Fairport High School - Hourglass Yearbook (Fairport, NY)

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',f' -,df gg -aR01 -7'.'- 2 5,,,,,,,z-1-f-iri Harm, QBur Salma :Mater DEDICATION We are nearing the end of our voyage And are reaching the Port of Success, With gifts, Alma Mater has showered us High ideals, fixed resolves we possess. We've aimed to reflect the spirit Our Alumni exemplified, So We ask You, whom we are leaving To follow the trail as your guide. Our year book, we dedicate to You And to the Alumni, of whom we may boast, May you augment the ho11or that's due her Our Alma Mater, whom we love most. -M. Hickey 0 THE HOUR GLASS ! f0 H0 U li G LA SS STA FF Front Row Qleft to riglltj-ABarha1'a Brown, Helen VanNormnu, Loretta Sullivan, Laurene Fuller, Allee Brandt, Shirley Bower, Kathleen Goetten, Marjorie Hickey, Miss Smith 1AdvlserJ. Second Row-Raymond Nloulten. Nina Bramer, Mildred Ewing, Auly Baker, Helen Fritts, Charlotte Doelnerelner, Ida Mjldan, Betty Foote, Esther Murphy, Evelyn Schumacher. 'l'hird Row-VVllli:uu Surrey, .lohu lfuss, VV2lylaud Hare, Helen Coon, Nlaryetie Tallman, David Green. Edward Surrey, John Parks, Geofge Salmon. Fourth Row-Ralph I-lurrus, VVilllam Holton, David Hoalugson. Joseph 'l'l'au. Neil Burbank, Furl llurlinugame, Donald Ustrander. 'L Page Four THE HQUR GLASS VOL. V. JUNE, 1930 NO. 5 Published Yearly by the Students of Fairport High School THE HOUR GLASS STAFF Editor-in-Chief ................................. . . .John Parks Assistant Editor . ..... Helen Coon Business Manager . . . . . . .... Carl Burlingame Assistant Business Manager .. ..... David Greene Circulation Manager ..... ....,.................... R ay Moulton Assistant Circulation Managers . .Edward Surrey, VVayland Hare, John Buss Advertising Manager . . . . . ................ Mildred Ewing Assistant Advertising Managers ........ Maryett Tallman, William Surrey, Charlotte Doebereiner, Evelyn Schumacher Social Editors . .... Helen Van Norman, Shirley Bower Literary Editors . . ..... ......... K athleen Goetten, Alice Brandt Art Editors . . . .... Barlmara Brown, Ida Mildahn, Anna Marion Wier Alumni Editors . . . .................... Helen Fritts, Joseph Trau Athletic Editors . .... Nina Bramer, Ralph Burrus, George Salmon Humor Editors .... .... E lizabeth Foote, Esther Murphy, David Hodgson, Neil Burbank Typist .... ................ A my Baker Faculty Adviser . . . . . .Miss Smith PaEe Five 0 THE HOUR GLASS O X R U' s FACULTY Back Row qleft to rightl--R. Farnsworth, M. Clark, H. Jessup, N. I-Iumly, E. Lloyd, A. I-lryun, A. Young, 0. Rlclmrrlsou, H. Richardson, E. Turner, H. Steele. Front Row-A. Anderson, C. Smith, B. Nolan, M. L. Deland fplihcllllllj, G. Ryon, E. Leudley, 'I'. G. Coffee 1SuperlntemlentJ. .,.,a,:.Lg NM' 'tvk: 'l .crkijtxar-'YK r' .1 4 ff.. Wu - Yscikxox if QV' W .-gif' - ' Og '64 if Page Six 0 T H E H O U R G L A S S 0 FACULTY OF FAIRPORT HIGH SCHOOL Superintendent . . . ..... Thomas G. Coffee Principal . . .... Minerva L. DeLand Latin ............ Bernardine E. Nolan History .. .... ......... A delaide Bryan, Helen C. Jessup English . . . . . .Catherine M. Smith, Marian A. Clark, Helen M. Steele Science .... Nina B. Handy Mathematics . . .Alice M. Young French . . . ..... E. Louise Leadley Music .... ............... A lice Anderson Mack Commercial ..... Gertrude C. Ryon, Robert Farnsworth Athletics . . . .... Olive J. Richardson, Howard G. Richardson Drawing .... Esda Turner Homernaking Euretta Lloyd IIA f Q 55, fix 0 ?f ' J-I ' 19 -' Page Seven 9, Page Eight THE 1-noun GILASS FAREWELL TO FAIRPORT HIGH SCHOOL Farewell to you, oh Fairport High School, Through four years our faithful guideg With one accord we pay you homage, Object of all our youthful pride. Farewell to you, our teachers learned, Your knowledge and help so freely ours, May the fruits of your labor reward you greatly, All honor to you and to our powers. Farewell to you, old textbooks tattered, Long have we pondered your pages worng Now we have cast aside your problems, Our own to solve,-no time to mourn. Farewell to you, long days of study, Though we complained we enjoyed it toog Now we look back longiingly, Reluctant to admit we're through. Farewell to you, dcar Alma Mater, VVe leave you now for wordly strifeg Our thoughts to you will ever wander, A harbor on the sea of life. --Elizabeth Foote. THE HOUR GL AMYBAKER Work-and more work. Student's Association, Stunt Night Com- rnitteeg Glee Club C2, 355 School Chatter Staff C3, Mg Operetta, usher, Hour Glass Staff. Undecided WILLIAM BOLTON- Bill i Forever present at times of fun. Student's Association CVice-Pres.j g Sha- broten Society C2, 3, 4-Q, Vice-Pres.g Treasurer, Junior Class, Orchestra Cl, 2, 3, 4+jg Football Manager C405 Junior Fair, Committee, Junior Prom Committee, Senior Ball, Committeeg School Chatter Staff, Hour Glassu Staff. Undecided SHIRLEY BOWE R- Shirt To be adored, rather than to adore. Basketball C3jg School Chatter C4-jg So- cial Editor Hour Glass , Usher, Senior Play Q3, Mg Basketball Capt. CM, Hallowe'en Dance Committee. Mechanics NINA BRAMER- Neem I Personality bubbles over in this girl. Student's Council Clj' Secretar of 1 Y Student's Association, President of Glee Club-5 Flag Bearer, Basketball C3jg Secretary of Junior Class, Jun- ior Prom, Committee, Manager Bas- ketball Team Clijg Leader of Maga- zine Campaigng Junior Stunt Nig-htg Senior Ball, Committee, School Chat- ter, Hour Glass Staffg Senior Sup- per CTicket Committeebg Carnival Committee. Strong Memorial Hospital I Page Ten THE HOUR GLASS 0 ALICE BRANDT- Al Now, l ask you, do gentlemen prefer blondes? Basketball fl, 2, 3, 453 Secretary Sha- broten CED, Junior Stunt Night C2, 3, Mg School Chatter Staff, Shabroten C2, 3, My Glee Club Hallowe'en Dance, Commdtteeg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Ball, Committee. Keuka College BARBARA BROWN- Barb A clever girl is Barb. If you clon't believe me examine the picture of F. H. S. Students' Association, Glee Club fl, 2, 3, Mg Shabroten C2, 3, 4-jg Glee Club Operettag Junior Prom, Committeeg Junior Fair, Committee, Hallowe'en Dance, Committeeg Senior Ball, Com- mittee, Editor School Chatter Staff C3, 40, Art Editor Hour Glass g Senior Play, Committee, Senior Sup- per, Bank Cashier, Carnival Com- mittee. Cornell University NEIL BURBANK- Dirty Sirrah, step aside! Here comes His Majesty, the King. Students' Association, Football 12, 3, 4-jg Baseball f2, 3, 43. Norwich University CARL BURLINGAME- Burly There are scores of men, but few are leaders. Football Cl, 2, 3, 4-D, Capt. QM, Base- ball C1, 2, 3, 40, Basketball C3, 4-jg Shabroten Societyg President, Junior Class, Stndents' Association, Presi- dent, Senior Class. Undecided RALPH BURRUS- Finn His heart is in the right place-most of the time. Students' Association, Standard Bearer, Basketball C2, 3, 4ij, Football f2, 3, 4-J, Track C2j, Baseball C2, 3, M, Senior Ball, Committee, Senior Play, Prompter, Shabroten Society, Presi- dent, Q4-Q, Students' Council QLD, Operetta, Hour Glass -Staff, Junior Fair, Committee, Junior Prom, Com- mittee. Undecided IOHN BUSS- Johnny Labor conquers all things. Students' Association, Baseball CID, Football K3, M, Track CEU, Basket- ball, Junior Prom, Committee, Junior Stunt Night, Committee, Senior Play, Committee, Senior Ball, Committee, Hour Glass Staff, School Chatter Staff. Bliss Electrical School MARJORIE CLARK- Marj Better a three-inch grin than a half- inch frown. Girls' Glee Club Cl, 2, 3j, Operetta f2j, Shabroten Society CQ, 3, M, Students' Association, School Chatter Staff C3, IU, Junior Stunt Night, Committee, Junior Prom, Committee, Hallowe'en Dance, Committee, Sen- ior Play, Usher, Bank Cashier fl, 25, Senior Ball, Committee, Senior Carni- val, Committee, Senior Dinner, Baked Food Sale, Committee, Tag Day, Committee. Mechanics HELEN COON And still they gazed, still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all she knew. Students' Association, Valedictorian, Vice-President Senior Class, Leader, Christmas Card Campaign, Shabroten ten, Glee Club, Senior Ball, Commit- tee, Senior Play, Usher, Stunt Night, Committee, Operetta, Usher, School Chatter Staff, Hour Glass Staff. Albany State College 0 1 'fV Lui' 4 0. fu v fktf' lf! if ,ff 4. 53 THE HOUR GLASS 5 .. , 3' Qkd K+ x 'S ,- rw, xc-'F Wi df X'-f. i H7 i'iCleNe j. wish Ygyk Rea S- Luk has Y-L DQ Q Q 1 N 'lvl-e Q.,-Sql Alf! -42 X-. ,U J ' 15749, M 1 1 ily V 'v IJM Qt V6 THE HOUR GLASS ! !l l0 E LIZABETH CROWLEY- Betty Takes everything seriously-even her school work. Junior Prom, Committeeg Tag Day, Committeeg Baked Food Saleg Stu- dents' Association. Strong Memorial Hospital DE CASSA, IRENE- Rene She'd sell magazines to a blind man. Students' Associationg Magazine Cam- paign Q3, Mg Vanilla Committee. Undecided CHARLOTTE DOEBEREINER - Cha.rley,' seriousness with a smile to trim is the beauty of a woman. French Play C255 Junior Stunt Night, Comrnitteeg Carnival Refreshment Committeeg Magazine Campaign, Leader Cfkjg Senior Play, Grand- ma g Christmas Card Committee Qkjg Chairman, Candy Committee C4155 Hour Glass Advertising Commit- teeg School Chatter Staff Q3, LU. Training Class THELMA DONK Her little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love. Students' Associationg Junior Prom, Committeeg Chairman, Vanilla Com- mitteeg Basketball C3, Mg Stunt Nighty School Chatter Staff. Cornell University 0 THE HOUR GLASS l l!l4'9 CLAUDE EMERY Claude is at ease in any company provided she's young and pretty. Basketball CD3 Students' Associationg School Chatter Staffg Senior Play fSpencer Atkinsjg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Ball, Committeeg Senior Supper, Committeeg Junior Stunt Night ' Hobart University GUY EVERHART Tut, tut, fear not me, l'm from Macedonf' Students' Association g School Chatter Staff. Undecided M ILDRED EWING- Toby Never too busy to join the fun, Always on hand when tl1ere's work to be done. Glee Club C2jg Students' Associationg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Play, Committeeg Senior Ball, Com- mitteeg Hour Glass Advertising Managerg Senior Supper, Commit- teeg Bank Cashier HalloWe'en Dance, Committeeg Stunt Night, Com- mitteeg Carnival Refreshment Com- mittee. Undecided DOR IS FACE R- Dade The world's no better if we worry, Life's no longer if we hurry. Students' Associationg Shabroten Society ffl, 3jg Glec Club C135 Stunt Night, Committeeg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Play, Committee. Cortland Normal ,,,., pu-3' if , D Y L--SV 'ie'-2 I J' ft lj . ,7,.f P f' Zi' WJ ff' - V' sp, , , Y, I' L Page Thirteen AJBX' fd ' s SMALL . may wi-re. Wil well. vias! Idfitf Liu vwfab. ik' wi we '1yf,'A Ji J fn S, wg N gmftul Page Fourteen OUR GLASS , 0 a., i ELIZABETH FOOTE- Betty Her wit, her humor, her pleasing smile, Have won our hearts for all the while. Glee Club Q3jg Basketball C3, 405 School Chatter C4-jg Hour Glass Staffg Students' Association, Senior Play, Committeeg Dramatic Club MD, Shabroten Q3, Mg Cheerleader Maj. Cornell University HELEN FRITTS- Fritzy A pleasant smile and pleasant word Are two of a kind, and she's the third. Bank Cashier, Stunt Night, Committeeg School Chatter Staff, Carnival Re- freshment, Committeeg Stationery Committee C455 Pin Committee Mjg Hour Glass Alumni Editor, Stu- dents' Association. Mechanics LAURENE FULLER- Rene We expect to see Laurie's name hung high some day--No, just her name. School Chatter C3, 405 Students' Asso- ciationg Glee Club CZ, 3, LU, Shabro- ten C3, 405 Glee Club Operetta C253 Basketball MQ, Senior Mlagazine Campaign, Junior Stunt Night, Com- mitteeg Hallowe'en Dance, Commit- tee, School Chatter, Senior Play, Committee 3 Senior Supper, Commit- teeg Bank Cashier Smith College ESTHER GINNEGAW She does her work and does it well. School Chatter Staff Stunt Night, Committee g- Students' Association. ' Undecided 0 T H E H O U R KATHLEEN GOETTEN- Katy She's very wise but not so tall, For precious things are very small. Salutatoriang Students' Associationg Hour Glass Staff, Baked Food Sale, Committeeg Stunt Night C3j5 School Chatter Q3, Llfjg Glee Club. ' Undecided DAVID GREENE- Paris To be a ladies' man is not his dream. lt is his greatest achievement. Orchestra Cl, 2, 3, Mg Hour Glass Staifg Senior Play CDoctor Spring- erjg Quartetg School Chatter C3, Mg Students' Association, Treasurer, Magazine Campaign, Committeeg Shabroten Society C3, flrj g Senior Ball, Committeeg Stunt Night, Committee CQQ. University of Rochester VVAYLAND HARlEl- Way This gentleman will out-talk us all. Halloweyen Dance, Committee My Students' Assooiationg Footbaill C3, Hg Baseball C3, LU, School Chatter Staffg Junior Prom, Committeeg Junior Stunt Night Q3, 453 Senior Play, Committeeg Senior Ball, Com- mitteeg Senior Supper, Committeeg Tag Day Committee. Bliss Electrical School MARJORIE HICKEY Mild-but she satisfies. Students' Association, Shabroten So- cietyg Glee Clubg Senior Supper, Committee, Junior Fair, Committeeg Senior Play, Usher. Undecided GLASS l !l l0 V! Q1 Xffi , P W , 1 - f 's..,4' ' ' M b. I 1 '- J, I u imuwm, lud.Q,'Q,,,,,,,,L 'Q-u Q4-JLJLJ WI .1 I I P tt Me ' i,..,5-X45 .LA-lx I nn' D sn 1 5, Page FifLeen A 1 ,N-4 .. it Lv lvffbwblfx mNAr'1 Lb 31 fx' 0 I 0 O tayw www M O fa In if-ni W f Wi f fd! ffl Page Sixteen THE HOUR GLASS O DAVID HODGSON- Dave A pound of laughter and pep for every pound of man, and believe us, Dave has pounds. Students' Association, Vice-Pres. CEU, Pres. MJ, Operetta C2j, Band Q2, 35 , Orchestra CZQ, Football CZ, 3, 45, Baseball f2, 3, LU, Basketball f2, 3, Al-Q, Senior Play CJunior Atkinsj, Senior Ball, Committee, Junior Prom, Committee, Stunt Night C2, 3, 40, Students' Council, President, School Chatter Q3, 40, Magazine Campaign, Committee, Senior Supper, Commit- tee, Carnival Committee, Hour Glass Staff, Hallowe'en Dance, Committee. Norwich Academy ESTHER KESBY- Eppo Better to be as you are, Esther, than to be forward. Students' Association, Glee Club QU, Senior Supper, Committee. Geneseo Normal LAURETTA LAWLER- Lawrie,' Always ready for anythingfi Shabroten Society, Tag Day, Commit- tee, Senior Supper, Committee, Car- nival Committeeg Students' Associa- tion. Strong Memorial Hospital FLORENCE LUCAS- Flossie', What's worth doing is worth doing well. , Tag Day, Committee, Baked Food Sale, Committee, Students' Association. Genesee Hospital i O THE HOUR GLASS R. LUCILLE MARTIN- Luv None is more willing to do a favor to help a friend than Lucille. Students' Associationg Glee Club Cljg Shabroten C2, 3, Mg Senior Play CEl- len Atkinsjg Bank Cashier, Senior Play, Committee, Stunt Night, Com- mittee, Junior Prom, Committeeg School Chatter Staifg Senior Supper, Committee. Geneseo Normal IDA MILDAH N- Ide', The light that lies in a woman's eyes and lies and lies. Stunt Night f3jg Bank Cashier CZDQ Junior Prom, Committee School Chatter Staff, Carnival Committeeg Senior Ball, Committeeg Tag Day, Committee, Senior Play CLenore Hastingsjg Hour Glass Staffg Students' Association. Mechanics MARY BIO-NIHAN A slumber did my spirit seal. Students' Association, Carnival Com- Committeeg Senior Ball, Committeeg 'Tag Day, Committee. Undecided PEARL MORRISON- Pearly Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter into my sober house. Students' Association, Junior Play-day Committeeg School Chatter Staff' C3, 40. Undecided 5 i 0 1 0 ' 1 '44 WOW V, mm 'Wi Page Seventeen Lv. ff, f is f Af' ' ' f,1' -1' s - ,IJ .. 1-. , E ,J N ' K, . U4 iSBx.x..Jvs U. Wai Busli,-s la nt I I 1, ini, '5'fL-- + Iwi MJWW if W' ,L we-Gini C .MW 0 3 ,ir ff l s M as 75010945 Qu . W X.M J W hu -r'-N I r 1 Page Eighteen THE HOUR GLASS l !! l0 f RAY MOULTON- Emu The Eternal Youth-chalk, erasers, and paper wads. Junior Fair, Committee, Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Ball, Committeeg Hallowe'en Dance, Committee, High School Orchestra. C2, 3, 453 Shabro- ten Society, Chairman, Carnival Con- cession, Ball Game Refreshment Stand, Manager of Baseball MQ, School Chatter Staffg Hour Glass Staff, Students' Association, Senior Play, Committee. Universal Aviation School ESTHER MURPHY- Moon She carries the stars in her eyes and the sun in her friendship. Students' Association, Shabroten Q3, Mg Glee Club Cl, 2, 3, Mg Junior Stunt Night, Senior Play Committee, Op- eretta Cl, Qjg Hour Glass Staffg Glee Club, President C255 Students' Council f2jg Glee Club, Vice-Presi- dent Junior Prom, Committeeg Secretary Senior Classy School Chat- ter Staff. Albany State University MARY MURPHY- curly She never lets her studies interfere with her education. Shabroten Society, Students, Associa- tiong Senior Supper, Committee, Tag Day, Committee. Strong Memorial Hospital MARIE NOTEBAERT My purpose in life is to make others happy. Students' Association, Glee Club C4-jg Dramatic Club, Secretary, Senior Play, Committee. Mechanics O THE HOUR GLASS KATHRYN O'LEARY Its nice to be natural, when you're naturally nice. Junior Fairg Senior Play, Usher, Senior Supper, Committeeg Students' Asso- ciationg Baked Food Sale, Commit- tee. Undecided DONALD OSTRANDER-'fD0n A languicl, well-dressed gentleman.' Students' Association, Vice-President Junior Classg Shabroten Society f2, 3, 4-Q, Senior Play fSmith Hastingslg Carnival Committee, Senior Ball, Committee, Junior Fair, Committeeg Junior Prom, Committeeg School Chatter Staifg Manager, Basketball Reserves CEU, Basketball Manager Cfljg Hour Glass Staffg Hallowe'en Dance, Committee, Senior Supper, Committee. ' Undecided JOHN PARKS- Jack For even though vanquished, he argues still. Students' Association, Band CZ, 31, School Chatter Staff, Hour Glass' Editor: Operettag Senior Play CUn- cle Hectorjg Senior Ball, Committeeg Junior Fair, Committeeg Senior Sup- per, Committee, Hallowe'en Dance, Committee. Undecided JOHN PETRIE- Pete Although I am both tall and great I wish I was where I ain't. Dramatic Club Mjg Shabroten Society CQ, Hour Glass Staff. University of Southern California 1 7 O K S ia 'IW 9 1 'lu I A V 4 7+t..,r,, ,. an 5:14 4 ,wif fam' Page Twenty THE HOUR GLASS l ll l'O GEORGE SALMON- Fish Just a little fellow, but, like famous men in History, he has given evi- dence of power, strength and per- severance. Treasurer, Senior Classg Students' Council Q25g Basketball Cl, 2, 3, 415g Baseball Cl, 2, 35g Captain Basket- ball g Captain, Baseball Q25 g Man- ager, Football C355 Hour Glass Staff, School Chatter Staffg Students' Association. Cortland Normal MARY SAMPSON To judge this maiden right, you well must know her. Students' Associationg Glee Club, Op- erctta, Usher, Junior Fair, Commit- teeg Bank Cashier f25g School Chat- ter Staff. Rochester Business Institute HVELYN SCHUMACHER- Effie A dimple once in a. smile. Students' Associationg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Play, Comrnitteeg Shabroten Society C3, 415g Hour Glass Stalfg School Chatter Staff. Strong Memorial Hospital HARRY SCH UMAC H E R- IIrmlc Why worry? Be full of fun- This world will go on when we are done. Students' Association, Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Play, Committeeg Football C355 Junior Fair, Commit- tee. Undecided THE HOUR GLASS DORIS SHEARNS Who, with a natural instinct to dis- cern What knowledge can perform, ls diligent to learn. Students' Association, Junior Fair, Com- mitteeg Junior Prom, Committeeg Senior Play, Committee, Senior Ball, Committeeg Secretary and Treasurer, Glee Club School Chatter Staff, Bank Cashier Undecided I ORETTA SULLIVANa Lorrie A cheerful worker and a mighty fine pal. Students, Association fl, 2, 3, My Sha- broten Society C2, 3, flijg Junior Fair, Committee C315 Junior Prom, Com- mittee C3jg Senior Ball, Committee MD, Hour Glass Staff, Senior Play, Committee, School Chatter Staff, Shabroten Play Senior Supper, Committee, Basketball Mfg Hallowe'en Dance, Committee. Strong Memorial Hospital EDVVARD SURREY- Red As a wit, if not first, in the very first line. Students' Association, Shabroten So- cietyg School Chatter Staff, Hour Glass Staff, Senior Play, Committee. University of Rochester W ILLIABI SURREY- Bill', Bashful men make successful suitors, beware, Chally. Hour Glass Staff, Students' Associa- tiong Senior Ball, Committee, Basket- ball, Ticket Committee. Cornell University L THE HOUR GLASS 0 MARYETT TALLMAN- Mette Maryett is quiet-a nicer girl we have yet to know. Students' Association, Shabroten So- ciety Senior Play, Committee, School Chatter, Committee, Hour Glassu Staff, Bank Cashier Cornell 'University JOSE PH TRAU- Joe The best way to lengthen our days is to steal a few hours from the night. Students' Associationg Shabroten So- cietyg Football fl, 2, 3jg Senior Play CTl1omas Atkins, Srjg Junior Prom, Committee, Senior Ball, Cornmitteeg Basketball, Captain Reserves C313 Hour Glass Staff, School Chatter Sta fl' . Mechanics HELEN VAN NORMAN- Hattie She gets away with a certain amount of sophistication. Basketball C3, 4153 Glee Club Cl, 2, 3, Mg Operettag Junior Prom, Commit- teeg Junior Fair, Committeeg School Chatter Staffg Senior Ball, Commit- tee, Senior Play CM1ildred Cushingjg Hour Glass Staff, Students' Asso- ciation. Strong Memorial Hospital ANNA MARION WEI R- Weiry A serious wit more like a pun, To those who know her, she's a lot of fun. Students' Associationg Glee Club Cl, 2jg School Chatter Staff, Bank Cashier C2jg Basketball Q3, Mg Senior Play, tee, Senior Ball, Committeeg Hour Glass Staff. Cornell University 9,25 0 THE HOUR GLASS l ll I0 MADELINE DRYER CARLTON ELLIOT A friend in need is a friend indeed. One should not speak of one's Students' Associationg School Chat- accomplishments, should one? ter C3, My Stunt Night, Com- mittee CQ, 335 Senior Supper, Students' Association. Committee. Undecided Undecided THE SENIOR CLASS President ......................... Carl Burlingame. Vice-President ......................... Helen Co,on Secretary ...... .V .......... Esther Murphy Treasurer .... .................. G eorge Salmon Advisers ................. Miss Smith, Mr. Richardson HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF '30 September 1926! Frightened little freshies with their brand new pencils and tablets trying to find their way around the enormous high school build- ing! The first morning Miss DeLand helped us make out our schedules and gave us all advice. Shall we ever forget that first day? We seemed to pass through the Freshman year in a daze. Then came 1927, our Sophomore year. Our home room teacher was Miss Edelman. Can we ever forget how many times she told us to pick up the scraps of paper from the floor! One party, perhaps, can be remembered more than the others during that year. It was a party held in the gymnasium. A man came from the city and taught us how to play games. Didn't we have fun slipping through rubber bands, rolling dumbbells, and conveying match boxes from one nose to another? Then 1928 and our Junior year. President ......................... Carl Burlingame - Vice-President ................... Donald Ostrander Treasurer .................. ....... W illiam Bolton Secretary ............................ Nina Bramer Our Advisers were Miss Street and Mr. Richardson. We chose blue and gold for our class colors and the yellow rose for the class flower. The first enterprise undertaken to make money for our VVashington trip was a magazine contest. Nina. Bramer captained the Blue Danubesn to an overwhelming victory over Dave Hodgson's Red Seas. A party was then held at Nina Bramer's as a result of the contest. The second Junior party was held at Thelma Donk's. During Easter vacation vanilla was sold. On April 12th we held Stunt Night. The Junior class presented the school with a felt banner which was to be given to the class having the best stunt. The Junior,s stunt, Discovery of America, won the prize. The next campaign was the selling of pennants with HF. H. Sf' printed on them. On June 244th the Prom was held. At the Fireman's Carnival, June 24-30, we sold ice cream and candy. 1930! The Senior year! At the election of officers the following were chosen: President ......................... Carl Burlingame Vice-President . .. .................... Helen Coon Secretary .......................... Esther Murphy Treasurer .......................... George Salmon Our Advisers were Miss Smith and Mr. Richardson. The first campaign of our Senior year was a magazine contest. The class party was given by the losing side at the home of Mary Murphy. The Page Twenty-three 4 0 THE HOUR GLASS O next campaign was the selling of Christmas Cards. What a time we had collecting the money! And then came-the Senior Play which was very, very successful. The play given was Pigs It was presented November 22nd and 23rd under the direction of Miss Smith. Then the idea of school stationery was suggested by Mr. Richardson. This project proved a money maker as had all the preceeding ones. Just before Christmas vacation childhood memories came back for the Seniors. They dressed up as little children and were given toys. On December 26th the Senior Ball was held. The next project was a chicken supper. The mothers of various members of the class were responsi- ble for its sucecss, resulting in a large profit. Then the Seniors began thinking of the Washington trip. It was fully realized when we left on April 18th to spend our Easter vacation at Wash- ington. Our chaperones were Mr. and Mrs. Richardson. fD. Shearns. ,,l.l... 57 DIFFERENT VARIETIES OF '30 June 11, 1950-New York At last the all-radio driven aircraft, Success, with the passenger ca- pacity of two hundred people has just left the International Mooring Station. I've never seen so many well-wishers as were present. There were over 5,000 people trying to obtain reservations on this maiden voyage of the Success I was most fortunate to secure my cabin, and all through the aid of Donald Ostrander, the inventor of this efficient superior craft. Hum -who would ever have thought Don Ostrander, one of the members of our class of 1930 at dear old Fairport High School, would turn out to be the world's most startling inventor and scientist of the age. After settling myself in my cabin, I glanced over the passenger list. I was rather disappointed because the first few names weren't the least familiar to me but the thirteenth fairly jumped at me, and whose do you suppose it was? None other than Kathleen Groetten, that gay little salutatorian of our class. Wasn't she funny, though, when she gave her oral English? I think Iill look her up tomorrow. We'll have a lot to talk over. June 12th I've just returned from a delightful afternoon with Kathleen. She told me that she is the political leader and campaigner for the National Repub- lican Party. The G. 0. P. secured her passage on the Success as a recrea- tional release from the heavy strain of the recent political question, Should Virgil be taught in Kindergarten? I also learned that Guy Everhart, the wealthy manufacturer of collar buttons for collarless shirts, won the heart and hand of Marjorie Clark. They have a palatial residence in Podunk. And I was most surprised to hear that Mary Sampson, Doris Shearns, and Helen Coon are successfully established. Mary is private secretary to Richard Halliburton, Doris is head nurse at the Johns Hopkins Hospital 5 and Helen, who was the youngest member of our class and valedictorian besides, now has Miss DeLand's position at Fairport High School. Our old friend, George Salmon, is a coach of football at Notre Dameg Dave Hodgson is the Chief Surgeon at Strong Memorial Hospitalg and Neil Burbank is a major at West Point. It seems so good to hear about our crowd of 1930. Tomorrow we have an hour in London, Page Twenty-four 0 THE HOUR GLASS i Ii l0 June 13th-London Just came back from luncheon at the new Hotel Savoy, where much to my amazement I found Harry Schumacher is manager of this magnificent building, and he told me that William Surrey, his chief chef, is his right hand man there. I also learned that Alice Brandt and Shirley Bower were stopping there, but I didn't find time to see either of them. Alice is busy working on a biography of T. G. Coffee, the famous humoristg and Shirley is dietitian at the Green Lantern Inn and is attending a Dietitians' Conference in London. Our attractive classmate, Helen Van Norman, is