Jacksonville High School - Crimson J Yearbook (Jacksonville, IL)

Text from Pages 1 - 112 of the 1906 volume:

Jacksonville’s Greatest Clothing House N. W. Corner Sq. Jacksonville, Illinois Clothes Specially Designed for Boys and Young Men for Student Wear Class Colors and Pennants Stetson Hats, New Collegiate style Sweaters. Fine Furnishings. BB22K MILL FI 111'I! ASD FEED Hay Straw, Corn, Oats, c. Both Phones 174 J. F. O’HAVER Livery, Feed and Boarding Stable 501 S. MAIN ST. Pi-IONE 240 Carriage and Baggage Wagon in Connection 310 S. MAIN ST. BRADY BROS. HARDWARE CO. 45 and 47 South Side Square Under New Management Hopper Son Can deliver the goods. As to quantity, quality and price. The up-to-date shoe store. We Repair Shoes Satisfactory Students and Parents of Students will find a visit to this store very instructive. This is Jacksonville’s only department store, where the needs of the Home and Family may be supplied. “The Big Store Of Little Prices THE LATEST IN Bracelets. Necklaces and Waist Pins at Russell Lyons BUT “TOUR NEXT” SUIT FROM BABB BROS. W. L RANSDELL Books, Stationery Office Supplies Southwest Cor. Square If you want the best get Ferndell Canned Fruits and Vegetables E. C. LAMBERT FANCY GROCER 233 W. State St. Both Phones 126 Pantatorium Cleaning Co. 31S WEST STATE STREET Illinois Phone 465 Gents' Clothing Cared for by the month. $2 to join and then fl each month T. E. WEST, Proprietor C. H. SMITH Sheet Music and Musical Merchandise. Phonographs and Supplies S. W. COR. SQUARE John Heneghan ■Newsdealer Cigars, Tobacco and Magazines Billiards 211 WEST STATE ST. BOTH PHONES 2l9 Brook Stice Men and Boys Clothing Green Trading Stamps 12 West Side Sq. E AI. Bassett Jeweler Good Goods, Low in Price, Superior Workmanship Desires your Patronage 21 SOUTH SIDE SQUARE Hoffman Bros CLOAKS, SUITS and FURS Special Prices ANDREW LECK Fresh and Salt Meats, Fish AND POULTRY 229 Bast State Telephone 59 Dennis Schram Jeweler SOUTH SIDE SQUARE PATRONIZE DODGE The Tailor 21 li West State 111. Phone 127 Vickery Merrigan CATERERS Manufacturers of Pure Ice Cream and Ices. Hot and Cold Drinks Phone 217 Fine Box Candy 1x7 W. State Boddy and Gibbs, Grocers Keep the Celebrated H. J. Heinz Goods in Pickle Preserves 231 West State St. Bell Phone 161 Illinois 170 FRANZ BROS. Up-to-Date Grocers Dealer in Staple and West Fancy Groceries Sta(e Bell Phone 19—Illinois 900 Morrison Blk. Try Hillerby, Vickery Brady for Your next Shoes S, Side Square The Nautilus A Comb Incident—Grace Poor....................................8 Alumni Notes.................................................. An Explanation................................................ Athletics.................................................. 41 Class Day.................................................. 46 Class Song—Carl A. Bergschneider.............................68 Editorial..................................................... Eighth Grade Commencement....................................61 Exchange................................................. . . 60 Graduates of Jacksonville High School.........................25 History—Hattie C. Adams............................. ’ ’ 47 Jacksonville Second in Oratorical Contest.................... 45 Literary......................................................36 Locals........................................................66 Miss Samantha’s Summer Guest..................................1 Music....................................................... 30 New Courses of Study........................................, 58 Ode to Thomas.......................................'. ... 24 Poem—Elizabeth Newman.........................................53 Preliminary Declamatory Contest...............................56 Principal’s Report.......................................... 22 Prophecy—I. Lamar Hallowell..................................55 Social Events............................................... 62 That Entrance Exam.—Matie Ator.....................’ ’ ’ 4 The Career of Savonarola—Ethel Kimball................... . 17 The Green and the White—Carl Weber.................. .... 57 The Prize Money—Elson Barnes..................................14 The Thirty-Fourth Annual Commencement .... 43 W. I. H. S. L. Meet...........................................20 Willie Still Doing Things................................. . 40 Telephones—Office 166 Bell ( 111. } Res. 440 212. W. W. GILLHAM, Funeral Director and Embalmer. 226 W. State St. Jacksonville, 111. F. E. FARRELL. E. E. CRABTREE. ESTABLISHED 1865. F. G. FARRELL Co. Bankers. Successors to First National Bank. JACKSONVILLE, - ILL. Ray hill ’s China Store The Nautilus E are justly proud of the Jacksonville High School. Another successful year has passed, and a class of fifty-Beven has stepped out into the future, a part of which are ready for college and higher education and a part ready to take up life’s work. This issue of The Nautilus wishes to take you into close confidence and convince you that J. H. S. is a worthy institution and demands the appreciation and support of the general public. Also that a High School education is a too important and essential thing to be neglected. It wishes further to recall fond recollections of the many pleasant as well as toilsome hours spent within its walls and to cause you to have greater esteem and regard for your dear old Alma Mater. Long may “Old J. H. S.” stand as one of the best High Schools in the State of Illinois, and from year to year continue to grow in popularity and worth. You are, no doubt, enjoying the pleasant, invigorating, outdoor air and sunshine, which you do not get in the school-room, but which comes only in vacation time. A pleasant vacation to you all is the wish of The Nautilus. “Snatch gaily the joys which the moment shall bring, And away every care and perplexity fling.” N. B.—Get extra copies of this number from the Business Manager or at the Roach Printing Office- Price, 25c. Greeting Frank W. Rucker, Editor-in-Chief. A. H. GLASGOW, PRINCIPAL A V The Nautilus Vol. IV. JACKSONVILLE, ILL., MAY, 1906 No. 8 Miss Samantha’s Summer Guest HATTIE CAROLINE ADAMS, ’06. HE likes of some people!” i n d i g-nantly exclaimed Miss Samantha Calpurnia Bil-lings, as she looked over the gold rim of her spectacles from the letter in her hand. “Here our second cousin Sophy’s a sendin’ her boy Tommy here to us for the summer vacation!” “For the land sakes!” gasped her sister, Jerusha. “She says he’ll be so lonesome to stay at home, with her and the other Tommy gone. I make out from this letter, too, that he’s usually pretty well, but just now he’s been sick, or somethin’, and needs a beautiful, quiet place in the country like this. It seems they’re all scatterin’ round, somehow—no two of ’em goin’ to the same place. The other Tommy”— Miss Samantha paused thoughtfully —“the idea of mixin’ up things this way! Sophy never had any brains to speak of, if she did marry money. The other Tommy—why that’s Sophy’s brother that lives at her house with her; he’s goin’ to his grandmother’s for a spell. Well, I’ve not seen any of the family for so long, I disremembered that his grandmother was still alive.” Jerusha Portia, Miss Samantha’s younger sister, dared offer no comment until she saw exactly how her sister felt toward the coming visitor. , “Seems to me as if fashionable people as has plenty of money are alius’ tryin’ to get rid of the responsibility of their own younguns,” snapped Miss Samantha, examining the letter again with a perplexed frown.” She says somewheres here somethin’ about a fine nurse that they’ve bad for a good bit of time. Now, how old do you suppose her boy is by this time? Let me see, he was born the year Pa died. I remember, because Sophy did get her wits together long enough to write to us a letter of sympathy, and told us at the same time about the The N a u t 1 1 u s new baby and all her worryments. Let me see, that was two years and a half ago come this June.” “Yes, that’s about right,” agreed the younger sister. “Well, if that nurse’s a commin’, and I reckon she’ll be more’n likely the one to bring him, she c’n march herself straight back the minnit she gets him here, for, if he’s commin’ to stay with me, I reckon I know how a child oughter be raised properly, and don’t want any of your fine nurses botherin’ around. Sophy’s says they’ll pay any amount of board we ask, but I guess we’re not so poor yet a while that we’ve got to take money from kinfolks who’ve come to visit us. They’ll not get any ‘Tommy’ out o’ me, neither. That child shall be called by his right name, Thomas, as soon as he gets inside of my door. ’ “Mercy! Samanthy, what’ll we do about heating the guest room for so small a child?” asked pretty, thoughtful Jerusba. “Land sakes, I’m not a goin’ to have my guest room spoiled by that young-un. No, indeed! This sittin’ room’s too good enough for that.” Again Jerusha Portia waited for her elder sister to take the lead. “I’ll just get about it, an’ fix this room into a nursery.” According to her plan, Miss Samantha ordered most of the horse hair furniture from the sitting room to be stored away in a back bed room. What little was absolutely necessary for their own use she allowed to re- main, wrapped, however, in strong burlap. Jerusha Portia was sent to the attic to bring down the old crib bed, which was thoroughly washed, aired and revarnished. Jerusha Portia had suggested that it be painted white, to look fresh and dainty, but her elder sister, greatly shocked, exclaimed: “What was good enough for you and me, ’s good enough for Sophy’s boy, too, I just guess. And then it’s all these fine cribs and things as first begins to spoil a child. Sophy shall not complain of my spoilin’ Thomas any.” The arrangements for the nursery went on. A sufficient quantity of burlap was purchased at the village store to go around the entire room, reaching from the floor three feet upward. All the pictures were taken from the walls and two or three nursery prints put in their place. Then, after much consideration, more burlap was purchased to cover the floor, that the new rag carpet might not be spoiled. Miss Samantha Calpurnia spent all her leisure time poring over the “Home Doctor” books. She had pamphlets upon the “Proper Foods for Children,” “Correct Ventilation in the Nursery,” with numerous other articles, while for the nursery table she collected such necessities as Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup, malted milk, cold cream, camphor, goose grease, cough drops, witch hazel and peppermint. When Jerusha Portia purchased the burlap, she noticed a beautiful book 2 The Nautilus of nursery rhymes, which she bought, but Samantha Calpurnia promptly hid it, and brought forth a large book on Shakespearean characters,illustrated. “This,” said she, “is the proper book from which to instruct Thomas if he’s to be worth anything.” JerushaPortia’s younger heart made her long to make some of her famous sugar pies or cranberry jelly for their young guest, but such food, according to the “Family Physician,” would prove highly injurious. White taffy or fudge was not to be thought of. Not even was the child to be allowed any food containing lard, although Samantha Calpurnia had rendered it out with her own hands. Unwillingly Miss Billings consented to the purchase of A. B. C. blocks, a large rubber ball and a tin horse as gifts for the youngster, although she was strongly convinced that checked gingham aprons and bibs would have been far more to the purpose. The evening of the arrival of the summer guest came at last. George Washington Jones, the old coachman, was sent in the family carriage to meet the train. It was all nonsense, Miss Billings had said, for any of the family to accompany him, for the nurse most assuredly was in charge of the little boy, and that was all that was needful. The nurse should go back home on the morning train. It was an hour or more before the carriage could possibly return, so Miss Samantha sat down to read over her schedule for Thomas to see if it were correct. She was somewhat in doubt as to whether he ought to walk a half hour or an hour before dinner, and whether it would be better to have him sleep a half hour in the afternoon, retiring for the night at five o’clock, or for him to nap an hour after dinner, going to bed at six. She observed the nursery from floor to ceiling for the twentieth time to assure herself that all was in readiness. The necessities of the nursery table were inspected again, one by one, with satisfaction, all these arrangements seeming as far above criticism as did the snowy linen and shining silver of her dining hall. Suddenly she heard the sound of wheels creaking over the gravel drive, as the carriage came slowly up to the house. In a flutter Miss Samantha Calpurnia walked to the door. Jerusha Portia had preceded her, and in the growing dusk was flying down the long steps of the old fashioned veranda to meet the carriage when it stopped. “Jerusha, bring that child right out of the night air as soon as possible. Bring him straight to the nursery at once!” called her sister. Miss Samantha hurried back to the nursery, and sitting down awaited there the carrying out of her command. A confused mingling of voices ensued, followed by a merry, ringing masculine laugh and Jerusha’s unrepressed giggle. Then the door flew open, admitting a tall, handsome 3 The N a u t 1 1 u young man, who strode across the room, and, taking both of her hands in his, kissed her heartily. “Well, cousin Samantha, here’s your baby—your infant Hercules. And this is my nursery, is it? Jolly place! only your crib isn’t big enough. You see, Jerusha told me all about it out there. Well, don’t change your program on my account. I’ve been sick and require taking care of, you know-This is a complete change of surroundings, you see, and that’s what the doctor says I need. You are not disappointed in me, I hope?” Miss Samantha, who had arisen at his entrance, sank limply into her chair. “Cousin Sophy alius would get things mixed,” she gasped. “Well, I think the most of us are a little mixed on this question, don’t you? George Washington, there, is decidedly mixed,” said the gay visitor, eyeing the old negro who stood glancing first around the room and then at him with a mystified air. “Cousin Jerusha is the only one of us, I believe, who isn’t mixed.” “Well, I suppose you’re here and you’ll have to stay,” said Miss Samantha. “Jerusha, it was that youngun that was to go to bis grandmother’s, and it was the other Tom that was to come here, wasn’t it?” “That’s about right,” agreed the bright eyed Jerusha, who had suspected as much all along, but who had feared to say so, lest the young man should not be allowed to come. “Yes, I’m the other Tom,” said the summer guest. That Entrance Exam. MATIE CAROLINE ATOR, ’06. It was the first of October. New students were arriving every day in the little university town of Camberwell, and here and there, in the long halls of the old state university, groups of young men and young women were gathered about the bulletin boards, reading the numerous announcements posted thereon. Sophomores with sly looks, which meant mischief to “Freshies,” boldly admitted to each other that they were mighty glad they had no entrance exams. The Seniors, known by their haughty and indifferent mein, looked on with sarcastic smiles as Juniors, proudly bearing the honors of upper classmen, discussed the matter of electives, and planned for the work of the year; while the Freshmen, with looks of restraint on their faces, seemed too bashful to take any part at all. As Nell Marr came down the long 4 The Nautilus hall of the main building- with her pretty head erect, she felt that she was the object of certain observant glances and low toned remarks- Her intrepid bearing belied her homesick heart, and she set her teeth firmly together in her determination to keep back the tears, as she passed into the deserted cloak room, where, by appointment, she was to wait the return of her roommate and friend. Through the half open door voices drifted, and she distinctly heard: “She’s from the same town as May Hardin, and rooms with her over at the club house. Too bad May, a Junior, has to be tied down to a new girl, a Fresh. May says she doesn’t believe she can get her to go to the reception for the new students tonight. She’s awfully reserved. No wonder, though—with a laugh—she has to take the whole set of Entrance Exams.” “There, I’m labeled and stuck fast with a pin, like the specimens I mounted in the zoology class at the High School last year,” thought Nell as she smiled through her tears. “Well, anyhow, I’m going to have a few minutes' rest before going on with this grind.” She sank into a chair by a window, and, with closed eyes, let the south breeze sweep through the rich waves of her hair. Then, quick footsteps sounded, and a voice said: “Ready, Nell? Asleep? How did the mathematics examination turn out?” “Mercy, May! You’re like a whirlwind. The mathematics? Oh, all right, I think. I never did fear that.” “Well, what’s the matter with you, then? Nell, do you know you’re awfully pale? This studying night and day won’t do, my lady. There’s a limit to everything, you know. Is it the English?” “Yes.” Oh, that’s it? What’s the matter in that line?” “Why, you ought to know. There’s so much to study, and one hardly knows what. I’ve always liked the work, but—oh, it’s that assistant in the department who has charge of the Exams. They say he is perfectly merciless. You, yourself, said so, and you know how easily one could be made to fail. Think of their knowing at home that I---” “Well, you are a goose! He may not be as black as he’s painted. I never had any work under him,and only know what I know from hearsay. Many do fail in his exams, but it may be only those who are really not prepared. You’re a fine English student. Why should you care?” “No, I’m not.” “Well, do a little clever cheating, then. That requires real ability, you know. They say tney often try it with this assistant, Mr. Livingston, in the English. I don’t know how they do it, or how they come out,” said May, laughing; “I hain’t had much experience in that line. I’m not sufficiently gifted to be an expert. You are.” 5 The N a u t 1 1 u s “Don’t talk nonsense.” “It isn't nonsense. Anything is fair, if the exam is unjust. Now, Nell, you’ve got to promise me to go to this reception tonight. I don't care if the English is tomorrow. You’ve simply got to come and be introduced, even if you slink off after an hour or so. We Juniors planned this affair, and both the young men and the girls of the class are to do the honors. I shall just take it as a personal affront if you don’t go.” “Well—anything—I don’t care—I’ll go.” That evening Nell stood by a low window in the great University Reception Hall. She had, with her usual courage and spirit, gone through the ordeal of introductions, and responded to the usual greetings and polite favors accorded new students. Now, she was trying, in this secluded corner, to withdraw from sight, and as soon as possible she intended to slip away to her work. Some one sat in a chair near by; she didn’t know who. Very likely it was some homesick new comer like herself. She drew the heavy curtain between him and her, and leaned her head wearily against the window frame. “Pardon me; will you have this chair?” said a deep voice. Nell started. “I—I think not. I’m going home.” “Oh, surely not. You have but just come,” said the voice, and Nell now saw that it belonged to a tall, rather athletic looking young man. “Oh, mercy 1 One of those everlasting supercilious Seniors!” thought she, as she observed his smile. “Have this chair. You look tired.” “I can’t. I’ve got to go to my room and study for the English entrance exam for tomorrow morning,” said Nell, somewhat reassured by the kindness of the speaker. “I shouldn’t think that would be necessary if you have had good preparation in the school from which you come.” “Oh, but you don’t know. I’ve always liked the English work,and have bad very good teachers. It isn’t that. It is the fact that that outrageous— Mr.—Mr.------” “Mr. Livingston?” suggested her new acquaintance. “Yes. That outrageous Mr. Livingston is so unmerciful in his examinations and in his markings. I’ve not been able to sleep for a week because I am so afraid I shall have to send home an account of my failure in English.” “You need not fear, if your preparation is good,” reiterated the young man. Nell looked up into the serious face and kind eyes of the speaker. A small demon of perversity seemed to possess her. “My roommate, May Hardin, says that if I had the wit to know how to cheat successfully, I might hope to— er—to get ahead of him. Many of the students do try it.” “But not successfully, I should say 6 The Nautilus And I should think you above even trying- it.’’ In the twinkling of an eye a decided change had come over the speaker. His manner was stiff and his voice cold, and be bowed a very distant good night, as she moved away with the parling shot— I think I shall try it tomorrow.” Nell went 1o her room, but not to study. Her thoughts roved from her books, and she finally put them aside. “He must be a Senior; he knows so much about the school. I wonder if he is,” she thought, ‘‘and I wonder, too, what under the shining canopy could have made me give such a false impression of myself to this serious, fine young man.” A few minutes before time next morning, she went to her examination with a troubled heart. Two young men stood by the instructor’s desk, one of them a candidate for examination, she knew by the pen and papers in his hand, the other—her eyes surely did not deceive her—her acquaintance of yesternight. Quickly she bent to the candidate at her right. Who is the taller and older of the two young men at the desk?” she asked. “The one with the light hair? Why, that—that’s Mr. Livingston, the examiner. Didn’t you know that?” The room danced and swam before Nell’s eyes. Her hands trembled with cold, and her face turned deadly pale. The climax of her misery had come. Some one—she did not know who—laid some paper and a list of questions on her desk, and with smarting eyes, and shame at her heart, she gathered herself together to write. One thought only possessed her. She must do her honest best, although her work might never receive any credit. The questions required thought, yes, and much knowledge of the subjects that they covered, but they were all fair, and none of them puzzling. So with the same pale face she wrote on, and with the same pale face she passed in her paper after two hours of solid, unflaging work. “Nell,” said May, as she returned from the postoffice with their mail on the afternoon of that same eventful day, “are you really turning to stone? Well, here’s a great manuscript of some sort in this big envelope, addressed to you, and I hope it will have the power to transform you again into your own lovely, happy self. And Nell opened the great envelope, and found, along with the examination paper which she had that morning handed in, a card, which she treasured faithfully all the rest of her natural life. It ran thus: “You need fear nothing. Honest work means everything. Your credit is ninety-five.” 7 The N a u t 1 1 u s A Comb Incident GRACE DUNCAN POOR, ’07 Clifford Willis put his umbrella in the rack, placed his suit-case so he could use it as a foot stool, and glanced through the car to see if he knew any of the passengers. As his eyes roved over the faces before him, they finally rested upon that of a very attractive young woman who sat in the seat just across from him. It was a face not soon to be forgotten, and Clifford spent the next half hour admiring the beauty and grace of its owner, and wishing very much that he might find some occasion to address her. He did not know how to manage it, however, without seeming impertinent. So he waited, thinking,perhaps,she mightwant a window raised or that there might be some other service he could render her. For some time she continued reading, and glanced neither to the right nor to the left. Then, throwing aside her book and resting her head against the back of her chair, she closed her eyes. Her hair lay in a soft, blond mass against the velvet cushion, and as the train jolted and the engine shrieked, a comb slipped from its loose waves and fell to the floor. Clifford picked up the comb to return it to its owner. But she did not open her eyes, and, evidently uncon- scious of her loss, remained in the same statuesque pose. No one else seemed to have noticed the incident, so he decided to keep the comb until she should arouse, and then he could speak to her without seeming rude. The comb appeared valuable, even to Clifford’s inexperienced eyes. It was a shell comb, set with tiny jewels and artistically carved. If he could only keep it! Not for its money value, of course, but because—because— well, if the fates prevented him from speaking to her, they must allow him something as a remembrance of her. He took out his knife, and neatly scratching his initials on the inside of the comb, he slipped it into his breastpocket for safe keeping. “Next stop Wyton,” called out the porter, as he passed through the car. The young lady sat up hastily, rearranged her hat, and putting her hand back to press her comb in securely, missed it. She arose quickly, and made a hurried search for it. Then, as the train stopped at Wyton, she gave a sigh of vexation and a worried glance toward the door. “Pardon me, I believe this is the object of your search? I—er---” Clifford was taken by surprise, and was consequently somewhat disconcerted. 8 The Nautilus But the stop was short, and the moments precious. Without, as it seemed to him, even a passing- glance at him, she smiled her relief, and catching the comb hastily from his hand, hurried, with her light luggage, from the car. “A rather slim chance I stand of ever meeting this fair goddess again,” sighed Clifford, when he had seen her disappear in the station, the center of a group of admiring friends. “Still less hope have I that she would know me from Adam if I did. Well—he chuckled—anyhow—I didn’t slight the opportunity of leaving my mark on that comb. I hope the fates will be fair in this deal.” Clifford was on his way back to Oxbridge College after the summer’s vacation at home, and during the next few months, when not engaged in foot-ball practice and the usual round of college affairs, he devoted himself to his studies. But, although he was rushed with work, he did not forget the owner of the comb. When he and the other fellows were planning for the Junior Prom, the greatest social event of the year, he thought with dissatisfaction over the whole list of his pretty girl acquaintances, and could not decide which one he would take to the hop. The affair was to be May the first, and the students of Oxbridge were making great preparations for it. Each Junior had invited a young lady of his acquaintance from his home town, and had left the fellows of the other classes to invite the Oxbridge girls. On the afternoon of the first of May, Walton Gray, Clifford’s chum, asked him to accompany him to the station to meet his aunt, Mrs. Mayton, and her daughter Rose, who were to come in on the afternoon train. “Come right along! No nonsense, you young scamp. What are you up to lately, anyhow?” said Walt, taking Cliff’s hat from the table and tossing it upon his head. “Come on!” “Oh, of course, I'll go. But, Walt, I’m in hard luck just now. Do you know, I haven’t asked any girl to go with me to this affair tonight? I’ve just kept putting it off, and putting it off, and now it’s too late. It’s too late to ask any one.” “Well, you are in a nice fix! ‘Too late to ask any one!’ I should think so! Well, don’t ask me to help you out!” Then, as he saw Clifford’s dejection, he added, “Cheer up, old fellow; my cousin, Rose Mayton, is coming on the next train, and Jack Fox says his cousin, Helen Shaw, is coming at the same time. They are two capital girls, and Jack and I won't object to a little assistance from you in entertaining them, provided you don’t make yourself too conspicuous.” When the boys reached the station, the train was just pulling in, and Walt was up the steps and into the last car before it had quite stopped. Clifford stepped into the waiting room to speak to a friend who had accosted 9 The Nautilus him, and was just explaining the fact that the Junior Prom was on for that night, that the usual number of cousins were coming, and that he himself was cousinless, when he heard Walt’s voice. “This way, Aunt Marion! Come, Rose! Aunt Marion, Rose, this is my friend, Clifford Willis.” Clifford turned; and with a countenance flushed with surprise and delight, faced—the goddess. “I am glad to meet you, Miss May-ton,” he said, with unusual fervor. Then, hoping that she might remember him, he added, “Your face is familiar; I think I must have seen you before.” “Yes—no—I think not—and yet your voice sounds familiar. No, I am sure that I have never met you before.” “Perhaps,” she suggested a little later, “you have seen my picture. Walton has my photograph, you know.” “No, Walt knows better than to display his treasures to barbarians,” Clifford said, feeling that he owed Walton an everlasting grudge. “Oh, say, now, Cliff, just remember the conditions under which you became one of my party, and don’t give yourself airs. Rose just sent the picture last week, anyway, didn’t you, Rose?” Then, as Rose turned away with pink cheeks and pretty dignity, he added, “Will you ride or walk? It is only a step to the hotel, you know. Walk? Well, come right on, then,” he said, taking his aunt’s hand-bag and leading the way. “Miss Mayton, I hope it will be agreeable; Walt has just engaged me as chaperone of this party for this occasion. He thinks your mother will not be sufficiently severe,” said Clifford, taking Rose’s suitcase and walking on ahead with her. “Chaperones should always make themselves plentiful, but in this case I shall be very aggressive and severe, indeed.’’ “You’ll pay for this, old fellow,” called Walton from behind. That night a party of young people gathered under the trees near the gymnasium away from the lights and heat of the dance hall. “Rose,” called Walton, as he saw two figures approaching in the shadowy light, “you may prefer to dance with nobody but Cliff, but wouldn’t you like to know some one else? Come on, you two, let me introduce Rose to some friends.” Then, as Clifford ingeniously contrived to oust him from his chair that he might seat himself beside Rose, Walt continued, with a frown, “I see I have been fortunate enough to engage an able chaperone.” “Oh, Rose!” said Helen Shaw, “Jack has just given me the dandiest souvenir from Cuba—a stick-pin. He was just beginning to tell us all about it when you came up.” “Go on, Jack; don’t be bashful in our presence,” said Clifford, maintaining his position next to Rose in spiet 10 The Nautilus of Walt’s efforts to regain his chair. “Well, you know I went down to Cuba with a bunch of fellows to look after a tobacco plantation of my uncle’s. Among others, there was a charming senorita living on the plantation. One day we fellows gave a little entertainment for her benefit, and a funny little program it was. Each one did his favorite stunt- I sang some of our college songs, and someway that rather struck the girl’s fancy, and she gave me this stick-pin as a reward and a remembrance of her.” “You conceited Jack-a-napes!” said Clifford. “A lot of thanks she’d give you for parting with her gift in this way,” laughed Helen, as she examined the pin. “Listen to me. I had a streak of luck, too,” exclaimod Ted Andrews. “You fellows remember that Louise Wilmot lost her society pin at the last ball game, the one that, for some innocent offense of mine, she had forever debarred me the pleasure of wearing. Well, I found it under the bleachers yesterday.” “Going to send it to her right away, aren't you?” “Well, I guess not. She may have my Frat pin instead.” “You were a lucky fellow,” said Clifford. “Last fall, I almost got a valuable souvenir myself, but with my usual luck, just as I thought I had secured my prize, the clock struck twelve, and the fairy thing vanished.” “Oh, go on and tell it in plain English. We fellows can’t understand parables.” “Oh, yes; tell it in plain English, Mr. Willis!” said Rose. “Shall I tell it in plain English?” said Clifford, fixing his gaze steadily upon her. “Why, yes,” said Rose, flushing under his glance, “if you think it is entertaining, tell it in plain English.” “Well, with your permission, I’ll tell it. On the train, as I was coming up here last fall, I sat across the aisle from a real American beauty. She was reading a magazine, and didn’t seem to realize that such a person as I existed.” “Very unusual girl,” said Walt, “very superior. Rose, I recommend her to you as a model.” “Most likely she was as interested in you as you were in her,” interrupted Helen. “No she wasn’t, for I observed her closely enough. Why, I could paint a perfect picture----” “I bet you can’t tell what color her eyes were!” “They were a beautiful brown.” “What color was her hair, or are you sure she had any?” “She had fair curly hair, and a lot of it.” “Say, but this is interesting! He didn’t even know what color his own eyes were last week. Go on, old boy; you have the symptoms, all right.” “Oh, go on, Cliff ! Too many preliminaries!’ said the others.” 11 The N a u t 1 1 u s “Well, I fairly prayed for a wreck or something’ exciting, so I might display my valor and arouse the lady to a sense of my existence, but nothing happened, so I simply had to play sea-shell and let her be star. I had even to sit and hear a beastly porter ask if he could get her a drink of water. And then, when my patience had reached the limit, and I had decided to do something desperate, I noticed she was asleep.” “Rather inconsiderate of her, considering your state of mind,” said Rose, mischievously. Clifford laughed. “I’m glad you think so,” said he, with another glance. “Go on, Cliff. Keep him going, fellows!” “Well, I had about given up the ghost, when I heard something drop. That obligingly rough train had jolted a comb out of her hair.” Clifford paused, and Rose started and turned aside to break some white clusters from the syringa bush that stood near. He glanced at her averted face, seeking permission to go on. “I picked it up, thinking the fates had at last relented, and my chance to speak to her had come, but she didn’t even wake up. So I formed wild hopes of being able to keep it as a remembrance of my unknown princess. However, I had a presentiment of blasted hopes, so I scratched my initials on the comb, thinking that in some mysterious way that might aid me.” “Oh, what an idea! The plot thickens! This is growing delightful,” exclaimed Helen. “Delightful, indeed!” growled Walt. •‘Cliff always does something crazy. Well, get to the end of all this! Give us the grand climax!” “Oh, there wasn’t any climax! There’s the rub,” said Clifford. “Oh, go on! I’ll pitch you out of your chair if you attempt to stop there!” “Well, the spell was broken by an ill-fate in the disguise of a porter, who aroused her, and told her that the next stop was Wyton. She barely had time to get her things together, and, of course, she missed that comb aud I had to hand it over,’’ finished Clifford. “You don’t mean you are going to end this chilling tale in this way, do you?” cried Walt, pommeling him. “Oh, you lobster! You've just got to finish it now!” cried Jack. “Didn’t I tell you there wasn’t any climax? I am powerless in the hand of the fates.” “Oh, we all hope you will find her,’’ said Helen, sympathetically. “Hooray! shouted Ted. Let’s form a detective society, and the fellow that finds Miss Comb gets to be best man.” “Do the girls come in on that, too?” “Sure thing!” “Then what do we get to do, if we win?” said Helen. “You can be maid of honor.” “Oh, won’t it be a college wedding, though?” 12 The Nautilus “Say, we must get emblems for this society!” “Little combs are just the thing!” exclaimed Helen. “Cliff, can you describe that comb?” “Sure. It was a shell comb artistically carved and set with tiny jewels in the shape of flowers.” “Look here; we boys can’t wear back combs with much comfort, so I move we have little stick-pins made in the shape of combs.” “That’s great!” “Cliff, you are responsible for some of this business if we find the girl.” “Oh, if you find the girl, I will be responsible for the afterpart.” “Oh! and we must have an annual banquet!” “Sure! All great societies do that.” “And give an account at that time of what we’ve done. Report success or failure, you know.” “Sure! Now, detectives, all get to work!” “The orchestra is playing ‘Home, Sweet Home,’ and we must break this meeting up, to come together again next May-day night.” “Now, Miss Rose, you’ll have to walk up to the hall with Cliff now. I won’t take you after so many snubs,” called Walt teasingly over his shoulder, as he went on with the young people who were laughing and fairly bubbling over with plans for the detective society. Rose was still standing by the syringa bush with averted face, and in the pale moonlight she looked more beautiful than ever. Clifford's heart sank. Of course, he had offended her! “Er—Miss Mayton, I hope—er—I— that is—” he began coming to where Rose stood. “I—I told that story solely because I wished you to know how I felt. I haven’t had any piece of mind since the day I first saw you.” “Indeed! You evidently wanted the others to know all about it, too!” “Oh, no, no! You misjudge me. And then you see they couldn’t possibly know that the young lady was you. I’d stake my life on that.” “Are you perfectly sure?” “Oh, perfectly sure, Rose; you’re not offended with me?” “Yes—no—I don’t know.” “Well, I’m very unhappy if you are-Rose, won’t you help me find my fairy-princess? I am very sure this severe young lady is not she. Will you. Rose?” “Oh, I don’t know. How silly!” “Won’t you, Rose?” “What nonsense—ah—er—I suppose so, yes.” Just two years from that day, on the first of May, a wedding took place at the Mayton home, and the principals were Mr. Clifford Willis and Miss Rose Mayton. At the reception after the ceremony, the Detective League held an indignation council and Walton Gray said: “As president of the Detective Society, organized for Clifford Jerome Willis’s especial benefit, I am obliged to announce that the aforesaid Willis 13 The Nautilus has treated us pretty mean—gone and married another girl after all our tireless efforts to find Miss Comb.” “Well, you were best man and Helen maid of honor. What more could you wish?” said Cliff. “Why, I suppose we’ve got to disband now, and we’ve had such good times. Then, there’s our pins, too!” said Helen. “Oh, Rose, wait a minute! Your comb is falling out. Pretty, isn’t it? May I take it out a minnte? Why, look here! It is set with jeweled flowers. Oh, Walt! Jack! look here!” she almost screamed. “C. J. W. scratched on the inside corner.” “Sure,” said Walt, blankly looking at the comb. Then, suddenly glancing at Clifford, who was standing beside Rose and smiling mischievously, “Oh, you lobster! Explain this!” “Well,” said Cliff, “I always said I would choose my own bride, and I also chose to find her without any one’s assistance. I found the owner of the comb first, two years ago today, and would have apprised you all of the fact long- ago, but Rose would not give her consent. The souvenir is mine, and the lady, too. What more is there that heart could wish?” The Prize Money ELSON BAKNES “Are you going to try for the prize?” asked Gladys Mason, as she joined her friend, Margery Benton. “What prize? I do not know of any.” “Why, the two hundred dollar prize, Prof. Manton spoke of in Chapel this morning. Didn’t you hear him?’ replied Gladys. “I was late to Chapel, so did not hear about it. Won’t you walk to the car with me and tell me about it?” said Margery, never guessing that Gladys would rather be with her own friends than that “stuck up Margery Benton,” as the girls called her. “Some one, who does not wish his name known, has offered a prize of two hundred dollars to the girl or boy who writes the best essay on “Fads” and bands it to Prof. Manton within ten days. It must not have been read or corrected by any one. All who wish to compete are to hand their names to Prof. Manton before school tomorrow morning. This is my corner; so goodbye,” and, waving her hand, Gladys turned down Elm street. Margery walked on, still thinking of the prize. When she reached the house where she lived with her guardian (her parents were dead), she went right up to her room, and, removing her hat, sat down to think. “Why 14 The Nautilus should n’t I try for the prize? I am about the brightest girl in school, as Gladys says, and just think what I could do! Let’s see: I want a blue dress, like Mary’s, although I don’t really need another thing. And I should like to go to the mountains in August, but that leaves Mrs. Wilson here alone in the hottest part of the summer; and I would like to give a dinner that would outshine Ruth Clark’s, but Mrs. Wilson thinks I’m too young.” Every pleasure she thought of for herself was countermanded by discomforts to some one else, but she never thought of these very long. Just as she had decided how nice it would be to buy a riding horse and make the other girls envious of her, Mrs. Wilson, her guardian’s wife, came in. “Margery,”said Mrs. Wilson,“Mrs Laton has invited you over there this evening, and I have decided that you may go, but be home by ten, because it is not proper for young ladies to remain later.” “I should like to know what right you have to decide whether I may go or not, or liow long I shall stay. I am perfectly capable of doing that myself,” began Margery, but as she saw the look of pain cross Mrs. Wilson’s face, she cried, in instant penitence, “Oh, Mrs. Wilson, please forgive me, for I just didn’t think!” That was the trouble with Margery; she did not think of any one but herself. She was a bright and attractive girl, but, as she said, she just didn,t think of others and had grown very selfish. An entirely different scene was go ing on in the little house where Gladys lived. “Oh, Aunt Alice,” she cried, “some one has offered two hundred dollars for an essay,” and she went on to tell the story of the prize. “If I win it,” she concluded, “mother can stay in San Francisco longer, for, although she says she is getting strong, I should like to have her remain; but we cannot afford it unless I win the prize, for it took all the money we had in the bank to send her there. I am afraid she needs some new things, also!” “I hope you will win it dearie, for you deserve it for being so unselfish,” said her aunt, with an approving smile. “Nonsense, Auntie! I am not working for myself, but for mother, and any one would be unselfish with such an object.” About two weeks later, Margery, Gladys and some other girls were walking to school together. They were talking of the prize, the winn e of which was to be announced that morning. “I will be so glad when it’s over, for I have thought of it so much. The other night Aunt Alice came into my room and heard me talking about a pencil and paper to write a commencement essay. Of course, I was dreaming, but it frightened Auntie, for she thought I was making myself ill over 15 The Nautilus it. The girls all say I am as cross as two sticks, but I can’t help it. I have been thinking about my essay so much,” Gladys confessed, rather shamefacedly. “I’m just the same way; I’ve dreamed of writing essays three nights in succession, and I called Miss Smith, the algebra teacher, Miss Essay yesterday. I was thinking so bard about that,” said Margery. The girls looked at her in surprise, and Anna Laton whispered to her chum, Ruth Clark: “What’s happened to Margery? She has been walking around with her head in the clouds and has spoken hardly a word to any of us since she began on her essay.” “She is so sure of winning the prize that she condescends to be polite, I suppose,” replied Ruth. Margery blushed, for she had heard both the question and answer. “Hateful things; never mind. If I get the