Peabody High School - Peabody Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 76 of the 1925 volume:

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Loyal in name, loyal in deed Good common sense is the theme of his creed. BARMEN, EDWARD Varsity Baseball '22, '23, '24, Varsity Football '24, Soccer Football '22, '23, Basketball '21, '22, '23, Class Swimming ls he himself or is he his hrother That's what we all ask one another. BARMEN, HARRY Baseball '22, '23, '24, Basketball '22, '24, '25, Football '24, Class Swimming '22, Soccer Football '22, '23. Always handy. always there You can fiml him anywhere. BARNARD, FRANK Tech Club '22, Orchestra '22, '23, '24, '25 A music making optimist His little Jokes none can resist. BARTLEY, HARRY Civic Association, Chemistry Club. Now he talks, and now he's gay Makes you laugh continually. BEAMER, RUTH Costume and Millinery Design Clu b, Dramatic Club. Quiet. steady. friendly too, Always has a smile for you. BECKER, FREDA With High Honor, Friendship Club, Book Club, Student Assembly '23. Always gay and always bright School work is her chief delight. BELL, JAMES Civic Association 22, 23, 24, Council 22, Secretary of Civic Assembly 24, Hi-Y., Chairman Social Committee 12-B, Vice President 12-A, Chairman Study Hall 23, Honor Society. Our Jimmy has both looks and brains His leadership no one disdains. BERMAN, ALFRED A sturdy student, full of facts XYith thoughtlessness he never acts. BLUMER, SADIE You may look in the East or in the lVest, But the truest of friends you'll find her the best. BOYD, ANNA M. Friendship Club, Costume Millinery Design Club, Chairman Social Service Committee. X In clubs of girls and sewing bands She holds out friendly helping hands. BRYSON, HELEN Big Sister, Scholastic Standing, Student Assembly, Social Committee. Pretty, versatile and bright And we'll say she's quite all right. CAPOZZI, EDITH Part Time, Board of Trade. A cheery, happy little girl Always keeps you in whirl. CASPER, CATHERINE Part Time, Board of Trade. Dainty, delicate and neat In manner, she is very sweet. CHENNEY, DOROTHY Friendship Club, Dramatic Club. Not so tall, and not so small Her personality delights us all. CRISTIE, HARDING Swimming Team 24, 12-B Social Com- mittee, Traffic Squad. He'1l climb the ladder of success And there, we hope find happiness. CLOSKY, BEN - Football 21, 22, 23, 24, Baseball 21, 22, 24, Basketball 21, 22, 24. Often has he saved the day When in midst of fierce array COLL, ALFRED Filibustering in his trade The Civics lesson he delayed. CONNALLY, MARY Civic Association 21, 23, Book Club fChairman of Program Committee 24, 251, Wellesley Club, Secretary Debating Club, Peabody Committee, National ' Honor Society, Friendship Club, Big Sister, Secretary of Interclub Committee. When as a lawyer she will begin VVe know that every case she'll win. CORBOY, VINCENT He has that wonderful smile That makes life so worth while. CORNFORTH, FLORENCE Big Sister, Friendship Club, Book Club Dramatic Club. With golden hair and eyes of brown She's never known to wear a frown. COUNAHAN, NORBERT He talks in such a positive way You must believe the things he says. CRAWFORD, KATHERINE Book Club, Friendship Club, Big Sister, Debating Club. Tall and stately, hair of gold Falling in a waving fold DANNER, WILLIAM He waits for E. Z. every day Wonder what on earth they say. DAUB, EMIL'IE Friendship Club, Big Sister, Dramatic Club, Civic Association. Eyes of blue and auburn hair When mischief's up, she's always there. DE VIA, ALMA Board of Trade, Part Time. Always to do some good deed That is her most happy creed. DE NINNO, WILLIAM When with mrirth he shakes his head Has Colonel K the word form said? I DIEBOLD, FERDINAND Swimming Squad 22, 23, 24, Scholastic Standing Committee, Traffic Squad, Building and Grounds Committee, Technical Club, Sporting Editor. Of all the boys in our class, None him in talking can surpass. EVERSMANN, ESTHER Board of Trade, Part Time. Quietly, willingly she does her work And never once was known to shirk. EYMAN, WAYNE 12-A Ring Committee, Hi-Y. Club, As- sembly'22, 24, Board of Trade. The E in Eyman stands for eat For this he asks you wfhcn you meet. FALLER, DOROTHY Quiet and steady, honest and true Always a cheerful answer for you. FINGOLD, REUBEN ' Music Club, Student Assembly. A real Arabian riddle Of him we know but little. FLETCHER, MAY Board of Trade, Part Time. Good and faithful, kind and true Just the very pal for you. FORREST, ELIZABETH Zoology Club. Always with a gladsome smile Spreading sunshine all the while. FORTESCUE, JANE Book Club, Friendship Club. Faithful is 'her middle name We are sure that Jane will prove the same l 1 l W 1 f if il rr FOSTER, LEWIS NVhat seems to puzzle all the girls Is Where did Foster get those curls FRAZIER, JACK Well liked by those who know him best Whether serious or in jest. FRIEDBERG, GILBERT Makes many friends and keeps them too A thing which most of us can't do. GEEGAN, SYLVIA Book Club, Friendship Club. Not so well known as some have been But fine without and fine within. GILMORE, CHARLES Happy go lucky and carefree A pleasant companion is he. GOLDBERG, EDWARD Debating Club, Musiq Club, Technical Club, Reception Committee. In all his studies he doth shine In Latin he's specially fine. GORGAS, LOLA Lola is neat and cheery too And sure does shine in parlez-vous. GRIER, JANET Big Sister, Zoology Club, Costume Mil- linery Design Club, Dramatic Club, Drama League, Representative in As- sembly. Cherry with her eyes so blue Suitors never fail to woo. GUCKERT, JOHN Publicity Committee, Baseball 22, Cap- tain 23, Basketball Squad 22. In Civics he disturbs the peace His talking he does never cease. GUNNING, JOHN Board of Trade, Part Time. He does his work with conscious care And has a character most rare. GUNNING, MARGARET Board of Trade, Part Time Honest, sensible and bright Is always ready to recite. GUTHOEHRLEIN, OSCAR And now we speak of Cuthoehrlein, In History Seven, he did shine. HANEY, MILDRED Board of Trade, Part Time. That good things come in small packages Has been said for many ages. HARRISON, GEORGINA She is tall and dignified, And has reason for some pride. HAWN, ROBERT Ever in his place when the bell does ring And of his promptness we must sing. HENNIGER, CARL President 12-B Class, Secretary Assem- bly and Council 23, Chairman of Study Hall 23, 24, Ring Committee, Lunch Committee, Reception Committee. He leads the best society With brains and live propriety. aaa , if , ,r 3, lsr P- ff QE -v 1 T nil aaa l 5' HENNIGER, JAMES Student Assembly, Student Council, Ring Committe, Chairman Study Hall, Chairman Building and Grounds Com- mittee, Scholastic Standing Committee. He is a friend, loyal and true Would never think of deceiving you. HUNTER, BLANCHE Big Sister, Board of Trade, Friendship Club, Part Time. Pleasant. cheerful, jolly too, Never see her looking blue. HUNTSMAN, CARL Hi-Y. Club, Football 22, 23, Varsity Football 24. Jolly and so full of fun, Carl's career has just begun. JOHNSTON, FRANK Frank, you see, is quite well named, For honesty he is far famed. , JONES, SARAH Friendship Club, Big Sister, Book Club, Civic Asso ' t' ciaion, Zoology Club, As- sembly. Still waters run deep , Is the motto Sarah doth keep. JosE, FRED Varsity Track Team 24, Class Swim- ming 23. Like his brother in manner and deed, For such folk we well have need. JOSE, PAUL Reception Committee. Paul is quiet, we must say, But does his work well, day by day, JACKSON, ELSIE ' Board of Trade, Part Time. She does her work with greatest care, And with her brains few can compare. KEEVICAN, RICHARD Orchestra 21, 22, Student Assembly, Part Time, Board of Trade. His remarks are full of wit, And in the classroom always fit. KELSEY, MARGARET Class Swimming 22, Swimming 23, Captain 24, Class Basketball 21, Mil- linery Costume Design Club. If all wlho swim could swim like she, VVhat a team we'd have at Peabody. KLEIN, ESTELLE VVhen in doubt about the style, Look at Estelle for a while. KRUMPE, MILDRED Quiet, steady, gentle, kind, Has an intellectual sort of mind. LAFFERTY, MARGARET Scholastic Standing Committee, Pub- licity Committee, Wellesley Club, Big Sister, Friendship Club, Peabody Committee, Chorus, Reception Commit- tee, Girls Glee Club. Anything from Bach to XVagner's Ring , She can play or she can sing. LAMOANT, JOHN Assembly. Tho' john was once a quiet boy, Now he fills his days with joy. R LEITZ, KATHERINE Varsity Track 22, 23, 24, Girls Class Baseball 22, Girls Varsity Baseball 23, Board of Trade, Part Time. A spry little girl who is working to be, An athlete of fame in stenography. LENON, RUTH Chairman Social Service, Frinedship Club Cabinet 23, 24, 25, Big Sister, Delegate to Nephewin, 12-B Social Committee, Swimming, Peabody Com- mittee, Book Club, Botany Club, Zool- ogy Club, Music Club, Dramatic Club, Information Bureau '23-'24, Writer of News and Alumni for the Civitan, '23 to 25. Our news reporter now appears With latest news she fills our ears. for W V l 3' LEVENSON, ROSALIND Big Sister, Friendship Club, Botany Club, Zoology Club, Dramatic Club. Stepping fast in flapper gate, She dresses like a fashion plate. LEWIS, VIRGINIA Civic Association '22, '24, Friendship Oluli, Cabinet, Look Out Committee, Wellesley 'Club, Big Sister, Scholastic Standing Committee. Her winning smile, her laughter gay, Will make you' love her more each day. LINDSAY, CHARLES 12-A Social Committee, Traffic Squad, Technical Club, Hi-Y. Compound of jollity, frolic and fun, Relished a joke and rejoiced in a pun. LIPSITZ, ANNA Big Sister, Dramatic Club, Drama League, Friendship Club. Anna is a steady girl, Never seems to be a-whirl. LOUIK, MAURICE With High Honor Hi.-Y Club. Technical Club, Varsity Debating Club, '24, Reception Commit- tee He knows whatever he is asked And ever ably does his task. LOWENSTEIN, SAMUEL His merry heart goes all the day, And chases all your cares away. MALONEY, CHARLES Altho he has not much to say He's right on the job every single day. MANOR, CAROILYN Assembly. Scholastic Standing Commit- tee, Biz Sister, Costume Millinery and Design Club. - ' With hair so fair and eyes so blue, A Clear as roses washed with dewg MAURO, EMMA Board of Trade, Pfart Time. Inst being kind is enough to say And this she does from day to day. MERCHANT, WILLIAM Civic Association. Before yon'd think he had begun, His cheerful hands the work had done MILLER, CORA Board of Trade, Part Time. She does her best in all her work, And never once was known to slnrk. MILLSTINE, HERMAN Herman is honest and steady lVith his work l1e's always ready. MINTEER, HENRY Board of Trade, Part Time. Always bright and always cheery Of his jokes we never weary. MITCHELL, ISABELLE Does her work with a will And displays a modest skill. MOORE, KATHRYN Track 22, 23, 24, Swimming 22, Base ball 23, Friendship Club, Book Club. Kathryn works with all her heart And never fails to do her part MORGAN, MARGARET She works and works and works There-'s never a task she shirks. MCCLYMONDS, KATHRYN Leaders Club, Track 22, 23, 24, Class Basketball 24, Friendship Club, Big Sister, Debating Club, Book Club. A cheerful, willing earnest student, Ever wise and ever prudent. MCTURK, JEAN She always greets you with a smtile Few keep as cheerful all the while. NEILL, KATHRYN Book Club. She's that quiet, energetic sort, Admiring gaiety and sport. NEWBY, VERONICA Board of Trade, Part Time. We like her for her winning ways, And hope that sunshine fills her days. O NEIL, MARGARET Friendship Club, Big Sister, Book Club, Music Club, Debating Club, Zoology Club, Former Wellesley Club, Drama- tic Club, Chorus 22, 23, 24, Peabody Committee, Student Assembly 23. Jolly and so full of life She'll make some man a splendid wife. PACELLA, HELEN Friendship Club, Board of Trade, Part Time. Her winning ways are quite prime We're sorry she's here only part time. PARSONS, ELEANOR The manager of our swimming team Is held by all in high esteem. PITCAIRN, MARY VIRGINIA Like an Irish rambler sure, Mary Virginia, sweet and demure. PLUNKETT, MARGARET Margaret has not much to say, And says it in a pleasant way. RAMSEY, MAY Board of Trade, Part Time, Glee Club, Chorus. Like an elfish little sprite May is always gay and bright. RAU, WILLIAM Dramatic Club, Class Play 24, Peabody Committee. Actor, poet, writer too, Always has a laugh for you. RENWICK, BARBARA Book Club, Friendship Club, Big Sister, Dramatic Club. I-Iere's our little English rose, Spreads good cheer where'r she goes. REYNOLDS, FLORENCE Costume, Millinery and Design Club, Debating Club, Friendship Club. S'he's a very helpful friend, Her cheerfnlness doth never end. RICHEY, HENRIETTA This indeed all teachers state Her Work is always up to date. RIDER, JAMES Social Committee, Reception Cammittee. It seems that James cannot be spared When socials for us are prepared, ROLLINS, RUTH Big Sister. Giving cross words all the while From the puzzle so in style. ., .H rw- . t . . ,, sf ,X C A, -if f'. Ti?'l'f 'l?'