Hall High School - Hall Light Yearbook (Spring Valley, IL)

Text from Pages 1 - 118 of the 1923 volume:

THE HALL LIGHT j 1923 I PUBLISHED BY THE STUDENTS OF THE HALL TOWNSHIP HIGH VOCATIONAL SCHOOL SPRING VALLEY. ILLINOIS x % | JSWetorft f X X Ruskin says that any author £ ♦jj; who is really interested in his work, j ft would fain set down as if engraved •j upon a rock these words, “This 1 j; is the best of me, this if anything is worth your memory. This is a ‘Book’.” We wish that we might | f. dare to term this, our latest volume X | of the HALL LIGHT “Our Book,” | £ and yet we realize that in many % X ways it falls short of such a high £ £ standard. We realize that it is but £ £ absurd to think our labor beyond £ £ criticism. If therefore at times $ | the story is lax, if somewhere our % £ account is not what you had hoped $ $ it might be, we ask that you have $ $ patience and that you bear in mind $ | the many difficulties which have £ confronted us. May our latest vol-X ume of the “Hall Light” deserve an | ❖ honored place with its predecess- £ ? ors. | t ... . THREE j$taff of tljo “ gall Sinter11 mxh all ight” ( Bernice Hicks Editorials--------------------------------------- Michael Bender ( Gerald Hanney Athletics________________________________ . J FIoren?e £ � « ) Francis Hurley Jokes------------------------------------------Lester Van Tress Dramatics------------------------------------------Lois Grivetti Poems-------------------------------------------------------Carl Blum Exchange------------------------------------------ Joseph Torri Reporters—Henry Decker, Bertha Urquhart, Vera Bradley, Anton Jacobowski, Albert Steffen, Loretta Dwyer, Beatrice Boucher, Sylvester Edwards. Faculty Advsiers---------------Alice Thomas and Winifred Wilson FOUR BOARD OF EDUCATION J. C. SITTERLY J. II. FRANKLIN MARTIN ZEARING CHAS. F. SHERRARD FIVE M. J. RHOADS ROY BROWN, President LOUIS |WEBER XIS Annovd MONROE MELTON, A. B. Superintendent Indiana State Normal Indiana 'State University University of Chicago SEVEN IDA A. DYER Dean of Girls Girls’ Physical Training Home Economics Philadelphia Hospital Northern Illinois State Normal Bradley Polytechnic Normal University C. R. DAVIS, B. S. Science Greenville College Valpariso University University of Illinois. ALBERT E. DUNCAN, B. Accf, Manual Training; Athletics Gem City Business College Bradley Polytechnic EIGHT LILLIAN FISH B ACK, A. Latin; French Franklin College Indiana University B. JOHN C. KRUG, A B. Mathematics; Athletics Indiana University NONA LANDERS Home Economics Bradley Institute Arkansas State Normal. NINE HARRISON TONEY, A. I!. Mathematics; Latin Indiana State Normal AGNES MK Will RTFR, A B. Social Sciences Beloit College RUTH OSMANSON, A. B. Public Speaking; .Music James Millikin University. TEN ALLEN C. TYLER Head of Smith-Hughes Part Time Sellout University of Illinois Bradley Polytechnic RUTH PHELPS Commerce Albert Lea Commercial College Gregg School ALICE M. THOMAS, A. B. English Mount Morris College University of Illinois ELEVEN ANGELLO FONTECCHIO Bandmaster St. John’s College, Capistrano, Italy St. Juliano’s College, Aqualia, Italy. TWELVE THIRTEEN MICHAEL AVON “Deeds not words frown!” Debating (4) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Gypsy Rover (4) VERA BRADLEY “A girl who has many pleasing ways.” Putman High School Orchestra (3-4) Glee Club (2) Band (3) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Basket Ball (2-3) Reporter Hall Times (4) ELIZA BURNELL “Modesty is a candle to her merit.” May Fete Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Gypsy Rover In Love With the Hero Choral Culb (4) Glee Club (4) Basket Ball (1-2-3) JANET CAMERLO “She needs no,questioning before she speaks.” May Fete In Love With the Hero Gypsy Rover Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Debating Club (4) Choral Club (4) Extemperaneous Spk. (3) Salutatorian MARY CONDIE “A mighty jolly lassie with a mighty level head.” Basketball (1-2-3-4) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Choral Club (4) In Love With the Hero Gypsy Rover HENRY DECKER °Tis by wit and good humor that a man shines in company.” Basketball (3-4) iFootball (2-3-4) Track (2-3-4) Class Pres. (3-4) Gypsy Rover (4) Minstrel (3) Reporter Hall Times (4) OLLIE ENYART ‘Til be an artist, I’ll do things!” Times and Annual Staff (1-2-3) May Fete In Love With the Hero Glee Club (1-2-3) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Art Department (4) FOURTEEN EMMA FALETTI “Blessed is she who has the gift of making and keeping friends.” Office Assistant Basket Ball (1-2) Dramatics (1-2) JOHN GIACOMELLI “I stand on the brink of a great career; won’t somebody please shove me off?” Football (3-4) Class Basketball (3) JAMES GRISI.ANO “Good-natured, and to all a friend.” Basketball (4) Football (2-3-4) Track (3) DELLA GUERKINI “And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all she knew.” Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Valedictorian. IDA GUERKINI “A maiden never bold of spirit” Dramatic Art Club GERALD HANNEY “So do I shine, before the footlights.” Class President (2) Penrod (4) Gypsy Rover (4) Pres. Dramatic Art Club (4) Times and Annual ‘Staff (4) Concert Company Lightweight B. B. (2-3) BERNICE HICKS “Her sprightly looks, a lively mind encloses.’ May Fete In Love With a Hero. Choral and Glee Clubs (4) Gypsy Rover Sec. and Treas. Dram. Art Club (3) Class Vice-Pres. (4) Times and Annual Staff (4) Basket Ball (1-2-3-4) Orchestra (3-4) Class Prophecy Concert Company FIFTEEN KENNETH JOHNSTON “Greater men that 1 may have lived, but I doubt it.' Class Sec. and Treas. (4) Basketball (3-4) Track (3) Dramatic Art Club (4) Annual ‘Staff (3) Football (4) JOHN KARPINSKI “Of all my father’s family, I love myself the best.” Basket Ball Light’s (4) Football (4) M Y DELON MAHONEY “Never ready, always late, But she smiles—and so you wait.” Orchestra (2-3-4) Typ. Contest (3) Gypsy Rover May Fete Dram. Art Club (3-4) Glee Club Concert Company ROSELLA LINKER “Sometimes she sets and thinks, and sometimes she just —sets.” Basketball (2-3-4) EARL MARINEY “A self-made man, he adores his maker.” Pres. Dram. Art Club (4) Vice-Pres. Debating Club (4) Penrod (4) Light Weight Basket Ball (3) GERYAISE MAURER “A youth light-hearted and content—sometimes.” Basketball (4) Track (3) Penrod (4) Dramatic Art Club (4) Debating (4) Gypsy Rover (4) JAMES NESTI “His deeds speak his praises.’’ Football (2-3-4) Basketball (4) Track (3) SIXTEEN MILLIE RITE “There is no substitute for ardent and sincere earnestness! Gypsy Rover Glee Club (4) Choral Culb (4) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) MARY RIVA “She doeth little kindnesses which others leave undone.” Class Vice-President (3) Basketball (3-4) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) LOIS ROWE “Good-nature and good sense are here forever joined.” Gypsy Rover Concert Company Glee Club (4) Orchestra (4) THELMA SCHAT “Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness.” Class President (1) Windmills of Holland Choral Club (4) Shorthand Contest (3) Basketball (1-2-3-4) May Fete In Love With the Hero Dramatic Art Club 3-4) Gypsy Rover Annual Staff (3) ARNOLD SWANSON “The world’s no better if we worry, And life’s no longer if we hurry.” Football (2-3-4) Capt. Football (3) Class Basketball (3-4) Sec. and Treas.(3) BERTHA URQUHART “Gladly wolde she lerne, And gladly teche.” Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Sec. Debating Club (4) Basketball (2) Glee Club (2) Penrod (4) Class Poem (4) Times Staff (3-4) May Fete TRESS A WAITE “She looks so meek, and is not meek at all.’, Dramatic Art Club (3-4) Glee and Choral Clubs (2-4) In Love With the Hero May Fete SEVENTEEN ANN WOLF “A winning smile, a pleasant way.” Windmills of Holland .Gypsy Rover Basketball (1-2-3-4) Choral Club (4) Dramatic Art Club (3-4) May Fete LESLIE LINK “Nothing is impossible if one really tries.” Track (4) Orchestra (4) Glee Club (4) Band (4) LENA PE KINO “Her very frowns are sweeter far, Than smiles of other maidens are.” pramatic Art Club In Love With the Hero Choral Club (4) EIGHTEEN CLASS HISTORY (By Henry Decker) I was meandering slowly along through the lower corridor one morning, when suddenly a soft feminine voice fell upon my ear, “Oh Henry, won’t you write in my memory book?” “And mine too?” chorused a crowd of gay young damsels who quickly surrounded me on all sides. Of course I couldn’t refuse the ladies so I obligingly took theiu books and with them ( the books) under my arm, sought a quiet seat in the study hall. Slowly turning the pages, I noted here and there interesting snap-shots, newspaper clippings, references to jokes, programs from school plays, and a host of little notes beginning, “I shall always remember,” or “Can you ever forget?” I was just about to add my promised bit, when suddenly I saw this remark. “Will you ever forget the time when I was really slender?”—and it was signed Ann Wolf! Thinks I, “That must be ancient history”—this with all due apologies to Ann—and then before I realized what had happened, I was back in the land of my Freshman days recalling those good old times of real sport. Suddenly a thought struck me (as they occasionally do)—I remembered Miss Wilson’s parting injunction. She had said, “You are to write up the class history, but try to follow some new and original plan. Above all, don’t begin your account with ‘On the first day of September, forty-five frightened little Freshmen entered the portals of Hall!”’ Here was my chance. Why could I not turn through these memory books and dig up some really interesting bits of history about my fellow class mates? No sooner said than done; from that day on,‘I began studying memory books. I herewith give you the results of my exploration. The first bit of information is in the form of a note. “Dear Madelon: Say, weren’t you peeved when we got sent home this morning for an excuse because we were half an hour late? I don’t care if we were late every morning last week, it’s a shame we had to walk all that way back home. Never mind, we’ll get even some day! Yours, Bernice.” I looked at this note in surprise because I knew these girls were seldom tardy in their senior year, and then I understood. The paper was wrinkled and yellow. Yes, it had been written when these two were mere freshmen—before they knew any better. NINETEEN The next page of this memory book had nothing on it but a big snap shot. Well, no wonder it was big, look at the husky athletes who were in the group. Ann Wolf, Tommy Schatz, “Stonewall” Linker, Mary Riva, Bernice Hicks and Mary Condie—the girls’ class team, champions in their Sophomore year and second best the following years. These two items were all I could gather from this particular book, so I searched for more from another. Here I found a regular “gold mine” of material. One was a program for a school production, “The Merchant of Venice,'” given in our freshman year. On the margin I found scribbled, “Jack O’Malley made a perfect Shylock—I shall never forget the way he sharpened his knife on the sole of his shoe.” Just opposite this program I found pasted another. A program for “The Gypsy Rover.” Again, the owner had indulged in scribbling. “Mike Avon as a butler! He ought to take up that profession seriously.” Evidently the possessor of the book was a lover of dramatic talent, for as I glanced hastily through the remaining pages, I caught fleeting glimpses of “Windmills of Holland,” “May Fete,” “Rag Time Wedding,” “In Love With a Hero,” “Penrod,” and The Concert Company—in all of which, members of our class had had a prominent part. On the program for the Morris Concert I found, “Say, wasn’t that the meanest trick Miss Osmanson and Miss Phelps played on us when they kept the lights on in the bus all the way home ? And t hey sat in the back seat too—who wants to put his arm around his girl with two lively chaperones present?” In another book I found a newspaper clipping, “Bombo Nesti and Capt. “Cope” Swanson starred in the football game at the High School last Saturday afternoon, when Mendota was defeated by the score of 19-9. Capt. Swanson suffered a broken ankle in the third quarter and was forced to retire from the game.” When I read those lines I saw again the set faces of our boys as they went back in the last quarter to win. And win they did. On the same page were a number of clippings having reference to other games. This one was heavily underlined. “La Salle was beaten by Hall Twp. High last Saturday to the time of 17-13.” On L. P.’s own field too! This happened when our team was the dark horse in the I. V. Conference and when we were Sophomores. A figure in oratorical pose next drew my attention. Earl Maki-ney without a doubt. Earl was the only fellow in the class that always had something to say—and said it. Ask this gentleman and Kenny Johnston about their adventure while attending the Older Boys’ Conference at Princeton. Perhaps (?) they’ll consent to tell you. Upon turning another page the caricature of a mascot goat with TWENTY Jerry Hanney’s beaming countenance where its own should have been, glared forth. This recalled the days when “Soup” was the mascot of the class of ’23. However, he finally got tired of that honored position in our hall of fame, and grew himself out of it. It’s an even bet now between Dutchy Maurer and Jerry for the honors of class giant. But how can I give you an adequate idea of all the curious things that I found on these pages? Would you believe it, I even found one page that looked like a display window in a department store, for it had pasted upon it a huge square of pink gingham—well