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

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HUMBOLDT LIFE JONATHAN-Is that you, Nance? NANCE-Yes, father. Goodbye, David. Wait! Oh-goodbye. CML De Vor comes down the stairs. His face expresses complete satisfactionj JONATHAN-Did you have a nice time? NANCE Cmumbling to hez'selfDfYes, we had a nice ride. JONATHAN-Fine fellow, David is. NANCE Cshe looks up in surprisej-I-low do you know? JONATHAN-Quite an artist. NANCE-What? JONATHAN-I said he is quite an artist. Like- able fellow, isn't he? NANCE-But dad, I thought- JONATHAN-That I didn't know David Van Dyne. NANCE-Yes. JONATHAN-Hmmmmm. NANCE-When did you meet him? JONATHAN-Meet him?-Oh, I almost forgot. There is someone here I want you to meet. Oh, David. CVoice off stagej-Coming. CA young man enters the roomj JONATHAN-Nance, this is David Van Dyne, Jr. NANCF-What? DAVID-Can't you even say I-Iello? NANCE-But, I don't understand. JONATHAN-Of course, you don't. When you came and told me that you were going out with a David Van Dyne, son of a steel magnate, I knew there was something wrong. I talked to Mr. Van Dyne this morning and he told me his son would be home this afternoon. The reason I had you come here, David. was to get the two of you to- gether. .Something must have scared the young man away, Nance. Did you say anything to makc him leave in such a hurry? NANCE-Only that I had told you who he was. JONATHAN-No wonder. CURTAIN ,l Achievement Do you often sit and wonder Why some heroes rise to fame, And wish that you were able To merit such acclaim? Do you often sit and wonder Why you cannot make the grade And become a national hero, And to you have homage paid? Don't say that you're unlucky, For this is far from true. Just use all the equipment That God has given you. Two eyes, two legs, two hands, two eyes, A brain you can employ. That's all your favorite hero had When he was just a boy. Abe Lincoln was a country lad, Who couldn't go to school, But by using his equipment. He achieved the highest goal. Teddy Roosevelt was a sickly lad Who fought his way to health, And continued on in manhood And achieved both fame and wealth. Lindbergh was just like you and me When he first started in But he did not fret at troubles: I-Ie took them with a grin. I-Ie became a national hero By using brain and eye And the wrote the word, Achievement Across the broad blue sky. You, too, can triumph over all If you have the will and grit, The fighting spirit that they had That would not let them quit. IVIURIEL JENNE. Page Eleven

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Sixteen By ELVIRA LESZINSKI CHARACTERS Nance, the daughter. Jonathan De Vor, the father. David, the Question Mark. David, last name, Van Dyne. SETTING: As the curtain parts, the living room in the home of a prominent political leader is shown. Good taste is revealed in every detail. It is about 8:30 in the evening, and a fireplace at the left lights the room. An easy chair faces the fire. with an end table near it, containing books of well- known authors. A cogswell chair is in one corner and behind it is a lamp. A small table is in the rear of the room, and on it are a telephone, a bright colored scarf, and gloves. Through a window to the side of this table one can see a bright winter moon, clouded a little by flaky, falling snow. At the right back is a staircase leading upstairs. The scene opens with Jonathan, grave-faced, sitting in the chair by the fireplace smoking a' pipe. All is quiet, until Nance comes in, From the expressions of both father and daughter, an argument is about to be resumed. NANCE-Dad, it's so silly, your wanting me to bring in every fellow I meet, so that you can quiz him. It's ridiculous! JONATHAN-I'm sorry. Nance, but that's just what I want you to do. You're young. and I'm afraid not a very good judge of people. NANCE--You'd think I was infant in arms! JONATHAN-There's no use arguing with me, Nance. I mean what I say. NANCE-Won't I be the laughing stock of the crowd? Nance has to bring her boy friends home to her dad, so he can put his O. K. on theml JONATHAN-Does it mean more to you what your crowd thinks than what I want, Nance? fNance puts her arms around her dad and hugs him affectionatelyj NANCE--Of course not, dad? You know I think more of you than the whole world rolled up in one. Why, I'd give them up in a minute for you: but, old Topper, can't you put your third degree off for tonight, please? JONATHAN-Why tonight? NANCE-Well-I met a fellow the other night at the Prison Cafe. He's different from the rest of the boys I've known-he's older and I'm sure he'd feel offended if I told him, Trot up, old fellow, and get your O. K. from the honorable father. JONATHAN-I don't see why he should object any more than the other fellows would. NANCE-It would hurt him terribly to think that some one mistreated him, He's hurt so easily. JONATHAN--He told you that? , NANCE-Yes, he's told me a lot about himself. His people don't understand him, but I do. JONATHAN-What don't they understand about him? Page Ten NANCE-Well-his art. He wants to paint, but his dad wants him to go into the steel business. His dad is the owner of the Van Dyne Corporation of Pittsburgh. Oh yes--he wants to paint me. Whoever thought that I'd be an artist's model! JONATHAN--I-Ie hasn't painted you yet? NANCE-But he will. He promised. JONATHAN-What did you say his name was? NANCE-David. David Van Dyne, Jr. Quite an artistic name, don't you think? JONATHAN-Where is he from? NANCE--From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. JONATHAN-And his father is a steel man? NANCE-Yes, but what makes you so inquisi- tive? Oh, I know. You're trying the third de- gree on me. Dad, are you going to grant me the favor-just for tonight? JONATHAN-Yes, I think I will. I have some- thing important to do. NANCE-You darling! CHorn is heara'.j Oh, there he is now. 'Bye. I'm going for a little ride. Be back early. JONATHAN Cmuses to himselfJ-Pittsburgh-- Steel Magnate-Let me see. I think I'll use the telephone. CAt telephonej-Information. CPauseJ -Van Dyne's residence, Pittsburgh. QAnother pausel -John Van Dyne? No, David Van Dyne, Sr. This is Jonathan. I would like to know if your son4 QAt this moment the curtain is drawnj . My SCENE II CThe second scene opens with Nance and David standing in the doorway.j DAVID-Goodnight. I'm very glad you came. I don't know what I would have done tonight if you hadn't gone for a ride with me. NANCE-Oh, I was only too glad to go. Thanks for asking me and thanks again for the lovely lunch. Goodnighti DAVID-I'll see you again tomorrow, won't I? Oh, by the way, you didn't tell your dad anything about me, did you? I-I mean about my dad being a steel magnate? NANCE Csurpri'sedj-Why yes, of course. He asked me who I was going out with. In fact, he wanted to see you after I told him who you were. DAVID fchokingy--Ohl NANCE--Was there anything wrong with that? DAVID-No, of course not. I just happened to remember that I can't see you tomorrow Funny how it slipped my mind before. NANCE-Why, David, what's wrong? DAVID-I got a letter today. I didn't want to spoil your good time, so I didn't tell you until now. I must go away for a few days. Well- goodbye. NANCE-Goodbye, David. fVoice is heard from up stairsD

