Hawken School - Onyx / Red and Gray Yearbook (Gates Mills, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 104 of the 1930 volume:

ges ene = if .: i 3 iF : ¢ PRR RR LEE SN COLE SCRE AYE BEWARE A OTT Les SIT BAN KLE IS a ON GALSTAD Sh a EPS Lae ENA Ae CARLIE 7 Sp OE rye Ie TT The Red and Gray Book HAWKEN ScHOOL Published by THe YEAR Boox BOARD May, 1930 NUMBER SEVEN 1930 —— T: Hib R°ESD Ae Dt G6 (Res a Gi MR. ROBERT S. ADAMS C two | 4 Se eee SH SES eR ee NAD GRAY) OOK Dedication i, the Members of the Year Book Board, on behalf of the entire School, dedicate this, our Seventh Year Book, to Mr. Robert S. Adams, for whose interest, en- thusiasm and tireless endeavor in the fields of History and Dramatics we wish to express our appreciation. . . [ three } ee TH E RE DEAN DG RA TBO Ose cn nn EEE Hr. Warren T. Carter Ro RAD awe NOD. GRAY BO OK Jn HMemoriam N the death of Mr. Carter our School suffered a very great loss. Mr. Carter was always cheerful and ready to help with every activity. Every boy in the School thought a lot of him. Everything that he started he saw through to the finish, and he could do very many things well. In the shop he was always willing to give help and attention to the one who was in need of it. Almost every boy in Hawken School has made something of use or of beauty under Mr. Carter’s direction. These articles, whether a pewter dish, a block print, or a model, serve now to remind us of a teacher who was a friend and a helper to all of us. Mr. Carter did some very beautiful work himself during the time that he has been at the School. One of his favorite activities was wood- carving. In the hall as you enter the school building there is a large hand-carved chest that he made. He also carved a beautiful chest of drawers, which stands in the office. He was kind enough to lend to the School all his plate-molds, so that the boys might make pewter plates. The morning after vacation, when Mr. Steph- ens announced at Chapel the death of Mr. Carter, we were all impressed by the complete silence. | am sure that every boy feels a great loss. —Hubbard Little. eee T-H E- RB DS SAGN: Dy Grek, AAS OP ie a MR, JOHN J. CARNEY ol Pg Bete In are) wad Ne LD Gi RA Ys Weiler Ce R. JOHN J. CARNEY, our Headmaster, has been absent from the School this year on sabbatical leave. He left for Europe during the latter part of August, 1929. After spending a short time in France he went to Munich, where he studied at the University during the fall months. His Christmas holidays were spent in Switzerland. From there he went to southern France and followed this with a Mediterranean trip, visiting Greece, Asyria and Palestine. Returning from a seven-day trip up the Nile, he stopped at Sicily, and later visited Rome, Florence, Genoa, Venice and Milan, spending a month in the first two of these cities. After visiting the Austrian Tyrol he returned to Munich for a series of lectures; thence to Paris and vicinity for a few weeks, and to England in June. Mr. Carney expects to arrive home about the middle of July. This is Mr. Carney’s first extended absence from the School since he came to us in 1917. We have all missed him during the year just passed, and shall be glad to welcome him back again. During Mr. Carney’s absence his work as headmaster of the Upper School has been taken over and admirably carried forward by Mr. Stephens. [ seven T HOE REDS, AN Dw RA ye Year Book Board Mr. A. Ross MacManon - -) = = Faculty Advisor BENEDICT SCHNEIDER -. - - - - Editor-in-Chief FRANCIS SILVER - - = = = Contributing Editor ApRIAN FoosE - - - Contributing Editor and Art Editor ALBERT CONKEY aol Oo Phe Te gl ee Sports Editor JoHn CaLFEE - Business Manager and Photographic Editor BENJAMIN TAPLIN - - - - - Advertising Manager [ eight ] hat, ae Ps AGN DD gee R ACY “BO Ook rr My EL AL NZ ih “4 1 LED MS Lo ALL, OLN =e LES LES [Zo er el cree WSS So — ee i) LF [ nine ] T HRS RED SAINI Gea ee [ fen ] NL Pee PAN DG RAY, B.O.0 K The Faculty, 1929-1930 Joun J. Carney, Principal of Upper School, on leave of absence CuHaRLEs R. STEPHENS, Principal of Upper School, pro. tem. H. Mortimer SMEED, Principal of Lower School Mrs. Rosert S. Apams, Second Grade Ropert S. Apams, English and History WituiaM T. S. BAKER, Fourth Grade CirFForD Bracpon, English Mrs. Rosert B, Brewer, Flute Ropert B. Brewer, Orchestral Instruments WarREN I. Carter, 4rt Guy N. CuristTIAn, Science Mrs. Zoe L. Fouts, Music Hiram C. Haypn, French TuHayveER Horton, Fifth Grade Mrs. Epmunp C. Travis, Piano Miss Fannie M. Luenrs, First Grade A. Ross MacMauon, Eighth Grade Joun H. McCarrtny, Latin Ravpu Patcu, French and Spanish P. CHAMPION Rounpy, Seventh Grade Davip W. RussELL, Third Grade ELMER P. SrtppLe, Manual Arts GILBERT M. Smita, French Rosin S. Wattace, Physical Training Dr. JoeL B. Haypven, Chaplain Dr. ARNOLD F. Furrer, Consulting Physician Miss Mona E. ELBrecut, Secretary Horace R. AyLarp, Bursar [ eleven ] | . B 0.0K [ ¢welve ] Ne Ge Rot RED ibe. Eade MM =) oe) aa PRE et ena) ee: ReAeY, i is sO al | ah a eet ea Pe a WG uh JOHN WILLARD COULTON Sentor Executive Committee of the Student Assembly, 12;.Player’s Club, 12; Football, 12: D° not be deceived by this angelic visage! It masks a sneering humor and a tongue that has lashed every institution of the modern age. His style is much akin to that of the departed light, Ted Robinson. Yet John is by no means limited to the light and jesting variety of conversation; he is well versed in the ways of the world, and can assume the position of philosopher and guide to his less experienced class-mates. As a line man in football, John chilled his opponents to the marrow. In base- ball John was an unexpected prop to the Red team. No one will ever forget the famous catch which caused a double out on the day of the Faculty game. Serving in the ranks of the Players’ Club John made a top-notch property man, filling that thankless job with great cheerfulness and unfailing depend- ability. To his own emolument he here obtained a thorough knowledge of the ways of the acting profession. His was the invention of the ingenious bowl which was broken literally over — not on — the head of Fred Swetland. His tact in handling actors, begging for their properties hours before their cues were called, . deserves also to be commended. That soothing voice of his has quieted many a . nervous player to composure. John numbers among the exclusive set of two who take Spanish lessons from Mr. Patch. Whether he stars in this is impossible to say, but he delights in | ; spouting apt phrases in that outlandish tongue, and enjoys translating them to the ignorant. Into the accomplishment of these tasks, John put all that he had, not be- ing satisfied until they were well finished. When he goes the School will lose a real worker and helper. [ fourteen | er be Rabe De AN Doe GOR TAGY 4. Bi Oke MAURICE PERKINS Senior Gray President, 12; Player’s Club, 12. “PT VERYTHING except potatoes,” is Maurice’s inevitable request when second helpings are offered at lunch. This worthy Senior, who has been at Hawken since time immemorial, topped off his final year by acting as President of the Grays. Perk plays football and baseball, and is a valued assistant in stage-craft and lighting. When the curtain ascends, or a prop falls, or the lights come to an untimely end, that is “Perky.” Maurice hates hats. He has rarely worn one to school; he may be seen on the coldest winter days wending his way hatless through Wade Park, a delapi- dated book bag in one hand. He never takes the street car, as “it takes too long.” He says the hundred-fifth street line is a banana line — the street cars come in bunches! Since the departure of Dick Inglis, Perk has gained the reputation of being the most caustic wit in the school. When he returned from New York, Maurice said that Riverside Drive was the only riverside drive from which he had been able to see the river. That Maurice is an individual may be judged from a glance at his interests. These include western mountains, preferably low, burros, alarm clocks and inter-urbans. When “Perky” leaves the school a character will be gone whom no one can replace. [ fificen ] | | | Sa a aes a } h | ee ____..._._._...... ee T HS REE DNS AGN DG REAGY?” -B10-O7K eee eee ADOLPH BENEDICT SCHNEIDER, Jr. Senior Red President, 12; Red Secretary, 11; Presi- dent of the Student Assembly, 12; Year Book Board, 11, 12; Glee Club, 9, 10, 11, 12; Player’s Club; AST 12: HIS, friends, is our well-known organizer and chief stage manager. Not to say that stage managing is not constructive and dependent on good or- ganizing; but the stage seemed, to outsiders, always to be a conglomeration of this and that with hammers falling from the loft when pliers weren’t. Yet we will excuse Ben for that since every play was well fitted with scenic attractive- ness, due to his persistence in getting what he is after. But Ben seemed to have it in for the Presidencies. He led the Reds. safely through the year. The Student Assembly was always aware of his presence, since he was the President of that honorable organization also. And, friends, he was the Editor-in-Chief of this Year Book. Not only was Ben the Stage Manager of the Players’ Club, but he was also its President, conducting it through a very successful season and topping off with ‘““The Nervous Wreck,” which was greatly enjoyed by many people. Then, too, Ben was a chemist. Often he and his fellow-chemists produced the most obnoxious odors which travelled obtrusively through the greater part of the School. His persistency was indeed persistent. When Ben has something on his mind nobody has any peace until he gets it off. Often he has been seen storming around from this room to that fiercely waving a paper at all inquirers. When finally he found his victim a quiet calm would settle over him and once more there would be peace and quiet. : Ben seems seldom to make errors, but when he does — Silver goes into hysterics of delight. Often his outbursts can be heard several rooms away. De- spite these errors Ben frequently appears on the Honor Roll. [ sixteen ] RAE Te ek Dee Gen YB Oc Kk FRANCIS FRIEDMAN SILVER Senior Red; Year Book Board, 11, 12; Glee Club, 10, 11, 12; Orchestra,.10; Player's Club, 10, 11, 12; Football, 12. ‘©MH,” says one of the readers of this fair Year Book, upon beholding the i X lineaments so inadequately pictured above, “‘the face of a scholar and a gentleman.” “Here,” says a second, “are the features of a philosopher and a poet.”’ Both are right. “All that glitters is not gold,” for quite often it is Silver, you know. His activities on the Year Book Board have long been a source of trial and tribulation to Editor-in-Chief Schneider, and he has been tolerated solely be- cause of his sterling ability as an author. His masterful voice, distinguished air, and inimitable (perhaps it is just as well!) way of acting in the productions of the Players’ Club have long been the envy of the other actors. Francis cavorted about the football field to such good purpose last fall that he was of necessity given a letter. As guard for the Keds he literally terrorized his opponents. They claim it was the face and the expression, but you know how things like that get around. His presence likewise graced the basketball squad to good purpose last winter. In the spring Francis burns up the track, much to the dismay of his opponents, who can not then find it. The Cross-Country Run ex- ercises a fatal attraction for him, and last year he was second by only a small margin. But the athletic field is not the only scene of his activities. He is the energetic chairman of the organization vulgarly known as the ‘Squeeze Em for Lucre”’ committee, which to the sorrow of everybody, has lived up to its name. A member of the Dance Committee, he was in charge of refreshments, and ap- parently discharged his duties well. (Hey! hide that letter of complaint, quick!) In the Glee Club he sings anything from bass to soprano, much to Mr. Brewer’s despair. To appreciate him one must know him; and his friends are legion. [ seventeen | 4 - |, ie | a OO eee TREES GRIFAD ACN Ds (GiRTAS Yr aby Olek DAN THOMAS WELLMAN Sentor 12; Football, 12. HIS is none other than the handsome gentleman who created such a sensa- tion among the curious students on the opening day of school. Their queries were completely and most satisfactorily answered after a few days of football practice had passed. Physics students will understand when we say that great forces of negative acceleration had to be exerted to neutralize his kinetic energy into a state of equilibrium as he crashed through the line. One might say that the Reds had some extra laboratory experience in “‘motion.”’ Although Dan was not able to play basketball, because of a game arm, ‘he was runner-up in the foul-shooting contest. This spring he filled with admiration the heart of every hero-worshipper as he pranced about the track, attempting to loosen up all his connections. Dan has been a great help at school in many ways. He served as Vice- President of the Student Assembly, assistant to the Property Manager, and was numbered among the greasiest of the Printing Committee. Dan is a serious worker. Who of us has not, during the animated conversa- tion of the last study period, had a qualm of self-reproach on seeing Dan hard at the job of his home-work? We shall attempt no prophecy of Dan’s future, albeit we know that his youth will not be uninfluenced by the fair sex. We think it quite probable that Dan will continue to utilize his last study periods; which is another way of say- ing that he will be successful'in whatever he sets out to do. [ eighteen ] Gray; Vice-President of the Student Assembly, SH Hea FDA) NOS GoRATY” Be OiOi Kk JOHN BEVERLY CALFEE Junior Red; Secretary of the Student Assembly, 11; Year Book Board, 10, 11; Glee Club, 9, 10; Orchestra, 9, 10, 11; Player’s Club, 10, 11; Football, 10, 11; Basketball, 10; Baseball, 10. DAVID SANDERS CLARK Junior Gray; Player’s Club, 11. ALBERT B. CONKEY Junior Gray Vice-President, 11; Year Book Board, 11; Glee Club, 10, 11; Orchestra, 10, 11; Football, 11; Baseball, 10; Basketball, 11. [ nineteen | LEE Ree DANCED iG Rew 43,0028 JOHN PHILBRICK DANFORTH Junior Red; Player’s Club, 11. ADRIAN FRANCIS FOOSE Juntor Red Secretary-Treasurer, 11; Executive Com- mittee of the Student Assembly, 11; Year Book Boafd;-1]; Glee: Club; 9; 10-11. Orchestra, 9; 10,° 113. Player's’ Club,-9; 10;.113 Footbalig 11. CALVIN ALBERT JUDSON Juntor Red; Glee Club, 9, 10; Football, 10; Track, OMG. : | ——— ee [ twenty ] - SS Ro.P2D new DS GR ALY” “Be OK TRACY KEARNY OSBORN Junior Gray; Executive Committee of the Student Assembly, 10. FREDERICK L. SWETLAND, Jr. Junior Red Vice-President, 11; Player’s Club, 1G, 04, BENJAMIN HOLLIDAY TAPLIN Junior Gray Secretary-Treasurer, 11; Year Book Board, 11; Glee Club, 9, 10; Orchestra, 9, 10, 11; Player’s Club, 10, 11; Football, 11. [ twenty-one ] | | : SE ge Pa a ks 52 er ee a ees WE Fe the 4 Se ee [ twenty-two ACN DS GIR TAS, buO. Oak LEWIS J . AFFELDER Sophomore Gray; Player’s Club, 9, 10. a 7a CHARLES KINGSLEY ARTER Sophomore Gray; Glee Club, 10; Player’s Club, 10; Foot- ball, 9310. HARVEY BROOKS Sophomore Red; Executive Committee of the Student As- sembly, 9, 10. Se ia RED” GA N DS GtRv AY, 9B: 010K GEORGE ARMOUR CRAIG Sophomore Gray; Glee Club, 9, 10; Player’s Club, 9, 10; Football, 10; Basketball, 10. WILLARD JOHN CRAWFORD Sophomore Gray; Glee Club, 9, 10; Player’s Club, 10; Football, 9, 10; Basketball, 10; Baseball, 9; Track; 9. HENRY CLARK HARVEY Sophomore Red; Player’s Club, 10; Football, 10; Basket- ball, 10. [ twenty-three ] | eee THE: eRe DAN DD GAR A Boe EMORY GILFILLAN HUKILL Sophomore Red; Glee Club, 9, 10; Player’s Club, 10. WILLIAM ANNAT OSBORNE Sophomore Red; Glee Club, 9, 10; Football, 9, 10. HERMON BUTLER PECK Sophomore Red; Glee Club, 10; Player’s Club, 10. [ twenty-four ] BOOK | | Tce) Re. Dis ACN Do G ReASy EVERETT STUART SHOLES Sophomore Red. FRANK HENRY TEAGLE Sophomore Gray. eee — — pa nse — [ twenty-five ] THLE eR BD AS ND AG. ROA Yes Be Osnie $$ eee DAVID. CLARK BOLE Freshman Gray; Executive Committee of the Student As- sembly, 9; Glee Club, 9; Basketball, 9. JOHN AUGUSTIN CASHMAN Freshman Gray. JONATHAN LATIMER COLLENS Freshman | Red; Football, a ALBERT PARSONS FONDA Freshman Red. [ twenty-six ] Pernog here AN. Da Gak ACY ?s, 8.0: OF. CHARLES HOWARD FOOTE Freshman Red; Glee Club, 9. JONATHAN FORD Freshman Red; Glee Club, 9. PHILIP ARCHIBALD FRYE, Jr. Freshman Gray; Glee Club, 9. SHELDON GILKEY GRUBB Freshman Red; Glee Club, 9. [ twenty-seven ] mae os oer T HE Rei D DINED PG, Rete as TOG FRANKLIN SYLVANIUS JUDSON Freshman Red; Glee Club, 9. BENTON DeEMOSS MELLINGER Freshman Gray; Glee Club, 9. JOHN FRANKLIN NASH Freshman Gray; Glee Club, 9; Orchestras FRANK E. TAPLIN, JR: Freshman Gray; Glee Club, 9; Orchestra, 9. [ twenty-eight } ot Bo sD ANOS ReA Y. “ROOK Seventh and Eighth Grades Front row: Charles Collacott, Malcolm Vilas, Humphrey Nash, Dickey Dyer, Robert Morse, John Wilson, Allan House. Second row: William Calfee, James Hoyt, Philip Morse, Claude Peck, Gilbert Humphrey, Hubbard Little, Robert Gale, Edward Peck, Charles VanSicklen. Third row: David Swetland, Robert Bishop, Franklin Bowler, Malcolm McBride, Zenas Andrews, Robert Coulton, Gordon James, Robert Webster, Mason Williams, Edward Lenihan. Fourth row: Robert Schnittger, Henry Williams, Asa Shiverick, Harold Cole, John Davenport, Peter Hitchcock, James Lincoln, Kenneth Baker. [ twenty-nine ] + Oe le ee ee MH Ex!R-E De MAND 4G aR hoy ab Oke Lower School Group Top row: Roger Clapp, David Crawford, Harvey Tanner iP BMBEL Taplin, Cyrus Eaton. Second row: Ernest Furrer, Livingston Ireland, David Davenport, , Channing Goff, Hubert Merryweather, Donald Gillies, Jack T urner, Winchell Keller, David Nutt. Third row: Robert Bishop, John Putnam, Dean Morse, Robert Turner, Elton Hoyt, Douglas Craig, Scott Inkley, Roger Jones, Marshall Dyer, Windsor White, Granger Collens. Fourth row: Sheldon Tolles, Hal Wischmeyer, Robert Wallace, Frederick Hills, Willard Walker, Robert Crowell, Melville Ireland. [ thirty ] a THE RED AND GRAY BOOK a EI I ee ee eee arse eRe peices sad ca fo totic First and Second Grades Left to right: Robert Burwell, Allan DeWitt, Dwight Morse, Roderick Gillis, Jokn Bazeley, Eames Cox, Ralph Brown, Oliver Brooks, Richard Cooley. [ thirty-one ] a ck ee ee aS EE Pe te aS ee ee T H Ey. ROE-D = AIN De Gal Ae e BOW I fi ; m a. Red and Gray Officers | . 