Roosevelt High School - Ranger Yearbook (Portland, OR)

Text from Pages 1 - 110 of the 1927 volume:

EX LIBRIS : “Future Undecided” At home—father, mother, sisters and brothers—all thinking of you. After high school—what? Whatever the goal be—law, politics, business, finance, lumbering, shipping, engineering, college—or just spending your income— Pres. i. m. walker You Need Something First. A BUSINESS TRAINING FIRST to be the “magic wand” that opens to you many doors. A BUSINESS TRAINING FIRST to give you the “keen edge” that will increase your power to acquire a college or university education. A BUSINESS TRAINING FIRST to prepare you for any emergency—to support yourself if necessary—to save for future needs — to help you through when the campus calls. YES — you need the business training FIRST! | t u A tAWr • BUSINESS COLLEGE 11th and Salmon Sts. I Accredited by the j National Association of Accredited Commercial Schools i ! i Phone i Beacon 3138 I For Catalogue STUDIO The Official Class Photographer for the January 1927 Ranger □———---------—-—o Engraving by Hicks'Chatten Engraving Co. Printing by DIM MS-SONS PRINTING 'HP COMPANY HENRY BUILDING PORT LAND.OR EGON The RANGER JANUARY 1927 cA SCENIC PUBLICATION BY THE STUDENTS OF ROOSEVELT HIGH SCHOOL THE RANGER January '27 ‘Dedication TPPRECIATIVE of the wholesome benefits ( enjoyed as pupils at Roosevelt High School and made available through the splendid spirit of progress which the “Peninsula' district of Portland exemplifies, the Ranger Staff, in behalf of the January 1927 class, hereby dedicates this present issue to the fine motive of community loyalty which inspires to future worthy endeavor and achievements. Pate Four January '27 THE RANGER Foreword 7 iV the past the Ranger has occupied an integral position in the life of the school. It has served not only as a recorder, but as the center of the literary activity of the student body. I he Ranger has always belonged to the students, in that it has been written about them, for them, and by them. The Ranger Staff of January 1927 has endeavored to imbue in this issue of the Ranger not only the opinions and feelings of the student body, but the spirit of that great guardian of our high school.—7 heodore Roosevelt. The Editor. I‘age Five I January 27 THE RAN Faculty Chas. A. Fry..............................Principal Beatrice Rundall...............................Dean English Beatrice Rundall Geraldine Cartmell Edna Hollenbeck Katherine L. Johnson LaVerne Evelyn Leger Languages Germaine Page P. A. Getz Celia H unkins Mathematics Arthur J. Larsell Doris Van Groos Science Alice Bowles Maud Chollar J. E. Kalmbach History Arthur B. George C. J. Gillette Elizabeth Wilson Commercial H. H. Dunkelberger R. I). Taylor Art Hazel A. Coble A lan ual 7'rain ing David MacMillan Seicing Anna M. Casey Librarian Alice Marston Pagt Scvsh f K T HE RANGER January '27 The Editorial Staff Editor-in-Chief.......................Jean KALMBACH Faculty Advisor............................P. A. Getz Classes..............................Gertrude Ratliff Literary..............................Pauline Nelson Assistant..........................Milford Gilman h eatures John Holland Assistant........................Gordon Anderson Social...................................Myrl Lindlby Organizations..........................RobERT CURRIER Athletics............................Merle Harrison Humor..............................DALLARD WHITMORE Assistant......................Evelyn Donaldson Senior Department...................GWENDOLYN STEVENS Charlotte Rohn, Thelma Brusch, Marian Tufts, Glenn Davis, Delores Shelton The Art Staff Art Editor..................Herbert McMullen Assistant.....................Lloyolla Miller Art Advisor.........................M!Ss Coble The Business Staff Business and Circulation Manager....Leon F. Ray A s sis t ants— Arthur Morey, Jack Harris, Doyle Pigg, Victor English Page Eight THE RANGER January '21 CLASS MOTTO Over or through; never around CLASS COLORS Orchid and Silver CLASS FLOWER . Paper White Narcissus President...... l ice President Secretary...... Treasurer...... Live IFire..... CLASS OFFICERS .............Warren Fair brooks ..................Marion Tufts ..................Gladys Shank ....................Glen Davis ...................Doyle Pigg Page Ten January ’27 T HE RANGER Warren Fairbrook So much one man ran Jo That does both ad and know.' Marian Tufts And itill to her {harms She alone is a stranger. Gladys Shank Her very frotcns are fairer far. Than smiles of other maidens are. Gi.enn Davis With his eyes i� flood tcith laughter. Doyle Pigg Of pranks galore. I’ll have some more. Miss Hollenbeck Thou hast the patienre and the faith of Saints. Page Eleven THE RANGER January '27 Magdalene Carr Our thought and our conduct are our own.” Charles Rich What is life without a little fun mixed ini” Opal Thompson Thou hast no faults, or I no faults ran spy.” Louise Ellis 'af tcith gladness overspread! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred! Walter Roberts “Begone. dull care, thou and I shall never agree.” Thelma Brusch So light of foot, so light of spirit.' Page Twelve January ’21 T H E R A N G E R George Otterstedt He deserves praise who does not What he may. but what he ought.' Charlotte Rohn I want what want when I want it. Bess Willis One cannot resist her winning ways.' Billy Davis For what I will, I will, and there an end. Eva Boyce The mildest manners and the gentlest heart. Dorothy Rider 7 have a heart with room for every joy.1 Page Thirteen January '27 T H E R A A' C E R Owen Stevens £ ' « bumble, she teas stately. Simplest deed, she did it greatly.” Roy Marvin A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays and confident tomorrows.” Olga Hansen A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance.” ■ ’ Delores Shelton Let us then be up and doing J‘ Marian Osmer ''Life is too short for mAan anxiety.” Helen Beyerle fearless little miss with flashing eyes. • Who plainly speaks her mind.” Page Fourteen January '27 T HE RANGER Class Will WE, the members of the January class of ’27, having attained the summit of high school learning, wish to leave this, our last will and testament, as follows: First: To Mr. Fry our highest thanks for the way he has co-operated with us during our senior year. Secondly: To Miss Hollenbeck, our pilot through our Senior year, our deepest appreciation for her unerring guidance. Thirdly: To the seventh termers, we leave room 204 to be used in quiet and peaceful study. Fourthly: We, as individuals, wish to leave as follows: I, Warren Fair brook, do bequeath my English dialect to John Holland. 1, Dorothy E. Rider, do bequeath my gift of gab to Merle Harrison. I, Thelma E. Brusch, do hereby bequeath my girlish figure to Dean Barnhart. I, Walter G. Roberts, do bequeath my curls to Alice Monahan. I, Bess Willis, do bequeath my freckles to Louisa Bush providing that she doesn’t use freckle lotion of any kind. I, Gladys Shank, do bequeath my one accomplishment, that of keeping quiet for five minutes, to Carol Webster. I, Charles Rich, do bequeath mv ability to keep quiet in study period to M iss Johnson. I, Louise Ellis, do bequeath my dimpled chin to Josephine Fry. I, Marian Osmer, do hereby will my science book to Mutt Costino and Ingward Tollefson, to be used jointly. I, Roy William Marvin, do bequeath my open cut-out to Dale Hubbard. 1, Gwen Stevens, do will and bequeath to Donald Dahlen my long suffering “community ink-bottle , provided that its rapidly diminishing supply of ink is not entirely exhausted at the time of my departure. I, Delores Shelton, do bequeath my position on refreshment committees to “Bus” McMillan. I, George Otterstedt, do will my bashfulness to Richard Klahn. I, Eva Boyce, will my modest voice to Arthur Morey. I, Helen Beyerle, bequeath my spontaneous giggles to anyone who is in need of them. I, Doyle Pigg, do bequeath my golden locks to Yirgie Porter. I, Magdalene Carr, will my ability to do the Charleston to Beatrice Alexander. I, Olga Hansen, do bequeath my vanity case to Emma Kass. 1, William A. Davis, do hereby bequeath my stature to Elaine Poe. I, Opal Thompson, do bequeath my ability to miss the ferry to Bernice Johnson. I, Charlotte Rohn, do hereby bequeath my height to one sadly in need of it, Mrs. Page. I, Marian T ufts, do hereby will my unbobbed tresses to Violet Dickcs. I. Glenn Davis, having nothing of any value, will nothing to nobody. In witness whereof, we have hereunto set our hand and seal this twenty-seccnd day of December, in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred twenty-four. Class of January 1927. (per Glenn Davis) Page Fit teen TII E RANGER January '27 Senior Calendar September 7—Moving day. Twenty-three seniors rattle around in room 204. September 7—Class election. Warren Fairbrook takes charge of the gavel. September 15—Freshman assembly. We tell the freshmen to do as we say, not as we do. September 17—Senior and Freshmen girls’ tea. Over the tea-cups of chocolate we become acquainted. September 17—Natatorium. We teach the water, to do the Charleston. October 1—Roosevelt day. Dr. Marvin’s medicine proves powerful for Senior ailments. October 12—Serpentine. The seventh termers helped us “Bounce Benson ’. October 23—Mother’s tea. We discover how much we enjoy our mother’s company. Pa It Six t ten January ’27 THE RANGER November 29—Senior play try-outs. We all are stars for a day. December 18—Eva’s party. The moon refuses to turn blue, but we adjourn a meeting. December 22—Candy sale. We prop the school with candy canes. December 22—Seventh and eighth term banquet. Oh! For a small boy’s appetite. December 28—Miss Hollenbeck’s party. We learn about our fate and prepare to graduate. January 14 and 15—Senior play. The idle rich become industrious, for our entertainment. January 23—Baccalaureate. We are serious—once. January 28—Graduation. All too soon. Pant Stvtnlttn THE RANGER January '27 Helen Miss Hoitenbeck Marian Warren Wcrfter Gwen Thdmo Dorothy Charlotte Pact Eighlttn January 21 TII E RAN G E R Pate Nineteen THE RANGER Jan uary '2 7 A Precious Document ONLY once in the history of any school building is there a first class to enter. Ours had that distinction. To us, therefore, comes the responsibility of assuring to future generations the true facts concerning the birth and early days of Roosevelt High School. To us alone, as first termers, came the rare privilege of seeing the allknowing seniors lost in the halls. Never before or since in the history of Roosevelt High School has a Freshie dared to claim equal knowledge with Seniors. To no other Freshman class has there come the burden of carrying on without a principal or of welcoming back a “chief after six weeks’ absence. To us alone came the distinction of walking upon the artistic curve of the two-board walks and of politely stepping aside into the surrounding lakes of mud to let the Seniors’ cars go by. Could you think it possible that in the place of our ever-looked-for side walks was a big wooden structure that barred the wonderful Lombard view, and in the place of our velvety lawn were weeds, rocks, mud lakes, and various other forms of rubbish ? Would you believe that in its first term they entrusted the new building to the tender mercies of a Hi Jinx and that we little Freshies took one of the coveted prizes? Three and one-half years elapsed before another Hi Jinx witnessed at Roosevelt High School. We wonder why. Nor are these all the wonders that the new building experienced that first term. Our own Lucy Lee was chosen queen of the Rose Festival, and the mile to St. Johns was all too short for our serpentine and our celebration in that little town. A few of our members had a modest share in the success of the operetta “Sylvia”. Also in the closing assembly of that term, we witnessed the birth of individual scholarship letters, and we thrilled with pride to learn that we had earned some of the first red and blue “Rs ever presented. Then in our third term two “True Rooseveltians were elected—Geraldine Klahn and George Jcffcott. Remember that? Why yes, of course. Our fourth term was very highly marked. Roosevelt’s present principal came to us, and Mr. Fletcher, with several teachers, moved to Grant. With Mr. Fry came Mrs. Page (formerly Miss Dew), Mrs. Marston (formerly Miss Welch), Mrs. Adams (formerly Miss Atkinson), Miss Heiser, Mr. Gillette and Miss Coble. A new era in football was then opened and with the Roosevelt-Commcrce game the school’s luck changed. Our class had its own victories that term when our boys won the interclass basketball championship. Let’s see, that was our fourth term, and it was a year later that our girls won from the third termers the game that gave them a similar title. Hut I’m getting ahead of my story. In our fifth term we celebrated our “majority” by joining our elder Juniors in a prom. The colors black and white will now always remind us of the smart decorations of this event, certain melodies will bring back the music of that orchestra, and the memory of pleasant dances with our own and older classmates will long remain. All in all, the affair was very “chic”. During our sixth term Roosevelt became truly thrifty. At least once during those first weeks every member of the family “banked,” and we saw ourselves as others see us in the Educational Thrift Gazette. Our own part in that activity has remained as constant as senior’s flat purses would permit. That same term we, for once, gave ourselves something—a banquet. Wry elaborate was that affair, too. Had candles and everything. Many a voyage did our seventh term witness. With the seniors we visited every little speck of ground at Reed College and ate every bit of food Pagf Twtnty January '27 THE RANGER given us. Then when Air. Fry offered his cabin at Rhododendron to romp in—why we just had to accept. Up there in the wilds we climbed trees, mountains, and everything we came to—even Alt. Hood, although we had to try different trails and get lost. We haven’t yet forgotten the carrying quality of Air. Fry’s voice. No wonder our appetites grew. Aleat pie, pancakes—all sorts of good things disappeared with surprising promptness. When Saturday night came we started home very reluctantly but happy. The other voyage we took was with Aliss AlacKenzie to Japan (our Hi Jinx stunt). In a Japanese garden, where we smelled the fragrance of our wistaria (or was it apple blossoms?), all dressed up in true garb, we served Japanese tea and rice cakes, with other good food, to the illustrious public. Later on in the term, in fact on the “eve”, or should I say “morn”, of our arrival into seniordom, we joined the seniors and had a very delightful breakfast. Of our Senior achievements we modestly forbear to speak. It is more fitting that other pens than ours should preserve that record. Thus, therefore, ends the story of the Jan. ’27 class. As Others Hear Them “It's the height of folly!”.........................R. AI. “I'm so thrilled!”...............................G. S. “My word!”.........................................AI. T. “Ok, mv Oh, my! .............................C. J. R. “Chuck’ll do it”....................................G. D. “Naw-w! We don’t want that”........................B. D. “Won’t he long now”............................C. R. “Oh! Hello!”...................................B. W. “Well, I like that”............................W. F. “Gee, that’s keen”..............................T . B. “It makes me s’mad”.................................G. S. “Well, I'm coming over and see”..................W. R. “How should 1 know?”.............................L. E. Patt TKt ly-o T H E RANGER January '27 Pagr Twenty—tteo January 27 T HE RANGER “Adam and Eva” Presented by the Senior Class on January 14 and 15 THE CAST Mr. King, a rich business man.....................................Bill Davis “Bills—bills—bills—bills.” Corinthia, his parlor maid.....................-..................Bess Willis Would you like your breakfast, sir? Clinton DeWitt, his son-in-law..................................Walter Roberts Pious idea, pater, pious idea. Julie DeWitt, his eldest daughter.............................Opal Thompson Clinnie darling. Eva King, his youngest daughter.................................Gladys Shank I must marry someone, I suppose. Aunt Abbey Rooker, his sister-in-law.............................Louise Ellis This is too preposterous. Dr. Jack Delamater, a neighbor.................................. Charles Rich H’m—yes, yes, just as 1 expected. Horace Pilgrim, his uncle.........................................Doyle Pigg Think of my nerves. Adam Smith, his business manager...................................Rov Marvin It’s a home. It's perfect.” Lord Andrew Gordon, his would-be son-in-law.................Warren Fairbrook Howr y'r” The pampered family of Mr. King tries to get rid of him because he scolds them too much. Eva, his daughter, persuades the doctor to prescribe a long trip for him. He learns about the plot, but goes anyway and leaves Adam Smith, his business manager, in charge of his home. Adam, wishing to reform the family, announces that Mr. King is financially ruined, and the whole family, showing their true spirit, moves to the country and goes to work. Air. King returns to find his family very iapp at their new game and everything ends as it should. Part Ttrsnty-three T HE RAKGER January 27 Seventh Termers Half in joy, half in regret, H'e launch upon the one term left. President.... Secretary... Treasurer.. Live H'ires CLASS OFFICERS .....................Merle Harrison- ..................George Danforth .....................John- Holland .....Vesta Barrett, Daniel Haworth Anderson, Margaret Ankeny, Alice Barrett, Vesta Baxter, Anna Beebe, Darrell Brown, Irene Bush, Louisa Clark, Ruth Crogan, Robert Currier, Robert Danforth, George Daniel, Haworth Davis, Virgil Ellas, Henry Elliott, Cecil Fifield, Beulah Frey, Josephine Gad wood, Genevieve Haggblom, Lloyd Haraden, Helen Harrison, Merle MEMBERS Hoes, Nina Holland, John Johnson, Bernice Kalmbach, Jean Kass, Emma King, Jessie Klahn, Richard Laver, Mildred Lindley, Myrl McMillan, Donald McMinn, Jesse McMullen, Herbert Mobley, El wood Monahan, Alice Moore, Wayne Morey, Arthur Nash, Horace Nelson, Karn Nelson, Pauline Nibler, Robert Oeschger, August Oman, Evelyn Orr, Alex Porter, Virgie Prudham, Marie Rassrnussen, Karen Ray, Leon Reisner, Geralsine Robinson, Kenneth Sieganthaler, Chris Schultz, Emil Skaifc, Richard Smith, Francis Thomas, Gerald Thompson, Elmer Waterston, Ruby Whitmore, Dallard Wickman, Edgar Wilcox, Gordon Wilson, Arline Wilson, Clifford Pott Twenty-four January '27 THE RANGER Sixth Termers Are we happyf Yea Bo! tf'e’re in our Senior Year you know. CLASS OFFICERS President............ Vice President....... Secretary• T reasurer Live IV ire.......... Alvin Vakderwall ...Gertrude Ratliff ...Lois Chatterton ...Emmett Costino MEMBERS Anderson, Gordon Anhoury, Ferdinand Blumberg, Mary Brooks, Chester Brown, Edward Brown. Raymond Brown. Dorothy Chatterton, Lois Costino, Emmett Donaldson, Evelyn Egger, Hans Falk, Wesley Germain, Donald Gertz, Hilda (iibbs, Esther Gilman, Milford Greene, Norman Hoyt, Leonora Hunsley, Robert Jeppesen, Elery Jones, Mary Raster, Clora Kelsey, Velda Knowles, Sybil Kullbert, Andrew Larvik, Olaf Markwart, Edwin Martinson, Ralph Maxwell, Wilma McMillan, Bradley Munson, Barbara Ratliff, Gertrude Reed, Gayle Rogers, Laura Treber, Clarence Vanderwall, Alvin Young, Walter Pate Twenty-five THE RANGER January '27 Fifth Termers Upper classmen now, Oh my! Ain’t it grand to he so high? CLASS OFFICERS President............................ Vice President....................... Secretary- T reasurer................ Live Wire.............. ....Bex Karch ....Jack Harris ....Avis Irvixe Dokald Dahiem Ankron, Donald Auseon, Evelyn Banbury, Myles Barr, Mossom Becker, Eleanor Bender, Evelyn Beniot, Mary Bisset, Robert Borden, Russell Brougher, Ethel Colby, Costa Conklin, Elsie Couch, Richard Dahiem, Donald Danielson, Elsie Douglas, Bruce Dudley, Dorothy English, Victor Fisher, Lucille Fitzgerald, Marie MEMBERS Gasser, Clara Glaub, Mildred Glenn, Esther Bould, Jack Harris, Jack Harris, Walter Hubbard, Dale Hutchinson, Le Roy Irvine, Avis Jacobson, Alice Karch, Ben Keeney, Jane Ketel, Floyd Llewellyn, Dorothy McCumsey, Gladys McDougal, May Melott, Walter Miller, Lloyolla Miller, Macyl Mitchell, Cyril Nelson, Margie Piper, Kenneth Piper, Madge Reynolds, Hoyt Siegtnan, Jack Spratlen, Sanford Steinfield, Elsie Stenburg, Raymond Syron, Gladys Taylor, Vance Thomas, Beulah Titus, Frank Treber, Chester Vickers, Ola Lee Wilson, Ethel Lou Winslow, Ogden Woolley, Lucille Young, Alice Pate Twenty-six January '27 T II E RAN G E R Fourth Termers Half way through their “high” careers. Deserving of three rousing cheers. President...... Vice President Secretary...... Treasurer...... Live fV ires... CLASS OFFICERS ..................Richard Schultze ....................Stein Anderson .................. Deloss Cannon .................Inc ward Tollefson ...................Robert Van Scoy Anderson, Lawrence Anderson, Stein Andrew, George Aus, Alfred Ball, Verna Ballen, Earl Bragg, Irene Brimner, Helen Butler, Nellie Cannon, Deloss Chaney, James Dc Colon, Clarice Dow, Elizabeth Elder, Eleanor Ellis, Lois Fairchild, Eloise Georgeson, Edith MEMBERS Gordon, Beata Green, Gail Grice, Madeline Hansen, Ida Harrington, Zeta Hastings, Ross Hobson, Leola Humonelgard, Harriet Johnston, Doris Raster, Novia Kelley, Opalle Kerekes, Louis Ketel, Minna Kudella, Edward Langmack, Merlin Mardorf, Frederick McDonald, Kenneth McMillan, Edna Milhon, Vivian Moe, Annettic Nye, Esther Pitts, Gladys Prior, Hilton Robinson, Lester Rose, Harold Schultze, Richard Schwartz, George Smethers, Earl Steele, Robert Tollefson, Ingward Van Scoy, Robert Vickers, Elmo Vrooman, Ida Zink, Eleanor Pate Twenty-seven T H E R A N G E R January ’27 Third Termers A on; accustomed to their places, Their’s are quite familiar faces. CLASS OFFICERS President.....................................Margaret Wooi.ey Pice President.............................Ruby Oihus Secretary-Treasurer.............................Lacona Tanker Live fPires......................................... ...Emma Hustoft, Madeline Kinney, Mary Stevenson Adams, Charlotte Beckford, Upton Barnhardt, Lorraine Benkley, Delbert Boline, Stuart Bone, Wallace Boonsliter, Beth Bradley, Harold Brougher, Catherine Buckles, Homer Burkhart, Alice Burnett, George Cowan, Milton Davis, Maxine Dewell, Paul Dickes, Violet Doving, Rachel Evans, Agnes II a nary, Lucille Foster, Donald Frame, Douglas Frey, Julia Fry, Cleota Fugua, Harold Gaines, Laurita Greene, Jewell Galbraith, Mabel Gilbert, Florence Glass, Omar Gordon, Brooks Griffith, Margaret MEMBERS Groves, Ethyl Hallander, Katherine Hanberg, Id vis Hantke, Dorothy Harrington, Zcta Howarth, Dorothy Heineck, Evelyn Holmes, John Hustoft, Emma Irish, Helen Janke, Louis Johnson, Roland Kerr, Margaret Kinney, Madeline Klahn, Gloria Lahtir, Helen Leer, Marjorie Lind, Helga Lynn, Virginia Maguigan, Edward McKay, Betty McKenna, Doris McMullen, Ray McMullen, Roy Melott, Wayne Meliza, Glenda Moyer, Wilbur Nibler, Lucille Oihus, Ruby Paise, Cecil Person, Evelyn Page Tventy-eight Peterson, Inger Pilip, Eugenia Poyping, Francis Richards, Charles Rolev, Ronald Rose, Dorothy Roth, Nathalie Russell, Marguerite Ryals, Loren a Sandifur, Henry Sherwood, Fay Smith, May Speck, Margaret Stevens, Marion Stevenson, Marv Stites, Gertrude Stuhr, Lenore Swanson, Ruth I'anner, Lacona Thompson, Lucille Warnick, Donald Waterman, Virgil Weddell, Marjorie Westwood, Alton Whisman, Beatrice Winkler, Harold Webster, Caroline Woodhouse, Clark Wooley, Belva Woolev, Margaret January '27 THE RANGER Second Termers Learning slowly a'I the ways, Of students during high school days. CLASS OFFICERS President.......................................Ray Clapp l ice President...............................IRENE McFall Secretary-T reasurer.....................H AROLO Hubbard Live Wires.................Hazel Cadigan, Chester Trusky Allan, Mary Baker, George Ball, Muriel Barnhardt, Dean Bergman, Martha Boskill, Irene Boud, Audrey Brooks, Lauren Cadigan, Hazel Campbell, Edward Cheneworth, Lester Clapp, Ray Coy, Ruth Currier, John Daniels, Eleanor Davis, Earl De Rieux, Gladys Forker, Rex France, Edward MEMBERS Grady, Florence Halberg, Grace Harrington, Alice Hayes, Anna Hinkley, Arnold Hobson, Laurence Holl, Frand Houston, Ruby Howard, Blanche Howard, Izetta Hubbard, Harold Irvin, Leslie Johnson, Dorothy Johnson, Gordon Lambert, Ronald Lang, Harold McFall, Irene Milroy, James Nelson, Rubv Noble, Margaret Paynter, Charles Pinkham, Melvin Potts, Thelma Ray ley, Vernon Robertson, Lawrence Scales, Wilma Shanahan, Nellie Shackelford, Dessadcan Smith, Barton Smith, Marland Steinfield, William Stevens, Leona Strusky, Chester Vonderheit, Otto Vredenberg, Harold Walker, William Waterman, Lincoln Weiss, Howard Page Twenty-nine THE RANGER January '27 First Tenners Adams, Dorothy Alexander, Beatrice Anderson, Oscar Ankeny, Clement Beerman, Elizabeth Becker, Evelyn Boltman, Marian Borden, John Bradley, Allen Bredecn, Howard Brozitus, Julia Burger, Francis Burns, Vernon Butler, Monica Carty, William Chaney, Frank Clapp, Corinne Danforth, Floy Delwell, Helen Dentil, Emery Denton, Florence Dern, Mildred Donirg, Christine Edwards, Golda Enochs, Lola Fairbrook, Katherine Fairchild, Winifred Felts, Wayne Fleming, Helen Flinn, Leilah Galbraith. Howard Goodwin, Elliott Green, Agnes Green, Hazel Hampson, Edna Hanna, Norma Hannila, Elsie Hays, Bessie Heath, Pearl lleldober, Alfred Hemming, Hubert Holmes, Joe Hruza, Donald Imhoden, Leona I Johnson, James Judd, Roland Kalmbach, Helen Keiser, Harriett Kelley, James Kenedy, Birdie Kinney, Florence Klein, Arthur La Mar, Darhl Lane, Janice Larcik, Carl Leer, Bernice Le Tellier, Herbert Lowry, Pearl Lucia, Ruth Mace, Alfred Marcell, Natella Marfield, Arline Miksch, Elizabeth Miller, Grayland Moberg, Carolyn Monda, Hugh Moore, Reba McMillan, Lowell McKenna, William McNeal, Ruby McNiece, Doris Nelson, Lowell Nibler, Norvin Nickols, Wesley Nye, Gertrude Oddy, Allan Otter, Bernard Ottma n, Lucy Phillips, Paul Peterson, Clara Peterson, Melvin Phillippi, Wavne Page Thirty Pierson, Clifford Pigg, Docia Poe, Elaine Porath, Kathleen Porter, George Prantis, William Pubols, Roy Ralls, Roy Rebman, Elsie Reynolds, Eunice Richter, Walter Robinson, Beatrice Rosenbcrger, George Rudat, Ella Rupp, Louis Ryan, Dorothy Ryan, Helen Sears, Oswald Schifelbein, Edward Slopnik, Leo Smethers, Ray Smith, Herbert Sticknev, Ruth Taylor, Ethan Taylor, Kathleen Vernon, Willard Vrooman, Francis Walker, Dorothy Walton, Marjorie Whitegon, Jack White, Donald White, Lloyd Wilson, Cleo Wilson, Fern Williams, Margaret Willis, Margaret Willman, Frank Woodford, Martha Young, Lawrence Zimmerman, Esther Zink, Evelyn T UK RANGER January '27 Tallahassee Proudly it stood, defying all To scale its rugged heights And entice the blushing creature Dawn To bring the day before its time; Denying earnest prayers of those I o whom dark brought stark fear; Wrapping the valley in a cloak 1 hat shut out hopes of breaking day; Hut loyally watching those who slept— It stood—Guardian of the Night. —Gertrude Ratliff. Page Thiity-lfco January ’27 T H E RANGER Once Upon a Time I HAD the story from an old Finnish sailorman when the Nancy Ellen put into Morau for repairs. We had entered Latoa Bay at sunset. It was dark before Allen and I were off duty and went ashore. The rising moon outlined the squat little buildings, and a vagrant breeze was dancing in from the sea. I left Allen at the landing and went on alone to Machu Kin’s, a soft-voiced half-caste, who would risk his life for a man and then knife him neatly between the shoulders the next moment. The dim-lighted bazaar was filled with sailors, from the ships anchored in the shimmering moonlight of the bay. There were blond, quiet men from the North; and little, dark men from the South; and at a table in the corner a group of sailors from the Yangtze, with calm, expressionless faces and bodies as lithe as a cat’s. I sat down opposite an old sailor seated alone in a quiet corner. Cons passed, it seemed, amid a smoky haze and the low hum of voices. 'Then the meditative gaze of the man opposite dropped from contemplation of the great oaken beams, almost indistinguishable in the faint light, and in a voice as deep as the song of the sea he told me a strange tale. As he spoke the room and the confusion of sounds faded, and in their stead I saw the silvery waters of a slowly-moving river in a far-off, forgotten land. I saw miniature temples, silver, phantom-like in the moonlight; heard the whisper of the wind in the dark trees, and felt its soft fragrance on my face. At one time, so the story ran, a small sacred isle lay on the breast of the stream. By day it was as green as a tiny precious stone floating in the reflected blue of the sky, but at night it was a black opal hidden in a shimmering lake of silver. Although the island and the winding river which held it were jealously guarded, the secret of their existence was carried, by a roving gypsy wind, perhaps, half-way around the world to a country of the North whose people were as hardy and restless as the turbulent, struggling waters along its coast. Scarcely had the voice of the wind died away when one of their slim, rugged ships was following the path of the winds, its destination a dim, peaceful river on the other side of the world. Each day gifts were brought to the temple of the sacred isle. Great war-lords brought offerings of precious jewels; rich merchants sent caravans from the sea, laden with brocades, fragrant spices and intricately carved ivory; and those who had no great wealth brought gifts of flowers and bits of coral. Then, without warning, the ship from the North appeared in the river. 'To the peace-loving people of the lowlands it seemed a monster, and they found themselves helpless before the strength and fierceness of its crew. Messengers were sent in frantic haste to the warrior tribes in the mountains, but before the swiftest runner had reached even the foothills the ship was but a few hours distant from the island. It came within sight of the island just after the sun had set. T he river banks were vague, the water filled with restless shadows, and the outlines of the island shifted and changed, appeared and then were lost in the half- Pafit Thirty-three TII E RAN G E R January 27 light. Unseen the lowland people knelt on the banks, straining fearful eves for a glimpse of the invaders. A sudden broad beam of light shot from the sky, cutting the darkness. It rested on the gleaming temple and a great sigh floated across the water at this intervention of the gods. Then the island sank into the heart of the river and the waters closed lovingly, protectingly over it. For a moment there was silence, then a tremendous cry arose which rolled and echoed across the lowlands to beat against the distant mountain walls. Shuddering, the mountains sent the sound back with such force that it was echoed from peak to peak around the world. In fear and dismay, the ship fied, hut the echo pursued it across the seas, tossing it among the waves, till at last, in pity, the gods caught it up and tossed it into space, where it still sails, a lonely exile in the blue immensity. —Margaret Anderson. Traffic Albert and Hill, the four-year-old Johnson twins, were “Red and “Brick like “Coppy, because of ye hair, ye know. Getting their tricycles, they started out to play traffic. “No fighting, their mother warned them, and they were off. They had been playing hut a few minutes, when “Red suddenly jumped from his tricycle and pinched his brother many times. “Brick ran to his mother to bewail his anguish. Soon Mrs. Johnson called, Red. It was a very innocent looking little fellow who answered his mother. “Albert, said his mother sternly, “what do you mean bv pinching your brother? “Why, replied Albert guilelessly, “I was a cop, and I was just a pinch-in’ him for speedin. —Florence Denton, First Term. How Neptune Became the Father of the Sea (Second Term Theme) IONG AGO, Neptune was the God of the Heavens, and all the other gods bowed down to him. He had many servants; among them was Jupiter, who was the “housewife , and who also took care of Neptune’s hundreds of children. One day, a great plague swept over Neptune’s palace, and killed all of his children. Neptune wandered around the palace grounds a broken-hearted god, for he had loved his children dearly. He tried to buy some children, but their parents would not sell them. At last, Neptune overcome with grief, went down into the ocean, and became the father of all the little fishes. When you hear the sea moan, you know that is Neptune’s moaning over the loss of his own children. —Alex Orr. Page Thirty-four January ’27 T H E R A G E R Leaving Home for the First Time H AVE YOU ever lived in a small country-town? If so, you know how home-like small towns are, how fast news travels in them, and how great is an event of some one’s going away. One of the most important happenings in the life of a small-town boy is leaving home for the first time. You can probably recall your similar trying experiences. For example, remember the time you went to visit your grandma in the adjoining state? It is very likely that you were called into the sitting room one night while mother read grandma’s letter to you, explaining why grandma wanted you, only you, to come; what day you should arrive; what time grandpa should meet you; and other details. The next morning you rushed out of the house to find Jake, Jimmy and Tom, and inform them of your good fortune, and explain how you would miss them. 