Jefferson Junior High School - Jeffersonian Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Page 2 The Jeffersonian THE JEFFERSONIAN STAFF First row John Fi»k. Lrl Common. P.ul Mown. Kuuoll Porter, Clarence Sokol. Cartoon Whlta, Geom Money. H.- nal l I’rctl, Kme»t MrMlllian. A»-i»« nt Editor. Seeoid row IWverly Kronick, Hum Bel’ Ctonte Dredge. 1 port Editor. Carl Struck, I-e Roy Hall. Ku»»»ll Kunito, Editor, Dorothy Bryant. Assistant Editor. Third row Helena Or tide. Betty Mitchell, Marjorie Morrll. Exchanice Editor. Phebe Saunders, Sport Editor. Jane l evin. It brtte Kobiuhek. Eli ine Johnoon, Veld t Hall. Fourth row Arno.d Bjorn lie, Spyrt Editor. Jornphine Toriten »on. Frieda Erickaon. Marinn Done'.ower. Virginia I.indaay. M.-rian Andel-ton. Helen Emblom. HOME FOLKS AND TOLERANCE E. R. SIFERT Recently, some small children were discussing their respective nationalities. Among the group, was one of but four years of age. Finally one of the older girls turned to this youngster and asked, “What nationality are you?” Now the world “nationality” did not mean much to this four year old child; yet, there must have been a rather hazy idea because his reply was. “Why, I am just Minneapolis folks.” It appears to me that this four-year-old youngster has given us a thought which we may well carry through every walk of life. Surely, the time has passed in our present day civilization and in our present day social circles when warlike races or notable ancestors, whether they be famous or infamous, should have anything to do with our social rank and industrial achievement. We are not concerned any more whether one’s name ends with a “son, or with a “ski,” or with an “oni.” We are not concerned nowadays by the amount of ancestorial glory any of us may muster. Rather are we concerned with the individual himself, what he is, and what he does. We. in Jefferson, do not belong to any nationality; we do not belong to any one or a dozen ancestors, rather do we just belong to Jefferson. If any one asks us what our nationality is, we may well say we are “just Jefferson folks;” because, after all, it is the unit within which we live, and toil, and play that really characterizes us as individuals more than any racial history. We live ever in the present; so today we are classified according to our achievements in Jefferson. Thereby are we elevated to high rank, or to successful mediocrity, or relegated to obscure failure. All of this, then, says but two things. First, we must live within our own circle. There, we must find and prepare a place for ourselves, and only we, ourselves, can find, can make that place. Secondly, we must be tolerant, very tolerant, of every other man who also may be in our circle, or who may be in any other circle. We must mow down prejudices, and we must build up a spirit of congenial cooperation, a spirit of helpfulness because only in such a spirit shall we find anything that is worthy of typifying us as successful Minneapolis folks, and. even better, as successful Jefferson folks.

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THE SPIRIT OF JEFFERSON DA Memory Kdition, Jefferson Junior High S hool, Minneapolis, Minnesota. June, 1928 THE SAGE OF MONTICELIX) BERNECE SHARF THE EXPLOIT OF DAVID AND ( ORDON AUDREY JONES Aw jiminy Christmas, nuthin' to do around this place!” Heck, I know it. It’s as stale as a four year old pie.” Expressions such as these had been uttered day in and day out for the last week. The patient mother and father were at a loss as to what to do. They had taken the two boys. David and Gordon, to a small lake near a large city for the summer. By this time means of entertainment were practically exhausted. David and Gordon were the nine and ten year old sons of city parents. They were probably as dilTerent as two brothers could be both in looks and actions. David's brown hair was always in the way of his bright blue eyes. It absolutely refused to be trained in any direction whatsoever. Gordon’s curly hair was bright red He also had blue eyes. David, it must be confessed, was somewhat fond of the weaker sex. while his brother waa of the opinion that anything in skirts was a subject for abhorrence. These two boys in spite of frequent quarrels were really very fond of each other. They generally enjoyed swimming, tennis, and other sports, but now they seemed tired even of these. When everything else failed to please them the boys never tired of reading. This was the pastime in which they were engaged during the following conversation. Gee, this guy in Treasure Island is lucky. He sails on a real boat ’n sees pirates, ’n buried treasures, and everything,” said Gordon. What I’d like to do would be to be along with this fellow, Crusoe, on an island in the ocean,” was Dave’s reply. Say, by jove, Dave, that gives me an idea. Meet me in Mom’s closet at two bells.” When the hour of two arrived, a small figure might be seen quietly climbing the steps and entering the bedroom at the head of the stairs. The closet door was opened and the figure joined a companion on the old shoe box. Listen, Dave, why can’t we sneak out tonight and take the boat across to that little island? Dad never lets us go