Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

Text from Pages 1 - 108 of the 1923 volume:

COQUILLE HIGH SCHOOL BUILDING THE LAUREL VOLUME VIII NINETEEN TWENTY-THREE PUBLISHED BY The Student Body of The Coquille High School This issue of the “Laurel” is dedicated to the BUSINESS MEN OF COQUILLE recognition of the support they have given High School Activities IN MEMORIAM IRVING W. LAMB, ’23 DIED FEBRUARY 16, 1922 LAUREL STAFF “Laurel” Staff 1923 Editor-in-Chief ... Ronald Harville Assistant Editors Delia Sherwood Clarabelle Mintonye Business Manager Ralph Harry Asst. Business Managers Myrtle Mast Jackson Knife Literary - Margaret White Errol Sloan Society - Dena Ellingson Music - Aileen Wilson Boys’ Athletics - Robert Trigg Girls’ Athletics - - Anna Burr Margaret Kelty Calendar - Allen Young Oratory, Declamatory, Debate Teresa Clinton Dramatics - Marguerite Hersey Jokes -Class Reporters Don Pierce Senior - Ann Hooton Junior - Georgianna Johnson Sophomore - Layton Nosier Freshman - Maybell Dey THE FACULTY RAYMOND E. McCORMACK BERTHA M. HAYS Science and History Mathematics IRENE WHITFIELD English EMMA J. STEWART BERTHA McCORMACK Science and History Commercial LYNN A. PARR, Supt. Political Science ALETE AHLSON Home Economics GENEVIEVE HAVEN Latin and English n i c f s ’23 CHARLOTTE BELL When Charlotte has the basket ball, There’s sunshine in her soul, She doesn’t mind the guards at all, But quickly makes a goal. PAULINE LORENZ She has an ever ready blush, This Senior girl so meek, At just one glance or hasty word, The color floods her cheek. NELLIE MORGAN Here’s a girl who really never, Has committed any crimes, She’s sweet and she’s clever She’s a quiet girl—at times. ROBERT TRIGG He’s one of our best students, and one we’d hate to lose And there is not a Junior, who can ever fill his shoes. RALPH HARRY A lad so good and great in his class. A business manager none could surpass. CYRIL McCURDY No sinner and no saint perhaps But—well, the very best of chaps. INGIE REYNOLDS She is wise Who doth talk but little. MARGARET WHITE She’s not a flower She’s not a pearl But she’s a jolly All ’round girl. TERESA CLINTON Disturb not my slumbers For I dream great dreams. RUTH MATHEWS She talks little, so how can we tell what she thinks. ALBERT OERDING After I’m through with athletics I’m going out to conquer the rest of the world. IRMA WILSON I’m too cute to be famous, Won’t somebody flirt with me? JULIA DONDONO Our little Julia, demure and sweet, Always seems to look so neat. Quiet and cheerful, seldom at play, Busy at studies the live long day. MYRTLE MAST With hair of gold, and eyes of blue, She charms all, but to one she’s true A jolly girl, and full of fun, Fame to her will surely come. MAUDE PIERSON My heart like the moon is ever changing, And like the moon, there is always a man in it. ■ ANN HOOTON Just to see her is to love her, and we every one agree, That she belongs to Alton, and not to you or me. ESTHER McGEE She’s little—but all good things come in small package. DELIA SHERWOOD W’hen it comes to arguing she’s right there, She has heaps of brains ’neath that lovely hair. CLASS HISTORY ’23 Our Freshman Class which entered the Coquille High School in the year 1919 was the largest class enrolled up to date. Our “pep” and diligent work has carried us through a successful high school career. The Senior Class, since entering high school, has been very prominent in all school activities. Cyril McCurdy, Ralph Harry, Robert Trigg and Albert Oerding have been star football and basketball players. Maude Pierson, Myrtle Mast and Charlotte Bell have played in the Girls’ basket ball team, winning much praise for their school. In 1922 our girls’ basketball team won the cup, given by Miss O’Farrell, to the victorious inter-class girls’ team. During the year of 1921 our class contributed three members to the debating team who were: Delia Sherwood, Errol Sloan and Lawrence Moon. They demonstrated their ability by winning the Coos County Championship. Their efforts were rewarded by a trip to Eugene to the State Debating Contest. The same students were on the debating team the following year. In Declamatory and Oratory, Teresa Clinton and Errol Sloan have been a credit to our class. Last year Errol won the Oratory cup which eliminated him from entering the contest this year. Teresa entered as our representative this year. We know she put forth her best efforts to win and we appreciate the time and trouble she has spent in preparation. This year, the Student Body Government has been conducted successfully by the members of the Senior Class. Errol Sloan has been President; Delia Sherwood, Vice President; Pauline Lorenz, Secretary; Robert Trigg, Treasurer; and Ralph Harry, Business Manager. In previous years Myrtle Mast and Delia Sherwood have served as Vice Presidents. The Senior Class owes a debt of gratitude to the faculty for their earnest efforts in preparing us for the work which we will enter after leaving High School. We also want to extend our thanks to the other classes for the cooperative work in all student affairs. Ann Hooton SENIOR PROPHECY In 1950 thinking I needed a vacation after my many years of newspaper work in New York and believing that a visit to my old home in Coquille would do me good, I decided to go back for a visit. I had tried to keep track of air my school mates after graduation but my work had gradually taken more and more of my time and soon 1 had no definite idea of the whereabouts of any of the members of the Class of ’23. I was prepared to find a change in conditions at Coquille but nevertheless I was quite amazed on leaving the train at Portland to see directly opposite the depot, a l rge sign giving the aeroplane schedule to Coos County, and saying that the plane left every hour for Coquille. I decided that it would be a really enjoyable trip and so stepped over to the aeroplane office to buy my ticket. Over the window was a sign saying, “This aeroplane and subway system owned by Ralph Harry.” This was a surprise to me, as I had expected Ralph to be the business manager of some large establishment, because of his experience while in high school. But, I reflected, Ralph’s ideas had always flown rather high in the old school days and this may have accounted for his choosing the aeroplane business for a profession. At the ticket window I inquired of the clerk concerning Mr. Harry. He said he was in his office and conducted me there. I hardly recognized Ralph as his hair was quite white and long, and he was crippled up with rheumatism. He invited me to his home that night for dinner. Arriving there, I found his wife to be none other than my old friend, Irma Wilson. I had supposed all along that she was somewhere in the South Sea Islands converting the natives, but she told me that Ralph had persuaded her that charity should begin at home. Our talk during the evening naturally turned to our old schoolmates. Delia Sherwood, Irma told me, was a prominent worker. She had been the first woman Senator from Oregon, had studied law, and was now a judge on the U. S. Supreme Court Bench. Ruth Mathews was business manager of Smith’s Cash Store, a rival mail-order house of Sears, Roebuck Company. Maude Pierson had married a former C. H. S. graduate but had finally been divorced by him for cruel and inhuman treatment. She was now supervising the running of a hair-net factory. Nellie Morgan had conducted a beauty shop, specializing in the marcel wave until the wave went out of style. Since then she had became professor of elocution and debate at Yale College and was astonishing all the students with the tones of her majestic voice. The next morning I left on the aeroplane for Coquille. The aeroplanes were very commodious and with every convenience possible. Around the walls were advertisements. I noticed in particular one which announced in large red letters to “Chew Everlasting Gum. Made the Bell way. A secret combination of rubber and vanilla or peppermint. Guaranteed to give Basketball players fresh pep while playing.” Upon closer examination of the advertisement, I found that the manufacturer of the wonderful chewing gum was Charlotte Bell. Let me add that after my arrival in Coquille I found that she had a large factory situated on the waterfront. My trip to Coquille was very interesting and I certainly enjoyed myself. The trip took less than two hours, and because of the speed of the aeroplane and the changed conditions in Coos County, I did not recognize Coquille when we arrived there. If the conductor had not told me that I was at the end of my journey, I would probably have traveled on to Brewster, the next station. Coquille was a city now of about 250,000 inhabitants. It covered an immense portion of the valley, and had many suburbs. There was a large depot covering about an acre of ground. The aeroplane station also had a depot. One unique feature about the station was that the passengers descended from the aeroplanes, (which were anchored about one hundred feet above the ground to steel poles), by an elevator. There were two large parks in Coquille besides several small ones. These two were where the Myrtle grove and Patterson’s grove were formerly. The next afternoon, while I was standing in the lobby of my hotel, I heard the clerk address a man by a name which was very familiar to me. It was Cyril McCurdy. He was now a prosperous farmer and banker of Cunningham, he told me. He had gone to 0. A. C., made quite a record for himself, and then had come home to start a model farm. He had! It was one of the wonders of the U. S.; and thousands came to view its up-to-date methods. He told me that he had just heard that Pauline Lorenz was touring in Europe as the wife of a prominent English Duke. She had met this Duke at one of the Club Room dances, and, as usual with her, it had been love at first sight. Cyril still seemed to feel quite broken hearted over it. I visited for several days with my friends in Coquille and heard many astonishing things. One afternoon while I was walking down a street, I heard a great commotion and racket. When I looked around I found that the noise was being produced by a truck coming down the street, driven by a woman. Being naturally of a curious nature, I went closer to the truck. In the back were several hundred chick ens which were the cause of the noise. Turning to walk away, I saw the driver staring wonderingly at me. She seemed familiar but I could not place her until she spoke. She asked me if I wasn’t Margaret White, and told me that she used to be Julia Dondono. She was now the wife of Velorous Call. They were running a chicken ranch down near Lampa Creek. I also met Ingie Reynolds. She was a peaceful old maid teaching in the high school at Coaledo. I wras not surprised to hear from her that Teresa Clinton was now touring the country as a lecturer on the Orpheum circuit. Her publicity agent was her husband, Ted Bennett. Poor Ted! After concluding my visit in Coquille I went on to Ban-don by way of the elevated. While we were passing through the city of Riverton, I noticed several strange looking buildings. They were large and clumsy, situated directly over the river, and very curiously constructed. When I asked the conductor what the buildings were, he said that it was a whale farm. I decided to stop and look it over, never before having heard of such a farm. Upon inquiry at the depot, I found that the proprietors of the farm were a Mr. Trigg and his wife. I soon found out that it was our own Bob Trigg and Grace Watson, his wife. They had a very large