Grant High School - Memoirs Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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So, here were pupils and teachers from eighty-five widely scattered schools, coming together for the first time to begin the history of Grant High. They found the main building ready for five hundred students only, so it was necessary that more rooms he equipped and that more teachers he added to the faculty before class work could begin. At the opening assembly in the gmynasium building Principal Y. T. Fletcher stressed the characteristics of Ulysses S. Grant which he wished the students to adopt—namely: courtesy, humility, courage and determination. The hoys and girls are striving to live up to these ideals of Grant. They have formed strong friendships in their new surroundings; they have found worthy leaders despite the fact that there are no stately seniors; and they are working earnestly. Because of the number of students at Grant and because of the expected future growth, the school hoard has decided to add either an auditorium or a wing to the main building by next September. The auditorium will have a seating capacity of nineteen hundred, while the new wing will consist of about twenty-three rooms, including mechanical drawing and art departments, and science laboratories. There will also he a small auditorium in one end of the new wing which will seat three hundred and fifty students. By next September we hope to have our athletic field completed, then we shall have an excellent place to play all of our games, and our track hoys can practice as much as they wish. hen this has been accomplished, just watch the Grant “Generals” plow down the field to victory! In a few months there will no longer he the plank walks and' the barren earth of the present, but there will he a velvet-like turf, cement walks connecting all of the buildings, green shrubs and brilliant flowers. Then Grant will he one of the most beautiful schools in the Northwest. —Elizabeth Scott. Page 6 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant iiMMiiiiiiiinMilHMMiniMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiMiiiiiiiiriiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiMuiiiMiiiiiiuiiniiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiniiniiiiiimiiiniiiiiiiiiMiiiiMiMiMiiiiiMiiiMmiimnmMiiMiiiiiHnimMiiiiiiiiiMiiMMiiiiiii V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS ............................. Page 7 iHiuiiiniiiiiiiiHiniiiiiiiiiumiiiiHiiuimiiiHNMniii Faculty Mk. W. T. Fletchkr Principal Miss Mary A. Henderson Dean MATHEMATICS Mrs. Allene D. Baker W. T. ElI-ERTSgN. - ' Caroline Friendly Clarence B. May Frances Young HISTORY Mary E. Jones A. C. Runqqist Sam Simpson Harold Whareiei.d LATIN Louise Brace Celia Davis Grack Haines . SPANISH Mrs. Ida F. Chaney f- DOMESTIC ART Mrs. Winifred Smith MUSIC E. Maldwyn Evans. Glee Robert E. Mii.i.ard, Orchestra LIBRARIAN Adeline Cook . SCIENCE Elsie Clair Alice Gilstrap Mrs. Grace B. Hiestand ENGLISH Sallie Burns Maude Cooke Ella Gunderson Margaret Hocck Georglana Stout M II.DRED WllITTLE8EY FRENCH Elsa von Wintzini.erode COMMERCE E. E. Horning ART Josephine CRoxall PHYSICAL EDUCATION Jennie Hunter, Girls — Leon Fahre, Boys SECRETARIES Esther Piej.e Helen Snow, Assistant V. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 9 Memoirs Staff John |. Deifell Editor Miss Burns . . . . Elizabeth Scott . . Edward Wells . . Emery Miller . . . Stedman Shaw Richard Harper Albert Arnst . . Marguerite Willemin Miss Whittlesey Miss Von . . . Miss Houck . . . Miss Croxall . . . General Advisor .............Literary .............Sports . . . Organizations .............Business . Assistant Business . Assistant Business ................Art Sports Advisor Organization Advisor Business Advisor . . . Art Advisor Secretaries Page 10 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Miss Henderson, Dean JUST WHAT DOES A DEAN DO?” was a question frequently propounded at the be-beginning of school, as the students of Grant became gradually aware that that pleasant-looking Miss Henderson did not seem to fit into the category of ordinary teachers. A person could go to her for advice on programs; a missing book or pen or comb or whatnot could be recovered at her office; she could bind up a burned finger—and it was easy in those early days to spill a little acid on an investigating finger—or relieve a headache, or care for a girl who might be taken ill suddenly. We have begun to depend upon our dean for these good offices; but we hardly realize even yet the varied services which fill Miss Henderson’s day. Besides maintaining a Lost and Found Bureau and a First Aid establishment, the dean is an ex-officio member of the Student Council, and assists them with her advice and her constantly increasing knowledge of the interests and abilities and the little peculiarities natural to high school students. She also conducts an Employment Bureau for girls who desire to be partially self-supporting. To her come mothers and fathers who wish to know why their daughters are not measuring up to their high expectations in school work and conduct. These, with her class in History Five, are the chief of her regular duties. In addition, she is continually called upon by students and teachers alike for the help which she seems to enjoy giving—help in writing a special paper, perhaps, or buying flowers for the sick, or planning a club or a program. Hiss Henderson came to us from Lincoln High School, where she had been teaching Civics and History, and where she was much in demand as a class advisor and a sponsor of literary and debating clubs. Her chief hobby, aside from her school work, is playing piano accompaniments, for which she is particularly well fitted, since she is a graduate of the Music School of De Pauw University, and taught piano there after her graduation. She also holds the degree of Bachelor of Arts from the University of Illinois. The fine attitude of the girls of Grant has especially impressed Miss Henderson since she has been here, and has made her work very pleasant. Like all of us, she is enthusiastic over Grant High School, and certain that it is to become one of the biggest and finest of the Portland high schools. Page 12 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant Student Council HE STUDENT GOVERNMENT PLAN was put into effect in U. S. Grant High School in its first term and it has worked exceedingly well; though of course there is still room for improvement. The idea of not having teachers watching every move of the students has been enlarged upon and the pupils have been gaining a sense of their responsibility for their own conduct. Mr. Fletcher has allowed the students every freedom possible, and will continue to do so providing the privileges granted are not abused. This term, because the students as a whole were not well enough acc|uainted to elect competent students to the Council, the members were appointed by the teachers. In order that members of the higher terms might be given the leadership in school affairs two representatives were selected from each of the fourth and fifth term rooms, while only one was selected from each of the other rooms. In the future, the members of the Student Body are to elect the representatives on the Council, and it will in this way more nearly represent the pupils. V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page IS llllimilliniMIIMIIIIIIIIIinilllinilinMIllMMMIIIIIMIIIIIIMIIIIIMMMMIIHIIMMIIMIIinnilllllllllMMIIIIIIMlinillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllinilllllllMlllllllllllinillllllMIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIHIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIUllllMIIUIMIIIIIIM The election of officers on the Student Council was entirely within the Council this term, though hereafter it is planned that officers shall be elected by members of the Student Body. On October the third the following officers were elected: John Paul Jones, president; Eugene Tarbell, vice-president; Bernice Woodard, secretary, and Frances Ford, treasurer. The first activity of importance undertaken by the Student Council was the choosing of the colors for the school. A committee of the representatives and teachers was selected to arrange combinations of colors for the pupils to vote on. Royal blue and gray, standing for peace and the national unity, restored by Grant, won by a large majority. A button sale was sponsored by the Student Council as the first means of making money for the treasury. A button with a blue background and a gray letter “G” was sold for ten cents and a goodly little sum was raised in this way. As another means of making money, the Student Council had charge of collecting dues for membership in the Student Body. The following rules for organizing a school club have been adopted by the Council. 1. The group interested must petition the Council seeking permission to form a club, stating its purpose. 2. Those interested must secure a faculty advisor. 3. They must write a constitution to hand in to the Council for approval. The following clubs have conformed to the rules and are well started in their organization: Girls’ Trails Club, Boys’ Radio Club and a Girls’ Debating Club. These clubs are proving popular. A committee has been appointed from the Council to work with some of the Faculty members to make a Constitution for the Student Body. We have been very fortunate in getting money this term. Benson Polytechnic boys showed their friendship for us by lending us five hundred dollars for a term of three years without interest. All stores with which we have traded have been exceedingly kind in giving us plenty of time in which to pay our bills. We are hoping that future Councils will perfect and carry out the projects which the first one has started, and so conduct affairs that our Student Body organization will be a great success. With a fine school spirit to support them, and with the loyal support of the students, the Student Council will be able to make laws that will increase the welfare and happiness of all the Student Body of Grant High —Bernice: Woodard. Page H MEMOIRS U. S. Grant Fifth Term Class SOME achieve honor, and some have honor thrust upon them. We had the honor of being the senior class thrust upon us this term, but we intend to bear the responsibility so well that by June, 1926,— when we have achieved the right to be seniors—Grant High School shall be proud of its first graduating class. On October the eighth, eighty-four of us assembled in Room 214 during the study period to organize our class. We showed ourselves a class of rare judgment when we chose the following officers: Miss Burns, advisor; Miss Jones, honorary member; Walter Heitkemper, president; Mignon Morgan, vice-president; Jack Card, treasurer; Tom Dunham, sergeant-at-arms; and Helen Pearson, editor. Most of the work done by the class has been under the direction of committees appointed by President Walter Heitkemper. The social committee, consisting of Florence Wold, chairman, William McClung, John Dougherty and Kathleen Bell has been planning a dance to be given in the near future. On Open House night, Graham Covington, Richard Harper, Walter Heitkemper and John Deifell assisted as ushers. The candy booth, one of the greatest attractions of the evening, was in charge of Florence Bell, chairman, Caulean Creath, Lucille Laughlin, Marjory Whetsel and Fielda Wiggins. As a result of this sale the class contributed twenty-five dollars and seventy-one cents to the school treasury. The first student program assembly was given by our class on November 26. An excellent program was planned by a committee consisting of John Deifell, chairman, Marjory Whetsel, Clara Apple-gate, and Rodney Lloyd. We are represented i n the student council by Edgar Rutan, Mignon Morgan, and Dorothy Brown. “Memoirs” springs into being with some of our members: John Deifell, as editor-in-chief, Elizabeth Scott, as literary editor, and Richard Harper, as business editor. Some of the cheers heard most frecpiently on the football field were given for our men—Lloyd Backstrom, John Walker, Robert Pilkington, Tom Dunham, John Doherty, and George Greenland. All of the clubs have strong members from our group. Indeed, we are an enthusiastic, ambitious class, and, we are trying to remember that “the fifth termers are establishing the standard for Grant.” —John Walker. Secretary. iudjo s n Dl ofod 000248235353535353482348010201534800024853535353532390535353480200025353534853235353 48232301000001230102000253234848534848534848000202024823484848535348230102 V. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 17 Fourth Term Class rT 'HE MEMBERS of the fourth term class recognize their oppor-tunities as upper classmen in Grant High School. Although they have come from many other high schools of Portland they have become united in the U. S. Grant spirit. As there are only sixty-two members in the class, they are a very active working body. ’Tis not often that fourth termers have the opportunity to develop initiative and leadership, but in Grant, as the second graduating class, they feel the rest of the school is looking to them for leadership. This is a stimulating challenge which they hope to answer during the four remaining terms of their high school life. Their class officers are: Franklyn O’Bryant, president; Margaret Hall, vice-president; Philip Manning, secretary; Howard Auld, treasurer; Norman Scovill. sergeant-at-arms. The social committee is composed of Emery Miller. Philip Manning, Jerome Lillie, Franklyn O’Bryant, with Margaret Hall as chairman. The constitutional committee includes Mildred Whitten, Lucille McDonald, Paul Jones, with Norman Scovill as chairman. Five of our boys were on the football team : Jerome Lillie, Edwin Howard, Arthur Charlton. Edwin Anstey and Robert Flanders. The fourth termers are planning an assembly to be given on December 23. Philip Manning. Third Term Class OUR THIRD TERM CLASS numbers approximately one hundred and seventy pupils, with an almost equal representation of boys and girls. Having begun our high school life in the other city high schools and having made our friendships there, we found our first days at Grant rather lonely. We had desperate longings for the familiar scenes of last year. This homesick feeling was intensified by the chaotic state in which we moved—a condition due to the fact that the student body was much larger than the number prepared for. But, thanks to our principal and his able assistants, order was established in a few days. W'e soon found the other students friendly, the teachers sympathetic and helpful, our work interesting, and our new school life thoroughly happy. We are proud of the many bright students of our class; we are sorry for those who find their vork hard, but we know time and effort will help them succeed. We hope that the third termers will be a power in the life of the U. S. Grant High School. Mary Reynolds. Third Term Class titiitiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiMiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiMiiiiiimiHiiutiiiiii )ud.io s n s h i o im a w si zbdj V. