DeLand Township High School - Delanois Yearbook (DeLand, IL)

Text from Pages 1 - 106 of the 1920 volume:

The DE LANOIS PUBLISHED BY OLe SENIOR CLASS OF THE DELAND TOWNSHIP HIGH SCHOOL VOLUME II DELAND. ILLINOIS MAY 1920 Printed by Tbe Tribune, DeLand, Illinois JHtss darolme Ruling Our Friend and Teacher We Lovingly Dedicate the Second Volume of The DeLanois Foreword It was to be expected that the success attained and the praise merited by the publication of last year s DeLanois, should arouse the ambition of the members of the Class of Nineteen Hundred Twenty to publish a book which should excel the first. Our worthy predecessors, fired with the enthusiasm of a task new to this school, set the example by the publication of a splendid Annual. We have endeavored to maintain that standard. How well we have succeeded, we leave to the judgment of the reader. Joyfully was the work begun and in spite of delays and disappoint- ments, we have come to the end with happy hearts and a feeling of satis- faction which others tell us is natural to youthful workers. We have done our best. Do not read with too critical an eye and do not forget that polished excellence of thot and phrase come only with age and practice. Hoping that each reader will be indulgent with our weaknesses and enthusiatic over the good things in our book, we turn it over to those whose judgment must be final. THE DE LANOIS STAFF OTe DELANOIS STAFF Editor in Chief Assistant Editor in Chief — Business Manager Assistant Business Manager Junior Class Editor Sophomore Class Editor Freshman Class Editor Society Editor Jokes Athletics Dramatics John Frye _ Donald Souders Elva Conner __ Holdo Riggins __ Geneva Porter _ Gladys Conner ..Francis Sparrow Fay Adams Richard Haggard Ray Bartley Lora Briggs OUR MEW BUILDIMG O ' 1 °‘ the thins h« Cla,. of 1920 will always regret I. the “ S m ' mb S C n0t h ' ■« P ' “— of being student, i„ lh . new bu.ld.„g now .being erected (or D T . H s For ycars young paop|e of .b„ hayc been looking forward ,o the time when fbi, would pass from the realm of probab . |ity , o tha( of (act w . th wpA progressing nicely there is no reason to doubt that the Class of 1921 will ave the honor of being the firs, graduate frotn the new school house and •ha, the Class of 1925 will be the firs, to pas. ,„„r years o, study therein. With ample space and splendid equipment, the new home offers 8 re„er opportunities for study and development. These are the heritage Of the Casses ye, to come. W. have enjoyed the year, .pen, as students Igh school and we earnestly „i,h ,„ r succeeding classes an even greater pleasure than has been ours. ere s to High School! dear old High School! Do we love it? Yes! Yes! Yes! Here’s to students, past and future, Here’s to you D. T. H. S. BOARD OF EDUCATION J. H. DRESBACK M. F. McMILLEN W. E. LEISCHNER President C. H. PORTER PRIN. WILLIAM O. JONES SCI ENCE M. CAROLINE BOLING, B. E. Illinois State Normal University I. S. N. U. Teackers’ College Household Science and Biology MARY NELDA LAMB Illinois State Normal University University of Illinois English and Latin STAFFORD LANE SIMER Millikin University University of Illinois Mathematics and Athletics PAULINE CAROLYN STONE Milliken UniVersity Illinois Women’s College History and Music T. WHEELER LAFFERTY Lombard College University of Illinois Agriculture HARRY F. MERRY, B. Mus. Lincoln College Orchestra and Band A PARODY Young Richard Haggard (may his tribe increase), Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight of his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom. An angel writing in a book of gold : Being a Senior had made young Haggard bold, And to the presence in the room, he said, “What writest thou?” The vision raised its head, And, with a look made all of sweet features, Answered, ‘The names of those who love their teachers.” “And is mine one?” asked Richard. “Nay not so,” Replied the angel. Dick spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, “I pray you, then. Have mercy on me, fellowmen.” SENIOR CLASS HISTORY There is a time in everyone ' s life when the days of old come back to him and he sees himself among his childhood friends, back in his younger days. In such circumstances 1 find myself this morning as 1 sit here in my study free from the worry and work of the office. 1 see the days when I with twelve others entered DeLand High. 1 see that the freshies of the year 1916-17, can bear flings of the upper class- men. 1 see numerous things pass before my eyes that would make a printer turn every color of the rainbow and then more if he had to print them all. The time passes on and I see the Class of 20 come to school in the fall of 1917, with the loss of two members, Charles Prine to the farm, and Cecil Mansfied to the service of Uncle Sam, but Lodge is kind and sends us Ray Bartley as another member. My! and what’s this! An orchestra? 1 believe it is and if there aren’t three of our classmates there in. The class of ’20 sure is great. The time moves fast and another term rolls around and I see Frye and Riggins come from Lodge to join our class. My! I can really hear the noise that bunch of Juniors are making. And what s this? Ballgames, amuse- ments of all sorts, receptions, and everything. And here is time moving again. 1 believe it waits for no man or woman either. 1 see the Class of ’20 enter the DeLand Township High School for its last year, but with the loss of Marie McBride to Bloomington, Cleo Wisegarver to Champaign, Berlie Hart to Bement and Merle Berry to the list of quituates. And this — it is the Jones Chautauqua under the management of the Senior Class for the benefit of the Annual. Here’s the High School play, the Senior Sandwich Sale, the Oratorical Contest in which I see Elva and myself taking part. But ah — Time does not wait for me to take in everything. Here comes the 1920 DeLanios, Class Day, and Commencement. And here the vision fades. Oh if 1 only could follow every mem- ber of that class throughout the life that stretches ahead, but it can’t be done. We are separated, and the day for regathering will have to come later on. DONALD K. SOUDERS, ’20 M. FAY ADAMS There is nothing so kindly as kindness. Nothing so royal as Truth. CLARA L. ANDERSON Adapt thyself to the things with which thy lot has been cast. RAY NEWTON BARTLEY Be not simply good — be good for something. LORA KATHRYN ERIGGS If your name is to live at all, much more to have it live in people’s hearts than only in their brains. ELVA M. CONNER I’ll not confer with sorrow Till tomorrow; But joy shall have her way This very day. WALLACE JOHN FRYE I should say the happiest man is he who can link the end of life with its commencement. ERSIE DIEGEL DEWEES All her thoughts as fair within her eyes, As bottom agates seen to wave and float In crystal currents of clear morning seas. RICHARD CLIFTON HAGGARD IRWIN HOLDO RIGGINS Never depend upon your genius; if you have talent, industry will improve it; if you have none, industry will supply the deficiency. DONALD KEITH SOUDERS ' Tis education forms the common mind; Just as the twig is bent, the tree’s inclined. CLASS PROPHECY Twenty Years Hence. The rush and roar of traffic, the cries of newsboys, the clang of the elevated, the chirp of the friendly sparrow on the windo w ledge — these were the things that came to my ear as 1 gazed dreamily across the room, for even a newspaper cynic of the Chicago Tribune may dream if she can forget herself and her work for a sufficiently long time. “Too hot to work, 1 murmured to the stack of manuscripts on the desk before me; “let me see, this is May 28, 1940; how old 1 am getting! May 28, where have 1 heard that date before? “ 1 stared hard at the cal- endar for some seconds and then • “Why May 28, was Commencement Day when I graduated from High School. How strange! Twenty years ago! Wonder what the rest of them are all doing at this minute? 1 reached for the freshly printed newspaper and began to scan the movie advertisements. “1 think Elva plays tonight. Yes, here it is. ‘Madame Ziegfeld at the Follies in Taming Wild Women. Her popularity does not seem to have waned. She was at Hallywood, California playing for the Paramont, when she chose. But then Hallywood and Chicago are a long way apart and anyway — The door opened and the bell-boy announced a caller. “Show her in, 1 said and frowned. Why did people always in- terrupt when I was in the midst of a happy dream? 1 turned in my chair and there stood the cause of my interruption — not a saleswoman, or a fel- low-reporter, but Madame Ziegfeld (otherwise Elva), herself. When we had gone through the usual ceremony and had expressed our feelings sat- isfactorily, I told her of my discovery on the calendar. “Why how interesting! she exclaimed, “That was centuries ago! Have you heard from any of them lately? “Yes I received a letter from Clara last week. She likes vaude- ville quite well. She’s a ballet dancer on Broadway, you know. And 1 supposed you have heard about Don? “Don? No, 1 haven’t heard a thing. What about him? 1 reached for a late paper and showed her the article about a band of Socialists that had been captured. “The leader of the party, ” it read, “is a tall Bolshevic-looking person with long hair and a sardonic laugh. He goes by the name of Souders, and is reported by the police to be a bad lot. He will probably be transported to Russia without further delay.” When Elva had recovered I asked her about Dick. “I heard he had entered the priesthood, but that was many years ago. ■ “Dick is “Why haven’t you read about him?” she exclaimed, bishop of the largest Catholic diocese in California.” This news had a strange effect on me. Verily this is a queer world. “What do you know about Holdo?” Elva asked presently. “Oh, he’s getting along fine.” 1 picked up my morning Tribune. “Quite a sensation was stirred up in the House when the member from Missouri, Riggins by name, delivered a convincing address in favor of Wo- man’s Eligibility to the Presidency. All agreed that although they could not see the depths of his meaning all the way through, his delivery was splen- did.” “Isn’t that just like Holdo?” I remarked. “What do you know of Ray?” “Oh, Ray is quite a success as a lion-tamer.” “A lion-tamer!” 1 exclaimed. “What for?” “Oh, he’s in the employment of the Chaney-Sparrow circus. And oh yes, 1 received a letter from Faye just before I left Hallywood. She had a position as governess of the Japanese Ambassador in Washington.” “That’s an ideal job for Faye,” 1 replied. “Now I believe that is all except Gerald and John. Poor John.” Yes it is a shame. Whoever thought it of him? He was about the strongest minded member of the class. Couldn’t we go and see him this afternoon?” 