Fairmont High School - Maple Leaves Yearbook (Fairmont, WV)

Text from Pages 1 - 142 of the 1920 volume:

MR. COLEBANK FROM THE COMMERCIAL POINT OF VIEW : DEDICATION. This hook. our dearest possession, we respectfully dedicate to our sponsor, (ilenn F. IJams, a true and loyal W est V irginian. MR. GLENN F. BARNS. Our sponsor, Mr. Glenn F. Barns, was born in Fairmont, W. Va.. July 17. 1X72. his family being among thr oldest residents of Fairmont. Mr. Barns graduated from the High School, attended the Normal School and at the same time completed a course in shorthand. When the Monongahela Railroad was completed between Fairmont and Clarksburg, in 1X90, he accepted a position as stenographer for the (ien- cral Manager, and remained in this position until 1892, when he accepted the junior position in the First National Bank of Fairmont. Mr. Barns was with this bank for seventeen years, passing through all the positions to Assistant Cashier, which position he held in 1909, when he accepted the cashier- ship of The National Bank of Fairmont (which place he now occupies), being one of the largest National Banks in the State. Mr. Barns has occupied the position of President of the cst Virginia Bankers’ Association and is well and favor- ably known throughout the banking fraternity of the State, besides enjoying a wide acquaintance outside of West Vir- ginia. We arc proud to speak of Mr. Barns’ patriotism during the war. as he was Chairman of Marion County' in the First. Second and Third Liberty Loan Campaigns, as well as Chair- man of the War Savings Stamp Committee of Marion County. Marion County oversubscribed its quota in all Lib- erty Loans and War Savings Stamp Campaigns, and we largely’ attribute it to the untiring and patriotic endeavors of our sponsor. FOREWARD. It may seem odd to a great number of people why this book was called the “Odd Number. This name was suggested bv the unusual existing con- ditions at the beginning of the publication of this book. There were elected thirteen members on the staff. The first meeting of the staff was held on the thirteenth of January. All the staff meetings were held in room thirteen on tlu thirteenth of each month. This is the thirteenth annual publication of th Maple Leaves and in a High School building, which is thirteen years old. So you see the name Odd Number is very appropriate for this year's publication of our High School Annual. r. « FAIRMONT HIGH SCHOOL There'� a school, we all are proud of. There' a school, we all adore. There’s a school that always wins the trophy. In Athletics on the field and floor. To the Tune of “Smiles.” There's a school that never fails to conque.-. In the game, in play and work as well. And the school that won the Silver Trophy is Fairmont High, we’re glad to tell. Fdmond Troxcll. 'J0. FINANCE BOARD. 8 ft SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS O. G. WILSON. Mr. W ilson accepted the position of Superintendent of the schools of Fairmont and began his duties here in the fall of 1915. The city of Elkins lost a very valuable man when Mr. W'ilson came here. Otis Guy Wilson was born on a farm in Ritchie County, West Virginia. He was graduated from Wesleyan College in 1903. In 1907 he received the Bachelor of Arts degree, and in 1911 the Master degree from West Virginia Univer- sity. The summer of 190© he spent in graduate work at Chicago University, and that of 1909 at Columbia University. He taught in the rural schools of his native county for four years. He was later principal of the I’cnnsboro graded schools and superintendent of West Huntington schools. In 1908 he was elected superintendent of the schools of Elkins and held that position until 1915. Mr. Wilson has been in Fairmont live years. Our Superintendent is a prominent man of this city and has held several honorary positions, such as a member of the State Textbook Commission. 1912. and President of the West Virginia Education Association. 1914. PRINCIPAL GEORGE H. COLEBANK. If you want any information, help in any way. or if you have a hard question to solve and need advice, see Mr. Cole- hank. He has proved himself capable of any responsibility and the most efficient principal I . II. S. has ever had. Mr. Colebank received his training at West Liberty Nor- mal and the West Virginia University. Fairmont High School has the value of Mr. Colcbank's experience, for he was principal of the high schools in Mannington and Grafton before taking up his position here. to GARTH WATSON Bowline Green Buunevi University. Wettern Kentucky Normal School. Typewntii Shorthand tint. MARJORIE CHR1SWELL. Mechanic Institute, N. Y. Domeitic Art. VIRGINIA GASKILL. Domcttic Science. Mechanic Institute. New York. II FRANCES FROST. A.B Ollvctt College. Botany. Blooey. LUCILLE STANDARD. Bookkeeping. Bowling Green Business University. Bookkeeping. Typewriting. VENIT1A DUDGEON. Music New York University. Supervisor of Music. WILIIEI.MINA D. COCKAYNE, A.B. AM. Hidtlberg College. Columbia Uni- versity. Junior Enirlieh. Ancient History. BEULAH DAVIS. A.B. West Virginia University. Junior English. Commercial English, Maple Leaves Advisor. MARY FRANCES HARTLEY. A.B. Smith College. Latin. Sophomore English. CLARA J. LEAMAN. A.B. Dickerson College. Sophomore English. First Year Latin. MARY E. MOORE. A.B. West Virginia University. Civica. Vocational Guidance. RUTH L. ROSS. A.B. Ohio Wesleyan. Mathematics. BESSIK J. KKED. A B. Went Virginia University. Librarian. DAISY D. WEDDING. A.B. DePauw University. Modern History, Atrerican llntory. MARY A MHRVKY. A B. We t Virginia University. Pieshman English. VIOLA A. WOPE. A.B. Wt« Liberty Normal School. Writ Virginia University. Senior English. B. D. KAHN. B.S. Colgate Univeruty. Mathematic . Athletic Coach. E. V. VANGILDKK. B.S.C. West Virginia University. Chemistry. Physics. J. C. DANCE. B. LS. Bowling Green Business University. Bookkeeping. Shorthand. 13 I K J. HAWKINS. Manual Training. CORA E. KINCAID. Ohio State University, Fairmont State Normal School. Mathematic . E. M. MUSGRAVE. B. Sc. Agr. Agric ulture. Marahall College. Weit Vugmia University. MARY LOUISE OLDHAM IZA M. NEAL. A.B. T. C. MOORE. Wellesley. Studied Abroad. Went Virginia University. Fairmont Normal. Columbia University. Business College. French Summer School. Bunin� Island. French, Latin. 14 THINGS AS THEY AIN'T. Ten minutes after the last Ron had rung. I rushed madly up the steps of I . H. S. and dashed into the cloakroom. hen I decided that as long as I was ten minutes late I would look into the mirror to sec if 1 was presentable. I found Miss Oldham at the mirror fixing up. so I asked her for her powder puff and lipstick. Mire, she said. Go ahead and use them. Here, wait a minute and I’ll darken your eyebrows with this cvebrow pencil.' “Thanks awfully. I said, going out the door. Then I went upstairs to my Latin class Miss Hartley met me at the door and said: I beg your pardon for beginning class before you came, but'they were st� eager to get to work that I couldn't re- strain them. I told her not to let it hap] en again, and then I took my seat. George,” said Miss Hartley, will you write this trans- lation on the board? Well. Miss Hartley. I would like to awfully well, but I sprained mv foot on the gym floor last night, and I am afraid I might hurt it if I were to go to the board. That is perfectly all right. George, and I am very sorry „ about your foot. It isn’t very important the translation. I mean.” When I told Miss Hartley I didn't have my lesson be- cause I had gone to a party the night before, she said she was glad that I cou’d get social as well as mental develop- ment. When the study bell rang she excused the class. ia as she didn’t know any more about the lesson, and so 1 went to the library. Just as I opened the door 1 heard Miss Reed cry out: “Oh. everybody come see the organ grinder and the monkey.” We all rushed to the windows and had lots of fun watch- ing the monkey. Some of the boys wanted to finish getting their references, but Miss Reed said they would be wasting their time, and besides she couldn't help them because the monkey was so attractive. As the classes were changing Mr. Colebank stopped one of the boys in the ball and asked him for a match, as he wished to smoke, lie asked the boys whv they weren’t smoking, and advised them to do so. ”In geometry we learned one new proposition, and Mr. Kahn said. I am afraid you people have been thinking too I a-d in learning this theorem and so you may do anvthing you like as recreation.” Most of the boys went outside and played ball, and we girls sat on the steps of the boys’ entrance. Miss Oldham cal ed from out the window, and said that we might go down on the campus if we wanted to. So we borrowed a little wagon from a little boy. and pulled each other around on the campus. Finally the bell rang and I decided I would go to Vergil class with some of the girls. Miss Xecl was all dolled up in French heeled pumps, a stylish narrow skirt, a thin georgette waist, and her hair looked perfectly stunning arranged in puffs over her ears. We didn’t have a very good time because Miss Xeel insisted that wc learn a new dance step. The victrola was in her room and she said she hated to lose the “swell opportunity to practice that new step.” When I came back that afternoon, 1 went into the study hall. Mr. Colcbank said we might use the moving picture machine, and he said we could use any film we wanted. So during the first period that afternoon I saw a Douglas Fair- banks film. After riding up in the elevator 1 was put off in the attic, where reposes the quiet and peaceful (?) 2 05 history class. Miss Wedding told us that she knew everybody had their lesson, so she read us two or three chapters of “Dear Mablc.' that we might become acquainted with the modern tactics of warfare. Then we were honored by an extemporaneous debate “Resolved that no high school boy should spend two hours in the office studying after school. ' Affirmative—John Trach. and negative—Seldon Dean. We came out of history after spending an hilarious hour, and lead by Miss Hartley. Miss Oldham and Miss Frost, we slid down the banister to the three ten Junior English class. Hey you kids hurry up and get to your seats because I can't count noses until 1 do.” said Miss Cockayne. For craps sake. said Norman Cunningham. I can’t get this blamed Autocrat at the supper table!” Goodnight! Ilow do you expect anybody to get it the way the old guy raves on?”. I said. You young reprobates ought to be knocked out for using such ruff stuff in Junior English, said Miss Cockayne. Oh hang sorrow, care killed a cat.” replied Violette Mc- Closkev. We hung on to the Autocrat until Miss Cockayne was crying about the humor which no one else could see, and when the bell rang we found some one had locked the door. But that didn’t bother us any because we could climb out the window. I don’t know how to end this. 1 suppose I should say This was the end of a perfect (?) day. Mary Bennett, ’20. ia AS WE SEE EM. A ■ Mr. VVllfc. vd'-«p J in. . «T ,A i k SL KiUr i y r m 0'w ui c «� S' � j«% • v« V ,, T •;■ , t - - i; I .p. McN-}'- c«i� Scv� Cfc.. . ‘vv X M; k t4 j fn ffe Ur4, ,V«r-' C t� aVT..k«4 w«. fcvki . '■-•••• ft T-ftfe 5Sr V • it I teg •',N r-X- ) ,V V b ■ K. S -T.'-. X$£d - JUK'Ui 1 rr CTSS Mr Dvw i� p«4 4|i „ r h-� n. tfr. Kt a bkw up ■• .: T J m cr- ■— .- mt.' W Hir+Uj yr r.-t |ooJfttaj. PV Hv� fc « a .: j V ■- l :';V jr M ■s '• ,?%’l H V ■ i _n_r5WD r {r- f 1is f N froze H“'T1 17 Officers. President .... Vice President Secretary...... Treasurer Historian .... .....Walter Smouse ....James Carpenter .......Ruby Moran Harry Higginbotham .....Ruby Williams is THE HISTORY OF THE C. E. HUTCHINSON CLASS. The class of '19 needs no introduction to the public, as its fame is already well known. But as a gentle reminder, we will here leave a record of a few of its achievements. The class of '19 has been facing a different set of exist- ing conditions, owing to the great world war. than any of the previous classes have been called upon to face. Some of our boys were called to government service, but a few have returned this year to complete their school work, and will graduate with their class. The many Red Cross, Thrift Stamp, Liberty Loan and Refugee Relief drives have been met by the class with enthusiasm, and their patriotism has been shown by the willingness to sacrifice in order to help win the war. We have always felt that we were very wise and fortu- nate in our choice oi Mr. C. F.. Hutchinson as our class spon- sor. He has honored the parties given by the class each year with his presence, and has taken great interest in the class. The class has always immensely enjoyed itself when entertained by Mr. Hutchinson at his beautiful home. When we elected our class officers in our Junior year, we chose Charles I-oar as president. He was a good leader and would still have been our president if he had not gradu- ated with the class of '18 last year. When we started to school this year we saw that we needed a leader, and as Walter Smouse had always been an energetic and enthusi- astic worker when he was president during our Freshman and Sophomore years, we again chose him for our president. The class during its Junior year published the Maple Leaves under very trying conditions and the prediction that we would go bankrupt. We need not say tor the “Maple Leaves that they have proved to be both interesting and entertaining, as they speak for themselves. The demand for them has been so great that we here wish to inform those doubting predictors that we are far from being bankrupt. The dramatic and musical ability of many in the class has been shown on various occasions. The dramatic talent of the class has been enjoyed by the public and school in the chapel programs and play, The Time of His Life, given by our class when Juniors. The musical talent has been manifested through the glee club and orchestra on numerous occasions. The class is very proud of its athletic and cheer leaders. Without such efficient leaders, perhaps the trophy case which belongs to the school would not contain so many silver cups, which have been awarded as prizes to the athletic teams. We are soon to leave the High School, and while some of our number will continue their studies in various colleges or universities, others will assume responsibilities of earning a livelihood, and also a reputation, in the business world. It is with the assurance of success that we go forth to face any new responsibilities which we may be called upon to meet. Ruby Williams. Historian. WALTER SMOUSE. Either a future presi- dent or a jail bird. ORA KISNER. In fellowship well could •he laugh and jest. CATHERINE FORD. Lovu of all thing alive. RUBY WILLIAMS. Would he were mine.” EDITH JONES. A comrade, blithe and full of glee. GLENN CRUSH. He is genial, good- honed and arcommo dating. MARY K. HOWARD. FRANK JAMISON RUBY MORAN. EDITH MORAN. ORVILLE WOLF. LULU GOOD. Mary just lately a.pir- Something between a Fanciful. fkkie. In- In the cla� of '� Parkersburg High I A noble type ol good, ed to Titian lock� . hindrance and a help. geniou . queer; true. there I on who ai- great, but Fairmont heroic womankind. tender, lovable, cun- way ha her work High is better, mng and dear. well done. She ha hoars for work and minute for play, and never idles her time away. EUFHA PRUNT . Whate'tr it ■■ the ha to do. ht don it; then it'� dona. PRANK PIERPONT. Frank it one of that very, rare (?) kind, who have the girl al- ways m mind.n MARCHIE NUTTER. She studies with vim, and play jutt the •ante. Whatever ahe’a •torn � he' all ia the game. ALLENE CLELLAND So tweet and demure. For blue and home • tckneia he � ure i a cure. THOMAS SPRINGER You could find none keener. And to teU the truth, none muc.i leaner. MARY ROUSH. Jutt a dear and kind a •he it pretty. JAMES CARPENTER. Yet do I (ear thy na- ture; it i too full o( the milk of human kindac . MARY PRUM. Always pleatant. alway smiling. IRENE STANHAGEN. Irene' beauty is far and wide, a every- one doe know. In only one the will con- fide. and that one' name t« Joe. LUCILE LOWE. Give her a hammer—the want to knock. KATHERYN SCHAEFER Kathcryn is very popu- lar—among boy and guls alike. HARRY HIGIN- BOTHAM. ‘An unusual specimen; containing hard work and lun, rolled up in one. 21 ELIZABETH TETER. A lively, lovely lady. JOHN HAYMOND. Hi heart runneth away with hi� head. FANNIE RAY. A loyal Senior, and a true friend. NELLIE WISE. -She major m talk. FRANK SWEARIN- GEN. Hi diidacttoaF Hie recitations in geo- metry.” MAY POE VINCENT. A conscientious girl, tweet, hind. good. n everything. MARTHA BYER A good example of an ii'eal high school girl. william McWhor- ter. A quiet but loyal mem- ber of the Senior Class. LILLIAN DAILY Not only around ore infancy, doth heaven with all its splendors lie. BEATRICE LYONS. “A girl one could adore, and love and pal «nth evermore.” HERBERT HAMIL- TON. •'Pete'� favorite pa� timc it ’Coon‘ hunting. EDWILDA JOHN- SON. She smiled on all the looked upon, and her looh� went every- where. 72 ETHF.L RICE. DENZIL MAY HURST. Thit fair youm maiden A Hmltr boy treads ‘V never tad. and not the earth. when you are near her you have to be «lad. ELMYKA NEEL. A very hippy tr' it the. when accom- panied by a handle me GENKVIVE COR- DRAY. K cheery unite tor all the meett. be it in cleat or on the meets. CLARENCE ROSS. ALL the «ood don't die younjj. RUTH FEATHER. “Beauty it itt own ex- cute tor bem . HERMANN MARTIN. MARY RICHIE. Oh! To be a gallant Quiet I thould tay � o! as a knight of old—.� But Jutt at tweet at the can be. CLARENCE KEENER. FAIRY HALL. Hark to the hurried “Have you a little Fairy taxation ot Jet pair— your home? Where it my lrl?“ An echo an wera. Where? FORREST KNIGHT. VIRGIL LOWE. A future tate«mar. Vir«tl it quiet and Did you hear hit ac- mode� !, and never has ceptance ot the 'roott much to say. but it � 1- magmheent cup'? way count� for mote when Vir il explain the way. J3 4 EDNA HARDIN. CECIL STANSBURY. FLORENCE KNIESEL MARGARET PRESCH- KON. “Laugh and grow fab HUGH MANLEY. IRENE DAVIS. Thi it a fiower which tmtle on everyone. Cecil it Not to not to a very fine lad. very good, but very bad. And with her graceful wit. there wat in. wrought a tweet «im- plicit of thought. He is tall and slim and tlendcr. la quiet and never nagt. He it generally known at Skinny, foe hi very long, lank left. “Oh. you jaw! MILTON HARRISON. Iky 1� proving him- • «'I a te.ood Van Ctkfer. EVA SPRINGER. Who could help but like Eva ) MARGUERITE GIL- HART. One Uuetl toul oI womankind without thee, what were W� r WILLIAM FORTNEV. Talking teem to be the ••Stall ol Life” to tbit good looking girl. ETTA CUNNINGHAM We give thee naught but respect and good wtthet. EMMOR SAUNDERS. Why thou Id I tell all my tecreta? ’ MILDRED SANDER TILLIK RUNT. BECK. Path ion mirror. Gent' and fair, with dark curly hair. BROCK SHOWALTER Ohf Say (irli, how do you lik my new tit? ARLO DEBRUCQUE. A «lent tongue «how� a wit bead. BURL SHACKLEFORD. “If chance win have me kin : why. chance may crown me without my etir.” BESSIE BROWN. “Be� � ic ia never teen unlest ac- companied by her trusty cane PERCY PRICKBTT. A geometry ttar. which never thinet except on Monday and ia the meantime.” JANE SPEDDIN “Jan it a Kttl iri. but know more thtn you think.” MARION KRAMER. “A popular youn lady who C©e oH ia a ra e when any- one tayt the'a not fit for the •ta .” “THE ODD FELLOWS” GOLDIE HOLDERS', ”1 mutt mi mytelf with action. le t I wither with detpair.” GEORGE MAYERS. ‘A chap whom many admire for hi manner and fauitle at- tire.” KATHERINE MILLER. Don't know r? Well, that'� where you're raining tome- thin ?” HUGH FOX. It no dit rac to be fat— but an awful inconvenience. JESSIE PULLER. “True a th needle to the pole, or at the dial to th tun.” EDWARD MOATS. Mr name' Moat , get me kid? 'X what I ain't done—ain't been did.” OWEN DONHAM. You can't aay he'� exactly FAT— But ncverthclea� — He'� all right! OTIS REED. Tall and narrow but joUy.” NELLIE ICE. “Mitt Nellie Elirabeth Ice Hat manner very nice. And pretty li ht hair. With a Kigcle to tparc: To the Senior she add rasch ‘spice.’ ” MARY FARRELL. ”You ju� t take a little of the r y of the tky, A cloud for th lathe , and you have Mi� « Mary' eye .” IRENE VINCENT. “Music hath charm, and to have I: Everybody love ra —I wonder 2ft Tc Day C MAHl I� [ ■ r J Jr. 3 MUGM-M nJBLI C ircndv ELI ZABTTM-T .J%S RUBY-W FUZZY JIPI-C uQ¥-C MAPY-K H EPPIE-r l 'V MARY v 3? RICHIE Fl.O-K EDITH-J WAlJTl rS RUBY-P'I Bt'VI PERCY f?r ( CMHwCf VEWMit e lWs t « ,u Qjit W SVu vr n lM ! •. ■ f v.fi'H Ptre WureK Gca f F?4y LULU IrCo� . T 0 H JM i t ,NCrC y .kwi H raVWi. VlflGll tOAC. F «K J4«i N N T VldC6Nr. tfco X «vcf C. PSHPo MW ja mupife Ofe-Ka=cr. SWNXRS NU.UC ice u u INI I o R J u IN I O R GRADUATION iTT,‘T 2.0 Officers. President ..................................Harper Meredith Vice President ................................... ° ’ ost Secretary ..........................................Margaret Smith Treasurer ............................................Albert Knight Historian ..............................Norman Cunningham JUNIOR CLASS POEM. In Fairmont Nigh School there’s a class, That always leads the other three; It's loyal, every lad and lass. And now, please, hear its history. In nineteen sixteen, you should know. The class of twenty was begun; A little green, a little slow. Rut glad to be here, every one. As Sophomores we knew it all (Those Freshmen, they were awful green). The Juniors were a far, far call From Seniors, who were best, I ween. And now we’re Juniors, best of all The Junior classes gone before; For Rose and Silver’ll never fall, And G. F. R. will lead the four. Virginia Swearingen, ’20. JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY. September the twenty-fifth, nineteen hundred and six- teen. was a very exciting day in Fairmont High School. Sophomores, Juniors and the great Seniors returned to school all very eager to see the nineteen-twenty Freshman Class. Freshmen have always been objects of great curiosity, but these Freshmen were particularly curious in that their mem- bers numbered two hundred and one students. 1 his was the largest and peppiest'' class ever admitted to Fairmont High School. In due time Freshmen and upper-class men became ac- quainted and we began to consider ourselves real students. At our first class meeting we elected the following offi- cers: President, Fern Snider; Vice President. George Arnett; Secretary, Virginia Wilson; Treasurer. Albert Knight; His- torian. Margaret Smith. In the selection of class colors we were very original—choosing old rose and silver; and as our class flower, sweet peas. In nineteen hundred and seventeen. September twentieth, we returned to school as all-important Sophomores. After having completed one year of High School, unaided by a sponsor, we decided that we needed the assistance of some prominent man. We elected, therefore. Air. Glenn F. Barns as class sponsor. In May we held a very jolly class picnic at one of the Tygarts alley River camps. 'c also participated in a Lib- ertv Loan parade, doing our bit. with two unique floats. We left school in June after a happy and eventful year. Bv this time our teachers had grown to love most of us and to tolerate the rest of us. We resolved to become more prominent during our next year, and to make a name for ourselves. On September the sixteenth, nineteen hundred and eighteen, we again found ourselves in the well-loved old Hieh School building. We realized the work that lay before us and we immediately got busy.” We elected new class oili cers, as follows: President, Harper Meredith; icc Prcsi dent. Roy Yost; Secretary, Margaret Smith; Treasurer, Al- bert Knight; Historian, Norman Cunningham. VYc held a very enjoyable class party on Friday. March the twenty-first. A very good program was given and de- licious refreshments were served. The Maple Leaves staff was elected and soon began work on this book, which we think is the best ever put out by any class. The Juniors on April the twenty-fifth, very success- fully presented a play. “Close to Nature. The play was an amusing farce. According to reports, the cast covered it- self with glory.” The members of the cast were: Norman Cunningham, Avery Ash. Edmund Troxcll, Harry Scott, lames Barret. '22. Joseph Conley, Joseph Conaway. Margaret Knight. Mary Bennett. Yalena Shuttlesworth and Violettc McCloskcy. On May the fifth we unanimously voted the Junior pro- ject a bronze memorial tablef. containing the names of the alumni and those still in school who served their country in the great war. We fully intend to carry out this project, as it forms a fitting memorial to our soldier graduates. A Home Cheer Committee was also chosen, whose duty it will be to visit and cheer any High School student absent on account of illness. This committee will fill a long-felt need and will be appreciated very much. A splendid future lies before us. We have accomplished successfully our work for this year. We are proud of our sponsor. Mr Bams, and wc intend to make him proud of us. Every Junior is going to work to help make the nine- teen-twenty class the best ever graduated from Fairmont High School. ro Yiolette McCloskcy. '20. DALE SQUIRES. Pretty hair. (Red) Jealousy. (Dead) Ctrl in tight, (Pled). FLORENCE COOCLE RUBY MOORE. EUNICE KELLY. ANNIE STRAIGHT. GAIL HESS. Ha� a goodly � upp!y ol conscience She docth little kind- nesses. which moil leave undone or de- spite. Eunice i« always in (or a good time, to ju� t look her up when you get the “blue . She � honest and earn- He i young and in his est and (air, and to prune, will graduate- all her work gives in- i( given time, finite care. HAROLD JONES. PERN SNIDER. I believe hit height it A smile 11 the tame I (t. 10. all languages. MILDRED RIDGE- RUBY LINN. WAY. '■ . Abridgement o( all that Intelligent, 11 u d i out. it pleasant in woman- happy and gay. a tar- hood, get lor everything coming her way. LENA WAMSLEY. HARPER MERIDRTH. Quietnett it one ©I All men are possible Lena'� qualities. heroes. SI JOSEPH CONLEY. Through his ability as a business manager, th.s book was made a suc- cess. MARY BENNETT. A twinkle in her eyes, a smile, and a bright and shining disposi tion; these qualities belong to Mary. She is one of the stars of the Student Constella tion. PIERRE HILL. A bright career is be- fore him. All tongue� pronounce his praise. MARGARET SMITH. As sweet and fair as the flowers in Spring is she. VIRGINIA WILSON. I don't bother work, work don't bother me. I'se fo' times as hap- ?y as a butt-humble- ee. NORMAN CUNN1N0- HAM. It costa nothing to be a gentleman. GERALDINE BROWN. Never worry and get wrinkles; cheer up. •mile and get dim- ples.” LOUISE SHOWAL- TER. Liked by everyone, in- eluding the FACUL- TY. VIOLETTK McCLOS- KEY. The stage, the stage: my kingdom is the stage. PRANCES McCRAY. Littiesi of all we value dear. SARA WATTS. A brighter star, a rich- er bloom than e'er did western leaves. MARY TURKOVICH. Of girls like our own Mary true. there'll never be sufficiency. She makes us laugh, or dries our tear , srith equal calm effi- ciency. T2 EDGAR CLOVER. HESTER STUCKEY. EDITH HITE. OSA SLOAN. JOSEPHINE MAPLE. LILLIAN McEWAN. Alway jetting into The night it long that trouble — and getting never find the day. out again. Oh. for a teat in tome poetic nook, just hid with treet and spark- ling with a brook, where we can go and •tay. and catt loving glance the whole Ion “A good impretaion where're the may go; and all who know her will tay thi i to. Did vou ever tee her •mile? It's about the beat thing I can think of. Hof tit, simple, and tweet at the May- flower . JOHN TRACH. 'Be good and you'll be happy, but you'll mitt a lot of fun.” DAISY ROSENMER- KLE. “Daitlct won't tell! NELLIE BENNETT. To know ray deed, 'twerc best not know mytelf. GERTRUDE ROLLINS Gcrtrut'c' hardest work it trying to keep Mist Wedding from finding out how much his- tory the know . PANSI K SHACK I.E- FORD. ‘ «he it a lady, tall and fair, with deep blue eyes and Titian hair. FRED BELL. If I don't have a good epinion of myself, who will? I 33 REX ARNETT. META GALL1HKR. MEREDITH KLINE. ELIZABETH AKINS. GENEVA MICHAEL. HERBERT KISIIER With Paul McCray, this hoy doe play. Meta like� calisthenics; in (act. belts. What kind of bells? Dumb Bealls! Her strong point? Try- ing to be cute. Just buy those begins’ of Elizabeth Akins And therein. sure, you'll find a cure for lonely boys with ap- petites poor. jentle of spirit, beneh- He condenses his wit cent of mind. into a few brief sen- tences. which arc in- tensely pungent. JOHN MERIDETH. Always ready for a good time, especially when there are eats. MILDRED PRIM This popular young lady will become a famous typist some day. SARAH KUHN. Fairmont High la all roses for Sarah if “Pete is around. ETHELYN ICE. We are what we must, and not what see would be. RUTH ELIASON. How can 1 love the boys when they are so simple ? ROBERT ROSIER. You cannot say he is freshy (?). But what- ever he is, he likes it. KVKKETi ROGERS. Everett says, Shakes- peare lived on the Mis- sissippi. When learned ye this. Fool? PEARLIE KINCAID. The service of «he loy- alty I owe. in doing it. pay� itself. V KM HA MICHAEL. Vereba i� a new girl in Fairmont High School, but «he hat already be- come very popular. MERYL JONES. You cannot think how fond .he ia of frolic and fun. LOUISE SHUKTLKFK •'She sticks to common sen� � . EDMUND TKOXELL. Trot wai out of school last year. but he came back strong — strong enough to make the basket-ball team. GEORGIA PITTS. It is pleasant to be foolish at the right time. IRENE HORNER My thoughts are like a needle in a haystack. IRENE CAREY. Irene just recently join- ed the Junior ranks, but we are proud to claim her as a Junior. ALICE PRICHTEL. With purpose bent—we ask not why ? she comes to school each day. Without com- plent the does her work, in her odd little, charming way. PAULINE CAREY. This little maiden is modest. meek and pretty, and withal a student of no mean ability. HARRY SCOTT. Boyish, little and live- ly. this delver in the law. When he begins to argue he electrifies his Pa. ROBERT HUNSAKEK Bob blushes Ski a rose. when he spies a girl he know� .' RUTH OURS. It u bolter to know more then you � ay. than to � ay more than you know. MARY SEATON. ••We die with love and never dream we're dead. ARL1E COUGHLIN So happy to kind and to still. with her quiet ways and her gentle will. VIKD1E MANN1NO. After all. life it the greatest joke—we all have to give it up. PAUL JONES. A man of few words i« the heit of men. ALBERT KNIGHT. Albert Knight, an un- aual youth, can hide all his knowledge away in his tooth.” CAROLINE WILSON. A prediction: Domestic Science, a little con- trivance — Mat rim©- r.tal Alliance. VALENA SHUTTLES WORTH. ••She hath namelest vlr- lues. RUTH FRIEDMAN There is madness about thee, and foy divine in thy tong. RUTH WATKINS. Your face it as a book, where men may read strange. CHARLES DeVAULT. I dare do all that may become a man: who dares do more It none. MAKGAKKT KNIGHT I don't think I have a genuine hatred (or anyone. UAII GII.KKSON The mo it certain sign o( wisdom is a continual cheerfulness. AVERY ASH. A neat, sweet, little duck of a chap. MYRTLE SAPPER. Youri to a cinder. Ready lor anythinc.” ALMA MORLKY. Love me. love my powder puff. MARIE CALDARA. With eyes that look into the very aoul. Bright. and aa black as the burning coal. JOSEPH CONAWAY. MYRTLE HOOVER. •Red la another addi- Good good come in llt- tkon from Barrack- tie package . viUc. AUGUSTA MEN EAR. DOROTHY BROCK Now I consider her a By the line of her chin great help to man you can surely see. all Hod. of her troubles shell win with g'ee. VIRGINIA SWEAR- PAUL McCRAY. INCEN. Paul McCray goes out each day lor a little spin in hi Chevrolet. 