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page lfr Second Term Class THE FOUR ROOMS in the northeast part of the first floor are overflowing with second termers—one hundred and seventy of us in all. While the school knows nothing of us as an organization, we are making ourselves known individually in many classrooms. Yes, we believe in athletics. Caldwell, Pagre, Rummell and Ivison represent us on the first football team; several others of our number were on the second team. Some of us are on the freshman basketball team, too. We are going yet. Just watch us go. Evans Hamilton. First Term Class AT LAST! We’re high school students. Three hundred and six of us enrolled in Grant High School. Maybe were green freshies, but nevertheless we are ambitious, entering Grant with the right spirit. We are here, striving to absorb all that this institution offers, and in return to give our very best to Grant. Notwithstanding the opinions of the upper classmen, we feel that upon us, not upon them, depends the establishing of the ideals for our school. We shall be the first class to have taken our entire course at Grant; our graduation will mark the fourth year of its existence. A great responsibility rests upon us freshmen; we are the builders, the ones to form, as well as to live up to the traditions of Grant. Our class has entered enthusiastically into the spirit of the school. Freshmen predominate in many of the school activities; over half of the Girls’ Glee Club is composed of first termers. There are thirteen Freshmen belonging to the Boys’ Glee Club. We are very proud that one of our girls is secretary of the Student Body Council. A freshman boy was made tackle and guard on the football team. No first term basketball team was organized, although many of us turned out for practice. The freshmen class is represented in the Radio Club by five boys. We found that out of the enrollment of three hundred and six, one hundred are planning already to go to college. A large number are planning their courses in accordance with the entrance examinations required of all the leading Eastern as well as the Western colleges. Sixty-six freshies are wholly or partially self-supporting; the names of these students head the honor roll in many instances. Taking it all around, this is as fine a freshmen class as was ever assembled—loyal, enthusiastic, full of pep, and ready to back old Grant until the end of time. —Clarice Van Wagner. Second Term Class ......................................... IZ SHI0K3W tuouo '8 '0. Page 22 MEMOIRS V. S. Grant Fire Squad AS there were so many pressing matters to be attended to in organizing the school and as there were no experienced firemen registered, a fire squad was not organized at Grant until late in the term. The present squad was chosen by the principal, upon the recommendation of the teachers. Hereafter the squads will be selected from a waiting list. The names on this list will be those of pupils who have passed a certain test, and who have a satisfactory record in studies, attendance and conduct. No time record has been established because of the lack of sidewalks from three of our exits. But we shall have all sidewalks soon, and then, with the full co-operation of the student body, Grant will have rapid, orderly fire drills. Ai.va Horsfki.dt. U. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 23 Glee Club THE Grant High Glee Club made its first public appearance on Open House night, where it sang several numbers. The club is composed of about eighty students; and the quality of the voices, says Mr. E. Maldwyn Evans, the musical director, is exceedingly fine. The girls have been learning several lovely songs, among which are, “Killarney,” “The Cuckoo,” “The Moon and the Children,” and “The Mill Wheel.” This club meets every Tuesday and Friday, the boys in the Study Period, the girls in the Third. Students may derive great benefit from the excellent training given, as well as gain one credit each year. New talent is always desired, so as many as possible are requested to sign up next term and help make the Grant High School Glee Club a body of which to be proud. Anne Bricknki.i,. MEMOIRS U. S. Grant Page 24 Our Orchestra GRANT is exceedingly fortunate in having for its orchestra leader Mr. Robert E. Millard. Mr. Millard is a member of the well-known Portland Symphony Orchestra and also plays a flute in the orchestra of the Rivoli Theater. Mr. Millard has appointed Tom Frewen as assistant instructor. At the open house on Friday, November 21, the orchestra played three selections which showed what it had accomplished in such a short time. So far, “Selections From Carmen” is the orchestra’s masterpiece. MEMBERS Alladine Hollister Tom Frewen Anna May Nolan Ruth Washburn Frances Babcock Cellos Gladys Potts Jimmie Babson Flute Donald Stahl First Violin Margrct Paladeau Dick Graef Alfred Muscovitz Second Violin Mildred Collamore Ruth Van Schoonhoven Betty Ann Bunch Piano Doris Knobel Richard Bauman Traps Glenn Barlow Jean Doyle Dora Dillow Paul Galle Saxophone Frank Shoemaker Horace Cherrington Robert Dick U. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 25 U.S. Grant Radio Club ' I ’HE RADIO CLUB, more familiarly known as the “Dial Twist-ers,” has the distinction of being the first club organized in the U. S. Grant High. At the first meeting, Mr. Horning was chosen faculty advisor. The present officers are: Nolan Holt, president; Le Roy Scott, vice-president; Gordon Grant, secretary; Reid Geer, treasurer ; Roger Chown, sergeant-at-arms. The constitution states that the membership shall not exceed forty, and that those wishing membership must submit their names to the secretary. The membership of the organization is now about twenty-five. On several occasions, powerful receiving sets have been installed, and distant stations received. On Open House night, November 21, 1924, an exhibit of nearly a dozen receiving sets was given in the radio room. A super-neutrodyne was installed, and a large number of visitors were entertained with music broadcasted from Radio K. L. X., The Tribune, Oakland, California. The ambition of the “Dial Twisters” is to assist those who wish to build receiving sets; to prepare members for amateur licenses; and to purchase a transmitting set for the benefit of local listeners. —Cecil Samuel, Secretary. Page 26 MEMOIRS U.8. Grant Trekkers ANY GIRLS have pleasant memories of hikes that they have -1- taken at one time or another. Therefore, when a hiking club of Grant High School was suggested, the girls needed no urging to put the suggestion into a reality. So quickly did they respond that they were soon able to hold regular business meetings. At one of the first meetings, with Miss Houck as their faculty advisor, the very important matter of electing officers was taken up. The results of the election was as follows: Gladys Magnuson, presi- dent: and Margaret Crawford, Dorothy Turney and Gladys Thorn-men. assistant guides. The question of colors was also taken into consideration. The colors finally selected were rustic brown and olive green, a harmonious combination, suggestive of forest shades. The name of the club was another matter of much discussion. “Trek-ker,” the winning name, is an African name for guides or trailfinders. The purpose of the club is to obtain recreation through healthful outdoor exercise. The club began carrying out this purpose by taking a trial ten-mile hike on Saturday, November the eighth. Many other hikes are being planned. Several of the energetic members have voiced their desire for a twenty-mile hike. Dorothy Turney. U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 27 Chrestomathian Debating Club A GROUP of girls has formed a literary and debating club under the ■ name of the Chrestomathian Debating Club. None but third term girls are permitted to join this organization. There are twenty-five in the club at present, and it is expected that the number will be increased to thirty-five or forty next term. Meetings are held every two weeks. The following are the officers for this term: Bess Templeton, president; Mary Reynolds, vice-president; Alice Morron, secretary-treasurer ; Betty Woerner, sergeant-at-arms; Helen Mielke, editor; Miss Friendly, advisor. The entire club appreciates the congratulations and good-will expressed by their fellow-students. —Helen Mielke, Editor. Page 28 MEMOIRS U. S. Grant n Hi Y” AT a meeting held in the Y. M. C. A., December 5, 1924, the Grant Hi-Y Club was organized. Hi-Y Clubs are sponsored by the Y. M. C. A. Its purpose is to have a Hi-Y in every High School in America. The purposes of the club are to create, maintain and extend throughout the school and community, high standards of Christian character; to assist in bringing Grant Hi students in touch with men and women who are established in trades, professions and business in order that the students may have practical help and assistance. The principal events of the coming year will be the “Move Up Forward Campaign,” the banquet with the Rotarians and the annual conference at Seaside, Oregon. We were fortunate in securing the services of Mr. Paul T. Shaw, president of the Portland Ad Club, as our advisor. The officers of our club are: President, Walter Heitkemper; Vice-President, John Walker; treasurer, John Paul Jones, and Secretary, Tom Handley. Tom Handley, Secretary. Page 30 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Assemblies ON September 2, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-four, the U. S. Grant High School of Portland, Oregon, opened her first term with an assembly. Principal Fletcher presided and in his opening address discussed the traditions and precedents he wished to be established. Mr. Boyer led the students in a number of songs, after which the entire school filed out and stood in front of the gymnasium. As the flag was raised for the first time, a hush fell on the great body of five hundred standing at attention in honor of the occasion. Then as the flag gloriously unfurled at the top and waved over all, the entire school saluted it. The second assembly, held at Grant on September 10, was a musical assembly. It was under the direction of Mr. Millard, director of the Grant’s orchestra and member of the Portland Symphony Orchestra, and Mr. Evans, leader of the glee clubs and a well known singer. Mr. Millard rendered two solos on the flute in which his remarkable technique was displayed. Mr. Maldwyn Evans also sang two solos which, besides bringing out his wonderful voice, also showed his control and training. Mr. N. A. Goodnough, who was accompanist for each, played two piano solos, which were extremely well executed. Mr. Millard ended the assembly with a piccolo solo, bringing out to an unusual degree the possibilities of that instrument. On Constitution Day, September 17, the students were given an impressive oration by Mr. Albert Ridgeway of the State Bar Association. The boys were called together on September 10 and were given talks by Mr. Fletcher and Coach Wharfield on school ideals and traditions. The following Monday an assembly for the girls was held, at which Miss Henderson gave the girls a talk on the same things. Mrs. Tate of the Y. W. C. A. urged the girls to join the Bible study class. An important date in the existence of Grant High was September 29. At an assembly on that date the representative of Benson Polytechnic, the president of their student body, Wilho Beck, presented Paul Jones, our student body chairman, with $500, which was to be loaned gratis for a period of three years. Special speeches were made by Florence Wold on the sale of G pins; by Principal Fletcher on our kindly feeling for Benson, and by Principal C. E. Cleveland of Benson. The assembly ended in prolonged cheering in recognition of Benson’s kindness. On October 10, in the seventh period, a pep assembly was held to arouse interest in the Kelso-Grant football game, which was to be held on the morrow. Paul Jones, who was in charge, introduced a number of speakers: Miss Burns, Walt Brown, Miss Von and Mar- MEMOIRS Page 31 U. 8. Grant ...................... garet Crawford. Assistant Coach Eilertsen rounded out the speechmaking with a discussion of the team’s possibilities and the assembly ended with a number of cheers, led by Don Welch and Bob Rogers. At the first outdoor assembly, on October 17, the school enjoyed a number of popular songs played by the Idaho College band. In honor of Navy Day, October 27. a special assembly was called. Mr. Millard led the student body in “America” and “Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean.” Mr. Wynn, speaker for the occasion, defined the navy as an institution of good and peace rather than of evil and war. On November 3, a pep assembly was held in anticipation of the Newberg game. It was in charge of Mr. Horning and he introduced as speakers, Florence Bell, Margaret Kempenieh, John Paul Jones and Victor Beesly. The latter called on the yell leaders, who led the school in a number of yells. The Community Chest drive was the cause of an assembly on November 14. At this time two unfortunate children who are wards of the Albertina Kerr Baby Home, came in the care of a trained nurse to bring out more realistically the need for support of the Community Chest. Mr. J. C. English aided their mute appeals