Prescott High School - Hassayamper Yearbook (Prescott, AZ)

Text from Pages 1 - 96 of the 1923 volume:

The Hassayamper X umber Eleven Published by THE SENIOR CLASS of the PRESCOTT HIGH SCHOOL PRESCOTT, ARIZONA 1923 IMiratum K. the class of '28. have a feeling of comradeship, a feeling almost akin t-: relationship for Miss Virginia ('ole- man. Some of ns knew her even be- fore onr high school days when she coached ns after the eighth grade in summer school. Then in onr Freshman year, as our ad- visor. she led onr young footsteps over the first rough places, helped us to establish ourselves in school, aided us in forming a well-organized class. When we were sophomores, she was gone and we missed her greatly, but in our third year she was back again, our advisor once more. With our rise to the height of seniors. Miss Coleman advanced to the principalship, but even as principal, she finally consented to guide us through our last year. As principal, we all know what Miss Coleman has been, how smoothly she has carried on the work of the schoool. keeping up its old standards and establishing new ones. We know how fair she is and how competent; how we have loved her as well as admired her. And it is as a small token of this affection, admiration and feeling of com- radeship, that we. the class of '28, dedicate to her our ITassayamper. fHE ffA-SSAYAMPERI President DR. JOHN W. Fid XX Member Seven Years Member of the Board HOWARD CORXICK Member Two Years MEMBERS OP THE PRESCOTT BOARD OF EDI'CATIOX Clerk of Board M. B. IIAZELTIXE Member Fifteen Years FRAXK C. WIIISM AX Business Manager of Citv Sebools iFumiuirfo T has been the privilege of the Senior Class of ’23 to record the events of a most suc- cessful and active school year. We trust, that in doing so, we have compiled the record in such a manner that this liassa- yainper will serve the students as a happy reminder of their High School days in years to come. To all who have in any way contributed to the success of this book—and it was only through the enthusiastic cooperation of the Senior Class, the entire student body, and various members of the faculty, that this annual was produced—the Class of ’23 extends its heartiest thanks and sincerest appreciation. Our gratitude we wish to express individually to: Miss Alice Ladd Bittner for tier untiring efforts in assisting the staff with its publication. Miss Virginia Coleman under whom the book was made a financial success. Mr. Bound, our printer, who, as problems arose, was always willing to consult and advise with the various members of the staff. Mr. Bate, our photographer. Mr. Jennings, who took great care in the develop- ment of our snaps. And last but by no means least to the business and professional men of Prescott, who so readily and sub- stantially helped to make our cherished book a reali- zation. jlacultu JIM A K. COLEMAN A. B. Kansas University SUTTON II. MARTIN A. B. University of Nebraska ALICE LADD BITNKR A. B. University of Wisconsin LOUISA K. PER HITT Saint Louis Protestant Hospital Training School ROY II. THOMPSON B. S. Kansas State Normal LILLIAN W. SAVAGE A. B. University of Illinois ANNE DOUGLAS A. B. University of Wisconsin TABITHA L. SOUTH Mechanics Institute, Rochester, N. ETHEL B. ROBINSON B. S. Fort Hays State Normal, Kansas. LEE LUPI1ER B. S. Iowa State College, Ames, Iowa SUE O’LAUGHLIN Minnesota State Normal; Bradley Institute T. B. MeKEK Life Certificate, State Manual Normal of Kansas MARGIE A. POST A. B. Stanford University E. L. BARNETT Kalamazoo Norma! College Carnegie Institute of Technology LILA M. NELSON B. S. University of Chicago DAVID E. ERICKSON A. B. University of Denver A. B. LIEF D. D. S., A. B. University of Denvei LILY O. 11AWKINSON A. B. Kansas University Reading from Principal—Latin Superintendent of Schools English School Nurse Science Department—Mathematics —History English—Public Speaking Commercial Department Home Economics—Sewing M usic Home Economics—Cooking Art—Penmanship Boys’ Athletics—Military Drill Manual Training English—History Mechanical Drawing—Band Mathematics—Astronomy—Girls’ Athletics Languages Mathematics—Science History—Civics and Economics— Orchestra Left to Right Editor-in-( hief Associate Editor Seniors Classes ......... Athletics ....... Organizations Dramatics Society Literature Jokes ......... Art Editor Snaps Photographs. Advisor......... EDITORIAL Dorothy Kales ................L.vell Howard | Pauline Rosenblatt I Edgar Oliver ..................Lilia Moore ) Mary Bunte I Edwin Marshall | Estelle Cyra (Arthur Dumont Mary Stack Ruth Lawrence ........... Kathryn Hart ...........Joe Eckert Hadley Hicks | Helen Jennings I Harry South worth ..................Pearl Johnson Miss Alice Ladd Bitner Bl SIN ESS Business Manager Assistants Sales Manager Stenographers.. Harry South worth i Kenneth Harrison - Virgil Powell 1 Edgar Oliver ...Courtney Coleman i Freda Clements - Clara Abbott ( Margaret Kiehl Miss Virginia E. Coleman Advisor pASWAMPER Advisor—Miss Virginia K. Coleman Colors—Purple and Gold OFFICERS President.....................................A,.....Kenneth Harrison Vice-president......................................Ilarry Sout 11 wort h Secretary...................................................Mary Bunte Treasurer................................................ Hadley Hicks IT. S., scene of both work and play, farewell—with us we’ll tA carry fondest thoughts and recollections of our four years within I your guarding wall. To leave you grieves the class of ’28, tg under your guidance we have accomplished many things. We love and are proud of you, P. H. S. With deepest regret we leave your well-known haunts, class room and court, stage and the foot-ball field, and friendships that within your walls we’ve built and will through life remember. Destiny separates us and will, no doubt, lead us over dif- ferent paths winding far apart; perchance we will not meet again— Some day in future years and mid new scenes, on a golden summer afternoon as shadows lengthen, some day when you are lone and solitary, then fellow students, take this Hassayamper and here you will find many a memory ami joyful thought of our four glad years in dear old P. H. S. IIKLKX JENNINGS. ’28. CLARA ABBOTT Born, Oct. 11, 1903, Prescott, Ariz. “Rabbit” JOSEPH B1RCII Born, Prescott, Ariz., Jan. 14, 1906 “Sylvia,, ’22 “Joe” GERALDINE BARRETT Born, Prescott, Ariz., Dec. 23, 1905 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22 Badger Staff ’23—Junior Play ’22 “Gerry” COl’RTNEY C. COLEMAN Born, Jerome, Ariz., Feb. 1, 1905 Entered from Mesa High School Sept. ’20 Football ’21, ’22 Class Basketball ’22, ’23 Basketball ’23 Secretary and Treasurer Letter- man’s Club ’23 Business Manager Junior Play '22 Secretary Junior Class “Court” © MARY L. IH’NTK Born, Prescott, Ariz. Sept. 21, 1905 Class Bas.etball '20, ’21, '22, '23 Captain Class Basketball ’21 P. H S. Basketball '21, '22, '23 Captain P.H.S. Basketball '23 Mile Hi '20, '21, '22, '23 Mile Hi Cabinet '21 Story Tellers’ League ’21 Badger Staff ’23 Writers’ Club ’20—Glee Club ’20 Class President ’22 Class Secretary ’20, ’23 “Bonnie Belle” PHILIP DUNCAN Born, Virginia City, Montana, Sept. 4, 1905 Entered from Gallatin High School, Bozeman, Montana in Nov. ’22 “Phil” ANNES G. CAIN Born, Prescott, Ariz., Sept. 14, 1905 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22, ”23 Mile Hi Secretary ’22 Mile Hi Cabinet ’23 Glee Club ’20—Badger Staff ’23 “Sinner” JOSEPH ECKERT Born, Prescott, Ariz., July 16, 1904 Boys’ Glee Club ’22, ’23 “Sylvia” ’22 “Maid and Middy” ’23 Junior Plav ’22 “Joe” FREDA CLEMEXTS Born, Pittsburgh, Penn., Feb. 20, 1004 Class Basketball ’22, ’23 P. H. S. Basketball ’22, ’23 Mile Hi ’20, ”21, ’22 Glee Club ’20, ’21 “Freddy” KKXXETII IIARRI SOX Born, San Bernardino, California, Sept. G, 1904 Football ’20, ’21, Captain ’23 Class Basketball ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Basketball ’23 Athletic Association ’22; President ’23 Lettemian’s Club ’23 Boys’ Glee Club '22, ’23 Badger Staff ’23—Junior Play ’22 Senior Class President “Fat” ESTELLE CYRA Born, Los Angeles, Calif, Mav 17, 1906 Mile Hi ’21, ’23 Secretary Mile Hi ’23 Glee Club ’21. ’22, '23 Second Debating Team ’23 “Estelita” HADLEY HICKS Born, Tullahonia, Tenn., Sept. 5, 1904 Football '21, ’22 Class Basketball ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Basketball ’23 Letterman’s Club ’23 Hi-Y ’21—Badger Staff ’23 Senior Class Treasurer “Hieksey” ELEANOR J. COTTON Born, Chicago, 111., Sept. 28, 1904 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Mile Hi Cabinet ’21, ’23 President Story Tellers’ League ’21 Class Reporter to Badger ’22 Editor Badger ’23 Class Reporter to Annual ’21 Debating Team ’22, ’23 Glee Club ’20 “Eleanor J.” LYELL II. HOWARD Born, Columbus, Ohio, Apr. 6, 1905 Entered from Fargo High School (North Dakota) in Sept. ’22 Class Basketball ’23 Advertising Manager Badger ’23 “Deacon” DOROTHY FADES Born, San Francisco, Cal., June 12, 1905 Mile Hi ’21, ’22, ’23 Mile Hi Cabinet ’23 Badger Staff ’23 Glee Club ’20, ’21—Chorus ’22 Vice-president Class ’22 “Dodo” EDWIN MARSHALL Born, Crown King, Ariz., April 28, 1904 Football ’21, ’22, ’23 Class Basketball ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 • Track ’21 Letterman’s Club ’23 Yell Leader ’21, '22 Hi-Y ’21—Boys’ Glee Club ’23 “Sylvia” ’22—Band ’20, ’21 Treasurer Sophomore Class 2nd Lieut Military Drill ’23 “Ed” HE fiA$SA?AMPEK MYRTLE FISACKERLY Born, Little Rock, Arkansas, Nov. 6, 1905 Entered from Little Rock High School in Sept ’22 “Fishin’tackle” FLOYD MOSIER Born, Phoenix, Ariz„ April 1, 1902 Entered from Phoenix Union High School in Keb. ’21! “Phoenix” KATHRYN HART Bom, Riverside, Cal., April 30, 1905 Glee Club ’20, '21, ’22, ’23 Junior Play ’22 “Katy” EDGAR C. OLIVER Born, Albuquerque, New Mexico, May 11, 1904 Entered from Phoenix Union High School in Sept. ’21 Football ’21, ’22 Class Basketball ’22, ’23 Basketball ’22, ’23 Letternian’s Club ’23 President Boys’ Glee Club ’23 “Sylvia” ’22—“Maid and Middy”’23 “Ollie” n 523 wJ HELEN JENNINGS Bom, Agua Nueva, Mexico, Sept. 5, 1904 Class Bas'-retball '20, ’21, ’22, ’23 P. H. S. Basketball ’21, ’22 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22 Glee Club ’20, ’21—Band ’20 “Nellie” PEARL JOHNSON Born, Port Lavaca, Texas, March 6, 1905 Entered from Wickenburg High School in Sept. ’22 Mile Hi ’22, ’23 Treasurer Mile Hi ’23 “Poil” MARGARET M. KIEHL Born, Prescott, Ariz., Feb. 5, 1905 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Glee Club ’10 “Peggy” VIRGIL POWELL Born; Cherry, Ariz., Dec. 4, 1904 Entered lrom Humboldt High School ’21 “Powell’ j}A$SA?AMPK BELVA RI'TII LA WHENCE Born, Breckenridge, III., Novem- ber IS, 11)05 Class Basketball ’20, ’21. ’22, 2:1 Captain Class Team '22 P. H. S. Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23 Vice-President Athletic Assoc- iation ’22 Representative to Athletic Association ’23 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Secretary Mile Hi ’21 Mile Hi Cabinet ’21, ’22 Badger Staff ’23—Glee Club ’20 Class Treasurer ’20 “Rufus” CATHERINE WILLSON MEEKER Born, Newark, N. J., June 18, 1905 Class Basketball ’22, ’23 P. H. S. Basketball ’22 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22 Dramatics '22 Badger Staff ’23-—Junior Play ’22 “Kay” LILLA FRANCES MOORE Born, Battle Creek, Michigan July 28, 1905 Entered from Battle Creek High School in Sept. ’22 Mile Hi ’23 “Peggy” HENRY RYAN Born, Trinidad, Colorado, Sept. 13, 1905 Entered from Tempe High School in Sept. '22 “Hank” . fas .© RUBY PARSONS Born, Jan. 5, 1902, Snyder, Texas “Bub” NOEL S. PEOTJES Born, Longview, Texas, Oct. 18, 1906 Class Basketball ’21. ’22 Mile Hi ’21, ’22 Badger Staff '23 “Tack” PAULINE G. ROSENBLATT Born, Prescott, Ariz., April 1, 1905 Class Basketball ’21 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22 Vice-President Mile Hi ’23 Glee Club ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Orchestra ’20, ’21—Dramatics ’22 “Fritz” 1IARRV F. SOUTH WORTH Born, Prescott, Ariz., June 19, 1904 Football ’22 Class Basketball ’20, ’21, ’22, ’23 Basketball ’20, ’21, ’22 Captain ’23 Baseball ’20, ’21, ’22 Vice-President Athletic Assoc- iation ’23 President Letterman’s Club Business Manager Badger ’23 Band '20, ’21—Orchestra ’21 Junior Play ’22 Vice-President Freshman Class Secretary Sophomore Class Treasurer Junior Class Vice-President Senior Class Military Drill 2nd Lieut. ’22, 1st Lieut. ’23 Blondy” fi-E assayamper: MARY M. STACK Bom, Denver, Colorado, Sept. 20, 1904 Class Basketball ’21, ’22, ’23 Mile Hi ’20, ’21, ’22. ’23 Badger Staff ’23—Glee Club ’23 “Asbestos” AGNES ADRIAN STRING- FIELD Born, Prescott, Ariz., June 25, 1904 Entered from St Joseph’s Academy in Sept. ’22 K. K. K. Club ’23 “Ted” LEN )RE STLRTEVANT Born, Roscoe, III., Dec. 7, 1903 Entered from Hononegah Com- munity High School, Rock- ton, 111., in Sept. ’22 Mile Hi ’23 “Nora” THE BADGER VOL. XXII. NO. 8. FEBRUARY 15. 1943 PRICE 8 CENTS BADGERS DEFEAT MESA QUINTET PRESCOTT DEBATERS TAKE CHAMPIONSHIP Johnny Southworth starred in he game last Saturday, when Betty Cotton, adopted daughter of Miss Eleanor Cotton, superin- tendent of the Pioneers’ Home, and Roger Davis won the debating honor, of Arizona last niKht by ' rc cott a“,.ly «i eated the visit- defeatinK Tucson at the new Mu- ,n Mesa in the nicipal Auditorium, the arKuments Kym “s,“m b,ul'd,nK' ‘h® a.corf bc- bein transmitted by means of': ?. «f12' ,.Jo n y laye 1 8tellar radio. The areat crowd, which was ba‘' th.r“UK,h°u‘ tbc ent,,re ,Ka™?- equipped with individual ear- and',w,‘h .?6 field aoals to h.s pieces, had no difficulty in re-'rfd,t , ea! ,y ,he sh et' ceivina the speeches as they were .floor. worl wa!