Crawfordsville High School - Athenian Yearbook (Crawfordsville, IN)

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aaamcnmn Senior Band Fifty-six talented musicians compose the Band this year. A new arrange- ment 1n the schedule made possible a longer rehearsal period and necessarily a better band. The library is under the care of Francis Holroyd. HUnder the baton of Drum Major Carl Dellotf, thc band displayed its ability to march and has learned to perform the C formation well. As a concert organization, the band is among the best in its class. A concert was given on the afternoon of March 19, and the following program presented: ' ' On the Mall ' '-March. Fountain of Youth ' '-Overture. Flute Solo-Minnie Mildred Knight. Peter Schmoll ' '-Overture. Oboe Solo-Charles Moyer. ' ' Shrine of Liberty ' '-March. Cornet Solo-Leslie Gilkey, The Stars and Stripes Foreveru-March. The Vanished Army -March. The Band and Orchestra each played concerts for the Parent-Teachers' Association convention March 2-1. A lirass Quartette, composed of VVilliam Bennett, George Norman, Sherman Tomlinson and Leslie Gilkey played for the State Teachers Association at Indianapolis last fall. Senior Orchestra The orchestra, though not having as many members from last year as the band, made marked progress. Under the direction of Mr. Gremelspacher, assisted by Concertmistress, Margaret Everson, it has been developed into a group worthy of notice. Those who played in the orchestra for the opera, The Pirates of Penzance , performed very well the parts played by professional musicians, and earned all the credit they received. The program for the orchestra concert included Mozart's 4'Piano Concerton played by Miss Barbara Booe, with orchestra accompaniment, besides solo and ensemble numbers. Music in the Elementary Schools Last year the violin classes from all of the elementary schools of the city combined for a concert at the High School Auditorium. This year, a band also, will be made up of the wind instrument classes from the elementary schools. Since the beginning of the instrumental music in the grade schools three years ago by Mr. Munger, the interest and enthusiasm shown by the parents and pupils has been indicative of the favor with which the classes have been accepted in the elementary schools. The general music classes of the seventh and eighth grades, since they combined into larger groups, have done some excellent work in chorus numbers and find a great deal more pleasure in singing in larger, rather than smaller groups, since the groups are not selected voices. Pane Sixty-one 3

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me Amcnmn Cold Cocoanuts CThis story placed first in the short story contest conducted by the Athenian. Judges for the contest were Dean Kendall and Professor Osborne, of Wabash College, and Mrs. VValter Linn.D One evening little,Black Sambo had ridden to the corner chain store ot' the jungle to buy some Cocoanut Play chewing tobacco for his father, the elephant driver. He had lingered a while watching the old timers at their checker gametand it was now dark. He stayed a while longer waiting for his two old friends, Amos and Andy, the local cannibal chiefs, hoping they would escort him home through the deep dark jungle. They didn't turn up so he hopped on his bike and started for home. After an hour 's pedaling over winding jungle trails, he reached the deepest and darkest part of the jungle where the biggest and most ferocious of the jungle beasts lurked. He was traveling slowly over a difficult stretch of trail thickly overhung by large vines, which gave a mysterious appearance to the jungle, when he thought he heard the pad of a foot on the trail behind him. It was not repeated so he decided it was his imagination aided by the many detective stories he had read lately. After a short while he heard the same sounds again, louder and clearer. This time he knew it was true. Something was following him! He turned in his seat and looked back. There, in the clear light of a full jungle moon, he saw a lion, twelve feet long and six feet high, leaping over a palm tree. Owak! said the Little Black 'Sambo and bent over the handlebars. He rode faster than he had ridden in the African Olympics' -seven-day bike race. His whirling spokes, which sounded like a great siren, echoed through the forest and mingled with the lions' hair-elevating roars. These noises soon attracted a large, enthusiastic audience. Monkeys shrieked, tigers roared, pan- thers screamed, hyenas laughed long and loudly while wild boars could be heard crashing through the underbrush. The lion had gained quite a distance by using a short cut and was right behind Little Black Sambo and still gaining when Little Black Sambo put all his strength into a last minute spurt. His home was just over the next hill. He was pulling away from the lion, who was about to turn back as they neared the clearing, when the front wheel hit a porcupine which had crawled to the middle of the trail for a short nap. Little Black Sambo shot off the seat, into the air, and landed in a banana tree by the side of the trail. Mr. Lion put on the brakes and slid twenty feet down the trail to a stop beneath the tree. Little Black Sambo sat on a branch and looked down into the great, luminous eye of the king of beasts and quivered. From the lion 's actions he knew that it would stay there until he came down, so Little Black Sambo prepared himself for a stay in the tree top and slow starvation. He could not eat the green bananas. Suddenly the lion made a fatal mistake. Evidently he was bothered by the still spinning wheels of the wrecked bicycle and, after roaring at it, he gave it a swipe with his paw that sent it whirling over the forest and into the sluggish waters of the Congo River. This act changed Little Black Sambo's fear to anger. He had loved that bicycle better than any of his other possessions. Santa Claus had brought it to him. Cold anger suffused him, he gave the lion an icy stare that made it wish it were miles away from that banana tree. Page Sixty two 1

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