Sabin Junior High School - Sabinite Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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January, 1 9 32 The Nincfccn Thirty-two Graduation Number SABINITE JUNIOR Page Fifteen A SCANDAL IN CATSBURG-tContlnuedJ for the Goldblatt Taxi Co. and Department Stores, deserted, and established a big taxi cab company and now is in competition with her old employers. Who in the world would ever think of a girl like Molly, building taxi cabs? Arriving at 5th Avenue, we entered the Korecki Style Shoppe. What ho! what a place! After passing through, room after room, we entered Miss Korecki's private office and were received by Stephanie her- self who was utterly surprised at the un- expected visit. But after a brief discus- sion, I learned that her sister Janette was giving a musical recital at the new Kop- czak Auditorium. She asked if I didn't remember Joe Kopczak, one of our old classmates who was designing audltorlums for the teachings of arts all over the world. In answer to that, I said, I could see where Kopczak would be building and designing auditoriums but as for the teachings of arts, I didn't quite understand. Well. you see, Janette and Joe are engaged and . . . but before Stephanie fin- ished with an explanation, I told her that I can quite understand the reason now. and Mary and I left immediately. Upon arriving at the pier. from which we were to leave, for Europe, we were ln- formed that Hirsch, Ufer and Bronstein. engineers, were just arriving from Europe upon a boat that is due in a few hours after we leave. We immediately set out for the Rlesche Aviation Field. While en route to the field I asked Mary if this was the George Riesche of Room 111 and 306. She informed me that she knew less about the matter than I did, so after a short dis- cussion, we decided that this must be George and we would be killing two birds with one stone if it were so. After reach- ing the field we were met by none other tba fur old mate. John Gondek who worked as an aviator in the field. He im- mediately informed us that William Tur- kiewicz, was his mechanic and was out working on the plane now, and good old George owned the field, but we had no time we asked them to to discuss matters so fly us over to the good ship PRESIDENT EDDIE CANTOR , the ship which Jerome Bronstein were on. Hirsch. Raymond and Upon the take-off, we saw two men in white running across the field with an ambulance in pursuit. William Turkie- wicz, the mechanic, who was with us, said that they were Doctors Alex Orelowltz and Joseph .Iordan, the doctors of the field. When we sighted the ship, we were given a hearty welcome by a few gas bombsuand the smoke stream. Then, we immediately landed on the derrick of the SIMD where we were told that Hirsch, the famous engineer, was in his stateroom. UDOH arriving, We were greeted by his private secretaries, Adeline Peca and Ste- nhanie Pytel, who gave us a hearty recep- tion and showed us into Mr. Hirsch who told us of his great success in connection with Ufer and Bronstein, but told ug that we could not see them as they were in private .conference with their secretaries, Emily Ziemba and Beatrice Jensen, so that settled that. He proceeded to tell us that Leo Borelll had married a famous teacher of English, which was none other than the little Doro- thy Riticher. Edward Stachnlk was in love with his stenographer, Bertha Sofa. Mor- ton Flngerhut was a professor of medicine at the University of Chicago and was mar- ried to a former student nurse at the Uni- versity, Edna Garfield. Helen Fleishman refused to marry Gerhardt Wallies because ffoufiuuca' in Ncxt Colnuiuj MR. EULENBERG STAGES ELECTRICAL EXHIBITION By Am: Through the efforts of Mr. Eulenberg, the instructor of the electric shop, it has been possible for Sabin to have something it has never had in the past, a miniature cottage exhibiting all electrical lighting appliances and conveniences. This exhibit was received through the courtesy of the General Electric Company and was put up by Mr. Eulenberg and some of his pupils. On the front of the exhibit are two porch lights usually found adorning the front doors and porches of homes. There also is an electric door bell. Upon enter- ing one will find in the different corners various switches and devices controlling the lighting appliances. In the back of the miniature there is a fuse box, control box, and electric meter. Every modern convenience can be in- stalled through the variety of plugs and outlets. There, in addition to the lights and chandeliers is a telephone box and some floor lamps which were made in the electric shop. This exhibition is probably one of the most