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

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THE EASTERNER oh Alumni Elect New Officers At a recent meeting of the Alumni Associ tion, officers for the coming year were elected They are: president, Edna Burrows; vice. president, John McInerny: secretary, Mildred Boynton; treasurer, Leonidas McDougle. With the February Class of 27 Jimmy Madison is at George Washington U, Allen Cross has assumed the role man at the Capitol. Francis Ladd is working for the Geodetic Survey. a- of a police- John Reid is working at the Government Printing Office. Karlton Stein is at the Congressional Lji- brary. Hither and Thither Donald Bingham, ’24, is president of the Forensic Debating Society of Marictta Col- lege, Ohio. The debating team recently de- feated nineteen American debating teams. Elise Clements, class of 1913, has recently been received in the Order of the Sisters of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, Marywood College, Scranton, Pa. ‘ Albert Headley, ’26, is studying electrical engineering at Bliss Electrical School. Julian Prescott, ’24, is working at Wood- ward and Lothrop’s. Durwood Bowersox, who left Eastern in 1925, is director of the Raleigh Hotel Or- chestra. Eleanor P. Curtis, °15, spent the past sum- mer painting among the lakes of Italy. One of her pictures is to be used by Harper and Brothers as a cover for a forthcoming publi- cation. Miss Custis is now assistant art direc- tor of the National Cathedral School for Girls. Karl G. Pearson, '23, has been selected as a member of the debating team of Princeton University. Elsie L. Jarvis, former student at Eastern, serving as a nurse of the Near East Relief, writes of her experiences during the earth- quake in Armenia. Elizabeth Wilson, ’13, is teaching at the University of Michigan, Ann Arbor, Michigan. King Prender, Myrtle Posey, George Roth, and Roberta Harrison, all of class of ’26, are members of “The Players,” a leading dramatic club of George Washington University. Cupid Calls Announcements of the following weddings have been made: Virginia Andrus, ex-’26, to Robert L. East- man on December 9. Edith Barnes, 716, to T. Harold Fox of Philadelphia. Percival Padgett, Jr., son of the late teacher at Eastern, to Eleanor E. Toner, at Pittsburgh. Deaths With deep regret we announce the death of Miss Mary Arline Zurhorst, 95, at 301 East Capitol Street. Karl G. Pearson, ’23, is one of four seniors at Princeton who have been chosen by the faculty to undertake the new three-course plan of study instituted this year for exceptional students who desired more time for independ- ent research. These undergraduates are re- quired to take only three curriculum courses during the year, spending the remainder of their time on a research problem of their own choice under the direction of the heads of the departments.

