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

Text from Pages 1 - 20 of the 1929 volume:

oa J b' ) DEDICATION ARLEEN BASS THE JEFFERSONIAN FOR 1929 IS HEREBY DEDICATED TO YOU, SPLENDID TEACHERS OF JEFFERSON SCHOOL, WHO KNOW AS FEW OTHERS 01R WORTH, YOUR EYES HAVE FOLLOWED OUR PATHS EACH DAY, YOU'VE WITNESSED OUR SORROW , OUR MIRTH. NOW. AS SURELY COMES THE EVEN TIME. DRAW ING THE CURTAINS OF NIGHT, SO COMES THE END OF JUNIOR HIGH DAYS. SHQWING BIGGER THINGS IN SIGHT. FOR THE BETTER VIEW OF THE GREATER THINGS WE'LL EVER OWE TO THEE, AND THANKS FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARNEST HEARTS, DEEP AS THE FATHOMLESS SEA. AS YEARS PASS BY AND TIME ROLLS ON. TILL THE MASTER WEAVER CALLS, WE'LL FILL IN THE WARP OF LIFE THE KNOWLEDGE YOU W OVE, WITH SUCH THOUGHT, IN US ALL. n .a cLcO'0upi J L, Q-rX Printed by the Ninth Grade Student of Our School in OwT 7iril s) 0 XD l A ' AA si l l lii-X - - THE SPIRIT OF JEFFERSON 9A Memory Edition, Jefferson Junior Hi«h School Minneapolis, Minnesota, June, 1929. WASHINGTON’S AIRPLANE RIDE I)E WITT KLINE SPEAKS TO BYRD LAUKIE CAVANAUGH In a comfortable chair sat a young man deeply interested in an old. brown book with George Washington in tarnish gold letters .across its over. The young man who was nearly through had found it quite interesting. “It would be great,” he thought, “if Washington could only see his country now.” lie cast the l ook aside and yawned; curling up in his chair he was soon fast asleep. In an hour this young man who is the famous Lindbergh, woke up to find someone shaking him vigorously. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. Lindbergh glanced up to behold an old genMe-man dressed in the style of the eighteenth century standing before him. “Who are you?” inquired the astonished Lindy, “to be shaking me out of my peaceful slumber?” Lindbergh scanned the stranger’s face. “Oh, I beg your pardon,” said Lindbergh recognizing the old gentleman. “You are George Washington?” “Aye, lad, I am he. I came out of the past to see my own country and wilt thou inform me of it?” “I shall be glad,” said Lindy, “for I know it fairly well. I think. 1 must tell you that United States has now forty-eight states. While you were president it had only thirteen. It borders on Canada on the north and the Gulf of Mexico on the south. United States goes west as far as the Pacific Ocean. You can see from this window what a wonderful and beautiful city Washington, D. C. is and you can see the Capitol in the distance.” “Wonderful,” interrupted George, “but what are those queer contraptions with men flying in the air over yonder?” “They were invented in 1903 by an American named Wright. They are airplanes, their chief fuel being petroleum, a mineral obtained from the eaith. I happen to be pilot of one of these machines. Airmail routes are being established all over the country and in twenty-five years the common people will have airplanes for their own pleasure. We have schools to train the Continued on Pajfe 12 A Minneapolis Boy Scout message of good will has been received by Commander Richard E. Byrd, nrw in the Antarctic, preparing for a flight to the south pole. The message, broadcast by Scout James Kline of 320 Jefferson High, scribe of Troop 37, over KSTP’s shortwave station, was answered within five minutes by Lloyd Berkner, Boy Scout and former University of Minnesota student, who is the radio operator for the Byrd party, according to Deputy Commissioner Michael Jalma, who was in charge of the broadcast. The acknowledgment from Mr. Berkner thanked the Scouts of the Minneapolis area council, as represented by Scout Kline, for their interest in the Byrd party, news of which is printed exclusively in Minneapolis by The Journal. Two other tests were tried between KSTP and the Byrd party, but Scouts were not on these programs. Scout Kline was chosen to make the brief talk because his message, requested at the last scribe's convention” here, was judged the best. —The Minneapolis Journal The following is the talk DeWitt sent to the Byrd expedition: Commander Byrd, the Antarctic expedition, and Scout Paul Siple: The Minneapolis Area of Boy Scouts of America sends its heartiest greetings to you in the far south. We have watched with ever growing interest the accounts of your discoveries and adventures in Little America and have eagerly looked forward to the time when we might have the opportunity to express our best wishes and thanks to you who are doing so much. Radio has daily brought to us the latest news of your most interesting life at the Southern end of the world. Through it we are enabled to be with you in our imaginations even though in reality wo must remain at home. Therefore we believe it is only fitting that tonight we should bring you to us, and in a small way tell you what the Byrd Antarctic expedition means to the Boy Scouts. In the heart of