Newport News High School - Anchor Yearbook (Newport News, VA)

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THE BEACON CHRISTMAS 1920 NEV PORT ' NEWSHIGH ' SCm pp fJ CHOLl , ALUMNI SUPPLEMENT IN THIS NUMBER | The | First National I Bank of Newport News, Virginia CONTINUING in that steadfast adherence to true banking which has stood the test of twenty- seven successful years OFFERS EXCEPTIONAL SERVICE Resources Over - - - - $6,000,000.00 AU the Home Folks Bead ‘‘The Beacon” annul ' iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii: THE BEACON Vol. IV NEWPORT NEWS, VA., DECEMBER, 1920 No. 3 noel The Day of Days approaches fast, the Time of all the Times, Of carols gay on Christmas Day and sweet celestial chimes, Of Christmas trees and fantasies that bring delights untold; Of cozy hearths protected from the night wind’s biting cold. The stories of the Christ Child float upon the wint’ry air, And legends old of Him are told, while children sit and stare, And wonder of this Man of Love who in us did instill His heavenly message, “Peace on earth, and toward all men good will.” Hushed the myriad battle-cries, hushed the cries of pain, The fighting bands of fretful lands are doomed to ’rise in vain; The fearful mirth and mournful dearth of battles cease to be, The God of War walks forth no more with fierce solemnity. The chimes ring out on Christmas Day in solemn requiem, The morning air wafts many a prayer, from glad hearts back to Him, For the life He gave, their own to save, and joys which never cease, And in that hour bells in the tower knell softly “Good Will — Peace — .” Dancing Point Elizabeth Berkeley June, ’23 The sun disappeared below the hori- zon, leaving in its wake a sky flushed with crimson like some wicked soul that, in departing, leaves the whole world stained red with its sin, for ever to be remembered. Presently even the red died away and moon appearing above the ma- jestic pines, made their tall forms cast soft shadows in the stream be- low. The breeze just stirred them so that their murmuring made soft music which floated from one bank to another, the pines on the opposite side catching up the sound and send- ing it back across. Not far from the foot of the pines the little waves lap- ped gently against the shore. In the flood of this clear moonlight an Indian maiden danced. A young warrior, tall and brave, paddled his canoe up to the beach and noiselessly crept over the gravel bank. He then joined in the dancing. For a long time they danced there without uttering a sound, their voices being hushed by the stillness of the forest and their very souls drinking in the enchantment of the night. During all this time another Indian lay hidden in the bushes, his own black thoughts crowding the beauty of the night from his mind. His were thoughts of an Indian revenge, which is worse than the bite of a venomous serpent. Since he could not have this maiden for his own he would let no one else have her. Well he knew that the wedding feast that had been pre- pared for the morrow would never be eaten. For he had stirred up a neigh- boring tribe against his own and al- ready enemies hid in all parts of the woods. Of course, the warrior would be forced to go on the warpath and the maiden to wander over the coun- try with the tribe. In fact, the chief of the tribe had sent him to call his warrior to the council. After a while he ’rose and ran down to the place where the warrior and girl were dancing. He pretended that he had been running a mile or so and was out of breath. He panted out the chief’s orders and followed the war- rior back to the village. Next day the village moved away and the warriors went on the warpath hideous in their paint and feathers. :J: After months of separation from the tribe and endless wanderings through the forests the Indian maid- en, half crazed with starvation, re- turned to the place where she had danced so many nights with a warrior. That was long ago, at least so it seemed to her. How long she had searched for him, she could not re- member, so wretched was her condi- tion of mind and body. Maybe he would remember and come back. Every night for almost a month she danced there, always hoping that some day he would remember and return. But he never came. At last one night she gave up; what was there in the faithless waiting? Why should she go on living when life was a long heart break, and death was sweet? THE BEACON 95 Tonight there was no use in danc- ing, for the moon had hidden itself like a frightened child, leaving the world cold and almost dark. Presently she came to the edge of the bank and gazed into the quiet stream that reflected her haggard form in its unsympathetic waters as if to mock her wretched existance. Then she turned to the pines as if to ask aid. She called twice but no one answered and no one came. The sound rang emptily through the for- est, the pines merely nodded to each other and sighed softly. Again she turned to the waters, standing there only for a moment be- fore she disappeared into the stream. Still every night when the sun went down and the moon was high her spirit danced there, only returning to its watery grave at the coming day. A warrior slowly paddled to shore in his canoe. This was the place he had come to look for. The night was like the one he held so sacred in mem- ory, when he had danced for the last time with a beautiful maiden, maybe she was there waiting for him. Just as he came to shore he fancied that he saw something rise out of the water and begin dancing a wild, fantastic dance. This wild thing was the spirit of the girl for whom he had searched so long. Weary as he was, he followed her as if drawn by some queer enchant- ment. On and on they danced until they came to the edge of the stream, she stood there for half a heart-beat clear against the sky, and then van- ished into the water. He followed her as in a dream, not 96 THE BEACON caring when he sank beneath the waves which closed over them. Now no more a spirit dances in the moonlight, no more a warrior travels endless paths in search of his lost one. Her spirit had only waited for his; together they have gone to their Maker. At night when the wind softly stirs, and the moon shines clear and bright, the pines murmur quietly, but for ever sadly the legend of Dancing Point. Hn Unexpected Christmas Gift Lillian Williamson June, ’22 “Peace on earth, good will toward men,” was the line that Dr. James Montgomery had been saying to him- self ever since he had heard the choir in the big church practicing the song that aftexmoon. Why he had picked out this particular line he could not tell, but he tried to figure it out as he sat alone in his den. A door was opened silently, a laugh floated in from the next room, as two soft arms were placed around his neck. An equally soft voice whispered in his ear, “You are late, Jim dear. Have you been working all this time?” James Montgomery stood up and faced his wife, Marie. There was something about this unaccustomed gentleness that he did not under- stand, nevertheless he answered: “I was called out unexpectedly to a bedside.” “I’m having a dinner party,” she said, as another laugh floated into the room in answer to the questioning look on his face. “I’m terribly dis- appointed that you didn’t come earlier.” “I was called to see Mrs. Harmon,” he answered, gazing to the fire. “She is seriously ill, there is no hope for her. What’s to become of the child is more than I can say, unless — ” he faltered, looking at her steadily. “Yes?” she asked, knowing what he indicated but fearing to hear it in plain English. “Sit down, Marie, please, I would like to discuss this with you.” “Besides not wanting to hear it, I haven’t the time,” she said as she obediently sat down. “It’s two weeks until Christmas, little Peggy Harmon’s mother is dying and Peggy will be left alone.” “Hasn’t she any relatives?” asked Marie as she rose again.” “No. We have a good home and no children. We could easily help her forget this great sorrow.” “Not this Christmas; I have too much to do,” she said selfishly. “I don’t know anything about children anyway,” she said as she closed the door after her. “I think Marie will see my way, some day, although it may be too late.” Montgomery said to himself. For several nights he preached the subject of “Peggy” to Marie, but was either rewarded the honor of finishing his dinner alone or asked if he ever had a change of thoughts. Marie felt that if she ever heard the name “Peggy” again, she would scream. Several days aftex - wards this fear of Marie was dx’owned in one far more terrible, for when Jim arrived she would have been only too glad to even hear him say, “Peggy.” THE BEACON 97 He had been traveling around in the rain all day and the illness which had been coming on for weeks finally overpowered him. It was feared that pneumonia had set in. For many days Marie sat up by his bedside soothing him. The crisis had not passed and she was frantic, until at last she realized what would save him. Christmas morning dawned with Marie sitting by his bedside. The crisis had passed and Jim was weak but recovering. “Peace on earth, good will toward men,” sang - the choir in the big church. Jim opened his eyes to his own world and said: “Then you are the angel who has been drawing me back when I wanted so much to be still forever. It seemed such a — ” He stopped not so much from weak- ness, but because a door was opened silently. There was no laugh this time, only a childish gurgle, as two soft arms encircled his neck and an equally soft voice exclaimed, “my new Daddy!” Cucky Children (A Play in One Act) Frances Gray June, ’22 PERSONS The Toy Store Santa Claus. The Nurse. Her Three Charges. The Little Girl. The Little Boy. Time: Christmas Eve. Scene: In front of a toy shop. The Store Santa Claus paces up and down to keep warm. (Enter the Nurse with three charges.) Santa Claus — Well, well, good afternoon to you all! You’ve come down to tell me what to put in your stockings, haven’t you ? First Charge (stepping forward, and extending his hand) — Howd’y do, Mr. Santy Claus. Santa Claus — Hello, Son, what do you want for Christmas ? First Charge — I don’t know yet. I want a soldier suit and an air rifle and a ’leetrie train a whole lot of candy an’ nuts an’ things and — I don’t know what else! Santa Claus — I’ll tell you what, little man! You first go and look in that window and tell me when you see what you want! First Charge — All right. (The other two children hang back shyly) Santa Claus — Come, my dears, aren’t you going to tell me what to bring you ? (Nurse, pushing them.) Go on and tell him what you want, now. Go on and tell him! (They still hang back.) Santa Claus — What? You’re not going to tell me howdy? Why, my feelings will be hurt if you don’t shake hands with me! Nurse — Go on! Don’t be naughty! Tell 98 THE BEACON old Santy what you want, like good little children. (The two go forward slowly) Second Charge (holding out her hand and curtseying) — Good afternoon, Santy Claus. Santa Claus — How are you, sister? What must I put in my pack for you ? Second Charge — I — I’d like a big doll. Santa Claus — Um-um. With yellow hair, and blue eyes ? Second Charge — No, sir. If you please, I believe I’d rather have her hair and eyes both brown. You know, you brought me one with yellow hair last year, and I don’t want two alike. Santa Claus — I see. We’ll give her brown hair this time. What else little lady ? Second Charge — Oh, I want a bed for my dolly and a sled and a dolly carriage and — oh, I want a little writing desk, for my- self, you know, not my doll — and a gold wrist watch and some candy, of course, and lots of things, but I can’t think of them all now. Santa Claus — Don’t you want to go look in the window, too ? Second Charge — Yes, thank you, sir. Santa Claus — And now, what does this great big man want Santy to bring him ? Third Charge — I wants a Injun suit an’ a veloci- pede, an’ some sojers, an’ a tent, an’ a choo-choo train an’ some candy! Santa Claus — All right, sir. Third Charge — Can I look in the window, too ? Santa Claus — Yes, indeed, and tell me if you see anything else you want. Nurse (aside to Santa Claus) — Mr. Ligget says to have everything the children ask for sent to him at the Ritz apartments. Santa Claus (draws out pad and pencil) — THE BEACON 99 Let’s see, the boy wants electric cars and soldier suit, and — what was it? Oh, I remember (he writes on the pad) and the girl wants a doll with brown hair and a sled and a desk and — and, oh, yes, a bed for her doll and a gold wrist watch (writes them down). And th e little one — I remember about him (he writes on pad). To C. R. Ligget at the Ritz apartments ? Nurse — Yes, that’s it. Santa Claus — It’s cold, isn’t it? Nurse — Bitter cold! And the wind comes ’round this corner like a knife. Santa Claus — I’ll say it does! I’ve been out here all day and I’m nearly froze. Nurse — I should think you would be! I don’t see how you stand it out here! Your business is about the only one that doesn’t have holiday today. Santa Claus — Oh, I get holiday from my regular work. I keep books in one of Mr. Ligget’s offices. But I need some extra money, so I got this job for to- day. Nurse — I see! Santa Claus — The cost of livin’ is so high, you know. And I’ve been having some doctors’ bills, and the landlord’s put the rent up again, so you see I need the money. Nurse — My sister, she keeps house, and she tells me it’s perfectly awful, the prices things are, nowadays! Santa Claus — It is — and then — there are two lit- tle children — a girl and a boy — the sweetest kids in the world — in my house, who won’t have any stocking or tree or anything if I don’t get something extra. So you see it’s just a case of having to make some money. First Charge — Come here and look at this steam- boat! (Santa Claus and Nurse walk over to show window and look in.) First Charge — Look at the guns on it. It’s just what I want! (Enter from the side of a poorly clad little boy and girl.) Little Girl (whispering) — There he is! Looking in that win- dow. Little Boy (whispering) — OOOh, look at the things in that window. Don’t you wish we had a sled like that, and a ’lectric train ? Little Girl- Yes, and look on the other window! Don’t I wish Santa Claus would bring be that great, big, doll! Little Boy — Oh, but hadn’t you rather have a tool chest? Little Girl — No, I don’t think so! But if you had a tool chest you could build me a doll house, couldn’t you Little Boy — Sure! Do you want to go up an’ speak to Santy ? Little Girl — Let’s wait till those other people go! Little Boy — All right. I’m not scared though! Little Girl — I know you’re not, but it would be sort of rude to butt in, wouldn’t it? Little Boy — Maybe so! I guess we’d better wait! Santa Claus (to the Nurse’s Charges) — So you want the boat and the foot ball and the doll’s house ? The Three Charges — Yes, sir! 100 THE BEACON Nurse — Come, we’ll go inside, and look about. Santa Claus (Aside to Nurse) — If you’ll just take this slip of paper in and ask the clerk to send the things up — (Nurse nods and takes the paper.) The Three Charges — Good-bye, Santy Claus! Santa Claus — Good-bye; Merry Christmas! First Charge — Don’t forget my boxing gloves. Santa Claus — Never fear. (Exeunt.) (Little Girl and Boy come up to Santa Claus) Both — Mr. Santy Claus — Santa Claus (starting slightly when he sees them) — Hello, how are? Little Girl — We’re well, thank you, sir. Little Boy — Fine, thanks. Santa Claus — Well, have you come to tell me what you want? Little Girl — I — I’d love to have that doll in the window. Little Boy — And I want a tool chest and a pair of boxin’ gloves! Santa Claus — Well, well, how big you’re getting! You’ve grown a lot since last year! Little Boy (clearing his throat) — You didn’t bring us much last Christmas. Little Girl (horrified) — Oh, brother, he did! Why, you brought us beautiful presents! You brought me a lovely rag doll, and a red tarn and a book, and brother got a cap pistol and some overshoes and a rain cap, and both of us lots of candy! Santa Claus (huskily) — I know I — treated you pretty bad last year! I’m awful sorry; you see my presents gave out before I got to your house! I’ll try to — to do better this year! Come and look in the window! (They obey) Little Boy — Isn’t that the peach of a sled? I bet it’s fun riding in your sleigh on the house tops, isn’t it Santy Claus? Santa Claus — Lots of fun, but mighty cold, some- times. Little Girl — Did your reindeers ever run away? Santa Claus — Once; but they always mind me now. Little Boy (stroking one of the bright buttons on Santa Claus’ coat) — You got a mighty big stomach, Mr. Santa Claus! Santa Claus — Ought to have! I ate a whole pig for breakfast! Little Girl — A whole pig! Little Boy — Gee whiz! Santa Claus— I ate a cow yesterday! Litt le Girl — Goodness! Little Boy (abruptly) — Have you got on a mask? Little Girl — Oh, brother! Santa Claus — Children, do you want me to take off my mask and let you see my face ? Both (breathlessly) — Yes! (He lifts up the mask and beard) Both — It’s Daddy! Little Girl — Just think! We’ve been livin’ in THE BEACON 101 the house with Santy Claus all these years and didn’t even know it! Little Boy — I — I thought you lived at the North Pole! Santa Claus — That’s what people think! Little Girl (joyously)— No wonder he couldn’t bring us many things! He has so many peo- ple to visit and we don’t need much — we’ve got him! Little Boy — I’ve got it over those other people! Think he lives at the North Pole! No! No! And that old boy at school said there wasn’t any Santy Claus! Guess I know! I’m his son! Little Girl (hugging Santa Claus) — Oh haven’t we got the Grandest Daddy ? Little Boy — You betcha life! Little Girl — But Daddy! Did you really eat a whole pig and a whole cow ? Santa Claus — Oh, no! That’s a joke! Little Girl — Oh, I see! Santa Claus — Sh-h-h! Somebody’s coming out of the shop! (He slips his mask in place.) (Nurse and her three Charges come out of the store.) Second Charge (aside to Nurse) — Look at that poor little girl and boy! Their coats are so old! (Nurse and Charges wave to Santa Claus.) (Exeunt.) Little Boy — Ain’t we the luckiest things! CURTAIN. J1 Christmas Bell Across the frosty air of night I heard a sound of pure delight; — How clear upon my ear it fell That chime, that joy, that Christmas bell. Ah! so cheerily it rings, What a thought of love it brings, Of the Christ child does it tell; Merry, tinkling, Christmas bell. He was born the world to save, Whose life of love and work He gave, May His strong will ever swell To the music of a Christmas bell. SARAH S. BERKELEY, June, ’21. TH BEACON Published Monthly During the School Year by the Students of the Newport News High School Entered as second-class matter January 24, 1919, at the post office at Newport News, Va., under the Act of March 3, 1879. 