prize, I am not going to do one thing for any of the girls. Mrs. Wilson suggested that I rent a horse and surrey, so that I could take the girls riding, but I won’t, so there,” she thought. “I’ll pay them back if I win the prize.” “Young ladies and gentlemen: I am pleased to annonnce that—” Prof-Manton paused a moment; the room was so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop; “I am pleased to announce,” he continued, “that Miss Margery Benton has won the two hun- dred dollar prize offered by Mr. James of San Francisco for the best essay on ‘Fads’—there was faint applause— “and Miss Gladys Mason honorable mention for the second best. I extend to these young ladies my congratulations, and to those who tried, but did not win, my appreciation of their efforts. I will allow you fifteen minutes in which to congratulate them if you are not too demonstrative.” The next few moments were very happy ones to Margery until she happened to overhear a conversation- “I’m so sorry Gladys did not get it I don’t know what to do,” one girl was sayiug. “Her aunt told mother how much she expected to help her mother with it. I just know Margery will spend it every bit on herself, and she doesn’t need a thing. I hate selfish people!” At that moment, Gladys came up. “I wouldn't say that, for she is just thoughtless, and any way we do not know how she is going to use her money.” Margery did not wait to hear any more, but hurried away to think. Was it true? Yes; all too true. She had been selfish; the girls had no reason to like her, for her one object had always been—herself. “I will begin today and make the girls like me. Let’s see; what can I do to help some one else? I’ll go and talk to Mrs- Wilson, and see what she thinks.” A great opportunity came before (Continued on page 69) 16 T h e N a u t i 1 U S The Career of Savonarola ETHEL KIMBALL EDITOR’S NOTE—This oration won first place in the preliminary oratorical contest held at Petersburg Illinois, May 11, and second place at the State Oratorical Contest, at Champaign, May 18. The thought and composition has been highly spoken of by the best University men in the State. There are few names more deserving of honor than that of the Florentine monk, Savonarola, whose career as an energetic, enthusiastic reformer entitles him to a place among the world’s greatest heroes. It may be of interest to note the character of his reforms and the value of his influence upon some of the great movements in history. In order to understand and appreciate his reforms, it is necessary first to observe the tendencies and characteristics of the age in which he lived. It was pre-eminently an age of progress, a time when all things seemed to be assuming new life and energy. Men were emerging from the apathy into which they had fallen during the Mediaeval era, and everywhere was manifested an ardent desire for learning and a growing enthusiasm for classic literature and art. But, though marked by such activity, the age was full of corruption in both church and state. Princes were usurping great cities, refusing to grant the popular demand for liberty; people were reigning like emperors instead of ecclesiastical rulers, and monks were degrading their sacred office by luxurious, licentious living; the majority of the people were infidels, not because their reason taught them to disbelieve the teachings of the Bible, but, for the most part, because of sheer recklessness and stupid indifference to all save their own pleasure and personal interests. Savonarola, living as he did in one of the most progressive and beautiful, yet most wicked and worst oppressed cities in Italy, saw all this corruption aud determined to remedy it. Through his eloquent preaching he gained a wonderful power over the people of Florence, and by means of this he was enabled to bring about great political reforms in his city. He sympathized with the masses in their efforts to win greater liberty and to free themselves from their oppressor, Lorenzo de Medici; he urged them on and fired them with enthusiasm. They listened breathlessly to his every word and drank in his message as with one will. Lorenzo’s followers, numerous and strong, were doing all in their power to bring about his downfall; all Italy was ablaze with indignation at his audacious persistency; the church and the whole aristocracy of Europe were inflamed against him; yet he rushed on boldly, fearing no power, trembling at no threat; disregarding The Nautilus all opposition, gathering: support from the people as he advanced. So earnest was he in his opposition to tyranny, that whenever the French armies of Charles VIII invaded Italy, he opened to them the gates of Florence and hailed them as deliverers; for if they should conquer the city, the Medici would be driven out and the people freed from oppression. But not withstanding his zeal for the popular cause, Savonarola was not an extremist, his reforms were not radical. When the Medici were at last driven from the city, he used all his power in preventing bloodshed and violence, and in the constitution which he caused to be drawn up at that time he showed great wisdom as well as democracy. He secured to the people the election of their own magistrates, and gave them all the powers and privileges he thought them capable of using wisely; but he realized the ignorance of the masses and their consequent incapacity to govern, and so withheld from them universal suffrage placing the more important functions of government in the hands of the higher classes, who alone had the intelligence necessary in managing affairs of state. He firmly upheld government by the people, but he would give the greatest power to that part of the populace best fitted to receive it. His reformers, however, were not confined to law-giving and constitution-making, but extended to all political issues wherein the people were concerned. He brought about the establishment of a bank for charitable loans; he advocated the removal of all political abuses, the abolition of usury and uujust taxation, the higher education of the masses that they might be better fitted for the social and political life; he encouraged, in fact, everything which might tend to relieve the ignorant and oppressed and to place them more nearly on an equality with the upper classes. But great as w'ere his political reforms, his work as a reformer of morals was greater. In his preaching he did not adhere to conventional topics, he did not seek to please or persuade his listeners, but spoke the truth simply and forcibly, regardless of consequences, swaying the multitude by his deep thunderous tones,his dark, flashing eyes, his appealing gestures, his quivering frame,as he stood before them like a prophet, earnest, fiery, almost fierce in his denunciation of sin. They shuddered as they heard his terrible prophecies of punishment to be sent upon them by the Almighty, and felt that their eternal doom was certain if they did not turn and repent immediately. Men gave up wealth and position, and retired to monasteries that they might atone for their sins by prayer and fasting; great scholars abandoned their books and their scientific investigations, turning their whole attention to the betterment of humanity; voluptuous youths forsook their revels and became pious 18 The N a u t i 1 alms-givers; pleasure-loving women cast aside their gay ornaments and rich attire, devoting their time to the care of the poor and the afflicted. A pyramid of what Savonarola called “Vanities” was made and burned in the public square. The intrepid friar spared no one, from the lowest peasant to the highest official, from the humblest monk to the Pope ihim-self. Men could not but heed him, could not but realize the truth of his preaching and strive to live in accordance with his lofty ideals; and thus it was that he helped to place humanity upon a higher level. Such was the political and moral reforms of this fearless enthusiast; but his influence upon history is of still greater importance. Although he was destined seemingly to ultimate failure —to the wrath of the Pope, to excommunication from the Church, to the disloyalty of those who had once been his faithful followers, to imprisonment, torture, and death upon the scaffold— yet his work had not been done in vain. He had awakened men .to their surroundings, he had stimulated their intellects, and thus had contributed largely to the progressive movement then taking place in Europe. His political reforms in Florence had created in the people of other nations a desire for liberty, enkindling that spirit of democracy which, then but the merest spark, increased until it became a furious flame, spreading over all Europe. His preaching against corruption and sin had originated a movement of mo- ral reform which was perpetuated through succeeding generations and which, though it did not teach rebellion against the underlying system and doctrine of the Church, was nevertheless instrumental in bringing about the Protestant Reformation. Thus the career of Savonarola is one of the most remarkable in history: for his bold opposition to tyranny and his consequent political reforms; for his zealous preaching against corruption, resulting in a great movement of moral reform; and for the far-reaching influence of his work, extending down through succeeding centuries. The world will ever honor him for his dauntlessness of purpose, his fearless denunciation of sin, his steadfast adherence to truth and right; and will look upon his work as one of the important factors in two great historic movements, the Reformation and the Renaissance. MEMBERS OF G. A. R, SPEAK IN CHAPEL. Wednesday morning, May 23, the Matt Star Post, G. A. R. had charge of the opening exercises, and interesting remarks were made by Capt. Lee and Comrades Williamson, Stevenson, Jordan and Mathers. Capt. Lee gave a history of the flag, which was greatly enjoyed and was followed by prolonged applause. Comrade Williamson spoke especially of two thrilling war incidents, with which he was connected. The remarks bv all these old veterans were thoroughly apprec-by the students. 19 The Nautilus W. I. H. S. L. MEET Won by Petersburg.—Pittsfield Second, Jacksonville Third. Miss Sena Miller wins Second in Declamatory Contest. Friday, May 4th, the day for the Western Illinois High School League meet, was an ideal day, and early in the morning delegations from the different schools began gathering in to witness one of the greatest athletic contests ever held in Jacksonville. The streets were thronged with lively school boys and girls, flaunting and waving their colors. The Y. M. C. A. was made headquarters for the students of the different schools, and those on duty at this place, w ere busily engaged all morning providing for the visitors. Every school brought a large representation. Petersburg capped the climax when beaded by Jeffries Band, Sampson, the slayer of the Philistines with his troop of heroic followers paraded through the streets to their camp. THE ATHLETIC MEET. Fully 2500 people gathered on the Illinois College athletic grounds to witness the athletes from the nine different High Schools of the League contest for the W. I. H. S. L. pennant. The grand stand was filled with howling enthusiastic students, and the air was rent with ringing High School yells. At 1:30 the first event was cal- led off, and every other event followed in direct order, due to the promptness of the Illinois college officials, who had it in charge. Formerly our team thought that they had a fairly good show for winning the banner, but after discovering that Sampson’s hair had not yet been cut off, their expectations dropped to about 12 below zero. However, under the condition that we were competing with one of the strongest teams in the state, every boy on our team made a splendid showing, especially those of the team who will compete again next year. One first w'as taken by Wait in the hurdles, who bids fair to make one of the best hurdlers in the state, and who will help Jacksonville carry off the pennant next year. Wait also got second in the running broad jump; Young took second in the standing broad; and L. Johnston carried off seconds in the mile and mile runs. The remainder of the score was taken out in the thirds, won by Reid and Duncan. Petersburg certainly had a strong and winning team. They showed in every event that much time had been given to practice and training, which 20 TRACK THAM The N a u t i 1 indeed is essential toward making a a strong team. The Jacksonville boys also showed careful training and those of the team, who had contested last year,gave proof of much improvement. Although Sampson with bis band of mighty followers, carried away the honors for nine winners, the Jacksonville team was not discouraged and it is hoped that next year a little more athletic spirit wull be made manifest in the school, so that a fourth W. I. H. S. L. banner will be hung in our assembly hall. Summing up the scores the totals showed Petersburg 1st, Pittsfield 2nd Jacksonville 3rd. The results of the events were as follows: 50 yd. dash—1st Paul White, Petersburg; 2nd Gregg McEvers, Winchester; 3rd Duncan, Jacksonville; Time 5.6 sec. 100 yd- dash—1st White, Petersburg; 2nd Nieber, Pittsfield; 3rd Duncan, Jacksonville; Time 10.4 sec. 220 yd. Dash—1st White, Petersburg; 2nd McClue, Beardstown; 3rd Rexroat, Virginia; Time 26.6 440 yd. Dash—1st Nieber, Pittsfield; 2nd Grist, Rushville; 3rd Reid, Jacksonville; Time 55.8 sec. lA mile Run—1st Whipp, Petersburg; 2nd Johnston, Jacksonville; 3rd Sanderson, Pittsfield; Time 2:16. Mile Run—1st Boles, Petersburg; 2nd Johnston, Jacksonville; 3rd Cramp-ton, Virginia; Time 4:59. 220 yd. Low Hurdles—1st Wait, Jacksonville; 2nd Whipp, Petersburg; 3rd Dace, Rushville; Time— Shot Put—1st Sampson, Petersburg; 2nd Zirkle, Ashland; 3rd Watson, Pittsfield. Distance 45 ft. 10 in. Discus Throw—1st Sampson,Petersburg; 2nd Watson, Pittsfield; 3rd Crampton, Virginia. Distance 110 ft. Hammer throw—1st Sampson, Petersburg; 2nd Dickens, Beardstown; 3rd Creed, Ashland. Distance 138 ft. 11 in. Standing Broad Jump—1st Burns, Ashland; 2nd Young, Jacksonville; 3rd Rexroat, Virginia. Distance 9 feet 9 in. Running Broad Jump—1st Lewis, Pittsfield; 2nd Wait, Jacksonville; 3rd Scott, Rushville. Distance 19 ft. S' z in. Running High Jump—1st Cooper, Winchester; 2nd Anderson, Virginia; 3rd Bennett, Petersburg. Height 5 ft 4 in. Pole Vault—1st Thompson, Winchester; 2nd Burns, Ashland; 3rd Ap-kin, Petersburg. Height 9 ft 2 in. 2-5 mile Relay Race—1st Petersburg ; 2nd Jacksonville. DECLAMATORY CONTEST The Declamatory Contest was held at the Opera House in the evening,beginning at eight o’clock. As usual the house was filled to overflowing, but the order this year was greatly improved, since the use of megaphones and rooting was prohibited, and to the credit of each school, each contestant could be distinctly heard through all parts of the house. 21 The Nautilus “The Wild Olive Wreath,” delivered by Mr. Omer Thompson of Petersburg, won first place. Nor was it hard to see the evident pleasure Petersburg took in winning both Athletic and Declamatory Contests two successive years. Miss Sena Miller, the Jacksonville representative, won second place with “The Ride of Death.” Although Miss Miller’s declamation was fourth on the program, the audience was confident that she had won a place. Beardstown received third place, their representative, Oak McKenzie, having chosen “She Wanted to Learn Elocution”—the only humorous selection of the evening. The Jacksonville High School Orchestra furnished music throughout the program. Their ability to make the house ‘ring’ and to rest the audience, only goes to prove that we have an organization of which we may always be proud. The pennants and medals for the athletic contest were awarded after the decision of the judges. The following was the program: Music—J. H. S. Orchestra. India—Miss Mabel Dyer, Ashland. Vashti—Miss Nellie E. Ward, Virginia. The Ride of Death—Miss Sena Miller, Jacksonville. The Death of Uncle Tom—Miss Edyth Summers, Winchester. The Lance of Kanana—Miss Grace Laird, Griggsville. Music—J. H, S. Orchestra. The Answer to Burgundy—Miss Winifred Larash, Rushville. She Wanted to Learn Elocution— Oak McKenzie, Beardstown. The Wild Olive Wreath—Mr. Omer Thompson, Petersburg. The Death Disk—Mr. Irving Gay, Pittsfield. BUSINESS MEETING The League held a business meeting at 11 a. m. in the Principal’s office at the High School. The following officers were elected for the ensuing year: President—A. H. Glasgow. Sec’y.—B. F. Parr, Winchester. Treas.—H. H. Edmunds, Rushville. The invitation of Illinois College for the League to meet again next year under their auspices as formerly was accepted with thanks. PRINCIPAL'S REPORT 1906. ENROLLMENT. Our enrollment during the past year has been the largest in the history of the school. The number of boys enrolled was 106. The number of girls 209. Total 315. With the exception of the second year class, the classes are all large. The number in the graduating class is 57, the largest in the history of the school. THE WORK. The year’s work, the details of which cannot be given in this report, has been vigorous and thorough in all departments of the school. The new teachers have their work well in hand 22 The Nautilus and give promise of valuable service in tbe future. Harmony and unity of purpose in advancing the interests of the school have characterized the work of the teachers throughout the year. The amount of time lost by teachers on account of sickness has been unusually small. The school has been very fortunate in this respect. THE STUDENT ORGANIZATIONS. The student organizations of which there are seven, may be classified as follows: Literary, 2; Musical, 3; Athletic, 2. The Forum Literary Society has closed a year of fairly successful work during which some good talent has been developed. While not uniformly successful in contests, our speakers have reflected credit upon the school. The school has probably never before had so large a number of good debaters and declaimers as it has at the present time, and the outlook for the coming year is encouraging. The High School paper, The Nautilus, has during the present year, reached and maintained a high degree of excellence, which has been accomplished only by the untiring devotion of the staff and the liberal support of the school and the business firms of the city. Our paper ranks among the best High School publications of the country and the school feels a just pride in it. The three musical organizations, the Orchestra,the Treble Clef and the Glee Clubs have done good work during theyear and well deserve the great popularity which they enjoy in the school and city. The two athletic associations, the boys’ and the girls’, have maintained their organizations under the most embarrassing conditionsand have done some good work. We have no gymnasium, no physical director, and no convenient athletic field, which we can call our own. Under these conditions these organizations do not and cannot have the same measure of assistance and encouragement from the faculty which the other student organizations enjoy. Both athletic associations need a gymnasium, and the boys need besides this, a convenient athletic field and a man on the faculty who understands athletic work, and who can spare the time to accompany them in their athletic sports. In my judgment such time would be well spent. If these organizations are to be a benefit to the school they must have more attention than they can possibly have under present conditions. THE NEW COURSES OF STUDY. During the year the courses of study have been carefully revised for the purpose of securing more valuable results by leading pupils to pursue more consistent courses leading to some definite object. The elective features of the courses have been materially changed. The election is mainly in regard to courses and is 23 The Nautilus greatly limited with respect to stud ies. THE LIBRARY The school library and reading room which was opened last year for general use has become a valuable factor in the school lives of many students and should not be neglected. The need here is not for more encyclopaedias and other comprehensive reference works, but for smaller works to be used for supplementary reading in the preparation of lessons. These books should be selected with care by a competent person. Economy will demand that a school library be built up slowly; additions being made only as their need is defiinitely felt in some department of the school. NEEDS OF THE SCHOOL. The school is greatly hampered in its work for the want of room. Two of the teachers have no regular recitation rooms and are obliged to use the rooms of other teachers during vacant periods and a lecture room which is poorly adapted to recitation purposes. One of these teachers hears her classes in four different rooms. These, conditions make it very inconvenient not only for the teachers having no rooms but also for those whose rooms are used during vacant periods, as it deprives them of a suitable place to examine their written work and to confer with pupils who need individual assistance. In order to render the best service of which she is capable each teacher must have her own reci- tation room properly equipped for the particular work she is expected to do. The situation just referred to is likely to be still further aggravated next year because of a strong probability that our corps of teachers will need to be increased in order properly to handle all the studies a school of our size should offer and which are offered in our revised courses. Respectfully, A. H. Glasgow. ODE TO THOMAS. Tom, Tom, the preacher’s son Got right mad and away he run, When he got home, to his great surprise, The telephone rang till it was sidewise. There was a general rush to take the receiver, And Hattie talked, but they wouldn’t believe her, Then Hattie called others of the class to her aid, To find a place where the blame might be laid. In this they failed, so to stop the racket She hung the receiver back In its bracket. The very next day, did Tom come to school, Well, an onlooker said it looked like a dual, For Thomas did rent and Hattie did rave, And some of the Sophs thought her quite brave Then, the rest of the girls in the Sophomore class All except one bright-eyed little lass, Thought Thomas was awfully mean, But two weeks have passed. Since the Sophomores clashed And Tom has come Into favor. For the brave little girl, who thought him a churl, Has forgot all about his behavior. The Dutch pupils have been bothered a great deal since April 13th by Elizabeth Butler, wanting to borrow a German Dictionary. 