Newport High School - Blunita Yearbook (Newport, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 20 of the 1921 volume:

Slip Hup mtii Vol. 2. No. 4. NEWPORT HIGH SCHOOL January, 1921 EXECUTIVE STAFF Editor-In-Chief Literary EDWIN McKEE ISABELLE DECKARD FRANK MILLIGAN School Notes and Exchanges Business, GLADYS SOULE. Manager WILLIAM MORROW CLAIRE SHULL Athletics....... HOLLAND ADAMS WEIBLEY DEAN Alumni............. DRUE KEIM WILLIAM WILSON Laughing Gas, .. ORPHA LIGGETT Address all communications to the Business Manager Single Copies, 15 Cents CONTENTS EDITORIALS: “From the Old to the New.’’ “Co-operate! “Student Self-Government.’’ LITERARY: “Never Again.” “Stolen Signals.” “Star Bright. “Churchyard at Stoke-Pogis” SCHOOL NOTES. EXCHANGES. ATHLETICS. ALUMNI. LAUGHING GAS. JEMtorial FROM THE OLD TO THE NEW 1 WALKED SLOWLY past the High School building on New ' Year’s Eve, meditating and pondering over the year which was so near its death. When I stood before the main entrance, my attention was arrested by the appearance, in the doorway of the building, of the figure of an old, white-haired, feeble man, who seemed loathe to leave the place, but seemed pressed by some duty to do so. When the old man’s hand was on the door-knob, he paused, gazed wistfully behind him, then advanced to meet a young, vivacious lad who was ascending the steps. He seemed eager to enter the structure, but the portals were barred by the elder man’s staff. It was inevitable that they recognize each other, 2 ZIbe Blue anb Tldbite. and give some hint as to the meaning of the meeting. I stopped, and viewed the encounter, and unconsciously listened to their conversation. The elder first spoke and said, “Dear Nineteen Twenty-One, I wish for you a happy life, a joyful sojourn with the pupils and teachers of this institution. May they benefit by your visit.” “Oh, Nineteen Twenty, I do thank you for your kind wishes,” rejoined his companion. “Have you had an auspicious life? What have you accomplished by your being here? Please tell me something of your stay, and give me some idea of what are to be my duties, how I may place the school on a higher pedestal?” The old man stroked his beard, thought for a moment, then slowly and deliberately answered, “My life has been a happy one, but one with many sorrows, intermingled with the joy. The trail has often been rugged, often shadowed by difficulties, but, when these had been surmounted, I was able to light-heartedly pursue my course. I wras often discouraged, but my disheartened mind was comforted by the conviction that there were ‘brighter days’ ahead.” Youthful Nineteen Twenty-One eagerly cried, “How patient and hopeful you must have been! Do go on.” The tale was resumed. “In Newport High School, I encouraged many new enterprises, which have met with much success. 1 suggested a High School paper, and the pupils were all enthusiasm. The ‘Blue and White’ has been published, but the ardor has begun to wane. I had been hoping to see it regained while I held the sceptre, bubt I have been disappointed. That charge I will hand over to you, my successor, and hope for you, that the boys and girls will realize their mistake and remedy it very soon. The publication may be made one of the best of its kind, and it provides a fine opportunity to create school spirit and to advance the school.” “Athletics have become very popular lately and I pride myself on having discovered to Newport such splendid sportsmen as are found in N. H. S. They are ready to respond to any call, and they grit their teeth and ‘carry on.’ They skillfully and manfully met their opponents, and are raising high the standard of their ‘Alma Mater.’ Will you, a New Yaer, not encourage these young people in their pursuit of High Ideals and ‘Success’?” “Then I must not fail to mention one of the principal joys of my life—Music. I have endeavored, during my visit, to instill in the hearts of all my associates, the love that I hold in my own. Zhc 36lue anO Wbtte. 