1 arranged my work so that at three o’clock we boarded the bus. After a few minutes ride we were at the edge of the real country and speed- ing toward the Home for the Feeble-minded. Mr. and Mrs. Dewees were in charge of the Institution, and as we approached our thoughts turned toward them. I haven t seen Gerald and Ersie for years,” remarked Elva, “have they changed much?” “Not in the least. Gerald has made Ersie’ s happiness his life work. He didn’t care to take up this work as Superintendent of the Institution, but Ersie wished it and that decided the matter as usual.” “And this about John,” inquired Elva. “How did it all happen? I never did hear the details.” There isn’t much to tell,” 1 said. “He was making quite a success in his scientific research for microbes. You know he was always interested in them.” Elva nodded gravely. “Well, he simply went crazy over microbes. No one can do anything for him. The physicians have given him up.” By this time we were at the entrance of the building, and upon in- quiry we were informed that the Dewees’ were absent for the day. But would we care to be showed around the building? We expressed our de- sire to see John Frye, insane over microbes, and were immediately conducted to the third floor. “Third cell to the right,” said our guide and he left us, and we ap- proached the cell of our former classmate. John occupied a padded cell, and was pacing the floor and muttering to himself. We spoke to him, but all we received from him was a vacant look and a muttered “How do you get that way.” We watched in silence for a few minutes and then started to leave. He stared after us uncomprehendingly and cried out with a reckless maniac laugh, “You tell ’em.” That laugh! It still rings in my ears, awful in its madness, and its proof of a life wasted. “Oh why can’t we always stay young?” cried Elva, as we left the in- stitution. “Why indeed! But the years roll on. Time waits for no man.” LORA K. BRIGGS ’20. IN ENGLISH III. Miss Lamb — “What was the circuit rider?” Lois — “He was a man who rode around tracts of land for people.” IN ENGLISH IV Miss Lamb — “What is affectation?” Holdo — “Love for one another.” I wonder what Elva Conner was thinking about the other Sunday. She spent the entire time the minister was talking, reading the matrimonial service in the back of the Church Hymnal. “I hear the Senior Class has a monkey in their midst.” “How’s that?” “Why they say Lora Briggs climbs trees when she’s at home.” Just as we begin to think we can make both ends meet, somebody moves the ends — CLASS WILL We, The Class of 1920, of the DeLand Township High School, be- ing in possession of sound minds and unimpaired memories, and inspired by vague whisperings of our future destiny, do make and publish this our last will and testament, thereby revoking and declaring null and void all former wills under our hand and seal heretofore made; To the Public at large, we bequeath the honor of holding us in their memory as the last, but by no means the smallest class to graduate from the old high school building. To our old and long-cherished H. S. building, we give and bequeath all the wealth of love and blessings that she may stand in need of. To the present faculty, we bequeath our heartfelt sympathy in their sad loss of such an enjoyable and intellectual class. To the Juniors, we cheerfully bequeath our art of bluffing, our sur- plus credits, our good looks, and the honor of being the first class to graduate from the new high school building. To the Sophomores, we bequeath our ardent hopes and sincere wishes for their great future success with the least possible amount of mental or manual labor expended on their part (this includes the entire class). Now after many tiresome hours of serious consideration and unneces- sary contemplation, we bequeath to the Freshman Class our best wishes for a world-wide reputation by the time they graduate from D. T. H. S. We hereby also will to them our excellent standing with the faculty. In addition to the foregoing we now have a few personal bequests to make: Richard Haggard leaves to Karl Mansfield all his left-over political arguments with Miss Lamb together with his inexhaustible supply of wit and oratory to be used in connection with the before mentioned arguments. Fay Adams bequests to Eva Barnes her dramatic ability. Ray Bartley bequests to John Huisinga his popularity at program dances Gerald Dewees leaves to Brent Cox his chemical ability and mathe- matical skill. John Frye to Frank McMillen his application for a license to join the Dairyman’s Union. (We hope Frank gets the license). Elva Conner leaves to Esther Robinson her unusual quietness togeth- er with her unequaled bashfulness- Elva loaned the latter to Lora and it has not been returned. The legatee must assume the task of its recovery. All the vast fund of information collected by the class in connection with their study of Civics having been placed in Clara Anderson’s note book for safe keeping is hereby willed to next year’s class. As to the quantity and value of this bequest, we direct the legatees to Miss Stone. Clara also bequests to Geneva Porter her sunny disposition and her knowledge of English. Holdo Riggins leaves his good behavior in the classroom to any un- derclassman who may be in dire need of such assistance. Donald Souders bequests his old shoes and his bass horn to any of next year’s Freshies who may be able to properly manipulate them. Lora Briggs leaves to Bernice Trimby her ability to write love let- ters and cause no ill-feeling therefrom. Besides the above named gifts we will and bequeath to all, not of necessity, but of our own free will, our blessing and our pledge of friend- ship henceforth. All the rest and residue of our property, saying nothing of the amount to be thus disposed of ( after paying our debts and funeral expenses) we leave o Prof. Staffard Lane Simer, our most intimate friend and instructor in Mathematics, for his own individual use and benefit exclusively. We do hereby severally and jointly appoint Mr. Wheeler Lafferty as executor of this our last will and testament and caution him to use care and discretion in carrying out all its various items. In witness wherof we have hereto set our hands and seal this twenty- eighth day of May in the year of our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty. RIGGINS DICK JOHN BARTLEY BRIGGS ADAMS DEWEES ELVA SOUDERS CLARA Father Son, 1 hearn tell as how you was married. Is you? ' Son — “I ain’t saying I ain ' t. Father “I ain’t asking you is you ain’t, I asked you ain’t you is. Judge “Little girl, was your father under the influence of liquor when your mother hit him with a broom? Little Girl — “No sir, he was under the kitchen table. SALUTATORY Ladies, Gentlemen, Members of the Faculty, and Fellow-School- mates: The Class of 1920 hereby extends to you a most cordial welcome to the exercises of the present evening. Tonight we have reached the goal for which we have been striving for the last four years. These have been very short years. We must enter upon the great task before us. Many of you term this the graduation, but it really is not that; it is the opposite. This is our commencement. To- morrow we enter a new field, one that has never been tried before by any of us. We are now ready to leave this past and go forth into the world as citizens of the great republic, the United States of America. We go forth to this great task as fellow-men, willing to face the dangers and trials that may come before us in the future. The task in front of us is one offered by our great mother. Nature. The gains that are to be made by those who are battling the cause are to be made by the use of brains and not brawn. To the man who possesses the knowledge that is required, will be given the spoils of battle. We are now ready to leave this school as graduates and will be classed as alumni, and placed together with those who have gone before us. Altho we have passed the limits that are offered by this school, it still gives us great pleasure to think that we may in the future review in memory the lessons that so far have been beneficial to us. We, as a class, have reached the dividing line where we must separate and each must go his way. If we ever become downhearted and most our friends forsake us, may there be no broken link in the chain that binds us together, that might bring complete separation to the class of 1920; for in truth we are but a great family that has reached the point where the members must go his own way and look after his own welfare. Only a few hours are left in which we may be classed as school-mates in the DeLand Township High School. Before the closing scene we wish to extend to you, the patrons and friends of our school, a hearty welcome to the exercises of the evening. Our work as students in this school, is finished, yet we ask, my good friends, that tonight may be the brightest and the happiest of our four years. Let us all join in that which follows with all the vim and spirit that can be had and enjoy the work to the best of our ability. For, be it remem- bered, that we, the class of 1920, must have the power to withstand the taunts of many so as to be able to enjoy the plaudits of our fellow-schoolmates. To such a representation of the spirit of this year’s class, the class of 1920 hereby bids you welcome. DONAL D K. SOUDERS, ’20. VALEDICTORY Friends and Fellow Schoolmates: — Another four years has fled be- yond our reach, four years that will be pleasant to recall. Although these four years have been crowded with happenings, the events of our last few school days will be the ones that will leave the deepest impressions upon us. Recalling these incidents will be a source of great pleasure in our later years. While we enjoy recalling these occurrences, we realize that our real purpose in school has been one of a loftier character. We are passing from school life into Life’s school. Each and every one of us has hi s own work assigned him. Our country is in a tumult. Labor problems of a grave nature are facing the leaders of to-day. The working men have been going on strikes which threaten the well-being of the United States. A nation-wide strike to-day would mean starvation to many in the cities within a few days Again, the Mexican situation is one that is puzzling the citizens of this country. We are facing a war with Mexico as a result of the insults she has heaped upon us. The foreign outlook is at- tracting a great deal of attention at present. There is general unrest in the countries across the sea and it is probable that we will become involved. Another of our great problems is that of the immigrant. Foreigners who have no idea of becoming citizens and who are spreading vicious propaganda are causing a great deal of trouble. There is only one remedy for these troubles the schools. The schools of the United States must graduate such boys and girls as can see these troubles and find the remedy for them. We are the graduates of one of the many schools, but this does not mean that we have no work to do. We must do our share. We are going forward with our suggestions and have a hand in the righting of these troubles. As we leave