Des Moines Technical High School - Engineer Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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,-. ' -' -'Y 1921 COMMENCEMENT NUMBER-THE TATLER 1921 At seven thirty that night I stationed my chair near the hole of the mouse hostess so that I might hear her account of the performance to her friend. Oh, look Marie! she said. What? Can't you see? I'll tell you all about it then. All the people are in the church and the graduating class is seated in a semi-circle on the stage. Now a big impressive looking man with a white vest and gold watch chain is getting up to speak, I can't hear all he's saying, but it's something about 'our fu- ture citizens of Cloverton-and sons and daughters of respected in- habitants of our gr-owing young city!' He's announcing 'the first num- ber on our program will be a recitation, tCurfew Shall Not Ring To- Night,' by Miss Elviry Hempstead. Elviry's getting up now. What does she have on? Well, she has a pink dress with puffed sleeves and wasp waist and a green sash. Oh, her hair is red fand so is her facel and it's parted in the center, slicked straight back and tied with a green ribbon. She's reciting very dramatically-no, very automatically. Well she's through. I wonder if Ezra Perkins who will render us a vocal solo, 'Silver Threads Among the Gold,' will do as well. Ezra has on the handsomest checkered vest and red tie, but my goodness, don't you think his singing is awfully fiatted? Amanda Brown, that tall freckle faced girl, is giving the senior class's farewell speech. It's something about 'this class of nine grad- uating pupils bids farewell to the old school with streaming eyes and breaking hearts, that-that, etcf She has stopped and she is looking for some one in the audience. She's shifting around from one foot to another and-why I declare-she's crying and has to take her seat. Too bad-poor girl! Now George Howland, Judge HoWland's son will follow this with a speech about the future of the seniors, and the twins, Henry and Henrietta Peters, are going to give a dialogue. What is the matter with Henry's shoe string? It's the longest one I ever saw and it's untied, too. He's advancing toward his sister- Bang! he tripped on his shoestring and fell and the audience is laughing! Well, Annabelle Marsh's reading, 'The Pilgrim Fathers' ought to sober them up. There are only two people left and they are going to conclude the program with a duet, 'Home Sweet Home.' Isn't the organ wheezy, though? lt's 'most all over now and that tall man is telling how they will miss this fine class of boys and girls and how well the program has gone off. He's saying that at this late hour fit's only nine o'clock, MarieJ they will depart for their homes, always to remember this excellent per- formance? Every one else was leaving and I would look foolish if I stayed so I wended my weary way homeward with the othersg and that is how I know that mousies talk, Jean Whinery El. 'I--0-fl--I-viwowlf-O--Cui 0 I 0 0 0 0 0 I 0--0--Ov-IMO-0--O--O-'O--0 0 0--0--0-400--lf-0--0-ul-fl--0'-0--If-0--0-fm0 0 24

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1921 COMMENCEMENT NUMBER-THE TATLER 1921 locked her in and told her that when she would promise never to use another pun, she could come out. At first Fritzie considered it a joke but as time Went on and she saw that Ethel was in earnest, she began to worry, for she had no intention of missing out on a perfectly de- licious dinner. She waited a while longer and then she began calling for Ethel at the top of her voice. She received no answer. So at last she ran to the door and cried, 0! pun the door! Still no answer. She called again and again, but Ethel seemed not to hear. At last she sat down on the tioor to think it over and she made up her mind that she would never promise to stop using puns even if Ethel made her stay there all night. For an hour she sat there and by that time she was so hungry that she began to feel that maybe she would promise after all. She was just on the verge of tears when she broke into a smile for she found herself saying, 'Tm just like a false toothel haven't any nerve! This struck her so funny that she would have laughed aloud if she hadn't at that moment heard someone coming up, stairs crying, The someone was Ethel, who came to Fritzie's door and without even unlocking it said, Oh Fritzie! I've done something awful! I was trying so hard to have everything nice at dinner and when I went to pour father's second cup of coffee I dropped the coffee pot and spilled coffee all over mother's new table cloth! Why, how upsetting! exclaimed Fritzie sympathetically. Of course one couldn't expect sympathy from you, came from the other side of the door, and Ethel walked off, 'Tye done it for sure! Fritzie said to herself. She won't let me out at all now. I wonder if there is any chance of escape through the window? She went to the window, opened it, put her head out, and saw that there was no chance for escape. In disgust she brought her head in, bumping it on the window sash as she did so. I'm so awk- ward, she complained, and then with her usual cheerfulness she added, Such is life-just one bump after another. Louise Starkey E4. Bedtime Stories For Freshmen O MICE talk and converse as human beings do? XVell, I should say they do. I know it because one afternoon we were decorating the church in Cloverton when I saw a mouse run across the floor. I followed it to its hole and there I heard voices. One mouse was saying to the visitor: Why, good afternoon, Marie. Come right in and make yourself at home. You really must excuse the way my house looks though, for lately the most people have been here decorating this church, and I've just had to scurry around and keep out of everybody's way. f'At first I didntt know what it was all about but I heard a man say, 'These are going to be the best exercises for graduation that Clover- ton has ever witnessed' They are to be tonight, may dear. Oh, I tell you Marie, you must stay and lunch with me on some of the crumbs left from the supper they gave the graduating class, and see the exercises afterwards. 23

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1921 COIVIMENCEMENT NUMBER-THE TATLER 1921 A Bubble H LITTLE bubble dancing in the air As wafted by the winds, you play carefree, VVhat secret do you hold in that cell fair, And where may we seek for the opening key? For reflections of another world are caught In pictures painted in most radiant hues Which artists o'er the world, to match, have sought, But found them only in reflected dews. NVhere is this land so far and yet so near W'here visions of true happiness revealed A place of perfect peace and far from fear YVhich ne'er by that long darkness are concealed? You come as do the rainbows in the sky, A part of God's great scheme sent from on high. Helen Ruby E8. Trying to Grow Thin C 4 CONSIDER her stunning, simply stunning. Twice the class to her that there is to the girls around heref' 'tYes. the second speaker replied and she's as thin- Oh! The little figure, huddled out of sight in the depths of the big davenport, could hardly keep her indignant ejaculation from be- coming audible. t'Oh, oh, oh! She stuffed her lingers into her ears and burrowed her pretty flushed face into the pile of downy pillows. Then the brown head came up and a small foot came down with some- thing very near a stamp. By this time the persons eliciting her in- dignation had passed on, but she knew who they were. She was very sure of that. Who cared for Fred Nelson's opinion of the girls around here or any place else? Not she. Bob Banning was differentg at least she had supposed him different, but he was really just like the rest. Just like all boysg for of all ungrateful, disloyal, blind stupid creatures boys took the banner. To be taken in by a girl like Elaine Blake! To slight the girls of their own crowd! And Bob Banning admired Miss Blake because she was thin. No doubt he thought her fat. And he had always pretended to admire her. Hadn't he even told her one time that girls of her type just suited him, the deceitful thing? And all the time it was thin, scrawny, girls like Elaine Blake that attracted him. Well she was through with them all. Finding her way to the telephone she called up her father to come for her-she wanted to get home early. Then murmuring an indistinct excuse which included 'theadachew and home early and father to her surprised hostess, she was ready when the familiar honk sounded outside. Safe in her own room she gave full vent to her indignation. The evening had been horrid-horrid. oooooso canoe ooooeoc--o--one--n-use uno ooo ooooacoooo 25