3 “In accordance with my desires, and in response to my urging, an orchestra is an asset to the school. The music is splendid, and all things point to its success. Then, as a further aid to my pleasure, came, near the end of my era, a very entertaining male quartet. They will doubtless make a fine showing during your reign, judging by their initial attempt and their appreciative schoolmates. I can only ask that you will encourage the attempts made as the days go by, and incite all with whom you come in contact to greater efforts.” The voice of the speaker grew more faint, and he spoke with a greater effort than before. “My life is fast growing to a close, and I cannot stay after the clock strikes the hour of twelve. I dislike to leave this loved spot, but greater powers guide my destiny. I must depart from you soon, but will leave with you my parting best wishes.” “But,” he continued, “there is one more matter of which 1 must apprise you. Newport High School would be very much benefited by the introduction into its curriculum of Student Government. I have, at various times, given them some ideas of the plan, and I have begun to prepare the soil, in which your good seed sown will take deep root. I am leaving this charge to you that you promote the idea, and give the students a better chance to show of what stuff they are made ’ Nineteen Twenty-One raised his eyes to his parting comrade, took his hand, then spoke as if registering a vow, “I will do all in my power to make my life one of the most prosperous, as well as one of the happiest times that the Earth has ever known, and I will try to make everyone better for having lived during my reign.” From my position I could see tears sparkling in the eyes of both speakers, and I realized that I had been an unconscious eavesdropper, and that I was a witness to a very touching scene. I quickly stepped forward, and started homeward. I turned my head just in time to see the aged Old Year go slowly down from the school building, and to see the New Year enter the portals. I mused and my thoughts were kin to desire, “Three hundred and sixty-five days ago, Nineteen Twenty was as exuberant and high in spirits as the young Nineteen Twenty-One now is. To-day, at the close of his life, he has accomplished so much, and has served the purpose of his life so nobly that we gaze with awe and veneration on his gray hairs and his earnest demeanor. A better chance and a higher ideal are the lot of Nineteen Twenty-One, and we look forward, through our hopes, to the fulfillment of high aspirations and the attainment of nobler desires. Isabelle Deckard, ’21. 4 Ube Blue anb XlUbitc. GO-OPERATION THIS ISSUE MARKS an increase of four pages to The Blue and White. In order to have this addition continue successfully, it will mean that every student in the high school must work, and help to shoulder the responsibility which we have taken upon ourselves. In the past, the publication has been prepared by none other than those on the various staffs. Now, that we have enlarged the Blue and White, a proportionate increase of material will be needed to continue with this addition. There is, among the pupils, sufficient ability to warrant a bright future for our publication, if this ability be applied. Do not think that, not being a representative of a certain department, you have to sit idly by, and look on while the other fellow contributes his share for its success. No matter how small the contribution, it will be greatly appreciated. Not only that, but it is to your own interest, individually, to share a portion of the responsibility. Furthermore, it will be to your advantage, mentally, to prepare such material as will be interesting, and cause our issue to be regarded as a first class publication among high schools. W. K. D., ’21. STUDENT SELF-GOVERNMENT THE TWO MAIN functions of Student Self Government are: To spread the spirit and ideal of student self-mastery and student-government; and to enforce rules necessary for the welfare of all members of the school. The idea of Student Self Government accords with the American idea of popular government which holds that all power resides in the hands of the people, and that all abuses, moral or political, really concern the people and should be corrected by them. Under this system the people themselves choose those who are to enforce the rules which they as a body have decided are right and proper. The slogan is, “Of the Student, By the Student, For the Student.' When a student arrives at the age of moral responsibility, or knowledge of what is right and what is wrong, it is vastly more self-respecting for him to personally enforce rules of proper conduct than it is to have these regulations imposed upon him by higher authority as is necessary in the case of all undeveloped persons, both in point of years and as regards mental development. XTbe JBlue anfc WJbite. 