this school we are proud to say that we shall be the last but not the least to graduate from the old building. The beautiful new building is well under way, and the class of ’21 will have the honor of being the first to graduate from it. The future classes will be able to enjoy a great many advantages which have been denied us, but they cannot appreciate this any more than does the class of 20. The possession of the new building should inspire them to greater things than we even hoped for. For the faculty of the D. T. H. S., we hold the very highest regard. Their diligenece and patience, we gratefully acknowledge. To the Board of Education, who have made possible this excellent course, we are very grateful. For our parents and friends, who were primarily responsible for our attendance in high school, we hold an ever growing regard. Perhaps our early education was forced upon us by our parents and only to-day do we begin to realize its great value. Classmates, as we part, let us resolve that no task shall be too great nor no work too hard to be accomplished. Let us make ourselves such men and women that the D. T. H. S. will be proud to call us her own. With the spirit of loyalty and determination in our hearts, we now bid one another farewell. WALLACE JOHN FRYE, ’20 A POEM By L. K. B. Tell me not, O bygone classes. School life is an angel’s dream; For the student works who passes; Lessons are not what they seem. Life is real, life is earnest. Scholarship is not my goal; “Study thou, now and forever,” Was not spoken to my soul. On the High School field of battle. We have had our taste of life; Often made the book shelves rattle With our midnight cramming strife. Tasks seem long, yet school days fleeting. And we’ve all seemed brave and gay; Though our hearts, like drums were beating, On examination day. Lists of graduates oft remind us We can win diplomas too; And departing leave behind us Proof of all we ' ve tried to do. Records that perhaps the classes Coming after us may find; Gleaming thoughts which truth surpasses. From the words we leave behind. Let us then be up and speaking, Let our futures lie in wait; Welcome friends, some pleasure seeking, Come and see us graduate! — Apologies to H. W. Longfellow. D. T. H. S. ALPHABET WITH ILLUSTRATIONS A. Attention — a superfluous phenomenon unknown to the Sopho- more Class. B. Book Reports — a pet hobby of Miss Lamb and an affliction plac- ed on all English Classes. C. Co-education something of which Frank McMillen disapproves. D. Dignity — a Senior characteristic. E. Energy — the stuff of which D. T. H. S. is made. F. Flunk a word derived from the Latin verb flunko, its principal parts being, “flunko, flunkere, faculti, fixus. G. Good English — another piece of foolishness used only in classes. H. Harmony an ironical appellation of one of Miss Stone’s classes. I. Illinois Central R. R. it has the goodness of heart to arouse our Lodge students at 4:00 a. m. every morning. J. Junior — a conceited person who doesn’t know enough to be a Senior. K Key serves the same purpose to the Bookkeeping Class that a life-belt does to a drowning man. L. Laboratory — a Physics classroom monopolized by the Ag Class. M. Money — a thing of which the business manager dreams. or Moustache — a queer growth afflicting the upper labials of Essel and Holdo. N. Nothing — a weighty substance which occupies some people’s minds. O. Office that bourne from which no Freshman returns without turning over a new leaf. P. Peace — that which reigns supreme in the Solid Geometry Class. Q. Question (Ask Eva for a definition, we Seniors aren’t guilty.) R. Report Cards little pieces of cardboard that Mr. Jones sends out each month to keep us from getting conceited. S. Simer — our only titled member The Prince of Sarcasm. T. Theme — a thing which Freshmen fear. Sophomores despise, Juniors tolerate, and Seniors enjoy. U. Unity something that all English teachers understand. V. Verdant — natural condition of all Freshies. W. Work — a disease prevalent among Seniors, not contagious. X. Xylophone — Esther thinks they’re bells. Y. Yellow — a streak found in all underclassmen. Z. Zero — that which fills up space on report cards. JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY When the Freshman class of 1917 entered High School, they were nine in number and the brightness of the day was no brighter than the faces of the subjects. Our Freshman year was full of thrills and exciting incidents, which, were 1 to narrate them in detail would fill a volume, regardess of size. 1 find that several of our girls were well liked by the Senior boys. As I look over our record of the Freshman year 1 find that six members of our class held places in the Orchestra, and that four Freshies had prominent parts in the play, “Claim Allowed. 1 also find that our woik has been above par for a Freshman class of the D. T. H. S. The scenes are shifted and we enter upon Act II of our High School drama. Upon looking at our roster, 1 find that all of last year s class is back again, and one more worthy member has been permitted to join our class making a class of ten. Indeed this is surely a musical class; I see myself and the faces of nine of my classmates either playing in the orchestra or singing in the Glee Clubs. Who was it that Mr. Simer said was the best Geometry class he ever had? Who was it that put on 1. V. E. week? Who was it that the Faculty considered the best class in the High School? Who was it that the Seniors of that year were jealous of? Why it was the Sopho- mores of course. How could you expect anything less from such a class? Once again the scene is changed, and on Sept. 3, 1919, we enter upon Act 111 of our Four Act drama. Upon looking at our class roll, I see that we have lost three members. Partly compensating this loss, one more mem- ber has been permitted to join our class, coming from our rival city. Lodge. She had reached the educational limits of that metropolitan center, and came to get her share of what D. T. H. S. had to offer. Three- fourths of our class are members of the orchestra; several of oui members hold places in the Glee Club. Altho we are the smallest class in the D. T H. S., we are by no means the least in quality and attainments. We had the honor of being the first Freshman class of the DeLand Township High School, and we hope to have the honoT of being the first class to graduate in the new building, now in the course of construction. We are planning a grand informal reception for the Seniors, though at the time of writing, the date had not been set. Each member of the class has been working hard to make our Junior Year one of the most successful of our entire High School career. J. BRENT COX 21 THE JUNIOR CLASS “AN ADVENTURE IN FRIENDSHIP” Junior Short Story “Oh, dear! sighed Jane, “I do wish something exciting would hap- pen. I get so tired of never doing anything really and truly exciting. Here I am in the great big, lonely house with Aunt Miranda, trying to get something pounded into my head every day that 1 don’t want there. Oh, dear! Fm so lonesome. I wish Dad was here. Boo! Hoo! And Jane Gilbert, the bravest girl in all Waynesboro, let herself indulge in a perfectly good crying time. She was a very lonesome and forlorn child (even if she was sixteen) in a strange town living with an even strange aunt (at least Jane thought so.) Aunt Miranda made her waste just “oceans’ of time reading Shakespeare and Milton. And it was wasted upon Jane because she realized no real good from these enlightening authors. Jane had been sent by her father to her Aunt’s to attend school in that town. “There! I guess that’s enough for this time, Jane you silly thing! What if Dad could see you!’’ In this manner Jane scolded herself and it was wise that she did. Bang! Bang! sounded the old-fashioned knocker. “Goodness! Who can that be? I know I must be a perfect sight. ’ With this in mind, Jane rushed to the door to let in the girl (above all others) whom she disliked most Margaret Hayes. She was ’so stiff , ‘a regular bore’, ‘a grandmother, ' and ‘I don’t know what, ' at least this is what Jane often told her Aunt Miranda. “Hello! Janey,’’ Margaret hailed her friend (if she might be called so) 1 came over to see if you wouldn ' t go with me to see Mrs. Phillips for mother. You know, she is that widow who lives all alone in that great big stone house on Washington Avenue. I never go there except when 1 have to, be- cause she is the crossest looking thing you ever saw, or did you ever see her? Well, you must go with me, maybe we can have some fun. I suppose you think this is a poky town, don’t you? But it isn’t half bad after you have lived here for a while,’ and so on and on rattled Margaret. Guess 1 11 like her after all. ’ thought Jane, “she talks about as much as I do and that’s a good sign.” Aloud she said, “Sure, I’ll go. I ' ll be glad to go somewhere that Aunt Miranda will approve of. You know, I went over to that place where there are so many children and I got the dickens! Maybe you don’t know what that is. Oh, I say, isn’t that woman the one that Aunt Miranda never speaks to and doesn’t like at all?” Gee! I never thought of that. She is the very one. Guess you can’t go, can you? You just bet I’m going! Aunt Miranda need never know about it. If she thinks I’m going to stay away from everywhere I want to go, she’s mistaken. Wait just a minute until I get my wraps,” Jane exclaimed, as she dashed upstairs. Some time elapsed before she came downstairs again, so it was about four o’clock when Jane and Margaret got started upon their mission. For a while all was silent; both seemed engaged in their own thoughts but they really were “eyeing” each other from out the corners of their eyes. At last Margaret spoke, “Don’t you think it would be fun it we could get your Aunt Miranda and Mrs. Phillips to be friends? 1 don’t know why they aren’t now, but I suppose its over some silly little thing. What do you •v •• say f Why, that’s just what I was thinking. Isn’t that funny? How shall we do it? Have you an idea? Let’s see. I’ll tell you; let’s tell her to come up to Aunt Miranda’s; that she wants to see her. Do you suppose 1 ought to tell her or shall you?” And so the two girls plotted for the renewal of the friendship be- tween these obstinate women. Mrs. Phillips lived near the edge of town so the plan was complete by the time her home was reached. Margaret stepped boldly upon the porch and rang the doorbell . While waiting for the ring to be answered a whispered consultation was held. “You’d better do it, Janey, she won’t think it so strange.” “Oh, no, you know her better, Margy. Sh! here she comes.” “Good afternoon Margaret. Won ' t you come in?” Jane was very much surprised to see a handsome woman of perhaps fifty years. But Oh! the voice was so cold and harsh. As Jane said afterwards, it was enough to make cold chills run up and down one’s back. “How do you do Mrs. Phillips. This is my friend, Jane Gilbert, a niece of Miss Miranda’s. I came for mother; she wants to know if you will help with the Thanksgiving supper that the Guild is going to give. She said you would know about it but she is to ask the ladies to help her with the cook- ing.” Margaret was quite breathless by this time. “I am always glad to meet your friends, my dear. Tell your mother that 1 shall certainly help her with the supper. You needn’t be in any hurry,” she added as Margaret started to go. “Oh, no, there’s just one thing more. Jane is too bashful to say it, so 1 shall. She came here to ask you to call at her Aunt ' s tonight, she wants you to come,” Margaret cheerfully told a “whopper.” “Why-l-I-ah-rrr-r,” poor lady! She was so dumfounded she could scarcely speak. “Why, 1— I guess I can call this evening about seven-thirty. Thank you girls, for coming way out here.” “Goodbye,” chorused the girls. Oh, goody, now we shall have a good time. You will just have to come over tonight before she comes. 