perhaps it was taffeta—I never have been able to tell the difference—and under this was written, “Sacred to the memory of the Junior Prom that wasn’t!” ? And that isn’t all I discovered! On one page was a funny black square just peppered full of little holes. I had to think a long time before I could decide what it was—then suddenly I recalled the day when Bernice Hicks accidentally spilled sulphuric acid on her stockings. No wonder she made such a speed record down to Mrs. Dyer and the rest room! One page caused my own ears to burn—for a few seconds—it had some joking reference to notes which were carelessly lost. But then, I decided they weren’t referring to me, but to two certain Juniors. Seniors, we have had lots of fun during these four years, haven’t we? And as I have read the pages of this history have you recalled scores of incidents which I have not deemed it possible to record? Of course you have. In the language of the memory book which has become mine after all this eager perusal of their pages, “can you ever forget?” I ask it again, “Can you?” The answer comes back in another oft repeated phrase, “The good old days of sport are ours forever.” May I add, “Long live our Township High!” TWENTY-ONE Together we stand united today, Tomorrow we part forever; And who the fate of each can say, Or control the bonds that sever? But that which is best in life’s hard test, Is the knowledge of friendship’s good will, So, here’s wishes of luck with plenty of pluck, As you climb Life’s Difficult Hill! You to the East and I to the West, In friendship’s chain a link, Into Life’s Sea on an unknown quest, We shall battle its waves or sink. With might and with vim, determined to swim, Let come what may us befall, We’ll be worthy our bond, e’en though Sloughs of Despond, Shall fall to the lot of us all. We are clasping hands at the crossroads now, Though strange to us seems this parting, Each of us choosing a separate path, As out into life we are starting. And whether this means a farewell forever, ’Tis past our way of knowing, But comrades, here’s wishing you the best of luck In the teeth of all winds blowing! —Bertha Urquhart. LEST WE FORGET (The Valedictory by Della Guerrini) America, to the foreigner as he views it from across the intervening ocean, is a land of the ideal, a land of dreams, truly a wonder world. He beholds in America a monument of hope, of opportunity, of free and unobstructed success, of liberty, justice and equality—a land where all enjoy civil and religious liberty, universal education, and the right to participate in all affairs of government. To him, America appears a paradise on earth, a heaven where all dreams come true. Small wonder then that he craves admittance to this land of his heart’s desire. Year after year he hoards his meager store of hard earned coins until at last he is enabled to reach his land of dreams. But what a rude awakening awaits him here! In the face of stern cold reality, the dream which he brought with him soon fades, becoming fainter and yet more faint. A stupendous, a shameful waste of splendid energy, enthusiasm and idealism results—energy and enthusiasm, and idealism which our country needs and should not be slow to evaluate properly. It is for us Americans to awake and to realize the seriousness of this loss. Let us rejoice that the foreigner has dreamed his dreams of our country; let us take pride in the fact that he has pictured America to be so supremely ideal, but let us also realize our faults. Let us pause long enough in our busy round of countless activities to take stock of our shortcomings. In just what respects are we falling short of the foreigner’s dream? In the first place we are wasters; we lack thrift. The American people are the most extravagant on the face of this earth. The more a man earns, the more he spends. Only spasmodic attempts are made to save. Families live up every penny of their incomes, and then when financial reverses come, they run heavily into debt. All of us complain about the high cost of living, and that, even while we are throwing into our garbage pails enough food to supply an average peasant family of Europe—bread that has been allowed to mold through carelessness, cooked vegetables worse than useless becaues the amount has not been properly calculated. The trouble with us is that we have too much of everything. We say, “What’s the use of being economical? There is plenty more.” And then we wonder that the second or third generation of foreign born citizens lose the splendid virtue of thrift which was their parents’. Perhaps our next most apparent fault is our lack of thoroughness in everything we do. Emphasis is placed on how much work one can do, rather than upon how well the work is done. The two infernal TWENTY-THREE Americanisms, “That’s good enough,” and “That will do” are to be heard everywhere. We don’t seem to care how we do our work, just so it “gets by.” Rightly did Theodore Roosevelt say that the curse of our nation is its lack of thoroughness. Can we reasonably expect painstaking, thorough work from our foreign born citizens if everywhere we are setting them an example of shiftless inefficiency? As distinctly bad as are these first two faults, we have yet another which probably causes greater adverse reaction on the part of the foreigner than the first two taken together. The American people have too little respect for law and authority. Too often our laws are regarded as restrictions which if cleverly evaded need not bother us a great deal. Too often the policeman is a person to be feared, an enemy. Why are we so reluctant to realize that laws are made to protect us, not to tyranize over us, that policemen are the safe-guards of our life and our property, not bitter foes! The foreigner comes to us eager to accept our ideas and our ways, and this is what we teach him! We fall short of the foreigner’s dream in yet another way. We tolerate slums, we allow our foreigners to have their first introduction into American life in these detestable tenements. The living conditions in these places are unspeakable; they cannot but create toughs and bad citizens. Jacob Riis speaking of the slums declares, “Half the tenement-house population is always moving, and to the children the word “home” has no meaning. Good citizenship hangs upon the rescue of the home imperilled by the slum. With the home gone, which made life worth living, what were liberty worth ? With the home preserved, we may look forward without fear.” Americans need to recognize the value of this statement, to realize that the slums cannot produce real Americans—that at best they are naught but hot beds of disaster. Then too, consider the matter of education. We are making entirely too little effort to teach our foreigners the native language—our native traditions and ideals. How can we expect the foreigner to acquire this knowledge? By instinct? Surely not. And yet too often he is allowed to shift for himself. Especially is this true of the older people. Groping about in the dark trying vainly to understand this new world into which he has been thrust, small wonder that he prefers to congregate in crowded sections of the city with people of his. kind. If this is true, whose fault is that that American cities today are confronted with the problem of China-town, of Russian quarters, of Little Italy? “To the American,” quotes Edward Bok, “These particulars in which his country falls short with the foreign born are perhaps not so evident; they may even seem not so very important. But to the foreign born they are distinct lacks; they form serious handicaps, which in many cases are never surmounted; they are a menace to that Americanization which it today more than ever our f ondest dream and which TWENTY-FOUR we now realize more keenly than before is our most vital need, not only for the foreigner, but for the American as well. There are thousands of American-born who need Americanization just as much as do the foreign-born. No law, no lip-service, no effort, however well in-tentioned, will amount to anything worth while in inculcating the true American spirit in our foreign-born citizens, until we ourselves feel and believe and practice in our own lives what we are teaching to others.” Americans, you who are willing to do more than lip-service for your country, let us consider seriously these faults which have been imputed to us by foreigners within our gates, foreigners of keenest insight such as Jacob Riis, Edward Steiner, and Edward Bok, men who have cared enough about our country to become one of us, men who have had sufficient affection for our country to scorn platitudinous praises, and have preferred rather to deplore the fact that we are falling far short of our potential possibilities. They have realized that we are failing the foreigner in many ways; they are trying to make us appreciate the fact that unless we can live up to the dream of the foreigner, our future American citizen, we shall lose much that is of incalcuable value. Fellow Americans, let us heed their pleas, let us burst the swollen bubble of our pride and realize that it is with humility we should say with Kipling in his great Recessional— “For frantic boast and foolish word— Thy mercy on thy people, Lord!” HALL HIGH ’Tis fine to see all other schools, And travel up and down, Throughout their shining corridors And class-rooms of renown; To admire their grounds, and students, Their athletes, straight and tall, But now I think I’ve seen enough— Let me travel back to Hall. 0 it’s Hall again, Hall again, Hall Township High for me; My heart turns back to good old Hall, And there I long to be. —Carl Blum. TWENTY-FIVE RADIO (Salutatory by Janet Camerlo) Only a comparatively few years ago, radio, which is now considered one of the most important inventions of the ages, was regarded as an utter absurdity, as the brain child of a fanatic who was attempting the ridiculously impossible. About twenty-five years ago, in 1897 to be exact, Guglielmo Marconi, an Italian, then only twenty-two years of age, first began to dream of sending wireless messages—at least ten miles. A little later he aspired to span the English channel, and then he conceived the idea of sending messages across the Atlantic. At each stage in this development of the wireless, people assured him that he was simply wasting his talents and energies, but in each case he kept forging ahead. At last in 1902, he succeeded in creating a really successful apparatus. Two other men, Bellini and Tosi, both Frenchmen, then became interested in this invention of the youthful Marconi and began their years of struggle in developing the radio as w6 know it today. As late as 1903 is was nothing but a crude laboratory toy with little prospect of becoming truly practicable. Sensational publicity, moreover, had claimed for the wireless and radio, such startling poWers that much harm was done because the public was led to expect too much from them and when tests were made from time to time, people were exceedingly disappointed at the seemingly negligible results. But in spite of almost insurmountable difficulties, radio is coming unto its own. It is now acknowledged to represent the very highest technique in applied electricity, and is recognized everywhere as the science which in all probability will, and for that matter is, revolutionizing the thought of the universe. Today, in fact, radio has come to take an almost indispensable part in the activities of our busy world. Every town has its group of interested enthusiasts, and through these groups practically every citizen can keep in touch with the information daily broadcasted by great public utility concerns—market reports, weather predictions, lectures on matters of public interest, sermons, grand opera, light musical comedies, jazz music—even bed-time stories for the youngsters of the family have come to be within the reach of even the most isolated homestead. Pick up the Chicago Tribune, and you will find lengthy articles headed, “Special—By Radio”—practical use is here being made of an invention which only a few years ago was regarded as absurdly foolish. Again, consider the matter of ship to ship communication. Here the radio is alone in efficiently accomplishing its purpose. Properly equipped with radio, no ship need at any time be out of touch with the affairs of the world. And of course no one needs to be reminded of the TWENTY-SIX countless lives which have been saved through the S. 0. S. calls sent out by radio or wireless. In fact, such a common part of our everyday existence have become these uses of radio, that we are beginning to accept them as matters of course. It is only when we hear of some new and striking departure from the usual trend of affairs that we pause to think with startled wonder of its possibilities. Let us take for instance, an account which we find in a recent number of the Literary Digest. By means of the radio telephone, a human voice has actually been heard across the Atlantic—not as a message sent in telegraphic code, but as the actual voice of the speaker. Individual differences of tone were even detected. Think of it! Think of the possibility of calmly conversing with our friends across the Atlantic—across the 3,000 miles of ocean which lie between us. This feat seems scarcely less marvellous than the seemingly absurd conjecture that the time will come when we can communicate with the planet Maris, and yet the Atlantic has actually been spanned. Is it too visionary to hope that the other may also be accomplished? Truly this is a thought which may well make us gasp. Of course, we