Madison High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Madison, OH)

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•sex ft oacx o ROASTS AND JARS. •exx scx oscedo sxcs sxx Something of endless length— Gilbert’s appetite. Perry Sparr is negotiating with the merchants at Cork to accept the position of a walking fashion plate. At the telephone—“Hello, is this Bailey and Ensign’s store?” “Yes.” “Is Lawrence Hull there?” “No.” “Have Winans a phone?” There little Freshies don’t cry. You’ll be Seniors bye and bye. Standish during exams— “My kingdom for a “horse” ! Sparr playing baseball—“Hey, you fellows! Who’ll hold my money?” Standish—“I will.” Sparr handing him three cents— “Be awful careful of it.” Things we are thankful for. That school is out. That Prof, had his mustache cut. That this is our last issue of the Forum.—The Editors. Ditto—Ditto—Ditto—The print- ers. Haven’t you noticed that wings are beginning to grow on Ives and Kellogg? The Junior Class—Ruby and Pearl. H. Wood says that he expects to make the marble team next spring since Sparr will not be at school. Did you ever see “von” on Saf- ford street? If you do, notify H. W ood. “All hail the King”—Mr. von Beseler. In 1905—Student raising his hand—“May I breathe, Mr. von Beseler?” What brand of cigars does the Board use? Threefers! ! ! ! In hot weather a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of ICE CREAM. Also a young girl’s fancy turns to COOLING THINGS! Therefore treat your girl at E. E. ROSE’S The Juniors are industriously studying a new book—“How to act when a Senior.” An unknown mystery—Who cut the flag rope? The Sophs and Seniors might use that old chestnut, “We did it Prof., with our little hatchet.” Another unknow’n mystery— Who cut Prof’s mustache? “I am a sailor lad.” Frank Brock way. Did you ever see the editors with a “biled” shirt on? Did you ever see H. Wood play pool? Or Perry Sparr walk? Or Evertt look pleasant? It ain’t, is it? Ives—“When did you enter school, here, “Runt.” Runt—“On the tenth of Octo- ber.” Ives, scratching his head— “Let me see, what happened on that day? Oh, yes, I remember, that was the day I commenced milking “caows.” Buy an extra copy, this issue, and send it to your friend. Price 15 cents. “Me for Missouri.” “Runt” Hull. “What a shame.” Evata Win- ans. “The long and short of it” Kellogg and “Runt”. It is rumored that von B. is thinking of buying a horse and buggy. Its a horse on you, von, what do you want it for? Did you ever see “Shanks” Kel- logg, the Cardiff Giant, play ball? We wonder if those new teachers for next year are young? Perhaps Prof, von B. knows. But then, w’hy should he? The “Freshie” girls have bought out the shoe stores of Madison re- cently. They are now known as the “Tan Brigade.” H. Wood w’atching the ball game— ‘Gosh, that was a bum play. Now’ if I was only playing, etc., etc.” Hot Air! Runt Hull was appointed carrier boy for the Forum. Dick (Cannon) Evertt. How did you like the Budget? Didn’t you think it was funny? Strock reading the course of study for 1905 6.—“I wonder what they mean by Forensics.” Ives—“Gosh, if I know’, unless its about the Forum.” Sparr has asked permisson of Mr. von Beseler to stay in the school house all summer, in order to read the magazines. ICE CREAM PARLORS Madison, Ohio. Hard and Soft Coal Always on Hand. Orders Delivered Promptly. F. A. Cumings.

