Eastern High School - Punch and Judy Yearbook (Washington, DC)

Page 16 text:

EASTERN HIGH SCHOOL “Pat” Powers has been in the S. A. 'T. C Washington University, ONS Rudolph Roetchi and Paul Ratcliffe have been i the S. A. T. C. at Georgetown. They are expecting to be employed in the Government after their dis. charge. BUSINESS GRADUATES, 18 Elizabeth Kullman is back at Eastern. Eunice Good has moved to Baltimore, Ursula Ivory is working at the Red Cross. Amy Shapiro is employed by the Government. Elsie Hayden is employed at the Union Station, Mabel Fridinger is employed at the Y. M. C. A. Dorothy Baptista is employed at the Treasury. Marguerite Larkin is a stenographer in a congress- man’s office. Elva Harlan is employed in the office of C. L. Hard- ing, architect. Virginia Timmons is working for the Draft Board in the District Building. Lillian Brown is working at the Red Cross Building, Seventeenth and T streets northwest. Einar Dieserud, 1911, is vice-consul in Christiana, Norway. MARRIED— Charles L. Roetschi, ex-’ 18, and Miss Cecilia Clark. Walter Graves, 15, and Miss Marguerite Erb. S35 Camp Fire Notes OSCELA-DESIRE Oscela-Desire had the election of officers on Tues- day, November 12th. The new officers are, Miss Pau- line Lindsay, president; Gladys Van Horn, secretary, and Ellen Simons, treasurer. . The most important business of the weekly meetings centered around arrangements for a Christmas party. Our Camp Fire has turned in a number of sweaters, and has finished a large portion of the work on the Red Cross layettes. The girls took a hike on Thursday, December 5, with the Four Square Girls. They walked from the south door of the school to the Corcoran Art Gallery. ‘They also visited the English naval exhibit. Our Camp Fire has now its full quota of twenty members. The new members are those of the younger clssses who first signified their intention of joining the Camp Fire, as one of the Four Square clubs. We ex- tend our cordial welcome to our new sisters. TATAPOCHIN When so many pupils asked to be admitted into our organization, Miss Merrill was obliged to organize a second Camp Fire. The new one has chosen the In- 19 dian name Tatapochii i i tolpieceds pochin, meaning that it cannot be pulled The members have assumed a great deal in living up to their name. Already they have the maximum number of girls in their circle. As soon as the girls were initiated into Camp Fire ideals and ways, they chose their officers as follows: Elta Grabill, president; Nellie Weishaupt vice presi- dent, and Fay Meyers, secretary. This Camp Fire has been also planning its share in the Christmas party, which both camps are going to give jointly. Since it is to be given in the Drill Hall, it has been postponed until January 17. The Tatapochin girls have decided to secure their Four Square honor in Archery. They have already Practiced one day at camp and a second in front of the school. Keep the good work up, girls! perfect,” the old adage tells us. Tatapochin promises to be a wholesome rival for Oscela-Desire. The Senior circle wishes you success. The Camp Fire Girls of both clubs are earnestly. admonished to give their support to the Red Cross work, Those girls who still have unfinished work must hurry to keep pace with the more energetic mem- bers. Such a splendid start should have a worthy finish. E. V. Duvatt, ’19. S85 Miss Birtwell: “Why is a railway train put in the feminine gender?” Freshman: “Because you often miss it.” (Bright child!) Inquisitive Sophomore to George, the janitor: “Say, don’t you ever sweep under the desks and in the corners ?”” George: ‘Yessuh! dem places.” What the initials W. S. S. mean— To the Freshmen—What shameful subjects! To the Sophs—We'll stop studying! To the Juniors—What sweet smiles] To the Seniors—We'll soon succeed! “Practice makes I always sweeps everything in Morning after drill—Benner to Robb: “I heard you and Dawson arguing over who was to have me in his company, yesterday.” Robb: “Yes, Dawson was arguing to keep you out of his company, and I was arguing to keep you out of mine.” Mr. Suter: Do you know of another fishing island on the continental shelf? Miss Rearick: Yes, the funny one. She knew her lesson well. Mr. Suter: Miss Golden what does an ostrich look like? Miss Golden: I think it looks like a horse, has feet like a camel, and a neck like a giraffe. Now, that’s a bright answer.