24 TREBLE CLEF CLUB The Nautilus IT will probably be of interest to a great many to have a list of all who have ever graduated from Jacksonville High School. We are proud of our large list of Alumni, among whom are some of the most successful business men and women of Jacksonville and other large cities. Below is a list from the beginning to the present time: Class of 1872 Emily Atkinson, Annie Bellati, Kate Sawyer. C ass of 1873 Allie Duckett Johanna Hamlett, Edward Kinman Class of 1874 Sara Hamilton, Sarah Shreve. Class of 1875 Charles Chapman, Thomas J. Ensminger, A. W. Goodrick, Hattie Hammond, Arthur L. Martin, Edward W. Morton, Daniel E. Pierson, Wm. S. Phillips, George C. Platt, Lewis H. Platt, Mary Rife, Rinda Tomlin, Alonzo Waddell. Class of 1876 Ellen Hamilton, Lydia Hamilton, Alice Holliday, Enoch James, John Knollenberg, Nettie E. Martin, Stella Prince, George Pnillips, Ada L. Reese, Fannie Scott, Harry E. Wadsworth, Lewis Winter. Class of 1877 John Barnett, Hattie Fry, Cynthia Graves, Amelia Hamlett, Jennie James, Ben Lehman, Louise A. Malone, Mary A. Martin, Martha Y. Morrison, Maggie Richards, Ida Smith Prudence Spencer, Julia Van Winkle, Alice Williamson. Class of 1878 David Allen, Fannie Bancroft, W. K. Barr, Lida Clark, Lula Doty, Edward L. Fry, Ellen Griffin, Lizzie McMillan, Josie Milligan, Lina Pierson, Warren Robb, Annie Rule, Jennie Wadddell, George Wait. Class of 1879 James S. Allen, Eva A. Cobb, Grant Cullimore, Nellie Easton, Etta Fanning, Wm. E. Hall, James F. Keney, Wm. F. Knollenberg, Emma T. Knollenberg, Mary L. Maher, Clara R. Malone, Ella B. Richardson, Dresbach Smith, Wm. C. Woodman, Mary C. Upham. 25 The Nautilus Class of 1880 Ella H. Cafky, Alfred T. Capps, Harry C. Fisher, Robert K. Grierson, Christie W. Hitler, Agnes S. Lusk, Alice Larrimore, Julia M. McDowell, Arthur W. Miller, Emely D. Miller, John Mendonsa, James G. Russell, Ida C. Thompson, Annie E. Thornborough, Ida Tomlin, Jennie L. Tomlin. Effie E. Capps. Class of 1881 Carl E. Black, Wm. W. Cafky, Edward J. Chambers, Maggie Culp, Wm. I. Davenport, Alfred E. Ewington, Harry L. Hall, Frances E. Hayden, Hattie A. Hayden, Nettie A. Hayden, Annie H. Martin, Fannie Miller, Belle E. Paradice, Arthur W. Ryder, Ralph R. Reynolds, Jennie A. Scholes, Juluis E. Weil Emma Williamson, May M. Wolcott, Luella B. York. Class of 1882 Kate L. Bauman, Annie E. Broadwell Nellie M. Daniels, Laura M. Hammcnd, Wm. Humphrey, May E. Larrimore, Bessie McLaughlin .Clara E. Mitchell,May Pechloeffel.Anna Rataichak, Asa M. Robinson, Kate X. Sperry, Julius G. Strawn, Fannie F. Wait. Class of 18S3 Maggie H. Collins, Julius V. Correia, Anna S- DeFrates, Lizzie S. French, Lula E. Goodrick, Anna Hagan, Kate W. Smith. Class of 1884 Clara B. Allen, Clara R. Gordon, Ellen M. Clayton, Walter Grant, Fannie B. Dayton, Lizzie A Higler, Mattie England, Anna L. Huntley, Nellie Jackson, Fletcher L. Jones, Rol-lie C. Kinnett, Maggie E. Lane, Fannie A Lusk, Harry C. Montgomery, James K. C. Pierson, Henry Sanderson, Helen B. Sawyer, Ada S. Inman, Ida Y. Walker, Alice Warth. Class of 1885 Naomi Brown, George W. Daniels, Emma B. Day, Mattie B. Day, Abbie G. Hayden Lyman S. Kent, Fay T. Marsh, George C. Mason, Nettie B. Platt, Nettie Poffenbarger, Edith M. Pyatt, Ernest Schureman, Nellie S. Sperry, Sallie M. Stacey, Bell Waddell, Frank Waddell. Class of 1886 Bertha D. Allen, Minnie L. Anderson, Mattie C. Bean, Filler G. Blueler, Kate A. Braun Lizzie F. Delaney, Grace M. DePew, Rosa L. Doty, Otto C. Edwards, Lou M. Greenleaf, Essie Bell Howard, Eva D. Ironmonger, Kittie Montgomery, Anna M. McCullough, Lizzie M. Richards, Mamie E. Rottger, Mary Schoonover, Wm. E. Turley, Joseph Vieira. Helen Wait, Addie L. Weil. Class of 1887 Grace Alexander, Henry Bond, Grace Cassell, Sarah Eppinger, Kate Gibbons, Jennie Hagar, Eva Hammond, Hardy Kennett, Sarah Kilpatrick, Sophia Knollenberg, Minnie Martin, Mable Morrison, Lorena Schaub, EmmaSibert, Agnes Stevenson, Annie Young. 26 The N a u t i 1 Class ok 1888 Annie Ansmus, Annie Cannon, Leona Chapman, Sadie Cross, Lillian Dorwart, Susie Jones, Mary Knollenberg, Lucy K. Orr, Amy Patterson, Zoe Tyrell, Minnie Wait, Hannah Watkinson, Laura Wood, Lillian Humphrey. Class ok 1889 Mary Ward. Class ok 1890 Frances Alkire, Daisy Dunavan, Minnie Fredlander, Charlotte Fox, Charles Larimore, Grace Matison. John Sammis, Hester Seaver, Harriet Sibert. Class ok 1891 Jessica R. Arenz, Ermina L. Bacon, Clara C. biggs, Lillian B. Bowen, Ida C. Braun, Arthur Crabtree, Lucia Day, Martha Greenleaf, Wilhemia Knollenberg, Maria E. Layton, Fred M. McElfresh, Rosa Orr, Edith G Payton, Nettie M. Swain, Minnie A. Wilson, Ida L. Wood, Louise Taylor Young. Class ok 1892 Nellie M. Armstrong, Orlando Baxter, May B. Boyd, Enphemia G. Cherry, Ed M. Dunlap, Marv M. Hackman, Effie B. Hayes, Emma A. Justice, Elizabeth E. Laycock, James H. Rayhill, Anna G. Schoonover, Johanna Shannon, Nanna T. Shannon, Euphemia B. Shields, Charles W. Soby, Emma A. Thornborrow, Katherine T. Ward. Class ok 1893 Cora Bacon, Grace M. Barley, Amelie Bowen, Lena Engel, Ora T. Fell, Frances Cause, James Graham, Mabel Hayden, Kate Hayden, Ada G. Keplinger, Myrtle Layman, Alice Lipincott, Susie McBride, Margaret McKee, Zella Ramsey, Clara Sibley, Kate Staley Frances Wakely, Sarah Young. Class ok 1894 Mary Bahan, Isabella Baldwin, Earl Cowden, Elizabeth E. Daniels, Anna Goodrick, Cora Graham, Mary Jones, Helen McDougall, James Melton, Horace Muse, Jessie Palmer, Mabel Palmer, Harriet Pires, Orville Stephenson, Elizabeth B. Young, Anna Ward. Class ok 1895 Pearl Adams, Nellie Banks, May Downs, Egbert Fell, Wm. Guy, Nellie Grassley, Myrtle Harbour, Eugene Hayden, Birdie Hopper, Albert Knollenberg, Bert Larimore, Nelson Porter, S. J. Tompkins, Sarah Walker, Rosa Walter, Alice Wood. Class ok 1896 Katharine Alexander, Florence Cox, Pearl Campbell, Edith Hackman, Frank Harvey, Helen Kennedy, Myrtle Larrimore, Agnes Paxton, Martha Russell, Ed Stewart, Wm. Walker, John Ward. Class ok 1897 Roberta Baxter, Tenny A. Baxter, Alice C. Boles, Frances C. Brewer, May K. Bronson, Frank Campbell, Wm. H. Cocking, Clarence Coffey, Charles Crandall, Mary C. Ennis, 27 The Nautilus Alfred E. Fell, Nellie G. Gardner, Frederick L. Gregory. Ira C. Guy, Etfie A. Hopper, Harry G. Hopper, Harry G. Howard, Katherine I. Keating, Julius G. Kirby, Clarence B. Magill, Albert C. Metcalf, Mary V. Richards, Lola M. Sellars, Nina M. Sheppard, Carol-ne Smith, George H. Stacy, Raymond Vasey, Bea Ruth Ward. Class of 1898 Arthur Angel, Wm. Burke, Sadie Cameron, Oliver Capps, Floyd Church, Sadie De Castro, Katherine Ellis, Clara Fox, Rachel Fuller, Genevieve Hairgrove, Anna Hopper, Mary Keating, Helen Larimore, Anna Lonergan, Isabella Michaels, Elizabeth Philbrook, Louise Rains, Nellie Rowan, Leta Strong, Lena Walker. Class of 1899 Lucy Ball, Clarence Corbin, Vassie De Castro, Flavia Duffy, Ethel G. Fell, William H. Ferris, Stella M. Gorham, Grace Greenleaf, Abraham G. Gregory, Louise Hamilton, Frances G. Harlowe, Mayta D. Huntington, Bertha K. Mason, Agnes G. Miller, Zenobia Muse, Lenora Raymond, Hannah Rehmeier, Laura F. Richards, Hennrietta Ricks, Rowena Rowen, Eleanor Russell, Arthur Scott, Eva C. Smith, Ellen Thalman, Agnes Thornborrow, Una Upham, Frank Vickery, Delia S. Waggoner, Emma Wharton, Mabel Withee, Jennie Young. Class of 1900 Vina Baldwin, Harvey De Castro, Beulah Dyer, Charles Eames, Sarrah Ellis, Louis Engel, Mary Faul, Fred Tendick, Viola Gilbert, Bartlett Gray, Charles Hopper, Melville Kennedy, Esther Kirk, Georgia Kitner, Asa Lambert, Nellie Lofthouse, Flora Young, Everett Martin, Ivy Mason, Florence Philbrook, Laura Pyle, Clarence Reid, Charles Russell, Nellie Seegar, Lillian Stewart, Jessie Vasconcellos, Clyde Vickery, Edna Wardhaugh, Ardy Woolen, Minnie Wyatt. Class of 1901 Lizzie Anhalt, Marie Baldwin, Louise Buckingham, Clara Cobb, Amy Ellis, Ama Hackman, Bessie Hackman, Lottie Halsted, Myrtle Sheppard, Genevieve Mount, Lula Munis, Maude Nesmith, Mabel Ornellas, Martha Pacock, Katherine Pyatt, Ella Ross, Lizzie Slaughter Bessie Sutdiff, Kathleen Vickery; Frances Ward, Mollie Cully, Emma Goltra, Marian King, Cora Peak, Jessie Turley, Marie Waller, Helen Ward, Fred Ball, Fletcher Hopper, Edwin Jackson, Homer Potter, Charles Rapp, Ernest Henrichsen, Lillian McCullough, Nina Mitchell, Charles Russell, Olive Hodgson. Class of 1902 Herbert Graves, J. Howard Brown, Elizabeth Russell, Viola Raedner, Bertha L. Anderson, Mae M. Seymour, Hannah L. Sweeney, Roy E. Crampton, Ella C. Ewing, Annie A. Young, Flora E. Balcke, Lena M. Hopper, Louise M. Roberts, Minnie M. Lutkemeyer, Maude A. Packard, Donald D. Sutcliffe, Robert Grimsley, Jr., Ethel M. Sperry, Bessie Simpson, Mabel Clare Brown, George R. Martin, J. Earl Ewing, S. Edna Pierson, Luther M. Lashmet. 28 GLEE CL UB DEBATING TEAM The N a u t i 1 Class of 1903 William W. Baldwin, E. Vorce Bassett, Thos. B. Butler, Edwin W. Buxton, Harold H. Brook, Alice C. Brune, Bess M. Barr, Leah H. Cassell, Mabel P. Cowdin, Ella M. Crawford, Fannie A. Cram, Anna Edythe Day, Sadie Doht, Charles B. Gouveia, Moses Greenleaf, Ethyl Ironmonger, Milton E. Jackson, Annie M. McPhail, Leonore Meline, Alice R. Miller, Marguerite Italia Mason, Phillip J. Kennedy, Ward Newman, Chester A. Nunes, Elsie K. Pyatt, Laura B. Patterson, Elsie M. Ricks, Harry C. Roach, Ruth Scrimger, Chester Vanwinkle, Rose Alice Ward, Ruth M. Widenham, Frank Spencer. Class of 1904 Edith V. Adams, Myra Brown, Ethel Mae Brown, Margaret Flynn, Frieda Koch, Pearl Jewsbury, Georgia Lutkemeyer, Gertrude Roedersheimer, Nettie L. Smith, Josephine Yeck, Olive Brady, Nell Doying, Lida Farwell, Alice Goodrick, Grace Gordley, Martha Hoover, Louise Huffaker, Daisy Lucht, Mabel Mathews, Hester Mosely, Harriet Mortimer, Margaret McLaughlin Jane M. Russell, Gertrude Sorrells, Mary L. Sybrant,Bessie L. Wood, Chilton Wright, Pearl Wylder, Ruth Bailey, Mabel Cooper, Mary Doyle, Elizabeth Deleuw, George DeLeuw, Laura Gunn, Mae Scott, Besse Sorrells, Louise Smith, Lucretia M. Woodman, Mamie Shannon, Wm. F. Bowen, Otis Mapes George F. Massey, Carl L. Peckham, George Smith, Barkley Wyckoff, Ralph Bowen, George Ferris, Ernest Frost, Paul E. Johnston, Walter F. Ogle, Guy Rook, Paul Whitney, Charles Spruit, Harold Graves. Class of 1905 Frank Anderson, Jean Bell, Ethel Booth, Ruth Brown, Hazel Brown, Roy Carter Chauncy Carter, Stella Cline, Carrie Dunlap, Fay Dresser, Cadie Funk, Ruth Fairbank, Reuben Gunn, Nellie K«hoe, Flora Koch, Harrison King, May Lambert, Bessie Layman, Lloyd McKinney, Ida Meline, Carl Richards, Susan Russell, Selma Swanson, Watson Spencer, Mabel Smith, Harry Spencer, Marie Scott, John Steer, Mabel Schofield, Anna Tendick, Carl Warner, Annie Willis, Walter Wehrle, Mary Wright, Gertrude Young. Class of 1906 Hattie C. Adams, Matie C. Ator, Carl A. Bergschneider, Mary Maud Brown, John M. Butler, Ella L. Cannon, Buford M. Hayden, Louis C. Johnston, Sena Miller, Elizabeth Newman, Margaret W. Price, Myra K. Readner, Frank W. Rucker, J.Eilleen Sharp, Jessie E. Thompson, Mae M. Boylan, Elizabeth W. Butler, Frank C. Cooper, Ruth H. Crawley, Mary Daniels, Flora F. Dresser, Margaret English, Ethel H. Funk, Serena Herman, May Megowan, Effie M. Moxon, Ida M. Nunes, Della E. Osborne, Grace E. Vanhyning, Herbert H. Vasencells, Carleton H. Weber, Frances L. Weigand, Nina Wright, Mabel F. Bacon, Filicite R. Brough, Kathleen F. Easter, Lillian G. Fernandes, 1 Lamar Hallowell, Katherine E. Harlowe, Claribel Hopper, Albert S. Johnston, Marie T. Leek, Bessie M. Mapes, Harry C. McCracken, Mary A. McCracken, George H. McKean, Julia A. Mendonsa, Ida L. Mills, Geneva Morrison, Grace O. Rapp, S. Blanche Reeve, Jess . Rottger, Zella M. Scott, Margaret Simms, Maude Vanhyning, Harriet B-Vasconcellos, Arthur B. Zeigler. 29 The Nautilus . _ L V—1 h A 1 I r y ■ 1 L. ) Ayr ir 1 A j Tyt ¥TT rjx V -L_ , O T J V . y J TREBLE CLEF CLUB In the year 1903 two enthusiastic members of the High School, Misses Hazel Brown and Georgia Deleuw, deciding it would be beneficial for the school to have a girl’s musical club, succeeded in organizing one. Sixteen of the best voices in the school were chosen, and in January of that year was formed the Treble Clef club, which has been a prominent organization of the school ever since. Mrs. Constance Smith was made musical director and Louise Huffaker was elected business manager. The Treble Clef, together with the Glee club and Orchestra, appeared in February at its first annual concert, which was an eminent success in every particular. The proceeds were given toward buying several Musical Books for the Library, the Busts of Schubert and Mendelsohn which now ornament the study hall, and also a music cabinet for the music room. In June the club was honored by a place on the program of the annual concert given by Jeffries Band, and appeared before the public in their usually pleasing manner. In the fall of 1903 Mrs. Smith resigned and Miss Ailsie Goodrick was elected director, and has acted in that capacity for the last three years. Under her directorship the clubs have been doing splendid work, as was signified by the excellent hit they made this Spring in the Operetta, “The House That Jack Built.” Those who have acted as business managers for the club are as follows: 1903 4, Bess Wood; 1904-5, Ruth Brown; 1905-6, Katherine Barr. The Treble Clef club, with the other musical organizations of the school, has made a reputation for itself and the people of Jacksonville know what to expect when it appears before the public at the annual concert. GLEE CLUB The Jacksonville High School Glee club was organized January 1903, and has been from the very first a popular organization both in the school and with the public. A little later in the year, the Treble Cleff club, a club of girls, was organized and keen rivalry between the two ensued. Mrs. Constance B. Smith was the first musical director, which position she filled in a manner that left nothing to be desired. The charter members were: The N a u t 1 lus F. Anderson, E. Richardson, F. Good-rick, R. Bowen, C. Stewart, R. Duncan, T. Butler, M. Greenleaf, W. Ogle, P. Kennedy, C. Richards, G. McKean, N. Winterbottom, H. Brooks, P. McKinney, and F. Cooper. That year the club sang- several times in chapel and assisted in the concert given by the musical organizations in February, which was a success, and brought enough money to buy music for the next year. They also sang at Commencement. That year many of the good members graduated, but the next fall others were found to fill their places, The membership in 1903 04 was composed ofuthe following: E. Frost, B. Wyckoff, C. Stewart, H. Graves, C. Peckbam, F. Rucker, G. Ferris, L. McKinney, N. Winterbottom, W. Ogle, C. Spruit, G. McKean, C. Richards, F. Anderson. The resignation of Mrs. Smith, who had so capably done her part as director, was received with much regret. Miss Ailsie Good rick was elected to fill this position. A prosperous year followed. The club sang at several different school events, and took an able part in the second annual concert. In 1904-5, several new voices were secured to take the places of those who had passed out, and the club started on a new career. They worked hard and helped materially in the third annual concert. The boys belonging then were: F. Anderson, J. Mullenix, B. Hayden, L. McKinney, F. Rucker, F. Arnold, C. Richards, G. McKean, H. Colton, L. Hallo well. The fall of 1905 came. The roll was called, and the loss was still more apparent, but new members were secured with the usual success- When the clubs held their operetta in March, entitled “The House that Jack Built,” the Glee club took its part in carrying the work along, and they deserve their share of the honor. They also sang at the thirty-fourth annual commencement held at the opera house May 31st. The members this year were: H. Colton, F. Rucker, H. Rucker, J. Mullenix, L. Hallowell, B. Hayden, R. Hartman, W. Spruit, H. Ober-meyer, B. Hutchinson, G. Wood, W. Miller, C. Schofield, G. McKean and E. Mitchell. The club has bright prospects for a prosperous year next year, as there still remain in the school quite a number of good yoices. ORCHESTRA Among the different organizations of the school the orchestra deserves creditable mention. It has been one of the most important organizations, and has played an important part in the success of the school. In the school year 1901-02, Miss Evelyn Hammond,one of the teachers in the eighth grade, suggested that an Eighth Grade orchestra be organized. All the pupils that could play an instrument of any kind well enough were asked to join, and six or eight such persons formed the first orches- 31 The Nautilus tra. Miss Hammond was chosen director. The orchestra went on in this way for about six months, when it was decided to increase the membership, and in order to do this pupils of the High School were asked to join the eighth grade musicians. Howard Brown was then elected director. At the close of that year, the eighth grade members of the orchestra were promoted to the High School, and thus the orchestra became an High School organization. The next year the members got together early and elected Fred Good-rick as director. The orchestra then numbered about fifteen persons. Regular practice was followed, and music was furnished the school quite often during the year. The success of the play, “Fanchon, the Cricket,” given the same year by the Dramatic club, was partly due to the orchestra, who furnished excellent music. The orchestra’s best year, perhaps, was 1904. Fred Goodrick still remained as director, and most of those who had taken part the year before were still in school, so that having scored one successful year they were prepared for a better year to follow, and the orchestra became one of the best organizations of its kind in Jacksonville. Mr. Goodrick was compelled to stop school the latter part of the term, and Hazel Brown was elected to fill his position, and although she was very much missed in the violin section she did her work well. The next year she was still director, and the orchestra, although the membership was somewhat decreased, acquitted itself with honor under her leadership. They played several times for opening exercises, and also at the declamatory contest, Commencement exercises and Alumni banquet. That year, most of the experienced players went out. The entire violin section and the drummer graduated, and as a result the hopes for an orchestra the following year were very faint. But the word “fail” was not known to the remaining members, and under many trying difficulties the orchestra was again organized this year, and Buford Hayden was elected director. It was a hard matter to find any violinists at all, but finally three were secured. The members practiced very faithfully during the year and played very acceptably at the open meeting of the Forum, the Operetta given by the musical clubs, and the W. I. H. S. L. declamatory contest. Although some of the members graduate this year, there is new material in the school, and the orchestra should still remain an important organization of the school. Every member of the school is justly proud of the J. H. S. orenestra, and realizes the important part it takes in the school. Willie on Literature—“That,” said Willie, launching a big volume at his brother’s head, “is the coming book. It’s sure to make a hit. —Ex. 32 Prof. F. G. BLAIR The Nautilus The Thirty-fourth Annual Commencement The thirty-fourth annual Commencement of the Jacksonville High was held in the Opera House, Thursday, May 31. An enthusiastic crowd filled every nook and corner of the building, and many were turned away on account of the immense gathering. At about eight o’clock, to a march skillfully played by Alice Mathis, the members of the graduating class marched in and took their places upon the stage. The large class of young people made a very handsome and attractive appearance. The program began with two selections “My Luve’s Like a Red Red Rose” and “Merry June,” sung by the Glee and Treble Clef Clubs, who appeared in their usual pleasing manner and were greeted with prolonged applause. Rev. R. F. Thrapp invoked the divine blessing, after which Buford Hayden played a flute solo accompanied by Marie Leek. The selection was “Fantasie on German Airs, and was skillfully given and well received by the audience. Prof. F. G. Blair, of Charleston, Illinois, was then introduced to give the Commencement address. His subject was “Manhood,” and the address was full of inspiration, bringing out the requirements of true manhood and womanhood, in a clear and forceful manner. Following are a few of the thoughts presented: “It must have been a great day in Athens when the people saw going about the streets a man with a lantern, who when questioned replied he was searching for a man. Diogenes took this method of bringing before the minds of the people the difficulty of finding a true man. We are continuing thesearch which has been kept up down through the ages. The little kingdom of Israel was looking for a king and Samuel going out among the people found Saul the Benjaminite, a giant, standing head and shoulders above his fellows, and I believe that he was chosen and annointed king of Israel because of his great strength and stature. The Greeks were very careful to develop the body and how successful they were is shown by the fact that our model today is that which has come down to us from the ancient nation. The body we consider to be the temple of the soul to be kept sacredly