La Porte High School - El Pe Yearbook (La Porte, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 114 of the 1921 volume:

PUBLISHED BY THE SENIOR CLASS LA PORTE HIGH SCHOOL LA PORTE, INDIANA Foreword The El-Pe is presented to the students and faculty of La- Porte High School and to its many friends, not with the understanding that it is perfect, immune to mistakes, or of the highest quality possible. We freely admit that mistakes have been made and many things might be said for its im- provement. We realize our mistakes and its weaknesses and glory in our accomplishments and its successes. The class of twenty-one elected a competent and hard- working staff through whose efforts this book was made pos- sible. We hope that you will keep it in memory of your school days—life’s happiest stage. We have reflected school life as best we were able, and have endeavored to make this book interesting to you and everyone else, whether in school, or out. We here take the opportunity of thanking those who aided and advised us whenever we were in doubt. Without their aid, we do not believe the El-Pe would have been possible. Resting now, from our labors, we entrust this book to everyone alike. In criticizing it, please remember the ob- stacles and disappointments which our staff and kind helpers had to overcome. We await your verdict with confidence because we know you will be kind in your criticism and will remember that after all, we are all human and therefore make mistakes, which we may profit by. Page Four IU e most sinccrclp dcdiratE this booh to our bfiloucd sponsor pitES U. r ndcrsou Page Five J. M. Hughes, Principal MR. HUGHES—Dignity does not consist in possessing: hon- ors but in deserving them. Phro Seven The El-Pe Staff Editorial Department Editor-in-Chief Ass’t Editor-in-Chief Ass’t Editor-in-Chief Associate Editor Ass’t Asso. Editor - Athletic Editor Ass’t Athletic Editor Ass’t Athletic Editor Dramatic Editor Dramatic Editor Literary Editor Art Editor Art Editor Joke Editor Joke Editor Activity Editor Activity Editor Calendar Editor Calendar Editor Snapshot Editor George Duchossois Neal Sheldon Lillian Far a Clarence Culver Alvin Vandewalker Fred Pitzer George Heusi - Robert Johnson Marvel Hunt Florence Kadow June Thomas Mary Helen Culver Doi is Henoch Ralph Guenther Harold Martin Ruth Henry Elise Low Maude Wolfe Mildred Wing Marjory Low Business Department Business Manager - Clarence Van Vactor Ass’t Business Mgr. - Franklin Behrndt Pago Eight Pago Nine MISS HAMPTON Kindness, such as she lx possessed of. shall win eternal love. Miss Sutton—The fairest gar- den In her looks And In her mind the wisest books. MISS BYERS—Full of the deep- est. the truest, the kindliest thought I� «iing always the very thing she ought. 3 v uam. rvtUj) MR. TAYLOR A sens , of hu- mor and a touch of mirth To brighten the shadowy spots of the earth. MR. K ELSA Y—Describe him who can, an abridgment In all that was pleasant in mutt. MR. SIMONS—In framing an artist. Art hath decreed To make some g � o«I. but oth- ers exceed. • I Page Eleven .MISS Nl'TTER—Her heart Is Ilk� � the fair son-shell, there's music ever in It. MR. ANCKI.-I.ove the trade thou hast learned so well and be content herewith. MISS STORMS—Blest with that charm, the certainty to please. MR. At'I.T What do we live for if not to make the world less difficult for each other. MR. CRl'BKR—Education be- gins a gentleman: conversaitlon completes him. Puge Twelve A Love Letter Dear Miss Sutton: The great love I have expressed for you is false and 1 find my indifference toward you increases daily. The more I see of you the more you appear to my eyes an object of contempt. I feel myself in every way disposed and determined to hate you. I can assure you that I never intended to love you. Our last conversation has left an impression on my mind, which by no means impressed ime of the extremely high standard of your character. Your temper would make me entirely unhappy. If you and I were married I expect nothing but the hatred of my friends added to the everlasting dis- pleasure of living with you. I have indeed a heart to bestow, but I do not desire to imagine it at your service. I could not owe it to anyone more inconsiderate and conspicuous than yourself and be capable of doing justice to myself and family. 1 think you are aware of the fact that I expect and sincerely hope you will favor me by avoiding me. You need not trouble yourself about answering this letter as your letters are always full of impertinence and do not have a shadow of art and good sense. Believe me, I 3m so adverse to you that it is impossible for me to be Your affectionate Sweetheart. Mr. Taylor p. s.—I suppose you were so inquisitive and read every line of this, and really I only intended for you to read every other line. So you will oblige me by reading it over and this time, omit every second line. Thanking you again, I remain, your— The Twenty-Third Psalm for Physics Class Mr. Hughes is my teacher. I shall not pass. He maketh me to work hard experiments; and exposes my ignorance before the class. He bringeth me to tears. He causeth me to learn rules for my grade’s sake. Yea, tho’ I study from sunrise to sunset I catch not the drift. For rules and regulations bother me. He prepareth hard lessons for me in the presence of my classmates. He flunketh me completely. My eyes run over abundantly. Surely 1 shall dwell in the Physics class forever. (For I don’t seem to be getting out very fast.) Page Thirteen A High School Teacher Whene’er I enter this teacher’s room A wondrous something dispels all gloom It seems as though where’er I may roam I here feel happy, I feel at home. It is the smile on the teacher's face That makes me happy when in this place And though I tired of school may be He makes life worth while anew to me. A father for us he seems to be A man of kindness, simplicity A little joke he will laugh about. But as to foolishness—“My lad, look out” He’s calm and patient and understands Just how you feel. When he gives com- mands We’re always eager to do his will To do it quickly, to do it well. You feel that he’ll never “bawl you out”; Not until he’s compelled to without a doubt When there is something you want ex- plained He does it willingly, no fact retained He is a giant, stately, handsome, tall And has a heart; therefore we love him all. There are not many amateurs who can Write poems worthy of a worthy man Therefore I cannot tell his name—but guess And then, if you guess right, I will con- fess. —J. Schelin. Page Fourteen Concerning the Faculty What event nnd reasons Inspiml In Mr. Hughes the desire to teach school (which Is possibly the only reason he Is not serving us as governor of Indiana)? In fact, at some time or other every one of you have thought why our various faculty members chose teaching as their occupation rather than go Into some other line of work. Knowing that every one of you are Interested In this subject and Incidentally being a little Inquisitive myself the following compilation resulted which we urge you to read and then forget. MR. TR ESTER—“School teaching paid me more In money and In satisfaction of desires than farm work, and these two occupations exhausted my then known opportunities. It proved most convenient for paving mv own way through college, and I always enjoyed school work. The Idea of genuine service lias grown In my mind steadily through my years of teaching. No individual performs a larger service than a real teacher. MU. HUGHES— An older brother was a success- ful teacher. His enthusiasm for teaching was such as to lead me to believe It a worthy profession. My respect for teaching has constantly grown as I. In- creasingly. each day. recognize the importance and nets! of good citizenship. I hope to see It become a splendid profession, made up of the best trained and most capable men and women available. MU. NKIBSBN— Because of the unlimited oppor- tunity for self-improvement. Thou that teachest an- other. teaehest thou not thyself? Because It Is a forward looking profession always working forward to better things. Because of the immense Influence one can exert. The boy Is the father of the man. If this Is so, he who shapes the thought of the boy controls that of the man. Because every hour spent In the work vlclds abundant returns for the effort ex- pended. Because there Is no profession where ad- vancement Is so certain. Because a teacher is a lead- er In the community. No other profession Is so well Informed on the general social, economic and Indus- trial problems as the teaching profession.” MR. K KBS AY— My youthful ambition to run a threshing machine was at last realized, but since this gave me employment Just during the summer. I chose teaching to till in with «luring the winter, because of an incident which occurred when I was In the first grade. One day I talked out loud. Iwcause I heard mv teacher doing It. and was punished. 1 then de- cided that when I got to be a man I would become a teacher so that I could talk out loud whenever I wanted t« . .... � . , , MISS KICI.BY— In deciding on a career. I found two vocations open to women—teaching and house- keeping. which translated int«� practical English means scrubbing”. I deliberated the two propositions pray- erfully and chose th« former. I am paid for teaching school. I should have to pay rent f«� r a house t scrub. Now. as Shakespeare's Duke would say. I would not change It. .... , MR. LUDBOW-- Through the Influence of a teacher during my Junior and Senior year In high school. I became Interested In the teaching profession.” MISS REYNOLDS— Ever since I can remember I planned t«� he a teacher, probably because I enjoyed l� s� ks and considered the teacher's task easy and In- teresting—from the pupil's desk. I knew no other profession that offered a greater opportunity for serv- '1 MISS HAMPTON Why I became a teacher has been asked me many times and up to the present the seeret has remained unnlred to the world. I never expected to reveal It to any person or perrons hut when approach -� ! by George. 1 could not resist him so here It Is—seriously—what I wanted to do was something worth while, a wish to know character: to reach an Ideal. Where else cun one better study character, an ideal, than among the scores of char- acters with whom, as a teacher, one Is thrown every dU MR. SIMONS— When I was a little boy. the birch rod was believed to be a better Instructor than a kind teacher. I cannot dony that 1 was ever in close con- tact with this rod but you may be sure I didn't like the teacher that used one and I did like the teacher that did no. Then and there I decided to show folks that they didn't know ns much about keeping order In a class room as they might. MR. GRUBER— “Wholesome Influence of good teachers combined with early ambitious tendencies directed my efforts toward the profession. MISS SUTTON— When but a small child of about seventeen years of age I had for my teacher a «lear young man for whom a great affection accumulated within me. He embodied everything that was great and good and noble. He was Innocence personified. Although I was as yet only In the sixth grade, we became life-long jails while school was In session. After school was out I lost track of him and since that time, have never laid eyes ujton him. All during my school-days I kept his memory green within me and after completing high school decided that by tak- ing uj the teaching profession, would 1k my one hojx of again finding my IDEAR”. After many years of teaching and constant search. I seem no nearer mv wandering boy than when I entered the prof« sslon. I am writing this hoping and praying that providence will at last 1k kind enough to place this In his dear hanjls. MR. Al'BT I became deeply Interested In school work while In the upper grades � f the common school, due to the influence and Insjrimtion of a certain teach- er that I had while In those grades. I thought I would lik« teaching and wanted to try It. I felt that this would allow me to continue my own education l� y earning enough money during the school year to enable me t« attend college during the summer. MR. TAYBOR— When I was young, very young, only twenty-two years of age. it suddenly dawned upon me that 1 should have a profession. The teach- ing profession looked good owing to the length of the summer vacation. If anyone knows of anything one can get into where one has the winter off also. I believe 1 could be persuaded to change my occupa- tion. I would like this menu: Work from 12 to 12:30 with half an hour « ff for lunch. MISS NUTTER— My first aspirations were to Is an actress, which met with the disapproval of my fond parents, it was at this time that I decided to become a teacher: and 1 have never regretted the change. MR. ROVENSTINH— In Indiana they give you a Job coaching athletics providing you teach about five hours a day along with It. 1 always wanted l«� «lo coaching and so took to ti aching to satisfy that desire. MISS ANDERSON--“The teaching profession al- ways seemed very attractive to me when I was a pu- pil. I did not imagine that any serious resjjonsiblllty was connected with It. It appeared to Ik Interesting and free from all cares and worries. The salary even at that time seemed larg« In comparison with my meager allowance. The outlook was bright, so since I liked school, and could not always remain In school as a student, I deckled to bo a teacher. MR. ANGEBB— The war was responsible for my becoming u teacher. My predecessor hnd been called to the army and the Superintendent had boon unable to secure anyone to take his place. As an accommo- dation to this Superintendent, and t« prevent the «•losing of the department. I accepted the position. MISS BYERS— Some mysteries are still unsolved but my present position Is no doubt due to my natural sympathy for mankind In general and f«� r all men In particular. Since I cannot keep house for all of them I'm engaged in training some able assistants. MISS STORMS Not having In my possession enough of this world's go xls to be a lady of Beisure I was forced to earn my bread and butter. Teaching seemed to he the profession which most of the B. I. W. (ladles In waiting) choose ami believing In the old adage that The way to a man's heart Is through his stomach I became Interested In the subject Do- mestic Science. —O. J. D. Page Fifteon It Couldn’t be Done Somebody said that it couldn’t be done, Be he with a chuckle replied, That maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried. So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face. If he worried, he did it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn’t be done—and he did it! Somebody scoffed, Oh! you’ll never do that— At least, no one ever has done it;” But he took off his coat and he took of his hat, And the first thinjs we know he’d begun it. With the lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, Without any doubting or quiddit, He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn’t Ik done—and he did it! There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure; There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you. But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, Then take off your coat and go to it: Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing That “cannot be done”—and you’ll do it. it Be a Man 55 It takes a little courage, And a little self-control. And some grim determination, If you want to reach a goal. It takes a deal of striving, And a firm and stern set chin, No matter what the battle, If, you’re really out to win. There’s no Easy Path to Glory. There’s no Rosy Road to Fame, Life, however we may view it, Is no simple parlor game; But its prizes call for fighting. For endurance and for grit, For a rugged disposition, And a ‘don’t-know-when-to-quit’. You must take a blow or give one, You must risk and you must lose, And expect that in the struggle You will suffer from a bruise. But you mustn’t wince or falter, If a fight you once begin, Be a man and face the battle That’s the only way to win. “ADVICE FOR THOSE WHO FEEL THE TOUCH OF SPRING Gather ye rose-buds while you may; Old time is still a flying, And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow may be dying. 4 rl The Philosopher’s View On mules we find two legs behind And two we find before; We stand behind before we find, What the two behind before. But like as not we’d get a swat To send us through death’s door, Should nature take a change, and make The legs behind be four. Page Sixteen Page Seventeen High School Song i. Once again here as schoolmates assembled We fain would life our hearts in song To our High School, our dear Alma Mater Let gladness the moments prolong. We are proud of our lads and our lasses Of honors won in days gone by So here’s a cheer for our old High School For our old High School, our dear old High. Chorus Here’s to our classes, here’s to our lasses Here’s to the lads they adore. Here’s to the Seniors so mighty Juniors so flighty, Freshie and Sopho- more. Let mirth and gladness banish all sadness And as the days go by you’ll find us ready and steady Boosting for our old High. II. Soon for us will the school days be ended The dreams of youth that fade so fast But we know that the heart oft will ponder In mem’ry of scenes that are past. There are joys that will long be remem- bered And friendships too that ne’er can die So here’s a cheer for our old High School For our old High School, our dear old High. Chorus Here’s to our classes, here’s to our lasses Here’s to the lads they adore. Here’s to the Seniors so mighty Juniors so flghty, Freshie and Sopho- more. Let mirth and gladness banish all sadness And as the days go by you’ll find us ready and steady Boosting for our old High. Pago Eighteen George John Duchossois Military Training 1, 2 Chorus 1,2 Oratorical Winner 3 Debate 3,4 Bus. Mgr. Inkspot 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Decoration Committee 3 El-Y Club 4 Bus. Mgr. El-Y Club News 4 Annual Name Committee 4 “Stop Thief” 4 President 4 Editor-in-Chief El-Pe 4 Track 4 Maude Wolfe Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 Flag Comittee 1 Chorus 1,2, 3 Knitting 1 Glee Club 2, 3 Vice President 4 El-Pe Staff 4 Ruth Charlotte Henry Vice President Patriotic League “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Jitney Carnival 1 Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Secretary-Treasurer 2 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 Debate 2 Vaudeville 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Treasurer 4 El-Pe Staff 4 “Stop Thief” 4 Mildred Wing Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Glee Club 1,2 Red Cross 1, 2 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Patriotic League 1, 2 “On Account of Polly” 3 Literary Committee 4 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Pe Staff 4 (Dishie) “So he buckled right in with a trace of a grin, On his face. If he worried, he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing, That couldn’t be done—and he did it!” (Muddie) “Nothing is difficult to a willing mind.” (Charlie) The hand that hath made you fair, hath made you good.” (Milly) Ready to work, ready to play, Ready to help, whomever she may.” Phrc Nineteen Franklin John Behrndt Military Training 1.2 Inkspot Staff 3 Vaudeville 3 Chorus 3, 4 Ass’t Bus. Mgr. El-Pe 4 Social Committee 4 “A Girl to Order” 4 “Stop Thief” 4 June Thomas Red Cross 1 Patriotic League 1 Chorus 2,3 Social Committee 3, 4 El-Pe Staff 4 Annual Name Committee 4 Jitney Carnival 1 Clarence Anson Culver Military Training 1,2 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Vaudeville 3 “On Account of Polly’' 3 Class Adv Manager 3 Debate 3 “A Girl to Order” 4 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Y Club 4 El-Pe Staff 4 Staff Committee 4 El-Y Club News Staff 4 Mary Helen Culver “To Arms for Liberty” 2 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Patriotic League 1 Secretary 3 “A Girl to Order” 4 Glee Club 1,2,3, 4 El-Pe Staff 4 Vaudeville 3 (Babe) “Simplicity of character is the natural result of profound thought. (Tom) “There is nothing so popu- lar as goodness.” (Culla) “There is no wisdom like frankness.” (Mary) “Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low; an ex- cellent thing in woman.” Page Twenty Clarence Owen VanVactor Vice President Military Training 1 President 2 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Track 2, 3, 4 Vaudeville 3 Flag Committee 2 Social Committee 3, 4 Annual Staff Committee 4 Debate Captain 3 Cheer Leader 4 “On Account of Polly” 3 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Y Associate Editor 4 El-Pe Business Mgr. 4 Lillian Henrietta Fara Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 Glee Club 1,2, 3, 4 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Program Committee 2 Flag Committee 2 Social Committee 2, 3, 4 Jitney Carnival 1 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Vice President 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Vaudeville 3 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Pe Ass’t Editor-in-Chief 4 Ralph Carl Guenther Military Training 1, 2 Chorus 1, 2, 4 Basketball 3,4 El-Y Editor-in-Chief 4 El-Pe Joke Editor 4 President El-Y Club 4 “Stop Thief” 4 Doris Henoch Glee Club 1,2,3 Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 Inkspot Staff 3 Vaudeville 3 El-Pe Staff 4 Chorus 1,2,3 (“Van”) “In battle or business, Whatever the game, In law or in love, he's Ever the same. (Lill) “Here's to the girl with a heart and a smile Who makes the bubble of life worth while. (Ginnie) “How we all do envy him, his looks, his brain, his basketball vim. (Sadie) “ What e'er she does is done with so much ease. Page Twenty-On® Alvin Vandewalker Military Training 1, 2 “On Account of Polly 3 Debate 4 Social Committee 4 El-Pe Staff 4 “Stop Thief 4 Marjorie Aimee Hans “Princess Chrysanthemum 1 “To Arms for Liberty 2 Patriotic League 1,2 Red Cross 1, 2 “On Account of Polly 3 Inkspot Staff 3 Jitney Carnival 1 Social Committee 4 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Glee Club 1, 2 Flag Committee 2 Ethan Allen Hiley Military Training 1,2 Chorus 4 Marvel Hunt Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4 Literary Committee 2 Social Committee 3, 4 Orchestra 4 El-Pe Staff 4 (Vandy) “What you do yourself is well done.” (Mar j) “Always talking, full of folly, She's the maid we like to jolly.” (Butch) “The business of my life is pleasure.” (Mibs) “There's nothing half so sweet as she, In all her youth and gaiety” Page Twenty-Two Ralph Hoffman r- Military Training Orchestra- 1,2 1,2,3 Florence Kadow Glee Club Orchestra 1,2 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 Red Cross 1 Patriotic League 1 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 El-Pe Staff 4 Russell Kabelin Military Training 1 Orchestra 3,4 Vaudeville 3 Elise Low Jitney Carnival 1 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 Glee Club 1.2. 3, 4 Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 Hiking Club 1 Ink Spot Staff 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 El-Pe Staff 4 (Huffie) “He who falters not, achieves.” (Flo) “For the virtuous maiden, employment is enjoy- ment.” (Bus) “His smallness of stature fails to hide his capabil- ity. (Elise) “It was only a glad good morning As she passed along the' way But it spread the morning’s glory Over the entire live-long day.” Page Twenty-Three Robert Lawrence Johnsen Military Training 1, 2 Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4 Chorus 2, 3, 4 Vaudeville 3 Inkspot Staff 3 El-Pe Staff Committee 4 El-Pe Staff 4 Debate 4 “A Girl to Order” 4 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Y Club 4 Cevilla Line Red Cross 1 Patriotic League 1 South Bend H. S. 2,3 Glee Club 1.2 History Club 2 Social Committee 3 Literary Committee 3 Spanish Club 3 Neal A. Sheldon Military Training 1, 2 Pageant 1 Chorus 1, 2, 3 Vaudeville 3 El-Pe Ass’t Ed.