Hellgate High School - Halberd Yearbook (Missoula, MT)

Text from Pages 1 - 149 of the 1924 volume:

THE BITTER ROOT 19 24 MISSOULA COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL GREETING To those who are interested in the welfare and work of our school; to those members of the Alum- ni who cherish memories of their Alma Mater and its spirit, and to those enthusiastic students of the high school who are preserving and beautifying that same spirit, and are even now building up memories for themselves, we offer the “Bitter Root” of the Class of 1924. ©D-----------------------------------------------------OOf The class of 1924 respectfully dedicates this hook to Mrs. E. C. Dickinson, Missoula's first educator, 1869. THE BITTER ROOT 7 Itywii Miller Innis Nina Mitchell Moore Noble Hunt Rich Romtn Ken (on Parker Swearingen Jordan 8 THE BITTER ROOT WALTER PRITCHETT President CLASS OFFICERS JACK WHEATLEY Vice-President ALLEN E BLUMENTHAL Secretary MISS RICH Sponsor 10 THE BITTER ROOT HA WOLD BAILEY Foe tball, '22. ’23: Captain football. ’23: Basket- ball, '24: All-Missoula Basketball team '24: .M Club. '22. '24: Presklent “M” Club. '24: Senior Carnival 23; Boys’ Quartette, '24. THE BITTER ROOT I I PR A N K LIN M E E K E R Dramatic Club; “Penrod ; Konah Staff, '23; A True Prince”; Carnival, ’24; National Chemistry Essay Contest; Latin Club, '22; Honor Roll; National Honor Society. DOROTHA GARVIN Rutte High School. ’20. ’23; Dramatic Club, ’24; (lice Club, ’24; Carnival, '24; “The Wish- ing Well”; Honor Roll; Declamatory Con- test, '24. KINO HEIKKILA “ ’Tis Finished Track, '23. ’24; Football, ’23; Konah, ’24; Cir- culation Manager Konah. '24. ZOE STEELE “I’m glad it’s over; it certainly ivas a hard job.’ Entered from lewis Clark High School. '23: lice Club, ’23, ’24; Dramatic Club, ’24; “The Gypsy Rover”; The Wishing Well”; “The Trio- Prince”; Carnival, ’23, ‘24; Girls’ Club Cabinet, 23; Vice President Glee Club, ‘24. 12 THE BITTER ROOT RUSSELL COLE Carnival, '2 4; Radio Club, '24. BOBBY BRANDEGEE ‘ Jlnzzah! It’s over. ’ Entered from Helena High. ’22: Junior Ball decoration committee. '23; Senior dance dec- oration committee. 24: Honor Roll; Seattle General Hospital. THE BITTER ROOT 13 CHESTER CHRISTENSEN ‘ ‘ It ’s over. ’ ’ Konah. ’24; Annual Staff; Radio Club, '22: ’2 2, '24; President Radio Club, '22; Honor Roll. RUTH SEARS Glee Club. '24; Delegate to State Music Meet. '24; “Wishing Well,” '24. 14 I HE BITTER ROOT FAIR ALEE MURCHISON “Loyal to, and going, too, with ’24.” Honor Roll; Sacajavvea Camp Fire, '22, '23, '24; President 1' Sacajawea Camp Fire, '23; Carnival, '23, '24; Konah Staff. '22; Girls' Club Cabinet, '21; Latin Club. '22, '23; National Honor Society. Entered from Sacred Heart Academy, '23; Dramatic Club, '24; “Romantic Age ; Kath- erine's Nepbevv ; “Wishing Well'; Class play. THE BITTER ROOT 15 MILDRED SIT AW Dramatic Club, '24: Carnival, '23, '24: Span ish Club. KDITII ROONEY Fashion Show, '21; Carnival, '20, '21. '22, '23. BERNICE BROWN “ §'firry to leave you, M. . $,' ’ Entered from Sentinel Butte H. S.: Orchestra. '23. '21; Gypsy Rover. '23: Wishing Well, '24; Carnival. '24; Band, '2:. TH EO DOR H LUNDQUI ST ''Still four more years of torture. • iiien d i min Hamilton II. S,; Honor Roll. ' 'll • .'nmial Staff. ’24: Carnival. '2 1; National Honor Society. 16 THE BITTER ROOT ZURA GERPICTA ' 1 will Ulways remember those days.” BEAT RICE FOR K EXBROCK Class History, '21: Movie Board. ’22; Konali Staff: Honor Roll; Carnival; “Wishing Well”; Writer of ('lass Play; Maker of Class Banner; Annual Staff. BOB MACKENZIE 11 Not so bad.” Latin Club. '22. 23: See ret ary of Latin Club. ’22; Vice President of 1 atin Club. '23; Spanish Club, '24; Dramatic Club, ’24: Vice President of class, ’23; Carnival Committee, ’23; Junior Prom Committee. '23- Sonhormee Side Show. ’21: Spanish Club Side Show. '22. ’23: Sport Editor Konali. ’24; Snort Editor Ritter Root. '24; Captain Cl ss Track Team, '23: Class Basket t all, '22, '23. ’24: Captain Class Basket- ball. '24: Second Team Football. ’21 • Basket- tall. 24; Football, 22. ’23: All City Basketball team, '24; “M” Club, ‘23. ’24: Honor Roll. ASTRI I) ARNOLDSOX I'd hate to leave, except that '24 is lenvi uj. ’ Konali Staff, '23; Sacajewea Campfire. ’23. ’24: Carnhal, '22. ’23: Latin Club. ’22. ’23: Honor Roll: Extemporaneous Essay Contest, ’24; Girls’ Baseball. ’22: Chorus. ’23; Secretary Campfire. '23: Public Sreaking Club. ‘23: Girls’ Basketball, '24; Girl Reseivps. ’21. '22; Na- tii rial Honor Society. THE BITTER ROOT 1 7 LLOYD RUSSELL Dramatic Club; Radio Club; Public Speaking- Club, Senate. EDITH OASE 4 4 I wish graduation were still four years off. ’ ’ Girls’ Chorus. ’22; Girl Reserves, ’23; Carnival, ’24; Latin Club, ’22; Honor Roll. BEATRICE CADY 18 THE BITTER ROOT LILLIAN SNYDER Entered from Powell County High Basketball. '22, '23. School, '23; MABEL MEREDITH MILDRED EGAN ltNo more worry. Honor Roll, '23; Annual Staff. HELEN MU MM Senior Carnival. '24: Basketball. ’21; Konali Staff. '24; Girls' Club Cabinet. '24; Honor Roll; National Honor Society. THE BITTER ROOT 19 EDWIN KOCH “ ’ never for pet the old high .school days, hut I always was ineligible!” “Whiz-Bang: Pollies,” ’20: Football. '22; Bas- ketball. '22; Honor Roll. GLADYS WnEATLEY ‘ ‘ While I ’tn awfully glad I’m leaving, still, I lsind o hate to go.” President Girls' Club, ’24; Secretary Cias� , '23; Secretary Public Speaking Club, '23; Vice President Campfire, '23: Honor Roll. '21, ’22. ’23, '24: Delegate to Girls’ Vocational Con- gress, Bozeman: Director of Mandy”: Direc- tor of “Katherine’s Nephew : Producing Staff of “Romantic Age ; “Charm School”; Dra- matic Club, '22, '23. '24; Radio Club. '23. '24: Sacajewea Campfire, ’23, '24; Public Speak- ing Club, ’23: Girls' Club Cabinet. 24: Batin Club, ’22, '23; Konah Staff, ’23: National Honor Society. CHARLES WOOD Konah Staff. '23; Rustlers. '23. ’24: Dramatic Club: “Katherine’s Nephew” ; Business Manager, “Romantic Age ; Entered from Seattle. 20 THE BITTER ROOT I U LM ER JOHNSON 4 4 Glad to be finished, but sorry to leave.} 7 Kimali Staff, '23; Public Speaking Club; Rustlers’ Club. THE BITTER ROOT 21 TIIELMA ANDREWS Konali Staff, '23; Chorus, '23, 24. WESLEY SPENCER ‘ Muffs. ’ ’ Entered from Fairchild, Wisconsin, ’21; Foot- ball. ’22; “Gypsy Rover,” ’23; Wishing Well,” ’24; Senior Carnival. '24; Glee Club. '21. '22, '23, '24. PEARL LEONARD « Mimi iih. '21. ’22: President Latin Club, 22; •bil. Cabinet. '23. '24: Basketball. ’22; I'Inmii I � • • 'Initiation Contest, ’22; Asa L. Dun- • iin. Junior Declamation Contest, ’23; Girls' GUi- Club. '23. '21; ‘‘The Gypsy Rover”: “The W' i� -1 11 ii . • IP ; Honor Roll. '21, ‘22. '23, ’24. I'i 'in'll Club. '24; “Katherine’s Nephew”; AuiIn i Girls' «'iuli sung; Konah, ’24; Carnival, '23. '24; National Honor Society. 22 THE BITTER ROOT IRENE NEELEY JESSICA SIIELSTON VIVIAN ORR ‘ ‘ shall always remember Missoula High as the best school ever. ’ ’ Entered from Martinsdale, Montana. ETHEL CHAFFIN THE BITTER ROOT 23 KLLA BROWN '1 Tho we leave M. H. S. forever, the memories will linger forever.” i nt ti’ll from Mabel, Minnesota, ’23; Saca- • • mi- Kir . '2 1; I Indio Club, '24; Garni - Wl ‘14; Latin Club, ’23. MH’IM (• lll’N N V ') mLVILLK NKVA THOMPSON Ii4«r kp|l� nll. '21. Honor Roll. '21. ’22. ’24; Girls «'lob piny. Ilobln ; Prompter, Wishing; Well.” 24 THE BITTER ROOT LOUIS HOFFMAN Basketball, '24; Track, ’24. ALICE AMUNDSON “Higher, higher.” Entered from Scobey High School, ’23; Honor Roll. CATHERINE WILBUR “ The thrill of graduating partly 7y aJces up for leaving. ’ ’ Girls’ Club Cabinet. '22. ’23. ’24; Secretary Girls' Club, ’23, ’24; Girls’ Chorus. ’21. ’22. ’23. '24; Girls’ Glee Club, ’24; “Wishing Well,” '2 4; Honor Roll; Vice President Camp Fire, ’23: Carnival, ’22. '23; Chairman Social Service Committee. ’24. KENNETH DAVIS Senate, ’21, ’22. ’23; President Senate, ’23; Orchestra, ’23, ’24; Public Speaking Club, '23; Stock-Judging team, ’24; Honor Roll ’21, ’22, '23, ’24; President Students’ Association, ’24; Konuli Staff, '23; Band, ’23; Spanish Club, '23; Vice President Spanish Club, ’23; Spanish Club Side Show. ’23. '24; Honor Society; Track, '24. THE BITTER ROOT 25 EDWINA BARNHART ‘ ‘ 1 am glad.' Latin Club, '22; Girl Reserves, ’21, '22: Chorus, '23. '24. EDITH MILLER RUTII PALM HILDA BENSON ''Mow sad than relieved to go.” ClmruH. ’22. '24; Honor Roll, 23, ’24. 26 THE BITTER ROOT ALLEN GOOD “You know me!” Glee Club, ’22. '23. '24: “Gypsy Rover”; “Wish- ing1 Well”; Radio Club: Public Speaking Club; Carnival; Delegate to Bozeman Vocational Conference; Stock Judging Contest. HELEN IIAVES “I'm glad it's the class of '24 1 graduate with.” Chorus, '22; Latin Club; Baseball, ’22. VIRGINIA PLUMMER Entered from Anaconda High, ’23; Honor Roll. '23, 24: Konah. '23: Assistant Editor Konah, '24; National Honor Society. THE BITTER ROOT 27 ETHEL BRECJIBILL ELMER DRAGSTEDT Vice President class, '22; Spanish Club. '22, '23: President Spanish Club, ’23; Carnival '22, 23; Football, ’23; Basketball, 24; M ' Club, ’24; Secretary and Treasurer of M” Club, '24. 28 THE BITTER ROOT IRENE TUFTS Dramatic Club; Honor Roll; Entered from Potomac H. S., '21. CORDELIA M. WAGAR “Happy days arc over.’’ Chorus, '21; Girls' Club Cabinet, '23: Radio Club. '24; Honor Roll, '22. '23. '24. RUSSELL COCKS THE BITTER ROOT 29 NORA CROMWELL Konah Staff, '24. MARY BROWN. “School is loads of fun now, but without 34—Oh!” Manager Side Show, Carnival. '24; Secretary Girl Reserves, '22; Treasurer Girl Reserves, 24; Radio Club, '24; Gatin Club, '22. '23; Honor Roll. 30 THE BITTER ROOT GRACE ROBERTS ‘ I’m sorry 1 rm through—really, honest! ’' MARY ELIZABETH SEDMAN Girls' Club Cabinet. ’22. '23. '24; Carnival, ’23: Secretary Class. '23; President Gatin Club, ’22; Konah Stair. '22: Secretary Girls’ Club. '23: Junior Prom Committee, '23; Secretary S. A., ’24; Delegate Bozeman Vocational Congress. ’2 1: National Oratorical Contest; Annual Staff: Fashion Show; “Yanki San”; National Honor Society. THE BITTER ROOT 31 FLORENCE DO 11 ERTY HARRY NELSON ‘' To be or not to be, that is the question.” President Radio Club; Honor Roll; Senior Car- nival: Circulation Manager. Konah, ’24; Busi- ness Manager Konah, ’24; Rustlers’ Club. JANE HOLMES “Sorry I have to graduate, but I think I’d better.” Konali. '23; Latin Club. ’22. '23: Girls' Club Side Show. Side Show, '22; Campfire, '23; Spanish Club, '23; Spanish Club ’24; Honor Roll. TOM STRE1T 32 THE BITTER ROOT MARJORY SMITH ROBERT CRADDOCK “ Praise God, from whom dll blessings flow—Ifm Through ” Football, '23: Basketball, '24: M” Club; Dramatic Club; Penrod”; The Romantic Age”; Latin Club; Senior Carnival. '22. '23; Honor Roll; Konah Staff. '24. THE BITTER ROOT 33 GERTRUDE MALONEY Senior Carnival, '21. 22, '23. 24: Dramatic Clul , '22. '23. ’24; Vice President Dramatic Club, '23; Secretary Dramatic Club, '24; Girls Chorus, '21: President Girls’ chorus. ’23: ‘‘.Mrs. Oakley’s Telephone,” '23; “Charm School,” '23: Director, “His Speedy Wife,” '23: Director. A True Prince.” '24; Senior Carnival Commit- tee, '24; “Mrs. O’Flaherty,” '23, '24; “The Romantic Age,” ’24; Bitter Root Staff, ’24. LEAH LATIMER 34 THE BITTER ROOT MABEL MEREDITH MYRTLE McLEAN Chorus, ’23, ’24. HELEN LA CASSE HELEN KESSLER “How I hate to leave dear old M. IT. S.” Spanish Club, ’23; Girl Reserves, '21, ’22; Chorus. ’22; Carnival ’23, THE BITTER ROOT 35 LOUISE MOE ELLEN McGUIRE Spanish Club, '24. IIAZEL WEST Chorus, '21. ’22. ’23; Spanish Club, ’22. '23; Carnival. ’22. ’23; (Jirls’ Club Pianist, ’22, 24; “Yankl San,” ‘22; “Wishing Well,” ’24: Honor Roll. ’22, '23: Pianist Boys’ Glee Club: National Honor Society: Delegate to Music Meet at Great Falls. 36 THE BITTER ROOT ROZEXIA XAKKEN MARGARET FLAHERTY RUTII PEERS “J y last four years will never be forgotten. ” Chorus, '22, 24. CLEDITH WILCOX THE BITTER ROOT 37 ALLENE ELEMENT UAL “Just a milestone on the road.” Spanish Club, ’22, 23: Honor Roll. '21. ’22. '23. '24; Secretary of Class, '24; Girls’ Club Cabi- net, ’23. ’24; Konali Staff. ’22. ’23; Editor-In- Chief of Konali, ’23: Associate Editor of Rit- ter Root, '24. WALTER PRITCHETT “Let me It. I. P.’’ President of Class. ’22. ’24; Honor Roll, ’21, ’22. ’23. '24; Konali. '23: Extemporaneous Es- say Contest. '22; Spanish Club. ’24: Latin Club. ’22: Chemistry Essay Contest, '24; Na- tional Honor Society; Whitman Scholarship. JACK WHEATLEY “That’s that. Public Speaking Club. ’23: Vice President class, ’24: Honor Roll. '23. '24 Senior Carnival, '22; Manager Carnival. ’24: Vice President Students’ Association. '24: Basketball squad, ’24: Penrod”; Romantic Age”: Assistant stage manager of Charm School : A Little Excitement”: Konali Staff. '23; Business Man- ager Konali. ’23: Business Manager Annual. ’24: Delegate to C. I. P. A. Convention. Madi- snn. Wis.. '23; Dramatic Club. '22. '23. '24; Vice President Dramatic Club. ’24: Radio Club, ’2 1. ’22. '23. ’24; Secretary Radio Club. ’23: Icicles ; His Speedy Wife ; Track, ’24. 38 THE BITTER ROOT Bitter Root Staff, 1924 Harlan King ........ AlLENE Bl U ME NT 11A L. Bob Mackenzie....... Beatrice Forkenbrock Mary E. Sedman...... Gertrude Reardon ... Gertrude Maloney.... Mildred Egan........ Helen Leach Jack Wheatley Chester Christensen 'I and Theodore Lundquist J Mabel I. Rich....... Editor-in-Chief ....Assistant Editor ............Athletics ....Literary and Art ..............Classes ................Jokes ............Snapshots _____________Calendar ........Organizations Advertising Manager Circulation Managers Sponsor THE BITTER ROOT 39 Missoula Chapter, National Honor Society The Missoula chapter of the National Honor Society for Secondary Schools was organized three years ago. Elections are made by the faculty on the basis of character, leadership, service, and scholarship. Only Seniors who rank in the upper fourth of their class are eligible, and not more than fifteen per cent of the class may be elected. A si rid Arnoldson Kenneth Davis Harlan King Pearl Leonard Theodore Lundquist Frank Meeker Helen Munun Fa ira 1 ee M urc h i so n Hazel West Virginia Plummer Walter Prichett Mary Elizabeth Sedman Gladys Wheatley 40 THE BITTER ROOT History of Class of 24 “There is a certain sadness about doing anything for the last time,” someone has said. One’s Senior year in high school has somewhat of this sad tinge. One’s Senior year in college has it, too; in fact, the last year, the last time, is always saddening. It seems to me that in the last year at high school, a person feels this more strongly. School life is bound much more closely than in college and one is acutely conscious of all the “last times.” It seems so long ago that we came in as Freshmen. We’ve almost for- gotten our first basket ball game, but we can never forget our first football game. Everything was so new and strange, but somehow we managed to get the spirit of the thing. If as Seniors now, the class of ’24 is sad from doing things for the last time, as Freshmen four years ago, we were sad from an excess of doing things for the first time. We scurried around, trying to find a meaning in this maddeningly new rush of life, but it took us all that year to do it. When we came back as Sophomores, we knew our purpose in M. If. S.— to organize. The class got together early in the year and, under the sponsor- ship of Miss Colvin, elected Water Pritchett, President; Elmer Dragstedt, Vice-president, and Mary Elizabeth Sedrnan, Secretary. Not very long after organizing, we gave a party in the Gymnasium—just for Sophomores and their guests. Needlessly one might add that it was successful. The class also had a sideshow at the Carnival, Kantz Kutie Korns II, which was done very creditably. Under the sponsorship of Miss Johnson, with Ralph Dickinson as Presi- dent, Robert MacKenzie as Vice-president, and Gladys Wheatley as Secre- tary, the class started out on its main purpose-—to make money—lots of money—for the Junior Prom. With the energy of fiends, we worked to get money, money, money. Various sales netted us some, but not enough. Our treasury called for more. A “Rainbow Dance,” given in the Gymnasium, brought in a little more. We determined to make a great deal of money at one fell swoop. With permission from Mr. Turner, we sold tickets for a moving picture at the Wilma Theater. Our commission from this was close to a hundred dollars—and we were satisfied. Then we started in on our Prom. We had a great deal more to do, but our efforts were well repaid. With this long list of activities behind it the class of ’24 came into its Senior year. Now was the time for it to uphold its own honor and the honor of the school. Who will say that ’24 has not done both? Pie sales, cake sales, all sorts of sales have enriched the coffers of ’24. The Senior Mixer and a very successful Carnival have shown that ’24 is very much alive. Aside from these general things, individuals have brought renown to their class in scholarship, athletics and all sorts of school activities. Now Commencement time draws near. It is a happy time, yet sad. We have reached the prime of our high school days, and now it must all end so quickly. The future seems bright and fair, but the Past, seen through Memory’s rosy veil, seems sweeter far, and the portals to that land must now be shut forever. THE BITTER ROOT 41 The editor had been quite angry. “And remember,” he said in conclusion, “unless you have a Class Prophecy written for me by tomorrow morning—I’ll—I’ll write one myself.” Then he slammed the door. I sat alone with my thoughts. They were very petty ones—for my mind was almost a blank, made so by conscienceless physics problems and terrible trial balances. I looked at my fountain pen for inspiration ; none came. 1 looked at the radiator for the same thing; none was there. What was to be done? I put my feet on the window-sill (I think better with pedal extremities out of the way). I looked at the clock; it told the hour of three. My gaze returned to the radiator and there it remained; for with a wild howl, the heater seemed to burst into flame. A cloud of steam shot out of the vent; it began to whirl, to dance, to turn this way and that, and at last, to assume the shape of a man. “Bien!” 1 exclaimed in my perfectly good Spanish. “Do you always come in that way?” I expected no answer, but to my surprise got one, and in amazement, nearly fell off the chair. lie spoke: “I am the Steam Man. I am composed of twenty-five grams of nice, white steam, and it takes thirty-six calories to make me. I— “Wait!” I almost shouted. “If it takes thirty-six calories of heat to raise twenty-five grams of steam to the boiling point—” I broke off. Wildly 1 wished for Mi . White’s help—but suddenly I grew weary. It makes one awfully weary to watch twenty-five grams of steam stand on end humanly, and so, to relieve my own feelings as well as those of the poor Steam Man, I asked in a very subdued voice, if he could sit down. He could! Would he smoke? He would! 