'Then, each of your pals enviously told his mother, and presently, by the village mouth-to-mouth broadcasting system, the news got around to the village gossip, who was such an experienced member of the noble broadcasting club, that you were receiving congratulations from the whole town bv noon. On the fifth day before the departure you recall that you began to count the days and make remarks to the effect that time sure does drag.” 1'hen, just three days before leaving, your trunk was all packed, your newly hair cut, and you had already received two extra lessons on table manners. T hen came the fatal day. How important you felt that day! You began it by taking your,third bath in a week, which was heretofore very unusual; then you spent an hour grooming your hair (with the aid of vaseline), another in dressing, and then declared yourself ready to go to the train. Oh! But how prominent did you feel as you took that memorable walk to the depot. Y'ou were dressed in your new tweed suit, which, by the way, your mother bought at Simond’s for $13.00, less two per cent, because of fifteen years of former trade there; you wore your new shoes and new cap (the only one of its kind in the town), bought at the same store at the same discount; and as you started down the main street, with your mother on one side and your father (in his Sunday suit) on the other, you took a last lingering glance at the old house, with its quiet green hedge; and sister poked her head out the window and reminded you to be sure to “give grandma and grandpa a kiss” for her. You proceeded lightly down the street, and preinformed heads popped out of doors to bid you a sour “good-bye.” Finally you met Jake, Jimmy and Tom, who enviously muttered a “s-long”; and you, feeling superior, promised to write. Fifteen minutes later you arrived at the station to get on the train, which was on time (for once), and your mother gave you a last kiss, and father told you to “hang on to your spending money.” T hen the conductor called a shrill “a-1-1—a—b-o-a-r-d” and the train whizzed away. Thirteen hours later, you stepped off the train into grandpa’s arms, looked around at all the other city boys with suits, caps and shoes, as nice as, and nicer than yours, gave a sigh and decided you weren’t so much after all. —Myrl Lind ley. Page Thirty-five T 11 E RANGER January '27 A Bear in the Bush Two years ago I spent my summer in a logging camp owned by the Grasseth Brothers, who were at that time “hacking off the big sticks near Oak Point, Washington. Oak Point stood on a knoll half way up the hill from the river. Back from it about a hundred yards or so was a pond used in days gone by as a mill pond by the Benson Logging Company. Every once in a while I would venture down to this pond to catch some salamanders that infested it. One day, as I was idly watching a water snake swimming around the pond. I heard a crashing in the underbrush across from me. 1 said to myself, “Whose cow is loose now?” and peered through the leaves watching for “Bossy” to appear. But I was due for a surprise, for there, poking his nose from the bushes, stood a big, black, and, as it seemed to me, a very much over-grown bear. Now let me say here that I was never afraid of a bear in my life. Why should 1 be when they arc in parks where they belong? But misquoting the adage, I will say a bear in the bush is worth two in a park, and that is the reason I picked up my pedal extremities and literally faded away into the horizon. —Laurence Robertson. Juno’s Tears (Second Term Theme) T UPITER did not long remain a dutiful husband. He was now madly I in love with a handsome dryad. Juno, of course, heard about the affair. She was not especially fond of Jupiter, but she was determined that no one else should have him. Juno was so worried that she did not sleep for many nights. Finally she did not intend to lose any more of her beauty sleep because of the dryad, so down to the earth she came. Juno arrived at a big pine tree which was the dryad’s home. The queen saw her rival sleeping in the pine, for it was in the daytime. Dryads, as you know, go out only at night. Cruel Juno set the tree on fire, and burned Jupiter’s sweetheart. The Thunderer soon heard that the dryad was dead. His anger was so great that he whipped Juno. Her tears fell thick and fast in a steady shower. That was the first rain. Whenever he thinks of the dryad, he whips his wife. The drops one sees falling from the sky are Juno’s tears. —Jean Kalmbach. Pay Thirty-six January 27 THE RANGER Speakers I dislike orators with an unnatural vehemence. 1 shrink with horror at the mere suggestion of such a public nuisance, and 1 go through tortures when I listen to one. Most orators have not even the remotest idea when to culminate their speeches. Now, I can appreciate a speech of about two minutes in length, provided the subject is interesting. There is one kind of orator that I particularly abhor. That is the unhappy individual who has not his speech sufficiently well in hand. He is continually stopping in the middle of a sentence and favoring the audience with a vacant stare. If the audience is moved to mirth by these stares, the speaker becomes greatly confused. Speakers of this type should be used for ornamental purposes only. However, I will admit that I applaud a speaker upon the completion of his address. I do this for two reasons. The first is that I do not wish to appear unconventional. Secondly, I applaud because I am glad the speaker has finished. —Robert Hunsley. Mose’s Ghost EVENING was just making its appearance in the quiet Southern village when Mose who was a jolly little colored boy heard his mother call him. Like the obedient child he was he went to her at once. He found, much to his disgust, a laundry basket waiting to be carried to Mrs. Ruggles. Reluctantly he started on his way. Mrs. Ruggles lived at least a mile from his home, and it greatly shortened the distance for him to go through the graveyard. Cautiously he ventured that way. Suddenly three long, terrible sounds pierced the air. Mose stopped, dropped the basket, and stood shaking like a leaf. The startled boy saw a long object lying on the ground some fifteen feet behind him. As he looked, it seemed to rise slowly from the ground and float toward him. Mose was petrified with horror. As the snowy object drew nearer, he came out of his trance and ran—ran as he had never run before. When he reached home, his mother, good woman that she was, could not restrain her curiosity long enough to calm the boy. She hastened to the graveyard, and saw, much to her amusement, an owl ascending from a sheet in which it had been entangled. —Julia Fry. Pate Thirty-ttven THE RANGER January 27 Away Back in Years (Second Term Theme) I FELL from a high cliff into a deep river. I climbed out of the river onto the bank. A large sabre-toothed tiger started toward me from its cave in the brush. I jumped up and tried to run. My feet seemed glued to the earth. I finally got loose and climbed up a tree. A mammoth came down to the river to drink. He saw me in the tree. He grabbed the tree with his trunk and lifted it out of the ground and pitched me into the river. I fell from the tree onto the back of a huge white hippopotamus that rushed out of the river and lumbered out onto the plain. The hippopotamus stopped suddenly, and I flew over his head. A dinosaur which was incubating its eggs nearby saw me. He picked me up with his mouth and flung me through the air. 1 landed in a kind of soft feathered nest. It was so soft that I began sinking. I sank down till my head was covered. I was almost smothered. I awoke, for my sister had hold of my nose, telling me to hurry and get up or I would have no time to study my lessons. I do not recommend a show and half a butterscotch pie before going to bed unless one wants a dream. —Doyle Pigg. The Secret of the Silent Night The snow lies deep and white in drifts The black fir stands in her dress of white, The wind no longer blows in whiffs But rests through the silent hours of night. Is there a secret midst this sight Of snow and trees and sky? Oh! they’ll never tell on this lonely night That Christmas is coming nigh. —Florence Kenney. Pagr Thirty-sight January 2.1 T U E R A N G E R Reaction to the Coming of Spring SPRING, say the philosophers, is a period when the blood flows faster in the veins, when young men fall in love, and old men notice that birds sing and grass is green. It is also a time when Nature stirs herself, shakes off the lethargy of the winter’s hibernation, and throws sprouting life into the refreshing, caressing breezes that lavishly wander over her breast. Everywhere arc birds quavering and twittering saucy yet soulful melodies in concord with the rustling greensward and the sweet-smelling earth. Each blade of grass and shrub has its indweller, while the daffodils are the palaces of the kings that reign o’er the insect nations. I'he fairies do also answer the golden chimes of spring, for on moonlight nights they flit lightly through forests of dark and silver-grey silent phantasies that mock and astonish the vision. Now and then—but rarely— they are viewed across their moon-shad owed, enchanted mounds—tripping softly, nimbly—responding like reeds to the magic fluting of hidden musicians. A King in His Domain Dismal as a lonely star, he wandered o’er the desert. It was so quiet that one could almost hear the stars as they rushed through the heavens. All this seemed to impress him not, for he switched his tail pensively, and his great feline eyes glowed with a peculiar yellow brilliancy. Poor brute! King of beasts, yet lacking subjects to rule, and also to eat. He looked here and there for signs of a light repast, but alas, nothing greeted his eyes except the undulating sands, and the great wide-awake moon, which seemed to be watching him out of the tail of its eye. He heaved a great sigh, as though he were weary of life and its everlasting search for food. —Emil Schultz. The Sky and Rain of Saturday, February 6 J THE SKY' was a translucent grey, with not a stain of foreign color in all its arching flatness. It was a monotonous sky if looked at cursorily, transiently, but, if observed assiduously, there were discernible, slight gradations—chromatics of grey. Here it was lighter; there it was darker, and elsewhere there was neither light nor darkness, but a semi-transparency of nothing. One could look at this vault as though one were seeing through infinite space, but if one tried to peer through that vastness, one would only sec a somber grey, appearing as the heavens of the Puritans. Nature, like woman, is never satisfied with an effect, for, as if the gloomy sky were not sufficient, she has to fret and sulk until—it rains—a quiet persistent melancholy discharge. For a long time the rain simulated a creature affected with apathy—then little by little the rain began to drop with greater acceleration until the repressed heavens wept passionately. Great and small tears fell in gusts and swirling vortices from that somber dome— sobbing as though its heart might break. But this overhanging giant canopy was not virile enough, for so great a display of energy, to continue for any protracted length of time, and, as if exhausted, it made a rapid—tired diminuendo. Again it settled to its ceaseless indifferent role—lugubrious, depressing and subduingly dispiriting. —Emil Schultz. Page Thirty-nin T II E RAN G E R January '27 Night Will Come Night will come. A thrush will call in melancholy; A breeze will waft forgotten kisses; I he stars will twinkle silver tear drops; The moon shine down cold sympathy. A heart will break; Night will go. —Gertrude Ratliff. I Wonder rile moon is far too pale tonight, 1 hat tiny star no longer bright, rhe wild rose perfume bitter sweet, The breeze; broken vows repeat. Ibis garden, dear, was once so fair; Now something—something haunts the air. I wonder why it is like this. I wonder; is it you I miss? —Gertrude Ratliff. Dream Fashioned by a fairy’s wand Tinted with coral dawn ; Rosy, fragile, precious bit Fleet as a frightened fawn. Tip-toe on a fleecy cloud In the azure blue above. Adrift, just barely out of grasp; Like sweet half-conquered love. —Gertrude Ratliff. Page Forty January '27 T II E RANGER Last Minute Christmas Shopping CALORY BE! The belated check had arrived. Oh—what a relief— y but! there were only two days until Christmas and there were at least fifty “dear ones to remember. The thought of last minute Christmas shopping had always appealed to me as a lark, hut when I faced the real thing the rosy hues faded, leaving a queer sensation in the pit of my stomach. How I longed to join the “ghostly ranks for just three days. The desire to have my name in the funeral notices was not, however, strong enough to overcome my desire to read the column, so, grabbing my wraps and smiling grimly, I started out—Christmas shopping. I boarded what is commonly termed a crowded street car, but in my opinion, I ventured forth in a hazardous human jungle. After being stepped on, sat on, and mauled about in various ways for half an hour, I succeeded, but with no'apparent grace, in ringing a bell. The car stopped, and I was shoved off the car and into a street cobwebbcd with autos and pedestrians. At last I reached a department store, but the doorway resembled more nearly the entrance to a “free coffee and sinker joint” than that of a respectable retail house. 1 wanted to purchase first a game of “Pit for a small neighbor boy. Card tables were on the seventh floor and it never occurred to me that cards might not be with them, so 1 cheerfully squeezed into an elevator to be jostled about by several “lightweights”. Upon reaching mv destination, I was informed by a floorwalker that cards were on the first floor. Thrills of joy! I endured that awful sinking sensation while other “carefree” shoppers bumped their ways on and off the elevator at seven different stops. I found the card counter, after much clever maneuvering, only to he told that children’s card games such as “Pit” were on the fifth floor. Kind fate! Since my digestive organs refused to permit another elevator jaunt, I hied me to the escalator. The moving stairway terminated at the third floor and there, evidently awaiting me, stood a small child in a state of alarm because “Muvver was losted.” Most cheerfully I lifted the trembling cherub and made my way back to the “I ost and Found department on the first floor! After depositing my bundle of weeps, I wearily made my way to the fifth floor. 1 slipped, slid and jostled my way to the game counter and actually purchased “Pit”. Only forty-nine selections yet to make! So I went on with my task, silently blessing the day that little neighbor boy saw light. 1 managed, though I could not tell how, to get all my buying done that day. With weary feet, a half-hearted joy that the labor was finished, and a volume of rather questionable English filling my mind almost to the point of falling from my tongue, 1 arrived home, a physical and mental wreck, vowing that it was the last time 1 should ever be a victim of last minute Christmas shopping. —Gertrude Ratliff. Pag Forty-on T HE R ANGER January '21 Love’s Blossoms Were I a painter, I would trace On canvas one most handsome face Crowned with a mass of waving hair, Cheeks that with sunset’s blush compare, A smile whose gallant, worldy air Entices one to dare to care, And eyes that seem, as one draws near, Like stars of midnight, bright and clear. Then when the picture fair was done, And worth the notice of someone, I’d part with it, without regret, For just as much as I could get. —Gertrude Ratliff. Pate Forty-two T H E R A N G E R January 27 Robert Hun sly, internationally famed as a band leader and pianist, has made a most wonderful treatise, astounding in its profundity, on the subject of spaghetti. Before reading this, it is necessary that one should know that several years ago, Mr. Hunsly, while dining in a cafe in Rome, got into a heated argument with an Italian, also a noted pianist and composer, concerning the authorship of Yes, fVe Have No Bananas. The argument was settled by Mr. Hunsly's being gagged and hog tied with the spaghetti, heretofore floating in his soup bowl, and afterwards being thrown in the basement. During the process of freeing himself, Mr. Hunsly destroyed an excellent set of false teeth, consigned all Italians to the seven devils, and ruined a perfectly good temper. Now, read on: On Eating Spaghetti SPAGHETTI is the bane of civilized existence. If it were not for spaghetti, life would be blissful indeed. The inventor of this disagreeable food was probably executed by the enraged people when they discovered the characteristics of the invention. Everyone knows that spaghetti is disliked, not because of its taste, but because of its slippery, elusive qualities. The phrase “grasp the subject” cannot apply to spaghetti, because it is impossible to grasp it, by main force or otherwise. It is a problem that should be studied from the scientific viewpoint, and is worthy of the consideration of the greatest scientists and thinkers. Someone should offer a substantial prize to the person who invents the best instrument to manipulate spaghetti effectively. The winner should be entitled to a place in the Hall of Fame as a benefactor of humanity. If a hostess has a grudge against someone, she should give a formal dinner, to which the unhappy individual is invited. Then a large dish of spaghetti should be placed before the guest. I he hostess may have ample revenge by watching the victim experiment with knives, forks, spoons, pliers, pipe wrenches and other mechanical tools, then turn fiery red with embarrassment. Finally, the victim has either an epileptic fit or nervous prostration. Spaghetti should have a consistency which would permit it to be tightly wound on a large wooden roller, or spool. It could be cooked and placed on the table still wound. The consumer could insert the free end of the spaghetti in his mouth, and, by creating a vacuum with the same organ, unroll the spaghetti from the spool, simultaneously masticating the spaghetti. Such an arrangement would greatly expedite the eating of spaghetti. It has been proved that spaghetti is a national menace. Until it is completely abolished, let us remember the proverb, “Only clowns eat spaghetti.” Forty-jour January ’27 T HE RANGER Preparation-The Zero Hour The Night Before the Storm IT WAS a mid-term Wednesday morning, and the Roosevelt auditorium was bulging with the burden of the surging student body, and resounding with their prosperous chatter. Some of the students were speculating as to what was to be served up to them for that day, while others were uttering protesting grumbles about the important work they would have done; but the majority had grouped themselves in little cliques to discuss all that was discussable. Promptly a submerged request was heard to issue from near the piano at the side of the platform. In response to this a handful of seventh term boys jumped up and walked breezily over to a gravity-defying stack of books on the window sill. The fate of that day’s assembly was exposed. T he hubbub continued unabashed excepting that it grew more intense in the immediate vicinity of the boys, who were now going down the aisles handing out the books to their ever-growing list of professed friends. The voice, which had by this time been recognized as belonging to Mr. Getz, complemented bv comparative silence on the part of the majority of the student body, then earnestly inquired if anyone had got by mistake the elusive piano score. In response a sharp-eyed student walked over and aroused the battered score book from its favorite window sill. Shortly, Mr. Getz was heard to announce, “We shall first sing number 128.” His words were followed by the rustling of pages, and the confusion of the audience, which had gone into a heated debate as to “What page did he say?” At last from way down in the corner the antique chest which is still called “the piano was heard to respond to the skilled coaxing of its mistress. The tumultuous student body composed itself into its most romantic mood. The able director gave a significant gesture, and the pioneering piano was reinforced and submerged by five hundred blended voices singing once again the story of some old Southern romance. T hose who have been arraigned by Mr. Fry for diverse offenses will, no doubt, give vengeful demonstrations of fiendish glee at the prospect of his being scolded, yes, actually scolded. The tale of his trouble follows: It was during the last football season that the sedan containing our principal and several of the football men was rolling through the streets en route to a football game. As the car reached an intersection, a pretty red light went on, but Mr. Fry, not attracted in the least by its beauty, failed to stop. On reaching the other side of the intersection he inquired whether or not the little red light had been visible. He was soon put right in the matter by a burly, bumptious bluecoat, who, stepping up to the side of the car, shouted in a gruff voice, “What in the wide, wide world do you mean by running past my stop signal ?” Mr. Fry, in a civil tone, replied that he didn’t notice it, but this answer did not seem to appease the portly minion of the law who, snarling, said: “How are you able to sit there and tell me, an intelligent officer of the law, that you did not deliberately pass that stop signal ? For exactly what reason do you suppose that it was placed there? For evil law-breakers to rush past Pagf Forty-five T HE RANGER January '27 madly? A thousand times no! I have a mind to transport you to yon station house.” At about this time the humor of the situation began to penetrate the audience. “So, after deliberately breaking the laws of your fair city, you laugh about it! Y’our conduct towards an officer is infamous! Why are you so silent ?” “Why, I’m merely waiting until you’re angry enough to take me to the station,” replied Mr. Fry in a soothing tone. “Angry enough! So it is necessary for me to became infuriated before taking anyone to the magistrate. We will hie ourselves hither at this very moment!’ Here the ireful member of the city’s finest made a motion as if to take car and occupants to the station. “Have you no alibi? Here I give you, man to man, a chance to make an alibi and you do not take it. Such vile ingratitude. No alibi-----------!” “I shall not take you to the station house this time,” withdrawing his empty hand from the side of the machine, “but the next time that I catch you passing my signal I shall see to it that you are incarcerated within the grim walls of the city bastille! Get thee hence!” So saying, he wheeled and made for another luckless and possibly more lucrative motorist. Giving the acid-tongued traffic cop, for so it seemed to be, a meaning glance, Mr. Fry stepped on the starter and the sedan rolled on. —Gordon Anderson. Our Band AS 1 HE RES I LT of a strange caprice of the wheel of Fortune, Roosevelt finds itself in possession of a band. Owing to the severe training administered by the organizer, Mr. Robert E. Hunsly, the band is now capable of playing, with a certain degree of harmony, such compositions as “Mary Had a Little Lamb” and “Ha, Ha, Hlack Sheep, Have You Any Wool?” It is rumored that the musicians have been requested to orchestrate at football games in which the Roosevelt team participates. Undoubtedly such a request is a most brilliant piece of strategy, since the opposing teams, never having been exposed to such caterwauling as is produced by our band, will inevitably stampede. (“Chromatic tortures soon shall drive them hence.”) The rumor also states that instead of the crowd’s cheering when a plaver has been mangled, the band will play an appropriate selection. (Suggestion: “Nearer My God to Thee.”) Mr. Hunsly encountered numerous difficulties in collecting his band. I he chiefest among these was the financial proposition. However, after cleaning out the treasury, he went down to Front Street and, with the help of Mr. I avlor, purchased several Jews’ harps, one or two harmonicas and a pitch-pipe. Later he plans to obtain a barrel organ and a watchman’s rattle, together with a calliope and a set of bagpipes. The latter, he hopes, will complete the armament. So do we. Pat' Forty-six January '27 T U E R A N G E R The Saxophone EVER SINCE little Ronny Benton, the angel of the neighborhood, acquired a saxophone, I have endured endless misery. The unhappy event occurred this way: Ronney’s mother, our next-door neighbor, found the little sweetheart one night a-blowing on an old tin pipe at a charivari. 'The rapt expression on his face startled her, she said. But, on reflection, she had decided that that expression was only to be expected since she, herself, professed musical ability when she was young. I think she played a harmonica, or was it a ukulele? Well, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, twelve-year-old Ronny received his saxophone. A saxophone, if played by a talented musician, is not wholly painful to the hearer, providing he can sleep through all stormy outbursts. But, alas, when an uninstructed boy of twelve is permitted the freedom of manipulating one, the effect is worse than awful. The sound resembles the combination of the moo of a cow, the blaa of a sheep, and the squalls of a baby. Add to this the metallic sound of a tin dishpan, and there is the wonderful modern discovery that would surely rouse the envy of King I utankahman if he could but see it. Sometimes the saxophone is a squawking hen; another time it is a grunting pig. Like combination salad, the saxophone upsets my equilibrium. In the morning, with the rivalry of the washing machine, vacuum sweeper, and phone, the saxophone troubles me not. And I can stand being “tooted at” in the afternoon, since the harmony proves a valuable remedy in repulsing talkative visitors. But a saxophone at night, when I m trying to sleep, arcuses all my brutal instincts. And late at night is the only time Ronny plays it. It seems that Ronny’s saxophone, being naturally obstinate, plays better at night. At least Mrs. Benton stated that fact when a polite and cool committee of four visited her. But I have my doubts, because I know Ronny. Whatever the case, I wake up seven nights every week to listen to the agony of a brass instrument called a saxophone. Because of these pleasant nights I no longer wonder at insanity. I now wonder why more people do not lose their reason. Indeed, if Ronny does not give up his darling saxophone, I’m afraid I will be as crazy as the man who invented it. Of course, I wish to say nothing in depreciation of modern civilization with its accompaniment of useful luxuries, for, in many respects, the world has progressed since ancient times. But, somehow, the saxophone does not impress me as an improvement. No educated man claims that the saxophone excels the lyre which was used by the Greeks so long ago. I hose comparatively ancient instruments, the violin and the harp, greatly surpass in sweet melodiousness and richness of tone our modern brass horn. And, queer though it may seem, people appear to have been quite happy in olden times without the saxophone. T he violin was silly enough for them. As a result there were fewer suicides then than now. And so I think that saxophones should be played in public only by talented musicians, while those learning should practice alone in the great open spaces. —Jean Kalmbach. Pair Forty-seven T HE R ANCER January 21 Current Events During the latter part of November the Hon. Arthur Morey had the dire misfortune, due to a little overwork, of losing the use of a set of his vocal chords. Alex Orr has requested that he be put on the Ranger staff next term so that his hair may turn white with worry. (Mr. Orr has been heard to say that this is the last remedy he will ever try.) So far he has experimented with 'fanlac, cod liver oil and sulphuric acid, all to no avail. The cafeteria has consented to serve tea and biscuits to Miss Cartmell’s third and seventh period English classes in an attempt to alleviate the nervous tension brought about by the rigorous course of debating that is being administered. Sad to relate, the school orchestra is dying a lingering, albeit, silent death. The end is expected any moment now. Mr. Bailey, the guiding star and general overseer of the outfit, states that ever since someone assassinated the saxophone players, abducted three fiddlers and scuttled the piano, the constitution of the organization has become visibly weakened. Complications have set in and started the whole thing on the downward path. It is expected that the end of the year will see the last of the celebrations of our orchestra’s finish and make its existence a thing of the turbulent past. The ancient maxim A friend in need is a friend in deed,” has become the object of Don McMillan’s bitterest and most caustic sarcasm. The fact that several “friends in need have tapped him for a corresponding number of financial boosts might be offered in explanation of his soured state. For a period of several weeks during the past term Miss Cartmell made a fighting effort to dissuade members of the seventh term class from using the expression “1 think.” Miss Cartmell has long been recognized as a staunch and conscientious supporter of the undiluted truth. It has been noticed by several of the more observant minds of this institution of learning that the age of library gossip has passed. Whether its passing has been brought about by the increasing austerity and severity of the librarian, or by the numerous imperative notices from the office, is not known. It is known, however, that a rather surprising change has taken place, inasmuch as there has dawned upon us an era of office gossip of the most thick and mysterious type. Startling as it may seem, an ordinary person (i. e., a student) is unable to get even the slightest expression of attention on entering that abode of authority known as the office in the A. M., since, between the hours of 8:30 and 10:00 there is inevitably being conducted a review of somebody’s family history, a debate on the possibility of eliminating Christmas Day, or a discussion of somebody’s delinquent vital organs (preferably the speaker’s). Note—The latter is most frequent, since the majority of the faculty is composed of the gentler sex. Ehe S. R. council is contemplating the making of a request asking the faculty to arrive at 7:30 a. m. in order that the office might be free for general use by 9:00 or 9:30. Page Forty-eight January ’21 T E R A N G E R Football from the Grandstand ON the memoriably roriferous day of November in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and twenty-six, I had the pleasure of being present at a football game. Having arrived at the lists and discovered a location favorable to an appreciable degree of quiescence I proceeded, as a means of recreation, to calculate the precipitation per second of water on the field. To do so was a matter of rarest simplicity, since the young lady sitting behind me was brandishing an umbrella with eight prongs which were (by way of more complete explanation) of the most formidable type. Of the approximate six and a half square feet of umbrella surface, there was drained from each of the eight prongs equal volumes of water. Inasmuch as each and every drop of the deluge of one prong was roaring like a cataract down the back of my neck, I was soon in possession of enough data to complete my calculation. Unfortunately, I was rudely interrupted by the young lady’s throwing her umbrella in the air as the opposing teams made their appearance and rowed to the middle of the field. As soon as the coaches of the respective teams had distributed the life preservers all seemed in readiness until a loud dispute arose among the footballers, which I later learned to have consisted of an opposition of certain members of both teams to the referee’s right to umpire, since it was rumored that at one time or another that gentleman had been accused of committing assault and battery on a longshoreman. It was finally decided that a referee of more'culture and gentlemanly bearing should be asked to function in the present gentleman’s stead. This decision caused a delay of half an hour, during which I heard such remarks as boo,” “osky wow wow” and “So’s your old man.” Someone on my right of obviously more educational and advanced tastes dolefully remarked: “My lips are wet. my throat is cold, my garments are all dank. The remark was, to say the least, quite appropriate. On the appearance of the new referee hostilities finally started. Since I paid the strictest of attention to the whole thing, I will possibly be of great service to those not well versed in the subject of football. In a very few seconds I divined the primary object of the pastime; namely, to select an opponent, take a flying leap in his direction and bear him to the ground. At this juncture it seems necessary for one of the teams to hold a conference. (Note—Probably for the purpose of revising the constitution. Many clubs and societies derive endless pleasure from such sport.) The conference ordinarily lasts no longer than an hour. At its termination, the referee is awakened and hostilities recommence. The ball is handed to someone who runs a short distance, carefully places it on the ground before him and later lies down on it. It is customary that at this moment members of the opposing team should deposit themselves on top of the unlucky individual with the ball as quietly and with as little violence as possible. The poor fellow’s team-mates, not to be excluded from such a divine pleasure, immediately follow suit. Consequently in a fraction of a second the unfortunate possessor of the ball finds himself forced to sustain a gravitation of approximately three thousand pounds. (For a certainty, if, at another time, the individual had been requested to carry the piano upstairs he would have declared himself physically unfit for such a strenuous exercise.) Unfortunately, I found it extremely difficult to decide what the use of the football might be. When I broached the subject with a fellow witness Pate Forty-nine THE RANGER January 27 I received such an uncivil and disquieting reply that again I felt the necessity of drawing my own conclusions. Indeed, I can theorize no other reason for its presence than that of forming a shock absorber for the enthusiast who finds himself at the base of the human pyramid. Once more I found myself confronted bv a difficult question, i. e., that of obtaining points. Not being inclined to subject myself to any further insolence on the part of my neighbor, or anyone else, I again relied on my own capable perceptions. The number of points due to a side, I am positive, is determined by the number and consequence of injuries inflicted on the opposite side. Thus, if at the end of the game it is found that on Team A there are three cases of the measles, two fractured skulls, a broken leg and a misplaced eyebrow, while on 'Team B there are only two cases of bronchial asthma, a chronic example of the whooping cough, together with an instance of housemaid’s knee, Team B wins, since Team As injuries are obviously more potent. Every time a player was injured I noticed that a gentleman who was continually working himself into a frenzy bordering on apoplexy would inquire for the unfortunate’s name, and immediately commence to lead it in a frantic cheering. Eventually I concluded my calculations and arose to leave. As I reached the street the air was shattered by the cheer of a crazed crowd. No doubt someone had broken his neck. Our Cafeteria THE SCHOOL BOARD has decreed that it is necessary for the student bodies of the various high schools to conduct their own canteens, faking into consideration the Roosevelt Cafe’s daily turnover of several thousand dollars, school officials deemed it proper to create a board of directors, general manager, treasurer, and all the rest of the platoon necessary to discharge the business of a huge concern. As have most large companies, the Roosevelt cafeteria has a research laboratory all to itself. Through the efforts of this division it has been discovered that “bigger and better brown beans” of an unusual quality can be secured by pickling the ordinary Mexican jumping bean in a mixture of hydrochloric acid and a solution of hydrogen sulphide for a period of three weeks. Several patrons of the victual establishment have urged that this var'ety of bean be employed as an improvement on the present selection. Ehe research department has also established the fact that a mixture of calcium hydroxide (slaked lime) and water, with a few vegetables and a piece of cowhide makes an excellent clam chowder. The cafeteria authorities, however, hesitated to utilize such in place of the present substitute, because of the fact that its superior nutritive qualities would be too much of a change from the old, and might thus cause serious cases of indigestion among customers. I’cgf Fifty January '27 T HE RANGER On Drinking Fountains EVERYBODY' drinks. This fact is accepted by all. Everybody must drink; and. accordingly, fountains are put in convenient places. There are some who know their use, but others seem to regard them as repositories for gum, notes, pins and whatever else of which they might wish to dispose. It is a queer fact that, when in their homes, these selfsame people are usually the most careful of their property. They become quite vexed at having any of their belongings touched, but some even come to school and leave gum in the water fountains. It would not be quite so bad if all these people would patronize the same fountain; but it seems that they enjoy seeing the results of their thoughtlessness, and, in every fountain, recognize a piece of gum as the one which they masticated cnly a short time before. Has it occurred to you, gentle reader, that yearly over twenty tons of gum, fourteen tons of paper, seven tons of apple cores, and two tons of toothpicks are taken from high school drinking fountains? Do you realize that out of this enormous amount of rubbish only three tons of gum, six tons of paper and a quarter of a ton of toothpicks were reclaimed ? Easily thirty per cent more could he saved were it not for the dampness of the fountains. Therefore it behooves you, fastidious reader, to throw your rubbish in dry places. Possibly school boards seeing how artistically fountains are decorated will install marble ones to which the gum may adhere much better. Let us hope so! An Auspicious Auspice AT THE beginning of this term, as I felt the decrepidness of seniority engulfing me, I wondered dismally if any of the freshmen were truly eligible to join the distinguished ranks of the High, Mighty, and Extensive Order of Rooseveltian Impossibles. I had heard faint murmurings and rumblings of the apparent wisdom and intelligence of the new generation. Was the society destined to a peaceful decease? Furrowing my hitherto unlined brows with thought, I worried deeply. One misty evening in November, queer that I can’t remember which, I stood dejectedly near a massive pillar of Roosevelt’s portico. I was speculating sadly on the possible whereabouts and invisible virtues of my parasol when a minute individual came scurrying out of the building. His face was ten times longer and more woe-begone than, 1 flattered myself, mine could ever be, so I chuckled. He paused and gazed at me for an awkwardly long period. “Have you seen my parasol? I call him Toto,’’ I inquired politely. “Eh?