must realize that there are yet many difficulties to be conquered. For one thing, the matter of secrecy is an important item. No one cares to talk to a relative or a friend while hundreds are “listening in”—here we have the disagreeable features of a party line telephone conversation, intensified many times. This is a problem which must be solved in the future if radio is to accomplish the results we are expecting of it. Again, there is the matter of static. Radio must be rendered less dependent upon atmospheric conditions. All of us know how annoying are the cat fight howling and squalling noises which oft times on nights of impending electric storms interrupt the enjoyment of an erstwhile beautiful opera selection. Yet another problem—if radio is to fulfill its greatest possibilities, “listening in” sets must be made less expensive. At the present time, only those especially gifted who can assemble sets of their own, or those who can pay for expert service, are privileged to enjoy the benefits of radio. These problems presented by matters concerning secrecy, static and expense are only a few of the many which are yet to be solved. Perhaps it is the existence of these very problems which makes radio such a fascinating study. Acknowledging then, that radio as a science is only in its infancy, that it is far from perfect, let us refrain during these first years of its development, these years of apparent stagnation when no particular advancement seems to be made, from growing indifferent to the great possibilities which most certainly lie before it. Let us remember that our present telephone was not perfected over night—that our telegraph system has passed through years of experimentation—that all things worth while are the growth of years of study and development. If at times our hopes for the future seem TWENTY-SEVEN too visionary, let us remember that it is “What we aspire to do although never actually accomplish, that really counts.” THEME DAY ’Tis the night before theme day And time to be in bed, But not an idea is stirring In my ivory head; Father is reading In the old Morris chair, While Sandy is brushing His fiery red hair; Mother is sewing A mend in my clothes, While pussy is brushing A fly from her nose. Sister is singing The jazz of the town, And Johnny is tumbling Around like a clown. The canary is whistling A tune as of yore, While Collie is barking As he chases ’round the door. This poem will give you An idea why I, At the mention of theme day, Chew my pencil and sigh. —Kenneth Johnston. TWENTY-EIGHT CLASS PROPHECY (By Bernice Hicks) Street Fairs had always been a source of great amusement to me— I had ever awaited their coming with great eagerness, and now that “The Largest Fair in All the World!”—at least the announcements proclaimed it such—was coming to our town, I was thrilled at the thought of all the fun which would soon be mine—the side shows, the band, the ferris wheel and the fortune teller. When I reached the scene of the fair and was drawn into its bewildering vortex of noise and confusion, I was at first much amused by the various sideshows with their exhibits of curious wonders, but for some reason I soon grew tired of this—even the merry-go-round, that never failing joy of my childhood, failed to please me—the noise seemed horribly raucous and strident! In sheer desperation, I sought refuge from the glittering sham of it all in the tent of the fortune teller. The place was so cool and refreshing that I sank with a sigh of relief into the chair which Madame Durant placed for me before a perfect sphere of beautifully lucid crystal. Suddenly the idea occurred to me—why not inquire into the future of the class of ’23? Then I would have something with which to surprise my fellow students. I could tell Ollie whether or not she would ever become a Coles Phillips or Sydney Smith—I could tell Henry Decker if his day dreams were idle visions or a wonderful reality, and I could inquire into Anne Wolf’s love affairs of the morrow. The future would lie open before me. Naturally Madame Durant wasn’t going to give me all this information for a paltry little quarter, so I fixed the matter up with her by promising to do a little advertising. I told her for instance that if she would just give me a hint of what the future held for Thelma Schatz, that Thelma would pawn all her jewels but what she would learn the rest. Smiling, for this idea seemed to please her, she bade me look into the crystal. I did, and this is what I saw—you can believe it or not, as you wish—as for me, I never have believed in fortune tellers. The first thing I saw was the gang-plank of a large ocean steamer, upon which I plainly discerned John Giacomelli, with an array of porters and bags coming down from the ship—John was what he had always wished to be—a globe trotter. I wish you could have seen his mustache! Behind him came a flurry of silks and satins and a gay colored paraphernalia—I was sure it was Eliza Burnell, but the vision faded so suddenly from the globe that I couldn’t be sure whether she was with John or not. TWENTY-NINE I now found myself in the midst of thjs business world. I saw a long row of typists—among whom I soon sighted Mary Condie and Thelma Schatz busily tapping away. But you know—I doubted if they would long be thus engaged, because—well—on the left hand of each of these girls sparkled a beautiful solitare. Who was that in the next room? Sure enough! It was Vera Bradley, assistant editor of the New York World, seated at her desk. Vera was day dreaming, perhaps she was in the act of getting an inspiration for her next great article—perhaps she was too dreaming of a solitare—I couldn’t be sure. The scene shifted to a theatre—a large orchestra was playing in the pit—who was leading the first violinists but Madelon Mahoney! (A queer world—thought I—at this moment when I was looking into the globe—I knew Madelon was out having the time of her life on the “Ocean Wave.”) But for whom were they playing? I was astounded to see Gerald Hanney and Gervaise Maurer taking the leading roles in the play that was being staged—Gervaise of course was the stern papa! The theatre that I had seen in the depths of the crystal, now faded, and in its stead I found myself gazing at a typical country scene in the center of which, clad in blue overalls and a big straw hat, was Kenneth Johnston! He was walking toward a neat little farm house —and there was Ann Wolf waiting at the door to welcome him—(Good gracious! This was so sudden!) Then the scene shifted to the interior of .the home—the table was set for dinner—Ann had a guest—but who was he? I looked closely indeed; it was John Karpinski—dressed in sport togs, noisy checks and all—he had probably stopped in for dinner, while on a tramp through the country. (Ann and Kenny married !! I laughed so heartily that Madame Durant looked startled—I could hardly wait to see Ann!) Evidently Madame felt that she was giving me too much information for my money, for she now caused the scenes to follow each other in rapid succession. Janet Camerlo appeared in a huge laboratory teaching a class in chemistry—(and I had always thought that Janet would be a lawyer!) Earl Makiney as a lion tamer in Barnum and Bailey’s circus! (I guess he just looks mad at ’em—he’s awful when he’s mad.) Of all things! Here came Rosella Linker and Ida Guerrini as models—Rosella gracefully slender, and Ida boldly chic! Won’t there be a run on Wallace records when Rosella hears this, though? I had scarcely recovered from the shock of this revelation, when I received another. Henry Decker was ambling ( he never semed to get over this) down a quiet village street when suddenly he turned into a THIRTY little white house upon which I read, “The Reverend Henry Decker.” Thinks I, “Henry had better start getting his English lessons; some of these days when he grows up, he may want to quote poetry in his sermons.” Then I saw Ollie Enyart—on a dairy farm in Princeton (I wasn’t surprised to see that, though, really I wasn’t!) Lena Perino was managing a cafeteria (Thanks to Mrs. Dyer’s careful training.) Next I saw Tressa Waite—she was a nurse, i Can you imaging Tressa taking orders and waiting on anyone ?) And wonders of wonders—Millie Rice appeared dancing in one of the finest cafes in Chicago! Toe dancing too! My goodness, but then, Millie always did like to flit about from one place to another. Of all things—there was Mary Riva, speaking at a Suffragette meeting—Mary a suffragette! Michael Avon was canvassing from house to house—a book agent. 11 won’t say how many doors were closed in his face—a dog was just chasing him around the corner when the vision faded.) Then I saw Lois Rowe—a manicurist in a barber shop. Near at hand was a blonde young chap who seemed to be shaving someone. When he looked up, I was sure he resembled one of the boys of the Junior class, but couldn’t be sure. The scene shifted quickly to the jungles—there was Arnold Swanson and his wife, guess who—sure enough, it was Della Guerrini—they were shooting lions. ) Can you imagine Della shooting lions! Well that was what she was doing!) Next appeared James Grisalano—he was delivering a speech and behind him stretched a big banner on which was written, “James Grisalano for Governor”—If Miss Osmanson could have seen that she’d have said she hoped he had his speech better prepared than some he gave in public speaking!) Next I saw James Nesti—athletic coach at Yale (I really wasn’t surprised at that—would you be?) And Bertha Urquhart almost swamped with papers and working fiercely, writing a novel, I suppose, although it might have been poetry. My how she was frowning! Think of it—such a celebrity in our midst and we had not known it! Then came Emma Faletti—Private Secretary to a man with one of the finest offices I had ever seen—(Emma seemed as efficient as ever—more so.) Who was this next chap? Oh yes—Leslie Link—I remember, he graduated in January—working on a farm—as usual. (He ought to be fairly efficient by now, don’t you think?) I had them all—some of them seemed funny—others I really believe will come true—. I left the street fair immediately, fairly bursting with eagerness to impart my newly-discovered information—and now that I have told you all, I wonder if you believe it? Remember the old saying—“If you believe it—it’s so.” ) THIRTY-ONE SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Left to Right—Bernice Hicks, Vice-President; Henry Decker, President; Kenneth Johnston, Secretary-Treasurer. � THIRTY-TWO CLASS WILL (By Gerald Hanney) We, the senior class of the year 1922-1923 of the Hall Township High and Vocational School, City of Spring Valley, County of Bureau, State of Illinois, and United States of America, being ( according to the faculty) in full posession of our senses of feeling, seeing, hearing, tasting and thinking, but realizing that we shall soon be through with the great mysteries of this universe, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament, making void and revoking any other document made previous to this date. Before we depart on our last fateful journey each member of our class asks that every wish of this our last will and testament be promptly and graciously fulfilled. MICHAEL AVON bequeaths his seven league boots to John Paul Coveny who apparently just hates the thought of wearing out good shoe leather. John’s supply of Fords is bound to give out ere long— hence he has received this bequest with great joy. VERA BRADLEY says she knows the gift won’t be properly appreciated and yet she is willing to be a martyr to the cause. She leaves her great journalistic ability to John Assalley. Step lively there, John. ELIZA BURNELL magnanimously offers a priceless treasure to Sarah Rosenzweig—her soft low voice. Please accept, Sarah, it’s a long needed improvement. JANET CAMERLO has bestowed upon Lois Grivetti her perfectly good debating abilities. With this aid, Lois, you will soon see your name in the papers. MARY CONDIE realizing that Sarah is not the only one who needs a change of voice, has offered Margaret McGuiness and Veronica Reeland her quiet accents. The corridor guards will be able to take off their ear muffs if this change is effected. HENRY DECKER bequeaths his athletic prowess to Edwin Lloyd, Netto Pistoresi, and Oble Smith. Just watch them heave that twelve pound shot! OLLIE ENYART objected a bit when we suggested that she leave behind her ability as a cartoonist, but when she thought of Albert Steffen she consented—you see they both come from Ladd. JOHN GIACOMELLI asks with a sigh that his A No. 1 experience as a druggist be given to Stanley Hurst. John also offers his advice THIRTY-THREE that Stanley spend more time measuring drugs and' less time cranking Fords. JAMES GRISALANO leaves his very quiet disposition to Michael Bender. Michael is such a noisy lad! DELLA GUERRINI after much troubled thought, decided that it was “Couk” Clinton who could best use her great store of knowledge. “Couk” will soon be one of our best students. IDA GUERRINI asks that her unusual memorizing powers be given to Messrs. Wilson and Barrowman, who make up such good excuses for being late, only to forget them when they confront Mr. Melton. GERALD HANNEY bequeaths his stage talent to Ambitious Doyle who ought to be a whiz along that line. BERNICE HICKS says that she will leave a certain Junior boy in the care of the first girl who applies for the:Job—providing1 they promise to give him back. Please remain seated until after the performance, ladies! KENNETH JOHNSTON decided that the only thing he would give up was his role as a gypsy rover—remember