Thompson (Sherman.) Lizzie Mills (Stockwell.) Roy Mathewson. CLASS 1899 Alice Thayer (Morton.) Bessie Guthrie (Taylor.) Katherine Long. Mabel Kinney. Clara Skinner (Miner). Minnie Harrington (Newman). Frances Raynor. Flossie Ford. Reba Cady. Mary Ford (Butler.) Margaret Barrett. Florence Reets. Grace Mayberry (Jones.) Flossie Pond (Belvins.) Kittie Fargo (Oppelt.) 45 Estelle Schribner. Bessie Baker (Bailey.) Stanley Post. Archibald Fraser. Edward McCloskey. Harry Goddard. Lebbie Cheney. John Whitney. Bradley Mills. Jesse Oppelt. Janies Cherry. Edward Hurley. CLASS 1900. Charlotte Pelton. Forence Root. Pearl Green (Koski.) Flora Cantlin (Bynanc.) Kittie Green. Anna Woodbury (Chapin.) Julia Hawkins (Keating.) Bessie Sheldon. .Kellie Gilliland (Smith.) Ella Yibert (Williams). Bertha Colegrove. Ada Smith (Thayer). Carrie Howard. Gussie Bristol (Webb.) Minnie Brodie (Lvden.) John Post. Henry Robinson. George Tait. 11omer Olmsted. Edwin Phillips. CLASS 1901. Clara Huntley (Van Tassel.) Anna Cummins. Amy Green (Rose.) Jennie Hakanson (Bixler.) Flora Erb (Taylor.) Laura Durkee. Sadie Splitstone. Elizabeth Graves (DcWill.) 1 Jessie Gordon ( Harrow.) lva 1'helps. Gladys Barker. Florence Skinner (Lyons.) Harold Olmsted. Robert Baldwin. Chatfield Stecnburg. Albert Tracer. Harvey McCloskey. CLASS 1902 Anna Brenk. Mabel Magill (Van Tassel.) Alice Fraser. Eva Pacbody (Howard.) Mabel Press. Alice Webster. Bessie Grant.' Clarette Clark (Franklin.) Dora Wilson (Williams.) Gerald Hammond. Fred Dewey. Charles Kneeland. Leroy Countryman. Will Hall. Aloysius Gaukel. Deceased. CLASS 1903. Juva Allen (Hague.) Frances J Appleby. Helen A. Buss. Lenna S. Cheesman. Lauretta C. Cogan. Grace A. Cook . Alice Culp. Lena A. Cushing. Elizabeth M . Durkee. Florence L. Knglesbee . Fred X. Fcatherstonc. J. Edwin Green. Gallic M. Hardy. Mary II. Miser. Lyda Nelson (Blakeslcc.) Bessie M. Pugh. Walter E. Putnam. Mabel A. Quinn. Lena M . Waite (Marsh.) Lois A. Whitney. CLASS 1904. Marjorie Andrews. Marian Blanchard. Beth Bulfinch (McGuire.) Grace Colegrove. Irene Countryman (Bitmap.) Vallie Ellis. Vesta Fox. Alice Gaffney. Mabel Law. Anna Shepard. Charlotte Smith. 46 Florence Smith. Mabelle Weaver (Kidder.) Pearl Webster. Wayde Buckwald. Marshall Coursen. Raymond I Mefenderfcr. Jerome Fisher. Harry Gleason. Marmadukc Schalk. Don O. Stone. Edward Wellman. CLASS 1905. Ivina F. Klvin (Hall.) Harry J. Cole. Susan Skinner. Karl H. Shearer. Myrtle E. Clark. Austa G. McKee. Fay E. Tyler. Lawrence Watts. Anna Welch. Catherine Cummins. Frank Ward well. Ray S. Lapham. Anna C. Traver. Earl Brogan. CLASS 1906. Josephine Bourquin. Charlton Britton. Pauline Brown. Samuel Dean. William Driscoll. Ethel Dunston. Anna Eaton. Nina Gibson. Ethel Haig. Lillian House. Margaret Kahler. Winnie Keep. Florence Kistler. Francis Loomis. Flora Parker. Bertha Patterson. Osmer Scott. Hazel Andrews. Evelyn Stedwcll (Pendleton.) Marguerite Stedwcll. Meta Stevens. CLASS 1907. Hazel Andrews. Florence Stentz (Whipple.) Ralph Durkec. Lcvia Bond (Skinner.) Almcda Green. Clara von Gunten. Linda von Gunten. Sadie Jackett. Lulu Kluniph. Glenn l gue. Florence Manning. Georgia Miser. (.diaries Roberts. Lena Sage (Hill.) Xclia Simons (Fobes.' Raymond Stevens. Jennie Stillwell. CLASS 1908. Richard Armstrong. Maud Bruner. I'ernice Chapman. Marne Cole. Margaret Cummins. Russell Collins. Jessie Daniels. Julia Dayton. Frances Dean. Herbert Glenn Green. Carl Hayward. Althea Hunt. Harrison Hunt. Mae Jones. Prances Joslyn. Blanche Kinner. Pearl Kinner. Ben Olds. Harriet Powell. Jessie Sanford. Frank Thayer. Robert Thomas. Ruth Titus. Will Wardman. Carl Wilson. Deceased. 47 SENIOR CLASS PLAY For the first time in the history of Conneant High Shool the Senior Class undertook the presentation of a play. As You Like It was chosen and was presented June 4th at the Republic theatre, with the assistance of some Juniors and under the direction of the Misses Burrington and Reed. The cast was as follows: The Duke....... Duke Frederick Amiens ........ Jacques ....... Oliver ........ Orlando ....... .....Raid Barker .....Marry Olson Ruel Nottingham .Carlton Stephens ........Ken Dean .Charles Atwood Adam Corin Frank Hagan William ............ Touchstone ......... Jacques du l ois.... Sylvius ............ Rosalind ........... Celia .............. Phoebe ............. Audrey ............. Foresters .......... .....Win Goddard ...Sam McAllister ... Forest Walrath .....Guy Norton .....Rhea Bennett .Mildred Andrews ...Mildred Bonnell .....Lulu Durkee George Stines Wilson Montigney Milford Bui finch 48 COMMENCEMENT PROGRAM 1 Invocation , 2 Music......................................... Orchestra 3 Salutatory ..........................“Lest We Forget ’ Hazel Ashley. 4 Oration ........................ Municipal Ownership' llarrv Hawke. 5 Music ............................High School Chorus 6 Class Prophecy...................“The City of Destiny” Sylvia Hunt. 14 Conferring of Diplomas. 7 Oration. “Justice and Law. the Essentials of Democracy Forest Walrath. 8 Music .............................High School Chorus () Class History...........................Sam McAlFster 10 Music ...............'............High School Chorus 11 Valedictory ............................“The Builders” Ruth Andrews. 12 Music........................................ Orchestra 13 Presentation of Class.............Supt. C. T. Northrop ...Pres. ( . M . Whitney 49 ----ORATION---------- JUSTICE AND LAW, THE ESSENTIALS OF DEMOCRACY. Absolute monarchial rule lias received its death-blow. The tyranny of the monarch is slowly being forced into submission. Civilization in its advance demands justice for all mankind and therefor nourishes democracy. What has been the predominating feature in the history of the past hundred and fifty years? A universal desire for liberty and political freedom, which has resulted in political evolution or the transformation of the old despotic rule of kings into the just rule of the people. The ruler has grown of less and less, and the individual of more and more importance. How completely the evolution is endorsed by the new theory of government, which is that the master of the people, and the servants are the kings and presidents. Such has been the spread of the spirit of democracy that the people have a voice in the government of every nation in Europe except that of Russia. The Czar is the lone European