—no,” he replied in a slightly inharmonious treble and started on. Not to be daunted I persisted, “But you must have. You seem to be looking for something.’’ His pedal movements ceased and again he peered at me. Finally he proclaimed in a high accusing tone, I’ve lost my glasses.”(Continued on next Page Pate Fijty-ons THE RANGER January '27 'I don’t have them.” I snapped. “Perhaps, though, I can help you find them,” I offered lamely. Slowly he inspected me from head to foot. “Have you ever seen a wood rat?” he asked suddenly. “What does that have to do with me?” I thundered irritably and advanced threateningly toward him. After a pause he answered in a tired voice, “I’m sure I don’t know, do you: “Where did you leave your glasses?” I questioned. “On a bench in our basement.” “Why don’t you go home and get them?” “Mother saw a wood rat down there yesterday.” And he started to leave. You aren’t afraid of wood rats, are you? They’re harmless,” I said with a pleasant feeling of superiority. “No—I suppose I’m not. My great grandfather wasn’t.” With this doubtful reply he vanished in a flurry of rain. My wandering Toto forgotten, I turned up my coat collar and sallied out in the rain. Mv mind was at rest. The High, Mighty, and Extensive Order of Rooseveltian Impossibles would continue to flourish long after my decease. Jean Kalmbach. A Source of Irritation I1”S modern music, jazz in other words. Such a blast of noises and the antics that go with them are more appropriately attributed to the taste of Africans than to the more civilized Americans. It is most aggravating to think that one must listen just because he is unfortunate enough to live during the age of jazz. Three pianos, half a dozen ukes, as many more radios, victrolas galore, and two aspiring saxophonists all in one neighborhood. 1 ask you, how could any one be expected to retain his placidity when they are invariably being made use of at the same time? True music lovers regret that Beethoven, Bach, and other beloved masters can not live again. But is it not better that they can not be tortured through night (often after night) by the wild sounds emitted by the popular jazz artists of today? Their intentions are always of the best, but I find it impossible to study at home. These modern tunes are so catchy. It’s asking entirely too much of a person to concentrate in one room while in the very next these refrains are coaxing him to dance or attempt to sing. If anyone asks me if I like jazz, I answer, “No!” There is nothing restful about this type of music; yet I hum the latest songs. I find it very disconcerting to think that it invariably takes my mind off of my work whenever I hear it. I prefer classical music; yet I cannot resist the jazz. This type of music is the symbol of the twentieth century. Everybody seems to keep time even in everyday experiences. We’re always going some place, and we’re always in a hurry. I belong to this century, so I dance and sing wondering all the while why I couldn’t have lived during another age. Vatf Fijty-ttco T ll E R A N G E R January ’27 The Student Body Council President...... Finance......... Literary....... Athletics...... Music.......... Public IFel fare ........Bill Davis ......Karn Nelson Gwendolyn Stevens ....Elrey Jeppeson .....Sybil Knowles .....Edward Brown The Roosevelt Student Body is an organization of the students themselves. At its head is the Student Body Council, which consists of the president and five commissioners, who are elected each semester. 'The duties of the Student Body Council, which is divided into five departments, each headed by its commissioner, are to promote and supervise extra-curricular activities and to give the student body a sense of unity. The purpose of this organization of the school, as a whole, is to foster a greater school spirit and to give to the students practical experience in governing and managing their own activities. At the frequent council meetings new suggestions for improving and creating an interest in the school life are constantly being brought up and considered. One of the latest and most interesting of these is a plan whereby the Student Body Council will foster and present, at the weekly assembly on Wednesdays, programs given by the students themselves. This plan is most commendable, for it both creates a greater interest in the assemblies and brings to the fore the talent possessed by the school. The more prominent activities conducted by the organization during the past term have been: a paper drive, the student body dance and the Roosevelt Day program. The school cafeteria, which heretofore was privately managed, has been turned over to the student body to manage. 'The more direct management, however, is vested in a committee elected from among the students. 'The members of the Student Body Council for the past term are to be commended for their efficient administration and for their willingness to do what is best for the school. Pate Fifty-four January 27 T HE RANGER The Band The past term has proven a very active one for the music enthusiasts of Roosevelt. In the early mid-term a band Was organized, a new musical venture for Rooseveltians. This hand has shown much enthusiasm from the start, and, at the present time, is developing rapidly both as to its harmony and as to its numbers. In order to give the band a complete instrumentation, the student body purchased seme instruments and contemplates buying more. In this band only percussion and wind instruments are used. At present the enrollment numbers eighteen pieces, with five cornets, four saxophones, three altos, one clarinet, one trombone, one baritone, one bass and drums. However, it is anticipated that a larger number of players will be enrolled next semester. The band, with Robert Hunsley as director and Mr. Taylor as faculty advisor, has practiced faithfully, and will soon be able to play for school affairs. v!.’j r ; •. • Page Fifty-five THE RANGER January 27 The Operetta ON the evenings of November 23 and 24 the Roosevelt High School Glee Clubs, assisted by intra-scholar orchestral talent, presented in the Roosevelt Auditorium the musical comedy “Sailor Maids”, by Charles Ross Chaney. The cast, composed of sixty students, was under the combined direction of Miss Hollenbeck and Mr. Getz. 'The plot, which involves the age-old entanglements of mistaken identity, centers about Francis Marie, a lighthouse keeper’s daughter. Her engagement to her lover, whom she has not seen for eight years, is to be announced at her eighteenth birthday party that evening. However, when Francis Marie finds she has been lavishing her affections upon a strange yachtsman instead of her old lover, the plot becomes one of comedy rather than one of romance. Resides having an excellent plot, “Sailor Maids” also had a bewitching musical motive. The solos and the duets, of which there were many, were equally as delightful as the choruses. Much credit was due Mr. Randolph Howard who arranged the musical score for the orchestra and thereby gave to the vocalist pleasing accompaniment. The motive was one which suggested the jolly seashore, and the songs were lilting jocund melodies. A most entertaining interlude was the sailor’s hornpipe danced by members of the chorus, whom Miss Heiser obligingly coached. This operetta differed from its predecessors in that it was in modern dress and required neither the making of elaborate costumes nor intricate stage properties. However, the costumes were effective and added much to the charm and the atmosphere of the program. The stage scenery and lighting effects, although comparatively simple, were most artistic. Much credit was due to the cooperation of Miss Coble and her art class which made this success possible. The construction and management of the stage was supervised by Lloyd Heggbloom. Probably as much heroism and ingenuity was shown by the instrumental division of the staff as in any other part although, no doubt, there were many Pate Fifty-six T II E R A N G E R January '27 untold tales of resourcefulness in other phases of the work. Sailor Maids ’ was the first operetta to be presented at Roosevelt to orchestral accompaniment. This feature was made possible only by a vast amount of ingenuity and capability on the part of those few who arose to meet the emergency; musical plays of this type do not have the orchestral score arranged for them. For those numbers which were not practical for orchestra accompaniment the able pianist was given an opportunity for displaying her excellent work. Although the school orchestra did not officially play for the operetta, many of its members voluntarily offered their services along with the services of the volunteers. The cast, which was drawn from the enrollment of the Girls’ Glee Club and the Boys’ Glee Club, was comparatively large. .The chorus was especially well coached both as to its singing and as to its acting, while the more important characters were well suited for their parts and likewise were deftly coached. The many solo and duet parts which this operetta required of its leading characters were all gems of unprofessional art. The speaking parts were well handled and vied with the music in their entertaining qualities. The Roosevelt Student Body and the appreciative patrons of the community unanimously acclaimed the operetta to be a noteworthy achievement. The full worth of the success of this creditable activity can only be grasped when an insight upon the many staggering obstacles to be overcome in the presentation of an effort of this kind is had. No doubt the school and its patrons would support and greatly enjoy having an operetta made part of the annual school traditions. CAST Cyrus Templeton, the lighthouse keeper................Andrew Kullberg Frances Marie, his daughter............................Marie Prudham Jeanette Spencer, a friend of Frances Marie.............Gladys Shank Olga, the Swedish housekeeper..................................Evelyn Oman Captain Dover, a retired sea captain.....................Ivor Swanson Edward, his son...................................................Roy Marvin Gerald Kennedy, an admirer of Frances Marie..............Dan Haworth David Kern, a yachtsman..............................Dallard Whitmore Pair Fifty-srvsn T E R A N G E R January ’27 Boys’ Glee Club President....................................Dan Howarth ice President..........................Gordon Anderson Treasurer..................................Doyle Picg During the past term the Boys’ Glee Club has come well to the tore among the organizations of Roosevelt. I he Boys’ Glee Club is a rapidly growing organization comprised of thirty boys, many of whom are the live charter members who have developed the club from its rather dubious beginning just a year ago into the going body which it has become. The Boys Glee Club, under the able direction of Mr. Getz, is primarily an organization for those boys who desire to enjoy the good times and the pleasant work with its rich reward which such an organization affords. I he Bovs’ Glee Club, after long holding the student body in eager anticipation, made its first public appearance, and incidentally its first triumph, when it presented in conjunction with the Girls’ Glee Club the operetta “Sailor Maids. 1 he great value of this triumph can be measured only when one considers the appalling difficulties to be surmounted in overcoming the extreme dislike of many vocalists (usually of the male variety) to sing when there is a feminine audience. The Boys’ Glee Club augmented the Girls’ Glee Club in presenting the annual Christmas Cantata. This program met with much acclamation from the community, as well as from the student body. The Christmas Cantata, as presented by the Girls’ Glee Club, has long been an integral part of the community’s annual Christmas observation, but with the united resources of the two glee clubs its part is becoming even greater. I he Orchestra Orchestra Leader................................Mr. Bayley Student Leader................................Floyd Ketel 1 he orchestra is composed of students who arc able to play some instrument and who desire to take their music seriously enough to spend many long, though fascinating, periods practicing together. The orchestra, this term, has eighteen members, of whom ten plav violins, one viola, three trumpets, one bass, one saxophone, one trombone and one piano. These players have faithfully practiced on Tuesdays and Thursdays through the whole term. Although the orchestra has given no program officially within the past term, they have been hard at work improving themselves and keeping in trim for all emergencies which might arise. In spite of its comparatively small size, the orchestra has done and can be depended upon to do excellent work. Certainly such energy and enthusiasm as this group displays is an inspiration and a great benefit to all of its members, not only in their music, but also in their other activities. The student body as a whole appreciates the orchestra, both for the excellent reputation which it has established and for the fine talent and loyalty which its earnest members display. K Page Fifty-eight January ’27 THE RANGER The Girls’ Glee Club President...............................Th ELM a Brusch Librarian..............................Karen Rasm USSEN THP2 GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB is Roosevelt’s largest and most pretentious organization. The past season, under the experienced direction of Miss Hollenbeck, has proven to have been most active. The Glee Club which is organized for the twofold purpose of creating a greater interest in music, particularly vocal, and for creating friend hip and greater sociability for its members, has long been a prominent organization of the school, and has done much toward bettering and broadening the school’s reputation. However, the organization has quite evidently not ascended to its maximum predominance as it is more enthusiastic than ever and semi-annually more than replacing its loss through graduation. The work of greatest importance musically during the past term was the operetta “Sailor Maids” which the Girls’ Glee Club with the aid of the Boys’ Glee Club presented at two evening performances the latter part of November. This was a most elaborate production requiring the cast, which included all the members of both Glee Clubs, to devote every school evening for three weeks, in its preparation. Several selections from this operetta were given over the radio, before the St. Johns Community Club, and before the George School Parent Teachers. During the Christmas season the united Glee Clubs presented a Christmas cantata. The carols which were sung at this time were both beautiful and appropriate. For the commencement exercises the girls sang Braugham’s “Around the Gypsy Fire”. The Boys’ Gym Leaders Club President........................Alvan VANDERWALD Vice President.......................Wesley Fock Secretary-Treasurer..................Cyril M ITCH EL The Boys’ Gym Leaders Club is Roosevelt’s newest organization. Although it has long been the custom to have student leaders for all the gym classes, not until this term have they enjoyed any organization. 'These boys, of whom four are appointed semi-annually for each one of the gym classes, are expected not only to be efficient in their gym work, but also to improve their capability by attending monthly a special gym leaders’ class, conducted by Mr. Krone in the Benson gymnasium. The purpose of this organization is to create a greater interest in the leaders’ work and to give to them an opportunity for co-operation. 'The duty of the members of this body is to assist Mr. Gallo in conducting his gym classes. Next semester this group will be of much assistance to their instructor in conducting his popular gym tests. 