Racine High School - Kipikawi Yearbook (Racine, WI)

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czmwfwm ,Amr 'Z it HX is s: t'Never hurl the ball directly at another person. Never attach a string to the ball. HNever blot another's sketch or scrawl carelessly upon it. Never laster a big 'I' on the ball I p . . Only the skilled may attempt personal sketches. Never exchange an unfinished ball for fresh one of your own. '4Never roll the ball with unnecessary force or noise. I see these people are delighted with the game. VVhy are they so fewill' Because so few on earth realize that this game is actually an art. Many are proficient in the solitary arts, such as painting, sculpture, and the like, because in those they work independently of others. In the art of conversation one's work is often ruined by a thoughtless person. Naturally one falls into careless habits and gives up all hope of perfecting himself. Will there never be a serious study of this great art on earthlll' It is to be hoped there will. Wlien young and old learn to observe the rules, man will be refreshed by contact with his fellow-beings. Then the great I am will be found not only in the solitude of the forest, or of the mountain, or of the ocean, but in work-a-day conversation with one's fellow-men. -Harriet Harvey, 1899. GLIMPSEIS OF THE LIFE AT LAWRENCE. O'er the Fox the pale moon shimmered, Beauty veiled a silver dome, And the elms on the campus murmured softly, 'Lawrence is our dear old home.' College life takes on many different as- pects. Sometimes it may seem very busy and serious, at other times, our President says, There is danger of the side shows -swallowing up the circus. Still, work and no play would make Jack a dull boy. The Fox. In the dark ages of the past 'filfilhs .. . .L A .L 11 if lwmfq-1-'afrwgimssf u ,,., . ..,.,,.. ..,, A W , .,.. . , .5 intimate and precipitate acquaintance with it was considered quite essential to the proper beginning of many a man's college career. Now those solemn nightly ceremonies have given way to the lavish application of paint in class colors to the large stone on the campus and to side- walks about the town. But on All College Day the whole school goes on a picnic, and the question of supremacy between the two lower classes is settled in a game of football, a tug-of-War, rowing, swim- ming, a sack rush and other contests. Then the hatchet is buried and peace reigns. At the beginning there was only one building on the campus. Main Hall was library, dormitory, class-rooms, labora- tories and all. The campus was much larger than now, and the trees were so numerous that many were cut down by the boys for firewood. Though many new buildings have sprung up around it, the old vine-clad structure with its stately pillars and sil- ver dome is still the center of college life. There the whole student body meets each morning in the chapel to be given the most inspiring and helpful thoughts, and is brought into touch with the larger world through able representatives of va- rious fields of activity. ' Now it is an evening in October. The large room is filled with people and an at- mosphere of intense enthusiasm. Strong and full rings out the c'Alma Mater. Then follows 'tRip Up the Ripon Line, Lawrence, for on Saturday afternoon Ripon is to buy victory at a very great cost or our campus is to be lighted in the evening with a blaze of glory to proclaim our championship! Or let it be the night of the inter-class oratorical. In the front sit the Seniors in their somber attire. Around them the other three classes vie with each other in enthusiasm and festivity of adornment, while from their midst step forth young Websters to represent them. - Again the scene changes. The room is a stately reception hall filled with colonial

