Conneaut High School - Tattler Yearbook (Conneaut, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 36 of the 1915 volume:

First Showing of NEW SPRING HATS AND CLOTHING For Young Men Who Care at McGuire Stanley, “Theonly Haberdashery” Broad Dr. F. G. Kelley DENTIST Stanley Block Ask your Grocer for Lake City Spices and Red Rose Coffee, put up by — C. A. Curtze, Erie, Pa. Teas, Coffees and High Class Groceries Tea Store, 188 Main St. Save your butter bills, Buy Good Luck Margarine, The Fine Taste Satisfies, The Low Price Gratifies. CONNEAUT MEAT CO. Buy Your Candies and Fruit from Frank J. or 38 BABY SUGAR BOWL L. Zack Company Wholesale Fruits The Hotel Cleveland Is the Popular Place for Sunday Meals this Winter Dinners 500 PITCHER GRIFFITH RELIABLE JEWELERS S. C. Andrews Real Estate and Insurance Smith Block, Main St. Fire Insurance That Insures Patronize Our Advertisers VOL. IV. CONNEAUT, OHIO, FEBRUARY, 1915 No. 3 LITERARY “St. Valentine,” M. S. S., ’ 15................................ 3 “The Romance of a ‘Surplus’ Freshman,” Ethel Taylor, ’17....... 5 “The Competition,” Ruth Neal, ’17.............................. 7 “A Noble Revenge,” Harold Kaiser, ’18...........................H DEPARTMENTAL Editorials........................................................13 Society......................................„•...................ig Athletics............................................................ Jokes.............................................................21 Exchanges.........................................................27 Honor Roll........................................................... Just a Note.......................................................26 PUBLISHED BY THE AU FAIT AND IRVING SOCIETIES St. Valentine Uncle Jerry came stamping into the big roomy kitchen of the old homestead, scattering snow right and left. Ideal weather for St. V alentine Day, . Maria,” he said to his wife, who was busy with preparations for supper. “I've been thinking, while 1 was doing the chores, it would he nice to have the young folks come for a sort of Valentine party. What do you say.’' “You mean your nephews that are cousins and my nieces that are cousins?’ “Yes.” “How can we let them know? This is the tenth. “I am going to town this afternoon and I can telegraph each one separately. Have it a surprise for each that the others are here. Marion Hoyt was busily embroidering at her dormitory window. Having just refused an invitation to a skating party and to a tramp through the snow, she had scarcely settled herself with a plate of fudge and her embroidery when there was a knock at the door. “Come in, she called a little impatiently, he door opened and the maid brought in a telegram. Mariop opened it hastily and read it. “An invitation to Aunt Maria’s for St. Valentine Day. Wonder if I can go?” She went hack to her work thoughtfully, A shaft of sunlight broke through the clouds and struck the ring on Marion’s left hand. She looked at it dubiously. 4 THE TATTLER “Of course I like Joe awfully well, she thoughht aloud, “but 1 wonder if I ought to marry him. He’s so crazy about athletics and 1 don’t care a bit for them. I suppose he's out tramping around in the snow this instant and I wouldn’t he out there in the cold for anything he might offer me. We’re so different. Now if he were only quiet and studious I would be sure we’d always get along. 1 believe I’ll ask Aunt Maria. I’ll have her all to myself.” Ruth Joyce ran into her home with a shout: “Mother, we beat, we beat! Eight to five! Such team work! I never saw anything ike it! They would just seem to spirit that ball down the floor. We have the championship of this part of the State with only-’’ Ruth, broke in Mrs. Joyce gently, Ruth, please just one moment. You have a telegram here from the old homestead. 1 opened it because I was a little worried. It is an invitation to Aunt Maria’s for St. Valentine Day. Will you be able to go?’’ “Sure, I’ll go. I have been wanting to talk to Aunt Maria about Bob. Of course you know 1 think everything of him. but he is so quiet and studious. I don’t think I will make a good professor’s wife, do you, mother?’’ The mother smiled and said softly, “I am afraid my little athlete would have her professor practising team work on the basketball floor. Talk it over with Aunt Maria. You'll have her to yourself. When Marion reached halls Junction, where she had to change, the first person she saw was Bob Fleming. Why, hello, Marion. Where arc you going?’’ “I am going to Aunt Maria’s for St. Valentine Day.” 1 am going to 1 ncle Jerry’s, so we better go on together.’’ Ruth Joyce jumped easily off the west-bound train, scorning the eager brakeman’s proffered help. Oh, bother. There is Marion and Bob Fleming. And here comes Joe Rossiter. My quiet Bob seems interested in quiet Marion; now I'll just find out from her athlete what kind of a chance the Pirates stand for next season.” So, strangely enough, when all boarded the same train from Falls Junction, Marion and Bob were so engrossed in a discussion of the music of the verse of Vergil’s Aeneid, that they did not notice that Ruth and Joe were very much engrossed in the possibilities of the several baseball teams. Neither Ruth nor Marion talked to Aunt Maria on the subject but Cupid took an interest in the four-handed affair. And, on St. Valentine’s evening each couple, by itself, decided that things should be changed a little. This was accomplished and 1 rofessor Bob went back to his studies with Marion's promise to become a professor s wife while Joe, champion forward of the -Basket .Ball team, liked to think of the athletic little wife .that Ruth had promised to be. M. S. S., ’15. Zf rc Romance of a ‘Surplus' J’res jman Two great things had happened to little Theodore Bronson toward making him a man. hirst, he had just entered High School, and second, he had his first pair of long trousers. To Teddy there remained but one thing more to be done and he would be the completed article labeled “Man,” but this one thing required money. Therefore he sold his beloved fountain pen and with the proceeds purchased a date book and a five-pound box of candy. Teddy was a very sociable boy and always had a word for everybody, especially the upper classmen; but his greatest failing was for Senior girls. However, l’rof. Bumble was greatly to blame for Teddy’s familiarity with the latter, because he had sternly commanded the “surplus” freshmen to fill in the senior section of the Study Hall. And so Dame Fortune had thus alloted to Teddy a seat in the midst of the ribbons, curls and powder boxes of the senior girls. At first the owners of these last named articles ignored him; but one day a few weeks later they suddenly thawed to a remarkable degree and whispered and wrote notes to him. Poor innocent Freshman ! Tittle did such things as conspiracies enter his hea l. About this time Miss Fortune, a daughter of the aforementioned dame, paid Teddy a visit in consequence of which the first date was carefully recorded in his cherished book. The girl who claimed Teddy’s first and only cal! relieved him of five pounds of candy. This was unlooked for. Teddy thought that five pounds ought to do for several dates, and now not only all the candy was gone but he was penniless. The next day he sold his High School pennant and once more coins jingled in his i ockets That same day a second name was put down in his date hook and the first was crossed out. “She’ll get only ten cents worth of Woolworth's Special. giggled Teddy as he rang the bell of Senior girl No. two. My, but a man must have lots of brains to regulate the financial side of his High School life. That other girl took me in all right, hut, by gum, all this one will get is ten cents’ worth. I’ll just keep the rest of my resources in cold cash, so no one will be tempted.” And it was well that he did. “Hello, Teddy,” beamed the sunny faced girl as she opened the door. Just wait a minute till I get my coat.” Then she vanished into the dark recess of the reception hall. “Gee Whiz! but this is sudden,” the bewildered Teddy muttered to himself. “I wonder where she thinks she’s going? Jimminy! Sixty-five cents won't take us to the dance. But Teddy soon learned that the girl had set her heart on the Opera House. However, having left her wicked daughter at home, Dame Fortune in the form of “Saks Moving Pictures” came to the rescue and he got home with five cents to his credit that night. Never, never again,” he said as he crossed out the second name in his date hook. She was worse than the first one.” In like manner girl three, four, five, etc., had entered Teddy’s date book and had been crossed out. There’s something back of this. The climax is com- 6 THE TATTLER ing,” ran through his mind as he gloomily pictured himself at the coming Senior Play with the last but prettiest girl that sat in the Senior section of the Study Hall. “Well, lie soliloquized, “I guess I’ll have to ask her, and if she plays any tricks on me I’ll have to say ‘good night’ to Senior society.' Accordingly one night after school he quickened his pace down the street and caught up with the pretty maid. She was a girl to all appearances of the proverbial sweet sixteen and unusually pretty,. Teddy tipped his hat to her and said he was going her way. The girl blushed and remarked something about tbe weather as Teddy courteously took her books. For a few awkward moments neither spoke. Then Teddy in blind confusion blurted out, “Have you got a date for the Senior Play?” “No”, was the cool response, and it was far from encouraging. Teddy cleared his throat and ventured for the second time with the utmost politeness: “May I have the pleasure of escorting you?” “But, protested the girl, “you are almost a stranger to me.” “Then it’s time we were getting acquainted,” grunted Teddy disgustedly. “Oh! don t be offended. I didn t mean that. I will have to ask my mother first, you know.” “What will she say?” “Hard to tell. She is the funniest creature. One day she lets me do any thing I want to and the next day I have to be very careful. I----------.” “How was she this morning,” interrupted Teddy, excitedly. Well, she had a headache and that’s not very promising.” They both walked on in silence for a few rods, when they heard a scream about half a block up the other side of the street. “Oh!” cried the girl, “that’s my mother and she has fallen down. Don’t let her see me with you!” Teddy didn’t wait for any order, but dashed up the street and helped the victim to her feet. “Thank you,” she said, “1 guess I’m only jarred a little. Here comes my daughter and she can help me home.” “Are you hurt?” panted the girl, running up. “No, dear. This kind young man helped me up. By the way,” addressing Teddy, “what is your name?” Theodore Bronson,” proudly asserted Teddy, as he directed a sly wink at the girl, who blushed crimson. “Mr. Bronson, this is my daughter, Miss Ellis.” “1 believe,” said Teddy, with another sly wink and tipping his hat to Miss Ellis, “that I have seen you sitting in the Senior section of the Study Hall.” “Yes,” answered Miss Ellis, “but you know, I don’t really be------” “I’m not much hurt so I might as well walk on,” interrupted the eldest of the trio. “I have some errands to do.” When they were alone once more Miss Ellis concluded the sentence: “I really don't belong to the Senior class; I’m just one of those surplus Freshmen that sit in the Senior section of the Study Hall.” Ethel Taylor, ’17. 