42 THE BITTER ROOT I pushed forward some of the editor’s tobacco. He reached forward, lighted his pipe, and closed his steamy eyes in satisfaction. “I came,” he mumbled, between giant struggles with the nicotine ap- paratus, “to help you write the Class Prophecy. You shall take down my prophecies, and then I shall leave, never to return. Nev-er, nev-er to return !” And to my surprise and consternation, the Gaseous One began to weep, huge globules of water running down his shadowy face on the stem of the pipe, there to sizzle and sputter, with a noise as of several infant firecrackers on a joy ride. L became alarmed. What if he should weep himself away? To my relief, his tear reservoir closed up, his sobs changed to chuckles, and at last calm, he began: “We will assume, in order to avoid a war of tenses,” he said, “that these events have already occurred. We are now in the year 1942. Listen. “Eino Ileikkila runs the elevator in a large Men’s Beauty Parlor at Bon- ner, which is owned by Russell Cole. His advertiser, Robert Custer, invents a new beauty apparatus every now and then, which startles the whole mas- culine world with its results. No women are admitted into the building without a special permit from Robert. “Olive Price paints signs for the Bull Durham Tobacco Company. Since she was given this position, thousands of young men have thrown away their cigarettes and are smoking pipes. “Tessie McNorton is running a pop-corn stand on the Brooklyn Bridge. “Edith Rooney and Gertrude Reardon took the examinations to enter West Point and passed them easily. During a skirmish with the Moros on the Island of Hilo, it so happened that these two brave officers, with their detachment, were surrounded by the brown men; but with great courage and presence of mind, the lieutenants delivered two speeches on woman’s suf- frage, and such was the force and conviction of their arguments that the Filipinos retired in extreme order. “As everyone expected, Bob McKenzie suddenly developed a Van Dyke beard and other eccentricities and is now in Munich, where he daubs land- scapes on canvas. It is rumored that he was disappointed in love and is now a confirmed woman hater. Gertrude Maloney, his landlady, uses all her seductive charms to ensnare his heart, but hopes in vain. “Helen Olbu has joined Mack Bennett’s throng and it is a well known fact that her bank roll is heavy and long. “ ‘Bud’ Koch is still making plans for the future. Louise Moe, his wife, says that his old ones fail so fast that he is forever busy making new ones. You’ll be famous yet, ‘Bud.’ “Thomas Streit is running a girls’ seminary in Chicago. His assistant, Clifford Swanson, says that their tremendous success in this undertaking is clue to the education they received while attending M. H. S. “Walter Pritchett is choir-master in a large church in Arlee. lie says that if he keeps this up long enough, he may get promoted to be minister some day. THE BITTER ROOT 43 “Melvon Ovens is a traveling man. He runs the Bonner street car. “Jane Holmes is a professional chaperone in Boston. Her popularity is due to the fact that she never forgets that she was young herself once—at Missoula High School and for a while thereafter. “It is reported that Thelma Andrews was married to Louis Colvill who is of Bolshevik tendencies. “Drifting into the court house, one locates Judge Borehers, a tall, stout man of middle age with stern and thoughtful face. Before him stands his one time schoolmate, Ralph Dickson, who is charged with bigamy. However, Zoe Steele, his last wife, stoutly declares that she will stick to him if he promises to divorce Jessica Shilston and Grace Roberts. “Adopting a Parisian accent, Mabel Meredith is now a modiste de luxe. Her gowns are ‘dreams,’ but the bills she sends out are nightmares. Her shop on the Rue de Pall, London, is one of the show places of the town. Fclimon Ramos and Hilmer Johnson are in her employ as delivery boys. It is said that she supports her handsome husband, Wesley Spencer, in great style. “Edith Case grows oranges and bananas in Philipsburg. Recently she successfully grafted the condensed milk cutting on the coffee tree, thus elim- inating the milkman each and every morning. “Harry Nelson is an aeroplane dealer. He has invented one that makes its own power from fermented grape juice and yeast cakes. His future is assured. “Ben Bailey cans delicious pancakes. He is worth many millions of dollars, his name being a household one, and synonymous with good things to cat. Alice Amundsen writes rhymes and jingles about his pancakes. She ‘knows her stuff.’ “Helen Kessler and Helen Hayes both fell in love, with whom we do not know, consequently their whereabouts is a mystery. “Ethel Chaffin’s latest song, written in Seattle on a rainy day, entitled ‘Yes, We Have No Umbrellas,’ is netting her hundreds of dollars a day. “Mildred Egan is travelling for the ‘Andy Gump Hairbrush Company’ in Minneapolis. The energetic work of this young lady is winning her a place in the business world. “Margaret Flaherty, Zura Gerdecia, and Mabel Frazier are travelling with a Pantages vaudeville company. Margaret’s and Zura’s smiles, com- bined with Mabel’s confidences all go to make their act a successful one. “Ethel Brechbill and Bernice Brown are writting scenarios for the ‘Lotta Pep’ Movie Company in Milltown. “Lucy Bouchard’s chicken ranch in Florenee-Carlton is a failure. She is planning on selling it to Fairalee Murchison and going to Hollywood, where she will be the leading lady in Ellen McGuire’s latest comedy entitled ‘Three Men in a Box.’ “Helen Leach and Theodore Lundquist are contemplating giving up their careers in the movies for a quiet little cottage in the country. Theodore says that seven years of ‘sheiking’ is enough for any man, and Helen agrees with him. 44 THE BITTER ROOT “Doris McDaniel is the latest ‘human fly.’ She climbs the Woolworth building before and after each meal. Watch your step, Doris; life is sweet. “Harlan King is at the head of a detective agency in Berlin. He likes this job because it is so soft. The people don’t commit many crimes there because they realize that they can’t beat America, anyway. “Merlie Cooney is the bouncer in the Ritz Hotel in New York. It is said that she threw out Theresa McGuire and Leah Latimer twice last week. “llazel West is the janitor in the Shredded Wheat building in Oakland, California. An important looking man, Russell Cocks, the manager, often stops to talk to Hazel, who, he says, is the best janitor he ever had. “Mary and Ella Brown are making their third expedition to the North Pole, where they are trying to establish a summer resort. “Rozenia Nakkin is a noted spiritualist. She claims that the old saying: ‘Dead men tell no tales’ is all wrong. “Norman Bruce and Irene Tufts own a small bakery in Frenchtown. They bake bread and cookies like those ‘mother used to TRY to bake.’ “Hilda Benson has at last realized her ambition. She runs the Brown Palace Tonsorial Parlors in Denver. Marcia Orr is a manicurist and Ruth Peers is at the head of the shoe-shining department. “Russell Beadle and Alton Pearce are the owners of a large undertaking establishment. Russell says that this is a very large undertaking. “Margaret Moret and Ruth Palm are doing missionary work in China. Ruth has made an intensive study of the Chinese language and says it is almost as hard to learn as it sounds. “Cledith Wilcox and Edwina Barnhart are vineyardists in Oregon. Their ‘Wilcox and Barnhart’ champagne is rapidly becoming famous. Besides cultivating the grape, they raise alfalfa and chickens. “Fighting his way up through the second raters, Chester Christensen has been crowned heavyweight champion of the world. Before going into the ring Chester always writes an ode or a sonnet and, between rounds, he invariably quotes a long touching selection from Wordsworth. “Catherine Wilbur is a travelling saleswoman. She sells with great success a combination ice cream freezer and sewing machine. Her firm is going to take her in as partner next year. “Gladys Wheatley’s ‘Cure All’ Pellets are known to every nation on the face of the earth. They are pale yellow pills and very bitter. You put one on the end of your tongue and with the aid of a half glass of lemon juice swallow it. You feel better in a minute. These pills are guaranteed to cure anything from bunions to baldness and, as a result, it takes twenty-seven sec- retaries under the supervision of Harold Bailey, working three hundred and sixty-five days in the year, to fill out the orders. “Helen Mumm is captain of the police in Hollywood, California. It is said that she can arrest two men with three fingers, knock their heads to- gether with the other two, and comb her hair with the remaining five. “Belle Wellington and Toivo Hamma are hypnotic physicians. Thin people with weary smiles are sent forth from their sanitarium as fat people (Continued on Page 111) c � 46 THE BITTER ROOT Wo, the Seniors of Missoula High School, of the city of Missoula, county of Missoula, and State of Montana, being of sound and disposing minds and memories, and not acting under duress, menace, fraud, or undue influence of any person whatsoever, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament, hereby revoking all wills by us at any time heretofore made: I. We hereby direct that after our debts and expenses have been paid, we hereby give, devise, and bequeath to our beloved High School, of Missoula, Montana, all of our estate of whatever kind or nature, whether real or per- sonal. of which we be seized or possessed at the time of our passing, and more particularly set forth as follows, to-wit: II. To Mr. Ketcliam we leave our broken alarm clocks, late street cars, trips to the dentist, and all other standbys with which we sought excused permits. III. To Miss Rich we leave our love, respect, and the themes that we wrote. IV. To the Juniors we leave our pride, poise, prudence, and propriety. Theresa McGuire’s long golden hair to Mr. Ennis. Dorotha’s and Franklin’s case to Millard Graybeal and Carol. Bobbie Brandegee’s vanity case to the 1 ittlest freshman, that she may conceal her blushes. Toivo Ilamnia’s and Felimon Ramos’s determination to the tardy room teachers. Leah Latimer’s dreamy eyes to Miss Himes. Bob McKenzie’s gigantic speaking voice at pep assemblies to future S. A. presidents so that they will have no difficulty in being heard in the balcony. Janet Raff’s light heartedness to Bailie Maclav. Melvon Ovens’s bluffing to Claudie Yerkes. Astrid Arnoldson’s vocabulary to Margaret Remmick. Edith Case’s quiet graciousness to Marian Weinke. Alice Amundson’s studiousness to Mary Tyndal. Virginia Plummer leaves nothing. Allen likes her as she is. Ella, Bernice, and Mary Brown leave their color scheme to Mr. White. Helen Ollm’s shingle to Merlin Jones. Walter Pritchett’s knack of going around corners on two wheels of his car to Ruth Lacklen. Zoe Steele’s love to—we can’t remember now. Wesley Spencer’s dancing to Madison Turner. Irene Tufts’s place on the Dramatic Club to anyone who can get it. Bea Forkenbrock’s athletic ability to any underclassman wishing to make a credit in swimming. Elmer Dragstedt’s natural curls and blushes to the sophomore girls. George Borchers’s saxophone to Joyce Smith. Allen Good’s ability to drive a car with one arm to Ted Fitzpatrick. Chester Christensen’s diminutive figure to Catherine Ward. THE BITTER ROOT 47 Harold Bailey’s Sampsonian stature to Pee Wee Pearson. The tears Harlan King shed at the Carnival to Joyce Smith. Merlie Cooney’s thrills and excitement to Mary Kellogg. Nora Cromwell’s braid to no one; Nora isn’t a flapper. Edith Miller’s. Clifford Swanson’s and Jessica Shilston’s good will to everybody. Kenneth Davis’s talent for flowery oratory to Harley Jellison. Ethel Brechbill’s freckles to Ruth Coates. Mary Elizabeth Sedman’s eternal friendship to Mary Cardeli. Margaret Stump’s, Thelma Andrews’s. Ruth Palm’s and Marcia Hit’s puffs (if they don’t cut them off before school is out) to Helen Wickes. “Snus” Dickson’s line to Kenneth Egan. Zura Gerdicia’s gypsy charm to Marion Trenerry. Robert (’lister’s rumbling bass voice to Jimmie Stockton. Grace Robert’s pout to Isabel Brown. “Weinie” Maloney’s coiffure to Virginia Sedman. Mildred Shaw’s fox-trotting to Margaret Price. Myrtle McLean’s eyelashes to Orrilla Cady. Ruth Sears’s exquisite voice to Evelyn Farnham. with our hopes that Evelyn may make good use of it. Margaret Moret’s sister to the girls, that she may be a reminder of Margaret. Ellen McGuire’s titian locks to Vivian Robertson. Ethel Chaffin’s and Olive Price’s cheerfulness to the teachers. Memories of rides in Helen Hayes’s car to all those who went. The remainder of that “Golden Glint” shampoo that Doris McDaniel once bought, to Pack Cooney. Mildred Egan’s earrings to Louise Huff. Gertrude Reardon’s skill at the piano to Dorothy Severer. Louise Moe’s style to Jo Swartz. Ililmer Johnson’s and Norman Bruce’s interest in the underclass girls to Dick Eberhart and Clifford Boyd. Jane Holmes’s shorn locks to make wigs for tin new Freshie boys. Ben Bailey’s personal magnetism to Coach Miller. Louis Hoffman’s pompadour to Edward Dvorak. Marjorie Smith’s French heels to Lillian Wanamaker. Russell Beadle’s English comp, grades to Louis Colvill, and Louis’s grades to Grace Scott. Kino lleikkila’s brilliant recitations and many descriptive adjectives to Milton Leek. Boh Craddock’s airy nonchalance to Edwin Mannix. Russell Cocks’s years of experience and discretion to Arthur Scott. Mabel Meredith’s, Helen Mumm’s and Helen Kessler’s typing ability to Nelda Talbert. Tom Sreit’s subtly flirtatious manner to Edwin Wagar. The superfluous weight of Charles Wood, Lillian Snyder, and James Montgomery to Louise Heyfron. 48 THE BITTER ROOT Neva Thompson’s demureness to the heroine of “The Cat and the Canary.” Cordelia Wagar’s sensitiveness to Miss Ronan. The shorthand notes of Vivian On and Catherine Wilbur to hieroglyphic readers of the future. Gladys and Jack Wheatley’s all-around good-fellowship to anybody who would be as popular in M. II. S. Cledith Wilcox’s, Rozania Nakken’s and Fairalee Murchison’s striking names to the Dorothys and Helens of the school. Allene Blumenthal’s ability to do things, to Louise. Edwina Barnhart’s Shakespeare play reports to the English VII classes. Florence Doherty’s marcel to Hazel Mumm. “Bud” Koch’s shyness to Madison Turner. Tessie McNorton’s aptness in Spanish to Gienna. The Misses Hartley and Peers leave their attainments to all the other Ruths in school. Mabel Frazier’s quick manner of speech to Ruth Hamilton. Margaret Aiken’s white ruff-neck to someone else with brown eyes and a pleasant smile. Lucy Bouchard’s slenderness to Miss Carr. Alton Pearce’s and Lloyd Russell’s seats in English class to the two most studious juniors. Belle Wellington’s roller skates to Marion Schroeder. Edith Rooney’s simple coiffure to Dorothea Kiff. Pearl Leonard’s sweet “Hello” to Rowe Morrell. Hilda Benson’s poems to the Konah. Russell Cole’s behaviour in Spanish class during the absence of Miss Parker to the book of judgment. Helen Leach’s general “lovableness” to Milt Brown. Theodore Lundquist’s audacity and talkative tendencies to Gardner Porter. Harry Nelson’s classic features to Richard Mertz. Margaret Flaherty’s, Helen LaCasse’s, Hazel West’s and Dorothy Smith’s blonde complexions to Dorothy Hayes. Flowers from Beatrice Cady to all the teachers. V. We hereby nominate and appoint the Junior Class to be the executor of this, our last will and testament, to serve without compensation and with- out bond. IN TESTIMONY WHEREOF, we hereunto subscribe our hands and seals this first day of May in the year One Thousand Nine Hundred Twenty-Four and declare the same to be our last will and testament. SENIORS OF MISSOULA COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL, Testators. M. E. S. and B. M. F.. Attorneys and Counselors at Law. Probate Matters a Specialty. 