interesting features in school today and every Sabinlte should take it upon himself to visit this novelty. PROGRESSIVE PARTY HOLDS CONVENTION On Tuesday, January 9, 1932. the Pro- gressive party held its convention under the leadership of Art Retchin, Sid Harris, Bernard Green and Sam Friefield, presi- dent, first vice-presideut, second vice-presi- dent and ex-president, respectively. Ex- president, Sam Frlefield and Sam Gillis. Sid Harris and a few others gave speeches. After lining up the candidates and filing their petitions the meeting was closed by Art Retchin. A SCANDAL IN CATSBURG-fflonfiiuuetlJ he was a minister and she had to devote her time to social work. so that's that. After a long discussion of old times. Hirsch, Mary and myself decided to have dinner aboard the ship. Upon leaving the stateroom I noticed on the ship directory: Selma Goldberg ............ Hair Dresser Olga Kudrewich ......... Cosmetic Expert Chester Chmielewski. . .. ........ Steward Ida Berkin .................... Nursery At dinner, Hirsch informed me that Sylvia Brown was a famous poetess. Mil- dred Moskowitz is teaching dramatic art in Europe and Marybeth Hlbbard is an ar- tist. Phvllis Harris is an acrohatic dancer in the Ziegfeld Follies and Elsie Sale is directing the ship's library. Upon leaving. we noticed a little dot in the sky which turned out to be an aero- plane that turned a few loons and landed on the deck. Out stepped Earl Le Blond who piloted the ship, followed by the famous physician, Hvman Surgal. Out of nowhere stepped a little shrimp, Attorney Retchin. with the famous veterinary ser- geant, Dr. Edward Lazar, who told me that he solved the great swindle that oc- curred in the little island of Catsburg be- fore I got there. So that's that. WVe returned. homeward bound and we are all thankful to the little scandal in Catsburg. MAKE THE SABINITE THE BEST IN BARNEY'S RUM BARREL By Puvnms HARRIS, oA, soo Dilly was perched on a fence post, her light hair flying about her face and her little hands clasped behind her back. The small toes that peeped through her ragged shoes were red also, for the day was cold, but Dilly was used to such trlfles. Toodles, the baby, who could not climb the fence, contented himself with looking through. He was bundled up in an old shawl, and, if the round face that peeped through the fence rails was roughened by the chill wind, he, like Dilly, had grown accustomed to such discomforts. It occurred to Freddy Burr, in the next yard. that their situation was scarcely agreeable. He looked up from the stick he was trying to split with his new hatchet, and asked: What makes you sit up there on such a day as this? Why don't you go into the house and keep warm? 'Cause I'd rather stay here and watch you, said Dllly. Taint no fun in the house. Well, I wouldn't think it would be fun out here unless I had my warm coat and scarf and these thick boots, remarked Freddy. Dilly looked at them and an odd wonder awoke, as she did so: it grew more dis- tinct, until presently it took shape in words: Why don't I like you, Freddy, she asked. father drinks 'em up, have nice warm clothes 'Cause your answered Freddy promptly. said Dilly. People No, he don't, can't drink things like that. Where do you get yours? My father buys them: and the reason yours don't is 'cause they all go into Bar- ney's rum barrels down at the corner. Just then a voice called from Freddy Burr's yard, and he went in promptly. Dilly turned away, and looked herself over and then sat down on a log. If what Freddy Burr had told her was true, some- thing ought to be done about it:'and the longer she pondered, the more she became convinced that she had heard the truth. 'Cause other folks has things and we don't, and it must be ours go somewhere. she reasoned. They can't be any good there either. I'm just sure they can't. Mebby I've got a hood, a nice red one, pretty and warm. Wish I had one now. Toodles, let's do it! she said, spring- ing up, excitedly. Let's go an' see if we can get some. Yah, answered Toodles contentedly: and, taking his hand, Dilly opened the creaklng gate and led the way down the street. There were a number of men in the store at the corner-a queer store, with a cur- tain across the lower half of the front window. She clasped Toodles hand tighter and walked up to the counter and asked the man behind the counter: Please, sir, have you got any thing of ours asoak here? There was an instan-t's silence. and then a shout of laughter from the men. . Well, now. that's a neat way of put- ting it. Hey. Keane, these youngsters of yours want to know if Barney has you in soak here. An old slouched hat behind the store was raised a little, but there was no other ffonfin-ued on Page 16, Col. .U