-in-Chief 4 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Y Club 4 Program Committee 4 Annual Name Committee 4 El-Y News Staff 4 Marjory Low Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4 Jitney Carnival 1 Red Cross 1 Patriotic League 1 “Princess Chrysanthemum 1 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Vaudeville 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Inkspot Staff 3 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Pe Staff 4 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 (Bob) O i blest with temper, whose unclouded ray, Can make tomorrow as cheerful as today. (Civy) “Her very frowns are fair- er far Than smiles of other maid- ens are. (Sheldon) “The man worth while is the man who will smile, When everything goes dead wrong. (Marj) “Happy go lucky, fair and free, Nothing there is that both- ers me. Page Twenty-Four Robert Jessup Military Training 1, 2 Chorus 1� 3 Evelyn Munson Patriotic League 1, 2 Chorus 1,2,3, 4 Glee Club 1, 2 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 Inkspot Staff 3 Harold Easton Martin Military Training 1 Orchestra 2, 3, 4 Social Committee 4 El-Pe Staff 4 “Stop Thief” 4 El-Y Club 4 Chorus 4 Myrna Paul Patriotic League 1,2 Red Cross 1 Glee Club 1,2 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 Secretary 3 Play Committee 3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Debate 3 Chorus 4 (Bob) “Punctuality and politeness are inseparable compan- ions of a gentleman.” (Ev) “A soft answer turneth away wrath.” (Fat) “Few things are impossible to diligence” (Smyrna) “In her tongue is the law of kindness .” Page Twenty-Five Fred Pitzer (Fred) Basketball 2, 3, 4 Track 3 Military Training 1 “Stop Thief” 4 Play Committee 4 El-Pe Staff 4 El-Y Club 4 Blanche Thaldorf Patriotic League 1 Red Cross 1 Glee Club 1 Pageant 2 Vaudeville 3 Chorus 2,3 “On Account of Polly” 3 Social Committee 4 “Stop Thief” 4 George Ludwig Heusi Military Training 1,2 Baseball 3 Social Committee 3,4 Chorus 3,4 Basketball 3,4 Vaudeville 3 El-Y Club 4 Laura Searl 3 yrs. at Union Twp. H. S. Vice President 1 Secretary 2,3 Basketball 2,3 Junior Play 3 Chorus 1, 2, 3 “He hath power who hath power to use. (Blanche) . • “There buds the promise of celestial worth (Heusi) “The sweetest hours that I spend are spent among the lasses” (Laura) “She is true to her word, her work and her friends” Page Twonly-SIx Michael Moyer Union Township H. S. 1, 2, 3 La Porte County Oratorical 3 Debate 4 “Stop Thief” 4 Lucy Black Red Cross 1, 2 Patriotic League 1, 2 Glee Club 1, 2, 3 “Princess Chrysanthemum” 1 “To Arms for Liberty” 2 Chorus 1, 2, 3 Norman Jaeger Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Military Training 1,2 Jessolyn Ora Young Red Cross 1 Glee Club 1, 2, 3 (Mike) “Progress is made by work alone” (Lucie) Even the smallest spark shines brightly in the dark,” (Butter) “Thou hast no winter in thy heart” (Ora) Her failings leaned to vir- tue’s side” Page Twenty-Seven Jane Hayter Patriotic League Play May Festival Red Cross 1 1 2 2 (Jane) “Silence is the true test of virtue William Lester Travis Stillwell High School 1,2,3 “Girl to Order” 4 “Stop Thief” 4 (Travis) “Confidence is the compan- ion of success.” Page Twenty-Eight Book of Chronicles History of the Tribe of ’21 in High-School Land. Chapter I. 1. Now it came to pass in that part of the land of learning which is called High- School land, that on the fifth day of the tenth month of the year, nineteen hundred and seventeen, there was a new tribe as- sembled with the other tribes of High- School land; even that which is called the tribe of '21. 2. And the high priest spake unto them all; and the members of the new tribe quivered and shook at his words, even though they were of great number; more than five score and ten were they; there being among them men of great valor, strong in body, keen of mind and of great cunning. 3. And the high priest who was called C. E. Harris, took pity on them because they were “greenish” which being inter- preted means “Freshies”, and he called the tribe of '21 unto him, and pointed out to them the Highways and Byways of life in High-School land. 4. And having pointed out to them the divers ways, he said to them, in a loud voice: 5. “Choose ye therefore, which way ye will take.” 6. Now the names of the roads were Al- gebra, History, Latin, German and Science. 7. And after each had chosen, each one according to his own mind, the high priest again spake unto them, saying, 8. “At the end of every six weeks, trial shall be made and if ye prove not your- selves to be valiant and faithful, ye, even ye, shall most certainly Hunk.” 9. And the high priest continued, say- ing, '•Rebel not against this law; even this or any other law, which I, or those who instruct you along the paths you have chosen, shall give unto you.” 10. And the high priest ceased and the tribe of ’21 went out and were humbled in heart and held the high priest in much awe. 11. And they were ridiculed and made much fun of by the other tribes, even those which were called ’18, ’19, and ’20. 12. And it came to pass in a few weeks, that the tribe of ’21 was again assembled together to choose from among them, a leader. 13. And after discussions of great length, they chose Earl Smith to lead them through the storm, yea, even through all the strife and troubles they were to find in Freshmanland. 14. And to help their leader, the tribe chose Clarence Van Vactor, whom they called Van. To keep the records, so that we might know in the days to come, what had transpassed, they did choose Ruth Henry. 15. Yea, even though all these had been chosen there was yet more work to be done. 16. And so they picked Florence Parker to select the talented from the tribe of ’21, and entertain their brethren in High- School, so that they might forget their cares and be happy. 17. Now it was the custom among the tribes of High-School land, to hold each year a feast known as a class party. 18. Then arose a mighty man of the tribe of pilgrims and he spake unto his people saying, 19. “Verily, if we do not this thing we are sissies.” 20. And the people answered in one voice, crying, “Tobuye”, which being in- terpreted is, “You bet.” 21. And so it came to pass that the tribe of ’21 assembled, yea, even for a Pttge Twoniy-NIno good time came they, in that festival hall which is called, “Central.” 22. And the tribe of '21 followed the paths of all pilgrims in Freshmanland, even as you and I have done, and they were exceedingly happy in their work. 23. And after months had passed, lo, the high priest again called the tribe of '21 unto him and said unto them, 24. “Verily, ye have now been with us in High-School land for six months and we have entertained you, and ye have been happy, and now I say unto you, it is time that ye please thy brethren.” 25. And so it came to pass, that on a certain day, the pilgrims of '21 did talk and sing, and their brethren rejoiced and did clap their hands. 26. And they traveled on until they reached the borders of Freshmandom even unto the utmost borders of Sophomore- land. 27. And the high priest did decree a rest in the land of learning and great was the joy of all. Chapter II. 1. And when the season of rest had fully passed the pilgrims entered into the land of Sophomores and took it unto them- selves. 2. And they did welcome the tribe of '22 into Freshmanland and were exceed- ingly sorry that the tribe of '18 was with them no more. 3. And when the weeks had passed the high priest did call them together and they chose Van, a man of mighty valor and great understanding, for their leader. 4. Now there are prbolems great and small for the leaders of a tribe even such as the tribe of '21, so the people cried with a loud voice, “Yea, we do want Ruth of the tribe of Henry, to assist our leader in the smaller things, and Mibs to entertain our brethren, and Florence to keep our records. 5. And all of the tribe did work ex- ceedingly hard, and it came to pass that some were stricken with the “flu” and a rest was declared in the land of learning. 6. And when they were again assem- bled together in High-School land, the tribes of '21 did entertain their brethren of all the tribes. 7. And they did take them all into the Sophomore Ice Cream Parlor and did feed them, and they gave unto them Lover's Delight and Chocolate Nut Dips and what- soever they did desire. 8. And their brethren were cheered in spirit and were exceedingly happy. 9. Now it came to pass that the tribe of '21 was assembled together and did choose colors for their banner, yea they did choose “green and gold.” 10. Now when they were here assem- bled together, they did decide to go unto the home of Larry of the tribe of Travis, and to hold their yearly festival on the shores of that lake which is called Pine. 11. And so they did go into the home of Larry with many baskets and with colors flying. 12. And their unfriendly brethren, even those of the tribes of '20 and '22 did come also unto the festival, and great was the hunger of these people. 13. And they burst into piteous lamen- tation and asked to be given meat. 14. And they snatched up the banner and carried it away when they were turned away hungry. 15. And then the men did fight with big sticks to regain the banner and came back triumphant and great was the joy of all. 16. And so ended the second yearly fes- tival of the tribe of '21 in High-School land. 17. And as the year came to a close, great was the excitement of all when the high priest, yea even he whom they called Harris, did decide to leave the land of Learning. 18. Now in their great need their arose from among them, one who had been an Page Thirty humble teacher, and he was declared by all the chief scribes to be the high priest. 10. And he was called J. M. Hughes, and he was a man of much knowledge and exceedingly great was his patience. 20. Thus endeth the second chronicle of the tribe of ’21 in High-School land, and they passed out of Sophomore land even unto the very borders of the land of Jun- iors. 21. And a rest was declared for all in the land of learning. Chapter III. 1. And when they were again come into High-School land, the tribe of ’21 entered into the land of upper-classmen. 2. And they were of great knowledge and were called Juniors. 3. Now when the time came, the high priest called the tribe of ’21 together and they chose Stephen of the tribe of Hall to lead them. 4. For he was a man of much cunning and great ideas; and he did lead his peo- ple in the paths of originality. 5. And Lil was chosen to consent to all of Steve’s ideas, and Helen to keep the money, and Myrna to take notes and keep the records and Cevilla to entertain their brethren of the other tribes. 6. Now alike unto all who had passed through the land of Juniors, the tribe of ’21, did resolve to invite their brethren unto a Masquerade Ball. 7. And they took leaves and cornstocks and pumpkins into the festival hall, and did transform it into a cornfield on Hallo- we’en night. 8. And gypsies and soldiers and Spanish dancers and cowboys did flock unto the Mask Ball and danced and made merry beneath a big red moon. 9. And all who belonged to the tribe of ’21 were proud and joyous, for the Mask Ball of ’21 was a success and ne'er will be forgot. 10. And Steve did go unto the high priest and said unto him in a loud voice, 11. “I bring you a message from my people. They have sent me to you to be- seech your mercy. 12. “They want a sign by which all people may know that they are brethren yea, even those symbols which are called class rings.” 13. And lo, the high priest sent Steve back to his tribe with no answer. 14. And his people were distressed, and were in great anxiety. 15. And when the days had passed the high priest came unto them, and spake unt othem saying, “ya” which being in- terpreted means “I consent.” 16. And great was the joy of the people. 17. And in a few days the high priest came again unto the tribe of ’21 and said unto them, 18. “In the days to come ye are to give a program and make your brethren happy but this one thing I say unto you, no jazz allowed.” 19. And as he spake unto them, they did become sad and gloomy and did ac- claim him without reason. 20. And the people were sore afraid and did question among themselves “How shall we make our brethren happy and joyous without ‘jazz’?” 21. But because they were the tribe of ’21 they did resolve to make the best of things, and did entertain their brethren without jazz. 22. And peace was again restored in the land of learning. 23. And it came to pass that the tribe of '21 decided to give a festival on the Day of Hearts. 24. And they did invite the greatest and the least from all High-School land, to come unto this festival and make merry. 25. And all those who went unto this festival, did dance midst hearts and cupids and were happy. 26. And now when they had entered into their duties of the next month Steve sent out a call for actors and actresses. 27. And they came in swarms to try out for the Junior play which was called “All On Account of Polly.” 28. And Miss Marks did chose the best from among them and made them work yea, even day and night they worked and did cry out for Jnercy. Page Thirty-One =o= 29. Now when the day came and all was ready, great was the excitement among them, but when it came unto the evening, the sky was clear and all was ready. 30. And after they had given their play, the people who had seen it were happy and did clap their hands and it was pro- claimed a great success by all. 31. And now they began to look for- ward to their final success in the land of Juniors, and they began to plan for the Prom. 32. But amidst all plans, they did stop and think. 33. And they cried one to another, “When and where shall we have our class festival. 34. And after much discussion they did decide to go into the country, yea even unto the home of Harold Martin, whom they called “Fat”. 35. And there they made much noise and were merry with eating and dancing. 36. And when they came back into the land of learning, they did send invitations unto all Seniors, faculty and alumni, to come unto their reception. 37. And ferns and flowers were trans- planted into the festival hall and it did look beautiful. 38. And that night came to pass that they seemed to be fairies dancing to fairy music in Fairyland. 39. And the tribe of ’21 was exhaulted and proud of its successes in the land of Juniors. 40. And they went on their way re- joicing, even unto the utmost borders of the land of Juniors and did approach the land of Seniors. 41. And for a space there was peace in the land. Chapter IV. 1. And when the days of rest were passed the tribe of ’21 came back into High-School land and were called Seniors. 2. And when they had come back, they were few in number, being less than two score, but they were people of great knowl- edge and mighty in spirit. 3. And the high priest called them to- gether and said unto them, “Now ye are in the land of Seniors. Choose ye, there- fore, who shall lead you.” 4. And a great cry went forth and they chose George Duchossois, whom they called “Dishie.” 5. And he stood before his people and did promise to remain forever true to then . 6. And they took Maude Wolfe from their midst to help their leader, and Mil- dred Wing to tell them and their brethren how to make merry, and Ruth Henry to keep the records. 7. And when this was done they all went out unto their divers paths of learn- ing. 8. And they did study and work and they were held in awe by their brethren, even those of the tribes of ’22, ’23, and ’24. 9. Now there is a custom in High-School land that the Seniors do issue the first call to a festival. 10. And so it came to pass that the tribe of ’21 did announce a great festival, and they called it the Senior Reception. 11. And many were chose from every tribe in the land to help entertain their brethren at this great festival. 12. Now when the time came they all went unto their festival hall at Central and did dance and make merry. 13. Now there was much discussion in High-School land, for all did seek a name for the annual. 14. And at last the entire tribes of High-School land did decide to call it the “El-Pe”. 15. And for a‘while there was peace in the land. 16. Now when Christmas time came near, the tribe of ’21 did send for Santa to come unto the land of learning. 17. And he came and gave gifts and presents to those in High-School land. 18. And a rest was declared in the land of learning and all were exceedingly happy. Pago Thirty-Two 19. Now when they were again come together the tribe of ’21 did plan to give a carnival. 20. And they invited all their brethren of the land of learning, and even all peo- ple who were not of the land of learning. 21. And a great mob came unto this carnival for a good time. 22. And the tribe collected nickels and dimes and in return did give them a good time and much to eat. 23. Now on a certain day it was an- nounced that the tribe of ’21 would give a play which was called, “Stop Thief’’. 24. And they told their brethren to buy tickets and to go unto this play. 25. And they did do as they were com- manded by their elders. 26. Now after they had gone unto the play, they became excited and there was wailing and gnashing of teeth. 27. Rut since it was only a play, it did turn out lovely and all were happy once more. 28. Now after the weeks had passed the tribe was called together to go unto their last class party in High-School land. 29. And so they went unto this festival and made merry. 30. Now while they were assembled here together, they made plans to meet every year, even at a reunion. 31. Now as the close of their sojourn in High-School land drew near, the tribe of ’22 invited them unto a banquet and dance. 32. And they went one and all unto this banquet, and did rejoice and were ex- ceedingly happy. 33. And when but a few days were left, one was given unto the tribe and it was called class day. 34. And each member of the tribe, stood before their brethren and their elders and spake unto them saying, 35. “Now we must leave you and we go out into unknown lands and unknown sea but we shall remember you forever.” 36. And then they did stand on their feet and sang a song, yea even their class song before their brethren. 37. And when this was done the people of High-School land rushed out into the halls to buy an annual, even that which was called the “El-Pe”. 38. And thus when the tribe of ’21 had taken in all the money, that class day did end. 39. Now it came to pass in a few days that the tribe was again assembled to- gether, and they did go unto a church for Baccalaureate. 40. And they did listen to the speaker and they were told how to live in the lands which they would soon be journeying in. 41. And the tribe went out of that meeting place with thoughtful hearts and they will forever remember what they heard on that day. 42. Now there was yet one more event to take place before that day which is called Commencement. 43. And those who had passed through High-School land on into other lands, even those who are called “Alumni”, did re- ceive them into their midst at a great banquet. 44. And now when the last day did come the members of the tribe of ’21 were full of sorrow. 45. And that night as they sat before their brethren they did listen with much attention to him who told them of their journey. 46. And he told of the rough spots and of the smooth places they would find iq the days to come, and the people of the tribe were thoughtful. 47. And then the high priest did give unto each one of them a roll of parchment representing their four years of work and study in High-School land. 48. And thus endeth the last chronicle of the tribe of ’21 in High-School land and they went out into other lands with hearts that will be forever true to themselves and their tribe. —Myrna Paul, 21. Page Thirty-Three The Class Prophecy Time: 1931. Place: At the Delphi Oracle, Greece. A large cave with a tripod in front of it containing burning incense. A weary traveler, presumably a globe-trotter, ap- pears and looks in wonderment at the cave. Looks around, then stops suddenly, throws down his suitcase and scratches his head. “I have it! This is one of those places I used to read about in Latin Class in old L. P. H. S. It’s one of those oracles that is supposed to tell where everyone is and what they’re doing. I wonder—I wonder —what’s happened to all the folks in the class of 1921. I wonder if this place— could tell me. Well, there’s nothing like trying. Here goes! 1 might as well make a stab at it. I haven’t anything else to do right now, anyway. Here’s the door, I suppose one enters here.” (He enters; silence for a while. Finally he asks in a loud tone—) “First of all. can you tell me what be- came of our illustrious president, George Duchossois?” (A long silence, then a somewhat low, droning monotone.) “I see, far away—the land of United States, in it a big building. Inside, there are many black-robed figures. It is the Supreme Court of the United States. I see two men debating hotly. One is known all over the U. S. as a great lawyer, now an old, old man. Elihu Root. Ah. he sits down, he is defeated. The other, George Duchossois, smiles confidently, then sits down.” “Well, well, so old George J. I), is a great lawyer. I knew if he stayed on Mr. Neilsen’s debating team much longer he’d become a great man. Now can you tell me what became of our friend Lucy Black?” “Again—I see, the same city in the United States, a great white building looms up, and as its portals open, I see inside great confusion. People rush wild- ly to and fro and stenographers are taking down the speech of some woman gesticu- lating in the Senate. She is. I am told, the Congresswoman from the 25th Con- gressional District of Rhode Island. Only one stenographer, who is her private sec- retary, can take down her speeches cor- rectly. I think she also comes from the class of 1921. Isn’t it—Ora—Ora Young? That is it!” “So Ora and Lucy even got to the Sen- ate. They certainly are ambitious. Lucy surely will be able to beat them all at talking, too. Now please see if you can find out what became of Clarence Van Vactor, our wonderful business manager.” “This time I see—ranks of soldiers. West Point. They are graduating, and I see one person taking first honors. Oh, it is “Van” as you call him. Again the scene changes, this time to a tropical cli- mate, Cuba. This time I see him giving orders and dressed in the uniform of a general. He has risen to be Governor- General of Cuba. He seems to be enjoy- ing himself for as you Americans say, ‘It is Cuba’. Why? I do not know.” “Well, if Van’s there, surely Lil ought to be somewhere on the horizon. Can you tell me where she is?” “Lillian Kara? Ah, a Spanish inter- preter! I know—teaching Spanish to the Cubans. And I see her after her business hours, walking home in the moonlight, with Van by her side. “Oh yes. that isn’t surprising. Well, now that they’re satisfactorily settled, in both my mind and their home, I’d better ask about Ruth Henry. She surely must be married, isn’t she?” “No, I see a college, then a classroom of boys and girls, it is a French class. She is smiling as they listen wide-eyed to her words of wisdom.” “Heavens, how can they take her se- riously? So she teaches a French class! I can wager that won’t last long. Ruth Pajjo Thirty-Four wants variety. Oh yes, and how did old Fat Martin turn out? “I see. I see again, a big city in the United States. I am transported to a large room. Two rotund figures appear among several pretty girls. They are ex- plaining something to them. Ah, now they execute difficult dancing steps,—they are teaching aesthetic and modern danc- ing. The sign on the building reads: Dancing School, All Dances Taught. Con- ducted by Professors Martin and Jaeger. “That is good! So Butter and Fat have incorporated and are conducting dancing classes. Well, well, good luck to them! Let’s see, oh yes! Tell me, what became of Marjory and Elise Low. Did Marjie at last settle down ? “There is, in a thriving city by the name of LaPorte, a large building, it is, oh, I understand, a new Y. W. C. A. In a gym —gymnasium floor, I think you call it, I see a modern young lady executing cer- tain wild movements before a large class of girls. She is teaching. I think, oh yes, I see the door to her office: Miss Mar- jory Low, Physcial Director. Now be- fore my eyes appears a queer phenomenon in which people are seen moving but do not seem to be real. It is what you Ameri- cans call—The Movie. I see a tragic play being enacted and I see starring in it as it says, Elise Low—Cecil De Mille Pro- ductions. Oh she is what you say ‘A Movie Queen’. “That certainly is some news, too. To think, Mari a physical director and Elise a star. Well, it's what is suited to them all right. That’s what they wanted! And Cevilla Line? Did she get married to Dick? “Cevilla Line. Hm-m. This time I see Europe. She is traveling in Italy. Study- ing art in Italy. It is but a sideline, tho, I see she travels in a Pierce Arrow. She must have married, but she has accom- plished her ambition also of studying art. “Oh, I thought perhaps Cevilla would find time to marry Dick besides studying art. Oh, by the way, is there anyone else in Europe? “I do not—wait—the scene shifts to Paris. This time there appears a fash- ionable clothing establishment. In it are many richly gowned Parisian women looking through the shops and at the liv- ing models, one of which seems to be June Thomas. “So she is in Europe too. Anyone else? How about Alvin Vandewalker? Perhaps he’s studying labor problems. That was always his favorite topic in History. “This time there appears a door on which is inscribed, ‘Alvin Vandewalker, President.’ The door opens. The inside seems to be an office furnished plainly but richly. Something pink appears. Hair! Ah, the President appears. He sits down, gives orders. Now I see! He is the pres- ident of the famous Wholesale Grocery Trust! “Alvin did not quite live up to his fa- vorite problem, but I see is making a very efficient president of a Trust. Think of it! How about—ah—er—oh yes, I have it. Blanche, Blanche Thaldorf, what’s become of her? “She comes into view standing before many people. Lecturing? No. She is busily demonstrating Djer-Kiss Cosmetics to a large number of women. “Well I guess it isn’t so hard for Blanche to do that. Now, there’s Neal Sheldon, what’s he doing? “I see a man sitting at a desk. Then later a book appears which people seem to devour. A man is talking. He says: ‘New satire! Written by Neal Sheldon, fore- most satirist since the death of Luke Man- under whom Mr. Sheldon spent many years of research!’’ “Huh, that’s good! Neal a famous au- thor. A second Swift! Are there any more authors? That class surely is some class!’’ “Again I see someone busily working. This time it is a woman writing. The title of the book is ‘Psychology of the Soul’, by Maude Wolfe. Pago Thirty-Five “So Maude is writing! She was always good in that line. Now are there any more? How about Florence Kadow?” “Well, that’s a good job for her. Could you please tell me where Fred Pitzer is?” “A college appears again but this time not the classroom, but the field. This per- son. a tall athletic man. is absorbed in talking to a group of college men. Why, he is this Fred Pitzer, a famous coach now, successor to Alonzo Stagg of the Chi- cago University. I see someone waiting for him to finish his conversation. A wo- man, oh, mist assuredly, that is his wife, Florence!” “That surely is a fine position for Fred. I certainly must be tiring this oracle but I must know what became of the rest. Where is Laura Searl and what is she doing?” “The scene remains in the college. This time I am transferred to the Mathematics Department. She is one of the head pro- fessors.” “So that is what Laura is doing! Did Mildred Wing also become a teacher?” “The scene changes completely. I feel hot winds, see jungles, see African canni- bals and above all the din I hear Mildred Wing talking to them. She is a missionary among the heathens in South Africa.” “I wonder Mildred isn’t scared to death. She doesn’t seem to fit in with cannibals. But Mildred has a soothing effect on any- one. That reminds me. Is Lester Travis a minister? His speeches always made the girls weep in History Class.” “A great building appears with rows upon rows of seats filled with people who are either crying or gazing dumbfounded- ly at a figure on the platform. It seems to be this Lester Travis is taking a cer- tain evangelist’s place, Billy Sunday, I be- lieve, after studying under his tutorage for years. He is now going to preach, himself, and already he is famous.” “Lester, Lester, you surely have a ca- reer ahead of you. Did Robert Jessup go on the evangelist’s platform also? He never talked much but just the same, strange things are happening, so I’m going to expect the unexpected.” “I see again that thriving city, LaPorte. Then I see the county agent, Robert Jess- up, moving around in the court house.” “Oh, yes, that’s right. Bob was always for agriculture, wasn’t he? And so was Michael Moyer. Did he become a profes- sor of agriculture or something?” “No, no. Your friend, Michael Moyer appears to be teaching a class in History. He is second only to Mr. Neilsen. He teaches at Harvard.” “There are certain enough teachers. How about Jane Hayter? She always in- tended to teach.” “After many years as a school teacher, she now is taking care of children. Yes, it’s a—private kindergarten. But there does appear in the distance another teach- er, regal looking, this time a lady by the name of Myrna Paul. She is the head of a famous girls’ boarding school. “Well, then what has become of her friend, Evelyn Munson?” “This time, I see in the far West, the city of Reno, Nevada. After becoming quite at home in that city of divorces, in which she has had much experience, I see she has accepted a position as court ste- nographer.” “How everyone has drifted apart! Oh yes, 1 wanted to ask, did Doris Henoch and Helen Culver become artists?” “1 see, a woman hard at work in her studio at New York, but enjoying it. She is designing covers for a popular monthly magazine. This is Doris Henoch. Now the scene changes to the other part of the U. S.—Seattle, Washington. Another ar- tist, this time Mary Helen Culver, and though happily married, she still pursues her art work. She is a designer.” “Yes, it seems to me that I heard that she was married. To some famous lawyer or something like that. So both our an- nual artists found fame. Well, they de- served it. George Heusi was an artist too. Can you see what he is doing?” PHgo Thirty-Six “New York Sun. I see a famous car- toon signed ‘Heusi’. And he ‘commutes’ between Dubuque, Iowa and New York. He is now one of the most popular car- toonists of the day.” “Oh, that’s George all right! Let’s see now—Clarence Culver and Babe Behrndt. They wanted to be ‘bums’. Are they?” “There appear two trunks, stamped with foreign labeis. Fairly covered with them. The names on them are Clarence Culver. Franklin Behrndt. They are en- thusiastic globe-trotters, migrating be- tween all the countries of the world.” “Well, that suits them. How about Hiley—Ethan Hiley? Isn’t he with them?” “No. He stays in that great city of cities, New York. An Arrow Collar comes before my vision. Ah yes, I understand. He is posing for the Arrow Collar adver- tisements which you see so much in the magazines and which the girls cut out and paste in their memory books.” “Now, let’s see. There are Bob John- sen, Marjory Hans, Marvel Hunt and Rus- sel Kabelin. Where is Bob?” “The scene comes back to the first city which appeared, Washington, D. C. The House of Representatives appears. In- side, the Speaker rises and demands si- lence. He seems very stern, very unmoved by the great confusion. You are right. It is the great executive, Robert Johnsen!” “How could he be stern? And Marjorie Hans, tell me about her.” “A whirl of dust in the distance. Then out of the dust appears many cattle. Then a fair woman on her horse, rounding them up. It is Marjorie Hans, who now runs a ranch in the far West.” “A ranch! Of all things for Marjorie! Oh yes, Marvel Hunt? Is she married to Gordon Si Ivey? “First I see a conservatory of Music. Marvel is very much interested in teach- ing and composing music which is now famous all over the U. S. The scene shifts. Now I see her playing too—but to Gordon in their home!” And last but not least, even if he was small, where is Bus Kabelin?” “I hear strains of music. A large the- ater looms before me. The Symphony Or- chestra is playing and Russell Kabelin is Frist Cornetist.” “So that’s what everyone is doing! I surely am glad I ventured to try this old oracle. Think of what I might have miss- ed! I got my money’s worth and then some. I take my hat off to you, Oracle, I believe in you!” —J. M. T. Pujjc Thirty-Seven Our Duty as Seniors The school is the foundation of the men and women of tomorrow. Our school life, to a great extent, determines our life as men and women. The four years of our High School life have been years of strug- gle and difficulty. Whether our high School career will serve as an incentive for further advancement will rest with each individual. We can continue in the work of improvement or we can fold our arms and in a few years, lose all that we have won in the struggle for graduation. It is not the duty of the class to prophesy what the attainments of each member will be. That responsibility rests solely with the individual. In considering this re- sponsibility, we should take advantage of the benefits from the education we have bestowed upon us. Therefore, in choos- ing what walk of life we are to pursue we must consider in what avenue we can most efficiently carry out our work. We do not claim to have the highest record of any graduating class, neither do we accept the lowest, but we do claim that we are on the average with the others. None of us may ever prove himself to be an Edison or a Nansen, a Lincoln or a Grant, but we can, as men and women, true to an honest purpose in life, win for ourselves a place in business and society that will be the source of pride for our parents, our teachers and our classmates. Your School If you want to study in the kind of a school Like the kind of a school you like, You needn’t slip your clothes in a grip And start on a long, long hike. You’ll find elsewhere what you left behind, For there’s nothing that’s really new, It’s a knock at yourself when you knock your school. For it isn’t your school—IT’S YOU. Real schools are not made by men afraid, Lest somebody else gets ahead; When everyone works and nobody shirks, You can raise a school from the dead. During our entire High School life, our teachers have been our constant guides and advisors and with reverence next only to our parents should we pay tribute to them. When we faltered they came to us with a helping hand and beckoned us through the storm and strife. We are henceforth to depend upon our own abili- ties, and now, who will come to us in time of doubt and indecision? The school, the teachers, and school- mates will remain impressed upon our minds. On the night of our graduation the audience will remain with us with far more vividness than we will remain with them, but from then on we must depend upon our own productive powers. The Class of 1921 is one of high aims, standards and ideals. They possess the genuine stability of purpose and they have the spirit of Longfellow’s character in his poem “Excelsior”. When approaching the village on a stormy night, toiling human- ity, refused shelter, struggled onward. In a like spirit will the Class of 1921 meet their difficulties and, “Through wind and rain and frost and snow, And sing and shout as on they go.” —“Excelsior.” —M. Moyer. And if, while you make your personal stake, Your neighbor can make his, too; Your school will be what you want it to be, For it isn’t your school—IT’S YOU. “Hard On The Boys” Two Juniors, bent on securing a Twen- ty-One flag, held up a Senior. After a long, fierce fight, in which the Senior al- most had the better of it, they succeeded in conquering him. A thorough search of his clothes disclosed nothing. “Truth, brother,” said one of the pair. “If he’d had a particle of flag he would a murdered the two of us!” Phrc Thirty-Eight The Senior Class Who’s Who in the Senior Class FRANKLIN BEHRNDT—Alias “Babe”; never content unless he has something to play with; a science genius, who has never had a date. LUCY BLACK—Composed of quality hut not quantity; a persevering student. CLARENCE CULVER—Fads a novelty; a dis- believer in headgear; “Culla’s” specialty is wit. HELEN CULVER—Our class artist; a friend to everyone; never seen without a smile. GEORGE DUCHOSSOIS—Our class president and editor-in-chief of the EL-PE; an untiring worker; one who can do big things with pre- cision; Dishie” is also, our class orator. LILLIAN FARA—As fair as the lily; our assis- tant editor; known for her resourcefulness; a reliable and conscientious worker. RALPH GUENTHER—'“GinnieV’ ability discov- ered at last—basketball! Possessor of brains, in addition to good looks; has all the qualities of a successful business man. MARJORIE HANS—The class gossip; she keeps us posted on What's What, and what she doesn’t know isn’t known yet. JANE IIAYTER—Extremely quiet; thinks much but talks little; she doesn’t choose to disclose all she knows. RUTH HENRY—“Charlie” can talk and talk and talk and talk and talk, and then talk some more; is very popular and a good student; e-e-e-eek is her pet phrase. DORIS HENOCH—Possesses unusual art talent; has a very pleasing disposition. GEORGE HEUSI—We all like George; the girls are wild about him; is very good looking and a star basketball player. ETHAN HI LEY—We can best describe him as “class ; would rather dance than eat; we call him “Butch” but we don’t know why. RALPH HOFFMAN—Quiet, persevering and re- served; Ralph has not yet been discovered. MARVEL HUNT—Full of vim and pep; a friend to everyone and known by everyone. NORMAN JAEGER—A little stouter than the average; possesses a cheerful disposition; “Butter-bail” also likes the girls. ROBERT JOHNSEN—Hapny when you’re happy, and makes you happy when you’re sad; an ac- complished violinist; enjoys making a fool of himself. RUSSELL KABELIN—“Bus” certainly can play that cornet; quiet and unassuming. FLORENCE KADOW—We call her “Flo” for short; is a good worker and is always ready to extend a helping hand. CEVILLA LINE—A good student; the belle of the class. ELISE LOW—She asks more questions in a day than the whole class does in a week; a type- writing demon. MARJORIE LOW—Marj is somewhat of an ac- tress; her hobby is “taking pictures in the springtime.” HAROLD MARTIN—Show Fat” a girl and he will fall all over himself; his hobby is danc- ing; ambition—Ruth Henry. MICHAEL MOYER—His ambition is to be a school teacher; he believes in work, but doesn’t forget the play. EVELYN MUNSON—Is exceedingly quiet; pos- sesses a pleasing disposition; a willing work- er. MYRNA PAUL—Possesses a literary talent which is displayed in our class History. (Just read it.) FREDERICK PITZER—The High School’s bas- ketball star; the deserving winner of the St John’s medal. JOSEPH ROBUSKI—Quiet and unassuming; his hobby—blondes. LAURA SEARL—She is a new student in our ranks, but we feel her presence. NEAL SHELDON—Has not yet found himself; a kind and generous fellow; although rather headstrong; has proven a great help to the EL-PE staff. BLANCHE THALDORF—Possesses the qualities of a modern girl; a good and conscientious worker. JUNE THOMAS—Quiet and persevering; she is a friend to everyone. LESTER TRAVIS—Is a little Irishman who came into our midst and became known over night. ALVIN VANDEWALKER—Is the only one we think will be a bachelor, by the way—that is his ambition. He is independent, which with him, is a virtue. CLARENCE VAN VACTOR—Possesses the qual- ities of a successful business man; is kind and helpful, and always thoughtful of others; he is an exceptionally good student. MILDRED WING—Known for her sweet and charming personality; a girl whom the opposite sex appeal to; she is an exceptionally good entertainer and has often been seen on the High School programs. MAUDE WOLF—A conscientious worker; a good student; one who can always be relied upon. ORA YOUNG—Quiet and unassuming; she goes her own way. ROBERT JESSUP—A reliable student; is al- ways willing to work and has never been known to fail. Page Forty NAME VIRTUE Franklin Behrndt Mathematics Lucy Black Blushes Helen Culver Disposition Clarence Culver Vocabulary George Duchossois Business Lillian Fara Her Smile Ralph Guenther Ragtime Marjorie Hans Kind Heartedness Jane Hayter Reliability Doris Henoch Good Nature Ruth Henry Popularity George Heusi Good Will Ethan Hiley Dancing Marvel Hunt Friendliness Norman Jaeger Complexion Robert Jessup Silence Robert Johnson Violin Russell Kabelin Peacefulness Florence Kadow Voice Cevilla Line Personality Elise Low Her Taste Marjory Low Pep Warren Keithline Marcel Wave Harold Martin His Car Michael Moyer Smile Evelyn Munson Modesty Myrna Paul Complexion Fred Pitzer Basketball Joseph Robuski Stoicism Laura Searl Industry Neal Sheldon Eye Brows June Thomas Her Hair lister Travis Brains Blanche Thaldorf Studiousness Alvin Vandewalker Red Hair Clarence VanVactor Disposition Mildred Wing Sweetness Maude Wolfe Studiousness Ora Young Dimples FAV. PASTIME Loafing Talking Writing to (?) Harmony Laboring on EL-PE Van Basketball Flirting Study Drawing Dancing Physics Vacation Writing Blushing Looking Innocent Star-gazing Chess Manicuring Dick Talking Vamping Sleeping Asking for dates Getting fussed Joy Riding News-gatherer Athletics G. A. A. Working Bluff Dancing Reciting Peevishness Studying dictionary Lill Being a Tomboy Thinking Typewriting WEAKNESS Playfulness Bangs Herself Hair Oratory Van Sense of Humor Walk Voice Chewing gum Neal S. Eye-Brows Skirts Gordon Circumference Bashfulness Childishness Wolf notes English VIII. Other Fellows Inquisitiveness Sleeping Size Dancing Debating Boys Pull in English Florence Basketball Physics Ruth Dates Tests Feet Actions Lill Innocence Glasses Retiring AMBITION Geologist Home for Two Artist Millionaire Lawyer Van Musician School Teacher Marriage Artist Heiress Cartoonist Cuba Silvey McCormack Minister Actor Cornetist Authoress Pierce-Arrow Suffragette Actress Basketball Star To Reduce Teacher Chief Operator Vamp College Diploma Preacher Librarian Money Millionairess Senator Traveling Heaven Bungalow College Debutante Bus. College REALIZATION Globe-Trotter Home for Four Beauty Specialist South Sea Islands Supreme Court Happiness Victor Artist Opera Star Realized Interior Decorator Millionairess Cow-Puncher Dancing Master Pianist A1 Jolson Farmer Kriesler Hungry Five Realized Ford Pacifist Happy Home Coach Aesthetic Dancer Superintendent Housewife Old Maid Marriage License Missionary Realized Politician Billionairess Chauffeur Cook Russia Pres. Standard Oil She Went Nurse Stenographer Seniors Upon entering High School the Fresh- ies tremble with fear when a Senior looks at them and feels elevated or superior to his colleagues if one seemingly conde- scends to pay any attention to a Freshie or to even speak to one. The beginners in High School feel the superiority of the upper-classmen and marvel in awesome wonder at the intellectual ability of those graduates. Their accomplishments are re- markable and unsurpassable in perfect- ness to such a degree that there is no par- allel. They dance and give plays and en- tertainments that could never be equaled by a mere class of beginners. But in the Sophomore year some of this remarkable- ness or prestige is lost and they are looked upon as persons of superior mentality and not as creatures of perfection. In the Junior year the Seniors are looked upon with eyes of jealousy and sometimes hat- red. The Juniors become so bold as to openly criticize the Seniors and work for ends that would out-class the Seniors in ability and presentation. But when a student becomes a Senior he realizes all his former beliefs were false and without foundations. He be- comes aware of the fact of how little he really knows and also the mistakes he has made in the work he took up in the class- rooms. When the time comes for con- sideration of the college life he regrets his bull-headedness when a Sophomore and wishes he had followed the advice of school authorities in the choosing of the subjects to be taken. The Senior year is the climax of High School life. It is also the hardest year, for the students from a social and business standpoint, of the en- tire four years. Everything must be an overwhelming success and in making this be what it should the students realize that they do not have the influence over faculty and student body as the Freshmen be- lieve they have. Everything that a Senior gets he has to fight for, and his advancement in social functions is restricted on all sides by the powers that be, until some became dis- couraged and only the few good fighters left have to shoulder the responsibilities and if they are not executed to the satis- faction of those who have given up inter- est, the responsible persons are ridiculed and chastized, not in a physical manner, but in a way unknown to many and known well by the victims, until a feeling of dic- tatorship seems to have been assumed by the persons who haven’t that right. At the end of the year if those few who have shouldered the work win out victoriously the class is given a good send-off and re- membered as a good class but if difficulties are too steep and everyone knocks instead of boosting, the class fails and is remem- bered as a bad class all because of the disinterest of persons who should have buckeled down and helped drive on to the goal of success. The Seniors cannot be the class they should unless the entire student body lends its hearty co-operation. The old-fashioned idea of class spirit is still prevalent in some ways today, but is giving way to united school spirit with everyone working for the benefit of the school as a whole. It is up to the graduating class to foster this feeling and in doing so they help themselves to put out an annual that is a good representation of what a united High School can do. —A. Vandewalker. l‘ng - Forty-Two Will of the Class of 1921 1. The Senior Class, party of the first part, to Mr. Trester, Mr. Hughes, and the fac- ulty of LaPorte High School, parties of the second part, their sincere appreciation and gratitude for what they have done in mak- ing the class of 1921. 2. Franklin Behrndt, party of the first part, to Mr. Neilson, party of the second part, some of his toys so that he won’t have to play with his keys during class recitations. 3. George Heusi, party of the first part, to Mr. Hughes, party of the second part, a book entitled, “The Fundamentals of Phys- ics.” 4. Cevilla Line, party of the first part to Princess Weaver, party of the second part, the care of Harry Abrams and Harold Gaul. 5. Clarence Culver, party of the first part, to Louis Dingier, party of the second part, his ability to express himself. 6. Mildred Wing, party of the first part, to Kathryn Anderson, party of the second part, her innocence. 7. Maude Wolfe, party of the first part, to Mildred Enns, party of the second part, her good sense. 8. Lucy Black, party of the first part, to Virginia Wilk, party of the second part, her enormous stature. 9. Mary Helen Culver, party of the first part, to Art Smith, party of the second part, her sweet, melodious voice. 10. Ralph Guenther, party of the first part, to Harold Bennethum, party of the second part, his complete length. 11. George Duchossois, party of the first part, to anyone who proves himself wor- thy, the exclusive use of the expression, “Youse Guys!” 12. Ruth Henry, party of the first part, to Sophie Hult, party of the second part, her famous power of expressing consternation, surprise, horror, etc., by the outburst “e-e-e-k!” 13. Marjorie Hans, party of the first part, to Elva Shinabarger. party of the second part, her numerous cases. 14. Jane Hayter. party of the first part to Norman Johnson, party of the second part, her sublime silence. 15. Marvel Hunt, party of the first part, to “Bill and Maggie”, parties of the sec- ond part, the first installment on an en- gagement ring. 16. Clarence Van Vactor, party of the first party, to Lawrence Travis, party of the second part, his physique, mentality and all the other requisites necessary to securing a sheepskin. 17. Fred Pitzer, party of the first part, to Boardman and Pease, parties of the sec- ond part, a book, “How to break away from the girls and get to basketball prac- tice on time.” 18. Alvin Vandewalker, party of the first part, to Bennie Zoller, party of the second part, his red mane. 19. Lester Travis, party of the first, to Harold Gaul, party of the second part, his red and white sweater. 20. Norman Jaeger, party of the first part, to Harry Kreidler, party of the second part, the cube of his circumference. 21. Ethan Hiley, party of the first part, to Walter Hahn, party of the second part, his part in the middle. 22. Robert Johnsen, party of the first part, to Amos Coffeen, party of the second part, his bird-like agility. 