50 THE BITTER ROOT 52 THE BITTER ROOT Junior History In every high school or college there is a certain group of people set off from all the rest and distinguished above the rest in a certain peculiar way. There is a certain aloofness in their bearing and gaze which sets them apart. In their eyes is a look of experience, vast and deep. They are the Juniors. Missoula High School holds, this year, a Junior class whose eyes are particularly wise for it has had a history filled with fine accom- plishments. In its Freshman year, this singular class was set above the previous one. Under the sponsorship of Miss Kreiling, they were allowed to organize. Eileen Barrows was elected President; Donald McDonald, Vice-president, and Dwight Hughes, Secretary. The chief thing of importance which the class of '25 did that year was to have a side-show at the Senior Carnival. Although they had to compete with organizations of greater age and ex- perience, their stunt, “Scenes from Mother Goose,77 was given second place. As Sophomores, ’25 organized early. Miss Waddell was sponsor. Roger Johnston was elected President, and Anna Kimball, Secretary. A committee with James Ritchey as chairman gave a minstrel show as a stunt in the Senior Carnival which was very successful. This year, ’25 essayed its first dance. It had a novel name, “The Ground-Hog Dance,’’ because it was given on Ground-Hog Dav. With this eventful history behind them, it is no wonder that this class entered upon its Junior year with the light of experience in its eyes. With Miss Hershey as Sponsor, James Ritchey, President; Roger Johnston, Vice- president, and Anna Kimball, Secretary, the class started out on probably its most interesting year. In order to raise money for the Junior Prom, the class sold tickets for a Wesley Barry picture at tlie Liberty theater. This was quite successful. The Carnival stunt for this year, called “A June Idyll,” was very clever. The dance after the Butte basket ball game was another success to be credited to ’25. This is the history of the class of 1925 up to the present time. Through- out its history in high school, it has been well represented on the Honor Roll, in athletics, and in all branches of school activities. The class of ’24 may graduate with heart at rest as to the school’s future, for it knows that its place will be completely and creditably filled by ’25. THE BITTER ROOT 55 56 THE BITTER ROOT Sophomores Only a year ago he came into our midst—shy, timid and humble. Oh, where is that shyness now? We don’t know where it has gone—the way of all lost things, perhaps—and something else has replaced it. A certain self- satisfied smirk, a cock of the head, a swash-buckling swagger has replaced his Freshman qualities. To the Freshmen and the Juniors, this smirk, this best-people-on-earth attitude may be very galling. They are too close to it; but to the dignified, reflective Senior, such as 1, and perhaps you, dear reader, this attitude is not so inexplicable. We can remember when we had it, can’t we? But for all the fun we poke at our Sophomore friends, we can’t help but admire their pep and energy. The Powers That Be in M. II. S. would not allow them to become an organization for a great many good reasons. Not to be defeated by this disheartening start, a committee was selected with Miss Nina Mitchell and Miss Davis as sponsors and with Helene Wilbur as chairman to get up a stunt for the Senior Carnival. The committee worked hard on the stunt, “Oh, Ilenry,” and it proved itself to be truly worthy of Sophomore originality and ingenuity. Incidentally, it took second place among the rest of the sideshows of the Carnival. If the class of ’26 keeps up at this rate, they will long be remembered in M. H. S.’s gallery, even if they never feel so old or know so much as when they were Sophomores. ---------——------------------------------------- 58 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 59 60 THE BITTER ROOT Frosh We see them everywhere, little (they are invariably little and also scared) hurrying, harrassed looking individuals into which you are always being bumped. But no wonder they are frightened and hurried and driven. They have come up fresh from the grades and have been plunged into the whirling vortex of high school life. No one notices them; no one helps them; no one cares about them. Their hair is cut in all sorts of weird fashions in a mighty struggle with their older brothers, and Sophomores. They are slightly con- soled, however, by the fact that next year will be their turn. For a long ten weeks they scurry from classroom to study hall and from study hall to classroom. They are appalled by their weekly themes and are almost made ill by their outside readings. Algebra has fewer terrors for them, but Latin is a regular old dragon, only to be spoken of in whispers. Finally, when the first grade cards come out, the Freshmen gain more confidence. They have passed in all their subjects; some have even made the Honor Roll. They feel as if they know the school now and need not dash madly from room to room. Classrooms do not suddenly hide themselves and become “unfindable.” Themes and outside readings do not bother them so much now. A few daring ones even leave them until Thursday night. And so the year goes on. Thrills come innumerable to these Freshmen. Football games, basket ball games, the first track meet, “cases” on ath- letic heroes, “cases” which no one ever knew about, but which neverthe- less burned hotly in their little hearts. Finally, spring comes and school is out. The Freshmen are Freshmen no more. Next year they come back, sophisticated Sophomores, full of arrogance, and pride, laughing loudly at their past follies, yet secretly cherishing them. That chubby, short, black- eyed little fellow comes back to be the acknowledged beau of the school, and that lanky, gawky girl, the acknowledged belle. This one will be prominent in athletics; that one superior in dramatics; and so on the different ones will develop until they take their rightful places in the galaxy of stars in M. II. S. We cannot tell which way they are going to turn out, but with one accord we all wish them GOOD LUCK! 62 THE BITTER ROOT Missoula High School Students’ Association OFFICERS Kenneth Davis............................President Jack Wheatley ......................Vice-President Mary Elizabeth Sedman....................Secretary L. C. Ennis..............................Treasurer Under the able leadership of Kenneth Davis, the Students’ Association had a very successful year. Membership fees were raised to $5.00 this year instead of $3.50 as in previous years. This fee entitled all members to a year’s subscription of the Konah and admission to all high school games and the big Dramatic Club play at the end of the year. The association financed all student activities, except classes, the Girls’ Club, and the Glee Clubs. THE BITTER ROOT 63 THE KONAH Established December 18, 1913. (Pronounced Kon-ah. It is the word for Hitter Root In the language of the Shoshone Indians. The school is indebted to that great artist of Western Life, E. S. Paxson, for this appropriate title for the student publication.) Entered as second-class matter, October 5. 1923, at the postoffice at Mis- soula. Montana, under the act of March 3, 1879. Acceptance for mailing at special rate of postage provided for in section 1103, Act of October 3, 1917, authorized October 5, 1923. Published every Friday Missoula County High rou — - '1 vTy.---------- ' MADISON, Corner South Higgins and Eddy Avenues Editor-in-Chief. ..Allene Blumenthal Associate Editor. Harlan King Alumni Belie Wellington i h it e i’harles W od Beature Editor........Bea Forkenbrock Sport Editor..........Bob MacKenzie Personals.............Delighte Beeson Society... ....................Virginia Plummer Students’ Ass’n..................Edwin Mannix Girls’ Club. Jane Holmes Dramatics................Frank Meeker Spanish Club............Sallie Maclay Exchange.......................Herman Jacobsen Senior Class....................Doris McDaniel Junior Class............Isabel Brown Assembly ..............Pearl Leonard Business Manager.......lack Wheatley Circulation Manager.....Harry Nelson Sponsor... ..... Margaret Ronan $2.00 the year; single copies ...10c 64 THE BITTER ROOT THE KONAH Established December 18, 1913. (Pronounced Kon-ali. It is the word for Bitter Root in the language of the Shoshone Indians. The school is indebted to that great artist of Western Life, E. S. Paxson, for this appropriate title for the student publication,) Entered as second-class matter. October 5. 1923. at the postoffice at Mis- soula, Montana, under the act of March 3. 1879. Acceptance for mailing at special rate of postage provided for in section 1103. Act of October 3, 1917, authorized October 5. 1923. Published every Friday O' foundcd | ,y nAPiSON. A Corner South Higgins Missoula County High V ,t)21 J' WIS- } and Eddy Avenues Editor-in-CItief.......Edvvin Mannix Associate Editor.. .Virginia Plummer Business Manager.........Harry Nelson Alumni................Nora Cromwell Office...... Harold Peering Feature Editors............... .... ......Helen Murnm and Roy Chapel Sport Editors Milton Brown and Robert Craddock Personals.............Ethlyne Parsons Sponsor—Ma Society Louise Biumenthal Students' Ass’n. Gordon MacDonald (Hi Is’ 1 Hub Jert rude Snow Dramatics........................James Ritchey Exchange...... ...Gertrude Reardon Senior Class. .Chester Christenson Junior Class.......................Lena Bielby Assembly..........................Alton Pearce Circulation Mgr...................Eino Heikkila Circulation... .Linford Torrey :aret Ronan Per Year. $2.00 Single Copies. 10c gfcHiiiiilH THE BITTER ROOT 65 fhe Girls’ Club Cabinet The ({iris’ Club, one of the biggest organizations in school, had a very in- teresting and successful year. The officers of the year were: Gladys Wheatley, president; Frances Lines, vice-president; and Catherine Wilbur, secretary. The sponsors were Miss Mann, Miss Mair, Miss Mitchell, Miss Berthot, and Miss Noble. The cabinet consisted of five committees, whose chairmen were: Social service, Catherine Wilbur; membership, Frances Lines; financial, Anna Kimball; social, Allene Armstrong, and program, Gladys Wheatley. Again the “little sister” plan was very successfully carried out. which was demonstrated at the Co-ed Prom, where each older girl took her “little sister.” The Co-ed Prom was the most enjoyed event of the year. Various sales and several matinee dances were given throughout the year, although primarily all the money was gained through the daily sale of candy bars. The girls busied themselves with social service work at Christmas time. Many poor people of the city were helped by the girls’ donations. The social service work was carried out all during the year. A Mothers’ Day tea was given in May. This was a big success. A picnic for the club closed the activities of the club for the year. 66 THE BITTER ROOT Dramatic Club The Dramatic Club had a very interesting and profitable year, with Miss Moore, sponsor last year, again sponsor of the club. The officers for the year were Harlan King, president; Jack Wheatley, vice-president, and Gertrude Maloney, secretary. Eighteen new members were taken in the first part of the year and six at the beginning of the second semester. The first of the year was devoted to pantomimes and one-act plays. “Twins,” “A True Prince,” “Icycle,” and “Kathryn’s Nephew,” all one- acts written by members of the class of ’23, were presented publicly during the year. The biggest production of the year was “The Romantic Age,” a three- act play, in which Janet Raff and Fred Hensolt played the leads. They were supported by a cast of seven people. THE BITTER ROOT 67 The Orchestra The orchestra was organized again this year under the direction of Miss Wilkinson, of the department of music in the high school. The orchestra gave musical numbers in the assemblies several times during the year. The orchestra showed lip especially well in its music for “The Wishing Well.” 68 THE BITTER ROOT The Bovs’ Glee Club With an addition of nine new members to the club, the Boys’ Glee Club has done some very good work this year. Several appearances of the club were made in the assembly during the year. An additional feature to the club this year was the Boys’ Quartette, whose members were: Harold Bailey. Milton Brown, Millard Graybeal, and Fred Ilensolt. The quartette gave an act in the Senior Carnival. At the State Music Meet held in Great Falls this year, the quartette received second place in the state. Miss Wilkinson directed the club, and the officers were Wellington Ross, president; Linford Torrey, vice-president, and Allen Good, secretary. Hazel West accompanied the club. 69 THE BITTER ROOT The Girls’ Glee Club Nine old members of the Girls’ Glee Club returned this year and six new members were selected by Miss Wilkinson, director of the club. Mary Cardeli acted as accompanist to the «iris. The officers for the year were Marjorie Beebe, president; Zoe Steele, vice-president, and Merle Beebe, secretary. Selections were offered at assemblies several times during the year. At Christmas an exceptionally good program was put on by the Girls’ and Boys’ Glee Clubs combined. “The Wishing Well,” an Irish musical comedy, was presented March 22. Zoe Steele interpreted the leading role in this exceedingly well. Social gatherings and business meetings were held at the girls’ homes during the year. 70 THE BITTER ROOT Sacajawea Camp Fire The Sacajawea Division of the High School Camp Fire Girls was organ- ized in February of 1920. Since then the organization has grown to be one of the important groups in school. Dorothy Eliot was elected president this year; Frances Lines, vice-president; Florence Colby, secretary, and Dorothy Smading, treasurer. Miss Hunt again acted as guardian. ‘‘It Pays to Advertise,” was a very clever side-show, which the Camp Fire Girls produced. This act was awarded third place, of the nine shows in the Senior Carnival. Several successful sales have been given throughout the year. Last summer about twenty of the girls went camping on Seeley Lake, and it is expected that the girls will have a camp again this year. THE BITTER ROOT 71 OsthiniaCamp Fire Girls The Osthinia Camp Fire was organized last year. It consists of Sopho- more girls. The officers for the year were Mabel Murchison, president; Lena Mercer, vice-president; Katherine Moore, secretary, and Helen Krebs, treas- urer. Miss Swearingen acted as guardian this year. The girls made and sold purple and gold ticklers at one of the football games. At Christmas, social service work was done. A mending kit was prepared and presented by the girls to the rest-room. Many hikes have been made by the organization. 72 THE BITTER ROOT Mi-wa Yo-la Camp Fire Girls The Mi-wa Yo-la Camp Fire Girls, consisting of Freshman girls, was organized this year, with Miss Swearingen as guardian. The Mi-wa Yo-la girls elected Marion LaCasse, president ; Marion New- ton, vice-president; Virginia Rogers, secretary, and Helen Wagar, treasurer, as the officers for the year. The girls gave one dance, and helped in the social service work for the year. They also arranged a first-aid kit for the rest-room. THE BITTER ROOT 73 Radio Club The officers for the Radio Club this year were as follows: First semester, Chester Christensen, president; Dick Eberhart, vice-president, and Jack Wheatley, secretary. Second semester, Harry Nelson, president; Robert Cardeli, vice-president, and Carol Scott, secretary. Miss Bailey sponsored the club during the year. A program was given by the club, for the Senior Carnival. The second semester, the old radio set was dismantled and a new one made. Second class tests were also passed by several of the members. The Radio Club became noted during the year for its successful “hot dog” sales. 74 THE BITTER ROOT Girls’ Club Side Show “THE KISS OF THE AGES” Winners of First Place, Carnival of 1924 THE BITTER ROOT 75 Girl Reserves Officers 76 THE BITTER ROOT The Rustlers The Rustlers organized last fall during the football season. The purpose of the organization was to create pep and school spirit at the games. Symbols of the organization were worn on sweaters by the members. Each member had a paddle and was privileged to use it, in creating spirit. The officers of the organization were Floyd Roland, president; Linford Torrey, vice-president, and Lamar Jones, secretary and treasurer. THE BITTER ROOT 77 HARVEST HOME BALL The first dance of the year was the “Harvest Home Ball,” given by the Seniors on September 21. The corn stalks and similar decorations suitable to the time of year, were very effective decorations. This was a big get- together dance and a success in every way. JUNIOR DANCE The Juniors gave a dance, following the Butte-Missoula basketball game. The dance was well attended and everyone had a good time. THE CO-ED PROM The Co-ed Prom was given about two weeks after school started. All of the older girls took their “little sisters.” Everyone was dressed in costume. The evening was spent in dancing, after which refreshments were served. THE KID PARTY The Friday preceding Christmas vacation, the girls of the high school had a big “kid party.” All of the girls came dressed in their “kid clothes,” and each one brought a toy and some fruit or vegetable canned. Afterward these things were given to the poor. A big tree had been put up in the gym. The evening was spent in games and dancing. Ice cream cones and animal cookies were served at a late hour. MATINEE DANCES Not many evening dances have been given this year. In place of these, the Girls’ Club and a few other organizations in school have given matinee dances. On the whole they have been quite successful. THE SENIOR CARNIVAL The Senior Carnival this year was no doubt the biggest and best ever, with Jack Wheatley as manager. It was given November 27. The side show taking first place was “The Press of the Ages,” presented by the Girls’ Club. The Sophomores and Camp Fire Girls were awarded second and third places. Altogether there were nine side shows this year. The main show consisted of six big acts. Everyone fully appreciated Gertrude Maloney in the role of Mrs. O’Flaherty, with her freaks. A one-act play, “Twins,” was presented by four members of the Dramatic Club. Mary Kellogg entertained in a delightful dancing act. The Boys’ Quartette of- fered several musical selections. A comical musical sketch entitled “The Three Maids of Lee” was given by three members of the Girls’ Glee Club. The program was concluded by a musical revue, “Unbroken Dreams.” A big dance was given in the gym after the main show. 78 THE BITTER ROOT BOZEMAN VOCATIONAL CONGRESSES For several years the high school has been sending delegates to the Boys’ and Girls’ Vocational Congresses held every year in Bozeman by the Montana State College, the purpose of which is to give high school students an idea of the vocations open to young people. This year the representatives to the Girls’ Vocation Congress were Gladys Wheatley, Frances, Lines, and Mary Elizabeth Seclman, Girls’ Club; Eileen Barrows, Woman’s (dub; Allene Armstrong and Mary Cardeli, Pro- fessional and Business Women’s Club, and Merlie Cooney, Orchard Homes Woman’s Club. The following boys were delegates to the Boys’ Congress: Kenneth Davis, Allen Good, Walter Peterson, Edwin Wagar, Robert Bates, Roy Chapel, Wesley Spencer, Adelarde Dussault and Floyd Bachman. THE ROMANTIC AGE “The Romantic Age,” a three-act play by A. A. Milne, was presented by the Dramatic Club on the 2nd of May. The production was a huge success, being well received by the large audience present. The credit for the success of the play goes to Miss Hortense Moore, who spent much of her time in pro- ducing the play. Janet Raff, interpreted the leading role of Melisande Knowle, while Fred Ilensolt played opposite her, as Gervase Mallory. Other characters were Merlie Cooney, Mrs. Knowle; Gertrude Maloney, Jane Bagot; Robert Crad- dock, Bobby Coote; Harlan King, Mr. Knowle; Winched Pearson, Ern; Jack Wheatley, Master Susan; and Anna Kimball, Alice. THE WISHING WELL “The Wishing Well,” an Irish musical comedy, was presented by the Glee Clubs and Orchestra, on March 22. It was well received by the large crowd that attended it. Zoe Steele as Lady Mary Donnell, and Fred Ilensolt, as Terence Fitzpatrick O’Grady, interpreted the leading roles exceedingly well. Dorctha Garvin as Lady Mary’s niece bad the audience won from the first. A large amount of praise goes to Miss Wilkinson, who directed and staged the comedy. THE BITTER ROOT 79 STATE MUSIC MEET The high school quartette consisting of Milton Brown, Harold Bailey, Fred Hensolt, and Millard Gravbeal, placed second in the State Music Meet held at Great Falls, April 1-4. Ruth Sears took third place in the vocal solo contest, and Hazel West, second place in the music memory contest. Millard Gravbeal was one of the five in the final contest for piano solos. Only the six contestants were entered from our high school, but they did exceedingly well, since there were 300 contestants at the meet. Missoula high school was given ninth place in the meet. Most of the schools in the state sent around 30 contestants. This is the first time that our high school has entered in the State Music Meet, and we feel quite proud of our results. 