Humboldt High School - Life Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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they are seldom in activity for more than two weeks at a time. When these bells do ring, a multitude of hungry, enthusiastic maniacs scramble from the class rooms. One of these classes of maniacs I will try to describe. There is a certain club which has no limit to its membership. Any applicant for membership must be of good standing in the school, especially around the lunch room door, have good health, and a little knowledge of the art of Hmoochingf' The name of this club is The lVloocher's Club. The object of the club is to get as much produce for the mere asking as possible. Their domain is the vicinity of the lunch room and the gym- nasium at recess, and, in the springtime, the entire outside world. Their booty consists of sandwiches, ice cream, candy of all kinds, from a butter scotch to a three cent peppermint. It is rightly named as it takes a mint to buy a reasonable quantity. Freshmen are the chief victims of this club. The ones that are the most free from their Visits are the faculty, Maybe the members get cold feet in visiting their superiors. Well, enough said about this very profitable organization. Cephas Russ '2l. TRUST H l did not know the greatness of her soul Until l heard that she, my friend, had gone To seek and search in far off lands a goal That gleamed and shone to her as when at dawn The sun in splendor doth break through the skies. She chose a rough and dreary road to tread. With thought and with great, far observing eyes She saw the gleaming goal: to it was led By Him who leads all those who trust in Him For all the blessings given to those who try. Let not your spirit lack, nor e'en your vim. Keep up your courage 'till you come out high. Through all the journey to the ending day Hope kept the dark path bright with light alway. Florence Haupt '2l. TO THE COUNTRY Dear country land with fields and meadows green, With acres covered c'er with waving grain, l love your tow'ring cornstalks' stately mien, Your pretty bluebells kissed by dew and rain, The fresh, clean scent which perfumes all the air. The little animals that gaily play, The coon, the mink, the muskrat, and the hare All love the country in the month of May. Grain fields, lakes of purest gold do seem Whene'er the sunbeams gaily dance thereon. Meadows seem like velvet carpets green, Fit for great kings and queens to tread upon. 'Tis here I love to meditating stand, For this indeed is God's own country land. Clara Domnosky '2 l . ELEVEN

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LUNCH TIME just five more minutes and then the grand rush for the lunch room. I get my book ready, put my feet in the aisle, and wait for the sweet buzz of the bell. But all of a sudden a stern voice intrudes and says, Books off your desks, get your papers out, and write. Question one: All the presidents of the United States. At this the class lets out the groan that is heard in every classroom when the teacher assigns a lesson of five or six pages. But to this the teacher pays no attention, and before we finish the question, Question two, sounds the 'voice in the same heartless tone, One more minute before the bell rings, and two more questions to write. Br-r-r-ing, goes the bell, but no attention can be paid to it for there is one more question to be written. How that pencil does travel, stopping only to scratch out a word that is misspelled. There, I burst out a sigh of relief. At last l've finished. I rush up to the teacher's desk, toss the paper upon it, and stride to the door. Come back here, echoes that voice more sternly than ever, and erase those blotches if you clon't want me to take five off. Hlncleed I will, I say to myself, for I answered only four questions, and I can't afford to make my mark any Iower. After going through all this torture I no longer have the heart to run to the lunch room, as I had first intended to do, but proceed Iifelessly clown to my Iocker. Richard Busch '22, LATE AGAIN Eight-thirty and yourself arrive together at the top of the long, sloping hill on which Humboldt is situated. As you reach the summit, you hear the soft tinkle of the room bells which immediately precedes the resounding crash of the tardy gong. Visions of Miss How and blue slips fill your mind, and, with a last desperate effort you make the remaining hundred yards in less than nothing, flat. You reach the door just as the sound of the gong echoes through the halls, empty now save for a few belated and unlucky students like yourself. After a hurried search for your key, you finally get your coat into the locker, and make a dash for the study hall. Entering cautiously, you sneak along the book shelves and seize an encyclopedia from its resting place. You look through the pages and then take a sidelong look in the direction of Miss Hoffman. She is looking at you curiously. The cold sweat stands out on your brow as you wait for the sum- mons. It comes at once, and in less time than it takes to tell it, you are on your way to the office. Miss I-Iow, the grim dispenser of slips, blue and otherwise, is seated behind her oak desk. As you enter, she glares at you from behind huge. bone-rimmed glasses. You make known the cause of your presence, and with trained fingers she goes through her files. Then she says, UI can't do anything for you as you have been late three times already. You will have to see Doctor Little. Sit down! You sit, Earl Engelbretson '2l. THE IVIOOCHER'S CLUB Ting-a-ling! Ting-a-ling! You may have heard this sound before. If you have, you will readily know its meaning. For the benefit of those who are not familiar with it, I will explain. At I-Iumboldt High School bells of a low degree of efficiency are used. I mean by a low degree of efficiency that TEN

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THE. PROSPECTUS With Apologies to Richard Steele. Whatever students do, or say, or dream This motley Book will seize on for its theme. Since all papers or books are published for practical use or misuse, and and generally for the good of man, they usually have a very wholesome effect on the reader, whosoever he may be. So the purpose of this publication is not to demoralize the students of Humboldt, nor to bring ridicule down on the head of anyone, but to set before the eyes of Seniors as well as of Fresh- men, things that tend to develop wholesome thoughts. Since this school is trodden in not only by mere drudges of work, but also by students of spirit, we do not propose to spread before their eyes dry, moldy articles, but things that have a general interest for the minds of all. We shall endeavor to please, in every way possible, the critical eyes of Humboldt. We consider it our duty to show students their bad points, even though to do so be disagreeable, and then to humor them by dwelling on the real good they do. It would depreciate their value to tell them only their good qualities, and that is not, as has before been stated, what we strive to ac- complish. Nearly all material herein to be found shall have originated or come to light Within the walls of Humboldtg so it is improbable that this book will lack proper amusement for varying temperaments, Then, too, we might by looking into a crystal, tell students all that will come to pass in the way of red marks and failures at the end of the term, but this we shall not do for fear of divulging matters which may offend the teachers, our superiors. We are always well pleased to see students develop a real mania for study, whether of necessity or not, for the reason that study always helps to polish and to civilize them: therefore, we propose to foster this tendencv should we be so lucky as to find it. As none of the things in this book shall lack in decency in any respect, no person need feel uncertain about reading it from cover to cover. And now that the object of this publication is ex- plained, we do earnestly beseech you not to judge our efforts too harshly, but to think well of them, be they somewhat lacking in grandiloquence or broadness. Evelyn Stotz, '2l. ON BEING AT HUMBOLDT It has been my good fortune to attend a high school where the students have cultivated a friendship among themselves to such an extent that to be among them is like living in one, big, loving family. Although l have been a student at Humboldt for a period of only three years, l feel as if I have known my fellow students for a life time. ln all their actions, and in their relations with each other, love and kindness is ever prevalent, and hardly ever is there any interruption in the daily routine of school life. But in their endeavors to be kind and loving to each other, the pupils often make mistakes because they do not take it upon themselves to correct faults of others, or to give advice to the needy for fear of being considered rash or mean, But the noble school protectors are all the time on the Watch to see that noiharm or humiliation comes to their little wards. Even on the dancing floor, in order that they may not be subject to any embarrassment, special instruction is given to the students who cannot dance very well. One time, when the students were having a dancing party, Miss How was forced to ask one boy to retire from the dancing floor, because she T YV E LV E .