Conneaut High School - Tattler Yearbook (Conneaut, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1920 volume:

THE TATTLER FEBRUARY NUMBER : : 1920 PUBLISHED BY THE TATTLER BOARD CONNEAUT HIGH SCHOOL CONTENTS OF THIS NUMBER LITERARY Marie’s Valeentine Gift............................. A Tragedy—Almost................................... 7 The Mystery of Mahmud..............................11 The Big Game...................................... ]4 SOCIETY TN MEMORIAM EDITORIALS ALUMNI NOTES ATHLETICS JOKES EXCHANGES ADVERTISEMENTS MARIE’S VALENTINE GIFT. The Sanctuary’s door barred an inquisitive world from the indignation meeting held by the Seniors of .Miss Blake’s School. Marie Desreau, a young French girl, had been given a room in tlie Sherridon Hall, which had been occupied previously by seniors only. Patricia French, her room mate, led the meeting which was composed of five girls, the senior class of nineteen twenty. “Friends, never before have we looked upon such an interesting audience, whose bright, sunny faces shine with repeated scrubbings with Pear’s soap,” began Patricia, assuming a Napoleonesque pose and gazing upon her chums. “Never before have I had the pleasure of addressing such a quiet and appreciative audience whose attention---’’ here her oratorical bight was checked by a pillow which had been well aimed by Miriam Lane. “Old thing,” said Miriam, “do you think that it’s going to kill you to be nice to Marie? Why, there isn't a girl here that she hasn t helped. Mary, you sponge her French every day and you know it, and I, for one, can’t see why she should be socially ostracized. “That, child, could not sink into the unfathomable depths of your brain. It is not Marie Desreau but that which put her in with me which we are endeavoring to crush and Marie must suffer because of it.” “Fiddlesticks and Geometry!” snapped Mary Kent. “Miriam, you know we are only trying to uphold the rights of the Seniors THE TATTLER Page Three H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry and bring peace out of the chaos which is hindering me from studying my French.” “Never mind, angel child,” soothed Miriam. “Just get Marie to translate it for you; she’ll love to, 1 know.” “Stop this nonsense at once, commanded Hortense Miller. “We must work out a plan to stop this encroachment on our rights without hurting Marie.” “Listen to me, entreated Frances Smith. “Let’s cut cards and see whether we shall let Marie stay or not.” “How do you suppose she ever thought of that?” asked Patricia, gazing wonderingly upon Frances. “I never could guess,” answered Hortense. “She must have heard Mary’s suggestion,” Slanderers! shrieked Frances as she pulled Hortense’s braids. “Now, listen to me; 1 request of you ‘lend me your ears.’ We will draw cuts; the first heart wins, see?” “How” inquired Mary Kent sarcastically, “can you do that? None of us will incur the wrath of the gods by drawing for her.” “Very simple, my child,” continued Frances. “We will explain the situation to her as politely as possible; then we will cut the cards.” “Your plan will never work.” remarked Mary. “1 know Marie and she will never consent to stay when she knows that we do not want her.” Hortense, who had been looking out of the window during the debate between Frances and Mary, turned so that she faced the girls. “Listen to your Uncle Pat,” site said. “We will draw up a list of our rights and, it she breaks any of them, one of us will record it and, when she has broken all of them twice, we will insist upon her removal.” Hoi tense, said 1 atricia reproachfully, “you know when you re with Marie you can't find a thing wrong with her.” Hortense was about to answer Patricia when a short knock on the door of the Sanctuary brought them all to their feet. Miriam unlocked the door and Captain Hetty Parker walked into the room. Besides being captain of the girls' basketball team, she was also the right guard. It was evident that Betty was in despair; her eyes had a worried look around them and her face did not wear its usual smile. “Patricia, have you kept up in your studies?” She asked this question with a hopelessness in her voice which could not be concealed. No, ( app , I haven t. on knew that Miss Hale flunked me Page Four THE TATTLER H, B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry in Virgil,” replied Patricia, gazing anxiously at Betty, who hearing this dropped limply into a chair. “Well,” murmured Betty, “so long, championship!” The other four girls had stood silently by watching Betty and Patricia. But now Frances grasped Betty by the shoulders and shook her until her teeth chattered. “Betty, what are you saying?” she demanded. We lose the championship with Maggy Donovan on the team!” “Haven’t you heard?” replied Betty in surprise. “Maggy fell down the chapel steps and broke her arm. Oh, well,” said she, rising wearily from her chair, “I suppose I can get a Freshie to take her place. I didn’t think we would need a substitute for Maggy, or, if we should, I thought we could bank on Patty,” on whom she cast a reproachful look. When she had gone, the five girls gazed at each other in consternation. “Why!” gasped Miriam; “lose the championship!” Patricia walked over to the window. She could not help feeling that she was to blame for the position the school had been placed in. “Oh,” exclaimed Patty to herself, “I wonder if I could make a basketball player out of Marie Desreau. ” Gone now was the feeling of enmity against Marie; everything was forgotten but the fact that Maggy was hurt. How could they play St. Clair Academy without Maggy? Patricia gathered up her books and started to go down to her room. Her thoughts were of the possibility of teaching Marie how to play basketball. There were two months before the first game which was to take place in February, and her face was wreathed in a smile which was misunderstood by her chums. “Well,” observed Mary, “you would think she enjoyed the possibility of being beaten by St. Clair.” None of the other girls said anything but collected their belongings and set out for their rooms. Marie Desreau sat under the big study lamp trying to understand the mysteries of Geometry when Patricia opened the door and went in. “Marie,” asked Patricia, taking the book from her, “did you ever play basketball?” There was a note of anxiety in her voice which did not pass unnoticed by Marie. “Why, Patricia,” answered Marie, “I know the rules and I can pass, but I’m fearfully lame on making baskets.” “Come to my arms!” shrieked Patricia with delight, and waltzed the amazed Marie over the room. “Did you know,” she inquired soberly of Marie, “that Maggy broke her arm?” THE TATTLER Page Five V1CTR0LAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS “Mercy me!” gasped Marie, “Maggy hurt?” “Yes, Maggy fell, replied Patricia. “Now you are going with me down to the (lyin' to practise shooting baskets.” Marie was dazed for a moment and then she cried out, “Me play against St. Clair! Patricia, you are crazy!” “Why, Patricia!” breathed Marie. “I’d love to.” Almost every night Marie and Patricia went to the gym to practise shooting baskets and passing; then Marie practised with the team to perfect herself in team work. Patricia had taught Marie the work of the different players. Finally came the night for the St. Clair game. Marie, who was excited beyond all bounds, would at one moment be wildly rejoicing because she could play with tin team, and at the next despondent because it was her first real game. “Marie, I want to see you before the game tonight,” Patty had said that morning as she took her place at the table. “At seven o’clock, Patty, whispered Marie, who was under the watchful eye of Miss Hale, the Freshman dormitory teacher. At seven o’clock Patricia went down to the Gym where the team was practicing. Taking Marie aside she told her the whole story about how the girls had wished to force her out by snubbing her but much to Patricia’s surprise Marie only laughed and said, “Patty, I knew about that long ago. Mary Kent told me when 1 first started to practice, and Patty, I’m going to make you a gift of the game tonight if possible as a Valentine.” That night the Gym was packed to its capacity and many people were turned away from the door. During Hie first quarter the ball was nearly all the time in the hands of tin St. Clair team but neither side made a basket. At the beginning of the second quarter, Betty got the ball and passed it to the running center who did not see her throw it. Marie clutched at it but il eluded her grasp and rolled along the floor. Vhe center on tin St. Clair team now got it, but, when she passed it, Marie recovered it again and, taking careful aim, shot the only basket made from the floor. During the next half St. Clair fouled four times and Marie,, who had the privilege of shooting the fouls, missed only one, the last one being made just before the last of the last quarter. Never before had St. Clair team been defeated so thoroughly by Miss Blake's School and the members of the team gave the credit to Marie. That night the door of the Sanctuary opened to receive a freshman, the first and the last one to enter it. A throne had been Page Six THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry made out of a trunk piled with cushions. Marie sat on this while, they ate the food that Hannah, tin maid, had smuggled up to them. Marie realized that she did not need to fear being put out of Sherri-don Hall for the big five had at last accepted her as one of their group. Marie became shortly after the proud possessor of a gold heart upon which the words are engraved, “Feb. 14, 1920.” Reba Mac Fariand. A TRAGEDY------ALMOST. “El—1—1—e—a—nor Jane! Eleanor, do you hear me? Eleanor Jane!” called Mrs. Perkins again and again. “Where on this blessed earth can that girl he? Probably out roaming in tin orchard pretending to he Diana or may he she is leaning out o' the big apple tree this very minute talking to an imaginary Romeo. Or she may he up in her room reading a dime novel for all I know. But she won’t be there long!” said Mrs. Perkins to herself as she heavily mounted the stairs leading to Eleanor Jane's room. “Eleanor! Eleanor Jane! Be you here?” No answer came in reply to her query. “Great Heavens! Where on earth can that girl be? Ah! ha!” cried Mother Perkins triumphantly, as peeking from beneath the tumbled bed she spied a small stockinged foot. “Eleanor Jane! Come out from under that bed this minute! Hurry, now!” and Mrs. Perkins stamped her foot impatiently. Still there was no response of any kind except a slight shake of the foot. Mother Perkins, now thoroughly enraged, seized Eleanor Jane’s foot and yanked her rebellions daughter from her hiding place. “Oh! Oh! Mother—r—r!” cried the disheveled Eleanor Jane. “Oh! Oh! Now you’ve gone and spoilt it all. I do wish you had at least some imagination! ! !” “Spoilt it? Spoilt what?” demanded her mother. “Why, I was pretending that 1 was spying on Hamlet, and when you pulled me out from under the bed of course I had to yell and Hamlet escaped!” explained Eleanor Jane. “Oh goodness!” sighed Mrs. Perkins. “Now you go right down and hull them strawberries and stop your nonsense. Norv, do you—” “Mother—r—r!” pleaded Eleanor Jane. “Don’t call me'Nory’! It sounds so unromantic!” and Eleanor placed her hands over her ears in dismay. “Unromantic fiddlesticks! You go down stairs and fix them strawberries while 1 go to the store,” ordered Mrs. Perkins. “Mother,” called Eleanor, as Mrs. Perkins went to get her hat, Page Seven VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS “I’ve been reading the most exciting book. It is called ‘The Mystery of Pie Grove,’ or ‘Who Kidnapped the Millionaire’s Daughter?’ Wouldn’t it be heavenly to be kidnapped?” “You wouldnt think it so ‘heavenly’ if it ’ud happen to you once,” returned Mrs. Perkins as she slammed the door after her. “Poor thing! She is so unromantic!” sighed Eleanor J. “I do think it would be glorious to be kidnapped and then he rescued by a Prince Charming! Oo—oo—oo!” and she clasped her hands in ecstasy. Eleanor Jane was a very pretty girl of about fifteen or sixteen years of age. Her crowning glory was a mop of dark brown, almost black, curls which came nearly to her waist. Her cheeks were a rosy pink; her nose, short and inclined to turn up at the end, was the envy of every girl in Castleton. “I wish I were Lady Diana!” she murmured to herself. “And. oh! how I wish there were an old castle in this village. I don’t think the name Castleton is a bit appropriate, ’cause I don’t believe there ever was a castle or anything like one here. And then, too— gracious! I almost forgot those new strawberries!” Eleanor Jane hurried about, putting things in order, and then seated herself at the table and started to hull the large pan of strawberries. “I do wish mother weren’t so prosaic,” she sighed. Over at Simpson’s grocery store, Mrs. Perkins was also expressing a wish. “If my Eleanor Jane only had a little more good common sense, I’d be glad,” she remarked to Mrs. O’Brien. “Goodness knows she doesn’t get her flighty ideas from me. She must take them from her father. I'm sure I don’t know what will become of her,” said Mrs. Perkins, shaking her head in dismay. “She’ll no doubt turn out all right. Air ye goin’ home now, Mrs. Perkins?” asked Mrs. O’Brien. “ ’Cause if ye air, I’ll he afther goin’ wid ye. ” “Yes, I’m ready to go now.” They walked down the narrow road, gossiping about all the affairs of the village. When their supply of knowledge along that line had been exhausted, they returned to the subject of Eleanor Jane. “Yes!’ declared Mrs. O’Brien, “faith an’ T knew a girl hack in ould Oirland just like her. She was always a ravin’ about castles an’ lovers and sich. Folk all said she’d get a hold of some rich bye and make a swell marriage but indade an’ she isn’t married yet!” “Won’t you come in, Mrs. O’Brien?” said Mrs. Perkins as they neared the latter’s home. “I oughter be afther gittin’ home, hut I guess I’ll just stop in fer a mainute.” Page Eight THE TATTLER hallmark—means Quality. H. B. KURTZ “You’ll excuse me just a moment, Mrs. O’Brien, while 1 take my groceries into the kitchen?” “Slmre!” Meantime Mrs. O'Brien amused herself by taking a complete inventory of the parlor furnishings. “Slmre, and I’d tho’t they’d had better curtains than them. They look better from th’ outside. An' my Bible is a great deal better’ll theirs. That chair looks like it moight be kinder—” A piercing shriek interrupted Mrs. O’Brien’s reflections. “Oh! Fur the mercy’s sake, Mrs. Perkins, an what can be the matter wid you?” cried Mrs. O'Brien. “Oh! Oh!” cried Mrs. Perkins. “Eleanor Jane has been murdered or kidnapped. And she was just saying as how she would like to be stolen and now I’m afraid she’s been murdered, too!” And Mrs Perkins fainted as gracefully as one with her surplus avoirdupois could be expected to faint. Mrs. O’Brien rushed into the dining room as fast as she could and what a sight met her eyes! A chair was overturned; strawberries were strewn all over the floor; on the wall was the imprint of a bloody hand with the word “Beware” written beneath it. A short distance away lay an apparently blood stained apron, the property oi the ill-fated Eleanor Jane. Mrs. O’Brien ran screaming from the house and, accompanied by the neighbors whom she met and accosted on the way, proceeded to tin sheriff’s house, leaving Mrs. Perkins to recover as best she might. While the excited group told the story, the sheriff buckled on his revolvers and wrote a brief note to the deputy. “Sounds like a dime novel, declared the sheriff. “Well, it ain’t sir!” cried Mrs. O’Brien, “cause 1 seen it wid my own eyes! ’ ’ “Don’t you think some one ought to tell Miss Carleton?” ventured little Mrs. Jones, nervously. “Begorra! I’ll do that now,” and off ran Mrs. O’Brien to tell the dreadful news to Miss Carleton. Miss Carleton was the village school teacher and a very intimate friend of Eleanor Jane. She was to be married soon to a wealthy New York banker and Eleanor Jane had helped plan her trousseau. “Poor Girlie!” sympathized Mrs. O’Brien. “She will take it hard. It may be afther completely spoilin’ her weddin’!” Miss Carleton lived only a short distance from the sheriff’s office with Mrs. Moore, a widow. Up the steps Mrs. O’Brien hurried, pushed past Mrs. Moore, who opened the door, and rushed up the stairs to Marcia’s room. “Oh! Miss Marcia! Miss Marcia! Little Eleanor Jane Perkins THE TATTLER Page Nine Hallmark—means Quality. i i H. B. KURTZ lias been complately murdered an------an 1 guess perhaps—they’ve found her remains by now! An' her mother is intirelv overcame, an' Oh—h—h—h! Look!” A fancy Chinese screen had fallen down, disclosing to view the figure of Eleanor Jane, clad in snow white draperies, a filmy white veil hanging over her dark curls. She was very white and her dark blue eyes shone bri ght. “Oh! screamed Mrs. O’Brien. “Begorra, an’ 'tis the ghost of Eleanor Jane hersilf! The Saints preserve our souls!” Blindly she turned and tied, leaving Marcia and tlie “ghost” convulsed with laughter. ‘A ou must hurry home. Don’t wait to change your dress. Your mother must be badly frightened.” Picking up her filmy draperies, 1 lie “ghost” ran swiftly after Mrs. O’Brien. “I know,” thought Eleanor, “I'll take a short cut through the orchard.” Nearing the house she saw Mrs. O’Brien just entering the door. Bursting into the kitchen, she confronted the assembled company, which was hardly able to believe the evidence of its senses. Nory Jane!” cried Mrs. Perkins, rushing up to her. “Is it really you? Ain t you been murdered or kidnapped or nothing?” “'Why, no, of course not, mother.” M ell, indade, if you was my girl, I d make you give an account of yourself right here afore everybody,” declared Mrs. O’Brien. A es, agreed Mrs. Perkins, “you do that very thing. Set right there an tell us where you’ve been and where on eartli you got that riggin! My! what a start you’ve given me!” ‘AN ell, drawled Eleanor Jane, as she settled herself in a more comfortable position, “you know, mother, you left me hullin’ those strawberries when you went to the store. Well—while I was hullin’ strawberries, the phone rang. As I jumped up to answer it, my foot caught in a chair and upset it, spilling the berries all over the floor. I didn’t stop to pick ’em up because I thought it might be Wallie. But it wasn t—it was Miss Carleton, calling up to say her wedding dress had just come and she wanted me to come over and see it. So i took off my apron and went. 1 tried on her dress and Oh—h! I looked beautiful in it—all white satin an' everythin’! I’ll bet I looked just like Juliet. An' I was just goin’ to take it off when we heard someone at the door an’ Miss Carleton said I better get behind the screen because it might be the grocery boy. The screen was so wobbly that I had to hold my breath for fear it would Page Ten THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry tip over. But, when Mrs. O’Brien rushed in and said I had been murdered, I got so exeited that I just naturally pushed the screen over. I'll bet I looked like an angel with Miss Oarleton s veil on. “Mrs. O’Brien ran out and I ran after her but when I got outside 1 decided to cut across lots through the orchard. And so here I am!” she finished somewhat breathlessly. “Yes, you’re here all right,’ agreed Mrs. Perkins, hut how did that blood get on the wall and on your apron? And that word ‘Beware,’ what does that mean?” “Why, that isn’t blood at all. If you d look at it close, you d see that it’s only squashed strawberries—I leaned up against the wall while I was talking to Miss Carleton and it left the imprint ot my hand and 1 wrote the word ‘Bewrare’ with a strawberry just to make it exciting. 1 was goin’ to pretend 1 was Lady Macbeth seein a vision. And that apron—I wiped my hands on it. “Shure, an’ if ye was my child I’d send ye straight to bed. Well I must be goin’. Sich a day as this has been, to be shure!” Discussing the latest exploit of the romantic Eleanor Jane the neighbors presently took their departure, leaving Eleanor with her mother. “Well, it was romantic anyway, wasn’t it, mother?” queried Eleanor. “I’d love to have been Lady Macbeth. “Lady Macbeth indeed,” snorted Mrs. Perkins. “Another dime novel you’ve been readin’, I s pose. But you 11 never be anyone except Eleanor Jane Perkins, mark my word, if you don’t get this nonsense out of your head.’ “Well, it was romantic. 1 think I'll write a book about it. Don’t you think allie woidd make an ideal hero, mother? “Hero, fiddlesticks! You go right up stairs and go to bed. 1 'll learn you to scare your mother to death. THE MYSTERY OF MAHMUD. A vague, gruesome air of mystery had been hovering over the little Parsee settlement of Kashmir in India for some days. The sacred jewels of Mohammed had been stolen during the night, from tho temple where Mohammed’s faithful subjects worshipped. The natives could account for it in no way. They had never deemed it necessary to place a guard over the jewels, since they believed that the god would keep them safe. Very few natives were to be seen on the streets. They remained in their homes because they feared that the god would wreak THE TATTLER Page Eleven H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry vengeance upon them in some horrible way for having allowed hint to he defiled. Sir Edward Worthington, aecompanied by his daughter, Vic-toiia, had hut a few days previous come to Kashmir on a mission for the English government. Sir Edward was a short, rather thick set man of fifty, who was always willing to he of service to someone. Ins mission for the British government was to quell some excitement which had arisen on account of some differences between the natives of Kashmir and some English people who lived there and who feared an uprising of the natives. Victoria was a beautiful girl of twenty summers, care free and pampered, in whom Sir Edward was completely wrapped up; perhaps partly by virtue of the fact that she had been motherless almost from infancy. Thus it happpened that when a rather ragged looking Hindu lad appeared at the home of Sir Edward, applying for a position as a servant, Sir Edward yielded to his daughter’s wish and employed the hoy, though he distrusted him. Mahmud had been employed in Sir Edward’s home for six months when the robbery occurred. He had proved himself a faitli-iul and obedient servant, so Sir Edward’s fears had been laid aside for the time being, at least. Sir Edward and Victoria were breakfasting when the news came to them of the robbery. John, their trusted butler, reported the theft to Sir Edward who became somewhat disturbed, fearing its effect on the superstitious natives, but Victoria urged him to let things take their own course. Mahmud, apparently, paid little or no attention to the butler’s news. Later in the day, however, Sir Edward’s fears were confirmed when the butler announced: “There is a dark gentleman in the hall sir, who says as ’ow ’e’d like to see you. 'E‘s very h’excited, sir.’’ It developed that the “dark gentleman’ was very angry. lie said that the whites were causing too much disturbance, and now the sacred jewels of their god had been stolen and the natives believed it was due to the presence of the white people, and, if the whites did not leave immediately, they would revolt. Sir Edward, a tvpical Englishman, loved excitement, but he feared for Victoria. It was very hot that evening, not at all conducive to sleep. Victoria, instead of retiring immediately, remained on the veranda which adjoined her room. The very air seemed laden with some vague, incomprehensible mystery, but Victoria, conscious as she was ot the impending something, was not inclined to solve it, so she leaned back in her comfortable rocker and threw care to the winds. Suddenly she perceived crossing the terraced lawn, the figure of a small man who carried a bag over his shoulder. Rapidly but noise- Page Twelve THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ The Hallmark Store Quality Jewelry lessly lie made his way along the walk. Victoria strained her eyes to see. He was familiar with every turn of the walk, that was evident, for he did not deviate from his course. Ilis head was hound with the characteristic white headpiece of the Hindu. What was he doing? Who was he? A thousand questions shot into Victoria’s mind. She would follow him. It seemed that the man ahead of her chose all of the darkest streets of Kashmir. Victoria was afraid at first that the man would perceive that he was followed; but, after they had left the more thickly populated part of the town, that fear left her, for she was able to keep far enough behind the man so that he could not see her. At last she saw the man enter an old temple where the people had formerly worshipped, abandoned years before because the natives believed it to be inhabited by evil spirits after a devout native had been stricken and had died there while worshipping. Victoria saw the man enter and cautiously she looked into the darkened place She watched the man grope about a while, then finally light a candle, revealing to her astonished gaze Mahmud, faithful Mahmud. Could it be true? Suppressing a desire to scream she watched while he opened tin vault in which the sacred jewels of Mohammed had formerly been kept and placed his bag there. He locked the vault, glanced about the room, and, seemingly satisfied, blew out the candle and left tin temple- Victoria remained in the shadow until Mahmud was a reasonable distance away and then followed him back by the same winding course to her father’s home. The next morning Sir Edward came down stairs in rather a bad humor. During the progress of the morning meal, Sir Edward and Victoria, who had had no opportunity as yet to tell her father of her experience, and thought it best not to tell him when he was in such a humor, were suddenly aroused by the shouts of several blacks approaching the house. Sir Edward commanded Victoria to hide, but she refused. Mahmud seemed to be overtaken by a sudden fear, not unnoticed by Sir Edward, who told the Hindu to go out and ask the crowd what they wanted. But Mahmud was trying to get away. Victoria screamed to the butler, but too late. “Father,” she said, “tell the little Hindu girl to calm tin1 crowd. You call the police, and we will follow Mahmud. I know where he is going.” Sir Edward, amazed, yielded to his daughter’s commands. While the little Hindu girl pacified the natives, they made their escape. Victoria’s wonderful memory enabled her to retrace with her companions the streets which sin had so perilously traversed the previous night. THE TATTLER Page Thirteen VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS Cautiously entering the temple, they surprised Mahmud in the act of preparing to depart. Turning quickly he struck the statue of Mohammed, causing it to fall from its base. To their gaze was revealed countless valuable jewels, among them some of Victoria’s own, which, being seldom used, she had not missed. It also happened that Mahmud’s head covering falling oft' disclosed the fair hair of an Englishman. During his trial it was proven that this was a man whom London for some strange reason had never been able to bring to justice. He had made India the recluse for bis crimes and bad influenced the natives against the whites. The jewels were returned to their owners, a guard being placed over those in the temple. Sir Edward and Victoria left India shortly after, resolved never to return. Bertha Barsky. THE BIG GAME. “Chick” did not let the grass grow under bis feet, but made a hurried entrance into McCabe’s room. Here and there as he hurried along the wide carpeted corridor, he could hear cracked ice tinkling in glasses, for the day was a sizzling hot one in May. “Chick” almost wished be was not in training as he pushed the door of 21 open. It was a pleasant scene that greeted bis eyes. McCabe, captain of the nine, sat comfortably in a large leather chair, while Delaney, the shortstop, and Fox, the pitcher, were sprawled on the window seat. Immediately they sat up and became attentive, for they knew “('hick” brought some news of the coming game. “What news?” said Delaney quickly. “(’hick shut the door very quietly and then turned savagely toward them. “News, lots of news,” he responded. “You know Ellsworth ?” The minute that name was uttered, they knew that something was wrong. In fact, the three men seemed to have become electrified at the mere mention of it. Ellsworth was the mightiest name on their list of players. “This comes from him, fellows,” continued “Chick.” “ and you know what his opinon is worth. Yesterday he was over and saw West High, or the Blues, practicing. They’ve got a pitcher named Buch, He’s some pitcher, too.” “Chick” glanced at Fox with a quick inquisitive look, for his pitching was not to be commended. “In fact, they’ve got a real team. It’s the best team that any high school in Page Fourteen THE TATTLEE H. B. KURTZ Tile HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry this city ever put out, and what's more they’re going to win the hig game Saturday, for we don’t stand a ‘look-in’ of a chance. Morris McCabe’s jaw fell. “Say that again ‘Chick.’ and tell more of the particulars.” ‘‘Chick” told them. West High, a new school barely started in its third year, of whom you would expect “punk” athletics, had a decidedly good team. Even McCabe’s cold, hard face expressed admiration as “Chick” told how its nine, mostly raw material, had practiced and worked and slaved, and turned out a team worthy of its name. The public opinion was that it should win, and deserved to win. A celebration was being planned for them when they did win, and— “That’s enough, ‘Chick,’” interrupted McCabe. “Where did they get their pitcher?” They got him clean—lie’s all right.” “Well, all we can do is to get a man dirty if we’re going to beat that-------school. Bah! who would have thought anything like this would have come? 1 tell you, fellows, we’ve got to win.” “What do you propose?” “According to ‘Chick’s’ story their strength is in their pitcher. There’s only one man in this school who can get around him, and that’s Houser.” “Houser be blowed! We’ve got some two thousand students, and there must lx some one else,” cried Delaney. “You know there isn’t. Go ahead and get him.” The boys were silent as they waited for Delaney to come back with Houser. “Well, Houser, we thought we could get along without you, but we can’t,” said McCabe. McCabe, you know as well as any one that I can’t play. My work’s down and I’m in ‘Dutch’ with the faculty.” “You’ve got to, 1 tell you. We will cook up some special exam, papers and you can try them.” McCabe talked persuasively for ten minutes. At the end of that time Houser looked thoughtful. ‘‘I think 1 could get by that pitcher, lmt it means a lot of time and training for me. McCabe’s eyes glistened. “You shall have a nice, new-------” “Morris, it is not worth that much.” “On the contrary,” said Morris coldly, “it is. First, think of the school ;to be defeated by this dinky High would be a lasting disgrace. Besides, as Captain of the team, it would hurt me. If we lose the game, I lose my college. You know what terms I’m going in on.” THE TATTLER Page Fifteen VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS ( hick had been silent. Now he spoke. ‘“Yon know what you’re doing, Morris?” Morris laughed a harsh assent. McCabe and you other fellows, there’s just one thing left to say. If Houser plays, I don’t.” “Beggars must not be choosers,” replied Morris hastily. However, it your standards are so high and mighty and you °n t P y on a ‘cooked up game, I guess we can get along without you.” Delaney, surprised at this speech, looked up and seemed about to say something, then changed his mind. It was a big game. The mayor was there and Ellsworth with a crowd ol his baseball men, a good many prominent citizens and politicians, half the 1 niversity, besides the two schools almost to a man. East High did not make much of a showing, so far as numbers were concerned, and noise—for weren’t they going to win? On the other side the West High rooters were beginning to realize that they were not expected to win. Nevertheless, they cheered and thundered so loudly when their nine came out that they almost convinced their rivals that they were going to win. As the two teams lined up, they were evenly matched, to a man. All eyes were now turned, when the West Highs saw Houser on the diamond. ‘‘What's lie playing for?” asked some one. “Don’t know----- Crack! Gosh, did you see that?” Both schools were yelling like demons as they saw Houser eating up the bases. Much to everyone’s surprise the East High won! Ilouser stopped to speak to some friends after tin game. The giandstand was emptying fast and it was several moments before In1 noticed that the nine had gone ahead. He quickly threaded his way to the gym and happening to pass an open window, looked in. He saw Captain Andrews of the West High and the rest of his team huddled together. All but Andrews were bawling like babies, and he was saying things. They were square things, too, and they cheered the men mightily. They finally left Andrews and lie, when they were gone, broke down, too. It is a sad thing to see a man cry. Houser s face was white when he turned away. “Good Lord ” he breathed, “I never thought it meant so much to them—and thev cared—like that.” “ That night Houser and McCabe sat smoking in room 1.3. Houser had built a wood fire in the grate and for a while the two watched it m silence. A log fell with a thud and the fire glared up, casting a glow on the shining silver cup on the table. Page Sixteen THE TATTLER hallmark—means Quality. H. B. KURTZ “Well, Houser, old top, it was a big game. “Big!” Houser sprang to his feet. “ W hy, man, do you know, il was the littlest, meanest, dirtiest game this school ever played. Here’s hoping the school will never see another such game as this one.” “Calm yourself,” said McCabe. “There’s the cup on the table, here’s your money,—what’s got into you, man? Aren t you glad you won? And best of all, there’s the mayor’s letter.” “Yes,” Houser took up the letter. “The cup goes to the school, thank fortune, and I won’t take the money, but this is mine. He gazed a little sadly at that small sheet of paper, his letter. It was perhaps the highest compliment a school boy could get. It congratulated him and offered him a position to fill a place that led to why, if a boy had any ambition this opportunity was enough to make him anything. Houser felt that it was the grandest moment of his young life when the mayor had put this letter into his hands saying that the country needed men who could play such a “big game. “Houser, aren’t you proud of it?” Houser smiled a little ruefully. “In a way, yes. But of course 1 didn’t accept his offer, and 1 won't take the money. “You—what?” “No. T told him that to play a big game I was not the man— that he needed a big man.” Morris McCabe looked astonishment personified. “You threw away the opportunity of a lifetime—for what ? “For the man who can play the game square and decent, with no dirty work.” “And who is that?” “‘Chick.’” McCabe arose, walked over to the window, and for a long time gazed out into the night. The little clock in the corner struck ten. Morris McCabe picked up his hat. Silently the two men shook hands. As he neared the door he turned and said, slowly, “Houser, ‘Chick is not the only man. You have played a bigger game than he. Lorell Hoskins. “Now, mv son,” said the conscientious father, ‘'tell me why I punished you?” “That’s it,” blubbered the boy indignatly. “First you pound the life out of me, and then you don’t know why you did it.” I wouldn’t be an angel, ’Cause angels have to sing: I'd rather be a senior, and do most anything. THE TATTLER Page Seventeen EVANGELINE. About two hundred students of C. H. S. English classes had the honor of being the guests of Manager M. A. Scarborough at the Academy Theater a short time ago. The occasion for this rare “treat” was a special matinee showing of “Evangeline,” the famous poem written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. DEBATE. A very interesting debate was given in assembly January 21st the- subject being, “Resolved, That the Initiative and Referendum are efficient forms of State Legislation.” w The formative side Avas supported by Bertha Barsky and W alter Shearer; the negative side by Hazel Coughlan and Clarence Kisley. Page Eighteen THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry CHRISTMAS VACATION. The happiest (lay of the school year was on December 19, 1919, when Conneaut