80 THE BITTER ROOT A Day’s Journey Prelude Four years of High School are to me As ’twere a trip through learning’s wilds; One long clay’s journey of time’s days, A varied way of many miles. Some sorrow, grief, much pleasure, gain Attend the day’s march as one goes. School friends, school sports, beguile the trip, Perhaps the happiest, one e’er knows. Sign posts and guide books show the way. Wise words of teachers, scorned sometimes, But later cherished when the road Has wound far past High School confines. The evening is at hand And shadows gather on a day, to me, replete With crowding incidents, some bitter, and some sweet. The light fades as I stand. At break of this day’s dawn T started forth with dread for what the hours might bring. Fear vanished soon; the sun shone; birds began to sing— A new resplendent morn. The sun blazed high above Illumining my path around with gladsome light. Rills rippled; trees moved branches; smiled the flowers bright. The world seemed full of love. Not sunshine all the way. Clouds formed ; dark mountains frowned whose steep sides I must scale. Heart said: “Go on; shrink not; climb fast; you must not fail. Tis going swift—the day.” Good friends were also near. Their words of sympathy and help, a needed prod To push me on to heights above the foothill’s clod. Their love, my evening cheer. The day is almost done. What will the next day bring to me in knowledge quest? Its footways may 1 bravely tread until the rest Of victory I have won. bob McKenzie, ’24. 82 THE BITTER ROOT Football Personnel CAPTAIN HAROLD BAILEY, Center. “Fat” was, without doubt, the backbone of the team. He seemed to be everywhere at once. Besides being the surest and hardest tackier on the team, be was one of the best blockers. IIis spirit and determination put fight into the rest of the boys, M. II. 8. bates to see you leave. Good luck to you, “Fat.” LEONARD CLAEK, Captain-elect, half-back. The greatest difficulty Clark had was keeping eligible. He was un- surpassed on the football field, being an all around man. Besides being one of the best ground gainers, he was also a reliable kicker and passer. At the close of the season Clark was chosen to lead next year’s team. Here’s luck to you, Leonard, in school as well as in football. TOM STREIT, Tackle. Tom was one of the men left from last year’s team. lie played even a better game of football than the year before. Fast on the charge and a sure tackier. Tom went into every play with all his might. BOB MACKENZIE, Guard. Bob, playing his second year of football, showed up to good advantage. His size and weight made him a valuable lineman, where his tackling and blocking proved an asset. ROBERT CRADDOCK, Quarterback. This was Bobbie’s first year at the game. Nevertheless, he was one of the mainstays of the team. He was a fast open field runner and a marvel at returning punts. Bobbie received honorable mention on Scott’s All State team. ELMER DRAGSTEDT, End. Elmer proved to be a flash at the wing position. Into every play and making numerous tackles behind the line, he leaves a record that will be hard to excel. RALPH DICKSON, Guard. “Snus” decided to come out and “show some of the boys up.” He showed his stuff in every game, being right there with the fight and spirit that is characteristic of M. II. S. DWIGHT HUGHES, Tackle. “June” was one of the big boys of the team. When he tackled, it made the other fellow feel as if a whole team had jumped on him at once. “June” will be back next year, smacking them harder than ever. MILTON BROWN, Half-back. “Brownie’s” one vulnerable spot was bis nose. He didn’t let this bother him long. He procured for himself a nose guard and then started to make up for lost time. His ability to “boot them” proved a great asset to the team. (Continued on Page 113) THE BITTER ROOT 83 84 THE BITTER ROOT Football Though the 1923 football season was not a victorious one for Missoula, nevertheless it was a creditable season. Most of the credit goes to Coach Miller, who built lip a hard fighting machine out of mostly green material. Captain “Fat” Bailey should also be commended for his spirit and leader- ship throughout the season. With only three men from last year’s team, Captain Bailey, Streit, and MacKenzie, as a nucleus, Mr. Miller developed a team that could give and take punishment with a smile. The first two weeks of practice were spent in preliminaries. Wind sprints, setting up exercises, and dummy practice were in vogue. Following this was the division of the squad into teams; then signal practice was com- mended. The outlook for a good team was bright, there being many beefy and brawny men out for practice. The season was opened by a one-point victory over Deer Lodge. The game was hotly contested, the outcome being uncertain until the final whistle signaled the 14-13 victory. Harlan King was the outstanding star of the game. 11 is line plunging was the only thing that saved us from defeat. Clark, Bailey, and Craddock also showed up well. On October 13 the strong Flathead County team from Kalispell defeated Missoula by a score of 25-6. The game was not as one-sided as the score indicates, Missoula outplaying Kalispell in every phase of the game, except passing. The yard sticks showed that Missoula made almost twice as many yards from scrimmage as did Kalispell. The Purple and Gold, in the first half, could not seem to master the pass formation used by the Flathead boys, but, nevertheless, they came back in the second half, playing Kalispell off their feet. However, the points made in the first part of the game were enough to cinch the victory for the Orange and Black. King again starred, supported strongly by Craddock and Bailey. Just before the Butte game. King was forced to drop football. This put somewhat of a crimp in our hopes for a victory over Butte. Besides this, there were several injured in the Flathead game, throwing them out of the coming fray. Butte came down with a team consisting of several veterans and a record of many victories. The Garden City team could not hold out against the experienced Purple and White gridsters. Up to this time Butte had averaged more than a point a minute in the games played, besides not having been scored on. Missoula held them to 5-8 points and also was able to score a touchdown on them. The touchdown came in the last quarter when Sturm grabbed a pass and raced half the field for a touchdown. Missoula found another star in Brown, who proved to be the only man capable of bucking the Butte line. Captain Bailey was going at top notch form, stopping three- fourths of Butte’s plays unaided. Craddock and Dragstedt also showed up well. TI IE BITTER ROOT 85 After a much needed two weeks’ rest, Missoula journeyed to Helena to battle with the Red and White gridsters on November 3. Though the Purple and Gold lost by the overwhelming score of 37-3, this game, too, was not as one-sided as might be indicated by the result. Three times Missoula was on Helena’s 20-yard line. The Garden City team lost a possible chance to score by a fumble that was heaved by a Helena end who raced for a touchdown. Missoula’s score came on a place kick by Clark from the thirty-two yard line. Clark also showed up well in passing. Craddock and Bailey, too, deserve credit. The former’s pluckiness at returning punts and his ability to gain through the line, won for him the admiration of the crowd. Bailey shone for his defensive playing as well as for his offensive smashing. Kain and Toy were the mainstays of the Helena team. Missoula’s offensive was weak- ened by the removing of Brown, star half-back. Brown was injured in the second play and was unable to continue. Missoula’s defeat of the Valiev champions, 26-0 was one of the most surprising events of the season. The Hamilton boys came down on November 10, sure of a victory. Starting out with a bang which saw no relaxation until the final whistle, the Garden City team played the Valley boys off their feet. Missoula’s goal line was never in danger, so perfect was their defensive. Bobbie Craddock was the outstanding star of the fracas. His long runs, two for 45 yards each, coupled with short gains, were leading factors in the vic- tory. Clark’s punting and passing were the best of the season. Boyd, who had been shifted from the line to the backfield, also made a very creditable showing. Captain Bailey was without doubt the strongest man in the line. Supported by Tom Streit, he succeeded in opening large holes through which the backfield men slipped with no difficulty. For Hamilton, Roberts, quarter- back; Dobbins, halfback, and Gordon, end, stood out. Taylor at center also played a good game. The Purple and Gold ended the football season November 17 by a 49-0 defeat at the hands of Stevensville. Missoula, though greatly outweighed, fought hard and fiercely. The Garden City boys looked the best in the first quarter and greatly outplayed their opponents in the fourth quarter. In this period the ball was in Stevensville’s territory most of the time. Craddock and Bailey played the best games for Missoula. The former seemed to be the only ground gainer, making 92 of the 110 yards gained from rushing. Bailey was the strongest defensive player in the line, being in on every play. For Stevensville, Carpenter and Crew were the stars. Carpenter’s line smashes on the offensive, and his work on defensive were brilliant. Drew gained yards at will on criss-cross and end runs. This year has not been successful from a Missoula standpoint. Two games were won and four were lost. The team deserves credit for its fight and comeback. The prospects are good for a winning team next year. From this year’s squad Hughes, Latimer, Clark, Smith, Sturm, and Lemeaux will be back as well as a likely looking bunch of second string men. 86 THE BITTER ROOT The Best Did you fail in the race? Did you faint in the spurt Where the hot dust choked and burned? Did you breast the tape 'midst the flying dirt That the leader's spikes had spurned? Did you do your best— Oh, 1 know you lost. I know that your time was bad, The best of it since the beginning, lad, Is in taking your licking and grinning, lad, If you gave them the best you had. Did your tackle fall short? Did the runner flash by With the score than won the game? Did it break your heart when you missed the try? Did you choke with the hurt and shame? If you did your best— Oh, I know the score; I followed you all the way through. And that is why I am saying, lad, That the best of the fight is the staying, lad, And the best of all games is the playing, lad, If you give them the best in you. NELSON ROBINS. 88 THE BITTER ROOT THE BITTER ROOT 89 Basketball The first call for basketball men brought forth a large amount of possible material. For the most part the men were all green. Captain Clark being the only veteran on the squad. Soon after basket ball was underway, Clark was declared ineligible, forcing Coach Miller to build up a team of entirely new men. The team deserves praise; though handicapped by lack of ex- perience, they played a brand of basket ball that succeeded in defeating several of the best teams in the state, besides defeating Loyola twice, which earned for them the city championship. M. H. S., 8; Thompson Falls, 21 (Dec. 21). Playing its first game, after only a week’s practice, Missoula lost to the more experienced Thompson Falls quint on the latter’s floor. The Garden City team went well the first half, holding their husky opponents to a 5-5 count. In the second half the Purple and Gold lagged somewhat, allowing their opponents several baskets. The boys who made the trip were: Brown, MacKenzie, Johnson, Bailey, Hoffman, Craddock, and MacDonald. Before the game Milt Brown was chosen to lead the boys throughout the year. M. H. S., 18; St. Maries, Idaho, 17 (Dec. 28). After being on the short end of an 8-lb score, the first half, Missoula, by hard fighting and faster team work, succeeded in defeating the Idaho boys. Baskets by Clark, Craddock, and MacKenzie, made the victory possible. M. H. S., 18; Fort Missoula, 23 (Dec. 29). On the following night, after leading their opponents throughout most of the game, the Purple and Gold boys lost to the Fort through “lucky77 baskets registered from the center of the floor in the last minute of play. In a return game at the Fort January 4. the soldiers defeated the High School squad 30-10 in a “rough and tumble” game. The local quint, ham- pered by the small floor and low ceiling, put up a strong fight, forcing the Fort squad to work for every basket they made. M. H. S., 11; Butte, 28 (Jan. 12). Missoula lost its first Mining District game to Butte on the home floor. The victory for the Purple and White came as a result of superior passing and shooting. Captain Brown did the best work for Missoula. M. H. S., 14; Butte Central, 19 (Jan. 18). After playing Central off their feet in the first three periods, Missoula lost to the Butte boys. Baskets from the center of the floor by J. McKenzie and Javick in the last quarter, resulted in the victory for the Mining City squad. M. H. S., 9; Philipsburg, 18 (Jan. 19) Lack of experience was the cause of the defeat of the Purple and Gold at Philipsburg. Missoula showed a much better passing game than their opponents but had tough luck on their baskets. Wallace Smith showed up best for Missoula, making five of Missoula’s nine points. 90 THE BITTER ROOT M. H. S., 2; Cubs, 38 (Jan. 24). The strong Cub team took the high school to a 38-2 defeat in the II. 8. gymnasium. The play was fast but the Cubs excelled in every department of the game. Wallace Smith made Missoula’s lone count by a heave from the center of the floor. M. H. S., 6; Anaconda, 35 (Jan. 25) The Missoula-Anaconda game was not as one-sided as the score would seem to indicate. In the first quarter Missoula missed six set-ups before Anaconda made a point. In the fourth quarter the Purple and Gold played the Smelter City boys off their feet but could not seem to hit baskets. M. H. S., 9; St. Peters, 10 (Jan. 25). In a game that should have been Missoula's the Garden City boys lost to “Lady Luck.” The game was slow and rough, the referee failing to count numerous fouls. Missoula outplayed her opponents but had poor luck, many shots rolling around the rim and dropping off the side. M. H. S., 20; Poison, 24 (Feb. 1). Inability to hit baskets resulted in another defeat for Missoula at the Lake City. Missoula had a better passing game than Poison but could not register points. MacKenzie and Brown played the best game for Missoula, each making six points. M. H. S., 16; Great Falls, 7 (Feb. 6). The high school hoopsters, upsetting all the dope, won a decided victory over Great Falls. The Garden City boys played in excellent form, excelling at all parts of the game. Brown and Hiemark were the stars for Missoula. The former was high-point man with four field goals to his credit. M. H. S., 13; Butte, 29 (Feb. 8). Superior passing gave Butte a safe lead after the first few minutes had been played on even terms. Twice in the first quarter Missoula tied the count. Missoula showed the Purple and White a better game than the pre- vious one, making them work for all they got. Missoula, 6; Butte Central, 15 (Feb. 9). By a series of fumbles and promiscuous shooting, Missoula dropped a hard fought game to Central. Missoula took the lead by a basket by Mac- Kenzie but soon lost it. The Purple and Gold showed the best form of the encounter in the third quarter, holding the Maroon players to one field goal. M. H. S., 6; Cubs, 46 (Feb. 13). After playing the Cubs to a stand still the first quarter, the II. 8. team weakened and permitted them to run up a victory of 46-6. For the High School, Dr gstedt played the best game. M. H. S., 23; Philipsbu.rg, 15 (Feb. 15). Missoula, displaying the best form of the season, trampled on the Granite County boys for a 23-15 victory. Going at top speed, never relaxing, Missoula downed their opponents easily. Dragstedt and Brown did tin1 best work for Missoula. The former put in four baskets in as many minutes. (CWtkiinued on Page Ilf) THE BITTER ROOT 91 T rack As the warm, balmy days began 1o roll around, the track men became impatient to “get going.” To start the season off right, they elected “Canuck” MacDonald, captain. Class Meet The first chance the rest of the school had of seeing them perform was at the inter-class track meet, April 21, 22, 23. The Seniors took first honors with 114% points—nearly twice the