‘ b“th “f.naa- broadcasted from the Tucson Op- ,.onal � d spectacular. Joe Oliver. era House, and were able to £■� £•“ only b,“ f,rat year of baf hear distinctly the arauments of ke‘bal • Performed remarkably the local debaters, althouah they £cl1 at ‘he other forward position were directed toward the broad- He «“receded in connectma with casting disc. Many people at- tended who came from all points in Northern Arizona, and the roof was jammed with visiting air- planes. Prescott upheld the affirmative side of the question: Resolved, that no building over 45 stories in height should be erected in Ari- zona Communities. The affirma- tive received the unanimous de- cision shortly after the closing rebuttal, and congratulations poured in from all parts of the FURIOUS ONSLAUGHT OF PRESCOTT AGGREGATION NETS 84 12 SCORE .he net for 6 baskets and tossed H out of 12 free throws. Kenneth Pegues, tall center for the Badger crew, carried the bulk of the de- fense at the stationary guard po- sition. Despite his great weight and size, he played an exception- ally fast and aggressive game. Buster Fain and Jack Flinn Jr. played fine games at guard, the former ringing 3 counters and the latter 4. Coach Yount started “Sleepy” Bill Smith at guard, but he was soon withdrawn in favor of Buster, simply because he was demonstrating too clearly his name The record-breaking crowd was estimated at five thousand, the proceeds from which will easily cover all expenses. PRESIDENT OF U. S. CIVIC CLASSES STOPS AT PRESCOTT WITNESS TRIAL Friday, February 20, school was _______ dismissed to give the pupils of . , P. H. S. an opportunity to go to Wednesday the twelve he train to see President Kenneth senior civics classes went to the Harrison, who passed through the ?9.urt | OU8e to witness the trial of city at 9:14. President Harrison Mary Bunte, who is accused spent many of his boyhood days ff having made her living by forg- n this town and is a graduate of Parisian dresses and selling ,. f t . . jur High School, which he thinks em as original costumes from country, among the first being Q Rood that he Hends his chiIdren Pans The moving eloquence of that of President Harrison. to 8chool here After leaving the attorney for the state. Miss _______o______ Prescott. Mr. Harrison went to Myrtle hisackerly, who brought Flagstaff, where he lived until his out strongly the vicious villainy RARE DOCUMENTS FOUND e.ection in 194 0 of the accused woman in charging WILL BENEFIT CLASS The station platform was packed exorbitant prices for imitations. ------- .with tager people, and the High caused many of the audience to The two documents which were oVuJe™' ££ U'he' Tq’uent “ ,e.ker. « found tast fall when excava tinic hemd 1..the United States since for the Science Building will consented to stand on too of Daniel Webster and no c.ient of greatly aid the Junior Class in , • From this point he de- hers has ever failed to win. For their study of American Litera- inTeTesting and inspir- this reason it is believed that Miss ifrShiehh:rmThJnHot' Do« “nd “«-tech on Thefi.hin”Industry Bunte will suffer a severe penalty “UuiCV .TahndH hDX.r1n« n Arizona., and, hi. munificent for her atrocious crime. the inscription. Charles Shaw, on voice carried to the remotest parts -------------- the inner cover, are two good ex- o( th audience. _____ FAD RAGES IN P. H. S. amples of the type of Literature p «■ c i cttcd ic rppairfd • — da I-tS Tutanism. the fad which has studying Miss Mary Stack head Freshmen made a trip to the let- been the rage throughout the of the FngliHh Department wtll to make some necessary re- country for the past few years, thd� niirwinp nsted on the • r8 in the lighting system. For has finally gained a firm footing ...n-tin luiurd in mom TO of the he P 8t two weeks, the nightly among certain members of P. H. S., bulletin board in room «iU oi tne 1 , , . - -- - • Administration Building until Fri- °f ‘he,_P ?? day of this week, so that all may have the opportunity to look them over. Gwendolyn Rose, the daughter of a former P. H. S. student and Hassayampa Editor, was recently by the lights in the lower part .ailing to work, thus making the P appear to be a small D at night. This lighting system was installed by the class of ’40 and P. H S. is ery proud to have a letter which and especially the fairer sex. Many of th? girls are wrapping themselves in, as nearly as pos- sible, the same way that was pop- ular at the time of King Tut. Some even try to disguise them- selves as Egyptian mummies The shines forth both day and night, boys wear miniature mummies as At first, we are told, the letter watch fobs, and now, as the honored by receiving first prize was made from th2 common rocks weather is getting warmer, many in the National Beauty Contest of the hillside, painted with white- present themselves at‘ired in san- for High School Girls. Mrs. Ham- wash. However, it was remade in dais and dressed as old Tut him- ilton is distracted for fear that cement several years later. self. Principal Powell, not to be her daughter will abandon her ed- The members of the two classes outdone by the students and most ucation and join a moving picture made the trip in flying bicycles, of the faculty, has appeared for corporation, as she is now being and succeeded in locating the dif- the last few days as an ancient urged to do. ficulty warrior. fHE f ASSAYAMPEEC THE BADGER FEBRUARY 15,’43FAMOUS a£tress ____________________________________________________________________________ TO VISIT PRESCOTT Printed and published every Friday by the students of Prescott Union our ,?n' High School. Prescott. Arizona. TVV aHsembly ,th oth?r ____________________ _______ day that the governor of Nevada SUBSCRIPTION PRICE .00 PER YEAR. 8 CENTS THE COPY nd his talented wife are to stop ___ ___ for � short stay in Prescott some Entered as low-class matter at the Postoffice of P E. Junction, .lle f month. I he governors under the Act of July 36. 5 A. F. (After Flapperism. ‘f« ,s„the f.a,m“us “ctresat laul - ______________________________ na de Rosenblatt, who made such THE STAFF 8 hit in New York in “When Editor-in-Chief .....................................Susan Powell Bobbed Hair Was in Curl , a play Assistant Editor ............................... Ph.lamon Duncan centering around an old-t.m • Athletics Ruth Southworth. Caesar Harrison hion of the women wearing Society ...........................................Capitola Hicks th lr hair almost shoulder length Badgergrams ....................................Jeremiah Marshall “lld c“rl.ed- However Miss De Literature ....................................Calliope Birch Rosenblatt «ave up her «real , . Emery Eckeri name an 1 career to marry a com- B u s i n e s s M an a «er .................. Matthew Southworth mon governor and settled down to Advertising Manager .......................... .Cecil Coleman he humdrum .ife of he.pin« him Advisor ............................. Miss Mary Stack Prepare his speeches. She is. we A” .................................. - ---------- •- ere proud to say. a graduate of adcdatiaw hi school and we look forward to , CO-OKLKA riON her comjnK jn the hope that she Co-operation is the seed of success. Yea most necessary It is wi:i make an ap| earance before this spirit that is greatly needed at present between the student body. ho assem|,|y in general. and the Student Council. The recent outrages, committed ___0 by certain students, indicate a perfectly evident desire on thcii part pEGUES AND FALES to purposely disobey the rules laid down by the Student Council, and MATRIMONIAL AGENCY in turn to undermine our present system of Student Government. We deai in both wjves and hus_ Ignorance of the law is no excuse, and especially in these cases, for bands H re‘s your chance men the rulings have been in force now for nearly three years. Wives of all styles, from the To so openly disregard the law as to appear in dresses with more lightest blondes to the darkest than a ten-inch train, as several «iris did last week, is outrageous brunettes. Five dollars cash for enough, but to discover that four boys had brought their radiophones m. wife wedding ring and gown to school, and conversed with friends outside the city, when they jnc|uded - delivered free should have been studying, was so exasperating to the Student Council We make a specialty of mid- and the principal. Prof. Powell, that the latter, in a fit of violent shipmen. anger, burst a blood vessel. The wrong attitude is evidently being taken by some of the y-------------------------------- • students in regard to Self-Government, but it is hoped in the future that the student body will co-operate willingly in making our system of government a success.________ ___ _ ___ BADGERGRAMS The Reverend Joseph Birch, rec- tor at the local colored church, stirred the assembly last Friday in a rousing speech on the subject of school dances. The students downstairs. She is now forced to instead of earrings, the class of 1923 had a somewhat similar idea as our Seniors have, their pins having a small Badger tied by a chain. Miss Mary Stack, our English instructor, broke her paper cor- recting machine by dropping it enjoyed the talk very much and correct all themes and tests by the all hope that Rev. Birch will re- old-fashioned method of reading turn again in the near future. them over. It is hoped that a Principal Powell recently passed the ruling that all students who come to school in monoplanes will new machine may be procured soon, as it marks and corrects from one hundred to one thousand have to park their vehicles on the papers at once, while Miss Stack south side of the science building can do no more than one at a The student dance committee time and at a much less speed. has arranged for Edgar Oliver, ■ o------ local painter, to attend ail school MONUMENT ERECTED dances and see that the bachelors, TO FORMER STUDENT who are in the habit of congregat- ------- ing in the lobby, are taught the Monday. February 13. is the art of dancing. There will be no date set for the unveiling of the embarrassment in the process, as monument erected to the memory a special room will be reserved for ' of Arthur Dumont, diamond king the beginners. of Arizona and former student of The large picture of the gradu- p. h. S. Mr. Dumont, always a ating class of ’23, which has hung great lover of nature, was stroll- for so many years in the audito- jng along the banks of Granite rium, was recently jarred by a reek, when suddenly his foot tussle between two Freshmen slipped and the famous millionaire boys, and went crashing to the was overpowered by the fierce floor. While the picture is being current. This prominent man. who repaired the students will be un- has just completed a sale of sev- able to gaze upon these well- enteen tons of diamonds to the known celebrities. Meeker Monoiwane Company, to be The Seniors’ class earrings have used in the trimming of the 1946 arrived and all the Seniors are models of Meo� er monoplanes, has very proud of them. They are always been very generous with finished in the class colors of his wealth. Besides donating vast black and blue and are in the ums to all the numerous dancing shape of a little monkey climbing schools in the country, he fur- a rope. It is said that a long nished Prescott High School with time ago, when Senior classes a large conservatory for the study were in the habit of getting pins'of plants and flowers. DR. HARRY F. SOUTHWORTH Expert Veterinarian Guarantees absolute cure for anything from horses to fleas. 1069 Cortez St. Rad'ophone 981 Pea COURTNEY C. COLEMAN Dental Surgeon Drop in and let me examine your teeth free of charge Have your teeth Radium filled or automatically pulled by our modern apparatus. PRICES AS FOLLOWS: 1 tooth $63.29 7 teeth ............... 1.3 7 All teeth .67 Teeth made attractive by our patent permanent wave. We also part them in the middle. GIRLS DO YOU WANT TO BE A GOOD DANCER? Then come to 5000 Gurley St. and learn all the new steps and then some. We teach how to «lance with or without music, with or without a partner. Come one, come all I NEFD THE MONEY HADLEY H HICKS DANCING SCHOOL FOR GIRLS Tues, Wed. and Thurs. SEE EDWIN MARSHALL AS David Dunham IN “The Stenographer's Nightmare” EMPRESS THEATRE Cor 24 th St. and 16th Ave. “Air Changed Every Ten Days” Our colored films perpectly re- produce the noted star’s fa- mous complexion. duninrs CLASS OFFICERS Alene Dickson.................................................President Le Roy Smith.............................................Vice-President Evaline Fales.................................................Secretary Norman Fain...................................................Treasurer Miss Alice Ladd Bitner..........................................Advisor Fred Abbott Hersehel McMullen Tom Bate Marion McNeely Margaret Blaylock Alice Nelson Orie Conway Winifred Nelson Learah Cooper Louise Oliver Evelyn Cox Johnie Lee Parsons Esther Devin Fay Poe Alene Dickson Mary Redding Patti Duncan Dora Rosenblatt Milo Eckel Marion Ross Norman Fain James Ryan Evaline Fales (•lair Scholev Robert Gonzales Agnes Sherman Lester Haskell Nettie Silver Frank I lee Alban Smith Elizabeth 11 11 i ngshead Le Roy Smith Marvin Howard Dorothy Steinberg Fritz llg Harold Stephens Barbara Jaeger Ruth Terry Virginia Johnson George Theobald Willow Johnson George Thompson Lydia King Edwin Weil Charles Major Gladys Weiland Theodore Martin Gudfrid Wold Ned Yount CLASS OFFICERS I)ann Sherman President Frances Hicks Sherman Hazeltine Miss Lily 0. Hawkinson Vice-President Secretary and Treasurer Mabel Allen Lawrence Johnston Alary Arntzen Edward King Helen Bangs Ardis Lauden Lillie Betes Hazel Langdon Charles Blanton Helen Langdon Tillie Blumberg Robert Martin William Bork Kenneth McMullen Walter Carroll Lawrence Metcalf Emery Chapman Isabel Morey Howard Gornick Grace Mosher Arthur Davis Lillian Munro Adelbert Dealing Claude Patterson Fred Denny Betty Priest Thelma Despain Arthur Robinson Elizabeth Dumont Irene Rogers Raymond Dumont Noah Scott Florine Fegan Charles Shaw Lillian Forbes Dann Sherman Wayne Foster Anna Steinberg Leonita Gilardi Helen Strom Susan Gist Luella Thomas Michael Guldin Roger Trengove Sherman Hazeltine Alma Wanamaker Joe Heap Helen Watson Frances Hicks Louise Weil Eugenia Jennings Ruby Yates Alma Johnson Edith Yeomans Helen Yeomans Russell Pegues...... Catharine Favour..... Betty Kastner........ Jack Flinn........... Miss Anne Douglass CRASS OFFICERS ....................................President ...............................Vice-President ....................................Secretary ....................................Treasurer ......................................Advisor Cecil Allen Joe Allen Roma Anderson Edward Andres Elizabeth Baker Hazel Bosley Catherine Bork Murel Boren Earl Brady Ellen Burke Irene Campbell Albert Case Eunice Clark Nona Conway Vernon Cox Byrdeva Dameron Rvlan Darnall Rose Deck Mona Denson Glen Edwards Raymond Evans Louis Fales Catharine Favour Bernice Fletcher Jack Flinn Flora Gilardi Anna Mary Goodell Sally Hall Edith Harris Charles Hartin C’hesley Hixson Howard Jenkins William Jenkins Margaret Jones Betty Kastner Laura Keays Ruth Lamb Marjorie Lea veil Arthur Le Page Eva May Likes Edris F. Linesba Melville Lombard Virginia McCash Arthur Middleton Mary Miller Martha Montgomery Alice Newman Jack Newman Violet Norton Russell Pegues Minnie De Petris Gladys Peterson Leslie Powell Hazel Ramsey Frank Rand Betty Rigdon Doris Robertson Virginia Rosenberger Bertha Rosenblatt Meda Scott Roy Simpson Bernice Stringfield Bertha Stringfield Ithiel Tabler Frederick Terry. Monroe Thompson Lorena Tucker Ward Tuttle William Vaughan Elliott Wall Robert Wilson Richard Yeomans fesAVAMPER; Tht' (Cmummial Department 10 a stranger visiting Prescott High School during the first semester, it might seem that a lively dance or party was going on in the western rooms of the building. Else why those rythmical musical tones that penetrate even the closed doors? However, this part of the building is not a dance hall but the Commercial department, and the phonograph from whence the music comes, instead of giving purpose to lively feet, is marking time for busy fingers which are learning to march across the typewriter keys. Thus one gains his first introduction to the Commercial Department, one of the most valuable departments of the school. Here is taught not only typing, but also shorthand, bookkeeping, stenotypy and mimeographing, which courses are open not only to pupils of High School, but to any one else who wishes to take advantage of learning any of the above-mentioned branches. The equipment of the department is of the best. Besides the eighteen typewriters whose incessant click seldom ceases from eight-fifteen until three-thirty, there is the calculating machine, the electric bookkeeping machine, an adding machine, two mimeographs, to say nothing of the beau- tiful filing cabinet, and also the miniature bank in one corner. As the weeks and months of the school year go by, the slow, uncertain fingers on the typewriter keys quicken their speed and