This is the school that we love, because here we make strong friendships, and have happy times, and here we get our start on the road to success. We are proud to call this wonderful building OUR SCHOOL. We do not own the school, but the school owns us, and one of our highest aims is to make the school proud of its possessions. SALEM PUBLIC SCHOOLS Board of Education L. B. FRENCH, President. ALBERT HAYES, Clerk W. F. CHURCH F. J. EMENY MRS, ELIZABETH KELLEY JOHN S. ALAN, A. M. (Thiel) Superintendent of Schools KARL E. WHINNERY, A M. (Wisconsin) History and Civics Principal, S. H. S. 52954 paoe three Faculty of Salem High School FIRST ROW: Ethel Beardmore, A. B%, (Hiram) History; Grace P. Orrf (Pittsburgh Conservatory and Chicago School of Music). Winifred Childs, A. B., (Ohio State) French; Nesta Weaver, A, B., (Mount Union) English; Eloise Scott, A. B„ (Hiram) Gen. Science and Mathematics; Ella T. Smith, S. B., (Chicago) Gen. Science and Biology, SECOND ROW: Alice Clark, A. B., (Vassar) English and Spanish; Eloise Young, A. B., (Mich- igan) English and Social Subjects; Gertrude Liber, A. B., (Mount Union) Latin; Karl E. Whinnery, A. M., (Wisconsin) History and Civics; Mrs, Phoebe Ryland, (Michigan State Normal) Domestic Science; Hazel Douglas, A, B., (Oberlin) Mathematics. THIRD ROW: R. D. Owens, (Ohio University) Manual Training; R. H. Hilgendorf, A. B., (St. Johns College) Commercial Subjects; R. P. Vickers, B. S., (Dennison) Science; Douglas Vivian, (Battle Creek) Physical Training, Due to an accident at the Preliminary Meet on May 4th., Miss Margaret Woods was unable to be in the faculty picture. Miss Woods is a graduate of Mount Union with an A. B. degree. page four CHARLES E. LEASE, President DOROTHY FAILER, Vice President PHOEBE STOUDT, Secretary-Treasurer m hi m COLORS; Purple and Gold page five CHARLES E. LEASE, I am the state. President of Class ’17-19, '20-21. Comment Quaker,” Debate, Dramatics. DOROTHY FAILER, “He’s a fool who thinks by force or skill to turn the current of a woman's will.” Vice-president of Class '21, Manager Gird’s Bas- ketball Team, Basketball, “Quaker,” Dramatics. PHOEBE STOUDT On their own merit, modest men are dumb. Secretary-Treasurer '21, “Quaker.” JAMES McCLEERY, He hath not given all his time to books. You can bank on it, there’s no philosophy like bluff. Track, Dramatics. Secretary Boys’ Association. JAMES HARRIS, You are so good, Hamilton, and I love you for it; but I see the boy leap into your eyes when I say, ‘a little spree' ’ Comment”, Quaker”, Dramatics. RICHARD BREWER, What I must do is what concerns me, not what people think ’ Track, Football, Dramatics, KENNETH BURCAW, Short and stout and round about and zealous as can be. Football, Track. LAURA BUSH, Life's a joke and all things show it; I thought so once and now I know it.” Quaker,” Dramatics. page six REED CALKINS, I cannot bring my tongue to such a pace. Dramatics. MARIAN CAMPBELL, Know thyself. She hasn't much to say, but when she does, she acts it. “Quaker,” Dramatics. JOHN CARPENTER, A few strong instincts and a few plain rules. John has the “rep” of being the nicest little boy. We wonder how many really know him well! Dramatics, KATHLEEN CAVANAUGH, We saw not half the charms her downcast mod- esty concealed. Basketball. CARROL COBOURN, You can't judge a toad by the length of his hop. City manager—just see where he's hopping to. Track, Dramatics. MARION CONKLE, “A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.” I'm as free as Nature first made man. Football, Track, Dramatics, Cheer Leader, Track Captain '21. ELIZABETH CONSER, Roses are red, violets are blue; you chase me and I'll chase you. RUTH DUNLAP, Eyes too expressive to be blue, too lovely to be gray, “Still runs the water where the brook goes deep.” Basket Ball. page seven 4 , DOROTHEA DUNN, Begone, dull care! Thou and I shall never agree, O Lord, I must laugh! Basket Ball, Dramatics. ALFREDA EASTMAN, “Petite1' our little Easterner, has become an in- dispensable part of our class. We know that in the joyous highway of life, “Petite is going to be among “les plus grandes. Entered from Carthage, N. Y., Jan. 23, 1921. ELSIE FERNENGEL, “Wise to resolve and patient to perform.” AUGUSTA FILLER, “Her voice was even, soft, gentle and low— an excellent thing in a woman.” Dramatics, High School Orchestra. THOMAS FRENCH, “You know me all—a plain blunt man that love my friend. “All is not gold that glitters. Per- sonally, I have a great admiration for stupidity. Dramatics. MARY GETZ, Oh, what a thing this learning is! CLARENCE GIBBONS, And the gloom of my bachelor days is flecked with the cheery light of toasts that I've made to fellows, 'cause fellows will use me right. Football, Dramatics. CAMILLE GLASS, Give me a good time or give me death. 'Nuf ’cedi We all know those eyes. Dramatics. page eight WILLIAM GROSS I am the cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to me. Dramatics. CELESTIAL HARRINGTON, Waste no time in words. GERTRUDE HARROLD, Of manner gentle, of affection mild, In wit a man, simplicity a child. LEONARD HIVELY, An indispensable man. Of souls sincere, in action, faithful and in honor, clear. Dramatics. DOLORES JAMES, An ounce of discretion and a pound of good heart- edness. Nobody can do again what you've done to this town. Dramatics. HAROLD JONES, Of altogether genial character. Football, Track. NAOMI KENT, Maud Muller on a summer’s day, Raked the meadows, sweet with hay. JAMES KESSELMIRE, Oft in the future day, when the clouds hang dark o’er head, fond memory’ll bring us back to the funny things he said. Pictures of Napolean— diamond studs—swagger sticks—calliopes—ticket seller in a circus. “Quaker,” President of Boy’s Association ‘20-'21. Manager of Boys Basket Ball Team. Basket Ball, Football, Dramatics. page nine MARY LAMPHER, Meek and soft and maiden-like. HAZEL LOTTMAN, Men? Where have I heard that word? RUTH LOWRY American Beauty Roses—black velvet gowns with long trains'—brightly1 lighted ballrooms — peacock feathers. Dramatics. EDNA MINSER, The precious gift of steadiness. DONALD MONTGOMERY, Wait a minute, wait a minute,, I won't be puz- zled! Dramatics, Debate, Quaker.” ORA MONTGOMERY, Soul fraught little piece of earnestness. ELIZABETH MILLER, For light's her heart and blithe’s her song. Dramatics, Quaker.” ELIZABETH MOORMAN, Forget-me-nots-—Lavander and old lace—-an echo-doves. page ten GENEVIEVE OVINGTON A gentle maid of rural breeding, By nature first and then by reading. Dramatics, HARRY PARKER, A veracious and intelligent man. ¥ Dramatics. CLETUS PAUMIER, Despatch is the soul of business. Dramatics, “Quaker.” DOROTHY PAXSON, A still, small voice, “I must confess to you, sir, I'm no fighter.— ROBERT RHEUTAN, “Mirth, admit me to thy crew.” Dramatics. PAUL RICH, He has common sense in a way that is most un- common. Football, Basketball, “Quaker,” Dramatics. MEALIA SHOPE, For she looked every day, Fresh as a rose in June. She's gentle and not fearful. Dramatics. HOWARD SMITH, For mine own part, it was Greek to me. patje eleven FRANK SPENCER, I disagree. Dramatics, Football, Captain Football Team ’20, Basketball, Track, President of Class '18-19, Secre- tary-Treasurer 17. DOROTHY SPIKER, The rare gift of being constantly and eternally herself. Captain Girl’s Basketball Team '21, Basketball, Girls’ Track, “Quaker.” GRETA MAE SPIKER Rare compound of oddity, frolic and fun. If I'd only been bom a boy, Pd be the happiest man on earth. Girl’s Track, Basketball, President of Girl’s Association, ’21. LENA THOMPSON, The very soul of domesticity. Is there any one so mean that Lena would not feel sorry for him ? Dramatics, “Quaker.” HAZEL VOTAW, I oft have heard defended, Little said is soonest mended.” GLADYS WARD She is not forward, but modest as a dove. ALICE WARD The world's no better if we worry. Life’s no longer if we hurry. PETER WELLS, Although a lion in the field, A lamb in town thou shalt him find. Dramatics. page twelve BLANCHE WHITNEY, The weapon that no enemy can parry, Is a bold and cheerful spirit. “Quaker,” Dramatics. DORIS WILSON, Trittaty trot, trittaty trot, The faster she went the farther she got. CHARLES W'lRSCHING, To business that we love, we rise betimes and go to with delight, Love is a serious accident. The worst of having a romance is that it leaves one so unromantic. Football, Basketball, Captain Boy’s Basketball ’21, Track, Dramatics, “Quaker.” ETHEL WOODRUFF, Is the kind who does a lot of work that nobody sees. She has such a nonchalant air that most people think she never really works. Basketball, Secretary-Treasurer of Girl's Asso- ciation. LLOYD YODER, “Well now you see, it was just this way—” He grew intoxicated with his own eloquence. Dramatics, “Quaker,” Football, Track, Basket- ball. page thirteen Miss Liber—“She fills up a place that can- not be so well filled when she hath left it empty,” Miss Beardmore—“A good example is the best sermon,” Charles Alexander—“Drag on, French, I'm still coming,” Mary Louise Astry—“Pleasant to walk with, pleasant to talk with and pleasant to think about,” Clarence Ball—“A good fellow in a quiet way.” Grace Bricker—“Needles and pins, needles and pins, when Caesar ends, Virgil begins.” George Bunn—“Can't hear.” Herman Carnes—“He 'is hypnotized by his own thoughts.” Alfred Catlin—“I know it is a sin for me to sit and grin.” Eloise Chamberlain—“See how far the little candle throws its gleam, so shines a good deed in a naughty world.” Dorothy Chappel—“One exception to the rule, ‘Nobody loves a fat man.’ ” Phyllis Cope—“Take the hint and run, Edith, run, or we can't get no courtin' done.” Walter Davis—“He is so far behind the times that the ‘Garden of Eden' is a new story.” Wilmer Davis—“Whatever anyone says or does, I must be good.” Theodore DeVenne—“And there is the boy with a three decker brain.” Paul Dow—“I'm not in t e common role of men.” Harry Earl—“Out of sight, out of mind.” Frederick Eastman—“Like father, like son.” Catherine Enderlin—“Credits, not men, have always been her mark.” Russell Flick—“Plenty of noise makes a good enough argument for most people.” Charles Floyd—“He took four spools and an old tin can, put them together and the darn thing ran.” Isabelle Gallagher— “Give thy thoughts no tongue.” Josephine Gottschalk—“Jolly good nature beams forth in her smile.” Dallas Hanna—“No one his equal but himself,” Marion Hanna—“He hath an expression of sleep upon his brow.” Anna Mary Hutcheson—“Gangway! ‘He's coming down from Alliance this afternoon ” Katherine Hutson—“These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues,” William Juergens-—“Would that I knew all that I talk about,” Ethel Kaiser—“While others fish with craft for great opinion, I, with great truth, catch mere simplicity.” Rowland Kaplan—“A swelling head always contains a shrinking brain,” Frank Kille—“He kept his honesty and truth, his independent tongue and pen, and moved in manhood as in youth—pride of his fellow men.” Albert Knauf—“Fm seemingly slow of speech and action but—keep your eye on me,” Robert Kridier—“Fm a mistake.” Harold Maeder—“What charms distract my attentions!” Robert Mathews-—“The question is, ‘What is the answer?’” Ada McArtor—“Fools rush in where ang- els fear to tread.” Eleanor McKinley—“The smile that blest one lover’s heart, hath bi’oken many more.” Frank Miller—“Fm from Missouri; you'll have to show me.” page fourteen JUNIOR CLASS Frank Kille, President Mary Louise Astry, Vice President Marion Hanna, Secretary-Treasurer page fifteen Priscilla Miskimmins—“I have slept for fifteen years, ay, and the time seems thirty unto me.” Mary Naragon—“Modesty wears no mask to hide it's blushes.” Kenneth Mounts—“He marched the lobby, twirled his stick; the girls all cried, 'He's quite the kick.' ” Willard Naragon—“And thus he bore without abuse, the name of gentleman.” Blanche O'Connell—“Her heart was all on honor bent, she could not stoop to love.” Earl Oraies—“The cook and server each his talent tries and in various figures scenes of dishes rise.” Martha Parks— Blessed are they who expect nothing—they shall not be dis- appointed.” Bessie Parks—“A woman of many house- hold virtues,” John Pastier—“I know I'm right; I can't be wrong.” Walter Pearce—“All is not song that twitters.” Orrick Robinson—“You are above the little forms that circumscribe your sex.” Homer Reese—“Oh, simple lad with awk- ward grace, curly hair and baby face.” Lloyd Robusch—“Who can tell what won- derful ideas are stored above his ears ?” Estella Schaefer—“Kindness in women; not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.” Lee Schaefer—“If it came from Leland's, its a gem.” Elizabeth Schuller—“Keep Smiling,” Harold Scullion—“I can't get organized.” Harry Sheehan—“It is better to be made a fool of by women, than to be ignored by them,” John Siskowic—“Faint heart never won fair lady,” Dorothy Smith—“Her air so modest, her aspect so meek; so simple, yet sweet are her charms.” Emerson Smith—“And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith; fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith,” Mildred Smith—“Like a shining star— small but bright.” Ruth Steiner—“Playful blushes that seem- ed nought but luminous escape of thought.” Robert Stirling—“Up to fifteen, a boy has only two ambitions—to smoke and to shave.” Lucille Stratton—“Oh that simplicity and innocence, its own unvalued work so seldom knows.” Nellie Sutter—“The wise man takes a back seat and watches the fool walk into danger.” Raymond Sweney—“Content is mostly due to sleepiness.” Robert Taylor—“Imagination and rubber- bands are valued according to how far you can stretch them.” Doris