Madison Central High School - Tychoberahn Yearbook (Madison, WI)

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June ..THE ORANGE AND BLACK.. 1932 NINETY YEARS FOR CENTRAL N OLD SCRAPBOOK fllled with yel- lowed newspaper ollpplngs has recently become the property of Central High School. It fomlerly belonged to William H. Beach who was superintendent of Madison schools ll-om 1885 to 1839. Mr. Beach had gathered all newspaper articles about Madl- son High School. as Central was then called. and placed them ln this large scrapbook. Perhaps you weren't aware of the fact that Central High ls nlnety years old this year. With the help of the old scrapbook which is now in the possession of Mlss Mary Hargrave. we will try to enllghten all Cen- tralltes as to condltlons in the school when the the school tlrst began. ' The tlrst cllpplng told the story of the commencement of 1885. The exercises took place in the assembly chamber of the Capl- tol. The paper sald that the most lntelligent part of the clty's population attended and such orations as the The New Thlrd Party. Hungarian 1-1'erolsm. and Xenophon's Dream and Awakening, were given. The Madman Select Female School was opened by Mrs. Marla Gay ln 1842. A Miss Smlth taught girls durlng the summer term ln the publle school, and Theodore Conkey taught boys in the rear of the American hotel. I.n the summer of 1845 the Little Brick was bullt and opened ln the fall by Royal Buck who taught tlll June 2, 1841. In 1858 the Female Academy was purchased and opened as a high school. At thls time the Greenbush school also commenced. The High School was conducted as a. select school in 1861 by Miss Colles. In 1873 the high school building was opened, wlth Samuel Shaw as superlntendent. On July 2. 1875 the high school graduated lts first class. An auxiliary bulldlng was erected ln the Third Ward in 1877. and the unlver- First Madison High School school now ls. When the new wing was added to the old Central building. the Little Brlck moved to the High School. from lts temporary quarters ln the clty hall. A large number assembled at the hlgh school reception glven at the dedlcatory of the new wing which had just been added to that building. Previous to the bulldlng of the addltlon the school had been somewhat crowded because of too few recitation rooms. Ln the basement of the new bulldlng there were to be large hot-air furnaces, quite an innovatlon, to be sure. On the tlrst floor were four large and four small recltatlon rooms, four well-llghted and commodlous ward- robes. and the superlntendent's otflce. Farewell to The Little Brick was spoken by Master Henry Freeman when the Little Brick primary was transferred from lts quarters Lu the city hall to the high school building. It reads as follows: Colne little children all. That mlnd Miss Larkln's Call. We're going to have a jolly tlme today. We leave this my hall With its gloomy wlndows tall, 'rwa by two. anna ln hand we march away. Little brick they called you once, But that lildlft mean B dunce. Nor n hoodlum. nor a dirty-handed clown: For evtfybbdl' knows without saylng le. it goes That B. little brick 'S the smartest boy ln town. Now send for Lueders' band! When Mlss Larkin gives command. Wlth a heb and B hell We'll march along? While the people on the Street, When they see us look so neat. W0n't heed telling to which teacher we belong. And now we've reached the room. Which YOU see ln the bloom Of lts beauty Ind its freshness all around What they called us heretolore- 1Plelse turn to PRED Seven! slty admitted this school to lts .mi.G.X.. .I Y- .K . . . - ..S,,,,... accredited list. A commercial t-.l ii 1 ' - A ' 'Q course was lnaugurated ln the 13 . vu in-N.,.1 f'5-gi-X ff school ln 1878, ln the following img 1. ' -v,kkk Q L 'l . 5 wed. and in lm B large adm- A a asffgg tion to the Second Ward bulld- jf' gg '-psi 1 Xl. me was erected- ' 1' A, Zsi, . , - - -, ii -- 1 . -, w Fu' sevml Wm 'he comes .gs-1-V f -as . Elven at this School Wm the Fw vw Cm' mmm cf f 4- .+ f ri. a the Anclent Classlcal, me Mad- 413 '- 1 ' K - .-... ws sssvse Hanes ern Classical. and the Sclentlflc: I .- ,N .- A .ggi Q and the Ceffmcffie Collfsetmade 2 -3-FI R sil k- - - F a ! ' Q i. '-31351 A S? E up of me Modem Classical' me Sclentldc, and the Normal - Come- In the ww days School l closed later ln the year than .. T1 s E. N . .5 x now, in fact one commencement Q fe Q' 1 .zQ e ,gff...M x - leg: R and three week's vacations were ,j i wen ln the Wim, g ' 95 za:- 'ess Q. offs-'ss - as 42353 1. The mme Brick? 3 primary v 5 '-A 'S 2 , 5 : . llT l1 .- -N 5011001 in the charge of Miss -. - A l m f . :ET SI E iwfslf' Ella Larkin ls said to have stood wllere the present B r ay t on Female Academy Built in 1847 -f4j-