completing a collection of antique furniture to furnish the home of the former Prince of Wales, who has at last been caught in the matrimonial net. Later-Paris I must write a few lines in you, dear diary, before I retire. Such an avalanche of news has been poured into my ears by Charlotte Doebereiner, the American hostess at Maxime's, whom I met while dining there. It seems that Amy Baker, Elizabeth Crowley, and Madeline Dryer are man- nequins at Patou's and Claude Emery, if I can believe my ears, is chief de- signer there. Feature that! And Helen Fritts, who married Count deFrost, had him design her complete trousseau. Charlotte, also, saw Mildred Ewing who was passing through her fourth honeymoon and lucky number four was none other than Johnny Buss, her first love. I hope I can sleep now that all this is off my mind. June 141th-Rome I'm so glad we were able to stay here long enough for me to visit Irene DeCassa, the golden-voiced singer, who has brought both fame and fortune to herself, at her beautiful. villa. She asked me if I had time to go to Monte Carlo, as our old friend Ralph Burrus is maitre de croupier, where his famous good luck still holds. I was also invited to remain and motor to the Riveria, where Barbara Brown and Anna Marion Weir have their beautiful studio. June 15th-Over Russia . , This evening I enjoyed a delightful program by the radio television, and what to my wondering eyes should appear but the miniature form of Davy Green, conducting one of his compositions, played by his 100-piece orchestra. His concert violin soloist was Bill Bolton. I'm so anxious to get to Bombay to see Nina Bramer, who is head nurse at the research hospital there. June 16th--Bombay Such an interesting day as I'vc spent with Nina. VVe were entertained at the American Consulate by the American Consul, Carl Burlingame. Of course, we talked about our high school days and I was able to give some information as to the whereabouts of some of our classmates. But I learned to my amazement that Ray Moulton had married a dark-eyed desert maid where he now leads the life of a shiek. Esther Kcsby and Esther Ginnegau are at Petrograd, dancing in the Joe Trauesky School of Ballet. Nina said to be sure and- look up Betty Foote at Yokahoma, who is writing up the new Japanese Democracy. June 17th-Yokahoma I've felt myself very fortunate to have met someone I knew at nearly every port of landing and doubly so in this land of yellow-skinned people. Betty Foote met me at the mooring and we had tea together, a time greatly suited to reminiscence and gossip. She told me all the recent Fairport news. Page Twenty-five 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 Thelma Donk is married to a widower with seven childreng Jack Parks has taken over the VVoodlawn Market, Way Hare is an electrical engiineerhat the Muscle Shoals Power Plant, and Marjorie Hickey, Esther Murphy and Marie Notebaert had quite the most unusual triple wedding, an interesting event for old Fairport. Ida Mildahn is very successful making serial car- toons. All this I must admit has been my biggest earful and tomorrow I shall be in San Francisco. June 18th---'San Francisco Homeland once more, and the first person to greet me was John Petrie, the customs inspector. I hurried to my hotel as I had an important engage- ment with Ed' Surrey, who is taking me to Hollywood. He is a director at the Vitaphone Television Corporation. I am so anxious to go as Katherine O'I.eary, Mary Monihan, Loretta Lawler and Mary Murphy are making musical comedy successes there. June 19th Such an interesting day as I spent at Hollywood. I met Maryette Tallman, who has just had another scenario accepted. She told me to be sure to go to Doris Facer's and Lucille Martin's Tea House before returning East, and she showed me Florence Lucas' home on Beverly Boulevard. She married a very wealthy movie man. Oh! I saw Pearl Morrison's Beauty Shoppe at Hollywood, quite the chic place, but I wasn't fortunate enough to find her present. June 20th More surprises! Loretta Sullivan boarded the airship at San Francisco and is going to New York with me. She is now Dean of the Girls at Barnard College and she was able to complete the doings of the Senior Class of 1930. Evelyn Schumacher is the private secretary to the governor of New York State. Carlton Elliot is performing at Maderiag he is a second Thurston. I'm so glad that our class has turned out so well. Letis hope their success will continue forever. --Laurene Fuller. LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of 1930, of Fairport High School, Fairport, New York, being of extremely sound mind and memory, do make, publish and declare this our last will and testament in manner and form following: 1. We direct the Juniors to take charge of our class effects, the Senior Room, and Year Book, as soon after our graduation as conveniently may be done. A 2. We give and bequeath our superior intelligence and dignity to the Juniors. ' 3. To the Juniors we will our entire list of excuses for being late and not having work done. 4+. To the Juniors we will Mr. Richardson's various plans for making money. 5. To Miss Jessup we bequeath a medal for having watched over the untamed Juniors for a year. 6. To Margaret Doyle we will Helen Coon's Latin IV book so that she can continue studying the subject that she loves best. 7. To Catherine Ferris we will a new alarm clock and Maryette Tall- man's car so that next year's team may bring home the bacon. 9. To Helen Wagor we will Helen Fritt's dignity. Page Twenty-six 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 10. To Albert Knapp we will Claude Emery's truck so that next year's Seniors will be able to decorate the gym for Senior Ball. 11. To Margaret Carlomusto we will Nina Bramer's basketball tactics of doing a war dance in front of the girl she's guarding. 12. To Clara Pidinkofska we will K Goetten's unlimited vocabulary so that she can always find a word that rhymes and be the class poet. 13. To Carl Uttrup we will a sure aid to popularity-Bill Surrey's answer book in Intermediate Algebra. 144. To Howard Swartz we will Donald Ostrander's playful Ways. 15. To Esther Samys we will Alice Brandt's gum so that at last she may acquire a bad habit. 16. To Rundel Clark we will each seat in the Senior room so that, fol- lowing Dave Hodgson's example, he may have a new seat each week. 17. To Bob Briggs we will Marie Notebaert's giggle so that, with what he already has, he can warble a whole octave when he laughs, 18. To Robert Sturdevant we will Wayland Hare's job of selling the School Chatter so that at last he may use his line in a worthy cause. 19. To Nancy Hanks we will the last name of Lincoln so that her historical character may be complete. 20. To Gordon Herrick we will Ralph Burrus' Lady Killing ways. 21. To Mary Hilbert we will Amy Baker's typewriter so that next year's Hour Glass will have a typist. 22. We will Ida Mildahn's men, since someone must entertain them at noon, to Bernice Reynolds. 23. To K Parke we will Charlotte Doebereiner's job of entertaining Ted Streppa in study hall. 24. We will to Bob Bahler the position of being tl1e most dignified Senior, 25. To Sam Fianda-ch we will a private waste basket for gum so that he won't have to walk so far in some of the brutal teachers' classes. 26. To Charles King we will a book of the Einstein Theory. 27. To Maud Brown and Mildred Richburg we will a trunk so they can take at least half of their dresses to Washington. 28. 'To Leah Pritchard we will a boy friend in the Senior Class since it's so far from the Freshman room to the Senior. 29. To Margaret Claflin we will Dave Hodgson's sweaters, hoping they will fit her and also enliven the Senior Room. 30. To Eleanor Jacobs we will a book of Etiquette of How to Behave in Washington. 31. To Philip Hartley we will Dave Green's ability to get away with anything by acting innocent. 32. To Edna Bills we will Pearl Morrison's line of slang. 33. To Earl Barnhart we will a tricycle hoping he can pack his usual quota in the front seat of it. 34. To Floyd Haygreen we will Jack Parks' giggle. 35. To Gertrude Sampson we will six feet of height, which, added to what she already has, ought to make her six feet and a half tall. 36. To Ruth Shearns we will Doris Shearn's old report card. This ought to be a big help and we know Miss DeLand won't obj ect as long as the vital signature on the back is O. K. 37. To Dorothy Mason we will all of Miss Leadley's gestures that we have been able to learn in three years so that her career in the Dramatic Club may be successful. Page Twenty-seven 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 38. To Arlene Stevens we will Betty Foote's position of cheer leader so that she may find an outlet for her pep. 39. To Russell Welkley we will Ed Surrey's red hair to mitigate Herrick's conceit of being the only bright one in the class. 40. To Doris Ward we will some long hair so she won't have to let her's grow. 41. To Fred Weisenberger we will Guy Everhart's perfect hair comb. 42. To Ted Phillips we will Carl Burlingame's permanent Wave in case his own should ever give out. 43. To Glenn Petrie we will his brother's stand-in with Miss Bryan. 44. To George Naughton we will Marjory Clark's memory book. fNuff saidlb 45. To Doll Face Hewitt we will a perfect porcelain complexion. 46. To Genevieve Clark we will Mary Sampson's good behavior Cfor use in Study Hallil 47. To Francis Pignato we will Bill Bolton's Physics book so that he can continue his ardent perusal of science. 48. To John Odie we will a private cyclone to aid in playing his wind instrument in the orchestra. 49. To Art Steffen we will Barbara Brown's artistic ability. QA merger of the arts. N'est-ce-pas?j 50. To Thomas Doud we will a. little more height so that he can jump center next year. 51. To Florence Stolt we will Doris Shearn's French Correspondent. CWe hope she won't find the mails as slow as Doris has.j 52. To Ed Dudley we will a little seriousness to dilute his wise-cracks. 53. To Donald Gazley we will a set of false whiskers, which, along with his glasses, ought to give him the look of a perfect professor. 54. We will to Kittie Montieth the honor Cfrontj seat in the study hall. 55. To Mary Schoolmaster we will a. subject she ean't pass Cjust for a changej. 57. To Roy Saporito we will Ray Moulton's saxaphone. 58. To future lNfath students we will an automatic problem solver. 59. To Mr. Coffee we will the right to hold a special assembly so that he can make announcements. IN WITNESS of this will we have hereunto subscribed our name and set our seal on this tenth day of April, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and thirty. CSEALQ Signed: Seniors of 1930 ATTESTATION: We, whose names are hereto suscribed, do certify that, on this tenth day of April in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and thirty, in the village of Fairport, New York, the above testators, Seniors of 1930, subscribed the foregoing instrument in our presence and in the presence of each of us, and at the time they declare the instrument to be their Last Will and Testament, and we, at their request and in the presence of them and each other, have signed our names hereto as attesting witnesses and furthermore we certify that at the time of subscribing the instrument, the said testators were of extremely sound mind and memory. Signed: Christopher Colombus, lst Witness. Patrick Henry, 2nd Witness. Robert Sayles, 3rd Witness. Page Twenty-eight CLASSES fs nur A' 2 iii! E U1 43 J U I C r-1 Z D '1 Row Qleft to rightD4R. Farnsw rth 1AdviserJ, C. Samps on. N. Bulmau D. Mason, H. VVugor, R. Buhler, M. Schoolmnster, Barrett, C. Ferris, H. Jessup 1Allvlserp Row-R. Saporlto, J. Bnrnger, R. Slnearns, M. Doyle, L. Pritchard, K. Parke, B. Reynolds. N. Hanks, M. Hilbert, E. tclllnson. M. Brown. Row--F. Phillips, K. Montelth, E. Sumys, F. Stolt, C. He Witt, C. King, M. Carlamusto, C. Clark, E. Bills, M. Clufflln, Sturdevant, H. Swartz. Row-I.. Rosser, J. Odle, R. Clurk. R. Briggs, J. Pignn to. R. Ebert. E. Dudley, D. Gazley. E. Bnrnhart, M. Saporlto. ow-P. Hartley, S. Flenllach, C. Herrick. I. Anderson. A. Knapp, A. Stelfen. A v -I H Nl on -'5 .ga angling: In 9 Q FH cf. M E' H 0 THE HOUR GLASS O THE JUNIOR CLASS-'31 On September -, 1929, the J unior class officers were elected: President ..... Vice-President . . . was organized. The following . . . .Robert Bahler . . . . .Charles Hewitt Secretary ..... . . .Mary Schoolmaster Treasurer ..................... . . . . . . .Charles King Miss Jessup and Mr. Farnsworth were chosen as Advisers. Rings and Pins were purchased in November. The only business enterprise the Juniors have thus far carried on was a very successful magazine campaign. This sum of one hundred and fifty dollars. started our treasury with the Up until now we have had only one party. There is, however, the prospect of another soon. It will be given by the Red Hotsu in honor of the Blue Shots , who won the magazine earn Bahler, Robert Barnhart, Earl Barrett, Loretta Bills, Edna Briggs, Robert llrown, Maud Bulman, Norma Carlomusto, Margaret Clark, Genevieve Clark, Rundel Doud, Thomas Doyle, Margaret Dudley, Edward Ferris, Catherine Fiandack, Sam Gazley, Donald Hagreen, Floyd Hanks, Nancy Hartley, Phillip Herrick, Gordon Hewitt, Charles Hilbert, Mary Jacobs, Eleanor King, Charles Knapp, Albert Mason, Dorothy Monteith, Catherine paign. Naughton, George Odie, John Parke, Kathryn Petrie, Glenn Phillips, Frederick Pidinkofska, Clara Pignato, Francis Pritchard, Leah Reynolds, Bernice Richburg, Mildred Roesser, Leo Sampson. Gertrude Samys, Esther Saporito, Roy Schoolmaster, Mary Shearns, Ruth Steffen, Arthur Stevens, Arlene Stolt, Florence Sturdevant, Robert Swartz, Howard Uttrup, Carl Wagor, Helen Ward, Doris Weisenberger, Fred Welkley, Russel erick H-D. Mason. 'i 'U 3 rwvyhhxs ...ft f wi' Page Thirty-one SOPHODIORE CLASS 0 THE HOUR GLASS l !l l0 THE SOPHOMORE CLASS-'32 The Sophomores have done their share toward school activities. They presented :1 Lincoln's Birthday program in assembly with a sketch of Lin- coln's life. Then there was a banking party at which the Sophomore boys' basketball team received :L surprise when they were defeated by the girls. In all activities they have been led by their Adviser, Mrs. Ryon. Anderson, Irving Apostal, Noley Bacon, Richard Baker, Carol Baker, Ella Barager, Joseph Bennet, Ronald Bills, Charles Bingham, Harriet Bown, George Budgeon, Arthur Bulman, George Butler, Madeline Charity, Neil Coffee, Ethel Coon, Lois Coryell, Arlene Coryell, Chester Crane, Edith Crowley, Cornelius DeWitt, Mabel Dinse, Ralph Ditmas, George Doebereiner, Mabel DuBois, Helen Dunn, Edward Dunn, Russell Ebert, Raymond Eldridge, Alvon Elliot, Clara Everhart, Marjorie Facer, Bruce Filber, Edna Filkins, Dorothy Fisk, Seward Fitzgerald, Francis French, Dana Gifford, Jeanette Gisiger, Marguerite Gleason, William Goodell, Edward Granger, Hazel Guarino, William Guelick, Oscar Hogan, Helen Holtz, Donald Huck, Frederick Hutchinson, Esther Irwin, Verna J ewett, Harold Kneissler, Kathryn Knight, Edwin Lamonica, Danny Land, Fred Laughlin, William Lerczak, Helen Long, Earl Malcolm, Donald Malcolm, Eugene Mercer, Eileen Miller, Eileen Murphy, Edward Notebart, Henry Rainbow, Marjorie Reynold, Doris Salmon, Helen Saporito, Mike Sharp, Ralph Stevely, Harriet Streppa, Alfred Sturdevant, Gladys Tolhurst, Charles Turner, Eunice VanLare, Gertrude Vigaretti, Duffy Warner, Vincent Welch, Jane Whitman, Mary Ali ce Wignall, Alberta Wilson, Florence Wissick, Dorothy Wood, Francis Young, Harold Young, Ida Mae 04am ,, 5 nm? V 144' hive 5 Qeilgo ug TB? 1259 :X 6 V lx: 7 A :fi 'F WVI. V 4 '7: 'N uf idx Epeclfw' A1334-3 ,s 59.6 ' 5. Sit, EJ g , -I 7 fir! Page Thirty-three FRESHMAN CLASS Aldrich, 1112- Jenks, Carietta O THE HOUR GLASS 'O THE ACTIVITIES OF THE FRESHMEN-'33 Gum chewing, giggling, talking in class Cand being sent to Miss DeLand as a resultj-activities of the Freshman until he learns better. The Freshmen, being one of the lower orders of life, are not allowed as wide a range of activities as the upper classmen, such as having a class president, giving socials, parties, etc. However, there are a few pastimes which I will undertake to describe. One of these is the engrossing banking contest, being held between the Freshman boys and the Freshman girls. Every week the percentage of money banked and the percentage of the number of pupils who bank are recorded. At the end of the term, the side which wins will give a party to the other side. Just at present, it looks as if the girls will royally enter- tain the boys in June. . And, of course, the Freshmen are very active in the Wide field of athletics, whether it be in the cheering section or on the court. They have played several good games of basketball and it Was not their fault that they lost. Poor Freshiesl Sometimes they have good times, but they are few and far between. However, we can't complain . -Leonard Morey. Aldridge, Bertha Alles, Floyd Antes, Esther Bacon, Virginia Baker, Sidney Bannister, Carl Barrett, Lorraine Bartolotta, Sebastion Bell, Robert Benedict, Erma Binge, Betty Berger, Edith Bills, Doris Blier, Helen Bostian, Elma Bown, Margaret Bridges, Martha Bridges, Thomas Brown, Lee Brown, Marjorie Budgeon, Walter Burns, Maude Butler, Araline Campbell, Erma Case, George Casella, Rosa Castor, DeWitt Charity, James Chiccino, Helen Clifford, Leo Coffee, LaVerne Coon, Roy Copeland, Stella Crane, Lester Crowley, John Davis, Amy DeLano, Ethel Dennis, Kenneth Jesse, Carl Jesse Harold Johnson, Elsie Kennedy, Gladys Kester, Mary King, Caroline King, Leona King, Aline Knight, Leone Kohler, Katherine Kuhns, Leslie Loties, Paul Luke, Helen Mabry, Elizabeth Main, Harold Main, George Main, Leonard Main, Roland Mamroe, Esta McLeod, Charlotte Miller, Carl Miller, Carlton Miller, Eugene Monteith, Maizie Montemoro, Fred Moore, Bernice Moore, Clara Morey, Leonard Morey, Martha J. Moratto, Joe Mortinsen, Julia Muller, Hilbert Murphy, Elizabeth Murphy, John Myers, Helene Nicosia, Thomas Neerbasch, George Parce, Marcia Page Thirty five THE HOUR GLASS l U 50 DeRisio, Josephine Derrenbacker, Walter Dinsmore, Winifred Dio, Mary Dixon, Richard Dodd, Clarence Donk, Ruth Downs, Robert Dudley, Robert Dunn, Audrey Eaton, June Ellsworth, Dorothy Everhart, Gordon Fellows, Doris Fitzgerald, Marie Frederick, Sheldon Frederick, Viola Fritts, Beatrice Fuller, Charles Geary, Ida Ginnigau, Howard Goetton, Joseph Gould, George Gould, Virginia Granger, Minnie Guelich, Carl Hagreen, Graydon Hammond, Lucille Hanks, William Harloff, Clara Harrison, Ross Hartly, Mary Hartman, Anna Hartman, Evelyn Hertel, Bruce Hogan, Ann Holt, Irene Hudson, Ruth Huck, Matilda Hulbert, Arthur Hulbert, George Hutchinson, June Parkinson, Gladys Peppard, Florence Pickering, Stanley Pomponio, Enrice Poulson, Margaret Rich, Jane Rinaldo, Frank Robinson, Dean Rogan, James Rolland, Esca Rumpf, Bernard Ryon, Donald Sanford, William Schermerhorn, Robert Schmidt, Elsie Schumacher, Dorothy Schumacher, Roy Seaman, Gordon Smith, Richard Sortino, Roy Sortino, Tony Steffen, Doris Steubing, Roy Stillwell, Lyle Stolt, Alvira Sturdevant, Julia Sullivan, Allan Sullivan, Thelma Surrey, Nelson Summers, John Tracy, Edward Turner, Marjorie Westerman, Alfred Williams, George Wilson, Jack Wiegert, Lucille Wynings, George Young, Bernice Young, Harland Young, Oscar Young, Stanley --L. Morey Unii V Z P nge Thirty-six HCTIUITIES fs lg: 4' 2 ini 3 0 THE HOUR GLASS l ll !-O STUDENTS' COUNCIL Front Row Qleft to rightj-Mr. T. C. Coifee fsuperintendentj, Miss M. L. DeLand 1P1'lncipalJ, David Hodgson, Virginia Gould. U 9 e 77' 55 e T 51 I1 5 5 2. m 5 o P' Q fo 5 fb 4 .- ea 4 fo O 1 5 F '55 9 1 'U 4 F' U I v-1 -s I F FM! ,X X Page Thirty-eight O THE HOUR GLASS il!l l0 STUDENTS ASSOCIATION The Students' Association is an organization of the High School which is formed for the purpose of teaching the pupils how to manage their offices and business affairs. The council, which consists of seven members, one from each of the four classes, the Principal, Miss DeLand, the Superin- tendent, Mr. Coifeeg and the President of the Students' Association, has to do with matters that can not be put before the entire Association, and con- cerns the nomination of students for the different offices. Through this Association the students are more independent and are given a fair chance in the participation of the school affairs, as they are allowed to vote upon nearly all matters or restrictions placed upon them. President .... Vice-President . . . Secretary .... Treasurer ........... Senior Representative . . . Junior Representative .... Sophomore Representative . . . Freshman Representative . . . J-J Nu fs A im I gain xc ,145 L. i, j 5. N' -1.30 All .Y B xggy J xv ,lf W .ii l i David' Hodgson William Bolton . .Nina Bramer . . . .David Greene . . . .Ralph Burrus . . . .Genevive Clark . Francis Wood . . .Virginia Gould Page Thirty nine N 9 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 HIGH SCHOOL BAND The Fairport High School Band has nearly reached the completion of its third year and has much to show for it, because of the wonderful directing of Mr. VVilli:un Melville of Rochester. Concerts were given last summer and money has been appropriated for more this summer. The Band entertained at the home Football and Basketball games. The boys arc planning on another contest this spring and also a concert in the near future to acquire funds to defray expenses. f'f5ll ' Q l3A,5'lj,,f 94, S - I 11 1237. a s fgiilw nw Q 3 hi! 1 Af Lk ullymu Y ' E frgfjffir ffY5Q4f l ' W 'fllimli fall il I if Page Forty-one 0 THE HOUR GLASS IMHMW GIRLS, GLEE CLUB Front Row Qleft to rightj-M. Butler, E. Turner, K. Parke, H. VanNorman, E. Murphy, M. Hickey, N. Brunner. Second Row-J. Gilford, K. lineisller, Mary A. VVhituuln, Alberta Wignall, Harriet Bingham, E. Samys, M. Hilbert, E. Hutchison, C. Clark, E. Schmidt. Third Row-L. Hammond, C. Jenks, B. Fritts, W. Dinsmore, B, Moore, L, Fuller, Mrs. Mack 1DlrectressJ, M. Schoolmaster, B. Brown, E. Crane. Q Fourth Row-L. Pritchard, N. Hawks, B. Reynolds, J. Sturdevant, D. Shearns, I-I. Coon, M. Ssunpson, M. Cisiger, D. Wissick. Page Forty-two 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 GLEE CLUB The girls have been doing very good work this year in the Glee Club. They have been working hard even though there are a small number in the Club. They have sung in assembly and are considering the proposition of singing in Rochester. The date and place will be announced in the near future. They are also working on an assembly program. The meetings are held Thursday afternoons in the auditorium. The girls are especially grate- ful to their leader, Miss Alice Anderson, who has devoted much of her time to making the club a success. The officers are: President ..... .... H elen Van Norman Vice-President ......... ..... K athryn Parke Secretary and Treasurer ......... . . .Esther Murphy as-rf - L A 1, ' ,,v.:gi?l--f:,v-x.!'E!!, lr, Q , .mf ' ,L . Q - .Q Yea 2 V 21 r .1-, -,is 9im 3 Qu dp .f' -fi, .il S6 '-ig! 631- 4-f . A f Nw 4 .4 is A-L' Page Forty-three o THE HOUR GLASS l U l0 Oli CH EST R A Front Row 111-ft to riglltl-Noll Apostul, Raymond Elon-rl. Esiln-r Antes, Albert linupp, N illium Huultnn, lluvid hu-en, Leslie lillllllhl. Buck Row-John Odie, Clarence Dodd, llama French, Michael Supurltu, Oscar Cuelieh, lluyxnonal Moulton, Miss Alive Alulerson 1lJlr1-vtresnj. Page Forty-four O THE HOUR GLASS O THE HIGH SCHOOL ORCHESTRA The Fairport High School Orchestra, directed hy Miss Alice Anderson, has contrihuted very largely to the activities of the school life this year. It has lzeen on hand to play for assembly during the greater part of the year. It has also played for the Senior Supper, for plays and different enter- tainments. The Orchestra reheirses Monday afternoons after school in the audi- torium. There has been an increase in the menihership which is greatly appreciated. VVe are very grateful to these young people and also to Miss Anderson for the excellent Work which they have been doing. l Page Forty-five 0 THE HOUR GLASS O l. Tllildam, D. Gslzley, J. E: 5l'l'llllll Row-NI. Huck. E. ll. Moore, H. Frilts. WI. 'l'hird Row-ll. XY:u:0r. NI. Rninlunv. E. Turner. C. Fourth Row-J. Gum-tion, I.. C. Uttrup. J. Sortino, DRAMATIC CLUB 0. King. B. Foote, D. Mason, Miss C. Teller QDirectre5sJ Front Row 111-ft in rightl- ltoll, M. Turner. Delnlno, J. Sturdevunt. E. Svhmldt, C. Doeberelner, 'I'nllnum, A. Butler. A. Davis, K. Parke. Pura-e, B. Fritts, NI. Morey, I.. 1Vrezirt3 N. Clark, M. Kennedy, M. Brown, K. lineissln-r, Ii. Kohler. Morey, F. SillI'lll'YZlllt, C. Hewitt. R. Buhler, C. King, E. Sehermerhoru. f ,L 1N J Page Forty-six 9 o THE HOUR GLASS xixxixo DRAMATIC CLUB One day in assembly, Mr. Cofl'ee made the announcement that a Dramatic Club would be started under the direction of Miss Teller. He also said there would be tryouts for the prize speaking contest. At the first meeting of the club only :1 few showed up. Miss Teller handed in the names of seven people who were to be in the speaking contest. They were Robert Sturdevnnt, Lyle Stilwell, Tony Sortino, Clara Pidin- kofska, Elizabeth Foote, Amy Davis and Dorothy Mason. Miss Teller also gave out parts for the play, Two Slatterns and :1 King, by Millay, to be given in assembly. VVhen the play was presented Miss Teller announced that new members would be welcomed and explained all about it. That night the library was crowded with pupils who wished to join. Officers were elected. Ida Mildahn was chosen Presidentg Dorothy Mason, Vice- Presidentg Betty Foote, Secreturyg Donald Gazley, Treasurer. It was also decided that they would meet on Tuesday every two weeks. 4, i ,Musa :- vel V QS VN 1? P PM If A il wil IQQFKF! I . ' 'irfjlll 1 H' Pwffif 1 , 'YJ7'-WK ml ' ' L-ii .1-:J iw ' 'A , 'K '--IE 1,5-.,..... y a A ,M vfv.'-51915.-sis? 1,1 ' 'rf . vw it-'-g-.1 I, J, V ,7 A X 5- vdtp l ' ? i,1,.,y,2 .N .- . 3 N w,r.'.'3g ,ri T E 1 Znlmljgah I :X f 1' 'fi' 5 ii 15' i lr 2 ff lv MJKZVA, , , X 1 -y .YL 41 . - ,?i',i-, ' '4,? 1 'J if ,S-.pjiw 6 .J V Wi, wvziif. 'dai 77 I, f 'xr -I'-' I 'ff H :QW'.e ir ,lg . Q .- i yn, . - .i ,I . Page Forty-seven O THE HOUR GLASS l !l lO SHAHROTEN SOCIETY Front Row tleft to rigllty-Ralymoml Moulton, Gladys Siturdevunt, Miss Steele 1Adviserj, Dorothy Mason, Ilulph llurrus 1l'rc-sidenlj, Luurene Fuller, Alive Brandi, Alberta XYlgnull, Irving Anderson. Second HUWW'-1f'lI1lPl0H King, Donuld Ostrunder, Bernice Reynolds, Helen Vhlgor. Burlmru Brown. lletly Foote, Evelyn Sellumueller, Margaret Doyle. Third Row-Arthur Su-Il'en, Alfred Streppu, Curl Burlingame, Joseph Tran, Duvid Green, Esther Murphy, Harriet llinglnnn, June Nveleh, Mury Whltlllan. Fourth Row-Albert Knapp, Duvld l-lodngson, Marjorie Clark, Kittie Monteith, Lucille Murtln, Loretta Sullivan, Edward Surrey, xmyillifllll Boulton. Page Forty-eight 0 THE HOUR GLASS O SHABROTEN SOCIETY President . . . ..... Ralph Burrus Vice-President . . . .... Irving Anderson Secretary . . . . . .Dorothy Mason Treasurer .............. ........... L aurene Fuller This year the Shahroten Society has continued under the guidance of Miss Steele. This organization has heen very active in that they have had several parties during' the winter. However, they have not neglected the original idea of the society-to study literature. They are right now per- fecting a play which they intend to present in assembly. I: 1 : ' I 41. , . -T .jaw ' ng, ' ,.!'!?53QT3ii'i -it f .J . X i . t N -iiL f 'fW-li' Q , Y ,- f' iii, 1 .11 1- . ' . Q- f 4 ' ff' my-T Q .um ' wil i . N fl T-3 ' .f' - ,i3 gr-Lfi'Q:- 7 1 , V -L-. MTL 1-1- .-, ' ' 1 -egg: Page Fortygnine O THE HOUR GLASS i ll !0 SENIOR. PLAY CAST Back Row tleft to vigzlltl-llsuunlsl Ostrumler, Duvhl Hodgson. Claude Elnery, Joseph Trang John Parks, David Green. Front Row-Ha-len VunNorm:ln, Clmrluttv Doe-lu-n-iuer, Miss Smith fDir1-ectrensj, Ida Mildan. Lucille Martin. Page Fifiy o YM?-R ff JA92 ?'SyXG3g4 f'ldKe'g:s.?