how he sang, “Be Like Me and Don’t be Afraid!” ? He is giving this gift to next year’s freshmen. Faith and they’ll need it when they first enter the class room doors! JOHN KARPINSKI at first refused to consider the proposition of giving anything away for nothing, but he finally consented to give his ability to get his English work on the installment plan to Lester Van Tress. Lester, your days of hard work are over. ROSELLA LINKER leaves her very robust disposition to Russel Berry who was at one time thinking of going to Hot Springs for his health. One perfectly good ticket to Hot Springs for sale. MADELON MAHONEY, when asked what her gift to the underclassmen would be, answered promptly, “My violin playing—I’ll give it to Alice Kramer and then she won’t have to make such awful faces when she plays.” EARL MAKINEY deliberated for several minutes before he could make up his mind just which Junior most needed his ability to orate wisely and learnedly upon any subject. He finally selected Wm. Palud-nevich. Up and at ’em William. GERVAISE MAURER, Papa Scofield, decided that the only one capable of holding down his job was three foot Battiste—Bow to the gentleman, Battiste! JAMES NESTI leaves his ability to make the all-star football team to Joseph Eschenbaum, our next year’s Captain. You can’t say you THIRTY-FOUR did not get a good start, Joe. LENA PERINO whose fluffy hair causes less trouble than any bobbed locks in school, leaves this gift to Adele Johnson who just can’t decide whether she likes hers straight or wavy. MILLIE RICE bequeaths the lovely color of her cheeks to that group of freshman girls who insist upon applying Fresh Country Bloom to their cheeks, at all hours of the day—even in cooking class. MARY RIVA decided that her basketball ability should be kept in the family, so she is giving this priceless treasure to her sister Lida. Thank your big sister, Lida. LOIS ROWE expressed her willingness to leave her marvellous talent for tooting the baritone, to Fritz Blassick. The Mechanical Drawing Class fervently hopes that Fred will not only accept the gift graciously, but will also heed their pleas and practice in some other room than that right above them. THELMA SCHATZ feels very much like Mary Riva. Rare talents ought to be kept in the family, hence Annabelle, her little sister, is to be given her habit of keeping the Ladd bus waiting overtime. Now as to cave man stuff, ARNOLD SWANSON says he could not think of leaving it to anyone but Carl Blum. Listen to every girl’s heart going pitty pat. BERTHA URQUHART, who takes great delight in poetry, bestows that gift upon Clayton Beecham. Beecham has already had quite a bit of experience, having published a four line epic in the Hall Times A. Guest will now take a back seat. ANNE WOLF leaves her dearest possession, her seat on the Sea-tonville bus to the only one who could possibly squeeze into such a small place, Wm. Goering. Say thank you to the lady, Bill. TRESSA WAITE smiled sweetly when she was asked to make some bequest and after much worried frowning decided that the only thing she had worth leaving was her famous alibis which she used to present daily to her English and history teachers, ailbis as to reasons why she hadn’t read her lesson. Who wants them? Don’t push, there are enough to supply everyone. To this, our last will and testament, we, the aforesaid class of ’23, do hereby set our hands and seal, this 5th day of June, 1923. Signed, THE SENIOR CLASS, Gerald Hanney. Faculty Witnesses: Alice Thomas, Winifred Wilson. THIRTY-FIVE comf.lft- c FTFF US U AL FA X 3 FDS OF A FFA TFFF, AT EACH STFIDF A M LF FF MFASUFEO. TA-GA-TA-T FA-FA-TA FFF -A-aOO SFje FG BEAC r FS. Mr QOOOFESS. FFAOr FOB F SOA . foaJfst rs a q FATHFF BACFh AFO. ooe L TTLF fuf ce LAOS FFOF LADD. THIRTY-SEVEN DREAMS, IDLE DREAMS! (By Carl Blum) I sit in my arm chair reclining, The fire burns ruddy and low, I close my eyes and fast thronging Come memories of long long ago. It is years since I’ve seen all their faces, And yet very plainly to me, Come thronging back these bright memories And thinking and dreaming I see— NELLIE AMPUSITTIS—trying desperately to make her English recitations audible in all parts of the room. GEORGE ANDERSON—rushing down the corridor, trying to get out of the door by the time the 3:10 bell stops ringing. MIKE BENDER—upon the stage—first as our yell leader looking to see if the roof has been torn loose—then as our great Demosthenes raving about his patch work quilt—and finally as a member of our Concert Company, equally good in grand opera or in clever little sketches like Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Shean. RUSSEL BERRY—walking down the aisle siaeways to get his first football letter. FRED BLASSICK—with cheeks puffed out to their fullest extent, blowing with all his might into the giant tuba. CARL BLUM—seated in the study hall, blushingly watching Violet Wick wink at him. Perhaps he was hoping her eyes would give him an inspiration for another poem. DOROTHY BURMAN—trying to flirt with our kind-hearted Mr. Davis so that she can get out of doing laboratory work. CLARA BURNELL—violently arguing with Albert Steffen on her favorite topic, “Woman’s Suffrage.” MELVIN CAMPBELL—looking divinely serious and extremely dignified while trying to bluff his way through a public speaking lesson which he hasn’t studied. DOMINIC CAMPEGGIO—disguised as a little negro boy in “Pen-rod”. Dominic could speak the negro dialect better than old Rastus himself. THIRTY-NINE CHARLES CHIVINSKY—walking over from the Academic building to the Vocational Building with his cornet in hand, blowing lustily, “On Hall Township.” HELEN COSGROVE’S profound depth of abstraction just before she went to Joliet. Surely there were times when her resolution almost weakened when she thought of the parting of ways. CECELIA DEFILIPPI—singing a joyful love song to bashful Andrew in the operetta, “The Gypsy Rover.” How his blonde handsomeness did set off her brunette beauty! VINCENT DOYLE—running around in his football, basketball, or track suit as the season might demand, and telling the light weights exactly how “it should be done.” LORETTA DWYER—standing timidly on the rostrum, telling us about the bears—the story that “Alec’ist composed his o’nself”, and then, declaring bravely that she wasn’t afraid of “snakes or toads or bugs or mice.” JOSEPH ESCHENBAUM—Alias “Von”, alias “Cap”, pounding a-way on the piano while his brother “Jazz Babies” toot and blow and drum to their heart’s content. IRVING FRANCKEY—combing his beautiful and magnificent raven locks in English III. Oh he did have the lovliest sheik hair cut! CELESTE GRANFIELD—typing frantically away as she sits on the back row during Miss Phelp’s first public exhibition of speed work. EDWIN HILL—penning little love notes to his lady fair. I started to give you her name, but it has been so long ago, I’ve forgotten. FRANCIS HURLEY—sitting in the auditorium at the noon hour so absorbed in talking to a sophomore maiden that he is perfectly oblivious of all those about him. Strange that I can’t recall her name either—all I can remember is this, she had bobbed hair, and lovely big brown eyes. ANTONE JACOBOWSKI—with eyes in constant motion winking at every girl he meets. I wonder if he ever made a mistake and winked at a teacher! And the slap Sarah gave him when they were playing in “The Taming of the Shrew”! Wasn’t he the bold one ? ADELE JOHNSTON—running around down in the auditorium at the noon hour trying to see how many boys she could vamp during the brief period. ALICE KRAMER—sawing away on her little old fiddle which had an exceedingly awkward habit of coming apart ever so often. WALTER LAUGAL—ever with comb in hand, frantically attemp- FORTY ting to conquer his wiry locks. HARRY LEGGAT—starting to dance for the first time when the familiar strains of “Home Sweet Home” were heard. ELLA MATUSEVICH—crying when her “football hero” hurt his ankle in the Mendota game. KATHLEEN McCRUDDEN—standing before the Public speaking class reciting “My Ford”. ISABELLE MITCHELL—sitting in the study hall—“just studying”. ALOYSIUS NEWMAN—jumping two feet in the air when his beaker exploded in Chemistry. WILLLIAM PALUDNEVICH—telling of the chemistry experiments that he did “all by himself”. JOSEPH RIVA—our mascot, parading up ond down the football field. SARAH ROSENZWEIG—asking silly questions. Why? Oh just because she’s Sarah. ANNABELLE SCHATZ—blushing as she recites “America for Me” to Hicks Park baseball diamond. ALBERT STEFFEN—arguing as usual with Mike Bender about Calhoun and Webster. ALDONA SURWILL—as she smiled on the day she returned to Hall after an absence of a year spent in Rockford. She seemed as glad to get back as we were to have her return. CATHERINE TARRO—appearing to be astonished when called to recite upon a topic she has down pat. ANDREW THOMAS—sliding down the banister and finding Mr. Melton at the bottom. LESTER VAN TRESS—tooting away on his flute with all sorts of graceful trills and runs. Oh and Lester as the dignified minister in Penrod! Wasn’t he great? ELLA WILSON—sitting in chemistry recitation room anxiously waiting to be called upon. MARGARET WIMBISCUS—looking either divinely sweet and FORTY-ONE innocent or else demonically fiendish, depending on the way the teacher’s back is turned. By- Albert Steffen Fred Blassick Mike Bender Anton Jacobowski. Carl Blum. THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER “Oh Freshy,” she said, “I wbnder that Your work you always do, Studies are really useful for naught, What good’s your Algebra to you?” The Freshy smiled and continued to work, While the Junior frolicked and played, And learned too late that the little Frosh, Had left her completely in the shade. —Jennie Valesano. THE HORSE (Composed and read by a small boy) The horse is a noble animal. He has four legs, one at each corner. The horse has a head at one end and a tail at the other, which is different from the elephant, for he has a tail at both ends. There is the black horse, the white horse, the gray horse, the brown horse, the chestnut horse, and the horse chestnut, the reddish horse and the horse reddish. The horse is the only animal who wares shoes, but he doesn’t have to take them off at night. If I was a horse I’d wish I was a cow, because cows do not have to work like horses. Some boys like goats, but as for me, give me a horse or—give me death! FORTY-TWO FORTY-THREE LITTLE JANETS MONOLOGUE (By Clayton Beecham and Lois Grivetti) All day Janet had begged to be allowed to look through my old picture album, the one which contained my snapshots of the Sophomore class of ’23. At last I consented, and now as the rain pattered down, I sat with lowered eyes pretending to read, but in reality living again the old days at Hall. Talking softly to herself Janet prattled on and on, repeating almost word for word the very comments that I had so often made to her as I explained the various pictures. “Oh, here’s Elmer Schlegel right on the front page. Gee! He must be important—he occupies the whole first page himself. He is writing on a paper that says, ‘My Dearest.’ Wonder who that’s for. “Guess I’ll see what’s on the next page. Here is a boy and a girl sitting in a Dodge sedan. The picture says, ‘Joye Riding.’ Somebody did not even know how to spell right. What is that e doing on the end of joy? Oh yes, I remember, Auntie said that was Joye Latham, and Clayton was taking her out riding. “Picture number three is that of a very studious little boy with a great big Caesar before him. It says ‘Latin Shark.’ I know who that is—that’s Joe Surwill. “Here are some funny looking people called ‘Jazz Babies.’ Adam Bernardi has a big drum, and Nino Sereno, a horn of some kind. Wonder why Nino is sitting on the piano! Guess he doesn’t know any better. “Look at these two happy-go-lucky fellows in red and white sweaters. They look as though they haven’t a care or worry in the world. It’s funny, they are both Jims—Jimmy Wilson and Jimmy Barrow-man. Now I am going to turn another page. “Here is William Baladenski with his 'alligator grin.’ Everybody envies William his grin, which he can produce anytime and anywhere. “This surely can’t be Lucille DeCosta trying to eat candy behind the teacher’s back. Sure enough it is she, though. I didn’t think Lucille did such things. “A little girl with a green middy sitting between two mighty Juniors. Auntie said Lois Grivetti made the debating team in her second year at Hall. I wish I was smart. “Ha! Ha! Here is a good one. It says‘Caught in the Act!’Anton FORTY-FIVE Zukowski is standing near a waste basket with a big wad of gum ready to throw it in but he is giving one, last, longing, hungry look before doing so. “What is the matter with this girl ? Why is she covering her face ? It says ‘Beauty Spot.’ If I had a beauty spot I wouldn’t cover it I believe.” (Then I had to explain that this particular beauty spot was a boil that Ruth Blake was trying to cover.) “Is this Danny Burnell? Gee, but he looks miserable. His first long pants. No wonder the poor kid looks so bad. I know he feels worse. “My goodness! Here is Stanley Hurst studying his algebra lesson! I’ll bet the photographer had to follow him around for a month to catch him in the act. “And here is John Miglio mopping his brow. It says ‘After the Battle.’ That means after the Junior-Sophomore debate. It must have been hard work for John. “Hollis Papke is washing dishes in the cafeteria and it says, ‘Play’. Gosh! I wish I thought dish washing was play! “Who is this? Oh yes, Elizabeth Abrahams demonstrating on a typewriter on the stage before.the whole school. I bet she was awful nervous. I know I’d be. “This grin on Mary Foley’s face just matches that ‘alligator grin’ of William Baladenski. “Oh! How funny she looks. Gladys Froelich in a gym outfit, working very hard to ‘get thin to music.’ I wonder if it helped her any. “As usual Anton Enrico is with all the girls. He surely is a ladies’ man. Here he is sitting at a table in the study hall with five girls. “This is a mail carrier. He is out in the country delivering mail in a Ford. Oh sure! Auntie said it’s Charles Wright. “What a quiet studious looking boy! It is Peter Oliverio. I bet he just pretended to study because he knew they were going to take his picture. Auntie says he is like all the other Dalzell students. They try to make you believe they are quiet and studious but they really aren’t. “Look at Joe Picco. It says ‘Herman and Vermin.’ Joe made the best little tongue-tied coon that ever appeared on the stage! “Clyde Wixom! Where did he ever learn to make such faces? Gosh! He has a large audience too for he’s in the study hall. It’s a good thing for him that his book hides his face. FORTY-SIX “Here’s a real gypsy. No, it isn’t either. It’s Clarence Keutzer. He looks like a real live sure enough gypsy though. I guess he was in the ‘Gypsy Rover.’ “ ‘Ready for the Race’. Stella Stenavich and Pookie. 1 bet they didn’t race at all. They just wrote that on the picture. Stella would be too skeered of getting dumped out of that tin can. I know I would. “Here is Leona Heilgeist powdering her nose and dolling up. I bet she didn’t know they took that snapshot. “Here is a good picture of Ethel Keutzer. ‘Feeding the Cows and Chickens’. That is just like Ethel, isn’t it ? “Oh, this poor boy! How tired and sleepy he looks. Auntie, who did you say it was? Nig Nesti? I’m sure he studied too much. The teachers should have done something about it! “And here is Eunice Johnston seated at a piano per usual. ‘Second Paderewski’. I’ll say she is. “Joe Barchi and his Ford. It’s so nice and shiny. You can tell that Joe is very kind to his Lizzie and never mistreats it. “Who is this proud boy standing near the tool box? Why, it’s Michael Allegro. You can tell he has made it himself because he is so proud of it. Now I’ll turn another page. “Another ‘alligator grin’! Gosh! That sophomore class is made up of grins. The picture says, ‘Frank Chiodo’. “My goodness, look at this mop of hair! Such a lot for a little girl like her. That’s Pauline DuBoise—Auntie said so. “This looks like a spill. Charles Johnson has knocked a poor little freshman down the stairs in his hurry to get the Ladd bus. Don’t be stf rough, Chuck. “This can’t be Rudolph Kalman surrounded by a swarm of girls. Gee, I thought Rudy was bashful. “I’m shocked! Melvin Micheal and Lauretta Fenwick. They surely didn’t know this picture was taken. “Martha Campeggio looks awfully modest and shy in this picture, but looks are false. More pages too! This class was a good big one. I’ll say. “Is this a Sophomore ? I guess it must be. I know it is. Edith Cherry surrounded by a kindergarten of Freshman boys. She must know how to entertain them. “Oh, the nice hair! Is this the kind they call ‘patent leather hair’ ? I wonder how Primo Orlando keeps his head covering so shiny? FORTY-SEVEN “See Ray Meyer! He looks like a million dollars driving his old Ford truck with the back full of pretty girls. “A ‘fourth alligator’ grin in this! This time its on Anton Pauza. “How short Quinto Mussatti is! I’ll bet he’s short but sweet. “Here’s Oreste Pini—sitting on the steps waiting for the Latin room to be opened. He’s such a student! “Lida Riva and Flora Pigati practicing basketball! No wonder they are such sharks at it. ‘Practice makes perfect’ I guess. “Margaret Blaskiwich sure looks lost in this picture all by herself. I wonder where Stell and Pauline are. “Dareo Verucchi and his red sweater! I wouldn’t have known him if it hadn’t of been for the sweater. I bet he wears that sweater to bed! “Oh, look at Charles Rasbidowski with his hair parted in the middle ! Does’nt he look different and funny? “Hat, coat, gloves, scarf and goloshes! All ready for cold weather! That is Elizabeth Kuckuck. “Look at this fellow distributing type over in shop. It’s Edward Sittler and he is working away like a good fellow. He doesn’t even have to look. He is talking and working at the same time. “Is this Roman Cherneski ? The girls say he one of the few perfect gentlemen at Hall. “John Malavies—standing by his painting of Lincoln. He is the artist of the class and he makes a good looking one too. “Mildred Greener with her hair done up! How different she looked when she sang in the ‘Gypsy Rover’. “Joe Torri. He is small but mighty. Auntie says that anyone would have thought him a giant if he had travelled in the Ladd bus with Joe. “Who are these sitting in the middle of the auditorium all by themselves ? Luella Weber and who ? Oh sure—Luella and Francis! “Violet Wick, evidently—her eyes are surely what people say they are. I bet she can hypnotize the boys with them. “Is this a tramp hopping this train? Why, its Angelo Bianchi. Oh sure, he lives in Marquette. I guess that is the way he gets home. “More pages—I ought to come to an end pretty soon I think. “Here is Alfred Sacks trying to prove that the government should regulate the prices of food and fuel in times of peace. Wonder why the judges refused to be convinced! FORTY-EIGHT “Elizabeth Wilson is so quiet and shy. I wish the picture could do justice to her golden braid of hair. “Well, if here isn’t Johnnie Taggart playing basketball. He isn’t as sleepy as he looks! “William Peters! ‘Fishie’! They do have some funny nick-names in this class. This little boy looks perfectly all right. I don’t see why they have to call him ‘Fishie’. Ruth Sparling trying to argue with Miss Fishback about Caesar with her weak little voice! She will have to talk louder than she does to convince Miss Fishback, and I believe she could do better if she didn’t have such a big wad of gum in her mouth. “John Peradotto—waving his hand violently in the air with a desire to answer every question in fourth period English! Isn’t he the student! “Auntie says this boy had the darkest hair and eyes she ever saw, but that this picture doesn’t do them justice. I think his name is Thomas Jacobs. “Wonder why Auntie’s picture isn’t in this book? Guess she was so busy collecting all these others that she didn’t have time to have her picture taken.” With a long drawn sigh of satisfaction to think that she had remembered all the faces, Janet slid down from her chair, leaving me lost in memories of good old Hall. (FORTY-NINE QES DE: THE SOM Nr L LAC. BUSH HE'D AcWON tf M A ur r me. a ntwhefe. ALEE A or LABELED. L LL A A , A QQ E VH AJN E SPELL LAM. HALL'S FACULTic 93£T. Af( rr°V JEFF JJATE V OUPL -CATE. OOfJTFALL A I.W.W. ( HOPE M LLlMQLr FAFMEFETS SHEET AL CE CELE3FET ES. SUNNFJ M. THFEE M LES OF SM L ES FIFTY-ONE CAN YOU EVER FORGET? John Assalley’s mix up with the sausage grinder? He wore his arm in a sling for two weeks. John Barchi’s sly little grin and his studious nature? Catherine Barto’s extreme devotion to shorthand? She used to practice until five o’clock every night. Stanley Bortman’s unruly hair? It stayed combed one whole day —the time he put Stacomb on it. Walter Bortman’s wonderful talent on the cornet? Beatrice Boucher’s crying—the time she didn’t get exempted from the algebra final? Marvel Brady’s radio boots, her orange scarf and hat? Louise Brogi’s friendship with Catherine Barto? Where one was, the other was not far distant. Celia Caveletti’s worried frown as she did her algebra problems? Joseph Chioni’s curly hair and laughing smiles? Oh yes, and his stellar playing on the mosquito team. Clara Chivinsky’s rose barette with which she held in check her yellow locks? Charles Clark trying to advise Mr. Duncan over in shop ? It’s useless Charlie! Howard Cleer’s longing for the wild West? Charles Clinton’s frantic searching for his English papers only to announced must have left them in my locker.” Roy Cowell’s inability to keep his mind from wandering while “studying” during the fourth period ? John Coveny’s wonderful grade in Latin—twenty wasn’t it John? Madeline Daley’s big brown eyes and her eagerness to recite? No wonder she always knew her lesson! Joseph Doyle’s basketball prowess? But then, he comes from a family of athletes! Frances Dwyer, our freshman president, as the “Daniel Webster” of his class? You did well in that debate, Lard. (FIFTY -THREE Harold Edward’s uneasiness about making the third team in football? Sylvester Edward’s excuses because he didn’t have his Latin? Did you always get away with it, Diz? Bertha Emmerling’s remarks in Sewing? “Well, this is the easiest way!” Casper Engleman’s silent nature in English? Glenn Engleman’s inventions on his Jewish Packard? Mabel Ferarri’s marvellous spit curl ? Helen Gallagher’s skill in hopping the bus at the crossing? Martha Goering when she broke a dish in Cafeteria? William Goering’s heroic fight for rights when Mr. Duncan tried to kick him out of shop and over into Civics? Pick on somebody your size, Bill. Anna Hanney’s prompt obedience when Mrs. Dyer told her to wash the dishes after the Freshman Party? Louise Hubbard and her eyes of the “summer heaven’s delicious blue”? Thomas Ingram’s good fortune in making last sub on the mosquitoes? Clinton Keay’s love for his cornet? Walter Kozesicki’s unpronouncable name and the difficulty the teachers had in saying it? John Kramer’s endless stream of silly questions and his hands of blackest midnight’s hue ? Poor Kandy, won’t he ever grow up ? Anna Lapinski’s exquisite tatting and hemstitching? John Lazzaro’s attempt to manicure his fingernails on the lathe? Edwin Lloyd’s smashing line plunges? (Bughouse fables) Ira Lunn’s hospitality to Violet Wick on the bus? Ida Mammai’s masterful speech in the Freshman debate against the Seniors? Ethel Manahan running down the concrete road after the bus? Stanley Marenda’s discussion with Mr. Melton about dropping algebra? Theodore Masilonus’ face the time Mr. Melton hauled him into the FIFTY-FOUR office because he had helped one of his fellow class mates to play truant? Eugene Mason’s attack of the spring fever? Don’t give up the ship Gene, you’ll feel alright after you get used to the weather. Albert Mazzarona’s bright sayings in Latin ? Margaret McDonald’s endless questions when Miss Wilson gave us an exam ? Margaret McGuiness and her humbleness? In all her themes she used a small i instead of a big I for the first six-weeks. Elizabeth Moskaites’ three mile hike to school every day ? Lena Nevicosi’s love for “story books”? She read everything she could get hold of. Keep it up! Edna Phelp’s Russian boots? Netto Pistoresi’s leap from the Ford ? I guess the scar you carry on your lip will help you to remember, won’t it Netto? Carlo Raineri’s twinkling eyes and unruly hair? Veronica Reeland as the basketball captain of our class? Lena Riva’s fondness for sewing? Anna Shimkus and her attack of the measles? Nellie Slavisky’s dignified walk? Oble Smith and his sense of humor? Stanley Sparling’s bright eyes and his angelic smile? Somehow the study hall teachers failed to be much impressed! Helen Stadalis and her ambition to be a nurse? John Tognazzi’s high grades in algebra? Esther Trillet as a child in “The Gypsy Rover”? Jennie Valesano’s arguments with Mr. Tony? Lena Vallero’s account of her perilous ride from Dalzell in a Ford? Joseph Verucchi’s wonderful work in shop? Siverine Volant’s dinner the day her lunch box fell off the bus? Anita Volpini’s account of her adventures on board ship when she came across to this country? Maryion Weatherall’s wealth of long curls? Della Weber’s illness during the Freshman-Senior Debate? FIFTY-lFIVE Edward Wosick’s pompadour? Navio Yattoni’s difficulty in making the teachers understand his name? Marie Yerly’s mop of yellow curls? George Ziel trying to make a cedar chest out of mahogany ? Beatrice Boucher Anna Lapinski Anna Hanney Sylvester Edwards Francis Dwyer ECHOES OF COUE’ “Day by day, in every way I’m getting lazier and lazier.” Soloist-John Assalley. Chorus—John Karpinski, Stanley Mar-enda, Primo Orlandini, Stanley Hurst. “Day by day, in every way, I’m getting thinner and thinner.” Bass solo rendered by Albert Duncan. Chorus—Katy Tarro, Ira Lunn, Russel Berry, Anna Anderson. “Day by day in every way there are more chairs in the basement at lunch time.” Solo—James Dwyer. Grand Chorus—All students who stay for lunch at Hall. “Day by day in every way I’m getting taller and taller.” Quartette—Ethel Monahan, Baptiste Pescetti, Albert Mazzaroni, John Barchi—under the direction of Miss Fishback. “Day by day in every way, Clara Chivinski likes me better and better.” Duet—“Kandy” Kramer, tenor; “Cinder” Keay, bass. Grand Finale “Day by day, in every way, we’re getting wiser and wiser.” All of Hall Students except “Class of ’23.” FIFTY-SIX WHERE r SH TALES START HA L !HA L(THE GANGS ALL here. LQ 5, L Q fifUZZ E HAMA'S ANQEL. CH LO. A TELEPHONE POLE. ANDK T7 TJ. HOST S X. WHY ALBERT'. IK 3AY fr HAT??? ■ SUB-FRESHMEN Sadie Abraham Anna Anderson James Andrioni Leo Bertrand Ella Bitantus Stacia Brazites Mary Canovi John Condie Anton Celia Barbara Chernauski Broni Chiponis Catherine Cunningham John Evans Anna Evaskus John Glovetski Jocelyn Gostomski Glen Gross Merle Houghawout Robert Haumesser Bernice Jacobowski Francis Karpinski Henrietta Kinkin Clemence Kumeralski Eva Lokosis Alba Marchiando Josephine Mattioda Margaret McDonald Bruno Muratori Mary Novak Emma Oberleitner Jennie Orlandini Della Pachankis Anna Pautschnik Battiste Pescetto Augustine Pierro Luella Quimby Harold Reese Joseph Savitch Charles Savio Joseph Seiplas Walter Sharkey Cecelia Tarro Onifrio Tognazzi Lydia Weisenberger Bruce Wilson Albert Wroblteky John Yomantis Anton Yuskis Alba Zaetta David Zand MANUAL TRAINING DEPT. SIXTY ATHLETICS SIXTY-ONE VARSITY MEN-FOOTBALL Arnold (Cope) Swanson—Capt.