Prescott High School - Hassayamper Yearbook (Prescott, AZ)

Text from Pages 1 - 120 of the 1915 volume:

1 1 'THE NINETEEN FIFTEEN H assay am per ISSUED HY THE SENIOR CLASS OF THE PRESCOTT HIGH SCHOOL PRESCO TT, ARIZ. So Siittlr iCmriar ISuaBPpl l art to mtr layalty anb betiu lion, utboap father anb motbrr liaur Piter brett our truatrb frienba anb abuiaora. utr. the (Claaa of Ninrtren Fifteen, bo brbiratr She aaaaijamjier” PRESCOTT HIGH SCHOOL THE HASSAYAMPER Foreword Our public school system is one of our country’s most valuable attributes, and, during the past twenty-five years, it has improved immensely. Formerly our schools imparted knowledge, leaving the student to himself, later to ac- quire wisdom: but now the schools are able, within some limitations, to impart wisdom to the student. Wisdom often succeeds where knowledge fails. Wisdom is not wholly a gift. It may come by training, and it comes only by the ability to think accurately. Many persons can speak, and it is a rare and valuable accomplishment, but the ability to think accurately in one lan- guage is of far more value than the ability to speak well in five languages. Moreover, our schools are very properly teaching that patriotic service in civil life is as much a war power as engagement in the field, as the man or woman who helps to keep this noble1 being we call a State in the paths of justice and civilization, the effect of which is felt in the comfort and happi- ness of the people and the safety of human lives:—the man who accurately thinks out great problems:—who contends for fair play:—who constructs highways of commerce, builds commercial enterprises;—or brings to pass true reforms and evolves livable conditions of life that allure men and women from misery and despair to freedom, happiness and independence, is as true a benefactor to mankind, if his work he done in the school-room, in the silence of some committee-room, in the farm, in the mine, in the field, in the work- shop, as if such work be accomplished with the pomp and circumstance of war, the floating of flags, and the call of silver bugles. May T not predict a glorious future for this class? May I venture the suggestion that time will justify the pride which your parents, teachers and friends feel in you today ? Surely T am not too bold when I assert that I be- lieve the future will say of each of you that your life was brilliant with the jewels of good deeds, that you always strove for the upbuilding, the advance- ment and the happiness of the human race. It is in the striving for these truly noble ends that you will find the ‘‘durable satisfactions of life. T’afte Seven United Staten Senator from Arizona. The Faculty THE H ASSAYAMPER The Faculty Blanchk Bain The University of Indiana, A.B. History, Civics, German and English Mabel Barnard Northwestern University School of Music, A.B. Music and Drawing Bai l J. Carlisle The University of Indiana, A.M. Mathematics and Science Warren Dwight Baker University of Michigan, A.M. Latin (Superintendent) Beulah Armacost The University of Chicago, Ph.B. English, Spanish and French Mabel M. Bellow The University of Chicago. A.B. Latin, English and Physical Culture Frank W. Hart The University pf Indiana, A.B. Mathematics and Science (Principal) Alwaro M. Boss Thomas Normal. M.M. Manual Training Sarah Dowling Murray Mary Hemenway School of Household Arts Framingham Normal Domestic Science Nell Clemens Northwestern University, M.S. Commercial and Science Page Nine THE STAFF Thomas G. Marks Donald F. Bell . . Editor-in-Chief Business Manager ASSOCIATE EDITORS Mabel Lloyd.........................Artist Anna Lou Richards . . . Assistant Editor Oliver Nelson....................Athletics Paul Ketcherside....................Joshes Mary Richards......................Society Gladys Fox......................Literature Page Ten THE HASSAYAMPER Editorial Worthy reader, you now have l efore you the fourth edition of our IIi rli School Annual. Not a work of superiority, perhaps, hut one that we hope will serve it.-, purpose, and serve as a good model for the following classes. Of its defects we are aware: of its merits we are uncertain. It is the work of inex- perienced hands, and we ask you to judge it kindly. It may l e called a book, an annual, a history, but best of all. a diary, in which the long chain of events of the school year has been systematically jotted down. We are sure that there is some part of the book that will interest you. We trust that its contents will «rive you a clear conception of the character of our school, and its activities. It will show you the talent of the school, the beautiful surroundings within which we work, the administers of our education, and the followers of their administerings. Think not that this book is the book of a clique and is used by this clique as an instrument by which its enemies may he ridiculed. It is the school's book. The “hits and “pokes in our josh department are not to be thought of as insults: they are meek and innocent yarns spun by honest and friendly schoolmates. AA e are not aiming to arouse the enmity of our friends, but to strengthen the friendship which already exists. The “Hassayamper is the product of the united efforts of the class of If). We have worked long and hard, but we have enjoyed working with our fellow-students and teachers in compiling this volume, and the experience thus gained will be of great value to us. We are indebted to Mabel Llovd. our only artist, for the numerous illus- trations which embellish our book: to the faculty, for their valuable sugges- tions and untiring efforts in our behalf: to our fellow-students, for contribu- tions; and to our advertisers, who make the production of such a volume pos- sible. To the school and to a generous public we submit our work, trusting that it will meet with approval. Paco Eleven THE HASSAYAMPER To the Class of ’15 A man from his neck down is worth about a dollar and a half a day; from the neck up is worth whatever he chooses to make himself. Departing students. I congratulate you upon the start you have made and the success that you have thus far attained in preparing yourselves to meet with mind as well as might the demands of a relentless world. 1 congratulate you upon the advantage that your high school training will la to you in life, but 1 warn you it is not enough. All that you know is but the merest intro- duction to that which is in store for you. All that you know is but a taste of that real knowledge out of which comes all true greatness and the jov of living. ou have worked hard for that which you have. You must work harder lor that which is to come. A -O-lt-K. my students, is tin password to success. Your sincere friend and teacher, F. AY. Hart. 'ago Twelve THE HASSAYAMPER Donald F. I kll “I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape and hid me hold mg peace” Class President, ’13, ’14, ’15; Athlet- ics, ’12, ’13, ’14, ’15; Dramatics, ’13, ’14, ’15. President Current Events Club: Manager “Hassayamper.” •Mary Richards “Mirthful she, hut in a stately kind ” Dramatics, ’13, ’14. ’15; Basketball. ’15; “Hassayamper” Staff. Page Fourteen THE HASSAYAMPER Charles Oliver Nelson “Well, there is yet one day before me. and. whaisf ere betide. will enjoy it. Vice-President, Athletic Association; Athletics, ‘13, ’15; Hassayamper” Staff: Dramatics, '14. As sweet and musical as bright Apollo's lute. Dramatics, ’12, 13, 14. '15; Vice- President, Class 15; “Hassayam- per ' Staff. Page Fifteen THE HASSAYAMPER Pai l Ketch ersidk Thou art the man in whom my soul delights. In whom, next heaven. I trusty Dramatics, '15; Athletics, '15; “Has- sayamper” Staff. ) n c —• � ' i Anna Lor Richards And lair she is. if that mine eyes be truer Dramatics, ‘14, ’15; Basketball. ’15; Vice-President, 13; “Hassaysniper” Staff. Pag:� Sixteen THE HASSAYAMPER Thomas (i. Marks “Too much work and too much energy kills a man just as effectively as too much assorted vice or too much drink. Class Secretary and Treasurer, '13, ’14. T5; President Athletic Associa- tion, T5; Athletics, '13, ’14, ’15; Dramatics, T2 T3, T4, T5; Editor, Hassayamper.” To Old Fifteen Ring out your toast to old fifteen. King out your oath to those esteemed. Come, comrades mine, before we go. Let’s quart’ a toast that all might know How every Senior lad and lass (iives his love to this dear old class. Pledge now a loyal thought and true. And ‘neath the royal gold and blue. Sink deep this thought, though death betide, “FIFTEEN’’ forever shall abide. —T. M.. ’15. e ? Seventeen THE HASSAYAMPER Class History On the morning of September 3rd, 1011, our army of twenty-seven indi- viduals trudged cautiously up the worn steps of the historical building of Prescott High School. Our feelings were indescribable—only those who have gone through the agony of being a Freshman for the first day. can appreciate them. However, we, like most Freshmen, lived through it all, and in a few days we felt as though the school really couldn’t be run without us. This little feeling was soon knocked “galley west” by Miss Gibbs (now Mrs. Hart), who called us into her office and informed us of the fact that High School life was to be of a more serious character than we had heretofore been accus- tomed to, and she also added that we had started out our High School career as the biggest bunch of “boneheads” yet sheltered under the root. Me admitted the truth, but nevertheless we soon were able to slip this cognomen down to the classes that followed. At length we began to think of serious things, as Freshmen generally do. and in order to reach our goal in a more efficient manner, we elected our officers. The election was a heated one. and after counting the forty votes from the twenty-seven members, we found Lawrence Brandon was elected President: Laura Andrews, Vice-President: and Richard Ullman. Secretary and Treasurer. Now being fully organized, we started about making a name for ourselves. In athletics we boast two able representatives: in dramatics we were far from Freshmanlike: in society— well, why dwell on our Freshman period, when it was merely a round in the ladder by which we gained our last three years of prominence! The fall of 1912 found us once more entering the portals of good old P. H. S., not twenty-seven strong this year, but with only sixteen of our loyal band. That year we elected our officers early. They were as follows: Don Bell. President: Martha Cowan, Vice-President: and Tom Marks, Secretary and Treasurer. This vear we were successful in everything. In athletics, the Page Eighteen THE HASSAYAMPER most successful in our High School history; we are proud to have had out- class ably represented by three members. Four of our members had leading parts in “Bulbul.” the school operetta, which created such a sensation among the theater-goers of Prescott. This year we took it upon ourselves to intro- duce the art of haircutting, and with the aid of several Seniors we trimmed the “verdant” Freshmen, and to this day the flowing locks of several of the unfortunate victims are relics in our possession. The after-effects, or better to say. consequences, were, although exciting for a time, all to the best. Soon afterward the school establishing a ruling—Absolutely no “Koughneckism.” Nineteen hundred and thirteen rolled around, and we began our illus- trious career as “Jolly Juniors.” Fate was against us. so we started out with only twelve loyal members. The fact that we had such a small class led us to adopt our motto—“Qualis non Quantus” (Quality not Quantity), and we began to live up to it by striving for quality. Whether we have succeeded so far. we leave you to judge. Again you find us duly represented in athletics, both in football and basketball, our boys easily winning the championship games in basketball. ’Twas this year we put on the Junior play, “Cupid at Vassar,” which set a high standard in dramatics for the future classes. At the close of the school year we gave the Junior hop in honor of the class of ’14. The old High School building was being torn down, so the hop was given at the Odd Fellows’ Hall. The evening of June 5th will long be remembered, for. with pleasant surroundings, good music and lovely decorations—how could any one help from having a good time? Now we are Seniors. Our career this year is one of which we are proud. In dramatics we are again prominent, for four of our seven class members were principals in the operetta. “The Nautical Knot,” and with the Senior play, The Admirable Crichton,” we will produce one of the heaviest plays yet attempted by any former classes. In athletics three of our four boys have won honors on the football field. With this publication of The Hassayamper, we will place before you an Annual which will be as good, if not superior, to any publication yet attempted by the High School. We have enjoyed this year immensely, and unmindful of the crowded conditions in the Manual Arts Building, which the larger classes have to cope with, we have had several very enjoyable parties. By the time The Has- sayamper is published, we will have given a dance to the present Junior class, the first dance given in tin- new High School building. In order to add beauty to the outside of the school building, we are the first class to plant a tree or vine on the grounds. We wish that the future Senior classes would follow our precedent, and in the future years we hope that interweaving of the various vines will be thought of as a symbol of our interwoven friendship. Tis with a feeling of regret that we leave the new building without first enjoying its many conveniences; ’tis with regret that we leave our teachers, who have won our everlasting friendship; and lastly, ’tis with regret that we leave good old P. H. S.: but duty calls us onward, for in order to reach out- goal, “SUCCESS,” we must be “up and ever doing. and with best wishes to the future classes of Prescott High School, we, the Class of ’15, bid vou all “farewell.” Page Nineteen Page Twenty THE H ASSAYAMPER The Class of '16 has a record to be envied. I | on our entrance to the Prescott High School, we were welcomed as the largest class that ever assem- bled, with pale faces and trembling limbs, to have our first glimpse of High School life. Since that memorable event our knowledge and sophistication have steadily increased, until we have reached our present advanced state of culture. Our A and B lists have always been lengthy, and our representation in athletics very fair. In dramatics and society we acknowledge no superiors. Our advancement has been neither meteoric nor slow, but sure and steady, and we feel confident in predicting for nineteen sixteen a Senior class which shall uphold the honor and fame of P. II. S. as high as it has ever been. Worthy Seniors, your graduation marks the passing of a class whose accomplishments may well be called remarkable. We are justly proud of you. who. with a class of only seven members, have won an honored place among the classes who have gone before. Jim Smith. '16. Page Twenty-One Page Twenty-Two THE HASSAYAMPER W admit, grudgingly, that we are not the only class in the High School. As a matter of fact, there are others. But when one takes into consideration our phenomenal capabilities, our extraordinary intellectual attainments and especially our coruscant brilliancy, our superiority becomes so obvious as scarce to require further comment. Our scholastic perfection, acquired after long hours of study, appears especially remarkable in contrast with the stupidity and ignorance of the dolts who comprise the Freshman class. Those ubiquitous Freshmen! What a hebetudinous concatenation of vacuous puerility and asinine obtuseness! Now. to return to ourselves, the most interesting subject in High School ( Besides our aforementioned intellectual capabilities and capacities, we have social distinction: we are the unquestioned leaders of society (?). Recall our precedent-establishing cotillion! Was ever a terpsichorean exhibition more complete? Surely it will in the future remain the criterion of excellence. Yet why go into details concerning merits so generally recognized? Suffice it to say, in closing, that the eminence we occupy is so lofty and sublime that it will doubtless never be attained again. Generations to come, when they hear of us. will take off' their hats in awe. and say. with Shakespeare: This was a class.-- —R. F., 17. Page Twenty-Three Page Twenty-Four THE HASSAYAMPER Well, my goodness gracious. It really is outrageous How these ignorant little bantams do rave. No apologies do they offer To those they know are loftier. When they giggle, laugh and talk and misbehave. They are very overbearing But we have made a clearing. Yet not a bit of good has there been done. For even now they raise a fuss. They even deign to sit by us. I S. the noblest creatures underneath the sun. Why, heavens! they approach us. Of nerve they have a surplus. And say they know our dance is sure to fail. Just think of them, mere babies Who ne'er bow to the ladies Ordering us to send their bids out thru the mail. Perhaps they will learn better, Let’s hope this little letter Will help the brazen freshies right along. For some day they’ll be here And with phrases quite severe Will tell the others what they do is wrong. 