7J ie Competition A group of girls were gathered in Kitty Howard’s room, talking listlessly. Lately things at Springdale Hoarding School for Girls had been rather quiet. Nothing of importance had happened for a month. This was very unusual, for generally there was a great deal going on. These girls that were gathered were very good friends; they were scarcely ev r .separated for long at a time. Kitty Howard was the youngest. She was a girl of sunny disposition and laughing eyes; she was a general favorite. Marie Janies was next in age and in popularity. Mary and Flora Brandt were sisters; they were practical girls but very lovely in their way. “Don't you wish something would happen?” sighed Kitty after a short pause in the conversation; I mean something quite out of the ordinary. For instance----” She was interrupted by the gong which told them very distinctly that it was time for the next class. Springdale Academy was a very select school for girls. It was conducted by two aristocratic maiden ladies and no one was admitted unless they could, as Kitty was heard to remark, trace their ancestry at least as far back as the Mayflower. The discipline was very strict but no one could be more universally like 1 than the two instructresses. Just at this moment the girls saw the Misses Wentworth talking to a tall, soldierly-looking man. He seemed to be communicating something of interest. As they marched in, Marie whispered to Flora, “I believe something is going to happen; I can tell by the way Miss Lucy is holding her head.” Marie was right. The tall man came into the room with Miss Lucy and Miss Mary. After a short talk, Miss Lucy introduced the man as General Harrington. At the name, a ripple of applause ran through the room, for all recognized him as the wealthy patron of the school. General Harrington arose. “Although I have traveled a great deal during the last ten years and have not seen much of this school, I have never lost track of it. I have been highly interested in its welfare. I now have a plan which I have been working on for the past three months. It is this: I offer a scholarship of four years to the young lady who at the end of this semester has the highest average.” After a few more words he left the platform, and school was informally dismissed. The girls gathered in little groups and eagerly talked about the oncoming 8 THE TATTLER contest. The four chums returned to the same place from which they left a short time ago and Kitty remarked joyfully, “Who ever had their wish answered in such a quick, delightful way? Just think of it!” By this time they were all talking together and after a time noticed the unusual silence of Marie. “Why, Marie,” exclaimed Flora, “Aren’t you glad of this chance?” “Glad!” said Marie. “Girls, I simply must get this scholarship.” At her reply they all looked astonished, but she did not give them a chance to say anything. “I haven’t told you before, but father failed in one of his investments and .only yesterday told me in his letter that he did not think that 1 could return next year. I truly think that providence has had something to do with this.” As she finished speaking, Kitty went up to her and put her soft arms around her neck. “I guess it means just as much if not more to me than to you,” she said, “but if you do get it 1 will be the first one to congratulate you.” Kitty was an orphan, and when she got through school she had to go and live with an aunt whom she did not like and who did not care particularly for her. She had been left in the care of her aunt and had very little money in her own name and her aunt made her feel keenly that she was an encumbrance and had lately been threatening to bring her home. This was no secret to the girls, and although Marie was well liked yet Kitty was the favorite, and everyone hoped that she would get it. The next morning the full particulars were posted and they found that the supreme test was a theme which each had to write and which would constitute one-third of the final average. General Harrington was to examine them himself and, besides the scholarship, the winner was to receive a lovely gold pendant which she could always keep. For a time the enthusiasm was marked, but after they found how much work had to be done the number gradually dwindled to six, and among these were Kitty and Marie. Everyone knew that it was between these two that the final choice would be made. Although seemingly just as light-hearted as ever, Kitty went to work with a will and now instead of spending her spare time with her friends, could nearly always be found beneath one of the beautiful campus trees studying. As for Marie, she seemed to grow morbid and in time