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

Text from Pages 1 - 80 of the 1933 volume:

. ‘ The | Red and Gray Book: | f t Hawken School = _— — — — - _ 2 a a _ — - bs 7 chy — “ er go ine ‘ . ; THE RED AND GRAY BOOK HAWKEN SCHOOL ay PUBLISHED BY mw bAR BOOK BOARD JUNE, 1933 NUMBER TEN— 1933 WILLIAM T. S. BAKER DEDIC AVTT,0 N To Mr. William T. S. Baker, in recognition of his many years of association with the school and his unswerving loyalty to Hawk- en standards and ideals, we, the members of the Year Book Board, on behalf of the entire school, dedicate this, our tenth edition. YEAR BOOK BOARD Humphrey Nash . Dixon Morgan . Malcolm Vilas . : Robert Morse : Jack Wilson . ; Peter Hallaran . Hubert Merryweather Hume Wallace . Ralph Stickle : e e ; Editor-in-Chief - Business Manager Advertising Manager Circulation Manager ‘ Sports Editor : � Photo Editor . Assistant Editor ; Assistant Editor Contributing Editor STUDENT ASSEMBLY a ‘ai hs - w . omg Be Humphrey Nash : : : ; : President Peter Hallaran . : : . Vice-President Dixon Morgan ; , ; a rues Secretary Drxon Morcan Red President HUBERT MERRYWEATHER Red Vice-President MaAtcotm VILAs Red Secretary Red and Gray Officers | AST fall, due to the fact that the two top classes had been dropped and the tenth grade was the graduating class, the constitutions of the two societies had to be altered. For the Reds Dixon Morgan and Rober Morse undertook the task ; for the Grays Humphrey Nash and Jack Wilson. In due time the changes were accepted and elections held. The Reds elected the following: Dixon Morgan, President; Malcolm Vilas, Secretary- Treasurer; Hubert Merryweather, Vice-Presi- dent. The Gray offices were held by: Jack Wilson, President; David Nutt, Vice-President; Fred Hruby, Secretary-Treasurer. The new boys were divided as follows: Reds Grays Pete Hoyt Amasa Bishop Scott Inkley Douglas Craig Marshall Dyer Richard Davies Ted Peck Mills Rowden The points awarded for scholarship each month follow: Reds Grays Cctober Slot sn 4... ae eee 116 123 Novemberel this gear ie. oo 113 156 Decemberalathos. ato. cen 127 132 Hebkuary lepers. tte eee Ae V12Z LE WiarelycL St ewes Acie eee 74 130 Aprile 12thine, dats cass Becton gee 95 117 The Reds, however, lead in Athletics: T Oot baby caer ce Dene eee tee 163 131 Baskethallowd wea cun o ae 249 208 Jack WILSON Gray President Davin Nutt Gray Vice-President Frep Hrupy Gray Secretary FACULTY ato. é segue = Faculty Mr. Cart N. Hotmes, Headmaster Mr. Cuarces R. STEPHENS, Mathematics Mr. H. Mortimer SmeEep, Lower School Principal Mr. Joun H. McCartny, Latin Ae 4a) ID Od st Mr. Rogpert S. Apams, English h g4rth) ya iy i Mr. A. Ross MacManon, History, Mathonnae English Mr. Hiram C. Haypn, English, French Mr. Girpgert M. Situ, French Mr. Davin W. Russe Lt, Science, Spanish Mr. Wo. T.S. BAKER, Geography, Arithmetic Mr. EtMer P. Srppie, Manual Training Mr. THAYER Horton, Physical Training Mr. JosepH Morro, Art Mrs. Rosert S. Apams, S econd Grade Liles | ws herons te Atm Miss Fannie M. Luenrs, First Grade Mr. Rosert B. Brewer, Musical Instruments Mrs. Epmunp C. Travis, Piano Mr. Horace R. AyLarp, Bursar o. Miss Potty Prescott, Secretary Dr. ArNnotp F. Furrer, Consulting Physician His infectious smile and frankly engaging manner have the power to set even the most timid completely at ease, and few have come into contact with him without feeling the influ- ence of his strong personality. His keen interest in all sports has given a new importance to the athletic side of school life. More now than ever before is stress laid on physical development. From this you must not gather that scholastics have been at all neglected. On the contrary, they too have received stimulus through a system based more on achievement than on standing. The same vigorous leadership with which he has, throughout the past year, guided the destinies of the school we know he will continue in the future, leading the school on to new heights of accomplishment in ac- cordance with its motto, “That the better self shall prevail and each generation introduce its successor to a higher plane of life.” Mii than a mere headmaster, Mr. Holmes is a comrade. CLASSES PX Wet iA 9 é] 3 ( — DAWKENSS CHOC eee PETER HALLARAN SOPHOMORE RED Football 9, 10; Basketball 9, 10; Year Book Board 10; Vice-President of the Student Assembly 10; Committees: Chapel, Collec- tion: Executive Committee of the Student Assembly. that angelic countenance and prepare yourself for a shock. Pete is known because of four qualities. Primarily he is noted for his ability on the football field. He was the star end of this year’s team, playing in all games, and accounting for many points in the season’s total. Secondly he is known for his basketball perfection. He CAN play basketball, captaining the team to a very successful season. Pete accounted for an average of 15 points per game and in the total scoring he topped his nearest opponent by 100 points. Next he is noted for his “throwing the bull.” And, gentle reader, how much bull he does throw! The stories that go around school after an exciting week-end would make Ananias hide his face in shame. And last, but far from being least, is his desire for the companionship of the fairer sex. In accordance with his actions and statements his motto might be: “Anything that wears skirts.” He matches experiences. with Vilas and other weak-minds, and gives advice to the young and inexperienced. Tis murmured about that in comparison with Peter, Clark Gable is a piker! There is one unsolved mystery about Pete: where is he when one calls him on the telephone and receives the reply that he is “down at the library.” Be all this as it may, he really is not such a bad guy, and when he receives his honorable dis- charge from Hawken, we will lose not only an outstanding athlete, but a boy whose prepossessing characteristics will undoubtedly lead him to a brilliant future. Good luck, Pete! Ae here, gentle reader, is none other than that notable figure, Peter Hallaran. Gaze upon Twelve Ps 1 9 3 3 4 HAWKEN SCHOOLS PS niet JAMES LINCOLN SOPHOMORE GRAY Football 9, 10; Basketball 9, 10; Players Club 10; Committees: House (Chairman). IM is the only member of the senior class who can properly be called a woman-hater, ‘though we couldn’t vouch that it’s mutt°l with the ladies. Throughout his four year stay at Hawken he has been a veritable power in athletics, especially in football. Outside of athletics Jimmy’s big interest in school is steering the stage committee. We don’t say this to everyone, but it is our personal opinion that Jim enjoys being chairman of the stage committee, more because he is allowed to climb in the loft, than because this job pleases his ar- tistic sense . Jimmy is probably the best-liked boy in Hawken. His infectious smile wins him friends at first sight, and his unusual characteristics retain and strengthen these friendships. But before we close this sketch, Jimmy, how about these rumors that are whispered around concerning you breaking up parties by the usage of those very properly named “S B ee Not that we believe them! Jim is the school’s largest consumer. Even on Fridays when the rest of the table refuses “seconds” in fish, we always hear the dulcet tones coming, “Yes, Mr. Holmes.” Well, Jim, next year when you are at some other institution, good luck, boy. But think of us occasionally for it will be awful lonesome to look and see one potato remaining in the dish and realize that you're no longer with us. Thirteen DIXON MORGAN SOPHOMORE RED President Football 10; Basketball 10; Baseball 8, 9, 10; Secretary of the Student Assembly 10; Ex- ecutive Committee of the Student Assembly 10; Players Club 10; Year Book Board (Business Manager) 10; Newspaper Board (Supervising Editor) 10. ERE, folks, we have the beatific visage of Dixon, alias “Romeo,” Morgan. This lad is un- doubtedly the Beau Brummel of the class, the glass of fashion and the mould of form, al- Ways sartorial, immaculate and, except in certain (but notable) instances, correct. In fact he admits that he is not so much better than the Prince of Wales. To him also belongs the dubious distinction of being a charter member of the infamous Order of the Spat and Derby, his associates —Vilas and Wilson. Being the kind of fellow who looks as though he needed a little female protection (see cut above) girls simply dote on him. Always accustomed to service (even to muss- ing his hair) Dixon accepts this condition as his natural prerogative. At parties he is invariably called upon to play (?) the piano, whereupon, after properly modest objections, he sits down and proceeds to mutilate the latest numbers in his repertoire, as well as to render sundry vile pieces of his own composition, some of them more than slightly reminiscent of last year’s hits. But joking aside, Dick has been quite successful in baseball, basketball, and track. In many major school activities he has taken a conspicuous part, having played an important réle in Wap- pin’ Wharf and bore up nobly under the burden of the Assembly minutes. Though ’tis rumored that the meetings often had to be postponed because the Secretary had omitted his duties. 5 ; C545 As he departs from the great educational scene, next year’s class may well shake their heads, sigh with envy (possibly relief) and exclaim, “Sic transit gloria mundi”—‘“Thus passes the glory of the world.” Fourteen 1 BEE: = A © tr Z, DM ete an © © ou ROBERT MORSE SOPHOMORE RED Football 9, 10; Players Club 9, 10; Year Book Board (Circulation Manager) 10; Newspaper Board (Business Manager) ; Committees: Chapel, House. ND now, dear friends, what can we say about an infant prodigy with an overstuffed cranium? Just what has he done? When told by the Ed. to mutilate this lad’s reputation, we sallied forth and obtained an interview with the genius. “How many times has Mr. Holmes hauled you up?” we inquired. “How many times has Mr. Stephens taken you down?” But at every turn we were balked. No one has anything on Robert. The school is equally in the dark as to Bob’s Social Life. Never has he been seen in the com- pany of the fairer (but lower-voiced) sex. In and around school Bob has shown himse!f a very versatile fellow. He has received let- ters in football, and honors in studies; as well as filling important posts on both newspaper and Year Book. Quietly inefficient, Bearcub (so called because of his tendency to hibernate in class) has won for himself the title of second sloppiest boy in the school (next to Nash.) Though he has the best of grounds—often being unable to read his own handwriting—Bob- is never discouraged. Occa- sionally, Mr. Mack, knowing that Morse, overconfident, has omitted his homework, will call a halt to the proceedings, and dgscend in full force on the unfortunate lad—to the immense edification of the other members of the class. But he always comes back at his persecutor with a 100% les- son the next day. As to his future we can only say that if he exhibits the same remarkable diligence later as he has thus far, and keeps well away from the cows, his success is assured. Fifteen ————— - —— ——aw = = A et — —_ seein pra | HUMPHREY NASH SOPHOMORE GRAY Football 10; Players Club 9, 10; Year Book Board 9, 10, ( Editor-in-Chief ) ; Newspaper Board (Managing Editor) 10: President of the Student Assembly 10; Ex- ecutive Committee of the Student Assembly 10. Cleveland, but even throughout the entire country for his most distinguishing idiosyncrasy— a VHIS prodigious, eccentric specimen of blossoming manhood is known not only throughout namely, his eloquence in his expression of the King’s English. Humphrey’s mental capacity is nothing short of phenomenal. Indeed he is generally accepted as the genius of Hawken. Although usually of a taciturn nature, he enters with a deal of en- thusiasm when the theme of the conversation strikes upon one of his many interests. He takes fiendish delight in finding some error in the work, or some mistake in the statement of a teacher. Frequently his immense store of general information enables him to emerge from one of these en- counters victoriously. At such times the genius’s face is engulfed in a satisfied smile. Humphrey (sometimes known as Leo) is always the one to whom you go when you desire to learn something—hbe it an explanation of the fourth dimension, or the price of rubber boots in Paraguay. But getting down to the more serious side of Humphrey, he is one of the best-liked and most- respected boys in the school. He presides over the Student Assembly, and acts as Editor-in- chief of this Year Book, as well as playing regularly in the line on the football team. With such a brain, and with such likeable characteristics it is certain that Humphrey will go far in later life. So when, ten years hence, you read in a newspaper of the tremendous success of this lad, never say that it wasn’t prophesied. Sixteen 1 se] 3 3 eS AW KEN SCHOOL MALCOLM B. VILAS JR. SOPHOMORE RED Secretary-Treasurer Football 9, 10; Basketball (Manager) 10; Baseball 9, 10; Players Club 10; Year Book Board (Advertising Manager) 10; Com- mittees: Chapel (Chairman), Lost and Found. trying to make you laugh! No! No! He always looks that way, stupid; he can’t help it. This lad, though decidedly inferior in height, is quite the opposite “with the wimmen.” In fact he is almost the ladies’ man of the class, but not quite; that honor is reserved for Wilson. f tying reader, gaze ye upon the countenance herewith presented. No! this boy is not “Frat” (the nickname comes from being an only boy with five sisters) is a little