'age Twenty-Five THE HASSAYAMPER Page Twenty-Six MISS MABEL LLOYD. Artist of “The Hassayamper, To whom we. the Class of '15. are deeply indebted Page Twenty-Seven THE HASSAYAMPER On the Lookout By THOMAS MARKS. To 'W hew ! but it is a hot old day. dark. I wish we would run onto one of those infernal water holes of yours. I'm nearly ready to cash in. “Never mind. Fatty, old hoy. you will soon got acquainted with Arizona's desert climate, and. in truth, that water hole of which you were speakinir is not very far off. This was the trend of conversation between two boys, one the son of the threat cattle king. doe Parks, the other. Raymond Bugsby, his college (•hum and present guest. IJav, or “fatty. as his chum called him. was straight from the city and very much interested in the customs of the western country and its inhabitants. I say. Jack, would you be so kind a- to tell me what that gray blotch on the horizon is? N’o, not that way; over here; now you've got it. Sav, is that honestly the water hole?” Say. fat. il you don t stop talking about that water hole. I'll tie you up right here in the desert and leave you. Do von get me?'5 I m not fooling, «lack. I mean it. Look, don't you see that little streak over there? Look again and see if I'm not right. By Crimenv! I believe you're right. Fatty. I wonder what it can be. anyway.” l oll. why not investigate, .Tack? Haven't we a couple of sturdy 'buck- skins. as you call them, and I'm quite sure it is not too far.’’ Well, anything to please you. old fat heart. Let's go. The boys soon had the little cow ponies shaking their feet as they had not done for a long tilin', and it was not long before they were in sight of that gray blotch or streak. Ha. Hal Hee! ouf ! Oh. (lee! but it s sure funny. Here we've nearly killed these poor horses, just to come in sight of Abbv and his camels. Camels! You don't mean to say. .Jack Parks, as an honest chum and schoolmate, that those are camels over there?” Aye. that they be. fatty, my lad. and the worst set of ‘peskie critters' that Lucie Sam has ever purchased. They are just a darned nuisance to the country.” Well, who would ever think of seeing camels here? Well, what are they used for. anyway. Jack ?” Just this. The desert stretch from San Diego to Yuma was so long and barren that it was impossible for mule teams to make the trip, so Uncle Sam decided to purchase these things to carry his freight. The darned old things have frightened every tame animal in the country, too. But. say. mavbe von would like to meet the driver of this herd. Ile’s'a funny acting old cuss, but lie is interesting, anyway. Come, we will find him.” As the boys approached, the camels seemed very uneasy, but still they made not a move toward stampeding on their arrival. The boys rode quietly around the herd to the far side, and there they discovered the form of a man lying flat on the sand in the shade of a small bush. I guess old Abby's taking his afternoon nap. Let's wake him up. Fatty. What do you say?” Pagf Twenty-Kight THE HASSAYAMPER ‘•Are you sun ho won 1 bite, .lack ( Xo. I hardly think ho is capable of that. Fatty. The two boy's dismounted and quietly approached the seemingly lifeless l)odv. Jack drew from his coat pocket a small straw which ho used for pipe- cleaning and viciously began tickling the ear of the sleeping victim, but with no immediate result. Wonder what’s the matter with the old devil, anyway ' I don’t know. I'm sure, unless lie's-- Holy jumpin' Mackinaw. Jack. hook at the man's face. Why. it’s—it's—it's as blue as the shirt you've got on! W-Whv. I believe the man’s dead and gone to mortifying, sure enough I do. Is he breathing yet ?’’ But there was no need of further explanation. One look at the man's face convinced Jack that the man was dead, or nearly so. and it was now that the extreme coolness and quickness derived from his western life, served him well. In a second his head was at the breast of tin unconscious man. A slight throb was felt. That was enough. The water. Fatty. Jump, quick! That's it. Now get busy, you fool. What’s your college training good for, anyway'i Straighten out the fellow's legs, straighten his arms, get over him. get under his shoulder blades, pump some air into him, quick, quick, for God’s sake, man. Here, you wash his head and neck. I’ll attend to that.” With these few instructions to Fatty, the two boys set earnestly to work to bring, as it seemed to Fatty, a dead man to life. There, his eyes are quivering and his muscles are twitching. Now. hold on to him for dear life. Fatty. That's the idea. In truth, the man was really showing signs of life, and after a few moans and a great convulsion. In opened his eyes, to the extreme delight of .lack and to the utter astonishment of Fatty. Him. Fat. Get those blankets over there, quick. We’ll wrap him up for fear he will get the shivers after coming to. They sat quietly beside the man. both on the alert, for they feared that the man might again have another terrible convulsion. Soon, he raised him- self slightly and made a sign to Jack. Jack approached the man's head and. arranged the cold rags. (io. boy, q-q-quick—sa-sad-saddle-bag—bo-bot-bottle”----- This was all that Jack was able to understand, for the man sank slowly to the ground with a quiver still on his lips But Jack had heard enough. Soon he was at the man's side again with the bottle. The came! driver raised his head slowly towards Jack, and with a sign in the affirmative, reached for the bottle, but again his strength failed him and again he slowly sank to the ground. Jack immediately opened the queer bottle, revealing a svrup-like liquid with a pungent odor. He placed the bottle to the quivering.lips of the camel driver, who. with difficulty, managed to swallow a few mouthsful of the liquid. Then he lay down with seemingly greater comfort, but motioned for the boys to remain. Jack, now finding the camel driver able to talk a little, determined to question him as to the nature of his unconsciousness, for it had indeed greatly I’avre Twenty-Nine THE H ASSAYAMPER puzzled both boys. lie slid closer to the side of the man. and in as few words as possible, requested the nature of his near demise. At first the camel driver said not a word, but then, with a frown covering his discolored brow, beckoned both boys to come nearer to him. Then in a voice full of anguish and emotion, as if the terrible ordeal to which he had nearly succumbed had wrecked his very soul, he related the following strange story: T will begin my fearful story (for such it is. indeed) by explaining to you the nature of the family from which 1 sprang, and of the terrible sur- roundings in which 1 was reared. My father. Assuol Hydrioly, in his out- ward appearance was a man of the most noble character and a loyal patriot to his tribe and religion. But at heart he was the lowest type of criminal— thief, murderer and hypocrite. Unfortunately, 1 was brought up under the influence of this terrible being. He made me the instrument of all the criminal deeds by which his victims were made to suffer for his greed for power and wealth. “As my American friends say. ‘Murder will out.' TIis hateful deeds were not to go on forever, and finally, one day there was a reckoning. I was caught open-handed on one of my forced ventures. It was not a petty theft, for which I might have been pardoned; neither was it a crime bv which I migh� have been imprisoned. It was worse. It was the theft of the sacred jewels from the Holy Temple of my people. This was a deed unpardonable in the eyes of my countrymen, and the penalty was death, and death in the worst form obtainable. Death from a poisoned blade. The news of my capture was not long in being carried to my father. He was intensely alarmed at this, not for my sake, but for his own. He feared that I. to save myself, might point out to my people the true instigator of my crime. So at the dead of night, he sneaked to my prison, and by bribing the guards, gained admission to my cell. He advised me to escape, reminding me of the fearful death that was to be inflicted the following day. I took heed to his warning and after lie had left my presence I freed myself from my bonds and made my get-away. “I went straight to my home. There I received the good news that there was a ship sailing soon from a port not more than fifty miles distant. He advised me to seek a passage on this ship and go to some foreign country. This I decided to do and made hurried preparations for my departure. Before leaving, however, my father placed in my hands that queer-looking bottle which you are holding, explaining to me its valuable contents. Then, with a few parting words (they were indeed very few. because my father was very glad to see me leave) I left forever the home under whose outrageous master I had been reared. “I reached the seashore the following day. just in time to sneak mv way to the hold of a large merchant vessel. Weil, many days later I arrived in America. An Arabian, worse than that, an outcast Arabian, and without a solitary English word to my credit. What was mv great pleasure, when I met. in a small seaport, a man of my own nationality, and one who had ac- quired a few words of English. He told me of the proposed project of the United States Government of buying, for freighting purposes across the Arizona desert, a large herd of camels. I was at that time in very sore straits I’rtff� Thirtv THE HASSAYAMPER and determined to seek the position of camel driver for the United States Gov- ernment. Well, with the aid of my Arabian friend. I was led to the «Govern- ment official and after being found efficient for the position. I was placed in charge of the herd as soon as they arrived. ‘T came direct to San Diego with my herd and started immediately at my new business. 1 was pleased. I could now work honestly, and 1 loved nothing better than to be alone. I was given one assistant, a young American, through whom I have learned my English. “T worked steadily with my herd and each year I found myself more pleased. I had learned to love my work, to love the inhabitants, and above all. the high standards of you Americans. Although I was happy and contented, I always had a feeling that some day a spy would be sent bv my country to find me. and if possible, to kill me. for the deed I had committed years before would never be forgotten. Well, as I said before. I always had a queer feeling that I was being followed, and one day my thoughts were verified. 1 had arrived in San Diego when it was nearly dark, and had left my camels in charge of my American friend. I was walking to the village store for provisions for our next trip, when I saw the shadow of a man slinking behind the trees. It was an Arabian. I could tell by his walk and appearance. At first I thought nothing about it. but suddenly it all flashed before my mind. This was the long-feared spy. I knew well what was soon to follow. This spy was sent by the leader of his country to find me and kill me. 1 knew what the penalty would be if the action of my head was not quicker than his. I feared the spy and his deadly weapon. 1 returned to my herd and prepared for the worst, for I knew that a terrible combat was soon to follow, for this man. who was sent to kill me. was the agent of his chief, and was spurred on by his faithfulness to his religion. What is a greater inducement than that to a loyal Arab? In truth, there is none. “I placed in my belt the long knife which had formerly been my means of escape from many a dreadful scene. I again proceeded to the village: this time with greater care. Again as I approached the large tree where I had seen the shadow the first time, I saw a form slowly creeping from the shadow of the tree, toward me. I trembled from bead to foot, for I knew it would be a fearful conflict. I did not stop, however, but advanced slowly and on tbe alert. In an instant the shadow sprang before me. a hand was raised and the vicious cry of the revengeful Arab broke the silence of the night. I knew the result of that weapon with its poison, and I acted quickly. With a quirk lunge I drove my blade to the heart of the victim. Well, from that time till today. I have never been bothered, but I still have had the selfsame feeling as of old—that there was yet another spy on my trail—and I have always been ‘on the lookout'. Here the man's voice trembled and he begged for more of the strange liquid. “As I said before, I have always been on the lookout, yet for many years I have never been bothered. But I knew my time must come. “Today was that fatal time. I was sitting here, having just finished l agre Thirty-One THE H ASSAY AM PER watering and feeding the little camels. God! It was awful. As I said. I had just watered the little camels and placed them with their mothers and was returning to my camping outfit. I guess I had not gone over ten feet when suddenly I heard a noise. I knew that frightful noise. It was coming from the throat of an injured camel. I turned quickly and was just in time to see one of my little camels fall to his side. I looked. Me was dead. Hut that was not the only one—no. there were nine of the little ones, eight of them died. 1 could easily guess the cause of this, for I knew they were well until I had watered them. I looked at the water; it was poisoned. Aye. poisoned, I say. and with Turkish poison, for many times had I seen that pale pink liquid administered. It did not take me long to figure out the cause of these things. I knew a spy was near. This time a better one. He was using a more clever way of killing me. hut I was saved for the time being by the1 death of the little camels. Again, as the first time. I prepared for the worst. Hut this time I was not so fortunate. For the spy. who had probably followed me for weeks and weeks, saw his chance. Quickly he sprang before me from behind a bush. Face to face, knife to knife, we were soon engaged in a life-and-death struggle. Unluckily. I was stabbed first, but only a skin bruise. However, the fatal poison on the blade is quicker than you think. After a few minutes of fearful struggling I succeeded in disarming him. and as he rushed at me, both of his hands outstretched toward my throat, I plunged. T thrust, and he dropped to the ground. As he lay there writhing and twisting like a snake, he called me to his side and addressed me: '1 am not a spy from your tribe; I am not an avenger of my religion. I am. as you were, but another of those unfortunate victims of your father. I was sent by him to kill you. lest you should return to Arabia and disclose his wickedness. Hut we have met. I failed—you con- quered.' “There is my story, boys. Peculiar, it is true. No, no, you needn't bother any more with me. boys. I will soon die.- Yes. it is true the bottle which you hold there is what you Americans call an antidote, but it will only relieve one temporarily. After it is gone, farewell. With these last few words the old camel driver turned his head slowly as the last little camel approached him and nestled his head in the old man’s arms. With a few gentle caresses and a mighty heave of that mighty body, the man suddenly stiffened. Even the baby camel seemed to understand the circumstances, for with a soft cry it too sank beside the lifeless form of its master and also succumbed to that peaceful unconsciousness which had over- taken its master. The two bovs sat silently for many minutes. For the wonderful story of Afaby Hvdriolv had indeed made a great impression on them both. They buried both the camel driver and his last opponent; both victims of a man who had lowered the ideals of many: who had brought his son to the lowest depths of degradation, and who had made of him a criminal and an outcast, hated and hunted bv his fellow-countrymen, but who was now in peaceful slumber and who would never again Ik On the Lookout. Hajse Thirty-Two THE. HASS A YAM PER The Marryin’ By DOX BELL. ’15 Jim Brocklcy was lounging lazily under a large cottonwood tree, fully enjoying its cool shade. He had just returned from a long: cattle drive and felt as though he didn't care a hang what happened, just so long as no one disturbed him. “Hey! you Jim. wake up. called a short, rough-looking fellow, who rode up to where Jim was snoozing away. Are ye gonna lay there all day?'’ “What d'ye want? returned Jim, in a gruff voice as if he didn’t exactly like the idea of having his nap disturbed. “(’in Watson giv me this here letter an’ told me to hand it to ver as I went by: I don't know what's in it, but more'll likely it's an invite to the marrvin’.” Jim then sat up and took notice. “The marryih'! Who's gcttin’ married this time?” ejaculated Jim. has- tily opening the letter that Shorty had handed him. By. haint you heard of it ? Ole Hank Lewis an' (’in 'Watson are gonna get hitched up tomorrow night.” Now. Lucinda .Jane atson was a blushing maid of about thirtv-five and Hank Lewis an awkward boy of somewhere around forty: naturally, a wed- ding of this character interested Jim immensely. “Wall. I'll be durned: who'll be gcttin' tied up next ? Say. who’lls goin’ to this here shebang? he asked, turning to a bunch of fellows who had now liegun to gather around. Every one nv us, they shouted in unison, an' we’re gonna wear our Sunday meet in' clothes to boot.” added Hal Thompson. Sunday meet in’ clothes! Where’ll ye get ’em?” Done got em: down to Stienberger’s auctioning the other daw” they answered. Bell. I m in a devil of a fix. Me got a invitation to a weddin'. and this here letter sez fer me to call fer that there high-filmin' schoolmarm. and me am I got any clothes fit to wear to an Injun dance, let alone to a wed--u'-’ Aw. fergit it. burst in Shorty: “leave it to us: we’ll get vou some • lotlies. on know that there two-fer-a-nickle dude what come down to the bar Diamond Ranch tin' other day? Bell, lies got clothes enuf to start a drv-goods store. BVI1 appropriate sum of them. 1 lie next afternoon about three o’clock the Triangle Ranch was the scene I a great dressin' up. All the cowboys, after first gcttin ready themselves, undertook the task of gcttin’ Jim into his “duds.” for Petes sake, don't choke me to death. Say. whatder ye think I am. a sack of pertaters? Aw, Shorty, watcher tryin to do. pull mv leg off?