became so pale that Miss Lucy was alarmed and tried to argue her out of working so hard. But Marie seemed only to shun her friends the more and Kitty most of all. Indeed she was almost rude. So the affair continued until just a week before the final test. The all- THE TATTLER 9 important theme was to he written and sealed without any name attached. The subject was Heroism and the theme was to lie strictly original, with no reference to hooks. If there was any one thing in which Kitty did excel it was in writing. She loved it better than any of her other work. Hers was the first theme in. This accomplished, she put all her efforts on history, for that was her hardest subject. Marie knew that, although she might compete successfully in all other things, she simply could not compete with Kitty in theme-writing. In her overwrought mind many hard thoughts fell upon the head of innocent Kitty. Her task of writing the theme was almost useless with her mind in this condition. Night after night she would sit and try to accomplish it, but to no avail. At last only one day remained till the theme had to be in. She had been working steadily on it all morning but finding she could accomplish nothing, she picked up a magazine which her mother had sent her a few days previous, to rest her mind. For a time she glanced at the pictures listlessly, but just as she was about to put the last one down the word “Hero” caught her eye. Before she realized what she was doing she had read the whole article and had gotten the very information that she wanted. Her face burned with shame as she used the stolen idea and knew that the scholarship was hers. For even gifted Kitty could not compete with the great author who had written the article. At last the theme was written, sealed, and placed in the hands of Miss Lucy. The great day arrived. Kitty, although a trifle pale, was composed and went about with her usual calm. Marie kept to her room until it was almost time to dress for the occasion. General Harrington occupied the place of honor and shook hands with each girl as she entered. First was the report of the exams. Marie and Kitty got through creditably with no countable difference in the final average. Now all that remained was the themes, which practically decided the contest. The first four themes were just good school girl essays, but when the fifth was read everyone thought that it was surely the best and the judge’s only choice. But the last essay put the fifth out of the race. It seemed almost impossible for a school girl to write such a theme. The decision was unanimous throughout the audience, and when the judges decided for the last read essay, cheer after cheer rang through the building. General Harrington arose and said, “Now the young lady who wrote this story will please come forward.” Marie arose and walked to the front of the room. General Harrington placed the pendant around her neck and spoke a few words of congratulation. 10 THE TATTLER The girls then filed from the room. Kitty, smiling bravely, was the first to congratulate Marie. But Marie, as soon as possible, slipped away, pleading fatigue. But her prize gave her no satisfaction. Hour after hour she sat by her window, fighting, ever fighting her honest desire to do right by Kitty and by the school. At last she arose stiffly, thinking herself conquered. She went down to supper, but there the sight of Kitty’s brave jollity only started the argument anew. Again she slipped away only to go over the whole thing with herself once more. It was nearly ten when she finally opened the door of her room and softly stole out and down the silent corridor to Miss Lucy’s room. The next morning Marie left for a week of much-needed rest, and the girls were called together. Miss Lucy, as gently as possible, told the girls of Marie's deed and of her confession. Smiling gladly, Miss Lucy called Kitty to the front of the room and gave her the pendant. The girls were all cheering for Kitty, Miss Lucy and Marie. Just then a messenger came in with a telegram for Miss Lucy, which proved to be from Marie, and which read: Father’s investment turned out better than expected; will be back next semester ready for work, if the girls have forgiven me.” To which Miss Lucy joyfully replied: “Come as soon as you can. The girls will welcome you with open arms.” Ruth Neae, ’17. Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, A little more exact, at half-past three or four. They meet each other in the hall And stand and chat and chat. And if they’re stuck for Pie House, They meet right after that. They're always found together, (that fact to all is plain) ; The girl is Frances Rankin and the boy is called Duane. Si y obte !7ievenge In one of the dark valleys of the Rocky Mountains there lived a man who was called Bowie Knife Bill by all his fellow miners. He was six feet tall and weighed about two hundred pounds. He was very fond of intoxicating liquors and his language was not of the best. His favorite weapon was the bowie knife, from which he got his name, and which he never hesitated to use when he saw fit. He was proud of his title, and especially because his name was a terror to all Indians in the community. He frankly hated Indians. One day there were gathered about the door of the one saloon of the valley some of the miners, Bowie Knife Bill among them, and a number of Indians. One of the latter