number of their closest competitors, the Sophomores, who had 58 points. Richard Elmore, high point winner with 26% points, saved the Juniors from a trip up the “hill;” otherwise they would have tied with the Freshman with 6 points each. Among the other high score men were MacDonald, Davis, Hoffman, Ileikkila, and Jones. Triangular Meet The triangular meet between the University Freshmen, Loyola, and Mis- soula was a complete walk-away for the Cubs. The final standing showed them to have more than twice the total scores of the two high schools. The final scores of the meet were: Freshmen, 107; Missoula High, 26%; Loyola High, 20%. Captain MacDonald’s speed in the sprints and Ilarlan King’s work in the weights did much to earn the High School second place. Ileikkila and James also helped to bring up Missoula’s standing. State Track Meet The twenty-first annual track meet, staged by the University for the benefit of the various high schools of the state, proved to be a huge success. For the first time in three years the weather man favored the meet with sunshine. Missoula, with a supposedly weak team, surprised everyone by taking sixth place in the meet and fourth place in the relay. Ernest James tied for second in the pole vault, bringing in 3% points. Arthur Peat added four more points by copping second in the second 440-yard run. Davis surprised everyone by taking third place in the second 880-vard run, thus adding three more points. Eino Ileikkila added two more points by getting fourth place in the javelin. The relay was again won by Butte Central. “Frip” Jameson, running first for Missoula in the relay, surprised everyone by holding his own. Hoffman and Peat, running a second and third respectively, lost ground. Captain MacDonald, running last, gained steadily, but the handicap was too great to be overcome. The final standing of the schools were: BUTTE 30 3 4 points HAMILTON 26 13 14 points BIG SANDY .....................213 7 points FLATHEAD 14 3 4 points JORDAN ........................14 points MISSOULA ......................12 1 2 points 92 THE BITTER ROOT The Class Banners The ancient hero kings of English strain Were wont to place their sacred battle flags, Oftiraes but limp and torn and battered rags, In that dim abbey where through years have lain Long lines of England’s noble dead and slain, Who have attained the lofty peaks and crags Of greatness, far above the mighty brags That petty men to make are often fain. Just thus, with love, we place, as one by one The classes end their work in M. II. S., In our assembly hall the banners, made To stand for all the things each class has done In way of trials, triumphs, and success, So that our memories of them will not fade. AST RID ARNOLDSON, ’24. THE BITTER ROOT 93 94 THE BITTER ROOT Paviowa From my point of view, the most worth while thing I have ever seen in a theatre or opera house was a performance given by Paviowa. A band concert, or a pianist, may amuse me for an hour or more, but soon my ears ring, my eyes grow dull, and the sweetest chords or most en- chanting melodies become merely a jumble of sound. Operas, on the other hand, I have never been able to appreciate. But Paviowa—I could watch he; endlessly, without fatigue or knowledge of the passage of time. The program opened, that memorable evening, with an act of little con- sequence. I was disappointed, and not very much interested when the curtain rose on the second scene. But the setting for that scene possessed a charm all its own. There were tiny fir trees, snow peppered, upon the stage, and these were flanked by two slabs of slate rock, gray, formidable shapes sug- gestive of all the cold bleakness of winter. The ground was frost covered, and down through the air came great flakes of snow, falling with a silent, unhurried directness which reminded me of a quiet winter dusk. For fully five minutes there was no other movement on the stage, while the snow kept falling, falling, falling, slowly, and weirdly, and murmuringly. A woman near me shivered. Soon a shape slipped from the shadow of the rock. Another followed, and another, white costumed figures which moved as silently as the snow. The orchestra took up a plaintive, unforgettable refrain, as fresh as a northern dawn and as appealing as the sound of wind in the pines. The dancers glided into the open, moving more swiftly as the tempo increased. They whirled; they eddied; they swayed; and a hundred instruments led them on, swelling the stirring little melody until it became a great voice which filled the dome of the theater. It was then that She came, slender and small, with muscles which stood out like whipcord. There was no mistaking her. Such poise, such technique, such grace is heaven given. The music welcomed her and she responded to it with a pagan abandon. How wonderful it was! I remember sitting breathless, watching her, mv muscles tense and alert. She was a bird, a spirit, a flake of the snow she represented, driven by the wind. There was a violin accompanying her, I remember, and a piano; many other instruments, too, added to the effect, but those particular ones stood out, embroidering the cloth of melody like gold threads in a tapestry. As she whirled, as she poised, as she flashed across the stage, rippling cascades of sound pursued her. The other dancers faded out, leaving her alone with the music. It glimmered; it rose and fell, pausing when she paused, interpreting her movements, leading her to greater heights with its rapturous power. The piano notes thrilled sweetly, to give way to the haunting sweetness of the violin which kept rising until it reached THE BITTER ROOT 95 unbelievable scintillating planes of loveliness. The silvery notes caught it again, and they descended together, growing softer and trillingly sweet. The dancers came again into the light, closing about their queen. There was a burst of applause. The house rocked with it. When at last it died down, there was only a dim expanse of untenanted stage, with the huge slate rocks, and a few frost peppered fir trees to relieve the bareness of it; while down from above the snow kept falling, silently, and weirdly, and murmuringly. BEATRIC E FORKENBROCK, ’24. The Holy Quest Beside the Table Round, in Arthur’s hall, Each in his chosen place, the warriors sat Unarmed and cheerful. Pages, large and small, All garbed in broidered silks of gray and green, Ran here and there with pasties, bread and wine. Along the wall, behind the carved chairs Hung shields of bluest steel and bright design, Each bearing on its patterned face the deeds Of him who sat before it at his bread. The dim rich silks of ancient tapestry Hung everywhere, the work of one long dead And long forgotten, save by Merlin’s thought, Or that old hag who guarded Guinivere. And now sat hidden in some secret place Mumbling her incantations, weird and drear. A minstrel tuned his harp and sang his lay— A joyous song of love and knightly deeds. The fcasters laughed and shouted, carefree, gay With wine and merriment. But one alone, Sat silently attentive to their joy. Princely he was, and yet more saint than prince, A knight untouched by sin; a boy More fit, perhaps, for monkhood than for court, His face a sight to make the heart grow glad, His shoulders broad; his hands, wind tanned and strong. Bespoke the warrior. Such was Galahad. His brimming wine cup. quite untouched, still stood Beside the silver trencher at his place, While he, with dark and somber eyes fast fixed Upon great Merlin’s magic chair, and face, Thought-filled and troubled, sat as though alone. 96 THE BITTER ROOT At last he turned his glance away and said To him who nearest sat. Sir Lancelot, A score of words—no more—but laughter fled From out the great knight’s eyes as up he gazed To the great, gnarled, knotted, oaken seat Untenanted, upon its dais raised. So long he gazed that others, noting, looked And silence fell, and turned was every head Toward where the dull dark letters marked were; “Who sits in me shall lose himself 9 they said. No man had ever sate upon the chair ’Til Galahad upon that fateful night Ascended to the dais by the stair Which Merlin, wisest of the wise, had built— In mockery to those knights who would not climb— And leaned upon it, pale and yet serene, lie sat a little space—a moment s time Tt may have been—before the blinding glow Filled all the hall; a thousand cymbals clashed; A thousand harps played skillfully, and song Rose up from hordes of angel throats. Light flashed In all the hues that know the eastern sky At dawn. Throughout the hall each cheek was pale; Each eye gleamed feverishly as in the glare, All veiled in rosy cloud, they saw the Grail. When Arthur’s knights returned, they found the feast Forgotten: and throughout the hall the knights Were fast preparing for the fateful quest. The king in silent sorrow watched them go. Knowing the ranks would thin within the year. And many, going, would not come again. Ilis grief for them, his love for them, his fear Of all that might befall them, filled his heart, And bitterly he longed to don his arms To search the vision with them, but could not, For each he prayed that safe from earthly harms He might return once more to fill his place Which he had filled before in that great hall; But half, he knew, would not, and many more Would fail their vows. The great king blessed them all. To some, among them many true and bold, Adventure beckoned northward where the lights, Orange and rose and green, flash on the snow In freezing winter dawns, as flashed the light THE BITTER ROOT 97 From off the veiled surface of the Grail. The cup was near to them; it even might Chance that those very colors came from it. And some went westward ’cross the stormy sea That never ceases tossing in its waves But rolls in foamy swells, and stout ships sail With care, lest in the fury of the wind They dash upon the jagged, rugged rocks. While others southward ranged, unto the land Of summer suns, and peace, and indolence ; Of verdant fields and vineyards, woolly flocks, And olive trees, and waters, turquoise blue; Or to the East, whence rises up the sun. And for a year they rode, through every land Where dwelleth man, or beast, or plant, or bird, And all who worthily sought, sought not in vain But saw, where’er they were, the blazing light That hid the rosy Grail, and listening, heard The bright, angelic choir once again. BEATRICE FORKEXBROCK, ’24. Song of a Wandering Frosh I’ve traveled in California, I’ve traveled in Northern Maine, I went to North Dakota, and Back to Montana again. I was only one of the Freshmen, In this big old County High, But I had my hopes and ambitions Of becoming a prominent guy. And on all my roads of travel, While the days were flying by, No place e ’er looked so good to me As old Missoula High. MERRIL BERRYMAN. ’27. 98 THE BITTER ROOT My Favorite Play I had read and reread “Uncle Tom’s Cabin.” Each time it appealed to me more. One day the brilliant thought came to me to dramatize scenes of it. Of course I knew it would be a physical impossibility to do all of it. So I gathered my brothers and sisters together and we hurried down to the gran- ary to see what we could do. The old building served admirably for our purpose. A big grain bin at one end we used as a stage. Boxes piled on each other formed the steps. For curtains we ripped up gunny sacks and then sewed them together length- wise, which made them very serviceable if not artistic. With the aid of a few select actors and actresses from neighboring fam- ilies, we worked for weeks practicing different scenes. Then, I thought it would be great fun to have a regular show, and have the whole neighborhood in to see it. First I set the admission price at five pins. However, the remonstrance was so general that I was afraid our audience would be small; so I finally came down to two. Mothers who had four or five children de- clared there was a pin panic at their homes. Mamma declared there were so many pins lying around she was on pins all the time. Finally all was set. The curtains, after getting stuck several times, were at last drawn. Everything went all right until we came to the scene where Eliza was to cross the river on ice blocks, with her baby. We had wooden boxes covered with lime sacks, which are white, for cakes of ice. Somehow, in setting the stage this time, we had put some of them too far apart. Brave Eliza jumped, but fell about six inches short. Down she went right on top of her baby. A loud cry arose from the audience. I guess they thought she was drowned. She scrambled to her feet and got across in safety, though she did forget to pick up her baby, a big doll. The scene which was the most tragic, at least, from our standpoint, was the ascent of little Eva into heaven. There was an upper story at one end of the granary. Here many things not often used were kept. Dad had fixed pulleys to pull things up there with. This we had utilized for the ascension scene. This time we got Eva about nine feet in the air. There we struck a kink in the rope which would not pull through the pulleys. We were afraid to lean over the edge to fix it. Eva cast one imploring look heavenward. Then, suddenly she changed into a very real little girl, and began to cry. We sig- naled wildly for curtain. It was pulled but to no avail. There Eva dangled, yards above them, so we had to let her down on terra firma again. We were so upset by this accident, we announced to the audience that we would continue the play the next day with only one pin for admission. TREXE TUFTS, ’24. THE BITTER ROOT 99 On Card Indexing One’s Friends Two girls were enjoying the usual indoor sport of discussing their school acquaintances. One part of their talk was characteristic: “That Fred is one kid I don’t like a bit!” “Oh, don’t you? Gee! I think he’s an awfully nice boy.” “Well,” admitted the first, “I really don’t know him awfully well.” This passing judgment on people’s characters on the spur of the moment seems to be a favorite social pastime. The same person who would not think of giving a speech without a good command of his subject, will talk quite freely and thoughtlessly about his slightest acquaintance. At the worst, an unprepared speech could cause only embarrassment to the speaker, while in condemning a person one may do real, though unintentional, harm to a reputation. Why should we not allow human subjects, at least, as much consideration as we would give to a discussion of the rights of Ireland or the latest coal strike? Why not, for instance, spend a little time and thought on making a mental card index of our friends? The first step is thoughtful observation. Watch actions and mannerisms carefully; listen to the talk; try to be fair in your interpretations; and give them the benefit of any doubt. You cannot afford to be prejudiced, and you must see both sides of the question. Keep the facts you obtain in mind. This index will take time for even your closest friends, but gradually you will get your cards filled out and extend your field of observation. So much work is not done without a purpose. You will find your index a useful reference when someone becomes the topic of conversation. You will be sure of what you are saying; you will not judge thoughtlessly, and you can be reasonably certain whether, or not, what others say of your acquaintances is true. RUSSELL COCKS, ’24. A Piece of Pearl Two men were sitting in the smoker of the train, swapping reminiscences. One man, considerably older than the other, was about sixty, perhaps. He was of large build, with grey hair and a short beard. His brow was massive and overhanging, and there were wrinkles about his eyes which told that he had spent a good part of his life in the open. His companion, a man of about twenty-five, was of slightly smaller build. He had black hair, and dark brown eyes. lie was evidently a traveling salesman, for lie was well dressed, and two pencils could be seen protruding from his pocket. It was the younger man who was talking. “Had a queer thing happen 100 THE BITTER ROOT to me once,” he began. ”1 was raised in Michigan, on the White river, near Muskegon.” At this point the old man opened his mouth as if to interrupt, but, on second thought, merely nodded and said, “Go on.” The narrator continued his story: “One day, when I was about fourteen, 1 went squirrel hunting up the river, taking my airedale dog with me. I hunted all morning, and along toward the middle of the day sat down on a log, about fifty feet from the bank of the river, and started to eat my lunch. I gave my dog a bone, but he didn’t seem hungry, for he carried the bone to the bank of the river and proceeded to dig a hole for it. I didn’t pay any attention to him until he began barking sharply, as if he had found some- thing. I went over and peered down the hole which he had dug. At first I could see nothing, but after pulling a handful of sand out, I saw something white at the bottom. 