Seattle University - Aegis Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

Text from Pages 1 - 132 of the 1917 volume:

(Htjr JIakatra i ?attlp (Cnlkgr Annual June Ninrtrrn smntmi METROPOLITAN PRESS, SEATTLE ................- ...-......——. (EfltttPtttH Our Cathedral—John Dougherty, ’15 8 The Spell of Old S. C.— Hugh Callaghan, II. High 10 College Day Arnold Recur, IV. High - - 30 Summer Nights—Robert Neilan, '18 - - - - 37 Class Histories...............................38 Editorials........................................58 Diary.........................................02 Dramatics - 07 Essay on Jug—Bennett Gorman, IV. High - - 70 Rev. John Forhan, S. J. -.........................72 Rev. Paul Dethoor, S. J.......................73 Memories of Olden Days ----- 79 Alumni........................................88 Musical Club......................................90 Athletics - 94 Onward S. C. Warriors—George McAteer, ”19 - - 101 FOOLOSOPHY—Robert Neilan, ’18 - - - - 102 The Discovery—Laurence Fisher, II. High - - 105 mzz 3?mm35.522 8£H5j an ;g ia Unriiahiji ISiiiiit Ken. EMitarb Holjn ©’Spa, 0.0. Siaijiifi nf rattlr (On tlfp (Drrasinu nf tljp £?- $ppmng nf tl|p (Eatfyrliral SIjiB Sunk 5Jb fRnat Srspertfulhi Srbiratrb bn CTlir tuitenta nf rattlr (fnllrijp Courtesy of A'. of C., Seattle Council Page eight QDur (Eathrftral THE PALESTRA () temple pure, that stands in crystal air. Above the smoke and clamor of the town; 'Thy tall, majestic spires serenely wear Redemption’s cross, religion’s brightest crown. Though slanderous breath of calumny and spite Attaint thy calm and placid atmosphere, Vet from thy domes, from sunrise into night, Thou hast for man a message sweet and dear. Thou stand’st an emblem of the sacred law Of Christian love unstained of selfish rust; In thee the souls of men are filled with awe, And in thy sacred guidance learn to trust. The wayward sinner seeks thy sacred air To stem the flood of God's avenging wrath; The wearied prodigal here seeks thy care, When sin and dissipation’s dimmed his path. A loving friend thou art to free and slave, And youth and age seek peace within thy shrine; The saint and sinner here do humbly crave Beneath thy roofs the mysteries divine. () purest dome, more clear than Alpine snow, 'Thy beauty is as Heaven’s brightest star. As angel choirs, whose sweet cadences throw A healing balm upon the hills afar. Thy glory won, St. James, remains e'en now, A thousand years of sanctity are thine; Crusaders, martyrs, sages, kings endow ith lasting memories thy gloried shrines. O God of Truth, who rules our temples here, Forbid that we who in thy temple are, Should lose thy faith, or by base human fear, Or foul deceit, our Savior’s temple mar. John Dougherty, ’15. Seattle College Annual Page nine iteniuirfr rHE purpose of this book is not simply to offer to the public a collection of the best literary productions of the Seattle College students as its title might indicate but also to awaken and develop in the students of the past as well as those of the present a good spirit of fellowship and a more active interest in the growth of their Alma Mater. Ours is still a small institution, and before it can boast of larger buildings with a larger attendance in the number of its students, there may be many a tangle to be torn through. It was not for the lack of enthusiasm on the part of those devoted men who have guided the destinies of Seattle College that the institution is still struggling to emerge from its humble beginnings. That it should rise triumphant from these difficulties is certainly the sincere hope of every true and loyal student: and if an arduous task be the test of future greatness we may fondly entertain the hope for the realization of a greater Seattle College. In the meantime it should be the ambition of every one of us who have watched the enduring struggle of our Alma Mater to promote a greater loyalty and to pledge our faith and love to her. IVe may say with IVebster, “ is indeed a small college, yet there are those who love it.” May the present issue of the Palestra foster then that genuine spirit of fellowship which is after