5 The system trains the young mind to walk in paths of moral trustworthiness in future years. And it fits him the better to fulfil not only personal but also public, social and political obligations. for its services are fully executed in the most businesslike manner. It quickens the student’s sense of responsibility for the school standing and general welfare of his fellow students, and thus it has a very distinct social value. Student Government tends to put students upon their honor both in regard to their own actions and their share of authority for the conduct of other students. One of the main functions of it is the Honor System, which system is of vastly great importance as it makes each pupil dependent on his own ability. Its value has been proven in the case of practically all Universities and Colleges as well as many High Schools where the system has been tried. The neighboring town of Lewis-town at the present time is using Student Self Government. Also the High School at Ashland, California, has used the system for sixteen years and has found it very successful. In view of these values, 1 think that Student Self Government would be of great benefit not only to the Newport High School but also to each individual student. John Edwin McKee, '21. Xtteran? STOLEN SIGNALS IN THE QUIET little college town of Athens, Maine, was located Barton University, one of the best in the New England States. One hundred twenty miles from Athens was located another institution, the University of Riverton. Since their founding, these two universities had been the greatest of rivals on the track, diamond and gridiron. It was the night after the great foot-ball game between these two rivals and all Barton was mourning over its defeat. It seemed as though the Riverton team knew Barton's signals perfectly. Partly, for this reason, Dean Royal, the full back on the Barton team, was blamed for selling or giving the signals to Riverton, for he was the last to have the signals and reported to Coach Dale that he had mislaid them. The Riverton eleven was staying over night in Athens at the Harding House, part of the third floor having been engaged for them. 6 Sbc Blue anb lift bite. While Dean was sitting in his “den” thinking about the accusation that had been made against him, his chum, “Doc” Hall, came bounding into his room and yelled, “Hey, Dean, the Harding’s a mass of flames and some of Riverton’s eleven are missing.” Hatless and coatless, Dean ran out onto the campus. There was a fearful glare in the sky and the street was full of people going to the fire. Arriving, breathless, at the scene, Dean saw “Bob” McKee and asked, “How is Riverton’s eleven? All safe and sound?” “Guess so, the coach was going the rounds to see if they were all out. Some fire, isn’t it?” “You bet,” answered Dean. At that moment there was an awful ; hout. A figure was seen to come to a window on the third floor, throw up its hands and disappear. “It’s Jack Oakley,” cried Mr. O’Neil, coach of the Riverton team. The flames were shooting up, many feet into the air and the heat and smoke were intense. A crash was heard. A wall fell somewhere in the building. An effort was made to save Jack but the ladder broke and the firemen gave up the attempt. “Keep back! The walls may fall any minute!” ordered the fire chief. The crowds swayed back and forth and the few policemen had their hands full. Oakley, halfback on the Riverton team, had once been a student of Barton, but had been expelled for cheating during a “Math” exam. Dean was President of the Student Council, so Oakley blamed Dean for causing his expulsion and from that time on had hated him. Dean didn’t care who was in the building, but made up his mind to get him out. Inquiring the number of Jack’s room he slipped through the ring of police and firemen and ran to the main stairway in the hotel. It was in flames. Dean saw that it was impossible to get to the third floor that way. Through the thick smoke and terrific heat he made his way to the stairway leading up from the dining room. Here, at least, one could breathe with some ease. He took a deep breath and dashed up the stairs to the second floor. Pausing to take another breath he made his way to the third floor. The heat was awful, the smoke dense. By this time Dean began to give up hope. “Why did he have to save Jack? Jack hated him and then he would feel so much better if he were out of the hotel. Well, he’d try to get to Jack.” Half senseless Dean managed to get to No. 11. Jack was lying in the middle of the room, evidently overcome by the heat. Dean picked him up and dashed out into the corridor. Xlbe Blue anD Mbite. 