23. Russell Kabelin, party of the first part, to Leo Lamberson, party of the second part, his universally known bow-tie. 24. Lillian Fara, party of the first part to Miss Reyoulds. party of the second part, her winning smile. 25. Florence Kadow, party of the first part, to the girls of the High School, par- ties of the second part, the exclusive use of “the mirror”. Page Forty-Three 26. Harold Martin, party of the first part, to Clarence Tyler, party of the second part, his gracefulness and ease. 27. Michael Moyer, party of the first part, to Glenn Hatch, party of the second part, his good humor. 28. Myrna Paul, party of the first part, to Esther Dring, party of the second part, her season ticket to Elkhart. 29. Neal Arthur Sheldon, party of the first part, to Warner Reeder, party of the second part, his position as class satirist. 30. June Thomas, party of the first part, to Donald Peglow, party of the second part, her wonderful ability to evade work. 31. Ora Young, party of the first part, to Elizabeth Shick, party of the second part, her modesty. 32. Elise Low, party of the first part, to Harold Long, party of the second part, her snappy talk. 33. Marjory Low. party of the first part, to Zita Meister, party of the second part, her bobbed hair. 34. Joseph Robuski, party of the first part, to Roger Hubner, party of the second part, his basketball ability. 36. Doris Henoch, party of the first part, to Lorraine Schafer, party of the second part, her title of champion gum-chewer of La Porte High School. 36. Blanche Thaldorf. party of the first part, to Russell Brockman, party of the second part, her perfect control of her temper. 37. Robert Jessup, party of the first part, to Lawrence Blycker, party of the second part, his class. 38. Laura Searl, party of the first part, to Bernice Hoffman, party of the second part, her knowledge of physics, if the occasion should arise. 39. Ralph Huffman, party of the first part, to Orville Iff land, party of the sec- ond part, his numerous dates. 40. The Senior Class, party of the first part, to Miss Anderson, party of the sec- ond part, their hearty thanks for the great help she has been to them as class sponsor. 41. The Senior Class, party of the first part, to Miss Kelly, party of the second part, our sincere gratitlde for all she has done in making our play a success. A Meteoric Romance For every shooting star, he claimed a kiss, She seemed shy at first and objected to this But he persisting would not be denied, When at length he a meteor spied. And so as the evening grew late, their eyes Often looked at the contour of the skies, And when a darting star caught either’s sight; Nay, if by chance it escaped his veiw She called his wandering fancy to it too. But when the time seemed long between each hug, She pointed out to him a passing lightning bug; And ever with her inventive mind. Her ready wit enabled her to find, More shooting stars in three short hours Than could compose whole meteoric showers. But when she did her last pretense ex- haust, And was about to yield her cause as lost, She saw a switchman’s lantern swing, Then the poor fellow got down to a steady thing. I � go Forty-Four Pagy Forty-Five 12B Fitzsimmons, Eileen Gaul, Harold GrandstafT, Luretta Hess, Hope Keithline, Warren Martin, Katherine Pieplow, Elletha Proud. Kittie Tyrrell, Mabel 11A Abrams, Harry Anderson, Edna Blackwelder, Irving Briggs, Ruth Chase, James Collins, Annie Decker, Harry Dring, Esther Earll, Evelyn Ebert, Helene Enns, Wilbur Fitzsimmons, Lawrence Foltz, Marian Goldman, Beatrice Grisez, Eulalie Hahn, Walter Hattell, Kenneth The Juniors Iffland, Orville Hausheer, Lucile II or nig, Dorothy Hutton. Ethel Jonas, Wendell Kale, Harold Kovenz, Mathias Kreidler, Harry Larson, Vivian Long, Harold McQuisten, Helen Meister, Zita Menzel, I enora Mercer, Richard Moore, Ethel Neilson, Bruce Newman, Leonard Nuetzman, Arthur Peglow, Donald Peterson, Thelma Phalen, Edith Reeder, Warner Shinabarger, Elva Travis, Lawrence White, Marjorie Wilk, Virginia Wirtner, Laura Wise, Willard Naylor, Dorothy 10B Anderson, Kathryn Banker. Dorothy Blackburn, Harold Blycker, Lawrence Borg, Magdalene Bozowsky, Georgiana Burns, Lillian Dingier, Louis Gilmour, Isamu Hazzard, Marie Hunter, Russell Janes, Esther Johnson, Alice Johnson, Norman Kistler, Francis Krause, Edna LaHayne, Rose Lindgren, Norma Littleton, Theodore McLean. Richard Lusby. Lillian Miller, Marston Roule, Arthur Taylor, Dorothie Vogt, Lester Zwissler, Ruth I nge Forty-Six The Junior Class Junior Class History A long while ago, in the year of Nine- teen Hundred and Eighteen, the Children of '22 started on a journey to the land called Fame. After many weary days the children met “The Man of Great Height.” “Oh! kind Sir,” cried the Children, “tell us the right path to ‘Fame’.” “Follow me,” said the man of Great Height, “and I will lead you to this magic place.” Whereupon he led them through a dark forest to a shining palace. “Enter,” said he. Timidly the “Children” of '22 stepped over the threshold of the palace. “You are now Frosh,” smiled ‘The Man of Great Height,’ “for one year you will work and toil unceasingly. If you will but heed the rules of this Palace all will go well, but if you disobey you must stay in this room another year.” And so the “Children” of '22 com- menced the first year of their four years of toil. After much deliberation the Children came together and chose their leaders. The records ran thus: President, Norman Johnson, Vice-President, Lauretta Grand- staff, Secretary-Treasurer, Howard Trav- is, and Entertainer, Edna Anderson. One day excitement ran high—the Freshies were going to have a class party, so one fine evening all the “Children” went to the castle of The Prince of Decker. Then they went to the Princess Ebert’s castle where they feasted on food fit for the gods. Oh yes! the Freshies gave a program. Finally June, and the end of the first year of toil came, and the “Man of Great Height” gave the “Children” a key to the second room of this large Palace. Then came weeks of fun and play in Vacation Valley. When the Children of '22 returned to the Palace they found that the “Man of Great Height's” place had been given to the “Man Who Sees All”, known as Hughes. With a magic key called “Eight-credits” the Children of '22 entered the second room of the Palace. The Children were now “Sophs”. They had lost their “Greenish” hue. They now toiled incessantly and after a short time they again elected leaders. Their records then read: President, Wil- lard Wise; Vice-President, Ruth Briggs; Secretary-Treasurer, Marjory White, and Entertainer, Edna Anderson. As in the year before the “Children” of '22 held a class party to which they in- vited the little “Freshies”. This time, however, they went to the “Castle of Silver Lake” for their fun and had a jolly time. On Saint Patrick’s Day the Children gave their class program. With singing and recitations and music the program was a winner, and the Children were de- lightfully self-conscious for a week. And so with work and play, joy and sor- row the days rolled on and June came again. Their honor roll read: Norman Johnson, Captain-elect; Arthur Nuetzman, Guard; Harold Blackburn, Forward; and Ruth Briggs and Frederic Pitner, De- baters. The proud and happy “Children” of '22 received the key to the Third room—the key called “Sixteen-credits,” from the “Man Who Sees All,” and turned their faces toward “Vacation Valley.” Page Forty- Kight The Children of ’22 now worked in the Third room. They were Juniors—tinged with the rose color of “Romance.” Soon elections were held and the record ran thus: President, Donald Peglow; Vice-President, Marjory White; Secretary- Treasurer, Zita Meister; Literary Editor, Ruth Briggs, and Financing, Kent Ohlis. The third year was eventful. First came the Senior-Junior class party, when a glorious time was held in “Central Pal- ace.” The Juniors then gave a “Masque”. The hall at Central Palace was filled with gypsies, dancers and stately colonial dames. “A success,” said all. Next came the class play—“Nothing But the Truth;” a huge success, everyone agreed. Then the program—another success add- ed to the glowing list. The last and crowding event—the re- ception. Did not the Juniors show the Seniors a good time? And so the year passed by ami the honor roll now read: Norman Johnson, Captain and Star; Arthur Nuetzman. Guard; Wil- lard Wise, Forward; Edna Anderson and Bruce Neilsen. Debaters. The “Man Who Sees All” gave the Chil- dren of ’22 the magic key “Twenty-four credits.” that opens the fourth door and again the Children turned their thoughts to Vacation Valley. LaUEA WlBTNER, Eulalie Grisez. The Sophomores 10A Hubner, Roger Swanson, Millard Balzer, Mildred Hult, Sophie Taylor, Charles Barnes, Lotus Johnson, Helen Travis, Ruth Bear, Kenneth Johnson, Roy White, Capitola Bear, Kenton Jones, Helen Bergquist, Elmer Kaska, Charles 9A Blackwelder, Ernest Koons, Dorothy Barcus, Raymond Blande, Evangeline Larson, Vivian Behmdt, Walter Brockman, Russell Lei iter, Chester Bennethum, Laura Brown, Doris Lutman, Geneva Birtch, Grant Bruhnke, Gertrude Magnuson, Elsie Blakcman, Dorothy Bueltzingsloewen, Lucile Manning, Cable Boardman, Wilhur Bunton, Harriet Miller, Anna Caddy, Charles Chambers, Alan Miller, Eunice Connon, Ruth Coffeen, Amos Miller, Wayne Cook, Clara Collins, Donald Ohlis, Kent Dewitt, Edith Davis, Helen Palm, Lenna Gridley, Henry Dilts, Harlan Pease, Floyd Heise, Marguerite DraGoo, Cornelia Peterson, Vivian Hoeppner ,Edna Drewes, Harold Reeg, Mary Hogue, Theron Dring, Mathis Schumm, Edgar Hoover, Harold Ewald, Vera Schafer, Lorraine Hupp, George Harding. Lloyd Seidler, Evana Jerndt, Forrest Hatch, Glen Skockdopole, Mary Johnson, Ethel Held, Joseph Smith, Marguerite Jonas, Edna Hildebrand, Grace Stamper, Allen Jonas, Loretta Huffman, Bernice Stites, Grace Kerth, Ralph Holloway, John Stoll, Bessie Kingsley, George Levi, Lorraine Line, Forrest Littleton, Haio Marron, Raymond Marron, Catherine McLean, Mary Miller, Howard Miller, Jane Ort, Ross Pullen, Adeline Pusch, William Rosenthal, Hannah Schumaker, Ruth Severs, Walter Shick, Elizabeth Smith, Arthur Smith, Jane Smith, William A. Sonneborn, Charles Steininger, Warren Swan, Raymond Swihart, Sam Thonian, Herbert Trainor, Ailenc Underwood, Marian Weaver, Althedn Yoehum, Theodore Zoller, Esther Page Forty-Nine The Sophomore Class A Lay Made About the Year 1921 With Apologies to Thomas Babington Macauley 1. Ho, trumpets, sound a class note Ho, trumpets, clear the way. The former class of Eight B. Were Fresh ies made one day. Upon a glorious Autumn morn With hearts raised high with pride And with wonder, terror stricken Did through the hallways glide. 2. Peasie was made captain, The man of mighty feats; Chester next was chosen To steer the Freshmen fleets. Many a grand and glorious day And many starlit night As Freshies of the High School We spent on joyous heights. 3. As Sophomores of El-Pe By the nine gods they swore That the great house of ten Should Freshies be no more. By the nine gods did swear it And named a trysting day And bade the messengers ride forth, East and west and south and north To summon their array. 4. From east and west and south and north The Sophomores filled the streets, Then in the great assembly hall The scholars took old seats. Upon the morrow's four o'clock Were chosen leaders bold, With hearts as bold as those who fought In the brave days of old. 5. “Mac Dring was chosen President As leader of the class, And then out spake brave Mathis “I do accept this fearful job Although I fain would not. Brave “Boardie next was singled out Surpassing far by lot. 6. A speech foresooth did Mathis make, Upon the eve of Senior mixer. Then on a day of windy March Shined Bernice as debator. The Sophomores had a program once, And a party fine and gay Which is our hearts forevermore Shall be recalled for many a day. 7. The Sophomore class of '21 Shall long remembered be, For though not boistrous In joy and glee, For we much of both did have, This Sophomore class of El-Pe Was the finest class produced As everyone does see. —I. Gilmour. Page Fifty-Three 9B Adams, Edith Anderson, Loomis Anderson, Wm. Niles Babcock, Esther Bailey. Iris Beall. Rayon Bell. Charles Bennethum, Harold Brown Myron Carter, Florence Chase, John Dorland, Dorothy Ess ling. Caroline Evans, Vern Fara, Ray Fridh, Elsie Classman, Russell Goldman, Anna Highfield, Clara Hoeppner, Marie How. Edward Jacobson. Kenneth Jamison, Hazel Johnson, Paul Littleton. Eleanor Merrill, Charles Loose, Walter Miller. Kathyn Mrozinske, Floyd Nordyke, Evelyn Norris, Thelma Pease, Clarence Olson, Marion Peterson, Vira Phillips, Ella May Phillips, Helen Rauschenbach, Iona Roberts, Lois The Freshmen Rowley, Dorothy Schmulenson, Pearl Schoff. Lawrence Siegmund, Ruth Smith, Milton Soetje, Edward Tibma, Alice Travis, Francis Weaver, Princess Wolfenbarger, Hazel Woodruff, Raymond Zoller, Bennie 11B Barnes, Ethel Barnes, Lynus Bass, Lawrence Bates, Guy Bowers, Glenora Brownsey, Maxine Cad well, Helen Cartwright, Everett Collins, Ralph Darby, Clyde Doyle. Bernice Enns, Mildred Earll, Winifred Evory, Ran no Finley, Harold Fridh, Ejnar Farwood, Kathryn Ganier, Alice Gray, Lyle Gring, Bernice Gustafson, Kathryn Hanson, Hazel Harwick, Pearl Haynes, Marie Holtz, Mildred Holtz, Wilbur Hupp, Dwight Hunt, Mabel Hutton, Lloyd Janes, Robert Jonas, Lorna Keller, Lela Keller, I eonard Kerr, Mildred Kistler, James Klassen, Eugene Lamberson, Leo Larson, Wilbur Lenartson, Mildred Link, Margaret Magnuson, Webster Markley, Bernice McAllister, Mildred Moore, Eleanor Moryl, Francis Norton, Ruth Ohlis, Londa Oliver, Olive Pagels, Bessie Pagels, John Rauschenbach. Agnes Reeder, Ruth Salzer, Lottie Sands, Ina Savage, Richard Schelin, Joseph Shrader, Roy Schultz, Irving Swanson, Hulda Troy, Edna Tyler, Clarence Van Slyke, Charles Warren, Grove Williamson, Lester Zelkas, Sophie Page Fifty Four The Freshman Class Freshman There was in a land of plenty a tribe of studious children. In the year of 1920, the eighth year of their sojourn on the road of learning, these children were in- formed that they would be taken to that wondrous institution of more advanved learning, namely: Mars. With many a good-bye to those who had taught them, and farewell to those who were to be taught, the torch was applied to the rocket and they soared off into space. They were going at a tremendous rate of speed. Air had to be supplied from the oxygen tanks and still they had difficulty in breathing. The wind roared around and through the rocket, filling their ears with the sound, thus making speech im- possible. A crash and then with silent awe each little Freshie climbed out and looked around in a dazed sort of a way. First, they noticed the other moving creatures about them. Tall, ethereal beings with faces old in wisdom though young in years. A beautiful violet haze of many shades hung in the air giving the mem- bers of the upper classes the appearance of always having their heads in the clouds. Then they entered long halls with high ceilings from which light seemed to radi- ate. Many long rows of polished imple- Class History ments of study and shelves after shelves of treasure houses of knowledge, which seemed to anticipate usage, made every- thing appear more business-like. A great meeting was being held, in which these tall beings spoke in .voices calculated to inspire awe and wonder in the hearts of the new-comers. After the several moons of Mars had risen and set many times, there was an announcement noised abroad to the effect that these mysteries to be disclosed to the newer inhabitants, who had sojourned from that lower realm of knowledge, earth. With a feeling of impending doom they gathered together expecting nothing less than dire punishment for every mis- deed ever perpetuated by themselves of these other beings but instead a kindly member of the highest groups of Mar- tians informed them by means of speech and not by writings in white on the in- definite black space, that they were to choose the fittest of their number to show the other dwellers of Mars the beautiful thoughts and deeds of these industrious children. Indefinable as is space, incomprehensi- ble and yet conquerable is the knowledge that is hidden where all these children who truly seek it can find it. —E. S., ’24. Page Fifty-Six Everything at Once I. To find how many liters of a liquid, a tank 3 m. x 1.5 m x 1 m. would hold, you factor out the common monomial, make sure that the curve is epicycloidal and mul- tiply the result by the answer derived from the square of the hypotenuse the difference of the sum of the other two sides. II. The phenomenon of evaporation takes place because when Milton wrote II' Penseroso he was quite sure that the valence of Hydrogen was six. III. Five factors affecting evaporation are smoking on the school grounds, cap- ture of Alamo by the Texans, defeat of Prussian ultra-marines by the Bavarian Cossacks in 1903, the Great Stone of Sar- dis and the dissipation of Alexander. IV. Hydrogen is a liquid having a density of 2.5 degrees Fahrenheit. He was born in 1912 at Stratford on Avon. He wrote “Swiss Family, “Robinson Car- uso,” “Paradise Lost” and “Rover Boys Out West.” He is noted for his opposi- tion and attempted disproof of Archime- des principle that the right hand rule should be ambidextrous. V. The four cycles of a gas engine are as follows: The explosion which is set off by a set of gears drawn by the odonto- graph system with involute curves and radial flanks, the rhythm of which is nearly perfect, the feet being four inches long which differs from the English Sys- tem in that an inch is equal to 2.54 centi- meters, which can be measured with a rul- er, the edge of which is held perpendicular to the side of the bench and a line drawn to the center of the page, which determines why the dewpoint is low if the sun is shining and the stars will come out and allow further investigations of Betelgeuse if Mount Vesuvius does not erupt until Dec. 24. Page Fifty-Setan By-Products of Going; to Church I absolutely believe that besides the preacher, I go to church more than any other person in town. During the thirty minutes of the ser- mon I accomplish wonders. I plan my winter clothes, shoes, hats, coats and gloves included. My whole wardrobe in fact is replenished, remodeled and re-gone over. I get ideas for pretty collar and cuff sets from my near neighbors or from the people that come in late and then have to parade over to our amen corner. In another reverie, I think over the happenings of the week, the good times I have had and what, perchance, I will do in the days to come. Then I cogitate upon heavy and weighty problems concerning some terrific propo- sition in Solid Geometry or say, for in- stance, fifty lines of Vergil. A change of voice of the preacher arouses me and I think of the real purpose of spending my Sundays in church, noth- ing more or less than to set a good exam- ple. Then how really angelic I become. Then there is another by-product (which is a bad one). My disposition is running on low ebb. It’s getting near dinner time and having had no breakfast, I’m hungry, “Judge not that you be not judged.’' Why was the anthem so terribly off key? The organist probably wanted to show off by playing such a long prelude. Why doesn’t Mrs. Jones put her hat where it belongs instead of wearing it on the back of her head ? I never thought of this as a by-product but some people might have. You always can meet nice young men and pleasant young women at church! My word! can it be possible, the last hymn is being announced. Now I must put on an “ever radiant smile’’ and stick out a non-complacent paw. Adieu. Page Fifty-Right Piijfo Fifty-NIno (Llu J thli'tic Bepertnumt nf the Izl- Lle is bebicateb to iHr Bolnntstuu' our ni'io roarl], iuho has prohen himself a haluahle asset to our srljool Resume The Basketball season of 1920-21 will be remembered in after years as a land- mark in L. P. H. S. Athletics. The play- ing of the team was exceptional while the support rendered by the fans was unsur- passed. Altho hindered at the beginning of the season, by illness, the machine built up by our new coach, Mr. Roven- stine, started right out to wade thru its competitors, and it accomplished what it started. During the whole season only five defeats were chalked up against the Orange and Black out of 20 starts, giving them an average of .750. This mark proved to be the second highest average in the district, being exceeded by South Bend alone. The playing of the team was especially characterized by a certain grim- ness and determination which invariably carried them thru to victory. The chief improvement in the team this year seemed to be in its mental attitude. In former years this was one of the defects which proved fatal, many important games be- ing lost by failure to put forth the re- quired vim and pep at the time when the tide of the battle was going against them. As an added incentive to keep training, and to develop good mental attitude in training and practice as well as in games, Mr. St. John of the St. John’s Shoe Hos- pital offered as a prize for the best men- tal attitude, a gold medal, to be presented at the end of the season to the man who best lived up to the training requirements. This person was determined by three judges who were able to keep the men under surveillance the greater part of the time. And, it might be added, not one member of the team was seen at any time to break training in any way, or to be dis- heartened as to the team’s chances. The judges found it extremely hard to deter- mine to whom the honor of wearing the mental attitude medal belonged, but after long and earnest consultation, they finally decided that the star forward of the team, Fred Pitzer, had the edge on the rest of the field. Their choice was also the popu- lar choice and so “Pitz” is now the proud possessor of the St. John medal for good mental attitude during the entire basket- ball season, and we all earnestly believe that he deserves that distinction. Much of the credit for the success of the team this year is due to the untiring efforts of Coach Rovenstine. Never angry with the fellows, never asking for praise or for thanks, he won the respect and the admiration of the entire student body as well as the men on the team. Altho the school loses three excellent men by graduation, the outlook for the future is very bright. Five letter men re- main, and with a competent leader like Coach Rovenstine, the raw material can be molded into another winning aggre- gation. In conclusion, we wish to say that we are extremely proud of our team, our coach, and our rooters, and we here wish to express our thanks to the loyal citizens of LaPorte, in behalf, not only of our basketball team, but of the High School as a whole. —R. L. J. IVig« Sixty The School Yells 1. Locomotive. Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, L—P—H—S Rah, Rah. Rah, Rah, L__p_____§ Rah. Rah, Rah, Rah, L—P—H—S Rehhhhhhh! (Increase speed) 2. LaPorte Spell and Yell. L—A—P—0—R—T—E L—A—P—0—R—T—E That’s the way you spell it Here’s the way you yell it LaPorte, LaPorte, LaPorte! 3. Alpha Beta. Alpha beta, Yuska dinga Comina finga I Hoo-rah, hoo-rah LaPorte High! 4. LaPorte, LaPorte Rah. LaPorte, LaPorte, rah, rah, LaPorte, LaPorte, rah, rah, Hoo-rah, hoo-rah. Bully for old LaPorte, rah! 5. L. P. Rah Rail L. P. Rah Rah H. S. Rah Rah L. P. H. S. Rah-Rah, Rah-Rah! 7. H20. Hydrogen, Oxygen H—2—0 LaPorte High School We’ll say so. 8. Siren. Y-e-aaaaaaaaa ................. (Silence) Booooooom! LaPorte makes room! 9. Exports and Import We import We export We support Who LaPorte! Sky Rocket. Ssssssssss Booooooooom! Rehhhhhhhh! LaPorte! LaPorte!! INDIVIDUALS. 1. 5 Yeas With Who. Yea, Yea, Yea-yea-yea Team, team team (Substitute any name) Who? Team Who? Team Who? Team, team, team. 6. Razamaroo. Razamaroo Razamarack W'hat’s the matter with Orange and Black Rippety-Zippety-Zis-Boom-Bah LaPorte High School Rah, Rah, Rah! 2. 5Yeas With Fight. Yea, Yea, Yea-yea-yea Fight, Fight, Fight team (Or any name) Fight team Fight team Fight, Fight, Fight! Page Sixty-One 3. Daisy-Dandy. He’s a daisy, He’s a dandy, He gets there every time Who? Peasie (or any name) Who? Peasie! Who? Peasie! Peasie! Peasie! 4. Oh, Boy! Johnson, Johnson (or any name) Johnson-Johnson-Johnson OOOOOOh, Boy! Johnson!! 