1 BENEDICT SCHNEIDER Red President Maurice PERKINS - -- - - - = Gray President’ FREDERICK SWETLAND Red Vice-President -- 1 ALBERT CONKEY - - += = = Gray Vice-President ADRIAN FoosE - - - - = Red Secretary-Treasurer q BENJAMIN TarpLIN - - = - Gray Secretary-Treasurer 4 | } : } iy i t a ; : . : | [ thirty-two ] E . Phe ks ES De AGN, Dw GRA Y28 O O'K. BE Cae ATHLETICS ———=- Senior Football Team Front row: Charles Arter, Willard Crawford, Francis Silver, John Calfee, Captain, John Coulton, Wil- liam Osborne, Albert Conkey. Back row: Adrian Foose, Henry Harvey, Benjamin Taplin, Dan Wellman, Armour Craig, Emory Hukill, Jonathan Collens. Middler Football Team Front row: Kenneth Baker, Philip Morse, Robert Bishop, William Calfee, Peter Hitchcock, Claude Peck, David Swetland. Second row: James Lincoln, James Hoyt, Gilbert Humphrey, Henry Williams. [ thirty-four ] Je a SN The Seniors HE 1929 football team was very fortunate in having unusually fine weather for the season. Coaches Christian, Wallace, and Sip- ple took charge of the senior group. The short time allotted to practice, and the nearness of the first game on the scheduie proved too great a handicap. The Hawken team, on October 16th, lost to Shaker Heights second team, 12-0. Shaker obtained its points by means of two long runs from intercepted passes. The Mayfield second team came to Hawken for a football game on October 29th. The team was still unable to play together and gain ground consistently. However they kept fight- ing hard to hold back the Mayfield attack. This they did successfully in the first three quarters. In the last part of the fourth quarter Mayfield scored a touchdown. Immediately the Hawken second team was sent in. May- field scored a touchdown against this second team on the first play. All who had not played were then sent in as a third team. Mayfield also scored against this team just before the end of the game. The final score was: May- field 18, Hawken 0. Again on November 6th Dame Fortune failed to smile, as Hawken was unable to score against Western Reserve Academy at Hudson. Several times Hawken threatened, yet was unable to put the ball over. The team was un- fortunately without the services of two of its best men: Captain Calfee and Adrian Foose. The final score was 0-0. On November 12th, Cleveland Heights Lightweights came to Hawken. The Hawken players became dazed as Heights put over two touchdowns in quick succession. However they gathered themselves together to march down the field on brilliant plays by Wellman and Hukill. Craig took the ball over on a line plunge. Hawken was on its way to another touchdown when the first half ended. The second half was a stubborn fight on Hawken’s part to check the onslaught of the Heights team. However, Heights scored two touch- | The 1929 Football Season [ thirty-five ] downs in the last half, giving them 24 points to Hawken’s 6. The final outside game ended in a blaze of glory — somewhat of a compensation for the defeats earlier in the season. The Hawken team, fighting with surprising spirit, opened up huge gaps in the Western Reserve forward wall. The Hawken team marched down the field in the first quarter but was penalized fifteen yards on a fourth down. They lost the ball, being unable to gain sixteen yards on one play. In the second half they rushed Western Reserve back down the field and blocked a kick behind the goal line, thus ob- taining two points. Hawken immediately fought its way down the field for a touchdown. The try for the extra point failed, making the final score: Hawken 8, Western Reserve Academy 0. k On October 24th, the Reds and Grays met on the field for another football season. The Grays without the services of Wellman and with Crawford in a bad condition from a previous game, could not stop the powerful Red team. The final score was: Reds 19, Grays 0. The final game between the Reds and Grays took place on November 26th. Preparation for this game was very extensive on the part of Red and Grays. Each team worked in separate parts of the grounds unseen by the other. Mr. Sipple took charge of the Grays, while Mr. Wallace worked with the Reds. The Reds began the game in a very auspici- ous style. They scored a touchdown after less than five minutes of play. The rest of the game was a hard battle. The Grays seemed to put up a better struggle to gain the edge. Late in the last quarter their chance came. Only a few yards from the goal, with two more opportuni- ties, the Grays desperately fought to within one-half a yard of the goal. However, the Reds barely held the Grays, in a great display of strong defense. The Reds, rather than take a chance on a blocked kick, gave the Grays a safety on their first play. It was too late for any more action, the game ending with a score of 6-2 in favor of the Reds. | PE AG IE a i er —— ee TH Es READ ACN DG Rea yee Gea Senior Red Football Team Front row: Jonathan Ford, William Osborne, Francis Silver, John Calfee, Robert Coulton, John. Dan- forth, Hermon Peck. Back row: Calvin Judson, Benedict Schneider, Frederick Swetland, Henry Harvey, John Coulton, Emory Hukill, Charles Foote, Jonathan Collens, Albert Fonda. Senior Gray Football Team Front row: Albert Conkey, Charles Arter, Maurice Perkins, Armour Craig, David Clark, Willard Craw- ¥ ford, Frank Taplin. Back row: Tracy Osborn, Philip Frye, Banjamin Taplin, Dan Wellman, David Bole, John Cashman. [ thirty-six ] : Middler Football Sa Front row: Frank Write, Harold Cole, Malcolm Vilas, Gilbert Humphrey, Robert Bishop, Edward Lenihan, Dickey Dyer, Robert Schnittger. Second row: Mr. Adams, Malcolm McBride, David Swetland, Asa S' iverick, Edward Peck, James Lincoln, Robert Webster, Humphrey Nash, Mr. Roundy. Third row: Allan House, William Calfee, James Hoyt, Hubbard Little, Charles VanSickler, John Davenport. Fourth row: Claude Peck, Philip Morse, Kenneth Baker, Robert Morse, Henry Williams, Peter Hitch- cock, Gordon James. The Middlers The Middlers, under the excellent coaching of Mr. Adams and Mr. Roundy, enjoyed a successful season. They played five games with outside teams, winning two, tying two, and losing one. The first game they played was with Roose- velt Junior High on October 10th at Hawken. This game they won 2 to 0. The second game played against the same team at Roosevelt on October 31st, resulted in a 6 to 6 tie. On November 8th, Mayfield Junior High came to Hawken. This team was the only opponent of the Hawken Middlers to gain a decision over them. The game was very exciting inasmuch as the outcome was uncertain even up to the last. However the Mayfield team was a little too strong for the Hawken boys. The final score was: Mayfield 18, Hawken 6. On Novem- ber 13th, the Hawken Middlers journeyed to Hudson to play the Western Reserve Academy team. They won this game 7 to 0. The final outside game was played on November 20th, against Western Reserve Academy on the home field. Since the Hawken team did not seem to have the breaks that would give them some points, they were unable to win. How- ever, fighting to the end of the game, they battled to a scoreless tie. All of the boys on the team showed great ability to work together as a unit and put forth all their efforts toward playing the game as best they could. The Reds of the Middlers were just as suc- cessful as the Senior Reds in the Red and Gray series. The Reds were victorious in every one of the five games played against the Grays. The scores of these games were: Reds 25, Grays 0; Reds 32, Grays 6; Reds 13, Grays 6; Reds 7, Grays 0; Reds 18, Grays 6. k Those that received football letters were: Seniors J. CALFEE W. CrawForp F. SILVER J. CouLToNn W. OsBporNE H. Harvey A. CRAIG E. HuxiLy K. BAKER R. BisHop W. CALFEE C. ComLacorr P. HircuHcock JeHoyr G. HuMPHREY Middlers [ thirty-seven ] C. ARTER D. WELLMAN A. CoNKEY B. Tap iin A. Foost J. CoLLENs P. Morse Ci PEK: ES REcE D. SWETLAND H. WILLIAMS M. WILLIaMs TD HEs | R ED. AsNG De FG Reeve rani Senior Basketball Squad i Front row: Albert Conkey, Armour Craig, Frederick Swetland, Willard Crawford, Henry Harvey, David Bole, Hermon Peck. Second row: Harvey Brooks, John Danforth, Francis Silver, William Osborne, John Nash, Frank Taplin. } i | i | Middler Basketball Squad | First row: Kenneth Baker, John Wilson, Gilbert Humphrey, William Calfee, Claude Peck. Second row: James Lincoln, Robert Bishop, Edward Peck, Robert Webster, James Hoyt, Philip Morse, Charles Collacott. [ thirty-eight ] E The Seniors HE 1930 basketball season was not so suc- cessful as it was last year. This was due for the most part to the fact that the entire team of the 1929 season had either graduated or left the school. This left to Coach Wallace only new and inexperienced material, which did very well under his coaching, when one stops to consider the small amount of time that was given over to practice — only a little over an hour on three nights of the week. Before playing any outside games, the Hawken team played the faculty. This game, played on February 8th, was a very one-sided contest. The Faculty won by the overwhelming score of 47 to 17. On February 13th, the Western Reserve Academy Lightweights came to Hawken. Its lack of experience and a certain amount of stage-fright seemed to take all the ability away from the Hawken team, which suffered a defeat with a score of 37-19. Hawken returned to Western Reserve Acad- emy on February 27th. The big floor seemed to be too much of a handicap, and as a result the team received a more severe trouncing than before. Hawken made only seven points, while the Academy team rolled up forty-eight. The last game with an outside team was played at Hawken with Shaker Junior High. This team made a flying start and led at the half 20 to 10. However the Hawken team, for the first time really playing as they were ex- pected to do (and did in practice), outscored them in the second half, and threatened to take the lead if the game could have lasted five minutes longer. The final score was 29 to 23. The most exciting game — and the roughest of the year — was the Faculty-Varsity game. Showing a pronounced improvement, the Hawken team completely outclassed the Faculty in the first half of the game. The score was 18 to 10 at the half. Unfortunately the second team which began the second half, had to be rescued. However this did not happen until the lead gained in the first half was nearly wiped out. From then on, the teachers, inspired The 1930 Basketball Season [ thirty-nine ] by possible victory — and thinking probably of their college football days — began to mix their football with basketball. The referee, seemingly oblivious of this, received very sarcastic remarks from the seniors, and all but expelled one of them from the game. A lucky shot from the center of the floor gave the Faculty an advantage of one point — the first time they had been in the lead since the game began. Immediately after this, while one of the teachers was struggling for possession of the ball with one of the seniors, the whistle blew, signalling the end of the game. The varsity, on the short end of a 22-21 score, walked off the floor a very dejected and sor- rowful group. Letters were awarded to the following boys in senior basketball: D. BoLe W. CRAWFORD A. CoNKEY H. Harvey A. CRAIG A very interesting way of handling the Red and Gray series in basketball was used this year by Mr. Wallace. This consisted of divid- ing the season into two parts. The first part was so arranged that the Red and Gray squads of the seniors were divided up into two groups. Some of the good players were put on each of the two teams in each group. The second half of the season was played with one Red and Gray team which had most of the strong material, and another Red and Gray team composed of those remaining. The result of this series was very favorable for the Grays. They won every game of both teams in the first half of the season. In the second half, the first squad won every game they played with the Reds, while the second squad, playing only one game, lost to the Reds. This arrangement was very successful in that everyone played basketball. It was a wonderful opportunity for those boys who would not ordinarily have the opportunity of playing. i eee a TA Ey REND ANS 1 oR ee ete ke Lower Football Squad First row: D wight Morse. Second row: David Davennort, Cyrus Eaton, William Bishop, Winchell Keller, Channing Goff, Thomas Taplin, Jack Turner, Donald Gillies. Third row: Mr. Russell, Melville Ireland, Robert Wallace, Hal Wischmeyer, Douglas Craig, Scott Inkley, Arthur Bazeley, Willard Walker, Elton Hoyt, Mr. Smith. Fourth row: Theodore Peck, Frank House, Marshall Dyer, Sheldon Tolles, John Putnam, Dean Morse, Robert Crowell, Robert Turner. Fifth row: Roger Jones, Morley Hitc cock, Ernest Furrer, Granger Collens, David Nutt, Harvey Tanner, Roger Clapp, Livingston Ireland. Lower Basketball Squad First row: David Crawford, Wincell Keller, David Davenport, William Bishop, Thomas Taplin. Second row: Mr. Haydn, Harvey Tanner, Channing Goff, Hubert Merryweather, Cyrus Eaton, Robert Turner. [ forty ] ; The Middlers Middler basketball had a very interesting season, though the team did not win the majority of their games. It looks as though the boys in this group will provide a good Varsity team two years from now. Their first game was played with Western Reserve Academy on the same day that the Seniors had their first game with the Academy. The Middlers did not seem to play so smoothly as the Academy team, and as a result lost the game 22 to 9. On February 20th, the Hawken team lost to Roosevelt 12 to 8. This was a very exciting and close contest. Both teams fought hard for victory. Probably the most interesting game of the season on the Middler schedule was the return game with Western Reserve Academy on February 27th. This game was a continuous struggle which went into an overtime period as a result of a furious attack by the Hawken team during the last few minutes. A foul shot put Hawken in the lead soon after the overtime period began. They immediately began to freeze the ball, while the Academy team tried desperately to’get it away. Finally, with only a short time left they succeeded in obtaining the ball, and scoring a basket. This put the Academy team in the lead by a single point. However, they cinched the game by making another basket just before the whistle blew. The final score was: Western Reserve Academy 17, Hawken 13. On March 19th, the Middlers lost to Roose- velt 8 to 7 in a close game played on the Hawken floor. In this game the successful guarding of both teams was stronger than their scoring ability. The final game of the season was played on March 21st at Shaker. The Middlers ended the season in an auspicious style. They outplayed the Shaker team in every way to gain a 29 to 9 victory. This game showed their excellent ability to work together and keep a good de- fense while scoring many points. Those that received Middler basketball letters were: K. BAKER W. CALFEE G. HumPHREY = C. Peck J. WiLson The Middlers were divided up into two groups for their Red and Gray series. Each society had two teams. One of these was com- posed of the better players, while the other contained the rest of the boys of that group. The first squad games were won by the Reds, while the Grays were ahead in the other division. [ forty-one ] i? oe ReaD maeiN ei . . Wk ) ee Joe al ij? - : ch 4 Beeeg sever : 4% a SAWN Egan se, i =, A i GPR AS y it einen ih - E N ope Senior Baseball Squad Front row: Hermon Peck, William Bauman. Second row: Mr. Christian, John Calfee, George Bauman, Richard Inglis, William Nash, Albert Conkey, Mr. Horton. Third row: Willard Crawford, George Merryweather, William Osborne, Courtney Burton, Guthrie Bicknell, Harry Royal, Charles Arter. Fourth row: Frederick White, Adrian Foose, Emory Hukill, William Chamberlin, Calvin Judson, John Harshaw, Willard Brown. The 1929 Baseball Season Blas 1929 baseball season was probably the most successful one which Hawken has ever had. Unfortunately for next year’s team, it was the last season for the majority of the players. The Hawken team started off rather weakly by suffering their only defeat. The Shaker Heights Independents came to Hawken on April 26th. Hawken not seeming to hold a very tight defense nor to hit the ball safely at important times, lost the game 5 to 9. The team’s friendly rival— Western Re- serve Academy, next came to Hawken. This game on April 13th, began as if it were going to be a pitcher’s battle. However, the Hawken team suddenly began to hit, causing much alarm on the Academy team. Before the game was over, every player on the Hawken team had made at least one hit, while some made two and even three. The final score was: Hawken 16, Western Reserve Academy 2. On May 17th Oliver Hazard Perry High School sent its team to Hawken. Hawken was unable to make a single hit and the Perry team made only three. However there weie enough errors and bases on balls to give opportunities for each side to score runs. Hawken scored six while Oliver Hazard Perry scored only three. Four days later, on May 21st, Mayfield High Seconds and Hawken fought a closely con- tested game. Unfortunately, before the two teams could reach a decision, since the score was tied at 3-3, they had to discontinue play- ing. The final game with outside teams for the 1929 season was played on May 29th with Western Reserve Academy at Hudson. This return game was in most respects similar to the one played between the two teams earlier in the season. Western Reserve Academy be- gan to hit a little better but was unable to stop the batting power of the Hawken team. The final score of this game was: Hawken 16, Western Reserve Academy 4. [ forty-two ] fr The Reds have very little, if any, reason to