Glenville High School - Olympiad Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 144 of the 1929 volume:

TKjcnjdlSl wK4- Jc. Miss Gertrude E. Warner, Mr. Donald G. McRae, Mrs. Elizabeth Hartinger, Mrs. Matie M. Parser, our Faculty Advisers, we, the classes of January and June, nineteen hundred and twenty mne, in sincere appreciation of their wise counsel and guidance, do respectfully dedicate this Olympiad. The City He mused, apart from empty mirth, and gazed With eyes agleam, upon a city, raised By gentle hands, beside a lal{e of blue Where o'er it soft, caressing breezes flew. Its heart — a human jewel — pulsed with life And glowed, enriched with love, devoid of strife. And lo! as rapt he stood, a spirit bright Flung wide the gates and bore to him the light Of Opportunity. The Worker Page four Molten Metal I a ye six The Bridge The Iron Ore Doc Page seven The Harbor Page eight Page nine The Terminal Tower Paye ten The Art Museum Our Faculty Aldrich. Frederic D. Bahner, Jacob E. Bear, Maud C. . . Beman, Lytton S. Bernstein, Tina G. •Biddle. Harry C. Buckle. John E. Boyd, Wm. J. Brown, Ross C. 850 Parkwood Drive 18214 Windward Rd. . 2029 E. 115th St. 10606 Pasadena Ave. 2712 Lancashire Rd. 2862 Coventry Rd. 10604 Kimberley Ave. . 1919 E. 101st St. . 2102 Adelbert Rd. Brownfield, Willia M. (Mrs.), 1764 Noble Rd. Buschman, Matilda C. . . 1765 Fay St. Bush, Florence R. (Mrs.) . 732 E. 105th St. Campbell, Essie L. . . 2625 Dartmoor Rd. Campbell, Gertrude O. . 10064 Kee Mar Ct. Carlton, Lavinia F. (Mrs.) 9806 Woodward Rd. Carman, Curtis R. . . 932 Dresden Rd. Chapin, John C. 496 E. 108th St. Colonius, J. L............ 658 E. 115th St. Conrad, Martin H. Cully. H. H. Davies, Elsie C. Davies, George C. •Edwards, Laura V. Fraser. Frances E. Gleason, Alma G. Gray, Wm. A. . 500 E. 108th St. . 498 E. 105th St. . 1912 E. 97th St. 18305 Windward Rd. 12908 Euclid Ave. . 3316 Silsby Rd. . 2037 E. 107th St. 10527 Everton Ave. Harnish, Harry C. . . 1096 E. 177th St. Hartinger, Elizabeth (Mrs.)................. ................... 320 Bonniewood Dr. •Hartinger, G. A. . . 320 Bonniewood Dr. Hastings, Margaret . . 11350 Hessler Rd. Henry, Nellie C. . 12204 Castlewood Ave. Hier. Ruth................... 949 Paxton Rd. Hiller, Rachel R. . . 11432 Mayfield Rd. Holsinger, Pansy (Mrs.) . 15708 School Ave. Humphreys. Helen . . 2069 Adelbert Rd. Hunter. Mabel R. . . . 2019 E. 115th St. •Jacobs. J. M................... 1360 Hall Ave. Jones, Griffith J. . . . 1420 E. 82nd St. Klein, Ruth H......................Alcazar Hotel KLOPSCH, O. P. . . . 9909 Columbia Ave. Knott. Helen May . . 2205 Oakdale Rd. •Lensner. Herman J. . 1433 Alameda Ave. • McGorey, Elizabeth . 3287 Washington Blvd. McHannan, Mary I. . 13824 Fern wood St. McIntyre. Anna L. . . 9511 Euclid Ave. McRae. Donald G. . . . 12421 Gruss Ave. Martin, L. H.............. 10607 Helena Ave. Mills, L. H................. 1532 Ansel Rd. Parker, Matie M. (Mrs.), 13504 4th Ave., E. C. Patterson, I. F. . . 2229 Cunnington Rd. Peets, Rum a ii .... 623 Lakeview Rd. Persing, Kimber M. . . 3386 Winsford Rd. Peterson. Vincent R. . 1952 Nelawood Rd. Pickard, Mary .... 1851 Taylor Rd. Ray, S. Stella . . . 10412 Marlow Ave. Rosebaugh, Nellie P. (Mrs.) . 13821 Shaw Ave. Rush, Ralph E............... 479 E. 118th St. ScHRiDDt. Esther E. . . 10011 Lamont Ave. Scofield. Harriet . . . 2029 E. 115th St. Simon, Jean .... 10093 Kee Mar Ct. Smith, Lorena .... 2007 E. 115th St. Smith, R. B................. 652 E. 102nd St. Snyder. Lura B. (Mrs.) . . . 667 Eddy Rd. Sutton. Edna M. . . 3084 Washington Blvd. Taylor. Dorothy . . . 4129 E. 112th St. Terrell, Lucy A............. 1360 Fry Ave. Thomas, Linley M. . . 2057 Hanover Rd. Towne, Harry M. . . . 15908 Hazel Rd. Tucker, C. C. . . . 10527 Everton Ave. Warner, Gertrude E. . . 732 E. 105th St. Winship, Helen F. 1890 E. 97th St. Wright, Caroline H. (Mrs.)..................... ................... 1720 Middlehurst Rd. •Indicates Heads of Departments. SECRETARIES Vlasta Nalovsky, 1500 Felton Rd., S. Euclid, O. Mollie Greenberg . . 10518 Greenlawn Ave. LUNCHROOM MANAGER Flora B. Crawford . 10810 Englewood Ave. LIBRARY DEPARTMENT Mrs. Anna M. Castle . 1835 Mannering Rd. Frances A. Christiansen . 2449 Overlook Rd. Althea M. Currin . . . 1924 E. 93rd St. Mary RLewis _ 9301 Euc,id Ave- Mrs. Town 1896 E. 86th St. Page eleven A Message to the Graduates THE Principal desires to extend cordial good wishes to the graduating classes from the Glenville High School for the year 1928-9. You have been most loyal sons and daughters in our happy family. You have been engaged with us in what many eminent educators have denominated as the most interesting social experiment in the entire history of civilization. We are proud of your achievements in this school. We shall happily cherish the fond hope that you may have none but the happiest of memories as from time to time you live over again your high school days in retrospect. My associates and myself crave for each of you a life ennobled and enriched by an untiring devotion to loftiest ideals of service and endeavor for all human kind. Page twelve Classes The joy of youth, and the joy of iwrl[, And the joy of life begun; The joy of friendship tried and true. And the joy of a tasl{ well done. Officers of January Class Paul Zambcnik “Zammie” Valedictorian; Class Secretary; Torch, Business Manager; Varsity Swimming Team; Hi-Y, Vice President; Quill and Scroll, Secretary; Hikers’ Club; Senior Sponsor; Orchestra; House of Representatives. Milton Goldman “Milt” Class Vice President; Senior Sponsor, President; Class Entertainment Committee; French Club; English Council; Annual Board, Chairman of Picture Committee; Boys’ Civics Club, President; House of Representatives. Sidney Vincent “Sid” Class President; Class Honor Roll; Student Council; Senior Sponsor; Debate Team; French Club; House of Representatives. Ruth L. Ginsberg “Ru” Class Treasurer; Literary Editor, Annual; Senior Sponsor, Secretary - Treasurer; French Club; Drama Club; Class Honor Roll; Reflector Board. Reuben Caplin “Ruby” Choral Club, President; Glee Club, President; Chairman of Class Entertainment Committee; House of Representatives; Drama Club; Spanish Club; Senior Sponsor. Page fourteen Class of January ’29 The story of our sojourn at Glenville, from the moment when we first viewed its portentous halls to the night when we each received a priceless diploma, is a tale of momentous opportunities and unforgettable pleasures. Every class has a special problem which proves at once vexatious and fascinating. Ours was the ever- present wish to give our finest to the school which was so generously offering us tremendously important experiences and teachings. To know that we have had a commendable degree of success, would be to crown joyful years with the epitome of supreme satisfaction. HOUSE MEMBERS Dorothy Babbitt Ruth Biskind Reuben Caplin Lois Donaldson Ruth Ginsberg Milton Goldman Esther Gordon Albert Klein Jerome Polster Cecelia Prince Sam Neer Marvin Sadugor Fred Schwartz Rebecca Tomarkin Oscar Turner Sidney Vincent Paul Zamecnik CLASS HONOR ROLL Paul Zamecnik, 91.54 Sidney Vincent, 91.32 Ruth Ginsberg, 91.14 Maxine Kent, 90.46 Ida Landesman, 90.07 Lois Donaldson, 90.00 Page fifteen I Ark Abu. “A” Varsity Football. Ark Axelrod Senior Sixmior. I.kam Ki th Axkmioo l.m Aaron “l nk “Lrt” Varsity Kasketball. Choral Club: Drami Club; Civic. Club: An-nual Hoard: Senior Sponsor. Sam Aako.n Ai.tkm “Sammy German Club: dee Club. Klbanork Hailur ........ “Nellie Glee Club : Girl ’ Sport Leas mo. JaMkk Huknm “Jimmy Senior Sponsor. IlKNRUTTA K. IlKIU.tK Henry Kith Virginia IHki.u “Burger” Civic. Club. Vice President : Senior Sponsor. JtJCOMK K. IlKIH'KMAN “Jocko dec Club; Civic Club : Spanish Club. Ki th K. Hiskind “Itulhir Annual Hoard: House of Representatives; Civic Club. President: bulletin Carrier. Mitchmx F. ItOOPMAN “Mitch German Club; Civic Club: Glee Club. StCYMOUR Haylb Isaposk Harkan l:sy Wilson G. Hruogkrt “wur K.xtiuk BERCNIN German Club. President : Choral Club. Pianist: French Club. Sara Ida Hinyakt Dorothy Harhitt “Dot Vkrna P. Kukklky FATHER H. ConfKR Sport Leaarue. Choral Club; Torch “Boio Sport Ia'skuc : Hand : Hoard: Senior Spon- Choral Club: Friend- Art Club; Annual sor : Glee Club, Vice President: House of Representative . ship Club: K n r 1 i . h Council: Sports 1.4 ascue: Senior Sponsor. Hoard. l‘age sixteen Page seventeen David P. Camin • � • I.kxtkk Coiikn l.r Marik Elkanor Dh kck ClydkDkubki. Pinky Sports I.eam'c : Rulle- tin Carrier. Willman F. Dknnir Bur Varsity Football. 1-ow K. Donaldson l.t wir Torch. Associate Edi-lor: Quill and Scroll: Choral Club : Friendship Club: Sport League : House of Representa-lives ; Student Council: Senior Sponsor. President : Class Honor Roll. FlokknckJ. Ellkbin Flu Basketball: Girls Rooters Club; Sports Lrairiie. Simon Kudovicii Kudu Senior Sponsor. Ki.kanok Ruth Kvans Ruth Exl Knthie Toot Sports i.eaicue: Civics Senior Sponsor : Friend- Club, ship Club. Secretary: Annual Board; Bulletin Carrier: I o r e h Board: Hl-Press. I.KONAKD FKANKKL l.m Hknriktta Goldkn llmry Glee Club ; Civics Club : Stenojtraphic Awards. M At,'KICK GROSSMAN German Club: Civics Club. David GtmtN Orff Chess Club: Torch: Spanish Club: Civics Club: Hikers Club: Hi-Pres . !.oih Gkidkx Choral Club: Glee Club. President : Sports I.ramie : Torch : Re- flector : Friendship Club: ili-Pre ; Class Entertainment Committee. Cam. Gkicks Carlo Annual Board: Civics Club: Senior Sponsor. Saka Gokdon Bab French Club: Art Club: Senior Sponsor: An- nual Board. Francis GairriN A LICK Gl NiKK Glee Club: Rooters Club: Sports league: Girls Civics Club. I.K.RoV I.. Gt'ZIK iioo� r House of Representatives. Page eighteen rr LLANOP EVANS UTH LXL LEONARD FDANKLL HeNPIETTA GOI - ois GfciDE, p Saea Gordon Alice. gloge 1‘af e nineteen I-Of IS CkKKNW AI.D Emanuel Gateman Monmy Sidney Horn Irving Hausman .iuia Kraus French Club; ClrU' Rooters Club: Civics Club. Esther Gordon Ft Sports Lcrkuc : Senior Sponsor : House of Representatives. Gurnet'7it J. HeriiT Jerry Sports Leaicue: Spanish Club: Torch: HI-Press ; Civics Club. Mary Ann Hirsch Civics Club: Sports Leasrue. Maxine K. Kent Max Torch Hoard : Quill nnd Scroll: Choral Club: Ili-Prcss: Friendship Club: Senior Sponsor: Sports I.eiuruc: Class Honor Roil. Eleanore GraMlich Leftie Band. Daniel Horwitz Danny Glee Club: Reflector Board. Ruth Elizabeth Hefner Heptf Senior Sponsor: Civics Club. Secretary-Treasurer; Bulletin Carrier: Annual Board. Florence M. Joseph Flo Girls’ Civics Club: Glee Club. Ruth Arlyne Klinger Babe Charlotte Hamlin Herbert Jacobs Chuck Senior Sponsor : Friendship Club: Glee Club. Robert M. Hughes Hob” Sam Heller Doris Marion Jenkins Sports I-caitue; Girls' Rooters Club: Torch Hoard : Friendship Club; Hi-Press. Anna Klein Ann German Club: Glee Club: Sports leiKue. Page twenty I wing IbusnAN MaryUu$ch Ruth Repno Sanford Hejller. Zllda k' uvs M ocrat K nt Ruth KyiiGEp Anna kixiN Page twenty-one « Abraham Kaw.as Abe Orman Club: Civics Club; Senior Sponsor. LenoreC. Kanter Lee Sports League; Civic Club. William Kraus BUr Civics Club. Loik Cynthia Kknmlky Friendship Club: Glee Club. Stanley Knbsel Km' aha L. Koontz Short y Choral Club : Glee Club : Friendship Club : Sports l-eaguc: Annual Board. Albert Kuki AT' Kvelyn Lucille Lake Senior Sponsor. Sec re- Er tary-Treasurer : Spanish Friendship Club. Club: Civics Club: House of Representatives. Khooa Lamdkn Shorty Stenographic Award : Torch. Ghorck A. Lnc G. A. L. Civics Club. Kvklyn Ruth Laukman Ito Art Club: German Club. Arthur Lei-on “Lip Choral Club : Glee Club : Chess and Checker Club. Charles L. Levy Chuck Helen Levine Honk Celia Levine Cel Sylvia Mae Levine Civics Club. 'Damon Makcaket H. I.an ek Peg Friendship. Treasurer: Glee dub. Eleanor M. Lowe Friendship Club: Sports League Hoard : Rooter Club: Glee Club. Henry I. asps kroner Hank Choral Club : Glee Club : Orchestra: House of Representatives: Var- sity Football. Rose Lazarus Ro Page twenty-two ABRAHAM x «i r Wl LLIAM KRAUS LOIS KEHSLEY STAMiry ffissiL Ada Kxkiz, Albert Kline -1 Evelyn Iare “mxj— QHODA lAMDEN GEORGE LEE EVELYN IAWMAN ARTHUR LEPON Charles levy Helen Levine Ceua Levine Sylvia Levine MARGARET IAN2 OB I Eleanor Lowe Henry Landseer. wosliazarijs Page twenty-three Marjorie Lipman Micky Glee Club; Civics Club. Marie A. Mackenzie Hert” Sports League; Civics Club. flow ARP Mekckm ‘•Dutch’’ Samuel Nn Ned House of Representatives. Jerome Bolster Jerry” Orchestra; Band: Senior Sponsor: Annual Board; Civics Club; House of Representatives. Norhkkt W. Masc Lillian Markowitz Max Miller Giggle ” French Club: Sports League; Civics Club: Senior Sponsor: Bulletin Carrier. Belle Marshall BeUy” Sports Lesiruc Board: Rooters Club: German Club. Vice President: Torch Board: Hikers’ Club: First Athletic Award. Vladimir Messer Var Choral Club; Glee Club; Hi-Y; Swimming Team: Track. Emma Miller Km” Sports League: School Bank. Kenneth Alton Morris Kenneth Morris “Jack” Varsity Basktball; Varsity Football. Klkanor H. Nakosny Sis” Knglish Council: Senior Sponsor: French Club: Civics Chib: Sports I-eague; Glee Club: Bulletin Carrier. Ruth Bolster “Ruthie” Sidney Pries and Sid Cecelia Prince German Club. Durward Parmertor Chess and Checker Club. Mark Price Torch Board: Hi-Y Club: Hi-Press; Civics Club. James L. Parker Hi-Y Club. Jimmy” Page twenty-four - ’ ft HOWARD MENGL3 KENNETH A MORRIS KENNETH HORRJS IAN MARKOWITZ JEROME LSTER, IXJKWARD ft MESTQR MARK, PRICE, Page twenty-five Fried li. Robknbkku Frrddir Orchestra. HUNKY A. RubI.NKKLD Choral Club : Glee Club. Dorothy Rubkl Dot” Girls' Civic Club: N«-turali.it ' Club: Sports I-eaRoe: Glee Club. David J. Strauss Oa � Chess and Checker Club: School Checker Champ. At. Sack Glee Club. Gussy E. Rosk.n Samukl Raskind Ouzzlem Glee Club : Choral Club : Sport Ia akuc : Stenographic Award . Kstiikk Rosknkiki.0 Hilda B. Rorrnbkrg Glee Club. Julia Sen wartzknkkld Julio Torch Hoard: Rooter Club: Sport League: Stenographic Award : Hiker ' Club. FkANCKS M. SlIAI'IKO Fran Rooter Club. Marik Swain SankordSchkk Sammy Senior Sponsor: German Club: Annual Hoard. Hklknk Solomon Solly Saba Skrabrikn Sar Civic Club: Torch StenoRraphic Award . Hoard: Stenojrraphic Award . Philip Ranin •• '. II. Che and Checker Club. President: Civic Club. Kkrnakd Krnkst Rubin ttrruy Fkkd K. Schwartz Civic Club. President: House of Representative . Dorothy K. Siiivkly Dot Friendship Club: Torch Hoard. Head Typist: Quill and Scroll; Choral Club : Glee Club : Sport IxaRue: StenoRraphic Awards: Hi-Pres . Roland Purduk Siiaki Debate Team: Torch Board: Student Council. President: Clas Entertainment Committee. Page twenty-six HENRY ftJBTWELD Fi inccvuplTM r i NViO BERHARDfolBffl 4. Sl L . , __________________ __________ Dorothy ftjftEL Julia Schvastzen?eu Frames Sm K iw d Steviss Marje Sv ain Sanpodd Slhhl Dom y Smva? --1 Al Sack, Helene Solonon Sara ra5R£in Poland Srarf Page txccnty-seven Marvin J. Sadicok Mart Civic Club: Chess and Checker Club: Houxe of Representative . Sanford N. Siimman “Ship Torch Hoard : Hi- Press : Senior Sponxor : Glee Club. Jerome Singer “Jerry Charlotte Stir a “Sari Dolorem C. Schaerges “Dolor Friendship Club: Torch Hoard : Hi-Press ; Choral Club: Glee Club. Sylvia Simon “Sir Carol Si nows Carrie Sport League: Rooters Club. David G. Steinicke “Dave Fred Sell ade Shad) ” Varsity Track: Hi-Y Secretary-Treasurer. Shirley Shiekin “Sonia Molly Singerman Red Marcella Stein Marshie Choral Club. Kdward Shbnker Htmny Drama Club. Milton Silvrrhtkin “Sir Varsity Kaxkctball; Track. Marcaret K. Sommers Peggy Sports league: Friendship Club. Marion Stevens “Marie Torch Hoard : Hi-Prcss ; Glee Club : Choral Club. HILDA A. Sl'RTIN Wr Girls’ Glee Club ographlc A wa Civics dub. MinnikSktnik “Min Glee Club: Naturalists’ Club, Secretary : Sports league: Annual Hoard: Stenographic Award . Ida Lanmcbmak I Class Honor Roll: Student Council: Drama Club: Senior Sponxor. Vice President: Glee Club: Hulletin Carrier; Annual Hoard, Assistant Rusiness Manager ; Stenographic Awards. IsiDOR Term an Choral Club. Page twenty-eight MAfiVlN SADUGO DOiWS SCHAERGES FR£DSCHAr F gjVAl® SHENKP i Minnie Setnhg Ida landrsman Page twenty-nine Rkhmua Tomarkik “Giugtra Senior Sponsor : Sport l.eaicue: iloutc of Representatives : Drama Club; Annual Hoard, Feature Kditor. Oscar Tubnkr House of Representative ; Senior Sponsor : Annual Hoard. JKAN TkkSCII Torch ; Friendship Club ; Hulletin Carrier: Choral Club. I.KKA Z. VlNOCUR W Lmona K. Wkinoartkn Liixian a. WmxBAKTKN • W’ Lit Choral Club : Class Kn- Glee Club, tertainment Committee; Student Council, Chairman of Kntcrtainmcnt Committee: Glee Club. Manukl Wkimn Mnnnie FloRKNCK M. WoNNACOTT ‘•sur Torch Hoard: Annual Hoard. Head Typist: Reflector Hoard : Sten-ojtraphic A ward . Sport I.casruv. Moi.uk Ruth Waldnan Civic Club. Mol Arthur A. Whin Art Mildrkd Luciixk W’lLSON Millie Glee Club; Civica Club; Annual Hoard; Knglish Council, Secretary ; Spani h Club. Tii.uk M. Zaas HkNRY I.. ZUCKKR Hmmk DaVII! J. ZabKKX IMire Che and Checker Club. Gknkvy Zkkkk Hen German Club; Sport l.eaicue. Sylvia Lirr Airlift Choral Club; Glee Club. Gnmt'PB S. Zubovsky Gertie Glee Club : Civic Club ; Naturalist Club. Sanford L. Zikyk Httnny” Drama Club; Civic Club. Vice President. Kknnktm St. John Krnnf Enid Kuzahkth Smith Hetty Sport l.eaicue: Friend-ship Club: Torch Hoard; Hl-Preaa. Page thirti M AQllmjm n UoiAh Weincabteh HanuelVeiss Mollie A ldkais AgmuftVfcm Miloced Alson Zucker David Zabner GenevyZeee Tillie Zaas Page thirty-one Officers of June Class Samuel E. Bernstein “Eddie Burns”—M. S. Class Treasurer; Drama Club, Chairman Entertainment Committee; Basketball Manager; Athletic Board Member; Debate Manager; Torch, Advertising Manager; “The Patsy,” Business Manager; French Club. Gertrude Beyer “Gerty” Class Vice President; Sponsor Supervisor; Sports League, Treasurer-President; Class Honor Roll; Annual, Feature Editor; Hi-Council, Secretary; Student Council; Torch; Hi-Press; Drama Club;German Club;First and Second Athletic Awards. Theodore L. Kinschner “Ted” 12A Class President; Hi-Y, President; Student Council, President; Torch Board, Feature Editor; Hi-Council; Debate Team; Hikers’ Club; Hi-Press; Band; Class Honor Roll; Boys’ Civics Club.' Aileen Goldman . J “A” Class Secretary; Class Honor Roll; Choral Club; Club Editor, Annual Board; Torch; German Club; Girls’ Glee Club; Senior Sponsor; Drama Club, Secretary- Adolph Isaacson “Mike” Chairman, Class Entertainment Committee; Business Manager, Annual; Varsity Football; Varsity Basketball; Assistant Coach Basketball; Assistant Coach Football. Page thirty-two Class of June ’29 We, of the graduating class, wish that the words “June, ’29,” will, in future years, suggest to others, a group of students, earnest in achievement and constructive in thought. We hope that we have given to Glenville that for which we labored— the best both in upholding her standards and in creating newer and finer ideals. Our class records could show no fairer triumph than that. HOUSE MEMBERS Philip Arnoff Leo Baker Sol Benjamin Sam Bernstein Gertrude Beyer Harold Edelman Edward Eldridge Wilbur Gluckman Aileen Goldman Alice Groth Adolph Isaacson Mamie Kates Theodore Kinschner Lucy Kruchkoff Milton Levy Abe Margolin Naomi Mayer Arthur Mentall Joan Poirier Sylvia Zebel HONOR ROLL Ruth Goldstein, 93.96 Sylvia Zebel, 93.89 Gertrude Beyer, 93.82 Aileen Goldman, 93.53 Theodore Kinschner, 93.44 Lois Virginia Buss, 92.78 Eva Bergman, 92.57 Abe Friedman, 92.21 Mamie Kates, 91.89 Helen Meyer, 91.75 Gussie Himmel, 91.64 Adeline Woehrmann, 90.82 Harold Rivkind, 90.78 William Winn, 90.65 Ann Aronovitz, 90.6 Margaret Liebe, 90.46 Annette Iskowitz, 90.35 Evelyn Kennedy, 90.32 Sam Abrams, 90.25 Mildred Ginsberg, 90.21 Sol Benjamin, 90.0 Edward Eldridge, 90.0 Irving Katz, 90.0 Dorothy Laylin, 90.0 David Herzig, 90.0 Benjamin Zucker, 90.0 Page thirty-three Paul M. Acki Flath- Harry W. Akbs Akere Varsity Football. Gladys Adler (Had Choral Club: Student Council: Ill-Council: Glee Club: Sports League: Girls' Rooters Club: Hikers' Club; Torch: Hi-Pre s. Alvin Alex and?:r Jean utte Amu vm Jen Annual Hoard: Senior Sponsor: Torch Board : Drama Club; Club: I-atit let in Ca Lea true. Ldo Baker Don Leon Torch Board: Drama Club : Civics Club. Vice President : House of Representatives : Spanish Club: S?nior Sponsor. Li? •nob Club. (ivies. Art or. Presi-Torch: i . President : Council. Senior German Treasurer; Boys' Sigkk L. Benson Benny' Friendship Club; Rooters' Club: Sports League: Civics Club. Sol Stanley Benjamin Class Honor Roll: Varsity Football, Captain ; Varsity Basketball: Ex-Chairman Entertainment Committee: House of Representative : Track. Eva Benjamin Raylam Bennet Page thirty-four Page thirty-five Kditii Komk Mkiu.k Kkaun Vice Prea-Sponsor : : The 1 Ho Molvik Hukowitz Ai.kkmi Human “AC Checker Club. $ Annual Club Drama Club: Bulle- Stcno- Kki.ini: fyiAV EJ H . Friendship « Club ; Annual Res Mm-vik Hkody Varsity Track. Martha I.ois Virginia Husk CU� � Honor Roll: Friendship Club: Senior Sponsor: French Club; I.atin Club: Annual Hoard: Rooters’ Club. Page thirty-six Page thirty-seven Hakry Cnattcman Celia Bollotin Celt Damkl Carlat “Denny Girl ' Sport League: Girl ' Glee Club. CtiutTorr -Gera Club: Senior r : Gorman Club: Club, President, ry-Treasurer. 