37 She live i to argue. HEARL HARDEN. Hearl I� not © very well known, but then no Wild Oat '” ha he ever vowii. BERTHA MINOR. This young lady is jolly, good- nature ! and obliging. We prophecy her to become • teacher ©1 Domestic Art. MARJORIE LeMAS. TERS. A rolling atone gather rtmom — o doe an auto. PAULINE BOGCESS. Everyone know Pauline. What more can be •aid? IRENE TETR1CK. Nothing there i that bother me. CLARK BROWN. Mum be a Democrat. He U at le t greatly in favor of Wilson. HUGH GLENN. HATTIE BRADLEY. MAMIE MAHAPPEY. EDITH BROWN. INEZ BOSSERMAN. BYRON GASKINS. What thou wouldM highly, thou wouldst hoHly. •The (acuity love Ju- niors. so I'll get through all right. One who would make good of bad and friend of loe� . Like a tar. she 1« bright—but silent. A jolly girl whose main asset are—a Southern drawl and a contag. (out giggle. Impossible I� a word to be found only in the dictionaries of fools. HAUL FEATHER. Noi 11 things come by fluent speech, action many a goal will reach. ALICE CRIM There'� nothing lost by being wise WILLA DAVIS. She studies hard, is never blue; and many things finds time to do. MARGARET GASKILL I live in the present; the past la gone, the future may never come. MARTHA FLEMING. Doesn't school begin at tine? LEONARD ROMINO. A star (?) in English. BERNARD PLEMING. Oh. that I were as great a man as I would have you think I am. MILDRED COOGLE O! that the days of knighthood would re- turn! MARGUERITE COOGLE. Oh. girlal I got a let- ter from Morgan- town.” SYLVIA EDDY. She does nothing in par- titular, and does it well. OPAL STONEKING. I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing. HARRY HOVATTER Which is easier. French or Geometry? .TO EUGENE SMITHLEY. A youthful hopeful” BESSIE ROSENMER KLE. The best way to pre- serve an Ideal U nevei to marry it.” RUTH BANPIF.LD. Stranger think her quiet, but those who know her find her a jolly girl—K«ntlc and friendly to everyone. RUTH STUCKEY. Co to. now let u« be a celebrated Individual EDNA PRICKET. A quiet girl who doej much for other� , and %ay� nothing about it. ROY YOST. One of the many good- looking boy� of the Junior Clas . IN liiuoRV or Otia tuniuti CLARENCE AUMILLER JENNINGS CRISS. A good, earnest worker. ROBERT MALL. So young and ao untender. LUCY HIGGINBOTHAM. There ■■ no person who i« not dangerous to someone. GEORGE GASKILL. I am not in the roll of common men. IRMA BARNES. Irma ha� proved that the coun- try is an ideal environment for the training of the beat kind of high «chool student . RAY GRIPFITH. Through life, ‘ti� true. I have not toiled. RICHARD STEVENS. Stillne� � eem% to be a virtue with him. SELDON DEAN. Here i presented for your ten- der consideration a first-claas. all-round athlete. Class Officers. President ............................................Sam Rock Secretary .........................................Lucille Hite Historian .........................................Ruth Pollitt ii SOPHOMORE CLASS SONG. (Tune of “Darktown Strattcrs Ball ). We stan to yell and then You hear the other classes The seniors follow us. The juniors next. Now freshies don’t be late We want to make some noise. And make it quick. I guess it's up to us To start the ball arolling. It takes some pep To make these students yell. We’re only here for two more years But in that time we'll make some cheers That will praise Doc. Howard, And the class of Twenty-one. THE CLASS OF TWENTY-ONE. The class of ’21 is here To graduate or stay; To reprimand all freshies. Or drive dull care away. E. W. Howard is the man, In our eyes, of the hour, To guide us, we arc sure he will, Do all within his power. Our projects are, as yet, unt orn But only time will show; What wondrous deeds we shall perform. Then everyone will know; That there's a class in Fairmont High That really has some pep. And when we start a thing they'll know; That everyone’s in step. II. S. Sharp. Andre, Ghislainc Altman, Loraine Anderson, Margaret Atha. Helen Heeler, Claire Berry. Meryl HickcrstolT, Irene Blocher, Georgia Bowlen. Blondenia Brown. Madeline Collins. Will� Cunningham, Ola Davit, Honor DeVault. Amy Dunnington. Ruth Fleming. Mary F. Fleming. Marjorie F'rod. Elizabeth Gant . Norma Gaskins. Kathleen Glover. Nell Goedecker. Margaret Gould, F.lsie Gvvynn. Marv Hamilton, Helen Sophomore Girls. Hamilton. Ruth Haw-kins, Gay Haw-kins. V irginia Hite. Lucile Hodge� . Marie Hoover. Myrtle Hunsaker. Beulah Jenkins. Doris Johnson, Martha Jacquettc, Mildred Johnson, Ruth Jones. Dorothy Kelly. Opal Knox, Isabella Ixtugh, Virginia Lambie, Jean l«a:nhie. Catherine Lewis, Anna Martin. Mildred Me El fresh, Blanche Me Elroy, Eleanor McKay, Dorothy Morgan. Hazel Musgrave, Delcia Oliker, Frances Abl ot. Kenneth Sophomore Iones. Harold Adams. Arnold Kinney. F'nsil A kens, Paul Knight. Lewis Arnett. Mcndall Layman, Clarence Batterger. Glenn 1 ashman. William Boggess, Howard Little, Chas. Carter, Allen Lewis. William Cunningham. Oliver McXcelv, Owen De Carlo. Tony Miller. Oliver Hall. Clifton Nay. George Hall. Edward Parker. Vernon Hall. Linn Putnam. Robert Harrison, David Rex. Francis Helmick, John Rinehart. Albert Henderson. Mahlon Rock. Sam Hcnncn. Wilbur Romino. Mike Holbert. Carrol Sarsficld. Thomas Holt. Victor Smail. Carlyle John. David Smith. Chas. 41 Owen. Ethel i’atton, Virginia I'oling, Bertha Poling, Aileen KichardM n, Lucy Satterfield, Veda Scagnclli. Angcline Sellers, Louise Smith. Maronee Smith. Oj al Snyder. Lulu Spring, Lillie Talkington, Ora Vincent. Juanita Watkins. Gladys Zinn, Leda Hall, Jeannette Lowe. Beulah Lewis. Damariu Deveny, Josephine Topping. Hazel Wick wire. Margaret Our� . Ruth Joliffe. Mayo 'eppers. Edith Smith. Mulford Snider. Fred Snider. Harry Snider. Ralph Spedden. I Ian ill Stewart. Ernest Stocklev. Walter Sturm. Ward Vincent. Virgil William� . Charles Watkins. Eugene Wilson. Gay Yates. George Yoak. Robert Hinkle. Walton Sharp. Sutton Thomas. James SOPHOMORE CLASS. HISTORY OF E. W. HOWARD CLASS. The class of E. W. Howard was organized in the fall of 1917 with F.dward Alexander as President, Lucille Hite as Secretary. Harrison Conaway as Treasurer and Ruth Pollitt as Historian. •� We progressed very rapidly under our leadership. Later on our class was organized into a “Thrift Society.” and wc are proud to say that we had the record of owning the most Thrift Stamps. Resides the Stamp record wc won the cham- pionship in Basket ball. This year as most all of our officers had moved away wc elected Sam Rock as President. William Lehman as Treas- urer and Ruth Johnson as Historian. We elected Dr. E. W. Howard as our sponsor, and wc fully appreciate the values of this man and hope we will he able to show him that the Sophomore class of 1921 is not lacking in anything. 44 Amos Lola Anderson, Elsie Atha. Eva Lmore Barnes Virginia Bartlett, Lucile Bennet, Ocie Bosscr.nan, Ruth Caldara. melia Childs Ruth lrlland. Martha Clcllund. Wilma (lrlland. Mary Cobun. Eleanor Collins. Ruth Conley. Erma Coogle. Catherine Cross. Nellie Cross. Daisy Currey. He fen Davis, i’auline Decker, Muriel Dexter, Cordelia Eastman, Virginia Fitzhugh. Ruth Fleming. Davinna Fleming, Madge Fletcher. Genevive Ford. Mildred From, Alice Everson, Loraine Garner. Ruth Gillespie, Eleanor Griffith, Zola Bainbridge, Chas. Barret. James Bartholow, Bruce Bums. Brooks Brett. Thomas Brock. Clarence Butcher. George Amos. Robert ulttnan. Brooks ( asset. Victor Creighton. Carrol Cooper. Warren Crit . Robert Davis. Glenn Eliason. Paul Esketh. Noel Ferris. Attalian Fleming. Edwin Eddy. Deryl Gallagher. Raymond Garner. Blondell Glover. Walter Girls (Freshmen). Haas. Gladys Hale, Georgia Hale, Letiure nail. Frankie Hay hurst, Olga Decker. Nor tin Helmick. Marv llimelick, Louise llinebough, Thelma Hungerford. v irginia liunsaker. Mildred Hupp. Xannabelle Ice. Marv Jones. Katherine King. Virginia Kinsey, Martha Knight. Elizabeth Lehman. Margaret Leonard, Geneva Linn. Doris Mall. Mildred Mayers. Elizabeth McDonald. Madge McElfresh, Sylvia Miller. Corene Miller. Marjorie Miller. Meryle Monroe. Clara Morgan. Mattie Motter. Claudia Nichols, Irene Nutter. Virginia Parker. Kdith First Year Boys. Grottcndiek. Carl Girod. Damon Hawkins. Kenneth liayniond. Rover Heme. Harold Huffman, Carl I luff i an. John Holden. lames Israel. Wm Hunter. Vance Iones. Arthur (ones. Carter lone� . Harold Looman. Ray McDaniel. James Michael. Russel Miller. Cha� Miller. Owen Morris. Robert Mutntord. Norman Neely. Alfred Nickolish. Joe. Peter . Alvorrtta Phillips. Lois Kalphsnider. Jessie Reed. Louise Reed. Mildred Robertson. Agnes Robey, France Roger� . Maude Sabo. Blanche Satterfield. Virginia Scott. Christine Scott. Phyllis Smith. Opal Snider. Ruth Snapp. Sylvia Snoderly, Ruth Stanley. Mary Swim, Rubv Tennant. Nellie Watkins Catherine Wcgtnan, Lulu West, Goldie Whitecotton. Drlrr.a Constable. Georgia Costello. Mar Barr. Eva Dale Curry, Elva Daugherty. Virginia Slocum. Madeline Becrbowy. Helen Baldwin. Ruth Old. Joseph Oliker, Albert Reich. Chalmer Rhieldaffer. Wm. Ruckntan, James Sloan. Robert Scaguclli. Louie Smith. Ernest Snider. George Squires. Fay Stevens. Guy Thompson. Mearl Villers. Roscoe Wallace. Lew Wallace. Paul Watson. James Otis Williams. Willie William . Thomas Voust. Lawrence Layman, Clarence Daugherty. Frederick FRESHMAN CLASS. LITERATURE “IF” One day. while walking o’er the lea, A wondrous thought did come to me: If tall Pierre Hill should stand upright. And not say why when he recites: Or George should fail to blush so hard When he saw girls out in the yard; If Warren should ever raise his eyes And look right up into the skies; If Ed did not talk to a certain young miss Though it would deprive him of some bliss; Or Irene should fail to be quite neat And spic-and-span from head to feet; And Pauline should suppress those sighs (They bring tears almost to my eyes); If Mildred should suddenly lose her looks And begin to read a lot of books; Or if Bertha didn’t say I forget,' I guess it would trouble her, you bet! And Geneva should cease to be so sweet. Or fail to be quite nice and neat; If Lucy would stop fixing her hair. And ceased to say. Oh. I don’t care”; Or if Lucille should suddenly like a pome.” And begin to take her English home; And Ruby should some day make a loud noise And declare she liked all High School boys; Or if Herb’s voice were not so low, So he could move back to the front row; Or Osa should make a long recitation. And didn’t sit in such deep meditation; If Caroline didn't find all poems deep. And say that sad things made her weep; If Louise should stand on both her feet. And never have a friend to meet; If Miss Cockayne should fail to smile At one of dear Pierre’s innocent wiles; Ah woe, ah woe. ah woe is me! I fear I should die of apoplexy. Louise Shurtlcff, ’20. «9 THE PIRATES’ CODE. Millville was seething with excitement. This was a sure sign that something marvelous must have happened, ior Mill- ville. a small, sleepy village, six miles from an almost equally sleepy city, was not easily excited. “Yes. sircc! said Ezra Bennett to his wife, the night after the great discovery. “Jim Cutter found a piece of pa- per near old Mrs. Minor’s house, an' t'was jest covered with well, what you might call letters and numbers, written in a tunny sort o’ ink. C onstable Anderson said anybuddy could sec some German spy was aimin' to blow up the railroad bridge er somethin' like. He’s telephoned to Grccnborough fere a detective an’ he’s goin' to come tonight.” “My! do they have any idea who it is?” asked Mrs. Ben- nett excitedly . Well, this is a secret, mind you. but they think maybe it MIGHT be that Schultz, ’cause his great-grandmother was a German.” was the whispered answer. In some way everyone found out that a real detective was to come to Millville. Every able-bodied jnrrson who could possibly find the time walked to the railroad station that evening to meet the nine-seventeen. All eyes were turned toward the well-dressed stranger as he walked briskly down from the train and up to the constable, whom he evi- dently identified by means of his star. Pardon me. sir. Are you the constable?” asked the de- tective. Yes. sir; and you’re Mr. King. I suppose.” The detective nodded shortly. I guess you’ll want to go to your room at the hotel first. We’ll take you right there if you'll step into the auto.” When at eight o'clock the next morning Mr. King went to the constable’s office to map out his plan of procedure he was informed that another piece of evidence had come to light. Y'see. said Henry Crane. Mrs. Crane happened to go to the Red Cross room—that’s in our house—and she seen that the pile of socks had been all mussed up. and she counted them and there was four pair gone; and that’s the truth, ’cause we counted ’em. too. “Well.” said Mr. King. “I think the quickest way to get at the whole story of what has happened is to have the con- stable tell it all. I think your office is quieter than the street, constable.” And before anyone could tell bow much heller HE could relate the story, the office door was shut in their faces. After about a half an hour the men came out, but the detective went straight to his room, and the constable con- fessed that he had done most of the talking, Mr. King onl saying Yes” and “No, or asking brief questions. Since the detective would not say what he was going to do. he was watched all the more closely, some people saying that it only meant he knew who the spy was and did not want to let him know it. That evening Millville had another sensation. Mr. King was seen coming from the direction of Schultz’s little farm, and Johnathan Davis vowed that as he passed in his wagon he saw Schultz staring fixedly at the wall, the evening paper dropped from his shaking hands. For several days little was done. Mr. King spent much time in his room, studying the characters on the piece of paper, or walked about the country—generally, it was noticed, in the direction of Schultz’s home. At the end of three days a dusty looking little book- agent came to Millville and “put up” at the so-called “Hotel.” informing the loafers that he would have to wait for instruc- tions from the company which lie represented before going further. Although he was at first thought to be another detective, a German spy, or something of the sort, his actions seemed irreproachable, for he loafed around the hotel most of the day, worried the postmaster about his mail on every oc- casion. and did not mind a companion on his daily long walk. Children seemed to be his hobby. He joined in a base- ball game the morning after his arrival and pitched horse- shoes with a skill which made the boys stop playing to gaze at him in res| ectful admiration. “Well. said Mrs. Bennett to him. “you tertainly do like childern—more’n I do. from the way you carry on.” “I DO like ’em.” he replied. I had a great deal of fun playing pirate with your Jimmy this morning.’’ When he returned from his walk that evening he asked for Mr. King, saying jokingly that he wanted to discuss the best method of pitching horseshoes. Several men said that no one had seen him. but one loafer answered that Mr. King had left on the noon train. Mr. Corbin, as the agent called himself, seemed surprised, but started talking about some- thing else, and soon went up to bed. The next day he was found missing and all sorts of ru- M mors went over the town, growing more unreasonable as they went from person to person. At three o clock Millville, already nearly bursting with curiosity, received a Still bigger shock. A small bov rushed excitedly from the station to a small knot of men standing at the store, exclaiming. Say. Mr. Corbin and Mr. King are coming up from the station and Mr. Corbin says to have Mr. Schultz at the constable's office. In ten minutes the entire town was around the constable's office, with king, Corbin, the constable and Schultz in the middle. I sec I must explain, ’ said the book-agent. Or rather, have Schultz do it for inc. Schultz, come here and tell them about it.” Schultz stepped forward. ell. said he, “in the first place. I’m readv to settle with anyone who cares to call me a German. I know my great grandmother was a German, but I am an American— at least. I try to be worthy of that most honorable title. , u . ,,ow the story. Mr. Corbin is too bashful to tell his side of the story, so I will tell his part and mine too. It was only a coincidence that Busch—alias. King—came in place of the real detective. He had secured a | osition in this agency to get ‘inside news’; he happened to answer the telephone when the constable called up, and saw his oppor- tunity to do some fine work for the 'Fatherland.' So he somehow got off for a while, came here, and told me to choose between two things; he said if I persisted in helping America, he would prove by hook or by crook that I was a spy; but that if I would help the ‘Fatherland’ there would be no trouble, and I would be rewarded. I didn’t know what to do. That's why I let you insinuate that I was a German at heart. Meanwhile. Mr. Corbin, who is really a secret service man. heard of him in some way. unknown to me, and came here, pretending to be a book-agent, as you know. Mr. Busch—we may as well call him by his right name—prompt- ly left for parts unknown, but Sir. Corbin followed him. finding him over in Trimbleton. While he was gone some important papers were found in Busch’s room in the hotel’’— here the ex-detective looked very much astonished. “You see. Mr. Busch, you forgot you left them in your overcoat lining. So Mr. Busch is going to live in a nice internment camp for a while. As for all those letters on the piece of paper, and the !oss ' } ,h - nrks. Mr. Corbin found out about them by help ing Jimmy Bennett J� lav pirate. You men know how handy pirates would find them.” •Waal” remarked Johnathan Davis to Elias Hingham. after they had seen the detective and “book-agent” safely to the train, it was kinda nice they got the spy, but. gosh! wouldn t it have been fine if we could of raised a regular spv in our own home town?' “Yes; seems to me that Schultz was almost unobligin', ’ answered Elias sadly. Mayo Joliffe. ’21. THE FAILURE. ()nce upon a midnight dreary. While I pondered, weak and weary. O’er my many, many lessons; I was thinking of the morrow, I was thinking of the sorrow That would come. Ah. distinctly 1 remember. It was in the bleak December. As I studied on my lessons very hard; For 1 had a test in Latin That I didn’t think I’d pass in On the morrow. Twas only the other morning That the teacher gave me warning. As I was doing very poorly In my work; I could not go on with Caesar. If my grade did not please her On the test. Days of sadness now are ended, Grades in Caesar never mended. And no more I learn of Caesar With the rest; For no more I go to Latin. For I didn't get a passin’ On the test. Paul Tones. ‘20. Atf EPISODE IN AGRICULTURE CLASS. Characters: Mr. Musgrave. Harper Meredith. Avery Ash. Glenn Crush. Pauline Scranage. Agriculture Students. Act 1. Scene I. Mr. Musgravc’s Class Room. Students arc discussing worms. Harper Meredith and Avery Ash arc sitting in the back row. looking out the win dow. Enter Miss Crowl. Miss Crowl: “Mr. Musgrave. you are wanted at the phone. ’ Mr. Musgrave nods. Mr. Musgrave: While I am gone just keep on passing the worms around and be very quiet.” Exit Mr. Musgrave. Outside. Glenn Crush drives up in his car. Har| er sees him. Harper: Say. Glenn, take me for a ride, will your Avery: “Me. too.’’ Glenn: “Come on.” Harper: “Say. Pauline, sec if Musgravc’s coming.” Pauline looks and comes back. Pauline: !S'ope. 1 don't see him.” Harper and Avery climb out the window and jump into Glenn’s car and drive away. Re-enter Mr. Musgrave. Mr. Musgrave: “We will proceed with our study of worms. Irene, what--------. Bv the way. that back row looks kind of empty. Where is Harper?’’ Pauline: “HeWent up to get a drink. The class goes on with the lesson. At length the boys return in the car. Scene 2. Glenn’s Car. Harper: “Gee. Musgravc’s back. How’ll we get in? Avery: “Search me.” Glenn: I have it. I’ll go in and knock at the door and talk to him. and while he’s at the door you climb in.” Harper: “Go ahead.” Scene 3. Same as 1. Class still discussing worms. A knock at the door Pauline answers and Glenn tells her the joke. Pauline: “You're wanted at the door. Mr. Musgrave. Mr Musgrave goes to the door, and while he is gone Avery climbs in. Me turns in time to catch Harper half- way in. Mr. Musgrave: You needn’t go to so much trouble about getting in. You’re marked absent. Report at four o’clock this afternoon.” Harper (falling into his seat): “Avery, you’re slick as grease. Valeria M. Shuttlcsworth. RECOLLECTIONS OF A GRANDFATHER. Yes. said Grandma, that was a great war back there in nincteen-fourtccn. I remember it as distinctly as if it were yesterday. 1 was only a girl of seventeen when the United States entered the great struggle, which had been going on for two years, but 1 was very much interested because I had a very dear friend (and she smiled at Grandpa) who had offered his service to the government. He was just a boy. hardly twenty-one. but. with thousands of other young men, he would not turn away from the call of his country. Not for adventure alone did he go. although he always was of an ad- venturous nature, but because he realized that life would not be worth living if the Germans should conquer our country. Grandpa’s eyes twinkled as he glanced at his wife, not no- ticing the grey hair or the faded cheeks, but remembering a girl of seventeen, with dark hair and roguish black eyes, who smilingly bade him go and do his | art. Yes,” said Grandpa, “it was a great war, but it wasn’t our men. or the men of England, or l-ranee or Italy alone that won it.” Then turning to me he said. Mary’ don’t you study about General Foch. and Pershing, and Wilson, and all the others? W hen I assured him that I did and that I almost hated history after studying about all those men and trying to keep their do- ings clear in my mind, he added: Do they have anything in the history about the dogs? I laughed, and thinking Grandpa was getting clear off the subject, replied: ‘AVhy, of course not. Grandpa. What did dogs have to do with the Great War?” irandma tittered an exclamation of dismay, and dropped the sock that she was knitting to the floor when T asked this. Tell the child just what a dog did for you. Hob.” she said. Grandpa arranged his glasses, cleared his throat and be- gan. 1 was only a private in the ranks, child, but I was fortu- nate enough to be at the front line. My comrades and I were sitting in our dugout one night, when an officer came in and said, ‘Boy� , 1 am looking for vol- unteers to go on a dangerous trip over near the enemy's trenches. You are not compelled to go, but I will be back in thirty minutes to see what you think about going.’ Not one of us said a word, but one of the men took a pencil and wrote something in a little memorandum which he carried. I knew then that he was preparing to go. In thirty minutes the officer came back and asked us to stand up if we had decided to go. Not a single man was left sitting. We crept out over barbed wire and across shell holes un- til we were almost to the enemy’s trenches. Just then one of the boys caught his fool in son wire and tumbled into a shell hole. I his was all the enemy needed to start them tiring. 1 be next thing I knew there was something cool on my face and on opening my eyes I saw a large dog standing there, licking my face. I tried to move but could not. It seemed as if I had been lying there for a long time. Just then I noticed that the dog carried a flask of water on his back. I took a drink and felt quite refreshed. The dog still st xxl by me and I conceived the idea of giving him a note. I wrote a note, which lie took eagerly and started off at a run. Soon the stretcher-bearers came and took me to a hospital. I soon learned that this was not an exceptional case, but a very- common one and that the noble dogs were saving hundreds of lives every day. “Why. 1 should know him today. Mary,” he went on. He was one of those homely looking dogs, not strikingly different from the ones you sec Ik-re every day. but behind those homely features was a heart as big as any human heart. He was doing what a man could not do, and his sympathetic eyes, as he looked at me in the grey dawn of that cold morning, seemed to show that he realized it. The only thing I regret is that I never saw that brave dog again.” Well,” I said, I guess they did leave something out of the history.” Grandma’s head was tabbing. and soon the old people left me. to dream of that brave dog. S3 Ora Talkington. ’21. •MIGHT WAS RIGHT. Cadet Evan Griffith was not without his faults, for he was very quiet, which faculty, by tl� c way, is often a blessing, but he was a tine fellow. He was in his second year at Stems, a lirst class military school, and he was making good, but his so- cial life was not what it should have been, for he had no chums as did all the other boys. He went about his studies with an almost sullen air, but lie was only thinking, and as he thought most of the time, the fellows did not intrude upon his solitude. He really craved companionship, but he made no advances—he only wished that the fellows would joke and laugh with him as they did with their friends. Old Duncan, the janitor, was his only real friend, and he did much to help Evan. In return the boy always went to town for the obi man and helped him carry ashes, and many of his leisure hours were spent in the janitor s little room near the furnace. Then came days when Cadet Griffith was very busy, for the cadets were studying the mechanism of. and testing, the new Browning gun. Evan had not seen his friend, the janitor, see him that evening. He spent the evening talking with Duncan about the new gun. He enjoyed the evening immensely be- cause lie loved to talk of this new weapon, which he felt sure would win the war for Uncle Sam. After going to his room Evan thought over the conversa- tion of the evening, and he recalled that the old man had been rather silent, leaving Evan to do most of the talking. During the next few days Evan visited the old man several times and on each visit he noted that the janitor was very nerv- ous. He knew that the old man needed a doctor. Init when he mentioned it. Duncan objected strongly. The old mans condi- tion grew worse and Evan reported it to the Commandant, be- lieving that he could | ersuade the janitor to have a doctor. The Commandant visited him. had him put to bed and called the doctor. When the doctor arrived. Duncan was in a delirium and mumbled strange words in a foreign tongue, which sounded strangely like German. The professor of languages was sum- moned and he said that Duncan was talking in German and was telling of the many ways he would be tortured. This was all 'cry mysterious and, as the doctor said that Duncan was losing hi mind, there was small chance of determining the reason or why he would be tortured. It may have been some crime w-hich he had committed that caused him to go mad or it may have been somctrivial incident in his life that had so preyed on his mind thatit had unbalanced. At any rate he was insane and the cause was unknown. Apparently he had no living relatives, for lie had never been heard to speak of his kinsmen, but if by chance there was some relative, he shoukl know of the old man's condition, and consequently his trunks and otltcr effects were searched for any clue as to the whcrcalxmts of such a j crson. Nothing of that nature was found, but many letters writ- ten in code were discovered, and a table of a. b. c's. from which the code was deciphered. It was common code, but utterly worthless without the key word, and am key word could be used. A letter written with one key word could l� c deciphered with that word only, and there was only one chance in a mil- lion of a jierson stumbling on the right word. Such was that code, and there was only one person who knew the key word, and he was now | ast all reasoning. Evan was given a chance to try to decipher the letters. 1 le tried word after word and was alxntt to despair when the old man shouted. “Gewalt. Gewalt allcs baught auf (lewalt. Evan would have grasjied at a straw, he was so discouraged, so he tried the word gewalt. At first his result looked like all the others, a jumble of letters, but after looking at it a moment he discovered that it worked, but it was in German, and. as Evan could not read that language, he decided to decipher all the let- ters and then submit them for translation. After the first letter was translated they had grounds for a very common-place theory. This was the theory, Might. Might, all for Might. The old man was a spy. giving information about the Browning machine gun to the Germans. He had forgotten the keyword to the code, which had to be memorized and could not be written for fear of falling into the hands of the enemy. He knew that he was the only spy who had access to information about the new gun. and if he did not send data concerning it a new agent would l c sent and he would l e killed or punished in some way more horrible. This fear of death and torture had weighed so on his mind that he had become insane, and this was his condition at that time. Much of importance was learned from the letters, which led to the arrest of several other spies in the United States. Cadet Evan Griffith was recommended for a commission and many other fine things happened to him. He was praised in the school weekly and some of the leading and most popular fellows in the school began to cultivate his acquaintance. Of course, there were some fellows who merely wanted to be known as friends of the | o{mlar hero, but as a whole, the fel- lows made good friends and Evan was never lonesome again. The old janitor died, which was perhaps the most merciful thing that could happen. The story of his death and his failure reached Germany, and. 1 hope, added a few more bitter drops to the Kaiser’s medicine. H. Sutton Sharp, 21. THE WINNERS. Last week our F. II. S. team went To Buckhannon for The Tournament; Their hopes were high, their hearts were light. For Fairmont High they meant to fight. The game they knew from A to Z. And were as plucky as could be; To Ik State Champs. they gave that up. But meant to have that cheering cup. They chccd and hawd. and cheed ami liawd. Fuzzy jumped up. and the air he pawed; They cheered Old Fairmont as best they could And brought the cup. We knew they would! Herbert Fisher. ’20. ENID THE GOOD. Prize Story. Enid Perry let the evening paper slip to the floor and with a sigh rose from her chair. There was a certain wist- fulness on the delicate face which seemed to appeal to all who knew her. and she was known far and near for her kind- ness and gentleness. One looking on her would say that she was not especially beautiful but there was an expression in the deep blue eyes and a droop of the crimson lips that seemed to attract one to her. This evening she wore a beautiful frock of pale blue that made her look quite girlish, a string of pearls encircled the white throat and on her left hand she wore a single large diamond and a wedding ring. She stood a moment staring straight in front of her and then sank to the floor on her knees beside the couch and buried the golden head in her arms. Her slight body trembled and the delicate hands were clasped together. Walt entering the library at this time saw the discarded paper on the door, the kneeling figure by the couch and wondered what had gone wrong. He picked up the paper and then dropped it again, hurriedly. There staring him in the face was the big red line an nouncing America’s entry into the world war. His first thought was how he would get out of it? Would he have to go away from all this. He asked himself this as his eye wandered from one luxury to another and then back to Knid kneeling by the couch. He immediately made up his mind that what ever happened he would not leave her. his dear little girl wife and go away to engage in that “man killing game, as he called it. There in the selfish heart could be found no spirit of patriotism or love for country. To his wife he was kind and tender but in his heart he was selfish, oh; far too selfish. The clock striking six aroused him from his reverie and he went over and lifted Enid to her feet. Her face was wet with tears and she hid it on his shoulder and wept aloud. “Oh! Walt, how can I do without y-you? She sobbed out in broken words as she clung to him. “I-I love you so! Why. Enid, what ever is the matter, that you talk of giving me tip? Walt said quickly as if he knew not of what she was talking, but he knew very well what she meant. He knew her patriotism and love for country and he knew that she meant for him to do his duty. He hated the heads of the government for declaring war. when it was not our war but concerned only the European powers. This was all the deeper the channel in which his mind ran. He thought not of the murderous Huns invading the fair lands of France, destroy- ing homes and starving the people. He thought not of the invading monarchial army threatening the freedom of the world. He thought only of himself and how ht would get out of going, lie did not wish to mingle with the lads of America and fight for the world’s freedom. He only wanted to stav in his luxurious home and enjoy life He loved Enid as he loved the light of the day and he had married her purely because of this, for she was only a poor working girl and had neither father nor mother. And now was he going to be separated from her? Enid knew not the true character of her husband but knew only his good side, for all his faults had been drowned in her love for him. Much as she was in love with him she was willing to make the sacrifice to her country when it needed him. Hut Walt did not sec it as she did and now his worst side was to be shown her. “Oh! Walt, didn’t you see the paper?” She cried lifting her head and looking him square in the face. It was hard for him to hold out against those eves but he said quite calmlv. Yes, but what of it?” “Oh. aren't you going to do your dutv?” she cried draw ing away. Duty? N'o! I’m not. Do you think I’m going over there and live in a mudhole and shoot down men just because it’s my duty? Duty or not duty I'm not going! Do you hear me! I’m not going.” And with that he pushed her aside and strode from the room. Enid was horrified. She stretched out her arms toward the door and then as the realization of his disloyalty came to her she threw her arms above her head and ran to her room where she tried for two hours to make up her mind what to do. She was torn between her love for her husband and her love for country. Hut when she thought of his dis- loyalty. she arose and dressed herself in a traveling suit. It was now eight-thirty and the train left at nine. When she rose from her writing tabic it was eight forty- five. Taking up her traveling bag she quietly slipped down the stairs, out into the hall and passed on out into the night, on out of his life forever. Walt becoming worried, after a time when his anger was cooled down, wondered what had become of her. At eleven he went to her room in search of her. but he found no Enid there.