look back on their 1929 baseball contests against the Grays with any degree of satisfac- tion. The first four games were not particularly interesting Rare they were very much one- sided. The scores of these games were: Grays 18, Reds 0; Grays 14, Reds 0; Grays 10, Reds 3; Grays 14, Reds 4. The final game was the most interesting of the season. In this game the Reds, having everything to gain and nothing to lose, put up a remarkable fight. The Reds were leading 4 to 3 when the Grays came to bat in the last inning. W. Nash reached first on a safe bunt, stole second and reached third on W. Bauman’s one-base hit. W. Bauman stole second while R. Inglis was waiting for Bicknell to pitch him one which he liked. The next pitch was the one which Inglis was waiting for. Inglis hit it solidly for a good three-base hit, Nash and Bauman scoring the tying and winning runs respectively. Letters were awarded to the following boys for Senior Baseball: G. Bauman, c W. Nasu, ?. J. CaLFeE, Jb. W. Bauman, 2b. Although they played no games with other schools, the Middler baseball team had an interesting and successful season. The Red and Gray games furnished the majority of the interest. The teams were fairly evenly matched and fought every battle to the end. The Reds however were the victors. They won four of the six games in the series, tied one, and lost one. Every game saw few runs scored, and usually one team was within one or two runs of the other. Surely it was a successful season — one with a lot of excitement. R. ING.Is, ss. A. ConkEY, 3b. G. BIcKNELL, cf. Track HE close competition between the Reds and the Grays made the 1929 Track season a very interesting one. Due to the forced absence of Mr. Wallace no meets were held with outside teams. All preparation was made with the Red and Gray meet on Commence- ment Day in view. Every boy in the school took part in the preliminaries which were run off on Friday, May 3lst. The winners in the various heats were chosen to take part in the Track Meet on Commencement Day. After the exercises in the chapel on June 14th, Commencement Day, the Meet was started. The Reds, former champions, were fairly confident of victory. However the Grays Tennis LTHOUGH no tennis tournament was played in 1929, the two tennis courts were used almost constantly. There was a Tennis Squad which played every afternoon during the period set aside for athletics, and the courts were used on Saturdays as well as the entire summer by those who wished to play. had no thought of giving up merely because they were considered beaten. On the contrary, they put every bit of spirit into each event. They were well repaid, even though they did not win the Meet. The Reds’ 91 points topped their total by only one point. The Cross-Country Race, run over a three- mile course, was won for the second successive time by Calvin Judson. Francis Silver came in second, and Jonathan Ford, third. Although only two of the 1929 letter-men, Calvin Judson and Willard Crawford, will be at Hawken this year, a more extensive program in track is being looked forward to for 1930; and it is expected that there will be another close year. Hockey HE tennis courts served a double purpose, in that they were flooded for skating during the winter. On almost every good winter after- noon, one could play hockey. There were no scheduled games, due to the irregularity of the winter season. Much more interest in Hockey was shown this year than ever before, and a Red and Gray series was considered. Another year may bring Red and Gray games which will prove very interesting. [ forty-three ] ASN DEM RAY. OB OO AK ED Ags BAS. a [ forty-four } yt M ) J GO! EXCLAIMED SIR HUBERT = AN «DoS GRASSY. We DK THE =RED a a tte [ forty-six ] The Players’ Club HE Hawken School Players’ Club this year took an important part in the activi- ties of the School. Immediately following Christmas vacation preparations were started for the presentation of a one-ac t play, “The Blood of Kings.’? This was given before the entire School on February 14th. Another one- act play, ‘““The Game of Chess” by Kenneth Sawyer Goodman, was presented on February 21st. Reviews of these two plays will be found in another part of the book. “The Nervous Wreck,” by Owen Davis, was chosen by the Players’ Club to be presented on the evening preceding the Easter vacation. A large amount of time was spent in preparation for the play, and on the afternoon of March 27th it was given before the members of the Lower School. They seemed to be very much pleased with the wholesale breakage of dishes which occurred during the action of the play and left the auditorium fully satisfied with the comedy. The play was presented before an audience of over two hundred parents and friends of the School on the evening of March 28th. John Calfee played admirably the part of Henry Williams, a sick man who comes to the West in his old flivver in order to regain his health. Sally Morgan, the daughter of the rancher with whom Henry has been living, played charmingly by Louis Affelder, persuades him to help her escape marriage with the sheriff, Bob Wells; the sheriff’s part was played in a very realistic manner by Bill Crawford. After holding up the car of the millionaire ranch owner, Charles Underwood, played by Armour Craig, who is accompanied by his daughter Harriet (James Hoyt), and his son, Chester (Adrian Foose) for the purpose of securing a few gallons of gasoline, they arrive at his ranch house. They are there detained as cook and dish-washer by the foreman, Andy Nabb, played by Francis Silver. After being involved in a number of laugh- provoking situations, Henry finally proves to himself that he is really a normal, healthy human being instead of the nervous wreck which he had considered himself to be. As the play ends Henry takes Sally, who has accompanied him through all his trials, as his wife; and they start homeward in the old Ford. Other characters in the play were Jud Morgan, Sally’s father, played by Henry Harvey; Mort and Dan, cowboys, played by Fred Swetland and David Clark; and Mr. Underwood’s chauffeur, Tim, played by Her- man Peck. Benedict Schneider, the stage manager, was assisted by Maurice Perkins, John Danforth, Charles Arter, Robert Coul- ton and Franklyn Judson. John Coulton took charge of the properties, and Emory Hukill was the printer of the programs. Following the performance on the afternoon of March 27th, the Players’ Club held a banquet at which Adrian Foose was chosen as President, John Danforth Stage Manager, and Fred Swetland Secretary-Treasurer for the coming year. MEMBERS OF THE PLAYERS’ CLUB BENEDICT SCHNEIDER, President Joun CALrEE, Secretary-Treasurer Lewis AFFELDER CHARLES ARTER Davip CLARK JoHN CouLTon ARMOUR CRaIG WILLARD CRAWFORD JoHN DaANForRTH ADRIAN Foose Henry Harvey James Hoyt Emory HukKILL Hermon B. Peck Maurice PERKINS FRANCIS SILVER FREDERICK SWETLAND BENJAMIN TAPLIN [ forty-seven ] T HE tR ED: ALND eG Ray a Oe eee eeeeee aT eee ee The Glee Club ( forty-eight } The Orchestra and Glee Club ESPITE the loss of several of the old members, an orchestra of twelve pieces was assembled this year; the new members were Cyrus Eaton, Harold Cole, and Robert Schnittger. Mr. Robert Brewer directed both the Orchestra and Glee Club this year, as he has in the past. Albert Conkey was the pianist for both clubs, as he was last year. Two or three concerts were given by the Orchestra as well as music for such occasions as the Christmas celebration. The Glee Club had its share of programs also. Because of the numerous activities up to the Christmas vacation, no rehearsals of the Glee Club were held. The membership was so low that it was even considered to drop the Club entirely. However, in the tryouts, many were chosen from the applicants for new members. The Glee Club was then placed on Members of the Orchestra: BENJAMIN [APLIN, President, (Saxo- phone) AprIAN Foose, Secretary-Treasurer (Violin) Armour Crate, Librarian (Banjo) Ropert BisHop (Flute) FRANKLIN BowLer (Drums) Joun Care (Violin) WIciiaM CaLrfeeE (Violin) Haro_tp Cote (Saxophone) ALBERT ConkEY (Piano) Joun Nasu (Violin) ROBERT SCHNITTGER (Clarinet) FRANK TaPLin (Violin) the same scale as the Orchestra, and no thought was given to its abandonment. This year, part singing was developed 1 in the Glee Club; the major subject was “The Sol- diers’ Chorus,” in three parts. Both Orchestra and Glee Club rehearsals were held in the last period of the afternoon, the Orchestra on Tuesday and the Glee Club on Wednesday. Both Clubs functioned in ac- cordance with their respective charters. Glee Club and Orchestra entertainments were to be given during play intermissions also; but it was found that in nearly every play, several members of each club were in- cluded in the cast. This fact prevented any such recitals. Albert Conkey, however, general- ly entertained on these occasions with musical selections which he played on the piano. Other soloists also play ed, and on the night of “The Nervous Wreck,” there was a musical program of solos and duets. Members of the Glee Club: ADRIAN Foose, President ARMOUR CRaIG, Secretary-Treasurer Davip Bo eg, Librarian CHARLES ARTER ALBERT CONKEY WILLARD CRAWFORD CHARLES FOOTE JONATHAN Forp PHILIP FRYE SHELDON GRUBB FRANKLYN JUDSON Emory HUuKILL BENTON MELLINGER Joun Nasu WILLIAM OsBORNE Hermon PEckK BENEDICT SCHNEIDER FRANCIS SILVER FRANK TAPLIN [ forty-nine ] v } } jaa) , — — fa o las = a 7 De =x a je) [a4 ep a REL Pattern of Life By FrepEeRIcK L. SWETLAND, JR. H elbowed his way through the merry crowd of shoppers, hurrying to buy be- lated presents on Christmas Eve. The glittering shop windows, festooned with decorations, beamed a jovial welcome to the passers-by. Christmas, with its attendant good will, hung in the air. One could sense it in the crowd, could fairly put a finger on it. Yet he ploughed on alone, amid the slush and cheeriness, alone among thousands. Bitter thoughts and memories rose rampant in his mind. Fifteen years before, the multitude had cheered him, applauded him and paid him homage. Now hardly a one vouchsafed him a passing glance, unless one of pity. Dammit! He didn’t want their pity, their half-formed offers of help. He could take care of himself. Hadn’t he in the past? Fifteen years ago he had brought them to their feet by his batting, day after day. Who remembered Dan Brody now? Nobody, except a few dyed-in-the-wool fans who followed the game continually, regarding it as a sort of religion, and who knew him only through his fence-breaking batting. Lurching down the street, his mind busy with memories, he felt the chill wind bite into him. He turned up the collar of his coat, but to no avail. He had better get a drink, and a warm place to sit if even for only a few mo- ments. A new thought struck him. What else but drink and his own shiftlessness had caused his downfall? Damn drink for a luring, fickle mistress, anyhow! What had it ever done ex- cept lead him down into the depths where he had drained the dregs of self-hatred and self- disgust? He halted abruptly and_ placed eh back against a brightly illuminated store-window to fight it out. It was a struggle between a decent life and a deserted and miserable death. When he had played good baseball no one cared whether he took an occasional drink; but things were different after the broken ankle which allowed him to enter the game only as a pinch-hitter. No one cared whether he drank then, even though his job depended on a sure eye and a steady hand. Drink does not make for these, and at length he lost that job. Finally even the positions of coaching in the colleges were closed to him because of his repu- tation as an unreliable and confirmed toper. He reviewed the facts dispassionately. He remembered being reduced to a trainer in a gymnasium, on the downward grade. From then on he did not care to remember. God, no! He knew why he had followed that path; and, knowing, he straightened his shoulders. and lifted his head. He would be a man again. After a few determined steps from the lighted window his pace slowed and became ir- resolute. To whom could he give Christmas presents’ Had he anyone to love him? He looked out into the joyous, milling crowd and received his answer in their pitying glances. No one. His shoulders again slumped and his head lowered. Hell! Who cared what happened to him, anyway? He turned toward a little place he knew. ok ok He awoke the next morning in a barren cell. Swinging his feet uncertainly over the edge of the cot which, with a badly scarred table, formed the sole furnishings of the room, he sat up. He shook his head to clear it, and yawned. Gradually the full significance of his presence in jail came to him. He groaned aloud and buried his face in his hands. In jail on Christ- mas day! After a while he became resigned and, calling for water, washed his face and hands in a basin brought by a guard. Questioning the jailer he found that he had been picked up in the street, half-frozen and dead drunk. Since there was no court held on Christmas day he had to spend it in jail. He lay down on his cot with his thoughts. At noon his Christmas dinner was brought to him. Roast chicken, as a special treat, with the usual vegetables and a bit of plum pudding for dessert. Looking at the food his thoughts went back to his boyhood Christmas dinners: his father, clashing the knife upon the steel, about to carve the steaming bird with its delicious odor; his mother, beaming and rosy from cook- ing, bringing in plate after plate of steaming food. Then he looked at his small allowance of food as a prisoner. He shrugged, and began to eat. [ fifty-two | 2 ee The rest of the day was spent lying on the cot, thinking. He could not continue this life. He was not so old, only fifty or thereabouts. He-could find work of one sort or another and would be able to save a little money. He would have to stop drinking. Then his thoughts veered into another channel. Well, suppose he did save money and stop drinking. Nobody cared. Then the vision of his former Christmas dinners came to him, contrasted with this scanty fare. It gave him the strength to make up his mind. The next day the court opened early. The judge, rather benign after Christmas, meted out punishment less impartial and more humane than usual. A holiday atmosphere still clung to people. Instead of sleet there was sun- shine; instead of despair, hope. “Dan Brody!” called the clerk, and the prisoner stepped forward. Although he had tried to make himself look decent an unmistakable air of shabbiness and hard luck surrounded him. The judge ques- tioned him. Had he ever been in jail before? “No, your honor.”’ “Ever been drunk before?” “Yes, your honor.” The judge grunted, and hesitated a moment. “No money, I suppose! “No, your honor.’ Another moment of hesitation before passing sentence. At that moment one of the other ‘“‘drunks’’ whispered to a court attache, who in turn whispered to the judge. The judge surveyed him again, this time with heightened interest, noting the haggard, lined face, and weary, pleasant brown eyes. He saw the broad, bowed shoulders, and the pitiful attempt at cleanli- ness. “Aren’t you the great Dan Brody, captain of the Boston Braves in 1910?” asked the judge. Brody was reluctant, but the story came out. He said that, always having been a drinking man, the habit had grown on him increasingly after he had been forced out of baseball, until he was unable to keep any job. Now he had no work, no family, and very few friends. Drink had been a false solution to the problem.