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Page Fourteen The Ninrlren Thirty-f-wa Graduation Number SABINITE JUNIOR January, 193 2 VOICE OF SABIN CITY Purely polsonal pltfle: Miss Manton thinks I'm simple minded. She's probably righlt. . .She's probably right . . . Cleo- patra is back in the lunchroom the second lunch period . . . she was laid off a few days last month . . . she always has a cheery smile and a pleasant word for all . . . what her name is, nobody knows . . . at least I dldn't, so- I began calling her Cleopatra . . . she purrs with delight at mention of the much coveted name . . . Drag out the ice-skates and moth-muffler, here comes Old Man Winter . . . or am I wrong? Although my buddy lphooeyll is on the Sablnite staff, he is still active in politics, having won a few cases recently . . . he awes the jury with his majestic stalk and affected air of superiority . . . they cringe as he commands them to declare my defendant not guilty! It looks as if good old. curpulent Sam Gillis will have leading part in the grad play . . . and how that boy can warble . . . I can hear Miss Byrne calling to me that I'm off key and that this whole paragra-ph is flat, so I leave you, even as I left you last month: hastily . . . and dizzy. Ahalf-hour has passed and I'm sitting here in my room gazing at the typewriter. twiddling my thumbs, chewing my elbow, and wondering what next to write . . . sometimes my brain t?D is dormant . . . absolutely blank . . . go ahead, tell me that it's always that way! Embarrassing Moments Dept.: My most embarrassing moment came upon me last year,like a bolt out of the blue tonly I turned redl I was delivering a speech thehehehl on the Ethics of Journalism and somehow or other managed to rhyme a few words in a sentence. The crowd laughed. I remarked brilliantly: I'm a poet, and I don't know it. Some rube in back shouted out: Yeah, but your feet show it: they're long fellows. tLongfel- low sJ Was I embarrassed? Don't esk! Sabin Sights: Miss Pitt's green hat . . . Mr. S'anger's polite Oh, Yeah? Mr. Mc- Cormickcame back for one dtay last week to sub in Miss Maher's room . . . did he remember me! . . . and how! . . . incident- ly, Miss Maher is convalescing at her home . . . she has been quite sick the past few weeks . . . here's sincere hopes for a speedy recovery . . . That yellow line down the corridor in the third floor reminds me of a state highway . . . Mr. Boehme's silk tie . . . Miss Veatcl1's petite Ford . . . Well, another graduating class is about to pass into history . . . Remember any of the old grade? . . . Jake Levin . . . Bill Charm . . . Helen Lucas, .Simon Glick, Nat Buffenlstien, and way back when Mannie Lashower and Sol Bellow were the big shots . . . almost every one of the Avalons tnow extinctj went, or is going to Sabin . . . Lashower was an Avalon, Bellow, Ben Shapiro, Sammie Friefeld, Bernie Holtz, Hy Shubin, and yours truly, who ex- pects to gra-duate in June fhave mercy, ye teachersl . . . Some of the more famous who are grad- uating are: Stephanie Korecki, our cap- able mayor, unofficial and uncrowned queen of Sabin . . . right behind her comes her sister, Janet . . . then there's Dorothy Richter, Phyliss Harris fno, nol the girl who knew a man who's nephew's butler's mother-inlaw's chauf'fuer's wlfe's sister's child knew a beggar who collected mil- lion dollar bills. Among the boys grad- uatlng there's, of course, Sam Friefeld, fConfinued in Next Columnj ON THE AIR On December 10, Miss Cummings gave the literature lesson for grades 7, 8 and 9 over WMAQ. From this talk we learned that the por- trayal of character in the short story is just as important as plot: the characters must be real, must live and act, like human beings. The dramatic method, the one which uses speech and action is the most effective method. The writer who holds our attention is the o-ne who makes the speech and action the natural outcome of the char- acter. Mr. Booth Tarkington, a noted liv- ing American author, uses the dramatic method most successfully in the story Penrod's Busy Day, from his book Pen- rod and Sam. Miss Cummings read parts of that story which illustrated that method. She has received several messages of appreciation from the schools. 