— ! those there pants won t gjo over my feet—I II be gol-durned if I potter be cut in pieces, choked to death and suffer the torments of eternal damnation. 1 won't wear any clothes at all. After several minutes of such ejaculation, our hero strutted forth clad in us party clothes. I he pants, which fitted Jim like a peeling fits a banana, lacked about six inches of reaching his shoetops. The coat was too narrow by Page Thirty-Three THE HASSAYAMPER four inches, so, consequently, an old gray one of Shorty's was substituted. The collar, which was encircled by a bright red tic , reached nearly to his ears, and this, with all the other torments, gave our hero a look of a victim going to his execution instead of a person going to a wedding. Say. fellers, these here pants are too short by six inches, and I dassent stoop over for fear of a draft. objected dim. “Put on ver boots and they'll cover the space between ver britches and yer feet. advised Hill, who was always ready with a helpful suggestion. Remem- ber. clothes don't make the man, anyway. The time for departure drew nigh. Jim. with a feeling of great dressed- up-ed-ness.’' started bravely for the boarding place of Miss Hayes, the school- marm. On arriving at the school marm's, Jim was invited into the parlor, and there waited until Miss Haves had finished her makeup. He seated himself carefully and attempted to cross his legs.—What was the matter, he couldn't do it? Oh! such agony. lie took liis red bandana handkerchief out of his pocket and mopped his perspiring brow, lie passed several restless moments before the appearance of Miss Hayes. When Miss Haves appeared the look upon her face, when she saw Jim arrayed in all his glorv. can more easily be imagined than described. Hood evening, Mr. H rock ley. How well you are looking. she said, sweetly. Howd'y. M iss Haves, blushingly answered Jim. as he advanced and put out his hand. Isn't it about time we were going. Mr. Hrockley ? Miss Hayes asked, after seeming hours of silence to Jim. I reckon as how we'd better, fer the marryin' starts at eight o'clock, and it is nearly seven-thirty now. During the drive over. Jim recovered from some of his bashfulness. and. in fact, kept up quite a flow of conversation, so the home of the Watsons was reached before either Miss Haves or Jim were aware of the fact. Jim took Miss Hayes up to the door and then stayed outside with the rest of the fellows. Soon Mr. Watson announced the beginning of the performance. The fellows filed in. one bv one. and seated themselves on improvised seats of trunks, boxes, tables, etc., on the opposite side of the room from the girls. Judge Hicks arose, put on his spectacles, opened a book, and then looked first at Hank and then at Cin, who sat on opposite sides of the room from each other. Stand up. Hank,” he ordered. Hank stood up. Cin. you stand up. too.” Cin stood up. Well. the Judge asked, impatiently, are ye gonna stand over there all by yourselves and get married? Get over here, close to each other. Ye ain t gonna bite, be ye V' The couple shyly approached each other and stood In fore Judge Hicks. Hank coolly stationing himself on the train of his bride's gown. Ijet's see ver license. Hank. Hank looked perplexed. License, license.' he said to himself, as if he didn't quite understand what the Judge meant. Oh! 1 know now.” he said, hopefully: it's that piece of paper 1 gave you the other day. Cin.” It was the bride's turn to be fussed. Why. Hank. I didn't think you’d Page Thirty-Four THE HASSAYAMPER need it any more, so I put it away somewhere.” She started in search of the missing license. When she reached the end of her train there was a great sound of the cracking of safety pins and a ripping of cloth, and poor Hank was swept unexpectedly off of his feet. Miss Lucinda made a quick exit from the room, followed by several maidens who were willing to lend a helping hand. Hank stood restlessly in the middle of the room awaiting the reap- pearance of ('in. The search for the license was a lengthy one. but finally, (’in. after dis- turbing the fellows who were sitting on her trunk, begun to pile the contents of the trunk out in the middle of the floor. At last the license was found, not in the trunk, but on a table in plain sight of the Judge. This essential paper produced, the ceremony was once more continued. Hank Lewis, d’ve take this woman as ver lawful wedded wifeSaw ‘I do ” I do. ‘‘Lucinda Jane Watson, do ye take this man for your onlv husbandSav, ‘I do.’ ” ‘•I do.” A e are now pronounced man and wife. Hank, salute your bride. Hank embraced his own and gave her a hearty smack. He then began tumbling, first in one pocket and then the other, for the ring. After he had found this article he attempted to place it upon the finger of his bride, but as luck would have it. he drooped it, and it rolled across the floor with a merry tinkle. Jim. forgetting himself, made a quick lunge for the article, as it he was trying to bull-dog a steer. R-r-i-i-p-p. R-I-R. and Jim hurriedly backed out. About a half an hour later lie returned, dressed in his every-dav clothes. I he marryin and other difficulties over, old Fiddlin' Joe” began to tune up his old fiddle, and soon the room shook to the time of The Arkansaw Trav- eler’ and ‘‘Turkey in the Straw. as the bovs and girls joined in a lively quadrille. The “cowtillion lasted until the early hours of morn. After wishing Mr. and Mrs. Lewis a long, happy life in partnership, the guests left for their homes, all feeling that a better time could not be wished for. It was several weeks after the marryin'. Judge Hicks chanced to be pass- ing by the Triangle Ranch. hy, hello, Jim!” greeted the Judge, as he rode into the yard where Jim Brockley was busily whitewashing the fence. Yer are sure paintin’ tilings up proper since you bought the ranch.” “M ell. Judge, ye see, them there sehoolmarms have a funny notion about the looks of things; I thought that I'd just brighten things up a little. an- swered Jim, with a twinkle in his eye. ‘’Yer don’t mean that you ax-e--? ' ‘A es, sir. I mean that there is gonna be another weddin' soon, and another thing, this here weddin ain’t gonna l e a swell dress affair, neither.” Page Thirtv-Fm THE HASSAYAMPER The Black Knight By MURIEL TUCKER. ’16 ‘•My daughter, have von made your decision ?” demanded the old Duke of Karn of his only daughter, Clarice. 1 made it long ago. dear father. she answered, sadly: “that one is irrev- ocable.” “Do you care for nothing but this foolhardy love of yours? Will you disappoint me again in my old age? Think of this province! Will you unite it to that of a broken man? No, you shall not. T say! Not while I have power or strength ! ’ Thus raved the noble Duke of Karn. and in his anger he began stamping up and down the long hall, muttering to himself. Clarice, weary of what was becoming a familiar scene, softly stole away to her apartment, where, in solitude, she tried to find a solution to her troublesome problem. She had not been alone long when her serving-maid rushed into the room. Dear lady, she cried, “have you heard? The Duke, your father, has sent messengers far and wide to proclaim a fencing match, the victor of which shall have your hand as a prize.” Realizing the obstinacy of Clarice, the Duke had decided upon a fencing match as a pleasing and decisive method of settling the difficulty. In his youth he had been a champion, and being disappointed in having only a daughter instead of a son. he had taken delight in instructing her in the art of swordsmanship. From this training she had developed a physique unlike the women of her day. ' She fairly glowed with the joy of perfect health, and in her lovely face one could find determination, sympathy and intelligence. After learning of her father's action. Clarice, wrapping herself in a dark- cloak. stealthily stole out into the garden and through the woods to a great brown castle. She was admitted by a tiny, gray-haired woman, who led her silently up the dark stairs. With a beating heart, she entered the dimly lighted room. At a table in an immense chair sat a man. his head thrown back and his eves closed. On his face was an expression of irrepressible longing and also of weariness. He sat up eagerly when his name was softly spoken by a dear, familiar voice. Ah! Clarice, why have you passed through the woods at this time? See. it is almost dusk.” “I am sore pressed this night. Maurice, and I have come to beg your aid.” Then she told him the whole hopeless story and pleaded with him to plan «ome method of escape for her. But he refused, saying it was best that she should forget their love and wed a man that was strong and able to defend the prov- ince with arms, if necessary. Overcome with emotion. Clarice flung her cloak about her shoulders, declaring that she would die rather than marry any of the men of her father's choice. She hastily left the room, anxious to feel the cool evening breeze against her fevered face. She left Sir Maurice worried over her impetuosity and rebellious at his own fate. He recalled the time when he was as skilled and strong as the best knight; when he could have entered the contest and fought for the possession of the one he loved. He thought of the clamor of the battle, in which he re- Pace Thirty-Six THE HASSAYAMPER ceived the wound which left him helpless. He must remain sitting, always sitting, alone, with only his pen and his thoughts for companionship, while all lie held dear lived on without him. Oh! if he could but grasp the hilt of that sword—the sword he had so often used—and if he could hut know, once again, the excitement and the uncertainty of battle! The day of the match arrived. The scene was one of unusual gaiety, for the preparations had been great and costly. The Duke of Karn was overjoyed at the prospect of an exciting and hard-fought combat, for the list of con- testants showed that the best swordsmen for miles around had come to partici- pate. The Duke sat on an elevated throne at one end of the great hall, and beside him sat his daughter, heavily veiled and apparently very excited. Duel after duel was fought and knight after knight was carried, bleeding and unconscious, from the scene. The numerous spectators greeted each new contestant with cheers, and there was much surmising as to who would be the final champion. Finally only one knight remained, Sir Ronalf, the supreme favorite of the Duke and the least favored by Clarice. The heralds were about to proclaim him victor, when another herald appeared and announced the arrival of a strange knight. A knight dressed all in black, with his face and head entirely covered with a black mask. The interest of the company seemed to increase doubly. What chance had this slender, graceful knight against the champion of fifty men' The Black Knight was visibly agitated. He paid his respects to the Duke and his daughter silently: then he stood for a moment with his hand pressed against his forehead, as if he were gathering all his strength. For several moments: the combatants parried, the Black Knight fighting defensively. Then by a series of quick, cunning tricks, he drove the champion back across the floor. Suddenly a sword was sent flying through the air and with a groan his antagonist fell to the floor. The Duke of Kara jumped to his feet in great astonishment, wondering who was this man who could so easily and bv such a skillful drive disarm the famous Sir Ronald. His courtesy, however, overcame his agitation and disappointment. The strange knight was being led. half fainting, to him. “You have fought both bravely and skillfully,” stammered the Duke, when the ‘-bra vos” of the crowd became quiet. ‘‘Are you aware, strange Sir. of the reward of this contest?” It is the hand of the Lady Clarice, my lord.” the Knight murmured, in a voice low with pain. Slowly he unfastened his mask and drew it off with only one hand, the other hanging limp at his side. An exclamation filled with horror and surprise escaped the Duke. The Knight fell unconscious at Ins feet. -V week later two people, an invalid man and a beautiful girl, sat on a balcony overlooking the wonderful gardens. The scent of fragrant blossoms floated up to them, the gurgle of the fountains, the twitter of birds in their nests, all mingled with the myriad sweet sounds of twilight. An old man paused in the doorway and with a smile, half of delight, half of sorrow, silently stepped back into the shadow—and thus the picture I‘age Thirty-Seven THE HASSAYAMPER remained, silent and motionless, except for the tender movements of the man as he caressed the girl’s bandaged arm. She turned at last to him, her eyes glowing in the dusk like two brilliant stars. TIow fortunate it was that my dear maid, at least, was willing to help me. And. oh,” sin� sighed, happily, it is worth the terror, the agony and the anxiety; for what is life without love?” A Sonnet on Life Fleet as the clouds before a summer storm, Changeful as lights upon the rippling sea. Now filled with joy over a vict’ry gained, Now saddened by a mist of bitter grief, Oppressed, discouraged by the taunt of men, A hard-earned struggle ’gainst unnumbered foes, With Hope a beacon light to guide us safe, Tis thus our passage here on earth must be. To Thee, Great God of Heaven, we raise our prayer. For guidance through this world of sin and strife. Enkindle in our inmost souls, desire For more than earthly gain and men’s reward. Help us to rise above the cares of life And rise to Thee, O God, Great Three in One. Mary King, T6. To Winter Some poets sing of spring and April showers; Some poets sing of summer and all its flowers; Some poets sing of autumn with trees so bare, I sing of winter, to me most fair. Seasons come and seasons roll away, But winter comes, and lo, it comes to stay. The ladies start to buy their new spring hats. And lay aside their heavy winter wraps. But winter comes again with icy blast, And snow and hail fall very thick and fast; The mercury drops down to three below, The pipes freeze up. and plumbers come and go. We build a fire which with us makes a hit. This is the joy of living.— Winter—nit! Melita Meade, T6. Cairo Thirty-Eight THE HASSAYAMPER Funny, Isn’t It? By ROY BELL, ’17 Blame it all. Ghes! I'm getting tired of the life I’m leading here.’’ This statement came from John St aver (commonly known as Jack Staver), and was delivered to his chum. Chester Sleeper. “What’s the matter, old man? I think this is a dandy place to spend the coming summer. Why do you want to leave?' Oh. I don't know what it is, dies, but there is always something. I can’t explain what, that keeps calling me, and T never have been able to conquer that feeling for any length of time. “Oh. fudge. Jack, cheer up! If you say move, why move we do. for it don’t make any difference to me what I do. Life is just one thing after another, anyhow, as the old man said when the old cow kicked him over. “What do you say to going west, Ghes? We can buy ns a ranch out there, and besides having a change of scenery, we can clean up enough coin to cover our expenses.” “Sure! That will be fine. When shall we start. Jack ? “Let’s start right away. Let me see—today is the 25th of May—suppose we start on the 1st of June.” “That’s fine! I'll get my things fixed up here and then good-bye, Brecks- ville. Ohio, for sunny Arizona.’' On June 1st. two snobby-dressed young men boarded the train at Brecks- ville and were off for well, they were going to Arizona: more than that no one could tell. Some six days later, as the 4:08 pulled in at Prescott, two young men. no doubt they were the same ones who had left Breeksville a few days before, stepped off the train, and after some delay over their baggage, they climbed into the St. Michael bus and up the main street they were transported to the Hotel St. Michael. “Hurrah! for Arizona and Prescott. Jack,” sang out Ghes, as he landed on the sidewalk in front of the hotel. Hurrah! Number 2. Ghes. hut no more hurrahs for me till I get some grub inside of me: after that I'll think about it.” Gee! T didn’t know I was hungry till you mentioned the fact. Jack. Gome on: me for the ‘hasher’.” That evening Jack and Giles were sitting on the Plaza, watching the pass- ing people. Pretty young ladies seemed to attract Ghes most. “Good-even’, bovs; be ye strangers in these yere parts?” This came from a middle-aged man. a typical western type of rancher. “Good evening, my friend, said Jack. “Yes. we are strangers here; just got in.” “Wall, now. I'm right glad to meet you. My name’s Jim Sanders—Old Jim Sanders, ever'bodv calls me.” Page Thirtv-Xino THE HASSAYAMPER cry glad to know you, Mr. Sanders. My name is Jack St aver. 'Th i- is my chum, dies Sleeper.’ ‘Much obliged to know you, boys. Tike to hov ve come down to mv ranch. Dog-gone it! I didn't think I'd l e owner of it now. That’s what I come in ler. to sell it, but the feller I sold it to never come across with the ‘dough so he never got the ranch. Nice ranch, boys; two hundred acres of alfalfa, a thousand fruit trees of various kinds, twenty head of hawgs, seven milch cows, ten draft animuls. plenty of tools, a good house and barn, and ‘goms’ of water fer irrigatin , all fer fifteen thousand dollars of I ncle Sam's money.” “You still want to sell it, Mr. Sanders?” “Yes. I’m getting too old to run it. and I want to go back home, anyhow, and see the folks.” “Well, perhaps we can buy this ranch. You see. we are out here for that purpose, and from the description of your ranch, it is just what we are look- ing for.” “Now thet’s luck, hain’t it? “Say, what s the matter with you-all a-goin out horn with me termor- t er? My home is down in the Green River valley, some forty-odd mile. I'm going out termorrer and II hev lots of room: so come on out with me. “All right, we 11 do that: won’t hurt us to look it over, anyhow. ••Well, good-night, boys. I’ll call fer you at the hotel in the morning about six.” Welh Alt . Sanders, we have looked your place over and have decided to buy it. This conversation took place several days after the boys had reached Old Jim Sanders' place. All right, bovs. the place is yours; we ll get the papers fixed up this after- noon, and then if you’ll let me stay here about a month. I'll then leave you and go east.” ‘Stay as long as you like. Jim: there’s lots of room here for all of us. The year following was a prosperous one for Ches and Jack. The alfalfa crop was heavy, and from the four crops they baled out eight hun- dred tons. clearing up a neat litttle sum of eight thousand dollars. Ches was figuring up accounts. “Looks pretty good, don't it. Jack, old boy ?” “ es, but hang it all! What do I care for a little money ? “Jiminy crickets. Si! W hat’s the matter now ? Got another funny spell ? “I guess so. Ches, and now if you don't mind. I'm going up into the mountains for the winter and spring, and see if I can't forget that old feeling.” “By George, Jack. I believe you are love-sick. “Love-sick, my foot. I never went with a girl two times in succession in my life. But I’m going up into the mountains, anyhow. We now find Jack settled down to a quiet old bachelor s life, in a cozy little cabin, with plenty of food, clothing and reading matter, a good dog and Pafce Forty THE HASSAYAMPER gun. and nothing to do but rest or hunt, as he preferred: it seems that Jack preferred the latter. One day while lie was out hunting, he sat down in the shade of a tree to rest. The heat of the November sun made him sleepy, and he stretched him- self out on the natural coach of moss and pine needles and was soon wrapped in a deep slumber. When he awoke some time later and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the initials. A. . freshly carved in the white bark of the quaking asp tree, directly in front of him. and in plain sight. Huh! 1 wonder who put those there? I don’t believe that was there when I went to sleep: I'll be darned if I don’t think it was done while I slept. 1 didn’t see any tracks, though, but pshaw ! I can’t even see my own tracks here in the needles very plain. T don’t know, though—maybe I didn’t notice them before. I should worry, anyhow.’ Hut worry he did. for the whole thing seemed so uncanny. A few days later, when he had been away from home all day, he returned to find larger initials, A. W., carved on tIn sycamore tree in front of his cabin, but still no clue, for there were no tracks that he could find. I don’t believe a man is doing this work, for those initials look too deli- cate: but where is there a girl in these mountains?” The same thing went on for weeks. Everywhere Jack went, he would find those initials carved on some tree. One day Jack was coming home, and he saw some one coming down the mountain road ahead of him. Ah ! I’ll ask him if he knows any one whose initials are A. W.” Hello, my friend,’’ hailed Jack. “Whoa ! How are ye, stranger? Where lie ye goin’?” “Oh! just walking around—but say, could you tell me where the person lives whose initials are A. W.?” ‘Huh . so you need a chaw of terbaeker awful, do you? Wall, here ye are. No! No! I said, did you know where a girl lives up here? “Oh! Yes.” Where? Jack was sure he was on the trail now. but when the answer was given, lie lost all hope. “Wliar? Why. up yonder in them oaks, there is any amount o' squirrels.” Oh! Piffle! That old boob couldn’t hear if it thundered. Huh! gray squirrels! Who cares about squirrels? Jack left the road in disgust and wandered way up on Baker’s Butte for a look over the Mogollon Mountains. After he had seen all he cared to. he wandered back down into East Clear Creek to get a drink. When he had finished drinking, he sat down on a rock to rest and think. With his head between his hands, he sat there, unaware of anything around him. his whole power of thought at work on the mystery of A. W.. when Bang! the crack of a rifle echoed up and down the valley, and at the same instant a large lvnx fell from an overhanging rock and landed almost at his feet, writhing iii a death struggle. Jack jumped away from the awful looking animal, and the first thing he thought of was: Pago Forty-One THE HASSAYAMPER “Who fired the shot that saved me from this animal?” A little puff of smoke was floating away from a near-by hush, that showed whoever fired the shot must have been close to that spot. Jack rushed up there, and there, lying on the ground, with a smoking rifle at her side, was a young lady. Jack quickly ran up to her. and. picking her up. hurried to the creek, where he soon revived her from a faint by bathing her face in cold water. Oh, mv! The lynx! ' were her first words. “There—there, the lynx is dead, thanks to you.” The young lady jumped when she heard this, and then, feeling Jack’s arm around her, she sprang up and ran away from him as if frightened. Jack's thoughts began to work quickly. “Who are you ? Whom have I to thank for my life? Oh. I know—it is A. W.: hut what is your real name? What makes you think my initials are A. W. ? “Oh! I know you are the one who has been causing me so much worry.” “Worry! Has it been worrying you? Yes—-no—I don't think it has. Really. 1 have enjoyed hunting for you. But please tell me your name. “Oh. my name? It is Alice Wentworth.” There, that accounts for it. A. W.—Alice Wentworth. “My name is Jack Staver. For several years I have been haunted by some- thing that kept me traveling. That longing for travel brought me here. It has never left me before till now. Alice, will you always stay with me and keep that old feeling away?” My story is very much the same. Jack. I have had the same kind of a strange feeling as you. and that is why I came up here in the mountains. I taught school in Green River Valley for a year, and then came up here, and have been living with Aunt Sally and Uncle Si ever since. When you came. Jack, and I saw you for the first time, there by the creek, asleep (when 1 carved my initials on the tree where you would see them), that old feeling left. If you really want to keep me”—here she paused, and as Jack held out his arms, she slowly walked forward into his embrace. Later, as they sat in the moonlight, each occupied with their own thoughts, the soft November breeze in the pines seemed to murmur “Love’s Old Sweet Song to them. At length. Jack turned to the silent girl, and as he gazed into her eves, he heard her sav in a low but distinct voice, “Funny, Isn't It? Note The story got thus far, ray friend. But as you see, a space remained: For we could not stretch that fatal end. The space, therefore, remained. But we have conceived in our temper and rage, A design that you might call art; Just turn quickly over to the following page, Forget that this space took part. Editor. I’age Forty-Two THE HASSAYAMPER The Capture of Montezuma’s Castle By CAROLINE BRINKMEYER, '18 Wo had just reached the summit of a slight rise, when the wagon stopped with a jerk, and Jack said, Look. Pete, there are the castles. Wo were on the edge of the valley of Beaver (’rook. Looking across the valley, dotted with clumps of green trees. I saw a lofty, grayish-white cliff, which bounded the other side. Just at this instant the cliff was transformed by the light of the setting sun. Gleams of white shot through the golden scarlet that enveloped the cliff, and far up in a hollow, overhung by an immense jutting cliff, I could see the faint outlines of a small adobe-like structure, nestling like a chick under the protecting wing of an old hen. This was my first glimpse of the castle. That night. Jack, Steve. Chunky and I made our camp at the foot of the cliff in which Montezuma’s castle lies, and after having a slight repast called supper, we began to look around for some means of en joyment, to pass the time for an hour or two. Well, I don’t see any use waiting around: we might just as well lx gin sleeping now as later.” said Chunky. Oh. Chunky, if you don’t stop eating and sleeping so much, they will have to cart you around in a wheel-chair. How much did you say you weighed? An even two hundred, wasn't it? Xow. Steve, you don’t have to make things any worse than they are. I only weigh one hundred and ninety-eight and three-fourths, and that is a long way from two hundred. Well, we’re not getting anywhere.” said Jack. I move we tell stories. That’s not a bad idea. 1 said, and knowing Jack to l e a good story-teller. I added, and since you made the bargain, it is up to you to tell tin first story. “Yes. go on, Jack: tell us one of your good ones.’’ the others chorused. “Well, seeing that we are in such an historical place, under the er loot PaKo Forty-Three THE HASSAYAMPER of Montezuma s ( astle, I guess I will tell you the story of the conquest of the Castle and the annihilation of its inhabitants ' He lay back, with his eyes half closed, looking up at the ghostly form of the Castle, while we made ourselves comfortable in our places around the low-burning campfire. After a few minutes, Jack begun speaking in a low voice that seemed to fit the surroundings admirably. “Many, many moons ago, this land was inhabited by a race of pigmy In- dians. who were so small that a person four feet tall was considered a large man. These pigmies were very skillful engineers, building canal systems for irrigating their fields, as well as constructing their cliff dwellings, which are even today, marvels of engineering skill. They lived upon the fruit of their toil and the spoils of their hunts. Year after year, their fields yielded large crops of maize, under their careful methods of cultivation and irrigation, and their reserve granaries, in the rear of the Castle, were always filled to over- flowing. They were especially well protected from marauding tribes, for there was a wide desert on the south, mountains on the east and west, and on the north, the mighty Grand Canyon. There was only one thing to bother this otherwise happy people; this was the growing scarcity of game in their imme- diate territory. They held large festivals on the flat mesa over there in wor- ship of Manitou. Here they sought for more game and celebrated their con- quests. Year after year, game grew scarcer in their territory, and they were forced to go far from home for their supply of food. One day. a small rem- nant of a large hunting party returned from a trip far into the Land of the Northern Sun. with news of a race of mighty giants, some of them nearly twice as large as the average pigmy. The pigmy huntsmen had unexpected!v come upon a camp of the giants, and as a result nearly their whole force had been wiped out. From the day when the pigmies at the Castle had first heard of the giants in the Northland, reports were continually brought of the further advance of the mighty people, whose arrows were larger than the largest pigmies' spears. The pigmies placed a series of runners from the border of their territory toward the Castle, in order that they might be able to take refuge in the Castle, and the methods of caves and cliff dwellings connected with it. if the approach of the enemy seemed to point toward an attack. About two moons after the first report of the giants, the village at the foot of the Castle was thrown into great confusion, when one of their runners staggered into their midst and fell, exhausted, unable to uttter a word. Old Montezuma sent his most skillful medicine-man to care for the messenger, and finally he was able Pag ' Forty-Four THE HASSAYAMPER to speak. lie told them how a war party as large as a herd of buffalo was approaching, and if they continued their pace, that they would be at the Castle before another sun. The news spread quickly throughout the village, and the ] eople rushed to and fro like ants, making the final preparations for the siege. They stored all their grain and dried meats in the great store-room of the Castle and cleaned out the large spring in the council chamber, so that finally they were prepared to resist a siege of many moons. “As the sun was setting behind the bright blue mountains in the west, the pigmies assembled on the worship ground, to ask Manitou's aid in defeating the giants. They had scarcely gained the safety of their castle and the sur- rounding caves when there was a shrill yell, and looking toward the hills in the. north, the pigmies saw an awe-inspiring and fearful sight. A long, wind- ing line of mighty men was crossing the summit of a high peak, and bathed in the scarlet of the dying sun, seemed like an immense fire-dragon. “The giants reached the plain in front of the castle that night and made camp without attempting an attack. They could see the black outline of the Castle, and realized its strength, so decided to wait until daybreak to make the attack. The people from the Northland were amazed at the extent and strength of the pigmy dwellings, and spent all the next day devising means of attack. “The following day the attack began in earnest, and the giants waged futile war on the Castle from above and below. It was scarcely daybreak when a series of rope ladders were let down over the edge of the overhanging ledge that formed the roof of the Castle, and the giants began to swarm down them. The pigmies were ready for these methods, and dealt mighty destruction with their small poisoned blow-pipe darts. The attacks from below were even more disastrous. The pigmies waited until a large body of giants assembled at the foot of the precipice and then rolled huge boulders down upon them. The rocks left such paths of destruction in their wake that all further attack was abandoned and the giants held a council on the pigmies worship ground. “That night the giants managed to drag an immense pile of brush up under the foot of the Castle, and at daybreak lit it. in an attempt to smoke the pigmies out of their homes. The cliff dwellers extinguished the fires at once by turning the water of the spring down the cliff. The giants, battled in all their attempts, became disheartened, after a week of the conflict, and decided to abandon the attack, and set out for their homes in the North. They gathered together the shattered remains of their mighty army and departed, amidst the shrill yells of defiance from the pigmies, who were now dancing about on the cliff' tops. “'Fhe pigmies thought that the departure of the giants was a ruse to lure Papo Forty-Five THE H ASSAYAMPER them away from their cliff. 1 ut when they saw no further signs of them for a week, they decided to leave their homes and celebrate their deliverance. They were still celebrating, when suddenly a larger body of the huge people from the North swooped down upon them. The pigmies were sur- rounded on all sides, and although they made a brave resistance, they were all finally killed. Only one pimnv escaped the slaughter, and this was their old king. Montezuma. lie managed to slip up into his Castle, and, taking all tin remaining poison of his people, carried it to the large hole in the rear of the castle and dumped it in. For nearly a week he carried poison to this hole, where the rush of water could be heard far below, and during all this time tin1 giants were dying in large numbers every day. Each night Montezuma danced upon the Castle wall, and within a few weeks saw the entire destruction of the giant war party. The hole in which he poured the great store of poison led directly to the Montezuma well, which was the reservoir from which all the water for the surrounding country came. lie revenged his people by poisoning their dest royers.” Well, what became of Montezuma ?” asked Steve. I can t say absolutely, but it is an old tradition among the Indians that at certain times of the year a strange figure appears on the walls of the Castle and gives a grotesque dance. They have come to look on the castle with a superstitious awe, and it is due to this that we are able to visit these ruins today.” “Look at Chunky. I'll bet he never heard much of the story.” Chunk was curled up with a peaceful smile on his face, snoring loudly. Steve took a stick and jabbed Chunk in the ribs, and at the same time Jack and I yelled. Chunky jumped up and fell upon his knees, with his hands uplifted. Please don't kill me, Mr. Pigmy. 1 ain’t no giant. You think yon are smart, don t you? ’ he added, when he saw that he was surrounded, not by a band of the ancient cliff dwellers, but only bv his companions. That night we dreamed of other solutions for the capture of the ancient Castle in the shadow of the great cliff, where, many, many years before, a race of pigmy people had made their home. Fasre Forty-Six ran THE HASSAYAMPER Alumni Our school is proud of each and every one of its Alumni. Those who have entered the higher branches of education have made places for them- selves at the very top. Others are to be found in all sorts of responsible posi- tions. AVe urgently request that Alumni send, if possible, a few lines pertaining to their present locations and occupations. It will help to bring them into closer touch with their former school, which, in turn, will serve as a great memorial to their High School classmates and contemporaries. We have recorded, in a systematic manner, the lists of the Prescott High School Alumni, and we extend to them due recognition. 