1 do wonder what Aunt Miranda will do. Won’t she be surprised? 1 hope she doesn’t give it away that she didn’t ask Mrs. Phillips to come over. 1 don’t like that woman very well, do you? Ugh! She makes me shiver,” remarked Jane. “Sure I’ll come. I do hope neither of them will be angry.” In the meantime Mrs. Phillips was wondering what had happened. “Why, we haven’t spoken to each other for five years, since that foolish quarrel I I wonder what the matter can be. She surely isn’t sick. Well, well, this does beat all.” After supper that evening, Jane went into the living room to play the piano, never saying a word to her Aunt concerning the expected guest. Soon Margaret came over (by this time two fast friends.) Aunt Miranda came into the room and began to crochet. All was ready for the entrance of the main “actress.” As time wore on, the girls began to grow nervous. Footsteps were heard upon the porch. At last, thought Jane; but no it Weis the milkman. Another age passed. She was beginning to think that Mrs. Phillips wasn’t coming; a whispered conversation was being carried on when Aunt Miranda spoke. “Jane, answer that doorbell! Where are your ears, child? It hay rung three times.” With what doubts in her heart we may never know, Jane answered the ring. Mrs. Phillips came in . Just go on into the living room, Aunt is waiting there.” “Good evening, Mrs. Phillips,” Miss Miranda spoke coldly and look- ed inquiringly the while at this strange guest. “Let’ s go away,” whispered Margaret to Jane, and out of the room they fled. “Good evening! Why-er-your niece and her friend asked me to come over tonight, they said you wished to see me,” just as coldly returns the erstwhile friend. What did you say?” demanded Miss Miianda. The sentence was repeated with further explanation. “Well, well, that child. The idea.” ‘Do you mean to say that you didn’t tell her to ask me?” “I most assuredly do.” I shall go then. What terrible children!” The queries came thick and fast. “Oh, no, you mustn’t. 1 want to tell you something, Myra. I have been sorry every day for that wretched quarrel,” broke out Miss Miranda. And so have I. Oh, I m so glad I came. Let’s be friends Miranda, we are too old to act like this any longer,” and tears streamed down the haughty face of Mrs. Phillips. Margaret and Jane upon passing the door sometime later heard this “What sweet girls Jane and Margaret are!” “Yes aren’t they though? This only goes to prove that women do change their minds. GENEVA PORTER, 21 If you think you are beaten, you are; If you think you dare not, you don’t. If you like to win, but think you can’t. It’s almost a cinch, you won’t. If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost. For out in the world, you’ll find Success begins with a fellow’s will; It’s all in the state of the mind. Full many a race is lost Ere ever a step is run; And many a coward fails Ere ever his work’s begun. Think big, and your deeds will grow; Think small and you’ll fall behind; Think what you can, and you will. It’s all in the state of the mind. If you think you’re outclassed, you are. You’ve got to think high to rise; You’ve got to be sure of yourself before You can ever win a prize. Life’s battles don’t always go To the stronger or faster man: But soon or late, the man who wins Is the fellow who thinks he can. Anonymous. SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY It was one bright September morning, if I remember right That three and thirty freshmen entered High School fresh and bright. Poor little green things trembling from fright, Furnished Sophs, Juniors and Seniors a glorious sight. But amid their sneers and haughty jeers We hurried on hiding our tears. Once in our seats part fear was lost And our dear little hearts were tempest tossed. In Algebra we surpassed them all But part of the class happened to fall Whether or not this was caused by the “f lu” That’s the excuse we ll give to you. That we went through eight grades in the dark It what Mr. Simer told us — Hark! But nevertheless some few did shine In the Orchestra, Glee Club, and all that line. In Basket Ball we were ahead Because of Ivan, Harold and Ted. But through all these troubles and trials We left old High School all smiles. We had done pretty well we thought As well as any freshmen ought. Although we lost part of our class We still have left a goodly mass. Again we enter DeLand High And as Sophs we’re willing to try. We have lost all dread and fear So of us in the future you’re bound to hear. To High School parties each month we’ve gone But still our faces are bright ( ? ? ) at dawn. In the Orchestra and band we still shine And on our faces are looks divine. We featured in the High School play In which, we were the brightest ray. We still get many callings down But can we help it, if we act the clown? We have to take long spelling lessons Though these may prove to be good blessings. But if the days are still sunny and bright We’ll try, this year, to get through in the ‘light. GLADYS M. CONNER. LITTLE FRESHMAN ANNIE” Sophomore Short Story Little insignificant Annie Durham, the rector’s daughter, sat in the large assembly of the Amboy High School, wistfully viewing separate groups of students gathered in choice parts of the room. They were talking in animated whispers, and Annie, having the feel- ing of being left out in the cold, felt a little resentment, for she knew about what they were talking. The long-talked-of game between the girls basket ball teams of the Amboy and Sterling High Schools, was to be played the fol- lowing week. Annie had always wanted to be on the team, but being a “Freshman” could not. Once she substituted for Helen Fields as left guard, and oh, she felt proud. It was such fun and ever since she had practiced al- most daily at home with Bob, her brother, until she was, as he declared, “a crack shot.” If only Helen would not be able to play Friday, thought Annie, and then immediately she pinched herself for even wishing such a thing, for Annie was a conscientious little body and did not wish anyone ill fortune. But the thought grew and grew until Annie, for she coud not banish the thought hard as she tried, seemed to feel that she and no noe else was going to be left guard. Time and again she practiced at home, until the night before the big day; then everything seemed lost to little Freshman Annie. The next morning dawned clear and bright, an ideal start for such a great day. Annie was feeling downhearted and crestfallen. “Well, Sis, today’s the great day. Are you going to be left guard?” teased Bob. ”1 don’t think I shall go at all,” answered Annie, turning swiftly aside to hide the approaching tears. “Not go!” exclaimed Bob, “Why that’s not the way to do, after crossing the bridge, to turn around and go back over it. Rex Reine says that the Freshmen are to usher. Why when I was a Freshman we fellows didn’t even get to do that; we just had to stand first on one leg and then the other, and even when we yelled and gave cheers, the others always drowned us out. So cheer up, Sis, and your time will come. I’ll be round for you about two. So long.” So saying. Bob turned and proceeded on his way to his father s study. Annie, somewhat cheered by her brother who was a Senior, began to make preparations to go to the game. At two o ' clock, true to his word. Bob was at the front gate, and when Annie came skipping out, her own cheery self again, Bob thought there never was a sister of whom to be more proud. He helped her into the car and soon they were speedily wending their way to the ball grounds. Never again did Annie resent the fact that she was not going to be left guard. Her pride in her school and the sight of her friends made her glad that she did not stay at home. At last the game begins and the teams take their places. There is a breathless pause, then — some how the Amboy team seems to be unusually slow. Now one score is lost. What is the matter with Dorothy Sievers, the center? What can be the matter? Amboy has lost six points. These thoughts tumbled themselves into little Annie’s mind. “If someone would only cheer them and — what did the umpire blow his whistle for then? “Dorothy has fallen and sprained her ankle, no it ' s — it’s Helen.” Without think- ing of anything except that her friend was hurt, Annie rushed to her side. She was just aiding in bandaging the wounded foot when she heard her name called. Looking up, Annie preceived Mr. Thrall, the principal, coming towards her with a look of anxiety on his face. Wondering what he wanted Annie waited his approach. “Since Helen will not be able to play, we need a left guard badly. Will you substitute for Miss Helen? We shall lose the game if you won t. Astounded, Annie could not speak, but simply nodded her head in assent. During the few moments left, Annie made preparations to play and was ready to play when the whistle was blown. She joined the rest of the team with a cheerful smile and a word of encouragement. “Let’s work, girls,” she said, “with all our might and main.” When the signal was given, the last half of the game started with new life in the Amboy team. They played as they had never played before and Little Annie was glad of her prac- tices with Bob. She seemed just to see the blue and white banner of the Amboy High School, to hear Bob’s voice cheering her on, and the goal. Finally the whistle was blown with a score of fourteen to six in favor of Amboy. Cheers rang from one side to the other and the happiest moments of a certain little girl at the end of that glorious day were when she heard three cheers given for — “Little Freshman Annie!” LENORA GRETHE. A foreigner was taking out his first papers for naturalization. He was given a blank to fill out. When the clerk received the blank, he was surprised to see the first three lines filled out as follows: Name — Isadore Levinsky. Born — Y es. Business — Rotten. Why may a beggar wear a very short coat? Because it may be long before he gets another. Angie Last