15 Cents Per Copy TERM S: Advertising Rates Upon Application $1.00 Per Year EDITED BY G. Edward Travis Editor-in-Chief Evelyn Ryce Associate Editor Remington Chewning News Editor Frances Gray Literary Editor Norman Bradburn Athletic Editor Richard Nichols Art Editor Clyde Francis Lytle Genevieve BonnewelL Ex. Editor Adolph Lefkowitch Joke Editor Emanuel E. Falk Bus. Manager Asher Baker Adv. Manager Hilda Morris Circulation Manager Jack Gordon Alumni Editor Faculty Supervisor Winning the State It is done! We, the Newport News High School, have Championship! emerged victor in a contest in which defeat would have been an honor, but in which victory came to crown the zenith of foot ball enthusiasm. We have worked hard for two years to build up a team that would pave the way for the State Championship; and that would establish itself as the premier team in Virginia. We have backed the team unreservedly and whole heartedly, and it is good to feel that our confidence in them was not misplaced. It is a time not for a boisterous exuberance of spirit, or a showy display of feeling, but a time for silent thankfulness. Of course, it is only natural that we should feel elated over a victory that was so gloriously won, it is only natural that we should have that feeling of supremacy that comes with a victorious eleven, but with this feeling should be intermingled that of trust lived up to. The self conscious feeling that we have done all that was demanded of us, and that we have shown ourselves worthy of the sacred trust left for us to safeguard. THE BEACON 103 Men of the Squad, you have done yourselves proud! You have upheld the best traditions of an institution, which, though small, throbs with a vitality and a spirit that sweeps all before it. As the Spartan mother of old told her son to come back with a victory or be brought back on a shield, so did we demand that you bring back a victory, and so did you fight with every ounce of energy and bring back the State Championship! Had you been the defeated instead of the victorious, our hearts would have still been with you. We should have welcomed you with hearty handshakes and outspoken praise, for we were confident that you would give the best that was in you. We revel in the satisfaction of knowing that you won the game fairly and squarely. We recognize in you the true symbols of sportsmanship that stand for the highest ideals in Man. Glad are we that there is no taint of unfairness to mar the sweetness of victory. Better, far better to have gone under in defeat with colors streaming and veins pulsating with the desire to win only in a square way, than to have emerged with a victory won by unfair means. Coach Webb, words are too scarce and language too feeble for us to properly express the feeling nearest our hearts for you. It was you who served as the ideal and inspiration for the Squad. It was you, who, unselfish of your time and energy were directly responsible for our greatest honor. Coach Webb, gentleman of the highest order, we honor you as the first man coaching the first high school team to officially win the State Championship of Virginia! Scrubs, those who sacrificed their ambitions that others might be more perfect in their game, all praise is due you in helping to turn out this team. Unselfishly you gave your time for the school, and unselfishly we give our praise in recognition of your worthiness. Men, we again salute you as the first foot ball team in Virginia today. We again honor you as the first team to officially win the foot ball Champion- ship of the State! Plagiarism If variety is really necessary for the provision of the “spice of life” it may easily be found among the ranks of thieves, although the desirability of such a type of diversity is indeed questionable. As you all know, there are many more than “fifty-seven varieties” of thieves and among them is the plagiarist. This type of thief is one of the worst of all the band, even though his plan of work may not be on the Jesse James scale. Any original literary piece which a person has produced belongs peculiarly to that person, for if the feeling expressed is genuine, the utterance is really a part of the author. And to steal away this property which is so jealously guarded by the author, to take upon himself the honor of its composition, to affix his own signature — this is the work of the plagiarist! What could be more despicable, more utterly contemptible, more cowardly! Let everyone regard the plagiarist with the utmost scorn! Let him forever be an outcast from honorable society! The plagiarist has no honor; perhaps that is why he tries to steal it. But he only succeeds in gaining dishonor. Besides, he is robbing himself of the belief which others place in his integrity, in his truthfulness, and most of all, the faith which others have in his good name. What does Shakespeare say concerning this ? 104 THE BEACON “Who steals my purse, steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’Twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.” This serves to prove that the plagiarist is worse than the ordinary thief. It is useless for him to whisper to himself, “No one will ever know.” Even if his plagiarism should remain undiscovered, the blot will be on his character and will show in other ways. It is most singular that anyone can deliberately rob himself of that which should be to him the most precious thing in life, namely, reputation. For he who will plagiarize will also steal other things besides literary material. And the person who steals a line from another’s paper is as much a plagiarist as one who steals a story or copies the whole of another’s work. Plagiarism seems often to be a failure on the part of some people to realize the seriousness or the nature of purloining the material or ideas of others. But it is indicative of a lack of scrupulousness, of a looseness of morals, of a falsity in ideals. Just what is the degree of guilt of the petty plagariast we may not judge, but we do know that one who practices plagiarism in any way what- ever, bids fair to increase the scope of his Satanic activities. Cheating Cheating is the scapegoat son of Satan, the blacksheep of the family of Evil. It is the most degrading, the most loathing habit to which mankind has ever been susceptible. It is a thousandfold worse than the lowest form of crime — for there can be honor among thieves, but, a cheat loses all honor, all self respect, and casts those omnipotent traits and bene- dictions which God has bestowed upon us, to the winds. We will agree that man is, at one time or another, tempted to steal what is not morally, physically or mentally his own property. But, remember those words of the wise prophet and sage, “Yield not to temptation.” Bear in mind that “all that glitters is not gold.” The man in front of you may have an answer written so perfectly, that you really believe his is the best answer. You copy it and receive a good mark. You are happy that you have obtained such a high standard. Do you realize that you are doing yourself an injustice ? Don’t you know that you have actually stolen another man’s thoughts ? Can’t you realize that you are bluffing yourself and that you are the ready and most ignorant dupe of Satan, that you are the personfication of the lowest hypocracy? Give your own thoughts a little exercise. Originality is as abundant as the sands of the seashore, but as priceless and as sacred as the most precious of God’s gifts. Remember that to yield to temptation is to make yourself the greatest of hypocrites, the lowest of thieves. Originality is a blessing of God, imitation an attribute to Satan. UIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII | JHumni Supplement HELEN ELIZABETH DELK President of the Alumni Association O EDICATED to the New and Greater Newport News High School with all her Splendid History, Sacred Traditions and Precious Memories, which as her past, are the glowing promise and faithful prophecy of a future even more glorious in the Service of Mankind. n llllllllllllllllllllllltllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllMlllllllllllllllllllllllllMMllllllll 1JIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIMIIIIIIIIIII Lj THE PAPYRUS PLANT Margaret Jenkins, ’12 (From “The Student,” October, 1912) Paper is today a necessary article. It is so commonly used by everyone that we would not know what to do without it. In ancient times paper was only used for the writing of books and im- portant documents. It could be pur- chased by the rich only. Strange it is today that we are suffering from an insufficient supply as did the peo- ple of ancient times. There are many materials from which paper is made, and many grades of paper. Most of our paper is made from wood pulp. Soft, tender shoots of the willow and other woods are cut and manufactured into paper. From Egypt we get many things that influences modern life. Mathe- matics is said to have originated in Egypt. Much of the learning of to- days dates back to Egyptian history. The first great library of the world was at Alexandria in Egypt. This library w ' as not composed of books such as we have, but of rolls. The leaves were not pasted together and twenty leaves were joined together, making a larger roll or volume. These sheets were made from the papyrus plant, one of the many in- teresting things of Egypt. This plant has many species and is found in many places. When it was extensive- ly used it was cultivated in large quantities in a delta on the Nile. It has now disappeared from the lower Nile entirely and is found near the sources of that river only. A species of the plant grows in Sicily and that is the variety that is commonly known by botanists of today. Our word paper is derived from papyrus and our word Bible from the Greek word for the same plant. Our words charter, chart and card are de- rived from the Roman name for papy- rus. The papyrus thickets on the upper Nile are said to present a wonderful sight. One described it as follows: “Here was lifted up a forest without branches; these bushes without leaves; this harvest in the waters; this ornament of the swamps.” Strabo describes it as, “A bare pale supporting a bench on the top.” The roots of the papyrus are quite large from which there come numbers of small rootlets extending into the low grounds or water. The plant grows up from a root, a bare pole from ten to twenty feet above the water or ground. From the top of it there appeared a head of small leaves. The architectual ornamental de- signs of the ancients were taken largely from the Satus flower, but the papyrus is seen on their tomb and in many places as a decoration. In the time of the pyramids we find the harvest of the papyrus represented, and in the oldest inscriptions we find THE BEACON 107 pictures of the papyrus plant among the hieroglyphical characters. The papyrus is perhaps more typical of the earliest times than the Satus flower. It is used by the builders of the pyramids in showing the land- scape of that region. It was a mody useful plant to the ancients. The roots of one variety were eaten by the Egyptians. It furnished perfumes for them also. It was used as a medicine and from it were made many curatives. Plutarch relates that when Agesilaus came to Egypt a wreath of papyrus was presented to him. From the fibre of papyrus a kind of silk was made, mats, mattresses and carpets were woven and rope was also manufactured from it. It is said Xerxes used papyrus rope in making his bridge of boats across the Helle- spont. It is told that at the marriage of Philogy with Mercury, the feet of the bride were adorned with papyrus shoes so that the feet as well as the head of Philogy might be immersed in books. The most important use of this plant was its use as a material for making paper. The only paper which the ancient world had up to about 500 B. C. was made from papy- rus. The manufacture extended from Egypt to Greece, and finally Rome manufactured more than any other part of the world. In spite of this a paper famine occurred under the reign of Tiberius. The fibre of this plant was cut into thin pieces by a sharp knife. These were placed upon a table and beaten and then rubbed with an ivory tooth. Across these were placed other thin slices of the plant and these were fastened together by paste made of the white of an egg or starch. Sometimes there were two layers and sometimes three layers to form a leaf. It varied greatly in quality. This paper was damaged by moisture very quickly, but in dry regions it lasted several hundred years. Even in the dry countries it began to crumble after a hundred or two hun- dred years, and many books have been lost even though every effort known to the ancients was put forth to pre- serve them. The oldest of these papyrus rolls which have been preserved were found at Herculanium, and these were pre- served because they were covered by the dry ashes. When the library of Attalus had reached 20,000 volumes, Ptolemy, who considered himself the special patron of the library at Alexandria, became jealous and refused to allow papyrus to be carried out of Egypt. Attacks was thus forced to device some other- writing material and thus parchment made out of sheep skin began to take the place of the ancient papyrus. A HIGH SCHOOL CAREER— ITS TWISTS AND TURNS (From “The Anchor,” 1914) Newport News, Va., June 1, 1914. Well Pal:— Here I am at the end of the ses- sion, and almost at the end of my High School career, and some glad to get there, too, if you will listen to me. You know, this has been a queer race, and the reason I’ve come out in such good shape, and my classmate Jim so winded, is simply this — he doesn’t know the ins and outs of the game, while I don’t mind confessing I do. When I started out here in this old High, I began as a grinder — day in and day out, nothing but study, study. (It reminds me of old Jim across the way.) Well, somehow the role didn’t seem just the one for me, and I de- 108 THE BEACON cided to cease envying the other fel- lows, out playing ball, and join the ranks. But the question was this — how to have a good time, be a “good fellow,” and at the same time have it easy at school. Well, this puzzled me for a little while, but I was going to let the study go hang anyway, until suddenly the idea hit me square in the face! It quite took my breath away at first, but I soon managed to put it in practice, and you can judge for yourself how it worked. What’s the secret, you say? Well, I’ll tell you. When I was reading Webster’s biography, the thing that struck me was that Webster won his famous Dartmouth College case, not so much because of his superior points or stronger arguments, but because he appealed to the personal prejudices of Chief Justice Marshall! That gave me the plan, if such a great states- man and orator as Webster could win through character analysis, why couldn’t I apply it to myself and thereby gain a great deal? So I began to study the likes and dislikes of the teachers, “sizing” them up until it became as easy as rolling off a log to tell exactly what would be the questions of the next day, select- ing the few important things out of the whole bunch of truck, and then next day — “how beautifully Tom knows his lessons, and poor old Jim, how he does blunder! You know I’ve been awfully tempted to put a bug in that fellow’s ear, but then he mightn’t be a credit to the system, so — Well, what I hated most was Eng- lish. I guess all boys do, so I deter- mined to get a laugh out of it, give it the merry ha! ha! So I “sized” the old “Prof.” up, and gee! you should have seen my English marks soon! I didn’t believe I could make it such a blooming success, and I got so I was mighty proud of it. The old “Prof.” thought he knew a lot about me but he little knew what I knew about him, and that he knew about me only what I wanted him to. You know, it’s those very teachers that think they knew the most about pupils that r-eally know the least. “Tom, you have spake a proverb,” you say. So it is, so it is! Well, I’m so sleepy that I’ve yawned until my mouth has stretched a whole half-inch and I must be careful, for “Prof.” r a t h er admires “manly beauty.” Huh! Now, take a tip, and quit the study of books, and begin the study of teachers, and see yourself rise. Study of books vs. study of character — which wins? You try it for yourself, I’ve ben there and know. And by the way, this is no pet affair. I hate crawlers! Newport News, Va. June 1, 1914. 