every boy is the love of adventure. the longing to explore, to see new lands Page 2 The Jeffersonian JEFFERSON SCHOLASTIC HONOR STUDENTS I'lr-.t row—U'fl to right: Mary Itrvnnan, Mary Ivw. Kuiccnc S-.ur.dcr . licrnico Schnr c. Anno WuUon. Ixirrottn Chance. Kuth Von llraack. Second row Lucille Moody. Suxanne Kwnlt. Helen Par Hopper. Ilorothy Nelson. Kuth Kell, Marxnrct Comb. Helen Andervon. Third row Winona UitcMI. DeWiU Kline. June Gordon. Mlllc.nt let. mer, l.illinn Chenjr, Anette Strand. Robert Levinson, O.vca Kurhynkn. and strange people. Scouting helps to satisfy that longing with hikes and other scouting activities. But today every boy and every scout has his interests centered on the Byrd expedition; not merely because of its unusual prominence in the world at this time, but because they are seeing it through the eyes of one of their own members, Paul Siple, boy scout of the expedition. It is easy for any boy to place himself in the position of this scout, to observe what he observes in that land of perpetual ice and snow. And so to you who are braving the frigid Antarctic weather for the sake of science, the Minneapolis Area of the Boy Scouts of America sends its wishes for the best of success. May the discoveries and adventures of your expedition be written in the histories of every nation and in the mind of every scout for all time. To contribute by neighborly intercourse and attention to make others happy is the shortest way of being happy ourselves. WHY APPLES HAVE STARS WITHIN FRANCIS EDQUIST This original legend by Francis appeared in the I . T. Broadcaster in February, 1928. And you did not even know an apple had a star within, you say? How did the star get there? Well, that is a story that Old Mother Nature told the trees and I will tell it to you. A long, long time ago the first apple seed lay in the ground fast asleep. The rain drop fairies carried her water to drink and the sunbeam fairies kept her warm while a little worm plowed the ground and made it soft about her feet. One birds singing, “Wake up! Wake up,” and the bright spring morning she was awakened by the apple seed stretched, rubbed her eyes, and pushed right through the brown earth and was very much surprised to find herself a tiny apple tree. She thought the outside world was a beautiful place but when night came with its stars shining like so many candles it made her long for a star of her own. “I have heard your wish,” said Continued on Rage ll The Jeffersonian Page 3 JEFFERSON 9A COUNCIL Unit row—Left to rlyht: 0«3r Fnipi man. Jan Yerxa. Ann Wataon. Irene Dwyer. Audrey Vali-iuette. Kl ine Ch ney. DeWitt Kline. S cv nd row—John Foley. Helen Dae Hopper. Bunnle Bolee. John Erb. Riiubeth Fawkea. Annette Strand. Lincoln Smith. Thiid row Garth Hnrdinx. Ann Avery. Mancaret Ann Healy, Betty Daggett . Arlcen Baaa, Dorothea Lind trom. Ray Roberta. WESTMINSTER ABBEY Westminster Abbey, a building old On a London morning, damp and cold. What stories could its gray towers tell! Ancient stories of what befell In days of old. Its two huge towers point to the sky, And deep within its cellars lie Bodies of great men. long deceased; Famous men, to say the least, N( w stiff and cold. And from the height of the massive tower The faithful old clock chimes forth the hour— That clock whose face has gazed upon Strange sights and deeds in Ix ndon town In days of old. In front of the grand old church, one meets The hum and bustle of London streets. Coaches hurry to and fro, And yellow hacks drive through the snow So crisp and cold. Would that I. too, might pass its door, And pause with reverent awe before The graves of poets buried there; Ancient men with hoary hair. Centuries old. A PLACE I LOVE KATHLEEN CANNON The most delightful spot in the world for me is the guest chamber of my grandfather’s house in Northfield, Minnesota. The furnishings are most antique, as they are over a hundred years old. The first object that attracts one's attention is the tall fourpost bed of walnut. It was first brought into the room when great grandmother came to preside as mistress over the household. It was she who made the broad ruffled canopy over it. The crossstitch tidies on the chair backs were also wrought by her skillful fingers. Even the old rag carpets on the floor she wove. The tall cedar chest remains where it has been for years—in the corner. Upon opening its door, one sees shelves laden with home-spun towels and sheets. From frames of gilt, on the walls, ladies in stiff brocades and lace look down, and gentlemen with stern faces, powdered queues, and ruffled waistcoats stare at me when I enter the room. These are the ancestral portraits. In the center of the east wall a tall mahogany clock has been ticking away for three generations. Hanging over the old Continued from Page 11 Page 4 The Jeffersonian CLASS HISTORY OP ROOM 307 How grand w© felt, three years ago, coming for