Munhall High School - Munhisko Yearbook (Munhall, PA)

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8 T HE MUNHISKO CLASS REPORT-ROOM 18 A. J. Spinel 1 i has been confined to his bed on account of illness for the past few days. Everyone noticed the flashy sweater Burton Gilchrist wore on April 27. Rudy has a new rival since Gille and Pearson are wearing Rainbow Sweaters. Everyone notices Jean Wilson bringing in flowers every morning for Mister Wherry. Be careful, Jean, he’s a married man. Wozniak sure likes Mr. Pluvius. He was all in his glory when he woke up Tuesday morning and found out it was raining, for he could now sport his yellow slicker. Being outshone by Gillie. Monday, he again gained favor by Tuesday’s rain. Emma Weber is now in her glory. Ever since she has worn long curls her ambition has been to be an actress. Now is her chance and she takes a fine part in a love scene in which Tom Reed is the Romeo. Watch Slater. Tom; he’ll be there that night. Rose Stitt was seen in close conversation wdth Mr. J. Hackett on the morning of April 27. It seemed to be very interesting as Mister Hackett was not paying much attention to his class. Don’t get too serious. Mr. Hackett. Rose has one Bill to take care of. SOCCER NEXT YEAR What’s the matter with soccer in Munhall? Was it a success this year? Will it be a success next year? To most people interested in soccer it wasn’t such a great success; yet in a certain way the season this year surpassed that of preceding years. Through Mr. McCready’s effort there were three teams, while in preceding years only about one team was out for soccer. Thus soccer within the school was three times better than last year. But interscholastic soccer this year wasn’t a success. Only one game was played by the varsity team and yet we had one of the best teams for many seasons. What was the trouble with interscholastic games ? The team was not looked after properly and the team did not get the coach interested in it soon enough. We started to get games when it was too late and not enough interest was shown. The coach this year was willing enough to help, but we didn’t get at it soon enough. Now, what the team next year should do is to start right off as soon as school starts and get after the games and after the coach. He isn’t going to beg you to play and you have to work to get anything. The first there is first served. Let’s see a real live team next year! Success to soccer. John James. THE SENIOR CLASS PLAY Did you see Munhall’s Senior Class play? No, I didn’t know they had enough pep to put one across. Well, they did and it sure was a whiz-bang. It was called the Boomerang and it certainly was good. I’m sorry I didn’t know about it. Tell me who was in it. All right, come over here and sit down. Well, Ed. Busch was the leading man and he sure did make a good doctor. Bertha Cooke was his sister and the way she acted made you think she really was. That little Flossie Miller was the leading lady; say, she does make a swell nurse. 1 wouldn’t want to get well with her around. Tom Reed played the sick man ; he looked it, and Alberta Stafford was his mother. She looked like a real middle-aged lady who was worried to death over her son. Emma Weber was Tom’s sweetheart. and I’ll tell the world she’s enough to make anyone love-sick. Bill Grossett was Tom’s rival, and I’ll tell you that anyone who has Bill for a rival had better look out, because he s the best-looking chap in our school. Madge Robertson made a charming little lady, because that’s just what she is when she isn’t up to tricks. William Wozniak was the butler and he looked so natural in his clothes that anyone who didn’t know him would think that he was hired for the occasion. Because Harold Richards knows how to talk French he was Ed. Busch’s man. I can’t understand French so I don’t know whether he was speaking French or not. Dave Lanyon was another sick man, but I’m sure he enjoyed being sick because Flossie had to tend him. They are all of the characters and they all knew their parts. But to tell the truth I didn t know Ed. Busch knew how to kiss a girl or that Mossie Miller knew what love was. I here were lots of people to see it and I could hear everyone say what a good play Munhall had put on this year and how well everyone knew his part. But then I’ll tell you what made it so good, Miss Price coached the entire cast and with the cooperation of each member of the cast it couldn’t be a failure. —Marie FYankofsky. FLY CONTEST A fly-swatting contest was carried on between the boys and girls of the Freshman General Science Classes. The contest ended April 30, at which time the boys are reported as having killed 2898 flies and the girls 2277. The losers are to furnish refreshments for a Science Class Picnic to be held after school on May 19. Watch us celebrate the murder of 5175 innocents!