of every- thing. He has received football letters for years and years (perhaps because no one else desired to take the punishment that the center position provides) ; earned a baseball letter; balled up the minutes of the Red meetings; played, or rather wrecked a piano; acted as stage electrician and has even been known to crash through on the Honor Roll (ages ago.) His apparent object in life is the evasion of work. However, under the careful tutelage of Messrs. McCarthy and MacMahon, he is now being shown the error in his ways. He has, as has been mentioned above, had no small amount of experience with the weaker sex. In this respect he deserves to rank with those masters of sex appeal, Hallaran, Morgan and Wilson. But we promised not to mention this so consider it unsaid. In concluding this brief sketch I wish to point out his one (?) weakness. He, like every other genius has just one—gravy on bread. Well, if “Frat” keeps out of the clutches of designin’ vampires and can maintain his golf at about 150, he may bear up under the strain and become quite a success. Let’s hope so! Seventeen 1 9 3 e! qa SS HAWKEN SCHOOL S22, HUME WALLACE SOPHOMORE RED Football 10; Players Club 9, 10; Newspaper Board (Printing Manager) 10; Committees: Grounds (Chairman), House. ET not the man of a hundred years or so in the future show surprise when, upon turning the pages of his Encyclopedia, he sees, in the bold type commonly used to head important sections, WALLACE HUME; and when, having further examined the history of this per- son to whom so much space is devoted, he finds him to be classified as cosmopolitan, military genius, empire-builder, dictator, British-patriot extraordinary and pragmatist. (Which has noth- ing to do with wives.) Certainly one would never suspect that smoldering within Hume is a de- sire to conquer for the glory of England and to hold the destinies of whole nations in the palm of his hand. Nevertheless, such is the case. Furthermore, this ambitious lad, not being content to wait till the world lies at his feet, has dared to dream delicious dreams in which he, abetted by some scientist, invents a way to transport people to another dimension (he reads these Science Fiction stories y’know) and forthwith disappears, in company to be sure, leaving behind the trials, tribulations and teachers of this globe. ; Much of his time is spent in the perfection of a weird heathen sacrificial ceremony, which, he would have us believe, was invented by the Zulus. But we know better! Asa further evidence of an incipient stage of “Dementia Precox” (as if any were needed) we cite the fact that when- ever overjoyed or excessivly irritated, Wally will always exclaim, “Icki! Ooka! Egu! Wegi!” or words to that effect. : Besides being chairman:as well as the only active member of the Grounds Committee, this versatile chappie has taken major roles in both of the last two Players’ Club productions, acquitted himself nobly on the football field and assisted materially in publishing the school scandal sheet. In concuding this paragraph of glorified slander, we will merely say that, provided the feud with Mr. Mack comes to no sudden and bloody end, he may, despite the handicap of his spelling, yet achieve his ambition. Eighteen Pad _—: JACK WILSON SOPHOMORE GRAY President Football 9, 10; Basketball 9, 10; Baseball 9, 10; Year Book Board (Sports Editor) 10; Newspaper Board (Sports Editor ) 10; Com- mittees: Collection (Chairman), Grounds. ND last, but far from being least, is the Adonis of the class, Jack Wilson. To gaze upon that handsome face is to know the reason he is always, wherever he goes, surrounded by the weaker sex. And maybe you think he doesn’t like it! ! Jack is the chairman of the Collection (squeeze ‘em for lucre) committee, and it must be added to his credit that he “squeezed” us to the extent of accomplishing a very high Community Fund goal, to say nothing of lesser drives. He a'so is an athlete of some note, receiving letters for two years in football, basketball, and baseball. In his spare time he writes sport articles for the Year Book and-newspaper, and presides ove, the Grays. But all these are made secondary by his accomplishments in the social world. He says little of this at school, but Ye Scribe has had the occasion to perceive him at his “work,” and believe you me he IS accomplished. All of which may be the reason for his peculiar actions in class. In Latin he may be seen gazing out of the window with a far-away look in those handsome eyes and a slight smile playing about his mouth, until rudely brought back to his harsh school life by an en- raged professor. However, don’t misunderstand me. Jack isn’t girl-crazy. He doesn’t care for them much more than his allowance. To complete this sketch here are two habits of Jack: golf, and collecting signs from all manner of odd places. In the former he surpasses any one in school and as for the latter .... well, go up to his room sometime. Well, Jack, ‘though I don’t think it’s needed, here’s luck to you in the future and all asked is that you leave a few girls in Cleveland for us. Nineteen 1 9 3 3 eS HAWKEN SCHOOL S22], wi THOMAS ALEXANDER FRESHMAN RED Players Club 9, Committees: Library. KENNETH BAKER FRESHMAN RED Football 8, 9; Basketball 8, 9; Baseball 8, 9; Players Club 8, 9; Committees: Grounds, Library. | | CHARLES M. COLLACOTT FRESHMAN ReEpD Football 8, 9; Basketball 8, 9; Baseball 8, 9; Committees: Lost and Found (Chairman) Chapel. : 3 3 S10) (610) 0 ees FREDERICK DAVIS FRESHMAN RED Committees: Library. PETER SS. HiTCHEOCK. FRESHMAN GRAY Football 8, 9; Players Club 8, 9; Commit- tees: Supply Closet. FRED HRUBY FRESHMAN GRAY Secretary-Treasurer Football 9; Basketball 9; Baseball 8, 9; Committees: Library. pda Ps 1 9 $) 5) SS HAWKEN SCHOOL S22 =, WINCHELL KELLER FRESHMAN RED Committees: House, Library. HUBERT MERRYWEATHER FRESHMAN REpD Vice-President Year Book Board 9; Football 9; Players Club 9; Committees: Library (Chairman), House. EGON. MIHALIK FRESHMAN GRAY Players Club 9; Committees: Supply Closet, Library. : DAVID NUTT FRESHMAN GRAY Vice-President Players Club 9; Committees: Supply Closet ( Chairman ). RALBE STICKLE FRESHMAN GRAY Year Book Board 9; Newspaper Board 9; Supply Closet 9. Twenty-three 3 1 2] 5 {—— HAWKEN SCHOOL ae SEVENTH AND EIGHTH GRADES Top Row, left to right: Roger Clapp, Douglas Craig, Donald Gillies, Wilson Wood, Channing Goff, Scott Inkley, Ernest Furrer. Bottom Row, left to right: Amasa Bishop, Pete Hoyt, Edwin Pierce, Stevenson Taylor, Marshall Dyer, Richard Davies, Ted Peck, Herbert Spring. Twenty-four 1 9 3 3 aS HAWKEN SCHOOLS LOWER SCHOOL Top Row, left to right: Jock Bishop, Jack Finley, Ralph Brown, Willard Walker, Melville Ireland, Frank House, Bob Crowell, Hal Wischmeyer, John Hadden, Alexander Hadden, Jimmie Greene. Bottom Row, left to right: Teddy Stanley-Brown, Bill McCoy, Robert Coolidge, Richard Cooley, Bill Peck, Shelley Tolles, Timmie House, Alden Hayes, Peter Towl, Henry Fleek, Oliver Brooks, Nelson Logan. Twenty-five rk 1 2 3 3 SS HAWKEN SCHOOL PRIMARY DEPT. Left to right: Timmie White, Teddy Clark, Weston Howell, Peter Holmes, Jock Hazard Adams, John Taylor. Romyatd darn Twenty-six Bishop, —— ee ee eee ETICS ATHL 1 ) 3 2 {SS = HAW KEN SCHOO = FOOTBALL Top Row, left to right: Bob Morse, Jack Wilson, Channing Goff, Ken Baker. Bottom Row, left to right: Dixon Morgan, Peter Hitchcock, Humphrey Nash, Malcolm Vilas, Hume Wal- lace, Jimmy Lincoln, Peter Hallaran. Senior Football HIS year, due to the dropping of the two senior grades, Hawken had a lighter and younger team than it has ever had in previous years. True, the upper grades were officially discontinued last year, but a few senicrs remained to finish up and they con- tributed to the merit of last year’s team. Notwithstanding these circumstances Hawken enjoyed a semi-successful season, gaining two victories and suffering as many defeats. The first game was played with Roxboro Junior High, an experienced and well-trained team. They beat us 13 to 0 by dint of hard line smashing by Fullback Selkowitz. The next game on our schedule was with Mayfield. Two long weeks of hard training since the Roxboro game bore fruit, and Hawken whipped Mayfield more decisively than the score of 12 to 6 would imply. The first score was made on a long forward pass from Capt. Collacott to Peter Hallaran, but Mayfield rapidly tied the score at 6 to 6. In the Twenty-eight third period Capt. Collacott himself scored the deciding tally. Although the backfield func- tioned well, it was the outstanding work of the line that won the game. Reserve came here in our next contest. The half ended 6 to O in our favor, neither side showing much advantage over the other. But the second half was indeed a different story. Hawken scored touchdown after touchdown. The line held on the defense and opened up holes on the offense. Channing Goff ran be- hind good interference for four touchdowns and Capt. Collacott made two. When the final gun sounded, Hawken had amassed the total of 37 points to that of O for the visitors. For the last game of the season Hawken journeyed to Hudson to play a return engage- ment. In the heavy rain and snow during which the game was played, the superior weight of the Reserve team was too great a disadvantage to us. Reserve recovered a Hawken fumble near our goal and marched across the goal line for the first tally. The extra 1 9 3 Ss eee SS HAWKEN SCHOOL Bi _ point was converted and the score was 7 to 0. On the kick-off, Goff received the pigskin and ploughed through the slush for Hawken’s lone score. We failed to make the extra point and the score remained 7 to 6. In the second quarter Hudson added another touchdown and the third and fourth quarters brought more punishment with the total score 26 to 6. The Senior football banquet this year was held at the home of Mr. Holmes. After see- ing moving pictures of the Case vs. Colgate game and pictures taken by Mr. Holmes him- self of the Reservegdawken game, letters were awarded, and ne of-the 1932 team unanimously elected Charles Collacott as the captain for 1933. }- The letter men were: Capt wena rlesrt ON acott ry: ay oe ima e Quarter Waleoint Milasa tech tais. ge Metter se ees Center Robert, Morses wa... wee se eed Sit Guard Frampirey , Nass citice «tenet toni Guard Fitinien: Wallace ar. thatege es tomate atta: Guard Peters Ftcncock ye wen: es ceelllies 22s cts Tackle Jim Lincoln ... ,,«@¢@né( MMMF 00.005. Tackle FHabert, NMberryweathetrs sinew ecte..- Tackle Peter, cl aliaraiticg wv seed fee aoe tw ate han End Pescorl M GEO AN a sees see eis ties 3 a End Breayheru bye to tees siesta oe omnes End Kens Baker ats «cute. vk ee enmk ss Half CCl aitiaa tig Cra Pere scm Sagi ee hoes Sei ats t Half Jacke VWHSGIIN Mater a other aioe te: ae Full Middler Football HIS year’s Middler football season was exceptionally short, consisting of only two games, both played with Park School. In the first game, which was played at Park, Hawken was turned back by a score of 12 to 2. The more experienced and heavier Park team scored one touchdown in the first period and one in the fourth. Hawken’s only score came as a result of a Park fumble. The second game was almost an exact op- posite of the first. This time the home team was always the aggressor, pushing across a tally in the second quarter and another in the third. The final gun sounded with the score Wm cid Y Receiving Middler football letters were: Lower Football active in sports. In football we played two outside games, both with Fairfax. Although the first was a defeat, 19 to O, the team made a great comeback to win the second, 6 to 0. In the Cyclops-Vikings series the Cyclops took,the first, 24 to 19, and the second, 19 to 0. The third game was a tie, 19 to 19, and the last was won by the Vikings, 14 to 12. The captain for the Vikings was Swetland; for the Cyclops, White. , | ‘HIS year the lower school was very Spring Furrer els Stickle Xowden = Inkley pee Craig Alexander Gillies Nutt Taylor Mihalik Letters were awarded to: Wischmeyer (Capt. ) DeWitt White Brooks Swetland redinn Ireland Tolles nee etree Bishop Walker Dyer Crowell Pierce Twenty-nine PS WS 1 9 3 3 == HAWKEN SCHOOLS __ wit aie BASKETBALL Left to right: Malcolm Vilas, Charles Collacott, Fred Hruby, James Lincoln, Ken Baker, Dick Morgan, Jack Wilson, Pete Hallaran. Senior Basketball T the first of the season officials were un- certain as to what would be the nature of the 1932-33 basketball schedule. That is, they were undecided as to whether the team would be expert enough to compete in outside games with other schools. However, the an- nual game with the faculty decided this, for tradition was reversed as the Red and Gray quintet downed their benefactors by the de- cisive score of 32 to 23. The worth of the team having been discov- ered, Coach Thayer Horton, who was largely responsible for the season’s success, signed up several games. The first of these was with Roxboro Junior High, and it was won by the decisive score of 39 to 14. The next game was with an alumni team, composed of many ex- Hawken athletes. This, too, was won, but with a less one-sided score, 39 to 31. Mayfield next came to Hawken. This game was very close until the fourth quarter when the home team unleashed a whirlwind attack, bringing five baskets and cinching the contest, 28 to 18. The Thirty period following that game was one of intense practice, and in the next game, with Shaker, we were certainly thankful for it. The score was again nip and tuck until the last quarter when Hawken by means of a