night 1 dreamed 1 was in heaven.” Pearl — “Did you see me there?” Angie — “Yes, then I knew I was dreaming.” FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY Since the history of the Freshman class is one of the important parts of the Annual, we have been asked to give a brief record of their work and spirit in the school. On the morning of September 1, 1919, ten Freshmen entered High Schocd. Of course we were called green and silly; but what did we care. There is not a student in High School that has ever been ashamed of the name of Freshman. There are four girls and six boys; but this does not mean that the boys run the class. The Freshmen students showed their ability in creat- ing school spirit. Two of them are in the High School Orchestra, and four are in the High School Band. Several of them tried for the Oratorical Con- test given at Monticello, May 14, 1920. But of course they were beaten. One of them was assigned a part in the High School Play, “The Elopement of Ellen.” The Freshman class of 1919-1920, taken as a whole, is an exception. Most of the Freshmen are taking the same course of study. They organized a club in General Science, in which the members of the class take turn about in giving talks prepared by themselves. Also they take turn about in serv- ing refreshments on the second week of each month. This organization proved to be of great value to the class. Of course the Freshman class is the source of a lot of fun. We are told not to get out in the grass for if we did we would get lost. But what do we care. We are looking forward to those who will be the victims next year. And although we are Freshmen, we have mounted the first step of the ladder that is in easy reach of every boy and girl. FRANCIS P. SPARROW, ’23. THE FRESHIES “THE PRIZE ESSAY” Freshie Short Story Marie and Jean were Juniors in college and very good friends. Jean’s parents were wealthy, but Marie’s father was dead and it was only by hard work that she had worked her way through high school and now endeavoring to go through college. Marie and Jean were in many respects very much alike. Both girls stood well in their classes and first and second honors were almost always theirs. As the two girls were walking across the campas Marie remembered that Wednesday, the next day, was the time for a letter from her mother. Marie always looked forward to those letters for they were always cheerful and encouraging. On the next day the letter came, but instead of the bright cheerful letter that Marie had expected, she received a letter from her mother in which she said that the mortgage on heir home was almost due and that she would have to give up their home if she could not raise the money in time. Marie was sad at the thought of losing her home, but she wrote her mother an encouraging letter and set about to see what she could do to help. Besides serving in the dining room, Marie wrote articles for magazines and newspapers. This work required much time and the returns were small. As she was a good student she had to spend a great deal of time on her studies. Marie had almost given up hope of being able to help her mother until in English class one day she saw a way in which she might be able to help. Professor McLaughlin had announced that morning that a prize of one hundred dollars was to be given to the student of the Junior English class who handed to the judges the best essay on “Washington and the Republic. Marie wished to win the prize but she did not tell anyone she wanted to do so. Jean and several other girls were intending to try for the prize, not because they needed the money but because they desired the honor. All the contestants studied and worked hard on their essays but when the papers were handed to the English teacher to be looked over, (before they were handed to the judges) the English teacher told Jean that her essay was much better than the others and that the prize would undoubtedly be given to her. Jean was happy the rest of the day and when she went to bed that night she could not sleep for thinking how she would spend the prize money. Marie soon fell asleep as she was tired, and as she was worried she of- ten talked in her sleep. Marie startled Jean on this particular night by saying “Oh, I must get that prize money. If 1 can it will pay the mortgage. Oh I must. Jean’s first thots were to awaken Marie and ask her about what she said but upon second thought she decided not to. She lay awake thinking of what she had heard and then she quietly got out of bed and slipped down to the English teacher’s office. She took her own essay and tore it into hun- dreds of pieces and carried them back to her room. She destroyed them and then, thinking that the other contestants would not understand and as she did not care to tell what she had heard Marie say, she sat down and wrote an essay, in no respects like the other; but one that she knew could not take the prize when Marie’s essay was also in the race. She took this essay to the English room and put it where her other essay had been. Several days later the essays were handed to the judges, and no one knew except a certain little Junior girl that Jean would stand no chance of winning the prize. It was the day for the winner of the prize to be announced. The audi- torium was crowded. The judge arose to announce the winner and many persons were surprised when Marie, and not Jean, was given the prize. Marie was so glad that she told Jean her wish for winning the prize and why she wanted it. Jean already knew but did not tell Marie how she found out or what she had done. ANGIE ADAMS, ’23 “THE SPECTATOR” SOCIAL AND DRAMATIC Weiner Roast The first social event of the year was a weiner roast on the evening of Occtober second in Gantz’ timber. Most of the High School students were present and everyone received his share of the weiners, marshmallows, olives, and smoke. An all round jolly evening was spent around the fire and the crowd returned to town mostly via Fords, singing “Doggone That Moonlight” and others of equal intelligence. It is to be regretted that this was the only affair of its kind held during the season. Birthday Parties The monthly birthday parties have furnished a great deal of the social life of the school this year. The first of these was a Hallowe’en party held in the basement cf the Methodist Church. The guests had been asked to mask as either ghosts or goblins, but it seemed that the majority of the boys had cold feet, as only one or two of them masked. The girls were all ghosts. The customary Hallowe en stunts were pulled off and the Committee succeed- ed splendidly in making fools of as many of us as possible. The next birth- day party was a Christmas affair held on December thirteenth at the Christian Church. An interesting feature of the evening was a bazaar at which one could obtain almost anything — by paying for it. In spite of the cold weather most of the High School Students attended as well as the Senior class of ’ 1 9 who were our special guests. The January party was held at the home of Miss Lois Cox. The guests were requested to bring bottles in honor of the day, January sixteenth. All enjoyed chocolate from their bottles and Mr. Simer, who carried a very suspicious looking receptacle very graciously regaled us during supper with reminiscences of other times over that same bottle. On the evening of February twenty-first, the climax was reached in a Hard Times party at the home of Miss Minnie Mix. The variety and style of costumes displayed was interesting, to say the least. Delicious refresh- ments of crackers, toothpicks, and water were served and this was followed later by a “real feed.” Everyone departed assuring the hostess and Com- mittee that it had been one of the most enjoyable events of the season. The March-April party was held on April seventeenth at the Methodist Church. Several Seniors were on the Committee and of course the affair was a brilliant success. Chautauqua Festival On the evenings of November 2, 3, 4, 5, the Jones Chautauqua Com- pany of Perry, Iowa, put on a lecture course at the wigwam in the interests of the Senior Class who received one tenth of the season tickets sold. The course was as follows: November 2 — “Facts and Fun of the Crayon ’ — Prof. G. E. Weaver. November 3 — “The Path to Kingly Power” — Dr. H. C. Kleckner. November 4 — “Harp Solos. Harpologues, Readings The Galganos. November 5 — “The Lion and the Mouse — Myrtle Tullar. On the whole, the course was well attended and the Seniors did not regret having put it on. High School Play Unlike the play that was put on last year, the two comedies presented this winter were not produced by the Senior class alone. The dramatis personae was chosen by the “try out” system, from the entire student body and anyone was free to try out for the character he preferred to represent. Much good natured rivalry existed between persons who preferred the same part. Of course it was purely accidental that Gerald and Ersie received the part of the newlyweds; and it certainly was a streak of luck that made Ivan and Bernice the young lovers. The two comedies were presented on the evening of the twentieth of December before a packed house and the Orchestra and Glee Club assisted greatly in making the evening a success. “Box and Cox.” a one act comedy of short duration, was presented first, and was thoroughly enjoyed by all. This was followed by the longer one, “The Elopement of Ellen,” a comedy in thiee acts. The characters acted their parts well and D. T. H. S. was justly proud of them. “THE ELOPEMENT OF ELLEN.” A Farce Comedy in Three Acts. By Marian J. Warren. Cast of Characters Richard Ford, a devoted young husband Gerald Dewees Molly Ford, his wife Ersie Dewees Robert Shepard, Molly’s brother Essel Smith Max Ten Eych, a chum of Robert’s Ivan Trigg June Haverhill, who is doing special investigation for economics courses Elva Conner John Hume, Rector of St. Agnes Francis Sparrow Dorothy March, Max’s fiance Bernice Swartz Act 1 — Morning room at Mrs. Ford’s home at 8:00 a. m. Act II — Corner of Mrs. Ford’s garden at 5:00 a. m. the next day. Act III — Same corner in evening the same day Place Suburb of New York City Time — Summer of 1905. “BOX AND COX ’ A Romance of Real Life By J. Madison Morton. Cast of Characters John Box, a journeyman Printer Theodore Holforty James Cox, a journeyman Hatter Karl Mansfield Mrs. Bouncer, the Landlady Lois Cox pi ace A room in Mrs. Bouncer’s rooming house in London. Box Social On the evening of January twenty-second a box social was put on at the Wigwam by the Senior class. In connection with the selling of the boxes, an interesting program was presented, consisting of several numbers by the Orchestra, a reading by Francis Sparrow a number of selections by the D. T. H. S. male quartet, and some apt stunts by Chaney and Sparrow, professional comedians. This was the first appearance of the male quartet (Frank, Eu- gene, Clifford and