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T H E M U N H I S K O 7 THE HOMESTEAD DISTRICT CHAMBER OF COMMERCE BANQUET On Monday evening, April 27, the Homestead District Chamber of Commerce held an Athletic Banquet in behalf of the athletes of Munhall and Homestead High Schools, and the swimming team of the Carnegie Library. All of the members of the above-mentioned teams were the guests of the Chamber of Commerce for the evening. The banquet was held in the Masonic Hall on Ninth Avenue. Though it was scheduled to begin at six-thirty it was seven o’clock before there were enough present to begin. After a bounteous dinner, which everyone enjoyed, the program for the evening began. First. Mr. John C. Forbes introduced the toastmaster, Dr. R. M. Miller, a former Munhall high school student. The first speaker, Mr. Horace Crider, the new president of the Chamber of Commerce, was then introduced and he gave a very short talk. Mr. Guy M., otherwise known as Chalky, Williamson, of the University of Pittsburgh, gave a very splendid address. He gave a bit of substantial advice to the would-be athletes and told them, that no matter what athletics meant to them, class work must come first. The last speaker, though not the least was Mr. John Bell, Jr., who presented beautiful medals to all of the members of the various teams including one medal for scholastic ability. Medals were first presented to the teams of Munhall High School. Those who received medals were: Homer Gifford, Ray Rutter, Edward Busch, Adam Slater, Alex Rosenthal, Alfred Smith, Frank Loadman, Charles Altman, Henry Ott, Richard Marshall, Burton Gilchrist, Joseph Bresko, David Click, John Mathieson, Joseph King. Dorothy Jones. Marie Frankofsky, Isobel Wozniak, Alberta Stafford. Catherine Watson, Alice Roberts, Mary King, Florence Taylor. Mr. Bell then presented similar medals to the Homestead High School football and boys’ and girls’ br.sket-ball teams. Medals were likewise presented to the Carnegie Library Swimming Team, of which Alberta Stafford is a member. A short talk by Mr. Bell on clean sports completed the speaking part of the program. After singing Auld Lang Syne, all adjourned to the Elks’ Temple to dance. The students of Munhall wish to express their thanks to the Homestead District Chamber of Commerce for the kindness shown by them to the members of their teams. Not only will they try again to earn the praise of the Chamber of Commerce, but they will also have another year of clean sports. We also wish to thank Mr. Bell for his words of appreciation of our efforts along this line. Marie Frankofskv. TYPEWRITING CLASS For years the various typewriter companies have tried to assist instructors in the development of better typists. This service begins with the Award Tests for Typing, which are issued for each school month in the year. The tests comprise more than a certain number of words to be copied in a given length of time. They are prepared by men who are well qualified for their work, the subject matter being both interesting and instructive. Munhall Junior and Senior typing classes joined with the many other high schools in Allegheny County this year in the hope of winning at least one of the different awards. The following have put Munhall on the Honor Roll by winning the awards listed below: Certificates (30 words per min.) Seniors Jane Bryan .................34 words per min. Dorothy Clegg ..............39 words per min. Margaret Kushner............3b words per min. Henry Ott ..................32 words per min. Jesse Snvder ..............35 words per min. Flossie Taylor ............ 39 words per min. Irene Szepessi 38 words per min. Garnet Harvey ..............31 words per min. Alberta Stafford ...........39 words per min. Bronze Medals (40 words per min.) Flossie Taylor (Underwood) ............56 words per min. (L. C. Smith)...........52 words per min. Dorothye Clegg 54 words per min. Alberta Stafford (Underwood) ............57 words per min. (L. C. Smith)...........58 words per min. Gold Medals (60 words per min.) Alberta Stafford . 60 words per min. Flossie Taylor .............62 words per min. Juniors Certificates (30 words per min.) Ruth Daibler .....-........ 33 words per min. Sara Hamilton ............. 36 words per min. Alice Zoe Himes ........... 38 words per min. Emilie Mihok ...............35 words per min. John Mathieson .............30 words per min. Alice Roberts ..............33 words per min. Celia Saron ...............39. words per min. Mildred Wagner 32 words per min. Celia Carpe ................34 words per min. Andrew Suhoza ............ 30 words per min. Bronze Medal (40 words per min.) Emilie Mihok ............. 43 words per min. Alice Zoe Himes ............45 words per min. Alice Roberts ..............45 words per min. Silver Medal (50 words per min.) Alice Zoe Himes ............56 words per min. Emilie Mihok ............. 58 words per min.

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T H E M UXHISKO 9 FAREWELL Life is a restless change. New years bring new things, and in so doing old things must pass away. As they do, however, their memory lingers and soon history tells us of the sweet things that are past. Sweet to our minds are they now, but when those works were started they were not so sweet. They were marked by work, differences of opinion, and correction. The work, differences of opinion, and correction are almost over for the present staff of our paper. Now a new staff is ushered in to take up the work we lay aside. It is now theirs to make of it what they will; to protit by our mistakes; promote further our ideals! make the Munhisko better than it has ever been before. In taking up the destinies of the paper the first thing to do is to work. Work is not confined to the staff alone. The school must show a spirit that will promote interest in all lines of activity. Once the spirit has been aroused it is easy to obtain interesting material for the publication. The next thing is difference of opinion. As soon as work begins, this problem will confront the new staff. It must make wise decisions or the paper will not succeed as it should. Although this seems gloomy at first, always remember honor means work, and at the end of the year the staff will either be proud or ashamed that the Munhisko is its paper. The retiring staff takes this opportunity to thank those who helped to make the Munhisko a success this year. With the very capable staff that has been elected for next year, we feel assured that the Munhisko will not fail to do its share in making our motto “Nothing but Good,” come true. Edward Busch ’25. SENIOR PROPHECY Many years ago I had been a student at Munhall High School. I had graduated with one of the largest classes in the history of the school. Ah, how I yearn to live over again those days of happiness and joy. Each night as I sit before the fire those fond memories come drifting back. Again and again I wondered what had happened to my pals and friends of those good old days. Suddenly one night I was confronted with the most peculiar thing 1 ever saw. It closely resembled a man and yet it was not a man. Having overcome my fear I asked: “Who might you be?” “I am the Spirit of the Class of ’25,” came the answer. “Oh,” I said, “then you can tell me what became of my friends.” In the distance I could hear a most lovely voice. Gradually it dawned upon me that I was no longer in my living room but in a room filled with people who were listening intently to a young woman on the stage. As I passed down the aisle to my seat I turned to my companion and asked where we were. “We are in the American Theatre in Paris,” he said, “and the young woman on the stage is your friend Dot Jones.” I looked a little closer and surely enough there stood our own Dot singing to an entranced audience. When she finished singing the creature and I left the theatre. He conducted me back to my own home, smiling as we walked. As I settled myself in an easy chair the creature drew closer and asked if