Kouts High School - Kostang Yearbook (Kouts, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 66 of the 1913 volume:

INTRODUCTION. HE Senior Class of Kouts High School have edited this Annual as a parting token of their four years High School work. Prior to the present year no larger group of accom- plished Seniors have stepped out into tin1 arena with their accompanying talents and ambitions. It contains Musicians whose selections never fail to arouse the innermost feelings of the hearer; Historians who are excelled by few; Mathematicians whose demonstra tions never bear criticism; Artists whose productions are most true to nature. We, the Class of 1913, wish to express our high appreciation and most hearty thanks to those who have helped ns in making our Annual a success; to the representatives of the remaining classes who have contributed articles to this Annual and to the members of tin faculty and school as a whole, who have helped make our period of High School work one of pleasure. We are greatly indebted to the business men who have aided us in making this publication possible. To Mr. Hofferth, who has kindly assisted us in cartoons and illustrations, we wish to extend our thanks. We sincerely hope that our courage and righteousness in this work will have an everlasting influence among men. THE PRESIDENT. TRIBUTE TO THE SCHOOL. II! KOl'TN High School, we bring to you Our hands and hearts most true! Thy colors over us shall wave While Kankakee’s brink the waters lave. Through your halls we wandered free. Now we extend our thanks to thee. We praise thee not for forming sages Nor boast thy riches from your pages; But fruits of arduous toil we see Adorns this school with dignity; With virtues’ thrift thy fields have grown, Thy fame has passed beyond thine own. Thy sons are strong, thv daughters fair, And from thy halls with courage rare They go to spread afar thy fame And to the world proclaim thy name; In halls of wisdom, in haunts of praise, On the path of life, thy blessings raise. In parting we breathe many sighs. Our hearts in praise to thee arise. Our eyes are full, our voices break, We would stay near for thy dear sake. But tho’ many storms may glide between Our love shall keep your memory keen. The mission of our life shall be Forever, to remember thee! To keep this remembrance fresh in bloom, Our hearts shall be its fatal tomb, And Zeus shall lend his utmost care With memory to embalm it there. KATHERINE DRAZER, ’13. E. E. WEIGHT, B. S. Superintendent KATHRYN K. KRING. Algebra and Commercial Arithmetic E. M. ROBERTSON. A. B. Brine i ini 1 HARRIET A. FELTON. Music and Drawing TO OUR FACULTY. '■qjft AIR Fortune has given us a faculty rare, And 1 am sure you’ll agree still more, That few other faculties can compare With our great and distinguished four; They were our bright and leading star, Guiding us along Wisdom’s way, Their voices so often heard from afar, Calling us from work and play. They were good, true, kind and wise, Teaching every noble rule. Well can we call them our High School prize And our Memory’s brightest jewel. So we thank thee, dear faculty, one and all, And always of you fondest memories recall. MARIK RYAN, ’13. SENIOR CLASS Class Colors—Brown and Old Gold Class Flower—Yellow Rose Class Motto— Labor Omnia Vincit □ □ □ CLASS OFFICERS RUSSELL LaCOUNT......................President OLEY BETTERTON..................Vice President RAYMOND BENKIE,......................Secretary EMIL HOFFERTH........................Treasurer FRED WELCH, ....... Marshal MEMBERS Emil Hofferth Mabelle Paul Raymond Benkie Marie Ryan Mamie Wolbrandt May Handly Rachel Covert Lee Ryan Martha Arnold Frank Welch Pearle Trinkle Eva Noland Ella Johnston Fred Welch Lenora Kosanke EX-MEMBERS Harry Hayes Anna Leser Harry Kruell Roxie Anderson Frank Cincoski Russell LaCount Oley Betterton Rose Welch Katherine Drazer Ethel Baker Leslie LaCount Oscar Maxwell Wilber Ely THE HISTORY OF THE KOUTS HIGH SCHOOL. E MAY trace the history of the Kouts High School from the year 1899 when it began its career as a two year course school. Since that time this school has steadily risen until it has become at last one of the highest; that of a commis- sioned school. The term was lengthened to a three year course in the year 1902 and remained as such until the year of 1907, when it was put on the certified list and given a four years course. About this time two more instructors were added to the High School faculty, being a Principal and a Music and Drawing Instructor. The present Superintendent of the Kouts High School is Mr. E. E. Wright, who began his career as the Superintendent of the Public School of Kouts, lnd., in 1907. The first Principal was Miss Leach, who only remained one year. The second Principal was Miss Atkins, who also left after serving for one year, to take up the position as Principal of the Wheeler High School. The third Principal was Miss Tofte, who instructed us for three years, when she was called upon to accept the position as Principal of the Hebron High School. Miss Tofte was followed by Mr. Robertson, who is with us at the present time. In the eventful year of 1907 Miss Viant was called upon to instruct us in Music and Drawing. She continued to instruct for three years, when she was succeeded by Miss Felton, who is our present instructor. In the beginning of the school year of 1910 the State Board of Edu- cation granted our school a commission. The first graduates to grad- uate from the commissioned school were Miss Clara Young and Arthur LaCount. The Class of 1911 was the largest class that had graduated from this school, as it consisted of eleven graduates. Another instructor was added to the High School faculty in the year of 1912, namely, Miss Katherine Kring. The Class of 1913 consisted of fourteen members, making the larg- est class since the beginning of the school. We most sincerely hope that the Kouts High School shall prosper in the future and he able to send out such classes of graduates as the school may reasonably he proud of. FRED C. WELCH, ’13. MABELLE PAUL, Class Prophetess. Whene’er we see your smiling eyes All filled with hope, joy and light. We hope no sorrow will ever rise To dim your hopes so bright. RAYMOND BENKIE, Secretary. He produces song and music sweet Always fresh, new and fair. It always proves a treat And helps to banish care. MARIE RYAN, Editorial Department. h riend, if like an ancient sage, By any magic my hand so free Could write upon this page Our many wishes for thee. MAMIE WOLBRANDT. Ediiorial Dept. Maiden! With meek brown eyes. In thy heart the dew of youth Like the dusk in evening skies On thy lips the smile of truth. RUSSELL LaCOUNT, President. When this class has passed The fourth mile-stone, Russell, we will thank you at last For all the kindness shown. PEARLE TRINKLE, Class Historian. Our Pearl happy, merry and free May you ever be like now. First of the class, precious gem of the sea. And never wear a troubled brow. EVA NOLAND, Editorial Department. Your true, encouraging smile Shall ever please the heart When in the after while, We are far, far apart. EMIL HOFFERTH. Treasurer. His is the fate of a gifted man. Pride of town, school and hall, As cartoonist, poet, orator, he can Master them, one and all. ELLA JOHNSTON, Editorial Department. In recalling High School days. We shall remember your courage and cheer Guided us over weary ways, Day after day and year after year. LENORA KOSANKE, Editorial Department. Of all the crowns with glittering crest. The symbol of strength and victory. Knowledge seems to suit you best, May it bring laurels to thee. OLEY BETTERTON. Vice President. Oley always with his books. Already one of the sages, We all can read in his looks More than a million pages. ROSE WELCH, Editorial Department. Behold our lovely and precious Rose, Charming, beautiful and free. Our countenance ever glows Whene’er we gaze on thee. FRED WELCH. Marshal. Take thou success! And may it be The battle cloud's encircling power. Preserve it! It will help thee In many dark and trying hour. KATHERINE DRAZER. Class Poetess. For you our wishes never cease. May fair fortune be at thy side, Her blessing is the light of peace, Wisdom and honor her pride. SENIOR CLASS HISTORY. INETEEN-TH1RTEEN is called upon to record the deeds of lier years of High School work upon the pages of history. Soon this great seat of learning will no longer claim us. __________The history of our four years of work which is now nearing its completion is very interesting. At the beginning of our career, 1909, twenty-seven merry boys and girls were enrolled. This is the largest Freshman Class in the historv of K. H. S. During this year we labored diligently in the fields of Botany and Algebra under Mr. Wright; English and German under Miss Tofte and Music and Drawing under Miss Viant. Despite examinations, book reviews and the thoughts of orations, the year closed with success. In the autumn of 1910 we returned as Sophomores. Alluring