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

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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 - -

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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