offended Bill by a slighting remark. Immediately Bill took after him with his ever ready knife. The unarmed Indian had no choice and took to his heels at once. The saloon was situated near a long and very deep gorge which gradually grew narrower until the sides were only ten feet apart. While the exciting race was going on a large crowd of miners came running out of the saloon, all of them drunk, and began cheering for Bill. When the Indian reached the narrowest part of the gorge, Bill was only about six feet behind him. He gave a yell of defiance, and without a pause leaped across the gorge. Bill was following so closely that he did not notice the width of the gorge, so that when he jumped he went a little short of the other bank and only saved himself by grasping hold of a stubby sage brush that grew on the very edge of the gorge. But his weight was not small and the roots began to tear loose. Just in time, a strong arm reached down and caught hold of his hand and slowly he was drawn over the edge and out of danger. When Bill recovered from the shock and knew that the same Indian whom he had wanted to kill had saved his life, he could only rub his eyes and express his opinion of himself by means of his ever ready vocabulary. He shook hands with the Indian, and, kissing his beloved l owie knife goodbye, hurled it into the gorge. From the time Bill was saved by the Indian until he died he was never seen to carry a knife or to get angry with an Indian. It was probably the nearness to death and the forgiveness of the Indian that changed the life of Bowie Knife Bill from a reckless outlaw to a good citizen of Uncle Sam. Harold Kaiser, ’18. W Jfconor S7?o Sabra Andrews.....................94 Louise Arthur.....................92 Martin Bennett....................94 Ruth Cook.........................95 Doris Hunt........................91 Grace Darling.....................96 Marguerite Diefenderfer...........93 Marion Dusenbury..................93% Ada Eighmey.......................91% Ila Belle Gray....................91 % Amel Hotchkiss....................94 Ruth Neal.........................90 Freundin Johnson..................94 Charles Kaiser ...................93 % Ruth Kelley.......................93% Clifford Kent.....................90 Rupert Kimball....................92 Alice Kurtz.......................92 Grace Middleton...................96 Helen Morrison....................91 Edna MacDonald....................95 Harold Pinches....................96 Mable Proudfit....................90 Calvin Rankin.....................95 George Saville....................94 Celestia Smith....................91 Frank Spieldenner.................93 Edith Torrance....................92 Deweese Wilcox....................94 Bessie Long.......................91 THE TATTLER, VOL. IV. CONNEAUT, OHIO, FEBRUARY, 1915 No. 3 STASHF ETHEL STONE, Editor-in-Chief Myra Stanley Mable Proudfit Elizabeth Smith Marguerite Klumph. . ... Exchange Editor Marion Rodgers Humerous Editor Charles Eades Celestia Smith . Business Manager Frank Campbell ... Ass’t. Business Manager Kieth Heasman Grace Middleton Charles Eades Thelma Manville Deweese Wilcox Bob Benjamin Conneaut High School has been especially favored in having the privilage of enjoying for five days, the copies of wonderful works of renown artists in the “The Edison Art Exhibition.” These pictures serve a double purpose, one the educational value, the other in beautifying the walls. It is educational just to have the privilage of viewing these wondrous works of art, but few scholars are contented with just viewing the pictures but wish to find out why the picture was painted, its meaning and something about its artist. The pupils of Conneaut Public Schools were fortunate in arousing much interest in their behalf and sold tickets amounting to over $160.00. A first and second prize being offered to the rooms that sold the most tickets. The 7th grade at Broad receiving 1st prize. The 5th grade at Main the 2nd prize. 14 THE TATTLER The scholars of the Public Schools wish to acknowledge and thank the following people for donations. Sig Hahn M. R. Stevenson Ruth Collinge Mystic Circle Class of 1914 Daughters of Veterans 19th. Century Club Eastern Stars Sons of Veterans E. D. Phillips Dick Tyler Class of 1908 Margaret Cummins Lawrence Watts Class of 1907 Class of 1911 Ada Humphry, 1896 Edna Burrington Mrs. C. J. Benman Ruth Burrington, 1896 May Biglen Brown Elizabeth Brown Crandall Helen K. Bigelow Ed. N. Eliss, 1910 Chas. Atwood, 1910 Mr. Dunn Literary Societies of High School Alumni Custer Post and Womens Relief Corps Teachers of the High School Teachers of the Broad Street School Fortnightly Club N. C. T. N. Class of 1909 THE TATTLER 15 Masons Mothers Club Odd Fellows G. I. A. Dr. Leet Dr. Tower Mitchell Hardware Company Bertha Barsky Organization of Lads and Lasses of Scottland We now wish to thank the Daughters of Veterans for the six lovely books presented to the High School. The chief thing that Conneaut High School now lacks from being an ideal High School is, a place to put these and many other books, which we already have, or in other words a Library. We do not mean to say that we need it only as a place to put the books, but at the present time any reference that the pupils have to look up, they must make a trip to the Carnegie Public Library. How much more convenient and advantageous