12:30 A. M. Dear Friend: — I’ve just finished studying, but even though it is late, I just can’t resist my little chat with you, old friend. Yes, it’s been a long, weary day, and a long, weary year, too, but it’s near the close now, and I’ll soon get my reward — but will I ? Shall I get in proportion for my labor, what Tom across the way gets for his ? Not a bit of it, and it sort of discourages a fellow when he thinks of that side of the question. All this year I’ve spent indoors, nothing but study, study, and then come to class and get the very ques- tion that I didn’t understand out of the whole bunch. And what does Tom do ? Opens the books under my nose, selects a paragraph, apparently at random, turns to me and says: “This is the question I’ll get,” and scans it over. I miss that very question in class- — he comes behind me and rat- THE BEACON 109 ties off a glib recitation. I get 0 — he gets 100 So goes the world, and I say, what’s its worth ? I appeal to you, old friend, who’ve never failed me in any- thing — what’s its worth after all, all these long hours I spent in pouring over books, which I might have spent in living. You say I have the satis- faction of knowing that I know more than Tom? But do I? What I’ve learned from books, which is second- hand, he’s been out in the world, and learned from men. I’ve yet to learn how to live, and he knows, and has lived. I sound bitter, don’t I ? Well, I’ll get over it, and it will be best forgot- ten. If I had it to do over again, what course should I take? I’d moderate on both. I’m one extreme, Tom’s the other, and the person that can strike a happy medium is the per- son that will make the best success of life. ECSTASY (A Poem by Victor Hugo, translated from orignal French as a regular Class Exercise) I am alone near the waves on a starry night, Not a cloud in the sky, all sails out of sight; My eyes in the distance from the world afar, While the woods, and the mountains and nature all In a confessed murmur seem loudly to call To the waves of the sea and each twinkling star. What say those infinite legions, those stars of gold? With their thousand harmonies, their voices bold, As their crowns of fire they seem to incline? What say those waves of blue that never can rest, As they curl the white foam high on their crest? “This is the Lord, the Lord, God Divine!” NANNIE CLEMENTS, ’06. THE BOOKS (With Apologies to Poe) (Eatonia Dandridge, 1904) See the children with the books Lesson Books! So much work for weary scholars The future outlooks! How they study, study, study In the early hours of night While the girls are having fun — Yet our trouble’s just begun — Yet they go on with their delight, Making fuss, fuss, fuss, Everything a perfect muss, And we sit and study, study in the dark and dreary nooks, From the books, books, books, books, Books, books, books, O, the buying and the eyeing of the books. See the great Geometry books — And Botany books! What a lot of learning from their Pages look! In the troubled eye of child, While they run and romp as wild, Too much excited to speak, They can only shriek, shriek — As they hurriedly pass, For a kind kind consideration for their tenderness of age And a begging from their father, that dreaded sage, As he turns page, page, And his great increasing rage With his resolute endeavor — You shall sit now or never THE BEACON 111 By the side if the bright-lighted gas. Oh, the books, books, books. Oh, the desks and big old hooks In the schoolroom! How the youngsters write and talk On the board with horrid chalk And waste a little time till noon. Yet the children fully know, They must fulfill the plans, And also the demands, Of the parents who make them go. They must study, study, study When they want to run, And study, study, study, for they’ve just begun. Oh, study from the books, books, books, Books! books, books, books; You must worry, but not hurry through the Books! “THE CLOUD” A cloud I saw all robed in white, Banked up, and pure as drifts of snow, All bordered round with silvery light — And idly it moved along and slow. The sun’s bright glare then faded away, And slowly the burning embers of day Reluctantly gave place to those That shed the delicate tints of rose. I went to rest to dream and hope That in the morning when I woke I’d see the cloud. Alas! Dismay! The wind had driven it away. So opportunities glide past, But, like the cloud, one’s not the last. NELSON C. OVERTON, ’10. 112 THE BEACON 1 1 1 II 1 1 1 1 1 1 II 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 II 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 II 1 1! 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 IeditorialI H i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i ii i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i iii i ii i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i mF PRESIDENT’S MESSAGE The Alumni Association is now launched upon a year of activity. It has efficient officers, a splendid consti- tution and a daily increasing member- ship. Many young men and young women are anxious for the chance to become connected with something that will hold them to their High School. An Alumni Association is for that purpose. It is the one connecting link between High School life and out- side life. The aim of every student in High School is a diploma. Just to receive a diploma. What an accomplishment! The four years are spent in daily toil and pleasure for that, but when it is i-eceived a wider range of vision is opened before us. We realize that Graduation is not the only goal in life. Much, much more comes after that. It is in High School that our hopes and ambitions are kindled. We receive inspiration to do larger, great- er things. Our High School has al- ways had an efficient corps of teach- ers. They have made lasting impres- sions on us — have left unerasable imprints on our characters. They have ever been our best friends. In the student body, lifelong friendships have been formed. In our school activities our minds and bodies are fully developed. In athletics we learn the true lessons of life,— its ups and downs. We learn how to take de- feat with a smile and a good will and we learn too to be victorious and not become egotistical and vain because of our accomplishments. In all phases of athletics the spirit of good fellow- ship prevails. We are taught simply by our High School spirit that although we can not star individually, we can back up those who star with our spirit and good wishes. What an unselfish principle to adhere to! Our Literary Societies have in them the training school of simple talent. Hid- den accomplishments are unearthed and brought to light in their full value. These meetings are not for those who already possess ability, but are to develop ability in those who have only a small amount of it. The orations and debates which seemed hard to us then have been a wonder- ful help to many in after years. The training x ' eceived in our High School can not be compared with any we received elsewhere. There is something about it that every other place of learning lacks. It is an in- definable effect that gi’ips persons at- tending it. This fact is proven by the pex-fectly loyalty to any High School principal by the students. Nothing is too good for their school. Our High School has been fortunate in having such a city to support it. Our city has done the best it could always for the schools. When we wex’e crowded after the old John W. Daniel building was destroyed by fire, the city did all in its power to help us in our time of need and as soon as it possibly could do it, built us the W alter Reed School. Now they are trying to give us another building on a much lax’ger scale. Our community realizes that educated men and women will be an asset to it, and that igno- rant, untrained, undisciplined chax-c- ters are a detriment to any city. HELEN DELK, President. 114 THE BEACON (From “The Student,” 1904.) We sincerely hope that this, our first publication of the High School Student, will meet with the approval of our friends and patrons. We think that every high school, college or like institution should pub- lish a pamphlet through whose col- umns the parents and friends of the students in this institution may be- come more familiar with the work done in the school. We also think that such a paper will afford the stu- dents excellent opportunities for exercising their literary abilities. It is for these reasons that we have decided to publish a magazine in our High School. This magazine will contain honor rolls of all the public schools in the city, all items of local interest in these schools, as well as literary articles written by the high school students. We will be glad to receive any articles written by stu- dents of the high school. All manu- scripts submitted must be written with ink, and on one side of the paper only. Waiter, has this steak been cooked ? Yes, sir, by electricity. Well, take it back and give it another shock. James (hanging pictures..: “Got any thumb tacks, Pete?” Pete: “Nope, but I got some finger nails.” He: “Some of your jokes are a trifle raw.” She: “They ought not to be; you’ve roasted them enough.” Teacher: “Let us now sing ‘Little Drops of Water,’ and please put some spirit into it.” Mrs. Flannigan: “I want a pair of shoes for my boys.” Salesman: “French kid, ma’am?” Mrs. Flannigan: “No, sir, he’s Irish.” When is a joke not a joke ? Usually. “Only fools are certain, the wise hesitate.” “Are you sure?” “Absolutely certain.” “No, Maude dear, a diet of tar drops won’t make a base ball player pitch.” Soph.: “Did you ever take chloro- form ?” Fresh.: “No, who teaches it?” Lives of Seniors all remind us, We can strive to do our best And departing leave behind us Note-books that will help the rest. College girls are very slow They seem to take their ease, For even when the graduate, They do it by degrees. TOAST Here’s to our faculty: long may they live! (Even as long as the lessons they give.) HEARD IT IN A HISTORY CLASS Miss Jones: “What’s the meaning of canonized?” Miss C.: “Shot to death by a canon.” Burcher — And with tears in his voice he said, “He laughs last laughs laughter.” Binder — I saw a peanut stand and a wheel spoke of it. Phillips — “I heard as orange peel.” Semmes — “I saw a cake walk.” Nelms — “I’ve seen a mail box.” Smith — “And I’ve seen a street run.” Robinson — “Did you ever see a tape measure ?” Patton — “Stop kidding — kid gloves.” Under the spreading chestnut tree The village blacksmith stands; His shoes, he keeps them full of feet His gloves are full of hands And the muscles of his brawny arms, Stretch forth like rubber bands. If Miss Cogbill faints can a pen holder ? If the school caught on fire would the fire escape ? If the class is dull is William Bright ? If Mr. Jenkins is in the boat can Mr. Dutrow? Mr. Patton (using “would” in a sen- tence) — “I’m quite sure Bessie Wood.” Mr. Koontz (using “well” in a sen- tence) — “I’m sure Ruth Powell.” Mrs. Peachy — “Smith is marked ab- sent.” Mr. Smith (from the cloaki ' oom) — “Not guilty.” Miss Cogbill — “Tell something of Alexander Hamilton.” Mr. Binder — “He was the leader of of his band.” Miss McWhorter — “Give me an ex- ample of slang?” Mr. Burcher (after a few minutes wait) — “Search me.” Mrs. Peachy — “What kind of poetry did Spencer write?” Pupil — “Spencerian poetry.” Prof. Via — “Geometry is used in nearly every trade.” Mr. Booker — “A fisherman doesn’t use any branch of it in his trade.” Prof. Via — “Indeed he does, he fishes with a line.” “The Anchor,” 1912. N. N. H. S. DICTIONARY Teacher — The sum total of preach- er, policeman, exhorter, joker and judge. Quiet — A state of being that the Seniors aspire to attain. Rats — Pets for girls; or new mem- bers in the high school. Senior — A brilliant being with a fountain pen behind its ear. “Kronic kicker” — The Noble Sen- iors, Athletic Association — Something that meets twice a year and nails you for a quarter. 116 THE BEACON Deportment — The stumbling block to the blue card. Report — Periodic slam. Girl — Something what aint. Hookworm — An element which pos- sesses three-fourths of the high school. High School Quartette — An instru- ment used to reproduce the grief of the lost souls. Lessons — Assignments which could be lessened. Borrow- — The polite request to de- liver. Bonehead — One who bones. Chorus Class — A saw mill. Faculty- — Our guardian angel. Flunk — A verb meaning to go way back and sit down; or to dig a hole, crawl in, and pull the hole in after you. A Grind— One of the victims of the Mill of the Gods. Nerve — A necessary element for every successful student. Y. M. C. A. — A very important ar- ticle to all who aspire to play hooky. Assembly — A thing of the past that is not recorded in Meyer’s “General Histoi-y.” Especially and Particularly — A pointer for hard study of English. Insubordination — Something that draws a coupon with ten days holiday attached. Joke — An article that sometimes merits a laugh. Outline — One of Miss Cogbill’s fav- orite sayings that means two hours hard work. Club — An instrument for knocking. Dough — Something that is kneaded. “Student,” 1912. “Going to hear that lecture on ap- pendicitis this afternoon?” “Naw, I’m tired of these organ re- citals.” Mr. L. (as Powell takes a slide to second): “He’s safe! He’s safe!” Miss W. (her first game): “Oh, I ' m so glad, I was sure he must be killed.” A hundred years ago this land, Was wilderness most dear; With powder in his gun, the man Went out to shoot the dear. But now all things are somewhat changed, And on another plan, With powder on her cheeks, the dear Goes out to get the man. Miss Love: “Luther, you shouldn’t laugh out in school.” Luther: “I didn’t mean to do it. I was smiling, when all of a sudden the smile busted.” Freshman: “I thought you took algebra last year.” Sophomore: “I did, but the faculty gave me an encore.” She: “My face is my fortune.” He: “Mine is too.” She: “Let’s put our fortunes to- gether.” Teacher: “Where is the history les- son today?” Mr. Martin (tenor and bass well mixed): “The Roman Statesman, page 435.” Teacher: “Please, don’t everyone talk at the same time.” CLASS OF JUNE, 1897 The first graduating class of New- port News spent their last high school years in one room on the third floor of the First National Bank Building. In place of desks, we had one large table in the middle of the room with chairs around it. The Principal, Mr. Epes, was also our teacher, coming and going as his duties called him. We had to report to Miss Braxton every afternoon as to our deportment. Our science laboratory consisted of a small cabinet about half filled. This was in the room in which we studied. There were five of us, all girls. Annie Wingfield (Crow) Chief Yeo- man at the Shipyard during the war and still employed by the Govern- ment. Louise Hopkins (Woodhead) now wife of Prof. Dudley Woodhead of the University of Toronto, Canada. Maud Via (Littlepage) now wife of Lewis L. Littlepage, business man of Norfolk. Belle Johnson, now Pastor’s Assist- ant in the First Presbyterian Church, Norfolk, doing wonderful work. Mary Brooks (Belch) now wife of Thomas R. Belch, business man of this city. The graduating exercises took place the 8th of June, 1897, at the Casino building on the waterfront, which in later years was destroyed by fire. The officers of the school were: Thomas T. Powell, Superintendent; William Francis Cooper, Chairman, Board of Trustees; Horace H. Epes, Principal; Nannie M. Braxton, Assist- ant Principal. —MRS. T. R. BELCH. THE CLASS OF 1905 The two met on Thanksgiving Day at the game when the Old Gold and Dark Blue was raised victoriously on high. Their eyes met across the sea of faces and both smiled as back in 1903 and ’09; they had smiled, though Hampton, our time honored oppo- nents, were then victorious. They were members of the Class of June, 1905, and this class was always strong in schol spirit and nothing daunted though victory was not always theirs. This class adopted the colors Old Gold and Dark Blue as the school col- ors. It first sang the songs so dear to the old high today, though the words are not just the same. It was the first class to go through the full four years of the high as an accredit- ed school. It