inviolate. There is on the straits of Dover an old gun pointed toward the shores of Calais fifteen miles away, and on it is this inscription: “Aim me right and keep me clean. “And I will shoot to Calais green.” “So I would say in regard to the 33 The Nautilus young man to day. Aim him right and teach him to keep his body strong and clean, and he will attain his highest power. “I have tried to hold up the physical side of education, but I am not forgetful that some of the greatest souls have tottered through life in little, shrunken, weak and wizened bodies. The Diogenes of the future will not be deceived by mere outward show and physical strength. “I wish now to say a few words about the intellectual side of education. President Eliot says there are three things that lie at the basis of an intellectual education: power to observe carefully, to make a truthful record of what is observed, and to draw a just conclusion from the evidence presented. The teacher has two kinds of minds to deal with—the over-imaginative mind, which distorts facts, and the dull, leaden mind, which can see nothing but facts. There is hope for the former, but the latter is difficult to deal with. A hog hears an apple fall from a tree and knows from former experience that a toothsome morsel is at hand; but an Isaac Newton observed an apple fall from a tree, and conceived an idea of the force which holds the universe together. I do not doubt but that these children have been taught to carefully observe, to take a truthful record of what they observe, and to draw proper inferences from the evidence. “A proper education should also instill in the student the right attitude of mind and heart toward work. Our graduates must have the power to do things and willingness to show that power in helping to do the world’s work. I want to say to these bright young ladies that there is too much ‘wooden head’ in the kitchen. Too much muscle is expended in making bad music which should be devoted to making good biscuits. You whose mothers are silvery haired and stooped from work, go out and assist in lightening her burdens. You whose fathers are carrying the weight of years of endeavor, go out and take some of the care from his tired shoulders. The person who cooks is doing just as commendable and honorable a thing as one who plays; the one who does the nearest work at hand and does his best is doing his whole duty. When Helen Hunt Jackson chose her tomb upon a mountain peak, she requested that no monument be erected to her memory, but the word be sent abroad that it was her desire that each person who visited her grave bear two pebbles to leave upon the mound, and take away one as a memento. The result has been that a great heap of little pebbles now form a monument built by loving hands. So with you students, you have visited the monuments to education erected in this city; will you leave without returning some service for what you bear away with you? When Samuel comes he will choose you not because you have a High School diploma, but because he finds you doing with your might what your hands find to do.” Following this excellent address 34 The Nautilus was a vocal solo, “The Nightingale,” by Jess Rottger, who was tendered an enthusiastic encore. Principal A. H. Glasgow, in a few well chosen remarks, presented the graduating class to the public and to Superintendent Furr. In turn, the Superintendent heartily recommended them to the Board of Education, to be awarded their diplomas, which they had justly earned and merited. Mayor John R. Davis, president of the Board of Education, then presented the diplomas after the following remarks: It is my duty and my pleasure, as president of the Board of Education of this city, to deliver to you these diplomas, which have been awarded to you. I congratulate you on your splendid showing, and in view of the splendid address which you have heard and the words of advice and encouragement you have been given by your superintendent and principal, I feel it would be encroaching upon your time for me to do more than perform the duty which devolves upon me—a pleasant duty—because I feel that these diplomas are richly deserved.” The class this year numbers 57, the largest class that has ever graduated from the Jacksonville High School. The members have, in all their four years, ever been loyal and enthusiastic students, taking active part in the different organizations, and promoting that which has been to the interest of their school. Honor Pupils LATIN COURSE: Margaret W. Price, Hattie C. Adams. GERMAN COURSE: Amanda Alay Alegowan, Effie M. Moxon. ENGLISH COURSE: Kathleen F. Easter, Clar- ibel Hopper. Graduates LATIN COURSE Hattie Caroline Adams Alatie Caroline Ator Carl A. Bergschneider Alary Maud Brown John M. Butler Ella Lee Cannon Buford M. Hayden Louis Campbell Johnston Sena Miller Emma Elizabeth Newman Alargaret Wilmot Price Alyra Kathryn Raedner Frank Warren Rucker Jessie Eilleen Sharp Jessie Elizabeth Thompson GERMAN COURSE Mae M. Boylan Elizabeth White Butler Frank C. Cooper Ruth Hazelle Crawley Alary Daniels Flora Fern Dresser Alargaret E. N. English Ethel Hattie Funk Serena Belle Herman Amanda May Alegowan Effle Alay Moxon Ida Alae Nunes Della Eugenia Osborne Grace Ellen Vanhyning Herbert Homer Vasconcellos Carleton Herman Weber Frances Louise Weigand Nina A. Wright ENGLISH COURSE Alabel F. Bacon Filicite Rosalthy Brough Kathleen Frances Easter Lillian Grace Fernandes I. Lamar Hallowell 35 The Nautilus Katherine Eames Harlowe Claribel Hopper Albert Sidney Johnston Marie Thornton Leek Bessie May Mapes Harry C. McCracken Mary Anna McCracken George H. McKean Julia A. Mendonsa Ida L. Mills Geneva Morrison Grace O. Rapp Sarah Blanche Reeve Jess Carlisle Rottger Zella May Scott Anna Margaret Simms Maude Vanhyning Harriet Bell Vasconcellos Arthur B. Ziegler It is an understood fact that among all the organizations maintained by the pupils of a school, none is more interesting, or more likely to attain practical results than the literary society. The spirit of unity, manifested in an organization binds the classes together with increased fellow feeling, for here they meet for a common cause—that of literary development. This has been especially true of the Jacksonville High School, and although this line of work has been carried on but a few years, yet an interest in this phase of school work has become the dominant spirit of the school. A brief history of the literary work in our school, would no doubt be of much interest especially to students and alumni of the school who have devoted their energy along this line of school enterprise. The first regular society formed was started by the members of the class of ’97 in their Freshman year, among whom the principal leaders were D. B. Eames, A. E. Fell, Albert C. Metcalf and Vinton W. Crabtree. As the society advanced, they reorganized, so as to include members from the whole school. Thus was formed the Adelphi Society, and D. B. Eames was elected first president. This society continued for some time, until the interest became great and a general increase in membership was evident when it was deemed advisable to organize another literary society in the school. 36 Tht FORUM LITERARY SQCIETY The N a u t i 1 Accordingly the Alethenoi society was organized with Julian Kirby as president. For four years the work was carried on in this way, and one of the main features in the school during those years, was the annual joint debate between the two societies, which attracted much attention. Although the Alethenoi and Adelphi had both been doing good work, it was finally decided, in order to give more strength and unity, to unite the two organizations in one, and in this way the Forum was first organized. The Forum thrived thus for three years as the only literary society of the school, when it was again decided a division should be made. This time a little different plan was devised. The one society was divided into two sections, with boys as members of one section and girls as members of other. Each carried on their work separately with their respective officers, except that they met in joint session the last Friday of each month as one body with a program including members from both sections. This was carried on successfully for one year, but the next year the two sections united in the one society and the literary work has beencarried on in this manner ever since up to the present time. Since the founding of the Forum Literary Society the following have served as presidents: M. T. Kennedy, Fred Cowdin, Reginald Cullimore, J. Howard Brown, P. J. Kennedy, B. W. Wyckoff, Charles B. Spruit, George Massey, Alice Good rick, Frank W. Rucker, John Butler, Carl H. Weber and Sena Miller. As a rule the officers have taken special interest and have performed their duties carefully and faithfully. When the society wTas first organized an Oratorical Association was formed under its auspices, and it became a rule that representatives of the High School in various oratorical or declamatory contests should be members of the literary society. This rule created interest, that otherwise might have remained dormant, and also helped to secure members. Those who have represented the school through the Forum in declamatory contests in recent years are: Claudia Hockenhull, Floyd Church, E. D. Martin, Edna Pierson, Marie Scott, Alice Goodrick, Hattie Adams, and Sena Miller. One remarkable feature of the literary work has been the debating spirit, which has been steadily advancing. In ’99, a team composed of E. D. Martin, C. M. Eames, and M. T. Kennedy defeated a team from Winchester. The following year the same were again victorious in Decatur. In 1904 the team was composed of Paul Whitney, Charles B. Spruit and Carl Peckham, who won a victory over Mt. Sterling and the same year lost to Springfield. In 1905-6 the team composed of Sena Miller, C. Weber and John Butler won a glorious victory over Springfield,and also succeeded in defeating the old debating team of ’04. This year the 37 The N a same team was defeated at Quincy, although they made a creditable showing. At present the team is composed of Sena Miller, Carl Weber and Albert Johnston. The contest debates with neighboring High Schools, such as have been carried on in the past should ever be maintained and supported as the main factor of the society, for in that way, the school is permitted to come in contact with the different methods of other schools, and besides a benefit educationally there is a benefit socially. The recent debate with Quincy is the first that we have had with them, and a splendid spirit was manifested toward our team and delegates- We sincerely hope to receive them here next year. That which has been most helpful in the last two years, is the cooperation between the faculty and the students engaged in carrying on the literary work. While the members have done the work, yet they have appreciated the presence and advice of the members of the faculty, who have been constant visitors at the meetings, and have shown a special interest in the contest debates, by accompanying the teams and showing a general school interest, The society has been domocratic in spirit. It is evident that it has been doing good work for the younger class men as well as the older members of the organization. On the whole, the work accomplished has been wonderful. It has created an interest among the pupils and patrons of the school; U t i 1 U S it has given various opportunities to the students; it has given practical and lasting results and has strengthened and raised the usefulness of the school, until now Jacksonville High School stands as one of the foremost in the State in its literary work. AN EXPLANATION It seems necessary before we continue in the debating contests, to give some explanation in regard to the so-called Western Illinois Debating League. In the first place before such a league can be put into operation, a constitution with laws regulating such contests must be formed and signed by the respective schools. Then in order that a team may be the champion of the league, it must be composed of the same members all through the different contests. Otherwise as in the case of the recent debate held between Quincy and Galesburg the only' member of the Quincy team, who would really be representing the league, if in case Quincy had been victorious, would have been Will Thompson as the other two members Ruth Anderson and Zens Smith had not tried their strength against the Jacksonville team. It may be said that these young people were better prepared than the former team, because of the benefit gained by their experience, and must therefore be more able t compete with the Jacksonville team On the other hand Jacksonville migh 38 The Nautilus have advanced to a greater extent in the intervening time. Such a league is of great importance and no doubt all the schools interested in it desire to be a party to it. However all parties should be equally well informed and enter into these contests with the same chances. At the beginning of each year, preliminaries should be held in each school, so that the best material of the school could be selected for the team. Then this team should be the standing team for the year. The league should have a definite purpose and in order to a-chieve this, all debates should be graded upon the same basis. A fixed method in regard to time of speaking and manner of rebuttal should be observed. This, of course, could be changed temporally in any year; but after the first debates are once begun in one way, they should be so continued in all- This would give fair chance to all competitors, allowing each the same opportunites to display their ability. In regard to the recent debate between Quincy and Galesburg, an article published in one of the Quincy papers, was read with interest by the writer. In the opinion of the writer the article is in error, both in its crit-ism on the decision of the judges and general comments upon the various debaters. In the first place the decision as to merits in the opinion of one not prejudiced in favor of either team was right. The delivery and composition of both teams was about equal, while the argument of the Galesburg team was heavier, and upon this the decision was given to that team. It is true that the Quincy team was at a disadvantage, in that it had the unpopular side, and that fewer arguments existed for their side than that of their opponent. However, we must learn how to take defeats, for one one may fairly be defeated and yet be victorious. Our victory does not always depend upon the decision, just so we have entered with the best preparation and given the best work in proportion to our ability. While on the other hand a team may win a decision, while they have not advanced in the debating line at all. The spirit of the Quincy team had certainly advanced since their debate in January, with Jacksonville. Hence it can be considered a victory in the highest degree. Then in regard to our criticism of the judges, we should be careful in such expressions, as the outsiders ought to be freer from local prejudice than it is possible for an audience to be. which is naturally in sympathy with the local team. If we are not careful, we will not be able to secure judges at all. At the most, it is a difficult task, rather than a pleasure. A few words should be said in regard to the elements which should constitute a good debate. Fine language and good delivery are commendable, but we must not lose sight of the fact, that a debate is not an oratorical contest, but a contest where argument is the main feature. As far as oratorical delivery is concerned, it has no place in a debate, as argument 39 The Nauti lus means reasoning' with your audience so as to convince them and persuade them to believe as you do, consequently the most effective delivery is an argumentative delivery. This gives freedom of extemporaneous debate and more effect in rebuttal, and allows the debater to speak from notes rather than a set speech. On the whole, the Quincy-Galesburg debate was one of special credit to both schools regardless of any decision. It should be an encouragement to all concerned. Quincy has indeed started a great work in its school, and let us not harbor ill will toward the judges. Let us rather give them cause for such a feeling that will make them happy because they have served, and make them anxious to come again to witness our progress. Let our competition be friendly, and be something to urge us forward in public speaking. And lastly, let us not forget the social intercourse between our High Schools, which should be cultivated along with these contests and bring us into closer touch with the different methods and works ofour schools. Pres of Forum. Willie Still Doing Things Willie tied the baby’s ear Firmly to the chandelier. Baby chuckled, full of glee— ’Twashis ear of corn, you see. —Princeton Tiger. Willie pulled him by his tongue; Round and round the room they swung; Baby seemed to like it, though— ’Twas his wagon tongue, you know. —Chicago Tribune. Willie, having done these two, Looked to see what else to do; Cut his head up half an hour— ’Twas his head of cauliflower. —New York Mail. Willie pounded baby’s head, And the infant, smiling, said: “Oogle, oogle, umpty turn”— ’Twas the head of baby’s drum. —Rochester Democrat and Chronicle. Willie with his papa’s hatchet Gave the baby’s face a knock; Baby crowed for joy, for ’twas the Face o baby’s nursery clock. —Boston Post. Willie’s little appetite Longed for something nice and light. Ate his leg, the little glutton— ’Twas his little leg of mutton. —Montreal Star. Willie then, for a surprise, Dug out both of baby’s eyes; Baby laughed, gave Will a hug— ’Twas his ’tater’s eyes he dug. —Milwaukee Sentinel. Little Willie took a drop While held by his loving pop. Did it hurt him? Not a bit. Paregoric makes pain git. • —Yonker’s Statesman. Willie sawed his leg in two, Fed it to him in a stew, Baby didn’t care a button— it was baby’s leg of mutton. —Cleveland News. Willie knocked out baby’s teeth; Baby cried in healthy tone, Roused the neighbors from their sleep— ’Twas the teeth of baby’s comb. 40 The Nautilus The W. I. H. S. L. The Western Illinois High School League was organized in 1899. A meeting of a few of the principals of the High Schools in this part of the State was held at Quincy for the purpose of organizing a League, composed of not more than ten High Schools of Western Illinois. The purpose of the League was to encourage athletics and a general school spirit in the different schools, which were to meet in May of each year and hold an athletic meet, and also a declamatory contest. The first meet was held at Beards-town May 12, 1899. The different athletic events were as follows: 50 yd. dash, 100 yd. dash, 220 yd. dash, 440 yd. dash, mile run, 1 mile run, standing broad jump, running high jump, hop, step and jump, pole vault, 120 yd. low hurdles, shot put, hammer throw, discus throw, bicycle race, high kick and base ball throw. There were five events that are not recognized now. The contesting High Schools were: Ashland, Beardstown, Jacksonville, Mt. Sterling, Pittsfield, Rushville and Winchester. The athletic meet resulted in Pittsfield 1st, with 42 points; Jacksonville 2d, with 41 points; and Ashland and Rushville tying for 3d, with 27 points. In the declamatory contest, Winchester was awarded 1st, and Ashland 2d. Everett D. Martin was Jacksonville’s representative that year. The whole affair was a financial success, the receipts being $341.63, the expenses $247.44, leaving the gross receipts $94.19, which, divided among the seven schools, gave them each $13.45. The medals cost $43.00. The next year the meet was held in Jacksonville, May 4. Three new schools—Petersburg, Virginia and Franklin—came in, and Winchester that year dropped out. The result of 41 The Nautilus V the meet was: 1st, Ashland, 63 points; 2d, Pittsfield, 28 points; 3d, Jacksonville, 27 points. Declamatory: 1st, Virginia; 2d, Jacksonville. Many interesting facts are connected with the meet that year. Ashland got first with the highest score ever made in the history of the League. It carried off ten firsts, and nine new records were established. The ball throw was canceled from the list of events. At the business meeting of the League, Charles Ferris was charged with being a professional, but the charge was not sustained. Receipts, $443.55; expenses, $224.03; gross receipts, $219.52, which were divided among the eight schools, each receiving $27.44. The cost of medals was $47.00. Dorothy Atwater was Jacksonville’s representative in the declamatory contest, and won second. Virginia got first- The third annual meet was held at Pittsfield May 3, 1901. Franklin, Mt. Sterling and Rushville were not rep resented. Five new’ records were made, Ashland winning 1st, with 50 points; Pittsfield 2d, with 26 points; and Virginia 3d, with 24 points. The relay race was substituted for the bicycle race. George R. Martin, Jacksonville’s declaimer, won first in the declamatory contest, and Pittsfield’s contestant took second. The gross receipts that year were $109.90, giving each of the seven schools $15.70. In 1902, the next meet was held at Jacksonville, under the auspices of the Illinois College. Ten schools, the largest number that have ever been entered, contested that year. Rushville entered after being out one year, and Barry and Griggsville were new. Nine new records were established, and it so happened that Jacksonville was “first in the meet, first in the declamatory, and first in the heart of the pocket book.” Jacksonville won, with 43l i points; Rushville 2d, with 28 points; Beardstown and Petersburg tied for 3d, with 18 points. Ashland struck hard luck in the lack of good men, only scoring 2 points. Edna Pierson carried off first for Jacksonville in the declamatory contest, and Virginia took second. The medals that year cost $59. By a decision of the principals of the schools, Jacksonville received $100 of the $325, gross receipts, and the balance wras divided among the nine other schools, giving each $25. Griggsville was the place of the meet in 1903. Nine schools contested, Ashland being out. Jacksonville was again victorious, with 40 points; Virginia 2d, with 24 points; and Rushville 3d, with 21 points. Four new records were established. Winchester won first in declamation, and Beardstown second. Marie Scott was Jacksonville’s representative. That year each school received $18.42 as its share of the gross receipts. The medals cost the amazing and unprecedented sum of $123.50! The sixth meet was held in Jacksonville, on Illinois College athletic 42 The N a u t i 1 field, and was so satisfactory that the meets have been held under the auspices of I. C. ever since. Ashland was out again that year, and Jacksonville was again the winner, with 40 points; Rushville 2d, 26 points; Virginia 3d, 21 points. Griggsville won first in the declamatory; Jacksonville second, and Rushville third. Alice Goodrick was Jacksonville’s declaimer. Each school received $27.81. The medals cost $91.53. The seventh annual meet was held May 7, 1905. The schools contesting were the same as in 1903 and 1904, with the exception of Barry, which dropped out. That year,first went to Petersburg, with 31 points; Rushville 2d, with 27 points; and Virginia 3d, with 25 points. Jacksonville made 16 points in the meet. In declamation, Petersburg won 1st; Pittsfield 2d; and Winchester 3d. Hattie C. Adams ably represented Jacksonville, and many thought she should have received a medal. The receipts that year were $681.68; expenses, $296.32; gross receipts, $385.36, was divided among the eight schools, each realizing the largest dividend in the history of the League. The eighth meet was held again in this city, Friday, May 4, 1906. Ashland entered the ranks again. Petersburg was again victorious, with 42 points; Pittsfield 2d, with 24 points; and Jacksonville 3d, with 20 points. Knowing that Petersburg had the first place “cinched,” Jacksonville put up a strenuous fight for second place from the very first, but was beaten by Pittsfield with a margin of four hard earned points. In declamation, Petersburg got 1st; Jacksonville 2d, and Beardstown 3d. Sena Miller represented Jacksonville. The receipts this year were $614.28; expenses $291.42 (approximately), and gross receipts $322.86. Each school will receive about $35. The medals cost $85. At a business meeting of the League it was decided that as long as the meet is held in Jacksonville, the Jacksonville Principal is to be one of the executive officers. The records of the business meetings show that from Jacksonville, Principals Weston, Ful-wider and Glasgow were, at different times, President of the League, the latter being elected this year. The records of the W. I. H. S. L. compare favorably with the Corn Belt League and other Leagues in the state. In all the seven years, Jacksonville stands highest as a winner, having won three W. I. H. S. L. pennants, and the records show that aside from Jacksonville, Petersburg and Ashland have been the strongest in athletics. That the W. I. H. S. L. meet is a popular event, is proven by the large crowds that attend every year, this year numbering about 1,500 people. “Ohl may I help you to alight?” A youth it was who spoke. The lady on the carriage step Said: “Sir, I do not smoke.”