with a touching request for Portland’s unfortunates. The first student body meeting was held on November 19. At this tune our principal congratulated the student body on the remarkably large membership. That which occupied the main part of the meeting was our publication. John Deifell listed a number of names which had been chosen and after opinions were expressed concerning these names by Richard Harper, Miss Croxall, Miss Von. Miss Burns and Mr. Fletcher, a vote was taken. Of the names “Memoirs,” “General,” “Bugle” and “Spotlight,” the first was chosen almost unanimously. On November 26, the fifth term class gave a programme. Walter Heitkemper, in charge, brought out the fact that this was the first programme ever sponsored by a class at Grant. Then with Marjorie Whetsell leading and Mignon Morgan at the piano, the whole school sang “The Star-Spangled Banner.” John Dei-fell. editor-in-chief of “Memoirs,” thanked the students for the wonderful support they had given the publication. Two piano solos were played by Helen Pierson. “Moonshine,” a one-act playlet written by Arthur Hopkins, was well acted by Graham Cunnington and Richard Harper. A girls’ chorus, consisting of Anne Bricknell, Lola Webster, Marjorie Whetsell, Elizabeth Scott, Frances Catlin, with Mignon Morgan at the piano, sang two numbers. Bob Pilkington played several banjo solos. The programme ended with an amusing one-act pantomime, “Twa de Twa.” Those who took part were Anne Bricknell, Elizabeth Scott, John Daugherty, Frances Catlin, Harvey Louns-bury and William McClung. —Alfrkd Muscovitz. Page 32 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant Memoirs “No!” “But, mother—” “No!” “But, mother—” “No! And that is final. Absolutely no! You may go to your room and get your lessons. You are going to school to become educated. not to throw away precious hours playing football. I will not permit you to join the football team. We will not discuss it again. Mrs. Graham watched her boy shuffle out of the room, and heard the door bang. She hoped the matter was ended, but she felt a vague annoyance still. She leaned back in her big easy library chair, and her eyes ran lazily along the many rows of highly valued books in the Graham library. Books upon books of philosophy, history, economics,—and even High School days; books that represented hours of study; hours that had run into weeks, months, and years—all the hours of her youth ! She recalled the proud thrill of the moment when she had attained her degree of “Doctor of Philosophy.” Yes, she was educated, a highly learned woman who had not stolen precious hours from work to waste in play. Slowly she glanced from one wise old book to another, then suddenly halted. A strip of gray caught her eye. Curious, she reached forth and pulled from the aristocracy of bookdom an old high school magazine, “Memoirs.” Idly she turned over the title page. Facing her, a bit dimmed was the picture of Grant High School. Its stately pillars, its numerous glittering windows, its broad, friendly door invited her to come in and remember; and so twenty-five years silently slipped away. Page five, a picture of Grant’s first faculty. There was Mrs. Baker, the “math” teacher, who had always awarded her such splendid grades. There was Mr. Horning, the history teacher, who had named her his finest pupil. And there was Miss Houck, the English teacher, who had said (and Mrs. Graham flushed) that her themes lacked imagination. Somewhat hurriedly she turned over a few pages. Of all things! Here was her class, and she recalled the officers. Dimly came the memory of a yearning to accept her classmates’ nomination for secretary; but then, she had decided, one did not throw away time with such things. Reluctantly she turned the page again. Page ten revealed the jokes that had once seemed so very funny, all but one about her being a bookworm. Quickly that page was turned, and here were the stories. Mrs. Graham caught her breath as if in pain. How she had striven to get her poor little story published, only to be told that it lacked imagination. There was Bud U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 33 Brown’s story. That nice Bud Brown, tall, good-looking, popular; who, laughing about the bookworm joke on her, had proudly asked if she had read his story, adding, “Well, we both got into print in the first issue, didn’t we?” The bookworm girl, after that, had never permitted herself to read Bud Brown’s story; but Mrs. Graham, Ph. D., adjusted her glasses with great determination and started to read. It was only a little football skit such as a high school boy might write. The plot concerned a bookworm boy who, to the astonishment of his fellow students (and like many a worm before him), turned and became the school’s football hero. Mrs. Graham sniffed, but her sniff was not convincing; and she hurriedly sought the last pages of “Memoirs.” Here was a vivid account of the time when Old Glory was first proudly hoisted to wave over dear old Grant. How thrilled she had been! A tight knot rose in Mrs. Graham’s throat, and with trembling hands she shoved the little gray book back on the shelf. “Memoirs” are not so easily put aside and the tight knot in her throat did not lessen. “Mother, won’t you reconsider? Think what it means to a fellow! And I know that I'll get even better grades if you’ll let me join the team.” A wistful, eager boy stood in the doorway, but his mother’s eyes were resting on a strip of gray that peeked out from beside the wise old books. “Well, possibly I may reconsider; and listen, dear, she added, pulling forth the little gray book again. “There is a story here, a football story by Bud Brown, that you might like to read.” Mrs. Graham, Ph. D., smilingly handed her son her “Memoirs.” —Astrid Erickson. My Dog He was the happiest li’l fellow— Always waggin’ his tail at me. He’d a happy bark and a coat of yellow, The cutest dog I’ll ever see. I loved him so ! But never again will he “speak” for me. And never again shall we play, Or romp together on the beach by the sea— For—he died just the other day. I loved him so! —Mary Foster. Page 31f MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant A Girl Detective “ There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: —Shakespeare. DO NOT KNOW WHY or how but it certainly seems that I, Vivian Morris, was caught in the Webs of Fate. It was not my fault that the newspapers happened to be unusually full of stories JL. of burglaries or that they contained descriptions of suspicious characters or that I was gifted with a strong imagination. I repeat it; it was not my fault. This is how the sad experience happened. • Being of a sentimental turn of mind, I am often afflicted with fits of being moonstruck, that is, with a desire to sit and gaze at the moon, while weaving strange fancies of rainbow hues on the loom of imagination. However, that is digressing from the story which I have decided to relate with truthfulness and exactness. This fatal night I became moonstruck, so badly, in fact, that I became quite melancholy. So, closing my books, I wandered to my room and sat and gazed at the moon. But, strange to say, no fairylike dreams came, and instead of building gay castles in the air, my thoughts wandered back to the gruesome things I had read in the papers. I pictured thousands of scenes in which the villain and all his power were destroyed by some daring feat of mine. Just at this point my attention was attracted by something else. Across the street something in the shadows had moved. I knew it more by intuition than by hearing or by sight. Now, ordinarily, there is nothing suspicious about a movement of something in the shadows, but my imagination was running wild. At once that slight movement became attached to some dreadful crime. I watched intently but nothing happened, and I was beginning to think of going to bed. Then, suddenly, a man stepped out into the light. I could see him plainly. The arc light and the brightness of the moon made it almost as light as day. So startled was I that I nearly screamed. But restraining myself in time, I reflected that it hardly suited heroines to scream at the approach of the villain—for as such I had already classed him. As the light fell on his face, my heart leapt into my mouth! Did he not exactly fit the description of the robber, Deltoni? Five feet, eight inches, gray suit, visor cap, light complexion and small mustache ; walks with a slight limp. Of course I could not tell his exact height or whether he was light or dark but he certainly filled the rest of the description even to the limp. Icy fingers clutched at my throat! U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 35 Here was my chance to show my bravery. It was my duty to my country. Quickly, I slipped into my knickers and my brother’s cricket blazer. I grabbed his cap and flashlight, and stole out the servants’ door without encountering anyone. Staying in the shadows and alert for the slightest sound, I warily reached the corner opposite the Mortimer’s beautiful home. There dimly outlined against the shrubs stood the person I sought. Cold chills ran down my back! The thief had taken out a flashlight and was evidently sending a message to someone at the rear of the house. I saw his flashes answered by similar ones from that point. I was convinced now that some mischief was afoot. I silently crossed the street and stood behind a sheltering tree. Then came a thought that made me glad for the convenient support of that tree. A few days ago the papers had been full of the daring robberies committed by the famous Deltoni Gang. After the theft of the jewels of Miss Betty Fiske, a popular novelist, nothing further had been heard of the gang. The police had been very active in their search for the lame Deltoni, the famous leader, but had not succeeded in arresting him. And here I was, a mere girl, watching the thief at his work. By this time my knees refused to support me. I sank to the ground. There I made yet another discovery! Something gleamed in the moonlight. Picking it up, I found it to be a pocketknife. On it were the initials V. D.! Valeria Deltoni! Now I knew ! Fate had selected me to discover the plot and bring the offenders to justice. Recovering my lost courage, I sprang up and stepped from behind the tree. However, I immediately jumped back again. Coming towards me was Deltoni! I held my breath in terror! Had he seen me? With a smothered exclamation he sprang behind my tree. Quick as a flash, I darted to the other side. For a breathless minute we played hide-and-seek around that tree. He slipped! He fell! I darted to the shrubs and lay crouched beneath a low sprawling bush trying to regain my breath. Suddenly, from the rear of the house a shot rang out. Immediately came a melee of shouts and tramping. I sprang out in a frenzy of fright. Deltoni seized me at once. Bewildered by the confusion and Deltoni’s attack, I stood limp and stupefied. With terrifying suddenness Deltoni turned his flashlight on me. Dropping his hold on me and falling back a step he cried out, “By gad! It’s a girl!” Aroused by the blinding light in my eyes, I forgot my brave intentions and made one bolt for home and safety. Casting discretion Page 36 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant to the winds, I bounded in the front door and rushed through the midst of the company mother was entertaining and dashed upstairs. I heard mother cry out, “Why, Vivian!” in one horrified gasp. Too terrified to heed I did not stop until I was safe in my own room. The next morning I hastened to secure the newspaper first. There in glaring headlines I read: “Attempted Robbery Frustrated by Police—Famous Deltoni Gang Captured”—Vernon Durand Again Crowned, “King of Detectives.” Briefly the story was this: James Mortimer, the famous collector of jewels, had added the heirlooms of the Countess de Molyneux to his collection. Fearing for their safety, he had engaged some detectives to guard his house against intrusion. The one whom I had called Deltoni was not Deltoni but was Vernon Durand, “King of Detectives.” The cause of his limp was a wound in the leg that he had received a week before in a skirmish with a bootlegger. The strain put on it by dodging around that tree had caused him to fall and thus let me escape. His companions had captured the thieves breaking into the house while he had been sprinting over the ground after me. And, here my eyes almost popped out of my head for I read: “Valeria Deltoni seems to have mysteriously disappeared and his place was occupied by a girl in boy’s clothes. Vernon Durand caught her in the garden but she magically disappeared before he had time to arrest her. Police all over the country are searching for her but so far no clew has been found.” How I dreaded to face the family! Yet if I stayed away from breakfast they would be more suspicious than if I went down and tried to act natural. After much debating back and forth, I forced myself to go down and face the ordeal. Bill looked at me searchingly and said, “Well, sis, how did you sleep last night?” My thoughts flew to the sweater but I heard myself say, “Very well. Thank you, Bill.” This was not sarcasm but 1 could not say anything else if I had wanted to. Father looked very preoccupied, but mother was very cheerful and jolly. Once or twice I caught her gazing at me with a suspiciously wise look on her face but she said nothing. Nobody has said anything yet about the catastrophe, but the very silence screams guilt at me. Ye Gods! Is it any wonder my appetite has failed? —Wilma Enkf- “The Tale of Cuymaca” ’Twas in the winter of ’93, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; An outlaw band crept stealthily, Towards the mine of Cuymaca. Young Ben, the night watch, brave was he, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; ’Twas not so dark, he could not see, The gold thieves of Cuymaca. The mule train had not yet gone down, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; To take the gold ore to the town, From the mine of Cuymaca. Ben quickly made a plan so bold, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; By which to save the bags of gold, In the mine of Cuymaca. The thieves knew there was but one