it would be if we had a Library in our own School. This is not an experiment but it has been tried and been proven a success by other schools. We trust that in the near future our hopes may be realized and Conneaut High School may have a Library. Mr. Dalwahni gave a very interesting talk on his native land. He' went through High School in India, and is at the present working himself through Qberlin by talks on his country. He was dressed in the costume of an Arabian. The talk was enjoyed by all the students, and especially was it interesting the way he ate and sang. Monday which was chapel afternoon was very well spent when Mrs. Stephenson talked to the school on the topic of travel. She was dressed in foreign costume. Her chief point was the ignorance of people who were traveling. She said that one should stay in school and learn about all these things and then travel. THE TATTLER 17 Boys from all classes of the High School took it upon themselves to give the girls a treat. All met at the Baldwin Block, where a hayrack was waiting. It was a bitter cold night, but all bundled up and if they did get cold nothing was said. On the return a lunch was prepared, the girls declaring that they never ate such a delicious one. At a late hour about seventy-five briskly walked away with a smile on their face, yet feeling sorry that it was time to go. One of the High School girls got busy and made preparations for about ten couples to take a sleighride out to Farnham. They arrived safely and after toasting their toes started with the fun. Dancing and games were the amusements of the evening. A dainty lunch was served and then the fun resumed again, but not till they returned did the real fun come in when the bobs tipped over three times. The jolly bunch of Juniors meet at the Memorial at 7 o’clock (?) where a hayrack was awaiting them. When nearly frozen, they reached their destination which was the Loomis Hall at harnham. Their great joy was in finding a warm fire, and when completely thawed out started with the fun. The first part of the evening was given up to stunts and games. A delicious supper was then served by the Misses Myrtle Drew, Louise Arthur, and Marguerite Klump. The remainder of the evening was enjoyed by dancing, the Virginia Reel being the most prominent. When Sunday began to dawn they adjourned, declaring it to be the best party of the season. Mr. and Mrs. Davis and Mr. and Mrs. Tom chaperoned. In celebration of the survival of the tortures of another mid-year exam, the Seniors held a jollification on the old Spring floor at Farnham. They left towm at 5 :30 in a sleigh, taking with them a delicious supper. After laying waste the tempting display of edibles the evening was taken up with games, the most exciting of which was a charade contest between Au Fait-Varsity and Der Zeitgeist-Smith societies represented. Last but not least was the Virginia Reel, which even Brick Graham enjoyed. An early hour is recorded as the return on account of a game the following evening. Mr. Hyre, Miss Webster, Mr. Main and Miss Waters chaperoned. 18 THE TATTLER SENIOR PARTIES. The first rally of the Seniors after the Christmas vacation was on Saturday, January 16th, when, after watching the Faculty give our High School team a light practice in the art of football, the noble, dignified, wrinkled-hrowed Seniors of C. H. S. bestowed themselves gracefully upon a modern hayrack and, while the heavens wept tears of condolence over the defeated Faculty, journeyed westward to an imposing edifice commonly known as Amboy school house, where a mysterious shadow social was in progress. Mr. Main, Miss Waters, Mr. Hyre, and Miss Aiken chaperoned the party. Prof. Henry, on account of a slight indisposition caused by his opponent coming in violent contact with his physiogomy, was unable to attend. By the time some of the hoys had made amateur financiers of themselves by-establishing numerous loans until Monday for the price of a supper, the ravenous appetites were somewhat appeased. Games took up the remainder of the evening and after another rapid-transit journey they arrived home safely. After searching the annals of C. II. S. in vain, and as vainly questioning each discrete Senior, we are obliged to omit the hour of dispersal. ADVICE TO THE FRESHMEN As you come in the high school hall. These rules especially recall. Don’t stand around and loudly talk, But to some room you should quickly walk. From the Gym keep far away; In the lockers and halls don’t play; Don’t forget and bring ypur toys, Nor make naughty eyes at little boys. If you disobey in any way, A deep voice is sure to say: “Freshmen, it is plain to see, That this sort of thing must never be.” Boys must not gambol on the green. Nor walking with the girls be seen; And as you develop your minds, (Avoid attachments of such kinds). —The Seniors. flasket fla GIRLS C. H. S.