Frankfort High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Frankfort, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 120 of the 1917 volume:

f Anna M. Claybaugh “Ipsa quidem virtus sibimet pulcherrima merces. (Virtue herself is her own fairest reward.) We, the class of 1917, dedicate this “Cauldron” to Anna M. Claybaugh, a teacher whose life is devoted to her work; who is far more than a mere classroom teacher; whose aid and counsel in our school is invaluable. Foreword IFE has been described as a vast sea. It has its currents, its tempests, and its calms. The high school may be described as a fertile island in that vast sea, an island, in that it is a stopping off place for voyagers on the sea of life—a coaling station, as it were, in life’s great journey. After having landed on this island long enough to take aboard our supply of coal, in the form of knowledge, we are ready to embark once more and be carried away and apart on the currents of the sea of life. But. as the voyager, lingering on an island, imprints his name in the sand, or carves it on some rock or tree, the class of 1917 hope to leave an impress on this school, and prolong the memory of our grand old class, with this, the fifth volume of “The Cauldron.” We have striven to paint for our friends, a picture of our high school days, and the benefits we have derived from them. We have constructed an oracle of the past, as it were, to which we may go in days to come, and gazing far into the “shadowy designs of the past,” renew from time to time the shattering chain of Iron Linked Fellowship moulded in our high school days. Superintendent O. M. Pittenger Ira The Faculty The Staff EDITOR-IN-CHIEF Orvan I. Cohee. ASSOCIATE EDITORS Gretchen Miller Evelyn Russell. JOKES Mary Kelly Cecil Bury Napoleon Zarick. ART Anna Petty Mary Oliphant Lela Coin. ORATORY AND DEBATE Millard Morrison Halfred Brown. ORGANIZATIONS Okal Hart Lelah Jones. BUSINESS MANAGER Alfred W. Mersch. ASSISTANT BUSINESS MANAGER Claude Conley. The Staff High School English HE learner should always recollect and review his lectures, read over some other author or authors on the subject, confer upon it with his instructor, or with his associates, and write down the clearest results of his present thoughts, reasonings, and inquiries, to which he may have recourse hereafter, either to re-examine them and apply them to proper use, or to improve them farther to his own advantage.” The purpose of high school English is two-fold: to familiarize the student with the lives and works of the best authors, and to teach him the easiest and best expression of his thoughts, both in composition and conversation. Bacon’s oft-quoted dictum, that ‘‘reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man,” applies with unusual aptness to the study of English, for the wise teacher will combine all of these habits in the English course he gives to his pupils. He will cause them to read the most famous and most representative works of the recognized masters in literature; he will so train them that they will be able to discuss fluently and clearly what they have studied; and he will demand written work of them, covering their own experiences as well as subjects they have read about. When a youth has really completed a high school course in English, he should at least be familiar with, if he has not studied, such classics as ‘‘Gil Bias,” ‘ Don Quixote,” ‘‘Tom Jones,” ‘‘Hamlet,” and In Memoriam.” He should be able to express himself clearly and simply in written composition and in oral conversation. There are by-products of an English course, too. For instance, one is the “dictionary habit.” If Samuel Johnson or Noah Webster (suddenly and secretly resurrected) should walk into a class room or home where we are studying, and see the multitude of words that we daily pass by with only a vague— and often no—idea of their meaning, I fancy their opinion of the good results which are said to have accrued from their labors would very noticeably decrease. In a conversation with a well educated woman of my acquaintance, a question arose as to whether the famous sculptor Saint-Gaudens were yet living. The question was quickly disposed of, when, consulting a dictionary, she informed me that he had died in 1907. This seems a petty example, yet it has remained stamped on my memory, and 1 doubt whether I shall ever entirely forget the date of the death of the sculptor of the famous Stevenson bas-relief. A high school English course should be a key to the best that has been written in the world, a kind of “Open Sesame” to the higher things, a taste presented in such a way that the mind hungers continually after what is best, and does not rest until it is nourished by contact with such recognized masters of style as Addison and Macaulay, such masters of content as Wordsworth and Scott. DONALD BOND, ’18. Nine THE CAULDRON Lack of Ambition in the Frankfort High School There is a feeling, which is frequently expressed, among the members of the faculty of the Frankfort High School, that the student body lacks an essential, which seems to be ambition. Ambition, in the sense the faculty use it, is the desire which should be cultivated in the heart of every student, to be a better student than the average. The feeling among the faculty, that we lack this desire, certainly is not unfounded. Let us analyze the fault, and, if possible, find the cause and a remedy. There is no doubt that there are many students in the Frankfort High School who are ambitious. Probably the true fault is not the lack of an ambition, but rather the lack of the right kind of ambition. There are many who have a desire to become leaders in life, yet they are willing to be only average students. They hope to be successes in life, but they feel that the time for consistent effort has not yet come. We do not think that the Frankfor High School is retrograding, or that the ideals of the students are being lowered. We think the fault lies in the inability of many of the students to appreciate the value of good high school training. Two-thirds of the students that come to the high school come for reasons other than those the school is primarily intended for. Some come for pleasure, and have no intention of doing good work. Others come because their parents compel them to do so. Still others come because they desire to enter into some outside activity of the school, such as athletics or oratory. Probably only one-third of the students of the high school come with the express intention of becoming leaders in class work. Not only this, but possibly only half of this one-third have the pluck and determination to stay with the work the entire four years. The other half of the students, that started to school wih the right intentions, are drawn aside by outside events, or they lose interest and fall into the class of “loafers.” 1 believe that a larger number of consistent workers will be found in the Freshman class than in the Senior class, owing to the divided interests of the Seniors. Thus we see that only about one-sixth of the entire -student body comes to school with the desire to make the grades on the report cards come up to the standard desired by the faculty, and it is because of this fact that the faculty says that this school lacks ambition. The causes, as we have found them, seem to be the inability of the students to comprehend the value of consistent work in the high school, and the divided interests of the students. To determine the fault and establish a cause were easy enough, but to suggest a remedy is a far more difficult matter. It seems almost impossible to impress upon the students the seriousness and value of high school life. To stop the outside activities of the school would be to kill the interest of two-thirds of the students. The laurels won through outside activities are much more luring than the A’s in the class work. Besides, there is a possibility of gaining inside help through outside effort. There is a fault, recognized by all, yet admitted by few, existing in this school, which comes through the qualifications demanded for entrance into the outside activities. The fact that students are compelled to be up in three subjects, is supposed to influence the participants to better work, but the fact is that the students depend upon the outside activities to help their grades. When the good student is given the same praise and the same encouragement as the winners in outside events; when the winners of outside events are no longer shown partiality; when the students learn to look to the school work Ten THE CAULDRON as first and outside activities as second; when the activities no longer take up the entire attention of so many students; and when the students learn to look upon the high school as a very important portion of their life—then the Frankfort High School will be noted for its high standards of efficiency, and the faculty will be proud of the student body rather than ashamed of thpir lack of ambition. The Lack of Ambition in Our High School There are two sides on the question of ambition or the lack of it in our high school, that of the instructors, and that of the students. The teachers are inclined to believe that high school pupils are lazy, and are the “don’t care” kind. But on this subject the viewpoint of the student who is compelled every evening to carry home three or four books, including an American history and a note book, a commercial geography plus a note book, and his “Moody, Lovett, and Boynton,” is entirely different. He spends the entire evening poring over his books. In history he must have a whole chapter outlined, two maps made for commercial, and have reviewed one hundred fifty pages for an English test, all of which come the following day. He studies until eleven o’clock at night, and yet has not finished. He decides to quit for the night and get up early irl the morning to study. In one class the next day, he receives a severe criticism for failure in recitation, and receives an invitation to spend the evening with his teacher. Because of his overworked brain, he fails in his English test. Is it any great wonder that he is discouraged? The students will endure so much, remaining in a good humor, and not lose enthusiasm. But, when the teachers pile work upon them sky high,” it is enough to make them the “don’t care” kind. Some instructors seem to forget that they are not the only ones who make long assignments. The railroad men and other laborers are compelling the enforcement of the eight hour law. Why then should the high school students work from ten to twelve hours a day? A solution of this difficulty might be to increase the number of school hours, making the time from eight in the morning until five o’clock in the evening, with one hour off at noon. If this were done, the teachers should make assignments that could be prepared during school hours, and the students should not have to study at night. The mind and body need rest and recreation, and this would leave the students free to enjoy the recreation they might choose. The next day they would not come to school tired from late study at night, but they would be ready to start out each new day with vigor and freshness, and much more would really be accomplished. Eleven THE CAULDRON e Should be More Socialibility in Our High School E like to think of the student-body as being one large family. When one student wins honor and glory for the school, we all have the privilege ot giving ourseives a congratulatory pat on the back, whether we have had any part in the victory or not. It is easy tor us to stand together and boost when we are victorious, but when they fail, we stand back and wisely declaim on the subject. Sociability stands tor co-operation, and co-operation insures success. Victory rarely comes to the school which does not have co-operation. If such a thing does happen that a school wins in any contest, it is because of the untiring ettorts or a tew persons. Give these same determined people an enthusiastic school to back them up and they will accomplish twice as much with more spirit. j Also, it might be well to state that a little more kindred spirit might be manitesitd upon the street. Sociability might oe encouraged mere as wen as within tne wans ot the high school building. Sometimes we are apt to shrink irom making advances to some people on tne street lor iear we snail be given a cold siare. Such a thing should never worry a true gentleman or lady, tor when someone considers inrnsen so tar above another that he scorns his triend-ship, we may assure ourselves that such a person is beneath anyone s notice. there are enough social groups in our high school now. wnat we need to do is to promote sociability between the groups anu eventually oring mem into one iai c group, witn common interests, ihe less social distinction mere is in the school the more successtul the school will be as a whole. 'inere is also a great deal of class distinction. Some of the most thickheaded seniors look upon a bright, promising Freshman as a necessary evil, ihe upper-ciassman should be the “Big Brother to the Freshman until he becomes accustomed to new associates and surroundings. In this way the underclassman will have more seit-connoence and have tewer obstacles to overcome. As it is, he is undecided and has no fixed purpose. He is extremely self-conscious, ror he knows that any peculiar action on his part win cause such sarcastic comments and derisive hisses as will make him wish that he might miraculously disappear. Eventually he becomes aware ot the lact that he stands as good a chance as anyone else, but had he had some kindly Senior to help him ne would have developed much more rapidly, intellectually, morally, and spiritually. Some students are more independent and selt-renant, and discover tneir powers very soon. However, the world loses many great men m-cause u did not discover them soon enough or they did not discover themselves. Therefore, let each one ot us appoint himselt a committee of one to promote sociability in our high school, by so doing we snail raise the standards of our school; and, though we as individuals may not accomplish anything to the honor of the school, yet we can be boosters for the man who has the talent. If the class of 1917 did nothing more than to introduce more good-tellowship and co-operation in the school, it would have filled the need of the hour. VIVIAN GREEN, ’18. Twelve THE CAULDRON Patriotism Patriotism is that undefinable virtue in a man that makes him love his country, serve it, sacrifice for it, and fight for it. It has been said that the people of the ancient world had no patriotism in the sense in which we mean it. They possessed a marked degree of loyalty toward their tribe or race. They also fought with a steadfast spirit for their own liberty and for the liberty of their friends; but as long as the country was in a state of disorder, caused hy the havoc of the war, and as long as the people were constantly roving about, having no fixed home or bavin? no common interests outside of their own province, other than that of their religion, it was only natural that the thrills and sensations of a true-born patriot were found wanting in the hearts of those men. Patriotism really originated when the present nations took their form and became organized, when the unity of language was developed, when the Judies of literature and art were encouraged, when institutions and organizations were founded, and when men conceived the necessity of living such a life ‘t at would tend to uplift those surrounding them. Thus, their countrv w uH he bound into a firm and steadfast union that would resist the attack of all invaders and be an inspiration and a credit to a Especially in our own country, the working out of this plan has been noticeahlv successful. With few exceptions, evervone is gl«d to nrnclpim that he is a free-born American: he is glad to say that he has had a share in the control and management of suct a successful countrv: and he is douhlv ?lad that ' is familv and friends are living in a peaceful and protected land, eniovinn he verv best that life affords. Many men have risen above the common classes of patriots, winning for themselves distinguished names and the respect and love of all their fellow countrymen. They have stood to their countrv in the same relation as a father fo his child. They have placed their country foremost in everythin?. Without faltering or hesitating, they have stood staunch and firm in all manner of hardships and tribulations, never giving any thoughts to themselves but only glorv-ing in the power that enabled them to serve their country. They have orobablv denied themselves many necessities in order that their hopes and ideals of tt eir country might be realized. Other men have even given their lives. In time of war. they h?ve marched cheerfullv away from home, leaving behind friends and possessions. Thev have thrown themselves into the very midst of fbe battle in order to defend their country and to protect the Stars and Stripes. It is these true-born patriots whose names we utter wih deep reverence, whose picures we drape with flags, and whose memory we cherish forever. It is in commemoration of those gone and in honor of those living that we set aside certain days in order that we may be reminded of what they have done and of what there is left for us to do; and we designate these days by the beating of the drum, the blowing of the bugle, and the unfurling of the flag. Without a doubt, the first ideals and impressions of these distinguished men began to formulate when they were only boys, living at their parents’ homes. Each incident that has happened has had its share in the moulding of those ideals, and those ideals have stood the test. It is now for us, who are forming our hopes and plans for the future, to profit by the experience these other men have had, to keep our plane of good deeds upon as high a level, and, if possible, to raise it. Thirteen THE CAULDRON Stephen Decatur shows that he had the right idea of patriotism when he said, “Our Country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she always -be in the right; but our country, right or wrong.’’ By these words, Decatur indicated that he would stand by his country at all times, and that if she were in the wrong, he would not desert her, but would try to bring her back to the right path. The attitude of Decatur is especially needed at this time when there is an uncertainty about our country being plunged into war. Some people have declared that patriotism arose from war or arose from the universal attempt of the people to defend themselves. If this be so, and if war is declared, it is the wish of all who really feel a deep interest in their country, that all of those men who have not as yet felt the sacredness of their duty toward the country, will realize it and will use every ounce of strength to accomplish their duty. Thus they will show that they are patriotic and that they have the welfare of the country at heart. ANNA DAVIS, T8. A Young Man’s Fancy Tennyson’s quotation on the young man’s tendency in spring may well be paraphrased thus: In the spring the small boy’s fancy madly turns to thoughts of marbles. For from the latter part of March on to May, those small bits of clay hold that delectable place in a boy’s mind, figuratively called in an elder’s, “the apple of his eye.” True, the marble is displaced later by the baseball or the hoop, even as it, in its turn, supplanted the sled and skate. But as soon as Mother Nature shows the least tendency to don her spring costume— before the first robin is hailed, or the pioneer crocus appears—you may see groups of youngsters on the sidewalks, or preferably on some cinder drive, playing marbles. Billy is worth “a hundred an’ seventy-five marbles,” but Sam is apparently higher in the world of finance, for in addition to his “two hundred an’ fifty,” he has “three steelies and an agate.” In these juvenile circles, indeed, are enacted many a tragedy as keen in anguish as any in Wall Street, many a comedy as happy as any penned by Sheridan or Congreve. Here verily the youth sometimes exchanges all his possessions for the pearl of great price, save that in this instance it is of far more substantial and—to him—precious material, agate! Like the actor, a small boy in his time plays many parts, not the least of which, we will venture to assert, is his part in the game of marbles. DONALD BOND, ’18. Fourteen Li TT 71. THE CAULDRON Orvan Cohee. “Hez.” (Editor-in-chief; President of the Latin Club; Class Play; Glee Club, Winner of County Solo Contest, ’16; Jean Grenicheux in “Chimes of Normandy;’ “Pinafore;’ Class Vice-President.) “My beauty took a vacation ’Bout the time of my creation.’’ Mary Kelly. “Cutio.’ (President of the German Club; Cauldron staff; Class Play; County Declamation Contest, ’17; Sally Mae Byers’ Elocution Contest, ’16 and ’17.) “Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are.’’ Ralph Biery. “Biery.’’ (Latin Club.) “When tillage begins, other arts follow; The farmers, therefore, are the founders of civilization.” “Biery” roams about in the “Forest” a great deal. He likes to hear canaries—I mean “Trenaries”— sing. Elizabeth Beard. (Office Assistant; Vice-President of the Sunshine Society, 16; President of the Sunshine Society, ’17.) Elizabeth is very quiet until it comes to working for the Sunshine Society. Sixteen I THE CAULDRON Anna Petty. “Queene Anne;” “Alice Joyce.” (Cauldron staff; Latin Club; Glee Club; Cooking Assistant; “Pinafore; “Chimes of Normandy.”) “Whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing well.” Anna is efficiency personified, along all lines, and she is the best cook in existence. Halfred Brown. “Hal.” (“Pinafore ; (Mass Play; Triangular Debate; Track; Latin Club; Glee Club.) “Hal” has lost his heart again. It’s Kirklin this time. Lelah Coin. “Giggles. (Cauldron staff; Spelling Contest; Latin Club.) Her genial personality and sunny disposition will carry her through with many friends and bring the happiness that comes thereby. Millard Morrison. “Hud.” (Cauldron staff; Secretary of the German Club; Vice-President of the Latin Club; Triangular Debate; Vocal Solo Contest; Glee Club; Class Play; Orchestra. 14, 15 and 16.) Millard is always ready to do his part in all things. When once arrived at a conclusion, he sticks to it. “Bud” is very mu-jn of a musician; he has a very good voice, and is a regular “cat on the violin. Seventeen THE CAULDRON Raymond Coin. “Coiny.” (Latin Club; office assistant.) “Stately and tall, lie moves in the hall. The chief of a thousand for grace.” May he always be as wealthy as his name and nickname imply. Lela Jones. (Cauldron start ; German Club; Glee Club; Spelling Contest.) A willing worker, faithful and devoted. Lela has a wonderful disposition. And oh— .� Ow she can cook! Claude Conley. (Class Play; Cauldron staff.) “His heart and land, both open and both free; For what he has, he gives, what he thinks, he shows.’ We rather doubt about the “heart” being “free,” Hut at least we think that it used to be. Okal Hart. (Glee Club; Latin Club; Secretary of the Sunshine Society, T6; “Pinafore”; “Chimes of Normandy’’; Spelling Contest.) “She doeth little kindnesses Which most leave undone or despise.” Her optimism makes all about her happy, and wins for her many lifelong friends. Eighteen (“Pinafore.”) cast away THE CAULDRON Carl Cadwell. “Caddy. ’ “Sing away sorrow, care.” How could we ever have done without “Caddy” and his laugh? Mary Ellis. (Glee Club; ('lass Play.) “There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies blow; A heavenly Paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow.’’ Rebie Elliott. “Giggles.” (German Club.) “The fairest garden in her looks; And in her mind the wisest books.” “Giggles” can be a Solomon without being a solemn un. Gentry Russell. (Latin Club, ’lt .) “Perseverance is better than violence.” We are sure it took some perseverance to milk that cow for so many weeks to get that trip to Washington. Nineteen THE CAULDRON Alonzo Keene. “Lonnie”; “Keeny.” (Latin Club.) “My lungs began to crow like chanticleer. We need a few more newspaper men on our yelling team. “Lonnie” sure can yell. Julia Fennell. “Jule”; “Bunny. ’ (Class President; Glee Club; Latin Club; Class Play; “Chimes of Normandy ; “Pinafore”; “Bul-Bul”) “The Sweet Girl Graduate’ is blessed with curly brown hair, and always has a smile for everyone. And though she is little, she is mighty. Mamie Bartholomew. Club.) “She smiles, she nothing in it; Her moods—they every minute.” “Blazes.” (Glee frowns—there’s change most Wayne Tankersley. “Tank”; “Waffle.” (Latin Club.) “Most joyful let the poet be, It is through him that all men see.” Can you beat our class prophecy? It is “Tank’s” masterpiece. Twenty I THE C U LDRON David Jarrell. “I have often regretted my speech, never my silence.” Helen Knapp. (Vice-President of the Sunshine Society, 15; Secretary of the Latin Club; Glee Club; “Pinafore”; “Chimes of Normandy.”) “Good temper is like a sunny day; It sheds brightness on everything.” Bernardo Lee- (Spelling team.) “On their own merits, modest men are dumb.” Bernardo sure is a “shark” when it comes to spelling. He should have been a German, judging by the way he spells. Gretchen Miller. (Cauldron staff; Vice-President of the German Club; German Chorus; Botany Assistant.) Gretchen has a love for hard work, and an ability to make whatever she undertakes a success. Twenty One THE CAULDRON Oscar Smith. “Runt”; “Smithy”; “Os”; “Pat1; (Glee Club; German Club, 15.) “1 have never seen a greater monster or miracle in the world than myself.’ We suppose Chicago was loo slow for “Fat.” At least he didn’t seem to like it up there. Margaret Strange. “Meg.” (Glee Club; Vocal Solo Contest; “Pinafore”; “Chimes of Normandy.” “She ceased; but left so pleasing on their ear Her voice, that listening still, they seemed to hear ” Catherine Thompson. “Katie.’’ (Latin Club, ’16.) “Never miss a joy in a world of trouble; that’s my theory.” We hope that “Katie” will always keep the optimistic view of life that she now has. Alfred Mersch. “Merschy.” (Class Play; “Pinafore”; Glee Club; Cauldron Staff.) “Seest thou a man diligent in business? He shall stand before kings.” Virgil’s bees and ants have nothing on “Merschy” when it comes to busyness. Twenty Two THE $ CAULDRON Arthur Miller. (Triangular Debate, T7; Class Play; Basketball, T6 and ’17; German Club.) Agricola Miller, in Lebanon well known, Is an excellent debater, as lie lias shown. Doris McKown. “A little body often harboreth a large soul.” “What would I do with size, when I do so much without it?” Glavious Roush. (Latin Club.) “Study to be quiet. Glavious surely has made a thorough study of quietness. He must have lots of noise in him. None ever came out. Lillian Powell. (Spelling Team; German Club; Glee Club; Cauldron Staff.) She commanded the choice of the land, And finally decided on ‘Everman.’ ” Twenty Three THE CAULDRON Frank Pryor. (Track. T4. ’15, ’16; Basketball, ’15, ’16.) Pryor says he’s “Paden” full for his manifold efforts. Evelyn Russell. “Evy.” (Cauldron Staff; Class Secretary; Spelling Contest; Latin Club; German Club; Glee Club; “Pinafore”; “Chimes of Normandy.’’) “A lovely being scarcely formed or moulded, A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.” Martha Miner. “Pat.” “Her eyes like stars of twilight fair, Like twilight loo her dusky hair.” Eugene Powell. “Chalky.” Track, ’13, T4, 15, ’16.) Here’s to “Gene” Powell, our far-famed athlete, To whom old F. H. S. owes many a meet. Twenty-Four I THE CAULDRON Helen Lockwood. “Sal (Spoiling Con-tost; German Club, ’14. ’15; Treasurer of the Sunshine Society, T4.) So quiet, reserved, and dignified that we hardly know that she is around. But then, too, we know she is the truest and most sincere of all friends and the jolliest of companions. Glen Holz. “Holz”; “Sieve.” (“Pinafore.’’) “Officious, innocent, sincere. Of every friendless name the friend ’ We are looking for Glen to publish a book entitled, “Holz’s A. B. C. of Motoring.” Lela Holmes. “Shorty.” “Of manners gentle, of affections mild. In wit, a woman; simplicity, a child.” Gordon Wise. “Squeaky.” (Captain of the Basket-ball Team.) “A mighty pain to love it is, And Mis a pain that pain to miss.” Twenty Five THE CAULDRON Lucile Slipher. (German Club; Latin Club.) Her quiet, reserved, and modest manner has won for her a place in the affections of all those who know her. Ben Cohee. (President of the Junior Class.) A youth of much ability, not always used; the soul of politeness; a jolly fellow; a staunch friend; and a regular bogey in golf. Agnes Keyes. “Zealous, yet modest; innocent, though free; Patient of toil, serene amidst alarms.” Although Agnes die not enter Frankfort High School until her Senior year, we were greatly pleased to have such a pleasant schoolmate added to our list. Cecil Bury. “Cec.” (Cauldron S.aff; Latin Club.) That Latin was no more difficile Than to a black bird ’tis to whistle. ‘‘Cec’’ is going to be chief of police while the rest of us are gone to war. Twenty Six THE CAULDRON t Mary Oliphant. “Beth”; “Miggs.” (Cauldron Staff; German Club; vilee Club.) “Her pencil was striking, resistless, and grand. Her manners wore gentle, complying, and bland.” John Ayres. “Dupont.” (Glee Club; Latin Club. ’16.) “And panting Time toiled after him in vain.” “True merit advances slowly.” Lelia Magart. “I must be measured by my soul: The mind’s the standard of the man.” Napoleon Zarick. “Nap.” (Latin Club; Glee Club. ’16; “Pinafore.”) “The world knows not of its greatest men.” Twenty-Seven THE CAULDRON Troy Miller. “Buck.” (Glee Club “Chimes of Normany”; “Pinafore. ’) “Let the world slide. I’ll not budge an inch.” Russell Shaffer. (Basketball, ’16, 17.) “Like my subject now shall be my song; It shall be witty, and il sha’nt he long.” Leo Campbell. “John Hopkins.” (Office Assistant; Orchestra.) Matter of fact; business-like; energetic; about as stubborn as the most of us; a regular “Johnny on the spot” for being punctual. He calls his gun his best friend and duck season the best time of the year. Carlyle Stair. (Glee Club.) “A youth of excellent dumb discourse.” “Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.” Twenty-Eight THE CAULDRON Donald Tankersley. “Tank’’; “Ding.” “Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.” But we have to hand it to him when it conies to skating. Its the only place “Tank” has any speed. He should have been an Englishman. Lawson Merritt. “Laws. (Orchestra; Chemistry Assistant.) “As sweet and musical As bright Apollo’s lute, strung with his hair.” William Strong. “Bill.” (Latin Club.) “And when a lady’s in the case, You know all other things give place.” Twenty-Nine Where is the man who can not remember the simple events of his childhood, abounding with innocent pleasures? Who has not lovingly treasured those memories and felt a homesick longing for a return to those primitive joys? Most everyone in Frankfort remembers old Prairie Creek, with its narrow expanse of limpid waters flowing lazily through the heart of the town, punctuated here and there by little bevies of tin cans and heaps of rubbish. I remember, when a small boy in knickers,” of wandering down its course with a wonderful paraphenalia of fishing tackle, bent upon invading ‘he dark depths of some sluggish pool, to lure the dainty sunfish from its native l.aunts beneath the rocks. While revolving in my mind these choice bits of past pleasure. I looked up from my desk in the school-room and saw the teacher in charge, slowly nodding and drowsily falling under the spell of spring fever. Outside nature was calling with all her persuasive charms; the warm sunshine bathed the scented air, and 1 felt an irresistable longing come upon me. The teacher had fallen asleep, and the door was open; I walked out and left the school without a pang of guilty conscience. I made my way straight to Prairie Creek, to the scene of my thoughts. Arriving there, 1 pursued my way down the stream, whither 1 neither knew nor cared. I had wandered down the stream farther than 1 had intended—farther than the sleepy inhabitants of Frankfort had ever troubled themselves to explore, they being content to assume that it merely flowed out an untold distance and ceased to exist. I continued down the stream for many miles until my strength began to ebb. I was about to retrace my steps when I became aware that the stream broadened out noticeably, and to my amazement found that it encircled a large island. Crossing the creek, I set foot on the virgin island, intent on exploring it. The interior was inclosed by a circle of rough foothills and craggy mountains a formidable barrier. With much trouble I crossed the mountains and entered a quiet valley, filled with a luxurious growth of poppies, deadening the air with a drowsy fragrance. Before I could retrace my steps, 1 felt a sickening sleep stealing over me and 1 fell a victim to the intoxicating influence of the poppies. How long 1 had remained under the power of the flowers, I do not know, but when I awoke, the poppies had withered and blown away. A chill wind blew across the valley, rattling the dead stems, and already the mountain tops were hooded with snow. As I drew my coat around me, to shut out the cold, to my amazement I found a bulky manuscript inside it. Upon investigation I saw that the manuscript was written in a poetic form but in a most monotonous Thirty THE CAULDRON style. Whether it had been composed by some corpulent descendant of a caveman or by me while under the spell of the poppies- I know not. The M. S. was directed to the class of '17 in the following manner: FUTURE FACTS OF THE FATE OF THE CLASS OF 17. As it is my duty, I give it to you just as I found it. Away to the south where the breezes blow, Where islands impede the ocean’s flow— There is an oracle divine That can increase the flight of time. With that in mind I journeyed thither To see if I could find out whether Fortune would hold in high esteem The good old class of Seventeen. 1 slowly approached the oracle in awe, Like a husband approaches his mother-in-law. The oracle spoke in a voice of thunder, And 1 felt myself sink away in slumber. Like a misty dream everything seemed changed, The past and future were rearranged. As an old man I journeyed forth, Weak in the knees and of little worth. I plucked me a staff from a near-by tree, And searched for the friends so dear to me. Far to the east at the horizon’s edge I saw a city like a mountain ledge; A blanket of blue smoke did over it lie. And slowly ascended to blend with the sky; To this city I needs must go. I asked an old man the way to show. “Straight on,” said he in a voice familiar— ’Twas the muffled tones of Troy Miller— “Keep your eyes ahead, go right along. Just past the grave of William Strong, Until you come to a beautiful vale, Where a couple of Coins are making kale, Where Alfred Mersch, in a business rush, Is running a factory entirely of mush.” I slowly journeyed on my way, And discovered Ralph Biery pitching hay On a chicken farm, jointly owned by three, Messrs. Jarrell, Russell and Bernardo Lee. I asked Grandpa Biery if he had seen The members of dear old ’17. He said that Jonathan Ayers, Grown old with years and many cares, Had, in his sweet old age, Become the noted fish-worm sage, And was wont to hire Alonzo Keene Thirty-One THE CAULDRON To fish the river bright and sheen, That flowed into the muddy mire, Near the estate of Lawyer Frank Pryor; And furthermore, Lillian Powell Had married, for fair or foul; But the fate of the others he could not tell, Except the career of Carl Caldwell, A most successful man of men, Master of both the sword and pen. Encouraged with Hope’s bright ray, I pursued my solitary way. I entered the city, amid traffic’s din. And saw Cecil Bury, neat and trim. Demonstrating the Holz-mobile, A perfect model from top to wheel. He asked me if 1 would ride around And see the sights of the thriving town: For instance, the statue of Halfred Brown. The famous orator of great renown, Carved with the most exquisite care By Mary Oliphant and Carlyle Stair: Or the Cohee-Campbell Emporium. Where Mary Ellis is chewing gum To show how pretty it can be “did,” When wearing a forty dollar lid; Or to the theater owned in part Bv Lelia Magart. and Okal Hart. We entered the playhouse—the show was on Some one was singing the Toreador Song, In mellow notes so sweet and grand; 'Twas Enrico Caruso, I did contend. But coming closer, I could hear The voice of Orvan that tickled my ear. Suddenly I was whisked away To a foreign clime where the sunlight lay Still and placid on the desert sands, A dull monotony that seldom lends A touch of green beauty except where A lone oasis gladdens the glare, A dimple of life in the broad expanse, Round which burns the sand with heat intense. Far, far out o’er the glistening sand A mirage, or is it a caravan band? Slowly crawling nearer and nearer, Until on the desert, plain and clear, A