guard, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; And came within a half a yard Of the mine of Cuymaca. But suddenly they frozen stood, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; Go any nearer, no one could. To the mine of Cuymaca. For a stick of burning dynamite, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; Was thrown with all the night guard’s might At the thieves of Cuymaca. It did its deadly work so well, Cuymaca, O Cuymaca; That not one outlaw lived to tell The tale of Cuymaca. —Axxe Brickxell. Page 38 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Open House FRIDAY EVENING, November 21, was one of the crowning events of our school life—Open House. Many who had noted with admiration our beautiful new building were allowed the privilege of inspecting the interior, meeting the faculty, and viewing the displays. There were articles of clothing made by the girls of the domestic science room, posters, sketches, and metal work in the art room; maps, drawings, illustrations, essays and problems in the history language, English, and mathematic rooms. But the most elaborate and pointed exhibits were in the science departments. Here were actual illustrations of forest preservation, of correct diet, and of heredity. At a gathering in the assembly, short talks were given by Mr. Fletcher, Principal; Mr. Grout, Superintendent of Schools; Mr. Pickering, Chairman of the School Board; Mr. Keyser, Assistant Director of the Park Bureau; John Paul Jones, President of our Student Body; Mr. Whitney, Assistant Superintendent of Schools, and Miss Henderson, Dean of Girls. Open House proved a success. Now that our parents and our friends have a better idea of our daily school life and accomplishments, they will have a greater personal interest in their high school— our high school—Grant. —Elizabeth Gourlay. The Sea I love to sit and watch the sea Dash high its waves upon the sand; It sends a pleasant thrill through me, And here my future joys are planned. Its songs are like sweet lullabies, That oft’ are sung by mothers dear; For they soothe my sorrows and my sighs, Since I’ve been left alone, now, here. Its golden sands in brightness shine ; And when alone my friends leave me I go and watch this joy of mine, The sea—the mighty sea. Harriet Medernach. TJ. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 39 Green Frogs’ Legs HEAH, Mose, when is yo’ gwineter gimme dat fric-M asseed frog-stew yo’ promised me?” inquired Unc’ Sam, taking M a leisurely puff at his pipe. m “Wal—drawled Mose, with a slow wink, “des when I’se M ketched de frogs, en in order fer ter ketch de frogs, I’se got ter chase ’em, en in order fer ter chase ’em, I’se got ter see dey’s S smoke, en in order fer ter—” “Say, how long is yo’ gwine keep dat up, colahd man?” interrupted Unc’ Sam. “Ah’m not colahed; Ah was bawn data way,” responded Mose. “Now, Unc’ Sam, yo’ got ter be mighty pious fer ter ketch dem green frogs. Marse George done tol’ me dat yo’ got ter start out in de full uv de moon, travelin’ east, fru’ de Han’ted Woods, en keep agoin’ twel yo’ find who knows whar am dem frogs; dis info’mation yo’ will get tol’ yo’ at de foot uv de lone pine tree nex’ de Sleepin’ Rock.” “Who’s gwine make dish yer ’scurshum ? Ansah me dat,” remarked Unc’ Sam. “Wal—, ah specks yo’se’f—” “Me? What say, niggah? Ef dish yer dahkie eber gets goin’ all yo’ sees am a streak uv greased lightnin’!” Ho! When he’s feared. Some abskwatlus notions yo’s got, niggah.” “Never yo’ min’, youngstah. Bimeby yo’ll see ef yo’ unc’ Sam am aspoofin’ yo’.” With these wise, but mysterious words, the old darky arose from his chair and ambled off into bis cabin. This young upstart, Mose, was a “no-’count nigger,” in his mind; and he intended to show him a thing or two. After a patient wait of two weeks, Unc’ Sam was rewarded by the appearance of a full moon in the hazy Southern sky. The night following its appearance the old negro equipped himself with a rabbit’s left bind foot, hung round his neck by a bit of cord, an old fishing basket in which to carry the frogs, and his old trustworthy corncob pipe, “to smoke away the spooks.” It was a dreamy, sweet-scented eve, characteristic of the Southland. The veil of night, velvety and dark, hovered over the old plantation, bringing with it a certain mysterious hush, broken only by the occasional baying of a hound or the deep bass of some old negro, singing to the plink, plink, of a banjo. Behind the dark, sentinel-like pines the full moon hung, round and golden, diffusing a radiance which, from its very brightness, caused many wierd, dark shadows to flicker about. Page 40 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Toward this smiling, beckoning moon Unc’ Sam set out across the pastures, till he reached the thick woodlands. Here it was several shades darker, and Unc’ Sam shivered. “Dis am bery poor place to hunt frogs at night,” he muttered, as he cautiously went on. “Ow! Oh, mah thumpin’ haht! A dead corpse!” But it was only some damp moss by a stump. On he shuffled, shuddering, when, thud! “Niggah, yo’ doan’ know what yo’s bumpin’ ’gainst,” he moaned, backing away in terror. “Oh, mah supergomfloptous mammy! Ah didn’t done nothin’! Please, Mistah Spook, Ah ain’t done nothin’,” he wailed, falling to his knees at the foot of a large hickory tree and clasping his hands. “Why doan’ yo’ ansah ?” he groaned; slowly he cast his rolling eyes upward. “Dis am curius sarcumstance. Am yo’ unpossessed uv confab?” He was regaining his composure, and arose, feeling quite courageous. “Humph,” he muttered, with chattering teeth. “Ah suah does know how ter handle spirits. Ef dey ain’t some quare gwines on in dish yer naberhood, den I’m possess-ed uv de Debil. How am a m’otal ter ax a puson whar am dem creeturs, when dey am no puson ter ax it uv?” queried Unc’ Sam, scratching his head and moving forward. Glancing upward, he cringed,—for a long finger seemed to point sternly at him. A low moaning sound fell on his ears, and the old darkie’s knees shook. He remembered the words of Mose: “Yo’ mus’ be pious.” “Dat’s de one thing which Ah ain’t nothin’ else but,” murmured Unc’ Sam, and he began to warble shakily: “Dey’s a good time a-comin’, boys; wait a lettle longah.” Splash! Poor Unc’ Sam lay on his side in a little creek, stiff with fright. “Ah’m in de Riber Jordan, en mah soul am a-drowndin’. Oh, massy goodness!” A white ray of moonshine streamed through the branches of a tree, throwing into sharp relief a wierd, waving pair of claw-like arms. Cowering, his arm thrown over his eyes, Unc’ Sam lay in silence for a few minutes. Then, slowly rising to his feet, he felt himself all over, carefully. “Dish yer’ ’scrushun amn’t de most pleasingest I is uv,” he mumbled, glancing fearfully around. “Heah, who’s sneakin’ behime me?” he cried sharply, backing against a tree. But nothing was in sight except the silent trees and the darkness. Slowly he shuffled on, when — “Hole on, dar!” he gasped. “Whassis?” Something, small, with two long, pointed sections pro- V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 1,1 jecting from the top, sat up, before him, for a moment, then scuttled away through the trees. He had shaken himself, and taken one or two steps onward, when something soft, but slightly prickly, reached down and patted him on the cheek. “Oh, mah flutterin’ nerves!” panted the old man, the whites of his eyes rolling. A sudden rustling and stamping in the distance attracted Unc’ Sam’s weary attention. Hugging a tree and shivering with fright, he crouched, waiting. Stealthily a form approached for a second,—then silence reigned,—then snap, crack, swish,—on it came, until, dark and forbidding, it loomed in front of the terrified old darkie. Speechless, he stared, fascinated, his eye-balls prortuding to a perilous extend The form stood in utter silence for a minute,—it seemed an age to Unc’ Sam; then, with two or three clumsy stamps, it approached him. He could feel its hot breath on his face, and a cold, clammy touch on his forehead. At last his tongue was loosed. “Yo’ depahts yo’se’f f’om mah emmedjut bacinity, or, doggone mah cats, dish yer niggah’ll larn yo’ ter conduc’ yo’se’f mo’ ’cordantly in a ’spectable gen’man’s presence. Oh, mah Lawdy, Ah didn’t mean ter done nothin’, Mr. Debil. Have marcy on dish yer niggah!” he sobbed in terror, clutching the tree. With a loud and disgusted “Moo!” the form lumbered off, leaving Unc’ Sam in a heap, horror-stricken. Slowly, his scattered nerves collected, Unc’ Sam stiffly arose and stumbled on. The moonlight shone down upon the path, now, lighting it up; and Unc’ Sam’s spirits rose as he neared the lone pine. “Ah saw a black Angel a-flyin’ fru’ de air; Oh, Glory Halellujah! An’ he had a bumbleblee a-stickin’ in his hair, Oh, Rock o’ mah soul!” He sang, as he cautiously proceeded to the foot of the tall tree. Outlined in inky blackness against the white light of the moon, it presented a somewhat awesome aspect to the nerve-shaken darkie. Looking up at one of the branches he saw a motionless form with huge eyes which followed his every move with a directness that chilled his very heart. Suddenly Unc’ Sam remembered his mission. With chattering teeth and shaking knees, he asked, huskily and unsteadily: “Can yo’ inf’om me consarnin’ who knows de wharabouts uv dem green frogs?” And a solemn voice up in the tree replied: Who-o-o-o-?” —Josephine K. Olsson. Page 42 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Spotlights on Teachers JS MOST students, I had thought of teachers as teachers and I not as women and men doing many things. So I was sur- § prised and interested when I learned what some of the mem-I bers of our faculty had done. Mr. Fletcher, in his younger days, worked in a salmon cannery. Wouldn’t you like to see Mr. Fletcher, wearing a large rubber apron, trying to hold a flopping salmon? Mr. Fletcher says that school children are easier to manage than flopping salmon, so he prefers school work. Miss Henderson and Miss Jones were once successful music teachers, and both have taught in music institutions. Miss Burns was once a book agent. Wouldn’t it be funny to see Miss Burns trying to sell a book to an uninterested customer? Miss Gilstrap has worked in a bakery, frosting cakes; she and her assistant frosted two hundred cakes a day. If any of you are going to have a party and need a cake froster, just call upon Miss Gilstrap. Mr. May was a homesteader; so if any of you would like to know how a threshing machine should be run, just ask him. Miss Houck has worked in a bank and a large business corporation ; in fact, she has done all kinds of business work. Mr. Warfield was first lieutenant of the tenth cavalry during the World War. No wonder he wants us to be so methodical in our work. Miss Young, for many summers, had charge of the large force of berry pickers on her father’s ranch. Perhaps those payrolls helped her to become the good mathematician that she is. Perhaps our other teachers are just as talented, or even more so. I’d like to know. —Elizabeth Scott. To Benson IT was the Benson Polytechnic School that remembered how hard it was for a school to organize and to raise funds for the various school activities all at the same time. It was the Benson boys who decided they should like to extend friendship and help to the new high school, their neighbor. It was Benson that sent to Grant a check for five hundred dollars, to be used for three years without interest. Again it was Benson that sent its band to the football field to help Grant root at its first game on the home grounds. And now this new high school. Grant, feels very grateful to the Benson boys for their kindly feeling and for their substantial loan. Our friendship is theirs. Anything we have that they may need we shall share, gladly, with them. Here’s to Benson! —John Deifell. 17. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page I S The Daily Dozen ARGY! Hurry or you’ll be late!” It was mother’s voice ] I interrupting my sweet dreams. v “All right, in a minute!” After much deliberation V J and several gasps, I rolled out of bed and ran into the bathroom to give myself a cat wash by dashing cold water on my face. Then ensued the usual racing around and searching for last articles of clothing. I dressed hastily, vociferating a few “gees” and “gollies” when I knocked over a vase of flowers and bumped my crazy bone or suffered other minor mishaps. The savory smell of ham and eggs filled my nostrils and I bounded down the stairs two at a time. At the bottom I had quite a jolt when I abruptly sat down or rather slid down on the newly-waxed floor. I gulped down my breakfast in about two swallows, burning my tongue and leaving my trade mark on the table cloth. After a hurried caress I started off in high speed to catch the eight o’clock bus. Just as I was about to get on I remembered I had forgotten my car tickets. I rushed madly home again, much to my anguish and mother’s amusement when she made that witty remark about forgetting my head if it wasn’t fastened on. I swiftly retraced my steps but I arrived just in time to miss a second bus. Then followed fifteen minutes of weary waiting in the Oregon mist. I leaped for joy when I saw the bus’ bulky outline appear at the brow of the hill, for the hour waxed late and I did not want to invent another excuse for the dean. Before boarding that bus I had not realized how one hundred people could be crowded into a bus built for only about one-third of that number. My hat was knocked off and my poor feet were sorely mistreated. Standing up in that bus was about as difficult as trying tp stand in an old fish boat crossing the bar. A darky was sitting on the seat by which I was standing, and as the bus rounded a curve at full speed I sat squarely in that colored gentleman’s lap. My troubles didn’t end here for I heard a voice from the far end of the bus calling my name. It was one of my classmates. “Did ya get the thirty-sixth problem? How did you do it?” Much to my embarrassment I was obliged to explain loudly the solution of the algebra problem. At last I arrived at Thirty-seventh and Thompson. Thirty buzzers buzzed in unison, much to the conductor’s anger, which he voiced by telling us he was not deaf. When I stepped from that bus I knew how