the first time to a Junior High School. Upon our arrival at Jefferson we, the students of 307, were much overcome by the immense capacity of this new home of ours. We slowly ascended the seemingly endless flights of stairs to our home room, and sank nervously and unsteadily into the depths of huge seats. Our home room teacher, Miss Bickel-haupt, helpfully instructed us as to the rules and regulations of our new school. The innumerable rooms and teachers gave us a feeling of the hard work which they represented. Finding our way around the halls without interrupting a Latin class, a mathematics class, or a class taking an important test, was at first exceedingly hard. Often, at such times, we would lc ok foolishly around and see the 9A students Taughing at us, and often wondered how they had so much time to talk for we spent all our time locating our class rooms. As we went further into the field of knowledge and rose in the estimation of those who were in grades lower than ours, there came a feeling common to us all—the spirit of the class of June 1929. We organized a Civic League which helped us realize the importance of co-operation. After attending Jefferson several months we began having sales of various kinds. We have had five of these sales, each of which proved very successful, and helped greatly towards increasing our room fund, which, by the way, is the largest of any single room fund ever accumulated at Jefferson. Very recently we have taken this money and purchased two memorials for our own room, one a bronze bust of Colonel Lindbergh, the other a very exquisite colored etching of the Ancient Bridge at Bruges by Van Sun ter. These were not easily obtained, as it took three years to earn the money. Continued on Page 10 HISTORY OF 207 “Upon your arrival at Jefferson go to room 207 for further directions,” stated a small white c rd that had been given to us. And that was the beginning of it. On Tuesday, September 7, 1926, forty bewildered but happy little 7B’s wended their way to this school. The boys and girls of 207 were those 7B’s and we have taken an active part in the school activities ever since. From the beginning our teachers realized that there were some outstanding students in our g:oup. Our leader, Annette Strand, has won three scholastic “J’s” while Ann Avery, Helen Dickenson, Irene Dwyer and Aileen Dwyer, Patricia Weld, and Saul Benjamin are all honor students. Although we have met and finally conquered such monsters as graphs, square root, occupational bocks, and verbals in the field of knowledge, the place where our members have shone as brilliant stars is in the field of sports. The girls led by their illustrious captain, Annette Strand, gained the championship in volley ball, and base ball during their eighth grade year, and again in ninth grade they came out the winners. Although the boys have never been champions they have been runners-up in hockey, baseball and basketball. We have sponsored three candy sales, obtaining enough money to purchase two beautiful pictures which hang on the walls of 207. We furthermore took an active part in the management and sale of tickets for the 9A movies. We were active in the paper sales and won high place in two. We have come to the completion of our 9A year. It is with regret that we say farewell to the friends we have met during our junior years. On the other hand, we anticipate much pleasure as we pass on to higher fields of knowledge. Nothing is troublesome that we do willingly. The Jeffersonian Page 5 JEFFERSON 9A’s OF 307 First row Loft to right: Grace Hiller. Blanche McGlemen. Maxine Lundberg, Eleanor Berry, Jewel Barnard. Oi l Noreen, Marjorie Forguxon. Glady Ri ty. Renee Whiting. Second row- -Albert llarrel. Roland Lundburg. Joe Seanlan. Robert Wellington. Nathan Mahon. Clement Coward. John Attwater. Wryne Wilde. Third row Robert Pa gel. Lloyd Pagel. Roger Keen. Marshall Searle. Fourth row William Daley. Selmer Solberg. Carrol l ind, Carlton DeRum. Donald Munger. Roy Chriiiten cn. Fifth row Norris Loft. Elizabeth Ann F'awke . Stephen Davies. Dick Sewell. Robert Roholchek. Herbert Peterson. Sixth row Margaret Rirhardaon. Marie Avcrllle. Martha Granger. Margaret llealy. Thomas F'reeney. Donald Schoniger. Thomas Mat-teson. Oscar F'ruppmnn. ( vice-president 307.) Seventh row Kathleen Cannon. Una Gibson. Marjorie Wicks. Patricia Carney. Della Nichols. Shirley Strese. John Erb, (president 207.) Eighth row- Betty Daggett, (secretary). Betty Copeland. Aleda Reitan. Marian Sadloski. Gwendolyn Thorton, Dorothy Smlthberg. Mnri..n Dwight. Maude Guthered. Persephone Castokoa. CLASS HISTORY OF 309 It is impossible to say whether or not the faculty was pleased with our entrance as 7B’s, but we can say that their help and kindness have made every hour of our stay here a pleasure. Of course we were glad to come to this wonderful school. The change from grade school