fields of opportunity had appealed to some, thus causing our ranks to become thinner. Nevertheless, we studied on with great zeal. Botany was dropped and Algebra and “The History of the Ancients” were continued under Mr. Wright. Interesting lessons in German and Eng- lish were again taken up under Miss Tofte, and Music and Drawing under Miss Felton. During the first half of the term Algebra was completed. We then began the study of Geometry; the thoughts of which “fairly made us shiver.” But with great determination we made our first credit in it. The latter part of May brought to a close our Sophomore days. Autumn 1911 all assembled as “Jolly Juniors.” The “beloved Geometrical Exercises” were again taken up. In German we soon learned that: “Einer mus heiraten” (Every one must marry). Inter- esting were the great tragedies of “Hamlet” and “Macbeth.” During the first half of this term Geometry was completed. We then entered the great field of Commercial Arithmetic, where under the guidance of Miss Kring we were soon taught the method of writing checks and notes. The year again closed with success. Autumn 1912 we returned as Seniors, hut fourteen in number. But to our disappointment we failed to meet our “black-eyed” principal who had so faithfully worked with us the preceding years. Her absence was replaced by Mr. Robertson. Very interesting were the lessons in Physical Geography under him. Here we soon learned what a mesa (may saw) was, and last hut least that great topic: “Atmospheric Coloration.” In Physics we learned: “Why Raymond falls upon the floor after releasing the hold on his pencil.” 16 Our German lessons were a thing of the past. We began the study of Latin. Ere long we were able to conjugate “atno” (love), one of the most important words in the Latin language. Physical Geography having been completed the first half of the term, we took up the “History of English Literature” under Mr. Rob ertson. In due time we became familiar with the “Poetic Forms, especially the “love-song.” This year has been one of much enjoyment. Ever since ye came to K. H. S. we have looked forward to this year with pleasure, for: “As Presides we dreamed of it, As Sophs we longed for it, As Juniors we envied it, As Seniors we HAVE it.” We have trodden the path behind ns and not always did we find it any easy one. Many were the times we experienced the scratches of thorns where we had expected roses. But despite the many trials that confronted us. we the class of ’Id and fourteen in number have stood shoulder to shoulder in fair and stormy weather. The result is that we are the largest graduating class K. H. S. has ever produced. When glancing back over our High School days it seems but a very short time. And as these dear days are now drawing to a close we cannot help but experience a feeling of sadness, for soon we will part from those with whom we have been associated these four years. Many are the warm friendships we have, formed these four years and it is a sad experience to part from them. We wish to extend our thanks to Miss King, Mr. Wright and Mr. Robertson for their faithfulness shown to us, through this our last year’s work. But we must be off with a firm determination to conquer the new fields which confront us. But before our departure we desire to say: “Farewell, God speed you on vour wav; mav your vears be long and prosperous.” ' ' ' PEARL TRINKLE, ’13. SIGHT TRANSLATION. RIGHT student picking up Caesar—Latin’s a cinch. Listen: “Forte dux in aro”—forty ducks in a row. “Passus sum jam”—pass us some jam. “ Boni leges Caesares”—bony legs of Caesar. “Wicissim”—we kiss ’em. And yet he wondered why they laughed. RESIGNATION. (CLASS POEM) HERE is now tlie smile that brightened, Every Senior’s noble brow ? Has not their faces lightened Since they are parting now! Not yet lost is all the perfection Gained in High School’s merry reign. Wisdom alone claims direction, May we anchor here again? Passing years in pleasant weather Golden Rule’s best teaching heed, Soon on other shores will gather After wanderings vast indeed. 18 Pleasant hours are swiftly flying. Making haste to untrod ways. New days dawning, darkening, dying. Snatch away our care-free days. Tempus fugit. E’en our tears Fail to tempt him to delays. Thro’ history’s column he steers. Only Hope and Friendship stays. Tasks of duty and changing dreams Hear the same familiar strain, While music and plaintive themes Hush melodious thro’ our brain. School days fly, our youth depriving, Far removing fondest years. In return for truth and striving So banish all distracting fears. Science, art and language wended Teachers noble, grand, serene. Have our narrow realms extended Nearer shores before unseen. New tasks every day beset us. Thousand varied duties call, Summoning each to hope and trust. Face them boldly one and all. Could we come our minds pledged Youthful visions to content? Can the bird remain unfledged Ever in the foliage tent? Phoebus’ chariot often brightens As he nears the golden west. So we hope our mind enlightens All dark trivials to divest. Not with cloaks of inky blackness, Not with visage most deject, Nor our eyes with tears of bitterness, Can our inmost soul detect. 1!) Oil! Gone! Forever gone mo more Shall High School light our way Along the rocks of education’s shore, When only truth can stray. Let our unceasing, earnest prayer Thro’ all the dark, desperate fight, lie, too, for light,—for strength to bear I's safely to the right. Is the hour of parting past ! Must our trembling feet, Waft us from K. II. S. at last To life’s still retreat ? Now farewell, we’ll sorrow banish, Aided still by memories bright, And tin smile with which they vanish Leaves in us a strengthening light. Memories not soon doomed to perish O’er the class of Ft’s way, May our sister classmen cherish Them, when far, far away. KATHFRINK DRAZFH, ’Id. MUSIC. HAKESPEAKE says, “That man that hath no music in his soul nor is not moved by the concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. The motions of his spirit are as dull as night and his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.” This seems a hard expression of Shakespeare, yet were we to can- vass the world over to find a man that has no music in himself, would be to search one out of ten thousand. There are but few mortals that are so hardened to all that is pure and holy, that some gentle strain sometime in their lives will not awaken a deep and holy feeling within them. Show me the person whose heart music can never move to emo- tion and I will show you a person upon whom the prayers of a father, the tears of a mother, or the caresses of a sister would have no more effect that the golden sunlight upon earth’s deepest cavern. Why weeps that convict in his dark stone cell? Ah, he is hearing a well remembered melody of his innocent childhood, or the song in which he and his sister, now dead perhaps, used to join voices, or the old solemn tune his father used to play on the instrument. For what is that weary exile in a far distant land sighing? For home? Ah, some popular air falls upon his ear, recalling the play-ground of his happy youth. Music, what is it? The first account of it on record was at the laying of the foundation of the earth. When the earth was made, its rocky spires thrown up, its forest harps all strung, its ocean organs tuned, the earth raised its everlasting anthem to the chorus of the skies. Music means not merely sounds adapted to particular emotions, a set of notes, a warbling voice, or a strain of melting sweetness; it means not only this, but more. A single word or expression may be full of music and stir the pulses to new and better emotions or lift the soul to higher joys. The harmony of a well rendered life is most graceful music. If only sounds were music, how many would be denied that delightful solace. Some there are that can not sing or even play an instrument, yet their natures are the finest harps from which unheard melodies are constantly ascending. Music makes up such a part of our nature that so completely surrounds us in this vocal world of ours that its influence begins at the cradle and ends only at the grave. It wel- comes at the opening morning of life and sobs softly at the close of out- earthly existence. The cradle song and the funeral dirge are the over- ture and the finale. The stem warrior yields to the influence of music, a blast of the trumpet and whole armies rush forth to die, a peal of the organ and countless numbers kneel in praver. Oh, the bewitching spell of music, what heart does not feel relief from sorrow at the chimes of merry bells; what heart does not feel a sense of sadness at the toll 21 of a funeral knell. It does not matter how revised the taste may he. music itself is sure to gratify the sense and the soul. The low hum-like music of the Chinese satisfies his ear, the skin drum and rude life satisfy the African, while the more acute sense of the Italian ear feasts upon the exquisite