???T'1 ' fe .Q r L - 4 1 A -3. wf:.,:,--', 3 . Q , ll V7 ROTHMAN, ANNA Botany Club, Zoology Club, Glee Club 22, 24, Chorus, Volley Ball .22, Friend- ship Club, Big Sister, Dramatic Club, Costume, Millinery and Design Club. Anna is a singer fine In Grand Opera she may shine. RUSSELL, GEORGE Hi-Y., Traffic Squad, Reception Com- mittee, Ring Committee, Secretary of 12-A Class. A laugh, a joke, a tussel, And in our midst-George Russell. RYON, PEARL She talks and talks with all her might And what she says is always right. SAMMONS, BETTY Big Sister, Costume Millinery and De- sign Club, Dramatic Club, Dramatic League, Class Representative 23. Fair and sweet and very pretty Betty also is quite witty. SCHAMBERG, MILTON VVhen there's a tune in the air Milton surely does his share. SWARTZ. BETTY Music Club, Big Sister. A truer friend was never found As far as you may look around. SELZNICK, MILTON Dramatic Club, Class Football. Good natured, jolly and full of fun A smile that's best in a long run. SHAW, WILLIAM William is a studious lad, The kind that makes a teacher glad. SHIPLEY, ROHGER He docs his work in Z1 quiet way, And answers right most every day. SINGLEY, JOHN In an orchestra, at a football game, Yuu'll hour them ever speak his name. SIROCCA, TILLIE From Fifth to us she weuds her way, And since sht-'s here we've found her guy. SMITH, MARY E. Friendship Club, Board of Trade, Big Sister, Publicity Committee. In Civics Mary is quite bright, And does her work with all her might. SMITH, JANE Vice President of Debating Club, Presi- dent of Book Club, President of Honor Society, Friendship Club, Botany Club, Zoology Club, 12-A Social Committee. Shes kind to those in need, And popular indeed. SMITH, WILLIAM Board of Trade. VVhen in the hall you hear a noise, You'rc sure it's Smithie and his boys. soosr, WILLIAM Varsity Football 22, 23, 24, Hi-Y. Club. So full of devilment and fun, And laughter he does never shun. STEPT, ALEXANDER Board of Trade. He's neat and pleasant as can be, And always seems to be care free. at ll ll STONE, ALICE She can sing you'll hear them tell, And does it very well. TINKER, WESLEY A pleasant word, a smile for all, You'll know him, for he's very tall. TOSH, ELIZABETH, She is so pert and neat, To see her is a treat. TUCKER, JOHN Zoology Club, Dramatic Club Play, Scholastic Standing Committee, Assem- bly 24, School Handbook Committee. In expressional he leads the way, And acts the villain of the play. TUssY, WILLIAM When e'er this red-head you may see, You may be sure he's full of glee. VALENTINE, CLEMENTINE She does her work as best she may , And says whate'er there is to say. VANCE, Joi:-IN How could Peabody orchestra play, If John Vance should stay away. WAKEFIELD, FLORENCE Secretary and Treasurer of 12-B Class, Chairman of Social Committee 12-A Class, Assembly, Scholastic Standing Committee, President Debating Club, Friendship Club, Big Sister, Book Club, Leaders Club, National Honor Society. Active, popular, studious, bright, And in the classroom shines with might. WALSH, MARY LOUISE She'll help you out when at your doom And shout the answer 'cross the room. WILLIAMS, DOROTHY Bart Time, Friendship Club. Sober, steady and demure, Of her worth you may be sure. WILSON, ELEANOR Friendship Club. 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To get even with that mag ...Attending the De'Molay dances............To own a ranoh.... ---Laugvhing in Civics class ........................ To make the county budget. s 915,533 astretii aim miie we-9- 'v K E-.ga':G:Es,2 1-.l:'2r2.CQIIJ4. xv 3 ix. - l'. -v 11 CS Luo gm I' i 4 'ph Alllice Stone ............... . ........ Singing duets with her brother ............ To outsing him.. ......... . .. Y0u should see him! Clemintine Taylor... .. ........ Humming .................................................... To fbe a second Patti ...... . My deg Wesley Tinker ........ ........ A cting funny ........................ ......... T o write a book to rival ' Gravy Oh, forg Elizabeth Tosh ..... .. ........ Having dates with C.... ........ To be a Girl Scout der. .. . .. .. Did you fvi ish the ft t? Jolhn Tucker. ....... ........ T alaing pictures ..... .. ........ To be pe nent otogvra er fo ph 44 1:8 NJ S em vhan on get 'U -- .M ITEAQ 56 :I ci -4-1 Q f'f E E 0-E' ie: H+-' H rn SPSOM .E bb 4-4 rn N 5 IHC. Valle n Vance ....... loh U21 O U '-4 fl N xx 5 P1 51 rd O EE .3 E Y ,yy not TE! 'U r-4 .sf Q ield ise h ............ Dorothy Willialms .... Eleanor Wilson ........ Ruth W' r .......... Sidney Wittenstein... Harold Yeager ........,. 0-o J: af no r: I-Y-I EE 2 33 rn gb, Ji 5.85 '5L' -'UE mov f' 3 'Q Gu- aan-1 Q In 5:52 ':'Q97E5E'-1 Y ...Writing lirnericksn.. . .. ..T evolution in the 4-th grade. ...Being pessimistic ...... ......... T o be a 'teacher ..... ........... . ........... . ---Helnmg people .......... ........ T o found a .home for friendless cats.. ...Blaymg basketball ..... . ........ To teach domestic science ............ .-.Star-gazing ....... ...... ......... T o act in Hamlet ............................. ---Beme prepafed... ......... To play an the Philadelphia symphon .54 2 CE I I I K I I 4 4 K K I C K G K I I ll A 28 TH E PEABODY IN PEABODY'S NEW LIBRARY Literary Digest ....................................................... ............... , ........ M ary Connally Vanity Fair .................. , ...... ........... L ouise Walsh She Stoops To Conquer ..... ..... M argaret Lafferty Henry Esmond ................ ......... H arold Yeager Forest and Stream .......... ............. L oyal Ball Her Father's Daughter ..... .......... L0 la Gorgas Seventeen .......................... ..... G eorge Russell Flaming Youth ......... .............. J anet Grier 'A Regular Tomboy The Comedy of Errors .... . Friend of Caesar ........... . The Three Musketeers Fortune's Fool ............... . Prince and the Pauper The Hound of Heaven Much Ado About Nothing Eleanor Parsons jane Smith Maurice Louik Bill Rau, John Tucker, Bill Merchant Charles Maloney Jimmy Rider and Bill Danner Harry Barmen Rosalind Levenson Lavender and Old Lace ...................... ........ B arbara Renwick Problems of American Democracy .......... .................. ............. F r eda Becker Midsummer's Night Dream ...................................................................... Bill Shaw Little Women ......................... ........... E lizabeth Tosh and Catherine Casper Taming of the Shrew .... Making His Way As You Like It ...... Virgil's Aeneid ..... L'Allegro ................ Master Skylark ........... Katharine Crawford Lewis Foster Sarah Jones ...,. ......... Paul Jose Wesley Tinker Frank Barnard The Rough Riders ...... ...... C arl Huntsman and Bill Soost The Ancient Mariner Il Penseroson ................. Friendship ......................... Travels With a Donkey Jump To Glory jane jack Frazier Alfred Berman Ruth Lenon .. ....... Rodger Shipley Jane Fortescue I I 'When A Man's A Man .... ......................... F red Brynn A Pair of Blue Eyes ................. .., ........ Emily Daub 'The Village Blacksmith ................... ........ E dward Barmen 'Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow ..... ...... G ilbert Friedberg 'The Dancing Idiot ............................ . liihggy O'Neil1 'The Lady of the Lake ....... ...... F Mary V. Pitcairn 'One Of Our Conquerorsu ....... ........... ....... .............. B e n Closky 'The Gentleman Of Courage ...... .......................................,....... B ill Tussey 'Penrod and Sam ........................ ..... C harles Gilmore and Jack Guckert 'The Good Natured Man ..... ........................................ F red Diebold 'A Dream of Fair Women ....... ....... H elen Bryson 'The Power Oi Silence ...... .... S ylvia Geegan Estelle Klein Virginia Lewis Our Mutual Friend .... The Butterfly ................. Laugh and Be Merry ..... ....... K atheryn McClym'onds lit. , , -9 K.-l ju..Ft!lii3e. 1 ' 1 I THE PEABODY 29 THIS YEAB'S SONG HITS Fred Brynn ..... .......................................... . .. For He's A Jolly Good Fellow Ilelen Bryson ......... James Bell ................ Margaret Lafferty ....... Charles Lindsay ..... Margaret O'Neill ........ john Vance ........... -lane Smith .......... Frank Barnard ....... Ruth Lenon ...... Loyal Ball ......... Sylvia Geegan ...... Bill Soost ............ Sarah hlones .... Paul .lose ............. lileanor Parsons James Rider ....,.. Lola Gorgas ....... Fred Jose ............... Mary Y. Pitcairn Harold Yeager ...... Emily Daub .......... Rodger Shipley ....... Mary Connally .... . Carl Henninger ..... Louise lValsh ....... George Russell ............. Florence Cornforth Bill Danner ............... Carolyn Manor ......... Gilbert Friedberg janet Grier ................ ........ Tell 'Her At Twilight Travelin' Blues Say It lVith Music Charlie My Boy Peggy O'Neill Somebody Stole My Gal Smiles Barney Google Smilin' Thru N H H ' H IiNOlll1lly But Memories Last Night On the Back Porch Sweet and Low Let The Rest Of The XVorld Go By Hard Hearted Hannah This Is The Life There's Yes, Yes In Your Eyes 97 ' H Since VVhen ...... The Sunshine Of Your Smile There's Music In The Air Rose Of The Rio Grande H U D! Doodle, Doo, Doo XVonderful One H H Lazy Oh, Frenchy I Love My Jane Bright Eyes D U ii ' I, Too Tired chicago Just Leave Me Alone ...... That Red Haired Gal U Bill Merchant ..................... ................................ ' 'Never Mind Florence XVakefield ................... ............................................... ' 'Annabellau Bill Rau and nloh' Tucker ..... ............. ' 'Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Shean Virginia Leu. ................ There's Something Nice About You Carl Huntsman .. ..... ..................... ' 'Tramp, Tramp, Tramp Margaret Morgan ...... ................................. ' 'Spain Harry Barmen ..... ........ ' 'Blowing Bubbles Jane Fourtescue ...... ......................... ' 'VVhat'll I Do? Ruth Beam-er ......... .............. ' 'Look Down Dear Eyes Harry Bartley ...... ........ ' 'It Aint Gonna Rain No Mo' Barbara Renwick ..... .... ' 'The Lass VVith A Delicate Air Edward Barmen ...... ............................................. 