5 Rsmaivlsaa WHEN ' I 210 boys and girls were the 1 school's baseball champs? . Old 208 became 305? How mad I they were! QNow they're glad.j Q Remember when they had the I ' aeroplane show in Chicago, how many children saw it? Sabin was almost a hundred per- cent Sablnite subscriptions? i Miss Jenkins gave the best gradu- ation play Sabin ever had up to the present time? And what a play. Progressive and Self-Control Par- ties had a great iight before the election? l VOICE OF SABIN CITY-fflontinuedj who finally leaves us, after many heavy years of struggling with Latin homework: Art Retchin, the little big shot: Maurie Baygood, and scores of others of whom it would take up too much room to mention . . . Suffice to say, this is one of the best had for and most versatile classes we've quite a while .... excepting, of course, last June's grad class with Joe Luptak, Toby Venicor, last year's Queen, Ben Shapiro, last year's king, Evelyn Teitel- baum, Zelda Palmer, Chuck Mollerup, Mollie Greenstein, and hosts of others . . . I could ramble on for hours, but, gosh look at the time! Twenty after eleven. Oh, and school tomorrow. Now fo-r a bubbling Kentucky mint julep suh, and to bed, suh . . . finterval of fif- teen minutes during which I make the radio softer, grab the Man Who Knew Coolidge by Sinclair Lewis, and climb into bedl. . . Ah, these blankets feel good . . . nice and warm . . . Green Hoops and Holly Rollers! I forgot to do my Latin homework . . . Oh, well, maybe Miss Manton will forget to col- lect it . . . one black sheep jumping over a fence . . . two black sheep jumping . . . s-x-z- . . . And -the Dear, Dear Sandman carried off Mr. Bunny Rabbit to the S'weet Land of Dreams. Good-night, sleep tight, and rest your tootsies children . . . They hang wall paper and let that kind of radio announcer live . . . oh, well . . . See you in the morning . . . Adleu, Grads . . . Welcome, Freshies . . . This is your Uncle Sid speak- ing . . . Cheerio, old topper . . . ENJOYING YOUR VISIT T0 THE DE NTIST- Q Continued J seeing a dim light flicker in the distant darkness, while visiting the ruins of an abandoned house or when awakened by peculiar noises during the stillness of the night. The dread of the dental chair may be due to one of these child-fear com- plexes not yet eradicated or may be due to not understanding the nature of the work to be done. A careful explanation by the dentist as to just what he intends doing will greatly relieve this exaggerated fear. When we do not experience the anticipated pain which is caused by fear, we quickly become freed from dental fear as we become liberated from all fears. They are eliminated through constructive experiences, discrimination and increased understanding. These words of Plato bear a message valuable alike to child and adult, as truth- ful today as when he said: The best way of training the youth is to train yourself at the same time: not to admonlsh them, but to be always carry- ing out your principles in practice. Thus you realize that by dispelling fear you greatly benefit yourself and help the dentist. Your fearless mental attitude will shorten your time in the dental chair, dentist will be able without to work more quickly, with because the interruption greater ease and practically without pain. He will tell you how to maintain the health of your teeth and gums. Regular dental visits will locate a small cavity before the tooth aches. This tiny decayed spot can be quickly and palnlessly filled. Advanced gum inflammations and ab- scessed teeth will be largely prevented, thus greatly benefitting your appearance and health. Surely, with this broader understanding you will really enjoy your visit to the dentist. PLAYING FOOTBALL- 1 Continued j times out of five at a hundred feet. For- ward passing is an art, and to acquire this important ability you must practice and practice until the correct motions become mechanical. Here is the method upon which most of the football experts have agreed for correct forward passing: grasp the ball about three-fourths of the way from the front end with the fingers directly on the lacing. Take the ball back over the shoulder, close to your head, and the for- ward point turned slightly upward. Hold it there until you have sighted your man. Then throw lt with a quick snap of the wrist, pulling down the lacing with the fingers as the ball is released to give it a spiral motion. Keep the weight on the right foot as you throw and in -the act of throwing push off with this foot so as to get more power into the effort. Remember that practice will develop your throwing arm to a highly-perfected state. Look for an- other sport article lu the Sablnite next month. Sid Harris. Freddy returned from school and met a frowning mother. I've just been talking to Mrs. Smith, she said. She told me that you gave one of her little boys a black eye. He nodded. But haven't I told you not to fight? she scolded. Yes, mum, he said: but you see, it's like this. Those boys are twins and I wanted some way of telling them apart. The Blue and White. Herzl,

