East High School - Tiger Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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Bday Once a resolution we did make That spring fever we would never take. But Spring flowers and weather have come, When the stun shines and the bees hum, And what care -we for reslatfzfons When u-orlf is harmful to our const1'tut1fons . The class of 1920 is photographed en masse, also in pieces. Maveety has not missed one yet. Christy spills the beans in the lunch room. He was probably excited by the new rubber chair tips. The Annual Staff watches the birdie. Romulus could hardly remain still long enough. The Chem Lab opens amid the crashes of glass. Our long lost carpenters return to work. The indomitable meets the invincible, and we beat Woodward, 6-4. A Chaplain S. B. Knowles addresses us. The bunch decides to bone for exams. That, however, is about as far as it goes. Our orators vociferously contest for the highest honor. We play Walnut Hills. East High's beautiful bird bath is finally completed. Commercial Club Dance. Dutch and Mac shine. -Last A Grade Assembly. We entrust the glorious colors to budding seniors. A Grade party and dance. Our team plays O. 'M. I. The last game. - -A Grade exams. June The last month of our Senior year, And to our eye there comes a tear, Exams, Commencement, and then goodbye To the class we love and dear East High. -B, C and D final exams. -Oh Horror of Horrors! Keck cannot find the family dress suit. -We are given our sheepskins amid much embarrassing confusion and we depart on our various ways hence. DELMORE W. GAETZ, '20. 1 1361

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March lllemorg books begin now to appear Among Senior girls as they do each year, The teachers and each member of the class Must wrlle in the book of every fair lass. The lamb is very much in evidence. ' B-A dance preceded by an entertainment. Some quartette. East almost beat Woodward, 24-20. Assembly. A dog enters in search of learning. Suddenly disappears. Meat pie in lunch room. -N0 assignment in mathematics. How they do neglect us. Paper says last of winter is pastg spring zephyrs on their way. Wind, snow and zero weather in outlying suburbs. Hughes defeats us again. It's becoming a habit. The A graders defeat the B graders, 27-9. Candidates out for spring track. Candidates out for baseball. Spring is surely here. Our bunch goes to town and watches Mr. Jones' birdy. Feeble attempts made to collect for class rings. Feeble attempts made to collect for Annual. We are contemplating mur- der, being on the verge of bankruptcy. Some of the fellows receive a commendatory card. Fuller demands his. April The baseball season has begun, A time of pleasure for everyone ,' The crack of the bat, and the whlr of the ball, Gives a feeling of glaolness to one and all. Very few caught unawaresg because we are, most of us, prepared for it by nature. Good Friday. 'Many absent, but not because they went to church. Some musical college boys entertain us. Out at the end of the second period. 'Rah for the Community Chest Drive. -Our rings and pins at last. Some one sat on Kreidler's ring and he wonders why it doesn't fit. We lose an eleven inning game with Hughes, 10-9. Beware, Hughes! The worm will turn. The organ arrives at last in Cincinnati. We receive the time by wireless, direct from Arlington, at eleven o'clock. Some class to us. Eh! What? Opening Day. We make fine use of this perfectly good excuse. VVe dedicate this Annual in a memorable class meeting, with Bob O,Dowd starring. A human bird warbles for us in the auditorium. There are some singers on the Harvard Glee Club. VVe again lose by one run to W. H., 11-12. - Track team pictures. Our modesty was severely shocked. My gosh! We win a game. East High 8, Hamilton 4. The VVoodward game is postponed. The diamond floated away. A Mock Trial in the auditorium. It was so very realistic that all of us felt a little guilty. Hurrah! Old Sol shows his face again. We joyously put one over on Hughes to the tune of 3-2. Some band and some drum major. I 1:35 1

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9 TODAY, AS SEEN TOMORROW -1- 11-f 1111--'-ff '11--1111V- 1- -1--11--1 f - + HE was a dear little lady, was Aunt Louise. Her hair was silvery white and dressed in a fashion of long ago. Every one loved her and came to her for advice which was accepted sooner or later. She rocked back and forth in the big roomy rocker on the front porch, with a far away expression in her twinkly blue eyes. She was suddenly interrupted by girlish laughter, and as she looked up, she saw her grand niece come hurrying up the walk. I have the most cunning thing to show you, Auntie, she cried. As she spoke she handed an open memory book to her aunt. It was a little sketch, drawn by one of Ruth's school mates. Aunt Louise smilingly surveyed it and then idly turned the pages, the far away expression again in her eyes. This reminds me of my high school days, she said. 'fHere, dear, take this key and run up stairs and bring down that black leather case in the cedar chest in my room. Ruth willingly obeyed and soon returned carrying the black case. Aunt Louise took it from her and drew out an oblong box which she handed to Ruth, who wonderingly opened it. There was a brown suede book, with the large gold letters, The Girl Graduate, written across the top. f'Why, Aunt Louisef' she cried, Hit is a memory book, too! She perched herself on the arm of the big rocker and leaned eagerly over the book. On the fly leaf was Aunt Louisels name and the date, nineteen and twenty, East High School, beneath it. ' 'fDid you graduate from East, too, Auntie? exclaimed Ruth in surprise. Yes, indeed, ours was the first class, answered her Aunt proudly. Ruth eagerly began to turn the pages. The first few were filled with snap- shots ofthe school and ofthe pupils and teachers. Some of the pictures showed plainly that the school was not yet completed. The old stadium wasn't finished, was it? cried Ruth. How strange! No, neither the stadium nor the gymnasium was completed that first year, said Aunt Louise. Ruth smiled at the quaint dresses of the girls who smiled back at her from the yellow pages. Next came the class autographs written so 'many long years before. The writing was faded but the scribblings of those light hearted school mates were still legible. The autographs of the class officers came first, and Ruth read them aloud. l137l