7 Ho could not go back that way. “Well, he’d just have to die with Jack. What was that thing in the closet? A rope! It wouldn’t do him any good. Yes, it would, too!” Only half knowing what he was doing, Dean fastened the rope to the bed, threw it out the window and slid with Jack to safety. When Jack regained consciousness he acknowledged that he had stolen the signals from Dean’s coat the day before the game to avenge himself. Learning this, Dean was “pow’ful” glad he had saved “Oakley of Riverton.” William H. Morrow, '23. NEVER AGAIN 441JRUCE, AS TO-MORROW will be New Year’s Day I IJ hope you intend to make at least one good resolution and keep it throughout the ensuing year. I suggest that you resolve not to play any more jokes such as those which you seem to enjoy. You know I do not object to a certain amount of harmless fun, but your pranks are likely to involve you in something unpleasant and then you will bitterly regret going to the extreme. Never do anything that might possibly hurt someone in body or feelings.” “Well, mother, I suppose I have been inconsiderate. But it’s going to be hard for me to keep that resolution.” The two persons who held this conversation were Mrs. Ennis and her son, Bruce. Bruce was said to be the most mischievous boy in the community but he had many virtues. Bruce went from the room where he and his mother had been talking. He stopped in the hall to ruminate. His thoughts ran something like this: “I must become more serious-minded. I’ll take mother’s advice but if I do what will become of my plan? It would be a shame to waste it. Wouldn’t it be capital fun to scare that brave brother of mine? Oh! I know! I can do it to-night for I won’t make the resolution until to-morrow and so I won’t be breaking it. I don’t see any rea on why I shouldn’t have a little fun and this will be the last time. I won’t do anything mean and Morris won’t be harmed in any way. I certainly would like to see him run for once in his life. It’s cold and he’ll need the exercise to keep him warm.” Having decided to carry out this plan, he proceeded to do so. This would be an easy matter as tylorris held a night position in the town, two miles distant. He usually walked to his work, traveling nearly the whole distance through a 8 £bc J6lue anb Mbitc. wood. Bruce thought that it would be great fun to make his appearance as a ghost in his brother’s path as he was going through the wood on his way to work. There was just one thing Bruce would need in the execution of his plan. This was a ghostly garb. The sheet on his bed would serve his purpose, so before the evening meal he secreted it at the edge of the wood. Now, all was ready. At seven o’clock Bruce left his home. Morris usually started for work at half-past seven. Hurrying to the wood, Bruce took the sheet from the hollow tree where he had hidden it. After he had wrapped the sheet around him he was very spectre-like and weird in appearance. The atmosphere around Bruce seemed unearthly. The tall gaunt tree creaked and groaned as the moaning wind swayed it to and fro. A pale moon which seemed to glide through ominous clouds cast a faint light over everything. Bruce was startled by the dismal hoot of an owl. He found his courage sinking. He stepped behind a large tree to await his brother’s coming. He watched and listened. He imagined he was approached on every side by all manner of things. Why did not Morris come? He would be late for work if he did not soon make his appearance. Then in the distance he saw a movement. Straining his eyes he could now distinguish two tall white forms coming toward him. He held his breath and his heart beat quickly. He was thoroughly frightened and astonished. He drew closer to the tree and his teeth chattered from cold and fright. The spectres tame on and Bruce’s fear increased. Soon they would be upon him. He thought that he would make a dash for home, but he could not pass those two awful creatures. He must go by another, longer way. Setting out on a run, he went as swiftly as he could. Frequently he looked over his shoulder expecting to see a ghostly pursuer. He did not feel the cold now. When he came in sight of home he was perspiring and breathless. He tripped and fell and the sheet was tom off in the fall. He left it on the ground and went on. The trees cast shadows before him and this added to his fright. At last, he reached home and startled his mother and father by his wild appearance. His mother exclaimed, “Why, Bruce, what is the matter?” Bruce had not recovered his breath so could not reply. “I thought that you had gone to see the New Year’s parade down town. Morris just went out about fifteen minutes ago. He and Boyd are going to a masquerade ball. Morris does not work to-night as this is New Year’s Eve. He had not intended to go to the dance, but suddenly changed his mind. They are dressed as ghosts. Now tell us what has happened.” Bruce had to confess and there was much laughter at his £be Blue aub White. 