—33. Drew ..............................RF. Wheeler ........................... LF Stone ........................... C Cool ..............................CG. Benson ..........................RG. Capron ............................LG. Baskets from field. Drew 13; Wheeler 2; Wilson 1. Wheeler 3; Wilson 3. .............Kline ........... Wilson ............Wilson ..........Springer .............Auble ............Harold Baskets from foul, The Basket Ball games of the last two months have been well attended. The valiant band of C. H. S. players won glory for themselves Jan. 13, when they put up one of the grandest fights of the season on the C. H. S. floor, defeating the North East All Stars 32 to 17. Conneaut—32. North East—17. Kaiser Benson Evans . Loomis Sanders .RF.................................Koch .LF..............................Trivitt C .......................... R- McCord J. McCord RGt..............................Darling LG......................... Seelkregg Field baskets, Evans 5; Sanders 4; Loomis 3; Trivitt 3; Koch 2; Kaiser 2. Baskets from foul, Evans 4; Koch 7. Referee and umpire, Hyre and Green alternating. Time of halves, 20 minutes. A large crowd on January 23 taxed the capacity of the High School gym to such an extent as to fill the stand and encroach upon the playing floor, saw the two C. H. S. teams demonstrate that they possessed the championship caliber that has been claimed for them. Both teams completely outclassed their opponents from J. H. S., the boys winning 32-11, and the girls 33-5. 20 THE TATTLER C. H. S.—32.. Benson-Jocobs....................RF Kaiser .......................RF. Evans ........................ C Loomis-Bennett..................LG. Sanders ......................RG.. ............. Perry .......... Cantlen ............ Stump ............ Quinn Case-Ashburn-White Baskets from field, Evans 7; Sanders 3; Kaiser 2 ; Stump 2; Jacobs 1; Cantlin 1 ; White 1. Baskets from foul, Kaiser 6 out of 7; Stump 3. On January 18, the Proteges trounced the High Brows in a close and hard fought battle, which ended in the smash-up of two High Brows, and the roughneck Benson. C. H. S.—39. Faculty—31. Eaiser ........................... LF......................... Williamson Benson-Jacobs.....................RF................................ Hyre Evans ............................ C Barker Sanders ..........................LG.............................. Henery Loomis ...........................RG................................ Main Baskets from field, Sanders 6; Hyre 7; Williamson 5; Barker 3; Evans 3; Loomis 3; Jacobs 3; Kaiser 3; Benson 1. A preliminary to the High School-Faculty game was played by the. Stone and Capron teams. Stone—12. Zundel ...........................LF Wheeler ..........................RF Stone ............................ C . Johnson-Reed ....................CG. Benson ..........................LG. Stanley-Fredericks ...............RG. Capron—13. .... Drew .... Smith .... Capron ..... Cool .... Davis .... Green Baskets from field, Drew 5; Zundel 2; Wheeler 2; Smith 1. Baskets from foul, Zundel 4; Smith 1. OVERHEARD IN THE HALLS First boy—“Do you obey the Bible's injunction and love your neighbor? Second boy—“I try to, but she won’t let me.” JUNIOR WIT Freshie—“O, dear, Mr. Tom is going to make us sing something about brides.” Junior—“No wonder, he was recently a bride himself.” Mr. Helman, in American History, after having explained thoroughly the Tenure Office Act—“Are there any questions on the matter?” Duane L.—“I understand it, but I don’t sec where the ten years comes in.” Helman—“How does the U. S. raise money to-day?” Bright Student—“By the wartax and carpet tacks.” In Geom.—Given two concentrated (concentric) circles. Student in reciting Eng. 4—“Chaucer was one of the fore runners of the Renaissance.” Raymond Welsh—“Who were the other three?” Slocum is often called Izzy, And seldom he’s often found busy, But he is doing better Since he got his sweater, The color of which makes him dizzy. Mr. Helman, in solid geom.—“Helen, you have already told me twice you could not do that proposition.” Helen Bauss—“Do you want me to tell you a third time?” Miss Busby—“Scholars, are your feet all alike?” Mr. Helman—“I have been pretty generous in the matter of dates.’ 22 THE TATTLER “What does M. B. A. L. C. stand for? Marguerite K.—“My Baby Alton Likes Clyde.” Dan B.—“No; My Brains Are Loosely Connected.” Life is a joke. All things show it; - Look at the “Freshies,” And then you'll know it. Miss Kahler in German 4—“Charles Griswold, I will wait for you every day.” Ethel Stone (reading in German 4)—“He looked across on the opposite bank at his feet below.” Mr. Helinan (American History)—“To whom did all the land in Feudalism belong?” F. Rankin—“I thought it belonged to the Lord.” A little hit of nonsense, A little bit of fuss, Sprinkled in the study-hall Make the teachers cuss. Miss Morrison (Eng. 4)—What are Alfred’s dates? Ruth F.—I have bad enough time remembering my own without trying to remember Alfred’s. (In Mod. Hist.)—I take very few notes in history, I only put down what I know. (Miss Morrison in Eng. Lit.)—Now, class, I will give you an outline—it will help you to remember your dates. (Sophomore, giving oral essay in English)—“The boys, in order to surprise their teacher, had their heads shaved off.” The freshman stood on the burning deck. Not a hair in his head did turn; He wasn’t afraid of the flames. Because he was too green to burn. THE TATTLER 23 (Frances R. in Latin scansion)—Did you ask what kind of feet I have? (Teacher)—Duane, why is it that I have to speak to you two or three times a day about standing to recite? (Duane)—Well, you see, when I stand up I have so far to feo, that if I stand up two or three times in one period I get tired. WANT ADS. Some one to listen to me talk—Arnel. Some one to tease—Dick W. Something to laugh at—Ken McKenzie. Some one to sing to—Robert Richardson. To he a bachelor—Ted Quinn. More work done in Cicero—Miss 1 lodge. Some new senior boys—Myra Stanley. To be a senior (we wonder why)—Bob L. Some new jokes—Everybody. A body guard—Thelma M. To he sophomores—The freshmen. Little drops of acid, Little grains of zinc, Put into a test-tube Make an awful—odor.