Harvey High School - Anvil Yearbook (Painesville, OH)

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THE ANVIL, JUNE, 1918. enjoyable evening. Base ball came, along with spring, and several sailors on boat one are making good at this. Pilot, Miss Wyman, from the beginning of this year's course kept, and is still keeping, the boat from floundering in deep wat- ers. The crew is planning an afternoon in June to be called Class Day. This day with commencement will form a fit- ting close for a successful year's journey. The crew has missed all those who, for different reasons discontinued the journey. All who have been able to travel on have learned more every day of the true value of high school sailing. The choice of the motto by the crew shows that they feel that they are only beginning the voyage of life. The motto chosen by them is Today we launch, where shall we anchor? Ava Billington, '18. llllllill The time set for class day is the afternoon of June 13th. The Senior class will present the farcical comedy, Profess- or Pepp. The baccalaureate service is to be Sunday, June 16. Rev. W. W. Dieterich, pastor of the First Methodist Church, will preach. The commencement exercises will be held June 21. The speaker is Mr. Wm. H. McMasters, presi- dent of Mt. Union College. Miss Lydia L. Beckwith, a member of our faculty, was married on June 1 to Mr. W. J. Rigger of Croswell, Mich. They will make their home in Painesville. Mrs. Biggervwishes to thank the pupils and teachers who so beautifully decorated her room with flowers on June 3. 13

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THE ANVIL, JUNE, 1918. before that they wanted him to fill that place again. Ava Billington was to assist if it was necessary during his ab- sence. Victor Kerr was to keep the log and more important still, the money, which the crew might acquire on piratical expeditions, boat one sailed on until Hallowe'e.n when a land party occurred on island Maccabee Hall. The weather was rather unpleasant b.ut this slight difiiculty did not keep the sailors from enjoying a jolly hornpipe. The success of this event was due to having all crews on high school waters present, and having each sailor masked. After this event the boats were boarded by their usual crew. Good reports of the crew's industry and great knowledge reached other ships on the high school ocean by S. O. S. messages. Athletes in the crew were not lacking. Football letters were given to sailors. Lee Root, Abe Green- field, Ed. Church, Victor Kerr, and Lloyd Averill. A very interesting paper which all the crews on the sea helped to publish was the Anvil. During the second year's voyage of the crew of boat one, Lee Root and Eliza- beth Chapman were chosen to work for the success of the paper. Victor Kerr was also added in the third year, while Stanton Jones was elected by the crew for the fourth year. All of these sailors proved very efficient in this work. In December, one of the sailors, Lee Root, left the crew to serve as an airman for Uncle Sam. The crew all missed this jolly, popular sailor. Basket 'ball was entered into by several of the sailors and Sailors Abe Greenfield, Victor Kerr and Philip Baker received letters this last voyage of the ship. The sailor girls on boat one formed a Basket Ball team. Owing to their short period of practice they did' not win any games, but nevertheless, true to the spirit of the crew, took their dc- feats without complaining. In February the crew of boats three and five entertained the crew of boat one at a land party in Mentor. In April the same crew entertained boat one on A. O. H. Island. Every sailor present reported an 12

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THE ANVIL, JUNE, 1918. J une It is J une! Let us wander, my friend, you and I, Far, far through the wood and the field, For the open air calls me, and in your sad sigh I see the same feeling revealed. This, the season of freedom and the season of joy, To all creatures happiness brings. Hear the call of the bluebird, the coo of the dove, His sweet, simple lovesong each sings. Comes the so-ft dancing sunlight from smiling blue skies, And kisses each tender green leaf 5 And it stirs up the blood and sad spirits rise. The long pent-up school boy finds relief. Let us Hee for a while from the classes of hate To nature, and sing, dance and play. All too soon the great chance will be gone once again. Be happy as long as you may, For in September, the leaves in their brilliant array Will fade and will wither and dieg ' And we must return to our classes of care, Let us wander, my friend, you and I. It is June! Illene G .Logan, '18, I1-l11S1ll Pa, what is a football coach ? The ambulance, I suppose. Mr. Smith- If you put that on your exam paper, you'll get blue right thru' it like that. Said a Sophomore boy to a Freshman girl, I'm like a ship at sea, The exams are near and 1'm afraid That I shall foundered be. The girl replied, I'll be the shore, Where you can rest when your journey's o'er. Silence fell and all was well, For the ship had hugged the shore. 14