High School closed its doors for the annual Christmas vacation. Many of the students spent the vacation visiting friends and relatives, while the teachers returned to their homes to enjoy the holidays. LEFT C. H. S. The student body deeply regrets the loss of three of its members who have left to take up duties elsewhere. Adele Dibbs, a member of the Senior class, has gone to her new home in Milford, Mass. Edmund Leahy, captain of the football team, has entered into partnership with Air. E. E. Griffey, who is in the milk business. Lawrence Clark, who left us recently, is employed by the Conneaut Can Company. PARTY AT FARNHAM. Friday evening, December 19th, the members of the Senior class met at the Congregational church in anticipation of the pleasant things to follow. When all of the members had arrived, they boarded a sleigh and journeyed to Farnham, where a delightful evening was spent, dancing being the main feature. A very good “lunch,” contributed by those present, met the approval of all, and greatly refreshed them after their long ride. Miss Hazel Fish and Mr. Homer Bail chaperoned the party. The Seniors say this was one of the most enjoyable experiences they have had this year, and we all hope they will have many more. PUBLIC SPEAKING. Among the fine programs given in assembly this year was one arranged by the Public Speaking Class of C. H. S., Hazel Couglilan acting as chairman. Arthur Blakeslee was the first speaker, his subject being “Our Own America.” This speech was very well given, and it appealed to the patriotism of those assembled. Miss Alberta Hammond then gave a delightful reading entitled, “My Double and How He Undid Me.” This produced a great amount of merriment. After the reading, Miss Ruth Collinge, who was graduated in the THE TATTLER Page Nineteen H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry Hass of 1919, greatly pleased flu audience with two vocal selections. She was accompanied on the piano by Miss Helen Harrow, and on the violin by Miss Arlene (ribbons. This number was doubly appreciated because it was entirely unexpected. GRADUATION EXERCISES. An excellent program was given Wednesday evening, January 2Sth. in the High School auditorium, when the members of the eighth grade presented their graduation exercises. The program was as follows: Song—“Comrades” .......................... Entire Class Reading—“Mountains ............. Thomas McKenzie heading— 1 he Discovery of America... .Helen Dewey Violin Solo—“Souvenir”.....................Maxine Morgan Reading—“If” ..................... Pauline Dunn Selection...................High School Orchestra Reading—“Little Things”........ Mildred Sprague Russian Folk Song—“Far and Near”....Entire (’lass G. W. Britton was then introduced by Mrs. J. T. Crane, principal ol the Fifteenth street school. He gave a splendid address entitled, “Education From a Business Man’s Viewpoint.” Superintendent C. M. Dickey presented the class, after which the program was concluded with the presentation of diplomas. There are thirty-one members of the class, eighteen boys and thirteen girls, making cpiite an addition to the present enrollment. The class colors were red and white, these being tastefully carried out in the style of dress worn at graduation. (’. II. S. joins in welcoming these new members and heartily wishes them success. NOTED EVANGELIST SPOKE IN C. H. S. AUDITORIUM. An unusually interesting assembly meeting was held Wednesday afternoon, January 9th. The students gathered in the auditorium here Miss Kahler introduced Dr. George Wood Anderson, who was conducting an evangelistic campaign at the Methodist Episcopal church. In his story of the young man who set out for the city of his heart’s desire, he held the interest of those assembled until the very last word was spoken. The theme of his talk was the “roar of the lion. He told how we encounter it along our pathway toward graduation, and how we may overcome it if we have the ambition and the determination to accomplish that which we set out to do: how it Page Twenty THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry comes to anybody with ambition; and how we must look it squarely in t lie eye, and not have heart failure before we do look it in tlit ‘ye, for anybody can lie a quitter. II« also told how the founder of the Brown Shoe Company conquered his first “lion,” and how, in a similar manner, the man who originated Huyler’s candies stood the test when his first “lion” roared. Concluding this narrative he said: “The real joy of life comes from the moral courage that overcomes the wrong.” Following his talk, tin students gave a few of the High School yells, after which the song of C. II. S.. and Old Conneaut, were sung. I)r. Anderson was accompanied by Dr. J. II. Blackburn, pastor of the Methodist Episcopal church, through whose efforts tin noted evangelist was brought here. Wednesday, January 23rd, the students and teachers of C. II. S. listened to another interesting talk given by Dr. Anderson, the sixth grade with its teacher, Miss Kathryn Benson, also being present at this time. At the close of the last speech the evangelist said: “Above all things, keep the heart pure and the mind clean.” The members of the High School should profit by the advice given by Dr. Anderson in these two speeches. C. H. S. RALLIES. On Friday, January 9th, the students participated in a basketball rally in view of tin game with Ashtabula Harbor. The stage was appropriately arranged, having the five pictures of the previous teams standing in a row at tin front, while behind them stood the 1919 banners representing the achievements of the past. At each end of the row of pictures stood a waste basket, symbolic of the very important part “baskets” play in basketball. Mr. Henry took charge of the meeting because of the illness of Miss Kahler. At tin beginning of the meeting, “Old Conneaut” was sung with all the spirit of which C. II. S. is capable, after which Mr. Keidel requested the players to go up on to the stage where they could be seen. Carroll Cowden then gave a talk on “Baskets,” telling of their importance in the game. lie was followed by Robert Brydle, who has done much, financially, toward winning the championship. His speech was on “Championship Ideals. He, in turn, was followed by Ilazel Coughlan, who talked on “Harbor,” and urged all to be there. THE TATTLER Page Twenty-one VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS Professor C. M. Dickey then gave an interesting talk on “The Team,” after which Louis Spieldenner, manager of the team, concluded the rally with his short talk on “Money.” In assembly January 16th the girls held a basketball rally on their own behalf, in anticipation of the game with Geneva. Miss Helen Verity, girls’ basketball coach, addressed the assembly, speaking of the game a few nights previous, when the faculty members were beaten by the team. She then asked the following team members to take seats upon the stage: Elizabeth Riley, captain, Alice Breen, manager, Alberta Ilammond, Hazel Goughian, Aleatha Newman, Leota Babbitt, Elizabeth Tinney, Bernice Humble, and Lucille Morton. Lucille Morton, Clarence Risley, Alice Breen, and Mr. Keidel gave short speeches. SERVICE FLAGS TAKEN DOWN. In assembly December 19th, 1919, a program was given by the members of the senior English classes which brought to those whc were here in C. II. S., a memory of a similar occasion, when on January 11th, 1919, Mrs. Simonds, a graduate of the class of 1890, presented the High School with a beautiful service dag. It contained fifty-eight stars, representing members of the Alumni in the service. Later on, the Smith and Irving societies, feeling that all those in the service who had attended C. II. S. should be represented, purchased another Hag containing over a hundred stars. On this last occasion, these two flags were lowered and laid away where they will be safe for years to come. The first speaker was George Smith, who in his talk took his listeners back to the time when our boys heard the cry for help from the Allies and responded so willingly to that call. Then he told how the two flags were procured. Miss Bertha Van Skoik then recited “In Flanders Fields,” by Lieutenant Colonel John I). McCrae. Alice Breen followed, speaking briefly of the courage, fighting qualities and patriotism of the boys of whom C. II. S. is so proud, and the regret with which we look upon the eight gold stars. As this speech was being given, the large service flag, which hung at the back of the platform, was lowered and folded by Carroll Cowden and Rockford Dewey, and with the Alumni flag was placed in the box, accompanied by a few words from George Smith to tin Page Twenty-two THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry effect that the names of those represented by the stars had been placed within the folds. At the close, “America” was sung, as a final tribute 1o the heroes of C. II. S. The following is the talk given by George Smith: In April of 1917 diplomatic relations between this country and Germany were severed. At the same time that Congress declared that a state of war existed between these countries, it also authorized an appeal to the manhood of this nation to volunteer their services and enlist in the National Army for immediate duty over seas. Following this the draft machinery was put in operation and soon we find the army of the United States reaching proportions that w’ere never dreamed of before. Amongst this great host of men a number at one time attending Conneaut Iligh School were found. They had heard the cry for help from the Allies and had ordained that if it was their part to save the world from a triumph of the despotic rule of the Kaiser and his Potsdam crew over the principles of Democracy that we cherish, they would accomplish their objective as soon as possible and return to their homes and families. With this object foremost in their minds, over a hundred graduates and former students of C. II. S. left their homes, many engaging in actual combat with the Teutonic forces. The Alumni to show its appreciation for the courageous actions of the members then in the service presented the High School with a service Hag. In return, tlie High School desiring in some way to show its appreciation, resolved to present to the Alumni a dag upon which would be represented all those at one time attending this school. With this thought in mind two literary societies of the High School with impressive services presented this flag to the Alumni. It was received in their behalf by a member of the Alumni at the time teaching in this building. On this dag were a hundred and fifty-eight stars representing any graduate or former student of C. II. S. then in the service. Little doubt remains in the mind of any true American that the victory of the Allies was due to the entrance of and assistance given by the United States, and with this victory we find that our boys have gained their objective and completed their part in the greatest war in all history. Since they have completed their part, it is especially fitting therefore that we should sacredly preserve this emblem in a place protected from exposure to the light and weather. And TIIP TATTLER Page Twenty-three VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS thus we are assembled here today to lay away this emblem whose memory will always be cherished by all those ever observing it. Alice Breen, the second speaker, gave the following talk: This service Hag with its border of red, its field of white and its stars indicates the number of that brave and splendid crew who as former students of Conneaut High School went forth as challengers of those who dared to defy the principles and liberties for which America stands. They proved their unselfishness of purpose when they followed the American Hag to the battle front, their true fidelity when they kept it from being trampled in the mire, and lastly, their true fighting qualities and patriotism when they helped to crush the Prussian autocracy and thus put an end to the greatest sum of misery ever brought upon this world. In tin very flower of their youth, when life seemed full of hope, with their other comrades, they took their Hing with fate upon the battlefield. Conneaut High School is proud of the part which her former students took in this great world struggle, and as a constant reminder of her debt to them, this service Hag with the names of those whom the stars on the Hag represent will ever be preserved in the records of this High School. And it is with deep regret that she looks upon the eight gold stars and records the names of those young men who paid the supreme sacrifice. She can only stand by in silent gratitude and speechless reverence for that splendid army of one hundred and fifty-six which so ably represented her on the battle line and pay this parting tribute to the eight of the number who sacrificed their lives for the American cause: “The tumult and the shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart— Still stands thine ancient Sacrifice, A humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget,—lest we forget.’’ Surprised Collector: “I came to collect a bill; but why is it that you have me sent right in when you refuse to see your friends?” Departing Victim: “It’s this way. I’m quite sure T will see my friends in the next world, but this is my last chance to see you.” TILL DEATH DO US PART. Page Twenty-four THE TATTLER lltt iKnttflriam Word of the untimely death of Sylvia J. Byers, received by those in C. H. S. on Wednesday morning, February 4th, came as a great shock to all and the many friends which she had won in the school were deeply grieved. Sylvia Byers was born in Kinsman, Ohio, October 22, 1901. She started school at the Broad street building and continued there until her third year when the family moved to est Springfield. A year ago last October they returned to Conneaut and Sylvia began her Sophomore year at ('. H. S. She was a member of the Victoria literary society, and was deeply interested in all high school activities. She passed all her mid-year examinations and would have been in the 11A class. She seldom missed a game and, shortly before death came, those who attended her heard her trying to say the high school yell which runs “ 1-2-3-4-3-2-1-4. ” She passed away on Tuesday night, February 3, at eleven o'clock, a victim of pneumonia. She is survived by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Byers, being an only child. Funeral services were held from St. Mary’s church Friday morning, February t , and Sylvia was laid to rest in the cemetery at Kinsman. THE TATTLER Page Twenty-five LEO H. STERN. The many high school friends of Leo H. Stern were saddened when, after a short illness from pneumonia, he succumbed Sunday morning, February 15. Mr. Stern possessed a personality which won for him many friends. He was as deeply interested in C. H. S. athletics as any outsider could be and the basketball team lost one of its most ardent supporters when Stern was taken. Members of the basketball team acted as pall bearers when the remains were taken to Cleveland for interment. MRS. JOHN IRISH. The school extends sympathy to Miss Lucille Irish, a member of the Junior class, whose mother, Mrs. John Irish, passed away Sunday, February 15, at the home of another daughter, Mrs. Eric Erickson, Ashtabula. THE TATTLER Volume Nine Number Three Season Subscription 85c Single Copy 25c TATTLER STAFF Editor-in-Chief ............ Business Manager ........... Assistant Business Manager Literary Editor............. Society Editor .............. Athletic Editor ............ Joke Editor ................ Art Editor ................. Exchange Editor ............ Alumni Editor............... Faculty Advisors............ ....... GEO. F. SMITH .... LORELL HOSKINS ... GERTRUDE LILLIE .......ALICE MORTON . . . FLORENCE DAVISON .... WALTER SHEARER ... HAZEL COUGHLAN ... MAE H. WHITMORE ..... NORMAN HAWN . . CLARENCE T. RTSLEY MISS LOUISE KAHLER MISS GEORGIA ROBERTS THOSE PETTY THEFTS. The matter has reached a climax. There is not a doubt of that, but what are we going to do? Those who lower themselves so far as to delve into the pockets of others and abstract articles, money, and even steal sweaters, are on the jvay to a rapid downfall. Sooner or later there is going to be a show-down and those who have been carrying on the “dirty work” are apt to be dealt with more severely than they imagine. Amongst the student body there are a limited few who have a pretty good idea as to who the thieves are, especially those who stole the two sweaters from Carroll Cowden, one sweater being a greatly prized gift from C. H. S. a year ago, his basketball 1 sweater. The other was a football sweater of blue. Petty sums of money have disappeared, but there is no doubt but what they have been stolen, not mislaid or lost. One fellow was unlucky enough to be robbed of fifteen dollars, all hard earned dollars too. “Where is the man with soul so dead” who has so little love and respect for his school that he will commit derogatory acts which give her name a smirch in the minds of the public and a “black eye” in the minds of other schools, whose visiting teams have to be warned to watch their belongings? F. L. H. THE TATTLER Page Twenty-seven H. B KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry RETROSPECTIVE. One half of our school year is passed. During the semester what have we gained? Have we accomplished anything worth while? Have we bettered ourselves? Briefly, have we advanced mentally in the four and a half months of school immediately passed? If we have, we may feel elated for a few days; then we ought to return to work with more vim and energy than before. If we have accomplished nothing of great importance, done little worth while, failed miserably in our tests, let us have a reckoning with ourselves! May the outcome be to return to school and work with the determination to make up for the lost time by the application of concentrated and lengthy study. Those of us who failed may awaken to the fact that we were constantly slighting a part of our work, drifting along with no ultimate objective in view. It may bring us to a better realization of our true worth and may greatly offend our vanity, all of which may do us good. AVe may be so angry with ourselves as to even resolve to place our names on the honor roll hereafter and do better work than ever before. If, later on, we can trace our success to the mere fact that we failed a high school study, in a way it was worth while to. Remember that the man who counts in this world is the one who with nothing, and down and out, everything against him, can smile and with grim determination make a success of himself. OPPORTUNITY John Ingles lias said that opportunity knocks only once. Therefore would it not he advisable to he ready when YOUR opportunity comes? No matter who you are, at some time you will have your chance. But AY ILL you he able to take it? Will you have prepared yourself in your line of work so that you art1 fit for higher work? David Belasco discovered David Warfield, one of the prominent modern interpreters of Shakespearean drama, playing in an obscure Bowery burlesque theatre. Belasco realized that this actor was ready for higher work. Not long ago some members of a certain burlesque company were discussing the day’s work. One said to another, “Why did you work so hard? We didn’t have much of a crowd.” “A es, ” replied the other, “but Belasco might have been in what crowd we did have.” That was a conscientious worker, and one who was watching for opportunity. If you let opportunity wait for you, you are very liable to he TIIE TATTLER Page Twenty-eight Hallmark—means Quality. i i H. B. KURTZ left out altogether in the world’s mad rush for position. When opportunity comes, know WHAT you want, GET what you want. J. L. Greenlee. PUSHING OUT THE CIRCUMFERENCE When I picked up tin newspaper the other morning, I turned first to an account of the decision of the school authorities to drop German from the high school, after a stormy protest from the enraged citizenry. 1 had heard all of the conversations rehearsed by excited auditors and had talked it over volubly with the teachers. I knew all about it. Yet it was the first article 1 read in the paper. I read next an article on the Liberty Loan banquet. One of my small pupils, who had sold a remarkable number of bonds, was honored by this gathering, and tin paper related it. The article contained no surprises, for 1 had been told of tin luncheon in detail by some of the workers and had bought one of the bonds which swelled Fred’s total. Why did 1 do it? Why does everyone else do the same, read first what he already knows? Because that is human nature. Nothing is so absorbingly interesting as our own doings and our own people. When we are in school we read the football stories; when we teach we take pedagogical journals; when we are in business we read the business stories in the Saturday Evening Post. You have just stopped taking the Youth's Companion; I have just begun to take the English Journal. I am the center of my own circle; each one of you is the center of yours. That is human, and there is nothing to object to in it. All the education in the world will not change it. But where is the circumference? If it is so close to the center that they cannot be told apart, you have a pretty small circle, a narrow horizon, and you are called “narrow-minded” and “provincial.” We are living in our particular town in our particular state in the year 1918, and we are interested in our families and our school friends. We ought to be; we cannot lx too much interested in the people who are close to us. We read about them in the paper and we read books and magazines which remind us of them. All well and good. 1 would not change it. But you must not stop there. Your circumference is too near the center. Push out that circumference until it encircles other people than your friends, other places than home, other times than today. After you have read Penrod read Tom Sawyer; artei you have read Tom Sawyer read David Copperfield. You can push out your circumference quickly and roundly by reading. Open the covers of the right books and you can find any people you choose, any country or any time you desire. THE TATTLER Page Twenty-nine H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry First of all, let us think of the people whom you have come to know by reading. Some of you, of course, are able more easily to see these book persons as real and substantial, but all of you recognizfe and remember their individual traits, just as you come to know the special qualities of your friends and, alas, your teachers. Tom Sawyer is as living as most of your boy friends, more living than most of your teachers. I take peculiar pleasure in referring frequently in (dass to the pranks of Tom and Huckleberry Finn, just to see the smile that spreads over the faces when the boys whitewash the fence, cure their warts, win Bibles at Sunday school, and attend their own funeral. lie is real, Tom Sawyer, to everyone of you and lie has given you fun. Penrod and Willie Baxter, new in the world of fiction, are known to you too. More than oik of you has laughed to me over illie s imitation of Sidney Carton, ‘'lie loved as I love, getting no return”; “It is a far nobler thing that I do.” Moreover, you enjoyed it so much because you knew the original, Sidney Carton himself. lie has identity for you and you will never forget him. Nor will you forget Shylock, the cruel, pathetic old Jew, nor the noble Brutus, nor Gratiano of the “skipping spirit.” No matter how long you live or how much else you forget, a mention of Hawkeye will remind you of the scout, our old friend of Freshman days. .Magna too will stay with you, that inexpressible villain. And speaking of villains, the haughty Templar will not fade from your memories very quickly. Long after you have forgotten how to extract cube root or find the blood pressure of an artery, the name of Rebecca or of Roderick I)hu will arouse definite recollections. IIow many of you ever heard of Robinson Crusoe, Robin Hood, Richard of the Lion's Heart? I nanimous? Of course. It couldn’t he different. Dickens maintains his perennial interest because of the perpetual freshness of his people. In these moving-picture days the stories of Dickens seem rather slow, but his characters still