—Ex. A FEW OF OUR SPORTS DEFINED Baseball—A game in which the young man who bravely strikes out for himself receives not much praise for it. Football—A clever subterfuge for carrying on prize fights and settling all previous disputes, alias revenge, under the guise of a reputable game. Tennis—A game in which the participants enjoy a Racket on the side and raise the deuce over a net. while the volleys drive them set to set and love scores as often as mentioned.—Ex. Frances R.— (In Ger. IV.—“I didn’t read past the devil? 24 THE TATTLER (Sabra A.)—Conductor, which end of the car do I get off at? (Conductor)—Either. Miss. They both stop. The sophomores saw a patch of green, i They thought it was the freshman class; Hut when they nearer to it drew, T hey saw it was a looking glass. Helman— Well, Lindsay, f see you are up to your old tricks again Lindsay Xo, sir; this is a new one.” WHAT THEY ARE NOTED KOR Myrtle Drew—Chewing gum. Mr. Hyre—Flirting. Amcl Hotchkiss—Mouth. Gift of gab. Miss Bushy—Second section in afternoon. A TYPICAL JUNIOR CLASS MEETING Helen Bauss—We don’t want anything of the kind. President—Mr. Rarber has the floor. Pearl B.—What are they talking about? Bob L.—I move that we adjourn. Homer P.—That s what I want to know. President.—Won’t anyone second the motion? Bob R.—Why don’t you girls say something? Girls (in chorus)—Oh, do let’s go home. Bob L.—I move we adjourn. Everybody—So do I. IN GEOMETRY “What is a polygon?” “A dead parrot.”—Ex. She—“Is there any alcohol in cider?” Boob—“Inside who?” THE TATTLER 25 FRESH IE’S PRAYER Now I start me out to work, Determined a little not to shirk ; But if I don't do things I ought I pray the Lord I don't get caught.—Ex. Mr. Helman (in Civics)—“Duane, how do you go about it to he nominated for mayor?” Bob—“I’d find my supporters.” AN ODE TO THE GIDDY NECKTIES ’Twas the week after Christmas in Conneaut High, Every boy in the school wore a beautiful tie. Turner was wearing a bright fore-in-hand, But Bob wore the niftiest one in the land; John Hazeltine, too, was both dazzling and gay, But Doc. Eades had him beat in his stunning array. And also McCaig, that small boy with red hair, Wore one with which few of the'rest could compare. As these boys and others marched in with their ties, You’d have thought that a rainbow had dropped from the skies; The loveliest sight from the Pole to the Isthmus, Were these wonderful ties that the boys got for Christmas. —Reinhardt, ’15. Perhaps a little joke or slam Has touched you very sorely; Take it meekly as a lamb Lest we hand out much morely. ust j{ Tfote On a sunny summers morning Early as the dew was dry Up the hill I went a berrying Need I tell you tell you why. Farmer Welsh had a son, And it happened that I knew On each sunny summers morning, Raymond Up the hill went berrying too. Lively work is picking berries So I joined him on the hill. Raymond dear, said I, your basket Is quite too large for you to fill. So we stayed, we two, to fill it Raymond talking, I was still, Leading where the hill was steepest Picking berries up the hill. This is uphill work, said Raymond, So is life, said I, shall we Climb it each alone, or Raymond Will you come and climb with me. Redder than the blushing berries Raymond’s cheek a moment grew, While without delay he answered I will come and climb with you. yust jtfn ytnsiver We will climb the hill together You and I, right side by side, If it snows while we are climbing To the bottom we will slide. There’s No Use Talking Boys! The Quicker you begin wearing Hirsh Wickwire Clothes and Stetson Hats The Quicker you will be Correctly Dressed K. E. GIBBS, Outfitter to Men and Boys 218 Main Street SIG HAHN DRUGGIST MRS. EDITH D. STANLEY FIRE INSURANCE ’Phone 1705-Main Cxchanges The Tattler acknowledges with many thanks the receipt of the following publications: The Brightonian, Brighton; Colorado; The Courant, Bradford, Penn.; The Dart, Ashtabula. Ohio; The Enicar, Racine, Wisconsin; The Magnet, Butler, Penn.; The Scimetar, Austinburg, Ohio; The Skirmisher, Borden-town, N. J., Military Institute; The Wauona, Portage, Wisconsin. “The Dart,” Ashtabula, O. We like your paper very much; it is interesting from cover to cover. Your literary department is especially good. We also like the simplicity of your cover design. The Enicar,” Racine, Wis. You certainly have good poets in your schools, but don’t you think a story or two would he better instead of some of the poems? “The Courant,” Bradford, Pa. You are to be' complimented on your stories and also on the extent of your joke department. The number of ads in your paper shows that you have some enthusiastic workers in your school “The Magnet,” Butler, Pa. We are glad to receive the Senior number of your paper. It is very well arranged, although we fail to find an exchange department. Don’t you think that a “Table of Contents” could Ik added and show an improvement? “The Skirmisher,” Bordentown Institute, N. J. We like your paper very much, and we count you among the first in our exchange department. 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