1905 Alice Adams A graduate of the University of Mich- gan, A.B. Now an instructress in Prescott Pub- lic Schools. Mamie Davis Attending Ann Arbor College. Minnie Davis Now residing in San Diego. Califor- nia. 1906 Raymond Belch eh Graduated from Stanford University. Now Chief Clerk. Board of Super- visors, Yavapai County, at Prescott, Arizona. Neil Clark Attended Northwestern University, LL.D. Now successful lawyer, practicing in Prescott, Arizona. Harold Elliott A graduate of Michigan University. Now employed on railroad at Clifton. Arizona. Harriett Garnett No information. Elanok Sloan Attended Vassar College. Now residing at Phoenix. Arizona. 1907 Orange McNeil Boulder, Colorado. Grace Shank No information. Orcha Haisley At home. Ruby Loy Stenographer. State Board of Health. Phoenix. Arizona. 1908 Philip Beach No information. Jimmie Daces No information. Dorothy Drake Teacher, country school, near Pres- cott, Arizona. Louise Draper No information. Mary Frank Gardner Student at Wellesley College. Nowr residing at Prescott. Arizona. Edith Gateield Teacher in Hawaiian Islands. Warren Meyers Fort Stevens, Oregon. Lem a re Wilder No information. 1909 Christopher Davis Private Secretarv, Railway Exchange Building. A., T. S. F. Offices. Chi- cago. 111. Charles Foster Now student at West Point. Gail Gardner Was student at Dartmouth College, Massachusetts. Now connected with firm of J. I. Gard- ner. at Prescott. Arizona. David Lino Residing in Los Angeles, California. Richard Merritt Attended University of Arizona. Now civil engineer at Prescott. Ari- zona. Lucile Morrison Married. Pag Forty-Eight THE HASSAYAMPER Dams Ross Now on the staff of the Arizona Re- publican, Phoenix, Arizona. 1910 Jean Eads At home. Roy Elliott Now student at the University of Michigan. Perky Lino Attending University of Southern Cal- ifornia. Herbert McCrkady Now in Tucson, Arizona. Stanley Payne At home. Brice Piper Attending Stanford University. Mildred Sprague Residing in Los Angeles, California. Mae Zeiglkr Residing in Los Angeles. California. Florence Herndon Married. Now Mrs. D. E. Russell. Prescott. Ari- zona. 1911 Douglas Aitkex Was a student in Northwestern Uni- versity. Now in Oregon. Rowena De.m i no Now teaching in Kingman, Arizona. Harold Elliott Attending Stanford University. Ruth Haisley A graduate of the Tempe Normal. Now teaching at the Verde. Carrie Heisler Now residing in Phoenix, Arizona. Francis Hektzlkr Now living in Detroit. Michigan. Irene Hem.a Married. Now Mrs. Max Eisner, residing in Los Angeles, California. Susie Mahoney At home. Glae Paul Now successful student at Stanford University. Thomas Ross Now student in the Naval Academy, Annapolis. Ewing Triisby Student at the University of South- ern California, Los Angeles, Cali- fornia. Blanche Wallingford Now attending the Tempe Normal School, at Tempe, Arizona. Ernistine Lund Student, Tempe Normal School, Tempe, Arizona. 1912 Ralph Bell Attending University of Arizona, and now a successful farmer at Camp Verde, Arizona. H E N R Y Br IX K M K Y EH Student at Stanford University, Cali- fornia. Gladys Hathaway Now attending University of South- ern California. Fern Harrison Married. Now Mrs. William Reid. Camp Verde, Arizona. William Jacobson Student. University of California, Berkeley, California. Wilhelmina King Attending the University of Califor- nia, Berkeley, California. Marvin Piper Now studying in the Stanford Uni- versity. Margurite Stephens Attended Tempe Normal School. Now teaching at Humboldt. Arizona. Lokion Reie Now employed by A.. T. S. F. Rail- road, Prescott. Arizona. 1913 D ) N AI.D B U R M ISTER Living in Needles, California. Albert Crawford Student at University of Arizona, Tucson, Arizona. Mariam Doudna Student at Good Samaritan Hospital, Los Angeles. California. James Farley Assistant Clerk of Court, Prescott, Arizona. Grace Gilaspie Now student in the Terre Haute Nor- mal. Terre Haute, Indiana. Page Forty-Nine THE HASSAYAMPER Harold Howard Attending the University of Arizona, Tucson, Arizona. William Lloyd Now employed by the National For- est Reserve at Prescott, Arizona. George Merritt Attended the University of Arizona. Now civil engineer at Prescott, Ari- zona. Charles McLaxk Now in the employ of The Prescott Journal-Miner Publishing Company. Peter McNulty Attending the University of Santa Clara. California. Roy Richards Now student at the Stanford Univer- sity, California. In a Reibling At home. Mabel Stephens Studying at the Tempe Normal, Tempe, Arizona. Andy Troutz Now residing in Phoenix. Arizona. Edward Zeigler Living in Los Angeles, California. 1914 Kenneth Aitken Now taking a post-graduate course in the Prescott Hign School. Homer Clark Connected with the firm of Deming and Clark, Scientific Farmers, near Prescott, Arizona. Andrew E. Baldwin Now studying in Stanford University, California. Clarence Bur mister Residing in Needles, California. Alma Cousins Employed in the Bashford Burmister Company, at Prescott, Arizona. Grace Cousins Employed in the Prescott Mercantile Company, at Prescott, Arizona. Jean Elliott Taking post-graduate course at Pres- cott High School. Olive Haislky Attending school at Battle Creek, Michigan. David Levy Residing in Prescott, Arizona. Marguritk Levy At home. Ernest Love Student at Stanford University, Cali- fornia. Nellie Marshall Now studying at Lamson’s Business College, in Phoenix, Arizona. Everete Morrow Employed by the A., T. S. F. Rail- road, Prescott, Arizona. Annie Wai.li ngeord Now a student in the University of California, Berkeley, California. Marcellv Brinkmeyer Now attending the University of Cali- fornia, Berkeley, California. Miley Deming Connected with the firm of Clark and Deming, Scientific Farmers, Pres- cott. Arizona. i-?saaB8way- The purpose of this schooiisto develop self-supporting men and women of whom The uuorld may sgys 1 am better for your having lived. Page Fifty | Cage Fifty-One THE HASSAYAMPER Society Don't be led to think, gentle reader, by the extent of our preceding rec- ords. that studying is all we do: nor don’t be led to believe by the string of events in our social column that society is all we contend with. On the con- trary, we have time for both: if we don’t have it, we make it. Run, if you must, but don’t get out of breath: Work like a man. but don't be worked to death. The Monday Club Dance The first big social event of the season was in the form of a dance, given at the Monday Club, on Friday. September 25th. The hall was beautifully decorated in the blue and gold. Almost all of the members, of-the old bunch, were present, and also a few new ones who were most eager to be present at such a gathering. After every one was danced out. and after every one had expressed his hopes for another meeting of the old bunch, the lights were turned low and all adjourned. Sophomore Gathering On the evening of Friday, October 30th. the Kindergarten room was the scene of a fancifully garbed and masked gathering, composed of members of the class of ‘17 and tlx- faculty. During the evening fortune-telling and vari- ous games appropriate to the season were enjoyed by all. The crowning event of the evening was the feast served up bv the refreshment committee, which brought exclamations from all. After all had done ample justice to the good things, more games were played, and as it neared midnight, all departed, re- luctantly. The general opinion was, the best ever. Junior Mixing On the evening of November 5th, the Juniors entertained a number of (heir friends at the Monday Club rooms. The party took the form of an informal dance. Good music was furnished by the numerous piano players of the school, and delicious refreshments added to the enjoyment of the evening. Sophomore Frivolity February 5, 1915. This was the second big party given by the Sopho- mores. and it was also another grand success. This party, however, took the torm of a dance, at the Monday Club. It was probably the largest gathering thus far in the season, and a fine time was enjoyed by all who attended it. The hopes are that a few more of them may be given in the near future. Page Fifty-Two THE HASSAYAMPER Freshie Debut On Saturday evening. February the 20th. the babes of P. II. S. gave what they called a “dance.’’ At half-past six the guests began to arrive. What a pleasing sight the baby boys were, as they came down the street, holding tight to papa’s hand, their faces scrubbed till they fairly beamed, their little shoes polished till they shone like a new silver dollar, their hair parted down the middle and patted down in wet curls on their foreheads, and their cute little “knickerbocker” suits brushed spick and span. One little bov was braver than the rest. He came without his papa and brought a Sophomore girl as his guest, but his mamma phoned over to the girl’s mamma and asked her if there was any way by which they could arrange it so that the little one would not have to come home alone, for the night was very dark. At fifteen minutes of seven the master of ceremonies called the dance to order, but the little boys were so self-conscious that they stood around the room, with their little fingers in their little months, and it was necessary for the girls to ask the crums’’ to dance. The music started and all the little dears joined hands, but lo and behold! they did not dance. It was ring around a rosy.’’ .At fifteen minutes after seven refreshments were served in the form of Horlick’s Malted Milk’’ and “Mother Winslow's Soothing Syrup. Now, of course , they wanted to be up to date, so they called a “moon- light. but alas! they knew naught of that fatal dream waltz. As soon as the lights were turned low, away they ran behind tin chairs, only to play boogy- man. By this time it had grown very late—thirty-seven minutes after seven —and tin little dears became very sleepy and soon would have fallen asleep had not their gentle matrons pinched their little noses and said. “Come. Oswald, we must went.’’ Thus closed the most successful dance in the history of P. II. S. The unanimous agreement was, “Them dances is sure fine stuff, but they make a feller stay up purty late.’’ The Queeners’ Gambol Thumb Butte or bust. ” was the cry on the morning of March the 13th, when the P. G.’s and the Bachelors started on a picnic to Thumb Butte. The driver cracked his whip over the backs of our Jerusalem ponies and the rattle of the float began to break the silence of the pine-clad hills. The trip out was indescribable—(except, we might add here, that the float was quite destitute of springs)—laughter mingled with songs, or. in some cases, groans, kept even the mules in good humor, for they responded to the merry music as if they understood the meaning of such outlandish outbursts. After about an hour of travel, aside from an occasional stopping to pick up some one who had fallen overboard, we reached our destination at the foot of Thumb Butte. After l aKt Fifty-Three THE HASSAYAMPER pondering for several moments upon whether or not we needed the strenuous exercise incident to the long climb wo finally decided that it was quite necessary to work up an appetite for the luscious spread that was to follow. Unfortu- nately, the more fleshy members of the party (namely, Eleanor Meade, Millie Marks, Miss Barnard. Babe Morrison, and several others) had to be half carried, hauled and pulled over the precipitous obstructions on the trail to the top of the Butte. However, we all succeeded in reaching the top of the Butte, and while we rested Johnnie Robinson favored us with a very touching solo, “Senor Spagoni.” Having now fully recovered from the climb, also Johnnie’s solo, we began to contemplate the most propitious mode of descent. Of course, the fat members preferred the longest way. Lee Thompson, who appeared in a suicidal frame of mind for unknown reasons, proposed to jump over the cliff. Nevertheless, Lee meekly followed in the footsteps of those who were less inclined to fly across the border to the Great Unknown. There was about a foot of snow on the north side of the Butte; so we made extemporized sleds out of our sweaters, hats, coats, and so forth, and started on our downward slide. We reached the picnic grounds safely though somewhat cold and damp. However, we soon thawed out before the great bonfire which was prepared for us by the less foolhardy members of. our party. Now for the spread! Was there ever such a variety? Sandwiches, salads, cakes, pies, all scrambled together (again emphasizing the fact that the float was springless). Nevertheless, we managed to get outside of the grub without stopping to pick the salad out of the cake or to separate the pie from the sand- wiches. Idle afternoon was spent in amusement, peculiar to 1 G.’s and Bache- lors; i. e., hide-and-go-seek and pitch, run-sheep-run and crapshooting, black- man and draw-poker and other childish amusements. As Old Sol began to sink slowly nearer the horizon. Miss Barnard announced the hour of departure. All were ready, for the afternoon had been quite strenuous. The jollity of the crowd continued until Roy Bell, for some unknown reason, became unconscious. Don lost his head, and Helen her heart. After the misconstrued English of Don and the artificial respiration ren- dered by Crappy, Roy was soon brought back to life. When asked where he had been, he answered that he had had a wonderful time in some unknown land, dreaming. (Poor boob!) The round of good time sent us home planning for another outing in the near future. Senior Supper As the guests of Miss Alice Adams, the Senior Class was tendered a most delightful supper on the evening of May the 25th. It was an affair long to be remembered by the class of nineteen-fifteen. After an excellent supper, which lasted for a solid hour, various games were played, interspersed with a variety of musical numbers. On leaving, we voted it one of the pleasantest evenings the class had ever enjoyed. Patrr Fifty-Four Page Fifty-Six GRAND FINALE OF THE NAUTICAL KNOT THE HASSAYAMPER The Nautical Knot Because of the attending successes resulting each year from our High School operettas, the people of Prescott have come to look forward most enthusiastically and impatiently for the annual musical treat. This year, in the “Nautical Knot,” or the “Belle of Barnstapoole,” the public was more than amply repaid for its large patronage, it being the most finished performance that the school has ever produced. The principal characters deserve the highest com- mendation for their careful production of the opera. But, above all. Miss Barnard, the musical director of the Prescott Schools, is to be complimented upon her ability in training the many characters of the opera. Many of the honors rightfully go to Melita Meade, who as .Julia, the haughty Belle of Barnstapoole, charmed the audience with her pretty solos. Gladys Fox, playing the part of “Nance,” the simple and beautiful village maid, also succeeded in capturing the hearty applause of her audience. Don Bell, as Joe Stout, the mate of the Bounding Billow, suitor to Nance, always late and always puzzled in his love-making, took his part very well. Thomas Marks, as Bill Salt, ancient mariner, boatswain of the Bounding Billow, and woman-hater, received due honors for his interpretation of the comedy role. Mary Richards, Millie Marks and Grace Andrews, acting the parts of the lovesick village girls, deserve credit for their many solos, trios and dances rendered during the evening. Roy Bell. Charles Reberger and Lee Thompson, as the three lovers of the village girls, also deserve honorable mention. Special features were the parasol drill given by the Barnstapoole girls, led by Mary Richards and Millie Marks, and the sailors’ hornpipe, by the sailor boys. The members of the artists’ chorus showed some real acting as they displayed their works of art to the village maidens. . Page Fifty-Seven HERE AND THERE Fifty -Eight THE H ASSAY AM PER The Junior Play “All the Comforts of Home” UNDER THE DIRECTION OF BEULAH ARMACOST SYNOPSIS Mr. Egbert Pettibone, jealous of his young wife, suddenly decides to make a journey with his wife and daughter, leaving his home in charge of his nephew, Alfred Hastings, an impecunious medical student. Hastings, at the suggestion of his protege, Tom Me Daw, who is to git alf, lets the rooms out, rent paid strictly in advance. The troubles of Hastings and Tom in their new positions of landlord and servant, and nervous sufferings of Christopher Dabney, a broken-down music teacher, all furnish many amusing situations. The uncle returns home unexpectedly, but after a seemingly hopeless tangle, all is straightened out and every one is happy. CAST OF CHARACTERS Alfred Hastings, Pettibone’s nephew..............Malcolm Barrett Tom McDaw, a protege of Alfred’s..................Edwin Sines Theodore Bender, a retired produce dealer. . . .Charles Reberger Josephine Bender, his wife........................Jennie Healey Evangeline Bender, their daughter.................Millie Marks Mr. Egbert Pettibone, a jealous man............LeRov Thompson Rosebeile Pettibone, his second wife..............Muriel Tucker Emily Pettibone. Pettibone's daughter............Eleanor Meade Christopher Dabney, a broken-down music teacher. . .Jim Smith Judson Langhorne. a young man of leisure.............Mason Payne Eifi Oritanski. from the Opera Comique..............Melita Meade Augustus McSnoth. friend of Pettibone...........Johnnie Robinson Victor Smythe. in love with Emily Pettibone...........Joe Andres Katy, maid at Pettibone’s..........................Eila ( ampbell Celeste. Fifi's maid..................................Esther Ross Bailiff, merely a bailiff...........................Harvey Carter Pagre Fifty-Nine THE HASSAYAMPER PRINCIPALS OF THE NAUTICAL KNOT The Senior Play I'lic Senior play of nineteen fifteen, called the “Admirable Crichton, is a study in philosophy and psychology, with enough humor thrown in to make us laugh heartily at the ups and downs of life. Crichton himself is only a butler, but a butler with theories and one to whom English class distinctions are almost sacred. He believes that nature has determined who are to be masteis and who ser ants, and while serving the house of a lord in England he keeps his place rigorously. However, when he is shipwrecked with the noble lamily on a desert island, he assumes the position which he believes Nature demands of him. I he test of his character comes at the time of the rescue of the shipwrecked party, but he remains loyal to his theories, and in his own words, plays the game to the end. Half a dozen various love affairs keep Cupid busy throughout the play, and the changed setting for the same people brings out many humorous traits of character to lighten the plot, which is the heaviest yet undertaken by any Prescott Seniors. 