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K. Ameriican Expeditionary Forces Cabj A common carrier fab.J Rapid transit in New York City Near plus what you open doors with One of the Cmmps A roll of movie film Unsunpassed Boweryese for bird A vessel plus a meadow An abbreviation placed after the name of a seaman on a ship's papers The road Cltalianl The doctor who went to Gloucester What leaves do in the wind A dealer in goods A large con-tiinent east of'Europe A great English painter PeaJbody's pet twins: goes well with rboys A large western fish Cpl.j Diminwtive of blacksmith Calll uipon Mountain Cab.J De plus a shrulb which yields a dye Carried A singing voice An honorary degree Egyptian Sun God Danner Guckert Those who serve drinks T H E P E A B O D Y 31 1991. Walsh 199. Nickname of a recently elected woman governor 201. To get on onels knees 204. Master f'F1'61lC11J 205. A kind of tree 207. A preposition 208. A large worm 209. Slang for detectzive 210. Half an em 211. Position in football Cab.J 215. Thorough insmtion Cslang alb.D 217. Commonly used name for theatres 218 Scotch form of give 221 Movies 224. Compass direction 227. To anathematize 229. A musical instrument 231 A prefix meaning not 232. A section of Pittsburgh Cabj 234 3.1416 236 An Eiilish legislator faJb.D 237 A machine for weaving 233 Narrow way between trees 240 Rotating eccentric 24.2 A southern state Cab.J 243 A giirl's name 245 Iron CLatin ab.J 248 A preposition 249 An exclamation 251 What some of us have just finished 253 A southern state Cabj 255. Rural Delivery Cab.J HORIZONTAL 1. One who makes phrases 5. An exclamation 8. fGuthoe-hrlein 16. iR'yon 18 A male sheep plus to view 22 An egotistical person 23. An exclamation 24. A pool of dirty water Fonm of to be To spot aimlessly with a brush Southeast wind fltailianj Bone Cthaltinl One who falls ' A small spot A boys name Cdiminutivej Nothing Stingy - City built of the U. S. standard of monetary value A soutihefn state Ca'b.D Operatorhtahj 'Dhe son of Jack Modified spelling of a photographers name plus the woven fabric in a lamp Exclamaition of joy fLa.tinj Prefix meaning not A word of denial A Tiibetan ox Wlhat you struggle with in chemistry Cahb ' G'irLl's name fS'wedishJ A western railroad Cab.D A motor-generator CaJb.J 4 b . : 25. 26. 28 29 31: 32. 33. 34. 35. 37 38 39. 41 . 42. 43. 44. 46. 49. 50. 51. 52. 54 A .puddle A city in Pennsylvania An Italian coin An enclosure plus y Exclamation of disappointment Braize fish A tramp Our war president East Indian fodder grass ,A great noise A French article Be sure Fonm of to be Almost B. V. D. A boy's name Negative This state Calmj plus tthe nucleus of a Roman dwelling A popular chewving confectiion Stain Name of the writer of the Dictionary of Law A drunlkard A sout-hern state Cahj XJ. 1. - I '1 at :if , .ft uf ff 1 A he I Q 1.5 N! . .sw t .,i ,ff-f 1 if 4. ,. ...v THE PEABODY Close 161. Distress signal 1 One who does small tasks 163. An exclamation Another southern state fab.J 164. Discover Possessing from birth a certain quality 166. A girl's name Cab.J Corela-tive conjunction 167. An element Csymbolj 1 A kind of lizard Cab.J 1168. A boy's first name 1 A boy's name 169. A ton measured by John , A prefix meaning between 171. A tuberous root: of a plant ' A count-ry house 173. Year CLatinJ Z An ancient headdress plus abbreviation 174. Cup of gerund 176. Gold from a fin A new make of automobile Cpl.J 181. A compass direction i A hunter 182. To expire bravely Knights of Columbus fab.J 184. Circulating fluid of plants 1 -A grinder of flour 185. Preposition ' A compass direction 186. Wlha-t Homestead is noted fer plus a Possess prong Mixed type 189. Makers of cldthes X A small piece of rock 191. Bryson, Company CFrench ab.J 193. The mountain C-French, 1 To hunt with a gun 195. .Scotch form of no 1 Negative 197. A great buocaneer Metnical 'composition 193. One who winnows grain ' A 'large vat plus a receptacle 200. Acquire by labor A loud vocal utterance 203. Krumpe . ' 1 An advenb 206. An iceberg at the equator Dally w-itih something mechanical 212. . Belongving to William A Bone f1LatinJ 213. Sen-t tq your best glirl on February 14 One at a time 214. A mooiplus half an em plus a mug 1 Hardware s-tore in East Liberty 216. Important yards of the P. R. R. A motion picture magnate 218. A large drug store downtown 1 Soost 222. 'Lipstiekn 1 One of the radiating sticks of a fan 223. The name of a professor of cheznisniy Come in wel-l known to Peabody , Form of to be 225. Jesus plus that is Ca1b.J 1 Sometimes causes eheart failureg some- 226. Son of Harry N times saves you 228. One who laughs plus a beverage Elongated f-is-h 229. Contraction of advance Enduring 230. Wihtenstein Hawf an em 233. A farm building plus cockney pronun- Wealtihy plus an ejacu-lation gigqyign gf .hard , An angry man 235. A term used in tennis ' 0110 W'l10 PINS WYHDS 011 beans 236. Name of an automobile Goes well with John 239. MoClymonds You CLatinD 240. 'l'oot's husband Possessive pronoun 241. A candy flavor plus organ of hearing Secret service agents 242. A metal fsymb.D plus a character in ia A physician recent Saturday Evening Post storyl A1-low 244. A simpleton 1 A boy's name Ca1b.J 246. Sound made by a banjo 1 A light knock 247. Article A -large olbsbructing wall 248. An exclamation 1 Small dagger 250. Counaahan ' 1 Impressed 252. Bdloney ,L I., 1 Gaseous state of water 254. Name of an Mdetective storb Plant by strewing writer -L51 ' in 1 Cloth made of linen and wool 256. A kind of fish pg .a 'flivver 1 A metal Csymbolj 251. Preachers 1 A metal Csymbolj 258. This continent fill., . 1 Revoke 259. Arouse plus an opexkspdce 1 Domesticated animal ' 1 1 1 1 'O ,.l if . . ' . . 1 1 it . A - 1. . . --A .1 1 1 -17-i':uuunrf .un -umsnr J . 34 THE PEABODY IT'S A SENIOR I Who has those proud and haughty looks? Who always carries so few books? Who ne'er gets caught when periods he hooks? W'hy, itls a Senior. II Who has the clothes the stylish wear? Who makes the lower classes stare At the part that's in his hair? Why, it's a Senior. III VVho walks around with girls so sweet? Who smiles at every one they greet? VVho seems to know each one they meet? Why, it's a Senior. IV XVho pays the cash for social test? Who sets the example for the rest? Who is the one who is the best? Why, it's a Senior. 12-1-24 HARRY C. BARTLEY THREE GUESSES, WHO IS IT? By MCK. TUCKER Nice oozy day, the photographer said, as I at last stumbled through his door fdoorway, ratherj. I had been struggling around through the weather for about an hour, and using every art, artifice, and sense tif I have anyj in a prolonged effort to locate the aforementioned photograpl' er. Yes, I gasped, rather slimy. I suppose you have come because you want your picture taken. Ah! He was wrong. I was not there because I wanted my picture taken. I was there because I had been ordered to have my picture takeng and having been brought up according to the doctrines set forth by Lydia E. Pinkham, William Jennings Bryan, Mrs. Pankhurst, Mr. Hoyle, Cicero Sapp and other such eminent archaeologists, I proceeded to comply with the com- mand. I'1l have to ask you to wait a few moments, he added. Y THE PEABODY 35 I sat down and made myself comfortable in a big arm chair. I paid little attention to the passage of time, but it must have been some minutes before I again heard the photographer's melodious voice. Do you think itls going to rain again? it asked. Provided it doesn't snow, I replied. You wish to be shot, eh? Right, I assented. He looked at me as much as to say that I deserved to be. What he really said was, Step this way. Now, I have made a stab at dancing for several years, and have danced with a good many people, but I never found anyone that had a step like that. To save my neck I couldn't imitate it, so I gave it up as a bad job and walked in natural. VVhen I came into the inner room, I sat down on a bench which I divined was put there for the purpose. Aren't you going to take off your coat? asked the photographer. That's right! I knew something was wrong with me. But then, I always get rattled when I'm around photographers or dentists. I took them off fthe hat and coat, not the photographers and dentistsj, and sat down again. If you don't mind, I would like you to turn this way. The back of your head doesn't do you justice, I heard from behind. I turned and saw the pho- tographer peeking out at me from beneath a black cloth that might have been a piece of a portiere. He was a talkative cuss. You remind me of my brother, he gargled fluently from behind the camera. Not knowing whether this was intended for a slam or a compliment, I kept my trap shut. My silence must have irritated him, because the next thing he said didn't sound altogether like a compliment. I don't like your lower jaw. Sorry',, I lisped meekly. Maybe you have one you would like to substitute. Turn a little more this way, he went on, completely ignoring my words. It was really my own fault, because I hadn't seen any signs to the effect that the establishment courted constructive suggestions. Anyway, the mian was probably mad because I wanted to rectify the error. You can't blame him for that. If everything about everyone was all right, he wouldn't have anything to kick about, and might die of nostalgia or something of the sort. Not wish- ing to offend him further, I turned full front. A little to onf side, your nose obscures your face. That's none of your business, I replied, forgetting for the moment that I had been brought up a gentleman. Tumi he said sharply. I turned. In a moment: Some more. I turned full sideways. Name of a pig! he shrieked. That beak of yours makes you look like an eagle. Turn front again. Evidently he was not very well pleased. He looked for a moment, then strode toward me, and taking my face in his left hand he turned it roughly to one side. I thought he was going to hit me, so I poked him as hard as I 5 i 'L , I ' ' . I . 1:-flee l'l 'lt l etigiw af 36 THE PEABODY could. He didn't enjoy that very much,-I guessed it from the way he looked at me. But he adjusted me some more and took the picture. I got up and went out without offering any more comments. The only thing he said to me was that I could get the picture one week later. At the specified time I braced myself and strode valiantly in. That sinis- ter smile met me as I entered the waiting room. You have come for your picture, he said. I-Ie went into the inner room, and brought out a photograph which he handed to me. I scrutinized it. It looked like a cross between an elephant and a turkey-buzzard, with some slight resemblance to the Megatherium Americanum or the Tyrannosaurus Rex, I'm not just sure which. An elegant picture, I volunteered, but it doesn't interest me particu- larly. I would like to see my own picture. That's you, he said, smiling complacently. Me? Is it? I looked again to see if I could find any resemblance, but the only thing I could see that would even hint of its affiliation to me was a leg of a bench this creature was sitting on. ' Look here, I cried angrily, this is going too far. A joke's a jokeg but I didn't ask for comedy. This is an insult. Now you show me my pic- ture, or I'll go right home and tell my papa! That's you, he reiterated without moving a muscle of his exceedingly feline countenance. That was the excelsior that broke the flivver's rear axle. I flew off the handle. I raved. And I shouted. Do you think I'm going to stand for this kind of treatment? Do you 'call that a picture? Do you think I'll permit myself to be made sport of? Do you think I'm going to pay good money to someone who makes me look more like a donkey than heaven saw fit to do? Do you suppose ? Stop! he ordered. Put on the brakes, slow dowfng come to a stand still, cease, desist, and halt! and above all, stop! Your senseless prattle grates on my nerves. If you don't stop I shall lose my composure. Look at your picture, it is a wonderful likeness. I used the krypton process in fixing up the nose, the enon process on the ears. Look how well the face fits in with the background, and the hands ami No! I shouted. I refuse to listen. Do what you want to the picture. Doctor it with the kryton process, or the enon. process! Use the doggone process if you want to. I don't care. Change every feature: then take it and hang it in the departmlent of fine arts in the museum. Make people believe that it is an insurpassable likeness of a piece of fried cheese on toast: but don't tell them that it's me! They wouldn't believe you any more than I do! Get me? Now :---I am going through that door, and I'm not coming back! I ran out. In the hall I turned. That man who had thus dared to insult me stood on the threshold, his aggressive spirit gone. Other men would have pitied him., but I was firm, and cried again: I won't come back! I won't! I won't! I won't! aa. ' THE PEABODY 37 THE ART OF SAYING THINGS By MARGARET CLARK. ETruly the art of conversation may be said to have become a lost art, and soon to be