field goal and a foul nosed out their opponents 20 to 17. The sixth game of the season was a revival of the ancient rivalry between Hawken and University. This game was easily won, but the score, 27 to 20, is deceiving, for only 7 points of the 20 made by U. S. were made off the first string. Hawken left home for the first time in the season to play Brush. Dur- ing the first half of the game Hawken trailed, somewhat awed by the size of the Brush floor, but in the last quarter they made their cus- tomary rally, sinking six field goals to the op- ponents one, and came out ahead 25 to 15. Hawken accounted for their next victory against Roxboro, a team already played and defeated. This time, however, the score was even more one-sided, Hawken sailing through toa 33 to7 win. The Red and Gray team now OO—_—O—E—EE———eoOOO7O)eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ee we niet played a return game with Shaker. This game was also played away, and it provided more thrills than any’ Yame of the season. At the end of the half Hawken was trailing by the healthy margin of 15 points. But once more that last period fight enabled the team to do the almost impossible, winning by one point, 38 to 37. Hawken’s winning streak had mounted to nine games. It had to end sometime, but it was too bad that it should have been ended at a time when the parents had been invited to witness the contest. The team was Brush. The place, of course, at Hawken. The Red and Gray were six points behind as the heretofore lucky last quarter was reached. The old fight was still there, but the whistle blew a litte too soon, and Hawken had suffered its first and only defeat. That was the last outside game, but the 1 9 3 I HAWKEN SCHOOL 22 faculty, after much night practice, requested another chance. The contest raged back and forth, favoring first age and then youth. Finally age told, and the Hawken varsity closed up the season with a 28 to 25 victory over the faculty. This record of 10 out of 11 games is the best ever to be attained by a Hawken basket- ball team, and is a record of which no school could rightfully be ashamed. Receiving letters were: Capt al ala ato acaae dace a's carne tae are Oe Center TR Cha et eg Be ae taceety oR Fee ee alah Forward (AM aGOE Remar ira tye Ce he ee acl Ae Forward 1 Rese oa v9 Das Raber Pee oy Ma eee he Na Forward gh anity Huey aoe ce are Oe eas Forward TEDL ae aceme ts Sade e aaicee Bae Se Guard Wralsttar out 5 ets es i Oe Dae oe = Guard hE le ee aay oeitn feo gigs saie sey ee ek Guard itlaBaoe eek tes ee iin wenn cote ek aCe ee Manager Lower Basketball S in the Upper School, basketball was the A most popular game in the Lower School. The games played were all intramural, between the Vikings and the Cyclops. In the first group the Vikings won three out of the five games played, but in the second group the Cyclops took four to the opponents one. The captain for the Viking first team was White; the second team, Brown. The captain for the a Cyclops first team was Wischmeyer; for the second team, Towl. Wischmeyer won the foul shooting contest, and was one of the high point scorers, Towl being the other. Letters were awarded to: Swetland White Wischmeyer DeWitt Walker Cooley Ireland Towl Thirty-one rt 1 9 3 3 {a BAWKEN SCHOOL 2S. Baseball UE to the absence of the two upper grades this year’s Senior team was smaller and undoubtedly less formidable than of former years. The Red and Gray had only a fair season, losing four games to the two won. In the first game, played at Roxboro, the team suffered the most decisive defeat of the season, 29 to 3. Next we journeyed to Shaker where another defeat was encountered, this time 19 to 1. In the following week Mayfield was played in the first encounter. on the home field. This again turned out poorly, Mayfield winning by a 10 to O score. A week of hard practice bore fruit as the same Shaker team from whom we had taken a crushing defeat, played a return game at Hawken and only won by one run, 8 to 7. Then came our first win. Park journeyed to Hawken, and took a severe drubbing to the tune of 11 to 0. In the closing game of the season the team played a return game at Park, and again were victorious, this time 9 to 0. In the Red and Gray series the Reds proved themselves far superior, taking the seven game series with the loss of only one game. The following received letters: Calfee Hruby Kerr Vilas Collacott Baker Goff H. Matthes Peck M. Matthes Morgan Wilson Track (1932) SENIOR N the annual track meet between the Red | and Grays two boys dominated the affairs of the day. These two were Channing Goff and Bob Coulton. The 100 and 220 yd. dashes were run with Coulton topping Goff by a scant margin in both events. In the former Bob set a new school record of 10.4 seconds. In the 120 yd. low hurdles Dave Swetland won with a new record of 14.2 seconds. Dick Morgan came in not far behind. The high jump was first and seconded by Jimmy Lin- coln and Dick Morgan respectively. In the 350 yard run Pete Hallaran ran first, with Webster second. Channing Goff showed his talent in the broad jump when he leaped 18 feet 10 inches to win the event. Pete Hallaran came in second. The surprise of the day came when Bob Webster bettered the mark of Swet- land, the favorite, by two inches to win the pole vault. The record breaking event of the day was Dick Dyer’s feat in putting the shot to a new record of 41 feet 8 inches. He was seconded by Peter Hallaran. As an exciting climax to the day the Red relay team composed of Morgan, Hallaran, Thirty-two Swetland, and Coulton set a new record to beat their rivals and win the meet for the Reds. Only three letters were awarded. These went to: Coulton ( Capt.) Dyer Swetland MIDDLER ARS EX most spectacular person of last year’s middler track season was David Daven- port. This fleet-footed lad turned in five firsts and two seconds to lead the individual scoring. He won the 100 yard dash; Keller coming in second. In the 75 yard dash Wood was his nearest opponent. With a jump of 14 feet 6 inches Dave won the broad jump. Wood and Kerr tied for second. In the 50 yard dash and the high jump Dave also showed his superiority. Bill Bishop took first place in the baseball throw; Murch second. In the base running Winchell Keller outran Davenport to take first by a very small margin. Murch with a tremendous heave won the shot-put and Davenport took second. To close the day the Red relay team com- posed of Wood, Keller, Merryweather, and Gillies covered the distance in a surprisingly short time to win the event. | AYAVAVAVAYAYAYAS DRAMATICS Scene from Christmas Play The Christmas Play Our Christmas play, the annual medieval pageant, drew, as usual, a large and enthusiastic audience, who were treated to many scenes of nobility composed of villainy and swagger. King Arthur, in whose court our drama is set, was played with dignity by Frank House. Sir Dagonet, the jester, was portrayed ably by Amasa Bishop, and the seneschal, Sir Kay, was done by Oliver Brooks. Thirty-four Now we come to the heroes and villains of the piece. The gallant Sir Launcelot incurs the enmity of Sir Mordred, Sir Agravaine, Sir Gatheris, and Sir Colegrevaunce. They plan to kill him, but their plans are overheard by Christopher, the kitchen-boy. He hurries to Sir Gareth who promises to look into the mat- ter, but who is badly wounded in a tournament. Christopher in desperation dresses in Sir Launcelot’s armor and is wounded by the con- spirators in the dark. Sir Launcelot mystified by the loss of his armor arrives at the feast of Arthur’s court. There Sir Mordred attempts to sit in the Siege Christmas, but is repulsed by a flash of fire and a voice from heaven. Sir Gareth has stepped out in the meantime. He now returns with Christopher in his arms, and not realizing what he is doing, puts him in the Siege Christmas. The prophecy is fulfilled and the curtain falls with the knights kneeling in prayer. The play was certainly a success and we think that Mr. Haydn should be immensely congratulated for his production, which he both wrote and directed himself. The entire cast-in order of appearance ap- pears below: Herald William McCoy King Arthur Frank House Sir Lucan Richard Cooley Sir Oliver Brooks Sir Shelley Tolles Sir Melville Ireland Sir Willard Walker Sir Gareth Allan DeWitt eit, Lieonetiie. tw cane. a Amasa Bishop Sir Agravaine Robert White Sir William Peck Sir Paul Swetland Sir Bedivere Robert Crowell Sir Lionel Jack Finley Sir Hal Wischmeyer Sir Colegrevaunce Henry Fleek Christopher Jimmie Greene Second Herald Peter Towl Shop Keeper Timmy House RPT GUC ivdats | wet een tate Alexander Hadden Sir Ulfius Ralph Brown Vendor .. Nelson Logan Bishop John Hadden Thirty-five KJ Pm rm 1 9 3 3 === HAWKEN SCHOOLS====— mie The Players Club ; ROMPTLY vat+.8:30,. Friday” evening, Prive: 24th, the curtain in the Hawken chapel rose, revealing to a crowd of about two hundred parents and friends of the school the interior of a pirate den, lavishly decorated after the time-honored fashion of all sea-dogs than which even Flint, the most exacting of captains, could desire no more. The first of our acquaintances were the Duke and Patch- Eye (Hume Wallace and Humphrey Nash), two extremely villainous-looking ex-members of the crew of the “Spitting Devil,” whom we discover harking back to “the happy days” when they “‘sailed with old Flint on the Spanish Main,” their everyday wants (grog mostly) be- ing attended to by an affectionate old hag, Dar- lin’, alias Peter Hitchcock. Thlarty-six In the course of the play the two sentimental rufans are joined by Dixon Morgan, who, as Red Joe, was well suited for the role of a gay, handsome and dashing hero, and Betsy, the heroine, (Robert Morse to you) transformed into a winsome lass by the charitable hand of the make-up man, The part of the Captain, taken by Kenneth Baker, was very well acted, Baker having a natural aptitude for the show and bluster so essential to the character. Thomas Alexander played Old Meg, a fortune- teller, realistically enough to send shivers down the spine of the most blasé onlooker. The minor roles of sailors were convincingly done by Jack Wilson, Mills Rowden, Scott Inkley and Charles Collacott. Too much credit cannot be given to Mr. Robert S. Adams who throughout the past few weeks has sacrificed much of his time and ener- gies to the direction of this drama and without whose invaluable aid and criticism the play could never have been presented. Also worthy of special mention is the stage committee which, under the able supervision of Mr. Stephens, produced the attractive scenery. The excellent work of Messrs. Merryweather and Mihalik, costumer and properties man_ respectively, merits notice and commendation. Disregarding the few slight errors, mistakes such as are likely to occur in any production of amateur actors, we find that as a whole the play was well worth while from the standpoint of both audience and participants. The Players Club members are: Hames Watlaceve pete eee. eee President Robert) MOrsé teres 4 Pcie Vice-President Peterslatcheock tscuctsoiene te te Secretary James Lincoln Hubert Merryweather David Nutt Egon Mihalik Dixon Morgan Humphrey Nash Ken Baker Malcolm Vilas ——eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee aS... aaa eS S____aaen LEE ee SSS aa NSS Qa LITERATURE Reverie By Humpurey Nasu The last assignment being done, I, venting thankful sighs, Throw down my pencil on the desk And wearily arise. Irresolute, I cast around, Then switching off the light, Am plunged at once in dark profound, With aid of neither sight nor sound, I stumble through the night. Not caring where my footstep falls, But guided by mere impulse blind, Went, groping, downward through the halls, My fingers brushing ’gainst the walls, And in the parlor myself find. The firy embers on the hearth Glare at me balefully from their bed: And o’er the dimly outlined room Their ruby radiance shed, And cloak the near-surrounding chairs In subdued sunset red. Languidly I lay me down; Not knowing potent force impells, Let the softly smouldering coals Weave around me magic spells. If served aright by memory, Whilst in this self-same reverie, F’en as the firelight’s crimson glow Doth on the wall the shadows throw, So they used to leap and play, And in a like fantastic way, With that same wild rhythm they Gamboled for me years ago. How long I sat I do not know, Just musing in this vein, Idly wond’ring if I'd e’er Sit in this spot again, And with the ghosts of former selfs Run memory’s happy lane. Thirty-eight A Way Out By Drxon MorGan With depression right and left, And our minds almost bereft, With Prohibition, Foreign Debts, and all this crime ; There is advanced a plan, By which its sponsors can See prosperity ahead for us in time. a Now Technocracy appears, As proposed by many seers, As a practical solution to this mess; It is hard to understand, By the people of the land, Yet it’s started quite a ruckus in the press. When we think of third dimensions, And those blooming new inventions, That are robbing men of work ’most every minute ; This unemployment situation, That's stirring up the nation, We begin to think that there is something in it. It would be nice indeed, If by all it was agreed, To restrict the hours spent in daily grind; So that all might get ahead, And still earn their daily bread, And relieve the pressing needs of all mankind. After all it is a thought, Out of which there may be wrought A salvation to peoples of the world; And we pause a while and pray, That we may live to see the -day, That Technocracy will hoist its flag unfurled. A Blizzard By HERBERT SPRING, Grade 7 WILL tell a story told me by my father. Twenty-five years ago when my father was a freshman in college, he spent his summer vacation working in a construction camp in Colorado. A construction company was harnessing the waters of Boulder Creek located at the foot of the Arapahoe Peaks. This dam was built for the purpose of supplying water and power to Northern Colorado. The camp was situated in the mountains eleven thousand feet above sea level. This be- ing the case, it was necessary to pour the con- crete in the short period of July and August, due to the sudden changes in temperature. The concrete was mixed on the side of the moun- tain; and was carried in huge buckets, contain- ing five tons each, on a cable stretching from mountain to mountain, and then lowered to the ground where a derrick ninety feet high would pick up the bucket, and dump it into the de- sired place. It was my father’s duty to stand upon a small platform’ one hundred feet in height, and sig- nal with his hands to the engineer of the der- rick, as to the place along the dam where the concrete was to be dumped. The engineer from his cabin could not see the pit where the laborers were spreading the concrete. In early July my father was working the “graveyard shift,” that is he was working from eleven o'clock at night to seven o’clock in the morning. About two a.m. a terrible bliz- zard suddenly blew from the mountain peaks. The snow was heavy and wet, the engineer had difficulty in making the brakes on the engine hold since the sleet and snow had dampened the brake linings, but the work went on in spite of the storm. During the height of the gale the engineer with his derrick had picked up a huge bucket of concrete, and swung it over the pit where about five hundred men were spread- ing concrete. All of a sudden the bucket com- menced to move slowly downward. The en- gineer called to my father that his brakes could not hold the load, by reason of their dampness. The bucket was falling faster and faster. My father was almost frantic. He tried to warn the men in the pit below, but they could not hear him on account of the storm. Finally the brakes gave way altogether, and the bucket went crashing into the pit onto the bodies of five men, killing them all. These bodies lie buried in the great Colorado Boulder Dam today. The pouring of concrete was so important that the superintendent would not stop work long enough to remove the bodies. My dad said that the superintendent was the meanest man in the world. Nothing was so cheap to him as a human life. Seventh Grade Memoirs By Fuzzy I think that I shall never see A guy like “Macky” used to be. He’d send the bright boys from the room And keep us dim-wits there in gloom. The bright ones would go out and play ; The half-wits study through the day. My weary head would turn outside Where other playmates did abide. My eyes would watch that small dark ball, While at my back stood fierce and tall The fiercest master of them all. Thirty-nine Tey Nil =) —— Conscience By Humpurey Nasu | rete the fact that the sky was sul- lenly overcast with heavy thunder- clouds and the heat, foretelling the ap- proach of a storm, almost oppressive, the day seemed fair and mild to young Amos Martin as he sped down the narrow ribbon of concrete which would lead him home to his wife and son. For had not he, junior partner in the law firm of Horne, Evans and Martin, today won his first important case? Happy! None had greater right to be than he. Even old Evans, who seldom spoke except in mono- syllables, had gone out of his way to congratu- late him on his handling of the affair. It had not, he admitted to himself, been done badly His imagination, captured by the limitless opportunities which this latest success ope ned to him, led him on to further speculation. If he could win even a moderate number of cases such as this, his future would be assured. Endless possibilities for expansion of his com- pany presented themselves while rosy visions of a magistracy flitted through his head. Thus engrossed in day-dreaming, he failed to notice that his foot had unconsciously crept down on the accelerator and that the needle of his speedometer hovered in the middle fifties, A dull thud—the car shivered slightly from the force of the impact. Abruptly Amos came down to earth. Peering hastily back through the gathering gloom he descried a dark and shapeless bundle huddled by the side of the road. His first impulse was to go back to see the extent of the damage and to be of whatever assistance he might. He therefore slowed down the coupe and prepared to descend. Then, as he paused with his hand on the door handle, the full magnitude of the disaster struck him. If his victim died he would be hailed in- to court on a charge of manslaughter carrying penalties of from one to twenty years. It never entered his head that he might not be at fault. No! In allowing his attention to wander he had committed an unforgivable crime. In his mind's eye he pictured himself standing before the cold and unsympathetic Judge Ormsby, who Forty presided over all such trials, and gazing into his wooden face as he pronounced sentence. As a result of this one error, this single lapse, his whole career would be blasted; he himself forced to resign from the bar association and moreover disgrace and misery heaped upon his innocent wife and child. To the young at- torney in this darkest moment of his life there seemed but one course clear. Mercifully the storm broke. A Se On the front page of the Times the follow- ing morning one might have found full details of the mysterious disappearance of a promis- ing young barrister, while in an inconspicuous paragraph on an obscure page was recorded the finding of a stunned and severely bruised child the preceding evening by the side of the Lawrenceville highway. ae ee ( Having knocked cautiously on the door and having been bidden in gruff accents to enter, the deputy summoned his courage, opened the door, laid a batch of Sheriff Ira Jordan’s mail on the desk and expeditiously retired. The good sheriff, a short, pompous and somewhat florid individual, promptly began what would probably be the only business of the day, the sorting of his correspondence. Almost at once his eye was attracted by a long blue envelope, in the upper left hand corner of which was a notice to the world at large that it came from the New York State Department of Justice. Business communica- tions were a rarity in the sheriff’s isolated district, therefore this missive was accorded all the deference proper to the law department of so great a state and took precedence over all others in Mr. Jordan’s program. Inserting a pudgy finger beneath the. flap, he ripped the envelope and withdrew the docu- ment it contained. To his immense astonish- ment it proved to be a warrant for the arrest. extradition, and transportation to New York of one Walter Strong, a wealthy and influential rancher of the region. Perceiving that ‘the matter called for his immediate attention, the sheriff sighed, took down his holster from the peg on which it had so long hung and waddled forth in pursuance of his duty. Shown into the palatial homestead of the cattle king by an obsequious Japanese butler, the sheriff found its owner pacing anxiously to and fro in front of a fireplace larger than any he had ever before seen. Momentarily taken aback by the magnificence of his sur- roundings and by the surprising youthfulness of his quarry, Ira was at a loss for words. Finally he cleared his throat: “Mr. Strong, I ‘believe?’ “Yes, what can I do for your” “Tt is my painful duty to inform you that you are under arrest.”’ “Upon what charge?’ “Well,” here Mr. Jordan from the depths of his uniform produced the aforementioned document, “you’re wanted by the New York Department of Justice to appear before Judge Ormsby on May —” Glancing up from his reading the sheriff was startled to see wild despair written upon his man’s countenance and was alarmed at the ; ; : A Winter’s Evening By Amie BisHop The sun with its everlasting light Lit upon the hills of white Which in the sparkling radiance shown Like a thousand mirrors unknown And up into the atmosphere The floating clouds, far and near, Turned first red, then yellow, last white As the day turned into night. And far up in the misty air The evening stars seemed to flare The planets, Mercury and Mars, With all the near and far off stars Seemed to sparkle with its light Most wonderful, most shining bright And in the East, low in the sky The sweet, mellow moon slowly drew nigh To cast its rays upon the snow To again make it shine and sparkle so. deathly pallor which suffused his cheeks. “Anything wrong?” he inquired solicitously. “No, [’m quite alright, thanks. Just a little nerves. Here, have a seat, will you, while I throw my things together. I shan’t abscond.” Sheriff Jordan nodded, picked up a maga- zine; settled himself comfortably in one of the luxurious chairs to await the return of his host. Hardly had he become absorbed in one of the articles, when a shot rang out. Hastily and awkwardly the sheriff scrambled to his feet, running in the direction from which the noise had come. Door after door he flung open in his quest for the cattle monarch. Then, pre- cious minutes having been wasted in frantic search, the butler ran breathlessly in to an- nounce that he had found his master in the garden outside, dead—a revolver in hand and a bullet through his head. Kia SK Sat Some time later the sheriff was engaged in conversation with a friend. “No,” said he, wrinkling his brow, “I don’t at all see why he committed suicide. He was only wanted on a charge of hearding gold.” Batting Rally By WINCHELL KELLER Oh, the grandstand mob is roaring, And the coacher’s cry is shrill; A vocal blast is pouring, Where the bleacher rooters mill; The upper tier is raving, In an outburst of delight, And a hopeful coach is waving To the bull-pen out in right ; For the home-team bats are swinging As the sluggers crowd the plate And the speeding spheres are singing, When against the walls they spate ; With each s ucceeding tally There’s another burst of glee, For the home-team’s in a rally, And their bats are swinging free. Forty-one Who? (With apologies to Edwin Markham and to those who like to scan their verse) By Humpurey NAsH ok xk x PROLOGUE Sartorial, immaculate, with well-groomed head, he sits, And bends an empty gaze upon the air ; 3ut the look of rapt attention appearing on his face, Belies the very vacuum of his stare. k k x CoM MITTAL As water skirts a stone in the swift-rushing streain, Wise words flow past his inattentive ear ; And only there abides the impression of a dream, Paid for with minutes which he never can re- claim ; Time purchased dear. ER Sk oe JUDGMENT Thus when the fatal day and hour have finally come around, For youth to meet the tests which Olympus doth devise ; And when the fateful chimes throughout the corridors resound, Then will this huge dumb terror up in his tracks arise, Ask with innocuity no less guileless than it seems, Have we ever had these subjects or discoursed upon these themes? L’ENvo! ©, Masters, lords and rulers in all lands, No wonder our asylums are so full, Of those who strove to impart wisdom to, This thick, resistant, and insensate skull. Weather By RoGerR CLapp This winter has been an unsettled one. First rain and snow and then the sun Have come to keep us all perplexed, Trying to guess which would be next. Sometimes we'd have a bit of snow, And to the hill we’d hope to go, But when the afternoon arrived, We’d find the snow had not survived. But now that snow has come at last, We hope it will not go so fast. We hope that it will stay awhile Until the spring sun starts to smile. Forty-two Spring By Hume WALLACE When I see the white clouds floating high, Carried swiftly along by the breeze, I soon forget that all things die; And the piles of last year’s leaves. For the air is pure; The sun is bright; The earth seems made For the mind’s delight. Therefore I stand and gaze, Watching the white clouds pass; Or wander in pleased amaze - Over the new-grown grass. Lower School Literature A Mystery Story xX. ROBERT VAIL was sitting by his desk in the State Building when some- one knocked on his door. Mr. Vail said, “Come in.” The door opened and in walked a man with a revolver in his hand. Ten minutes later the man walked out. About an hour later someone else knocked on Mr. Vail’s door. There was no answer. Again he knocked, and still there was no an- swer. Then the man opened the door and walked in. He found Mr. Vail lying on the floor. The man quickly reached for the phone. The wires were cut. He ran to the next office and asked for a phone. He found one and called the police. The police came and went to his office. They found that Mr. Vail had not been shot or strangled. They could not tell whether he had been poisoned or not. Later they found he had been poisoned. The police had one clue. That was that there was a scratch on his right hand, and that he had been poisoned through the scratch. When the police had found all this information there was only one thing left to do and that was to find out who had poisoned Mr. Vail. Mr. Vail’s secretary was questioned and also the man who had called the police, and many other people. One day one of the detectives was looking at Mr. Vail’s desk. He picked up one of the pencils which was on the desk, and found a small pin with poison on it. He