despot, for the past two years have wrought a great change in Turkey, and no more does the Sultan tyrannize over his people. The idea that government is for the welfare of the people and not for the profit and glory of the monarch holds sway even in the empires of Germany and Austria. The attempted suppression of this spirit by aristocratic interests fired the American colonies into actual rebellion; the passion placed an ineffaceable blot on the history of France, and moreover the necessity of recognizing this democratic principle was realized in England. Since democracy has become almost universal, let us inquire what is the fundamental factor that has made it and now maintains it? Has physical force alone determined the existence of our present day governments? No, it has not. War i the curse of nations, it only brings to light the possibility of democracy and not the permanence of it. It exhibits a nation’s power before other rival powers, but in the end the conditions are such as weaken that nation. Although physical force seemed a necessity in America in 1776, it was also a detriment, and an even greater one to France at a later time. If force then is a factor, that in general, retards rather than aids governmental progress, how have the greatest achievements in social reform and the greatest strides for democracy been brought about The answer is simple.— through legislation. Law is the essential of any government for it is its rule of action. Not until the rights of men arc made permanent by written law is democracy assured. Not until the Constitutional laws of a nation have for their underlying principle that all men are created equal” and that liberty means justice” can there be that nation “of the people, for the people and by the people.” What then is the conclusion? That the making of laws is necessarily the first work of a people when they find themselves in power. Such was the need in our own country after our independence from English rule was obtained. War had gained 11s freedom but legislation was necessary to preserve it. The leading men of the 50 time however, observing the necessity of national law, made and established those constitutional laws upon which our national greatness stands. Our constitution was the real foundation of our American Democracy, and how far-reaching were its effects! It became a stimulus to England herself. I hi inanity's need had long cried aloud for mercy in our mother country until at last the paths of human extremity brought forth practical response in legislation. The humanitarian spirit was aroused from its lethargy and today its benign influence blesses all Englishmen. That nations greatness was preserved through a quiet revolution brought about bv means of reform laws. Since 1832 the masses of English people have progressed slowly but steadily in their political liberties. Surely law not only makes permanent the justice of men, but also makes most for a nation’s greatness. Democracy is still in its infancy and man has not yet received his full justice. Those who are most sanguine as to the future of democracy must combat the deepseated prejudice of those who maintain that Justice is retrograding, that the financially weak man cannot find justice against the powerful influence of the rich corporations of our time,—an influence that has brought corruption upon our ruling classes and recalls the dark pages of Roman political history. But the passions underlying these wrongs that test our faith in the future of democracy will surely disappear with the progress of that which we cannot doubt,—the slow evolution of the race. They are the boulders that may obstruct for a time but may not stem the flood stream of democracy. That death blow to the tyranny of old should be an appreciation rather than a murmur against modern evils revealing as it does, the “might of right” and the permanence of good. And nations the world over should realize that their hopes for future realization must be based upon a strength often tested, and liberty and justice abundantly achieved. FOREST WALRATII. i THE NEW HOME OF C. H. S. OLD HOME OF C. H. S Letters from W. Jones to his Mother “W illie Jones, visiting his cousin Bill who attends C. M. S., writes to his mother frequently and tells her of the good times he is having.” Dec. 2i,—’o8 Deer Ma,— I am enjoying misclf vary much. W hen i arrived, the fack was menshiuncd in the Conneaut Xoos-IIerald. i was vary proud to have my name in the noos paper, and will bring you a copcc when i kum home. Bill met mee at the deepo. He thinks himself considerable abuv mec for he goes to Conneaut Hi Scool. lie is a Sofamore at that institushun. 1 went to scool with him the uthur afternoon and liked it vary much. He intriduced me to sum of the teechers. 1 like Mis Reed, she’s peechy. 1 met Perfessor Tarbox to. I felt like an ant beside him—he’s so high up. (I shudn’t wander if him an Miss Gordon would make a match, i am not sure) i met sum nice boys too. They treated mec reel palitely I set with Glen Marcy one sektiun. I think he likes Ruth Andrews for he wrot notes to her lots. She is a nice littel gurl with lots of gray matter Bill sez. Say ma. tell pa to send me S2.50 more. The boys here are terrible spendthrifts. Bill and 1 went to a Basket Ball game Friday. 1 injoved it vary much. I like to watch Walter Hatch play, lie’s a dandy-lie sperti-near got red hair but he hasn’t quite. The gerls all tell mee that they like his hair all most as well as they do him. lie don’t like the gerls i guess. They say lies two snobby. Well Ma I must close, for I’m awful awful sleepy. Be sure and don’t forget Your darling little son Willie Jones. P. S. 'Pell Pa to be sure and send that money becous I want to perchase some neck ties like Ken Dean wears. 1 hey re reel cute. —() Jan. 14, ’09. Deer Ma.— Bill took me to a party Friday night and I had a vary nice time. 1 set in the cosy corner with Catherine Smith. She cezy—-Bill sez. I think probably she likes mee for she seams to iike little boys. She told mee that she liked Boyd W ork and Nelson btod-dard purtinear as well as she used too like Bob W ebb. (Bob thru her over 1 gess). The former of these three is a purty ’little boy with hair just like our baby’s. My friend Hugh Marcy was there to. 1 alwaz feel kind of uneezy when 1 am with him for he has a face as solemn as a funeral director s. However lie is a vary nice boy and has menny amusing traits. 