7 Seymour Cohkn “Kent Student Council: Choral Club: Senior Sponsor : Glee Club. Kenneth Clink Kenny Torch Board. A LFKKD jCoOKEX Al Gilbert Cohkn Track. Gil Harold Cohkn “Irish Track. Lillian M. Cox LiUums” Annual Board: Friendship Club: Sports League : Orchestra f Naturalists' Club:Girls' Rooters' Club. Allyr Blister Glee Club. “A Thomas Denehy Tom Eucbnb Diamant “Gene Raleh Dooley Track Team: Varsity Football: Hi-Y Club. Jkan K. DUNN “Giggles Checker Sports League, Board ; Friendship Club; Glee Club. Page thirty-eight Agnes Dyson Ag Senior Sponsor; Stenographic Awards. Harold H. Edklman Ed S nior Sponsor: House of Representatives: Varsity Track : Naturalists Club. Hilda « t.aIMAp HU ■port _ Second lird Athletic v Hiking Club: Stenographic Awards. Edward K. Kldridck Eddie Annual Hoard: House of Representatives: Senior Sponsor; Hi-Y Club: Hikers Club; Glee Club: Debate Team: Class Honor Roll: Boys’ Civics Club : Reflector. David Epstein Debate Team: Track. Marion Bkvkkly Esral Robe Glee Club: Steno- graphic Awards. Vera Field Vee Rooters Club: Sports I-eague; Annual Hoard: Stenographic Awards; German Club: Bulle- tin Carrier. fyr Abe Frank Rob lub, Treas-nd. Manager : h e s s snd Club:f Hi-nglish Council: f Al Harold Frank Helen A. Fettkrman Red Choral Club: Glee Club. Delphi a Fkilkk Del Sports league. Florence J. Firmer Floetir Sports League Hoard; First and Second Athletic Awards : Stenographic Awa( : Rooters' Club. Mark .Mark y Dorothy Friedberg Dot Drama Club: Rooters Club: Senior Sponsor ; Stenographic Awards; Bulletin Carrier. 2 Abe Friedman Class Honor Roll. I.loyd Fulton Fusty Track Team. Ethel Futterman “Vic Sports I-eague: Choral Club: Glee Club. Margileth J. Garsis Marge Page forty Page forty-one Robert Gakkek ••Bob” Itukttball. Captain: Football: Drama Club. Arthur Garfield “Art” Hand: Varsity Foot- ball; Track. anuel M. Click man .Wamiif Senior Spoil nor. Hazel V. Gou� Nettie Gold Spanish Club; Strno-graphic Awards : Hulle-tin Carrier. Kixiott L. Clicks hero “Glide Naturalist Club: Senior Sponsor. Kith Goldstein “Rufuo Valedictorian: Annual Hoard. Co-editor-in-Chief: French Club. Secretary. President: Drama Club, President: Choral Club: Reflector Hoard : Senior Sponsor : Glee Club: Latin Club: Torch: Hi-Press. Hen Gombkkc Drama Club? Lillian D. Green Didi Glee Club. CHARLtK M. Grow “Cbuek Arthur Gdttekmak “Art' Jack Greenberg “Jay” Hand: Choral Club: Glee Club. Abraham Cottlober page forty-two Page forty-three Auer. Groth Friendship Club. President : House of Rep-rmentatives ; Choral Club. Vice President: Senior Sponsor: Hikers' Club: Torch Hoard; Hi-Prcsa : Glee Club. I,kila Hanna Lee” Friendship Club. Cabinet. Mitchell Human Milch Chess Club. Kiciiarp Heltenstell Pick Football: Track. Gl'SHIR Himmel Ohm German Club, Vice Pres.: Class Honor Roll: Rooters' Club: Annual Hoard: Girls Glee Club. r Addik Hunter AMup Annette Iskowitz German Club: Senior Sponsor: Class Honor . Roll. David J. Hkrzig Hack Glee Club : Senior Sponsor : Student Council: Class Honor Roll. Waldo Hcrlbm Hud Robert Jacobson Rob Drama Club. Vice Pres.. Senior Sponsor: Civics Club: K Council. Senior Debate Team. Mildred Kditii Janes MUIp Friendship ; Glee Club. Janette Iris Johnson Jap Jap Choral Club: Glee Club ; Friendship Club. Allen Jonh J one tic Marie H. D. Jonke Rabc” German Club: Sports I-eairue: Glee Club. Pape forty-four Page forty-five William H. Jonkk Bitr Fan mb B. Kamkllin Track. Fan Miriam Kasdan “Krdtop” Senior Sponsor. I Mamie Kates “KsH'v Class Ent. Com.; Ch '-Honor Roll: Club. Vice PriiT: Kng-Annu 1 HoaraT prama Club: HousA of Rep.: Torch Hoard: H� -Press: Senior Sponsor. Mai khkL. Kanteb Sam Ka.ntkr Story AAT h,AdCTM?r Quill and Scroll; HI-PreM. Drama Club. Davis Kaye A ' Helen Kazmarek “Greta Choral Club: Glee Club: Spanish Club, President : Torch Hoard: Stenographic Awards. Ted Kearns Trd!” Tennis: Football. Damp M. Kikhtadt “Whitey Hi-V: President Hik-era Club: Track. Heatrice H. Klein Hrr Naturalist Club: Glee Club: Sports League. Lillian Katz LiC' Torch: French Club: Drama Club: Sports League : Rooters’ Club : Stenographic Award : Hi-Press. Harry Kaufman Hash” Choral Club: Glee Club : Spanish Club: Hank Teller : Senior Sponsor. Miriam K. Klein Min Rooters’ Club. Page forty-six 31__________________________________ UILLIAM JDNKE FANNIE. KaMELUN MIRIAM ftASDEN MAMIE.KATES __________5 Helen Kazmarek ted Kearns Patlyn Kfnnedv CL3SLE2 David Kikstadt Beatrice. Klein Miriam ATHAN HATZ) Katzman Page forty-seven Mildred Klein Mil'’ Spanish Club. Chm. Ent. Com.: Senior Sponsor. Lillian S. Kotlow llrrman Club. •L.r Florence R. Koenig Flo Stenographic Awards: Sports League. Esther H. KOHN “£mV Bulletin Carrier. Harold Koskinkn OUie Torch Board: Varsity Swimminir: Annual Board: Hi-Y Club: Art Club. Jacobs. Kounin O reheat ra ■ ok Sol Kreit Varsity Football. Lawrence I.addin Larry German Club: Civics Club. Frederick I.auster Freddie Orchestra : Band. Dorothy Laylin Pol” Friendship Club, Vice Pres.: Annual Board: Glee Club : Choral Club : Hikers- Club. Sec.: Senior Sponsor : Sports (.eague: Class Honor Roll. Korris B. Leavitt Barry Choral Club: Glee Club. President: Civics Club. Fred Letkowitx Sam L. Leiner Howard Leininger Sammy llowir” Torch Board : Quill and Scroll: Ili-Preas. Adeline Leopold Torch. Quill and fi oll; Press: Sec. : Oran Club: letin Vp r: Council, Page forty-eight Page forty-nine paPe Walter L� :r � : Swimming l INK Hr any Publicity Min' Milton I,kvy Pull Varsity Basketball : Student Council: House of Representative . MARGARET LlKRK Pro Friendship Club, Treasurer: Annual Board: Student Council: Spor s League: Hikers' Club: Latin Club: Senior Sponsor. Raymond I-ong Torch. Business Mmatter Scott Linn Student Council. Vkm Ruth Low German Club; Latin Club. Matilda Hlaink Low Mali! Torch. Adv. Mgr : Sports Leastue: Drama Club: German Club. Howard Malin ••llmek Abe Margolin '•Potalor� Torch, New Hditor-Associate Hditor: Quill and Scroll: Hi-Press: House of Rep.: Orchestra: Senior Sponsor: German Club: Dramatic Club: Civic Club. George M akiioeekr Sol Marks Molly Choral Club: Boys' Glee Club. A s H. Wfcr j’Ann Knglish Cdbru-Ut Senior Sponsor 'reiufi Club . MenogrjRlTtic vNawirdv Miiimn L. Marten Milt German Club. fifty Max Liciitkneelo Lieky Track. Beatrice Makman Rea Girls' Glee Club: Choral Club: Naturalist Club: Stenographic Award . Hilda R. Markowitz •Htr Senior Sponsor: Kng-lish Council: Annual Board: Stenogra Award . if Phyllis Louise Mattox •'Pkir Girls' Glee Club. WTOl UEPENE 31 BC2T LEVINE, KaSGASET L1EBSL ELIA Matilda sm UXKX Page fifty-one Erma May Matters 'Safer Naomi I. Mayer Sport League Club: llouw of Class Ent. Com Friendship Club: or ' Club. imittee: aU ... r Harry Mendelsohn Mrndy Varsity Football: Choral Club: Torch Hoard. Mjldrkd Miller Girls' Glee Club; Friendship Club: School Bank. Arthur C. Me stall “Baron Torch. Editor-in-Chief: Choral Club: Hi-Pres Club. Vice Pres.: House of Rep.: Hi-Y; Boys' Glee Club. Normas B. Miller “Shorty Hi-Y : Sponsor: Choral Club: Glee Club: Hik-cr ' Club. Helen Louise McyIh Beatrice B. Class Honor Roll: G« nan Friendship Club, Cabi- Clu net: Annual. Co-Editor-in-Chief. Art Editor: Drama Club: Senior Sponsor: Class Ent. Com.: Sports League : Glee Club: Reflector: The Patsy. Bra era' resident Club: Club: ic Awards. Sam J. Mill berg C'Aam Soc R. MixfoiJ Minletr“ Glee tvlub? Spanish Club, vl Esther Moritz '‘Essie'’ Stenographic Award . Kksseth A. Morris “Ken” Katherine O'Brien Katy Friendship, Cabinet: Sports Leaicue. Donald D. Newman “Don Choral Club: Annual Board. Adv. Mgr.: French Club, Tress: Senior Sponsor: English Council. Abe A. Nozik “AC Drama Club: Debate a Team: Torch: Hi- Press: Senior Sponsor; . EnRlish Council; Cm r- . N • al Club. Naomi Papo Glee Club. Pane fifty-two MDmSOHN Norman Miller. KSNWHHMbRRIS Page fifty-three Ray Peotles “Peepm Band. JoaM'I'IUn ES PoiKIER J I Jo Girl - Glee Club: Stu-dent Council: House of Rep.; Annual Board: Friendship Club. Cabinet. Agnes Raider Glee Club. Erie Edward I. Robinovitz White Basketball Mirr.: Glee Club: Senior Sponsor. Goldie Press ek Beatrice E. Punet's it Ethel Rabinovit German Club: Rooters Club. Harold Radcliekk Raddy Harold Rivkind Rit Class Honor Roll: Choral Club: Torch: English Council: Student Council: Glee Club: Senior Sponsor ; Hi-Press. Miriam Rogin “Mim German Club. Treas. : DramaJ Club : Torch : Hi-Prcfc : Senior Sponsor : fcY nch Club: Glee Clul Blanche H. Rose Rome Albert Rosen Leonard Rosenberg Harry Robbins German Club; Sports “Lieutenant” Rome Lea true. Glee Club: Torch. Red- Pa f e fifty-four Page fifty-five But Sachs “Sack Torch: Choral Club: Hi-Pro Club: Boys' Civic Club. Kthh. J. Schachter Orchestra: School Bank. Km.a Ruth Sen am bach Wimpldi Torch : Sport League : Stcnoitraphic Award . L. V. SCHARSCHMIDT Hally” Torch Board : Hi-Presa : German Club: Civic Club. Bennett J. Schmittke Schmidt Ba krtball: Football. Karl Sencler “H'hity Varsity Football. Frances S. Schilman German Club. IrvrnScknkk Irv German Club: Naturalist Club. Rose Sen newer Sport I.raKue: Torch Board: Annual Board: Hi-Pre . L. Stanley Sell ••Stan” Track: Hi-Y. Presi- dent: Choral Club: Glee Club. Meyer Scmneidkrman Mike Varsity Football. Philip M. S ecu, in Phil Choral Club: Glee Club : Naturalist Club. Mildred Shively Choral Club. Habe p°0 fifty.nix Page fifty-seven Kkktkam Simms Bertie A� Vt. Football Mgr.; Ass't. Hasketball Mgr. Lillie Sobol Lit Sport League : Stenographic Award : First and Second Athletic Awards. LESTER SOKRHEIDE Hud Dorothy Spring Dot Glee Club. See.: Torch. Nkllip. Stacey Kelt Torch: Stenographic Awards. Kiiitm Norma Stein Kdie Annual Hoard: Student Council: Senior Sponsor : Choral Club; Torch Hoard : Hi-Press ; Girls’ Glee Club: Sport League. f Ulanciie Spon- iTEINIUUEJiy4' L hestra. ISaaT: Dimpin Club: Mpan- French Club: Sport Lillian Sucarman League. Ida Sustin Small Chanae Stenographic Awards. Thomas Story Tom Varsity Track. Capt.: Hl-Y Club ; Football. Orville J. Strong Orv Student Council. J Melvin J. Treister Her Senior Sponsor ; Choral Club : Glee Club ; Torch. Emma Lou Tucker Kami Friendship Club. Arthur E. Turner Art Glee Club : Choral Club ; Civics Club. Lillian H. Tucker LiC Page fifty-eight UluanTIjckbr oCRTEAM 51 ___ Liiue Sokol Page fifty-nine SIONKY TaTIIUKY Tit MORRIS VlNOCUK Marjorie Lois Wagner ••Morry” Margie' Friendship Club; Ger-man Club. Eleanor C. Walkhmi k Friendship CljfS. Ca net; GERTRUDE WATKK German Club; Senior Sponsor. HERMAN C. WEINBERG Phoebe Hand; Orchestra ; Glee Club. Julius L. Wkinbkrgkr Bernard Weingarpt Brrny Glee Club; Spanish Club. Bo- Club ; Glee Club ; nt Council: Eng-Council: Drama Senior Sponsor, retary. Austa Louise White '--- Friendship Club : Chor- al Club: Girls’ Glee Club. President: Root-I 3 era Club. Secretary; Sports League Board, Secretary. Adeline M. Wokhkm £n Class Honor RoJK Sen-sponsor, Pjd-sident ; hdship Chib, Cabi-Aniyriil Board: ’ress : Girls’ � gu� : Hikers’ Girls’ Glee Fi ra L. Weinzimmrr Walter E. Wen nee Flory Wally Orchestra: German Football. Club: Civics Club; Naturalists; Sports League; Bulletin Car- Mary Curtice Wicktr Carl” Glee Club ; Choral Club ; Torch. William R. Winn BUI” Football Mur. : Annual Board, Sport Editor: Hi-Y: Glee Club: Boys’ Civics Club : Class Hon or Roll. Harold James Wood Track: Torch Board: Hi-Y: Class Ent. Com. Esther R. Woodworth Art Clu£ :nfli� hCoun-cil: rpe � « � •: First” a no ScArhd Ath letU V. Fanny Weltman ’’Fan' German Club. Harold Wise ’’Wee-See’’ Studrnt Council. Sylvia ' Class F rench Pres., Club. Pres. : Medal: Torch; Annual. Circulation MnnnKcr: House of Rep.; Latin Club: Senior Sponsor : English Council. Page sixty Page sixty-one Benjamin Zuckkr lift Zee Student Council, Treasurer: Debate Team: Drama Club: Reflector: Torch: ■'Patny ': Claw Honor Roll. Sanford PiDnm San FOSTfW GrUENWALD Fom Sam Hikhch ALRKRT I-ACKNKR At Kokalyn P. Summers Roz Mabel Comic Bat n hart GIoldlumt Swimming: Olec Jerome Gt’ZiK Jerry German Club. Mokton R. Koch M uzzry RaI.I’II M. I.AITMAN Doe IRENE Fish BRIN Rrne Max Grkenbkkc Football. Juua Hertz Choolet Debate Team. Albert Kooan At Bank Manager: Orchestra. Jack Prkmkmak Varsity Football: Basketball: Track. In Memoriam Goldie Abrams Just one smile at dawn. Just one sigh at night. Just one eager thrill. One pang of delight. Gone, like a misty dream, Shadowless, mute. Hearing afar a call Sweet as a flute. Crushed by the wheel of Fate, When Spring was born, Cheated of your just share Of Youth’s fragrant Morn. Yours is the dreamless sleep. When Love calls in vain; Ours are the memories, And heartaches, and pain! Page sixty-two Activities There's a field that is open and smiling With a sun and a fresh veil of dew; Hot merely the playground of fancies, But the storehouse of happiness too! Oh youth! don't go empty-handed. Halt in your course and tafc heed Be taught and grow m the learning; Give and rejoice in the deed. Plant your seeds deep and sincerely: Shelter them well with your might. You will harvest the secret of living, And dwell in its golden light. Olympiad Board Editor s-in-Chief Ruth Goldstein Helen Meyer Literary Editors Ruth Ginsberg Mildred Ginsberg Assistants Esther Beichin Mamie Kates Eva Bergman Gussie Himmel Virginia Buss Feature Editors Rebecca Tcmarkin Gertrude Beyer Assistants Orrin Suthern Ann Aronovitz Mildred V� ilson Rose Schneider Jeanette Arsham Club Editor • Aiieen Goldman Assistants Ruth Hepner Adeline Woehrman Erline Braunlich Leo Baker Sports Editor William Winn Assistants Stanley Sell Elliott Glicksberg Robert Garber Art Editor He’en Meyer Assistants Lucy Kruchkoff Harold Koskinen Sara Gordon Lillian Cox Ada Koontz Esther Cooper T typists Florence Wonnacott Hannah Maude! Assistants Minnie Setnik Beatrice Blusinsky Vera Field Hilda Markowitz Chairmen of Pictures Milton Goldman Lucy KruchkofT Assistants Edward Eldridge Cecelia Prince Edith Stein Margaret Liebe Carl Geiger Joan Poirier Business Manager Adolph Isaacson Assistants Sanford Scher Ida Landesman Advertising Manager Donald Newman Assistants Roland Sharer Dorothy Laylin A rthur Bennett Ruth Biskind Oscar Turner Vladimir Messer Circulation Manager Sylvia Zebel Assistants Jerome Polster Irving Katz Jerome Ratner Philip Arnoff Faculty Advisers Miss Mary I. McHannan Miss Tina G. Bernstein Mr. George C. Davies Page sixty-four The Torch Published weekly for the purpose of promoting literary endeavor among pupils, The Torch has gained wide prominence among similar high school publications. Writers are urged to put forth their best efforts. The students are encouraged to submit poems, short stories, essays, and editorials. The board is composed of a number of editors who select for their assistants, students of high scholastic standing. For the first semester, the following people held executive positions: Arthur Mental!, Editor; Lois Donaldson, Associate Editor; Maxine Kent, Copy Editor; Abraham Margolin, News Editor; Wilbur J. Gluckman, Feature Editor; Robert Sugarman, Sport Editor; Paul Abernathy, Circulation Manager; Aaron Katz, Advertising Manager; Paul Zamecnik. Business Manager. After the mid-year graduations, the following changes were made for the second term: Abraham Margolin, Wilbur J. Gluckman, Associate Editors; Edna Friend, Copy Editor; Adeline Leopold, News Editor; Theodore Kinschner, Feature Editor; Nathan Wallock, Sport Editor; Raymond Long, Business Manager. Page sixty-five Choral Club President Vice President Secretary Treasurer . Historian Librarian Assistant Librarian Business Manager Ch. Ent. Committee Members Sergeant-at-A rms First Soprano Second Soprano Alto Tenor Bass Orrin Suthern Alice Groth Jane Rogan Donald Newman Janette Johnson Rose Weinstein Ethel Futterman Borris Leavitt Borris Leavitt Philip Segelin ' I Mary Wickes Katherine Bishop Helen Koplow Ethel Futterman Helen Kazmarek Philip Segelin Arthur Mentall The Choral Club is the largest organization at Glenville, boasting one hundred and fifteen members. When first started, there were only twenty students who qualified, and at the present time it has been difficult to accommodate the large number of possible candidates. During the past few years, due recognition has been given to this group for its excellent ability. This is the first high school organization Page sixty-six that has ever sung in the regular Cleveland Symphony Orchestra programs. Mr. Griffith J. Jones accomplished such astounding results that the entire group has since been requested to sing with the orchestra. Lately, they sang the “Lament for Beowulf,” by Hanson, and were directed by the composer. The rendition was so universally well-accepted by music critics that the Club was asked to prepare the chorus of Bloch’s new epic-phantasy, “America.” Cleveland is not the only city in which the Choral Club sings. For three consecutive years, the members have made a trip to Columbus, to appear before the All-Ohio Music Teachers’ Convention during Christmas vacation. This year, on the day following their return, they sang for the National Music Teachers’ Association of America. Choral Club members were the guests of the Business Men’s Association on December 18, 1928, at which time they sang at Hotel Statler. On December 19, they again appeared at the Statler for the Rotarians’ annual Christmas party. When the Club came before the National Educational Association on February 24, 1929, it was heard by all the representative supervisors in the United States. This is an honor to be proud of, since no other chorus sang for them. At different times the group has been asked to sing for prominent social affairs. The choristers appeared before the Chamber of Commerce; a few members participated in the Shrine affair in 1928; and the entire group had a part in the German Saengerfest in 1927, for which each one received a medal of appreciation. A large delegation of the National Music Council, representing the leading music supervisors in the public schools of America, were the guests of the Choral Club during the National Education Week in Cleveland. A special demonstration of work was put up for them. In this group were Dr. O. Dann of New York University, Professor Gherkins, head of the music department at Oberlin College, Professor Dakeman of Columbia University, and Miss M. Glenn, president of the National Music Association. The party was in charge of Mr. Russell V. Morgan, director of Music in the public schools of Cleveland. Mr. Griffith J. Jones, who is leader of the group, deserves commendable praise for his excellent training. He has chosen as members of his organization persons having voices of excellent qualities and possibilities, and has combined them so that the final result has amazed the world of melody. Due acknowledgment must be given to the accompanist, Esther Berchin. The creditable work of the accompanist is quite essential for the success of the Club. Perhaps the most popular number, and the one that is of most interest to the public, is “Hallelujah,” sung in Hebrew'. This is a particularly difficult selection because of the language as well as the musical score. In April, a concert of Old English and American music was given at the Art Museum. Invitations have been accorded the Club to sing in Boston, Rochester and Chicago. Kitchens By Signe Benson