Tetlow—“She'll break your heart; she'd sooner break your jaw.” Percy Tetlow—“That is as good as if I had made it myself.” Frank Townsend—“Happy am 11 From care I am free. Why aren't they all con- tented like me?” Mary Van Blaricom—“She reasoned with- out plodding 'long, nor even gave her judg- ment wrong.” James Vincent—“Shake off slumber and beware! awake! awake!” Catherine Votaw—“There is more here than doth at first appear.” Langston Williams —“This long-legged Junior boy, is the track-team's pride and joy.” Virginia Wilson—“Practice makes perfect.” Doris Wisner—“So musical she carries a band on her teeth,” Bessie Zeller—“Speech is silver; silence is golden.” Glen Zeller—“His glances coy have bro- ken many hearts.” page sixteen SOPHOMORE CLASS Emmor Ackelson—“The frivolous work of polished idleness.” Laura Ackelson—“She was not inclined to labor for herself or for her neighbor, for she dearly loved her ease,” Edward Allen—“In Geometry Pm thought to be some bird, mainly because Fm often heard,” William Baker—“What he says you may believe and pawn your soul upon it.” Genesta Barber—“Of souls sincere; in action faithful and in honor clear.” Joseph Bodo—“I always get the better when I argue alone.” George Bodo—“Always afflicted with sleeping sickness when studying Civics.” Paul Bartchy—“Oh! What is so rare as such bright red hair?” Henrietta Baellie—“You can have a circus with just her—you don't need any Barnum.” Verna Bolen—“Friends like Verna are very few—she's always willing, always true,” Clyde Bolen—“He seems to be haunted by oral themes; he says they bother him when he dreams.” Helen Bowers—“In dreams you wander far from this lonely sphere,” Evelyn Bowers—“Here and there and everywhere all at once.” Margaret Brewer—“Listen, my children and you shall hear, her voice quivering on the atmosphere.” Vernon Broomall—“Books are the only thing about school he doesn't like,” Ruth Bradley—“Always in a hurry; better to wait an hour than be too late.” Denzil Bush—“We'll be saying soon of a buzz saw. It just buzzed on but I left two fingers.” Hazel Bush—“What is the use of so much talking?” May Burcaw—“Always spouting Latin in French class.' ' Alma Burke—“Better late than never.” Harry Calladine—“One could tell he had wheels in his head by the spokes that come out of his mouth.” Florence Calladine—“A group of boys surrounded her, she turned and sweetly smiled; and I looked again and then I saw a dozen boys go wild.” Mildred Cope—“Dreaming, waking, I am weary.” Mary Cosgrove—“There is little of the melancholy in her.” Erla Clay—“Thou art wise and questeth well.” Clare Davis—“Napoleon was small.” Ruth Dressel—“What was the question again: did you say—?” Josephine Dunn—“She doesn’t talk very much but anyway she interests us.” Thornes Fawcett—“In peace there's noth- ing so becomes a man as modesty and hu- mility.” Morgan Forney—“It doesn't take an astronomer to see this shining star, ‘cause in the world of foolishness, his stock's way above par.” Esther Frederick—“Yet it was ne'er my fate from thee to find, a deed ungentle or a word unkind.” Arthur Greenamyer—“Inclined to light thoughts,” Lucile Gallagher—“That's nothing to what I could say if I chose.” Elizabeth Gibbons—“I shall think and that is silence,” Carrie Gilson—“How soberly she pas- seth by.” Helen Goodwin—“Those rippling waves make one so seasick that he must look thru glasses.” Theodore Gregg—“I have never seen any- thing worth while getting angry about,” page seventeen Mary Ellen Grove—“Brisk as a bee and almost as small but matchless in freckles ” Ruldoph Gunesch—“Thru his earnest ef- forts he has done much to reclaim the for- ests,” Charles Hassey—“Up at six-thirty with a broad smile, out to the hospital and back for the mile.” Lera Harris—“She came to school with her sweet curly hair? She smiled, he smiled, yes, Wallie was there.” Nellie Haldeman—“Full of laughter, full of cheer, Nellie never shed a tear.” Kathryn Hagen—“Her sunny locks hang on her temples like a golden fleece.” Harold Harmon—“He would make an ideal husband.” Gertrude Hirtz—“My heart! I forgot to study my English.” Stella Himmelspach—“Talking, she knew not why nor cared not what.” Ruth Hock—“A soul as even as a calm.” Ruth Hodge—“There was a girl named Ruth Hodge; all her lessons she loved to dodge.” Lucy Hole—“What she undertakes, she does.” Florence Hoffmaster—“Does she approve of woman suffrage? Just ask her and see!” Loren Herbert—“The Geometry class wonders how he crowds so many things into one small theorem.” Mav Hurray—“Her spirit is at peace with all.” ‘ Mary Iler—“Quiet, reserved and studious was she.” Jennie Jensen—“What Jennie means and what she says are two different things.” Cecelia Judge—“Oh, so bashful and sedate, quietest girl in many a state.” Blanche Kaiser—“A serious, sincere char- acter.” William Kendig—“I wasn't talking” Ruth Kent—“Oh, Ruth, why art thou a woman? Thou ought to be a man.” Esther Kelley—“She can't help talking.” Anna Klose—“Anna is so gentle and kind, she's one of the nicest I have in mind.” Esther Knepper—“Esther Knepper as you can see, is always as busy as she can be.” Elmer Lather—“I wonder what Elmer car- ries in his right breast pocket?” Russel Limestahl—“Grinning, his fav- orite occupation.” Lloyd Loop—“Oh, the old swimming pool in the long, lazy days, when the humdrum of school made so many run-long-a-ways.” Raymond Lowry—“Let me be boss.” Harvey Lottman—“He hath an expres- sion of sleep upon his brow.” Kenneth Mather—“A good Sophomore always ready to make himself useful to all.” William McKeown—“He lives in Sebring, eats in Youngstown and loafs in Salem.” Chester Mellinger—“I'm here, but where are my thoughts?” Elizabeth Miller—‘We fear for Elizabeth Miller’s fate, she is slow—she’s always late.” Arleen Miller—“Does anyone ever remem- ber when I had my Ceasar translated?” Lawrence Murphy—“Tis said his parents didn't come from Ireland; they're still there.” Marguerite Murphy—“I've heard of a lady and good words went with her name.” Kathryn Nelson—“I don’t mean that-er.” Lois O’Connell—“Lois O'Connell is very bright; she'll get her lessons if it takes all night.” Charles Oertel—“Oh, cloaked in deepest silence, wouldn't you be moved to vi'lence?” Michael O'Keefe—“In the world he's bound to shine; farming is his chosen line.” Walter O'Neil—“Hot Lucille!” Raymond Parshal—“Watch his name,look him over—he's as lucky as a four-leaf clov- er.” Bertille Paumier—“There is a girl called Bertille Paumer, and let me tell you, she’s a little dear.” Gladys Probert—“No force, persuasion, or nothing could alter her.” Alma Ritchie—“A still small voice.” Harold Riley—“After school, to the country he plods away; the perfect ending of another weary day.” John Roth—“Too many girls in Salem are sending him back to the old country—be- cause red hair attracts.” page eighteen SOPHOMORE CLASS Kenneth Mather, President Evelyn Boyd, Vice President page nineteen Chris Roessler—“A foot-ball player of great renown, you'll not find his equal in any town Richard Roose—“His shining forehead, his head down deep gives the impression he's always asleep—but he is not.” Ray Schilling—“A dimple on either cheek has she, and romping is her speciality.” Clarence Schmid—“He saves his shoe-pol- ish for his hair,” Paul Schmid—“Here lies the remains of old Paul Schmid; he used his eye for a catch- er's-mitt.” Carey Schroy—“Carey Schroy is a good little boy; French seems to be his joy,” Louise Scullion—“Sunny, happy and al- ways cheerful. Oh, how I hope she will never be tearful.” Florence Schaffer—“A country seldom heard from.” Mildred Sheehan—“For if she will, she will, you may depend on't, and if she won't she won't, and there’s an end on’t.” Irene Steiner—“A perfect lady Irene is; and in sports, my dear, she’s just a whiz.” Newton Stirling—“Fishing, always fish- ing,” John Simonds—“Where are your wander- ing thoughts, while French is being assign- ed?” Forest Sitler—“His mind runs in grooves mathetic; his life will be quite systematic.” Wallace Stewart—“He has the power of a magnet,” Eleanor Tolerton—“You can’t make me like that book.” Eva Thompson—“Eva is a merry little sprite; she's a dandy kid all right.” Harriet Triem—“Harriett, a girl of many delights; the best—he comes on Sunday nights.” Henrietta Tucker—“Fair and nice, a little plump, she made Sam’s heart go bumpity bump.” Helen Van Kirk—““There's a little girl named Helen Van Kirk; and work's a thing she never did shirk.” Ruth Van Syoc—“It’s not hard for her to take medicine if it comes from Lease’s.” Brooke Votaw—“Gay laughter, fairy like in his movements.” Virginia Walpert—“A cast of thought upon her face that suited well her forehead high, the eyelash dark and downcast eye.” Margaret Wensley—“On with the dance!” Alma Whinner y—“Basket-ball is her game; she’s made lots of girls look tame.” Ellen Wright—“Very quiet and demure is she, the kind of a girl one ought to be.” Raymond Wilkins—“ ‘Sticky' is the other name, getting stuck in the mud, won him fame,” Donald Wood—“Barney Oldfield eats his dust.” Fred Ziegler—“Fred, oh Fred! you’re an awful tease, what wouldn’t you do, the girls to please?” Kenneth Ziegler—“Never quiet, never still, has a time getting his Ford up the hill.” Ralph Zimmerman—“I’ve never studied quite so hard in all my life before, I am afraid that I shall die before this year is o’er.” page twentg Freshmen Class LeRoy Allen—4‘My mother’s kiss made me a painter.” Jeanette Andrew—“I don’t know any- thing.” Herbert Arnold-—“I can draw anything from a bucket of water to a steamboat.” James Askey—There’s nobody home in Jim Askey’s dome. Esther Bartram-—Peggy used to be bash- ful, but—? Eleanor Bates—“She must like algebra,” they say, “for she went to three classes the very first day.” Orville Bates—What would happen if he ever mentioned girls? Margaret Becker—Few words are said; but those that are, are carefully chosen. Clara Beech—Speaking of giggles! Clara takes the medal. Lucille Bell—Dreams full oft are found of real events. Alberta Bingham—To be grave exceeds all power of face. Karl Bonfert—“When ignorance is bliss, ’tis folly to be wise.” Fred Bova—Fred wants to invent a way of delivering bananas by wireless. Frank Bricker—Wants to run the 440, but his legs don’t. Raymond Bricker—’Tis pleasant through the loop holes of retreat to peep at such a world. Hester Brown—Up and doing! Robert Bullard—“ Twas strange, ’twas passing strange.” Kathryn Bundy—“Well, you’d be sur- prised.” Elizabeth Bunn—Without a look, which tells everyone what she is looking for. Elmer Bush—“Dutch” believes in the maxim “Laugh and grow fat,” Martha Calkins — Championship high jumper. May she go still higher! Beulah Carnes—Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, John Cavanaugh—Thou art a fellow of good respect, Joseph Chamberlain—A scientific fact. Floyd Chappel—He regrets that there is but one more month to rest before school closes, Bohus Cibula—Seldom sober. Harold Cody—He talketh continually, but maketh no sense. Edris Coffee—“Oh! Did you see that fel- low?” Wade Coffee—Announcement! Those waves in his hair “just grew.” Donald Cope—“Books the best compan- ions are to me,” Edith Cope—To know her is to love her. Mary Helen Cornwall—If music be the food of love—play on! Kenneth Crouch—In conversation, bold- ness now holds sway, Erla Growl—“I don’t care; it made me mad!” Lester Crutchley—“I dare do all that may become a man.” Helen Cyrus—-“We learn through trials.” Mary Dales—“Be good, sweet maid, and let who can, be clever.” Verda Davis—“The sweetest kind of bashfulness.” Franklin Davidson—“My salad days, when I was green in judgment.” Isabelle Derr—In framing an artist. Art hath thus decreed; to make some good, but others to exceed. Ethel Dixon—Come and trip it, as ye go, on the light fantastic toe! page twenty-one Naomi Derr—Be silent always when you doubt the sense, and speak, though sure, with seeming diffidence. Wallace Dole—Things without remedy should be without regard, Leland Duncan—When a fellow needs a friend, Toady's there. Eric Eastman—Son of a preacher, but full of the devil! Donald Elton—A rolling stone gathers no moss. Leone Farmer—And she talked. Oh, how she talked! Mary Louise Fawcett—“One thing is for- ever good; that one thing is success.” James Ferguson—A record breaker in tardiness. Matilda Fernengel—Maiden with meek brown eyes, in whose orbes a shadow lies. Dorothy Feree—Act well your part; there all the honor lies. Bertha Fink—“Our aim is happiness.” Helen Flick—“ 'Tis nobleness to serve,” Ethel Flukiger—Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams. Charles Frantz—Enjoys staying in 204 after 3:30 (?) Edna French—Changeable but adorable! George Fronk—I’ll say he has the gift of gab.” Arlan Fultz—“Man wants but little here below,” Augusta Gabler—Slow, slower, slowest. Nerr Gaunt—“How far your eyes may pierce, I cannot tell.” Margaret Getz—Content thyself to be ob- scurely good. Neil Grisez—Though modest, on his un- embarrassed brow nature had written— Gentleman. Julia Groves—Laughter, holding both his sides. Ralph Hannay—The human butterfly! Paul Harrington—“Freckles.” Harold Harris—Really, the man won't let us know that he's alive. Emmett Harroff—He bears himself like a gentleman. Harold Harsh—“How's come?” Edward Heplar—Silence is commendable. Ralph Hickey—“I have done some ser- vice.” Eugene Hill—And, still they looked, and still their wonder grew, that one small head could carry all he knew. Forest Hill—He was a scholar, and a right good one. Wilid Holloway—“Work is my recrea- tion.” Esther Hoopes—A noble type of good heroic womanhood. Anna Hoprich—How