54 His gcrl's naim is Florence Dunbar. I thot at first she was an angel but Bill sez she is not one by a long shot. The boys were a buzzin around her just like bees around a sun Mower. However she does not seam to admire anyone except Mr. Marcy and (using your old fashuned expression) “She sticks to Hugh like Spaulding’s Glue.” Bill shook me purty soon after we got there and frum his acktiuns i think he likes gerls a good deel more than he shud. He did not however take a gerl to the party but sed he intended to eskort home one of the wall Mowers. (They are the Wuns that hav to depend on the other gerls and their fellows to take them home) Ethel Craytor fell to Bill and as i wanted to go home with them Bill let me. I think tho, that he was going to be afraid to go home alone in the. dark. But i am not sure. Ethel is a vary nice gurl and posseses an exseedingly entertaining tung. She talked a blew streek all the way home and it tickled me immensely to see Bill try to get a word in edge ways—for he couldn't. It seams that Dub Pease is ded in luv with her but she will not hav him. 1 herd her telling Bill all about it but i cannot giv u all the partikulars. Ail i can tell u is that I think Dub Pease is a nice little gentleman for eskorting Ethel to that party out to Kingsville. Edna Schramm told me she cud twist Milford Bulfinch and Jay Perkins write around her little finger. I went to scool with Bill again yesterday morning. John Wingate and Bess Kepple sit together which i thot was vary immodest in the scool room. Mister Heilman didn’t seem to be varv shocked tho. he did however talk perty strait to them. Bill sez John’s an old one at it. He doesn’t look so awfully babyfied—I don’t think. Bills study in jeomitry like sin. lie sez he’ll be kicked (Bill put it more emfatic than that) if he’s going to let that blamed little gerl with taffy hair and ribbons beet him. Perfessor Heilman lexured the boys in jeomitry this P. M. He sed that theyed aut to be awful awful im-berased to let a gerl bed all there classes. The male element are kind of inthuzed over it. Bill sez he’s going to hed the jeomitry class this month. 1 doubt it. Well ma, good by. Your lovin Littel Willie. Jan. 23,-09. Deer. Deer, Ma,— I am not home sick yet already but belief me I still love u most gratefully. I often think of you when Bill and his wicked associates espechielly Fred Green and Bob Pelton try to leed mee down the broad and wicked path. Bill is becoming worse every day. He took mee to the Methodist Church the other night. Mister Hilas H. Miller preeched. I sit down in the audience with Bill and his friend Fred Green while Bob Felton as he wanted every one to know he possessed vocal chords, sit in the choir. He seamed to be awful tickeled over something and laughed most of the time which i thot was vary irreverant. Mister Miller is a very good preecher i think. At sum things he sed Fred Green wiggled a good deck I think Fred is trying to be a better boy. Bill took mee to school for the last time this afternoon. I way very sorry 1 cood knot go any more for 1 alwuz enjoyed myself very much. (Miss Kahler she is the hed of the institushiun) sed she thot I attracted the attenshiun of the pupils two much. 1 was sore i told wun of the fellows about it and he sympathized with nice. In Ccasar class I set with Way land Cowle or his twin I don’t know which wun he was. Evin the tccchcrs get them mixed up. Miss Pelton (she teeches Italian) seams to like them vary much probably beecaus they are so good looking. Bill sez it is two bad they are not older. I do not agree with him. I think Mis Pelton will get her innins sum of these days pretty soon now fer she seams turribly sleepy eyed on Monday morning.’ Well, no more at present from Your lovin son .Willie Jones. Feb. 7,—’09. Dere Ma, I hav sum very exciting 1100s. Hill and me and a bunch of the fellows went to the Basket Ball Game Saturday night bet-tween Geneva and Conneaut and Conneaut beet ern! Bill sez that C. 11. S. hasthc championshipof the county. Ma. when 1 bekom big enough 1 am going to play in C. H. S. Basket Ball Team, beecaus then my naim will be honored forever and ever. The Conneaut Xoos-IIerald will hav big bed lines too-morrow evening savin something like this. “C. II. S. skins another Team.” I am intlnizcd over their winnin because 1 helped them I yelled till I wuz horse and hav not recovered vet, quite. I bekam better ackquainted with Mister Palmer last night. He is a big jolly man but slower than our old mule. I think his beeing so slow is the reason he is a benidikt. I hav composed this little rhyme about him. There wonce was a teecher naimed Palmer, Who aut to have been an cmbalmer For dead things he handles Such as pickle tied animals Now such is this fellow naimed Palmer.” I also met a boy naimed Winifred Goddard. He seamed to be vary nice. I shoodn’t wonder if he wood be a preecher of the 5 Gospel becaus he posescs a face as long and sober as a yard stick. He kan say sum very funny things. Aunt Hess and I are not on the best of turms becaus I busted her curling iron this morning. 1 was trying to curl my hair like Robert Rath does his. I burnt quite a good bit of my hair off attemptin it an i kan not see how he kan get his so dainty looking. Probably his mother does it for him. ell ma. I suppose this will be the last letter I shall rite to u becaus i am kumming home next week. You will undoubtedly not know me for I dress like a reel sport now. I have purchased myself sum barrel hooped soxs just like Charles Waddell wears, in all the fahionable shades and also have bought a suit like Alva Belding’s checkered wim. 1 am going to wear it as prisoner's garb the next time us boys play circus. It will be just the thing. I want to come back next June when all the ceniurs (that pass) graduate. Pill sez there will be a hootin big time then for all the stoodents of C. H. S. will be so glad, to get rid of the old sports, Olson, Dean, Hawke and Barker who make the Senior Class famous. It is with the deapest regret that I bring this last letter of my visit to a close for I hav certainly injoyed myself amung the marry young peeple of Conneaut. Be shure and tell the boys to meat nice at the train when i kum home. Well good by. Your ever dutiful an respektful, son W -lie J: nes. () To live on earth with self, in ease I o live one’s