business and were kept busy all the time supplying whales for the markets. During my visit with them, Grace told me that Esther McGee was now running a large summer resort at her ranch in Curry County. What she told me of it was so interesting that I decided to take a trip down. The next morning I left Riverton in Bob’s aeroplane, arriving at the “Always Inn,” Esther’s road house, about ten o’clock. Quick work, I thought. Esther was still the genial, good-natured girl that she always was. We had a long visit together and I heard several stories of the times when the police had raided her place. Of course this did not bother me in the least, and so when we were raided that night, I was not frightened. During the rush of running from the police, I noticed a little, meek-looking man who kept calling continually for “Ann! Ann!” and saying, “Oh! can it be true ? Is it possible that I have lost that woman ? Oh, glory be! Now, I’ll be able to have a little game of checkers with some one.” At first I did not think much of the man, but afterwards when Esther told me that Mr. and Mrs. Albert Oerding were spending a few days at “Always Inn,” I remembered the poor man. It was Albert, of course. Esther told me that the poor fellow’s life was iust one missionary tea or church supper after another. His wife was none other than Ann Hooton, and she was leading Albert down the straight and narrow path. They say every dog has his day. I guess Albert had his during Senior days, in the English Class. The next day I went to Bandon and from there to Co-quille. During my trip there on the elevated. I beean thinking over the names of all my school mates whom I had met. There seemed to be one missing and I could not remember who it was. I racked by brain all the way back to New York and it was not till some time after I reached there, that the mystery was solved. It happened this way. One evening, in my official capacity of theater-scandal reporter for the N. Y. Evening World, I went to a play entitled, “Light Wines and Beer,” or, “How the News was Carried from Mabel to Grace,” and starring the new French Actress, Madame Marlborough. As far as costumes went, the play was a horrible success, and afterwards I went to interview the Madame. She was quite vampish looking and possessed that snakish appearance the French always have. When I first met her, I noticed that she appeared quite startled and surprised. I paid no attention to her, thinking probably it was only her temperament . During the interview she scrutinized me very carefully and just as I was leaving asked me my name. Then, as I told her, I saw a great change come over her face. She seemed to lose the snakish look and gain a more girlish one. Then I seemed to see a resemblance to some one I had known and soon—well, just imagine, it was that one missing classmate, Myrtle Mast. We had a long visit and I left after promising her not to tell anyone of her history. Finis Margaret White j j j SENIOR’S ALPHABET A—Ann Hooton’s name doth call. B—Charlotte Bell, who plays basket ball. C—Cyril McCurdy, who field baskets can toss. D—Delia Sherwood, she always is boss. E—Esther McGee and F. G., Friend Grace come on the boat. H—Ralph Harry, he never wrote a note. I—Ingie Reynolds, a good actress is she. J—Julia Dondono a shorthand shark to be. K—We have no one by that name. L—Pauline Lorenz, she always is game. M—Margaret and Myrt, they are real smart. N—Nellie Morgan, she has a big heart. 0—Albert Oerding shoots baskets afar. P—Maude Pierson, another basket ball star. Q—No one for Q. But two R’s have we, Ruth a bookkeeper, Robert the Treasury (er) . S—hasn’t a mate but T takes Teresa Clinton. U and V haven’t owners but W takes Irma Wilson. Here is a rhyme by which to remember us all. X, Y, and Z, you’ll need in geometry next fall. SENIOR WILL We, the Senior class of ’23, realizing that this life is of a very uncertain duration, and that it is highly desirable that we make some provision for the distribution of our many wordly possessions accumulated during our High School days, make this, our last will and testament. To the Juniors we leave the honor of always starling everything that happens in school—especially talks in Student Body meetings. To the Sophomores we will our supreme intelligence. To the Freshmen we can only leave our “long used prophecy” that “Green things grow.” To Janitor Johnson we leave the hope that the Senior room may always be kept as tidy as in ’23. I, Charlotte Bell, leave my beloved “Spit Curl” in the lender care of Leona Fish, to be properly curled every day. I, Ann Hooton, to Ronald Harville, endow my passion for red hair. I, Pauline Lorenz, give to Don Pierce my ability to blush on all occasions. I, Maude Pierson, do bequeath to Rachel Brown my extreme dignity. I, Nellie Morgan, will to Jackson Knife my conscientiousness in my school work. I, Cyril McCurdy, leave my “Freshman interest” in the care of George Belloni. I, Myrtle Mast, do hereby bequeath to Pearl Young my neatness in coiffure. I, Ruth Matthews, will my shy and retiring manner to Marguerite Hersey. I, Albert Oerding, devise to Frank George my efficient ability to string the teachers along. I, Irma Wilson, leave my musical talent to Sanford Wagg. I, Esther McGee, do leave to Errol Sloan my skill in tripping the light fantastic. I, Ralph Harry, confer my guardianship over the Student Body to Walter Paulson. I, Ingie Reynolds, give my exuberant frivolousness to Gertrude Mintonye. I, Grace Watson, will my arch glances to Hazel Newton. I, Teresa Clinton, leave to anybody who cares to take the responsibility, my ability to tame cave-men. I, Robert Trigg, entrust my left rosy cheek to the care of Dena Ellingsen and my right cheek to the care of Aileen Wilson—with their promise never to use powder or rouge on them. I, Delia Sherwood, will my lack of argumentative ability to Avis Hartson. I, Margaret White, grant my boisterous ways to Wilda Clark. I, Julia Donodono, give my ability as a dancer to Eleanor Foley. In witness whereof, we have hereunto set our hands and affixed the seal of the Senior Class, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and twenty-three. Father Wise (Seal) Mother Good Teresa Clinton j jt 23rd PSALM “Miss Whitfield” is my teacher I shall not pass. She maketh me to write “themes.” She leadeth me into the mysteries of this English, She recordeth my grade. She leadeth me through the tortures of English for her sake. Yes, though I fail the exams of this course I shall fear no “F’s” for she is with me. Her words and her looks they comfort me. She shoots her questions at me in the presence of my friends. She fills my head with English, My brains runneth over. Surely her image shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the fear of English forever. A STUDENT. CLASS OFFICERS Don Pierce, President Jewell Peart, Vice President Margaret Kelty, Secretary Gertrude Mintonye, Treasurer j CLASS COLORS Green and White CLASS FLOWER White Carnation J CLASS MOTTO “After the Parisian Fashions” jt CLASS ADVISER Miss Ahlson : JUNIOR CLASS JUNIOR HISTORY As Freshmen, most of the class came in in 1920, but in 1922 about twelve more entered. During the climb to the Junior year many students have dropped out of the class, and others have joined it. We have made a good showing in athletics—equal to any class in' the school. In Football 1921, John Holman, Jack Knife, Don Pierce, and Wilbur Howe represented us on the team. In 1922 there were three Juniors on the team, Don Pierce, Quarterback, and Warren Brandon and Lyle Beyers, subs. In Basketball, 1921-22 we had four on the team, Wilbur Howe, Layton Nosier, Allen Young and Don Pierce. Since our class was undefeated in class games, we were acclaimed inter-class champions. In 1922-23 we had only two on the team, Jackson Knife and Don Pierce, both of whom made their letters. In the single season of track which has been held, we had three Juniors competing, Wilbur Howe, Don Pierce and Jackson Knife. Most of the players on the girls basket ball team of 1921-22 were Juniors, Margaret Kelty, Anna Burr, and Hazel Newton on the team, and Brica Flitcroft and Dena Ellingson as subs. In 1922-23 we also scored high with Anna Burr, Captain. The other girls mentioned above played, and also Clarabelle and Gertrude Mintonye. The girls played well, losing only one game. In the Debating team three of the four were Juniors: Clarabelle Mintonye (affirmative), and Ronald Harville and Jackson Knife on the negative. They all worked hard to get their parts on the Debate, although they were defeated. The Seniors may take great pride in their class, but by the time we reach their time-honored place we will be resting, not on our “Laurels” but on a well sustained reputation for hard work. j Mrs. McCormack: “So your father is ill. I hope it is nothing contagious.” Walter Paulson: “So do I. The doctor says he is suffering from overwork.” Name Marguerite Hersey Jackson Knife Leona Fish Icolene Ricketts Anna Burr Clarabelle Mintonye Hal Howell Margaret Kelty Aileen Wilson Dena Ellingson Don Pierce Theodore Sandon Myrtle Oleson Bricea Flitcroft Wilda Clark Warren Brandon Gertrude Mintonye Georgianna Johnson Edris Rickets Elva Willey Ronald Harville Harold Peart Hazel Newton Violet Shuck Verna Finley Edwina Rice Jewel Peart Sadie Hamblock Miss Ahlson JUNIOR HOROSCOPE Alias Freklz Stone Wall Peaches Cream Gasoline Captain Min Rum Hound Kid Lizzie Dinah Saxie Ted Cle Bricka Will Brandy Toyne George Riff-Raff L-Y Pat Pete C urly Locks Pshaw Boots Cleopatra Repete Hamm All-Out Disease Afflicted with To speak before S. B. Jackson-itis Vamping Studying Playing B. B. Hollering Pestering Studying Latin Playing Piano Doing Tricks Learning English Yelling Writing Notes Typing Arguing Combing his hair Giving Advice Talking To come to school Telling her virtues Butting in Talking Back Listening Being still To draw Flirting Working Bkkg. To play hookey Cutting Dept. Desire To be a Speaker Miss Ahlson To be a Vamp To be a Prof. To get fat To measure an arm To be late To own a He-Harem To be a 2nd Padie Pat To be sent away To be an ex-yeller To be a Dancer To beat M. H. S. To win an argument To own a shop To be left alone To own horses To fall in love To be on the go To be an Orator To play an Organ To walk home To get 100 To marry a Pres. Not to get caught To be exempt To go to Bandon CLASS OFFICERS President, Layton Nosier Sec. and Treas., Avis Hartson Executive Councilman, Allen Young jx j CLASS COLORS Pink and Lavender j jX CLASS MOTTO Esse quam videri (To be rather than to seem to be) jX jx CLASS FLOWER Lilac jx jX CLASS ADVISER Miss Haven SOPHOMORE CLASS SOPHOMORE SNAPS SOPHOMORE HISTORY In September, 1922, the following Sophomores were enrolled: Margaret Beyers, Edward Bender, Evelyn Oerding, Marion Clayton, Lola Ball, Joseph Abel, Velorous Call, Eleanor Campbell, Lyle Barker, Lyle Beyers, Myrtle Clayton, Louis Donaldson, Gordon Epps, Earl Clark, Arthur McAdams, Elmer Johnson, Alma Sickels, Verrill McCurdy, Avis Hartson, Marian Norton, Maxine Paulson, Lena Pinkston, Mary Watson, Harold Simmons, Frank George, Zed Finley, Vincent Swinney, Earl Rice, Allen Young, Harry Varney and Layton Nosier. In February, 1923, Lester Wilson, Ross Kistner, Eleanore Wilson, Eleaner Foley, Cora Staninger, Mabel Barnes and Wayne Robinson joined the class and have proven to be enthusiastic members. We are not conceited but we have a record that we think any class should be proud of. A goodly portion of the football squad was composed of Sophomores. There were Sophomores on the basket ball