awed us at first, but, with the kind help of other students who gave us elevator tickets, and passes to go up the down stair ways and down the up, we soon became accustomed to Jefferson. Soon the seventh grade did not satisfy us, and we slowly advanced to higher levels, 9A’s! Our careers at Jefferson have been eventful and happy. We are sorry to say that no one in 309 has ever proved himself an outstanding student and received a “J”. However in athletics, good sports, and a will to do good, we have ranked among the highest. Both boys and girls have entered all of the sports, and, in 7A our girls won the kick ball championship with the help of our captain. In the eighth grade we gave a successful candy sale and spent the proceeds for a picture which Continued on Pago 10 Tage 6 The Jeffersonian Ji KFERSON 9-A’s OF HOME ROOMS 207 and 309 Firm rr.w—I-eft to r:«ht: Mr rjoric Purcell, Gertrude SprunKmrn. A i Icon Dwyer. Audrey Vnliijuotte. Irene Dwyer. Mnriun Graham. Ifart-wed Strcmbcrj. I-ouim- Ilcnion. Mildred Hoppe, Silvia Mclxner, Shirley Woeler. Second row—Janet F Kerntrom. Annette Strand. Helen Dickcn-on. Ann Avery, Patricia Weld. Kathleen Burdin. Dorll Sorlermnn, Marian Myers. Minerva Torner cn. Orria Neilaon. Saul Benjamin, Daniel Kink. Fourth row Kvervtt Trrdwny. Milton Wiahnick, Bertrum Warren. Archie Bauman. Wally Taft. Jim Kohb. Stanley Harley, Bussell 1-Tor. Roy Anderson, Gordon Ruhop. Fifth row Fl.iythia Shank . Mercedes Goodyear. Mnritan't Dauicherty. Vera Hill. Frances Rove. Irene Scribner. Beatrice St aim I. Ixiuise Kerr. Sixth row France Marholr.. Roue DeClerk. Lydia Wright, Kathryn Stine. J. no Ycrxa. Helen Belle Boice. Ann Lajoie, Dorothy Winn. Margaret Holm. Seventh row Wesley Knkeina. Robert Shannon. Alanaon Woodruff. Willlcm Bowen. James Haven. Clnlr I.uckow, Maurice McAffrey. Lincoln Smith, Paul Kelley. Kighth row Dean Kemp. Richard Canfield. Franklin Westphnl, Raymond Roberts. Fred Salisbury, John Scheefe. Clarence Adam . HISTORY OF 310 As 7B’s we were much elated over the fact that we were to enter a large and comparatively new building. It was all a maze of rooms and doors to us. We crept fearfully along the immense corridors, hoping that we might escape the surging masses of upper classmen. Many times we were approached by these superior beings, who condescended to offer us elevator tickets for a dime, or perhaps direct us to the lunchroom on the third floor. We soon became accustomed to the rules and regulations, and in a short time were in the midst of the school sway, and were entering whole-heartedly into the Jefferson spirit. Among the great and famous school organizations we boasted of having were the follow- ing. Girls’ and Boys Glee Clubs, Camp Fire Girls, Girl Scouts, Boy Scouts, The Round Table, The Traflic Squad, The Council, and numerous other activities. Before a year had elapsed our class was well represented in the above. After laboring into the wee hours of the morning making sticky pop-corn balls and sugarless candy, we finally gathered together enough receipts from a successful sale of these articles to purchase a copy of Ben Foster’s painting, “Connecticut Hills.” We must admit our shortcomings, however. From an athletic standpoint, after losing three consecutive games, we became accustomed to the sensation and won for ourselves the flattering title “Good Losers.” Even so, our class is well recognized because Continued on Page 13 The JoiTersonian Page 7 JEFFERSON 9A’s OF HOME ROOMS 310 AND 320 FI rut row- Left to riKht: Robert Shine. Kathtrinc Wedjte, Eliuibeth Baker. Bonncbell Rice. Atlelino Chriitlanaon, Mary Webater, Mn run ret Fry. Marion Punly. Elaine Cheney. Second row- Arleen linn . Evelyn P« ser«on. Eleanor l olmnn, Arnnln Bjornlie. Marjorie Waddiiurton, Helen Olenon. Virginia Dixon. Betty Mitchell. Third row—Lawrence Harris. Dorothea Llmtrom. Marjorie Qulgly. Ellen Ander� on. Doris Winthrop, Peggy Gra� � . Georttella Stremmal. Fourth row Peter Kothaft, Philip Feinburg. Edward Okncy. Will Schlicktinx. Robert Medlen. Georg Slack. Ruuel Cooke. Jim Snider. Fifth row—Irene Pollard. Robert Leventon, Bill Mather. Robert Buckataff, John Foley. Jamra Mack. Leslie M. Niece. Paul Schmitt. Sixth row—Helen barrel. Louise Atd'raon. Helen D.ie Homier. Eleanor Garnish. Bernice Sharf, Carol Haywood, Dorothy Nelson. Eutreno Saunders. Verna Spencer. Henrietta Jnnrp. Lucille Moody. Seventh row— Su ann Ewalt. Millircnt Klemmer. Ann Walaon, Kathleen Parmalee. June Gordon Gail Evan . Mary Ives. Frances Ed iui«t. Ruth Bell. Eighth row Harold Van Waimtr, Garth Harding. Bob Ehlert. Isadore Novlck. Adrian Arndt. Tollif Jacobson. Lawrence Klvovltch, Mary Brennan. Tom James. Ninth row Kenneth Sevarts. John Hanson. Fred Sexsmith. Lloyd Preston. Elmer Hieter, DcWitt Kline. Harry Philips. Philip Arther. 