Nelsonville High School - Saga Yearbook (Nelsonville, OH)

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6 The Scarlet and Gray The Junior Class ’ 14 Here’s unto the loyal Juniors! Better can’t be found than they, In the ranks of those who study ’neath the Scarlet and the Gray! We have passed through many classes; many grades of school we’ve seen, Now we’re proud to pledge allegiance to the Junior Class ’14. All our periods are pleasant, whether days be bright or drear; And our teachers treat us fairly,—save on our exams, we fear; But we overlook that failing,—we are generous and kind, That is why we in our studies leave the Seniors far behind. Tho’ we have some, in our classes, on whom falls the teacher's frown, Who are often slow to answer, and are therefore graded down; Yet we know that oft in court-rooms man the rule of justice breaks, —That the teachers are but mortals, and that mortals make mistakes. There is never lack of interest for the members of our Class, —There is always something doing, our long study hours to pass. Now there’s jolly C. R. Brickies, never seems a joke to lack; He’s the one that loves to argue with our smart professor Mac. Grace MeKee is ever looking for a faithful little man, Guess she’s found one—General Morgan but it’s “catch him if you can”! ‘Spider’ S. and Austin Kontner are our expert chemic profs, But they’re so all-fired conceited yon would almost think them Sophs. Then there’s Hildred—she who gazes sadly back at Harry P.: But , tis sad to say, he sees not—there’s another, Amy C.! Cheer up. Hildred! do not worry; hope will surely soon be found, For “faint heart ne’er won fair lady”, and it might be turned around! There are others:—we have Bummy.who with Hazel likes to talk In the German study period, tho’ .Miss Johnson tries to knock; Anna Monks, who knows a fellow in Columbus, don’t-you-know, Florence Park’s who is so noisy that she’s heard a mile or so. Tubby D. and C. Crabtree—but we know the story well, Nothing new or novel added, therefore what’s the use to tell? I think I’ve now recited quite enough to prove to you That we have the biggest intellect that e’er came in Room Two. Then do not forget the Juniors, when you think of N. H. S., Who are loyal to their colors and will do as they profess; Tho’ the Sophs may be conceited, and the Freshmen may be green. We are proud to pledge allegiance to . the Junior Class ’14. J. S. S. ’14, The Last Frolic Berwick College, so called from the Bay of Berwick two miles distant, lift- ed its lordly colums amid great live oaks and magnolias, in the beautiful Teche region in the south central portion of old Louisiona. Nelson Hall, the girl’s seminary,was about a quarter of a mile across the campus. It was a warm, pleasant week, early in June, with those delightful moonlight evenings so characteristic of the South. The students were imbued with that activeness and mirth which Spring and

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VOL. 11. HO. 5 Terms: Yearly, 50 cents; single copies, IO cents. Address High School, Aelsonville, O. Telephone Bell I70R. A Magazine published every month except January during the School Year in the interest of Aelsonville High School. Entered as second-class matter at the Aelsonville, Ohio, postoffice. Irving Koch, ’13 John Lowdcn, ’13 = Ethel Barley, ’13 Hazel Rosser, ’1U Dow Harris, ’IU = Gecil Brickies, 1U - Noble Lax = Gleo Williams Merle Gilbert Royden Lancaster = - Editor=in Ghief -- Athletics » Locals ‘ - Alumni 3 Art = = Jokes Sophomore Reporter - Sophomore Reporter Freshman Reporter 1 Freshman Reporter Stuart Hoodlet, ’13 = - Business Manager Austin Doan, ’1U -- Asst. Business Manager We earnestly solicit articles for all departments from members of Aelson- ville High School, the Alumni, and all others interested. AH manuscript must be written on one side of pages only. Always be neat. Please assist us by observing these rules.

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The Scarlet and Gray 7 early Summer usually bring. The Seniors of Berwick and Nelson Hall were especially so, for Commencement was only a few weeks off and they were making the most of their last days of College life. They had been planning an outing fp£ some time, when by chance, they had met without a chap- erone. It was to be th last of their “stolen adventures’’ and consepuently they wanted it to be the the most ad- venturesome, Walter Newington, the president of the Senior Class of Berwick, worked in a confectionary store in the city after school hours and many were the pounds of candy bought merely that he might lip a njte in the sack, to let the girls, know how their plans were advancing, and strangely, the girls were always out of coin when visitiug this particular- store and had the chaperone looked carrfully she would-have noticed that the bill they handed him was always neatly folded. They had planned their outing some- thing like this:—The Nelson Hall Sen- iors were to leave their room at precise- ly eleven o’clock and to creep as quiet- ly as possible down the long hall to a side door which was seldom used and which they were to unlock with a skela- ton key which Walter had hidden in one of the oranges the girls had bought. The Seniors of the Ber- wicks were at the same hour to descend by means of rope ladders which were secretly contrived and had been hidden inside of their overcoats for almost two weeks. They were to go immediately to the road, where a boy from one of the neighboring farms, being well bribed, had prepared a large wagon, filled with straw, which was to carry them to the Bay. Here several yachts would await them, which the boys had provided, most of them belonging to the boys or their fathers. There was to be a sail up the the Bay, a spread, and then a quiet return to the college. Needless to say when the long looked for day arrived there was much excite- ment in the two classes and they quite bewildered the professors with their ready answers and agreeable manner. The twilight came and went and the clear, cool night fell around. The girls seemed unusually restless and one of the teachers suggested that they retire early, she thought they were overwork- ing preparing for commencement. The girls seemed to think this advice good and when the gong rung everything in in the Senior quarters was very quiet. Likewise at Berwick, the boys went to their rooms early and for once when the gong rung stillness reigned. At eleven o’clock the boys at the Berwick descended quietly from the windows by means of their rope ladders and stole softly to the road Mhere they found the wagon waiting. Meanwhile at Nelson Hall the girls were creeping down the stairs, not very quietly however, for where is a crowd of girls who can do anything without a litfle noise? They descended the broad stairs amid whisperings and smothered laughter gained their free- dom by the side door and ran lightly over the campus, like so many dancing shadows. They reached the road in a few moments and found the boys anx iously awaiting them. With merry laughter and jest, they were driven to the shore. Here the yachts were await- ing them and in a short time they were sailing down the Bay. It was an ideal night for a sail with a cooling breeze, an atmosphere laden with the delicious perfume of the magnolia blossoms, and the soft moonlight falling on Spanish moss, hanging over the live oaks, the white sugar houses and the long rows of the negro cabins. Several of the students had brought their banjos and the stillness resounded with songs of their Alma Mater. “Hello” shouted one of the boys presently, “What have we here?” The Little Frederick, Prof. Campton’s yacht as sure as I live! Boys the enemy are pursuing us, what shall we do, keep the ship or surrender?” By this time the yacht was all excite- ment. “Keep the ship!” cried one, “put on more speed, for goodness sake