Huntington North High School - Modulus Yearbook (Huntington, IN)

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The Modulus (1) Forge and Machine Shop, F. C. Mahor.ey; (2) Wood Shop, Hush Brown; (3) Store Room. James Riser Emery Teller. John Mosher : (4) Boys- Gym Cla«, Harold Johnson; (5) Girls ' Gym Class. Miss Ruth Luther: (6) Band Class in Club Room, Delmar Weesner.

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The Modulus Templeton ' s room because of the geometrical atmosphere a nd the excellent geometrical figures above the boards. Pupils learn here that geom- etry is not simply a study to puzzle them, but that it is used in practical fashion in mechanics and art. Mrs. Templeton is always discovering new ways to impress the pupils with the uses of mathematics. Then we leave the dear old Geometry charts that we so diligently learned to visualize so we could hit the royal trail to graduation, and turn our attention to the big economic and civic prob- lems of today. There is not another way we could hope to develop better citizens than to place our students in a course directed by Miss Xellie Thrailkill. Her charming personality is such that it leads our boys and girls to the path of better citizenship. While we study our English page by page, We recall the poems of inspiration and law Interpreted by Miss Hazel Cage; Her ideals and goals are very fine- It leads us to the helpful Sunshine. In this world of work and strife, We can all profit by her life. Now we leave the cage and in the next room we find the bird. We hear high notes, low notes, and blue notes produced by the Glee Club di- rected by Mrs. Vivian Branyan. Her untiring patience is appreciated and recognized by all the students of Huntington High School. In the next room we hear a little melody, similar to this, (a+b) X ( a+b)=a 2 +2ab + b 2 This is the well-known theme song of the Algebra class, taught by Miss Dorothy Ridgway. Now, students, bear in mind, learn this melody for yourself, and don ' t take a chance on copy- ing it from your generous neighbor. But, Fresh- ies, don ' t worry, she ' s a loyal friend, and will stand by you if you are willing to work. Besides knowing her abc ' s, don ' t think she doesn ' t know her curves and angles. The first thing we learn in Miss Beatrice Brown ' s class is amo, amas, amat, amamus, amatus, amant. Although Latin is a dead language, Miss Brown ' s smiling and magnetic personality brings it to life once again. We have never seen her put pebbles in her mouth, but we know that she puts across the fundamentals of public speaking. We leave the first floor and ascend the steps to the second floor. Miss Florence Weiford is little but mighty. One stern look from her will prevent all un- necessary noises and disturbances which might occur in the library. If you don ' t believe this, try it, and we ' ll promise you a change of scat soon. What could be more conducive to study than the quiet atmosphere and the large smiling volumes longing to be used? If you are feeling blue and want your men- tal attitude reve rsed, step in and say ' Good morning to Mr. Scudder. His jovial, kindly face will invite you to catch his optimism, and of course you will want to linger; but his able as- sistant, Miss Metta Leedy, will see that he is not imposed upon. But before leaving this office, we notice the large table around which the members of the school board gather to discuss the affairs of the institution. While E. V. Fitch, President of the Board of Education, and his colleagues have been hut names to many of us, their influence has worked in untiring efforts in our behalf. To them is due our heartfelt thanks. All three members of the Board, Mr. Fitch, J. L. Brenn, and Winfield Sutton, are business men of the city, and amply capable of manag- ing all finances of the district, electing teachers, providing supplies, and building schools. Be- cause there are so many duties which require much time, and the salary is only a small com- pensation, the members accepted this trust given by the public, only in a spirit of public service. Taking a short cut through the book room, where are kept all those volumes that we rent to store in our lockers, we notice a desk. Here Shock, W. A., not electric, has his office. While here he supervises the vocational work in the city, and then goes to one of the rooms to teach vocational guidance. Ah! we move on. We are entering the very portals of the green carpet room, where Mr. Byers holds court, passing judgment, and telling us why crime does not pay. Mr. Byers ' discus- sions in English are a bugbear to all Seniors in this course, as their gray matter is their only resource. Although this subject does cause quite a few white hai rs, we all enjoy it immensely. It is possible to get by some of the courses and miss the acquaintance of those teachers, but there is one shy lass with whom every student during the last six years has become acquaint- ed, and how we count those pass slips. She has a cute little habit of checking up on absentee lists by telephone. Have you guessed who it is? None other than Miss Fredith Langley. As in the spring a young man ' s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love, so we turn now to Miss Ella Moore ' s room, where pervades that poetic atmosphere. It just wouldn ' t be our dear old High School without her. Yes, she teaches that dignified subject — English. All sluggards and cowards, afraid of work have no business there. (Continued on Page 12 ) (

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The Modulus (1) Cooking Room, 112, Miss Emma Kline; (2) Health Room, llu. Mrs. Elizabeth Sayle. Mrs. Hazel Bechtold ; (3) Sewing Room. 109. Miss Alice Kline: 4| Sewing Room, 108, Miss Emily Boyd; (5) Mechanical Drawing Room, 107, J. E. Michael.