-5vS6f' Ffgevzgaavamwim f 'AiEK1f'!w,5 ,AQ :Si 'S 3 ivxvewggi . wwf' MW . , - Q - ' 5 Ili: O THE HOUR GLASS 0 PICS Pigs, our Senior play, was presented to the public on November 22nd and 23rd. The great success of the play was due to the excellent directing of Miss Catherine Smith, teacher of Third and Fourth year English. The characters were: Thomas Atkins, a none too successful lawyerkJoseph Trau. Ellen Atkins, his wife-Lucille Martin. Thomas Atkins, Jr., his younger sonfllavid Hodgson. Spencer Atkins, his eldcr son--Claude Emery. Mildred Cushing, Junior's unrecognized fiancee-Helen Van Norman. Hector Spencer, his lJl'0iZl1Cl'-ll1-l?lVViJ7!Ck Parks. Grandma Spencer, his mother-in-laws-Charlotte Doebereiner. Lenore Hastings, just in love most of the time-Ida Mildahn. Smith Hastings, her father-Donald Ostrander. Dr. Springer, a veterinary-David Greene. The story took place in the small town of Medbury, Illinois. Junior Atkins and' his fiancee, Mildred Cushing, were very desirous of securing two hundred and fifty dollars for the purpose of buying two hundred' and fifty pigs which had the cholera. Junior was sure that he could cure them. After seeking aid from every possible means, Mildred decided that they would blackmail her cousin, Lenore Hastings, for the sum. They secured the money but here complications set in and several families became involved. After a great deal of explaining, Junior and Mildred were forgiven for their rash act and were able to aid Mr, Atkins, Junior's father, in a serious finan- cial difficulty. i, .CQ2. M,2'1?xgi'iilf E0 i L L. .J lb XL! Page Fifty-one 0 THE HOUR GLASS lC:Zl! l'0 AT LARGE IN FAlRPORT'S DIRECTORY The Schoohnaster was taking the Daly roll call when the Castor came off his chair. He raised a Rowe, in a Sharp voice. You Fellows are Goetten too Fuller tricks, said he, Rising in a Huff. He was not at Allen a good humor because of Bolton his Coffee while it was still Moulton. His Burns made him kind O'I.eary of the Bacon which was of' Ryon. Since he was a Talhnan, he couldn't Crane his Long neck without his throat sMartin. If DeLand was Dryer Iid take you out and Busst it out of you. VVhat's Morefyj I VVarnQerj you for the last time of sliding on the Bannister. IfVhen he was Dunn his Hare stood up like Steele. He turned around and saw Jesse, his young French sweetie standing in the door. He Hartley dared Facer. VVithout Budgeon an inch his face turned Greene, then Brown like a Coon. He knew that trouble was brEwing, because the Knight before he had made bold to Turner down. She came when he was not looking and cauglit him Knapptingj. The class couldn't help I.augvhCljin' so she de- cided to VVard them out. Run along, now, hurry-Du Bois, said she. YVelQchj you can't Parke here all day, said he in a VVeiry voice, when they had gone. VVhit, man, don't he so Goulfdj to me. I shall not Goyette. I must get to the Foote of this. VVhy did you give me the Fritts F Seeing that he couldnit IVagor, he started Steffen her. I am not Rich enough to pay our Bills and we ean't live on Charity, that's the Maine reason, he answered. You forget my father Holtz as much Land as a King. You Wood l Grood'ell,,' he cried, you can't make a Donkey out of me. Mabfrby you don't know I'm Stillwell enough to Philip my pocketbook better than any Hickfeyjsf' he added in Dudley earnest. Hc then told her that a woman who Stolt was so Lowtlerjless he couldn't Barrett any longer and said he would refuse to Bahler out of jail. She saw that it was useless to Jewitt any longer so she went out the first door Handy, calling hack over her shoulder, I hope all your children are Schumachersln And getting in her Surrey drove away singing There's a Rainbow 'round my shoulder. He went home Ferris solitary supper of Salmon. ...... ,PQ Q Q f n: T: ' 7 Sis?-411 Page, Fifetyctwo ATHLETICS is Auf' fv Elie! 0 THE HOUR.GLASS 0 W V ..l...... N FOOTBALL TEAM Front Row fleft to rlghtl-Fred Phillips, Chester Coryell, Wuylnml Hare, Francis Wood, Carl Burlingame, Neil Burbank, Charles Bridges, David Hodgson, Alfred Streppa. Second Row-William Boulton fManugerJ, Allen Sullivan, Tony Sortinn, D. Holtz, Fred Welsenberger, Joseph Tran, Thomas Dowd, John Buss, Samuel Fleudnch, Howard Richardson fC0achJ. Third Row-Ralph Burrnsg Arthur Steffen, Noll Apostul, Robert Sturdevant, Charles Hewitt. fax SQ. ff Page Fifty-four O THE HOUR GLASS O FOOTBALL- 1929 A very likely looking squad of young men answered Coach Richardson's call for football this year. Led by Captain Burlingame, Fairport had high hopes of capturing the first Monroe County League Football title. The season was started well when we defeated Palmyra in our first game by the score of 19 to 7. Surely this was a fine beginning but did not indicate what was in store for us during the rest of the season. Because several players on the club failed to pull together we were defeated by two of our gliitterest rivals. East Rochester pulled the upset of the season by walloping fiis to the tune of 13 to 0. To add insultto injury Webster also defeated us in a disgraceful manner by 12 to 0. Some of the other games could be excused but to let those clubs trim us and even shut us out was a thing unheard of before. The season was a failure due to the loss of those two games which are the high spots in any athletic schedule for Fairport High. 1' Some of the boys on the club were loyal to the team and to the school. Captain Burlingame's work was outstanding all the season, as was that of Captain-elect Frank VVood. He certainly deserves the captaincy if anyone does and we congratulate him. Probably the best played game on the schedule was the Palmyra game. lt was in this contest that Vigaretti covered himself with glory by snaring three passes and racing for touchdowns each time. It was a noble exhibition of football playing and one long to be remembered. Palmyra came here with a stronger outfit than last year when they trimmed Fairport but were repulsed this year by a fighting and determined football aggregation. It was the only time all season that the old teamwork Was under way and it certainly was a pleasure to see a football machine perform the Way they did that day. It was really a pity that' we had such high hopes for our team based on that game and then see Old Fairport trampled in the dirt the rest of the season. VVell, that's that, and much water has gone over the well-known dam since then and prospects are bright for next year. The season ended with a record of 5 losses and 2 wins for an average of 285W- 'tFairport .......... 0 Following is the 1929 schedule and score: Fairport .......... 19 'X'Fairport ..... .. 6 Fairport... 0 4tFairport... O Fairport... 0 Fairport... 0 Fairport .......... 6 Palmyra . . . Pittsford .... Medina ...... East Rochester Ithaca ....... Geneva ...... Albion .. Webster . . if League Games. Captain-Carl Burlingame. Manager-William Bolton, Coach-H. G. Richardson. The following are a few football statistics compiled over a three-year period under Coach Richardson. Fairport won 13 games and lost 7 for an average of 650. The total points scored by Fairport was 255 and by op- ponents was 250. It was against the hardest football teams in this part of the state. One thing can be said to our credit and' that is we do not pick set-ups in our athletic schedules. Page Fifty-five 'O THE HOUR GLASS l ll l'O BOYS' BASIKETBALL TEAIVI Front Row fleft to rightj-Roy Salporlto, Fred Phillips. Second Row-Fred VVeisenlwl'ger, Earl liuruharl. George Salmon 1C1lllflllllJ, Ralph Burrus, Edwurd Dunn. Third Row-Arthur Steffen, Donald Ostrunder 1NIllllllg9l'j, Mike Barrett, Howard Richardson illonchj, Francis VVood. Tlumms Dowd. Page Fifty-six o THE HOUR GLASS l l! lO BASKETBALL-1929-30 When Coach Richardson issued the call for Basketball this year, one of the greatest and strongest groups of cage stars answered the call. To all indications we were headed for a great year on the court. We had back this year the veterans-Barrett, WVeisenberg'er, Burrus, and Captain Salmon. Along with these boys there was such excellent material as Shackler Dunn, Farmer Wood, Duke Fitzgerald, Ted Philips, Barney Barnhart, Gervasi Saporito with which to build a team able to uphold the fine record already made by Fairport in basketball. The season was started in great fashion by trouncing a big strong Victor team to the tune of 17 to 23. This was one of the best played games of the year despite the lack of practice due to football. We next encountered our first league foe which proved to be Pittsford. Due to the fine work of Barrett, VVood and Barnhart we succeeded in walloping them by a large score. To tell the type of ball the lads were playing, the veterans Burrus and Capt. Salmon were content to sit on the bench in order to have a greater team for Fairport. Whatever happened at this stage of the season is a question. Whether the boys became a bit over-confident or careless we do not know. At any rate the team traveled to lrondequoit and were badly de- feated by that team 25 to 17. Incidentally this team won the League Cham- pionship and the right to play in Rochester. At this stage of the race Fair- port took a reversal of form. We did succeed in beating a strong Brockport quintet but the next week we were practically put out of the running by a defeat at the hands of Spencerport. All the rest of the season due either to ineligibility or selfishness on the part of several players, we played just fair basketball. With all this fine material we were not able to produce a consistent winner for old Fairport. The season was a success in that we won more games than we lost, which is some consolation. The bright spots on our schedule were those two humiliating defeats administered to our ancient enemy, East Rochester, which made up for that football defeat earlier in the fall. We also broke even with Webster much to our own satisfaction. The game over here was one of the best exhibitions of real fight and spirit ever shown by any Fair- port team. Webster got the jump on us at the very start and at half-time led by 14 to 6. Some pep was put into the boys by acting-coach Salmon and tl1e boys went forth to battle to the very end. Anyone who saw that game will verify this contention when we say it was the best up-hill battle the boys staged all year. If they had fought like this in some of the other games, the outcome in this League might have been different. One other game we would like to dwell on was that Alumni game. The old grads came up very confident of taking those fresh kids into camp. The first half cer- tainly looked it when the score read 11 to 41 for the Alumni. Coach Rich- ardson must have given his boys some special talk or else it was that candy given by our faithful supporter, Mr. Tinney. At any rate they came back the last half and passed that ball around in grand style to put the skids under Captain Powers and his bunch of old grads. A word must be said in behalf of Art Watson for the good game he put up. He showed his old- time dash and good eye to advantage but the school boys were not to be denied. Well, boys, we did1n't set the World on fire with our basketball but we did have a lot of fun, hey Mike ? Boys, remember the trip to Corning and who read Daddy Farnsworth's letter? Boy, wasn't he mad? Who were Page Fifty-seven O THE HOUR GLASS i !l l'O the prowlers up in the Club? Maybe Doud could better answer that than we. What did you do with all those towels, Claude You must have had enough to start a small sized hotel of your own, hey? We cannot verify this but it was reported that Ted,' Streppa took a bath four times while he was at Corning. Not because he needed them, you understand, but be- cause as he said, he wanted his moneyys worth! By the way, Dave, have you thawed out yet from your ride home? If you had not wanted all the blankets, we would not have had to throw them out. CHa! Halj Several of the young men attended a party given in their honor while they were at Corning. It was reported that Daddy Farnsworth amused the young ladies present both by his speech and his antics which are really good if you have seen them. Many of you will no doubt wish to know where Shackler Dunn received his nickname. Well, it was like this. The night of the Spencerport game Dunn said he wanted to play the ace of the Spen- cerport team, Kincaid. Not wishing to disappoint the young lad, Coach Richardson gave his consent. That game is a nightmare to many of us yet. When the smoke had cleared away Kincaid had scored a total of twenty points! Thus we have Shackler Dunn due to his ability to shackle the opposition! Perhaps you have become tired of our ramblings so we will get down to facts once more. The prospect for a great year next season looms up due to the amount of material available. The only ones graduating are Hodgson, Burrus, Emery and Salmon. Yet not one of those lads played regular this year. We shall have a full team back consisting of Captain Barrett, Wood, E. Dunn, Weisy, Saporito, Phillips, Barnhart and Russell Dunn who will no doubt make the varsity next year. With the great experience gained this year we look for a successful season next year and we, the 1930 Seniors, extend to you every wish for a great and successful season. May you all pull together because, after all, that should be your aim on any team. We predict that if those lads once get the spirit of teamwork, they will put old Fairport back on the map where she belongs after a few years of mediocre play. Don't forget, boys, we will be in the stands pulling for you to come through because we know you have the ability and all you need is to acquire grit, fight, and determination for a successful season. BASKETBALL SCHEDULE 1929-30 Fairport Opposition Victor ...... .... 2 3 17 'fPi'ttsford . . .1 .... 341 20 Owls ....... .... 2 3 22 'xlrondequoit . . . .... 17 25 Brockport .... .... 2 0 17 l Spencerport . . ..,. 21 25 Geneva ..... .... 1 1 17 Alumni ..... .... 2 1 16 Owls ........ . . . L22 20 Blast Rochester . . .... 17 14 9'East Rochester .... .... 2 8 15 Brockport ......... .... 2 O 16 Ontario ............. .... 1 9 16 School of Commerce .... 16 38 i Spencerport ....... ..... 2 5 35 itlrondequoit . . . .... 27 30 Page Fifty-eight 0 THE HOUR GLASS l lI lO 'Pittsford .. . ..... ..... 3 5 21 Corning . . . . .28 20 'Webster . . . . .27 23 1'Webster . . . . .18 21 Ontario ........... . . .19 22 Aquinas ................... . . .16 24' '16 League Games. Captain-George Salmon. Manager-Donald Ostrander. Coach-H. G. Richardson. Won 12. Lost 10. Average, 5445Z. Following is a short summary of Basketball under the supervision of H. G. Richardson, during three years. Fairport Won 30 and lost 27 for a per- centage of 52870. It is interesting to note that in six contests with our ancient foe, East Rochester, Fairport has captured five of those six games. In six games with Webster, Fairport has captured four of six games. This at least speaks well concerning our competition with our nearest enemies. Those games are always the hardest games on our schedule and it is a credit to the school and to Coach Richardson that we are able to point with pride to such a fine record. RITZY RHYTHMS Arise men of Valor, your courage renew Advancing' our standards bold, the .lear old red and blue With valiant endeavor we'll vanquish the foe, Defeat or disl1onor's stain we never shall know. Now we cheer for F. H. S., we're proud of' her we must confess, VVe think she is the very best, you bet! Her students are a dandy bunch and all of them have got a hunch That our old team has got some punch, look out! VVhen our boys get in the game, they give the other team a pain And send them right back home again to MAMA. Loyal to our Alma Mater, bet your life, we'll never falter, S0 We'll give a big yell for her, RAH! Tho' they sing E. R., Pittsford and Webster too, Tho' they boast of mighty 'teamsg For us 'tis red and blue, Fairport's halls shall ere abound With crimson heroes crowned, And old Fairport is the song With which our campus shall ere resound. Never fear, give a cheer for Fairport, 'Tis the place where men are bold, With relentless strength and courage We will fight, fight as of old. When our sons rush into battle, A mighty foe they'll be, F-A-I-R-P-O-R and T and glorious victory. Page Fifty-nine O THE HOUR GLASS 0 BASEBALL 'PEA NI Front Row fleft to right!-Donald Holtz, Edward Murphy, Gordon Seaman, Howard Swartz, Tony Sortino. Second Row-Francis WYood, Cm-l Burllmxunn-, Ralph Burrus, Neil Burbank, Roy Moulton 1Munagerj, David Hodgson, Fred VVelsenberg:,'er, Francis Fitzgerald, Fred Phillips. 'l'hlrd Row-Leo Clifford, Charles Hewitt, Joe Buruger, Bruce Fneer, Wnylnnll Hare, Albert Knapp, Roy Snporlto, Danny IiaMnnh-xl, Alfred Streppa, Jack Vvllson, H. C. Richardson fCoachJ. f Get in the game to win, boys, Every blessed m0ther's son of you, -Stand firm along the line, boys, Watch the ball, this time it's going throughg 'Tonight we'll be victorious, Omens have been sure and true, Get in the game to win boys, Old Fairport High, she calls to you. March, march, march on to victory, Tramp, tramp, tramp o'er the enemy, Step, step, step forward to the fray, Fight, fight, fight all our foes away, See our team, it's a dandy sight, Whois all right, why our team's all right Shout Rah, Rah, cheer her noble name, Old Fairport wins the game, Page Sixty 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 BASEBALL On April 7, the first call for Baseball candidates was issued. Many new men came out. The season this year is expected to center mostly around last year's letter men, who are Burlingame, YVeisenberger, Hodgson, Sortino, Phillips, Burbank, Burrus, and VVood. The diamond this year is in very poor condition, due to the attempt to have a hockey rink. Manager Em Moulton will soon have his clean-up squad in shape raking and grading. This year many new men are to make an appearance. Among these we find Schackler Dunn, who will be our chief talker, Slim Emery, who is expected to take W'illiam's place in chewing Red Man or Iron Horsey Dot Fitzgerald, our womanis man, Lanky Barnhart and many others, who will no doubt do the dirty work around the diamond. lVe also expect to see Lee Clifford, last. year's mascot, aided by some other husky Freshman chasing balls and keeping things in general order. Manager Emu Moulton has arranged the following schedule, composed of eight league games and seven non-league games. The league is made up of East Rochester, Webster, Pittsford, Honeoyc Falls, and Fairport. April 29-Fairport at Pittsford May 2-Fairport at VVebster 3-Monroe at Fairport 7-Palmyra at Fairport 9-East Rochester at Fairport Ill-Watierloo at Fairport 13--Fairport at East Rochester 16-Honeoye Falls at Fairport I7--Aquinas at Fairport 23-VVebster at Fairport 244-Fairport at Waterloo 27gFairport at Honeoye Falls 29-Pittsford at Fairport June 7-Fairport at Aquinas 1-1-Fairport at Palmyra This schedule is subject to change. -R. Burrus. :Cali '95 : E E 1t s ' 4? ' ' 1 551 E Page Six-ty-one O THE HOUR GLASS l li l0 GIRLS' IIXSK l'1'l'Il.K LI, 'PEA Rl Front Row th-fl In right!--Ninn lzflllllt-'l , Shirlm-y lhnu-r ll41lll13lill,. S4-cnnd ll01Y-lll'll'lI V5'zu::or, .klivv llrxllllli, .irh-nv sf1'Yl'llS- lA0l'l 1Il llurrvii. 'l'Illr1l Raw-Nluryxurei l':lrls-nlustn, Ilulvn YIIIIXOFIIIXIII, Hrs. llowzlrd llil'llllI'llN0ll 1I'0zl1-Ill. YFIIPIIIIXI Dunk, Aullrvy Dunn. Page Sixty-two O THE HOUR GLASS O GIRLS' BASKETBALL 1929-30 The season closed this year with just the least twinge of disappointment for the team. So near and yet so far-to the championship! The tied game with Irondequoit which was allowed to stand proved to be the obstacle which made the championship a greased pig that slipped just out of reach. However, from the standpoint of percentage of games won the season was a success. Of thirteen games played, ten were won, three lost, and one tied. To the four regulars who returned this season were added two valuable members, Nina Bramer and Margaret Carlamusto, lettermen who, with Helen VVagor, formed the defense section of the team. At the other end of the court were the forwards, Arlene and Shirley, to get in. some of those nice steves you've seen them make, and the center, Alice, who again proved a valuable asset-as a floor mop. VVe were fortunate also in having excellent subs of the variety to be de- pended on to do their liest and do it well, and to them we extend the right hand of fellowship. We truly appreciate the fine work of Loretta Barrett, Audrey Dunn, Thelma Donk, and Helen Van Norman and we also wish to extend to Loretta best wishes for success as next season's captain. The lineup: Arlene Stevens, Right Forward Shirley Bower CCaptainl--Left Forward Alice Brandt-Center Forward Margaret Carlamusto-Center Guard Nina Bramer fManagerj-Left Guard Helen VVagor-Right Guard Subs: Loretta Barrett, Helen Van Norman Audrey Dunn, Thelma Donk SCHEDULE OF GAMES Nov. -Fairport Victor ..... . . .21 Dec. 6-Fairport Pittsford . . . . . . 18 Dec. 13-Fairport ........ Irondequoit ...... 11 Dec. -Fairport Spencerport ..... 141 Jan. 10-Fairport E. Rochester .... 15 Jan. 17-Fairport E. Rochester .... 19 Jan. 31-Fairport Spencerport ..... 18 Feb. 7-Fairport Irondequoit ...... 17 Feb. 8-Fairport Ontario .... . . .23 Feb. 141-Fairport Pittsford . . . . . .36 Febf -Fairport Webster . . . . .13 Feb. -Fairport VVebster . . . . .16 Mar. -Fairport ........ Ontario . . . . . .21 Page Sixty-three O THE HOUR GLASS ! l1 l0 TR A CIC TEA NI Buck Row Ueft to rgihtl-R. Farnsworth, NV. Guurino, ll. Sturdevant, R. Ebert, N. Surrey, G. Neerbasch, E. Goodell. Front Row-R. Main, E. Sharp. i EQ-'21 Page Sixty-four o THE HOUR GLASS o TRACK Some years ago Fairport High boasted of a track team second to none in this section. VVe had regular meets with other schools and it was considered a maj or sport in the High School. Since that time Track has gradually been on the decline on account of the loss of interest, and lack of proper equipment. The boys would rather play football, basketball or baseball than be Track men, so that the sport declined at the High School. Last year several of the boys expressed a willingness to try to organize a track team. Mr. Richard-son expressed his willingness to help and so several of the boys started training under Coach Richardson. The boys chose Robert Sturdevant as Captain. He was one of the leaders in the movement and worked hard in order to have a track made and to get enough boys to participate. We had several meets and they proved' highly suc- cessful. This year we are very fortunate in having a man associated with the track as our coach. Mr. Farnsworth has at the present time about twenty young lads out training under his supervision. We do not pretend to have any substantial track stars but the boys are willing to work hard and train and this is all Coach Farnsworth asks of his boys. The team is again led by Captain Sturdevant and veterans from last year are Gleason, Sharp, Goodell, Warner, Surrey and Holtz. Several meets have been scheduled and the boys are looking forward to one of the best years we ever have had in any sport. As we watch the boys warm up and practice we have cause to wonder at them. VVe admire their spirit, grit and determination to carry on, although they receive no encouragement from the rest of the students and have practically no equipment. This certainly shows real school spirit and we hope that more interest may be shown in the future. We admire Mr. Farnsworth's efforts and we know the boys all appreciate what he is doing for them. He is giving his time to them in order that they may have the benefit of real coaching and a chance to learn something about the game. KEEP RIGHT ON TO THE END OF THE GAME Ev'ry loyal heart of Old Fairport High Thrills with joy and swells with pride, For the fight is on with a purpose strong To win laurels that abide. Your Alma Mater true sends out this call to you: Chorus: Keep right on to the end of the game, Keep right on to the eudg Though the way be long and the foe be strong, Keep right on to the end. Though you're tired and weary still battle on, Till the goal you have sought for is wong When valiant strife made a part of life, Finds you there at the end of the game. With a big stout heart for the test and grind We can get there with a smile, With a good kind thought and the end in view, We can cut short maybe a mile. So, Alma Mater true, we hear this call from you: Page Sixty-five 0 Page Sixty-six THE HOUR GLASS RAH RAHS FOR FAIRPORT Victory, victory, victory, V-i-c-t-o-r-y, Victory, victory, victory, Team, team, team! Fairport, rah, rah! Fairport, rah, rah! Who rah, who rah, Fairport, rah, rah! F-a-i-r-p-o-r-t, Fairport F-a-i-r-p-o-r-t, Fairport F-a-i-r-p-o-r-t, Fairport Team, team, team! Sapolio, sapolio, Clean 'em up, clean 'em up, Team, team, team! 2-4-6-8, What d'ye say we percolate. We may have tuberculosis, VVe may have only one lung, But when we get through with - They'll wish they'd never begun! Fight, Fight, Red and Blue, Fight, fight, till you're through, Team, team, team! With a vevo, with a vivo, With a vevo, vivo, vum, Boom get a rat trap bigger than a cat trap, Boom get a rat trap bigger than a cat trap, Cannibal, cannibal, sis, boom, bah! Fairport High School, rah! rah! rah! Hobble, gobble, Razzle, dazzle, Sis, boom, bah! Fairport High School, rah! rah! rah! S ------- boom bah ! Fairport! Team, team, team! LITERARY o THE HOUR GLASS Klflicrrlo ODYSSEUS VISITS THE CYCLOPS A purr of wings and a roar of motors sounded in the distance as a squadron of airships containing a party of stock-brokers and theatrical managers approached. At the head of this band of vagrants was Odysseus, of Greek derivation, who was returning from the Olympic games in Troy. Landing in the back yard, he taxied to the West side and tiptoed through the tulips and into thc back door which was very rustic in effect. In the absence of the proprietor, who was golfing at the country club, he leisurely went to the Frigidaire, where he captured a cold chicken, which he forth- with and immediately devoured. He repaired to the bathroom where he in- dulged in a rejuvenating shower to the tune of Singing in the Bathtub. Then he donned his bed-room slippers and bathrobe and listened to W'HAM's childrens hour. Polyphemus returned in a very unpleasant frame of mind having broken his favorite mashie. When Odysseus and his men perceived- the instant death looku in his eye, Qby the way, his only eyej they hid in his favorite wine-cellar. A very unfortunate accident occurred when a hot water pipe, directly over the wine cellar, burst. As it was damaging their tuxedoes and trickling down their vertebrae, they sent forth a volley of shouts heard round the world. Polyphemus abandoned his Fairport Herald and rushed to the spot. Roused to anger by the fact that his bootlegger's best had been watered, he fell upon two of the men and devoured them. It seems this Cyclops person had a ravenous appetite. He then conducted his guests to his private recreation room where they played pool until the wee hours of the morning. The following afternoon the giant meandered down to the golf links to play a foursome with some friends, but before he left he securely locked all the doors. VVhen he returned, he ate two more men, making a total of six, as he had breakfasted on two of the chubbiest in the morning. Thence he went to the wine-cellar. After about the seventh round of cocktails, he emerged from the cellar. The staircase appeared in 'the distance, standing first on one end and then on the other. As the monster passed through the library, Odysseus, who was pouring over The Ancient Mariner, noticed his condition. The house shook as the giant sank to the floor in a drunken slumber. Odysseus, taking hasty counsel with his comrades, decided that they could not ruin their reputations by remaining in such environment another minute. Whereupon he seized a golf club and plunged it into the eye of the giant. Then Odysseus and his comrades tied themselves to the breasts of the huge hunting dogs of Polyphemus. When the door was opened for the dogs, Polyphemus did not dream that he was freeing his enemies. The men climbed into their cockpits and taxied around to aggravate the old man. As the vision of the huge man had not been improved by the thrust of the golf stick, he could not bring them