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Page Sixteen Thr Niuctrcn Thirly-I-wo Graduation Number SABINITE JUNIOR January, 1 932 BETTER THAN GOLD By Flsl-I FAREFIELD lla-clit-ated to Mr. Boelam, my friend und teacher The blistering sun baked the bar-ks of three lone travelers as they journied Southward. A gray haired scientist and his two native Indian guides were making their way across the desert to haunts ol t.he Yakee Indians. The Yakee Indians, ai tribe which no white man dares to meet. ot' which no white man has ever made .ai successful investigation as to what then' beliefs and doings consist. Avross the scorching sand they rode. stopping at water holes to rest and to quench their thirst, but this did not last long and once they came within sight of the mountains, the two Indian guides re- fused to travel into the territory of the Yakee. The gray haired scientist said notliinf.. Daid them their fees and traveled onward into the land of the Yakee- Upon arriving at the foothole of at moun- tain, he was gfeeied bY Ulfee Indians who told him that he must wait before enter- ing the land forbidden to white men. HP at once knew these natives to be Yak-'es because of their low brow and liixzh skull so he decided to do as he was told. But before finishing a pow-wow with the Indian interpreter who SDGKS 1113115 18119121399- the messenger returned with news from the chief saying that he may enter and visit with the chief and may remain until requested to leave. Before he had urrlved to the mountain castle of the chief, he had learned that three other white men had secured entrance. The first one was a Spaniard who visited the tribe fifteen years before and was requested to leave he-tore the third sun had risen, while the others were forced to leave before the first moon had risen. Upon enterimz the slay roofed palace. he ww determined to break the record of the other three. There, the chief offered him a chair, but the gray haired scientist was too clever and knew how to win the con- fidence of the chief and asked if he may have the honor to sit beside him on the carpet on which the natives hold pow-wow. The chief. seeing his rank. hesitated, hut then as if it was a highly covered honor, permitted him, After short talk hetween the chief and the pale faced old gentlemen via an interpreter, the scientist aroused the curiosity of the chief as to the workings of his wri-st watch, the like of whi'-li the chief had never seen before and insisted unon hearing it tick. Then after a short explanation on the part of the 111- structor, he was permitted to stay. Takinet advantage of his success, the in- vestigator immediately went to work 011 serurinf: material so that he might DYOVG he had been among the forbidden tribe, but before the sun had risen the next morning, the chief had requested his pres- encejbedeuse the watch had ceased to tick. Then, after another lesson, the chief had learned to wind the watch in order to keep it ticking. But before the gentleman of Science could leave the clay tloored man- sion. the chief told him that he must leave the land of the Yakee before the second sunrise, then with a smile of contentment. and a bow of courtesy, he left the chief sprawled on a fluffy carpet with two cirvu- lar objects in his hand, that the chief called tick-ticks. While the chief was amusing himself with the time keepers of civilization, the old student was out investigating the life of the Yakee and their mystic rituals. Though he spent most of the time at the ffoufinuvd in thc Navi Colunznj BETTER THAN GOLD-tContinu0dl latter type of work. he spent some time in the makings of trinkets to amuse the chief in hope that the Red Warrier would grant him further stay. Then, as the second sun was rising, the paleface went to pay his respects and to give thanks to the chief. But before leaving, he presented the Em- peror of the Red Men with a large alarm vlock which aroused the curiosity of the Chief, and once more he was granted stay. so he might teach his Royal student how in the name of the great white spirit, he could make the alarm ring. Then after many moons had nassed the gray haired old gentleman secured all the necessary information. He immediately made for the Red mau's strong-hold and told the chief he was ready to leave. but the Indian leader made clear that he was not yet tired of playing with trinkets of the eastern world and would be honored if the old scientist would stay and teach him the ways of the civilized world. But the oxidental insisted upon leaving and promised that some day he would return with many presents from his country for the chief. After futile persuasion the King of the Red Men granted his leave, on the Condition that he tell him why other white men seek a precious yellow substance and he had sought only worthless stone. In answer to the Chief's question the gray haired scientist told him that some men seek gold and some men seek knowledge nn-d that was the only difference between him and the man who seeks gold. Thougli knowledge is greater than gold, men still seek the shiny yellow stone. The Chief looked up at the gray haired old tutor, put forth his hand as a sign of everlasting friendship and replied in his tribal code, You are a leader of men, Oh, Master, go forth and seek thy precious rrold. thy precious knmvlmlg.