—only the little note she had left on her dressing table. When he read it his heart turned cold. “Dearest Walt: The call is too strong, one of us must go and it is I. I shall do all I can to help guard the freedom of the world. Do not follow me. I love you. but you do not care for me any longer or you would fight for your country and me. Goodbye forever. Enid P. The expression on his face was terrible to sec. A cry of remorse escaped the pale lips then, like a woman, he sank beside her bed and buried his face in his hands. Oh! W h_v was it he had not thought of this, before it was too late? He had not dreamed she would go a wav and trv to do tois share. He shuddered as he thought of her going into the horrors of war to minister to the wounded men. He wondered how she would hold out against her love for him. hut he knew if she had the determination to do a thing she would do it in spite of everything. He might have known it. Had he been crazy? It seemed to him as if the light of his life had gone out. She thought he cared for her no longer. Oh! If he could only call her hack and show her his love for her. Brave little girl, showing her love for him. by sacri- ficing it for the call of duty. Was it true that she was saying goodbye forever) He shuddered again as he thought of the possibility of her being killed before he could prove himself loyal to his country and to her. As the days passed Walter Perry became a changed man. He longed to answer the call to duty, but had she not bade him no? He obeyed as a child is wont to obey his mother. And while he was struggling between his desire to go. and command to stay, the Khaki clad armies of democracy streamed across the broad Atlantic to the devastated regions of France. The allied powers continued to struggle courageously and the wounded continued to pour into the little town of Rouen on the hanks of the Seine. Thev were cared for by the nurses in white uniforms. Among them moved one. the soldiers loved to call “Enid the Good because of her gentleness of attitude toward them. There was something about her wist- ful face that made them think that she had some hidden sor- row and they loved her for her youthfulness and also just because she was an American girl. Then it happened one day after the battle of Amcon that Enid saw among the faces of the wounded one soldier so familiar, she knelt over him and talked softly until he opened his rain filled eyes Stared, bewildered at the owner of the sweet voice. There was a flutter of the lids and his lips form- ed into broken words. Enid,—is it you o-or an angel? Yes dear, it is I. your Enid. she said. There were tears in her tender eyes. She placed her arm under his head while he told her in broken words his story, how he had found her note, how ashamed of his disloyalty he had been and how he had become a changed man. Then when he had heard of her many services to the wounded, he had left everything to become a soldier and serve his country. Last of all he told her how he loved the army life and how he hated to give it up. Oh! Enid, it is a great war, he said. It and you have made a man of me. I know my wound is fatal hut it is a glory to look once more into your sweet face, to know you arc my wife, and all 1 want is to die knowing that 1 am for- given ; his voice died away and he smiled in real happiness as he looked for the last time on the sweet and tear-stained face of his wife. As his eyes closed in death she kissed the smiling lips and then went away to her work. But ere many months passed, she too was lain to rest beside her husband in the rude little graveyard on the hill, where many of her countrymen sleep their last sleep. And so they rest peacefully side by side and over their heads on a single slab is carved the simple words: Enid. The Good and Walter Perry, her husband have served their country well. Edith Brown. '20. JUNIORS. Juniors of 1920 are we. As iolly a bunch as you wish to see; We stick together through thick and thin. The greatest bunch that ever has been. At Maple Leaves we will do our best With plenty of talent our class is blest; We will work all day and work all night. And our book will be way out of sight. To our F. II. S. wc will ever be true And we’ll try to live as you taught us to: You taught us to be students worth while And not to live for money or style. Lo when wc come to the great big test We will alwavs try to do our best. We will never forget vou. Fairmont High. Or the happy days that arc flying by. Geraldine Brown. ’20. Sti JOAN OF ST. MICHIEL. It was midnight and all was quite in the little French village. Everyone was sleeping peacefully with no thought of the great war threatening the downfall of their country at any moment. Threatening the destruction of the pretty little village which slept there, along the lake shore with the stars and moon watching over it. In the little town there was one girl awake, watching from her window the great, solemn, mysterious night. She was thinking of her country, and the great peril which threat- ened it should the Germans he victorious. She thought of Joan of Arc, and in her imagination she seemed to see the little maid of Orleans beckoning her to go and save France. Marie De vere could not go and save France but she could do something. It seemed to her that she had been sitting with folded hands while her countrymen, her friends and brothers died. Marie felt a little like Joan must have felt as she sat there by the window. Marie had tried to go to sleep, but sleep would not come so she thought and dreamed and dreamed and thought. Just a little past midnight Marie was startled by hearing voices break the stillness of the summer night They were not the supernatural voices her country woman had heard, but the deep bass of a German soldier. One was in the street directly beneath her window, and Marie strained her ears lest she miss one word. They were speaking in subdued tones and Marie heard just this much of it. but it was enough. “Exactly at sunrise we will commence the raid. They are not expecting us and it will be no job at all. “I’m expecting a pretty good haul myself. Fritz, and the Crown Prince surely jdanned this little game out fine. We will plunder and kill and before noon tomorrow there will be one French town less on the map.” Marie waited to hear no more. The opportunity she had prayed for had come. She knew that in the village of Fhene help was waiting, for the American troops were stationed there, ready and eager to get on the job. The village was several miles north and it was now past midnight. Very quietly Marie slipped out of bed and dressed as quickly as possible. She threw a wrap over her shoulders and went, without awaking any one. out into the night. She hurried to the stable and saddled her black horse. With trembling fingers she fastened the bridle and sprang into her saddle with the lightness and agility of an experienced horse-woman. She went slowly at first so as to not cause any disturb- ance until she reached the high road. Once into the road she spurred her horse on faster. On and on she rode leaving the town of St. Michicl far in the distance. Would she never reach the camp? It seemed that she had been riding for hours What if she should fail? What if she should return too late, and find the little town in which she had been born a smouldering mass of ruin? The brave spirit of Joan of Arc seemed to be guiding her and she urged her horse on faster whispering a little prayer to the divine Mary as she did so to get her there in time. At last she saw a dim light and a wild hope sprang into her heart that it was the camp. As she rode closer it proved to be indeed the camp, for Marie saw the flag of the good old U. S. A. floating proudly over it. She breathed a little prayer of thankfulness as she rode into the camp grounds. “Halt! Who goes there?” cried the voice of a guard. “Oh. sir, it is I. Marie Dc vere. Can you help me sir?” In broken English Marie sobbed out her story. “And you rode here all alone? Why you are a brave girl, of course we will save your little town.” Without waiting further the Captain gave the bugle call which meant for every soldier to get up and prepare for battle. Within a very short time the army was ready to start. “You had better ride with me. Miss Dc vere,’ said the voung Captain, “your horse is too tired to make the trip back. Without any protest Marie climbed on in front of the Captain and they were soon going very swiftly in the direction of St. Michiel. “It would not be safe for you to ride into the town. Miss. I am going to leave you down at Madam Calve’s. She is a splendid old lady and a friend of mine. 1 am sure she would take care of you until tomorrow.” .So Marie was left behind, and the American army rode on into St. Michiel. Just as they reached it the sun was rising over the eastern hills, and with it came the Huns to raid the town and murder its people. This time the Huns had one of the biggest surprises of their lives, for they were met by the American troops who without difficulty, drove them back. said the people, who and where is the girl who saved our town?” “I left her at Madam Calvc's so I will go and bring her back” volunteered the Captain and as the father assented. Captain Jim. as he was affectionately called by his men went after Marie. As they rode home that evening great crowds went out to meet them. Marie was surprised to hear them praising her, and calling out, Vive Marie De vere. “It was all for La belle France. she told them, “any other true hearted French woman would have done the same.” But the people of the village did not think so and they looked upon her as a second Joan of Arc. And always to the people of St. Michicl the name of Marie Dc vere will be honored and revered as was the name of Joan of Arc. Hattie Bradley. ’20. THE HAND. A large blond man was sitting on the hotel veranda in Paris. Upon his face he wore a look of contentment, but the expression was as if he was always looking for someone. He was a perfectly built man. His one arm was lying across the other, by noticing closely his hand was cut off a little above the wrist, glancing down at this Monsieur Gavel be- gan to think into the past. Years ago when he was in Madrid. Spain, he had fallen in love with a beautiful Spanish girl. Zola Bayne. She was very young, and fickle, possessing a Spanish character, shy and indifferent to all. Monsieur Xevil was also in love with her. He was •« large, red headed man, very strong, well proportioned, placid and polite, but not a man to be trifled with. They were both deeply in love with this girl but she favored Monsieur Gavel. One evening he proposed to her. but she told him she would marry the one that would prove to her his strength, for they both prided themselves on this. Monsieur Gavel was suddenly called to America on business, but he couldn’t for get what Zola had said to him. She later told the same thing to M. Xevil. When he heard this he immediately set out in search of Gavel. II. Three years had passed, the girl seemed to forget about her suitors. She had traveled over many a continent, never remaining in one place long. One night on the plains in Nevada, Gavel who was living alone in his cabin, was disturbed by the howling of the dogs. Me paid little attention to this, after a while someone knocked upon the door, he opened it. there stood Xevil. I have come to prove our strength. lie said. With that he jumped upon the man, overpowering him before he had a chance to protect himself. Xevil had Gavel upon the floor. He suddenly thought he would have to have something to prove to the girl his strength, an axe was near by, grabbing this he chopped off the man’s hand, a little above the wrist. He tied Gavel and then left. Gavel was found by a neighbor, who took care of him until his arm healed. He then started out to avenge himself of Xevil for the dirty trick he had played. III. A year later he learned that Xevil, after returning to Spain and finding the girl gone, went to Corsica to hide, fearing Gavel would follow him. lie did follow him, found out where he was living, and watched his chance. One night he slipped into his room. Xevil thinking it was the ghost oi the hand, which he kept hanging on the tapestry, grabbed the hand, then mercilessly choked Xevil. cut off his hand and disappeared. A few days later he went to the grave of his enemy, laid the hand upon the grave, with the index linger missing. Gavel awoke from his reveries with a start, up the hotel walk, was walking a most beautiful woman, dark, stately, and proud, she had the appearance of a Spaniard. Monsieur Gavel recognized her as Zola Rane, the girl he loved. They became great friends in the months to follow. He proposed to her once again, and this time she accepted. They moved to Spain, where they lived happily. They had two children, who were often puzzled about the withered hand, hanging upon the wall in their father’s den. William Fortney. JUST A MISTAKE. BANK ROBBED—$50,000 STOLEN. Such were the words which met my eves on the morning of June 16. 1918, at the top of the “Early Gazette. the morn- ing paper of FalstafT, Kansas. 1 read on with great interest and found that the National Bank of FalstafT had been broken into during the night and the vault cracked and looted. It was supposed that it was robbed about midnight, and several persons said that they had seen a man carrying a black bag. walking away from the bank at about 12:30. He was dark- complexcd, had black hair and a heavy beard, and wore a blue suit. Suddenly I remembered that I had arranged to meet the head of the firm of Frane. Steele Co., at nine o’clock. I looked at my watch. It was eight-fifteen. I folded the paper, put it in my pocket, got my hat and boarded the first car that went past the offices of Franc. Steel Co. I am a traveling agent for Messrs. Browning Brown- ing. of New York. I had arrived in FalstafT the preceding day. went to a hotel, and had spent the afternoon walking about the city to see the various points of interest. The rob- bery occurred that night. As I rode downtown on the car I finished reading the paper and fell to looking about the rar. While I was thus occupied a man walked up to me. “Sir.” said he. “I have a letter for you I was somewhat surprised at this as I knew no one in the city, but I took the letter and opened it. It contained this message: “Meet me at the Gold Bar Restaurant at eleven.- F. L. C. I as considerably puzzled at this strange missive and looked around for the messenger to explain it. but he had disappeared. I hardly knew what to do. I knew no one there and although I ransacked my brain again and again I could think of no one whose initials were “F. L. C. At any rate. I deckled. I could only find out what was wanted by going. Having kept my appointment I found that I had but half an hour to spare before eleven o'clock. I accosted an urchin in the street. “Do you know where the “Gold Bar Restaurant is?” 1 asked him. “Sure I does. I knows ev’rv place in dis town.” he boasted, “does ver want ter go there?' Yes, and I’ll give you a quarter to guide me there. “Yer on. hut I’m s’prised to see a gent like you goin’ there. It’s mostly a hangout for hums. And leading the way he took me through several very dirty streets and alleys and finally we arrived in the quarter where the very lowest class of people lived. I had some misgivings that this meeting would make trouble for me, but having proceeded thus far I would not turn back. The boy finally came to a low building with a sign over the door painted crudely by hand. GOLD BAR RESTAURANT. I gave the boy a quarter and he darted away leaving me alone Inrfore this restaurant. The very aspect of it was forbidding. It was in color a dirty white as if it had been whitewashed at some ancient date. One of the broken windows had been patched with an old newspaper. The door stood open and the flies buzzed in and out the doorway. When I entered I saw that the inside was even worse than the outside. The paper on the wall: had faded, cracked and peeled off in places. The accumulated dust of weeks or probably months was on the floor. The furniture consisted of two or three tables and a few battered chairs on which six men lounged. The proprietor sat behind the counter, half asleep. On the shelves were several bottles which probably contained something stronger than lemon- ade. As I entered one of the men rose to meet me. “Glad to see yuh on time.” he said. “What do you want to see me for? I asked him. “Well yuh oughta know. It's about last night’s work, he grinned. What do you mean. I-------- “In the name of the law put up your hands. yelled a voice behind me. “Beat it. a copper. cried one of the men and in a moment they had fled through the door, leaving me alone with the bluecoats. Well Darcy, we’ve caught you at last. 1 guess. he said, that bank robbery looked like your work. “Do you mean me? My name’s not Darcy. It’s Fairing. James I.. Fairing, of New York. I told him. Tell that to the judge. We’ve got you this time. he laughed. “We’ve been watching this place all morning. We knew you'd come here.” Rapidly 1 recalled the description in the paper. It fitted me exactly. I realized that it would be very hard to prove my innocence. 1 was seized with a panic. Without stopping to consider the consequences 1 ran out the door as swiftly as 1 could, dodging the policemen as 1 ran. Roth of them fol- lowed me to the street, shooting at me. I darted into an alley and soon eluded them. I ran on until I was exhausted. I sat down upon a doorstep to rest and collect my thoughts. I now saw my folly in running away. I had been mis- taken for the real criminal and now that I had escaped from them they would be sure to hunt me down and my only hope would be to find Darcy, the robber. This. 1 thought. 1 had very little chance of doing. I resolved to elude the police as long as possible, now that I had started out by escaping from them. I walked on along the alley. Suddenly a man came out of a cross street and entered a house in front of me. As it was growing dusk, 1 could not be sure, but it seemed to me that he looked like myself. I thought to myself, “what if this should be Darcy? At any rate I might look in the house and see. I walked up to the house on tiptoe and looked into the first window. The room inside was empty. At several windows 1 saw nothing but empty rooms. I went to the sixth window and saw some- thing which made my heart beat wildly. I saw a small room with a bed in one corner. In the middle of the room was a rickety table, on which was placed a burning candle, and a chair with three legs. On the table was the remains of a scanty meal. Except for these things the room was empty. As I turned to go away I heard footsteps. In a moment the door opened and I beheld a man who was almost my own counterpart. He walked over to a small closet at the side of the room and took a black bag from it. He emptied its contents on the table and what I saw made me gasp with astonishment. From the bag came a rain of silver, gold and bills. Sitting down he began to count it. Finally he finished and I heard him mutter: “All there, I guess. Fifty thousand and a few odd. Best haul I’ve made in years. “So.” I said to myself, “this is the man I am looking for. Rut how should I capture him? If I showed myself to a policeman 1 would be arrested and no attention paid to my story. I crossed the street and sat down on the curb to think. I finally hit upon a plan. I traversed several streets and at last reached one of the streets leading to the railroad station. Once on this street I assumed the actions of someone anxious to avoid being seen. Presently I saw a policeman and slunk back into the shadow. He saw me and called for me to come into the light. Instead of this I ran and he gave chase. Although 1 turned repeatedly, he still kept on my track. When I came to the alley where I had seen Darcy. I ran straight to his house and. trusting to luck, threw open the door, which luckily happened to be unlocked, and ran inside. 1 went into a room I had observed to be empty that afternoon, slammed the door shut, and waited in the darkness for further development. I heard the officer going around trying doors. Suddenly I heard an ex- clamation. “Here you are. Don’t shoot, officer. I surrender.” this from Darcy. 1 now came out of my hiding place and went into the room where they were. When I told the policeman my story he laughed loud and long. Ye’re a smart man. I tell ye. he said, and to Darcy. Darcy, me boy. what do yez think of the guy what’s sendin’ you to prison?” Mahlon Henderson. ’21. FRIGHT. It was in the afternoon. The sun was beating down with its merciless rays on the plains and on the little dwelling of Marcell Randell and his daughter. Hope. It was a small place, and they had worked hard to get this little homestead. They had come to this barren country six months before to sec if they could start up a small home and have it ready for the mother and two small children who had stayed behind and were coming out the next spring. Mr. Randcli had had many disappointments in business back in the little home town in Kentucky, so he had finally made up his mind to try to start again on a Western home- stead. The little mother had never been strong so Mr. Ran- dcll felt it would help her to come to this pure aired, free western country where everybody is equal. So he and Hope had come to these plains and had taken up a deserted home- stead and were trying to make good there. It was one of these afternoons when the sun beams down on the plains as if it meant to dry them and bleach them as it had done the bones of the many cattle that had succumbed to its power and were now lying white and clean in the sand. The girl in the shanty had come to the door many times that afternoon and shading her eyes with her hand looked far to the west across the plains for some one. This time her movements were accompanied by a sigh. She had many trials these last six months and she felt lonely, so naturally she was anxious for her father to return. He had ridden away that morning to the little town fifteen miles away across those burning sands. Me would bring back groceries and supplies that were needed and some pretty chintz. Hope asked fo . She wanted to make some curtains for the plain little windows. Perhaps he would bring her something special he nearly always did. a little fancy apron or collar. So she stood at the door looking for him. it was really not quite time for him to come but she was restless. About four-thirty she went out and fed the dozen hens just for something to do. Then she decided that perhaps she had better get sup per, so it would be ready when her father came, he would be so tired from his long hot ride. By the time she had the tiny table set and everything ready she began to wonder why her father did not come, perhaps he had just been detained. She pushed the things back on the stove where they would keep warm, and went out and sat on the doorstep to wait for him. It was cooler now and she enjoyed sitting there where she could watch the glorious sunset. Finally when it was almost dark she began to grow uneasy. A strange fear seemed to grip her. What if something had happened to her father? What if those cattle thieves that were so numerous around there, should come? She went into the house and lit both the lamps, she discovered that there was only a little oil. not enough to last more than a half hour. Why didn't father come? She went into the kitchen, the fire had died down and the food was cold. She sat down to cat but she did not want anything. Just then she heard low voices through the open door She held her breath what must she do—Oh! what if they were bringing father hurt or what if the cattle thieves were there? Must she hide—oh where—just then she thought of the little tin box they kept their little savings in. there were just one hundred and eighty-three dollars and seventeen cents in it. She remembered the exact amount. Oh! why didn't father come? Why didn’t they put their money in the little hank at Red Rock ' She stood there by the table unable to move, it seemed. She heard them go out to the little barn. They were there about five minutes but it seemed three hours to Hope. She had not noticed the lamp but now with a feeling of horror she became aware that it was going lower and lower and lower—just then it went out. She stood there in the dark almost insensible with fear. They were coming up the path now. One was talking louder than the other, she heard him say: Ah! she’s turned the light out. come on let’s go in anyway.” She shrank back, then they were after her! The seconds dragged into hours, she tried to hide behind a small muslin curtain on a cupboard. One of the men struck a match but quickly put it out. In the flash their faces were lit up in such a ghastly way that she was sure they were going to kill her. burn the house, take their precious money, every- thing. She thought of her mother, of her old home, and her two little brothers, she might never sec them again. They were at the door now. “1 must not let them come in.” she thought. She falteringlv started toward the door, the moon was up now and it made a broad stream of light into the room. The men could plainly sec her coming toward them The one in front stepped into the doorway. Hello! there cousin, how arc you?” She was dumbfounded, she could not speak. I brought Rob Brand out with me. you remember him don’t you?” Oh! She knew now. this really must be her cousin Erric Steward from California for Bob was his best friend. How relieved she was! She felt suddenly tired, what an experience she had. Of course everything was safe when she found out that her father had important business and when he saw that his nephew had arranged to stay in town until morning. Sara Watts, 20. THE GHOST OF THE ‘ LAURELS.” “It’s no use Jack, she won’t budge an inch.’ lack Milton, my chum turned off the flashlight with which he had been investigating a hopeless case. He turned around as I approached him. “I’m very sorry, indeed I am.” he exclaimed, ‘but 1 can- not tVv this car before daylight. We two boys will have to stay all night at the Old Brenton place. 1 remember hearing Jack’s pretty sister. Louise, speak of the Old Brenton place. Before we started on our trip that morning, she warned us to return early and avoid the ghost. Two years before Clifton Brenton, his wife and daughter Marguerite moved from an eastern city to the Laurels.” as they called their new home. The Brenton family had lived there for about five years when something terrible happened. The whole country was shaken by it. Marguerite Brenton was found dead in the orchard back of the house. Every step possible was taken to find the murderers, but all was in vain. The near broken-hearted parents left the Laurels.” and went back to the East. 1 he excitement died away gradually, but was renewed, when it was reported that the’ house was haunted by this girl. 1 he place was left desolate, and the farm was soon overgrown with briars and weeds. It was in this house that we two boys were to spend the night. We left the car in the lane and started towards the house. Mv heart beat so loudly it seemed that my friend must hear it, but nothing disturbed us, save the sound of our foot steps breaking the stillness of the night. We reached the house, and finding the door open, entered. c ascended the stairway and came to a circular room. lack pushed the door open and we entered. The room was empty, dust lay thick on the floor. The room was lighted by a sky- light. and there were not any windows. “Let’s go and get the robes and cushions from the car, and make ourselves more comfortable. 1 suggested. “All right.” he agreed. “Come on. I wish there were some of that lunch left too.” We were returning laden with the cushions and robes, when my sleeve caught on a branch, and I stopped to free myself. The low muttering of words from Jack caused me to turn around. I stood as if suddenly turned to stone. Was it a horrible dream? Before us in the light of the moon stood the slender form of a girl. It was Jack who frightened me by dropping the cushions he held. We both followed the girl who ran towards the house. Before we had gone ten yards I stumbled over a root and fell. The slim, white figure went swiftly and silentlv through the Laurel hedge and across the porch. There wa’« just light enough to see her start up the first flight of stairs I followed, two steps at a time. Jack bounding after us. I knew there was not any opening in the room besides the one door. She would be my prisoner. I could almost touch her as she ran across the hall. The door slammed shut. With all my strength I threw myself against it. The latch being rusty, it broke, and the door flew open. I grabbed and firmly held her. till Jack came. In the full glare of the flashlight, who should we find but Jack’s pretty sister. Louise. “Well.” she said, it wasn’t such a bad joke after all. was it.' But stop choking mel My, but you are hard on ghosts! Veda Satterfield, 21. ONE EXPERIENCE. I had often wondered what effect a “fright in the night,” would have on one. I had heard many dazzling tales of wild escapades, ghosts, and like shivery subjects; but as vet had never been a participant. I flung myself on the bed. and with a weary yawn was off. I didn’t know what time it was, no more did I care. Suddenly f awoke. I thought at first it was due to the extreme heat, and was preparing to “wander off’’ once more, when—I de- eded not to. Mv eves had perceived a mysterious object. vH� ch had caused my sudden change of mind. I cannot describe my feelings at the sight. A tall hunched figure crouching, with a suspicious looking object, held be- fore it. It was in the darkest corner, near a door and seemed to move stealthily forward. I became motionless, although something inside of me seemed to have developed the palsey. All was still, the figure moved slightly cverv now and then, but a dreadful silence prevailed. Once mv sister sleep- ing innocently beside me, carried on a conversation with some unknown personage. Seeming to sense the tenseness of the moment, however, she eventually stopped. We remained thus for an indefinite period, when to my amazement the scene changed. It was now daylight. I glanced quickly across the room, but the object of my horror had disappeared as silently, as he had come; which was really quite proper. 