Donald) of which we are justly proud. The address by “Reverend” Sparow was impressive and well delivered and his interview with Chaney, the Jew, which followed, marked the climax of the entertainment. A large number of boxes were brought and sold and a pleasant evening was enjoyed by all present. Scottish Program On the morning of March eighth and ninth, a Scottish entertainment was presented to the High School by the Senior class. A number of read- ings and songs were taken from the works of Robert Burns and the victrola records were, for the most part, Lauder records. Biography of Burns John Frye Reading, “Highland Mary” : Elva Conner “Blue Bells of Scotland” and “The Wee Hoose Amang the Heather” on the victrola Faye Adams Reading, “Tam O’Shanter Lora Briggs Scottish Traits and Characteristics Holdo Riggins Victrola, “I Love a Lassie,” “Annie Laurie,” and “John Anderson, My Jo, John” Clara Anderson Scottish Stories Richard Haggard Vocal Solo, “My Heart’s in the Highlands” Donald Souders Reading, “Granny ' s Laddie” Ray Bartley Quartet, “It’s nice to get up in the Morning” Ray, John, Holdo, Donald Vocal Solo, “I Love My Jean” Lois Cox St. Patrick’s Entertainment This program was given on the afternoon of March seventeen by the members of the Junior Class. The selections were all in keeping with the day and proved that, with all their shortcomings, the Seniors of 21 aren’t such a bad lot, after all. Vocal Solo, “Irish Lullaby” Donald Souders Irish Wit and Humor Essel Smith Piano Solo, “Just for the Fun of It” Brent Cox Origin of St. Patrick’s Day Geneva Porter Vocal Solo, “A Little Bit of Heaven” Lois Cox Selections on the Victrola Mable Davis “Mother Machree” “Dear Little Shamrock” Irish Traits and Character Gasena Huisinga Irish Popular Numbers — Violin and ’Cello Duet “Tumble Down Shack in Athlone” Elizabeth and Minnie “When the Sun Sets in Ireland” Elizabeth and Minnie “Coon” Entertainment One morning during January a Southern program was presented to the High School under the direction of Miss Lamb. The entertainment was a success in every way and we found out several things that we had not known before; namely, that we had a quartet of Carusos in our midst, and that ‘Fat’ Sparrow’s leading stunt was being a ‘minister of the gospel.’ Reading in Dialect Elva Conner Selections by the D. T. H. S. Orchestra Reading, “The Possum” Wilma Troxel Quartet, “Kingdom Cornin ' ,” “Nelly Bly,” “Massa’s in the Cold, Cold Ground” Donald, Eugene, Frank, Clifford Ukelele Solo, “Alabama Lullaby” Lois Cox Reading in Dialect Francis Sparrow Victrola Selections, “Carolina Sunshine” Orchestra — Faculty Banquet On the evening of March I 1, 1920, the faculty of the DeLand Town- ship High School, entertained the members of the School Board and their wives. Luncheon was served in the Household Science rooms, at seven o’clock. The tables were prettily decorated in green and white, carrying out St. Patrick’s colors in the place cards of small hand-painted shamrocks. The girls of the Household Science department served. Freshman-Sophomore Party On the evening of May eighth, nineteen hundred twenty, the Sopho- mores and Freshmen forgot their relationship long enough to enjoy a full three hour entertainment of fun and good sport. Adam was continually running off with Jacob’s wife, Rachael, while Eve seemed to find great pleasure in seeking Jacob’s society. Good English and punctuation were forgotten for once, when a test for the speed in composing sentences was performed. It was at this time that “ditto” came into it’s own. An exhibition of some of the finest pigs was also a great feat in the evening’s entertainment. Frank McMillen’s pig was the best one on display and to him was given the blue ribbon. One without a nsme would have been handicapped when refresh- ments were served, for partners were secured by guessing names, the letters of which had been mixed. Apple pie and ice cream were served, and the pie had the honor of being made by a Freshman lad. Above all events of the evening, the Sophomores appreciated the color scheme. The Sophomore colors of purple and white adorned the tables and walls and created a charming effect. This evening was one not soon to be forgotten and it was an eventful time in the careers of all Freshmen and Sophomores. Junior-Senior Reception On the evening of May nineteenth, the Junior-Senior banquet was held at the home of Elizabeth Carter. The color scheme of old rose and green, the Senior class colors, was carried out in all the decorations. A sumptuous four course dinner was served by a cateress and fve girls of the Sophomore class. After the dinner, several interesting toasts were given. Brent Cox, who was toastmaster, introduced the speak- eis and made some very clever remarks about some members of the Faculty and of the Senior Class. We entertain some doubts as to the truth of his statements. In Geneva Porter’s toast to the Seniors we were surprised to learn that as a class we possessed even more virtues than we had thought. The response to this toast was given by Lora Briggs and the Juniors here learned several interesting facts about their futures. Elizabeth Carter s toast to the Faculty was in the form of a clever poem, of which Miss Lamb respond- ed. We have only one fault to find with Miss Lamb’s speech — she asked too many embarrassing questions. After this we were entertained by a violin solo by Minnie Mix and a vocal solo by Lois Cox. The guests departed at a late hour after congratulating the members of the Junior class for being such capital entertainers. HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA AND BAND President Geneva Porter Manager Ivan Trigg. Secretary and Treasurer Essel Smith. The school year 1919-1920 ns the third year of the D. T. H. S. Or- chestra. As might be expected in an organization of this kind, the member- ship is constantly changing. Just at present there are nineteen members. The School Board pays all expenses this year, something which has not been done before a-nd which is highly appreciated by the members of the organiza- tion. The only drawback to the work of the Orchestra has been the lack of violins, but with a class of nine now preparing themselves for the work, we shall soon be a well balanced organization. Since only two members will leave at the end of this semester and a number of new ones enter with the next year’s Freshman Class, we ought to be able to do great things. Each semester sees the ability of the Orchestra to work together greatly advanced. The present members owe much to those who in the beginning held the organ- ization together by their untiring efforts. The first concert of the year was given December twentieth, 1919. This splendid musicale seems to have pleased everyone. Besides furnishing the music for High School plays and entertainments, the Orchestra has played before the Assembly a number of times. On January twenty-third we were asked to play for the Teachers’ Meeting at Monticello. There we gave a thirty minute concert and received a number of pleasing compliments. We gave our second public concert on April eighth, 1920. A large crowd heard the “best concert the Orchestra has ever given.” Much of the success of the Orchestra is due to the director, Harry F. Merry. Through his patience and ability we are able to do our work. In absence Frank McMillen ably takes the directing into his hands (and mouth.) We should not be surprised if some day Frank is one of the leading band di- rectors of the country. Let us all remember that we each have a part in the Orchestra, that its sucess depends upon everyone. In the future we shall strive toward higher things, in our appreciation of music and in our aims in M music. Soon after the second concert, the High School Band was organized. A few members who had not taken part in the Orchestra joined this, and a few were let out because of the kind of instruments played. Their first ap- pearance in public was made at the preliminary contest, April twenty-third. They also acompanied the contestants to the County Contest at Monticello, May I 4. Because of the late date of the organization of the Band, nothing start- ling has been done, but in the future it will work right along with the Orchestra in the activities of the school. GENEVA PORTER, ’21. ROLL CALL SENIORS A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth I never spent an hour’s talk withal. — John Frye 1 am not only witty myself, but the cause of wit in other men. — Richard Haggard. I beseech you all be better known to this gentleman. — Ray Bartley Of me you may write in the blackest of ink, 1 say what 1 mean and I know what I think. — Donald Souders 0 wad some power the giftie gee us To see oursilves as ithers see us. — Lora Briggs Words, words, words. — Holdo Riggins She bluffeth. My Lord, how she bluffeth. — Elva M. Conner A goodly woman, nobly planned To comfort, strengthen, and command. — Fay Adams 1 am a stranger here — heaven is my home. — Ray Bartley All things I thought 1 knew; but now confess. The more 1 know 1 know I know the less. — Clara Anderson 1 am Sir Benedick, the married man. — Gerald Dewees As quiet as a nun is she. — Lora Briggs 1’ 11 sing for you, I’ll play for you a dulsome melody. — Donald Souders JUNIORS Tell me in sadness whom ’tis that you love. — Essel Smith Sober, steadfast, and demure. Mabel Davis How doth this busy little bee improve each shining hour. — Geneva Porter And still the wonder grew. That one small head could carry all he knew. — Brent Cox Oh sleep it is a beauteous thing, beloved from pole to pole. — Essel Smith Sprightly, and lightly, and airily ringing, Thrills the sweet voice of the young maiden singing. Lois Cox The proper study of mankind is man. Elizabeth Carter 1 confess I do shine today, I am too bright. Gasena Huisinga Here will we. sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears. Minnie Mix SOPHOMORES There is no royal road to Geometry. Ruth Bowsher Nobody knows it, but once 1 was bashful. Frank McMillen He has common sense in a way that’s uncommon. James Trimby Conspicuous by his absence. Ross Chaney Lady, wherefore talk you so? Eva Barnes I love a lassie. Eugene Sparrow Come and trip it as you go on the light fantastic toe. Bernice Swartz Maiden with the meek, brown eyes. Gladys Dresback Modest, and simple, and sweet, the very type of Priscilla. Ethel Fitzwater Why am 1 silent from year to year? Harmen Shultz Latin dead, but still not sleeping, nor conductive to sleep in others. Bernice Trimby Hang sorrow, care will kill a cat Therefore, let’s be merry. Esther Robinson I will strive with things impossible; yea get the better of them. Gladys Conner High in name and power, higher than both in blood a£id life. Theodore Holforty 1 would that my tongue could utter. The thoughts that arise in me! John Huisinga I waste not a moment and stay not to rest. Though idlers to tempt me combine. Eugene Sparrow A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Irene