Rutherford B Hayes High School - Delhi Yearbook (Delaware, OH)

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Sophomore Boys 'I don't know what I'm going to be from one minute to the nextf

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Q l t ZDlQLl'lI'IQ3Zt I i t i i High School Night concert, March 18 RYOUTS Ilur the Buys' Glee Cluh were held early in the liall, auid the gruup ul thirtyfliive which survived this trial have met eveiiy Monday and Thursday noun lrum twelve until twelve Iiurty-five mfcluek for practice. Wswrk was immediately started tu prepare numhers for a program tu he given m chapel. After sume weeks uf rehearsal, the cluh presented 'iDinah amd 'il Dunnun, negro spirit' uails, tu an appreciative chapel auidence. Following this, the cumhmed girls' amd huys' glee cluhs spent enjuyahle liaiurs singing Sung ul' the Toreaduf' amd the uplltffllllhx flliuriisfl Cfliristmas music was next in line liur the cluh. Eight memhers ul the urganizatinn were chosen tn sing in the duuhle uctet: tenurs, Frederic Reider, Smith Fry, Sherman lvlnist, and Rnhcrt Hartley: and hasses, Frederick Nurwuud. lluhert Newcumh, lfrazier Shipps, and Richard Steckel. This gruup, together with eight memhers ul' the girls' cluh, presented an impressive chapel service in true Christmas spuil, rnhed in choir vestments. Alter the hulidays, the urgaiiiizaitiuii rehearsed selections given at the annual High Schmil Night, Drink tu lvle Only with Thine Eyes and 'i5teal Away met with lavurf aihle cumnient Iiruni the audience. The cluh alsu made an appearance as a unit at the second Schuul Night held lin May sixth, during National Music Vik-ek. The success ul' this year's cluh was due in a large def gree to the capaihle leadership ul' -lulia H. Sullivan, amd tu the skillful accompaniment ul' Polly Perley. Boys' Glee Club 'W'ell, its smnetliiiig be tween belluwivig am wlzistlmg, wltli ti kind of xneeze in tlze middle However, you ll liear it LlU7lC.i ,a-Ig,-3:35:13 X ff F: -an X ZW a a gg a

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i 2 X liDlQl.l'll'llllJZll l t i i Sophomore Boys' Literary Indian Relics ABOUT four and a half miles north of Delaware, between the Olentangy River and the Horseshoe Run, is a range of hills about two miles in length, running north and south. ln the center of this range is a small spring, tlze source of water for a tribe of Indians who, long ago, inhabited this area. I have tramped these hills for about three uyears, hunting for Indian relics, and have found about thirty arrow heads, two tomahawks, a number of grinding stones, and two spear heads, one of which is ten inches long. There seem to be three classes of arrow heads, one about four inches, the second two inches, and the third one inch long. The twofinch ones are very broad, while all the others are long and narrow. Some are chipped from red flint, and are very pretty. On March 25 I was walking near the spring, and when I stooped to pick up a large greiy arrow head, I saw two others and a spear head not four feet away, This is about the best luck I have ever had in searching for Indian relics. QTom Kirchner Belfry Pigeons Up in the top of the old church tower The pigeons fly and nest in the bower: And now and then a loving pair Are seen to fly swiftly away from there. One is dark and one is light- Oh, how beautiful when in flight! Up they fly so high-so high- Tiny specks 'gainst the light blue skyg Now they return, sad and forlorn, Flying low, all weary and worn, Seeking again the nest in the bower, Up in the top of the old church tower. -james Kellar Old Musicians In her poems The Violin Maker and The Organ Man , Margaret E. Sangster has pictured two old men who make music for the children of the poor. On a street in the slums of a large city hangs the sivn Violins Made . In this shop works an old man, very steadily and patiently. As he fastens the cat'gut, strand by strand, he thinks of the melodies that his violin may produce. He is the maker of musicg-the comforter of many a poor suffering one. On a street corner not far away, an old organ man, clad in a ragged coat, is seen play' ing an organ, whose worn notes seem very dim. People pass him with their heads turned the other way, but the children who are very poor listen day after day, not knowing that the music is very old-an almost forgotten tune. -Robert V. Main