strange procession, going through The troubles of life to get their due. At first and leading the rank. Were Oscar Smith and Donald Tank, Successful farmers, and in their wake Were others whom we could scarce forsake, Thirty-Two THE CAULDRON Thompson, Powell, and Lelah Jones, Johnson, Roush and Lelah Holmes, While Anna Petty or Alice Joyce Was training Margaret Strange’s voice; But what is the noise, queer and wierd At the line’s center, near Elizabeth Beard? Ah, ’tis the flight of Napoleon Zarick, Chased by men, each armed with a brick, The characters of his short stories, Rebellious products of pains and worries; And Lucile Slipher and Evelyn Russell, Frivolous girls, laugh at the tussel. While gazing on this pageant gay, Like dew on the grass, it passed away; As a feather before the breeze 1 was blown far out o’er the seas; In old Holland I found Gretchen Miller, Jolly and gay and still a heart-killer. In the lovely Isle of Avalon. Miss Kelly and Millard Morrison Were getting along without mishap, As I was told by Helen Knapp, Also president of the Old Maid’s Club, Composed of Fennell and Lockwood, Doris McKown and others, too, Including sister Bartholomew. In China where the Yangste flows, I found a chapel like a rose Among dull sleepy faded flowers, A chapel with its lonely towers. In the chapel I could see The poor chinks ruled by worthies three, Miner, Keyes, and Elliott, A missionary triumverate, Scaring heathens toward bliss eternal By telling them of fires infernal. Three great and influential men Did infest old Hindustan, And did abide in wealth and glory, As told to me, so is the story; Arthur Miller’s wealth in bone Was great, but he was not alone; There you saw Conley’s ivory mine And Shaffer’s well of turpentine. All I have said is sound and true; To err or lie, ’twould never do. To show you that I tell no lies, I’ll take the case of Gordon Wise; Now could you this mystery ferret, The famous case of Squeeky Garrot? Thirty-Three THE CAULDRON I know I can’t or neither can you, Because we haven’t any clue. But before I part and go my way, There’s something 1 would like to say. Dear friends, all this that I have seen Is but the mangling of a dream, Distorted thoughts and misty visions, Faulty sights and doubtful missions Of the future of the Class, Which I hope you’ll far surpass. With great success to every one, 1 bid farewell; my tale is done. WAYNE TANKERSLEY, ’17. Thirty-Four THE CAULDRON Class History It might be well to give a brief history of our class of ’17, that we may, in our old age, read it and live over in our minds our high school days. With this purpose in view, I shall endeavor to give a record of our class. In January, 1913, forty-six freshmen laid aside their grammar school books, and with hearts swelling with pride, entered the high school, and were seated and enrolled in the lower assembly. As long as we remained there all went well; but shall we ever forget that first time we climbed those lengthy stairs and entered that great assembly room, in which criticising upper class-men shot glances which caused us to quake in our shoes, and cried out, Freshies!” Our pride at being members of the Frankfort High School vanished for the time being, and left us tremblingly searching for empty seats, into which we miftht sink, and thus partly conceal ourselves from sight. After a few weeks, however, our fear had fled, and we became used to high school life and buckled down to real work. During that first term we organized our class, electing Orvan Cohee as president, to oversee things in general, and Robert Lucas as treasurer, to manage our “vast money matters.” The outside event of that term we remember best is the Central Indiana Oratorical Contest and Athletic Meet, held at Lebanon in the spring. A number of us were in the Frankfort delegation, and we were very much disappointed °t winning neither contest. Being ignorant “freshies” we declared “it wasn’t fair.” The next term, beginning in September, 1913, forty-one new freshmen entered our school and we were given the great privilege of moving to the upper assembly. My, how big we were! And how we looked down upon those filling the place we had just left! However, we were given to understand that they were a part of our freshman class, and that we should graduate together. The first important affair of the season was the Sunshine Society’s Hallowe’en party. ’Twas there that a number of us had our first so-called “dates,” and indeed it was a great event in our lives! After Christmas, we became very enthusiastic over the Triangular Debate, in which both of the F. H. S. teams won. In the spring occurred another oratorical contest and athletic meet, this time at Noblesville. A number of our class went over for this, and were again “up in arms” at the outcome. During the year quite a number of our class dropped out, and when school commenced in September, 1914, our class had dwindled from eighty-seven to about seventy-five. How proud we were to be “Sophs”! We worked harder, perhaps, that year, and shouldered more responsibility. Several of us joined the German Club, and a large number were admitted into the Glee Clubs. One of our classmates, Helen Lockwood, was made treasurer of the Sunshine Society. Thus we became represented in the various organizations of the school. In the fall was another of the Sunshine Society's Hallowe’en parties, for which the girls in our class helped to plan and work. After Christmas, Miss Bell began work on a musical operetta, “Pinafore,” and a number of us took part in that. In the spring, the annual oratorical contest and athletic meet was held at Craw-fordsville. This time the orator from our school, Dan Buck, was awarded first place, and our school also won in the relay race, in which Eugene Powell, Frank Pryor, Leo Fox, and Halfred Brown, members of our class, participated. Juniors! Could it be possible? We found this year to be the hardest Thirty-Five THE CAULDRON and busiest of the three. Early in the fall we organized our class, and chose a class ring and pin. During the year, the events which were of interest to us were: the two parties given by the Sunshine Society; the “Chimes of Normandy,’’ a musical operetta, given by the Glee Clubs under the directiftn of Miss Bell; the County Oratorical, Declamation, and Solo Contests, and the Athletic Meet—our school won the first three; the Central Indiana Oratorical Contest and Athletic Meet, held in our city, in which our school was awarded first prize in oratory; and last, but by no means least, the Junior reception, which we planned for months ahead, and talked of weeks afterward. When we reached the Senior year, but forty-three remained of the original eighty-seven; twelve others had, at various times, joined our number until the total numbered fifty-five. In the fall we elected as our class officers, Julia Fennell, president; Orvan Cohee, vice president; Evelyn Russell, secretary, and Claude Conley, treasurer. Besides our officers, we have a senior committee, which has looked after and boosted the various school affairs this year. At mid-year, we gave as our class play, “A Gold Mine,” which, due to the hard work of the cast and the excellent training of Miss Howard, was a success. With the proceeds from this, our class has purchased new books for our library and has set aside a sum which is to be sent to the children of Armenia for food and clothes as soon as passage is safe. Three of our classmates, Halfred Brown, Arthur Miller, and Millard Morrison, were members of the debate teams this winter, which won over both Lebanon and Crawfordsville in the Triangular Debate. One of the last and, we hope, best efforts, of our high school years has been put into this “Cauldron.” We trust that the result will be worthy of our class and that it will be something which we may look upon in years to come with pride. We are now anticipating two last events, the Senior reception and the Commencement, the latter in particular. Though it is with regret that we leave the scene of our last four years of work and play together, yet we arc looking into the future with eager, hopeful faces, and a determination to develop the best that is in our class of ’17. EVELYN H. RUSSELL. ’17. Thirty-Six THE CAULDRON Class Will E IT SECRET TO ALL: That we, the class of 1917, students and inmates of the Frankfort High School, being of unsound mind and memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this last will and testament to bequeath the following characteristics, qualities, and dignities to those who are woefully lacking in these qualities with which we are amply endowed, to-wit: Section I. Our persistent efforts in trying not to notice the cat sitting on Miss Howard’s desk, to future English classes. Our extra ability in working out geometry problems to the unsuccessful Juniors. Our large physical and mental stature to our beloved Freshmen. Our unfortunate propensity to overstudy to anyone who needs it. Section II. John Ayer’s grace in handling German gunpowder to Clifford Powell. Claude Conley’s violent love for the cat to Miss Anna Claybaugh, provided she does not coax it to study Virgil. Evelyn Russell’s sunny disposition to Gladys Pence. Gretchen Miller’s supreme modesty and demureness to Dorothy Alexander. Mary Kelly’s wit and humor to “Shanty” Corbett and “Ikey ’ Floyd. Halfred Brown’s shattered ambition to translate Latin to Harry Leslie. Wayne Tankersley’s poetic genius to the reckless Reid Bunger. Arthur Miller's potato mine” imagination to the right Honorable James Himmelwright. Glavious Roush’s wild Latin pony to Gordon Moss, provided he does not overwork it. Lelah Coin’s pair of dimple to Violet Stinson. Anna Petty’s “ha! ha!” to Gertrude Fennell. Doris McKown’s “grate” ability to Hillard Montgomery. Alfred Mersh’s business ability in managing the “Cauldron” to the next unfortunate one. Orvan Cohee’s receipt for making “strangled eggs” to “Bob” Shanklin. Cecil Bury’s far-reaching memory to William Busteed. Margaret Strange's dramatic singing to Dora Kennedy. “Gene” Powell’s athletic record to the professional “date-maker,” Fred Sidney. Helen Lockwood’s “Claudius” to no one but herself. (No, readers, this is not a book, but she knows him like a book.) Mamie Bartholomew’s modest demeanor to Margaret Grace, provided she takes excellent care of it. Frank Pryor’s ability to hypnotize the jury to Janies Coulter. Okal Hart’s interest in moving-trucks to Dorothea Phipps. Elizabeth Beard’s “sunshine” to Marjorie Garrott. Mary Ellis’ “heart” (Hart) to Florie’s next victim. Martha Miner’s “raven locks” to Mildred Moore. Thirty-Seven THE CAULDRON Lucile Slipher’s claim on her chair at the west table in the library to Charles Thompson, providing he uses it only to study. Carl Cadwell’s sauciness to Anna Davis. Lawson’s Merritt’s love for the second letter in the alphabet, to be left in care of the Trust Company until he returns from the war. Gentry Russell’s “Dairying” to be used by the State Board of Agriculture in the present food crisis. Lela Jones’ studying ability to James McClamrock. Helen Knapp’s picture show craze to anyone who will promise to support Mr. Lockwood as well next year. Gordon Wise’s “Apollo” looks to Fred Hendricks. Raymond Coin’s ability to “stall” around the office to Claude Hibbard. Lillian Powell’s divine smile and sweet disposition to Beatrice Boulden. Russell Shaffer’s ability to shoot eleven baskets out of ten shots to Clarence Emshoff. Julia Fennell’s fascinating smile to Jeanette Vorhis to be used in making “laughing gas” in the laboratory of Doc Clark. Rebie Elliott’s modesty to Paul Goeke, provided he does not resort to his old habits. Mary Oliphant’s artistic genius to Garth Hedgecock, provided he does not attempt to draw cartoons for Anna. Ben Cohee’s fancy fox-trotting to James Kramer. Glenn Holz’s obnoxious gum chewing to Kenneth Grover, to be used in absorbing shocks when his teeth begin to rattle. Millard Morrison’s prescription for the “essence of combustible cyclone” to Maurice Rogers, provided it is used solely for arousing “pep” in F. H. S. In testimony whereof, we, the class of 1917, fix four former friend’s footprints in the presents of a left hind rabbit’s foot, shot Friday, the thirteenth, in the light of the full moon behind the gravestone of Aunt Ima Daisy. 6 S Thirty-Eight THE CAST OF THE CLASS PLAY. How I: Mary Ellis. Orvan Cohee, Arthur Miller. Anna Petty. Millard Morrison, Alfred Mersch. How II: Half red Brown. Julia Fennell, Mary Kelly, Claude Conley. CAST OF CHARACTF.RS Gerald Riordan, M. P. of Ballynockslottery, Ireland....................Orvan Cohee Silas K. Wolcott of Grass Valley, California.................Halfred Brown Sir Everard Foxwood, Knt. Senior Partner of Foxwood and Co., Change Alley, London .....................................Millard Morrison George Foxwood, his son ......................................Claude Conley Julius Crebs, his confidential clerk .........................Arthur Miller Wilson, the butler............................................Alfred Mersch Mrs. Meredith, sister of Sir Everard.............................Mary Kelly Una, daughter of Sir Everard...................................Julia Fennell Mrs. Vandervast, The Only Juliet” ..............................Mary Ellis Scene: Sir Everard Foxwood’s Home. Time: Present. Act I., February; Acts II. and III., July. On Thursday evening, February 22, 1917, at the Central Building, occurred an event which will long be a pleasant memory to the Class ot Seventeen. At that time, under the direction ot Miss Howard, the Senior Class presented A Gold Mine,” a three-act comedy by Brander Matthews and George Jessop. The scene of the play is the home of Sir Everard Foxwood, senior partner of a land company in London. Silas K. Woolcott, of Grass Valley, California, arrives to complete arrangements to sell his gold mine to Sir Everard. George, Sir Everard’s son, speculates unfortunately, but dares not reveal his trouble to his mercenary father. Meanwhile Woolcott falls in love with Mrs. Meredith, Sir Everard’s sister, who scorns him for his unconventionalism. At first Woolcott refuses an offer from Sir Everard of fifteen thousand pounds, but to save George, he finally sells it, Sir Everard taking advantage of his immediate need of money, and giving him only ten thousand pounds, the exact amount of George’s debt. Mrs. Meredith learns of his sacrifice, and realizing his true worth, she buys the mine, restores it to Woolcott, and promises to go to California to care for its owner. Through the play runs the pretty but humorous love affair of Sir Everard’s daughter Una, and Gerald Riordan, a young Irish M. P. The part of Silas Woolcott was ably portrayed by Halfred Brown, who was particularly well-fitted to play the witty, impulsive, independent, and wholly characteristic American. Mary Kelly, playing the part of Mrs. Meredith, who ‘hated all Irish people,” was splendid, and her impersonation was so true that one could scarcely believe she was assuming a part. Millard Morrison was the hasty, business-like, and thoroughly selfish Sir Everard to perfection. Claude Conley gave an excellent interpretation of the role of George Foxwood. Julia « Forty THE CAULDRON Fennel! played Sir Everard’s sprightly daughter Una, whose vivacious actions and clever speeches were sources of mirth to an amused audience. Orvan Cohee cannot be too highly praised for his portrayal of Gerald Riordan, whose Irish wit caused many hearty laughs. Mary Ellis, as Mrs. Vandervast, The Only Juliet,” was certainly no less charming than that famous Juliet, whom she so devoutly quoted on all occasions. Arthur Miller gave the part of Julius Crebs, Sir Everard’s clerk, in a manner commanding admiration. Alfred Mersch, as Wilson, the butler, was perfect in his portrayal of that reserved, well-trained English servant. The Senior Class as a whole is proud of that carefully selected cast, which, by natural ability and diligent practice, made the play a success. We are grateful to Mr. Hensel and his orchestra for the music they furnished. We thank the public for the generous support given this enterprise. But we can never repay the debt of gratitude we owe Miss Howard, who so generously expended both time and energy to make “A Gold Mine” a success, such as all plays directed by her have been; and we are no less indebted to her although, as Mr. Stubbs said, “It was a labor of love.” GRETCHEN MILLER. '17. Forty One 12B ('LASS—Row I: Paul Goeke. Row II: Clarence KmshofF, Artie Britton. Row III: Francis Corbett, Bessie William Busteed. Robert Moriarity. Foster Wharry. Fred Leach. Charles Thompson, ClilFord Powell. Unprer. Donald Bond. Russel Norris, James Himmelwright, Marjorie Bergen. Garth Hedgcock, Myrtle Thomas. Ralph Werts, Helen Beall. Treva HufFer. Florence Adair. Gertrude Fennell, Rachel Johnson. 11A CLASS—How I. Dale Booher, John Padgett, Robert VanSickle, Joe McCoy, Gladwin Young, Truman Goldsberry. Basil Durbin, David Fisher, Marion Major, Clarence Allen, Ralph Knapp. Row II: Irene Bell, Pansy Roush, Dora Kennedy, Deleana Lee, Lena Jarrell, Herbert Engle, Floris Hart, George Harshman, Paul Stough, Sam Reno. Lavaun Fisher, Fred Sidney, William Carman. Row III: Gladys Harper, Myrtle Wright, Mae VanSiekle. Ruth Kirkpatrick, Mary Henricks, Ruth Benedict, Vivian Green, Thelma Gallagher. Vonneda Dunn, Jeanette Vorhis, Edith Campbell. Ruth Derrick. Row IV : Reid Bunger, Mable Vencill, Hazel Ostler, Anna Davis, Pauline Shafl'er, Helen Cropper, Margaret Grace, Frances Boys, Lucille Bulkley, Gladys Stevenson, Charles McKinsey. 11B CLASS—Row I: Mildred Pence. Lelah Morrison. Wilma Keefer. Sidney Paden. Bess Spray. Lee Noble. Clyde Autfhe. Gerald Berryman. Ned Burkett, Frank Kirkpatrick, James McClamrock, William Davies. Row II: Gordon Moss, William Fudge. Helen Faust, Mary G. Sims. Dorothy Clark. Beatrice Boulden, Trella Kelly, Gladys Pence. Dorothy Alexander Maurice Catron, Richard Stoms. Row HI: Oran Durbin, Arthur Benjamin, James Coulter. Harry Leslie, Hillard Montgomery, Fanelia Rockwood, Florence Smith, Helen Walsh. Irene 1 homjison. Ihelma Denton, Marjorie Garrott, Robert Cripe. Rrfw IV : Beulah Stafford, Clara Howe. Marion Harland, Roxie Barnett. Mary E. Sims, Pearl Michael. Catherine Crebs, Anna Barnett. Marybelle Dolt William Moore. 