5. Yea, Bill. Yea Bill (1st Name) Yea Boardman (2nd Name) Yea Bill Boardman (or Fred Pitzer) (or Ralph Guenther) Yea! BEFORE GAMES. 1. Hello ----- (visiting team) Hello------- ------- we say Hello! 2. Hit ’em high, Hit ’em low, Yea team, let’s go! DURING GAMES. 1. Your pep, your pep, You’ve got it, Now keep it, Dog-gone it, Don’t lose it. Your pep. (3 times) Our Team Rah! Rah! for LaPorte LaPorte will win Never give in Rah! Rah! Rah! You do your best boys We’ll do the rest boys Rah! Rah! for LaPorte High Rah! Rah! We know a team All honor is due They’ll take the cup And saucer too Rah! Rah! Rah! They’ll take the cake And the dollars cool That’s just Old LaPorte High School. LaPorte Will Shine Tonight LaPorte will shine tonight LaPorte will shine LaPorte will shine tonight Oh, what a time! LaPorte will shine tonight LaPorte will shine When the sun goes down And the moon comes up LaPorte will shine. The Orange and Black We’re loyal to you Old LaPorte We’re Orange and Black Old LaPorte We know you’ll stand With the best in the land And we know you have sand Old LaPorte, Rah! Rah! Go crashing away Old LaPorte We’ll give them hard play Old LaPorte With Johnson, Pease and Boardman, Pitzer, Nutzie, George and Guenther It’s a basket for you Old LaPorte. Page Sixty-Two Couch Rovenutlno Floyd Pcuue Ralph Guenther Willard Wise Fred Pitzor Norman Johnson George Heusl Arthur Kcutzman Wilbur Koardnian Starting of the Season Nov. 2.—LaPorte, 20; “Y” Seniors, 14. This was the first practice game for the Orange and Black. Because of su- perior passing, our team was the victor. Nov. 12.—LaPorte, 51; Plymouth, 8. This marked the opening of the first sched- uled game at Plymouth, in which the Plymouth team offered little competi- tion. Nov. 19.—LaPorte, 37; Goshen, 5. The Orange and Black had little trouble in defeating Goshen. Our team seems in line for the sectional championship. Nov. 24.—LaPorte, 20; Whiting, 19. The hardest fought game of the season. With the score 15 to 15 at the first half, the Orange and Black came through with enough fight to prove themselves the victors. Nov. 26.—LaPorte, 44; Plymouth, 9. The first game at home in which Plymouth was easily left behind to take the small end of the score. Pnge Sixty-Three Dec. 10.—LaPorte, 27; Mishawaka, 15. Leading by only four points at the end of the first half the team got together and played real basketball in the next session and won another dicisive vic- tory. Dec. 17.—LaPorte, 15; Whiting 25. Being off their stride but fighting every min- ute of the game, the Orange and Black met their first defeat from the hands of Whiting. Dec. 18.—LaPorte, 19; Valparaiso, 20. The Orange and Black played Valpo an overtime game; being unable to score in the overtime period, the Orange and Black lost again. Dec. 22.—LaPorte, 29; Niles 19. By stag- ing a come-back the Orange and Black defeated the strong team from Niles. Thus ending the last game before the holidays. Jan. 8.—LaPorte, 34; Hammond, 8. Com- ing back into their old stride the Orange and Black swamped Hammond in a slow game. Jan. 14.—LaPorte, 16; South Bend, 38. With luck against them, the Orange and Black bowed to the strong South Bend quintet. Jan. 21.—LaPorte, 20; Mishawaka, 19. After being at the tail end of the score at the end of the first half, Pitzer, our stellar forward, made a basket in the last three minutes of play which spelled defeat for Mishawaka. Jan. 28.—LaPorte, 25; Elkhart, 17. After being decidedly off color for a couple of games, LaPorte held Elkhart to four points in the last half in a fast and exciting game which chalked up an- other victory for the Orange and Black. Feb. 4.—LaPorte, 12; South Bend, 27. Af- ter holding the strong South Bend quintet to a seven point tie in the first half, the Orange and Black could not hold the Benders in the last half. Feb. 11.—LaPorte, 42; Goshen, 8. Goshen is outclassed; every member of our team getting a chance to score. Feb. 18.—LaPorte, 16; Elkhart, 9. By means of a rally in the last half, the Orange and Black overcame the 4 to 4 score which appeared at the end of the first half. Feb. 25.—LaPorte, 34; Valpo, 3. Revenge was sweet when the Orange and Black walked all over Valpo. The scoring was LaPorte’s during the entire game. At the Tournament Mar. 4.—LaPorte, 55; Union Mills, 11. Scoring at will, the Orange and Black walked away from the country boys. Mar. 5.—LaPorte, 17; Napanee, 15. Tak- ing the game too easy the Orange and Black found themselves up the stump. Coming through with real pep and vim LaPorte won from the Nappanee squad. Mar. 5.—LaPorte, 16; South Bend, 29. LaPorte’s chances of being sectional champions dropped when the Orange and Black lost to South Bend. By get- ting in the last half the Orange and Black played the South Bend team even. This closing the season for the Orange and Black, but looking forward to a still more successful season, in 1921-22. Seasons record is as follows: Games played 20 Games won 15 Games lost 5 Percentage 75 Seasons points: L. P. H. S 540 Opponents 318 Page Sixty-Four Norman Johnson (Capt.) — “Normie” was the captain and running guard of the team. He proved himself an extremely good leader, and turned the tide of many doubtful games by his end- less aggressiveness. He was a hard fight- er, his specialty being breaking up the opponents’ plays. He has one more year on the team. Fred Pitzer— “Fred” was the best forward the school has seen in years. His floor work was remarkable, and he would work the ball down the floor time after time despite op- position. He was an excellent basket shot, sinking the ball from any distance and any angle. He was LaPorte’s best point-get- ter. This was his last year, and he will prove a severe loss to the team. Ralph Guenther— “Ginny” played the center position this year, and although inexperienced, devel- oped into an extremely valuable man. His height usually enabled him to get the tip- off. He was fast on his feet and worked into the team-work well. He had a very good eye, and never missed a follow shot. Ginny graduates this year, and the team will be handicapped by this loss. Floyd Pease— “Peasie” was our star back-guard. Al- though only a Sophomore, this was his second year on the team. He was the most reliable player on the team. His excellent work at the Tourney was espe- cially worthy of mention, where he proved himself to be one of the best back-guards in the section. Wilbur Boardman— “Boardie” was another Sophomore play- ing his second year. He played an excel- lent forward game and was a “demon” on long shots. Boardie was handicapped by sickness early in the season which pre- vented his playing up to top form. Arthur Neutzman— “Art” was one of the strongest defens- ive players on our team this year. His opponents found him to be a stone wall between them and the goal. He has one more year on the team. George Heusi— “George was handicapped the earlier portion of the season by illness and so did not break into as many games as he should have. However, when he did play, his opponents were aware of his presence. He combined all three positions. He was fast and always in the midst of the scrap. This was his last year. Willard Wise— “Wisey”, although starting the season with the seconds, soon proved himself capable of traveling at the faster pace set by the Varsity. He was an aggressive player and a dead shot under the basket. He should develop into a first rate forward next year. Individual Record of 19 0-21 Players Games Played Baskets Free Throws Personal Fouls Technical Fouls Total Points F. Pitzer 20 57 47 26 13 161 W. Boardman 20 45 45 12 4 135 K. Guenther 20 57 5 9 4 119 F. Pease 20 25 29 16 50 N. Johnson 20 19 36 13 38 YV. Wise 6 17 4 1 1 38 G. Heusi 11 3 1 3 6 A. Neutzman 17 1 1 11 2 3 I’ago Sixty Five The Track Team Christopher Columbus Deesa man liva in Italia a gooda longa time ago. He hada greata head ever since he was kdida. Not a bigga heada lika de politicians nowaday—not a swells heada. His fadda keeps de standa in Italia. Sella de penutta and de banan. Mada plente de mon. Christopher Colum so he say, “Fadda. gimma de stamp, I go finds de new world.’' His fadda he laugh, “Ha! ha!” just so. Den Christopher he say, “Whata you mada fun! Ibetta you I finds new world.” After a longa time his fadda say, “You go finda new world, and brings it over here.” Den de olda man he buy him a grip-sack, an’ giva him boodle, an’ maka him a present of three ships to come over to deesa contra. Well, Christopher Colum he sails an’ sails for a gooda many day. He don’t see any landa. An’ he say, “I giva fiva dollar bill if I was back in Italia!” Well, he saila, an' he saila, an’ vera soon he strika Coney Island. Den dat maka him glad! Vera soon he coma to Castle Garden, an’ den he walka up Board way an’ he feel very bada. He finda outa dat de Irish gang has gotta posses- sion of New Yorka! He don’t lika de Irish, an’ de Shamrocks donta lika him. He donta go vera far before a pleasanter mana speaks to him. He says, “How-a- you do, Mista Joses? Howa de folks in Pittaburg?” Christopher Colum he say, “I notta Mista Jones; I reada the papers; I tinka you you sella de green goods, ha? You go away, or I broka your jaw?” Den he shaka hees fista deesa way, and di man he skedaddle. Den he tries to crossa de Broad-a-way, but it fulla de mud an’ he canta swim. Vera soon he sees a police- man cluba de mana, one, two. three times, an’ he feel secka de stom’! Next he metta de politicians uppa Tammany Hall, an’ dees wanta him to runna for Alderman. He getta plenty friend. He Iearna to “settom op” at de bar mana time. Next day he hava heada like deesa! His fadda writa: “Why you notta bringa back de new world? I lika to have de earth!” Christopher Colum he writa back dat New Yorka is already in de hands of the Shamrocka. Den he goes to Ohio and buys a place an’ calls it after himself— Colum. Soon he goa broka an’ taka de nexta train home in disgusta, because he reada in de paper dat the Fair in ’93 was holda in Chicago! Pago Sixty-Seven And That’s That There's a book called “Main Street” which adequately describes the kind of a town that harbors the hero of this story. We’re not trying to boost the fellow’s game that wrote that book but we’re just try- ing to get out of a lot of bum description that takes up space, isn’t in the least in- teresting, and doesn’t advance the plot of the theme. What we want is action and not a description of a hick town. Even at that this was a “regular” place; library, churches, High School, and every- thing. The main hangout for the “gang” was the “Y”. Under the nom-de-guerre of a Christian Association, this place gave birth to more deep-dyed heathenish schemes than Horatio Alger, Jr. was cap- able of in his balmiest days. “The Crowd” had a club. All crowds h ve clubs, and clubs are swell weapons for crowds, but at any rate, the Club had its headquarters at the “Y”. Begin to get the idea? It takes all kinds in this world of ours to make up humanity. Even so, in this one-horse hamlet there were offsprings that would suit the tastes of many and different personalities. There was an atrocity named Filbert. Right, he was. Filbert was the kind of a bird that would blossom forth every Sabbath morn with a bright red tie inside of a freshly-polished rubber collar, all placed in a precise man- ner around his manly size-twelve neck. The stove-blacking on his shoes fairly shone, and could be smelled for blocks. After divine worship he would stroll, whither he cared not, for his purpose was communion with the birds, and the flow- ers, and the glorious sunshine. In other and plainer words, he was a Cuckoo, one of the poor unfortunates who are raised equipped to fight Life’s battles with a clear conception of the Einstein Theory of Rel- ativity, and a clean neck. F'or all that, Filbert was a member of the Club. (They had to have members, and the Crowd wasn’t large enough to practice a system like the Selective Draft.) One might say that he lent color, or per- haps prestige. What is a crowd or a club or a commu- nity without a Francis X. Bushman? En- ter Albert. A1 was “IT”. The last word, all in Capital Letters. The fashion and society editors of the local scandal-sheet got their pointers from Al. If anyone sought to enter the spotlight of public opinion, and would throw a party, Al was consulted, and his ideas and advice were never questioned. Al had his pictures made by the gross. All the fair ones of the set had sudden palpitations when the hor- izon would be graced by him. He was “there” from his tan brogues and steel gray spats to his creased and polished hair. That boy was a Lady Killer. He knocked them all. He was a riot. Outside of his Social inclinations, Al was a dumb-bell. That the Principle of Archimedes held good, and that an object would displace an amount of water equal to its own weight, bothered him not a bit. If two times two should suddenly equal six Al would probably yawn and remark that double-breasted suits were coming in again. For Al was a true Chameleon, which is, Webster tells us, a highly de- veloped specie of lizard. In the Spring a young man’s fancy, and all that sort of thing; so the Club set the date for its annual crawl. The big event of the social season was to be held in the finest hall in town. After the hay had been swept out and the rafters dusted up a bit, it presented quite the appearance of the Louis-Quatorze-the-fourteenth room in any first-rate hostelry. The club colors streamed in gorgeous array, and the be- decked room would have done justice to a party of any bird of royal plumage. Dates were made by all. That is, by near- ly all, for here, as in all other similar places (this town must run true to form) there were a few who had foresight enough and a regular preparedness pro- gram to select a “steady”. These “stead- ies” like a collar or wall paper, were Page Sixty-Eight changed from time to time, but they were always on deck for the big affair, and served their time in a masterful manner. The “High Priest and Exalted Ruler of Steadies” was Al. After he had made his choice, then the rest of the “me too” gang went mad in the rush. Everything was all to the taffy, and the works were all set for the big blow, excepting one thing. Filbert did not have a date! The dance! THE dance! THE DANCE! Never had anything like it been seen with- in the narrow portals of this narrow town. It outshone the moon in its gentle radi- ance and glory. It put to shame the sun in its dazzling brilliance. Belshazzar in all his glory was a piker. After all the fine scenery in town had been brought out for its annual airing, and the neces- sary articles had been borrowed from friends and neighbors, the show was on. Of course, literally, a description might not have read just this way. This is an impression. The evening was well under way when . the young man who gives all the ideas to the designers of fashion plates received an awful jolt. Of course, being the “catch of the season” he had naturally the pick of the debs in his selection of a part- ner for the fiasco. He had picked a lulu. She was one of those fair creatures that stops traffic, that can hold up a line to a ticket-window indefinitely without caus- ing the least bit of disturbance. Peaches and cream, California sunshine, and the dreamy mights of the South Seas all in one. There in a few words you have “her”. Being popular, Al had to do the honors and dance with all the folks, old, young, and, of course, it is only fitting and proper that such a one would dance with all the chaperons. This he did, regally, and du- tifully. The evening was almost over when he gave a thought to the marvelous creature that had graced the front seat next to him on the way to the party. Where was she? What was she doing? And above all else, with whom was she? Let’s let him worry for a while. He had no busniess turning her loose anyway. The folks there assembled gave a thought to almost everything during the course of the evening, except Filbert. Was he there, or had he been there and gone? No one would think of wasting perfectly good time dancing with Filbert. He was just naturally looked upon like a trip to the dentist, necessary, but not to be de- sired. Filbert may have been a poor perform- er in a crowd, but he certainly had ideas of his own. He had been kidded by all the local experts until the proverbial worm had seen fit to change its course. One thing about Filbert, when he concen- trated, Look Out! It was about this time in the conversa- tion that the chaperons thought that the young folks were perfectly able to take care of themselves for the rest of the eve- ning. They said good-night and left, hur- rying homeward to get their tortured feet out of the shoes which had been so comfortable fifteen years ago. What a relief TIZ! Al put the last one aboard her sea-going taxi and started in a still-hunt for the Dream. Over in a corner there had been pre- pared some “Atmosphere”, palms, and all that sort of thing, that give a girl all the opportunity and ammunition she needs to put on the finishing touches. Give a girl atmosphere and a willing performer, and she will work wonders. As Al approached this reclusive spot, with determination in his heart and a piece of chocolate in his hand, he stopped short. What was that? That voice, again he heard it. How many times had he heard that same phrase in those same honeyed tones! But WHO was HE? Throwing aside his tid-bit, he plunged boldly forward and interrupted a scene of perfect happiness. There she sat, calmly, comfortably, and firmly on his lap, her fingers fondling his hair, and the love-light glowing in her beautiful orbs. (Laura Jean Libbey might dwell here for some little time, but the suspense is too great. We must move on.) l'iiK- Sixty-Nine A1 took one look and shrieked, “My Lord! It’s Filbert!” They say that she has made quite a re- spectable citizen of Fil. He attends all the free meetings, band-concerts, and ev- erything. A1 has tried three times to be their chauffeur but he can’t hold down the job. The shock must have been terrible. MORAL: Don’t judge the speed by the shape of the hood. —R. C. M. The Mishikancitty and LaPortte Debait Wednesday after i got home frum schule i asked mie mama if i could have 15c to go to the debait, she sez know but i kep coaksin her til she let me hav 15c to go, but i got hungry an bot sum candie down to the pairadice. friday a boy what sets besid me in the asemblie gave me a ticet cus his gurl was sik an soe i got a ticet after all. i got their abott halve past six so that i coud get a gud seet wich i didn’t. Furst the novellity orquestry played a little mu- sick. thin me friend mr. hues got up an tol us abott the larg croud thet wuz their an interduced the furst speeker on the infirmative side, he got up and seys, “honable juges most noble oponents and ladys and gentlenam. (he musta forgott babies and brickbats) after he talked abott the cansass cort of sumthun wich i don’t know what it ment, a guy stood up; then he changd his mine and set (on the chare) agin, then purty soon he got up and so did the other guy. when the one on the stage sat down, why they changd there mines again and set down, then my fren jorgh dishuswah gut up and speeched and called the other ginks simps an ever- thin. then that guy up in front gets up agin and dishie look’d over an seed him and so he maked a kute little bow and sits down, next ’nother guy on the Mishikan- citty side gets up and raves abott some- thin for a wile an then that fresh guy gets up a nmakes this guy set down like he made my fren dishie, then bernise hofmen gets up from her chare and she seys like all the rest only sweater, “honable juges, , I'oge most worthy oponents, ladies and gentle- mens.” she talks alrite till that smarty up in the front gets up and thin she says thankey and sets down, i were gona say your wlecome but me conshense says know so i didn’t, then that gurl from Mishikan- citty gut up an said the saim interduction that the rest did, an thin that guy up in front got up perty soon and stopt her. thin my fren bruse kneelson got up, an after he talked a wile that impedent guy in front fur another time makes him set down, after bruse got threw me fren mr. hues got up and sed that there was gonna be a rebutel (???) thin they started all over agin, (i gess the furst time wuz jus fur praktise.) but they didn’t say the saim things, i gess cause furst they didn’t wont the other side to no what they wuz gonna sed dis time. • after eech side what had time for before those guys got up in front the peepel sed that de ting was threw, my fren mr. hues got up an seys that the orquestry woud play awile. the juges thin held there meetin and purty soon sum feller brung u psome papers and my fren, mr. hues tuk em an then he red to himselves he lookd awful skeered ar furst but he musta seed his wive and smiled, furst was infirma- tive ( gee i was skeered myself) next was negertive, din a tumble puze, “negertive” sez mr. hues, by the noiz and hanshakes i gessed we musta one. P. S.