gain accuracy, and for this speed and accuracy commercial rewards are won from the Remington Typewriter Company. These awards consist of a primary certificate for writing an average of twenty-five words a minute for ten minutes, a card case for writing forty-five words a minute for ten minutes, a gold medal for fifty-five words a minute for ten minutes, in no case making more than five mistakes, and a portable Remington typewriter for writing sixty words a minute for ten minutes making no error whatever. Most all the members of the first year class have won their primary certi- ficates, and most of the second year, their card cases. Up to the time the annual goes to press gold medals have been won by Mary Louise Lofland, Annes Cain and Mary Stack. Besides a number of regular students, the following special students have taken advantage of the courses offered in the Commercial Department. Helena Bolden Mable Budd Vaida Cook Bernetta Davis Mary Hamilton Charles Kendall Ruth Helen Kuhne Ernestine Lebsch Mary Louise Lofland Glady Morris Esther Ross Georgia Lee Sullivan Wilev 01 mountains stretching on from east to west. So massive, yet so shadowy, so ethereal” gfyleto ASSAVAMPK Athlrtir Asiuirialunt A TRIE BADGER B is for his bravery out on the field of fame, A is for the accuracy he’ll use in every game, D is for his daring bold he’ll ne er fail to use. G is for the hardy grit that’ll make him seldom lose, E is for his Eversharp way of doing wonders, R is for the readiness that keeps him from all blunders. HE Athletic Association, organized for the purpose of scheduling and managing interscholastic athletic contests, is maintained by the students, faculty, and friends of the school, who, upon pre- senting a small fee, are entitled to reduced rates at athletic contests. Membership this year consists of 126 students, 18 faculty, and 78 towspeople, who have shown their interest in school affairs by enrolling with the association. This year the association, under the able management of Miss Douglass, has ended the season with a neat balance on the right side of the ledger. BOARD MEMBERS OF THE ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION Kenneth Harrison (Senior) ................................... President Harry Southworth (Senior)............................... Vice-President Johnie Lee Parsons (Junior)....................................President Miss Douglass (Faculty)........................................Treasurer Ruth Lawrence (Senior) Joe Heap (Sophomore) Lester Haskell (Junior) Bertha Rosenblatt (Freshman) Tillie Blumberg (Sophomore! Arthur LePage (Freshman) FACULTY: Mr. Martin, Miss Coleman, Mr. McKee, Miss Nelson. Kenneth Harrison (Captain) Center Ilarry Soutlnvorth—Quarterback T. M. McKee—Coach Hadley Hicks—Halfback George Theobald (Captain-elect) Halfback ■■■ a j .• Edwin Marshall—Fullback Courtney Coleman Arthur Dumont—Tackle Edgar Oliver—Halfback Tackle Norman Fain- -Guard Krank Ilee—Knd LeRoy Smith—Guard Robert Gonzales—Knd Noah Scott—Sub-Guard Adelbert Deming—Sub-Guard iFuathall $rusmt UK most successful football season through which a Prescott team has passed in recent years was experienced during the fall of ’22. when the undefeated Badgers easily romped away with the Northern Arizona Championship. With excellent material from which to choose, Coach McKee built an unbeatable eleven. Southworth, playing his first year of football, performed at the quarterback position in wonderful style. Theobald Haskell. Oliver, and Hicks, half-backs, were a quartet of fast and elusive men, each being able to break away for long gains through the stiffest opposition. In Marshall. “Mac” developed one of the hardest hitting full- hacks ever fighting for a Badger gridiron team. On the line Captain Harrison. Fain, Smith, Coleman, and Dumont furnished a stonewall defense that terrified any team playing opposition to them. Ilee and Gonzales, ends, were two fast and deadly tacklers. and each nailed passes with seeming ease and regularity. Demining and Scott were used as sub-linemen, both being able to put up a creditable fight. Following the termination of the season, three Prescott boys received all-state honors. Captain “Fat” Harrison, playing his third year at center was honored by being selected center on Pidge Penny’s first all-state mythical eleven. “Fat” played fine football all season and captained his team faultlessly. Harry Southworth. performing for the first time in a football uniform, was selected second all-state quarterback by Pidge Penny. Considering the circumstances, this may be looked upon as a great honor. The third man of distinction in our midst is Iladley Hicks, who was awarded honorable mention by Coach McKale of the I niversity. Considering the tacts that Prescott was scored upon only twice, on -e as the result of a fumble and the other as a result of a pass, and that three men were given all-state honors, it may be seen that the football season of ’22 was one of the most successful in the history of P. II. S. Jerome Total................13 THE RECORD c At Prescott Prescott 38 0 At Prescott Prescott IP 0 At Flagstaff Prescott 0 . 7 At Jerome Prescott 18 0 At Prescott Prescott 61 0 At Prescott Prescott 35 13 Total 171 THE SQUAD Kenneth Harrison (captain) Center LeRoy Smith Right Guard Courtney Coleman.........Right Tackle Frank Hee.......................Right End Norman Fain...............Left Guard Arthur Dumont.............Left Tackle Robert Gonzales..................Left End George Theobald....................Left Half Hadley Hicks......................Right Half Harry Southworth.......Quarter Back Edwin Marshall............Full Back Edgar Oliver..............Half Back Noah Scott.........Sub, Guard, Center Adelbert Deming..............Sub Guard t i€ ftesAYAMPEK Haafertball raamt 5 NDER the able coaching of Miss Nelson, the girls’ basketball season was a most successful one. A good deal of new material as necessarily developed, due to the early season disability of Helen Jei nings. running center, and Johnnie Lee Parsons, guard. However. Miss Nelson built a fine sextet around a nucleus of three veterans, Ruth Lawrence and Captain Mary Bunte, forwards, and Marion Me Neeley, guard. These forwards, together with Esther Devin, formed a trio of fast and sure-eved basket tossers. Freda Clements and Ardis Lauden were used at the center positions, each beng tall and possess- ing a great jumping ability. Winifred Nelson and Fay Poe, running centers, were both fast, wily, and capable of putting up a hot scrap. Marion Me Neely and Dora Rosenblatt were entrusted the guardianship of our goal and to this pair of guards goes the credit of keeping the opponents’ scoring low. Tillie • Blumherg showed up regularly at practice and if her size was any where near in proportion to her determination, she would be a whiz of a player. THE RECORD Clarkdale 21 At Prescott Prescott.... 36 Winslow It At Prescott Prescott... 13 Flagsta.f 13 At Flagstaff Prescott... 15 Williams 7 At Williams Prescott 18 Flagstaff 10 At Prescott Prescott... 9 Jerome n; At Prescott 43 Clarkdale u At Clarkdale 3ft Jerome 14 At Jerome Prescott... 15 Total 106 Total 179 ®abg?r DaaUrlbaU aamt OACII MeKEE early set about to develop a basketball quintet that would be as great a success as his football eleven. With n only two let termen, Oliver and Captain Southworth, as a nucleus, “Mac” built a fast scoring machine that ranked with the best of its class. Harry, playing his fourth year of basketball, and “Ollie” his second, formed a formidable pair of forwards that worked together like clockwork. Arthur Dumont, our tall center could “jump with the best of ’em” and was a tower of strength on the defence. Fain, guard, was right along with the rest on the score sheet, while Smith made up for his lack of ability in that line by excellent guarding. An anxious trio of mm subs were always ready to mix in the fray, THE RECORD Ilicks, Harrison and Coleman. Williams 23 At Prescott Prescott 53 Clarkdale 19 At Prescott Prescott 42 Winslow At Prescott Prescott 35 Mesa High 69 At Prescott Prescott 18 St. John’s 36 At Prescott Prescott 23 Holbrook 17 At Holbrook Prescott 42 Winslow 19 At Winslow Prescott 30 Flagstaff At Flagstaff Prescott 31 Flagstaff 27 At Prescott At Prescott 26 Jerome 28 Prescott 48 Clarkdale 27 At Clar’ dale Prescott 38 Jerome 29 At Jerome Prescott 24 Total .361 Total 410 HE ffA-SSAVAMPER! Uranus nf thr ICiitrr OitrlH MARY Bl’XTE Basketball ’21. 22, ’23 KI TH LAWRENCE Basketball ’21. ’22, ’23 MARION ile NEELY Basketball ’22. ’23 DORA ROSENBLATT Basketball ’23 KENNETH HARRISON Football ’20, ’21, '22 . HARRY SOUTH WORTH Football. ’22 Basketball ’20, ’21. ’22, ’23 Baseball ’20, ’21, ’22 EDWIN MARSHALL Football ’20. ’21, ’22 HADLEY HICKS Football ’21, ’22 Basketball, '23 COURTNEY COLEMAN Football ’21. ’22 ARTHUR DUMONT Football ”22 Basketball '23 EDGAR OLIVER Football ’21. ’22 Basketball '22, ’23 ESTHER DEVIN Basketball ’23 WINIFRED NELSON Basketball ’23 FREDA CLEMENTS Basketball ’23 FAY FOE Basketball ’23 ilntJH LeROY SMITH Football ’22 Basketball '23 ROBERT GONZALES Football ’21, ’22 NORMAN FAIN Football ’22 Basketball ’23 NOAH SCOTT Football '22 ADELBERT DEMING Football ’22 GEORGE THEOBALD Football '22 FRANK 11 EE Football ’21. ’22 LESTER HASKELL Football ’22 XU GDur limuirfl The president, of the Universty of Arizona started last year, the practice of awarding what is known as the “President’s Cup.” This cup is given to the school of the state, whose Freshmen at the University gain the highest average in scholarship. Prescott High School has the distinction of winning the first cup. which was presented by President Marvin himself. The names on the cup of those who won it for P. H. S. are: Elizabeth Angel Wells II cap Dorothy Ilill Mollie Merritt Elizabeth Randall Anita Weil We think it is also fitting to put on this page the names of those stu- dents of Prescott High School whose work shows promise of bringing like honor to our school in future times. Owing to the early date on which the annual goes to press, we have taken into consideration only the first semes- ter, for which time the following persons have an average of A—or more, and no semester grade below A—: Seniors— Annes Cain Estelle Cyra Myrtle Fisackerly Noel Pegues Pauline Rosenblatt and the following an average of A below B—: Mary Stack Sophomores— Robert Martin Freshmen— Eva Likes or more, and no semester grade Seniors— Eleanor Cotton Dorothy Fales Kathryn Hart Lyell Howard Pearl Johnson Juniors— Margaret Blaylock Learah Cooper Esther Devin Elizabeth Hollingshead Johnie Lee Parsons Nettie Silver Ruth Terry Sophomores— William Bork Joe Heap Hazel Langdon Helen Langdon Roger Trengove Freshmen— Irene Campbell Violet Norton Frank Rand William Vaughan Specials— Ruth Wiley “ do love My country's Hood with a respect more tender, More holy and Profound, than mine own life” fS tesAVAMPEB; (Uic iCrttrrmau’s (Club HE Lettermen's Club, an organization eligible only to the boys wearing the letter “P,” last fall was introdueed into the already long list of P. II. S. activities. It aims to promote better athletics in Prescott High and to afford entertainment for visit- ing teams. At their first meeting the following officers were elected for the ensuing year: Harry Southworth, president; Edwin Marshall, vice-president; Courtney Coleman, secretary and treasurer. The following conclude the list of charter members: Kenneth Harrison, Edgar Oliver, Frank Hee, Robert Gonzales, Hadley Hicks, and Lester Haskell. On February ninth, when Coach McKee presented, before the assembly, the football letters, six new members were automatically elected to mem- bership in the club. These were Noah Scott, Arthur Dumont. Adalbert Deming, George Theobald. Norman Fain, and LeRoy Smith. The organization gave several dances for visiting teams and saw that they were well entertained during their visits in Prescott. In every athletic contest in which Prescott participated the team displayed clean sportsman- ship and when conquered, they wore a smile. j fK. yy Drhatr ASSAT WR 4 RESCOTT High School, spurred on by having won the Northern Ari- zona Championship last year, deter- mined this year to make even higher honors her goal, and accordingly selected her team early in January. In order to encourage development, through rivaly and keen competition, two teams were picked at the tryouts. Those chosen for the first team were Eleanor Cotton, who represented the school last year in debate, and Arthur Davis. Evaline Kales and Estelle Cyra were given places on the second team. The two teams at once began enthusiastic work on the state question: Resolved that the federal government should own and operate all interstate railroads. Two contests were held preliminary to tin debate with Winslow. In the first contest the first team supported the affirm- ative side of the question and the second team, the negative. In the second contest the sides were reversed, thus giving each team an oppor- tunity to develop each side of the question. Though the decision of both preliminaries was given to the first team, the second team did very creditable work; in fact they deserve de- cided commendation for their faithful effort and good spirit. After three weeks of practice, the first team entered the debate with Winslow on February 12. fairly confident of victory. They felt that the initial step had been taken toward their goal, when, at the end of the debate, the judges rendered a unanimous decision in favor of Pres- cott. On February 28. Prescott battled with Jerome at Jerome, and again defended the negative side of the question, gaining a two to one victory. The contest to decide the Northern Arizona Championship was held in Prescott, March 12. and our team defeated their opponent. Snowflake, by an unanimous decision. In this debate, Prescott for the first time upheld the affirmative side of the question, which they had to prepare in one week’s time. As this annual goes to press our debaters are journeying toward Chandler where they will meet Casa Grande, Marc'll JO. They are again upholding the affirmative side of the question and if vic- torious will try for State Championship. Mr,rr J7 pASSAVAMPEK (Ihr Hafarr OLLOWIN'G tho precedent set by the Class of '22 the Senior Class of 23 has published every month “The Badger” on a more pretentious scale. This paper records the local, athletic, and social news, and gives those who have talent along literary lines an opportunity to write and have published short stories, essays, or poems. The editorial section has played an important part in the life of the school, and the joke section has been a source of keen amusement to the students. The Seniors have put forth their best efforts and hope the class that is to succeed them will feel kindly toward “The Badger” and carry him on and up with them and so down the line of classes of Seniors for many years to come. Much credit is due Miss Post, who has been ever helpful and tire- less in assisting the Seniors over the rough places and being ever ready to encourage and correct. The Seniors have published eight eopics of “The Badger” which have been printed by the Courier. Eleanor Cotton Dorothy Kales Mary Bunte Iladlev Hicks STAFF Editor-in-( 'hief..................................... Assistant Editor...................................... Local Editor.......................................... Assistant Local Editor................................ Society Editor........................................................Ruth Lawrence Sport Editors....................... Kenneth Harrison, Catherine Meeker Joke Editor Joe Birch, succeeded by Mary Stack Literary Editor..................................................Geraldine Barrett Business Manager....................................... Harry Southworth Assistant Business Manager....................................Annes Cain Advertising Manager........................................ Lyell Howard Assistant Advertising Manager.................................Xoel Pegues ittUttanf ©raining HORTLY after school was opened, Military Training was in full swing, with an enrollment of 97 cadets, or an increase of 20% over the previous year and 61% over the year the work was organized. Corresponding increase in enrollment next year will enable Prescott High School to secure recognition under SPECIAL REGCLATTONS No. 4o of the NATIONAL DEFENSE ACT. Under this Act schools that have at least 100 cadets over 14 years of age are able to secure full equipment including uniforms. Officers and non-commissioned officers of the department are: Head Instructor, S. H. Martin, Major Northern Battalion, A. C. C. Assistant Instructor, T. B. McKee, Captain Prescott Co. A. C. C. Commander 1st Platoon, 1st Lieutenant Ilarry Southworth. Commander 2nd Platoon, 2nd Lieutenant Edward Marshall. SERGEANTS Hadley Hicks, 1st Sergeant Ned Yount, Platoon Sergeant. 1st Platoon Arthur Dumont, Bight Guide, 1st Platoon Theodore Martin, Left Guide. 1st Platoon Kenneth Harrison, Platoon Sergeant, 2nd Platoon Norman Fain, Right Guide. 2nd Platoon Edgar Oliver, Left Guide, 2nd Platoon m Courtney 'oleman Tom Bate Joe Eckert Marion Ross Robert Martin George Theobald Joe Heap Sherman Hazel! me The fifth annual competitive drill was held on June 2. 11)22. the judges of which were: Maj. Edward S. Linton, 158 Inf A. N. K.. Chief Judge. ( aptain John L. Sullivan. -109 Inf.. 103 Div. Sergeant Albert Akin. 158 Inf. All of these men served overseas during the World’s War. The results of the competition were as follows: The platoon com- petition was won by the 1st Platoon under 1st Lieutenant Paul Plummer. The prize for the platoon was a beautiful silk flag, THE TRCSTEE’S PRIZE. A sabre and belt were awarded to the commander by the Head Instructor. The squad competition was won by the 1st Squad of the 1st platoon under Corporal Ned Yount. The Prize for the squad was the COMMANDANT’S PRIZE. Prizes for the individual mem- bers of the squad are watch fobs, to be given by the Head Instructor. The individual competition or “Spell Down,” was won by Hadley Hicks, who received a Gold Medal. Second place was awarded to Ernest Born, who was presented with a Silver Medal. Both of the medals were the SUPERIN- TENDENT’S PRIZE. a hr GDrrlu'stra IIE orchestra was organized early this year, and, under the strict leadership of Miss llawkinson, settled down to good, snappy Wednesday night practices. The individual ability of the many volunteers enabled our director to form an efficient organization, the only difficulty being the unbalanced volume due to the scarcity of violins. This difficulty however, has been remedied by Miss llawkinson, who has been giving lessons to a number of beginning violinists. The willingness of the members of the orchestra to participate in any student gathering is a credit to its splendid, co-operative spirit and has given the rest of the student body much enjoyment. Marvin Howard. Violins— Arthur Davis Tom Bate Dann Sherman laiwrence Johnston Ellen Burke Lorena Tucker Clarinets— Robert Martin Ned Yount Saxophones— Sally Hall William Vaughan Arthur Robinson Cornets— Charles Shaw Marvin Howard Frederick Terry Trombone— Theodore Martin Cello— Isabel Morey Piano— Ruth Terry Drum Robert Gonzales Director—Miss Lily 0. llawkinson ahr lanii UK band boys are coming right along. With Mr. Barnett on the solo cornet, the fellows just “whoop ’er up” and step right lively. The hand is a standard of team play where every fellow is interested and puts all Ins energy into every effort. Thus we believe the band is worth while, for an organization with such splendid teamwork is an asset to any school. But most of all we enjoy our rehearsals and each and every one of us hates to quit on time; some have their favorite march, while to others “that last strain” seems very alluring. —Marvin Howard. Cornets— Clarinets— Air. E. L. Barnett. Conductor Robert Martin Frederick Terry Marvin Howard Charles Shaw Trombone— Theodore Martin Alto Horn— Andrew Groenick Baritone— Robert Gonzales Ruth Terry Ned Yount Saxophones— Bob Yount William Vaughan Drums— Joe Heap Elmer Smith Bass— Roger Trengove J:' E f SSAYAWC (Thr (bids’ (birr (Dub UK Girls’ Glee Club was organized this year under the leader ship of Miss Robinson, the new music supervisor. The Glee (lub has appeared upon several occasions before the assembly, but sang before the public for the first time on April 1!). when the operetta, “The Maid and the Middy,” by Bliss, was pre- sented at the Elks, with the aid of the Boys’ Glee Club. This was a big success and much credit must lie given Miss Robinson for her able super- vision and instruction, to Miss Savage for her help with tin libretto, and to Miss South, in whose department the charming costumes were designed and executed. OFFICERS President.................................... Dora Rosenblatt Vice-President...................................Esther Devin Secretary and Treasurer Johnie Lee Parsons Social Chairman..............................Marion McNeely MEMBERS First Sopranos Margaret Blaylock Byrdeva Dameron Elizabeth Dumont Susan Gist Kathryn Hart Barbara Jaeger Margaret Jones Alice Nelson Dora Rosenblatt Meda Scott Bertha Rosenblatt Mary Stack Helen Watson Mary Arntzen Estelle Cyra Irene Campbell Eugenia Jenni Willow Johnsoi Betty Kastner Virginia McCa Marion Me Nee Lillian Munro Winifred Nelsc Louise Oliver Fay Poe Betty Rigdon Virginia Rosenberger Helen Strom Alma Wanama’-'er Gladys W’eiland Marjorie Leavell Altos Ellen Burke Esther Devin Anna Mary Goodell Virginia Johnson Johnie Lee Parsons Agnes Sherman Martha Montgomery Ardis Lauden Un' iUnifs (Sin CEub AST October the Boys’ Ole� Club was organized with a member- ship of twenty-eight. It has the distinction of being the first boys’ glee club ever organized at Prescott High. The Club made its first public appearance at the program given before the Christmas holidays, when it gave two very pleasing numbers. The boys made their second appearance in “The Maid and the Middy.” the High School operetta. OFFICERS President......................................... Edgar Oliver Vice-President....................................George Theobald Secretary-Treasurer...............................Arthur Davis Director............................................Miss Robinson Accompanist.................................Pauline Rosenblatt MEMBERS First Tenors Lawrence Metcalf Robert Martin Tom Bate Dann Sherman Edgar Oliver Joe Eckert Alban Smith Frank Rand William Bork Harry Southworth Charles Shaw Kenneth Harrison Roger Trengove Frederick Terry Baritones Ned Yount Bass Arthur Davis Second Tenors Theodore Martin Arthur Dumont Jack Flinn Ithiel I abler Joe Heap Wayne Foster George Theobald Edwin Marshall Charles Hartin Edwin Weil Charles Major Sherman Hazeltine f Pe 'pfesAVAMpeR: mui'-Ht ILE 111 activities were continued this year under the new Y. V. C. A. field secretary, Miss Wilson. This club is composed of girls from the three upper classes at High School, which meet every Friday afternoon at the Y. W. C. A. building. Here the work of the club is planned and the business performed and after- wards the girls enjoy a little program or play games. Among the activities of the club this year, was the pageant, “Everygirl,” presented at the annual meeting of the Y. W. C. A. This was pronounced a great success. At the head of the club is the council which is composed of the officers and committee chairmen. The officers of the club are: President................................Agues Sherman Vice-President........................Pauline Rosenblatt Secretary..................................Estelle Cyra Treasurer............................... Pearl Johnston The Committee Chairmen are: Service Committee......................... Frances Hicks- Social Committee........................Ruth Lawrence Program Committee..........................Dorothy Pales Succeeded by Margaret Blaylock Finance Committee.......................Eleanor Cotton Membership Committee.........................Annes Cain The advisors are: Miss Wilson Sirs. IIirks Miss Savairs Miss Miss Ilawkinson Coleman (Ihp iFrrHlmtan Jffmn aljip (Etrrlr MK Freshman Friendship Circle may be looked upon as a sort of junior Mile Hi, organized for and by the girls of the Frest- nian class only. This is the second year it has existed in P. H. S. The girls believe in service and work but they do not slight good times. The advisors of the committee are Miss Wilson, Mrs. Fain and Mrs. JTazeltine. The officers are elected every three months. Those who have already served are: President—Doris Robertson. Catharine Favour. Vice-President—Lorens Tucker, Mona Denson. Secretary—Betty Rigden. Gladys Peterson. Treasurer—Ilazel Bosley, Sally Hall. The other members of tbe club are: Catherine Bork Irene Campell Mona Denson Bernice Fletcher Sally Hall Laura Keays Mary Miller Alice Newman Violet Norton Virginia Rosenberger alu' IK. IK. IK 0 We are the mysterious K. K. K.’s, No one here can know our ways. If you have your hair cut short You may join our fun and sport. Again the Bobbed Hair Girls of Prescott High have organized their mysterious ( lub, and are keeping things going “fast and furious.” This year they chose .Miss Nelson for their advisor and elected the following members for officers. Marion McXeely.. Bertha Rosenblatt Til lie Blumberg . Dora Rosenblatt ................President ...........Vice-President Secretary and Treasurer ........Social Chairman They evidently are not superstitious for they held their first party Friday, October tin thirteenth, at the V. W. C. A. for the purpose of initiating the new members. Their second party was given March 17th, in the High School Gy making the boys’ foot!: Helen Bangs Gera Mine Barrett Margaret Blaylock Tillic Blumberg Alene Dickson Eva line Pales Susan Gist Anna Mary Goodell Frances Hicks Barbara Jaeger i. They have also helped 1! numbers. The members Eugenia Jennings Margaret Jones Ardis Lauden Virginia MeCash Lorcna Tucker Ruth Terry Marion MeNeely Lilia Moore Isabel Morey Alice Nelson in charity work, and in are as follows: Jolinie Lee Parsons Betty Priest Fay Poe Dora Rosenblatt Bertha Rosenblatt Doris Robertson Meda Scott Agnes Sherman Anna Steinberg Helen Strom fl-E ffASSAVAMPERI ahr JJrartin' l uttr By ROBKRT MARTIN ’25 “To Ik- alone is very sad In this black world, and yet, ’Tis better than to raise a son AY ho plays the clarinet.” —Airs. Yount. “A son who plays the clarinet Is horrid, dear. 1 bet. But better far than one who blows The terrible cornet.” —Airs. Howard. “To play the cornet may be bad The clarinet be worse, But happier they than beings who On Jewsharps do discourse. ” —Airs. Ila eltine. “The trombone. Alan, it makes a sound Far worse than all of these, 7t howls in such an awful way AIv blood it seems to freeze.” —Airs. Martin “The baritone some say is fierce, The bawling trombone—Oh !! Are boys who play these half as bad As Saxophonists No!! —Airs. Heap. “All tin aforesaid instruments I could endure and grin. But my son, self-instructed, plays Upon the violin!” —Airs. Davis. “Sweet music these, and pleasant, too, Faeli truly is a hummer. But pity me; my boy, you see Is a would-be jazz-band drummer.” —Airs. Seholey. “Tones from all of these remind us AYe should give them all a hand. After hearing play so sweetly (!) Our own orchestra and band.” £ uuj a £ muj of 3FrpHhmrti Sing a song of Freshies, A room full of pep. AYe’re the class that studies And the bunch that’s got the “rep.” “Rusty” is our President, And he’s the snake’s hips. too. If he should change his residence. I’m sure we’d all feel blue. “K” is our AMce-President. And she’s the eel’s raincoat, And if you don’t agree to that, AYe’re in an awful boat. AYe have a little secretary, Her name is Betty K. And her sweet tempered jolly kind, Arou'll not find every day. Our treasurer’s given name is Jack. And lie’s a good kid too. But if you don’t pay up on time. He’ll mop the floor with you. And now our officers we’ve told, Rusty, Betty, “K” and Jack. They all are wonders to behold. Oh, we’re a JAZZY pack! By Laura Kea.vs and Gladys Peterson ’2t H Ur Beneath a shivering canopy reclined, Of aspen leaves that wave without a wind' Qramattcs GDgrtt linitae Program honor of the parents ami friends of the stmlenls and Faculty sfi on open house was held .May twenty-sixth, 15)22, at two o’clock. W A cordial welcome was extended to all visitors. After they had been escorted to the various rooms where the work of the classes was exhibited, an entertaining program was given by the Public Speaking Class in the Auditorium. .................High School Orchestra Booth Tarkington s . Members of Public Speaking Class High School Girls’ Glee Club Booth Tarkington’s ....... Members of Public Speaking Class High School Orchestra ............................“Officer 666” Selection .................... Dramatization of Scenes from “Seventeen”.................... Selection..................... Dramatization of Scenes “Ramsey Milholland” Selection................ Advance advertisement of. from THE SENIOR CLASS OF ’22 ; PRESENTS “GDffirrr BBC” UNDER THE DIRECTION OF MISS FRANCES KEEN Bataeto, Jap Servant.......................................Harold Block Michael Phelan. Officer 666 ..............................George Haiti Whitney Barnes, Gladwin’s Best Friend ....Donald Bradley Travers Gladwin, Millionaire looking for a thrill........Eugene Weiland Helen Burton............................................ Helen Finlayson Sadie Small. Helen’s Cousin..........................Mary Louise Lofland Mrs. Burton, their Aunt.................................Dorothy Morrison Alfred Wilson, Picture Expert—a Crook......................Ernest Born Watkins, his accomplice, and Gladwin’s former butler.......Charles Suder Police Captain Stone.......................................Paul Amberg Kearney, Plain Clothes Man.................................Max Escher Ryan, Policeman.....................................................Paul Plummer Policemen............................. Joe Archambeau, Ralph Weiland Business Manager...........................................Paul Amberg Assisted by Miss Bitner. Senior Class Advisor Propert ies..............................................Dorot hy Stuart Head Usher.............................................Harry Southworth E3ectrf( ian ..............................................Marsh Smith Stage Mechanic....................................................Walter Marshall Music by High School Orchestra, F. M Brandenberg, Director ACT I.—Drawing Room of the Gladwin Mansion. ACTS II-I II.