natural is joy. Harold Hutcheson—Zeal and duty are not slow, Ruth Isensee—Linked sweetness, long drawn out. Julius Jeffries—“S'posin'.” Kenneth Jones—“Now from head to foot, I am marble, constant,” Edward Judge—To be strong is to be happy. Helen Judge—By the time she enlarges her vocabulary, she’ll talk more slowly, to to insure correct choice. John Kaley—But still his tongue ran on. Kenneth Kelley—When there's foolish- ness anywhere, you'll find a Freshman, named Kelley, there. Winifred Kempton—“Brevity is the soul of wit.” Ruth Kirby—Her looks do argue her re- plete with modesty. Elizabeth Kirk—Her ways are ways of pleasantness. George Konnert—Friends I have made. Russell Kuhl—If he were as wise as he looks, he would outdo the proverbial owl. Margaret Landenberger—“I count myself in nothing else so happy, as in soul, remem- bering my good friends.” Lucile Lippert—Neither man nor angles can discern. Richard Manzilla—A jolly good fellow called “Gizeh.” Thomas Martin—“Hel-p.” Yes, he usu- ally need's it. Alexander McLaughlin—“Pm not pre- pared,” pope twentp-tivo Russell McGaffie—The modern “Wamba.” Vera Mellinger—With a look guaranteed to kill anything in sight (if “anything” be masculine). Mary Menning—If she'd ever sing as she speaks, she'd outdo Schuman-Heink. Irene Miller—“I've done my duty, and I’ve done no more,” John Moffit—A barren-spirited fellow. Dorothy Moore—Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Vernetta Moores—How sweet and gra- cious even in common speech. Albert Mullett—Has completed, but not realized, an air castle begun at 8:45 A. M. Ursula Mullins—With hair of slightly tarnished gold, and a heart that's neither sad nor cold. George Murphy—He knows enough. Elizabeth Murvai—“Mirth, with thee I mean to live.” Orein Naragon—Here again, there again, gone again, Naragon. Winifred Ormes-—If 100's were rain- storms, she surely would be wet. Josephine Pasco—With just enough of learning to mis-quote. Doris Parsons—Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair. Floyd Parsons-—How long! Oh, how long! Edwin Probert—On life's vast ocean, diversely we sail. Elizabeth Reese—Nothing lovelier can be found in woman, than to study household good. Ethel Reno—Or light, or dark, or short, or tall, she sets a spring to snare them all, Kenneth Russell—“All's well that ends well.” Doi’a Segall—Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much, wisdom is humble that he knows no more. Michael Schuller—His highest ambition is to argue with St. Peter. Catherine Shaffer, “Wasn't it?” Ethel Shears—Her modest looks the cot- tage might adorn. Elizabeth Shope—Grace and virtue are within. Cecilia Shriver—She is gentle and modest, retiring and good. She always acts as a lady should. William Siferd—“We call Bill Sneeze for when he's around there's always a breeze.” Francis Simonds—We wonder if he's going to become a professor of English. Kenneth Slocum—“Hath Britain all the sun that shines?” Faye Slutz—How far that little candle throws its beams! Alden Smith—His pastime is work. (?) Elizabeth Speidel—Sweetly demure, and demurely sweet, Frances Speidel—She vamped and vamp- ed and—“oh! it wTas pathetic,” Raymond Spiker—“I and my bosom must debate a while,” Helen F. Stewart—All rests with those who read. Margaret Stewart—Credits, not men, are her aims! Deborah Stratton—Happiness was born a twin. Herman Stratton—A farmer traveling with his load, Katherine Stratton— She flirts, flirted, has flirted, and will flirt until—! ?! Olive Stratton—“Whispering.” Russell Stratton—The hidden powers of this man are hard to comprehend. Ruth Sweeney—A man hater, absolutely! Haidie Talbot—‘ Children should be seen, not heard.” Donald Thompson—“But you, gods, will give us some faults to make us men,” Charles Vaughn—“I don't believe it's that way.” George Vollmer—Archbishop of Cran- berry. Consuelo Walker—Your gentleness shall force more than your force move us to gen- tleness. Paul Walton—“Deacon” knows every- body's troubles but his own. Edith Ward—The gravity and stillness of your youth. page twenty-three Ethel Weingart—“Oh, girls, you can't guess whom I have a date with tonight ' Lee Weingart—“Man is dust Dust set- tles down. Be a man ' Aleene Whinery—Very bashful when it comes to reciting. Lowell Whinnery—Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound. Wilbur Whitcomb—Likes to talk of his beloved Lizzie. Margaret Woodruff—“Buss” likes her nickname, we wonder why—she bobbed her hair ? I Arthur Yengling—“Pude” will never be a carpenter, because he throws the hammer more than 100 feet. Ross Yengling—And leaning back, he yawned, and fell asleep. Fred Yoder—Red hair seems to attract girls. Go to it, Fred! Milan Zatko—What brains thou hast not, are not worth having. page twenty- four FRESHMAN CLASS oaae twenty-five THE QUAKER Salem High School .................................... mi......... in VOL. 1 SALEM, OHIO, JUNE 1921 NUMBER 4. iiiijiiiiiiiniiiiMi i iiiiiii ittiiiiin Minini iiiiiiii iiiiiHiii mm.. Published four times a year by the Senior Board of Guarantors of Salem High School. Price $1.00 per Year. 10c per Copy Final Issue 75c per Copy THE “QUAKER” STAFF 1ST. ROW: Cletus Paumier, Lloyd Yoder, Alice Clark, Blanche Whitney, Donald Montgomery, Charles Lease, Marian Campbell, James Kesselmire, Ella Smith, Dorothy Failer, Dorothy Spiker. 2ND. ROW : James McCleery, Charles Wirselling, John Carpenter, Lena Thompson, Elizabeth Miller, Janies Harris, Paul Rich, Phoebe Stoudt, Howard Smith, Leonard Hively. 3RD. ROW: Mary Helen Cornwall, John Cavanaugh, Josephine Gottschalk, Robert Taylor, Florence Calla- dine, Morgan Forney, BOARD OF GUARANTORS Miss Alice Clark, Chairman, Miss Ella T. Smith, Charles E. Lease, Dorothy Failer, Lloyd Yoder. EDITORIAL BOARD Charles E. Lease, Chairman, Blanche Whitney, Lena Thompson, James Harris, Paul Rich, Laura Bush, Donald Montgomery, Marian Campbell, James Kesselmire, Elizabeth Miller, Dorothy Failer, Lloyd Yoder.. Junior Editors—Josephine Gottschalk, Robert Taylor. Sophomore Editors—Florence Calladine, Morgan Forney. Freshmen Editors—Mary Helen Cornwall, John Cavanaugh. ADVERTISING AND CIRCULATION BOARD Lloyd Yoder, Chairman, Cletus Paumier, John Carpenter, Charles Lease, James McCleery, Charles Wirsching. DISTRIBUTION BOARD Dorothy Failer, Chairman, Dorothy Spiker, Phoebe Stoudt, Howard Smith, Leonard Hively. page ttrentp-six EDITORIAL The editor of the “Quaker” has been fortunate in securing an address for the June issue from Mr. Whinnery. This address “School Spirit ' is better than any editorial that might have been written by a student. It will be especially prized1 by “Quaker” readers, since Mr. Whinnery leaves Salem High School at the close of this year. It has been our aim to make this annual one which you will be proud1 to keep and possess in future years. This address will make it all the more valuable as a source of our yesteryears. —C. E. L. SCHOOL SPIRIT Practically every pupil who enters our school is eager to enter into as many of its various activities as possible, that he may receive the full benefit of his attendance. Older members of the student body tell him that to do this he must get “some school spirit.” So, whether he understands ex- actly what it means or not, he does his best tc get it, and soon he also will be talking about his spirit, urging everybody else to show it. I fear, however, that in the minds of the older pupils as well as the new ones there is too much vagueness as to just what this term means. There is always danger in catch phrases. It is too easy to take them up and repeat them without understanding their real meaning. I believe too few pupils could give a good definition of school spirit. I shall give my idea of it in this article. There is little chance for a difference ot opinion as to the meaning of the word “spirit” as it is used here. In my mind it carries the meaning of enthusiastic support. But what are these new pupils asked to sup- port with enthusiasm?, To get the full meaning of school spirit we must thoroughly understand the word “school.” This high school is supported by taxes, paid by the general public for the purpose of taking boys and girls, training them for four years, and turning them over to this general public, better and more useful citi- zens than they would have been without this opportunity. The whole purpose of the school then is the development of useful and good citizens. In the first place, how can a pupil train to become most useful to his community? To be most useful he must work his best. To be able to work his best in after years he must begin right now to develop the habit of good, faithful work. This is an aim of the school and is the clear duty of anyone who has the school spirit. No loafer can claim acquaintance with real school spirit. Then we are to produce good citizens. Our graduates are sure to differ in ability, but it is possible for the all to be good re- spectable citizens, and to do their best. To develop the highest possible moral char- acter in our pupils is our greatest aim. We want them to be clean, to be able to judge between right and wrong and to stand firmly for the right. Anyone of our numbers who disregards these principles has failed com- pletely to sense the genuine spirit of the school. Let us look for a moment at some of the misconceptions of the term. To many pupils, school spirit means simply the attendance of athletic contests and rallies and the exer- cising of their voices. This may be school spirit, if it is linked with the two conditions outlined above. If not, it means nothing. In this connection a few pupils consider it their duty to attend games and support the home team by abusing the visitors. These pupils are enemies of school spirit, for rude- ness and unfairness are opposed to the aims of our school life. Others have the idea that this spirit means taking part in ath- letics, dramatics and other school activities. These certainly are evidences of school spirit if the participants have accepted the aims of hard work and good behavior. If not, they are simply taking advantage of the school to do things they enjoy, and in return rebel against the real aims of the school by neglecting their work and by being care- less in their conduct. Never let such a per- son enjoy the reputation of having school spirit. He hasn't begun to learn what it means. This spirit then cannot be measured by a single example of a pupil's activity. We must follow him into all phases of school life, in the class room, in the game, on the side lines, on the stage, on the street, in his home. If we do this and find him earnest in his work, clean in words and actions, courteous to his school mates, respectful and obedient to his parents—in other wTords, if we find him doing his best to make a good and useful citizen, he will be fulfilling the aims of the school and will have its spirit. page tiventp-seuen ALEXANDER HAMILTON CAST—SENIOR PLAY. Given February 17th., at the High School Auditorium, “YOKOHAMA MAID” As there was no halftone available for Miss Orr’s Music play, “Yokohama Maid” given March 24th. and 25th., we are giving here the cast. THE CAST Takasi } ( Doris Wisner Wau-kee Heralds Kenneth Mounts Wa ka si ) (Harry Calladine Muvon Yu.............James Kesselmire Ah No.............................Arthur Smith Fatiedo...............George W. Bunn Knogudi................Walter Pearce Harry Cor tease..................Charles Lease 0 Sing-a-Song ...........Dorothy Failer Kissimee.......Katherine Nelson Tung Waga.........................Ruth Lowry Hilda..............