entertain and delight us. When I handed you one day a picture of a group of Dickens folk, those of you who were fortunate enough to have read about them, elbowed one another out of the way in your eagerness to find Mr. Micawber, little Nell, Jerry Cruncher, Sary Gamp, Dick Swiveler, Uriah Ileep, and Mr. Pickwick. A number of you have told me that you would like to travel to see the rest of the world. “Why?” I have often asked you. “Don’t you like it here?” “It is always the same,” you tell me. Then travel; travel today and tomorrow and always, and travel wherever you please. Not all of you can have train travel; none of you can have it just when you wish; but all of you can travel right at home, in a chair, with a book. Thus entraining, you can do more than travel in space, go you never so far: you can travel in time. No train Page Thirty THE TATTLER Hallmark—means Quality. i i H. B. KURTZ can do that for you ;a book transports you without the slightest trouble. Now 1 have never been in India, in Alaska, in the mountains, in the desert, in Jerusalem; I have never seen a chariot race, the eruption of a volcano, a chain gang, the Hood of a river, a buried city in the jungle; I have never escaped from a prison camp in Germany by dying in an airship over the battle lines. That is, in the flesh. I doubt, however, if I could receive more definite impressions of these experiences and places were they present to my senses than 1 have received from books. Some of these books were ‘‘The Jungle Book,” “The Call of the Wild,” “Ramona,” “The Light That Failed,” “Ben Hur,” “The Last Days of Pompeii,” “Les Miserables,” “The Mill on the Floss. When I was traveling abroad I found the greatest pleasure in visiting places already familiar to me through stories. Millions of tourists have gone to Verona because Juliet lived there and they could see her tomb. Lived there? Oh no, but in Shakespeare’s play; and Shakespeare, even, had never been in Verona. Let us go over our high-school reading list and see how far and how widely we have journeyed away from our home town in 11)18. ‘The Last of the Mohicans” took us to New York state before the Revolution, when the French and the English were disputing the possession of the northern woods and the Indians were played off against one another. Then we went to romantic mediaeval England, at the time of the Crusades, when the outlaws roamed Sherwood Forest, when the cruel Templars were overthrown, when brave knights fought for fair damsels and were imprisoned in grim dungeons. Through “The Merchant of Venice” we were present when the magnificent merchants of the Italian Renaissance persecuted the hated Jews and disaster was averted by the lady with the golden hair. Next we lived with “Silas Marner” in rural England a hundred years ago, with its narrowness, its simplicity, and its sorrows. In “ I he Lady of the Lake we saw tin1 Higlands of Scotland in the sixteenth century, where desperate bandits fought with the brave king. “Julius Caesar” took us to Rome centuries ago and showed us how the issues of our own day were fought out between great men. “The Idylls of the King,” of dateless time, the undying days of chivalry and faith, enriched our memories with Lancelot and Galahad. “The Tale of Two Cities” brought us into the heart of the French Revolution, and we stormed the Bastille, witnessed the ferocity of the guillotine, and shuddered at the ceaseless knitting. Think of the travels in time and space that “Macbeth,” “Lord Clive,” “Walden,” “Joan of Arc,” “Kenilworth,” “The Prince and the Pauper,” “The Spectator Papers,” have given you. The circumference has been enlarged not inconsiderably. THE TATTLER Page Thirty-one H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry I read first, as I told you, about school and Fred. Quite naturally. There was nothin}? to object to in that. But should I have stopped there? No, 1 read about politics and the war, about people 1 had never seen, and about places I had never been. Within in the compass of a few minutes, my circle, with my chair as its center, stretched north to Canada, south to Brazil, east to Flanders, west to Japan. Reading does that for all of you. You cannot help being the center of the circle, but push out the circumference. THE GYPSY TRAIL. Oh, the gypsy trail is calling me, Calling me where the fir trees grow, Where the gentle breezes stir the slumbering leaves, Where flowers by the roadside blow. 1 dream of the winding gypsy trail, Where appeared bright visions of a happier truth, And all that memory holds most dear In never to be forgotten days of youth. I'm wondering where you are today, In far-away mazes of life’s wide whirl; If you ever think of the gypsy trail, And the girl you called your pearl. In fancy I walk down the gypsy trail, Where flowers bloom of every hue, But I care not for that bygone scene Without the dear presence of you. M. Elizabeth Tinney. THE SCHOOL TEACHER’S LAMENT. Backward, turn backward, 0 years, in your flight! Make me a child again Just for tonight. 1 am so weary of quelling the noise, Weary of trying to tame wayward boys; Weary of paddling for others to weep, Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep. Page Thirty-two THE TATTLE If Alumni Notes ■ .Miss Charlotte Andrews, class of 19, a student at Hillsdale University, Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at the home of her parents. Miss Mildred Gillars, a student at Ohio Wesleyan, spent the holiday vacation at her home. Miss Doris Griffey, ’16, a student at Oberlin, spent the holiday vacation at her home. Douglas Reid, ’19, a student at Ohio Wesleyan, spent his vacation at home. George Saville, '17, a student at Ohio Wesleyan, spent his vacation at home. Miss Marian Arthur, '18, a student at Miami, enjoyed her vacation at home. Miss Catherine Rodgers, 18. a student at Miami, enjoyed her vacation at home. Miss Sabra Andrews, ’15, a student at Miami, spent her vacation at home. Miss Elizabeth Smith, ’17, a student at Ohio University, spent the holiday vacation at home. Miss Ruth Long, ’19, a student at Ohio University, spent her vacation at home. Miss Ruth Rossiter, '10, who is studying at Western Reserve, spent the holiday vacation at home. Hugh Goughian, ’19, who is studying at Western Reserve, spent iiis holiday vacation at home. Raymond Connors, ’19, who has been studying at Western Reserve, is now studying at Ohio State. Harold Ladner, ’19, is now studying at Ohio State, entering there at the mid-year. Ruth Collinge, ’19, is now studying at Oberlin, entering there at the mid-year. Miss Myra Stanley, ’15, a student at Ohio Wesleyan, spent the holiday vacation at her home. Kent Wright, '18, a student at Michigan University, spent the holiday vacation at home. Gary Wright, ’16, a student at Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. Philo Andrews, ’15, who is studying at Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. THE TATTLER Page Thirty-three H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry Albert Masters, ’19, a student at Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. Arthur Brown, ’18, a student of Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. Charles Eades, ’18, who is studying at Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. Liscom Cox, ’18, who is studying at Michigan, spent the holiday vacation at home. Frank Spieldenner, ’15, who is studying at New York University, spent the holiday vacation at home. Ralph Packar, ’16, who is studing at New York University, spent the holiday vacation at home. Ernest Smith, who left C. H. S. to take up studies at Doane Academy this year, spent his holiday vacation at home. Homer Marble, ’18, a student at Ohio State, spent the holiday vacation at home. Robert Hammerstrand, ’17, a student at Ohio State, spent the holiday vacation at home. George Watson, ’19, who is employed at the Bingham Hardware Co. in Cleveland, spent the holiday vacation at liime. Ralph H. Durkee, ’07, is now assistant secretary of the Chamber of Commerce at San Antonio, Texas. For the past six months Mr. Durkee was head of the War Camp Community Service, but resigned that for his present position. He was Commander in Chief af the S. A. T. C. at the University of Michigan from the Fall of 1918 until the early part of 1919. Oris Barber, T6, a student at Ohio University, was recently honored with the leading comedy part in “The Merchant of Venice,” which was produced by the Players Club of the University. Oris will be remembered as an actor of no small ability. Milton Daggit, a former student of C. H. S., is now back with us. lie served in the Navy during the war. A short time ago two graduates of C. H. S. were united in marriage, the bride being Miss Anna Anderson, class of ’14, and the bridegroom Mr. William Whitney, class of ’16. The ceremony took place at noon, the guests numbering twenty-five. Mrs. Whitney was a graduate nurse at the Grace Hospital previous to her marriage, while Mr. Whitney is employed at the Citizens Banking Trust Co. The High School extend to Mr. and Mrs. Whitney their heartiest congratulations. Harrison Andrews, a former student of C. H. S., and a member of the A. E. F., is studying at Bliss Business College at Columbus. Miss Elizabeth Stines, ’13, is now attending Leland Stanford University of California. Page Thirty-four THE TATTLER SIS-S-S-S, COOCOO. HARBOR! On the night of January 9th, 1920, the C. H. S. Basketball Team played its first game with Ashtabula Harbor. Conneaut’s quintet white-washed her opponents to the tune of 17 to 0. From the instant the first whistle blew until the last, the game was a whirlwind and at times things seemed as though it was a cyclone. The first quarter seemed to be more of an exhibition of defensive guarding until Cowden rang up the first basket. The second quarter started out about the same as the first, but Conneaut’s cagers soon got busy and began to cage a few on the side. In the last half Harbor was forced to put in heavier players as the originals were too light for Conneaut’s fast style. The game in general was a fine exhibition of good basketball and clean sportsmanship. The C. II. S. defense showed up fine as usual. THE TATTLER Page Thirty-five H. B KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry The summary and lineup were: Conneaut G F. Pt. Harbor G. F. Pt. Woodruff, If . . 1 0 2 Riddell. If .... 0 0 0 Whitney, rf . . 2 2 6 Wenner, If . . . . 0 0 0 Cowden, c-lf . . 3 i 7 Turpenen, rf . . . . 0 0 0 Smith, c . . 1 0 2 Frewee, rf .... 0 0 0 Lafferty, lg . . 0 0 0 Wilson, c . . . . 0 0 0 Splan, rg . . 0 0 0 Parnell, c . . . . 0 0 0 Hakala, lg .... 0 0 0 Englesbee, lg . . . . 0 0 0 Nolan, rg . . . . 0 0 0 Harper, rg .... 0 0 0 Time of quarters , 10 minutes 5. Referee, Brownley of Geneva. NOTHER ONE. Well, same old story, C. II. S. eagers bagged another victory on Saturday night, January 17. The Meadville or rather “Mudville” team came over and gave Conneaut about the hardest run for her money she has had this year. At the end of both the first and third quarters the score was tied, in the first 2 to 2, and the third 10 to 10. At one time the Keystones led with a margin of 5 points. When the last quarter started, within the first few seconds of play Meadville scored their last basket, making the score 10 to 10. Then Conneaut got started and fed the 'ole pi 11 to Cowden, once, twice, again and again and four times he put it through the basket. He also scored a foul. The Meadville squad showed up fine and comments were many in favor of them. Some fans went as far as to give them credit of being able to put one over on Conneaut, should the C. II. S. team visit Meadville for a game. At any rate they played a fast and a very clean game. Mr. E. I). Williamson, of Cleveland, former superintendent of the Conneaut schools, refereed the game. The line-up and summary: Conneaut G. F. Pt. 1 Meadville G. F. Pt. Whitney, If 2 0 4 1 Trace, If .... 2 0 4 Jones, rf 0 0 0:Sigworth, rf .... 1 0 2 Cowden, c-rf 4 2 1 (1 Hills, c o o o Smith, c 1 1 3 1 Clark, lg 0 0 Splan, rg 1 0 2 Dykes, rg .... 3 0 G Lafferty, lg 1 0 2 [ Fouls missed, Conneaut 0; Meadville 5. Referee, Williamson, of Cleveland. ___________ “A RATHER CLOSE ONE.’’ Yep! ’Hula came to Conneaut on February ( , with a fairly large number of rooters and about a dozen or so “would-be” basket - Page Thirty-six THE TATTLER Hallmark—means Quality. i r H. B. KURTZ ball stars. Anyway, out of all these young men they picked five who made Conneaut’s quintet hustle to keep a score about the same as Hula s. You see, this was the first game since those destructive “Mid-years, and—well, maybe I’d better tell you what happened during that week of Exams. Here it is: Splan, one of the regular guards, flunked three out of four, and Jones, one of the regular forwards, flunked two out of three. So you see they’re not on the team any more. Raymond Smith played his first full game with the team at guard and Hicks took Jones’ place. This combination, not being entirely worked into good form yet, didn’t put up as good a game as if Splan and Jones had played. AYith A. II. S. leading every now and then up to the end of the third quarter, things appeared as though they might be at the end of the next quarter. But something happened that “knocked this idea in the head. George Smith, a veteran of two years’ basketball, went in as center. 11 is “game’’ knee kept him out of the first three quarters. C. II. S. from then on rang up goals with ease. The game in general was exceeding rough, with a large number of fouls being called. Church, 'Hula’s forward, showed up a good eye for shooting fouls, missing few shots. The line-up and summary: Conneaut G. F. Ashtabula G. F Hicks, rf . . . . 0 0 Guarneri, rf 0 0 Whitnev, If 1 Church. If Cowden, c-rf 8 5 Pilkington, c 0 0 R. Smith, rg Jenkins, rg 2 0 Lafferty, lg’ G. Smith, c Palmer, lg Time of periods— Geneva. -10 minutes. Attendance 700. Referee, Miller, “CONNEAUT COPS THE BACON.” At noon, Saturday, February 7, the basketball squad left for Conneautville, Pa., on the Bessemer railroad. At Albion, Pa., they had to wait for the train on the main branch to take them to their destination, so enjoyed a walk through that growing metropolis. Train time came and all aboard. A little incident which amused everyone happened just as they were getting on the train. One of flu fellows, the manager, was carrying his grip with the ball fastened to the handle, and when he attempted to place the grip and ball upon the baggage rack, they slipped and fell, and it so happened that rigb. in the downward path of the grip, a pious priest was resting bis head, and—well. The grip hit on bis left ear while the ball hit his right, and really, it looked as if lie was going to say things, good priests shouldn’t. THE TATTLER Page Thirty-seven H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry The carnival in Conneautville was uncerm onions, the players taking their grips to the hotel and procuring rooms. The rest of the afternoon was spent in looking over the town and in doing such things whereby amusement could be derived. After the game both boys' and girls' teams adjourned to the dining room of the hotel where dancing was in order until twelve o'clock. The team had to stay over night and left for home Sunday noon, going by way of Girard, Pa., on the train and to Conneaut from there on the C. I 1. trolley. Lineup and summary: Conneaut G. F Conneautville G. F Whitney, If 2 0 Sheehan, If 2 0 Hicks, rf 2 0 Clancy, rf 4 4 Cowden, c 4 6 Fish, c 0 0 Lafferty, lg 0 0 L. Stevens, rg 0 0 Smith, If 0 A. Stevens, lg 1 0 Referee, Mathews of Saegertown. Time of periods, 10 minutes. “WELL! WELL! WELL!” On January 30th Geneva’s undefeated basketball quintet clashed with Conneaut’s squad to break the tie for county championship. Geneva failed, however, to come up to Conneaut’s standard and went down to defeat. Conneaut’s defense “got their goat”—yes, and their “nanny too.” Many fouls were called on Geneva for double dribbles and for holding the ball out of play. But the game was clean and free from roughness, and close at times. Each team put up a good fight. Lineup and summary: Conneaut—2 6 G. F. P.t Geneva—20 G. F. Pt. Whitney, rf 2 0 4 Hordusky, rf .... 1 0 2 Splan, rg ... 0 0 0 C. Allen, rg .... 0 6 6 Cowden. c 4 18 Chapman, c .... 5 0 10 Jones, If ... 1 0 2 G. Allen, If .... 1 0 2 Lafferty, lg ... 1 0 2 Darrow, lg 0 0 Referee, Drake of Ashtabula. Score at half, Conneaut 15, Geneva 11. “EASY MONEY.” Jefferson’s squad proved a fair match for the second team rather than the first, when they visited Conneaut on January 2. The game started out like a whirlwind, or that is Conneaut started out in whirlwind fashion, and finally Jefferson woke up about the third quarter and scored their first field basket. After a little Conneaut let them have another basket. In tin fourth quarter the second team went Page Thirty-eight THE TATTLER Dresses Young Men Correctly Store, 218 Main Street H. D. THAYER Hardware and Electrical Supplies CITY MARKET HOUSp The House of Quality fj Fruits. Vegetables, Groceries 277 Main Street Phone 1273-Main THE CITY BATTERY COMPANY Willard Service Station 216 Harbor Street F. D. SAWDEY The Main Street Furniture Dealer Phone 1278-Main THE PRIDE OF CONNEAUT Makers of High Grade Candies, Chocolates and Bon Bons Agents for Lowney’s and Stacy’s Chocolates We Make our own Ice Cream and Fruit Ices CONNEAUT SUGAR BOWL SPERO TREAS QUALITY SHOE REPAIRING NAYLOR’S Broad and Main Streets FLOWERS HAZELTINE FLORAL For All Occasions Greenhouses 465 Liberty Street H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry in and from then on the game was more of an even match. The ‘Hubs” got collected and dropped tlie ball through the basket when the second team slowed up field goals for Jeff. a bit. This made the large sum of three Lineup and summary: Conneaut G. F. Jefferson G. F. Whitney, rf 2 Tishe, rf Jones, If 3 Place. If Cowden. c 8 2 Brainard c. 1 Lafferty, lg 1 Bliss, rg Splan, rg 3 Herron le- Ft. Smith, o Woodruff If Risley, lg Woodruff, rf Hicks. If Referee, Marcy. Time of period, 10 minutes. Attendance 450. HA! HA! Ha! Ha! yeah ! That’s it, that’s the song the C. H. S. kids were singing after the school kids had defeated those dignified Alumni on New ear’s Eve. The kids started out strong and kept going better, hut the elders couldn’t get limbered up enough to stop the kids from putting the pill through the ring. But it wasn’t anything unusual after all, because the C. H. S. teams have defeated the Alumni teams for several years back, and did it with ease. HO! HOO! 11 o! IIoo! yeah! I hat s it. that s what the C. II. S. kids were thinking after the second ex-high game. Yes, it was quite different about a week after the first game. The ex-highs got together for one or two practices, and then challenged the kids to a second game. This time tilings were different. The Alumni sang the I la ! Ifa! at the kids. But you know how it is, they just wanted to rough us up a hit, and when we got fresh (as l ids usually do) they thought they had better salt us down a little by showing us just what they could do. Lineup and summary: Conneaut Jones, If G. 4 F. Ex-Highs Smith, If. . . . G. 2 Whitney, rf 1 Hallidav, rf. . o Cowden, c 4 3 Davis, lg. . . 1 I afferty, lg. . . 0 Marcy, rg 2 Splan, rg 0 Evans, c. . . . 9 Spieldenner, rf 0 1 Hubbard, c Q Woodruff, If 0 0 Kurtz, rf Time of periods, 10 minutes. Referee, Stone. Attendance, 250. Page Forty TIIF TATTLER VICiROLAS VICTOR RECORDS H. B. KURTZ BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS GJRLS’ BASKETBALL TOURNAMENT. At the beginning of the basketball season the girls from each class organized a team. The object was to hold a tournament for both financial reasons and to get up a little “pep” to start off the season with. Each of the four teams played three games. The result was that the classy seniors out-classed the rest of the bunch and won the tournament. The freshmen won from the sophomores and lost to the seniors and juniors. The sophomores won from the juniors and lost to the freshmen and seniors The juniors won from the freshmen and lost to the sophomores and seniors. Thus the three lower classes were tied for second and third places. CONNEAUT VS. JEFFERSON, DEC. 12, 1919 W ith four of the team members left from last year, with plenty of other good material, and with the aid of our coach, Miss Verity, the Girls’ Team started out the year with the determination of getting the championship. The team started out in fine shape by defeating Jefferson 9 to 6 in an exhibition game. One good feature of the game was the fine teamwork displayed by our team. The line-up is as follows: Conneaut G. F Jefferson Coughlan, f 1 1 Tische, f Hammond, f. . . . 3 0 Rawson, f Humble, c 0 0 Harold, c Riley, rc 1 Howard, rc Babbitt, g Loftus, g. Tinney, g Murch, g Referee—Stone, of Conneaut. A sea captain and his mate went ashore on getting into port and made for the nearest restaurant. They ordered soup. When it arrived the captain examined the curious-looking fluid and shouted, “Here, waiter! what d’ye call this?” “Soup, sir,” said the waiter. “Soup,” said the captain, turning to the mate; “blame me, Bill, if you and me ain't been sailing on soup all our lives and never knowed it.” “Did he die a natural death?” “Yes, so 1 understand, lie was run over in the streets of New York.” THE TATTLER Page Forty-one Janet 1).—“Why does the ‘Tattler’ resemble a girl?’’ Alma D.—“Because every fellow should have one and not borrow the other fellow’s.” Charles D.—“I am a letter man.” George W.—“How’s that?” Charles—“I’ve got a ‘C’ in Latin Prose.” Joe Dawley—“High cost of living must be coming down.” Lloyd B.—“How's that?” Joe—“I’ve got a jitney left from last week’s pay.” N. Hawn—“Gee, but you take life easy.” Dick Taylor—“Yes, the teachers only pass me in one subject at a time.” H. Messenger—“I had a funny dream last night. I dreamed that I proposed to a girl.” Bernice H.—“And what did you say, dear?” Mr. Henry—“Now, this problem is simple. Forget it is Algebra. Warren, if you bad three apples, and I gave you four more, what would you have?” Doc III—“A stomach ache, I suppose.” Scene I. Dog. Train’s track. Train. Scene II. Bologna! Elizabeth R.—“I like a boy of few words and many actions.” (Meaning basketball fellows). Helen Knee—“You ought to like Ford Butler. He has St. Vitus dance. ’ ’ Page Forty-two THE TATTLER H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry •Toe—“How many subjects are you carrying?” N. Hawn—“Carrying one and dragging three.” Mr. Bail (in study hall)—“Order, please!” Freshman— Ham and eggs.” Bernice—“George Kingdom loves to dance.” Laura Hogle—“Judging hv the way he dances, he dances to love.” W. S. (before a dance)—“Did the flowers arrive on time?” C. Cantlin—“No! They came C. O. D.” Clarence R.—“My, you have a pretty hand. May 1 shake it?” Alice Morton—“Sure, you can ring it.” Mr. Henry (in Physics)—“Write your answers so the most ignorant person can understand them.” Boh B.—“What part don’t you understand?” L. Davis—“Sure 1 am going to the show. 1 want to see Fat Green.” Mrs. Davis—“You hadn’t better go to the dance; there are holes in your rubbers.” Almeda—“Never mind, mother, 1 have pumps inside.” Miss Dinsmore—“‘Mr. Risley, what is a bachelor?” Mr. Risley—“A man that thinks twice and doesn’t jump.” Teacher: “Now, Miss Pinhead, who was Louis XV?” Student: “I’m not sure, but I think he made our library furniture for us. ’ ’ A boy upon being asked what his idea of a hypocrite was, answered: “A fellow that comes to school smiling.” Prof.: “You can’t get that problem? Why, when I was in college I got that problem easily.” Student: “You must have had a good instructor.” She (proudly) : “You’ll always find some of the big bugs at my father’s hotel.” He (ruefully) : “I know it. 1 slept there one night.” THE TATTLER Page Forty-three H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry One Kid: “My birthday’s the same as my mother’s.” 'Nother Kid: “Twins, eh?’ Mother: “I wish you wouldn’t stand on the steps so long with that Junior when he brings you home.” She: “I only stood there for a second last night.” Mother: “Is that all? 1 really thought 1 heard a third and a fourth.” “Speaking of bathing in famous springs,” said the tramp to the tourist, “1 bathed in the spring of ’8(5.” Bernice: “What is your dog’s name?” Mae: “Ginger.” Bernice: “Does he bite?” Mae: “No, Ginger snaps.” Teacher: “ Why were you tardy?” Student: “Class began before 1 got there.” A Case cf Killing Two Birds with One Stone. Rastus: “Dat gal of mine sure does love some.” Sam: “I’ll say she does!” Rastus: “What’s dat you say, niggah?” Sam: “I-I-I—mean, does she?” Jack (gallantly): “Marie, dear, anything that you say goes.” Marie (quickly): “Jack.” Risley: “What’s the most nervous thing next to a woman?” Hicks: “Me—next to a woman.” Helen Knee (coming in late)—“I’m late, Miss Kahler, but I-l-l had to wash my neck and ears this morning. I’ll see that it won’t happen again.” GOOD SHOT. When Millie returned Willie’s engagement ring he at once presented it to Tillie. Pupil: “How totally absurd for Mr. Henry to ask us what absolute zero is. Why didn’t he ask right out what is meant by absolute flunking?” Page Forty-four THE TATTLER Hallmark—means Quality. H. B. KURTZ APPROPRIATE WORDING FOR VALENTINES. Better be taken in than counted out. Where there’s a will there are relations. Two thirds of promotion is motion. He who hesitates is hit. Be your own florist. Wreathe your face in smiles. Use soft words and hard arguments. Anyway, a man can dictate to his stenographer. If you want your dreams to come true—don’t oversleep. Think twice—speak once. The rich have ice in summer, the poor have it in winter—why kick? Here is a letter of recommendation given by a butcher to a former employe: “Whomsoefer is de boss: “Dear Sir: Dis is to sertify dot Hans Snyder worked for me von week. Ven he left I was perfectly satisfied.’’ Neighbor: “I s’pose your Bill’s ’ittin’ the ’arp with the hangels now. ’ ’ Long-suffering Widow: “Not ’im. ’Ittin’ the hangels wix the ’arps is nearer ’is mark.” “It’s all up!” he cried as she crossed the floor ventilator. The truth was good enough for George Washington and is good enough for us. She (passionately): “Don’t you think you could learn to love me?” He (spurning leap year offer) : “I’m a college man and have too much to learn now.” Boggis—“Washington was a man of few words.” Arnott—“Any man that’s careful not to tell a lie has to be.” “Isn’t it distressing to think of all the poverty in the world?” “I never do. I confine myself exclusively to thinking of my own.” Teacher: “Don't you know that Washington never told a lie?” Pupil: “No, ma’am, I only heard it.” THE TATTLER Page Forty-five H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry LEAP YEAR ORDERS. Head of House: ‘ Where are you going, my dear?” Ilis Better Half: ‘‘Where I please!” Head of House. ‘‘But when will you be hack?” His Better Half: ‘‘When I choose!” Head of House: ‘‘Ah, yes! Of course! But not later. I could not permit that.” Lorell: ‘‘Say, Whitney, how long could 1 live without brains?” Whitney: “Well, that remains to be seen.” Ilis Better Half (regarding him from the bedroom window) : “Where you bin this hour of the night?” “ 1 ’ve bin at me union, considerin’ this ’ere strike.” “Well, you can stay down there an' consider this ’ere lockout.” ‘‘Pa, what’s a pessimist?” “My sou, a pessimist is a man who when given his choice between two evils, takes both of them.” First Editor: “Here’s one of the most learned men in the country—Professor Skimmerton—just passed away. What shall I say about him?” Second Editor: “You might refer to him as a finished scholar.” Wife: “In order that I may get the money on this cheek do the people at the bank have to know me?” Husband: “ Yes, they have to know you, but not as well as I do; otherwise they wouldn’t give you anything.” Small Boy: “I told you not to make me take a bath, ina. Look how plain that hole in my stocking shows now.” “Ford, do you like going to school?” “Well, yes, 1 like going to and I like coming from, but 1 don’t care much about staying in it.” Milton got married three times and wrote Paradise Lost. Ilis wife died and then he wrote Paradise Regained. Miss Peck (in English): “La Quo, what do you know about the age of Elizabeth?” “La Que: “Oh, she’s about seventeen, I guess.” Page Forty-six THE TATTLER EAST END CASH GROCERY Quality — Lowest Prices 188 Main Street A. B. SWEET COMPANY Bowling and Billiards MAX GOLDSTEIN Successor to L. ZACK COMPANY Wholesale Fruits and Produce THE CONNEAUT DRUG COMPANY Main Street When it is Coffee or Tea you want, try us. Look for the Red Front. ATLANTIC PACIFIC TEA COMPANY Cor. Main and Harbor Sts. DR. D. C. DAVENNY Marshall Brooks Dentist First Class Hair Cut and Shave Quinn Block Washington and Main Sts. When Thinking of Flowers Think of L. A. EATON SONS Broad Street If you want to be healthy, wealthy and wise, Eat our Bread, Cakes and Pies. As good as the best and better than most— If your bread gets stale, use it for toast. CITY BAKERY 215 Main Street Conneaut, Ohio RALPH PITCHER Jeweler Main Street H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry Old Gentleman: “I noticed you got up and gave the lady your seat in the car the other day.” Lloyd Davis: “Since childhood I have respected a woman with a strap in her hand.” Elizabeth Tinney: “Be sure to pull the right tooth, Doctor.” Doctor: “Oh, I’ll get him if I have to pull every tooth in your mouth. ’ ’ Nurse: “The new patient in our ward is light-headed.” Doctor: “Delirious or blonde?” Pat was on the witness stand. “Was the deceased,” asked the lawyer, “in the habit of talking to himself when he was alone?” Pat: “ Oi don’t know. ’ ’ Lawyer: “ hat? You don’t know? And yet you say you were intimately acquainted with the deceased.” Pat: “Well, sor, Oi never happened to be with Moik when he was alone.” Weep and you’re called a baby; Laugh and you’re called a fool; Yield and you’re called a coward; Stand and you ’re called a mule; Smile and they call you silly; Frown and they call you gruff; Put on a front like a millionaire, And some guys will call you a bluff. There was a young lady from Lynn Who was so exceedingly thin, That when she essayed to drink lemonade, She slipped through the straw and fell in. “You’re in pain,” the Doctor said, “That I can plainly see.” “No, sir,” the Boston boy replied. “The pain is here, in me.” Teacher to first Freshman: “Read your outline, please.” Freshman : “ It’s rather condensed. ’' Teacher, later, to second Freshman: “Now read yours, please.” Second Freshman (squirming over the idea of unpreparedness) : “Well, mine was so condensed that it just all ’vaporated.” Page Forty-eight TI1E TATTLER Capital $100,000.00 Surplus $05,000.00 He who banks his money away, Need have no fear of a rainy day. 4% on Savings The Conneaut Mutual Loan Trust Co. b GEO. T. ARTHUR Tennyson said, “1 am part of all that I have met.” So the Tattler is partially made up of its Exchanges. However, don’t think Conne-aut High lacks originality, because it does not. Through our list of exchanges, we receive suggestions, and give some. We strive to comment on every exchange and in turn wish our publication to be commented upon. What other value has an exchange department? The “Arrow,” whose first issue came out in December, 1919, has struck the mark. It is a live, wide awake magazine, which is edited and published by Lakewood High School, Lakewood, Ohio. The reflection of Norwood High is seen in the “Mirror.” (2) The only department that is neglected is the exchange department. The “He” of Jesterville is very prominent. Rayen Record—Rayen High School, Youngstown, Ohio (2)—Your cover design for your Christmas issue was rather appropriate, bur your literary department was neglected. Your other departments were good. O-High—Oberlin High, Oberlin, Ohio—Your December issue was rather small but good. Your cuts couldn’t be improved upon. “The Tattler—Your paper is excellent. Your cuts are clever and the literary department very good.” The Black and Gold—Heights High School, Cleveland, Ohio— Your paper is well written, but why not make it more interesting by inserting a few snaps and topping your columns with cuts? The publishers of the “Tattler” made an error on our comments on you and The Rayen Record. The Voice of South High—South High School, Youngstown, 0. —“A very dignified and very well organized magazine” is right. Your cover design for a Christmas number couldn’t have been excelled. Dart—Ashtabula High School, Ashtabula, 0.—Your editorial and sporting departments are good. Your cuts are good, but a page of snaps would greatly improve your paper. You should enlarge vour other departments. Page Fifty THE TATTLER It’s a good time to have enlargements made from your last summer’s films F. L. WHITMORE’S DRUG STORE THE HERRICK-LOOMIS COMPANY Dependable Jewelers Billiards Newspapers THE Q HOUSE “Conneaut’s Social Center” Pool Soft Drinks E. C. THAYER WALK-OVER SHOES 216 Main St. EMILIE T. BROWN Teacher of Voice, Piano and Harmony. Director of the Sherwood Conservatory Course. Suite 107, Shaffmaster Bldg. We roast our Coffee and Peanuts fresh every day SMITH CASH GROCERIES 213-215 Broad St. 367 Harbor St Home of Round Oak Stoves, Ranges, and Moistair Heaters THE MITCHELL HARDWARE COMPANY If you desire a pair of Shoes you can depend on, come to the? BOSTON STORE S SHOE DEPARTMENT, where FLORSHEIM and DOUGLAS SHOES are sold. ABRAMSON AND LEAVITT Rensselaer Established 1824 Troy, N. Y. Polytechnic and Science Institute Courses in Civil Engineering (C. E.)t Mechanical Engineering (M. E.), Electrical Engineering (E. K. . Chemical Engineering (Ch. E. . and General Science (B. S. ) Also Graduate and Special Courses. Unsurpassed new Chemical, Physical. Electrical, Mechanical and Materials Testing Laboratories. For catalogue and illustrated pamphlets showing work of graduates and students and views of buildings and campus, apply to JOHN W. NUGENT, Registrar. H. B. KURTZ The HALLMARK Store Quality Jewelry The NN eekly Original—Marietta, Ohio—One of the best of our exchanges in newspaper form. We admire your grit in publishing the names of the slackers. The Spokesman—Central High, Erie, Pa.—A well written and well edited magazine that merits the respect of all who read it. The Retina—AN aite High School, Toledo, Ohio—If you were a gem, you would be a diamond. Your magazine shows a great deal of talent. Sunrise—East Junior High, Erie, Pa.—A neat, well arranged magazine, superior to some publications put out by your elders. The Pingry Record—Pingry School, Elizabeth, N. J.—Your cuts and cover design are quite original. Your paper is small and snappy. Garnet and White—W. C. II. S., AVest Chester, Penn.—Your magazine is well arranged. How about a special department or some class notes? Mirror—Bliss College, Columbus, O.—A well balanced paper, but lacking a page of- cuts and an exchange department. AAre realize your difficulties, having published only two issues. Pile Anvil, which is made at Painesville High School, is not as good as it used to be. The sparks are not as bright, perhaps because of the increase in the automobile manufacturing industry. Y'ou should, indeed, be praised for your clever cover design. Red and Blue—Sewickley High School, Sewickley, Pa.—You always seem to have plenty of material, but it isn’t properly arranged. A few pages of snaps would greatly enliven your magazine. The Enterprise—Massachusetts State Hospital School, Canton, Mass.—A clever, well arranged magazine, full of reading material from cover to cover. “Tattler—Yours is a very interesting and well prepared issue, but where are your cuts?” EXCHANGE NOTES. “In the parlor there were three; She, the parlor lamp, and me. Three is a crowd without a doubt, So the parlor lamp went out.”—Anvil. “AVhy is a school room like a Ford?” “Because there are a lot of nuts and a crank in front.”—Mirror. Page Fifty-two THE TATTLER THE CITIZENS9 BANKING TRUST CO. Total Assets when organized January 20, 1908, - $22,000.00 Total Assets, Oct. 31,1919, ■ $1,042,000.00 GROWTH STEADY AND SURE % Interest on Savings and Certificates of Deposit Telephone 1501-Main The Home of the Christmas Sayings Club Students, Attention When you want the best in Pens, Pencils, Note Books, Typewriter Paper, in fact, all Students’ Supplies, come to The Conneaut Printing Co. STATIONERS AND PRINTERS Cleveland Columbus Our Spring Styles Await Your Inspection M. K. SHOE COMPANY 209 Main Street Conneaut, Ohio Ashtabula Lorain Dr. R. H. Johnson Dr. W. S. McCleery DRS. JOHNSON McCLEERY Osteopathic Physicians Optometrists Glasses Fitted Shaffmaster Bldg. 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