self alone to please When ill-got gains are all one sees, Is this success? Ah, no! lo stand among the honored men. Another's place it should have been, just for the fame—oh tell me, then, Is this success? Ah, no! SUCCESS If grasping earth's highest place One robs his friend with shameless face —A blot which time can ne’er efface, Is this success? Ah, no! Hut if we have an honored name, And hold it (juite aloof, from stain Of deeds that bring us woeful shame, Is this success? Ah, yes! If we are just to every friend, To all a willing hand do lend hrom heart to heart good wishes sen Is this success? Ah, yes! If direst wrongs should cloud our da And ’midst temptation’s fearful way We bid them go. we sav them my. Is this success? Ah, yes! 57 FOREST WALRATH. o --- HUMOROUS — 20th CENTURY REPRODUCTION OF MORAL PLAY (14th CENTURY)—CASTE. Villain ..........................................Sir Ilolifcrnis Heroine ........................................Grace Angelface Persecuted Heroine's Friend......Pearl Sprouting Wing ACT I.—SCENE J. CLOISTER OF MONASTERY. P. S. W. (Pleadingly—Beautiful eyes suffused in tears.) Oh! Tray Sir Holifernis may I hold conference with thy humble servant, Grace Angelface? Sir II. (with thundering voice)—No. I swear by my bristling beard. No. P. S. W. (trembling)—May I ask the cause of thy manifest displeasure? Sir 11. (terrifying trembling girl with his burning eyes) Too much conversing on subjects foreign to this holy place. Pearl S. W. (humbly, bending to kiss feet of ter.ible villain)—Oh. sir, 1 appreciate your condescension in thus revealing my misdoings. But by this sacred book (pointing to American History ) 1 swear we are today about to concentrate our attention upon Virgil’s Aeneid in order that we may say mass more correctly. Sir H. (unyielding as adamant) —No, 0I1 sinful daughter of this world. You. oh miserable creature of the dust, did even write notes. Oh! how can 1 sully my lips by such a vulgar word? (said very contemptuously and sorrowfully.) Pearl S. W. (raising her shackelcd hands to heaven)— That was not a note. It was but a faithful portraiture of my dear dying friend. Alas! If I do not go to her, I fear she will die of the shock and breathe her last. Oh! Grace Angel-face! (said very pathetically.) Pearl S. Y. (buries her head in her hands; her fair hair falling o’er her trembling shoulders.) Sir IIol.—-(turning abruptly) What care I? Portraiture is as bad as correspondence. No! No! No! No! (Thrusts spear into her.) Pearl Sprouting Wing expires praying for soul of her murderer. TABLEAU. CURTAIN. MORAL.—Don’t write notes or draw portraits. -------X------- There was a young chemistry tough He was mixing some compounded stuff He dropped a match in a vial And after a while They found his front teeth and a cuff. Paul (in Virgil)—“She had consecrated a mound to the cinders of her dead husband.” Sam (reading Virgil)—“She swooned within sight of me.” Go Freshman Class Yell. Kali! Kali! Rail! I want my ina! ------x--------- FORGET IT! If school is going wrong, FORGET IT! Sorrow never lingers long, FORGET IT! If your teacher bears ill will. And von find you can’t keep still When she says. Come after school” Don’t look mad, but just keep cool, FORGET IT!!! I Jessie (in translating German)— She had recovered her health so that she was able to bathe all day long in the lake.” Miss Gordon (Modern II. Class)— After Xapoleon assumed the office of First Consul, in whom did he vest authority? Elsie Fields—“In two classes, the Perfects and the Pluperfects.” At opposite ends of the sofa They sat with vain regrets For she had been eating onions And he had been smoking cigarettes. Mr. Tarbox— N'ow for this experiment you use a hole with two corks in it.” Ruth A.— You say ‘honey’ jokingly, but when you say ‘sweetheart’ you generally mean it.” Where did she learn? Hazel Force (in Virgil)—“The prophetess opening her voice reveals her prophesies.” 6i Mr. I arbox (in assembly)— Now don’t ask me to sit with anyone, please. „ V.!SS n n• H.—“Who was the messenger of the Gods ?' Emily A.—“Quicksilver (Mercury). Hazel Ashley (In irgil)— The winds blew up the whole sea. ’ Sam (In Virgil)— A cold shiver rushed thru their lowest limbs. Sam (In Virgil)— I burst forth, I confess. Haul (In irgil)—“The immense mass of horse. Frank Hagen (translating German)—“Schiller starved beautifully at the age of 646. Rhea:—”1 don't know where Germania is but it is a very wild country. If you lose anything go to Helen Hunt for it. Ken Dean (in Civics)— When a man votes he takes a rubber stamper and places it in the right hand corner of the candidate for whom lie wishes to vote. Forest Walrath (in Literature)—“Charles Lamb’s sister went crazy and killed her mother ami they put her in an institution. Which? Mr. Ilelman—“The mail who works on the section gang gets $1.20 per day, the gang boss gets $2.40. his boss gets $5.00, his boss gets $10.00 and the president of the road sits back, does nothing and gets $40,000 per year. Now what is the difference between them? Galinsky (promptly)—“ Brains. Miss Reed (to K. V.)—“I think that Burke's Conciliation is very interesting when you understand it. Katy Waite:—“Well maybe I’ll understand it by the time 1 get to be forty.” Miss Reed.—“I'm not yet forty. Katy. There was a girl named Mildred And she loved another Mildred And they both could laugh Like a two year old calf These two little girls named Mildred. Harry Olson (translating German)—“She made her wicked mouth go.” Ken Dean (in Civics)—“Poll tax is the tax on liquor. Hazel Ashley (Eng. Lit.)—“De Quincey's father died when he was seven years old.” Miss Reed— Hazel what element makes a play interesting throughout the ages?” Hazel—“The Human Elephant.” Lucy Olds in Modern History—“If you want any money you have to pay for it. LOST—FOUND LOST—The art of spelling. Finder please return to Giles Leach and receive reward . FOR SALE—Two fine, pretty dimples—Roy Blanchard. FOR SALE—One fine, artificial curl—Robt. Rath. LOST—My reputation for honesty—“Grafter Carr. WANTED—Some reference books—Miss Lect. WANTED—Some one to love—Mr. Holman. WANTED—A dress and a head by winged Victory. Wanted—Victims at which to hurl the impassioned elo 62 Harry Olson in Am. H.—“The colonists ate salted meat such as they could catch in the forest.” Paul Barker (translating Virgil)—“The mother bore herself to meet him.” Miss Pelton (interrupting)—“Hadn’t you better say approached”. Paul (continuing)—“wearing the dress and frame of a virgin and the arms of a Spartan maiden.’ Mr. Williamson—“You make me tired.” Freshman Girl—“Go to sleep then.” Miss Leet 1 To Hazel Ashley trying to think of a man’s name)— What man do you want?” Hazel Force (in stage whisper)—“Sam.” Lena Walker— Can I get my paper?” Mr. Tarbox”—You can 1 presume and you may if you wish. Ruth A. (relating English History)—“As their legends and tales (?) increased”—(Pause.) —WANTED. quencc of my weighty orations. Come prepared to die— Chas. O'Donnell. WANTED—More bovs in our class!—Girls of Senior Class. W ANTED—a Muffler for Isadore Galinsky's Facial Cavity. WANTED—Prof. O’Donnell (Jr.) to examine Nelson Stoddard’s Head.—Zoology Class. YANTED--Afternoons off!—Spring Fever. Club. Admirer of Nature. WANTED—To exchange Bob” Rath’s effeminate infantile voice for a man’s. One similar to Atwood’s acceptable. Inquire, Rear Seat Holders. WANTED to Know-What Mr. Palmer used to grow that mustache. FRESHMAN MISTAKES. Physiology is a living cell. The elementary canal lies in the stomach. SOMETHING RARE. Jay Perkins at school. Lena Walker not talking. The Freshman Class. Ralph Wagoner laughing like a human being. Mr. Palmer’s neckties. Ruel Nottingham without that wise” expression. The American History class. Sam and Paul not studying with the girls. Rhea not making eyes.” And some other things too numerous to mention. Freshman— The Hanging Gardens of Babylon was a place where they hung criminals.” Delano Gruey (translating Caesar)— Hooks were fastened along the poles by insertion.” If you can’t subtract numbers unless they are alike, how is it that you can take four apples from three trees. Mr. Helman— Mildred what direction is Greenwich from the North Pole?” Mildred Bonnell (promptly)— North East. Miss Leet— Sam. I’d be ashamed to be such a talker as you are. If I were you I would cultivate a quieter spirit.” Harry Olson (Speaking of Cuban War)—Grover Cleveland was president at the time of the resurrection.” Mr Palmer (Physics)—‘At what temperature will a thermometer boil at sea level?—er that is I mean at what temperature will water boil at sea level 1 63 WINNING BY PROXY Tommy Lane jumped from his Morris chair in the North Dormitory of Fairfield Academy with a regular Indian War whoop backed In a strong pair of lungs acquired in football and track. Hut he had no sooner reached his feet than he fell back with a mingled look of disappointment and joy on his face. Mis father had died in Tommy's Sophomore year and he had paid his own way from then on by work outside of school until now he was in his Senior year, lie had been out for football and track every year, lie made tackle the last two years and lie was considered the best two-mile man in that section of the country. He was also a Marathon runner of no mean skill and here was the chance of a lifetime. He had just received a letter from a New York promoter to run a Marathon with a noted professional runner on the very day of the intercollegiate track meet and the best part was $5000 to win or lose. This would send him through some large college ami give him a degree which he coveted. But no. he would not desert his school for anything and this train of thoughts was what caused his singular actions at the opening of our narrative. With the decision to stick to school he forthwith wrote to the promoter declining his proposition. His mind was in anything but a working state when he went about his classes that morning and he seemed to make a blunder in everything and incidentally brought the teacher's wrath down upon himself. That noon as he slowly made his way to his room he found an official yellow envelope in the mail box. Upon opening it he read with a cry of despair the terrible words. “Conditioned in Math. It was signed by the Principal, and Tommy knew what it meant. It meant additional work and the last half of his Senior year too. But what hurt worse was. that he was barred from the intercollegiate meet and the hope of the school winning the meet depended upon his winning the two mile run. Here he was conditioned and excluded from the meet and with his refusal sent to the promoter of the Marathon. Here was his chance he thought, no one could blame him now for quitting to run the Marathon. But no. they would say he purposely flunked in Math, in order to be excluded from the meet and thus be able to run the Marathon. No he would stick to it to the last and win in spite of the difficulties. It was with sorrowful heart that he made his way to the Gym that afternoon to report his condition to the coach. As he walked along side the indoor track to the trainer’s office his head bowed in meditation over his troubles he was hailed bv a cheery “Good Afternoon Tom from a chubby youth in track suit who was trotting around the track. Hello Jack he hurled back as the runner sped past him. then stopping short he hailed the runner, who wheeled about and came trotting back. This chap in the track suit, Jack Bart by name, was a short, chubby, black haired bunch of muscles but bevond a single point in a small dual meet had never made a single thing in his four years in track. But he was of the winning sort and he had gone in with the determination to win a letter and lie settled down to the half mile with this resolution. As lie came within speaking distance of him Tommy hailed him with “Well, what are you out for this year Kart”? “The half mile, as usual,” replied Jack with a smile. “Going to make good as usual? Tommy sarcastically inquired?” I hope to” came the cheery reply. “Well. Kart, I’ve a little proposition to offer you”, said Tommy. “Fire away, replied Jack. “You see its this way. began Tommy. I’m conditioned in Math and that puts me out of the meet, and you know that losing the two mile means losing the meet. Rut I mean to win the race and the meet too. for I’m going to run that race by Proxy and you’re to he my Proxy. “Do you agree?” “You bet 1 do came the reply as they gripped hands. I’ll do anything for you and Fairfield. Go ahead then and finish your training today for tomorrow you commence on the two mile,” said 'Pommy as he started to the trainer’s to report. The coach received his report with a long face but he knew there was no way to get around that official condition. so he turned away to face his task which had been made so much harder. 