„...Elinor Tolerton Pauline.................. Laura Bush Cora......t...........Lena, Thompson Ki tty..... Mi 1 dred Smith Anna.....................Ruth Isensee Stella....................Evalyn Boyd page tiventg- eight S. H S. Football Team BACK ROW: (left to right) Manager Gibbons, Conlde, O’Neil, Yoder, Kesselmire, Sterling, Gooch Vivian. CENTER ROW: McCleery, Bureaw, Liber, Smith, Roessler, Brewer FRONT ROW: Bunn, Hassey, Spencer, Siskowic, Rich, poqe thirty S. H. S. Track, ’21 After Track Practice All is not peace and quiet after track prac- tice in the dressing room, as one may easily iind out if he stays about the school building until about five-thirty. About the first thing he will hear is the harmonious voices of the many warblers who compose the track team. Aside from singing, the bunch has a couple of other ways to pass away the time. Some of the more hard-hearted fellows enjoy themselves by snapping towels at some unsuspecting creature who is otherwise occupied than by watching for any such occurrence. Another main diversion for some fellows is tying knots in clothes. These fellows busily occupy themselves in this manner while the others are in the showers. When the victims come out they are immed- iately given the ha, ha. They have to take it good naturedly or perhaps they will get something worse. Such are the misdemeanors and pranks which please and thrill the souls of youth. —John Siskowic, ’22. paQe thirty-one Pearce: How can I drive this nail with- out smashing my finger? Davis: Hold the hammer with both hands, S H S “The jig’s up,” said the undertaker ai he buried the man, who had just died with the St. Vitus dance. S 3 H 3 S “Describe water, Herman,” said the teach- er. “Water,” explained Carnsie, “is a white fluid that turns black when I put my hands in it.” S H s Lives of great men all remind us, We can be as great as they, And departing leave behind us All we cannot take away. S e H 3 s Freshman: “What a lovely ring! Is it silver ?” Senior: “No, platinum.” Freshman: “You don’t say! I tho’t it was real. What good imitations they do make now-a-days.” S 8 H 3 S The caveman used to drag his bride to the altar by the hair of her head. I see. A girl who wore false hair stood a good chance of dying an old maid. s H e s Capt. Brewer: “Gross, can you play ball?” Bill: “Sure, I used to play in the league.” Brewer: “What league?” Bill: “Epworth League.” S s H S Elizabeth (giving letters to Ruth) : “Post ’em; there’s a reason.” Dy’e ya keep alkerhol in your radiator during the winter Hy? No, by cracky; I keeps it in my pocket and stay in the car. S «S H S Dorothy: “Aren’t his fingers unusu- ally active for a piano player?” Emy: “Why, you see he used to be a cheer-leader in a deaf and dumb school,” S H S S My bonnie bent over the gas tank, The height of the contents to see; He lighted a match to assist her— Oh! bring back my bonnie to me. S 3 H S S Even the Freshmen know Lloyd Yoder’s got big feet. S H S Little Boy: “Mother, are there any men angels in heaven?” Mother: “Why certainly, dear.” Little Boy: “But mother I never saw any pictures of angels with whiskers.” Mother: “No dear, men get in with a close shave.” S H S What do you do, young man? Has'sey: “Me? I’m a life saver.” A life saver? Hassey: “Sure, I propose to girls and then don’t marry ’em, for if I did they’d starve to death.” S H S S A woman will spend eight hours cleaning the house when she expects company, and then spend the next eight hours, apologizing because the house is so untidy. page thirty-two “My heart's with the ocean! cried the poet rapturously. “You've gone me one better, said his sea sick friend, as he took a firm grip on the rail. S ❖ H S Hink: “Did you know Emy lost three fingers shooting dice? Zeke: “No. How did he do it?” Hink: “He didn't know they were ‘load- ed.' ” S s H e s She (critically). “I never could see much in those crepe-de-chine dresses. She (also a critic), “Ah, my dear but you never looked at them in the right light. S S H S S Teacher: “You dirty boy! Why don't you wash your face? I can see what you had for breakfast this morning. Butch: “What was it? Teacher: “Eggs. Butch: “Wrong, that was yesterday. Of course it's none of our business, but we saw some fellows out at the prelim's who owned bath-robes but we bet they don't remember the last time they had a bath. S + H S Raymond: “Do you mind if 1 smoke? Helen: “You know I hate the taste of tobacco.” S s H $ s “Begorry said an Irishman who was watching another Irishman go through some exercises, “Ye kape yer mouth as wide open as if ye were Columbus the first time he saw New York. S 8 H s S Red French: “Oh, Ma! come on out and kick the football with me. S H S S What’s the Bird of Paradise? Alex: “Chicken. s e H $ s Dear Editor: “I told you when I left that I was coming down here for a little rest and a change. Well the porter's got the change and the hotel got the rest. See you later.” MY FIRST MURDER It was at the club I met him. We boys were camping out there. One day he came up to the tent and came in without knocking. It was probable all the rest of the campers would have done the same thing. I thought noth- ing of it at first. None of the young ladies liked him. I wondered why. I guess it was a woman’s intuition. I later found him to be a scoundrel. At first he amused me with his an- tics and I considered him quite harm- less but later on he seemed to want to stay. He was always wanting something to eat at our expense. A couple of times we chased him out, more in fun than anything else, but we hoped he would take it to heart. Then he started to playing mean tricks on u-s. You know how a per- son needs his shoestring when camp- ing and how mad he would be if he broke one. One day I came up to the tent, finding my friend in a terrible frenzy. He held up a broken shoe string and said: “He did it.” I knew who “he” was. After three or more mean things like that my amusement turned to dislike; my dislike to hate. At last I said I would kill him on sight. I carried a hunting knife on my belt. And then I caught him in our food. I sprang forward to catch him, draw- ing my knife at the same time. Not till) I saw the blood on my hands did I realize. I had killed him—the only mouse at the Country Club. —Herman Carnes, ’22. page thirty-three FAREWELL! SENIORS This time of the school year is always a time of rejoicing—the time when we know that in a week or two we shall end the long tiresome school season, a time when the world itself is full of laughter, sunshine and music from a million rejoicing birds. But even with all this joy, a tinge of sad- ness insists on forcing its way into our thoughts. For this is also a time of leave- taking, when many of our schoolmates look upon these walls in their capacity as stu- dents for the last time. From now on, they will not look at this school as a place where they take up each day's duties with a weary heart. They will rather look back upon it as a place where they spent the happiest days of their youth. We, who see them go, are glad of the suc- cessful completion of their studies, but are also sorry they are leaving us. They were our friends and helpers. They helped carry Salem's banners over the defeated teams of our enemies on the athletic field and track. Who indeed can help feeling this sadness as they look back on the familiar walls of Salem High and as they see these friends and backers leaving us for other fields of activity? He or she who lacks these feel- ings must indeed be a heartless one. So Seniors, your classmates and fellow students who, by following your examples hope to carry the red and black further on to victory, though sorry to see you go, wish you every success and happiness in all your future enterprises, whether in the classroom or in other fields. Farewell. —Morgan Forney, ’23. Parliamentary Procedure of a Class Meeting Place—One evening in a parlor where a minority of the class was represented. President: “Gentlemen and classmates, there still remains a surplus undisposed of. “I move we throw a banquet”, replied one in the class. “I move we don't,” said another. President: “It is moved and seconded we don't—all in favor show dignity by sitting down. Motion is carried. Now we are in a position to take up—.” “Mr. President, that vote was illegal. There ain't a quorum here to say ‘we can’t have a banquet.’ ” President: “The gentlemen objects on point of honor. Mr. Secretary, how many members are there in our class?” Secretary: “I think there were about one hundred plus twenty minus forty which leaves eighty at the last dance.” President: “There is a quorum lacking. The objection of the gentlemen from ‘the last county heard from’ is sustained. Ac- cording to Hoyle, however, we are now sitting as a committee of the whole, empow- ered to direct all issues. Proceed with the concession.” “I move we ‘throw a dance!’ ” “I move we don’t!” President: “Motion moved and endorsed that we don’t. All in favor signify by silence. Motion is not—.” Member: “Division of the house, Mr. President—I call for a second ballot!” “Say! how many times do you have to win our vote?” President: “There is a division of the house.” Member: “Mr. President, a house divided against itself cannot stand—I move we adjourn in time!” “Mr. President, how many times do we have to win our vote? I move we ‘throw a dance' by secret ballot.” “I move we throw out the President!” “I move we don’t!” President: “It has been moved and sec- onded that we don’t. All not in favor of the president, signify by moving into the corridor.” “Mr President, how many times do we have to win our vote?” Mr. President, (very much put out after some exciting moments): “Meeting is adjourned.” —Kathleen Cavanaugh, ’21. page thirty-four IF IT WERE ONL Y TRUE My only sorrow is, that in this life that I have to live, dreams do not come true. There are some bad dreams, as well as the good and interesting ones. I must admit that I would not want the bad ones to come true. Taking every thing into considera- tion the good ones mostly outweigh the bad ones. This proves the statement that, “there is a little bit of bad in every good thing.” When I had the fever, I used to dream with great vigor. I didn't even want to be bothered with taking my medicine. This is a proof that my dreams must have been interesting. One of the dreams that I re- member was the great ability I had for doing work and doing it with great speed and skill. In my dreams I used to be the owner of one of the best makes of tractors that can be had at this time, which is the Cleve- land. I used to haul coal from the Reese coal bank to the American Steel and Wire Company. With this one tractor I would sometimes haul as many as five wagons at a time. I remember when I would go up through town, everybody would stand along the curbing staring at me with the five wagons loaded with coal, trailing along be- hind me, and the tractor making such a noise that the people would hold their ears. The people soon came to see the value of my tractor and I began to get orders from everybody in the city, so I was forced to get about fifty more tractors. Then the problems arose, “where would I keep the tractors?” The problem was finally solved for I hired a barn over on East High street which served the purpose, I soon had men working day and night at the barn keeping my tractors in repair and running them around to the different customers. This kept up for a short length of time, when I soon sold out to a rich man from Cleveland. With the money I had earned I went to Michigan State university. Here, my cousin from Youngstown shared a room with me. We both wanted an auto so we went out to the Ford factory at Detroit and had special Fords made for us. They were made just alike so the only way we could tell them apart was the way we kept them in the little garage we had built. During the school year I became the star football player of the century. I simply could not be stopped when once I got my hand on the ball. They played football very differently from the way we do down here. Here the persons with the ball can make a touch-down with out doing any fancy stunts. But up at Michigan State every- thing was different. When I would get the ball, the opposing team would always run to our goal line and stand there in line and wait for me. There was also a wire fence stretched across the goal line so that in order to make a touch-down it was necessary to jump through this fence. I would run very hard until I got to the fence and then walk very slowly, then without any effort on my part I would dive through the fence in spite of the efforts of the op- posing team. At the end of each game 1 would be carried out on the shoulders of the fellows. This is just a sample of the number and kind of dreams I had when I was sick and I only wish that some of them would come true. —Thomas French, '21. There’s Nothing on the Level Any More There's nothing on the level any more. Why! The world itself is round—just think it o'er. And sometimes I have an inkling That the very stars a-twinkling Are electric lights on some far distant shore. I could bet the moon's a spot-light in the sky; And the clouds just moving pictures pass- ing by. Why sometimes I have a notion That they even salt the ocean; There's nothing on the level any more. —Mildred Sheehan, '23. pafre thirty-five FRIEND FORD Perhaps man has no affliction quite so terrible as a Ford. A Ford is the lowest division of that species of germs known as abreviated “gas wagons.” A Ford is guar- anteed for life-time, that is a Ford’s life- time. A Ford can climb higher hills than a Cadillac, but usually a Ford never reaches the hill. A Ford can run on its reputation almost as well as on gasoline, and then you have to push it to keep it from going back- wards. However I have a true story to tell about a Ford. About a year ago after the ice of winter had melted and the ground had thawed, and was soft and apparently bottomless, I led our friend “Rolls Rough” out for an airing. It had been dry-docked for some time. I filled the radiator with “aqua typhum,” put in a little Freedom dilute solution of crude petroleum, pulled the primer, turned the crank, and away we—Oh no, not yet! You know a Ford starts in the winter with great difficulty. You must prime it for five minutes, crank it for ten minutes, and then if it doesn’t go, give it up. I did all this and it wouldn’t go, so I got some hot water to pour on the manifold to make it feel better, or in other words to warm “friend Ford’s” heart, I turned the crank and after puffing, and sputtering and com- plaining away we go. I said before that the ground was very soft, we managed to get out the drive by running partly on the brick walk and partly on the grass. The streets were wet and slippery. Our friend Ford was shod with non-skid tires; these tires are guaranteed not to skid except when there is something to skid on. We attended to some business in the “big city” and then departed for home again. This Ford had no lights. One scientific question is, “what happened to a light when it goes out.” One other ques- tion is, “what happens to a Ford when the lights go on.” I can’t answer this because I forget the last time our Ford was illuminat- ed. It happened that the street lights were not on beyond the railroad that beau- tiful moon-less night. We’re so far away from Salem that the electricity doesn’t often find the lights. We’re never robbed because burglars can’t find us. We at last felt our way to the end of the drive. Of course we intended to drive in on the grass and bricks again but we couldn’t see either and