notes of the harp and violin. The deep echoes of the Alpine horn awaken a feeling of home, country and liberty that cannot he crushed in the heart of the Swiss. The Scotch Highlander engaged in foreign service [lines for his moun- tain home, its lovely towns and lofty crags, when he hears the well remembered notes of Lochabar Ne Mare. And even our own native born Whittier, whether amid polar snows, Arabian sands or the sunny plains of Italy, feels his soul moved to its very center when forever through the breeze comes the echoes of that song of all songs, “Home, Sweet Home.” How often when we are sad and weary with the cares of the world and when moments like these come to every one of us, we can sit by the ever cheerful fountain of music and drink our souls full and feel relief from sorrow. Music possesses a great influence over tlie lower animals. We read of a party of young people having assembled for pleasure on the side of a mountain near Lake Maggiers, Italy. One of the party took a flute and began playing. A flock of sheep and goats that were grazing at the foot of the mount flocked around the musician and stood in motionless delight. He ceased playing, the flock stood still and the shepherd could only effect a retreat of the flock with clubs and stones. Stephen says he once saw a lion leave its prey to listen to music. The stag, elephant, reindeer and antelope are all said to be susceptible to music. The excitement of the horses and hounds when they hear the hunter’s horn, is well known. The old farm horse in the whiffle-tree answers with a cheerful neigh for the welcome call of his master’s dinner bell. Tf it lias such charms for the lower animals, well may its influence be over the human race, whose sensibilities, fond asso- ciations and tender recollections can be awakened by its bewitching spell. No wonder it mingles itself in all our pursuits. Tt quiets the babe on the mother’s breast as she sings her soothing lullaby. It rouses tin patriot’s zeal, it stirs up the spirit of revelry or raises it to devotion, it calls the religious devotee to worship, it prompts the philanthropist to his generous work, the freeman to the temple of liberty, the friend to the altar of friendship and the lover to his beloved. Tt strengthens, empowers and elevates them all. The world is full of music, for sweet is the milkmaid’s song as she plies her task, its cadence falling alike upon her own ear and that of the creature that supplies her pail. The roar of the winter’s blast through the naked boughs of the forest, the jingle of the sleigh-bells, the laugh of the pleasure party, the shout of the school bov: in the summer the gentle whispers of the breeze, the song of the birds, the rustle of the leaves, the neighing of horses, the lowing of the cattle, the bleating of sheep, the nunhle of the reaper, the murmur of the brook and sweet echoes returning from rock to glen, when all is silent, not even a leaf astir, is music asleep. Music, the very word thrills with melody. Sing it to the wind, sound it on the timbrel, pick it on the harp, tune it on the lyre, roll it on the organ, blast it on the bugle or peal it on the trumpet. We have said that music welcomes at the opening morn of life and sobs softly at the close of our earthly existence, the cradle hymn, the funeral dirge. And is that all ? Xot all? Not if the books tell the truth. Music itself will awaken the world on the day of resurrection. The trumpet shall sound and the dead will be raised. Thus, when it sounds, may we hear sweet refrains of music in that celestial home bevond the skies. MABELLE PAUL, ’13. OCCASIONAL ADDRESS. HE Kouts High School for our education Was constructed by some good citizens of our nation. The materials, though weathered and bad, Are the best that for money could be had. If the Seniors echo its standard charm They will stand shoulder to shoulder and arm to arm. As for Seniors we’ve got the old company yet, The same jovial, odd, tragic, comical set, And considering they were Freshmen in ’()!) You will agree, “They have done fine.” Our professor (himself and his speeches) We shall never forget what he teaches. And this season, everything wasn’t for fun. So we had to engage Mr. R. M. Robertson, Who was employed this season to teach Physical Geography and well-trained speech. He your taste for ludicrous, humdrum or sad, There is enough in each class to be had. So much for teachers, building and all. Now tor the Seniors, who do not return next fall. We do not know what awaits us. But in God is our trust. In taking leave we’ve only to sav, May others come to K. H. S. in the self-same wav. KATHERINE DRAZER, ’13. IN AFTER YEARS. ]R finishing my course of study in the Kouts School, my «test ambition was to study music in America, then later tinisb my education in Europe. At that time, this seemed me to be only a dream of which I dared scarcely think. In a few years, however, 1 had prepared myself at last to cross the great Atlantic and see what Europe held for me. In the meantime, Russell, who had always been our musician, even in high school days had also worked, and as I was about to leave he very calmly told me he was to accompany me. The first year in Europe we spent together merely in sight-seeing. Then we were both ready for work. Russell’s work went along nicely and soon he was composing and in time was known in all parts of the world as one of the greatest of the music masters. When I had studied to my heart’s content 1 decided to leave my renowned cousin and return to my own land. Scenes and faces all seemed strange and unfamiliar to me until by chance 1 caught sight of a face, lighted with smiles and a pair of eyes 24 twinkling with a gleam of mischief, which could belong to no one save my former classmate, Katherine Drazer. By this accidental meeting L was fortunate in being one of the first to congratulate her on the suc- cess of her last great book. Nor was Katherine the only one of my old friends whom 1 had the opportunity of congratulating on the first day after my arrival in my home-land, for in the evening as I stepped into a hotel where 1 was to remain a few days, some one grasped my hand and told me to please remember an old friend called “Sis” by playful school fellows in days of K. H. S. In those days hadn’t we all said Marie would some day he a great person in the political world? We had not been mistaken, for she now told me that recently she had been chosen United States Congressman of the Tenth District of Indiana. Our state, of course, had not been slow to see the value of woman suffrage. Marie urged me to go to Washington with her, but 1 was somewhat reluctant as 1 wished to see more of my old friends, if 1 could find them. She said one of them might at most any time be found in the White House. President? No, but Raymond Benkie was usually there with his betrothed, the daughter of our President. 1 was given the honor of playing his wedding march. My journey from Washington to Chicago was made in an automo- bile in the company of acquaintances. Everything went well and each hour new pleasures were extended to me by passing through cities and places which brought to me pleasant memories of days gone by. We were spinning along quite swiftly on a lovely stretch of country road when 1 looked ahead and saw another car coming toward us at a terrific speed. Suddenly, crash------and I remembered no more until I awoke with my head dizzy and queer and feeling very much as if 1 were ill or injured. Surely enough, I was in bed and who was this bending over me, with such a charming, smiling face? Could I believe my eyes? Yes, it was my dear old “pal,” Lenora, in a nurse’s uniform and speak- ing to me in her old, affectionate manner. “Do not try to talk, dear,” she said, “and I will try to tell you all about the place that you are in and why. But first let me bring in the physician who has put me in charge of you.” And then she brought in Mamie Wolbrandt. Dr. Wolbrandt in a very scientific way greeted me, felt my pulse, gave the nurse the instructions, told her above all things to keep me quiet. Then she left us. Lenora told me to lie very quietly and she would explain matters. “You probably remember a car coming toward you near a bend in the road,” she began. “The chauffeur had lost control of his car and as you came around the bend there was a collision and you were hurt. Not very seriously and it will not be many days until you can be out again. Your friends knew that Dr. Wolbrandt was your friend and so they very wisely brought you here to her sanitorium in Chicago. When I heard of it I was on a special case, but in a short time I found 25 a substitute and came to you. II’ 1 could allow you to talk, I suppose one of your first questions would be to ask why I was not at New York to meet you. I intended giving up my beloved work to go about with you for awhile and so I thought you would not care if I stayed with the Doctor for a few more days to care for her patients while