1 felt it with my fingers. It was hard and smooth and my first impression was that it was a large stone. Digging around the edges, however, I discovered what seemed to be a hole in the object. Poking my finger into the hole, 1 was surprised to find that the thing was hollow, with walls about a quarter of an inch thick. “What could this be? Suddenly I realized. It could be only one thing— a human skull. At first I was horrified but this feeling gradually gave place to curiosity and I decided to dig it up and hunt for the skeleton, for it was apparent, from the position of the skull, that it must be detached from the skeleton. I finally dug it up and it proved just as I had expected. Exam- ination revealed a large dent on the right temple, evidently made by a heavy object. “I dug for an hour or so but I could not find the rest of the skeleton. I did, however, unearth one object which 1 thought worth keeping. That was an old revolver, so covered with rust that no part of the mechanism would move. It was of a type used about twenty years before that time and had pearl plates on the handle. One of these plates had a large piece broken out of it. I pried the gun open and found all six chambers filled with unexploded cartridges. ’ ’ Suddenly a flush of excitement filled the older man’s face, but his com- panion did not notice and continued his story. “I took these articles home and showed them to several residents of the town, but no one could tell me anything about them. The revolver is in my grip in the front of the car. I always carry it, just for a souvenir.” Here the narrative ended. The old man looked up. “Could you get that gun?” he asked. “I would like to see it.” His companion replied in the affirmative and arose and went to the front of the car. lie soon returned, bearing a black grip. From its depths he took out the revolver. It was just as he had described it. The old man took it eagerly. He turned it over and over, examining it closely. Then, still holding it, he said, “Now, young man, I’ll tell you my story. THE BITTER ROOT 101 ‘‘You probably noticed that I was surprised when you said that you were raised near White river, in Michigan. For ten years I was a lumber- jack on White river. That was twenty years ago. “The last work that 1 did there was in the spring of ’95. At that time I had a bunkmate named Pete Andrews. The boys called him ‘Pearl Handled Pete,' or ‘Pearl1 for short, because he always carried a pearl handled re- volver. I tell you, son, a better lumberjack couldn’t be found in all Michigan, which meant the whole country then. “One day I was laid up with a busted arm. Pete rushed into the bunk house and said that he had to go down the river and break a jam. After he got his things on, he got some dynamite and caps out of the store room and ran out the door. As he went, his gun hit the side of the door and a piece of the pearl was broken out. He was in such a rush that he didn’t see it, so I picked it up after he was gone. “That was the last I ever saw of Pete. He never came back from down the river. He broke the jam all right, because the logs started to move about an hour after he left. Some of the boys thought he had been killed, but others thought that he was sore at the boss for wishing such a job on him and quit without giving notice. I never learned the truth till now.” Here he stopped and took a small object out of his pocket. He held it up. It was a piece of mother-of-pearl. “See,” he said to his companion, “this is the piece that Pete broke out of his gun. I have kept it ever since, intending to have a watch fob made out of it. Now watch.” He picked up the gun and turned it with the broken side uppermost. With trembling fingers he laid his keepsake on the handle of the gun, and, tapping it slightly, slid it into position beside the remaining part of the handle. He held it up for his companion to examine. It fitted perfectly! COVELL SKEELS, ’26. Getting Acquainted He had a deathly fear of girls. They made him feel uneasy. She, how- ever, was merely looking for a “Man.” Kind fate put the two in the same algebra class, and opposite each other in the study hall. He always grinned cheerfully at her whenever they met. but that was as far as he ever dared go. One fine spring day, when romance was in the atmosphere, she asked, “Got yer alg’bra?” “Uh-huh,” he gulped. “Lemme see ut?” “ITh-huh,” grinning furiously now. “Say, how d’ya work this’n?” 102 THE BITTER ROOT They put their heads together and by the time she had finished asking questions, he had lost some of his backwardness. “ ’R ya goin’ to th’ dance tonight?” she inquired. “S’pose so,7’ he answered uneasily. “S’m I.” She looked at him sidewise, provocatingly. “Let’s go together,” he blurted. “Awright.” They went to the dance and had a fine time, mainly because he was overcoming his timidity. After that memorable occasion he talked to her whenever he could. He was a perfect nuisance to those who had lockers near hers, for a violent shove was tlieir only means of moving him. ROBERT CARDELL, ’26. The Letter X in Algebra As there is no one here to introduce me, I shall take the task upon myself. My name is Mr. X and I live in the Algebra book. 1 have relations who live in other books, too. Some of them have names the same as mine is. I often visit the blackboard as a change of scene. You could never recognize me by the many things for which I stand, because I am very important and stand for many things. I am always ready, when I am connected with a problem, to help the teacher out when she is trying to explain it to a class. Sometimes, in a particularly puzzling problem, they make me stand a long while. They don’t seem to realize how dreadfully tiresome it is to stand on one’s feet so long. In my opinion, often are the times that the class slight my name very much. They say just X, very seldom Mr. X. It makes me feel bad at limes because I play a very important part in the study of algebra. Many times during the day I hear the teacher ask, “Now what-shall we let X equal?” I am always right there when that is said. “Let X equal the supplement,’’ is the answer. That is just one of the many things I stand for, during a week’s recita- tions. Others are the complement, the width, or maybe the length, depending on which is unknown. I often stand for A’s, B’s or C’s share of some money or land, this time for whichever is smallest. I always stand for the unknown quantity in the beginning, so when, in the end, I am no longer an unknown quantity, there is much rejoicing among all concerned. RUTH HAUGEN, ’27. THE BITTER ROOT 103 The Vigil A ONE-ACT LOCAL COLOR PLAY BY MARY ELIZABETH S ED MAN, ’24. PETER HARPSTER NANCY HARPSTER. JAKE BROWN...... •I A E ...... ............A Neighbor Nancy’s Young Sister A Miner Ilis Wife BANTON and (TUB-FOOT GEORGE Gr E.Road A gen ts The curtain rises and discloses the rude interior of a cabin built in Aider Gulch in the dags of the gold rush to Virginia City. There is a fireplace in the center with a window to the right of it and a door which leads to the left. There is a couch on the left side and near it is a door. On the right, a little toward the center and front, is a table. On it is a clean white cloth, a quaint silver teapot, and some dishes waiting to be put away, for it is some time after supper. There are three or four roughly made straight chairs, and a bench by the outside door has two pails on it. There is a rude cradle by the fireplace. Over the mantel hangs a portrait of a beautiful young girl. That, together with the linen cloth and the silver teapot, strikes an incongruous note in the crude room. There is an old, worn rifle near the fireplace to show that danger is not absent. Nancy, a young, rather pretty woman, rises from her seat by tin cradle and lights a lamp on the table, for it is quite dark now. Nancy wears her simple grey dress with an air that alone would betray, even if the portrait and the silver did not, that she and her husband had not always lived in these rough surroundings. As Nancy puts the dishes away, Peter IIarpsteR comes in. He is a fine man with a reckless, devil-may-care attitude toward life. All llml he can see in life is the game to be played, the dare to be taken. We can see that Nancy, too, is daring, or she would not have come to this wild, lonely country, but she does not live solely for the minute as docs Peter. Peter starts to speak as he comes in but Nancy laughingly puts her finger on her lips and points to the cradle. Peter smiles and tip-toes awkwardly over to the chair by I he table and sits down. He drums his fingers on the table and a stern, worried look comes over his face. Nancy notices this, comes toward him, and puts her hand on his shoulder. Nanc . What's the matter, Peter? Not— Peter. Uh huh. Those road agents again. Nancy1. Well, well—what are they going to do? Peter. Oh, I don’t know. Something. Nancy. Peter- I hope you don’t have to go. Peter. Can’t tell—I may have to go. Nancy. I suppose— Peter. You know, Nancy, this thing just gets me. Here these road agents come in here and run everything their own way. It’s awful. No man is safe. Look at Charley Forbes. There’s a devil for you—boasting that he killed 104 THE BITTER ROOT Dillingham, and nobody says a thing! Look at Dutch John! What’s he afraid off Nothing! Good reason, too—Plummer, head of some band of dirty thieves, a Sheriff. Good heavens! Think of it—a Sheriff! What can honest men do, anyway ? Nancy. Something certainly must be done. It’s terrible. It’s ruining the country. Peter. It’s a damned outrage. Lord! it makes me mad to think of it. Nancy (after a pause). It’s awfully selfish of me, but—1 wish you didn’t have to be in any danger. Suppose something should happen to you ? Oh, if anything did, Peter— Peter. Shucks! Nothing’s going to happen to me; nothing’s happened to me so far and nothing will. Well, even if anything did, you can get that gold dust we hid in the fireplace there. That’d keep you and little Pete just fine. Nancy. But what would I do without you? Oh, you mustn’t leave me alone! It’s hard—hard— Peter. Poor girl! I know it’s hard. I guess we’d better go back to Springfield. I can always be a lawyer, you know. (Smiling ruefully.) Nancy. No, Pete, no! Why, I just love it here! I couldn’t go back! We mustn’t go back. We’re so free here. Pete, Plummer and his band can’t last forever and we’re making a new country. I just glory in the work I have to do. Oh, Peter, say we won’t go back! Peter. By gosh, we won’t, Nancy! (Bringing his fist down on the table.) Nancy (laughing) . Sh—the baby. But listen, the only thing I mind is your being in danger. I wish you could promise not to go, but— Peter. You know I can’t. Nancy. Yes, I know. I know. It wouldn’t be right for you to promise that just for me. Peter. My, you make me proud when you say that, Nancy. 1 know you understand how it is. Not many women would. Nancy. I don’t think J would have understood back in Springfield- -but here—I just can’t help understanding. Peter. You know, you and little Pete are the dearest things I’ve got—the only things I’ve got. And Montana—here, this country—it’s a part of me. It needs me, now, if it ever will. Nancy . Any day, Peter, you may have to choose which one— Peter (slowly). I know it, Nancy—and on that day I’ll just have to do what I think is right. There is no other way— Nancy. Yes, it’s the only way—but— (They arc interrupted by the appearance of Jake Brown and Jane. Jane is a girl aboul fifteen, very simply dressed and with a dark cape. She carries a little bundle. Brown is a typical miner—rough and crude. Jane comes into the room and Brown stands in flee door wag.) Jane. Ilello, Peter. Oh. Nancy, I’ve had such a good time. Lizzy and I had so much fun. Nancy (putting her arm around Jane,). Did you, little sister? Mv, I’m glad you’re back! Peter. Ilowdv, Brown. THE BITTER ROOT 105 (Brown starts to say something hut Peter silences him with a look at Nancy.) Nancy. How do you do, Mr. Brown? You’ll stay a while, won’t you? We hardly ever see you. Brown. No’m, I can’t stay long. I just wanted to talk to Pete a while. Nancy. Well, we’ll let you and Peter have your talk. I want you to take something to Mrs. Brown for me, though. ('Nancy and Jane go out to the left, talking in pantomime.) Peter. Well, what’s the news? Has Dutch John— Brown. Dutch John’s confessed. Peter. What did he say? Brown. Same thing Red Yager said. Peter. Then Plummer is tin head of that gang? Brown . Yep, he sure is. Peter . Now, we can act, then. Brown. The Vigilance Committee has listed all them names and every last man’s a-going to hang or git out of the country ’fore we’re through. Peter. It’s the only way. Plummer should be gotten rid of first, though. Brown. Shore—that’s just what that ther Committee said; ’n they want you to go git ’im. It’s got to be done right quick. Peter. Good! I’ve just been waiting for that. We’d better tonight. Brown. Shore, I knew you’d say that. I told Tom and Joe to meet us pretty soon at the cross roads. But, ye know what yer in fur. don’t ye? Peter. I’m out to get that damn dirty thief; that’s what I’m in for! Brown. Yeah, but that ain’t all; yuh’ll have that whole dirty pack on ye— they’re on yer trail right now for helpin’ to get Red Yager. Peter. Huh, they can’t hurt me! I don’t care—just so they’re gotten out of the country. Brown . Your wife— Peter. That’s the only thing, Brown. It’s mighty hard on her. She sure is wonderful about it, too. We were just talking about it. It’s rotten for her, isn’t it? She’ll understand, though. Don’t say anything about this to her, will you? She doesn’t know what I’ve been doing. Brown. No. I won’t say nothin’. Say, that bangin’ of Ives shore was providential, weren’t it? Peter. It sure was. It started this whole thing. You were there, weren’t you i Brown. Yep, y’know the trial lasted till evenin’ o’ the second day. It was outdoors ’n them crowds o’ people a-standin’ there, ’n the pris’ner under guard, ’n them big fires a-burnin’ an’ dancin’. I’ll never see the like agin. Ever’ man a-standin’ there in mortal fear of his neighbor. It was terrible. Y’ never knew but what them roadsters was stronger in that crowd than honest men an’ mebbe they’d draw their guns. An’ then the jury come in n’ said he was guilty. Nobody knew what to do next. Then Colonel Sanders, he gits up ’n says, I kin remember his very words; he moves “that George Ives be forthwith hanged by the neck until he be dead.” An’ they done it. Peter. Say, that was a grand thing for Sanders to do, wasn’t it? That took real courage! 106 THE BITTER ROOT Brown. You bet it did! Y’know I felt sorry, kinda, for Ives. He’s only a kid, y’know, ’n he stood up thar so tall and straight. It touched my heart, it did. Reter . Why, he was one of the most devilish, heartless ones of the whole bunch. It was too bad. Brown. Well, they’re a-goin’ to git Plummer tonight. When he’s strung up, it won’t be so hard to git the others. Peter. Indeed it won’t. I’ll be with you tonight, all right. Brown (going toward the door). Fine. Well, good-bye. Peter (half to himself). Nancy was right. I have to choose now. But, she’ll understand. Brown. What’s that? Peter (starting). Oh, nothing. Don’t say anything to Nancy, will you? Brown . Nary a word. fNancy comes into the room with Jane. She has a jar of preserves in her hand.) Nancy. I’m sorry you have to go, Mr. Brown. Take these preserves to Mrs. Brown, will you ? Bee how she likes them. Brown. I will. Thank ye, mam. Good night all. (Goes to the door.) Jane . Good-bye. I had a lovely time. Nancy . Good-bye. (Jane goes over and sits by the cradle. Nancy goes out to right. Peter picks up his hat and gets a pail from the bench.) Peter (putting on his hat and speaking self-consciously) . Well, I guess 1 '11 go get some water. (He goes to the door, starts out, then looks to see if Jane is noticing him. She is not, so he tip-toes in very cautiously, puts the pail on a chair, takes up his rifle, and hurriedly goes outside.) Nancy (coming back into the room). Oh, Peter— Jane. He went to get some Water. Nancy (seeing the pail on the chair). But here’s the pail. (A light of growing cum prehension comes on her face and she tanks toward the fire-place.) It’s gone, Jane; he’s gone to get water with his rifle! Jane (laughing). Why, Nancy, how foolish. (She gets up from beside the cradle and comes to the table.) Nancy. Jane! Where has he gone? Oh, I suppose he’ll be back in a min- ute. We can wait. There’s nothing to worry about. Jane. Did you hear about the capture of Dutch John? Mr. Neil Howie got him, and Mr. Brown says that Mr. Howie is one of the bravest men he’s ever seen. You know Dutch John is one of the boldest and strongest of that band and almost any time he could have killed Mr. Howie. Nancy. No, Jane. XoJ (More gently.) Let’s not talk about it. Would you just as soon get me that shirt of Peter’s? It’s in the press in your room. Jane. Yes, indeed. The blue one? (She goes out at the left as Nancy nods her head. Nancy goes toward the fin place, stretches her hand out to the side of it. then fearfully draws it back again as Jane conics in. There is a short pause in which Jane senses that something is wrong.) THE BITTER ROOT 107 Nancy (with a sort of shuddering sigh) . Oh, I wish Peter would come. I hope he isn’t— Jane. Nancy, what’s flu matter? Nancy (trying to appear unconcerned) . Nothing, clear. (She rises and straightens the cover on the cradle. Jane takes a hook from the mantle and opens it. Nancy turns up tire lamp on the table and Jane goes over to it to read. Nancy sits by the fire and looks at the portrait.) Nancy. I wonder what they’re doing in Springfield now. Jane. Probably just getting home from prayer meeting. Nancy. Don’t you love Springfield? It was so- prim and— Jane . Orderly. Oh, I do love it. Nancy. Do you remember Rafa’s party when—Oh, I wish Peter would come! Where do you suppose he is? Jane. Maybe he went to Brown’s. Nancy. Well, why didn’t he say so, then. Listen, what was that? Jane'. Nancy! Don’t scare me that way. What? Nancy. I thought I heard a noise. (She looks at the fireplace and then laughs self-consciously.). I guess I’m just nervous. I wish Peter would—I just know lie’s gone to—let’s talk about Springfield, Jane. Jane. I just love it, don’t you? Nancy (absently). Yes—my. but it is dark out! ’Member the arc light on the corner in Springfield? Jane. Oh. yes, and the people passing. Nancy. It’s different here, though. Jane (becoming absorbed in her book) . Uh huh. (There is a tense pause, in which Nancy alternately sews fitfully and glances at (he door. S'he gels up nervously and straightens the cover on the couch. She walks to the door, looks out, and then goes to her place by the fire. She looks intently at the portrait above the mantel.) Nancy. Jane, did yen ever think how Aunt Mannie up there typifies Springfield ? Jane. No, I never did. Nancy. A girl’s—a woman’s life, there, was just as sheltered and pro- tected as could be—in a certain way. You remember how it was? Could that lovely girl step down from that frame now. You remember how gentle and weak and—and—timid Aunt Mannie was? I wonder if she could live out here with murderers and cattle thieves and robbers and—and—hangings. Jane. There certainly would be some change, wouldn’t there? Nancy. I used to be just as sheltered and protected as she was. Jane. Yes, but. you’ve got something. I’ve often wondered what it was— bravery, 1 guess, and unselfishness—that Aunt. Mannie never had. Nancy. Jane, I’m not a bit brave now. I’m scared. T wish Peter would come. It’s getting awfully late, Jane. You’d better go to bed. (She hopes as she says this that, Jane wonyt go.) Jane (sensing Nancy’s feeling). Oh, I don’t want to go yet. I’m not a bit tired. 