Page 15 text:

EASTERN HIGH scHooL The Revolt (Continued from page 9.) downtown. I forgot all about it. You will find it in a little box locked up in the clock case. Love, Clara.” Contrary to the usual behavior of disaster-stricken heroes, Mr. Jones did not collapse into a chair, nor did the note drop from his neryeless fingers. He made a bound for the hat-rack, and left the house, as if it had been a burning powder mill. He dashed into the pawnshop, upsetting an umbrella stand and a pair of andirons in his haste. The fat old German, to whom he had sold the clock early in the morning, was sitting in the rear of the shop, smoking his pipe and scowling at the ceiling. “The clock!” gasped Mr. Jones as soon as he could get his breath. “Gimme the clock! Whereabouts is it at?” The proprietor gazed at him stolidly. “Vell,” said he slowly, “for vy should you be in stch a hurry? Pesides, iss it that you should bust up a man’s beesness?” “For heayen’s sake, man,” yelped Mr. Jones, “sell me that clock. I gotta have it!” “The clock he iss not here any more,” said the German. “Already I sent him for a present by my nephew what was married yesterday.” Frantically, Mr. Jones implored the address of the bridegroom, After much persuasion, he learned that the happy couple dwelt in the East Side, in a red brick house above the river. With sinking heart he left the pawnshop, boarded a street car, and soon found himself before the residence of Adolph Schmidt. He rang the bell, and Mr. Schmidt himself opened the door. With halting voice, Mr. Jones stated his proposition, offering two dollars for the clock, which he could see on the mantelpiece. It seemed to be running, but even in that distracted hour he felt a tinge of pity for the young husband. Mr. Schmidt laughed heartily. He said he would be killed before he’d sell a wedding present for two dollars. Mr, Jones bid two dollars higher. More laughter on the part of Mr, Schmidt. Our hero, sink- ing into the depths of despair, bid wildly and heavily. Clearly Mr. Schmidt was tempted, but at this point the bride, herself, stepped forward and conferred in low tones with her husband, after which the young man announced that “not under no circumstances whatever” would he sell a wedding present, not even for a hundred dollars—his wife said it was unlucky, and that settled it. Mr. Jones turned sorrowfully away and started for his car. Before he reached the corner, however, the vision of his wife’s wrath and his mother-in-law’s 17 displeasure rose like a phantom and urged him back. Again he approached Mr, Schmidt's humble dwelling. Tt was dark in the living room, but he could see a ray of light beneath the door, which, judging from the rattle of dishes, led into the dining-room. Alone with the mantel, the clock ticked temptingly. Mr. Jones was desperate. He glanced quickly up and down the dusky street, then, moved by a sudden determination, he stepped across the threshold and took the clock from its place. With the quiet skill of a more experi- enced burglar, he attempted to open the case, but, as he expected, it was locked and the key was at home. Suddenly the door flew open and Mrs. Schmidt en- tered the room. Loud shrieks rent the air, “Himmel! Adolph, come quick once! A burglar, help! The-e-e-f |” Mr, Jones bounded for the door and crossed the street as if pursued by a pack of mad dogs. On the other side was a steep bank, thickly overgrown, which led to the river. The fugitive precipitated himself over this bank, not knowing where he was going, nor caring either, for that matter. He landed suddenly among a multitude of old bottles and empty cans, stumbled swiftly through the trash and brush, and finally fell heavily in the mud beside the river. The clock lay unbroken beside him. It seemed to be run- ning, perfectly. Above him, on the street, he could hear wild con- fusion. Someone was coming down the bank with a lantern. Mr. Jones, realizing that no time could be wasted, got up hurriedly and struck out down the bank toward the city. Terrible thoughts of arrest and imprisonment arose before his eyes. He won- dered what the penalty for burglary was. Blindly he stumbled on through darkness. Many times he tripped over stones or driftwood. Finally, after seemingly interminable hours, he saw a light, which he knew must be the Central Street wharf. The clock under his arm-registered 1 A. M. when he staggered up the bank and wearily plodded up the deserted street. Several gentlemen whom he met a little later asked him what time it was. A drunk advised him to sell the clock and buy an Ingersoll. Tt was a wretched-looking object that at last reached home. His clothes were tom and dirty. His derby was smashed; his face was smeared with mud, but in his eyes gleamed the light of victory. As soon as he had sufficiently recovered, he opened the case with hands that trembled with excitement and anticipation, and then—horror of horrors—he found that there was nothing whatsoever within. He felt suddenly ill. As in a dream, he placed the clock back on the mantel, and sank wearily into a chair, where he remained till d aybreak. Then he arose, a broken man, and slowly ascended the steps.

