Conneaut High School - Tattler Yearbook (Conneaut, OH)

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VICTROLAS VICTOR RECORDS BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS H. B. KURTZ The Glenville High rooters took fresh heart when Jimmy returned to the game and cheered excitedly. Slowly the Glenville High team began to cut down the lead of their opponents, and when the third quarter ended the score stood 16-9. In the last quarter Glenville started off with a rush. Jimmy and Bob worked the ball down the floor in a series of lightning like passes and scored a goal apiece in the first two minutes of play. The score was now 16-18 and the crowd was on its toes yelling itself hoarse. The Glenville center dropped a long shot into the basket from the center of the floor and the crowd went mad. With the score 16-15 the Alberta’s captain called a conference and the game was again resumed. A minute later one of the Alberta’s guards shot a basket and Alberta again stepped into a three-point lead. With only three minutes to play GGlenville fought bitterly and finally got the ball under their basket. Jimmy took a quick shot but the ball rolled on the edge and fell out. Bob Martin jumped high above the tangled players under the basket and hit the ball and it fell through the rims squarely and Glenville was only one point behind. “One minute left to play,” the timekeeper shouted at the top of his lungs. Glenville’s center rushed for the ring and he knocked the ball out of the referee’s hands. With only thirty seconds to play the referee threw the ball into the air. The center had given Bob’s signal and be came in like a flash and while yet in the air passed the ball back to Jimmy. Jimmy shot for the basket and while the ball was in the air the timekeeper’s gun went off. The ball went through the basket without touching the rims. A hundred Glenville rooters were on the floor in an instant after Jimmy’s winning shot touched the floor. The whole Glenville team was gloriously carried out of the gym. After a shower Bob and Jimmy came out of the school and started for home. They were met at the door by Bob’s sister. “I waited all alone to take you home with the car,” she explained. “I knew you’d be tired.” “We’ll take Jimmy home first, sis; lie’s just as tired as 1 am.” “Jimmy, meet my sister Lucille.” “I believe Miss Lucille and I have met before,” observed Jimmy with a twinkle in his eyes. John Punkar, ’28. YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A JUDGE' OF VALUES. We fully protect you. Fhe G. M. Whitney Co. —9—

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“Ilallmark”—means Quality H. B. KURTZ The game was fast from beginning to end. Old players who witnessed tlie game claimed that it was the fastest that had ever been played in the county. Jimmy played brilliantly but the inexperienced substitute went to pieces and played poorly. In the end of the half the score, was eight to five in favor of Alberta High, and the Glenville High rooters began to get nervous of the outcome of the game. In the second half Bob Martin went into Jimmy's position and the last half started in a deafening roar of cheers. Alberta High rooters went into a frenzy when their team had caged two field goals in the first minute of play. After a couple more minutes they got another and Ihe score stood 14-5 in favor of Alberta. The Glenville High center stopped the game and called a conference. The cheering stepped and everything was as quiet as a tomb. “Why don’t you play?”a girlish voice inquired. Jimmy Connels. bundled in a sweater, turned and saw that it was the tall, blue-eyed girl speaking to him. “Oh, 1 can’t play on the same team with that long-eared, homely grouch,” he answered bitterly. “Who do you mean?” she ashed, puzzled. “Bob Martin, of course,” he answered. “Well, you have a good opinion of my brother,” she said slowly. There was an icy look in her eyes when he looked up in surprise. “And I’ve got a fine opinion of a fellow that will stand by and see his school lose a championship, just because he’s on bad terms with a team mate.” Jimmy opened his mouth to protest, but what was the use of arguing with her. She would not listen to him if lie tried to tell her that they could not pass correctly when they played in the same team. The blood was racing madly in Jimmy’s veins when the Glenville High team took their places again. The ball was tossed up at center and the Alberta’s center knocked it to bis left forward who shot it back to the other forward, and lie dropped it into the basket before Glenville had realized what happened. Jimmy pulled the sweater off his shoulders and ran to the coach. “I’m going in,” he said, and without waiting for a word ran across the floor and reported to the timekeeper and referee. He ran up to Bob, and Martin, thinking he was going out of the game, started for the sidelines his shoulders drooping dejectedly. Jimmy took him by the arm and said, “Bob, I'm going in for the other forward. We’ve got to win this game and we can do it. Let’s show them something.” The Sweetness of Low Price Never Equals the Bitterness of Low Quality. 1 he (i. M. Whitney Co —8—

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H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry MORE WIRELESS DOPE. It happened just after the hour of ten as Arlington was going through her nightly role of weather reports and ship warnings. The weather was slightly damp and the temperature was about twenty degrees. A few liners upon the Atlantic were faintly heard taking directions as though they were lost or entering some foreign port with their cargoes. Things were dying down as though the day’s work of the world was completed and the people were settling down for one night’s rest. The shipping board orchestra had just got through for the night when suddenly through the still there came the signals of a low tone station calling 8ZL (Mrs. Candler of St. Mary’s, 0.) and it signed up 8ACA (Edward Green of Ashtabula, 0.). That sounded suspicious as he had not been heard fifty miles and 8ZL os two hundred. Furthermore, 8ACA has never been known to call up a girl on the telephone, let alone calling up a married woman by wireless, but it was now eleven P. M. and all sane people are supposed to be in bed. Robert Munsell and Gordon Burwell were both on the job and full of life as ever. Once more 8ACA called 8ZL but not one of us three would hear 8ZL answer, but our equipment was just as powerful as 8ACA who pretended that he could hear 8ZL. 8ACA went on talking with 8ZL but as we could not hear her we termed it as pulling the wool over our eyes and laughed at 8ACA but did not sign up so he did not know who it was. Evidently 8ACA was not asleep because he asked who are the boneheads that have just learned to laugh. I asked 8ACA if he knew it was illegal to court a married woman and while 8ACA was answering 8IIS (Munsell) gave me the sign of more fun brewing and when 8ACA stopped it surely started. 8IIS changed his tone and power to a perfect imitation of 8ZL and called 8ACA. Greeney thought that he really had got 8ZL on the line and asked if his signals were loud. 8IIS answered that he had amplifiers so that he could hear a ham sneeze on the Pacific coast. 8ACA thought that was pretty loud so he threw a switch which controlled his radio phone and grabbed the cat just as it crawled from under the table. He held the eat up to the phone and squeezed its tail until the ether was crammed with cat yowls. That stumped 8HS as he was unfamiliar with cats, to say nothing of a cat-fight by wireless. 8HS was stumped as he was unaware of 8ACA having a phone but Burwell had to start another joke so he put on a bird piece and set the victrola up to the radio phone. That started 8ACA’s eat in great shape for it let out some mournful yowls one hears under the back porch about two P. M. when two tomcats disagree. From The Sweetness of Low Price Never rr,Vm P. At 7Uj Equals the Bitterness of Low Quality. A '' —10— tnev Co