There’s really nothing nicer Any day or minute, Than a little kitchen With a Mother in it. Pape sixty-seven Orchestra For many years Glenville has ranked high in the field of orchestral music, but the school has always been working for a higher degree of excellence. Not satisfied with being rated as one of the select few, its ambition has been to be second to none among high school orchestras. Oft, instruments of lower caliber and quality were substituted for essential but too expensive instruments, thus lowering the degree of intonation. Recently we have acquired these instruments, such as bassoons, French horns, oboes, bass and alto clarinets, and bass-violins. The orchestra proudly boasts one of the finest string sections in any Cleveland high school orchestra. This section has always been the mainstay of the orchestra, but with the acquisition of the other instruments, the violinists are endeavoring to perfect the technique in order to gain distinction over their rivals in the state contest. Under the capable direction of Ralph E. Rush, the orchestra hopes to win first prize in the state contest at Oberlin, Ohio. Band Glenville’s band is no longer the small, inefficient organization of a few years past. The band with its full strength of ninety-three members will not be satisfied with anything but first place in this year’s State Contest. The capable leader, Ralph E. Rush, has brought the organization to its present state, with the assistance of our Principal, Mr. H. H. Cully. The band was one of the three chosen to play at this year’s convention of the National Educational Association. It has once more come into the limelight after three years of oblivion which followed the breaking up of the famed Girls’ Band. A marching band of thirty-eight pieces has been organized with Howard Westover as drum major. He has worked out many marching formations. This group furnished the music at the football games and evoked much favorable comment. This year it was decided to discontinue the practice of having officers, and a manager was placed in charge. Robert Fish was the supervisor who aided Mr. Rush in the general organization of the group. Page sixty-nine House of Representatives of January Class, 1929 President, Sidney Vincent Vice President, Milton Goldman Secretary, Paul Zamecnik Treasurer, Ruth Ginsberg Chm. of Ent. Com., Reuben Caplin With the newly-acquired dignity of being llA’s, came their class consciousness. The inevitable result was—a class election. When the smoke of battle had cleared from the polling-booth, it was found that capable pilots had been chosen to guide the precious ship of state. These, with the earnest co-operation of the faculty advisers, Mr. McRae and Miss Warner, succeeded in organizing the Senior Sponsors and managing the first class party. The entertainment committee with the help of the House, established four other social achievements of an uncommonly superior quality. The difficult work of arranging for such details as graduation announcements and of selecting uniform commencement clothing were all capably managed by committees chosen by the House. ■MB Page seventy House of Representatives of June Class, 1929 President, Theodore Kinschner Vice President, Gertrude Beyer Secretary, Aileen Goldman Treasurer, Sam Bernstein Chairmen of Entertainment Committee Sol Benjamin, Adolph Isaacson Elected by the 12B’s to execute the business and promote the general welfare of their organization, the members of the House of Representatives endeavored to advance all class activities. The only change in the personnel of the group was in the office of Chairman of the Entertainment Committee. Sol Benjamin resigned on January 11, 1929, because his duties in athletics conflicted with his work for the House. Adolph Isaacson was elected to take Mr. Benjamin’s place. It has been the duty of the members of the Entertainment Committee to arrange an affair for the class at least once a semester and to shoulder the responsibility of the class-night performance. An innovation was made when the vice-president assumed the entire supervision of the Senior-Sponsor Movement. Page seventy-one The Library isimmiiM liitti “What the Glenville High Library is today, we owe to a great degree to the splendid work of previous years.” The statement was made by Miss Currin, our head librarian. In 1913 the library was very small, the school attendance being only about one thousand and seventy-two and the circulation about two hundred and twenty-six books a month. The library was not fully established, in fact, until 1915. In 1920 the school demands upon the library far exceeded its physical equipment both in seating capacity and in books. Two years later the small room was given up and the present library was opened. Still there was not enough space to meet the growing demand and several years later a new room, called the English Room, was added. This room, as well as the main library room, was entirely renovated in 1927 and more shelves were added to take care of the books. The library has a deeper influence in the school and upon the pupils themselves, than most of us realize. Let us then boost the library in every possible manner, for it is of invaluable service to us. Page seventy-two Drama Club September Pres., Sylvia Zebel V. Pres., Edith Bonhard Sec.-Treas., Aileen Goldman Ch. Ent. Com., January Ruth Goldstein Robert Jacobson Mildred Ginsberg Sam Bernstein Beatrice Kessler By way of experiment, the Drama Club was sub-divided into several departments this year. These included property, costuming, and acting committees, and a stage-crew. A chairman was elected for each group and the students were permitted to select that special department in which they were most interested. In addition to the regular business procedure, the chairman of the entertainment committee arranged a short program for each meeting. On one occasion Katherine Wick Kelly, of the Playhouse, spoke before a large audience. Miss Ruth H. Klein, sponsor of the club, directed and produced Connors’ “The Patsy” as the annual play. The members of the cast displayed notable dramatic talent. Rehearsals were conducted for only a short length of time, and the production was carried off in a most praiseworthy manner. Costuming and properties were under the supervision of Ruth Goldstein and Sylvia Zebel respectively. Page seventy-three French Club September Pres., Ruth Goldstein V. Pres., Sylvia Zebel Treas., Florence Chaikin Sec., Celia Dubnicov Chrm. Ent. Com., Dorothy Herzberg January Zora Rose Russell Fox Donald Newman Ann Aronovitz Orrin Suthern The purpose of this club, which is one of the outstanding organizations in Glenville, is to stimulate the understanding of the French language and the customs of the people. All the meetings are conducted in French, thus encouraging the students to acquire skill in the use of the language. Very interesting programs have been arranged in the past. Among the speakers have been Mile. Bertaud who picturesquely sketched French life, Mile. Dureau who gave an illustrated talk on Brittany, and Monsieur Simon who spoke on the student life in France. These speeches were especially enjoyable to the French Club because they were delivered by people who had actually seen these things and to whom France is familiar. One interesting feature of the last term was the humorous French play, “Les Deux Sourds,” which was presented to the organization at one of its meetings. Page seventy-four Civics Club Pres., Milton Goldman and Fred Schwartz V. Pres., Sanford Zieve Sec.-Treas., Gerson Chertoff February September Pres., Gerson Chertoff Ruth Biskind V. Pres., Leo Baker Ruth Burger Sec.-Treas. Ruth Hepner Members of the Civics Clubs are those students who are particularly interested in the study of governmental problems. This year the Boys’ Civics Club had two presidents: Fred Schwartz served for the first half of the semester, and Milton Goldman, the latter half. At the meetings, debates relating to current events were held by the students. Many places of interest were visited and reported on. Outside speakers, including Mr. Lensner, Miss Humphreys and Miss Bear, gave interesting talks on the governments of European countries. Much attention was devoted to the parliamentary rules of organization. Mr. Bahner, who sponsored the club during the first term, and Mr. Patterson, its later adviser, assisted largely in creating a greater interest in Civic questions. Friendship Club President, Alice Groth Vice President, Dorothy Laylin Secretaries, Eleanore Evans, Ruth Edwards Treasurer, Margaret Liebe Council Representatives Dolores Schaerges, Elma Kennel “The purpose of this club shall be to establish a spirit of friendship in and among high school girls and to give them an ideal of service.” This organization has spread its influence throughout the city and even the nation itself. For example, this year the members gave a party for the little Italian children in the Collinwood district, and in addition to this, sent Christmas gifts to some Italian children in Arizona. The club is divided into a number of committees with a chairman at the head of each. Each group is given a chance to plan one meeting a term. For instance the Ring Committee has charge of the Ring Ceremony. There are several pleasant social functions of the club which occur annually, the two outstanding ones being the Mothers’ and Daughters’ Banquet, and the Annual Dance. Other officers are Eleanor Walkowick, Program Chairman; Helen Meyer, Social Chairman; Ruth Stackhouse, Ring Chairman; Joan Poirier, Publicity Chairman; Leila Hanna, Music Chairman; Adeline Woehrman, Devotional Chairman. Page seventy-six Hi-Y September Pres., Theodore Kinschner V. Pres., Paul Zamecnik Sec.-Treas., Fred Schade January Stanley Sell Brent Jacobs Philip Chennell The Glenville Hi-Y Club, in direct connection with the Y. M. C. A., has been in existence for many years. The advisers are Mr. Barnes and Mr. Anderson, the latter having once spent several months in Africa. The boys conduct profitable meetings in which they discuss things of interest to the group. Their social affairs are also quite enjoyable—perhaps the most outstanding one being the Friendship-Hi-Y dance which is held annually. The Christmas party, which was also a Fathers’ and Sons’ banquet, was the scene of the formal initiation of the new members. Among the excellent speakers have been Dr. Frost and Mr. Lloyd Yeag.e. Mr. Yeagle, of June, ’28, spoke of his recent trip to Denmark and Sweden. The club has offered its services to the school and community many times. The members contributed bell schedules for every classroom in the building, and distributed posters for the Community Fund. Page seventy-seven The Art Club September January President, Lucy Kruchkoff Max Zak Vice-President, Dorothy Spring Dan Balkin Secretary, Paul Abernathy Rhoda Klein Treasurer, Mary Kline Mary Kline Chr. Ent. Com., Harold KoskinenDan Balkin The Art Club, which was organized in September, is progressing in its purpose and with its activities. Its aims are to further the interest in art and to be of service to the school. The members feel that they have accomplished their aims to a certain extent. They have made many of the posters to be found in the halls of the schools. The advertising for the Student Council supply store and the Student Council dance was done by the members of the Art Club. Outside activities have also claimed their attention. On Friday, February 15, the members attended a lecture given at the Art Museum. In the same month they visited the Art Museum to see the international exhibition of paintings. They are making plans for sketching trips in the spring. The organization will always welcome new members who are interested in art. Page seventy-eight Spanish Club September January Pres., Helen Kasmarek Helen Kasmarek V. Pres., Ruth Chamberlin Leonard Cohen Sec., Leonard Cohen George Rubin Treas., George Rubin Robert Fish C. E. C., Mildren Klein Mildred Klein One of the most energetic of our language clubs is the Spanish “Ateneo.” The meetings are conducted in Spanish, thereby training the members in a freer use of the language. The club’s entertainments have been both numerous and successful, an achievement due to the efforts of a carefully selected entertainment committee. In the first term of the school year, during the convention of the N. E. O. T. A., held in Cleveland, the club demonstrated a model meeting and was highly complimented by the teachers who witnessed it. Miss Humphreys, the club’s adviser, has traveled and studied in Spain. Her accounts and exhibits of Spanish life and customs have proved very interesting to the club. The aims of the organization are to help the students in their study of Spanish, to bring out any hidden musical or dramatic talent they may possess, and to further good fellowship among the Spanish-speaking students in Glenville. Page seventy-nine Chess and Checker Club September January Pres., Philip Ranin Ben Terlitzky V. Pres., Ben Terlitzky Meyer Ranter Treas., Morton Tannenbaum Bernard Horr Much recognition has been accorded the members of the Chess and Checker Club for their fine work in city-wide contests. Meetings are frequently held in the boys’ lunch room, and at this time groups of two pair off to hold practice games. The members regard these exhibitions, and offer valuable suggestions to the players, when they believe a certain move might have been more advantageous. Dues, which are collected every two weeks, are used for the purpose of purchasing new-set s. Toward the end of April, elimination tournaments w-ere held to discover the best player in the organization. Pupils are urged to join the club, w'hich has as its main purpose, the advancement of popular interest in the playing of chess and checkers. Page eighty Boys’ and Girls’ Rooters Club President, Marjorie McKenzie Vice President, Sarah Kaplansky Secretary, Ethel Aarons Treasurer, Seema Epstein Sergeant at-Arms, Celia Schwartz This organization is the result of four years’ cc-operaticn and actively interested endeavor to promote the interscholastic activities of Glenville. Until the past term the club has been under the direct supervision of Miss Helen Humphreys. Now its acting adviser is Miss Nellie Henry. The sole purpose of the club is to attend the games, cheer the team, whether football, basketball or track, and supply the school spirit the student-body may fail to give. It has realized, perhaps more than any other group of its size, that the basis of a school’s athletic success depends on the financial and moral support which it receives from the student-body. The meetings are held at school in order to practice songs and yells for the games. Upon such occasions as carnivals or exhibitions, the members have offered their co-operation and assistance. Among the social functions are the initiations held each term and parties for the seniors. Page eighty-one The Senior Typing Class In the modern method of high school teaching, the senior typing classes play an important part. Teachers highly praise the efficient work of this class. Mr. Biddle, chemistry teacher, boasts of his up-to-date general office, consisting of eleven members of the above class, who are acquainting themselves with the modern “line-a-time” Remington and filing plan. Other members of this division give assistance to the Annual and Torch Boards and to the office. Practically every department in Glenville, according to the unit system, is somewhat dependent on the senior typing classes. Mr. Lensner says, “Without the efficient assistance of the senior typing classes, it would have been quite impossible to make the assignments necessary in modern language work. They stenciled for the mimeograph a complete course in Advanced Spanish Grammar. For the French Classes hundreds of pages were prepared for exercise, tests, lyric poetry, and much grammatical material. For the German classes, they rendered the greatest assistance of all.” The entire German grammar, Mr. Lensner’s “Praktischer Lehrgang,” was carefully typed and then sent to the publishers. Mr. Lensner devoted one paragraph in his book to recognition of this piece of work. Page eighty-two The 12A Cooking Class The demands of every day living make Home Economics of prime importance in the life of the modern girl. The study is a social one, and includes many subjects bearing on the problems concerned in healthful, safe living. When some people are asked what Home Economics includes, they answer, “Food, clothing and shelter”; and so it does. But we go further than that. Food is taught in relation to health and age; food for steady diet and food for special occasions; food that is pleasing not only to the eye and palate, but also to the pocketbook. Is shelter something to protect us from the cold or more than that —shelter that suits the varying degrees and standards of living, showing flexibility in floor plans to meet the needs of work, enjoyment and rest; shelter furnished with a relation of the psychology of line and color, comfort and contented ownership. Of course, clothing is a necessity imposed by the socialized order of things, but clothing conserves heat, conveys personality, and withal must be in range of the budget. Page eighty-three The German Club September Pres., Esther Berchin V. Pres., Belle Marshall Treas., Miriam Rogin Sec., Irving Katz January Irving Katz Gussie Himmel Arthur Bennett Lucille Slutsker The present German Club was organized in 1926 and consists of members of 10B and advanced classes. It was organized for the purpose of giving German pupils an opportunity to use the language practically and informally. To this end the programs are conducted entirely in German, in order to study the German “Realia,” i.e., interesting facts and information pertaining to the history, literature and life of the German nation. Native and foreign lecturers were heard in travel talks. The programs consist of recitations taken from German literature. The singing of folk-songs is also an enjoyable feature. During the past year, the club had a membership of nearly sixty boys and girls from our German classes, the average attendance being very high. Recently about sixty members of the club appeared in the costumes of nearly all the nations of Europe, which performance they called the “Parade of Nations.” Page eighty-four Debate Team Team Roland Sharer Abe Nozik Philip Gerson Alternate, David Epstein Manager, Sam Bernstein At the beginning of each term, an invitation is extended to the student-body to “try-out” for the debate team. These pupils must deliver a speech of a limited length to a group of judges selected from the faculty. After the team has been decided on and a question chosen, the group immediately begins to make preparations for the debate. The question for the first term was this: Resolved, that the United States should cease to protect by force of arms, capital invested in foreign lands, except after a formal declaration of war. Glenville upheld the negative side. The first debate, which we won, was held on November 23, 1928, with Lakewood High School. The other was with South High. The Glenville team was defeated on this occasion. Mr. R. C. Brown, coach of the team, is to be congratulated on the fine work the boys have done. Page eighty-five Naturalist Club September Pres., Elma Kennel V. Pres., Beatrice Miller Sec., Minnie Setnik Treas., Milton Cohen January Elma Kennel Milton Cohen Evelyn Perlich Jake Goldlust The Glenville Naturalist Club has been an active student organization for several semesters. The Naturalists have reason to be proud of their work. Under the able guidance of Mr. L. H. Mills, they have held plant, seed, shrubbery, and bulb sales for the benefit of the student body. On Decoration Day they bought hundreds of plants for the graves of our soldiers. The bird-bath on the school grounds was donated by this club. Throughout the year many of the rooms in the building have been brightened up with flowers, planted and taken care of by the members. During the past semesters, they have made many trips to places which are of interest to nature students. The purpose of the club is to promote the study of nature. Only those students who have attained an average of 80 per cent in Biology or Botany are eligible for membership. Page eighty-sis Girls’ Sports League September January Pres., Gertrude Beyer Pres., Ann Ruggie Sec.