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FN I X K K -K . ,,,, L x,,, tv: I in we ,,,. W.. .,1,, . : . ' it S 1 3,1 -c 'ri-iz: - ISI2.. lee--i-1h-KIIPIKAWI - I V, .. wzerea-5.K4.Mf ,.f, sms-.41 - , ..1- ,,,:, . Afikl N. Wg' xv in '- --- - -W -M Y ' K f ' C prairie roosters were crowing all about the Be wise, strain your wineg time slips cabin, but he then had no means of know- away. ing that one day in that very locality he would be aroused by sound of a score of factory whistles. The hoot PIIIKI screech owls often perched on the cabin at night, but their cries were 11ot in the least pro- phetic of the steam car and boat whistles that we now hear through the darkness. To those who so enjoy going into north- ern Wisconsin to hunt deer it will seem strange that when our young friend often saw the deer running across the fiat he had no desire to get his gun. The luxuriant vegetation and the prime- val state of everything was inspiring, but the one thought that possessed him, and every other pioneer, was the future. They all longed for habitations and for other inhabitants as well. Now that we have attained what they sought, we long for What they had-the forest, the quiet, and simple life. i Both father and son had a vision of a great city here on the lake, and they ex- pected the river would be navigable, so that great ships could one day sail up as far as our high railroad bridge. Their unswerving confidence in the locality and their nnceasing labor to make a city seem to have created a spirit that has lived through all the years. This section of that unbroken forest is today one of the busiest, most active parts of Racine. Fac- tories, railroads and shipping as well as many mercantile trades are there repre- sented. -Emma M. Sage, 1877. WHAT A LATIN STUDENT MUST HAND IN BEFORE DEGREE ODE II. BOOK I. IIORACE. Try not to learn-'t is Wrong to know VVhat end the gods will give to me. VVhat e11d to you, Leoconoc, What fate Chaldean figures show. Endure what comes: Jove may decree A host of winters, or no more ' Than this, which now on pumice shore Is wearing out the Tuscan sea. Cease making schemes too great to last. VVe speak-the grudging hour has passed. So trust no future, seize today. -Jeannette Kearney, '10, Miss Jeannette Kearney, who is a Soph- omore at the University of Wisccmnsin, has just been awarded the Horace transla- tion prize of the university. CONVERSATION Past the point of exhaustion, with a brain and nerves working over time, I summoned Sleep. As I was wondering why prolonged contact with one 's fellow- beings sets one's nerves quivering. Sleep stole in and conducted me into the Great Beyond. I chanced upon a small group of persons playing a strangely familiar game. Sitting in a circle, they rolled a ball back and forth from one to another. Their keen enjoyment and eager interest aroused my curiosity. Turning to some one nearby, I asked: VVho are these people?l' These are the best talkers from earth. VVhat are they doing? They are playing the game of conver- sation. Watch and you shall see how it goes. There, one has taken a fresh ball, he sketches rapidly upon it, and rolls it into the center. See, another takes it, and carefully adds a few lines and rolls it into the center. Now it is finished. Look, each has made a copy for his own collec- tion. f'Do they keep their copiesflu Yes, indeed. Their collections are to them the source of Wisdom. They always have them at hand, and often in solitude study them to learn about life. Must they observe rules?'l 'tYes, many that are very difficult to observe. Like the Ten Commandments, they could be gathered into one or two great commandments. I cannot tell all, but here are a few: Always keep in the game. Do not monopolize the ball.

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1 . . v m 1 QL- h ,, 1 . 1 A ASihi .... A 1.1. ',-w . .. .'-, i I l,k, 56 ,,,,.4- ff W .,Q.. .. nv. Q Hagel? . . ladies Hlltl gentlemen. Or perhaps all has become strangely reversed-coats, collars, dresses, ties, all are worn just the wrong way, niaking a very funny H,SS0l11lJl?1Q'8. These are just a few of tl1e sce11es e11acted i11 the cl1apel roo1n. O1'1l1Sbj' and Brokaw Halls I11l1St not be forgotten, for it is there we live. It is just after supper at Orinsby, the girls are f.!'Htllt'l'lI1,Q' in the parlors as they come up dining-room, to sing, play, and from tl1e talk. But stern Duty calls so111e to their roonls. Let us go upstairs with theni. There on o11e door is the regular busy sign fthe blue cardj, but also a white background extra to set it off, and above it another sign over a foot square with large black letters BUSY.', We had better pass by. Just about two hours later we COIIIG past again. The size of that busy Sigll 111ust have inspired SOIIIB one to nlischief. The whole door is cov- ered with s111all placards, HDanger,', Measles, 4'Look Out for the Cars, Industry, etc., and before it stands a ful LOOK DUT ' Fon u A355 ltuu- lll wi I Wu nu! Xllwlll-1-1111! . nh' XX! g O B . 11s i T Xl' f. . ll, 1 . 2 'Nll'1!'2 ' ff--el - .ar y W , 1 A huge waste-paper basket illlll several LlllSiZI'l2l11S around it. The girls i11 the next roo111 1llllSt be pre- paring for a final reckoning of so111e sort S0011 to co111e. There are four of fl10ll1 011 the bed, half buried in books, notebooks, and papers. One l1tlS a wet towel around her head to keep tl1e Sandman away and help l1er tl1i11k. Here COIIIQS a proctorg let us follow and see who squelched. She raps 011 the door of tl1e P00111 fI'0Ill which so inuch noise has been lSSlli1lgl'. Ilow queer tl1at when the door is opened we see only 0110 girl there cal111ly stirring the fudge in the chafing-dish! But strange S0lll1dS from the region of the closet Hllii from under the bed soon solve the mystery. Such is life at Ormsby-and that at Brokaw is very si111ilar. Sweet are tl1e days we spend here, Strong are the ties we form, Friendships that last forever, And help us through sunshine fllltl stor111. Dear is the well-known river, And loved are tl1e vine-clad walls, Mingled our pleasures Hlld labors In the picture each l10tlI't recalls. -Julia Frederiekson, '08. THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT GRADUATE. VVe first were babies i11 1l10tll0I',S ar111s, Our life was ignorant bliss, We cried, we cooed, we fussed, we smashed, XVe did Illlt grudge a kiss. Then from the age of four to six, VVe played our life away, VVith QQHIIISS of ball and tag and skip NVe filled our busy day. . Vilhen school in proper did lleglll VVe thought it quite tl1e thing To learn to read Hllll write and spellg We then felt glad to si11g. S0 up we climbed until, at last, CHow short the ti111e now seenislj