—i got hum sober an dremt debait de hole knite. —Little Tubby. Seventy Mishiknncitty and LaPortte Debait (Number Too) Gea boy laportte one the debait upp tu sentral audibletorum fridae murch 18, 1921. i ain’t gona tell yu howe i gott inn cause it are against the lavve. lett me sea, wel if u nevair tel i gess i’ll tel u cuse yu no that it vvud get me inn bade if u did. wel i wated til their was a large crowde their then i sneakes inn butt the guy at the door says, “hay yu didn’t give me yur tikit,” then I aks like I gits mad an says, says i; “yu big stif I did two an if yu don’t shute yur muth I’ll come bake their an mope the noar with you,” an gea he gits skered an says go-ahead, which I did an gott a gode seet. Purty sune the orgestre starts a plaien sumthun (oh ya musik) an thin me fren zurie suton cumes out an sings abott a guy that luved hur; guess it were me fren gruber cuse her an him is purty gode frens. Then the debait starts but furst me fren mr. Hues, talks an then says thanke yu an sets down. Then me fren “pinkey” vandewalker gits up an tells us about the cansas curt of dustreel relatives, then that guy upp inn frunt gits upp an he sets down. (That guy up in frunt is the time ceper cuse he sed soe). Then that mishikancitty guy gits upp an talks and when he sits down Edna Anderson gits upp (yu can’t tel me that debaits aint edukative cuse now i kin watch a gurl debaiter witout blusing and gea last time i-i-i didn’t) but the auther gurl i hada blush cuse yu no i didn’t no hur. Then me fren “Bobbie” johnsen gits up an struts tu thee midle of thet Hur an sez. “ladies and gintlemans Michikancitty is awl ronge if yu don’t believe it ast me. papa, he tol me soe;” no hee din’t needer; hee tol ’em al bowt thet curt sukseated in cansez; then he tuk a seat an drunk sum warter. then thay cum two thee but—but —rebutal an then thay started al ovair egain. an nen wen thae finiched Mr. hues gits upp an says their is gona be a vilen soloo wich their were. Then purty sun up cumes a guy with some paipers fer mr. hues: furst negitive, gea boy me hart went up intu me mowth an wen it was a goin’ down it got stuk so theirs only rum fer supe tu go down aij I ben eten supe evair sinse cuse the docter sed soe; butt it went down today (me hart) an sun after noon wen me techer sez “air yu chuen gum,” i sez, “no” an swoloed it an gosh i cud here the thing splash cuse I ait s’much supe. Wate—i ges I’ll finich thee debait, nen mr Hues red firmetive an nauther firmative gea bouy I run upp town an yellin til a coper seas me an sez yu beter goe hum four i gits yu a paded sel, wel i went horn. Ps (mades me saadd at hart tu think theres know more debaits) (a-men). —C. Tyler. Latin is surely a dead language, As dead as dead can be. It surely killed the Romans, And now it’s killing me. Caesar knew its qualities. The good ones and the bad. Video to him meant see. But now it drives me mad. Antony killed brave Caesar That we know to be true. Here’s to Antony, the villain, I hope that he dies too. Puge Seventy-One r aces Did you ever notice the expression on the faces of the students from the different classes as they enter the Assembly? There’s a world of difference between the expression on the face of a lower-classman and that of a Senior. In September the “verdant Freshman” hurriedly enters the Assembly of this no- ble institution of learning, a look of grave concern crowning his brow. He is heavily laden with “deep looking” books and no sooner does he reach his seat than he be- gins feverishly to jot down Latin conju- gations, fearful lest he has forgotten them over night. We lose sight of him when we see an- other Freshman enter. He is the easy- going type. His hands are guiltless of books. In painful self-consciousness he tries to look unconcerned, but under the level look of a Soph girl, hesitates at the right aisle, blushes, and passes on. But alas, too soon the Freshman reaches the Rubicon of Mid Years and he is no longer a guileless infant. Now—prepare for the worst—it’s a Soph. Bravado is his middle name. He surveys the Assembly with his newly ac- quired look of sophistication and slumps into his seat. Though he may feel some hesitation about exchanging vociferous greetings after the peal of the study bell he does it just to see if he can “get away with it.” About the first of June when he has hopes of being a Junior, this enter- prising student walks into the Assembly with his head in the clouds (figuratively, not literally). But wait! Here’s a real “sure nuf” Jun- ior just outside the door. He's talking to his latest case and his face, as he wanders down the aisle is covered with a broad grin. One eye on the teacher at the desk he bends down and whispers some witticism to one of his cronies, then se- renely “pursues the even tenor of his way.” At the end of each month we see him sheepishly lugging a stack of books back to school. The Junior trust to luck and a good “cram” the night before the test. Then, about 8:44 the Senior strolls into the room. Tall and debonair, but looking extremely bored, he passes the seat of a Freshman and looks at him pityingly. He seems to be thinking: “GEE! WAS I THAT GREEN?” —M. Wolfe. Ferlock Burns A Study in Deduction “Yes, I admit it is a peculiar case, but relatively simple. Come, let us go out to the castle, before Masterson spoils things for me.” Burns, having voiced his sentiments, entered the back seat of the car. I entered the front seat beside Malcolm, Captain of Scotland Yards, and we started for the scene of the crime. Burns, a close follow- er of that master mind, Sherlock Holmes, was again with us. He had been absent for months, but now he was with us again. This human dynamo, this superhuman man, had come to aid us in unravelling this sinister crime. We soon entered the grounds of that great mansion, Albany Castle, scene of the horrible deed. Malcolm drove up to the huge gate, which took the place of doors. I turned around to announce our arrival. Burns was gone! Snapping around to Malcolm—he was gone. I look- ed down at myself—I was gone. Just then Burns’ low, haunting laugh came from where he was, with— “Don’t get excited, Watson, merely a little discovery of mine. Possibly it will assist us with Masterson. He cannot bother us if he cannot see us. In a few moments you will be able to see us, but no Paso Seventy-Three one can see you, with the exception, of course, of the Captain and me.” I must here explain about Masterson. He was the yard man that usually got the credit for Burns’ work, an usurper of this wonder-man’s great power of deduction. No doubt Capt. Malcolm was the root of this. Burns knew this, but didn’t care enough to object. We entered the castle, and in an instant he was all action. Snatching his magni- fying glass from his pocket, he fell to the ground, Hat on his face. Almost immedi- ately he put his hand to his pocket and I knew he had clew number one. Suddenly, with a cry of delight, he drew a whisk broom and pan from his pocket—dusted something from off the floor—placed it in an envelope and thence into his pocket, and continued his creeping. Again he stopped, with a little grunt of pleasure, drew a chisle and hammer from his pocket —chipped a large piece carefully from the floor. Placing this in an envelope, he said— ‘‘Gentlemen, let us proceed.” He arose and went upstairs; we follow- ed. He entered a little den, looked around with one sweeping glance, and said to Malcolm— “You are positive that the things are exactly as they were the night of the crime? “Yes, I know your desires, Burns, the house is untouched.” “Very well, I will leave now, with your permission.” And he withdrew. We saw little of him for several days. One day, about a week later he sauntered around to Malcolm’s office (it was my good luck to have been present) and said, “Let’s drive around to the Castle again, Captain.” Knowing his ways, Capt. Malcolm arose without a word, called his car and again we were hot on the trail. Upon arriving, Burns leaped out of the car and hurried to the downstairs room. Here he made a fatal error, he had for- gotten to cover himself with the protect- ing powder. He ran over to a corner of the room, and took his handy Oxy-Acety- lene blow-torch out of his pocket and start- ed to work. He cut a piece from the wall —just as he finished he whirled about and said with a drawl— “Well, Masterson, you can come out of the closet. Watson, the game’s up; again he gets the credit. Masterson, come out here.” Masterson hopped out of a closet to the left of Burns and said with a pleasant sneer— Hah, I have fooled you again, Burns.” “Drop it, Masterson, or you can leave,” said Malcolm sharply. For he knew very well that the case was on the point of solvation (meaning “being solved”). Burns turned around again with a long sigh, and went to work. He pulled out the piece he had cut away with the torch. It proved to be a piece of steel, seemingly a part of a door. He put his arm through the aperture and drew out a notebook, small, and leather-bound. As Burns glanced at this, he said— “Just as 1 thought and—Well, gentle- men, the case is solved. We need go no farther. It is now a case for our clever Masterson. Any questions before I leave ?” “How did you do it?” 1 said to him. “It was positively uncanny.” “Perfectly simple, Watson,” said the great man. “You know, as well as I do, that every criminal has a desire which, usually, he cannot resist. This, Sirs, is the diary of Sir John Bull, author of the sour deed.” “But the rest, please trace it through,” I replied. “Well, that first article you noticed me pick up. which I discovered with the aid of my trusty magnifying glass, was a fountain pen. This, through simple addi- tion led me to believe that the horrid vil- lain could write. “The next clew I found was a small pile of cigar ashes, which led me to believe that either before, during or after the horrible thing was done somebody had smoked a cigar in the room. Phkc Seventy-Four “The next bit of evidence I obtained was a footprint which I carefully took up and reproduced in my laboratory. The conclusion being that someone had been in the house and had—well to the perfect- ly frank—has been in that room, with shoes on! And Gentlemen, this man wore a shoe with very low heel, decuced from the length of the instep! “As I went out the door, I picked up another bit of evidence, a toothpick! This gave me the complete chain. The man I wanted used a toothpick after eating. I brought the toothpick home with me and analized the used end. Very much gold was present. Giving me the fact that the man had eaten some acid food and had many gold teeth.” “During my relaxation I re-read my books of Sherlock Holmes, and discovered a like case. The evidence now complete I had only to find the corner in which the secret panel was located. Gentlemen, it was perfectly simple. To the right of the fireplace. It is the right-handed man’s instinct to do so. My deductions were now complete.” “The perpetrator of the awful deed could write, he smoked cigars, he wore shoes, he ate acid foods and had gold teeth. Sir John Bull, owner of Albany Castle is particularly fond of grape-fruit, and has many gold teeth, eighteen to be exact. The rest tallies with him exactly. Have you followed me? You also Masterson? Won- der of wonders, there is some hope for you yet.” “Now gentlement, you must excuse me. I deserve my well earned rest. I know Masterson will get the credit. I am used to that, so it is not so hard. Goodnight. Gentlemen.” _C. A. Culver. Take My Advice The bustle and noise of the city had got on my nerves and, as Richard Warton and his bride were away, I decided to occupy my old friend’s cabin, in the Adirondacks. Dick and I had been friends since college days at Harvard and many a jolly vaca- tion had been spent at the secluded cabin. Leaving New York on an early morn- ing train I arrived at Huntersville a few minutes after nine. Huntersville was the nearest station from which a narrow and perilous trail led to the camp. It takes at least two hours to reach the cabin as the trail is dangerous and difficult to fol- low. The store-keeper and mountaineers at the general store where I bought my pro- vision, endeavored to persuade me of the folly of trying to “hit the trail” after dark. “Twill be nigh onto midnight agin ye git thar,” observed one ancient sage- brusher. “Thet’s right, sonny,” nodded his com- panion, “Ye shore don’t be calc’latin’ ter try it, be ye?” “Oh, I guess I can make it all right. I know that trail pretty well, ‘boys’.” “If ye be afther changin’ yer mind, me bye, I’d be right glad to ‘bed ye’ fur the night,” offered the good-hearted old Irish woman who had made her appearance from the back of the store, where she and her husband, the storekeeper, lived. I laughed away their fears and declared my intention of hitting the trail that night. Slipping my arms through the straps which held my pack, I swung it to my shoulders and with a gay salute started on my lonely tramp. I soon became lost to sight among the leafy trees and with grave misgivings the good old mountain folk retired to their respective dwellings. “Eagerly my nature-starved eyes drank in the beauty of the night. Myriad stars twinkling overhead and a round, bright moon lighted the trail before me revealing the numerous ruts and pitfalls that so en- dangered the lives of those who tramped the trail at night. I moved cautiously so as not to become a victim of one of these snares but despite the task of carefully Page Seventy-I'ive watching each step, I found time to glory in my surroundings. A light breeze, rus- tled the leaves overhead and an occasional bright eye gleaming from among the leafy boughs proclaimed the presence of a watchful owl. At last, foot weary and with a feeling of relief, I arrived at the cabin. It was indeed a beautiful spot. The log cabin, with its broad, brick chimney running from ground to roof, and vine covered walls, was bathed in moonlight which was reflected in a placid stream which ran close by the house. With one last look about me at the beau- tiful. restful scene, I entered the cabin and easing my pack down upon the table, straightened my tired shoulders and gazed about me. The cabin was one large room of which the most prominent feature was a huge open fireplace over which a mantel was.rudely but artistically constructed. In the center of the room was a large rough table on which stood a candle, which I had already lighted. The remain- der of the scant furniture consisted of two straight-backed chairs, one rocker and two cots. At sight of the cots I suddenly real- ized that I was tired and, stopping neither to build a fire nor remove any of my cloth- ing save hat, coat and boots, I threw my weary self upon one of the cots and was soon sound asleep. In the still dead of the night I opened my eyes and gazed at a tall white robed figure from which a dazzling light shone forth. Although I could scarcely believe that I saw aright yet I did not feel sur- prised. Never taking my eyes from the dazzling brightness of that weird figure, 1 groped for my boots, which I pulled on, and grasped my slouch hat. I followed the white figure which seemed to be float- ing gently with the breeze and beckoning me to follow. Around to the back of the cabin we went, and straight on, up the mountain until at last we came to three pine trees of exceptionally large size. With the shadowy form directing me I slowly walk- ed five feet to the right of the first tree, turned and facing the last two, slowly paced the distance to its base. Stooping, I searched the moss beneath my feet, un- earthed an arrow and following the di- rection in which it was pointed, paced three feet which led me to the foot of the middle tree. At this point I turned to my ghostly visitor for further directions, but the figure was nowhere to be seen. Mad 1 been led up this mountain side only to be lost in the great, gloomy forests, or to fall a victim to one of the pitfalls with which the mountain seemed to be covered? In a panic I looked about me for some sign of a human being, but only the end- less forms of trees could be seen. I did not know which way to turn and as the deathlike stillness of the night was sud- denly broken by the hoot of an owl, my strained nerves gave way and with a cry of terror 1 rushed down the mountain side. Unable to stop myself, I rushed to the brink of a precipice and dropped over the side, falling, falling,— 1 awoke to find the sunlight streaming through the window at the foot of my cot and with a grin, I said aloud, “Those mountain folk were so afraid I’d get lost or injured, I really thought I had. Come to think of it, I ate half a pie for sup- per.” —Olive Oliver. P:ikc Seventy-Six The Senior Reception The social season of 1920-1921 was opened by a Reception; the Seniors acting as hosts. They began “mixing” at 7:30 by matching cards and finding partners. A program was then presented; each class contributing a stunt. The presidents of the different classes gave short talks on co-operation in the High School. First was a short play “The Bachelor’s Dream.” In this there were about 15 beautiful girls from the Senior class aided by George Heusi. The Seniors also gave a little Pan- tomine sketch in which Harold Martin starred as the “shero”. The Juniors displayed their Histronic ability in a sketch entitled “A Young Girl’s Courtship”. Ruth Briggs made a charming leading lady and she had four handsome lovers. We never knew the Sophomores had such good voices. But we realized it when we heard “The Human Chord”. The Freshmen closed the program by a beautiful piano solo given by Esther Zoller. The program was followed by a grand march after which games were played. The Freshies enjoyed these, of course, and also some Seniors as one of the games was to talk as much as possible for two min- utes. Finally the long awaited moment came when the music commenced. Danc- ing was enjoyed for the rest of the eve- ning interrupted only by an occasional glass of “wonderful hard cider”. Junior Masque Ball Hallowe’en was celebrated in High School by the Junior Masque Ball. The success of the affair showed them to be very able hosts. The Audi- torium looked more beautiful than ever before, decorated in keeping with the season. I. W. W.’s, Bolsheviks and Suffragettes mingled with dancers from the “Follies” and Colonial debutantes, form- ing averitable Melting Pot. Then everyone enjoyed dancing until—no—not the wee sma’ hours—but eleven-thirty! Page Sevonty-Seven The Christmas Program Twas the day before Christmas Vaca- tion and all through the school there ran suppressed excitement for everyone was looking forward with eagerness to the Senior Program. The Seniors began the program with their accustomed pep by an introductory speech given by the chairman. Elise Low. Marjorie Hans and Dorothy Naylor then favored the audience with a beautiful piano duet which was loudly applauded and they gracefully responded to an en- core. Mildred Wing, who is regarded as a bright and shining light when it comes to reciting made a real hit with her read- ing “Pompey’s Christmas”. The Senior Girls’ Quartet, composed of Lillian Fara, Marjorie Low, June Thomas and Ruth Henry, sang several Christmas anthems and as an encore, a catchy Irish melody. The greatest affair of the afternoon proved to be the play, “A Girl to Order,” presented by several talented members of the Senior Class. It was a highly enter- taining college play in which a young man (Clarence Culver) hears that his father (Alvin Vandewalker) disapproves of his lavish spending and is coming to look into his affairs. The boy is frantic and then some friends conceive the plan saying that he is spending on his fiancee—which he knows his father will not disapprove of. His friends (Franklin Behrndt and Bob Johnsen) make a plan in which they will dress their room-mate (Lester Travis) in feminine attire and pass him off as said fiancee. They carry out their plans and there is a general mix-up in which the real girl, (Helen Culver), the father and the whole college seems to be involved but ev- erything is cleared up in the end and, to all appearances, they live happily ever after. Lester Travis made a very charming de- butante with his golden curls and peaches and cream complexion, even though his voice was strangely deep for a young girl, while the remainder of the cast portrayed their parts with great ability. We expect to see them all soon in one of Belasco’s productions. George Duchossois and Neal Sheldon acted as Santa Clauses distributing gifts to many members of the student body and faculty. The presents were well received and caused much amusement. The program closed by the Senior class wishing the student body a Merry Christ- mas! The Riley Day Program The first program of the year was in honor of Riley Day. Marjory Low acted as chairman and also opened the program by a little talk concerning Riley as the man and as the poet. Then Clarence Van Vactor spoke about some “Incidents in the Poet’s Life,” in that delightful manner so characteristic of Van. Betty Shrock recited the “Bear Story” which captivated the audience in its customary fashion. Then Luella Loetz gave “The Raggedy Man” in the cutest way imaginable. This was followed by a vocal solo by Jimmie Chase which was ap- preciated by all. Annette Hoffman gave a musical monologue “Little Orphant Annie” in that charming way belonging to the Hoffman family. Lillian Lusby ren- dered a beautiful piano solo. Then Mar- jorie Hans sang “When the Frost is on the Pumpkin” and was “ancored” several times. Mildred Wing closed the program by reciting that beautiful love poem An Old Sweetheart of Mine” which in itself was a fitting tribute to Riley. “Pass to your classes,” said the chair- man. “0 Ye Gods!” said the High School. Pnjce Seventy-Eight The Senior Carnival An irate mother was scolding little Johnny for returning at such a late hour the night before. “Weil, mother,” began Johnny appeas- ingly, “you would have stayed late too, if you could have seen all the entertain- ments the Seniors had provided for us at the carnival last night. They had a min- strel show given by Neal Sheldon and Clarence Culver as the Jolson Twins. It sure was a success. Marjorie Low and Helen Culver produced a musical sketch. They came out all dolled up in fluffy dress- es and impersonated all the latest songs while Jimmy Chase sang them. And mother! I went to a real-for-sure movie for a nickel—that’s all they charged for any of their entertainments—and to a boxing match, and then even took in a novelty show.” The Seniors had so many different kinds of amusements that before I knew it I had spent a lot of my money and I knew that if I wanted something to eat I’d better get it while my money lasted, so I went up- stairs and when I looked into the Audito- rium I was simply stunned, it looked so wonderful. The hall itself was beautifully decorated in orange and black and all the refreshment booths were decorated in green and gold—the Senior Class colors. I was especially attracted to the home- made candy booth, where the girls wore French maid costumes. After I had eaten all the popcorn and candy I could, I thought maybe a little pop wouldn’t taste so bad. 1 got two kinds—I guess maybe that’s why my head kind of goes around this morning.” “Everyone seemed extremely interested in dancing, so I finally got up nerve enough to ask my girl and it was so nice that I kept it up the rest of the evening. You know, it was a nickel a dance but once when Mr. Gruber was taking the money I gave him a nickel and held out my hand for the change and he gave me a nickel back. That’s almost like making money, ain’t it Ma? Of course, I had to take my girl home and that’s why I got home so late.” The fond mother was quite pacified by this long explanation and Johnny escaped any additional reproach. Thanksgiving Program The Thanksgiving Program was opened by an introductory speech of the chair- man. Ruth Briggs. Then Eleanor Moore delighted the audience by an appropriate reading. The student body never realized that there was so much talent in the High School until Edna Anderson, Carl Stahmer and Eltheda Weaver each gave effective selections. The surprise of the day was the violin solo by Warren Cook. It is needless to say that this was wonderful because La- Porte has long been aware of Mr. Cook’s talent. This day marked the first appearance of the High School quartet, consisting of James Chase, George Cook and Messrs. Taylor and Ludlow, which since has be- come so popular. It was evident that the aid of the grade schools had been enlisted when Bernice Line, Louise Fargher and Junior Wrase presented a Pilgrim Tableau. We hope to see them in future High School dra- matics. Pngo S« vonty- Iino The Junior Program Two stunning young girls ran into each others arms in the large Union Depot, as if they hadn’t seen each other for years and mumbled incoherent affectionate words of greeting. “My dear, it seems as if half my life had passed since we used to be togethei back in LaPorte High School. I only wish we could take about a day off and talk over old times, but I’m taking this 3:01 train and I’ve only a minute to spare, said the taller of the two whom the other called Elizabeth. ‘T never struck such luck in my life,” replied Margaret, “as it happens. I’m tak- ing the same train and we’ll just have one good gossip. Usually, I hate to ride on the train, and this will make the time go faster.” After a little hurry and scurry they were soon comfortably settled in the train and had begun the “£ood old gossip.” “I just can’t realize that it was only two years ago that we graduated—weren’t we high and mighty when we were Sen- iors? I was home last week-end and my little sister—she’s a junior you know, in- sisted that I go up to school in the after- noon and see their class program. Of course I was very condescending about going but afterwards I was so glad I went. I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. It was absolutely the cleverest thing I’ve seen for a long time. The program started with a few selections by the High School orchestra.” “Pardon me for interrupting but did I hear you say they have a High School or- chestra?” broke in Margaret. “Right you are! I was surprised my- self. We never had one but then that shows that they surely have got pep. Then Don Peglow gave a short talk on “The Life of Washington” and Kitty Anderson gave a reading “The Little Rebel.” This was followed by three dramatic sketches representing the Revolutionary Period, the Civil War period and the Modern too. It seems that three people in the class had written the sketches and they were portrayed by the members of the class. In the first two sketches the actors were at a tea. and they conversed about topics that would have been important then. In the modern sketch the girls joked and talked about the activities and topics in- teresting around High School.” “Why! how very interesting!” said Elizabeth, “You must have been delight- fully entertained.” “Indeed I was, I was truly sorry when it was over. Why!