down with his anti-air-craft guns. Thus Odysseus flew safely home to resume an argument with his wife. -Joseph Goetten. Page Sixty-eight 0 THE HOUR GLASS O HUMAN PARASITES In Biology we study about parasites. These are little animals that live on or within a plant or animal. Some examples of these are lice, fleas, and ticks. When we talk of human parasites we mean people that live as much as possible on others. Nature did not intend people to live as these little animals do, but people who are too lazy or greedy to provide for their own needs or pleasures live on others in somewhat the same way. The class of human parasites that school girls and boys come in 'contact with the most are the kind that never have any paper, pens, ink, erasers, pencils, books or prepared lessons. They go from class to class and borrow what they need without the slightest intention of paying it back. Another kind is the neighbor who is always out of some necessity when he starts to do something. For instance a woman starts a cake and finds she has no flour or starts to make a pie and finds she has no lard. A man is going to rake the yard and can't find his rake, or wash his car and has mis- laid his sponge. These neighbors scarcely ever pay back what they borrow and if you go to them to borrow something they just never seem to have it or somebody else had borrowed it that very morning. A third class of human parasites is the gold diggerf' This is the sweet, blonde girl with the baby face and innocent looking' eyes wl1o is always ready to go out, but who always has something else to do or is so tired or has such a headachen when a friend wishes to spend the evening with her at home. She just loves flowers and candy and is always ready to go window shoppingu with a wealthy elderly man. The fourth and last class of these so-called human parasites is the kind that comes to Sunday School without any money for collection or who wants some candy and hasn't any money or who has lost his carfare. You are extremely lucky if you ever see your money again after lending it to this kind, and still more fortunate if they are ever able to lend you any. -Leah Pritchard. DAY-DREAMS I long to travel far and wide To see sights strange and queer, To roam the world, to sail the seas, But I know I'll stay right here. I want to ride a camel on the steaming desert sands, To find adventure, thrill and fun In dark mysterious lands. But when I've crossed the Barge Canal, my traveling is done. I'll never know the thrill of seeking foreign shores, Of riding in a rickshaw, or exploring British Moors, The spice of snaky India, the geay whoopee of France, That's pulling at my heart strings, Will ne'er this life enhance. I'll settle down to book and pen To life without a thrill, I'll probably be a staid dry preacher, Or, worse yet, an English teacher. -Alice Brandt. Page Sixty-nine o THE HOUR GLASS o THEMOOSEHEAD Marie had always hated the huge moose-head which hung on the wa.ll in her father's cabin. It seemed somehow sinister and evil with its huge, spreading antlers and wide distended nostrils. As a child she had feared it and even now though she was seventeen, it held a strange fascination for her. It was really a remarkable head, the pride of her father's heart, and won the admiration of all who saw it. Added to that, it was worth a great deal and had occasioned many offers even exceeding its value, but Peter Booth would not have sold it for anything. He had captured the moose in the West and had brought it cautiously and proudly to his new home on the shore of Lake Seneca. The Indian visitors to the cabin frankly coveted it, but you may be sure that Peter kept a watchful eye on it from morn till night. Marie's mother was dead. She had a brother three years older than herself and besides her father no other relations in the world as far as she knew. Their cabin was not particularly comfortable but in comparison with their nearest neighb0r's, about five miles away, it was extremely cozy. Marie, of course, had filled her mother's place ever since she was old enough to remember. Life had not been particularly kind to Marie, yet she found it good. It was a pleasure just to watch the sun as it rose, seemingly out of the lake, and cast a rosy glow over the peacefulness of early morning. It was a pleasure to drift idly in a canoe and watch white clouds drift lazily through a blue sky. So Marie was feeling at peace with the world at large, humming at her work of preparing breakfast, one particularly bright day in late August. John, her brother, had been gone for nearly three Weeks on a visit to a settlement further up-state. He was expected home almost any time and many times during a day Marie found herself scanning the path through the hills to catch sight of him. This particular day, she and her father had scarcely seated themselves at the table for breakfast when a figure appeared far over on the second hill. Scarcely knowing whether to run and meet him or not, for Marie was sure it was her brother, she stood irresolutely in the doorway shading her eyes with her hand. Her fathelj joined her. That isn't John's walk, my girl, he stated. And whoever it is, has no gun and is pretty well tuckered out. Oh, father, do you suppose something has happened to John? He wasn't feeling very well when he left. No, Marie, I don't think so, The boy knows how to take care of him- self. Let's eat breakfast. By that time our traveller should be here. But Marie could not entirely down her fears and returned again and again to peer anxiously at the oncoming Wayfarer. He was rapidly drawing closer and when not far off he broke into a run. Father, I'm sure there's something wrong. Peter again joined his daughter and the two watched intently. You may be right. I'll go out and meet him. I'm going, too, spoke Marie. I can't stand it to stay here and wait. Come along, then, let's hurryf' In a few minutes they had reached the man. His face was pale and drawng he seemed on the verge of collapse. Are you Peter Booth? he gasped out. Yes, speak quickly, what is it, my man P Your son has been captured by the Indians. He is held for ransom. Chief White Feather wants you to hold conference with him about the Page Seventy O THE HOUR GLASS 0 ransom. I- But the man had fallen in a heap. When they had succeeded in reviving him, the man gave the added information that he had traveled for five days with no more food than what he could get as he traveled. John had sent him to inform Peter Booth of his capture. The chief wants you to be at the big tree fifteen miles due north by sun- rise tomorrow morning. He will tell you what must be done to release John. That is all I know. Oh, father, what will they do to him? I just knew something was wrong. I wish he had never gone on that trip. Peter's face had suddenly gone pale and old. Never mind, daughter, I will hurry and find out what they want. I think John is quite safe. We must give this man food and shelter. Two days later Peter Booth returned to his cabin. In answer to his daughter's anxious question he slumped wearily into a chair. It's all right. John is safe. IfVe will redeem him tomorrow. His head sank to the table. It,s only a subterfuge. They want my moose- head and have chosen this way of getting it. They didn't want John, they're only using him as a means to an end. I doubt if they would really do anything to him but of course I will have to give up the head. It's mostly that rogue of a chief anyway-he has a bad influence on the tribe. If we had a few men here we could put it over on them but they have the upper hand now. I hate to let them have their way so easily. Fondly he took down the moose's head and sat looking at it. Marie could not entirely repress a certain feeling of gladness, although she realized how keenly her father would feel his loss. It seemed to her that the moose head signified everything evil and disagreeable. It certainly had caused trouble enough now. It would be a relief not to have to face it every day. Quietly she made preparations to go with her father. The transactions had all been completed. John was released, the moose- head given over to Chief VVhite Feather, and the Booths had prepared to camp for the night before returning home. Marie peeped out of her tent. The moon was coming up over the lake, bathing everything in silver. Marie had formed a daring plan. Knowing that her father and brother would attempt to regain the moose-head at a later date and thus bring about more trouble, she had determined to bring the whole affair to an end. The Chief, having secured the white men's promise not to make a move toward regaining it until the moon had come and gone again three times would not be very vigilantly on guard. Peter Booth's word was as good as his bondg he had never broken a promise to them. Reflecting on these facts, Marie cautiously stole out of her tent. She felt no compunction in what she was about to attempt because the Indians had not thought to secure her promise with that of her father and brother. The Indian camp was not far off. She hastily made her way to the group of four wigwams. This would be the ticklish part of her feat. Not knowing which was the chief's tent she must peer cautiously into each one until she located the moose-head. Carefully she lifted the flaps of two of the wigwams and looked inside, to no avail. Before the third one she suddenly stopped. It sounded as if someone was walking stealthily through the forest. Quickly she looked inside the Wigwam. There was no one there-but there sat the moose-head. Hastily snatching it up she crouched behind the wigwam. A few minutes later the chief stepped out of the shadows and entered his wigwam. Marie, goaded almost to despera- tion, crept softly away and when at a safe distance, began to run. Straight to the water's edge she hastened, fleet as a deer. The canoe which her Page Seventy-one 0 THE HOUR GLASS O brother had been carrying was on the beach ready for the return trip. Placing the moose-head inside, she launched the canoe. She jumped in and paddled swiftly out into the lake. She recognized the need for haste. There was no telling when White Feather would notice his loss. When she had reached what she judged the middle of the lake she stopped. Lifting the moose-head she threw it as far as she could. A minute later the waters of Seneca Lake closed over it. Suddenly the night began to grow dark. Clouds had drifted over the face of the moon. Mlarie silently gave thanks. No one could possibly see her from shore in such darkness. Quietly she paddled in, some distance away from where she had started. She beached the canoe and cautiously returned to her tent. In the morning the indignant Chief would accost her father, suspecting that he might have broken his promise. Marie, knowing her father, knew that the chief would realize the absurdity of such an occurence, and would direct suspicion at one of his braves. That would be for them to settle. Never again would the moose-head bring trouble to her family. The spell was broken. But Marie would never know how close she came to being discovered. The chief, thinking that he had heard a noise, had made his way to the water's edge just as clouds obscured the moon's light. Finding nothing, he had returned to his tent. Marie was safe. -Elizabeth Foote. A DAY IN THE COUNTRY On a fine Sunday morning at ten o'clock, Mr. and Mrs. Jones and the young son, Willie, set out to spend a day in the country. This will give you an idea of the time they had. As Mr. Jones backed their car out of the yard, Mrs. Jones started the action by inquiring, Now, William, are you sure you have enough gas? You know the last time you were out, we ran out of gas and the farmer that gave you some made that dirty crack about our little Willie. He said that he had ten of 'em but he was darn-ed glad none of 'em was a brat like this. Imagine that? Why our Willie is going to be a genius some day. Oh! Are you sure you won't get a flat tire? You know what happened last year and how you swore and some of them farmers came and they laughed at youg said it served you right. Oh, William, stop the car. I saw some lovely roses at that place. There isn't anybody home. I saw a car go away as we drove over the hill. Go and pick m-e some. Hurry up! Here comes a car and they might not like it. We're not hurting anything and more than likely they can't appre- ciate flowers either. Throw them away, Vlrilliam, they are full of funny bugs and I didn't want them anyway. Come on, William, drive on. Look out! Here comes a bus. Get out of the road, those drivers ought to be arrested driving like thatf, Mal Look at those sheep out there. Can't we stop and get one? I want one. No, darling, not today. VVe haven't got time. William! Look out, this car is coming so fast. You stay right in the middle of the road now, don't you turn out. There, it served him right. He's in the ditch. No, don't you stop. He might get nasty, you know, say it was our fault. Why, we ought to have him arrested. ' Oh! William, stop, see that lovely shady place, just the place to eat our lunch. Now, Willie, run and play while daddy and I get lunch ready. Page Seventy-two 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 What, that sign says keep out? Oh, don't pay any attention to it. Those farmers are so stingy, and never want to share anythingf' William, William, you hear me! Bring the pliers and cut the fence. I can't crawl through. I don't care, they haven't any business putting a fence up here. Oth, isn't it cool here? Willie, will you gather me some wood, please? Where can you get it? Oh, climb up and break some branches off those trees. Willie, shake down some apples while you are up there. Got the fire started, William? All right! I'll put the wieners on now. Willie, what are you doing? Oh! William, just look. Willie is just such an active dear, you know. I told. you he takes after my family. He's got the matches and has set fire to the dead grass along the fence. Let's eat now. VVillie, come on! Oh! Willie you left the gate to the cornfield open and all the cows have got into the corn. Never mind now. The farmer will chase them in when he sees them. Oh, that fire has caught to the haystask and it's burning! We had better get out of here. The farmer might say it was our fault. No, don't pick anything up, the farmer can do that if he wants it done. Hurry up! Start the car, somebody might see the smoke. Stop on top of this hill, VVilliam, so we can watch. A car has stopped there, see, now they're carrying water. Let's go! William, I'll bet they let. it burn to get the insurance money. It would be just like them. William! Just look what VVillie's got-two little ducklings. Aren't they sweet? You'll have to build a coop for them in the back yardf, We had a nice time anyway, today, didn't we? -Carl Uttrup. SOLITUDE Sparkling blue waters, Green-girded hills, Where the morn breaks in splendor And the sleepy bird trills. Waterfalls leaping And throwing their spray, Their beauty, for centuries Hidden away. Nights in the glow Of the campfire's light, Alone for an hour In a World that's all right.. The moon casting shadows That flicker and play, The last magic touch In a near-perfect day. Such is the spell That creeps into the heart, When the last glowing sparks From the fire depart. -Elizabeth Foote. Page Seventy-three o THE HOUR GLASS :inlay ONE CHRISTMAS NIGHT 'Tm gettin, pretty well along in years, VVillie.-Aseventv vears come next January, but I reckon I can still spin ye a fairly good yarn. I told this one to your father when he was about your age. You mind that about forty years gone now, we were havin' a war to get free from England-the country that we've just beat agin. Gineral George Washington was the head of that war. Your grandmoth-er wouldn't let me jine up 'til early in the summer of 1776, when the Continental Army was staying at New York, near by. I had a had time convincin' her that it was best fer me to go ,til I begun to praise up Gineral VVashington, and to say how it would be a shame if he didn't hev a nuff soldiers to fight the Britishers with. I mentioned that the Gineral's wife was named Marthy--the same as her,--and that kinda touched her. So she cried a little, and polished up my old flintloek, and told me to go and do my duty. I arriv' at the camp in New York early in the summer, and was purty well broke in to soldier's dees-cip-lin, by August. On August 27, as ye know, the Battle of Long Island begun. That was my first big battle- and it was a whopper. But I ain't a-goin' to bother ye with that, now. On the 30th we made the purtiest retreat I ever hear tell of. Course, a retreat ain't so good, but here, it was the only thing to be did. We was outnum- bered, outarmed, outelothed. This was the smartest retreat I ever seen, too-or anybody else for that matter. I fm chuckling yet over what Gineral How-e must hev thot when he got ready to ketch the l1ull army-and found they wasn't there! Well, we and the Britishers kept up quarrelin' over New York for a long time. By October, most of the army was gettin' ready to vacate as quick as their terms was up. I decided then 'u there I'd see that war to a finish. From here on, Gineral Washington begun to retreat steady, followed by the Hessians. Finally on Christmas Eve, we drew upon one side of the Delaware- with the Hessians on t'other side. 'Twas a miserable night. A cold rain had busted up the ice in the river and it floated around, hitting the bank once in a while with a crash. The men grumbled about their fires. VVe had few 'nough clothes to keep out the weather, and little in our stomachs. Some of us talked about other Christ- mases at home. Finally, Gineral Washin'ton called us all together. He asked us if we'd consider it a good 'nuff Christmas present to beat the Hessians or Britishers once. We yelled! How we hated them Hessians! Gineral VVashington smiled. He talked happier than he had for a long time. He asked us how many could row. I thanked the Hudson that I could raise my hand. Then he told us to lie low till the signal was given and then make for the boats assigned us. All Christmas Day we lay low. The Hessians acted suspicious. They had double sentinels posted. But that night the big house they used for headquarters was lit from top to bottom. All the soldiers but the sentries was to hev a Chris'mas dinner there. After awhile, when the big party was gettin' in full swing, the order went around to sneak to the boats. Most of the soldiers thot the Gineral's plan was crazy, considerin' the floatin, ice, but We was all desprit, and anythin' was better than just sittin'. Well, when I got to the boats, I found out that I was to help row the Gineral's. I was some proud, and I was bound to get that boat across safe, Page Seventy-four O THE HOUR GLASS O if it was up to me. Them officers in his staff was purty stout fellas. They helped push off the ice with the butts of their swords, even the Gineral helped. Once a great piece of ice nearly crashed into us. It was in front Where I was, so I pushed with my oar and my boot. Pushed so hard I fell in, but the Gineral grabbed me and pulled me out. Got him all wet doin' it. Iid hev fell in twenty times for that. Well, to make a long story short, we captured about two thousand picked Hessians who were sleepin' heavy after the big party. We found out later that two-thirds of the army had gave up tl1e attempt to cross. Only the Gineral's section got over. But we didn't need the rest. That was the best Christmas cel-y-bration I ever had. It just put life in the hull country. Well, it was a great war, Willie. And I reckon Gineral Washington was the greatest man this here United States ever saw. You can't go wrong by honoring him. -Kathryn Parke. THE MAGIC RAY Well, I guess we're due for a beating Saturday, spoke up Jim Smith as four boys started to break up at a corner. Yes, I think so too,,' replied Ray, another of the quartet. They say that the Glendale team uses professionals. Oh, maybe if We have a little luck, We'll Win, said a third. Joe Brown, the fourth member of the quartet, was silent during the com- ments but as he and Jim Smith walked towards their homes, after saying good-bye to the rest, he also began talking of the game. You know, Jim, it would be too bad to lose this football game after going through a season with no defeats, and it would be worse to lose to a team such as this Glendale team is reported to be.', Yes, I know it, replied Jim, and another thing it seems queer to me that they always ask to use that same ball in each gamef' Say, queried Joe, would you come around to the lab tomorrow after- noon, I think I've made :1 discovery ? With that he turned in at his home. The next afternoon Jim went to the school's chemistry lab. There was nothing singular in this because Joe had asked him to Witness some of his chemistry experiments before. Because Joe showed such an aptitude for chemistry the instructor let him use the laboratory almost whenever he wanted to. This time when Jim went into the laboratory he found Joe standing in front of an array of apparatus. When he saw Jim he said, C'mcre and put your hand over this test tube. Jim did as he requested and at once his hand began to feel numb and lifeless, but as soon as it was withdrawn from in front of the test tube, it returned to a normal condition. Then Jim suddenly thought of the football game. There were possi- bilities. Then Joe explained, You know that Prof. White lets me use the lab whenever I want it. I have been trying to find a cleaning solution and I found this. It works on animals the way it did on your handf, At once Jim thought of the football game. Say, he cried, why couldn't we use this to paralyze a few of those ringers that Glendale uses P Yes, I thought of that too, said Joe, but how could we carry it? Suddenly Jim shouted, I have it! I've got an old camera, we can rig it up in that and people will think that We're taking pictures. Page Seventy-five O THE HOUR GLASS O That's great, cried Joe enthusiastically, we'll do it. That night they fixed the test tube in the old camera. Then they tried it on a dog. It worked just as they had expected. The next afternoon, which was the afternoon of the game, they were walking along the road 'towards the field when they began talking about the consequences if anyone found them using this instrument. Finally they decided that it would be too unsportsmanlike to use it, but still .lim carried the camera. VVhen they arrived at the field their English professor saw the camera and asked to use it. They could not refuse so they had to let him take it, although they did it with quaking hearts. As the Glendale team trotted into the field, the professor got set to take a picture. When he snapped the shutter, one of the largest men on their team suddenly seemed to crumple up and fall. Next the professor took a picture of a center as he was about to snap the ball back to a waiting kicker. Suddenly the ball blew up almost knocking over the center. Then every- body ran out into the field at once. In the general mixup the professor, who was rather old and not as quick as he used to be, was thrown to the ground with the camera. The test tube was broken and the magic liquid was gone. Later the football was found to have an extra piece of leather sewn in, one which helped in the length of the kicks if used right. S0 their magic ray', did help some. Afterwards when Joe tried to make the substance over again, he found that some of the chemicals had stood so long that they had changed in their properties. So he bought more chemicals and decided to wait for these to grow old. -Charles Hewitt. .....1-11.- THE MAN O'WAR The Man O' VVar comes riding O'er the crested seag It cuts thru the gleaming waves Like a woodsmanys ax thru a tree. The foam is scattered far and wide In a myriad of jewelsg The mighty swell rolls back As the ship oier the wide realm rules. The gleaming whiteness of the hull And the long expanse behind Seems like some great monster, A thing of fairyland, of some kind. We see it now as it passes by The water churned from below, We hear a rumble of the engines That force the ship to go. It is now but a speck in the distance A thin wisp of smoke is seen. And now the watery mass is quiet We see nothing but the silvery sheen. -Edward Surrey. Page Seventy-six THE HOUR GLASS llliiiw ATEMPO Andante I am moving gracefully At moderate speed, as all can see. Adagio I, too, am musical you know, But I walk with footsteps slow. Animato Very full of life am I. To imitate me, you may try. Presto I'm as rapid, as can be. Can anyone catch up with me? Allegro In music I can cause a flurry, For I sing out, hurry, hurry l Allegro Moderato I'm more moderate, as you seeg Perhaps you can keep up with me! -Marjorie Clark. MOTHER Her hair is white as silver, Her eyes as blue as the skies, Her words make your heart strings quiver Her suffering brings tears to your eyes. J A hand through the years to guide you, A home so happy and gay, A friend who is always beside you, And guides you on life's rough way. One who will understand you And bring comfort when sorrows are near, One who will smile the years through, And is always ever so dear. -Helen Van Norman. MANTLES The night is a soft black velvet mantle VVhich comes from Heaven above. 