- The judge, partly because of the season, and partly because of pity for the man who had once been great, but was now a ghost of long- departed days, pronounced a sentence of ‘‘not guilty,’ and ordered a collection taken up. The hat was passed around, several dollars were collected from a few compassionate spectators and newspaper-men, and the great Dan Brody, a former baseball idol, but now a bum, passed out of the door, his mind a seething cauldron of conflicting emotions. Uppermost was deep, burning shame at be- ing so forced to make public a past which he had thought long dead and safely buried; shame at revealing himself in his weakness before fellow-men; shame that drove and tor- tured him into humiliating self-acknowledge- ment. He was a bum, a loafer, a drunk. He had to face facts, and get down to business. He had to find a job, get money in his pockets, new clothes on his back, and finally, retrieve his lost self-respect. With perseverance he might. Endless, dreary days followed. Intermittent exultation and depression creased yet more deeply the furrowed brow, and made yet more weary the tired, disillusioned eyes. Small jobs now and then brought hope to him, only to see it fade. What had this world to offer? What was the use of living? Thoughts flickered and flamed in his mind as he trudged hopelessly in search of work which proved as elusive as the will-o’-the- “wisp. Some employers turned him off with a ““Come back in a few days;” others merely told him that they needed no one, that, to be truthful, they were laying men off; still others gave him odd jobs for a day or two Enough to keep a bit of silver in his pockets, and a faint glimmer of hope in his soul. Often he fell in with others, in as bad or worse condition than he, men with bleak, hunger-pinched faces, and red-rimmed, mad- dened eyes, tramping the streets as he was, hunting for work as he was, but with families to support. He avoided them as much as pos- sible. In such a state a man was half-mad, and might say things that he would in saner moments regret. There came a time when work could not be found. Men no longer wanted a former base- ball player with a limp. They wanted people who could run a machine, or keep books. Even the janitors seemed to be specialists. Be- sides, who would hire a man in the middle of a hard winter, with business in a slump? Then his old enemy began to gain on him, [ fifty-three ] His hair turned gray and his figure became gaunt. Drink drove him like a fiend, nagged at his ear, coaxed him when cold, cajoled him when discouraged, and nearly tempted him beyond human endurance. He, too, had a bleak face and red-rimmed eyes, and was half-mad, not through hunger, but through the persistent pursuing of drink. Yet he clung to his resolve as to a life-preserver. It was a life-preserver to his self-respect. The money he possessed dwindled down to the vanishing point; and one blustery night, when the driving wind and sleet cut to the bone, the uselessness of it all struck him. Why fight for a mere life? It was like trying to shield a lighted candle from a raging wind. Sooner or later it would be blown out, leaving nothing but the waxy food of a former flame. Who would care? He stared down a black well into the bottomless nothingness of eternity. He went to a little place he knew, and pushed upon the door. a The Coward By ARMOUR CRAIG IM DAVIDSON was in the dumps. He sat alone, face buried in hands, in the deserted reading room of his favorite club. From time to time he would lift his head, exposing a hand- some face marred by haggard eyes and droop- ing, careworn lines. At these times he would be seen to mumble inarticulately and runnervous fingers through his hair. He was worried. She had told him to go. She did not want him. She, whom he had endowed with all his earthly goods and love — she had told him to go away. She did not want him near her. And all because of his refusing a perfectly normal request, because he did not want Bill Parkins in his house. Well, he had won her, he had beaten Bill. Why shouldn’t he want her to him- self? Bill could come to see them. He didn’t have to live with them though, even if it was only for a few days. And now she didn’t want him. She had told him to go away. With a deep sigh that was half a moan, he changed his position, picked up a magazine, and tried to divert his mind by reading. He nervously thumbed through the pages and then suddenly slammed the book on the table. He got up and tried pacing the floor. After two or three turns about he gave that up too, and sat down again to renew his stupid pondering. He sat thus, absorbed in his thoughts, when he was suddenly aware of a bell-boy at his side. “Telegram, sir,” said the boy, holding out an envelope on a tray. He took it and absently opened it, his mind busied with his thoughts. He read it. As he read, his expression was seen to change from a deep, sulky scowl into a wide grin, finally end- ing with a throaty, joyful laugh. He finished reading it, tossed it high in the air and ran up to his room. There he packed his bag in a great hurry, throwing in his clothes helter-skelter in his confusion. Singing merrily he ran down the hall to the desk. ““Here’s my key,” charge, ‘I’m leaving.” With no further explanation he turned and ran out of the club to the garage, where, after two very, very long minutes of waiting, his car was brought out for him.. He heaved his bag in, followed it nearly as fast, and was off in a burst of speed, leaving a very dumfounded garage man behind him. He tore through side streets, crashed red lights, cut in on passing cars, and violated every known speed law in the next five minutes, leaving a cloud of dust, cursing cabmen and surprised policemen in his wake. She wanted him back! She had said that all was forgiven. He could go home to “Pat,” his own Patricia! And she had a surprise for him. Boy, it. was great to be alive! She wanted him back! In his joy and confusion he did not see a cab which came roaring out of a tiny sidestreet, turning up in his direction. Suddenly aware of his danger he jammed on his brakes and turned over to the curb to avoid a collision and just in the nick of time. Thoroughly angy he looked up at the fleeing cab, cursing silently. In the back seat he saw two figures, one of which seemed familiar. he cried to the man in [ fifty-four } é Curious, he speeded up to get a better view. Up close, he looked in. Looked again. He crouched forward, incredulous, blinking his eyes at the sight before him: It was, but no — it couldn’t . . . yes! It was she! There was Patricia riding in a cab with a strange man, luggage piled high on the roof. His arm was around her and her head was on his shoulder. She was laughing and talking . The road seemed to tilt crazily. Senses reel- ing, he slumped over the wheel. The car danger- ously swerved, but he came to just in time to right it. He looked ahead once more to see “Pat” whisked around a corner and out of sight — out of his life forever. A cold sweat broke out over his body. Like a man in a daze he drove the remaining few miles to home, looking not to left or right, but with a blank, straight stare ahead. He heard none of the auto horns, the shouts of people — none of the sounds of the outside world. He was as a frozen chunk of ice. Leaving his car standing at the curb before his house with its motor running and lights blazing, he mechanically walked to the door, produced his key, and opened the door. He went straight to his library and sat down at his desk, exhausted and shivering. So this was her surprise. An empty house. No Patricia. Gone away. Gone with another man. Gone. He opened one of the little desk drawers, took out an old service pistol, and laid it before him on the table. He sat silently a moment or two more and, with a sob-like moan raised the gun to his temple. It was a fine old pistol, a forty-eight caliber, equipped with a Maxim silencer. Funny. Never thought he’d use it this way . . He pulled the trigger. kook Ok A taxi drove up behind Jim’s car and stopped. A man and lady alighted. The lady was speaking to the man. “Oh dear, he’s here before us. And I did want to surprise him, Jack. See, there’s his ears? “Well,” answered the man, “‘let’s hurry with the bags and give him a little surprise any- how.’ They went up the walk, followed by the chauffeur with the bags. “It’s too bad we had to go back for that suit-case though; it would have been nice to surprise him, poor dear. We've had a spat, you know,” said the lady. “Really!” said the man. “Well, I hope everything is all right now.”’ “Tt is. Here, Vl call Jim — he’s probably upstairs reading. Jim! Oh Jim! Here’s brother Jack come to visit us! Jim! Oh Jim! Come down here at once. Jimmie!” Road to Hebben By Freperick L. Oh de road to Hebben, oh de road to Hebben! To trabble dat road and to drop mah load; I’se bound to go, oh I’se bound to go! So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. Oh, I’se done mah work, oh I’se done mah work, And so I’se froo; wid a “Gawd Ee you.” l’se gwine to Hebben, oh I’se gwine to Hebben! So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. Oh de Lawd he called, and de Lawd he called, An’ I riz fum bed and den I said, “Wait a secon’, oh Lawd, wait a secon’, oh Lawd,” So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. SWETLAND, JR. Oh, I went wid de Lawd, oh I went wid de Lawd To de pearly gates whut de sinner hates. We clumb by de stahs, oh we clumb by de stahs! So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. Oh, Peter was dere, oh Peter was dere And us he saw, foh de word was law: To open up de gates, oh to open up de gates. So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. Oh, de road to Hebben, oh de road to Hebben I’se trabbled dat road an’ I’se drapped mah load, An’ I’se seen mah Lawd, oh, I’se seen mah Lawd, So sing low, oh niggers, sing low. [ fifty-five ] Toby By Aprian Foose OBY couldn’t understand it. Toby couldn’t understand it at all. Why detec- tives were so utterly careless was beyond him. Here they had him in a court room merely because some detective took it upon himself to be officious. i he only bad thing that Toby had done was “borrow” Old Man Springade’s Ford. But s had returned it, hadn’t he? Perhaps the radiator had been dented a little, but he had returned it. The only reason why the radiator was dented was because he had run into some- thing. Toby thought it was a man; so he hastened to depart from that terrible neighbor- hood in West Sixth, where only one street light burned and where ominous shadows lurked in each dark alley. The Ford made a great deal of noise, which disturbed Toby. However, he got safely out of the territory, but he had to stop for a stop-light. Here a cop made a motion toward him. In his troubled mind Toby thought the cop was coming to arrest him; so he pushed his Ford through the light. This must have aroused the cop for he pursued Toby, and took him to court on an ordinary traffic charge. Here Toby’s car was examined. Toby was greatly thankful that it had not been reported stolen, as yet. He paid his fine and left, very much relieved. te returned the car and went his way. Now these silly detectives had gotten him, and were charging him with manslaughter. Just before all this excitement Toby had been having a most wonderful time in Joe’s Place, where ice cream sodas are not the only thing on the menu. He still appeared considerably affected by his celebration when: brought into the court room, for he could hardly stand up. Thanks to the court authorities, however, he was sitting down. Toby was trying to find out why the judge was looking at him with such-a sober expres- sion, and why his questioners talked to him with such gentleness. Perhaps they thought he was drunk. That was it! He jumped up in order to proclaim his soberness, but found that his legs would not support him. The court session had not yet begun, but still they fired questions at him as in a regular session, faster than Toby was able to answer them. “What is your name?” = Loy. “Toby what?” “Just Toby.” “Hmm, just Toby. And your age?” SHUst Toby.” “Your age, not your name.’ was Deco irritated. “Oh!” replied Toby, “I don’t know that.” Here Toby tried to reach a newspaper which was on a nearby chair, but fell from his own chair as a result. However, he got up, obtained his paper, and regained his chair. He casually read his paper while he was being questioned, not paying the least attention to the questions. “Didja see where Dempsey was licked?” he asked. It was clearly evident that he was not read- ing the paper at all, but merely saying any- thing that came into his mind. Titters could be heard from among those who had come to hear the triais, and even the questioner smiled, They realized that Toby was in no condition to appear before a regular court session, but they thought perhaps they could “pump” him while he was still drunk; but Toby thought differently. The court session opened and Toby was removed to his cell. Very unconcerned, Toby removed his shoes and prepared to retire. Very little attention was paid to Toby, for drunkards get little attention. This did not seem to bother Toby in the least. He only asked for one thing, and that was a news- paper. He stretched out on his bunk and read the events of the day, sometimes to himself and sometimes aloud. Twice he was told to keep quiet, but since he insisted on educating his fellow prisoners his paper was taken from him. Toward midnight Toby awoke. Just outside his window he made out the forms of two men in an automobile. From his shoe Toby ex- tracted the blade of a hack-saw and com- menced sawing away, using his hands for a bracket. This did not make nearly so much noise as a steel bracket. For two hours he ’ The questioner [ fifty-six ] kept at it and finally he grasped the two bars he had sawed and with a mighty shove pushed them outward just enough to permit his slim body to pass through. In the meantime the two men in the auto- mobile had withdrawn to a corner not far away to avoid observation. As soon as the bars were opened they appeared as if by magic with a ladder. Placing the ladder they quickly with- drew into the deeper shadows. Toby let him- self down the under side of the ladder unob- served, and joined the other two Without a word the trio removed the ladder and made for the car. They were soon out of sight of the prison and speeding toward another city. For a while each man, intent upon his job, said not a word. Lights passed by, cars, towns, signs, were left far in the rear. Then above ‘he roar of the fleeing automobile the driver spoke, glancing hastily toward Toby. “Pretty good, Toby. You got Mike pretty.” “Yeah,” from Toby, “and the drunk line worked most magnificently. And, what's more, they don’t even know I’ve left ’em yet. We ought to pull good money for that job. That Mike guy, he was bad.’ . er The Posthumous Paper of Harold N. Baker By Cuartes Dickty Dyer N the third of June, 1990, some few days after the decease of Harold N. Baker, D.Sc., Ph.D., whom I had known for some sixty years—in fact our acquaintance dated back to the fourth grade in Hawken School, Cleveland—it was somewhat of a surprise to learn that the steel trunk containing docu- ments dealing with his scientific investigations had been willed to me. It had been public opinion that his great wealth had come from the estates of his second and third wives, both of whom. had been taken from him when they were, or appeared to be, in the best of health. Most naturally rumors were current. Fortunately Mr. Baker was absent from home on each oc- casion. It was therefore with great pleasure that I started to study his manuscripts and documents. My loyalty to him had been quite steadfast. I honestly believed that these rumors had no foundation whatever. This loyalty may have been the reason for his willing his papers to me. In all his life he had been too proud to lower himself to defend his good name against such accusations, false though he knew them to be. However the thought of a smirch on the reputa- tion of the father of his fourteen children may have been the cause of his death. He wished his name cleared. At no time in my life had I been so busy. I was working on a treatise dealing with the effect of the newly discovered people of Mars on our civilization. Could they be assimi- lated? The thought of these eight-foot blondes, with no fighting instinct, mating with our highly volatile people of normal size, had my brain in a whirl. Should I desert the treatise to which I had dedicated my life for the sake of friendship? There was no one to whom I could turn for advice in my predicament. I fought it out with myself all night. Personal ambition was sidetracked. The recollection of a friendship in youth and of a man misunderstood by the public forced me to cast my lot with him. Having made this decision my course was clear. I secluded myself for three days with the documents. When I appeared, the look on my face was such that my youngest grand- daughter, ag ed seventeen, ran for the doctor. Little wonder! My friend’s reputation was cleared, but I was still at sea. Did I have the answer or didn’t I? When I think back I can understand the look on the faces of my beloved family. Should I go on? I felt like a rank deserter. My treatise on Mars was expected by my anxious public. Telegrams by the score ar- rived daily. Editors of scientific publica- tions phoned my house incessantly. I sat down to think it over. A mist came over my eyes. The thought of my former friendship for [fifty-seven ] Harold won out. My course was again clearly defined. I returned to my study. Again I examined the steel trunk. Something was missing. I had everything but the answer. The papers revealed this much: my learned friend had extracted gold from the ocean. His method made it a paying proposition. For every dollar spent in extracting it his reward had been fourteen dollars and eighty-three cents. I understood when and where he did it, but how he did it puzzled me. His papers showed that the time had been when the moon totally eclipsed the sun. The place had been a rocky island in Japan, subject to volcanic eruptions. Research had shown him that the turbulent condition of the sea caused gold to rise to the surface and rush toward the point where molten lava was attempting to break through the earth’s crust. Mr. Baker had spent a fortune erecting a concrete wall to hold the gold as the sea carried it ashore. The day came. The sea rushed over his concrete wall, built far inland. This continued for hours. Eventually the water drained away leaving behind it a mix- ture of gold and sand. How did he separate them? Mr. Baker’s papers did not give the method. I sat back, exhausted. I had finished the last of his papers and still I did not know the secret. I was at the point of giving up the research. Indecision ruled me. Was it fair for Harold to wil: me this obligation? I sat down to con- template. Suddenly this thought occurred to me. Would Harold wish this on me unless he knew that I would find the answer? No! I returned to the task with renewed vigor. I made up my mind that I would win. Again I examined the steel trunk. Suddenly I discovered a secret drawer. Upon breaking it open I found that it contained but a single letter. It was addressed to me. Hastily I opened it. This is what it said: Dear Simeon: You trusted me to the end. You did not believe those horrible things said about me. | was too proud and too stubborn to defend myself. By this time you know the secret of my wealth. My study ‘of astronomy which, as you know, I started in the sixth grade at Hawken School, is responsible for it. What I learned of the solar system, its action on the tides and its disturbance of metals suspended in sea-water, gave me the idea. | spent the savings of a life-time building the concrete dam in Japan. The yield of gold was so great that I die the world’s richest man. The secret of the method that I used to extract the gold from the sand I shall not reveal. It remains a secret. It dies with me. You will want the reason. Were it known how to do this, gold would become as common as sand. It would ruin the foundation of society. Therefore I shall not tell. | know that you will think that my reasons are not of a selfish character. . (Signed) Harorp. My investigation was complete. As I sat back and reflected upon what had happened this thought suddenly occurred to me. I shall leave it to you without fear that you will under- stand it. What would he have accomplished had he employed a good press agent? — To Spring By Hermon B. Peck Season of warmth and early flowers, Close bosom friend of the refreshing rain; Conspiring with him how to encourage The buds and plants that in the garden grow; To bend with blossoms the early daffodils, And tulips fill with fragrance to the brim; To swell the heart and cheer the happy soul With a strong love; and to set budding more And still more, many flowers for the bees, So they can fill their hives with honey sweet. The Call of the Sea The roar of the surf, The flash of the foam, Is a thing I'll remember Wherever I roam. I hear someone calling Ever calling to me — I hearken, I hearken, Tis the sound of the sea. By Humphrey L. Nash, Jr. [ fifty-eight } 2 Early Days on the Mississippi By Livincston IRELAND, Fifth Grade AD SHANKS was a boy of thirteen years. His real name was Thaddeus Hopkins. Tad had just gotten a letter from his father. The letter said: . “Dear Thaddeus: “T am going abroad and I want you for ‘ company.” Tad replied: “T will come right down the Ohio River into the Mississippi and down to New Orleans, and there I will meet you. The ‘Ohio Belle’ 1 leaving tomorrow. I| will leave boarding school this afternoon and take the stage coach to Wheeling.” All the other boys at boarding school watched Tad with great interest. In another hour Tad was riding along in a stage coach beside the jolly driver. There were four horses pulling the stage coach, so they reached Wheel- ing at nightfall. Tad got a cot in an inn to sleep the night. It cost him two dollars. He said, ““That is high, but I will pay it.’’ When he went to bed he put his satchel under the bed and put his purse and his watch under his pillow. Then he went to sleep. In the morning he woke up and the sun was streaming in the window. He remembered that the “Ohio Belle” left at eight o’clock. He felt for his watch—to his relief it was only seven o'clock. He got up and dressed, put his purse in his pocket, and, picking up his satchel, went outdoors. He had some breakfast, then went aboard the “Ohio Belle.” She started off with a grand whistle into the Ohio River, Tad stayed on deck about all the time. One day it started raining. He went into his little stateroom. Then he went into the gamb- ling room and saw the Wheeling gambler. That night he went to bed, locked his door, and opened his window a little. Then he went to sleep. Later he woke up and saw a man crawling in the window. For about five min- utes he did not dare breathe. Then he saw the dull green ring. Who was it? Oh, yes, it was the gambler from Wheeling. The man took Tad and threw him in the river. lad was a good swimmer. When he had recovered his senses, he looked for the “Ohio Belle,’ but it was of no use. She had gone. Then he began to swim. At last he jumped on shore and began to run. Then he saw a Mis- sissippi flatboat. He went in the cabin and got in between the provisions and went to sleep. In the morning he woke up feeling very stiff. He went outside to find the flatboat going down the river. On it there were two men. The name of one was Abe, of the other Allen. Abe was the first to speak. “Who are you?” he asked. Then Tad told his name and his story. Abe said, ‘Well! Well! You were certainly brave when you ran and swam in your night- shirt. Well, I will get you some clothes.” He went into the cabin and brought out some clothes. Then they went on down the Ohio River. One day they met a trader. He sold Abe some clothes for Tad. Then they floated on down the river. The next day they met a hunter. He was just about to kill a baby bear cub. Abe yelled, minute.” He steered close to. the shore where he landed. Then he said, “‘I will fight you for that bear.” The other man said, “O. K.” So they took off their clothes, all but their pantaloons. Then they started to fight. Abe won by far. and took the bear. They named the bear ‘‘Poke.’’ The next day they came to the Mississipp1. Allen said one day, “I will put “Poke” overboard because we have no food for him.’ Abe said, “‘I will give him my food, for I did not fight just for the fun of it.” The next night Allen went ashore. Abe went after him. Tad stayed to watch. Abe brought him back drunk. The next day Allen and Tad went ashore at another place, [ad was looking at a sign: “250.000 REWARD For THE PERSON THAT Finps THAppEuUS Hopkins His Deap Bopy or His Live Bopy”’ Tad called for Allen to look, but he had gone “Don’t kill that bear! Wait a [ fifty-nine ] into a saloon. He went in one; there was no one in the first room. He went in the next. There was the gambler from Wheeling. Tad was captured and taken away by him. In about two weeks he escaped and went back to the boat. The next night the gambler came on the flatboat. Abe fought him and beat him up. The next day they arrived at New Orleans. Poke held up his paw. Then Abe looked at it. It was cut from last night. Tad went to his father’s office. He was not there, but at last Tad found him. Abe had sold the flatboat and their stores. The “Ohio Belle” was just going. Allen and Abe were on board when Tad called out: “What is your last name?” Abe yelled back, “Lincoln!” —e A Narrow Escape By Ernest Furrer, Fifth Grade HEN Tom Taplin and I graduated from college we wanted something to do. The first thing on the program was for Tom to buy a new Chrysler and then smash up a fender. Of course he said, “I don’t care,” and bought a new fender. Some time later we took a trip to New York. At the New York and Paris Freight Company ‘Tom and I found jobs, but oh! what hot ones— shoveling coal. We didn’t last very long, but got new jobs sailing a boat called ‘The Bullet.” One day Tom brought an old friend of ours, Amie Bishop, on board; and we set out on a long trip. On Thursday morning, May 25, we passed through the Panama Canal. It was the first time for me. Four days later we saw a dark smoke-ladder, which meant a tornado; and that meant death for everyone. To make matters worse, 1¢ began to rain as the tornado hit us. The ship was lifted completely out of the water and was let down with such a smack that Tom and Amie and I were left floating on a piece of wood about five feet square. In the morning the sea was calm again but our dear little raft was nearly four feet under water. We saw a shark coming toward us. It pulled Amie right off the raft. We had a great struggle then, but we finally won; that is, we got our scared little Amie back. We didn’t kill the shark. Three days passed, and then, at last, we saw a sailing ship coming in our direction. Luckily it saw us. It surely was a relief to stand on shipboard again, for we had had water up to our necks the past two days. I still remember that awful sea-smell, and how we had to drink salt water. Tom and Amie and I are still good old pals, though. But I nearly forgot to tell you that Tom’s wonderful car is in the automobile hospital again. Yesterday, Tom, Amie and I were making up funny names for ourselves. Amie’s was “Mother’s He-man;”’ Tom’s, “Curly Top,” and mine ‘“‘Adenoid Mike.” What under the light in the shining heavens is that thing coming towards me? Ow! what is this—heaven? I’m gazing at stars! “Gosh! Please don’t hit me with that book, teacher!” —a ° Camping We went a-swimming in the morning; The tide was running high, And the sun was just a-peeping Out of the bright blue sky. The canoe was red and yellow, And it was glist’ning bright. The sun it seemed to hallow The trees in strangest light. Around the bend the waterfalls Were tumbling into space; Above the lake we heard the calls Of loon and goose in chase. —Cyrus Eaton, Sixth Grade. The Fairies’ Playground Down by the lily ponds, far away, Down by the river sweet and gay All where the fairies play. Down by the grave old birch tree, All around the lily ponds Far, far away— Are fairies, sweet and gay. —Morley Hitchcock, Sixth Grade. [ sixty } : i nna saa... Net RoBi AeNtDStG R ApY _BsO OF K pawase —_ OTT se ee Oe) ee es, sear= - “wars, ape Loe WAYS FAS } ; ee Kr TAT = CORSON LEE = aw. Say! a ly -. { | SFT fm © J SITES [ sixty-one ] The Alumni Luncheon IXTY-EIGHT boys sat down at a “T” shaped table in the Commons Room of Hawken School on Monday, December 22nd. Perhaps “men” would have been a_ better word, for the luncheon was served to the Alumni of Hawken School and the Senior and Junior classes. After many addresses by members of the Alumni, among them Tom Grandin, Sherman Hayden, Steve Burke and Joe Nutt, Mr. Stephens spoke to us on the problem created by a large percentage of the boys going to eastern schools to prepare for college. Mr. Stephens suggested that boys who had pre- pared for college in that way write him what they thought were its advantages. A talk by Reverend Joel B. Hayden completed the program. After a very few moments of chatting among the boys, Dud Blossom’s movies-of the School in its early years were shown in the Chapel. These were a great success, thoroughly en- joyed by all. At about three o’clock — too early by far—the boys left the building again to its vacation quiet. Black Crows Wary critters, them birds there be— Black crows against the scarlet sky— Try to catch ’em across a sight. Wary an’ tough an’ hard to die. Pick out a flock. They’s a lookout Watchin’ while they’re feedin’. You'll see Him perched against the changin’ sky, A black speck in a high, dead tree. Watch a long, waverin’ line of ’em— A big bunch strung out in full flaght— Cuttin’ a crooked way ’cross fields, Goin’ home on a late fall night. Limerick There was a young man at school, Who had broken a very strict rule. He then said to the class, “T know I’m an ass, But be moderate—call me a mule.’ —Humphrey Nash. [ sixty-two ] Once in a while you’ll catch a glimpse OF a lone crow flyin’ ’mong the green O’ trees, sorta like a ghost. He moves So you don’t know quite what you seen. I often go huntin’ them birds, It’s not that they do so much harm. Eat a little corn, the Lord knows, But they catch bugs and such on a farm. I hunt ’em all for fun. I like A crow front 0’ the settin’ sun, flyin’ high They is lots worse things, than bein’ A black crow ’gainst the scarlet sky. —Frederick L. Swetland, Jr. Ode to Woolworth Oh, Mr. Woolworth, man of men, The dashing king of “‘Five and Ten,” If I were just your lucky son, I would have a water gun. And also marbles by the million, And little racers by the billion. But on my life ’twould be a splotch If this Woolworth guy were Scotch. ey eh Wilson. Tlixk SOEEEEPED TAA 2573 WRN CaleNelaaa ene BoE Deen DaaG RACY” BO 0.8 GOA EAR) | Courtyard Chatter Commencement 1929 N June 14, 1929, a bright and shining Commencement day greeted us; yet rain was inevitable, since we have not had a perfectly clear Commencement Day for four years. At ten o'clock, the chapel service began with the hymn “We Gather Together,” followed by a selection from the Bible, read by Flamen Ball, and a prayer, which he led. Following the prayer, the Lower School Choir sang “O Lord, How Manifold.” After another selection from the Bible, read by William Bauman, William Chamberlin delivered the Salutatory Address. Mr. Carney then read the Honor Roll for 1929 and presented the Greatest Achievement and Scholar Athlete Cups. Next came the Passing of Classes, an old custom in the school. The Seniors left their seats and took their places in chairs at the front of the room. Each of the other classes in the Upper School then passed forward to the next pew, thus symbolizing their completion of a year’s work. The members of the sixth grade came to the front of the room where Mr. Smeed, the Head Master or the Lower School, presented them with diplomas bearing witness to their completion of the Lower School course. When the sixth grade had returned to its new pew, the Passing of Classes was completed. Following this, was the Address to the Seniors, made by Ben Schneider, and the Valedictory Ad- dress which was made by Richard Inglis. Mr. Carney then named Richard Inglis as the Head Boy. Having sung “God of Our Fathers,” a psalm was read. Mr. Carney then presented the Seniors with their diplomas. After a bene- diction, the Seniors left the building, symbolizing their final departure from Hawken School. The boys and many of the visitors then went out into the court to cheer the Seniors, who had assembled there. Afterwadrs, those who were to participate in the track meet hurried to change their clothes. Last year the competiton was keen; this year the com- petition was keener. During the meet, it began to rain a little, as usual; yet this did not daunt the contestants. The track meet over, luncheon was served to the guests in the Commons Room, while the boys ate in the gym- nasium. After luncheon, the Orchestra and Glee Club gave an entertainment to the success of which Justin Sholes and Bud Collins added greatly with a very pleasing group of musical selections. Justin playing an accordian with the skill of a veteran and Bud energetically strumming a banjo. Then came the customary Father and Son’s baseball game. The Fathers found, in the fourth inning, that the game was too strenuous for them; so they were forced to quit. Soon the bell rang for the final assembly. George Bauman presented the Field Day Trophy to the Reds, the Cross- Country Cup to Calvin Judson, who has won it for the past three years, and the Baseball, Basketball, and Track letters to those who had earned them. Then Mr. Carney announced the Upper and Lower School Athletes for the year, and the final results of the Red and Gray Contest, presenting the Victory Cup to the Grays. After the hymn ‘“‘Now the Day is Over,” which concluded the Commencement exercises for 1929, we left the school to enjoy our various vacations. Awards and Diplomas N Commencement Day, 1929, a number of awards were made to those boys who, in the judgement of our faculty, had earned them by their dependability and perseverance. These awards were as follows: Head Boy: Richard Inglis. General All Around Leadership: William Nash. Greatest Creative Achievement: Dickey Dyer. Honor Roll: Grade 12 — Richard Inglis, William Bauman. Grade 11 — Ben Schneider, Francis Silver. Grade 10 — John Calfee, Harry Royal. Grade 9— Harvey Brooks, John Harshaw, Henry Harvey. Grade 8 — Frank Taplin, Ward Foote, David Bole. Grade 7 — Hubbard Little, Gilbert Humphrey, Claude Peck. Grade 6— Dickey Dyer, Robert Morse, Henry Wil- liams. Grade 5 — Granger Collins, David Nutt, Winchell Keller. Grade 4— Thomas Taplin, Roger Clapp, Livingston Ireland. Grade 3— Marshall Dyer, Dean Morse, Theodore Peck. Upper School Scholarship: Richard Inglis. Lower School Scholarship: Henry Williams. Upper School Athlete: Guthrie Bicknell. Lower School Athlete: Charles Collacott. Perfect Attendance: Kenneth Baker, William Calfee. Diplomas were awarded to the following Seniors graduat- ing from Grade Twelve: Richard Inglis, William Bau- man, Flamen Ball, George Bauman, William Chamberlin. Diplomas were also awarded to the Sixth Grade members passing from the Lower School into the Upper School: Kenneth Baker, Harold Cole,-Charles Collacott, John Davenport, Dickey Dyer, Peter Hitchcock, Allen House, Dixon Morgan, Robert Morse, Humphrey Nash, Asa Shiverick, George Sims, Malcolm Vilas, Frank White, Henry Williams, Robert Schnittger. —, The Collection Committee NE of the Committees of the Student Assembly which has been quite active this year was the Collection Committee, whose charter gives it power to make all col- lections within the School. Its first task was to answer the call for help sent out by the Community Fund. The campaign in the School was started a week earlier than the campaign in Cleveland. A total of four hundred and twenty-five dollars was given by the boys and faculty of Hawken School. A collection of old articles of clothing was then started by the Good Will Society. A large supply of shirts, suits, coats, warm gloves, stockings and shoes, came in, causing great envy of the needy among the members of the Faculty! Just before the Christmas holidays, the Committee made a collection of used toys and articles of clothing for the Hindman Settlement School. The returns were splen- did; and a great many toys, as well as useful gifts, were packed and mailed to Hindman School. [ sixty-four ] The Visit of Captain Bartlett and Doctor Randall fa) es the morning of Wednesday, October 23, 1929, Cap- tain Bartlett, of Polar fame, spoke to us. He gave us some reminiscences of his days with Peary, making a very strong picture of the man. Although we Americans love a hero, and a hero whose advent is quick, yet we could not fail to acquire some of Captain Bartlett’s enthusiasm for Peary, the man who persevered for twenty-three years be- fore accomplishing the’ thing which he set out to do, the reaching of the North Pole. On the afternoon of the same day Dr. Randall, who was in Cleveland for the World Unity Conference, spoke of the progress made toward an orderly and peaceful world. Dr. Randall began by stating his opinion that the Treaty of Locarno was the first important step toward this end. He then summed up several succeeding steps including the spirit of the envoys at the most recent meeting of the League of Nations and the visit to this country of the Prime Minister, Ramsay MacDonald. Dr. Randall put the actual condition of warring nations to us very vividly when he described it to us as a state of “international anarchy.” The nations of today are so interdependent that they must codverate. Dr. Randall mentioned the splendid attitude of MacDonald when he said in his first speech at the League that the western nations must recognize the new eastern nations and the desires of the peoples of those nations to govern them- selves and to gain control of their own resources. Dr. Randall may well have given us a glimpse of the future when he spoke of the United States of Europe, the United States of the Orient, the United States of both the Americas, and, finally, the United States of the World. ale Mr. Kenyon’s Visit E are living in a machine age,” was the gist of a talk given to us on Wednesday, November 20, by Mr. Kenyon of the Theatre Guild. We are all dependent upon the ring of an alarm clock in the morning — the type of clock which starts the day for practically every man, woman, and child in the civilized world — the clock which we “‘caress eyery night with a winding motion” and instinctively put in such a place that we may shut it off quickly when it rings. Mr. Kenyon went on to say that aeroplanes were being controlled and guided entirely by radio, ships were being sailed without guidance by human hands, the newly in- vented Mr. Televox was performing miraculously the tasks of man, receiving his directions over the long-distance wires. Some members of the audience were by this time rather puzzled, because Mr. Stephens had introduced Mr. Kenyon as having been sent to us by the Theatre Guild. We expected a talk on the drama; we wanted to be shown how they made Dracula disappear on the stage. Our curi- osity and bewilderment at this talk on the Machine Age was appeased when Mr. Kenyon made us familiar with Karel Kapek’s play, ‘“Rossum’s Universal Robots,” to be pre- sented at the Ohio Theater. Although he did not hand out passes to “R.U.R.,” Mr. Kenyon recommended the play to us as one which was interesting, novel, and exciting. Mr. Green’s Visit HE boys who came into Assembly on Monday, Decem- ber 2, were pleasantly surprised to hear the speaker was Mr. Green, and his topic “Aeronautics.” To a great many of us the sensations of first flight described by Mr. Green were not unfamiliar. We, the ini- tiated, listened with sympathy to his account of his first experiences in the air, while those who had not yet tested their wings took in the description with delight. When Mr. Green asked how many of us were interested in aeronautics, almost every hand was raised; yet when he inquired how many of us thought ourselves fit to play a part in the game, he did not receive a large response. Have we all inferiority complexes? —,_ Mr. Henry Harvey R. HENRY HARVEY, father of a son of the same name, spoke to us December 6th, on the subject of athletics and outdoor sports in general. Mr. Harvey re- counted many of his pleasant experiences while he was engaged in athletics, and told us how he treasured the memories of his youth. He particularly emphasized the point that it is not being a star that counts, but rather putting all you have into the game. Although Mr. Harvey believes absolutely in playing to win, fair play and good sportsmanship head his list of qualifications for an athlete. Mr. Harvey’s statement, ““Descended from men who wielded arms for exercise, your bodies need that training to be healthy, although some day man may arrrive at the point where he needs no exercise,”’ was new and interesting. _—, The Christmas Play HE title of this year’s Christmas play was “Why the Chimes Rang.’ A large audience was thrown into a receptive mood by the simple, graceful decorations of the Commons Room and Chapel; the halls had been “decked with wreaths of holly.” The story had to do with certain mysterious chimes which were to ring only when a suitable gift had been presented before the altar of the Christ Child. Many were the rich presents which failed to make the chimes ring. A sly merchant (Hubert Merryweather) bore beautiful stuffs which were in reality imitations. A king (Winchell Keller) proffered his crown. An artist (Bill Bishop) gave his great- est work of art. An old woodsman (Dave Davenport) gave a flower, and light came into the church, yet the chimes did not ring. At length, when he thought the Bishop (Cyrus Eaton) was not looking, a small boy (Windsor White) placed a coin — all his savings — on the altar. The chimes rang! There were two scenes, one outside the town wall, over which could be seen in the distance a church; and one scene within the church itself. The setting for this latter scene was very fine, the imitation stained-glass window through which the light streamed in acknowledgment of the woodsman’s gift being quite effective. The work.put into the play by the boys and Mr. Haydn was altogether appreciated by the audience, who lingered long about the School after the play was finished. [ sixty-five ] The Football Dinner N the evening of December 20, 1930, the senior letter- winners, together with the coaches, Mr. Sipple, Mr. Wallace, and Mr. Christian, assembled at the Hermit Club for a dinner celebrating the past football season. The dinner was most generously given by Mr. Crawford who explained that he represented the fathers. Between courses, Mr. Crawford introduced the speakers of the evening: Mr. Crawford himself, Mr. Christian, Mr. Wallace, Mr. Sipple, and finally, John Calfee, our captain. Mr. Crawford said that, as a parent, observing our season from the outside, he considered that although our victories had been few, our success, constituted by our hard and untiring fight through the season, had been great. Mr. Christian described the spirit of fair play that he found in dealing with our squad. The next speaker, Mr. Wallace, told us of some of his past experiences in sports, comparing them to those of our times. Then John Calfee informed us of the pleasures he had had in leading the football team through the season. Near the end of the dinner, Mr. Crawford mysteriously mentioned a surprise that he had for us. He said that it was a little football. Many of us looked inquiringly at the cardboard footballs in front of us containing candy. Then a number of small blue boxes were passed around. Each boy selected the one bearing his name, and, to his utter amazement, found inside a little shining gold football, wrapped in cotton. On one side of this ball was a red enamelled “‘H,” while on the other side was engraved the name of each boy. A ring was fastened to the top so that the ball could be worn with a chain. Mr. Crawford told us that these were tokens from our fathers and that they expressed their keen interest in our sport activities. Following a cheer for Mr. Crawford, we adjourned to the Allen Theater where we enjoyed ‘“The Mysterious Island.” Although a hard wind was driving a lashing snow, we parted in high spirits, after the show, to dream of great accomplishments in the next football season. ——,_ Mr. Newman’s Visit R. NEWMAN was. admittedly frightened by an assembly of such clever, quick-witted fellows as ourselves. Quaking with terror, he begged permission to turn to his last resort — reading. We were first treated to a poem, the characters, setting and all proper names of which are entirely too long to be put in the Year Book. The story was of a sad wise man and a happy fool, who changed positions. What would you expect as a result of this, gentle reader? Wrong! There was no change — the village still boasted of a very happy fool and a very sad wise man. Mr. Newman asked us if we would care to hear another. We all said “yes!” The next was of a ship-wrecked mariner who built a ship of the bones of his comrades to save him- self. This he accomplished only to observe that the pilot’s fingers (now a door-knob) pointed at him on moonlight nights. Though it would be wrong to say that Mr. Newman had a propensity to the melancholy, neither of these poems, written by himself, has a very happy ending. Mr. New- man finished by saying that he had regained all his courage. Julius Caesar NE of the interesting dramatic productions given within the school was an act from Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar,’ presented by the tenth grade. The entire act was well done. Willard Crawford played especially well the part of Mark Anthony; other characters were: Julius Caesar, Emory Hukill; Brutus, Henry Harvey; Cassius, Lewis Affelder; and Decius Brutus, Armour Craig. The staging was Elizabethan, in that the players wore no costumes, and that there was no scenery on the stage. Settings were replaced by such signs as “Pompey’s Statue.” The play was coached by Mr. Bragdon. Admiral Campbell’s Lecture and “Blood o’ Kings” SPLENDID lecture, illustrated with slides, was given on Friday, February 14, by Admiral Campbell of the British Navy. He described a number of his thrilling ex- periences as Captain on several of the famous “‘mystery- ships,” which were used during the war as submarine destroyers. The Admiral illustrated his chief points by pictures of identical situations, a number of them taken from enemy submarines. Admiral Campbell insisted that we remember that the officers and crews of the German submarines were com- posed of the bravest men, who had a terrifically trying task, and who, in case of misfortune, died a particularly ghastly death. On the same day a short one-act play, ‘‘Blood o’ Kings,’ was presented by the Players’ Club. Among the members of the cast were Willard Crawford, John Calfee, Francis Silver, Fred Swetland, Albert Conkey, Benjamin Taplin, Emory Hukill, and Hermon Peck. The play was built about the story of a nergo who, although he is refused admittance to the cock-fight at Jim O’Brien’s place, forces his way in, bets on the victor . cock, and scatters his prize-money to the men present, crying that the “blood o’ kings’”’ runs in his veins. The School Dance Ay CEE NG to tradition, a dance was given by the High School grades on the evening of Friday, Febru- ary 21st, the day before Washington’s Birthday. John Calfee was chairman of the committee in charge of the arrangements. He was assisted by John Coulton, Programs; Francis Silver, Refreshments; and Willard Crawford and Frank Taplin, Decorations. At the end of the gymnasium, which was decorated for the occasion with American flags, were a number of booths in which furniture was arranged. The dance, which began at eight-thirty and continued until twelve o’clock, was attended by about twenty-five couples. Everyone present had a splendid time. [ sixty-six ] “The Game of Chess” N February 28th, the Players’ Club gave a one-act play, “The Game of Chess,” by Kenneth Sawyer Goodman. The cast was as follows: Constantine, John Calfee; Alexis Alexandrovitch, Francis Silver; Boris Sham- reyeff, Fred Swetland; Footman, David Clark. In the play, Shamreyeff, a Red attempts to assassinate the governor, Alexandrovitch. Realizing the futility of attempting to escape after he shall have committed the crime, Boris Shamreyeff consents to take poison with Alexis. The former dies of its effect, but the latter, having accustomed himself to it very gradually by minute doses, lives on. A French play, ““Le Garcon Paresseux,” was produced on the same day. The boys of the eighth grade composed the cast, and the play was coached by Mr. Smith. Mr. Wiley’s Talk N interesting talk was given in the chapel on March 17th, by Mr. Wiley, of Middlebury College, of which Mr. Christian is an alumnus. Motion pictures which ac- companied the talk showed many of the college buildings, the beautiful mountain scenery in the midst of which they are situated, and some of the many acres of woodland owned by the college. Scenes taken in the laboratories and chapel were also shown. The pictures which most interested the audience were those of the initiations. These were so appreciated that Mr. Wiley was forced to run the film backward over the favored pictures. Mr. Phelan’s Visit N Tuesday, April 22, Mr. Phelan visited the school. It was he who, with Mr. Hawken, taught the existing two grades of Hawken School during its first year, when it was situated at 1572 Ansel Road. All the boys who have been in the school long enough to remember Mr. Phelan were very glad to see him back for a few days from New York City, where he is teaching. —, Mr. Webster’s Talk on Robert Burns HE School had a rare treat.on Friday, April 25th, when Mr. Webster gave some readings from Burns. Prob- ably no one in Cleveland is better suited to read Burns than Mr. Webster. He was born in Scotland himself, and was able to present the poems in true Scottish dialect. Mr. Webster first read some of Burns’ lighter poems’ explaining the situations which led the author to write them. Finally he read what he considered Burns’ master- piece, the famous ‘“Tam o’ Shanter.” In closing, he said that he hoped some of us would look through our Burns at home; he has opened up a rare field of interest for us all. Dr. Hamilton Holt’s Talk yay MOST interesting, amusing and profitable occasion was the informal talk, given by Dr. Hamilton Holt, President of Rollins College, in Florida, on Monday, May the fifth. Dr. Holt told us why he thought that his education had done him no good. Although he had read the classics, and studied the sciences, yet he had rapidly forgotten everything he knew. Many years later he reread them in English translations, to his infinite enjoyment, despite the fact that he still considered Cicero a mouthy United States Senator, and could not be impressed by the fact that Jove had turned one of his young lady-friends into a hiefer, He dwelled at length upon the methods of teaching which he has adopted at Rollins. He chooses his professors for their qualities of sincerity, popularity, and above alll, for their influence over the students. Dr. Holt told us that the first thing which he had decided about Rollins was that it should not grow. It should always retain as its limit four hundred boys and three hundred girls. In a group of this size Dr. Holt feels that a student knows the first names of all his class-mates at the end of the freshman year. Dr. Holt does not believe in making his professors go into research in such fields as ‘““The Use of the Sense Word Among Southern Poets.” On the contrary, the professors at Rollins College are teachers of practical and useful in- formation which may be used in future life. The Lower School Concert N Tuesday, May 6th, a concert was given in the chapel by the members of the Lower School. First on the program was the band of the first and second grades, A number of solos followed, played on the flute, violin, and piano. There were songs by choruses consisting of the third and fourth grades, and of the fifth and sixth grades. A number was played by the Lower School Orchestra; and finally, a chorus, sung by the entire school. The concert was very interesting to those of the Upper School who had the opportunity to be present, and they were much im- pressed by the prowess of the younger boys in music. [ sixty-seven | AUNTD” (Ge Ale Bb .OvGek RED [ sixty-eight ] aoersass ne Day By Day May 20, Monday. B. Taplin went up in the air today when he jumped four feet three in a high-jump. May 21, Tuesday. Stanley couldn’t understand why “deux heures moins un quart,” was a quarter of two. Bicknell found that he could not eat the eight or ten potatoes which were given to him by one Schneider. May 22, Wednesday. Mr. Motto returned to the school with Mrs. Gardella (a friend of his). The French class (tenth grade) was disturbed by the war whoop let out by Silver, in the next room, when Schneider made a mistake. (They were in a history class.) May 23, Thursday. The Seniors came to school in old clothes to “see Stanley off.” George had no old clothes around, by the way. At the appointed time (just after lunch) a very interesting row took place in the court, but it was im- mediately stopped by Mr. Carney, who happened to be present. Mr. Carney claims that one of the best meetings of the year was held in the Student Assembly today. May 24, Friday. The Reds beat the Grays 10 to 3 in a game of baseball today. May 27, Monday. Algebra exam today which, as per usual, brought its good and bad results. May 28, Tuesday. Just after the French exam, we had a hard rain and some thunder. It cooled off the earth, however (and some of the boys, too). May 29, Wednesday. The Latin exam came today. In the afternoon, we defeated Hudson 16 to 4 on their diamond. May 30, Thursday. Vacation today because it was Decoration Day. Hurrah! May 31, Friday. Some of us had English exams in the morning. In the afternoon we held the preliminary track meet in which there were qualifications for the finals on the last day. June 3, Monday. The teachers demonstrated just how dumb the various classes were by publicly announcing their mental weak- nesses in exam work. June 4, Tuesday. A Red and Gray game played today, resulted in a victory for the Grays. The score was 14 to 4. June 5, Wednesday. The Orchestra and Glee Club got down to brass tacks with a rehearsal every day from then until Commence- ment. June 6, Thursday. It was rather chilly today; but there was no snow. . [ seventy ] June 7, Friday. The Middlers played the Seniors and were badly defeated. The long awaited Year Book finally came out. June 10, Monday. It wasn’t chilly today; ask anyone who can remember. June 11, Tuesday. The final Red and Gray meetings were held for th2 election of new officers. Maurice Perkins was elected president of the Grays; the Reds must be more ambitious next year. June 12, Wednesday. Preparations for Commencement were going strong; the Orchestra, Glee Club, and all the committees were in full swing. June 13, Thursday. [he Lower School boys were “enjoying” their final tests. June 14, Friday. Commencement! September 25, Wednesday. School reopened! Grades three through six found themselves in a “‘new school” (the house not far from the main building). September 25, Thursday. Football began in earnest. September 27, Friday. Slightly drizzly weather did not interrupt football. Mr. Hawken visited the school. September 30, Monday. We enjoyed our first week-end and had that sinking feeling when school started once more. October 1, Tuesday. An army plane, from the nearby Curtiss Field, enter- tained and thrilled us while we played football. October 2, Wednesday. The Reds won the first Middler football game, 25 to 0. October 3, Thursday. The strong smell of Fly Tox prevailed in the elevent and twelfth grade class rooms since Perkins decided that there were too many flies in that end of the building. The first meeting of the Student Assembly was held today. October 4, Friday. The Senior Squad went home for a sore week-end: a very sore week-end. October 7, Monday. The Senior Red and Gray teams were organized. October 8, Tuesday. And today the first Red and Gray practice games took place. October 9, Wednesday. Tracy Osborn startled the Senior Squad with a thi-ty- yard run ending with a touchdown. October 10, Thursday. The Middlers defeated Roosevelt 2 to 0 in their first