320 CLASS HISTORY With eager anticipation, anxiety, and joy we assembled in 320 on September 7, 1926, to begin a new epoch in our lives. Even before lessons were assigned we were confronted with grave problems about lockers, stairways, rooms, and worst of all how to act like anything but a 7B. How we appreciated the help of our new teachers and the silent aid found in the Hand Book! We at once organized our Civic Club with its many chairmen to take charge of home room interests. With enthusiasm we began our new lessons and every six weeks period found some of us on the honor roll. We learned of the African cannibals, nouns, compound interest, rules for dishwashing, and the handling of shop tools, so we felt very educated. We made it a point to take part in all Jefferson activities. Because of our ticket sale for the Operetta, “Feast of the Red Corn,” we became aviators sailing into our beautiful auditorium as guests at the matinee. Our seventh grade banking record led the school, but this thriftiness has decreased pathetically. We enjoyed our school paper and supported it by subscribing promptly and contributing many articles. Our first paper sale triumph was a fourth place honor, but that was the foundation for many victories to follow. Soon we found ourselves in the eighth grade! Oh, how big we felt! Our 7B inferiority complexes had vanished and with confidence we met new ventures. During this year our auditorium was the Lincoln-Washington program, which Continued on Page 13 JEFFERSON 9Ba OF HOME ROOMS 209, 206, AND 319 Page 8 The Jeffersonian Fir� t row |,«f( to ri«ht: Vivian Caiwroon. Juno Strand, Francos Partridge (206 vice-president), Sybil Munro, Harriet Nash. Jane Schanfrld. Edith Swanson. Mary Jane McLean. Maruaret Hagen. Virginia Blond. Second row- Morion Mermen. Lorraine Manica. Dorl Lockman. Hazel Jones. Eileen Wennerlyn. Myra Vlrkett. Marion Freeman. EiTie Sweeney, ChriMie Irvine. ... Third row Jane Chowninir. Mary Jane I-cnox (206 president). Margaret Brown, Gwendolyn Baker, llclga Bergaeng. Patricia Stone. Dorla Pete men. Clara Lasher. Dolor® White. Fourth row Melford Graie. Donald Cole, Brack Overstreet, Anthony Burg. Marshall Searlc. Dale Hair (319 secretary), Austin Nein-hauser. Frits Corrigan. Hugh Wikoff (206 accretary). Fifth row Arnold Duhlin. Bob Husk, Morris Cn� p«r on. Orville Anderson. James Gavin. George Mahon (319 vice-president). Bill Mahl. Stanton Johnson. Robert Bond. Franx Tollinger, Charles Jones, Dan Adams. Sixth row —Jack Kdgccumbc, Vivian Murray. Vernon Kessler. Ira I carn, Helen Larson. Jane Beanman. Orville I.uers, Rome Clinton. Henry Gibb. Elbert Conrad. George Grandland. Frank Greene. Lewi Bernier. Peanut Hegg. At fay Raymond. Seventh row Priscilla Rinehart. Marion Olson. Beverley Kronick. Nancy Warns ley (209 president), Margaret Evans. Victor Bergevin. Beatrice Stein. Winifred Ward. Esther Loken. Ilaxel Bakken, Jean Richardson, Leonard Douglas, Byron Hartkopf, Schuyler Woodhull (209 secretary). Eighth row- Lawrence Dreiman. Don McClure. Charles Crain. Burton Kees, James Woodruff. Howard l. wln, Dick Robb. Whitney Alger. Stephen Baxter (209 vice-president). Paul Suby. Bill This , Russell S'rceter (319 president). Robert Monchan, George Burt. Edgar Ingalls. GOODBYE TO JEFERSON (To be suny to the tunc of “School Days ) Jefferson, Jefferson, We bid goodbye to Jefferson. Many the hours we’ve spent with thee Pond'ring on English and C. L. P. The paper we’ve brought for your paper sales Would build a pile higher than all our fails; But though we must go you’ll always know That we are for Jefferson High. Jefferson, Jefferson, We bid goodbye to Jefferson. We’ve talked when we shouldn’t in every room. In music wo couldn’t quite sing in tune. More education we leave to learn In West High and Central, but we’ll return; For the scarlet and black will bring us back To Jefferson, our Junior High. AN SB TO THE 9A’S HELEN STEIN METZ The 9A’s are a merry group, Oh! a merry group are they. They bustle around, a-selling tickets, All the live-long day. The 9A’s are a busy group, Gathering subscriptions for the paper. Hear their merry laughter ring, As in and out of rooms they caper. Oh! a happy, merry group are they We’re all very sorry they’re going away, The 9A’s we’ll ne’er forget, Their leaving we’ll e’er regret. Oh! good-bye happy group of 9A’s. The Jeffersonian Page 9 JEFFERSON 9-B’s OF HOME ROOMS 3 3 AND 321 first i ow—l ft to right: Betty Ann footer. Marcella Clark. June Dcnfieltl, Adeline Anderson. Ethel Anderson, future Callander, Alid.j Free he. Katherine Belden. Jcnn Merrick (vice president), Dorothy Fisk. Second row Mary Green, Boh Jenwn. (president), Helen Jana Harrison. Harlen Housen. Mary lender . Vera Godfrey, Elmo Soevilli. Third row Vernon Blickfeldt, (treasurer). Bill Goolcy. Willard Cumminns. Georwe Graham, Sylvester Mack. Kldridgc Cowan, Wallace Swanson. Jerome Bngnc. George fink ham. James Lyons. Vincent Carnia. Kim Cole, fourth row Dick Simons. Russel Anderson. fifth row Olive