Middlebury High School - Middiette Yearbook (Middlebury, IN)

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Household Arts. The study of household arts is a branch that must be taught in a com- missioned High School. They must at least provide one full year's work in this study. It is necessary for voca- tional training, it is a step which should not be omitted and upon whose successful solution largely depends the success of the future. The aim of household arts is divided into two classes. CID It should give to our young people a more intelligent appreciation for the important and fundamental occupation of home mak- ing. C25 It should prepare them as far as possible for efficient and economic work in the home. Many of the girls do not receive the necessary training at home and therefore the teachers in school must teach them. If they would not receive any instructions in school in cooking and sewing they would be very helpless when they would have a home of their own to take care of. It is not only a helpful duty but very interesting and was first taught in the Middlebury High School in 1909. Mrs. Culp, the Superintendent's wife, was theteacher. There was no laboratory in the school building so the girls went to the Culp home. The next year Miss Freeman taught and a room in the basement was then used. The girls did not do much sewing but made baskets. They made and tested many dainty dishes and learned how to use left-overs. The following year Miss Church was the instructor and the room which is being used at the pres- ent time was equipped. The next year Miss Sanders taught. That year was better than any of the preceding years. Miss Sanders only remained one year- and Miss Garber, the present teacher came to instruct us. We think that we have learned more this year than we did in the preceding years. But we realize that it could not have been otherwise under the excel- lent supervision of Miss Garber. We have enjoyed .this year as much as we have found it instructive. The cook- ing department is better equipped this year. We enjoy cooking because we serve dinners. The Sophomore and Freshman girls serve the first two days and the Grammar room girls on Fri- days. One girl is appointed hostess for the day. Her duty is to see that the marketing is done, the dinner properly prepared and everything cleaned away again. In this way every girl has the opportunity of preparing a good, Well- balanced meal in the most economical way. We also learn how to make many new dishes. In the sewing department we learn how to crochet, tat, fit pat- terns, cut garments and sew the differ- ent stitches in common and fancy sew- ing. ELMA FRANZ '18, 4695196 That Green Freshman. Jolly groups stood here and there, Not a thought of pain and care, Seniors walk about the hall Heeding not the teacher's call. A little Freshman stood without, Now those Seniors, there 's not a doubt Tonight with their girls they'll be seen Said he, I'1l show them I'm not so green. He walked straight down the aisle Which seemed as though it were a mile And said, in a voice that swelled witl1 pride, And which did all his greenness hide,- O you Junior girl so bright, If I could take ,you to the play tonight My heart- .Quickly she turned away her head While the Freshman 's hopes they sank like lead . A minute later he left the room For he though he surely would swoon. And oh, how they teased him and call- ed him green So that he left the place and was no more seen.. G Now Freshmen, warning take From this, your brother 's mistake, Its better to study, be assured, Than get the teasing Schrock endured. EDITH MILLER 17.

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A Home Coming. It was twilight when Janet Gouldie crept to the white gates leading to her father's farm. On the ridge between her and the west she saw the two long shafts of a tilted roller standing dark and gaunt. The sight made her sud- denly afraid. She thought of her father. Had he been working with the roller-had he left it there an hour since? She paused with beating heart. After a little pause she opened the gate and slipped through, holding it carefully in her hand as she turned to fasten it. She remembered how it al- ways swung to the post with a clap, and, though, she was far from. the house, she shrank from making a noise. Then she turned and walked up the long, hilly lane. At last she stood within the long shadow that was cast toward her by the house. So dark and silent were the buildings that her heart nearly stop ped beating with a sudden dread. But presently a familiar sound fell on her ear, and she breathed again with sud- den relief. Although her father had threatened that if she ever came back he would hound the dog at her, she knew that it was no new dog that howled and that Baldy would not harm her. She remembered every fea- ture of the place as if it was yesterday when she went away. Everything at home seemed the same-it was she who was different,-so different. Janet shivered and drew her poor shawl about her shoulders. At last she ven- tured closer, creeping trembling on her tip-toes. VVhen she reached the step of the back door, she stood and listen- ed for a sound from within. The house was as silent as death. Twice she raised her hand to knock, and twice she let it fall in cowardice. But finally she did knock faintly. As she craned forward to listen she heard the oldfashioned clock tick with a dreary loudness. She knocked again, and the sound of a chair being pushed backward on the stone floor made the blood prick her veins suddenly. A silence followed, and then a sound of slippered feet, coming slowly. Would it be her father? Woiild he curse her? A bolt clanked to the wall, the door creaked on its hinges and someone peered at her. 'cOh, it's you,'l said her mother at last. The woman stared at her daughter for a while and then turned away with no more words, leaving the door open behind her. Janet followed with timor- ous feet that were willing to turn back at the least provocation. But she soon saw that her father was not in the kit- chen. There was a strange stillness in the house. Janet sat down on the edge of a chair close to the door. Her mother stood with her hand on the back of a chair nearby and her eyes fell upon Janet with a wild look of proud anger and her mouth was hard. The glow from the open fire fell upon her withered face and revealed its dark and stern nobility. She seemed to be musing but did not speak. Still appalling silence. The clock seemed to be tickingmore,and more loud- ly. As Janet listened to its slow and meas- ured beat her heart sank lower and lower in her breast. Wliere could her father be? During all this time her mother had given no signs of pity or of resentment. ' At last Janet passively arose and her mother turned and opened the room door to the right. Janet followed her mother into the room and immediately began to tremble violently. At first sight she could see nothing owing to the darkness. But, after standing still for an instant, she turned and there lay her father in the full glow of the invading fire-light. t'Father , she whispered. f'Now that's what you brought your father to, said her mother. '4Speak to me, fatheru, whispered Janet. But he lay there, still and cold, in the weird and Hickering light. HELEN SMITH 'l6. 5696? An Essay on Silence. Respectfully, WILBUR MILLER ,17.