called the chief of police and told him to come up to Mr. Vail’s office. The chief came up and found that Mr. Vail had been poisoned by the pin. The question was now, “Who had poisoned him?” Down at the police station the detective had found a man who had testified that he was in Mr. Vail’s office an hour before Mr. Vail was poisoned. He said he had a gun on him, be- cause Mr. Vail had employed him as private detective. The chief of police was taking fingerprints of the pencil and the pin. He found Mr. Vail’s fingerprints on both the pencil and the pin. He also found a bottle of poison in Mr. Vail’s desk. With all these clues the chief finally came to the conclusion that Mr. Vail had committed suicide. ° —By Rospert WHITE, Sixth Grade. Pat O’Leary of the 5th Battalion HIS story begins in an Irish battalion on the western front. The date is Monday, August 25, 1918. Now Pat was a red headed Irishman, a whole-hearted fellow to meet in peace, but a devil to meet in war. Now on Monday morning at two o’clock, his captain said they were going to have a charge. The bugle rang out; it was the sign to charge. The German machine guns began spitting mes- sengers of death. Pat saw one of his best friends fall down, never to rise again. Now Pat knew that the Germans had their guns trained on the battalion, so he crept around to the other side of the Germans, so that he could see their profiles. O’Leary stood up and popped the machine gunner. Then Pat pulled out his forty-five and plugged the rest. Now Pat’s Irish blood was up. One machine gun nest didn’t seem to be enough, so he charged another nest and captured it. In all, he had killed six Germans and captured two. On November 11, 1918, the armistice was signed; Pat got the golden cross for bravery. Pat went home to his mother in Newry, Ire- land, and lived happily ever after. —By Hat WISCHMEYER, Sixth Grade. ’ Killing a Woodchuck NE morning I awoke early, dressed and went downstairs. While I. was going downstairs, I saw my dad and my two brothers going to shoot a woodchuck. Forty-three When they had gone I took out my Daisy, drip- ping with “Three in One!” Then I went out- side to a rock pile which was near a highway. It was said that a woodchuck lived there, so I held my gun ready to shoot the woodchuck. A car was coming up the highway as I finally shot at and missed the woodchuck. The bullet hit the car’s windshield. I ran into the house and got mother to come out. Then I stayed behind mother when the man came up our driveway, and I said that I had thought his car was a woodchuck. Then he said I had to pay four dollars and seventy-five cents for the broken windshield. After that I never wanted to kill a woodchuck again. —By Wi iiam PEckK, Fifth Grade. Written by ME JOHN TeeMcCART HY Read by ROBERT MORSE ODAY is Good Friday. It is a day which makes the studied indifference of a num- ber of us an undignified gesture. It is true, to be sure, that many conflicting inter- pretations have been propounded concerning the solution of Christ’s acts; but it is quite as true that His life offers to us a glorifying ex- ample of human conduct at its sacrificial best. As a boy, His life was no different, in a great part, from that of His friends. As He grew to manhood, however, and as His mission de- veloped, He left the trodden paths and mounted to heights of surpassing endeavor. His was a life which passed through most of the chang- ing phases of existence, from sacrifice to chal- lenge, from disappointment to hope and fulfil- ment, from humbleness to majesty. It seems to have searched the depths and heights of all human feeling. And today, just as history cannot carry us back to the irrevocable past, but merely reveals to us how much of the past survives in the present, so the story of the life and death of Christ can only show us how much of His teaching and ethics has seeped into the life of Forty-four the world. As Christians, we should be inter- ested in encouraging the spread of the com- pensative doctrine of Christ. Though he may have crystallized, only, some of the profound tenets of Taoism and Confucianism, and though his whole existence may be a phantasy or myth, Christ symbolizes, at least, the yearn- ing of a great part of the human race for a solace and comfort which no earth-born or earth-bound creature seems to have been able to provide. The artist has referred to Him in the words “Eece Homo!” Behold mankind! Indeed Christ’s last day represents humanity in its most hopeless moments. He was subjected to all the pains and griefs of man. “Quare me repulisti, Domine?’ ‘‘Wherefore hast thou forsaken me, O Lord?” he cried out when he sipped the bitter cup offered to him by his brutal captors, as He clung to the cross. But His fall into the depths of despair merely em- phasized his rise to the pinnacle of Hope, when, just before he completed the great sacrifice, he offered to His Lord these memorable last words: “Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do.” It is well, therefore, to think of Christ first as a man who gave an un- rivalled example of clean, upright, courageous, and hopeful living, and then as the Son of God, the promised Redeemer. ‘That the better self shall prevail, and each generation introduce its successor to a higher plane of life,” are the words of a Christian gentleman given to Hawken students as an in- spiration to greater zeal in seeking the truth. They come out of the wealth of Christian philosophy. Your education is intended to be Christian ; it is founded upon doctrine preached by Christ. Lift up your heads, therefore, and seek Him, lest you emphasize too much the sorrow and grief along life’s highway, and see only the dead and the grave. Therefore of all the great personages men- tioned and honored by you in this Chapel, it is eminently fitting that the man who has pointed the way to love of mankind—and to every- thing clean and decent in it—and to peace on earth, should be first in your thoughts, ever, and particularly on this day which memorializes His death. DAY BY DAY Pd ri 1 2) 2 3 eS TAWKEN SCHOO baa hie Day By Day SEPTEMBER 21, 1932 Gloom prevails! All around me I see what were once happy faces clouded over, as though by some recent bereavement, and—well the rest is up to your imagination, gentle reader, for Ye Scribe, having been appointed the amanuensis (Ed. nothing of the sort was said) for the Year Book and thinking to get something done be- forehand, immediately sat down and produced nothing more than the doleful lines above. But, alas, I could not find honest occasion to use them. In reality the school enjoyed the most auspicious opening day within the writer’s memory, there being fine weather, a good lunch and a new Headmaster, Mr. Carl N. Holmes, whom I am sure we shall all like. SEPTEMBER 22 Mr. Mack (during tenth grade History) : ‘“— end every human body they found in Pompeii had been petrified.” Wilson (innocently): “Well I don’t see why they can’t preserve people’s bodies that way instead of burying them?” Mr. Mack (shaking his head): ‘No one has yet been successfully fossilized.” A skeptical smile played momentarily upon the faces of those present. (Joke?) SEPTEMBER 23 At last ‘tis Friday night, though, Heaven knows, we thought it would never come, and we have a whole week-end to recuperate from the terrible nervous shock which school has given us. Ye Scribe heartily agrees with Hume Wal- lace in that all schools should be abolished and my opinion of football practice is—(Censored). It would tear sympathy, so-to-speak, from a brass monkey to see what physical wrecks are most members of the Senior squad. SEPTEMBER 26 Today during a certain period a happy t hought occurred to us. This is an extemely rare event, so please pay attention in propor- tion. Why, we asked ourselves, had we not made time drag as heavily on our times while summer was still here as it did in this par- ticular class? Perhaps if we had done so, that is, lengthened every moment into an eternity of Forty-six time, we might even now be in the middle of vacation instead of at the beginning of count- less books and difficult assignments. SEPTEMBER 27 The powers that be are now discussing the feasibility of an Upper School publication. Here Ye Scribe finds himself at a standstill, nothing more to record. SEPTEMBER 28 The decree hath recently come down from Olympus that we petty mortals must hence- forth, instead of remaining at our humble desks as has been the custom from time immemorable, vacillate like animated puppets between the various classrooms in each of which, enthroned upon beetling heights of knowledge and sur- rounded by a court of books, there sits one of the lesser dieties who, with majestic mien and unturrowed brow, regards us as a judge his court and marks us each and every one for scholastic slaughter. Which all reminds us of the ancient saying (through analogy of course) : “If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the mountain.” Only to see the point you have to look at it inversely. SEPTEMBER 30 To those of us who played in the Roxboro game the word blue has two meanings for we are blue both physically and mentally. The game resulted in a score of 13 to 0 Roxboro’s favor, so, you see, we have good cause. One of the highlights of the game was a splendid end- run by Goff which netted us we-don’t-know- how-many yards. OcToBER 3 Something really important happened today ! Hawken must have some sort of a fairy god- mother for it actually came to pass that school began fifteen minutes later than usual as per announcement. ‘This act of divine Providence allows us to snatch an extra quarter hour of sleep in the morning and for even such a brief respite we are deeply grateful. OcToBER 4 Nothing much to record. A number of sen- iors managed to maltreat that poor tackling 1 9 3 3 === HAWKEN SCHOOLS dummy, receiving for their noble efforts a choice assortment of varicolored bruises. Also a hard- playing Lower School team took a drubbing at the hands of a far heavier set from Lyndhurst. OcToBeErR 6 A cold, wet day and what’s more important Yours Truly does not feel sufficiently inspired to write any lengthy phrases. (Who would after football practice?) OcToBER 7 Practically perfect football weather and Ye Scribe had the honor to participate, if only in a minor way, in a game with Mayfield which re- sulted in a score of 12 to 6, our favor, of course. OcroBEerR 10 Last week the senior class was both surprised and delighted to discover its photographic sem- blance posted on a conspicious page of Parade. Now we learn that our handsome profiles are to grace the leaves of yet another publication, though this time in the guise of football players and because of this we go from transports of joy to a seventh heaven of ecstasy. Why, after all that publicity Ye Scribe feels that he has a chance to be President. OcToBeER 12 O Tempora! O Mores! To think that ever the day would come when an appeal for old clothing made by the Collection Committee would fail to produce results. But, alas, such, we fear, is the case, because, since a capacious box was installed in one corner of the Commons Room three days ago, not a vestige of a gar- ment has appeared and even the silver-tongued oratory of Jack Wilson has brought no response. A forceful speech from Mr. Stephens looms darkly on the horizon. OcToBerR 13 Once again that fairy-godmother has appeared in our midst. The latest benevolence is a Wed- nesday afternoon absolutely free, no football, no study, no nothing, just time on our hands, time which we may dispose of as we please, no striv- ings attached. Needless to say the majority of us devote this period to so-called “‘constructive activity.” OcrToBER 14 Miss Elbrecht, our efficient secretary, who, rumor has it, knows the whereabouts of every last paperclip in the school, has left. Knowing what confusion will result from her departure, we are sorry to see her go but at the same time we join with faculty, boys and friends in ex- tending our sincere wishes for her future hap- p:ness. OcroBerR 15 The Press Club held another of its infamous meetings, the purpose of which was to decide on a name for the paper about-to-be-published ; but nothing was accomplished mostly because everyone suggested a name and then stuck by it, unwilling to concede an inch. OcToBER 17 On coming to school this morning we were greatly cheered by the announcement of ex- aminations to take place during the next two days. Later while in the locker-room we overheard a hollow voice say in accents disconsolate, “At least I can’t do any worse than flunk.” Listen, optimist, you can “die in the house” via MacMahon (we know). OcToBER 18 Tsk! Tsk! See what exams have done for us. The enormous mental stress has, I fear, seri- ously affected some, among whom is the writer (including Ye Scribe). For this noon we, in one of our more lucid moments, were privileged to witness the amazing spectacle of ordinarily sane tenth graders engaged in so elementary a game as “Keep-the-ball-from-Wilson.” In this charming pastime we find that there are two sides; one consists of a large number of Uppers (no, I don’t mean teeth or berths) and the other of Wilson. The pill is thrown from man to man just before Jack charges, arms waving, upon the passer, the sphere being to our impet- uous friend somewhat like Mr. Stephen’s “‘finite but unapproachable limit.” The apparent pur- pose of the sport is to provide the behemoth with violent exercise in which respect it has suc- ceeded most admirably taking only five minutes to reduce Jack to a steaming, mowing maniac. OcroBER 19 ‘“Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin.’”’ Already I see the writing on the wall; already I hear the ominous words falling from the lips of the prophets and in my mind’s eye can envision the painful scenes. Alas! I feel that I have met my Waterloo. Forty-seven Pi Ps 1 9 3 3 a HAWKEN SCHOOL i= OcrToBeR 21 In an impressive ceremony which took place in the gymnasium, the members of the seventh grade were formally welcomed into the Upper School and at the same time into either the Red or the Gray. Nash started the ball rolling with a sample of his eloquent oratory in behalf of the Student Council, Wilson and Merry- weather following with speeches for the Red and the Gray respectively. After the roll call, new boys joined with old in singing the society songs ; the whole school then united to shake the rafters with ““O, loyal sons of Hawken.” OcToBER 25 Four perfect Indian summer days in succes- sion are too much for Ye Sedate Scribe. Even he has become infected with the all-permeating Hallow’een germ, having gone so far as_ to slightly expand past experiences in the telling and to hint at dire deeds to be performed in the near future. Presently, though, there will come from various exalted sources a series of ad- monitory lectures to dampen our enthusiasm. No doubt that long anticipated evening will be just another wet, cold, raw and altogether or- dinary Hallow’een (Ed’s note, Pessimist). I have also something very much out-of-the- ordinary to report. There are, apparently, a few frivolous skunks given to disporting them- selves in the woods at the rear of the school. Till now we never knew that there were any of the little beasts within miles. But we have been disillusioned; for during study a delicate odor was wafted to us by the breeze—a perfume which unmistakably identified its owner. OcrToBeER 26 Directly after classes this afternoon, we as- sembled in the Chapel to hear Sergeant Roth of the Cleveland Police Force speak on Safety and to see Mr. Butler, trainer of Silver King, put the famous dog-actor through his paces. Ser- geant Roth’s address acted as an introduction to Silver King, for ‘Silver,’ as his master af- fectionately calls him, is known to many as the “Safety Dog.” Mr. Butler demonstrated that Silver King has a really remarkable intelligence, possessing a comprehensive vocabulary of 285 words, a great deal of acting ability and an amazing versatility. Among other things “‘Sil- ver” showed us that he could sing; and we may add that it would be extremely unfair to dis- Forty-eight criminate between the vocal talents of the dog and those of Jack Wilson (Narcissus, you know the legend of Narcissus, to you). OcrToBER 27 In the absence of Mr. Adams, Mr. Holmes took the Senior Squad down to Western Reserve University to see how a large college trains its gridders, and, perhaps, to let us realize how well off we are under the benign guidance of “Evangeline,” considering the grueling routine the Red Cat cohorts were obliged to undergo. Notwithstanding the fact we still shudder at the thought of such a vigorous priming, we were much impressed by the precision with which Tom Keady’s stalwarts ran off their plays and by the efficient manner in which every member of the team performed his allotted task. OcToBeR 31 To add fuel to the flames of political dissen- sion which has already estranged friends, di- vided houses and turned brother against brother, a Republican rally was staged at the instance of Mr. Holmes. Winchell Keller acted as chair- man while Dave Nutt and Dixon Morgan de- livered the speeches. Due to the insidious ef- forts of Pete Hallaran and other birds of like feather (Democrats I mean) to discredit the speaker by asking silly questions, the meeting was somewhat protracted, but, the slim voca- bularies of ‘the Roosevelt exponents soon being exhausted, the Republican generals were left in possession of the field. NoveEMBER 1 The Lower Team met Park with disastrous consequences, coming in the shape of a 13—0O drubbing. NOVEMBER 2 Hawken clashed with its traditional rivals and conquered 37—0. About one hundred were present to witness Hawken’s spectacular tri- umph over Western Reserve Academy, tickets for the game having been sold by Jack Wilson and his committee, all proceeds acruing to the Community Fund. NovEMBER 3 One football game on top of another! The Park School came out en masse to watch a Park team in conflict with our Middlers but were doomed to disappointment, for Park was. re- pulsed. 1 9 3 3 = HAWKEN SCHOOLS ___.,. NovEMBER 4 A number of ill-informed and insincere (we except Morse) Democrats occupied the lime- light for a period this afternoon. Every Re- publican owes these speakers a debt of gratitude since their arguments have undoubtedly helped the Republican cause in Hawken School more than any other thing could possibly have done. One of the outstanding breaks was made by Morse when he denounced the Republicans for taking too much time to present their case and straightaway launched himself into one of the longest and most complicated speeches on rec- ord. Tonight the parents invade Hawken to re- suscitate their school days as well as to learn something about the management of the school. We can only hope that our teachers give them a little sample of what we have received. NovEMBER 7 Both Democrats and Republicans partici- pated in a debate which took place in the chapel during the afternoon study period. The speakers were; for the Dems: Merryweather, Hallaran and Stickle, for the Reps: Nash, Mor- gan, and Nutt. Words flowed fast and free in this discussion, and more than once Mr. Mac was obliged to call time while the orator was delivering the most decisive portion of his argu- ment. Unfortunately for the Democrats, the Republicans had the final rebuttal. At the time of writing, the school sentiment is overwhelmingly Republican, and Ye Scribe even ventures to phophesy that Hoover will carry the school tomorrow by at least 2 to 1, a fairly heavy majority for these difficult days. NovEMBER 8 Upon arriving at school, each boy was pre- sented with a ballot on which were printed the tickets of the two major parties. The election, Mr. Mack in charge, proceeded smoothly enough, the expected rioting and bloodshed failing to materialize. The counting was quickly dis- posed of and at lunch the returns were made public amid much cheering. May we say that the voting, 50 to Hoover to 15 for Roosevelt, ought to conclusively disprove the judgment of two august members of the faculty in awarding the debate to the Democrats. NoveMBER 9 In the brief interval directly preceding classes, the Rev. Fred Adams of St. Paul’s Church told us an amusing anecdote concerning one of his many World War experiences. ‘This talk he humorously entitled “Cocoa and Dough- nuts” pointing out in the course of his story the moral which he had gathered. Also today the school was entertained by another visitor, Miss Haggarty, who came to us through the courtesy of Telling-Belle Vernon. As mechanisms and operations were illustrated upon the screen, she explained to us the various stages in the com- mercial manufacture of ice cream. When, to- wards the end of the film, huge vats full of the luscious commodity were shown, a riot nearly ensued, the air being filled with a chorus of “ohs” and “ahs” expressive of intense feeling. NoveMBER 10 In chapel this evening Wilson rose and fay- ored us with the following announcement. “As you all know the collection committee has placed Community Fund posters in both wings of the building. Someone has swiped one of these. I suspect a member of the tenth grade but I won't mention his name.” And Lincoln blushed! NoveMBER 14 The “Squeeze ’em for Lucre” committee swung into action today and succeeded in mak- ing much ado about nothing. If a cent were given for every word wasted, the campaign would go over with a bang. NovemBer 15 Exams! NoveMBER 16 On invading Hudson to play a return game with W. R. A., the Hawken squad encountered the worst conditions in many years, a gridiron composed of deep mud and snow. Handicapped by the slow field, the team was unable to func- tion properly and accepted a sound drubbing 27—6 from its opponents. NoveMBER 17 The school was addressed this morning by Dr. Wickenden, President of Case Engineering College and Chairman of the Schools’ Division of the Community Fund. He outlined for us the operation of his department and urged us to contribute to the limit of our means. NoveEMBER 18 Hallelujah, and a few other exclamations of Forty-nine Pb it if 9 3 $: joy! The good fairies are still at work, this time helping us accomplish a Community Fund drive, and thus get the promised day of no classes, no requirements, no nuthin’, except have a good time. That is the reason that one may perceive everyone with that beautiful expres- sion of joy sticking out all over. Ye Scribe must be off to join the others. NOVEMBER 21] Just to prove that there is something new under the sun, at least for Hawken students, Mr. Holmes made the announcement of the in- auguration of a new system. We are all to re- ceive certain “pars” for each subject, if which are accomplished a free day is the reward. NOVEMBER 22 Oh, most notable day of joy (anyway joyous for members of the newspaper board)!! The paper has actually appeared, and only two weeks late! Around the Commons Room groups of boys may be seen picking out hidden slams at one of their number. Ye Scribe, along with the other members of the board, is keeping con- cealed until some of the resentment blows over. NovEMBER 23 Ahah!! One more “entertainment” is over. The tenth grade presented “A Night at an Inn,” as melodramatic a production as anyone would care to attend. During the most exciting part a scre am was heard from the back part of the chapel. Suspicion rests its evil gaze upon C. R. S. but this, of course, is not certified. NovEMBER 29 The first of a series of Scholastic Aptitude tests put in its appearance this morning to fur- ther vex our already overtaxed mental powers. In these we are supposed to demonstrate our prowess in doing everything from juggling tri- angles into forming odd shapes to finding dif- ficult antonyms. Why we'll bet that even Mr. McCarthy couldn't tell us the opposite of “taciturn.”’ (That’s what I think of Mr. Mc- Carthy.) NovemMBER 30 Much excitement over coming elections of Student Assembly officers. The air is full of campaign promises and no matter in which di- rection we look we invariably see (but mostly hear) heated arguments as to the relative merits Fifty of the rival candidates. We are constantly be- ing badgered by eager politicans who present us with little mimeographed pledge slips to sign; which we always do, more to be rid of them than for any other reason. We take this op- portunity to reiterate that, if every boy ful- filled all his promises, both sides could not help but win. DecreMBER 4 Hawken today turned the tables on its ancient rival, Roxboro, Champions of the Eastern Con- ference, by the overwhelming score 31—14. To judge from all present indications we can pre- dict that a highly successful season lies ahead. DECEMBER 6 Dr. Williams of the Cleveland Museum of Natural History visited the school and enter- tained us with a lecture on the Metropolitan Park and its many wonders. In the slides which accompanied the talk he pointed out many places of interest to be found on the preserve. DeEcEMBER 12 Nothing has happend in the last few days, so Ye Scribe has not taken the trouble to write anything. However, today following the usual custom, we all go together and warbled a few Christmas carols. The Christmas spirit is run- ning high, so high as even to make a cruel guy like Hallaran forgive a little lad who had trod upon the corns of said gentleman (?). DeceMBER 13 The school has been seized by its annual pre- Christmas attack of Flu. The ranks are slow- ly diminishing, and Mr. Haydn is gradually getting more excited for fear the plague may take some of his blessed “leads” in the Play. DecreMBeER 14 Exams. Nuff said. DecEMBER 15 Ye Scribe was properly astounded upon per- ceiving Mr. McCarthy perched high upon a lad- der, until some kind soul enlightened him. Just decorations for Xmas. Now will you believe that Christmas spirit is high. DrceMBER 16 And here we have the day of days!! The Christmas Play came off (an orchid to Mr. Haydn), and Xmas vacation starts. Can’t write more for sheer joy. wm rs 1 9 3 3 = HAWKEN SCHOOL = nie JaNuarRY 3, 1933 Back again. Ye Scribe feels too depressed to say more. The rest of the sad scene is up to your imagination, gentle reader. JANUARY 4 A special meeting of the Student Assembly was called to vote upon Mr. Holmes’ proposal that we raise the $27.50 necessary to rent the Elysium for a morning. It was finally de- cided to collect a good round sum of of money ($0.80) from those who were going. Not many were willing to go under the circumstances. January 5 Ye Scribe is in an evil humor as he has good cause to be, having missed his “par” by only one subject. All day long the writer sat in classes where the master lost no opportunity to drop sly innuendoes and to tactfully rub in our plight. But wit ye well—to use the expres- sion so often heard in the Christmas Play— teachers suffer equally with pupils physically at least, since they too must arise at as unholy an hour as we. JANUARY 6 Apparently we have renewed another old fea- ture of Hawken school life, i.e., the annual intramural basket-ball games. New regulations from Olympus require that we