-Treas., Ann Ruggie Pub. Mgr., Alice Campbell V. Pres., Florence Sanderson Sec., Hannah Tatar Treas., Mildred Potter Pub. Mgr.. Esther Jenkins The Girls’ Sports League sponsors all of the girls’ athletic activities in Glenville. Under the supervision of this club, a girl may take part in any indoor or outdoor sport. Among the sports are listed skating, coasting, tennis, track, and many others. The open meeting of last term was quite unique. A play was given, “An Athletic Bridge Game.” On other occasions, Mrs. Wright spoke on “Dress,” and Mr. Lensner gave an illustrated travel talk about Germany. At the last meeting, when the letters were awarded. Miss Clark, of the Anti-Tuberculosis League, addressed the group. Lillie Sobol and Ann Aronovitz were the only girls to receive big G’s; three girls were given the second book award; and seven girls, the first book. An enjoyable party this term was the open meeting, when a slow-motion boxing match was given. The entertainment for the initiation party was furnished by the advanced gym class. Page eighty-seven The Woodwork Class Classes in the elementary, intermediate, and advanced woodwork have been organized to make the boys who are interested in the subject better acquainted with its many intricacies. The work is done individually, and there has been no particular order of procedure. The student is asked to analyze all the work which he does. Places of particular interest have been visited and reports of these made to the class. The written topics are submitted to the pupil’s English teacher who grades them. For themselves the boys have made candlesticks, lamps, tables, radio and smoking cabinets, chairs, and mantel clocks. Perhaps the most popular articles are end-tables and book-racks. Repair work on chairs and tables has been done to a great extent for the benefit of the school. Book cases, frames, music stands, drawing boards, hurdles, and screens have been made for the different departments. At the end of the last semester, twenty boys returned to school to fix the desks in several of the rooms. These were planed, scraped, sanded, and varnished. Expenses for this project were taken care of by the school fund. Page eighty-eight Senior Sponsors This organization is as yet in its infancy, and thus far has not been altogether successful. Lois Donaldson and Milton Goldman were presidents of the girls’ and boys’ groups respectively of the class of February, 1929. The sponsors did commendable work by means of their coaching classes. The class of June, 1929, adopted an altogether different course. Under the supervision of Gertrude Beyer, fifty boys and girls were selected as members of the group. Adeline Woehrman and Arthur Bennett were elected chairmen. Each sponsor met with his ten sophomores and discussed subjects of vital interest regarding school life. Student Council The Student Council is of great value to the student body inasmuch as its primary object is to further school interests. Its slogan adopted is “Service to the School.’’ This semester the members started a campaign to inculcate the principles of courtesy and cleanliness in the school. In addition to this, they sponsored a bookstore for the sale of second-hand books, paper, pencils, and so forth. With the money raised in the book-store and through the dance held this year, they hope to increase their scholarship fund. For the first semester, the officers were Roland Sharer, President; William Cramer, Vice President; Gladys Berger, Secretary; Ben Zucker, Treasurer. This semester William Cramer and Louis Duber were elected president and vice president respectively. English Council One of the most recent innovations in the field of extra-curricular activities is the English Council, organized to promote an interchange of ideas between English classes. Three bodies under the supervision of several English teachers were formed, one for each of the three years. These had separate meetings once each month, at which some points of business that concerned the group most vitally were dis- cussed. Then at a combined meeting, a program was presented by one of the groups. The English Council was asked to take charge of the naming of the young people’s room at the Glenville Public Library. It also sponsored a spelling contest. Esther Berchin was the winner of the final match and received a dictionary as a prize. Page eighty-nine Latin Club The “Res Publics Romans” is the Latin Club of Glenville. The officers are as follows: Nathan Cooper, consul primus; Mamie Kates, consul secunda; Orrin Suthern, scriba; Elma Kennel, quaestor; David Eisner, aedile. Meetings are devoted solely to the study of Roman life, recreation, and customs. Many interesting subjects have been studied, and speakers of note were invited to deliver talks. Miss Elizabeth McGorey is sponsor of the club and her fine supervision has brought it much recognition. During the coming year, much attention will be paid to the study of Virgil’s life in commemoration of the two thousandth anniversary of his birth. Boys’ and Girls’ Glee Clubs Under the direction of Mr. Griffith J. Jones the Boys’ and Girls’ Glee Clubs have gained much recognition. Much of their work has been in conjunction with the Choral Club. However, the Girls’ Glee Club presented “The Lady of Shalott,” before the student-body. The solo was sung by Nancy Jenkins. The Boys’ organization boasts 105 members, whereas the other group consists of 95 students. During the first semester, the following people held offices in the Boys’ and Girls’ Clubs respectively: Reuben Caplin, Lois Grider, Presidents; Borris Leavitt, Dorothy Spring. Vice Presidents; Robert Jones, Jean Treseh, Secretaries. In January, changes were made because of graduations: Borris Leavitt, Nancy Jenkins, Presidents; Ruth Moore, Vice President; Robert Jones, Dorothy Spring, Secretaries. Boys’ Gym Leaders Although the fact has not been heralded, Glenville has a Gym Leaders’ Group which rivals any similar organization in the city. It has been gradually gaining strength and prominence, and is thought by many to be quite proficient. The leaders are playing a large part in conducting the work in the gym. Each class is broken up into squads of eight boys with a leader at the head, who is responsible for his squad. There is a separate division of leaders who handle the attendance and records of the boys. Edward Eldridge was the first president of the organization, John Early the second, and Leonard Rosenberg is the present officer to all of whom the major success of the organization may be attributed. Page ninety Athletics Build thee a stately body, oh eager youth. Sweet, solid flesh and blood, a fighting red; Vibrant muscles, tempered, cool and quicl{. Buoyant heart, to tingling spirits wed. First in ready action — first in thought. First to vision dreams and first to claim The harvest of a fresh'souled body strong .. First to gam the difficult f{ey to Fayne! At the Football Camp Clang! Clang! “Come and get it!” The spokesman of the cook-squad had no sooner yelled his summons than he retreated behind the rain-barrel. And none too soon, for the scrimmage had whetted the appetites of thirty-six hungry young men. It is impossible to picture the inspiring scene that followed and the pleasant din of happy voices that met our ears. Dinner over, thirty-six complacent young gentlemen strolled once more about the camp in quest of further entertainment. A car entered the yard. Thirty-six healthy throats announced, “New member.” A young man stepped from the car, gazed at the horde, and ran. With a myriad of yells the chase was on! But it did not last long. The rebel was tackled and downed beneath the human avalanche. “Eat grass!” While considering, he had his mouth obligingly stuffed with three or four handfuls of not-the-choicest grass. He was dragged to his feet. Congratulatory hands appeared. He was a member of the “Glenville Grass-eaters Club.” The Dads’ Club On October 15, 1928, a banquet was held in Glenville’s Gym by the fathers, and the football players were guests. The affair was a huge success, for it has resulted in the organization of the Dads’ Club. Its purpose is to boost school spirit, to add moral support to athletics, and to deal with all sports on an equal basis. Doctor H. W. Krapohl is President of the club, Mr. Akers is Chairman of the Executive Committee which consists of Mr. Hutchinson and Mr. Loveman, while Mr. Hartinger is Treasurer. The club has accomplished many important things, among which are the printing of football programs and the distribution of arm-bands. The Dads’ Club has also aroused a wonderful spirit by its banquet and rallies, so, although it is only in its infancy, we expect it to rise and prove a valuable asset to all athletics. v. Kw Ai-slU, ITiS A LONG. IdtiCifUGMT fcStm Off' Page ninety-two The Football Season After three weeks of steady practice, Glenville opened its 1928 football campaign with its annual game with Cathedral Latin. The Tar-Blooders were not able to overcome Latin’s last quarter passing attack and the Purple and Gold won, 7-2. Glenville started its Senate competition with a 6-2 victory over East Tech. The Red and Black team took advantage of all its opportunities when Garmon sneaked over the goal to receive a pass from Denk. The game which kept East High from the Senate title came next. Glenville fought the Blue and Gold team to a scoreless tie. Glenville was no match for Collinwood’s superb football machine. It had weight, speed and experience, and we took our worst beating in two years—22-0. We should have won the next game hands down, as we easily outplayed West High. But we were inexperienced and lacked punch when we most needed it. We accepted the short end of a 7-6 score. Outplaying their opponents in every department of play, the Parkwood gridmen decisively defeated Central, 25-6. Lincoln proved to be about as easy as Central, and Glenville plunged through Lincoln’s line to the tune of 19-0. A 13 to 0 defeat by South closed Glen-ville’s Senate season. The Tar-Blooders could not stop the screen pass which later in the season was often regarded as illegal. The score, however, does not indicate the fighting spirit the Red and Black team showed in the face of defeat. After being outplayed for the entire first half and with the score 6-0 against them, Glenville unleashed its best offensive attack by licking Woodward Tech of Toledo, 12-6, on Tech’s field. Page ninety-three Football In the history of a school’s football endeavor, one team soon loses its individuality in the memory of hardworking alumni. But we will always remember the perpetuated motto which it has followed: “Glenville dies hard!” Among the boys who have helped place Glenville in its high athletic status are, Hatfey, Garfield, Schneiderman, Kreit, and Abel, who held down the end positions. Love-man, Benedict, Grossberg, Diederich, and Ratner made an excellent group of tackles. Pressman, Pikkel, Helpenstell, Landskroner, and Wenner often caused an opposing quarterback to wonder why his plays through guard were broken up. Akers successfully filled the shoes of Mendelsohn when the latter was kept out with injuries. Captain Benjamin and Denk were the backbone of the backfield. Benjamin, at quarter, often saved the Red and Black with his strategy and fast thinking. Denk was a real triple-threat man. Garber and Garmon divided honors with their captain as signal (y callers, while Hutchinson, Kearns and Lazar formed the rest of the well-balanced back-field. Among those whom we must thank for the season’s success are Coaches J. L. Colonius and J. E. Blickle, Dr. H. W. Krapohl, and Manager William Winn and his assistant John Leckie. Page ninety-four Basketball With the return of eight men, including five lettermen, from last year’s squad the prospects for a successful basketball season were exceedingly bright. J. E. Blickle continued his duties as coach of the Glenville five. After dropping the opening game to Latin, the team, led by the joint captaincy of Aaron and Silverstein, looked most formidable in successively defeating Shaw, the Alumni, Akron St. Vincents and most important of all. East High. However, the winning streak was checked when Glenville, minus the services of Silverstein, dropped a close fray in an overtime period to South, the Senate champions. Then, after the Adams defeat, graduation played its part by taking away Aaron and Silverstein. New stars arose in Garber, Benjamin, Haffey, Pressman, Armbrecht and Lazar, and, under the steadying and guiding leadership of Garber they showed that they could overcome the obstacles by capturing the next two Senate contests, from Lincoln and Central. Glenville can be proud of this fighting team, which gave its best for the school. Page ninety-five Track The Glenville track squad again showed that what it lacked in experience it could make up in hard work, spirit, and good coaching. The team was handicapped by the lack of letter-men from the preceding seasons. According to the runners themselves, J. L. Colonius, veteran Glenville track coach, possesses the ability of instilling courage and grit into the heart and mind of a boy who has the least bit of determination. Thomas Story, who has made an enviable record in the last three years and has been ranked as one of the first in high school competition as a quarter-miler, showed remarkable leadership as captain. This year, Glenville had little strength in the field events and long runs. But the team could always rely on Story and Sell, in the quarter-mile, and on Early, Dorfman and Edelman, in the dashes. Blakemore, Joseph and Early continued their good work in the hurdle events. Coach Colonius was assisted in his duties by Denehey who was ineligible for participating this year. Joseph Sharowsky and Arthur Negin were the hard-working and active managers. Page ninety-six £L_ Each has a place in the sun atGlenville If I Ever Go Back By Ann Aronovitz Only yesterday, it seems it was just a year, and then two, and three, and four, and now five; five whole years, that sometimes seem like a minute, and sometimes stretch into dim eternity. Five years since church domes and chimney stacks faded in the distance, and the sandy embankment mellowed into swaying wheat, and curtseying cornflowers. Five years, but still I remember the blue skies, and the soft breeze, and the lap of the waves where the sea embraced the cliffs. Five years, and still I can feel its poignant beauty, and its sadness, its deep, ineffable sadness. Slowly the passing years dim the sadness and the sordidness, and leave only beauty and longing. True, the beauty is scarred, and deeply seamed with sorrow, and the longing is hopeless and unappeas- able; but, through it all, I still cherish the hope that some day, I shall see again my country— The land where every song’s a cry, And every hope is doomed to die. My Dream Chest is filled with faded memories of all the lovely things I want to see if I ever go back. I shall revel in lilacs that bloom before palace and hut—the white, and the mauve, and the cool, dark green. I shall perhaps see the house where I was born, for in that land where so much is to be built up, all are loath to tear down. I shall go up the grass-grown walk, and rest in the grateful shade of the oak that for more than a century has sheltered that little white house. I wonder who lives there now; I wonder what childish dreams mingle with mine in the little nook where the cricket used to chirp all winter long, and the kittens disputed with me squatter’s rights. I wonder if my initials still gleam from the broad window sill, or if some unimaginative hand painted them out of existence. I shall steal to the back yard where under lavender lilac bushes my pet chick lies buried, and laugh at the tears that hallowed that ground. I shall walk up the street, and thrill at the feeling of cobbles beneath my feet; hot, prosaic cobbles, with an indescribable tinge of Romance about them. I shall close my eyes, turn endless corners, and get completely lost. I shall wander up a wide, silent street, between rows of poplars; a street of high walls, and lavender shadows, with the faint scent of roses, and the sound of falling water. I shall wander through a meadow, at the outskirts of the city, and watch the swaying, green sea ripple in the breeze. I shall see blue-bells unfold into butterflies, and gaze at them until they become one with the azure infinity. I shall breathe in the exotic perfume of Page ninety-seven jasmine, and the sweet, heavy fragrance of blossom laden branches of acacia, swaying softly in the wind. “I shall be the gladdest thing under the sun; I shall touch a thousand flowers, and not pick one.” I shall ramble through narrow, crooked streets, lined with quaint, little shops, with barefooted, tow-headed urchins staring at me in wonder. And then, as the sun goes down, I shall turn again to the sea. I shall go down narrow, steep paths, where every niche carved in the red, clay walls, holds the image of a dead dream. I shall sit on the sand and listen to the indescribably mournful melody of the waves breaking on the reefs. For it is sad, my Sea, the Sea that cradles blood-drenched Crimea, and whose waters have been replenished by the tears of a sorrowing nation. I shall sit there, in the quickly approaching darkness, and wait till the scarlet sun that sank so gratefully into the still waters, comes out cool and white, and slowly climbs the sky, leaving a silver trail across the sea. . . . Then I shall walk back, saddened and subdued, through strange streets, and still stranger, laughing crowds. And again, as in my childhood, I shall feel that joyous leap of my heart, when, after long hours of rambling, I reach—Home. Answer to a Maiden’s Prayer By Ida Landesman “Laws a mercy, chile! What is yo’ all doin’?” She stood with upraised hands, her eyes in their ebony frame puzzled and astonished at the sight which met them. A little brown girl stood leaning over the kitchen sink, the scrubbing brush in her hand, scouring her little brown cheeks with all her might and main. The little girl raised pleading eyes to the face of her parent, and breaking down, sobbed: “Tain’t no use, mammy. Ah cain’t be a li’l w’ite angel. Ah’s scrubbed and rubbed and polished dis ole face of mahn but ’t ain’t no use, de black plasteh’s stuck on fo’ good.” “Mericy, wipe dat span o’ you’n dis install’ an’ like a good chile, tell me wot dis am all ’bout.” The little girl quickly obeyed the word of her parent and, leaning her troubled little pig-tailed head on the full, motherly bosom, seated herself comfortably on her lap. “De teacheh said we was all to have nice, shiny faces like Minnie Katz’s w’en we comes t’ school termorrer. But w’en ah washed m’ face an’ looked in de mirroir, it was so kinder like a dull knife, ma face was, no shine to’t. I got a rag t’ wipe de glass, but no, dat li’l dull black blotch wot rep’sented mah face wouldn’t come out nohow. Ah jest guessed ’t was ma fault and not de mirroirs, and so ah got dis yere brush wot takes all de li’l black spots out d’e flo’ t’see ef’t wouldn’t take out de black spots out’n mah face.” “Yo’ po’ chile! Wa’ fo’ yo’ wan’ do dat? Yo’ doan’ wan’ look lahk de po’ w’ite trash, does yo’?” “W’y yes, mammy, das jes’ zackly wot ah does wont.” “Don’t be a fool now ‘Mericy, yo’ gran’-father was a black man. Yo’ pappy’s a black man, an yo’ mammy’s black. Now ain’t yo’ glad yo’ is black?” Page ninety-eight “But mammy, all li’l angels, an’ fairies too, is w’ite same’s de snow.” “Chile, does yo’ know yo’s speakin’ tarnation? Wh’ever sayed de angels is w’ite?” “De teacheh,” promptly replied the young one. “How’s she know? Moses was a black man. Didn’t de preacheh say so? Co-lombus was a black man. Ah knows, sho’ nuff! Ain’t dot de reason ah giv’n yo’ dat name, ‘Mericy? Colombus, de black man, uncovahed it, and so now yo’ beah de name ob de lan’. W’y chile, dese people yo’ see wot looks w’ite t’ usn is d’ accursed people. Dey was ’gainst de Lawd Aw-mighty an’ so he said fo’ punishment, “I do count’ract