the “Rolls Rough” didn’t have enough instinct to find its way. We got halfway up the drive when the Ford began to sink. I pulled down the gas lever, put it into low, pro- gressed, reversed, but the Ford only sank deeper. I got out and watched it sink. I felt like a shipwreck on a barren island watching his ship sink under the waves. I got planks and boards and bricks and worked for two hours. I then gave it up. I put boards under the axles so they couldn’t sink in the mud, and went to bed. After I had been in bed for a half hour I remembered that there was water in the radiator and I knew it would freeze I got up, dressed and went out and drained out the water. Then I retired to dream of Fords. The next day a team of horses pulled the Ford out of the now frozen ground and it was run into the dry dock again. I think that the owners of Fords ought to practice Christian Science, I know I just about lost my seat in heaven on account of “friend Ford.” —Charles Lease, 21 IMMORTALITY A touch of heaven; breaking of the dawn; A glow of sunlight thru a sky of gloom; Ethereal joy, erasing phantoms wan, Of sorrow, fear of death and yawning doom; A transformation of a lower shrine Into a throne of golden, radiant, peace; A vision of the life that is divine; A future dream of love, when earth shall cease. page thirty-six —Donald Montgomery, ’21. THE DRINKING FOUNTAIN Dawn stole lightly through the east win- dows of the high school building and fright- ened away the dusky stillness of the night. Somewhat later, the halls resounded with the coming of the janitors. A few minutes of comparative silence and the superintend- ent came upon the scene, followed immed- iately by the principal and his secretary. What a funny noise! Oh, yes! That's the teaching force. They must do all their nec- essary chattering before they go to their duties. “Wow!” Don't be frightened. Those are only a few rural students who come early to talk with the teachers. Of course, each wants a drink but, as a rule, they are so bashful, that I seldom hear of their busi- ness, aims, et cetera. The former dead calm is undoubtedly a thing of the past but—-but—but what? No, the building isn't going to ruin. It is merely a group of freshmen — and freshwomen — coming up the steps. Indeed, they seem quiet this morning. I remember, yesterday one told me there was to be a Latin exam- ination today. That accounts for it. Oh! There’s the bell. Now I shall have more visitors. Yes, here comes a smiling YODER'S LI Lloyd Yoder had a flivver of the 1920 mold— A rippin’, snortin' critter, that'ud make yer blood run cold; The wheels were bent and slivered, like that good old one-hoss shay, And that blasted tin-pan engine had sure seen a better day; The fenders, bent and rusty, were a most offensive sight, And the stars shone through the canvas on the darkest, blackest night. The steerin'-wheel was twisted in a dozen diffr’unt knots, And the paint on Lizzie’s countenance cud be dimly seen in spots, But despite her ugly features, she cud do a hula dance. And she’d knock him for the gutter every time she got the chance. sophomore. He is grinning from ear to ear and why? He has his geometry,—the first time in two weeks. He told me so. This stately senior wants to quench her thirst. Grasping my hand, she twists my wrist and — oh! my! she thinks she's winding a phonograph — the water comes with such force that I very cruelly wash an the flour from her face. I’m so sorry. My dear teacher, you shall surely have a drink but ugh! — she discovers a horrid Junior passing a note. She doesn’t drink but that bloomin’ Junior will have to pay the fiddler, I fear, because well — I won’t tell you which teacher it was. “Gee! ain't she a crab ?” issues from some Junior but surely he is mistaken for in another minute some one else said, “She gave me A on my report,” and anyone knows that “crabs” don't hand around A's promiscuously. Often two devoted youngsters chance (?) to be near me at the same time. But what they say is usually so soft that I cannot hold it together long enough to get the sense of it. Yes, I enjoy my life very much and only wish that others could share in the fun. —Elizabeth Miller, '23, IE “LIZZIE ” But little Lloyd, like a hero, wud git up frum out the dirt, And he'd pull them worn out levers, like it really wuz hard work, And her form 'ud start to tremble as the gas soaked through her hide, Till you'd wonder how in thunder all that junk wuz gonna ride. Still, she'd alluz hit the highway at a twenty minute clip, With her worn out curtains flying like the main sail uv a ship; And amidst the roar and rumble and the rattlin' uv the bolts, You'd see little Yoder sittin' through them awful killin’ jolts, With a smile upon his visage that 'ud put the moon to shame, For, although it is a Lizzie, Yoder gets there just the same. —Russell Flick, '22 page thirty-seven A WOMAN'S I consider women the most imaginative beings alive. You would think so too if you could hear the conversation of two school girls as they go up Main street. It would be something like this. “Well of all things! Do you see who is ahead of us? Jim and Rose.” “Why I never knew they went together?” “They don’t— but I bet he is asking her to go to that dance.” “Of course he is. Why I saw him looking at her today in the hall.” “Oh! and I saw him write her a note the fifth period.” “Do you suppose he is real crazy about her?” “Of course not. You know his old girl turn- ed him down, so he is just going with Rose for spite, but she is in love with him.” “How do you know?” “Know! why don’t IMAGINATION you suppose I can see? I’m no dummy.” “There they go into Culberson’s. Let us go in so we can get a better look at them. I am just dying to see how she will act.” “Do you see her hat? Isn’t it a mess? I bet she got it at Groves.” “Of course she did. You know she knows them and she could get it on credit,” “Doesn’t he look bad? Just look how his cheeks are sunken in and his eyes, aren’t they awful? Looks like he hadn’t slept any for a week.” “I feel sorry for the poor boy, don’t you? He was so crazy about her. Look, doesn’t he just seem bored to death with that poor prune?” “Who could blame him? I don’t see how he can stand her. And she thinks he is in love with her. Oh boy! Aren’t you glad we’re not so silly?”—-Ora Montgomery, ’21. THE ATHLETE’S BLUES When you see an athelete a limping down the street You think that some one on his team must have big feet. We had a football team this fall that was certainly hard to beat But on that team if you look you’ll find two men with monstrous feet. Although these men played very well we can never truthfully say That Conkle and Yoder’s great big feet were never in the way. When practice was over we’d drag up to school, But there was always someone who wanted to fool. As you slipped from your dusty football clothes You find tied in a knot your new silk hose. After working some time on this unseemly task, “Is there something the matter?” some big chump asks. He has such a guilty look in his eyes That you immediately become quite wise. With a thought of revenge set deep in your mind You think how he'll look when his clothes he will find Tied in hard knots and dripping wet So to untie them he’ll have to sweat. Then too in basketball the blues are dis- played When the boys an awful hard scrimmage have played, When up to their lockers they go with the cry “Let me in those showers before I die,” But the first man in comes out with a shiver, For the janitors that day have been fixing their flivver And they have forgotten to heat the tank— But take a cold one and don’t be a crank! For the temperature outside is only freezing, And the air in here is quite warm and pleasing. There’s one more season I know something of, And that’s track season, the one we all love. When winter has gradually passed away, And every sun rise brings a warmer day. After a hard night’s practice you return to school And there you’ll find that same old fool. Waiting to pull some dirty trick On poor little Homer, whom they always pick. They pinch him, they kick him, they knock him around, They treat him worse than they would a hound, And though he takes it with a laugh and a grin The way he is treated is almost a sin. But if more boys would do Homer’s way The people would never be heard to say That we can't put out a winning team, No matter how impossible it may seem. —Kenneth Burcaw, '21 page thirty-eight FRENCH IN MAY Prelude Some students write poetry by the score, But Pve never written any before, So it might be appropriate just for to-day, To write about French in a rather crude way. From now on we’ll study the Subjunctive mood, Principally because it’s good brain food: Not because it interests us, Not to hear us make a fuss, Just because it’s good for us, And makes us think. When we’re all studying some pesky rule, And wishing, too, that there was no more school, That French is so troublesome and con- fused, We all know we’re very, very badly abused, And just simply can’t get ourselves enthused Or make ourselves think. We remember the time when vacation was here, And wish that vacation had lasted all year; Not that we meant to disobey, Not that we want to have our way, Just because it's May to-day, And nobody can think. —Marian Campbell, '21. A SUMMER'S NIGHT I sit, ’tis twilight, still and gray; The sun has sunk on another day ; Has sunk in my heart, has sunk in my soul, And I no farther toward life’s goal. A fluttering bird, a demon Fate, Rises, and flies from the garden gate; And all my hopes and all my light It carried away into the night. A grewsome, frightful, silent gloom Lies over me like a marble tomb, I cringe as from an outstretched hand, That seems to reach from all the land. The night—black, sombre, still, Hangs over every vale and hill, As monster Death’s unfaltering hand Presses down upon the land. The hours of night pass on; Lights in windows glimmer, then are gone; Still I sit, held, bound, in fright. By the powerful demon of the night. Through the sullen, silent air I hear Whispering tongues, that threat and sneer, That censor, ridicule, and blame, That punish, terrify and shame. Clenched fists I see that shake with wrath, Stretched hands that bar a happy path; Censoring missiles, aimed as a dart. Bury my body and crush my heart. I hold my ears, but still I hear; I hide my head, but still I fear; I close my eyes, but still I see Those demon faces sneering at me. I have no power to cry or fight; I sit and tremble with my fright, As ghosts of unkind words and deeds Rush at me, like phantom steeds. Faces of mistreated men I see, Laughing—and making fun of me; Mocking I hear, and curses dread Heaped upon my sunken head. My eyes are closed, but not in sleep, My courage leaves me, and I weep; I’m conquered—by an even fight, Pve been re-made by a summer’s night. I look! and see at break of day The sunrise drive my foes away; I see it set my heart aright, And drive away the dreadful night. My hopes rise with the new-born sun, I feel my better life begun; My soul was dark, as was the night, But now the sun has made it white. —Charles Lease, '21. page thirty-nine A CHILDHOOD MEMORY There's no greater sport in one's childhood days, In those days which soon pass us by, Than to sit and fish, on a grassy bank, Underneath a bright, cloudless sky. Tho’ the sun beats down with a fiery heat, And the landscape is all aglow; To a shady bank, beneath willows thick, Is the place where I long to go. On a shiny rock, near the deepest part Of a creek that is still and deep; Where the spreading trees, on the water's edge, Throw a shade where the fishes leap. With a hickr’y pole, and a piece of string, And a mind that is free from care, And a can of bait, and a tiny hook One could easily find joy there. Then what fun 'twould be, just to throw that hook Near a rock where the water's dark; And then watch and wait, and not even move, With my eyes on that tiny mark. Then to watch it bob in a cautious way, And suddenly disappear. Then to jerk that line, with a firm resolve. As my heart leaps with hope—half fear. Then the water parts, and a gleaming fish Flashes quickly above my head. And he vainly tries to escape the hook, As he jumps on the grassy bed. But the greatest fun of the fishing trip Is the time when he's in my hand; As I hold him tight by his slippery sides, And he struggles to “beat the band. Ere the sun had sunk in the gleaming west And told me that it's time to go, On a willow stick, on the creek's green bank, At least six big fishes should glow. And what pride I'd take, in displaying them To all friends, that I'd chance to meet; For in my past—in my boyhood days— 'Twas a prize that was hard to beat. But those days are gone, never to return, And 'twill do me no good to sigh. In my tho'ts, I'll fish on that old creek's bank— Though those days have long passed me by. —Donald Montgomery, '21. iiiiii in i rii ii iiiiiiiiiiiiii ii iiiiiiniiiitiiniii nil ini i[[[iiiiiiiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiii mm rni iiiiiiJiiiiiMiiiFiii mi in min rniiiii mi mu tiiiiiiiiiiniiiii mn mi mm mi min hi rminiiiiiiiiiii mil rm mi MU i Atinii iiiiiiii n iindiii ruin niim 11 ruin ii iriimi I Dear “Boots : I just won out in an argument. I mean I won a decision. You probably don't under- stand so I will tell you. You know that fine Scotch Collie dog I have. I raised it from a pup and am pretty fond of it. Well, the other day, my sisters they made some harness and put on my dog and drove my dog hitched to a wagon. I tried to make them stop but they wouldn't so I went and hitched up their pet lamb. I almost run that lamb to death and they started to “holler . Well, I told them that if they would stop drivin' my dog I would stop drivin' their lamb. But they wouldn't do this. They went to pop and told him about it. They said it didn't hurt my dog and it did hurt their lamb. Right there is where they lost. The lamb was puffin' and wheezin' but it kept its mouth closed and wouldn’t stick its tongue out. And the dog wasn't tired out but it had its tongue out like all dogs do in the summer. And I said, “Look at that dog. They drove it till its tongue is bangin’ out. Then pop he laughed and said the girls could drive my dog until its tongue hung out and that I could drive their lamb until its tongue hung out. Well, the girls couldn't drive my dog be- cause it always had its tongue out and the lamb never did so I was settin' pretty. I quit drivin' the lamb though because it was too dumb to learn anything.