Edgley. Elixnheth White. Ro� e Morgan. Lois Roma, (secretary), Betty Weecka (vice president). Joan Helk, Virginia Lm Daniels (president). Lilyan Cherry. Sixth row Virginia Auer. Marrietta Fan fir Id. Frances Forney, Leanorc Sloan. Barbara Odell. Margaret Johnson. Florence Schenck. Joyce Shaw, Arthur Admunson, Olga Kuchynka. Seventh row Jrck Smalley, Ray Falnr.er, Ion Dodds, Sybil Sinker. Yvonne Walker, Clarence Hlllerance. Earl Van Vnlkcnberg, Charles Cline. Berwell, Berwcll Keyes. Fred Hoover. Eighth row- Philip Hill. Rudolph Koecmla. Richard Dahlen, Howard Saschonsky. Ix wcl Cameron. Bob Templeton. George Pierceaon. Ninth row Otis Marsh, Edward Cramer. Ilnrvey Lageroon. C lv|n DeLnittre. WHY I PREFER HUMAN MUSIC ARLEEN BASS (Arleen Bass a 310 member of the 9A class won first prize honors and twenty-five dollars in cash in a local music essay contest with this essay.) I jet us picture for a moment Heethoven the great composer, entering a modem movie house. As he is about to ascend the huge carpeted staircase he pauses a moment and then taps the shoulder of an usher standing near. “Pray tell me,” he requests, “what that sound I hear may be.” The usher looks at the inquirer with a puzzled expression upon his face. “Oh, you mean the music?” “Music!” a look of incredulity appears on the composer’s countenance. “Surely you are mistaken! Music!” He is extremely indignant, but presently his face softens and an amused look appears, as if he were enjoying inward mirth. “Music,” he muses and his smile fades into one of deep pity. “Poor souls,” he murmurs, turning away, “they know not the beauty of real tones.” This is somewhat the same impression we get upon entering a theatre where artificial music is played. The mechanical sound offends our sensitive ears, and if we are used to true music we cannot enjoy the picture through which it plays. Down with canned music! Forward with real musicians! Pride costs us more than hunger, thirst, and cold. The Jeffersonian Page 10 BOY ATHLETIC CHAMPIONS Flint row—Left to right: Wally Tuft, golf: Willard Cummin . basketball, (capl.L hockey. and aerviee ball; Moiral Pamerleau. service ball and basket ball: Hob JcnM-n. basket boll, service ball and hockey: Vernon Hllchfe’dt. «rvic« b ll (rapt..) bnsket hall ?nd hockey: Bill Cooley, service ball, basket ball and hockey. I captain) ; Dick Simons, hockey; Sylvester Mack, basket ball, service ball and htekey : Wayne Wilde. homeahoe: Carleton Derum lab-ont), basket ball and hockey. Second row Wallace Swanson, service ball: Arnold Anderson, service ball: Klsworth fleeter, basket ball: Fred Sexsmith. basket ball: John Hanson, basket ball: Thomas James, basket ball: Harry Philips, basket ball. Third rjw Arnold Dahlin. service trail; George Tinkhnm. service ball: Kim Cole, service ball: Jerome Rogne. service ball: Edward •Meyers, service ball: Lawrence Richard , service ball: George Graham, service ball, basket hall and hockey: James Lyon, service boll: Earle Van Wulkenberg. tennis. CLASS HISTORY OF 309 Continued from Page 5 hangs in our room at the present time. Among the prominent students of 309 are: James Haven, seventh grade, best all around boy; Lydia Wright, sexenth grade best all around girl; Franklin Westphal, eighth grade best all a.ound boy; Beatrice Staple, eighth grade all around girl; Lincoln Smith, the present president of our room; Helen Belle Boice, 9 A class president; Lincoln Smith, cartoonist; Ann Lajoie, most talented girl. SOME JEFFERSONIAN SAYINGS 1 have ever deemed it more honorable and profitable, too, to set a good example than to follow a bad one. Conscience is the only clue that will eternally guide a man clear of all doubts and inconsistencies. WONDERS OF THE AMERICAN DESERT Mile; and miles of painted sa; d stre.ch onward like an endless sea. Sagebrush and cactus are the only vegetation. A lew Mexican s in their adobe huts are the only inhabitants. Many tin cans and dilapidated cars that line the road are mute evidences that civilization has found its way to this silent place also. All the forces cf man are making this spot blossom forth in all its glory. The great American desert, one landmark that has stood through the ages, is slowly brt surely being conquered. CLASS HISTORY OF ROOM 307 Continued from Page 4 We are 9A’s at last, and, in the final election for the whole 9A group, two of our own members have been honored: Elizabeth Ann Fawkes was elected secretary, and John Erb, treasurer. We greatly regret leaving this splendid school and wish to thank Mr. Sifert and our teachers for the way they have tried to lead us to success in our studies, and victory in our sports. The Jeffersonian Page 11 THE GIRL ATHLETIC CHAMPIONS Klr� t iow Left to ritrht: Sylvan Meixner. Mlltlr.M Hoppe. Mtrtha Mclm. Ilnrtwol StromU'rv. Annette Strand, (captain), Gertrude ! pixnirn.. n. Mirian Grahrm. Audrey Valiquettc. IxaiIm: Hdnicn. Str« n.l row Ai.etn Dwyor. Irene hwyir, P.