there because he says it’s dangerous and that’s just what we want. Robinson Crusoe wasn’t a-scared of Jefferson is the only president who remained the leader of his party after leaving the White House. Indeed, the Democrats never have ceased to swear allegiance to his spirit. This many-sided man, as he was called, was more fortunate than most of the ex-presidents in his variety of interests and diversions. He was surgeon enough to sew up a wound, tie an artery and set the broken leg of a slave, and enough of a mathematician to calculate an eclipse. JefTerson knew not only Greek and Latin but also French, German, and Italian. He wrote three books and compiled his own edition of the Bible, leaving out everything except the precepts of divine love, mercy, and goodness. His correspondence would today daunt a man with a staff of typists. In the finer arts he was a landscape gardener, a musician and an architect. Although he sprained his wrist in Paris so badly that he could not play his favorite instrument, the violin, he could still sing well and was forever humming tunes as he rode horseback, which was his one sport. At sixty-six Jefferson retired from the presidency twenty thousand dollars in debt. Only a few months of his life remained to him but these were cheered by public sympathy and generosity. Jefferson died on the fourth of July. His dust is mingled with the earth that was dearest to him, close by his home at Monticello. His burial place was chosen by him in his boyhood. We, who have the great honor of going to the school which was named after him, should more than reverence this great man. We should copy him. SPRING THOUGHTS BEATRICE STEIN To all the bursting buds around us, To every bird that sings on high, To all the stars that shine in Heaven And twinkle gently in the sky; To all the woodfolk in the forest, To every butterfly and bee. To all the singing, gurgling brooklets, To every bush and every tree; To all the flowers that bloom in Springtime. To every happy, little breeze, There is no jewel of any splendor That can compare with all of these. Continued on pajfe

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The Jeffersonian Page 3 SUPERIOR STUDENTS IN ELECTRICITY, MECHANICAL DRAWING, PRINTING, SHEET METAL, WOODWORK. AND THOSE RECEIVING TYPING AWARDS Front row, left to ri ht—Judmi Stwrfcian. Rotwrt Staining -. Paul Bowman. Karl M«n l«a. Amo Abbot. Uonard Hrawrr-man. Albert Arro, Sydnrjr Gunn. CUrrncv Anderson. S«mmI row—Tot Campbell. Ru»all Porter. Barrette Baker. Stanley Beeeber. Woodrow Tomer, Louie Bernier. Rowell Beck. (•Irk Simoon. Third rowDouxlu ! erker. Geonce Wikdir, Keith Shepard. Clifford Peteraon. Arnold And moo. Edgar In rail . Stephen Baiter, Elmer Heeter. Fourth row John Hillman, Adrian Arendt. Jim Irvine, Donald Dailey. Lawrence Leith. Kenneth MrKeniie, Elliott Under hill, l-aranre Gale. IKlh row Edith Jeaka, Jane Van Hraak. Elaine Johneon. France Cotton. Lueile Mathiion. Maxine Kline. Clara Courtney. Sixth row—Alice Johneon. Marian Matthea. Florence Court! n. Marie Nemeeek. Lois Finch. Alberta Borland. Lillian Manner- her . OUR QUEST FOR BEAUTY Since the beginning of mankind, the human race has ever been seeking for beauty. Scarcely had the first students of Jefferson Junior High grown acquainted with its halls and many class rooms when they became aware of a lack of something vital to their very life and happiness. This lack was one of beauty. There were no decorations nor pictures in the building so the students began on their first quest for beauty. Every quest for something worthy requires time, much effort, and perseverance. Many times the students grew weary and disheartened when the end of the journey seemed so far away, but the brave ones ever pressed onward and pointed out that more and more effort was needed before the goal could be reached. Entertainments were given, tickets sold, and paper sales held. A committee was organized which went ahead and made possible the attainment of beauty for the main corridor. After three years the goal appeared in sight. Workmen from the art studio began painting the walls. An artist painted borders and panels and the students saw beauty of design and color. Lettering added beauty of thought. During these weeks in March beauty of color was also being added in the studio by painting reproductions of the beautiful mural paintings of Pearce and Walker, found in the Congressional Library. May ninth arrived. After a special auditorium period, the students had a glimpse of what the committee had seen in imagination one year before. They saw the Seven Objectives of Education represented by wonderful pictures. These objectives are health, represented by the child in ‘The Boy of Winander;” worthy home membership, by ‘The Family;” vocation, by the earnest men of “Labor;” command of fundamentals, by “Study;” ethical character, by the masterful picture Religion;” worthy use of leisure, by the dancing figures of “Recreation:” and civic education, by the group of Roman leaders.” (All but two of these are works of Charles Sprague Pearce. The Boy of Winander is the work of H. O. Walker and the Roman leaders,” that of Charles F. Continued on page 8