10A CLASS—Row I : Edith McKinsey. Aleta Waldo, Mary VanEaton, Irene Seaman. Ellen Price, Esther Cann. Ruth Miller, Robert Ilines, Herbert Nor- ris, Dewey Sheets. Maurice Rogers. Herschell Wharry, Paul Donoho, Elmo Mohler. Row II: Claude Faust, Eugenia Spaulding, Gladys Wall. Doris Irwin, Martha Lucas. Florence Fisher. Wilma Emley. Beatrice Cremean, Blanche Hardin. Adeline Robison, Mildred Moore, Ninabelle Stair. Dela Christy. Myrtle Van Meter. The’ma Creager. Arthur Milne. Row III: Margaret Petty, Ruby Hodgen, Mary Parker. Mary Scheirer. Isabelle Spray. Ruth Broadwell, Leon I ove. Paul StaiTord. Leon Thorp. Bruce Lewis, Lewis Russell. Walter Allen, Russell Bush. Row IV: Weir Strouse. Mary Stern, Mabel Aldrich. Beatrice Sheets, Mamie Smith, May Dale. Edith Gum. Mary Hailman. Grace Catron. Nadine Vincent. Merle Aldrich, Dorsey Pitman. 10B CLASS Row I: Margaret Salkeld, Harold Goeke, Paul Michael. John Cox, Herbert Moore. Harry Coin. Pauline Murray. Noble Stewart. Fred Baker. David Harker, Herman Moriarty. Row II: Mary Swadner, Charles Fisher. Frank Vail. John Moss, Russell Jones. Omer Michael. Leslie Young, Dwight Wall. Arthur Johnson, Elmer Har- land, Helen Kelly, Marie Johnson. Row III: Marie Keedy, William Ghere, James Kramer, Carl Boussum, Charles Freeman. Kenneth Grover. Ross Leader, Robert Morris, Florence Culver, Clayetta Trester, Frances Coulter. Row IV: Ruth Newhart. Fern Moore, Dora Milroy, Edna Reese, Helen HufTine. Pauline Spray. Cornelia Kennedy, Mae Dorner, Sarah Duncan. 9A CLASS—Row I: Harmon McGuire, Harold Lewis. Clyde Blacklidge. Herbert Cripe, Emerson Canfield. Ralph Wade, Frank Coffin . C.aymon Clark, Alfred Bible. George McDowell, Lee Loudermilk. Roy Stunkard, Ray Amos, Jesse Love, Dale Sheets, Howard Wickham Row II: Mabel McKee, Wanda Harvey, Bessie Jones, Bonylin Wynkoop, Ada Good. Avanell Dukes, Jean Hulbert. Esther Morrison. Leota McClure, Ruth McBride, Elzora Snyder. Mary Young, Olive Rowan, Pearl Johnston. Ra mond Phillips, Basil Clark. Raymond Bird. Row III: Beulah Harper, Fern Douglas. Florence Allen. Magdalene Walsh, Ray Ramey, Martha Meek, Phyllis Shepherd, Esther Freeman. Ruth Bunger. Opha Thomas, Lena Spray. Ruth Boys, Mary Deyhle, Blanche Phillips, Russel Routh, Oscar Good. Row IV: Frieda Crawford, Mary Watt. Marvin Latshaw, Opal Michael, Francis Covely, Oscar Childress, Jean Cheadle, Dorothy Phipps, Marvin Mohler, Paul Harlan, Harold Barnett, Lela Kelley, Esther Kelley. Row V: Leo Strange. Fay Powers, Velma Moore, Dorothy VanNuys, Kathleen Ransom, Madge Norris. Purnell Frye, Ora Robertson. Delia Reno, Stella Patrick, Edna Strouse, Irene Tankersley. Row VI: Ralph Floyd. Robert Shanklin, Emerson Ackerley. 9B (’LASS—Row I: Meriam Caldwell, Jessie Dill, Mable Shimer, Charles Rowe, Calvin Baker. Robert Fritch, Leo Darling, Cyrl Roberts. Fleet Kern. Row II: Clara Ostler, Gertrude Fanning, Pauline Dolt, Gwendolyn Pyles. LeMoyne Rhodes. Russell Fisher. Herschel! Knapp. Russell Ewbank, Haze! Brokaw. Row III: Vivian Vincent, Lucille Coin, Susan Stevenson, Merle Quick, Lawrence Ghere. Glenn Swanson. Harry Mitchell. Grace Young, Martha Mer- ritt. Row IV: Lucille Brookie, Goldie Applegate, Lucille Heaton, Doris VVerts. Nellie Messier. Lucille Kaser, Florence Rhodes. Marie Stillwell, Kdythe Har- land. Row V: Paul Campbell, Fred Hendrix. Bertram Walter. Janies Morrison, Arthur Bertram. Florence Harshman. EORGE Walton was a young man of good family, good education, and just enough money to start himself in business. When he came to a little Nevada town, not so very far from Bluff-ton, it did not take the people long to discover that he was a “rustler from away back.’’ He bought a thousand head of cattle, and in a surprisingly short time, this non-gambling, non-drinking tenderfoot could count his herd by the thousands. After he had established himself in this town, he decided to go East. He went East; in a short time married, and brought out to his ranch the prettiest bride ever seen in that country. While he was living peacefully with his wife, he contracted a contagious disease from which he died. No woman in a strange land ever had more consoling friends than Walton’s young widow. They would have died for her, one and all. In fact, several did, by means of pistols and whiskey. The race for the desirable position left vacant by Walton eventually narrowed down, however, until there were but two competitors left. One of these was Big Bill Storm, a good friend in a difficulty, a bad enemy in a quarrel, a man with a past of evident interest, but the kind of a man one would not cross-examine to any great extent either on or off the witness stand. He was the sole owner of a wonderful gold mine, the location of which was kept a profound mystery. There were many who would have been willing to spend months, even years, hunting for that gold mine, if only to locate another one near it. Yet there was Storm’s size, “nerve,” and readiness with a gun to take into account; and so no one hunted or tried to hunt for that mine. When Storm ran short of money, he used to disappear suddenly. After an absence of not more than two or three weeks, he would return with three or four pack mules loaded with bags of quartz. And what wonderful quartz it was! Anyone could crush it with an ordinary hammer, and it contained a fair amount of gold. Storm certainly had attractions for the eyes of a woman. In spite of his rough shirt, his large hat with its wide leather band, stuck full of matches, and his heavy, black beard, and though his hair was grizzled and he had evidently seen many years of rough life in these lawless mountains, he was undeniably a fine looking man. But his rival was good looking, too, only in a different way. Young Jack Overman was as tall as Storm, but he was a slender, pale, almost melancholy young man, a mere boy beside the strapping veteran of the camps. He made a good living at his trade; he was a carpenter, and paid so little attention to other people’s business that people paid as little attention to his as human nature would permit. When it was discovered, however, that this boy was the only one in town who was not scared out in the race for the widow’s hand, the bonds of restraint suddenly burst. Curiosity reigned supreme, and every action of his was noted and commented on. Forty-Nine THE CAULDRON Everyone knew, also, what would happen if Young Jack Overman won the widow. It was that Storm would kill him. No one knew what would happen if Storm won. You can imagine the nervous tension when it was discovered that the young widow preferred the pale-faced boy. No one wanted to see young Overman killed; but, as it had to come, the people in that town could hardly wait for the excitement attendant upon the killing. As a result, someone wishing to see trouble, sent Storm an anonymous note, informing him of the widow’s preference for young Overman. The very next day. Storm politely invited young Overman to go fishing with him in the head waters of the Humboldt River. The offer was accepted quite as politely, and two hours later the two men rode out of town, driving pack mules before them along the winding trail. Then the people began walking up and down the single street of the settlement. The women lost all interest in their household duties, and fed their husbands on half-cooked meals, which were eaten unnoticed. It was safe to say that all the people showed some interest when these two men accompanied each other on this journey. As the sun dropped over the Rockies on the evening of that day, two men stood on the peak of one of the higher foothills at the base of that picturesque chain of mountains. They had done no fishing that day. In fact, they had done nothing but travel silently and drive the pack mules before them until they had reached this small peak. They could not have fished had they wanted to, for, ?uriously enough, neither had brought hook, line, or bait. On arriving, the older, of the two cut two sticks from a sapling, sharpened them at one end. and then, lying on the ground, drove them into it with a rock in such as a manner as to establish a line of sight. Then he turned to the other and said: “Overman, lie down here and take a sight along the tops of these two stakes.” The latter knelt down and obeyed silently. “Well?” said he. “Do you see that white rock in the black ravine?” asked Storm. “Yes,” answered young Overman. “Are you sure? It’s twenty miles away.” “I’m sure.” “Half a mile up that ravine from that white rock you are looking at, is my gold mine, the richest mine God ever put in the Rocky Mountains. The man who owns it is more than a millionaire.” “I congratulate you,” responded Overman quickly. “Don’t congratulate me too soon. Now look behind into the valley. Down there, where you can just see the silver bend of the Humboldt River, lives a woman.” The young man bit his lips, but merely answered, “Yes.” “We both love that woman,” continued Storm. “She is more to either of us than that mine over there in the mountains, or ten such mines. But the mine, and the money that comes from it, ought to go to the woman. I own that gold mine. The woman favors you, but with you out of the way I could win her. Now what do you say to this? Here are two six shooters. Examine them and take your choice. We’ll fight here, alone, and fair and square. The man who comes out alive shall have both gold mine and the woman.” “You take both the guns and do all the shooting yourself.” “Man!” roared Storm, “do you mean to say that that little woman loves a coward?” - Fifty THE CAULDRON “Do you think it was a coward that agreed to go fishing with such a man as you are, and to go alone and unarmed?” “If you don’t fight, I’ll murder you!” “I don’t doubt it a bit,” answered young Overman. The big man reached slowly for one of the deadly weapons, and slowly cocked it. Then for a moment he seemed lost in thought. “What do you mean, boy?” he said finally. “What do you mean? I don’t believe you are a coward.” “I’ll tell you what I mean, if you care to listen.” “Go ahead,” said the big man suspiciously. Young Jack Overman leaned an elbow on each knee, buried his face in his hands, and began. “Storm,” said he, “my father killed a man once, back in the East, where they do not look upon these acts lightly. He was a partner who had cheated my father and ruined him; but it was not a murder, for it was done in self-defense. Still, it had all the appearance of murder. There was apparently no witness at all. There was only one revolver, and that was one belonging to my father. He kept it in his office desk. His partner grabbed it from the open drawer when they quarrelled. The two men fought for the possession of it, the one to kill, the other to preserve life. In the struggle the revolver was accidentally discharged, and my father's partner dropped dead to the floor. But you can see what chance my father stood before the law. There seemd but one thing to do and that was to escape. It was a mistake, but neither he nor my mother knew that at that time. I was a little boy then, and I shall never forget his parting words to me that dark night. He made me promise never, under any circumstances, to kill a man, not even in self-defense. He told me it was better to die myself than to have another man’s blood on my hand. Then he hurried away. We have never heard of him, but, no doubt, he eventually killed himself.” “And your mother? What became of her?” asked Storm in a thick voice. “My mother went to work and earned a living until I was old enough to take care of myself, and then, her duty accomplished, she suddenly died, but not before my father’s name was cleared. “It was this way. A woman with whom my father’s partner was about to elope had been hiding in the office at the time of the tragedy. She saw the whole act and eventually confessed. Mother advertised all over the country for information concerning the whereabouts of my father, but it was to no avail.” “And your mother, she never forgot your father? Never married again?” “You never knew my mother, or you would not ask such a question.” “And after all these years of misery to find this out!” It was the big man who was speaking. “That occurred twenty years ago in Bedford. She is buried there in the old family burying ground; and your name is not Jack Overman, but Jack Holston—” The young man jumped to his feet and stood peering excitedly at the older man, wondering how this man knew his real name. Storm was talking to himself: “And my name is not Bill Storm, but—” “Father!” cried the young man, throwing himself into the other’s arms. “My boy, my boy!” said the other, grasping him in his strong arms and rocking him back and forth as if he were again a baby. The moon that night looked down on the lonely hill and saw two men Fifty-One THE CAULDRON locked in each other’s arms, lying at full length on the grass, mute but not asleep. Also the sun, the next morning, saw two men walking arm in arm down the mountain trail, followed slowly by two horses and a pack mule. At noon they came to a divided trail that seemed important to both. “You.” said the older man, pointing to the ranch over by the river, “to the woman you love and who loves you. I, to the grave of the woman I loved and who loved me so long and so loyally.” Then the two men shook hands and parted. And the people in that little Nevada town have not solved the mystery yet. NAPOLEON S. ZARICK. ’17. Jeff’s Waterloo IM.” requested Mr. Benman, leaning over the counter of the general store, “I wish you’d give me ’bout a pound of crackers and mebe five cents wuth of cheese. You needn’t wrop it up.” He went on as Jim reached for the pink and white string. “1 expect to eat it right here, if you don’t mind the crumbs.” Able Taylor, watching quietly, turned to Jeff. Ain’t that a kind o’light diet for you, Jeff?” he asked. “Wife ain’t left you, has she?” Mr. Benman shifted his feet and reddened perceptibly. “Wal, yes,” he admitted, “I d'know but ye could call it that. She’s gone over to Notown for the day.” Able grinned with neighborly malice. “She didn’t leave a great sight o’ grub cooked up,” he said, “if you’re down to crackers and cheese already. What you been doin’, Jeff?” Jeff looked at Able with a queer smile and hesitated. However, he soon told him, because he knew that Able would go to any extreme to learn the cause of the trouble. ”Twas my fault. Able,” he admitted sheepishly, “and now I’m getting paid for it.” “About six months ago—my wife says ’twas, but it don’t seem nothing like that long to me—she begun pestering me ’bout fixin’ the kitchen chimley. She claimed it didn’t draw as it ought to and to be honest, there were times when it did smoke considerable. But you know how ’tis. A man does the work that seems to be crowdin’ him the most and lets the rest go with a lick and a promise—in this case ’bout all the chimley got was the promise. “Of course I was calculatin’ to fix it when I got around to it, but it was one o’ them jobs that seems ’sif they can be done ’bout as well one time as another, and I kep’ puttin’ it off. Well, fin’ly, my wife quit talking ’bout it; and I forgot the thing completely. “I noticed from time to time when she’d be cookin’ and I was ’round the kitchen, she’d be kinder short and curt with me, and her mouth would be shut kinder tight, but that ain’t uncommon with most women, and I’ve found that its better to let ’em alone at such times. “Well, I s’pose what brought things up so quick was my goin’ fishin’ yesterday. I s’pose I might jist as well and better been home fixin’ that chimley. Fifty-Two THE CAULDRON As I told you, since she quit talkin’ ’bout it, I ain’t thought of it. 1 told her that this mornin’, an’ that only made her madder. “ ‘Wal,’ says she, ‘you pay heed to what I say this time for its my last word. “ ‘There was breakfast cooked for one person this mornin’,’ she says, biting the words off short, ‘and 1 et it myself. What you’re goin’ to do for breakfast, 1 don’t know, but I ain’t goin’ to get it for you—not on that stove, with the chimley in the shape it is now. “ ‘I’m goin’ to get ready now,’ says she, ‘and go over to Notown for the day. I'll be back tonight, and if by that time you ain’t got that chimley fixed good and tight, not one thing do I cook on that stove till it’s fixed—and you can lay your mind to that.’ ” Then she shut her mouth tighter than any bear trap you ever saw. “And with that,” continued Jeff gloomily, “off she went, an’ I made no doubt, she’s right on it.” He rose and brushed the cracker crumbs off of his clothes and started for the door. “I guess I’d better be getting back to work on that chimley,” he remarked soberly. HELEN KNAPP, ’17. Cutworms There was a glint of sunny hair above the garden wall and a gay, girlish voice came over, heralding the bright face that was visible at the gateway a moment later. “Good morning, Miss Lucretia. I’ve dropped in to call on your garden. Did you ever see a lovlier—O, Miss Lucretia, your pansies!” The happy, silvery voice changed to dismay. Where yesterday had been a mass of purple and gold, there were now only a few green plants; the rest was a tangle of wilted leaves and stalks. “Cutworms,” Miss Lucretia said briefly. “They did all of that last night. Of all the mean, pesky, underhand things, commend me to a cutworm!” “But isn’t there anything that you can do?” Betty cried. There were tears in her eyes, half for the pansies and half for the sorrow of Miss Lucretia, who loved them so. “I can clean up the muss,” Miss Lucretia retorted grimly. “There isn’t anything else to do that I know of.” “I’ll help,” Betty said soberly. But Miss Lucretia did not want her to remain. “No, I’d rather do it myself,” she said. “I’m a little too snappy for company this morning. These flowers remind me of something that I can’t get out of my head. Betty, there are things meaner than these little green worms, and they are ‘human cutworms.’ ” 1 Human cutworms,” Betty echoed. Fifty-Three THE CAULDRON ---- +£M4di Miss Lucretia nodded. “That’s what I said, and that’s what I meant. You watch out for them. There run along child, and don’t bother your head. You’ll know them when you see them. Take a handful of the clove pinks as you go.” The girl picked the clove pinks absently. Human cutworms? But she knew that it was quite useless to ask for an explanation when Miss Lucretia did not teel like talking. She went out of the garden and down the street with her forehead puckered over the puzzle. At the next corner she met Flo Westbrook. Flo’s eyes were wide and excited. “Betty, what do you think?” she cried. “You know that new girl in church who acts so stilt and stand-offish? Mary Ray says that she used to work at Holland s, but, for some mysterious cause, she was dismissed, and Mary says that everyone thinks she took some money. I don’t doubt it in the least. 