1 hastened to dress and was soon downstairs, which caus- ed a great deal of consternation in our happy family. “What! arc you down already? The breakfast dishes aren t done vet. what’s the matter ?” exclaimed my father. I remained mute. How could I be otherwise. They were making me the object of their cajolery, while I was feeling weak from my experience. What if that dreadful creature had murdered me,” I thought. “Think of all the lost genius! Hut I roused my- self from revery to explain the extraordinary event. I told it word for word, even adding a touch of local color here and there. I told of my brave plan to go cautiously and awaken them, or even to attack the enemy single handed; but to my surprise, I had not been able to do so. To mv astonishment, my story was not received in earnest. Instead the family enjoyed themselves immensely at my expense. Indignant at their behavior I left them alone, and pro- ceeded out the front door. Someone had forgotten to bring in the paper, for there it lay on the porch. I was delighted; I could enjoy myaplf while the rest of the family were occu- pied. I opened the paper, and below the headlines in large letters was an article headed in this manner— Blackhander escapes in dead of night. I read on. It was evident he had taken the trail over Tank Hill, where he had slouched along with drawn revolver, in case of trouble. I realized my victory The arc light on the road across from our home: which the man had taken, reflected in our window. As he crept along his shadow had been cast against our wall, causing my imagination to work wonders. I rushed indoors and oroduced mv evidence. It may have been partly a victory for the family; but they were so astounded at the change of affairs, they did not realize it. I was very gratified, and displayed my moan sweet temperament with a long. loud. laff. They all looked up in surprise, and I marched off with an exultant. “He who laughs last, laugh best.” Frances McCray. THE VERDICT. Keith Worthington was a very ambitious young man. He was looking forward to the time when he would be one of the greatest lawyers in Xewark. the city in which he lived. His parents were not wealthy, so he had a hard time to get the necessary money for his education. Another of his ambitions was to marry Lois fiardne. She was the daughter of Dr. Harvey Gardner, one of the leading nln sicians of the city. She was verv fond of Keith. Lois had another suitor whose name was Sydney Rods- ton. He was a lazy fellow', caring for nothing but pleasure. He knew that these two were very fond of each other, and this made him more determined than ever to win I-ois. Sydney needed some money very badly. His father gave him a good allowance, but it was no trouble for him to spend it. He decided upon a plan to get it. He knew it was ntfher risky, but he had done more than one risky thing in his day. That night, shortly after tw'elve o'clock, Sydney left his room, crept cautiously down the stairway, and entered his father's den. He knew' how to open the safe, and proceeded to do so. He helped himself to the money, then closed up the safe. The next thing he did was to take from his pocket, a card, on which was the following name and address: Keith VV'orthington, 1090 Market Street. Newark, X. J. This he laid face downward on the carpet, near the safe. He went quietly back to his room, rather nervous, but with an un- troubled conscience. The next day of course there was great excitement in the Rodston residence. The card was found and Keith was immediately put under arrest. He was given no chanpe to deny the charge. The trial was to take place the next day. When I.ois heard all this she was nearly frantic. She was certain that Sydney had something to do with it, and was determined to find out for herself, and then prove it to the people. She thought of a plan. It would cost her a great deal, perhaps even her reputation. But she would do almost any- thing to save her lover. She went to the ’phone and called Sydney. Of course he was delighted. Sydney.” said Lois, why don’t you ever ask me to dine with you any more?” Well. answered Svdney. you atwavs refused and I didn't want to persist. But sav. will vou go tonight? “Yes. I ll go.” Where shall we go?” asked Sydney. To the Rosenthal of course.” “Gee. you’re a good sort after all. All right then. I’ll see you.” The Rosenthal is the cafe where Sydney and all his kind go. The best class of people is never found there. That evening the two arrived at the Rosenthal. Lois had never treated him better. They talked and laughed to- gether. and both appeared to be having a glorious time. He ordered drinks of all kinds. She pretended to drink, but in- stead, threw it on the floor. He was rapidly becoming drunk. Now, she thought is the time. She started a conversation about Keith, pretending to hate him. “What do you think of that good-for-nothing?” she asked. I got even with him all right,” said Sydney. Yes,” said Lois, I am sure you did. but how did you get even with him?” They’re all sure it’s he. That was a smart trick 1 did about that card.” he continued. He kept talking like this until Lois thought she had heard all she wanted, and suggested that they go home. She took the first opportunity to escape from him, called a taxi and went home alowf The next day at the trial it looked very gloomy for Keith. Most of the people knew how hard it was for him to scrape up enough money to finish his education, and thought that this was a sure sign that he was the thief. The judge was just about to pronounce him guilty, when up rushed Lois, all out of breath. She demanded them all to listen to her. She did not need to tell them, however, for the audience was sitting with their mouths open, staring at the girl. She proceeded to tell them all that had happened, and ever ' word Sydney had said. After she had finished there was a loud buzz in the court room. The judge ordered silence, and then pronounced the words. Not Guilty.” Lillian McEwan, 20. « CADEL. PRINCESS OF HEAVEN. Hattie Bradley. Characters: Cadcl Moran, the Colonel’s daughter. Senor Kahn. Spanish Officer. Col. Moran. Charles Devenv, American. Old Nan. Indian woman. Juan, Indian. Father Salvidor, priest. ACT I. Scene 1. Small Indian village. Everything suggests poverty and wretchedness. Enter Old Nan Nan: Americans! Americans! Cruel, cruel Americans! Kill braves, starve squaws, steal papooses, burn villages. Greedy, greedy, always taking. Before new moon the vil- lage of Miama will no more be. (Wrings her hands). Enter Cadel. Cadel: My poor woman, what is the matter? Can I help you? Nan: No. No. no come near old Nan. You pale face, you hurt Indian. You bad. Go 'way. Cadcl: I think you arc wrong. I am sure I mean you no harm. I will not hurt you. There arc good and bad Americans and good and bad Indians. Is it not so? Nan: No. missy, some good Indians, heap bad Am- ericans. You father he kill us, he hate us. He burn our wigwams. He steals our food. He drives us from our vil- lages. e hurt no one. All pale faces wicked. Go ’way. My papoose she die. She have fever She have no food so she die. I love papoose. I hate Americans. Go ’way. Cadel: es I can see that you have good reason to hate us. You have suffered terribly. I am beginning to sec things differently, I will speak to ray father and I will do all I can to help you. Please believe me. Nan: Yes missy, I believe you. You no bad. You helo us. (Exit Cadel). Scene II. (Senor Kahn, Col. Moran and Deveny seated around a table). Col.: Well we made quick work of those d------d Indians. eh Kahn ? There’s not a one to be found on the place. Bah! They arc a good-for-nothing lot. Kahn: They arc not worth their salt. They ought to be wiped off the earth. Devcny: Miama will make a very pretty settlement bye and bye. There will be no Indians to bother us then. Col.: By the way. do you know where they have gone. Devcny? Deveny: In the lower part of the valley about eight miles north. Col.: 'I he dickens they are. Well they may just as well make their exit from there first as last. That fertile land down in the valley is going to be mine. Enter Cadel. Cadel: Oh father, surely you are not going to take their last refuge from them. They have no place in all the world to go. Col.: So! You are in sympathy with those lazy dogs, are you? They are good-for-nothings. They will not work so they have no right to the land. That valley is going to be mine as well as this and I do not care where the Indians go. Cadel: Father if you had seen that poor old Indian woman I have been talking to you could not be so hard. They are starving papa, actually starving, and we will be held as their murderers. Please father let them stay where they now arc. They arc not bothering any one, and they arc so poor. Col.: Go to your room at once and do not let me hear of your ever speaking to one of them again. (Exit Cadel. weeping). Scene III. (A conference is being held between Col. Moran, Devcny and Senor Kahn). Kahn: Tonight is the time to make the raid. The In- dians are many down in the valley and I fear we shall have trouble. But they will not be expecting us and we will have the advantage. Dev.: If they should.get word it would all be off. We must surprise them. Col.: They will not get word. Who would tell? To night at midnight get all the men together and mind.—no word of this must get circulated. (Exit all). Scene IV. Old Xan and Juan, her son seated around a fire. Enter Cadel. breathless. Cadel: Oh Xan. they are coming, the Americans. They are to start at midnight They mean to take you by surprise. I overheard them making their plans, and I rode all the way to tell you. Father says that if you were to know they were coming you could easily defeat them. Get all the Indians together. Xan : Juan! Juan! Go. go gi e war cry! Hurry. Hurry! (Exit Juan). Missy, why did you help poor Indians? Your father he will kill you. He be very much mad. But the saints will bless you. pretty pale face. Cadel: I do not care. 1 can see now that he is wrong. I am going to help you all I can. But I must hurry home, so he will not know I have come to warn you. Xan: You save Indians, you save village. Indians love you now. Indians have heap big massacre at moon rise. ACT II. Scene I. Enter Col. Moran and Scnor Kahn. Col.: Well, we have made a pretty mess of things. Kahn. Half of our men are killed and we are forever disgraced, to be defeated by a handful of half-starved Indians. Kahn: Well one thing is sure. Colonel. They were ex- pecting us. Xo one knew about it but our own men. Some one is a traitor. Col.: If we find out who it is he shall be shot like a dog. I am a man of my word. Kahn: Sir. I have always suspected Devcny of being a traitor. Only this morning I saw him talking to an Indian woman. (Enter Peveny). Co’.: Deveny. some one has betrayed us. Those Indians knew that we were coming. Do you have any idea who the traitor was? Dev.: Xo sir. I do not. Kahn: (sneeringly ). Perhaps you can tell us what you and that Indian woman were talking about this morning. Dev.: Kahn, you are a liar. I was talking to no one. It is all a-plQt against nic because you know that Cadel loves me and you are jealous. Kahn: He careful what you say you blackguard. (Ad- vances angrily). Col.: Charles Devenv, 1 believe you are the one who betrayed us into the hands of the Indians. li it is proved I will have you shot at sunrise. (Enter Cadel). Cadel: Father, the man is innocent. Let him go. It was 1 who told the Indians. Col: You! You! The daughter of a Moran a traitor! Cadel: Yes father, you men are devoid of all honor. You have no sense of justice. Col.: I will teach you to defy me. you hussy Dev.: Stop Sir? You shall not strike her. Cadel is my promised wife. Col.: Get out of my sight, both of you! Cadel. from this time on you arc no daughter of mine. (Exit Cadel and Deveny). (Scene II. Deveny and Cadel kneeling before the priest in the little chapel. Father Salvidor: May the saints bless you both my chil- dren. and keep you always in their watchful care. Cadel: Good Father Salvidor. if I have done wrong in choosing the man 1 love instead of marrying my father's choice, pray that I may be forgiven. Father Sal.: My child, you have done no wrong. Down in their village the Indians worship you. They have made you out a beautiful goddess whom the saints have sent to bless them. They have erected a statue and named it. Cadel. Princess of Heaven.” (Curtain). A MID-WINTER SKI CARNIVAL. Skiing. which originated in the mountains of Norway. is jK-rhaps the most exhilarating of all sports. It is the art of using kiis. long, narrow strips of polished hard wood, carve l deeply in front When strapped on the feet, they enable the wearer to travel with great swiftness over (Kicked snows and to descend, with safety, icy inclines. A very popular variations of this sport is 'ski jumping. which forms the principal item of the Mid-Winter Carnival at Steamboat Springs. Colorado. The ski track for the Carnival is situated in the Govern- ment Elk Park, and through a section of pine woods, a short distance from the town. It is exceedingly steep and presents a most terrifying aspect to a beginner. Extensive preparations are made for the carnival weeks before it is held, for many guests attend each year, hirst, to build the course, underbrush must be cleared away, snow packed and the “jumps’ erected. Jumps are platforms of wood, built on trestles, varying in height from ten to fifty feet. These are covered with snow and ice which arc solidly packed down. They arc placed about midway of the course. The largest hotel in the town is thrown open for the accommodation of guests, and various plans for their enter- tainment are made. Tobogganing, cross country trips on skiis and dances given every evening in the hotel ball room, form the greater part of the amusements. Skijoring is fast becoming one of the favorite pastimes To skijorc one must have a very gentle horse. The horse is harnessed and a person wearing skiis grasps the runs firmly and away they go. Care must be taken to maintain a per feet balance and to keep the feet close together, lest disaster overtake one. Each year a “Queen of the Carnival” is elected by popu- larity votes. Prominent young women from the neighboring counties enter and interest runs high as to the outcome. The decision, however, is not made public till the last day of the carnival. After a week of gaiety, tilled with sleigh riding, toboggan- ing and trips to various places of interest on skiis. the great day comes on which many contests will be held, including the world championship contest. All of the inhabitants and the numerous guests proceed to the ski track, leaving the town almost deserted. After a long hard climb the sturdy skiers reach the summit of the track. Once there, they pause for breath and are photographed by moving picture camera men. as well as kodak fiends. On account of the piercing cold, it is necessary to be warmly dressed, but the ski-jumpers must wear nothing bulky. Padded trousers, high, felt lined boots, the warmest of wool sweaters and caps, and always fur or fur lined gloves, complete their costume. They are usually equipped with a ski pole which is a long bamboo pole with a sharp steel point and about three inches from this steel end is a metal wheel. This helps the ski jumpers to ascend the steep slope in the shortest possible time. Enthusiastic spectators line both sides of the track nearly to its summit, trudging through the snow breaking their own trail as they climb. Much fun and tumbling result and the biting air is filled with the shouts of their merriment. The band is in a prominent place and from time to time its strains are heard above the revelry. First comes the Juvenile Contest in which all boys and girls over twelve years of age may enter. A special jump” about ten or twelve feet high has been erected for them with a short track. Many weeks of hard training and faithful work have made them practically sure of themselves. Often there is competition between different schools and associa- tions. One at a time they are announced and come shooting down the steep incline above the jump” at an almost un- believable rate of speed. When they reach the jump they seem to have acquired wings, and without pausing a second flv off the edge, remaining in the air for what seems like hours to the excited spectators but in reality is only a few seconds. Landing some distance down the course, some fall while others glide on thru the cheering ranks of people. The ob- ject of this contest is to see who can jump the farthest from the edge of the “jump” to the course, land on his feet and remain on them, as a fall counts against one. Some of the youngsters have jumped as far as fifty feet. This, of course, is measured from the foot of the “jump” to the spot where they land. Usually about thirty are enrolled in this contest. Then came the amateurs! Some of these arc almost skillful enough to be classed with the professionals. Most of them are local business men; some of them, however, are from neighboring cities and states. Another course has been constructed for their benefit. The jump” is usually about twenty-five or thirty feet high. Great cheering and shouting greet them as they come flying down the icy slope and jump 07 off into space. Usually the amateurs are more fortunate than the juveniles and there are not so many falls. Hut when one does fall he hits hard and all you can sec is a whirl of legs, arms and skiis. and down they slide, revolving like a great wheel, often burying themselves in a snow-drift At the end of the Amateur Contest, after the winners have been announced, messengers arrive, bearing the news that the new queen has been elected, news that is received with great excitement. All this time the camera-men have been grinding away, stationed at the best posts to sec the most of everything. After the excitement has quieted down, the names of the contestants for the World’s Championship are announced. Everyone listens, but as there has been little talk of anything else for the past week, the names of the famous ski-jumpers are known to all present. All gaze eagerly at the contestants who appear one after the other, mere s| ccks among the pines at the tip-top of the track, higher by many rods than any of the others have begun their course. Everyone holds his breath as they swoop down toward the tremendous jump, fifty feet or morc high. Some excited spectators scream and others hide their eyes as the Hying figures leap into the air. some whirling two or three times in succession, and looking like huge long-jegged cranes, their arms rotating rapidly. Others, more daring, even turn somersaults while in the air, some do not attempt any flourishes at all. There are comparatively few falls among the professionals, although once in a while some especially daring one lands in a whirling heap, far down the course. Not many professionals enter, never more than twenty. After this final contest is ended, the people, nearly numb with cold, make hasfc to reach warm quarters. The guests, when warm, unwilling to miss any fun. hurry out to pile on big toboggans and slide down steep places, or visit the numer- ous mineral springs, which make the town a popular resort. Others, not afraid of catching cold, go for a swim to the big bathhouse, with its pool of naturally heated mineral water. But the day is nearly over by the time they return from the contest, and they soon troop back to the hotel to be in time for the banquet given in honor of the new World’s Champion. After the keen appetites of the guests have been satisfied, everyone goes to the reception room to await the coronation of the queen. A large throne has been erected and the room made lovely with flowers and ferns. Presently, to the strains of music, the newly elected queen and her attendants, led by the queen of the preceding Carnival, come down the stairs An appropriate ceremony is observed, while the queen mounts her throne and is crowned. Then Her Majesty distributes the urines to the winners of the various contests and cries of. “Speech, speech! arc heard. Most of the favored ones arc obliging and for some time those present enjoy themselves immensely. Then comes the final feature of the carnival. I he corona- tion ball. Everyone withdraws to the ballroom where with the queen as guest of honor, the happy crowd dance out the last day of the carnival. The present World's Champion is Carl Howellson. who won over Paul Omveldt at the last carnival a junto greater by eleven feet and six inches, the former breaking all records ever made by a jump of two hundred and eleven feet, seven inches. The champion is a resident of Steamboat Springs. Colorado, and is a young man to be such a wonderful ski- jumper. As moving pictures are always made of the most inter- esting items of the ski-carnival each year, and as these arc shown all over the country, those who have neither time nor opportunity to sec these wonderful feats are enabled to view them, with some loss of thrill, it is true, in the moving picture houses of their own cities. The carnival has always been looked forward to with much interest by the ski-fans of the United States, and it is hoped that it will be continued for ma � y vears. Lucy Richardson. '20. PERSONAL INFLUENCE AND SCHOOL SPIRIT. There is one responsibility in life which no one can escane no matter how hard he trys to evade it. This responsibilitx is personal influence. Every human being unconsciously gives, everv hour of his life some influence to the lives of others. This influence is very often never realized bv the person who received it yet it enters his life and adds one more block to the building of character. Beautiful music, fine arts and good literature have a erev influence upon one's character. One mav often igno' sue � things but he cannot prevent their making a lasting impres- sion upon his life. Personal influence affects the character even more than beauty of sound and color. If you realize then that you. through vour own personality, can. and do, influence main others, is’it not your duty to make that influence of the best kind possible? is it not just what you owe to the world: And is it not just what you owe to Fairmont High School? All of us realize that there is a very discordant spirit existing in our high school. So long as it exists we can never hope to achieve a loyal spirit among students and faculty. What is the cause of this undesirable spirit? I his ques- tion is easily answered in two words bad influence. It is the personal influence of a few over many. Among the girls this influence creates snobbishness and extravagant dressing. One girl sees another dressed as for an afternoon reception, in silk and satin and the accompany- ing powder and rouge. In nine cases out of ten the first girl will strive to imitate the stylishly gowned young lady and in so doing many changes are brought about in her character. She loses interests in lessons, for a girl who is worried about her satin dress and who walks gingerly on French heels, has not much time to think of mere lessons. Soon she has no time even to conic to classes, there arc too many movies to attend and ‘Mates’ to fulfill. Cutting” classes becomes very easy. If so many girls cut” and get by with it why can I not trv it '” many a girl has asked herself. It is exactly the same with boys. After seeing one’s friends smoke, loaf and cut” class it is very easy to do it oneself. We are all human and all very susceptible to one another’s influence. Students who treat school either as a comfortable loafing place or a terrible but necessary bore, are never exceedingly popular with the faculty. With students pulling one way and teachers another, what can be accomplished ? W hat good does it do for us to cheer. Rah! Rah! Fairmont High School” at athletic games and then at all other times knock our school and complain about every thing connected with it? Knocking” never improved anything. If personal influence is such an important and influentia’ thing wouldn't good influence be iust as powerful as bad h fluence? Then if we really desire to create a loyal, pro crcssiVe and sociable soirit in Fairmont High School why can we not start by doing away with bad influence ami ac- centing on’v the rood? SmaM grouns who tried to always have the best kind of influence could certainly accomplish a great deal, towards creating loyalty toward Fairmont High School. So one expects or even imagines that high school hoys and girls will ever become earthlv angels. But thev can become really fine boys and girls and later splendid citi- zens. If there are enough hoys and girls in our school who are willing to watch their actions closely and to try to in- fluence others for the best. it will not be at all impossible to make Fairmont High School the best high school in the country. All that is needed is action. Violctte McCloskey. A MOUSE S TALE. Characters—Miss Davis. Miss Wedding. Mary Bennett. Margaret Smith, Ruth Friedman. Louise Show alter and the two o'clock History class. Time—One o'clock and two o'clock periods. ACT ONE. SCENE ONE. Room Thirteen. Miss Davis, Mary Bennett. Margaret Smith and Louise Showaltcr talking together and eating caramels. Louise: Miss Davis, here is one piece of candy left. Von cat it. Miss D.: Don't you think you had better take it up to your 2.05 history class and give it to Miss Wedding to sweeten her up? Louise: I don't want to take just one piece. Mary Bennett: Here give me the sack. I'll blow it u � and put the caramel in it. (She puts the caramel in the sack and blows it up). We might just as well tie a string around and attach a card. Louise: I’m afraid to. Mary B.: I’m not. I'll do it. Miss D.: AM right. (She gets a card out of desk and Mary writes on it) Mary B.: Does this suit you? Two hour Deer Teacher Frum her 205 hisstric Klass. Mar. Smith: Sure that's all right Mary you hurry ami get there before Miss Wedding does and put the sack on her desk. (Uo-'g rings) Exeunt. w SCENE TWO. Miss Wedding's room. Changing classes. Enter Mar. S.. Mary B., Louise and Ruth F. and a few members of the class. Mary places the sack with the card across the top on Miss Y edding's desk. All take their seats. Enter Miss Wed Miss .: What is this. (Touches the sack and the candy moves. Quickly withdraws hand). Ruth you open it Ruth: Sure I'll do it. (Starts toward the desk). Mar.: No. you don’t young lady. Miss W ed. touches it again and the one lone piece of candy rolls over). Miss Wed.: OO-ooH! (Yells at the top of her voice and jumps six feet). I know you do have a mouse in there. (Gingerly picks the sack up by the end of the string and holding it at arms length runs over to the window and drops it out. M. B. makes a dive for the door and goes after it. In the meantime Miss Wed. locks the door and when Mary conics back she can't get in. Miss Wed. stands with arms folded (representing Napoleon with his bones apart) and tells Mary through the closed and locked door to take the sack down stairs again). (Mary instead of walking down stairs opens the sack and to the amazement of Miss Wed. pops the caramel into her mouth). (Remember this door had a glass in it). Mary B.: Now Miss Wedding, let me come in. Exeunt. Louise Showaltcr. 20. FIRE! The little cattle ranch lay bare and brown in the glaring sunshine. 1 he acre � and acres of grev sage brush waved with the hot wind. One could hardly imagine a more dreary and lonely place on an August afternoon. I'p on the top of one of the numerous knolls, the su « beat down on a small tar paper cabin. A few pitifully thin cattle grazed half- hearted bv on one of the burning s’opes. Everything about spoke of isolation and povertv for it had been a dry sum- mer and the vegetation for miles around was dying for want of water. After some time, one .of the cattle raised its head, and gazed over the knoll. A girl on a thin rangy, brown, cow pony was riding rapidly toward the ranch. She stopped in front of the cabin and gave a shrill whistle A bent. weary. looking; wfcman came to the door, “lhat you, Kuthie? She asked, in a tired voice. uV The girl removed her hat and wiped her lorchcad. � es. here I am. Mrs. Dodson. Whew! Isn t it hot.' Mrs. Dodson nodded her head in a discouraged way. “It sure is. ’ she said. “Jest look at them poor cattle down vondcr on the slope. Did you ever see such thin, spindlin’ lookin’ critters?” I’m jest plumb tuckered out trying to live in this burnin’ country.” „ . The girl sighed. “Oh, it’s awful. Mrs. Dodson, she said. “Just awful.” Mrs. Dodson, her eves misty, nodded her head slowly and the girl was silent. Ruth sat looking at the blue moun- tains in the distance and idly smoothed her horse's straggling mane. , At last she spoke with an effort. Mr. Dodson here: “I rode over to see if he wouldn’t come over and do some- thing for the bay colt. He is just lying down in the corral, paying no attention to anyone, not even his mother.” Now that’s too bad. exclaimed Mrs. Dodson. Here you ride all the wav over here and Lem s just drove the other bunch of cattle over to the water hole. He took this bunch vesterdav. I’m real sorrv. honey, but I don t guess Lem could do much for the colt. Our black mare died on us yesterdav and he couldn’t do nothin’ for her. Come in and set a while, child. You must be plumb tuckered out with your long ride.” But the girl was already gathering up the reins. No. thank you. Mrs. Dodson. I guess I’d better not. You know mother’s all alone and I must tend to her.” She rode slowly down the hill. At the foot of the hill turned look at that cloud bank over in the west.” she called, “perhaps we’re going to have rain.” But Mrs. Dodson had entered the cabin and did not hear her. Ruth rode very slowly, absorbed with her own thoughts She did not notice the way her pony turned, his head un easily toward the west, or the way he sniffed the air She was thinking of her own home in the far east, and her many friends there. When her father had died. Ruth and her mother had sold the pretty home and all its belongings and moved out into the west, on a tiny cattle ranch where they had worked and struggled for four years. Ruth was eighteen now. and most of the family burdens rested on her straight young shoulders. Her mother was not at all strong, and the scorching heat of this last summer was beginning to tell on her. ... She halted at the creek, a tiny trickle of water winding through the sandy basin; and bathed her flushed face. bile her horse was eagerly drinking what little water there was. she slipped to an old rock and seated herself, waiting for him to finish. Suddenly she straightened up and looked to- ward the west. She sniffed the air. and then she understood A fire! she gasped, oh. how horrible! The grass is as drv as paper and the land will be swept clean. And I thought it was rain clouds. The discovery staggered her. The little ranch, the sole livelihood of her mother, would be destroyed. The Dodson ranch would be in the path of the devouring flames. Then a picture of tired, kind, hard-working Mrs. Dodson came into her mind. She had been kind, very kind to Mrs. Carter and Ruth in those first, hard months. Jumping on her horse, she gave him a quick blow with her quirt and galloped down the dusty road. As she rode along, plan after plan took form in her mind, but all were rejected. She would simply ride to the fire and see what was to be done. By this time she could see that she was at least five miles from the fire. This gave her a little hope, but she knew that fire travels swiftly and she would have to hurry. She urged the horse on. His breath was coming in la bored gasps: at times he stumbled and nearly fell, but he went on bravely. Ruth now thoroughly frightened, shivered with nervousness, but she stuck to the saddle and rode on and on. . . . At last, after what seemed like hours to the anxious girl, the horse, wet with sweat, gasping with each breath, ran into a dense cloud of smoke. On either side was a burning mass of trees and underbrush. I he ground was covered with screaming, struggling, frightened animals. Ruth gave a sigh of relief. At least the fire had soread no farther. But the terrified horse had stooped! The flames had frightened him. Ruth quicklv dismounted, and fighting and struggling, made her way through the burning woods, dragging the horse after her. Her hands were blistered and from time to time bits of burning wood fell on her face ami arms. She choked ami coughed and fought off the flames that leaped at her dress. Her eves smarted and her throat was torturing her. but she fought her wav on. step by step. Suddenly she stopped with a cry. Xot more than two or three hundred yards from her was a large concrete wall that she recognized as the wall of Old Man Bowmans reservoir. Old Man” Bowman was the chief cattleman of the country. He had plenty of water in his enormous reser- voir. The water was piped all the way from Quarry Spring and Quarry Spring never went dry.' When his neighbors1 cattle were dying for want of water, his own were sleek and smooth and their pasturage was green and fresh. A daring resolve entered Ruth's mind. Old Man Bow man was in town, she had seen him pass in the morning She would open the tloodgate of the reservoir and let tin- water pour down on the burning woods. Again she mounted and rode swiftly up the steep slope and gazed into the reservoir. It was full! Full as if it were spring. And there was the floodgate near the wall. She ran around the edge and bent all her weight on the heavy bar of notched steel. A little more and she would have pushed it down. Again and again she tried it. Her hands were bleeding but she did not notice it. She pushed with all her strength on the bar. Then she saw the bar fall and the water rise higher and higher and then came deep black- ness. hen Ruth opened her eyes she was lying on the ground with a circle of kind faces above her. and a strange voice was sounding in her ears. Here she is all line and dandy. She sat up dizzily and looked about her. It was raining! Down where the woods had been, was a long stretch of smoking, blackened timber. Who was bv her? “Old Man” Bowman was talking ex- citedly. “Yes jest got here about ten minutes after she did I seen the fire from the top of the big hill ami come in a hurry. I stopped for Mrs. Carter there and come right , .hc 1 ot he the water was a streaming down and the ram finished it. I've been a selfish pig and I'm sorrv for it. Never again. This little girl can run this whole place anyway. 1 guess she saved the township, thank Cod ' But Ruth did not hear the Old Man's words of praise because she was sobbing excitedly in her mother's arms L. M. R.. '29. 