published the first school maga- zine, known as “The Student.” It organized the Literary Society of the high and held four open meet- ing ' s a year, to which the general pub- lic was invited, besides meeting bi- monthly. Its members composed the first Glee Club of the high and its debates were famous in their day. 118 THE BEACON THE BEACON 119 All the members of this class are successful men and women and hon- ored citizens. Only one member is missing from the group, William A. Graff, a young lawyer of this city, and the Class Essayist, who died with the Influenza in 1918. Albert Osborn Loomis, the Presi- dent and Valedictorian of the class, was graduated from Cornell Univer- sity as a Mechanical and Electrical Engineer and gave a good account of himself with the American Engineers in France. Alb ert instructed, in turn, all the girls of the class in Astron- omy, as it was not included in the regular course. Robert A. Davis, one of the most popular boys in the class, was gradu- ated from the University of Virginia, and after practicing medicine in our city, joined the colors, serving abroad in an English Hospital. He is again practicing in our city. Allen Davis, the mathematical won- der of the class, is a successful busi- ness man of our city. Clara Gresham Smith, the Class Salutatorian, after graduating from the Farnrville State Normal, taught in the schools here for a few years, and is now the wife of Doctor Lewis Stoneburner, a prominent physician of Richmond. A. Elizabeth Edwards, the second of the trio of Farnrville girls, was the Principal of the Highland Park and Stoney Creek Schools for several years when she became the wife of Mr. U. R. Hoyle, a newspaper man of Richmond, now on the staff of the Daily Press. Mae Marshall, the third of the Farnrville trio, taught school here in the city for a few years, afterwards becoming the wife of John D. Ed- wards, late lieutenant in the United States Navy. She is again teaching school. Elizabeth Curtis, after finishing at Hollins and the New England Con- servatory of Music, came home to be the companion of her father. She is now living in Charlottesville, Va. Anne Eatonia Daudridge, better known as “Torey,” always one of the best old sports in everything, is now Mrs. Lincove Stratton of this city. Maude Garner, the most beautiful member of the class, became the wife of Mr. Edgar Wertheimer, Jr., and now lives out on the Boulevard. Lillian Bonnewell, so well remem- bered for her gracious hospitality to the class, taught school for several years and then m arried Mr. A. C. Brown. She now lives in Craddock, Virginia. Olive Marlow moved to Washing- ton, D. C., and there married. Francis Stewart, the gifted soprano of the class, married James West, now a Washington editor, and resides in that city. Lelia Snell, our alto, whose duets with Francis, were always in demand, is now the wife of Mr. L. Bishop of this city and a popular business man besides. Lorena Holt, soon after graduating, went to live in New Mexico. She married Mr. William R. Blair and lives in El Paso, Texas. We hope some day she may come East. Lorena could always clean up after chemistry as no other member could. Lucy Moss, who could, as the old saying goes, “make a piano talk,” is our most recent bride. She is now Mrs. Morris, I believe. This ends the roll call of 1905, but we can not mention this class without recalling the names of first, our be- loved Instructor and Principal, vVil- liam C. Morton, afterwards Superin- tendent of the schools of Newport News, and now Superintendent in Martinsburg, West Virginia, and sec- ondly, that of James Allen, one of the 120 THE BEACON finest spirits ever sent among grow- ing boys and girls and now President of Elkins College in West Virginia. CLASS OF JUNE, 1910 Ten years ago last June, there graduated from the old High School Building, which was later destroyed by fire, a class of seven boys and seven girls, known as the Class of June, 1910. Today, we feel rather proud of our class as a whole, as we hear of the achievements of its vari- ous members in their chosen paths, and we feel, with what we consider a pardonable show of p ride, that we reflect only honors and glory to our “old school.” Our contribution to the World War included Steward Andrews, Parker Host and Jack Fitzgerald, all of whom served as officers in the U. S. Army. Stewart is now connected with the firm of Benson-Phillips, coal dealers of this city; Parker is the Manager of Hasler Company, one of the largest shipping agencies in this city, and Jack is still in the Army, Lieutenant Hugh John Fitzgerald, and at present is attending the Cavalry School at Fort Riley, Kansas. Archie Shankland is a very suc- cessful business man, holding a posi- tion of note and of lucrative return with the Bethlehem Steel Works, Bethlehem, Pa., in their Chemical De- partment. Duval Hudson, our old foot ball hero, continues to hold a responsible position with Saxon W. Holt Co., local wholesale dealers. David has been with this company during his en- tire business career, which speaks for how well he has performed his ser vices. The last news we had from New- man Bennett was that he was in Alexandria, Va., in the employ of the Southern Railway Company. “Pete,” as he is better known to his old class- mates, went to Alexandria to live shortly after his graduation, married a young lady of that town, and has visited back here, but we are unable to say at this writing just where he is. In a new office building on Twenty- eighth Street of this city is Dr. A. G. Morgan, Dentist — no other than our friend and classmate, “Green” Mor- gan. We have heard many expres- sions of satisfaction from Dr. Mor- gan’s patrons, and we are sure he has a successful career before him. In this “history” we have seemed to give our boys precedence, not from design nor from a feeling that their achievements have been more note- worthy than those of the remaining seven of our class, as we would now seek to show. The Class Valedictorian, Laura Carver, married shortly after her graduation to a young business man of this city and is Mrs. William Spen- cer. Flora Lash, the “artist” of the class, has been living in Philadelphia for the last four or five years, where she has made fame for herself as an artist, and has recently been honored by being given the position of Secre- tary to the Print Club of Philadelphia. Ruth Hudson moved away from Newport News several years ago and we are unable to find out just where she is or what she is doing. Lutie Morrison, after teaching in the local schools for a few years, mar- ried and is now Mrs. Jack Dove of this city. Elsie West was married a year or so ago and is now Mrs. Norvin E. Green of this city. Theo Harwood is the wife of Cap- tain Richard Cave, U. S. A., and is now making her home in Norfolk, Va. Eline Krisch, after attending Farm- ville, became a primary teacher in the local schools. Last summer Eline completed a course at the Columbia THE BEACON 121 University and is now an instructor in the Business Department of the Walter Reed High School. And so ends the account of the do- ings of the “Brave Fourteen.” We found life very full and rich with blessing ' s, and we would not forget the part played by our school in mak- ing possible that much we have done. The associations of those days are very dear to us and often present in our memory, and perhaps there are those among us who would fain turn back the hands of Time and tread once more the halls of the “old school.” £bri$tma$ flight The beautiful doll is broken; The little tin horn won’t blow; The tree is shedding its tinsel; And the sun has melted the snow. Hushed are the bells in the steeple, And hang silent every one; And the children’s lids are drooping; For Christmas day is done. Yet we sit by the fire in the gloaming, 1 And we yearn for nothing more; It matters not that broken toys, And ribbons strew the floor. For our hearts are linked together, As we sit in the family ring, With a chain of the sweet old feeling, That only this day can bring. FRANCES GRAY, June, ’22. ' 122 THE BEACON (KX ALUMNI ATHLETIC STARS The Newport News High School has been amply and notably repre- sented in the world of college sport activities this past year by its alumni. Boys, some of them, formerly per- forming under the Old Gold and Dark Blue, are now scattered to colleges and “prep” schools throughout this and other States where, in addition to lending glory to their respective teams, also are making the name of the Newport News High stand for something else than as a producer of students. Nearly every college hereabouts contains one or more representatives from our own high school who have done more than put their Alma Mater on the athletic map. Some of them haven been the bulwark of their teams; others have contributed to the success of their new alliance in but slightly lesser degree, while several of them have shone brilliantly in fast company. We have failed to gather the names of all our alumni who are at present participating in athletics at other in- stitutions, and if we have failed to do this, we hope that the omission will be excused as an inadvertence. Waverly Jones, so many of us know, is right valiantly holding down the responsible position of quarter- back for University of Richmond’s foot ball team. This team has just finished the most successful foot ball season in its entire history, and it is needless to mention to fact that Waverly has contributed in no small degree by his head work and skill in establishing this remarkable record. Besides his football laurels, Waverly is Captain and shortstop on the base ball team. “Buster Williamson,” he who shone so brilliantly last year and pre- vious years on our high school team, is now shining even more brilliantly, if possible, as halfback on Boston University. Boston papers have spoken in glowing terms of “Buster’s” playing and we, of course, take a great deal of pride in him. “Buster” had the honor of playing this season against the mighty Boston College eleven, and that his team held these victors over Yale to thirty -four points, speaks well for him and his teammates’ efforts. This is “Buster’s” first year at Boston “U,” so great things are exjected from him in the future. Stanley Heath, another alumnus of Newport News “High,” while not directly a foot ball player, managed the Boston University team this year, and it is said that the schedule ar- ranged by him did as much as any other one thing to put Boston “U” on the map. 124 THE BEACON “Flickey” Harwood, never in his palmiest days of high school life, played like he has as tackle on the William and Mary foot ball team this year. Both on the offenseive and de- fensive, “Flick” has been a tower of strength, and has developed into a forward passer of note. That he suf- fered a broken leg in the middle of season an was incapacitated until his team’s last contest, did a great deal towards putting William and Mary out of the championship honors for the Eastern Collegiate Association. Two other local “High” boys who made berths on out-of-the-State foot ball teams are P. D. Lewis and Ver- non Nelson, both of whom are play- ing with Maryland State. “P. D.” has been one of the mainstays of the team, his name being especially con- spicuous in Maryland State’s game against Princeton, in which he played the part of star, according to eye- witnesses. Vernon Nelson also is on this squad and has gotten into a num- ber of games. “Bob” Stuart is playing basket ball and base ball on Washington and Lee. While no direct word of “Bob” has been received, owing to those sea- sons not having starter when this is written, it is safe to say, knowing “Bob” as we do, that in those two activities, he will give a glowing ac- count of himself. Two more of our representatives at William and Mary are Latney Sheppard and William Sinton, two first year boys. That they made the squad speaks well for both of them, and leaves small doubt that their names will yet be among those who starred. Lynchburg College also holds two local representatives in Ralph and Clarence Thomas. Ralph is quarter- back and strategist of the team, while his brother, Clarence, at full- back on the same team, by his dash- ing attack, lends splendid effort to his brother’s strategy. A regular galaxy of potential Mc- Millins, Brickleys and Leeches have put Newport News “High” on the map at Fork Union, no less than five local youngsters having won places on that team. “Dickey” Charles runs the team from his quarterback posi- tion, while Albert Wilkins, at the right end position, is the Captain of this young but sturdy eleven. “Fatty” (Clayton) Eubank and William Barnes are the two guards, and from all accounts they are some guards. Earl Talley is the fullback that ploughs through the holes in opposing lines. We’ll say this is almost a New- port News Team. Andrew Shankland is playing on the V. P. I. Scrubs, having appeared in this city in a recent game. An- drew didn’t fail to let the opposing team know that he was a halfback of fight and ability, either, gaining con- siderable ground for the Polys against stiff opposition. We shall not forget “Piggy” Davis or the deplorable accident that has kept him from active participation in athletics this year. Before his seri- ous injury, “Piggy” starred in all branches of sport at William and Mary and even now does not fail to follow his former teammates and lend every assistance possible, and there are many regrets from his friends that he can not again be seen on the gridiron, the diamond and the basket ball floor, where formerly he was wont to star. And by way of parting, just one word about our own high school foot ball team of today. Just now they have closed the most successful and brilliant season of local “High” his- tory. They have met and conquered all comers. No high school in the State has yet been able to cross their goal line, a lone touchdown coming in THE BEACON 125 the last few minutes of play on an intercepted forward pass in the game with Portsmouth. Most of this formidable team will enter new fields next season, but Coach Webb has likely material to fill their places, the new men having oc- cupied berths on the squad this year and being finely trained in prepara- tion for their greater work next year, in order that they may capably fill the shoes of those departing ones who have made foot ball history for our dearly loved Old Gold and Dark Blue. —CHRISTIAN COX, 1914. RETROSPECT Attempts to bring the Roanoke High School eleven here for the bat- tle with Newport News for the High School Foot Ball Championship of Virginia, with the offer of a $500 guarantee and entertainment, recent- ly undertaken by the Walter Reed High School as a matter of course, recall to mind athletics and conditions surrounding them ten years ago. Not only did the high school faculty and student body make the request, but they made it at the urge of the press and public. Ten years ago $500 gate receipts would have been considered an excel- lent total for several years. Now it is guaranteed a visiting team for one game — and the school expects to make money. The High School Ath- ltic Association started this year with approximately $800.00 raised through the sale of season tickets. Ten years ago this also was an unheard of thing. The foot ball team was furnished with complete uniforms this year. Ten years ago the man who had a com- plete uniform had to buy it himself or steal it. The boys were honest in those days, and they are now, and they and their parents thought long and hard before even purchasing a pair of foot ball shoes. This great change may be attribu- uted to three things, each of which, of course, had its minor contributing clauses: First: Semi-inclusion of athletics in the curriculum and the appointment of an athletic supervisor and coaches. Second: Careful moulding of “high school spirit” not only in the school, but also through the entire city with the resulting increased interest on the part of the students and the public. Third: A more liberal policy on the part of the press. The reader may correctly say that better teams, a better brand of sport, is responsible for the increased in- terest, the general backing of the teams by the public, but a careful survey will show that this one thing is the outgrowth of the above listed three. High school athletics were stagger- ing to their feet when the old high school building burned in 1913. The burning of this building was a tem- porary death blow, but this very thing later proved to be the Phoenix of high school sports, the now flourishing in- fant being reborn from the ashes of the old. In 1910, 1911, 1912, and 1913, ath- letics in the high school got on as best they might. The members of the various teams received encourage- ment, of course, but they did not re- ceive the organized support and whole hearted encouragement which they now receive. Sometimes there was a teacher in the school who could coach a foot ball team, and sometimes there was not. For two whole sea- sons the base ball team was mothered by a woman, Miss Getrude E. Loomis. She infused life into the team, but she could not give the boys the base ball training they needed; she know some of the fine