team and there are Sophomores out for track. All the Sophomores on the football team made their letters. The letter men are Layton Nosier, Allen Young, Vincent Swinney, Velorous Call, Earl Rice and Zed Finley. Two of these same men, Layton and Earl, also made basket ball letter. There are still a number of Sophomores which promise to be good material for next year’s grid. We are also pleased to announce that two athletic offices are held by Sophomores. Layton Nosier is basket ball captain for next year and Harold Simmons is track captain. j jX Seein’ Things “I want to look at a pair of eye glasses of extra magnifying power.” “Yes, madam,” replied the salesman, “something very strong ?” “Yes sir. While in the country I made a very painful blunder which I never want to repeat.” “Indeed! Mistook a stranger for an acquaintance ?” “No, mistook a bumblebee for a blackberry.” FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY The present Freshman class entered the Coquille High School on September 12, 1922. At that time there were thirty-seven students enrolled in the class. The last twenty-six entered our ranks January 22. The first class meeting was held on October 2. At that time the following officers were elected: Raleigh Moon—President. Lester Wilson—Vice President. Eleanore Wilson—Secretary. Harold Simmons—Treasurer. Teddy Bennett—Representative to the Student Body Executive Council. Miss Hays and Mrs. McCormack—Class advisors. On February 21 a class meeting was held for the pur- FRESHMAN CLASS pose of electing a new Secretary and Vice President. The following were elected: Maybell Dey—Secretary. Maybell Dey—Vice President. The annual Freshman party was given November 18, in the nature of a hard time social. It was a huge success, being the only one of the kind with a program. “Quality” rather than “Quantity,” is applied to the Freshmen, who took part in the athletics this year. Teddy Bennett and Lester Wilson made good on the football team and both won their letters. In basketball, Lester and Halley were consistent workers, “and you just watch their colors fly next year.” Four Freshman girls are represented in the Girls Glee Club. Great things can be expected from the Freshman class, for the age old saying has it: “Great trees from little acorns grow.” Maybell Dey j j j What would happen if: Mrs. McCormack said, “Don’t concentrate.”? Miss Haven came to school late? Miss Stewart didn’t butcher a lot of crayfish? Miss Ahlson couldn’t get some boys to wash the dishes ? Miss Hays forgot how to teach geometry? Mr. McCormack didn’t say, “It seems to me. ? Miss Whitfield came to school on time? Ard Mr. Parr made all the rules rhyme? j j j A Freshman once went into the Domestic Science Room and ordered soup. Miss Ahlson placed the soup b,e-1 fore him with the remark that it looked like rain. |r. .... “Yes,” replied the Freshman, “And it tastes like rain, too.” Teacher. “Walter, can you define space?” Walter: “I have it in my head, but I can’t express it.” Enrollment of the Coquille High School for Year ’22-’23 J J SENIORS Bell, Charlotte Dondono, Julia Clinton, Teresa Harry, Ralph Hooton, Ann Lorenz, Pauline Mast, Myrtle Matthews, Ruth Morgan, Nellie McCurdy, Cyril McGee, Esther Oerding, Albert Pierson, Maude Reynolds, Ingie Sherwood, Delia Trigg, Robert Watson, Grace White, Margaret Wilson, Irma Brandon, Warren Burr, Anna ( lark, Wilda Ellingson, Dena Fish, Leona Finley, Verna Finley, Zed Flitcroft, Brica Hamblock, Sadie Harville, Ronald JUNIORS Ilersey, Marguerite Holman, John Howell, Hal Johnson, Georgianna Kelty, Margaret Knife, Jackson Mintonye, Gertrude Mintonye, Clarabelle Newton, Hazel Olsen, Myrtle Peart, Gladys Peart, Jewell Pierce, Donald Ricketts, Edris Rice, Edwina Ricketts, Icolene Sandon, Theodore Shuck, Violet Sloan, Errol Willey, Elva Wilson, Aileen Abel, Joseph Ball, Lola Barker, Lyle Bender, Edward Beyers, Lyle Beyers, Margaret Call, Velorous Campbell, Eleanor Clark, Earl Clayton, Marion Clayton, Myrtle Donaldson, Lewis J SOPHOMORES George, Frank Hartson, Avis Johnson, Elmer Johnson, Mary Esther Kistner, Ross McAdams, Arthur McCurdy, Verrill Miller, Merle Newton, Alice Norton, Marian Nosier, Layton Oerding, Evelyn Paulson, Maxine Paulson, Walter Peart, Harold Pinkston, Lena Rice, Earl Sickels, Alma Simmons, Harold Swinney, Vincent Watson, Mary Kay Wilson, Eleanore Wilson, Lester Young, Allen FRESHMEN Agostine, James Gould, Harold Pulford, Arthur Alpine, Bernice Jacobsen, Kenneth Pullin, Thelma Barker, Elda James, Ruth Reynolds, Katheryne Bean, Clarence Johnson, Norval Richmond, Grace Bennett, Ted Johnson, Pauline Richmond, Royce Berry, Freda Kay, Bill Russell, Helen Brandon, Mella Kime, Erman Seeley, John Bright, Dorothy Laird, Kenneth Shores, Margaret Call, Harlo McCue, William Steward, Henry Church, Clovis McNair, Ethel Sumner, Audrey Curts, Hadley McNair, Mabel Trott, Arthur Davis, Florence Miller, Lois Wagg, Spencer Dey, Maybell Moon, Raleigh Ward, Ronald Floten, Herman Morrison, Lois Wernich, Catherine Carlin, Fay Meyers, Hazel W’igant, Hazel Carlin, Opal Neely, Ivan W'igant, May Ceorge, Marion Oden, Alma W ilson, RalpTi Cheer, Velma Page, Wayne Wright, Linda Cilstrap, Ethel Peart, Rosalie Young, Jean Gisholt, Ollie Pierson, Margaret Young, Pearl Goodrich, Mary Pownder, LeNorme Extracts from Letters to the Veterans’ Bureau “Just a line to let you know that I am a widow and four Children.” “He was inducted into the surface.” “I have a four months’ old baby and he is my only support.” “Please return my marriage certificate, baby hasn’t eaten in three days.” “You have changed my little boy to a girl. Will it make any difference?” “Please send me a wife’s form.” “You ask for allotment number. I have four boys and two girls.” jk Skinney (to prospective customer): “A pressure of 15 pounds on this wire bumper throws out the clutch, applies the brakes, cuts off the ignition and blows the horn, in fact, it does nearly everything, including calling the coroner.” FOOTBALL TEAM FOOTBALL 1922 A week after school started, our boys began kicking the “pig skin around the campus, and as soon as the County Fair at Myrtle Point was over with, steady practice was begun under Coach McCormack and Captain Pierce. Although only five players of last year appeared, green material was broken in to fill the gaps and the squad was off for the first mix. Marshfield vs. Coquille On October 7th Coquille went to Marshfield to play the first game of the series. Every member of the Coquille team played true to his colors, but as the “Marshers” had more subs and our fellows so little experience, Marshfield won with a score of 12-6. The star play of the game was Pierce’s intercepting a Marshfield forward pass and dashing forty yards through a broken field for a touchdown. Myrtle Point vs. Coquille Saturday, October 21st, Myrtle Point and Coquille played at Coquille. Our men put up a good battle all the way, but with Myrtle Point outweighing us twenty pounds to the man, they, especially, Keltner, tore through our line for a total of six touchdowns and won 39-0. North Bend vs. Coquille October 28th North Bend and Coquille played at North Bend. Coquille was outweighed and over-powered but kept fighting to the end. North Bend threw a pass which was intercepted by Pierce, who ran thirty yards for a touchdown. It was a grand play but unfortunately the ball was ruled dead as the head linesman had not reached his place when the pass was made. The team’s fight was shown by North Bend’s inability to score the second half. Final Score 38-0. Marshfield vs. Coquille November 4th we again met Marshfield, this time on our home grounds. We were handicapped by the absence of Call and Trigg from our regular squad and Marshfield won 22-3. One of the main features of the game was the inter- cepting of a forward pass by Nosier, who ran forty-five yards before being downed. Bandon vs. Coquille On November 11th Coquille traveled to Bandon, resolved that we would redeem ourselves, but the “Sea Shore Lads” met a team as good as their own on its real “off day” and with a great day themselves and a puzzling offense won 26-0. They were to hear from us again. Bandon vs. Coquille Saturday, November 25th, Bandon came to Coquille to play the last game of the season. After the stinging defeat at Bandon, our boys went into the game with a rush that carried the other eleven off their feet. In the first half we found Bandon’s weak places and tore our way through for two touchdowns. Nosier and McCurdy, our halfbacks, each made one of these. Much time out was called for Bandon players to recuperate from the hard line bucks. The last half was similar only brightened by two spectacular runs by Pierce after receiving Bandon punts. Pierce received one of the punts back of our forty yard line and another back of the fifty and both times dashed through a broken field for touchdowns. One goal was converted, making a score of 25-0 at the end of the game. In this game Errol Sloan played for his first time and proved very successful in breaking up the Bandon long end run. Those taking part in the games were: Pierce, capt., and Q. B.; Nosier, L. H. B.; Rice, F. B.; McCurdy, R. H. B.; Young, C.; Harry, L. G.; Finley, R. G.; Bennett, R. L.; Trigg, L. T.; Call, R. E.; Swinney, L. E.; Wilson, Clark, Barker, Beyers, Brandon and Sloan, Subs. Next year we hope to have Coquille win the Championship of Coos County. With the backing of the high school, the squad will do its best. We lose three two year men, McCurdy, Harry, and Trigg, but there is some good material in sight for next season. Those receiving letters in football this year are: “Two-years” Pierce, Harry, Young, McCurdy and Trigg; “One-year” Nosier, Rice, Finley, Bennett, Call, Swinney and Wilson. BOYS BASKETBALL TEAM HOYS BASKET BALL “1923” The basketball season was ushered in this year by interclass games between the Seniors and Juniors; Sophomores and Freshmen. Through these games much interest was aroused with a result of over four teams turning out for practice. Soon, however, Coach McCormack had weeded out all but about twelve. With a few weeks daily practice we had begun to show a little form, so the members of the first and second squads were picked. On December 15th the Arago quintet came to Coquille to play a pre-season game. Much experience was obtained in this game for those of the first and second squads. The Arago boys put up a good game but were outclassed throughout the game. The score was 20-10 in favor of Coquille. Myrtle Point at Coquille The first regular game of the season was played in our gymnasium against Myrtle Point on January 19th. Our boys felt the loss of Pierce during the first half and were also unfortunate at shooting fouls as only four out of fifteen tries were converted. In the second half, Pierce, who was really too sick to play, went into the game. Still unable to overcome Myrtle Point’s lead the whistle blew leaving a score of 20-16. The week following the Myrtle Point game was one of hard practice for our team. We knew that if we were to defeat North Bend on her own floor we would have to work to the very limit of our endurance. Thursday night found us all in good shape. Coquille at North Bend On January 26th we journeyed to North Bend. This was one of our great games played this season. At the end of the first half North Bend held a good lead of 13 to 9. The second half began with a rush that did not stop until the end of the game. Pierce played a great game, really showing up the lanky Balcolm. Up to about the last four minutes North Bend led by a basket. Rice tied the