1 he cast for the Admirable Crichton has not l een stirelv decided upon, but we feel sure, under the direction of Mrs. F. V. Hart, that we will have, by dune loth, prepared for the Prescott public, the most finished production yet witnessed given by High School students. Paige Sixty ATHLETICS Page Sixty-One OMX-A$ $S - _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ THE HASSAYAMPER ✓ Football Boys F. W. HART, Coach Leroy Thompson, “Brick”..........Halfback The best and fiercest captain ever. David Levy, “Irish”...........Quarterback Unusually good. Beverly Burke. “Burkie”..........Fullback When the sponge is about up, just give the ball to him and watch things happen. Leo Penn. “Speedy”...............Halfback When he gets to hlttfin’ on all six. please be careful. Thomas Marks, “Crappy”.............Center Never made but one bad pass, and that was in English. Don Bell. “Verdeite”...............Tackle Has peculiar habit of stopping things before they get started. Kong Yee. Midget”...................End His snakey-like running is a pleasing sight to all who watch him. Milky Deming, “Si”..................End An adept at stopping anything. William McKinley. “Bill”.........Tackle A hard worker who gave his best to the cause. Roy Bell. “Helen”.................Guard Is reported to have scratched, bitten and even kicked his opponent. Oliver Nelson, “Fat”.........Sub. Guard Might just as well quit, for he won’t wait. Johnnie Robinson. “Spigoni”. .Sub. Guard Our friend in need. Has the symp- toms of a pugilist. Pajre Sixty Three THE HASSAYAMPER Football V e were, perhaps, not as successful this year on the gridiron as in other years. Having a small squad of mostly inexperienced men from which to build up a strong team is a serious handicap, but our coaches did everything in their power to turn out a strong eleven from the material that was available. The veterans of years gone by were very7 conspicuous by their absence, only half of last year s team being in school this year. In other years when positions on tlie team were left vacant by the loss of players through graduation, there were always enough men from the other classes to fill these holes, but that was not the case this year. The Freshmen and Sophomore classes had more fellows in knickerbockers than ever before, and the upper classes were shv of the huskies. It is planned to have spring football practice this year, something that has never been done lief ore. and it is hoped that in this way benefit will be reaped for coach, player and team. The First Jerome Game On Saturday. October 24th. tin' football team left for Clarkdale to plav the first game of the season with the Jerome High School. The team, accom- panied by two machines full of rooters, left Prescott at seven in the morning, arriving at ( larkdale at about eleven. I he members of the team immediately made a trip to the scene of the battle. The gridiron was in fine shape for the tussle. FIRST QFARTER Jerome received and was downed on the thirty-yard line. On an end run, Jerome made about three Yards, but lost the ball on the next play on a fumble. Almost before Jerome knew that the ball was in Prescott’s possession. Thomp- son went tearing around the right end and didn’t stop tearing until he had placed the ball safely behind the goal-posts for the first touchdown. Prescott then received and ran the ball to the fifty-yard line. After two end-runs, which netted them long gains, Prescott shoved the ball over on a line buck. Thompson kicking goal. Prescott again received and carried the pigskin to the middle of the field, but it did not remain there long, for a successful for- ward pass placed it on Jerome’s ten-yard line. Penn, on an end run. carried the hall over, this making the third touchdown. During the remaining few minutes of this quarter. Prescott made two more touchdowns, and Thompson kicked goal each time. SECOND QUARTER Prescott again received and advanced the ball to the forty-yard line, where they lost the ball on a fumble. Jerome failed to make their yards, and the ball went over. Thompson was then given a chance to see if he could still kick, and he did. Jerome returned the ball to the forty-yard line. They then, much to their surprise, pulled off a successful forward pass. hut. getting all excited over this, they lost the ball in the next play on a fumble. Prescott, on wide end runs and line bucks, carried the ball down the field and over the line for the sixth touchdown. Prescott received and returned the ball to the fifty-yard line. An end run netted a long gain and a forward pass placed the Page Sixty-Four THE HASSAYAMPER ball within an inch or two of the goal line. Burke carried the ball through the line for tin seventh touchdown. Jerome received and carried the ball to the forty-yard line, when the quarter ended. THIRD QUARTER Jerome had the hall in their possession during this quarter more than at any time throughout the game, but although they threatened Prescott's goal several times, they were unable to score. Prescott annexed one more touch- down before the quarter was up, making the score 51 to 0. FOURTH QUARTER Prescott received and ran the ball to the forty-yard line, and was held for downs. Jerome unsuccessfully attempted a forward pass and returned to end runs and line bucks, making short gains, but at last being held for downs. Prescott carried the ball straight down the field without much trouble, and from the ten-yard line Penn carried the ball over for the last touchdown of the game. Score: P. II. S., 57: Jerome. 0. The Second Jerome Game 1 he return game with Jerome was played on the home gridiron, on Satur- day. November 7th. The game, although not a good exhibition of real foot- ball. was a much better encounter than the first one. FIRST QUARTER Jerome received and was downed on the thirty-yard line. They were held for downs, and the ball went over. Prescott, in the next few minutes of play, was able, by a series of wide end runs, to score their first touchdown. Thomp- son. who made the touchdown, also kicked goal. Jerome received for the second time, and Prescott, for the second time, held them for dcwns. Prescott hit Jerome’s line for good gains and then scored a second touchdown on a for- ward pass. Thompson kicked goal and the quarter ended. Prescott. 14: Jerome, 0. SECOND QUARTER Prescott administered the same dose in this round, only in larger quanti- ties. 1 hey used every play they had. and all seemed to work wonderfully well against the Boilermakers, as Prescott annexed nineteen more points in this quarter and brought tin score up to 33 to 0. Prescott. 33; Jerome, 0. THIRD QUARTER In the third quarter, after the few minutes of rest. Jerome came back much stronger, and Prescott found it more difficult to score. Jerome came within striking distance of scoring in this quarter, but Prescott suddenly woke up and made one more touchdown. Prescott. 40; Jerome, 0. FOURTH QUARTER I he last quarter was simply a walk-away for Prescott, and at the end of the game the score was 53 to () in Prescott’s favor. A dance was given that evening, at the Monday Club Hall, in honor of the Jerome bovs. Page Sixty-Five THE HASSAYAMPER The Phoenix Game The third game of the season was with the '‘Coyotes of Phoenix High School, on Saturday. November .list. A large crowd watched the Coyotes wallop ns to the tone of 83 to 0. FIRST QUARTER 'Fhe game opened with Phoenix kicking to Prescott, who returned the ball to the forty-yard line, and then, failing to make their yards, the ball went over. Phoenix started out bv tearing Prescott's light line to pieces, and always succeeded in making long gains whenever they had the ball. They made three touchdowns the first quarter. SECOND QUARTER The rooters of P. II. S. have hopes: Prescott almost gets the ball, oner. All hope vanishes when Phoenix makes four more touchdowns. Fhe first half ended with the score 45 to 0, to our chagrin. THIRD QUARTER Phoenix received and carried the ball, with a gain of only forty yards. All their gains were made by a series of end runs, protected by their good interference. Only three more touchdowns were made this quarter. FOURTH QUARTER Phoenix again received and ran the ball back to the forty-five-yard line. A forward pass proved unsuccessful and they returned to the line plunges, which always netted them long gains. On a fake play, they carried the ball thirty-five yards to a touchdown. Two more touchdowns were soon made, one on a forward pass and another on the fateful fake plav. During this quarter, as throughout the whole game. Prescott seldom had the ball, as they were unable to keep it in their possession, on account of fum- bles and their weak line being unable to hold until the back field got started. The final score was 83 to 0. as near as any one could tell. The Tempe Game Before a crowd of some four hundred enthusiastic football fans. Prescott and Tempe Normal staged the best gridiron battle that has ever been played in this section of the country. The teams were very well sized up. with refer- ence to weight, several of the alumni of our school being used in place of the lighter, more inexperienced players on the team. Coach Schaffer of Tempe was not a little peeved at this, and expressed himself quite freely. There was nothing in the rules to prohibit our coach from doing this, as be was sending his men against a team that was older and more experienced. FIRST QUARTER Tempe received and ran the ball back to the forty-yard line, where they lost the ball on a fumble. A forward pass by Prescott failed, but an end run netted them twenty yards, and things began to look good for a touchdown, when Tempe suddenly tightened up. and Prescott failed to make their yards. Tempe punted, and the quarter ended with the ball in the possession of Prescott. Pag� Sixty-Six THE HASSAYAMPER SECOND QUARTER On a fake play. Keif carrying1 the hall, Prescott made a good gain. A forward pass then proved successful, and several close end runs placed the ball on Tempe's ten-vard line. Keif was again called upon and delivered the goods, carrying the ball for a five-yard gain on the fake play. An end run then gave Prescott the first touchdown, and Thompson kicked goal. Tempe received and returned the ball to the forty-yard line, when the quarter ended. THIRD QUARTER Tempe made long gains on end runs and then attempted a forward pass, which was caught by Prescott. The ball now see-sawed up and down the field. Tempe finally advancing it to the fifteen-yard line, carrying the ball over on line plunges and short end runs. They kicked goal and tin quarter ended with the score tied, 7 to 7. FOURTH QUARTER Prescott received and carried the ball to the middle of the field, and. failing to make their yards, lost the ball. Tempe tried thiw forward passes, but all proved unsuccessful, and they lost the ball on the next play on a fum- ble. Reif, carrying the ball three successive times, made considerable gains, but failed to make their yards. Tempe carried the ball straight down the field, stopping on the ten-yard line long enough to make a place kick, thereby untying the tie and winning the game in the last ten seconds of play. A dance was given in their honor at the Elks Hall, and they returned horne the next morning. Page Sixty-Seven THE HASSAYAMPER Basketball No games with other High Schools of the State were played this year, as most of the other schools played basketball while we were playing football. A series of interclass games was planned and a silver cup was offered to both the girls' and the hoys' team that should win the championship of the school. A great deal of interest was taken in this plan and the different teams practiced daily. After the first game, between the Junior and Freshmen boys and the Senior and Sophomore girls, the weather became so bad that the remaining games had to be postponed indefinitely, and it was at last decided to wait until the indoor court in the new building could be used before the rest of the games should Ik1 pulled off. Inter-Class Basketball Games The first two inter-class basketball games for the silver cups were played on the afternoon of December 11th. The Junior boys stacked up against the Freshmen boys, and the Senior girls met the Sophomore girls. The Junior boys easily defeated the Freshmen 33 to 5, thereby putting tin Freshies out of the running for the cup. The Sophomore girls, who have a majority of last year's piavere on their team, hung the crepe on our Senior lassies 1(1 to 5. It might be said here that the only way to keep the cup away from the Sopho- more girls is to melt it. I'atD' Sixty-Kiuht Page Sixty Nine THE HASSAYAMPER The Current Events Club First Semester Officers Second Semester Officers Don Belt.....................President Mary King..................President Mary King...............Vice-President Edwin Sinks...........Vice-President Leo Jerome Penn....Secretary-Treasurer Maiiki. Lloyd......Secretary-Treasurer The school has had a long-felt need for some organization in which the current topics of the day should l e freely discussed. The faculty, largely under the influence of Miss Bain, at length decided to promote the organiza- tion of a Current Events Club. A meeting was held for this purpose on the evening of October 20. 1914, and elected officers, who were to hold their posi- tions for one semester. The meetings of this club were to be held every other Tuesday evening. Topics were assigned those members who were at first backward about appearing before the organization, and those who would constantly appear, by their own free will, were put on refreshment and amusement committees. Topics of the day were discussed, such as: The European situation: should the United States take a part in the present war: military power of each of the combatants in the European war; and not only war questions, but questions of interest throughout our country. One of the most interesting discussions was in the form of a debate : “Re- solved, That the United States should intervene in Mexico.” Lee Thompson, Don Bell and Tom Marks were on the affirmative, while they were opposed by Professor Carlisle, Mason Paine and Jim Smith. The arguments on either side were strong, and the judges, after a period of more debating, decided 87 points to 83, in favor of the negative. The Current Events Club is now a permanent affair, for the enthusiasm is unabating, and we feel sure that it will continue to Ik one of the most bene- ficial organizations in the Prescott High School. Athletic Association Thomas Marks............................................President Oliver Nelson .....................................Vice-President Nell Clemens............................Secretary and Treasurer For several years there has been an Athletic Association, but it has always been more of a ‘ form” than a “reality.” This year, however, we may boast of a more con- nected, unified and successful association. The purpose of this organization is to promote enthusiasm among the student body and to provide the necessary funds for the maintenance of all activities pertaining to athletics, and it is ruled and maintained entirely by the student-body. A great deal of interest and enthusiasm has been shown this year, and it was truly a great and pleasant surprise when the treasurer made her report of the finances, show- ing a considerable surplus after all liabilities had been paid. It is hoped that even more interest may be shown by the students in following years, for, with an organization of this kind, a great deal more activity pertaining to athletics may be introduced. Papre Seventy THE HASSAYAMPER The Bachelors’ Club OFFICERS “Buckeye Bki.i.................................President “Crappy Marks ............................Vice-President “Fatima Nelson.....................Secretary and Treasurer “Casey Penn ...........................Sergeant-at-Arnis MEMBERS IN GOOD STANDING “Brick” Thompson “Patsy” Barrett “Hed Aitkin “Hobbs” Bell “Burkle” Burke Motto—“Honesty Is the Best Policy” (?) Flourr—Tobacco Plant Colors—Red, Black and White The Bachelors’ Club was organized shortly after the opening of school this year and soon became the most popular organization that has ever been created in the school’s history. Each day, applications for admission to this club were received in great num- bers. but only those whose names, which are given, were deemed mentally unbalanced enough to take oath and be received as members. For some time the club flourished, each member abiding by the oath he had taken. Everything progressed wonderfully. The club-house, a neat little bungalow, was located in Paradise Alley, and with the dismissal of school each day. the members would hasten thither to enjoy the many different forms of amusement to be found there. The mem- bers became so' infatuated with the club, its surroundings and the association with the good fellows, that studies began to be neglected. But this was not to continue long. The board of protection, whose sole duty was to look