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Of Sundry Things CWherein heart secrets are revealedj On Getting Up ETTING out of bed every morning is one of the hardest jobs I have. If my mother doesn't wake me, there is an educated woodpecker that seems to de- light in pecking a hole in the telephone pole opposite my window. This bothers me so that I get up immediately, but oh, how I would like to get hold of his neck. This woodpecker method works in sum- mer, but in winter I must turn to my mother to get me out, When I hear the call, Get-up, I get a pain in the neck, and I begin rubbing my eyes. I answer, Yep, and then I fall to sleep again to catch that last-minute rest. xi If-1-Q? Q Y' ,I RISE. ARISE. I ,' ?fiIifil1,5w if ml I I A 4 ff ' I' if as 5- --I .,,,, is I iw W 2 f ' f , , W-791 W0 Z! Z J..-V , , 5 gt, T 2- I .L -' -. ' -QQ lg fnggul i A11 educated woodpecker. About ten minutes later my mother calls again, Aren't you up yet? I an- swer her with another, 'AYep, and then stamp one foot on the floor so as to fool her. I again fall back to sleep. The next time I'm called, I hear the cuckoo clock strike eight: I jump up and I feel a little dizzy. I hurriedly dress, rush downstairs, and wonder why somebody doesn't call me earlier. To make things worse a cousin living with us thinks she has the privilege of staying in the bathroom for hours. Page Twelve But of all the mornings of the year, the ones where none of this happens is when we have an early start planned for a lish- ing trip. Then it is no trick at all to get up even at two or three o'clock. On Saturday morning, when I like to sleep till noon, my mother comes upstairs and gets me out early because she says it's cleaning day and she can't have anyone lying around in bed. So after being pestered I decide to get up and clean the rugs, meanwhile making up my mind that if I wish to sleep till noon I'll have to go to some desolate place a long distance from the city and my home, Clarence Cordes. From Out of Nowhere T was report-card day. You would think that after seeing so many such days their novelty would have worn off, but for some unaccountable reason I could still feel the pleasant thrill of anticipation which this day always brought to me. The study-hall was astir with a faint buzz as I got up to return a borrowed knife. Since Mr. Billing was on the op- posite side of the room, I did not trouble to secure permission. I returned the knife. As I was walking up the aisle to my own seat, one of the girls stopped me to ask about my marks. I gave her the desired information and started on. Again some- one questioned me. I turned my head to answer, when-out of nowhere-a hand grabbed my arm. I was so taken by surprise that for a moment I couldn't think. When I finally came to, I realized that it was Mr. Billing. I had never seen him so angry, He gave me a piece of his mind, and I certainly prolited by it. After what seemed an age