all the best asset in the successful development and permanent maintenance of all institutions. CElaisn iUnltopH Page ten THE PALESTRA CEnllfitr Senior—“Res Non Verba.” Color: Maroon and White. Junior—“ irtus In Arduis.” Color: Blue and Silver. Sophomore -“Per Aspcra Ad Astra.” Color: Green and White. Freshman- “Labor Omnia Vincit. Color: Blue and White. Fourth High—“Ad Majora Nati.” Color: Orange and Black Third High—“Animo Kt Fide.” Color: Purple and Gold. Second High—“Carpc Diem.” Color: Brown and Green. ffiiyh chunl First High—“Non Multa Sed Multum. Color: Purple and Grey. Seattle College Annual Page eleven RAYMOND L. BEEZER IT is not simply alphabetically that we introduce “Ray” as the leader of these sketches. He bears the reputation of having led his class ever since he came to Seattle College in the fall of 1911. Ray saw the light of day on September 2d, 1897, in the little town of Altoona, Pa. From the time he entered Seattle College it has been the pleasure of his classmates to emulate his tenacity of purpose in his studies for the Bachelor’s degree. No subject was too intricate for him, not even Calculus, the terror of every Senior, and rumor has it that he felt inclined to seek out his professor who is now lecturing on Hebrew and pay him a high fee for a few private lessons in the Yiddish tongue. Quiet, unassuming, studious, never contented until he has found some difficult question for reflection and deep research. In spite of all this contemplative mood Ray has never neglected to take an active part in all the various class and college activities. He has succeeded so well on the diamond that he was chosen captain of the 1917 team. For two years he has been a staunch supporter of the Glee Club. We may say in fact that anything he undertakes he does well. From what we know of the President of the Class '17 we may predict a brilliant career for him. His constancy and perseverance has brought success to him during the years he spent at Seattle College and we have no doubt that these great qualities will spell success for Ray’s future. Page twelve THE PALESTRA ROGER J. COUGHLIN BESIDES “Jimmie Archer” late of the Chicago Cubs, tlie town of Boone, Iowa, lias produced two other stars worthy of mention, namely the composer of the famous ‘Missouri W alt . and last but not least, Roger James Coughlin. We shall, however, draw a slight distinction between the three. The catcher and the musician have already won their laurels, the “Arts 17” has yet to come. Born February 15, 1897, Roger accompanied his parents to Seattle where after a year’s seasoning at the Sacred Heart parochial school, lie entered Seattle College. Here he sought that nutriment mental and otherwise which has given him that all-around ability that characterizes him. Besides winning decorations for his room with medals obtained at Elocution Contests, Roger has enlarged the Coughlin Family Library with a profusion of volumes on Catholic Literature from premiums snatched yearly from his rival classmates. His place in Dramatics has won for him the distinction of having taken part in more college plays than any other student. His happy combination of clear logic, voice, gesture has carved for him an enviable niche in the College hall of fame. He was unanimously chosen by his class as the Valedictorian for 1917. An infieldcr of no mean ability he has ever vied to win for Seattle College great glory on the diamond. He is a good student, indulges occasionally in lyric verse. In all probability he will study law. Seattle College Annual Page thirteen THOMAS G. EARLES WHILE seven towns claimed Homer as his birth-place, one town only in Wisconsin can lay claim to “Tom” and that is Kaukanna, Wisconsin. The registers of the parish and of the town hall testify that he was born there one bright morning, May 30th, 1895. There is no doubt in regard to that point even if the roving habit got hold of him so that we find him in Bellingham, Wash., then back again to Wisconsin where he made Milwaukee famous, next enjoying the sunny clime of Pasadena, California, and finally landing in Seattle in January, 1909, where he has resolved to