points of the game, but she could not get out and play base ball and show the boys how they should play it. 126 THE BEACON Foot ball teams were coached by whoever happened to be handy. If the players wanted to report for prac- tice, they reported, and if they didn’t, they remained away. And if the coach spoke a little l’oughly to one of them there was mischief to pay. Athletics were not a vital part of school life. At that time there was no such things as a second team, and there were very few substitutes. The man who didn’t play regularly on the first team did not care to play at all, as a rule. There were exceptions to this, but they were few and far be- tween. And this is one of the prin- ciple reasons why Newport News had no better teams at that time than she did. There would be a good team one year, two-thirds of the players would graduate and another team would have to be trained up on the field of battle, usually a field of defeat. Most of the members of the present high school eleven will graduate be- fore next season. But there are men waiting to take their places, men who train daily, men who are given a chance to play in a game if it is necessary to do so, or safe, if not necessary. This is one of the things which was pointed out years ago, but which the players themselves could seldom see. Foot ball is stressed by the writer because foot ball is and probably al- ways will be, the principal high school sport: The basket ball season is short and the games are played in- doors, in a place of limited seating capacity in and near this city. Base ball is all right, but the public has to sw r allow a lot to become mad over high school base ball. This is due to the fact that professional ball may be seen for the same price, or little more than it costs to see a high school base ball game, and while the brand of professional base ball fur- nished here could be improved on usually, is better than the high school base ball. High school athletics are all right; in fact they are necessary in every well-ordered, well-regulated public school. The public school without athletics is as bad as the boy with- out a fist, but high school athletics should not be allowed to replace high school studies. When all is said and done, the schools are for “larnin” and the rudi- ments of this are “readin,” “ritin,” and “rithmetic.” The high school has the whole hearted support and co-operation of the public at this time, but just as sure as any one branch of activities is allowed to crowd out another, and the whole becomes unbalanced, there has got to be a readjustment that may result in the undoing of all that has been done in any one overtrained or over-pampered specialty. This is not the cry of an idle calamity howler. It is not made as an adverse criticism of athletics. It is merely a warning based on exper- ience and observation; maybe exper- ience while in school and observation when there was time to repent. If the faculty and the students can honestly say that the school is as strong in the rudiments of education as it is in athletics, there is no cause for worry. If it can not say this, let it not give less time to athletics, but rather more time to studies. There is always ample room for both. —LEWIS JESTER, 1913. THE BEACON 127 m m T fF going to BATTLE ONE OF THE STRONG- EST FOOTBALL TEAMS 1M THE STATE AT THEIR HOME GROUND ' ffif ® A1N TEAM WILL GET DEFEATED THIS TIM E- AMD YOU FEEL LIKE UMAPPLIED APPLIED ALGEBRA - B B? E KERY THAT Y OU MEET SAYS THAT YOUR TEAM HAS A BIG, HARD PRU TO SWALLOW- ON THE MORNING AFTER TH E GAME YOU BRACE UP AMD THINK YOU ARE WASTING 0 CENTS TO SEE THE OPPOMEMTS SORING SCORE rr Ary HoUl EUl F TURN TO THE AT HL ETIC LOOK aVY ' ] ' AND- OH BOY, YOU FIND THAT YOUR TEAn WOH A HIT IT A, gTOPfeIU GOOD ENGLISH WEEK Pledge, Play and Speeches by Prominent Men Feature of the Week Due to the splendid ways in which Good English Week was observed in the High School, the movement for better English was brought before the public in a very striking manner. The newspapers of the city published very beneficial editorials each day, which were widely read and enjoyed by the public. Posters and snappy slogans written upon the bulletin boards and in other conspicuous places, kept the movement vigorously before us; for the Advertising Com- mittee, Anne Sims, Adolph Lefko- witch, Susie Floyd, Thomas Bland, David Silverman and Charles Cornell, mapped out a highly efficient program. Cards with the Better English pledges were distributed among the pupils. The pledge was: I love the United States of America, I love my country’s flag, I love my country’s language. I promise: 1. That I will not dishonor my country’s speech by leaving off the last syllables of words; 2. That I will say a good American “yes” and “no” instead of an Indian grunt “umhum” and “nupum” or a foreign “ya” or “yeh” ’nope”; 3. That I will improve American speech by enunciating distinctly and by speaking pleasantly and sincerely; 4. That I will try to make my country’s language beautified for the many boys and girls of foreign na- tions who come here to live; 5. That I will learn to articulate correctly one word a day for one year. Although these pledges were really never signed, the pupils are observ- ing the rules of English more serious- ly than ever before, and especially the slogan of the week, “Abolish ’Aint!” Representatives from the Four “A” Classes were sent over the school building to make short talks on Better English to the various classes. Those on this committee were: Helen Smith, Emille Knight, DeGarnette Gayle, Dorothy Langslow, Eleanor Smith and William Royall. On Monday, the ninth, Mr. W. S. Copeland made a very interesting talk on Good English in the two noon assemblies. Tuesday was supposed to be “stunt day,” but Mr. S. R. Buxton made an appeal to the girls of the high school to help in the Fourth Annual Roll Call of the Red Cross. A large num- ber of girls volunteered to canvass Newport News on Thursday and Saturday. Wednesday Mr. George Palmer gave a talk, and the following Mon- day the 4-A Class gave a Good Eng THE BEACON 129 lish. play. The play represented a literary society meeting in a coun- try school. It brought out a great many grammatical mistakes, but was more a lesson in politeness than in grammar. Those on the Stunt Com- mittee were: Pauline Leath, Bennet Jones, Norma Spiers, Emma Teaney, Genevieve Bonnewell, Sarah Berkeley, Edward Travis and Dora Lee Gray. Those participating in the play were: Edward Travis, Stafford White, Emille Knight, Dora Lee Gray, Thomas Bland, Norma Spiers, Helen Smith, Eugene Pugh, Bennet Jones, and Hugh Hardison. The Better English week is a national movement, but last year only 347 high schools in the United States participated in the campaign. Out of this number the Newport News High School was one. Although the movement of the last year was a vigorous one, this year has been more vigorous and has taken deeper hold upon the minds of the people; and we hope to make it stronger and more forceful each year that comes. “PEP” ASSEMBLIES,— SCHOOL HOLDS MANY DURING THE MONTH During the past month the school has held about twelve special Assem- blies. They were for the dual pur- poses of congratulating the team on its victories and to prepare them for their next game, by learning new cheers and going over the old ones to get the “Rats” acquainted with them. Before every game the whole school would gather in the auditorium and go over the old yells and songs and learn the new cheers. The triple yell we got from William and Mary Col- lege, seems to be the favorite, and although it is an excellent one, it is being used too much. The Assemblies that have been held after the games have been just as full of pep as the others. Mr. Alexander made several short talks on the effi- ciency of the team, the clockwork precision in the way they work and the individual players themselves. Mr. Rucker has also given short effusions on the work of the men, and members of the team were called on to express their gratitude for the backing and support they have re- ceived from the school. In one of our Assemblies to cele- brate a victory, Joe Tilghman, the hero of the Maury game, even got up and let the students look at him, and our bashful Captain, John Todd, stunned everyone when he made a short speech on spirit and support that we received this season. Norman Bradburn is always one of the speakers and everyone feels that what “Braddie” says he means and he is always complimentary for what he terms the “Third Line of Defense.” He said. “The line, fellow students, forms what is called the first line of defense, the backfield the second, and you are the third. When we know that the third line is weakened, then it affects the first and second, so we are all looking to you to hold and furthermore we know that you can and will.” His little speeches are short and straight from the shoulder. The Assemblies get much of their vim and verve from the yeoman ser- vice rendered by our friend, Mr. Lytle, and his faithful orchestra. TAG DAY SUCCESSFUL Important Activity Showing Backing of School The students have shown the same school spirit in the drive on November 17 for the benefit of the orchestra, that they have shown in other phases of school activities during the season. The drive was carried on in a very unusual way this time from any of the 130 THE BEACON rest heretofore. A small tag was got- ten out with the inscription: “I have helped the High School Orches- tra,” and the amount contributed was left entirely to the student body to decide what they wanted to give. Every one responded splendidly to the call and so did the people of the city. One thousand tags were printed and after every one had secured one in school a number of girls went down- town and tagged the citizens. Many would not take the tags but gave money instead and nearly every one gave something. The orchestra is one of the phases of school activity that has put the high school among the foremost in the State. Not only does the orchestra play in our school Assemblies, but also goes to different parts of the city to help out whereever they can. Last year when our base ball team and our annual play went to Charlottesville, the orchestra went along to help out. Without the or- chestra in our school it would be im- possible to carry on the plays and literary society meetings that mean so much to us. Among those instrumental in bring- ing about this successful drive were Miss Genevieve Bonnewell and Miss Bertha McGuire. These two girls, along with their classmates, made it possible to pay off the debt that has grown on the orchestra. The orchestra has expressed its ap- preciation of the efforts of all those who sold tags and also to the stu- dent body for their generous response, by being present and make our As- semblies better. This amount, $141.10, just about clears off the debt that has grown continuously on them and leaves a few dollars in the treasury for the purpose of new music and supplies. TALENTED ARTISTS GIVE HIGH NEW INSPIRATION Mr. Lytle has been very fortunate in securing the services of several talented musical men of the town for the school. This is an unusual help for the chorus singing classes and also for developing the musical talent of the students. On November 22nd Mr. Hines came out and gave several vocal selections to the chorus singing classes which were very much enjoyed by the whole of the student body that heard him. Prof. Smidt brought his violin out on the same day and gave choice selections from different operas, and his playing was thoroughly enjoyed. Prof. Smidt is one of the most tal- ented violinists in Newport News and has vigorously assisted the orchestra violinists ever since our band was or- ganized. He holds a class of these folks once a month and has shown himself a friend indeed to the orches- tra on several occasions. Mr. Geo. A. Seavers, Jr., on Novem- ber 29, along with Miss Viola Silver, his accompanist, gave violin solos that far exceeded our expectations, and was encored several times by the students. 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S THE RECORD 6 — Naval Bare 0 15 — William and Mary 2nd Team 0 39 — John Marshall 0 43 — Hampton High School. (Champ.) 0 7 — Old Point Comfort College 0 41 — Petersburg High School. (Champ.) 0 21 — Courtland High School. (Champ.) 0 42 — Portsmouth High School. (Champ.) 7 7 — Maury High School. (Champ.) 0 35 — Alexandria High School. (Champ.).. 0 14 — Roanoke High School. (Champ.). 7 Total 270 pts. Average weight, 153. Total 14 pts AVERAGE WEIGHTS John Todd, 175; Lee Todd, 170; Hobson Wilson, 150; Edward Travis, 143; Joseph Tilghman, 156; John Christiansen, 166; Adolph Lefkowitch, 154; Normrn Bradburn, 145; Reginald Stennette, 143; Leslie Mattingly, 145; Rem- ington Chewning, 182; Leonard Dickerson, 135; Hugh Brown, 135; Hugh Hardison, 145. yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiimmiimiiiiiimiiiiiiL: 132 THE BEACON HIGH CAPTURES CHAMPIONSHIP BY DOWNING ROANOKE At Horwitz Park, on December 4th, the Old Gold and Dark Blue foot ball eleven wrested the State Champion- ship from Roanoke High School by defeating the latter to the score of 14 to 7. Almost every person who witnessed that great game declared that it was the prettiest game they had ever seen. The Western Champs fought like demons, but it was Greek against Greek and Newport won because of superior football knowledge and su- perior playing. Roanoke’s reports of weights showed that we had the heavier eleven, but when they ap- peared ready for the fight it certainly is a fact that if there was any differ- ence in the weight of the two teams, Roanoke outweighed us. Coach Webb had coached the Gold and Blue gladiators in speed and driving power and all through the game Newport News proved to be a much faster machine than the visi- tor’s eleven. High school also played a more consistent game but this does not mean that the Westerners did not put up a gritty and smashing fight. Newport worked as a well oiled ma- chine, and every cog was in place, the team working as one individual person, or as a machine. The hard work and training Coach Webb has given our team proved too much for Roanoke. Our opponents would not have crossed our goal at all if it had not been for a misplay in the fourth quarter. A double pass was attempt- ed and we lost the ball on a fumble. The Westerners then shifted their 190- pound tackle to the backfield and by steadily plunging the line, and on two long forward passes they worked the ball up to our four-yard line. After three attempts to cross for a touch- down having failed, our State rivals made a last, and mighty effort, and broke through our juggernaut for a score. Travis, our star right end, was a twinkler all through the game; he was always right on the spot to tackle a receiver of a punt, and right in his tracks at that. Chewning carried the ball through center from the twenty- five yard line for our first touchdown on the Heisman’s double pass. Sev- eral men tried to down our big full back, but useless; he slipped right out of their grasp and rushed over the goal. Had it not been for Chewning’s great work in backing up our line on the defense, Roanoke probably would have tied the score. J. Todd’s foot gave us one more point. In the first minute and a half of play in the third quarter, L. Todd blocked a punt, which bounded behind the Westerners’ goal; with one dive J. Todd was upon the pigskin giving high school her second touchdown. He kicked goal again. Time and again Mattingly, lead by Stennette, would skirt Roanoke’s end for good gains, Stennette clipping man after man out of the play. When the whistle shrieked the end, high school had the ball in Roanoke’s territory, working steadliy toward her up- rights; it almost meant that high school had won the State High School Championship and we were at the tip of the ladder, which we had worked so hard to climb. Roanoke 8 first downs; Newport 12. Now that we are at the top of the ladder, we want every one to know that many things made us the strong team that we are. First of all conies our Coach, Mr. Webb. He is a good, clean sport, a man of few words, but a lot of action. Mr. Webb is a man whom all the members of the squad love, and one for whom all put out THE BEACON 133 the best in them. We had so much eonfiidence in our coach that we knew if we followed his advice and direc- tions nothing but success could be ours. Then comes the student body who were always behind us and always ready to back us to the last di tch. Mr. Alexander, our Principal, is one to whom we owe much of our glory. He was always with us, and showed to us many times that he had supreme confidence in our ability. His one slogan which will always be in our memories is “Clean Athletics,” and we have made this our motto, and so it always will be. Mr. Alexander always had an encouraging word for us, and often he gave us messages that proved a great stimulus. The citizens of Newport News gave us their loyal and hearty support. When we needed equipment these men came to the rescue and when we need- ed some one to back us in bringing the championship game to Newport News, without a bit of hesitation, these