108 THE BITTER ROOT Nancy (relieved) . Just as you like, dear. (There is a pause. Jane goes on reading and Nancy tries to sew. She. starts to rise but sits back again.) Nancy. Do you remember how particular Aunt Kate was about our not staying alone, and the neighbors so close? Here the nearest neighbors are two miles and a half. Jane. It’s a lot different here. Would you rather bo in Springfield? Nancy. Jn Springfield? Mercy, no! J couldn’t stand it. I just love it here! If only Peter would tell me where— Jane. You know I feel the same way, too. Wouldn’t they be shocked? Nancy. I should say so. (There is another pause. Nancy looks at the fire; then tries to sew; and. glances at the door.) Nancy. It’s getting so late. (There is a slight noise outside.) What was that? (She rises and looks toward the door.) Jane . I didn’t— Nancy. Oh, hush! I hear something. (She looks out the window.) Oh, it’s so dark—and still—and lonely, Jane. There are two men coming toward the cabin. Jane. Oh, Nancy! (She conies over to Nancy J Is it Peter? Maybe it is. Nancy. Jane, one of them limps! Oh, something’s happened to Peter. Oh, oh— Jane. Nancy, that’s not Peter! That man’s too little for Peter. (There is a knock at the door.) Voice Outside. Hallo! Let us in! Jane. See, that isn’t Peter. Who is it? Nancy . I don’t know—maybe— Voice Outside (knocking again). Hallo, there! Jane. Oh, Nancy! (She catches Nancy by the arm.) Nancy. Hush; Whatever you do, don’t act frightened. (She goes to the door and opens it. Two rough looking men come in. The first, Banton, is rather neatly dressed, but there is a hard, cruel look on his face. The second, George, has a club-foot. Ills clothing is disarranged and. untidy. They come into the room, brushing Nancy aside, and took around.) Banton. Where’s Harpster? Nancy. He isn’t here now. Is there anything I can do? George. Naw! Tell us where that dirty, lowdown— Banton. Shut up, George! Isn’t Harpster here? Nancy . No, he isn’t. George . Where is he? Nancy . I don’t know. Banton (harshly). Come on, now, no foolin’! Where’s Harpster? Nancy. I tell you I don’t know. He went out this evening. I think with Jake Brown. Banton . Brown ? George. Damn it! Tell us where lie went! (lie grabs Nancy’s arm.) THE BITTER ROOT 109 Nancy (pushing his arm off). Don’t touch me! 1 don’t know where he is. I shouldn’t tell you if I did. (George shakes her.) Ban ton . Hey, you—lay off that rough stuff. She don’t know where he is. We’re too late anyhow. Didn’t you hear her say he’d gone with Brown? George. Yes—he’s probably got Plummer by now ’stead of our gittin’ him! Ain’t that rotten! Lord—everything’s go-in’ wrong now! Banton. Shut up! We’d better clear out. Montana’s no place for us. Plummer’s a-hangin’ from a cottonwood. George. You bet it ain’t! Let’s vamoose pronto. (They move toward the door. George starts hack as though he has forgotten something. He looks around the room and then goes to the couch and pulls off the cover.) Banton. You damn fool! Don’t worry about that gold now. Get Harp- ster first; then come back and get the loot. (He pulls George toward the door.) George (grumblingly) . Well, all right—but be sure ’n come back. (They go out the door together. Jane sits down at the table and Nancy by the fire. They are horror-stricken by what they have heard. They merely look at each other for a moment. Nancy. What are we going to do-? Oh, what are we going to do? Jane. J don’t know. Do you know where Peter is? Nancy. I can only imagine. Jane, they’re going to kill him, if they find him! Oh, what can I do? Jane. Can’t you go to warn him? Nancy. Where can I go? I don’t know where he is? Oh, if he’d only told me— Jane. W-wh-what if they—catch him? Nancy. Didn’t you hear? They’ll kill him—kill my Peter! Oh, it’s terrible, and I can’t do a thing! Jane. Maybe they didn’t mean that— Nancy. Mean it? Of course they meant it! Do you know who that ugly man was with the club foot? Jane. No, who was he? Nancy. That was Club-foot George—one of Plummer’s road agents. I saw him once in Virginia City. The other was probably another one. Jane. Then they really meant what they said. Nancy. Of course they did—and they’ll do it, too. Jane. Oh— Nancy. Oh, and I can’t do a thing—not one thing! (She walks up and down. Then she goes and straightens the cover on the couch.) Not one thing. (Jane cries softly and Nancy goes back to the fireplace.) Jane. Did you hear what they said about—coming back? Nancy . Y es. (There is a pause in which Nancy tries to sew but has to stop. She rises and walks up and down the room nervously. Jane watches her. Finally Nancy sits down and gives way to her first tears.) THE BITTER ROOT 1 10 Nancy. Oh, Jane, I’m seared, scared! (Jane comes over to her and puts her arm around her. Nancy controls her tears.) Jane. Don’t worry, sister. Nothing will hurt us. Nancy. Us! Hurt us! That’s not what I’m worried about, silly! I’m afraid for Peter! Oh, why didn’t he tell me where he was going? Why can’t I do something? Jane. He didn’t tell you where he was going? Nancy. Oh, Jane, that’s just it! I must wait! I can stand everything else—hard work—discomfort—hunger—cold—anything that has to do with phys- ical hardship, but this—this is the worst. Just to sit her and wait, and wait! Not to know where he is; not to know when he’ll come; maybe he’ll never come back! Oh, Jane, it’s this everlasting waiting that wears a woman’s heart away! (Jane holds Nancy lighter. There is a pause. Jane goes over to the. eoueh and. sits down. A faint light, the first grey tinge before the dawn, has been growing slowly ever since the bandits left the cabin. There is a noise outside.) Jane . Nancy, did you hear that ? Nancy (dully). That noise? Yes, they’re probably coming back for the gold. Club-foot George and the other— Jane. But Nancy, lock the door. Nancy. What’s the use? Peter—won’t come. (The door opens and Peter comes in. He looks around rather sheepishly.) Peter. Hello! Nancy (turning) . Oh, Peter! (She runs to him.) Oh, my dear, I thought you couldn’t come! I thought—I thought— Peter (taking her in his arms) . Poor little girl. Did anything happen? Nancy . Oh. yes, yes! Jane (excitedly) . Oh, Peter, Club-foot George and another man came here for you, to get you, they said. Peter. What! Came here? Well, they wouldn’t have hurt you and they didn’t get me, did they? Nancy (half sobbing). I)—do—you think I e-eared what they did to me? Peter (laughing) . You little goose! But we met them down on tin road and as soon as they saw us, they began to go like fury—that's the reason, I guess. fPeter, suddenly weary, sits down at the table and a strange, stem look comes over his fare, making him suddenly look older. Nancy sees this and comes over to him.) Nancy. Poor boy. Did—did you get them? Peter. Plummer? Yes, and Stinson and Ray, too. Nancy. Well, well, what happened? Peter. We went with some of the Vigilantes from Bannaek. Plummer was very cool. He started to pick up his coat; it had a gun in it. Nancy. Oh. my dear! Peter. We saw it in time, though. Of course they all protested innocence at first, but the evidence was too strong—so we took ’em out! It wasn’t so bad with Stinson and Ray; they’re just common thieves, you know, just mean, but Plummer—none of us wanted to take him up, up, up—lie was a gentleman. He THE BITTER ROOT might have been a good man, a fine man—and instead, there he was—wicked, afraid, with death waiting for him. I tell you, Nance, it was awful! There wasn’t one of us who wasn’t sorry. Nancy. Oh, you poor hoy. But look! It’s almost light, Peter. Why, you must be hungry. Make some coffee, will you, Jane? And cook some bacon, too. (Jane goes off to the right.) Peter. Well, with Plummer—gone—tin rest will go. Nancy (rising and going to the door. She opens the door and Zooks out. The first tints of dawn are in the sky). Yes. Peter, the rest will go (pausing.) Oh. Peter, the nights are long and—dark, here in Montana, but, look—the new day is clear. CURTAIN. PROPHECY (Continued from Pain 14) with broad smiles. If your right ear-lobe hurts, go to see Dr. Wellington; she’ll cure you. Recently the Crown Prince of Siam had his hair cut. As a result he developed an alarming case of pneumonia. Fifteen minutes of Toiva 1 lamina’s hypnotic treatment resulted in sending him back to Siam as well as ever. “Franklin Meeker and Dorotha Garvin are spending their lives in the jungles of darkest Africa. They are seeking the elusive pink lizard. “Robert Craddock is a missionary in India. However, it is rumored that he is secretly living the life of a crook, aided by his wife, Neva Thompson. “In the northeastern part of Brazil lies the great piano plant of ‘Good and Plummer.’ Allan and Virginia are the inventors of the folding piano— the kind which you can move in a suitcase from place to place. “Marjorie Smith is agitating for prison reform. She advocates more carpets, softer pillows, better eats, and a valet for each prisoner. “In Chicago there is a long narrow street where alone, save for the dumb companionship of a parrot and an old black cat, lives Madame Nora Cromwell, reading the stars and practicing palmistry. “Lillian Snyder and Louis Hoffman are running a farm for the aid of homeless cats. Louis attributes the success of this institution to his fine education and to his wife’s wonderful system of economy. “Bobbie Brandegee is a writer of comic operas. Mary Elizabeth Sedman, famous prima donna, has greatly contributed to the phenomenal success of Bobbie’s work. She hits the high Cs in every act and doesn’t mind it at all. “Kenneth Davis is a dancing instructor. Besides teaching countless pupils, he has written several volumes on this gentle art. In so doing he feels that he at least deserves a place in ‘Who’s Who.5 “Astrid Arnoldson teaches Latin in the Beaux Arts University at Horace, Ohio. Her name has been much before the public lately, for she lias trans- THE BITTER ROOT I 12 lilted the ‘Third Book of Virgil’ into Gaelic. She is also the author of a very learned treatise entitled: ‘The Philosophy of Ovid and Why.’ “Cordelia Wagar is at the head of a large millinery establishment in the Philippine Islands. It is believed that the unique styles which she orig- inates will soon be accepted in the United States, providing she can sell her creations at the low price of $1.98 apiece. “Janet Raff is the tax collector in the thriving city of DeSmet. She col- lects a half million dollars annually, if this town keeps up at this gait, it will have paved streets yet. “Charles Wood has joined the Mayo Brothers in Rochester and has become a surgeon of no mean ability. His tall dark figure, moving among the wards brings forth many a fluttering sigh from romantic nurses, who hope in vain. “Margaret Aiken and Elmer Dragstedt were last seen guiding foolish tourists through Arabia. Though the returns are small, this singular couple insist that not gold brings happiness, but service to mankind. “Lloyd Russell is known as the Poet of Colusa. It is told of him that one day, while cutting pork chops for a customer, a great inspiration struck him; he forthwith left the indignant purchaser standing there, and dashed off his famous ‘Song to the Sleeping Sleep.5 That established his reputation and he is now regarded as the legitimate successor to Rudyard Kipling. “James Montgomery is a ribbon clerk in Daniels and Fisher’s Store in Denver. Everyone has heard of the tower in this building from which one can see miles around. Myrtle McLean, after much competition from Beatrice Cady, has secured the position of running the tower elevator. “Pearl Leonard is known everywhere as the ‘Speed Demon.’ It is said that she goes into hysterics if she is compelled to move slower than a hundred miles an hour. Where, oh where is that shy, winsome lass of 1924? “Edith Miller is conducting an insane asylum. She never gets ex- cited; that’s why she is good for this position. Only today she told me of one of the inmates who thought lie was a poached egg, and he went all over the place hunting for a piece of toast to sit on! “Ruth Hartley is candidate on the Socialist ticket for President of the United States. However, she will never get it because the women are not in favor of good-looking women holding public offices. “Mildred Shaw is one of the leading society women in Washington and her husband, Jack Wheatley, is a wig manufacturer. He heard one of his friends say that she adored red hair and ever since then he has done nothing but manufacture it so that she may have all she wants. “Dorothy Smith and Florence Doherty are missionaries in Honolulu. They wear very attractive grass dresses, a la Yaaka Ilula, and play appealing airs on ukeleles that arouse jealousy in the native belles. “Beatrice Forkenbrock is now the Countess of Marlborough, having married into English nobility. Though some people think the Count is a ‘no-account,7 nevertheless, Beatrice enjoys a trip around the world once a year, has a limousine of her own, a private theater and swimming pool and two pekinese dogs. THE BITTER ROOT 1 I 3 “Margaret Stump has now retired, having made an immense fortune at toe dancing. After her first appearance, Anna Pavlowa threw up her career, realizing the futility of such competition. “Vivian Orr draws cartoons for a large newspaper. However, she is not content with this position and is planning on going back to her old home town and running for the mayorship. “Ruth Sears and Helen LaCasse have at last perfected their invention of a new kind of soda-pop. The term ‘moon-shine,’ which was so popular once, has been supplanted by their famous—but, that would be telling!” At this point the Gaseous One heaved a big sigh and laid down his pipe. “And that’s all of the Class of June, 1924, that’s all—” “Never!” I broke in, excitedly. “Remember. I belong to the class of ’24; you haven’t mentioned my fate—” “I beg your pardon, madam—yes. I almost did forget, didn’t I? Let me see—this 1924 dial reveals you spending your years looking for a model hus- band. You will never find him—‘THEM DAYS IS GONE FOREVER!’ ” The Steam Man began to roll up; he wrapped himself around the key in the door; he coughed twice, threw himself through the keyhole—and was gone. A. B., ’24. FOOTBALL PERSONNEL (Continued from Page 82) RAY STURM, Back-field. Ray made his reputation in the Butte game; snagging a long pass, he ran thirty yards for Missoula’s only touchdown. Let’s see you again next year, Ray. EARNEST JAMES, Linesman. “Ernie” was one of the boys who displayed his talent for the first time this year. He was a hard and faithful worker, always maintaining the old fighting spirit. CLIFFORD BOYD, Full-back. Starting the season as linesman, “Cliff” was finally shifted to the back- field, where his speed and weight made him a dangerous man. ARCHIE RUST, End. Archie’s speed proved to good advantage many times. His willingness to try and his ability to give and take made his services indispensable. DICK LATIMER, Backfield. Dick may not have been very big but that didn’t seem to bother him at all. Smacking the big and small alike, he proved that size didn’t count. Good luck to you next year, Dick. Credit should be given to the fellows who were on the second team and who will fill the ranks that were vacated by the first team this year. They are: Porter, Johnson, Jones, Lemieaux, Muckier, Eigeman, Jacobsen, Deer- ing, and Smith. THE BITTER ROOT I 14 BASKETBALL (Continued from Page 90) M. H. S., 13; Anaconda, 9 (Feb. 16). Captain Brown, playing his last scholastic basket ball, made a victory possible for Missoula. Repeating the form they showed the night before, with a better defense added to it, the Purple and Gold avenged their former defeat. Of the thirteen points, Brown made nine and MacKenzie made four. MINING DISTRICT TOURNAMENT. Coach Miller, accompanied by MacKenzie, Dragstedt, Johnson, Greybeal, Bailey, Hoffman, and Dvorak, made the trip to Helena to take part in the tournament. Missoula was handicapped by the loss of Brown, who had be- come twenty-one a few days previous to the trip. Nevertheless the boys put up a good fight. M. H. S., 12; Mt. St. Charles, 16 (Feb. 21). After leading St. Charles all through the game, Missoula lost to the Ilill- topper’s long shots in the last two minutes of play. Dragstedt and MacKenzie went the best for Missoula. M. H. S., 10; Anaconda, 38 (Feb. 22). Anaconda, who had been defeated by Helena in the first game of the tournament, played the opening game with Missoula the second day. The result was a victory for the Anaconda team. CITY CHAMPIONSHIP. For the first time in the history of the schools, Missoula and Loyola played for the City Championship. Missoula took both games. M. H. S., 19; Loyola, 15 (Jan. 30). Taking an early lead, Missoula succeeded in defeating the Blue and White warriors. MacKenzie and Dragstedt were tied for high points with eight points apiece. M. H. S., 11; Loyola, 10 (March 13). A long heave by MacKenzie in the last few seconds of the play resulted in a victory for Missoula in a return game played in the Loyola gymnasium. Dragstedt was high score man with six points to his credit. This closed the basket ball season which, though not a winning season, was nevertheless a creditable one. Here’s good luck to next year’s team! 116 THE BITTER ROOT i Flirting. 2. Kidd in $tVw- 3. tooyou j 4 Bein g in love. WANTED FDR 5. J3re.4 fcin| «.«vrts. 6. MaKi n £ TrAd«s. 7. Too 'ood lool in , 8. Fussihg . q.TW Arvy thin . 10. H Av i n ot 31 11. Ta I kinj f«orr� u. c-K. i . Working lioliAi-d- CRIMINALS. 