Eastern High School - Echo Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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I8 THE EASTERN ECHO W Q ffm 1, 1 7 761, , fn A111121 K Sl IE: T 1 YE HE students of Eastern and Western High - Schools are to be congratulated on the v,4,4,Q excellent sportsmanship displayed in the Mita recent interscholastic basketball tourna- ment. This applies equally to the teams and to the rooters. The same spirit was in evidence in our own school during the games played to decide the championship of Eastern High. That this commendation can be given is especially gratifying to me, because it was hinted that competition between Eastern and Western would not be a good thing, one of the reasons given being the alleged inability of girls to show themselves generous losers. It was ex- plained that interscholastic competition among girls was such a new thing that a satisfactory code of sportsmanship had not yet developed. I did not share this feeling, but even if I had shared it, it was difficult to see how such a code could be developed, if there was to be no com- petition! Well, a satisfactory beginning has been made, and l hope soon to see a much further extension of athletic relations not only between Eastern and Western, but also be- tween Eastern and other nearby high schools. My hearty congratulations to both schools- the teams, the rooters, and the coaches! l-HLE we are considering the subject of school athletics, I want to express the 3,344.5 hope that in a year or two every girl in MSA Eastern High who is not physically dis- abled may be a participant in at least one ma- jor sport. lf, as leading schoolmen assert, the chief aim of education is health, why should the above hope not develop into reality? No school can longer justify an athletic' policy that gives a few girls full opportunity for athletic development but denies it to all, others, or if not denying it, at least does nothing to encour- age the great majority to participate. Too often have high schools developed a few stars and ignored the rank and file. I should be much happier to know that we were giving every girl a chance, than to know we had won --lr-Q:-3zc4 -aiu a dozen city championships at the cost of train- ing only a negligible percentage of our enroll- ment. I realize our great handicap at Eastern in having no athletic field, but why not utilize the advantages of Clifton Park to the fullest extent? During October, November, April and May we should have hundreds of girls en- gaged in outdoor sports. When indoor ath- letic activities flourish, we should have not fewer than sixty basketball teams and an equal number of volley ball or other teams using both gymnasiums every afternoon in the week. We have made a good start. May the next school year witness a splendid advance in our athletic activities! --lv-Qi-3214?-aiu ORE and more leaders in high school ed- ' ucation are coming to believe that activi- 7 ties of the students conducted by the students themselves in clubs and similar groups are an exceedingly valuable aid to the development of the social efficiency of the pu- pil. A big school like ours should have a suf- ficiently large variety of such student organ- izations to give every girl the opportunity of joining one that really appeals to her. At pres- ent we do not even approach this ideal. I am confident, however, that in the near future we shall see a large increase in the number of student organizations. If and when We do have as many as we need, what shall be the school policy toward membership in them? Shall any girl be free to join as many clubs as she likes? Shall the more capable be invited or permitted to monopolize the prominent of- fices? Shall every form of athletics be open to every girl with the result that a few girls are on every school team? Some schools have such a rule as this: No pupil can belong to more than two organizations, nor be an officer in more than one, nor participate in more than two branches of athletics. Students of East- ern High, what are your answers to the above questions? WII,LIABI R. FLOWERS

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20 THE EASTERN ECHO Kathleen fConcludedj Edna Shanahan '23 T TI'llS point, his guest again inter- rupted his thoughts. I am like Vergil's Aeneas in one respect, he began in a bitter 'fr -Mefrc tone of voice, but it occurred to him that most likely his host knew nothing about Latin, and he was somewhat surprised when he looked up and saw the father smiling knowingly. And this respect, he continued, His that misfortune follows me wherever I go. I have co-me from the South. My mother died while I was yet very young. My father had to go to Europe, so he placed me under the care of an aunt, the only living relation I had besides my father. She robbed me of my boyhood by not allowing me to go with other young peo- ple except during school hours. Then, when my father was on his way home, and liberty seemed near, a storm came up on the seag the ship was struck by lightning and it sank. All the people were reported as lost and my poor father's name was on the list. Then, my Aunt decided that as I was left almost penniless, I should not finish my college course, which was my chief joy, and she put me to work. I-lowever, in a few years, or to be exact, when I was eighteen years of age, -she died, and to my surprise, left me an small sum of money. I decided to come North and try my luck- you see the result. Thus he ended his story. Your name, boy? the father asked. Wallace lVlcDannon, the young fellow an- swered. Well, I know your father, we went to school together, Kathleen's father said. I-le was my friend and you are welcome here. Indeed, sir, I am glad I have at least found one friend and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind offer. I am staying at a cabin about three miles from here. How strange it is that we should meet here in the North and under such conditions. You know, he continued, I had a very strange dream-I mean I think it was a dream. I thought that when I was lying in the snow, a girl with deep blue eyes and curly brown hair came and tried to take the trap off my foot. She was just like the fairies I read about so long ago, he added dreamily and he looked up for an answer. Young man, said the older man in a voice of mock sternnessf' That blue:-eyed fairy was my daughter, and he burst out laughing at the comical look which overspread the young man's countenance. The days passed. Kathleen was well again and she was preparing to see the stranger who, for the first time was able to come into the liv- ing room. She arranged her hair becomingly on the back of her head, but she put in only three bone hairpins. I-ler dress of light blue gingham with its white collar and cuffs fitted her perfectly. I-ler eyes twinkled with excite- ment. I'ler father called and with a few more pats to her unruly curls she hurried into the room, and stumbled over a rug and fell right on her hands and knees. In this position she looked up rather odd- ly first at her father and then at the stranger. She knew not what to do or say, but seeing her father and his guest laughing, she too joined in, although she blushed deeply at her mis- hap. She got up, but the hairpins which never would stay in slipped out, letting her curls fall in disorder over her shoulders., After her father had introduced Wallace to her, the two men began to talk again of the South. The evening passed pleasantly as did the thirteen following ones. But when the thirteenth came, the stranger, whom we may now call Wallace, left for his own cabin and Kathleen once more began her writing with zeal. I-lowever, this did not last long, for the evenings soon became lonely for the young girl. Her father noted the differ- ence, but jealousy kept him quiet. Kathleen and her stranger friend as she laughingly called him seldom ever saw each other. She had ventured a few times to ask her father about him but she soon realized that her fath- er appeared strange and stern when she asked him about Wallace. So she refrained. Three such years passed and Kathleen's father became very ill. The servant and Kath- leen tiptoed about as if fearful that Death might enter. For weeks, nothing had been heard of Wallace because news travels slowly in the thinly populated Northland. Kathleen dared not send him word, though she longed to see him and have his help. Often she sat