—Tackle. Cope has proved to be more than a match for any of his opponents during the last season. He was the type of clean, hard player who got more happiness out of the team’s glory than he did out of the applause for any personal accomplishment. Cope’s powerful strength and admirable grit have helped Hall for the last time on the gridiron. James (Bombo) Nesti—Tackle Bombo, who held down the other tackle position in a superlative manner, is deserving of more praise than mere words can give him. He has played his last game for the Maroon and White and his record of having played every minute of every game for the last three years speaks volumes for his prowess. Henry Decker—Full Back On defense, Decker is a power, but on offense, he has no equal. In the La Salle game it was his terrific plunging which took the heart out of the L.-P. line and netted Hall a touchdown. His fleetness and powerful leg drive made it practically impossible to stop him. Joe (Von) Eschenbaum—Guard—Center Joe, the Captain-elect for 1923, is a demon on offense and impregnable on the defense. It is a hobby of his to rip huge holes in the opposing lines and it is not an infrequent sight to see him nail the opposing back for a big loss. Richard “Nig” Nesti—Half-Back. Reliable, consistent, zig-zaggy, fast, accurate in passing, far reaching in kicks, keen eyed, alert and destructive on defense, a football thoroughbred—that’s Nig. The best part of it is that he has another year. John (Jack) Giacomelli—Center It is hard to see Jack, the veteran center, who though not overly large, is as fearless and steady as they make them, leave us. Jack has acquired a very unpleasant habit (for the opponents) of smearing line plays and dumping the opposing backs for losses. ( SIXTY-THREE Russel (Buck) Berry—Center Buck, playing his first year of football, made the team with ease and developed into a very reliable, steady center. His special branch of football was breaking up short forwards of the enemy. Herman (Pookie) Bonucci—Half Back Pookie is certainly going to go down in Hall’s Hall of Fame if his first year’s football record is any indication of his future performance. Pookie surely does crack ’em when he goes after ’em. John (Karp) Karpinski A wonder on attack, a bear cat on defense ana fast—that explains Karp. His ability to gather in the forwards was Karp’s chief stock in trade. It’s too bad we have to lose Karp this year. Irving (Pio) Franckey—Quarterback Pio performed the difficult task of steering the squad through a tough schedule with the generalship of a veteran and he showed flashes of running ability throughout the year that were brilliant. James (Gris) Grisalano The midget line man of the Conference, Gris played an active brand of football that showed plainly on the side lines. The La Salle game was the one in which he thrilled the hearts of Hall’s supporters by nearly ruining three of La Salle’s men before he was taken out. Francis Dwyer—Guard Although only a Freshman, Dwyer’s size and stubborness in a game won a letter for him this year. Andrew Thomas—Half Back Andy’s entrance into a game meant a long gain for Hall. Many of the opponent men with visions of a touchdown were cut down from behind when speedy Andy went after them. Kenneth Johnston Kenneth showed up well in all the games this season. Graduation will remove him from next year’s team. —Francis Hurley. SIXTY-FOUR THE FOOTBALL SEASON PEORIA 26; HALL 0 For the initial game of the season, Hall’s grid team went to Peoria. The Peoria Central team, regardless of the fact that it was much heavier than the Hall squad, was held helpless until Hall’s kicker punted right into his own line. This gave Peoria the ball right near the goal and they put it over. That ended the scoring for the first half. In the second half they made two touchdowns, one of which was made when the referee gave Peoria the ball on Hall’s one yard line, a Hall man having interferred with the receiver of a pass, while r.he other was earned by line bucks. Decker’s brilliant tackling featured the game. Berry, Franckey, Bonucci and Beecham played their first game for Hall and made a very creditable showing. HALL 13; GENESEO 0 With “Nig” Nesti and Decker starring in the backfield, Hall gave the unusually strong Geneseo team a 13-0 beating in the second game of the season. On account of the condition of the field and the inclement weather, the ball was slippery and the footing rather insecure, hence but little real football was displayed. Decker started his drop-kicking by putting three out of four attempts over the bar. MORRIS 7; HALL 0 Due to the weight of the Morris forwards and the inability of Nig and Decker to get in their good work on account of the slippery field, the Morris team gave Hall a 7-0 trimming. Hall’s light, line was unable to withstand the attacks of the heavier Morris line and so most of Morris’ gains were made on off tackle plays and center bucks. HALL 18; OTTAWA 0 Hall avenged the defeat that Ottawa handed her last year by trampling on the Ottawa team for an 18-0 victory. The day was ideal for football and with the team working like a well oiled machine, the issue was never in doubt. PRINCETON 0; HALL 26 The team went to the county seat and stepped on the Princeton team for a 26-0 victory. The whole team starred, but Bombo, Berry, and Cope were the outstanding players in the line, while Nig, Franckey, Decker and Thomas did great work in the backfield. SIXTY-FIVE STREATOR 18; HALLO Streator succeeded in slipping Hall an 18-0 defeat on the Streator field. The Streator team made a touchdown early in the game; then Hall came back and worked the ball down near goal, where a clever pass from Nesti to Franckey gave Hall a touchdown. The points were not allowed, however, on account of an alleged infraction of “the man in motion” rule. This broke the morale of the Hall team and put more pep into their opponents with the result that Streator made two more touchdowns. MENDOTA 9; HALL 19 With Decker, Bonucci and Nig starring and the whole line working fine, Hall defeated Mendota 19-9. With the score 3-0 in Mendota’s favor when the second half began, Hall staged a big comeback and pushed Mendota back of their own goal line for three touchdowns. Capt. Swanson sprained his ankle so severely in this game that he was unable to play the rest of the season. LA SALLE 16; HALL 6 Hall completed the stiffest schedule ever attempted by the local school with a hard fought game at La Salle. The L. P. players had Hall figured as a “set up” but the ferocity with which Hall ripped into them soon had them fearing a “set back”. The weight of the L.-P. team was too much for Hall’s light team, however, and the game ended with the score 16-6. The features of this contest were Hall’s march over half the length of the field for a touchdown soon after the second half began, and the turning back of L.-P. advance twice within less than ten yards of their goal line. SIXTY-SIX SIXTY-SEVEN REVIEW OF THE BASKET BALL SEASON Not overstocked with veteran material at the beginning of the season, Hall was very unfortunate in losing the services of two of her best performers, namely Capt. Decker and James Nesti. Capt. Decker had the great misfortune to break his collar bone in one of the early games, while Nesti was forced out of the squad because of illness. Without a competent floor leader, it was hard to work out a winning combination. The result was that a large share of the games was lost by a narrow margin because the team lacked the punch and spirit which can be given to it only by its captain’s presence in the floor. The average difference in score of the games lost was but eight points, and considering the fact that Hall’s opponents were among the best in the Illinois Valley which was running over with especially good teams this year, Hall’s record is not such a bad one. Despite the fact that Hall failed to win first place in the county tournament, it was generally conceded that the team showed more knowledge of real basketball than any other team competing in that meet. The outstanding thing about Hall’s performance this year was the clean, aggressive type of game it played. Many times and in nearly every place the team played, they were complimented on their fine sportsmanship. Jacobowski topped the list of Hall’s point getters with 30 field goals and 19 baskets from the free throw line—totalling 79 points. Capt. Decker, though out the greater part of the season, came second in number of points scored with a total of 48. The work of Bender at back guard deserves praise; he handled this difficult position in a fine manner. Hall won five (5) out of 18 games—a percentage of 278 as compared with a percentage of 225 the previous year. Hall will lose by graduation—Capt. Decker and Johnston, forwards; Maurer, center; J. Nesti and Grisalono, guards. LIGHT WEIGHTS This year’s light weight squad was the largest in the history of Hall. About 14-16 men worked out regularly in this group throughout SIXTY-EIGHT the entire season. A ten game schedule was played, including games with the second teams of LaSalle, Granville and St. Bede’s, and the first teams of La-Moille and Wyanet. The “Lights” finished 400% as to games won. Richard Nesti, until he was transfered to the first team, was the star performer for the light weight squad. Others doing noteworthy work were Bernardi, Taggart, Karpinski, V. Doyle, Blum and Barrow-man. On the whole, the material developed in this season’s second string was such as to promise some real basketball for Hall in the next few years. MOSQUITOES The Fly Weights or Mosquitoes were well represented this year, a-bout 18 being enrolled at one time. The average weight of this squad was 105 lbs. A schedule, consisting of eight games at home and on foreign floors, was played with similar teams from Granville, St. Bede, Walnut, and Ladd Schools. The players showing the most promise of coming future members of Hall’s first squad were Bianchi, Laugal, Rasbidowski, Chioni, Sur-will, Sparling, and Lunn. SIXTY-NINE SEVENTY TRACK MEETS GRANVILLE 70; HALL 44 In a duel meet, held at Granville, Hall opened the track season with a 70-44 defeat at the hands of the Hopkin’s team. The Hall team was made up of absolutely green material with the exception of Capt. Thomas and Decker who were the sole remaining members of last year’s aggregation. Decker, by gathering a total of seventeen points, got first place in the list of point getters while Capt. Thomas was second with fifteen. The rest of the team was new at the game but some of the fellows showed great promise. Peradotti succeeded in getting a place in both the mile and half events, Jacobowski, placed in the high and broad jumps, Blum showed in the pole vault and Beecham did well in the high jump. Capt. Thomas won the 50, 100, and 220 yd. dashes and also took a try at the discus; Decker did his best work in javelin throw, hurdles, and shot put. MENDOTA 70y2; HALL 51« 2 The Mendota track squad beat Hall in a dual meet held on Hall’s field when they swept the last two events and cinched the cup that was at stake. The issue was in doubt until the last two events but Mendota cleaned up on those and put the meet on ice. Thomas was high point man for Hall with 15 points, winning in three dash events; Decker was second with 14 points; Jacobowski won the mile and got third in the half mile; Blum took second in the pole vault; Verrucchi got third in the quarter-mile; Karpinski took third place in the javelin throw, and Richard Nesti, out for the first time, got a second in the discus. —Francis Hurley ILLINOIS VALLEY MEET With twenty-four schools eligible to compete, and most of them entered in one or more divisions of the meet, Hall took first rank in the commercial contests, second rank in the literary contests and third in the track and field events at LaSalle. In the commercial contests Hall took two firsts and two seconds and one third out of a possible four places against the field. Madelon SEVENTYhONE Mahoney was the high point maker for Hall winning first in the one minute speed test in typing and second in the advanced shorthand e-vent; Margaret Blaskewich took first in the beginning shorthand contest. Aldona Surwill took second in the advanced typewriting contest; and third place in the beginning typing contest went to Stella Stena-vich. Each student was awarded gold, silver and bronze medals in accordance with her rating. Students from Streator took second rank and LaSalle third in the contests. In the Literary contest Hall won second, LaSalle taking first and Granville third. Hall’s points totalled seven, to nine for LaSalle and five for Granville. In this contest Micheal Bender took first place in the extempore speaking, Lester Van Tress third in oratory, and Loretta Dwyer third in declamatory. Medals were awarded the winners. In the track and field meet LaSalle took first place, Toluca with their record breaking sprinter, took second place and Hall third place. Thomas and Decker were the high point men for Hall, and between them they brought home one gold, three silver and one bronze medal. Next Saturday, May 19, Hall’s teams will enter literary, musical and athletic contests at Princeton and are picked as winners in at least two of the divisions—literary and athletic. There will be no commercial contests at princeton. “Bill,” said a sailor looking up from his writing, “do you spell ‘sense’ with a ‘c’ or an ‘s.’ That depends,” replied his friend, “Do you refer to ‘cents’ meaning money, or ‘sense’ meaning brains?” “Aw, I don’t mean either of them two!” was the reply. “What I want to say is, ‘I aint seen him sense’.” SEVENTY-TWO ANGELO FONTECCHIO Band Master SEVENTY-THREE ORCHESTRA Violins—Irving Franckey, ’24; Madelon Mahoney ’23; Domenic Campeggio’24; Lucille DeCosta,’25; Elizabeth Abrahams ’25- Joye Latham ’25. Violins—Vera Bradley’23; Annabelle Schatz ’24; Lauretta Fenwick ’25; Celeste Granfield ’24; Anton Zukowski ’25; Stanley Bortman ’26; Alice Kramer ’24. Cornets—Clayton Beecham’25; Joseph Picco’25; John Kramer ’26; Walter Bortman ’26. Bass Viol—Ruth Blake ’25. Flute—Lester Van Tress ’24; Walter Laugal ’24. Clarinets—Nino Sereno ’25; Albert Steffen ’24; Leo Bertrand ’26 John Miglio ’25; Joseph Surwill ’25; Andrew Thomas ’24. Saxophone—Nino Serona ’25. Cello—Micheal Bender ’24. Trombone—Melvin Micheal ’25. Baritone—Lois Rowe ’23. Drums—Bernice Hicks ’23. Piano—Eunice Johnston ’25. Miss Ruth Osmanson—Director (SEVENTY-fFIVE HALL’S BAND Cornets—Clayton Beecham, Charles Chivinsky, Joe Picco, John Kramer, Clinton Keay. Albert Steffen, Leo Bertrand, Joseph Surwill, John Miglio. Flutes—Lester Van Tress, Walter Laugal. Saxophones—Nino Sereno. Trombone—Melvin Michael. Baritone—Irving Franckey, Joseph Seiplis. Bass—Fred Blassick. French Horn—Clarence Keutzer. Drums—Michael Bender. SEVENTY-SEVEN HALL'S JAZZ ORCHESTRA Left to right: Nino Sereno, clarinet; Joseph Eschenbaum, piano; Irving Franckey (director), violin; Clayton Beecham, cornet; Adam Bernardi, drums. Hall is proud of this orchestra which has been of invaluable service at class parties, the Junior Prom, etc. SEVENTY-EIGHT Hall Concert Company Printing Class SEVENTY-NINE “PENROD”CAST Can you find that little rascal Penrod ? He is the one on the right in the front row, and that’s his pal, Sam Williams, third to the left. On November 10th they played the role of leading “rogues” in “Penrod”, a comedy in four acts, adopted for the stage from Booth Tarkington’s well known story. Then there was Henry Schofield, the exacting father; Mary Schofield, the doting mother; Margaret, the coy sister; Della, the long suffering cook; Jarge, the hired man—but here is the cast complete: Tim_______________________________________________Melvin Campbell Della, the Schofield cook_________________________Catherine Tarro Mary Schofield, Penrod’s mother___________________Bertha Urquhart Mr. Jones, Marjorie’s father________________________Stanley Hurst Jarge_______________________________________________Albert Steffen Robert Williams, Margaret’s suitor________________________ Michael Bender Mrs. Bassett________________________________________Helen Cosgrove Henry P. Schofield, Penrod’s father_______________________Gervaise Maurer Margaret Schofield, Penrod’s sister_______________Ella Matusevich Herbert Hamilton Dade_________________________________________Earl Makiney Penrod Schofield____________________________________________Gerald Hanney Sam Williams________________________________________James Wilson Marjodie Jones____________________________________Sara Rosenzweig George Bassett____________________________________Anton Zukowski EIGHTY Rev. Lester Kinosling____ Herman___________________ Verman___________________ Mr. Coombes, Chief of Police. --.Lester Van Tress Dominic Campeggio _______Joseph Picco ---Lester Van Tress A record breaking crowd was present, the audience equalling if not surpassing that which witnessed “Clarence”, the Senior play of last spring. All seemed unanimous in their verdict that Miss Osman-son has unusual ability when it comes to producing successful plays. BOOST Boos and your school boosts with you, Knock and you’r on the shelf; For your pals get sick of you who kick, And wish that you’d kick yourself. Boost when exams are appalling; Boost when the game goes wrong; If you happen to fall—don’t lie there and bawl; Get up and boost things along. Boost when your school is lively, Boost when it’s dead as sin; For nothing is won by those who run, So stick to your post and win. Boost for your school’s advancement; Boost for it all of the time; For the chap that’s found on the topmost round, Is a booster everytime. Albert Steffen ’24 EIGHTY-ONE TRIPLE-V DEBATING CLUB (Veni, vidi, vici) Now let us note the achievements of the,Triple-V’s. During the early months of the year, the club members worked quietly but effectively deciding upon a suitable subject for discussion. After much preliminary debating the following topic was selected: Resolved, That the government should regulate the price of food and fuel in time of peace. After a series of interclass debates held in February, these teams were elected: affirmative—Janet Camerlo,'Earl Makiney, Lester VanTress; negative—Lois Grivetti, Michael Bender, Albert Steffen. Then forth went a challenge which was accepted by Granville and LaSalle. April 3rd the Granville affirmative team met defeat at Hall, but two days later our affirmatives had a similar experience in Granville. On April 12th came the dual meet between Hall and LaSalle. The result was a tie, the affirmative team of each side scoring a victory. EIGHTY-TWO sstfo Suiuibjx (siai0 No doubt there'll be many who could murder me, When first their eyes these jokes do see, But be a good sport, come laugh with glee “And whistle o’er the lave of’t.” Lester Van Tress, Editor of the Jokes. Dominic Campeggio (translating his French lesson)—“And tell her not to forget to recommend my stockings.” A pretty good guess, Dominic, only it happens that the French word “raccomander” means to mend, not recommend. All the midnight oil our Seniors burn is paid for by Dad (or somebody else’s Dad) at the gasoline station, 23c per. Miss Mewhirter (in classics)—“What is the setting of the story, ‘Treasure Island’?” Rufin Petroski—“The setting is when the family was all setting around when he came in.” Albert Steffen (in English III)—“She was a fine chap of a girl,” We haven’t the slightest idea to whom you are referring. (? ?) Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself has said, As he stubbed his toe against the bed, ?????!!!!____________!__?__? EIGHTY-FOUR A FISH STORY Minister (to Bill)—“Don’t you know it’s wrong to fish on Sunday?” Bill—“I’m not fishing. I’m only teaching this worm to swim.” Realizing the great need of our love-lorn lads and lassies for fitting phrases with which to adorn their tender missives written daily, almost “periodly” to each other. Miss Wilson, after much persuasion, has consented to compile a table of such line and phrases from the best known poems of our literature. When words fail you, just sprinkle in a few of the following. (It is possible that in a few cases the quotation is not given word for word). “—the utmost share Of my desire shall be Only to kiss that air That lately kissed thee.” I i0Ve—“Your fringed lids of hazel eyes With soft brown tresses overblown.” You are—“A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye!” “Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.” “—Thy beauty is to me Like ancient barks of yore That gently, o’er a perfumed sea, The weary traveler bore.” “The angels not half so happy in heaven Go envying you and me.” EIGHTY-FIVE “Black are your eyes as the berry that grows On the thorn by the wayside.” “Sweet is your breath as the breath of the kine That feed in the meadows.” “—My love, you do in yourself contain All this world’s riches that may far be found: If sapphires, lo your eyes be sapphires plain; If rubies, lo, your lips be rubies sound; If pearls, your teeth be pearls, both pure and round; If ivory, your forehead ivory ween; If gold, your locks are finest gold on ground ; If silver, your fair hands are silver sheen.” “E’en the slight harebell raises its head, Elastic from your airy tread.” “Your nose is tretys, your eyen greye as glas; Your mouth ful smal, and ther to softe and reed Hollis Papke (in cafeteria)—“Do you want some soup?” Flora Pigatti—“Is it good soup?” Hollis—“Fourteen carrots.” Johnny had used some unparlimentary language much to hir. mother’s distress. “Johnny,” she cried, “do stop using such dreadful expressions. I can’t imagine where you pick them up.” “Well, ma,” replied Johnny, “Shakespeare uses them.” “Then don’t play with him again,” commanded his mother, “I’m sure he’s not a fit companion for you.” EIGHTY-SIX SUITABLE COMPLIMENTS One day—the first of May to be exact—Mr. Toney made his debut in what appeared to be a spick and span, new spring suit. When Miss Phelps saw him coming down the street, she said, “Look at the sport!” Miss Osmanson upon sighting the strange apparition cried, “All dressed up like a circus horse.” Miss Mewhirter—“Spring has come!” Miss Wilson—“Who’s the gentleman at the head of the table?” Arrived at school, Miss Faletti called out, “All dressed up and no place to go,” while Mr. Melton said, “That cloth you bought made up well!” And all this about a grey suit which Mr. Toney claims he bought before the war! Sadie Abraham—“Is the book ‘Mighty Like a Rose’ in the library?” Miss Thomas—“Isn’t that the name of a song and not of a book?” Sadie (very earnestly)—“No, it’s a book. Elizabeth read it and said it was fine.” (Are you positive Sadie, my dear, that your big sister wasn’t playing a joke on you? Big sisters do that, you know.) Some wit of the Senior class is reported to have given a new title to Cotter’s Saturday Night. He is said to have renamed it Cotter’s Bath Night. We are getting wrinkles in our alabaster brow wondering what put that idea into his head! “Why do you always go out on the porch when I begin to sing? Don’t you like to hear me?” “It isn’t that. I want the neighbors to see that I’m not beating my wife.” Albert: “ Why do blushes creep over girls’ faces?” Mike: “Because if they ran they would kick up too much dust.” EIGHTY-SEVEN Miss Thomas: “What is an unabridged dictionary ?” Vincent Doyle: “One that hasn’t any bridges, I guess!” Mrs. Dyer (giving a command to her gym class) “Up-side-down.” Do you wonder her students seemed bewildered? Miss Fishback (To Latin I)—“Faces on your books.” Charlie Clinton couldn’t see why we all laughed when he said, “ I saw children sitting on the sidewalk playing marbles, and jumping the rope.” Do you? Do you? Two freshmen were quarreling as to which was the better town Ladd or Spring Valley. First freshman: “Of course Ladd is better than Spring Valley. We have a building in Ladd where on one side they save the soul and on the other side save the body. Second freshman: “I don’t get you.” First freshman: “Well on one side there is a grocery store and meat market, and on the other side there is shoe repair shop.” Kenney J.: “Those girls are always quarreling over me.” Gerry H.: “Some girls will quarrel over anything.” Thelma: “What’s the matter with Bernice and Irving?” Joe: “Oh they don’t speak.” Thelma: “What’s the trouble?” Joe: “They quarreled over the question of which loved the other the more.” Oble Smith: “The horse is a good beast of burden, but the auto is more reliable.” We wonder if Oble has had many dealings with a Ford. EIGHTY-EIGHT DO YOU BELIEVE THIS? The following vow was recently taken by a number of the young ladies of Hall: “We solemnly vow that we shall study at least two hours at home each night; that we shall be in love with but one boy at a time; that we shall not write more than three notes a day; that we shall not stay out later than ten thirty; that we shall not use powder or rouge, and that we shall attempt to obey our elders. “We most solemnly vow that we shall keep the above pledge. Ioretta Dwyer Madelon Mahoney Bernice Hicks Violet Wick Thelma Schatz Ruth Blake Lois Grivetti Ella Matusevich Joye Latham Adele Johnston. NEW DISCOVERY IN PSYCHOLOGY Innocent freshman—“Do you know, if you take a year old baby, put it in a baby buggy and push it at a rapid rate, the youngster will gargle and chortle with glee?” World Wise Senior—“Aw that’s nothin’. Take an 18 year old girl. Put her in a fast automobile and step on the gas. You’ll get practically the same results.” Part of a theme on “How to Fish”: “To fish is a very pleasure thing to do. Get some bats, hooks, cord, cork poles and a rock which is to take down the hook to the bottom of the pond or lake where anyone is fishing. You may tell when you got a fish on because the cork gos down and you pull up which gets the fish in the mouth.”—R. Petroski. Found in a theme about a boy who had survived drowning: “The boys sides were aching because he had some water in his stomach.”— J. Glovetski. Widow (gushingly)—“Really, you look so much like my dear departed husband.” “Zat so? As he was or as he is?” EIGHTY-NINE FEHR BRADBEER X £ PLUMBING | | HEATING | | SHEET METAL WORK | I SLATING f | Phone 25R1 Spring Valley | | HAVE AN ART PHOTO 1 $ MADE AT THE | X X I Union Studio ! 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(That’s all right Francis, don’t mind if they did laugh, all the rest of them think the same thing but haven’t the nerve to say it.) Walter Laugal (in Algebra)—“I worked that problem a different way. I let x equal one-half part of a man— (In our shouts of laughter the details of this amazing procedure were completely lost, but we suggest that Walter multiply x by two, thus getting 2x, or a whole man.) Mi'. Melton (in General Assembly)—“I am mighty glad to see these shining faces before me this morning.” (And then he wondered why some fifty-seven different varieties of powder puffs were immediately applied to some fifty-seven varieties of noses!) MODERN GEOMETRY Given, I love you: To prove that you love me. Proof: 1. I love you. 2. I am a lover. 