recognized as such by even the most confirmed optimists. Who has not heard some benighted soul say, What on earth made me say THAT? Or more often, Why didn't I think of saying that? THEN? Half the population spends its spare time thinking of the bright remarks or apt quotations that might have answered some expression of the dim past. One fourth makes its bright remarks at the right time, but usually without much thought as to the appropriateness of the situation and repents and la- m-ents at leisure. One-half of the remaining fourth o-f the people REALLY understands the art of conversation. How, many have failed to hear the facetious individual who imagined himself or herself clever at repartee? Besides being an absolute bore, such people compel a long-suffering person to answer them ini some way or be thought rude, thus wasting their own time and that of their auditors. About election time the old worn-out rag of conversation is dragged in to fill in gaps:- Well, who are you going to vote for this time? -usually accompanied by some remark meant to be funny and at which you must smile politely or again appear rude. Then there is the woman, and sometimes the man, who thinks the art of entertaining conversation lies in being oh! so kittenish and playful, with all kinds of little pawnings and jumps to attract the mind of the patient list- ener, until, bored to extinction, the patient QPJ listener, if he has any back- bone, pleads a previous engagement, and if he hasn't any backbone, engage- ment, or any inventive genius, he sits and suffers in silence without even the pity of the rest of mankind. Then there is the type that knows all about politics and can tell you anything you want to know or donit want to know, as the case may be, and insists on doing so. He knows just what's wrong with the government and w'hat ought to be done to right the wrong. Also such people are usually too busy telling others to do any reconstructive work on their own initiative. A well-known social bore is the one that knows all about the best in art and literature, and is generously ready to tell you all about Rembrandt, Dar- win, or Munchausen,-in fact, any celebrity that comes within the range of the conversation. Indeed this bore informs you regardless of your taste, creed, occupation or nationality. The rising young generation believes that the true art of conversation lies in ustringing a line, which may mean telling lies, ambiguous jokes, or anything that comes handy, generously interspersed with clever ejaculations such as It's the cat's pajamas, He's a pineapplefl Shes no slouch, etc. You've heard them. How few are the people that really understand the art of conversation, that talk to please, not to instruct, amuse, or show off. They are ready to converse on any universal topic, wisely and well, not bombastically or in the T 38 THE PEABODY form of an oration to show what they know. They regulate conversation to the taste and depth of their listener. They are sympathetic listeners on their own part. They are never humorous at another's expense and never cause a feeling of discomfort to follow by some thoughtless or unkind remark. Al- ways considerate, always well read and sympathetic,-these are the charac- teristics of those to whom the gift of saying things is not a lost art. ,i-.,0ii.-..., T 0BY'S CHRISTMAS By M. A. W. Toby sat on the only chair in the one room he and his mother and sister used.. He was almost crying. But he was seven years old and too big to cry. Nevertheless, life was so disappointing. Here it was almost Christmas and his mother had gently explained to him-, mother did everything gently, that there would be no Christmas tree that year. When he had said that perhaps Santa would bring him, one, she had explained still more gently that Santa Claus was only a picture, an image that stood for the Spirit of Christmas. S0 Santa did not live at the North Pole, nor did he drive reindeers over the snow. Toby glanced at his nine-year-old sister. It was not her fault she had been so sick. Since she was getting better, almost well in fact, he ought not to care about a Christmas tree, but he did. So Toby concluded that if there w'as anything to be done about it, any Christmas at all, he must do it. Toby had one good grown-up friend, Mr. Karl, a grocer, who lived near the school. After school that day Toby went to Mr. Karl and told him frankly all about it. The grocer was a kind-hearted old fellowl and generously told Toby he would give him a small tree and a few groceries if the boy would run errands for him the week before Christmas. The child gladly agreed and ran all the way home. His mother, at first, refused to let him go, but at last she yielded because she knew it would make him. happy. The VVednesday before Christmas, Toby came to the grocer's, ready for work. The weather was biting cold, the wind, bleak and cutting, and Toby's coat, thin from wear. Nevertheless he bravely carried bundles to the var- ious neighbors until after six o'clock. Then he went home, frozen, worn out, but happy. The day before Christmas, about five o'clock, the grocer, who saw that Toby was almost worn out, sent him home with a small, pretty tree and a crate of groceries. Mr. Karl made the boy still more happy by the present of an old sled. When the child was only two blocks from home, he stopped short. The sled bumped up against his heels, urging him to go on. But he stood still listening. Yes, now he was sure. He heard someone crying and there, by the door to a disreputable, old shack, stood a. little child, scantily clad, trying to get in. The spirit of manhood rose in him and, drag- ging the sled after him, he went to the child. The poor little mlite was hardly tall enough to reach the door-knob and his hands were so cold he could not THE PEABODY 39 move it. Toby opened the door. Inside he saw a cold, almost bare room. A bed stood in one corner of the room and two tots, wrapped in a comfort sat on the floor beside a coal stove. The fire had almost gone out. A woman half arose from the bed, but fell back with a groan. Toby now felt himself a man. He knew the first thing to do was to stir up the fire. He took the groceries from the crate and with the wood from it he soon had a crackling blaze. The few lumps of coal he found in the corner soon made a steady flame. The little room. soon warmed up. The next thing to do was to give these people something to eat. He heated some of his canned soup in an old saucepan and gave some to each of the children. The woman seemed to have fainted. Poor Toby did not know what to do here. Suddenly he remembered his mother and, telling the children to wait, he rushed home. He burst in upon his mother and sister. ln a few words he told all he knew and, as a result, the w,hole family started back with him. When the father of the family came home that evening he found his wife well taken care of, the children warm and fed and the house in a neat, clean condition. About twelve o'c1ock that night Toby dropped exhausted into bed, after he had played Santa Claus to the Smitty children. Then, because he was really a little boy, he was up bright and early to discover that Santa Claus had not forgotten him, after all. ij O.1?i-1 THE DARCO By WESLEY TINKER. Hal Darco closed his desk with a bang, heaved a disgusted sigh and walked dejectedly out of his office. His broad shoulders hung low with despair as he turned his steps toward the storeroom of his uncle's agency of the Darco Six Sixty-Six. His large blue eyes swept across the floor, glancing at the various machines in readiness for their owners to drive them away. Finally he espied a gray roadster among the other late models. It was regarded as the snappiest looking car of its kind in the town. The lines expressed speed. The hood and body were mole-skin gray. In the sunlight it appeared almost bold, but when the shadows fell, it seemed more conserva- tive-a green gray. The nickel headlights, side lights, radiator and bump- ers harmonized perfectly with the gray body. Perched on the water cap was a moto-meter, furnishing the completing touch of harmony to the front of the car. The disc wheels were the same shade as the body, the lug rims, running gear, fenders and top were black-an unexcelled color scheme, one would say. Hal walked over to the foreman and asked him if his car was ready. Take her away, she's running like a clock. Hal was the sales manager for his uncle, who was the leading distributor of one of the best known makes of fine cars in America. The Darco Six business had lately been very dull, 1243? i l l l F 40 THE PEABODY and Hal had decided to take the afternoon off and run off his despair in the form of a hundred mile drive. His smooth shaven face lighted up as he looked fondly at his never-failing companion-his Darco Special. Walk- ing over to the car, he stepped into it and sank deeply into the luxuriously upholstered seat and glided noiselessly down the boulevard. Sitting behind the wheel he seemed to be a part of the car. He was the exeniplar of Ameri- can youthg reckless, genial and democratic with a spirit that never said die. In appearance he was a young god, with all the gifts the gods could bestow. Hal had no destination. He wanted to drive away from the din of the noisy city and forget business for an afternoon. Naturally, he chose the best road leading out of the city. He sped along at a moderate gait for about twenty miles, when suddenly he heard the familiar sound of a Klaxon horn. As the car sped by, Hal recognized it to be a demonstrator of the closest comfpetition of the Darco, the Darlington Eight. He never liked to be passed by this make of car, especially by a rival demonstrator when there was a prospect in view. Now something told him that this was his chance to show that the Darco was the better of the two, for in all former years the Dar- lington excelled the Darco both in beauty and construction. Hal thought a moment, then stepped on the accelerator. His speedometer jumrped from twenty-five to fifty-five. As he neared the rear of the Dar- lington, he sounded his Bosch horn. With alm.ost a jerk his competitor turned his car to the middle of the road, and paid no attention to the continued soundings of Hal's horn. On they sped for about a mile, when Hal recognized a slight incline in the road and a car approaching them. This was his chance. As soon as the Darlington would move over to let the other machine pass he would get a chance to overtake his competitor. As the other car passed, Hal leaped to the side of the Darlington. Both cars opened up and as they neared the top of the incline, Hal's car was several feet in the lead. On the down grade his competitor came up alongside of him and they were: side by side for about three miles along a straight stretch. Several hills were encountered and Hal gained a considerable distance in front of the Darlington. He lagged back and his competitor again came up to him, he repeated his trick. Satisfied that his car was the better he turned off a side road and head- ed for town. He drove into the agency as things were closing up and con- gratulated the chief mechanic on his good workmanship. He related his experience and received a heavy blow on the shoulder accompanied with, That's what's the matter with you, you just wanted to get out and race a little. Hal asked if any orders for the Darco had been received. The me- chanic's face also showed despair when he said, No, none since that one order last week. Hal then went home and spent the evening reading the newspaper. One of the headlines read: Town to have stock car race. He read the article and learned that it would come on the following Satur- day. He began to wonder whether or not he should enter. If he should lose, business would go to rack and ruin. If he were to win, business would pick up. His only fear was that of his competitor. With his mind un- settled, he retired. THEPEABODY 41 The next morning, while sitting at his desk, a young lady came in. She was a brunette with large brown eyes, fair