9 expense. Since he had been frightened, he vowed that he would never again cause anyone to experience such terror as he had that evening. He made the resolution on New Year’s Day and became a better boy by keeping it. Leah Smith. STAR BRIGHT IN THE SPRING when “exams” were drawing near, Joyce Jordon, a tall, fair-haired, blue-eyed, attractive girl of seventeen, after a hard day at school, wearily entered her father’s ofiice. This was her Senior year in High school; just a few more weeks until Commencement. After that Joyce had planned to become a movie actress. The city and the desire for fame called Joyce very loudly. Why finish school at all? Wouldn’t it be great to avoid all those “exams”? If she should take the next car she would be in New York, away from it all, in twenty minutes! She had just about decided to pack her travelling bag when her father returned from the hospital. He had had a very trying day and there were still a few patients to visit before dinner. He a ked Joyce if she didn’t want to play chauffeur. To this she readily assented. To Joyce as well as her father the ride was very delightful. The surrounding landscape was most pleasing with its signs of new life, and the air was cool and invigorating. Joyce was so much interested in the beauties of nature that she soon forgot her hard day at school. As they rounded a curve before entering a small village, she and her father witnessed what might have been a fatal accident. A small child, while crossing the street, had failed to see an approaching car and as a result, was knocked to the ground and run over. Dr. Jordon administered first aid and then told Joyce to take the child to a hospital; while he proceeded toward the home of his patient. The little child sat motionless while Joyce “short-cutted” her way to the hospital. Soon she brought the car to a standstill in front of the hospital and in a very few minutes the child was in care of skilled hands. Joyce was turning homeward when she decided’that, since she was but a few miles from a famous studio, she would drive around and see what chances for a “career” she might possess. She soon parked her car near a large building and was entering when she beheld her favorite star coming towards her. Wouldn’t it be wonderful when she would walk along like that, and be admired by the whole world! This actress, a 10 Hbc Blue anfc 'QBlbite. dark-haired, brown-eyed, sweet-faced girl, clad in a stylish blue suit, had seen too much of what Joyce termed “blissful.” While withdrawing from the studio, she was thinking only of the things which Joyce was planning to give up. Joyce decided to ask her for some inside information, so timidly she approached and asked, “Oh, Miss Valera, may 1 speak to you for a few minutes? I—I have something important to ask you.” The actress, supposing that the child wished to become an actress, replied, “Yes, dear, indeed, you may. 1 am always willing to answer questions. Will you come with me to my apartment where we will be able to talk uninterrupted?” Joyce answered, “It is very kind of you. I am in town in my father’s roadster. Shall we go in it to your apartments?” After a short drive, during which neither spoke—the one being absorbed in deep thought, the other thrilled that she wras driving an actress through New York—they came to the former’s home. They entered the living room and after they had sat down, the actress opened the conversation. “My dear child, it is needless for you to tell me that you wrant to become a star. Already I have learned that much. I must confess that I, too, one day had that desire; if I, as one who talks from experience, may advise you, let me say that the life of a screen favorite is one of work and worry. Patience and perseverance are needed to succeed. The path is difficult. Each new butterfly is welcomed, but, alas, how' soon it is left to