after the welfare of the club and its members, took this matter in hand, and after a short consultation returned with the verdict that no meetings of the club should be held on school nights. The members, al- though sad at heart, accepted the decision as final, and thenceforth the rattle of dice and the shuffling of the pasteboards were heard only on Friday and Saturday nights. We have raved on and on concerning the club, but now the time has come to explain the sudden but inevitable end of this organization. Throughout the cold winter months the members enjoyed the company of the fellows around the fire at the little club-house, but with the coming of spring and the clearing of the weather, even the most devoted members began to drift astray. They forgot their fraternal vows to the Bachelors, and. we sadly say, they soon became A-l members of the terrible Queeners. Bell and Barrett are the only survivors, but even they are fast losing ground. Our worthy vice-president has left us now, and spends all his time in a porch swing on Marina street. Our secretary-treasurer has also fallen into the hands of those terrible Queeners and is now giving his devoted attentions at that Little Grey Home in the West.” Our sergeant is now paying strict attention to “Casey’s Gift of Gab. Thomp- son at last, has gone to work and is now “Skooping at the Koop. Our poor friend and brother, Aitken, has “Joined the Army (?)” Roy Bell was the next traitor: he has now gone to “Hobb Nobbing on McCormic street. Alas, who would have thought it? Burkie. yes Burkie, has left us for good and is now paying true tributes to the “country schoolmarm.” Page Seventy-One THE HASSAYAMPER The Club of the “Weak and Shallow” Ah! What a concatenation of loveliness. ‘ The Queeners, or the “Club of the Weak and Shallow Minds.” This “club” is a suffrage organization of the latest type. At its head are placed a goodly number of our High School belles, and a goodly number of the opposite sex as their ardent followers. (Here we might add that nearly all of the male members were former members of the “Bachelor Society.”) As to the club itself—it is composed of both males and females mentally unbalanced. Neither admission nor initiation fees are charged, only the loyal and trustworthy support of its members is required. The meetings are numerous, the places of meeting are numerous, its members are numerous, and the passwords are—well, everything is numerous. At no time, nor under any circumstances, are the meetings made public. They are held in the greatest of secrecy; more secrecy prevails, perhaps, than in the majority of our organizations. The meetings are held at most any time during the day or night (night preferred), the time to be specified by the female members. At their meetings the female prevails, and many assortments of subjects, such as weather, current topics, and even astronomy, may be discussed. Each male member must provide for himself a permanent abode; that is, a place where, in hard times, he may replenish or preserve his meal ticket, or (if a dog stands at the gate) he may be given a chance to replenish his clothing. The insignia of the order are many, and. in some cases, it is with great difficulty that they can be seen. There are many different forms of insignia, and worn in different places; some are carried ‘neath the back of a dollar Ingersoll watch, or perhaps a neck- piece is visible, and a great many times, a small band, with the signature of the giver thereon, may be seen to encircle the finger of an unfortunate victim. The dues! Ah, yes, the dues. They are extremely heavy. But the females are very kind, for they accept “credit” as well as “cash.” These dues are used to buy dainty sweets and to provide seats for the oncoming show or dance. There are two different degrees in this organization: First, may be called “catch as catch can.” That is, sometimes you get the one you want; if not, take what is left. The second, “the survival of the fittest.” or he who is a hero, or a good dancer, and has the best credit, wins. However, the society seems to be steadily growing, and a great membership is looked forward to. and we earnestly believe it is a permanent organization, as it has immovable bodies at its head and irresistible forces at its feet. Paic� ' Seventy-Two Page Seventy-Three THE HASSAYAMPER Miss Armacost (English III.)—How did Poe get along after he was married? Joe A.—He got along fine. His wife died. Mabel’s mother—Too bad Mabel hasn’t a dimple. Prof. Carlisle—Smile Mabel. Why, yes, indeed! She has one on the left cheek. Mother—No. that is not a dimple: it is a scar. Prof. C.—Well, if that isn’t a dimple. I'll eat it. (After an explosion of bromide gas one morning. Little Ola rushed to the cooking room for water.) Lonelva S.—What has happened. Ola? Ola—Oh, something exploded. Lonelva—Was it in physics? Ola—No, it was in a bottle. Anna Lou (at football game)—What is George patting the ball for? Eleanor—Oh. he thinks it is Melita’s hand. 1 guess. Miss Armacost—What is a Fungus, John? John—Some kind of a god, ain’t it? Oliver (busily erasing what he has just written.) Miss Peg low—Oliver, what are you doing? Oliver—I’m erasing this. Miss P.—Why are you doing that? Oliver—Oh, well. I knew you wouldn’t understand it. Page Seventy-Four THE HASSAYAMPER Miss Peglow (in English IV.)—Tom, what is the meaning of the red, white and blue pole out in front of the barber shop? Tom—It stands for blood, soap and hair tonic. Ed Sines (in English III.)—And the old man went to the leeward of the rock. Miss Armacost—What is meant by the leeward, Edwin? Ed—Why,—um—er—the other side of the rock. Eleanor (getting to school at exactly 1:15)—Oh, gee! I ran so hard that I am breathing in short pants. JUST LIKE A MAN Gail—Grace, what do you want for Christmas? Grace—Oh! Something for my neck would be nice. The box, when opened revealed two bars of Bon Ami. Paul Ketcherside was walking down the street with a strange dog following him. He asked of a little boy, “What does that dog think I am?” “Well, mister,” said the little boy, “I guess he takes you for a bag of bones.” Mr. Carlisle (in heart-to-heart talk with the boys)—Boys, I started to smoke when I was seven years old, and I had a hard time quitting it. Johnnie R.—Ah! That’s nothing. I started when I still wore skirts. Mr. Carlisle (watching one of the boys playing with the apparatus)—Now, this gas has a reddish-brown odor. Helen (when Hoy put his arm around her waist)—How very singular, sir! Roy—I can make it plural, if you wish. Miss Armacost (in Current Events Club)—The Greasers we have here are not good examples of high-class Greeks. Fat—Gee, I feel crazy. Tom—Feeling like yourself again, eh? Mr. Carlisle (in chemistry)—How can you tell whether water has typhoid germs it, or not? Paul K.—Drink some and wait for results. in Mary R.—I always forget whether to spell a word with an “ie or an “ei.” Anna R.—Oh, I write them both alike and put a dot between them and Miss Pegelow don’t know the difference. FRESHMAN BRILLIANCY Zeb Flinn—Our electric meter is out of order and runs when the lights are out. Second Fresh ie—How do you know? Zeb—Because I got up at midnight and turned the lights on to see. and the darn thing was still running. I‘asr« Seventy-Five THE HASSAYAMPER DOUBLE MEANING Mr. Hart—Oh the Deuce! A Shocked Freshie Girl—Why, Mr. Hart, I never thought that of you. Mr. Carlisle—Johnnie, name an element with valence of two. Johnnie (taken by surprise)—Oh!----- Mr. Carlisle—Yes, that is a good one. Mr. Carlisle—There is enough phosphorus in the human body to make 900,000 matches. Don B.—Well, I should think if a man fell out of an aeroplane he would light easy. Mary R.—What makes Leo walk home so fast at noon; is he walking for money? Gladys—No. I think he is walking for his dinner. Miss Clemens—Making a lot of noise again, Mr. Marks. Tom—No, not again; just the same noise. Miss Bain—Is Robert Born absent? Freshie—I guess so; he is not here. “Oh, Tom, your sister is a pretty nice girl, but she does dress her head up so.” “Yes,’ said Tom, “but it is the fashion; there is nothing in it.” Roy Bell (to Helen Hobbs’ little brother)—Does Helen expect me this evening? Little Brother—I guess so; 1 saw her setting all the clocks back. Freshie Girl—How do you like Prescott? Bertha K—Fine. I have never been in a place before where all the boys were so crazy about me. Freshie Girl—Who did you go home with last night? Bertha—I went home alone, but I could have had one if I had wanted to, because mother said I could get a beau whenever I wanted one. Roy Bell—Oh! The deuce! Mr. Bell—Roy, you must not use those words. Roy—Well, Shakespeare uses them. Mr. Bell—Well, don’t you play with him any more. Miss Bain—Louis, you are excused. Lou—Do you want me to go? Miss Bain (in History II.)—Edwin, why did Henry the Fourth stand before the Pope barefooted and repent? Edwin—I don’t know: I guess he didn’t have any shoes. 1’ajje Seventy-Six THE HASSAYAMPER PROP. M To Prove—That a rotten potato equals a bee-hive. Given—Common sense. Proof—A rotten potato a specked “tater. ’ A spectator = a bee-holder. A bee-holder = a bee-hive. A rotten potato a bee-hive. Q. E. D. Prof. Carlisle (standing at the blackboard explaining a proposition in geometry)—I hope you people are not laughing at my figure. Miss Bain—As you know, the Empire of Germany is governed by a Kaiser. Now, Oliver, what is a Kaiser? Fat—Why, it is a stream of hot water that springs up and disturbs the earth. “I want a hair cut,” said Prof. Carlisle, as he sat down in the barber’s chair. “Yes. sir,” said the barber, “which one this time?” When did the fly fly? When the spider spid’er. Mr. Hart—If you had a vote would you vote for capital punishment? Mason Paine—NO, SIR! Capital punishment was good enough for our ancestors, and it's good enough for me. Fat Nelson (picking up a Caesar book)—Gee! this is easy. Forte dux in aro— FORTY DUCKS IN A ROW: passus sum jam—Pass us some jam: boni leges Caesari— Bony legs of Caesar. Is Annie Aitkin(g) when Nora Shivers or when Roy Bell(ers)? Miss Armacost (in Spanish III.)—Jim, when do you say “Tengo mucho prisa”? (I am in a great hurry.) Jim—When I meet two girls in front of Shumate’s. Eating an apple a day will keep the doctor away. Plating an onion a day will keep everybody away. (Ain’t it the truth?) Miss Bain (in History IV., speaking of the European war)—Wouldn’t you rather live cripples than dead ones? Mr. Hart (in assembly)—It is a noticeable fact that you people can’t move your feet without moving your tongue. Just as soon as you get up to go to your classes, you all begin to talk. If I didn't know you, I’d think you had symptoms of the “hoof and mouth” disease. Hester Davis (having fallen in front of the school-house.) Bunte—Could I help you? Hester—I don’t know; you can try. Pape Seventy-Seven THE HASSAYAMPER Miss Peglow (in English)—Leo, fill out this sentence: “Bring me vol.—MOT—PAL of the Encyclopedia.” Leo—Bring me vol. Mot—Pal of the ency—etc., for it is my favorite book. Miss Bain (in Civics)—Mary, how are bills voted on in OongTess? Mary—By eyes and nose. Melita—Would you marry George, if you were me? Miss Clemens—I'd marry any one that asked me, if I were you. (When asked to write a yell that would be appropriate to give after the Phoenix football game, Leo, as if he foretold the outcome, produced the following:) “Rickety, rickety, russ. We do not like to cuss, But d----- it to h----, We love it so well We’ll do it now or bust.” Miss Peglow—What is your name? Jim Smith—They call me Jim. but my maiden name is James. “The Christmas belles are peeling,” remarked little Johnnie, as he heard a shoe drop in the guest-room, where sister's Christmas visitors were preparing for bed.— Selected. Why was Miss Armacost so peeved the morning after which she had sent her beau home at 10:30? ASK MAW. Mary R.—I don’t like that Paul Ketcherside the least bit. He tried to put his arm around me four times last night. Gladys—My! What long arms he must have. Isn’t it funny how Miss Clemens has been able to fool the High School students for many years, and yet in one day a few rural “tots” found her to be a “Tartar” teacher. Leo P.—Say, Brick, you know those screws up there in your automobile Brick—Yes---- Leo—Well, they ain’t there. Fat N.—When Gabriel blows his horn in Prescott there will be many a thief an- swer it. Tom M. (who had just lost some of his football clothes)—YES? Well, he will never blow his horn in Prescott. Some guy will steal it before he even reaches the city limits. Tommy (in comp, on the Franciscan Monks)—It was not long before they began to send out missions to the heathens. Lee—My face is my fortune. Tom—How long have you been broke?—(Quoted, of course.) Pag Sevrnty-Kight THE HASSAYAMPER Anna Lou—What are you looking: for, Paul? Paul—Why, I thought you said you lost your balance. Miss Bain (History IV., before the State went dry)—If Oliver were a U. S. revenue collector, and went down to the brewery to perform his duties, what would he do? (Those who know the character of Oliver will have no difficulty in answering this question.) WITS Mr. Carlisle (in Geometry II.—after stating a well-known prop.)—Oh. this is our old stranger. Visitor—Wrhat is that horrid noise? Freshie—I think somebody is having heart-trouble (Hart-trouble). Miss Bain (in History II.)—We are now in a period of industrial revolution. Why, I remember when my grandfather was young, he used to hew down trees with his hands. FULL ANCIENT Millie Marks (soliloquizing)—Oh. yes; it is true that nature put two feet under me (and a good measure at that), but she forgot to put two on top of me. Melita (vainly trying to study)—Well, if you don’t shut up your talking, I will put two on top of you. SENIOR MOTTO “Never do today what you can put off till tomorrow. “Never put off till tomorrow anybody that you can do today.” BIRDS What happened to Fat? He ate some bird-seed, by mistake, at breakfast, and then went to sleep in class with his head under his arm. The reason why Harvey is a bird: He is chicken-hearted and pigeon-toed, has the habits of an owl. likes to wear a swallow-tailed coat and collars with wings, he is always acting the goose, and he is a perfect jay. FUNNY, ISN’T IT? Tom M.—Why are you scratching your head, Fat? Oliver N.—Because nobody else knows where it itches. HASH Some men were telling stories at the club one night and one man had a good story about hunting that he wanted to tell, but he did not know how to bring it up. Finally, he stamped his foot on the floor, and said: “My! what was that? It sounded like a shot. By the way. speaking of shooting etc., I once knew a man,” etc. Bertha K.—Gee! I hope Frank Ryan does not ask me to go to the party tonight, because I want to give the other boys a chance. Pap« Seventy-Xine THE HASSAYAMPER The Barber (to a young boy)—A shave? The Boy—You flatter me. I want a hair-cut. (After the boy became an old man.) The Barber—A hair-cut? The old man—You flatter me. Is Annie Aikin(g) when Nora Shivers and Roy Bell(ers)? HISTORICAL Brutus—Do you think we can kill Caesar? Cassius—Well, by Plato, we’ll make a stab at it. SOPHOMORE POETRY He’ll bite, good night— A lovely night— A moon so bright— A swain in love— Fair maid above— A chord— A song— A bark— So long!—Ex. AIN’T IT THE TRUTH? Bill McKinley—Roy, I found out that Ruth likes me. Roy—How? Bill—She said that she was very fond of lobsters. Miss Bain (in English I.)—Fred, what kind of a sentence is, ‘T love my teacher”? Fred—It’s a lie. CONFESSION Oliver (one evening, on leaving Mrs. Hart, after his algebra lesson)—Mrs. Hart, may I leave my book here? I will get it in the morning. Mrs. Hart—Certainly, Oliver. Oliver (a few minutes later at the door)—Mrs. Hart—please—I—may—I—I will take that book with me. then I can prove to HER where I have been. GEMS Even in a clock factory all hands stop when the whistle blows. Hercules translated the Rosetta stone. (Fresh). Mason—If HsO is poured on a beefsteak, will it explode? (Junior.) If Miss Clemens should go away on a vacat:on would the type-writer? Page Eighty THE HASSAYAMPER If a book and a pencil should have a wrestling match, would the joke box? If Miss Murray went into the cooking-room, would the fireless cooker? Helen (in astronomy class)—Has the moon any effect upon the tide? Roy—I don't know, but it has an awful effect on the un-tied. It makes the un tied rather spooney. A PROBLEM IN COM. ARITH. ... u takes a four-months-old woodpecker, with a rubber bill, nine months and thirteen days to peck a hole through a cypress tree that is big enough to make 5,739fc shingles, and it takes 165 shingles to make a bundle worth 93c. how long will it take a cross-eyed grasshopper, with a cork leg. to kick one-half the seeds out of a Heinze dill pickle: TRUE “What is a hopeless case in Prescott in 1915?” “Twenty-four empties. ’ The bones of the body are 60 per cent phosphorus. in that case, there is enough phosphorus in Jim Smith's bodv to tory. run a match fao- GET RICH QUICK Buy up a tew Freshies @ what they are worth. Sell them @ what they think they are worth. PATENT APPLIED FOR him a't(l!ink?y_M°ther' 8 U t0,Tect t0 say tllilt you watered the horse when you save His mother—Yes. Little boy—Well. then. I milked the cat. FRESHMAN-LIKE Miss Bain Zeb, hand in a theme about baseball. 1 his is what she got: “Game postponed account of rain.” 'Is Helen Hobbs a Bell(e)?” “No, but if Roy had his way about it she would be.” UNINTENTIONAL A man in to see Mr. Hart said, “Is this Mr. Hart?” Hart—Yes. sir. The man—I am A. M. Smith- Hart—Have a chair. The man—I am a cousin to John D.