Herkimer High School - Ye Green Quill Yearbook (Herkimer, NY)

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THE GREEN QUILL 21 CLASS HISTORY In September, 1922 ,the halls of the High School were filled with a crowd of Freshmen, the class of 1926. After we had become accustomed to our classes and teachers, we began to lose our timidity and to look about us. We found that, in -spite of Uhe good will of our teachers, Fresh- men were not allowed to do much in the way of activities, but were expected to stand aside and let the Juniors and Seniors cover them- selves with glory. We longed to be Sopho- mores, for then we thought, we would be given an opportunity to become active. V At last we became Sophomores in 1923. We organized and elected our oflicers: President, Helen Hydon, Vice President, Eleanor Lewis: Secretary, Helen Harris, and Treasurer, Gor- ton Youngs. As our Class Advisor, we chose Miss Whitney. We started out to become ac- tive but we found that our studies became more diflicult. More and mor-e time was given to them, until, at last, the year of 1924 rolled around. Now we were Juniors, free to do as we wished. We elected new officers choosing: President, Helen Harris, Vice President, Fred- erick Shepherd: Secretary, V-erlie Tuttle, and Treasurer, William Pratt. We lost no time in starting our activities and on December sixth, we held a dance. The dance was a success and was set down as one of the achievements of tfhe class. At this time, too, we found ourselves eligible for membership in the Dramatic Club which had been organized the preceding year. Many Juniors joined and Verlie Tuttle, a class member, was chosen as vice-president. It was time for our class to enter the dramatic fieldg hence we presented two one-act plays, The Weasel and The Maker of Dreams. These plays marked our first success in dramatics. The members of the cast did splendidly and our class was proud of them. We were also active in both girls' and boys' basketball. In 1925, a Junior, Frederick Shepherd, won second prize in the Local Prize Speaking Contest. In June after Commencement, the Juniors gave a ban- quet for Seniors at the Business and Profes- sional Women's Club. 'Dhis banquet marked for us the closing of our Junior year. In the ninth month of the year 1925, we re- turned to High School, full-fledged Seniors. At last, we had reached the highest peak of our ambition, Uhe Senior Class. We organized for the last time electing as our oflicers: Presi- Youngs: Vice President, Anna dent, Gorton Radaskiewicz, Secretary, Madge Willoughbyg and Treasurer, Evelyn Thomas. We also chose a wise and learned advisor, Miss Cook. Honor was bestowed on our class as several of our members became members of the Green Quill Staff. Verlie Tuttle was elected Editor-in- Chiefg Gorton Youngs, business manager, Helen Harris, Society Editorg and Harwood Butts, Art Editor. However, members of the class of 1926 had contributed to the columns of The Quill before they assumed the leader- slh-ip of the paper. Again we felt the call of the footlights and produced a three-act comedy Am I Intruding? Earlier in the year, also, a little play, The Courtship of Miles Standish was given by the Seniors for the entertainment of the students of the school. Tlhe French III students presented Le Pauvre Sylvie under the able direction of Miss Foley. The local Prize Speaking Contest was held in April. A member of the Senior Class, Dorothea Ecker- -son, was awarded first prize, thus representing us in the County Contest. Lillian Ellis, enter- ing the literary field for the Seniors, won hon- orable mention on the essay The Life of Lin- coln. The time is nearing when we shall no longer be Seniors. It is due to the splendid aid and training of the faculty that we have come safely through these four years of High School. Graduation will be a joy and yet a.sorrow to us as we are leaving our Alma Mater. -Ruth Bachelder '26. Where Our 'Seniors lntend to Go After Being Graduated From Old H. H. S. Bachelder, Ruth .... Cortland Normal Eckerson, Dorothy .... ..... C ortland Normal Ellis, Lillian ........ Syracuse University English, Eleanor ............ Buffalo Normal Goldsmith, Adelayde ......... New York City Hane, James ......... Post Graduate H. H. S. Harris, Helen .......... Alsbany State Normal Harter, Kenneth .......................... . . . . . . . .Northwestern University at Chicago Henry, O'Rilla, ......... Ilion Business School Kiefer, Lillian .... Albany Memorial Hospital Kimm, Frances ............. Potsdam Normal Mead, Lois ...... ........... K euka College Pierce, William ........ Syracuse University Pratt, William ...... Post Graduate H. H. S. Radaskiewicz, Anna Utica Business School Scialdo, Joseph University of Pennsylvania Smith, Gladys ............... Buialo Normal Sokoloski, Walter . .. Herkimer National Bank Thomas, Evelyn .................. California Tompkins, Gladys ........................ ....... . . . . . .. Utica Conservatory of Music Tuttle, Verlie ............... Potsdam- Normal