she took a short vacation. She has been so successful that it is almost impossible for her to leave unless I am here and to the best of my ability take her place. Now you know ail 1 can tell you for a little while.” It was only a short time until 1 was again able to be about and finally 1 was able to go to my old home. Lenora, of course, accompanied me to see that 1 was properly cared for and at the same time to make up for the time we had been separated. One day there came a letter bearing the post mark of a town in Southern California. It proved to be an invitation from Eva for henora and I to spend the winter with her. It is needless to say that it was accepted. We found Eva in one of the most beautiful homes imaginable. Everything was lovely, every post and pillar, porch and drive was within itself a work of art. Within an easy driving distance of the sea shore, it surely was an ideal spot for Eva to entertain her friends and realize her dreams of former years. As we complimented Eva and her smiling, happy husband on their exquisite taste in building such a home they eagerly told me that another of our schoolmates, Emil Hofferth, had become one of the I'nited States’ best architects and that they had only been fortunate enough to procure him to superintend the building of their “little nest” because of his every-ready desire to do all possible for the Kouts Class of ’13. As we were chatting about old times, Eva said, “1 believe you have seen all our high school graduating class but Rose, Ella, Pearle, Oley and Fred, and I think I can manage for you to see them also in a few weeks. I am planning a house party for the end of this month and they are all to be with us. Ella, you know, is returning this week from Africa, where she and her husband have been doing missionary work for the past three years. They have been promising to come for some time, but it seems they are so successful and love their work so much that they find it hard to leave. But I do not think they will fail to be here soon. “You have probably heard of the Betterton College of Washington. Our friend Oley was its founder, besides having a few letters like L. L. I)., and M. I)., follow his name. Today I had a letter from him in which he promises to be here for our party. He will also bring Pearle with him, who is the superintendent of Trinkle Hall of Betterton College. “Fred Welch, now a wealthy plantation owner in the South, has been here with us for several weeks, but today is out to dinner with some New York men—probably buying more stocks in some company. 26 “Hose, whose ‘knight came riding ’ from France with his title and his millions only a few years after our graduation, is at present touring the Western states and will stop here a few days. Somehow 1 must manage to get the entire class here, that we may have a grand class reunion and pretend we are all together once more, trying to decide whether brown and gold or old rose and silver grey are more suitable for our class colors.” Another month found each of us, even Hussell from far away tier- many, around a banquet table in Kva’s home, with our hostess proposing a toast, ‘‘To the teachers who were so kind and considerate when we were thoughtless lads and lassies in tin Kouts High School. MABELLE PAUL, ’13. PICTURES THAT CAN’T BE PAINTED. A BELLE—Angry. Pearle—Deserving a demerit. Lenora- Without a smile. Emil—In school at nine o’clock. Eva—Undignified. Marie—Not lovable. Hussell—Unpopular. Katherine—Unromantic ? The faculty sympathetic. Oley—Without his Latin. Hose—A flaxen-haired maiden. . Mamie’s blush. Raymond—Without a handkerchief. Ella—Suffragette. Fred—Studious. 1. • 3. 4. 5. Registration. Invitation. Participation. Jollification. Much Flirtation. Tale of the Flunker. (i. Procrastination. 7. Computation. 8. Investigation. 9. Disintegration. 10. Evaporization. Soliloquy of the Mathematic Student. Fellow classmates and teachers Lend me your ears! I come to flunk in this test, not to pass it. The fun that one has lives long in memory, The learning is oft forgotten with the day, Thus, it has been in my case. ROLL CALL. Agnes Radilyaek Albert Honeliouse Mabel Salzer Georgia Miller Archie Callahan Louise Kosanke Lottie Hardesty Alice Kruell Idaline Trinkle Louis Paul Margaret Betterton Clara Detleff Donald McKinnon Bessie Wolbrandt Lester Hayes Francis Libcke Leo Shutske Ruth Danielson Wayne I locket t Ella Johnston Rose Welch Emil Hofferth Katherine I) razor Raymond Benkie Eva Noland Mamie Wolbrandt Olev Betterton Mabelle Paul Fred Welch Marie Ryan Russell LaCount Pearl Trinkle Lenora Kosanke Freshmen. Miehievious youngster. .....................So bashful. Quietness personified. Meek as a lamb. Why don’t you say something? Be good and you’ll miss lots of fun. Looks like a doll. Full of Freshmen questions. Will you love me, Harry? The giant (?) of the class. Hard to overlook. Strictly a Freshman. Sophomores. .........................What a laugh. One of the quiet ones. He thinks little, but talks much. ..............................A musician. Exceedingly precocious. Always brings an excuse. Use Allen’s Foot Ease. Seniors. A rosy, cozy, charming little bud. .........................She’s a blonde (?) Always on time. .........................A budding poetess. Papa gave me a nickel. Her voice was ever sweet and low. ....................1 love, but I love in vain. At the head of his class. Bright blue eyes and curly locks. .........................Innocence Abroad. .....................................Love-sick. Words are cheap and he spends them abundantly. ..................................Well behaved. .........................She never laughs? LENORA KOSANKE, ’13. JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY. WAS in Autumn, tlie time of much gladness That five youths and three maidens came to K. H. S. with out sadness. The members who formed our Freshman class were Freya Snodgrass, Mabel Ogden, Caroline Tofte, Harry Jones, Eugene Snodgrass, .John Shutske, John Radilyack ami m_ self. We began our studies under the leadership of E. E. Wright. Miss Bertha Tofte and Miss Harriet Felton. The following year only we boys returned as Sophomores tnd were guided through our second year of hard work by the kind teachers of our Freshman year. In the autumn of 191‘J Mr. Ralph M. Robertson became principal, succeeding Miss Tofte, who accepted the same position in the Hebron High School. Only two of us boys returned, John Radilyack and my- self. Soon John |uit school in order to finish studying telegraphy, and I was left to struggle alone. 1 find my studies a pleasure and it is encouraging to listen to the Seniors recite as it makes me anxious to fill their place. 1 do school work with the hope of being a “W ise Senior” next year. LEE WILLIAMS, ’13. SETTING THE PACE DECALOGUES. THOU slialt love no other high school above K. II. S. II. Thou shall not make unto thee any written image or any likeness of anything that is in thy desk, or in thy hook inside thy desk; thou slialt not behold them or use them; for 1. thy superintendent, am a strict superintendent, visiting the iniquity of the School Board upon the pupils unto the Sophomores and Freshmen and upon those that hate me; showing mercy unto those that love me and keep my commandments. III. (To Seniors). Thou slialt not set a had example to the Freshmen. IV. Remember the eight periods, to keep them studiously. Till eight-thirty slialt thou talk and have all thy fun; hut the first hour is the hour of thy principal; in it let no one talk, thou, nor thy neighbor, nor the visitors in thy seat, for in that hour doth the demerits pile up. V Honor thy principal and thy superintendent, that thy days may he few and prosperous in the Halls of Knowledge which the city hath given thee. VI. Thou slialt envy thy neighbor’s good grades. VII. Thou slialt sit two seats from thy neighbor in all thy exams. VTII. Thou slialt not write notes. IX. Thou slialt not throw chalk or leave pins in thy neighbor’s seat. X. Thou slialt not copy thy neighbor’s lessons; thou slialt not copy thy neighbor’s Latin; nor his physics problems, nor his Geometry, nor his Algebra, nor anything that is thy neighbor’s. LATIN. Jacobus Horner, Sidebat in corner, Edens Saturnalicium pie; Inseruit thumb, Extraxit plum, Clamans quam acer puer sum I. SONG STORY. ELLO Central,” give me “Beaulah Laud” ‘‘In the Good Old Summer Time,” “As the Jacksnips Sing” ‘‘Josephine, My Joe,” ‘‘Way Down on the Farm” and ‘‘You’re as Welcome as the Flowers in May.” “We’ll Go Fishing” “On the Banks of the Wabash” and return through “The Green Fields of Virginia” to “Listen to Ihe Mocking Bird” near “My Old Kentucky Home.” “Just as the Sun Goes Down” we hear the “Coon, ( oon, Coon’ of the “Cuckoo” as “Dolly Gray” bids farewell to the “Boy in Blue” and says “We Will Meet Again” “When the Hoses Bloom.” “You Can Hear the Darkies Singing” “Swanee River” “ Where the Cotton Blossoms Grow” “My Louisiana Lou” and “O Bedelia” came from “Dixie” to be “Trixie” and be “Teasing” saving “Send Me Back My Letters” and “Good Bye” “My Lover Good Bye,” also “Meet Me at St. Louie” for “Hiawatha” will be there to greet his “Annie Laurie” as “Prince Henry” was “The Guard on the Rhine” “When the Wedding Bells Rang” out for “You and Me Kate” “The Blue Bells” will ring a “Farewell John” “When Johnny Comes March- ing Home” “Glory Halleluiah” “Home Sweet Home.” So “Please Go Way and Let Me Alone,” as “Those Wedding Bells” ring at “The Beautiful Twilight.” “Turn Me Loose.” “I Have a Feeling for You” “So Come Take a Trip in My Airship” “Back to Bal timore” for “I Know a Bank” in “Our Own Dear Land” down in “Maryland, My Maryland” where “Kind Words Can Never Die” and “I Have Roamed Over Ground” “The Old Familiar Place” “l'p the Hills” and “Down the Hills” we “Walk in Line” “Beside the Mill” “In Days of Old” “Come, Oh Come With Me” for “How Can 1 Leave Thee” for “I Am Dreaming Now of Hallie” and “The Stars are Fading” fast “And a Voice Resounds Like Thunder Peal” “Oft iiTthe Stilly Night.” “Dreaming” “I Must Have Been a Dreaming” so “Please go Wav and Let Me Sleep” “Ain’t That a Shame” so “Break the News to Mother.” “Tell Mother I’ll be There” “Just as I am.” ELLA JOHNSTON, ’13. LOST AND FOUND. )ST—Two puffs, on main street. Finder please return to Katherine Drazer. Lost, strayed or stolen—One Boston Bull Pup. Please return to Trinkle’s Hotel. Found—One powder rag. See Russell LaCount. Lost—Safety razor, engraved E. E. W. Finder please destroy. Found—“The Missing Link.” MISS KRING. HISTORY OF THE SOPHOMORE CLASS. HE year of 1911 brought us into the mysteries of High School. Our class consisted of fifteen hoys and girls, John Hannon, Dora Blachly, John Jarnecke, Kuth Danielson, Lester Hayes, Alta Danielson, Carrol Hayes, Wayne Hoekett, Donald Mc- Kinnon, Lucille Cannon, Leo Nhutske, Robert Obrien, Lillian Methard, Harry Mockler and Bessie Wolbrandt. Trembling we dropped in the first seats we came to which, of course, were the hack ones, but soon found out that we must respect our Seniors by allowing them to occupy our seats. We took up the study of Agriculture and Algebra under the guid- ance of Mr. Wright; German and English under Miss Tofte; Music and Drawing under Miss Felton. Before the term was over Alta Danielson and Carrol Hayes left the ranks. In the autumn of 1912 we met once more at the door of the Kouts High School as Sophomores, although more than half of our number had deserted us. The members of our Sophomore class were Leo Shut- ske, Kuth Danielson, Lester Hayes, Wayne Hoekett, Harry Mockler, Donald McKinnon and Bessie Wolbrandt. When we came to school we were glad to see that we had one more member, Frances Libcke. Dur- ing the term Harry Mockler left the class. Mr. Wright continued to be our instructor in Algebra, Miss Felton in Music and Drawing, but we took up English, German and History under our new principal, Mr. Robertson. After the first semester we were glad that instead of Geometry we were to take up Commercial Arithmetic under Miss Kring. We all hope next vear to he Juniors and continue to enjoy our H. S. days. BESSIE WOLBRANDT, ’15. DEFINITIONS. N ANGLE is a triangle with only two sides. Geometry teaches us how to bisect angles. Parallel lines are the same distance apart all the way and do not meet unless you bend them. Horsepower is the distance one horse can carry a | ound of water in one hour. Gravitation is that which if there were none we should all fly away. A vacuum is a large, empty space where the | oj e lives. Algebraical symbols are used when you don’t know what you are talking about. A renegade is a man who kills a king. In India a man out of one cask may not marry a woman out of another cask. The zodiac is the zoo of the sky, where lions, goats and other ani- mals go after they are dead. BIOGRAPHICAL REVERIE. T IS no easy task to write the biography of a class like ’13, and yet it would he difficult to find a more pleasant one. it is difficult when we think of the members as individuals—as persons with separate biographies on another page. It is pleasant, for it recalls familiar and friendly faces and old scenes which one cannot willingly forget. The Senior Class of ’13 enjoys the distinction of being the largest since the establishment of the four years course in 1!M)7, and of course it also has the usual characteristic of being the brightest. The final test of our distinguishing qualities is near at hand. Our class num- bered twenty-seven when we started to trace the growth and develop- ment of our High School course, hut our ranks have greatly diminished now that we have reached the final goal. More than half our number, (fourteen) have fallen by the wayside. To those remaining, no more willing and trustworthy shoulders could have been entrusted with reaching the final goal and obtaining the long sought reward. How- ever, I can not group into one article an enumeration of the conditions under which a class of so varied characteristics and rare accomplish- ments could have laid so firm a foundation for High School work. “Modesty walks hand in hand with wisdom,” hence modesty is one of our characteristics. We look more to possibilities than to praising our past. However, prophecy is hut history continued. Suffice to say, that some of our most esteemed members with all the grace and polish of the world will reach the uppermost round. For, “Hope springs eternal in the human breast,” and every man is confident that he is not tin one who is to fail. Our first noteworthy event of High School was the class election of last year. This was an opportunity to become famous. Our- offi- cers were elected with parliamentary order. Russell LaCount was elected president; Oley Betterton, vice-president; Raymond Benkie, secretary and treasurer. We informed our friends of the elections, hut it was not received with so much sensation as we had anticipated. However, several of our class, by and with the consent of the faculty, withdrew to their various homes to explain how it happened. With Xmas vacation came the royal reception given by the Seniors of ’12. They evidently thought all work and no play would soon make the Juniors a dull class. Again we thank them for their thoughtful- ness and kindness. The daily routine was soon resumed until we anticipated the end of the Junior year and gave our parting farewell to the Seniors Mav 16. At the beginning of our Senior year we saw with regret the resig- nation of Miss Bertha Tofte from the principalship. The new princi- pal, Mr. R. M. Robertson, assumed the duties of her office with us this year. Putting our hands to the plow we assumed the final duties. A stranger entering the assembly room would have been surprised by the number of intelligent looking students, busily engaged in acquiring the elements of science and history. In quick succession the time arrived to work on the Annual and we began with a firm determination to prepare our “Year Book.” The class colors came to view, the pennant unfurled and class meetings were called. Once more an election was called and the remaining offices filled. W ho knows but that in after years these same officers will make an appearance in Congress after their vast experience in the K. H. S. Thanksgiving came and with it the annual vacation; also a royal entertainment by the Nu Gama Girls. The examinations at the end of the first semester of this year were probably the most difficult that T3 lias yet had. After much anxious waiting and watching we learned that all the members had come off' with flying colors. The Class of ’13 has had some play and much hard work. The reception given by the teachers, March 17, will ever be a pleasant remembrance. In all their efforts the teachers have maintained the utmost harmony and good feeling in our daily and social intercourse. A spirit of true democracy has prevailed and in the future when strug- gling “in the bivouac of life,” we will in the intervals of strife, gaze fondly back to the good old da vs spent at the Kouts High School with the Class of T3. KATHERINE DRAZEK, T3. FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY. N A beautiful September morning of 1912 fifteen boys and girls, Louis Paul, Harry Williamson, Agnes Radilyack, Clara Detlef, Margaret Betterton. Georgia Miller, Louise Kosanke, Ralph Swenk, Mvrna Warren, Alice Kruell, Albert Hone- house, Joe Weging, Agnes Lauer, Lottie Hardesty, and Mable Salzer gathered before the Kouts High School. With timidity they entered the Assembly Room, but with the earnestness of purpose with which they faced the future they worked diligently throughout the year. 1 hey were launched on the sea of Algebra under the guidance of Miss Kring. Under the direction of their Superintendent, Professor Wright, they became acquainted with Higdon’s Grammar and gave a written review on one of Scott’s novels. And were brought into the mysteries of Biology and German by their principal, Mr. Robertson. Before the close of the term five