-tticia Weld. Jrnet K. Moratrcm. UsrjtH Purnell. Margaret Nel� on. Ann Avery. Helen IKckcnmn. Kathleen Ilrrdin, Orl NcIImmi, Marian Meyers. l oris Sad tm. n. THE STORM RUTH NYE BELL ( lx pictured by William Tell Overture ) A soft whispering breeze swept over the grassy valley overlooked by mountains which stood like sentinels in the distance. The contented cattle were grazing in the valley, while farther up the mountain, daring goats frisked happily about It was a very picture of peace and pastoral contentment. Then out of the West came clouds. They chased one another about the sky and were thought to be of no harm. But it proved contrary for the sky darkened and the little clouds became one huge mass of black-ne s. The wind rose and, shrieking into every nook and corner, blotted out the peaceful scene. The rain fell, the lightning Mashed, and the thunder broke forth in startling peals. The storm with all its fury descended upon the valley. A s suddenly as it had come, the storm was gone. The sun. just setting behind the purple hills in the distance, added its resplendent glory to the picture of the freshened valley with its new beauty and life. It was once more a peaceful valley, for the wind had subsided, and a soft breeze had blown away the clouds. Just as the sun went down behind the distant mountains, the shepherds played a song upon their mellow pipes of reeds as if in farewell to the closing day. Continued from Pajre 2 a fairy queen, “and the star shall be yours if you are willing to wait and work for it. Beautiful things come only through striving.” One bright morning the apple tree was happily surprised when she awoke and all her branches were covered with delicate pink blossoms. When the blossoms were gone, to her surprise there were loads of little green apples. Day by day she gloried in her treasure, caring for her baby apples. Because she lived not only i'herself, she received her promise. Therefore, new you will find in the center of every apple a str.r, while tucked snugly away in each tiny point cf this star is a brown seed which the apple tree d: lights in having us plant. Continued frem Page 3 cloc’c is a relic that is highly prized by my grand-lather. It is an old musket earned in the Revolutionary war by some great, great uncle of grandfather’s, who lost his life in the Battle of Bunker Hill. The musket is old and rusty, and the leather strap by which it is suspended is nearly worn in two. An air of antiquity, which I love, prevails in the room, and causes me to spend a great deal of my time in it when I visit Northfield every summer. THE PRESIDENTS COUNCIL Fir row left jo riuhts Ann Av«ry. President: Marilyn Ad«m� . Susanna Kwalt. Elaine Cheney. Irma Bonttel. Viol Johnaon. Melony Wilmer. Rosemary White. Kvnvtcne Saunders, Secretary. Second row —Bod Jenaan. Kdward Koraat. Lincoln Smith Parker Reed. Jerome Malvahill. Verne Lewis. Third row Renee Whitting. Virginia Daniels. Nancy S am.ley. Itetty Works. Barbara Odell. Mary Jane Unox. fourth row George Webatcr. John Erb. vice-president: Don Daily. Stephen Baxter. DcWitt Kline. Ralph Laycock. WASHINGTON’S AIRPLANE RIDE Continued from Page I pilots of these machines. The usual rate of speed is from sixty to one hundred miles per hour.” “Impossible!” gasped Washington, “a horse can only make eight miles to the hour.” Lindbergh went on to prove his statement and tell his story. “Lieutenant D’Arcy Grieg made three hundred twenty-one miles per hour in his seaplane. If you want me to prove this I will take you up in my Ryan monoplane.” “Is there any danger?” inquired Washington as he anxiously looked out of the window at an airplane sailing gracefully in the sky. Lindy assured him there was no danger and rushed him to the flying field. “It looks as though it were a monstrous bird,” thought Washington as he scanned the giant plane. Lindy started the motor and soon they were above the clouds. “There was a boom and a crash and then all was still. Lindbergh found himself lying on the floor; he had fallen out of his chair. “It is too bad that it was only a dream,” said Lindbergh as he put on his coat to try out his new plane. MORNING SUSANNE EWALT When I first go into the garden, I cannot see much. Nature is like a white veil upon which odd masses are sketched. Everything smells sweet and moves under the freshening breeze of the dawn. The sun becomes clearer, but it has not yet torn the veil behind which hide the meadow, the valley, and the hills on the horizon. The nightly dews still hang like silver on the cold green grass. The first ray of sun—another ray. The small flowers seem to awake joyously, and each is hung with dew drops. The chilly leaves are moved by the morning air. I see nothing, yet everything is there. The landscape lies entirely hidden by the veil, but the sun finally lifts it and permits me to see the glistening lake, the