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THE EASTERNER Faculty Notes 30 Gone! But he won’t be forgotten! Yes, we are speaking of Mr. Claus J. Schwartz, who has accepted the position of principal at Stuart Junior High School. On Thursday, January 6, a banquet was given in the lunchroom in honor of our beloved The tables were fixed in the form of an “E.” Miss Mary J. Watts, assistant principal, was toastmistress. A program fol- lowed the banquet. All participants were mem- bers of the dignified faculty. And did they cut-up? Just ask some of the boys and girls who helped with the serving. We are certain that Mr. Schwartz will be honored and loved at Stuart Junior High School as we honor and love him here at East- ern. All to your best success, Mr. Schwartz! On Saturday, January 22, the faculty had a bridge party and luncheon at the White Pea- cock. There were seven tables. The prizes were awarded to the Misses Webb and Culbertson. Miss Helen C. Anderson, our pretty little auburn-haired and brown-eyed math teacher, has been seen wearing a beautiful pin—soror- ity pin? No! It’s a frat pin! Mr. James Moreland is the lucky man. Miss Anderson has just recently become engaged to him. Ah! Mr. Shorts, another good chance gone! Mr. Hallie D. Shorts, teacher in charge of the lockers, wants everyone who leaves pencils on top of their lockers to be sure and leave pencils that have erasers on them. Since Mr. Schwartz, Eastern’s famous “Money, money, money man” is leaving, Miss Pauline Lohmann is to be our new treasurer. Miss Lohmann is a very capable money-box keeper and we are sure that she will prove a great success. professor. Popular Sayings by Popular Teachers at a Popular Time—Lunch Have you any lettuce salad today? Dent) (Miss Put three pieces of butter on my salad plate. (Mrs. Howe) Did you save a (Miss Johnson) I want white cal of milk and a bag of potato cl T'll take coffee but I want 1 and one-third coffee. (Miss Hazelton) s Is there any more Greer’s chocolate cake? (Miss Lohmann) } ; : I'll take a cup of coffee and a piece of pie— the juiciest piece there is. (Miss Monk) Any potato salad today? (Mr. Flinn) A hard roll without butter. (Miss McMahon ) (These are daily prayers. ) bottle of milk for me today ? ke with white icing, a bottle hips, (Miss Koch) t two-thirds water A Street Car Episode (Continued from page 15) : He pays no more attention to me than if some member of his family were reminding him to mail the letters on his bureau. “Eighth Street transfer,” I bellow. He now looks at me absent-mindedly, and asks, “What did you say?” “Eighth Street transfer,” perately. “Which way?” he inquires. I had never stopped to consider it, but I now begin to ponder the matter. “North, or South?” he persists. I had just about straightened it out in my mind when he broke in on my deliberations. I now answer confusedly, “South, I guess; or rather North.” The transfer is duly punched and handed to me, and I take a seat, glad to have a few mo- ments of quiet. C After a seemingly short ride I arrive at Eighth Street, alight from the car, and scan the Eighth Street track. Not a car in sight! As I have had enough experience in waiting for cars for one morning, I conclude I do not care to repeat it, and that I will walk the re- maining distance to my destination. On my arrival at school my ears are greeted with the clamorous sound of a ringing bell. I repeat des-

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THE EASTERNER 32 The Normal News, Washington, D, C.— Your paper is always of interest to us. It is full of news of those of our alumni who are attending Normal School. High Light, Griffin, Georgia.—You certai nly have a snappy, well-written paper. Fine school spirit seems to be reflected in your articles on athletics. Heigh Chime, Frostburg, Maryland.—The paper may be rather new, but its pages are filled by thoughtful and efficient editors. Your humor department is striking in its originality. The Beacon, Philadelphia, Pa., spends a large part of its space for its club news. That is an excellent way of getting the activities of the entire student body before the school. More schools should follow its example. The Iroquois, Glen Falls, N. Y., is the best magazine we have received for a long time. From its cover page on the front to its humor department in the back, it is thoroughly and excellently worked out. The Jefferson Junior Journal, Washington, D. C., has a department devoted to section toom news. This is a novel way of presenting school news and it stirs up a beneficial competi- tive spirit which tends toward the advance- ment of the school as a whole. The Langley Pilot, Washington, D. C— Your literary department is good. The story of “A Ride on a Coaster Dip” is especially noteworthy. It is realistic and holds the reader in absorbing suspense to the end. The originality shown in the cartoons and drawings of The Comet, Milwaukee, Wiscon- sin, is nearly professional. Such things as these make the paper an advantageous adver- tisement for the school it represents. PLING eae Here are a few of the witty remarks from some of the schools we exchange with: “Will your parents be surprised when you pennies” “No; they've been expecting it for several years.” y x Sr.: “Did you ever take chloroform?” Frosh: “No; who teaches it?” Horses (Continued from page 12) sooner had we started upon the road than he slowed up to such an extent that the others were soon ahead. Then, calmly, paying no heed to my gentle remonstrances, he stalked into a pretty little field and whole-heartedly devoured as much of the foliage as was con- venient. When he had satisfied his hunger, he consented to continue on our way. But “Try, try, again,” they say. I did— once again. This time I chose a horse which had no compromisingly colorful name. He was Lucky. It sounded hopeful, anyway. He, too, nevertheless, read my open mind at a glance. I bored him, to say the least. His step lagged, and at length he turned around and started for home. This was one thing I would not allow. He was hurt and indignant when I reproached him. I became intolerable to his noble spirit. Then occurred the unforgivable act. My mount lowered himself to the dusty road, fold- ed his legs, and seated himself carelessly on the ground. Enough is enough. “gasoline age.” I am glad this is the