71 BAFFLED. Alfred Girard had spent a good bit of time in England however, he was an American and was in the real estate business in New York, although lie did not have to depend on this business for his living, and therefore spent most of his time elsewhere. In the spring of 1914 lie had gone to Belgium, expecting to remain for a month, lie was much pleased with Belgium He found the country beautiful and thought In- needed a rest, so he remained. Almost before he realized it. war had been declared and Germany had invaded Belgium. It was one day in late October that Girard was in a little town in southeastern Bel- gium. when the cavalry forming General Baron von Heiter’s advance, invaded the little village and shot down in cold blood, a number of the inhabitants and took the others as prisoners, among whom was Alfred Girard. The prison ers were marched along the dusty road until thev reached another small village. Evidently this village had met the fate of the other for there seemed to be nothing but destruc- tion. No civilians were seen along the street, only drunken and partly-sober grey clad figures. The little band of prison- ers was ushered into a small building which had been partlv destroyed. General Baron von Heiter was a typical German. A ponderous form lie seemed as he sat writing at h: desk, or rather the table of rough boards that served as a desk. His stern face was very florid and his small pig-eves were mer- slits so that the color of his eyes could not be determined. As the guard entered with the prisoners the General arose and came forward. Your prisoners, sir, said the guard. “Is this all there were? “There are more on the way, sir. There General's eyes followed down the line until thev fell on the tall figure of Girard. The clean cut features of the young man seemed to appeal to him. W ill you step forward ? . he asked. Girard obeyed with- out answering. The General turned to the guard. ou may dismiss these other prisoners from my pres- ence, but keep them under guard. I shall attend to them later. After the door had closed behind them, he turned again to Girard. “Your name? Alfred Girard. —The General s brows lilted a tritte “Then you are a------ “An American, sir. was the reply. Oh! and your business in Belgium ?’ “Merely pleasure, sir. You say you are an American, but your name--------It is a Belgium name I am quite sure Perhaps, sir. “You were, of course, born in America r Yes, General.” And your father? He was also born in America.” “And your grandfather?” “No.”' “Then where was he born ?” “In Belgium, sir.” Oh! I guessed as much. And did you come directly from American to Belgium ? “Ye----- You replied in the affirmative Mr. Girard r No. I did not reply.” Then do so.” , . „ , . No.—I did not conic directly to Belgium, and alter some hesitation he continued. I went to England before coming to Belgium?” “How long had you been in England before coming to Belgium?” About six months.” “And you are well known there. 1 suppose ' “No. although I have spent much time there. I am not very well known there. 1 remain alone a good deal. “Ah, that is good. At this Girard showed much surprise. “Mr. Girard. continued the General, “1 suppose you know that the prisoners who came in with you will be shot tomorrow.” 1 presumed they would be. it would not be a more cold blooded act than 1 have already seen.' He shuddered as he thought of the scene of the day before, when he had seen several innocent Belgians lined up before a stone wa. and then shot down. “But is there no way they can be saved?” The General laughed long and loud with an ugly look on his face. . . , Of course.” he replied, that’s what I want you to do. save them.” .. , . ?• For God’s sake. General tell me how I can save them, and Girard showed the distress that he felt. Listen closely and 1 shall explain to you Mr. Girard. 1 have in mv possession a large painting, one of the most famous in the world I should say. However the painting is now in England and I am very much worried about it. I should feel much better satisfied if it were here, and 1 wish vou to go to England and obtain it for me as 1 could hard I v expect to gain entrance to England myscit. General von Heiter. I could not do that, it might possibly be to the detriment of England. How am I to know. Foolish, how could a picture injure m any way the English government! It is impossible.” How am I to know that it is impossible. Will you swear that it has no connections with military affairs' It is only a picture I desire to have near me. so I can protect it. I do not wish it destroyed.” Rut you have not said that it has no connection with the war. has it? ’ ,, . • , ••Well I—ah—no of course not. 1 should think anv one would know that no picture could help solve anv military problems. Xo it has nothing whatever to do with war. It would be much better for you to bring this picture to Ger- many for me than to let all these people be killed and be- sides lose your own life. Girard recalled the frightened faces of the people and the scene of the previous day. His hands clenched and he grit his teeth. I’ll go. he said with a determined shake of lus head, but sunrose they will not allow me to bring the picture out of England?” You will have no trouble in getting it out of KnglaiKl. 1 will see to that, but if you do fail, it means your death and also those who came here with you will die. Do you think if I failed I should come back to Ger- man v, asked Girard. . I shall not send you until you have said you vi 1 come back, and if you say you will come 1 know that you will. I know a man of his word when I sec him. Mr. Girard. 72 Girard did not answer, he would have liked to take it as a compliment, but he could not. “Very well. General. I promise to come back if I fail. The General put out his hand, but it was ignored. Girard drew himself up to his full height. Enemies would hardly shake hands, he said. “All right Mr. Girard, you will leave in the morning. The following morning. Girard was given instructions as to where the picture could be found, and so. departed. Once in England he went immediately to the city and thence to the house where he was to get the picture. In re- sponse to the bell a servant opened the door. “I-----M began Girard. “Yes. I understand sir. the picture is ready, come right in.” Girard looked at him in astonishment but followed him into the house. The servant led the way to the picture. It was all packed ready to be delivered. “Do you wish to remain all night, sir ' inquired the scr vant. or shall you start back immediately?” Me stay in this house all night.” replied Girard with a sarcastic smile. “Well I guess not. not if I can help it. I leave at once. “Verv well sir.” But'first.” continued Girard. “I’m going to have a look at this picture.” and he began unwraooing it. “Oh! Xo! Mr. Girard. General von Heiter said it was not to be opened. “Well I say it is to be opened. 1 don't carrv packages around when I don’t know what thev contain, and with that he cut the cords that bound the picture Trulv it was a wonderful picture, not very large, scarcelv larger than a suit case, but the coloring was remarkable. It was a picture of the ocean. Girard gasped when he saw it however the frame interested him most. It was of some sort of metal, handsomely carved. “What a beautiful frame.” he exclaimed “Whv-er—yes. sir. it is.” stammered the man. Girard noticed the agitation “It surelv must have cost quite as much as the picture.” “Yes. sir. I suppose it did.” This time there was nothing unnatural in his voice. Girard did not know what to think of this but he tied the picture up and prepared to leave. Just as he went out the door the servant whispered to him. You will find a cab at the next corner, sir.” Girard walked to the comer and there was the cab that the servant spoke of. To the wharf,” Girard told the cabman. “I know, Mr. Girard.” The blood rushed to Girards face, he was furious for a moment, why should all these people know his affairs bet- ter than he knew them himself? But soon he remembered that Von Heitcr was at the head of it all. and he got quietly into the cab and drove off. The cabman let him out some distance from the wharf and he was obliged to walk the re- mainder of the way. From out of the dense crowd a man came up to him and slipped a small parcel into his hand. Girard looking to see what it was. found it to be his passport and ticket. He dared not turn and look at the man, so he continued to the docks. As he went up the gang plank he wondered how the picture would appeal to the officer who awaited him at the top of the plank The officer took it and with a quick survey of Girard he marked it O. K. without opening it. All right, Mr. Girard, he whispered. You’d better stick pretty close to your state room until the boat sails. Girard was not surprised this time, m truth he had rather expected it. Nevertheless he went directly to his state room and locked the door after him. I he thought of this curious picture bothered him. He took the picture out and set it up on the bed before him. He then took it in his hands and examined the carving. Certainly a wonderful piece of work, he thought. Then he noticed a tarnished place on it. It would be a shame tor so handsome a frame to tarnish. He rubber the tarnished place and much to his astonishment or satisfaction. I shall not say which, a portion of the frame opened by a secret spring, revealing several papers folded into very small packets Just as I expected.’’ exclaimed Girard, secret messages. Well I’ll fool them.” He took the papers out and found them to be papers explaining the plans of a big gun the English were making, plans for a big drive and other papers of very great value to the English government. What could he do. He must go back to Germany cither with or without the picture. If he went without it Von Heiter would kill him in a tit of rage because he. of course, knew that he. (Girard had started with the picture, i I is secret agents would attend to that. If hr nmt back with it. Von ilciter was liable to get the papers before he could save them. But he would have to go back that was sure. So he wrapped the picture up again, then began looking in all the dresser drawers for a certain article. He hardly hoped to find it. but his hopes were grati- fied. 1 here in one of the drawers lay a tiny revolver, seem inglv forgotten by some traveler. This Girard put in to an inside pocket of his coat. From the time he landed, he had no trouble in getting into Germany. He went to General von Heiter’s headquarters. I he General was delighted to see him Come right in my bov. come right in. he said. Girard followed him into the room. hen the General turned his back Girard drew out the little revolver. 'ow von Ilciter. lie said. Will you throw up vour hands or shall I shoot? Von Heiter turned sharply and put up both hands. “You deceived me.” continued Girard, but I came back as I said I would. But now I shall be well paid. You are going to do me a favor. Sit down at that table and take pen and paper and write me a pass through all the lines, giving me permission to take this picture with me. Write it.” he commanded. Von Heiter obeyed and handed the paper to him. This done Girard strapped the General to a chair and gagged him. Then taking the picture he started out. When he reached the door he turned and made a low bow. General Baron von Heiter’s pig-eves flashed fire, but he was helpless, and the door closed after Girard. After going safely through the German lines and reach- ing England. Girard went immediately to General Foch, who was then in England, and explained'to him how he got the picture and where he got it. “Why man.” exclaimed General Foch. you have not only saved the lives of nearly a whole army, but vou have dis- covered the headquarters of the most noted German spies. With a little study we can catch the whole bunch of them.” General Foch then got in communication with the head of the English government and Alfred Girard was awarded medals and proclaimed a hero. His picture was in everv paper in England. If he had not been well known before he certainly was now. After the excitement had died down he was offered a commission as captain in the English army, which he ac- cepted. with the understanding that when America entered the war (if she should) he would he released to join in with the country he loved and wanted to serve. Beatrice Lyons, '19. THE HICK. Outside the little Yankee city of Middlesex. Vermont, there lay a beautiful little farm of six acres. An old man, a former educator well known in Vermont, was compelled by the state of bis health to get out in the country to recover; his wife being dead, his only son lived with him. he had started a truck farm to defray expenses be- cause they bad no money and the European War was making living high even on a farm. The son. Robert Burton, Jr., had given up hope of an education years before, but he was content to support bis father bv working on the little farm; the lad was eighteen years old, strong and sturdy from farm life, and well trained by his father in spite of his lack of schooling. The Mayor of Middlesex, a huge pleasant-faced man, was a widower, but be bad no thought of marrying again for be was content to live to protect the apple of his eye. a daughter. Betty ilcox was unlike her father in size, but she bad his wonderful disposition and cheerfulness together with a natural beauty inherited from her mother, which made her the most liked girl in the Middlesex State Normal School. Down the street, one bright morning, came a huckster’s wagon. On the seat was Bob Burton; his cheery cry of “Fresh vegetables, picked this morning,” made him a good friend and a well patronized salesman of the housewives. As he was passing the Normal building his horse shied ami the wagon was thrown against the curb, a wheel on the rickety cart came off and cabbages, tomatoes, beans and all kind of vegetables were strewn in profusion over the street and sidewalk. Unfortunately a great stream of students were entering the school for the morning session and a crowd gathered to watch and poke fun at the boy. one smart guy” yelled. Look at the Hick,” the cry was taken up bv all of the fel- lows and the cry of Hick” filled the air. Then came a change, Betty Wilcox, pushing her way- through the crowd, her face Hushed and her eyes Hashing with anger, cried. Worthless hunch, why don’t you help him pick things up?'1 The red, hut thankful face of the young farmer smiled up at her; several of the better students in the crowd to- gether with Betty helped Boh pick up his vegetables and fasten the wheel back on. The crowd passed on but Betty waited a moment. I’m sorry that you had trouble.” she «aid, “and that bunch was horrid, but say. if you go over to the white house on the corner of Sixth Street and tell the cook that Betty sent you. she will buy some of your things.” Bob thanked her and climbed on his wagon, drove up the street working over in his mind the event, “She was pretty,” he mused. I wonder if she would go to the band concert with a fellow like me.” He reached a decision and two days later when he was greeted by the usual cheery smile from Betty Wilcox, he called after her. “Miss Wilcox!” She waited. Er. I see that there is going to l c a band concert next Friday.” Yes,” she smiled. I wonder—I mean—I want to say--------” Oh.” she said, won't you come in and take me to the concert r” He sighed in relief and the next Friday night he was on hand promptly and met her father, “Bill Wilcox; they walked to the open part and listened to ji good concert. The next day. that fateful day in November, when Bob entered the town, he noticed a crowd in front of the Times” office. Hopping off his cart he joined them. War With Ger- many.” confronted him in staring type. That afternoon he walked up to the newly opened re cruiting station with many others and put his name down to fight for Uncle Sam. Physically and Mentally Fit.” was the examiner’s notation. In a section of the Thierry salient some Yanks were having a hot time. In a muddy trench unprotected bv any dug outs, was a sergeant with fifteen, huddled together trying to evade the trying fire of the Roches. Archies” were bursting high in the air and bombs a d machine gun fire was terrific. Suddenly, the sergeant jumped up from his phone. “Damn it.” he cried. Our wires are cut by the shell fire.” T11 go ’ was the word on every lip. but Private Burton had grabbed a pair of wire pliers and a phone and was already creeping over the trench. He started to the shell hole which held the broken ends of the wire; he reached the hole easily and quickly pieced the wire and called softly into the phone. Wires fixed, ser- geant. I'll stay here and watch the Hun lines for patrols.” Bob was holding the most dangerous post in warfare! A place where death is almost certain from the shell and machine gun fire. He was peering over the edge of the hole when a star shell burst overhead, then came the rat-a-tat-tat of the machine gun and he fell back limply into the shell hole. ' • The people of Middlesex read how the now I.ieut. Bob Burton had held a shell hole position in No Mans I-and. wounded, for twenty-seven hours, and how only the never equalled American bravery and pep in the form of five of his comrade companies, went over the top” and chased the re- nowned Prussian Guard until their shoes dropped off—it was that which saved Bob and took him back to the base hospital safely. The train whistled. I-icut. Burton rose from his scat and picking up his kit prepared to dismount at Middlesex. A surprise greeted him. his father, the Mayor and his daughter with a band and a crowd of people were ready to welcome their first war hero home. ♦ ♦ • The blurred memory of that afternoon was ancient his- tory when that evening he walked home with Betty Wilcox, he was shaking. “I1 sure am glad to be back home, your father tells me that since Dad has recovered he gets the Presidencv of the N'ormal School, and that 1 get a scholar- ship at Columbia Universitv. I am going to take law and when I set no business-----” he looked at her inouirineb . Bcttv said nothing but her rosy cheeks and sparkling r' es answered him. James Carpenter. T9. THE HIRED MAN. PART I. Just outside of Arden, at one side of the Kemberly road, was a beautiful little bungalow, which attracted the attention of the many automobile-tourists who passed that way. It was the home of Mr. and Mrs. George Barton, who had everything they desired but a hired man. The Bartons had put an advertisement in the paper, but so far had not succeeded in getting a man suited to the work they wished done. The lawn needed mowing; new steps were needed at the kitchen door, and many other little things which Mr. Barton could not find time to do. At last they received a letter from a young man. who said he was willing to work at anything and would come to see about the work. The morning he was to arrive. Mrs. Barton could not arrange to be at home to give directions to the young man. so Mr. Barton was impatiently waiting for him. He started out on the lawn with the lawn mower and began to cut the grass, when he heard a car stop in front of the house. “Are you ready to go into town. Barton? There is an imiKtrtant meeting of the stock holders at the hank at nine o’clock, you’ll have to hurry.” The speaker was Mr. Henderson who worked at the same bank with Mr. Barton. ‘‘Just a minute. I’ll be with you. said Mr. Barton aloud and then added to himself, confound that young fellow, whv couldn't he have been on time. I'm not going to-----. Just then he saw a young man enter the gate, hat in hand. “Oh. there you are. cried Mr. Barton. Just in time, here—take the lawn mower and finish this iob. My wife will be here in a few minutes to give you further orders. 1 have just got to go. Mr. Barton rushed to his friend’s car and went off leaving the young man with his mouth open, staring at the lawn mower in astonishment. Then he saw the funny side of the situation and began to laugh. “Evidently I’m supposed to be a hired man or something like that, so I might as wcV finish this work.” he said to himself. The young man. who called himself John Clark, worked for a week, giving entire satisfaction. In tact he made him self so very agreeable that Mr. and Mrs. Barton felt as if he were one of the family and were sorry to see him go away. At the end of the week they paid him twelve dollars and seventy-five cents and although they urged him to stay, he left for Canford. a large citv in the next state. lie explained that he had a position watting for him there, and he must go at once. PART II. One evening in June of the following summer. Mr. Bar- ton and his wife were sitting on the porch when a messenger boy came up with some letters for them. The boy explained that they had been left at another house by mistake. “ )nc of these letters must be an invitation to Marjorie's wedding. said Mrs. Barton. You remember that her en- gagement was announced quite a while ago. Marjorie Martin was Airs. Barton's favorite niece who lived in Canford. and Mrs. Barton was very much concerned about Marjorie’s happiness as she had no daughter of her own. I do hope Marjorie gets a good husband. Mr. Barton said, but 1 suppose she will do as her sister did and marry a rich young rascal who is afraid of a little honest work. Vow George. said Mrs. Barton. I never heard you speak well of any young man. unless it was that John Clark, who was here a while last summer “Well Mary. he replied, that fellow was worth while and if 1 knew where he was now. 1 would hunt him no. but he is the kind of a man who will make a name for himself and we will hear from him some day. Yes. said his wife, that may be. but now we must de- cide on a wedding present for Marjorie and prepare to be in Canford before the twentieth. PART III. At the Martin home in Canford. preparations were being made for the wedding. It was the morning of the twentieth and the wedding was to be at noon. Marjorie and her fiance were just returning from a stroll in the park. Aunt Mary won't get here until about eleven. said Mar joric, “so she won’t sec you until the ceremony. I do wonder if she will know you. I'm not sure that she will. he replied, but Mr. Barton will and I will have several things to explain; you don’t be- lieve thev would be angry, do you? “So indeed, you don't know Aunt Mary and L’nclc George yet—or you wouldn't think of them not taking a good joke.” Mr. and Mrs. Barton arrived at eleven as Marjorie pre- dicted and had just time to greet all of the relatives and friends of Marjorie’s, and get a glimpse of her in her wedding finery before the ceremony. At noon the ceremony took place, and during it there was hut one thought in the minds of Mr. Barton and his wife. Where had they seen the bridegroom before. “It is—no it can’t be. whispered Mrs. Barton to her hus- band. “I tell you. it is—I know him—it is our John Clark and— there's no other like him ’ he answered. It was John Clark and the same John Clark who took the part of Barton’s hired man a year back. Xo one was more pleased than Mr. Barton was of his new nephew, unless it was Marjorie, who was perfectly happy. That evening after the reception, the intimate members of the family were seated in the living rooms. Mr. Barton looking fondly at his nephew, said: Tell us once more all about it. John, and by the way what did you do with the twelve dollars and seventy-five cents?” John seated himself on the arm of Marjorie’s chair an 1 told them all of his experience as a hired man. I was on my way home from college. he began, in my room mate's car. We had got out of school two weeks earlier than usual and I wasn’t expected home. We were near Ar- den when the car stopped still and refused to go any farther My friend. Bob Anthony, sent me to the nearest house to get some water, and seeing an attractive bungalow near I went to it and I never will forget my astonishment when I found myself standing in the vard with a lawn mower and being told to finish the iob of grass cutting, the owner of the house had started. Then it dawned upon me that evi dentlv the gentleman was expecting some hired help and I don’t know just why I did it—but I went back to the car and told Rob to go on home without me and to tell mother I would come a week later. Just then a young man came up to the gate and asked if I had advertised for a hired man. ! knew then why I had been put to work. I told the young man that another person had already taken the job and real! he seemed relieved. Marjorie had always insisted that try to earn some money of my own and I stayed a week wit!� my employers. Soon I grew to like them and then one day I saw a picture of Marjorie in Mrs. Barton's parlor. Later on I say Mr. Barton have a letter which was addressed in Marjorie’s handwriting—I knew then that some relationship existed and when I left there with my twelve dollars ami seventy-five cents (which 1 gave to Marjorie) I resolved to return there with Marjorie but not as a “hired man. Irene Vincent. ’19. 7 MAPLE LEAVES’ STAFF. Editor-in-Chief ....................... G. Norman Cunningham Assistant Editor-in-Chief .........................Margaret R Smith Business Manager .................................. Joseph G. Conley Assistant Editors Louise Showalter Mary Bennett Viollettc McCloskey Geraldine Brown Sara Watts Pierre Hill Fern Snider Virginia Wilson Frances McCray Mary Turkovich ■ nM 30ARP GLEE CLUB 3 ORCHESTRA GIRL SCOUTS CAMP EIRE 0IKP CLUB THRFT SOCIE TIES JUNIOR REP CROSS TWCA MUSIC. With the motto C or you'll Bb the music depart- ment has progressed rapidly this year. The Christmas entertainment was the only evening pro- gram given by the Boys’ (� lee .Club and Orchestra on May 29th at the Chapel period. The Drum Corps is the newest acquisition and is now permanently organized. Five drums and two or three fifes will sound forth much | atriotism both for our school and country. The Orchestra numbering fourteen and noted for its good cheer has had a very busy season playing at schools, banquets, plays and various kinds of meetings. THE MANUAL TRAINING DEPARTMENT. The manual training department of the High Schoo’. under the able leadership of Mr. Knsel J. Hawkins, has ac- complished very good results in spite of the many set backs that they have had to work under this year. In the first plao Ml the students in this department were unable to get started right into-ivork at the beginning of the year because of the inability to secure lumber. And when they did get started the schools were closed on account of the Influenza epidemic. In spite of all this ten tables, ware chests and three thousand, six hundred (3.600) splints were made for the Red Cross. This work took only about four weeks’ time. Besides this the students expect to make a very good showing in the spring exhibit with tables, chairs, book-cases, etc. A new subject, Shop Mathematics, was added to the manual training department this year. This has proved a great success and has helped considerably to increase the en- rollment. Two new courses, connected with the manual training department are being talked of being installed next year. These two additions are: automobile shop work and printing. The automobile shop work would give a great number of students practical knowledge of the mechanism of an auto- mobile. Since the High Schools are advancing all the time, why not install an Automobile Shop? There is nothing more popular than automohiling, so why not give the boys in High School a practical knowledge of automobiles and help them to continue their school work by being able to drive a car during their vacations and leisure hours? If a printing press should be installed in the High School, it would not only benefit the students but would also'bcnefit the High School. While the printing trade is very good and it would greatly help some students, who aspire to become printers, yet it would be more of a help to the High School. There is a great amount of printed matter used in the High School. Why not do it ourselves? We would be giving ex perience to the student printers and saving money at the same time. Every time that there is a football or basketball game it costs the High School about five dollars ($5.00) for tickets and posters. I.et us say that there are twenty-five athletic games during the year. Each one of these games taking five dollars for advertising. What could the High School now do with one hundred and twenty-five dollars? Why not save this by installing a printing press? If these two different departments are added to the High School. 1 am sure it will greatly increase our standing as a high school. THE GIRL SCOUTS. Our two Girl Scout Troops were organized in November, with sixteen members—eight in each troop. The troops elected Miss Bessie J. Reed as Captain with Miss Mary E. Hartley as Lieutenant. Elizabeth Mayers was appointed Leader of Troop No. 1 with Martha Clelland as Corporal and Cordelia Dexter as Secretary. Lucille Bartlett was appointed Leader of Troop No. 2 with Christine Scott as Corporal and Eleanor Gillespie as Secretary. These girls have had many good times together and much time has been spent in learning useful things such as. to tie knots. In order to pass the Tenderfoot—or first test, each scout must know how to tie four knots correctly, also how to answer some questions concerning the treatment and use of the flag. The code for signalling has also been studied. Several have passed the Tenderfoot Test. This enables them to become full fledged scouts. This National Organization is very interesting and help- ful. Many girls have been able to lend their services to Am- erica during the war through this organization. The members arc the following: Lucille Bartlett Elizabeth Mayers Eleanor Gillespie Eleanor Cobun Cordelia Dexter Virginia Eastman Daisy Cross Martha Clelland Virginia Nutter Mary Mason Hclmick Ruth Bosserman Rose Watson Christine Scott Margaret Lehman CAMP FIRE. There is only one active Camp Eire Circle in Fairmont High School this year and this circle is the Musana. whose guardian is Miss Leaman. Proofs that they were active arc: All the original mem- bers of the circle are wood gatherers. They gave $5.00 to the Times’' Christmas Fund; the girls took clothes, groceries, and toys to poor families on the day before Christmas; this group has camped a week each year since it was organized and is anticipating a camping trip this year. The members arc: Genevieve Cordrav Marguerite Guilhart Marv Roush Allcnc Clelland Ruby Moran , Eupha Prunty Ora Kisner Edith Moran Ruth Feather JUNIOR RED CROSS. Much good work has been done by the girls of Domestic Art Department for the Junior Red Cross this year under the leadership of Miss Marjory Chriswcll. The following articles have been made: 120 scrap books 72 bags 19 sweaters 10 scarfs. The scrap books and bags were for use in the hospitals while the sweaters and scarfs were for the Armenian Relict Commission, d) per cent of the Junior Red Cross dues were also given to this cause. DOMESTIC SCIENCE. The success of this Department is due entirely to the efficient work of Miss Virginia Gaskill. The girls enjoy their work in the cooking room and the boys seem to enjoy hanging around” hoping to get a hand-out.” Much of this is because of the delicious recipes such as the following: Fondant. 2 C. sugar 1 tsp. cr. tartar 1 C. boiling water. Stir until sugar is dissolved, cover to keep crystals down. Cook to soft ball stage; pour into wet platter. Wait until it cools then stir with wooden spoon, until white mass is formed. Knead and mold into shape. Will keep in air tight jar for weeks. Color and flavor if desired. Spanish Pinoche. 2 C. Brown sugar 1 C. granulated sugar 2 T. butter J4 C. chopped dates or raisins W C. meats. Cook sugar and milk to soft ball. Cool, beat till creamy. When cool add butter and the chopped nuts, dates and raisins. Apricot Ice. 4 C. water 2 C. sugar V C. apricot juice. Make syrup of boiling water and sugar 20 minutes. Add fruit juice, cool, strain and freeze. Any fruit juice may be used. Nut Bread. 4 C. flour 4 tsp. baking powder 1 C. nuts l i tsp. salt Yi C. sugar 2 C. milk. Mix and sift dry ingredients. Add sugar and milk and nuts. Let raise 20 minutes in moderate oven. Peanut Cookies. 