—Tubby. —Frank Spencer, '21. page forty “There's a Divinity that Shapes our Ends, Rough-hew them how we will.” Shakespeare. It was late one dark winter evening and the clouds were seeking to extinguish the few stars yet shining in the heavens. The moon, partly obscured by the gloom, yet cast a soft, silver, radiance over all the earth. An unbroken surface of glistering snow cov- ered all the landscape and formed an earthly reflector for the soft glow from above. Still- ness reigned, only broken when a slight breeze would caress the over-laden pines and send a part of their burden softly to the ground. As the moon glowed in full radi- ance and then darkened before the advance of gloom, it seemed to an observer that the heavens were battling between light and darkness In a large library, before a dying fire, a man was sitting intently perusing the con tents of a volume lying on his lap. He frowned repeatedly and would often pause a moment to gaze in the fire before him. Finally he laid the volume upon a table at his side and seemed to consider thoughtfully what he had just read. He again reached for the book and again seemed to ponder over the troublesome page. His brow took on a worried expression, and then in a burst of anger, he threw the book to the table be- side him and arose. The volume fell open at the place where he had been reading. One part of the book, probably the part which had seemed to trouble him, was mark- ed with a large question mark. These few lines, which seemed to bear some unusual significance to the reader, read: “There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will,” The man evidently intended to expel his gloom before retiring, by a walk in the night air, for he was preparing to leave the house. He was clothed warmly in a heavy fur over- coat and a dark hat. His appearance was that of a man whose only care was the main- tenance of his present position. As he left the house, the moon was still hid behind the clouds. He traced his steps toward the dark shadow of the pines on a distant hill. He walked slowly, and above the sound of his footsteps, he might have been heard to repeat in a scornful voice, the lines of the book. His steps led him over ground covered with huge rocks, now con- cealed by a crust of ice and snow. Before him loomed the dark mountain-side covered with snow-laden pines. The dark shadow of the forest seemed to approach him o'er the snow. He stumbled aimlessly over the rocks, falling heavily now and then upon their icy surfaces. At such times he would curse his Creator; but to him his cursing was meaningless. He wandered aimlessly on, not caring where he went, wrapped in thought and determined to solve his prob- lem. His muttering had ceased and now he cursed in an angered voice; cursing every- one—yet really only himself. Suddenly the wind arose , as if in answer to his anger, and he wrapped the coat more closely around him and staggered onward. Then the shad- ow of the pines was upon him, and he looked up above. Through the dark canopy of the pines he saw the sky tossing violently. Sharp streaks of lightning flashed through the sky, and he trembled and sought com- fort. His cursing had ceased and he was conquered by fear. He shut his eyes as a blinding flash covered him. A loud sound of crashing trees followed and he raised his eyes in horror. A large pine conquered by the storm, was falling, from above,—directly upon him! He gazed in horror at the spectacle—too terrified to move. It was almost upon him and he shut his eyes—he was held spellbound by fear. And in those few seconds he had cried out in fear—he had prayed; to whom he did not know;—to anyone who might save him. He waited— and yet he lived. He was not killed. He gazed above him and saw that he had been saved. The tall pine had but showered its snow upon him—it had lodged in another standing beside him. He gazed aghast at the miracle. Was it luck? Was it that he was saved by Fate ? But what was Fate ? What directed the mighty drama ? He looked to the heavens and remembered his prayer—his appeal. And as if in answer, the clouds were gone; the moon came out; the stars shone brightly and Light reigned in the heavens. There was peace in the heavens, “peace on earth—and good will toward men.” page forty-one He smiled and was contented,—satisfied and unafraid. He staggered back o'er the rough path—and stumbled; yet he was not ang- ered, he did not curse—it was his Destiny. And, as again he read those lines, the question mark was erased and in its place was a mark of emphasis, of Glory, of Truth, and of Belief. He had fought; he had been shown peacefully; he had been conquered; and he believed. And in his heart, Light was the ruler. —Donald Montgomery, '21. Is the Class of ’21 Usual or Unusual? We sometimes express the wish that we could go some place else to school, or be with other people who were different. But stop to think how silly we are to even think of such a thing, not to mention those numerous golden minutes spent in actually longing for those things which we have and are go blind we can't recognize. Seniors—and the Seniors are not few in numbers—complain even today of belonging to the worst class that ever has graduated or expects to graduate from this high school. What more these people ask I cannot see. Would our class roll or any class roll be complete without a Frank Spencer to start things going, and give the Seniors something to fight and argue about and make them think they were in the depths of despair when they were enjoying every minute of it ? We have a Galli-Curci in our class,—one whose future we have imagined many times. Are other classes able to swell with pride at such a distinction? To the class of '21 belongs those honors. We are glad to have her enrolled as a Senior. We have a class president different from most ones we have ever heard tell of, yet, like other presidents—off goes the blame on him. He takes some of it—some of the rest of it turns into sarcasm and back it comes on us. He works overtime like otner presidents, and goes without his supper, but never-the- less he furnishes plenty of work for the class—whether tongues work or we work. We have marvelous sprinters. If you forget to bring something to school, a grand search for Carroll Coburn results and off he dies up the avenues to get the forgotten ar- ticle, and he comes back before we think he has had time to get down to Main Street. We have famous entertainers. We could pick up a show troupe, minstrel men, any kind of actors or actresses for movies or vaudeville circuits. In fact, the Senior class might well have their pictures in the Hall of Fame. Every class that graduates hasn't a James Kesselmire or a Marion Conkle or a Camille Glass or a Marian Campbell. Think— what more along those lines could you ask? We have architects—real ones, men and women alike. Just imagine Elizabeth Cen- ser designing the next capitol of the United States. We have poets and statesmen, Donald Montgomery can reel poetry by the mile, and it isn't a lot of words either. It means some- thing. By statesmen we mean those who, by great debates, sway presidential elections. We have dieticians. Would any refresh- ment committee look whole without Lena Thompson, Ora Montgomery or Blanche Whitney? They can serve anything from a lunch counter to a banquet or a cafeteria or anything that has “eat in it We have famous short story writers. Paul Rich will soon equal O'Henry himself, only we hope he won't have to go to jail to obtain O'Henry's fame. We have those destined to be ministers from the good start they have. Consider- ing everything, we have a class—a good class! Be satisfied! You will have to hunt a long time to find more variety and strength in any class. —Dorothy Failer, '21. page forty-two THE ODYSSEY In the land of the Achaeans, On the shores of sunny Greece, Lived Odysseus with his wife and son, In luxury and peace. And o’er this land of quietude, Ruled goodly Menelaus, And among the women of the land His wife was far the fairest. But the king came home from court one day To find his house forsaken. For while the king had been away The queen French leave had taken. Then the good king Menelaus, In anxiety and despair, Sought the wisdom of Odysseus— Of Odysseus wise and fair. And straight away did Odysseus Call together all his men, And they sat all night in council, — Planning how to fake revenge. Then a brave and sturdy warrior By the name of Alderoy, Told how he had seen the good queen Helen Elope with Paris, prince of Troy, Then did mighty Menelaus Take his good sword in his hand, And straightway swore he’d declare wrar On all the Trojan land. Then all the mighty warriors bold, Ten thousand men or more, Put on their shiny coats of steel And sang their songs of war. And when the morning sun shone forth, In shining ecstacy The brave Odysseus with his men Sailed forth across the sea. For sixty days and sixty nights They saw no signs of land, Till one bright night they came in sight Of far off Trojan land. Then o’er the waters their war cry rang, Till dawn appeared once more, And the long, shining ranks of Trojan men Could be seen along the shore. And the Trojans retreated within their walls, With their hearts as firm as their swords, And their souls rose high in their fierce war cry, When they heard their chieftain’s words. And the Trojans retreated within their walls, And barred the entrance gate. And Menelaus saw, that to win the war, They would have a good long wait. So for nine long years he figured and planned, A way to take it by force. Till Odysseus thought upon the plan, Of using the wTooden horse. So they used the horse with great success, For the Trojans bit at the bait, And they dragged the horse within the walls. And sealed the city’s fate. For when midnight came and the moon rode high In the zenith of the heaven; The men came forth from the wooden horse, There were thrice three hundred and seven. And they opened the gates of the Trojan wall. And let their comrades in. And soon the peaceful night was rent By the tumult and the din. And of all the Trojan soldiers bold, And men and women, both young and old, Not one was left at the end of the day To carry the terrible news away. And Helen, the beautiful wife of the king, Went home with her husband, And solemnly swore That she never would be parted from him any more. But the swift black boat of Odysseus, Was wrecked on a lonely isle. And Odysseus with his company. Decided to stay awhile. But they soon discovered that on this isle, Lived giants, huge and famous. And over them all ruled a beggarly thrall, By the name of Polyphemus. page forty-three And while drinking one night in the pale moonlight, An argument arose between them, As to which of the two, the more work could do, When it comes to being real seamen. Now Polyphemus had only one eye, Sunk deep in his large forehead. And Odysseus saw, and thrust his spear, Deep down where the blood runs red. And Poseidon, the powerful god of the earth, Was angry at Odysseus and all of his men. For he had given Polyphemus his birth, And he swore Odysseus should never see home again. But Odysseus prayed to the all-father, Zeus, To have mercy on him and his men. And Zeus, responded to him and said, In a voice like the thunder's din: “When you have appeased Poseidon's wrath, And atoned for your dreadful sin, When you have paid for the Cyclop's death, Then, you can sail home again. So for twenty years they roamed around. In many a foreign land, Eating whatever they found to eat, And sleeping on ocean sand. Till finally, the wrath of Poseidon ceased, And the sailors were free once more. Then they sailed their boat both day and night, Till they reached their Grecian shore. And Odysseus went to his own fair home To his dear wife, Penelope—, And for the rest of his days, so the story says, They dwelt in wealth and luxury. —Russell Flick SCHOOL CALENDAR MARCH Tuesday, March 8—A stormy session at Senior Class meeting. The “crape- hanger” was very much in evidence. Last week Marian Campbell lost her voice, but she found it again and came to school today. She is now making up for lost time. Senior speeches in Auditorium: Marian Campbell—Public Opinion. Elizabeth Conser—Mechanical Draw- ing. Wednesday, March 9—A civics test was sprung, much to the pleasure of all concerned. Thursday, March 10—Senior speeches in Auditorium: Doris Wilson—Character Reading. Reed Calkins—Poultry Business. Friday, March 11—Dr Johnson of Case School gave a pleasing talk to the school today. The boy's basketball team had its pic- ture taken this morning, but they had to “root Hassey out of bed in order to have him in the picture. Lena Thompson and Marian Campbell believe in prepardness. They began to teach cooking at the Community House last night. Saturday March 12—3 in 1. Three basket- ball games in one evening. The boy's defeated Wellsville and the girls were defeated at East Liverpool. Our boys' second team was defeated by Home- worth. (We are sure “Heavy would make a good baseball batter.) Monday, March 14—A Senior got the scar- let fever so the rest were required to be examined today. The remainder of the day was spent in picking splinters out of our tongues. Tuesday, March 15—Great attraction! Grand rush for the office. Wonder what it could be? Many preparations for Senior Party. James Kesselmire says he will act, but not sing. (But he did.) Boys' football team got shot today. Wednesday, March 16—Music practice for “Yokohama Maid. Stern voice speak- ing, “Harry Calladine, come right back here and get your breath! Thursday, March 17—Saint “Somebody's” Day. You can tell by the orange and green that is seen Senior speeches: Thomas French—Early History of Pennsylvania Railroad. Carroll Cobourn—City Manager Plan. We are sure that if Thomas or Carroll ever get to Congress they could easily effect a filibuster. Friday, March 18—Last Senior Party. March 28—April 4, April vacation. page forty-four At thr (Sranh imiiiiiiiiimiiiiMiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiijmimiiimiiiiiiiimiiiiiiriiiiHiiimiiiiiiiiiiiii You see the highest priced motion picture services. .siiQEpy MiHiMitlMllMliiiHiimiJiiiimimMJimiiiHiimiiimiMHMiimiiiimrMimiiiMimini We show the productions of the best companies only. Quality Best: Fitting Correct Styles Snappy BUNN Good Shoes J- T 1 ■ i ii mi ii ii mi 11111 mi n mi n ii in j I APRIL Monday, April 4—Library opened for first time. Tuesday, April 5—We are entertained, or horrified, by a double jointed sailor who was called “Scotty.” Wednesday, April 6—The Civics classes journeyed to Lisbon to see the process of naturalization. Did they become naturalized?