score and another by Nosier put us ahead where we stayed until the end of the game. Score 19-17. On Saturday, the next night, we went to Arago to play the return game. This game was very interesting for each team played a five man defense in a small hall. With much hard fighting on both sides the score at the end of the second half stood 7-7. Ten minutes of playing decided in breaking the tie and giving the victory to Coquille 9-7. The boys will remember this game for a long time. Coquille at Marshfield February 7th Coquille played at Marshfield. The first half was close, ending with Coquille two points ahead. Pierce played an exceptionally good game. In the last half eleven points were made by Coquille while Marshfield made four, leaving a final score of 16-7. Coquille at Myrtle Point On February 16th Coquille again met Myrtle Point. This time we played on their floor, and it was the hardest fought game of the season. Many personal fouls were call- ed on both sides, of which Coquille converted only four out of eighteen. At the end of the first half Coquille was one point in the lead. Myrtle Point staged a strong come back in the last half, tieing the score at 12-12 when the whistle blew. In five minutes extra Myrtle Point made two goals while Coquille converted one foul, thus leaving a score of 16-13 in Myrtle Point’s favor. Throughout the game, Carter, Myrtle Point’s star center, did not make a point. North Bend at Coquille February 23rd North Bend played in our gymnasium. The game was fast and exciting, in which North Bend played an amazing defense and team work that had our boys baffled. Balcolm, the North Bend center, was the point gainer for them, making fourteen points alone. Score 20-11 in North Bend’s favor. Marshfield at Coquille On March 2nd Marshfield came to Coquille to play the last of the league games. Our boys were again too much for Marshfield, this time defeating them 15-11. Both sides played ragged and shot fouls poorly, although the game was brightened with brilliant field goals by Nosier and Rice. In defeating Marshfield we tied North Bend for second place in the league. Those participating in the games are Don Pierce, Albert Oerding, and Earl Rice; Forwards, Cyril McCurdy, Capt.; Bill Nosier, Hadley Curts and Pat Har-ville, Guards; and Jack Knife, center. Those playing the required amount of time to receive letters are: Pierce, Nosier, McCurdy, Knife, Oerding, and Rice. The Season’s Games Coquille_____________________20—10_________ Coquille_____________________16—20_________ Coquille_____________________19—17_________ Coquille______________________9— 7_________ Coquille_____________________16— 7_________ Coquille---------------------13—16_______________Myrtle Point Coquille---------------------11—20________________North Bend Coquille---------------------15—11________________ Marshfield Coquille---------------....119-108_________________ Opponents ------ Arago Myrtle Point . North Bend ----- Arago . _ Marshfield GIRLS BASKETBALL TEAM jt GIRLS’ BASKET BALL The Basket Ball Girls started to practice about the middle of November, under the supervision of Mr. Parr. The girls came out regularly for the first six weeks, but after the team was chosen, it was hard to get enough out for practice. Anna Burr, Captain of the team, played the forward position, and if she is here next year, will fight just as hard and give all she has to the team and school. Maude Pierson, a Senior, has been a faithful forward for the last three years and she will be missed by the underclass men next year. Charlotte Bell, guard, came here this year from Yreka, and certainly proved an asset to our team. She is a fast player and has her own special little way of tossing a ball into the basket with one hand. We surely are sorry to lose her. Clarabelle Mintonye, is a whirlwind of a running center and one of our best players. The girls are glad she is to be with them next year, for her playing grows better every time she goes on the floor. Hazel Newton, our jumping center, is always on the spot to pick the ball out of the air and send it back to our forwards. Hazel will be back again strong next year. Myrtle Mast, our trusty guard, played some wonderful games this year. She was always in the right place at the right time, and had endurance enough for two. We are sorry to lost Myrt by graduation. Gertrude Mintonye played a good game at guard with all the characteristics of a true Irishman and is exceptionally fast and full of pep. She will have one more year on the team. Margaret Kelty was another one of our fast guards that always kept the ball rolling toward our basket. Although she dropped out the last part of the season, she will be here next year to keep up the work. Brica Flitcroft did not play regularly in the games but much credit is due her. She played the jumping center position. It is to the substitutes that the team owes much, for without strong opposition in practice a team is handicapped The following is the schedule and results of the girls games played this season. The Season’s Games Coquille _ 8 Myrtle Point 10 Coquille 21 North Bend 23 Coquille 15 Myrtle Point 15 Coquille _ _ 36 North Bend __ 21 Track The Coquille Track Athletes for the past few seasons have suffered from the lack of interest shown by the school in that sport. Last year we had a fair turnout, but this year there are but seven men who are eligible to enter the meet at Myrtle Point. Last track season there was but little really good material, about fourteen men comprising the team. We managed to take last place with the sum of 11 points, however. The point getters were Don Pierce and Harold Simmons. Harold placed second in the mile, and Don took second places in the 50 and 100 yard dashes and third in the 220 yard dash. Simmons made good time in the mile, running the distance in 4:57, just one second longer than the time made by Mast of Myrtle Point, who won. This year Simmons and Pierce are both better than they were last year, and will be the strongest men on the team. In the early part of the season, Zed Finley looked very promising in the shot-put, but he will not be in the meet on account of a serious illness some time ago, which set him back so much that he had to leave school. Last year Earl Rice and Zed did good work, although not placing, while Bill Nosier showed good form in the half mile. Coquille now holds the record for the pole vault and the possibilities are good that Harold Simmons will lower the time in the half. j j j “Your Honor, I was not intoxicated.” “But this officer says you were trying to climb a lamp-post.” “ I was, your honor. A couple of cerise crocodiles had been following me around all day, and I don’t mind telling you that they were getting on my nerves.” “C” Club On April 23, a meeting of the “C” Club was called for the purpose of discussing a new constitution. It was necessary before drawing up a constitution, to decide upon the future policy of the club. Lively arguments were held on whether to admit the debaters and those who have won an emblem in Oratory or not. No definite decision was made, so the matter was left in the air till the next meeting. A proposal was made to form an auxiliary of the girls who have made letters in Athletics, but that question was left with those of admitting the Student Body President and the Yell Leader, to be taken up later. Don Pierce, last year’s President, and chairman pro tern, appointed “Bill” Nosier, Ralph Harry and Harold Simmons as a committee to draw up a tentative constitution. It is to be submitted at the next meeting, where such changes as are in order will be made. The letter men have not had an organized club this year, but they intend to get everything in good shape to go ahead next year. With an iron-clad set of “rules of conduct” and a well-planned program of events to be given next year, the boys are going to stage a real resurrection. Their purpose is to boost all school activities, especially athletics, and give their support to school affairs in general. Velorous Call, Lester Wilson, Don Pierce, Bob Trigg, Ralph Harry, Cyril McCurdy, Vincent Swinney, Earl Rice, “Bill” Nosier, Allen Young and Ted Bennett made their letters in football last year. “Bill” Nosier, Albert Oerding, Cyril McCurdy, Don Pierce and Earl Rice made letters in basket ball and Don Pierce and Harold Simmons, in track. With this strong enrollment, but five of whom will be missing next year, great things may be done. They say they will do them. They will. DEBATING The question for the Coos County Debating League was: “Resolved: That the Allied War Debts to the United States Should Be Cancelled.” Errol Sloan and Clarabelle Mintonye upheld the affirmative, while Jackson Knife and Ronald Harville took the negative. There was some difficulty in getting the material from the State Library at Salem, but after two weeks of intensive preparation, they were ready for the debate. Errol Sloan was the only veteran on the team, having been on the Coquille team last year, which won the county championship. The others had had no previous experience at all. The debaters were coached by Miss Whitfield, whom they wish to thank for her interest in the work, and her aid in obtaining material. It seemed to be public opinion that the negative side had the best arguments. The affirmative had the difficult side of the question, and they did very well to put up a good debate when they met Myrtle Point’s negative team at Coquille High School. Myrtle Point was the winner by the unanimous vote of the judges. The negative team went down to Bandon to meet the Bandon team at the grammar school. Bandon emerged from the conflict victorious, also by a unanimous vote. Although Coquille had the best side of the question there, they suffered by their inexperience and lost, probably on the rebuttal. Strangely, for the next few days the defeated debaters declared that they were “through with debating” and would not go out for it the next year, but after thinking it over, they decided to come back again next year and benefit by their former experience to “show ’em up.” They are confident that next year they will do better. ORATORY In 1922 Errol Sloan won the right, through tryouts, to represent the Coquille High School in Oratory. In the Oratory and Declamatory contests held at Coquille, Errol won the cup given by the Coos County Principals and Superintendents’ Association. According to the rules, the winner of the cup cannot compete again, so Errol did not participate in the contest this year. This year there were two boys in the tryouts to decide the contesting orator. They were George Belloni, who gave “Citizenship,” and Lewis Donaldson. Lewis gave “The Return of Regulus.” Their speeches, which were given before the Student Body, were judged by the Faculty. It was decided that Lewis should be the reprsentative contestant from Coquille at Myrtle Point on April 20th. Barton Stemmier, of Myrtle Point, won the contest. His oration was, “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death.” v J J DECLAMATORY Declamatory, with Oratory, is supported by the Coos County Principals and Superintendents’ Association, as a means to encourage girls in public speaking and train them in vocal expression. There is no better way to gain self confidence than by addressing a body of people. By this experience one loses the consciousness of self and learns to talk with proper enunciation and freedom. Teresa Clinton was the speaker from Coquille. This is her third year in Declamatory and she has, in the opinion of the faculty who