complexioned and having a very pleasing disposition. Hal looked at her and at once noticed her fine quali- ties. Is there anything I can do for you, madamf? VVell, I would like to look at your late model, especially a roadster. Hal conducted the lady to the show room and first pointed out the neat appearance of the car, which was just like his own. He then started to point out the good qualities of the motor. You don't need to show the motor to me or tell me anything about it, for I happened to witness your experience yesterday afternoon. Hal loo-ked puzzled, but before he had a chance to say anything she said that she happened to be in the Darlington with which he was racing. XVell, the Darco can beat anything that's going now, he said. I'd like to see you prove it. Are you going to enter the stock car race? Hal told her that he hadn't thought much about it. VVell, think what it will mean if you win, business will pick up, you will gain in popularity and probably sell two more cars as both of my brothers are looking for something that is neat and fast. To encourage him further she said, I will not buy a car yet. because I want to see how the race comes out. When the girl had left Hal wondered why she was so interested, but could not find any reason. He sat down at his desk and wondered if those fellows at the Darlington agency would try some schemes to force him to lose. After he had thought it over he decided to enter. One of the miain reasons was the inspiration given by the lady. He had two days to prepare for the race. He told his mechanic of his intentions and arranged to have the body taken off his own car and another put on. . Hal learned that the Darlington had hired a half witted driver, who took many chances and who was successful in escaping many injuries which might have occurred when he was hindering som.eone from winning a race. Saturday morning came, the sun shone from a clear sky. It had rained the night before and the track, even though a board one, was very slippery. The dust on top of the boards held considerable moisture, and so by after- noon it would still be slippery. Hal had his motor tuned up again, the oil changed and the spark plugs cleaned. He was ready. About one thirty he brought his car over to the track accompanied by his mechanic who drove another car in which there were supplies. When Hal entered his pit, he saw that he was nearly the last entrant to arrive. All of the other drivers were on the track, making a last minute inspection and tuning up their cars. The starting places had already been drawn and Hal learned that he was number nine. That meant he w-ould hold the inside track, two cars behind number one and directly behind number five. As luck would have it, the Darlington pilot had drawn the lucky position. As Hal stepped out of his pit, he saw his fair prospect in a box directly above him. Hal nodded a greeting in return to her smile. As he turned to climb into his car, his attention was attracted by a small piece of paper, neatly folded, thrown in his direction. Stooping and picking it up he read the short in- scription. Win for me and signed D. R. He immediately recognized i l l 42 THEPIEABODY the message as coming from his late acquaintance, Dorothy Reid. He smiled grimly, got into his car with a determined look on his face. Above the din of barking exhausts he shouted to his mechanic, we've got to win . By this time, the first four drivers had started and the next line was on deck . Hal knew that by the time he started the first row would be half way around. As the starter waved him on, he slipped into high, in hot pursuit of the leaders. The first lap ended about the same as it had started-with the cars relatively in the same position. However, this did not worry Hal, because he knew there were forty-nine more left. At the end of the fifth lap Hal was crowding the Darlington, watching his chance to take the lead. The rival driver manouvered his car in such a way that it made it dangerous to attempt to pass. Hal knew that the race was a toss up between the Dar- lington and the Darco and the other cars would drop out sooner or later so he thought the best thing to do was to stay behind until the last five laps, and then, by some strategic move, pass the leader. At each succeeding lap, the number of contestants diminished until, at the fortieth turn, only three remained, the Darlington still leading, closely followed by Hal, and last. and also least, an eight cylinder Palero. On and on the three cars sped for five laps. On the forty-sixth lap the Palero blew a tire, sending him to the pits. Hal knew he must pass the Darlington or he would lose the race. With a burst of speed he brought his car nose to nose with the leader. As they ap- proached a curve, the Darlington cut wide, causing Hal to curve toward the outside fence, with a quick turn of the wheel, Hal righted the car but was now a dozen rods behind. In the next two laps Hal was again pressing the leader but he knew he must pass him on the straight away. Both machines skidded dizzily round the last turn of the forty-ninth lap and Hal stepped on the accelerator. As they approached the main stands, neck and neck, Hal saw the starter with the flag, a signal that the next was the final lap. Pressing hard, Hal coaxed a final burst of speed from his car and was fully two lengths ahead as they passed the flag. This gave Hal the inside track and a clear field so he let it out on the final lap, tearing past the checkered flag fully six lengths ahead of the Darlington. He had won for Dorothy. She made her way to the car and became an important figure as the photographers crowded around to get their picture. .l...lO,..i,.. ON THE SIDEWALKS OF EAST LIBERTY It was a gala day in old Rome and all the counts had assembled in the market place. Brought to modern times that quotation should read with this addition: and all the counts and no accounts. assembled on the market corner. Any- one desirous of being convinced should pay a visit to Sanders' corner any afternoon from four to four-fifteen of a school day. However, unlike the senators of old Rome, these people don't talk politics on the modern market place. At that, it is not impossible that the old Romans may have deviated T H li lf' li A B O O Y 43 into channels something on this order: Greetings, Marcus. We looked for you at the house of Pomponia last evening. There is a woman who com- bines all the beauties of Venus and the Grecian Aphrodite, with the prodigality of Ceres. But one might imagine that Minerva had taken a second birth from her head. leaving nothing but a resounding interior. So 1 note, I'etronius, replied Marcus, therefore l spent my evening at the villa of Crispinella. She is as fair as Hebe and as learned as Sophocles with the same disconcerting methods of argumentation. She-ah, there comes Lygia. 'Tis said she is preparing to divorce her third husband now. Zeus and Mars have pity on her fourth. XVith her is a most bewitching stranger from Athens. I must hasten to greet her and perhaps secure an admittance to her villa. XYilt come along?' XYith pleasure, my dear Marcus. We must find if her character is as fair as her face. You may never judge a woman by the way she constructs her face, however. And so on-. Something like this is heard on the modern market place: Hi, Chuck. What do you know for sure? Right from wrong. I.et's hope so by this time, but never mind, you'll get out of high school before it's too late-perhaps. Oh, stow it, dim-wit. Let's look them over. By the way. are you going to the -- paused to stare at a girl com- ing down Highland Avenue- Say, this coming is a ham. Ilete had a date with her the other night and says she's long on talk and short on actions. That one with her is some good-looker, but she is concrete. How's that? Thought you liked her a lot. A good sport, and all that. One date with her was enough for me. She tried that baby Stuff, and 1 got temperamental. Guess I cured her for awhile: cramiped her style, any- how, but it serves her right. She acts like she had neverheen allowed out before. There comes that Peg Daily. She and Hip had another fight. VVon- der what he sees in her. They make me sick. Lila XYeaver sure knows her groceries. Look at the way she walks. Thinks the whole world is waiting for her to come along and give it a thrill. She's just waiting for me to ask her to the senior dance. She can keep on waiting. And so on into the afternoon. Pretty soon the girls have about all passed and the local sheiks stroll up Penn Avenue to clog the sidewalk in front of the fashionable pool parlor. They must have their little side-shows. One day I asked a boy what the big idea was. To look them over, of course. At my shout of derisive laughter he replied, We give them what they want. always. That's why they parade up and down the street. I guess it's human nature, after all, so what's to blame? Margaret Clark. 44 THEPEABODY BLOOD OF CONFUCIUS William Richard Rau, junior It was nearly eight o'clock of a summer evening, and the Municipal Building was almost deserted, in only a few offices did lights gleam, show- ing that the workers had not yet gone home. The few minor clerks who were hurrying out, intent on their belated dinners, paid no attention to the roadster that came swinging up the drive and pulled up short on the far side of the entrance steps. The driver got out, picking up a square package from the deep seat as he did so. Free of the machine, he looked up at the third floor and grinned. A flapper stenographer, tripping gayly down the steps, flashed a provocative smile at him. He was entirely worthy of the smile, being a well set-up fellow of thirty, not exactly handsome, but good-looking with an attractive masculinity that was accentuated by his clear gray eyes, his square, clean-shaven fighting jaw and his neatly clipped brown mustache. A rough-and-ready suit of baggy tweeds was draped carelessly on his big body, his cap, of grayish tweed, matched the suit. Clearly this young man liked comfort, and there was an air about him that said that he didn't dislike action. He hurried into the building, unconscious of the fact that he had left a very pretty girl pouting on the front steps because her smile had had no effect. Had he known of the smile, it probably would not have made much of an impression on the young man, who was, or thought himself, unsuscep- tible to women. While eminently sensible in most respects, the young man had a taste in fiction that ran to exciting detective, mystery and adventure stories, and he felt that he could never be interested in a girl unless he met her under such romantic circumstances as heroes and heroines of novels usually meet. He mounted to the third floor, walked to the door marked Narcotic Squad , and entered. The clerk looked up as the man entered, and nodded. Good evening, Mr. Channing, he said. The Inspector's in his office. Channing, opening the door marked private, entered the office of the chief, Inspector Tom Kenyon. Kenyon, a dark-haired man perhaps three years older than Channing, swung around as Channing entered. Hello, Tom, said Channing, are you ready for the show? No, Bob, not just yet. I have a report here that I've got to have in to the Chief tomorrow. It'll take only about ten minutes to finish it. You don't mind, do you? Not at all, said Channing, he tapped the package under his arm. I'll be reading my latest. Kenyon shook his head. That, he stated, is the bunk! I'll grant it's interesting, but that kind of stuff does not happen in real police work. The only detective story I ever read that anyway approached real police work was 'Vultures of the Dark', and it was written by Police Commissioner En- right of New York. But most of them aren't true. Believe me, Bob, I know. There isn't an atom of Romance in police work. THIEPEABODY 45 Rot! returned Channing, ripping the covering from his book. Your work is full of all sorts of romances, and you've got about the imagination of a packing case, or you'd see it. How about that affair