die! The best thing for a young girl, who has the opportunity, is to finish High school and then decide on an occupation. Your parents can, doubtless, help you decide what to do. I am very happy just now, because I have just succeeded in getting back to real life. Little girl, go home and finish school.” Joyce had been very thoughtful during this talk and when the actress had finished she rose and said. “I thank you very much for your advice. I didn’t wrant to go back to finish school; but, I think it will be best for me.” Joyce left the building and started home, a little disheartened that her ideal had not emphasized the lovely gowns, and the rich surroundings, and she didn’t offer to help Joyce! It was with a heavy heart that Joyce Jordon drove home to finish school. Little she knew that some day she would be thankful that her ideal had directed her thoughts along the right lines. Mr. Pthen—“What is an imaginary number?” Park—“A million dollars.” XTbc Blue ant wabitc. 11 THE CHURCHYARD AT STOKE-POGIS 'HE CHURCHYARD AT Stoke-Pogis, immortalized by Gray's Elegy, is the very dwelling place of peace. This quiet, picturesque spot is situated In England, and is as beautiful a picture as any artist might wish to paint. I made my way to this solemn spot late in the afternoon. The day wras one in early autumn, and the verdure was, as yet, green and flowering. To visit the scene of that beautiful poem, to view those “nodding elms,” to stand under the “yew-tree’s shade,” had long been the desire of my heart! 1 approached the church by a winding road, which seemingly endeavored to envelop me in a maze. My eagerness grew', each moment, more intense, and it was with great joy that 1 caught my first glimpse of the place. The road widened directly in front of the gate, and seemed almost to force one to the entrance. I entered the gate and gazed about me. The church stands at the right of the pathway, and it is surrounded by the yard, with here and there a tree or verdant shrub. The building wras in much the same condition as when Gray found it, with the exception of its spire. This latter is a modem addition, and seems to be regarded as an intruder by the ivy which covers the building, for the spire is entirely avoided by the clinging vine. Throughout the yard, memorials have been erected, to mark the resting places of people long forgotten. Some of these memorials are of w’ood, others of stone, but none shows signs of neglect. All seem to have been scattered there in that secret disorder which is the perfection of real loveliness. As I w'alked nearer the church, I noticed the place w’here Thomas Gray is buried. I paused for a moment, then proceeded into the church. The interior of the building, like the exterior, was in perfect repair. It has been kept thus without marring in the least its antique beauty. As a whole it had practically the same appearance it must have had many years ago. The benches, pulpit and desks were fashioned, probably by amateur carpenters’ hands, but w ith the greatest care and pains. The colored w indow panes lent a beautiful glow’ to the scene, and touched up the rough spots, producing a most pleasing effect. I left the church and lingered again on the turf winch “heaved in many a mouldering heap,” and allowed my mind to wander in revery for a few moments. I thought of the people buried ’neath my feet, and felt certain that each, in his own way, had done something to make the w’orld a little better. I recalled the poet. Gray, buried in the churchyard he 12 TLbe Blue anb “UUIMtc. had pictured so indelibly on the minds of his readers. He needs no monument but the place, no epitaph but the elegy. I do not know how long I stood by the poet’s tomb, but the slanting rays of the setting sun brought me to a realization of the lateness of the hour. After one lingering glance about me, I turned and left this hallowed place, which had impressed me so strongly, and which was to inspire me to greater efforts in life. I. M. D., ’21. EXCHANGES t DWARD! Edward! Edward Hale Jones! Where M-j are you ? Plague, take that boy. Edward Hale—you answer me this minute! Where is that boy?” “Edward Hale, you come—Merciful Heavens!! What was that? That boy will drive me frantic. Why, it’s Miss Perkins’ cat. O, there comes that young rapscallion, and his dog, too.” “Edward, why didn’t you answer? Quit chasin’ Miss Perkins’ cat.” “Was you callin’ me, ma?” “Certainly, do you think I was imitatin’ a canary bird. You go up to your brother’s room and get my broom. Hurry, now, or Miss Perkins will hear about you chasin’ her tom-cat.” “Women always wiiz funny. As if it would hurt that tom-cat.” “Gee, what are these things? Guess I’ll look at ’em. School papers, 1 guess. “ ‘Clipper’ from Du Bois. I wish there wuz more of them. “This is the ‘Lore’ from Lewistown. Them School Notes is dandy. The ‘Orange and Black’ from Jersey Shore had a good Alumni Department. Too bad that there isn’t more School Notes in the ‘Magnet.’ 