Roosevelt High School - Ranger Yearbook (Portland, OR)

Text from Pages 1 - 110 of the 1929 volume:

THE RANGER JANUARY 1929 A RECORD OF SCHOOL LIFE BY THE STUDENTS OF ROOSEVELT HIGH SCHOOL The RANGER FOREWORD TO MIRROR FAITHFULLY THE LIFE OF ROOSEVELT HIGH SCHOOL — ITS WORK AND ITS PLAY—IS OUR AIM IX PRESENTING THIS EDITION OF THE RANGER. WE HOPE THAT ITS ERRORS MAY BE FEW. AND THAT IT MAY PROVE, IN DAYS TO COME, A HAPPY REMINDER OF HIGH SCHOOL ACTIVITIES. —THE RANGER STAFF. PAGE THREE The RANGER CHARLES A. FRY PAGE FOUR The RANGER DEDICATION TO CHARLES A. FRY, OUR PRINCIPAL, GUIDE AND FRIEND— WE LOVINGLY DEDICATE THIS, THE JANUARY ’29 RANGER. PAGE FIVE The RANGER FACULTY MEMBERS Chas. A. Fry, A. B., Lebanon Valley College, Principal. Maud Mattely, L. L. B., A. M., Oregon State College, Columbia University, University of Oregon Law School, English. Dean of girls. Hazel A. Coble, B. S., Kansas State Teachers College, Art. Bernice Holmes, B. A., Willamette University, Science. Edna Hollenbeck, B. A., Reed College, English. Girls Glee Club. Celia Hunkings, B. A., Reed College, Latin and German. Ne Plus Ultra. Arthur Larsell, B. S., Linfield College, Mathematics. Doris Van Gross, B. S., Oregon State College, Mathematics. Girls’ Coach. H. H. Dunkelberger, Ph. B., M. S., Albright, Bookkeeping and Algebra. A. B. George, A. B., Grinell College, University of Chicago, History and Civics. G. Page, B. A., University of Oregon, French and Spanish. LaVerne E. Leger, A. B., Linfield College, English. John E. Kalmback, B. S., University of Chicago, Science. Maud Chollar, Science and Domestic Science. Anna Casey, Domestic Art. P. A. Getz, B. A., Pennsylvania Normal School, University of Oregon, Spanish and Commercial Law. Harold A. York, B. S., Whitman College, History. Football and Basketball. Geraldine Cartmell, A. M., University of Oregon, English. Elizabeth Wilson, Associate Ph. B., University of Chicago, History. Robert D. Taylor, A. B., Hanover College, Commercial. W. D. MacMillan, B. S., Oregon State College, Mechanical Vocational Ed. Katherine L. Dilio, B. A., State College of Washington, English. page six nirjflrit There was an old man, who taught in a school, He had so many pupils he didn’t know what to do— He gave them some English, Math, and the such, And after four years made them ska - doo. The RANGER RICHARD SCHULTZS I- t them call It mischief: When it is past and has prospered ’Twill be virtue. MINNA KETEL Virtue, the greatest of all monarchies. HOWARD HEATH A Rood man is always willing to he little. ANETTE MOE A clever brain In a pretty case. INOWARD TOLEFSEN The man that blushes Is not � iulte a brute. STEIN ANDERSEN I wrap myself up In my virtue. VERNA BALL If you build castles in the air. Put foundations under them. IRENE BRAOO And thy deep eyes amid the gloom, Shine like Jewels in a shroud. PAGE SEVEN The RANGER HELEN BRIMNER If silence is golden, she's a nugget. FRANCIS BROWN I marched the lobby, Twirled my stick. The girls all cried, He’s quite the kick.1 DELOSS CANNON Clive me wisdom to match my strength. MAXINE DAVIS Tact in taking the sting out the bee without being stung. GAIL GREEN Where character reigns supreme. LOIS ELLIS Fair, pretty, coy and shy The apple of every boy's eye. ELOISE FAIRCHILD From the grave thinking mouser. She has grown The gayest flirt that ever coached around the town. EDITH GEORGESEN I never trouble trouble. Till trouble troubles me. ARTHUR GLASS I always voice my opinion. MADELYN GRICE Clive me laughter. Or I'll laugh anyhow. PAGE EIGHT The RANGER MARGARET GRIFFETH I believe in enjoying myself. ZETA HARRINGTON All good things come in small parcels. WALTER HARRIS Big guys aren’t the only people on earth. JACK HARRIS What should a man do but be merry? Honor Society. MARY LOUISE HOFFMAN Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. MILES HOLLCRAFT What is mind? No matter. What is matter? Never mind. HARRIET HUMMELGARD And still be doing, never done. NOVIA RASTER Still water runs deep. EDWARD KUDELLA Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength. HELGA LIND She flavored everything: The center of society. PAGE NINE The RANGER KENNETH MCDONALD What a world this would be if there were no women. BETTY MAC KAY She thinks too much; Such people are dangerous. Honor Society. EDNA McMILLIAN Sigh'd and look'd and sigh’d again. RICHARD MERRITT Put me among the girls and I’m happy. ELVA NELSON (Jood nature and good sense are usually companions. ESTHER NYE She has a heart with room for every Joy. HILTON PRIOR Nothing is more simple than greatness; indeed, to be simple is to be great. MADGE PRUITT Let us not take life too seriously. HAROLD ROSE Kxhausting thought, and having wisdom with each studious year. Honor Society. PAY SHERWOOD It is nice to be natural when one is naturally nice. PAGE TEN The RANGER LEONARD SMITH Nothing endures but personal qualities. LACONA TANNER— They all wonder how such a small head can carry all she knows. ELMO VICKERS His arguments go on forever. VIRGINIA TROUT What is life without a little fun mixed in? ELEANORE ZINK She mixed reason with pleasure. And wisdom with mirth. MRS. HOLMES Friend more divine than all divinities. CLASS OFFICERS PRESIDENT................ROBERT VAN SCOY VICE-PRESIDENT .... DICK SCHULTZE SECRETARY.........................MINNA KETEL TREASURER..................HOWARD HEATH LIVE WIRES - ANNETTIE MOE. INGWARD TOLLEFSEN MOTTO Tossed But Not Engulfed. COLORS Orchid and Rose FLOWER Alpine Violet PAGE ELEVEN The RANGER CLASS WILL We, the Seniors being about to graduate, do hereby leave the following will: To the faculty, we leave the seventh termers so that they may quarrel with them as they did with us. To Mrs. Holmes, we leave all the empty seats in Room 208. Individually, we bestow the following: I, Eleanore Zink, do leave my ability to keep secrets to Morene Padden. I, Gail Greene leave my place on the absentee slip to Kathryn Bailey. I, Dick Schultze, leave to Mae Woods my long eye lashes. Be sure to put them up on curlers every night, Mae. We, Stein Andersen and Ed Kudella, will to Frank Pratt and Ed Foster the midnight oil we didn’t use, so they may get to school on time in the future. 1, Zeta Harrington, bequeath to John Blanding my daily dozen, which is guaranteed to add inches. 1, Helga Lind, leave my hen pecked Theodore,” Miles Hollcraft, to Ruby Oihus. We, Betty McKay and Helen Brimner, will to the heavy eaters of Roosevelt, Edna Hampson and Elaine Poe one dozen copies of the “Literary Digest.” I, Novia Kaster, will my wisdom teeth to Nathalie Roth. Use only listerine tooth paste for cleaning. 1, Harold Rose, bequeath my art of making love to Upton Bickford. We, Elmo Vickers, Leonard Smith and Hilton Prior, do leave all the gum found about the building to Mr. George. A good supply may be found about their seats. I, Jack Harris, will all the slugs from the pencil sharpener to Don Smith. I, Madge Pruitt, do leave my stool in the cafeteria to Bernita Jeans, who will perhaps find the Roosevelt stool more comfortable. I, Lois Ellis, will my pep to Freddy Kass to aid in “Yell Leading. We, the following members of engaged club, Harriet Hummel-gard. Virginia Trout and Lacona Tanner, leave their diamonds to the following members of June ’29 class: Beatrice Whisman, Evelyn Heinick, and Doris McKenna, so that they will not have the struggle we had to get them. 1, Elva Nelson, bequeath my basket ball ability to Harold Rebman. I, Kenneth MacDonald, do will my trained “Cookie Duster” to Roy McMullen. 1 hope he will use it as an example for all future attempts. 1, Eloise Fairchild, leave my golden locks to Rex Forker for a beard. I, Miles Hollcraft, leave the school. I, Edith Georgesen, will my cast off powder puff and comb to Hazel Cadigan. We, Deloss Cannon and Howard Heath, bequeath our most cherished possessions, Docia Pigg and Dorothy Haworth, to the discretion of the faculty. PAGE TWELVE The RANGER I, Minna Ketel, leave my numerous E’s to those in sore need of them, namely, Mary Allen and Dorothy Rose. I, Specs Van Scoy, do bequeath my knowledge of the presidency to Herbert Hoover. He may feel free to ask my advice at any time. 1, Maxine Davis, do will a few of Spec’s sweaters to the following shivering freshman girls: Kathleen Kass and Thelma Julius. We, Francis Brown and Dick Merritt, bequeath our ability to make love to the senior girls to Virgil Waterman and Barton Learned. 1, Edna McMillan, leave my strong contralto voice to Miss Hollenbeck to give to her weak voiced girls in Glee Club. I, Annettie Moe, will my title of “Auntie” to Don Warnick. 1, Margaret Griffeth, will my bull dog ”A1 Smith” to Mr. York to keep the girls away from his car. We, Esther Nye and Madelyn Grice will our basket ball stars to Miss Van Groos for the next “All Star Team” to save the school' money. We, Fay Sherwood and Arthur Glass, will our unpublished engagement to Louise Sullivan and Jack Harris. I, Ingward Tollefsen, do leave my maidenly blush to Mr. Larsell. I, Walter Harris, will my privilege to wander in the halls with my lady love to Hawly Hawk and Dorothy Hoover. I, Mary Louise Hoffman, will my dates for eight nights in the week to Virginia Garr. We, Irene Bragg and Verna Ball, will our extra science credits to Ray Ralls and Doug Frame in hopes that they won’t have to take science more than three times. We, the undersigned, do hereby witness this in the year of our Lord 1928. Mr. Ink Pen. Miss Reada Lott. CLASS PROPHECY OF 1939 To prove how successful the members of the January 29 class had been in selecting their vocations, Mr. Fry employed Helen Brim-ner to make out a report of each member of the class. The first person she investigated was Mme. Margaret Griffeth, modeste of Paris, France. Among her many winsome models are three members of the Jan. ’29: Verna Ball, Zeta Harrington, and Esther Nye. The next student was the Secretary of State, John Vincent Harris; he enclosed a note from his housekeeper, Irene Bragg. Mrs. W. Moore, better remembered as “Pat Grice” is enjoying a vacation abroad where she recently had her face lifted by Francis Brown, world famous plastic surgeon. Dick Schultze is now attending a convention of the R. A. S. C. which is being held in Chicago. He reports great success of this organization under the competent leadership of Stein Andersen. Elva Nelson is nursing an aged aunt suffering from rheumatism, whom Dr. Vickers has given up as a hopeless case. Ed Kudella, in St. Louis, is America’s “Babe Ruth II.” He has just undergone a severe operation by having his tonsils extracted. PAGE THIRTEEN The RANGER Miles Hollcraft, the well known successor to Buster Keaton, is now appearing at the Burnside Theatre in Portland. Harriet Hummelgard is still debating on whom she should marry. She is temporarily employed at Kress’s as floor walker. Ingward Tollefsen is unfortunately laid up at the Emanuel Hospital with a broken leg caused by a collision of his bread truck with the street car. Harold Rose is a missionary in Africa, with Mary Louise, his wife as fiis willing helper. Annettie Moe is head of a popular zoo in St. Johns, and she announces that she has just received the genuine missing link from the wilds of South Africa captured by Arthur Glass, while he was touring that country for his wife’s health. She is perhaps better known as Fay Sherwood. Our old friend Edith Georgesen is now the successful head of the W. C. T. U. She is touring the United States, lecturing on behalf of prohibition in the South Sea Islands. Maxine Davis is a lieutenant in the Salvation Army. Her husband Specs” assists her by playing the organ. Novia Kaster and Betty MacKay, after having made an extensive study of law, have been greatly rewarded by being appointed the first women ambassadors to China and Japan. Virginia Trout is at present travelling with the Barnum and Bailey circus as lion trainer. Deloss Cannon is comfortably situated in his Blue Heaven , living on the somewhat scanty wages earned at the Peninsula Saw Mill. Lacona Tanner is touring the country exhibiting her posters, showing the fatal results of night life in Scappoose. Eleanor Zink is now substituting for Miss Heizer at Roosevelt during the latter’s vacation. The girls have shown a sudden improvement in their physical development. Mr. Prior is running against Mr. Walter Harris for the election of dog catcher. The former is certain of all the feminine votes because of his crowning glory . Helga Lind has just received the news of the acceptance of her opera “The Galloping Elfins” in which the famous Gail Greene will undoubtedly star. Madge Pruitt has, with great success, established the Pruitt Chain Stores in Portland. Dick Merritt has just been admitted to the Portland Symphony with his Jew’s Harp. Misses Minna Ketel and Lois Ellis have charge of a kindergarten. They are thriving wonderfully on the apples and candy brought to them by their devoted little students. Eloise Fairchild is now appearing at the Broadway as the Butterfly Dancer,” making a great hit with the public. Mr. and Mrs. Howard Heath are running a delightful cafeteria. They are universally noted for their $3.00 special chicken dinners. Mrs. Holmes has taken Kenneth MacDonald into her science department where he is specializing in bug-ology. Edna McMillan, after a fruitless search for a husband, has just published a book Disappointed in Love. Last but not least, Mamma Holmes , has avoided her long dreaded sojpurn at the poor farm, by her discovery of a new grasshopper, which accidently hopped into her back yard one day. PAGE FOURTEEN The RANGER YE SENIOR LISTE NAME NICKNAME WEAKNESS Stein Andersen Tine Verna Ball Funny Irene Bragg Inie Helen Brimner Brimner Francis Brown Bus Deloss Cannon Snooky Maxine Davis Max Lois Ellis Ellis Eloise Fairchild Red Edith Georgesen Edit Arthur Glass Art Gail Green Greenie Margaret Griffeth Marg Madelyn Grice Pat Zeta Harrington Tiny Jack Harris John Walter Harris Wally Mary Louise Hoffman Mary Lou Miles Hollcraft Miggs Harriet Hummelgard Jennie Novia Kaster Kaster Minna Ketel Ima Pan Edward Kudella Eddy Helga Lind Lind Betty MacKay Oh! Kay Kenneth MacDonald Mac Edna McMillan Scotty Annettie Moe Aunty Elva Nelson Bub Esther Nye Nye Richard Merritt Dicker Hilton Prior Hilt Madge Pruitt Pruitt Harold Rose Rose Richard Schultze Dickie Leonard Smith Smitty Fay Sherwood Dear Lacona Tanner Conic Ingward Tollefsen Tolly Virginia Trout Fish Robert Van Scoy Specs Elmo Vickers Coony Eleanore Zink Elly Mrs. Holmes Miss Knuths Work Inferiority complex Short skirts Double chocolate malts Pat S. B. room Speckled faces Boys Gum Ready advice Arguing Superiority Poker Black hair and brown eyes Loud talking Louise Fifth termers Scales Rubies in Scandinavian settings Diamonds Tan Fords Grocery stores Collar bones Long hair Excessive studying Sympathy Generosity Nephews Fake rings Gym Women Bashfulness Cafe’s Love making Nessoles Jefferson maids Arthur “E’s” Golden Locks O. S. C. Max Quietness Miss Heizer Seniors PAGE FIFTEEN The RANGER “ALL THE COMFORTS OF HOME” Eggbert Pettibone...................................Richard Merritt Ah-eh-hem. It’s only business, my child. Emily Pettibone -------- Oh, that is simply heavenly.” Katy -............................................ Yes Sir.—They are. Sir. Rosabelle Pettibone ------- Yes here he is-as large as life. Alfred Hastings................................. All the comforts of Home.” Tom McDaw - -- -- -- -- And I gits half. Victor Symthe .................................... It is all like a dream—a dream. Christopher Dabney................................ Oh—er—the horrible—idea. Judson Langhorne ------- Richard Schultze “Nice ideah—really-ha, ha! Fifi Ortanski ------- Mary Louise Hoffman And such a charming landlord. Theodore Bender......................................Miles Hollcraft Yes, my love. Josephine Bender........................................Helga Lind “The-o-dO-ore I Evangline Bender - Minna Ketel If—if—I belonged to you? Thompson - ' - This where e lives. Sir. August McSnath.............................. Ah, my dear Pettibone. Madelyn Grice Lois Ellis Betty MacKay Harold Rose Elmo Vickers Francis Brown Arthur Glass Hilton Prior STAFF COACH.................La VERNE EVELYN LEGER BUSINESS MANAGER .... STEIN ANDERSEN ADVERTISING MANAGER - INGWARD TOLLEFSEN GENERAL MANAGER - - ELEANOR ZINK ELECTRICIAN..............ROBERT VAN SCOY STUDENT COACH..............NOVIA KASTER PROPERTY MANAGER - - - -ANNETTE MOE COSTUME MANAGER - - - -MAXINE DAVIS HEAD USHER .... EDITH GEORGESEN PAGE SIXTEEN The RANGER THE FRESHMAN GIRLS' RECEPTION The girls’ activities began very promptly on September eighteenth with the Senior Girls’ Reception for the Freshman Girls. The purpose of this tea is to acquaint the freshies with their fellow students and to familiarize them with Roosevelt and its activities. The Senior Girls arranged a delighful program with Novia Kaster presiding. Miss Leger answered the hearty welcome of the seniors on behalf of the freshman class. Representatives of the various clubs spoke, making clear the motive and functions of each organization. A piano solo was given by Betty McKay, and Elaine Poe rendered a reading. Miss Mattey assured the Freshman Girls of success at Roosevelt by participation in organizations, co-operation with the students at large, and earnest efforts in school routine. Following the program, refreshments consisting of hot chocolate and wafers were served and the Freshman Girls departed with the spirit of friendliness toward Roosevelt and their “big sisters.” THE SENIOR TEA On October the twelfth the Seniors sponsored a tea for the mothers and the members of the faculty. The auditorium, which was used and decorated for the occasion presented an unusually attractive appearance. Mrs. Holmes was hostess of the affair. A program, with charming numbers, was arranged by Robert Van Scoy and Helen Brimner. Jack Harris sang an old number entitled Loves Old Sweet Song”, and Betty McKay played a piano solo. Helga Lind gave an interesting reading. Richard Merritt rendered a saxophone solo accompanied by Dorothy Haworth at the piano. The Senior chorus sang Out Where the West Begins”. Harold Rose spoke on A Student’s Senior Year in High School.” lea was served during the intermission by members of the senior class. After all the conversation had ended, the mothers departed with a feeling of pride that they should have the opportunity to visit the institution from which a son or daughter was graduating. PAGE SEVENTEEN The RANGER SEVENTH TERMERS PRESIDENT................ RUBY OIHUS VICE-PRESIDENT .... LUCILLE THOMPSON SEC.-TREAS. - - MARY ELIZABETH STEVENSON LIVE WIRES - GLORIA KLAHN and LENORE STUHR Charlotte Adam Lawrence Anderson Kathryn Bailey Earl Ballew Upton Bickford Harold Bradley Catherine Brougher Margaret Brown George Burnett Rachel Doving Paul Duell Agnes Evans Lucille Flanary Edward Foster Cleota Fry Mabel Galbraith Omar Glass Ethyl Groves Idris Hanber,; Ross Hastings Evelyn Heineck Frank Hollcraft John Holmes Roland Johnson Gloria Klahn Helen Lahti John Lang James Lassater Margorie Leer Jacqueline Livingstone Virginia Lynn Ray McMullen Roy McMullen Doris McKenna Ruby Oihus Inger Peterson Eugenia Pilip Charles Richards Dorothy Rose Nathalie Roth Mary Stevenson Lenora Ttuhr Ruth Swanson Lucille Thompson Donald Warnick Carol Webster Marjorie Weddell Beatrice Whisman Clarke Woodhouse Mae Woods PAGE EIGHTEEN The RANGER SIXTH TERMERS PRESIDENT......................JOHN CURRIER SECRETARY-TREASURER - - OTTO VONDERHEIT LIVE WIRE......................RUBY NELSON Mary Allen Martha Bergcnan Audrey Boyd Howard Bredeen Arthur Brown Hazel Cadigan Lester Chenowith Ray Clapp John Currier Rex Forker Edward France Brooks Gordon Florence Grady Lawrence Hobson Frank Holl Ruby Housten Leslie Irvin Gordon Johnson Larry Lillebo Irene McFall Jimmie Milroy Ruby Nelson Forrest Peterson Thelma Potts Wilma Rodgers Wilma Scales Dessadean Shackelford Nellie Shanahan Leona Stevens Chester Trusky Otto Vonderheit Lincoln Waterman PAGE NINETEEN The RANGER FIFTH TERMERS PRESIDENT..................MILDRED DEAN VICE-PRESIDENT .... ARNOLD NICOLAI SECRETARY-TREASURER - - MARGARET WILLIS LIVE WIRES.............KATHERINE KOPP and HOWARD GALBRAITH Oscar Anderson Beatrice Alexander Marian Birdsall Allen Bradley Julia Brozitus Lloyd Bryant Frances Burger Monica Butler Margaret Coleman Floy Danforth Earl Davis Mildred Dean Emery Dentel Florence Denton Helen Deuell Christine Doving Golda Edward Harold Eldred Lola Enoch Katherine Fairbrook Wayne Felps Douglas Frame Howard Galbraith Edna Hampson Elsie Hannila Russell Ingham Helen Kalmbach Harriet Keiser Arthur Klein Katherine Kopp Darhl Lamar Janice Lane Bernice Leer Ruth Lucia William McKenna Lowell McMullen Ruby McNeal Doris McMiece Elizabeth Micksh Grayland Miller Wilbur Moyer Robert Nelson Wesley Nicholas Arnold Nicolai Gertrude Nye Beverly Phillips Wayne Philipi Clifford Pierson Docia Pigg Elaine Poe George Porter Ray Pubols Elsie Pebman Geneva Rinker Elsie Robinson Rollo Roles Ella Rudat Helen Ryan Lorene Saltis Leroy Saltser Leo Slopnick Ruth Stickney Earnest Stockwell Dorothy Walker Marjorie Walton Virgil Waterman Lloyd White Margaret Willis Frank Willman Martha Woodfor Esther Zimmerman Evelyn Zink PAGE TWENTY The RANGER FOURTH TERMERS PRESIDENT -VICE-PRESIDENT LEIF ANDERSEN JANETTE JAMES SECRETARY - - ... ELSIE HANSEN TREASURER OLIVE TOLLEFSEN Dorothy Adams Buela Harris Louise Rice Leif Andersen Winifred Huyer Helen Root Clement Ankeny Janette James Melena Root Dean Barnhardt James Johnson George Rosenberger Wallace Berg Howard Larkin Martha Schlesser Dorothy Boskeill Carl Larvick Anna Rouse Howard Brakebill Barton Learned Ida Marie Schultze Frank Chaney Viaola Lereth Marguerite Shackleton Ina Clarke Arlene Maxfield Gladys Simpson Bert Coffey Carol McFall Susie Skells Jack Couch Eunice McKee Burton Smith Ruth Coy Marjorie McKee William Steinfeldt Wilfred Duke Maxine Mitchell Ernest Stochwell Dorothy Durant Ellen Moe Dorothy Swanson Olive Tollefson Thelma Edwards Reba Moore Douglas Ellis Dwight Myers Irene Tyler Loraine Ellis Wallace Newhaouse Joe Von Pier Aubrey Emery Irene Ogden Dorothy Vredenberg Ina Hoin Beulah O’Reilley William Walker Byron Hanberg Ray Ralls Marjorie Walton Elsie Hansen Norenia Hanna Alta Ranson Mary Wood PAGE TWENTY.ONE The RANGER THIRD TERMERS PRESIDENT.................DONALD SMITH SECRETARY-TREASURER - - ANNA HAMBLIN LIVE WIRES - IRENE WESTON and WORTH CHANEY Tommy Anderson Martha Backus Edwin Barham John Blanding Marian Brooke Guy Chambers Worth Chaney Ray Chenoweth Dallas Cooke Riley De Lap Arthur Dupuy Ban Duncan Virginia Garr Robert Gadiss Francis Grady Nellie Gray Roberta Griswold Richard Halferty Anna Hamblin Lucille Hays Holly Hawk Hazel Hooker Dorothea Hoover Louise Ziegler Glen Hummelgard Bernice Jellison Lillian Johnson Guy Kennedy Marie Kylstra Mary Lofgren Magna Loving Ruth Massman Blair McLean Margaret McMahan Margaret Makela Loie Messenger Alta Miller Donald Mitchel Darrel Moore Evelyn Murdock Carl Neddham Norvin Nibler Carl Norgerg Bruce Oppcrthouse Edward Pallett Louisa Parry Lillian Pearson Lydia Zimmerman Vera Penny Edna Pruitt Vesta Zuin Mildred Reinhart Ruth Richards lna Roberts Herman Robinson Francis Schlegel Anna May Siers Donald Smith Jean Steele Louisa Sullivan Richard Thompson Vernon Tomlinson Zuilda Totten Helen Ugstad Harold Upton Irene Weston Ray Whiting Eldridge Whitsit Pauline Willamn Mildred Yard Mabel Young Alice Zink PAGE TWENTY.TWO The RANGER SECOND TERMERS PRESIDENT.................EVERETT PHILLIPS VICE-PRESIDENT........................FAYE WILHELM SECRETARY-TREASURER - - VERA MARTIN LIVE WIRES ROBERT CAMPBELL. ANNA NOCE and CLIFFORD THOMAS Anderson, Jimmie Armstrong, Phyllis Austin, lola Bailey, Russell Barkam, Edward Brodahl, Viola Brooke, Scott Brown, Alberta Brown, Eugena Brown, Lorena Cadigan, Ray Campbell, Robert Day, Margaret Eulve, Eugene Erickson, Paul Farnham, Lyndall Gannon, Lester Gerty, Edwin Glass, Elmer Haggleblan, Wilmer Jeans, Bernita Jenson, Katherine Johnston, Ruth Jower, Gilbert Kass, Freddie Kenaga, Frances Ketel, Harry Kimball, Aleen Klahn, Martha Leech, Mildred Marcy, Robert Marcy, Roberta Martin, Vera Mitchell, Jean Murphy, Bernard Navarre, Bessie Navarre, Hilda Noce, Anna Norgard, Lillian Payne, Mary Pratt, Frank Phillips, Everett Porter, Burton Preudt, Helen Pullen, Violet Rebman, Harold Remane, Loren Schwartz, Mildred Rogers, William Shrunk, Terence Storli, Lydia Ann Sunuski, Anna Thannas, Clifford Tormey, Cassey Watson, Gene Weiss, Erna Whisman, Ross Wilhelem, Faye Wilson, Wilma Winer, Katherine Willinger, Alice Woolley, Clarence PAGE TWENTY.THREE The RANGER FIRST TERMERS LIVE WIRES - - DALE LILLEBO, HOWARD SMITH and LOUISE CLARK Abraham, Alfred Ackkers, Jo ie Andrews, Bernice Annas, Bob Annas, Ceralt Arnold, Norwood Bedgood, Dorothy Bell, Norma Bierdorf, Ulla Bierman, Donald Bierman, Donald Blair, John Booth, Willard Buchannan, Delvin Burnett, Dorothy Carrier, Charles Chamberlain, Vira Chapman, Vera Clark. Louise Chidester, Elva Louise Davis, Lorcin Dollarhyde, Bernice Dotson, Nellie Egger, Herman Fergguson, Wilbur Fletcher, Raymond Fontaine, Dorothy Fraley, Adrien Funderberk, Nierle Galbraith, Marjorie Groves, Floyd Hagelund, Vivian Hague, Lars Hancock, Darwin Hastings, Edwin Hedges, Rachel Heyes, Evelyn James. Annie Laurie Jones. Wilfred Julius. Thelma Kass, Kathleen Kelly, Alma Kerekes, Paul Ketel, Ruth Kurtz, Doris Nurtz, Olmen Larsen, Elizabeth Lash. Margaret Lawrence, Elnay Lick, Lillian Lifdit, Kenneth Lillebo, Dale Lingaas, Jack McConnell, Lowell McDougal, Phyllis McQuick, Viola Miller, Wilbur Mauda, Wallace Muck, Charles Myers, Joe Nelson, Phyllis Padden, Morene Pangborn, Vera Parsons, Dorothy Parsons, Marian Pilip, Clement Pratt, Lillian Pratt, Virginia Rabel, Anna Rabielaed, Joe Richert, Joe Rictor, Biele Robertson, Robert Rodabaugh, Beatrice Rose, Ray Rosenberger, Helen Saling, Herman Sanford, Elnora Saunders, Bruce Smith, Barce Smith, Gerald Smith, Howard Sprawcew, Phillip Stewart, Lewis Taylor, Kathleen Teaushill, Royce Trawick, Elta Thompson, Ernest Tucker, Raymond Van Valkenburg, Dorothy Vrooman, Ivan Walker, Muriel West, Velma Weton, Delwin Wetlis, Alta White, Keith Williamson, Vernon Worpentine, Lawrence Zimmerman, William Zink, Ruth PAGE TWENTY-FOUR Teddy R, Teddy R, where have you been? 1 ve been to the Glee Club to learn to sing, I’ve joined the Dramatic Club and French Club as well, So I’m rather busy; as perhaps you can tell. The RANGER STUDENT BODY COUNCIL The whole of the Roosevelt Associated Student Body hinges on its student council of five members. On this cabinet, extra-curricular activity government depends. Several of its duties are: planning activities, proposing by-laws, and appointing officers. Executive power is divided as follows: Student Body President: Jack Harris has commendably carried the many responsibilities of this office for the past two terms. Public Welfare Commissioner: The supervision of benefit entertainments, the fire squad, book exchange, and other matters of school interest were handled by Deloss Cannon. The Girls’ Activity Commissioner: The efficient representative of girls’ interests was Madelyn Grice. Athletic Commissioner: Donald Warnick held this position during the past term. Fine Arts Commissioner: Nathalie Roth has done much to promote both literature and music as Fine Arts Commissioner. She has given to the student body two new school songs. Finance Commissioner: This position of responsibility was occupied by Beatrice Whisman. PAGE TWENTY.FIVE The RANGER EDITORIAL STAFF EDITOR-IN-CHIEF -FACULTY ADVISOR LITERARY - - - ASSISTANT - - ORGANIZATIONS -ASSISTANT - - - CLASSES - - - ASSISTANT - - - SOCIAL - - - - ASSISTANT - - - FEATURES - - - ASSISTANT ATHLETICS - - ASSISTANT - - HUMOR .... ASSISTANT - - • SENIOR DEPARTMENT ASSISTANT TYPIST - HELEN BRIMNER P. A. GETZ NATHALIE ROTH - EVELYN ZINK -BETTY MacKAY DOROTHY ROSE RACHEL DOVING LEO SLOPNICK IRENE McFALL THELMA POTTS MARY ALLEN JOHN CURRIER JAMES LASATER RUBY OIHUS MADELYN GRICE STEIN ANDERSEN NOVIA KASTER HELGA LIND RUBY OIHUS i ART STAFF ART EDITOR...............LACONA TANNER ASSISTANT............. MARJORIE WEDDELL ART ADVISOR..................MISS COBLE BUSINESS STAFF BUSINESS MANAGER - - - OTTO VONDERHEIT ASSISTANTS - HAROLD ROSE. ALLAN BRADLEY PAGE TWENTY-SIX The RANGER GIRLS’ FEDERATION PRESIDENT MADELYN GRICE VICE-PRESIDENT .... INGER PETERSON SECRETARY .... - MINNA KETEL The Girls’ Federation of Roosevelt is a comparatively new organization. It was organized three semesters ago for the purpose of “Furthering friendship, insuring co-operation, establishing ideals of wholesome living, and improving the scholastic standing among the girls”, and it is functioning smoothly under the leadership and advice of Miss Mattley. All the girls of the school are automatically members of the Federation. The Executive Board or Girls’ Cabinet meets twice a month. At their meetings the members of the cabinet discuss the problems that arise in the school, plan for candy sales, and decide on what charitable work they will do. During the past semester the girls spent the money that they earned from their candy sales for their Christmas work. The general meetings of the whole federation are held once a month. Officers representing the different classes for this semester are: eighth term. President, Novia Kaster; Vice-President, Minna Ketel; seventh term. President, Ruby Oihus; Vice-President, Inger Peterson; sixth term. President, Dessadean Shackelford; Vice-President, Ruby Nelson; fifth term. President, Elsie Rebman; Vice-President, Margaret Willis; fourth term. President, Idamarie Schultze; Vice-President, Marguerette Shackelton; third term, President, Louisa Parry; second term, President, Fay Wilhelm; Vice-President, Vera Martin; first term. President, Evelyn Hays; Vice-President, Dorothy Van Val-kenburg. THE SOCIAL SERVICE CLUB The Social Service Club is formed primarily for the purpose of rendering service in the school. It is composed of eleven girls, nine of whom are on the Emergency Room Staff. Each girl on the staff spends one period of every day in the Emergency Room where she ministers to the ailments of girls who are ill. It is the duty of each girl on the staff to understand the rudiments of first aid, and only girls who show the desire and efficiency to perform the required service are chosen for the staff. The remaining two of the eleven members of the club are in charge of the locker rooms. It is their duty to see that there is no crowding or unnecessary confusion at the locker room doors and that there is no waste paper in the locker room. The Social Service Staff is under the supervision of Miss Mattley, who, because of her complete understanding of the work of the girls, is of great help to them. The members of the Emergency Room Staff are: Lois Ellis, (Supervisor) ; Harriet Hummelgard, Dorothy Rose, Cleota Fry, Betty MacKay, Novia Kaster, Helga Lind, Elaine Poe and Lucille Thompson. The girls in charge of the locker room are Lenora Stuhr and Ruby Nelson. PAGE TWENTY.SEVEN The RANGER THE GIRLS' GLEE CLUB One of the school’s most active organizations is the Girls’ Glee Club. For the past two years it has given an operetta, and already it has begun the practice for next term’s production, ’’The Bells of Capistrano.’’ This semester the girls sang at the convention of the Oregon Congress of Mothers, gave a program for school assembly, and a sextette of them sang over the radio, December the sixth. The careful chorus training given in Glee Club is of great benefit to one’s voice. Instruction in sight-reading, interpretation, correct breathing, and use of the voice is included with its membership. Many girls have found that three years participation in the club’s activities has improved their voices remarkably. The Club’s officers for this term were: Helga Lind, President; Wilma Scales, Librarian; and Ruby Oilhus, Accompanist. PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT The RANGER LATIN CLUB The gods and goddesses on Mt. Olympus have just completed another one of their many successful six months’ rule over the lowly mortals and neophytes of the Roosevelt Latin Club which is situated on a certain earth below the sacred mount. Even though the club is composed of only mortals, it is a privilege to belong to it, because the membership is limited to but fifty persons, and there is always a waiting list of hopeful Latin students. The club is of great benefit to its members, who gain, not only enjoyment but also instruction in Roman mythology and in Roman customs. The members look forward to each meeting with anticipation, because they know that Miss Hunkins, their very clever advisor will have planned an entertaining program. One of the most entertaining meetings of the term was the joint installation and initiation. Nine neophytes were sold as slaves to the gods and goddesses under the condition that they would ever be faithful to the Latin Club and obedient to their rulers. The program included Latin songs, classical dances, and a playlet, all of which were given by the nine incoming neophytes. After the program the club members descended to the cafeteria where Ceres had prepared dainty refreshments. This semester the Latin Club presented to an appreciative Student Body a very enjoyable and instructive play entitled “A Slave Girl ”. The cast included Harold Rose, Mary Allen, John Currier, Dorothy Rose, Harold Upton, Elizabeth Miksch, and Otto Vonderheit. The officers for the term were: Jupiter, Harold Rose; Juno, Mary Allen; Minerva, Idris Hanberg; Bacchus, John Currier; Ceres, Dorothy Rose; Venus, Elsie Rebman; Apollo, Otto Vonderheit; Diana. Cleota Fry; Cleo, Edna Hampson; Mercury, Worth Chaney. THE LITERARY CLUB FACULTY ADVISOR .... MRS. DILIO PRESIDENT.......................NOVIA KASTER VICE-PRESIDENT..................ANNETTIE MOE SECRETARY.........................MINNA KETEL MEMBERSHIP CHAIRMAN - - MARGARET WILLIS ENTERTAINMENT...........................HELEN BRIMNER HERALD............................ELAINE POE The girls of the Dramatic Club have changed the name of their organization to “Literary Club ”, because the latter seemed to be more suitable to their field of work, which includes the study of dramatics, literature, and ethics. These subjects have been found interesting, and all members are enthusiastic over their work. A most creditable program was enjoyed in assembly when this club had charge. Their program was called “Correct and Incorrect Etiquette”. Pf G E TWENTY.NINE The RANGER THE ORCHESTRA LEADER................MR. HAROLD BAYLEY STUDENT LEADER .... LUCILLE FLANARY The membership of the orchestra has, during the past semester, grown to twenty-two students, who are rapidly increasing their musical ability and talent under the able direction of Mr. Bayley. Of the twenty-two instruments in it there are eleven violins, three clarinets, two trumpets, a trombone, a flute, a bass viol, and a piano. The orchestra is now considered one of the best high school orchestras of the city, even though it is much smaller than the others. The orchestra meets every Tuesday and Thursday during the study and third periods and practices diligently. Lucille Flanary is a capable student director and works under Mr. Bayley’s guidance. This is the first time in the history of the orchestra that the student leader has been a girl. The orchestra furnishes agreeable entertainment for many of the outstanding school functions, such as the senior play and commencement. It often plays at the general assemblies of the Student Body, and on one occasion it furnished entertainment for the Williams Parent Teacher Association. Because of its activity, the orchestra is an extremely valuable organization both to the school and to its members, and the Student Body is sincerely appreciative of the many efforts it expends. PAGE THIRTY The RANGER THE ROOSEVELT FIRE -SOUAD CH1EFF...................ROBERT VAN SCOY BATTALION CHIEF - - - CLARK WOODHOUSE BATTALION CHIEF .... DELOSS CANNON The Roosevelt Fire Squad is one of the most useful organizations of the school. It is composed of twenty-seven boys who are appointed to the organization because of their willingness and ability to render service to the school. By belonging to the Fire-Squad the boys obtain valuable information concerning the use of apparatus and the elimination of fire hazards about the school. As soon as the fire alarm is sounded, it is the duty of the boys to rush to their preassigned posts of duty as quickly and as quietly as possible. There they maintain rigid discipline and see that there is no infraction of rules. The weekly fire-drill gives invaluable practice, which would be of utmost value if a real fire should break out. The Fire-Squad has, during the past semester, maintained the former record of fifty seconds. It has done everything in its power to make the drills quicker, quieter and more efficient. PAGE THIRTY.ONE The RANGER THE BAND LEADER.......................MR. LEO HANDZLIK STUDENT LEADER .... UPTON BICKFORD For an organization two years old the high school band is a remarkable one. Mr. Handzlik. the instructor, is so encouraged over the talent of his proteges that he intends to prepare them for the next state high school contest. Late in December the boys are to give a concert and in January they are scheduled for a musical assembly. The student body itself has often enjoyed the band’s appearance in assembly and has been proud of its presence at football games. The present band consists of four clarinets, three altos, on- baritone, one bass, three trombones, one snare and one bass drum, and eight cornets. PAGE THIRTY.TWO The RANGER THE ROOSEVELT TRI-Y PRESIDENT ... - BEATRICE WH1SMAN VICE-PRESIDENT..............EUGENIA PILIP SECRETARY .... DESSADEAN SHACKELTON TREASURER...................WILMA SCALES This club, which is a branch of the Y. W. C. A. movement, is to be highly commended for its development of the individual girl in character and usefulness. Endeavor is made to promote the girl’s interest in worth-while avocations and to show her how she may become the best kind of an American girl. “To face life squarely and to find and give the best’’ is the motto of Tri-Y girls. When one joins the organization, she finds herself intensely interested in its activities. This term the center of interest has been Indians. As a project the girls are studying Indian life, literature, and music, and are making books, puzzles, gifts, and toys for Reservation children. October twenty-ninth they had a grand ”Pow-Wow ”. Around a campfire, dressed in Indian costume, the girls ate succotash, corn bread, and an Indian dessert. For entertainment they danced war-dances, told Indian legends, and had 'heap-good-time’’. Every Roosevelt girl is eligible to Tri-Y membership. ji CAFETERIA BOARD I he Roosevelt Cafeteria is now under the supervision of a special cafeteria board elected from the student body, together with two faculty advisors, Miss Casey and Mr. Dunkelberger. The cafeteria board consists of five students, Roy McMullen, Harold Rose, Docia Pigg, Allen Bradley, and Ruby Nelson, who were elected by popular vote early this semester. Since it is one of the chief aims of the board to better the service in the cafeteria, it is more than willing to receive any helpful suggestions from the student body. Two of the board members with their advisors visited several other high school cafeterias in the city, and through these visits obtained much valuable help in managing the cafeteria. The loyal support of the students during the past semester has been greatly appreciated, and the term has been a pleasant and profitable one. PAGE THIRTY.THREE The RANGER THE ROOSEVELT HI-Y PRESIDENT...........................JACK HARRIS VICE-PRESIDENT............HAROLD ROSE SECRETARY.................JOHN CURRIER TREASURER...................DONALD SMITH EDITOR...................ROBERT VAN SCOY The Roosevelt Hi-Y, a branch of the Y. M. C. A., is a small, exceedingly active organization. It is composed of but fifteen members carefully selected from the Student Body according to their popularity, character, and scholarship; and it is the duty of each member to aid in “Creating, maintaining and extending throughout the school and community a high standard of Christian character. The club is advised by Mr. Brand, a very competent leader, who encourages the boys in their work. He is personally interested in them, and through his fervent zeal and enthusiasm, as well as his advice, he has helped the Hi-Y to become what it is. The club has been especially active during the past two terms and has secured, for the second time, the shield for the “Statewide Efficiency Contest” among the Oregon Hi-Y Clubs. Many clubs have endeavored to gain possession of the shield but only a very few have won it. In addition to serving on various committees in the school and rendering service as floor committees at Student Body dances, the Hi-Y has conducted several drives for food for Grandma s Kitchen and aided in other charitable drives. Because of its service the club is greatly admired by the school and community. PAGE THIRTY-FOUR Little Tommy Rough-rider sang for a cipher, And sometimes for his theme; And he dreamed of his fate, if this writing was late For his English grade would be lean. The RANGER YESTERDAY’S SHIP On an endless strand of beach, Far away from sphere of man, Lies bleak and lonely an old steel ship Half buried in the sand. Up from her dreary deep sand grave, Her rusty prow tow’rs high, Still decked in gallant figure-head, Defiant she looks—unwilling to lie. Many years ago, this ancient ship, Started forth a steely bright. Into foamy and rapturous seas, Bound for adventurous lands of night. Still unharmed she glided the treacherous waves, For she had as her guidance, the moon, But alas, cruel fate swept adrift its prey. When clouds covered o’er its guide too soon. Silent and cold she lies there each night While the dark waters beckon and call, And she’s carried away by the sea-gull’s cry Through the twilight—to slumber-hall. Once again salty waves swept over her decks, And a wind gently tossed her sail; Hush—tis laughter, a voice ringing clear. Hark—the captain now cries, “All Hail”. The moon’s dainty meshes she has for a sail, For her cargo, the golden sand, And the glittering star over yonder. Is her port in a distant land. See, through the shimmering mist she flows; Her guardian—the same old moon-a-glow. But, look! rosy dawn rises out of the sea. And slowly and faintly the vision goes. Dreams—just a dream; the fairies’ masterpiece. For there like a giant statue, she lay. But the dreams gave hope and inspired With life—this ship of yesterday. —Nathalie Roth. PAGE THIRTY.FIVE The RANGER CHINESE CHARACTERISTICS Chee Lou laid the small, silk embroidered tapestries, one upon another. Then he rolled them into as small a bundle as possible and started to wrap them carefully. They were a family heritage, and he wished to keep them for memories’ sake. It does not seem strange, therefore, that when his dearest American friend. Miss Ruth, wanted to borrow the tapestries from the Chinaman for one day, she succeeded only after pleading a long time. She wished to show Chee Lou’s precious heritage to her Art Professor. Tinkle-tinkle-tinkle, rang the little bell over the outside door of the Pawn-shop. Ah, that must be Ruth, she usually came at that time. Chee Lou picked up the half-wrapped bundle of tapestries and advanced toward the front of the dark shop. Much to his surprise it was not Ruth but a tall, well-built, dignified man of about forty years, with hair graying at the temples. Chee Lou regarded the man curiosuly, for it was not often that he had customers after six-thirty. The man spoke not a word, but from an inside pocket of his heavy overcoat he produced a tiny, intricately wrought, silver box. He gave this to the Chinaman, who took it near the electric light and examined it. After he had taken in every detail, he decided that the box was carved in native Chinese design and worth a great deal, Chee Lou asked him how much he wanted. “Fifty dollars,’’ was the curt reply. Chee Lou again appeared to survey the unopened box, but in reality he was watching the stranger, who, leaning against the counter, seemed to take an unusual interest in the small, unorderly shop. His eyes were noticing and cataloging every detail of the shop. He seemed to be especially interested in the silk tapestries which Chee Lou had laid on the counter as the stranger came in. When Chee Lou had seen all thi3, he told the man that he would give him only forty dollars. The man nodded, signifying his assent, and Chee Lou handed him a ticket and the money. After the stranger had departed, Chee Lou again examined the box closely. It must open: if only he could find out how to open it. But how to do this was most cleverly concealed, and he, with all his knowledge of Chinese carving, could not discover it. He was still puzzling over the box when Ruth arrived. He told her how he had gotten it and of the stranger. Ruth, reaching for the box, in order that she might examine it, placed her thumb upon it and felt something give way under her thumb, and, with a little click, the box opened. Suppressing an astonished exclamation, Chee Lou and Ruth gazed into the box. There, nestling in the snowy depths, was a large opal reflecting the light with soft glowing colors. “II it real?’’ asked Ruth tremulously. ’’Come and we’ll see,” said Chee Lou and led the way to the room in the back of the shop. There he, with a few foreign instruments began to test the opal, which he held in his hand. Ruth was examining the small box to see how it opened. She closed it, thinking she had found the secret lock and wishing to test it, when a scream and a loud crash reechoed from the street. Chee Lou, still clasping the opal, jumped to his feet and ran for the door closely followed by Ruth. On arriving at the door, they saw a large crowd about three PAGE THIRTY-SIX The RANGER doors away. Chee Lou immediately advanced toward the excited mob, and Ruth started to follow, but, noticing the box in her hand, she ran back into the shop, placed it on the counter just before the small tapestries, and, turning, rushed outside, colliding with a man who was near the door. She disentangled herself and, with a hasty apology, raced for the crowd that milled nearby with Chee Lou on its outskirts. After finding that it was only a young man knocked down by a small boy on a bicycle, the crowd dispersed. Chee Lou found Ruth, and they together returned to the shop. Chee Lou entered the back room, while Ruth stayed a minute to look up the street swarming with hurrying people. Suddenly Chee Lou heard Ruth s voice. “Chee Lou! Chee Lou! Is the silver box in there?” “No, - - - at least I don’t see it,” he answered. “1 was quite sure I left it on the counter out here, but it isn’t here now,” said Ruth in a troubled manner as she appeared on the threshhold. At these words Chee Lou sprang into hasty action. A single survey of the tiny back room showed it was not there. Then they went into the shop, and Chee Lou discovered that something else was gone too, and that it was the roll of old embroidered tapestries. They searched a long time, and when they could find no trace of either box or tapestries, they sat down to think. Ruth wanted to call a detective, but Chee Lou said they would try their hand first, for it looked as if it would be interesting, he was sure. Ruth agreed with him. Then Chee Lou proceeded to point out to Ruth where they had the advantage of the robber: mainly that the box had been closed and the robber had not discovered that the opal was gone before he hastily departed in the short time that they were gone, for that the robber knew that there was an opal appeared clear to Chee Lou. He believed that the robber would try to get the opal, and, therefore intended to use it as the means of getting back his precious tapestries. This much Chee Lou disclosed to Ruth and no more would he tell. Ruth, who