have seen her work every year, shown a remarkably steady improvement. It is certain that, although she did not win the Declamatory Contest, she has derived great benefits from her training. At Mvrtle Point in the Oratorical and Declamatory contest, Edith Johnson of Marshfield took the honors. She gave as her talk. “The Heart of Old Hickory.” Teresa gave “Foes, United in Death,” a dramatic episode of the battle field. Society The Junior class of ’23 very successfully entertained the Seniors with a reception held in the high school gymnasium May 6, 1922. The room was artistically decorated in red and white, the Senior colors, and carnations, the class flower. The stage was in lattice work which was covered with evergreens set off by red and white carnations. A six-course dinner was served, in which the Juniors were assisted by a number of underclassmen, and for the success of which they are indebted to Miss Ahlson, our Domestic Science and Art teacher. Between the courses entertainment was furnished in the form of two songs by Miss Marvel Skeels, an alumnus of the Coquille High School, and a very pretty dance by Phyllis McCurdy and Alice Collier. Toasts were given by a number of students, as well as by the faculty, Errol Sloan acting as toastmaster. According to the usual custom the stall was presented by the Senior Class President, Harriett Gould, to the Junior Class President, Ralph Harry. There were about fifty in attendance, which is the largest number ever attending a Junior-Senior reception in Coquille. FALL TERM The first social event of this year was a candy sale given by the Seniors. The main purpose of this party was to raise funds for the “Laurel.” From the financial standpoint it proved very successful and they took in twenty-two dollars. Several boxes of candy were auctioned off while the rest was sold in bags. Unfortunately some had a large “sweet-tooth” which required more candy than was allowed by their “constitution” consequently there was a little hard feeling between the “constitution” and the “sweet-tooth.” But considering the difficulties attendant to consuming, it is thought that everyone received their money’s worth. Partners for lunch were found by matching numbers. On November 17, the Freshmen gave a “hard time” party. Any one caught wearing anything that did not seem suitable to the occasion was arrested by an officer of the Freshman class and taken before the Justice of Peace, Honorable L. A. Parr. He proved to be a “strict constructionist” and relieved the victims or their escorts of a portion of their worldly goods. A short program consisting of the following numbers was given: Vocal Music, with Ukelele accompaniment Irma Wilson, Senior Reading Marguerite Hersey, Junior Instrumental Duet Maxine Paulson, Sophomore Mary Esther Johnson, Freshman Reading Mella Brandon In keeping with the hard times, toothpicks and water wei e served but later came heaping dishes of ice cream and cake. On January 12 a Basket Social and “Kid’s” party were given by the Student Body to help finance the “Laurel.” Everyone was required to wear clothes representing a child of six or eight years of age or be subject to fine. The faculty took the “tin medal” for costumes. Anyone would have had to look twice before they could recognize Mrs. McCormack. Mr. Parr acted very youthful when he boyishly climbed from the stage to the balcony, which, by the way, be never allows students to do. Many of the baskets were cleverly designed and judging from the weight of them they were as attractive on the inside as on the outside. Children’s games were played to add fun to the party. The Sophomores gave the Juniors a masquerade party on March 16. Games were played, and those who did not care to participate in them, danced. The music was furnished by the students. Allen Young played the saxophone and the girls took turns playing the piano. About eight o’clock several cakes disappeared, but after careful detective work it was discovered that the Seniors had enjoyed the cakes at a pleasant party given by Miss Sherwood. Plenty of cake and ice cream was left, however, and everyone enjoyed the lunch—especially after “cake hunt” was over. Dena Ellingson. “Much Ado About Betty” was the senior play given last year. The principal characters were Betty, played by Adrienne Hazard, and Len Leonard, played by Kenneth Kistner. Betty’s father had left her a large fortune, stipulating in his will, however, that it would go to her guardian in case she was not married before she was nineteen. She did not know this, and her guardian, wanting to obtain the money himself, offered Betty’s aunt five thousand dollars if she should succeed by her influence in keeping her from being married before her nineteenth birthday. He gave her the check which she found to be bogus and she immediately told Betty—told her that she must marry the first man she could find in order to inherit the money. The man, whom she married but a few hours before the time was up, happened to be Len Leonard. As they were on their honeymoon Len got off the train to buy her some tea roses, and got left. Farther on the train was wrecked and Betty was injured so that she lost her mind. She was taken to a hospital, but identified under the wrong name. Len, when he came to the town where she was, began a frantic but apparently useless search for her. After some time he found her and at sight of him her reason returned. j j “THE FASCINATING FANNIE BROWN” “The Fascinating Fannie Brown” was given by the Commercial Department in order to raise money to send a typewriting team to Corvallis. The play was very successful, both dramatically and financially. The leading characters were Dorothy Dudley, represented by Myrtle Mast, Billy Pearson, taken by Ralph Harry, and Fannie Brown, portrayed by Don Pierce. Acting under the advice of his friend, Percy Gale, Bill wrote some letters which purported to be to a “Fannie Brown,” and left them where Dorothy could see them, hoping to arouse some feeling for himself through jealousy. Dorothy, overhearing a conversation between Percy and Bill, found it was a “frame-up,” so she got her brother, who had the day before impersonated a woman in a college play, to pose as Fannie Brown, and so to worry Bill till he repented of his deception. Dorothy had disposed of the letters when she found them, and so Bill thought they had been mailed to some Fannie Brown. When Fannie appeared, there was great consternation, until he was exposed as a fake. Then Bill was forgiven and he and Dorothy were reconciled. jt j “MARY’S MILLIONS” This year the Senior Play will be “Mary’s Millions.” It is a very humorous play, having its setting in a small New England town. The action centers mostly around the “Count” and his sister, who are fortune hunters posing as members of the French high society. Mary’s money is seemingly thrown away to keep the “Count” from getting it, but it is recovered by Jimmy Barnes, who as a bond salesman, knew that the stock in which he was to invest it was worthless. Last fall, under the able direction of Mrs. Sperry, several programs were rendered the High School, her idea being to illustrate in them, “Music as a Language.” She began with the simplest of themes, and sketching the evolution of music, worked up to very abstruse harmony. Explanations of the programs and short talks on music were given by Mrs. Sperry in the programs. The High School enjoyed them very much and certainly appreciated the time given by Mrs. Sperry in preparing the numbers. Last year’s Glee Club, consisting of twelve girls, was organized under the direction of Miss Marvel Skeels of U. of O. Those in the club were: Irma Wilson, Delia Sherwood, Adrienne Hazard, Harriet Gould, Meryle Endicott, Jennie Price, Lois Smith, Hazel Newton, Teresa Willard, Lucille Hoover, Elva Willey and Aileen Wilson. The following songs were sung: “Lovely Night”— (from Tales of Hoffman), “I Sing Because I Love to Sing,” and “Sleep, Little Love Flower, Sleep,” which were sung at the commencement exercises and were such a success that they were asked to be sung again in the exercises on “Pioneer Day.” j j Telegram (from Errol Sloan at Eugene): “Wash-out on the line; can’t come home. Reply: “Never mind. Come anyhow. Borrow a shirt.” Velorus: “Huh?” Julia: “Uh-huh.” Both: “Smack!” Commercial Department The commercial department of Coquille High School is beginning to be a real factor in the school’s course of study. Typing and bookkeeping were given in our school heretofore just as a minor course, from which you could get very little real value. Now the department offers not only typing and bookkeeping but shorthand as well, which enables students to get a course which will be of value in their career. Typing is one very interesting feature of the commercial department. Under the very capable instruction of Mrs. McCormack it has advanced in many ways. The standard has been raised and the students find pleasure in the competition and struggle it takes to win the “laurels.” The classes take the monthly speed tests sent out by the Underwood Typewriter Company. This company offers certificates and medals for each marked advance in speed. The entire advanced class, which has received the initial certificate, includes the following students: Anna Burr, Verna Finley, Brica Flitcroft, Ann Hooton, Myrtle Mast, Hazel Newton, Myrtle Olsen, Harry Varney, Julia Dondono, Albert Oerding, and Don Pierce. The first eight students mentioned have won the 40-word medal also. Brica Flitcroft and Hazel Newton have received the additional bar for having made 53 and 50 words respectively. Those of the beginning class having received certificates are: Georgianna Johnson, Margaret Beyers, Arthur McAdams, Ruth Mathews, Gladys Peart, Rachel Brown, and Ingie Reynolds. Georgianna, Margaret and Arthur have won the bronze medal. Georgianna has her additional bar for having written 52 words per minute. Another feature which has greatly aided interest and promoted practice is the county typing contests. The two typing classes have met Marshfield and contested for leading place. Marshfield came here for the first contest. Brica Flitcroft led the advanced division with a rate of 48.6; Marshfield coming out with an average of 44.3 and Coquille 43.1 in the advanced class; Marshfield 34.6 and Coquille 30.3 in the beginning class. The next meet was held in Marshfield March 15. The advanced class received 4th place with a rate of 50.2 made by Hazel Newton. Georgianna Johnson led the beginners with a rate of 50.2 and took first place. Marshfield advanced class led with an average of 53.6 and Coquille 45.6. Marshfield beginners 40.5 and Coquille 40.4. Under the supervision of Mrs. McCormack a play was put on by the commercial department, for the purpose of raising money to send a team to Corvallis to the state typing contest. One hundred dollars was realized from the play, that with the ten dollars given by the Coquille Commercial Club, was used to pay the team’s expenses. Three students from both classes went: Myrtle Mast, Brica Flitcroft and Hazel Newton from the advanced class; Arthur McAdams, Georgianna Johnson and Margaret Beyers from the beginners. Among the 177 students from the whole of Oregon, at Corvallis typing contest, six were from Coquille. And these students did themselves proud. At least all of Coquille should be as proud of them as the High School is. Coquille took the highest places in both the junior and senior divisions among the representatives from Coos County, of which there were twenty. Georgianna Johnson placed