boosters again helped us out. Also we must not forget the “Scrubs,” the ones who took their bumps and knocks that our old high would have a winning team. These men get nothing for their trouble; the members of the team sail on to glory, while the scrub has to sit back and look on; it takes a real man, and a real sport to be a scrub, and to these faithful backers we owe a great deal of our glory. Another mighty factor is the spirit of our whole school. It takes all these things that have been named to make a real foot ball eleven and so many teams do not have all these factors — but, we did, and so I ask you — could we lose ? The Line-Up: N. N. H. S. Pos. Roanoke Tilghman Watkins Christiansen Left Tackle Coon Lefkowitch . Left Guard Hart J. Todd (Capt.) Center ... Ferguson L. Todd Right Guard Gray Wilson Right Tackle Miller Travis Right End Richardson Bradburn ... Quarterback McClanahan Stennette .... Left Half Elbert Mattingly .. Righ Half McHugh Chewning .. Moss Fullback A WALKAWAY OVER PETERSBURG 41-0 In speaking of real walkaways, we must confess that, when we invaded the Petersburg gridiron on November 6th to give battle to their high eleven we thought we were at a tea party from one whistle to another. Of course, high school has piled up some large scores which in no way meant that the opposing team didn’t play a good game. But this time we were certainly an exception. The Peters- burg Clan were poorly organized and managed, they lacked that old-time fighting spirit which every eleven should and generally has in any game. We love to play against a real fighting eleven so that if victory should be ours in the end we can feel that we deserved to win, that we earned our score. We do think that the Petersburg High School team could have shown us just a little more hospitality than they displayed. No one met us on our arrival, no one helped us to find the school, and after arriving at the school and dressing we wei’e left to Left End 134 THE BEACON THE BEACON 135 find our way to the field as best we could. When the game started we went into the fray resolved to “win or die.” But our opponents played so ragged, and without any spirit whatever, that we all same out of the game alive and with a victory of 41-0; but we felt that we would have to lay down or fall sound asleep for such poor spirit- ed players to even get a look-in. Twenty-two of us were shown into a cold room, after the game, to dress. We were given two towels and two cakes of soap; that meant that there was one towel and a cake of soap for each eleven players to use. Not only this, but we were obliged to bathe in ice-cold water while the Petersburg team had a nice, warm dressing room and plenty of H-O-T water. After every one was ready to leave for Newport we weren’t even given a word of congratulation or farewell, nor did we weep about it either, for all of us were thinking of two dear words, “Newport News” and “Home.” Last year when this team visited us we put absolutely at their disposal our greatest hospitality, backed up by our school and student body. Peters- burg, we must say that you are not quite the best sports in the State. The Line-Up: Petersburg Pos. N. N. H. S. Bellinger Travis Right End Anglin Tilghman Left End Goodwin J. Todd Left Tackle Crawford Wilson Right Tackle Burze Christiansen Left Guard Wathless L. Todd Right Guard Tain Mattingly Left Half Robertson Stennette Right Half Brinn Chewning Fullback Savory Bradburn Quarterback Cox Lefkowitch Center Subs.: Ferguson for Goodwin; Har- grave for Robertson; Dicker. on for Bradburn. HIGH 21; COURTLAND 0 On November 12, we locked horns with undefeated high school eleven of Courtland. The game was fought at Horwitz Park and the visitors proved to be the strongest team we had as yet played. Cheered by our entire student body who were on hand in full force, we entered the battle with a grim deter- mination to win. Our hard fighting and determination, together with the excellent rooting, netted us a 21-0 victory. We hammered Courtland for almost all our gains thus outplaying them in the game of straight foot ball. Our touchdowns came in the last three quarters, Chewning putting- over the first one and Bradburn the other two. J. Todd kicked all three goals giving us three more points. In the second quarter we were on Courtland’s five-yard line and were we not only held down but were thrown for a two-yard loss. Court- land put up a great fight at this par- ticular point and then punted the ball to safety. This was the first time we had been held for four downs this season. The outstanding features of the game were the punting of Chewning and the brilliant work of Captain Todd at center. 136 THE BEACON THE BEACON 137 The Line-Up: Courtland Pos. N. N. H. S. E. Gillette Tilghman Left End Beale Christiansen Left Tackle M. Bell Lefkowitch Left Guard Caroon J. Todd (Capt.). Center Magnette L. Todd Right Guard Smith Wilson Right Tackle W. Bell Travis Right End McLemore Bradburn Quarterback Marks (Capt.) Mattingly Left Halfback B. Gillette Chewning Fullback Applewhite Stennette Right Halfback Officials: Gooch, referee; Northrop, umpire; Councilman, head linesman. Touchdowns: Chewning, one; Brad- burn, two. Goals from touchdowns: J. Todd, three. Substitutes: Dickerson for Sten- nette; Brown for Bradburn. First downs (first period) New- port News, five; Courtland, none; (second period) Newport News, six; Courtland two; (third period) New- port News, two; Courtland, two; (fourth period) Newport News, six; Courtland, none. PORTSMOUTH WITHDRAWS FROM CHAMPIONSHIP RACE Our Old High eleven ruined Port- smouth High’s chance for the Tide- water Championship when we jour- neyed over the James and handed the “Wilsonites” a 42-7 defeat on their home gridh-on. Newport used aerial work, end runs and line smashes with great success all through the game, Port- smouth being unable to get on to any of these phases of play. From the beginning of the game our opponents could not gain an inch through our sturdy stone wall line and their at- temps to clip our wings were also unsuccessful most of the time. In the last period Owens, the star halfback for Portsmouth, scored their only touchdown on an intercepted for- ward pass. With the final whistle we had 42 points to our credit, John Todd exhibiting some twinkle, twinkle foot-work. In our race for victory we were helped very much by the rooting of our trusty crowd of boosters who came over with the team to cheer us on toward the goal posts. Portsmouth was the only team to score on us last year and the only one in the district to cross our goal line this season. The Line-Up: Portsmouth Pos. N. N. H. S. Tonkin J. Todd Center Layer L. Todd Right Guard Goldman Wilson Right Tackle Labracht Christiansen Left Tackle Hand Lefkowitch Left Guard Murphy Travis Right End Richardson Tilghman Left End Owens Mattingly Right Half Thomas Stennette Left Half Moore Bradburn Quarterback Graham Chewning Fullback Referee, Dr. Thomas. 138 THE BEACON Substitutes: Portsmouth, Jones for Owens. Newport News, Dickerson for j3radburn; Hardison for Chew- ning, Brown for Stennette; Peck for Mattingly; Bradburn for Dickerson. Touchdowns: Portsmouth, Owens; Newport News, Bradburn four; Mat tingly, two. DOWN WITH MAURY 7-0 Twentieth of November saw New- port News High School Champions of Eastern Virginia, for we went over tt Norfolk and brought the bacon home to the tune of 7-0. The game was staged on a slippery field which caused all players to be covered with mud as well as glory. The Old Gold and Blue rooters were on the field of battle about six hundred strong and this perhaps is what made Newport the victor over her old time rivals. Coach La Motte had witnessed every game we had played at home or near enough for him to be on hand. Naturally he had all our plays worked out and knew just how to meet them, in fact he admitted losing many nights sleep working over our plays and formations which he had seen so many times. Coach La Motte knew what a tower of strength Newport had in Captain Todd, star center, and he coached his center, Elliot, to cut Todd out of all play at any cost, it seems, for the Maury pivot met their defeat like real men and wished us the best of luck for State honors. Maury’s next game was with John Marshall. Note — John Marshall 0; Newport High 39. John Marshall 7; Maury High 6. The Line-Up: N. N. H. S. Pos. Maury High Tilghman Smith Left End Christiansen Keister, (Capt.) Left Tackle Lefkowitch Left Guard Miles J. Todd (Capt.) Center Elliot L. Todd Right Guard House Wilson Right Tackle McCoy Travis Right End Friedburg Dickerson Quarterback ... Bullock Mattingly . Left Halfback Fuller Stennette . Right Halfback Irvin Chewning Fullback Gallup Substitutes: Walter Reed, Bradburn for Dickerson; Hardison for Brad- burn; Brown for Stennette. Officials: Referee, Councilman, V. P. I. Umpire, Quigley, University of Pennsylvania. Head Linesman, Kor- negay, V. P. I. NEWPORT NEWS TRIMS CHAMPS OF NORTHERN VA. 35-0 When the foot ball team of Alex- andria High School came here to play on Thanksgiving Day, no doubt we ruined their turkey dinner, for we hardly believe they could enjoy it after we had white washed them with a 35-0 score. This score does not mean that the visitors did not fight, for they did with all that was in them. High school just outweighed, out- generaled and outplayed them from start to finish. Alexandria proved an easy victim and time and again we got worked forward passes, line bucks, and end runs with great success and ease. Several outstanding features of the game, blocking of kick by J. Todd and Travis falling on it behind goal scoring touchdown, thirty-yard end run by Mattingly; Tilghman ploughed THE BEACON 139 through line and ran ten yards for touchdown, the speed dash of Sten- nette for a touchdown, when he re- covered the ball on the Alexandria one-yard line, where J. Todd had booted it from kick-off, and scoring touchdown, Dickerson’s line plung- ing — (Cannon Ball) Chewning scoring touchdown on long pass from Sten- nette, Stennette’s thirty-yard dash for fake end run, Mattingly’s plunge for final score from five-yard line and Brown’s great defensive wrok. Dick- erson proved himself an able quarter- back and an excellent broken field runner. The cheering of the high school student body was excellent and the game was witnessed by about four thousand fans. The Line-Up: Alexandria Pos. N. N. H. S. Houston Tilghman Left End Hay man Christiansen Left Tackle Beach Lefkowitch Left Guard McDermott J. Todd (Capt.) Center Noland L. Todd Right Guard Pohl Wilson Right Tackle Oliver Travis Right End Pettitt Dickerson Quarterback Southard Mattingly Left Halfback Dreifus Brown Right Halfback Travers Chewning Fullback Officials: Darwin (Virginia), ref- eree; Preas (Georgia Tech), Umpire; Wilkinson (V. P. I.), Head Linesman. “The Student,” Woodrow Wilson High School, Portsmouth, Virginia. The piece of poetry, “Opportunity,” used as a sort of foreword is very good, as is also “Greetings.” The article on the Sulgrave Committee is very interesting indeed, since it re- vives so much old history. The Liter- ary Department is entirely lacking in this issue and the editorials need a great deal more time and thought put on them. “The Insight,” Hartford City High School, Hartford City, Ind. “The Beacon” is glad to welcome back such a fine magazine as “The Insight.” Its Literary Department is one that any school would be proud to own. The alumni notes and cuts are very fine; and also the news. It is quite a fine idea to devote some space to those deceased of your alumni. The jokes liven up the magazine a good deal. “The Nut Cracker,” Georgetown Visitation Convent, Washington, D. C. This proves to be quite a unique magazine. The poetry is very good. All the material, in fact, is fine, but the magazine as a whole would pre- sent a much better appearance if the contents were arranged more defi nitely. Here’s an example from “The Pepper Pot,” in this magazine: Those Rare Occurrences Father, teaching his six-year old son arithmetic by giving a problem to his wife, begs his son to listen. Father: “Mother, if you had a dollar and I gave you five more, what would you have?” Mother (replying absently): “Hy- sterics.” “The Tooter,” South High School, Omaha, Neb. The one story in the Literary Department is good, but it would help so much, if there were one or two more added to strengthen this department. The material in the whole magazine is much better ar- ranged than it has been heretofore. The jokes are fine, especially this one: Teacher: “Willie, what would you say if I came to school with such dirty hands?” Willie: “I wouldn’t say anything. I’d be too polite.” “The Record,” Staunton High School. Staunton, Va. None of the departments of this magazine are as strong as they should be. The Liter- ary Department is the strongest, but the stories need life and pep. Why not add a Joke Department to The Record? “The Mirror,” Central High School, Lima, Ohio, is not up to the average of most high school papers; it seems to lack spirit and pep. The one story is good, but rather unusual in ordi- nary life. Little Janet’s mother had sent her to the corner store to get some fly paper. Janet was a long time in re- turning, and her mother began to feel anxious. Going to the door, she saw the youngster coming up the street, and called: “Janet, have you got the fly paper ?” “No, mother,” said Janet, “its got me, but we are coming together.” “Utellum,” Darby High School, Darby, Penn. The jokes in this magazine are really fine. The one story, “The House of Mystery,” is THE BEACON 141 quite interesting and very good. Never-the-less, the magazine needs a better arrangement of material. Here’s an example of the jokes: Teacher (showing Tommy picture of a deer): “Tommy, surely you know what that picture represents. What does your mother call your father sometimes,” Tommy: “But that don’t look like a pig, sir.” “The Virginian,” Maury High School, Norfolk, Va. One of the stories, “A Romantic Cherry Tree,” is very interesting, and the cut for that department is quite unique. The Athletic Department is not as inter- esting as would be expected from a high school like Maury. “The Comet,” fi ' om Danville High School, Danville, Va., has the makings of a magazine. The literary material is really fine indeed, but there should be a special cut for that department. “Flashlight,” Ashland High School, Ashland, Ohio. It seems that most of the high schools all over the country dedicated their first issue this year to the Freshmen. “Flashlight” did. It really is a fine idea. The editorials are good, but need more real thought put on them in the future. The stories are fine. “The Oracle,” coming from Wood- ward High School, Cincinnati, is another exchange from Ohio. The cover is very attractive, so are the cuts and cartoons, but the editorials need a great deal more work put on them. “The Comus,” Zanesville, Ohio. The make-up of “The Comus” is to be complimented highly and the cover design is an exceptionally fine one. The account of the interview with Mr. Guy Bates Post is very unusual and fine for a school publication. There seems to be no Exchange Department in this issue and that “The Beacon” would like to see added to the coming one. “The Oriole,” from Balitmore City College, is really a wonderful maga- zine. Everything is arranged so at- tractively. The snap-shots of the one game were very effective, placed as they were. “The Times,” Gnadenhutten, Ohio. Although small this paper seems to be quite progressive. “The Somerset Idea,” Somerset, Ky. To be able to claim some of the stars on the Centre College Team as alumni, is quite an honor and some- thing that any school woul d be proud of. “The Beacon” wishes to extend to Somerset High School congratula- tions for that very thing. “The Optimist.” Townsend High School, Collins, Ohio, is a very good paper. “The Lebanon Light,” Lebanon, Ohio. This paper has lots of pep and spirit expi ' essed in its writings. “The Spokesman,” Plant City, Fla. This paper presents the best appear- ance of any school paper we receive. We acknowledge receipt of the fol- lowing: “The Monthly Chronicle,” Episcopal High School, Alexandria, Va. “The Student Echo,” Shenandoah Valley Academy, New Market, Va. “The Missile,” Petersburg High School, Petersburg, Va. “Hi-Times,” Pigeon High School, Pigeon, Mich. “The Academian,” Wesley Collegi- ate Institute, Dover, Del. “High School Breeze,” Blacks- burg, Va. “The Pine Needle,” St. Christo- pher’s School, Richmond, Va. “The Richmond Collegian,” Uni- versity of Richmond, Richmond, Va. “The Flat Hat,” William and Mary College, Williamsburg, Va. “The Hi-Y News,” Michigan City, Ind. “Junto,” Eastern, Pa. “Virginia Tech,” V. P. I., Blacks- burg, Va. 142 THE BEACON “The Magnet,” Owatonna, Minn. “The Ocean Current,” Wacha- preague, Va. “Lawrence High School Budget,” Lawrence, Kansas. Due to lack of space, comments were unable to be made on these ex- changes. Where, oh! where, are “The West- ern,” “The Taj,” “The Pioneer,” “The Torch,” “The John Marshall Record,” “The Live Wire,” “The Easterner,” and a host of other snappy exchanges that used to reach us last year? nice compliment by saying that we enjoyed reading “The Beacon” more than any other of the magazines which we received. — Ocean Current. Your November issue is up to your high standard, and is most attractive and interesting, as all of your num- bers are. “Boy Scouts Abroad” is very well written, we think.