'Pommy returned to his room and went to bed but slept little and arose tired and exhausted, but his spirits were high and he kept up. He met Jack at the Gym that night and began his training. They worked two hours and then went to bed. They repeated this each night until the morning of the big meet found them at Avondale club house in the best of spirits and condition. They chatted merrily about the prospects of the meet until time for Jack to don his track suit, then Tommy took him into the dressing room and gave him a full half hour’s talk and instructions about his event. They appeared and still in earnest conversation. There before them were many fellows in white track suits and various colored sweaters lined up about the white railed track, waiting for their event to be called. On one side was the huge grand stand lined with people waving the colors and pennants of their respective schools and high up i 11 the middle with a band playing in their midst Jack recognized the blue and gold of Fairfield. It was a sight long to be remembered, but he could not loiter now for the starter was calling them to the pole. As he left Tommy he received his final directions which were to run to the best of his ability from the start. It wouldn’t do for everybody to do that way.” he said, “but it’s best for you, so go in and win.” As they lined up there was a murmur of dissent from the grand stand which developed into a roar when they saw Jack, a poor half mile runner, as they supposed, at the pole, the best possible position, while Fairfield's only other runner was eighth from the pole. But it could not be helped now for the starter’s pistol rang out and they were off. Jack shot ahead like an arrow and held his position, while Breckenbridge, Fairfield’s only other runner, cutting across to the pole, ran into an Avondale man and both were out of the race. The race and the fate of the meet was now up to Jack and the Fairfield rooters could be heard groaning. Why did they put him at the pole.” lie's killing himself, lie’ll never last a mile it that pace.” and many other like speeches, but Jack and Tommy shut their cars and thought only of the race. Jack was now on the last lap and still in the lead, lie was running perfectly his hands swinging like pendulums at his sides. Mis eyes were on the track ahead, but now he was aware of footsteps close behind him. he could hear someone breathing, lie made a desperate effort to forge ahead, his heart beat like a trip hammer, his head throbbed and it seemed as if he must fall but he gripped his hands, gritted his teeth and struggled on. Again he heard the footsteps, even felt the breath of his opponent, he gripped his hands and strained with all his might to keep his head, lie staggered, recovered himself and closing his eyes he made a last mighty effort to reach the tape, lie heard a mighty shout and as lie opened his eyes he saw the tape ahead, a row of anxious laces and then he knew no more. He came to. hearing a voice softly calling. Jack! Jack! and he recognized it as Tommy’s. He answered a feeble, “what?” “Jack old boy,” said Tommy as he gripped his hand, “you won that race and won the day for Fairfield.” FOOTBALL TEAM. ATHLETICS NINETEEN-EIGHT FOOTBALL Among C. H. S. Athetics football for a number of seasons lias not met with much success. When Coach Y illiamson announced the first practice soon after school started, about thirty men responded to the gridiron call, and ou that evening started hard practice, which lasted until I hanksgiving and which consequently for the first time in years brought victory to C. 11. S. and joy to the hearts of the rooters. As a number of last year's team bad left school it remained for Coach W illiamson to develop the new material sufficiently to produce a team which would ably represent the blue and white. Ralph agoner was chosen Captain and Harry Olson Manager. 'I'he first game was played with Jefferson at Conneaut ()ct. 2. 1908. I he game resulted in a dose of whitewash for the Jefferson team : score 29 to o in favor of Conneaut. On the 10th of October the Conneaut team journeyed to Geneva. Conneaut has not won a game from Geneva for several years and when the local team trotted out on the field vou could see written 011 their faces the expression revenge is ours ; when the game ended the score stood 17 to a big goose egg in favor of Conneaut. This game seemed to inspire a new spirit in the students of old C. II. S. and the rest of the season the games were well attended and a good spirit prevailed. It is hoped that this spirit will continue forever. On October 17th Conneaut journeyed to Meadville to play the fast Allegheny Prep. Team of that place. During the first half neither team scored; but in the second half we obtained () points ; score 6 to o in favor of Conneaut. This game was one of the hardest during the season. O11 October 24th. C. II. S. went to Ashtabula and was defeated by a score of r 1 to o. The rain poured down in sheets and it was a poor game, in which you could not judge the relative strength of the two teams. Meadville H. S. came to Conneaut on Oct. 31st. and returned minus their scalps Score 12 too in favor of Conneaut. Phis was one of the fastest games played on the home grounds during the season. The same fate was meted out to the V. M. C. A. of Erie on November 7th. Score 10 to o in favor of Conneaut. In this game we tried out a number of subs, giving them a chance to get in a game. Taking for our maxim. No team is stronger than it's Subs. hen we went to Austinburg on the 14th of November it was with the idea of playing a school team. When we got there however, a team made up of different elements confronted us; but as the principal denied that any of the players were unconnected with the institute we started the game. It ended without a score. BASKETBALL TEAM On November 21st. Ashtabula came to Conneaut to fight it out for the County Championship. The local warriors secured a touchdown during the first half and, as the orange and black bunch could make no headway against the local warriors, it was thought the game was won and the Conneaut rooters went wild. The Ashtabula team, however, scored a touchdown on the blue and white by a fluke. The game ended with the score standing 5 to 5. Although the game ended in a tic the blue and white.should have been victorious for they