live quietly, peacefully, without a worry, always good-natured with the motto, “Laugh and the world laughs at you.” So he settled in Seattle or rather Seattle College with a halo of peace and contentment encircling him the past years, greeting his teachers and classmates with a pleasant smile all through the arduous hours of a student’s life. His unrufiled nature made him an ardent devotee of Aristotle. “Tom” is also an artist and the Palestra owes him a debt of gratitude for all the drawings that have adorned its pages since the publication began to make its first appearance. He has been an active and prominent member of the Dramatic Club and the right hand man of the stage manager for every performance. We are sorry to part with this most pleasant companion who has won the friendship of all the students. Page fourteen THE PALESTRA JAMES K. Me ATE PR IN September, 1906, there came to Seattle College an energetic and ambitious youth from St. Rose’s Academy. Forgetting all the childish pranks of a preparatory lad with determination visible in his fiery locks “Jimmy” became one of the members of the class 1917. Me was born at Port Blakeley, May 18th, 1897, within a short distance of a sail boat. Ilis sailing in the classical studies at Seattle College is one of the longest ever undertaken by any student. Consistency must have been his pass-word for we find him to-day safely reaching the coveted haven of a Bachelor of Arts. For college spirit “Jimmy has had no equal. The bravery and courage that characterizes his race in the defence of the Church are the two qualities which have distinguished him all through the years he has spent on Broadway in the defence of the little school. Popular in all the various fields of athletics, a great supporter of all college activities, a steady, persevering student in all branches of knowledge “Jimmy” is a true Collegian. Besides he is at times a poet and we shall not forget so easily that famous reverie on Lake Washington which alone has immortalized him. His frequent ramblings along the water-front makes us suspect that “Jimmy” is picking out a site for the building of some new enterprise. Some say that owing to the great demand for war engines Jimmy believes that dreadnaught building will be a good field in which to direct his efforts. Seattle College Annual Page fifteen ANDREW J. SEDLACEK THERE were no shrilling of whistles, no clanging of bells, no bursting of rockets, no celebrations of any kind or sort whatsoever in the town of Wellington, British Columbia, on the twelfth day of January, year of our Lord 1897. Maybe it was on account of the rain, or maybe because Wellington is a hick town with no ambition and eye for future fame—we do not know. Any way they overlooked our Andy’s good nature in being born there. Whereupon Andy decided to evanesce therefrom. He bobbed up next in another hick town, Renton, where at the tender age of five the subject of this sketch began worrying on his Alpha-Beta-Gammas. With remarkable tenacity he stuck at his guns and in 1910 dropped arithmetic and took up Algebra. He graduated as a scholarly scholar from the Renton High School in 1914. From the cool sequestered vales of the little town Andy went forth to seek what Dame Knowledge had in store for him at the University of Washington. But Andy had too strong inclination for Seattle College and we realizing the worth of the student received him with open arms in the Junior Class. If industry is to count Andy is bound to step out on a remarkable career, and we know that, appreciated or unappreciated, lie is going after something “large.” Good hunting, Andy. Page sixteen THE PALESTRA Sit? i5 p?U of (§tfl GL I. 1 wanted the medal and 1 sought it; I studied and strove with a might; Was it Latin or English, I fought it; 1 hurled my youth into the fight. I wanted the gold and 1 got it; 1 came out with the prize last spring; Yet somehow school’s not what 1 thought it; And somehow the medal’s not all. II. No! There's the class. (Have you seen it?) It’s the cusscdest room that I know. From the big brick walls that screen it, To the small seats of wisdom below. Some say