—can this be the stop already—hasn’t the time passed quickly? I must run!” The two girls parted, with promises of many letters and visits in the near future. —R. C. H. I’aKe KlKltty rreshman Program The Freshman program opened with a piano solo by Mildred Enns and she pleas- antly answered to an encore. A comic duet was then given by two clever Fresh- men. A pantomine sketch—“Lady Eng- lish” was then given in a delightful man- ner. The biggest hit of the day was Scrooge and Marley. It sure was a “hit”. Class Day “Wasn’t the program fine?” “Don’t you think the Seniors are too clever for words?” Such were the remarks heard in the hall on June 3, 4 P. M. The Seniors had “staged” their last program and out- did themselves as usual. First the class marched into the Assembly singing the Class Song which was written to the fa- miliar tune of “Mammy O’ Mine”. The Senior Quartet, composed of Marjory Low, Marjory Hans, Norman Jaeger and Clar- ence Culver, sang several selections. The combination certainly proved their vocal ability. This was followed by a reading by Mildred Wing who was given her usual roar of applause. Then Lill and Van dis- played their musical accomplishments on saxophone and piano. This is the first Program time they were seen together—that is be- fore the musical eye of the public. Next was the class prophecy which was given in a very clever manner by Neal Sheldon. Neal used some method with a terribly long name to analyze the blood of the Sen- iors. And would you believe it? He told us some things that we never even sus- pected. From these analyses he prophe- sied the future of each of the members of the Senior class. The Quartet then favored us with another selection. In concluding the program the Senior Class of 1921 rendered their last will and testi- mony. This was unique in the extreme and the Senior Class certanly lived up to their motto “Be Original” which they have earned again and again. The Soph more Play A Play—(in one act) Title: The Sophomore Program. Place: The Assembly Room. Time: Wednesday, 2:20 P. M. Characters: Sallie and Suzie (2 Fresh- men girls). Sallie (breathless) : My! How I rushed. I wanted to be sure and get a good seat. Isn’t this interesting? I always did love to see cartoonists and this one is sure clev- er. Suzie: Why that’s bill Neutzman. He used to be in High School. Sallie: Doesn’t Lorraine Levi play well? I wish I could play like that. Oh I hope she plays another piece. Suzie: The play is next, “The Rich Miss PilRV Poor.” Who is that boy. Isn’t he stun- ning? Sallie: That’s Harlan Dilts. Say kid. Edgar Schumm is a regular actor. He ought to go on the stage. Suzie: Don’t those girls look swell? That’s Lorraine Schafer and Lucille Buelt- zingsloewen. My dear! Doesn’t Ralph Kerth make a wonderful soldier? Sallie: This is absolutely the cutest play I’ve ever seen. I wish there was more. Suzie (looking rather stunned) Sallie! I just happened to think. I haven’t got my Latin. What will Miss Sutton say? Sallie: I’m sure I don’t know what she will say. But I’ll say the Sophomores can put on a good program. Curtain. EiRhty-Onc The Debating Team Debates Affirmative: Alvin Vandewalker (Captain) ; Edna Anderson; Robert Johnsen. Negative: George Duchossois (Captain) ; Bernice Hoffman; Bruce Neilsen. Alternates: Warner Reeder; Michael Moyer. The debate teams this year maintained the standard that was set by the previous debate teams of the LaPorte High School, who won the Pentagonal Debate Shield for three consecutive years, presented by Con- gressman Hickey, of this city; thereby gaining the permanent possession of the trophy for the LaPorte High School. This year the debaters were furnished no in- centive other than school loyalty and the desire to be the victors. The question for debate this season was, “Resolved, That the Kansas Court of In- dustrial Relations be Adopted by Indiana. (Constitutionality conceded.)” This was a timely question and was well presented by the LaPorte debaters. We are to con- gratulate the teams who were untiring in their attempts to put the question forcibly before the public. Much of the credit for the season’s suc- cess is due to Mr. Neilsen, the coach. No team could have a more able instructor than Mr. Nielsen. We should be proud to have in our midst a man who Likes such profound interest in the activities of the student body, devoting much of his time and patience in the furthering of such projects as the LaPorte High School at- tempts to encourage. The debaters were greatly inspired by the excellent musical programs furnished by Mr. Taylor, of the faculty, which pre- ceded each of the local debates. These programs were of a high class and were as thoroughly enjoyed by the public as by the debaters. The debaters wish to thank the public and the student body for their hearty support throughout the season which greatly aided them in making the debates a success. It was largely due to the efforts of Mr. Ludlow that the debates were a success from a financial stand- point. George Duchossois, the captain of the negative team, is to be congratulated for his fine work. He possesses the ability of convincing his audiences. The decisions given to the negative team are largely due to his untiring efforts. Bernice Hoffman presents a pleasing appearance on the stage and speaks to an advantage. Bruce Nielson is a quick thinker and a forceful talker. Page Eighty-Three Alvin Vandewalker, the captain of the affirmative team, is a very smooth speaker and has the ability to drive home his argu- ments. Edna Anderson is a polished and com- petent talker presenting her arguments in a most pleasing manner. Robert Johnson is especially good in rebuttal, where he is successful in break- ing down the arguments of his opponents. Michael Moyer and Warner Reeder, as alternates, were tireless workers, dis- playing much interest throughout the sea- son. The Senior Class wishes even greater success to future debate teams of the La- Porte High School and thinks that, per- haps if some business man or someone in- terested in High School activities would offer a trophy similar to the shield already won, it would lead to greater effort on the part of the debaters to win higher honors for the LaPorte High School. Warsaw-LaPortk The first encounter of the local debating season was held at Warsaw. The affirm- ative team of the locals went to Warsaw in quest of the honors. The local team had some excellent material but failed to make an impression on the judges who voted two to one against them, thereby losing the decision. This was the only decision that the LaPorte teams lost throughout the entire debating season. M i s h a w a k a-La Porte The negative team of the LaPorte High School journeyed to Mishawaka to meet the affirmative team from that city. The team was composed of very convincing speakers and their arguments were very well founded. The local team completely overwhelmed their opponents and succeed- ed in convincing the judges that a Court of Industrial Relations would be a menace to Indiana. The judges rendered a unani- mous decision in favor of LaPorte. LaPorte-Michigan City The first local debate took place at the Central Auditorium between LaPorte’s Negative team and Michigan City’s Affirm- ative team. The arguments were well given by both sides but the powerful pres- entation of the local team won them the honors of the first home debate. The judges voted two to one in favor of La- Porte. A short snappy musical program was given which added vim to the debate and inspired the debators. The following week the Michigan City Negative team came here to attempt to obliterate the former defeat by a decisive victory, but they were sadly mistaken for our team again received the decision of the judges. KiRhty-Four The Dramatic season of 1920-21 was one of the most successful in years. The Juniors outdid themselves in staging “Nothing But the Truth.” It was a big success which was very deserving. They worked hard and late to make it the best and they surely succeeded. The Senior class, however, staged a play which was successful beyond all expectations, both financially and dramatically. The play “Stop Thief” which was written by Car- lyle Moore surely was an appropriate one which will not soon be forgotten. In Misses Sutton and Kelly the school has two of the best dramatic coaches in this section of the country. Miss Sutton who coached the Junior play has been in our midst but a year and she has already proven herself a valuable asset to the fac- ulty. Miss Nellie Kelley, the Senior play coach, deserves the direct credit for mak- ing it a success dramatically. The plays given by the Senior classes are supposed to be the biggest “hits” of the season. The class of ’21 lived up to this custom in every sense of the word. Page Eighty-Five :=6= =0 m Nothing But The Truth Mr. Ralston with his two junior part- ners, Bob Bennett and Dick Donnelly, have a brokerage office in New York City. Gwen, Mr. Ralston’s daughter, is deeply interested in a Sea Side Home for orphans, and is treasurer of a society attempting to raise money to build this home. She asks her father for money but he is not very eager to contribute; however, he agrees to double $10,000 or any amount above that, if she can raise that amount by the end of the month, the month term- inating in five days. Gwen is secretly engaged to Bob Ben- nett, one of the junior partners. Hoping to raise the money Gwen goes to Bob with the $10,000. which already has been raised by the efforts of the society, of which she is treasurer, and asks him to double the money within the next five days. Bob is astounded, but promises to do his best for the girl he loves. At this time Mr. Ralston is attempting to sell some quick silver stock. He has in- vested $100,000 in a mine which he after- wards finds to be worthless. The boys are not very anxious to sell stock that they know to be valueless, and are not one bit backward in saying so. Mr. Ralston points out the advantages of not always telling the truth but Bob does not agree, saying that he believes that any business man can conduct a business truthfully. Mr. Ralston makes him a bet of any amount that he might mention that he can not tell the ruth for twenty-four hours. Bob thinks of the money in his coat pocket and decides to win the bet or die. Mr. Van Dusen. a friend of the young men, enters into the plan and the three men bet Bob $10,000 that he can not tell the truth for twenty-four hours. That evening Mr. Ralston takes Bob, Dick and Van Dusen home with him to see how the experiment works out, and also to keep a watchful eye on Bob. Dur- ing the evening Bob offends Ethel, the daughter of a wealthy man who is visiting the Ralston’s by telling her that he does not admire her voice nor her hat. This is brought about by Dick who is greatly en- joying himself in making Bob tell the truth or lose the bet. The next day Dick, Bob and Van Dusen remain at Mr. Ralston’s country home. During the morning two actresses, Mabel and Sabel, friends of Dick’s come out to the house. Van Dusen has seen them in the city and told them of his being there. Mrs. Ralston finds them there and having heard something said of Mr. Ralston’s lighting a cigarette for Mabel, demands the truth. The boys think that they are getting out of the affair when Mrs. Ral- ston asks Bob and of course he tells the truth. Bob is put through many other miseries by his friends attempting to get him to tell a falsehood, but they are not success- ful and in the end Bob receives his $10,000 which he returns. Gwen, in her turn, receives the money from her father. So all ends happily. The part of Bob Bennett was played by Warner Reeder; he was the hit of the show. His presentation was marvelous and he kept the house laughing continu- ally with his acting. Frederick Pitner is also to be congratulated on the way in which he played the role of Mr. Ralston. The others were exceptionally good and the Juniors should be proud of their suc- cess. However, a great deal of the cre- dit goes to Miss Sutton who spent much of her time in coaching the play. Cast B. M. Ralston Bob Bennett Dick Donnely Clarence Van Dusen Bishop Doran Mrs. Ralston Gwen Ethel Mabel Sabel Marth Frederic Pitner Warner Reeder James Chase Bruce Nielson Richard McLean Virginia Wilk Kathryn Anderson Marjorie White Zita Meister Esther Dring Eulalia Grieseg Eighty-Six Stop Thief “Stop Thief” the clever three-act play by Carlyle Moore, which was presented by the Senior Class of La Porte High School May 13, proved to be the dramatic success of the year. The Cast Joan Carr Mrs. Carr Carloine Carr Madge Carr Nell William Carr James Cluney Mr. Jamison Dr. Willoughby Rev. Mr. Spelvin Jack Doogan Joe Thompson Sergeant of Police Police Officer O’Malley Police Officer Clancy Police Officer Casey Police Officer O’Brien A Chauffeur Lillian Far a Blanche Thaldorf Ruth Henry Marjory Low Mildred Wing Clarence Culver Clarence Van Vactor Franklin Behrndt George Duchossois Alvin Vandewalker Robert Johnsen Neal Sheldon Harold Martin Fred Pitzer Ralph Guenther Michael Moyer Norman Jaeger Lester Travis As the curtain slowly raises, displaying the luxurious living-room of the Carr’s Rhode Island home, we find the Carr fam- ily greatly excited over the auspicious oc- casion of the marriage of their daughter Madge to James Cluney, a wealthy Eng- lishman. A lady’s maid has been engaged by the ambitious mother for “atmosphere” at the wedding. Soon after the arrival of the maid the difficulty arises and mysterious disappear- ances and refindings of much valuable jewelry follows in rapid succession. An accomplice arrives to assist the new maid in making her farewell “trick” a success; for they have determined to go straight” after this last “haul” wherein they hope to obtain a substantial start in life. self a kleptomaniac and it is because of fear of detection that things are allowed to continue their mysterious disappear- ances. It is through the efforts of the irate Mr. Jamison, whose securities and money have likewise disappeared that the police are brought upon the scene; and because of their dogged determination to find the real crook and so clear matters up we see the beginning of the end of the little com- edy. Mistaken identity adds greatly to the plot of the play and it is not until the final curtain that everything is satisfactorily explained and we find three happy couples entered upon their journey on the sea of matrimony. Robert Johnsen as Jack Doogan, the crook ought to make his fortune at burg- larizing—because his clever tricks proved to be the surprise of the evening. Mildred Wing, his accomplice was a perfect little crook and completely captivated her audi- ence with her winning stage personality. Clarence Van Vactor as James Clueny de- serves a great amount of credit for the success of the play, as he displayed won- derful histronic ability. Clarence Culver as the “forgetful” Mr. Carr relieved the audience with his many humorous situa- tions which he was able to portray to ad- vantage. Lillian Kara, Marjory Low, and Ruth Henry, as the beautiful Carr daughters carried their parts to the letter. Blanche Thaldorf as the mother, Mrs. Carr, was also one of the successes of the evening and is deserving of much credit. The re- mainder of the cast should be compliment- ed on their wonderful co-operation with- out which the play could not have been a success. The members of the household find themselves in distressing circumstances when they begin finding “stolen” articles in their possession. Each believes him- The success of the play is largely due to the efforts of Miss Nelle Kelley, a mem- ber of the Faculty, who devoted much time and energy to the coaching of the play. Page Eighty-Seven Snobs In all walks of life there are snobs, but I find the majority of them are in the middle class. The middle class snob who thinks he is so much better than the rest of us, is re- ally no better at all. In fact some are much worse. If he should happen to meet you on the street and circumstances forced him to speak, he would, but then only with a condescending air. He thinks, perhaps, that he is made of godly flesh, and acts the part. He snubs you when- ever he gets a chance, and these chances are many. Then there is the lower class snob. A person as poor as a church but he puts on all sorts of airs. He knocks the other fellow because he perhaps is better situ- ated in life and wears better clothes. To tell the truth, he is only jealous and would gladly change places with you if the op- portunity prevailed. The highest class snob is the one who has everything life can offer. He feels sorry for his lower would-be associates and consequently has nothing to do with them. Even in his own class he despises those who happen to possess the same fortune as befalls him. All of us are more or less snobs, and at the present writing I am endeavoring to place myself in one of these three classes. —Laura Wirtner. The Twenty-Third Psalm for a Flivver The Flivver is my auto; I shall not want another, It maketh me to lie down under it; it soureth my soul, It leadeth me into paths of ridicule for its name’s sake, Yea, though I ride through the valley, I am towed up the hill. For I fear much evil—thy rods and thy engines discomfort me. I annoint its tires with patches, my radi- ator runneth over, Surely if this follows me all the days of my life, I shall live in the bughouse forever. I'ngo Eighty-Bight Pag � Eighty-Nine Calender Sept. 7. Back to school once morel Students exchange the usual number of vacation yarns. Desks newiy varnished for the new semester. (Mr. Holmes hasn’t forgotten us.) Police- man needed to control the young idea at Mrs. Hartwel.’s. Mr. Hughes delivers speech for the enlightenment of the incoming Freshmen. School dismissed for the day. Sept. 8. Three new teachers to help us on our studious way. Welcome to our city! Sept. 9. Fred Pitzcr is seen going east down Lincolnway. Wonder what his destination was? Sept. 10. Marjorie Hans still uses the same gait. Sept. 13. Fred Meissner, Bill Hahn, Johnnie Oakes again in our midst. Sept. 14. Mr. Kelsay suggests that we have in- ter-class baseball. Sept. 15. Marjory White and Cable Manning are seen rehearsing their “Balcony scene”. Sept. 16. Freshmen just as studious as ever. Sept. 17. Fred Pitzer has another new suit. My word! Sej t. 20. Mr. Neilsen is patiently awaiting the opening of the new library. Cheer up it will be open before Christmas. Sept. 21. We miss “Howie Travis for mascot, but I eo I amberson is a candidate. Sept. 22. Orangize Chorus—Miss Nutter con- ducts a “voice-testing bee. You’re next! Sept 23. Senior class meeting conducted by Mr. Hughes. Hurrah for “Dishie”. Sept. 24. Senior Class election. George Duch- ossois, President; Maude Wolfe, Vice-Presi- dent; Ruth Henry, Secretary and Treasurer; Mildred Wing, Literary Member. Sept. 25. Baseball season . is opened with the Sophs in the lead. Sert. 26. Sophs vanquish Juniors in “pitched battle”. Score: 1-2. Sept. 27. Faculty succumb to Soph baseball tal- ent. I .a test Freshman indoor sport is intro- duced. Vem Evans upset his private perfume bott'.e. Sept. 28. Plans for Senior “Mixer” in the air- mysterious rumors of stunts”. Sept. 29. Miss Ke’ly is seen staggering under a stack of Digests. This is like old times. Sept. 30. First and fifth hours interchanged. Oct. 1. Seniors play true to form in “Mixer”. Everyone has a hilarious time. Class stunts make great hit and cider barrel is exhausted. Oct. 4. Sophs continue winning streak and de- feat “All Stars” 7-5. Oct. 5. Five minutes of great excitment for Freshmen! First fire drill of the semester. Oct 0. Mr. Neilsen has his wheelbarrow oiled up. What for? Why, he’s waiting for the Library to open. Oct. 7. Basketball practice well under way. Oct. 8. Riley program. Senior and Freshman talent delayed. M. Hans refuses an encore. Mr. Taylor again on the “bench”. Oct 11. Baseball season ends with a grand finale—Stillwell is last victim. Score 6-2. Oct. 12. Mr. Hughes experiments with ether in Physics class. “Doc Long now has an ex- cuse to sleep the 3rd hour. 13. Lucy Black candidate for prettiest girl at box social. Hear about it? Oct. 14. “Doc” Long recites in his sleep in Phys- ics class. (More ether.) Oct. 15. Snappy quiz in American History. Mr. Neilsen reports an unusual (?) number of hundreds. Oct. 18. Mary Helen Culver comes to school with her hair in curls. Memories of Fresh- man days. Oct. 19. Juniors preparing for annual Masquer- ade. A mysterious “sleeping beauty” seems to be principal feature. Oct. 20. Senior-Junior class meeting to discuss joint class party. Oct. 21. Attorney Ben Rees speaks to American History class on League of Nations. Several converts are made among the girls. Oct 22. Senior-Junior class party unqualified success. Mr. Kelsay acts as sergeant-at-arms (official bouncer). Oct. 25. Two candidates for “croix do guerre” “Butch” Hiley comes to school with an in- jured finger and “Doc Reeder appears with a bandaged head. Oct. 26. “Bud” Evory changes his seat in the Assembly (by request). Oct. 27. Mable T. and Maggie B. invited out— of the Assembly. Mr. Kelsay has a heart of stone. Oct. 28. Juniors are advertising Masquerade ex- tensively. Warner Reeder gives an excellent announcement but insinuates that we have dirty faces. Oct. 29. Junior Masque a great success—except for cider shortage. Days of Substitutes not yet over; Freshman use corn for confetti. The ghost walk leaves everyone considerably shaken. Oct. 30. Miss Reynolds still “Dodge-ing” Mr. Taylor. Page Ninety Nov. 1. Snow again today. Fur coats are fash- ionable. Ix tty GrandstafF has another new sweater. Nov. 2. Would-be voters in American History classes favor Harding. N. B.—Miss Sutton and Fred Meissner agree in politics. Nov. 3. High School and Y. M. Seniors teams play good game. Rovcnstine well pleased with the result. Score: 20-11. Nov. 1. James Chase is heard serenading Cor- nelia DraGoo. Wonder if he, too, believes in the story about—No, I won't say it. Nov. 5. A holiday—generally used to make up lost sleep. Nov. 7. Nominations open for cheer leader. Both Newman and Miller expect to get a land- slide. Nov. 8. Four more Assembly students given their “walking papers”. Sympathy for the bereft, but congratulations to the survivors. Nov. 9. Blackburn admits his fondness for Harding’s home town. (Marion.) There’s a reason. Nov. 10. Seniors have an attack of Chaucer—a few show signs of surviving. Nov. 11. Armistice Day. School dismissed for celebration. Nov. 12. Van is “dark horse” in election for Cheer Leader. He’s right there with the pep, all right. Nov. 13. Game with Plymouth. Our team pulls some “new ones” on the Plymouthites. Nov. 14. Name of Junior play announced— “Nothing But the Truth.” Evidently [.aPorte High School is due for a reform. By the way, Larry Travis is working for 95 in interest Nov. 15. Snow today—real sure nuf snow. The kind that makes it dangerous to be within range of snowball. Students are asked to respect school windows. Nov. 1C. Cast of Junior Play is posted on Bulle- tin board. Posters appear telling us to save our' pennies for December 3. Nov. 17. Bert Holmes becomes ambitious this A. M. Mr. Neilsen’s History class is almost compelled to move out because of the heat. Nov. 18. Mr. Hughes’ Physics class does not meet this morning. “Ours not to reason why,” but all the same we aren’t weeping. P. s!