1 always thought that there was something queer about her. She needn't think that she can get in our crowd. Betty,” she cried suddenly, what is the matter with you? You look as if you had seen a ghost.” “No; only a cutworm,” Betty replied. Betty walked on down the cool, shady avenue thinking rapidly. What was there about the new girl that made Flo say what she did?” she asked ot herself. Was it only that exaggerated idea that Flo sometimes formed about strangers, or was there something in the girl’s life that had made her lose her position at Holland's and caused the terrible stories.” Yes,1 Betty decided, “there must be something that had caused the stories, but I don t believe that she did anything wrong, she added stubbornly. With this decision in mind, Betty determined to become friends with Ellen Douglas and to help her to overcome those stories. The girls became last friends. Not a great while alter this Betty again met Flo, who cried out when she saw her: “O, Betty! Eve been looking and looking lor you. What kind of a spell has that Ellen Douglass cast over you that has made you such a friend of hers. Didn't I tell you what Mary Ray said that everyone was saying about her? All of the girls in the set will drop you if you aren't careful.” Betty listened calmly, and, when Flo stopped talking, she said quietly-. Flo, that story that Mary Ray is telling everyone about Ellen is untrue. She lost her position at Holland’s because she took the blame for a theft committed by a little cash girl. The little girl’s mother was very ill and starving. The poor little thing could not pay a doctor or get the proper food for her mother, and she was almost insane with grief. She stood it as long as she could, and, finally, seeing so much money pass through her hands, she took enough to buy her mother some medicine. The theft was discovered immediately, and was traced from department to department until it came to Ellen’s. That evening, as Ellen was going for her wraps, she heard some one sobbing. She stepped in the direction ot the sound, and she saw the little cash girl of her department, couched down in one corner, sobbing. The little girl almost screamed when she saw Ellen, because she thought that the manager had sent for her. She was so frightened that she told Ellen the whole story. Ellen went home with her to see her mother, and—O, Flo! I was there yesterday, and 1 never saw anything sadder or more pitiful in all my life. There was nothing but one little, bare, cheerless room. No rugs, no pictures, not even a good bed and chair. Ellen sent for a settlement doctor and nurse and some provisions. The next day, when Ellen went to work, she was called to the office and questioned about the theft. And, Flo, she took all of the blame in order to let the little cash girl keep her job. Ellen was discharged. Her father and mother Fifty-Four THE CAULDRON are dead and she has no brothers or sisters. She came out here to her aunt and told her that she had been discharged and the reason for her dismissal. Her aunt, having no daughters of her own, took Ellen to live with her. Flo was now staring at Betty. Why, Betty,” she gasped at last, “who told you all of this?” “Ellen told me,” Betty answered simply. But that there mii ht be no question, 1 went to see the little girl whom she saved. Both daughter and mother verified the story.” Still it seemed incredulous to Flo. “But what made you try to learn the cause of the trouble? You didn’t use to care any more than the rest of us.” “I know,” Betty answered softly. “I f uess that Miss Lucretia's pansies reminded me of what human cutworms could do to human lives.” Gradually Flo was beginning to understand. “So that was what you meant the other day when you said that you had seen a ‘cutworm.’ Betty! I’ll never be a cutworm again, and will try to keep the other girls from being ‘cutworms.’ Come, let’s go find the other girls. I’m going to tell all of them about Human Cutworms.’ ” HELEN KNAPP. ’17. Fifty-Five THE CAULDRON Your Mother MOTHER’S life is not easy. From the day she marries, she stands in the trench by the side of her husband, fighting as a woman must in the hard battle for daily existence. She works not the eight or ten hours of the union, but often the twenty-four hours of the poor wife and mother. A mother cooks and cleans and scrubs and nurses from dawn until bedtime, and in the wee hours of night is up and down getting drinks for thirsty lips, covering restless little sleepers, listening for croupy coughs. She has time to listen to her children’s stories of fun and frolic and triumph, and is never too weary to sympathize when they need her. She finds time to spur their ambitions. She never forgets to cook the little dishes of “good stuff” they like. Often she does without the dress she needs that she may clothe her children so they will not be ashamed to go among their friends. A mother makes a real home, a happy, well-ordered one where no cruelty exists. Friends are dear, strangers have a certain claim on you, but your mother is the one in this wide world who is nearest and dearest to you. Remember this, now while there is yet time, while your mother is yet living; pay back to her in love and tenderness some of the debt you owe her. Realize that you can never pay it all to her. Never snub a mother’s son because he chooses an humble trade. The author of “Pilgrim’s Progress” was a tinker. Never snub a mother’s boy because of his physical disability. Milton was blind. Never snub a mother’s offspring because his home is plain and unpretentious. Abraham Lincoln’s early home was a log cabin. Never snub a mother’s child because of the ignorance of his parents. Shakespeare’s father could not write his name. Never snub a mother’s son because he wears shabby clothes. Thomas Edison wore a pair of yellow linen breeches when he first entered Boston, although it was in the dead of winter. FRANK SHONTS PRYOR. ’17. Fifty-Six The Flag Raising In the midst of our enthusiastic cries for more patriotism in our schools is it not well and befitting that, in this time of strife, we pay a little heed to the encouragement of that greater patriotism for our flag and our country? Friday, March 13, was, mirabili dictu, a beautiful day; a day well suited for the raising of the banner, purchased by the students, to its lofty seat on the turret of the school. At 1 :15 P. M., the entire student body assembled on the north lawn, and the patriotic ceremonies were begun. First, the high school band played a few selections. These were followed by short talks by Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Pittinger, and Mayor Gard, three men who are untiring in their constant efforts to please and benefit the high schools. Old Glory was then floated majestically to her place, while the “Star Spangled Banner” was sung by four hundred students. The program was concluded with the singing of “America,” which gradually grew into the high school song, then into the ever-ready cheers. Old Glory may now be seen flying resplendently from morning until night, from the tower of the school which she gloriously crowns. ORVAN I. COHEE, ’17 Fifty-Seven SPELLING CONTESTANTS. Row I: Levaun Fisher, Glen Holz, Bernardo Lee, Garth Hed coek. Row II: Gertrude Fennell, Jeanette Vorhis, Helen Walsh, Evelyn Russell. Lela Jones, Helen Lockwood, Okal Hart. Row III: Anna Davis. Leo Strange, Lela Coin, Lillian Powell, Gladys Wall. Row IV: Martha Miner, Adeline Robinson, Mildred Moore, Mabel Vencill. The County Spelling Contest Much interest and enthusiasm were manifested on Friday afternoon, November 24th, when the first spelling contest ot its kind in Indiana was held in F. H. S. The contest was among eight towns in Clinton County, and each town, or rather school, was represented by a team of six students, who had been chosen as the best spellers ot their school. The contest was carried out in tournament style, there being four contests for the first elimination, two for the second, and one for the final. For the first elimination, the school drew for places, and as a result, the eight teams were lined up as follows: Kirklin against Colfax, Scircleville against Mulberry, Forest against Moran, and Michigantown against Frankfort. Each contest was held in a separate room, and twenty minutes were allowed in which one team should outspell its opponent. A delegation was present from each school, and everyone was confident that his or her team would win. Frankfort was represented by Mildred Moore, Jeanette Vorhis, Lei ’ Jones, Gertrude Fennell, Lelah Coin, and Bernardo Lee. We had good cause to be proud ot our team, and, full ot confidence, we breathlessly listened while Mr. S. P. Kyger, principal of the Second Ward School, pronounced the words. At the end of twenty minutes, we had five spellers standing, while Michigantown had but one. This victory brought much cheering on tne part of the student body. The results from the other contests were: Kirklin, six standing; Col- fax, none; Scircleville, five standing; Mulberry, none; and Forest, two standing; Moran, none. The four winning teams were lined up for the second elimination contest as follows1 Scircleville against Forest, and Kirklin against Frankfort. Probably there was more excitement in these than in the previous contests, especially on the part of Kirklin and Frankfort, as these schools seemed well matched. When the time alotted was up, Frankfort again had five spellers remaining, while Kirklin had but four. Scircleville went through with her entire team standing against one speller of Forest. The final contest was awaited with great excitement and no little anxiety. County Superintendent Salmon pronounced the words to the brave, expectant spellers, and when the twenty minutes were up, both teams, though tired and nervous, had retained their original six. It took almost fifteen additional minutes to spell down a pupil and then, Scircleville was the unfortunate school. Old F. H. S. had won the victory, and was rewarded by another banner to decorate the walls of the library, which, 1 fear, if the last few years record is kept up this year, will give the impression to visitors that we have banners for sale. Following this contest, came an individual one, in which two students from each school participated. This proved to be long, and it was thought for Fifty-Nine THE CAULDRON a time that the last few spellers on the floor could spell every word in old Webster. Lelah Coin and Mildred Moore represented Frankfort, and made a brave stand. The latter stood up until next to the last; then, missing, she left Nolan Orr of Scircleville, winner. These contests were considered a success, and will no doubt be repeated next year. EVELYN H. RUSSELL, ’17. Sixty THE CAULDRON The Spelling Contest in Frankfort It was with great expectation, that on Tuesday evening, December 19th, at the Central School Auditorium, the members of the spelling team of Frankfort took their places opposite the members of the spelling team from Lebanon to contend for the honor of winning the first spelling match to be held between the two schools. The contestants who represented Frankfort were: Jeanette Vorhis, Lelah Coin, Adeline Robison, Leo Strange, Okal Hart, Lillian Powell, Martha Miner, Helen Lockwood, Anna Davis, and Bernardo Lee. The contest, which was to last forty minutes, began at 7:45 with Mr. S. P. Kyger, Principal of the Second Ward School, pronouncing the words. The first part of the contest proved very interesting. No one missed a word for about fifteen minutes, and the excitement was keyed up to a high point when one of the Lebanon spellers missed a word. This somewhat lessened the strain for the Frankfort spellers, but it was not until Lebanon had the misfortune to lose five of its spellers that the Frankfort team began to feel more sure of the outcome of the contest. Shortly beiore the time of the contest was up, a Frankfort speller missed a word, thus leaving the final result of the contest to be nine to five in favor of Frankfort. ANNA M. DAVIS, ’18. The Spelling Contest in Lebanon The 6:30 car to Lebanon, on Tuesday evening, December 19th, carried ten excited, expectant students, and two anxious, hopeful teachers. These composed the spelling team, which was to compete against Lebanon that evening, and their coaches, who had faithfully trained them for many weeks. The members of the team—Gertrude Fennell, Lela Jones, Mildred Moore, Mabel Vencill, Gladys Wall, Helen Walsh, Evelyn Russell, Levaun Fisher, Garth Hedgcock. and Glen Holz. The teachers were Miss Howard and Mr. McClure. When they reached Lebanon and went into the high school building, they were cordially welcomed and introduced to the members of the opposing team. At 7:45 they filed onto the platform of the assembly room, and after a few preliminaries, the contest began, Mr. Brown, superintendent of the Lebanon schools, pronouncing the words. All went well for awhile, each team seemingly was as strong as the other. Twenty-five minutes after the contest began, one of the Frankfort team missed. The other Frankfort spellers held their breath for the next few minutes. Shortly after a Lebanon speller went down, and the “Frankforters” breathed a little more easily. The contest continued. It was to last forty minutes, and the time was almost up when a second Lebanon speller missed. When the time was up, there was a cheer from the Frankfort team. They had won, having nine spellers yet standing, while Lebanon had but eight. EVELYN H. RUSSELL, T7. Sixty-One Debate Teams. Negative team: Herbert Engle, Half red Brown, William Carmen Fred Sidney. Affirmative team: Millard Morrison, Arthur Miller, Truman Goldsberry. Lee Noble. The Triangular Debate in Crawfordsville On the night of March 7, 1917, occurred the annual Triangular Debate between Crawfordsville, Lebanon, and Frankfort. Since our home team is always well supported, one of our loyal seniors, Claude Conley, thought that it would be an assistance to the team, which went to Crawfordsville, if some of the students would go to Crawfordsville. Claude Conley, Orvan Cohee, Russell Norris, and myself decided to go over in Conley’s car. Arriving in Crawfordsville at 6:15 P. M., we went immediately to the Crawford Hotel, where we found Mr. Heathcote and the members of the team eating supper. After assuring them that they would be the victors and warning them to “go easy” on the extravagant “spread” they were ruthlessly devastating, we ate supper, a very meagre one compared to that of the debaters. The debate began at 7:15. The question was, “Resolved. That All Railroads Engaged in Interstate Commerce in the United States Should Be Owned and Operated by the Federal Government.” Edmund Lind, the first affirmative speaker of Crawfordsville, brought out some good arguments; but Halfred Brown, our first negative speaker, proved superior to him both in defending his arguments and in his delivery. Fred Sidney, our second negative speaker, who delivered his speech in a highly polished and very commendable manner, had better proof for his arguments than Elbert Walker had. After Eastlack. the last affirmative speaker, had presented some very pood arguments, our last negative speaker, William Carman, easily won the laurels for the evening. Not only his forcible, convincing arguments, but his excellent delivery held the attention of ihe audience and later drew forth the most favorable comment from every one present. After the rebuttal speeches, given by Mr. Brown of Frankfort, and Mr. Lind of Crawfordsville, every one waited anxiously for the decision of the judges. We were wild with delight when the decision was piven that Frankfort had won. And when we arrived in Frankfort and learned of victory here, words fail to express our joy, but that night we made the deserted streets echo and reecho with cheers. RALPH BIERY, ’17. Sixty-Three THE CAULDRON The Triangular Debate in Frankfort ITH colors flying and enthusiasm running high, the Frankfort team was met by the Lebanon negative team at the Central building on March 7, 1917, for what proved to be a repetition of 1913. The question for debate was: “Resolved, That All Railroads Engaged in Interstate Commerce Should Be Owned and Operated by the United States.” The first speaker for the affirmative, Lee Noble, laid down the arguments which, if proved by the speaker and his colleagues, seemed sure to spell victory for Frankfort. A few holes were left open in the affirmative argument, to be closed by Goldsberry, the second affirmative speaker. The first negative speaker, Russell Richardson, made an appropriate introduction for his colleagues, but undoubtedly placed too much emphasis on a few of the minor inadequacies of the present day passenger coaches used in foreign nations under government ownership. Truman Goldsberry continued the argument well outlined by Noble, making a forcible delivery. The next speaker for the negative was Manley Immel, the one opponent whom the affirmative feared most. With a slow, deliberate delivery, he refuted the arguments of the affirmative with ease and decisiveness. The outlook for Frankfort seemed not so sure when Immel left the floor. Nevertheless, the fact that we had good constructive argument, with fairly good delivery, while Lebanon seemed to place their hope in Immel, put the odds slightly in our favor. The last main speech of the affirmative was given by Arthur Miller, who definitely and concisively summed up all of the contentions of the affirmative, and showed how these arguments were not completely refuted by the contentions of the negative. Lebanon’s last speaker was Frank Cash, whose delivery was not up to the standard of his colleagues. Immel now “put a scare” into the high spirits of the affirmative by giving a rebuttal of the same class as had been his main speech. But the fears of the affirmative team were allayed when Goldsberry, in his rebuttal for our team, completely shattered the foundation which had been so carefully planned by the visitors. Although the outcome of the debate was felt to be close, it seemed that the affirmative would receive the decision. Yet, ‘‘there’s many a slip 'twixt cup and lip,” and anxious waiting ensued. While the judges were making their decisions, the announcement came that Frankfort’s negative team had won over Crawfordsville’s affirmative team at Crawfordsville. Although this victory was expected, the auditorium rang with cheers, yells, and songs over the victory. When Chairman Russell P. Harker arose to give the decision of the debate here, all was quiet. Then with all solemnity