in Bond Street last month, when the Squad raided that Chop Suey palace down there? The way you saved that young Chinese girl was as thrilling as anything I've seen in movies or books, and it was a fact. I That was a mere incident in the regular work, said Kenyon. And all I did was grab his knife arm.. That wasn't muchg anybody could have done it. No, anybody c0uldn't, contradicted Channing. D'you think it's every man who would jump in and disarm a mad Chinaman with a six-inch knife as a 'mere incident'? It isn't! Anyway. you're the one who did do it. That's what counts. And you have those incidents in nearly all your raids. I've been talking to Carterg he told me all about your work. Kenyon looked at his watch, and laughed heartily. Well, I guess I'll just admit that we're all heroes, and let it go at that, because if I don't, we'll argue all night about it. Also, I won't get my report done, and we won't be able to make the show in time. All right, laughed Channing. Go ahead. Kenyon turned to his deskg Channing sat down in a chair opposite Ken- yon, and picked up the latest book. For perhaps five minutes there was no sound in the room save the scratching of Kenyon's pen, and the slight sound of the two men breathing. Then, of a sudden, the telephone on Kenyon's desk shattered the silence with a shrill ring. Kenyon looked up in annoyed surprise, as though he had never seen or heard the useful instrument before. Then he pulled it to him, and took down the receiver. Narcotic Squad office, he said: Inspector Kenyon speaking. Hello, Kenyon, said a man's voice, a low and huskily vibrant voice. This is Allen. of the Ledger. I'm out at my apartment on Kennington Road, and I've got a man here-well, I can't tell you much, but I think you'd better see him, and get his story. It's out of your line, in a way, and yet it's in it. Anyway, I thought l'd call you up first, since you're a friend of mine. VVill you come here right away, with a couple of men, prepared for action? Kenyon's look of annoyed surprise dropped like a mask. Channing, whose reading had been interrupted by the ringing of the telephone, watched hini eagerly. VVhat's the dope, Les? demanded Kenyon. VII tell you when you get here. I can't explain on the 'phoneg don't want to. rather. You get your men and hurry out here, will you? Yes, said Kenyon, and snapped the receiver onto its hook. Les Allen, he said: he wants to see me. Said it was important, to get a couple of men out there at once, and to be prepared for action. Will you run me out, Bob? Certainly!,' Channing shut his book with a snap. Good! Kenyon strode to the door and opened it. In the outer office Morton was struggling into his coat, and Carter, senior member of the squad, was standing by watching him. Carter saluted as Kenyon came out. Good-evening. Inspector. i TW ll Y I n I-usa 4. if was qu 5? -we we sl .131 get . ,, 5 ,. .I uf . if ,ag 46 THEPEABODY Evening, Cart', said Kenyong what are you doing here? You're not on duty. No, I was just passing, so I dropped in to walk home with Harry. ' All right. I need a couple of men to go out to Les Allen's place. Channing's going to drive us out. Got your arsenal with you? Carter nodded, and Kenyon continued: Get yourself a gat, Morton. Morton selected an automatic and several clips of cartridges from a cup- board, inspected the gun, slipped it into his pocket. Kenyon nodded, and they went downstairs, ,taking two steps at a bound. Channing and Kenyon got into the tonneaug Morton and Carter got into the rumble-seat. The car's en- gine leaped to life with a roar, and the roadster was off down the driveway. It swung into the street on two wheels, with a lurch that threatened to turn the big car over. Kenyon grabbed his seat in sudden fearg Morton and Car- ter grabbed each other and held on tight. Down Baker and out,' suggested Kenyon as the roadster straightened. Channing nodded, in another moment the car swerved around a corner into Baker Street at a thirty-five mile an hour gait, almost carooned into a parked coupe, slid' to the right-hand side of the street, bumped over the Marl- boro Avenue trolley tracks, and took the Baker Street hill with a roar. About two miles from the center of the city, Baker Street cut into Kennington Road, West, the main street of severalfof the city's quieter suburbs, at a thirty de- gree angle. Three minutes after it left the Municipal Building, Channing's roadster shot out onto Kennington Road, a moment later it drew up.at King's Mead, a neat apartment house, where lived Leslie Allen, reporter on the Led- ger, and a friend of Tom Kenyon's. When they-reached Allen's floor, they were met at the door by the red- headed reporter, who seemed unusually grave. NVithout a word he led them into a bedroom where they saw a rather thin chap of perhaps thirty lying unconscious on the bed. Dr. Craig, a local practitioner, looked up and nodded as the police officers entered. After they had taken a good look at the man, Allen led them into his living-room. Well, Les, what is it? demanded Kenyon. Murder, kidnapping, robbery-Lord knows what all! said Allen. I'll begin at the beginning. I was Coming home tonight when I turned off Mack- lin onto Sequoia, and saw a bunch of thugs attacking a taxicab. One fellow in livery was holding a struggling girlg the rest were busily engaged in beat- ing someone up. They clubbed the fellow over the head when I hove in sight, thrust the girl in the taxi, and drove off. I brought the fellow home and called Craig. Then I called you. While I was away, Doc revived him, and as I returned he started up, and muttered Emily-the ruby-Lungs Kiang! and lapsed back into a coma. Who is he? asked Kenyon. He has passports made out to Charles Lancaster of London: do you want to see them? Yes, everything he had. Allen brought the clothes, Kenyon looked them over and tossed them aside, taking the wallet from the coat. The wallet contained a fairly large E fql 1, vu' e . L , I L I v. ' i 4 Iiij' I T w'fx r' '. . x.ti:s,,, 155 1 I l E' lf-'zi l f o z T' i lGiFf Yiif ' awe ' . , 3 THEPEABODY 47 sum in bills, some small change, and a billfold. The billfold contained two passports made out to Charles LanCaster of London, England, and Emily Lancaster, his sister. The man's picture was that of the unconscious man on Allen's bed: the description fitted him, too. The girl's picture showed the dainty, bewitching girl with a saucy smile, the description gave her red hair, blue eyes, fair complexion, set her height at five feet five, her weight at one twenty-five: stated that she was white, unmarried, and twenty-three years old. Kenyon looked up from his examination. VVhat do you make of it, Les? he asked. Something deep, responded the reporter. Here's some more. Tom: all those fellows seemed to be Chinks and the man in livery was Ah Kee. I recognized him: there isn't a bit of doubt in my mind but that it was he. Ah Kee? demanded Kenyon. Chang XVah's chauffeur The same. See here, Tom, we know that two years ago Chang XVah was elected president of an organization called Lung-Kiang, whatever that is. Then that cry of Lancaster's: Emily-the ruby-Lung-Kiang! I think Chang VVah could tell us considerable about this attack, the ruby, and the present whereabouts of Miss Emily Lancaster. lt looks that way. VVe'll just pay Chang VVah a little visit. He's still in his Bond Street place, isn't he? Yes, XYait a moment, and I'll go with you. Craig lives below: he'll keep an eye on Lancaster. Hurry then. Five minutes later Channing's big striaght-eight and Allen's roadster were racing dow'n Kensington Road toward the Shipping Canal and Bond street, the heart of the City's Chinatown. l'm sorry about the theatre tonight, Bob, said Kenyon as the roadster sped cityward. But you know how it is. In police work you can't call your soul your own. I should worry about the showf' retorted Channing. 1'm getting a bigger kick out of this, and this is real! Think of it: a missing jewel, a beau- tiful kidnapped Eiglish girl, the secret society of Lung-Kiang: say, Tom, this has the novelists beat a mile! You're hopeless, Bob, you and your confounded romance! said Ken- yon with a smile as the two cars turned into Bond street, the main artery of Chinatown. Chang VVah lives over the Orient Chop Suey House. Channing pulled up rear the cafe. followed by Allen. The reporter and Morton and Allen joined them, and they went up the narrow but we'l-kept stairway to the second floor, led by Inspector Kenyon. They grouped them- selves in a circle about him, and he rang the bell. A wiaezzcfl little old China- man entered. Is Mr. Chang VVah in? asked Kenyon. Nopel snapped the ancient, grinning evilly. Him glone out. llim say letu'n tomollehf' He away on business? Me no know. Got nuff do tend to own lilizifc-ssl the Chinanian retorted irascibly, as he went to slam the door. ' ' W l l jlle 48 THEPEABODY Wait a minute, john, said Kenyon, sticking his foot in the door open- ing. We'll just look around. You're too sure that your master's gone. Bob, you haven't a rodg take one of those golf clubs, and if anyone tries to get in or out, sock him first, and then ask him what he wants. The rest of you fel- lows scatter. John, come with me. Me no john. Me Lee Hung! You ought to be hung, said Kenyon as he prodded the old fellow with his gun. In a short time the searchers returned empty-handed 5 a minute later Ken- yon returned, a puzzled frown on his brow. He's not here, chief, said Carter, and Morton and Allen echoed him. But as Allen spoke, he looked up, caught Kenyon's eye, shook his head slightly, then jerked his chin downward toward the street. This bit of by-play took but a moment, and went unnoticed by all save Channing. Well, Lee, said Kenyon, without betraying Allen by so much as a flicker of the eyelash, you Win this time. Your master isn't here. I guess you can let him know I want to see him when he comes back. And Lee, the next time a cop tells you to do a thing, you do it, or things are liable to be sort of rough. Savvy? Me savvy. Me tell 'um Misseh Chang you likee see him? Yes. Allee light! Lee Hung grinned oilily as he shut the door on the in- truders. His grin widened into a joyous chuckle, he muttered throatily: Hot Dog! Below on the sidewalk, Kenyon turned to Allen. Well, Les, out with it. What were you trying to signal me up there? Listen, Tom, I'll bet you didn't know this: Chang Wah just bought the old Chetwynde place in Ocean Beach in the name of Lung-Kiang. Did you ? ' No, The Chetwynde place-where that old inventor was murdered last year? That's it. I got it from a stool pigeon the other day. It slipped my mind until Lee Hung grinned at Harry when he said Chang wasn't around. I move we run out to Ocean Beach. So do I. This is deeper than a kidnapping and robbery case. Come on, Bob. They re-entered the cars, and a few moments later were fast leaving Chinatown behind. The course this time led north through Ocean Park, along the moonlit Ocean Boulevard, through Ocean Beach, and out onto the road beyond the town. Here the road led away from the sea until fully half a mile stretched between the beach and the highway, a strip covered with matted vegetation and wind-blown pines. Three-quarters of a mile from Ocean Beach, a sand road led off toward the beach, when he saw it, Channing pulled up and waited for Allen. The reporter drew up and parked. This is itf' he nodded. I wonder if we'll- Let's hope so, said Kenyon. Are you ready? They set off down the road, with Kenyon in the lead, Allen and Channing in the center, Morton and Carter bringing up the rear. The road was densely THEPEABODY 49 lined with pines to within a quarter of a mile from the sea, lush grass covered the rest of the distance. As they left the shadow of the pines, Channing saw, with a thrill of excitement, the black, gloomy outlines of a house ahead of them. Allen nudged him: 'fThat's it. Kenyon halted, they gathered around him. That's a big place, he whispered. Bob, I'll have to press you into service. Here's my rod. You take the rear door: Carter, the front, Les, the