members, Mvrna Warren, Ralph Swenk, Joe Weging, Agnes Lauer and Harry Williamson strayed from their ranks. It is the hope and ambition of those who remain to reflect glory upon their ranks when they shall attain the present standing of the illustrious Seniors of 11)13. ALICE KRUELL, ’13. THE K. H. S. ALUMNI Kathryn K. Kring High School Kouts, Ind. Instructor Mae Benkie Teacher Kouts, Ind. Glenn Cannon Chicago, 111. Married Florence Caldwell Grace Jones Teacher Kouts, Ind. Oscar E. Knoll Bookkeeper Chicago, 111. Claire Hannon Hammond, Ind. Married W. J. O’Keefe Marie H. Beckwith Teacher Kouts, Ind. Louise Boedecker Stenographer Chicago, III. Lloyd Cannon Farmer Kouts, Ind. Edith Anderson Teacher Kouts, Ind. Anna Propp I os Angeles, Cal. Married Frank Levin Pauline Krueger Teacher Lacrosse, Ind. Nyle Pierce Married Clara Webster Ethel Ailes Married Florence Young Teacher Valparaiso, Ind. Janette Anderson Teacher Kouts, Ind. William Schwanke Farmer Kouts, Ind. Elizabeth Fry Kouts, Ind. Arthur LaCount Farmer Valparaiso, Ind. Clara Young Teacher Kouts, Ind. Liga Cannon Chicago, 111. Married Laura Donley Kennie Cunningham Hammond. Ind. Married Ben Reder Fred Chael Bridge Kouts, Ind. Carpenter Grace Cannon Teacher Kouts, Ind. Jesse Betterton Asst. Mining Omaha, Neb. Supt. Levi Stibbe Student l aFayette, Ind. Charles Handley Student I aFayette, Ind. Lucie Lee Biggart Student Valparaiso, Ind. Fannie Hannon Art Instructor Kouts, Ind. George Jones Clerk Chicago, 111. Arthur Anderson Farmer Kouts, Ind. Otto Hofferth Salesman Kouts, Ind. Martha Jones Kouts, Ind. Eunice Nichols Clerk Kouts, Ind. Nora Denton Valparaiso, Ind. Grace Gay Teacher Valparaiso, Ind. Edna Hockett Student Valparaiso, Ind. Ethel Cannon Kouts, Ind. Vera Kruell Kouts, Ind. Paul R. Dye Teacher Medaryville, Ind. Raymond L. Williamson Fireman Michigan City, Ind. CLASS WILL. , THE Senior Class of Kouts High School, Porter County, Indiana, hereby make our last will and testament. First—We give and bequeath to our Superintendent, Mr. Wright, the fire shovel to spade his farm, an almanac to find the right time of the moon to plant his potatoes, a thermom- eter to get the ] roper temperature for planting cabbage, a barometer to determine the pressure of the atmosphere on his oats and the little mercury jug to carry water to the field when harvesting his grain. The little wagon in laboratory to bring his products to market, and a steam engine to blow the whistle in order to make it heard in the assembly room, as the bell is not loud enough for that purpose. Second—To our Principal, Mr. Robertson, the right to establish an Honor System in the High School after the departure of Class 13. A tray to catch the pencils dropped in Room C. All of Miss Kring’s dates. A thesis on atmospheric coloration. A bell to call down the Seniors so they will not serve as a pattern for the Presides. The crumbs from the lunch basket to feed the star fish and the mice to dissect in zoology class. Third—To Miss Kring, the authority to vaccinate the Freshmen girls against whispering. The Bunsen heater from laboratory to heat her new house. And the right man for her life license. Fourth—To Miss Felton, a suit case for use in prospective. A laboratory ebonite rod, with which to beat (?) time. Her choice of musicians after the departure of the Senior class. A ladder to reach high notes. A hay rack and a white horse to use to “Hasten to the Fair.” Fifth—To Mr. Fry, our notes to dispose of as fuel and a continued allowance of music in the basement. Sixth—To the Senior Class of next year, the right to make as much noise as possible. The permission to select its class officers and to hold class meetings in room (’. The honor of being librarian. The right to publish an Annual. The front seats on examination day. Also all of our surplus dignity. Seventh—To next year’s Juniors, our old Geometry books. String for the purpose of—?—drawing circles. The pleasure of banqueting the Seniors. Eighth—To the Sophomores of next year, a magnet to draw them to school each day of the three remaining terms. And a platform in the front of the room for the purpose of giving free entertainment to the Juniors. 36 Ninth—To the Freshmen of ’14, nil assurance of a reflection from the darker of the high school colors. Also the rules of a commissioned high school. Tenth—To the High School, our brown and gold pennant, fondest memories and kindest wishes. Eleventh—We hereby appoint Trustee Anderson executor of this will. In testimony whereof, we have hereunto set our seal, this last day of March, 1913.' THE SENIOR CLASS. Subscribed by tlie said Senior Class in our presence and bv them declared to be their last will, and attested by us as sucb, in their pres- ence, and in the presence of each other, this last day of March, 1913. ELLA JOHNSTON, ’13. EVA NOLAND, ’IT ADVICE TO THE FRESHMEN. BSENCE make the mark grow rounder. Borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. Cutting classes, meeting lassies never works at Routs. Dolls are for Freshmen, for Seniors annuals. Early to lied, early to rise, makes Freshmen healthy, wealthy and wise. Forth to the battle, onward to the fray, Ever looking forward to Commencement Day. Green must be the Freshmen’s color, Because no one was ever duller. Have your lessons up-to-date, And never hand in note books late. Imitate your higher class men, And in time you’ll be more like them. May will end your Freshmen cares, But don’t put on your Sophomore airs. Kindly refrain from unseemly noise, But act like grown-up girls and boys. Last, but not least, don’t leave school, And pray remember the “Golden Rule.” ROSE WELCH, ’13. SIMILES AND METAPHORS. SCHOOL career is likened unto a life. As the little one for the first time notices its mother bending over its cradle, so the child upon entering school looks into its teacher’s face and sees there a kindly greeting. The parents guide the little feet in their first steps and likewise the teacher guides the hand in writing. As the words “Mother” and “Father” are murmured, so the “A B C’s” are stated. Then larger sayings are brought forth and deeper subjects are introduced. Sometimes these things appear drear and gloomy and he at the foot of the class is laughed at, but this passes by and his mark reaches, A or 100. Kaeli day a new lesson is learned, whether from books, school-mates or the master. The grades like the years must be complete, although each one pre- sents greater trials and heavier burdens. Then at last the school door is closed, instructors and class-mates are parted, books are laid away, and it is said, “No studies to prepare tonight, no recitation tomorrow,” and the final questions are asked, “Have you earned vour crown?” “Are vour laurels won?” EVA NOLAND, ’Ll. A REQUEST. O.MH credits sweet! the certain knots of peace The baiting place of wit, the balm of woe. The pupil’s wealth, the Senior’s release, Th’ differential judge between the high and low Marks upon the manuscripts where crease And blots would never dare to show. Oh come to us! Our pleasant thoughts increase! We will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Bring thou to us sweet pleasures, sweetest hours, A hall where mirth and happiness abound, An ampitheater decked with rarest flowers, And trimmed with colors gold and brown! Bring thou to us these things so gay and bright! And we will strive for thee with all our might. With apologies to the author. EVA NOLAND, � 13. FOLLIES AND FOIBLES Name Age Present Occupation Future Occupation Ideals Habits Oley Betterton Can’t tell Vice President Philosopher Credits Studying Mamie Wolbrandt Forgot Asking questions School marm Picture Shows Blushing Rose Welch She won’t tell Talking, talking Thinking The Powder Puff Whispering Pearle Trinkle Not certain Laughing Don’t know To be happy Looking forward Ella Johnston Innocent Most anything Changing of name To talk to Raymond Looking north Russell La Count Search me President Matrimonial agent Answers in Physics Being popular Mabelle Paul Don’t tell None Opera Star A diploma Looking sad (?) Fred Welch Find out (Marshall) Keeping order Policeman To grin at the girls Gazing at the clock Katherine Drazer Suit Yourself Poetess “A Romance” Puffs Using big words Raymond Benkie Sensitive Looking Wise An aviator Window trimming “Making eyes” Eva Noland Don’t ask me Dreaming An elocutionist Kind disposition To entertain Lenora Kosanke Ask ma Smiling Ask her ? Compliments Writing notes Emil HolTerth Lost count (Treasurer) Holding the cash Sewing machine agent The girls Being on time Marie Ryan Rather not tell Singing Chorus girl (Mary) Merry go Rounds Smiling CALENDAR Sept. 2—Organization of school. Meet- ing our new Principal, Mr. Robertson. Sept. 3—Changing of seats. Seniors bashful in their first Physical Geography class. Sept. 4—Robertson’s motto: “Start Wright and stay Wright.” Sept. 5—Miss Felton tests our musical voices. Sept. 9—Great shock to Seniors girls. Raymond sneezed. Sept. 11—Physics class sent back to Room