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Lzfemiu re ORIGIN OF BOOKS One of the greatest sources of present day knowledge is books. From books we are made acquainted with the works of centuries ago. A great scientist, philosopher, or poet makes a discovery which is of interest to all mankind. By speech he is able to carry his message to a few thousand but, by the wonder of modern printing, his message is doubled and redoubled in tfhe millions of copies of books. It is not only carried around the world for the people of today but it lives for the betterment of coming genera- tions. Indeed, books have become a great item in the lives of the people. John Milton, one of the world's most noted poets says, as good, almost, kill a man as kill a. good book. Therefore, I think it will be very interesting to study the origin and history of our books. Man's earliest records were chisled on stone or other durable material. The Babylonians pressed characters on soft clay and then baked them in squares. Public laws were engraved on stone, or on plates of ivory, bronze or lead. These plates were then hinged in book form. Small wooden tablets, covered with Wax were used to keep private notes on. These were written on with a pointed stylus. A little later a great discovery was made by the Egyptians when it was found that a sort of paper could be made from the stem of the papy- rus reed. This became very popular on account of its cheapness and smoothness. The common form of book when papyrus was used was a roll or volumen from which our word volume is derived. The papyrus was written upon one side only and then rolled on a stick as many of our scfhool maps and charts are today. In bookmaking establishments, the book was dictated to a number of slaves who made one copy each. At the time of the Roman Empire, many libraries and book stores existed. However. these long rolls were very incon- venient and thin parchment came to take their place. The sheets of parchment were cut in rectangles and bound together at one side with thongs. All through the Middle Ages, the only books were those made by the monks in the monas- teries. The lettering was very beautiful and the first word of each page was written in different colored ink of very bright hues. These were called illuminated manuscripts. In the elventh century, paper made from the pulp of linen rags found its way into Europe from the East. This was used for some time after printing was instituted for it'was very cheap and easily used in the printing press. The first book printed from movable type is supposed to be the Mazarin Bible. Books soon became smaller in size and very elaborate. Some times a title of a book would occupy an entire page. As book-making ad- vanced so also did the demand for books ad- vance. In later years. more efforts were spent upon the appearance of a book than formerly had been spent. Beautiful illustrations were made. Besides the body of a modern book, there is a title-page giving the title, the name of the author, the publishing company and the date of the issue. There is a preface stating the plan and purpose of the book, a table of contents. and, if it is a volume of any size, an index. Today we are not only able to have books printed for educational purposes but also books for pleasure. Children are now able to amuse themselves by means of the different story and picture books. The books are printed in all languages and are circulated throughout all nations. The value of books has grown with the proc- ess of book-making. Books are, in truth, a blessing. We are very fortunate to be living in the present age, when books may be pur- chased at low prices, rather than to have lived in the days when books were only the luxuries of the wealthy. In part this cheapening of price is due to the invention of such machines as the linotype and monotype, but in even larger part. it is owing to the modern printing presses and less costly paper as well as the CContinued on Page 315

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22 THE GREEN QUILL Walsh, Frances ...... Walthart, Edward .... Post Graduate H. H. S. Utica Business School Post Graduate H. H. S. Willoughby, Madge .... Utica Businss -School Post Graduate H. H. S. Cornell University Rensselaer Polytechnic Weiss, Henry ...... . .. White, John' .... ..... Wood, Ada .......... Youngs, Gorton .......... FAREWELL HIGH SCHOOL Dearest old school of the valley, Our hearts now turn toward you, For you were our guidon of youth And to you we will ever lbe true. In your walls staunch and upstanding, Corridors, -spacious and high We learned to be true and obedient. Oh, we leave you all with a sigh. We'll miss the comrades and friends, The sports we are leaving behind The lessons from which we once turned, And the teachers so patient and kind. We soon must leave you forever, .No more your students to be, 'Sadly we turn from your portals From you forever to be. -F. Kimm '26, SENIORS Seniors are, as everybody knows, Students whose names are highest on the rollsg Soon they leave us, they go so fast They soon become a thing of the past. A worried look is on their brow, A frown between their eyes, But oh! my friend, they have a gift so precious That all the money in the world, couldn't buy! As soon as they leave us they start out Upon their adventures bold, Some falling by the wayside while stronger Ones reacrh their goal. Some Iind glory in power, Others flnd glory in fame. We put our best hope in our senior friends And hope none will come to shame. -Marjory Myers '28. PATSY Patsey dropped wearily down upon a friendly stump near the roadside. She let the bundle, tied up in a small gingham apron, fall to her side. She was very tired. Running away was harder than slhe thought it would be, especially with these old sandals on, her feet were all blisters, and hungry! Squirming-eels, how hun- gry she was. Well she'd rather go hungry all 'her life than go back to Mrs. Dana's. Patsy was both fatherless and motherless. Her parents had died when she was very young and Patsy had been taken to the Home. From the Home, Mrs. Thomas Lana had taken her to lhelp around the house and run errands for Mx. Thomas Lana, who never did anything when someone else could do it just as well. Patsy, then, was kept pretty lbusy. for helping Mrs. Thomas Lana meant that she must get up and get breakfast, wash the dishes, dust, sweep, make beds ,run on errands besides take all tine blame for every thing that went wrong. After three months of this, Patsy decided to leave without notice. She was only a child of eleven and she loved to play as other children played. Patsy rested a short time on the stump and then picking up the bundle which contained her personal goods, she trudged slowly on. The awful feeling to her stomach seemed to grow with every step. Around the bend of the road, Patsy caught sight of a low white farmhouse. It looked very restful to the tired child. She wished she were going to stop there. It looked as if it needed a little girl. When she readhed the white gate, Patsy lingered and leaned against the large tree standing near the path. While she stood thus gazing at the little farm- house, the door opened and a tall young man walked slowly down tlhe path. What he saw when he reached the end of that path was a small pathetic looking figure standing on one foot and looking at him with large gray-green eyes. Well little one, he said in a kindly tone, what can I do for you? No-noUhing, answered Patsy, shifting to her other foot. ' , The tall young man suddenly stooped and picked the little waif up in his arms and started up the path to the house He flung the door open and called cherrily Well, mother I tfhink we have a guest for dinner, and he placed the wondering child upon her feet again. Imagine it! A lady of eleven being carried! Why ,did he think she was a baby? Patsy was interrupted in these indignant thoughts by the appearance of a lady dressed in a neat gray gown which seemed to set off her pure white hair to perfection. She asked no questions but led Patsy through an adjoining room to a dining room. There on the table was a steaming, hot dinner wlhich made Patsy's eyes fairly pop open. The lady sat down and .he young mar' placed Patsy in a chair before taking one himself, and the meal began.