- Hart—Have two chairs. Page Eighty-One THE HASSAYAMPER Don—Why don’t you get a trunk while they are selling cheap? Paul—What for? Don—To put your clothes in, of course. Paul—Yes, and go naked? Freshie. when asked to write a sentence using the word “sit”: “I sit on my seat.” TAKE NOTICE Said the worn-out critic to the editor, bold, Look here, man—these jokes are old. Said the editor calm. “Why, can that be true? But say, what you said—is that something new?” Dick—Do you want a monkey? Muriel (falling into his arms)—Oh, this is so sudden! ONLY THE ACCENT “Great show! The leading lady played her part splendidly, did she not?” “Oh. yes!” “Don’t you think she was well supported, too?” “Oh fine, so far as I could see.” SOME CLASS To me, the way the mountaineer Prepares his food, is strange: He told me that he always cooks Upon the mountain range. AWFUL Don B.—Did you ever see “Ten Nights in a Bar-room”? Brick—No, but I have seen ten bar-rooms in a night. (In the Chem. Lab., when all the windows were open to let the terrible fumes out.) Mr. Carlisle—What makes this solution blue? Mason P.—It is so darn cold in here. LATEST NOVELS A Trip to the Moon.—By A. Mushhead. Johnnie Jingles Jones Marooned on the Jee Jibs.—By U. Goosengoozle and X. Swi- genhogenblemenheimer. THE REAL NOISE She—Think how it disgraces me, before the neighbors, to have you come home as you did last night, drunk. He—But, my dear, no one saw me. She—Suppose they didn’t, they must have heard me scolding you. Eighty-Two THE HASSAYAMPER CONDITIONAL After the Junior play, some one suggested that we all go up and shake the hands of the players. Fat objected, saying, “It is wholly unnecessary; their hands have been shaking for the past two hours.” JUST A WOMAN George—Of course, you understand that our engagement must be kept secret. Melita—Oh, yes, dear! I tell everybody that. WOULDN’T IT LOOK FUNNY TO SEE— Harvey in a basketball suit? Lila Campbell not talking to her neighbors? Mr. Hart chewing gum? Roy B. without Helen? Miss Peglow dancing? Johnnie Robinson studying? Paul K. and Mary Ruth Pane ragging? All Seniors on the “A” list? Love pale? Mr. Baker singing “This Is the Life”? Lou Mayes refusing cream-puffs? Mary King flunking? Leo P. working on the streets? The Freshmen quiet? Tom M. interested in French? Miss Barnard charming the savage beast with music? The Athletic Association worth some money? High School holding a dance? ALLEGED The way some of the High School students interpreted the marks on their cards: A—Awful. B—Bad. C—Corking. And D—Dandy. Hart (in Astronomy)—Margaret, what is the celestial sphere? Margaret (with a blank look on her face)—Oh. Heavens! Hart—Yes, that is right. Mr. Hart (to his wife)—This calf’s liver is fine. Don’t you think it would be nice to get a calf, and then we could have liver often? WITHOUT A DOUBT James—What goes around a button? Jim—Why, a buttonhole, of course. James—No, a goat. Mr. Baker—Louis XV. married the son of-- Harvey C. (in Solid Geom.. pointing to his figure on the board)—Well—um—you are supposed to prove something about this, aren’t you? Page Eighty-Three THE HASSAYAMPER Bobby Flinn—Did it ring yet? Dewey—Did what ring? Bob—The “Belle of Barnstapoole.” Dewey—It is ringing now; don’t you hear it? Bob—Gee, it must be cracked somewhere. Don—I think I smell rubber burning. Tom—Oh! That is only a Sophomore holding a Freshie’s neck on the radiator. CRUDE “Mother, may I go out to skee?” “Yes, my darling daughter. But be careful that the men-folk see Only what they oughter.” UNLUCKY SKOYT There was a young lady named Hoyt, Who was madly desirous to floyt, But the only poor thing She could get “on a string Was the dog that dragged in the doyt. If Vivian was a Baehr, she could ride in my Craw ford. Prominent Business Man of Prescott (when asked for an ad.)—How far doe3 “THE HASSAYAMPER” go over the country? Don Bell—As far north as Canada and as far south as the Gulf of Mexico, and 1 have to work on it every night till two o’clock to keep it from going to h-. He that hath money and refuseth to buy The Hassayamper, but looketh over his neighbor’s back to see the contents thereof, is likened unto an ass who, having a manger full of straw, nevertheless nibbleth that of his companions and brayeth with glee. 3 ) V ) 6v3 0 5 cv3 Pago Eighty-Four SQN3 QNV saao dAi -A'iq ig R. N. Phkiikku ks, President L. C. Dkkbick. Cashier cIhe Prescott National Bank Prescott, Arizona CAPITAL, SURPLUS AND UNDIVIDED PROFITS $300,000.00 Deposits Over One Trillion Dollars STRICTLY A COMMERCIAL BANK. WE SOLICIT YOUR BUSINESS Member of Federal Reserve District No. 12. San Francisco, Cal. Young People are cordially invited to do their hanking with us. We welcome your accounts, saving and check- ing, however small. Let us start your banking. Save and Have Commercial Trust and Savings Ba nlv Masonic Temple, Prescott, Arizona Pant' Kigbty-Klsrht M. F. Kuhne F. Kuhne ALL PLUMBING AND PIPE FITTING IN THE HIGH SCHOOL AND MANUAL ARTS BUILDING WAS DONE BY Kuhne Brothers PLUMBING AND HEATING CONTRACTORS SATISFACTION GUARANTEED GIVE US A TRIAL Office Phone Black 400 Residence Phone Blue 233 HEINE BUILDING Pajte Kifchty-Xine The Bank of Arizona The Oldest Bank in Arizona JEROME PRESCOTT CLARKDALE BOYS AND GIRLS: A little money saved systematically has saved many a dark day for thrifty folks and it will do the same for you. The habit grows and a tidy sum accumulates be- fore you know it. Your money earns money as you save here. This bank will pay you 4' interest, compounded twice a year. All you need to start is $1.00. Yavapai County Savings Bank I’aRe Ninety ] IM HILL said: “Back to the farm, young man Young men and young women, after having received the best education they can afford, should consider well that healthy and independent life on the farm, and be producers of our national wealth; but whether you do or do not, we can furnish everything for the Home or Ranch, be it EQUIPMENT, FOOD OR RAIMENT LET US TALK IT OVER The Bashford-Burmister Company DEALERS IN EVERYTHING PRESCOTT, ARIZONA Page Ninety-One Professional Cards Robt. E. Morrison Lawyer Bank of Arizona Bldg. Prescott, Arizona E. J. MrrcHEi.r. T. G. Norris Norris Mitchell Lawyers Prescott, Arizona Clark Clark Lawyers Bank of Arizona Bldg. Prescott, Arizona Leroy Andkkso.n Richard Lam soy Anderson SJ Lamson INCORPORATING AND MINING LAWYERS Prescott National Bank Bldg. Prescott, Arizona Page Ninety-Two Professional Cards O’Sullivan Morgan Attorneys at Law Bank of Arizona Bldg. PRESCOTT. ARIZONA J. William Waara, C. E. U. S. Mineral Surveyor City Surveyor National Bank Bldg. Prescott, Arizona W. S. ELLIOTT ARCHITECT 123 South Cortez Street Prescott. Arizona Page Ninety-Three Owl Drug and Candy Company THE REXALL STORE SPALDING SPORTING GOODS DRUGS, KODAKS AND SUPPLIES SHUMATE’S CANDIES Home Tasting Pastry The place for a Dainty Lunch The most comfortable persons on a hay ride are the horses IF IT COMES FROM Biles-Lockhart’s IT MUST RE GOOD Page Ninety-Four Madam MODERN Housewife Please remember the Hot Waves of Summer LET US LIGHTEN YOUR BURDEN WITH Electric Facilities YOU WILL APPRECIATE THE COOL COOKING PROCESS Let us help you select your needs from our assort- ment PRESCOTT GAS AND ELECTRIC CO. Masonic Temple . . PRESCOTT, ARIZONA Please patronize our advertisers Northern Artzmta iduatttpaa (Enllnjr Sank of Arizona IButtiting. Vrrarott. Arizona J. W. MARTIN, Principal Former Principal in New York City and Hartford Schools I’atfe Ninety-Five GEO. C. RUFFNER Plaza Stables - Up-to-Date Livery Bus and Baggage Wagons To and From All Trains Ambulance Service Phone Black 1 I PLAZA ANNEX GARAGE Absolutely Fireproof. Steam Heat Agents for Case, Cadillac and Dodge Cars Prescott, Arizona Phone Black 385 You can lead an ass to knowledge, but you can’t make him think J. I. GARDNER GENERAL MERCHANDISE WHOLESALE AND RETAIL PRESCOTT ARIZONA Page Ninety-Six R. N. Vyne G. O. Vyne Electrical Lighting, Fixtures, Program Clocks, Telephones, Experimental Switch Board, and Fire Alarms in Prescott High School and Manual Arts building installed by VYNE BROTHERS Electrical Contractors EVERYTHING ELECTRICAL Hiene Block Phone Black 400 (Oliver in History IV)—Gee! Miss Bain, our family is getting small ANNIE CAMPBELL JONES PUBLIC STENOGRAPHER Telephone Black 158 PRESCOTT, Arizona Bashford Building WILLIAM NELSON SON CONTRACTORS : MINES Wholesale dealers in Cedar Wood and Posts in carload lots Prescott, Arizona FOR CANDIES, CIGARS, CUT FLOWERS, SEE FLOYD WILLIAMS AUTO FOR HIRE Head Hotel Prescott, Arizona Pa ? Ninety-Seven A. B. Gaui: C. B. Rikbblixg Phone Black 280 Yavapai Garage 217-219 North Cortez Street STORAGE, SUPPLIES, REPAIRS VULCANIZING We make a specialty of repairing all makes of cars The most up-to-date vulcanizing plant in the city Prescott, Arizona Be a live one if it kills you Farming Implements Pumping Machinery WE CARRY IN STOCK. Plows, Harrows, Cultivators, Moline Plow Parts, McCormick Mowers and Rakes, Fairbanks-Morse Gasoline and Oil Engines, Centrifugal Power and Force Pumps, Windmills, Tanks and Piping. COMPLETE STOCK OF Goodrich, Goodyear and Fisk Auto Tires and Automobile Accessories, Valvoline Oils and Greases Arizona Mine Supply Company Black 347—PHONES—Black 94 GOODRICH TIRES VALVOLINE OILS ANNUAL MEAN TEMPERATURE 54 7-10 European Plan Eighty Rooms Newly Built and Newly Furnished Steam Heat. Hot and Cold Water in Every Room Twenty Rooms with Private Bath Sample Rooms in Connection Speoial Rates by the Week or Month Prescott Postoffice in the Hotel Building ALTITUDE 5346 FEET Run if you like, but try to keep your breath. Work like a man, but don’t be worked to death. “The recollection of Quality remains long after the Price is forgotten ’ The schools are full of future customers for our hardware store, and so in the above saying, of one of the greatest hardware men in the country, we set forth a truth which every student should know and keep in mind always. HONOR—QUALITY—STRENGTH—SERVICE Are What We Endeavor to Keep in Mind in Our Efforts to Merit Your Future Patronage WE ARE SPECIALISTS IN THE HARDWARE BUSINESS LET US SERVE YOU — Sam’l Hill Hardware Co.— HEAD HOTEL Pago Ninety-Nino The New 1915 Maxwell $795 F.O.B. PRESCOTT 17 NEW FEATURES The biggest automobile value ever offered for less than $ 1,000. The easiest car in the world to drive. The greatest hill climber. Holds the Road at 50 Miles an Hour. Electric Starter and Lights $55 extra. “SEE THE MAXWELL FIRST” Arthur Hendey Prescott, Arizona 143-5-7 South Cortez St. Phone Black 342 Patronize our advertisers. They made this book possible Prescott Sanitary Laundry PRODUCES CLASSY SHIRT AND COLLAR WORK FOR STUDENTS Page One Hundred University of Arizona TUCSON ESTABLISHED 1885 Location.—Tucson, with ideal winter climate. Departments.—College of Letters, Arts and Sciences, College of Agriculture, Agri- cultural Experiment Station, College of Mines and Engineering. Equipment and Libraries.—Ample and carefully selected. Athletics.—Excellent spirit. Gymnasium and athletic field. Social Life.—Wholesome. Student organizations provide literary, social and moral interest. Admission.—Graduates of accredited schools admitted upon diploma. Courses.—Four years, leading to bachelor’s degree. Tuition.—Free to students of Arizona. Expenses.—Moderate. Assistance.—Some available for self-supporting students. For further information address President R. B. VON Klein Smid, Tucson, Ariz. Patronize our advertisers STANLEY “BED ROCK” PLANES Their use by the Manual Training Schools throughout the United States is constantly increasing. The new form of adjustment which obviates the necessity of removing the cutter or cap is much appreciated. The new shape of the sides and the knob have also occasioned very favorable comment. We should welcome an opportunity of sending you special literature explaining In detail these high grade tools. Stanley Rule Level Co. New Britain, Conn. U.S.A. I’uk� One Hundred One Block’s ON SUITS, SHOES AND HATS TRY US El). BLOCK For twenty-six years The Lamson Business College ol Phoenix. Arizona has been teaching the young people of Arizona the combination to business success. It is open all summer. Twenty-seventh year opens Monday, September 13, 1915. Write for particulars. Mary Farley.—Mr. Hart, may I speak to Jennie? Mr. H.—No! You’ve talked yourself tired already. While proud of the long continued patronage of their parents, we deeply appreciate the confidence reposed in us by those YAVAPAI BOYS AND GIRLS who have GRADUATED into homes of their own making BRISLEY DRUG COMPANY Elk’s Theatre HIGH CLASS PICTURES AND VAUDEVILLE Page One Hundred Two Bate Photo Craft Shop Quality Portraits Official “Hassayamper” Photographer Let Bate do your finishing and enjoy your kodak S rhnl?u Sc riinlnj Cigars Pipes and High Grade Tobacco POOL AND BILLIARDS You are not treating a girl right unless you ruin her digestion THE MOST SANITARY AND UP-TO-DATE GROCERY STORE IN ARIZONA A. UCastupr Sc (Cnntpmuj hV? have the most complete stock of BUILDERS’ MATERIAL Lumber, Oils, Lime, Iron Roofing, Paints, Lead, Cement, Hardware, Etc. hp;ad lumber company Prescott, Arizona Pafre One Hundred Three Richards Brothers Dealers in GROCERIES, FRUITS PRODUCE, HAY GRAIN Estimates Furnished for Mine Boarding Houses Phone 59 Office Phone 62 Lawler Block, North Cortez St. Brinkmeyer’s Hotel Henry Brixkmeykr. Prop. Centrally Located Near Plaza MONTEZUMA STREET Good, comfortable rooms; table is nicely supplied and prices reasonable Bakery attached to Hotel PIE, BREAD CAKE Delivered to all parts of city free The survival of the fittest is all right if you are one of the fittest Kendrick’s Busy Bee Granite Dells Restaurant “The Place to Picnic” QUALITY, SERVICE ECONOMY Boating. Camping Picnicking, Bathing Pure, Clear Water Always Fresh Special Rates to OUT OK TOWN STUDENTS Payne Bros., Proprietors Page One Hundred Four Phone Black I 3 O. K. STORE M. Reopen. Proprietor FANCY AND STAPLE GROCERIES HARDWARE, COOKING UTENSILS, NOTIONS Prescott, Arizona YAVAPAI STABLES High-Class Gentle Saddle Horses First-Class Single and Double Rigs Dn. C. W. Pardee. Prop. VETERINARY SURGEON AND DENTIST All diseases of domestic animals scientifically treated South Side of Plaza Telephone Black 21 Patronize our advertisers GAR RETT’S—The High School Boys' Barber Shop GINN COMPANY PUBLISHERS OF STANDARD TEXTS FOR SCHOOLS AND COLLEGES Correspondence Invited 2301-11 Prairie Ave. CHICAGO, III. Patre One Hundred Five It is the duty of the treasurer of the Athletic Association to notify mem- bers that they belong. HIGH CLASS TOOLS MEAN HIGH CLASS WORK DISSTON SAWS, TOOLS FILES Are unsurpassed in design, material and workmanship GET OUR CATALOGUE HENRY DISSTON SONS Philadelphia Prescott H ome Bakery R. L. Hums, Prop. BREAD, CONFECTIONERY PASTRY, ICE CREAM COLD DRINKS LUNCHES Our Motto: Prescott Home Bakery Quality Means Honest Quality Always The Home of Hart’s Canned Goods Telephone Black 43 I 1 9 South Cortez St. Prescott Cottage Sanatorium Prescott, Arizona A cottage sanatorium for the treatment of tuberculosis Rates Reasonable Ideal Climate Write jor Illustrated Booklet A. W. Wilson. Medical Director Pairo One Hundred Six O. A. HESLA for Dependable 'Jewelry $ Ed.V oigtlander Fine Costume 'Tailor North Cortez Street, Prescott, Arizona Ring up Phone Black 217 for your drug wants Ross’ Drug Store 2 1 5 South Cortez St. NUNNALLY’S CANDIES ANSCO FILMS Beck’s Variety A specialty made of 5, 10 and 25-cent goods I he place where nickels and dimes count Call and See Us The Store rvith the Red Front (Opposite Postoffice) FOR CLEANLINESS QUALITY, ECONOMY Eat at Graham’s COLUMBIA School Supply Co. Physical, Chemical and Botanical Ap- paratus, Laboratory Equipment, School Furniture, Sanitary Steel Furniture and General School Supplies Indianapolis . . Indiana FOR HIGH GRADE JEWELRY SEE c. B. LINN Let Us Help You Select Your Class Pins North Cortez Street WALLACE Cleaning and Dyeing Works CLEANING. PRESSING. DYEING Hats Cleaned and Blocked Phone Black 1 39 Opposite the Postoffice Pajrt On« Hundred Seven ED. KIEHL Plumbing Hot Water, Steam and Hot Air Heating Plants Installed Sheet Metal Work of All Kinds 1 40 No. Montezuma St. Phone 393 Prescott, Ariz. Clark Adams Co. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in LUMBER, CEMENT PAINTS, OILS, GLASS and Builders’ Hardware Phone Black 58 Prescott Arizona FOR HIGH CLASS Shoemaking and Shoe Repairing SEE MASTEN YOUNG Phone Red 310 125 S. Cortez St. Alterations and Ladies' Work a Specialty PRESCOTT CLEANING DYE WORKS Two door North of Journal Miner Office Plaza Shoe Shine Parlor Shine Ten Cents Straight All Worl( Guaranteed Ask about our club rates L. A. McCarty. Mgr. Fresh Salt Water Fish Every Day Fresh Water Fish Once a Week Prescott P ish and Oyster Market Arthur Gordex. Prop. Phone Black 395 Phone 370 Sam Dreyer’s SQUARE DEAL STORE A complete line of Staple and Fancy Groceries, Shoes, Hats, Underwear, Gents’ Furnishings and Dry Goods We want your trade on the merits of our goods N. LEVY GENERAL MERCHANDISE HAY AND GRAIN We Specialize in Shipping Orders Hell’s Drug Store “THE PRESCRIPTION STORE” Perfect Prescription Service Put Us to the Test Patfe One Hundred Eurb F. C. I LG 'Tailoring CLEANING and DYEING PROMPTLY DONE John Massing Co. AUTO LINE AND DEALERS IN COAL Agents for Buick Motor Cars Business is increasing at BISHOP’S SECOND-HAND STORE There's a Reason Let Us Show You 306 West Gurley Street Phone Black 229 01n' iHttstr £ tnrr Elks’ Building PIANOS PHONOGRAPHS STRINGED INSTRUMENTS Bkkt Tilton. Prop. You rANNUAL r : f r THE Fourteen Engraved - Printed -Bound Wf IN ONE COMPLETE PLANT UNDER ONE MANAGEMENT Ipd Our Specialty Y SCHOOL COLLEGE ANNUALS Service and Quality Our Motto BROCK-HAFFNER PRESS Successors to Williamson-Haffner Co. th and Arapahoe Streets, DENVER, COLORADO Page One Hundred Nine TE END. 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