'Tis dropped over us by God in Heaven To give us a sign of his love. The snow is a soft white ermine mantle VVhich falls silently through the airg It covers the flowers, and grass, and shrubs, Showing that God does care. The sun, after clouds have been brushed away, Comes over hill and slope. It melts the snow and banishes night To carry its message of hope. -David Greene. Page Seventy-seven O THE HOUR GLASS O THE MUMMY MOVES Sir Bentley Witherstone cursed violently within himself. Seated in front of a comfortable fire in his comfortable den he was by no means in a comfortable frame of mind. The storm raging outside was nothing to the turmoil in his own heart. His forehead was puckered in a foreboding frown and he tugged viciously at his nose, a sign of his deep mental per- turbation and the only outward expression of profanity he permittedi himself. Dash it all,,' he sputtered, the young puppy's made a. hash of things again. Confound his worthless hide! I've spent all my life pulling him out of scrapes and-bah! As soon as he's out of one he's into another. In exasperation he leaned over and punched a button in the wall. A minute passed with no answer to his ring and then another. Sir Bentley pulled his nose unusually hard and punched the bell again. This time the door flew open and a servant skidded into the room, red of face and gasping for breath. Yes, sir, yes, sir, he panted. Did you want something, sir P No, snapped the irritated gentleman, merely rang to inquire about your health. I thought you might be in a state of suspended animation. However, if you feel up to it, you might bring me a whiskey and soda and tell Mr. Ronny that I'd like a word with him. Mr. Ronny is, er-er-in his bath, sir, and he just gave me all his clothes to brush, sir, which I was doing in the attic, sir, when you rang, and so he- Never mind,', shouted Sir Bentley. Tell him to slip on the top step and come down. If he's not here in ten minutes, I'll cut off his allowance again. ' Very well, sir, I will, sir, murmured James meekly as he slid out of the door. Half an hour later, the door of the den slammed open and the son of the house breezed in. Verily, Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Delicate lavendar pajamas, under a striped dressing gown, one shining patent leather pump and one worn moccasin made up his striking attire. Cheerio, pater, how's the boy? he flung out airily. Ronny,y' roared Sir Bentley, sit down and keep still. I have a few things to say to you. Gladly, sighed the scape goat, as he flopped into a. chair and draped himself neatly over the arms. In the first place, you're a bally loafer, pronounced his father. Unanimously agreed, murmured the sinner. In the second place, you're a decided obstacle to my peace of mind and well being, and in the third place youire taking up unnecessary space here at home, so you're going on a journey. What do you think of that? he de- manded. Interestin' if true, sighed Ronny. Pray enlighten me further, I grow curious. Sir Bentley pulled his nose Chis own, not his son'sj, this seeming to check any hasty or profane language. I've arranged for you to join Dr. Mayo's Egyptian expedition, which is going to Cairo in search of relics from the tombs of the kings. My word! gasped the astounded Ronny. The doctor wasn't exactly overjoyed at my suggestion that you go along but he finally agreed that you be added to the party as substitute water boy. Page Seventy-eight O THE HOUR GLASS 0 The expedition leaves the 28th of the month and you go with it. Thus it came about that, all promises and pleadings falling on deaf ears, Ronny VVitherstone, aged twenty-one and a half years, and presumably clothed and in his right mind was one of the passengers of the S. S. Maure- tania as it left the coast of Dover on a damp, foggy day in late October. For half an hour he hung wistfully over the rail to catch the last glimpse of the English shore as it slipped relentlessly past, and for several hours thereafter, he hung over the rail for various other reasons. During the trip his crushed spirits somewhat revived as he made the acquaintance of several congenial modern maidens and many more ex- cellent glasses of sherry. However, once in sight of Egypt his spirits col- lapsed like a pricked balloon. Life as the son of a wealthy English lord was satisfyingly easy, but he reflected dismally, life as a servile member of Dr. Mayo's Egyptian expedition would not be enviable. Upon landing at Cairo the party proceeded directly to headquarters and for the next few days lay dormant except for the primary business of pre- paring equipment and engaging guides. Then the real work began. Cara- vans of ten men each were arranged and sent off in different directions. Ronny's life as under water boy became one long nightmare of fatigue and heat. Days under the burning sun completely destroyed his sang froid and wilted his self esteem. One late afternoon, the caravan to which Ronny was officially attached was exploring the tomb of one of the Pharaohs. Ronny, on the tail end of the group lagged and dropped behind. He seated himself against a marble pillar, fanned himself vigorously with his hat and remarked sociably to a prostrate mummy near him, Bally hot in here, old topper, don't see how you stand it. A slight shiver seemed to run through the mummy. What, said Ronny, you're cold? Iim indeed surprised, Get hot, old bean. Get hotf' The mummy shook a trifle more violently. Ronny W'itherstone, aged twenty-one and a half years and asking him- self sternly if he was in his right mind or if the heat had affected him to the extent that he was seeing things, shook himself and gasped, Shades of my grandmother, the old duffer can't be coming alive now after all these centuries? He pulled himself to his feet, and approached the swathed figure on the floor. As he stopped to look more closely at it, he perceived something under the head and reaching down seized the something and jerked it out. By the tail he clutched a struggling gray mouse, and the mummy moved no more. -Alice Brandt. ART VS. ART Peggy sat before the nearly completed sketch upon the canvas. She had worked hard on that painting because her instructor had told her that she had picked the most beautiful bit of scenery of anyone in the class of art students and she wanted her sketch to be worthy of his praise. Beside Peggy, but facing in the opposite direction, sat Peggy's room- rate and chum, Betty. They had both come from farms, enrolled at the school the same day and had agreed to share their rooms together. Peggy was a beautiful young girl of eighteen, an orphan, and had lived Page Seventy-nine O THE HOUR GLASS 0 with her aunt and uncle ever since she could remember. Her long, dark, naturally curly hair waved carelessly in the soft breeze over her slender shoulders as she sat upon a small stool with her hazel eyes fixed upon the horizon studying the color of the scenery in the distance. Betty, equally as pretty, but a blonde, sat before her canvas watching the clouds in an efort to paint them in an attractive group, when suddenly she broke the silence upon hearing the hum of an airplane motor. Oth, Peggy, she exclaimed, see that high plane overhead. Yes, Betty, thatis the mail plane. I've been watching it. I saw it a few minutes ago when it landed. Didn't you see it? You saw it land? Land where? This is the first I'Ve seen of any plane. Why Betty Wells, returned Peggy, quickly, you don't mean to tell me that after the two long days we'v'e been here you didn't know there was an airport and flying school less than half a mile from this very school? I must confess that I was ignorant of the fact, but now I see itf' Betty quickly replied as she arose and walked over to Peggy. I I never told you this before, Peggy, dear, because I feared you would laugh at such a silly idea, but Dad told me I could study art or aeronautics- which ever interested me most-but he preferred art because it was safer. So here I am-for Daddy's sake. How foolish of you, to think I would laugh. I have a great interest in airplanes, myself. But, of course, I wouldnlt wish for any better educa- tion than that which my dear old relatives are giving me. For the next few minutes neither of the girls spoke, but both sat watch- ing the small figures walking about the hangar. They saw a biplane being pushed out into the field. Oh, how I wish I were going for a flight with that pilotli' softly whispered Betty. I, too, came a still softer reply. Again both were silent. Still watching the flying field they saw a pilot spin the propeller, climb into the atmosphere and disappear over the horizon, then, without another word, both returned to their paintings. That afternoon when the sun was making its way well to the west, the girls took their paintings and as they slowly wended their way back to their dormitory, planned to spend their first Saturday afternoon down at the nearby lake where the shore was shadiest. The next few days passed very quickly because the girls had been very busy competing with each other to see who could receive the highest honor for their paintings. Finally Saturday came. All paints were laid aside, it was recess for the entire class. Peggy and Betty put some cool lemonade into a thermos jug, wrapped several small ginger cookies in a napkin and placed them both in a basket, then, with their bathing suits slung over their shoulders, both tripped gayly down the hill to the water's edge. They walked along the beach for several yards, every short distance meeting other groups of girls indulging in all sorts of aquatic sports. Those girls certainly are anxious to attain that popular 'coat of tan, aren't they, Peggy? laughed Betty as they saw several girls sitting on the sunny sands. They surely are, answered Peggy cheerfully. But I'm sure that if any of those sun bathers had been sunburned while cultivating a garden, as I have been many a time, they wouldn't be scorching their skin like that now. Page Eighty O THE HOUR GLASS 0 You're right, Peggy. VVe'll go down further where the sands are shaded. It isn't very far from here, returned her companion. Lightly and silently the girls made their way along the shore to a small grove of trees. Then, after they had slipped into their suits, both stood on the bank gazing into the water. It was so clear and refreshing, but, oh, there was always the suspense of getting wet the first time. Betty was first to brave the dive. Upon returning to the surface she begged Peggy to dive in with a cheery It's lovely, Peggy. The water's real warm. Dive in right where you are. The water's deepest there. Peggy made a graceful but simple dive into the lake. Then both swam back and forth along the shore for a few minutes when Peggy discovered a canoe pulled upon the sands of a tiny island not more than three hundred yards away. Look, Betty, she cried. Some of the other girls must have dis- covered this place too. Let's swim over for a visit. We'l1 make it a race, challenged Betty. Bet I can beat you over. The race was on. The pair had returned to the shore and leaped in to- gether. Betty was the better swimmer and after about two minutes of hard swimming Peggy looked up and saw Betty an unbelievable distance ahead of her. Peggy worked hard. Although she realized she could not catch her friend, she knew she could put less distance between them. It was a few moments before anything else happened but just as Betty reached the island and turned to look back, she heard a terrible cry from Peggy. Betty, help me! she cried and before Betty could move, Peggy went down. The girl on shore was terrified. She knew not what to do first but she managed to cry out to those on the island: Oh, girls, help! Peggy is drowning! Then she sprang into the water again, but before she reached Peggy she saw a strong young man dragging the limp body to the shore. Betty followed without saying a word. Sh-e did not know who the young man was and all she could imagine was that some youths had been spending the afternoon on the island instead of their girl friends as they had thought. It was not until all were safely on shore and the young man had revived Peggy that anyone spoke. Betty was first to speak. She turned to him. H-ow can we ever thank you? she said with a sigh. You don't have to thank me. It was only natural that I should save her, was the prompt response. Who are you?i' asked Betty shyly as she looked from the rescuer to his companion, who had come to the shore also. My friend's name is Richard Dean, he replied. And my name's Arthur Brent. What is this girl's name, and yours P She is Peggy Dale, I am Betty Wells. We are both students at the art school up on the hill. Arthur Brent looked very much surprised when Betty gave their names. He looked down at the girl who now sat leaning against the shoulder of Betty, who sat beside her. Although both girls saw, but did not understand his expression, they pretended not to have noticed it. After the boys had shared their lunches with the girls all four entered the canoe, paddled across to the opposite shore where the girls had left Page Eighty-one 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 their lunch basket and clothes. Then they went farther along the shore until they came to a small cottage where, after the girls had been introduced, they dressed and were served hot drinks by the kind old lady who lived there. Shortly after, the boys drove Betty and Peggy to the dormitory. They told the girls that they were both student fliers down at the aviation field and that they would be glad to have them come down for a visit. We will,', laughed Peggy. Well come down next week. Perhaps that will be safer than going swimming, providing we stay on the ground. Thus they separated. Nearly everyone in the school heard of the brave rescue young Arthur Brent had made, and there was a luncheon prepared in his honor. All the girls from the art class were present and several of the student fliers from the aviation school. Arthur received a medal which the professor had made especially for him, and, best of all, Peggy presented it to him. After that, Arthur and Peggy were often seen together, they went on long hikes and trips by auto, while poor little Betty was being sadly ne- glected by her friend, Peggy, although she had taken several rides in an airplane with Richard Dean. One day, a few month later, the professor announced to all his students that there was to be an exhibit in the huge hall of all the paintings that the girls had done. All the friends and relatives of the girls were invited to come so, of course, Peggy and Betty asked Arthur and Richard to come. While the exhibition was going on, Peggy took Arthur to her room where she showed him a picture of the airport which she had painted as she saw it from the rear veranda of the dormitory and also a sketch of the plane which he had learned to pilot. Arthur was delighted that Peggy should think so much of him and he wanted to tell her something but hc dared not. Finally he decided that he must tell her sometime so, as they were alone, he would tell her now. Peggy, he begged slowly, what would you think if you had an air- mail pilot for a brother ? I think that would he fine, Peggy sweetly replied. Then she dropped her head forward. VVhat's the matter, Peggy? asked Arthur. I was just thinking that I am a poor girl, an orphan, all that I have are my dear old relatives back on the farm, so far away from here. I did have a brother once, but now he's gone, heaven knows where, I think he'S dead. I was but a baby when he went. You are sure of that, Peggy? he said soothingly. Why, what do you mean? Do you know where he is? Arthur, tell me V' The guilty expression on his face gave up the secret. There was nothing left for Arthur to do now but confess. Peggy, it's a long story. I didnit mean to tell you until next Week. Thatis promotion week for us and I get my pilot's wings then. It's to be the happiest time of the whole term, I've been here, but since you've sensed something was wrong, Iill tell you now. Peggy, I'm-your brotherf, You-you, Arthur Brent, are my brother I Please don't say it like that, Peggy. Do you regret it? No, Arthur, I don't regret it. Forgive me for expressing my surprise the way I did. But why didn't you tell me this before? I wanted you to be proud of me, Peggy, and I hadn't done anything but discover you in a mighty peculiar way and I didnit dare tell you then, but I had planned to spend the rest of my life finding you if I died trying. I Page Eighty-two 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 knew your name but I could not tell you if I saw you. You were just a baby when the Brent's adopted me. They are rich and had agreed that after I chose a vocation they would help me find you. How foolish of you, Arthur. Why any girl would have been proud to have such a tall, handsome young man for a brother even if he didn't do anything but save her from drowning. I think that was a wonderfully heroic deed. Peggy, tell me you understand and forgive me, pleaded Arthur. You know I will. I'll do anything for you, Arthur. But won't you please promise me that the first chance you get you'1l take me to your parents for a visit, and we simply must go back to the farm, too. I know Uncle .lim's hay field will he excellent for landing your plane in. I'd do anything in my power to please youg but come now, we must go back to the hallg the boys will be missing me. And you hold my arm and display your prettiest smile because from now on you are to be introduced to everyone as Peggy Dale, my own little sister. This is an honor and I'm proud of you, Peggy,', he concluded lovingly. I'm so proud of you, too, dear, came the sweet replyg and Peggy stood on tiptoes and laid a brief but sweet kiss upon the young man's forehead. -Mabel H. Doebereiner. THE ORDEAL The poor mortal stood shivering, a picture of abject terror. Before him stood literally scores of creatures that somewhat resembled men but looked quite savage and barbarous as they were dressed in lion skins and held spears in their hands. The victim knew he was doomed to certain torture even if he managed to escape. His captors flocked around and muttered queer sounds which were unin- telligible to the doomed man. As he sat half crouched he rambled over the past events of his life. He remembered his home, his wife and' children. He groaned aloud and tore at his hair. He groveled on the ground and moaned as he happened to look at the instruments of torture. Back in the group barely visible in the dark were a number of more torturous weapons. He wondered when they would inflict the gruesome ordeal of fire and death. He wished that they were going to do it now and so get the agony over with. At last the leader of the group advanced and demanded fiercely, Are you prepared to meet your death? The craven advanced and stood with ashen face. Then-a flash as twenty shivery weapons were raised and lowered again. The poor wretch shrieked-and then silence. It was over. Absalom Perkins had been initiated into the High and Exalted Order of Hoosegaw Chapter 30, 165. -Edward Surrey. THE SUN The sun is bright and clear Like the joy of youth's year, It is startling and sincere, It drives away night,s fear, Leaves day's life-joyful, dear. -Marie Notebaert. Page Eighty-three 0 THE HOUR GLASS FIGURES OF SPEECH Figures of speech, figures of speech The reason why students grow grey. Instead of saying tomorrow , You should say the day after today . Can we speak of the dawn,s rosy entrancen As the time when the sweet birdies singng When all that we hear in the morning, ls the-old alarm clock's ring? Shall we call our car Phaetonis Chariot VVhen really down deep in our heart, VVe,re thinking of the millions of times The wretched old thing wouldn't start? Shall we speak of the wild winds of winter As something of beauty and grace, When at the same time we remember That they blew the complexion from our face? Shall we speak of the great frozen Northlandu And the beauty of bleak ice and snow , When really we see no great beauty In a temperature forty below? Shall we speak of the glories of Nature And call the Grand Canyon sublime , When welve learned from perusal of Chemistry That it's only sandstone and lime? Shall we mention the sweet little flowers As delicate, gentle, and meek , When we think of the shrubbery we plucked once And had poison ivy for weeks? Will we make all these great sacrifices, And for figures of speech shall we hunt? Say friends, Romans, countrymen, be your own age I'll tell the cockeyed world that we won't. erm i- l'll 54 V - !!! ll Warn. -Anna Marion Weir T ' 1 t a? -,,l 1 i I 1 'silwill gg:--f.-S!! Q ' 0 A.--1. Xtir qsla- Q. 'lgg 5ati5 wHn yaiufmii Page Eighty-four O THE HOUR GLASS 0 DAYBREAK As I watch the vast horizon, With my eye intently there I View this panorama In the cool, brisk, morning air. Every fancy and illusion, All the dreams I ever knew Come to life before my vision In a glorious, crimson hue. The sun bursts from the ocean With a sudden, eastward beam lllumes the slumbering landscape With a denser, scarlet gleam. Then with' ascent slow and steady To its citadel it climbs To descend again when ready At the ringing of the chimes. --Kathleen Goetten. ONE OF LIFE'S LITTLE TRAGEDIES For years he had adored her. Her face was exquisite-perfect in every feature. He himself was undeniably handsome. He looked at her pas- sionately, his arms outstretched in longing. Would she ever be his? Would he ever feel the thrill of her lips on his? She looked up at him demurely. She longed to be crushed in his arms, to be held close and to hear him murmur his love for her. They looked at each other across the room. The space of but a few feet separated them, but they could never come together, never embrace. They could not even speak to each other. For, alas! He was a statue of the God Apollo and she of the Goddess Venus. -Elizabeth Foote. THE AMERICA OF ELECTRICITY The new Americag the America of today The America of electricity. Yesterday a weak group of colonies, today a mighty nation- The America of electricity. I Many have been the heroes and statesmeng Many the victories on land and sea But, back of it all-electricity. Great are the heroes of warg greater still are the heroes of science: Franklin with his kiteg Tesla with his motorg Edison with his lampg all the things we can see But, back of it all-electricity. Many and long are the years to comeh And as long will America be The America of electricity. -John Buss. Page Eighty-five o THE HOUR GLASS o WINONA For centuries prior to the discovery of America, the entire Indian popu- lation of both North and South America had existed in a wretched state of barbarism. The helpless savages were unable to extricate themselves from this pitiable condition until the Franciscan and Jesuit Missionaries from France and Spain, came to their rescue, blazing the path of civilization as they bore the cross of Christianity across the Atlantic to establish churches, convents, hospitals, schools, and colleges in a world of paganism and idolatry. To the heroism of these martyred priests we owe an immeasurable debt of gratitude for one of the noblest and most unselfish accomplishments in history. In this desolate situation the Indians lapsed into the depths of heathenism, worshipping spirits of air, water, wind, fire, etc. In certain sections of Mexico history records that they ate snakes. The sacrifice of human life to appease some angry spirit was a customary occurrence. Thus was the plight of the Indian. Winona's childhood environment was typical of Indian life. Reared in the atmosphere of savagery, she possessed an unusual element- of spirituality. Since infancy she had witnessed some of the most dreadful dreams enacted on this continent. Countless were the victims who had fallen at the stone altar of some pagan god before Winona's unflinching eyes. Without a pang or shudder she had watched the lives of her kinsmen ebb as a sacrifice to a meaningless diety. Her heart was as hard and callous as that of any warrior of her tribe. She was a daughter of the Huron, a tribe most hostile toward the mis- sionaries, who rejected their teachings and massacred their priests. Her soul was dormant without the enlightenment of spirituality. Her life, though eventful enough was insipid, lacking the essentials of happiness. Then the French missionaries came to Quebec to open the mission schools for the education of Indian children. VVinona, dissatisfied with her empty life, was seized with a burning desire to attend the school and learn the teachings of the white missionaries. Under ordinary circumstances this would have been quite impossible for a Huron maiden to do. However, through con- stant intercession she won the consent of her father and the chief. When her father assented, he did not intend that Winona should ever become a Christian. He permitted her to go merely for a diversion since she was evidently so bored with her present mode of life. Here at school she abandoned the beliefs of her ancestors and embraced the true religion. For two years she lived with an aged squaw in the neophyte settlement and pursued her studies with enthusiasm. Once each month, she visited her home only to return depressed and downcast over the desolate condition of her race. Yet she dared not tell them that they erred or that she believed the teachings of the white missionaries or she, too, would have been consigned to the death rock. At length her term at the mission school expired and her father demanded that she return. She left reluctantly and journeyed home with a heavy heart but with the true religion well instilled in her mind. During the weeks which ensued her discontent grew. She detested the barbarous customs of her race. She shuddered at the gruesome scenes of sacrifice. She was unhappy and dej ected but she clung to the Faith which proved her only solace and refuge. It was late autumn and Winona was wandering on the plain. Her sorrow Page Eighty-.six . , 0 THE HOUR GLASS l ll !'0 and dej ection were registered on her clouded brow. A new anxiety weighed upon her. Her father had selected a young brave whom he deemed most eligible and was urging Winona to marry him. Winona despised this gallant warrior and the life she as an Indian squaw must lead. She rebelled against her fatheris judgment and declared that she would rather die than marry the brave of her father's selection. Her father relented but he had exacted from Winona a promise that she should be wed before spring. Indian fathers seemed to feel it a heavy responsibility to marry their daughters at an early age. VVinona was now eighteen and a maiden of surpassing beauty. As a child she had been unattractive but once she reached maturity her features became soft and regular. Since she had been spiritually enlightened the light of her soul shone in her lustrous eyes. As she stood on the plains, silently pondering on her predicament, a figure, silhouetted against the horizon loomed in the distance. It was a hunter. As he approached, Winona observed that he was a Frenchman, not an Indian. She watched his stalwart form as he rode past, and her heart throbbed in her savage breast. If only she might wed some civilized person like him instead of a barbarous savage- yet wasn't she a savage too? The answer was wrung from her heart with anguish. lfVinona endured until winter when a renewed longing for the mission schools returned. She decided that she must go back to Quebec. It was a clear, cold morning when she slipped, unnoticed from the Wigwam, and made her way cautiously toward Quebec. She journeyed on and on. Shortly after noon snow began to fall. The storm became a blizzard and Winona lost her way. She pushed on, fatigued and faint, yet determined to reach her goal. She did not know that she was completely off her course and that she was near the cabin of a French trapper. As she turned her weary foot- steps down a woodland path which she believed led to Quebec, her strength receded, and from sheer exhaustion she fell, a prey to exposure. A few minutes later the same stalwart youth whom Winona had seen hunting on the plains, was returning from another hunting expedition and almost stumbled over the obstacle in his path. As he bent over to investigate, he distinguished the prostrate form of Winona in the snow. He carried her a short distance to the cabin where his mother administered first aid and received the exhausted traveler. When Winona opened her eyes to see the eager face of Mrs. Valente, she was amazed and startled, but imagine her extreme confusion when she view-ed the familiar face of Richard Whom she had seen on the plain. Richard mistook her emotion for fear and hastened to assure her that she was in good hands. Although he accosted her in French, he was somewhat surprised when she answered in the same tongue. After she had been soothed by food and kindness, Winona related her story to Mrs. Valente and her son. She told of her experience at the mission schools, her longing to return to them, her unhappiness and discontentment, her prospective marriage with one she detested and last of -all her determined effort to reach Quebec. Both Mrs. Valente and Richard sympathized with her. Winona remained with the Valente's several days until the weather cleared. 