yo’ all into w’ite. ’Stead o’ yo’ all havin’ yo’ nice, shiny, black skine-ments, yo’ shall hencefo’th have none ’t all an’ w’en de buhnin’ sun comes out yo’ll all get befreckled. But yo’ all who’s kep’ yo’ faith may detain yo’—” “Den mammy, can I take off dis black skin aft’ all?” With a happy little skip, the child ran out, returning shortly with a huge bread knife which she held out to her mother. “Please mammy, take off mah skin so’s ah kin have a nice w’ite one like Minnie Katz’s. Wha’s yo’ goin’ staht? Ah b’lieve mah mouth’d be a pretty good stahtin’ point.” “Go way from heah, chile. Is yo’ crazi? Yo’ sh’d be proud t’ have yo’ own li’l skin ’stid o’ tryin’ be lak dem otheh li’l sinnehs. Yo’, a recedent 1’ dat great Ab’ham Lincoln, who was a black man, and fo’t fo’ us, his people, w’en de sinnin’ w’ites prosecuted us jest as de Jews was prosecuted in J’rusalem. Ah knows, ah reads m’ scripchures regular. Yo’ wan’ be a sinnah, a represseh ob yo’ race. Shame to yo’, shame!” “But mammy, Ab’ham Lincoln was a w’ite man. They’s a pichure ob’m hangin’ in de school-room.” “Come Ion’, chile. Das jes’ cos it’s a pich-o-o-re dat he looks so kinder pale. He was rally a black man same’s yo’ fatheh.” “Den I’se gwine tell de teacheh. I’se also gwine wa’n heh ’gainst them w’ite sin-nahs. But mammy, teacheh’s w’ite he’-seln.” “G’wan ’way chile, chase yo’ sel’n. Ah’s tahd. Sho-o-oo!” The buxom negress, unwilling to admit defeat, rose and drove her scrawny offspring before her as one would a chicken. In her little heart America bore a great sorrow, something she could not bring herself to discuss with anyone, not even her mother. Today for the first time had she allowed herself to drop some hint of her trouble. But the mother’s lack of understanding and failure to sympathize with her, made the burden doubly hard to bear. The second graders were to present a play in the school auditorium. Whatever else there might be in the play, America knew there were to be fairies. Well aware of the fact that she would not be given a leading role, it was the desire of America’s little heart to be one of these fairies. The child realized that these creatures were invariably white, pink-cheeked and goldenhaired; hence her untiring struggle with Nature. She could not see why her mother was able to rub the clothes on the washboard till they became a snowy white, and yet when she tried the same thing on her hands they obstinately remained as black as ever. The next day she appeared at school, her head divided off into geometric squares from which protruded the perfect little pigtails. Her face appeared only more black than ever in contrast to the two rows of flashing white teeth which gleamed between her heavy, thick lips. The little girl timidly slipped into her seat, her heart heavy with disappointment. After the lessons had been done, the teacher announced to the class: “Now, boys and girls, I have chosen the people for the parts in the play. Jim Wat- Page ninety-nine son will be Hansel—Minnie Katz will be Gretel. As for the rest—” To America her voice trailed off into nothingness. What did she care who had the parts? Certainly, no one would care to see a little black angel (or was it a fairy?) in a play. She felt as if she were dead; nothing mattered now. Strange to say, she felt no bitterness toward anyone. She regretted only one omission. Why hadn’t she made out her last will and testament before leaving home that morning? It would have been jolly fun signing her name with a flourish on the dotted line and all—. But then, let’s see, what had she after all to leave? Of course, it would be understood that her mother was to have the pennies she had been saving in the broken crock which sat on the top shelf in the pantry. Then there was that pencil with the “genuii-ine” gum eraser—well, to Morning Road Song By Sara Binyart Take me home to the pine wood; Lull me to sleep by the sea; Leave me alone with the soothing tone Of the south wind’s symphony. For I am weary of discord; Sick of the clash of this strife,— Sick of the bane of this prelude of pain, And I yearn for the sweet strains of life. Let me have my fill of the wide blue air. And the emerald cup of the sea, And an endless road blown bright and bare. And it is enough for me. For I am a rover and cannot stay. And blithe at heart am I, When free of strife and on a winding way, Beneath the great blue sky. show her kindness of heart in not grudging little pug-nosed Minnie her part in the play, she would leave her that—pride of her heart! As for her roller skate that had the wheels on—. Suddenly she was drawn from her lethargy into the present, living world. “—and America Johnson will be the leader of the ginger bread baby’s chorus.” “Come agin’?” Was it safe to trust her ears? The world seemed to turn before her. Did “teacheh” mean she was to be in the play after all? It couldn’t be possible though! The rest of the day passed for her like a dream. Forgotten were her attempts and failures at changing her complexion. She knew nothing till she fell trembling into the arms of her mother. “Ah’s gwine be in de play, mammy. Ah’s gwine be in de play!” Unheeded A Trizad By Lucy Kruchkoff We waltzed beneath the heavens’ velvet gaze And ’neath the full moon’s slender silver rays, But heeded not. Each starry eye that gleamed above us viewed Our midnight dance with youthful fire imbued, But heeded not. For we were shielded by love’s golden haze, And aught outside its glimm’ring fiery blaze We heeded not. age one hundred Dark Spots By Theodore Kinschner Opening of curtains reveals the interior of a store, ostensibly a pet shoppe, because of the small animals seen here and there in cages and enclosures. The right flat is made up of the entrance and show window, while the back flat simulates the usual side of a shoppe, blocked partially by a long counter running lengthwise across back-stage. The left side is comparatively plain, marked only by the rear window and door of the store. An easy chair is placed down stage on the left, and several stools are noticed in out of the way places. Jenk Hawkins, the owner of the shoppe, is moving about the store putting things in order and speaking comfortingly to his charges. He is humming lightly to himself. Hawkins is a gray-haired, kindly man between fifty and sixty. Neat in appearance, he gives an impression of kindness and of memories that color his old age. He still has a bright twinkle in his eye. Mrs. Gedricks enters. She is a rather flowery, gaudy, larger than portly woman who immediately impresses us as the type who flits aimlessly about, carrying a tiny dog under one arm, and wearing scenic dresses of magnanimous design. (We suspect strongly that she has come to buy another dog, as she is now without one.) Hawkins: (Looking up, and advanc- ing.) Good afternoon, madam. Mr8. Gedricks: Good afternoon. I have come to buy a dog. (There, we told you!) Hawkins: Certainly, madam. I am sure we can please you. Just what kind of a dog did you have in mind? Mrs. Gedricks: Well, I want a small dog, with fuzzy fur, baby-like Hawkins: Mrs. Gedricks: Hawkins: Mrs. Gedricks: Hawkins: Mrs. Gedricks: Hawkins: Mrs. Gedricks: eyes, a nice waggy tail, and short, thick legs. Do you keep that kind of dog? Won’t you come and see them? (They move over toward window' display. We hoped Hawkins would say,“No, madam, we drown that kind,” but Haw’kins has been in the business for many years and he probably knows best.) (Sparkling.) Oh, isn’t that one cute! May I see him closer? (Picking up the unfortunate puppy.) Certainly, here he is. He is a very nice dog. (Continuing with the tricks of the trade.) He wfon’t bark at machines, nor chew things, nor bother you at night. He’ll make a great friend, I’m sure. (Swayed visibly by his words.) I like him, and I believe I’ll take him with me. (Extends bill.) (Taking bill.) Yes, madam. Would you like a collar for him? Oh, yes, one with lots of shiny parts. (Hawkins picks one out of display, places it on the puppy, makes change, and hands both change and dog to Mrs. Gedricks.) (As Mrs. Gedricks turns to go.) Thank you, madam. Goodbye. (Leaving.) Good afternoon. (Exit.) Page one hundred one Young Man: Hawkins: Hawkins: Young Lady: Young Man: Hawkins wanders about shoppe, musing quietly to himself. Suddenly a crash and accompanying din are heard outside. Hawkins rushes to front entrance just in time to admit a young gentleman carrying in his arms a beautiful girl of twenty, apparently in a faint. (Maybe this should be feint.) Quick, where can I lay this lady? There’s been an accident. (Pointing.) Take my chair over there. (Young man places lady in chair, stands anxiously attending to her, while Hawkins hurries to back of counter for a glass of water.) (Returning.) Here’s some water. (Hands it to man, who attempts to revive the girl. She begins to show signs of life, (Ah, we knew she would), and, opening her eyes, gazes abstractedly about.) Oh, where am—Oh, I remember—the crash—(she shudders, and buries her face in her hands.) (Comfortingly.) There, there, be easy. You are safe now. (During this time, the young man is anxiously kneeling at her side. Showing signs of agitation would make the picture complete.) Hereupon the young lady first takes notice of the young man at her side, and as she scrutinizes him a noticeable change of expression passes over her features; while he, returning the meaningful gaze, flushes in his turn. Hawkins seems oblivious to all this. Hawkins: Is there anything I can do? Young Man: I would be indebted to you if you would go out and see whether you can find out more about this crash. Hawkins: Oh, yes, I’ll see what I can do. (Exits.) As soon as he leaves the room, the young lady rises abruptly from her chair and, turning toward the man, faces him squarely. Young Lady: Jerry, what is the meaning of this? What are you doing here? Jerry: Etta, I could ask those same questions of you. But, frankly, I’ve been looking for you these last two months. Etta: Nonsense, I thought you said you were through. Jerry: You don’t know how I’ve regretted those words, how I’ve longed for you, Etta. It was all a terrible mistake. Etta: It was not. You deliberately left. Jerry: But I didn’t know what a fool I was. That woman was a determined flirt, and when she laid lier plans, I fell for them You can’t realize what I’ve gone through. Etta: But you said—. (Interruption—Ah, we knew it, a disturbing element.) Mr8. Gedricks. ' (Breaking in.) Oh, pardon me, I came back to see the owner about this dog I Pape one hundred two bought just a while ago. I think I’d like him better without this black spot. And I— Jerry: (Rather savagely, nettled because of her interruption.) But, madam, the storekeeper is out. I don’t know anything about it. Mrs. Gedricks: Well, I suppose I’ll just have to get used to it. (Exit.) (Did we hear sighs of relief?) (Weakening.) Well, if you’ll promise not to go rushing off that way again, I— (Just at this moment, Hawkins enters.) Got what information I could, but I guess there’ll be quite a bill to repair the car. (He is still oblivious of any action or relation between the young man and lady.) Are you hurt, Miss? Oh, no, I guess it was mainly the shock of the moment. That was all. Well, that’s good. (He moves about the shoppe, looking to see that nothing is amiss. It may be that he is just a bit suspicious of this pair.) Jerry and Etta are talking quietly, and it seems someone is just about to speak when Mrs. Gedricks (that pest!) appears again. Mrs. Gedricks: (Spying Hawkins.) Oh, there you are. I was back once before about my dog, but I missed you, it seems. (Ah, so it does.) I didn’t quite like this black spot on him (exhibiting the poor creature), but I have changed my mind about it after all. I think I do like him. (She hugs him impetuously and nearly squashes him.) Hawkins: (Looking relieved.) Oh, I’m sure you’ll like him. (Innocently.) He really is a nice dog. Mrs. Gedricks: Yes, I think so too. (Turns to leave.) Well, goodbye, then. (Exit.) (Ah!) Jerry: (Turning to Hawkins.) Thank you, sir, for your help. The lady’s quite herself now (he looks brightly at Etta, who is standing radiantly at his side), and I too. (Hawkins arches a bit at these words but his features betray nothing.) Hawkins: I am very glad to have been able to help you. (Jerry and Etta go out smiling, and Hawkins looks out musingly after them. Soliloquizing.) H’m, they seemed to know one another. I wonder just what did happen here while I was gone. I’ll bet romance has been here again. After all these years, how it comes back to me—(he sinks into the chair, his hands folded placidly before him.) I was like him, and she (his voice breaks a bit) was like her. How clear it seems, and yet that great dark spot blurs it so. (His words come more and more slowly)—0, Elsie! (His head sinks slowly.) Curtain Etta: Hawkins: Etta: Hawkins: Page one htindred three The People’s Choice Although occupying the responsible position of class president, Sidney Vincent’s interests were always varied enough to permit active participation in school affairs. He early found an outlet for his oratorical powers as a member of the Debate Club, later representing his school on the team. When not busied with forensic affairs, he also found time to give his valuable assistance to Student Council, Senior Sponsor and French Club meetings. Should any vestige of doubt remain with anyone as to whether he was popular or not, a glance judicially cast elsewhere in this book, will reveal that he was the class choice for the most popular boy. Not content to allow the weaker sex to gain the upper hand on the Class Honor Roll, this versatile young man rallied to the cause. As a result, he found himself second on the list—the salutatorian of his class as well as president. Much to our surprise, Sidney revealed to us that reading was not his favorite occupation. An interest in athletics, both as participant and spectator, has proved a most beneficial pastime to him. When confronted with the inevitable question, “What is your ambition?” Sidney did not quail, but candidly admitted that he didn’t know just yet. His words in parting are, “It is certainly true that the academic training we receive in our stay here enables us not only to be better equipped to cope with future problems, but endows us with a more tolerant outlook on life, without which we can certainly never achieve true happiness.” The Conqueror Armed with paper and pencil, we glanced timidly into a room where a boy was sitting, engrossed in his book. Yes, it was Paul Zamecnik. We interrupted him rather nervously, introduced ourselves, and asked him to proceed. This is what we discovered: One morning, Cleveland received a great gift of the gods, for on the twenty-second day of November in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and twelve, our valedictorian first saw the light of day. When we asked if he had enjoyed himself at Glenvilie, we received a very emphatic affirmative. As proof, we list his activities while in Glenville. He was business manager of The Torch; Secretary of the January class; a member of the Hi-Y, Quill and Scroll, and Hikers’ Club. He played second fiddle in our Orchestra. His favorite hobby is—not studying— but tennis. His favorite vice? Right! Collecting nickels from delinquent Torch subscribers. “I think I received my greatest thrill from the first swimming race I took part in—the hundred-yard backstroke,” Paul confided. “I lay on my back in the water with both hands gripping the edge of the pool, muscles tense and nerves a-tingle, as the starter, fingering his gun, barked out, ‘Swimmers ready?’ Then came a second of breathless excitement followed by the sharp report of the gun, and my heart pounded wildly as the race was on. “My advice to the underclassmen? Develop yourselves both mentally and physically so that you will be the better equipped to challenge life.” Page one hundred four Mary By Mildred Ginsberg Our maid Mary on the “dyeing side” of sixty, is excruciatingly funny but doesn’t know it. She takes herself seriously! In her attempts at beauty is apparent a praiseworthy optimism and courage. Most women would have said resignedly (perhaps philosophically), “The Lord made me this way and meant me to look like this.” But not she! Armed with a bottle of dye and a love for color, she concentrates on her hair. I wish I knew the name of the concoction she uses. The color is one I have tried in vain to duplicate with diverse combinations from my paint box. It still proves elusive. Our days are fraught with surprises and conjecture. Will Mary’s hair be a light lavender, a dark purple, or an offshade of red? I believe she is the only woman I have ever seen who can achieve such peculiar shades. And I’ve lost wagers to my brother when she unexpectedly appeared with hair of a somber, mahogany hue. She is so changeable. Fashion dictators tell us that our coiffures will soon match our frocks in color. Mary was an exponent of their ideas even before the public was aware of the new trend. Her vari-colored tresses are worn in pompadour style and resemble nothing so much as an over-sized flattened pancake. Mary is gloriously indifferent to the prevailing mode. Her hats sit precariously on top of her head. She is unabashed at the stares that attest to her individuality. Because she is unconsciously original in choosing her clothes, her rainbow wardrobe abounds in striking combinations. It would be both kind and true to say that she has a vivid imagination. She actually believes her stories herself! I sometimes match tales with her but have been worsted in every battle. Alas, my powers of invention can’t begin to compete. If I bemoan my large feet, Mary will glance complacently down at her bony pedal extremities and say commiserat-ingly, “Yes, ain’t it too bad your feet is large? I wear only size five.” The clerk never sells her size five, though. A nurse in our home once gave her an old pair of oxfords (size seven, by the way), and Mary jubilantly told me that they were very comfortable and fitted her feet perfectly. Mrs. Malaprop has a close rival. I choke long and often because our maid always grows loquacious while I am eating. “Bridget O’Malley made a ‘beeyutiful groom’ at the wedding,” she confided “and lives in a new ‘department’.” “The English Channel is the worst ‘ocean’ of the Atlantic,” she assured me. When we were eating some cabbage and discussing vitamins, Mary said that she had wondered what the strange taste was due to. She “niver ate Vitamins before!” Contradicting herself many times, she makes her monologues more intriguing. I have often attempted to figure out how many times one statement has been revised. But I should get lost in a hopeless maze. She came to America twenty-five years ago (so she said), a sweet young thing of seventeen. Therefore, she should now be forty-two. According to her, she’s worked in a restaurant for ten years, and in homes for eight, ten, and six years respectively. And she has been with us for five. Figure it out for yourself. The number of first cousins she has in Cleveland varies from eighteen to twenty-six. The exact number? It will remain one of the unsolved mysteries to me. Their weddings, births, and wakes supply her Page one hundred five with fruitful topics. No relative of mine may be ill peacefully. I must listen to Mary’s harrowing accounts of fatalities that have resulted from a similar sickness. Love of talking isn’t a habit with her. It’s a passion. Try to get away when she has you buttonholed in her kitchen! The nearer you edge toward the door, the louder her voice becomes, even pursuing you up the stairs. An admirer of lemon pies told Mary how delicious her dessert was. But she never will again. The well-meaning woman was literally forced to stay in the kitchen for an hour and learn all the intricacies of piemaking while an impatient escort waited outside. Escape? Impossible. You don’t know Mary! Truly she means no harm, but our family is growing stout on her laugh fests. And we do so want to remain slim! Her love for Queenie, our highly “avoir-dupoised” dog, is a great force in her life. The poor dog is so fat now that she can barely waddle out for a constitutional. But our maid