2 T. butter Y C. sugar 1 e£ 1 T. baking powder Y tsp. salt Yt C. flour 2 T. milk Y C. finely chopped peanuts Yi tsp. lemon juice. Cream the butter add sugar and egg. well-beaten. Mix and sift dry ingredients, add to first mixture. Then add milk, peanuts, and lemon juice. Drop from a teaspoon on an un- buttered pan. one inch apart. Place peanut on top of each. Bake 12 to 13 minutes in a slow oven. This recipe makes 24 cookies. Swiss Steak. Steak should be cut 2 in. thick. Yi c- flour to a slice of meat, weighing 2 lbs. Mix well with salt and pepper. Pound the flour thoroughly into the meat. Wave the grease hot and brown the meat on each side; then add a few slices of onions and a green pepper, chopped fine, 2 C. water or part tomatoes. Cover closely and let simmer 3 or 4 hours. The onion'may be omitted if desired. THRIFT ARMY. In order that the students of the high school should become more familiar with the habit of thrift and of the sale of the United States thrift stamp, the student body of the high school was organized into a so-called Thrift Armv. The manner in which the high school was organized last year did iKiieive to the students a sense of responsibility or mak • them fccTAbat it was their duty to buy Thrift Stamps. the purpose of this new organizaion was to acquaint the students better with the sale of Thrift Stamps. The Thrift Army consists of four regiments: Namely, the four classes in the high school. The president, vice presi- dent and secretary are the officers. These being called Col- onel, Lieut. Colonel and Adjutant. Of course there must be a head to all things so a general was appointed. Miss Bessie I. Reed a member of the faculty was appointed as General. The regiments are made up of different companies. That is. the various group or home rooms. In each Company a Captain. Lieut, and Sergeant arc elected. In every group room a period of fifteen minutes is given each Tuesday morn- ing for a short program. It is here that we have the pleasure of listening to some splendid four minute talks by students of the high school. BIRD CLUB. After two weeks time had been devoted to the study o' birds by the Biolog)' classes, so much interest was manifested in bird study and bird trips had become so popular that Miss Frost proposed forming a Bird Club. This club was organized and the following officers were elected: Linn Hall ................................President Wilma Clclland .....................Y’ice President George Snider ............................Secretary Lois Phillips ............................Treasurer The purpose of this club is to become better acquainted with our feathered friends, to learn to appreciate their beauty and their songs, to do all possible to protect them, and in so doinir cultivate a spirit of friendship among the members of the club. The club will be affiliated with the National Audubon Society. Now if you see some student looking up. seemingly a; orlv the leaves of the trees, and he even fails to see you cn- tirc’ excuse him for he is a member of the Bird Club, li he has a stiff neck it is another evidence he is a member of the Club. Then if you should be awakened at the daybreak hour some morning by one of your whistling comrades going by to school, don't think he is dreaming or sleep walking. He is only a member of the Bird Club. Y. W. C. A. The Y. V. C. A. has stood out as one of the most prom.- nent organizations of the high school this year, although vc did not begin to have our weekly meetings until after Christ- mas. During the year the Y. V. C. A. has held its meetings once a week. A regular program was adopted. The first week was service: second, social; third. Bible; and fourth, service In these meetings sewing was done for both the Red Cross and the Salvation Army. In the month of March the Y Y. C. A. members served a supper to the high school girls. About one hundred and fifty-seven girls attended. The Y. Y. C. A. conducted an assembly program in May which was of great interest to the whole school. •i GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB. K « HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA ATHLETICS. When school bewail last fall we anticipated having the finest year in Athletics that Fairmont High School had ever had. Sir. Kllis had been secured as a coach and we felt sure that he would come up to all expectations. He whipped a foot ball team, composed of almost new material into shape, so that they defeated Weston. 30-0. Then the Influenza epi- demic came and school was closed for six weeks. W hen school reopened the greater part of the foot ball season was gone. Mr. Ellis was drafted into the service. The team had had no practice for six weeks, they had no coach and four more games «ere yet to be played. Things looked very blue. Mr. Dan Maurer and Harold Hutchinson were then asked to coach the team for the remainder of the season. The team did show up mighty well Against Buckhannon and Clarks- burg. although they had no regular coach and had a short time to get together. The authorities of the school had been trying to secure a new coach but until the first of the year, they had been un- successful. It looked as if the basket ball season would have to be started without a coach. But one day about the first of December, there was great excitement in the High School because it was reported that the new Athletic Coach had arrived. There was a general rush for the office to see him. It was very amusing to see the way some of the students acted when they got a glimpse of the new coach. Many com- ments were offered concerning him and the most common one was Oh. he is too little to be able to coach a basket ball team. Mr. Kahn is not a tall man by any means, but he has proved to us that he is small but mighty. The Basket ball team had a fairly successful season and all credit is due to Mr. Kahn for his ability in getting together a team that could make such a showing from practically all new material. Mr. Kahn has not only proved to us that he is a good athlete but also a lover of clean sports. There was a great disappointment among the students because a Base ball team was not organized this year. But because of the expense and no returns at all. it was thought best not to organize a team. The Track team is expecting to do great things at the State Track Meet at Morgantown, May 17. Since there will be no base ball team, the Track team will have that much more time to practice There is some fine material in the High School and Mr. Kahn is expecting to develop a fine team. The authorities could not have picked a better man than Mr. Kahn. He is likely to be with us next year and much is expected from Fairmont High in the line of Athletics, be- cause the schools all over the state have learned of Mr. Kahn's ability and they know that he will produce some mighty fine team. KS FAIRMONT HIGH SCHOOL SONGS AND YELLS. CHEER FOR OLD FAIRMONT Cheer for old Fairmont, Fairmont must win! Fight to a finish. Never give in! You do your best, boys We’ll do the rest, boys. Fight for old F. H. S. Rah !Rah !Rah! LOCOMOTIVE YELL Whistle, Hoorn, Ray, Fairmont! Rah !Rah !Rah !Rah! Fairmont High School Rah!Rah!Rah!Rah! Fairmont High School Rah !Rah !Rah !Rah ! Fairmont High School Team !Team !Team! F. H. S. WELL I GUESS F. II. S. Well I guess F. H. S. Well I guess F. H. S. Well I guess, yes. yes F. H. S. Well I guess. WELL A VE!VO! Well a VelVo! And a Vi.'Vo! And a VelVo! Vi!Vo!Vum! Room get a rat trap Rigger than a cat trap. Room get another one. Rigger than the other one. Room !Sis JRooni !Rah! Canival !Canibal! Eat ’Em up raw! Fairmont High School, Rah !Kah !Kah! RICKETY RICKETY RL’SS Rickety Rickety Russ We arc not allowed to cuss Rut nevertheless We must confess There is nothing the matter With F. H. S. HAND CLAP YELL Clap Clap Clap C a- Clan Clap C'ap Clap Clap Fairmont! Ki t HA 1.1 (KJ HALLOO CHHRR Halloo Balloo Kanuck. Kanuck. Hooray !1 loo ray! Halloo Halloo Kanuck. Kanuck. Hooray JHooray! Halloo Halloo Kanuck. Kanuck. Hooray JHooray! Fairmont High. High, High. Fairmont High. CHEF HE! CHEF HE! Chcc He! Chcc He! thee Ha! Ha! Ha! Fairmont High School. Rah !Rah !Rah! Fairmont High School Is our erv! V-I-C-T-OR-Y! RICH MAN! POOR MAN! Rich Man. Poor Man. Beggar Man. Thief! Tear’ cm up Chew 'em up What's the dif? Tear 'em up Eat ’em up Blood and Gore Fairmont High School. We want more! FOOT BALL WRITE-UPS. Clark Brown, Quarterback. Clark was a sure tackier and good in forming interference for the other backs. Seldon Dean, Half (Left). Experience counted a lot in left half, and Dean had more of that than the rest of the men. Forest Knight. Half (Right). In a broken held Fuzzy ' was a hard man to stop. Clay Mills. Fullback. Mills was a steady and reliable Fullback. No man can be more than that. Carlyslc Smail, End (Left). Although not a spectacular player, he was a very depend able one. Pierre Hill, End (Right). Bernard Fleming. Left End. (Sub.) One of the smallest but quickest ends F. H. S. ever had. Oliver Miller. Tackle (Left) This overgrown Sophomore has taken F. H. S. by storm. In the words of our English teacher. He is some player. Tom Cain. Tackle, (Right). The old adage 'Slow but Sure' was never any more true than when it was applied to Tom. John llavmond, Guard or Tackle. Haymond’s line plunging was a feature of every game. Kenneth Hess, Guard or Tackle. Light but fast and a hard tackier. Orville Wolfe. Center. Wolfe is a new man in F. H. S. but already he has en- deared himself to the hearts of Fairmont football fans. Brooks Morrison. Guard. While Tubby was on guard, even the best of men could not pierce the line, lames Carpenter, Guard (Sub.) Although this is his first year, Jim” showed up remark- ably well. •i BASKET BALL WRITE-UPS. Forest Knight, Forward. The team will be in need of a Rood forward next year to fill Fuzzy’s place which he held down in good form this year. F.dmond Troxell, Forward. Troxcll is a very good shot and was generally called All-shot.” He won a wrist watch at the tournament for making the most number of j oints in a single game. Much is expected from him next year. Pierre F. Hill. Center. Captain. Pierre was considered the best player on the team. He not only played his position but was into every play. He showed fine ability in handling the team. Clark Brown, Guard. Clark is small but mighty and showed up we'I all through the season. He will be with us next year with the same pep only a little stronger. Herbert Hamilton. Guard. “Pete played a fine defensive game all through the sea- son. He received honorable mention at the tournament Orvelle Wolfe. Forward. Wolfe played a hard game. He was ready to fill any position on the team any time. Seldon Dean, Forward. “Red was one the handiest players on the team. He will be with us next year. Bernard Fleming. Guard. Fleming played a fine defensive game. He also filled the forward position, when needed. Leonard Romino, Guard. Even the best of opponents found it hard to get clear of Romino for a shot. Always on the alert, he frequently took a hand in scoring. «3 Individual Record of the Players. Players Goal Troxell ...................98. Hill ......................74. Knight......................72 Brown ................. . .28. Dean........................14 Wolfe .......................9 Carpenter .................. 3 Hamilton ................... 1 Rumino ..................... 1 Fleming .................... 1 The Record. Dec. 24— F. H. Jan. 1—F. H. Jan. 3—F. H Jan. 11—F. H. Jan. 24—F. H. Jan. 31—F. 11. Feb. 8-F. H. Feb. 15—F. H. Feb. 26—F. H. Feb. 27—F. H. Mar. 1—F. H. Mar. 7—F. H. At Home. 5., 10; Bristol, 28. 5., 20; Soldiers. 14. 5., 48; Shinnston, 16. 5., 20; Parkersburg, 30. 5., 14; Buckhannon. 27. 5., 31 ; Huntington. 25. 5., 16; Grafton, 23. 5., 28; Lumberport. 19. 5., 91; Farmington, 13. S . 89; Coal District. 19 5., 21 ; Clarksburg. 32. 5., 36; Fairview, 16. Abroad Jan. 18-F. H. S.. 39; Salem, 12. Jan. 21—F. H. S.. 51 ; Farmington. 9. Jan. 25—F. H. S., 32; Shinnston. 22. Feb. 14—F. H. S.. 17; Parkersburg, 34. Feb. 21—F. H. S.. 12; Buckhannon, 58. Feb. 22—F. H. S.. 20; Clarksburg. 29. Feb. 28• H. 30; Grafton. 28. Mar. 8—F. H. S.. 24; Fairview. 31. Wearers of the F. H. S Pierre Hill. (Capt.) Brock Showalter, (Mgr.) Scldon Dean Forest Knight F.dmond Troxcl Orville Wolfe Clark Brown Fouls .. .27 ...50 22 Bernard Fleming Herbert Hamilton Leonard Romino Line-Ups. Forward—Knight. Wolfe Forward—Dean, Troxell Center —Hill Guard —Brown. Fleming Guard Hamilton, Romino Record at Wesleyan Tournament. Mar. 14—F. H. S., 6; Clendcnnin. 27. Mar. 15— F. H. S., 44; Welch. 16. Mar. 15— F. H. S.. 13; Buckhannon, 20. Inter-Class Basket Ball Team. Seniors McWhorter. Capt. Pierpont Ha.vmond Carpenter Swearingen Morrison Jamison Juniors Harden. Capt. Arnett Ash Trach Hess McCray Knight Stevens Sophomores Miller, Capt. Jones Me Neely Smail Akins Rock Hall Spedden Rhinehart Freshmen Reich. Capt. Cassell Smith Rinns Morris Wallace Seniors L. Lough, Capt. Fortney Feather Frischkon Teter Girls’ Teams. Sophomores Dunnington, Capt. Altman U. Lough M. N. Smith M. Smith Juniors Knight. Capt. Showalter Smith Snider Turkovich Freshmen Hclmick. Capt. Layman Bartlett Johnson llawkins Kelley IM CLASS TEAMS. TRACK TEAM. HIGH SCHOOL TRACK STARS SHOW CLASS IN THEIR RECENT MEET. Considerable class was shown in the inter class track meet staged by the Fairmont high school which was won by the Juniors with a big lead. The four classes entered good teams and some unusually good high school records were made. The teams finished as follows: luniors, 102; Seniors. 54; Sophomores. 20; Freshmen. 11. The individual point winners for the meet so far as high scores were concerned were Hill. 32; Brown, 30; Deane. 24; Wolfe. 15. and Swearingen with 13 points. The various events and the winners of first, second, third, fourth and fifth places were as follows: 100-Yard Dash. Brown, first; Bennis, second; Hill, third: A Knight, fourth: Wolfe, fifth. Time: 11 4-5 seconds. Pole Vault. Wolfe, first: Hill, second; Swearingen, third: Keener, fourth. Height: 8 ft. S in. Mile Run. Deane, first: Picrpont. second; Troxcll. third: Eskett. fourth: Kakins. fifth. Time: Five minutes. Shot Put. Deane, first; Carter, second: Hill, third; Pete, fourth; Carter, fifth. Distance, 31 feet. 1 inch. 220-Yard Dash. Brown, first: Hall, second; Pierpont, third: A. Knight, fourth; Swearingen, fifth. Time: 25 2-5 seconds. High Jump. Hill, first; Troxell. second; Wolic, third: Swearingen, fourth; Carpenter, fifth. Height: 5 feet. 4 1-2 inches. 440-Yard Dash. Brown, first; Hill, second; E. Hall, third; Picrpon . fourth; Wolfe, fifth. Time: 56 2-5 seconds. Discus Throw. Hill, first; Deane, second; Petr, third; J. Knight, fourth; McWhorter, fifth. Distance, 7' feet 4 inches. Half Mile Run. Deane, first; E. Hall, second; Picrpont. third; Rock, fourth; Lehman fifth. Time: 2 minutes 29 seconds. Two-Mile Run. Deane, first; Eskett. second; C. Hall, third: A. Knight, fourth. Time: 11 minutes 45 3-5 seconds. Broad Jump. Brown, first; Wolfe, second; Carpenter, third; Swearin- gen. fourth; Binns. fifth. Distance: 1 feet S inches. 220-Yard Hurdle. Brown, first; Hill, second; A. Knight, third; Swearingen, fourth; Wolfe, fifth. Time: 30 seconds. 120-Yard Hurdle. Brown, first; Hill, second; Swearingen, third: Carpenter, fourth; Hakins. fifth, lime: 20 seconds. 0 I SEPTEMBER. i.?—Sal. First teachers' meeting. Work again—? 14—Sun. The faculty attends church. Guess they want to give a good impression. 5—Mon. Some new “green” seen on the campus. Thirteen old teachers Imck again. 16—Tue. Fido enters the auditorium. Mr. Vangilder is ap- pointed official dog-catcher. 1 —Wed. Demaris Lewis, having had three months vacation. forgets which pair of steps leads to the cellar.” and which to the attic.” so Bill Riheldatfer, a freshic. in- forms her. 18— Thu. Regular classes begin. Miss Davis's 8:45 class in English assembles with a total of twenty-two girls and Kenneth Hess. 19— Fri. Kenneth has left. 20— Sat. Foot Ball practice. 21— Sun. Miss Paul, unfortunately develops ap| endicitis. 22— Mon. Mary Bennett going down the hall, accidentali bumps into Oval Tatterson: Oh excuse me. Oval. 1 didn’t see you. 23— Tue. A certain ' Specks” from out-of-town has been call ing on one of our teachers. 24— Wed. Lunch-room opens with vegetable soup. Everybody gets hungry alniut noon. 25— Thu. Specks” disappears from the horizon— iood-bv Specks!” 26— Fri. The orchestra strikes up the “Star Spangled Banner” in the auditorium, and the 8:45 English class stands a: attention. Sit down, sit down.” says Miss Davis. It doesn’t pay to be too patriotic. We must conserve time.” 27— Sat. Mi s Lea man comes near joining the angels. 28— Sun. Nothing doing. w 29— Mon Mr. Colebank decides that autos arc unnecessary ap pliances to the High School program, jo—Tue. We notice flivvers have become popular lately—? OCTOBER. 1— 'ed. 0:20 Miss Oldham enters the good old 8:45 English class. Everyone's heart becomes dislocated and mounts to her throat. Miss Davis calls upon Louis- Showalter who has been the doomed pupil for the List week. 2— Thu. Mi' Standard “kicked Tom Sarslield out of class. Mr. Colebank kicked” him in again. Poor Tom was Kicked” twice. 2—Fri. First chapel program. 4— Sat. It was so exciting vc don't remember it. 5— Sun. John Traugh, how dare you raise a row between Ancient I«atin and Modem History. 6— Mon. Mr. Vangildcr's young offspring attends chemistry class and meets with an accident. Oh. mama, mama! he exclaims. “Right here 1 am. says Mr. Vangilder. running t � his assistance. 7.—Tue. The invalids are on the mend—oh horrors, no more vacation! 8— Wed. Yes. there will be the Flu” coming. Ka-choo! 9— Thu. A senes of lectures.” Flu.” Song of the Flu.” Sneeze not so freely with your nose. And I’ll not sneeze with mine; I'll keep my microbes to myself. So please do so with thine. 10— Fri. There's a certain very popular, red headed waiter. who has appeared in the lunch room lately; alwav- at the end of the line, when he can’t squeeze up front. 11— Sat. Mademoiselle Underhill i traveling a rough road. with French and Miss Oldham combined. Who wouldn't be? 12— Sun. No w-e don’t notice anv difference. Yiolette and Joe. Conley find just as much to talk about as ever! Such playful children! Everything closes for the Flu.” NOVEMBER ii—Mon. 12— Tue. 13— Wed. 14— Thu. 15— Fri. 16— Sat. 17— Sun. 18— Mon. it;—T uc. 2C—Wed. 21—Thu. 22— Fri. 23— Sat. 24— Sun. 25— Mon. 26— Tue. 27— Wed. 28— Thu. 29— Fri. 30— Sat. Peace was declared. School re-opens. School closes at noon tor celebration of peace. 'I he morning after the night before!! W cl-1-1 here we arc again and the Hu’ has “Hew NY we don’t sjk-II flu” with a capital letter. It’s a common noun. Work?—even the Hu had its charms! A rousing foot-hall practice. Miss Davis has a visitor from Morgantown. The 9:45 Penmanship class has a visit from Mr. Cole bank. Miss Wedding— 1 think the time will come when every boy will own an aeroplane, just as he owns •n automobile today. Clarence Keener— Yes, I think so too. because I’m going to be a traffic cop. It’s time to laugh girls. Miss Soil, a Y. W. C. A. worker, gives a talk at the Nigh School, afterwards Margaret Smith gives an impromptu speech. Miss Standard—“Practice as I count. Frances McCray—“Practice what? Miss S.— O. Frances—“OH.” Miss S.—“?“ Russel Sturm conducts | ep meeting. Mr. Musgrave decides to take unto himself” a mate —at last! The mating occurred at 9:00 in the city of Clarksburg. Nix!” It’s nearing time for the report cards—P� r r-r-r. Miss Davis— Myrtle criticis Frances floor talking. Myrtle Sapper—“Wcl-I. I didn’t especially like the ending.” Mi«s I)— 1 th:nk the fce nnning was as bad as the ending, so you know my idea of it. Miss Standard— Cieorgc. spell ‘together.’ Cieorge Nay— Oh! to-get-her. goat! Thanksgiving ? C m-m! Thusc meeting in the auditorium. Were you a patriot? If not. why not? r.ame between Fairmont and Clarksburg. We shine. too DECEMBER 1— Sun. “The little brown church, in the vale. 2— Mon. Miss Iranian— Somebody go downstairs and get n� y scissors. S inebody—“What are scissors? Miss L.— Things to cut your grades with. 3— Tue. Teacher’s meeting. Something in the wind. 4— Wed. Clifton Mall reading French I«a vach age. Miss Oldham—“Oh no, not vach-agc. C. II.— All right. I.a cowcher.’ ” 5— Thu. Report cards!! 6— Fri. Mr. Musgrave— What is soil? Tillie Funt— Most necessary thing on earth. 7— Sat. New resolutions ? ? 8— Sun. Fair and warmer. 9— Mon. Paul McCray— We're pretty good friends aren't we ? Rex Arnett— Yes. Paul— Agree on all things. Rex— Right. Paul— Let’s get married. 10— Tue. Lizzy Ford—“Miss Frost, what’s the color of red corpuscles ? 11— Wed. Frances McCray thinks Enid would he rather chilly if she had to run with nothing on. save her jewel -. 2—Thu. Rehearsal for Christmas Plum Pudding. 13— Fri- Private Criglcr relates his experiences in the war. Miss Wedding springs a test. Sarah Kuhn loses her lip stick. 14— Sat. They’re wearing them longer in F. H. S. • 5—Sun. All Prcshie children go to Sunday school so as to be sure Santa gets their name for a Xmas stocking an 1 the annual Sunday School treat. 16— Mon. The teachers are puzzled, why are all the student so quiet. 17— Tue. Why of course. Xmas is next week. 18— Wed. Oh! did you hear the news? Mr. Musgrave is mar- ried. 19— Thu. I-ast class in the afternoon shot to nieces. All leave to follow Mussie and the mule, for his speech i worth more than I-atin or Geometry. 20— Fri. I don’t have my lesson todav. I lost my book. School ends for the rest of the year, so as to give Santa a chance to visit the good students. 30—Mon. acation is over. A number of former students visit us. 3 —Tue. Slippery weather, we skate to school and slide back. One by one we all arc slipping. On the ice we swiftly fall; Some on Fifth Street, some on Fourth Street. People short and people tall. Everywhere the ice awaits us— On the sidewalk, in the street; And though wondrous scenes surround us. We must always watch our feet. ( nc by one we all are slipping. On the ice we swiftly fall; I’p we jump, and then slip onward Till again to earth we fall. M. ’21. JANUARY I—Wed. A holidav aeain and a whole year full of resolutions on account of it. A New Year's Resolution. In winter time at Fifth street. It is not safe at all. To walk down in the roadway. For there you're sure to fall. And if u| 9n the sidewalk You decide to try your fate. You waken to your danger. Alas! when 'tis too late. With bumps, and cuts, and bruises And stars Ijcfore your eyes. You slide down to the bottom. And s-I-o-w-l-v you arise. And vow that now. forever At on one other time. You'll try to walk down Fifth Street Rut the good old summer time. 2— Thu. Big vacuum in the faculty caused by the absence ot Miss Wedding. 3— Fri. Rev. Brown, former pastor of one of the Fairmont churches, a Y. M. C. A. secretary just returned from France gave a very interesting talk in chapel. 4—Sat. A Poem Margaret's an alchemist. 1 know And so I’ll have to drop her. For every time I’m out with her My silver turns to copper. O. W.. 1919. 1 5— Sun. Holiday dissipations? First we get it in school, next we get it out of school and then the preachers descend upon us. 6— Mon. Joe. Nickolich—“Who wrote (irey’s Klegy?” lames Holdren—‘‘1 don’t know. Lord Byron I think. 7— Tuc. Miss I-eaman—“Have you done your outside read- ing? Robert Yoak—“No. it’s too cold.” 8— Wed. Miss ()ldham meeting Peg Knight in the hall— I haven't seen vou at church latelv. Peg —“No’ni I haven’t been there. 9— Thu. Miss Dudgeon does not ride on the street car on account of the flu. to— Fri. Thusc nreeling for the game with Parkersburg Satur- day night Margaret Smith and Buddy Yost excell as cheer leaders. 11— Sat. Basket 1� 11 game with Parkersburg at the old Normal gvm. Alas! they went home ten to the good! 12— Sun. Miss WVddine invests in a hat for the week (weak) end. What did she buy her shoes for? 13— Mon. TW- Maple I eaves Staff of 13 meet at the 13th hour of the 13th day of the 13th month 1 December being the 12th month) in room 13 for the issue of the 13th volume of the Maple I .eaves. 14— Tuc. Miss Wcddin«r in h’storv—“We could study about Napoleon until the end of time. Red Dean—“Yes mam. ’till you cash your check.” 15— Wed. Miss Dudgeon walks to Bamstown through tin rain 16— Thu. Virginia R'idge and Karl Stalnakcr jump the rone” at Oakland. 17— Fri. New “stars” discovered playing in Katcha Koo. i8—Siit. A victorious basket ball game with Salem 39-H . io—Sun. A meeting of tin- Literary Lditors of the Maple I «eaves was held at Mary Bennett's. If your write up is not very classy” blame it on Mary s cookies. jo—Mon. Miss Oldham giving cut a French sentence— Do you wish me to accompany you?.......l ry it Harper. ji—Tue. Myrtle Sapper arguing for co-education-— It would increase the girls' vocabularly to have boys in the class.” 22— Wed. High School night at the Union Church Meeting. Sophomores win jo per cent of collection for having the largest percentage of attendance. The remaining sum goes to tlte V. V. C. A. 23— Thu. Mr. Kahn in Geometry—“If you can bisect one angle why can’t you bisect the angles of a triangle? (Get- ting disgusted). Heavens, if you eat a bit of pic what is to prevent you from eating all of it—providing you have the apatite and the pic?” 24— Fri. Rig argument takes place in Room jj. Regular fist tight between Frances McCray and Marjorv I-eMas ters. Frances conquers. Ask them for particulars. 25— Sat. We come out ten ahead in the basket ball game with Shinnston. 26— Sun. A large percentage of the teachers attend the revival services at the Methodist Church in order that they might conscientiously Ik frivolous the next week. 27— Mon. To the amusement of his class Mr. Kahn proves that a cat has six tails. No cat has five tails ()ne cat has one more tail than no cat One cat then has six tails. 28— Tuc. Shortened periods this afternoon. ‘ lood we get out of work and the teachers get in it. We like to sec 'em work. 29— Wed. Hugh Fox explains in art class why Maple Leave cannot l;c sold for fifty cents. For particulars sec 11 ugh. 30— Thu. High School students attend Cleopatra to learn about the time of the Romans. There's Fgypt in your dreamy eyes.’ He passionately said. Rut from her glance he might surmise That Chile there instead. 103 3� — Fri. A certain girl said Hvery time Avery kisses n:c h- colors up to his eyes. Martha Kinsey—“You shouldn’t put it on so thick.” FEBRUARY 1— Sat. The beginning of a new month. 2— Sun. Ground Hogday, did you see your shadow? 3— Mon. A mysterv to her. “Arc you iaughing at me?” de minded Miss Neel sternly of her class. “Oh, no. ' came the reply in chorus. “Then.” asked Miss N’eel ever more grimly, “What els� is there in this room to laugh at?” 4— Tue. Tillie Flint— Are the marks on a goose’s bill real teeth ? ’ Frances Oliker—“Xo. they’re false.” 5— Wed. Great excitement in the lunch room today. A stale loaf of bread got fresh. 6— Thu. Surprise of surprises! Miss Xecl is absent. 7— Fri. Classes as per usual. Xo Chapel today. 8— Sat. Big basket hall game. Fairmont vs. Buckhannon. Need more Ik said ? 9— Sun. Rest day. Preparation for the coming exams. to—Mon. Miss Scott from the West Virginia University con- ducts Miss Xecl's classes. M—Tue. Miss Dudgeon tells the Glee Club to “yell—well, sim ply screech.’’ They do. 12— Wed. Abraham Lincoln’s birthday but alas—no holiday. 13— Thu. Miss Davis, in Jr. English. “What became of Lance- lot ?” Myrtle Sapper -“He liecamc a nun.” 14— Fri. St. Valentines Day. Did you receive a cupid? Team leaves for Parkersburg. • 5—Sat. Our boys play the Parkersburg team. A pleasant ioumev I ut sad news for the ones at home. • —Sun. Mr. Kahn brings the boys safely home again after the party Saturday night. I —Mon. Horrors! Report cards given out today. 8—Tue. Sign of spring—Miss Watson dismisses her 3:10 class early so she can catch the 4 � 0 car for Monongah. to—W ed. John Trach leaves town. Takes French leave or rather. leaves French. 20—Thu. Joseph Conaway announces that Ik passed in English by the hair of his teeth. 21— l-'ri. Washington and Lincoln chapel program. Dr. Broom field gives a talk suitable to the occasion. The Daugh- ters of the American Revolution presented a picture to this year’s American History Classes. 22— Sat. We are out of luck. Washingtons birthday contes on Saturday this year. Demaris Lewis goes to the Presbyterian church to hear the Students Volunteer Band play. 23— Sun. Miss Patti forsakes us for Philadelphia, in fact left us Saturday. 24— Mon. Back to the old work again. 25— Tue. Oh I that music, really though the Glee Club is im- proving. 26— Wed. Miss Leaman Margaret, what is that leather lace.” Margaret Knight. “It's a basket ball lace.” Miss L., I don’t sec how one could draw it together.” 27— Tint. Fannv Ray. reading in 1'rench. “If this is love. 1 hope I never fall in love. Miss Neel. Oh. they say it's awful.” 28— Fri. Pep feature in the auditorium. They want us to bring our voices to the Clarksburg game. MARCH. 1— Sat. An-H-er s’gn of spring—Miss Cockayne develops a freckle. Closest game of the season. Why did Clark burg win? The assistant editor-in-chief wins a bos of candy. ()h joy! 2— Sun. Nothing doin'. 3— Mon. Fern Snider is announcing to all her friends that this is her sixteenth birthday. 4— Tue. Y” campaign starts. Hurrah for the “Reds! Work for the “Blues! 5— M ed. Miss Moore works for the “reds and thinks that they will win. C —Thu. Whoopee! Blues win! Bye, bye. Miss Moore! 7— Fri. Brock becomes an animal tamer. A small visitor age 4 yrs. comes to the 2:05 historv class. Miss Wedding, banding « � me cards to Peg Knight. Give these to the laby to plav with! Peg keeps the cards and liegins to look at them. Miss W.. I meant them for the otb er baby. 8— Sat. The basket hall team gets stoned out of Fairviow. 9— Sun. Sunday: Otherwise the campus is fairly peaceful. 10— Mon.- Ir. Kahn in 9:50 Geometry class, “This may Ik tru but on the other lwnd— Fuzzy Knight—“He had warts.” 11— Tue. Lorainc Altman in Algebra that 1 and 1 make one t so the preachers say) 12— Wed. Hughie bribes History class to vote against Walter in debate. Walter is still wondering why he lost. 13— Thu. School logins to thin out. the team leaves for Buckhannon. Every one is full of pep. 14— Fri. We draw Gendennin. last year’s Champs” for the first game. Need more Ik said ' Nobody left in Fairmont, they all went to Buckhan- non to escort the cheering cup home. 15— Sat. Our team is drawn back in. and wins from Welch .13-19. Buckhannrn put us out in the next game but Fuzzy was right there with the cheers. The coon” and the F. H. S. crowd captured the cheering cup. 16— Sun. The erod'd cojvcs home but they left their voices at the tournament. Bright Student—“Do you know why the 16th of March is the end of May?” Dull One—“I don't know.” B. S.— Because Billy May died that day. 17— Mon. Dr. Fleming oresident of W cslcvan. presents the lov- ing cup, “the most magnificent cun. which is ac- cepted bv our cheer leader. “Fuzzy” Knigh 18— Tue. First Junior play rehearsal, ns nn example. Miss Her vcy—“If 1 were to Ik handed I would commit suicide first. Norman thinks the calendar is punk. He “bawls us out at Staff Meeting. 19— Wed. Everything is funny that happened today, first be- cause M;ss Davis has a fever blister and has to hold her mouth because it hurts her to laugh. 20 Thu. Marv Bennett— What are those cards ?” Mi«s Davis—“Oh. they’re just blank cards on th back. Mrs M-vV nn Armenian, gives an interesting talk in Assembly. 21—Fri. In the library. Ruth Feathe —“Yes I am going t-. college, where are you going? Louise S — I want to go to a cn-e' .” R. F.—“What state is that? 22— Sat. Some of the faculty have changed their professions. they have taken to washing cars. 23— Sun. The F. H. S. students appreciate the talk given by Mrs. Sue Watson Stockly, of the Presbyterian Church, of her experiences in the war zone. 24— Mon. We think it is hot but Miss Davis carries her lamb to school to keep her hands warm. 25— Tue. Mary Turkovich. translating in Virgil (Ferae caprae) the fur bearing goats. 26— W ed. Mary Bennett in history class—“Do you want to hear anv more about Louis Kossuth.' The Teacher—“Well. 1 can't tell about him but I can tell his son Francis. 27— Thu. Mr Kahn, in Geometry—“First omit ex. 356. Jerry Brown— You mean don't take it at all? 28— Fri. Miss Mo e—“Which is the most useful of birds? Virginia King—“The stork. 29— Sat. Inter-class tournament. Junior girls and Senior Ih vs win. Sophomore girls and Junior boys runners-up. Boys’ Games. Seniors—37 Freshmen—3 .Sophomores—5 Seniors— 12 Juniors—8 Juniors—11 Girls' Games. Juniors—13 Freshmen—2 Sophomores—4 Seniors—2 Juniors—10 Sophomores—2 30— Sun. Students collect their bets. Those who were betting for the Junior girls made a neat sum of money. 31— Mon. From F. II. S. Test Papers. Walton Hinkle (In commercial geography)—“A bliz zard is the middle of a hen.” Mr. Kahn is in despair over this one—“Geometry teaches us how to bisect angels. And also this—- (From Percy Prickett —“A circle is a round straight line with a whole in the middle. Some poor imbecile asserted in Biology The chan� ois is valuable for its feathers and the whale for its kerosene. (No wonder manv teachers are found in the State Home for the Mentally Unbalanced). 101 APRIL. 1— Tuc. Everybody � birthday. 2— Wed. So much foolishness happened yesterday that none left for today. 3.—Thu. Miss Hervey engages seats to “Parlor Bedroom and Bath” for Junior cast. Mr. Colebank calls it off. he is afraid they will learn too much. Miss Watson goes to Clarksburg accompanied by— 4— Fri. Junior class party. Mr. and Mrs. Barnes are tlv honored guests. 5— Sat. The Staff gets its picture taken and incidentally put� Mr. Schwaner out o! business. 6— Sun. )utdoor sports, all the little cases go walking. 7— Mon. Something exciting happened. Want to know what: Ask somebody. 8— Tue. The V” entertains the high school girls at a party after school. 9— Wed. Peg Knight during a history test—“Oh what a pie I’m in! 10—Thu. Miss Wedding—“Seldon do you think the queen o[ F.ngland should have been crowned Empress of India?