'Then Richard escorted her to the mission schools. During the ensuing year Richard was never far from her thoughts. At the end of this year she had completed her course in school, but she resolved to remain with the neophytes, forever in Quebec. Page Eighty-leven O THE HOUR GLASS O During the summer of the same year she was assisting several girls to dust the chapel when a man entered and knelt down to pray. Winona recognized him. It was Richard! She did not interrupt his prayers, but as he left the chapel she called his na-me. He turned his eyes to meet Wfinona's. They left the chapel together, and as they walked along the rude street Richard told her that he was in Quebec for a week on business. Seven days of this week they passed together, and on the evening of the seventh day they were strolling on the banks of the moonlit river. They reached a point where the turbulent waves receded gently and the moon cast its enhancing rays upon the ripples. Here they paused and sat down upon the bank to survey the bewitching landscape. Richard availed himself of the psychological moment and asked Winona to be his bride. Her heart leaped in response but she felt that marriage to Richard would be a mistake. She was a savage. He a Christian. She resolved to refuse. She would return to her pagan tribe and lead the life she had been born to. Several minutes elapsed, then she answered but her heart spoke, not her mind. She replied very low and faintly, Yes, The next morning from the open door of the chapel two staunch I do's could be heard and Winona never returned to her tribe. -Kathleen Goetten. THE SEA The wild sea is shouting On the long wave-bitten shore- Oh, for the flashing brine And the spray and the tempest's roar. Set sail, farewell to the land We dash through the sparkling foam, The wind is shouting its oath But just the same, it is home. The sky is darkening overhead, The blue unquiet sea ravesg The spray beats against my face- Such beauty have ocean waves. -Howard Swartz. NIGHT IN THE GARDEN Night comes stealing into the garden, Softly, silently as the fog. Shedding its darkness over the garden, Over trees and flowers and shrubs. All the flowers shut their petals, All the birds find their nests. E The moonlight fills the garden Makinglit bright as day. Glistening on the dew of the roses, Showing the sleeping birds in their nests, Showing the flowers with petals closed. The moonlight fades away leaving the garden in darkness. Now comes the break of day And the garden to life again. -Esther Ginegaw. Page Eighty-eight ALUMNI 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 Middleport, New York March 14, 1930 My dear Editors, Wish I were young like you. For thirty years I have pondered over the following: There is a God, or there is not a God. The soul lives forever, or the soul does not live forever. The soul has a guide or the soul has not a guide. If the soul has a guide, what is it and where is it? I am just completing a book to be published soon. Tell my old high school friends that I hope this book will be worth reading. Sincerely yours, I. W. Kohler, M. D. CLASS OF 1902 SCHOOL DAYS School days at the Fairport High- What a happy time! With us of the Alumni It leaves a thought sublime. All through the years of study, I cannot help but smile- Our lessons were but stepping stones To make our lives worth while. How ardently we studied! And did some playing, too. For football and sororities Were listed in nineteen-two. An orchestra we boasted, And Training Class as well, A High School paper edited We all thought mighty swell. On Arbor Day the Senior Class Was Ace High let me say, And Juniors then were boasted To Color bearers gay. Some of those with highest marks Have been rewarded well. Let not success and honor Cause your dome to swell. Remember when we graduate, And it's been proven so- We only start to understand How little bit we know. And as the year o'ertakes you, And twice your age is spent You'll look back to the Fairport High, And see the things it meant. Page Ninety A 0 THE HOUR GLASS O For thoroughness and culture- For fine technique and rule- I'll say there is no better one Than the Fairport High School. And as I sit and ponder Living over days gone by, I see a red brick school house Recalling days at Fairport High. --Lottie Willetts CSawensj CLASS OF 1905 March 14, 1930 Dear Alumni Editors :- When your letter came asking me to write something for The Hour Glass, I wondered what an old fellow, who graduated twenty-five years ago, could write. Then it came to me that no one had ever written about our class of 1905. They are scattered, as all classes are, some have gone to that bourne from which no traveller ever returns. Among these is Caroline Nearch, who died in China not long ago, Lila Newman and Pearl Esten who died shortly after graduation, Bessie Westfall, who died in Fairport about two years ago, and Duane Fayler, who died 16 years ago. Of those living, I have lost trace of some. There is our president, Donald Parce, who lives in California. and is there successfully engaged in business. Burton Howe also is a successful business man. Carlton Bown is a prac- ticing attorney at the bar in Rochester. The last time I heard from Raymond Olney and Birdie Arnold Lamb, they were happily engaged in earning a good living. Esther Harris Suttles and Alice Hill -Struck, our East Penfield members, are married and live in Rochester. Ethel Taft is married but where she lives I do not know. Belle Stelle Deal, Adelaide Loonus Beardsley, and Namie Richard, our valedictorian, live in Fairport. The writer and Margaret Case, a member of 1907, were married longer ago than we like to think about and have a son and daughter who now attend F. H. S., and two daughters who will attend F. H. S. not many years hence. We live, as you know, in Egypt. Thus you see we still keep in touch with old F. H. S. and find that school tradition and school affairs move now about the same as they did then. We had chapel every morning over which your Miss DeLand fwho was then oursj presided on occasion. You have its equivalent, assembly, only once a week. At this every morning exercise, we sang songs, listened to the scripture, and everybody had to speak a piece once a year before this august body. We had our athletic teams and good ones, too, although bas- ketball was still a college game, but our baseball and football teams always gave a good account of themselves. Of course, We were in the West Church building and did not have the advantage of your beautiful new building with its wonderful gymnasium, laboratories, etc., but we had just as good times, studied' just as hard for littlej and learned just as much. I hope that this is what you wanted me to write and that you may be able to get something out of it that you can use. Yours for old F. H. S., Bruner G. Bown, '05 Page Ninety-one O THE HOUR GLASS 0 CLASS OF 1919 Q February 20, 1930 Dear Editor, I was glad to hear from F. H. S. I haven't much in the way of news. I graduated from the University of Buffalo Dental School in 1924. I was then located in Buffalo for two years. I am now practicing at 4291 Culver Rd., Pt. Pleasant, N. Y., Where I have been located since January, 1927. I launched upon the matrimonial sea on April 16, 1927, and am thor- oughly enjoying marital bliss. I should be very glad to hear from any other members of the class of '19. I do not know whether this is the type of news you want or not, so if you care to use any of it, do so, but if not, discard it, and you shall, regardless, have the best wishes of Yours truly, Darwin W. Jacobs REMINISCENCES OF 1920 A decade has passed since our voices resounded through the halls of our Alma Mater. If one were to compare our class of twelve girls and four boys with the graduating classes since that time, it would obviously be seen that the members have greatly increased. This fact in itself indicates that the young people of today have the desire for and the foresight of possessing higher education. It is a regret that the members of our class have not been in closer touch with each other during these ten years. A few of us still make our home in Fairport but the others have wandered. An Alumni Association would not only have brought us in closer touch with each other but would also have brought us in contact with other graduates of our Alma Mater. May we hope for a successful Alumni Society in the near future. Our class is represented by three teachers, one of whom is Miss Cath- erine Smith, a graduate of the University of Rochester and a member of the faculty of Fairport High School. Florence Bingham, a graduate of Rochester Normal, has been a recent teacher in East Rochester, and Mrs. J ohnsonf Lelia Harrisj , a. graduate of Brockport Normal School, is a teacher in Penfield. Another classmate, Elizabeth Brown, having graduated from the University of Rochester, is taking a course in religious education in Philadelphia. Francis Smith, a graduate of the University of Rochester, who has been connected with the firm of Yawman 8: Erbe in Chicago, is now associated with Sears. Roebuck in that city. Martha Cobb graduated from the University of Rochester and now holds a responsible position in the X-Ray Department of the Strong Memorial Hospital. Ruth Dwyer, Frances Lash and Helen Bolton are graduates of Rochester Business Schools and are at present engaged in the affairs of the business world. Justin Smith and Jack Sullivan, graduates of the University of Rochester, have also affiliated themselves with the business world. The writer has not been in touch for some time with Eleanor Kelley, Mildred Lathrop, Nellie Morse, Jacques Roberts and Donald Kelsey and, therefore, their whereabouts are uncertain. Mrs. Glenn DeHond fGertrude Page Ninety-two O THE HOUR GLASS O Sheddj is the only one as far as I know who is actually keeping the home fires burning. In behalf of the class of Nineteen Hundred Twenty may I extend sin- cere best wishes for success for each and every member of the class of Nineteen Hundred Thirty. Sincerely yours, Helen E. Bolton, 1920 CLASS OF 1922 Box 104-, Wolcott, N. Y. , March 4, 1930 Dear Helen, In reply to your letter of February eleventh, I am not exactly sure about what you want me to write for the annual. I was graduated from the University of Rochester in 1926. Since then I have been teaching French and' been librarian at Wolcott High School. For two years I have also been preceptress. Next year I am to teach French in Webster High School. VVishing you much success for your annual, I am Very truly yours, Ruth S. Hollander CLASS OF 1923 I AM ADVENTURE ! I am Adventure! A wayward, impish sprite That lures men on to what they do not know-Y A restless urge, I take their hearts by storm And nestling there, I work with quiet stealth And choose the paths I fain would have them go. I am Adventure! The wild spirit that mocks At all the stable, usual things men try- That sees a nobler destiny in a misty dream That, dreaming, dares its dream to test That, daring, for its dream will die. I am Adventure! And my presence has sent Men roaming to strange lands and far- Has cast a purple glamor over tropic seas, Has tinged with mauve a shaft of coral reef And in a starless sky has glimpsed a star! I am Adventure! And I see high romance In a dusk-shadowed lane with a gay moon above- In a maiden's white arms, in carmined lips In glances half-veiled, now taunting, now remote- I am Adventure! But men call me Love! I am Adventure! I snarl with the pack, I creep on my foe-I pauseh-and I wait- Tense and crouched, my brain whirling red And savage hands clawing out, clawing out- I am Adventure! But men call me Hate! Page Ninety-three O THE HOUR GLASS 9 I am Adventure! I strain and I gasp, My hands closing hard, pressing out the breath Of another human-and I smile as he falls- A smile fading out e'er my own heart stills- I am Adventure! But men call me Death! I am Adventure! A bugle call to the questing That stirs in each heart a wild mutinous strife- A vague, nameless ache of something dimly remembered, A haunting sense of something once known forgotten- I am Adventure! But God called me Lift! -Elbirda M. DeLano Cliatkamierj Class of '23 CLASS OF 1924 March 21, 1930 Dear Joe, Though a little late perhaps you will see fit to incorporate these ramv blings in your year book. Six years ago, we were sitting in the study hall of the old West Church Street school. Perhaps it was snowing' as it is now. Perhaps not. Anyway, we were there, some struggling to prepare two or three lessons in the hour, some watching the snowflakes, some the clock, some passing notes along their destined route for an occasional galoshj, some merely gazing. We were easy-going, wondering little, and worrying less about the great wide roads ahead. Six years have gone. That group no longer knows the trifling fears, the joys, the dreams and expectations of high school age. VV!e are in the world. A few of us are still busy in our search for bookly knowledge but most of us are out trying to show people that we know what it's all about. Even though sometimes our arguments are a bit inconducive, we are having a good time trying. Now there is another study hall in charge of which fate has placed one of those culprits of other days. We try to study those girls and boys, to look behind their eyes to learn what that carefree age of youth must think. It has its problems. Yes. But what provokes our admiration is its fear- lessness of the future. All of the world's before it, vast and unexplored, filled with a thousand pleasure domes, a thousand pitfalls. Yet youth lives on today-joyful, ever mindful that today is a wonderful day, tomorrow is far away. And so, friends and members of the Class of '24-, may I greet you again and may we greet each other with a cheery, Good morning, or Good afternoon. We are youth. Let us always know their joys. Best of success to your success with the Hour Glass. Very sincerely, John F. Donk, '24+ Page Ninety-tour 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 CLASS OF 1927 Dear Hour Glass Editors, It has been just three years since our class left the Alma Mater. A few of us are Seniors again and many more will be next year. Although it is a wonderful feeling once more, there is no comparison with the thrill of being a Senior of Fairport High School. Our group separated in September, some of whom have hardly seen each other since, maybe just to say Hello, as we pass on Main Street, or to take the same trolley home. In seeking paths of higher education, many times in our own minds We have thanked Miss DeLand for her careful guidance through four most important years of our lives-years during which we decided our future careers and to each individual end, she carefully directed our high school course. Little did we realize what the hours spent on Latin translations, Civics or History facts, Chemistry experiments and Algebra problems would mean to us. At that time they were merely lessons which must be learned in order to pass the Regents' examinations. Now, they are a solid founda- tion upon which we are constantly building or putting into actual practice. As each year passes time and outsid-e interests are drawing us farther and farther from high school. It really becomes an exclusive pleasure to meet and discuss school days with a classmate, or to find among our souve- nirs F. H. S. year books, dating back to 1926. May the 1930 HoureGlass add many new and recall old memories of our Alma Mater. Best wishes for your success, Lorrena Westerman, '27 March 8, 1930 Dear Alumni Editors, I'm sorry I've delayed this long in writing to you. I really meant to answer before, but a college girl can always plead work, work, work. I ' Th-ere really isn't much to tell about myself. This is my third year in Wellesley. I'm majoring in Zoology and minoring in Latin. This semester I'm doing some interesting work in an independent research course, under the head of the department, I am doing a gross anatomy problem on the muskrat. I work all alone and report my findings to the professor. This summer in connection with my Zoology work, I expect to go to the Maine Biological Station at Woodis Hole, Mass. Here I will take a course in Invertebrate Zoology. I am being sent by the department, that is by scholarship. In athletics I expect to take up crew, archery and baseball this spring. After making Sophomore beginning crew and Freshman base- ball team, Iive rather neglected sports. This spring, however, I shall go in for them again. That's about all there is to tell about me. I do not know much about the other graduates. I am home very seldom and only for a short time. My brother, an alumnus of 1925, who is majoring in Philosophy at Wesleyan University ir1 Middletown, graduates this June. My sister, a graduate of 1928, is at Cortland Normal School and' enjoys her work immensely. I'm afraid thatis all I can tell you. I hope you have a very successful year book. I remember what fun and work it was when we were doing it. Even though one goes away to college, one always remembers his High School and thinks of the good times he had there. Sincerely, Helen Hart, '27 Page Ninety-five O THE HOUR GLASS O THIRD DOWN AND ONE T0 G0 VVords, which I am able to conscript from my meagre vocabulary fail to convey adequately the gratitude that I feel for this wonderful privilege of writing in your Senior Year Book. I only hope that I may prove myself equal to the obligations entailed by this privilege. At the same time allow me to extend my congratulations and best wishes for success to those who are laboriously perpetuating a practice so valiantly innovated by the doughty class of 1926. Now the question is, what to write about-It's not only a puzzling ques- tion but a tricky dilema. The unlimited choice of subject allotted to me sorta leaves my fate in my own hands. Shall I give advice? But giving unsolicited advice is a most unprofitable business and besides one must live before one can philosophize. Undoubtedly you are anxious to know what I have learned during these three precious years of collegiate exposure. So am I-thus making it unanimous. Two crispy sentences can best quench your urgent curiosity. First I have learned how little I really know and how much there is to know-if you harbor a doubtful mind in regards to the veracity of the above statement, I could easily substantiate and clinch a victory for this maxim by advising you to take an excursion into any college library of worth. As you stand there, awed and dwarfed by the myriads of psychological, geological, theo- logical, sociological, historical, philosophical, mathematical , literary, chemi- cal, biological, economical and astronomical tomes that stud the stacks, ask yourself these questions: How many of those books have I read and perused? VVhat do I know about that infinite field of knowledge and culture? If you are honest with yourself you will acknowledge that the truly great are not vainglorious and omniscient but rather very humble. Secondly, I am beginning to learn how to really live. I have discarded parochial and prefudicial bigotry for I am beginning to orientate myself to life. VVith the Life of God as a shining example I shall discharge my duties and obligations to the greatest advantages of humankind, my country, my family and friends with the least possible danger to myself-I am not moralizing, I am merely explaining. Furthermore two experiences in my balmy collegiate life have left their indelible moral lesson in the gallery of my memory. Perhaps you can profit by these experiences. But so few of us are fortunate enough to be gifted with a keen sense of apperception and' retention so as to profit by an0tl1er's mistakes-some of us donit even profit by our own mistakes. I am an awful ego masher, n'est-ce-pas? The first tragedy happened in French 10 class. Our professor is vaunted for his scintillant personality fnot that six months correspondent coursej and for his witty and ready repartee. The victim was an unfortunate Mr. Carlton. Mr, Carltonj' chirped the prof -and Carlton stopped drawing pictures in his note book, why didl Villon work for an M. A. degree at the precocious age of 21 years F He might as well have asked him to make a cheese sandwich out of the moon on a. cloudy night. I-Ie just couldn't do it, he wasn't prepared. Carlton is by no means mendacious by nature but, contrary to the opinion of those who never went to college and use the cinema as a guide, it is considered a degrading stigma by your classmates if you do not Page Ninety-six O THE HOUR GLASS 9 know your lessons daily. To avoid this shame Carlton attempted subtle duplicity. Sir, he stammered, I knew why, last night after I finished reading over my assignment, but the whole incident escapes my mind just at present. My! My! lfVhat a pity! replied the prof with undue sarcasm, the only man who ever knew has forgotten. The class guffawed uproariously and Carlton, I am afraid, was in direful need of that certain nonchalance guaranteed by the weedy Murad. There is no denying it, Beauty is truth, truth is Beauty. And at another time the fingers of destiny selected to take me in hand. I walked' into an 11:10 class at exactly five minutes to twelve--only forty- five minutes late, that's alll Mr. Benfont, did you think that this class started at twelve o'clock? questioned the professor with more sarcasm than bitterness. I am sorry, sir, I replied weakly, but I fell asleep in the study hall and I just awoke. VVell, you might just as well sleep down there as to sleep up here, he parried. Now I carry oversize pins with me and I am all scars from pinching myself to keep awake during those somnolent moments that infest college students. Yes, sir, what a life this college life. You enter the campus portals with a bloated and' inflated ego and you emerge as deflated and emaciated as a hibernating frog, but assuredly most avid and curious to fatten on life's experiences. If you have the opportunity, go to college for you will be a better work- man, a better citizen and as a whole a better man or woman. -P. J. Benfont, '27 CLASS OF 1928 36 Fourth Ave. Fairport, N. Y. Feb. 24, 1930 Dear Seniors, I have very little to say about my friends or myself. I am at present finishing my course of business schooling in Rochester, hoping to finish in June. The only activities in which I am engaged in the School of Commerce are, Art Editor of weekly paper, Manager of Basketball Team, and one of the candidates for the Spring Baseball team. As for the future, I have planned to use my education in the business in which my father is engaged. Yours sincerely, Allan L. Steffen, '28 AN ECHO OF 1928 VVas it a dream? How often since graduation in 1928, have I thought of those glorious school days. Were they real? How little did we appre- ciate them. It seems utterly impossible that we could have spent four years of our young life in preparing for the future. The class of '28 was like a flock of happy birds always busy building th-eir nest of knowledge. Some of the class are attending college, others are studying at normal schools. Many are preparing themselves for a business career while there are still others who have chosen different vocations. At least most of us are Page Ninety-seven 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 aiming to do our best. It is rather difficult to say much about my former classmates as I do not see many of them very often. We need a reunion. It was under the guidance of our patient teachers that we learned that Mind is the great lever of all things, human thought is the process by which human ends are ultimately answered. Can we ever repay our noble and faithful teachers who had such great and powerful influence over our undeveloped characters? They were always ready to serve and exceedingly patient. There is one whom I will never forget, Miss Minerva. DeLand. Indeed, she is worthy of her name which is the Roman goddess of wisdom for she is wise and we all know that f'Wis- dom is Powerf' In high school we gained many friends and a friend may well be esti- mated a masterpiece of nature. During those four years we were all to- gether but since graduation we have drifted apart. Some we see often but others not at all. Do we want to become' scattered sheep? No, dear friends, why not keep the flock together? VVe can do this by having an Alumni Association. Some years ago there was such an organization but it apparently dis- solved as we hear nothing of it. It is true that when we have left our Alma Mater we do not have as much interest as we had when under her hovering wings, but we should not let our enthusiasm be buried in the sands of time. Few villages have such a beautiful edifice of learning as we have in Fairport. This is a thriving and prosperous town. Fairport High is known for its attainment of excellent scholarship and prestige. We have our faculty, predecessors, and community to thank for this progression. Other less thriving villages have an Alumni Association, why not Fairport? Since our graduation what have we done to repay our loyal Alma Mater from whose well of VVisdom we so busily filled our pitcher of knowledge? If we have done nothing, then it is time for us to awake and start to do something. Our teachers and parents served us so we likewise should serve humanityg and must hold ourselves in readiness for every favorable oppor- tunity. By having an Alumni Association, we could support our Alma Mater by doing something definite for the school. How fine it would be to have such a reunion to renew our scattered friendships! What a joyous' festivity it would be! VVe could meet at least once or twice a year. Perhaps it might be possible to have plays or dances to accumulate funds to benefit the school. To form an organization of this kind, each and' every individual must put l1is shoulder to the wheel and push with all the strength and might the Heavenly Father bestowed 'upon us. Let ':Carpe Diem be our motto, for we must do it now. May this humble plea reach the heart of every alumnus of Fairport High School, both young and old. Why not make our town complete and a little better by having an active Alumni Association? By arrangement with the School Chatteri' it might be possible to carry on a membership campaign. We need cooperation, dear friends. Will you ICSPOHIIP -Ruth Zimmer, '28 To the Senior Class of 1930 :- In being asked' to represent the class of 1928 in your year book, I feel I have been accorded a great privilege. It has been only two years since my class left Fairport High, but those two years now make our high school days seem to have been in the remote past yet, well do we all remember our Page Ninety-eight O THE HOUR GLASS 0 Alma Mater, especially our Senior year there. First we were all wrapped up in thoughts of our trip to VVashi11gton, and how we enjoyed it when it came. But soon the task of publishing our Hour Glass confronted us. How hard we worked trying to make our annual a better one than those of preceding classes! And I think we were very successful in achieving our ambition. Athletics, too, held a strong interest for us. Although we could not boast of a basketball team equal to the one of the preceding year, we kept up that something which is known as school spirit and helped the teams as best we could. Then we graduated. No one ever forgets his or her last few days spent in his or her Alma Mater. Such plans we made! First and foremost of these was that class reunions should be held often. It was an excellent idea but it never materialized, and the class of '28 has never yet assembled since graduation. Each person branched off into the field of his or her choice to college, normal schools, business schools, and what not. Yes, whenever a few former classmates meet each other, they always talk about their won- derful high school days. We always wish we could go back again for just a little while. You members of the class of 1930 will experience all this after you have left Fairport High. However, high school is not everything in one's life, but only a very small part. Once out of high school, the individual begins to take his place in the world, however great or small it may be. Everything is strange and different but everyone can make a success if he has that ambition. The one who has made a mark in his school days invariably succeeds in larger fields as long as he is willing to work for his goal. So, as you Seniors of the class of 1930 leave your Alma Mater, I should like to send to you the greetings and best wishes from the class of ,28, with the added thought that, although you can always delight in looking back on your high school days, nevertheless, in order to achieve future success, you must look forward, not backward. May your Senior year prove a great success to each of you and may the same good fortune follow all of you in everything you ever under- take in the future. -Doris A. Brown, '28 CLASS OF 1929 29 West Street Fairport, New York March 8, 1930 Dear Class of 1930:- Has a year really passed? It seems only a few short weeks ago that We stood in anticipation of tl1e trip to Washington and on the threshold of graduation. We often wondered how you would ever be a successful Senior class, but you have done it, and drone it well. Most of our class have gone on to institutions of higher learning. Duane, who managed the basketball team, is a freshman at Union. Herb, the vice- president of our class, is a student at Syracuse University. Parce, to Whom we owe one of the best parties in the history of our class, is at Cornell. Emily, with the great sense of humor, and Irv, one of the most successful collectors on the VVashington trip, are members of the freshman class at the University of Rochester. Normal schools have claimed some of our class. Pearl is at Genesee, Fern, at Brockport, and Charlotte at Rocheter. Iola and that ghost that stalked around the halls of the Annapolis known to us as Alberta, intend to enter normal this fall. Certainly one of the best- Page Ninety-nine 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 natured nurses at Strong Memorial must be Frances Clark. Natural, who developed one of his talents at WVashington, is planning to enter West Point. Charlie and Dot-didn't we enjoy Virgil class ?