right, Morton, the left. I'll take the cellar. If you see any Chinks, shoot first and then argue with them about it. Let's go! The others melted into the nightg with nerves atingle, Channing advanced in Indian fashion on the long low bungalow. As he crept up to the edge of grass, he saw, with a start, that a light showed beneath the edge of a blind! He crept up on the porch, raised himself, peered in-got the shock of his life. Bound in a heavy chair was the girl of the passport photo! Her hair was disheveled, streaming in red-gold profusion over her shoulders, her glo- rious blue eyes were doubly beautiful with the conflicting emotions of horror and disdain. Facing her, leaning slightly upon a table where stood a lamp that gave the only light, was a young hard-faced Chinaman in a faultless dinner- suit. He said something to the girl, the listener could not hear the words. She shook her head, replied. The Chinaman motioned threateningly with his hand, something glittered in the light. Channing crawled to the door. lt was open! He wondered at this, but stepped cautiously in. To his right was a door from, which the hum of voices seemed to come: he reached for the handle, turned it slowly, looked in. The room, inside, was hung with tapestry. Channing stepped in, and tiptoed for- ward-- A bag dropped over his head, a hand wrenched the gun from his hand, a noose tightened about his neck. VValk straight! hissed a voice in his ear. Channing walked to the end of the room, and bumped into the wall. To the left, ordered his Captor in a muffled voice. Channing obeyed, walked to another wall. Left again. Channing walked for ten paces, then turned left, and stepped forward two paces at the direction of the voice. He heard a curtain rustle, then found a piece of steel at his back. You may take off the noose and bag, said a new voice, a soft, silky voice. Channing loosened the noose, ripped off the bag. He was standing now just behind the girl: watching them was the young Chinaman. Your friends too, Mr. Channing. are in good company, my men are en- tertaining them below. My invaluable Ah Fang, I might add, has a very ner- vous trigger-finger, stated the Chinaman at the desk. He smiled at Channing, muttered something in Chinese. The muzzle of the gun prodded Channing's back. Chang Wah grinned, cat-like, and looked at the girl. His face hardened, and he spoke again. Mr, Channing, you will be the first white man to see Chinese justice applied. He reached into his pocket and took out a small box, from a drawer in the desk, he took a small vial of colorless liquid, which he put on sf il ' lm , ' 4 50 THEPEABODY the desk. He Opened the box, took out a magnificent jewel, a blindingly beau- tiful, pigeon-blood ruby. The blood of Confucius, he said reverently. At last it returns to the hands of a true believer! He turned to Channing. This ruby, Mr. Chan- ning, he said, is the revered Blood of Confucius, worshipped by the Lung- Kiang. Three months ago it was stolen from its temple in Ku-Shan by Charles Lancaster, this young lady's brother. He fled to Shanghai, followed by the priests, then to America. I am High Priest of the Lung-Kiang in America, and it was not until Lancaster reached this city that we recovered the precious ruby. Now- his voice took on a strange, stern, sibilant note- for the profaning of the jewel, this girl must die. It is the ancient law. Only in the blood of a virgin can the ruby be purified. It is the law. He stopped, picked up a syringe that was lying on the desk. Uncorking the vial, he filled it with the colorless liquid. He held it up to the light, shook it, and advanced where the girl sat. Her hands flew to her breast in an in- stinctive gesture of fear, her face was distorted with terror, yet she sat, seem- ingly frozen in the chair. This syringe, went on Chang Wah, conversationally, is filled with a poison, a subtle Griental poison, unknown to the United States or the Brit- ish Pharmacopoeia. It brings death, but not painlessly. A touch of the point, and this girl becomes a shrieking hag, a howling, gibbering maniac. La- ter, death will come. It is a rare jewel, this poison. He chuckled evilly. Channing stood still, stunned by the almost imcomprehensible evil of the Chinaman's fiendish plan. In a sort of daze he saw Chang Wah take one of the girl's hands, saw the lifted syringe with its deadly poison, its keen point- With a backward kick that sent the man behind the green tapestry sprawl- ing, Channing leaped! One hand hit at Chang VVah's wrist, the syringe went spinning into the far corner of the room. The other hand sought the Chinamaifs neck, as borne by Channing's ox-like rush, Chang Wah went to the floor. Runl Run! shouted Channing, as his two hands closed around the Chi- nam'en's neck. The girl stared at him for a moment, then burst out laughing. Channing stifled a groan. The terror of the night had upset her reason, and -then he wondered if he were not crazy, for in the doorway he saw Allen and Carter and Kenyon, all three grinning broadly, and applauding loudly. He looked at them questioningly, bewildered. Let him up, Bob,', said Kenyon. He's docile now. Channing felt a movement, looked down at the villainous Chang Wah. Chang Wah grinned up beautifically into his face. Channing got to his feet. Well! he managed to ejaculate. I'll bite! Kenyon laughed immoderately. I told you this romance was all bunk, Bob, he said. This was a little melodrama staged for your benefit, to prove to you that all romance is fiction. Let me congratulate you, you acted your part noblyf' Yes, said Morton, he did! He limped forward. You've got a kick like an army mule, Mr. Channing. I'll limp for a week. 'A 19833 li. :'z'r f-'TI . 'f:.mxiiS'3-TZf5'fW'i,' 'N Fil- A . iight.. fs Yslllafllffiig .. L5 ,Y lv . P .. 4- ,,,,gf-ss., ., sq - ' xr-r .'f:Q,,, I 'N x E y . L I I i t i , 2. THEPEABOHDY 51 His injured tone made them all laugh, especially Channing, who turned to Kenyon. All a farce. eh? And I swallowed hook,- line and sinker! But how about Lancaster? And Lee Hung? ' Allen led the girl forward. Let ITIC present Miss Lancaster to you. In reality, Miss Emily Denton, my cousin, late of San Francisco. Her twin brother, Charles, is at my place supervising a little midnight dinner to put us all in good spirits after the farce. Channing took the hand Emily Denton held out to him. Well , he said, I'm certainly glad to find out that you're an American girl, and that you aren't in any danger of being murdered by a Chinese priest. I'm half sorry now that it wasn't real, so I could have rescued you. In m.elodramas, they al- ways rescue the girl, and then marry her. She smiled up at him quizzically. It started out right, who knows but that it will eventually end as all good melodramas should? See here, Emily, let Bob alone, broke in Allen, grinning. He hasn't got over being a hero yet, so don't try to vamrp him now. Let him get his breath. U Channing felt himself growing red. Where's the villain? he asked, to cover his confusion. Kenyon led Chang Wah forward. This is Chang Wah, the squarest fel- low who ever imported good tea and bum Mah Jongg sets from China. Isn't he, Cartf , Chang Wah shook hands with his late adversary. I am glad, he said, that I was not left to your tender mercies any longer, Mr. Channing. I shall need arnica with my dinner. Yes, commented Kenyon, looking at his watch, if you don't want it to be a Sunday morning dinner, we better be hieing homewardf' As they left the cottage, Emily and Bob Channing fell into step. Kenyon looked at Alleng Allen winked slowly. They turned to wait for Chang Wah, who was carefully locking the place up. The grating of the key caught Chan- ning's ear, he turned. Who really owns this place? he asked, and what is Lung-Kiang? Or is there really such a thing? Chang VVah looked humorously at Kenyon. This building belongs to Lung-Kiang, he said, and Lung-Kiang, in English, means something like: Outdoor Home for Under-nourished' Chinese Babies! Channing looked at Emily. Home for Babies! he groaned. And I thought it was at least a tong! Oh, well .... 4: ar :of 4: wr ak Well, Kenyon, said Leslie Allen to Inspector Kenyon, some three months later. Your melodrama was fine, but there was one point I didn't like. What was that. asked Kenyon, his eyes twinkling. Allen lit a cigarette before answering. It lost me, he commented, a perfectly good cousin. .. ... ..,!,.. -1 .. 1 -5 52 T HIE PEABODY THOUGHTS ON SEEING A GOLDFISH IN THE BRINY DEEP By MCK. Tucker I'll tell you one thing that I wish: I'd like to be a little fish, And swim about beneath the waves, Or in among the rocky caves. 2 l'd make my meals of seaweed green, And nibble fishfood in between, And drink up water through my earsg And I'd ignore the oyster's sneers. 3 l'd like to see the pebbles brown, And swim about all up and down Among the rocks, and run and hide From bigger fishes full of pride. 4 I'd like to play with little eels, And tramp upon the tadpoles' heels, And tickle little froggies' ears, And shock big turtles into tears. 5 I'd jump upon a jelly fish. Slide down his sides, do what I wish XVith lizzards larger than myself As they lay napping on a shelf. 6 I think it would be fun to ride Upon a big whale's shoulders wide, To come up close. and then surprise The sharks by spitting in their eyes. 7 I'd pull the salamanders tails, Ur play a shell game with the snailsg And if I found that I was 'bled', I'd sleep clown in a lobster bed. l BATHING THEPEABODY 53 8 The leech that hangs on vessels large, As well as on the lowly barge, I'd tease until he couldn't stand, And had to drop upon the sand. 9 The tight-closed clam I would ignore, For through his shell I could not bore, And with the salmon I would play Among the currents in the bay. 10 But, if I should look up and see Someone had by the nose hooked meg I then would like to change again Back to a man, and live with men. -1L O-l-.-1 SHADOWS Milton Schomberg George Hack, of the firm of Hack 8z Reed, Real Estate, was well past forty. Fair and fat, besides, and he was greatly troubled with attacks of indigestion, as most big eaters are. You could always be sure of his carry- ing a supply of pills enough to operate a small town drug store with him. Probably he would have enjoyed better health had he not been so crooked and selfish. Grab all you can was his motto. And he practised what he preached. Consequently, he occupied a conspicuous place in the idle wealthy class. However, with all his faults and shortcomings, he was well favored largely. Witty, clever, and a good mixer, he managed to get out a good bit. He was always able to conceal his Mr. Hyde when circumstances called for a Dr. Jekyll. It was the night before election, and a big banquet had been arranged by the City Real Estate Dealers Fraternity. A mayor and his crew were to be elec- ted the following day. The City Real Estate Dealers Fraternity members being all of the same faction, P. J. Adams, candidate of that party for mayor, was the main guest of the evening. He delivered a delightful oration on the subject I Promise . So impressive was the talk that he received the as- sured support of every member and friend present. During the course of the meal, George Hack was silent, immediately after soup had been served and dispensed with. He was hungry and didn't care who knew it. They might perceive that when it came to eating, he never fooled. And especially, this night, the big night of all. Roast chicken! His favorite dish. VVho could have been so kind and considerate as to prepare I' la 54 THEPEABODY the worship of his stomach! Now he possessed heaven's delight. In his ex- citement he swallowed a medium sized potato whole, but that did not seem to halt the progress of his meal. With the last lap of coffee, he washed down a Dy-gest-it Capsule, and lit a big black cigar. When finally the banquet came to a close, and the party broke up, George Hack, among others, assured P. J. Adams of his support the following day, and bid him good-night. Everybody had a good time, and all were ready