to appreciate the great open spaces. Such is life and the school bus. —Ellyn Kayseb. Page 44 MEMOIRS XJ. S. Grant MlimMIIIHimiHtlllHIMIIIIMIIIIMIIIIIIMIIHMIH The Diary of a “Freshie” Sept. 2, 1924—Grant High opened today. I was the first one there. We all went to the Gym, and a nice man gave us a talk and told us what course to take. I had already decided to take the College Preparatory Course. I think I’ll go to Oxford. Sept. 3—The same man talked some more. He is the principal and his name is Mr. Fletcher. He told us what books to get. We handed in papers telling what subjects we would like to take. Mine are Latin, History, English, Math, and of course Gym. Sept. 4—They did not get our programs ready, tho they worked until midnight at them. I didn’t have anything else to do so I went and visited my old grammar school. The halls and the children looked awfully small. I told the teachers that high school was easy and that I was getting along fine. Sept. 5—We got assigned to our registration rooms today. Mine is 110. I asked a girl where to find it and she said that there was an elevator some place, but she didn’t know where it was. A nice boy gave me full directions just how to find it. I couldn’t find it, though I did find the room. It’s the Friendly room. I found all my classes all right, except my Latin. I got into a Spanish class instead, which delayed me a little. After lunch all I had was Gym and a vacant period, so I went home instead. Sept. 6—The teacher scolded me for going home, and said I should always take Gym. But she said I only had to take it on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I think that was nice of her to excuse me the rest of the week. I think I am going to get along fine in Algebra because a girl told me if I was poor in Arithmetic I would be good in Algebra. I will probably be the best in the class. Sept. 7—Grant’s first football game was with Scappoose. We won. I can spell that name because I used to live there. Sept. 10—We had an assembly today. Mr. Fletcher got up and introduced a fellow named John Paul Jones. He is only a boy! In grammar school our teacher read to us about him. I never expected to see him though, because I thought he was dead. A boy from Benson gave us five hundred dollars. That was awfully nice of them. They must be rich. Sept. 11—I went to the Cafeteria today. The children must have been hungry, the way they pushed. I never saw so many flies in my life. When you opened your mouth to talk, a fly would fly right in. Sept. 12—Three other girls and me ate out back of the Gym today. There were a lot of sea gulls out there. We fed them our crusts. There were some dogs, too. Sept. 16—Today I found the Library. It is right over the front entrance. It’s a very nice place, but the librarian told me to stop talking. There are lots of fairy stories, and I am going up every study period. But if you lose your library slips, you can’t go for three days. I lost mine. Sept. 21—It’s been about a week since I’ve written anything in this diary. Mother says I spent too much time on it. Sept. 23—Today was the big game between Grant and Kelso. My! But it was exciting. The Benson Band was there. They probably came because they expected us to win. WTe didn’t though. Oct. 1—We get our cards Wednesday. I expect to get E in Gym, G in Latin, E in History, G in Math, and E in English. Oct. 7—We got our cards today. I got G in Gym, F in Latin, F in History, U in Math and F in English. I never got marks like that in grammar school. Mother didn’t like it. Oct. 14—The Grant buttons came today. They cost ten cents. I forgot to bring my money. Grant pupils must be poor. There was only one boy who would loan me any. Oct. 2H—I went to the Cafeteria again today. There were only four flies left. I found out later that they had put on screens. Nov. 4—Why do people change minds? After the lockers were all in place, they JJ. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page J 5 decided to move them into the hall. And oh! the noise. I wish they would look in the lockers. Nov. 13—This morning when I came to my locker, there wasn’t any. I rushed madly all over the halls. Finally, I found a vacant one. I was taking off my coat and hat and some boys came along. Their lockers were right near mine. When they saw me they laughed. I felt awful silly, but I couldn’t see what was the matter. Then one of them said, “You had better go down to the other end of the hall. This end is reserved for boys.” Nov. 20—A man came to take our pictures today. The freshmen must be the prettiest class, because we had our pictures taken twice. Nov. 21—We had a student body assembly today. We voted for a name for the school paper. The name chosen was the “Memoirs. It must be Spanish, for it doesn’t sound like English or Latin. It was suggested by Joe Bailey. Nov. 26—We had an assembly today. As it was just before Thanksgiving we were supposed to be thankful. I was thankful it came in the seventh period because I got out of Latin class. The Fifth Termers gave the assembly and they had a good dialogue between two boys, a play and some singing. Someone said the play was French, anyway I didn’t understand a word of it. But everybody clapped and laughed a lot. Dec. 1—Today they had a Faculty basketball game. They won. No wonder, those men teachers are so tall they can reach clear over the boys’ heads. One tall one played in the middle of the gym and jumped up and down all the time. I think his name is David Warfield. They fell down a lot. Dec. 2—This morning I happened to talk to a fourth termer. She said, “Don’t these little freshies make you tired?” I laughed, and said, “Oh, I don’t know. I’m one of them.” I’ll not relate what followed. Dec. 3—Oh! We had the nicest fire drill today. A man took our pictures and they are going to be in the “movies.” I hope he didn’t snap me when I was talking. I’m going to see the picture when it is at the Liberty. Dec. 9—Today I saw Ben Crosby and Margaret Dixon walking down the hall together. I was surprised. Dec. 18—The Memoirs” is coming out tomorrow. I wonder what it will be like. I put in two jokes. —Ruth Washburn. The Lion A shaggy mane of tangled hair, And cruel eyes,—with green they flare, A tawny coat with muscles there— This is the lion! A lithe and supple body strong, A twitfhing tail, both slim and long, And gleaming teeth to him belong— This is the lion! With padded feet the deer he stalks, Upon the trembling grass he walks, The unsuspecting prey he balks— This is the lion! A mighty roar the silence breaks, The very ground beneath,—it shakes, While hide and flesh his talons rakes— This is the lion ! —Ai. Muscovitz. Page 46 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant A Ballad ’Twas in the dead of winter, With snow upon the ground, That Bill and I put on our hats And called our trusty hound. The sun was shining brightly, As up the trail we went, With Bowser trailing far ahead, On some small rabbit’s scent. On and on we traveled, Thinking all the while, How many rabbits we’d bring home, And how the folks would smile. We hunted and we hunted, But failed to get a sight, Of anything except the trails, Made the previous night. Discouraged and disheartened. We started to go back, But heard something approaching, Which made the bushes crack. We stopped and cocked our rifles, And waited for the game, But when we saw a patch of black, We did not feel the same. And as we stood there waiting, The same thought came to us. It could be nothing but a bear. Making all that fuss. With every hair upon an end, We crouched behind a log, And from out the willow thicket There came—our trusty dog. —Rodney Lloyd. U. 8. Grant Page J,7 M EM 0 I R S Told by a Stone Introduction I. There is a carved stone in Mexico, A copy of which is in Washington. An explorer found it four centuries ago, In the fifteenth century ’tis said to’ve been done. II. A king of the Aztecs, Tizco’s his name. Is shown with his captives, For so great was his fame That all around Mexico Know of his slain And speak with much awe Of great Tizco’s reign. III. Cortes, the explorer, who is Supposed to have found it, Has talked about, and written Great stories upon it. Southern Mexico: The year of Our Lord, fourteen hundred sixty-three and the first day of June. It was a dark night. It was a sultry night. It was a very, very still night. Nothing was there to be heard but now and then the rustle of tall grass. Presently thru the stillness came sounds. What was it? Yes, it was someone coming slowly forward. No, not some one—many. Then came into the dark light ten forms on horseback. They were weird creatures, those savage Aztec Indians on their halfwild horses, whispering together as they progressed toward the city of one of those many tribes of Pueblo Indians. After riding for some time they came in sight of the first sentinel of the city. They went more silently; when they were almost upon him the leader of the little band went forward. The sentinel was alarmed but drew up with scorn and hatred in his hearing. The leader made some signs and then conversed with the sentinel in a low tone; finally the sentinel made an impatient gesture of unwillingness and the leader of the band killed him. Then the band moved on, circling outward yet toward the city. Page J 8 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant The second day of June.—It was a clear day; it was warm. People were busy. Everywhere were signs of hustle and preparation. The chief and the braves of this Pueblo tribe were returning from war and there was to be a feast in their honor; then there was to be the exhibition of booty and the torturing of captives! Oh, they must prepare for that! Toward noon the clamor and bustle ceased, but spirits were high. The women sat calmly nodding to one another, tho’ their eyes sparkled. The young boys, soon to succeed their fathers, stood stiff and erect with arms folded, tho’ their eyes glance excitedly around. The children were quiet with awe. Then—the sound of the trumpet! The Chief’s heralds! And the Chief! The captives were led in and shown to the people. Among the women to become slaves was an Aztec maiden. She was one of the most valued prisoners, for her father was the chief of the tribe whom these warriors had vanquished. He, and all but four of his sons had been killed. Two were free, and two were captives with the maiden. Then the feasting began. The second night of June. It was a clear night. It was a cool night. Out on the battlefield an injured warrior heavily raised himself and looked about him. All was quiet. Around him lay the dead warriors. He got up and went over to the stream. Then he gave a low whistle, mounted the great horse that came, and rode swiftly away. He reached the Aztec village and the story was told to him: the Pueblos had been victors and all his fellowmen, the Aztecs, were gone. Then he wondered. Where was the young princess who was to be his bride? He dismounted and went to the lodging of the girl. No one was there. He lit a candle and searched the dressing-table for a message of some kind that she probably would have left had she been taken alive. There was a ring there with a red ribbon tied around it, as the sign of a gift from the chief’s family. He guessed rightly that it was for him, Tizoc; one of the young chiefs. He put it on and rode toward the Pueblo city. According to a plan he had made with the ten Aztec warriors, he stopped about five miles from the city, dismounted, entered a thicket, and lifted a square of the turf that was loose. He found a little box there and opened it. Inside was a square of clay with four lines drawn thru a circle. One of the lines was a check. That meant eastward. The warrior placed another square of clay on top of the first to show he had been there, and replaced everything. Mounting his horse, he turned to the east. U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page J 9 In the Pueblo city, while the braves were feasting and the tribe was merry, the Aztec maiden sat apart watching the feast. After it was over council was called and then the braves and women commenced preparations for the torture. The men did one part, the women another, the children another; and all worked together. When all was ready they slept. The next day found the prisoners tied to trees and fires burned near. The Aztec maiden was sitting sorrowfully by the stream. Suddenly she saw a paper with a red string tied to it floating close to shore. She picked it up, and tho’ they were indistinct, she made out two circles with a horizontal line thru them. Quickly she destroyed the paper, but she was happier. Help was coming! She didn’t know how, but it would be a short time until she could see her lover. Soon she would be released—and maybe her brothers and friends, too. Meanwhile, Tizoc was riding steadily onward; soon he joined the ten braves who had killed the Pueblo sentinel. The little band had been to one of the neighboring Aztec towns and had secured help. Soon many warriors would meet them. They waited, hinally, the leader of the new armies came. Abcmt two o’clock that afternoon the Aztecs marched on the Pueblos. 1 he Pueblos, taken by surprise, were captured with little trouble. The prisoners were released and the maiden was given to her betrothed. A month later the princess and the great chief Tizoc were married, and the remainder of the first tribe of Aztecs joined the ones who had helped them. “The fiercest agonies have shortest reign; And after dreams of horror, comes again The welcome morning with its rays of peace.’’ —Janet Young. Buttons There are buttons of all colors, And buttons large and small; But that little G. H. S. button Is surely the best of all. Some wear it on the collar, Some wear it on their vest; But until there’s one on every coat The Generals should never rest. —Mildred Bishop. Page 50 MEMOIRS V. S. Grant The Legend of Hunchback Mountain w TJNCHBACK MOUNTAIN, a peak whose cliffs George and I had been warned by our parents not to climb, rose ma-A—jestically before us. But now curiosity had the best of us I and we had determined to sit on the edge of those cliffs and M then take the consequence, with the excuse that “Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.” So we started. At first we struggled through a quarter of a mile of timber and brush, then came out on a bald spot V where all the trees and brush had been pushed aside seemingly. so that the climber could pause a moment and look tack over the territory that he had traversed. But, being eager to gain the top, we hurried on until we reached a trail along the bottom of the cliffs. Here, George who was in front, cried out: “There must be Indians near; here’s a moccasin track for sure!” “Let’s follow and see where it leads us,” I replied. So we turned to our right and started tracking our guide. The trail being rather indistinct, we had to go slowly and watch carefully for the tracks. Soon our trail led into a gorge in the cliffs. Becoming interested in the surroundings, we continued on up the gorge and forgot all about our Indian. From the top of the cut, a narrow trail led out to the edge of the cliffs. Following this trail we came out on a rocky peak about fifty feet back and above the main cliffs. When we had recovered from the dizziness of looking out over the cliff for the first time, we began to throw rocks down on a rocky ledge about twenty-five feet from the bottom. This sport grew tiresome, so we started to return by the trail along the top edge of the peaks. Everything went perfectly well, without even a foot slip until we came to an old rotten stump near the cliff’s edge. At this particular point was a bank of loose dirt, and then the sheer drop off. Instead of going around on the safe side of the stump, where we’d have to plough through some underbrush, we started around the other side. Taking a hold of a part of the stump that projected, I began to edge past the rotten stump, but the piece that I was trusting my weight to broke and I lost my footing. I swung around so as to see where I was falling. It is hard to remember what followed, but I do know that automatically my hands and arms stretched out for support. I yelled, just once, then my mind and eyes were turned toward the edge of the cliff, which seemed to be rushing, rushing madly at me. My U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 51 arms clasped a bush as my body slid past it. As I did so my feet and legs swung around and hung over the edge, hut I was anchored— anchored to a tiny hush. I do not know how George helped me to get hack and away from there, but I do know that for awhile after that I was too weak to finish the trip, so we sat down beside a trail about fifty feet from the cliff. We hadn’t been sitting there long when an old man, leaning heavily on a crooked branch, came plodding along. George whispered, “That’s our fellow with the moccasins, and lie’s no Indian, I’ll bet!’’ The old man stopped and, looking at me, said: “What’s the matter son? You look peaked.” After we told him what had just happened he asked us if we’d like to hear a story about those cliffs. Of course we answered in the affirmative. Then, having seating himself comfortably between us on the ground, he related the following legend: “Hundreds of years ago, before the white people had crossed the Atlantic, there lived in this beautiful valley a tribe of Indians who, like all their kinsmen, hated those who were deformed. To one of the squaws of this tribe was born a hunchback boy. “On the very day of his birth his mother, who was the best squaw of the chief, saved her son from being killed by the braves. From then on it was evident that he would live only as long as she did, because there would be no one else to plead for him if she were removed. “As soon as he was old enough to go on trips alone, he would go for days and days away from the people that hated him and into the forest among his friends, the wild animals. There he would spend hours making friends of little chipmunks or birds. Some times he would climb to yonder Lookout Point and sit watching life go on in the valley below. When he was not on an excursion of some kind he would stay and watch his fellow tribesmen spearing salmon in the river or camping or some other daily affair. “When the Hunchback’s mother died and he was killed so as to cleanse the Indian village of cripples, that very night nature exacted her revenge. In the middle of the night there occurred a terrific upheaval, which destroyed the entire tribe. Out of the very bosom of the earth on which these Indians were encamped rose a long, majestic mountain, shaped like the hunchback of the little Indian lad who had been so mercilessly treated.” In thinking it over, George and I cannot decide whether we enjoyed the climb or the story the more. —John J. Deifeli.. Page 52 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant An Appreciation A LITTLE MORE than a year ago the site of the U. S. Grant High School was a large undeveloped tract of land. Since that time, through the co-operative efforts of the School Board and the city officials, a project has been carried out which bids fair to make this same tract one of the most useful and beautiful spots in Portland. The buildings and the grounds immediately surrounding them are owned and maintained by the School Board of District No. 1. In order to make this institution more beneficial to the students and citizens of the community the Park Bureau is making an athletic bowl, tennis courts and a swimming pool in connection with a regular city park. Surrounded by these facilities and inspired by their beauty, it should be very easy to obtain a well-rounded education,—mental, physical and spiritual. The city officials also have aided this development by cutting-through and paving all the streets leading to the U. S. Grant High School. The faculty and students wish to express their appreciation of all the efforts which have been put forth to make Grant High School possible, and of the spirit of hearty co-operation and good will which have been shown by the city officers, park bureau and school directors. The Sunrise At first ’twas but a flaming sheet That lit like fire the morning sky; This faded to a rosy blush, Reflecting radiance on high. The purple of the distant hills Contrasted strangely with the rose; Violet, pink, orange and gray, Each comes in turn, then fades and goes. The colors and the mist depart, And suddenly the sky is blue; Then comes the glorious golden sun, To rule the earth, a monarch true. —Janet Rf.id. Athleti c s • MEMOIRS Page 54 U. 8. Grant IIIIIIIIMHIlHlllllllllimilllMMIIMIMIMMMIIIIIIIIIIIH Coach Wharfield A FTER successfully coaching the teams of Janesville, Wisconsin, and Cherryvale, Kansas, Coach Wharfield decided to try his luck out West. He came very well recommended, having graduated from Lawrence College in 1917, and having attended the University of Illinois coaching school in 1922, and the University of Minnesota coaching school in 1923, under the famous coaches, Zuppke and Spalding. The team, which he and Assistant Coaches Eilertsen and Runquist have developed, shows that he has lived up to his reputation. FOOTBALL The last whistle has blown on the lined field for the football season of 1924, and Grant can settle down now to take an audit of the season from the standpoint of the games contested, the benefits of the individual players, and the forecasts for the season of 1925 as a member of the Portland High School League. It was the policy of the athletic department to encourage participation in the game for all the boys who put on a suit and spent the necessary time on the gridiron. In order to carry out this program an extensive schedule was arranged to give every player a chance actually to play football in interscholastic games. The boys who lacked experience to make the first squad were organized into a second squad which played eight games with teams from Jefferson, Roosevelt, Washington, and Benson, of Portland, and Scappoose, West Linn, Gresham, and Washougal. The experience gained in these games has been of real value to the players by giving them the actual pleasure and excitement of the game as well as an insight into the possibilities of development for the different positions on a football team. The first squad made a satisfactory record in the games played against the high schools of Oregon and Washington, and held their own in all of the contests. The line under the tutelage of Coaches Runquist and Eilertsen, former Oregon and O. A. C. players, developed an attack on offense and a defense that won praise in all games of the year. The forward wall of 1924 will remain intact for 1925, and, along with new material, gives promise of being a part of a Grant football machine that will bring glory to the Blue and Gray in future seasons. A mention of some of the members V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 55 of the line and their work will serve as a description of the possibilities of all the players who worked in each position. Tarbell, Dunham, Harrington, and Saxon were at tackle during the season and developed into players who could handle their opponents on offense, stop plays on defense, hurry the kicker or passer, and drive in to throw many plays for a loss. Boone, Gleason, Greenland, Captain Walker, Dougherty, Lillie, and Binns handled the end job to an advantage throughout the year. These players aided greatly in making possible a forward passing attack, blocking the secondary, and covering punts. They protected the wings on defense in a good manner and made it hard for fake plays to be run wide. At guard Schmitt, Ivison, Anstey and Fike learned the fundamentals of shock troops and drove forward and blocked well on offense. On defense they were a fighting crew who made it miserable for players attempting to run thru center. Rummel and Captain Walker at center were all that any school could desire. A proof of this is that few fumbles were made because of their part in snapping the ball. The backfield, with Caldwell, Backs-trom, Charlton, Clough, McCall, Pil-kington, and Rummell is one that produced excellent results. Caldwell is a natural triple threat player who can smash line, run the ends, pass, and kick on equal terms with any opponent met this year. Backstrom is a good plunger and off-tackle player who was responsible for a good number of long gains this year. He is also a passer who gets the ball to the receiver. Charlton is a hard hitting back and off-tackle runner and a fighter for yardage after being tackled. The midget quarter, Clough, handled his post to a good advantage. Pilkington was a good field general and a safety of excellent caliber. Rummell as a quarterback is as cool a player as ever barked a signal and his judgment will do much to produce results for the Grant team of the future. On defense the backfield was alert to spill forward passes and gave the line good assistance in stopping plays. With one year of experience and the entire squad intact for next fall, Grant has excellent chances to produce results that will be satisfactory to all followers of the game. Following are the names of all who made the first or second squads this year: Ends: Capt. Walker, Binns, Dougherty, Gleason, Greenland, Lillie. Tackles: Dunham, Fike, Harring- ton, Abelson, Sanders, Saxon, Tarbell. Guards: Anstey, Buck, Flanders, Gadsbv, Hall, Howard, Ivison, O’Bryant, Park, Schmitt. Centers: Kirk, McLeod, Rummell. Backs: Boone, Backstrom, Caldwell, Charlton, Clough, McCall, Magvinnes, Pilkington, Payne, Whiting. Grant, 6; Ridgefield, 0. Grant,‘12; St. Helens, 6. Grant, 6; Kelso, 14. Grant, 0; Camas, 0. Grant, 0; Astoria, 19. Grant, 0; Newberg, 6. Grant, 20; Woodland, 0. Grant, 6; Rainier, 13. Grant, 0; Salem, 25. Total—Grant, 50; opponents, 83. Grant Seconds, 6; Scappoose Seconds, 0. Grant Seconds, 0; Roosevelt Seconds, 26. Grant Seconds, 0; Jefferson Seconds, 30. Grant Seconds, 0; Washington Seconds, 6. Grant Seconds, 0; Gresham High, 7. Grant Seconds, 13; Washougal High, 22. Grant Seconds, 13; West Linn Seconds, 0. Grant Seconds, 12; Benson Seconds, 13. Total — Grant Seconds, 44; opponents, 104. Grant vs. Ridgefield Caldwell cut back across goal line for touchdown in second quarter. This was the only score of the game. The game was marked by the good sportsmanship of both teams. lilili'i 99 90VJ sHiowaw JUD.tf) Sf ' 2 U. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 57 itiiiiiiiiimtitmMiiiiiiiimimiiiiimniiiiiiiHiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiimiiMMHiiHititiiii Grant, 12; St. Helens, 6 Two long drives down the field netted Grant her 12 points and a victory over the St. Helens squad. On one play Backstrom ran 40 yards after picking up a St. Helens fumble. The St. Helens team is noted for its powerful line-smashing backfield. Grant vs. Camas Grant fought the line-driving Camas eleven to a scoreless tie. Grant had an opportunity for a field goal but failed to hold out the Camas line. Newberg, 6 Grant, 0 Basset........LE-... Greenland Sandoz .......LT........ Tarbell Renne ........LG......... Ivison McKern .......C......... Rummell Chamberlain • RG.........Schmitt Goodrich .....RT.......... Saxon Baird.........RE.........Gleason Courtney......Q...........Clough Board ........LH.... Backstrom Phillips......RH.........Whiting Hanville .....F...........Walker Grant vs. Kelso Grant, 0; Astoria, 19 In a sea of mud, Grant went down before the attack of Astoria. The first score was a result of a Grant fumble, an Astoria player picking up the ball and racing down field for a touchdown. Schmitt and Rummell played a great game for Grant. Grant vs. Woodland Although Woodland put up a stiff fight she was downed by Grant by a 20-0 score. A pass, Backstrom to Gleason brought the first tally. Charlton featured the game by his line drives and off-tackle gains. Grant, 6; Rainier, 13 Grant received the first count by a pass over the goal line, Backstrom to Gleason. Rainier scored by her aerial attack and line smashes. The second score came as a result of a recovered fumble. Grant carried the ball to the five yard line but a penalty for holding spoiled their chances for a score. Rummell started his first game as quarter and Lillie got off some good punts. For the first time the Grant team was defeated when Kelso took a 19 to 6 game on Multnomah field. Grant experienced too much Medlock from the start. In the first quarter he ran 57 yards for the first score, and followed by kicking goal. In the third quarter he again scored on an eight-yard line buck, and again kicked goal. Caldwell starred for Grant. In the second quarter, Grant worked the ball from their 20-yard mark to Kelso’s 7-yard line. A fumble dropped them back to the 19-yard mark, and a pass, Caldwell to Walker, netted Grant's only score. Charlton missed the goal kick. Kelso lost a chance to score in the fourth quarter, when they had the ball on Grant's 8-yard mark and suffered a 15-yard penalty. In the last quarter Grant had the ball on the Kelso 6-yard line after Caldwell intercepted a pass and ran 31 yards. Kelso made a big mistake in passing so close to its own goal, but held for downs and punted out of danger. Grant vs. Newberg The Grant - Newberg game was played on the water-soaked Multnomah field, and, for the greater part, the contest was unusually slow. Play seesawed in the center of the field and neither team had the advantage. However, a 5-yard pass which started Courtney of Newberg on his 35-yard run for a touchdown in the second quarter resulted in a 6-0 win for Newberg. Kelso, 19 Grant, 6 Payne . .LE... Crabtree ..LT... Burns ..LG... Phillips ..c.... Lothman • • • ..RG... Fike Baker . .RT... Boyd ..RE... Walker Dale ..Q.... •. Pilkington Medlock . • • • .. LH • • .. Backstrom Eubanks • • • • ..RH.. ... Charlton Martin ..F.... MEMOIRS Page 58 V. 8. Grant Grant vs. Salem Salem lived up to her reputation as one of the strongest teams in the state by defeating Grant 25 to 0. Ivison and Anstey worked well on the line and Backstrom and Charlton backed up the line on defense in an excellent manner. Captain Walker grounded passes and tackled to a good advantage. The team fought to the end and showed good defense at all times. This game concluded the 1924 football season. BASKETBALL Interclass rivalry started the 1924 basketball season, with the Sophs in the cellar, the Frosh next and the Juniors on top. Frosh, 12 Sophs, 10 Gabler ..F. Crowe ..F. Pyke ..c. Humphreys . • ..G-. .... Manning Mecham ..G. Gardiner s. Juniors, 27 Sophs, 11 Jaloff ..F.. Simpson ..F.. Horsefelt ... • ..c.. Curry McClung .... ..G-. Gabler Diefel ..G.. McLeod ..s.. • •.. Gardiner S-. Cloyes Juniors, 29 Frosh, 10 Jaloff ..F.. Simpson ..F.. Horsefelt .... ..c.. McClung .... ..G . . Humphreys McLeod ..G.. S-. Sophs, 17 Faculty, 37 Gabler ..F.. Felter ..F.. Curry ..c.. Hanley ..G.. Cloyes ..G.. s.. YELLS TEAM—RAH-RAH-RAH— TEAM-TEAM-TEAM TEAM—RAH-RAH-RAH— TEAM-TEAM-TEAM TEAM—RAH-RAH-RAH—TEAM. TEAM—RAH-RAH—RAH— TEAM—RAH-RAH—RAH— TEAM RAH—TEAM RAH— TEAM—RAH-RAH—RAH— GO-O-O-O-O—GRANT— GO-O-O-O-O—GRANT— GO-O-O-O-O—GRANT— G—R—A— N—T---GRANT GO! GRRRRRRANT—GRRRRRRANT— RAH-RAH—RAH-RAH— GRANT! U. S. GRANT—RAH-RAH— U. S. GRANT—RAH-RAH— WHOO-RAH—WHOO-RAH— U. S. GRANT—RAH-RAH! G—R—A—N—T—H I— G—R—A—N—T—H I— G—R—A—N—T—H I— G—R—A—N—T—GRANT! HI-RICKETY-BOOM-DI-I— BOOMER—SOOMER— GRANT HIGH! Page 60 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant iimiiiiiiiimHiiiuiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiuimiiiiMimniiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiimiiiiimiiiiiiHiiiiiiimiiiiimi BROADWAY KAEGI’S PHARMACY GARAGE “Where You Trade” (C. H. Hotter) Courteous and Efficient Service DRUGS—TOILETRIES SCHOOL BOOKS—SUPPLIES East 24th and Broadway GArfield 0321 Corner 51st and Sandy TOWING—NEVER CLOSED GArfield 3913 Adverti ser s’ Index Alameda Haircutting Beauty Shop J. H. James Son Alameda Shoe Shop Kaegi’s Pharmacy American Laundry Co. J. C. Kahn Andrews-Conover Fuel Co. Ladd Tilton Bank E. I. Apgar Hardware Company Leach’s Pharmacy Beaumont Pharmacy Elizabeth Levy Behnke-Walker Business College Lipman, Wolfe Co. Belknap’s Pharmacy Lowey Co. Bender’s McDougaJl Conn Co. Charles F. Berg F. J. Meadows Tailoring Co. Broadway Floral Shop Dr. P. T. Meaney Broadway Garage Meier Frank Co. Chown Hardware Co. Metropolitan Printing Co. Citizens’ Bank The Miller School Clifton’s Bakery Mrs. Clifford Moore Cohn Bros. Mrs. Isabel Nelson Columbia Paper Box Co. Northwestern National Bank Ben T. Crosby Northwestern School of Commerce E. W. Daniels Olds, Wortman King Dempsey, Kimsey Downs Oregon Mirror Beveling Works Eagle Stores Paulsen’s Pharmacy East Side Motorcycle Co. Peacock Beauty Shop E. Maldwyn Evans Peacock Jewelers J. K. Gill Co. Peasley Studio Grant High Pharmacy Pollyanna Shoe Shop Frank F. Harnden Printing Co. Rose City Park Pharmacy The Heppner School of Music Roseway Battery Station Hibernia Commercial Savings Bank Roseway Sweetshop Mrs. Ethel Hicks Sanders Co. Highway Theater Ben Selling W. W. Hill Spn Wm. J. Sheehy The Hizz Company Sherman Clay Co. Hollingsworth McCauley L. S. Siner Sons Honeyman Hardware Co. The Sugar Bowl Hyland’s Book Store U. S. National Bank Irvington Theater West Coast Engraving Co. Irvingwood Grocery Wholesale Typewriter Co. V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 61 Broadcasting from L. W. C. The Year ’Round Store “What do you need? “—A new spring outfit? (Spring’s just around the corner, you know.) “•—A birthday present for Brother Bill? “—Favors for your party? . . or just luncheon down town? “Lipman Wolfe can serve you in any of these respects — and in many more. “The year ’round you will find that L. W. C. is prepared to give you all that is smart and new—at prices that are reasonable, indeed.” ( (?o. C Merchandise of cJ Merit Only V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 63 ONE OF AMERICA’S EXCEPTIONAL BUSINESS COLLEGES THE NEW HOME of the “Northwestern” — the school which places success more easily and more quickly at your command. BECAUSE— —It Uses Modern Methods—The unimportant, impractical, and unnecessary have been eliminated. Neither time nor energy is wasted upon the routine, monotonous recitation. Every lesson of every day is made alive and arouses the student’s own interest—therein lies Success. —It Gives Personal Attention—Personal attention for each student in an enrollment naturally limited by the selection of only the ambitious and purposeful, enables you to progress as rapidly as your ability and application will permit—a method distinctively “Northwestern.” —It Maintains High Standards—No similar school is more fully accredited—and none has received higher recognition from colleges and universities to which Northwestern students have gone. —It Has a “New Home”—Modern, sanitary, and safe. It has the most modern arrangement and equipment spread over an entire second floor of a new building covering a quarter block in the heart of Portland’s new Business Center. Special Secretarial and Accounting Courses for High School Students NORTHWESTERN 1 ijochool of Commerce 341 Salmon Street (corner 3roadway) PUTS BUSINESS INTO YOU, THEN YOU INTO BUSINESS Page 64 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Would you like a gift from Berg’s? Well, so would she,” or “he!” For gifts of real significance choose GLOVES, HOSE. SILK UNDERWEAR. UMBRELLAS, SWEATERS, BLOUSES, OR SKIRTS CHARLES F. BERG who’s your hosier? 309 Morrison Postofiice opposite High School Books Bought, Sold and Exchanged at HYLAND’S BOOK STORE 204 Fourth St., between Taylor and Salmon One of the Editor’s Duties—To Answer Questions Like These “When will ‘Memoirs’ be out?’’ “Is there going to be a personal section?” “Is it too late to change my poem?” “Are you going to print jokes about the faculty?” “How many ads have you got?” “Did Meier Frank advertise in ‘Memoirs’ ?” “Have you paid your business manager?” “Will you run for editor next year?” CHOWN HARDWARE CO. AGENTS FOR GOLDSMITH ATHLETIC GOODS 147 FOURTH STREET, BETWEEN ALDER AND MORRISON TYPEWRITERS LATE MODELS “ALL STANDARD MAKES” Sale terms: $5.00 monthly if desired. Late models rented; 3. months $6.50 up. WHOLESALE TYPEWRITER CO. 113 SIXTH STREET TELEPHONE BROADWAY 7481 V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 6. Welcome Memoirs — 'W E CONGRATULATE the students of Grant High School upon the initial publication of their fine paper and wish for it a long and successful career. Our store is open to you, students of Grant, and we hope that you will come here freely during the busy days to come and make this your headquarters for Christmas shopping. Our prices are right and our stocks are large. The J.K. Gill Co. BOOKSELLERS : STATIONERS : OFFICE OUTFITTERS Fifth and Stark Streets A Christmas Eve Tragedy. “Trim the tree for the children, love, Before you come to bed.’’ A barber's wife from the floor above These words to him she said. The barber was weary, as one might see, For all day he’d been on his job. He used the scissors to trim the tree, And gave it a boyish bob! —Exchange. E. W. DANIELS Grocer CHRISTMAS GOODIES AT Garfield 1183. Garfield 1184 EAST 33rd AND BROADWAY Sanders Co. Grocery East 25th and Broadway Garfield 1187 Page 66 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant IRVINGTON THEATRE 14th and East Broadway DECEMBER 21-22—Manhandled 23-24—The Female 25-26—Geo. Washington, Jr. 27—The Man Who Fights Alone 28-29—The Alaskan 30-31—Held to Answer JANUARY 1- 2—Boy of Flanders 3—Rejected Woman 4- 5—Daughters of Today 6- 7—Right of the Strongest 8- 9—The Three Ages 10—Empty Hands 11-12—Single Wives 13-14—Gold Diggers 15-16—Little Robinson Crusoe 17—Red Lights 18-19—Wanderer of the Wasteland 20-21—The Eagle’s Feather 22-23—Little Johnny Jones 24—Through the Dark 25-26—In Hollywood with Potash Perlmutter 27-28—Sinners In Heaven 29-30—Little Old New York 31—Three Wise Fools Famous Sayings. “Walt” Heitkemper—“Order, please.” Florence Bell—“Now I think—” John Dougherty—“My nickel.” Helen Pearson—“I’ll draw you one.” Tom Dunham—“Here! Here! Less noise! John Paul Jones—“Fellow students.” “Vic” Beasly—“Hey, you!” Stanley Jaloff—“Listen to me.” “Harv” Lounsbury—“Who, me?” Mildred Whitten—“Perhaps.” Margaret Hall—“Gimme an eraser.” Howard Auld—“I hope to tell you.” Katherine West—“Gimme your Latin.” Jack Gadsby—“Don’t cry, little girl.” SUPERIOR LAUNDRY AND DRY CLEANING SERVICE American Laundry . East 0857 140 East Third Street, North MEMOIRS Page 67 U. 8. Grant iiiiiiiMiiiiiiMiiiiininiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniimmimiMMiiiiiiHiiHiiniiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiHminiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHniniiMiiiiiiiiininiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiniMHMilii YOUNG MAN, INSURE! AND WHEN YOU INSURE, TO BE SURE. INSURE WITH WM. J. SHEEHY SPECIAL AGENT FOR OREGON LIFE INSURANCE CO. (Your Own Home Company) A. L. MILLS, President CORBETT BUILDING. PORTLAND Father (reading newspaper)—“It says here that two typewriters were found in the Columbia River.” Marian McKinnon—“How do you know they are typewriters? They might have been musicians.” Mr. May—“Decline the noun ‘donum.’ ” Miss Ingram—“Donum, ah-er-um, dono — Mr. May—“I know you don’t.” Mr. May—“Mr. Griffiths, do you understand this problem?” Glen G.—“I don’t just see it.” Mr. May—“How unfortunate! Have you looked yet?” Teacher—“Name the five zones.” Pupil—“Temperate, intemperate, warm, postal and O.” Don’t Spend All You Earn— OPEN A SAVINGS ACCOUNT WITH The Northwestern National Bank Morrison Street, Sixth to Broadway Portland. Oregon Page 68 MEMOIRS U.S. Grant iiiiiiiHMinMiitimiiiiHiiMniiiiiiiimniiiiiiMimiiniiHiHiiuiiMHiiHiuiiiiiimiiiiiimiiiiiMiiHiniiMmiiMiiiiiiiminiMiiniiiiMiiiiniitimiMiitii U.S. Grant Song Frances Ludwig Arranged from a Shrine Son E. MALDWYN EVANS—Voice DIRECTOR U. S. GRANT GLEE CLUBS 639 E. 37th Street N. Garfield 5063 609 Bush Lane Building Atwater 2662 THE HEPPNER SCHOOL OF MUSIC (The Dunning System) ADVANCED PIANO AND HARMONY 597 E. 15th Street, North Phone East 5331 MRS. ETHEL HICKS—Piano Studios: 606-604 Maegley-Tischner Building Sellwood 0576 501 E. 29th Street ELIZABETH LEVY—Teacher of Violin Studio: 402 Bush Lane Building each Tuesday and Friday Phone Main 1764 MRS. CLIFFORD MOORE Studios: 604 Maegly-Tischner Building, 770 Schuyler Street HAVE YOU A VIOLIN? Would the loan of one help you? If so, apply to 301 SEIBERLING-LUCAS BUILDING V. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 6.0 DOES IT PAY TO ADVERTISE? As a special inducement to members of Grant High School and their families, this ad will entitle you to a 10% discount on all furniture, rugs, lamps, shades, cooking utensils and ranges (contract goods excepted.) You Can Trade in Your Old Furniture for New OPEN EVENINGS Easy Terms Easy Terms COHN BROS. HOME FURNISHERS UNION AVENUE AND HANCOCK The Largest Furniture Store on the East Side OFFER GOOD ’TIL JANUARY 1st Student—“And poor Harry was killed by a revolving crane?” Englishman—“My word! What fierce birds they have in America.” Miss Clair (in Science)—“What do we have during this summer solstice ?” Dan Boone—“Plenty of time for golf.” You Can Go to College! Your education will not end with high school if you plan now for your college career. Open a Savings Account here at the United States National. With it goes a Liberty Bell Bank to make your saving easier and act as a constant reminder that college looms ahead. United Stales National Bank. SKth and Starts Page 70 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant J. C. KAHN HOLLINGSWORTH MANUFACTURING JEWELER 208 Alisky Building McCauley QUALITY GROCERS SpeciaUsts In School Jewelry Special Attention Given to QUALITY FIRST Phone Orders Class Pins and Club Pins 42nd and Fremont Streets We Make the G. H. S. Ring Garfield 4214 Compliments of miller school Yeon Building Best Business Training Oregon Mirror Beveling Works Shorthand—Gregg and Pitman Courses—Typewriting Calculator—Comptometer English, Composition, Spelling In Portland Nine Years Have You Heard It? “Mr. May’s door is locked!” “Remember you are Grant students.” “A little order, please.” “Are we going to have an assembly today?” “You are now dismissed for your third period class.” “Where’s John Daugherty?” “The bell rang.” Take one tablet, on retiring in a little hot water. SHIRTS TIES HATS MEN’S WEAR 286 WASHINGTON STREET, PORTLAND, OREGON MEMOIRS U. S. Grant Page 71 LET YOUR PENNIES GROW WHILE YOU GROW PUT THEM IN A SAVINGS ACCOUNT Get one of our Dime Savings Banks in the Savings Dept., Downstairs Washington St. at Third Portland, Oregon Scout—“Cook, there’s sand on this bread.” Miss Cook — “Why, that’s to keep the butter from slipping eff, sir.” “Remember, my son,” said his mother as she bade him good-by, “when you get to camp try to be punctual in the mornings, so as not to keep breakfast waiting.” Tom—“Why are you mailing all those empty envelopes?” Harold F.