-are 'taking a post- graduate course. Many have entered schools in Rochester. Among these are Clate, Mary, Eva, Art, Sam, our president, Harold, and Bernice. All of us have changed. VVe are older and more serious. I think that the majority of us would like to be back in F. H. S. We can not forget the happy days there though we sometimes thought them bothersome. Therefore, in closing I hope that you may fully enjoy your trip to Wash- ington and may your graduation leave as pleasant memories as ours. Sincerely, Mildred L. VVood Dear Editors :-- Toiling, struggling upward, onward through life we go. VVhen our class of 1929 graduated from Fairport High, we thought we had about reached the height of absorbing knowledge. But, friends, today we find out different, we still find much to conquer in the world of success. Our class of '29 has been divided to a large extent throughout the past year-some at college, some at professional work, others at hospital train- ing, and still others working to be outstanding executives and obtain promi- nent places in the business world. Mary, Eva, Gordon, Theodore, Bernice, Helen, Art, and myself, are attending School of Commerce, Rochester, N. Y. It's no cinch, either. If you do not agree, ask any of them, for instance, Eva. As concerning other members of our class, I have seen little of them. I heard Florence VVood and Harold S. were getting serious along a certain matter. If we hear bells, we are ready to wish them jointly a life filled with bliss and happiness. I shall have to leave it to some of our college friends to tell you some of their life. I wish you and the rest of your class the best of luck and success. Sincerely yours, Myra Thompson, '29 Dear Class of 1930, As a member of the class of '29, I wish to extend hearty congratulations to you who are working hard to earn your specified diplomas, which entitle you to become a member of th-e outside world. Some have personality and dispositions which enable them to prograss in the social world more rapidly than others while different ones are foremost in other types of business. Does it seem true that nearly a year has slipped by since I was taking part in the school activities with you? Now at the Strong Memorial Hos- pital in Rochester, by learning the essential points I am trying to help the Nursing Profession to progress. As the members of our class separated to take up their chosen careers so will you, however, none of us will forget the days spent at Fairport. There by our preliminary instructions We were taught to be loyal and to play the game. These few lines send my best wishes to each and every one. Hoping the class finances, scholastic standings and activities are and continue to be most successful. . Sincerely, Frances M. Clark Page One Hundred 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0' Miss Helen B. Hart, a Junior at VVellesley College, has been awarded the Durant Scholarship, which is the highest scholastic honor a Junior of that school may attain. Only fifteen out of a class of three hundred re- ceived this award. Harry Eldredge, ,29, was given a private pilot's license April 5, by In- spector Meadows at the Rochester Airport where he has been studying aviation for several months. Among the graduates of Fairport High School who were on the Fresh- man Honor Roll at the U. of R. were VVesley Bahler, '28, and Irving Stubing, '29 Doris Brown, '28, was on the Sophomore Honor Roll at the University of Rochester. Beatrice Hawse, '28, and Clayton Clow were married this spring. A COLONIAL DAME Tall, stately, and beautiful is she, VVith wide skirts hooped and full, Graceful flowered silks she wears, Splendid with lacey frill. The gown is cut in decollete, Revealing' her charms so pure, The short sleeved ruffles softly fall, O'er rounded arms demureg Her hair piled high with curls galore Is deftly dressed and powdered, Her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, her lips, Leave nothing to be desired, And even to the tips Of dainty shoes appearing, This lovely, gracious, stately dame Makes a picture most endearing. --Laurene Fuller. BELLS You bring a message sweet to listening ears, Or chant a sacred hymn of praise to one Who acts praiseworthy and saintly has done, Casting a gleam of hope down through the years. Ring on in gladness and dispel our fears, Tinged with golden rays of the setting sun, Or silver'd by the moon when night's begun, Bringing peace to the heart of him who hears. Tell of mighty mysteries still unknown, VVrought by the Druid power or fairy wand, Trinkle delightsome song to those whose ears Can hear elfin laugh around mystic throneg Sway on, in your tower, mighty and grand, By your peals bring gladness in place of tears. --Maryett Tallman. Page One Hundred One CHHTTERBOX is lg! A' 2 ini 2 0 THE HOUR GLASS I ll l0 SCHOOLCHATTER Vol. IV June, 1930 No. 37 WAR What it means to most of us-a blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, our flag-red, white and blue, borne proudly at the head of a column of march- ing, uniformed soldiers, cheers, shouts of acclaim, the mad, wild applause of a nation seeking only the glory and fame of victory. A few months of training in military camp, the call to duty, and the boys are off. OH'-to what? The crack of revolvers, booming cannons, flaring, torch-like ex- explosions, the spurt of bursting shells, bomb wreckage flying high and descending to cast destruction for miles in its wake, airplanes soaring above, sometimes to crumple in a blaze of flame and fall to earth, creeping, invisible, indetectable gas snuffing out lives as a flame of a candle, men seeking to kill each other. So this is war! Little do those at home know the horror of its meaning. Hours of damp, muddy trenches, rain pouring from above- then the general signal to advance. Over the top, stumbling blindly forward, more than half wiped out by the pitiless searching of machine guns. Then back, perhaps to find a buddy gone-boys, the finest specimens of young American manhood brought in on stretchers, their crumpled bodies almost past recognition. Some a glassy stare in their eyes, faces distorted with pain, but grimly fighting till the end. Then-some mother's boy gone to his last rest. Why war? The inhuman barbarism of it! All because no two nations were ever strong enough to talk the matter over before the catastrophe. After the war, yes,-talk about peace parleys, world court, league of nations. But then it is too late. War is unnecessary. It is merely the result of hot- headed, thoughtless action. Certainly war is not advantageous. A dis- agreement could be settled so much easier and more satisfactorily by peaceful means. If there is ever another big war, civilization will be practically wiped out. There will be no victors, only a few survivors who will probably wish they were deadf' But it is doubtful, considering all that is being done to avert it that there will be another war. On the other hand, while most of the nations of the world are clamoring for everlasting peace--some by joining the league of nations, others by home activities, they are keeping an eye on their own neighbors' armaments. More horrible inventions are made daily. It is the same as if some one should advance with outstretched hand in greeting, while in the other, behind his back, he holds a gun ready for shooting. It would be ironic if the nations should go to war without making peace! The foremost promoters of the program for abolishing war are the women. It will be through their efforts that the world wil leventually see the dawn of peace. No permanent advance in the progress of civilization is possible until war is outlawed-abolished-foreverI -E. F. CHITTER CHATTER We vote Gene Malcolm the fur-lined bath tub for cleverness, in pre- tending he really knows the questions Miss Jessup asks him, but has merely forgotten them. Page One Hundred Four O THE HOUR GLASS 0 A faint interest in the establishment well-known as the Marigold, is being shown by a member of the high school faculty. Prof Gazley is minus one pair of good glasses. VVe hope they will soon be recovered, for their owner presents a rather-shall we say-an ap- pearance of not being all there? VVe never knew that Fairport High gave Victor dances. Last Tuesday however, we discovered this to be the case. Without a local delegation the poor Victorians might have been lonesome. How about it, gang? Ed Dudley is very much worried over recent reports from Palmyra. How about it, Ed? The Latin 3 class has lately been inspired to harder work-after fear of death penalty was imposed. VVe wonder if there is any Pepper in the attraction for Bill Gleason in the Freshman study hall? They do tell as how Coach Richardson ruined some of Sibley's best merchandise one day, not so long ago. Better luck next time, Howy! A great deal of spirit is being shown among classes in regard to the Inter-class Championships. Good enough, but personally, we are with the Juniors. A great sigh of relief was heaved by English 3 and History A pupils last week. For another short time, book reports are over! The banking contest between the Freshman boys and girls will probably he won by the boys. Red Stilwell deposits ten dollars every week, and withdraws it, so he can bank it the next week. The Shabroten society is about to begin some serious work. Any mem- ber who refuses to take part in the programs, or to serve on a committee, will be immediately dropped. All non-members are requested to keep away from the meetings. Miss Hepinstall and Mrs. Clary, two former teachers of F. H. S., visited in town last week. DIARY OF A MODERN PEPYS February 18, 1930-This being Wednesday and a school day I rose, hastened to my breakfast, which I ate with great haste, it being late, and to school. Arrived there just in time not to be late, and so escaped a session after school with the preceptress. The bell ringing, I betook myself to my first class, it being intermediate algebra and a hard one. In the going I did meet some acquaintances of mine with whom I did walk. Approach- ing the classroom door my heart did flutter and tremble, being not over strong anyway and thus apt to desert me in my hour of greatest need. Soon I did perceive more trouble in view, the instructor Ca short person who often makes little slips of the tongue which in turn cause her great em- barrassmentj explaining some work, the likes of which I have never before seen nor wish again to see. The bell did finally ring and glad was I to escape without getting deeper into the slough of despair. Thence to study Page One Hundred Five O THE HOUR GLASS 0 hall where no thing of note took place. My next class being chemistry in which I likewise am at a loss, I made much of the opportunity to study. Did somehow manage to escape from class aliv-e and through another study hall and home to lunch. Did despair of ever getting home to lunch, since the instructor in charge of the room where I am accustomed to keep my books did rise from the incorrect side of the bed this morning and so was in a mood which kept an entire room full of students whose tongues were hanging from mouths because of exceeding hunger, until said students should be quiet, the doing of which consumed much time. After lunching I did return to school, it being unavoidable, and did sit through a class of English and of typewriting after which I did go to a meeting of the Dramatic club, it be- ing in charge of a very talented young lady which they do call Genevieve Teller. Afterwards home, to sup, and then to a literary meeting the which is called a Shabroten society. Did nothing but help prepare refreshments which was partaken of with great zeal, after which I went home. So to bed. OUR MOTTO The more you study, The more you know. The more you know, The more you can forget. The more you can forget, The more you forget, The more you forget, The less you know. So Why Study? ? HUMOR ' Jane W.- Frank turned up an hour late. Mary Alice- What did you do ? Jane W.- Just turned him down. Bernice R.- I have a job in the confectioner's. Nancy H.- What do you do P Bernice R.- Milk chocolates. Miss Smith- What are three forms of expression by the verb?', Bob Briggs- Indicative, interrogative, imperative. Miss Smith- Give an example of each. , Bob - Tom is sick-Is Tom sick?-Sick 'em, Tom. The little boy in this story from Touche a Tout was evidently a firm believer in the old adage, of two evils choose the less. Turing a corner at full speed, Glen Petrie collided with the minister, Abbot Green. Where are you running to, my little man P asked' 'the minister, when he had regained his breath. Hemel panted the boy. Ma's going to spank me. What! gasped the astinished minister, are you eager to have your mother spank you that you run home so fast? No, shouted Glen over his shoulder, as he resumed his homeward flight, but if I don't get there before pa, he'll do it. Page One Hundred Six THE'HOUR GLASS 0 FAVORITE IMPRESSIONS OF WASHINGTON Thelma Donk-Senate and House. Esther Ginnegau-Hotel Raleigh. George Salmon-Seeing Howie make his debut as a cheer-leader at the Zoo. Carl Burlingame-Visiting' ladies' rooms!!! Mary Murphy-The court of the Hotel Raleigh. Loretta Lawler-The Willard. Doris Shearns-The boys from Cooperstown. Mariette Tallman-Washington monument and bellboys. Laurene Fuller-Atlantic City buss driver. Alice Brandt-Her deceitful friends holding a pitcher of water above her. Helen Fritts-A certain Rochester party. Anne Weir-That southern accent. Lucille Martin-Her papa in room 1207. Ray Moulton-Our history teacher's 12:30,ca.lls to 965 to see Bill Surrey. Ed Surrey-The quietness of the Raleigh after 10 p. rn, Helen Van Norman-The evening call at 7141 by George Salmon. CAsk him for particularsj Esther Murphy-A certain party from Plattsburg. Pearl Morrison-Senate debate. Madeline Dryer-Franciscan Monastary. Florence Lucas-The old boys from the Evening Star. Doris Facer--The bellboy CNO. M. Helen Coon-Southern young men. Barbara Brown--The number of people that can get in one stateroom. William Surrey-The good times with a certain teacher. Elizabeth Crowley-The heavy date with the reporters. Evelyn Schumacher-The location of the Raleigh. Bill Bolton-The way the money goes. Shirley Bower-The boys who hollered Hey, youse guys. Elizabeth Foote-The rooms 739, 614. Charlotte Doebereiner-Helen Fritt's favorite expression, Let's sit down, my feet hurt. K. O'Leary-Every hotel. R. Burrus-John Parks trying to quiet L. Clifford, D. Hodgson, R. Burrus by his unlimited vocabulary. M. Clark-The old eating places. N. Bramer--Each visiting young man. D. Ostrander--The girls from Webster. D. Green-The deck of the boat about 12:30. J. Parks-The beautiful statues of art!!!! Way Hare-The beautiful girls on shipboard. Harry Schumacher-The girl from Macedon. Miss Jessup-The way the boys wreck beds. Miss Teller-The amazing way pajamas disappear. Charlie Bridges-The way the taxi drivers drive. John Buss-The new Romance. Edith Hulburt-The first airplane ride. Mrs. Richardson-4T'he way her husband' knew the numbers of the rooms. Ida Mildahn-The way a. farm girl can get sleepy. Loretta Sullivan-The way a voice will disappear. Page One Hundred Seven 0 THE HOUR GLASS l !l !0 I beg your pardon, said a girl timidly, would you care to help the Working girls some? Big-hearted Vin Warner- Sure, where are they? Woody- How did you happen to get home so early last night? Clifford, the Sheik- Oh, I had tough luckg I leaned against a door- bell. Fitzgerald- Did you lose much money at the races? Anderson- Oh, about 100 bucks. Fitz- I though you were a clever gambler? Anderson- I am, but they would not let me shuffle the horses. Employer- Are you a good me- chanic? R. Clark-- Yes, sir, I go to church every Sunday. E. Mabry- How do you like your new dress? D. Fellows- It falls just a little below my expectations. E. Mabry- I noticed that, too, but that's the way they are wearing them nowadays. Crowley- Just think of our forest preserves. Neerbasch- How about our sub- way jam? Howie- May I hold your Palm Olive? Mrs. Richardson- Not on your Lifebuoyf' Before marriage a man yearns for a woman, and after marriage the y is silent. Page One Hundred Eight Miss Handy- How was iron first discovered? Laurene Fuller- I'm a bit rusty on the subject, but I believe they smelt it. Claude something cheap, in a felt hat. Clerk- Try this on. The mirror is at your left. Emery- Pd like to see Thelma ettes have oriental names F Slattery-- Because they Donk- Why do cigar- Pauline have good shapes and thin Wrappers. Squire- Did you send for me, my lord? Lancelot- Yes, make haste, bring me a can openerg I've got a flea in my knight clothes. Edith Hulburt- Do horses bray? Kay Ferris- Neigh, neigh, my child. Miss Smith- I'1l give you just one day to hand in that paper. Eileen Mercer- All right. How about 4th of July? Farnsworth- Knapp, charge of this class? Knapp Cmeeklyj- No, sir, I am not in charge. Farnsworth fin rage!- Well then! If you're not the professor in charge of the class, why do you get up and act like an idiot? are you in Helen Coon- It's so difficult to do what's right all the time. Doris Shearns-- Cheer up-the first ten commandments are the hardest. Su uv iivvns- ' 2 0 THE HOUR GLASS iiriliiflo Tia B115 XE- O I O - Q fyf of LEXQE 'f '- f NPQ 2 E mwiwvw A QW NNNN my , .. wx x ww .N- i ,,. 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'XM Y HANK Q Sclxxev S Easier AMW Page One Hundred Nine 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 Glee Club laboring at a difficult passage- La te do, la te-- Miss Anderson-- Please make the 'te' stronger. Pearl Morrison started to collect antiques and she acquired a horse- hair chair, whereupon she discovered immediately why her grandmother al- ways wore six petticoats. Dave Green- What were you thinking of, sweetie?' Esther- Nothing much. Dave- Why weren't you think- ing of me? Esther- I was. Leo Roesser- Man is wonderful. He has learned to fly like a bird. John Petrie- Yes, but he hasn't learned to sit on a barbed wire fence. Teacher- Did your father help you with this problem? Bill Surrey-- No, I managed to get this wrong by myself. Loretta Sullian-- Why did you stop singing in the choir? Helen Van Norman- Because one day I didn't sing and somebody asked if the organ had been fixed. Billy Miller- Do you believe that kissing is unhealthy? Shirley Bower- I couldn't say- I've neve- A Billy- Never been kissed? Shirley- I've never been sick. Conductor- Do you know what happens 'to little boys who tell lies? Ed Surrey- Sure, they ride for half fare. Page One Hundred Ten Nurse-- Do you want to see the little brother the stork brought you ? Phil Hartley- Naw, I wanna see the stork. t Maryett Tallman fafter running down a jay walkerj- Say, while you are under there take a look at my brake rods. David, said his mother, do I ac- tually see you playing with your soldiers on the Sabbath? Oh, that's all right, mother, re- plied Dave Greene, this is the Salva- tion Army. ' 1 Helen Van Norman- Did the op- eration cost much? Nina Barker- No, the doctor gave me special cut rates. R. Moulton- So Way Hare fin- ished his engineering correspondence, did he? C. Bridges- Yes, he did. I was in the post office when he graduated. Neil Burbank- We are coming to a tunnel, are you afraid? Mary S.- Not if you take that cigar out of your mouth? Clifford- By the way Fish, don't worry any more about that dollar you owe me. G. Salmon- Why? Don't you want it. Clifford- Not that, but there's no use both of us worrying about it. Customer- Do you carry B elimi- nators? C. Emery fsummer job in storeh- No, sir, but we have roach powder and some fly swattersf' O THE HOU Can I help you? asked a citizen. Thanks, answered Ed, I'm look- ing for the Detroit Free Press. Doctor- You certainly have acute appendicitisf' Nina B.- Oh, doctor, you flatter me. Earl Barnhart fto druggistj- Now be sure and write plain on them bot- tles which is for the Jersey cow and which is for my wife. I don't want anything to happen to that Jersey cow. Parson- And which of the para- bles do you like best, my boy? Irv. Anderson- The one where somebody loafs and fishes. It's poor economy for a girl to buy a pair of 35.00 hose and roll them down to 31.75. Bill Bolton- I spent ten dollars on a canary last week. J. Trau-- That's nothing, I spent fifteen on a lark. Leo Roesser I in the armyj- I-laltl Who goes there? Answer- Major Moses. Leo fscenting a jokej- Advance, Moses, and give the ten command- ments. Coach Richardson- What exper- ience have you had? Bob Briggs- Well, last summer I was hit by two autos and a truck? Biographical sketch of Duffy Vig- aretti: Born and grazed in Chi- cago.' R GLASS l l! lO Miss Bryon- If there were Mr. Jones and Mrs. Jones and the baby, how many were there? Glenn Petrie- There would be two and one to carry. L. Stillwell- Why does Santa Claus wear a beard? D. Ellsworth- Because he has so many Christmas necktiesf' Now that so many younger people are coming into high school, the 1935 Junior Prom will be held on a Merry- go-round. Way Hare- So your wife has thrown every bit of pottery in the house at you? Don Ostrander- Yes, all, all are gone, the old familiar vases. They CAI Sullivan and Helen Du- Boisj were sitting in the moonlight. And, she said proudly, if pov- erty comes we'll face it together. Oh, sweetheart, he answered, just a mere sight of your face would scare the wolf away. And he wondered Why she returned the ring. Finn Burrus fto druggistJ- Gim- me a nickc1's worth of sorts. Druggist fNina Bramerj- Sorry, but I'm out of sorts today. And we hear that a Scotchman, Don Malcolm, wouldn't kiss a girl be- cause he has a gold tooth. Harriet Dodd- Does John dance? Millie Ewing- Does he, I'll sayg he's been a pupil of Saint Vitus for years. Page One Hundred Eleven 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 A famous local beauty has dis- appeared. Perhaps she washed it off. Track Star CBob Sturdevantb- I came within 10 seconds of breaking a world's record once. Ardent Admirer fLeah Pritchardj - Oh, Bob, in what event? Bob fproudlyj- The 100 yard dash. 77 Parachute Jumper CRay Molten,- Well, well, now if that Wasn't clever! Someone put a lunch in my pack in- stead of a parachute. Crowd, at a Fairport football game -- We want a touchdown ! Small voice fthat of Joe Traul- Papa, I want a sack of peanuts. The Villain fDave Hodgsonj- Don't you scream, girl. The Heroine fBernice Reynoldsb- Why not, pray? Dave- All right, pray then, but it won't do you any good. Proud father-- Remember my son, that brave fellow who said 'The world is my oyster which I with my word will open'. Scappy offspring QDanny Lamon- icaj- Yes, Dad, but just try open- ing an oyster with a boxing glove. Em Moulton- So Weisy is the backbone of the baseball team. Bill Bolton- Yeah, and they're trying to get a chiropracter for coach. D. Hodgson- Why does that can- nibal look at us so intently? Loretta Sullivan- I expect he's the food inspector. Page One Hundred Twelve Alice Brandt- One thing about 'Chet' is that he's in school for an education. Laurene Fuller- Sure, Ted didn't make the football team either. Favorite Washington Expressions Was he tight? Keep away from those swinging doors! Where do we eat? Think nothing of it. Did I leave my raincoat around here anyplace? What's your address? Quit throwing that water down. Shut up and let a guy sleep. Oh! My feet. Wait a minute. Where's the Dick? Gosh, more steps? Have you eaten? Where are you from? Where's Howie? What time is it? Good ol' Raleigh. 'KN-'1 H, i ll MU f- Face powder may catch a man, but it's baking powder that keeps them. Central- Number, please? Art Steffen- I want Blank 4321, and say, get it quick like they do in the movies. O THE HOU Miss Young- Pm going over to the hospital to be operated on to- morrow. Eleanor Jacobs- Good luck to you. I hope everything comes out all right. There is nothing more pathetic than a horse fly on a radiator. First Roman CJohn Buss, at a Christian massacre!- We've got a capacity crowd, but still we're losing money. The upkeep on the lions is pretty heavy. Second Roman KR. Sturdevantj- Yes, sir, those lions sure do eat up the prophets. Lady- Doesn't that little boy swear terribly? Sam Fiandach- Yes'm, he sure does. He don't put any expression into it at all. Farmer- Come on. I'll show you how to milk a cow. J. Parks- Perhaps I'd better start on a calf. John P.- Will you marry me, dearest? Dorothy M.- Certainly, compan- ionate, trial or fight-to-a-finish? R GLASS l lI !0 A Tragedy It was a cold, slippery day in mid- winter, just before Christmas. A poor man with a happy expression on his face walked into a store. He had reason to be happy. He was going to buy his wife a Christmas present. She didn't expect one, for he had been out of work for a long time, and they had to economize greatly to keep body and soul together. He went to a counter and after fingering this piece and that, he finally picked out a very beautiful and expensive Vase. He paid out a great part of the meager amount of money he had sweated blood for, and after the ar- ticle had been wrapped up, he walked proudly out of the store. There were tears in his eyes, as he thought of how happy his wife would be. He broke into a little jig of pure joy when he reached the sidewalk but, lo and be- hold, he slipped, fell, and the vase broke into a thousand pieces. Heh! heh! heh! -Neil Burbank 1 Claude Emery- Would you ob- ject if I kissed you? Loretta Barret-KNO answerj. Claude- Are you deaf? Loretta- No, are you dumb? Ray M.- They laughed at me when I spoke to the waiter in Italian -but he came right back with some Scotch. ,P f Q 5'-f, 4, XX Nx gf i va fa .- 91.1 L' C! Q M-4, 4 L ' M5 w- 1 . A ' Page One Hundred Thirteen 0 THE HOUR GLASS I !! l0 B. Brown- How can you expect to drive a nail into the Wall with a hair brush? A. M. Weir- For goodness sake, use your head. And what in France, asked L. Lawler, did you enjoy the most? Well, I think, said M. Murphy, it was the French pheasants singing the Mayonnaisef' Are you a doctor? asked Thelma Donk of a young man at a soda foun- tain. Fred Phillipsf No, lnndam, I'n1 n fizzicianf' Are you laughing at me? de- manded Miss Jessup, in class. No, came the answer from Bill Surrey. Well, insisted Miss Jessup, what else in the room is there to laugh at? A youth's mustache was the pioneer of the installment plan-a little down and then a little more each week. G. Herrick- I've brought that last pair of pants to be reseated. You know I sat a lot. Tailor- Yes, and I hope you've brought the bill to be receipted. You know, I've stood a lot. Page One Hundred Fourteen AD DER TISERS D THE HOUR GLASS ! li l0 We appreciate the interest of the business men of Fairport, we are very grateful and happy to have the Dads of Twenty in our scholastic group, we wish to express our thanks to all advertisers. Yes, we urge all who have the opportunity of reading our book to patronize the advertisers. Albany Hospital ............................... Alex ......................................... Alfred University ....... . . . American Can Company .. . .. Ano-Welkley ........... . . . Bahler's ............... . . . Bramers ........................ . . . Bryant-Stratton College ............. . . . Buss and Son ....................... . . . Canton Engraving and Electrotype Co. . . . . . 123 122 117 129 129 Auto-Inns ........... . . . 120 122 122 118 125 124 Carlomusto, A. .................... . . .127 Cofl'ee's ........................ .. . 127 Copp ......... . . .127 Cotter, J. E. ... . . .125 Doud, Mayme . . . . .121 R Dudley-Hanby .... . . .126 Eddy Printing Co. . . . . . 117 Egypt Canning Co. ...... . . . Emery and Malone ........ . . . Fairport Candy Kitchen .... . . . Fairport National Bank .... . . . Fairport Oil Company . . . . . . Finnegan, James ...... . . . Gazley Printing Co. . . . . . Goodell Print Shop . . . . . . Green Lantern Inn . . . . . . Hart's ............ . . . Hogan ............. .... 123 129 125 123 125 121 127 127 129 121 127 Holcomb ............. . . .120 Hollander and Scoville . . . . . .129 Hupp, A. B. .......... ...126 Jackson, Dewey ...... . . .127 Kohler .......... . . .127 Lieb's ............ . . .125 Main, Floyd ......... . . .129 Mechanics Institute . . . . . .120 Meyer's ........... . . .122 McMahon ........ . . .122 Pierce Oil Co. . . . . .126 Prinzivalli .......... . . .127 Rambo's ................ . . . Rochester Gas and Electric .... . . . 127 R. B. I. .................. ...119 130 Rush ..................... . . .125 Russell .................. . . . Sayles ......... Schaufelberger .... Slocum ............. . . . Smith-Curry Studio . . . . . . Snow-Villere Co. ..... . . . 127 ...127 . . .126 122 119 121 Sugar Bowl .......... . . .127 Temple Sweet Shop . . . . . .121 Temple Theater ...... . . .125 Van Alstyne ....... . . .125 Wagor Drug Co. . . . . .122 Warren, E. D. . . . . .127 Warren-Kahse . . . . .123 Webb, J. D. ....... ...127 Welch, John ......... . . . 129 Welkley and Salmon . . . . . . 129 Yorton, T. .......... . . .122 Page One Hundred Sixteen THE HOUR GLASS l li l0 ALFRED UNIVERSITY A C lass A College of Opportunities Offers courses in SCIENCE ' APPLIED ART LIBERAL ARTS MUSIC CERAMIC ENGINEERING SUMMER SCHOOL PRE-MEDICAL PRE-DENTAL PRE-LAW Tuition is free in New York State School of Clay-Working and Ceramics Standards of scholarships are High, Expenses are Moderate Convenient for students of VVestern New York For further information, write The Registrar, Alfred, New York FINE SCHOOL P RI N T I NG 5.4 'egwwgf T H E EDDY PRINTING COMPANY ALBION, NEW YORK Page One Hundred Seventeen 0 THE HOUR GLASS 0 BUSINESS EDUCATION LEADS TO SATISFACTION BUT, REMEMBER THESE THINGS I QUALITY OF PREPARATION DETERMINES THE QUANTITY OF SUCCESS X! X f 721' I100 ZQQV WMO 5 W S fel' S f 3 0 X QQLMW W X 0 W !1 !w2'ws ff? U':Mwz'ys-- , , 5,, ?fl?iZI!!!ff, I ,, 1 W - , kgzl! 44,14 ff! X 1 455214, Z7 ' I c' g 1 Z 'E f ..:.::.:w.:'.... EO 9 NEW fi 4512222 X ' A eww' fm V51lfl'9 ,, ,, , ,, , 4 7 9:52 ' 2 46' I , A 1 1 4' 1 t ,, ' W ' , f 47' I f' , V! fl , giff? 5 417 147 ig I ,, 1 12:5 ff I ef I 75 YEARS OF succEssFuL Expememce STANDS BACK OF ouR courzses Wynn? A IC28 MAIN STREET, BUFFALO, NM ed Eighteen 0 THE HOUR GLASS l ll lO Executive Training for Business Attendance Over IOOO Students in the Day and Evening Classes Fall Term Begins September 2, 1930 Requests for information will be honored promptly ROCHESTER BUSINESS INSTITUTE Rochester, N. Y. I Batavia, N. Y. PORTRAITS AND GROUPS in this book were macle by SMITI-I-CURREY STUDIO F.E. BADER Photographer 133 Clinton Avenue South ROCHESTER, N. Y. Telephone: Main 5475 0 THE HOUR GLASS i l! l0 WHEN IN ROCHESTER Park at the Rochester Auto-lnns Washing and Lubricating East Unit 23 Stillson St. Central Unit 39 Stone St. GEO. W. I-IOLCOMB Jeweler Specializing in Diamonds WATCHES, CLOCKS AND REPAIRING Phone 145 147 E. Commercial Street EAST ROCHESTER, N. Y. Cooperative Courses Industrial Electrical Industrial Mechanical Industrial Chemical Construction Supervision Retail Distribution Food Administration Costume Art Applied Art Courses Illustration Art, Craft Education Interior Decoration Professional Crafts Design FAIRPORT-JU Ten students from Fairport are enrolled at Mechanics Institute this year. There are two each in Cooperative Electricity, Mechan- ics and Constructive Supervision and one each in Food Administra- tion, Art Education, Illustration and Chemistry. They are securing a thorough preparation for their future ca- reers. For you, too, the Institute offers exceptional opportunities. Information concerning any of the courses listed will be sent on request. Mechanics Institute ROCHESTER, NEW YORK Page One Hundred Twenty 0 THE HOUR GLASS i li !0 YOU CAN GET OUR ROSES From Any Local, Vicinity or Rochester Florist Be Sure to Insist Upon FRESH HOME GROWN ROSES! GEORGE B. HART Wholesale Rose Grower Fairport, N. Y. MAYME F. DOUD Telephone 317-.I ll West Ave., Fairport, N. Y. Water and Finger Waving Shampooing, Marcel Waving Manicuring, Hair Bobbing Scalp Treatment, Hair Dyeing Facial Massage EDMOND PROCESS of PERMANENT WAVING Compliments of Snow Villere Co. Fairport, N. Y. James M. Finnegan, Temple Sweet Shoppe Incorporated Try Our 19 S. M ' St t Phoingo ree Sodas and Sundaes ELECTRIC WIRING Atwater-K ent Radios Fancy Individual Moulds BRICK and BULK CREAM We Deliver Page One Hundred Twenty-one 0 THE HOUR GLASS ! I! !0 Star Dry Cleaning 21 West Ave. Tom Yorton, Prop. BRAMER'S Corner Drug Store The Rexall Store Phone 49 M E Y E R ' S J.M.BAHLER SHOE STORE Hardware Eaton Shoes for Men Heating 8: Plumbing Electric Wiring Polly-Preston-Arch Shoe for Women and the Growing Girl 1750 Main Street GEO. A. Compliments of AGENCY, INC. Milton McMahon FeedandProcluce Phone 286 Brown Bldg. 22 High street A L E X I-It Cleaning and Shoe Shining Parlor For Ladies and Gents 7 N. Main St. Fairport, N. Y. WAGOR DRUG CO. We Deliver Fairport, N. Y. Phone 50 28 S. Main St. PaeOn Hn1dT t THE HOUR GLASS l l3 l0 SORORITY AND FRATERNITY JEWELRY individuality is the keynote today in SORORlTY AND FRATER- NITY JEWELRY. Our Art Department will be pleased to work with you in creating a distinctive and unique design for your organization. Your Glee Club, Orchestra, Dramatic and Literary Clubs should have a little emblem of distinction. Write us for ideas. WARREN-KAHSE, INC., Rochester, N. Y. ALBANY HOSPITAL Registered Training School for Nurses affiliated with Albany Medi- cal College, offers a three year course of instruction in all depart- ments of nursing. Maintenance, text-books, monthly allowance and uniforms sup- plied to students. Classes enter February and September of each year. For further information apply to The Superintendent of Nurses ALBANY HOSPITAL ALBANY, N. Y. Compliments of EGYPT CANNING COMPANY Fairport National Bank ancl Trust Company Fairport, N. Y. Page One Hundred Twenty-three l ! l Engravings in this Annual by THE CANTON ENGRAVING and ' ELECTROTYPE CQMPANY Canton, Ohio O THE HOUR GLASS T. VAN ALSTYNE Lincoln and Fairport Rd. East Rochester, N. Y. Gasoline and Oils Accessories TEMPLE THEATRE Fairport, N. Y. Now Equipped With the R. C. A. Sound Showing only the Best in TALKING PICTURES COMEDIES and NOVELTIES Always a First Class Show JAMES E. COQTTER Meats and Groceries Phone 411-34 Main St. Compliments of LIEB'S BAKERY 32 West Avenue Phone 216 Compliments of FAIRPORT CANDY FAIRPORT OIL CO. Fairport, N. Y. Phone 324 PITTS BRANCH Main and State Sts. Phone 142 A. J. BUSS Xu SON AMOS H. RUSH Meat Market Phone 352-F-5-Palmyra Rd. Cas and Oil Corner Atlantic Avenue and Fairport-Webster Road Page One Hundred Twenty-f O 0 THE HOUR GLASS liill l0 WASHING POLISHING ALEMITING I-I U P P IVI O T O R S Sales Service FAIRPORT PHONE 235 Dudley-Hanby Lumber Company, Inc. BUILDING MATERIAL Phone 52 Fairport, N. Y. HUDSON and ESSEX Sales and Service SCHAUFELBERGER BROTHERS PENFIELD, NEW YORK Tivo Entirely New Cars The Hudson Great Eight The New Essex Challenger FASCINATING-BRILLIANT-ECONOMICAL Phone East Rochester, 415-J Compliments of PIERCE COIVIPANY East Rochester, New York O THE HOUR GLASS l ll l0 Compliments of A FRIEND DEWEY JACKSON coAL AND coKE. Compliments of Goodell Print Shop 7 Prospect St. Fairport, N. Y. E. D. WARREN Dry Goods, Groceries, Boots and Shoes Wall Paper and Paints Phone 77 Fairport, N. Y. Compliments of ROBERT SAYLES R A M B O ' S No. 1 North Main St. It Pays To Look Well FEATHER WEIGHT COMFORT ARCH SUPPORT Consult J. F. COPP 19 Copeland Bldg. Rochester Satisfactory Service at COFFEE'S SERVICE STATION lt will pay you to get acquainted J. B. HOGAN Cigars, Pool, Bowling Compliments of M. A. RUSSELL Compliments of DR. M. W. KOHLER Compliments of J. D. WEBB Compliments of Prinzivalli Bros. Compliments of SUGAR BOWL Gazley Printing Co. Compliments of A. CARLOMUSTO Page One Hundrel Twenty- THE HOUR GLASS ! l! lO Compliments of DAVE'S DAD Compliments of HELEN'S DAD Compliments of ALlCE'S DAD Compliments of LORETTA'S DAD Compliments of FLORENCE'S DAD Compliments of JACK'S DAD Compliments of NINA'S DAD Compliments of DORIS'S MOTHER Compliments of CATHERlNE'S DAD Compliments of MARlE'S DAD Compliments of LUClLLE'S DAD Compliments of MARJORlE'S DAD Compliments of LORETTA'S DAD Compliments of CHARLOTTE'S DAD Compliments of Mll..DRED'S DAD Compliments of WAYLAND'S DAD Compliments of BURLY'S DAD Compliments of MARJORlE'S DAD Compliments of JOHN'S DAD Compliments of IDA'S DAD Page One Hundred Twenty-eight O THE HOUR GLASS 9 American Can Co. GREEN LANTERN I N N Steak and Chicken D I N N E R S Weddings, Luncheons Bridge Parties Phone 59 Com liments of Compliments of P EMERY AND MALONE Welkley and Salmon Funeral Directors Clothing, Shoes and S tud webaker Reo Furnishings , ANO-WELKLEY W E L C H ' S East Rochester Rev Sfudebakef .if',lf,'f,'Li'Q'1 22163111 FLOYD R. MAIN Hollander 8x Scoville Your Carpenter-Contractor I G A 130 High St. Phone 12-M Call 120 4 f 0 0 THE HOUR GLASS iill l0 Compliments of Rochester Gas SL Electric Corp. Q!-Ldf'-f f jc ' ' f ,A '414f.fLff Jffc' fzfu' - - M4144 L 1 1 ff ff fm fmt 1 fn 01'-+-1,'1 8' ,F f' l.1'xif'-11 -'M v, VA :jlfllf ff A L t' 1 r r R xlilq E' . X , 6 i 5 6 1 W ...4 PgOHddTh ty Autographs KL 0 ' LS QM, Ofww-JJ TWWMM My QJWWMQJ Qi? ww 33 Q,Q,,,,Q ' iw ,,ff-M-J 'Sf 6f,.M,J Ld kfff' Autographs :la urn-no-m I l l l l l l l l l l nilllvlumniuimgnmg-mlill1.lIlill.1ulqnl-g.1smu-ni 'llribute 'col a .Beloved I 'I' Miss Mmsnva L. DQLAND nigh seam rfincipu The addition of 55 alumni to thel long lis.t of graduates from Fairport High schoolxsuggests a backward look, even to the year 1876, when the first class was graduated. 'That year four persons were handed their diplomas. They were Millie Hill, Ella T. Lewis, Charles Watson and Charles Waldron. They will be remembered by some of our older residents. The next year there were five in the class, in 1878 there were only two and in 1879 there was only one. In only one other year has there been but one, and that was in 1888. In 1887 there were two, however. Then the classes began to' increase in numbers, running' aroulaiil- 15 th 30 until quite recently, when 1 they have numbered considerably higher. This year's class is the larg- est on record. Undoubtedly .the one person in Fairport who has formed the greatest number of lasting acquaintances' among the alumni of the school isl Miss Minerva, L. DeLand, the princi- pal of the High school, in years past known as the preceptress. It can be said with a full consciousness of the truth of the statement that the one person whose influence has been felt in the life of the alumni and all con- nected in any way with Fairport, school activities more than any 'other, is Miss DeLand, an influence and a friendship considered literally by hundreds of students as the choicest that has touched th 'r lives and lived. in their lives in the K fter years. ' I . ,Ten, .twenty, thirty years from now the members of the present graduat- ing class will look back upon the days they spent in Fairport High school, the inspiring personal contact they have felt with Miss DeLand, with a deep sense of gratitude that they have been permitted to enjoy and pro- fit by the iniiuence' of a teacher so deeply interested in their personal well being, happiness, and one so ear- nestly devoted to her wdrk. This is the sentiment expressed in no meaningless ,terms by a number of our graduates who' have incidentally referred to Miss DeLand and her, work in conversationdqry-ight, I , writer, particularly in immedialtefre- cent years. And this sentiment pre- vails among our townspeople gene-Q rally. ' l .One of these days, in the naturall course of events, Miss DeLand willl relinquish her duties as a teacher inl Fairport's High school, and on thati day the schools will miss one whosel life and contacts have meant much in 5 the shaping of young lives, one whose influence will continue because of the high ideals she has universally held before them, and .the sympathetic in-A 4 terest she has taken .and will con-I tinue to have in them. lt seems quite opportune at thisq commencement season, when, quite! naturally, interest centers on the gradu-ates, ,to offer this word of sin- cere tribute to one so truly deserving. F. B. M. l Record Class Presented Diplomas Tuesday Ev- ening--Address by Attorney George S. Van Schaick of Rochester--Prizes Awarded-- Other Activities of the Week. i, Fifty-live students were graduated from Fairport High school Tuesday levening, and this was the 55th an- nual commencement in the history of the school--a coincidence .that may never again occur. This class is the largest ever graduated from here, hence in these two respects it is a record breaking event. The first of the commencement ac- tivities took place Friday evening in .the High school auditorium, when 82 were graduated from the Intermediate department into the High school. The baccalaureate sermon was de- livered in Bethlehem Evangelical church Sunday evening by the pastor, Rev. H. D. Schulz. The church was crowded by friends of the -graduates. The Junior prom was held -in the High school gymnasium and .the commence- ment exercises were held in the audi- torium Monday evening. The program for the evening in- cluded musical selections by a trio from Rochester, composed of Howard Kubic, pianist, Vera Allen, violinist, andi Louis Melazer, cellist. Rev. E. B. Taft gave the invocation. A school quartet composed of Nina Bramer, Arlene Coryell, Arthur Steffen and Irving Anderson sang June Song. Miss Kathleen Goetten was the salutatorian, the subject of her essay being Spirit of the Times, which appears in full elsewhere. The address to the graduating class was given by Hon. George Van Schaick of Rochester, who was pre- sented by Superintendent Coffee. Mr. Van Schaick introduced his talk by returning down memory's lane to .a visit to Fairport some 20 years ago. He spoke to the class of the serious consideration of the salutatorian's talk The Spirit of the Times. He said that one of .the signs of the times for the present generation was the fact of their thinking for themselves, mixed with good hard common sense. He said that .the present generation thinks things out for themselves, ex- amines the facts for themselves, does not take the say so of anyone, but proceeds to apply the particular spirit. He suggested that now at this time when the graduates are go- ing out 'to take positions that they live up to and beyond their job, noi matter what it might be, that they put their whole mind and thought into itg that they have an entirely different attitude than in previous encounters and. regard the job with courage. His second thought was service to the community. He .said that good government depends upon the ac- tivisty of .the citizen. The younger generation has a different conception of public duty, with a better impetus for a new government. They have a broader outlook on public questions. It was not so many years ago when all disputes were settled by physical fights, but now ,the wager of battle is decided otherwise. His admonition was not to accept anybody's ideas for settlement of dispute, but to broaden one's own horizo.n and decide accordingly. ' From a talk of some time past, Mr. Van Schaick said he remembered the point which made the greatest impres- sion on his mind was the building of castles forthe future, that the great- est duty man owed was on the after. self. He said: What about the after self which is waiting you in the thir- ties, :forties and fifties? What will you give him in a mind, trained to think and act? What legacy are you going to give him? Are you goinga-to-. throw away your inheritance or spend it wisely with the years. What really counts is the courage to face life as it is not as it ou-ght to be. You ought to be qble and will make-f it as it ought to be. ' Following the valedictory by Helen! Coon on Careers for Women, Super- intendent of Schools Thomas 'G. Coffee announced .the prizes, as fol- lows. For the best worker in the Senior classl a prize of 55.00 given by the Amicitia club, went to Raymond Moulton. The P. T. A. gave 85.00 in prizes,'one to a girl and one to a boy for the most persevering, which went to Helen Van Norman and Wil- liam Bolton. The G. G. Wilcox prize for the best in three years French went to Helen Fritts and the best in art to Ida Mildahn. The science prize of 35.00 went to Charles King, and from a friend of the clas ilcs, for .-4 CLEASS ROLL College.-BPfr5ass.QPP52.9.,- Nina DaCosta Bramer Alice Catherine Brandt Barbara Ayrault Brown Helen Alice Coon Thelma E. Donk Elizabeth Sylvia Foote Emma Laurene Fuller Kathleen Mary .Goetten David Abbott Greene J. Pearl Morrison Esther Louise Murphy John Klett Parks Mary Harriet ,Sampson Edward T. Surrey William Carlisle Surrey Maryett H. Tallman Anna Marion Weir 1. Academic Amy H. Baker William Crawford Bolton Shirley Elaine ,Bower Neil Brad Burbank Carl W. Burlingame Ralph Edward .Burrus John A. Buss Elizabeth S. Crowley Irene M. DeCassa Qharlotte R. Doebereiner adeline Ruth Dryer laude Willard Emery uy F. Everhart ildred Ewing elen Estella Fritts sther Ruth Ginnegaw Wayland F. Hare llary Marjorie Hickey 'avid sneu Hodgson .- Course Esther M. Kesby Loretta L. Lawler Florence J. Lucas R. Lucille Martin .Ida R. Mildahn Mary E. Monihan Ray F. Moulton Mary B. Murphy Marie L. Notebaert Katherine A. 0'Leary George Donald Ostrander John H. Petrie George W. Salmon Evelyn F. Schumacher Harry C. Schumacher Doris Helen Shearns Loretta E. Sullivan Joseph J. Trau Helen Elizabeth VanNorman -4151QQ1g1-1m1gg1lq1q1u--1g1q1-111---.551gg.-gig.-Q131-13-.113-.n1g-g1..-m1nim1m..u the best in .four years of Latin Helen Coon. The prize in homemak-5 ing went to Mildred Richburg. Chautauqua prizes of 55.00 each foal the best in English for four yeatgtg and project book went to Elizabqhi. Foote and Barbara Brown, IBBPQGHH tively. The Historical club gave twof prizes, one in Ancient History and one in modern, which went to Estherf' .Samys and Helen Fritts. The Fair-5 port National Bank gave a first second prize in mathematics, the first: to Neil Charity and the second to- Charles Tolhurst. Miss' Catharine Smith gave a 55.00 prize for the one who had made the greatest improve-Q ment in English to Esther Ginne-. gaw. A The diplomas were presented by Superintendent Coffee. t ' After the presentation of the diplomas to the graduating class by Mr. Coffee, the Senior gift, a bust off Lincoln, was presented to the schooiii by John Parks. Rev. Q. H. Coledia grove concluded the program with the. benediction. Eighty-two Graduate From the Intermediate Into the High School -i- The Intermediate department grad- uation exercises were held in the High school auditorium Friday 'even-, ing, when the January and J i classes, numbering 54 and 28 res ff tively, total A82, received their diplomiga Music was furnished by the Higiif school orchestra and there were songs' by various groups. The invocation was by Rev. E. B. Taft. Robert Dud- rleuave the ages .oiiwelcogne for. the class. The address of the even- mg Was by Rev. Kenneth Urquhart, the new minister in charge of St, Luke's Episcopal church. After presenting .the diplomas Su. perintendent Coffee announced the awards as follows: Cash prizes in gold, offered by Fairport Chapter, No. 444, C. E. S., to the best all-around pupils, in the three eighth grades, to Jung.. Eaton in Miss Brown's grade, Ruth Graham in Miss Mayer's ,grade and Charlotte McLeod in Mrs. Gazley's grade. Cash prizes in gold, offered by Miss Helen DeLand for the best book reports in the seventh and eighth grades. tn TA.. n....1.... 44.41 Ipit or me 'runes X Ialutatory Address l ' By Kathleen Goetten The class of 1930 salutes you and rejoices that you rejoice with us as we near our journey's end on this our commencement night. We greet you with all the sweet words of wel- come that have been said in every tongue, in every land, in every clime, in all time. They can but partially measure the satisfaction we feel in having you present at these exercises that mark the culmination of four years of study. Your presence sym- bolizes the interest, sympathy, and encouragement that you give ues to- night, but in a greater measure it symbolizes the interest, sympathy, and encoragement that have been your constant gifts not only at the end of this journey, but at its be- ginning, each day, and day by day. unrest pervades the uni- the spirit of the times, all times. It presided at of the world. From this time, change succeeded the earth was completely decorated for the recep- king and master, man. activity has manifested itself in all things throughout the ages. ' The babbling brook iiows on to join the larger stream and the stream on to the ebbing ocean. The sea rises and fallsg now it is calm as a mirrorg now tumultuously buffeted by fierce tempests. The trees bud in the spring timeg summer covers them with green foliageg the Lfrosts of autumn make them gorgeous in brilliant colors, A spirit of verse. It is the spirit of the creation prehistoric change until finished and tion of her A ceaseless J . .,drl KATHLEEN GDETTEN Sl-lltlU0l'iQQ L HELEN COON Valedictorian Careers For Women Valedictory Subject By Miss Helen Coon' .1-. Tonight marks a turning point in the lives of all of us in this graduate' ing class. We are now going out from school life into life's-school. Up to this time everything has been planned for us but now we must de- cide for ourselves what we will make of our lives. Each one will now -fol- low a chosen course to lead him to his desired life's work. Our class, the boys and girls of to- day, will be filling positions as. the teacher, doctor, lawyer, nurse or en- gineer of tomorrow. The range of careers to choose from is remarkable in this day. Nor is this field restrict- ed't6 mennaloheg Women have at last come into their own as is proved by numerous influential positions iilledi by them today. A glance at the censusl shows that American women are unconfined in their choice of vo- cations. Not only in the United States but in every constitutional country in the world the movement toward admitting women to full po- litical equality with men is gaining strength. Consider the numerous po-' sitions formerly held by men only, now eiiiciently filled by capable women. Detectives, lawyers, movie directors-women are showing their ability in all these directions. 'And no longer are political aiifairsl con- fined to the male population. Alt the present time in our Congress, women representatives are taking a promi- nent part. Ruth Bryan Owen and Ruth Hanna McCormack both are BCT, tive members of Congress. Mrs. Mc- nnmaauteulshs Rsmhlimm 1 IW? l l 3 neue? . ..iwid leaves- bare'Aand.1eaz1idrs1bar wrapped in ,man- tles of- spotless'sn'ow. The flowers 'bloom butfto-wither and fall. Nature! isnowhere content, and nothing is in absolute rest. From the, lowest order of animal creation to the highest, change is seen and felt. The brute creation is at variance with itself. When we reach man, the climax to all creation, does this restlessness cease? Has his con- dition remained unchanged? The shepherd tr'bes, that first wandering form of civilization, the vast migra- tions of the fifth century, the cru- sades, those mighty, living waves that swept over Europe, the west- Acward movement in modern times all negative the proposition of a change- less rest. An 'irresistable force is this unrest. All created things are subject to it, and its influence is most clearly marked in man. Here, within the mind and soul of man contend forces as blind and passionate as ever shook the material universe. Here are forces which urge man on, the Divine con- stantly warring against the human, constant movement, constant clashing, with wavering victory. There is an unrest drawing humanity upward. It is in sympathy with the Divine, a noble struggle for improve- ment. f It caused Columbus to sail westward, and as a result, behold a continent of republics! Did not a religious unrest govern the actions of that noble band of Jesuit mission- aries who suffered all the torture that Indian ingenuity could devise, who faltered not, but who preached to them till the last, the doctrine of Y r' 4 nois, the first time such an been offered any woman. my V li - ' ' 'u 4':reEM3qf, ?1:i apa?':a.4:f-Q--1--My , . iw? tffvff. ,H+-'Z?nn. ' L f'TW'ii. for 3. l e . an 1' w I '9 ' ' -.fuzfair ,,'71'-f V V VI V, a 1 2 2 i What is ' the question' asked of boys and girls of,High school age? Lt is this: . What- do you in- tend to do when you finish school? The answers to this question are gar- ied. Let us not fail to 'improve i' ouri selves continuallyg the broader '- our education the more pleasure we'll get out of life. After four happy, fleeting years, we are now graduating from High., school, but let us not allow our edu-5 cation to cease at this point. Let us strive on to higher goals so that our Alma Mater may be proud of us in her annals of history. A And now the time comes when we- must say farewell-farewell to this ,school which has been our abode for many .years of enjoyable labor, - farewell to ,the many happy times we have had together which will al- ways linger in our memories-fare- well to our teachers who have helped lighten our work and make our school days pleasant-and farewell to each other, for now we are all going our own chosen way. Christ crucified? And are not the vast armies of missionaries today battling for Christ and dying by the thousands amid- the jungles of Africa and upon the crowded plains of Asia actuated by a spirit of noble unrest? Dissatisfaction with the ,tyranny of England impelled an active minority of colonies to revolt, and in conse- 1.1.-- ' f 'Please turn to page 21 e . 1... BLZDWW ,,..,.......'---ff-ev-,..,:,11, f. 44+ .,....,....... -. . A M QUQUCE we have today our proud re- ,public. ' v Indignation at' the crime of slavery became uncontrolable in American hearts until, after four years of ceaseless tramp of armed battalions up and down our nation, there came at last the glorious day when the shackles of bondage fell from the arms and minds of millions. When the threat of war menaced the entire world, a spirit of unrest, of anxious sympathy actuated this great and powerful republic to reach a hand of courage, a hand of strength to succor heroes across the Atlantic, fighting, dying but never yielding, for that priceless boon we hold so dear. This spirit of unrest is exemplified in the work of mankind along every line today. It was this principle that influenced Edison in his unsurpassed inventions and Madame Cure in her unremitting study of radium. It went with Lindbergh across the Atlanticg it flew with .Byrd to the North Pole, it traveled with Eckner around the woirld. The Graph Zeppelin, the radio, be aeroplane, the countless electrical devices, are all products of a restless civilization. ' It has inspired every statesman and every jurist to a noble effort, and when .they have gone high upon the mountain of fame, it has urged them to a still higher summit. It 4 -induced men to dig deep into the ', to pry open the rocks, andto V all they can upon the land and Bittlle sea. It has inspired the pen of, every author and the tongue of !yd.ry hard that sang immortal verse. Wfhlis everywhere in life we find noble unrest, resulting in great lgliievement and in the betterment of world. Unrest is the great motive power, the lever which lifts the world, rlevating it to higher and higher planes. From this universal law rf unrest man is not exempt. From to death, from childhood to old lge, change is felt for improvement Jr debasement. It can not be evaded. Dnward and upward or backward and downward our path must lie. It is, therefore, imperative that we fearn to discern noble from ignoble impulses, that we may direct ,this restlessness and put it to its most noble use-a conscious fulfillment of duty in accordance with the Divine plan and in harmony with the Spirit of the Times. , 1 Y...-..-l. r l I 4 2-fx