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

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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

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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

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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.