0, here’s another ‘Magnet.’ November and December, I s’pose. Good stories in that one. The ‘Red and Blue' from Jenkintown has some dandy things in about school. The ‘High School Journal’ from Wilkes-Barre has some more good stories. The ‘Mountain Echo’ from Altoona has some good pictures at the beginning of everything. The ‘Jack O’Lantern’ and the ‘M. Unite’ and the ‘Argus’ and the ‘Torch’ from Houtzdale, Mount Union, Huntingdon and Doylestown are dandy papers and I wish there was more, and—” “Edward, you bring my broom here!” XTbc Blue ani wabite. 13 SCHOOL NOTES At last the unbelievable has happened. The dog has barked. The Freshmen have held a party all by themselves. 1 asked why they stayed so late. They answered that they wanted to get the worth of the rent money. A quintette has been organized in the N. H. S. The members are: Charles Albright, ’24; Walter Kepner,’23; William Morrow, '23; Ralph Saucerman, ’23, and Holland Adams, '22. Owing to the sickness of Charles Albright, the first appearance was a quartette. The people, who are living adjacent to the N. H. S., are making their walls sound proof as a Girls’ Chorus, an Orchestra and a Quintette are a little too much. If you notice that any School Notes are missing this month, remember the chicken-pox. When the editor had the chicken-pox, he felt like making notes that weren’t School Notes. David Stevens is now a mail clerk running on the route between Pittsburgh and Philadelphia. David has tried three ways of transportation-foot, buggy, and train. The next one is the airplane. On December 10, the N. H. S. had somewhat the appearance of a Young Ladies' Seminary, instead of a co-ed high school. The reason for this was that the male part of the High School went to Blain to witness the basket-ball game between B. V. S. and N. H. S. Now that the holidays are over, the students are all looking forward with pleasure (?) to the mid-year exams. When one receives his report card, it makes him think that the Faculty is impersonating Pershing to the extent that “They shall not pass!’’ Christmas exercises were held in the High School auditorium on December 24. There was singing by the school and Girls’ chorus. The orchestra played three selections: “Connecticut March,” “Simple Confession,” and “Dancing Dolls. ’ “Christmas Everywhere” was recited by Anna Loy and Jeanette Goodling read Dickens' “Christmas Story.” Irene Stid-fole sang “The Birthday of the King.” The quartette made its first appearance, singing three selections. Pauline Hom-bach and Mildred Shultz played “Spanish Dances,” by Mos-kowski. The second scene of act two of Macbeth was given by some members of the Senior class. The caste of charac- 14 Ube Blue anb Udbite. ters was: Macduff—VVeibley Dean, Lennox—Loy Whitekettle, Macbeth—Edwin McKee, Lady Macbeth—Louise Watson, Banquo—Orpha Liggett, Malcolm—Helen Way, and Donal-bain—Mary Horting. Visitors who attended the Christmas exercises were: Mrs. S. G. Wolf, Miss Marian Fickes, Mrs. Carrie Jeffers, Miss Mary Swab and Walter Hoke. ALUMNI Those Alumni who spent Xmas vacation at home were: Mary Swab, Beechwood School; Anna McKeehan, Millersville Normal; Mary Brimmer, Goucher; Claire Neely, Shippens-burg Normal; Marion Fickes, Shippensburg Normal; Josephine Sharon, Ogontz School; Arthur Campbell, State College; David Shreffler, State College; Oscar Mitchell, State College; Albert WTright, Franklin and Marshall College; Huston Leiby, Pennsylvania University; Anna Bassett, Philadelphia. LAUGHING GAS Some boys were having a guessing contest. At last, one asked, “Why is a pancake like the sun?” “Because it rises mit der (y)east and sets behind der vest,” was the reply of a bright Swede.—American Boy. Jr.—“I think I'll study Agriculture.” Sr.—“Why not Chiropody?” Jr.—“I want to study how to raise things.” Sr.