— Katherine Martin arrives at 8:44 today. (Keep it up Kitty.) Nov. 19. Double header basketball game. I a- Crosse and Goshen succumb to La Porte bas- ketball talent. Nuf sed. Nov. 22. Juniors practicing faithfully on their play. Nov. 23. Mr. Neilsen is recruiting for a debate team. Better try it—he’ll teach you to con- vince someone the world is square. Nov. 24. Thanksgiving program. Infant Puri- tans make it a hit. ('lose game with Whiting —20-19. That makes a good Thanksgiving appetizer. Nov. 2G. Everyone back again except Sheldon and Culver. There must be good looking girls in Crawfordsville. Very few casualties from over-eating. Game with Plymouth. IjiPorte continues good record with score of 44-10. Nov. 29. Grade cards today. Did you pass in anything? Nov. 30. Captain Ward speaks to American His- tory class. Gives interesting discussion on sociology. Dec. 1. Marjorie Hans breaks valuable test tube in Physics class. (Take it slow and easv, Marj.) Dec. 2. Ruth and Neal exchange ring:?. Dec. 3. Juniors advertise play in Assembly. En- couraging signs of a good crowd. Dec. 0. Classes vote unanimously in favor of stabilizing name for Annual. Student body chooses EL-PE. Dec. 7. Latest campus curiosity—a moving pic- ture camera. Hope they did not break many plates. Dec. 8. El-Y Club organized. Promises to be a big success. Dec. 10. Shorthand and American History class- es go to murder trial. Very interesting evi- dence is submitted. R. N. Smith becomes excited. Dec. 11. Shorthand class goes to court again. They’ll soon be full-fledged reporters. Dec. 12. Mishawaka team is defeated by the Orange and Black squad with a score of 27-15. Dec. 13. The girls of American History class ride to court house in Mr. Neilsen’s 9-pas- senger Ford. Dec. 14. Fred Meissner and John Oakes are among the missing. Gone but not forgotten. Dec. 15. Mr. Gruber shakes up another Fresh- man. There should be a war-tax on such luxuries. Dec. 16. Pep meeting for Whiting game prom- ises well for the support tomorrow night. Dec. 17. LaPorte team is defeated but not with- out a struggle. Dec. 18. Guess we’re the victim of a “hoodoo . Team loses to Valpo in close game, 19-20. Dec. 20. No recitation of Physics class today. Ain’t it a gran’ and glorious feelin’? Dec. 21. A “Christmasy” feeling is abroad. Seniors promise first class program. Stu- dents are speculating on what “Santa Claus” will give them. Dec. 22. Game with Niles. The boys overcome the “hoodoo” and hand well-rounded defeat to the visitors. Page Ninety-One Dec. 23. Seniors out-do themselves in program. Great deal of dramatic talent is revealed. School dismissed early. Jan. 3. Once more—the daily grind. Everyone presumably carrying out their New Year’s resolutions. Jan. 4. Mr. Hughes blows out another fuse in Physics today. Wondered wby the bell wouldn’t ring. Jan. 5. Mr. Neilson announces American His- tory test in near future. Notice Seniors cramming? Jan. 6. Good weather for skaters today. Doris Henoch falls in. Horrors! Jan. 7. Debaters organize for sham battle. Best team wins. Jan. 9. Hammond loses to La Porte cage men, 34-8. r±hat's the stuff! Jan. 10. Physics class elects chairman in ab- sence of Mr. Hughes. Mike Moyer begins to Show makings of a teacher. Jan. 11. Mr. Hughes appears in glasses. Ev- eryone’s doing it. Jan. 12. School dismissed at 3:00. Students “reluctantly” vacate the Assembly for Teach- ers’ Meeting. Jan. 13. Richard Morenus speaks on athletics and pep. We’re with you, Dick! Jan. 15. La Porte High School to lose one of its students. G. Culver receives an application blank from the House of David. Jan. 17. Elise and Marjory amuse first hour Assembly in a “Penny scramble”. Jan. 18. Ethan Hiley misses the part in his hair by three and one-third hairs. Jan. 19. Great commotion in Physics class! Doe Long puts piece of ice down Lucy Black’s neck. Jan. 20. Shorthand class enjoys a treat—first hour class sits in the court room. They ate candy, but the judge didn’t object. Jan. 21. Last day of semester—grade cards due. Everybody worrying about flunking except Van. Jan. 22. Rough-and-tumble game with Misha- waka. Score: 20-19. Another victory. Jan. 24. Classes resumed. Mid-year Freshman get smaller every year. We almost stepped on one this morning. Jan. 25. Alvin Vandewalker starts wearing specs”. They all flop sooner or later. Jan. 26. Doc Long loses his collar button in His- tory class. Whoda’ thunk it? Jan. 27. Latest phenomenon—a youngster that looks like a Freshman takes Senior Science. Jan. 28. Peppy new yells. First team defeats Elkhart. Second beat Marquette Hall. Jan. 29. Johnson’s front tooth is conspicuous by its absence. Jan. 31. Second issue of El-Y Club News. The staff is to be congratulated. Feb. 1. Speaking of miracles! Clarence Culver admits he is wrong in an argument today. Harold Martin makes basket for the first time in a game at the Y . Feb. 2. “Give us jazz, or give us death.” Classi- cal music is all right, but High School stu- dents do not like it as a steady diet. Feb. 3. Walter Hahn is seen stepping over two “verdant Freshmen. Feb. 4. Sonny announces he is going to rush R. C. H. again. We’re all glad but Sheldon, who shows signs of anxiety. Feb. 7. School wearing a long face. South Bend wins 27-12. Feb. 8. “Ginny” is getting absent-minded. Comes into Assembly with his overcoat on. Feb. 9. Mr. Kelsay insists on discipline in the Assembly. Who threw that penny? Feb. 10. A giant visits school. We all thought Mr. Trester had the monopoly on altitude. Feb. 11. Marian Foltz has been weeping in Latin class. We’ll wager it was not over the dead heroes in Caesar. Feb. 14. Valentine’s Day. Only the unsophisti- cated Freshmen distribute valentines. The rest understand that it is too childish. Feb. 16. Van reads important message from Dr. H. Ix ng about Carnival. It’s the first time we knew “Doc” was famous. Feb. 17. Elkhart game. Victory for I aPorte. Feb. 18. Senior Carnival a howling success. Au- ditorium is packed to the doors. Feb. 21. Bus” Kabelin displays surprising de- bating ability in history class. Feb. 22. Holiday. We wish more George Wash- ingtons had lived. Feb. 23. Junior program. Walt Hahn drops his spoon, causing his face to become inflamed. Feb. 24. The question is: Is Elise Low's hair bobbed ? Feb. 25. L. P. defeats Valpo 34-3. Now will they be good? Feb. 28. Assembly is steadily losing students. Mar. 1. Eighty rooters prepare to go to tourna- ment. Mar. 2. Seniors have their “maps shot”. There had ought to be a number of masterpieces. (Watch for Heusi’s.) Mar. 4. II. S. is dismissed at 11:15 for tourna- ment. Evelyn Munson loses her gold crown. Warn! Mar. 5. S. B. Wins finals, as per usual. Mar. 7. Grade cards today. Several are seen weeping crocodile tears. Blycker makes up for lost time. Page Ninety-Two Mar. 1). Mike” Moyer falls upstairs today. He thought no one saw him. Mar. 10. Senior hair-ribbon day for Kiris, they thought they looked innocent. Imagaine Bob .lohnsen, or Tubby Martin attired as children. Mar. 11. Dr. Dye, a missionary from Africa gives interesting talk about heathens. (NOT mentioning any names.) Mar. 12. Harry Abrams steps out” with Civy Line. Mar. 14. Iflie and his friend are seen again. Evening is spent at Etropal. Mar. 15. Larry Travis is ejected from Eng. VIII. Mar. 10. Amateur Musical Club amuse us for a half hour. Mrs. Winn makes some pointed remarks. (In the spring a young man’s fan- cy, etc.) Mar. 17. Saint Patrick’s Day. The Freshmen don’t need to wear green. Mar. 18. This day crawled into a comer and died. Mar. 21. El-Y Club announces its dance. Mar. 22. Juniors create a sensation with their 22’s. The poor dears still have a great deal to learn. Mar. 23. Mr. Taylor’s stellar typists cover themselves with glory at LaCrosse. Mar 24. Students show alarming signs of Spring fever as vacation approaches. Apr. 1. Classy El-Y Dance. They’re the Best!! Apr. 4. Speech by Mr. Goodwin, Director of “Y” at South Bend. His advice is received very well. Apr. 5. Miss Kelly’s door suffers again from contact with the spring zephyrs (?) Apr. 6. Seniors practicing on Stop Thief . Cast will play at the Century Theater for three weeks. Apr. 7. Moore class meetings. Junior Prom is subject of concussion. Apr. 8. Everyone working overtime for the El-Pe. Apr. 11. Another case develops. Louis Dingier and Cornelia DraGoo. Apr. 12. Physics test! Apr. 13. Imperial quartet is organized: Butch, Culla and Fritz Meissner. Apr. 14. Miss Reynolds appears with a new sparkler”. Now, I wonder. Apr. 15. Bob Johnsen has learned a new move- ment for his hands. Apr. 17. Imperial quartet unappreciated by the Police Force. Apr. 18. Alvin Vandewalker is seen at the Cen- tral with two Freshmen girls. What’s going to happen? Apr. 19. Lucy Black announces today that she is “romantic”. We knew it Apr. 20. Soph program. Bill Noutzman gives chalk talk”. Cartoons show signs of a sec- ond McCutcheon. Apr. 21. Miss Kelly is suing the wind for dam- ages. It broke the big plate glass door to her room. Apr. 22. Juniors are sporting rings at last. Very good looking. Apr. 23. Juniors hoist towel with the number 22” on it. They think it is a flag. Apr. 24. _ Seniors make Junior-proof flag and hoist it on the band stand flag pole in Fox’s park. Apr. 25. Norman Johnson, Bruce Neilson, and Roy Johnson are chosen to represent us in Oratory. Judges have difficulty in deciding. Bernice Hoffman, Eleanor Moore, and Kath- ryn Anderson are chosen to represent us in declamation. Congrats, girls! Apr. 2G. Mr. Trester and Mr. Hughes speak at El-Y Banquet. Senior flag still flying. Apr. 27. Van is requested to remove his gum in Physics class, well. Van! Apr. 28. Announced today in the “El-Y” that Culla was going to open a barber shop in Moscow. We wish him luck. Senior flag still flying. April 29. Norman Johnson and Eleanore Moore April 30. Butter-ball Jaeger displays debating take first in oratorical, ability in History class. May 2. Very cool May Day. Rather windy. May 3. Senior Play posters adorn blackboard. Everyone is going! May 4. I arry Travis has private interview with J. M. H. May 5. Pill” Burns studied second hour. Earth- quake threatening. May 0. Vacation!—for students of High School. Girls do Commencement shopping. May 7. Mr. Taylor has taken position of deliv- ery boy for lady in Room 3. Good Boy! May 10. Richard Mercer has become an “every Saturday night” customer at Consumer’s store. Arrives about closing time.—Young lady clerk—Miss Hans—Understand? May 11. A pin was heard when dropped today in second hour Assembly—Mr. Trester was a guest. May 12. R. C. Guenther has contracted the habit of blushing, cheer up, Ginny, its very becom- ing! May 13. Senior Play. Central School well-filled. Many people are turned away. May 17. George Heusi and “Bud Evory are on the injured list. Football and hiking is great sport. Page Ninety-Three May 18. Louis Dingier uses his imagination in Chemistry and gives Mr. Neilson some queer information. May 19. Elise Low forgets what she is going to say in English today. May 20. “Friendship Books” appear among Seniors. “Should auld acquaintance be for- got?” May 23. Wonder what those Freshmen are practicing for? May 25. Letty, remember to seat us near our dates at the Prom. May 26. Large tent appears on Corner of Jeff and Monroe. A few of our restless spirits anticipate a merry-go-round. May 27. The Prom—wonderful banquet and pro- gram-best attendance in years. May 30. Memorial Day—weather getting warm- er—what will August be? June 1. Commencement draws nigh—Seniors working day and night. June 2. Tennis fans wilt their collars as per usual. June 3. Senior Day. Lill and Van display mu- sical ability. Annuals sell like “hot cakes.” June 4. Wilbur Boardman takes a dip head first in a horse tank at Stillwell after ball game. He didn’t drowned Maggie. June 5. Dr. Stewart delivers Baccalaureate Ser- mon. Beautiful service that will long be re- membered. June 6. Mr. Taylor is some musical composer. Beethoven has nothing on him. June 7. Mr. Trester isn’t running a taxi service but he brought some girls to school in his car. Freshman or Seniors? We’d like to know. June 10. Commencement—speaker from Purdue. Central Auditorium is packed. We now assume our places in the ranks of the Alumni, with many kind remembrances of our High School life. Jokes Webster Up-to-Date Bluff: To cover a deficit by an issue of brass. Faculty: An organization to furnish new jokes to the students. Quiz: A means by which a student re- calls how little he knows. Recitation: A game of blind man’s buff. , , Study: An obsolete term. Seldom used. Love: An excuse for doing what would otherwise be naughty. Date: A dual nut. Kiss: When two faces meet. Mr. Hughes: “Well, how were your ex- aminations ?” Mr. Nielsen: “A complete success. Ev- erybody flunked.” Sheldon: “What’s the matter, old top? You look sick.” Culver: “I’ve just undergone a serious operation.” Sheldon: “Appendicitis?” Culver: “No, worse than that. I had my allowance cut off.” Geo. Heusi: “What is a psychological moment?” L. Blycker: “Waking up just as the Prof, calls your name.” Helen: “Why do you always have dates with Wilbur on Friday nites?” Cork. D.: “That’s the day for fish, isn’t it?” L. Bueltzingsloewen: “There’s a story of a woman who used to telephone for the first time in 83 years.” Gruber: “She must be on a party line.” Bob Janes: “There’s altogether too much red tape about this government of ours.” Butch Hiley: “A fellow could die of thirst while he’s waiting to get a passport to Cuba.” “Just Between Friends” Larry Travis: “Well, did you attend church last evening?” Brocky: “No, I decided to sleep at home.” Page Ninety-Four Ain’t It the Truth? It may be a mansion— It may be a dump, It may be a farm— With an old oaken pump; It may be a place— It may be a flat, It may be the room Where you hang up your hat; It may be a house With a hole in the floor— Or marble hotel With a coon at the door; It may be exclusive. Or simple, or swell, A wee bit of heaven— Or one little—well— Just kindly remember Wherever you roam, That Shakespeare was right, kid. There's No Place Like Home! When you begin reading the letter over twice, or thrice or more— And studying even the envelope and post-mark— And gazing long at the opening and clos- ing in search of some deeply hidden meaning— And admiring the handwriting and the stationery— And smiling a dreamy smile as you read— “You’re gone, my boy, you’re gone!” Why is a teacher like a Ford? Because they give the best service for the least money. L. Dingier: “Do you know the differ- ence between capital and labor?” B. Neilson: “No, what is the differ- ence?” L. Dingier: “Well, it’s like this; now if I should loan you ‘25c that would be cap- ital, but if I should try to make you pay it back, that would be labor.” The Last Exam. Just break the news to mother; Tell her I flunked another; I’m sorry that I played around; I should have studied more. The moving finger writ— Oh. just a little bit— That’s why I am so blue, For all it wrote for me Was “Good bye, boy, you’re through.” Zita: “Are you a mind reader?” Harlan: “Yes.” Zita: “Can you read my mind?” Harlan: “Yes.” Zita: “Well, why don’t you go there?” Maud Muller on a busy day Bossed the farm hands making hay. The judge passed by and gave a glance, It brought no feeling of romance. And yet he spoke in accents bland, And even tried to hold her hand. But what he said, Twixt you and me, Was, “Maud, I hope you’ll vote for me.’ Sarcastic: “What side of your face did you shave this morning?” Non Chalant: “The outside.” G. Heusi (to new boy in the store) : “You’re the slowest youngster we’ve ever had. Aren’t you quick at anything? Kid Drewes: “Yes, sir; nobody can get tired as quickly as I can.” “Rivers,” said the American, “why your rivers are nothing to ours. Compare with the Hudson and Mississippi, your Mersey, Servern and Thames are sleepy, sickiy streams.” “Oh come!” protested the Englishman. “I think your rivers are just as sickly as ours.” “How do you make that out?” “Well, they are all confined to their beds,” replied the Englishman. PiiK ' Ninety-Five The Senior Melting rot Can you untangle them ? Try it. Harold Michael Travis Russell Ralph Hiley Ethan Lester Young Ora Josephine Kadow Evonne Alice Huffman George Norman Moyer Lawrence Benjamin Henoch Fred Clarence Hans Blanche Myrna Behrndt Neal Ralph Culver Hannah Cevilla Jessup Jane Elizabeth Culver Blanche Charlotte Johnsen Annie Evelyn Kabelin Thomas Guenther Augusta Florence Low Marjorie Anson Alvin Lawrence Miller Owen Easton Sheldon Paul George Wolfe Henry Ludwig Duchossois Marjorie June Vandewalker Lillian Violet Van Vactor John Carl Thaldorf Marvel Diana Fara Mildred Helen Munson Elise Jessamin Franklin Ruth Henrietta Pitzer Lucy Doris Hay ter Robert LeRoy Wing Josephine Marie Arthur Maude Josselyn Travis Ora A. Jaeger Laura Aimee Robuski William Joseph Low Ellis Herman Black Mary Esther Martin Howard Robert Searl Clarence John Line Arithmetic He was teaching her arithmetic, He said it was his mission. He kissed her once—he kissed her twice. He said, “Now that's addition.” And then he kissed her smack by smack. In silent satisfaction; Until she tenderly gave one back, He said, “Now, that’s subtraction.” Then he kissed her and she kissed him, Without an explanation; Then they both together said, “Now, that is multiplication.” Then Dad arrived upon the scene, And rendered his decision. He kicked them both three blocks away, And said, “That is long division.” Pajje Ninety-Six Cases Throughout this whole long school year There’s been many and many a sigh or a tear Loss of appetite, heartache or chill And it's often been Van pining for Lill. Did you ever see Helen looking so pale? My Dear! She's in love with Harold C. Kale. Loretta is dolled up and looks so neat She's ready to vamp her sweetie called Pete. Marvel leisurely strolls by the Y Silvey comes out and both of them sigh. Cornelia DraGoo has a peach of a date Wilbur has too, for he’s her playmate. “Come here dear! Come here!! I’m having a chill That’s Maggie calling her beloved Bill. Gee! Gosh! I just heard a terrible squeal I looked around; it was Ruth and Neal. Now there’s Mable and Peasie, I guess they’re all right Though there were rumors out of a ter- rible fight. I saw a couple ’neath the light of the moon It was Culla and his beautiful June. Marian was reading a lengthy love note While Blackie has powder all over his coat. I saw Harlan waiting alone on the stair Soon there were two for Zita was there. Bruce Neilson acts funny and his fingers are numb Of course! He’s gone crazy over Laura Bennethum. You all know that Civy has long been lovesick It’s because of a man in Chicago named Dick. I suppose there are some that I have not named Whose hearts, I trust, are much inflamed But to name all the lovers is not my en- deavor For cases come and cases go while some keep on forever. —Elise Low. Pflge Ninety-Seven Jokes Familiar Expressions Mr. Hughes: Forty minutes after school. Dishie: Youse guys. Larry Travis: I don’t know. Ruth Henry: E-e-e-e-e-e-ek! Mr. Hughes: The lesson for tomorrow will be—. “Doc” Long to Mr. Hughes in Physics: That’s wrong. Pease in Assembly: Snor-r-r-r-r-e, r-r-r. Boardie: All right Maggie. Maggie: Have you seen Bill any place? Bob Johnsen: Oh, I know it. Red Kale: Me too. Miss Kelly: You’re not worth shooting tonight. Dishie taking roll call in class meeting: “As I call your name, please answer yes or no, whichever the case may be.” Culver: “Can Ruth take a joke?” M. Hans: “She’s been taking one around with her a whole year.” Gruber (in History) : “Why were the middle ages called the dark ages?” Hoover: “Because there were so many knights.” M. Low: “Mary Helen makes good post- ers. I wonder if she loves Art?” D. Henoch: “I beg your pardon, his name is Arthur.” D. Navlor: “What makes you so fat, Tubby?” Tubby Tyler: “Why, I eat what’s right, but what makes you so skinny?” D. Naylor: “Why, I eat what’s left.” Mr. Gruber (telling the story of how Orpheus descended into the lower regions to get Eurydice, his wife) : “You under- stand the allusion, of course; Orpheus went down to Hades to find out where in hell his wife was.” Pet Sayings” “Will you rise, please?” “Juniors should bring their ring money.” “Senior Class Meeting” (on Assembly board). “Your lesson has been assigned.” “Now, let’s settle down to work.” “Got a date for the Prom?” “You tell ’em.” “When’s the Senior Play?” “Got your Physics?” “Lil and Van.” “Where’s Dishie?” “You don’t say so?” “Please don’t throw bits of paper on the floor.” W. Pusch: “I thought you had it down cold.” R. Ort: “Well, didn’t I get zero?” M. Moyer: “Did your galoshes keep out the slush at the Prom?” M. Hans: “I couldn’t wear them in- side.” ’21—“His lectures bore me; '21—“He’s beyond you?” ’21—“Where ?” Maggie: “What are you thinking about?” Boardie: “Just what you’re thinking about.” Maggie: “If you do I’ll scream.” Mary had a little lamb But now that lamb is dead, But Mary still takes him to school Between two hunks of bread. Miss Kelly: “What foreign language are you taking?” Decker: “I’m taking algebra.” Freshman: “Surveying a little?” Senior: “No! Surveying a lot.” Page Ninety-Eight Tue Danger Jake Guenther: “I doctor myself with the tiid of medical books.” Mike Gaul: “Yes, and some day you’ll die of a misprint.” Mr. Ludlow: “What did you think of the Turkish atrocities?” L. Travis: “I don’t know; I never smoked them.” Mable: “Bill's filing his old love letters.” Peasie: “Were they as rough as that?” Felix Mercer: “Why do you work so hard?” W. Pusch: “I’m too nervous to steal.” King N: “May 1 raise my hand?” Mr. Nielsen: “What for?” King: “I want to ask a question.” Mr. Hughes: “What happens on a hot day after the sun sets and it gets cool?” “Doc” Long: “The moon rises.” Mr. Hughes: “If you put a chunk of iron on the window sill it wouldn't be there in 50 years, would it Lawrence?” Travis: “It wouldn’t be there a day if “Doc” Long saw it.” Mr. Hughes: “What would happen if the air became saturated with moisture?” “Bob” Johnsen: “We'd drown.” Miss Reynolds: “What meter is this poem written in?” Gaul: “Centimeter.” Ruth Briggs in Chemistry, holding deflagrading spoon: “Does anyone want-a spoon ?” That’s all, except Mr. Neilson was bad- ly injured in the rush. Marjory Low: “What do you work at, my poor man ?” Butch Hiley: “At intervals, lady.” Total Collapse Wolf Kabelin: “She dropped her eyes.” Felix Mercer: “That must have been the time her face fell.” Mr. Ault: “What is the practical use of the magnet?” M. McLean: “They might put them on the bumpers of Fords to pick up tacks.” Mr. Nielsen: “Have we anv trusts in La Porte?” “Letty” Grandstaff: “Yes, the LaPorte Loan and Trust Company.” Mr. Hughes: “What is the unit of pow- er?” Gaul (recovering from deep sleep) : “The dumbell.” Lester Travis: “Do you want the court to understand that you refuse to renew your dog license?” Decker: “Yes, but—” Travis: “We want no but. You must renew the license or be fined. You know that it expired on January first, don’t you ?” Decker: “Yes. sir, so did the dog.” Dilts: “Have you forgotten that you owe me five dollars?” J. Chase: “No, not yet. Give me time and I will.” Walter Hahn was required to write an essay of 250 words about an automobile. He submitted the following: “My uncle bought a motor car. He was riding in the country when it busted up a hill. I thinx this is about twenty words. The other 230 words are what my uncle said when he was walking back to town, but they are not fit for publication.” Mr. Hughes: “Look at that fellow gob- ble his soup.” Mr. Trester: “Economy, my friend! He’s hurrying so that none of it will be lost through evaporation.” Page Ninety-Nine For Boys to Make An outworn Ford body, bent to a new design and covered with cretonne, makes a cute umbrella stand in the hall. E. Cartwright: “Is Heusi a deep think- er?” Pitzer: “He must be. None of his ideas ever get to the surface.” Miss Kelly: “What does the reign of King Charles I. teach us?” Helene Ebert: “Please, ma’am, not to lose our heads in moments of excitement.” Letter to Mr. Hughes one day from Jake Guenther’s mother: Ralph will be unable to attend school today as he has just shaved himself for the first time. Muxey Smith: “Pa, what’s a dead let- ter?” Dad: “A letter that died at its post, my Mike Moyer: “The human anatomy is a wonderful bit of mechanism.” Dizzie Keithline: “Yes, pat a man on the back and you’ll swell his head.” Heusi: “Where is Atoms?” Mr. Neilsen: “Atoms? I don’t know, my boy. You mean Athens, probably.” ‘Heusi: “No, I mean Atoms—the place where everything is blown to.” Senior: “Why do the Freshmen hang around the water fountain all the time? Junior: “I suppose because all green things need a lot of water.” Cable was sitting at his desk chewing gum with his feet sprawled out in the aisle. Mr. Gruber: “Cable! Take that gum out of your mouth, and put your feet in!” Lill: “Why do you insist on calling me your little cold cream?” Van: “Because you’re so nice to a chap.” Classified Ads Lost, strayed or stolen: One full-grown Cicero pony. Finder reurn to Bob John- sen. Walt B.: “I can’t take the clock up- stairs.” Kootie Hattell: “Why not?” Walt: “It always runs down.” He came to call at half past eight Upon a pretty miss, With twinkling roguish, blue-black eyes, hair w-aved this. And that like They sat beside the open fire, And liked it, too, I wis, For when he left—too late to tell— hair mussed this. Her was like Mr. Taylor: “What’s the use of asking any woman her age?” Mr. Gruber: “You can find out how old she isn’t.” Last night I held a little hand so dainty and so neat, I thought my heart would surely bust, so wildly did it beat; No other hand into my soul could such joy bring. Than that I held last night, Four aces and a king. N. A. S.: “There’s something about you I like.” R. C. H.: “What is it?” N. A. S.: “Myself.” Miss Reynolds (in English) : “Clarence, what part of speech is that? Clarence C.: ????? “Metaphor.” Miss Reynolds: “How do you know?” C. C.: “All right, it isn’t, I don’t want to start an argument.” Lill: “Now that you have looked at my music, what would you like me to play?” Van: “Oh, bridge or poker.” Phro One Hundred PuRe One Hundred One � • 6951 Page One Hundred Four LA POUT! PAINTING CO LA POATC INO -