Conway Hall Preparatory School - Log Yearbook (Carlisle, PA)

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GREAT EXHIBITION Kurtz Bowlegged Hyena. Challis, Man from Nowhere. Exendine Scarecrow. Zehner Climbing Monkey. Killough, Man composed of feet (only). (By permission) Mowery, ’ll, Red Headed Giraffe. Chinese Puzzle V-A-C-U-U-M-S. Take the first letter, then all the succeeding letters in order, to find what the Juniors are. Audience — It will be considered a favor if any lack of attention on the part of the Juniors be immediately reported to the Senior Class. PART II. H. Address — Good-bye Seniors, Pres., Chas. Ira Pratt, D. N. Audience will please weep. I. Comedy in One Scene Place, Carlisle — Time, Night. CHARACTERS. Mr. Easy Mark — Would-be Lady Killer, John Henry Hosie. Miss Fluffy Ruffles — Oh Squeeze Me Frank J. Baird, ’ll. Audience will please notice Hosie’s side burns and chevalier gloves. J Salome Dance, i e., The Excruciating Barn Dance By Cupid Faller after eating one of Mac.’s pies. K. Quartette, Emmert. Entitled “Mama, Buy Me a Merry Widow Hat and a Pipe.’’ L. Audience, Exeunt. Don ' t Hurry. Take your time. Don’t overcrowd the elevators. FINIS. Rub This Out And You Have the Juniors. SENIORS. Will be stationed at all parts of the building to keep order and to receive congratulations from the Audience. NOTICE — Next Year’s Production will be “The Junior’s Excursion on ‘The Trojan Horse.’ ” By McLane and Noel, ex-’og -To, etc. 97

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Grand Vaudeville (Annual Show) GIVEN BY THE JUNIOR CLASS Under the Direction and by the Permission of THE SENIOR CLASS 1909. Junior Class Flower, “Persimmon.” Junior Motto “Out damned trot.” NOTICE ! Please do not harass the infants (Juniors) during the production of this play. Admission One Egg- Indorsed by the leading Horse Doctors PART I. A. Grand entrance of the audience, No remarks allowed. B. Music— The Storm Prof. Hadden’s orchestra ? C. A Junior’s toast to the Seniors: There’s so much bad in the best of us, And so much good in the worst of us. That we only hope we’ll be one of them — Next Year. D. Tintinnabulary Farce Why I left my happy home” — Rotten. Swigert vs. Moyer. E. Exhibition of Hot Dogs and Hot Bums (buns). By (Percival) McLane. F. Story on Noctambulation — or life of a Junior. Hon. William Alexander Noel, ex-’o9. H. Class Song “Mother Pin a Rose On Me.” Audience will please throw lemons. G. Five minutes Intermission Reserved for Laughing. If you can’t laugh, look at Brother Earp. NOTICE — During intermission, take in the Side Show.” 96

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That Senior Banquet By the Logbook War Correspondent The general public has of late been stirred by Central and South American revolutions; the Balkan troubles have brought a bellicose echo out of the near East, and the Young Turks have created a stir of their own in the Sick man ' s empire, but adding these together and taking them proportionally, the excitement created by the banquet of the Class of 1909, made these other affairs look like check- ers beside a game of football. The twenty-eighth day of April was the date made red on the scholastic calendar by this startling event and many another April will have spent its showers and its sunshine before a like occurrence adds to the epochal history of Conway Hall. For weeks ahead, plans were guardedly laid for the dinner that was to mark the crowning glory of two years of success and triumph in class affairs. Subrosa commit- tees worked with gum shoe discretion; hotel estimates were procured with the caution that a spy secures the plans of an enemy’s fort; not a leaf stirred while the mi- nutest details were being completed, and in the hearts of the Junior brotherhood, innocent unbelief reigned su- preme. The dawn of the twenty-eighth broke rosy and propi- tious. All went merry as a marriage bell throughout the day; the class president was present at every class, and even at the ball game after classes the Senior folk were in ample evidence. It was after the game that they suddenly disappeared into the mists of the distance and only at that time did the Juniors awaken to the fact that Conway’s elect had departed. Then there was mounting in hot haste. All of the forces that the Juniors could muster from Gen- eral McLane down to Corporal of the Guard Tabler, were assembled to track the departed Senior horde. One. put- ting his ear to the ground, caught the rumble of a trolley going to Mount Holly, so with ears pricked and noses to the trail the Junior army, accompanied by Sophomores, Freshmen and other baggage, started in hot pursuit. In relays and bunches the besieging host at last arrived and under the command of their gallant general, who was armed with a set of sharp wits and a red carnation, they drew aside to plan the attack. The clang of an approach- ing trolley broke up the meeting, and surging out to cap- ture any Senior that might be on the car they espied the stalwart form of Jake Jacobs. Boarding the car en masse, one of the foremost hissed in the ear of the Se- nior, “Aha, you are mine.” But the other smiling up at him returned calmly, “At least not till 1 get to the end of the carline,” and thinking that he meant to get a full nickel’s worth the enemy sat down to await the stopping of the car. Not so with “Jake,” however. As the car sped by the door of Holly Inn, the fortress of the Seniors, young Mercury sailed into the air and amidst a howl of disappointment he landed in the midst of his friends. Then in sober earnest the assault began. The Seniors, safely ensconsed in their fortress, wisely deeming discre- tion the better part of valor, held the fort, while the others whose numbers were hourly augmented by new arrivals, held their breath and the road outside. As the hours passed, a car coming from the lower end of the town bore Seniors Reddig and Funk. These were recognized by the besiegers and immediately surrounded as soon as they alighted. Valiantly they fought and sore was the slaughter they wrought among the ranks of their oppo- nents. The latter, however, at last, proved too many for them, and manacled and tethered they were led away in triumph. 98