A. (Knew too much). Sept. 17—Laboratory initiates the Sen- iors. Sept. 30—Prof, gives us the “I)e Merit Rules.” Oct. 4—Organization of K. H. S. Orchestra. Oct. 9—Test in Physical Geography. Everybody gets a 100% nix. Oct. 14—Class meeting. “Great Do- ings.” Oct. 16—Explosion in Laboratory class. Seniors give a surprise party on Miss Kring. Oct. 17—Great excitement caused the Senior Girls by an innocent little snake. Surprise! Surprise! Prof, got shaved. Ahem! Oct. 25—Visitor. Miss Felton will ex- plain. Oct. 27—Class meeting. “Small Do- ings.” Oct. 29—Lenora and Mabelle tardy. They find law (?) a very interesting course. Oct. 31—Senior girls are daffy after candy. Ask Oley. Peppermints—Um— Um. Nov. 11—Very interesting lesson in Physical Geography. Mr. Robertson de- cides to take Catherine back to “the hills and dells” of Penn. Ahem! Nov. 15—Something wrong. Emil is here on time this morning. Nov. 28—Thanksgiving vacation. Dec. 2—Everybody back to work. Dec. 17-Prof, goes to sale to buy a horse. Miss Felton teaches Senior Latin class. Dec. 20—K. H. S. gets big treat from the teachers. K. H. S. have a delightful program. Vacation starts. Dec. 30—School starts again after a week’s vacation. “O. U. Vacation.” A visitor from the notable Purdue U. Dec. 31—I ast chance, girls. Make the Leap now. Talk about the last chance for Leap Year. Lenora and Mabelle both proposed to Emil. “Oh! My!” Jan. 1—Only a few at school, so Prof. Wright and Mr. Robertson set the boys to work cleaning the laboratory cabinet. Jan. 3—Another visitor from the nota- ble Purdue U. Raymond has a taste of teaching. Jan. 7—Everybody is getting ready for exam. Jan. 9-10—Examination days. All Sen- iors get 108% in Latin. Jan. 13—We all met our beloved Prin- cipal in English. Jan. 14-Mr. Robertson slops out in his glad rags.” Wonder why??? Nork tells Pearle a funny story and Miss Kring changes point of view by say- ing, “More work in the back part of the room, please.” Jan. 16—Surprise! The Seniors have their lesson in Physics. “Fire Sale.” Where? Ask Emil. Jan. 20—Pearle is tardy. Oh You Candy Kid!!!!” Jan. 24—Lenora teaches for Miss An- derson. Lenora reads the funny paper. The very idea, a dignified Senior girl reading a “funny paper.” Jan. 28—Professor decides to change a few seats. Jan. 29—Seniors attend the wedding. That’s right, some of them need to be practicing. Jan. 30—Seniors were entertained by the Freshmen who read their “Essays on Kouts in 1933.” Feb. 3—Fire Sale. Ask Russell. Feb. 5—In Laboratory Russell trys to pull Ella up the Inclined Plane. Feb. 5—Visitor. Senior of 12. Feb. 6—Mr. Robertson flirts with a dig- nified Senior girl. Wonder who??? 40 Feb. 10—Prof.’a nephew, Mr. Roush, teaches. Visitor from Chicago, the Preacher and the Artist. Prof, and nephew go to sale to buy a horse. Feb. 11—Prof, in the best of humor. Bought a white horse. Feb. 12—Something doing. Russell got his hair cut. Not so grouchy. Feb. 13—Prof, got a shave and hair cut. Not in good humor. Feb. 14—Marie brings a Valentine box for Seniors to mail their valentines. Senior make a trip over to the elevator to examine the steam engine. Feb. 18—Visitor, formerly of K. C. S. Another shock. Raymond sneezes. Feb. 21—Visitor. Senior of ’ll. Feb. 24—Birthday. Whose??? Fire Sale. Ask Pearle!!! Feb. 25—Mr. Robertson wears his new tie. Doesn’t he look like a girl in it? Feb. 27—Emil must have been snow- bound this morning on account of his tardiness. Feb. 28—Miss Felton asks Raymond for the measuring card for rings. Some- thing doing!!! Moving day. Prof, and Ella are ex- cused. Mar. 1—Prof, moves to his farm. Mar. 3—Why are you lonesome today, Oley? Mar. 4 Seniors celebrate Inauguration Day by making fudge. (Nix). Lester thinks he has the dropsy, and oh there’s Raymond, his heart is bothering him so. Mar. 10—In Laboratory we are con- vinced that Raymond is an acrobat. Senior class rather small today. Ab- sent members are having their “mugs shot’’ for annual. Mar. 11—“Great Discovery.” Oley found the first fly of the season. Mar. 12—Three Senior Girls went visit- ing the sick at recess. Mar. 14—Visitor. Senior of ’ll. Rus- sell’s birthday. “Only sweet sixteen.” Mar. 17—Seniors were entertained by the Kouts teachers at the home of Miss Jenat Anderson. All report a pleasant time. Such decorations ne’er were seen, To celebrate the wearin’ o’ th’ green. All the Seniors were present there. To share the bounty fare. Mar. 21—Only twenty-two at school. Blizzard, cause of absence. March 26—Birthday. Wonder whose?? Pearle goes to Crown Point to have her picture taken for the Annual. April 1—April Fool. April 3—Everybody has the spring fever. April 7—Seniors have test in English. Oh! Mr. Robertson, why such hard ques- tions? April 13—Seniors “spark” in Labora- tory. April 18—Prof, and Marie have a de- bate in History class. Prof.: “I’ll bet you haint right!” Marie: “I’ll betcha I am.” April 24—Mr. Robertson announces patterns (on good behavior????) for sale by Seniors, but advises Freshmen not to purchase. April 28—Fire Sale. Ask Rose. April 30—Sophomores entertain High School. May 1—Birthday. Whose??? May 5—Emil takes a day off. May 8—Everybody prepares for exam. May 14—Birthday. Whose this time? May 16—Hard work ends. J. RAYMOND BENKIE, T3. Winona College, Winona Lake, Indiana. Dear Friend Seniors: 5 IT really four years since the welcomed news passed from lip to lip: “All the eighth grade have passed.” 1 rejoiced then with your parents and friends that your efforts had been successful and your labors rewarded. I was glad, too, because 1 felt that my efforts had not been in vain, for 1 knew that you had acquired the ability to study and the ambition to take further sleps in the paths of learning. My advice still is: “Do not stop now. Attend some college as soon as possible.” We may well be proud of each of you and your ability as a Class, yet my heart yearns for those of you who fell by the wayside—those who for various reasons spent but a short time in High School. Like the Shepherd of Holy Writ, 1 grieve for the lost ones even while I rejoice with the saved. You know how 1 loved you all; that you were my mental children, as it were, dearer to me in some ways than to your physical parents. Do you wonder then that I cannot restrain my tears when 1 recall the memories of those who were with you four years ago, hut are absent now ? This grief is augmented by recollections of a letter received from Kouts about a year after 1 left you. In it, almost the same rebuke was given me that Martha gave Jesus when she went out to tell him of her brother’s death. But it was not my fault, I could not help more. Choicest among my memories are those of the delightful days spent with you as a teacher and friend. Even our daily humdrum work was pleasant, while our social affairs were riotous outbursts of joy. Can we ever forget ? This is your second commencement. (Jo on as you have begun; I shall expect great things from each of you, for: “Unto whomsoever much is given, of him shall much be required.” Sincerely, CAKOLYXK DORSEY McCLURE. IN CONCLUSION. HE end lias come at last, Our High School days are past, But memory of those pleasant days Shall brighten our weary ways. Our brows are sad. Unknown Into the world we go alone. Perhaps in a distant land We will meet on a foreign strand. We hid farewell to the Senior Class, And go to mingle with the mass. Friendship here shall ever he For life and for eternity. Oh happy days of high school! Days of discipline and rule, Days which ne’er return For which the aged often yearn. Like the sun’s lingering ray Casts a shadow o’er our pathway And in the western sky Reflects the sunset to our eye. School days have a beautiful reflection In the same complex connection. For some ’twas a happy life, For others a time of strife. Alas! We must say farewell And break the magic spell. High School days are past— Parting comes at last! Our guiding star shall he The number, nineteen thirteen A. D. And in recalling these days Remember K. II. S. always. KATHERINE DRAZER, ’13. JOKES. Anything found in these pages is a joke, whether there is a point to it or not.—Editor. When Mr. Robertson saw a couple of Senior girls hugging Miss Kring, he sug- gested that she give them a high mark in Commercial Arithmetic. Watch out, Mr. Robertson, the High School girls like good grades in all their studies. Wayne, walking across the room in order to throw his waste paper into the basket. His shoes were squeaking, and making more noise than necessary. Prof, said: “When you get another piece of paper, I hope you won’t decide to give us so much music.” Marie (in Physics)—“Firemen wear flannel shirts in summer and winter be- cause they are poor conductors.” Not What You Expected. Press me closer, closer still. With what ardor you can master. All my nerves responsive thrill, Press me closer.