Trigg O what learning is! Ivan Trigg Thou say’st an undisputed thing in such a solemn way. — Wilma Troxel To be merry best becomes you; for out of question you were born in a merry hour. — Karl Mansfield He hath so free, so kind a disposition. — Clifford Gilmore Co-education is the thief of time. — Frank McMillen There was a lass and she was fair. — Harold Liestman Blessed are the studious, for they shall receive much fruit from the tree of knowledge. — George Adams As firm as faith. — Irene Trigg Her voice was ever gentle and low. An excellent thing in woman. — Lenora Grethe. Of such are the kingdom of heaven. — Anna Huisinga FRESHMEN Nature hath her little joke. — Francis Sparrow The world knows little of its greatest men. — Theodore Ahlrich Now I lay me down to sleep. — Homer Prine I love my comfort and my leisure. — Lynn Cox Man delights not me. — Pearl Meyers The good die young — I feel sick myself. — Clarence Ahlrich As merry as the day is long. — Mildred Elder A face that can not smile is never good. — Thelma Miller And she breaks some lad ' s heart with every smile. — Angie Adams Cutey, who tied your tie? — Francis Sparrow FACULTY Funny as a tombstone. — Mr. Lafferty A school master was he, as blithe a man as you could see, on a Spring holiday. — Mr. Simer Almost to all things could he turn his hand. — Mr. Jones My heart ' s in the Highlands, My heart is not here. — Miss Stone She doth little kindnesses, which most leave undone or despised. — Miss Boling The man who hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons. — Mr. Merry Teach me half the gladness that thy brain must know — Miss Lamb A WOMAN’S WAYS She will laugh while the tears still dim the eyes. She will sing a song to cover the sighs. She will fight for the mastery over pain. Full many an untold battle gain; Then over a mouse will faint away. But this is only a woman’s way. She will take her place in the battle of life, And bear uncomplaining the brunt of the strife. Her strength and energy ready to share. And always trying a smile to wear; But in a dispute the last word she’ll say, For that is just a woman’s way. She rocks the cradle of life’s greatest men; She has ruled the world since the world began; She can reach a decision and act on the same While a man spends the time in arguments lame. But when she goes shopping she takes the whole day. For that is just a woman’s way. — Adda Ranney Brooke in Buffalo News. E. SMITH We are exclusive agents for the following famous brands of merchandise PHOENIX HOSIERY BUTTERICK PATTERNS IRON CLAD HOSIERY MUNSING UNDERWEAR BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS S. H. COATS and SUITS They are all guaranteed by the Manufacturer and by Us. MONTICELLO, ILLINOIS SCHOOL CALENDAR I9IC)--IC)20 SEPTEMBER 1. Registration and Assignments. “Who shall have the southwest room) “Why the Seniors of course. The new teachers sized up and sup- positions expressed as to their ability to be bluffed. 3. More work! “Say you ought to see the lesson Miss Lamb assigned for tomorrow in English. 4. Essel Smith walked home with Lora Briggs this noon. 5. “Did you go to the concert last night? “No, it took me all evening to read the Latin lesson assigned for today.’ 8. Miss Boling in Sewing Class: “I want you girls to get that darn work done as soon as possible. 9. Yes, Mr. Jones is exceedingly unreasonable. He isn’t even going to excuse anyone from school to go to the races at Monticello. 10. Why all the excitement? Oh, nothing much. The teachers decided that things were running too smoothly so Mr. Jones and Mr. Simer worked all day Saturday on a new schedule with the result that our studies conflict worse than ever. Oh, well! such is life in the D. T. H. S. 1 1. “Say do you know that those Freshies are so mixed up that they don’t know whether they are taking algebra or trigonometry.” “Huh! That’s nothing. Why Holdo, a senior, forgot he was in Chemistry class today until the period was nearly over.” 12. Miss Stone is wondering if Charles Law is in High School. “But then he must be for here is his name in the front of this Chemistry.” 1 5. Lora wants to know if we are supposed to do anything in Physics ex- cept get our lessons. 1 6. Miss Lamb makes public to the English class her opinion of Ersie’s man — ner. 1 7. After the last bell rang this noon, Essel was seen patiently standing in front of Cathcart’s waiting — while Lora goes to school via the other door. 18. Who is the strange young man? “Oh, he’s here visiting Miss Stone. Some say that he is her brother, but judging from appearances, he is Not.” 19. Ethel in Zoology Class: “I don’t remember any elements which com- pose the body except iodine and silver.” 22. Francis doesn’t know just what an autobiography is but anyway it’s some sort of a book. 23. Last day of school until Friday. Why? Community Picnic, of course. 26. Holdo 9ays he can’t help it if he did have a girl last night. That boob of a Riley got him into it. 29. Mr. Simer was discovered in the Library on Saturday evening stealthily reading “Good Housekeeping. Now wouldn’t that jar you? In Algebra Class: “Angie, give me three consecutive numbers in Algebra.” Angie: “X, Y, and Z.” 30. Miss Boling and her Zoology Class go for a hike, taking Mr. Lafferty and his General Science Class along for protection. OCTOBER 1. Mr. Simer: “Please shut the door. Thank you.” 2. Weiner roast out at Clara’s. Some weather. 6. Frank McMillen looked all thru the Bible and couldn’t find a single thing about Silas Marner. 7. “What the noise.” “Oh, nothing but Dick’s new sweater.” 8. Elva isn’t fond of making dates with fellows who come in Fords. Es- pecially when the Ford runs without water. 9. The Seniors decide to assist in putting on a Fall Chautauqua Festival, November 2, 3, 4, and 5. They are to receive 20 per cent of the re- ceipts from the season tickets. Holdo, “Yes, that’s just what 1 thot.” 10. The new pupil, Jemima Mary Ann, has been enrolled in the Sewing class. She is very quiet having never spoken in her life. 31. Mr. Simer is going around trying to get signers for a card which reads: “Names of those subjects to fits, etc.” As yet Dick is the only signer. NOVEMBER 2. Mr. Simer unintentionally discovers that at least one member of the Senior Class is not afraid of him. 3. Dick: “Well if Miss Lamb is going to get cross about it, 1 might as well agree with her.” 4. The whole Dewees family was absent today. 6. The Orchestra and Glee Club furnished Music for the Woman’s Club at their Annual School Meeting. The Domestic Science class served tea and wafers. I I . Dr. Royal W. Ennis delivered an address before the school in honor of Armistice Day. 1 3. The Seniors discover a coming Cicero in their midst for Holdo displays his wonderful oratorical power in a theme which Miss Lamb pro- nounces “too deep for me.” Dick was seen measuring the walls of the assembly room in an effort to determine the “actual seating space” of the room. 14. Being late for school, Gerald goes home to avoid having 2 Yl deducted from his grades and to his dismay learns that 5 is deducted for absence. 16. Lois to Bernice: “1 don’t mind being ugly, do you?” 20. Ray goes home with the mumps. I I REMEMBER When you read the jokes in this ANNUAL, the biggest JOKE is the man without a Bank Account. High Schoolers will do well to start a SAVINGS ACCOUNT now, and let it be the beginning of a larger account after school is over. We Pay 3 per cent on Savings START NO IV STATE BANK OF DELAND -sir 21. Mr. Jones gives an interesting talk on Rip VanWinkle. We hope there are none such in D. T. H. S. 24. Rev. Million speaks before the high school on “Training for Citizenship.’ 26. More mumps. Holdo is the victim. 28. Mumps seems to be the favorite disease of the Seniors. Gerald is sent home today. DECEMBER 4. First Orchestra concert of the season. 5. Miss Boling receives a beautiful coral necklace from the Samoan Islands. 7. Gerald at play practice: “It affects me like a maggot.” 1 3. Co. Supt. McIntosh visits the school. 14. Sleep is indeed “the chief nourisher in life’s feast” — at least so Homer finds it. 1 5. The Cooking Class hold their first sandwich sale. 24. Miss Stone left town this noon and consequently the Civics Class had an Exam. “Somebody is always taking the joy out of life.” JANUARY 5. “Have a pleasant vacation?” “Did you see the darling ring Gene got for me?” “Look at the pen I received from Guy.” 10. “Do not disfigure our desks, they are clean.” — The Senior Boys. 1 9. Services were held in the Assembly this morning. The exercises were in charge of Rev. (?) F. P. Sparrow. The music was furnished by the D. T. H. S. quartet. 20. It appears, from the number of books being taken home each evening, that some people are reforming. Perhaps too late. 2 1 . Semester Exams. 22. Semester Exams. We do not care to discuss the subject further. 26. Did you pass? “Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, I’ve flunked again.” 2 7. Frank goes in search of the mumps — and finds them. FEBRUARY 1 1 . Notice Dick’s blue serge? 12. “Ross, can you lend me a quarter?” “No, I went broke buying paper to write American History themes on.” 1 3. Friday, the thirteenth, so of course everything goes well. 16. Mr. Jones takes the mumps. “It happens in the best of regulated families.” I 7. “Peeved, peeved, always peeved. Peeved for he picks on me; But never a soul takes pity now When Simer gets peeved at me.” — Dick. •••lllllllllllll.lllllllllllllltlKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WHEN IN MONTICELLO See DONAHUE, the Druggist for DRUGS WALL PAPER PAINTS AND OILS CANDY STATIONERY AND PHOTO- GRAPHIC SUPPLIES. REMEMBER— If It’s Good WE HAVE IT DONAHUE y the Druggist On the Corner Monticello, Illinois TELEPHONES: 38 and 40 J. Q. CARTER BUILDING MATERIALS DeLand, Illinois Fat is informed by the doctor that he has a serious case of heart trou- ble. Only by keeping calm sayeth the physician, and by avoiding walks uphill will he be able to retain enough strength to carry on his school work. He has our sympathy. The fattest Senior takes the chicken pox. Miss Lamb goes home with the flu. “Pride goeth before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall.” (For details see Mr. Simer. ) “By thy bright green tie, and bonny brown eye, Now what for wearest it, Ray? Mr. Jones returns and takes over Miss Lamb’s Latin class. “When a feller needs a friend. MARCH Miss Lamb returns. Mr. J. N. Rodman speaks before the High School on The Constitutional Convention. From the display of pigtails and hair ribbons, it would seem that some people are vainly trying to recall the days of happy childhood. The Seniors render a Scottish program. Our farmers come out in native dress! We are proud of them. Poor little Freshies! We feel for you! We, too, once took Algebra. Debate in Economics class. Girls vs. Boys. In order to keep peace no decision was announced. Absolutely nothing doing. The sun even forgot to shine. “Shure, an’ it’s St. Patrick’s day an’ it is, sorr, an’ the Juniors, be gor.y, was afther entertainin’ us with a foine toime this afthernoon. Miss Lamb censors the Class Prophecy to Mr. Simer s relief and sat- isfaction. “Spring o’ year.” The Class President returns and we settle down to work. Mr. S. gets “hardboiled in the basket ball game. If you don t be- lieve it, ask Ivan. How many are going to enter the Literary Contest? Don t all speak at once, please. APRIL We don’t know whether Holdo calls it an imperial or a “Charlie Chap- lin but we call it a misplaced eyebrow. Senior Sandwich Sale. Dick says the next time he’ll collect the money or do anything else within reason, but by The Great Horn Spoon, he’ll not wash dishes again. RAYMOND THE JEWELER Jewelry F.J.MAILANDER AND Player Pianos South Side of Square 1 MONTICELLO ILLINOIS THE RELIABLE CLOTHIER MONTICELLO, ILL. Grain Seed Coal Farmers ’ Co-Operative Grain Co. DeLand, Illinois 5. Today is Monday. We can’t think of anything but the weather. 