—The Same. Armialirp Satj Jlrn ram HK Public Speaking Class had charge of the program given in the assembly, November tenth. The Girls’ Glee Club sang two enjoyable numbers, after which Virginia Johnson, who had charge of the program, gave a brief talk on the meaning of Armistice Day. Other members of the class gave readings as “Young Fellow My Lad’’—Robert W. Service “Milkin’ Time”—Robert W. Service........... “The Fool”—Robert W. Service............... “Fleurette”—Robert W. Service.............. “Rouge Bouquet”—Joyce Kilmar............... “A Banjo Song”—Vocal Solo.................. (Chrtatmaa Day Jlroyram Friday, December 22. 1022, the last day of school before Christmas, an enjoyable program was given before the assembly. A number of the alumni from the University of Arizona were present, and one of these, Earl Escher, gave an interesting little talk about University life. The rest of the pro- gram was as follows: Group of Songs........................................ Girls’ Glee Club Cornet Solo ..........................................Marvin Howard Whistling Solo ........................................Ruth Lawrence Reading ...............................................Mrs. Southworth Vocal Solo .................................................. Mr. Liff “Prescott High School, Hail to Thee”.....................Student Body Piano Solo ...............................................Alene Dickson Group of Songs ........................................Boys’ Glee Club ......Arthur Davis .....Learah Cooper ......Esther Devin Johnie Lee Parsons Eleanor Cotton ...Miss Hawkinson follows: BJaHhimtfmt’fl Uirthfiatj On February 22. in honor of George Washington’s birthday, members of the Faculty and Student Body were duly rewarded for their effort to arrive at school at the early hour of eight, by the following program which was in- structive as well as entertaining: “Under the American Banner”...................................Orchestra Reading from “Washington’s Farewell Address”...............Miss Bitner “College Medley” ..........................................Violin Solo Encore .................................. “Fifth Hungarian Dance” Arthur Davis, accompanied by Ruth Terry “Gypsy Trail” .............................................Vocal Solo Miss Hawkinson. accompanied by Ruth Terry Book Review on “Biography of Washington”...................Ruth Terry “Duna” ....................................................Vocal Solo Encore ............................................. “At Dawning” Mr. Liff, accompanied by Miss Hawkinson “Prescott High School, Hail to Thee”.......................School Song “Star Spangled Banner”....................Orchestra and Student Body THE JUNIOR CLASS OF ’24 PRESENTS Jit Ifatt� to Aitarrtiar” UNDER THE DIRECTION OF MISS LILLIAN SAVAGE Mary Grayson, Secretary Esther Devin Johnson, Butler at the Martins' . George Theobald Countesse de Beaurien Dora Rosenblatt Rodney Martin, son of Cyrus Martin Cyrus Martin, Soap King Ambrose Peale. Advertising Man Norman Fain Marie, maid at the Martins’ Alene Dickson William Smith, friend of the Martins’ Charles MeChesney, Advertising Man Edwin Weil Miss Burke, clerk at 13 Soap Company Johnie Lee Parsons Ellerv Clark, model son of John Clark Charles Bronson, representing Marshall Field Co LeKoy Smith Act I—Library of Cyrus Martin’s home in New York City. Seven p. m., early in September. Act II—Office of the 13 Soap Company, 10 a. m., October. Act III—Same as Act I, 5 p. m., late in October. Business Manager George Thompson Assistant Manager Virginia Johnson Advertising Manager Head Usher Evaline Fales Properties Barbara Jaeger Stage Manager Theodore Martin Class Advisor Music furnished by High School Orchestra, Miss Lily Hawkinson, Director THE GIRLS’ AND BOYS’ GLEE CLUBS PRESENT tEhr Iflaib ant� tljr iDibity” UNDER THE DIRECTION OF MISS ETHEL ROBINSON Valerie Vane Kathryn Hart Mrs. Galev Dora Rosenblatt Alice Helen Watson Phyllis Billv Joe Heap Captain Dasher Dann Sherman Dawson Arthur Davis Tom Bate Evans Ned Yount Fitz Joe Eekert Bounder Slimson Charles Shaw Maids: Middies; Youn g Men; Dancing Girls. Act I—Grounds of the Lakeville Boat Club. Act 11—Interior of the Club House. m ffASSAVAMPERI A ffluuiral Dtaturbancr Admission free; � nd there’s the door. It’s time to start; let’s have a seat.— A noise bursts forth with awful roar; Eaeli fellow is right on the beat. Ah, see those beads of perspiration. Those neeks and faces outward puffing! That's our striving cornet section; Right soon young Sousas they'll be budding. We catch the clarinets shrill chro- matics And now we hear a deep bass note; A slur; the trombone’s loud gym- nastics Are ended when the drum is smote. There! the baritone’s got his cue; With good fresh air his lungs are filled— I’d hold my ears if 1 were you Before this m i g h t y blast is spilled. Say. who’s the fellow with red- dened face. And what’s he got. a stove? Why that’s our double B-flat bass He’s hanging on tin valves. Tren- gove. The big man up in front, who’s he? Funny you didn’t sec him before; Our director he. who with energy Works his “slide” from chin to floor. With a crash and boom subsides the din— We all have seen the double bar— Perhaps our music produced but a grin, Still ’tis the best in this school by far. —Marvin Howard '2:1. A .Ihtttuir JFairtt aalr Once upon a time there were two little boys, OLIVER and HOWARD, who were always busy from COX-crow to evening, hut a finer little LADD than either, could not have been found in all VIRGINIA. One day they said, “Mother, may we go fishing for a WEIL? We have some lovely BATE and we would like to go down by the WILLOW for a time, where we heard a MARTIN singing.” “Very well, but will you catch any fish. OLIVER?” To which IIEE said in a FRANK manner, “1 may not, but HOWARD never FADES. He is a great little SKEMAR at luring the fish.” “WEI LAND sakes!” said their mother, in despair. “No use arguing with you. Hut tell the SMITH to hurry up with your father's work.” The two little boys did as they were told, but when they began to fish, poor little OLIVER, having secured an immense bite, was pulled into the icy water. IIEE screamed, but IIEE was pulled relentlessly down, to battle desperately with the fish, until HOWARD seized his hand and pulled him ashore. “Let ns go home,” he gasped, “and TERRY no longer. GLAD YS my heart at being saved just in the nick of time! You are a fine pal.” “Aw. let’s go!” said HOWARD, bashfully. “I FAIN would have you cut out the Damon and Pythias stuff.” When they arrived home, their mother, so glad to sec them that she for- got they had caught no fish, hugged them, saying, “You are so good that I think you will be PARSONS when you grow up.” They soon went to bed and lived happily ever after—(as far as I know). —Ruth Terrv ’24. xP “ To one who has been long in city pent ‘ 7’ is very sweet to look into the fair Anil open face of heaven,—to breathe a prayer f ull in the smile of the blue frmoment fHE ffASSAVAMPERI EDITOR’S NOTE.— The following letters, written by one of our senior girls to a former student of P. H. S„ were kindly sent to the Hassayamper staff by the latter in the hope that they might serve as an aid in compiling an accurate record of the social activities of the school year. It was found that the letters in themselves made not only a reliable but an interesting rec- ord, and so we have taken the liberty of printing them below as our society section. June 10, 1922. Dear Beth, You couldn’t guess in a thousand years where I’m writing this letter. Well, you see, I’m rather tired after being out so late last night, and I’m Just bursting with news, and I couldn’t wait to dress, so here I am in bed with pen and paper trying to decide what I will tell you first. Let’s see---our Junior Banquet given for the Seniors last week, seems to eclipse all else. It was at the Owl and we had the loveliest menu, and everything tasted just “supermeligorgeous.” There was a table in the center of the room, and at one end we had a little lake and at the other—sure ’nuf, a pot of pennies instead of gold. These were given as favors. Miss Dillingham gave the Junior prophecy, and Hadley Hicks gave the Seniors’. Oh, what a time we did have! After the dinner we danced and danced and danced, but we all missed you. Shucks—Mother discovered what I was doing and pulled me out of bed—will finish later. In the porch swing. I’m all by myself so maybe I can finish this. As I said before—Ahem—I was tired from being out late last nights—and I’ll bet you’re just dying of curiosity to know where I went. If you knew how we Juniors worked decorating that gym for the Prom, but we had lots of fun doing it. The Prom—yes, that’s where I was—started out with a bang when Beaty’s Orchestra struck up a march, and we began to parade around the room. The gym was deco- rated to resemble a Jap-pergola inside, and a garden outdoors. The lights were cov- ered with Japanese lanterns and as usual the punch table had a throng about it. We had to stop at 11:00, and you know how it is when you have to go home when you’re having such a wonderful time. Here comes some of the bunch to talk over last night’s frolic, so as they say in the magazine, “Continued in next number. Lovingly, Ruth. September 25, 1922. Dearest old Pal, Your letter came a couple of days ago and when the mail man handed it to me I fairly snatched it from his hands. Guess he thought it was a love letter. Pm so glad you have made so many friends and have gone to so many parties. If you think you’ve been busy just read this—The Juniors and Seniors gave a dance for the Alumni Sept. 7 at the Owl. This was rather a farewell because so many were going away to college. Perhaps Annes has written you about the delightful surprise party we Seniors gave her Sept. 14. She was over at Mary’s, and when her sister telephoned for her about 8 o’clock, she rushed home top-speed, thinking something dreadful had hap- pened. When she came in and we shouted “Happy Birthday,” she sank down as limp and mournful looking as an oyster. The next night, the 15th, the Seniors gave their party for the Freshmen. As usual we had a Freshie prize dance. Lorena Tucker and William Vaughan won the prizes, pacifiers. How I wish you could have been here for our party—that is the one Helen Bangs, Gladys Weiland, and I gave for Edna and Gudfrid before they left. Mother is calling, so ta-ta until next time— Ruth. Friday Morning, 4th Period Study. My dear Beth, This is one of those lovely mornings when it's so hard to study. For my part I - PK have shoved all books aside and I’m going to tell you what I’ve been doing, for---- Iviy Gracious! it’s over a month. We beat Clarkdale in foot-ball as usual and then—Oh, joy! the Juniors gave a dance. You remember the good times we used to have whenever Clarkdale stayed for a dance at the high school, don’t you ? The next day, Sunday, all t,.e boys that have won a letter were given quite a treat. I guess I had better explain. These boys have formed a Lettermen’s Club. Harry is president and he gave a dinner tor them Octo- ber 8. From all reports, it made quite a Red Letter Day on their calendars. That’s what I mean by the treat—Gosh, I’ll have to linish later. The live-minute bell has rung and I haven’t looked at my Spanis.i—Ayudeme Dios. After school before basket-ball practice: I think I shall have to bob my hair. Why? Oh, so I can belong to the K. K. K.’s. They initiated all the new members and introduced a new way to serve refreshments. What do I mean? This, my dear, they served them Cafeteria style. I learned how to play “Old Maid,” “Pig,” and “Animal” on Oct. 14th. Alene, Dor- othy, and Evaline gave a card party. At the Old Maids’ table (Sh------that’s where I sat) they had a celluloid parrot perched on the side of each dish of ice cream. At the Animal table there were celluloid animals, and the “Pigs” ate the ice cream out of pig troughs. Wa all had just oodles of fun. From the way the Juniors alked they must have had an equally good time at the surprise party they gave Dora Rosenblatt, Oct. 20. Some of the Freshies went to a party that Evelyn Cornick gave Oct. 30. It was a masquerade and they danced a while and then listened to the radio— There goes the Coach’s whistle—I’ll have to make a sudden ending. Please don’t wait so awlully long to answer— Rufus— November 20, 1922. Most esteemed Elizabeth: Your aberration, or paroxysm, or whatever you choose to call it, is just received. Need a dictionary? I wager that you give that car of yours a run for its money since you have learned to drive. Dances have been coming thick and fast. The Freshies gave their first dance November 4th. It was supposed to be a Hallowe’en party and of course it was a masquerade. Miss Post was the witch and told the fortunes. They honored the foot- ball boys by having Jack-O-Lanterns to represent them. Can you feature it? And Bob Martin, Howard Cornick, and Doris Robertson won the prizes for the best cos tumes. On Armistice Day I went to a foot-ball game. Who won? We did. It couldn’t be other wise. There was a party afterwards, but not many of the heroes of the day danced, because they were so bunged up. I had more than a good time November 18th. It was my birthday and I cele- brated royally. I went to a foot-ball game in the afternoon and to a dance in the evening. It was in honor of Winslow, and was given by the Sophomores. Everybody was soon tangled up in a perfect cyclone of serpentine. They had a novelty; Frank Short drew comic characters with the help of “Rusty” and Mr. Liff. Thus ended a perfect day. I must go down to the library before five and get a book so I can read to-night. Lovingly, Ruth. II O’clock in the morning. Enjoying vacation and the luxury of the open fire— No school for another week! You were a dear, Beth, to send me that perfectly darling Christmas present. It was lovely and thanks a million times. Oh, but it’s cold and it’s snowing like everything. It’s just the kind of day that I like to read or write long-postponed letters. Long-postponed? I’d say, why I haven’t written since the Alfa Club (A1 alfa Club the boys call it) gave a candy pull way last December. (See, I’m getting used to 1923.) Of course we had boys—The Apollo Club. We played games, danced and then pulled the candy and got it all over our clothes, but what’s the difference? We had lots of fun. A-SSAVAra: Oh, Beth, how we missed you at our Hop, the Friday night before Christmas. All of the U. of A. kids were home and everybody was smiling from ear to ear. We decorated the gym with evergreen boughs, mistletoe, and green and red paper. We had punch, but it didn't last very long. Everybody was so happy and had such a good time that the strains of ‘‘Home, Sweet Home, sounded anything but sweet. 