'These tests are given for the purpose of determining the student’s ability and for comparing his work with that of others. As yet this organization has given officially no public exhibitions. However, it is still in the bud stage of its existence, and, no doubt, has an interesting future before it. Pate Fifty-nine The Girls’Gym Leaders Club President.......................Pauline Nelson Secretary...........................Gayle Reed I he Girls’ Gym Leaders Club is an organization of the leaders of all the girls’ gym classes. In order to become leaders and be eligible to this club, the girls are required to have G average or better in all their subjects, and to be apt in their gym work. The duty of the gym leaders, of whom there are three or four in each gym class, is to assist their instructor, Miss Hcizer. I he purpose of the Girls’ Gym Leaders Club is to create a greater interest in the gym work and to place a greater valuation on the office of being a gym leader. 'The girls expect soon to have a regular gym leader insignia, instead of the arm bands which they are wearing at present. Although the girls have made no public appearance this term, they are expected to be ready at all times to prepare and present programs for such occasions as open house and Roosevelt Day Pageant. Page Six tv January 27 THE RANGER Latin Club Jupiter... Juno..... Clio..... Minerva. Diana..... A polio.... Ceres.... Bacchus.. Fen us... Mercury Advisor.. ...John Holland ...Sybil Knowles Bernice Johnson ...Evelyn Oman .Marie Prudham .......Leon Ray .....Ruth Clark ....Robert Currier .....Gayle Reed .....Harold Rose ...Miss Hunkins The Ne Plus Ultra, more familiarly renowned as the Latin Club, is a very prosperous organization which, under the able direction of its advisor, is constantly progressing. This organization is particularly noted for the novelty of its meetings and for its custom of conferring upon its officers the names of the major Roman gods and goddesses rather than having the customary type of governing officials. The purpose of this organization is to promote a greater interest in the customs of the ancient Romans and to have good times while doing it. The Latin Club held three important meetings during the past term. At the first one a large class of neophytes was converted into the order and the installation of the gods and goddesses was held. At the December meeting the two-act play, “On the Road to Parnassus,” was presented. Phis play, which was the dramatization of the fate of a crowd of modern youths who tried to modernize Mount Olympus, offered many opportunities for excellent character portrayals, an art at which the Latin Club dramatists have become very apt. At the last meeting of the term a group of classical readings, together with the play, “Ira Nympharum,” formed the center of interest. The play, which centered about the fate of a modern boy whose scientific point of view caused him to scoff at the gods and goddesses, was given with the usual verve of the Latinists. Pag Sixty-ons 7 II h R A . (, A R_____________________________________ January ’21 Hi-Y President...............................Gordon Anderson I ice President...............................Bill Davis Secretary.......................................Ed Brown Treasurer.....................................Jack H arris Editor.....................................Richard Klahn THL ROOSEV EL 1 HI-Y, which is under the patronage of the Y. M. C. A., is a utilitarian organization whose membership is conscripted lrom the boys of the Roosevelt student body. From the fact that membership in this organization appeals most particularly to the energetic, industrious type of boy the Hi-Y is well stocked with live wires. As advisor this organization has been very fortunate in having Mr. R. G. Brand. The office of advisor, upon which depends the unity of the organization, and which has been filled most admirably by Mr. Brand for the past several term., has become one of great value under his direction. The purpose of the organizat.on is to give service to the school and its community. The dut.es of its members are to seek out and to render what services opportunity affords. During the past term, owing to the engagement of its members in the many school activities, the Hi-Y did not, as a group, accomplish its usual quota of activities. However, among the services done for the term were: their acting in the capacity of floor committee for the student body dance, the M. L. F. banquet, and the trip to Longview. The M. U. F. banquet was held at the Portland Y'. M. C. A. in December. The purpose of this banquet, which was given jointly by all the Hi-Y Clubs of the city and to which the club members invited their friends, was to assist the boys in choosing their life work. 'File Roosevelt club had a one hundred per cent attendance of members and a two hundred per cent attendance of guests, thereby breaking all previous attendance records for this annual banquet. As a result of their making such a remarkable record the Roosevelt Hi-Y was rewarded by the privilege of taking a trip to Longview where they installed a new Hi-Y chapter in the high school. Vate Sixty-two January ’27 T HE RANGER The Cafeteria At the first of the term the student body entered upon a new venture— that of managing the School Cafeteria. Every one viewed this step with interest and waited for some radical change. However, after a board of directors was elected, and after the school term was well started, the students, much to their surprise, suffered from no inconveniences. 'That no complaints have been made, and that the Cafeteria is making a monthly profit we believe proves that the students are satisfied with the Cafeteria under student management. Melphalian Club President.............................Gladys Shank Secretary.....................................Vesta Barrett Membership..................................Lucille Fisher Entertainment ......................JEAN KALMBACH Herald........................................Elsie Conklin THE MELPHALIAN CLUB, under the supervision of Miss Legcr, has spent a very enjoyable term studying drama. The club, which was primarily an organization for girls, now has an enrollment of thirty-five members. The study of the drama of the time of Shakespeare has been the important feature of each meeting throughout the term. Reports were made by various Melphalians on pre-Shakespearean drama, early comedy and early tragedy, the Shakespearean stage costumes, plays, and theatres. In order to illustrate the type of plays in vogue during the Shakespearean period, Dorothy Rose, Elsie Conklin, Lucille Fisher and Beulah Thomas presented an entertaining and instructive excerpt from “Midsummer Night’s Dream . The club, as laboratory work, has studied, arranged and executed parts of several Shakespearean plays. T hese skits have been used as practical illustrations for the reports and lectures which have been made before the club meetings. For public presentation the organization has been carefully working on the play, “Three Pills in a Bottle,” which is to be prepared for use as a request number should occasion demand, and which is to be used as an example of the high quality of workmanship maintained by the organization. Pair Sixty-tkr r January ’27 T E R A N G E R Social Sen ice President...............................Bess Willis Chairman of Entertainments...........Vesta Barrett Chairman of Emergency Room...........Marian Tufts Chairman of Locker Room...........Karen Rasmussen 1 he Social Service is a utility organization for the school; its members, of whom there are twenty, are drawn from the interested girl members of the Student Body. I he purpose of this organization is primarily to give service to the school and community and to promote among its members friendship and co-operation. The duties and activities of this group are many and varied. The girls of the Social Service are assigned different duties in the building. Some take care of the emergency room—there being one assigned to that room for each period of the day; others are assigned to duty in the girls’ locker room, where they maintain order during the noon hours, and which room they lock and unlock morning, noon and afternoon. At Christmas time many of the girls are devoting their spare time to making animal dolls, dressed dolls, and for collecting toys to send to childrens’ homes. PdC' Sixty-four January 27 THE RANGER President...... Vice President Secretary...... Treasurer...... Director....... Tri-Y SENIOR .........Bernice Johnson ............Evelyn Oman ............Sybil Knowles ............Laura Rogers ..........Mrs. J. M. Shaw President JUNIOR Eleanor Elder 1 ice President.... Irene Bragg Secretary Treasurer Director Novi a Kastor I'he Tri-Y is an organization of girls who are interested and capable of giving service to their school and community, and who appreciate and realize the benefit which they themselves receive by so doing. The Tri-Y is a Y. W. C. A. organization within the school under the supervision of adult directors, and has in its two divisions a large enrollment of members. The real object of the Tri-Y is to help its members to face life squarely and to find and give the best. With this objective, the girls have accomplished some worth-while things. Interesting programs, community services and personal development comprise the work of the past term. The two divisions of the Tri-Y are the Junior Tri-Y, which includes all girls from the first to the fifth terms, and the Senior Tri-Y, which includes all girls from the fifth to the eighth terms. Pa If Sixty-fivf T HE RANGER January 27 Fire Squad Chief........................................Horace Nash Assistant.......................................Ray Brown Assistant.............................Leonard Hoyt The Fire Squad is a utility organization of twenty-eight boys who are appointed not only to act as policemen of the fire drills, but also to study the possible fire hazards of the building with the view of eliminating or lessening them as far as practicable. The work of the Fire Squad is so divided among its assigned station men that they must, at all times, he able to get to their posts as quickly and quietly as possible. During the past term the Fire Squad has been quite active. It has conducted a vigorous campaign both by verbal appeals and by forceful compulsion to better the order of the lines during fire drill, and to shorten the record time of emptying the building. Encouraged by the theory, practice makes perfect, they are insisting that every fire drill be regarded as an important duty rather than as a recess period. The boys have advanced one step further than did their predecessors toward improving their service to the school, in that at each fire drill the hose squads are now required to take down their respective hose, a practice which had, until the last term, been almost neglected. Patt Sixty-tix TII E R A N G E R January ’27 Roosevelt Day ON OCTOBER 1, the students celebrated with much gusto the “day of days,” Roosevelt Day. The ceremonies started in the “back yard” with a football game between our valiant gridiron warriors and Hood River. After a lively battle, the score resulted in a 10 to 7 victory for the visitors, which score can be accounted for by the fact that we are always polite to our guests. After the game everyone retreated to the cafeteria, where a repast of “hot dawgs and chocolate was provided. When these “eats had been uproariously consumed and many of out precious glasses broken, the students and guests went to the auditorium. Here clever stunts were staged by the different classes, with “Mutt” Costino as Master of Ceremonies. The seventh termers captured the first prize, a box of delicious Hood River apples, with their “Every-Day Casualties in the Roosevelt Hospital Annex.” They celebrated their victory by noisily munching on these mammoth juicy apples and by disdainfully refusing a bite to those bold people who asked for one. The booby prize, one apple in a box, was awarded to the 4th term class. The judges for the occasion were Mr. Taylor, Mr. T. J. Monohan and Miss Coble. Two motion pictures were shown. Harry Langdon in “Shanghaied” and an “Aesop’s Fables comedy provided much merriment for all. Thus ended an enjoyable Roosevelt Day. —Elorenc Denton, First Term. Student Body Dance IN THE SOCIAL activities of a high school term, the most fervently anticipated affair is, undoubtedly, the Student Body Dance. The fact that this dance is, on some occasions, a masquerade, increases its popularity and adds to its social value. A masquerade dance, sponsored by the student body, was held in the auditorium on Friday evening, October 29th. The dance was so successful that those who attended, including the chaperons, freely expressed their delight in being so pleasantly entertained. On the evening of this social event, our barn-like auditorium assumed an altogether different aspect. In fact, the decorations were unique. The lamps were covered with orange and black crepe shades, made bv Miss Coble and the decoration committee. On the visible surfaces of these shades were pasted symbols of Hallowe’en, such as owls, pumpkins, witches and black cats. Connecting the lamps, in a criss-cross fashion, were orange and black streamers of crepe paper; behind the orchestra were draperies of the same color. These decorations, combined with the variety of the costumes of the dancers, furnished a weird Hallowe’en atmosphere. The dancers wore many kinds of costumes. There were pirates, peons, pierettes, orientals, 'Lurks, Spaniards, cadets, bell-boys, clowns, tramps and toreadors. Indeed, there was a representation in costume of all sects and nationalities from the Puritan Maid to Satan. Prizes for best costumes were awarded by the chaperons after they had viewed the dancers in the grand Page Sixty-sighi January ’27 T U E RANGER march. The prize for the funniest costume went to Evelyn Heinick and another who represented the Gold Dust Twins, and the prize for the best costume went to Merlin Langmack, who represented a magnificently dressed gentleman of old Spain. The music was furnished by the well-known Willoughby’s jazz orchestra, who played the latest song hits with an overflowing amount of pep and vim. At 10:45 one of the best Student Body Dances ever held at Roosevelt ended and everybody went home happy, and perhaps a little tired. Junior Prom IT IS NOT OFTEN that the Juniors of Roosevelt are favored with a Prom. To be exact, they have been so favored only once since the migration of the school from James John to Roosevelt, a period of over four years. This semester, the officers of the present enterprising Junior Classes, acting on the numerous requests for a Prom, united their efforts to secure permission and finances for a dance. They succeeded in attaining both of their aims. They gave their Junior Prom on Friday night, December 10th. One would suppose that this dance, not being supported by the whole of the student body, would lack popularity. However, the result proved to be just the opposite. The attendance was surprisingly large and varied. There were present a number of seventh and eighth termers, a nearly perfect percentage of loyal and enterprising Juniors, who aided greatly in making the Prom a success, and not a small number of lower classmen. The locally known Blue Jackets Orchestra, consisting of four pieces, our own “heap” of a piano, a drum, a banjo and a saxophone, reeled out measures and measures of welcome jazz. During the intermission, the dancers, who were enjoying the hospitality of the Juniors, were favored with deliciously flavored punch and cake. The success of this Prom was due not only to the activity of the dancers and patrons, but also to the activity of the committees. The decoration committee, consisting of Avis Irvine (chair), Laura Rogers, Alvin Yanderwall and Edward Brown, had enhanced the appearance of our “ball-room by covering the lamps with red paper on which were hung streamers of green, and by tacking cedar boughs, which gave out a very pleasant essence, along the wainscoting. The refreshment committee, consisting of Lois Chat-terton (chair), Jack Harris, Lucille Woolley and Marjorie Nelson, had prepared wonderfully flavored punch and had provided the cakes which were served at intemission. Gayle Reed was chairman of committee of finance and Velda Kelsey was chairman of committee for securing music. Each of these people also served as members of the floor committee. The patrons and patronesses who were instrumental in making the dance possible were: Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, Mr. Glenn, Mrs. Woolley, Mrs. Couch, Mrs. Dudley, Mrs. Fyron, Mrs. Wilson, Mrs. Peate, and Mrs. Whitney. The members of the faculty were: Mrs. Bowles, Miss Coble, Mr. Fry, and Mr. Kalmbach. Page Sixty-nine TIIE RAN G E R January 27 The Senior Banquet THE SEVENTH TERMERS adhered to a traditional custom when they entertained the Seniors with a banquet in the boys’ cafeteria, Wednesday evening, December 23rd. The guests were received in the assembly hall, which was comfortably furnished with davenports, divans and numerous arm-chairs. At 6:30 o’clock, they were escorted to the boys’ cafeteria, which was decorated in holly and cedar greens and in orchid and silver, the eighth term class colors. The tables were arranged to seat seventy-six persons and were lighted entirely bv candles. A strip of holly adorned the center, and at each plate there was a favor in the form of a doll, made of orchid and silver paper, with a candy sucker for a head. T he placards consisted of six-page booklets, which contained in the first page in orchid and silver: “7 and 8 Term Banquet,” and the name of the individual; on the fourth page, the menu, and on the fifth, the program. T he dinner was served in two courses. The first consisted of: Fricasse of Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, Celery, Cranberry Sauce, Olives, Carrot Sticks and Peas, Hot Biscuits and Chocolate. T he second contained Pumpkin Pie and Whipped Cream. T he program, arranged by the committee, was indeed enjoyable. It consisted of after-dinner speeches and musical numbers which included: “To Our Guests,” by Merle Harrison, president of the seventh term class; “Response,” by Warren Fairbrook, president of the Senior Class; “Jupiter Pluvius,” by Robert Currier; “Liebesfreud,” a violin solo by Henry Ellas, accompanied by Alice Monahan at the piano; “The Stage,” by Marie Prud-ham; “To the Memory,” by Jean Kalmbach; “Superior Cerebrums,” by Mvrl Lindley; and “Junior Sketch, sung by the Harmony Heroes, a male quartet consisting of Doyle Pigg, John Holland. Arthur Morey and Daniel Haworth. John Holland was official toastmaster. The members of the faculty who were present were Mr. Fry, Miss Johnson, Miss Cartmcll and Miss Hollenbeck. The banquet ended at approximately 8:30, and 20 seniors and 46 seventh termers went home with a feeling of good will and fellowship toward each other. The committees to which the success of the occasion was due were: Program, consisting of Jean Kalmbach (chair), Ruth Clark and George Danforth; food and serving, Josephine Frey (chair), Emma Kass, Gayle Reed, Arline Wilson and Genevieve G ad wood; finance, John Holland and Alex Orr; general decoration, Arthur Morey (chair) and Darrell Beebe; table decoration, Vesta Barrett (chair), Herbert McMullen and Virgil Davis; reception, Wayne Moore (chair), Vesta Barrett, Louisa Bush, Myrl Lindley and Merle Harrison. Page Seventy January 21 T HE RANGER Senior Tea ON OCTOBER 22, in the school library, the Senior girls sponsored one of the first social events on the Senior calendar by giving a tea for the mothers and the faculty. 