the architect dreamt when he planned it; Boys say it’s a good place to shun; Maybe; but there’s some would trade it For no room at all—and I am one. III. You've come to get knowledge (darn good reason) You feel like a bonehead at first; You hate it like sin for a month, And then you arc worse than the worst. It grips you like some kind of fiction; And leads you a merry old tune; It seems thus it's been since September, And I think it will be so till June. IV. There’s the room where studies are nameless; And problems that come from—God knows where; There are lives that are erring and aimless; And promotions that hang by a hair. There arc hardships that teachers don't reckon; There’s the Jug- -oh! the bitterest pill. But there’s the class it's calling and calling, And I want to go back—and I will. V. Bumming is making my brains diminish. And I am sick of the thought of fun. Thank God! when vacations are over, I'll hike to the college again. It's hard and what Sherman calls war, It’s well, I've been there before; And it’s better than bumming by far. So me for the college once more. VI. There’s the medal and it's longed for. It’s luring me on as of old. Yet it's not the medal I’m wanting, Nor yet the winning the gold. It’s the big brick building on the corner: It’s the ground where pleasure has lease; It’s the joy that thrills me with wonder; It’s the feeling that fills me with peace. Hugh Callaghan, 2d High. Seattle College Annual Page seventeen Page eighteen THE PALESTRA HENRY ANDRUS Plunging right tackle of Mr. F. near foot-ball team. Affiliated with the Loyal Order of Midnight Sons. Familiarly known as “Evaristus.” Plays pool, bats and talks right-handed. A Sub-debutante. WILLIAM L. BARTHOLET Quondam Song-bird. Incorrigible medal winner. Aspires to Shakespearian acting. Chronic winner at Pic-eating events. Village cut-up. Primarily a ladies’ man and known as “Hossus” or “Holofernes.” HENRY M. BARTON Has bright thoughts and like Bright William above has the medal winning habit. Yet pays his dues in a wad. Third High representative on the Palestra staff, a friend of the editor. The treasurer calls him “Mister” but all others call him “Erysipelas.” LEO E. BARTON Foot-ball, Orchestra, Glee Club, Dramatics and Palestra. A charter member of the “Rusty Can Club” and a firm believer in 9:05 as opening hour for class. “Husk” or “Peripatetic” he is called from his Marathon walks fat night.) Seattle College Annual Page nineteen ARNOLD BEEZER “Brains” of masculine gender. Says he knows a Ford at sight. Owns many gold medals, is author of “How to Skip Jug.” Ardent worker for the Palestra. Has a deep-rooted antipathy for all Sophomores. Has a desire to break into the Foolosophy columns. JOSEPH BELLONI His appellation among the hordes is “Julius”. A native of Denmark. Disposition sweet and sentimental. His favorite study is Friday afternoon. His motto is “Cur Rides” which in ancient Mongolian means “The Clock was slow.” DONALD R. BURKE Baseball. A dimple vision of pure delight. Everybody likes Don. Has a shiny gang-plow which has become by acceptance the moving van of the College Bunch. A friend of Ovid and of Icarus. A future adventurer in Aviation. HUGH J. CALLAGHAN A musician and a poet. Works in summer time as a coal-passer. Named bv his co-workers “Garibaldi Shibrigou.” Charter member of the Ukclcle band. Looks to be left-handed, but isn’t. Dislikes Juniors and is the teacher’s pet. Page twenty THE PALESTRA THOMAS I). CARROLL Foot-ball. Successor to the T. Ratigan Co. Amusement Comptrollers. His one aim in life is to beat Leo Sullivan at pool. A handsome and earnest youth. Suspected of smoking cubcbs and to inhale them. JOHN H. CONNELL Makes noise as an orator. Has a first baseman’s glove. Pays all his dues ahead, hence he is called “Croesus. A quiet? studious chap. Takes a special delight in missing his first testimonials; will stump for woman suffrage. We fear he will never rival William S. Hart. FRANCIS J. COTTER Thinks that he and A. (J. Spalding own all the bats on the campus. Belongs to the 9:05 and 4:30 Clubs. Will tell you what a magnificent study is Physiology when you hand him a