Manual Arts High School - Artisan Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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188 T H E A R T ISA X S ' 3 if) f-Lt - ■i ! I ' Tl THE EPHEBIANS The Ephebians fur the Summer ' 30 were chosen by members of the Cavalier class, the Manual Arts faculty, and were approved by the principal ' s office. The thirteen students accorded this honor were: Margaret Aitken. who now holds the position df girls ' self-government president of the student body; Mildred Maker, who is a former Senior B vice-president and present girls ' vice-president of the student body; Lucille Gentry, who now serves as student body secretary; Shirley Jennings, who is an active Girls ' League member and a winner of the California Scholarship Federation Gold Seal; Mary Ray Johnson, who is the hostess of the Senior A class, serving in the capacity of girls ' vice-president; Idamyrtle Klepniger, also is another Gold Seal graduate; Carmelita Lane and Henry Bruman stand high in scholarship. Henry was also a member of the chemistry team. Tom Cashill is student body hoys ' vice-president, and has also made an enviable record in athletics. William Christensen is the present student body president and and a former head of the Manual Knights. Robert Clatworthy is president of the Cavalier class and held the same position as a Senior B. Jack Cortelyou is now en- gaged in the role of president of the Scholarship Society. He. also, is a Gold Seal graduate. Lee Haines is a captain in the R. . T. C. and is prominent in self-gov- ernment work. Each of these thirteen graduates, taking the Ephebian ath. We will never bring disgrace to this our city, by any act of dishonesty or cowardice, nor ever desert our suffering comrades in the ranks. will go forth from Manual doing their bit to transmit this city more beautiful and greater than it was transmitted to them.

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FEATURES 189 A HERO IN HOMESPUN By Jack Cortelyou Cast: Squire Farthingale, the village hanker. The Widow Jones, who owns the mortgaged farm. John, the older son. a red blooded American. Bill, the younger son, a good for nothing. Scene: The sitting room of the widow ' s mortgaged farmhouse. The time is exactly 3 :43 o ' clock P. M. Tuesday. The widow sits knitting. Widow: Ah, me. Just to think that the mortgage is due at 5:00 o ' clock to- day. I know not where I shall raise the money. The farm is becoming so run down that we never see any summer guests from the city anymore. And just to think that if we lose the farm Billy must quit school. If only John were here now. Why did he ever run away to the city ? (Rill enters and tines a little collegiate jig.) Bill : Oh, I sent my son to college. It cost a lot of jack. I spent ten thousand dollars. And got a quarter back. Hey, Mom, can I have two bits for a ukelele string ? Widow : Alas, my son, I have no two bits. Bill : Aw gee, Mom, I gotta have a ukelele string. What will the gang think if I don ' t have my ukelele? Widow : I ' m sorry, son. Bill: Oh, well. (Bill exits.) Widow : Poor boy, it must be terrible to be without a ukelele. I wish I could afford one. (Knock at door is heard.) Widow : Come in. (Squire Farthingale enters.) Squire: I ' ve come to see about the mortgage on the farm, Mrs. Jones; it ' s due at 5 :00 o ' clock this afternoon. Widow : Oh, sir. you must give me more time. I cannot pay now. Squire: Aha, so that ' s it. You ' ll pay by five or out in the street you will go. Heh ! heh ! Widow: Is there no way out? Squire: Of course I would not care to foreclose on my wife. Widow: You villain, you Don Juan. I ' d never marry you. Squire: You had better think this over, my proud beauty. (Door bursts open and John enters.) Widow: My son, you are just in time. Your brother and I were just about to be thrown out on the street by this scoundrel. He even asked me to marry him.