'The arrangements were planned by the general committee, Charlotte Rohn, chairman, and her three assistants. Twenty mothers and all the faculty were present, which greatly pleased the Senior girls. The program had many charming numbers. Carol Webster sang, Marion Tufts accompanied on the piano; Aileen Reinhart played a violin solo, accompanied by Vivian Milhoun, and Beth Boomslitcr rendered a piano solo, as did Marion Tufts. During the intermission tea was served by Miss Johnson and Miss Chol-lar, who presided at the table. 'The affair ended with a flurry of leave-taking as mothers, teachers and pupils departed. A Party of Ne Plus Ultra ONE of the most interesting and appetizing meetings of the Ne Plus Ultra Latin Club was held in the school cafeteria and auditorium on Friday evening, December 17th. At approximately 7 o’clock the members of the club gathered in the cafeteria and partook of an ample feast, which, was furnished, jointly, by them. 'The dinner, consisting of salad, sandwiches, potato chips, pickles, olives, cake and hot chocolate, was set before the feasters by Ruth Clark and Robert Currier, the club providers. During the feast each member was required to tell a joke. A number of strikingly original and humorous ones were related. After the meal the members proceeded to the auditorium, where games were played, and the main program, consisting of a Gladiatorial reading by Myrl Lindley and a play, “On the Road to Pcrnassus,” was presented. The plot of this play involved a group of twentieth century girls who, under the guidance of Bellerophon, journeyed to Pernassus to modernize Apollo and the Nine Muses. The girls, however, found the good breeding of Apollo and his Muses to be much more admirable than their modernism, so they resolved to follow his principles and to return home. The modern girls were represented by Margaret Woolly, Dorothy Rose, Gloria Klahn and Cleola Fry; Robert Currier acted the part of Bellerophon; Leon Ray represented Apollo. T he Nine Muses were: Marie Prudham, Jean Kalmbach, Bernice Johnson, Sybil Knowles, Karen Rassmussen, Lorraine Barnhardt, Evelyn Oman, Ida Hansen and Gayle Reed. In a prologue, Warren Fair-brook supplied the audience with the necessary details. At 10 o clock the meeting adjourned. Page Seventy-one THE RANGER January '27 Fourth Term Class Party An astonishing amount of originality was shown by the fourth termers in their choice of a class party. This party, called an “Asylum Party”, a type that had never before been “staged” in Roosevelt, was given in our library on Friday evening, December 3. In the library, which was decorated in crepe paper of their colors, the fourth termers had arranged seven tables, at which seven kinds of progressive games were played. 'The games included: Flinch, Rook, Pit, Consequences, Jack Straws, Dominoes and Parchese. After these games were over, a number of the fourth termers were required to draw on the blackboard representations of such things as: “A Scream in the Dark,” “A Flat Tire,” A Bite, “How Grass Grows Green” and “An Accident.” This furnished a considerable amount of embarrassment for the artists and an equal amount of fun and entertainment for the onlookers. At 10 o’clock, punch, jello and animal crackers were served. At 10:30 the party was over. 'There were about 28 members present from a total of 35. Miss Hun-kins was chaperone. Freshmen Girls’ Reception ON SEPTEMBER 17 the Senior girls gave a Freshmen Reception for the humble freshies of the same sex. The library, the rival of the auditorium in social popularity, was the scene of the party. 'The freshies came with a joyful anticipation of fun and greatly gratified their senior “sisters.” Gwendolyn Stevens was mistress of ceremonies, and ruled during the program. Miss LaVerne Leger told a delightful story, and Thelma Brusch and Gladys Shank sang a duet, accompanied by Marion 'Tufts. 'The eighth termers gave an appropriate skit entitled, “Miss New Student and Mr. Old Student.” 'The two characters in this skit were united in a clever mock wedding. In the lapse between the program and refreshments, conversation flourished. 'The seniors made the freshmen feel as if they weren’t so “green” after all. 'The party ended, as all parties do, in a delightful bustle of leave-taking. Fatt SfVtnty-two January 21 THE RANGER Line-up William A. Davis Right End Captain Robert E. Clark Right Tackle Merle E. Harrison' Right Guard August Oeschcer Center Benjamin Karch Left Guard Raymond Brown Left Tackle Richard Skaife Left End Elwood Mobley Right Half Rex Forker Left Half Pas Seventy-four January '27 THE RANGER Mr. Gillette Coach Horace Nash Fullback Edward Broun Quarter (Captain-Elect) Van Scoy End Frank Titus Guard George Dan forth Half Lincoln Waterman Tackle Deloss Cannon Half Gordon Anderson Manager Page Seventy-five Xtt-Kj 1d J NAME— Position So. Bill Davis, right end........... 1 Robert Clarke, right tackle.....17 Merle Harrison, right guard.....16 August Qeschger, center......... 5 Ben Karch, left guard........... 4 Ray Brown, left tackle..........15 Richard Skaife, left end........ 7 Rex Forker, left half........... 8 El wood Mobley, right half......18 Edward Brown, quarterback....... 3 Horace Nash, fullback........... 2 Deloss Cannon, half............ 13 Robert Van Scoy, left end....... 6 Waterman, left tackle........... 9 1 rank 1'itus, right guard.....11 George Danfortb, halfback....... 9 Where Horn Age Weight Portland 18 163 Richmond, Va. 17 165 Spokane 17 153 Eureka, Cal. 18 160 Chicago 17 156 Violo, Ore. 21 187 Omaha 18 143 Washington 17 152 Portland 18 148 Hillsboro 18 130 Troutdale 18 172 Portland 17 143 Colorado 18 158 Oregon 16 161 Oregon 17 166 Portland 18 146 s t 5 3 O t 5 3 % a a a ■ 1 Height 5 10 5 11 5 9 6 5 7 5 7 5 10 5 10 5 11 5 3i 5 11 5 6 5 9 5 10 5 11 5 10 N 'vj January ’27 T HE RANGER Football ROOSEVELT’S 1926 football team ended the season with but one claim to glory, that of having fought diligently and honorably in every game of the year. The season, while not replete with victories, was certainly full of “upsets in the dope.” Franklin High School, league leader, was held by the much lighter Roosevelt eleven to a 0-0 tie, the result of which caused Franklin to lose the league trophy. Commerce High School, with that great plunging backfield combination of Kerr and Nagel in fighting trim again, was able to put but two touchdowns across the “Rough Riders’ ” goal line. On more than one occasion the stubborn Roosevelt defense uncovered flaws in the Green and Gold offensive which enabled the Teddy-bears to back the opposing men down to their own goal line. Every game of the season was marked by the utter impossibility of forcing the Roosevelt men to quit. When Benson’s plunging mass of brawn and gristle had put the ball on the Roosevelt one-foot line, the Rangers stiffened and held the Mechanics for downs. Grant, league champion, was stopped repeatedly behind its line of scrimmage, and had it not been for its wonderful interference on end runs, it would undoubtedly have had a bad trimming by the Roosevelt team. Lack of defense against an aerial attack was, it is believed, Roosevelt’s greatest weakness. Out of the seven teams played bv Roosevelt, there wasn’t one that made repeated gains through the line; long end runs and quick passes won more yardage for opposing teams than any other form of attack. Washington High School, the greatest passing team of the league, administered to Roosevelt its worst defeat. In fact, in the whole seven games nine out of every ten passes into the Roosevelt territory were completed. The Rough Riders seemed totally unprepared to “spill a pass of any description. “Punch,” that quality of a fast football team which means so much at critical moments was lacking in the Roosevelt offensive. The Rangers, in absolutely every game they played, worked the ball within scoring distance of their opponents’ goal line from three to five times. Then, when about to score a winning touchdown, the “snap” fell from the team and they were held for downs inside the ten-yard line. Weight and experience were, again, deciding factors. Out of the eight letter men expected back, there were only four who really returned. These four men were all line men; therefore, Coach Gillette faced the task of installing a new backfield combination. The weight of the team was, as usual, one of the drawbacks which the coach encountered. 'Phis he endeavored to overcome by formulating a quick deceptive attack, which was, in large measure, successful. A fitting summary of the 1926 Roosevelt football season may be found in Edmond Vance Cooke’s poem, “How did you die?” He says: “The harder we're hit the higher well bounce, Be proud of your blackened eye. It isn’t the fact that we’re licked that counts, But hoic did we fight and, why?” Pagt Sfvtnty-sevfn TII E R A X G E R January 21 Captain A FOOTBALL PLAYER, before being eligible to the captaincy of his team, must necessarily have a great many distinctive characteristics. The ability to command, the respect of his team-mates, a clean fighting spirit, optimism and good sportsmanship are but a few of these qualities. Our captain, William Ambrose Davis, not only possesses these qualities, but he also used them to the greatest advantage in the past football season. Our “Billy-boy,” after playing a stellar game at right end for Roosevelt, was finally rewarded for his efforts by positions on two of the city all-star teams. These honors were awarded him because of his all-around playing at this position. Formerly a center, Billy, when changed to right end, rapidly proved to everyone that he could not be “boxed-in,” nor be taken out of position. His hard tackling, his effective blocking, his cool headwork, and his speed in covering punts, made him stand out as one of the most capable ends ever trained at Roosevelt. Coach THE FALL OF 1926 again saw Mr. Gillette officiating at Roosevelt in the capacity of football coach. The team which Mr. Gillette turned out, although not a winning combination, was a credit to the “pigskin” mentor. The clean playing and good sportsmanship exhibited by the eleven was clearly the result of Mr. Gillette’s work at the helm. In review of the 1926 football season it may be said, with credit to Mr. Gillette, that the coach did everything in his power to build up a victorious eleven. His new plays, clever and deceptive, were a constant puzzle to every coach who witnessed their execution. Had our advisor been gifted with more weight and experience in his squad and a larger group to pick from, he, undoubtedly, would have been able to have placed Roosevelt at the top in the football standings. Mr. Gillette managed to retain his smile throughout the fall season and this, coupled with his amiable personality, did much to keep up the morale of the team. The students and faculty of Roosevelt have shown their affection for the coach in the past, and will, no doubt, continue to show it in the future, by sticking to him no matter what the odds may be. Next Season ROOSEVELT, for the first time in years, can look forward to a brilliant football season. The 1927 gridiron followers will undoubtedly be surprised when they learn that the “Teddy-bear” coach will have eight lettermen, 16 experienced squadmen and two hitherto unknown back-field stars from which to build one of his famed “fighting” teams for 1927. Coach Gillette, in his reign of 1926, found many opportunities to use underclassmen in the league games. Accordingly, next year will find Gillette with one of the most experienced squads he has had for some time. “Ineligibility,” that demon which always plays a big part in the success of any team, will be forced to release two good men before the next football season begins. One of these men, a halfback, is a “born” backfield man, in I’ate SfiVHty-ritht T HE RANGER January ‘27 the opinion of many. His fighting spirit and general knowledge of football will make him an invaluable asset to next year’s team. Success of the new club will be handicapped, as always, by a lack of weight. Mr. Gillette, however, has great hopes of perfecting a speedy experienced team, skilled in deceptive plays and strong aerial attacks. If the coach can develop such a machine, the Roosevelt followers will have no cause to worry as to the outcome of the 1927 football year. Basketball ONE LETTER MAN, Emmet Castino, sums up the total amount of experienced basketball players Coach Gillette has on hardwood floor this year. The other fourteen men of the squad are almost totally inexperienced, and it is with a worried mien that Gillette faces the task of building a presentable quintet from the group. “Barnstorming,” which has become so popular of late, holds one ray of hope for the coach. He plans to take his men to Chehalis, Washington, from which town he will go to various nearby localities, meeting the teams of Centralia, Pe Ell, Mossy Rock and Onalaska. In this fashion the coach expects his squad, as he did last year, to reach the peak of condition bv the time the interscholastic games open. He, however, is not placing too much faith in this trip, and is drilling his men until nine o’clock at night on the home floor. The first turnout of the year saw over fifty amateurs on the court. At the end of the first week, however, the coach cut this group to thirty, and a short time afterward issued suits to the fifteen men who make up the squad. From this squad, composed of thirteen underclassmen, Mr. Gillette is expecting nothing less than a league championship in 1927-28. He will then have an experienced squad to build upon. Squad — Castino (captain), Weiss, Winslow, Seigenthaler, Van Scoy, Taylor, Seigmann, Skaife, Forker, Moyer, Kudella, Baker and Mobley. Soccer • SOCCER, as usual, is a problem at Roosevelt this year. With no regular coach to pilot the destinies of the squad, the soccer players lead what is a rather eccentric life. There is a great deal of anger manifested among the players because of their lack of coaching. I hey undoubtedly deserve a good coach, for the group of players making up the soccer squad have certainly shown the true Rooseveltian spirit—first, by their pugnacity, and secondly, by their determination in overcoming seemingly insurmountable obstacles. The Roosevelt soccer players, who are sacrificing the fame and honor which commonly go with any branch of athletics, may take comfort trom a saying of Theodore Roosevelt: There never yet was a service worth rendering that did not exact sacrifices; and no man renders the highest service if he thinks overly much of the sacrifice.’’ Patf S vtnty-ninf THE RANGER January 27 Track ROOSEVELT’S 1927 cinder path squad will be composed of sixteen experienced men, many of whom arc lettermen. The track outlook for next spring is favorable, in spite of the fact that there will be no pole-vaulter nor high-hurdle man to replace Robert Thomas, who graduated last spring. With the coming of the buttercups, however, Coach George expects at least twenty new aspirants for track honors, and, in view of this, he predicts a more successful season than ever before. Captain Edward Brown will be leading the sprinters at the 50 and 100-yard tapes. Elcrv Jepperson and Jack Harris will be close behind in these sprints, while Schwartz and Schultze will be the junior contenders. Deloss Cannon will be the only hurdler, and Forkcr and Anderson will divide honors on the high jump. Ed Brown and Elery Jepperson arc also expected to show up well in the broad jump. Bissett and Harrison in the mile and Costino and Kulberg in the half-mile will account for the distance events. In the 220-yard dash the Rough-Riders will have Jepperson, Haggblom, Taylor and Robinson, and, finally, in the weights, Ray Brown and Horace Nash will contend. Baseball Enthusiasm runs high when the spring baseball season is mentioned. Mr. Larsell, baseball coach, is expecting eight lettermen and ten squad-men on the field for the first practice. With this group at his disposal he has great hopes of bringing the pennant to Roosevelt this spring. It is the first time in many seasons that Roosevelt has had such a brilliant outlook in baseball. I he lettermen and the squadmen who seem to have the best abilities are: Horace Nash (captain), Ray Brown, Emil Schultze, Vance Taylor, Chris Seigenthaler, Van Scov, Howard Weiss, Ben Karch and Ed Kudella. Of this group, Ray Brown is undoubtedly the best hitter. He has the weight to put behind the “stick” and when he connects solidly the sphere sails over the outfielder’s head. Horace Nash, the captain, is an old hand at the game and will, no doubt, play his usual stellar game in the outfield. Jimmy Schultze will probably pitch, having Ray Brown as a target. On Jimmy’s left will be Vance Taylor at first base, behind him there is a vacancy, to his right will be Van Scoy at third and Weiss at shortstop. In event of Emil’s weakening at a critical moment, the Rough Riders can depend upon Seigenthaler, Nash and Kudella in the outfield to “snag” any unusual hits. Pag Eighty January '27 T H E R A N G E R Alice and Henry Time: Friday afternoon, 3:00 o’clock. Scene: A football game. Conversation : Alice: What is the sawdust for? Henry: To hold the water on the field. Alice: What is the water for? Henry: To keep the players cool. Alice: What are those things on the end of the field? Henry: They’re there to kick goals through. Alice: What’s a goal? Henry: I’ll knock you for one if you don’t keep still. Lapse in conversation (one minute). Alice: Here they come. What are those leather things on their heads? Henry: Hats, to keep their heads dry. Alice: What are the holes in them for, then? Henry (disgustedly): So the water on the inside can run out. Alice: What did he kick the ball for? Henry: To dry it out in the air. Alice: Why didn’t the referee do it? Henry: I'oo old, I s’pose. Alice: What’s that player running back with it for? Henry: To keep it on the field. Alice: Who is the funny little man all the players are wiping the mud on ? Henry (fidgeting): The referee. Alice: What makes the player with the ball try to run away from all the other players? Why doesn’t he stop and fight? Is he afraid? Huh? Henry (exploding): !?”(!??? Alice: Henreeeeeeee. I’ll never go to a game with you again if you can’t answer one or two perfectly sensible questions without getting mad. So there. Henry: Ohhh— Moral: Never take a girl to a football game who doesn’t know some- thing about it. Roosevelt’s Creed I believe in honesty, sincerity and the square deal; in making up one’s mind what to do—and doing it. I believe in fearing God and taking one’s own part. I believe in hitting the line hard when you are right. I believe in speaking softly and carrying a big stick. I believe in hard work and honest sport. I believe in a sane mind in a sane body. I believe we have room for but one soul loyalty, and that is loyalty to the American people. Pace F.itkty-Om T H E R A N G E R January '21 HUMOR My chief editor-ess is always reminding me 1'hat my job is to make you roar, not snore; So laugh with glee and don’t blame it on me If you’ve heard these jokes before. A FRESHMAN THEME File mule is a four-legged fowl. Two legs in front to walk with and two in back to kick with. It has wings on each side of its head and has a twitter somewhat like the magnified sneeze of a fly. The mule is sometimes very backward about going forward and is sometimes very forward about going backwards. OVERTOWN SHOWS THIS WEEK A Man There Was.... The Four Horsemen.. The Return of Father The Bank........... A Minute to Play... .........Richard Dix Black Beauty Coming ......In Three Parts .......First National .....The Music Box Percival was apt, As apt as could be. He knew the difference between A nut on the ground and A nut in a tree. THE VILLAIN A cautious look around he stole; His bag of chink he chunk; And many a wicked smile he smole; And many a wink he wunk. Pate Eithty-two January '21 T II ERA N GER Number One: “Tomorrow is Friday and a big day in Astoria.” Number Two: “Why?” Number One: “Fish day.” Mr. George: “Name a very popular general.” B. S.: “General holiday.” ------------------------- Eddie: “Why do you paint the inside of your chicken coop?” Farmer: “To keep the chickens from eating the grain off the wood.” “Have you any mail for Mike Howe?” “No, we haven’t any mail for your cow.” Iver: “Don’t you think my moustache is becoming?” Clarice: “It may be coming, but it hasn’t arrived yet.” • � Chuck: “Waiter, what kind of meat is this?” Waiter: “Spring lamb.” Chuck: “1 thought so; I’ve been chewing an one of the springs for the last hour.” Ruth (coming out of storm): “Oh dear! I’m almost drowned. My feet are wet.” The man always chases the girl until she catches him. English Teacher: “Define ‘Black as a hat’.” Apt One: “Darkness that may be felt.” Dale: “My girl can’t go to the dance tonight.” Jim: “There arc plenty of fish in the ocean.” Dale: “Yes, but who wants to go to a dance with a fish?” Ex-Grad: “Oh! Dad, they made me draft clerk at the bank today.” Dad: “Fine, and what do you do?” Ex-Grad: “Open and close the windows.” “I went to the races yesterday and bet.” “How did you come out?” “At the gate.’’ l'ate Eithty-threc dvertisements Prepare for them=and Remember: There is no Substitute for QUALITY We invite you when you are ready. NORTH W E ST E RN { School of Commerce 1$J Broadway at Salmon BE. 2119 Accredited by National Association Accredited-Commercial Schools These NORTHWESTERN Graduates Know: That no similar school offers more modern courses. None gives more efficient training. None gives more personal attention. None is more fully accredited. None attracts a better type of student. None better places its graduates. None is better planned or equipped. None better merits your consideration. —That’s why they came. h tt Eig'ity-fw T H E RANGER January ’27 [ ; Before and After I Qraduation | MAKE THIS STORE ! Your Store i __________________ ! So. «3 The Quality Store of Portland. Oregon A freshman went to Hades once, For something he wished to learn; They sent him back to earth again, He was too green to burn. I HONEYMAN HARDWARE CO. PARK AT GLI8AN ST. One Block West of New Postoffice, near Broadway Bridge ! PORTLAND’S LARGEST HARDWARE AND SPORTING GOODS STORE j Wright and Ditson Baseball, Golf, Tennis and | Athletic Supplies Fine Fishing Tackle : Camp Equipment Pate Eighty-six January '27 THE RANGER it 7HAT will the New Year bring in the way of VV smart clothing for High School and Collegiate wear? A question of interest — the answer of which is now being determined by our great staff of buyers in the Eastern and European markets. While we are still wearing winter clothing they are carefully choosing and selecting garments, fabrics and accessories for Spring wear. In a short time our departments will he overflowing with the New. Watch our advertisements and our windows and you will find just the smart, joyous, youthful things you have been longing for. For as usual Lipman-Wolfe will be “First With the New” Soprano—Did you notice how my voice filled the room last night? Soubrette—Yes, my dear; in fact, I noticed several people leave to make room for it. • Officer (to couple in parked auto)—Don’t you see the sign, Fine for Parking?” Driver—Yes, officer, I see it and heartily agree with it. BRING US YOUR SAVINGS Keep Your Savings in a SAVINGS BANK Call for a Souvenir Dime Pocket Book Portland Trust and Savings Bank At Third and Washington l i P te Eit ty-uvfn THE RANGER January '21 Saving and Spending Are Habits It’s just as easy to save as spend—depending upon which habit you get started in first. One dollar or more is all it takes to open a Savings Account at the United States National. It will start you in thrift—a habit most essential for success. 'One of the Northwest's Great Ranks' LuifcdSltafes National Bank? Broodwcy arc At Stork Grandpa in a speedy car, Pushed the throttle down too far. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, Music by the “G. A. R.” Hob—I loved a girl once, and she made a fool of me. Hill—What a lasting impression some girls do make. r—...................................... Harmony Dance Hall and Confectionery I First Class Service EM pi re 1068 Corner of Jersey and Richmond UNIVERSITY BAKERY BAKERY GOODS OF THE BEST QUALITY FRESH EVERY DAY As good as the BEST None BETTER 680 W. LOMBARD ST. NEAR FISKE Pat Eighty-eight January '27 T II E RANGER Seiberling-Lucas Music Co. ONE-FIFTY-ONE FOURTH ST. Buescher Band Instruments and Saxophones Weyman Banjos, Paramount Banjos Ludwig Drums, Violins SHEET MUSIC Victor, Brunswick, Columbia Phonographs and Records Fada Radio, Pianos If it pertains to music in any way, we have it Mother—Don’t stay so long with Dick when he brings you home. Flapper—I only stayed for a second. Mother—Well, I heard a third and fourth. Compliments of KASMEYER’S VARIETY STORE The H OME Mercantile Co. Will Serve You Right in Price and Quality 319 N. JERSEY STREET j PHONE EMPIRE 0019 PORTLAND, OREGON | Pdgf F.ighty-ninr T HE RAAGER January '27 A True Education Iranis noth for living and for making a living. (). A. C. prepares for leadership in modern vocations through standard college courses leading to degrees in— Agriculture Chemical Engineering Commerce Engineering Forestry Home Economics Military Science Mines Pharmacy Vocational Education j The School of Basic Arts and Sciences and the general depart-| mente—Industrial Journalism, Library Practice, Music, Physical J Education—provide the fundamental and liberal training which I makes technical specialization possible and desirable. “Not only j the Expert but the Man.” J For catalog and other information address I ' THE REGISTRAR ! I OREGON AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE j j | | | | CQ,R . T.l.l.S . . . , , j MOTHER GOOSE UP TO DATE Jack and Jill Sped up a hill— A curve up there was sharp The car upset; Jack’s rolling vet— Jill’s playing on a harp. THE ST. JOHNS PHARMACY THE PRESCRIPTION STORE The Store of Quality and Service Try the I)rut Store First Page Ninety January 27 T E RANGER Best Wishes F. D. WATTS, M. D. BYE, EAR, NOSE, THROAT Special attention fitting glasses St. Johns PHONE EMPIRE 1319 Dr. R. G. Nagues DENTIST Rooms 7-8 Peninsula Bank Building Evenings by St. Johns Appointment Oregon Phone EMpire 1822 Res. EMpire 0845 Compliments of Dr. Evart P. Borden DENTIST Bonham Currier Building 102 j S. Jersey St. Portland. Oregon Compliments of Dr. D. O. Webster Compliments of Frederick Pitt Schultze M. D. Compliments of Dr. S. B. McClintock Compliments of FRANK A. RICE ATTORNEY AT LAW 106% S. Jersey St. Joseph McChesney, M. D. Office Peninsula National Bank Bldg. Phone EMpire 0910 Residence 314 W. Chicago St. Phone EMpire 0856 PORTLAND - - - OREGON Civics Teacher — How do people get to the different stories of high buildings? Bob—Climb stairs or take the alligator. Mr. Kalmbach—What is water? Bright One — Something that turns black when you put your hands into it. V ....... T -- - W. JOWER FOOTWEAR, DRY GOODS, HOSIERY, FURNISHINGS —.............-.......................' Page Ninety-oar T E RAN G E R January '27 [ FOUNTAIN PKN SERVICE J E carry all leading standard makes of fountain W pens and. in addition, we maintain a fully equip-! ped and absolutely efficient repair department. Let us serve you in sales and service. THE J. K. GILL CO. Booksellers : Stationers : Office Outfitters FIFTH AND STARK STREETS CURRIN’S FOR DRUGS KASTMAN KODAKS WATERMAN PENS BASEBALL GOODS TELEPHONE Portland and Klamath Falls ORTHO PHONIC VICTKOLAS VICTOR RECORDS SCHOOL BOOKS AND SUPPLIES PISHING SUPPLIES Choose Your DruRieist With Care EMPIRE 0207 ENGLISH 8 CLASS Doyle, on receiving a terrific breeze on his neck, says: “I feel a draft on my neck.” “Oh, yes, replied Dorothy, “ I hclma has her mouth open.” EM pi re 0500 ST. JOHNS GARAGE STUDEBAKER SALES AND SERVICE 16 X. JERSEY STREET SCHOOL BOOKS Bought, Sold and Exchanged at HYLAND’S BOOK STORE 214 FOURTH ST., BETWEEN TAYLOR AND SALMON Ask your principal for a permit if you wish to sell your books Pate Ninety-two January '27 T HE RANGER Davis Beauty Shoppe and Barber Shop WE SPECIALIZE IN LADIES' AND CHILDREN’S HAIR CUTTING AND BOBBING LADY OPERATORS W. M. TOWER WATCHMAKER AND JEWELER BRUNSWICK PHONOGRAPHS AND RECORDS Phone EMpire 0955 St. Johns, Oregon Pate: “Is it too cold in here?” Half Chilled P.: “No, we’re studying ‘The Inferno’ so we haven’t noticed the temperature.” “It sure takes a lot of money these days, material, painting and shingling. “Have you a house?” “No, three daughters. H. F. CLARK The Furniture Man 400 South Jersey Street J Pagt Niiuty-tkree THE RANGER January 21 r t KALK CO. LODGE AND SCHOOL EMBLEMS, BANNERS PENNANTS, CAPS AND LETTERS WORCESTER BUILDING BEACON 0914 THE ST. JOHNS REVIEW YOUR COMMUNITY NEWSPAPER Established 1905 Thr Representative Newspaper of St. Johns and University Park Policeman (producing notebook)—Name, please. AI otor ist—A1 oysi us—A last i r—Cy p r i an—. Policeman (putting book away)—Well, don't let me catch you again. When - They - Make - Better BLANKETS We Will Make Them Portland Woolen Mills Remnant Counter-—Foot of Baltimore Street Open 8 A. M. to 5 P. M.; Saturdays 8 to 4 The city kid was roaming about the country when he came upon a dozen or so empty condensed milk cans. Greatly excited, he yelled to his companions: “Hey, fellers, come here quick; I’ve found a cow’s nest!’’ i EVARHART DRUG CO. i Your Prescription Druggist DEPENDABLE DRUGS | PHONE EMPIRE 0115 108 S. JERSEY ST. j Pate Ninety-four January 27 T II E RANGER I ST. JOHNS HARDWARE CO. Hardware, Paints, Auto Accessories, Sporting Goods, Radiolas and Atwater Kent Radios i 102 NORTH JERSEY STREET PHONE EMPIRE 0035 1 PORTLAND, OREGON Radio Batteries Willard Battery Phone Empire 0088 ST. JOHNS AUTO ELECTRIC CO. BATTERY AND ELECTRICAL SERVICE, GAS, OILS AND GREASES 317 S. Jersey St. St. Johns, Portland, Oregon TELEPHONE EMPIRE 0527 ST. JOHNS UNDERTAKING COMPANY 114 W. Leavitt Street Portland, Oregon Rob: “Why are you late this morning?” Art: “Ah! Walt took the car and I had to walk.” Miss Johnson: “Order! Order!” Robert (just waking up): “I’ll take coca-cola, please. Teacher: “What is your name, young man?” 1st Fresh: “Jule Johnson, ma’am.” Teacher: “Not Jule, Julius. And what is your name, next?” 2nd Fresh: “Billius Hunker, ma’am.” Hats Caps --------I Ties 1 Shirts Pat Ninety-five TII E R A N C E R January 27 f-------------------------------------------- I OREGON SHEET METAL WORKS I ALUMINUM, ASBESTOS, BRASS, BRONZE, COPPER, IRON, LEAD, STEEL, TIN, ZINC AND NICKEL SILVER Phone ATwater 4517 14(i Front St. Portland, Ore. SPUNTEX Guaranteed Hosiery QUALITY HOSE — TOP TO TOES — ALL COLORS H. J. Simmons 212 N. Jersey Diner: “1 11 have some pork chops, and fried potatoes; and be sure to have the chops lean.” Waiter: “Which way, sir?” “ I'his is my third trip around the globe,” said the moth, and it happily circled the porch light again. “Little by little is the way to success, said the flea as it bit on the elephant’s chest. r DAY AND NIGHT SERVICE LOW PRICES — PHONES FOR FOOD — FREE DELIVERY COUGH CURRIER, Inc. The Service Store TWO PHONES: EMPIRE 1616 EMPIRE 1647 1 8 S. JERSEY STREET Pats A ins tv-fix January ’27 THE RANGER EMpire 1487 1632 Portsmouth Ave. THE AUTO SHOP AND GARAGE “PERSONAL SERVICE” “Dave” White Everything for Your Car Radio Accessories GOODRICH TIRES GENERAL GAS WAVERLY OIL Beans: “What are you taking up in high school, Dean? Dean: “Oh, a little Math, some English and a lot of space. “This flying game is a fizz,” said the mosquito, as it looped the loop in the cavity of the alligator’s false tooth. HARRISON QUALITY MARKET 923 Lombard St. . EMpire 1916 We carry a full line of fresh and smoked meats Fish Poultry Oysters We deliver to your home ♦ t ST. JOHNS CASH MARKET PHONE EMPIRE 0021 109 N. JERSEY ST. MEATS, FISH AND POULTRY WE DELIVER Page Ninety-seven T HE R ANGER January ’ll MILK, CREAM ICE CREAM BUTTER, EGGS J MAPLEWOOD CREAM CO. ! Phone BRoadway 2918 i 266 Couch Street Portland, Oregon j Mr. Kalmbach: “T his liquid will test gold. Student (next day): “That liquid sure tested gold. 1 put some on my goldfish and it died.” Roy M.: “What would you advise for a voice like mine?” Dr.: “Chloroform. MILLESON GARAGE H'here quality and service meet” EMPIRE 1590 209 WEST BURLINGTON ST. STORAGE AND REPAIRING PORTLAND. OREGON --------- r—---T------------------— T-T T T-T T T T T . T . . . 1 T he more you study, the more you know; T he more you know, the more you forget; The more you forget, the less you know: Why study? The less you study, the less you know; The less you know, the less you forget; T he less you forget, the more you know: Why study? Salesman: “Now, this book will do half your work. Bus. M.: “Fine! Give me two of them.” Page Sin'ty-right T Pag Sin ty-nin Autographs f t t f x T Patf One Hundred p--—.—---------- |. ; • • ■ ypyffc t x my m Hu h. .4 ri ■. SEh S6£ park MS Hi The Friendly Agency Uere is a pleasant place to park your I roubles. Our service vs.II simp!;T your insurance worries; Wfe ‘‘want YOUB INtfCRANCK BUSINESS aifd we want VOfnt INSURANCE TliOUKBRS. .It is our aim and practice to look after and pay the losses of our customers, just as cheerfully as we receive their premium checks, v, I Let Us Pay Your Losses Everything in Insurance ' PIKE, AUTOMOBILE, CASUALTY. SURETY BONDS ’? i '... -PitiATB DLASfil'ETC. Insurance 'yy;V-’yV- ’ MLoans Peninsula Security Company Investments Phone KJVf. 1(577 St. Johns, Portland, Of$r SsraJf:tf: v 4 ,v- 2S fiwjr SgaBg WmM vtiiy ■VM -VX . . - . “• r Y? 4- .U—. CSLV3 Cun take your first step in business - §1 NOW! YOU an laying the foundation for a lifetime's happiness and success. —v Business success provides the hap- piness. 7WW- ' ' ', � cr -You cau start that success right now by opening a savings account at the Peninsula National. yU A sounJ fbanking connection is the firmest footing (hat you cau find for v Vlcau gi way’’ in life’s rae©.J ? -'v ’ yfr PENINSULA NATIONAL BANK Member Federal Reserve S 1 ? IS BESOUBOES OVER $2,000,000 J r’-' .,-■ . ■ -'T ' v v rY-