meadow, and the cottages. The sun has risen. Life begins a new day in the fields and cottages. The flowers lift up their heads and the birds fly here and there. Later the sun scorches the earth. All becomes heavy. The flowers hang their heads and the birds are silent. The Jeffersonian Page 13 HISTORY OF 310 Continued from Page 6 of our scholastic standing. Our home room honor roll, based on the same principles as those of our school, has been an incentive to each one. The members whose names have occurred most frequently, on this much-to-be-desired list, are Robert Levinson, who has obtained his third scholastic “J,” and Bill Mather, who has obtained one. Other members of our class who have risen to places on this coveted role are: Roberta Shine, Marjorie Waddington, Fathering Wedge, Elaine Cheney, Arleen Bass, and James Mnek. Any worth while school activity could depend upon the hearty co-operation of 310. We have worked faithfully on paper sales and we have fully contributed our part to the 9A memorial fund, by numerous candy sales, as well as active sales work for the movies. And now the time has ripened, when we as a group must say farewell; farewell to our home room adviser, who has been a cheer-leader through all of our countless experiences; farewell to our teachers; and farewell to our classmates. The three years through which we have now passed at Jefferson Junior High are only one step to be recorded on the universal pages of time. ... Room 117 has a picture entitled “Pilgrims Going to Church.” It is a hand colored copy of a painting by George Boughton, an Englishman. The clear cold days of midwinter are shown by the dark blue sky behind the dense forest surrounding the snowy path on which the Pilgrims are walking. It is Sunday and they are going to the church which is separated from the village. All the men except Elder Brewster and Miles Standish wear the same kind of costume. It consists of dark shoes and stockings, knee breeches, a doublet or cape, and a wide brimmed hat. Miles Standish wears the same things with an addition of a breast plate and a smaller hat. Elder Brewster wears dark shoes and stockings, a long skirt-like robe which comes to his shoe tops, and a black, close-fitting cap. The women wear shoes and stockings, a long skirt, aprons and shawls. Everybody seems happy and is conversing merrily, probably about the events taking place in England. The men are looking about for Indians or wild beasts. In this picture the artist has shown the Pilgrims, surrounded by the dangers and hardships that their belief in freedom of worship brought upon them. 320 CLASS HISTORY ' Continued from Pa e 7 we repeated for the P.T.A. A paper sale victory gave us a fine big dictionary and it was with pride and pleasure that we signed our names on the fly leaf. We practiced our 8A powers of persuasion, by begging and beseeching our parents to attend a certain P.T.A. meeting. Although we were only 50 per cent successful our efforts were generously rewarded by the P.T.A. who gave us a cash prize with which we bought a dictionary stand and an ever handy paper cutter. I ter they rewarded our ticket sale efforts for their minstrel show by giving us a framed copy of a beautiful lithograph of Westminster Abbey. We are very grateful to them for this lovely picture. Our members during this year were found in the glee clubs, band, orchestra, Round Table, and Council. 0 yes, there were eighth grade lessons, too. We were especially thrilled in making our little N.E.A. contribution. Omne initium est difficile, or in plain English, every beginning is hard. This proverb proved itself not only in Latin but in all our subjects. What was a community, a gerund, third io conjugation, hypotenuse, and acetylene? How did one ever memorize the keys on a typewriter?-The honor roll shrank noticeably. We did our best in athletics this year. Both the boys’ basket ball team and the girls’ volley ball team played in the finals but lost to our able.opponents. Our paper carrying muscles did not go back on us however, and we claim to have won more sales and carried more tons of paper for the glory of our Junior High than any other class in the history of this school. Procedimus—we are advancing—in fact so rapidly it’s almost time to leave. Memorial movies have been given, while our faithful collectors are trying to assure us an Annual. The political power of our candidates showed itself stronger in the campaign speech making than in vote getting; however, our Council members are giving their best effort to aid our newly elected class officers. As we are nearing promotion we look back with pleasure at these events. We practiced cooperation and hope that future 320’s will do the same. Though we are anxious to go on to Senior High, as our Class poet has said, “We’ll return; for the scarlet and black will bring us back to Jefferson, our Junior High.” 12