appropriate to a Frankfort defeat, he announced that Frankfort had been awarded the decision by a two to one vote. v , MILLARD C. MORRISON, ’17. Sixty-Four r CONTESTANTS—Mary Kelly, Truman Goldsberry, William Carman, Lee Noble. Jean Cheadle. THE CAULDRON Frankfort Invitational Oratorical Contest Frankfort High School is a high school which has always been noted for its orators and debaters. In the last few years, she has been working hard in the realms of public speaking; she has secured capable instructors, and the men have been well trained. This year we have won every oratorical contest which we have entered. The Triangular Debate was won by both teams. Our representative has been victorious in the Central Indiana High School Oratorical for the last two years Our high school has entered as many contests as possible, sending a different man to each one. Following up this idea, and seeking new fields to conquer, we sent out invitations to Elwood, Monticello, Kokomo, Delphi, and Tipton, schools with whom we have never before competed in the oratorical line, for an oratorical to be held in Frankfort, in the hope that it would be the first contest in a new league. Every school accepted the invitation, and the contest was held on the evening of March 23, in the Auditorium of the Central Building. The representative of each school and his selection were as follows: Elwood, Charlotte Wilkie, “Tousaint L’Ouverture”; Monticello, Randolph Gardner, “The New South”; Kokomo, Cecil Rhodes, Henry’s “Appeal to Arms”; Delphi, Thelma Cowger, “On the Death of Lafayette”; Tipton, Hazel Browne, “Spartacus to the Gladiators”; and Frankfort, Truman Goldsberry, “Affairs in Cuba.” The judges were Professor Thurber of Purdue, Justin Merriman of the Jefferson High School, and Charles L. Vaugn of Lafayette. There was never a single moment’s doubt concerning the ability of our representative, and, when he had finished speaking, our confidence in him was fully justified. A clearness and forcefulness of expression characterized his entire speech. Our expectations were fully realized when the judges’ decision was announced. Frankfort received first place; Delphi, second; and Kokomo, third. LAVAUN FISHER. ’18. The County Declamation, The Oratorical and The Solo Contest On Saturday evening, April 21, 1917, was held the annual oratorical, declamation, and vocal solo contests for the high schools of Clinton County. At six-thirty, the eager students from the various schools began to assemble in the auditorium of the Central building, and by seven o’clock, the spacious auditorium was filled. The local high school orchestra began the evening with a selection, which was followed by the yells of welcome, given by the Frankfort students. Then the speakers in the declamation contest came upon the platform, accompanied by Lee Noble of the Frankfort school, who acted as presiding Sixty-Six THE CAULDRON officer. Our representative, Mary Kelly, gave “Little Carl” and won first place, entitling her to the gold medal. Anna Myers of Kirklin, won the silver medal, ind Mary Heaton of Michigantown, the bronze medal. The solo contest came next, and Jean Cheadle, Frankfort’s representative, won first place with her selection, “Sweetheart.” Jean is a freshman, and a “tiny tot,” but she did exceptionally well, and charmed those who heard her. The second place was won by Francis Foreman of Scirclevilie, and the third place by Gladys Roush of Kirklin. This contest was followed by the oratorical contest, and again Frankfort showed the ability of her contestants in speaking, for William Carman was awarded first place. The second place was won by Paul Laymon of Michigantown, and third place by Coy Wood of Scirclevilie. Each of our contestants was awarded first place by unanimous decision of the judges. Through these victories we partly recovered from the blow received in he afternoon, when Kirklin so thoroughly defeated us in the track meet. LELA HOLMES, T7. The Clinton County Track Meet The third annual Clinton County track meet, with contestants from Kirklin, Colfax and Frankfort, was held at the Fair Grounds on April 21, 1917. It was very well attended. Kirklin, with her veteran team, was picked to win over the inexperienced athletes from the Gem City. Th meet opened with the 100-yard dash. Strohl and Huffine of Kirklin, took first and second, respectively. Himmelwright of Frankfort, took third. “Frankforters” were relieved, however, when Jones and Tankersley gleaned six points in the mile. Jones showed himself to be a “comer.” Kirklin’s hopes soared when she took first and second in the quarter. Brown, a dependable man of last year, was sick. Kirklin’s man took the 220-yard hurdles. They also won first and second in both shot and discus. When Frankfort seemed hopelessly submerged she made a belated rally and captured first and second in the high jump. Durbin and Harker both jumped over five feet. Powell of Frankfort, almost broke the County record when he “annexed” the pole vault. The half-mile went to Kirklin, with Frankfort a close second. Strohl easily won the 220-yard dash, clipping off the distance in 25 seconds flat. Strohl and Kingsolver won both first and second in the broad jump. Thus Frankfort met her Waterloo to the “tune” of 62 and 2-3 to 32. Incidentally, Colfax made 4 and 1-3 points. Strohl of Kirklin, with twenty-three points, was high point winner. Last on the program for the afternoon was the relay race, also won by Kirklin. This entitled them to the banner which was withheld last year because of a foul. In this manner they gained the relay championship for both ’16 and T7. Sixty Seven HALFRED BROWN, ’17. TRACK TEAM. Row I: Kenneth Grover, Roy Ramey, Basil Durbin, David Harker, A. W. Lockhart, Foster Wharry.Dale Sheets, Halfred Brown. Row II: Clifford Powell, Oscar Good, Lee Noble, Donald Tankersley, James Himmelwright, Jesse Love. Row III: Russell Jones, Oscar Childress. Herbert Engle, Oran Durbin. B KET BALL g eIi7'Standin� : Kenneth Grover. Manager Turley. Russell Shaffer. James Himmelwright, Coach Lock- Sitting: Basil Durbin, Gordon Wise (Captain). THE CAULDRON Basket-ball in F. H. S. Under the leadership of Coach A. W. Lockhart and Manager 1. S. Turley, the F. H. S. basket-ball team had a successful season. Although not quite half of our games were won, the team made an excellent showing, as the best teams of the state were played, and our team was composed almost entirely of new men. In the sectional tournament in Lebanon, the team won its first game by defeating Flora after a hard battle. In the second game, however, our men were defeated by the Bringhurst team, thus eliminating us from the tournament. Next year we hope to have a team comparing favorably with any in the state, as our men will be more experienced, and there are several new men expected to make good next year. Gordon Wise, center and captain of the team, will be greatly missed next year, because of his loss through graduation. His accurate passing, and deadly shooting won many games for F. H. S. this year. ------------o---------- Reid Bunger, because of his exceptional speed and heady playing, was one of the team’s mainstays. Doc” is also a renowned athlete in track and baseball. He has another year to play, and the school will be glad to see him back in his position as forward. “Jimmie” Himmelwright, playing forward, was one of the strongest members of the team. He played a consistent game, featured by exceptional basket shooting. He still has another year to play, and should contribute largely to the success of the team next year. -----------o----------- Kenneth Grover, playing either forward or guard, was equally good in a defensive or offensive position. He has three years yet to play, and with the experience gained this year, he should be the team’s chief mainstay for the next three years. ------------o----------- Russel Shaffer, floor-guard, played his position well, with his speed and aggressiveness. As he is lost through graduation this year, the team will miss him keenly next season. ------------o----------- Basil Durbin filled the back guard position to the satisfaction of everyone. He was willing to “meet ’em cornin’ ”, and usually came up with the ball. As he has another year to play, he should be at his best next year. He was elected captain of the team for the coming year. The following are the scores for this year: October 25, Frankfort, 36; Sheridan, 22. November 10, Frankfort, 25; Seventy THE CAULDRON Delphi, 15. November 17, Frankfort, 25; Alumni, 22. November 24, Frankfort, 16; Rossville, 33. November 29, Frankfort, 26; Sheridan, 18. December I, Frankfort, 15; Lafayette, 54. December 8, Frankfort, 25; West Lafayette, 24. December 15, Frankfort, 14; Thorntown, 52. December 22, Frankfort, 14; Crawfordsville, 32. January 8, Frankfort, 16; West Lafayette, 32. January 12, Frankfort, 15; Lebanon, 45. January 18, Frankfort, 20; Delphi, 20. January 19, Frankfort, 17; Tipton, 32. January 26, Frankfort, 22; Rossville, 10. February 2, Frankfort, 18; Crawfordsville, 15. February 9, Frankfort 17; Thorntown, 37. February 16, Frankfort, 24; Lafayette, 32. February 23, Frankfort, 9; Lebanon, 64; March 3, Frankfort, 12; Tipton, 21. March 10, Frankfort, 32; Flora, 19. March 11, Frankfort, 20; Bringhurst, 25. THE SECOND TEAM. Our second team won the county championship, at a tournament held in Frankfort, thus proving themselves to be a “speedy” bunch. The team is well stacked with excellent forwards, having Love, Cox, Noble, and Stunkard. The center position is well represented by Moss and Rogers. Amos and Young are two stocky, “speedy” guards whose defensive work was a feature of the team’s playing. These men should greatly strengthen the team next year. The scores of the second team in the County Tournament were: Frankfort, 21; Michigan, 11. Frankfort, 18; Moran, 3. Frankfort, 44; Scircleville, 14. Seventy-One SECOND BASKET-BALL TEAM. Top row: John Cox, Cyril Roberts. Maurice Rogers, Gordon Moss, Roy Stunkard. Leon Love. Front row: Gladwin Young, Fred Baker, Ray Amos, Lee Noble. The Forum Early last fall, ten enthusiastic charter members of the Forum met to elect officers and to discuss plans tor the forthcoming year. At this first meeting, it was decided that the candidates for membership should be voted into the body, that a constitution should be drawn up for the use of the organization and that, in order to enhance the enjoyment and to promote the general welfare of its members, monthly dues should be paid, and these dues should pay for a banquet at the closing session ot the Forum. At the same meeting, William Carman was elected president, George Harshman, vice-president, and Clarence Emshoff, secretary-treasurer of the organization. It was the purpose of this year's Forum to increase the interest of the students in public speaking and debate, to broaden their knowledge of current events, and to familiarize them with Parliamentary Law. In view of these purposes, a business session was held at each meeting, in which legislation was made concerning the conduct, actions, and government of the Forum. To relieve the monotony ot the business session and give practical instruction in proper speaking, programs were arranged by a program committee. These programs were varied to some extent, sometimes consisting of discussions of noteworthy events, sometimes being a debate upon some public question, and sometimes being a lecture delivered by some person interested in boys' work. Questions of great importance, such as “The Swiss Military System,’’ The Government Ownership of the Railways,’’ and “The Literacy Test for Restricting Immigration,” were discussed or debated during the year. In January the president and the vice-president were re-elected, and Fred Sidney was elected secretary-treasurer of the body. Not only has the Forum been of valuable aid to the school in an instructive way, but it has also been of aid to the school in giving aid to the various contestants, and in making possible the Frankfort Oratorical contest. At the last meeting of the Forum, the members enjoyed a banquet of real worth, and they are now looking back upon the fullest, best, and most successful year of the Frankfort Forum. F. H. S., ’18. Seventy-Three Row Row Row t r i d r-v iTi i � SENIOR LATIN CLUB. II. rilLnnIy,F 0haffd v°nd’ ,NalA° eon jjarick- AI°nzo Keene, Miss Claybaugh, Raymond Coin. Fred Leach, Glavious Roush. jtt . V M sh0!' Vonneda Dunn. Anna Petty, Lelah Coin. Julia Fennell. Okal Hart. Evelyn Russell, Lucile Slipher. Ralph I. Martha Miner, Orvan Cohee, Helen Knapp, William Strong, Florence Adair, Halfred Brown, Gertrude Fennell. Biery. The Senior Latin Club The Senior Latin Club, organized several years ago by Miss Claybaugh, has held its regular meetings this year at the home of several of its members. The topic for discussion this year was The Manners and Customs of the Roman People.” The work has been very interesting and beneficial to the members of the club, and many instructive discussions have been given. The following officers were elected for the year: Orvan Cohee, president; Millard Morrison, vice-president; Helen Knapp, secretary; Clarence Emshoff. treasurer. On October 11, after school, the members of the club went to Wild Cat, and thoroughly enjoyed a “Wienie Roast and Marshmallow Toast.” Many meetings were held during the year, one of which was especially entertaining. A banquet was given on the balcony at the Criterion Shop and a literary program on “The Roman Games and Amusements” was given by the various members. After the banquet, the members were taken to the theatre, and there they witnessed the motion picture, “The Image-Maker of Thebes.” Much interest has been manifested by the members of the club this year, and the social life has been greatly influenced by the club. ORAL HART, 17. The Junior Latin Club The Junior Latin Club was organized in October, 1916. It is composed of twenty-four members, with Lee Noble, president; William Moore, vice-president; Irene Thompson, treasurer; and Sidney Paden, secretary. Some interesting topics have been studied relating to Cicero and the Rome of his day, with its manners and customs. A hike to Barner's woods, with a wienie roast last autumn; a mock trial; and a Latin Valentine Exchange to celebrate our Roman saints’ birtn, have uecii some of the club’s diversions. Seventy Five THELMA DENTON. Row I: Row II: Row III Row IV : „ t. t , JUNIOR LATIN CLUB. Harry Leslie, James McClamrock, Miss Claybaugh, Lee Noble. Gordon Moss. Jeanette Vorhis, Dorothy Alexander, Dora Kennedy. Roxie Barnett, Marion Harland. Mildred W lliam Moore. Bess Spray, Marjorie Garrott, Sidney Paden. Lucille Bulkley, Wilma Keefer Helen Walsh, Irene Thompson, Thelma Denton. Catherine Crebs. Pence, Mary Davis. GERMAN CLUB. Row I: Millard Morrison, Mary Oliphant, Lena Jarrell, Mary Hendricks, David Jarrell. Lucile Slipher. Florence Smith. Row II: Irene Bell, Frances Boys, Mildred Moore, Lela Jones, Lillian Powell, Mary Kelly, Margaret Petty, Helen Beall, Arthur Miller. Row III.: Anna Davis, Mary Parker, Gretchen Miller. Miss Vaughan, Evelyn Russell, Mary Scheirer, Arthur Milne. Row IV: Pauline Spray, Marybelle Dolt. Sarah Duncan, Artie Unger. THE CAULDRON The German Club mwm THE year 1913, the first meeting of the German Club was held. This organization was under the supervision of Miss Newton, the German instructor at that time. In 1915, Miss Vaughan took the position left vacant by Miss Newton’s resignation. A year later, the members were drawn together, and new officers were elected. Mary,Kelly bcame President, Gretchen Miller, Vice-President, Millard Morrison, Secre-retary, and Levaun Fisher, Treasurer. Students in the Soph-omor, Junior and Senior classes in German are eligible to enter this club. The meetings are held every Tuesday evening, or wice a month, unless something occurs, which necessitates postponement until ome future date. It has been customary for two members of the club to enter-ain together, the meeting being held at the home of one of them. During the ours of the evening, the business sessions being short, German stories and rid-les are told, games are played, and songs sung. At some meetings, generally t the beginning of a new term, the amusement is greatly increased by the in-iation ot new members. At the close of the program, refreshments are served, nd the meeting customarily closes at ten o’clock. In the spring and fall, picnics and hikes are enjoyed. This organization has a threefold purpose: First, the student attending he meetings learns to speak the German language with greater ease; second, e learns the customs, national songs, and characteristics of the German people; nd third; he is advanced socially, in that he becomes acquainted with more of he high school students. LELA JONES, '17. 