- Red—“No I don’t think so. What did she want ti. go down theie and l e queen over a bunch of coons for? M—Fri. The Coal Run Literary Society gives a very good programme in chapel. Just follow Walter. 12— Sat. Ramona, a moving picture at the (irand Theatre given under the auspices of the Normal School is well at tended bv high school students. 13— Sun. Miss MiK� re has a beau. We arc getting used to this, though. 14— Mon. Cee whiz, Smittie. why are you wearing Norman’s glasses ? 15— Tue. Some are in despair, others in delight for tlx. re| or cards are given out. 16— Wed. m use as captured and thrown out of the window in room 18. 17— Thu. Norman “stole Joe’s thunder and didn’t know he did it. Joe didn't either for that matter. 18— Fri. Mis . Hartley gives a rradin in chaoel. The re:� d n: and Victrola accompaniment mak« mute a Ivt. Snider says (every one was so quiet 1 if any one had coughed, she would have smashed hint. i —Sat. Everyone goes out and picks his corsage bouquet. Where did the boys pick their roses? 20— Sun. Easter day. In spring a young man’s fancy fondly turns to thoughts of love.’ Were you in the park? 21— Mon. Whose birthday? The cast of Close to Nature” busily rehearsing for the 25th. 22— Tue. Milton Harrison mistakes Jerry Brown's back for Miss Wedding’s in the study hall. 23— Wed. All Juniors busy selling tickets for the play. 24— Thu. As a surprise Mr. Colcbank presents in clujicl the Dunbar H. S. quintette, who entertained us with me- lodious singing. It’s s-a-ine! it’s-a-me.” “That's Me all over, Mable.” They were generously applauded. 25— Fri. Afternoon school dismissed at 2:30 P. M. so that we may hear W. J. ((irapcjuicc) Bryan talk. Some stu dents go. Night—Junior play great success. Cast covers them- selves with glory, zink oxide and rose water and paint. Some of our bashful boys appear in the au lienc? with girls. “Oh me. oh my! 26— Sat. (ieneral clean up after the night before. Mary, wash that paint off. (At the Saturday's session. Miss Iranian has nothing to do and makes herself lieautiful with the left overs of the Close to Nature make up box. M ss Oldham wanders in just at the wrong time. Nuff sel! The BnruNCr SCSSOV or SATulDXr SCHOOL 27—Sun. Everyone goes down town in afternoon to sec the Baby Tank. Climb a tree. Oh Baby! jX Mon. Staff Meeting. Vudette explains plan and cut of Odd Number to admiring visitors. Mad. Norman? 103 29—Yuc Why do the girls like to work in the F. H. S. gardens at the 1:00 j eriod? Avery is out there! John Traci has date with dentist ? at 2:05 instead of Mode n History. At least that's what he said. 30 —Wed. Miss Wedding starts something when .she re juires h. students to stand up when reciting. MAY. 1— Thu. Boh Smith comes home. Smittie goes on a strike an 1 the Spanish Fandango in history. Miss W edding cal s out the militia to keep her still. 2— Fri. The annual spring concert is given under the supervs sion of Miss Dudgeon. Visitors arc greatly please I with the program. 3— Sat. Great rejoicing among the V. P. students and faculty: no Saturday sessions. 4— Sun. Miss Davis commits a terrible sin. She buys a Sun day paj cr and actually reads it on Sunday. Hor- rors! ! 5— Mon. Mr. Glen F. Barnes addresses his class at a meetin held this morning. The class will present to the scho 1 a bronze tablet; on which will be engraved the name of all the F. H. S. graduates who have participated in the recent war. Committees arc to l c appointc' to look after the members of the class who are on of school on account of sickness. 7— Wed. Miss Davis leaves for Pittsburgh to see her brotlu and his regiment just returned from France. 8— Thu. Pillited is well attended by the faculty and students. 9— Fri. Y. V. C. A. gives a play in chapel entitled ‘‘The Blind Attachment.” 10— Sat Track Meet called off on account of rain. 11— Sun. It rained May 1 and is still raining. 12— -Mon. Inter class Track Meet takes place. Juniors win with a big lead. Juniors 102; Seniors 54: Sophomores 2 ' Freshmen it. The individual point winners are: Hil 32: Brown. 30: Deal. 24: Wolfe. 15; and Swearingen. 13. 13— Tue. (. ircus day. Nobody is in school cause everyone goes to feed the elephants peanuts. It did not rain! ! ! 14— Wed. The teachers all say— It's all right with me for you to go to the circus hut you must have your lessons the next day.” 15— Thu. 16— Fri. 17— Siit. 18— Sun. 19— Mon. 20— T uc. 21— Wed. 22— Thu. 23— Fri. 24— Sat. 25— Sun. 26— Mon. 27— T uc. 28— Wed. 29— Thu. 30— Fri. 31— Sat. Juniors rushing madly, if not for Maple Leaves then for the class program. The Junior Class gives an enjoyable C hapel program. The State Track Meet i held at Morgantown. Hun nington wins the championship and Fairmont comes in third. Red Dean wins the two � le race and beats his own record of last year. The late fans from Morgantown arrive. The (I. F. B. '20 Iwnncr hangs from the top of the highest tree on tin school campus. The Senior and Sophomore boys get roped in” for |� aintiug tlw school walk. A big 19 and ‘21 banner floats on the breeze—for a few minutes. Pierre Hill pulls it down. A V. W. C. A. meeting for the election of officers is held. Fern Snider, president; Louise Showalter, vice president; Yiolette McCloskey, secretary; Ruth Fliason. treasurer. Tacky day postponed. I)r. Trotter, president of V. V. U. addresses the students of F. H. S. on why they should attend their own state university. Teachers have a sewing party.—That is. the women do. Faculty buds out in new clothes.—the result of yesterday’s party? Eugene Snitley promises to wear long pants” next year. I-ast long group period for thrift stamps meeting. Everybody buys a stamp to celebrate( ?). Even Co. A. of G. F. B. and Co. C. of C. K. 11. get busy! Senior Tacky” day. Mr. and Mrs. (ilenn F. Barnes entertain their class at the Country Club for the afternoon atul evening. We are all so happy that we have the privilege of coming to school on all holidays. Suitable” exercises are held for us. The faculty gets its trunks repaired. ion i—Sun. JUNE. Seniors go to church to pray that they may pass in all their subjects. 2— Mon. Last teacher's meeting is held at three o'clock. 3— Tue. Senior Class Play. Great success! 4— Wed. Miss Ross is so sad because this is the last meeting of her History Class. 5— Thu. Only forty minute periods all this week. 6— Fri. Regular classes are over and the last Chapel program too. 7— Sat. Faculty trunks go to the station. 8— Sun. Class Sermon preached by Dr. V. J. Eddy, of tlic First Baptist Church. )—Mon. Senior class day. to—Tue. Commencement day. Seniors are leaving forever. (Let's put tin calendar through 'till September!) AT Y. W. C. A. BANQUET. 107 The world is old. Vet likes to laugh. Good jokes are hard to find. A whole new editorial staff Can’t tickle every mind; So if you meet some ancient joke Decked out in modern guise. Don’t frown and call the thing a fake:— Just laugh—Don’t he too wise. Florence Kneisel (reading My Creed’’ in Shorthand� To be without pretense or sham, exactly what mean thing I am. Arlo—Shall I close my cash account. Mr. Dance? Frank—No. wait until you have bought your thrift stamps before you close it. Howard Boggess—Can you cash this check for me? Mr. Colebank -No, it is a bogus (Boggess) check. Miss Leamon—Boys, do you know whether Albc—. Knight can s:n ? Frank Jamison—Sure he can. He has a voice just like a shoe horn. Joseph Conoway after an absence returns to Knglish to hear the class scanning and discussing meter. Joseph—I'm not going to bring my text any more. I'm going to bring a dictionary Mary Roush—Every time I go to the movies it says, These musicians are afflicted with the I nion. Eugene Smithly Do you know Corporal punishment? (ieorge Gaskill—No. I know Rear Admiral punishment. Josephine Maple Speaking of avocations. I don't think I could do anything but keep house and be a companion to some one. John Trach (to father) What is a board of education' Father—When I was young it was a pine board. First Freshman (at the theatre, as the lights go out)— What makes the stage so light? Second Freshman—I suppose it's the stars the company has. Joe Conley—Balzac went to Russia and married; then he came back to Paris and died. uo A Freshman. A boy stood on a burning deck. So far as we could learn, Stood there m perfect safety He was too green to burn. Multum in Parvo. She thinks of dropping Latin And all her friends concur; For, knowing her they quite agree One tongue's enough for her. Mr. VanGilder—How many seconds are there in a day? Elizabeth Teter—Sixty. Miss Leamon (in l-atin)—W hat does sub ingum ' mean1 John llelmick It means under the yoke! The Romans placed two spears upright and the conquered army had to pass thru as a sign of submission.” Mary Mason llelmick—And then did the Romans punch them as they went through? Mr. Kahn (in Geometry)—Miss Showalter, draw a figure on the board. She does so. Mr. Kahn—Knight, can you find any triangles on Miss Showalter s figure? Thomas Williams (giving a book report)—The first party John was at. he didn’t get to go to. Violette McCloskey (commenting on French record)—I wonder if that man is a native born Freshman? Miss Davis- What became of Lancelot? Myrtle Sapper—He became a nun. Mr. Colebank—How is Central America divided? William Fortney—By earthquakes. Miss Kaskill (in lunchroom) — Has someone taken voir order? Fern Snider—I'm afraid so. I've been here for an hour and nothing has showed up yet. i I know nothing about a pome. I never could Ret one in my dome. It seems to me I don’t know how. So I think I'd better stop right now. Fern Snider, ’20. Mr. Musgrave—What plants stay green all winter? Kunice Kelly—Well, tir trees and holly trees do. Mr. Musgrave—Anything else? Josephine Maple—The Freshmen do. Miss Cockayne Why were you late? Paul Feather—School began before I got here. Miss Neal—Do you know what ours” is in French? Sara Watts—Xo. Miss Xeal—Xos. that’s right. (ieorge Snider (translating French passage)—For the small infants. Miss Xeal—(ieorge. did you ever sec any other kind oi an infant? William Fortney—When you are dying and you have something to live for you won’t die? Miss Ross (talking in chapel) — Ever since Constantino:� V fell into hands of the Turks in 1493. 1 have been interested in watching with interest the atTairs of Turkey. Miss Davis Have any of you seen Carmen? Josephine Maple—Yes. indeed� I saw it (Carbo- i in Chemistry. Beckct M.—Grocers sell cold storage eggs a year old and ready to hatch. thas. I..—Does it take an egg a year to hatch? James Holdem—It was too big of a task. Miss Hervey—Xot too big of a task. James—Oh no! Too large of a task. Miss (iaskill (in Domestic Science —Bessie, where do. s mutton come from? Bessie Rosenmerkle—I think, a cow. Mary-jJennett—I low would you use “simultaneous coni bustion ?’ John Haymond—'What are you going to be when you get out of school? Pete Hamilton—An old man. Tom Cain—I heard you made Glee Club. Fuzzy Knight—Yes. I made shortstop between first and second base. Fern Snider -Was your car on time this morning? Mary Turkovich—Why no. I believe it was on tin- track. Money talks. In Paris.it's speech is franc (k) In London it’s rather pence (ive) In Berlin it makes some good (re)marks In New York it talks cents. Noel Esketh—Who gave you your black eye? Frank Swearingen—N’o one. I was looking through a knot hole in the fence at a football game and got it sunburn;. Stranger Do you have music at High School? Madge Flemming—No. only an orchestra. James Moore—How are you getting along with that new girl of yours? Fred Beall Fine! When I call now she doesn't light ha!? the gas jets she used to. James Carpenter—What are you doing in those large shoes r Milton Harrison—Growing in them. Edith Hite—What color are your eyes? Edna Harden- See color. Father—So you have failed in your examinations again? What is the reason? Wilbur Hennen—Well, the teachers asked the same nuestion as before. Little Miss Muffct She sat in a buffet. Partaking a Scotch highball, Along came a wooer And he sat next to her, But she didn’t frighten at all. Miss Cockayne—How do you pronounce laugh? Gail Hess—Half way between laff and loff. Virginia Swearingen—It's no wonder Caesar bad to un- dertake so many operations. Miss Hartley—How so? Virginia Were his men not continually attacked by Gaul stones. The only way a girl can keep a secret is to keep it going. Miss Wedding, (in modern history)—Every man has the chance to become rich. Wilbur Ilenncn—Well, but what if his legs are cut off' Scldon Dean—That would not be a man, only part of a man. “Here's where I make a name for myself.” said Fuzzy as he reached for his fountain pen. Gee. you ought to sec Cleopatra in the movies. That so? What does she wear? Huh! What does she wear? What 1 said. You didn't sav anything. Well? Well! “Until this precious evening when I met you at the dance. Mv life has been a desert.” murmured he. “Ah. that must be the reason, (here she gave her shoes a a glance). “Why you waltz so like a camel. whispered she. 112 It’s an ill wind that's too sick to blow. Miss Kinkaid—What is your answer, Carl? Carl Hoffman—1750 sweet (feet). Miss Kinkaid—U hat song was composed in France dur- ing the reign of terror? Ailcen Poling—The Star Spangled Banner. ( Ha. ha s from the class) Virginia Hawkins—Well, isn't that when it was written? Miss Moore—What constitutes our governing body? Lola Musgrave—A bunch of men. Mumford Smith (in Ancient History)—There were 20.000 headlights in (Hoplites) in battle. Miss Davis—I sec two of my pupils are chewing gum. Please dispose of it (one docs) (minute later) Robert! Robert—Can’t get to mine now without an operation. It’s a sin to waste good gum throwing it away. Miss Cockayne—W hat’s the national song of France? Robert Hunsakcr -The Marsiellcs. Miss Cockayne—Of Germany? Robt.—The Fatherland. Miss C.—And of the United States? Robt.—Hail. hail, the gang's all here. John Helmick—Do you know why they aren’t using ele- vators in New York now? Jennings C—No. why? John—They’re using safety raisers. Geo. X (looking out the window sees funeral proces- sion—They're burying Billy Nay. David Harrison (noticing hearse turn around)—Yes, they’re after the second load. Miss Davis—What did Garaint do at the King’s court?’’ Ruth Stuckey—Served as kitchen maid. (Some siss . Mr. Vangilder—What is spontaneous combustion? Inez B.—Going off without permission. Bill F. to Lucille—Lucille, let’s spontaneous combustion to Clarksburg some day. us Now Bill. Miss Davis had told her English class to write a story and to be sure to write of what interested them most. Miss Davis—William, what did you write about? William Fortney—1 wrote a love story. (Oh Hill.) W hy does Lucille Lough always like to study about Car- lyle. and the Douglas debate in History? Discussing Cleopatra in Latin class. Mary M. Helmick—Why I didn't know she was dead. I saw her in the movies about two weeks ago.” Leonard Rommino— Mr. Kahn told us if we precipitated well enough we would get to go to Morgantown. Miss Wedding—John, what is a valley? John Haymond—A man who waits on you. Mary M. Helmick (in Arithmetic)—Miss Kinkaid. do you have any scrap paper? Miss Kinkaid—Yes, I II look at your paper in a minute. Norman Cunningham- -Miss Cockayne, I haven’t my les- son today because I couldn’t get a book. I went into the office four or five times to inquire about this and I think Mr. Colcbank will throw me out if I go in again. Miss Cockayne—Well. Norman, you keep on going. When the train schedule was changed it changed the two to two train to two two. Mr. Colcbank—What is a hyphen? Frank Swearingen—A question mark. Miss W olfe (to Bill F.)—Give me a sentence using th ; word bud. Bill- Bud was down Sunday. Miss W.—Why. what are vou thinking about? Bill—Bud. Mr. Van Gilder What docs homogenous mean? Robert Rosier—Humanized. Mwft eal—-Fred, what is the difference between adieu and au revoir? Fred Hell—1 don't know unless one is masculine and the other feminine. A Junior Essay About a Visit to Washington. We were to tired to sight see father. But unlike most monastery visiters were permitted to go through a kindly Faced monk was our guide. Kneadless to say we got in more quickly than out. Our coatact was even taken as know pictures was allou I to be made of the camp. , When we arrived at the hosts house we called our friends and told them where we were and they said it would he im- possible to see us before five thirty which inent and all day weight for us. Sign in a local theatre—Parties spitting on the floor will be arrested. The natural inference: It’s all right for you to spit all you please individually, but just try getting up any SPITTIN PARTY- John—How many days arc there in a year? George—365 and a Fourth. John—When does the fourth come in? George—Fourth of July. How NOT to sing them: Contributed by the students in chapel, hv all the children in town, and by many adults: MY COUntry’t is of thee Sweet land of I.i-i-i-( Breathe -ber-tee Land of THY pilerim’s pride I .and of THY noble, free Auth-urr of Li-i-i-(Brcathe)-bcrtcc . . . through the per-rul-luss fight . . . were so gal-lunt-ly streaming .......rocket’s red glare. Thubbums bursting in air. . . . i dread si-lunce reposes Inful glory reflc-c-e-( Breathe)-ctcd now shines. . Fver hear the story of the owl? No. It’s a bird. Mr. Yangilder—How long does a lamp burn? Nellie Bennett- A week. Mr. Moore What's good for a bald head? Mr. Kahn—Plenty of hair. Lizzy Ford—I'll tell you something that will tickle you Veda Satteriiel—What? Lizzy A feather. Mary Bennett -What is a dress rehearsal? Violettc McCloskey—Why that's when we have to put our clothes on. Virdie Manning (telling about a visit to Washington- Irving High School� -They have all the modern conven- iences: they have forty-five minute periods. ()sa Sloan had told about a watch night party. Miss Cockayne—Didn’t any amusing incidents happen that evening? Osa Oh. yes, but you can't tell everything that happens at a party. Miss Neal—How dare you swear before me. Norman—How did I know you wanted to swear first? Theorum—Nothing is better than a pretty girl. Proof—A homely girl is better than nothing. Conclusion—Therefore a homely girl is better than a pretty girl. You are the light of my life, she cried rapturously. Rut her father suddenly appeared in the doorway and her light went out. Tell me not in mournful numbers. I'd rather have it in V. P.'s. Virginia He was very imprudent. He put his arm around her twice. Kathervn—My. what an arm he must have. Miss Kinkaid—If anyone wants to see “The World's War.” it's up here on my desk. (Some desk). i Fern Snider—All of our family has birthdays in March. Mary Turkovitch—No wonder you arc so windy. If Smouse made a mistake would Brock Show Walter?— Deep Stuff. Everett Rogers (illustrating the use of a new word in his vocabulary)—The doughnut boy goes over the top at six. Mary Bennett—Don’t put anything in the book about my nose. Norman’s forever harping on it. Brock Showaltcr (to a balking mule)—Come on. here, you good for nothing, lazy, ungrateful beast; you long-legged pug nosed double-jointed fool, you—you—woman. Soph—Did you sec me fall? Frcshic—Yes. Soph—Had you seen me before? F reshie—No. Soph—Then how in the deuce did you know it was I? Martha Byer—I beg your pardon. I didn't mean to step on your foot. Pete Hamilton (cheerfully)—That’s all right. 1 walk on ’em myself. Joe Conley—He was so glad his feet were on the streets of Paris. Miss Cockayne—Joseph, did you get the point of that? Joe—Yes. Mam, he didn’t have any shoes on. Miss Hervey—What docs the word burlesque mean? Alfred—A parody. Miss H.—Yes. a parody, a take-off. Geo. Butcher (his mind on the Hipp)—Yes. they take it off all right. ns WHY I COME TO FAIRMONT HIGH SCHOOL. Fred Bell—To spend my father's money. Mildred Primm—To become popular. Hex Arnett—So I can exercise my body while walking to school. Mar}' K. Howard—To be a sport. Fern Snider—To be able to practice my sarcasm on tne Jun- iors. Joe Xickoiich—So that I can be near Mary. Pauline Boggess—Because my dad says I have to. Paul Jones—So that I can prepare myself for the presidency. James Bartlett—To show my beautiful red hair. Edith Hite—To keep from washing the dishes. Fanny Ray—I want to fill my brains with Latin. Fuzzy Knight—To get some sleep. Ruby Swigcr—So I can have somewhere to wear my new dresses. Wilbur Henncn—It’s hard to tell. Elizabeth Teter—So I can become a chemistry star. Lillian Daily—I don’t know. Virgil Lowe—For the Ix ve of Ruth Snodderly. Otis Reed—Xonc o’ your business. John Trach—To have some place to go. Myrtle Sapper To show off mv height. Every Body—BECAUSE. MODERN POETRY. “Jim Carpenter. THRILLING. One bright sunshiny day as I was walking along the gorge south of Niagara Falls I noticed a young, beautiful, and svlph-likc maiden, who weighed about three hundred pounds, coming tripping gracefully along. The ground shook with her fairy tread. Her teeth were beautiful, both of them. When venturing too near the edge of the hard rock cliff, the rock crumbled underneath her dainty feet (size 10), and she fell into the swirling, swishing water without a splash! It was up to me 1 must save her! Seeing a store three miles distant. I decided upon a plan, Kurhing at top speed I reached the store in nothing Hat. grabbing a cake of soap. flying back I threw the soap to her, IT WASHED HER BACK!!! I was a hero. AIN’T IT THE TRUTH. Never be Jim Carpenter. a Many a clam, be politician a before iitrtle: then •ection, you will thinks have himself a a Clay. little snap only to find, about after you. the Some of election. this that his name stuff that I’m is knocking Mud. off should be The nrinted man who on itches tissue for oa| cr. so the fame, is usually reader kept could scratching. sec through it. All Riches men who have have long hair wings for are me. the not poets. irrecnbacks seem some to of them haven’t have the been printed price of oti a hair-cut. fly paper. When vou There have a hair-raising is tale always room to tell. at the bottom always spring it on of the a early strawberry bald headed box. man. 117 Some men arc like dice— easiiv rattled, but hard to shake. Pity the poor oung man who t arts his hair in the middle— he has to do it to prevent his mind from becoming unbalanced. The State of Matrimony is one of the United States— even if it isn’t on the map. When a jjirl reaches the a?® of twenty-five, she loses all desire for birthday parties. 'Tlie . majority of the rising young men of today run elevators: “Boy, page the safety- a man's head it usually finds itself in a lonsesomc place. Don’t threaten to kiss razor. a When liquor goes to nretty girl— always beg her pardon afterward. THINGS WE WOULD LIKE TO SEE. Frank Picrpont when he was thinking about some one beside himself. Virginia King when she wasn’t trying to get a date. Brock Showaltcr sell his Overland. Meredith Kline when she wasn't trying to say somethin cute. Mr. Van Gilder’s 8:45 Chemistry class learn Chemistry. Hugh Fox stop coming to school with Lucille Lough a:i ’ Bill Fortney. Pierre Hill understand “Idylls of the King. Orville Wolfe get himself a steady girl. Doris Jenkins talk in History (not mumble). Doris Hall answer a question. Miss Wedding encourage her 10:55 History class. Mary Seaton cut class XOW . Lucy Richardson keep her hand down in English class Edith Moran understand Chemistry formulas. Miss Oldham let the girls dance. Fnez Bosserman stop pdggling. Harper Meredith keep still in History. Carlyle Smail stop waiting for (? at ‘ :50 in the hall. William Fortney stop kidding Mr. Van Gilder. Virdic Manning not biting her finger nails. Frank Jamison shining in French. Fdith Hite get to group on time. Walter Smouse do what he says he will. Taking a walk on an empty stomach is said to cure indigestion— but be careful whose stomach you walk on. Clarence Keener decide on a girl. Harry Higginbotham without his lessons. Mary Roush smiling. Tom Springer not talking. What jane Spcdden dropped the night of the Senior party. Fuzzv Knight angry. Clark Brown not wanting a letter from Clarksburg. ODDS AND ENDS. Kind Observers: This department is one of the oldest departments in this book (?) All perplexing questions are answered more or less satisfactorily, (mostly less). Send all perplexing ques- tions to the author, a member of the Junior class, and she will answer them if she is able. Just mail your questions to “Odds and Ends, room 13, Fairmont High School. The following are a few of the perplexing, stupendous questions that we have to deal with. I am sure that your questions will be answered with as much care as the follow ing thirteen were: Dear “Odds and Ends”: Jan. 26. 1919. How may I have a heavy suit of hair, without much trouble? Margaret Knight. Dear Margaret: __ Jan. 31, 1910. The quickest and surest wav is to fill it with ecment “O. and I' Feb. 8. 1919. Dear Department: My hair is rapidly (?) turning gray. What shall I do? M. K. Dear M. K.: Feb. 12. 1919. I don't know whether you are a boy or girl but you showed good judgment in asking the Odds and Ends de- partment. Perhaps the only thing left to resort to is to dye your hair red. He very careful that you do not apply the dye in streaks. O. and E. Odds and Ends : Feb. 10. 1919. What can I do for my big feet? Myrtle. Ecb. 14. 1919. Dear Myrtle: Soak them in concentrated hvdrocloric acid for thirty-two hours everv da for a week. Wring the remnants drv and you will get effective results. “O and E. Dear Odds and Ends:” March 2. 1919. Is it proper to wear stiff collars to school? P. II. D. Dear P. H. D.: March 3. 1919 We are sorry to say we can not give you any informa tion on that topic. Although Mr. Heniamin Dan Kahn, has just completed a book called The Height and Comfort of a Stiff Collar. We recommend this book to von. O and E. Dear “Oddsy: How can I get rid of my fat? March 5, 1919. Friend Reed: Otis Reed. March 7. 1919. Read your scholarly circumlocution written by Hugh Fox, entitled. How I lost my Surplus Fat. 119 “O and E. March 20. 1919. My dear Odds and Ends:1 How may I get a dimple in my chin? Mary Bennett. March 22. 1919. Dear Mary: Our only advice is to use a buzz-saw. O and E.” April 17. 1919. Dear Odds and Ends: What is the best thing to do with floppy cars? Margaret Smith. April 19. 1919. Dear Margaret: We would advise trimming them. O and E. April 21. 1919. Dear Odds and Ends: How may I keep clean with as little exertion as possible? W. D. D. April 23. 1919. Dear W. D. D.: L sc Lux. it requires no rubbing. As bathing i- a nightly act. And it is hard to reach your back. Use Lux''—for it is guaranteed That it will sure perform the deed! O and E. April 25. 1919. Dear Odds and Ends: What is the greatest literary masterpiece of todav? II. V. D. April 27. 1919 Dear B. V. D.: I he Odd number of the Maple Leaves. Read it unle- you want to be classed with the fish. O and E. March 23. 1919. Department: What is the latest device in cutting hair? Mah Ion Henderson. March 25. 1919. Dear Mahlon: The lawn mower is the latest and most effective. Dear Odds and Ends:” Please advise as to the best March 24. 1919. wav of making liquid powder. Doris Hall. Dear Doris: We advise white wash. March 26. 1919. “O and E.” March 28. 1919. Dear Helpers:” I had a date with a girl one evening, to go and sec Seven- teen. I took her a five pound box of candy and two doze.� American beauties. We went to the show in a taxi. Dur- ing the intermission I sent a boy to the restaurant to get us some lunch. After the show we went to a cafe I let her dance two dances with other men. and then I took her home in a taxi. Should 1 have kissed her goodnight? Joseph. March 30 1919. Dear Joseph: No. you did not need to kiss her. You did enough for her in one evening. “O and E.” April 14. 1919. Dear Department: What is the best way of removin'� corns� Harper Meredith. April 16. 1919. Dear Harper: The best wav to remove a corn is to cut off the t «- “O and E.” BUMPS AND KNOCKS. If you want to see gracefulness personified lamp” De- maris Lewis doing the Spanish Fandango. Frank Swearingen ought to write a new geometry text book. We hate to see him waste his original geometric thoughts on mere air. Brock Showaiter is certainly an exponent of economy. He buys week old newspapers at a reduced price—ten for five cents. W'hv not use some of the surplus powder and rouge applied to the cheeks of our feminine readers seven times dailv as new plaster for the ceiling in Miss Neal's room? Our newest Mutt and Jeff- Clark Brown and Pierre Hill, the long and short of it. (And they always appear together)! Many boys saw themselves in “Seventeen ’ (as others see them). THE TERRORS OF A FRESHMAN. If an S and an I and an O and a U, With an X at the end spell Su. And an F. and a V and E spell I. Pray what is a speller to do? Then if also an S ami an I and a G and an HF.D spell side. There's nothing much left for a Freshman to do But go commit siouxevesighed! It ain't the balls nor baskets, nor fund that they can pay But the close co-operation that makes ’em win the day It ain't the individual, nor the players as a whole. But the everlastin team work of every bloomin' soul. Fern Snider. To girls.—To remove a mole. Dig up the earth around the mole's hole, then scoop it out with a spade. Moles are blind, so you will have no trouble in catching the varmint. Violette McCloskev. (at Staff meeting Haven’t we even got the skeleton ready yet ? Margaret Smith (translating Latin)- Dido filled the whole bay with tears. To Freshmen. Yes. when you start in at high school take all the studies you can.—Take everything that isn't nailed. Myra Hoover—I was never in high school before. Miss Oldham Well you’ll be in high school behind if you aren't a little more careful. To N'cttie—You asked us about the first thing to do to start light-house keeping. The first thing. Xettie, is to get the light-house. Yca!Yea!!Dunbar! Mother:—Why Mum ford, you didn’t take your cold bath this morning did you? Mumford Smith:—Xo. mother, there wasn’t any hot water. Otis Reed—When I go down to the station, I go in the ladies' waiting room and wait for the car. Richard Stevens—What sides of the street did the car stop on? Zola Griffy—On both sides. Fred Hell Waiter, I ordered one dozen oysters. Xow in my voung days one dozen comprised precisely twelve. Why. then, varlet. dost always bring but a paltry eleven? Waiter -Sir, none of our patrons care to sit thirteen at a table. Miss Wedding—Well, would you rather this war had been fought in America or France? Rill F.—In Germany. The little unexpected things Bring added joy to life somehow Colebank just got some squeaky shoes And we can hear him coming now. M'ss Standard—Maronee Smith, spell anarchy. Maronee A-n-a-r-c-h-y. Miss Standard Correct and rive the definition. Maronee—Oh! It means a government without people. Miss Davis—Oh. it's raining and I have pumps on! Miss Watson—Well, just pump the water away. Miss Xeal—What effect does anger have on the heart? Valeria Shuttlesworth—Makes it beat. Miss Oldham—Do you love everyone? Glen Badinger—Xo, but I’d like to. Miss O.—But you must remember beauty is only skin deep. Glen—1 should worry. I’m no cannibal. And he struck out after the girls. Paul Feather—Xow this is the kind of movie I like. It’s educational. Gail Hess—Why. it’s all about a vampire. Paul—Just so. I may meet a vampire some of these days and then I’ll know how to protect myself. Miss Moore—Is there any difference between a vision and a sight ' Eugene Watkins—Yes. For instance you sometimes come across a girl who is a “vision, then you might sec one that is a “sight.” We wonder where she was. Helen Atha—I wasn’t there when you told me. Miss Wedding—Thomas, what do you know about the age of Elizabeth ? Thomas Springer—Win- I think she's seventeen. Miss Watson—Instructing her class how to use the Tabulating kev. Mary Turkovich—Where do vou sit on ten. Miss Kinkaid—James Holden, if that is candy you hav inyour mouth, put it away in a hurry. James (eating candy furiouslv)—1 am. as fast as I can. Miss Wolfe Marion have you anything to say in criti cism of James’ recitation? Marion Kramer—Yes. His position wasn’t good. He stood on one foot and held himself up with the other. Mr: V jtgilder -The boys were so entranced this morn- ing that they remained in class all through the dinner-hour. Mr. Colebank—Why didn’t you wake them up? Miss (iaskill—Mary Katherine, what is stock for vege- table soup? M. K. H.