loyally and indignantly denies that Queenie is too “fleshy.” “It’s all muscle.” This summer while both our family and Mary were away, our dog was boarded out for a few months. She had almost svelte lines when we returned. Alas, Mary’s solicitious and tender care has brought her back to her former state of obesity. Truly, the fat of the land goes to her but she’s getting too particular. Refuses all vegetables except potatoes. That is a link between the two friends because potatoes are the mainstay of Mary’s diet. She looks with suspicion on all who refuse the mealy vegetable. Queenie’s progeny has for the most part been handed over to friends of Mary and we are constantly regaled with tales of our dog’s grandchildren. Especially are we told about one pup who was so ignorant that we had seriously considered calling him “Bliss.” No weather bureau is needed at home. We have Mary. Somehow or other, she contracted what she calls “rheumatiz,” and she forecasts immediately after the delivery of our morning paper. If the weatherman has been wrong, she has too. But she prefers to wait until it has actually started to rain or snow and then say complacently, “Sure an’ didn’t I know it was goin’ to rain—my feet’s been hurtin’ somethin’ awful. Be sure an’ take umbrellas wit ye!” She can’t be wrong then, or at least we can’t contradict her. Mother and I were upstairs one day, when all of a sudden we heard a fearful wailing. It sounded partly like static and partly as though someone were in pain. Queenie sounds like that too when my brother plays his violin and she “sings” with him. No, there our dog lay, snoozing by the radiator. So it couldn’t be she this time. She wasn’t snoring either. In perplexity, Mother and I looked at each other. The mournful notes becoming stronger, we hurried downstairs. And collapsed weakly on chairs. Mary was singing “My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean.” We have become accustomed to weird tones by this time, but the first few notes (before I discover the source) always startle me. There is some perverted instinct in Mary that makes her call out, “Get out of me kitchen, ye scamps. The cookies are hid in the closet.” She has succeeded in intimidating the entire household from our dog to my father. We forgive and understand her bluster because she has proven her real worth many times. Besides, is there anyone too old to enjoy fairy tales? Page one hundred six The Dogs Beyond By Signe Benson Time—The present. Place—Just outside “The Gate.” Characters—Bozo, a Scotch Terrier— Prince, a Boston Bull, and the Voice. Setting—A group of dogs are standing just outside a shining gate. Some of the dogs look forlorn, some look wistful; while some are joyfully playing a game called “Chase My Tail.” A brown and white Terrier gradually sidles up to a Boston Bull, who stands aloof, watching the game. Terrier: They seem to be having lots of fun. Do they always have such good times? Bull: Well, that depends on the in- dividual. I feel too old to take part in such puppy frolics. But you—you’re just a young pup, yourself. Are you a stranger here? Terrier: Yes, I’ve just arrived and I’m not used to this place yet. It must be beautiful inside. I suppose you’ve been in there? Bull: Oh, yes, I’ve been in but I prefer to stay out here. My name is Prince. May I ask what yours is? Terrier: Mine—oh, they call me Bozo. You say you’re allowed to go in? Well, why do they stay out here? Can’t they play inside? Why do some look so sad, while others are so happy? Prince: You see they are watching for their masters. Some of them, those who are so happy, have their masters up here; while the others are waiting for their masters to come. Look over there. Duke is anxiously searching for his mistress. Duke said that when he came here she cried; now she’s very ill and I think she is going to rejoin Duke soon. Bozo: Oh, look, here comes someone up the path. Perhaps it is she. Prince: No—see it is Buck’s master, that white collie leaping up to meet him. I’m glad; Buck has been pining for Master Carson. Bozo: Why, they’re going inside! Prince: Oh, yes, many of the dogs are too joyful to mingle with us when their masters come. Bozo: Why, there is a little boy crying over there. What is the matter? Didn’t he find his dog up here? Prince: That’s Billie, he has been here for just a little while. He said that when he came here his parents gave his dog. Jocko, away. Now Jocko is mourning for Billie and his present owners aren’t good to him. Bozo: Does every dog who comes up here, get a master? Prince: Yes. You see many children that come up the path never were allowed to have a dog. One of the pups that never had a master goes down the path, greets him, and they adopt each other. Bozo: You said you had been here a long time? Prince: Yes, a long time, ten years to be exact. Bozo: And your master hasn’t come yet? Prince: No. He hasn’t come yet! But when he does come, why I’ll be here to meet him. Where did you live while down there? Bozo: Come, I’ll show you. (Together they go down the path a bit, and stand peering down.) Bozo: Look, can you see, down there in Page one hundred seven that big white house? Prince: Why, it’s Master Dex, and he’s ill. He’s calling! Oh, Master Dex! Bozo: Why—why—do you know Master Dexter? Prince: Know Master Dex! Why I’ve been waiting for him these ten long years. Bozo: Ten years—Boston Bull named Prince. You must have been his dog when he was a little boy. Prince: Yes, yes. He got me on his seventh birthday. We spent five happy years together, then I got run over by a truck. And now, now perhaps he’ll be coming along the path! But you! Is Master Dex your master too? Bozo: Yes, he bought me a year ago. Oh, but he was good to me. He tramped and played many an hour with me. Last week, while on a hunting trip, the canoe tipped and Master Dexter and I were thrown out. I tried to swim but my head struck a rock and I sank down. Master Dexter must have been saved. Prince: Look, oh, look he is coming, he is! Voice: Prince, old pal! And you! You too! Bozo, you old scamp! (Three misty figures walk through the gate and disappear.) Sycamores By Ann Aronovitz Even though sunlight is fragrant and golden, Even though winds are soft, skies too are blue, Even though everything flowers in ecstasy, Their dreams are cold, for their dreams are true. They do not dream of the sun’s warm kisses. They do not hear the wind whispering low. Their leaves grow yellow when Spring’s breath is balmiest, Their eyes are dimmed by a white mist of snow. They know the sun’s kisses, fragrant and warm, Change into hot, blighting kisses of Death, They know that winds change from whispering zephyrs Into wild demons that shriek in their wrath. They can see snow when the earth’s steeped in fragrance, They dream of night while the larks pierce the air, They are the outcasts, old with their knowledge, Theirs is the wisdom that makes for despair. Springtime casts shadows of gloom over winter, Darkness grows blacker when seen by a light, Death grows in terror, as Life becomes sweeter, Noontide brings nearest the poignance of Night. Page one hundred eight W interlandschaft By Helen L. Meyer King Winter had passed the night squandering his cherished snowflakes to garb a naked earth. Every ghost-blossom, mission-bent, fell like a soft little prayer; and in the morning sun, the blanketed snow lay like the soul of Heaven stretched over the world. The hills made a white, undulating sea, festooned with lean-boughed trees. Nearby a tangle of grapevine and sumac was bent low with what appeared to be fallen clouds. As I gazed, enthralled, two cardinals dipped and flamed by! Oh, the poignant grandeur of their red flight! Upon every object lay impartially the cloak of make-believe. The timid, flat-spread bush that had clung, panic-stricken, to the kingly oak, now stood upright, in its arms an exultant burden. Smothered with furry balls of snow that looked like open roses, it day-dreamed. Beside it, the conical pine, tiny and exquisite, reared itself like a Japanese cupola. And there, in all its regal state was a lavish birthday cake at least a hundred layers high. Or was it merely a frost-laden shrub? A gleaming path stretched before me, canopied above by a network of slender tree tops—each bough ridged deep with dazzling white. Those rhythmic, snow-steeped limbs seemed like a lovely chant, ineffably low and pensive. I felt the tugging of the black slimbodied trees towards each other across the breadth of the carpeted aisle! I caught the flash of the silver-bladed branches as the sun for an instant winked upon them. Silver blades, truly! Slender, blinking swords crossed to form a nuptial arch. Miles of them, pointed with white fire, ceiled the velvet path. They were held aloft by upright figures, clad in steel armor. Stiffly erect, like statuettes of black marble, the strange knights stood motionless. I walked towards one of them and peered curiously into his face. Yes, the creature breathed. There was even a twinkle in his dark eye. All about me enormous palaces of ice scaled dizzy heights in the sky, so that the pale clouds were their banners. They bore a vague resemblance to castles I had built in Spain, but their structural perfection put to shame my imagination. I seemed to see the fulfilment of a mighty dream interpreted in their crystal massiveness, in their soaring turrets and fretted domes. I turned from a charmed survey, roused by the sweet blaring of trumpets. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and all the clear, fluty notes tumbled blithely about me. They swarmed nearer, provocative and irrepressible, till the air seemed alive to their sweetness. Then all but the echoing ceased and I opened my eyes with a pleasurable thrill of expectancy. The pageant, advancing beneath the arch of swords, scintillated bravely in the sunlight. It was in truth an “argent revelry, with plume, tiara and all rich array.” As I gazed, the strains of Lohengrin’s march came to me, clear and sweet. A wedding! There were the pretty bridesmaids, twelve of them in all, like a dozen fail-white lilies. Slim, gay youths laughed eagerly, with furtive glances at dimpled maidens. Smiles flashed, jewelry glittered; perfume hovered everywhere in low clouds, gentle and suggestive. I saw childish figures in wisp-like frocks scattering handfuls of rose petals and dancing on merry little feet. Plumpbreasted, cooing doves circled about happily. A little white dog yapped excitedly along. Page one hundred nine 1 mingled with the crowds, forgetful of self and obsessed with curiosity. I pressed nearer till I skirted the fringe of adorers about the blissful couple. A long, quivering gasp of admiration broke from my lips as I looked first at one, then the other. The groom was built like a Viking, brown as a nut, with a smile like a young sun. The very sweep of his hair from his clear, high forehead, the set of his cleanmuscled shoulders revealed courage and adamant will. At his side was a superb creature, deliciously slim and straight. The small, dark head was proudly sculptured; the fine eyes, “blue-affrayed,” splendid and sweet. Gay little lights mated themselves in the curve of her lips, tremulously seductive. Her throat was a firm, white column, touched at the base with a bit of spangled net. The vibrant quality of her person was evidenced in every movement and contour. They would be ideally compatible, I told myself wisely. He, like the new year, and she like a beautiful inspiration! New Year. Why had I entertained that notion? Yet it wasn’t altogether absurd. No. To be sure, it was beautifully plausible. Why, he was the New Year! And she? She was Hope. For, who but Hope could look ahead with such gallant blue eyes? Who but Hope could give, and smile, and suffer—and still see Camelot through the darkness? They were setting out together, the New Year and Hope. The one so strong and confident, the other so patient and brave. They bade a spirited, not at all reluctant farewell to friends and loved ones. With an eager light in their eyes and a song on their lips, they turned away from anxious arms and warm hearts to where the shadows claimed them. I permitted myself a wee smile and one unabashed tear as they departed, hand-in- hand. I wondered whether the path they trod was beset with many dangers—if there were mountains to scale and rivers to bridge. Perhaps there were those selfsame obstacles that Pilgrim had encountered. But I knew that, no matter what the lurking evils, those steady hearts would never falter. For they were made of finer stuff. I gazed after them long and silently, till their figures were erased from my vision. I sighed and smiled and, when I turned, the tall knights and the castles had gone and there were only the silver-bladed trees and that endless stretch of passive whiteness. To a Pal By Ted Kearns Oft’ times when I dream, I dream of you. I dream of the things we used to do, I dream of the things we used to say, I dream of each happy yesterday, I dream of each olden, golden while, Then I awake, on my lips a smile. The Stream Iiy Florence Wonnacott Up among the forests, Where the trees are always green. There’s a little stream a-sparkling, Like the jewels of a queen. Down the hills it trickles And o’er the meadows wide, Then roaming in a shady nook. As if it sought to hide. Is it not a wanderer. This little stream of mine, As it laughs among the forests, Near the stately trees of pine? Page one hundred ten In the Limelight What has General Grant to do with our valedictorian, Ruth Goldstein? Why does she defend him so whole-heartedly against the world? The secret’s out now! On April twenty-seventh both Ruth and General Grant endowed the world with their personalities. The most exciting event in Ruth’s life occurred when she was four years old. Her father had given her a beautiful ball which she cherished. Grief ensued when her toy rolled into the street. The fact that a horse was standing over her possession caused no concern. If the ball was in the street and under a horse, there was nothing left to do but crawl under the animal. She did. The horse lifted his foot. In the succeeding confusion, Ruth was rescued, uninjured. But she imagined that she had been saved from certain death, although most likely, the horse was a mild creature. When other ideas fail, she writes her theme commemorating this experience. Ruth would walk a mile for that toothsome delicacy—an almond bar. Yes, sir, that’s her weakness. Books of all sorts, from detective stories to “Jean-Christophe,” furnish enjoyment for Ruth, but to get distant radio stations gives her the greatest thrill. Glenville’s loss will be a gain for the College for Women. Ruth says in parting: “It is very difficult not to become sentimental at the thought of leaving Glenville. Some of us intensely wish to live over wasted minutes, but all are taking away beautiful memories of fine friendships and influences.” Words from the Wise Station G. H. S. broadcasting on a frequency of 500 tricycles by authority of H. H. C. and H. M. T. Incorporated. Our first feature will be a talk by Theodore Kinschner on “My advancement from a lonely sophomore to the presidency of the June Class.” Mr. Kinschner: “Good morning, fellow students. I have always enjoyed executive positions, since I can use my gavel freely, without interruption. During my term as president of the Student Council and Hi-Y, I made and broke records in order. Activities I have participated in have been beneficial and enjoyable. No doubt you have heard me play my saxophone in the school band and discuss vital subjects on the debate team. On the Torch the features will be more and more improved, since I am Feature Editor. Walking is my favorite indoor and outdoor sport and I have practiced miles in and around the building. Any organizations I joined provided exercise. My work has gained for me fifth place on the class honor roll. Take my advice. Don’t read light fiction. I suggest you read treatises of biographical and philosophical nature. Improve your mind. You may someday use it. In closing I wish to say a few words. School furnishes us with our chief interest during a dozen years of our life. I wonder if we appreciate the true worth of our education. We owe an immeasurable debt to our school.” Page one hundred eleven Ashes By Gertrude Beyer and Mamie Kates The Fire of Love is an overpowering force which kindles in us either good or evil. When it involves and endangers our ideals, we must be cautious lest our soul be burnt to ashes. (As the curtain rises, a cozy sitting-room greets our eyes. A cheerful fire burns brightly in an old-fashioned hearth and casts friendly rays in all directions. Strange to say, our attention is directly drawn to the mantelpiece whereon rest the pictures of two young men. We have only time to note that the other furnishings of the room blend very harmoniously, for the door on the right is thrust open and Mary, a modern miss of high ideals, is literally blown into the room by a gust of wind. It also contrives to accompany her in and, unobserved, hurls one of the pictures into the flames. Mary tosses her hat on a nearby chair, goes at once to a desk in a farther corner and glances eagerly through the letters heaped up on it.) Mary: (Disappointedly) No letter from either—though I have always received their mail on Tuesday and at this time. I wonder—Harry was so moody and nervous when he was last with me. Jim did say he felt as though something were going to happen—something dreadful. (With shrug of shoulders.) How foolish of me to think such thoughts. (She then steps to the fire and instinctively glances up at the mantelpiece while we hold our breath.) Why—why, where is Harry’s picture? (Looks hurriedly about, then her eyes turn to the fire. She kneels and discovers the half-burnt portrait.) You in the fire— burnt to ashes. (In a daze Mary picks up the fragments and carries them with her to a chair facing the fire close at hand. She sits down to be enveloped in the chair’s comforting softness. Her voice gradually grows fainter and fainter.) Harry—my friend —No, No!—I’m just overwrought—so tired—no letters—his picture in the fire— burnt—ashes. (Pause.) Tired —picture in ashes—Harry in fire—poor boy—Jim in fire? (Frightened and plaintively.) No, God please, no, no! (The fire blazes cheerfully no more. In accepting the victim which the ill-designing wind had given to it, the flames had lost all warmth. They became a malignant force radiating sinister greed. The fire now burns low as if in shame. The friendly rays, recalled, leave the room to gloomy shadows. We faintly discern black, dusky objects moving restlessly from one part of the room to another. These observations are interrupted, however, by the entrance of Mrs. Dustin, Mary’s mother, and Harry Trames, Mary’s “poor boy.” They enter from the door on the left.) Mrs. Dustin: My, how dark and gloomy it is in here. (Turns on lamp Page one hundred twelve that stands by the desk as she advances to the center of the stage.) Harry: (Following her, cautiously.) Does she know? Mr8. Dustin: No. Harry: (Anxiously.) When are you going to tell her? Mrs. Dustin: As soon as she comes in. My little girl—it’s all been decided for her. Harry: (Trying to convince himself.) She was impartial—she liked us equally well—didn’t she? Mrs. Dustin: (Assuringly.) Why of course. Mary oftentimes confided in me that she didn’t know which one of you she preferred. Harry: (Questioningly.) Yet, she seemed to favor him more, lately. Mrs. Dustin: I never noticed— Harry: (Certain.) But I’m sure, that’s why I—(pause). Mrs. Dustin: What?—Harry—What? Harry: Nothing, I was just thinking. (He goes to the window In the door and peers out while Mrs. Dustin makes herself comfortable on the ample couch resting against the wall on the right side — well front.) I wonder when Mary will return. Dare I face her?