5 $5000.00REWARD THE BITTER ROOT I I 7 - INTERCLASS TRACK MEET SENIOR WIN THE BITTER ROOT 1 18 THE BITTER ROOT I 19 Th okI fc a. tN-. Cs 1« j i $ Kq. j jsoj w 1 ei ■ r 120 THE BITTER ROOT OK - Vit-g'I-� � i s . THE BITTER ROOT 121 122 THE BITTER ROOT The Ouest r W (Written by Bob MacKenzie, with apologies to Nevin and Hartley.) A spirit sings in the summer time Through the rooms of M. H. S. In a cadence sad, and a mournful rhyme Like a groan of dire distress. But the song it sings had a theme sublime Though of sorrow comfortless. ’Tis the lonely soul of empty halls So thronged but a few days back With life and laughter and mystic calls, With banter, and endless clack. The spirit moans and its soul-ache drawls In measures that merriment lack:— “My children were very many and bold; And hard to manage, were they; But the world is a lonesome place and cold Since their footsteps died away. I’d suffer and bear the old time care To have them back today. “The locker sheiks would make glad streaks Course up and down ray spine, Could I see them all in the dim. dark hall Peer into those eyes divine. “The Glee Clubs, too, with howl and meow, Would celestial music bring. I’d bear the stab of discordant blab If I could but hear them sing. “The Camp-Fire Girls with their shingled curls A sight for sore eyes would be. ’Tis the safest bet that the social set Would muddle me up with glee. “I’d first of all for the Girls’ Club fall, For the good that they have done, Those little dears of the vanished ears— MY ! I love ’em, every one ! (Continued on Cage 128) THE BITTER ROOT 123 Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. Sept. 4— We greet our old friends, while the freshmen perform that task of registration. 5— Everybody is expressing his ideas of the new system of book dis- tribution. We all got our books anyway. 6— Regular classes at last! Weren’t the last two days short? 7— Football practice starts. Forty-four men turn out for regular work. 10— The first Monday and doesn’t it seem natural? 11— First general assembly, with lots of regulations to grasp. 12— Walter Pritchett was chosen president of Senior class at their first meeting today. 13— Speaking of the ineligibility list—already it has four members! 14— First Konah comes out! There’s a line of students from the Konah office to the south stairs. 17— Students’ Association drive is started. Big enrollment expected. 18— The football squad are all adorned with new silver-grey pants. 19— Miss Rankin speaks at opening meeting of the Girls7 Club. Dr. Davis delivers lecture at General Assembly. 20— Six new members added to Girls’ Glee Club. 21— First big social celebration tonight—Seniors are staging their dance, “The Harvest Home Mixer.” 24— “Hello!” This is hello week. Short and snappy, but it was the first Dramatic Club meeting anyway. 25— Boys called for M. II. � S. Band. Will there be music in the air ? 26— Assembly and a new seating plan. Dija hear those weird noises at 3:30? No cause for alarm; it was the Boys’ Glee Club. 27— We see familiar faces of ’23 around the halls. Glad to see you; you’ve been missed. 28— Co-ed Prom. No boys around this year. You’ve at last frightened them, Mr. Danforth. 124 THE BITTER ROOT Sept Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Oct. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. Nov. 29—We knew it! M. II. S. football squad victorious over Deer Lodge. 1— Dramatic Club tryouts. Eighteen new members taken out of fifty- seven tryouts. Congratulations to the talented ones. 2— We wonder who spread that six inches of sawdust on the football field. 3— Eileen Barrows entertained the Girls’ Club by singing old ballads. 4— New feature at General Assembly. We all sang. 5— Harley Jellison appears to be starting a dog farm at the rate he is bringing them to school. 8— It’s the truth—Alma LaForge stayed at home meaning to gather some “Shut-eye.” 9— A familiar scene in lower hall—the Girls’ Club candy stand. 10— Konah staff continues to plow through number upon number of Pep Yells. 11— Harley Jellison was elected yell leader this noon. 12— Yea! A half holiday for the fair. 13— M. II. S. loses to Kalispell in hard fought game—2TO. 15— Hustlers’ Club organized tonight. IIow does that listen? 16— Radio Club holds meeting—better get prepared for “hot-dog” sales. 17— Crimson and white chosen as Girls’ Club colors. 18— Watch your pencils! The Juniors are chewing up all they can get hold of answering questionnaires. 19— Rally and snake dance tonight—everybody out! Jack Wheatley chosen as Carnival Manager. 22— Dramatic Club tonight at 7:30 in the auditorium. 23— Last call for the poor work slips! Didn’t make one feel very peppy to be asked for your slip, did it? 24— New method of grading adopted. 25— Who says that bobbed hair is going out of style? Miss Wilkinson forfeits her locks. 26— Rotary Club entertains city teachers at H. S. Gymnasium. 29— Second year Spanish students are all excited about the plans for the revival of the Spanish Club. 30— Clark says he’s used to having his ribs smashed now. It’s all in football, Clark. 1— We all were excited today. Thought Elmer I), was a sheik at last. He was just getting an assignment, however. 2— Important Student Association meeting; changes of constitution discussed. 3— The boys are back from Helena, defeated but “grinning.” 5— Will wonders never cease? The teachers have formed a basket ball team. 6— Keep up the football, Milt. 7— Miss Elizabeth Hollenbeck gives interesting talk to the student body. 8— Girls’ Glee Club, 3:45. Boys’ Quintette. THE BITTER ROOT 125 Nov. 9—M. H. S. is willing to vow that Lawrence Carnell really killed a snow-shoe rabbit last week-end. Nov. 10—Hamilton defeated by Missoula to the tune of 26-0. Nov. 12—Konah gets membership in the Central Interscholastic Press As- sociation. Nov. 13—Yes, “Smithy” isn’t bashful. Nov. 14—Report cards out!!! Nov. 15—Everybody is talking about the Carnival. Nov. 16—It has been lonesome all the afternoon. But why?—the football squad left at noon for Stevensville. Nov. 19—Why the long permit list today? IIow was the game in Stevensville Friday, boys? Nov. 20—Leonard Clark is elected Captain of 1924 football team. Nov. 21—Education week observed at General Assembly. Nov. 22—Never mind. Juniors, next year you will be putting on a Carnival and maybe those Juniors won’t be able to hold class meetings, either. Nov. 23—The Konah saved the day. Nov. 24—Get all fixed for good times! Annual Senior Carnival tonight. Nov. 26—This is American Education Week—beware of your English, boys! Nov. 27—Just like last Tuesday, only different. Nov. 28—Vacation for two whole days. Just think! Dec. 3—Yes, that vacation was short, but just think of the long one “com- ing up.” Dec. 4—Basket ball squad is beginning its real work. We’re all behind you, boys. Dec. 5—The Juniors have decided on their rings. They are black, enameled with gold. Dec. 6—Do-Shi-Kai holds an important meeting tonight. Dec. 7—Konah has a new editor. Congratulations, Allene. Dec. 10—Allene Blumenthal and Jane Holmes fall for foolish fad. Dec. 11—Joint session of Glee Clubs. Probably a surprise in store. Dec. 12—Assembly—Kenneth Davis makes an announcement that Seniors are going to sell subscriptions for McCall’s Magazine in order to make more money for Annual. Girls’ Club puts on “Robin Goodfellow” after school with success. Dec. 13—Girl Reserves’ “Pop Corn Sale” this noon—um-m-m-m-m. Dec. 14—Joint meeting of Glee Clubs again. Boys elect officers. Girls have “Kid Party.” See you at the party, kid! Dec. 17—Dramatic Club puts on three plays tonight written by Seniors of last year. Dec. 18—Rustlers get their ‘R’x. ” We see them in every direction. Dec. 19—We get off at 3.00 today to hear Sousa’s Band at Wilma. Girls’ Club is selling tickets so as to raise funds. Dec. 20—All students of the Spanish class rushed to Belle Wellington to kiss her foot. Dec. 21—Big Christmas program by Glee Club. 126 THE BITTER ROOT TWO WEEKS ’ VACATION—THEN—LEAP YEAR! Jan. 7—Hard at the same old grind. Jan. 8—Seniors order pins and rings this week. Jan. 9—Assembly today. The boys are asking for “time out” to count their proposals. Keep up the good work, girls. Jan. 10—Even Mr. Keteham has noticed the sudden change. No need to worry—the students are endeavoring to live up to their New Year resolutions. Jan. 11—Pep meeting at 1 :15. Let’s go, Missoula! Jan. 12—Butte-Missoula game tonight at 8:00—Junior dance after the game. Jan. 14—Interclass basket ball begins today at 3:30. Everybody out and support your class team! Jan. 15—More enter class games today. The Seniors and Sophs battle, also the Juniors and Frosh. Jan. 16—Important meeting of the Girls’ Club in study hall. Dr. Canright, recently from China, gave an interesting talk on the Chinese language at the General Assembly today. Jan. 17—Post-Seniors walloped by Sophs—25-5. Better play the Sophs against Butte Central! Jan. 18—Missoula-Butte Central game. Visiting team wins. Jan. 19—Team off for Philipsburg. Jan. 21—Two more days to go—and then EXAMS!!! Jan. 22—Last day to cram! Jan. 23—EXAMINATIONS!! jan. 24—EXAMINATIONS!!! Jan. 31—Everybody is getting down to hard work. Feb. 1—Missoula plays Poison on the antagonist’s floor, tomorrow. Girls’ Club has matinee dance this afternoon. Feb. 4—Seniors decide to have hot-dog sale Thursday and also select one-act play for Senior day. Feb. 5—Rustlers and Radio Clubs have their pictures taken for Annual. Feb. 6—An assembly in memory of ex-President Wilson. Rev. Maclean de- livered address. Miss Ronan conducted assembly as Mr. Keteham was ill. Feb. 7—Seniors have big hot-dog sale. We beat Great Falls, 16-7. Feb. 9—Missoula lost to Butte last night. We play Butte Central tonight. Feb. 12—Lincoln’s birthday—no holiday. Feb. 13—Correct and incorrect dress for girls shown in assembly. Boys seem interiested. Feb. 1-1—Special Assembly—Dr. Short was speaker, also entertainer. Feb. 15—M. II. S. wins over Philipsburg. THE BITTER ROOT 127 Feb. 16—We beat Anaconda—Hurrah for our side!!!! Feb. 18—This week National Good Speech Week. Feb. 20—Team is off for Mining District Tournament. Feb. 22—Assembly in honor of Washington’s birthday. Matinee dance tonight by Girls’ Reserve. Missoula plays second game in tournament. Feb. 23—District Tournament finals today. Feb. 24—Team returns from Helena. Feb. 25—Dramatic Club initiations. Feb. 26—Seniors have been burning midnight oil. Their plays are due to- morrow. Feb. 27—Sad news at Assembly today—NO MORE SNEAK DAYS!!! Feb. 28—Wouldn’t today make a grand and glorious sneak day? No chance, however. Feb. 29—So they call this old clothes day. Better call it an old fashioned masquerade. Mar. 3—Notice Roy Lindborg’s limp? That’s for coming to school all “sheiked” up Friday. Mar. 4—High School students broadcast first radio program tonight at 8:10. Mar. 5—Football men receive their M’s. Ever see so many blushing boys at one time? Mar. 6—No heat! All day off! It has every characteristic of a sneak day— picnics, hikes, and everything. Mar. 7—Now some Fridays will be longer than others—Konah only out every two weeks. Mar. 10—First track meeting held tonight. Gordon MacDonald was elected captain. Mar. 12—Dr. Bishop spoke to the student body today on education and character. Mar. 13—New style in track suits this year. There is a liberal display of them every day at 3 :30, up and down Brooks street. Mar. 17—Mr. Danforth dyed his hair—wonder how it'll turn out? Mar. 18—Special Assembly—Dr. Bishop gave us an interesting talk on what habit does to one’s character. Mar. 19—Students’ Association and Glee Clubs have argument over admit- tance to operetta to be given Saturday. Mar. 22—The operetta, “The Wishing Well,” given by the Glee Clubs, was a success. Mar. Mar. Mar. 24— This is the last week of the quarter—everybody expecting exams. 25— Special Assembly. The finals of Oratorical Contest and Selections given by those going to Music Meet next week. 26— Mary Elizabeth Sedman wins Oratorical Contest and goes to Kalis- pell to compete there. 128 THE BITTER ROOT ‘ THE QUEST” (Continued from Cage 122) “There were devotees of hours of ease And Sneak Day loyalists. flow hard they’d work for a chance to shirk For King Cut, royalists! “Where are my letter men dispersed That made these dark halls bright? Beneath the cherished ‘M’ immersed— Some of them out of sight. The h oops ter s, too, are among the first Whose absence blackens night. “The faithful group at the Corner Store No longer dot the grass With their languid forms, and now no more Do the swift-foot track men pass. The empty rooms, the unentered door Proclaim the tale, alas! “Oh, Noble Dan, mount a charger bold And ride for these missed of mine! Bring them all back to the II. S. fold; The glory shall be thine. “For my heart has a lonely, lonely ache, The halls are so vast and still; No joy or comfort can I take Though I roam the rooms at will. But a light will shine and peace be mine When the spaces with young life fill.” 130 THE BITTER ROOT She asked him to her home to dine, And fed him on her pie. She said, “1 took great pains with this.” He answered, “So have I.” r--------------------- ! | FIRST NATIONAL BANK i OF MISSOULA Montana s Oldest National Bank ESTABLISHED 1873 Capital and Surplus, $300,000.00 Interest and National Bank Protection for Your Savings. Doctor. “Did your teeth chatter when you had this chill?” Old lady. I didn’t notice; they were lying on the table.” THE BITTER ROOT 1 I stood in the lonesome hallway, So timid and unawares, Because I was really bashful Before so many stairs. Otto B. Shott. “The Store of the Town for Men and Women ” ig BARNEY’S Fashion Shop jg sa If It Comes From Barney’s It Must Be Good 7 7 First Flea (on Post Toastie box). “Here, wliat’s your hurry? Second Flea. “Don’t you see the sign, ‘Tear along here.’ ” 132 THE BITTER ROOT You never hear the bee complain Nor hear it weep and wail, But if you wish, it can unfold A very painful tail. The Western Montana National Bank OF MISSOULA C OFFICERS AND DIRECTORS: ! F. T. Sterling, President J. H. T. Ryman, Vice-President Newell Gough, Cashier Will H. Clark, Asst. Cashier J. W. Sterling, Asst. Cashier j C K. Kelly G. A. Wolf L. O. Evans W. L. 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Missoula Trust and Savings Bank MISSOULA....MONTANA Capital - - - - $300,000 Surplus - - - - $500,000 4 Per Cent Interest Paid on Savings and Time Deposits. Hopeful of ’28. “Where did the tecaher spank you?” Ditto of ’28. “On the back of my stomach.” THE BITTER ROOT 137 Roy Adderholt. “Do you see that barn over there on the horizon?” Wesley Spencer. “Yes.” Roy Adderholt. “Well, do you see that fly on the roof?” Wesley Spencer. “No, but 1 hear the shingles squeak when he walks over them.” r- ■ ? ♦ j ♦ ! SATISFACTION “Satisfaction” comes from the conviction that you have performed ♦ a thing right. “Satisfaction is the realization of having fulfilled your needs | profitably. 1 “Satisfaction” may be either temporary or permanent, but that J which is lasting affords the greatest amount of personal j pleasure. | “Satisfaction” is what we aim to give to every patron, regardless j of the extent of his purchase or how much he pays. “Satifaction” is our one best advertisement. That being so, we j constantly aim to have our goods such as will permanently J please and so to buy them that in turn we can sell them at prices which will impress everybody with their reasonableness. { “Satisfaction” of our customers has been helpful to us in creating j this great business. “Satisfaction” is assured you on every purchase you make from us. } I Man servant. “Did you call me, sir?” Sir Lancelot. “Yes, hurry and get the can-opener. 1 think I have a flea in my knight-clothes.” 138 THE BITTER ROOT Emory Cain. “1 have some of Kin� ; Tut's eain. ” Elmer Dragstedt. “That’s nothing, I have some of Adam’s chewing gum.” Smith Drug Store AND SOUTH SIDE PHARMACY THE BUSY CORNERS Stationery School Supplies Waterman s Pens Kodaks Columbia Grafonolas and Brunswick Phonographs Always the Latest Records PRESCRIPTION DRUGGISTS What’s the difference between Life and Love? Life is one darn thing after another. Love is two darn fools after each other. THE BITTER ROOT 139 One Business Man. “Our new cook always boils my eggs hard.” Another Business Man. “Lucky man, our cook never stays that long.” The JOHN R. DAILY CO. 115-119 W. Front St. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in FRESH and SALT MEATS FISH, POULTRY and OYSTERS Packers of DACO (Pride Mark) HAMS, BACON and LARD A Home Product Retail Phones 117-118 Wholesale Phone 316 BRANCH MARKETS Model Market, 309 North Higgins Ave.......... Phone 135 Montana Market, 509 South Higgins Ave. Phone 331 Miss Himes. “Mary, will you please run up that shade?” Mary Tyndall. “What do you think I am, a squirrel?” 140 THE BITTER ROOT Agent. ‘T wonder if the manager will see me before I go out. ” Office Boy. “Nope, he saw you before you came in.” r ! LET US SUPPLY YOU ♦ — with — ♦ j PIANOS VICTROLAS RADIOS or i BAND INSTRUMENTS ! Popular Sheet Music ■ Teaching Material Dickinson Piano Co. 2 1 8 Higgins Ave. PHONE 152-R | Orvis | Music | • House i i PIANOS I Phonographs, Sewing Machines and Musical Merchandise. 1 1 5 West Cedar Street MISSOULA - MONTANA j --------------------------� Jt’s tough to be in a crowd of Mah Jong and Radio Fans when you understand English only. THE BITTER ROOT 141 — r | McKay Art | Company j Eastman Kodaks and Supplies I Developing and Printing Pictures and Frames j Memory Books j Gift Novelties i North End of Bridge ! MISSOULA - MONTANA j I butte j -- ! CLEANERS j i “KLEANERS THAT KLEAN ” i Phone 500 A. PETERSON, Prop. FASHION CLUB DRY CLEANING SER VICE Where your clothing is protected with the DeLAVAL Continuous Clarification System. Phone 143 525 South Higgins Ave. J. R. NAGUES, Prop. PASCHAL STUDIO H. W. BALSLEY Proprietor I ♦ ♦ j 4 142 THE BITTER ROOT r | Schaefer-Rehmer Music Co. j Expert Piano Tuning SCHOOL SUPPLIES 1 High Grade Pianos and Player j Pianos (3% | Sheet Music j Brunswick Phonographs and You get the most 1 Records for your money I always at | ! i 1 30 Higgins Avenue j Phone 609 DUNSTAN’S | I • MISSOULA MONTANA j 326 N. Higgins i . For Best Goceries and Meat i i Headquarters for ; 1 Call 1 1 SCHOOL i BOURDEAU OFFICE 1 MERC. CO. AND ; KODAK I ; INC. i i SUPPLIES | ! j Paid Up Capital Stock $40,000 i 833-839 So. Higgins Ave. : I PHONES: j j Grocery 610-1 189 Meat 423 The Office j j Thanking you for past patronage, j Hoping to receive the same in the future. Supply Co. | ♦ Best Delivery Service in the City ! j “r J Autographs ND