Muncie Central High School - Magician Yearbook (Muncie, IN)

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Udle on the Death oil: Bury the old building With the whole school's lamentations, Let us bury the old building To the noise of the throats of her own creation, Mourning when her timbers fall, Weeping when the rats do crawl And darkness covers every hall. Where shall we take her I do implore? Here in Muncie she is a bore. Let the voice of those she worked for, And the feet of those she died for, Echo round her ashes evermore. Lead out the students: sad and slow, As fits this most terrible woe, Let the sad, worn procession go, And let the wailing crowd around it grow, And let the music classes music blow, Her last day cometh slow. Mourn, for she seems to us the last, Remembering all her troubles in the past, No more in stately grandeur will she greet With gilded hands the gazer in the street. O, students, our teachers harborer is mute. Mourn for the school of long-enduring years, The stately mansion, old and oft abused Buried at dusk with streams of tears. Mourn for the school of greatest influence. Still greatest in her special line, Buried greatest with least repentencc, Great in Latin and great in Math., Foremost leader of her time, Pastmaster in common sense, And all through her flowery path, She dehed him-Father Time. O, rickerty stairs which all have climbed, O, halls from which great thoughts were mined O. crushed at last thy tower of fame, Which stood tive years of condemnation. Such was she whom we explore, The agitation of years is o'er, The great walled statue will be seen no more. -Kemper Cowing 13 MJ!-ll. .

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sfiaezmg S' V! 01 3, Mei 0 1 M f,3'rv.'rl winter, had Mlnools Plleasant Plleasew EANETTIEVS day began with a disappointment. At the breakfast table her father announced that the big comic opera company, heralded all been held up so long by the snow storms that it had canceled its engagements altogeth- er. UOI1, dear! said Jeanette, I've even paid for my tickets! Being of the well known infant terrible variety, her small brother laughed teasingly, and Cin hopes of drawing tearsj re- marked for the thousandth time, Well you'll just have to grin and bear itf' Jeanette disdained a reply and When after breakfast she noticed that the dayls motto on the 'calendar was, Laugh and the world laughs with you, she half-wondered if Brother Tom and the calendar were not in league against her. Staring, or rather grinning at her from the opposite side of the street car as she went to school, Jeanette saw the lastest variation of the ancient cereal advertisement relating to 4'The smile that won 't come off. Jeanette was somewhat exasperated. HI wonder if everyone gets as tired of that ad. as I do, she thought, and turned to look out of the window. But there was nothing but snow and gloom outside, and the monotony became so unbear- able that her eyes wandered back to the grinning ad. When she reached school, after some delay, on account of the fresh drifts, she found on the bulletin board the announcement of an assembly, occa- sioned by the visit of a famous lec- turer. In the big assembly room Jean- ette listened at intervals between rev- eries of moody thoughts till she heard the lecturer exclaim with eloquent fer- vor, Ah, yesl It's the man who takes defeat with a smile, that will win in the end. Then she thought, Goodnessl How many more times will I have to hear that! and she heard no more of the lecture, being lost completely in her thoughts. Things did not go well at all in school that morning, and Jean- ette was glad indeed when it was made known that there would be no after- noon session. She determined, how- ever, to lunch with the Martins in their down town Hat, as she had promised and do some needed shopping before going home. Airriving there, she was received in the hall by the two small daugh- ters of the house. Dorothy, the young- er, immediately informed her with great pride, Oo want to heah Dotty's new piethe, don't 'oo? Me dot new piethe! Thwee 'ittle wules. Jeanette looked puzzled till the older sister ex- plained: She wants you to hear a little verse she has learned. Oh, said Jeanette, that's lovely, isn't it. Of course I want to hear it. So Dor- othy joyously proceeded: Thwee 'ittle wules we all mus' keep To make life happy an' bwightg 'Mile in the mornini, and 'mile at noon, But Jeanette had rushed out of the hall to find Mrs. Martin. Dorothy fol- lowed, running, with: hiAll, keep on 'milin' at night. VVhereupon Jeanette calmed herself enough to give the child the expected praise. After luncheon she excused herself as soon as possible, for fear that Dor- othy might insist on repeating the lit- tle stanza whose sentiments had be- come so strangely odious to her. Scarce- ly had she reached the street after leaving her hostess when there burst on 'her ear the exalted strains of a mov- ing picture show graphophone: 'l'Causc when you smile, love, The world will smile with you, - She hastily turned a corner to avoid the blatant staleness of the melody, and roticing a photographers sign, remem- bered her intention of having a picture taken. She went upstairs, and after the necessary re-arrangement of hat and hair, she took her seat in the ,pho- tographerls chair. From under his black hood came tzhe words, Look pleasant, please. Ten days later Jeanette was able to be moved to a private sanatorium where, surrounded by white walls and utter peace and quiet she slowly re- covered from the effects of that Look pleasant, please. Helen M. White.

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A High School Play Time-Most any day. Place-Lower hall of M. Il. S. Dramatis Personae-A Society'l N, iJ1I'l. ACT I. First Scene-8 :20 a. m. Society Girl Cwitih friend on Way to cloak roomjz Goodness I'm all tagged out this morning. Went to the 'X. Y. 'l'. dance' last night and got home so lateg had a swell time though. O, gee, how I dread English next per- iod. I haven't looked at my lesson either. I just don't get time, and the lessons are so long. What did I get last month? Why F, of course that's pretty fair, but lVI'iss-i- said I'd have to work. That 's pretty good but I believe I deserved more-Oh, here's where We part, see you next period. Second Scene-10:35 a. m. Society Girl fmeeting a second friend in the hallj : Hello, where are you going? To German? Well, what in the World do you see in German? No German on my programme-I'm go- ing to the library to cram for a history test-it's a regular grind. Most every- thing is though. I I-lunked proper in English this morning. O, I forgot to tell you that I saw George last night and I'm going to the theater with him tomorrow night. You poor child, so you can 't find time to go to dances and the theater? Well, my dear child, make time just as I do. So long. Third Scene-11:20 a. m. Soeiety Girl Con Way to room- With another girlbz Got your Latin, honey? O, yes, I have mine right here in my pony. Don't look so shocked, I know I oughtn't use one but it's do that or flunk. I can't afford to lose this credit and I simply can't dig on the stuff every night. You don it think its hard? O, Well, not for you, but then- if I'd give an hour to it every night it would be easy? 'Me,' give an hour every night. I never give that much to all my subjects together, let alone one. No, no, I can 't do it, I am simply rushed to death. I guess I'll have to cut out one dance a Week, because I'll have to begin to study sometime. Another girl joins them. Going to the matinee? Well, I should say I am. VVouldn't miss it for the World. I'll have to pretend headache. All three go into Latin. Fourth Scene-2:10 p. m. HSoeiety Girl Con Way to matinee with a friendbz Oh, gee, talk about Hunking, if I didnlt Hunk last period in History, and a test, too. I hadn't -looked at my lesson for over a Week, so this morning I crammed and you know the result. I couldnlt remem- ber a thing. Oh, I don't care just so I get through. Did you have a good time last eve ? I just had a grand time. VVhat are you going to wear to the next dance? Your blue, oh, that's so sweet. I'm going to wear my scarlet to the 500 party at Iiucile's. Aren't you going? You're not? Can't go out but once a Week? My but your parents are strict. You have to write a theme tonight? Well, so do I. I never can make them sound natural. I don't care if I don't hand one in. Yes she's a hard marker. Only gave me F and I only missed three themes. O, well, I don't care just so I get my credit and get through so I can go off to college. Where do I expect to go Oh, to some