Emmerich Manual High School - Ivian Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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18 THE BOOSTER The Muse brought forth a huge book which she handed to me. Wonderingly I turned to the fly leaf to read Horti- culture, a science deeply odored with the fragrance flowers. Why is a daisy and wherefore is a poppy? Peruse within. We should have had this book, I said. With no flowers visible, an at- tempt was made to select the flower of our class. Feminine charm overcame us and sight unseen we chose the Mrs. Aaron Ward rose. But you did well with your motto, my companion offered. It is always difficult to find in the words of an- other, a thought which expresses the ideals and desires of the class. No difficulty this time, I interrupt- ed. That motto — ' Faithfulness In- sures Success ' came from the flourish- ing pen of one of our own authors. Indeed, ejaculated the Muse. Of course I should have surmised that, for your class possessed real ability. You mean about the design for our banner and arm bands? I asked. Exactly, she replied. Also the operetta. But the mention of that word re- called all the details of the event. The unparalleled principals, the undaunted heroes, and the beauty chorus, the hurry and rush and the professional poise at the three public performances. Our class wasn ' t entirely respon- sible, however, I objected. We ought to express thanks to the June ' Class for their assistance in making the 50- 50 proposition a real success. That ' s right, agreed the Muse. Now look at the next picture. I looked, and saw nothing but the empty auditorium. People began to come and soon the class marched in. We all looked rather sober, and I recol- lected that it was not unusual. A seri- ous aspect is always lent to the Ivy Day celebration. It is then that we first realize our actual nearness to the close of our high school days. The planting of the Ivy is our tribute and the exercises and songs we sing ex- press our sentiments toward the school. Suddenly the picture became blank, but in a moment the scene was that of the Hallowe ' en Party given by the June Class in the Gym. Take a dive and get an apple, were the words written on the scroll. It w?s strenu- ous exercise, however, that but made the refreshments the more appetizing. How much more is there? I asked the Muse. Not much, she replied. But you musn ' t omit details. What is that on your coat? Where? On the lapel. That? Oh well, you know good yarns always stick by us, so also will the memory of the knitting clubs. You did but do your duty, chuck- led the Muse. Why that ' s the class play, I ex- claimed. When we were no longer students at Manual, but were living in Hatfield back in the 1600 ' s as deacons, ministers, brothers, sisters, mothers, magistrates and — Or were professionals in the be- hind the scene work in your own the- atrical world, broke in the Muse. Now for another party, she added. The Roines boys surely entertained royally, even to Santa Claus — and did you dance? Dance? I echoed with a significant wink. Well, then there ' s Class Day, the Muse continued. The program — But, I interrupted, I can ' t write about that, I ' m not a futurist, nor a prophet; it ' s all too visionary. Then perhaps I ' m visionary too, snapped the Muse. You are very im- pertinent, young man, and you can — Before I had the opportunity to apol- ogize, the floor of the attic way up in the land of the Past, fell from beneath me, and I went whirling down with papers flying about me. Down, down through the clouds until I dropped right here very softly with my history all done up in a little green book. But the e is one more verse to my song. A word of advice is always most free, But the June Class historian please listen to me, ' Twill not be so long till your duty will call, So remember these words, as they tell you all: Call not on a Muse, for sad to relate, One never can tell if she ' ll love you or hate. The Freshman have staunch support- ers in Mr. G. H. Westing and Mr. C. B. Dyer for the success of the Freshman track meet, as Mr. Westing donated a sweater to the winner and Mr. Dyer furnished the medals at a great reduc- tion.

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THE BOOSTER 17 JANUARY 1918 HISTORY BY CHARLES P. MAC GINNIS In presenting this, the history of the January 1918 Class of the Emmerich Manual Training High School, I ask you to share my pleasure in recalling the happy occasions of the past year. A task, yet a pleasing task, often leads one into flights of fancy. Recall for a moment the way in which the poet, artist or musician of old set about his calling. Each held a devout belief in a Muse of his particular art, and noth- ing was ever begun without invoking her aid. Will you forgive me if I make an attempt, however crude, to imitate those men of yore? Picture, then, the historian seated before his work trying here and there to gather up the tangled threads of the Weaver Time. Groping blindly in the imaginary channels of inspiration, he beholds drawing near an ancient Muse upon whom he calls in the old-time way. O, Guardian of events gone by, Events slipped into dim and dusty past. Bring forth again, with charms re- cast, O Thou, who keeping of them hast. So alwavs kind to him who sought her aid, The Muse speaks softly, unafraid. Historian of the January Class, Events and days again shall pass. Write on and on, see each day o ' er, Preserve the record, ask no more. But, I urgred, I must ask more. Where can I find these things, I know not where they are kept, you must show me. Very well, sighed the Muse. You must come with me up into my attic. Attic? I inquired. Yes, you see a Muse is much like a mortal. When we are through with things, they are nut away in the attic for safe-keeping. Suddenly we began to ascend and a moment later we found ourselves in a huge room, all about the walls of which were great portraits and be- neath each of them a long scroll. Now this first picture, I remember is room 