to park for a few hours. George Hack's taxi sped along. He was convinced P. J. Adams would win out the next day. He was a good man, and favored graft. He would make a good mayor, because if you slipped him a five he would rob a bank for you, or manage to get you a drink. Yes, P. -I. Adams must win , George Hack thought, and pounded vigorously on his knee bone. The bedroom was one of those old fashioned large affairs, and could have been used to better advantage as a hotel lobby. And the furniture was rather antique, possibly relics of the Mediaeval Age. The bed, alone, was large enough to accommodate a small sized Italian family comfortably. The mir- ror in the hickory dresser might have been serviceable in a Laugh House, for you would see yourself in it as others see you. The chairs and rocker need no comment, except that they were fashioned out of good stark mahogany, and stood well through the ages. A combination bookcase and desk, be- longing to George Hack, stood in one corner, and was the only piece of fur- niture that attracted him. It was his own. And the wall paper savored of Louis XIV. WVhen George Hack was ready to creep under the covers, he did some- thing he never did in his life before. He said a small prayer, and ended it with the hope that P. J. Adams would be victorious. After the light was out and the windows opened, George Hack tip-toed to? his bed and slipped his graceful form between a sheet and a blanket, to rest for the forthcoming election day. A beautiful night, without. A full harvest moon, in all its splendor, spread its light through the lace curtains that bedecked George Hack's win- dows. Even with the air as clear as crystal, all was quiet. But George Hack couldn't sleep very well. He tossed from side to side, and swore impatiently at his inability to doze off. Another attack of indigestion, and his covers flew in all directions to the floor. He rose out of bed, fished in his pocket for his pills, and swallowed two Dy-gest-its angrily. Thinking he could rest more easily in a Morris chair, he threw his bathrobe over him, put on his slippers, and gave his bed a kick in the mattress. He reclined in a ninety de- gree angle on his trusty Morris chair that he had used previously for sudden attacks of indigestion. But was he mad? Surely there could be no one in his room but himself! And yet as he was about to close his eyes in a moment of ease and restfulness there ,appeared at his door, which was locked, a woman. He could see her, for the strong moonlight thrown in through the lace curtains illuminated the room sufficiently. He could not talk, he was not wakeful enough. She was silent, also, at first. She approached him slowly. She would wait a minute 1... -v , THIEPIEABODY 55 or even longer between steps. And as she came nearer, George Hack could make out that she was extremely old, haggard, and very poorly dressed. Her Shoes were torn and unbuttoned, and her hair was badly tossed. She trembled as she walked. XVhen George Hack had awakened sufficiently to help him- self, he exclaimed, Get out of my room, I don't know you. But the old lady smiled. and put fear into his very soul. You don't know me, but I know you, Mr. George Hack, she stammered, you crook! And he felt the sting of her last two words, You Crook! That's what he was. He couldn't understand, though, what her message might be. She paused several seconds between her sentences. There was a certain tremor in her voice that disturbed George Hack, and he breathed heavily. l'll tell you who I am, she continued. Do you know Mrs. Vance, the poor widow on james Street? Yes XVell, I am her old mother. But, but. I thought-, and he could not go on. How could her mother be dead, and yet be this same person. He was deeply puzzled. You remember, she went on, about two months ago you forced her out of her home, with her two young children. It wasn't her home, I beg your pardon. There were about fifty dollars due on it yet. Yes, I know, the old lady continued, feebly, I know. She was always a hard working girl. and even had to support her husband. He was a drunk and a good-for-nothing. NVhen her children needed anything, she had to look out for them. Since I am gone. she has had a hard struggle. VVith her little savings she earned herself, she tried to pay off on a home for self and her children. She gave you owed you in six months when she was unable to heavy doctor bills at that every cent she had, and promised the balance she time. But you were waiting for the chance. And meet your demands, because she was run short by time for one of the children, what did you do! Put them out in the streets to beg and die! George Hack was speechless. He gradually discovered that he had done Mrs. Vance a terrible injustice. He, a wealthy bachelor, to take advantage of a poor helpless widow. For about a half hour he sat in his Morris chair, eyes half open, deliberating. All the while the old lady watched him from the opposite corner of the spacious room. She saw him get up suddenly and walk-over to his desk. He turned on his desk lamp, seated himself, and stared ponderously into the open light, his head resting between his hands. After a few moments he opened a drawer of the desk and procured a sheet of writing paper and .a check book. With an unsteady hand he scribbled some words in pen and ink. At the finish he rose from the chair and made an attempt to hand the paper and check he had written to the old woman. 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DeNinno: Sorry lady, I don't chaw but I got an old cigar I kin give you. Cop: Shure, Moike, ye'd better be takin' the street-car home. , Mike: Sno Qhicj use: she wouldn't have it in the house. Rau: That scar on Merchant's head must be annoying. Noise: Aw+it,s next to nothing. Mrs. Goodcatch: Oh, Captain, if my husband gets seasick, what shall I tell him to do? Captain: Madam, if your husband gets seasick he'll do it without being told. Ailes: 'Tm smoking a terrible lot of cigars lately. Pain: You certainly are if that's one of them. Slightly Stude: Do you believe in the Devil? Well Stude: Naw, it's just like the Santy Claus business: it's your fath- er. ' Tussey: Say, Bill, they aren't go- ing to have the sixth street bridge any longer. i Smith: Why? Tussey: It's long enough. Louise: Did you ever hear the story about the moon? Wesley: No.', Louise: He was full last night. Mr. K.: I'd just as soon punch a clock as anything else. T. Qto RQ: I wish you were a clockf' Teacher: I once built a chicken coop so crooked that the eggs hatched out striped chickens. The IZA class will never go hungry while there is a Forrest and a Hunts- man around. Beck: Poor Bob! He's so un- lucky. Nod: Why? Beck: Why, in the treatment Fri- day he broke one of the best records in the school. Frosh: Is he acquainted with her? Senior: Yes, in a roundabout way.' The most fashionable color next spring will be Moscow Red. Pitts going in for higher education with her new skyscraper. Chauffeur Qafter accidentj: Are you hurt my boy? Butcher boy texcitedlyj: No, but I can't find my liver. Mr. Tay.: VVhen did Ceasar defeat the greatest number? Student: I think on examination clay. Bill: Have you done your outside reading yet? Tom: UNO, it's been too cold. T HE PEAB ODY I Q qv ANCIENT Movifw HIL? ' f - W4 fb v 32 11:05 vnuls y . ' nm' li? -X6 2 : - : ' 1 - AN ' sci ,xx 'QQ ff . 5 :. 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Senior: Isn't she? i Soph.: Why I just saw a sign down town that said UNIX ON Mrs. Fiske in THE RIVALSY' Dumbell: What time is it? Dumbdora: Ten to. Dumbell: Ten to what? Dumbdora: 'Ten to your own busi- ness! 5 ,.,. Clerk Qin music storej-Have you Red Hot Mammau? Stude: No, I haven't had time to read it yet. Mr. K.-What has night to do with sleep, Coll? Huntsman: Did Miss Bar catch you running through the hall? Mill stone: No, but I had a close shave! Mr. D. Qdropping hot electric car- bonj : Ouch !! Rowe tsotto voicelz He who hesi- tates is lost. Mr. L: Merchant, why do we have 'ne' in this clause? Voice: Don't tell him, Bill. Make him guess! Heard in Ancient History Class: Africanus razzed the enemy's town. Mr. K: The pictures this year will be taken by Mr. Wrenn, and will cost 31.50. Voice: Cheep! Cheap! . Mr. D.: NVhat is Newton's first law of motion? Voice: Hold 'er, Newt! Kernel: Can you have your pic- ture taken today? Singley: How long will it take? 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Heslops said: A guilty conscience is far better than no conscience at all. U Dumb: just think! Three thousand seals were used to make fur coats last year. Dumber: Isn't it wonderful that they can train animals to do such work? Anyone can tell by looking on the title page of I-I'alleck's book that he is a Rube, What would W--m Slt do if he'd quit using Palmolive? 1-1- Answer received to a test question in Civics: The Southern counties are called carpet bags. First: What kind of a car have you got? Second: A hen. First: Huh, Cheverlet? Senior: The freshmen are like real estate. junior: I-Iow's that? Senior: They're a green and empty lot. Head-waiter: How did you find the luncheon, sir? Patron: Oh, I had a hard job, you little rascal, but I finally discovered it behind the salt-seller. Rau: Gimme an ice-cream soda without flavor. Clerk: Without what flavor? Rau: Without chocolate. Clerk: Sorry, we don't have any chocolate. I'll have to give it to you without vanilla. A A certain distinguished gentleman was trying to warn his son against in- toxicating liquor. Now, he said, looking out the window, you see those two ladies standing on the corner? If you saw four ladies you would have too much liquor for a gentleman. '4But father, cried the son, there's only one woman on the corner. Item in Newspaper Two highwaymen held up a young man last night. In their search for money, they stripped him to the skin and found that he didn't have a green- back. l gf l .J THE PE Theres a fly in my soup! Don't worry, it won't drink much . Won't you join me in a cup of tea? You get in, and I'll see if there's any room left. VVhere have I seen your face be- fore? Right where you see it now. Test question in Civics: Henry Ca- bot Lodge was a U. S. senator, a baseball player, a movie actor, a hotel in the Adirondacks? Mr. G.: I'm not a great prophet. Vox: Most of us are total losses. Ab.: Boy, you oughta see my car. When I go up hill, I gotta put the brakes on. Surd: Must be some car. Ab: Yeh, if I didn't it would slide down backwards. Mr. I-lu: Now, this is an English half crown. Voice from rear: I wonder what the King looks like. Kate: A shoulder strap is an ima portant article, isn't it? Placate: Yes, it's the only thing that keeps an attraction from becoming a sensation. My gosh. what a long tunnel we're going thru. This ain't a tunnel-it's Pitts- burgh ! Upper: Set the alarm for two, please. Lower: You and who else? . Lamont: Gee, there's an awful lot of girls stuck on me. Shaw: They must be an awful lot. ABODY 71 One day a -mlan walked into a fur store and said: I want to buy a set of furs like the ones in the window. Oh, you mean skunk? said the salesman. QMay his bones rest in peace-Ed. Notej Smith: Hoot mon! Stept: I can't. I'm not an owl. Mr. D.: VVhat is a convex lens? The Sleeper: One you get in a penetentiary. 111 Two months after, while taking a, is the Bill of Rights? Rube: The first ten commandments. Soap! Mr. H.: News for today. Rau: The Literary Digest straw vote is reported to have been 99 44-10072: pure. Mr. K.: Say, R-, did you ever go hunting bear? R-: Naw, I alwrays wore a hunt- ing suit! Teacher: I-Iow did Macbeth appear after the murder? Pupil: In a bathrobe. Soost: I'd face death for you! Two months after while taking a stroll in the country they met a bull. jenny: Oh, Bill, you said you'd face death for m,e! Soost: VVell, I would,-but that bull isn't dead!! ! How do you like my Cinder car? Your Cinder car? XVhat do you mean? - Why, that used Cole I just bought. Waitress: Order, please! Stew: VVhazzam1atter-I ain't makin' any noise. lH1llXl DX Q l as THE END