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il. f-The Oranqe and Black June 1932 yin, ww ,V if l, Xfsxafa 1 -if X35 , ,,,x . , jyfxxxl ls? Eh M 1- if fl ff f o zz T 7' Ii l a dlmx l CF Fi QQ! Aj S Qu? l2,2 I .S Ki XY' ab is . L- Q ,X XX fx CENTRAL HALL OF FAME Central's Hall of Fame would include many pupils and teachers, but I am only going to write about the pupils. I am picking these candidates according to their scholastic ability, their popularity, and their athletic prowess. Betty Herried, a senior, and Rachel Herrington, a junior, should be given the honor of a position on our list of notables. Betty is a mem- ber of both honor societies, while Rachel was recently elected to National Honor Society and will no doubt be awarded a Central Honor Pin soon. Both girls have distinguished themselves by lead- ing the honor roll many times and they will most assuredly be near the top in the future. Among the best athletes in Central, at the present time, are William Smith, Robert Wohlferd, and Oston Hanson. Bid, as the former is called by his friends, is only a sophomore and may turn out to be Central's greatest athlete. As a freshman Smith won a letter in track, and after having competed in football last fall, he received another letter. In track Bid can do most anything well, but he specializes in the broad jump and dash. William won second place the former at the state meet last year, and this year has a good chance for first in the same event. Toad Wohlferd, who is a senior has also won letters. He has com- peted in both football and basketball. On the gridiron he is noted for his fight and for his all-around playing. While he was on the basketball courts, Toad was feared by all his opponentsg and he was one of the mainstays of the team. Ozzie Hanson has won two letters in basketball. Ozzie was captain of the basketball team during the last half of the season and shoul- dered his job well. Although Ozzie was the smallest member of the team, he made up for it by his fighting, brilliant all-around playing. Pupils who are among the most popular in Central are Robert Ewing, Alvin Gillette, and Vemon Conlin. Robert, who has just been elected valedictorian, has been editor of The Mirror during the last year and is a member of National Honor Society. The Dramatic Club also claims Robert as one of its members. Alvin Gillette cer- tainly should be given a place in the Hall of Fame. Alvin belongs to the National Honor Society, and played stellar football. The fact that Al has been president of his class for three years shows that he is very popular among his classmates. He has just been chosen as the class speaker in the Commencement exercises. Vernon Conlin, another pupil whom I think is popular, was captain of the football team during the last season. Fat gained many admir- ers by playing good football, although he was injured nearly all sea- son. He is vice-president of the senior class and a member of the M Club. -By MORRIS SLAVNEY. ..I:31.-

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1932 ..TI-IE ORANGE AND BLACK.. June A CORPSE I By Jane Farwell HE WEARY STRANGER, dusty and haggard from his long journey, paused for a moment to look over the moun- tain ledge into the country below him. 1-Ie was impressed by the very loneliness of the picture he saw, because, exceot for two build- ings-a cabin and a distant house, there were no other signs of life in the timber or the rocks. The young man sighed and tumed his horse back to the trail. There was no story down there from what he could see: he was just beginning to think that these Ken- tucky mountalns held about as many thrills as hE backyard at home. Well, he'd better make it to that cabin-the one he had just seen--before dark: for both he and the horse were fatigued. The latter whinnled joyfully when they finally reached the shack after having slowly descended the perilous trail from the ledge. The young man dismounted and knocked on the door. No answer. He knozked again. After what seemed an eter- nity a knarled old hand carefully pulled open the door and a hard, bronzed wizened face immerged from the crack. What he saw ap- pnrently did not alarm him, so he stepped out into the open. Welcome, strangahf' he said in a queer, hollow voice, I hone you'll pawdon ma strange goin's on. I'm not used ta havin' a visituh in these puwts, suh. had been satisfied, After the horse's needs the two men went inside: and while they ate their meal. they became My name ls James stranger. 