Conneaut High School - Tattler Yearbook (Conneaut, OH)

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RIVALS The two boys nominated will please leave the room. “Bob Martin arose slowly from his seat and saw his rival for the first time. Jimmy Connels sprang up impulsively from his seat on the other side of the room and returned the gaze of his classmate. It would have been hard to find two boys in Glenville High School who were more unlike. “Bob” Martin was serious minded and business-like, he was never seen to indulge in practical jokes which are so common among High School freshmen. Jimmy Connels was of the exactly opposite type. Red hair, blue eyes and a witty tongue set him off at first glance as a “happy go lucky Irish- man.” . „ . As the two boys walked into the Hall Jimmy pulled a quarter out of his pocket and flipped it into the air, “Heads I win, tails I lose,” he said with a grin. Bob Martin looked at him seriously without saving a word and Jimmy put the coin back into his pocket without saying a word. “James Connels was elected.” The G. M. Whitney Co —5— WHAT YOU BUY-WE STAND BY.

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CONTENTS OF THIS NUMBER Pages LITERARY ............................................. 5-15 Rivals More Wireless Dope If It Always Did Come True The, Last Game “Cheesit de Cop” The Vision Dick’s First Hundred IN MEMORIAM ............................... 16 EDITORIALS ..............................17-19 SOCIETY .................................20-25 ALUMNI NOTES ............................26-28 ATHLETICS ...............................30-36 EXCHANGES ...............................37-40 JOKES ...................................42-56

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H. B. KURTZ Diamonds - Watches - Jewelry This was only the beginning of their rivalry. All through the football season they fought grimly from end’s position and when the season had ended both had played an equal number of games, each was dissatisfied with the showing he had made, and their rivalry had turned to hatred. After the football season was over, athletics were forgotten for a few weeks. It was a few days before Christmas vacation as Jimmy was hurrying from a class that he first met the girl. He was coming from the Science class and just as he reached the door he turned to look back into the room. He did not see the tall, slender girl entering. He ran into her solidly and instinctively he reached out to steady himself. It was his steadying arm that saved the girl from falling and for an instant Jimmy looked into a pair of startled eyes bluer than the skies. He held her a minute and stepped back and offered a gracious apology. It was one of his peculiarities to never get embarrassed. She looked at him with a smile and muttered some unintelligible acceptance to his apology and passed on. He did not inquire her name, but the incident separated her, in Jimmy’s mind, from the rest of the girls. Whenever they met in the halls they always exchanged a smile and after a few weeks of this acquaintance, Jimmy seized a golden opportunity and had a little chat with her. The basketball season opened and the old rivalry between Jimmy and Bob broke out anew. Both were out for the only vacant position on the squad. Four positions were held by veterans but left forward was open. Gradually the nine men out were weeded down until Jimmy and Bob were left. Every evening they were the first into their suits and the last to get off the floor. Every evening a grim struggle took place to get on the first team in the final scrimmage. Bob Martin’s superior weight and reach were offset by Jimmy’s nimbler mind and speed. Again, as in the football season the coach used them in an equal number of games. Jimmy would usually play the first half as he was a faster man, and Bob would go in for the last half. The season was coming to a close when their rivalry broke into an open fight. Bob had made the first squad for the final scrimmage of the evening and Jimmy, ill-temepCred because he had missed a few easy shots earlier in the evening, was playing the whole second team game himself. After carrying the ball down the floor several times on a fast dribble he saw Bob coming across the floor to head him off, he threw the ball over his opponents head and tried to dodge by him. A hard, bare elbow caught him in the face and drove all thoughts of basket- WHAT YOU BUY-WE STAND BY. The G. M. Whitnev Co