—Not yet. Thursday, April 7—Mr. Vickeris biology class takes a trip. Friday, April 8—Miss Smith's biology class takes a trip. Arbor Day program in auditorium. Gov. Davis' proclamation read. Senior speeches: Greta Mae Spiker—John Burroughs, Ethel Woodruff—Preservation of For- ests. Biology class recitation relative to Ar- bor Day, Tuesday, April 12— “When Seniors bring in mice They make up time and act real nice ' Thomas French advises those taking Civics to look in the dictionary for the Columbiana County officials. Senior speech: Celestial Harrington—The West. page forty-fiue 'd Electric and Power Fitzpatrick-Strain Co. WASHERS 100 Main Street Complete Line of Farm Implements Ready-to- Wear and Tailored-to-Measure CLOTHES The Votaw-Whinery Co. South Lundy Street SALEM, OHIO Interwoven Hose Holeproof Hose Stetson Hats Bradley Sweaters Munsing Underwear Lr, APRIL Wednesday, April 13—Seniors choose Rev. Scott for baccalureate address Thursday, April 14—Senior speeches: Hazel Lottman—The Eight-Hour Day, Harold Jones—Bangs. Tuesday, April 19—Senior speeches: Dolores James—Music in Schools. John Carpenter—Benefits of an Edu- cation. Thursday, April 21—Senior speeches: Ruth Lowry—Wealth and Poverty. Elizabeth Miller—The Crime Wave. Tuesday, April 26—Senior speeches: Harry Parker—College Training and the Student. Edna Minser—Women in Industry. Wednesday, April 27—It rained today. James McCIeery nearly drowned himself putting down a window in the study room. Thursday, April 28—“Mr. Bob” presented by Juniors. This was one of the many ways we have been shown their ability. Senior speeches: Ora Montgomery—Our Life Work, Cletus Paumier—The Civics Course. Friday, April 29—Preliminary Track Meet. The Juniors won. page fortg six R. T. Curtis 39 1-2 Main St. Salem, Ohio Be photographed this year on your birthday MA Y Monday, May 2—The chemistry class went to Leetonia. Something is going to hap- pen! Elizabeth Miller and Kathyrn Nelson arrived at school at five min- utes after one! Tuesday, May 3—William Kendig’s feet caused Miss Child to lose her temper again today. Somebody please explain to him how to keep them under his desk. Senior speeches: Howard Smith—Conservation of Natu- ral resources. Gladys Ward—Country Schools. Wednesday, May 4—The Domestice Science class just learned this morning that pork chops may be obtained from a cow. Reports—Oh! Caesar! Most of us wish we had dreamed less and studied more the last six weeks. Thursday, May 5—Great achievement! Lucy Hole learned to sew on a button. Friday, May 6—More new books in library. Junior-Senior Prom. The Juniors cer- tainly can entertain. Harold Cody firmly believes that every country must have its uprise and down- rise. Monday, May 9—It was announced in an English class that Shakespeare’s sister married William Hart. He must be get- ting rather old. The hot weather seems to make people restless. The pupils in French class wrere informed that they could go out and play in the alley if they wished. page forty-seven I ’ WILL sell you a HOME and give you a chance to pay for it and protect it with Fire Insurance. R. C. KRIDLER 34 East Main Street Phones 115 WE carry High Grade Clothing, Furnishings and Shoes, at Prices less than elsewhere, TRY US The Economy Store 95 and 97 East Main Street M A Y Tuesday, May 10—Paul Dow used more big words in a Caesar translation this morn- ing than most of us will be able to use during the entire year. Playing the role of Falstaff today, James Kesselmire only mispronounced a few words. “Muddy-area” for Mad- iera, and “Eat Cheap” for Eastcheap. Senior speeches: Dorothy Paxon—Spare Moments. Frank Spencer—Things Worth While. Wednesday, May 11—Frank Spencer is just as willing to hold up a Spanish class half a period with his arguments as an Eng- lish class. Frank is very impartial. Thursday, May 12—A new construction in Latin was discovered today; namely, “The Infinitive Without Subject Ac- cusative.” Jo Bodo can't understand why teachers encourage pupils to read and then send them to the office when they try it in class. Rally in auditorium for County Meet, Saturday, Friday, May 13—An unexpected thunder- storm makes everyone hurry home after school, Saturday, May 14—Track Meet at Lisbon. Salem got second place. Monday, May 16—There is a difference or opinion as to what a “dowry” is. One person says it is a large farm and an- other says it is a sum of money given by the government for getting married. page fortnight Salem Dry Cleaners Furnish your Table with and Dyers Co. RICHELIEU liiiiimiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitimiiiiimiitiimiiiijiiiiiiiu FOOD PRODUCTS w T LEAN fA LEANER XjL lothes and CHASE SANBORN’S Coffees and Teas Carpet and Rug Cleaning A SPECIALTY ri iimiMmii. You Could Not Ask for Anything BETTER Both Phones 456 Reasonable Prices Opposite City Market THE SMITH COMPANY MA Y Tuesday, May 17—“Quaker” out today. Tr-r-r-r-r. The first year French classes are learning to roll their r’s. Senior speeches: Dorothy Spiker—Reading. Lena Thompson—Those Young People. Wednesday, May 18—James Kesselmire was chosen as toastmaster for Senior banquet. Teachers had a picnic at Bentley’s woods. We’ll wager that was exciting. Thursday, May 19—Burke! Burke! whither hast thou flown? Miss Clark declares she loses a “Burke” every day! All are cordially invited to lick stamps for mailing the “Quaker.” Senior speeches: Genevieve Ovington—Happiness. Alice Ward—Ambitions. Tuesday, May 24—Elizabeth Moorman asks for the formula for making French words hard instead of soft. Apparently she doesn't like “soft” words. Harry Sheehan insists that “appetite” is plural. We'll not argue with him— maybe his is. Senior speeches: Charles Wirsching—Chemistry as a Career. Richard Brewer—History of Salem High School Athletics. Wednesday, May 25—Lloyd Yoder was frantically searching in Ireland for Edinburgh. We are afflicted by an epidemic of straw hats and red and white gingham dresses. Thursday, May 26—The Geometry class failed to “translate” Raymond Lowry's theorem this morning. Due to—(?) Senior speeches: Alfreda Eastman—Student Government. Lloyd Yoder—Movies. Friday, May 27—Music class party. Saturday, May 28—Dual meet with Alli- ance at Mt.Union. Rah! Rah! We won, 70-51. L. M. B. '21. pope forty-nine GOODYEAR SERVICE STATION Galbreath Tire Repair Shop 20 Main Street SALEM, : : OHIO At MacMillan’s Book Shop You may be sure of absolutely CORRECT STATIONERY whether for gift or personal use. “A point worth making” is the WATERMAN PEN POINT and a pencil worth carrying is the “EVERSHARP” Qualityize MacMILLAN’S J.C. CARTER DRY CLEANING and DYEING 123 E. Main St. Reasonable Prices Bell 552 BOTH PHONES 0. S. 89 (GOVERNMENT EXPERTS say that Pasteurized Milk is the best all-round food for the grow- ing child. Most physicians agree that Per- fectly Pasteurized Milk is the only safe Milk for children. What is Pasteurized Milk? Pasteurized Milk is Good, Clean Milk heated to approximately 145 degrees Fahrenheit and held at that temperature for 30 minutes, then cooled suddenly. CALL US Both Phones Salem Sanitary Milk Co. SALEM, OHIO page fifty KESSELMIRE’S Jewelry Store THE OLD RELIABLE Established 50 Years Our Guarantee is Always Good Watches, Clocks and Jewelry Sterling and Silver Plated Ware Repair Work Our Strong Point 33 Main Street SALEM, OHIO SCHOOL DAYS See Our Line of Spalding Baseball ARE OVER and Tennis Goods None Better For some, while others will continue in a University, Where ever you will be, our SHOES will Fit the Occasion. C. S. CARR Hardware Remember that Quality Reigns and Prices are Low in 104 East Main Street Henkin Routh Boot Shop 98 East Main St. SALEM, OHIO Tell Pa and Ma that yon want one of BENNETT’S KODAKS to take on your vacation. Fred T. Bennett DRUGGIST REMEMBER: We Develop and Print. page fiftp-one We have GRADUATED in the Art of Clothes Cleaning WARK’S FAULTLESS DRY CLEANING 27 Broadway WHAT DOES THE SALEM HIGH SCHOOL SAY? Why, go to The Allen Confectionery if you want the best home-made Ice Cream and Candies. The Allen Confectionery 11 BROADWAY Chiropractic ■I n liitua!ltipiiiiiiiitiiiiiiii itum 11 ifiiini n mi ii iiiui i nium ■iiiii n un Adjustments iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiitrtiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiits is Nature’s Way to Restore Your HEALTH Consultation Free LEROY AND SYLVIA MORRON Graduates Palmer School 3 Year Course 13 Broadway SALEM, OHIO The Salem Hardware Company Hardware Plumbing Roofing and Builders’ Supplies Broadway Salem, Ohio page fifty-two ROYAL iiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiimimiimiiimiiiii THEATRE Where You See the Best PICTURES W. E. WIBERG, Prop. Salem, Ohio. The R.L. Bollings Co. Supervised Investments J. W. LEASE SON TAYLOR’S For Service T ET us figure with you on your picnic supplies. We carry the most complete line of Fresh Fruits, Vegetables, Pickles, Fancy Bottled Goods, Cheese, Fresh and Smoked Meats in the city. Try our BOILED HAM, there is a difference. FREE DELIVERY iiiiiirciiiiini iiiiiritiiiiimiiiiiniriiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiim min itum 11 min iiimiTmii'1 TAYLOR’S 148 East Main St. Bell 248-249 O, S. 248 THE SALEM CONFECTIONERY For Homemade Candies and Refreshments Purity and Satisfaction Guaranteed. We Solicit Your Patronage. page fiftp-three Drugs, Sundries Toilet Supplies FILMS DEVELOPING PRINTING Fountain Pens “WE TREAT YOU RIGHT” Treat’s Drug Store 129 East Main Street Foreign and Domestic Suitings SALEM TAILORING CO. JOHN BLOCKINGER, Prop. 109 East Main St. liiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiininii All Work Made on the Premises, The Graduation Time iiiiiiiiiiiiiiHirmiiliiriiiiinitlHiiiiiimmllilliiiiililMmiiiiiiilllliiHiiiMiiiiiiiiiKtiiliiiriiii IS the time in the life of A the boy or girl when their real life commences. You wish to help them remember this event with a token of your love and friendship. Something that will last and help them to accomplish their life work. MRS. GROVE FASHIONABLE MILLIN- ERY AND FINE HAIR GOODS 1 13 MAIN ST. SAUEM. OHIO You can find many things in The Hallmark Line A Watch, A piece of Jewelry, or Silver, Let us show you the line. We know we can please yon, both as to quality and price. THE C. M. WILSON COMPANY “Hallmark Store” page fiftg-four Your Education •-IMIIIIII llllllll 1(11111111 Plllilf tMIlMtIMKII 11 mill II tlllll llllllll 11 tllllllttllllllll illlllMfrtlllllltt 'THRIFT should be as much a 1 part of your education as Math., History, French, Science, etc. Doesn't it sound rather inconsist- ent to teach all the fine points about making money without say- ing a word about how to take care of it after it is made? Don’t neglect this part of your education. The 4°fc Bank The Citizens Savings Bank Trust Company The Good ....... Service Laundry iiiriiiMimimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiimimitiiiiiimiiililimimiiiiHiuimiiiiiiiiiM We Wash Everything in Soft Water THE AMERICAN LAUNDRY CO, RUSSELL C. GIBBS, Manager 89-91 Broadway : : Both Phones 295 Rexo Cameras Every Click a Picture REICH RUGGY AT BLOOMBERG’S IT’S A SAFE BET HART, SCHAFFNER MARX and MICHAELS STERN FINE CLOTHING Everything in Furnishings You’ll Never Go Wrong When You Come to BLOOMBERG’S nane fifty-five When You Think of SHOES The Home Store imiiiiiiiimiiiiiitiimimiiJiirmiiimiiiiiiiittmiiiiimimimimmiiiHiiminiiiHiiiEiiiiiiir think of CHINA AND KITCHEN WARES SPEIDEL’S The Place to Buy Dinnerware Broadway 89-91 Main Street BAHM BROS Exclusive Agents for The Famous DOUGLAS SHOES 35-37 Main Street East End GROCERY J. A. NOBLE, Prop. 279 