1 gave a watch party New Year's Eve. We played cards and learned how to cheat. LeRoy was the professional. About 11:50 we had Chinese noodles and Ed teased poor Helen so, she couldn't eat hers. Last night the Mile Hi Girls gave their annual New Year's party. We were go- ing to give it at the High School, but “the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglee, and we gave it at the Y. W. C. A. This wras the last o, our vacation parties and the U. of A. bunch departs in a day or two. Some of the crowd just came and want me to go out with them and play in the snow, so With best of love, Ruth. Sunday, February ‘20th. Dear Beth, I’m supposed to be studying but that’s impossible after I’ve spent such a gor- geous day, but that will keep t.ll later, cause, bad as I am, I've never neglected you so long as this before. When Flag, came down for basket-ball, February 19th, (Yes, they beat us, worse luck) we gave a dance for them. The games lasted until quite late so we danced until 11:30 and enjoyed the last 30 minutes most. The Alfa Club had a box supper on Lincoln's birthday. They say that “the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and I surely believe it because all the boys had the most satisfied looks in their laces when they had finished eating. The Episcopalian girls gave a party in February 13th. They weren’t a bit superstitious, were they? Everybody had a wonderful time even though it was an unlucky day. The Letterman’s Club came to life and gave a dance after the game with Jerome, February 17th. It didn't last long because the guests were going back that night, but everybody made the most of his time. Now then, this is what happened today. The Seniors went out by the Dells. We played “Run, Sheep, Run, and our side hid in the culvert! ! ! We got in, too, that's the best part of it. Good Gracious, it's after ten now and I just have to study--Ugh! ! ! Pleasant thought. Ruth. P. S.—Guess w’ho was proclaimed chief of the Indian wrestlers at the picnic? Fatty Harrison. P. S.—Oh, yes, Ed Marshall took the prize for eating. Leave it to Ed. So,, having put the major part of my letter in the postscripts, after the fashion of women, I will waft you a good-night-kiss on the sweet wind blowing past my window. Ruth. 1:30 A. M. Sunday, March 18. The top o' the marnin' to ye, me dear Beth Indade and it’s one foine toime we've been havin’ this night, it is; Yes, we have bin to attind the St. Patrick's dance that was given by the K. K. K’s and as you very well know they are a jolly good bunch and add much to auld Preskit Hi. Firs' of all they had the darlingest programs made up with the dear old Sham- rock on the kiver. Dorothy Fay danced and Mr. Liff sang. We had some delicious green punch, and for favors bouquets made out of gum-drops. Everybody had one grand toime and I'm shure if the auld St. Patrick had been there he’d have been so plased that he would have run all of the snakes out of the United States, too. Now wouldn't that be a foine thing to happen? Will—I must hie me off to bed tor auld Sol will be peepin' in my window ere long. Yours for iver and iver, Ruth. ----------------------------------------________________________________________________ ________________________________________- ______________________________________________ -------------- ■ “Now sunk the sun; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sombre gray; Nature in silence bid the world repose. ” I Jtterature f he assavamper; “3n lhr £prituj—’ (Prize Story) O begin with it was Spring:—not, perhaps, such a Spring as we are accustomed to at home, with hedge upon hedge of small, pink roses, and our beloved fields of English daisies stretching away in every direction,— but Spring, nevertheless. And Spring is Spring, even though it is obliged to squeeze itself through tall buildings and down quaint chimney pots of old Leipsig Then there was a mysterious, intangible something in the air. The breezes were laden with it; the birds adopted it for their songs, and even Peter, in the next room, was playing some light, trolicsome tune on his violin, when the music on the page before him was that of a Wieniawski concerto I, too, was inoculated with Spring, as my canvas witnessed, for a care-free group of inordinately long-legged nymphs danced gaily against a conventional Spring background. But I could not work, for a most impudent little zephyr kept daring me to come out and play. “Peter,” I called, “I am going out for a walk!” “Then I am, too,” he replied “What’s the use of working, when there’s such a glorious Spring?” Together we sallied forth, arm in arm, like two truants, from school and, after we ha dtramped about for close ont o an hour, we stopped at a small coffee-house. (Would we had never done it, but Fate guided our foot-steps that day!) When we had been seated for some time, and the place had begun to fill up, an orchestra took its p'ace, and begun to play a lovely prelude—something “To Spring.” As they played, a young girl, slim and beautiful, appeared and began to sing, quite a simple little song, just a mere golden thread of theme at first, ex- quisitely traced, with a subdued accompaniment, and then, flinging back her golden head, the little singer took that little tune and embroidered it w'lth all the wonderful arts of vocalizing imaginable, and soared up—up—up, as high as the swallows them- selves, and then left that wonderful little melody up there in the clouds for abou: a minute.—the one rich, beautiful tone that died away into the silence whence it would never return, and it wras over. Over—or begun. Peter and 1 sat there, simply entranced; too stunned to applaud. Again and again she sang,—and yet, again. People went wild. “Never, never, in the history of Prussia, such a voice! I swear it upon my sacred honor!” There were dreams in Peter’s eyes, and young love, first love, sweet and tender, was being born within his heart. And, as for me—? I had thought myself too old for such follies, but this beautiful girl—this wonderful voice— At the door of the Coffee-House we stopped to make a demand. At Peter’s request the beaurtiful maiden appeared before us. She was, indeed, as beautiful as eye could desire. And in that little frock of a Dresden Shepherdess, she was the incarnation of Spring-time. Peter e ed her in reverence, and I, too, in worshipful awe. She eyed us some, what askant, but presently her lips parted—those lips from which had issued such golden notes! We listened reverently. “Aw, whatcha want!” was what the fair creature said, and a falling bomb could not have shattered more sweet dreams, and blasted more tender fancies. I guided Peter home, for he was too weak to find his own way. Only once has this unfortunate romance been referred to since. After supper, when he was playing a little heartbroken “Lament,” Peter spoke. “Dick,” he said, “did you notice—She was chewing gum!” So closes the incident. —Ruth Terry, Junior, ’24. A Utetapljor (Prize Poem) A ship sailed out of a port one day With the skies all bright and clear: The gliding waves slipped ’neath her prow— There was naught for her to fear. “Ila! Ha! this voyage is only joy,” The vessel seemed to say; And skimming the waves with an easy grace She sped fast on her way. But lo, the breeze against her turned And the progress made was slow— Higher and fiercer dashed the waves And louder the breeze did blow. The ship it trembled in her course, A whirlpool sucked aloft. “I’ve stood enough! 1 must give up!” Thus though the little craft. But she was made of stronger stuff— Not one inch gave nor broke. From bow to stern, her every beam Was sturdy hardened oak. She slowly righted—shivered through, And then spun round and round, But slowly, surely, gained her poise And sturdily held her ground. The wind died down, the sun shone bright, And rippling wavelets played Around her bow; and the little ship Onward her journey made. Thus does the journey of life go on: In the joyful childhood days With an outlook bright and cloudless view The happy youngster plays; But, see! there comes a hovering cloud, And life seems stark and bare. There is no hope—ther is no joy. Nohting but gloom shows there. But through the whirl of deep despair The tortured human toll, Though tempted oft to give up hope, Sights far away his goal. And struggling, fighting through the strife At last his toil is ended, And there he triumphs in the sphere To which he has ascended. —Catherine Meeker, Senior, ’2d. aijc drmpU uf tin’ (£l|u'f« WO weary, dust-covered men, a burro, and a big wolf-like dog wound their way along a rocky hillside. The afternoon sun was just dipping behind a range of the Black Hills casting long, dark shadows on the rocky ground, while here and there a tall peak was crowned by the last rays of the setting sun. The country was wild, rugged, and covered wfith stunted sage brush while here and there a giant Cactus lifted its arms as though in silent prayer. The whole was covered with a rosy light which was reflected from the sandstone formations. The red ran into different soft hues as the light faded and ended in a deep purple which melted into darkness. The chill air was cut by the lonesome howl of a coyote, confirming that night was coming on. The two men had halted in a sandy wash, where a spring seeped out of the sand only to sink down again a few yards further on. A fire lit up a small circle of light in which was scattered a box of grub, a few cooking utensils, and a bed roll against which leaned two Winchesters. A young man was bending over the fire frying bacon. He was of medium size, dressed in blue overalls, boots, and jumper. A few strands of red hair which por- tiuded from under his felt hat gave him an Irish look, which was quite natural, because Timothy McCarthy was an Irishman, a blue-eyed, frecklefaced, quick tem- pered Irishman. He glanced up from the frying pan as his companion entered the circle of light, followed by their dog, Wolf. He was dressed the same as his com- panion and was about the same age, but much larger, with brown hair and eyes, and a pug nose that gave his strong face a happy, good natured look. Bob Hale was opposite in every way to his companion. Yet there was a bond of unbreakable friendship between them. When still a small boy, Bob’s father had brought him and his mother to Arizona where his father was to study the religious beliefs of the Indians. He made several trips into the mountains and on one trip was almost killed by the Indians. On this trip he had found a temple of the Indians where they buried their chiefs, kept their gold, and made sacrifices to their gods. I)r. Hale made another trip to learn more of this mysterious temple—and never returned. It was thought by many that he had become lost and died, but Bob had always believed the Indians responsible for his father’s disappearance. All that Dr. Hale left to his son and widow was a small house, a few hundred dollars and a map showing the approximate location of the Indian temple he had previously found. Bob’s mother had taken and raised Timothy McCarthy, a small orphan whom she was sorry for. The two boys had worked their wray through school and were now out on a hard-earned pleasure trip to look for the ancient Temple of the Chiefs. “Well, tomorrow we ought to find something,” said Bob, as he sat down on the bed. “According to the map we drop off into the Red Rock country. We then go due east until we strike a deep canyon cut in the solid rock. We follow this canyon to its head and there the map quits.” The next morning the boys were on their way at daybreak. Two hours later, as they crossed a ridge, both held their breath at what lay before them—an oblong basin hundreds of feet in depth. The whole basin was a sandstone formation of blood red color which made a sharp contrast with the blue mountains which walled it in. “There!” exclaimed Bob, “talk about your natural wonders. Say wouldn’t that make a Geology Professor sputter?” “Yeah, but take a look at that canyon running through it,” said Tim. “This answers to that map exactly. Now the only entrance is at the southern end where the canyon comes out. Come on, let’s go before it changes into thin air.” After making a detour of several miles, they arrived at the southern end of the valley where the canyon came out, a deep, narrow crack with high towering walls on each side. The bottom was cast into semi-darkness as the sunlight only reached it for a short time at mid-day. “It would make a goat weak in the knees to come down that hill-side,” said Bob, as they reached the level bed of the canyon. “Now we’ll make time.” “Stop! wait a minute; Whoa!” said Tim, in a tense whisper after they had gone up the canyon but short distance. “Look! get your gun quick, see that thing up there in the cave?” Sure enough a little in advance and high above the boys was a small cave in the mouth of which stood a huge beast darkly outlined in the dim light It was turned toward the boys as if ready to spring, with its shaggy mane on end, much like a huge hyena. Otherwise he seemed unaware of the two invaders as he neither moved nor made a sound. “Now,” said Bob, “when I count three, let's both shoot. One, two three.” A roar, that sounded to the boys like a broadside from a modern battleship, came from the two Winchesters and was echoed and re-echoed from the walls of the canyon. The great beast n°'rer flinched but stared at them as before. Again the two shots came, and still the beast watched them with its impassive stare as though mocking the men and their powerful rifles. “Wait a minute,” exclaimed Tim. “There's something fishy here. That thing's right foot is missing and we knocked part of his mane off with those last shots. Anyway he's just as much alive as he was, and if he was alive, he would be licking his chops over our bones right now. He’s made out of rock.” A closer examination proved this to be true. The image had been carved out of the living rock by some early race to guard the pass to the valley. Further up, the canyon was lined with images of devils, birds, animals and men that would do credit to the wildest imagination The sides of the canyon were honeycombed with little pockets in which these figures were placed and had been for centuries. The smooth walls were covered in many places with hieroglyphics which chronicled events that had happened centuries before. The boys camped about five miles up the canyon w’hen darkness overtook them. The next morning they soon came to a clear stream of water which followed along the bed of the canyon. They had traveled about ten miles w'hen the canyon, which had become quite small, opened up into a round hole several hundred feet in diameter. The walls were smooth and perpendicular and about two hundred feet high. The bottom of the pit was filled with clear artesian water of great depth, making it a light green color. A path cut in the rock wall led around to the right of the pool for about fifty yards. The boys left their burro and followed this trail that ended under a big tree of surprising size that grew from a small crevice. Screened by the tree was the mouth of a cave, several feet above the water. The two adventurers entered the cave, which was quite dark at first. After feeling their way down a long narrow pas- sage, they found themselves in a big vault which was filled with a dim light that filtered in from some unseen crevice. The walls were lined with rudely-cut door- ways, which, upon examination, opened into small artificial chambers of uniform size. In each chamber wras the skeleton of an ancient king, surrounded by baskets of grain that was slowly mingling with the dust because of its great age. The air was heavy and carried an odor of must as most old caves do. The weapons of each chieftain lay by the side of his powdering bones, and in earthen jars, set apart from the baskets, the boys found gold and silver ornaments without number, shells and semi-precious stones as turquoise and topaz. The contents of the different rooms, excepting one, were practically the same, the only difference being that the corn and baskets in some of the rooms were older and therefore more decayed than in others. Yet the most preserved showed the age of centuries as disintegra- tion comes slowly in so dry an atmosphere. One