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

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June ..THE ORANGE AND BLACK... 1933 TALK CF THE SCHOOL Do, Re, Mi OUND your A . . . that's L L way off . . . now you tell me what's wrong with it. It's sharp. Flat! Where are your ears, anyway? The student realizes he is but a struggling musician. He just can't help it after Mr. Klose's hair-raising strategy. With such remarks, members of Central's band and orchestra settle down to work after summer vacation, while undoubtedly Miss Sterling, the new chorus director from West High school, experienced similar results from the comparative laxity prevalent during the summer months. A new plan was soon in operation whereby the Junior High school musicians were transferred into the Senior High school band and orchestra. This change had for some time been contemplated and had been previously operating at both East and West High schools. Central students danced to the music of a- school orchestra for the first time last semeste1'. The idea origi- nated at Central was quickly adopted by West and East, and has since become well- established in the activities of the schools. Probably no auditorium period will be remembered quite so vividly as the one in which the Mixed Chorus, the Triple Trio, and the Boys' Quartet sang. The program was excellent throughoutg but, however that may be, it still remains that the latter stole the show with their close harmonies and spirited melodies which concluded the pro- gram with the song immortal- Dinah. The boys, namely Clayton and Maynard Frye, John Wright, and George Deighton, are now being heard by hundreds of people over the air and claim undisputed popularity. ii lklkflr Parrot Makes Appearance DITING the Perroquet, a student newspaper, was the most important project of French Club this year. News items, spicy gossip, fashion d e c r e e s, and sports were among its many features. As a iinal fling a large issue of Perroquet came out last week. Olympic games were methods of entertain- ment used at many of the meetings, and these aroused much competitive spirit. Mlle. Elizabeth Dior, a native of France, addressed French students in a talk on French schools. By the actions of most people in the halls, it wouldn't seem as if many Centralites would care to attend school in France, because boys and girls are not allowed to mix at social functions of any sort. La Surprise de Maurice, a French com- edy, was presented on April 12. The cast was, Vernon Barber, Mauriceg Lloyd Kohl, the doctor: Jane Farwell, Jeanne: Miriam Baird, Madame Duval: Kathleen Reilly, Suzanne. At a. party held after' the play, Beatrice Stein and Joe Bruno gave an Apache danceg Ger- trude Esch sang, and Jeanne Gorman danced. Sue Odgen was elected president for the fall term. Other officers at that time were We tif? FOUR JACKS AND A QUEEN Romance C o w g il 1, vice - presidentg John Rohde, secretary: Bob H a r r i s, treasurer. Kathleen Reilly was president the second s e m e s te rg Miriam Baird, vice-presidentg Frances S c h w a r z, secretaryg Joe Bruno, treasurer, were the other officers. wk wk Ik Students Honored WlO HONOR societies include the most meritorious Centralites. Rachel Her- rington, Betty Anne Mayer, and Lor- ene Nelson received the Central Honor Pin in Januaryg . Mary Virnig, -Fred Alexander, and John Deards received theirs -in -May. Awards were given at formal ceremonies in the auditorium before the, student body. January induction of National Honor Society was held in the auditorium, at which time Lorene Nelson, Theodora Herfurth. Charles Du Bois, Fred Alexander, Adelaide Ogilvie, John Deards, Claire Jackson, Vir- ginia Schroeder, Edwin Voss, Bertha Wurst, Harold Stephenson, and Dorothy Emerson were made members of the society. In May the induction ceremonies were held privately in the evening. Students joining the group at that time were Eleanor Roisum, Gladene Manwaring, Edward Gadow, Donald Edwards, Allen Saunders, Donald Trachte, and Betty Anne Mayer. Officers of National Honor Society group for the past two semesters ':6I1- r- were Jane Farwell, president: Rachel Her- rington, vice-presidentg Helen Esser, secre- tary: and Mr. Ashman, treasurer. wk ik 'ls Little Children Lost ESIDES the routine work of directing people to their proper places and pass- ing out programs, the duties of the Ushers' Club during the last year has including aid- ing los t chil- d r e n to find their mothers, lost mothers to find their chil- d r e n, los t p u r s e s a n d books to find their rightful own ers, and a n s W e rin g many and va.- ried questions a b o u t t h e school, pro- g r a nm s, a n d p e o pl e con- nected w it h both. G a 1 e Clark and E u g e n e Moran, presi- dents of the club during the first and second semesters respectively, bit off a large mouth- ful and chewed it well, making the complete digestion a great satisfaction to all those with whom they have cooperated to make the year as successful as it has been. The merm- bers of the club have officiated at every school function, including both of the school plays, Tony Sarg's Marionettes, Lo Bagola's lecture on Africa. C4 -DeLonge Studio At the club meetings assignments for duty at various places were announced. The sched- ules were arranged so that every member of the club did practically the same amount of work. The members and officials of the club are all of the opinion that the work was fas- cinating, and tha.t it was the unexpected humor that cropped out in unsuspected places that made it so. ' if Pk Sl! Girls' Club Scholarships N URGING stimulus fo-r the Girls' Club activities during the school year hasbeen the creation of a scholar- ship fund of two hundred dollars from which awards will be made to two graduating seniors. Among the numerous profitable projects undertaken by the club was the novelty nursery school party which will remain iContinued on Page Thirtyl