McKinley Avenue Fancy and Staple Groceries Fresh Vegetables and Fruits always on hand paffe fifty-six Compliments of THE SALEM LIGHTING COMPANY A Message i irmiHii itiiuni itiiiiii iiiiiiiii immi minii iiiiiiiitiiiinii miiiii] rmiiii uiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiii] i TO PARENTS OF SCHOOL CHILDREN FEED THE CHILDREN THE HIGHEST GRADE OF MEATS You’ll Find That It Is The Most Nutricious For The Growing Ones Strong and Healthy Children Are The Bright Scholars WE SELL THE HIGHEST GRADES OF MEAT W. L. FULTS Coffee Canned Goods Meats 42 Broadway Both Phones page fifty-seven The Purity Milling Co millers of High Grade Flour SALEM OHIO The motoring Season is in full blast and we are adding many new Vacuum Cup users to our long list of Satisfied Customers. We do not hesitate to say that we have the best tire made as our many years experience in The tire industry has given us a wide knowledge of Tires and we feel sure that you want nothing but the best. A Free tube will be given with each First Class Vacuum Cup ___________________ Tire, for a limited time only. AUTO ACCESSORIES, GAS AND AIR AT THE CURB. TIRE AND TUBE REPAIRING AND RETREADING BELL PHONE 1008-J. OHIO STATE PHONE 138 rjhe SALEM TIRE page fifty-eight Tailor Made Clothes iiiiiiiimiiiirHiiiiiiimiiiiimiiiiiiiimiiiiiirmiiiHMiiiiminiiifiimiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiitHiJiimiiiimiiiiimiiiiiirminiirimjiitiiiHiiiiiiinj. True Style—Good Fit—Splendid All Wool Quality Expert Craftsmanship pLOTHES that give a man distinction and help him to be as good looking as he ought to be. A guarantee that is as good as the clothes— WE ARE NOT SATISFIED UNLESS YOU ARE iiiMiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiriHiiMiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiriiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiimiiiitmiHiMiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimuiiiiciiNHii Eckstein Company OLDSMOBILE Touring Cars and Trucks REPAIRS AND ACCESSORIES IN STOCK Your Patronage Solicited. Our Policy—We Serve and Try to Please Agency and Sales Room 90 Broadway Salem Oldsmobile Co. Bell Phone 135 SALEM, OHIO page fifty-nine AT THE SECURITY one learns the true value of THRIFT because one’s savings earn The Security Building Loan Association 64 Main Street SALEM, OHIO page sixty On the Athletic Field iiHiiiiiEiiiiiimiiJiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiriiiiiitriiiJiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittimiiiiiiiiiiiiMimmiiiiiiiiimiiiFiiiiiiirtiiiiiiiiriiiiiiirriiiiiirr in the gymnasium, in the class room, in LIFE, team work wins, and it accounts for Salem High School's prestige in the community. This very quality—co-operation, “team work” in the banking service of the Farmers National Bank makes a banking connection of maximum value to its patrons; young people with plans for and dreams of triumph in varied fields, as well as the industries and people already well along toward their goal—SUCCESS. Build your success upon a 4% Savings Account with this National Bank, which will appreciate your patronage, and clo everything in its power to merit it through the years. The Farmers National Bank Established 1846. SALEM, OHIO Bell Phone 121 O. S. 108 National Furniture Co. Home of Furniture Bargains Buy your Furniture at the NATIONAL, where selection is best and the PRICE LOWEST Service Quality Value page sixty-one High School Auditorium Shows Regularly Throughout the Year, on FRIDAY AND SATURDAY EVENINGS THE Latest and Best Paramount Pictures AT A Regular Price of 25c A Saturday Matinee at 2:30 to which Children are admitted for 10c. The temperature of the auditorium is pleasant at all seasons; the air is changed every five minutes; the attendants are courteous, and a spirit of refinement cultivated. This is a community affair. The aim is to show pictures that will not offend the most cultured. Patrons are urged to make constructive criticisms and suggestions for the im- provement of the program. page sixty-two The majority of the Portraits in this Book were taken by US. THE FISHBACK STUDIO 47 V2 East Main Street. “SALEM, OHIO Two Fundamentals of Success in Life Knowledge— (Education) Thrift— (Saving) Let us help you with the latter. Open a Savings Account and prepare for the future. Interest at 4% per annum compound every six months. First National Bank s SALEM, OHIO p age sixty-three FOR GRADUATION GRADUATION DAY—A big: day for the young men who have earned their mark in school endeavors A day when clothes must help you make a good appearance. You’ll be Dressed Right for Graduation if You Step Forth in Kuppenheimer Good Clothes iHiiHmiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiHiiiMiiilliiiiiimiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiimiiiiiimiimiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii When You are Ready Come in and Let us Show You The Golden Eagle Salem’s Greatest Store for Men and Boys Compliments of The Schwartz Store Broadway page sixty-four THE ORIENTAL STORES CO. (Cash Butchers—Bakers—Grocers ) Bell Phone 65. FREE DELIVERY O. S. Phone 75. A good education is a thing to be greatly desired1. It gives you an advantage in every department of Me.' It makes a keen observer, which play® a prominent part in the everyday routine, especially with the housewife who does the family buying. It is the little things saved1 that cofunt at the finish. Our Prices and Quality should be an incentive to the economical buyer. Our motto: Quality and Service. BAKERY DEPARTMENT Visit our Bakery Department for everything good in the bakery Hirte. It is always fresh. GROCERY DEPARTMENT Our Large Clean Stock makes it easy to select your purchases We are Headquarters for Fresh Roasted' Jumbo and Salted Peanuts. We carry a laTge line of Candy, and our prices are low. MEAT DEPARTMENT Sanitary method's in handling, is a langte factor in good meats. We buy the best Meat that c:an be had'. We invite -inspection of our plant. The Salem Storage Battery Co. PRESTO LITE Storage Batteries 192 McKinley Avenue page sixtp-five CONKLIN Pens-Pencils Self Filling Guaranteed Conklin Pens $2.50 to $7.00 The New Conklin Automatic- Pencil both propels and returns the lead, prices,$1.75 to $3.50 Others 50c to $5.00 The Leland Watch Shop Mounts Starbuck min ii iiiiii n miiiiiitiiiinii iiimi i iiiiiiinniiii When in need of jjiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiitiimiiiiiiiiiiiirimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiMimi ROOFING SPOUTING and FURNACES iiiimiiiiiiMiimiiiiiiimiiiiimiiiiiiiKiiiiiiimimiiiimiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiitiimiiimiiiiiriiiiiiiiii Roth Phones: at Carr's Hardware Dow Albright WAREHOUSE limn iiiiii iiiiiiiiiriiiiiiimtniiim iiiiiii ii iiiiii uni WHOLESALE AND RETAIL Our Motto is: Quick Sales and Small Profits WE SELL FOR LESS Remember: The best Winter Wheat Flour, 95c. Best and cheapest Flour and Feed Both Phones 45 : : 45 Vine St. BREAD The one food that all the people want all the time. GOLDEN LOAF or GRAHAM— “The Bread that Builds.” Plain and wholesome, Substantial and nourishing. Give it first place on your table. No other food has the same food value. Ours is really a delicious loaf. Ask your Grocer to send you a loaf today. NEW SYSTEM BAKERY 29 Main St. Salem, Ohio page sixty-six Before You Buy A VISIT The Fair Store We Can Save You Money on Ladies Furnishings, Dry Goods, Gents Furnishings, Rugs JOS. BOVA Carpets, Linoleums We buy in large quantities, there- FRUIT AND PRODUCE fore can sell at Low Prices. The F air Store “The Store of Fair Prices” 21 East Main St. Ferris Morris, Prop. 101 East Main Street If IPs to be Had, We Have It. t s Spring-Holzwarth Co. At Your 33-35 Broadway iiiiim iiiiiiii Minui i illimi min ii min i illimi iiiiiiiiii illunii i iiiiiihi iikimi iiiiiiiii i mini ii i SER VICE Drp Goods Suits Coats Dresses A Special Showing of Sport Skirts and Sweaters at Low Prices niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiMiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiitiMtiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittiiiimiiiiii V. L. Battin Hardware Co. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiMiiiMiiiiiiiiiiJiuiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiriiiiimi Organdy Dresses a Specialty page sixty-seven High-Vine Grocery iiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiuiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinii1 Top your Car with one of Liber's Tops Our Motto: Not How Cheap But How Good. and have the BEST Our Tops are Classy, Neat and Durable. We Aim to Please. iiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii' See Us for a job that will improve your car 100%. i miiniliiiiti Hiiiiii lilii! ii mu M iiiiiui min iiiiimiimimimiiiiiiimiiiimimiiiiimiimiimmimmiimiimimimimiimiimmimiiii COURTNEY SCHWARTZ O. S. PHONE 477 BELL 730 LIBER'S AUTO TOP SHOP Corner of Lincoln and Pershing Aves. BELL 1015 I. D. J. H. CAMPBELL HOME-MADE ICE CREAM and CANDIES We show you the largest and .most complete line of FINE STATIONERY in the city. All tints, shapes and siizes. SWAN FOUNTAIN PENS Every one Guaranteed FINE POINT PENCILS that will not give you trouble. Try our Noon Day Lunch, 40c ALL THE NEW BOOKS of the day. Reprints and Gift Books. We do afl kinds of Engraving, Call- ing Cards, Invitations and Wedding Announcements DON’T FAIL TO SEE THEM. Our Motto: SERVICE and QUALITY 'iiiiimiiimiriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiimiiiitiiiiitiiimiiiJiiiiiiiii 11111II11II9311111111111111111 !ltl 111II11111111111111 ] 11111111131111111111111II■ 11111111 'U 11111111111111 ll 1111114 ALL SCHOOL SUPPLIES HERE KERR CONFECTIONERY Next to Grand Theatre. page sixty-eight CO-OPERATION TJELPS THE WORLD’S PROGRESS—SO DOES IT HELP COM- 11 MUNITY PROGRESS. That is why we bend every effort to provide the best of merchandise at the right price. You may be assured of satisfaction in every deal in return for your patronage. FOR GROCERIES TRY Superior QUALITY SERVICE Candy Ice Cream Pies Culberson's Confectionery 57 East Main Street page sixtp-nine i i i i t i i Tomlinson’s Grocery i i i ■ i i i t t _ THE BEST IN EA TABLES i i i i i i t i i i LaPalma Restaurant Have You Ever Said— i i i i ■ i i i i “The Place of Satisfaction” “What Shall I Get to Eat?” i i t First in Quality—Cleanliness—Service Let Us Help You Solve That Problem. TRY OUR TEAS AND COFFEES t i i i t i t t t i EAT ONCE—EAT ALWAYS Both Pho-nes, 59 Roosevelt Avenue 4 1 1 t 4 1 I 1 4 4 1 I 1 i i t i We Congratulate 4 1 1 1 1 1 1 J For the Best the Class of ’21 1 1 t 1 4 1 4 SHOE REPAIRING in the city on the successful completion of their High School Work. 4 4 4 4 4 1 4 4 4 1 The Boston Shoe Repair Shop MARTIN JEKEL, Proprietor McKinley Ave. Salem, Ohio As they enter their life work, with its ever growing opportun- ities and responsibilities, they may feel assured of our hearty wish for the highest measure of success for each one of the class. 4 ■ 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 1 1 1 4 4 1 1 4 4 1 4 1 4 1 t 1 1 J. R. STRATTON CO, HIGH GRADE PLUMBING 1 4 4 1 I 4 4 4 4 4 1 I 4 i t i i i t page seventy F. L. Reeves Co. utmii ..«ii imiiiiii limine iiiiiimi ......... “STYLE CRAFT” COATS AND SUITS Are the last word in QUALITY AND STYLE Skirts, Waists, Dresses and Hosiery AT LOWEST PRICES iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiimiiiiiliilliNiiiiiiiiiiiilMiiiiiiHiiuiliiiiiDtiniilliMiiiiiiiii Highest Grade Floor Coverings at Money Saving Prices You will always find Choice Meats and Excellent Service VOTAW’S MEAT SHOP Main Street Salem, Ohio W. S. ARBAUGH FURNITURE Pioneer Building E. M. DAY Dealer in Staple and Fancy Gro- ceries, Fruits and Vegetables Fair Dealing ijiinilllllllliiiliiiiiiiiiiiiiiniimmiim Prompt Service and Good Goods Fair Dealing : : Prompt Service and Good Goods Comer Maple and Franklin Ave. Bell Phone 386 : : Col. Phone 443 onfje sevente-one HUPMOBILE “The Com fort Car” Chalfant Motor Co. SALEM, OHIO JOHN T. REESE SON Dealers in Domestic and Steam ktllMIIIItllllllllllllllllJ tllllllllllllll11lllllllII III COAL iiimiiimiiiimiiiiiitiiiimiimiirmimmiiiiij McKinley avenue Bell Phones: Office 89 Mine 814-j Home 27. THE Rexall Stores The best in drug store merch- andise. Satisfaction guaranteed or money refunded. The Rexall Stores in Salem: imimiiiiiiiimiiimHimiiiiiiiiiimiiiiimiiMMiimiiiHiiiiiiHimimuii J. H. LEASE DRUG CO. FLODING DRUG STORE BOLGER FRENCH iiimiiiiiiiimiiiiiiimimiiimjimiiiuiiiiiimmiiiiimiiiiimiHiiiiJiim WE DELIVER ANYTIME ANYPLACE Florence A. Harris TAX COLLECTOR and NOTARY PUBLIC : : at The Farmers National Bank SALEM, OHIO DeRHODES DOUTT .: :rnii ikinni i mum inniii 1111111111 mu n illimi i iiiiiui n rn HEADQUARTERS FOR MILLINERY mu Klim 11 min ii nun u unii 11 niiiiniiiiiiutf Minin n imiki 63 Main St. Salem, Ohio page seventy-two j r--------------------------- McCULLOCH’S Salem’s Big City Store Wishes Not Only the 1921 Graduates 5 UCCESS but all the pupils attending Salem Schools WE go to school every day trying to learn to serve still better—the people of Salem and Columbiana County Shoe Repairing GOODYEAR WELT SYSTEM GUARANTEED WORK CHARLES ROSS In the rear of the Hem meter Store H. L. HARROFF M n umi 11 itum n niiiii ir mill] ii ii Ilian ii iiiimi 11 hiiihi ii iwiiinum 1111 mi n n mu 11 imnii mist “The Last Word in Groceries.” 25 Broadway : : Both Phones 142 WE DELIVER City Market House MEATS, GROCERIES AND VEGETABLES Pure Jersey Milk Fresh Every Morning: We are headquarters for Picnic Lunches. 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