outside game of the year. October 11, Friday. On general principles, we came in early after football; three “laps” were enjoyed by all. October 14, Monday. [he World Series was still in the air. The radio in Mr. Stephens’ office drew a large crowd. October 15, Tuesday. The new Reds and Grays joined their respective societies amid the cheering of the rest of us. October 16, Wednesday. : Why did “‘Jeff’’ Swetland laugh in History class? (Ask steanut Peck.) Shaker beat us in football, 12 to 0. October 17, Thursday. Reds beat the Grays, 36 to 0, in football. October 18, Friday. Yo-Yos made their appearance today. October 21, Monday. Yo-Yos are thick now! Very thick! By the looks of things, most of the boys of the school spent the week-end buying Yo-Yos. A Yo-Yo, by the way, is a contrivance suspended on a string which, when wound up on the string, can be em- ployed very effectively. The momentum which it builds up in descending the string helps to wind it up again. An extra jerk will bring it clear back to the operator’s hand or, as has happened, to the operator’s head. October 22, Tuesday. Mr. Stephens delivered a serious talk on why football is more for physical culture than anything else in the school. Since our football clothes were still wet from Monday’s practice (oh yes, we played in that “‘little shower’’), and since the rain was still falling, we had “‘skull practice” instead of work on the field. In other words, Mr. Wallace ran over the signals with us. October 23, Wednesday. Bu-r-r-r!! It was fairly chilly, and the wind was no mere breeze. We heard a very interesting talk by Captain Bartlett on his experiences with Peary when he discovered the North Pole. We also heard a talk by Dr. Randall on World Peace. A Middler Red and Gray game resulted in the Red’s victory, 13 to 7. October 24, Thursday. Today we had our first snow, paving the way for Santa Claus. The snow changed to a very hard rain, mixed with sleet, in the early afternoon, so there was no foot- ball. “Rows”? were quite frequent in the “‘study’”’ end of the building. October 25, Friday. “As usual’ the Reds beat the Grays in a gentle game of football. This was a Senior game with a score of 19 to 0. It produced many heated arguments and _ shattered ideals. October 28, Monday. Nothing remarkable happened today excepting that the Yo-Yos were slowly becoming extinct (through the efforts of a few members of the faculty). October 29, Tuesday. A miserable defeat! Mayfield, in the very last three minutes of a football game, made three touchdowns. The score was 19 to 0, in their favor. October 30, Wednesday. The Fairmount bus was a half-hour late today; this was probably due to a vacuum tank without a vacuum, the driver said. October 31, Thursday. Today was Hallowe’en; nothing happened at school, but in the evening . November 1, Friday. Tales of wicked pranks of Hallowe’en were floating around the school. Many looked forward to a riotous party in the evening. November 4, Monday. We took up the weekly g rind again. It was cold and misty which was a good outward sign of our feelings. November 5, Tuesday. The Reds defeated the Grays, 6 to 0, in a Middler football game today. November 6, Wednesday. The game with Western Reserve, at Hudson, resulted in a tie, 0 to 0. Foose and Calfee attended the game as “invalids.” November 7, Thursday. The Year Book Board had a meeting today. As a result, the prizes for the best short stories were an- nounced in the evening chapel. Although it was the popular opimion that there should be no football practice — there was football practice. November 8, Friday. The Middlers were defeated, 18 to 6, in a game with Mayfeld Junior High. November 11, Monday. Some of the weekly compositions were pretty weak (at least so claims Mr. Adams). November 12, Tuesday. We were defeated, 24 to 6, in a game against the Heights Light-weights. November 13, Wednesday. The second team had to practice in the mist and rain preparatory to a game with the Brush High School Light- Weight team. The Middlers were the victims of this practice, since they were the opposition for the second team. November 14, Thursday. The Brush Light-Weights defeated us. November 15, Friday. Three talks, one on travel and two on science, were delivered in the auditorium today, by tenth-graders. November 18, Monday. As an after lunch occupation, several playful indi- viduals indulged in robbing the less playful of their garters. November 19, Tuesday. Dr. Wright talked to us on the benefits of the Com- munity Fund. The ban on garters continued after luncheon. November 20, Wednesday. Mr. Kenyon, representing the Theater Guild, recom- mended the play “R.U.R.” to us. His talk on the “Machine Age”’ was very interesting. A “double-header” was played today, one g ame against the Hudson “big team,” which we won with a score of 8 to 0, the other against the Hudson “little team,” which our Middlers tied, 0 to 0. A wet snow descended during both games. [ seventy-one } November 21, Thursday. As a rest from the hard-fought game with Hudson which we won yesterday, there was “skull practice” today, taking up most of the afternoon. Snow-ball fights were fiercely engaged in, since there was quite a bit of snow on the ground today. November 22, Friday. We were informed that exams were to take place next Wednesday. Some boys took home more books than they had first planned. (Some didn’t.) November 25, Monday. The Reds, looking for scrimmage, picked on the Middler first team. The exams, scheduled for Wednesday, were post- poned until the following Friday. We were all very much relieved. November 26, Tuesday. Affelder was in “thot water’’ today. A photographer “snapped” the football pictures this afternoon. November 27, Wednesday. Two big games today! Both the Middler and Senior final Red and Gray games were played this afternoon. The Senior game was doubly exciting, since it was the deciding game. The Reds won both games. Thanksgiving! With a vacation until Monday. December 2, Monday. Ah! The turkey was good. Mr. Green, of the Universal Air Lines, talked to us about aeronautics and presented plans for a new aero- nautical club. The new winter schedule went into effect. today. The “jobless” went coasting, while those with occupations “worked.” December 3, Tuesday. Mr. Haydn commenced rehearsals on the Christmas play. The work of the various committees was in “full swing’ today and the teachers clamored to see the “dubs.” Mr. McCarthy made a very appealing and humorous speech demanding that the “old clothes and toys drive” for Hindman School, be quickly completed. December 4, Wednesday. The parents of the tenth grade pupils visited Mr. Stephens today. (No, the tenth grade had not been par- ticularly bad.) Mr. McCarthy’s eloquence was well repaid. December 5, Thursday. The actors certainly did well to be able to rehearse the Christmas play while the electricians were electrifying things. (They had been electrifying things for the past three days and no doubt they will continue to do so until they have the stage thoroughly ruined.) December 6, Friday. Those dreaded exams! The great, hideous beast “Exams,” came growling and snarling down upon the unfortunate pupils. (The Faculty escaped uninjured.) Mr. Harvey gave us a talk on outdoor sports. The parents of the ninth-grade pupils visited Mr. Stephens today. December 9, Monday. In chapel, Mr. Stephens announced a carnival which [ seventy-two | was to be given at Hathaway-Brown School on Decem- ber 6. “Uncle Sam just delivered the letter today,” said Mr. Stephens, when the mistake had been discovered. December 10, Tuesday. A few members of the Collection Committee “helped” the fish a great deal by putting some dry ice in the water. There were no casualties in the fish bowl, how- ever. December 11, Wednesday. Doctor Furrer gave us a few pointers on cold pre- vention. December 12, Thursday. Dry ice got into the hands of several younger boys who were severely warned by Mr. Stephens to refrain from its use. December 13, Friday. Orchestra practice today, in which Mr. Brewer said that we were dead from the ears up, following this state- ment with: “‘You’re in an orchestra, not a football game.” December 16, Monday. Tracy decided to lead the psalm this morning and went quite too fast for the Grays, who were bewildered at the speed. When afterward asked, “Tracy, what was the matter with you?” he replied, “Well, what was the matter with everyone else?” The Orchestra practiced with the actors, in prepara- tion for the Christmas play. December 17, Tuesday. A heavy mist fell over this section of northern Ohio this morning, following an all-night frost. December 18, Wednesday. The first dress rehearsal of the Christmas play was held today amid the confusion caused by the stage- hands. December 19, Thursday. General chaos, it seemeQ to an onlooker, was evident in the school. There were preparations for the play, the vacation, and the gift of toys for the “toyshop’”’ to make. December 20, Friday. The Christmas play, a large crowd, and no exams (even though they had been scheduled for today). — So we all went home to have it out with Santa Claus and the New Year. January 7, Tuesday. School again! A new afternoon schedule was intro- duced, meetings were held, and there was no loafing on che first day. Many of the alumni were present here at school to- day, including Mr. Burton, Mr. Blossom, Mr. Homer Everett, Mr. Wick, and Mr. Harshaw. january 8, Wednesday. More of the alumni visited us. Fred White joined the Orchestra in practice and Jim Ireland gave the French Class a talk on St. Paul’s School. ; January 9, Thursday. This morning, ice was covering everything — grass, trees, bushes, wires, everything. It produced many beautiful scenes. January 10, Friday. Since the sleet fell all night and most of yesterday, the beautiful effect of ice laden trees was increased twofold. January 13, Monday. The regular routine was established once more, after our first week-end following the vacation. January 14, Tuesday. Ben Taplin gave the whole school a treat today when he wore a wing collar and a stunning blue tie. At lunceon, he looked like a toast-master. January 15, Wednesday. Silver, Swetland, and Calfee, took up the new fad of wearing wing collars. We understand that they were fulfilling a contract with Ben which they had broken the day before. But contract or no contract, what’s this world coming to? January 16, Thursday. This clothing question is getting serious! This time the seventh grade broke out with white sweaters, and Bill Crawford, of the tenth grade, wrapped a tricky tie around his neck and boldly made his appearance. The old conception of, “what the well dressed man shall wear,” is being obstinately opposed, or else “the well dressed man” is changing his habits in matters of dress. January 17, Friday. Perhaps enough has been said about the clothing question, but today—the eighth grade wore their “hottest”? pajama tops — and what a sight! January 20, Monday. Skating was opened on the school rink with a large attendance. Every one on the ice took part in the regular game of hockey which was fiercely battled all afternoon. January 21, Tuesday. The greater part of the faculty retired to the Year Book room where they listened over the radio to the speech of Hopkins in answer toéche Council’s charges. January 22, Wednesday. The Reds, the Grays, the Glee Club, and the Players’ Club all. held meetings today: The Reds and Grays, for the purpose of considering a new schedule for basketball teams; the Glee Club, to sing; and the Players’ Club to appoint a cast for a one-act play. January 23, Thursday. Due to the very low temperature, the ice was wonder- ful — and nobody forgot their skates. January 24, Friday. The pond was flooded last night, the temperature was still low, so the skating remained the best so far. January 27, Monday. Parents of the seventh grade held a meeting this afternoon; the seventh grade have been behaving — we hope. January 28, Tuesday. In view of the fact that examinations are to take place in the next three days, a solemn atmosphere has settled over the school. January 29, Wednesday. The first of the exams! Luncheon was so far away — but nobody died of hunger, although some nearly died of fright at the first glance at their exam papers. January 30, Thursday. Two more exams follow! The plot thickens as the “flunkers” file out in great dejection. January 31, Friday. The exams continued and luncheon is still far away. The afternoon disclosed little conferences here and there discussing the just past examinations. February 3, Monday. And now the teachers rise up in bursts of fury telling us, in no mild terms, how “good” we are in our subjects. February 4, Tuesday. The customary “January Thaw” came in February, as usual, and ruined the skating, saddening the hearts of many, as they were compelled to be present in the gym during the afternoon. The stage committee was becoming popular because of its splendidly rapid work. February 5, Wednesday. The heavy snow must have invigorated the Chemistry Class, for they produced the most unwholesome odor imaginable; an odor which spread all over the west wing of the building. February 6, Thursday. The Grays again defeated the Reds in basketball, both the first and second teams. February 7, Friday. The play scheduled for today was put off until next Friday. Skating was good, so there were about twelve boys on each side for a game of hockey. February 10, Monday. Stage settings were “hastily” changed by Schneider a nd his gang in order to permit Mr. Baker’s production on Wednesday. The stage hands sure were ‘‘swift.” February 11, Tuesday. Everyone was buzzing around on some business or other. The dance had been scheduled, committees ap- pointed, and preparations undertaken. The Players’ Club play was under way, and the fourth grade was pre- paring for their play. Basketball in the afternoon brought the Reds another pair of defeats; both the first and second teams were beaten. “Wallie’’ announced a new contest for the school. It was to determine the champion basket-shooter from the foul line. February 12, Wednesday. The fourth grade, under the direction of Mr. Baker, presented their play, ““The Rail Splitter.”” It was a suc- cessful production attended by the whole Upper School and the greater part of the Lower School. February 13, Thursday. No basketball games were played today due to the last rehearsal of the play. However, the gym was “open’’ to anyone not connected with the play. February 14, Friday. Admiral Campbell, of the British Navy, gave an illustrated lecture on “‘Mystery Ships of the World War. The Players’ Club presented ‘‘Blood o’ Kings,” a one- act play. Because of these two attractions, many parents came to the school. February 17, Monday. The Players’ Club held their first rehearsal of “The Nervous Wreck,” the big play of the year. The stage hands started to wreck the settings for “Blood o’ Kings.” They are very good at this, and [ seventy-three ] often, as you gaze at them at their “work,” you can’t tell whether they are building or wrecking settings. February 18, Tuesday. A very lively auction was conducted by the Lost and Found Committee today. Terms of the meeting were quite strict, since anyone disturbing the peace was to be “ousted,” accompanied by a five-cent fine. Despite the gaiety of the crowd, there were no casualties reported, February 19, Wednesday. Spring has came, tra la! To celebrate the wonderful warmth and sunshine, the Players’ Club rehearsed their play, the Glee Club sang, and the stage hands wrecked, the Lower School boys played marbles, and several parties of small boys went walking. i | Members of the eighth grade visited the plant of the Sherwin-Williams Company. y The various dance committees were flitting about doing this and that today. February 20, Thursday. Preparations for the annual school dance were started in the gymnasium. The preparations continued partly into the night. February 21, Friday. No school today because of Washington’s birthday on Saturday. Principally, however, so that the gym- nasium could be decorated peacefully. til In the evening (and most of the night) the dance took || place. It was a great success and about twenty-five couples attended. February 24, Monday. Cake! A very large cake was found on the senior table. All of a sudden, the senior table became quite a popular and overcrowded place until Mr. Stephens appeared. More cake! It appeared that after, or perhaps during 4 the dance, a senior or two hid a treasure of cakes in the f senior room. After lunch, this treasure was discovered Tl and soon devoured by a rollicking mob. Mr. Wallace returned to school after his short absence due to the death of his father. February 25, Tuesday. Today was not very eventful. The Orchestra rehearsed and the Grays defeated the ia Reds in a basketball game. The Players’ Club began its nightly rehearsals and — ; There was a small row in the Commons Room — no casualties. ; February 26, Wednesday. vo, iM Schneider, an able chemist, in one of his experiments, made the west wing of the building smell as though it | was on fire. But unfortunately it wasn’t. The springlike weather was wrecked by a temperature i) of thirty degrees. i} February 27, Thursday. Robin redbreast woke up this morning and found snow covering everything, as did everyone else. i || Today there were two basketball games with Hudson, ay a “little” one, and a “big’”’ one. February 28, Friday. Another double header today. The eighth-grade pre- sented a two-act play in French, followed by a Russian (i one-act play, “The Game of Chess,” starring Francis i | Silver and Fred Swetland. id Exams sent the usual number home “desolate and af- 1} if flicted.” March 3, Monday. March came in very much like a lion — or rather, like three or four lions. A little blizzard raged most of the day. Results of Friday’s exams were presented with un- sympathetic severity. March 4, Tuesday. Cold weather ruined all hopes of spring, but school went on as usual (and why not?). March 5, Wednesday. The newly formed committees of the Players’ Club were bustling about