- — The Missile. “The Beacon,” Newport News, Va. A well organized paper. — The Key. MISSIONARY WORK WHAT OTHER SCHOOLS THINK OF “THE BEACON” We want to thank the Exchange Editor of “The Beacon” for the kind words which were said about the “Ocean Current” in the November issue. We can honestly pay her a The editorial staff of “The Beacon” has been called on recently to assist in the establishment of magazines in Roanoke, Franklin, and Luray High Schools, and in Radnor, Pennsylvania. The first issue of these magazines are awaited with eager anticipation, tion. “Milkman! Milkman!! Milkman!!!” (Cried the vendor of said liquid.) (Whereupon a little boy emerged from the house with a pail in each hand.) “Hey, Mister,” cried little Willie. “Mama said for you to put the milk in this pan and the water in that one and she’ll mix ’em herself when she gets home.” The experience of ruining a new pair of cream flannels, to the tune of twenty bucks, last summer, while at- tempting to lap up all the punch at a party, according to one of our “Versa- tile” young men, isn’t generally be- lieved to be as great an ordeal as going to see the new girl in a visiting town, and forgetting all about time and having one’s cousin to forget to leave the door unlocked. Roosting with the other night birds is the DISILLUSIONED OUTCOME. “Any young lady having lost chew- ing gum, may have same or pants by calling — ” (Reads an advertisement.) Patron: “Have you any oysters?” Waiter: “Yes, sir.” Patron: “Are they fresh?” Waiter: “I don’t know, Sir, I’ve only been here seven years.” (In Chemistry Class). Leslie: “Turn around, Harry, we’ll go to the Zoo when we want to see animals.” He had been summing up courage all evening to ask the “charming thing” for a dance. She replies: “Yes, you may have th — the — (Oh, joy, “I get a dance,” thinks the blessing all the guardian angels, etc.”) “Yes, you may have the third one- step after the fifth waltz.” (LUCKY?— NOT!!) We read something funny a while ago. Happening to glance at our American literature in the faint hope of preparing a two hour lesson in twelve minutes, we read that one of William Cullen Bryant’s biographers described him as a smooth-faced man. Mildly interested, we turned the next page to look at his picture, and lo and behold! he looked as if he hadn’t shaved in thirteen years! Evidently the photographer had a grudge against Bill and decorated his face with a mattress just for spite. If team-work counts for anything, the singers in chorus period ought to be the greatest in the business. The way they pull e ach other from note to note is something you seldom see and you never hear but once (if you can help it). Cleopatra smuggled herself to Cae- sar in a roll of carpet. As soon as Caesar saw Cleo he began to boast of what he could do. To live up to his boast he fought a battle. Desir- ing to keep a record of the battle, he wrote a book. We’re studying the book . . . Doggone that roll of carpet anyway! While one half of the world is mak- ing New Year’s resolutions, the other half is lying like the mischief to live up to them. Ho! for the time of snow fights, frozen feet, coughs and bad colds! Ugh! “Christmas comes but once a year,” some layman sang. We’d like to say that if it came any oftener, we’d have to pawn the family album. We don’t mind Santa Claus visiting us, but if he brings us another box of bum cigars that we have to swear is the best we’ve ever smoked, we wish he’d stay away! “To be or not to be, that is the question,” and you can take it from us that doggone thing has been the question on all the English exams, this month. It is said that Nero burned Rome to get an inspiration for something to write. But believe the Great Gods of Giddy Greece, we feel that nothing short of Harding resigning can fur- nish us inspiration enough to finish this column. A maiden gaily walked along, She seemed demure and shy, She looked at me with a “baby stare,” — Right then I said “Good-bye.” We fervently pray when we hang our silk socks on the mante lpiece that Santa won’t try to stuff a box of cigars in them, because if he does he might as well include another pair of socks along with the cigars. 144 THE BEACON Don’t It Make You Mad: When you take a girl out to all the dances And you wear out good shoe leather and a lot of patience Trying to show her a good time and you Hire taxicabs galore to save her the trouble of walking and You go broke buying her candy and flowers and expensive Cosmetics and you always get box seats at all the good Shows so that she can see better even if you did prefer sitting In a less conscpicuous place you stand the gaff of the Yokels who think they’re the very essence of youthful Wit when it comes to passing funny remarks about you and The blue-eyed damsel and you cut out dates with all Other females and you even suffer through Chop Suey and Other puzzling dishes and then one night you see A bright little diamond on her finger that some guy in Another town gave her and she tells you that you’re a “nice Kid” and all that kind of stuff and then she moves to the town That this other guy lives in! Gosh, don’t it make you mad? When Christmas Day is over and I’m full of cake and pie, And I’ve eaten such a lot that I can hardly gasp and sigh, At thoughts of time of going to bed I sit right there and quake, For I dread the wee sma‘ hours when I’ll have the stomach ache! The girl who told us that Sir Walter Raleigh was the only real gentleman when he took off his coat and threw it in the mud for somebody to walk on, ought to remember that the only real girl was the one that ordered coffee and cakes at one of these ten-dollar-a-plate restaurants. The maid danced on the burning deck, She held me in a trance, There were no chaperones about, And she cared not how she danced. REMEMBER LOT’S WIFE: 1. When you’re on the front seat of an automobile. 2. During an exam. 3. When some bird pulls a gun on you. We don’t mind some guy asking us the answer to a question on an exam. We don’t mind telling him what the answer is, but when the papers are handed back and he gets “A” on that same question while we get “C,” it makes us plenty sore. Uneasy looks the face that wears a frown. One little letter can start a deuce of a quarrel, but it takes about two dozen of the doggone things to patch it up. 1. He was a young boy. He was a “book-worm.” He always made “A” on every quiz and in class recitation he caused the most sceptical of teach- ers to smile at him in astonishment. He loved to delve in Horace and to yodel of Shakespeare. He could THE BEACON 145 quote Emerson with ease. He kept shy of the deadly female and all bur- lesque shows. He went to college and got five degrees. He finished col- lege and started to look for a job. He got one as a librarian in a town of ten thousand pouplation and drop- ped out of sight. 2. He was a young boy. He read a book every chance he got. At the time of this writing he had read two. In one class he led everyone else in marks. He was the only one in the class. He caused even the most hardened teachers to gasp in aston- ishment at what he did. His favorite stroll was up to the principal’s office. He thought the Declaration of Inde- pendence was written by Shake- speare and that Emerson was a pa- tent medicine. He’d go to see a dif- ferent girl every night and what he didn’t know about burlesque shows would have filled a wrist-watch. He went to college and got a Master’s degree in the Art of Slang. He left college and got a job as the manager of a large brokerage firm. (All those who believe this will kindly have their mental statis looked into.) We’ve heard of people talking about the saddest times in their lives, but we don’t believe any of them can come up to the time when we took a gix-1 out to dinner who had been dieting for a week. The eternal question: “Can she dance ?” Caesar, during his sojourn in Hades, grew tired of the monotony of keeping the fires burning, so he pleaded with Satan to let him visit the Earth disguised as a school boy. Satan complied with his wishes and so Caesar entered school. He took up Latin. After a week of trying to read his books, he cried aloud in despera- tion, “Enough, enough, ye gods, let me hie myself back to Hades as fast as possible. Hades is celestial com- pared to Latin Class!” People can complain about every- thing going up, but we’d like to bring this sad fact before the public, that the only thing that hasn’t gone up is our class marks. And, at present outlooks, they’re doomed to stay down. A kiss is something that a youth strives for, a maid desires, and a humorist fills up his column writing about. “For everything you gain, you lose something,” said Emerson when he left his new automobile out in front of his house and somebody swiped his spare tire. You agree with the teacher because it’s best. You agree with your parents because you have to. You agree with a girl because it’s diplo- macy. Beware of the deadly female, All of them are phoney, They run you into bankruptcy, And then want alimony. Scott wrote his works to kill debts. Emerson wrote his works to kill ignorance. Poe wrote his works to kill time. Caesar wrote his works to kill us. Our idea of a gentlemen is one who takes a girl to a dance and on the way has to fix two punctures, and when he gets to the dance and finds the girl can’t dance, he sits out all of them with her and then when he takes her home he swears that he’s had the time of his life. j 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ■ 1 1 1 1 1 til 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 L£ I E Office Phones: 363-J and 97 ; I | Pier Phone: 363-W | | = Night Calls : 796 J and 320-J E E ESTABLISHED 1898 E | I WARWICK MACHINE I i | COMPANY | j — All Classes of = | Marine Engineering 1 : Office and Main Shops: = ! E Twenty-fourth Street and Virginia Avenue = j = Pier and Shop: E | E Foot of Thirty-second Street = E = | Fresh Water Furnished | E = | NEWPORT NEWS, : VIRGINIA, U. S. A. | 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ■ 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 ■ i irz A man may be down but he’s never out, — -not if he reads “The Beacon” THE BEACON 147 It was in class. They were dis- cussing synonyms for money. Some- one suggested “filthy lucre.” Another suggested “unclean long green.” Then a modest youth in the corner arose and said “dirty lire.” And he wondered why the teacher sent him from the room. One thing that struck us kind of funny at the Maury game was the fact that Maury sold us tickets over here for fifty cents while over in Norfolk everyone was admitted for thirty-five cents. We suppose that Maury wanted to make sure of “beating” us one way or the other. We lost a cuff link the other day and put a notice on the bulletin board. But it didn’t come back. We lost a fountain pen and did the same thing. We never heard of it again. We lost a hat and went again to the bulletin board. Heard we naught of it. We lost a Caesar and didn’t mention it to a soul. And the darn thing was returned to us the next day! Well, folks, here’s wishing you the merriest of Christmases and the hap- piest of New Years. May you and your school prosper during the in- coming year as much as it has in the past. May you turn out people who will maintain to the highest degree the best traditions of this school. Infuse yourself with the Christmas spirit, spread that kindly spirit about, you will be repaid manifold. Put your whole heart and spirit into Christ- mas this year, enjoy it to the utmost, it may be the last one that all of you will enjoy together, since many of you go out in February and June. We close the col umn wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. A SONG FROM THE SQUAD If you’re feeling bad or down in the mouth, Or feeling infernally blue, Or if you orate in language uncouth Of a busted rib or two, If you go to the coach, whether early or late, And tell him a cure you pine, He’ll look at you and deliberate And say, “Bring the Iodine.” Whether it’s a ligament sprained, or a broken nose, Or an arm that’s badly bent, Or whether you’re minus a couple of of toes, Or merely your breath is spent, You may be so sick as to think you’re “done,” Or you may have a twisted spine, But as sure as the coach looks at you, my son, He’ll say, “Bring the Iodine!” Iodine, you may rave at its sting And tell all the world your hate, But to the coach its accounted a heavenly thing, And you’ll get it sooner or late. We’ll bet when the coach departs from here And rests in a coffin of pine, He’ll rise up from his solemn bier And say, “Bring the Iodine!” “Is Bertha afraid of bugs and mice ?” “Not she! 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A class meeting has recently been held and the following members of the class were elected to the follow- ing: Class Creed John Marshall Class History Emanuel Falk Class Prophet Sarah Cohen Class Poet Evelyn Ryce Presentation Norman Bradburn Class Will Asher Baker We also at this meeting chose Dark Brown and Orange for our Class Col- ors and appointed the following com- mittees : Committee for Pennant: Bradburn, Sarah Cohen, and Wray Martin. Committee for Class Present: Bradburn, Chairman; William Taylor, and Virginia Webb. In the meeting to plan the Bazaar it fell our lot to manage the fruit booth, and plans are under way in the class to make this one of the most attractive and best booths of the great occasion. 4-A CLASS There is so much news in the class of us That you can hardly find the begin- ning of us. Business: The new members of the Student Council for this year are Genevieve Bonnewell and Adolph Lefkowitch. Thomas Bland is acting chairman, from our room, for the Bazaar in connection with the Student Council. While speaking of the Bazaar, we may say that the Senior 4-A’s will have charge of the “Tea Room” and are now planning to make it a great success. Pleasure: The Hallowe’en Dance and the stunt given for Good English will be written up in the other news. Look in News Department! Here we take the opportunity, car- pe diem, to tell Frances Woodhonse again for the class what an enjoy- able time we had at her home. You may wish to know of what we are speaking. Well, she entertained the class with a card party, and after playing some- time, some of the girls read fortunes fro mthe cards. Then, of course, we had loads of good eats. Yum-yum! Thanks again. Another thing of interest would have happened on Armistice Day but — it rained. The class had planned a “Hai-e and Hound Chase” into the woods, ending by cooking our lunch over open fires. 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A Christmas Savings Account means plenty of money for the [ whole family next Christmas. i THE JEFFERSON BANK I 2504 Jefferson Avenue 2909 Washington Avenue I Originators of Christmas Clubs in Newport News ' When “The Beacon” is distributed people stop work to read it 151 THE BEACON decided to take a “pound of beef- steak” for his lunch.) The final re- sult was, — Travis and Chewning plod- ding through the rain from then end of the Hilton car line to Morrison, only to find that the chase had been called off. Say, ask Travis what his proposed costume for a rainy day was? There are several other affairs planned for the near future, but you must wait until next time. Hallowe’en Dance On Friday, the thirtieth of October, at Mrs. Wise’s Hall, the 4-A Class diked out in style for a Hallowe’en Ball. Everything was there from the ghosts to spooks and clowns; a perotte in mosquito net and girls in gayish gowns. A fairy slight and airy for whom a perotte lost his heart; some stunning Gypsies who were really works of art; a terrible painted clown and a lovely Indian girl, who sat off in the corner with no thought of this old world; there was devil and pirate, and soldier and a sailor too; some sweet colonial maidens, a black cat that wouldn’t mew. A cruel chef who glared at the greatly frightened “hog,” said he’d love to grind him up to make a fat hot dog. The band, a “meek” civil- ian who would really rather dance. And here we ask a question, “Did he, when he had the chance?” They played wild games and danced and drank a little punch. The boys for- got the ice cream so dry cake they had to munch. The lights were low and here and there behind a distant post peeped the pale and boney fea- tures of a ghastly ghost. A black witch wrote fortunes while her gob- lins sneaked about, on colorless slips of paper which she gently handed out. And each one read his fate with much terror in his breast; a dainty little fairy got the prize for read- ing hers the best. But sad to say, before the fun was really half way ended, the dreaded hour of midnight upon them fast ascended. So home they went, but when it comes to hav- ing fun we’ll say, give it to the 4-A Class, they always know the way. 3-B, BOOM 3 This is Thanksgiving Eve and of course we are all happy ’n everything. Our room has been busy planning a dance for the holidays and we expect to have a “rousing good time.” The delegates elected for helping the Bazaar are: Dorothy Ryce, Basil Sawyer, Bessie Smith, and Louise Marx, class expects to do its “bit” and help make the Bazaar a big suc- cess. We all had a wonderfully good time at the Big Maury Game, but here is a little incident that happened to some of us from Room 3. Going towards the Naval Base after the game about 120 of us were on the car yelling, rahing, etc., and the motor- man got so rattled the car gave a terrific jolt and the lights went out and the next thing we knew the car had jumped completely off the track. Luckily none of us were hurt. We all tumbled off the car and banged on the doors of a store. The manager opened the door and we all went in and bought lots of cakes and candy. Well, we waited about fifteen minutes for another car and soon were on our way. We missed the 6 o’clock ferry and waited 50 miutes for another; about that time 5 more cars came and they were full of other belated “Walter Reeders.” The ferry was full and we sang and had a splendid time coming home. We were all tired, thirsty and dirty, but were hap- py. Did we have a good time? We’ll say so! See ROY ALL and See Better Have You Purchased Barclay Sons One of Our HOT BLAST HEATERS? JEWELERS AND OPTICIANS They Save Coal and Heat Satisfactory 3004 Washington Avenue Parker, Buxton Spencer Newport News, Va. 212-214 Twenty-eighth Street i JEWELRY” IS THE LASTING GIFT f j i i j COMPLIMENTS OF j P. w, j i i j HIDEN | Garner Company FRANK ROTH The Store for Dad and PLUMBER AND the Boys SHEET METAL WORKER 2714 Washington Avenue NEWPORT NEWS, - VIRGINIA 308 Twenty-eighth Street E. P. WARREN COMPANY Plumbing and Heating 223 28th Street Phone 1408 You are safe in dealing with an advertiser in The Beacon THE BEACON 153 3-A, ROOM 4 Everyone is quite interested in preparation for the Bazaar. Our class will have charge of the “Baby- Doll Booth” and everyone is exerting great effort to make our booth a suc- cess. Miss Edna Burks is chairman of the committee in charge of the preparations and with this capable young lady at the helm, we are sure to be successful. The girls of our class were quite successful in selling tags for the Orchestra Drive. 