—Ex. 43 The Nautilus Cf)e jRauttlua. PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY THE STUDENTS OF THE HIGH SCHOOL. JACKSONVILLE, ILLINOIS, Subscription - - 75 cents a year Single Copies 15 cents. STAFF Editor-in-Chief - Frank VV. Rucker, ’06 Literary Editor - Hattie C. Adams, ’c6 Athletic Editors - Louis Johnston, ’06 Marie Leek, ’06 Alumni Editor - J. Herbert Colton, ’07 Exchange Editor - Carl H. Weber, ’06 Senior Editors - - Albert Johnston Matie Ator Junior Editors - Erie Mitchel Nelle Mendonsa Sophomore Editors - - Walter Miller Hattie Long Freshman Editors - - Gardner Wood Edith Robinson Eighth Grade Editors—Elson Barnes, Louise Martin, Durrell Hatfield, Charles Home. Business Manager - Lamar Hallowell,’06 Proof Readers - - Margaret Price, ’06 Florence Blackburn, ’07 Artist - Kathleen Easter, ’06 DIRECTORY ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION President, Robert Wait; Secretary and Treasurer, Carl H. Weber. Girls’Association-President, Grace Rapp; Secretary-Treasurer, Elizabeth Newman. GLEE CLUB President, Frank W. Rucker; Business Manager, J. Herbert Colton. TREBLE CLEF CLUB Manager, Katherine Barr. ORCHESTRA Director, Buford Hayden; Manager, Marie Leek. FORUM President, Sena Miller; Secretary, Frank W. Rucker. Once more the Commencement Nautilus is before you. What our predecessors have done you all know; what our successors will do remains to be seen; what we have done we leave for you to say. We have endeavored, however, to place before you the best paper yet presented to the public by any staff of Nautilus editors, and sincerely hope that it will even be surpassed by the work of next year’s editorial staff. While it was mainly through our hearty co-operation and untiring devotion to the work as staff members, we have not the audacity to claim all the honor and praise for ourselves. Many others come in for their share. The almost universal support of the student body was something of which we are proud, and indeed grateful. We are thankful to the members of the faculty, whose general interest and many helpful suggestions have been recognized. Among others, we cannot omit the business men of this city, without whom the paper would have been an absolute failure. The liberal support they have given us in the way of advertisements signifies their interest in that which pertains to the development of the mind and body. We wish to thank all who have contributed to Ihe literary development, and especially those who have given their financial support. Our aim this year was to publish a Commencement number that would be of interest to more than just those who are students of the school. The High School has many friends, who are especially interested in its welfare, among whom, above all others, are 44 THE NAUTILUS STAFF The Nautilus the parents of the students and the alumni of the school. We feel that a High School periodical should be cherished and enjoyed as much by parents and alumni as by the students themselves. It has been our purpose to make it so. The stories, no doubt, will be of interest to all. The class day parts will be held dear by the members of the graduating class. The principal’s report will be interesting to parents and patrons of the school. The histories of the organizations and the complete list of the graduates will be especially interesting to the alumni, and will also serve as a convenient reference for the alumni editor of the Nautilus; and needless to say, the locals and jokes will be enjoyed by the students. To interest the students, parents, alumni, and the general public—all, has been our plan. Jacksonville Second in State Oratorical Contest We are all elated over the success of Miss Ethel Kimball in winning second place in the State Oratorical Contest, held at Champaign, May 18tb. Of course, we would have been much more pleased if she had been awarded first prize, but we consider it no little honor to win second place in a contest with forty-one of the best High Schools of the state. In the contest at Champaign, ten students participated. These students were selected two from five districts, at preliminary contests. The contest in our district was held at Petersburg May 11th, and Miss Kimball won first, and Miss Slocum, of Quincy, second. The contest this year at Champaign is said to have been the closest contest ever held, and the orations given were of superior excellence in delivery, thought and composition. A trophy cup was awarded to Springfield High School, whose representative won first place. Mr. Appel also aeceived a gold medal. Miss Kimball was awarded the second prize medal, and Mr. Henderson, of Englewood High School, received medal for third prize. The judges on delivery were, Rev, A. S. Flannigan, Rev. E. W. Clippinger and J. Q. Adams, all of Champaign. The judges on thought and composition were teachers in the English Department of the State University. Following was the program given: Louis Pasteur—D. M. Abney, Harrisburg. Immigration, Its Evils—Valle O. Appel, Springfield. The Narcotic: Vsctor or Vanquished—Richard T. Bard well, Aurora. A Christian Scholar in Politics— Virgil Centers, Duqnoin. WUha® Lloyd Garrison, Ljberator 45 The Nautilus —Isaac E. Ferguson, William McKinley High School, Chicago. Cuba’s Liberation America’s Opportunity—Albert D. Henderson, Englewood High School, Chicago. The Career of Savonarola—Ethel Kimball, Jacksonville. The Self-Sacrifice of the Scientist— Edwin M. Miller, Geneva. The Dawn of Political Reform — Fred Railsback, Normal. Conditions of Progress—Marie Slocum, Quincy. Miss Hamilton, of the faculty, and Ermel Kimball attended the contest, and accompanied Ethel on the trip. We are sorry that a larger delegation could not attend, but nevertheless we all feel a keen interest and are overjoyed and pleased with the work of our representative. CLASS DAY Monday, April 28th, was observed as class day by the ’06 graduating class, and appropriate exercises were given in the High School auditorium before a large and appreciative audience. The members of the class, fifty-seven strong, were seated upon the platform, almost completely filling it. The stage was artistically decorated in green and white, the class colors, and presented a bright and attractive appearance. John W. Butler, president of the class, presided in his usual pleasing manner and announced the different numbers. The program began with the singing of a Class Song, the words and music of which were composed by Carl A. Bergschneider. Hattie Adams followed with the History, giving a complete account and record of the class while in the High School. Many interesting incidents were portrayed, and all the episodes as well as the accomplishments were related. The orator was Albert S. Johnston, who gave, in an excellent manner, a well written oration on William Travers Jerome. The future of the members of the class was then predicted by I. Lamar Hallowell in the Prophecy. Each member’s fortune was told in a pleasing and interesting manner. After a beautiful solo, “Mighty Lak a Rose,” sung by Katherine Harlowe, the Class Poem, relating in rhyme the many' achievements of the class, was given by Elizabeth Newman. John Butler read the Will, which contained many interesting items, after which Frank Rucker made the Presentation, giving to the members of the class appropriate souvenirs. A beautiful spoon was presented by the class to their class officer, Miss Russell, as a token of appreciation for the many kindnesses and the interest always shown toward them. The exercises in the building closed with another Class Song, written by Carl Weber, and sung to the tune of “O Reiley.” The audience was then invited to the lawn, where a beautiful maple tree was dedicated by the class. Carl Weber made the dedicatory address, 46 The Nautilus and in an appealing- manner showed how the tree was to be a living- example to the members of the class. The address was followed by the forming of a large “1906” on the tree with brass tacks, each member of the school driving a tack. The class colors were draped above and below the figures, and the ceremonies were concluded with several thrilling class yells. HISTORY The lots have been chosen, the die cast, and I, poor, unfortunate individual, stand before you today, a sacrifice—tarnishing my own record by attempting to chronicle in mere words the unequalled achievements and glorious career of this illustrious, noble class—my own class of 1906. Realizing our ability, and foreseeing our renowned course, this building was built that we might assemble as one, coming from the four wards of the city, and be the first to enter the eighth grade and climb the High School ladder. Our first class meeting was called, and a frantic attempt made to organize, but our attempt has been so far eclipsed since, by feats of inestimable value, that we have long ceased to even remember the colors we chose. To our originality you are today indebted for the orchestra, which has since won its laurels in various fields— High School Meets, Coucerts, Teachers’ Associations, both county and state, Alumni Banquets, and other occasions too numerous to mention. Fred Goodrick founded the orchestra with but five pieces. With such envy did some of the High School musicians look upon our talent that they bowed low before us, begging the privilege of joining our ranks. Not wishing to dash their fond hopes to the ground, we benignly granted their request, and thus 1906 founded the orchestra. From the five years of its existence, we claim three directors; the first remained two years; then for two years were tried directors from another class, but this year we returned again to ever faithful ’06. Again our originality won us a place in the public eye; and to us may the future classes look with thanks, that our example established the precedent of having the eighth grade graduate with exercises and receive diplomas. Over 100 strong we entered the Freshman class in October of 1902. That we were the best class that ever entered the High School there could be no doubt, for we ourselves, individually and collectively, modestly admitted it. We exhibited unusual artistic taste in choosing class colors—the ever beautiful green and white—which we 47 The Nautilus fondly displayed in chapel. The,, kid glove applause and horse laugh” that greeted us from the upper classmen did not daunt us—and we showed our superior worth over them by not paying the slightest attention, but at the same time their undignified act lowered them in our opinion. Then the Seniors and Sophs conspired, and challenged the Juniors and ourselves to a match game of basket ball—Miss Ward, the class officers of the Juniors and Mr. Clarke to be the umpires. In order to make sure the victory, which our skill did win, and with all due respect to that gentleman, let it be said that he was immediately elected our class officer. Our spirit was manifest in many other ways during the year. However, we did nothing worse than decorate the auditorium in holly and carnations for the Christmas musical; furnish the leader, besides several other members of the orchestra; carry off a gold medal in W. I. H. S. L. for basket ball; take an active part in the Forum, Treble Clef and Glee Clubs; besides furnishing two characters in Dramatic Club for ‘‘Fanchon, the Cricket,” and two for Nautilus editors. When our German class had a bob-ride, they almost used up the sled in getting their money’s worth; but if the upper classes were too timid to make things lively for them, it was perfectly proper and fitting that they should create their own amusement. We were basely accused of floor walking, having too much interest in everybody’s welfare except our own, leaving school before dismissal—when the principal was busy—and of frequently using snuff for the entertainment of the study hall. How any one could be so heartless or mistaken, we fail to this day to see; yet did we, feeling like lambs before their slaughter, sit and patiently receive the free lectures, like the martyrs we were. We ended up this year by cheering to victory our High School Team at Griggsville, heroically sacrificing our own splendid material, that the outgoing class might have one last chance at the medals. Our Sophomore year was rather uneventful; but as you all know, we were a studious lot, and in this one instance of sanity choose to make our credits, that in this, our final year, we might be free for action on such nights as the Juniors saw fit to plan hay rides or parties. We elected a class president, and being perfectly satisfied w’ith our selection, tied the presidential string so tightly that he has been unable to break away through our Junior year or even to the present day. Faithfully we strove to act as a reception committee,and our welcome was most hearty to the Freshmen, a green set of recruits, who, contrary to the usual custom, as can readily be seen by the specimens here today, have remained as green as ever. They had successfully recovered from the mumps, measles and whooping cough, HONOR PUPILS Kathleen Easter May Megowan Margaret Price The Nautilus and by the time they reached us, most of them could walk alone—judging from the way they wandered around this auditorium. We, however, charitable and self-sacrificing, spent many of our own precious hours in looking after their welfare! With a true spirit of interest, we pondered over the following notice from the October Nautilus: “Lost, strayed or stolen—one mustache, autumn tinted. Finder please return to principal’s office.1’ With deep sighs and heartfelt sympathy we watched from day to day. No evidences of the lost property were brought to light-In a fit of desperation we caught a brilliant inspiration. And with looks of eager expectation Mr. Fulwider was solemnly presented with a small package, inscribed— “Altho it’s not quite Xmas, Yet we (Sophs) take great delight in sending to Principal Fulwider The article he lost one night.” But to our dismay, either through lack of appreciation or else value placed upon the article, no evidence of appreciation was given, and today can be found our autumn tinted mustache on the Prof’s hoo-doo string. You must now restrain your curiosity, and seek not to find out whether we stole pickles from Freshmen una-aware, or caught this alarming malady from the Juniors, but after extended researches and exhaustive study the envious Seniors found that at least 99 per cent of the entire Sophomore body were in love—with Miss Schmidt ! Of course our Domestic Science classes were then shown the due and proper partiality, not merely because most of the class %vere Latin students, but because it was quite impossible to treat us otherwise. So, disregarding wise Seniors, expectant, longing Juniors, and ignorant Freshmen, we were chosen to “perform” before the Women’s Club, and drive away their domestic cares. Ah, ladies and gentlemen, it is beyond my power to say —nay, even to express in words—the deep, profound gratitude those most noble, most worthy personages had for us—in fact, quite as impossible as it would have been to try to get back the peanut sandwiches we fed them. Perhaps the thanks, and beautiful carnations given us, would not have been so profuse had they known that the hot chocolate was by mistake made of pure rich cream—intended to be whipped and placed on top—instead of milk. In mortal agony and fear we had Dr. Louis Johnston, and other noted specialists, near at hand, but no case of colic developed, to our wonder. And in this, our Sophomore year, dates the beginning of our glorious career in the Forum—the bud of our reputation—that of which we are most proud. And while the Seniors and Juniors tried hard to shut us out of all offices, they got top heavy and just dizzy enough, to allow two bright and shining lights from ’06 to drop into the vice-presidency and treasury. ’04 trying to get ahead of us debated Springfield—and out of consideration for those here to-day I will not mention the result—and gave them a banquet. 49 The N a u t 1 1 u s Knowing the dexterity of the Soph, girls, and inwardly craving the attraction and popularity our presence would bring, eight of us were humbly beseeched to render our services on that auspicious occasion. But just because the pickles and olives mysteriously disappeared let no one dare suspicion that the Sophs, were in any way responsible. Believe me—see? Not one in the class can tell you where those olives are to-day ! As the third.W. I. H. S. L. penant came in pride to grace our rostrum, we left the school, to meet again as Juniors. Here we were joined by many new faces, now familiar; but we felt the absence of many for whom our monotonous existence was too much. Poor things ! They are inmates of various insane asylums. We, whom you see here to day, were sufficiently stale and dry to stand the grind up to the present time. Even Mr. Clarke basely deserted us, leaving us to our inevitable fate. Without despairing we “doped” Miss Schmidt, and slid her in to fill the vacancy. Great was her fear and anxiety at her initiation—a class meeting— the mere words imply the worst. Deciding that the Seniors needed a little activity, we gave a masquerade party on Halloween- We got all that was coming to us, too ! But with Gen. George Washington and his brave troops guarding the fort, the Seniors found it impossible to cross the Delaware and carry off our provisions as booty. We ourselves were saved from the ravaging clutches of the ’07’s by a little of Lamar’s diplomacy. He kindly entered into a conspiracy with them, allowing them to go promenading with him until he had cunningly carried them far away from our midst. Wonder and consternation reigned supreme next morning, when the wide awake ’05’s, ’07’s, and ’08’s saw ’06’s green and white majestically floating from the flag staff, chimneys and auditorium ceiling. Frantically and foolishly they spent the hours of next night, in vain racking their poor dumb brains of a way of procuring our envied streamers. Why our guardian angel never revealed himself after such kindness, we fail to understand—for, as you all know, '06 was too much of a coward, and, indeed, too innocent to even hear of boys standing on each other’s shoulders to reach high windows, climbing lightning rods, using skeleton keys, and sticking to steep slanting roofs in stocking feet. And none of us, I’m sure, had wings to ascend the height of this ceiling. This strenuous life was so wearing upon our constitutions that we treated ourselves to a bob ride. According to a modest account in The Nautilus the peaceful inhabitants of this city were aroused, and amid deafening blasts of tin horns and stirring Junior yells, we succeeded in bringing on the scene the fire department, the patrol wagon, three ambulances, Company I, and the entire Jacksonville police force ! 