—Animals. Miss Wolfe—Thomas Brett, read your theme about High School Spirit. Thomas I could not write about that so I wrote on the subject— If I were Principal of the High School. Miss Wolfe—Read it. Thomas—If I were principal of the High School I would resign. SHEET MUSIC Mary made an Angel cake For her darling Charley’s sake For his dear sake. Charley ate it every crumb Then he heard an Angel’s drum Calling softly, Charley come. And Charley went. M’ss Leamon—Kxplain why the race is not always to the swift? Red Dean—It’s because some times their tires bust. Miss N’eal—Fred, what is a hypocrite? Fred -A boy that comes to school with a smile on h� s face. George Nay (rubbing his eye)—Did you ever have a wild hair? Carl Grottcndick—Xo. but my grandfather has a jack rabbit. She—Well, Robert, is arithmetic easy you for this year? Bob—Yes 'm. She Is it because you have a new teacher? Bob—Xo ma'am, it’s ’cause I ain’t got ’rithmetic. Miss Oldham—Where do you live. Helen Atha—Barracksvillc. Oh no? l-I-I mean Fair- mont. It’s just that I like Barracksvillc and hope to live there some day. Frank Pierpont (soliciting memberships for the V. M. C. A. Miss Reed, won’t you join the V'? We need young blood there. James Thomas (describing Xancv I-ammeter after she had reached maturity)—She was still pretty, although her cheeks were not so rosy as they had been when she was younger. I can’t express the rest of it. but it was some fancy stuff about her soul. In Ancient History—Marjorie Fleming had just given a description of the Tower of Babel. Ruth Johnson—Is that the Leaning Tower? Harry Hovatter—How long can a man live without brains? Norman Cunningham—I don’t know. How old are you? Miss Cockayne—Ruth give an example of strategy? Ruth Eliason—Metternick used strategy in his system. IN LATIN CLASS. Elizabeth Mayers looking at the word “acriter” pro nounces it “a critter” and says. “Does that mean a horse?” Myrtle Hoover—How. Miss Xeel. would you define a mental state? Miss Xeel Well, it’s hard to explain to one who ha never experienced one. n Miss Wedding—Tom. why was there more cotton thin wool manufactured? Tom Cain—Why they raised more cotton goods than woolen goods. Mary had a little hat Of cloth as white as snow; But when ’twas in the cloakroom put Down on the floor ’twould go. Mary brought another hat Whose color is not white. For when she’d worn the first a week It was as black as night. Meredith Kline- Reading her paper entitled How to Train a Colt. Put on the bridle and ride it around till it is tired. When it calms down, it can be more easily ridden. Clarence Keener—(Explaining an automatic rifle It takes three men to operate it, one to carry it. one to carry th • ammunition. Miss Wedding—What is the other for? Clarence—Undertaker. Miss Cockayne Pauline can you tell me what rhyme is? Pauline Scrannage—I can’t express it. Miss C.—You can’t express it just send it by freight. Mr. VanGildcr (In chapel)—I am going to play on the Victrola. the “Bridal Chorus.” I think that this is a very splendid selection of music and one I certainly have enjoyed at different times. Helen Rcerbower reads a jumble of statistics about mar- riage. Miss Hervey—Yes. Helen, but what are you trying to prove ? Helen That more women get married than men. THIRTEEN ODD SAYINGS. “I wonder how in 14 B. C. they knew it was 14 B. C.”— Mamie Mahaffey. The new bridge shall expand the river.'—Paul Feather. The Cierman ships could be used to bring the soldiers back home, after they were remodeled.”—Mary Turkovich. They should not shink the sips.”—Arlc Coughlin. Every day 1 go to the library the very first one and somebody’s there before me.’ —rMarian Krammer. Folks I wish you would try not to come in absent. — Miss Wolfe. When the piano strikes a chord on the pianist you may be seated.' —Mr. Colebank. Napoleon was a greater man than either his father or mother.”—James Carpenter. “Now, if you don't know an object when you see it. go home and bump your head and know that it’s the object of the bump.”—Miss Oldham. “Isn’t Mildred Sandcrback a dear little Frcshie?”—Soph omore. All the girls arc making a circus out of me and I am only an elephant. —Lizzy Ford. Their faces were filled with tea-3. —Mary Turkovich. “No. the past tense of May is not April, Margaret.”— Miss Hervey. Said the big old bear at the Zoo. “Don’t you know that I never get blue. If I get blue, you know. Of walking to and fro, I reverse, and walk fro and to.’’ In a class discussion as to what constitutes a lady. Alfred Neelv asserts that she must be ponular. M;ss Hervev—Then vou think you couldn’t be a ladv. Alfred, if vou live out in the country far from any neighbors. Alfred doesn’t think he could. � Mf. Culebank -Frank, for whom lo you work? Frank- I work for Doolittle and Steel Mr. Musgrave—How do people know when to stop ea. ing? Harper Meredith When there is no more on the table. i « • «.« • r«. t r� «V' 7 i -v Scene—The office. Students sitting around looking blm Miss Davis—What is this, a four o'clock tea? Miss Moore— Have you any sugar for your tea. boys? George Xay—No. only lemons. The good Springtime is here again. As all of you do know. The time of showers and dashing rains Have taken the place of snow. G. X. C. '20. Charles—Did James Thomas get fired? Geo. Nay—Xo. they could not lire him because his mid die name is Asbestos. Charles Smith—The flowers gave the scene a melodiou smell. Joe. Conley had the pleasure of taking Mary Bennett to “Seventeen. After the show was over Joe did not help Mary on with her coat. A young lady behind them said: “Why. Joe. you didn't help Marv on with her coat. Joe answered—Oh. well, I hcl| ed her on in the first place. Miss Wolfe 0° Lucille l.ough—You don’t seem to un- derstand the meaning of susj nse. Lucille—li you could have seen me the night of the Clarksburg-Fairmont game, you would have seen that I un- derstand it. Maronee—Do you know Carlyle Smail? Virginia—Yes. why? Maronee—Did she play on our girl's team last night? THERE ARE STYLES THAT MAKE US HAPPY. Miss Davis—Herbert, why do you begin Job with a capital letter? Frank—Oh. he was just thinking about that man in the Bible. Albert—Frank has a brain storm. Bessie B.—Not much. One has to have brains before he has a brain storm. i Fdmund Troxellc (brutally)—You’ve got a mean look, all right, but I didn’t give it to you. LEARNING SOMETHING! When I was learning to drive a car. 1 was the joke on our avenue. To back right into a bucket of tar. Was the very first thing I proceeded to do. Then I put on all the gas 1 could get. Hut that car refused to budge. 1 said to myself I’ll not let up yet” Hut 1 did with a disgusted “() fudge! I sat there trying to think out a way, I suddenly leaned to the engine quite near And discovered the trouble, as plain as day I had simply forgotten to put it in gear. Doris Jenkins. AN INTERESTING BOOK REPORT. Evcrette Rogers reporting on the “The Houseboat on the Styx. Miss Cockayne—Where did this story take place. Evcrette—In America. I think, on the Mississippi River. (F.verette proceeds to tell the story). Miss C.—Was Napoleon ever in this country? Evcrette Yes. I guess so. That's what got me. Miss C.—Who was this Shakespeare? Evcrette—I don’t know, it didn’t say. Miss C. -Who were some of the women? Evcrette—I don’t know. It was pretty near all names. I couldn't remember 'em aM. Miss C.—Had you ever heard of any of them before? Evcrette—No. only Shakespeare and Bonaparte and Rob- ert Burns. Miss C.—Were they all together in this country? Evcrette—Yes. I guess so.—Where did you think it took place at? John Trach (reporting on the story of Enoch Arden)— A few years later, they had a child. The first one was a baby. He only kissed her on the check It was in simple frolic Hut he was sick in bed a week They called it painters colic. EXTRACTS FROM FRESHMAN PAPERS. 1. Sugar is run through charcoal, which is white. 2. The ilog was sent to the man which was a Boston terrier yesterday. 3. There is the man selling the suits that was insane. 4. For Sale—a piano, by lady in splendid tune. 5. Wanted—A boy to deliver oysters that can ride i bicycle. 6. The man was walking down the street with a long tail coat. 7. The thief carried two guns who stole the money. 8. For Sale—A Ford car by a man with a good body and engine. 9. Wanted—White girl to sew buttons on the second floor. 10. The car ran over the child which was painted blue with a red stripe. 11. The truck was driven by that man which was broken to pieces in the wreck. 12. I saw many dead soldiers riding across the battle fields. 13. A mad dog yesterday bit the editor of the Fairmont Times and several other dogs. Miss Cockayne—Can anyone tell me how iron was fir.M discovered ? Fred Snider—They smelt it. Mr. VanGilder—What do you come to school for. Emmor? You are not studying. Emmor—I don’t. My mother says it is to fit me for the presidency. Mr. Hawkins says to sow my wild oat . Brock Showalter says to find me a wife. Pa says to bankrupt the family. There was a young girl in this school Who chewed gum in suite of the rule. One day she was caught. And to justice was brought: And now does not chew gum in school. Miss Kincadc. (pointing to hypotenuse)—What docs th:s line mean? Doris Hall—Hippotamus. t. Mr. NTusgrave—James what arc the silent watches of the night? James—1 guess they are the ones whose owners forgot to wind them. Lizzy Ford—Mary are my lips on straight? Miss Wedding—Every one has his ideas of Heaven, and I suppose Orville thinks that when he gets to Heaven he will get to sell tickets. Miss Oldham, (explaining that little English is used all the time)—They have taught better English in this high school since I came here. Mr. VanGilder—Harry you skipped class yesterday. What was the reason? Harry—No 1 didn’t. I had to go to the doctor, and he wasn’t there. It was too late to come to school so I went to the pictures. Miss Davis—Fred, your English is poor. Are you first in anything at school? Fred—I am first out when the gong rings. Mr. Colebank—Well Mr. VanGilder. I guess the board has at last bought us a new barometer, but I don't Understand which way you turn this screw, if you want clear weather tomorrow. Miss Cockayne—Harry, what is the distinction betwee i verse and poetry? Harry Scott—Well, if you can understand it. it's verse, and if you can’t it’s poetry. George Mayers, (in geometry)—Fuzzy and I got a hun- dred. he got fifty and I got fifty. Margret Knight—What did you make in cooking to- day? Percv Did the Sophs make any impression on that Freshie? Walter—Lands, yes. you should have seen the dcnt3. W hen you’re courtin' in your classes. And actin’ up like sin, A foolin’ and a jabbering. And raisin' such a din; You'd better watch your manners. And cast your eyes about; You'll promptly find yourself called down. If you don’t watch out. Geraldine Brown—I made E. Margret—Oh shoot! 1 wanted something to eat. Ruth Stucky—Mrs. Modi is a woman isn't she. Mary Turkovich—Oh. I thought that she was a man. Mr. Vangildcr—This is olive oil that is got from olives and this, Hoor oil that is got from the floor. Fanny Ray—What arc you taking for your cold? Irene Tetric—Make me an offer. Hush little Freshie. don't you cry. You’ll be a Senior by and by. Recket Martin—How do you catch crabs? John Helmick—Sit on the bank and make a noise like fat meat. Miss Gaskill, giving directions for croquettes—Put your crumbs on vour work plate and roll in them. Miss Davis—What docs A. D. mean? Frank Pierpoint—After dark. Norman Cunningham, (translating French)—Then I sang while the pastor pronounced the benediction. Miss Wolfe—Can’t you give me a sentence in which “but is a conjunction? Martha Kinsey—Sec the goat but the boy. “Butt is a comunction. and connects the boy with the goat. Sam Rock—Mr. Kahn, is that next year geometry going to be hard? Mr. Kahn—Yes. pretty solid. ISA Mary bumps into Oval Tattcrson in the hall. Iler apology Oh, excuse me Oval. I didn't see you. Cuff—Collar looks tired this morning. Tic—Yes. he stood up all night. Miss Ross How many problems have you? Margaret Knight—Eighteen. Miss R.— How many? M. K.—1 said fourteen. M iss R.—Louder. M. K—Six. Mr. Kahn Who threw that crayon? Eugene Smithly—I did. Mr. Kahn Report tomorrow at four for ball practice. Miss Leamon—If any one wants to see The World's War it’s up here on my desk. Lorraine Altman (to grocer)—I want a quarters worth of sugar. The grocer hands it to her. Lorraine—How much is it? A word to the wise is sufficient. A word on the cuff is '-orth two in the book. Harry Hovattcr—My uncle was killed in a feud. Wilbur Hennen—I never would ride in one of thos cheat) cars. Otis—I can tell you how much water runs over Xiagata Kalis to a quart. David—Well, how much? Otis—Two pints. Harper Meridcth— Did you see the motor skid? Sara Watts How dare you call me that! Miss Wedding. (after reading an article after Roosevelt’s death about all the great dcc s he had done) Now K� - � do you know any more about Roosevelt than you did before I read this? Eva Springer—Yes. I know he’s dead. Harry—May I call this evening; Marie—Yes. but remember dad turns out the lights at 10:30. Harry—Fine. I'll be on the job at 10:30 sharp. Residences. Freshman Essay—Fairmont has many beautiful residents, among them Mr. Watson on eight st. Ashes to ashes: Dust to dust. Examinations arc gone— So in God let us trust. Mr. Yangildcr—How can you prevent cider from be coming vinegar? Doris Hall—Why you could drink it. Mr. Schwancr—Say do you want a big picture or a small one? Edmond Troxell—A small one sir. Mr. Schwancr—Well then you will have to close your mouth. Oliver Miller—Who took part in that race across the bridge last night? Albert Knight—Me ami two other niggers Miss Cockayne—An epithet is a title or appelation Fern Snider—I thought it was what they put on graves Bessie Rosenmerkle- -What is a pentameter in poetry? Mary Turkovitcb—It has five feet. Bessie—Gee! That’s a funnv animal. Katheryn Schaffer—I wonder who the first woman was to get her gown from Paris? Virginia Wilson—Helen of Troy, no doubt. Glen Crush—Does a woman always have the last word. Everett Rice—Xo. somet� n� « she is talking to a woma Which is easier? Popping the question or questioning pop? Josephine Maple—Here is a Billie Burke Sundae. I won- der whatthat is. Frank Swearingin—Twenty-five cents, if you know what that is. Miss Oldham—You say you heard Mr. Kahn and his wife quarreling? What part did he seem to be taking? Excited Freshman—He seemed to be doing the listen- ing. She kissed him once. She kissed him twice. She sat upon his knee; Don't lose your head. Don't be misled. She's nothing but a flea. Norman Cunningham—What would you do if you were a man ? Violette McCloskey—W hat would you do? ALsence makes the grades grow smaller. Harper Merdith—Be mine, be mine, preserve me. Martha Fleming—I was just thinking about canning von. The best thing out is an aching tooth. Mr. Colebank—Do you think much of high school stu- dents as harvest hands? Farmer—No siree! Why. they come out here and cuss at the mules in Latin and French, and then the mules aren’t able to understand plain English for six months. Miss Neel—You are too literal. You don’t read between the lines. Louise Showalter—I can’t—it’s half erased. The popular high school girl is like a sponge in ice water. Take them both out of their surroundings and thev both shrink. Louise Showalter—I know who mv new sister-in-law is. Margaret Smith—Who was your old one? Miss Cockayne—Mildred will affirm the question: Re- solved that the iligh School girls should wear uniform dress Mildred—Hoys too? Miss Wedding—Mary, why did Reter the Great intro- duce dancing in Rusia? Mary—To bring the people closer together. Miss Ross- Work these problems by inspection. Tony Dc Carlo—How are you going to work them by inspiration? Hrock Showalter—Aw, gwan and talk to yerself. Walter Smousc—If I did I'd be talking to a sensible man and hearing a sensible man talk. Mr. Moore—Can any one tell me a commandment that has only four words in it? Brooks liinns—Keep off the grass! Miss Moore—I sec the Allies gained 1200 meters yester- day. Miss Hervey—Must have attacked a gas work. Miss Kinkaid—Now, suppose you wanted to build a $1.000 house and only had $700. What would you do? Ocie Bennett—Marry a chap with $300. Thomas Springer—Where is Solomon's Temple? Frank Swearingin—Why. on the side of his head, of course Katherine Shaffer—When I sing, tears come into my eyes. What can I do for this? Bernard Fleming—Stuff cotton in your ears. Miss Wedding—Lucille, you can either put that book away or go to the office. It is immaterial to me what you do. Lucille Lowe, (putting her book away )—Well it isn t immaterial to me. Fern Snider—Have you heard any jokes around the hall this veek? Marian Krammer—No. but I’ve see a lot of them. 128 Georgia Pitts—Say, Norman, if you want to stand by me, you'll have to have better control of your feet. Miss Neel—We are here to help others. Gertrude Rollins—What are others here for? Mr. Vangilder—Give symbols of oxalic acid. Pauline Scrannage—H20 sourgrass. The Maiden’s Prayer. Now I lay me down to sleep I wish I had a man to keep. If there is one beneath my bed I hope he hears each word I’ve said. Miss Wolfe, (tale of two cities)—Is there any significance attached to the bird which sings on the window sill of the dead Marquis? Ruth Feather—I don’t know, unless it means there’s a glorious day coming. Caesar, you are killing me, I simply can’t survive. In class I’m really all at sea, I can’t remain alive. And so at this semester’s end. No more time with you I’ll spend. I'm with thee now ’twill be the last. So, fare thee well. Old I-atin Class. Martha Kinsey—Ruth, they are going to destroy all the copies they can call in of the song, Keep the Home Fires Burning.” Ruth Freedman—Why? Martha—To conserve fuel. Miss Lcamon—The Maple Leaves editors want jokes. Harry Scott—'“Have they seen me? Miss Lcamon--Punctuate the bill blew down the street ' John Helmick—Make a dash after the bill. 1� Mr. Moore What does deliberately mean? Margaret Frishkon—Just went and did it. Mulford Smith in Histor wJcrkscs crossed the Aegea.t sea. Miss Cockayne—Jerkses? Mulford—Yes. Miss Cockayne—No. Zerxcs. Persist in saying Jerkses and it will Jerk E’s away from your grade. Miss Leamon—Give the ablative of donum.” Wilbur Hennen—Er-er-dono. (Don’t know.) Miss Leamon—Correct. Walter Smouse (describing Braddock's fight with the Indians)—Four horses were shot from under him. The fourth went through his cloak. Warren Curry—How did it happen that you got 98 last month and only 60 this one? Eugene Watkins—The boy who sat next to me has been sick this month. Miss Hcrvey (in Freshman English)—Darrel, tell what the aunt did with the man she found behind the picture? Darrel Eddy—Shf tuk him out and tuk off his clothes and scrubbed him. Miss Cockayne—What is foot in poetry? Harper Merideth—Twelve inches. Miss Cockayne (in Ancient History) —Describe the resi- dence section of Athens. Maronee Smith—The streets were very narrow and the people threw the refuge out of the windows. Mr. itusgrove (in General Science)—How do potatoes reproduce ? Georgia Blochcr—By seeds. Seme of Our F. H. S. Brilliance. Pierre Hill -Do you sec that smell? Orvil Wolfe—No. 1 hear it. John Trach got “W on his report card and thought it meant wonderful. Oval Tattcrson (to small lad)—Can you tell me whether 1 can get through this gate to the pike, please? Little Boy Yes’m 1 think so. A load of hay went through there live minutes ago. At basketball as team enters Here they come. Ore enthused maid—Oh aren't they darlings? I just know that that one boy with the ball under his arm is a good dancer. Edith Brown—Miss Wedding has been teaching here for a long time, hasn’t she? Brilliant Junior- I should say so. Why. when she began teaching, she lectured on Current Events, and now her sub- jects are ancient history. I’m a Freshman—if I pass. Cause a man. he told me so; An' he says. “You’re greener’n grass! .Wonder why! Do you know ? Myrtle Hoover—How. Miss Neel, would you define a mental state? Miss Neel Well, it’s hard to explain to one who has never experienced one. John Havmond— I thought you took French last year. Frank Jamison—I did. but the teacher encored me. Miss Wedding- John, were vou here a’l last week? John Havmond—I haven't lost but one half day since I started in again. Miss Wedding—And when did you start? Mr. Moore—You can always tell a person’s character by the way he dresses. If a person is neat, he dresses neatly, and if he is slovenly, his slovenly nature will be revealed by his attire. And the dress of modern fvoman how much it docs reveal. Mr. Schwaner (to Mr. Dance having his picture taken)— Now. Mr. Dance look pleasant. Later Very well. sir. it’s all over, you may resume your natural expression. Alas. Poor Venice! The Venice De Milo is perfect I’m told In pose and a figure that charms. But if she has a heart, ‘tis marble and cold And how could she hug without arms. Miss Wedding- What happened to Robespierre when the storm came up? Mary Bennett—The men all went home and left him without any supporters. Pete—I am half inclined to kiss you. Sara—How stupid of me. I thought you were merely round shouldered. Virginia Swearingin (describing a Kodak picture in Eng- lish) There is an insane asylum in the back ground. Miss Cockayne—Excuse me, Virginia, but that is my home. Familiar Automobile Slang. Go slow advice to fast girls. Over size what Jane is. “Retire” what more students should do. Control the state in which Miss Cock'ayne keeps her c’asses. “Cut-out” what the teachers try to do with hall loafing. Exhaust the state in which Ruby conies to school. Blow-out what the Seniors have every once in a while. “Brake’’ what test tubes do. Stony road the chemistry course. Fifty ner what Carol gets in French. Take it on high the way the students run upstairs. Built for comfort not for speed Pete Hamilton big feet. Some one said a fight took place in the Domestic Science room when a stale loaf of bread got fresh. Lucilc Lowe (in chemistry)—Mr. Vangilder look here. This acid has been chewing my apron. Katherince Coogle—Do you know why this class is like a Ford? Profound silence. Katherine—Why, because the crank is in front, and all the nuts arc in their respective places. Before Xams. Our brows are wet with honest sweat. • Striving for credits we don’t deserve to get. Paul Jones (acting as chairman of debate and calling re - port of the judges i, affirmative one. negative one, affirmative one. affirmative won. Miss Ross (in algebra)—Now take five peaches and the the apple and put them together. What will that make? Paul Aiken—Fruit Salad. hat is so rare as a day in June? A college band that plays a tune. A lover's stroll without a spoon. Or a boarding house without a prune. Miss Hcrvcy—Do you boys correct each others gr.; matical errors? Christine Scott- Me and Madge does. irgil Lowe— hat do you study on Sunday nights? Pauline Scranagc—Oh. study Human Nature. Virginia -Why does Miss Dudgeon close her eyes when she sings? Margaret—She hates to see dumb brutes suffer. Nellie Wise—A person will weigh more at the north pole than at the south pole. Mary Roush—Is that the reason why Fsquimos were so heavy set? 131 COGNOMEN Akins Eliaabeth Arnett. Rex Ash. Avery Brock. Dorothy liames. Kraft BantieM. Ruth Brown. Clark Beall. Pr«d Bennett. Mary Boggcs . Pautme Brown. Edith Bennett. Nellie Bosserman. Inc Hia.He.. Hattie Brown. Geraldine Lotto way. Joseph Cob ley. Joseph Cunningham. N Crttnn Alice La Mar a. Mane Coogle. Margaret Carey. Irene Coogle. Florence Carey. Pauline Coughlin. Arle Coogle. M.Wred h-lfl C-l.t.n Davis, Win hii ton. Ruth Eddy. Svlvta JSSSSSSP itaruen, Mean Rotter. Robert Gi tilth. Kay C.lrnn. Hugh Smith ley. F.ugene Feather. Paul CatkilU George Showaltcr, l.otiite Stuckey. I letter Scjaircv. l alc Sapper. Myrtle Ice. Kthlvn Mtchral. Vetnba Trach. John Manning, Vcrdie Githeson. I.c h Scranage, Pauline Frichtel. Alice Gaskil. Margaret ALIAS “Lit “neaejr “Ash ’ “Doe “Jones banuey “Brow rue Crook “Barbara “Robin Kdee “Snook,“ “Tony “Cu ley “Carrota Pett” “L v � � o ” I tck “Me-Otr” “Marg. “Dcckcy” •Flo Paul Arle “Mi.ly Ret Willy “Kufua • Silly Nervy Skinny Bob Fatty “Sleep? Thi� “ Tock “Cntic “Curio tity“ Punck Sorrel Top Myrt Petrova Mike Tra«h“ Booba Theda Rufus Marg MeClotkey. Violettc Peanut� Kelly. Eunice Mahaffev. Mar Prim. Mildred Fleming. Martha Ma-de. lose-.Vine Pitt� . Georgia “Eanny Mamie “Prim Bloody Joe “Shrimp ECCENTRIC I TIES DISPOSITION Her smile Friendly Note Decern Olive skin fickle Being an ea.lv bird V. nastuming Snittlet Serene Voice Mild Gilt of gab A. 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IH lx darned' “Honey bunch” Co h Amighiy” Aw shut up” “No� look her . paopW Sweeter” Dirty put� � ” “Darn't” C« whi«” •■« 1� tugar” For Pat' � ak« “Crimtnjr CatMi “C.arak “lies a crook” “Ileave� � Katy” “You know -Ot«� “Oh mrrev” “Oh don't” “You criminal” “For the love ol Adam Well (or th—” •“Oh. Mamma” “Huh “Dear. ! e� r “Child” ,„ “Well, well “Hokum” , Oh. «he make� me � ick “The very idea” “Ve� , dear” Poor f� � h” Oh. tee hee “Merev me” “You're dawgone right. “Huh uk” “Mr word” Basket-ball Killing with Paul Collecting lla'dk'i� Augutta Geometry To go to church Athletics Clothes Making break Writing love note� Working Ml� worth Praising Indiana Cigarette Disgusting Fern Oration� Taking Hike� Hip� � Gossip Ma.well Music Barrackville Ihcklem Dote� Girl Cooking To be Cute” 'Ole country ISckmg doner Paper mads Sleep bhorthand Manual labor Koughneck Arguing Acting up Dictating Groceries Showing hi� teeth Chewing gum Making conquest Music Carrying on Trying to get a date Singing Male� ! I ook� ng neat To travel with the best Acting foolish Having fun Primping Ze gentlemen Clothe� Telling mke« Crocheting “Ecad. Mother “Hole tmoke. F.ttv” “Well. C.mciom Goodne � You tell 'em” Gee whir” “ Mievr me Kid” “Oh. shoot” ASPIRATION To be a cook 3 plus 2 equal $ Mcrideth Dracone� � 'io get off the farm Teacher Pugilist loafer 'to stay in Fairmont “llobby Authoress I c a “Spigget” Prima l onna Writer An Indiana teaene. Jaar band Engineer Kinsman to Kintey To wed Toe dancer To get � ome new To be a mulednvet'� wife To keep up Dame Fashion Dean of girl'� school Deacone Mi. Mitehee We'll never know To get thru school To become a heartbreaker Astronomer To be a hero Gardener Naught Graceful ne� � Preacher Football «tar Team«ter Inexplicable A B Degree “Red” To grow handsome Graeefulnes Movie vamp Musician We wonder To be beard “Midnight frolic ” To reach a Hillv” height To be A la mode” Chemist To meet Not to be bothered Mrs. Ca tle'« rival Old maid Companion to some one Date� FATE Ox ft e.. Mathematician M annikin Happy day Waitress Chorus girl Janitor Shop lifter The stage Scrub woman Poet M «incur i l Stenographer Novelist Settle in W. V . .Vice man Anytum Presidency Elocutionist Farmerette ( Inb reporter Henpecked wife Concert |-aimt Divorcee Hula Hula dancer llaclxloirttc Preacher Grass widow Mr .� Aviator Pugilist Street cleaner Down and out Tragedian Venfiloqni� ! ’SO pound wife Congressman Doomed Ns Elephant keeper Cabaret singer Dish washer Policewoman School marm Sporty spinster Starring with Fatty ArbucPlc Hair DrctMT Soloist Vamp” Chib woman t|ou«c wife Seamstress 183 COGN'OMKN ALIAS ECCENTRICITIES Rusctimcrkle, Bessie Koscnmerklc. Daitey Turkotich, Mary “Bessie Cut ” Laugh Littleness I urk Voice Wilson. Caroline Katie Chubbiness Kuhn, Sara “IW Eyes Kollm� , t.eituffc “Geny Completion Fleming. Bernard Mall, Robert ••Short Bob Figure Minute MucKcy. Ruth ” Bridget” Thinking hard Rom mo. Leonard Rorono” Stockinets Roget� . Everett Wilton, Virginia Rigtc Jinnie General appearance Shimmie Our . Ruth “Ruthie” Studious hr-edman. Ruth Hite. Edith Kulfus” “Golden Locks “Peg Her laugh Rings Talking love Knight. Margaret Linn. Ruby •TW Her hairpins Mace heal, Geneva “Nead Handkerchief M.noi, Bertha ••Bertie” -•50 lb . Moore. Ruby ••Rubwt” Her clothes Shurtlcff, Louise “l ouise Freckle Smith, Margaret Trtrick. Irene Smitt ” ••Rente'’ Her walk Hair Nets Watkins, Ruth Roth” Keeping quiet 11 ill, Pierre Pete Ills feet Jones, Paul Ridgeway, Mildred loots ey Keeping quiet “Mttly” Tact Gailihrr, Meta Teda' 11 igginlrotham. l. K-y “Luke Hoover, Myrtle llofnrr, Irene McCray, France Menear. Augutlt Moeely, Alma Prickctt, Edna Set on. Mary Shackleford straight. Aaaia Ttoaell. Edmund Me Evan. Lillian Knight. Albert Swearingen, Virginia Stevens. Richard Fisher, llerheet lose . Meryle Clover. Hdear Horatter, Harry Merideth, Harder McCrar. Paul Stonekine. Opal Sloan, Ota Snirler. Fern Mutt “Keney” Fre--- Gusty” ”AL” “Ed” Mary Pansy” ••Ami ' Tro ••Ldy ••Criminal’ “Gina it” Steve Herh” •Meg Glover” lloney” Pete” •■Pauline” •Otey” “Furnace Watte Sara “Smih Wamsley. Lena Isrny Sliuttleworth, V’alen Weiner” I,cem «t r . Marjory “Madge Voat. Roy “Roddy” DISPOSITION Light Bright Forceful Carefree Rather fooh«h Could lie worse Rusty Meady Soothing Vigor out Tame Rap� ] Shy Frivolous Cheerful Irresistible Sturdy Nice Stubborn Blunt Good natured Energetic Dramatic Bashful Loveable . fnattuming Pensive Beautiful coiffeur Charming Pumps Fickle Giggle Sympathetic Bangs Loquacious Haughty glance Problematical Ear muffs Gentle Egyptian Phystagonooty Variable Bead� Industrious Loving hoys Kittenish Tin � Hair Condescending Hair ribbon Unsophisticated “Chin” . Bright Vnvariednrss of tone Kind Mild Amicable How do you get ■'Dignity’ Blue e e Sarcastic Grin that way Critical Alto voice Simple Clothes Vgle Completion Darling Manner Contrary Sweet grin Speedy Powder Sweet Her Theda Bsraish Sunny Eyes Her pig tail Obliging Her vacant stare Pa.vahle Her walk Snobbish Glasses Darling Himself Ingenious HOBBY liSI Swimming “Good Lands Dancing “Oh. quit ll� lcl l tll lly Jwe Playinga pUfn-itWKaraM K� iy Hate� with l'ct “oh. gee Paint anrl powder “Hector'� Puns Auto tiding at night That � me all over. Playing football “Good night” Solving problems No, dear Basket-ball “Suffering cat� ” Breaking heart� Shock amighty Vamping “Hector'� pup� ' Book� The Nelson Having a good time Starring in basket- ball Swimming Ford riding Boy� Studying Tennis Making posture� Just riding 'round Making rhyme� Athletic Photography Primping Pretty clothe’� tuicy fruit louctl comedies Algebra Dream� Cooking Headache� Shorthand Barraekvilte Skipping clas� l.etters from France Soda stinger Taking hike� Studying Raving Skipping school “Oh. da� _ Ain't it the truth' Isn't it the limit “Rave on. lair one� Good night” Shock a mighty Dear me” Oh golly ” Mercy” My word” Oh. shock� ” You don't say’” “Lira lane “Oh piffle” -Oh slush “Very cattish Dang it My star.” Heavens How peck alar “Dear me” Oh. Dick” “Oh shoot “For evermore “Darn it Mr dear “Shuck� amighty” “Whoop.” “You son of a gun My dear “The devil “Aw quit'' ASPIRATION Librarian Millionaire'� wife Typist Pianist To become a Hamilton Ballet dancer Mable’ To be well thought of Chemitt To obtain good grade Prize fighter To be loved Tragedienne To know It all To have a date To keep her hair curled To look neat Jo he a surveyor'� wife tarried woman To be a mathematician To he beard To he there To be a professor Car� For.!. Travailler To auto with lovely “Good night liimii Riislone Martha la a Chevrolet “Say. kid “Gee whir “Hey. you “Hot nggety FATE Mi� � Reed’� assistant Shop girl Chete Organ grindere� � Old maid Nurse Human outcast Strong man Landlady Violinist Hermit Mack Sennrtt Comedies Governess Landlady Hippodrome girl Club woman Reporter Conductore� � Old maid Leader of a jazz band Congresswoman Weston Traveler To have all the baked bcassLady kiBer To he a business man Football coach Manicurist Reporter A suitor Movie star M. D. Degree Bookkeeper? Kindergardcn teacher A real wife Stenographer I'nknown To move to Fairmont Nurse Basket ball coach Masseuse Business man A high a the hill Member of congress A doctor Ford seller A farmer A lady’� man Traveling saleswoman 1 society Beall Laundress Cashier Somebody � cook Hawaiiao dancer Lectuier School inarm Librarian MeCrov'a Barraekvilte A tall husband Wolfe'� brother-in la Cigaret fiend Crat� “ «hooter A tall husband Missionary A hum Salvation Army Bolshov ic “Bowery To make 1 plus 1 equal 1 Hen-pecked husband Detective “Dawctah Paling wtih Pcarlic Divilishnes. Kidding Reading novel Being it Being smart Looking business-like “We mustn't «ay “Well for the land � sake To become a dressmaker “Sweet «pint of Garlic” Another brother “Oh my dear” “Oh. woe I� me” “C ur� e “Well, for goodness sake ArtUt Cabaret dancer Aetre� � To tie what she is not Will we ever know5 Paithful mate We «hall never know Mi� � Oldham's sac “Maiden lady” Missionary Cnhappy wife Mad rarrier 133 APPRECIATION. The Editors of this Annual, the Maple Leaves wish to thank all those who have assisted in maki ; the publica- tion of this book possible. To Miss Beulah Davis, the faculty advisor, we tender our sincere thanks for the time she has spent in aiding us. To Miss Jessie L. Paul, who has helped the art editors very materially in their work, we shall always remain grateful Not only to these but also to those who have assisted in any way in the publication of this book, the editors wish to express their sincere thanks. G. NORMAN CUNNINGHAM I here desire to offer my thanks to all that have con- tributed towards the success of this publication. The mem bers of this Junior class helped all they could I wish to thank Mr. Vangildcr for his assistance, Mr. Schawancr. our photographer, has helped us in many ways besides in photo- graphing. The Northern Engraving Company has pleased us in every respect. The Business Men’s Association have great ly contributed their support to this book. JOSEPH CONLEY. Business Manager. WE’VE PACKED UP OUR TROUBLES IN OUR OLD KIT Engravings in This Bock By Che Northern Engraving Co. tCMOOl ANNUAL ENORAVtRS CANTON, OHIO.