-ge, but come havkz you are welcome to the land forbid- den to thy creed, the land of the Yakeef' CATCHING SANTA CL AUS Tommy Warner, get right down from that roof! cried Mrs. Warner nervously. But, Mama, I'm making a snare to catch Santa Claus. replied young Tommy. Tommy was a boy eight years old who was always trying to do miracles. As boys will. the moment his mother's back was turned he was up on the roof again fixing the snare. That night he slept with one ear open '-Q he wanted to see Santa Claus. Late in the night he was awakened by a terrible rar-ket on the roof. While on the way up there he thought to himself, Santa must be a young man when his voice can make all that racket. Imagine his surprise to see dangling in the snare his Brother Bill. While he loosened the wire he inquired of his brother, Why did you come up here? His brother angrily replied, No won- der I couldn't get San Francisco on the radio. I see you used the aerial wire for a snare. Lincoln Junior Times. A TOUCH OF SFMMER CODIPLAINT A small negro boy went to a physician in Natchez to be treated for a painful sen- sation in one of his ears. The doctor ex- amined and found the ear was full of water. How did this happen, he asked after he had drained the ear- been going swim- ming a lot? New, sub. said the little darky- been eatin' watermelon! IN B.-lRNEY'S RUM BARREL-QCont.J sign of his hearing the man. Oh, I didn't mean him, cried Dilly. What did you mean, then? asked a coarse, red-faced man. Shoes and such things, faltered Dilly. afraid its spoiled with the Hoods-I'm whiskey, but mebby I could wash it out. Wouldn't you glve us some of them out of We need them awful bad. your barrel? What barrel? Who sent you here? the man asked angrily. Your rum barrel, answered Dilly. 'Freddy Burr has nice warm clothes and things. I asked him where he got his and he told me his father bought them. He told me mine were here in your rum bar- rel. Please take them out. We've had enough of this, answered the barkeeper angrily. Now leave, you ragamufilns, and never let me catch you ln these doors again. He stepped toward thrm. The man bc- hind the stove suddenly arose. Take care, Barney. You had better not touch them. There was fire in his eyes. Both children were crying by this time, but the father took a hand of each and passed out into the open. Two weeks passed and Dilly completed the story to Freddy Burr. See here, she said, pushing the toes of a stout pair of shoes through the fence, and here, bob- bing up for an instant to show the hood on her head. Where did you get them? asked Freddy. surprised, Why, pa worked and bou-tht 'em and brought 'em home, and they didn't get into nobody's barrel, explained Dilly, without any use for grammar. It was just this had just way, when you told me Mr. Barney all our nice things in his barrel. I went right out down there and asked him for 'em, me and Toodles. You didn't! exclaimed Freddy. Did too! declared Dilly. Well he wouldn't give us any and was as cy-053 as 21l1Yil1iHg. Then Dilly related the story als it happened. Well, my pa got some work the next day, and brought home some money and now he says his little boy and girl shall have things like other folks. KNOWSEY-KNOWS Question: Vl'lmt are the advantages and disadvantages of being a twin? Edna and Ethel Burgeson, 303A, seniors: Desire for r-ompanionshlp is natural, and the close companionship of a twin sister is exceptionally valuable. Because of be- ing together practically all the time, our interests are in common and our ideas, mutual. Occasionally, there are ditter- ences over what we will wear: then it is necessary to compromise. Geraldine and Jerome Bresler, 232A and 307A. seniors: Being a twin is living and not living at the same time, It seems as though each serves as a sparring partner for the other. 0mDlaint department. best boy or girl friend, and as a luggage carrier. In real- ity, it isn't a bad life. The Roosevelt Weekly. Well, this is all there ls, and as the Old Maestro says, We hope you like it. T110 Junior f0lllH'1lU1i5f.Y and flu' Print flulv.