twelfth in the state in the junior division and Brica Flitcroft placed thirteenth in the senior division, while the other members of the team did their best to do honor to their school. Taking an average of the teams of all the High Schools represented in the state Coquille placed tenth. Shorthand: The shorthand class has done some very good work. And I’ve heard that there are one or two shorthand sharks present. Bookkeeping: There is also a good bookkeeping class under the commercial department. These students have made good progress and are working hard to get all this subject has to offer. Our student body treasurer is being trained in this class. Therefore we expect great things from him. Ann Hooton. SENIOR SNAPS Literary J J j A NEW THING IN BURGLARS Like a great blanket, the deathlike stillness seemed to wrap the dark, calm night. No wind, no moonlight, but inky blackness. The Honorable James Tyster lay in his elaborate oak bed thinking of the day’s happenings. He was in very good spirits, due to the fact that he had won a golf tournament that day. Golf was the Hon. James’ passionate ambition. He thought, talked and dreamed of golf, constantly. Just now he was thinking of his victory, and his lips parted in a satisfying smile. Suddenly his thoughts glided on a different path. Before retiring he had read in the evening paper an account of a recent robbery. The pleased smile with a twist of the sensitive lips became very grim. It was a bad business; people should protect their property better, mused the Hon. James. No bold thief could venture past the barred doors of his exquisite mansion. The mere thought proved to be mirthful, for he laughed his slow, lazy laugh. It seemed to mock at the dark, still walls. No indeed, concluded the Hon. James, no burglar would disturb his peaceful meditations. It was beastly still and uncheerful, thought James Tyster. His man had raised the blinds, because the Hon. James was going to rise early to play golf the following morning. No silvery moonlight shone in to soften the harsh lines, and make mystic the night. Terribly dark and dreary, complained poor James. But he must sleep. Tomorrow would be a strenuous day. Ah! a bed was a fellow’s best friend. Then—from out of that utterly black darkness came a low, almost inaudible sound, then a louder one, like steel hitting against steel. To the Hon. James’ surprised nerves the shock was magnifying, and, he declared, it sounded like the peal of thunder. Many thoughts chased one another through his frightened, alert brain. Not golf this time. He thought of the man who was murdered in his bed because he awoke when the thief was robbing his room. Of the man who cut the eyes from a life size painting, hid behind it, and substituting his eyes for those of the painted ones, watched till his victim slumbered, then stealthily crept up and stabbed the unconscious sleeper. The fearful stillness, the black darkness, had a terrible effect on the unnerved man. He raised his head slightly from the pillow, not daring to turn on the light, hardly daring to breathe. All was still—then came again that low, hissing sound, followed by a loud clinking. To the Hon. James it sounded like a blast, and he shook like the surrounding floor of Mother Earth when a blast is in action. He tried to stop breathing, but not even the bravest can do the impossible. His breath came in short gasps, like a man who had run a Marathon race. His heart sounded to him like a carpenter’s hammer in violent action. The blood beat in his ears. A dazed man he stared, and imagined he could see two cruel, criminal eyes, boring into his horrified ones. He could feel his heart beating against his ribs. Then from his stiff dry lips burst a barely audible cry. The tied up nerves of the Hon. James magnified it. He thought he had cried out and had been heard. He must do something, a plan to escape or corner the thief. What was it you needed? Oh, yes gray matter. Surely he had some. Many muddled plans rushed through his burning brain but none seemed good enough to act upon. A great horror seized him. He could almost see a long cold bullet sailing straight at his heart, which it couldn’t miss because it felt as big as his body. Still louder came that terrible noise. The Hon. James shook till the bed creaked and his teeth chattered. He must do something, he was at the end of his endurance. Doing the first thing that entered his stricken brain, he grabbed a pillow and with quick, violent force threw the poor unsuspecting pillow at the mysterious corner. Then with lightning quickness flooded the room in light. Covering his pale, haggard face with icy cold hands, he sent up a last, silent, pleading prayer. There he sat in fear and horror, not daring to look, fearing it would be into the cold, cruel muzzle of an Iver Johnson. Why silence? He must look, calling on all his courage he tore his hands from his ghostly pale face to gaze on a scene he never forgot. There, in what a few minutes before was a dark, uninviting corner, was—what? the Hon. James gasped. Only that confounded radiator hissing and sputtering with the pillow cuddled softly in its warm grasp. With a trembling sigh of relief the Hon. James Tyster fell back completely exhausted on his cool, soothing bed, the cold sweat streaming from his marble brow. E. 0. ’25 jit jt “SIXTEEN” Robert Ausburn Robinson was sixteen. Didn’t he earn his own money? Didn’t he drive Dad’s car? Didn’t he shave once a week (whether he needed it or not) ? Why, of course. Then why did the family insist on calling him “Bobbie?” “Bob” wasn’t so bad, but “Bobbie” how terribly juvenile. There was a new girl in town. Her name was Marjorie Smith. Now Marjorie possessed a pair of china blue eyes, a mop of blonde artificially curled hair, and a sweet, winning, babyish way. Of course, all the boys were crazy to go with her—and so was Robert. Ronald White confided to Robert that he had taken Marjorie home from the Junior dance and had kissed her goodnight. This made him want all the more to go with her. After some trouble Robert finally made a date with Miss Marjorie Smith. On Wednesday night he was to take her to a dance at the “Club Cottage” five miles out of town. Robert had, by much pleading, gained the consent of his dad to let him drive the car on the condition that he would be awfully careful. Why did Dad have to say things like that? Treated him just like a little kid. Of course, he’d be careful with the old car and Dad knew it. At last the great night came. Robert was in the seventh heaven of delight and as he came down stairs his mother looked approvingly at her sixteen year old son. “Did you get your overcoat, Bobbie dear?” she asked. “What time will you be in?” “Mother,” expostulated her son, “why on earth do you insist on calling me Bobbie ? You know how I hate it. Yes, I’ve got my overcoat, and I don’t know when I’ll be in.” With this he stamped out of the room, slamming the door behind him. As an after thought he yelled back. “Mother, leave my alarm clock on the foot of the stairs. Got to get up early in the morning. Have to study.” As he stood on the porch buttoning his overcoat his father called from an upstairs window, “Don’t stay out too late, son. Be careful about flooding the carburetor when you start the car. Goodnight, Bob, and good luck to you and—your girl.” “Well, Dad, tell all the neighbors,” returned his son sarcastically. As Marjorie was a good dancer, Robert enjoyed the ev-3ning immensely, and it was after one-thirty before the young people started for home. They had not covered more than half the distance when the car stopped stock still in the middle of the road and refused to budge another inch. Nothing Robert could do would persuade the engine to start. At last he sat hopelessly on the running board and said mournfully to Marjorie, “Well, I guess it’s up to us to walk, I’ve done every darned thing I can think of and a lot more besides. But still two miles and a half isn’t bad to walk.” Then he added sentimentally, “It’s nice and moonlight, you know.” “Oh, pickles,” pouted Marjorie, “I just know Ronald could fix it if he were only here. I just hate to walk, please try to fix it.” “No use,” he said. “It won’t start.” Marjorie trudged on with Robert in her little high heeled pumps, breaking the silence now and then with a complaint. Robert kept his thoughts and answers peacefully to himself. At last he said, more to be saying something than anything else. “Are you tired, Marjorie?” “Oh, please shut up,” was the stinging retort. “I just hate to talk to kids.” “Why what do you mean?” he asked in astonishment. “Ronald told me you were only sixteen,” she snapped. “Well, what of it?” asked Robert in a relieved tone, “How old did you think I was?” -- “Nineteen at least,” she answered. Not' finding anything else to say they walked on in silence for a long while. Then Robert said, “Marjorie, I believe I felt a drop of rain. It looks like it is going to pour in a few minutes. Hadn’t we better hurry up?” “I told you to shut up once, didn’t I?” she said and walked on a little faster. Robert didn’t miss his guess far, for in a few minutes it begin to drizzle, then to rain. “Don’t you want my coat to put over your shoulders to keep you dry ?” he asked politely. “No,” was the answer, “but I do want you to shut up.” By this time they were in town and as they walked under a street light Robert looked at Marjorie. Her mop of blonde hair, that he had thought so pretty, was no longer curly but was stringing around her face in the most ungraceful manner. Her ruby lips were no longer ruby, but were faded and ugly. Evidently the rain didn’t agree with them for they had run down her chin and were meekly trickling at the corners of her mouth. Her china blue eyes were no longer mysterious, dreamy, or mournful, but were just plain, watery blue. The dark circles under them had changed their position and were mingling neighborly with the pink and white of her cheeks. Marjorie was a sight— yes, a sight to behold. Robert told her goodnight at her door and walked home. The clock was striking three-thirty when Robert stumbled in, a tired, wet and disgusted boy. “Gee, it’s late. Guess I—ouch! Darn that rocking chair.” He regained his balance and leaned against the table for support and accidentally knocked over a vase of flowers which went crashing to the floor. His sis was always sticking flowers around, they were such a nuisance anyway, didn’t see what good they were. Placing his foot on the first step of the stairs he accidently kicked the alarm clock which went rolling across the floor and hit against the wall. After a minute of thoughtful reflection it obediently began to ring. “Hang that clock,” thought Robert groping for it wildly in the dark, “Hasn’t it got a lick of sense?” “What in the world are you doing down there?” asked Robert’s father appearing at the head of the stairs. “Giving us a charivari? Do you realize it’s four o’clock in the morning? Young man, you march upstairs to bed.” “But Dad, I—” began Robert meekly. “I refuse to hear another word, did you hear what 1 said?” commanded his father. Robert marched. The next morning, when Robert came down stairs the family were already at the breakfast table. Robert knew there was to be a scene, so he prepared. “Well, my son,” began his father sternly, “What have you to say for yourself?” Then Robert told them everything. After he had finished his father said it was all right and he would send a man out for the car. At eight-thirty when Robert started for school his mother said, “Goodbye Bob— I mean