Page 17 text:

EASTERN HIGH ScHOoL “Pat” Powers has been in the S. A. T. C. Washington University. debe ee Rudolph Roetchi and Paul Ratcliffe have been i the S. A. T. C. at Georgetown. They are expeeitne to be employed in the Government after their dis. charge. BUSINESS GRADUATES, 18 Elizabeth Kullman is back at Eastern. Eunice Good has moved to Baltimore. Ursula Ivory is working at the Red Cross. Amy Shapiro is employed by the Government. Elsie Hayden is employed at the Union Station. Mabel Fridinger is employed at the Y. M. C. A. Dorothy Baptista is employed at the Treasury. Marguerite Larkin is a stenographer in a congress- man’s office. Elva Harlan is employed in the office of C. L. Hard- ing, architect. Virginia Timmons is working for the Draft Board in the District Building. Lillian Brown is working at the Red Cross Building, Seventeenth and T streets northwest. Einar Dieseru d, 1911, is vice-consul in Christiana, Norway. MARRIED— Charles L. Roetschi, ex-’18, and Miss Cecilia Clark. Walter Graves, 15, and Miss Marguerite Erb. S88 Camp Fire Notes OSCELA-DESIRE Oscela-Desire had the election of officers on Tues- day, November 12th. The new officers are, Miss Pau- line Lindsay, president; Gladys Van Horn, secretary, and Ellen Simons, treasurer. . The most important business of the weekly meetings centered around arrangements for a Christmas party. Our Camp Fire has turned in a number of sweaters, and has finished a large portion of the work on the Red Cross layettes. The girls took a hike on Thursday, December 5, with the Four Square Girls. They walked from the south door of the school to the Corcoran Art Gallery. They also visited the English naval exhibit. Our Camp Fire has now its full quota of twenty members. The new members are those of the younger clssses who first signified their intention of joining the Camp Fire, as one of the Four Square clubs. We ex- tend our cordial welcome to our new sisters. TATAPOCHIN When so many pupils asked to be admitted into our organization, Miss Merrill was obliged to organize a second Camp Fire. The new one has chosen the In- 19 eed ‘Tatapochin, meaning that it cannot be pulled 0 pieces. The members have assumed a great deal in living up to their name. Already they have the maximum number of girls in their circle. As soon as the girls were initiated into Camp Fire ideals and ways, they chose their officers as follows: Elta Grabill, president; Nellie Weishaupt vice presi- dent, and Fay Meyers, secretary. This Camp Fire has been also planning its share in the Christmas party, which both camps are going to give jointly. Since it is to be given in the Drill Hall, it has been postponed until January 17. The Tatapochin girls have decided to secure their Four Square honor in Archery. They have already Practiced one day at camp and a second in front of the school. Keep the good work up, girls! perfect,” the old adage tells us. Tatapochin promises to be a wholesome rival for Oscela-Desire. The Senior circle wishes you success. The Camp Fire Girls of both clubs are earnestly. admonished to give their support to the Red Cross work, Those girls who still have unfinished work must hurry to keep pace with the more energetic mem- bers. Such a splendid start should have a worthy finish. E. V. Duvatt, ’19. SBS Miss Birtwell: “Why is a railway train put in the feminine gender?” Freshman: “Because you often miss it.” (Bright child!) Inquisitive Sophomore to George, the janitor: “Say, don’t you ever sweep under the desks and in the corners?” George: ‘“Yessuh! dem places.” What the initials W. S. S. mean— To the Freshmen—What shameful subjects! To the Sophs—We'll stop studying! To the Juniors—What sweet smiles! To the Seniors—We'll soon succeed! “Practice makes I always sweeps everything in Morning after drill—Benner to Robb: “I heard you and Dawson arguing over who was to have me in his company, yesterday.” Robb: “Yes, Dawson was arguing to keep you out of his company, and I was arguing to keep you out of mine.” Mr. Suter: Do you know of another fishing island on the continental shelf? Miss Rearick: Yes, the funny one. She knew her lesson well. Mr. Suter: Miss Golden what does an ostrich look like? Miss Golden: I think it looks like a horse, has feet like a camel, and a neck like a giraffe. Now, that’s a bright answer.