at all times respected the old chinaman’s wisdom, refrained from questioning him. Meanwhile in a small bedroom of a fairly respectable hotel not far from Chee Lou’s pawn-shop was the stranger, gloating and rubbing his hands over the successful way in which he had gotten the five tapestries which now lay before him, even though he had almost broken his neck over that foolish girl. He picked up the silver box from the chair, where he had hastily thrown it on entering, and began to polish it absentmindedly with his white handkerchief, which was wrapped around his index finger, meditating as he did so, about how silly he had at first thought himself to take the opal and the box to the Chinaman’s. But the opal he knew wasn’t worth very much, and, since he couldn’t open the box, he was quite sure the Chinaman couldn’t either. Now the lock had been broken in by Ruth’s handling, and quite suddenly it gave way beneath the rotating pressure of his finger, causing the box to open with a distinct click. The stranger gave a soft laugh of delight, then he bent over and looked into the box. A low oath escaped his lips. He turned the box upside down and shook it furiously. Not a thing fell out. Then he felt around the sides and over the bottom, but no object arrestel his searching fingers. Suddenly he stopped seeking and began to laugh foolishly. PAGE THIRTY.SEVEN The RANGER “Why should 1 worry? It wasn't worth anything.” Just then there came two low knocks on the door. The stranger snapped off his laughter and bid the knocker enter. The door was opened cautiously. and a small man with little, shifty eyes crept into the room. He closed the door behind him softly and then faced the stranger. Say, for God’‘s sake hang onto that opal. It's worth a mighty big lump and they've offered a ten thousand dollar reward, he whispered hoarsely. Chee Lou was arranging his tiny pawn-shop for the night. A half-hour had passed since he had sent Ruth with messages to two of his friends. Ah Fung and Sing Lou, asking them to come as quickly as possible prepared for trouble. He was now listening for footsteps in the rear of his shop. He had placed the opal in one of the many tiny jewel boxes on the cluttered shelves. Just as he was extinguishing the flickering candle in the back room where he slept he heard low voices behind the building. One voice called him, and he opened the door to let his two friends, concealed in large wraps, enter. While they disposed of their wraps, he gave them a bare outline of the trouble. They showed him their small revolvers and daggers, which were like those with which Chee Lou armed himself. Chee Lou, however, had also added a high powered flashlight. In the inky blackness he secreted Sing Lou and told him to listen and not start any action. He and his other friend. Ah Fung, then hid themselves in another part of the small room. They had not waited long when they heard indistinct noises outside, as if someone were creeping guardedly around the low shop. Chee Lou smiled knowingly to himself in the darkness. Then the noise was gone and, for a long time, there was silence. Suddenly they heard the window in the back room warily pryed open. The Chinese held their breath. At length the window was open and one person stepped through. No one moved, and there was absolute silence. Then another climbed through and took several steps. Chee Lou knew that all were now in, and silently he raised his hands, one with the flashlight and the other with the gun. He, helped by his sense of direction, turned the flashlight blindingly upon the robbers and at the same time demanded in a sharp voice that they raise their hands. The robbers, stunned by the bright light, complied with his orders. “Place yourselves side by side, and Ah Fung, you search them for weapons.” This was done. What have you come for?” The opal, answered the one whom Chee Lou recognized as the stranger. You have the tapestries too? Yes. came the answer slowly. Will you trade the opal for the tapestries?” The robbers looked at Chee Lou as if he were not in his right mind, but, when Chee Lou explained that all he wanted was the tapestries, they eagerly assented. Chee Lou told Sing Lou that he should watch the companion of the stranger while he and Ah Fung went with him to get the tapestries. Sing Lou took his position and the stranger with his two guards left. Sing Lou did not have to wait long before the stranger and his two guards were again at the shop with the tapestries. Here they made the exchange and then the Chinese escorted the robbers to the front of the shop and watched them till they had disappeared far down the street. PAGE THIRTY-EIGHT The RANGER When they were gone, Chee Lou led his friends into the back room, stopping on the way to get a small, dirty jewel case from a shelf. This he opened and disclosed a large glowing opal. Ah Fung looked shrewdly at his friend and then glanced in the direction the robbers had gone. Chee Lou smiled blandly and said, ”1 gave them a twin—but an imitation.” —Evelyn Zink. THE REEDS T wo reeds on the sea shore, Side by side, Gayly danced with the quick Flowing tide. Twined their slim stems Together to stand. Lovers like these, seldom live On the land. But lo! From the North a bold ice storm Did ride. He smote the frail reeds, who shivering cried, Quickly they fell, sadly broken Did lie These two little lovers, left together. To die. Lorraine Ellis. THE OLD YEAR’S DEPARTURE The Old Year sat before a roaring fire, anxiously watching the clock. It was nearly midnight, and the old, feeble, white haired man was half glad that his time of rest was near; half sorry to leave the people he knew and loved. The clock ticked monotonously, and little by little, his head began to nod. Suddenly, shrieking whistles rent the air with their heralding screams. With a jerk, the old man’s head went up. In his haste, he could not find his cloak. The New Year danced in rosy cheeked from the crisp night air. Sharp eyed, he soon found the cloak, and just as the last radio signed off, the Old Year, feeble with age, hobbled off with just one backward glance of regret. —Harriett Kieser. PAGE THIRTY-NINE The RANGER MY FIRST AND ONLY AEROPLANE RIDE My first aeroplane ride was undoubtedly the most thrilling incident in my life up to that time, but the expectation was almost as thrilling. My first misgiving was at the moment when I parted with my two dollars and a half, but 1 was amply repaid for the expenditure. When I had bought my ticket, the aviator put a white, tight-fitting cap on my head and tied it underneath my chin. He said that it was to protect my hair. 1 climbed into the plane with difficulty, and we were off. The first few moments on the ground were glorious, because we went so fast that we became almost breathless. After we left the ground we seemed to go much slower than we had been going before. I did .not look down for several moments, but when I did, I discovered that we had left the vicinity of Portland and w re instead over that land inhabited by little dwarf people called Lilliputians. The automobiles below us were only about two feet long, and they were barely creeping along. Lilliput seemed sparsely settled with Lilliputians, but probably large numbers of them were in their homes. A small stream that took exactly the course of our Willamette River flowed peacefully through the town. Top bridges connected its opposite banks. 1 discovered while up in the air that Lilliput was really planned and plotted out, because it was symmetrical in every detail. The blocks, which were bound by small white streets about twelve inches across, were perfect squares. By the time that I had completely viewed Lilliput. I began to feel dizzy and a little sick. The engine of the plane was so loud that I could not make the aviator, sitting in back of me, understand what 1 tried to tell him; so we went on and on almost over the whole of Lilliput. Suddenly we turned around and the plane seemed almost to topple over. 1 quickly grasped the side of the plane, because I was afraid that I was going to fall out. I did not look down again until I felt a very faint thump, and saw that we were on solid ground. I thought that we must have traveled a long way because we had not landed in Lilliput as 1 thought we were going to, but we were in Portland at the same place from which we had set out. —Dorothy Rose. THE DESERT There was no breeze, yet the sands of that endless expanse of gray desert seemed to move gently under the shimmering rays of heat. Overhead a pitiless, round, fiery sun, seemed to hang suspended in space ready to fall at the slightest movement. A vulture the only living thing as far as the eye could see, wheeled again and again over the bleached bones of some poor creature that had succumbed to the inevitable in the land so parched and dry. —Harriett Keiser. PAGE FORTY The RANGER LAND OF LOST THINGS Down a long shady lane In a valley unknown— Is a land where for-get-me-nots grow. Though, I know not its name, In my fancy I call it— The land where the lost things go. Long lost hopes and ideals. Often travel this lane Where on mischief they flourish and grow, For they know they are free And they laugh in high glee In this land where the lost things go. Golden hours travel too— Down the long mystic lane— And mem’ries of old friends, you know. But they never come back— When they go down this track To the land where the lost things go. —Nathalie Roth. MORNING Morning! The wind has lulled, and the rain has ceased. The sun peeps through the clouds to shine on the fresh green grass and trees and on the moist brown earth. Sparkling drops of water drip from moss-covered eaves, and the birds begin to twitter in welcome of the day. Then, as the sun climbs higher, creatures begin to stir and go about their work, each singing, in its own fashion, praises of Nature. Beautiful morning! —Marjorie Leer. PEACE Where the dark, rippling waters. Softly silvered with light From that silent, old watcher Of blue, misty night. Laps the long, gleaming shore, While the songs of old lore Sung by dark, swaying pines Tells the tale all adore. There’s the Peace all men love Of our Maker above. «—-Evelyn Zink, PAGE FORTY-ON E The RANGER HALLOWE’EN HORRORS Frantic pounding and an oft-repeated angry “Mistee Challee! Mistee Challee!” aroused our family from its peaceful slumbers. My father hurriedly donned his clothes and threw open the door. There, framed by the sudden flood of light against the outer darkness, stood the Chinese foreman of the salmon cannery. He made an extremely ludicrous figure as he stood there with a ridiculous little black nite-cap perched on the back of his head. He had not stopped to dress, and his flaming, orange brocaded silk pajamas fairly dazzled us. Over these he wore a tight-fitting, black padded vest that threatened to burst with every gasping breath he took. His feet were encased in heavily embroidered green slippers. In one hand he brandished a wicked looking revolver; in the other a heavy monkey wrench. Stuttering and stammering angrily he finally emitted a partially coherent mixture of broken English and Chinese, that my father seemed to understand more or less imperfectly. According to his vehement explanations the white men were trying to run the Chinamen out. My father thought this highly improbable but went immediately to investigate. Llupay, the foreman, went along still muttering fiercely. Imagine my father’s surprise and great amusement to find some of the men and boys of the neighborhood upon the roof of the China-House each with a jack-o-lantern. All along the log booms at regular intervals were posted more jack-o-Ianterns with evil, grinning faces. Weird noises arose from white shrouded figures that moved stealthily beneath each window, while, from all the doors and windows, streamed frightened, panicky Chinamen. —Lillian Johnson. SONG I sang a song at mornrise; And sang until the noon. When twilight crept across the land 1 sang this merry tune. But as the evening shadows Gathered around my door, My first love did forsake me. Yet I but sang the more. For all the day I’d sung of joy And silence could not be. Somewhere I’ll find a love That will be true to me. —Lorraine Ellis. PAGE FORTY .TWO The RANGER THE FUTURE We see ahead a glowing light; It never for us clears; Yet each one paints with colors bright His plans for many years. ’ Tis foolish that we should plan so. They never do come true; But then we’d not be all aglow For light we can’t see through. Yet after each bright light draws ope, We see ahead a plan So different that we only hope. And paint as hard we can. —Evelyn Zink. ECHOES It was a peaceful evening. The glow of twilight had faded and given way to the shadowy hand of night. The moon shed a pale, mystic light over the earth. A light mist seemed to hover over all, and to presage some mysterious happening. Against the sky, an old deserted school-house was silhoutted. The lofty structure resembled a monster, for the empty casements looked like great eyes staring out into the night. It seemed to be in deep revelry as though its halls once more rang with peals of youthful laughter. But tonight the old school stands there alone-gazing up at the stars, into endless space. The school—Portsmouth School, has been deserted for the new. Nathalie Roth. NOMAD Wandering, wandering, careless, free. Roaming the land, sailing the sea. Going, coming—free from care. Willing to do—ready to dare. A gypsy, a nomad, a wanderer I, 1 sleep neath the heavens and hear the winds sigh. Walking the pathways, high on the hill. Refreshed by the water of mad brook and rill, Caring for no one, cared for by none, Roaming the mountain tops, up to the sun. Resting in sand dunes, lulled by the sea A wandering nomad, happy and free. Lorraine Ellis. PAGE FORTY-THREE The RANGER A FAIRY TALE OF OLD CHINA In the interior of China, where no foreign foot has trod, is the Blue Pagoda, the sacred shrine of the ancient house of Sing Lou. This pagoda is in one of the beauty spots of China. Great, green, drooping trees shade the pagoda, while flowers of all colors and essence brighten the soft green grass which slopes down to the tiny, trickling stream that almost encircles the shrine. Inside the pagoda there is nothing but a sanded floor and a large engraved panel, which covers one whole side of the shrine. The engraving is a golden dragon, from whose nostrils fire streams, and whose eyes had been two marvelous emeralds, but one emerald had mysteriously disappeared long ago. About this dragon are woven many ancient stories. The following is one of them. Many, many years ago Sing Lou, a young man, and his wife, Selong, had a little girl. Blue Bell. For two years Sing Lou and his wife had escaped throwing Blue Bell into the dark waters of the river as a sacrifice to the gods, but this year they knew the villagers would claim Blue Bell's life for the sacrifice. For many days the parents mourned, and then Sing Lou departed to the old shrine to pray. After he had prayed a great number of hours a sweet voice answered him. “Go unto the guarded home of So Fing and bring back the emerald he took from the golden dragon many years ago. When you have put it in its proper place, your daughter will be free from this ancient custom. Depart.’’ The voice was gone. The next morning at sunrise Sing Lou started on his journey. He learned along the way from other fellow travelers that the great So Fing had an emerald of wondrous beauty, which he always kept near him in a cask, securely locked. These travelers always added with a puzzled frown that the jewel had a smooth round piece of wood on one side which could not be removed without maring the jewel’s beauty. Then Sing Lou would smile and continue on his way. One day a great cloud o’er shadowed So Fing’s house and the surrounding village. The people were frightened, fearing that the gods had laid a curse on them. When the dark cloud had lifted, the great emerald of So Fing had disappeared. No trace of it could be found, and many of the people believed that the gods had taken it. Two emerald eyes again glittered in the golden head of the dragon in the Blue Pagoda. Sing Lou and his wife were happy, for their tiny daughter was free from the dark, beckoning waters of the river. Evelyn Zink. PAGE FORTY-FOUR Ding, dong, dall, the dogs run through the hall— Who let them in? Big Senior Klout. Who let them out? Little Freshie Tim. The RANGER STEPS TO SUCCESS Ten little rules of ’’don’ts’’ for the edification of successful high school students: I. Don’t keep to the right when walking up and down the halls of Roosevelt. Should you do so, ten chances to one you will attract no attention from those you meet. Keep to the left or force your way in a zigzag path if you would create a sensation. II. Don’t walk at one monotonous pace all the time. If you are in company walk slowly two or three abreast. This will be a trial of patience to the people behind. When you are alone go at an aeroplane speed, elbowing your way through the crowds. Everybody admires activity and energy. III. Don’t walk quietly about the classroom or halls; if, perchance, you are wearing high heels, click them for all your worth. What is the use of being present unless you let others know about it? IV. Don’t talk in a low tone of voice unless you have something really worth hearing. If you hurt anyone’s feelings you may be certain they won’t be yours. V. Don’t, when two or three of you get together for a little chat,, consider that you are blocking the doorway. The doorway was made for man, not man for the doorway, and it is your privilege to enjoy it to the full extent. VI. Don’t let anyone talk you into throwing your gum away. Chew it as long and as vigorously as you please. Gum was made to chew and not to throw away. VII. Don’t apologize if you chance to step upon some one’s foot. It might make him feel awkward. But turn the matter off jocularly by reminding him that you must step somewhere, or advising him to keep his feet in his pocket. He cannot but admire your presence of mind and ready wit. VIII. Don’t make catty remarks about a person, unless you are certain he is within hearing distance of your voice. If he is present exaggerate your sarcasm and ridicule concerning him, and rub it in. IX. Don’t forget to stare at everybody you see. If you don’t do this some one might think you are not a fool, and it would be cruel to create a false impression in his mind. X. Don’t care for anybody but yourself. Remember that Providence helps those who help themselves. —Wilma Scales. THE CRUCIAL GAME Roosevelt has stowed away beneath her girdle a football season that shall not soon be forgotten. She has hung up her cleats with honor and has settled again into the routine which the annual football preparation and conquest naturally disturb. Before we resign this grand old sport to the archives of the past, however, let us spend a few moments in reminiscence of the events and of the crucial game which spelled for Roosevelt the success that she has this past season enjoyed. PAGE FORTY.FIVE The RANGER The day of the last game, the game which was destined to supply the proof of Roosevelt’s tenacity, the game for which the team and even the student body was pointed, was characterized strangely enough, not by loud vociferation and excitement, but rather by a restrained tenseness that pervaded and emanated from the very halls of the school itself. Not until time for dismissal did the subdued effervescence of the school spirit become evident. Then bursting forth as a cataclysm transformed from potential to kinetic energy the student body en masse swept from the classrooms, commandeered the waiting trolleys, and in due time arrived at a cold and comfortless stadium. A thick blanket of fog had by this time enshrouded and partially obliterated the field. This condition prevailed throughout the game, now and then fluctuating from dense to less dense and back again. The spectators, clad in iridescent apparel namely red, green and yellow slickers which shown through the mist inconsistently, presented a kaleidoscopic picture against the grey background of a catacomb-like stadium. Notwithstanding the miserable condition of the weather and the depressing effect which this condition exercised upon the buoyant spirits of the loyal Rooseveltians who occupied the grandstand, the teams were greeted enthusiastically as they emerged from the club house and trotted upon the field. After several minutes of warming-up exercise the first team returned to the dressing room to receive the blessing and last instructions of the coach. The substitutes entertained the customers until the reappearance of the varsity squad, after which they, the substitutes, retired to the bench, a disconsolate and lachrymose congregation of unrecognized and obsequious satellites. They huddled together for warmth, taciturn except for an occasional caustic remark about the nebulous skies and the supreme egotism of the opposing team. ‘’Such imperiousness, imagine a team having the temerity to evince the least bit of optimism when confronting our own invulnerable eleven.” The afore-mentioned optimism, unnecessary to state, was short lived. Finally the starting whistle was sounded, the ball was kicked and two machines moved toward each other, met, diffused, and separated again. Over and over was this performance repeated with the Gold and Black always the perceptible aggressors. The Jeffersonians fought a valiant battle but were unable to stem the tide of Roose-veltian puissance, unable to humble the spirit for which Roosevelt is and shall continue to be famous. The fog, not a translucent veil of sufficient density to necessitate illumination of the field by electric light, had closed over the players, half concealing their movements and transforming them into ghoullike phantoms. Now and then the ball was seen to pass from the hands of a Jefferson man into the fog, where it would momentarily disappear, only to reappear presently in the arms of our volitant quarter or half back. In such a manner was the aerial attack of our opponents repulsed and our victory ultimately realized. Let us rejoice, but in our rejoicing let us not depreciate the noteworthy efforts of our honorable and traditional rival. —Ray Clapp. PAGE FORTY.SIX The RANGER OUR STUNT At last we were ready for practice. Everyone was in his place in the wings and we could proceed without delay. A benevolent smile overspread the coach's face as she found the cast actually ready and she did not delay beginning our final rehearsal. Several of us decided that since this was the last practice before the presentation of our stunt on Roosevelt Day, we would attend strictly to business. The usual giggling and joking was noticeably absent and silence reigned supreme. The curtain was drawn and we began in earnest. Suddenly a multitude of voices broke in upon the peaceful atmosphere and twelve or fourteen seniors trouped into the assembly hall. The lovely smile faded instantly from the director’s countenance. Turning to the intruders she demanded an explanation for the disturbance. The group halted in their tracks, and before many seconds had elapsed someone volunteered the information that they were the selected ones chosen to interpret a fairy dance. At this moment the senior coach made her timely appearance and a discussion arose as to which class had been granted the use of the assembly hall for that afternoon. As usual we, the juniorss, were at fault, so with leaden feet and heavy hearts we were forced to move, bag and baggage. The triumphant seniors did not even help us clear the stage of our belongings. When we finally realized our predicament we searched frantically for a suitable room in which to carry on our practice. The library was spoken for and all other desirable rooms were in use. Almost in despair we turned to our one standby-home or better known to outsiders as room 204. Again we took our places preparatory to pursuing our delayed rehearsal. Everything proceeded perfectly for a full five minutes then. Oh! we knew it was too good to last, four members of the cast had disappeared. —Ruby Nelson. A MISTAKE In the heavy mist of a November afternoon, the Mauretania’s deep-throated whistle boomed above the din of a great city, and the crisp All ashore that's going ashore pierced the thick air. The great liner’s decks were bulging with shouting, confette-throwing passengers, who were calling last adieus to friends on the swarming dock. Just as the gangplank was about to be withdrawn, a cry from within the dock was heard, and everyone looked in that direction. A roar of excited comment passed through the gay throng, as two elderly, well dressed matrons, accompanied by an uneasy taxicab driver flurried toward the steamer. The cab driver, weighed down by hand baggage, shouted to the whole crowd in general, to delay the Mauretania’s sailing. The first old lady, who carried a small white dog in one arm and was clutching her purse in the other, was conversing rapidly with her friend as the two approached the ship. At the gangplank, an im- PAGE FORTY.SEVEN The RANGER perious officer commanded the ladies to “Step a little livelier, please;” but the women evidently entertained a vastly different opinion in that matter for they frequently retarded their progress, becoming so engrossed in their conversation as to ignore completely the polite request to show their tickets before going aboard. Finally, with the two old ladies safely on the boat, the gangplank was swung from place and the great liner belching massive clouds of black smoke, slowly started to move. Aboard the liner, the two women were confronted by the overpowering demands of an officer to show their tickets. Two long strips of tickets were produced by the lady with the small white dog, after a prolonged and inclusive search which left the two women utterly exhausted. The tickets were quickly snatched by the officer, who glanced hurriedly over them, then turned toward the old ladies and gazed in incredible amazement. “Ladies,” he stated evenly, “These tickets are for the Beren-geria, which sails next Friday. You’re on the wrong ship.” —John Currier. AN URGENT CALL A middle-aged man, of generous proportions, dashed, with all the speed that he could summon, into a corner drug store. “The phone—the phone----,” he stammered, “My wife—my wife —she is dying!” He brushed aside brusquely the attentive clerk, and made for a telephone hanging upon the wall in a far corner of the room. After bruising his legs in several places during the frantic rush, he reached the telephone, jerked down the receiver, and roared his number to the operator. To his great and intense exasperation, he was forced to repeat his number several times; but all to no avail. The operator could not understand. The obliging clerk came to his assistance, and, after obtaining the number from the stammering gentleman, proceeded to give it to central. “You tell him—tell him that I, Casey, will be at the card game tonight!” said the puffing gentleman to the surprised clerk. After the clerk had done as he had been bidden, the gentleman, named Casey, drew a deep sigh of relief, and proceeded to wipe his perspiring brow. “Oh, yes—I almost forgot,” continued Mr. Casey, “you’d better call Blank 2000 and send the doctor around to see my wife!” —Roland Johnson. PAGE FORTY.EIGHT The RANGER A RADIO BROADCAST “This is Radio Station R. H. S. broadcasting a school wide hookup program thru the courtesy of the Roosevelt Cafeteria, situated beneath the Gymnasium, and directly adjoining the Shop. This program will be opened by a weather report of classrooms and vicinity. The atmosphere in the upper S. W. section of the building is generally stormy, with occasional fog hampering the brains of students there. It will continue to be so indefinitely. Pressure is high over the S. W. and the N. E. sections, with low pressure centered in the S. E. section, and prevailing elsewhere. Temperature in the N. E. section is freezing or below, with variable winds.” “The weather report will be followed by the Cafeteria Market Quotations: Hot Dog Stock steadily rising, due to increased demand. Soup more plentiful and slightly cheaper. Baby Ruth Stock going down fast, like all high class stock. Former gains in Ice Cream Common Stock fast melting. Station R. H. S. broadcasting on a frequency of 777 Water Meters, I I I I icicles. We will now switch controls to the studio of Station Y. O. R. K. where the Foot Ball Game between the Fresh Freshmen and the Sophisticated Seniors will be broadcast.” “This is Station Y. O. R. K. broadcasting on a frequency of 25 Gas meters and 250 tricycles. We are having a little wire trouble up here, so we will be unable to give you the play-by-play report of the game until the end of the first half, when the wire trouble will have been corrected. In the meantime we will switch controls back to the main studios of Station R. H. S. We will again be on the air as soon as the wire trouble is remedied.” “Station R. H. S. will again connect with Station Y. O. R. K. where a program sponsored by the National Historical Society is being broadcast.” “Station Y. O. R. K. broadcasting. The next number on our program is a speech to be delivered by A. Rough Rider on Classroom Etiquette. “Hello Folks,—1 just want to mention a few rules of etiquette that pertain to the Classroom. They are as follows: 1st. Never look out of the window during class, it elongates the neck. 2nd. Never sit on your limbs, it is bad for the spine and detracts from your mental alertness. Due to the length of A. Rough Rider s speech, there will be a brief pause for station announcers.” “Station R. H. S. broadcasting. We have just received word that the wire trouble has been remedied, so we will switch you to Station Y. O. R. K. to hear the last half of the Foot Ball Game.” “This is Station Y. O. R. K. broadcasting the football game between the Fresh Freshmen and the Sophisticated Seniors. The Fresh Freshmen are on the field now in their green suits, hurdling the goal posts to get warmed up. Here come the Sophisticated Seniors floating out on the field. The Freshmen Lineup remains the same, but the Senior Lineup is as follows: Rear Ends - Finis and Terminus Fishing Tackle - Nibble and Bite Mudguards - Fender and Defender PAGE FORTY-NINE The RANGER Center.................................Haltem Drawbacks - Weather and Opponent Fall Back.............................Hurdlem Note: The Seniors’ Quarterback is ill and unable to play, so the game will go on without him. They are getting ready for the Kick Off. There goes the whistle. The game is on. Hurdlem is off—He’s running. He’s running. He’s still running. He’s now tackled by one of the Fresh Freshmen; 1 can’t quite see who it is. Aha! here comes Bite tearing down the field. He plows into them and pushes them both over the goal line. Oh! Oh! the play is off side. The Sophisticated Seniors are now sobbing violently because the touch down doesn’t count. The tears emerging from the Seniors are muddying the field to a slushy mire. Consequently, the players are forced to postpone the game until they have a dry field, because the Coach told them to play nothing but a clean game. Station Y. O. R. K. switching controls back to R. H. S. until the field dries out. Good afternoon, Everybody.’’ Station R. H. S. signing off until noon Monday.” —Mary Allen. INEVITABILITY Two boys were on their knees in a corner of the school yard. Each one held a handful of pennies, and there were two more on the ground before them. One of them kept throwing two white cubes on the ground, and emitting such cries as, Come on seven,” and, Eighter from Decatur.” If asked what they were playing they would immediately reply, African golf, and go on with their occupation. One of the boys was Real Boy, who lived on Ordinary Street. He was risking his scanty fortune in the game of chance, in order to get enough money to buy a birthday present for Goody Girl. His opponent was Cussedness, whose first name was So Called, but almost everyone in town had forgotten it. At least the parents of the town boys had forgotten, and had forbidden their children to play with him. Cussedness was an orphan that never had anyone tell him what to do. He was therefore envied by every boy in town, and his companionship was sought by all. In the midst of the game, when Real Boy had lost four cents, he felt a tap on his shoulder, and looked up into the face of Conscience, who proceeded to spank him, take him home, and tell on him. His sentence was, that he should stay at home all day Saturday, and play with no one but Good Behavior for one month. After he had played nice, refined games with Good Behavior for two or three weeks, he thought he had lost the desire ever to play with Cussedness again. However, one day he walked down the street and met four boys on the corner. The boys were, Good Behavior, Cussedness, and the twins, Decision and Indecision. Good Behavior asked him to go up on the hill and pick flowers, and, almost at the same moment, Cussedness invited him down to the slough to catch frogs. Not knowing what to do, Real Boy asked Indecision. The latter told him he would be spanked by Conscience if he went froghunting, yet he would have no fun if he went flower-picking; consequently it didn’t make any difference. Real Boy next asked Decision PAGE FIFTY The RANGER to suggest a way out of the dilemma. Decision pointed out that if he went to the slough, he would pass Goody Girl’s house, and, therefore, that was the proper course to pursue. Having decided what to do. Real Boy went with Cussedness toward the slough. On the way, they passed by the house of Mr. Unscrupulous, who was known as the meanest man in town, and had a very charming adopted daughter, called Goody Girl, whom Real Boy imagined he was deeply in love with. Mr. Unscrupulous owned the orchard of Temptation which contained the best cherries in town, but had a high spiked fence around it. Mr. Unscrupulous also owned a grocery store, and held mortgages on half the houses in town. Real Boy stopped and talked through the iron fence with Goody Girl, but was chased away by her alarmed foster father. Real Boy arrived home after a glorious afternoon, during which he fell in the water twice, and got thoroughly wet. He was met at the door by his mother who held a switch in one hand and a grocery receipt in the other. She pointed out, half-way down the slip where it would be least likely to be noticed, an item that said, “1 doz. cookies.’’ Cussedness had persuaded him to do that, and had told him that it would not be noticed. It wouldn’t have been noticed if Mr. Unscrupulous had not pointed it out to his mother. He was spanked and sent to bed, and arose the next morning with a gleam in his eye and a resolve in his heart that the worm would turn. He walked to school, and on the way he met Conscience whom he proceeded to punch severely in the nose and inform that he. Real Boy, would play with whom he liked in the future. He also told Conscience that he did not want to be bothered or told on. The now bloody Conscience assured him that he would be severely let alone and all his desires would be granted. —Donald Warnick. THE TRIALS OF A POLAR BEAR Warm in my thick, beautiful coat in spite of the frigid north wind, 1 curled up in my favorite niche in a bediamoned, friendly iceberg. The North Pole towered in the distance, and an iridescent but seldom visible sun shone down upon me. Basking in its welcome rays, I soon drifted off to a land where 1 might commune with the phantasmal creatures that dwell only in dreams. Just as I had finished climbing the pole, a feat which has been my life ambition to accomplish, the imposing structure, with a terrific roar, seemed to tremble and fall. In great consternation, 1 opened my eyes, and immediately all otiosity left me. 1 scrambled tremblingly onto the topmost peak of my iceberg retreat and gazed about me. There seemed to be a total eclipse of the sun and the wind was bitter cold, but above the howling of the wind was a horrifying, earth-shaking roar. 1 looked up, and there, incredible as it may seem, was a creature so large that even my beloved pole seemed insignificant. I couldn’t imagine what it was, but didn’t pause to find out. With a terrified yelp, I fled into a dark cavernous opening on the glassy surface of the blue iceberg, and there 1 remained, shuddering and shaking, for weeks. PAGE FIFTY-ONE The RANGER When I could no longer endure the ravenous pangs of hunger, I crawled forth, expecting to be seized at any moment. To my great relief, the awful apparition was gone, and 1 speedily found food and devoured it with voracity. Then, still trembling with ague, 1 set out from my beloved home towards a more southern region, where 1 hoped to join a confraternity of polar bears and study aerology until 1 had fathomed the mystery of my unwelcome visitor. When 1 finally arrived at my destination and alleged that I had seen such a thing, my brother bears defied the allegation, and exiled me. Now, 1 sulk along dark ravines, fearful of my own shadow; and when I hear a sudden roar in the air above my head, I never stop to look, but dive for the nearest place of concealment. These mammoth creatures of the air are coming more frequently, and I fear that they have discovered my retreat, and are waiting to catch me in the open. My coat, once so beautiful, is turning grey from worry, and I almost pray for the day when I can join my departed comrades in the happy hunting ground and be free forever from pursuit. —Harriett Keiser. PAGE FIFTY-TWO vmm Little Miss Rough-rider sat down by the winder, To watch the dancers sway; There came a big feller, and sat down beside her, And she decided to stay. The RANGER ROOSEVELT DAY The week preceding Friday, November sixteenth, Roosevelt Day, there had been a great deal of bustling about and mysterious preparation in the halls of Roosevelt High School. Bundles of nondescript articles had been carried about from room to room by students, who smiled smugly when questioned as to the use of the articles. The manual training room had not escaped the ever watchful eye of the industrious, young people who were searching for new ideas. It was in this room that the embryos of new and unexpected objects came into being. At the close of school on Friday, the second string of Teddies had a battle royal on the back yard grid with the Fighting Irish seconds from Columbia University. The two determined teams battled to a six to six tie. After the game all of the students dashed to the cafeteria, where they were served chocolate and hot dogs in large quantities. The senior table was gorgeous with senior colors and brilliantly hued ballons. The seventh termers also had their table decorated with their class colors, yellow and green, carried out with yellow chrysanthemums. Stunts began in the auditorium after all had partaken of the refreshments. The first stunt was put on by Miss Cartmell’s sixth termers. It was a realistic conception of the St. Johns ferry, with local passengers, engine trouble n everthing. The ferry stopped in the middle of its journey and had to be propelled by canoe paddles to the strains of “The Volga Boatman.” To the Sixth termers went the first prize for the best stunt. The second stunt was an original idea of Mrs. Dilio’s class of first termers. They sang three songs. The first selection was Back in Your Own Backyard”, a gossiper’s revival meeting. The second song was about the Jefferson game, to the tune of “Together”; and the third number was “Smile The While We Bid You Sad Adiew.” The fifth term class came on-to the stage with bandaged faces and arms. They represented the senior class at a very hectic meeting. Matters of great importance were heatedly debated by the members of the class. Maxine won an undisputed election over Dick for an office. Miss Hollenbeck’s class staged the courtship and final marriage of Mr. Next Game, a handsome and very desirable young man. The two rivals for the gentleman’s hand were Miss Roosevelt, a demure little girl, and Miss Jefferson, a brazen young person who was bent on getting her man if possible. Miss Roosevelt married him. The eighth termers depicted a Roosevelt Judgment Day. Two pages ushered in aspirants for Heaven or for the dark region. Certain prominent students entered, and after due deliberation, went to their assigned places. Several teachers who came in went with angel or with Satan according to their merits. Roosevelt Spirit entered, but was sent back to earth with the proclamation that he was immortal. The seniors won second prize. The second termers selected the topic most prominent in everyone’s mind as did several other classes, the Jefferson-Roosevelt game. The two teams appeared on the stage and literally tore each other to pieces. Roosevelt won the game, much to the relief of the audience. The third termers had a “Wooden Nickel Saloon.” Mr. Roosevelt entered the wild west scene during a particularly interesting up- PAGE FIFTY-THREE The RANGER heaval, and proceeded to restore law and order, by shooting up the place promiscuously. The remainder of the cast joined animatedly in the gentle sport, and the curtain fell on a stage full of smoking pistols and peaceful citizens. Their stunt won third prize. The seventh termers depicted the dream of an alumnus. His freshman year was illustrated by a boy and a girl singing “School Days.” In his sophomore year he was a football star, fought over by two young ladies singing “He My Boy Friend Now. His junior memories were revived by a couple singing “Seventeen”. A processional march recalled his senior days. After the stunts an “Our Gang” comedy was shown on the screen. THE STUDENT BODY DANCE On the evening of October twenty-sixth an event occured which is eagerly anticipated each term by all the students who are in the least inclined to get their pleasure by dancing. This occasion was the semi-annual student body dance, which is sponsored by the associated student body of Roosevelt High School. The success of this event was due to an artistic decorating committee, which was under the capable supervision of Lois Ellis; and to the patrons and patronesses, whose presence made possible the masquerade dancing party. As one entered the school auditorium, he found himself immediately transferred from the cold, drizzly, outdoor air into the warm and congenial atmosphere of an attractively decorated gymnasium. The hanging lights, which were draped with streamers of orange and black crepe paper, cast a pale orange glow over all the familiar Hallowe’en objects. In the corner of the room and in the windows were placed autumn foliage and corn stalks which had outgrown their natural usefulness. The dancers were garbed in various types of costumes. There were many students who wished to recall their early youth, and who accordingly dressed in infantile attire. Others came in costumes which ranged from Irish or Mexican to Chinese. The first prize went to the devil, impersonated by Upton Bickford. The prize was an adorable black kitten which was immediately seized by eager bystanders desiring to get their hands on its satiny coat. The light-hearted youths and maidens tripped gaily over a glistening floor to the lively tunes of the “Paramount Girls” orchestra. The girls gave an unusually good program and, when the last sweet strains of Home Sweet Home vanished into the night, the present students of the school went home glad that they attended Roosevelt; and the alumni departed with a fresh reminder of their happy school days. PAGE FIFTY-FOUR The RANGER THE SENIOR PROM On December fourteenth, an event occurred which was the most exclusive function of the term. The Senior Prom, for that is what the event turned out to be, was attended by only the “Elite” of the school, the Seniors. The Senior Prom, besides being the most exclusive affair, was likewise the most elaborate. The diversions of the evening were dancing and games. The hall was decorated with boughs of fir and cedar, and with colorful, red “poinsettas,” which were made by a committee of senior girls under the Senior Prom Committee, which consisted of Beatrice Whisman, chairman; Lucille Thompson, and Ross Hastings. The lights were decorated with crepe paper streamers and holly. The bells, which were given as favors to the guests, harmonized with the general theme of the entertainment. At the end of the dance “poinsettas” were given to each of the eighth term girls. The dance was a “Kottillion Kaper”. It started with a promenade around the dance floor, and it contained many special dances. Some of these were the Paul Jones, a sleigh bell dance, and a dance called “Kotillion Kapers”. The music was furnished by the Mathiew Orchestra. Flinch, Ping-pong, Touring, and Bunco were played by those who did not care to dance. The guests sat at small tables enjoying ice cream and cookies during the intermission. page fifty five The RANGER THE JUNIOR PROM The Junior Prom, under the auspices of the fifth and sixth termers, was held on the night of Friday, December 7. The auditorium was exquisitely decorated with fir boughs, trimmed with red ribbon and tinsel. The three-piece orchestra, under the direction of Florence Mathews, sat upon the stage which was also rarely decorated with fir trees. Novelty dance programs were given to the members of both sexes as they entered the door. These programs were a delight to all because of their simple uniqueness. The Ladies Choice dance was the most popular. In this the fairer sex appealed to the masculine members for that particular dance. Dainty refreshments consisting of chocolate sundaes with vanilla wafers were served in one corner of the hall. In the opposite section of the hall were luxurious chairs which were reserved for the patrons and teachers who numbered fifteen. Teachers to be thanked for their helpful assistance for the dance are Miss Cartmell and Mr. York. Committees of girls and boys are to be commended also for their desirable work. These committees were under the supervision of Mildred Dean and John Currier. PAGE FIFTY-SIX Roose and Veit went up the hill To fetch a pail of knowledge— Veit fell down and made the yardage. And Roose went on to college. The RANGER FOOTBALL This year the Roosevelt football team has not only shown the traditional Roosevelt fight but shown a powerful and tricky team. Again our team was very much outweighed; however, this did not impair the spirit of the team. The ' Teddies” always went into the game ready to do or die.’ Coach York had nine lettermen to use in making the team. Five of these for the backfield and four linemen. He shifted the positions of some of these men to gain weight in the backfield. The quarterback position was held down by Captain Cannon and Jack Harris. Both were very good safety men and good at skirting the ends of the line. Captain Cannon's kicking pulled Roosevelt out of many difficult holes. The halfback positions were given over to Forker, Kudella and Smith. Of this trio Forker was the one to shine individually. His line plunging gained many first downs for Roosevelt, also many touchdowns. Kudella and Smith were capable line plungers. Smith and Forker did most of the passing. Emith receiving passes from Forker many times for long gains. Kudella was injured in the Commerce game and was put out for the rest of the season after playing good ball. Woodhouse and Pratt took good care of the fullback positions. Both could be depended on to batter into the opposing line and make the much needed yardage. Woodhouse suffered a broken hand in the Franklin game and was kept out of the line up until the Jefferson game. Altho the line does not appear as spectacular as the backfield on any team, a backfield is no good without a line. The positions in our line were held by capable men and game our backfield a chance to get started. The ends were, V. Waterman, Porter, Clapp and Van Scoy. The tackles were, L. Waterman and Foster. The PAGE FIFTY.SEVEN The RANGER guards were Dentol, S. Anderson, L. Anderson and Nelson. Warnick and Galbraith were the centers. There will be eight lettermen back next year, six in the line and two in the backfield. This year we finished in a tie with Grant for fourth place, which is the best showing for a number of years. The “Fighting Teddies” won three games, lost three and tied one. Everyone is hoping for a big number of wins next year and we feel that Coach York did mighty well in getting a team together that did so much for us this year. MR. YORK Mr. York has been with our football team for two years and has done a great deal with it both years. Although he seems 'hard boiled” in his methods he certainly gets good results. -All of the boys liked to work under him and didn’t resent his treatment at all. Again this year Mr. York was forced to work against the handicap of very light material and he overcame this as well as could be expected. Another thing we like about our Coach is that we are sure he is not working just for his own record. He is always thinking about the team for the next year, and if he should leave us at any time, good material would be left for the next Coach. We were proud of our football team this year and we were also proud of our Coach for his good work, and we hope we may have him with us again next year. BASKETBALL PROSPECTS The prospects for basketball this year look rather gloomy. As Coach York puts it, “The bunch this year is the weakest material I ever had to work with.” Four lettermen are back this season. Captain Forker, Moyer, Learned, and Foster. There are also a few men from last year’s junior team that look promising but nearly all are small and there are no speed demons. The Coach will be working under a greater handicap than last year, but we can be sure that he will do as much as is possible to develop a good team. The squad will also be working hard and will do their best to keep our school on the map and so we may have a good team yet. PAGE FIFTY-EIGHT The RANGER GIRLS’ BASKETBALL Girls basketball under the coaching of Miss Van Gross progressed well this term. There was an enthusiastic response to the call for players, especially by the Freshman girls. Inter-class basketball competition has always been keen at Roosevelt and this term proved no exception. The eighth term team consisting of Elva Nelson, Esther Nye, Eleanor Zink, Harriet Hummelgard, Madelyn Grice, Irene Bragg, Edith Georgesen, Virginia Trout and Annette Moe, won the championship by scores ranging from thirty to forty points. The seventh termers won second place by winning all the games except that with the seniors. The all star team was chosen on the following basis: fifty per cent for good sportsmanship and fifty per cent for exceptional ability in playing and development over last term playing. The eighth term team took the honors by having five of the players from their team. They were: Esther Nye, Elva Nelson, Madelyn Grice, Irene Bragg and Eleanor Zink. Ruby Oihus the sixth player was chosen from the seventh term team. Those having honorable mention were Inger Peterson and Elsie Rebman. The teams were captained by the following girls: Freshman A.— Rachel Hedges; Freshman B., Dorothy Burnett; Third, Louisa Parry; Fourth, Gladys Simpson; Fifth, Elsie Rebman; Seventh, Inger Peterson; and the eighth, by Elva Nelson. The season’s referee was Everett Phillips. PAGE FIFTY-NINE The RANGER MISS VAN GROSS Misss Van Gross came to Roosevelt three years ago to take the place left vacant by Miss Jones. At the Oregon State College, from which she graduated, she majored in mathematics although she took a great interest in athletics. Some of these were swimming, basketball, volley-ball, archery and speed-ball. The knowledge of these sports enabled her to be efficient in her coaching at Roosevelt. Besides being an exceptional coach she is well liked by both the boys and girls. She has a pleasing personality and because of this she is a popular chaperone at social functions. THE GIRLS GYM LEADERS CLUB The Girls’ Gym Leaders Club is made up of fifteen girls who have maintained a G average. If the girls fall below this grade they are put on a month’s probation. If their grades have not risen by that time they are then dropped from the club. The girls are chosen for membership by Miss Heizer with the help of the club members. It is the duty of each member to assist Miss Heizer in the floor and apparatus work. It is the leaders who are called upon to give exhibitions and all outside gym work. This term they have, with the assistance of the Boys’ Gym Leaders Club, given programs in the assembly. Before the term is over. Miss Heizer plans on taking the girls on a hike or to Mt. Hood. The officers are as follows: Inger Peterson, President; Eleanor Zink, Vice-President; and Margaret Willis, Secretary-Treasurer. MEMBERS Madelyn Grice Elaine Poe Geneva Rinker Docia Pigg Inger Peterson Ella Rudat Esther Nye Lacona Tanner Doris McNeis Eleanor Zink Elsie Rebman Hazel Cadigan Kathryn Fairbrook Helen Kalmback Margaret Willis PAGE SIXTY The RANGER He wasn’t very well up in handling the English language, being a veteran German farmer in an Eastern state. His mare strayed off the farm and he advertised for her. Here is his advertisement as originally written: “The other day apout a veek ago last night, I heard me a noise in the mittle part of the packyard. 1 yumped me the bed and runs the window out, and sees my mare running mit the stable off. The feller who brings her pack shall pay $5 reward.“ THE STENOG’S VACATION (Sung by Her Boss) My tYpust is oi her vacution, My trpist’s awaw fpr a week. My trpudt us in hwr vacarion, Wgile thse damw keys plsy hudge and seek. Cjoras— Oy, breng baxk, bting brek, Brung becj my bOnnie ti my, tp mr: Bl ng b$xj. B6ng, Bicvx; Beinino omx; bY. —Helk. Miss Cartmell—“Will you please give me that note?’’ Walter Harris—“I will write you one in a minute, this one is for Maxine.” Grouch—There is only one way to make aviation safe. Have some good lawyers prove that the law of gravitation is unconstitutional. Don Mitchell— What are you doing?” Margaret McMahon—“Don’t bother me. 1 am adding up some figures and everytime I look at you I put down a zero. Hilton Prior (to Sunday School Teacher)—“Did you know that it was slippery weather when the prodigal son came home?” S. S. Teacher—“No, 1 didn’t think so; where did you read that?” H. P.— Well, when the old man went out to meet him, he fell on his neck. PAGE SIXTY-ONE The RANGER Doctor—“Do you play any musical instrument, or did you ever play any?’ Great Musician—“Oh yes, once there was a great storm and it flooded the town and my dad sailed down the street on a table.” Doctor—“What does this relate to any musical notions?” Great Musician—“Oh yes, it does. 1 accompanied him on the piano.” Melvin Pinkham—“Everybody around here says 1 got ahead. What do you think about it?” Mary Allen—“To tell the truth, I really don’t think there is anything in it myself.” Docia—”And then I told him 1 didn’t want to see him anymore.” Ella—“What did he do then.” Docia—“He turned out the lights.” Miss Chollar—“Whatever made you make such a long pie?” Alta Ransom—“I looked all over town for a shorter rhubarb but 1 couldn’t find any.” Motorists—“My, what a pretty village we are coming to! Wasn’t it?” Mrs. Dilio—“Who were the ’Four Horsemen?’ Miles H.—“Paul Revere, Barney Google, The Prince of Wales, and “Abe the junk man.” She (indignantly)—“I’d like to see you kiss me again.” He (confidently)—“Well keep your eyes open this time.” Mr. Kalmback (in Physics)—“What do you know about metempsychosis?” Docia Pigg— Well it’s hard to say.” Fay Sherwood—“Would you put yourself out for me?” Arthur Glass—“Indeed I would.” Fay Sherwood—“Then please do it, I’m awfully sleepy.” We will now all rise and sing that touching little ditty by the Ku Klux Klan entitled “Go Feather Your Chest.” PAGE SIXTY.TWO The RANGER Miles—‘‘I hope you’ll pardon me for dancing on your feet.” Ruby— Oh, I don t mind that. Miles, it’s the getting on and off that aggravates me. Docia—“Snookie tore a hole in his pants!’’ Ella—’’Did he have any insurance?’’ Docia—“No, his coat covered the loss.” Sea Gull (to aeroplane following ship)—“Hey, leave this ship alone. I’m working this territory.” Mr. George—“Do you know Lincoln’s Gettysburg address?” Madge Pruitt—”1 thought he lived in Washington.” Leif Andersen—“I’m doing my best to get ahead.” Mr. Getz—“You sure need one.” She was so dumb she thought a violin was a roadhouse. Francis Brown—“I’d like to see something cheap in felt hats.” Haberdasher—“Try this on. The mirror is at your left. Mr. Larsell—“Please run up the shade.” Dean Barnhart—“Do I look like a squirrel?” Madelyn Grice—A batch of jokes I sent to the editor was rejected, but when I threw them in the stove the fire just roared. Mr. Kalmback (Nature lover, gazing at a gigantic tree)—“Oh, wonderful, mammoth oak, if you could speak, what would you tell me?” Gardener (near by)—“S’cuse me, Mister, but e would probably say: “If you please. I’m not an oak. I’m a spruce.” Get a Derrick. “I can’t seem to place your face,” said a plastic surgeon to the lady whose face he was lifting. Mr. Getz—Students, that singing was terrible: I was doing most of it myself. PAGE SIXTY.THREE The RANGER CLOTHES Suits for the Men Graduates from the House of Middishade. Single or Double Breasted. QUALITY SUPERIOR. THE PRICE $35.00 Installments if it will help you SHOES AND SOCKS. TOO. BEFITTING THE OCCASION. FOR THE WOMEN Fine, sheer hosiery of the latest fashion and newest shades. Slippers too, in harmony. SUITABLE GIFTS ALSO Try your home store first. We are your friends. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bloody Slaughter. At a small country station a freight train pulled in and sidetracked for the pasenger train. The passenger arrived and pulled out; then the freight started to do its switching. A well-dressed woman, not used to the language of railroad men, had alighted from the train and was standing close to one of the freight brakemen when he yelled to another: “Jump on her when she comes by, Bill, run her down by the elevator, cut her and bring the head up by the depot.” Who can blame the lady for fainting? IF YOURS SHOULD BURN TONIGHT Would you have adequate insurance if your property should burn tonight? Somewhere every minute—day and night—flames are causing losses to property which should have adequate Stock Tire Insurance Protection. .. It is too lato to secure adequate protection after a fire has occurred. NOW is the time! PENINSULA SECURITY COMPANY 106 S. JERSEY ST. UNIVERSITY 1677 PAGE SIXTY-FOUR The RANGER A CITY SHOP LARGEST SHOP in the suburbs. on the East Side. Coomis printing (To. 3 PHONE UNIVERSITY A 0416 201-3-5 W. Burlington St. ST. JOHNS. PORTLAND. ORE. I Successor to PENINSULA This issue of the COMMERCIAL Ranger was print- PRINTERS ed in our shop. L ■ ■-—— Miss Van Gross—'What’s a bicuspid?’’ Freddie Kass—“It’s a double barreled spittoon.’’ Miss Leger—“Have you read “Freckles? Mary Wood—“No, mine are brown. Mrs. McEwan—“What are you doing? Edna McMillan—“Rou told me to file these papers, but it’s not half so hard to cut them with the scissors.” The RANGER HICKSCHATTEN ENGRAVING CO. 45 FOURTH ST.-PORTLAND. ORE. Dumb—“Why did they kick that medical student out of the library?” Bell—“They caught him trying to remove the apendix from a book he was reading.” Dean B.— Say there, Doug, why don’t you get up and give one of those ladies your seat?” Doug F.— Why don’t you get up and give ’em all a seat?” Jack H.—“Have you ever been osculated, dear?” Louise— Yes, once for typhoid.” 1 164 S. Portsmouth DAVIS STUDIO Ave. Portrait and Kodak Work 4 % ' on Savings is Worth Having! Portland Trust Savings Bank W THIRD AND WASHINGTON PAGE SIXTY-SIX The RANGER The Home Mercantile Company Will Serve You Right in Price and Quality 3 19 N. Jersey Street PHONE UNIVERSITY 0019 PORTLAND, OREGON Rex Forker—“Do you shave up or down?” Freshman—“Down.” Rex Forker—“I thought so—that’s all you have to shave.” Arnold Nicolai—“See here, waiter! I’ve found a hair in this applesauce.” Waiter—”1 hat’s strange—the apples were Baldwins. The flapper has a war cry too, To shield her from all harms; Whenever she goes out with you She 11 shout, “Two arms! Two arms!” Lots wife, who looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, has nothing on my wife. She looked back and turned into a telegraph pole. W. H. DEARING Soft Drinks, Ice Cream, 1 obaccos. Cigars, Light Groceries F. C. WILLIS T. L. WILLIS Willis Hardware Furniture Co. “EVERYTHING FOR THE HOME-819 Lombard UNiversity 0075 Portland, Oregon Phone: UNiversity 1354 B. C. MONEY BACK STORE Men s. Women s and Children s Furnishings, Dry Goods, Notions, Hosiery and Shoes 113 Philadelphia Street Portland, Oregon 4—— ■ - - -...... ........ PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN The RANGER WE FURNISH YOUR HOME ON EASY PAYMENTS OAmondu Bags Richard Thompson went into a restaurant and ordered soup. The soup was brought to him. While arranging the silverware, the waiter casually remarked: “It looks like rain today.” Richard looked at his soup and said: “It sure does, but it tastes a little bit like soup.” PORTLAND ST. HELENS Policeman—“You can’t sleep here.” Leif Anderson—“I can if you’ll keep quiet. DISTINCTIVE ANNOUNCEMENTS Expert Engraving of Class Announcements and Personal Cards PRICES REASONABLE TRY US, JUNE CLASS! THE J. K. GILL CO. Booksellers — Stationers — Office Outfitters Fifth and Stark Streets PAGE SIXTY-EIGHT The RANGER MERCHANDISE OF MERIT ONLY + Fish Story. Miss Chollar— Do you think sardines are healthy? Margaret Griffeth— Did you ever hear one complain of being sick? Miss Wilson— What do you mean by inserting ‘Applesauce’ into this speech? John Blair— That isn’t applesauce, that’s ‘applause.’ Omar Glass— Don’t you think music is prettier when one keeps his eyes shut? ’’ Arthur Brown— I think it’s prettier if one keeps his mouth shut.” BEST SERVICE STATION EBBIS JORDAN Columbia Blvd. and Richmond UNIVERSITY 0390 St. John , Portland, Oregron 1 THE HOES STUDIO 208 S. Jersey St. PAGE SIXTY.NINE The RANGER ■■ ■■ Compliments of DR. C. H. PALMER DR. W. P. CHISHOLM FREDERICK P. SCHULTZE DR. J. D. RANKIN M. D. —— —•— — — • Peninsula Bank Bldg. - ■—.« Phone UNiversity 1319 DR. R. G. NAGUES DENTIST Peninsula National Bank Bldg. Evenings by Appointment. St. Johns, Ore. EYE EAR NOSE THROAT (Special attention fitting glasses) F. D. WATTS, M. D. Portland, Oregon Office—Peninsula Nat’l Bank Bldg. Phone UNiversity 1756 St. Johns Portland • ■ •• - — - —M • H K — ■ JOSEPH McCHESNEY, M. D. Peninsula National Bank Building Compliments Phone UNiversity 0910 DR. S. B. McCLINTOCK Res. 341 W. Chicago St. Phone UNiversity 0586 DENTIST Portland - Oregon • • .. ——————■ ■« „ — ———..— • • � . - ■■ ■■ --- ■ DR. D. O. WEBSTER, M. D. DR. SAMUEL A. MULKEY DENTIST 697 Lombard St. Phone UNiversity 0930 Peninsula Security Bldg. St. Johns • ■..............................— UNivrty 1883 Res. UNivrty 0283 Office Hours: 9-12 A. M.; 2-6, 7-8 P. M. DR. DENNIS S. SWART PHYSICIAN and SURGEON Bonham Cufrier Bldg. 102 4 S. Jersey St. Portland, Ore. ----------------------------------- Traffic Cop-----“Don’t you know you can’t turn around in the middle of a block?” Evelyn Heinich—“Oh, 1 think 1 can make it, thank you.” Wilbur Moyer— Anything you say, my dear, goes—” Louise Rice—“Oh, I’m so glad—’ Wilbur Moyer—“In one ear and out the other.” ! Watchmaker and Jeweler Brunswick Phonographs and Records W. M. TOWER Phone UNiversity 0955 SI . JOHNS, OREGON PAGE SEVENTY The RANGER The Graybell Come in and wait for the car. Tobaccos Confections 119 N. Jersey St. UNiversity 1050 Snookie. The Captain was a viscious man, He hadn’t any soul; I saw him raise a cleated foot And fiercely kick a goal. Bernice J.—’’Isn’t it dangerous to drive with one hand? Brooks G.— You bet. Many a guy has run into a church doing it. Ida-Marie S.— You’re wanted on the telephone. Dick S.