—“Well, study Chiropody, then you’d be raisin’ corn(s).” Mr. Rhen—“Charles, give me a general statement.” Snakes—“Birds fly.” Mr. Rhen—“Now, a particular statement.” Snakes—“ ‘Wrens’ fly.” Loy (checking chemicals)—“Did you get that—‘Summer Savory’?” Weibley—“Yes, that’s just what I think. Some are and some aren’t.” XTbe .16luc anO IKfllMte 15 ATHLETICS Blain Vocational School vs. N. H. S. Friday, December 10. The lineup was as follows: R. V. S. Positions N. H. S. Sheaffer .... R. F...... Knisely Johnson .... L. F........ Kepner Loy .......... C............. Dean Rice ........ R. G. .. Whitekettle Smith ....... L. G. Moore Score: B. V. S. 36—N H. S. 11. Time—Two 20-minute halves. Referee—Smith. Timekeeper—McKee. Second Teams. The lineup was as follows: B. V. S. Positions N. H. S. Wilt ........ R. F.......... Adams Hassinger .... L. F. ...Wilson Mangel ....... C............ McKee Anderson ....R. G.........Barton McMillen .. L. G. .. R. Whitekettle Score: B. V. S. 17 N. H. S. 14. Referee- Heim. Timekeeper—Kepner. Duncannon H. S. vs. Newport H. S. Saturday, December 11. The lineup was as follows: D. H. S. - Positions N. H. S. Mutzabaugh ... R. F.......Knisely Krick ....... L. F........Kepner Geoghegan .... C............. Dean Hoover.......R. G. ..Whitekettle Stiner ........ L. G....... Moore Morrow takes Krick's place in second half. Score: D. H. S. 24—N. H. S. 29. Two 20-minute halves. Referee—Sharar. Timekeeper—Doner. A game with the High School of Millersburg was scheduled for Wednesday, December 22, but, owing to rain and bad roads, was cancelled. A game was played between the Alumni stars of N. H. S. and the N. H. S. regulars on Christmas afternoon. Although the N. H. S. lost 19 to 17, the game was very exciting. The lineup was as follows: N. H. S. Positions All Stars Knisely...... R. F..........Soule Kepner....... L. F. ...D. Shreffler Dean .......... c......... Wright Whitekettle .. R. G. . . J. Kough McKee........L. G. .. Ken. Kepner Score: Alumni 19--N. H. S. 17. Timekeeper—Baker. Scorekeeper—Hoke. Referee—Sharar. Waterboy—Bill Bosserman. Summary for First Team. Won Lost p. c. 3 1 .750 Smith Coal Teed Co. Dealers in Coal Carbide Purina Feed Wall Plaster Patent Gasoline Bricks Grain Portland Alpha Cement AT MEMINGER’S NEWPORT, PENNA. 16 TTbe Blue ant THUbite LAUGHING GAS SR. LATIN. Our only boy—“And---------the grain refused food -----.” Miss Dorwart—“Explain.” John—“Oh. I guess it’s some more personification!” SR. LATIN. Miss Dorwart “What’s the case of Way?” Any one in N. H. S.—“Swab.” In the Good Old Days—25c a Qt. Herman (after they had eaten one dish of ice cream)—“Have another?” Rebecca (shyly)—“I don’t mind. (Second plate eaten). Herman (rising)—“Any more?” Rebecca—“1 don’t mind another five.’’ Paul Dickinson—“Isn’t that Kathryn Henderson noisy? Geo. MeN. -“I never hear her make a sound.” Paul “Why, she even bangs her hair!’’ Here lies Wm. Johnson, Now he is no more; What he thought was H O, Was H;S04. —Exchange. RURAL KNOWLEDGE. Teacher “Who was Mollv Pitcher? Pupil in First Year History— “WTife of Wyoming Massacre!’’ FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS. “How far do we take?” “I ain’t talkin’ to the walls!’’ “That comes later.” “Remember your feet.” “And then she stopped.” “You’ll have a breakage.” SENIOR KNOWLEDGE. An octahedron is an eight-sided sphere. WHY? During opening exercises do we hear Weibley sing: Love, Be Mine” (Love Divine), when N. H. S. is not provided with a wireless apparatus? WHY? Does W. D. get a reduction at the barber shop? (He’s “raisin’ one.’’) Reggie—“Oh, Anna, I got soakin’ wet last night. Anna—“How?” Reggie—“1 was reading and my light went out and I got up on my bed to fix it and fell-----in the spring.’’ A lady goes away to school— But then we think it’s mean— To brand her as a fresh man, When things ain’t what they seem. Little Johnny rough as------- Pushed his sister in the well, And, his mother, drawing water Said: “It’s hard to raise a daughter.” —Froth. Little drops of kindness, To a teacher, now and then. May raise your lowly standard From a zero to a ten. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust; If Civics don’t flunk us Chemistry must. Boy—“Can a person be punished for something he hasn’t done? Teacher—“Of course not.” Boy—“Well, 1 haven’t done my Geometry.—Ladies’ Home Journal. “Who was Nero, Bill?” asked one man of another. Wasn’t he the chap who was always cold?” “No.” said his wise friend, “That was Zero—another guy altogether.” Bell Phone 415, Newport, Pa. II. LIPSITT DRY GOODS LADIES’ AND MISSES’ Wearing Apparel Ladies’ Home Journal Patterns. 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