50 The Nautilus Imagine their relief when they found __not a band of Russian nihilists bent on the destruction of the government, __but the grand old Junior class “out for a good time.” We soon turned our minds to more weighty responsibilities, as was in keeping with our superior ability. 1905 kindly dropped all interest and action in the Forum, and the field was left to us in full control. As an unusually bright Soph, said, it might be taken for a Junior society, judging from its officers. But, indeed, my friends, out of the eight offices we only occupied five, and, at the beginning of this year, only seven out of nine. But the height of our ambition and glory was reached when our debating team—each speaker a most loyal, prominent ’06,—won a unanimous victory at Springfield, their first joint debate, you understand. Never to be forgotten is that memorable night; the cheer upon cheer that rent the air. the congratulations for our team, the honor of that glorious victory 1 Poor Springfield ! That wouldn’t even accept our challenge this year. Our reputation for debating was not only sustained, but exalted, when again our team met in the field with 1904’s worthy team, and from them likewise proudly accepted a unanimous decision. The scare we gave Quincy in a debate there caused them to lose to Galesburg. And now we, alive to our advantages, have challenged Galesburg—but without their acceptance. Let us ever remember and pride our class, that from our ranks came the unexcelled debating team, Miss Miller, Mr. Weber, Mr. Butler and Mr. A. S. Johnston. Reaction took form in a hay ride. Markham thought Barnum’s circus was coming to town, as our large hay racks passed on to the home of Thomas Coultas, who also must have thought Central Hospital escaping. Suffice it to say we got our money’s worth, and returned home a little the worse for wear. To close up the year properly, we dutifully broke our bonds and endeavored to entertain the Seniors in a way that would equal any preceding class. We had a glorious success, if the depth to which our bank accounts fell is to be considered. At last, we were Seniors. Miss Schmidt, grieving that it was the last year for her brilliant charges, could not stand the thought of our leaving her; so she left us. But three cheers for Miss Russell, the only faithful class officer, who has not deserted us! The first chance given, we exhibited our privileges by “spiriting awray” Mr. DeLeuw from the Junior hallow-een party to ghost’s haunt—Diamond Grove Cemetery. Imagine the fright our boys must have had to find Mr. DeLeuw tied to a stake beneath those dark, wailing, moaning pine trees, and how grieved they must have felt to dance about the huge bonfire, eat their bounteous feast, and enjoy the toasts given, while he was missing the party. Indeed, dear friends, realizing what a loss this meant to the Juniors, their 51 The Nautilus hearts opened in pity to the victim, and putting aside their own pleasure, nobly eudeavored to return Mr. De-Leuw to headquarters before refreshments were served. And in humble gratitude did the Juniors hand out mug after mug of cider, pumpkin pies, apples and popcorn galore. Later, we broke the monotony of this simple life by indulging in a bob ride, but details of this occasion are too magnanimous and fairy like to be related to such a sane audience. Originality is our specialty. Who, then, but a Senior would have ever chosen the prophetic old owl of wisdom, with green eyes, for a class pin? Truly have we sighed in pity for the under classmen, who, we fear, will never attain such glorious heights. The faculty, seeing how we were wasting and pining away under the strain of our lessons, insisted upon our having a party. Thus, much against our will, we assembled in the hall on West North street for a jolly time. Mysteriously enough, Albert Johnston, who had an engagement with the Juniors, broke loose from their close companionship in time to vote the affair one of our grandest successes. One day the entire school went around sighing and blue, because about one-third of our members were absent. We were requested to tell them how much they were missed and to please return. We can scarcely restrain our tears when we realize what our absence next year will mean! How the musical clubs will miss our Mother Goose, King Cole, Man in the Moon,Humpty Dumpty,Simple Simon and a score of others! Will ever again be found end men for the minstrels, who will cause as much envy among the girls as did our boys—even though their complexion has somewhat changed? As far as we know, our dramatic ability has never been surpassed. Almost like a pipe dream, floats back to our memory Miss Price in the Gladiator scene of Quo Vadis out at the pumping works, besides the recent notorious Serio Comedy, in which Shakespearean diplomacy reigned supreme over Junior refreshments. During the “canning” season, unforeseen circumstances caused us to invest heavily, but we have survived the shock, and are as good as new today. Proud of her athletes, also, is 1906, who gave us third place in the W. I. H. S. L. meet. Remembering that this is only the second year of their training, and competing against some of the best athletes in the state of Illinois, we are justified in our pride. Intellectually, our 'flag of honor waves high. Did not our representative walk off with second honors in declamation in the meet, while one of the young ladies from our Senior English class won, with great honor, second place in oratory in the whole state of Illinois? Miss Russel entertained us beautifully at her home. This was the time of our lives in our whole High School course! The lilacs were in bloom, and a more beautiful moonlight scene cannot be imagined. 52 T II K CLASS Miss Kushell, Clash O F 1 9 O 6 The Nautilus For our many little favors and acts of kindness to the Juniors, they insisted upon giving- us a reception. Knowing their time should not be taken from their books, and realizing how lost our small class would be in their large, roomy houses, we begged of them to not think of doing such an unusual proceeding, but they were headstrong, and to show our appreciation we took everything in—especially the refreshments. How they guessed our main weakness, I can’t imagine. Nothing was left undone—even had a fire that Mr. Johnston might exhibit his heroism before so vast an assemblage. And here stands before you today the largest class in the history of the Jacksonville High School—57 graduates! What changes the future will bring none but our prophet can tell. We have tried to run affairs for five years, and now you see how it all ends—they are going to run us out May 31st!—Hattie C. Adams. POEM In September, nineteen hundred two, A long, long time ago, We entered in this High School building, As Freshmen, don’t you know? We were Freshmen; yes, I know it; But, I’m very glad to say, That we’ve had to lead all others Who are going here to-day. Yes, and those who’ve gone before us Will acknowledge that we led, For we were the Freshmen first to enter In this building, so ’tis said. We were Freshmen, wise and noble, Just the same as we are to-day. And the deeds most brave and wondrous Started The Nautilus on its way. Yes, and to us the organization Called the Orchestra is due, For it was the members of our class That started and pulled the whole thing through. But all that happened in the first year Is beyond my power to relate; So I left the facts to the history maker When in her turn she did to you them state. We returned the next September, Not as many as before; But we were one year older. Which caused us to work the more. We kept The Nautilus going, We had some in our class who could sing, So we helped the clubs along By letting their voices ring. We entered this year for study, And study we certainly did do. But it seemed as if we had scarcely started Whenthisyear isended and we arethrough. Next there came a year of changed Faces crowded, strange and new; Those who had gone two years with us Decided to go where the wiser were few. 53 The N a u t 1 1 u s Mr. Clarke, our class officer, Was among the number who chose to leave, But, ere long we chose another; It was Miss Smith, 1 believe. With us but one year Did she remain, For scarcely had this year finished When her resignation came. Upon finishing Physics, the third year English We were told to go our way, And as Seniors come back next year, On some September day. We came and took the Seniors’ places, For they were ours now, you know. They always belonged to others, Till we took them, nine months ago. Now, we reached the top of the ladder, And here have we stayed for nine months long, The greatest and largest of any class, For we are full fifty-seven strong. We are proud of our class, of the people in it, Of Miss Russell, our officer of the Senior year; Of the things wedid, and those who did them, Which can never be equaled, 1 fear. We were wise, and many knew it, And so our pin, we chose should be An owl, the wisest bird, Found on any land or sea. What could the Forum have done without us? It certainly would have no light; And is not the height it raised to Due to the green and white? Who was it that furnished the debating team That won such glory, may 1 ask? Weren’t all three members of it From our own class? Who has represented this school so ably In declamation for three years straight? Were they not both from our class? For the others were always a little late. It is with pity 1 mention the Juniors, For our wisdom, known far and wide, They will never attain; Nor our records can they e’er o’er ride. We have done many things this year Which have never been done before, Nor will ever happen again, For the faculty has stopped it forevermore. O ! how the Freshmen will miss us, And how lonesome will they be, With not one of us to guide them And keep their footsteps free. The Sophomores to the Junior places will go, And from our standard they will fall far below, For they are not us, you know— It’s beyond their possibility of being so. And now, you poor little Juniors, O! how hard for you it will be; For without one of us to lead you, Yon can ne'er be wise Seniors like we. But this calls us on, on her way, On many a path to roam; Some may be here as teachers, And others 'neath the Capitol’s dome. We may never again be gathered As you see us here to-day; So we are taking advantage; Do you blame us for doing this way? But wherever the world may find us, In any corners or nicks, It is the grandest class in the High School, The class of 1906. —Elizabeth E. Newman. 54 The N a u t i 1 u s PROPHECY While visiting my old friend, John D. Rockefeller, recently in the city of New York, it was my good fortune to meet an old friend, Mr. A. H. Glasgow, who was principal of the High School where I graduated some eighteen or twenty years ago, and together we took a stroll down Broadway. We were rubbering at a sky scraper when somebody gave me an awful rap on the back, and Mr. Glasgow was going to knock the fellow down, until I interfered, to find my old friend and president of our class, John Butler. We shook hands, of course, and I said, “What are you doing now,John?” He answered and said, “W-well, I am doing night work now.” I supposed he would be nothing less than a night operator for some large concern at a big salary, and asked him to tell us just what the work was, so that we might come to see him. He said that he was working in the Board of Trade building, and my anticipations ran high, but when we went there that night, we saw John sweeping out. The following day we met George McKean, quite a bustling young business fellow, also of our class, and he informed us that he was the crop reporter for the Woodson Mistake. He also told us that Frank Rucker, formerly of the Nautilus staff, had a responsible position in a nearby city, that of editor of the Nortonville Budget. We saw quite a stylish young lady coming right after George, and I poked Glasgow in the ribs and said, “That isn’t that Easter girl, is it?” He said, “Oh, yes; you know she is now instructor of voice in one of the colleges here.” After talking with her for a few minutes, she told us that Ralph Bowen, a prominent business man, was going to marry his pretty stenographer, Miss Harlowe- We saw Jess Rottger all togged out in a blue gingham with a sunbon-net on and a market basket on her arm. After being questioned, she said that she lived in the suburbs so as to be near the Stubblefields. Well, Jess used to be quite a friend of Hattie Adams, so I asked her about Carl Weber. She said that Carl had died an habitual drunkard, leaving Hattie penniless and alone. “Poor fellow,” I said; “whatever started him out at that? He used to be such a pretty boy when I knew him!” “Well,” she said, “ever since that Junior party, when he got a taste for ammonia, he has been tanked up on it ever since.” I looked across the street in a park and there I saw a nurse girl talking to a policeman. Mr. Glasgow told me that was a common sight in New York 55 The Nautilus City. But I don’t think it was very common, for the policeman was “Tibby” Stout and the girl was— Mary Maud Brown. “Well,” I said, “I don’t see what he wanted to do that Furr.” Next we saw a loving looking couple coming down the street, hand in hand. Mr. Glasgow said, “See, that is Mr. and Mrs. Buford M. Hayden, just entered into the state of matrimony. You know that M. stands for Marie.” When they got close enough to us, we heard her say, “Wait here a minute, Buford, until I go across the street to do some shopping.” But he said, “No, dearest; you must stay by me always!” Just then an Uncle Tom’s Cabin show parade came by, and of all things there was Herbert Vasen-cells driving the carriage containing Filicite Brough as Little Eva. They said that Herbert doubled on bloodhound in the show. Will Widenham, who always was a bright young fellow, played the part of Marks, and his wife, nee Miss Price, was playing the part of a male character, that of Simon Legree. You know she always was sort of cross, anyhow. Julia Mendonsa, Nina Wright, Ida Nunes and Elizabeth Butler composed the quartet of young ladies, a new feature of the show, which was advertised quite extensively, and which, they claimed, was their main drawing card. It might have been; I don’t know. We finally concluded to go to the show that evening, and the next morning we didn’t arise until ten o’clock, because of the effect of the night before. As we came out of the hotel, we heard a fellow, who had enough whiskers on his face to roll a cigarette, crying, “Keb, sir; keb, sir?” We looked up and saw Archie Ziegler doing the hollering. But we gave him a dollar and walked, off after looking at the “keb.” A rubber-neck auto passed us just after that, and in it we saw Flora Dresser, Ida Mills, Bessie Mapes, Hattie Vasconcellos and May Megowan. They all had their eyes glued on the Flat Iron building, and we yelled, “Rubber!” but it did no good, for up in a second story window was a swell looking young fellow, and they all had their eyes on him. Mr. Glasgow said, “Well, if it ain’t Robert Reid; well, I’ll swan!” I was surprised, too, for I didn’t expect Bob to make such a hit with our Jacksonville girls. We strolled into a big department store, and behind the glove counter we saw Margaret English, May Boy-lan and Della Osborne. They all had something to tell us about our people. We asked about Lillian Fernandes first, and May said, “Oh, shucks! she sneezed her head off a year or so after she graduated.” They told us that “Deacon” Cooper and Mattie Ator were still teaching school, and that Frances Wiegand was a June bride. Margaret said that Jess Thompson was still playing piano for a large hotel there. It was the Peckham House. 6 « 9 The Nautilus Grace Rapp was giving- private Instructions in umpiring basket ball games. After coming out of the store, we saw a big crowd, and after butting through we saw an auto with a man under it a hammering away. Pretty soon be got it fixed, and through the dirt and grime we distinguished Sidney Johnston, though we didn’t speak for fear of embarrassing him. We went into a store and saw the only Lady Floorwalker in the world, Ruth Crawley, and she told us that Claribel Hopper was working there, but she got “Huffy” and went to the country. She said that Sena Miller was now a Lecture Course attraction, and we saw Ella Cannon, and of course asked about Louis Johnston, but she sorrowfully told us that he had gone into bankruptcy, from trying to run High School meets, although he still was a professional athlete. Mr. Glasgow wanted to talk to Harry McCracken, and we went up stairs to a telephone exchange, and Grace Van-hyning took the order, and her sister Maude got our people for us. Mr THE GREEN AND THE WHITE. Tune: “O’Reily.” I. ’09, '09, You’d make a very good sign For a vegetable store, For you’re green as the core Glasgow went into the booth and said, “Hello, is this Harry?” The answer came back, “No, this is Ethel.” But he got Sharp, and rung off. We saw a tally-ho coming down the street, and in it were Blanche Reeve, Mary Daniels, Geneva Morrison,Mabel Bacon, and some others that we did not know, but the worst part of it was that none of them knew us. I guess they were too high-minded for us. Closely following in an auto was Carl Bergschneider, the celebrated pianist, who played at our commencement ex. ercises, and Effie Moxon, his understudy. He was said to be the only great pianist who didn’t have long hair. After learning that Myra Raedner had giggled so much that she had died of heart failure, and that Zella Scott and Harry McCracken had all gone back to the farm to live in peace, I said, “It Simms to me as though I had seen everybody.” So I touched Mr. Glasgow lor his watch, and borrowed a twenty for car-fare, and skipped out, then bumped into Bess Newman and woke up. I. Lamar Hallowell Of a green apple, you’ve shown that before. Oh, ’09, ’09, Way back at the end of the line. You’ll have to move fast, Or else you’ll be last, So go get some catsup, ’09. u ’08, '08, You always come in just too late. 57 The Nautilus There’s nothing to do, Your prospects look blue, So take this advice, which we give unto you. Oh, ’08, ’08, Get some knowledge into your pate, For you’re not sufficient, You’re very deficient, Go seek after wisdom, ’08. in. McCarthy, McCarthy, ’Tis a name that was spoken of hearty Till the bum didn’t come, Then the Juniors got glum, And they cussed, and they swore at McCarthy, by gum. Oh, McCarthy, McCarthy, He broke up the Junior’s party. For his wagon of hay Got lost on the way, And nothing was seen of McCarthy. IV. ’06, ’06, With none of the others will mix, For the owl is so wise, With those great big round eves That it doth even unarmed despise. Oh, ’06, ’06, Her colors on top she doth fix, And there they remain Without spot or stain, For there’s no other class like ’06. v. The Green and the White ! O, they are the colors all right. You know them, 1 ween, They’re the best ever seen— Nothing can equal their glorious sheen. Oh, the Green and the White! Supreme reign by day and by night. They are known near and far, For nothing can mar The fame of the Green and the White. Carl H. Weber. NEW COURSES OF STUDY A change has been made in the course of study in the High School for next year. Heretofore, there have been the three general courses— Latin, German and English. The Latin course required four credits in Latin; the German course the same amount of work in German, and the English course the same in English Literature, but now a much more con’ venient and desirable arrangement hasi been made. In a High School, there are always three principal classes of students, namely: those expecting to enter college; those who wish to prepare themselves for a business calling, and those who want nothing more than a general education. The new arrangement provides for all three classes. There is a College Preparatory Course, a General Course, and a Commercial Course. Following is an outline of the courses: College Preparatory—Latin or German (4 credits); English (.4 credits); Ancient History; Algebra; Plane Geometry; Higher Algebra and Solid Geometry (1 credit); Physics. General—English (4 credits); Ancient History; Commercial Arithmetic; History, Mediaeval and Modern; Algebra; English History; American History; Science (2 credits). 58 The Nautilus Commercial—English (2 credits); Commercial Arithmetic; Physical Geography; Bookkeeping; Commercial Geography; Stenography (2 credits); American History; Typewriting and Commercial English (1 credit); Typewriting and Commercial Law (1 credit); Civics and Economy. Manual Training, Domestic Science and Music are electives in any year of either course. Manual Training and Domestic Science each count credit, and Music credit. Without a doubt the new arrangement will meet the approval of the students and prove to be a marked improvement over the old system of courses. “I am not much of a mathematician,” said the cigarette, “but I can add to a man’s nervous troubles; I can subtract from his physical energy; lean multiply his aches and pains, and I can divide his mental powers; I can take interest from his work, and discount his chances of success.”—Ex. Sweet little Emily Rose Was tired and about to repose; But her sister, named Claire, Put a tack in the chair—and And sweet little Emily Rose.—Ex. “This is a grave mistake,” sobbed the man, when he found he had been weeping over the wrong tombstone.— Ex. __________ Rose a clamor from the woodshed, Rushed a frantic mother there; Came a father forth exclaiming “I have merely fanned the heir.” PRELIMINARY DECLAMATORY CONTEST The preliminary contest to decide the person to represent J. H. S. in W. I. H. S. L. declamatory contest was held Friday evening, April 28. Program was as follows: Music— Carl Bergschneider Declamation . . .How the LaRue Stakes Were Lost Elizabeth Tyrrell Declamation..............The First Settler’s Story Oleta Brown Vocal Solo— Mildred Moore Declamation..................................Laska Mary Baldwin Ellis Declamation.................Nations and Humanity John Mullenix Vocal Solo. . . ■................Hertzens Fruhling Jess Rottger Declamation.....................The Ride of Death Sena Atiller Declamation .... The Night Run on the Overland Katherine Harlowe Violin Solo- Grace Poor The judges rendered their decision in favor of Miss Miller for first place, and Miss Tyrrell second. Both young ladies did splendidly, and well deserved the medals they received. As a whole, the contest was one of the best and closest ever given on our rostrum, and we are looking forward to the contest next year with eagerness, expecting great things from those who displayed such marked ability and talent in the recent contest. 