— Tell them I’m taking a bath. Ida-Marie-“I did, but they said they didn’t believe it. Dick— Then I’d better answer it; it must be somebody who knows me pretty well. COMPLIMENTS OF KASMEYER’S VARIETY STORE ■ ..............——-------- - ———-------- ■ '■� PINK CAVINESS RUTH GEORGE UNIVERSITY BARBER BEAUTY SHOP 690$ W. Lombard UNiversity 2711 .....— ...................................................a SCHOOL BOOKS BOUGHT, SOLD AND EXCHANGED AT HYLAND’S BOOK STORE 214 Fourth Street, Between Taylor and Salmon Ask your principal for a permit if you wish to sell your books. j.. .. . ■ —--------------------- ■■ M I PAGE SEVENTY.ONE The RANGER Business Demands Trained Workers DECKER Schooling makes you more valuable to your employer. DAY AND NIGHT CLASSES “The Decker Business Way Makes Better Business Pay Ask about our Improved Tuition Plan DECKER BUSINESS COLLEGE New Home in Buyers Bldg. 3rd and Alder Sts. Arnold N.—“Miles, why didn’t you tell me this Ford didn’t run before I bought it?” Miles H.—“Well, the fellow that sold it to me didn’t say anything about it, so 1 thought it was a secret. A mule and a Ford are said to have met on the highway. And what might you be? asked the mule. I’m an automobile, said the Ford. And you? I’m a horse. And they both laughed. Jimmy Milroy— Is it one of those foreign radios? Paul Deuell— I believe it is, but it speaks English perfectly. Evelyn Heinick thinks her flivver has the “Gas Consumption she has read about; it coughs so much. WASSER PHARMACY Peninsula and I ombard SELF’S CONFECTIONERY Fountain Service, High-grade Chocolate Candies. Cigars and Cigarettes LIGHT LUNCHES 362 West Lombard Street i i.——m———..........— � - —- ■■ —......— ■ GROCERIES FRUITS and PRODUCE IN SEASON HENKLE’S GROCERY 1185 Lombard, Portland, Oregon UNiversity 1217 PAGE SEVENTY-TWO The RANGER Education for Reality To the extent that colleges and universities fit youth for the realities of our own day, the more who attend college the better. —President W. J. Kerr, Education for Reality, Dec. 1927 Training for the world’s business, for the industrial pursuits and professions of life is offered at Oregon State Agricultural College Through 10 degree-granting schools and departments AGRICULTURE (B. S., M. S. degrees) Animal Husbandry, Farm Management, Horticulture, and 17 other majors. CHEMICAL ENGINEERING (B. S., M. S. degrees) COMMERCE (B. S. degree; M. S. in Agricultural Economics, Rural Sociology) Accounting and Management, Advertising and Selling. Banking and Finance, General Business, Real Estate, Secretarial Training, Marketing, etc. ENGINEERING (B. S., M. S. degrees) Civil (Structural, Highway. Sanitary, Hydraulic. Railroad Construction); Electrical (Power, Railways, Lighting, High Voltage, Telephony); Mechanical (Machine Design. Heat Power, Ventilation, Heating. Gas, Refrigeration. Aeronautical); Industrial Shop Administration. FORESTRY (B. S„ M. S. degrees) Logging Engineering. Lumber Manufacture, Technical Forestry. HOME ECONOMICS (B. S., M. S. degrees) Clothing, Textiles, and Relater Arts; Foods and Nutritions; Household Administrations; Institutional Management. MILITARY SCIENCE AND TACTICS (B. S. degree) Field Artillery, Engineers, Infantry. MINES (B. S.. M. S. degrees) Geology, Mining Engineering, Metal urgy. PHARMACY (Ph. C., B. S., M. S. degrees) Pharmacology. Pharmaceutical Analysis, Pharmacognosy. VOCATIONAL EDUCATION (B. S., M. S. degrees) Administration, Super vision, and Teaching of Agriculture, Commerce, Home Economics, Industrial Arts. The School of Basic Arts and Sciences, Industrial Journalism, Library Practice, Physical Education, and Music—service departments not leading to degrees—afford a thorough general education in connection with the major curricula. For Catalogue and Other Information Address THE REGISTRAR OREGON STATE AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE CORVALLIS The dumbest bell in the railroad world is the guy who asked us if they pumped up flat cars. PORTSMOUTH BAKERY 815 LOMBARD ST. Bread—Cakes—Pastry Everything Home-Made I--------------------------------------------- PAGE SEVENTY.THREE The RANGER ST. JOHNS HARDWARE CO. Hardware, Paints, Auto Accessories, Sporting Goods, Radiolas and Atwater Kent Radios 102 NORTH JERSEY STREET PHONE UNIVERSITY 0035 PORTLAND. OREGON Lucille Flanary— At times you seem to be manly enough, and then at other times you're absurdly effeminate. Why on earth is it?” Upton Bickford— Er—ah—heredity—” Lucille— Heredity! Upton— Yes. You see, half my ancestors were men and the other half, women. Ruby Oihus— Do you know, Miles, that every time you draw your breath somebody dies? Miles— Well, I’m sorry. Ruby, but I can't help it. If I quit drawing my breath. I’ll die too. COMPLIMENTS OF PORTSMOUTH GARAGE DAVE WHITE THE AUTO SHOP AND GARAGE 1632 Portsmouth Ave., at Lombard Phone UNiveraity 1487 ......................................—. . G. M. WEIR FIX-UM SHOP Bicycles and Electrical Appliances repaired such as Irons, Toasters, Vacuum Cleaners. Keys made. Acetylene Welding, Batteries Charged Machine Lawn Mower Sharpening UNiveraity 0975 746 Lombard St. fr———------------------------------ --------- ---------------- ROY E. STEPHENS Florist For All Occasions PAGE SEVENTY.FOUR The RANGER EVERHART DRUG CO. Your Prescription Druggist DEPENDABLE DRUGS PHONE UNIVERSITY 0115 108 S. JERSEY STREET. Mr. Kalmback— You missed my class yesterday, didn’t you?’’ Ed Kudella—‘‘Not in the least, sir, not in the least.” Edna McMillan, after being shown to her room in a hotel, looked from the window and noticed a large illuminated clock in a tower across the street.—She stopped her watch. First Cannibal—“Too late for dinner?” Second Cannibal—“Yep, everybody’s eaten.” “I’m a father,” cried Mr. George as he burst into the office. ’So’s your old man,” replied Mr. Fry. “Get to work.” Ray McMullen—“Would you say ’yes’ if I proposed?” Lucille Tompson—“Yes, if you proposed going to a movie.” SPUNTEX Guaranteed Hosiery. QUALITY HOSE—TOP TO TOES—ALL COLORS H. J. Simmons 2 I 2 N. Jersey St. CURRIN’S FOR DRUGS Portland and Klamath Falls Eastman Kodaks Orthophonic Victrolas Waterman Pens Victor Records Baseball Goods School Books and Supplies Fishing Supplies “Choose Your Druggist With Care. ' Phone UNiversity 0207 PAGE SEVENTY.FIVE The RANGER Last Year Behnke-Walker filled more than 100 positions. During 1929 it will be called up to fill— MORE THAN 1400 POSITIONS BEHNKE-WALKER—with its superb service and far reaching connections throughout the Northwest, can be of inestimable value to you in your choice of a career and the RIGHT start on that career. Not alone in the West, but throughout the United States it is recognized as a leader among the nation’s leading commercial schools. Last Year alone its students won more than 1400 awards in nation-wide competitive contests—the Largest number of awards won by any business college in the country—and hundreds and hundreds more than any in its own field. It requires real quality to achieve in-compatable records year after year. It proves indisputably the superiority of Behnke-Walker methods and reflects the splendid type of young men and women that are attracted to the college. And the reason why Behnke-Walker trained students WIN in contests and WIN in business is because they are better trained-better qualified —better equipped—and are given opportunity to start successful careers in Preferred Positions. Phone Beacon 3 I 38—or write for FREE SUCCESS CATALOG Study the courses—call on either President I. M. Walker or Principal George S. Johnson. They will be happy to confer with you regarding your future, your opportunities and your choice of a career. Behnke-Walker is the I)oor to Opportunity—Enter it! BEHNKE-WALKER BUSINESS COLLEGE America s Gold Medal School llth AND SALMON PORTLAND, OREGON PAGE SEVENTY.SIX The RANGER What They Really Said. Caesar—“Brutus, you done me dirt. ’ Beau Brummell—“I’m some sheik, and I don’t mean maybe.” Launcelot—“Hey, Art, give me a can-opener. I want to take my suit off.” Sampson—“If you must cut my hair give me a bob.” Marie Antoinette—“I wish they’d put snubbers on these oxcarts.” Sir Walter Raleigh—“Step on it, kid.” Columbus—“So this is America. Diogenes—“This lantern smokes something terrible.” Howard Heath— What a sad looking store. Dorothy Haworth—“Why, because it has panes in the windows? ” Howard—“No, the books are in tiers.” Minna Ketel (walking into a department store)—”1 want something in oil for my dining room.” Salesman— What will it be, a landscape or a can of sardines?” NORTHERN SAVING AND LOAN ASSOCIATION 306 Oak Street Portland, Oregon 5% on Savings 6% on Lump Sums +------------------------------------- DAIRY PRODUCTS always at the HOME SERVICE MARKET 678 W. Lombard UNiversity 0213 � •---- ------------------------------------------------ PAGE SEVENTY.SEVEN The RANGER t 1 n r —■ - — ■■ ■ ■ H Day and Night Service Low Prices—Phone for Food—Free Delivery COUCH CURRIER, Inc. THE SERVICE STORE TWO PHONES: UNIVERSITY 1646 UNIVERSITY 1647 108 S. JERSEY STREET Madge Pruit—“My Scotch boy friend sent me his picture.’’ Lois Ellis—“How does it look? Madge Pruit—“I don’t know, I haven’t had it developed yet.” Mildred Dean—“How can 1 keep my youth? Ruth Lucia—“Get him young, treat him rough, and never introduce him to another girl.’’ “And how have you been getting on, Mrs. Mumble?’’ “Ah, Miss, not too well; my poor usband as a parallel stroke, and we’ve ad ard times to make ends meet.’’ C. J. MUCK GROCER Phone UNiversity 0118 2 1 7 So. Jersey St. r “BLUE BIRD SHOPPE” LUNCHES AND CONFECTIONERY 215£ N. Jersey ! UNIVERSITY PARK TAILOR SHOP CLEANING, DYEING, MENDING WILL CALL FOR AND DELIVER W. H. KEEN, Prop. 702 Lombard St. Phone UNiversity 2 I 59 4—- - .. ——■— ....... — --—- - - - ------------ PAGE SEVENTY.EIGHT The RANGER UNIVERSITY DRUG CO. 684 Lombard Street or PORTSMOUTH DRUG CO. 820 Lombard Street HIGH SCHOOL BOOKS AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES Inquisitive Old Man—“Well, well, poor boy; so your father is dead. How did he die?” Urchin (who can’t be bothered)—“Aw, he strangled to death. He was sitting in a lunchroom eatin’ some horse meat, when some guy yells, “Whoa” and the stuff stopped in his throat.” Leonard S.—“Why does a man give a lady a seat in a street car? “ Clark W.—“1 don’t know.” Leonard S.—“Because ever since childhood a man has feared a woman with a strap in her hand.” Waiter—“Will you have pie? Inger P.— Is it compulsory?” Waiter—“Huh? ’’ Inger—“Is it compulsory?” Waiter—“Why—ah—we’re just out of compulsory, but we have some good raspberry.” ROGER’S 0 suits TAILOR-MADE V ARE REAL VALUES OVERCOATS $25.00 TELEPHONE UNIVERSITY 0527 ST.JOHNS UNDERTAKING COMPANY I 14 W. Leavitt Street Portland, Oregon PAGE SEVENTY.NINE The RANGER HONEYMAN HARDWARE CO. PARK AT GLISAN STREET One Block West of Postoffice, Near Broadway Bridge PORTLAND’S LARGEST HARDWARE AND SPORTING GOODS STORE Wright and Diston Golf, Tennis and A. J. Reach Baseball and Athletic Supplies Fine Fishing Tackle : Camp Equipment +•---—---------------------------------------------------------------- • The society leader placed herself in the chair as directed and submitted to the blindfolding. The committee stood about awaiting the great moment. With an air of confidence the Chief of Laboratory Tests lighted a cigarette and held it under the lady’s nostrils. “Do you get it?” he asked. “Yes,” she smiled. “Tell me then, what is it?” “You can’t fool me, she replied sweetly, “it’s the iceman’s pipe.” Mrs. Dilio—“Will you please read your story now?” Ed Kudella—“I haven’t finished it yet.” Mrs. Dilio—“Well, just read what you have.” Ed Kudella—“I haven’t started it yet. J. C. PENNEY CO. World’s Largest Chain Department Store Organization Three Stores Serve Portland, Located at Fifth and Washington Sandy and 42nd Williams and Russell LOU-B’s ELECTRIC BAKERY 286 W. Lombard Street LOU BENDER, Proprietor . m ———— .. .. - ■■ ..... PAGE EIGHTY The RANGER ONE OF AMERICA’S EXCEPTIONAL BUSINESS COLLEGES Fully Accredited by National Association Accredited Commercial Schools Your Final Examination! J What field of endeavor offers you the best opportunity for a good position with advancement ? BUSINESS ! 2 Why does the better type of young people choose the “Northwestern’' ? No similar school offers more modern courses. None gives more modern training. None gives more personal attention. None is more fully accredited. None attracts a better type of student. None is better planned or equipped None better places its graduates. None better merits your consideration. None exceeds it in popularity. Advice Training Placement Await you at this Modern, Progressive School Enrollment Limited Applications considered in order received—no solicitors CHAS. F. WALKER President An inspirational booklet of information 44 MOVE YOUR FUTURE FORWARD M mailed ambitious young people or anxious parents, free upon request _NO R.TH WESTERN 1fcJSchool of Commerce } Day School—the year through Night School, Monday, Thursday, 6 :30 to 9 :10 341 Salmon Street at Broadway Portland, Oregon PAGE EIGHT.ONE The RANGER HARRISON QUALITY MARKET 923 Lombard St. UNiversity 1916 We carry a full line of Fresh and Smoked Meats Fish Poultry Oysters We deliver to your home THE ST. JOHNS REVIEW . YOUR COMMUNITY NEWSPAPER Established 1905 The Representative Newspaper of St. Johns and University Park The beautiful creature was just leaving the hotel where she had stayed for the past year. “This is my address,” she said to the clerk. “But if any letters come from a tall, dark man, throw them in the waste paper basket.” There’s the Scotchman who signs all telegrams he sends his girl Xerxes. In that way he gets in two kisses without paying for them. Garageman: “Did you test the oil?” Ray McMullen: “Yes, it tested awful to me.’ How wonderful! So you’ve got the fascinating modern furniture now. No, Uncle Bill gave little Johnny a chest of tools for Christmas. We know a man that is so bookish that he brushes his teeth-with library paste. ---------------------------------------- THE PENINSULA MARKET 219 N. JERSEY STREET UNIVERSITY 0513 + IRVIN’S GROCERY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS Phone UNiversity 143 7 416 North Jersey PAGE EIGHTY.TWO The RANGER PURITY BAKERY AND DELICATESSEN THE BEST IN OUR LINE Phone UNIVERSITY 0776 115 N. JERSEY ST. ■ -------------------—-------------■------ ------------------------------—..... W. JOWER FOOTWEAR - DRY GOODS - HOSIERY - FURNISHINGS Louise Parry: “Granddaddy, were you in Noah’s Ark?’’ Grandad: “Why, no.” Louisa Parry: “Then, why weren’t you drowned?” Mrs. Timkins was taking her son to school for the first time and, after impressing the schoolmaster with the necessity of his having a thorough education, finished up by saying: “And be sure he learns Latin. “But, my dear madam,” said the master, Latin is a dead language.” “All right,” said Mrs. Timkins, “he’ll want it. He’s going to be an undertaker.” Constable: “Your car awaits without.” Ed. F.: “Without what? Constable: Without lights. Name and address, please.” In spite of the fact that the judge said he would be lenient with a man who had committed bigamy, the poor fellow was allowed to go free. SAXOPHONE FLORENCE SPARR TEACHER AND SOZ.OIST 302 STUDIO BUIZiDINO Phone BEacon 7667 PAGE EIGHTY.THREE The RANGER Hranada ihudio THE OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHER FOR THE JANUARY 1929 CLASS SWfTLAND BUILDING Cor. Fifth and Washington Portland, Oregon PAGE EIGHTY.FOUR The RANGER I PLEASE SIGN MY RANGER a sa tco™ (ejict f t’p ) PAGE EIGHTYFIVE The RANGER PLEASE SIGN MY RANGER i i i i i 1 + PAGE EIGHTY-SIX The RANGER PAGE EIGHTY-SEVEN The RANGER STUDENT COUNCIL FOR FALL TERM STUDENT-BODY PRESIDENT - DONALD WARNACK PUBLIC WELFARE COMMSSIONER - RAY CLAPP ATHLETIC COMMISSIONER - - LEIF ANDERSEN GIRLS’ ACTIVITIES..................DONA P1GG PAGE EIGHTY.EIGHT PORTLAND’S OWN STORE I Headquarters for SCHOOL TOGGERY Pootlaho's Own Sro c YOU can take your first step iritbusiness NOW! 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