in preparation for the grand _pro- duction not far away. March 6, Thursday. Excitement seemed to have ceased and a quiet calm settled over the “happy family” (as Mr. Stephens calls us), although slight uprisings arose here and here during the day — especially after luncheon. March 7, Friday. Warmer weather encouraged the students to become vigorous in their actions, and, with a week-end close at hand, things were pretty lively. The first edition of the “Chronicle,” the new Lower School paper, was issued today. One copy appeared tacked up to the bulletin board, opened to a full-page advertisement of the Players’ Club. (Now who do you suppose did that? Calfee?) March 10, Monday. Again Spring has came! Again the rays of the warm sun beat down upon a green, fresh, and snowless world. Baseball gloves made their debut, and balls were con- stantly flying through the air. Invigorated boys grasped, snatched at, and hurled the bright, white spheres, bound with genuine horsehide and equipped with cork centers. The popularity of basketball began its rapid decline with the advent of America’s favorite sport. March 11, Tuesday. as A series of tests were inflicted upon the weary students, at least, on a part of them. The effects of a previous faculty meeting were princi- pally a sort of war on the “spring lag.” This war was carried on by an army of teachers. Harassed boy's stirred up verbal revolts which Mr. Stephens promptly tried to quell by a speech. At one of the most tense moments of this speech, a coin was dropped. To relieve the tension, Mr. Stephens remarked that “it wasn’t yet time for the collection.” March 12, Wednesday. After a raging blizzard in which it became very dark at a little after five o’clock yesterday, snow fell all during the night, and once more Spring seemed to be far distant. However, near the afternoon, the sun broke loose and warmed things up. This morning, one single solitary robin, huddled in one of the big trees in the court, looked out upon a frozen world as though he were enjoying sweet dreams of distant Florida. Both the Players’ Club and the basketball squad re- mained after school for practice and it’s hard to tell what they did to the cooky supply in the kitchen. March 13, Thursday. Basketball, here at the school, made its last drive in a game with Shaker Heights Junior High, resulting in a score of 29-23 in their favor. [ seventy-four ] - March 14, Friday. Activities declined as the week-end approached. March 17, Monday. Mr. Wiley, of Middlebury College, gave us a talk on life at Middlebury, accompanied by moving pictures of the institution, including scenes in classes, chapel, sports, initiations, and other phases of campus life. March 18, Tuesday. Again Jack Frost adorned our part of the world, new spring buds and even flowers in bloom, with ice. The scheduled Red and Gray basketball games re- sulted in the victory of the Grays in the first team game, and their defeat in the second team game. March 19, Wednesday. Roosevelt Junior High defeated our Middlers, 7-6, in a game of basketball today. March 20, Thursday. Today teemed with events. For instance, the Senior team played the faculty in “basketball.” The first quarter was a scrap, toning down to a fight in the second. The basketball squads of the seniors and middlers posed elegantly for their pictures. The Year Book Board held a meeting to instill a businesslike spirit into the advertisement collectors. March 21, Friday. The Middlers played Roosevelt in basketball, defeat- ing them 29-7. March 24, Monday. The result of the constant houndings of the ticket sellers was still unknown today. At every corner, several high pressure ticket sellers pounced on you in their eager desire to drain your pockets of its dwindling cur- rency: March 25, Tuesday. And still they asked us if we wanted tickets. Mr. Stephens aided Calfee in his daily sermons, always adding a “word or two”’ to Calfee’s noble efforts. March 26, Wednesday. The Players’ Club were now in a frenzy for the play was soon to be rendered. Despite the earnest effort of Soring to come, a snow descended, covering the earth with gloom. March 27, Thursday. The first presentation of ‘““The Nervous Wreck’? was given for the school boys and others unable to a ttend Friday night. March 28, Friday. The Players’ were greatly soothed and relieved of their tension by a full schedule of exams! Friday night the play, ““The Nervous Wreck,” was given. It proved to be a great success and the Players’ Club entertained ‘a full house. April 8, Tuesday. School reopened. The Spring vacation ended with cold weather together with snow. The afternoon cleared, however, and we looked forward to a pleasant baseball season. Mr. Stephens gave us a short talk explaining that this Spring term should be one of hard work. He also men- tioned the “prolongation of infancy.” April 9, Wednesday. Warmer weather today. Although the ground was still soggy, baseball enthusiasts flourished, and turned out in great numbers to hurl baseballs at one another and stampede upon the soft grass. The Year Book Board members could be seen here and there seeking subscriptions and asking questions as though they were census takers. April 10, Thursday. An assembly took place this afternoon on general principles. Praise and fault-finding was freely indulged in. April 11, Friday. The Student Assembly held a meeting in which the committees made reports of their ‘“‘activities.”’ No faculty member was present, yet the chapel still stands. April 14, Monday. A week-end just past brought pleasant memories of the Spring vacation. This morning we were again reminded by that awful alarm clock that duty comes before pleasure. April 15, Tuesday. Today the athletic schedule ran perfectly, and the field was filled with foolish fellows trying to play base- ball, run around the track, dodge teachers, and pursue other arts which demand skill. The hurdles made their first appearance on the track. April 16, Wednesday. Rain prevented outdoor exercise, so we had our first “double schedule.” Mr. Stephens gave us a lecture on attempting too soon to become a man. April 17 , Thursday. School went on, as usual, in its untiring effort to revive those affected by spring fever. April 18, Friday. The expected half-day holiday did not come about because it was Good Friday. However, it was promised for next week. The holiday, by the way, was proposed to commemorate the anniversary of our coming to the new building. April 21, Monday. Rain! The radio brought reports of the game at Detroit. There was no double schedule today despite the rain. April 22, Tuesday. The opener at Cleveland! Half-day holiday! Mr. Phelan visited us! A game with the faculty! One event after another piled up today. April 23, Wednesday. A play, “Brock’s Triumph,” directed by Mr. Haydn, was given this afternoon, for the benefit of the Lower School. April 24, Thursday. Ha! Old Man Winter returned with a blizzard to re- mind us of the cold harshness of the teachers in announc- ing exams for Friday. To add to our dismay, they also announced Saturday classes for the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth grades. April 25, Friday. As a little variation from yesterday, Mother Nature gave us a sweltering sun. Mr. Webster read us some very interesting selections from the works of Robert Burns. We defeated Western Reserve, 7-6, on our field this afternoon. April 28, Monday. The English exams were held this afternoon as there was not time for them Friday. The teachers explained that Friday’s exams were “not so good.” Saturday the first part of the Year Book went to press and the next part goes tomorrow, so — Goodbye. ‘ [ seventy-five ] Se ssi Lower School Activities, 1929-1930 Slean following news stories reprinted from the Chronicle tell about the activities in the lower school for the past year. The Chronicle 1s a newspaper which is written and printed by the boys of the lower school every two weeks. Winchell Keller and David Nutt have been the editors-in-chief and Cyrus Eaton has been business manager. Other boys on the staff are Granger Collens, Windsor White, Roger Clapp, Tim Ireland, Malcolm Scott, Hubert Merry- weather, Ernest Furrer, Douglas Craig and Robert White. Tue New Lower ScHoo.t This year the lower school moved into a building which is a house across the way from the old school. ‘It really doesn’t look like a school,’”’ | said when I walked in for the first time. “It looks like an ordinary house.” In the basement are the library and art rooms. On the first floor the fifth and sixth grades have their classes. The sixth grade has what was once the living room and the sun room. The fifth grade occupies two rooms across the hall. These rooms are used for din- ing rooms at noon. The third and fourth grades are on the second floor. Both have pleasant rooms. The science laboratory, print shop, and principal’s office are also on the second floor. The school supply store, which is run by the boys, is between the third and fourth grade rooms. The third floor is used chiefly for music. Two small rooms are used for music lessons and a larger one is used for singing classes. There is also a very large yard which is good for a playground. CouncIL, COMMITTEES AND Town MEETINGS Many activities in the lower school are now being run by committees which are chosen by the lower school council. The council is the chief committee and has charge of all the others. Cyrus Eaton, Windsor White, Tim Ireland, Dave Crawford, Marshall Dyer and Art Bazeley are the members of the council. The council meets every Wednesday at lunch time in a private dining room to discuss its business. The committees which have been appointed are: the house, library, museum, entertain- ment, athletic, circus and Chronicle board. These committees also meet at lunch time to plan their business... The council has arranged to have a meeting of the whole school every two weeks at which the committees report and school business is discussed. These are called ‘“Town Meetings.” Every other week the entertainment: com- mittee gives a concert or a play of some kind. Tue LIBRARY When you visit the lower school there is one room we want you tosee. [hat roomisthelibrary. It is down in the cellar. It was built for a play room, but we have redecorated it and made tables, chairs and bookcases for it. The ceiling and floor are painted in a checked design of tan and silver. The walls are painted to represent a jungle scene. Hanging in trees are monkeys in all sorts of positions. The furniture was made in the manual train- ing classes and it 1s painted to match the walls. Lamps were also made and wired by the science classes. The library is used every day. The library is taken care of by the library committee. The members of this committee are: Mac Scott, Windsor White, Don Gillies, Roger Clapp, John Putnam and Fred Hills. Tue Lower ScHuoot Bank The Lower School Bank has issued shares of stock which are owned by the boys of the sixth grade. These shares cost ten cents apiece. Officers of the bank are as follows: Winchell Keller, president; Dave Nutt, treasurer; Cyrus Eaton, secretary. Granger Collens and Morley Hitchcock are head bookkeepers. The bank runs both checking and savings accounts. Boys needing supplies go to the school store and pay for supplies by checks printed on the school press. These checks are then taken to the bank, cancelled and posted on accounts. VIKINGS AND CycLops The athletic committee announces that two new sides have been chosen to take the place of the Reds and Grays in the lower school. The names of these two sides are the Cyclops and the Vikings. Boys will be chosen by the Se@VCENLY-SIX [ ty-six ] BaOs OF ReARY G AND D tala ELS fdas 2: ies . it a 1V Lower School Act : eat aa oe © i e ei es [ seventy-seven ] Reds and Grays when they enter the seventh grade. This will keep the sides in both schools more even. Dave Davenport is captain of the Vikings and Cy Eaton is captain of the Cyclops. They will play against each other in all sports. The committee in charge of athletics is as follows: Dave Davenport, Jack Turner, Channing Goff, Dave Crawford, Dean Morse and Bob Wal- lace. THE ORCHESTRA On March fifth the lower school started an orchestra under the direction of Mr. Brewer. There are three violins, four flutes, a piano and two xylophones in the orchestra. The boys meet twice a week to practice and everyone in the school who takes music lessons, except some of the piano students, are in the orchestra. Tue House CommMiItrEE The house committee has charge of keeping the building and grounds in good condition. Each grade is responsible for its own room and some other room in the house. The house com- mittee gives each grade a daily score and leaves a card in the room telling what is wrong. At the end of each month the grade that has the highest score wins the flag. The members of the house committee are: Morley Hitchcock, Bill Bishop, Dave Daven- port, Frank Taplin, Ernest Furrer, Roger Jones, Bobby Crowell and Melville Ireland. THE VEGETABLE GARDEN Ground has been broken for a school garden. It is in the northeast corner of the playground, and is fifty feet square. The ground has been plowed and the science classes are in charge of planting the seed. Beans, peas, carrots, beets, lettuce and radishes have been planted. The peas and beans are above the ground and we are watching anxiously for the others. We are hoping that we may have some crops before school closes. THe Concert On May 6th the lower school gave a concert in the upper school chapel. Many of our parents were there and seemed to like our music. At least we did our best. The first and second grade rhythm orchestra opened the program. Songs were sung by the third and fourth and the fifth and sixth glee clubs. Flute solos were played by Roger Jones, Cy Eaton and Windsor White. Bob White played his violin. Shelly Tolles, Melville Ire- land, Dean Morse, Pete Hoyt, Roger Clapp, Tim Ireland, Marshall Dyer, Bill Bishop, Dave Davenport and Dave Nutt played piano selections. The program was ended by a selec- tion played by the lower school orchestra. THE Museum The first display in the new museum was opened on May 12th. It is a display of stuffed alligators and different kinds of stones. The museum committee has painted two show casés, one red and the other yellow. The cases were made by the fifth and sixth grades in the manual training shop. The committee expects to change its display every two weeks. The members of the museum committee are: David Nutt, Granger Collens, Bob Turner, Frank House, Ted Peck, Harvey Tanner and George Webb. THE Circus On May 28 and 29 the lower school gave its first annual circus. Besides the “big top” there were two other tents, the side shows and the animal tent. The circus opened with a parade led by the drum and flute corps. There were acrobats, tumblers, benders and vaulters. There was a tight-rope walker, a trained ani- mal act and a snake charmer, who exhibited the only South American dancing blacksnake. There were many clowns and an organ grinder with a trick monkey. Peanuts, pop and ice cream were sold. The circus was managed -by Hubert Merry- weather. The concessions were in charge of Bill Bishop and Willard Walker. Tim Ireland managed the side shows and Scott Inkley was in charge of the animals. Don Gillies and Hal Wischmeyer took care of the costumes. A souvenir program was printed in the print shop and poster were made. PLays Besides the Christmas play the lower school has given three plays this year. On Lincoln’s birthday the fourth grade gave a play called “The Rail splitter.” The sixth grade played “Brock’s Triumph” on April 23, and the third grade gave “The Simpleton” on May 21st. There were also two musical programs beside the concert and a stunt program. The entertainment committee was in charge of these events. This committee is as follows: Windsor White, Cyrus Eaton, Ernest Furrer, Pete Hoyt, Hal Wischmeyer, Roger Clapp. [ seventy-ecight ] tee os BD ACh De GR Avy . “Bad O.K IO es aS Feared Paey (7 vis: a Vea, 7 [ LN JTS Be =a PT Wh a NE Enrollment Grade One Ralph Brown Oliver Brooks Richard Cooley Roderick Gillis Grade Two John Bazeley Robert Burwell Allan DeWitt Dwight Morse Grade Three Arthur Bazeley Robert Crowell Frederick Hills Frank House Melville Ireland Sheldon Tolles Willard Walker Robert Wallace Robert White Hal Wischmeyer Grade Four Douglas Craig Marshall Dyer Elton Hoyt Scott Inkley Roger Jones Dean Morse Theodore Peck John Putnam Robert Turner Grade Five Amasa Bishop Roger Clapp David Crawford Ernest Furrer Donald Gillies Channing Goff Livingston Ireland Harvey Tanner Thomas Taplin George Webb for the Year 1929-1930 Grade Six William Bishop Granger Collens David Davenport Cyrus Eaton Morley Hitchcock Winchell Keller Hubert Merryweather David Nutt Malcolm Scott Jack Turner Windsor White Grade Seven Kenneth Baker Harold Cole Charles Collacott John Davenport Dickey Dyer Peter Hitchcock Allan House James Lincoln Dixon Morgan Robert Morse Humphrey Nash Robert Schnittger Asa Shiverick Malcolm Vilas Henry Williams John Wilson Grade Eight Zenas Anrews Robert Bishop Franklin Bowler William Calfee Robert Coulton Robert Gale James Hoyt Gilbert Humphrey Gordon James Edward Lenihan Hubbard Little Malcolm McBride Philip Morse Claude Peck Edward Peck David Swetland [ eighty } Charles VanSicklen Robert Webster Mason Williams Grade Nine David Bole John Cashman Jonathan Collens Albert Fonda Charles Foote Jonathan Ford Philip Frye Sheldon Grubb Franklin Judson Benton Mellinger John Nash Frank Taplin Grade Ten Lewis Affelder Charles Arter Harvey Brooks Armour Craig Willard Crawford Henry Harvey Emory Hukill William Osborne Hermon Peck Everett Sholes Frank Teagle Grade Eleven John Calfee David Clark Albert Conkey Jack Danforth Adrian Foose Calvin Judson Tracy Osborn Frederick Swetland Benjamin Taplin Grade Twelve John Coulton Maurice Perkins Benedict Schneider Francis Silver Dan Wellman DerheEee (Ros eo nN D2 UR oA Ye BO Oe K AOVUS PRUGS ) “_ a aS 8” QS 615 ,70,™ . 2 eecwmnscossemi’d: z wat, pergecer” eee eG . 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