—Mustard Plaster. Eva, after a vain attempt to prepare a Latin lesson, was heard to reply, “Gee, I wish 1 was married.” Rose: “Gee, 1 wouldn’t want to touch a heart.” Miss Kring: “Oh! I have touched lots of them. We all know why Professor voted for Teddy. T. R. advocates pure food. The other morning while Prof, was preparing breakfast he was so intent up- on having it clean that instead of using soda in the pancakes, he used washing powder. 44 Mr. Robertson (in English)—“Lenore. a quotation from Johnson, the great dra- matist.” Lenore (with much expression on her face)— Speak to me only with thine eyes! Thence let the message come. I fear that any other way Might interrupt your gum!” Johnson’s “To Celia. Miss Felton (in music)—“G. Try it.” Professor entertains the H. S. by speak- ing the following poem: “Little Jack Horner Sat in the corner, Fating his Xmas pie. He stuck in his thumb, and pulled out a plum, And said, “What a brave boy am 1.” Mr. Robertson (in English)—“Class, don’t you know there are quite a few great men dying and I don’t feel very well myself.” Marie: “Aint that sad?” Prof. Wright (in Latin on exam, day) — “Write the principal parts of pugno (fight).” Lee: “Did you say pug nose?” Freshie Girls: “Tee Hee! Ha Ha! Hoo Hoo! Aint that funny?” Pearle: “Russell, how did you cut your face?” Russell: Why, 1 was peeling pota- toes.” Pearle: “Oh! That’s just the kind of a man I want.” Ella (discussing a suicide who had hanged herself)—That would be the last thing I would do.” Mamie: 1 think so myself.” At a ball game a boy was struck in the back of the head and the bawl came out his mouth. A new law in Physics: The mark of a pupil on a test varies inversely as the square of the distance from his nearest neighbor. “Uncle Newt” got up impressively at the teacher's invitation. “What shall I talk about, children?” he asked. “What do you know? piped up a little girl in the Freshman section of the room. “Russell, can you tell me why the race is not always to the swift?” “Yessir, it's because sometimes their tires bust.” Mr. Robertson (in P. G.)—“Can you tell what part of an iceberg is usually above water?” Fred (in astonishment at such a sim- ple question)— The top.” Ella (trying to give President’s oath) — 1 do solemnly swear that I will execute the president of the United States, etc.” (anarchist). Soph’s essay on the Sun (son) set: A box of tacks were accidentally spilt upon a chair. Son came along and set down. The rest of the words are what he said and are not fit to be written. Emil (in English) —“The three figures of speech based on contrast are epigrams, Antithesis and matrimony” (metonymy). Mr. Robertson: An example of the ‘bird, please.” Russell: “I think 1 shall try to be president.” Pearle: “I hope you succeed in your parachute.” (pursuit). F is for fudge which we wanted to make. P is for Prof, who came by mistake. C is for candy on which we would dine. W is for why was Prof, on time. Miss Kring (to Mr. Robertson)—“Here is a simple question for you.” Mr. Robertson: All right, let’s have it.” Miss Kring: Well, if a lady ate a cu- cumber and died what would her tele- phone number be?” Mr. Robertson: “You’ve got me.” Miss Kring: Why, 8—1—2—Green.” 45 Prof, says: “That the student that helps another in geometry eats the bis- cuit.” Oley has certainly had his share of the biscuit. Mr. Robertson in a sudden burst of sentiment sent a proposal to an old maid acquaintance in the East. The old maid took one glance at the letter and rushed for the telegraph of- fice. How much does it cost to send a tele- gram?” she asked the operator. “Twenty-five cents for ten words, ma’am, he answered. She seized a telegraph blank and wrote: “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. yes, yes. Mr. Robertson, applying for the princi- palship in the K. H. S. was being ques- tioned by the examiners. “And what is your position with regard to the whip- ping of children?” Trustee Anderson (Un- cle Newt) asked. My usual position,” he replied, “is on a chair, with the child across my knees, face downward.” A Terrible Dream. Mr. Wright had dark circles under his eyes. His cheek was pallid, his lips were trembling, he wore a haunted expres- sion. Every now and then he turned and glanced apprehensively behind him. “You look ill,” said his wife, “What is wrong, dear?” “Nothing much,” he replied. But - 1— 1 had a fearful dream last night, and I feel this morning as if I—as if I—” He hesitated and stammered. It was evi- dent that his nervous system was shat- tered. Wliat was the dream?” asked his wife. “I—I—dreamed that the trustees of the High School required that—that I should pass the Freshman examination for ad- mission.” Questions and Answers. Robertson (in physical geography) — What is meant by up and down?” Mamie: “Up and down, we use to di- rect people.” Prof. ( in American History)— What is a scalp lock?” Marie: A scalp lock is a flag.” Mr. Wright (talking about imitations) One Thanksgiving at a dinner the guests were told that they were eating venison.” (a pause) What is venison?” Marie: Sheep.” Emil (to Raymond)—“Is there any way that I can color my diamond, so that it will resemble an emerald? Raymond: “Why, sure, use diamond dyes.” Prof.: “What is north?” Ella: “When you are facing east, north is to your left.” Mr. Robertson: “What three words are used most in school?” Fred: “I don’t know.” Mr. Robertson: “Correct.” Mr. Wright (in Latin)—“Why isn’t the penult of this word long?” Emil: “Because it is short.” Miss Kring (Commercial Arithmetic) — ’What is a fraction?” Leo: “Part of a hole.” Russell: “I am rather partial to a mustache, but my girl opposes it. What shall I do?” Oley: “Cut if off, Russ, if your girl sets her face against it.” Prof.: What is north?” Katherine: “North is the place where the sun rises.” Raymond: “Does Mr. Wright keep a diary?” Jesse Wright: Yes, forty cows.” (meaning a dairy.) Prof, (to Eva) translate, “If I only could grow.” Eva: “But I can’t.” Mr. Robertson (in Ancient History) — Who was Alexander the Great?” Lester: Leader of a ragtime band.” 46 Mamie: Are you taking elocution? Alice: I don’t know. Has any one got it here in High School? Prof.: “Oley, can you tell me the dif- ference between the quick and the dead? Oley: The quick are the ones that get out of the way of automobiles and the dead are the ones that don’t. Would Lester (Hayes) haze the Fresh- ies if he were a Senior? The coal dealer gives 2,000 lbs. for a ton If Oley gave 2,240 lbs. would that be a better ton? (Betterton). Mr. Robertson (in P. G.)— Emil, where do we find granite and marble? Emil: In graveyards. Mr. Robertson (in P. G.)—“Fred where do we find quartz?” Fred: Usually in bottles. Ahem! Emil: I don’t think I deserved a zero in that test. Teacher: Neither do I, but that was the lowest mark I could give. Con andr unis. Why is Ray like a discouraged phys- ician ? Because he has lost all his patience, (patients). Why is Miss Kring like a surveyor? She has lost her chain and has only found one Link. When is Mr. Wright like a rattling bug- gy? When he is out of gear. Why do the Freshies remind you of . Spring? They are so green. Of what does the Junior class remind you? Of a minus quantity? What in music resembles fish? The scales. Why do you feel like asking Miss Fel- ton for tar? Because she always gives you pitch. Of what in the line of merchandise does Mr. Robertson remind you? Good Goods. Because they are al- ways done up in small packages. Why does Eva’s surname make you sea- sick? For there is no land. How does Prof, gain so much confi- dence? By being Wright. Why should Marie worry like a poet and lose her feet? To get the rhyme. Why is Mabelle like a calendar? Always up-to-date. Why is Oley like a ruler? He is growing by inches. Why is Pearle like a housewife? Because she bought some biscuits. Why is Russell like a circle? Steady by degrees. What is the definition of Sophomore? According to an eighth grade pupil it is soap him some more. Why is Oley like a real estate dealer? Because he worries a lot. Why is Katherine like a baker? Because she lost her puffs. Why is Raymond like a bookkeeper? He lost his balance in laboratory the other day. Why is Rose like an operator? Because she lost her switch. How do we know Emil has studied Com- mercial Arithmetic? Because he writes promissory notes. SENIORS ’12. VERSES. 1TTLE Mr. Robertson, He’s from the East. Do we disobey him? No, not in the least. Then, there’s Miss Tofte. She’s gone away. Does she still think of us? Well, I can’t say. There’s our Prof, lie bought a new horse. Does he admire it ? Why, of course. Why, there’s Miss Felton, Who knows the rule, Of music and drawing For every school. There’s Miss Kring, She owns a new home. Will she live there? No, not alone. Lives of Seniors all remind us, We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Ponies, for some weaker mind. 40 ADS. ANTED—An airy bedroom for a Senior 22 ft. long and 11 ft. wide. For Sale—A Bulldog; will eat anything; very fond of children. For Sale—Animals for sale now on; don’t go elsewhere to be cheat- ed; come here. 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