'Tm a writer friends, Conrad, said up from the lo:king for a. story, W'hat's your name, Simms-Tom Simms, the only man in this 'ere pawt of tha country, so it's ta see a stranguh, mister. Conrad showed his surprise. But, Simms. he said, I saw a little house about live miles from here. Doesn't anyone live there? The other man's face was a shade paler as he answered hoarsely, N'uthin' but spiuhtsf' SpLrits? Yup, a man 'as bin dead in that house yonduh, fo' two yeahs, and in tha mountains thar's a sayin' that if a man isn't laid under the earth when he's dead, ghosts 'ill haunt the plate he is. But being a neighbor, why didn't you bury him yourself? said the writer in aston- ishment. Walk I reckon Pd bettuh tell you all the whole tale, said the ancient mountalneer. so he tiaped back on his stool and told this story: 3 Sam Clover was the name of the man who lived in the little house, and the Simms fam- ily had been the feudal enemy of the Clover family for almost three-quarters of a cen- tury. Finally there were only the two left- Sam Clover and Tom Simms. These two never spoke to each other, and each lived on his own small farm as though the other did not exist. One morning Simms was going by the city, Sir? alive good Mr. THE HOUSE Clover's house on the way to town. He noticed that the stock had been neglected for some time: this wasnt like Clover, so Simms determined to investigate matters. After making the rounds of the farm. he knew that something unusual had taken place. Clover had either suddenly gone away, or else he was dead-the latter being the most logical. However, wishing to make sure, Simms went into the house. There he found no sign of life and walked through all of the few rooms. At the threshold of the bedroom he hesitated with an anticipation of terror. Then he opened the door, and there on the bed he saw the dead body of his enemy! Turning, he sped from the house and had never again entered it. Because of his hatred for Clover, Simms left the body unburled, Spirits? Yes, he had heard them in the woods at night and had heard them call on the mountain-side: and for some reason he had been afraid. since that last day he saw Clover-afraid of being alone! The story was done. Horror fascinated James Conrad, so the next morning he prepared to visit the haunted house. After arguing with Simms for an hour, he finally persuaded the old man to go with him. When they reached the clear- ing of the house, Simms' pace quickened, and he, looking straight ahead of him, led the way into the house. Once inside, they tip-toed as though they were afraid of wak- ing the dead. Conrad reached the bedroom door first: and as he opened lt, he kept his eyes on the other's face. He was prepared for any EXPRES- sion but the one he saw there. The strained, hunted look had given place to one of inde- scribable surprlse and joy. 'tsam Clover. cried the old man rushing into the room with outstretched arms. Conrad was now looking at the figure on the bed. The corpse was vainly endeavor- ing to pull on his shoes: he was as puzzled as the young author at the actions of Simms, who was continually saying, Yoh ain't dead? I'm not alone, Course I ain't dead, snorted the man on the bed trying to pull on the other shoe. I held a bad spell nigh ontuh two yeahs gone by that most past me out tho'. Whatls got intuh yuh? Yuh ain't iergot that you're ma enemy have yuh? Sam, I sweah to fo rglt that if you do. I thought you wuh dead, and now I found yuh. I've l'arned that yu.h kin miss even an enemy when yuh know yuh're alone. Well, said Clover a little embarrassed, I ain't got no hawd feelin's agin' yuh, TORX. The young man closed the door softly and left them. He was whistling gayly as he again turned his horse into the trail. once again he paused on the ledge of the night before. Below him he could see a cabin and a distant house. Some story, he thought, as he smiled at the sky. Pg' fx 'fqqy q M lr. Il's nothing much to think of- But every now an d then, I wonder where M. Gandhi ...I:5:I.. Carries his fountain pen. -BUFFAIJO EVENING NEWS.