take part in the ‘arnage, playing at least one quarter. We dis- tinctly recall being conscripted but beyond that nothing. We can say only that we miraculously survived to jot this down. The Grays, by the way, were ignominiously defeated 37-18. JANUARY 7 We have just heaved a deep and _ purely theoretical sigh of relief. At length the first school week of 1933 has drawn to a close. Sel- dom have we been so happy as we were in chapel this evening with the prospect of a week- end of rest before us. January 11 Here, due to reasons beyond his control, Ye Scribe lost track. January 12 In a game with Mayfield Hawken triumphed 28-18. JANUARY 13 Seen on “King of the Mountain” hill: One pretty hard flop taken by Malcolm Vilas. On hearing that Frat had been only slightly injured, Mr. Mack said “Too bad!” JANUARY 14 A slip has occurred. Before the movies in the Chapel after lunch some dope removed the screen so when the projector was turned on, nothing happened; no movies. It took Hitch- cock ten minutes to figure out the difficulty. JANUARY 18 Truly Ye Scribe is stricken dumb with amaze; insurance stocks have soared; even Mr. Stephens has been somewhat affected by the prevailing air of relief. Why? to cut a long story short, Mr. Mack got a hair-cut! But aside from such frivolity, we find that some- thing really important has happened today. A new schedule has gone into effect with its at- tendant worry and confusion (Mr. Stephens made it; blame him) and our lunch time has been shifted one hour. Altogether in our opin- ion things have taken a definite turn for the worse, even after allowing for Mr. Mack’s transformation. JANUARY 19 Ye Scribe is about to do that well-known passing-out act. The Assembly meeting lasted for an hour and a half. Need more be said? JANUARY 24 Remarkably warm weather. Some Spartans even ventured out on the track in gym clothes. January 25 Mr. Craig of the Pennsylvania Indemnity Corp. delivered a timely lecture on automobile accidents. JANUARY 26 Leopold (Nash to you) has been caught pull- ing an absent-minded stunt at last. He ap- peared at this institution sans cravat. When we brought this matter to his attention, he was so startled that he completely lost his com- posure, and nearly burst into tears. He was quieted by Collacott, who gladly donated an extra one. JANUARY 28 | At lunch today for the first time in three months the stern order ‘“‘Posture” failed to materialize; whereat there was much comment. This was Mr. Stephen’s error. JANUARY 30 Directly after the noon recess the eéntire school gathered in the auditorium to watch Fifty-one Pi wm 1 9 3 5 a HAWKEN SCHOOL Bi� __,. Chief Eagle Wing perform for us. Among other things he demonstrated Indian war dances and sung various Indian songs. His skill in leaping in and out of a hoop while dancing and supply- ing his own music drew admiration from the school. Fesruary 1 Exams. Some weak-minded dodo on the chapel committee put up Hymn No. 15. That’s the one that starts, “Oh, Day of rest and glad- ness... What humor! FreBRuARY 2 Repercussions ! Frsruary 3 As a result of exceptional showings in the recent (too recent) tests, we the overworked, undernourished student body received a whole day free. Upper school expeditions set out in the station wagons, one to visit the Nela Park plant of the General Electric Co. and the other to inspect the Lincoln Electric Co. works. At the Lincoln Electric Co. we had the privilege of cutting an iron bar with an oxy-acetylene torch, in which pleasant pastime Mr. McCarthy excelled, beating Mr. Mack in a competition to see who could cut the straighter. Frsruary 6 The tenth grade gave another play, Nerves, which was followed by a lecture on snakes by Professor Clapp. Ye Scribe is so weary from attempts to get himself into a dramatic state that no more from this pen is forthcoming (to paraphase a simple thought in the language used by our noble Humphrey Nash, Editor). FEBRUARY 7 The faculty had a brain storm and permitted us to go all morning sans classes on a sledding, skiing expedition. Well, everyone gets absent- minded. Ferpruary 8 Good things seem to come in flocks. Today in the first basketball game we whipped Rox- boro, 31 to 7. Hallaran starred. Frsruary 13 For the first time this winter we have had an uninterrupted freezing spell. Hope of doing any outdoor skating had been practically aban- doned by most. Nevertheless, either through carelessness or laziness no one had taken home their skates. These opportunists are now well Fifty-two rewarded for their procrastination since Mr. Holmes did away with all classes in order that we enjoy at least one day of skating. Through the kindness of Mr. Halle we were allowed to use a small pond on his Little Mountain estate. There all took part in a very lively hockey game. Frepruary 14 Riotous Year Bk. Bd. meeting held yesterday. Printing contract signed today. Fepruary 15 The Hawken Quintet encountered a power- ful Shaker team, and, after an exciting, hard- fought battle, pulled up ahead, 38-37, the win- ning shot being made from nearly mid-floor by Jimmy Lincoln in the last ten seconds of play. Frpruary 17 Mr. Horton came blithely down the hall at recess carrying with as much care as he would one of his own relations a box containing a gar- ter snake. Frsrvuary 18 On passing through chapel this evening a copy of the alumni bulletin was handed to each. Frspruary 20 Rumor has it that C. R. S. was seen in the faculty room placidly licking a large Raspberry sucker given him by his admirers. Frpruary 21 School let out at 1:45 today amidst general rejoicing and tomorrow, Washington’s birthday, there will be no school. For this dispensation we may thank the fact that Mr. Holmes comes from New England where the holiday is strictly observed and was ignorant of the prev- alent Mid-western disregard, an error of which no former headmaster could possibly have been guilty. FEBRUARY 23 Quite a number of Upper school boys jour- neyed over to Kirk Junior high school to hear an extremely interesting lecture by that famous cosmopolitan, Carveth Wells. FEBRUARY 27 The first (p)rehearsal of ‘““Wappin’ Wharf” took place this afternoon. ‘Nuff said.’ FEBRUARY 28 Exams! Much sorrow. Marcu 1 { A large crowd of parents saw the Lowers give AIAN RALAWN COURTYARD CHATTER rs Commencement 1932 OMMENCEMENT day, 1932, occurred on the tenth of June, a sunny day, which is, as some poet has it, truly the rarest of events. Slightly after ten o'clock the school filed into the chapel, and the services com- menced with “O, God our help in ages past.” Following the chant, Peter Bellamy read a few verses from the Bible and the entire assem- blage joined in repeating the Lord’s Prayer. The Lower School now sang a Bach choral, after which Lewis Affelder read us a selected passage. In the Salutory address, Charles Arter welcomed the parents to the school and briefly outlined the program of the day. Then, according to custom came the passing of the classes, the two graduating taking seats to one side of the chapel while the sixth grade filed up to obtain their certificates from Mr. Smeed and the rest of the Lower School moved forward. The address to the Seniors was very well delivered by Robert Webster, who exposed their weaknesses and lauded their vir- tues. Next Dickey Dyer entertained us with thumb-nail sketches of those boys who had completed the new ten-grade course. An ap- pealing “Valedictory’ address was made for the Seniors by Armour Craig, after which Hubbard Little said farewell on behalf of the Sophomores, pointing out as he did so that his class was unique in that it was probably the only one ever to graduate together with a Senior class. Subsequent to this the hymn, “Forward be our watchword,” was sung and Psalm 19 read. With impressive ceremony the Red and Gray ribbons which covered the latest entry on the mahogany plaque was torn aside, revealing the Head Boy to be Armour Craig. Later the year’s list of honors was published, those stu- dents who had achieved honor grades in scho- lastics or had maintained perfect attendance records being mentioned. Diplomas were now presented to both Seniors and Sophomores by Mr. Stephens and the Benediction pronounced. To signify their departure from the school the two classes withdrew from the chapel. In a short time the whole school assembled out on the playing field to watch the intra- mural track meet. Competition was keen, but Fifty-four 1 9 3 3 SS HAWKEN SCHOOLS wie“ the Reds, as they have done seven times in the past eight years, prevailed, decisively defeating the Grays. When luncheon appeared, it was consumed with gusto, everyone having had a thoroughly enjoyable morning and following that the orchestra, under the direction of Mr. Brewer, treated us to a few numbers. Mr. Horton then awarded track ribbons and base- ball letters to those who had earned them. Again the orchestra entertained us, this time with several excellent solo performances. To climax the day Mr. Stephens announced the results of the year’s Red and Gray point con- test, the Victory cup being given to the Grays (they have won it seven out of nine years) and the track cup to the Reds. In closing the choir rendered the Lord’s Prayer into song and the closing hymn was sung with great feeling. Thus amid joy in accomplishment and sorrow at departure the 1931-32 school year came to a close. AWARDS AND DIPLOMAS On Commencement Day several awards were made. These were as follows: Head Boy—Armour Craig. Perfect Attendance—Lewis A ffelder, Charles Arter, Dickey Dyer. Honor Roll: 12th Grade felder. 10th Grade—Hubbard Little, Robert Web- SLEr: 9th Grade—Dickey Dyer, Robert Morse, Humphrey Nash. 8th Grade—Ralph Stickle, David Nutt. 7th Grade—Roger Clapp, Tom Taplin. The following Seniors received diplomas upon graduation: Armour Craig, Charles Arter, Lewis Affelder, Peter Bellamy. The following boys upon completing the new ten-grade course received diplomas: William Calfee, Robert Coulton, Robert Gale, Gordon James, Hubbard Little, Max Matthes, Henry Matthes, David Swetland, Robert Webster. Upon their graduation from the Lower School to the Upper School, the following were awarded diplomas: Amasa Bishop, Douglas Craig, Marshall Dyer, Scott Inkley, Peter Hoyt, Stuart McKay, Ted Peck, John Put- nam, Mills Rowden, Herbert Spring. Armour Craig, Lewis Af- 1 9 3 3 (sss =H AWKEN SCHOOL Nerves HIS excellent one act play has been twice given by the tenth grade, once for the Hawken parents and again for the stu- dents of Western Reserve Acadamy at Hudson. In the former instance it was presented in conjunction with a lecture on snakes by Profes- sor Clapp, and in the latter as our part of a reciprocal agreement with W.R.A., which brought to us their glee club. The plot has to do with an air squadron in action during the World War and takes place entirely in the mess hall of the unit. It concerns the nervous attack of one member of the squadron and the means he uses to cure himself. For the oc- casion the actors wore their father’s uniforms or those borrowed from friends, making a very neat-looking bunch of officers. The cast was as follows: Peter Crataran 2). J o.c0 5 58 obese oe Capt. Hull Jack Wilson sob Thatch Dixon Morgan Jack Coates Robert Morse Lieut. Overman Hume Wallace Arthur Green Humphrey Nash Frank Smith Malcolm Vilas Bob Langston Jim Lincoln Rook The New Constitution of the Student Assembly UE to the elimination of the two upper grades, the greater part of the constitu- tion of the Student Assembly was in- valid. Accordingly, at the end of last year, President Craig appointed three boys to super- vise the revising, Nash, Morse, and Nutt. During the time of revision Nash served as President of the Assembly, Morse as Secre- tary, and Nutt as Vice-President. The most important change made was the revision of the Executive Committee, formerly composed of 7 members, and now lessened to three, the Assembly officers. Dr. Morgan N the afternoon of January 20th, the boys of Hawken School were given the privilege of hearing Dr. Morgan, Presi- dent of Antioch College. Dr. Morgan spoke on a subject which is growing more puzzling every year; the picking of a career. Although his remarks were extremely valuable to any boy of today, we regret that he did not have time to speak to us more fully on the method Antioch is using to solve the problem of se- lecting a career. Mr. J. Russell Craig R. J. RUSSELL CRAIG of the Penn- sylvania Indemnity Corporation gave a most interesting lecture on ‘Causes and Prevention of Auto Accidents.”” This talk, coming in the midst of winter when streets are icy, was very timely. Mr. Craig quoted some figures which proved beyond all doubt the dangers of fast driving. Among those men- tioned were the time it takes the average per- son to react after unexpectedly observing some object, and the distance an ordinary car re- quires to stop. He also demonstrated a con- traption, built somewhat on the plan of a speed trap, which he suggested we boys might con- struct and thus check up on the traffic speeds in our community. Collection Committee HE first undertaking of the Collection Committee was a collection of old clothes, food and toys to be sent to Hindman School in Kentucky. The boys responded ex- cellently and a letter of thanks was received from Hindman about November Ist. Imme- diately following this came the annual Com- munity Fund drive. The goal was set at $400, the outcome was not certain until the morning on the last day of the drive, when it was an- nounced in chapel that the goal had been reached, and the boys were granted a free day as a reward for their sincere cooperation in this project. It was not until lunch time that the total, including checks and cash, was known to be $458. The last of the undertakings of the Collection (colloquially known as_ the “Squeeze ‘em for Lucre”’) Committee was a drive for toys, food, and clothes to be sent to the Associated Charities, and thence to be dis- tributed among deserving, needy families. This also went over with a bang, and the Collection Committee closed a very successful season. The members of this committee are: Hume Wallace, Peter Hallaran, and Jack Wilson (Chairman ). Fifty-five ri Professor Newcomb On January 18, Professor Newcomb of Cleveland college gave a talk on “How to read.’ In this lecture he explained the value of “skimming” in connection with study and pointed out the manner in which one should divide his time, having informed us that best results could be obtained by reading down the center of the page and by omitting all non- essential verbs and adjectives. Then too he urged. that, after skimming the sections or chapters, we mentally review what we had seen and so fix the subject matter more firmly in our minds. In closing, after having summed up the salient features in his system, he ad- vised us not to study so intensely as to make the work monotonous but to vary our program with light work or to take short recesses. Fourth Grade Play On Thursday, March 2, the Fourth Grade presented a pioneer play called: “The Lost Colony.” It was, with the exception of a few words by Mr. Haydn, written entirely by the members of that class. The characters were as follows: Grade if OLD CARD tari toe akc. goes Bill Peck 5 Dedaiorean oii aia. sive Oliver Brooks 4 OM EE STOWE eles eis ee rene Ralph Brown 4 Chief Squatting Bull t.o0. 6. ©. Brooks + Jams Meloy as stews, xk Dick Cooley 4 Dhicke Pinleye oof coe ere era ors Jack Finley 4 Red “Wind (se 2a ee et Bill McCoy + SWiIkt LE OGEAN ft. tate Jim Greene 4 Biackts Ear yecpe te o h eae nee Bill McCoy 4 Laughine Rivera:A axes ae Jim Greene 4 Chapel Talks So far this year we have had three speakers at our morning chapel services; the Rev. Fred Adams of St. Paul’s Church, Mr. Gladstone Finney of the Fairmount Presbyterian Church, and Rey. Blanchard. Rev. Adams gave us an amusing tale of war- time experiences, the moral of which was, to be courteous and control ourselves. Fifty-six 1 9 S, oF SCHOO... hie The title of Rev. Finney’s address was, “How much does a man really need.” He cited to us Tolstoi’s story of the man who was promised all the land he could walk around between sunrise and sunset. In his greed he made so wide a circle that he was obliged to sprint to complete it before dark. Just as the sun set he crossed the finish line, but: as he did so, his heart failed and though he had won his race, he received only six feet of earth. Rev. Blanchard eulogized Lincoln, advising us to take him for our ideal, and declaring that he was the personification of St. Paul’s epistle to the Corinthians. Last Year at the Summer Camp AST summer quite a few Hawken boys came to the Country Day Camp operated by Mr. Sipple and Mr. Russell at the school. Many interesting developments oc- curred at camp. To begin with John and Henry Fleek found the manual training shop a real paradise and then added to their inter- est in working with wood the art of climbing trees. John and Henry won all the camp’s laurels in tree climbing and a tree to them was simply a convenient step ladder to somewhere. Then there was Hazard Adams who believed that to be a baseball hero one must begin to practice early. This is what he did and before long he had developed a mighty swing with the Louisville slugger. And speaking of base- ball we want to remind you that another hero of the diamond is Dick Cooley. Curley haired Dick has the distinction of being one of the snappiest first basemen in his group and he also swings a mean bat which on several occasions has sent the opposing pitcher to the “showers.” - Down at the Cleveland Club last summer one could always find Bill McCoy at the end of the diving board or paddling around under water at perfect ease. Bill won all points the camp has to offer for swimming and besides he bubbled over now and then with new sug- gestions for swimming qualifications. Edwin Pierce represented the camp’s best talent in dramatics. His self-written, self-directed, and self-acted “mystery” play completely baffled 1 eo 3 3 pee SS HAWKEN SCHOOL S228 the camp audience and some of it still remains unsolved. Eddie has promised that someday he will reveal more about the mysterious ghost. And speaking of spooks and dark places no one will ever forget the night that Bob Coolidge found the treasure in the woods dur- ing one of the evening campfire jamborees. Incidently Bob had to lose his shoe during the hunt and if you don’t think the Hawken School campus is a dark place at night, then just try to find a shoe in the woods when the moon has gone on a vacation. The outstanding equestrian at camp was none other than our well-known Hal Wisch- meyer. With a snap of the reins Hal and his spirited steed, Prince, were off in a cloud of dust leading the rest of us on a merry chase. Prince liked Hal and Hal liked Prince and that’s the whole story. Hal won his camp letter, for in addition to horsemanship, he ex- celled in track, baseball, and water sports. Now Jimmy Greene spent his third summer at camp last season. Jimmy is one of those all-around fellows who can climb hills in a jiffy, play baseball, swim, and do about every- thing. Besides this Jim became the ping-pong champion of the junior group. During the last three summers Jim has won three camp letters ! Marshall Dyer and his cousin Stewart from over in Pennsylvania kept up the good work that is always associated with the “House of Dyer.” Almost any morning Marshall could be seen kicking back the cinders on his hustle around the track. With his unfailing wit and ingenuity Marshall kept the spirit of the camp alive and moving. His cousin Stewart was one of the outstanding performers on both land and sea. Now Fuzzy (Ernest) Furrer came to camp just in time to share in the games with Camp Roosevelt and the Park School Camp. Fuzz also showed us a thing or two about camping for he came to camp after a few weeks outing in Canada. You all remember Johnny Kerr? Well, John was one of the junior counselors at camp and besides he met all comers for golf at the Mayfield Country Club. Most of us have heard of “pars’’ so it is sufficient to say that Johnny “par” in golf was just a couple of A’s. The other boys in camp last summer were Jack Thompson, Paul. Thompson, John Bat- tles, and Bud Campbell from Ludlow School; Bob Gilchrist, Sonny Russell, and Tommy McGowan from Coventry; Ashley Van Duzer and Keith Kline from Fernway School; Bob Boughton from Roosevelt; Roger Davis from Monticello; Eddie Morgan, St. Ann’s; Byron Gates, Fairfax; Warren Lee, Onaway; Bill Barney, Malvern; Leo Frantz, St. Ann’s; John Stalkley from New York, Bill Berkeley from Kent School in Connecticut ; and William Grove from Columbus, Ohio, and visitors now and then. This summer the Country Day Camp will open its fourth season Monday morning June 26th and will continue for eight weeks. It will be operated by Mr. Russell and Mr. Sipple in the usual way. Dick Inglis will be back again to coach baseball and tennis. As many of you already know, Dick graduates from Harvard this June. Well, it won't be long now until the bugle blows for another summer of camp at Hawken School. At the Circus Fifty-seven PM 1 9 3 3 SS HAWKEN SCHOOLS mie Top row (left to right) Nash, Wilson, Wallace, Morgan. Bottom row (left to right) Stickle, Inkley, Morse. NEW activity has appeared at Hawken, the Newspaper, quite a modest affair when compared with our fancy-em- bossed, stiff-covered, Year Book; but a good stamping ground for our amateur poets, authors, sports-writers, mud-slingers, etc. The Board of the Paper consists of six members and two faculty advisers, Mr. Russell to give us technical advice, and Mr. Adams as literary critic. Our Headlines are printed on the school press while the body of the material is run off on the Duplicating Machine. Our profits go toward the fund to buy the School a motor press. There were a’good many fierce arguments down at the little table, where we hold our weekly meetings, before we settled down in our places. Mr. Morgan is our literary man, almost equal ing Nash in the bombasity with which he tilts back his swivel-chair and puts his feet on the desk. Then there is Mr. Morse, the business man- ager, the lad who forgets to mail the papers to our subscribers. Fifty-eight We must not forget that shining light, Mr. Wilson, the Sports Writer. His works are al- ways gone over and corrected before being al- lowed to appear in print. Here is a typical example of his work, “More than by the efforts of any one player the magnificent team spirit Not-to-be-forgotten is Mr. Wallace, the boy who works down in the hot and stuffy print shop occasionally coming up to tell the literary men what he thinks of them. He does the printing and occasionally contributes articles. Then there is Scott Inkley, the assistant printing editor. He mainly occupies himself with printing those miscellaneous affairs which form quite a large part of the paper’s revenues. And last but far from being least is our Managing Editor, Mr. Nash. He, through constant nagging at other members of the staff, has succeeded in producing at least three issues of the paper, though, it’s said, there might have been four but for the sloppiness of the editorial room, where more articles than one have been “‘mislaid.” This is our Paper Board, verily the greatest collection of eccentrics and brilliant lunatics that Hawken has ever produced. ALUMNI Charles Arter Douglas Baker Reginald Baker Lewis Baldwin Flamen Ball George Bauman John Bauman William Bauman Robert Beatty Peter Bellamy Guthrie Bicknell Robert Bishop William Bishop Dudley Blossom Benjamin Bole David Bole Charles Bolton Kenyon Bolton Oliver Bolton Franklin Bowler John Brayton Morris Bradley Harvey Brooks James Brooks Alexander Brown . Edward Brown Fayette Brown Willard Brown Stevenson Burke Courtney Burton Lee Caltee John Calfee William Calfee John Cashman Stephens Chamberlain William Chamberlain David Clark Robert Cleveland Junior Cole Clarence Collens Jonathan Collens Sixty 1 9 3 3 HAWKEN SCHOOL 3] Alumni Albert Conkey Edward Corlett Thomas Corlett John Coulton Robert Coulton Armour Craig Willard Crawford John Danforth Alvah Drake David Davenport John Davenport Dick Dyer Joseph Eaton Homer Everett Morris Everett Albert Fonda Adrian Foose Charles Foote Andrew Ford Clark Ford Jonathan Ford Windsor Ford Edward French Philip Frye Robert Gale Robert Grandin Thomas Grandin Harry Grasselli Sheldon Grubb Howard Hanna John Harshaw Henry Harvey Sherman Hayden Charles Hickox Richard Hooker Allan House John Howard James Hoyt Sterling Hubbard Emory Hukill Gilbert Humphrey Norman Ingersoll Richard Inglis James Ireland Gordon James David Jenks Calvin Judson Franklyn Judson John Kerr John Kreps Ernest Lenihan Edward Lenihan James Levins Walter Lillie Kirke Lincoln Hubbard Little Edward Maeder Henry Mathes Maxwell Mathes John McBride Malcolm McBride Charles McGean Price McKinney Rigan McKinney Benton Mellinger George Merryweather Gordon Morrill Philip Morse Boynton Murch William Nash John Nash Joseph Nutt Henry Osborn Tracy Osborn William Osborne William Palmer Claude Peck Edward Peck Herman Peck William Pelton }- _Charles Perkins Maurice Perkins Roger Perkins John Phillips Barnard Prescott Orville Prescott John Rea Ted Robinson Herbert Rogers Harry Royal Ben Schneider Robert Schnittger Richard Shepherd John Sherman Asa Shiverick Everett Sholes Justin Sholes Francis Silver George Stanley Frederick Swetland Benjamin Taplin Charles Taplin Frank Taplin Edgar Taylor Frank Teagle John Teagle Jack Turner George Urban Graham Webster Robert Webster David Weir James Weir William Weir Dan Wellman Frederick White Frederick Whiting John Wittemore Peter Wick Henry Williams Mason Williams ENROLLMENT PS 1 9 3 a Enrollment 1932-1933 GRADE ONE Sheldon Tolles Willard Walker Robert White Hal Wischmeyer Edward Clark Joseph Dewey Peter Holmes Dale: Inkley ‘Terry Miller GRADE SEVEN Thomas White Amasa Bishop Walter White Douglas Craig aay eguance: Marshall Dyer GRADE TWO Elton Hoyt Hazzard Adams Scott Inkley James Alexander Theodore Peck Weston Howell Mills Rowden John Taylor Herbert Spring s Richard Davies GRADE THREE Jonathan Bishop GRADE EIGHT | Robert Coolidge Roger Clapp Daniel Dewey Ernest Furrer John Fleek Donald Gillies Alexander Hadden edurabietce Alden Hays Stevenson Taylor Timmy House Wilson Wood | Nelson Logan Channing Goff | John McCarthy Peter Towl GRADE NINE Homer Wade By Thomas Alexander GRADE FOUR Kenneth Baker | Oliver Brooks Charles Collacott Ralph Apautt Frederic Davis Richard Cooley Peter Hitchcock | Jack Finley Fred Hruby | James Greene Winchell Keller | William McCoy Muaemeeiee. ees 2 oe preter ‘gon I : Teddy Stanley-Brown Dead Nutt GRADE FIVE Ralph Stickle Allan DeWitt .@ Jick Henry Fleek GRADE TEN John Hadden Peter Hallaran William Peck James Lincoln Dixon Morgan | Robert Morse GRADE SIX Robert Crowell Humphrey Nash Frank House Malcolm Vilas Melville Ireland Hume Wallace Paul Swetland John Wilson Sixty-two ADVERTISING SS eee, —s = — — : = — GZ Complin rents | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | i AMERICAN BEAUTY! 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