—“I am cutting classes in a correspondence school.” The Choice of Grant Hi Men LATEST STYLES, PERFECT FIT—THE NEW 2 and 3 BUTTON MODELS IN ALL THE NEW SHADES. MY SUITS ARE POPULAR WITH THE HIGH SCHOOL MEN. $25 $30 $35 BEN SELLING MORRISON AT FOURTH Page 72 MEMOIRS V. 8. Grant IMItllllMIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIItHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIItlllllllllllllllllllllllHIIIIIIIIIIIIItlllllltlllllllimillllllllltlllll III IIII111111111111111 III Conn Band Instruments—Leedy Drums and Supplies Sheet Music and Music Books Free Lesson With Every Instrument Purchase OUR NEW LOCATION Elks Temple Corner llth AND ALDER STREETS Kear Dew Reynolds, one of America’s Leading Saxaphonists, Demonstrating at Our Store Ed. Howard—“I don’t believe that time is money, do you?” Ed. Anstey—“No, I usually have time to spare.” Freshie—“I’m trying hard to get ahead.” Senior—“Goodness knows, you need one.” Miss Friendly—“What is a ten-sided figure?” Harvey L.—“A dead parrot.” Miss Friendly—“What?” H. L.—“Yes, it’s a polygon.” ALAMEDA SHOE Rose City Barber Shop SHOP EXPERT SHOE REPAIRING J We solicit your patronage. We have our home and business in your district. Satisfaction guaranteed All Work Guaranteed 770 Fremont St., near 24th J. H. James Son ALBERT KLEIN, Prop. 1234 Sandy Blvd., near Library V. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page IS Paulsen’s Pharmacy East 43rd and Sandy Boulevard Tabor 1579 SCHOOL SUPPLIES Ride a Bicycle Save Time and Car Fare New Bicycles $10.00 down, $1.00 per week Used Bicycles $5.00 down, $1.00 per week “Quality first—Price as low as we can make it” Drug’s Fountain East Side Motorcycle Company Corner East Sixth and Stark Sts. East 1000 Robert Isler E. B. Isler Garfield 9932 SAY IT WITH FLOWERS DR. P. T. MEANEY From ORTHODONTIST BROADWAY FLORAL CO. 1120 BROADWAY Floral Designs Potted Plants Phone Main 5149 912 Selling Building Frances Pilkington (talking to Miss Cook)—“Could you tell me where I could find ‘The Man Without a Country’?” Miss Cook—“Yes, on the third shelf. Mr. Brown lost a valuable cow last week; she fell in a hole on her back. Mrs. Heistand—What animal is satisfied with the least nourishment?” Answer—“The moth, because he eats nothing but holes.” COMPLIMENTS OF ANDREWS-CONOVER FUEL CO. Coal Office, 36th Street and Sandy Boulevard Page 74 MEMOIRS U. S. Grant Rose City Park “Everything in Music” Pharmacy PERFUMES. TOILET ARTICLES AND CANDY Sherman,Flay Go. Band and Orchestra Instruments 57th Sandy Blvd., Portland, Ore. Pianos, Victrolas, Radios, etc. Phone Garfield 8918 Florence Wold—“I’m going to work hard next year.” Lucille Powell—“Aren’t you coming back to school?” Frank Bliss—“Have an accident?” Margaret Hall—“No. thanks, I just had one.” e D-iome of' v Quality Printing Plates NG CO COMMONWEALTH BLDG. PORTLAND. ORE. U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 75 mMiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiniiiMiiiiiiiiiMiiiiniiiimiimiiiniiMiiiiiiiMiiMiiiiniiiiiiimiMiMiiiiiini KNOWLEDGE IS To Grant High School POWER WITH COMPLIMENTS OF We greet the faculty and student body of Grant High School and compliment you on your new school and grounds. This bank is with you and for you in all of your school activities. COLUMBIA PAPER BOX COMPANY East 25th St. and Hollada.v Ave. Portland □ Be loyal to the East Side and bank with this friendly bank. The Citizens Bank Member Federal Reserve Grand Avenue at East Alder Easy Auto Parking FOLDING PAPER BOXES OF EVERY DESCRIPTION Miss Young (assigning six problems over Thanksgiving)—“Now class, take the first six problems.” Richard B.—“Can't you give us a smaller assignment so we can have something to be thankful for?” Miss Lyons—“Why do you spell ‘Bank’ with such a large ‘B’?” Burton—“ ’Cause daddy said a bank was no good unless it had a large capital.” Paul Jones’ back was strained by lifting the fore part of last week. E. I. APGAR Beaumont Pharmacy Hardware Company DRUGS. CANDIES. SCHOOL GARDEN TOOLS. PAINTS HOUSE FURNISHINGS SUPPLIES Free Delivery 1174 Sandy, near 40th Street 42nd and Fremont Streets Phone Tabor 2459 Garfield 1614 MEMOIRS Paf r 76 U. S. Grant lllllllllltMllllimilllllllllllllHItllllllllMHMIl LEACH’S PHARMACY Roseway Battery Station 38th and Sandy Garfield 4715 HEADQUARTERS FOR STUDENTS Headquarters for Radio Sets Parts and Supplies—Gas, Oils, Tires and Tubes 674 East Broadway 8 Hour—Battery Service—8 Hour Oregon Treatment for Appendicitis It Is Wonderful! 705 Swetland Building L. S. SINER SONS PRINTERS □ Publishers “THE ROSE CITY HERALD 2.500 copies every Friday 1176 Sandy Boulevard Tabor 7495 Mildred Whitten—“What is worse than finding a worm in an apple?” Howard McCleod—“Finding two, of course.” Mildred—“No. Half an one.” Mr. Wharfield—“What is the Liberty Hell ?” Elizabeth Taft—“The one at the end of the seventh period.” ALAMEDA Haircutting and Beauty y pI)uCk) SHOP ]Oc Marcelling, Shampooing, Facials, Manicuring ICE CREAM AND PASTRY Garfield 5524 Corner 41st and Sandy Fremont at 24th U. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page 77 Mr. Fletcher—“Tell me honestly, Robert, have you ever found any practical use for what you learn?” Robert' Rogers—“Oh, yes, I scared a burglar out of our house with one of our yells.” Lady (to new maid—“Can you serve?” Maid—“Yes, ma’am, both ways.” Lady—“What do you mean, both ways? Maid—“I mean, ma’am, so’s they will come again and so’s they won’t.” The Christmas Store OF BETTER VALUES AND SUPERIOR SERVICE OLDS, WORTMAN KING Page 78 MEMOIRS U.S. Grant ........... Mil.......... mm.................. MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Page 79 iiiiMHiHHiiHiiiiHitiiiiiiiiiniiiiHintiiiiiiiiiiiiiittniiiiiiiiiiiinniiiiiiinintimitiiiiniiittiiiHiMniiMimniiiiiiMiniiiiiniiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiMiiMiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiMiiHniiiniiiMMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiMiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Belknap Pharmacy Complete line of High School Supplies—Fountain Service, Mt. Hood Ice Cream, Candies—We strive to please you. Frank F. Harnden Printing Company High Grade Commercial Printing 903 Prescott Street 85Vi Manchester Bldg., Room 207 Broadway 7817 THE SUGAR BOWL Sundaes and Drinks that are just a little better. Up ©lit IrisrDP at a Bargain “We deliver on time” See BEN CROSBY YOU CANT GO WRONG WHEN YOU BUY YOUR SHOES AT THE POLLYANNA WE CARRY NOTHING BUT THE BEST GRADE OF SHOES AT LESS THAN YOU CAN BUY ELSEWHERE Next time you are in line for a pair of shoes give us a try and you will be con inced of the splendid buys at the POLLYANNA SHOE STORE 1291 Sandy Blvd., between 50th and 51st East 8321 Open Every Evening—Rose City’s Earnest and Only Exclusive Shoe Store U. S. Grant Page 80 MEMOIRS .........................................111 li M1111111M11 a •«• 111 m I.HIM • 11111 It t M111.. COMPLIMENTS OF IRVINGWOOD GROCERY ERNEST G. BJORKLUND, Proprietor Phone Garfield 4923 East 33rd and Knott Streets F. J. MEADOWS TAILORING CO. F. J. MEADOWS Bring: us your goods—We cut, trim and make Broadway 6455 New Address, 359 Ankeny Street Who Said— Nolan Holt was fat— Beatrice Desilets had curly hair— Miss Burns’ desk was cleared off— Harvey Lounsbury was a good villain— Betty Scott played the baby. The bicycle shed for the fifty bicycles parked on our front porch. The sixth term. Please find and return to Mr. Fletcher before the end of Jan. ’25. Marcel Waving Straight hair, the bugbear of every beauty loving woman, can THE PEASLEY be changed into a curling mass of ringlets with our marcel wav- STUDIO ing process. PHOTOGRAPHY AND ART Marinello Experienced Operator Peacock Beauty Shoppe Beauty Culture 407 Morrison Street 42nd and Sandy Phone Broadway 2837 V. S. Grant MEMOIRS Page HI Honeyman Hardware Company PARK AT GXiISAN STREET Portland’s Largest Hardware and Sporting Goods Store BIG FREE PARKING GROUNDS FOR MOTORISTS N-S Cars pass our doors Everything that's best in SPORTING GOODS, GOLF AND TENNIS SUPPLIES, CUTLERY HOUSEHOLD AND KITCHENWARE, ACCESSORIES FOR THE AUTOMOBILE — CHESTS OF TOOLS — CABINETS OF TOOLS ___________________________________________________ Who’s Who John Paul Jones—Great American naval officer; horn in Scotland in 1747: now president of the U. S. Grant Student Body Council. Daniel Boone—American pioneer of 1752; now football hero of Grant. Charles Kingsley—Great English novelist; born in 1819; at present struggling with Achilles in second term English. Margaret Wilson—One of America’s foremost writers; daughter of a former president of the United States; now a first term student of Grant, registered in room 110. Edward Wells — Weather man of Portland; now sports editor for “Memoirs.” Henry Thiele—Portland’s great caterer; now a first termer at Grant. It is said that Lincoln wrote his famous speech while riding to Gettysburg on a scrap of brown paper. METROPOLITAN PRINTING CO. Printers : Bookbinders : Stationers 40 NORTH NINTH STREET Try us for your next order of announcements and invitations MEMOIRS Page 82 U. S. Grant ItiniHlinillllMIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIHinilMHIIIMIMIIMMIIMIHMIllMMIIIIIIIiniMIIMIIIIinillllMIIIIMIMMIIIIIIIIIIMMMIIMIIIiniMIIIIIMIIIIIMIMliniltnillllllMIMIIIMnilllllllllllMMIIIIIMMlinilMllllinnilllMlltllllMIII CrossWord Puzzle This page is dedicated to Champions Whittlesey, Von and Houck, by John Deifell. Definitions of words that will fit into the blank white spaces; words either horizontal or vertical to begin in the correspondingly numbered spaces. 1 Something indefinite. 3 Relation (male). 5 Initials of a Grant leader. 7 The sap of certain trees. 9 An illustrious one (ab.). 12 Wrathful. 13 Know. 14 Turkish official. 15 Blue titmouse. 1 Open. 2 Relation (female). 4 Absent. 5 Boy’s nickname. 6 Reward. 7 Smooth. 8 Tilt. 10 Woody plants. 11 Marsh. 14 Latin conjunction. 16 Great institution of HORIZONTAL 17 Chinese money (pi.). 19 Sleeps. 21 Country of South America. 23 Accident. 26 Pronoun (obj.). 27 Distinctions. 28 Square of type. 29 Nozzle. 31 South American ostrich. VERTICAL learning. 18 Adverb. 19 Measure 20 Prophets. 21 Writing instrument. 22 Geographical Society (ab.). 24 Kind of tree. 25 Beverage. 30 Last letter of Greek alphabet. 34 Blusters. 38 Digits of the foot. 41 Possessive pronoun. 42 Pulled apart. 44 Adverb. 45 Alert. 46 Sheep. 47 Sailor. 49 Past participle. 50 Exclamation. 51 Pronoun. 32 To call out. 33 Neuter pronoun. 35 Incorrect contraction. 36 Czar. 37 Above and in contact with. 39 Propeller. 40 Identical. 42 Story. 43 Color. 48 Preposition. A copy of “Memoirs” will be given to the first one handing in a correct solution to the editor. U. S. Grant M E M O I.R S Page 83 Fancy Mountings Our Specialty—Fine Watch Repairing The Store of Charm PEACOCK JEWELERS Diamonds GOLD AND SILVERSMITHS—ART NOVELTIES Phone Main 5852 171 Broadway, next to Hippodrome Theatre n ' N save m MANY FORTUNES WERE , I BOUT UPON V flBJ FOUNDATIONS SMALL SAVINGS V m A Good Lesson HIBERNIA COMMERCIAL. Q 1|J| „ AND SAVINGS DMIll DEMPSEY KIMSEY DOWNS 244 SALMON STREET MAIN 5574 Printers Linotypers This issue of ‘Memoirs' produced in our modern equipped plant MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant Page 84 Compliments of CASH GROCERS THERE IS ONE IN YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD Tuition Is Actually Less at Behnke-Walker Than That Generally Charged by the Ordinary Business College Anybody who knows much about business colleges knows that Behnke-Walker is recognized as one of America’s most efficient and leading institutions. Furthermore, for 21 years every graduate of Behnke-Walker, who desired a position, has been placed by this college. CHOOSE THE BEST—PAY LESS—AND GET MORE Fourth, near Morrison, Portland OPEN THE YEAR ’ROUND—ENROLL ANY TIME CLIFTON’S CONFECTIONERY BAKERY Sandy near 50th Street Telephone Garfield 3619 BIRTHDAY AND WEDDING CAKES—PLAIN AND FANCY PASTRY OF ALL KINDS—HIGH GRADE GROCERIES, MILK, CREAM, BUTTER, EGGS AND CHEESE—ICE CREAM, BRICKS AND BULK—CANDIES, MAGAZINES, ETC. OPEN 7 A. M. TO 11 P. M. EVERY DAY U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 85 IIIIIIMlilllMIIIIIIMIIIMHMIlMIIIIM Cartoons Page 86 MEMOIRS IIMIIIIIimilHIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIItlllHHIIIIinilMllllilllllimHIlHlimilllllllllllllllllMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHinilllHIlHIMIIIIimMIIIIIIIIIHIimiinillllllllllllimiMIIIIHIIIil U. 8. Grant iHiiiiiiMiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiii J utogra)al|e U. 8. Grant MEMOIRS Page 87 IIMIM M111111IIIM III till 11 Ml 11111111 (M111II) 11II11111111111MII11IIII1111111111 n 11M11111(1111 ■ 111111 It M III III) I III 1111 It t IIIII III t III ■ 1111M11MIII III 111111II11111 ■ 11 III Ml 1111111411111 llllll 11II11III • IM1111 III Ml IIIM • III 1111 III III111 It 111II Ml I Ml I m 111 311c liuslt you all a heru (JHerry (Christmas anh a bright auh joyous JCeto IJcar ESTABLISHED 1857 m The Quality Store ira of Portland. Oregon 0 FIFTH SIXTH. MORRISON. ALDER STS DEMPSEY. KIMSEY a DOWNS. PRINTERS Page 88 MEMOIRS U. 8. Grant In Bethlehem In Bethlehem, so far away When Caesar Augustus held his sway, An order was sent forth to enroll In the empire under his control. Mary and Joseph to the city went, And there a long, cold night spent; The houses and inns were crowded all, So they journeyed out near the city wall. Here in a little ’dobe shed, They in the manger made their bed; Far in the heavens a star shone bright, For Christ, our Savior, was born that night. Out of the East a caravan came, Laden with gifts and jewels, all aflame, That the three wise men had brought with them For the infant Jesus in Bethlehem. On bended knee the kings adored Christ Jesus, our redeemer and lord. And down through all the years since then We honor Him with gifts to men. —Marguerite Riggs. ——----■ ' i - g m m ■ 'x;s, . ..■■' ..' '-yi- •-•••:'- ■• :■V. KSt -r- •� - ; 3NHE 4 - w m? kj . ;JSs r5w ; . '. - i , 1. • y;, .v .-• ?S fi§ Sr 5 . Agk .% ! ■ ■-■' ':• '■ vjH® s c- T? vr . t .. . 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