Robert.” “Goodbye Mother, but I don’t care if you call me Bobbie —now,” said Robert Ausburn Robinson and went whistling to school. R. B. ’25 J J THE CAST Of Fanny Brown you’ve heard no doubt, The wicked little vamp. How all the boys, they fell for her. The naughty little scamp. There’s beautiful Dot Dudley, The one who knocks ’em dead, She certainly did treat ’em rough, At least, I’ve heard it said. Bill Pearson stepped upon the stage, It made folks simply quiver, For when he lit that cigarette He sure did shake and shiver. There’s Florence Howe with head held high Who seldom ever smiled, And Percy Gale, proprietor, She nearly drove him wild. Then, of course, there are the others, Mrs. Moffet, hypnotized, And the sly maid, little Martha, Who was funny and so wise. And though last, not least I mention For I cannot them forsake Mrs. Caldwell and her daughter, They did surely take the cake. Ralph Harry. SNOWBOUND “The thing had been bothering me constantly since it entered my head. If it had happened once, I would have immediately dismissed it as a mere accident, but I saw the same thing repeated time after time. Why the scientists or detectives had not taken up the subject I could not see, for to solve this mystery would be a very great service to man. “It was while thus musing that the idea struck me that I might be able to fathom it, if given time enough. Ah! My chance had come. I would be of great service to my fellow-men; my name would be the talk of the nation—in fact the world, for I understood that the same thing happened in practically every part of the world. I would make the greatest discovery since the invigorating “coke” was made known to the multitude. “How should I go about this startling discovery? Should I consult Ouija? Yes. But to my horror Ouija did not know. And then I got another idea. I am constantly getting ideas. Why should I not find the cause in order to remedy the effect? That was exactly what I would do. I would go to the nearest tailor shop in the morning, for I was sure the proprietor of this establishment had, in a way, a great deal to do with the existence of the crime I was about to expose. “The next morning I went to the tailor shop as I had intended and fortunately found a window in an alley way through which I might observe the tailor at his work without being seen myself. Luck was wit)i me, for when the tailor came he selected a bolt of cloth and immediately set to work cutting patterns in it. Once in a while he would pause to examine figures he had or to pin the pieces together. From this I surmised he was making a suit, exactly what I wanted him to do. I would make myself comfortable for I had a long watch and with my usual good judgment I had brought a lunch and a sniff. It is not necessary for me to tell you about the assembling of the entire suit, as it does not enter into the case, in fact the vest was the only part of the suit I was interested in, but in order to make this tremendous discovery it was necessary that I watch every detail of its making. The vest was just completed and was being tried on, Your Honor, when this rude police man discovered me and brought me here. But, thank heaven, my purpose was not thwarted, I made the discovery even though I was handicapped by the entire police force.” “Well,” the inspector broke in, “you might make your ‘discovery' known to us.” “Certainly, if this policemen will be kind as to remove his coat. Now, Your Honor, do you note the distance between the top of the belt and the bottom of the vest? You will perceive that they do not meet by a full three inches, thereby disclosing an extremely soiled shirt, and if you have the opportunity to observe other vests you will see the same thing. Well, gentlemen, I have discovered the cause of this deplorable condition—in order that it might be remedied.” “Well, let’s hear it.” “Gentlemen, this vest was not made long enough, nor are any of them.” “A padded cell, officer. This snowbird is just a little more goofie than the usual run. Now the next case.” D. P. ’24. jt j See the dear old Seniors, Going forward as before On their Pilgrimage to Knowledge As they did in days of yore. See the lazy Juniors, Lagging on behind, With a look of “know it all” Suited to their kind. See the smiling Sophomores, A battle has been won! No longer are they Freshies; Now they are in the fun. See the baby Freshmen, Climbing up the hill, Having for their motto: “Do or die, We will!” , Ingie Reynolds. I was thinking the other day. But the American people I’ve been doing quite a bit Are a product Of that Of the mixing Lately. Of about a dozen I don’t know whether it’s a sign Different races; Of old age or absent-mindedness They come Or what; From a veritable But anyway I was thinking Melting-pot, About the American people. In which And especially about All these races Their origin. Run together If you take several different Or converge, Breeds of dogs If you please; And mix them together Are cross-pollinated You get So to speak A breed of curs. And yet And if you mix They have emerged Different kinds of cattle A race of purebreds. The product is It seems A scrub. Contrary If you plant two different To the laws of nature Kinds of corn And the universe. Side by side In fact And allow It seems Them Remarkable. To cross-pollinate E. S. ’24 Neither kind will amount To anything. J J J A MEDITATION I was reading a poem this morning, By an author of some renown. He had a difficult subject, But he certainly did it up brown. His poem was short and snappy, His rhythm was touching and sweet. His sentences didn't sound flappy, With his meter 'tis hard to compete. He wrote of the beautiful springtime— The happiest time of the year; Of the birds and the beasts and the hillsides, Of the God in Heaven so near. He told of the winged larks fluttering So early about in the morn; He said we should live without muttering, He mentioned the snail on the thorn. I agree that he told of the springtime With true notes, deep and sincere; But I would most humbly remind him That spring is not all of the year. I ask him, what about winter, When it’s dark at seven o’clock; When the snail has drawn in his horns, And is snoozing under a rock? When the green grass is gone from the hillside, When the roosters don’t crow as they use’t: When the frog pond is all frozen over, And the lark still adheres to the roost? My dear, loving, well-meaning Browning, You told it the best you could tell; But speak not only of springtime— Consider the winter as well. E. S. ’24 j j j One day we had some visitors, From Marshfield, so they say. They visited our English class To watch us Seniors, gay. We hardly knew ourselves at all— We were so very good— We never moved or giggled once. But Miss Whitfield understood. First she read a little poem, With accents sweet and low; Then she called upon Ralph Harry For a brief comment or so. And with some show of emotion, So humble and so meek, He answered, “Oh, Miss Whitfield, It almost made me sleep.” The visitors soon took their leave, But gave us worthy praise. We hope to merit their good will And less disturbance raise. Grace Watson CALENDAR for 1922-23 Sept. 8. Registration. Our troubles commence. Sept. 14. We start football practice. Sept. 20. Freshmen tread the stony path. Sept. 26. “Old Clothes Day.” Difference not noticed. Oct. 7. Miss Haven presents Seniors with alarm clock, so they won’t oversleep. Oct. 14. First Football game of season—Coquille at Marshfield. Ralph Harry uses strong language. Oct. 19. Macy leaves English class, reason unknown. Oct. 21. Myrtle Point at Coquille, loss of pants renders Keltner helpless. Oct. 24. Quincy gets upset and quits football. Nov. 1. Robert Cotton gets ambitious, by request, and learns S. H. rules. Nov. 3. Marshfield at Coquille, Layton makes 65 yard run and thrills the girls. Nov. 11. We go to Bandon and get jarred good and hard. Nov. 17. Freshmen give hard time party. Who cut Tuffy’s suspenders? Nov. 18. Don goes to 0. A. C. to see the big game. Nov. 24. Big rally and bonfire. Stump speeches by all. Nov. 25. Smear Bandon! ! ! We did! Nov. 26. Girls give football players a banquet. Nov. 30. Thanksgiving. Dec. 3. Hal brings Limburger to school. Both suspended. Dec. 10. A. O. and A. M. paint Basket Ball floor. Dec. 15. Basket Ball starts. Pre-season game with Arago. Dec. 25. X-M-A-S. Jan. 1. Lots of resolutions, kept about three days. Jan. 9. Phew! Smells like a slaughter house. Jan. 10. S. B. meeting. Mary speaks her mind about short dresses. Jan. 12. Basket social. Isn’t Joseph cute? ? ? ? Jan. 17. Exams! ! Jan. 18. More Exams! ! ! ! Jan. 19. First conference game, with Myrtle Point; we lose. Jan. 22. Our President and Business Manager get free hair cuts. Jan. 23. Lots of Frosh—ever greener. Jan. 24. Twelve letters presented for football. Jan. 25. S’matter, Mr. Parr ? Doesn’t the bell ring ? ? Feb. 1. Mystery! Where did Mert get the black eye ? Feb. 7. We beat Marshfield—Easy. Feb. 14. Fire drill. Hosemen dampen the building. Feb. 15. The Freshmen lose their flag to valiant Sophs. Feb. 16. The game of the season lost to Myrtle Point. Feb. 21. Talk by Rev. H. V. Moore. Feb. 22. No school. Feb. 28. Nothing. Mar. 2. Senior class play enjoyed by all, especially the faculty. Mar. 10 Food sale by B. B. girls—no one gets indigestion. Mar. 16. Sophomore party, Seniors raid it and get four cakes. Mar. 21. Dignity of Seniors is upheld by highway, when Pauline sits down. w A man sent his son to France to see the ruins of the late war so that he could give a few lectures on the subject of war. When the day of parting came, the father said to his son, “If you get out of money send a short message.” In a few weeks a message came to him reading as follows: “C. O. D., S. O. S., $, P. D. Q., R. S. V. P.—Son.” v Mr. Parr: “Two wrongs don’t make a right, and to that rule there’s no exception.” Hal Howell: “Oh, I don’t know. If your clock is an hour fast, it is wrong, and if you set it forward eleven hours more, you, of course, make it wronger, but at the same time you make it right.” Witness the Senior English Class studying Elizabethan Literature— Miss Whitfield: “Ralph, what can you tell us about the Age of Elizabeth ?” Ralph (dreamily): “She’ll be nineteen in June.” Officer: “Your honor, this man is charged with as- sault with intent to do grievous bodily injury. He hit the plaintiff on the head with a whiskey bottle.” Judge: “Charge is dismissed. Can’t make a case out of one bottle.” J J An Italian, who kept a fruit-stand was much annoyed by possible customers who made a practise of handling the fruit and pinching it. thereby leaving it softened and often spoiled. Exasperated beyond endurance, he finally put up a sign which read: “If you must pincha da fruit—pincha da eocoanut.” j j Ralph: “Sir. this salmon smells.” Butcher: “Impossible! He’s dead.” Miss Haven: “What was Washington’s farewell ad- dress ?” Ralph Harry: “Heaven.” Jt Skinny: “They say people who live together grow to look alike.” Myrtle: “Then you absolutely must consider my re- fusal final.” u J A recent news item says a young lady’s bathing suit was found in a returned library book ????!!! j j jt Macy: “Leona, get off my foot.” Leona: “No, it’s too far to walk.” j j jt Miss Whitfield: “My dear boy, you have grown to be the living image of your father. You have your father’s nose, you have his mouth -------- Skinny (gloomily): “Yes, and I have his trousers, too.” Ronald: “Dena, dear, would you accept a pet monkey ?” Dena: “Oh Ronald! This is so sudden, I will ask father.” J Mr. McCormack (distilling 100 proof in