played better football. Although Ashtabula carried off the County Championship you c.an hardly say that they had a better team than ours. On Thanksgiving the Local High School team journeyed to Meadville with a number of regulars out of the line up due to various reasons, but the majority of the players wanted to play the game so that they could say that for the first time in years they had finished their schedule. We lost the game by a score of 33 to 5. BASE B This year's baseball team was the best team ever turned out by old C. H. S. The team that took the field for the blue and white when the “Umpire” yelled “play ball” was practically the same old bunch (with the exception of one man) that made such a remarkable record upon the diamond during the season of 1908. The team of 1908 won 7 games out of the 9 played losing the last two played in a double-header at Painesville, on Decoration Day, the day after Field Day when the majority of the players were nearly down and out. The season of 1909 opened on April 17th. The team obtained Prof. Helman as coach. Marry Hawke was elected as captain, David Wardman was made manager, and a full schedule of games was arranged. 71 Thanksgiving witnessed the close of a most successful football season, which the boys should long remember. To be sure we lost the county honors, yet we won five out of seven games, two more being tied, and lost out in the championship game by only the narrowest of margins. In summing up the season’s work we can say that it was a success financially as well as in victories. C. H. S. FOOTBALL SCHEDULE vO O 00 Oct. 2 C. H. S. 29 Jefferson . 0 at Geneva. Oct. 10 c. H. S. l7 G. II. S at Conneaut. Oct. 17 c. II. S. 6 Allegheny Prep.. . 0 at Meadville. Oct. 24 c. H. s. 0 A. 11. S at Ashtabula. Oct. 3 c. H. s. 12 Meadville 0 at Conneaut. Nov. 7 c. H. s. 10 Y.M.C. A. Erie. . 0 at Conneaut. Nov. 14 c. H. vS. c G. R. I . 0 at Austinburg. Nov. 21 c. H. s. 5 A. II. S • 5 at Conneaut. Nov. 26 C. II. s. 5M.II.S 33 at Meadville. Total 84 49 ALL. Following arc the dates of the games, and the teams to be played. C. H. S. at Ashtabula. April 17th Geneva H. S. at Conneaut. April 24th C. H. S. vs Conneaut Lamp Works of Conneaut May 1st Andover H. S. at Conneaut. May 8th C. H. S. at Jefferson. May 14th Ashtabula H. S. at Conneaut. May 22nd Painesville II. S. at Conneaut. May 29th From a large squad of those who want to play, the following men were picked to compose the varsity squad.--Atwood, p. G. Marcy, c. Dean ss. Olson 1st b. Wardman 2d 1 Held- BASEBALL TEAM. ing 3d b. Wagoner If. and 3b. H. Marcy cf. Hawke If. Laugh-lin and Work subs With this team the locals should cop the County Championship with the ease which they have done in years gone by FIELD The Annual Field Day meet of the high schools of the county is to be held at Jefferson May 21st. This year's track team is composed of men who have participated in this branch of Athletics before, having won points before in field events and who should, therefor, make this year’s team a stronger factor in the championship race. The track team obtained the services of Mr. Ilelman as coach, who with his past experience in field events should prove a valuable man to us. The men who will compose the team are. Wagoner. Olson. Belding, Rath, Dean. Atwood, Work, Smith, Blanchard, Barker, Montigney , Keidel. Walrath. Bulfinch. Conneaut has not won at field day since 1902 although last year’s team made a creditable showing, taking second place; and with practically the same team, the blue and white should with hard practice be able to put a winning team in the field this year, at least we hope the ’rack team of 1909 will prove a winner. Editor’s note: As the annual goes to press some three weeks before Field Day, it is impossible to give a complete list of those participating in the events and the winners. MEET AT JEFFERSON 1908. 100 yd. Wagoner, Conneaut 1: Leggett, Ashtabula 2: Olson. Conneaut 3. Time 10 4 sec. 220 yd. Wagoner, Conneaut 1 : Leggett. Ashtabula 2; Stack. 73 and should win every game upon the schedule. Editor’s Note:—As the annual goes to press before the season has been opened it is impossible to give an account of the different games. DAY. Jefferson 3. Time 23 sec. 440 yd. W agoner. Conneaut 1; Sherman, Ashtabula 2: Norris. Jefferson 3. Time 54 4-5 sec. Yi mile: Sherman, Ashtabula 1 ; Chester, Jefferson 2; Savage, Ashtabula 3. Time 2 min. 12 sec. 1 mile. Sherman. Ashtabula 1: Chester, New Lyme 2; Phillips, Ashtabula, 3. Time 5 min. 23 1-5 sec. 120 Hurdles: Phillips. Ashtabula 1; Olson, Conneaut 2, Norris, Jefferson 3. Time 16 2-5 sec. Standing Broad Jump: Baker, Andover 1 : Stack, Jefferson 2; Foote, Jefferson 3. Distance 9 ft. 9 in. Running Broad Jump: Geralds, Geneva 1 ; Strong. New Lyme 2; Foote. Jefferson 3. Distance 17 ft. 8 in. Shot Put: Geralds, Geneva 1: Hammond, Geneva 2; Silvius, Ashtabula 3. Distance 41 ft. 3 in. Discus Throw: Hammond, Geneva 1: Geralds. Geneva 2: Olds. Conneaut 3. Distance 94 ft. 8 in. High Jump: Wardman, Conneaut and Morris, Ashtabula 1 and 2 ;Aldrich, Ashtabula Harbor, 3. Height 5 ft.. 3in. Pole Vault: Morton, Phillips, Ashtabula 1 and 2; Griffing, Andover 3 Height 8ft. 11 in. ] 2 mile relay—Conneaut 1, Geneva 2. Jefferson 3. Winning Team. Olson. Rath. Olds. Wagoner. SUMMARY. Ashtabula 39 points: Conneaut 29 points; Geneva 24 points : Jefferson 12 points. New Lvme and Andover 6 points each. Ashtabula Harbor 1 point. RECORDS BROKEN AND EQUALLED AT 1908 MEET. 220 yard dash by Wagoner, Conneaut, 23 sec. Previous record held by Leggett, Ashtabula, 1905. 23 sec. 440 yard dash by Wagoner, Conneaut, 54 4-5 sec. Previous record held by Bradburn, New Lyme 1905 and Sherman. Ashtabula 1907. 57 sec. Standing Broad jump by Baker, Andover, 9 ft. 9 in. Same record held by Bishop, Geneva 1905. Shot Put by Geralds, Geneva 41 ft. 3 in. Same by Geralds in 1907. Mile run by Sherman. Ashtabula 5 min. 23 1-5 sec. RECAPITULATION. Number of times schools have won meet. Jefferson 7, Ashtabula 7. New Lyme 4. Conneaut 3. Geneva 3. 