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Freshman H istory. On September 12, ’04, at about 8 o’clock in the morning fifteen very intellectual looking children entered the high school room. At their head stalked a young giant with auburn hair. You probably recog Ip nize in this youth no other than “Dutch” Brockway, now a sailor boy. Under his arm he carried a slate, CQ t 1 sponge and a speller. Closely following their leader 2 came a troop of girls some having a hold of hands and every one eith- er eating peanuts or chewing gum. The rear was brought up by two studious looking gentlemen, Kellogg and Gilbert. Hall was industri- ously studying a book, “How to Act in the High School,’’while Georgit? was eating Mellen’s Food. Mr. von Beseler conducted each one to his seat and set them to work copying a sentence which he wrote on the board. For the first month or two the Freshies did not settle down to hard study. They could not understand how anyone could sit up at night and study, but they soon became used to it and towards the last of the year some of the Freshies developed - into fine scholars. “Dutch” distinguished himself on numerous occasions by his oratory. In the scientific field the class is represented by George Gilbert, an an electrician of skill. George can also climb flag poles. Eunice Gil- bert, Bessie Phelps, Mildred Dayton, Evata Winans, Florence Quayle, Gladys Thomas and Gladys Kimball represent the class in the musical line. We wish to compliment the class on the number of muscians. Hall Kellogg is the athletic representative of the class, being a base- ball player of much importance. Some people have an idea that ‘ ‘Runt’ ’ Hull belongs to the freshman class on account of his lihputian stature and because he is seen a gsat deal of the time with the girls of the class. This is a wrong idea as “Runt” is a Soph, (see the Soph his- tory for particulars) When the Sophomores and Seniors were out of school on account of class fights, George Gilbert also left school and became chief engi- neer of the Soph-Senior organization. The Freshman class is the largest in the High School and if they all continue to attend school and finish the course it will be.one of the largest classes ever graduat- ed here. George Gilbert and Frank Brockway did not finish this year, but they expect to return next fall and to resume their studies. Keep at it little Freshies, study hard and you will all be great men and reat women some day. Class Yell. Rah! Rah! Rah! Sir! We want our Ma, Sir! Class Colors : Red and White. Motto: Give us more milk. President: Gladys Kimball. LOOK FOR THIS TRADE MARK ON THE END OF EVERY HUB. THE Madison Wheel Company, Manufacturers of Vehicle and Automobile Wheels. ALL STYLES. ALL PRICES.

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THE HIT THAT WON. BY M. A. WOOD, ’07. GERLING ADLARD The baseball season was at white heat. Torrington High School had won two and lost two, but the big game still remained to be played. It was the annual contest between T. H. S. aDd G. H. S. for supremacy. For the past two years neither school had had any ath- letic relations with each other whatever, owing to a quarrel that arose between the two. Matters now however, had at last been righted and as a consequence each team was in for gore. The game was but a week distant and already there were rumors of a special train loaded with G. H. S. rooters who would be on hand to see the battle. DEALERS IN Staple and Fancy GROCERIES. Each night after school the Torrington lads assembled upon the athletic field to practice yells, songs and various other accessories so helpful in winning a game from the stand-point of the spectators. The team was hard at work both upon the field and in the “gym” preparing themselves. Coach Thorney looked rather doubtful as he sized up the boys one afteinoon preparatory to their daily practice. Captain Johns approached the coach with a brand new ball in his hand. “Who’ll we send to right field this afternoon, Coach?” he asked. “Send Collins out and tell him that this is his last chance to make good,” Thorney replied in a deep voice. Collins had, for the last three years, been the mainstay in the out- field, playing regularly upon the varsity since his entering school. Of course, this being his last year, he expected the captaincy, but when Johns was elected by one vote over him, he grew bad. He declared at first that he would not try for the team at all, but his friends finally induced him to come out and to “make good” any- how. He did so, and in the first two games that Torrington played, he was the whole team, both of these games being victories. Since then however, his work had fallen off. He had muffed easy flies, struck out when before he was always to be depended upon at the bat. And in the last game with the score 5 to 2 in favor of Torrington up to the ninth inning, he had allowed a ball get away from him with three men on bases. A primary boy could have caught it, but Collins did not. Stationery and School Supplies. A. N. Benjamin, Wholesale Dealer in PRODUCE. After recovering the ball he threw wild to home, letting the runner in. Thus losing the game to their opponents, 6 to 5. The humiliation of this defeat was great to the T. H. S. boys as they had merely played the game for practice. Many of the high school students hinted that he “threw ” the game on purpose. This is the reason for the coache’s doubtful look. If Collins con- tinued to play in this manner a new man w ould have to be developed to put into the right garden. The only man possible was “Billy” Black, and he was anything but promising. The players took their places and Thorney proceeded to “hit ’em” to the outfield. Sending most of them in Collins’ territory. Collins accepted everything that was in running distance. Pulling them off the fence, digging line drives out of the ground and throwing them true as a die into the catcher’s big mitt. He was at last the Collins as of old. The heart of the coach began to brighten as practice continued and he wondered if the boy had not had an off week. The climax of the day was when the “scrub” and varsity lined up for a three inning game. Retail Dealer in LUMBER AND FEED. Madison, Ohio.