of the chambers was larger than the others, with a wooden idol in one end. The image stood over fifteen feet high and was painted in gaudy colors and almost covered with gold ornaments. At the feet of the idol was a stone altar of black flint over which a platform had been erected so that a human offering could be tied in place. Along one side of the room w ere arranged bows, arrows, clubs and spears. At one end of this array of weapons lay a large forty-five six shooter. Tim was attracted by a short cry from Bob who was staring at the handle of the gun. Upon looking at it, he also gave an exclamation. Carved deep in the black w ood of the handle was the following: Robert Joseph Hale—Harvard 1855. The boys remained silent for a few minutes before they went outside. At the mouth of the cave their meditation upon what they had found was interrupted, by Wolf, who was growling at something on the other side of the tree that overhung the cave. The dog grew more and more furious until the boys got their guns and cautiously advanced to the tree. When they obtained a view of what was behind it, they almost dropped their guns in amazement, only to bring them to their shoulders. Squatting behind the bush was an old Indian of pigmy size with white hair that reached to his waist. His skin was like dry parchment, withered and wrinkled. He was evidently more scared than anything else. He arose with a nimbleness surprising tor his apparent age and alter many signs got the boys to follow' him, when he understood they were not going to kill him. He led them back over the trail, by which they had entered, to the outlet of the basin and then to the left over a well beaten path that led to a cave in front of which a fire was burning. Their guide halted at the mouth of this cave and with a scrawny arm pointed inside. Tied in such a way that he had use of only his hands w as a white man pounding corn. His hair and beard were long and white, but he seemed to be quite strong. He looked up on hearing the boys, then stared as though he could not believe what he saw. t first Bob thought the old man’s face familiar, and then he recognized his father. The old man’s joy was great at seeing men of his own race, and it knew no bounds when he learned that his own son stood before him. It was a happy meeting between father and son. The old man’s bonds were soon cut and the father told of how' he had become a prisoner years before. He had discovered the cave in which the boys had just been, and knowing it to be an Indian temple, he had tried to gain entrance to learn more of the religious beliefs of the Indians. It was guarded by a few old men and squaws, the remnants of a once powerful race. They had fallen upon him suddenly and made him a pris- oner. Having never seen a white man before, they were afraid to kill him, so he had been a prisoner for sixteen years. The old Indian whom the boys had found was the only one left of this ancient race of cliff-dwellers; and he, the last of his people, was guarding the tomb of former ancient chiefs. The white men planned to take all the gold they could carry and return to civilization. While the conversation was going on, the old Indian had slipped away unnoticed, with a cunning gleam in his watery eyes. The three men had loaded the burro with gold and were starting toward the narrow pass into the canyon when a loud crash broke the stillness. The Indians ages ago had balanced a huge rock above the narrow pass giving access to their temple, so that one man could overbalance it and block all entrance or exit from the cave. The crafty old cliff dweller had started this rock, hoping to trap the white men. But his plan was doomed to failure as the bottom of the canyon narrowed and the rock wedged between its walls ten feet from the floor, leaving the pass open. With a cry of rage and disappointment the last of the ancient and one time powerful people flung himself from the top of the bluff to go the way of his ancestors. The white men stood spellbound at this sudden happening. The horrible death of the maddened savage and their own narrow escape from death left them unnerved, so taking advantage of the few hours of remaining daylight they wound their way down the dark canyon past the stone beasts and images, on to a new and greater race whose modern civilization was taking the place of the ancient. —Norman Fain, Junior, ’24. 1 Innui anil Upturn ELL, this is how it all came about, I had been taking astronomy from Prolessor McFee for about four months, when one afternoon I asked him the question, which every one interested in Science is bound to ask sometime, “Prolessor, do you think any one of the Planets is inhabited?” He answered me that he held certain theories regarding the planets, but that they were so radical he dared not advance them without proof. After class he told me that he proposed to prove one o his theories that evening and if I were interested, to come up at eight o’clock. Indeed I was interested, and that evening, just as the big town clock struck eight, I stood at Professor McFee’s door, hatless and breathless. The Professoi himself greeted me and led me through a long hall, up a flight of stairs, and into his research Laboratory. Transformers filled one end of the room and two heavy cables led into them from the high power line which ran to the wireless room. The tremendous voltage running through the two heavily insulated cables, which led to some intricate instruments in the center of the room, simply staggered me. Why, here was enough power to wipe out New York City’s population, every man, womar and child. The Professor went to work on the instruments, explaining the theories and principles on which they were built. I began to understand something of what he meant, although 1 did not understand all the principles involved. But this was about the gist of the matter. He had obtained an enormous voltage by using a special transformer, minted by himself. This he applied to a sort of vacuum tube arrangement in which he reduced the body to its elements and these in turr to radio waves which he sent out to any desired place, no matter what distance Quite simple. Very well, but I would have to see it work first. The Professor smiled at me in a way which seemed half pitiful, half contemptuous; but he went to the othei end of the room and taking a white rabbit from its cage, placed it in the tube. He set the dials and switched on the current. The rabbit disappeared from the tube and reappeared on th' table. At that I gave in and asked him what his plan was. He then unfolded this: We were to set the dials and place ourselves in the tube, turn on the current and “off to Venus!” He tinkered with the instruments awhile and then, all in readiness, we entered the tube and closed the small opening by which we had entered. The Professor turned and said, “Good-bye,” then closed the switch. 1 began to feel light and airy� , then all was black until I found myself sitting under a tree in a forest, the Pro- fessor beside me. The Professor was in his seventh heaven of delight, Wonderful!” he exclaimed. “This proves my theory that Venus is capable of supporting life, but being near the sun, development has been retarded about fourteen million years, compared with the earth. Therefore it should be in the latter Mesozoic Age, just at the beginning of the Camozoic Age, or the dawn of Mammals. We shall give the science of the earth, a complete description of the flora and fauna of Venus.” Suddenly a terrific din was heard behind us, the volume of which exceeded any- thing I had ever heard. We arose and hurried toward the spot from which this noise came. We soon found ourselves on the edge of a forest looking down into a natural amphitheater in the center of which two queer, gigantic creatures were fighting. They both stood on their hind legs balancing themselves Kangaroo-like with their tails. One was about eighty-four feet high, but about half of this bulk was neck. It was utterly unfit for fighting and apparently was a herbivorous reptile. Its opponent was of a carnivorous species; it was far more active and measured but forty feet from snout to tail. Just then Professor McFee turned to me and whispered eagerly, “A Diplodocus Carnegus, a Tyrannosaurus—we have the opportunity of witnessing a primeval battle, the like of which was to be seen in that dim far Mesozoic Age on earth” Was it exciting? Say, the Carpentier-Dempsey bout had nothing on this and I had a ringside seat. The Professor explained further, “The large one is a close repre- sentative of the Diplodocus Carnegus of our latter Mesozoic period, a reptile which browsed on the tops of trees and fern-like plants. The Tyrannosaurus is—” but he got no further with his explanation, for a roar sounded behind us which shook the very earth on which we were standing. I looked around and saw a huge mountain of flesh coming toward us, w'ith the speed of an express train. The Professor had been wiser than I, and was a good ten yards down the trail when I turned and plunged after him. As I raced, my mind was also busy, “How could I escape? Why had I ever left the earth? Would anyone ever know about my wonderful trip?” When suddenly 1 fell face-foremost, tripping over a root in the path. I knew the huge reptile was just behind me and in another second—but then I awoke, with a start.. Cold clammy beads of perspiration stood out on my forehead, and I shook with fear. Never again would I read the “Scientific American,” or WelPs “Outline of History,” and top the whole thing off with a “spread,” just before going to bed, because if that Tyrannosaurus had ever caught up with me! ! ! GOOD NIGHT. —Lawrence Metcalf, Sophomore, 25. j tfly Hauntcfo library T is just twilight of a beautiful, but chilly autumn day, and I am sit- ting in my library by a small, cozy fire. The little flames that flicker from it assist in lighting up the room in which I sit. It is a long, low room completely lined, save for a window or two and the door, with book shelves loaded down with my books. They are books of old and new days. They are filled with characters that live for me at twi- light, and that is why I love this enchanting hour. Ah, surely you have read books whose characters seem to vibrate with life! Thus, in the shadows before me my characters come to stroll in the twilight. Ladies in flowing silks and satins walk with men dressed in dazzling robes of royal hues. Kings and queens step from the shelves and stroll among their knights and ladies. A shift of scene and snow is falling. A beggar maid awaits the coming of the king. The snow has ceased to fall, and in its place a mist appears. A ship comes through the fog and I look upon the landing of the Pilgrims. I watch a nation slowly progress. I view the scenes of conflict and unrest, of peace and happiness: I watch the terrible frontier wars and close my eyes upon the horrors they disclose. Now I see the modern characters. The east and wrest mingle together on the shadowy stage of “twilight.” Roundup scenes and fancy balls flash on and off this stage. Miners walk with clubmen, lovers stroll in scented gardens, and I seem to breathe the perfumed air. What? Snow again and I am in the beautiful north- land. These are scenes that really haunt me. I love the north; and all the characters, who step from the books of this still, white country, are my best friends. Alas, again I look upon a war, more horrible, more gruesome, than any that has gone before. A sudden flame darts from the log within my fireplace, and sinks into the red embers of my dying fire, just as the sun sets beyond the distant mountains. Dusk! And I am alone in my library. Where are my friends? Have they gone back to the books, are they still around me, invisible in the dark? I shall see them again one day at twilight, so now' I let them go. 'fas —Esther Devin, Junior, 23. (tuntfiany Iflamtrra VERYTIME, at least since I can remember, when expecting company tor dinner, mother crams the whole family full of manners for ten meals previous to our visito arrival. It seems to go all right when the table is surrounded by nobody but the family, so very little atten- tion is given to the warnings and scoldings of mother. Dad never says a word about manners and he gets along all right; why does mother object to the way we eat? The day arrives and about an hour before dinner the long planned-for company arrives. The first thing you do is to lean up against a flower pot and knock it off on the floor. You clean it up. Mother wants to clean it up, but you do as I did and clean it up yourself. Mother, of course, takes you out to the kitchen and calls you down, but you pay little attention to this and walk back into the parlor as wise as ever and as tall as usual. The spell is on. Brother throws a ball through the window, sister wants to sit on someone’s lap, and you would like to be outdoors; but mother said you must stay and entertain the guests. The feeling would never have entered your bones on any other occasion, neither would such accidents have taken place were the family enjoying its own solitary company. The old words that you have been listening for all day issue forth, “Dinner’ . The kitchen is emptied and the table is surrounded by the company and the family, but the black cat has crossed the trail. Sister spills her milk, brother drops his fork, and you accidentally kick your company’s foot under the table. You reach for things and are so afraid of dropping them that your hands are in a tremble. “Why are my hands so unsteady?” is the question you ask yourself. So far as you can see no one else is making mistakes and blunders. You try to hold your fork as your visitor is doing and you feel it gradually slipping away so you take a solid hold on it only to get a strained look from mother. When suddenly there comes to you, bits of sayings which mother calls “Manners.” They seem to echo one by one back into your mind like echoes of a bell. You try the things that mother told you, and you get along fine. Mother knows, never fear, don’t disregard her sayings; they will help you sometime. —Herschel McMullen, Junior, ’24. A rttuir'H Uiainti When we are gone, we know—we know The birds will sing; the winds will blow; The stars will shine; the moon will rise; The sun will drift right through the skies; The flowers will bloom; the bells will ring; Oceans will laugh; and everything Go on forever—timeless—glad We know—we know and are not sad. But will you too, on that strange day When we must follow far away, Will you langh, and dance, and sing, And do a million other things Which once we did, and live as though We had not been? We know—we know. — Pearl Johnson, Senior, ’23. fTASSAYAMPK ahr Hin� from Ihr Sop uf tljr HUl HE view from the top of the hill was a sufficient reward for the climb. Away in front of me stretched the plain until it seemed to merge with the distant blue. It was covered with grasses, knee-high and fragrant, that waved and rippled when a straying breeze passed lightly over them. The sky was blue and clear, and away in the distance the heat waves danced as if in joy. It was all very peaceful and serene below me. Behind me were the mountains, vast, limitless, as they stretched away toward the neverending blue. They, too, were calm and serene in their mighty dignity, as if each were surveying his vast domain. The mountains further north