1 The Orchestra HE Orchestra has been doing excellent work this year, and its success is largely due to the able instructor, Mr. Hensel. There are fifteen members of the orchestra, and all of them have loyally supported Mr. Hensel in this work. During the year, they have willingly furnished the music for the debate, the ciass play, the oratorical, convocation each Friday morning, the gymnasium exercises, and various other entertainments. While the orchestra is a good one, we would have a far superior one if the class met each day of the week, instead of one day, and a full credit was allowed for the work. This arrangement would not only increase the number of students who wish to learn instruments, but the students would then receive individual training, and beginners in the class could soon enter the first orchestra division, tjius increasing materially the efficiency of the organization. The Band HE Band, which has about sixteen members, has played for all of the basketball games during the year, and has been a very necessary part of those games. Under the direction of Mr. Hensel, the members are now practicing for the county track meet and oratorical contest. Seventy-Eight ORAL HART. ORCHESTRA. Row I: Herman Moriarity, Leo Campbell, Lawson Merritt, Claude Faust, Ralph Britton. L. F. Hensel. Row II: Dale Booher, Ross Leader, Bonylin Wynekoop, Thelma Gallagher, Ruth Broadwell, W. L. Clark. Row III: William Fud e, Paul Campbell, Robert Norris, Fred Hendrix. OFFICERS OF THE SUNSHINE SOCIETY. Elizabeth Beard. Ruth Derrick, Thelma Denton, Catherine Crebs. hJL The Sunshine Society At the close of school this year, the girls of the Sunshine Society will realize that they have accomplished their purpose through the skilful management of Miss Claybaugh, and the ability of the leaders, Elizabeth Beard, the president, Catherine Crebs, the vice-president, Thelma Denton, the secretary, and Ruth Derrick, the treasurer. The meetings are held the last Friday of each month. After the business is discussed, a short program, consisting of readings and songs, is given. Sometimes other people interested in the high school give short talks. Miss Mathew-son of the Evangelistic party talked to us. Miss Jeanette Ashman spoke of the “College-bred Girl and Her Value to the Community.” Mrs. Pittenger addressed us. These interesting talks were greatly appreciated. Other than the regular meetings, the girls have given a “Get-Acquainted Party,” a “Hallowe’en Party,” and a “Valentine Party,” all of which have proved both very entertaining and beneficial; a large sum of money was realized, which was more than sufficient to carry on the work of the year. It was used in filling, at Christmas time, twelve baskets with food and toys for the poor and needy; in buying flowers for the sick and bereaved members; in donating twelve dollars to the Belgium fund; and in purchasing medals for the boys who participated in the Triangular Debate. During the Christmas season, the girls aided the Anti-Tuberculosis League by selling a great many Red Cross stamps. The society is continuing its good work, cheering the hearts of many wherever it goes, and “scattering sunshine” in many dark and gloomy places. Eighty SoGiflL Events Get Acquainted Party N September the fourteenth, nineteen hundred sixteen, the Sunshine girls gave their first entertainment of the year. This entertainment was in the form of a “Get Acquainted ' party, which was held in honor of the Freshmen girls. The upper assembly was prettily decorated with ferns and golden glow, suggestive of the Sunshine colors. When all was ready, the stage curtain was raised, disclosing twelve girls, dressed in white and yellow, seated around a table which was covered with a dainty white cover, and which held a Roman candle-stick with seven lighted tapers. A short program followed. Thelma Denton gave a talk on the origin and the aim of the Sunshine society; Ruth Broadwell rendered a cornet solo, entitled “A Perfect Day;” and in closing, Catherine Crebs played the Sunshine song, Scatter Sunshine,” at which time the twelve girls marched off the stage in the following manner: the two tallest girls, carrying a large arch beautifully decorated with flowers, took the lead, and the others followed, thus forming an aisle. This aisle was marked by means of yellow streamers, which were passed back from each leader to the other five girls on each side. As an initiation, the Freshmen marched through the aisle. A social hour followed the program, at which time the upper class girls made themselves acquainted with the new girls. Punch and wafers were then served from the booths which were decorated in yellow and white. An enioyable time was spent by all, and the “Get Acquainted Party fulfilled its mission. ELIZABETH BEARD, T7. The Halloween Party For the past four years the Sunshine Society of Frankfort High School has given an annual Hallowe’en party for the purpose of acquiring money with which the Sunshine Girls may help the poor and needy during the Thanksgiving and Christmas seasons, and with which they may buy flowers to gladden the hearts of the fellow classmates who are ill during the year. The evening set aside for the festivity this year was Monday, October 13. The most important portions of the program took place in the gymnasium and auditorium of the Central Building, which was gayly decorated, in accordance with Hallowe’en fashion, with shocks of corn, with the Hallowe’en colors, yellow and black, with pumpkin faces, and with autumn leaves. The doors were opened at 7:30 o’clock. The admission charged was ten cents. Everyone who Eighty-One THE CAULDRON came unmasked entered by the west doors, and assembled in the balcony of- the gymnasium; those masked, who intended to take part in the grand march, entered by the east door, and were permitted to wander about in the upper corridors. The upper front hall was lined on either side with booths, which were very prettily decorated. In some instances, the decorations resembled in color the refreshment to be sold there. Yellow and white crepe paper trimmings and ears of corn designated the popcorn booth, while the cylindrical posts of the candy booth were wrapped in strips of red and white to represent sticks of candy. At either end of the corridor was an ice cream booth, one of which was prettily adorned with white paper and autumn leaves. Other booths were cleverly trimmed to carry out the color scheme of yellow and black. From the posts on the first landing of the stairway leading to the upper floor of the building, strips of yellow and black crepe paper, wound loosely about each other, were brought to a point at the center post of the stairway on the first floor. At the posts above, hideous pumpkin faces stood guard. In the west corridor was stationed a booth, very unique in its decorations of blue and white, which contained a fish-pond, where one might have his fortune told for a cen In the east corridor, was a booth where one might learn his fortune from one wise in the science of reading palms. Practically everyone had assembled by eight o’clock, and the balcony of the gymnasium was crowded with spectators. Exactly on the hour, the grand march began. It was led by Elizabeth Beard, President of the Sunshine Society, and Orvan Cohee. Keeping step with the music furnished by the band, those masked marched, two abreast, up and down the gymnasium floor. Here were to be found many different styles of costumes in various shades and hues. There were stately Englishmen with Spanish dancing girls, grotesque farmers, “women for a day,” silly clowns, hod carriers, angels, devils, spooks, and many other representations of notable characters. During the period of time, while the judges were deciding as to who wore the most grotesque, the most picturesque, and the most unique costumes, a little dance took place on the gymnasium floor, the participants still being masked. Sometime later it was announced that Elizabeth Beard, who was dressed in a Grecian costume, and Dorothy Phipps, representing a fairy, had won the prizes for the most picturesque costumes. Little Frank Conley, dressed as a sheriff, won the prize for the most grotesque appearance, while Catherine Crebs, who was arrayed in a red dress covered with autumn leaves, received the prize for wearing the most unique costume. Immediately following the grand march and the unmasking, a program, consisting of silhouettes, was presented in the auditorium. The stage was hung with a sheet, which was adorned at either end with autumn leaves and shocks of corn. By means of a lantern, a light was thrown upon the sheet from behind. The program consisted of Hallowe’en tricks, such as bobbing for apples, paring them, and throwing the peeling across the left shoulder. There was a fortune cake, which contained a ring, a thimble, a four-leaf clover, and a lucky six-pence. Little Orphan Annie,” sung by Jean Cheadle, closed the program, and the crowd dispersed, carrying with it the general feeling that all had enjoyed then-selves. ' Much gratitude is due Miss Claybaugh, who planned the program of silhouettes, suggested the decorations and many of the costumes, aided in the decorating, and helped in every way to make the entertainment a succssful one. LELA JONES, ’17. Eighty-Two THE CAULDRON The Valentine Party HE night of Tuesday, February 13, the members of the Sunshine Society gave a delightful St. Valentine’s party at the high school building. The purpose of this party was to secure funds for the carrying on of the commendable work of the society. The doors were opened at seven-thirty, and upon entering, your passage was blocked by Haven McClure, deep among his piles of coin. We, the student body, have begun to have serious doubts about Haven’s future. We are even inclined to think that he may develop as great a fondness for the medium of exchange as did Eliot’s much-studied Silas Marner. As evidence, we submit the fact that, wherever or whenever aforesaid “pecunia” is taken in at any of the high school special activities, we see the scheming graduate of our country’s oldest college, surrounded by his money bags, taking in the public’s money. When, after we had escaped this first danger that beset us—that of the covetous English teacher—by paying him ten cents, we ascended the stairway. As we ascended, there floated down to us the sound of “revelry by night.” When we gained the top of the stairway, we saw at our right a post-office where valentines could be sent or received. Nearby, on tables, pop corn and candy were for sale. The candy sacks being closed, that instinct for gain through chance, which makes possible Monte Carlos, was so aroused in many people, that the sale of the toothsome commodity was stimulated. The program began at eight in the assembly room. The stage was artistically. decorated by means of palms, screens, and curtains. Our honored instructor in chemistry, physics, commercial geography, etc., was in charge of a stereoptican machine which projected light on the screen. The screen was so constructed as to represent a large gilded picture-frame about eight feet by five. Inserted in the opening of the frame was a thin canvas, and back of this, after music by the orchestra, different members of the Sunshine Society appeared, when the light was thrown on the screen, and impersonated girls of different countries. Other persons to appear were Orvan Cohee, who sang and impersonated St. Valentine, and George McDowell, who impersonated Galli-Curci. We hasten to add that, if Galli-Curci’s voice ever fails her, she can take her place in the world by falling back on a wonderfully robust physique. The Marchini Trio gave several enjoyable selections. The program closed with Edith Campbell’s impersonation of Columbia and the singing of “The Star Spangled Banner” by the large audience. Then more candy was purchased and more Valentines received. The party closed with a sheet of flame, caused by the flashlight in photographing the principals in the entertainment. With the exception of the small boy tendency to show-off, exemplified by a disturbing few, the party was a grand success both in a social and a pecuniary way. Its success was due primarily to Miss Claybaugh, who directed and aided the members of the Sunshine Society in giving the party. JAMES HIMMELWRIGHT, ’18. Eighty-Four THE CAULDRON The Gym Drill C.FORE a capacity house, on the night of March 16, at the Central Gym, more than two hundred school girls, directed by Miss Beckman, supervisor of physical culture in the public school, gave one of the most delightful entertainments of the season. The gym was artistically decorated with Ameri- ________________can flags. Music was lurnished for the drills by the Misses Merritt, Smith, and Bunger. The high school orchestra gave several selections at the opening and in the middle of the program. The girls who took part in the entertainment were from various grades, ranging from the 7th to the 11th. The girls wore white “middy” waists, with either red or black bow ties and dark bloomers. Miss Beckman directed all the drills from the front of the gym. A grand review of all the participants started the program for the evening. This ran into a “snake drill,” all of the different steps being to lively music in march time, played on a piano in the gym. Rhythmic exercises were then given by fourteen high school girls. Next came Indian club exercises by the Junior girls, and then free exercises by the Freshmen A girls. Dumb-bell exercises were given by the Freshmen B girls. Folk games, set to music, were then played, the first one being the “Ace of Diamonds,” the second, “Swedish Ring.” Following an intermission, the 7B girls gave different formations in drills, such as may be seen in reviews of military students. Two other games were then played, a Bohemian folk game being the most interesting, ihe “bucket and broom brigade,” now showed its skill in doing house work. Wand exercises were then given by girls from the Sophomore class. Two of the prettiest numbers on the program were given by Miss Irene Mezek, of the College of the North American Gymnastic Union of Indianapolis. Fler first number in rhythmic demonstration, Colonial Girl,” was given in costume. A Spanish dance in costume was given later in the program. An invitation was extended by Miss Beckman to the many fathers and mothers, who constituted the larger part of the audience, to visit the girls’ regular gym classes held at the gym during the week. Much praise is due Miss Beckman for her efficiency in making such an entertainment a decided success. The girls showed almost perfect training, especially discipline in drilling. The girls also deserve much credit, for each was required to work in unison with every other girl, making each one responsible for the success or failure of the drill. No doubt but few thought that such an interesting program could have been given by a body of girls as was given. MILLARD MORRISON, ’17. Eighty-Five Agricultural Projects ECENTLY we have come to believe that the best way to learn a practical thing is to carry it out. It is with this object in view that projects are being taken in connection with school work, particularly with the study of agriculture. This year, Mr. Gardner, the instructor in botany and agriculture in F. H. S., has been outlining projects for high school students, not only for those in the agriculture class, but also for those outside of the class. Last fall work was done on dairy projects. This project consisted of feeding dairy cattle for a period of two months, during which time a record was kept by those carrying on this work, of milk and butter-fat production. as well as the kind, cost, and amount of food which was required to produce the butter-fat. This project was put in the form of a state contest, in which two F. H. S. boys, Gentry and Louis Russell, won out in this district. Their prize was a five-day trip to Purdue University for which their expenses were paid. Here our boys competed again for a trip to Washington, D. C. In this contest, Gentry Russell was victorious, and had a splendid trip to our country’s capitol. While there, he saw many objects of interest, including the White House, the Capitol Building, the Congressional Library, the Mint, and Washington’s home at Mount Vernon. He also met and talked with President Wilson. Besides the dairy project, other projects have been started: the cattlefeeding project, in which a carload of beef cattle was fed for four months, the pig-raising project, the garden project, and the corn project, which was also put in the form of a contest in which each student raises five acres of corn, with the purpose of producing the highest amount of corn for the least amount of money. Careful records are being kept by the students in each project. Those projects will be visited and supervised by Mr. Gardner, who will remain in Frankfort this summer. It is hoped by next year that a vocational course in the study of agriculture will be offered in F. H. S. In this course, a study of farm problems will be made in class, and what is learned by text book study will be put in practice in projects at home. This course should in time prove one of the most valuable offered in this high school. CLARENCE ALLEN, ’18. Eighty-Six THE CAULDRON As We Like It, or Twelve at Night (With apologies to “Bill” Shakespeare) Dramatis Personae. Gordius, an amorous High School youth. Marjory, a fair lady of Amazonian mentality. Maria, the genial hostess. Halbert, guest to Maria. Trumanius, friend to Halbert. Helena, friend to Maria. SCENE FIRST. A room in the home of Maria, 9:00 P. M. Enter Maria and Halbert. Halbert: Fair Maria, my heart withal Maria: Pales unseemingly with dread premonition. So fair a night, and yet, a feeling of direst apprehension broods within Like the fevered quiet before the onrushing storm. Mayhaps ’tis but the passing delusion of melancholy Autumn, When Niobe ’oft holds sway o’er the thoughts of man. But hold! A knock! (Exit Maria). Halbert: If 'twill come, the dread forebodings of my fancy, ’Twill come! No act of mortal man can e re forestall. (Enter Maria, accompanied by Helena and Trumanius.) Trumanius: How now! Knowest thou the progress of our basket tossers? Helena: Halbert Fie! Fie! Dispense with such childish prattle! Patience! Awaitest thou the coming of Gordius, Gordius Marjory: He who prates of such matters. (Enter Maria and Marjory, accompanied by Gordius.) Friend Trumanius, comest thou— Gordius, my throat is parched, As Arabia’s sun-burned sands. A drink. Gordius: Thou knowest, my very existence Is but the expression of thy wishes. (Exeunt). SCENE SECOND. A room in the home of Maria, 10:00 P. M. Enter Gordius, Marjory, Helena, Trumanius, Maria and Halbert. Gordius: I hold, kind friends, that loyalty to Lockhart’s mandates Bids me seek repose in the arms of Somnus. Consequently, I must away. Marjory, your cape. (Holds cape). Marjory: Forbear, Gordius! Haste me not, The hour glass is yet top heavy, Thou must be a prating babe To flaunt thy idiosyncrasies before my eyes. Gordius: Fain would I do thy bidding, But there is that, stronger than logic, bids me away. Woulds’t thou involve me in a family squabble? Nay! Hads’t thou one iota of forbearance for my emperian mentality, Marjory: woulds’t outdistance the sunbeams in thy speed. In soothe! Where, oh whither dost thou get those erratic cogitations? As if we were, even now, two in one. Gordius: (His choler arising). Thinkest thou I am but a beardless youth, Eighty-Eight THE CAULDRON Marjory: To be thus hounded by thy ill-timed impetuosities? This for thou, saucy one! (Simultaneously smiting her beautiful countenance). Brute! Take heed! Dispense with that “ruff stuff”! In soothe! Thy conduct is a stigma upon my very soul. Aye! And now I consider thee to be an unworthy escort, Go! Seek thou thy desiderated “crib” in solitude. Trumanius: (Stepping forward). Ah! Thou unworthy wretch, for this act Thou shoulds’t bear the mark of Cain upon thy despicable brow Until at last thou “croakest.” Gordius: (Heeding him not). Ah! Fair Marjory! 