3. All the world loves a lover. 4. You are all the world to me. 5. You love me. —0. E. D. CAN YOU FEATURE THIS? An absent minded man sat up until midnight trying to remember what the string on his finger was for, and then suddenly remembered that he had thus adorned himself in order that he might not forget to go to bed early. POOR KITTY! “My idea of the best way to make a room look cosy is to have a cat curdled down in the depths of a great big easy chair.” —Ida Guerrini. Do You Think Straight? $ You go to High School to learn to think straight. Solving | $ problems in algebra or geometry requires straight thinking; so | | does writing a clear and convincing essay. £ Thrift is straight thinking on earning, spending, saving, giv- | | ing and investing. $ Some day, when you are out to make your mark in the world, $ | you will need to do a lot of straight thinking on these subjects if £ you are to succeed. £ | We are always glad to have High School students open sav- | % ings or checking accounts at this bank and learn the lessons of wise saving as well as wise spending through having bank ac- | counts of their own. | THE FARMERS MINERS BANK j | Ladd, Illinois. | ?. : Y THE HERALD PRINTING CO. j LADD. ILLINOIS X BOOK AND JOB PRINTING OF THE BETTER KIND THIS ANNUAL IS A SAMPLE OF OUR WORK •X A NEW EXCUSE A fourth grade teacher had a great deal of trouble with Johnny’s absences. Becoming suspicious she wrote to the parents, “I am afraid Johnny is playing truant, and I should like your cooperation in securing a better attendance record for him.” Back came the answer, “Dere teecher—if Johnny is playing truant, he didn’t lern it to hoam. We are church people, and ain’t got a card in the hous.” EVERYBODY DOES I like to sit and dream a bit Of joyous ventures and mystery, And idle away a happy hour As before me lies my history. —Carl Blum. A RIDDLE! Mr. Duncan is fond of riddles. Here’s the latest one with which he has been puzzling the teachers: “It was done when it was begun; it was done when it was half done, and yet it wasn’t done when it was finished. Now, what was it?” Of course the faculty, in spite of all their great wisdom, fail to guess the answer. Whereupon, Mr. Duncan explains: “Timothy Johnson courts Susan Dunn. It was Dunn when their courtship was begun; it was still Dunn when it was half done, and yet it wasn’t Dunn when it was done—it was Johnson.” OUR BRILLIANT JUNIORS “He had to work hard to buy his trousseau.”—Wm. P. “The freshman spoke to his teacher with much pertinacity”—Lester V. “The man made a good debutante.”—Edwin Hill. (Note to the Sub-Freshmen: If you don’t get the point of these jokes, consult Webster. We think the one about the trousseau especially good.) “What kind of a fellow is Jenks?” “He’s the fellow that grabs the bench when there is a piano to move.” GATHER CLOSELY! “Now in case anything should go wrong with this experiment,” said Mr. Davis, “we and the laboratory shall be blown sky high. Now come a little closer that you may follow me.” (Do you blame him for wanting company on his journey way up there?) Fred Blassick (in English III)—When Gabriel went to see Evangeline for the first time, he did not know which made the louder noise, his knees knocking together, or his hand on the door. (Why we didn’t read that in the poem, Fritz! How come you know enough about such matters to supply the extra details?) THE CAFETERIA RUSH. (If the teachers weren’t there.) At twelve and twenty begins the fun, Down come the students on the run, Skipping—falling, here and there, Tumbling—fighting—pulling hair. —Della Weber. Miss Mewhirter—“What does a teacher grade a student by anyway?” Melvin Campbell—“By his looks.” How high would you rate, Melvin old top, if that were the stand-ard! ............................................ ’GENE’S WONDERFUL FORD Eugene Mason had a lizzy, Had a car which kept him busy, Climb it could straight up a hill, And pass a Buick (standing still!) —Theodore Masilonus. Celia D.—“Should we girls use any ‘make-up’ for the concert tonight?” Miss Osmanson—“No—that is, not any more than you are accustomed to use,” (Guess that’s a “knockout”, eh what, Cel?) BROWN BROS. CO. SPRING VALLEY, ILLINOIS WE CARRY THE MOST COMPLETE AND UP-TO-DATE LINE OF Electrical Appliances and Fixtures IN CENTRAL ILLINOIS HEADQUARTERS FOR ALL RADIO EQUIPMENT and AUTO SUPPLIES ♦x x x x x x x DROP IN AND LET US SHOW YOU AROUND HYMN TO GUM ( To be sung to the tune of “Funiculi-Funiculae” and dedicated to Clayton Beecham and Albert Steffen.) Some think that gum was made to chew while playing Their instruments Their instruments, Some think that gum was made to chew while singing, Some joyous song, Some joyous song, To set the air with music loudly sounding, Full far from good, Full far from good, CHORUS— Listen, listen, echoes from afar, Listen, Listen, hark the orchestra, Funiculi, funiculae, funiculi—oh what was that? Prob’ly someone’s wad of gum clogged up his cornet vat! Listen, listen, hear the glee club sing, Listen, listen, hear their voices ring, Funiculi, funiculae, funiculi—oh what was that? Someone choked upon his gum and hence his tone was flat! —Lester Van Tress. SHADES OF TENNYSON! John Taggart—“What do you think of “The Passing Arthur?” Elizabeth Kuckuck—“I’m not very much on football; what team does he play with?” “That was a close call,” said the woman as she left the telephone after talking to her next door neighbor. “How are you getting along wid youah ’rithemtic Lou?” “Well, I done learned to add the oughts, but de figgers bodder me.” Miss Thomas (in English I)—“Joseph Chioni change the verb of this sentence to active voice, ‘The rat was caught by the cat’.” Joseph—“The cat was caught by the rat.” Gervaise Maurer—“I don’t want you to make a large picture. Photographer—“All right, please close your mouth.” ““I PETITION!! Realizing the urgent need of the establishment of a class at Hall for the purpose of teaching the art of business ( ? ?) letter writing, we, the undersigned, do hereby pledge our support to the aforesaid class if Mr. Melton sees fit to add it to Hall’s curriculum: Sarah Rosenzweig Edwin Hill Bernice Hicks Irving Franckey Luella Weber Francis Hurley Lois Rowe Albert Steffen Joye Latham Clayton Beecham Lois Grivetti Michael Bender A FRESHMAN SPEAKS We lost a hardfought game today, To the Juniors’ well seasoned crew, But we feel sure we’ll know how to play, When we are Juniors too! (We wonder why this poem was placed in the joke column.) —Ira Lunn. One of the questions on an English test was “What are the Waver-ly Novels?” The following is Clara Chivinsky’s brilliant answer, “Waverly novels is a song that has a wavey swing to it.” LATIN IN THE GYM! The first day of school a Freshman green, Knew not the way to go, When the bell did ring, he going was seen, To Latin in the gym below. —Anita Volpini. Miss Thomas (tried past all patience in English II)—“Frank Chiado, you aren’t getting a thing out of this lesson. Everything we’ve said has gone in at one ear and out of the other. Won’t you please put your finger in that ‘other’ ear?” Bernice—“What is that I smell on your breath?” Irving—“That’s not my breath. It’s my hair! Haven’t you ever heard of “Sta-Comb”, Bernice?) WHEN you need help, you may go to a friend who is perfectly willing but entirely unable to help you. Just the same way, when you require banking service of a particular nature, you may go to a bank which is perfectly willing to serve you but unable to render the exact kind of service you most desire. The strength, experience and equipment of the Spring Valley City Bank assures you that we are not only willing to serve but thoroughly capable of rendering complete, helpful and satisfactory service. SPRING VALLEY CITY BANK OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF FRESHMEN Should any student of Hall decide to go into competition with Webster by writing a dictionary, he is perfectly welcome to use any of the following definitions of the word “coral”, all of them taken from freshman test papers. We recommend the first as being the most lucid. “Coral is formed by gas and other substances and is always collecting particles from things floating around in the ocean which pile on to each other so that it collects and all of the things dried and formed into corall (there is evidently a choice offered in spelling “coral”) that is when the gas collects”—. - John Assalley. Should lack of space prevent the use of the above mentioned lucid explanation, we recommend either of the following: “Coral is formed by a little insect staying at the side of the river until it decays”—Anna Shimkus. “Coral relief (apparently the writer believes that you should be given a choice of ‘reef or ‘relief’) is formed by a certain little individual who finds a place at the bottom of the sea.”—Howard Cleer. FATE OF A POWDER PUFF Clara had a powder puff Which was as white as snow, And everywhere that Clara went, That puff was sure to go. It followed her to school one day, Right into English class, Miss Wilson caught her using it, The puff’s no more—alas. —Madeline Daley. HOW’S THIS FOR GUESSING Miss Wilson—“Explain the meaning of these lines, ‘The abess hath her promise given, Ellen shall be the bride of heaven’.” No. 1—Elizabeth Wilson—“She is going to die and go to heaven where she will be married.” No. 2—Marvel Brady—“She is going to marry Malcolm and she thinks that will be heaven.” Richard Nesti—“Are late hours good for one?” Leona Heilgeist—“No, but they are good for two.’ x t Smart Clothes The satisfaction derived from wearing good clothes amply repays for the few added dollars. Society Brand Clothes give the highest degree of satisfaction to the man who cares. Men s Shoes, Hats and Furnishings Frank and Son Spring Valley | I CHIROPRACTIC y I !? i $ Chiropractic is a Philosophy, Science and Art of things | Natural; a system of adjusting the articulations of the spinal | column, by hand only, for the correction of the physical repre- | sentative of the cause of dis-ease. I X A — '■ ! E. G. MARTY, D. C. Ph.C. I P. S. C., U. C. A. | CHIROPRACTOR ILLINOIS SPRING VALLEY A TRIBUTE TO THE FROSH The bright-eyed little Sophies, Study some at night, But it is the brilliant Freshies, Who work with all their might. Author unknown—Sherlock Holmes would probably decide that only a Freshman could have written it. REGISTER IN THE BANK Miss Mewhirter—“Where is your book?” Tressa Waite—“I lost it.” Miss M.—“Then I advise you to take a course in bookkeeping.” SNUFF— “Sneagle.” “Snotneagle, snowl.” “Sneither, snostrich.” U and I Pookie B.—“When will there be 25 letters in the alphabet?” Stella S.—“I don’t know.” Pookie—“When you and I are one.” HOW HORRIBLE Harry Leggett (in history)—“The czar was decomposed.” Why Harry, that sounds like one of Poe’s “Life in Death” stories! Miss Mewhirter had just finished discussing the different “ages” with her fifth period history class. To see if the students had been paying attention, she asked, “What period are you in now?” “Kandy” Kramer—“Ain’t this the fifth period?” Bobbed hair is going out of style. Why doesn’t somebody start a wig factory? THE BEST IN DRUG STORE MERCHANDISE OUR STOCK OF DRUGS, MEDICINES, AND TOILET PREPARATIONS IS COMPLETE Eastman means Kodak We carry a large stock of Kodaks and Eastman Films and Photographic Supplies Victor is a guarantee of Musical Quality. We sell genuine Victrolas and Victor Records Thompson Drug Co. The store iminiiiimiijllM cm FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS (WITH ADDITIONS) 1. “The quality of mercy is not strained,” said the Freshman as he beheld his red-bedecked report card. 2. “Is this a dagger I see before me?” said Edna Phelps to Della Weber as the latter handed her the butcher knife in cooking class. 3. “Yond Harrison hath a lean and hungry look; he thinks too much; such men are dangerous,” said Dorothy Burman as she looked at Mr. Toney in the fifth period study hall. 4. “Well said, that was laid on with a trowel,” said a member of the “Fifth Class” as Mr. Melton finished his famous “Red, White, and Blue lecture.” 5. “All that glitters is not gold,” said the Sub-Freshman as he curiously examined the railing in the library. 6. “All the perfumes of Arabia cannot sweeten this little hand!” cried Ollie Enyart to Lena Perino as she peeled onions for a potato salad down in the cafeteria. 7. “All the world is a stage. Let me play the part of a fool,” said Joe Picco as he started “raising ructions” in the study hall. 8. “Beware the Ides of March” said Mr. Melton announcing that the report cards would come out on that date. 9. “Double, double, toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble,” said Mrs. Dyer as she lighted the gas under the tea kettle. 10. “I dote on his very absence,” said Oble Smtih when he found that Mr. Duncan was to go on a basketball trip and there would be no shop class. 11. “This is the forest primeval,” said Miss Osmanson at the Dramatic Club picnic as she gazed around her with delight. 12. “Come and trip it as you go, on the light fantastic toe,” said Mr. Melton as he watched the dancers at the Junior-Senior party—“only-let’s have none of this bear hugging.” ADVICE James Wilson—“You’d better keep your eyes open around here.” Wm. Goering (scared)—“Why?” James—“Why you’d look funny with them shut.” Miss Mewhirter—“Why are the middle ages called the dark ages?” Clyde Wixom—“Because there were so many knights.” Gunther’s Viscolized Ice Cream Ask Your Dealer for Gunther’s Ice Cream Not How Cheap but How Good