6. The prodigal teacher returns. Make haste to kill the fatted calf. 8. Everybody is busy thinking about the Orchestra Concert tonight. No one has time to do anything for the Annual. 9. Things suffered today as the Editor-in-Chief has been busy singing, “It’s Nice to Get Up in the Morning. It looks bad for someone, 12. The Darwin theory was discussed in English Class today. Richard is a firm believer. . I 3. D. T. H. S. Band organized today. Wanted: By three competent musicans, a job guaranteed to last. 1 4. Whether a cat has nine lives or ninety nine. Mr. J. would desire a little more work and a little less play in the Lab. 19. Miss Boling is too ill to come to school today. Here’s our heartfelt wish for her speedy recovery. 20. Mr. Charles Loney addresses the High School on “The History of Aviation.’ At least one member of the faculty was very attentive. 22. Staff pictures taken. Slow recovery. 23. Preliminary Contest held at Christian Church. Also one Richard H. gets his hair pulled. Poor boy I 26. “Judge arrives. No Bookkeeping recitation today. 27. And it rained. 28. “Please remain in the Assembly Room when you have no classes. A word to the wise is sufficient.’’ — Faculty. 29. Blessed is the man who attendeth to his own affairs, for he shall be appreciated in the Laboratory. 30. “To me the meanest flower that grows brings thought that do often lie too deep for tears.” Botany Class. MAY 3. Last chapter in Economics finished. Wailing and gnashing of teeth among the Seniors (?) 4. There were two Sophomores and two Seniors. And they went to Mon- ticello. And then 5. “Holdo, you are such a precocious child. 6. Economic students take up their abode in the Sewing Room — “Far from the maddening crowd.’ 7. Judging from the noise it seems that the Seniors are not the only ones who — disagree. 8. “Freshies at Home.’’ 10. Joke Editor takes a nap. 1 I. Not “Judge but “Life.” 1 3. Mr. Simer confers upon the contest-goers, some of his fatherly advice. PIATT COUNTY’S BIGGEST DEPARTMENT STORE “THE STORE FOR EVERYBODY” Dry Goods, Notions, Clothing, Men’s Furnishings, Ladies’ and Child- ren’s Coats and Dresses, Skirts, Waists, Ladies’, Men’s, and Children’s Shoes, Carpets, Mi.linery, Rugs, Linoleums, Window Shades, Lace Curtain, Etc., Etc. H. P. MARTIN CO. . MONTICELLO, ILLINOIS 111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111 DIAMONDS THE LIFE-LONG COMMENCEMENT GIFT J. H. Schmith Son Jewelers and Optometrists CLINTON ILLINOIS niie Ideal Place TO BUY YOUR SHOES We carry three of the best lines made for Men, Women and Children. WHITE HOUSE MAXINE BUSTER BROWN HICKMAN’S CLINTON ILLINOIS llllllllltlllllllll HllllltHllllllllllllllllltllliliiiiHiiiiiiHiii 1 4. Track meet and Literary contest at Monticello. No school. I 7. A benediction is pronounced over our completed Lab. books. Forecast 1 8. Orchestra plays at Bethel. 19. Junior Banquet. 23. Baccalaureate. 23. Last Birthday Party. 28. Commencement. THE “ MATTER WITH” AMERICA What’s the matter with America these days? Too many diamonds, not enough alarm clocks. Too many silk shirts, not enough of blue flannel. Too many pointed-toed shoes, and not enough square-toed. Too many serge suits and not enough overalls. Too much decollete and not enough aprons. Too many satin-upholstered limousines and not enough cows. Too many consumers and not enough producers. Too much oil stock and not enough saving accounts. Too much envy of the results of hard work and too little desire to emulate it. Too many desiring short cuts to wealth and too few willing to pay the price. Too much of the spirit of “get while the getting is good’’ and not enough of old-fashioned Christianity. Too mucfi discontent that vents itself in mere complaining and too little real effort to remedy conditions. Too much class consciousness and too little common democracy and love of humanity. — Selected. When did Moses sleep five in a bed? When he slept with his forefathers. John E. Bickel Harry E. Bickel J. Claude Bickel J. E. BICKEL SONS CO. — Dealers in — FARM MACHINERY, VEHICLES, AUTOMOBILES, ETC. DELAND, ILLINOIS If you Farm, that’s your Business. If you need Machinery of any kind, that’s OUR business. Call and See Us. SEEDS FEEDS TWINE OILS PAINTS VARNISHES EARL HAYS HEATING, PLUMBING AND WELL DRILLING Phones 28 and 100 DELAND ILLINOIS IJIIIIIMIIIIIIIflllltHi RUSSELL B. TROXEL D. B. TROXEL Piano and Player-Piano Repairing and dealer in Regulating— All Work Quality Goods Only— Pianos and Guaranteed Player-Pianos, Phonographs DELAND, ILLINOIS MUSIC without its refining and elevating influence, our churches and schools would not be carried on, law would not be sustained ana the morals of men would become degenerate — Beecher. FINANCIAL REPORT The following Report was found among the personal effects of the Class Treasurer: Receipts Sale of Annuals $172.50 From Advertisers 195.00 Donations wrung from Freshies .12 Chautauqua Festival 21.99 Charity 50.00 Other Benevolences 40.00 Dug Up 124.01 Total Receipts $603.62 Expenditures Cost of Printing $312.50 Cuts for Annual 1 65.00 Cuts for Faculty 30.00 Hush Money for Juniors 16.71 Bribes to Janitor v 14.47 Midnight Electricity 4.00 Wages of Joke Editor 13.97 Life Insurance for Editor 5.21 Reward for Business Manager 69 Doctor Bills for Staff 23.49 Repairs for Broken Cameras 1 7.63 Total Expenditures $603.97 Loss 35 the monies handled by me during the strenuous days of my Senior Year while acting as business manager of the 1920 DeLanois. AVLE RENNOC, Business Manager. Subscribed and sworn to before me, three or four times. ARALC NOSREDNA p S. — The loss was caused by a subscription to the fund for a ban- quet to the Juniors. FARMERS’ STATE BANK OF MONTICELLO MONTICELLO, ILLINOIS INSURANCE FARM LOANS itniiiiitiimiiiiiiiMitittiiiitii ' MiiiiittiiiiititiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiMiiiiiiiiiMitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiHiiiini This shows the Linotype machine in the Tribune office which was used to set this edition of the DeLanois. The printing in this book is a sample of the kind of work turned out by the The Tribune. iitiuitiiiiiiiiiuittiimtuiiti iltJllltllltltlMllllltltlltttlttt J. F. 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I am the continuation school for all. I hold within myself the desires, hopes, theories, philosophies, impressions, doctrines, culture, attainments, experiences, and sciences of all ages. I am a house of wisdom and an institution of happiness. 1 am supported by the people for the people. 1 offer you the opportunity to know all there is to know about your work. I am for those who would enjoy poetry, fiction, biography, philosophy, or learn more about business, trade and science. I have books for all tastes and needs and creeds. 1 am free to Goose Creek Township to profit from and enjoy. I open my doors as a great mental recreation ground for your leisure hours. FARM LOANS HIGHEST AMOUNT PER ACRE LOWEST RATES QUICKEST SERVICE LEAST EXPENSE TIME— ONE TO TWENTY YEARS Dighton-Dilatush Loan Co. AND Illinois Joint Stock Land Bank MONTICELLO. ILLINOIS ■ — WHY did the Salt-Shaker? Because when he saw the Spoon- holder, the Potato Masher, the Lemon Squeezer, the Egg Beater, the Can Open- er, the Nut Cracker, and the Cork Puller, he gave her up. GOTTLIEB’S CLINTON, ILLINOIS sell Miss Lamb: “Have you any ques- tions to ask about today’s lessons? Lora: “Yes, where is it?” KUPPENHEIMER AND SOCIETY BRAND CLOTHES Karl M: “Say, mister, do you haul garbage?” “Sure, get in.” R. I. CATHCART GARAGE ALL KINDS OF REPAIR WORK The Best Equipped Ford Shop in the County. FREE AIR AJAX TIRES On the Corner DELAND, ILL. JUST BEFORE GRADUATION Author Unknown Handed in by Richard Haggard The teachers smile so kindly, I guess they cannot see, That just Tore graduation, I’m as good as I can be. So keep away from movies, Don’t loiter in the hall; Don t let the teacher catch you. In the basement playing ball. For if you want to graduate, Ju t take a tip from me; And just ' fore graduation. Be as good as you can be. I love to cut my classes, and Go strolling in the park; I hate to quit my baseball, And sit studying till dark. Most all the time, the whole year ’round You don’t see much of me, ' Cept just Tore graduation, I’m as good as I can be. I study nobly every night, And never try to bluff; Learn areas, rules and dates, And all that sort of stuff. G. S. WALKER Drugs, Etc. DELAND, ILLINOIS itiiiiiMniiiniiininiiitiiiiiiiiiiii JAMES B. SOUDERS E ' T. McMILLEN PAINTER AND DECORATOR INSURANCE Member of Local No. 363 ALL, WORK GUARANTEED DELAND If You Want the BEST get Dresback’s Purity Bread THIS SPACE IS CONTRIBUTED BY AT “Cbe Class of 1919” YOUR GROCERS F. B. DRESBACK CO. Phone 212 Monticello, Illinois 1 fctllllllllllllllllllllllllllllHIlllltll lllll llltMl III IMII I Mil IIMII Mil MIIIIMIIIMM 1 1 (Mill lllllll I MMMII III lllllll I II I IIIIIIIMIIIIII Hill llllll III 1 1 Ml II llllllll 1 11111111111111 1111111111111111 III 11111111111111111111111 Report of (be Librarian o f D. T. H. S. 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GRAIN AND COAL PHONE 83 DeLand, Illinois PICK-UPS Thelma — (criticizing Angie’s recita- tion in English). “Angie looked at Homer nearly all the time she was talking.” Teacher: “Is Mr. Wilson a Catho- lic or Presbyterian?” Lynn: “No, he’s a Democrat.” Miss L. — “John, who was Alexander, the Great?” John — “A Macedonian Conqueror.” Miss L— “But what did he do?” John — “Oh, nothing except conquer the entire world.” FOR COZY HOMES or SMALL FARMS SEE Hursh Rinehart Dealers in Real Estate DELAND, ILLINOIS INSURANCE YOU s YOUR Wife YOUR Children YOUR Dwelling YOUR Furniture YOUR Auto YOUR All Written Bv J. B. RINEHART DeLand, III. Diagnosing Himself The officer of the day, during his tour of duty paused to question a sentry who was a new recruit. “If you should see an armed party approaching, what would you do?” asked the officer. ‘ ' Turn out the guard,” sir. “Very well. 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