59 The N a u t i 1 u s In looking over the files of our exchanges, we are impressed with the fact that the papers, as a whole, have been greatly improved, both in appearance and literary value, during the past school year. Some have added new departments, others illustrate their reading matter with humorous and appropriate cuts or with high grade half tones, as the article may require, while still others have enlarged and revised their various departments and beautified their paper by excellent cover designs. This spirit of progress should continue year after year,each succeeding staff of editors zealously striving to outdo their predecessors, until the result of their combined efforts will be the ideal High School paper—the goal of our endeavors. The Orange and Black always appears with every department fully developed. From the long list of exchanges published, the paper is at least very popular. The April-May Ingot was rather deficient in size—especially for a double number. The material was good, what there was of it, and we sincerely hope the staff will retrieve themselves on the commencement number. The Kodak always contains some good short stories, a witty department of personals, and numerous unique and appropriate headings. The “Woman’s Edition” of the Northwestern is, without doubt, the most interesting number of this paper that we have received this year. The illustratious are very good, and the stories and sketches are exceptionally strong and show a great deal of thought and care. The Alumnae notes are numerous and deserving of especial mention. The April number of the Oracle, of Bangor, Me., publishes a splendid short story translated from the French by one of the students of the 60 LIGHTH GRADfc GRADUATING CLASS The Nautilus school. The editorials are also strong and sensible, but the exchange column is entirely lacking. The Porcupine has well written literary and athletic departments. The exchange column is full of sound, judicious criticisms, and is one of the very best we have read. The account of the Inter Normal Oratorical Contest in the April Vi-dette is one of the most wholesome and exhaustive criticisms on literary contests we have noticed in a school magazine. Such an article cannot help being instructive, and the detailed analogy of each oration, together with a summary of the opinions of the judges, make it extremely interesting to read. The Reveille, Upper Alton, 111, is, without doubt, the finest paper that has come to our table this year. Although published but quarterly, it makes up in quality and quantity what it lacks in numbers. The paper is of excellent quality, the literary matter is standard, and the numerous half tones greatly enhance its value. EIGHTH GRADE COMMENCEMENT The Eighth Grade Commencement is always looked forward to with great interest by the public. The long-planned for and delightful program given Tuesday afternoon, May 29tb, in the High School auditorium, before a large assembly of parents and interested friends, was fully up to the standard, and in some respects excelled that of former years. The graduating class numbered 107, exceeding all previous records, and the program given gave evidence of a great deal of talent, which will be brought into valuable service in the High School during the next four years- Every number was well rendered. The chorus work was splendid, and the last selection, “Massa’s in the Cold, Cold Ground”, demanded an encore. The singing showed careful training, and spoke well for Miss Hayden, who very capably acted as director. The declamations were well spoken, and the essa)', “Legends of Illinois”, by Jennie Murphy, was well constructed, and contained many interesting facts. The original story by Elson Barnes demands special mention, as it was the first of the kind to be presented at an Eighth Grade Commencement. The instrumental solo by Lewis Harker, and the vocal solo by Lucile Rottger, were also well received. Miss White and her corps of splendid instructors are to be congratulated upon the excellent showing of the 61 T h e N a u t i 1 u s work done in the Eighth Grade the past year. The program was as follows: Chorus—March of the Toreadors...............Bizet Invocation—Rev. R. O. Post Recitation—Tillie McNeill’s Easter Inspiration—Don-nels. Gertrude Ayers. Essay.........................Legends of Illinois Jennie Murphy. Piano Solo—Etude No. 1.............Wollenhaupt Lewis Harker Recitation—Health and Recreation for City Children Edna Sheppard Recitation—The Leak in the Dike.............Cary Ethelyn Andrews. Vocal Solo—As the Dawn....................Canton Lucile Rottger. Recitation—How he Saved St. Michael’s . Stranberg Helen Nixon Original Story—The Prize Money. Elson Barnes Chorus—Massa 'sin the Cold, Cold Ground . Foster Presentation of Certificates. Benediction. After the second chorus Miss White presented the class to Supt. Furr, who gave a short talk on the merits of the Eighth Grade. Among several other things he spoke of the remarkable attendance and punctuality of the class. In the month of May there were very few absences, and no tardinesses, which is indeed a fine record for so large a class. After speaking of several other merits of the class he presented the certificates, and in turn presented the graduates to their new principal, Mr. Glasgow, who welcomed them into the High School as the class of 1910, and expressed the wish that they should make as fine a record as Freshmen as they did while in the Eighth Grade. SOCIAL EVENTS. Room No. 2 of the Eighth Grade very pleasantly entertained their teachers, Misses Hammond, Balcke and Hayden, at a class party April 20. That Miss White was unable to attend was much regretted. A verv pleasant time was spent socially. At a late hour light refreshments were served, after which teachers and pupils de parted for their homes, declaring the party a complete success. Tuesday evening, May 1st, Miss Russel, the Senior class officer, very delightfully entertained the members of the class at her beautiful home on Mound avenue. In spite of the rainy night a majority of the class were present, and from the gaiety and merriment within, one could never guess that stormy Orion had driven Luna from the sky. The house was very artistically decorated in lilacs in such profusion that the scene created was not soon to be forgotten. The Senior class colors —green and white—served as the color scheme in the dining room. Here a huge mass of the white lilacs formed the center piece for the table, while green and white streamers led up to the chandelier above. 62 The N a u t i 1 u s Miss Russel was assistedby Mrs. Kirby and Miss Lusk in entertaining-. Various guessing contests constituted the greater part of the evening. Prizes were won by Misses Mary Maude Brown and Grace Rapp, and Messrs. Carl Weber and George McKean. After delicious refreshments had been served the class crowded round the piano and whiled away the time unconsciously until a late hour, when they departed with yells for Miss Russel, declaring that no class was ever more royally entertained. Others present were Misses Sewall, Thornborrow, Cafky and Kent, of the faculty, and Supt. and Mrs. Furr. On the night of May 8th the boys of the Junior class treated the girls to a hay ride to the home of Thomas Reynolds, south of the city. The class was chaperoned by Miss Cafky, the class officer, Miss Stutsman, Miss Sewall, and Principal and Mrs. Glasgow. After a slight delay, occasioned by the wise (?) Seniors, they were driven to Mr. Reynolds’, amid cheers and hurrahs. Quality, they say, is judged by the tone. The people on the square certainly had no doubts concerning the quality of the Juniors after their brief sojourn and passage through the city. After a delightful time spent with games and music, refreshments were served, and the party began their homeward jonrney in the wee small hours of the morning. The kindness of Mrs. Reynolds in letting strangers take charge of her home was fully appreciated, as was the hospitality of the boys in giving the girls such a pleasant evening. Thursday evening, May 10th, at 4 o’clock, the members of the Sophomore class met at the home of Anna McLaughlin, where they waited for the hay wagons that were to convey them to the home of Helen Carter, three miles south of the city. On their arrival at the Carter home, supper, consisting of many luscious eatables, was served, after which games and various amusements were indulged in until a late hour, when the wag-ons were again sought, and they started on their homeward journey, all agreeing this ride to be the most successful social event thus far in the career of the class of ’08. Friday evening the Juniors royally entertained the Seniors at the home of Newton Maddox, on Hardin avenue. The lawn was hung with Chinese lanterns, and afforded an elegant place for a pleasant evening. Suitable entertainment was given, and the hours flew by only too swiftly. In the guessing contest Margaret Price won the first prize, and Lamar Hallowell the booby prize. A delightful musical and literary program added much to the pleasure of the evening. At a late hour elegant refreshments were served. That the Seniors were looking for a good time was made known by the almost unanimous attendance, and verily they were not disappointed. The 63 The N a u t i 1 u faculty was also in for its share, and was ably represented by Prof. Glasgow and wife, Prof. Moore and wife, Misses Cafky, Kent, Sewall, Stutsman, MoCoy, Thornborrow, and Mrs. Koch. The committee in charge was composed of John Mullenix, Thurman Wright, Louise Thompson, and Florence Blackburn, and they are to be warmly congratulated upon the success of this, the Junior-Senior party. The Freshmen enjoyed a hayride to the home of Bertha Gordon, near Lynnville, May 18th. The ride was somewhat delayed, and the pleasure somewhat marred, by an accident to one of the drivers, but nevertheless the ride was not given up. A delicious picnic supper was served under the shady trees on the green grass. The evening was spent in playing games, and at a late hour, amid singing, shouting and laughter the class made its homeward journey. Misses Stutsman and Thornborrow and Mr. Moore were chaperones- Monday evening, May 21, members of the musical organizations, the Glee Club, Treble Clef Club, and Orchestra, went on a hay ride to Gravel Springs, where a pleasant outing was enjoyed in the woods. The company was chaperoned by MissGoodrick and Miss Layman. All who were so fortunate as to go had an elegant time. Alumni On the night of June 1st the annual alumni banquet was held in the High School building. A large number of the alumni were present, and joined in giving the class of ’06 a hearty welcome to the Jacksonville High School Alumni Association. Rev. W. S. Phillips, of the class of 1875, invoked the divine blessing, after which the bill of fare was enthusiastically discussed. The High School Orchestra furnished excellent music for the occasion. After disposing of the elegant repast President H. C. Montgomery welcomed the class of '06 to the association. He said, in brief: Notes. “There are nearly eight hundred names on the rolls of this association. Almost all are residents of Jacksonville. The meeting of the body is a good representation of the best element of the people of this community. We welcome you of the class of ’06, and hope a fine future awaits you.” Mr. John M. Butler, in his response for the class, spoke as follows: “We are proud to become members of this association, and hope we shall be no detriment, but rather an honor to the association. We thank you heartily for your words of welcome, and 64 The N a u t i 1 u s trust we shall be worthy of the honor conferred on us.” A quartet, composed of Messrs. Hallowell, Mullenix, Hayden and Colton, then sang most acceptably, and were heartily cheered. President Montgomery then introduced as toastmaster Rev. W. S. Phillips. Mr. Phillips' remarks were most fitting to the time and occasion, and sparkled with wit and eloquence. The following list of speakers responded to the toasts printed below. Each effort showed due preparation, and proved without the shadow of a doubt that the High School Alumni Association had on its rolls the names of ladies and gentlemen who were fitted to shine in any circle. The program was as follows: The Alumni. Mr. Alfred T.Fell, ’97. “Our duties and the pledge.” The After Dinner Speech. Mr. Charles G. Rutledge. “The sauce to meat is ceremony.” The Spirit that Should Animate. Miss Margaret W. Price, ’06. “Who choos-eth me must give and hazard all he hath.” The College Graduate. Mr. Herbert A. Graves, ’02. “Words to the heat of deeds too cool breath gives.” The High School Graduate and Princeton. Mr. Charles M. Eames, ’97. “Ah, he sits high in all the people’s hearts.” High School Dramatics. Miss Frances Marie Scott, ’05. “All the world’s a stage.” The Modern High School. Principal A. H. Glasgow. “It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.” The Significance of the Curriculum. Supt. W. A. Furr. “As the twig is bent the tree is inclined.” The annual business meeting of the High School Alumni Association was held Saturday, June 2nd, at the High School building, and the following officers were elected: President—H. C. Montgomery. First Vice-President—Marie Scott. Second Vice-President — Margaret Price. Third Vice-President— Mrs. Geo. Scott. Secretary—Mrs. J. K. C. Pierson. Treasurer—Paul Whitney. '84. Walter Grant, of the class of ’84, is at present in the employ of the New England Watch Co., of Chicago. After leaving the High School Mr. Grant was employed by Russell Lyon, and later accepted this position in Chicago. ’01. Miss Rose Ward was married April 24th to Mr. Louis A. Steer. Only the immediate relatives of the bride and groom were present at the wedding reception, given at the home of the mother of the bride. Mr. and Mrs. Steer will be glad to see their friends in their new home, 406 Goltra avenue. ’01. Marion King is teaching this year in the State School for the Deaf at Fairbault, Minn. According to re- 65 The N a u t 1 1 u s ports she is much interested in her work there. ’OS. In “Princess Kiku”, recently presented at the gymnasium of Illinois College, Misses Carrie Dunlap and Hazel Brown played an important part, Miss Dunlap taking the difficult role of “Sakara”, and Miss Brown that of “Cecil.” A large audience was present, and entered fully into the spirit of the play, which was presented by the young ladies with consummate ability. Fair Helen, so gay, went fishing one day; She took with her a line and a pail; She caught in a trice a “Herring” so nice, And this is the end of the tale. Alma—Oh, dear ! Waldo—Were you speaking tome? Oh, the Junior caps remind us, We can be like shining lamps. And departing leave behind us Other heads for trading stamps. Mr. Glasgow, looking toward the Senior seats—“Tell them we miss them when they’re absent.” If they miss us now, wbat will happen next year? Lula says she is glad she has feet. Always be glad for small (?) favors. The Freshmen have at last come into possession of enough determination (and chink) to have a class jollification. They were exceedingly loyal to their colors, as “oranges” were plentiful among the “kids. The class of ’08 extend their sympathy to Mr. Waters for the shaking he got a few days ago. Does the diamond ring confirm the rumor afloat, Jess? When Willian to the track meet goes, She looks so grand and gay She has to take the dog along To keep the boys away. Ask the Juniors if the Senior girls are not good spies. Where were the Juniors’ hay racks? 66 The Nautilus EIGHTH GRADE RHYME. We will graduate May twenty-nine, And all will follow close in line. Our class will be represented by Those who through the year did try. Jennie Murphy, stern and bold, Has the place rank one to hold; Elson Barnes, the next one reckoned, Has the important place of second; Then Gertrude Ayers, with a will, Who has the third place to fill; Edna Sheppard has rank four; Ethlyn Andrews makes one more; Helen Nixon, who tried in the race, Has to fill the honored sixth place. The rest of us in chorus will join, As we sing our commencement song. —William Russel. “Lucile, do you like titles? •‘Yes, especially Princes.” Lee C., of the Eighth Grade, must be thinking of purchasing a home in the Denney neighborhood, as he spends most of his time in that locality. In the Eighth Grade,-rooms No. 1, 2 and 9 had no tardiness for the month of April, and No. 1 had the highest per cent of attendance. Answers to inquiries: N. M.—No, Newton, we don’t know why Skeet cut you out. We can’t answer personal questions. M. De—We think, Charles, that she meant to ask you to the party, but the note was by mistake carried to Alexander. Oral J.—We don’t think it laziness. It seems to be a case of chronic spring fever, lasting all the year. Mother—No, he tried everything, but he couldn’t get the lubricating oil off them. Yes, he’s wearing them yet. The latest: Huffy asked Marie L. to go to the Junior-Senior party. Long pants swelled his self esteem. Which shall it be? Which shall it be? Tom looked at Hazel Belle, then at Lena G. He was puzzed for a moment— To give up either he was loath. “I’ve got it!” and triumphantly He cried: ‘‘I’ll take ’em both.’’ R. C. wants a first class “Butler” with good references. Will some one lend a helping hand? Miss Kingsley entertained the school Friday morning, May 18th, with several readings, which were greatly enjoyed. A Senior girl, Felicite Brough, Made Robert a pie from some dough That she fnund in D. S. He ate it, ah, yes,— ’Tis reported his last word was “ough I” —Hans. Sena Miller attended the joint debate between Galesburg and Quincy, held at Quincy, Friday evening, May 18th, in which Galesburg won the decision. John B. is our dealer in stocks. He buys up the shares in big blocks. In High School and College, Where’er girls get knowledge, He’s there like a thousand of rocks. —Hans George McKean is a farmer, you know; He can milk, he can plow, he can sow; Every morning he goes, Dressed in his old clothes, In the patch for the ’taters to hoe. 67 —Hans The Nautilus flxfc 1 _.l l6 CLASS n i i i SONG- 0(d WoRO J— i—I r- PcX ™4kd 1 j i. To tHce we su oof CUss. we 2.. Y0 J StEtHe ow.’s b� (J- Ej'fs. He zun -1� tHc£ «rv Fv-e-i IS Most ex - C6E0- INfr -I —I 1 1 Y Case . o-bLe f v ise. LoF.x — ■ - . | ■ ... _1 1 1 1 I 4 _L 1 1 y tJ y frH K JT « h TGy-i rj 4 -i t vMr r r W i a r Jbr- “ I ‘ _o C? X3 4% bn- Mr J •H d rrfr . 4 ii I L_ —--o y. - itr 7 r r f iT j pi i f ,r J L- F Pif 1 1 . n J rr . 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San Francisco had been wrecked by earthquake and tire, and no one knew where it might spread. Many people began to pack their valuables, ready to leave at a moment’s notice. Soon, stories of the awful suffering in San Francisco came to the people. Their sympathies were all aroused, and the offerings of the people, from the very poorest to the wealthiest, poured into the treasurer’s office. “Now is the time for me to help some one,” thought Margery. “I will send my money to Mrs. Wilson’s sister in Oakland. She will then be able to help some of the refugees. I don’t believe I’ll say a word to any one, for that doesn't make it much of a sacrifice.” The money was sent, and in a few days Margery received a letter saying that the money had been used to help a poor woman who- had come to California for her health. She was evidently not a strong woman, and had been ill since she reached Oakland. She said her name was Mason and talked constantly about her daughter Gladys. “It must be Gladys’ mother,” said Margery. “How glad she will be to know she is safe, for ever since the news of the earthquake Gladys has been nearly wild for fear her mother was killed.” Margery told Gladys about the letter. She never said one word, however, about sending the prize money. In a few weeks, Mrs. Mason felt strong enough to come home, and how happy Gladys was to see her! One day Gladys had been talking about Margery, and her mother expressed a desire to see her. When Mrs. Mason saw’Margery, she gave a start of surprise and cried: “Why, child! Who are you? What was your mother’s name?” “Margaret Compton,” answered Margery. “She lived in Honolulu a number of years. I was born there.” Imagine Mrs. Mason’s surprise to find that Margery was really the daughter of her sister, Margaret, who had gone to a foreign country, and for many years had been lost to her relatives. Such a rejoicing as they had, and I think no one was so happy as Margery. “And just think, if I had gone on being selfish, I might never have had the chance to help Gladys’ mother and to have found my aunt. This, surely proved to be a great reward, for being unselfish,” said Margery to herself. Don’t you think it did? An Original Story read at the Eighth Grade Commencement Exercises. Tuesday morning, May 22d, to the delight of the school, Ethel Kimball gave her oration, “The Career of Savonarola.” The Junior boys wanted to take the Senior girls to the party. Did Margaret like the idea? I understand she got “Huffy.” Quite a number of the High School boys attended the reception for the graduating class of the Illinois Woman’s College. 69 J. K. MEANS, D. D. S. OVER TRADE PALACE ALBERT A. RENNER, THOS. J. DUFFNER, Pres. Sec. and Treas. Jacksonville Tailoring Co. Incorporated. $15 Tailors Suits to Measure $15. Pants $3.50 up. Fine Imported Weaves $18 up. 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