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June ..THE ORANGE AND BLACK... 1933 POETICAL INTERLUDE Autumn From a tree top I looked over the world fThe world is wide, the world is highl. All around me were other trees, But none so tall as I! From a tree top I looked over the world, tThe sky was blue, the earth was brownl. All around me leaves of many hues Were fluttering down. From a tree top I looked over the world, CThe wind was whistling, the clouds were soarillgl. Down below me a gushing stream Wlas fiercely roaring. From a tree top I looked over the world, CThe world is wide, the world is highl. All around me were Nature's wee folk, But none so insignificant as I! -CAROL TOMLINSON, wa. ik tk lk if Ill Evening I'd watched the fish in their cool curling world And envied them in their ecstasiesg I'd watched the sea gulls soaring majestically above And heard their mocking criesg A I'd watched the pine trees against the dusky sky And listened to the mournful wind through them sighg But I was weary and sad and wished to die. I'd watched the evening sunset glow 1 And saw its hues slowly disappearg I'd watched -the gold tinged, rebellious clouds Break away and float free of all fearg I'd watched the rippling, golden w ate rs change to blue A And felt the soft, slow beat against my canoe: All was very beautiful, but I was miserable -because of you. -CAROL TOMLINSON, 10a. R it 114 ill 14 Who Am I? Now the fall has come again, But who am I that should complain At my sorry lot? Flaming trees, or icy rain, Now the Pall has come again, Leaves will die and rot. Beauty that was joy is pain, But who am I that should complain That things I dreamed are not? Now the fall has come again, Who am I that should complain At my sorry lot? -JANE PRIESTLEY, ua. The Deer-Dyrad There was a lord went to a wood A-hunting for to go: But ere he to his home returned, H'e met a wandering doe. Then to his shoulder he raised his bow' And caref'ly took his aimg But stayed was he by the gentle eyes Of the creature he sought to maim. Then nimbly sprang the doe away, Quicker than eye could see. But ere the lord could again take aim, She was far away o'erfthe lee. The huntsman urged his fleet steed on, And after a merry chase, ' The doe stopped tauntingly nearby A-panting from the race. The huntsman sprang from his foaming bay And slowly approached the deer. Daintily stepped the doe, his prey, Behind a thicket there. The lord, he ,followed most cautiously When lo! What did he see But a beautiful lady reclining there Behind 'yon greenwood tree. The lord, surprised, advanced a pace Toward her gracious smile. Entranced, again he forward steppedg Away backed she in guile. Oh stay, please stay! the lord he cried: Alas, he cried in vain. n ' Oh stay, please stay! the huntsman cried, But she was gone again. For days and nights the huntsman searchedg Alas, he searched in vain, For she was but a playful nymph Whose love he could not gain. For days and nights' the huntsman searched And knew not where he went. For he was searching for his love And not on hunting bent. And he may still be searching yet: Alas, he did not find The dyrad who had captured him And fair entranced his mind. And where is she? A doe again, New huntsmen are her preyg Wfho innocently follow her From duty, far away. -LUCILLE sci-IREIBER, wa. G 1wn1'nd'sugv D -es: 5 :-- H . Reverie . Golden river, your crystal waters trickllng o'er shining silver stones, , Flowing ever onward to the great blue sea, Tell me, are you happy or do you dance and sing And make believe that you really want to go? On your sparkling surface, clearly outlined by the beams Of sun, calm upon your laughing waters, Lies a small brown leaf. A A Tell me, will you carry this frail fairy-craft Until you reach your journey's end? My eyes are blurred by your sparkling watersg The months go slowly by. Shall we reach the end 'of our adventures? Will the leaf? Will you? Will I? H -MARY LOUISE ANDREW, 10a. we wk rl- as wk 4 A Name Though it cannot be said , That we are to blame, . Our personalities Are put into a name. Some names are mellow, Honored for years 3 Others are hidden, Obscured by the tears Of the hard working people Who vainly have striven So that the ones who follow Could be given A name. There are those who in turn Must themselves work Towards a name from which Their children need not shirk. There are those whose grand-fathers, And fathers, too, Who for their line Have achieved their due In a name. -CLIFFORD s. ROBERTS, 10a. Pan's Wood Here in this silent wood No birds will nest, Here not a wandering doe E'er will find restg Here are no rabbit runs, No wood-chucks here g Only the stillness now, In sunlight clear. Here 'neath the silver moon Silence reigns still, Trees whisper each, He comes, Olver the hill. Comes he and dances here, Soft-hoofed, alone. His pipes are his music, Shrilly they moan. --JANE PRIESTLEY, lla.

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