—I-I-I feel so guilty. Mrs. Dustin: (Shocked.) Guilty! Harry: I must tell you—it’s killing me—I can’t sleep—eat—or anything since that awful night. Mrs. Dustin: (Sympathetically.) Come, sit here and tell me. It must have been dreadful for you. But why should you feel— Harry: (Boldly.) Guilty? (Advances towards her and suddenly blurts out) I was the cause of it all—the cause of the accident. Mrs. Dustin: (Puzzled.) You—you the cause of the—the accident— but how is it possible? Harry: (Growing more and more worked up.) I compelled him to go out that night. He was studying as usual—I was jealous. I couldn’t study, just couldn’t. I was determined that he should not either. Mary must not have the chance to be more proud of him than of me. Mrs. Dustin: (Reproaching.) Harry! Harry: I was insane—then came the accident. (Angry.) Now gloat over me. Mrs. Dustin: (Motherly.) But why should I? You poor boy—his best friend, too. Harry: (He kneels at her side, plead- ing.) Don’t call me that. Since the time we began to vie for Mary’s favor, I have not been a true friend. We began to be rivals—bitter rivals then. Mrs. Dustin: Didn’t you—don’t you realize that you let your love become unworthy of her?—that you have destroyed Man’s greatest gift—a true pal? Harry: (Confused.) My love (slowly) has turned everything to ashes. (Bitterly and sorrowfully.) Oh! will I never forget that awful night?—the wreck — flames — Jim — my friend Jim, (significantly) ashes. (Put his head in her lap.) (In a true motherly fashion, Mrs. Dustin soothes him and cuddles him. In a while without further speech, they both rise and leave the room. The Page one hundred thirteen embers of the fire are glow- torn picture in her hand.) ing dimly, and save for its Mary: (Half-awake.) But then crackling there is no sound but that of a man’s sobbing, which subdues but whose faintness is re-echoed by the crying of a woman. Our Mary rises and wipes away the tears. She still holds the they said it was Jim—who was in the fire. Jim in the fire? No—Jim will always be on the mantelpiece. Harry is in the fire—his soul burnt to ashes. Curtain Out of the Darkness By Orrin C. SUTHERN Outside the wind howled dismally. Snow seeped in through the chinks of the log house. A raven’s sharp, raucous cry was distinguished high up the mountain side. The husband, sitting at the bedside of his dying wife, heard, shuddered. Three nights he had watched thus. Three nights the storm had swept through the valley. Tonight would be the last. She would die. He knew it. That was inevitable. But the company could have prevented this. The coal company with its financiers, producers, operators. Veritable overseers. He was a slave. His wife was a slave. He had no money. It was the company that sent the doctor, when it was too late. The doctor with his sneering, flint-like face. Did he care whether a slave’s wife died or not? Ha! No. A bestial frenzy seized him. Striding to the wall he seized and hurled to the floor the candle by which the room was dimly lighted. Then a change of feeling. He sat down bowing his head in his hands. Silence, except for the labored breathing of the fast ebbing soul on the bed, the howl of the swirling wind, and the raven’s harsh cry. Slowly the night wore on. It approached midnight. Still the storm howled. Nearer came the raven’s cry. Nearer, nearer, harsh and cold. Its voice disturbed the soul battling within its human walls. She moaned with regaining consciousness. “Johnnie,” she breathed, “come to me.” Johnnie, deep in a troubled sleep, did not hear. The raven answered, “Caw, caw!” The girl, her brow bathed with perspiration, essayed to rise,and crying,“Johnnie!” fell back as her weary soul winged its way to heaven. Startled from his slumber, he awoke with the cry tingling in his ears. Too late the raven’s raucous cry mocked him as it, ill omened bird, fled through the dismal night. The storm began to abate. The wind’s howl changed to a moan. The moon coming from behind a cloud peered coldly over the hill, sending a ray far down the valley through the window of the cabin, throwing its light on the weary face of the sleeping one. As John looked at the face of his wife, strangely calm and peaceful, and as the terrib'e truth sank into his mind, the smouldering fires of rage broke into a fierce flame. Anger filled his heart. An insane madness, his mind. Anger against the doctor who could have saved her. Anger, maniacal fury possessed him. He seized his rifle from its place on the wall, flung wide the cabin door and dashed madly up the hill toward the doctor’s house. His tramping feet pounded out the single word. Revenge! Revenge! Late as it was, in the house on the hill a party was in progress. Men and women were being “wined and dined,” in strange contrast with the scene in the valley below. Page one hundred fourteen All the mining company officials were there with their wives. At this moment the assembled guests were gathered around the doctor. There was a pause, momentarily. A toast was proposed to the physician—“Health and long life.” A shot rang out. The doctor, a red stain growing on his breast, fell forward—dead. Pandemonium reigned. The telephone was pressed into action. A revengeful searching party formed. Tracks in the snow led to the abandoned hut, then away, where they were lost in the shifting snows. “Never worry,” assured a police inspector, a new arrival, “we’ll get him yet.” When dawn broke, cold and clear, John was far away. He knew he would be pursued and caught sooner or later, but still he went on rejoicing in his new found liberty. But he was penniless, homeless, hunted by his fellowmen, haunted by the knowledge of his crime. One day as the sun was setting in the west and spreading its red golden glow over the country side, he approached a small church on the outskirts of a tiny borough. He entered. A service was in progress. The priest was saying, “Come unto me all ye that travail and are heavy laden and I will refresh you.” He knelt and poured out his soul before God. After the service, he told his story to the kindly priest who counselled him saying, “You have broken the law. I can but say that it is only right for you to go back. That will be the best and noblest thing to do.” So John returned. The trial was quick, for the verdict was decided beforehand. Trust the company to fix that. “Death,” decided the jury, “death in the chair.” All protests were unavailing. He was to die at midnight. At ten minutes of twelve a reporter in the waiting room of the jail stirred from his slumber. A clang of iron doors announced the beginning of the death march. Slowly the steps receded in the distance. Complete silence. Suddenly the lights dimmed. The reporter sighed, placed his note book in his pocket, and went out. “A Young Man’s Fancy” By Ann Aronovitz High, high up in the clear blue sky, The happy lark trills all day long; And far, far below in the silver sea The laughing waves echo his song. The young zephyr sighs in his dreamless sleep, And the wood-thrush sings to its mate, And the dream-filled hours of the fragrant morn Seem to creep through a golden gate. The white rose opens her fragrant heart And drinks of the silver dew. And the violet hides in a mossy nook And bows her bright head so blue. O, the laughing waves, and the lark, my dear, And the rose, and the violet blue, And the zephyr young that sighs in his sleep, Are a tribute of Nature to you. Page one hundred fifteen Sonnet By Ruth Lilyan Ginsberg A youthful love, my friend, is not for you To chide, or crush beneath your smiling scorn, And, ridiculing loud the trusting two, Destroy the seed of liking in them born; For nothing has the power so complete Of cool disdain, to bring about its ends; And what in fleeing is more surely fleet When shattered joy the bonds of young love rends? The wayward brooklet’s course is youth’s caprice, Uncertain wind that breathes on life’s sweet spring. And if it chance to rest, in shy release Of feelings that as yet do fear no sting, On youth or maid seeming of kindred mind,— Wise elder, to the fancy pray be kind! Unshackled let youth love and sing and dance For in gay happiness lies sweet romance. Falling Waters By Ruth Goldstein ‘ Can’t you see now why I had to come to you?” The silence that ensued seemed to stifle the man, to threaten his very life’s breath, and he instinctively raised his head to cast off the choking sensation. “There was no way to prove it,” continued the gentle voice which pierced his heart with its words. “My husband trusted your father too much to require a —a receipt for the bonds.” Stephen Ashdon writhed in the agony of the revelation. “How am I to know, then, that it is true?” His voice held a pleading note in its assumed defiance. The slight, shabbily-clad figure stiffened as if it had been struck, but the firm voice answered quietly, “I need not tell you it is so.” Stephen’s eyes were drawn to her face as by an unseen hand—yes, she was right. That set face,—harrowed by suffering, but strengthened by determination; those eyes—pleading, convincing, fearful, left no room for doubt. It was “so.” The visible forms of the thoughts which tormented him seemed to darken the room with their hideousness. After a long while, “I shall need some time to think this over, Mrs. Graham,—what is your address?” When she had left, he stood immobile in the center of his attractive studio and stared at its charming accoutrements, not with an eye to their outward beauty, Page one hundred sixteen but to their insidious significance. Why, all these things that he had so enjoyed buying these last two weeks—even the railroad ticket which had brought him to this new life in Buffalo, were not his. They belonged to Mrs. Graham. Five years ago. That was the year he had met Amy, when they had moved to Ohio. Oh—! But Amy! The thought of her sent a chill of dread coursing through his body. All afternoon he struggled with this crushing discovery which had shattered his young assurance and buoyant spirit. It was a stupendous shock to the young man, testing his sea-legs on the ocean of life, to find the support of family honor and achievement snatched from under him. He tried to paint a little, but he was so distraught by his emotions that he abandoned brush and palette in disgust. At night he was still bewilderedly wrestling with the problem,—but in morning’s light, viewing the situation with the eyes of irrepressible youth, he was more cheerful. After all, the woman had no real claims on him; it was absurd to suppose that he—an artist, with his success still a dubious question of the fnture—should be left penniless because another had,—well, dishonestly acquired his fortune. That afternoon, roaming the streets of Buffalo with eyes alert to the newness of it all, he felt immensely relieved. Why not! He was young, he had a promising career and a fortune which no inconvenient old lady could wrest from him. And he was going to see his “girl.” At this thought his heart sang, in accord with the cheery summer day and the blitheness of the birds. It was some club of Amy’s that had planned this excursion to Niagara Falls. In the genial atmosphere of the crowded automobile, Stephen felt a wave of pride in his youth, his vitality and the knowledge of requited love, engulf him in its warmth. Stephen had never seen the Falls before, and as they walked from their cars to a point of vantage, his comrades teased him for his gross neglect. But laughter fled from his lips and his eyes clouded with a feeling of such overwhelming awe as he had never before experienced. The sight of that stupendous cataract dwarfed his importance. Before the glory of its sun-tinted leaping waters, he and his puny affairs paled into nothingness. It was sunset and the dying day brought him a vision. On the brink of a fearful, cavernous abyss stood a woman. Her attitude spoke eloquently of abject misery and utter hopelessness and from her tortured eyes a never-ending flow of burning tears gushed to sear the ground with their pain. It was Nature, another Niobe weeping for the age-old wrongs of her multitude of children. But that which wrung a strangled cry of horror from Stephen, was the sight of a misty hand, which in its effort to snatch a small ornament from the woman’s throat, seemed about to hurl her struggling figure into the crashing cataract of her own tears. Stephen could bear to see no more, but as he turned away he knew he had found an answer. Tomorrow he would renounce the fetters of his tainted fortune. His repressed emotions made his body taut and rigid. Amy, finding no response in him, sought balm for her hurt pride in the geniality of the others. Poor Stephen, seeing her superficial gaiety, felt a greater agony of soul than before. The night was purgatory—morning, an unspeakable torture. It was summer in Lamden Town, but the frosts of an eternal winter gripped the heart of one of its inhabitants. The bricklayers erected walls to house the growing quarrytown on foundations of song and laughter, but one man mixed his bitterness of soul with the mortar. The world was bright, while Stephen Ashdon moved in a haze of sorrow, and disillusionment. His Page one hundred seventeen life was empty but complete. He suffered and was in ecstasy. He had never forgotten what might have been, but the memory of his Vision-Woman never left him, and the intensity and vividness of it had not dimmed with time. He often thought of the Falls, but could never bring himself to revisit them. The Falls! What were they? Just drops of water, living molecules massed together. Falling waters—molding his destiny. Cross-Sections She sauntered down the street seemingly oblivious of her surroundings when suddenly an agitated cry, “Lady! Lady!” rent the air. Thinking someone was in dire distress, she hurriedly retraced her steps in the direction of the voice, when she heard, “Lady! You bad little doggie! Where have you been?” Adeline Leopold. Graceful and serene, the tall willows kept watch over the swiftly flowing brook. Like a rigid army of immovable sentinels they remained at their posts, seemingly unaware of anything but their mighty selves. Suddenly came a strong gust of wind which bore down upon the troop like an avenging enemy. At last the trees were forced to bend before this tempest as if paying tribute to a superior power. Aileen Goldman. They were so quiet, so intent on their tasks. Their faces were immobile, they sat as Chinamen, motionless, silent, sit at prayer before Bhudda. For long hours, from sunrise to sundown, even into evening did they sit on the narrow wooden plank and torture themselves for their idol. The murmur of cool waters, the incessant glare of the hot sun above, the shade of the green trees were all as one to them. They loved the discomforts, the glare of the sun, the mocking coolness of the water and the far away green of the trees—all these helped them achieve their desire. Suddenly a gleaming object flashed before their eyes; they grew tense. Perhaps their idol had sent them a sign. They caught the offering and examined it in their hands. All displaved gratitude and pleasure. Well satisfied with the reward of their idol, were these fishermen who sat in the light of the sun. Gussie Himmel. Page one hundred eighteen They were peering in a store window, eagerly discussing the respective merits of the articles therein. Impulsively he took her hand, and despite her embarrassed demurring, coaxed her into the shop. When they emerged, her left hand was flashing self-consciously on his arm. Virginia Buss. As I gazed at the kitten lying in front of the cheery blaze in the fireplace, I could not help thinking that it would have made a lovely sketch for an artist. The tiny, little creature was curled up in a fuzzy ball with its head resting upon its front paws. The fire cast a glittering light on its black shiny fur and brought out the silkiness of its soft coat. As I stroked her sleek back, the kitten gave a comfortable yawn and blinked at the fire with contented eyes. Erline Braunlich. The motion of the paddlewheel had long been stilled and now the water trickled uselessly through the blades. The shingles from the roof were deposited in a thick carpet of moulding wood around the outside walls. The paint was peeling from the rotten boards and the name of the old mill was only faintly discernible. Within, the floor-boards were separated by wide cracks and at numerous places, where at one time flying belts whirred, yawning holes gaped, not unlike hungry, black mouths. Overhead, the giant fly-wheels were slowly disintegrating into red rust. A scene, truly, of utter desolation! William Winn. Seating herself in a pool of sunshine, she rolled the evasive ball around and around her, until at last she caught the playful prey in her chubby hands. Then she, like a curious little kitten, proceeded to try it as an edible delicacy. Disappointed in her efforts, she puckered up her tiny face for a tearful shower. Edith Stein. The men, huddled in the doorway, stood like so many sheep, obtaining as much warmth as possible from their proximity. Dim figures hurrying down the shadowed way, almost running, to gain protection. Cars, scurrying to and fro, hastily seeking refuge from the chill and cold. Dogs, cats, shivering in the same alleyway, yet snarling and spitting at the slightest provocation. Cleveland in a snow storm! Daves Kaye. The Annual Board wishes to extend its grateful appreciation to Harold Koskinen of the June graduating class, for devoting so much of his time to the printing of names beneath the pictures of both classes. It was an undertaking that demanded professional skill and we feel that Harold has achieved unusual results. Page one hundred nineteen Living Drama The Master Builder . . Miss Davies School for Scandal . . NotGlenville Ghosts..................Our Alumni Strange Interlude . From 10B thru 12A The Ideal Husband . David Steinicke The Ideal Wife . . Charlotte Hamlin The Good Matured Man . Oscar Turner Anns and the Man . . Dan Horwitz Our Betters......................Blank Comedy of Errors . . A Test Paper Doctor's Dilemma . Chuck Levy’s Brain The Father .... Mr. MacRae Building of the Ark . The Auditorium The Contrast . . Zamecnik, Sharer David Garrick . . . Sanford Zieve Beyond Human Power . Sam Raskind The Dance of Life . 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That Basketball The Man of Destiny . Sidney Vincent The Great God Brown . Manny Weiss The Three Musketeers By Ruth Ginsberg Eddie Shenker—noble Athos, Of darkling and mysterious mien; Sanford Zieve the fair Aramis— An actor he has also been. Bernie Rubin, warrior bold. Has Porthos’ muscles manifold. But did you ever see the like? When they worship at frail shrine. Not one, or two, but all at once For love of the same lass do pine. Now it is our Celia L.— Maiden dark of eye and hair; Then it is the golden—(?) And there you have “Les Mousquetaires. Ambiguities Flossie’s got a strong “Fisher” line. Don’t shortweigh—Lloyd. Give a “Fulton.” What “Hertz” Jules? Want Ad: One “Goodman.” Apply— Ruth. Jean’s sure “Dunn” it this time. Lawrence, a “Laddin” Glenville. Vera, a “Field” of blooming personality. Has Arthur “Gottesman?” Does Milton “Levy” taxes? Robert really is “Jacobson.” Mildred’s one of many “Janes.” Martha ‘Brooks” all obstacles. Does Goldie “Presser” clothes? A “Budin” Glenville—Frieda. Harold “Wood” do that! Page one hundred twenty Senior Royalties King . . . Theodore Kinschner Prince Popularity . . Sam Bernstein Prince Charming . . Mark Follman King's Attendants— Lord Handsome . . Kenneth Cline Lord Laughter . . Melvin Triester Lord Jazz . . . Donald Newman Lord Cuteness . . Harold Wood Lord Inquisitive . Arthur Turner Lord Shyness . . David Kikstadt Lord Responsibility . Arthur Mentall Crown Princess . . Gertrude Beyer Print ess of Minutes . Aileen Goldman Princess of Practicality . Beatrice Miller Crown Princess' Attendants— Lady Wit . . Dorothy Herzberg Lady Laughter . . Eva Bergman Lady Gentility . Margileth Garber Lady Cuteness . . . Mary Kline Lady Inquisitive . . Jean Dunn Lady Modesty . Eleanor Walkowick Lady Responsibility . Adeline Leopold Grand Duke of Originality . L. Schonberg Grand Duchess of Originality Helen Meyer Marquis Sarcastic . Wilbur Gluckman Marquis Likeable . . Robert Fish Marquise Likeable . . 