1 do repent me much for my o'er hasty conduct, Thy forgiveness, 1 crave! And thou grantest it not, Will I toss me much upon my wrinkled counterpane With the feverish abandon of a chronic somnambulist. Marjory Come! Come! May bygones be bygones! Let us hence! Avaunt thee! I am sorely peeved. (Turning to Halbert) I beg thy protection as escort to my humble domicile. Halbert: Gordius: With profoundest pleasure I do as thou biddest. Spurn me not, fair Marjory. This is but as a tiny blot upon my hitherto unblemished escutcheon. Marjory: A mere drop in the eternal sea of my magnanimous existence. Aye! And well said’st thou, “drop”; For lo! Thou are dropped. Gordius: Reconsider, I prithee. Fain will I indulge in extravagance; An thou woulds’t, I will purvey thee a chariot from “Castle.” Marjory: Worm of the dust, “vamoose,” From thee 1 now cut loose. (Exeunt: Escort, your arm, 1 pray, Let us quickly hie away. Gordius in tears, Halbert in jeers, the company in cheers.) SCENE THIRD. Scene on way home, before Haberdasher-de-Coulter. Enter Marjory with Hal bert in tow, closely preceded by Gordius, whimpering and whining. Gordius: Alas! Both for the deed, and the spirit that gave it birth, Ne’er before has Cupid thus estranged me, Ne’er did beautious Helen Temple treat me thus, Ne’er did impetuous Gertrude Fennell snub me thus, Ne’er did bonny Jean McPherson jilt me thus; Ne’er did amorous Laura Braden spurn me thus; Yet, this, my youngest and fairest flower; Thirteenth! Last; and most adored. Thirteenth! Thirteenth! Base number! Ever wert thou the accursed omen of impending disaster. What, ho! An ominous storm is brewing in the west, Whose guttural thunder and scimeter lightnings, Do well accord with my turbulent passions. Hold! Wast that a raindrop, or only a tear? Come mighty Thor with thy clamoring legions, And submerge my passions in the turbulence of the elements. No longer will my fevered skeleton weather the woes which oppress it. Eighty-Nine THE CAULDRON Ah! See! The Grim Reaper approaches nigh; The pall of death o’ershadows my manly brow, Eternal oblivion, 1 welcome thee! (Exeunt Marjory with Halbert in tow, closely preceded by Gordius, screeching and raving. HALFRED CROWN, '17, JAMES HIMMELWRIGHT, '18. The Shorthand Class SCENE: The shorthand room at 9:55. The shorthand class is standing belore the typewriting cabinet, looking at papers, and talking at the top ot its voice. 1-RED LEACH: “Darn! He put rewrite on my last copy.” ALONZO KEENE: You ought'a be smart like me.” F. L.: Well, if you are smart, I never want to be!” EVERYBODY: “Ha, ha.” Mr. Hensel comes sauntering up the steps, only seven minutes late. “Get to your seats. Gretchen, 1 heard you clear downstairs just now.” For a wonder, Gretchen hasn t said a word, but he knows from experience what to expect. During the grand rush for seats, all see a new row at once. LONNIE KEENE: “That is for us stars.” WAYNE TANKERSLEY: “Baldhead Row, you mean.” MR. HENSEL: “No, that’s the Bonehead Row. Millard, Cecil, and Alonzo, you sit there until 1 find someone worse than you.” MAMIE BARTHOLOMEW: Te he.” MR. HENSEL: “Who can write this exercise at eighty words a minute?” CECIL BURY: (In a loud whisper) “Lonnie.” MR. HENSEL: “All right, Cecil, you can try it on the board.” EVERYBODY: “Haw haw!” MAMIE B.: “Te he.” MR. HENSEL: “Mamie, you can go, too.” Mamie tries unsuccessfully to faint, but is not able even to shrink out of sight. Just now an innocent little mouse appears, and scares Millard Morrison almost to death. When Rebie Elliott sees it, she becomes very much interested in its progress. MR. HENSEL: “Rebie, do you want to catch that mouse?” REBIE: (very emphatically) “No, sir.” MR. HENSEL: “Well, then, Alonzo, you can get it.” As Alonzo shows no signs of pursuing this wild beast, Mr. Hensel, armed with a yardstick, approaches the waste-basket, and is very much relieved to find the mouse—gone. MR. HENSEL: (courage returned) “Wayne,”—Wayne has been very industriously writing a poem all period—“how do you express the prefix multi’?” WAYNE: (startled) “Er, well’a—What did you say?” (Gretchen whispers “mu”) “Oh, I know—moo.” EVERYBODY: “Ha, ha.” Lela Holmes sees the joke in about two minutes. Te he.” MR. HENSEL: “Well, let’s see. Whose time is it to go to the board? Elizabeth, did you—” The ben rings, and most of the class is down stairs before Mr. Hensel can say, “Take the next fifty rules tomorrow.” Ninety THE CAULDRON 7j ie SPr ncess iParamount Ninety-One Miss Howard: “William, what type of men do ‘L’Allegro’ and ‘II. Pense-roso’ remind you of?” Bill Carman: “Happy Holligan and Gloomy Gus.” Truman Goldsberry: “My voice is for war.” Hensel: “But are you willing to offer the rest of yourself?” WISE MINDS DIFFER. Anna Petty (speaking of the vocal solo tryout): “What do you think of it?” Glavious Roush: “I never did like rainy weather.” (Looking out of the window.) Alonzo Keene (brilliantly): “She means how does her hair look, lunatic !” Julia Fennell: “I have burned my finger up in the chemistry laboratory. What shall I do?” Leo Campbell (after due consideration) : “Read Carlyle’s ‘Essay on Burns.’ ” Miss Voorhees: “What are you doing, Anna?” Anna Petty: (taking Crisco out of the Domestic Science pantry) : “Getting fat.” Flora Crull Fine Clothing, Furnishings, Hats, Shoes Air. Raiford: “Multiply ‘pi’ by 200, and what have you?” Floris H.: “A bakery.” Ninety-Two THE CAULDRON Quality always determines the price here; the looks of a thing has nothing to do with the value that we or you place upon it. The Service it gives is the TRUE measure of its worth” THIS IS TRULY A STORE OF QUALITY The Hertz Dry Goods Co. FRANKFORT, INDIANA THINGS WE CAN DO WITHOUT. Mr. Stubbs’ daily lecture. The 12A History and English tests. Failures in the classes. “Ikey” Floyd’s capers. “I don’t know” in our classes. Clarence Emshoff’s prolonged discussions. Margaret Strange’s ‘‘gift of gab.” Jabber” in Miss Bach’s Sewing class. WHERE OUR MONEY GOES. Halfred Brown’s—gasoline. Aleta Waldo’s—powder. Artie Unger’s and Mary Kelley’s—movies. Margaret Strange’s—postage for Lebanon. Lelia Magart’s—fluffy-ruffles. Helen Knapp’s—newspapers on the war. Mary Ellis—clothes. Orvan Cohee’s—candy for Mary Ellis. Miss Howard’s—milk for the cat. Russell Jones’—chewing gum. Alonzo Keene’s—candy. Oscar Smith’s—toys. Helen Lockwood’s—electric curlers. Ninety-Three THE CAULDRON To Hardy’s for Photos And Satisfaction We, the Class of 1917, hereby recommend Hardy's as a first class Photographer, basing our recommendation upon the good work and excellent co-operation we received during the publishing of our H. S. Annual O. I. COHEE, Ed. in Chief A. W. MERSCH, B. M. C. S. CONLEY, Asst. B. M. C. L. STUBBS, Principal H. S. W. B. HARDY The Picture Wizard Ninety-Four THE CAULDRON Blake Ham Jewelry Company Watch Repairing and Engraving Neatly Done Clock and Jewelry Repairing The Frankfort Morning TIMES CLINTON COUNTY’S LEADING NEWSPAPER AND COMMERCIAL PRINTERS HOWARD A. CANN Artistic Memorials Of Domestic and Foreign Granites and Marbles FRANKFORT, INDIANA SEEDS STOVES Shanklin Hardware Company “Everything in Hardware” PAINTS IMPLEMENTS Ninety-Six THE CAULDRON ONE CLASS LOVES ITS TEACHERS The Senior class of ’17 is without doubt the best class that ever left the Frankfort High School, or at least the most considerate one. It has never worried the teacher by making her think, “I must study my lesson, or those brilliant ’17 students will know more about it than I.” It has left her to go peacefully to the movies, or parties, and was even willing to dispense with tests, so fearful were they of overworking her. D. S. KERN COMPANY STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES RISING SUN CANNED GOODS EAT, DRINK AND BE MERRY AT Criterion: THE PLACE TO BRING YOUR FRIEND. CANDY. ICE CREAM, LUNCHES HERB KILLMER CO. -FOR- Watches Diamonds Jewelery Miss McMurray (Dame Rumor says she is soon to be married), in addressing the girls in the Glee Club, while endeavoring to make the song, The Bridal Chorus,” more realistic, said, “Now, girls, sing to me as though it were MY wedding morning.” Ninety-Seven THE CAULDRON SHOES THAT GIVE SATISFACTION Agent for Dorothy Dodd Hegnl SIiopm North Side Square C. C. IRWIN Frankfort, Ind. ROYAL THEATRE WILLIAM FOX, METRO, BLUEBIRD -AND - L E WIS .1 . S E LZNICK Photoplays THEY SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES S j:lat Work In Pneumonia. Catarrh Specialist DR. C. V FULHAM OSTEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN Peoples Life Building Fifth Floor GEO. B. THURMAN B. F. JONES Auto-Inn Garage Automobiles and Accessories East Washington Street THURMAN JONES, Proprietors ASHMAN DRUG COMPANY -FOB- FANCY CHINA AND CUT GLASS “Waffles” Tankersley: (At the Blinn), “Now this is the kind of movie I like. It is so educational.” “Don : (His brother), “Educational! Why this is about a vampire.” “Waffles” :“Exactly. That’s the point. I might meet a vampire sometime, and I’ll know how to defend myself.” Ninety-Eight THE CAULDRON Shoes are made nowadays from all kinds of skins. Even banana skins make slippers. Miss Vaughan had scolded one of her pupils, who had the habit of coming into the class late. The next day the pupil arrived before any of the others. “Ach!” cried Miss Vaughn. “How come you so soon of late? Before, you used to be behind, and now you’re first at last.” DORNERS SELL ALLEN AND CHEVROLET AUTOMOBILES Frankfort Candy Kitchen Where you get the best H. KUSSURELIS, Proprietor 58 East Washington St. Phone 613 Established 1867 47 Years of Value Giving Your GRANDFATHER and Your FATHER Bought Their Clothes From Us. Why Not You. J. W. COULTER SON The Store Whose Chief Study Is MAN Goodwin Bros. Company Funeral Directors SWITZER ’S Cut Flowers and Potted Plants, Baskets and Funeral Designs Phone 424 All Flowers In Season 552 W. Armstrong Si. “Where Quality Counts” Ninety-Nine THE CAULDRON Mr. Hensel (to Lela Kennedy): ‘Lela, define multiform.” Lela: “Multiform means of many forms. A sentence illustrating jt would be, Rebie Elliott’s complexion is multiform.’ ” Class has assembled and John Ayres strolls slowly in. Miss Howard: “Now, John, where have you been?” John: “In the library, trying to find out if—” Miss Howard: “Find out if, what?” John: “If ‘Ham-let’ King Lear’ ‘Shake-speare at Ophelia, would Julius Caesar’?” Miss Howard: “You’re silly, John. Why make so Much Ado About Nothing.’ You may be excused, John.” John: “Just ‘As You Like It.’” THE GENTLEMEN A PAIR FOR EVERY LADY OTTO HAMMOND SOUTH SIDE SQUARE The Success of the Cauldron is in a small measure due to the Quality of Stafford Engravings and the character of Stafford Co-operation In making this statement, we have no desire to take any credit from the editorial staff; in fact we feel that it is all the more to their credit that they realized the superior quality of Stafford engravings and that they so thoroughly appreciated the value of Stafford cooperation. The Stafford hand-book, '‘Engraving for College and School Publications,” containing 164 pages and over 300 illustrations, gives valuable suggestions for planning your publication, preparing copy and ordering engravings. It prevents costly mistakes and assures you of highest quality engravings at lowest cost. We do not sell this book—we merely lend it without charge to the staff of each publication for which we make the engravings. In addition to the general assistance of this hand book, we give you also our direct and individual co-operation. STAFFORD ENGRAVING CO. Artists, Designers, Engravers CENTURY BUILDING. INDIANAPOLIS, IND. FREE This is the book that we loan without charge to the staff of every publication for which we make the engravings. One Hundred THE CAULDRON J. P. GADDIS COMPANY “EVERYTHING FOR THE HOME” Furniture, Stoves, Queens ware Sold on Easy Payments Russell’s Specialty Shoe Store FOR THE LATEST STYLES IN SPRING FOOTWEAR Over Princess Theatre Bon Merritt says: “you’ve dot n rid lit to expect some pretty nice gifts this time of the year, but the biggest gift you could receive from anybody is a V1CTKOLA and enough VICTOK RECORDS to keep you happy the rest of your life . Your Education is Not Complete UNTIL YOU LEARN TO SAVE WcPay 4 Per Cent On Savings FARMERS BANK OF FRANKFORT ON THE SQUARE (South Side) If You Have No Bank Account, Start One By Calling at the capitol $200,000.00 fflirst Rational Jlnuk surplus $65,000.00 The oldest bank in the city and the largest capital. If you want to receive interest on your deposit, you will be paid 4 per cent, interest on time deposits. One Hundred One THE CAULDRON Some one drained the radiator of the Smith car last winter while Oscar was attending the Lebanon basket-ball game at the gym. Luckily it was discovered before the engine became hot enough to do any damage. “Fat” says that anyone who would do a trick of that kind would not hesitate to kick a lamb in the face. Finion A. Crull. PreNiHcnf II. C. McCIftmroch, V l'rcs. W. .1. Milroy, Spp.Trfn . C. W. Cohpp. Aks(..Sm. GENERAL BANKING BUSINESS ACTS AS GUARDIAN. ADMINISTRATORS OF ESTATES BONDS. REAL ESTATE. INSURANCE ABSTRACTS Peoples Life Bldg. F. H. S. PINS RINGS AND FOBS We make a Specially of Class Pins FRANK S. CREBS EAST SIDE JEWELER PORTER-HURLBERT HARDWARE CO. THE RELIABLE HARDWARE STORE —HEADQUARTERS FOR— Hardware, Paints, Oils, Seeds Roofing Tinsmiths 3 NORTH JACKSON ST. • PHONE 252 MAKE-LIFE’S-WALK-EASY-BY-WEARING-SHOES-FROM Horace Miner Son THE-OLD-RELIABLE-DEALERS-IN-HONEST-MADE-FOOTWFAR One Hundred Two WIN N I NG heart Of fl TERCHER. Hnl Brown; Wont cAiu. Vtave bfmt candy , ( 'li'bs Howand? en CoKtt CU bdugK ive '-We. ‘tii T wo«4. THE HAZARDS of HELEN 3ii firi H i«?K Soprano- 5 it on tYie fro Tit Se t look I-ntE)Yigetit. £i°n THE BIRTH of HERO. Pep Meeting ' Milter Knees coi ldrftnave Trade, any muS'C even if t iey did want to. l.fSft oXiwI V P=: zjrV- N«sa ve teacm Jriisrtwu . T.V sweet T W� TI THE CAULDRON HOW TO GET RICH QUICK Is not so Important a question as how to SAVE a part of what you EARN and provide for when your earning days are over. Have a SAVINGS ACCOUNT here which you may open with ONE DOLLAR and which will bear COMPOUND INTEREST. It Is a practical way; safe and sure and perhaps the ONLY way you will ever do It. AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK MONEY FURNISHED BY THE LADOGA BUILDING LOAN CO. TO BUY AND BUILD HOMES PAY, BACK IN SMALL MONTHLY PAYMENTS WALSH REAL ESTATE AGENCY, ROSS BLOCK, Phone 65 Seneca Cameras Spaulding Athletic Goods Campbell Aughe Company SOUTH SIDE DRUG BOOK STORE Watermans Ideal Fountain Pens FRANKFORT, INDIANA LAVER TY’S THE BEST IN CLOTHING AND ON THE ALLEY FURNISHINGS FOR EAST SIDE WOMEN S H E K W I N - W ILLIA M S STOVES PAINT TOOLS —For— QUALITY-HARDWARE-SOLD-ON-A-MONEY-BACK-GUAR ANT EE COURTESY FIRST CUTLERY-HOUSE HARDWARE Furnishing-Refrigerators Supplies One Hundred Four THE CAULDRON Attention Students You are starting out in life. You will have a hard row to hoe. Sharpen your hoe right now by starting a SAVINGS ACCOUNT with US. Then if your handle breaks you can buy a new hoe. BE PREPARED! CLINTON COUNTY BANK PAVEY BROTHERS GROCERIES 9 West Clinton Street Phone 71 IWptes life dnmmntt (Cmttjmttg itkfnrt, 3ni i tita Captial $100,000 Insurance in Force $9,000,00 Assets $850,000 Second to None—A Home Company-Growing Better Every Day 3-inrne (Offirc: triples Life Bitilitim; ABE HART WALTER S. MERRITT Frankfort Overland Co. Dealers in Overland Pleasure Cars and Service Trucks FRANKFORT’S ONLY MUSIC STORE M. L. Claypool Music Co. O. B. MORRISON, Mgr. Peoples Life Bldg. Frankfort, Ind. Phone 111 One Hundred Five THE CAULDRON Langham High School Suits Bell Clothing Company MASTEN'S CLEANING WILL MAKE YOUR CLOTHING LIKE NEW Masten’s Cleaning Works E. WASHINGTON ST. PHONE 1073 M1LLIN E R Y You are assured of the most Authentic Styles in all Seasons THE M. B. THRASHER CO. A familiar scene in the Frankfort High School: Miss Howard feeding the high school cat. One Hundred Six J The Mayos in Shoe Doctoring North Side Square American Shining Parlor UMBRELLA MENDERS K. Clinton St. SOFT TRY US AMERICAN LAUNDRY K V K It Y TIII NG-RHTI'IINEI) IH'T-TH K-DIHT Phono 171 WATER One Hundred Seven THE CAULDRON OUR NEW YORK OFFICE 420 FOURTH AVENUE KEEPS IN TOUCH WITH ALL THE BEST STYLE CREATORS COHEE’S FREDS. COULTER W. V. SMOCK FRED S. COULTER COMPANY Home Furnishers. Come in and see the Viking Sectional Book Cases and Weis Filing Cabinets soi l) ON EASY PAYMENTS LEBANON FRANKFORT CRA WFORDSVILLE BUY AND SELL THROUGH CLAYBAUGH REAL ESTATE FATZINGER BUILDING PHONE 269 S II O E Q IT A M T Y The Price of a Shue is not so much of a factor io consifet as the sou of a Shoe the Price buys. Come here for ihe best Shoes and the best Saoe Service SHANKLIN HIMMELWRIGHT The Shoe Men We are slowing a very attractive line of new up to date Gift Articles IT WILL BE TO YOUR ADVANTAGE TO LOOK HERE BEFORE BUYING ARNKENS ELLIS, Jewelers North Side Square Phone 242 One Hundred Eight THE CAULDRON Mary Kelly, coming in late from cooking, wants a permit. Mr. Stubbs: “What have you been doing?” Mary: “Baking bread.” Mr. S.: “Who says we’re not prepared, when we have an ammunition factory just across the street?” Miss Howard, traveling in Italy, was looking at Vesusvius in eruption. Her guide, an Italian, expected her to go into an ectasy of delight over it, but she was perfectly calm. “It has been in eruption for some time now,” said the deeply affected Italian. “What do you think of it?” Oh, it isn’t so much,” she rejoined calmly. “Not so much!” exclaimed the Italian. “Do you really mean to say that?” “Why, yes,” smiled the “Grand Old Lady” of F. H. S., “we have a waterfall over in our country that could put it out in five minutes.” ISN’T IT SO? The man who takes the knocks as they come And never looks sulky, gruff, or glum. Is the man of men for me every time; He’s the man I’d take for my “Gold Mine.” IF 1 COULD GET HIM? A ship without a rudder, An oyster without a pearl, But the strangest thing I ever saw Was Bill Strong without a girl. DEMING TH0MPS0N COMPANY TEL. 138 COAL s® LUMBER One Hundred Ten THE CAULDRON HAYNES AND DODGE BROTHERS MOTOR CARS Also a Complete Line of Automobile Supplies Tires and Accessories. Call and See Us Will Save you Money W. F. KERNODLE AUTO CO. Free Air. The Home of all Cars. Expert Machanics. 53-55 S. JACKSON ST. Phone 568 KAHN MEASURE CLOTHES OF INDIANAPOLIS $22.50 TO $50.00 Hundreds of Beautiful Patterns JOHN KELLO, 1208 SOUTH MAIN Oue' Hundred Eleven THE CAULDRON At last we’re done! And there’s little fund. In publishing a book; And we’ll now be glad If at every ad, You will kindly take a look. Most every day, We have to pay Some bill that greatly frets; We’ve done our best; Heaven send us rest And coin to pay the debts. CARLYLE STAIR, ’17. One Hundred Twelve T . •