the Lab.): “Shay, Ralph, do you remember Bill, Ah, Mathison?” Ralph Harry: “Whash hish name?” Mr. McCormack: “Who ?” J v v Futuristic Headline in SenMnel EXTRA! EXTRA! Feb. ”0—Mr. Parr ails to put new notice on the Bulletin Board. j Small Boy: “Do people go to heaven in airplanes?” Older Brother: “Du’no.” S. B.: “I guess you haven’t studied that yet.” O. B.: “No, I haven’t gotten that far.” A little fellow, after his first day at school, proudly announced to his mother that he could write, and to prove it made some scrawls on a sheet of paper. “But what does it mean, dear?” she asked. “How do I know?” he asked. “I haven’t learned io read it yet.” .j j The Boss: “What is this item on your expense ac- count, ‘Overhead Expense, $ ?” The Traveling Salesman: “That was an umbrella 1 bought.” j , t j Of hogs there are many species and kinds On earth—both great and small,, But friends, I’ll tell you that a human hog Is the hoggiest hog of all. j j j Mr. Noah: “I don’t know what to do about this Bac- teria family. I started out with jv.st Mr. and Mrs. Bacteria, and this morning 3,101,3 9,001 of them showed up for breakfast.” .J i .J SENIOR FLUNK DAY These dignified seniors don’t show much improvement over their lower class days after all. Not satisfied with cutting school in twos and threes and half dozens, they showed up the would-be strikers in a real walk-out” on May 11. There has been one case of sabotage reported of them in which they did away with certain cakes destined for the Sophomore-Junior Reception. Even the faculty was afflicted by the dis-interested spirit, as shown by the absence of Miss Whitfield, who accompanied them. Probably the next thing will be a “Faculty Flunk Day,” to be attended by all members of the faculty —non-conforming members of which body to be officially censored by the Student Body President. It has been rumored about the school that a general strike will go into effect on May 25, the duration of which is to be determined by the School Board. Remember These Names It is due to the interest taken by these men that it is possible to produce the “Laurel.” Therefore, let us show our appreciation by giving them our patronage. 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Barber Shop For the hair cut you are proud to wear We take Orders for Domino Complexion Clay Either White or Gray Bill Buell, Prop. Lorenz’ Store ONE OF COOS COUNTY’S BEST STORES Everything in Dry Goods, Clothing and Shoes The Title Company Incorporated Battey Richardson Automobile Repair Shop Reliable Abstracters In Highway Garage J. S. Barton, President W. J. Conrad, Vice President F. A. Barton, Sec’y Treas. Let us rebore your motor and save you a lot of trouble. All work guaranteed. Oxy-Acetylene Welding Lathe Work E. E. JOHNSON I Manufacturer of Spruce Douglas Fir Port Orford Cedar The Home of The KO-KEEL Silo If you are contemplating building, sqe us. We have a large stock of building material on hand, which we are able to offer you at a very reasonable price. Phone 59 Coquille, Oregon The Foundation j of Success is saving a part of your income. You can start a SAVINGS ACCOUNT at this bank with one dollar or more. , FARMERS AND MERCHANTS BANK j of Coquille, Oregon J. E. NORTON—President C. J. FUHRMAN—Vice President JNO. E. ROSS—Cashier J. W. MILLER—Director “What time did Hadley leave last night?” “Just a little after ten.” “Oh! you can’t fool me, for I heard him say, ‘just one, dear,’ before he left.” J V Barber: “How do you want your hair cut?” Skinny: (absent-mindedly): “Off, please.” Barber: “But where ?” Skinny: (still sunk in the deeps): “My head, if you don’t mind.” f 1 r 1 i Candy Kitchen 1 ! Long’s Repair Shop Delicious Home 1 Acetylene Welding Made Candies Machine Work and Auto and Battery Repair Baked Goodies Fresh Daily Agency for Stromberg Carburetors, Mrs. F. G. Hurd Philadelphia Batteries Brandon’s Confectionery Choice line Candies Pop Corn Stationery Ice Cream School Supplies Nuts, Fruits Ink, Pens, Pencils Cigars News, latest Magazines Cigarettes Subscriptions taken for Tobacco all Publications Soft Drinks Fresh Roasted Peanuts i i Dividend Dates Are j March 15th September 15th June 15th December 15th Promptly on these dates, dividends are paid to owners of Coos and Curry Telephone Company’s Cumulative First Preferred Stock. The equity back of this stock is over two and one-half j times the amount of the First Preferred Stock issue. Let these dates be dividend dates for you and invest j in our 7 per cent guaranteed securities. [ Coos and Curry Telephone Co. SERVICE FIRST | — “A desire to please plays an important part in every service we render you.” Z.C. Strang j Gents’ and Boys’ Furnishings Coquille Laundry Co. i We Specialize In Olson and Coos Bay Loggers And Coquille Oregon Cahn-Nickelsburg Dress Shoes Have you noticed how many of the rah-rahs are parting their hair in the middle? No, girls, it isn’t a French custom, but merely the results of an Arrow Collar ad. Some geeks would wear hairpins if they thought they could get by with it. jt J McCormack: “Do you know any birds that don’t have feathers ?” Walter P.: “Yes, dressed chicken.” S. J. COTTON I | Local Agent Massachusetts Bonding, Accident Health Insurance Mothers Bread Co. See the Victory Policy before you buy. 1,500,000 For Quality Service claims paid in U. S. last year Real Estate and Rentals ! City Bakery Fire Insurance j 1 1 ! TRAVEL BY Coast Auto Stage Line for Marshfield, Myrtle Point, Roseburg, Bandon, Langlois, Port Orford, Gold Beach, Brookings, and Northern California MARSHFIELD-COQUILLE STAGE, Fare ?5c Leaves Marshfield from Chandler Hotel: 7:00; 8:00; 9:00; 10:00; 11:00 A. M.—1:00; 2:00; 3:00; 4:00; 5:00; 6:00; and 10:00 P. M. Leaves Coquille from Coast Auto Lines Office: 7:00; 8:00; 9:00; 10:00; 11:00 A. M.—1:00; 2:00; 3:00; 4:00; 5:00; 6:00 and 7:00 P. M. Saturday nights only, car leaves Marshfield 12:15 A. M. COQUILLE-MYRTLE POINT STAGE, Fare 55c Leaves Myrtle Point from Guerin Hotel: 7:15; 10:00 A. M.—1:00; 3:00 and 5:00 P. M. Leaves Coquille from Coast Auto Lines Office: 9:00; 11:00 A. M.—2:00; 4:00 and 7:00 P. M. MARSHFIELD- GOLD BEACH Stage, Fare $6.75 Leaves Marshfield: 8:00 A. M.—Coquille: 9:00 A. M.—Bandon: 1:00 P. M.—Langlois: 1:40 P. M.—Port Orford: 2:30 P. M. Leaves Gold Beach: 7:00 A. M.—Northbound GOLD BEACH-BROOKINGS STAGE, Fare $5.00 Leaves Gold Beach, Southbound—Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays—7:00 A. M. Leaves Brookings, Northbound—Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays—12:00 M. MARSHFIELD, COQUILLE, MYRTLE POINT, AND ROSEBURG STAGE will be in operation about April 15, or May 1st, owing to road conditions. COQUILLE-BANDON STAGE will be in operation about May 1st, owing to road conditions COAST AUTO LINES, Coquille, Oregon Geo. W. Bryant, Mgr. Phone 70 HOLY’S CIGAR STAND Soft Drinks, Candies, Cigars and Tobacco Coquille Oregon J. L. HOLYCROSS, Prop. + + + + + + • •+ + She took my hand in sheltered nooks, She took my candy and my books, She took that lustrous wrap of fur, She took those gloves I bought for her. She took my words of love and care, She took my flowers, rich and rare, She took my ring with tender smile, She took my time for quite a while. She took my kisses, maid so shy— (She took, I must confess, my eye) — She took whatever I would buy, And then she took another guy. u “Say! doesn’t that girl look like Helen Brown?” “Yes, but she looks worse in white.” When somethin happens here in Coquille about which you would like to write to a distant friend, but cannot find the time, remember that The Sentinel is just Like A Letter From Home and it doesn’t cost any more to send it to your friend than the paper and postage for a weekly letter, and it contains many things that would interest him which you might not remember if you wrote. Catherine Hersey ’18 Telephone 107R Teacher of Glass China Decoration in all branches. Oils, Water Colors and the Crafts Materials Firing Coquille Needs You, Students of Coquille High It needs the invigorating influence of your constructive ideas, your modern viewpoint, your fresh enthusiasm. And when you have finished your courses in higher institutions of learning ou will be welcomed to the business, social and intellectual life of the community. You are to be the leaders in coming years. You can make our city one of the most progressive, cleanest and best in the state or the nation. Or you can neglect it, permit it to drudge along, while you bestow your talents on some virgin field which did not assist you in your youth. The Coquille Commercial Club endeavors to advance the material, physical and moral conditions of this city. Your assistance would be welcome now. Through the organization of a Junior Commercial Club in the High School you would come in touch with the city’s activities, centering in the Commercial Club; with its vital needs; its ambitions and ideals. The possibilities for progress through the organization of a Junior Commercial Club are unlimited. Will you not, Students of Coquille High, assist in forming such a club? The Coouille Commercial Club meets Wednesday evening of each week at the City Hall, at eight o’clock, and every citizen of Coquille and vicinity, or visitor, is heartily welcome. I I • I I Gardner’s Garage C. W. GARDNER, Prop. Machine Shop and Garage Heavy Machine Work Oxy-Acetylene Welding We Guarantee Our Work and If It Isn’t Right, We Make It Right Genuine Ford Parts in Stock at Genuine Ford Prices Cylinder Oils Come and See Us at Coquille Oregon Phone 46 W, H. Schroeder Son Jewelers Established 1905 Watchmaking Engraving Jewelry Mfg. Coquille Oregon If your Grocery Bill Is Too Big See Dunham’s Of Course People’s Market Beef, Pork, Veal, Mutton, Poultry, Fish, Hams, Bacon and Lard ALWAYS THE BEST OBTAINABLE Courteous Treatment Your Ideal Meating Place J. L. Stevens The Busy Corner I Grocery Fancy and Staple Groceries Feed, Seed and Flour Wholesale and Retail No order too large to be promptly filled No order too small to receive careful attention Quality Goods Best Possible Prices Prompt Service We guarantee Satisfaction or money cheerfully refunded. Call 69 We have two phones Something Better Cream o’ Coos Ice Cream Makes healthy children Good for grownups, too O.T. Nelson Fresh and Salt Meat and Poultry Mfg. by Coquille Ice Co. Geo. R. Johnson, Prop. Front Street Phone 73 Coquille Oregon There is a certain long-suffering father whose nerves sometimes give way under questions from his talkative eight-year-old son. “Dad, am I made of dust?” asked the youngster, just as the old man settled down for a perusal of his newspaper. “I think not,” responded the unhappy parent, “otherwise you would dry up once in a while.” j j j Miss Haven: “Why do they call a ship she?” Les Wilson: “Because it costs so much for her riggin’.” ! S. D. PULFORD Attorney at Law Coquille, Ore. 1____________________ BERG MORGAN Attorneys at Law Farmers Merchants Bank Building Liberty Theatre Our Sincere Intent Is All For Your Delight Good Pictures—No Better Anywhere Mrs. Perrott at the Organ Life would surely be a sordid thing without recreation and entertainment. Spend your idle evenings with us and you will feel better for it. The true Coquille spirit:—“Always tickle those that tickle you.” So long as you are living here boost for the old town and everybody in it; tell the world there is no better anywhere. C. A. GAGE, Proprieter. V-. - V - ■ I • = ir •-' - - ‘ ■ ■■■ ■■ r- � v :. • y yr ‘ . ,x.;, .; • ..,- Af wSaiSss i -£ $? , ' . -'• • • g v I' rag T-V £ ■ ... 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