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Edward Eldridge Davidson By Aileen Goldman MOORE NOYES is made by DAVIDSON Than any man I know; He’s YOUNG and HARDY as true FLINT And quite a LONGFELLOW. He BURNS his BRIDGES everywhere, MILLAY dees for him fall; He’s WHITTIER than other youths And ever leads them all. But TRAUBEL enters in this tale, Our hero gives a sigh; His HARTE is captured by a maid Who in HERFORD passed by. “Please TURNER ound and LETTS get wed,” He calls to this fair lass; But she looks at him in dismay, And says, “You ARNDT my class.” Now DAVIDSON has changed his ways, He’s MOODY and he’s GRAVE; No longer does he lead the boys And how he will behave. Again he’s WOOD his lady dear, And this time he has won; But TAYLOR heads—he surely lost— We pity DAVIDSON. Page one hundred twenty-one Senior Melodies It Pays to Advertise Your Best Friend Won't Tell You . . The right answer Always the Highest Quality . Grades all the teachers give Absolute Satisfaction Guaranteed . . . The Cafeteria Sold Everywhere .... Mashed potatoes and peas Children Cry For It .... Shortened programs For All the Family ....................Open house night Delicious and Refreshing .... Boys’ gym suits 57 Varieties ..........................Lab. experiments There's a Reason . Why is the cooking-room mobbed? The Perfect Gift ..................................H. M. T. Keep That Schoolgirl Complexion . Henry Rubinfeld You'll Feel Our Welcome .... Senior Sponsors A Sensible Habit ...............................Tenth Hours It Floats .............................The swimming team A Favorite for Generations . . . Intelligence tests Ask the Man Who Owns One .........................A “pony” Built to Endure .............................The Aud. Watch Us Grow ...........................Charles Levy Say It With Floivers .... Boys at Commencement Exclusive But Not Expensive . . . Class Dances Protect the Enamel . . Don’t study too hard, Sophs. Four Out of Five Have It Wrong teachers’ library cards Two In One ...................................Ida and Ruth Glenville 3:27 Glenville Orchestra Teachers vs. Bluffers Bluffers vs. Teachers . . . R. H. Klein Desk Inscriptions ..........Test Days The Answers . . . . Flunker . 12A’s ...................70 Diploma • . . Finals Report Cards Commencement Commencement Flowers June Vacation College You're the Cream in My Coffee Outside ..................... Crazy Rhythm You Wouldn't Fool Me (?) My Inspiration Is You Blue Shadows I Never Knew How About Me I'll Get By (?) . . It All Depends on You If I Had You My Troubles Are Over Birth of the Blues My Heart Stood Still Roses of Yesterday Things Look Wonderful Now Good News .... Follow Through Page one hundred tu-enty-tico Misdirected Energy Trying to show Mr. Bahner who’s boss. Waiting around to see Mr. Towne crack a smile. Trying to catch up with all of Mr. Boyd’s subleties. Trying to kid Mrs. Holsinger. Trying to get Mr. Conrad to believe that you’re really going to your grandmother’s funeral. Trying to tell Mr. Aldrich one that he hasn’t heard. Trying to argue with the 0. D. at the front door. Trying to get 100 per cent homerooms to subscribe to the Annual. Trying to convince Mr. Cully that even if you are two credits behind, you ought to graduate. Going—Going—Gone! Recitation, Hesitation, Explanation, Extrication, Examination, Degradation, Notification, Transportation. Class Song—Exquisite. Faculty Stares—Freezing. Foreheads—Clammy. Special Features—Rank. Student Address—Scorching. DIPLOMAS—Hot Diggity! Ain’t Life Gran-n-d? So Arthur M. is to succeed Martha Lee? What’s the password, Rose S. and Leo B.? Congratulations, Paul and Ruth! The two musketeers make themselves at home, don’t they? Page one hundred twenty-three Sam A. and Irving K., the big show men! Book Reviews There is Confusion Our Halls Our Mutual Friend . The Bell Rough Road Geometry Prisoners Tenth Perioders A Pair of Iilue Eyes . Miss McHannan’s Silent Places Aud. and Library Return of the Native . . . AP.G. Intimate Strangers Teachers What Cana Man Believe . . Women Free Soil Outside The Adding Machine Irving Katz Amazing Interlude Lunch Les Miserables . We Students To Have and to Hold Diploma Buried Alive Tenth Period What Every Woman Knows . Plentv The Man Who Laughs Mr. Bahner Tremendous Trifles Grades The Co-ed Helen Meyer So Big Katherine O’Brien A nother Co-ed . Ruth Goldstein Strife Bill Gluckman and Anyone Class Comics Wash Tubbs Lester Schonberg Freckles Sam Abrams Gozy . Mel Triester Oscar Seymour Cohen Jada . Lillian Green Tagalong Orville Strong Roxy Rose Braun Salesman Sam Sam Bernstein Boots Dorothy Spring Min Rachael Blitstein Brother Billy Sanford Fredricks Jerry on the Job . Robert Fish Babe Leila Hanna Uncle Walt . George Diederich Cora . Mildred Ginsberg Phyllis . . . Joan Poirier Vi ... Margileth Garber Jiggs Lloyd Fulton Professor Bob Garber Bobby Thatcher Jean Berk Jimmie Mark Follman Elmer Leo Baker Ferdy Borris Leavitt Lulu .... Rose Schneider Horace Gerson ChertofT Jeff ... . Clarence Dorfman Steve Philip Chennel Krazy Katz . Irving and Aaron Pete .... Kenneth Cline Little Ann Adeline Leopold Mom and Pop . B. Kessler, B. Gluckman Daddy Warbuck Abe Margolin Major Iloople Ben Zucker Toots Alice Groth Chester . Donald Newman Caspar . . : . Norman Miller Our Magazine Stand Literary Digest t4' Theodore Kinschner Life .... School atGlenville Photoplay . Lunch Movies Cosmopolitan Assemblies The Judge Mr. Towne Red Book . . Teacher’s Grade Book Vogue Rose Braun Secrets Girls’ Lunch Tables Country Golfer . Lester Schonberg Liberty . . Completed Program Pass Bystander Lower Classmen Pictorial Review Senior Pictures Amazing Stories Cutters’ Tales Ladies’ Home Journal Torch Physical Culture . Lunch Rush The Theatre . The Aud. Good Housekeeping Lockers Smart Set The 12A’s Harper’s Bazaar . . The Halls College Humor The Freshmen Page one hundred twenty-four Aspirant Ann Aronovitz . Erline Braunlich Mildred Klein Stanley Sell . Theodore Kinschner Orrin Suthern . Gussie Himmel . Robert Fish . Edward Eldridge William Winn Naomi Mayer Robert Jacobson Hazel V. Gold . Dorothy Laylin . Dorothy Herzberg Eve Frankel . Donald Newman Jean Dunn Arthur Garfield . Paul Gensheimer Gladys Adler Sam Abrams . Sol Mintz . Confidential Ambition Poetess Singer Trip to Europe Medical Missionary Professor Concert Organist German Writer . Civil (?) Engineer Big Business Man Judge Bathetic Addition Of Nursery Rhymes In Home for the Deaf On Liner as Head Cook Horses, Horses! . Of Ballet Dancing In Tin Pan Alley For the Kindergarten In School of Etiquette Grow Up! Of Feminine Beauty Run her own hospital. For Stray Cats and Dogs Manager . Of “Talk-More Insurance Company” To be beautiful . While There’s Life There’s Hope Architect..................Of Her Fate Supervisor of Schools . . . Schools!? Overseer of Girls . By Aeroplane Flight! Aeronautical Engineer . Aromatical Engineer—(what flavor) Swimmer To Graduate Aviator Biological Chemist Research Chemist Vaudeville Artist The Pacific’s Waiting! Here’s Hoping! You’re Up in the Air! Poor Fishes! Find the Missing Link! You’re a Joke! Page one hundred hventy-five Gossip The sneezes that bloom in the spring, tra-la. What is the attraction in Room 2? The Runt looks good in a smock—eh, Eddie? It seems Aileen G’s weakness is pretzels. The intellectual element—8 in 202. What do you do with the extra nickels, Sol M.? We wonder how many bids for the Friendship Club Dance Phil C. received? Why the yawns in 8 Civics? Gussie H. calls Gertie B. “Jungle” because she’s so dense. (Subtle humor.) Ann A. and Lil S., the “G” girls! Three cheers for the Girls’ Rooters’ Club! Mark F. looks pretty nifty in his father’s suit. Say, Bob G., how are the girls in Canton? Get hot. Burns!! Margileth G. wasn’t absent once during her entire High School career. No, not once! Why always in front of Room 100, Adolph? Don’t grieve so much about the perdition of the human race, Jacob K. Coach B. doesn’t seem to need a library permit! Why is Lillian C. so interested in the Navy lately? Bob F. is a good tooter for his size. Miss G. and 115! Did you ever see Clarence D. run? We wonder if anyone is behind him. What about those free banjo lessons, Harold W.? Bill G., what a Pappa! Ralph D. is so very modest—? How could you resist those crashers, “Cl” G.? 4° French—Oh, Boy! Mr. Colonius and the Student Hostesses! Page one hundred twenty-six Who’s Who M erry K een A miable A dmirable Modest Truthful I ntelligent E nergetic E nterprising S nappy S. B. stars in basketball. And gets approving glances; A handsome sheik. The girls all say, And marvelous at dances. Ruby dressed in girls’ doo-dads, A “heavy” chorus of six lads. The fond remembrance makes one pine For January twenty-nine. Sid and Oscar, Ruth and Ida Now in schools of higher learning; In college halls for Glenville’s walls Poor freshmen—how they’re yearning! Head of Sports League Sponsors too, And of Class, V. P.; ’Course you know now Whom we mean, Just our own G. B. Affable Bashful R espectful E fficient Thrifty Natty H appy N ice U nassuming E thical R eticent T emperate She’s sweet She’s neat Has hair of brown, She wears it up But it’s mostly down; Played part of mother In the Patsy, Last name Kessler, first name Bea. Her first name is Irish, Her hair is blue-black. Her smile is infectious, You just grin right back. She called roll in Drama, Class secretary. Not hard to guess, but— Initials? A. G. Saying much and doing more, always reliable and dependable is this member of the June Class. His activities are various and widespread. He plays first violin in the orchestra with aspirations of some day being concert master. He is a member of the Drama Club. In the dim past he held the position of News Editor of the Torch. In his 12A year he became Associate Editor. His greatest fault is a weakness for pretty faces. He’s Abe M. Wherever you see $$$, you’ll find Sam B. Rather short, blond hair, winning smile, he’s the busiest and most popular boy at Glenville. He has taken care of our most important financial matters. Sam fulfills his office as treasurer of the June Class ’29, notably well. None of us can resist his pleasant urges to pay our dues. His home-room is one of the best known in the building for school spirit. If all the boys in it are half as enterprising as Sam. no wonder! Page one hundred ttventyseven Classified Class beauty Cutest Sweetest . Most popular Class athlete Most original Class actress Cleverest . Best all-around girl Best dancer Most irresponsible Most practical Most dignified Most responsible Bestnatured . Class cut-up . Class arguer . Class encyclopedia . Class matchmaker Class fashion plate Most inquisitive Most lady-like . First married . Neatest girl Most bashful Crossed Bob Jacobson Eva Bergman Ben Zucker Sylvia Zebel Jerry Ratner Dot Spring . Ralph Dooley Lillian Sugarman Tom Denehy Ruth Goldstein Bill Winn Ann Aronovitz Harold Cohen Edith Bonhard Ben Sachs Mary Wickes . Lois Donaldson Celia Levine Esther Berchin Leona Weingarten Rose Lazarus Ruth Ginsberg Leah Axelrod Ida Landesman Lois Grider Rebecca Tomarkin Dorothy Babbitt Esther Gordon Maxine Kent Ruth Biskind Jean Tresell Florence Joseph Sylvia Lipp Cecelia Prince Sylvia Levine Mildred Wilson Esther Cooper Marie Swaine Marian Stevens Ruth Klinger Eleanor Evans Wires Lunches Giggle Grin Eyes Size Earrings Chin Dimples Height Long Words Eyelashes . . Poetry Noise Voice Arguments Profile Handsomest Cutest Most attractive Most popular . Class athlete Class bluffer Class actor Most obliging Best all-around boy Best dancer Most irresponsible Class fusser . Most dignified Noisiest Best natured Class cut-up Class arguer Class encyclopedia Most sarcastic Class fashion plate Most inquisitive Most gentlemanly Most likeable Businessman Most bashful Our Philip ArnofT Mark Price Harold Wood Bernie Rubin . John Farran . Eddie Shenker Milton Goldman Bill Cramer Edward Eldridge Ted Kinschner Sanfy Zieve . Ruby Caplan Lester Schonberg Sanford Scher Art Mental Phil Chennel Roland Sharer Paul Zamecnik Vladimir Messer Sidney Vincent Leo Aaron Mark Price Sanford Zieve Oscar Turner Jerome Singer Reuben Caplin Daniel Horwitz Samuel Raskind Carl Geiger David Geflfen Lester Cohen Samuel Neer William Kraus Simon Eudovich Edward Shenker Abe Abel Sam Heller Durward Parmertor Manuel Weiss Milton Goldman Abe Axelrod Twins Syl Zebel Lois Grider Helen Meyer Aileen Goldman Jean Tresch Mamie Kates Ruth Goldstein F ront Door Dot Laylin Alice Groth Becky Tomarkin Leona Weingarten Lillian Green Celia Levine Naomi Mayer . Mildred Shively Page one hundred twenty-eight Beneath the Surface Leo Aaron.............................................Leo is always Aaron his knowledge Abe Abel.......................“Abe is an Abel man,” says Mr. Bahner Abe Axelrod......................................................An axle is a rod, Abe Leah Axelrod...................................................................Ditto, Leah Eleanore Bailus..............................................Bailus out quick, Eleanore Isadore Barkan ... He doesn’t bite, girls, he’s only Barkan Seymour Bayles........................Let’s Seymour of you, Bayles Esther Berchin .... Spare the Berchin spoil the child Sara Binyart..................................................She’s Binyart-istic lately James Burns......................................But he isn’t too hot! David Camin...........................................................And went out again Lester Cohen .... Does Lester Cohen-cide with your plans? Marie Decker.................................................Decker in gold and purple William Dennis .... Dennis he going to college, William? Lois Grider.............................................................G-rider, cowboy! Sidney Horn.....................................................................Honk, honk Maxine Kent..........................................Kent you bend your back, Maxine? Ruth Klinger....................................................May she find her oak! Ada Koontz .... She Koontz sing a note, could you Ada? Rhoda Lamden . . . First we eat de lamb den de chops, Rhoda Margaret Lanzer.........................Margaret sure Lanzer man Evelyn Laufman . . Laufman, laugh! to the tune of the Clown song Rose Lazarus..........................................No relation to O’Neill’s Lazarus George Lee..........................Lee is a great name, George Eleanor Lowe............................You’re never Lowe, Eleanor Norbert Mang..........................................Can you run a Mang-le, Norbert? Vladimir Messer .... Vladimir, don’t always Messer round Samuel Neer......................................................So Neer and yet so far Mark Price.....................................................What Price a passing Mark Cecelia Prince......................Cecelia is a Prince of a girl Bernie Rubin........................There’s a Rubin town, Bernie Gussy Rosen...........................................She Rosen sang a song did Gussy Al Sack.................................Don’t let’s give A1 the Sack Sanford Scher.......................Scher and share alike, Sanford Margaret Sommers .... May Margaret see many Sommers Enid Smith .... Smith is too easy to make a pun on, Enid Charlotte Spira . . We ask you to Spira Duck for dinner, Charlotte Marcella Stein..........................................Refill the flowing Stein, Marcella Rebecca Tomarkin . . . Rebecca, where’s the space Tomarkin? Jean Tresch..........................................What an in-Tresch-ting lady is Jean Arthur Wein .... Wein-joy your merry presence. Arthur Manuel Weiss.............................................Weiss such a lady-killer, Manny? Florence Wonnacott . Don’t you Wonnacott a piece of cake for Flo? Tillie Zass..........................................................Zass all now, Tillie Genevy Zeefe........................Zeefe any one is there, Genevy Page one hundred twenty-nine CLASS AND CLUB RINGS AND PINS Athletic Medals and Debating Trophies Engraved • • • • Announcements We Are Specialists in SCHOOL JEWELRY CLEVELAND METAL SPECIALTIES COMPANY Manufacturing Jeweler 1783 East 21st Street PRospect 4186 Page one hundred thirty Page one hundred thirty-one Spencerian has “IT.” Every month between two and three hundred firms ask for “IT.” Drop us a line, or telephone for I T,” or better still, Come in and Get “IT.” SPENCERIAN SCHOOL C o m merce—A ccoun ts—Ft nance 3201 Euclid Avenue PRospect 4500 Cleveland, Ohio Page one hundred thirty-two vw TINY-TIRE STORE 10320 St. Glair Ave. Goodyear Tires. Storage Batteries, Ford Farts and A uto A ccessories of all Kinds. G. SCHIRMER MUSIC CO. 47 The Arcade CLEVELAND, OHIO Everything in Sheet Music and Music Books Mail and Telephone Orders Delivered Promptly CMerry 3974-3973 A A i C - 4 1 K -UUIAMj's 1 M(;H SHOP ffl Where High School Chaps Find the Correct Styles First Merjr EUCLID a NINTH Established IS9S Do you know who Don Leon is? SAM TRONSTEIN SONS Please—some—order—etc.—Ted K. Jewelers L. K., next time hide your diary! Diamond Importers Bill W. survived that last love attalr 1501 Euclid Ave., Bulkley Rldf. fairly well—(?) Second Floor How was that motorcycle ride, Gladys CLEVELAND A.? You will do things behind the librarians’ GLENVILLE GARAGE back, won’t you “Mitty”? 750 E. 105th Street Isn’t that 1° Phys. class of Miss Henry’s brilliant? GLenville 5595 Repairs m • When it has to do with Chem., “Al.” R. surely knows his “sky lines.” owing Storage Sol. M. wants to know where, oh where, Batteries oh where, you got that punch, Jerry R.? Page one hundred thirty-three OLEN MOTORS, INC. Hudson and Essex St. Clair and East 106th Street “Music of the Better Class' H. J. Votteler Son ARCADE MUSIC STORE Sheet Music, Music Books and Musical Instruments Teachers and Music Lovers will find our store equipped with a well selected stock of Music from the Catalogues of the foremost American and Foreign Publishers. 37 Old Arcade Cleveland. Ohio Established 1866 SONNH ALTER’S Restaurant St. Clair Market Paints Hardware Glass Since nineteen twenty-two We’ve advertised with you Can’t we have your patronage? Show us that you’re true. ABRAMS HARDWARE CO. EDdy 6321 1027 E. 105th St. 10610 St. Clair Avenue Page one hundred thirty-four GLENVILLE HOSPITAL JULIA M. WHITE Superintendent of I lospital Training School for Nurses + MISS ESTA McNETT Superintendent of Nurses 701 Parkwood Drive Cleveland, Ohio THE BUDD L. CROSS RUDOLPH-SCHWARTZ CO. TEACHER OF PIANO Featuring POPULAR AND CLASSICAL The Black and White Shirts Studio: E. 79th and Euclid at $1.95 Phone CEdar 3788 The Whoopee Hats and Caps in all the popular colors at $1.00 Compliments of 415 Euclid Avenue The W. H. BAETZ Co. 224 W. Superior Ave. Dry Goods and 511 Prospect Ave. Mens Wear 1736 East 9th St. 10405 St. Clair Avenue We Rent Tuxedos 2283 Lee Road Page one hundred thirty-five GLENVILLE GRADUATE MAKES GOOD w HEN Jeannette Hinsdale graduated from Glenville High School in 1927. she immediately enrolled at the Dyke School of Commerce. After completing the Private Secretarial Course, the Placement Bureau of the school secured a position for her as secretary to Walter G. Caldwell, Architect. She made progress in her first position, and after acquiring some actual secretarial experience, she accepted a position as secretary to Mr. F. L. Dyke. President and Founder of the Dyke School of Commerce. Miss Hinsdale's position is not unique. An equal opportunity awaits any Glenville graduate with the foresight to so plan his or her future. The Dyke School of Commerce was conceived by a man of vision who jiees the possibilities for young people in the business world. The school is maintained to help YOU realize your future. Academic education supplemented with specialized training is the key which has opened the doors to success for so many of our graduates. Send for our new bulletin—just out. THE DYKE SCHOOL OF COMMERCE 1(M)1 Huron Road OUR BRANCH AT 3fax, the iFlnrist 1059 Hast 105th Street FLOWERS Opposite Parkgale IS A VERY CONVENIENT PLACE TO LEAVE YOUR DRY CLEANING For All Occasions 10611 St. Glair Avenue GLenvillc 3445 GLenville 3446 Cleveland, Ohio WALDMAN’S Dedreux Market Co. Cleaners and Dyers 989 East l()5th Street Telephone ATlantic 0105 MAIN OFFICE AND PLANT 2195 Lee Road 3966 Mayfield Rd. 3491 Lee Road 1924 Taylor Rd. 9903 Euclid 4235 E. 131st St. W. 30th St. and Barber Ave. Quality Plus Value JEANNETTE HINSDALE who quickly capitalized her high school education for a position of responsibility. Page one hundred thirty-six 'muL mm