29, and the scroll says that on March 1st the first meeting of the class was held. Some fifty members were present and in an eagerly con- tsted struggle the officers were chosen and elected. The Muse touched a button beside the picture, and immediately the fig- ures began to move about in wild ex- citement. What ' s the trouble? I asked. Nothing, said the Muse. They are just having a discussion about the class color. This is the second meet- ing, and a precedent in being estab- lished that things are not to be set- tled without debate. But now they have decided that old gold is to be the color of their choice. We moved up to the next picture, an animated scene. I recognized it as the St. Patrick ' s Day party, on March 16. The scroll was brief. The inscription was the Gym, green ribbons, baby clothes pins, punch, pig in the parlor, music and dancing. Our first attempt at social affairs. The next was surely a moving pic- ture. It was of several dozen oscillat- ing scraps of drawing paper. Finally they settled down and revealed as many dozen hieroglyphics. No, they were designs and one of them, bearing a semblance to either a sorority in- signia or a base ball diamond, ap- peared in the foreground. Recognize it? asked the Muse. It ' s your class pin. Room 29 was the setting of the next scene, the reorganization meeting. I noticed then a number of new faces present, but I also missed a few that had been there previously. I tried to learn from the scroll the details of re-organi zing but there was no comment except upon the political scheming on the part of the girls. A little box then appeared before us, and from it issued a tinkle and jingle as of dropping coins. That ' s the echo of the money con- tributed for various things, explained the Muse. To call it the French Or- phan Drive sounds brutal, and besides there was no drive about it. Every- thing was given freely, and as a re- sult we became the proud god-papas and god-mamas of three little French kiddies. That was written on the scroll, which continued: First a direct help to Uncle Sam through the purchase of two Liberty Bonds and second an in- direct help by sending cheer and aid to his nephews in the form of maga- zines and comfort bags.

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THE BOOSTER 19 We, the January Emmerich Manual School of the City of Indianapolis, in the County of Marion, and in the State of Indiana, being of sound mind and memory, do make, publish and de- clare this our last Will and Testa- ment in manner following, that is to say: First: We declare that all of our just debts be paid, also the bill for the tombstone which was ordered by Ray- mond Helm. Second: We give to our class spon- sor, Miss Burnside, our heartfelt ap- preciation and gratitude for her wil- lingness to promote class activities. Third: We give and bequeath Five Hundred ($500.00) Dollars for the purchase of searchlights and direct that every one entering the building before eight o ' clock be furnished with one of these lights, so that there will be no head-on collisions or serious ac- cidents when a student attempts to reach his roll room. Fourth: We give and bequeath One Thousand ($1,000.00) Dollars and di- rect that a complete set of shock ab- sorbers be put on each seat in the au- ditorium, (need for this was shown Ivy Day.) Fifth: We give and bequeath one gross of pink pencils to George Gar- ard, treasurer of the June Class, so that he may figure his class debts as successfully as our treasurer, Baron Henry. Sixth: We will one of Count Bat- ley ' s shoes to Captain Spitz, of the Knitting Battery X, to be made into a saddle. Seventh: We give Mr. Koontz, Ber- nett Willis ' pomp to be used instead of a cat fur in charging the electro- phorous. Eighth: We will part of Hershel Deming ' s bashfulness to John Rice. (Don ' t you think that he needs it?) Ninth: We give and bequeath Tony Foster ' s Santa Claus suit to one of the Faculty (preferably one who is quite stout and good natured). Mr. Stark will probably be the heir to this. Tenth: We will the dancing quali- ties of Grace Aldrich to Mrs. Vernon Castle. Eleventh: We give to the school library ten copies of The Extrava- JANUARY 1918 WILL BY WILLIAM WILSON gance of Deputy. Twelfth ' 18 Class of the Training High Primping by Kathryn We give all of our knit- ting needles, knitting bags, etc., to the June Class. We direct that Kearsley McComb see that these are put to good use. Thirteenth: CENSORED. Fourteenth: We give Raymond Helm ' s ability to help himself to the leading man in the June Class play. Fifteenth : We give the extra height of Arthur Boulin to String Bean Hurd. Sixteenth: We give and bequeath the Army Sweater, worn by one of the members of the January Class to George Garrard, since he intends to go to the front. (We intended to give this to another member of the class, but we see that that member has one.) Seventeenth: We give to the June Class the advice not to dance in the property room during class play re- hearsals, because, in spite of the se- cret bell you arrange, you will be caught. Eighteenth: To some girl in the next June Class, we give part of the life of Nina Sanders, i. e. the mirror in the cloak room No. 29. Nineteenth: To Ralph Werner we give the exquisite pair of spectacles Avorn by Deacon Small, as Ralph seems to be quite fond of glasses, or rather the frames themselves. Twentieth: We give to Joe Schoen 29 cents to buy a class ribbon so that he won ' t have to do without as Louis Koss did. Lastly: We hereby appoint Mr. Hol- loway executor of this last Will and Testament: hereby revoking all for- mer Wills made by us. In Witness Whereof, We have here- unto subscribed our names, the 18th day of January, in the year of our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred Eighteen. Skinner, come out from behind the booshes. Why didn ' t Mr. Ammerman lose his tie? There were plenty of them along the track. Thelma Dold says that she doesn ' t see why the boys always paddle the poor little canoes.