7 4 TRACK TEAM ORATION MUNICIPAL I Public business naturally belongs to and should be done by the public, private business by private citizens or corporations. There are public utilities that to be properly administered require governmental functions in their operation. The question is. shall the people permit the government to part with and lose control of its own functions by transferring them to private corporations, when experience has shown that the result of such a course is taxation without representation in its most harmful form? What does history of the past and present teach us in regard to this problem? Just this—that corruption and weakness on the part of the government, contempt and resentment towards it by the people is the inevitable consequence of putting into private hands business that should be under governmental control. Rome’s decay began when the privilege of collecting taxes was given away or sold to the highest bidder. The bidders were corporations: the contracts were franchises. The amount of the bid went into the public treasury: the franchise holder got the rest. Monstrous fortunes on the one hand, a down-trodden and impoverished people on the other, was the result. The plundering of the French by the infamous “farmers general, or private tax collectors was one of the principal causes of the French Revolution. Of these men Voltaire said They draw millions from the people and give a little to OWNERSHIP. the king.” What, in reality was this organization of farmers general ? Nothing but a vast private corporation, whose aim was a shameless plunder at the expense of the government. For modern instances, we have but to turn to the history of English cities at the time when public utilities were in the hands of private corporations. What do we find? Municipal corruption similar to the shameful, degrading conditions existing in many of our American cities today. In private hands there as here, public utilities were used to corrupt the officials and defraud the people. But, to our shame, may it be said, we do not have to turn to history to find examples of fraud and corruption in the management of public utilities by private corporations ()ut own country furnishes, alas, too many illustrations of this sort. What a sad spectacle was furnished by St. I mis a few years ago. Mr. Folk, then prosecutor of that city proved that the aldermen were in a combine with the street car companies and received regular salaries four times as large as the wages of conductors, getting, in addition, rake-offs” from other public service companies amounting often to twenty thousand dollars apiece. They did more than this. They named men for the street-car jobs. Their caucus and precinct workers were rewarded in this way. the aldermen having a vested right in the street-car jobs, and the street-car companies having a vested right in the aldermen. The revelations brought about by Mr. Folk in bis investigations at St. Louis are strictly typical, as has been confirmed by scores of investigations and exposures in recent years. Another good example of the methods used by private corporations is furnished by the city of Detroit. The Detroit Gas Company several years ago was given a charter in which it was stipulated that as soon as the output reached a certain figure only ninety cents was to be charged for illuminating gas. It passed that figure but two years afterward the people were still paying ninety cents because some of them used illuminating gas for fuel. It is the same as if a lumber dealer should offer a rebate on the price of flooring if one hundred thousand feet were taken, but should refuse to give the rebate because some people used flooring for partitions. The courts would make short work of the lumber-dealer’s contention. They look at it differently in the case of a gas company. What is the remedy for all this? Kngland has met the emergency with an efficient remedy and today her city gov-« rmnents are reformed and office holding in them respectable. She has done this by restoring the public utilities to the public and has proved that the advocates of private ownership and their agents were not only in error in regard to the practical results of public ownership, but that the very evils which these men predicted would be brought about by municipal control disappeared when the corrupting influence of private interests in politics was withdrawn. Can the method which Kngland has used so successfully be applied here? Let us see. It is freelv admitted by the advocates of municipal ownership that this would not be a wise policy to pursue as long as the class of councils which are now in many of our American cities, are in office. This difficulty, however, is easily overcome by purifying the councils and putting in them men who are honest and trustworthy. What has been successfully done in England can be done with equal success in the United States. We have already delayed too long in our work of purification and the time is ripe for a remedy, a remedy which should be applied in the near future, since added to the immediate mis-rulc in our cities, this granting of special privileges to private corporations is building up a class distinction. On the one hand, restive, and downtrodden, the great masses are losing their stake in the country, are losing their homes. On the other hand are the beneficiaries of franchise grants, possessing greater fortunes than the skilled mechanic or plain merchant coud acquire in a thousand years. They display their unearned wealth in dissipations and benevolences. They are patronizing to the masses. They are condescending to the courts of justice. The masses are learning to hate: the ultra-rich arc beginning to despise. All the time the cost of living is rising and the present wages are becoming inadequate to support the working man. And all the time streams of gold are being emptied into the coffers of the money-kings, the “farmers general” of America. We must have a square deal, or someday the American people will rise in their might and in no uncertain terms, demand their just rights. HARRY HAWKE. COLGATE UNIVERSITY Begins Her 90th Year September 23. 1909 Has fine traditions and is jealous of her high standards of Scholarship. With magnificent equipment and large endowment, she is prepared to give the best in training and culture at moderate cost. ■ address « REGISTRAR VINCENT B: FISK. Hamilton. New York tyrinate 3 3usi ness Sc oot, 2 S2 (Snst jVint i Street, C ene un( An exclusive school of the highest grade, pertaining to business. Booklet. BOOKKEEPING, PENMANSHIP, SHORTHAND, TYPEWRITING and all subjeds THE CONNEA UT DR UG GO. MEDICINES. DRUGS. CHEMICALS PERFUMES. 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