seemed more rugged, more cold, more distant with their gigantic outcropping of rock and their mantle of everlasting snows. The same breezes caressed them, but the sky seemed there just a trifle bluer and the wind a little crisper than down on the sunny peace- ful plain. —Helen Yeomans, Sophomore, ’25. A (Euuibug Far up the mountain trail I saw a cowboy riding homeward and was not sur- prised to s' � the look of content on his face, so tanned by summer suns and winter winds. His life was the life of the trails that are far apart and sometimes very dim. His hair was ruffled by the wind, and standing on end like an ill natured porcupine. Blue eyes, that never failed to note the track of any creature that had crossed the trail, and that smiled while the mouth remained still and firm, were his. As he rode out from the shadow of the mountain, one glimpsed the familiar blue jumper unbuttoned so that the khaki shirt showed through. Around his waist was buckled a pair of russet leather chaps of the “tejano” style, which proclaimed to even the casual observer that he hailed from the Panhandle of Texas. The jaunty grace with which he rode, the genial smile on his face showed him to be just what he was, a carefree cowboy at peace with himself and the world. —Virginia Rosenberger, Freshman, ’26. abr iliahp I heard a yell. Looking up I beheld the baby just about to execute a nose-dive (a very small nose) off the bed. The yell was not of fright but more of a command for assistance. I could tell this by his round, blue, imperative eyes and also by the tone that issued forth from his wide-open mouth. He surely needed the aid, for there was hardly any hair on his queerly shaped head to stop the fall. He was not in a comfortable position, lying on his outrageously protruding tummy”. But by this time his calls had become so loud that I rescued him from his prolonged flight toward earth. This was easily done by grasping him by the slack (a very small slack) of his tight fitting koveralls and setting him on his small feet again. He then began busily to play as if nothing had happened in the world. —Arthur Le Page, Freshman, ’26. Well, They Rode Horses. Frank Hee in English, trying to pronounce “cavalry” in a book report on “The Spy.” Miss Bitner: “No, Frank. Cav-al-ry.” Frank H.: “Calvary.” Miss Bitner: “No. it’s cav al ry.” Frank H. disappointed: “Aw, cowboys, then.” Quite Probable Ardis L. giving report, “They brought six corpses out of the mine and they were all dead.” Logical Enough In a quiz. Miss Post asked for an identification of “Tom Jones” and Hadley H. wrote: “The son of Mr. and Mrs. Jones.” Seeing Things Miss Bitner: “I have never seen a toe look like an elbow.” (Neither have we) I had a little pencil All silvery and nice, I lent it to a flapper To write an exercise. She cut it. She broke it, She made it go for miles. 1 would not lend my pencil now. For any flapper's smiles. S—nappy we are as we can be and full of life and pep. E—fficiency we're noted for; we have a faultless rep. N—oteworthy for our valiant deeds and records made at High. I —ndividuality. we boost it to the sky. O—riginal we always are; new things we always do. R—esponsible we have been found and to our trusts e'er true. S—atisfied! We’ll tell the world! ! And we'll ask the world, “Aren't you.’ To the Juniors’ Bugbear. Physics: “Why Should 1 Cry Over You?” I'm just a “Dancing Fool” but “I Love You” and as sure as “Fete” “Love Will Find a Way. “In Sweet September” we started “Stumbling” “All Over Nothing at All”. It’s none of my “Bees Knees” but “I Wish 1 Knew” how I ever got through the semester. Habit! Miss Douglass, who starts every dictation with “Dear Sir”, on Lincoln’s birth- day began: “Dear Sir:—Four score and seven years ago our—” —and the class laughed. Hi! diddle, diddle! Lorena and her fiddle! The orchestra hurdled the moon; Miss Hawi inson laughed To see such a sight But groaned at the terrible tune. Translate, translate, my little man, Stumble and stutter as fast as you can. Translate, translate and mark it with B, Then put in the grade book for little Hu sty. There was a boy named Billy Bork, And he was very fond of pork. His grades were A’s He couldn’t raise And so he fell upon his fork. Sherman, Sherman, the banker’s son He collects dues trom everyone, To show the school, when there’s a chance, The Sophs can give a spiffy dance. Mary, Mary, quite contrary, Why do your grades not grow? In red they are graced Seems you’d be disgraced, Perhaps you don’t tell all you know. Poor Helen Watson has lost her bows And can’t tell where to find them. Leave them alone, and they’ll come home Dragging their braids behind them. Where Ignorance is Bliss Miss Nelson: “That picture we saw of “Monte Carlo” was good wasn’t it?” Gerry B. “Yeah, gee! Wouldn’t it make some book?” It Sometimes Pays Mable Budd: “You’re too slow to catch cold.” Ed King: “That’s why I never have any.” P. H. S. has a cheerster named Fay Who would get out of patience and say, “Now yell with some pep! Doncha get out of step! Help our boys on the field win the day!” !Some Nature Students We! A student in English III commenting on Bryant’s “To a Fringed Gentian” re- marks: “A poem which tells of the habits of this strange bird...” (We wonder where the fringe was.) Perfectly Reasonable Mr. Thompson (in Commercial Geography): “Tell me how pig iron got its name.” Ruby Yates: “Because it is put in troughs to cool.” READING FROM LEFT TO RIGHT: OUR QUARTERBACK OUR EDITOR-IN-CHIEF OUR GLEE CLUB ACCOMPANIST BADGERETTE SUB-CENTER MONKEY BUSINESS OUR VACUUM CLEANER BADGER CENTER ATHLETIC MANAGER A JUNIOR STAR THREE HIGH MINDS OUR YELL LEADER OUR FOOTBALL CAPTAIN A Miracle or What? Mr, Liff in Geometry: “Therefore this circle is the required triangle because it fulfills the given conditions.” (One never can tell what can be done in this modern day and age). The Juniors once gave a play, And in it Miss Esther held sway. She got Tom in a fix And all in a mix, But she had it all her own way. There was a young Countess, “Beaureen” Who in this same class play was seen She had eyes that could vamp Men, from broker to tramp, This Dora alias, “Beaureen”. All the Difference in the World! Mr. Erickson: “Some of us are improving. Do you write the translation between the lines?” Helen Watson: “Oh! No! I just write what the words mean.” A Scientific Contribution Mr. Liff: “To what family are the ducks related?” Marvin H.: “To the spider family.” Mr. Liff: “To the spider family! What makes you think that?” Marvin: “Why, because they have web feet.” Submitted by a Freshman F—averible R—air E—xemplary (Where ’dja get this?) S—kolerly H—idius I—nterlectuel E—nerjetic S—ensabel (This young contributor evidently believes in originality; why copy any old bird like Webster?) An Impossibility Miss Hawkinson in History to Kenneth M. who had finished a long test in half a period: “I couldn’t write a test like that in half a period.” Kenneth: “Neither can I.” Down Right Devilish! Miss Coleman: “It seems to me the orchestra makes a great lot of noise when they play “Under the American Banner.” Miss Hawkinson: “Well, it is marked ‘forte’.” Miss Coleman: “Then make it thirty-five.” Downright Devilish! After a lesson on diacritical marks, Miss Savage, correcting a Public Speaking quiz discovered: “The diabolical marks of the following words are: ex qui site, pro ba ble, in com pax � ble. . .” (Them’s our sentiments too). Some Family! Eleanor Cotton in Social Problems: “In Indiana there is one family—” (And they say our population is increasing). ffASWAMPffi Somewhat Dampened Harry S: “Ruth, you alone reign in my heart! With you by my side I could weather any storm. You are the sunshine of my—” Ruth L.: “What is this, a proposal or a weather report?” J—ubilant U—nusual N—otorious I—nquisitive O—bedient R—ushing S—eniors-to-be. Revenge is Sweet Freshman, crying to Senior, who has been teasing him, “Goody, goody, your old shirt-tail’s stickin’ out an’ I ain’t goin’ to tell you about it. S is for Soph’mores and bright ones are we. O lor the Optimists we try to be. P for Perfection toward which we all strive. H is for Honor in our class so 'live. 0 .......? Opportunity! which we can claim. M’s for the Motto of our truest aim. O .......? Opposition, which dauntless we meet. R is for Ready, for we’re hard to beat. E’s for Efficient, for this we stand, too. S is for our School to which we are true. Frances had a compact All silver, trimmed with blue, And everywhere that Frances went, The compact went there too. Joe and Bob went up the hill To fetch a card of A’s, Oh. Their names got on the Honor Roll And so they say it pays, Oh. Really!! Miss Coleman: “Ruth Terry will read an aubiography which she wrote of the life of Washington.” Quite Breath-Taking Mac to Joe E. (Speaking of Music) “Oh, Joe, do you know ‘You Stole My Heart Away’?” Not Unusual Hadley Hicks: “He was driven to his grave.” Joe Birch: “Why of course he was. Did you think he was going to walk?” Not Impossible, As Hard Things Have Been Done Joe Heap: “Couldn’t you learn to like me, Babe?” Esther D. (Babe): “Perhaps. I once learned to like cod liver oil.” A senior named Joe once played hooky And thought he had done it quite snooky But the principal knew And soon the boy too That he couldn’t play hooky by crooky. Serge or Tweed? Kenneth McMullen: “The man had on a very thick love suit.” fi€ffesAVAMPER: Qm Qatronsi N days of old. works of art and works of literature were sup- ported by princely patrons, whose financial aid made their pro- duction possible. Today in the making of this book, a somewhat similar relation has been established, and we are glad to print the names of these, our patrons, who, we hope, will receive for their generosity, due profit and who, we know, will have the everlasting gratitude and friendship of the students of Prescott High School. Attorneys Anderson. Gale and Nilsson Favour and Baker Morrison and Morrison Norris and Norris Bakeries Home Bakery Banks The Bank of Arizona Commercial Trust and Savings Bank The Prescott State Bank Yavapai County Savings Bank Barber Shops Garrett’s Head Barber Shop Beauty Parlor The Marinello Shop Books, Stationery and Flowers J. S. Acker Peterson. Brooke Steiner Bus Company Arizona Bus Company Cleaners and Pressers F. C. Ilg C. W. Lawrence Clothiers The Biles Clothing Company Ed Block O. V. Bruch man Bill Raab Confectionary The Owl The Palm Garden Cigars and Tobacco Matt Andres F. A. May A. W. Robinson Scholey and Scholev Contractor Dowell Bros. Contributors Yavapai County Chamber of Com- merce Mountain States Telephone Co. Drugs The Central Drug Co. Eagle Drug Store AV. Y. Ross W. II. Timerhoff Department Stores The Bashford-Burmister Co. Dry Goods M. Goldwater Bro. J. C. Penney Electricity Arizona Power Co. Savage Electrie Co. Vyne Electric Co. Fire Insurance Atari indale, Ilorne Co. Groceries E. A. Kastner C F. McNeil Pay N’Takit Garages and Agencies Bidden Moffett Chevrolet Agency Crutchfield Bros. Art. Gage Handiest Station in Town E. II. Mellvain It. S. Jones (’has. lteibeling Ilarry Temple Floyd Williams Hardware Sam’l Hill Hardware Co. Hotels Brin kmoyer’s Head Hotel Jewelers O. A. Ilesla Co. Mathias Lynch Laundries Prescott Sanitary Laundry Lumber Head Lumber Co. Prescott Lumber Co. Meat Market O. K. Meat Market Metal Works 1 G. Rosenblatt Milliner Agnes B. Todd Mine Supply Arizona Mine Supply Co. Photographers Bate Studio I’rescott Studio Plumbers Kd Kiehl Printing Dan Seaman Produce Walter Hill Produce Co Nash Produce Co. Real Estate Burmisfer Hill Shoes Tribby’s Shoe Repairing M. Young Tailor Ed. Voigtlander Theater Elk’s Theater m ST. JOSEPH’S ACADEMY Prescott, Arizona ACCREDITED TO THE UNIVERSITY OF1 ARIZONA SELECT DAY AND I 0ADDING SCHOOL FOR GIRLS FOR CATALOGUE ADDRESS SISTERS OF ST. JOSEPH STATE NORMAE SCHOOL TEMPE, ARIZONA The oldest state educational institution. Alumni Association numbers 15(X). Graduating class of 1(!4 Thirty acres of campus, the most beautiful spot in the state. Five large college buildings. Five dormitories for men and women. Small up-to-date hospital. Admission and Graduation—Requirement for admission to any of the normal courses, graduation from a four-year high school course. All courses offered for teacher training require two years for completion, as follows:—Regular teachers' course, special kindergarten-primary, home economics, manual train- ing, and commerce courses. Special courses are also offered for students in special lines who do not wish to complete a course or secure a diploma. Ample opportunities are offered for actual teaching under competent supervisors, for all students pursuing a teachers' course, in the regular, rural, or special lines of teaching. Our diplomas an accredited for two years’ work in our own and leading colleges and universities. Expenses:—Tuition free.. Dormitory expenses reduced to cost—$25.00 a month for board and room, room laundry, with all bed and table linen furnished. This also includes physician's and hospital expenses for ordinary cases of illness. Opportunities are offered for sixteen young women and ten young men to do work in the school to meet expenses for board and room, upon the recommen- dation of their superintendent or high school principal. Athletics:—Ample provision for athletics of all kinds; gymnasium, large ath- letic field, grand stand, ten cement tennis courts, etc. For catalog and full particulars, address A. J. Matthews, President. FLAGSTAFF To the Pupils of the Prescott High School: Arizona trains but thirty percent of her teachers. She should train more. Every young person graduating from high school should consider the teaching profession as a possible vocation. A diploma from a normal school is a life insurance policy for a young woman and it enables a young man to gain experience in teaching which might ultimately lead him to become, with further education, a principal or a super- intendent. The Northern Arizona Normal School is near Prescott, it is modern in every way and will bear your closest investigation. I suggest that you talk to our students who are now in Prescott. Inquiries add - ssed to the school will be gladly answered. With best wishes for the Prescott High School, I am The next term begins Monday, September 10, 1923 NORTHERN ARIZONA NORMAL SCHOOL Yours sincerely, I. B. McMULLEN, President. Qtje 1 Jrrsrott Hist) gltfiool = PI— OFFERS COURSES IN ALL THE ACADEMIC SUBJECTS ENGLISH, MATHEMATICS, HISTORY, SCIENCE ANCIENT AND MODERN. LANGUAGES IS WELL EQUIPPED WITH LIBRARY, GYMNASIUM AND LABORATORIES HAS COMPLETE MODERN COMMERIAL DEPARTMENT GIVES COURSES IN MUSIC, THEORY, CHORUS, BAND, ORCHESTRA AND GLEE CLUB HAS SPECIAL BUILDING FOR MANUAL TRAINING AND DOMESTIC SCIENCE IS STRONG IN ATHLETICS, PUBLIC SPEAKING, DRAMATICS AND MILITARY TRAINING HOLDS PRESIDENT’S CUP FOR SCHOLARSHIP—IS FULLY ACCREDITED TO THE STATE UNIVERSITY AND TO THE NORTH CENTRAL ASSOCIATION OF COLLEGES—PREPARES FOR COLLEGE AND TRAINS FOR BUSINESS. NIGHT SCHOOL IN ALL BRANCHES PRESCOTT OPENED THE FIRST KINDERGARTEN IN ARIZONA OLDEST HIGH SCHOOL IN ARIZONA ffASSAYAMPEK gutograpf m w THE TRUTH To call a spade a spade is not the same as to tell the truth. A spade is a crude tool and its chief use is to dig and throw mud. On« does not use a spade to lift a frail vase. Truth is a rare and fine gem, and one should touch it with great care To call a spade a spade is to mar its form and to spoil its real worth.