2-A, ROOM 8 Room 8 wishes to announce that a very enjoyable note passing circle was held in the Library, November 29, about the poem in “The Beacon:” Little Willie Rose Little Willie sat on a pin Little Willie Rose. between four members of our class. Our delegates to the Bazaar are Alberta Gary, a moth eater of great prominence, and Gladys Gillett, the class vamp. A prominent member of our class, Robert Edwards, by name, has taken a great affection to Katherine Henkel, who he calls “His Blue Eyed Darling.” The class gives three cheers and we hope he may win success. 2-A, ROOM 9 Room 9 has elected its class officers for this term of 1920-21. The new President is Mr. Alton White; our Vice-President, Mr. Rudolph Hart- well, and our Secretary and Treasurer, Miss Mary Street. We also elected a member to the Student Council, who is Miss Lillian Powell. We expect our Sophomore year to be just as full of pep as our Fresh- man year — and a substantial bank ac- count also. 2-B, ROOM 6 Room 6 has elected as its repre- sentatives in the Student Council Carl Andrews and Lucille Hunnicutt, in whom we have a great deal of con- fidence. We know that they will do their part well at the meetings and will do everything possible for the welfare of our class. Virginia Daugh- trey and Grace Giannotti have also been elected to the Bazaar committee. Both of the 11-B Classes will have a “Candy Booth” in the Bazaar. Mrs. Whissen is our adviser, and we are sure that with such a splendid one we will have the best one of the booths. 2-A, ROOM 10 At a class meeting held by the 2-A Grade in Room 10, the following offi cers were elected: President Douglass Pitt Secretary-Treasurer .. Pauline Collins Representatives to Student Coun- cil: Robert Cosby, Pauline Collins. Margaret McMullen and Nan Kurtz have been appointed on the Bazaar committee from Room 10. We then voted for a chairman of this commit- tee and Nan Kurtz spoke to the class on Wednesday morning, November 24, about the preparations for the Bazaar, and we were glad to hear that Miss Ivy and Mr. Baird were of the committee for getting flowers for the 2-A booth. 1-B, ROOM 11 The Class of 1-B, Room 11, held a special meeting for the purpose of electing officers and they were elected as follows: President Elmer Jensen Vice-President Amanda Gray Treasurer Kathleen Kessler Secretary Dorothy Pullen High School Confectionery Cor. 25th St. and Wickham Ave. Just Across from School SCHOOL TRADE A SPECIALTY Wertheimer Co. Men’s, Beys’, and Children’s Suits and Overcoats Furnishing Goods of All Descriptions NEWPORT NEWS, - VIRGINIA BROADWAY STORE E. A. Wright Company Broad and Huntington Streets Headquarters for Philadelphia, Pa. Dry Goods, Shoes and ENGRAVERS, PRINTERS Furnishing Goods STATIONERS Commencement Invitations 2905-7 Washington Dance Programs, Calling Cards, Avenue Stationery, Class Jewelry, Menus, Leather Souvenirs, Wedding Sta- NEWPORT NEWS, - VIRGINIA tionery. Little Cinderella says: Our WORD is our BOND SHE IS RIGHT For Jewelry of Quality GO TO PALMER’S FAIRY BREAD Your Grocer Gets it Fresh From Our Ovens Twice Daily The Health Food Baking Company, Inc. VIENNA AND RYE BREAD FAIRY POUND CAKE There’s no need to be puzzled about the place to get GOOD goods, read “The Beacon” ads. THE BEACON 155 Amanda Gray and Elmer Jensen for the Student Council and Dorothy Pullen and Kathleen Kessler for the Bazaar representatives. 1 -A, ROOM 13 E. R. will talk herself to death telling- residents of the city that she keeps Mr. Alexander’s office, if her friends do not get busy and help her. (Let us save her life.) Wanted to know: Why does P. M. make such high marks on History ? Answer: There are some boys who can surely vamp. We sincerely wish that R. T. would take charge of the “Rats” and will into our wooden heads some of her own (intelligence) ? R. B. and others fell down the steps the other day. I bet a few of our citizens would like to know where they obtained it. Mr. A.: Why is it that babies are so much smarter than grown people ? Mr. B.: I don’t know. Mr. A.: Because they say words their elders can not understand. Heard in Math. Class: Miss G.: Now, girls and boys, let’s all be quiet while I run through the roll. 1-A, ROOM 14 The committee that was appointed from Room 14 for the Bazaar con- sisted of Helen Roach and Elizabeth Smith. We are bending every effort to make our booth in the Bazaar a suc- cess. Our booth is to illustrate the Fancy Work of the pupils. We hope to make it 100%. Heard in 1-A Liter ary Society: First Freshie: I wonder why Mr. R. has so many love selections in the program ? Second Freshie: Maybe that’s the only way he can get it. The class meeting of Room 14 met Friday, November 19, and rendered a very interesting program. Most all of our class went to Nor- folk Friday. We left Newport News on the Virginia at 1:55 and arrived in Norfolk about 3 o’clock. We yelled and hollered all the way through Norfolk and at last arrived at the ball park just in time to get seated before the game. The game was carried on with vim and of course we came away with victory. After the game we got on the car and started for Pine Beach. We had not gone far when the car jumped off of the track and whirled crossways the street. After a while we saw another car coming so we got on that and arrived at Pine Beach after dark. After a tiresome wait the ferry arrived and took us across to the Boat Harbor and from there we wene to our homes very tired. 1-A, ROOM 15 One new student was enrolled dur- ing the month. The class selected a committee of two to help in making arrangements for the High School Bazaar to be held in December. Ethel Davis was elected chairman, assisted by Margaret Chapin. 1-A will have charge of the “Fancy Work Booth.” Each member stands ready to help make this a great success. Even though we have just entered the high school this year, it stands very near our hearts, and we are ever ready to keep up the standard of the dear old high. Last Thursday our class held its annual Literary Society meeting. Two members were fined for not preparing their part, so let each member take warning and be ready to do his bit. Two members were elected for the Student Council: Wilton King and Margaret Duncan. J. REYNER SON, Inc. BUTCHERS AND SHIP CHANDLERS Twenty-fifth St. and Washington Ave. Newport News, Va. Telephone 654 for That Eureka Electric Vacuum Cleaner Only $45.00 COLONIAL ELECTRICAL CO., Inc, 220 Twenty-eighth Street W. H. Williamson, Prop. WILLIAMSON’S DISTINCTIVE FOOTWEAR 2702 Washington Avenue PHONE 298 NEWPORT NEWS, - VIRGINIA Newport News, Va. Family Shoe Store The Home of Good School Shoes FAMILY SHOE STORE 29th Street and Washington Avenue D. Errett Bradner, Mgr. Memorize 51 — AMBULANCE CALLS FUNERAL DIRECTOR W. E. Rouse The Crescent Electric Corporation MAZDA LAMPS, MOTORS HEATING APPLIANCES 3307 Washington Avenue Telephone 442 Service — Our Motto SOUTHLAND STUDIO The Leading PHOTOGRAPHERS 128 Twenty-fifth Street Phone 1848 A reliable firm saves yon money. All the firms in “The Beacon’’ are reliable THE BEACON 157 ROOM 17 All the seventh grades will have a volley ball each, in the near future. Then, nearly every class will have about two teams, and there will be quite a number of games. The seventh grades have charge of the tickets for the school Bazaar. Our class may have a fishing pond; at any rate, we will have one booth; and besides this, we hope to sell the most tickets. ROOM 18 Under the supervision of Miss Moore, the seventh grade department has organized an Athletic Associa- tion. The officers elected were Cecil West, President; Julius Johnson, Vice- President; Eulah Massey, Secretary, and Winifred Leyland, Treasurer. We have also our Literary Society. The name decided on was, “The Wide Awake Literary Society.” Our col- ors are Blue and Gold. The officers elected were: Maynard Goodman, Presidnet; Elsie Davis, Vice-Presi- dent; Georgia Brith, Secretary and Iris Robertson, Treasurer. The girls in our class have been divided into two long-ball teams, the first team under Mildred Baylor and the second under Iris Robertson. The boys of the seventh grade department have organized a foot ball team. Many exciting games of long-ball are played, from which we usually emerge the victor. The delegates chosen from our room for the Bazaar were: Elsie Davis, Lorah Brewer, Maynard Good- man and James Taylor. vaeir — This Old and Reliable Bank has grown to be a great power in the community, and so may you if you will only make the beginning, and the best way to start is through small, systematic savings in this bank. We add 4% and you can see the balance grow CITIZENS AND MARINE BANK We are interested in Better Schools and Better Homes 30 07 - 3009 WASHINGTON HDnE FTJRNllSh-k FlS Capital Ready-to-Wear House, Inc. 2910-12 Washington Avenue, Newport News, Va. FASHIONABLE MILLINERY AND WEARING APPAREL FOR LADIES, MISSES AND CHILDREN Highest Qualities Moderate Prices When does a man become mad? When he can’t get “The Beacon” Heard on Briarfield Road. Slick City Fellow: “See that hill over there ? It’s a bluff.” Farmer Stafford: “Yeh? See that cow over there ? It’s all bull.” Kissing a woman, so says a wise man, is like getting olives out of a bottle. The first is always hard. After that — . “How did your little brother hurt himself?” “Oh, we were playing, ‘Who can lean out of the window fartherest,’ an’ he won.” We pray that the time is near at hand when a person can safely walk down the hall without having ’our big ’n strong Joe,’ rush up to us and without poetic license, recite: “I see you lovely liquid blue eyes.” (Mother, to restless daughter of six): “Be still, child, Doctor wants to take your temperature.” Child: “Will he give it back?” “Have you ever heard the story of the three eggs?” “TOO BAD!” Eloquent young man: “Darling, let me look at your pearly teeth, en- cased in those beautiful rosebud lips of velvety.” Kid Brother’s voice — (from under the sofa): “Take ’em out, Sis, so he can get a good look at ’em.” Some fellows go to college to spe- cialize in Higher Mathematics; that is — the study of FIGURES. “Have you heard the scandal in town? You haven’t?” “Why a young lady and two young gentlemen were found hanging around the garage corner of Twenty — St., at two-thirty this morning — “It was Lizzy Ford and the two Dodge Brothers.” A man died and went to Heaven. St. Peter asked him how he got there. He answered: “I had the flu.” “Pansy, what’s the sign when your nose itches?” “Chile, dat’s de sign company’s coming.” “Well, what’s the sign when your head itches?” “Dat’s de sign that company’s done come.” IN AN ART GALLERY He calls it a portrait of a lady, He is alone in his belief. The artists say it’s no portrait, And — the ladies say it’s no lady. AUSTRIANS B. A. FERRY CO. THE CLEANERS, Inc. 233 Twenty-eighth Street 3105 Washington Avenue OFFICE SUPPLIES Desks, Safes, Typewriters Agents Burroughs Adding Machines Phone 141 A. B. 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If you saw it in a “Beacon” ad., it’s certainly so THE BEACON 161 She lay in his arms And snuggled her head Against his cheek — A rush of emotion Surged through her — Tenderly he caressed And she closed Her eyes in delight. “Poor kitty, did I Step on your tail?” — Siren. So Have Many of Us! “Can you help me clean house, Mandy?” “No’m; can’t come. I’se jined the ’sociation of de Folded Hands.” — Life. The Prodigy. At seventeen he was graduated from Princeton. At eighteen he was taking a post- graduate course at Yale— But! He had never kissed a girl. He had never seen a musical com- edy. He had never shook a shimmy. So! he was not so wise after all. (English Tommy): “I raise you a pound.” (American Smoky Doughboy, who has four aces in his hand): “I’se don’t know nothing ’bout yo’alls pound — but I bumps yo off a ton.” — Ex. “Well,” said Smuggs, “I think many dogs have more sense than their masters.” “Yes,” chimed in Craggs, “I have a dog like that myself.” And yet he couldn’t understand why they laughed. “Wanted— a new TOOTH!” Miss Ivy: “What’s that book you’re reading?” Virginia Henderson: “The Last days of Pompeii.” Miss Ivy: “What did he die of?” Virginia: “An eruption.” (Homely young Miss who got on car and lost her car book): “You’ll have to let me ride to school on my face.” Polite Conductor: “Why-er-er cer- tainly, it’s not far.” Christmas Eve. Wife: “The tree is certainly well trimmed.” Hubby: “So am I.” — Ex. (Hard boiled mother to a young man who persists in showing atten- tion to her daughter) “All right, you may call upon my daughter tonight, but remember — the lights go out promptly at ten thirty.” (The young man.) “Fine, I’ll be there at ten thirty.” Oh! The Horrible Thing! “Remem- ber, dear, I always love like this;” she sighed as she nestled a little closer to him. “Yes! Yes!” murmured he absently, “so I have heard!” Wifey: “How do you like my hasty pudding ?” Hubby: “Hasty me eye; it must have taken a month for this concrete to set. — Ex. Lady Caller: “Little girl, you must be a great help to mother.” Little Girl: “Yes’m, I count the spoons after the company’s gone.” Phone 1071 FEDERAL SYSTEM OF BAKERIES Quality Bread through and through, inside and outside, the best made 558 Twenty-fifth Street 903 25th Street; 210 28th Street 348 Church Street, Norfolk, Va. BLOTTERS GIVEN AWAY Call for as many as you wish HULL HULL OPTOMETRISTS AND OPTICIANS 132 26th St., Newport News, Ya. 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The voice of the city retreats in despair For nature’s music is filling - the air. Free! yes free — I am at last — Societies imprisoned days are past; And I stretch myself upon the cool green grass As again I think of the barefoot lass, Who finds beauty and joy in living things And exclaims, “My lot is greater than a King’s.” Alone, alone — in the open air While life and beauty is everywhere ? No! Not alone — there’s a realm at my feet And I am monarch of all I meet. EMMA TEANEY, June, ’21. Reminisence On winter nights when the fire grows low And the earth is covered with a blanket of snow, I sit and gaze at the coals as they die And by my thoughts go back where past memories lie, I think of some, I used to love, Of some one dear I will always love. As the fire goes out and the earth grows old, And the memory of others is dead and cold, When the glowing embers have flickered and died; And nothing but sadness in all thoughts abide, There will still be deep in each mortal’s heart Remembrance of some one which can never depart. SARAH S. BERKELEY. Clothing Hats, Caps BURCHER’S J. C. GORSUCH CO. WHERE THE STYLES COME FROM 2607 Washington Avenue Druggists Newport News, Va. Home of Society Brand Clothes Washington Ave. Gents’ Furnishings Tailoring NEWPORT NEWS, - VIRGINIA H. B. Walker Sons Brabrand Skou MEN’S FURNISHINGS WHOLESALE Mariners’ Supplies a Specialty FLOUR, FEED AND PRODUCE 208-210 Twenty-third Street Oil Clothing, Rubber Boots, Shoes, Tobaccos, Watches, Clocks, Stationery, Etc. 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