package of Fatimas. We call him hence Fatima II. after Fatima I. WILLIAM CROWLEY Connected with South Park and the A. F. of L. Knows all the street car men of his district. Often alone except when seen with Bartholet. Aspires to become town marshal of the little suburb that knows him. Seattle College Annual Page twenty-one ARCHIE F. EARLES “Earles V” the one who has a drag with the Faculty. Lord High Conveyor of the absentee book. Fated in consequence to lead the existence of Ismael. An authority on good behavior. MICHAEL T. EARLES “Earles III.” Orchestra. Has earned a reputation with his fiddle. A quiet, gentlemanly chap. Has no bad habits. I Iolds the record for playing in Dreamland. Official representative of the S. C. 0. at all musical functions. WILLIAM II. EARLES “Earles IV.” Very ambitious to uphold the good name of 4th High with the stick. Bill wouldn’t exchange his bat for Mike’s bow. Owns no violin but owns a musical voice. Modest, kind, cool, extremely collected at night. ALBERT EAGEN Was immediately dubbed “O’Donnell A boo” from his map. His progenitors are all of Iranian stock. I le is a great and prolific writer handing in about six pages daily in Jug. His idea of happiness is company and lots of it. Page twenty-two THE PALESTRA BASIL FERGUSON Familiarly called “Basil the Blacksmith” until February. Left us to take his place in the missionary fields of China as a member of the Society of the Divine Word in Tcchny, 111. Best wishes of the whole student body to you Basil. Deserves mention as an elocutionist. LOUIS FISHER Likes Latin in large portions, hand-ball and soccer. Relics on Virgil for his knowledge on gas ranges. Called “Antinous” or “Agesilaus.” Why? Ask the class. LAURENCE GARRICK The gay “Lothario” of the campus. A great favorite with angels. Won a distinction in an aeronautic contest. His life is gentle— and the elements So mixed in him that Nature might stand up And say to the world: what a cherub. BENNETT GORMAN A rabid prohibitionist. Profound Greek scholar, reads Homer in the original. Is a masterly basket shooter. Tics his own bow tics and is named “Shadow” from his excess of baggage. Seattle College Annual EDWARD GORMAN “Porphyry.” 1st High representative on the Palestra. Great favorite of the Jug master. Is very kind to old folks when the circus comes to town. Prays that Barnum may be long-lived. ROY GORMAN Called “Shsh!” from the music and the applause he receives through his Stradivarus. Wears loud shoes, studies for the Exams, knows all the traffic cops and wants to get even just with one pedestrian. EDWARD HART Orchestra, Glee Club. Eddie or “Ezra” an ardent adherent of Mr. Hency’s aggregation. Can form an orchestra at a moment’s notice, accompanies song-birds merely for the asking. Weighs 135 lbs. and wants to fight Babe McAtecr for. He knows the State is Dry. ALLEN A. HAUGHIAN A frequent and well-known borrower of those things which economists term “fungible and consumed in use.” Has hazy notions of the natural law which forbids wit and humor in the classroom. His subtitle is Gummer, which is a corruption of “Gunboats.” Page twenty-four THE PALESTRA JAMES HAY Foot-ball, Baseball Manager, Glee Club, Chronicler of the Palestra, billiard player, also a fine scholar. An able financier for banquets. Red-haired and unsuccessful in dancing. Yet a good friend of all. LEO HER KEN RATH An ambitious promoter of 2d High interests. Noted to woo Morpheus and to win him. Has been formally dubbed “Claude” which means stringhalted. All agree that his long ears denote generosity. CORNELIUS HICKEY It is the common opinion that Cornelius will turn out a fine politician. Has a large, boisterous voice, leans on the table when he uses one; has large, luminous orbs. lias a nice way with his coins. He keeps them. LEONARD KAUFER “Thou young and rose-lipped cherubim” Once sat still for almost an hour. Likes his teacher and his books. The latest is that he is going to outdo Garrick for toughness. Seattle College Annual Page twenty-five RAYMOND KELLY “A northern star” from cold, bleak, chilly Alaska. Ray is an orator and a Thespian. He can take any part in a play from a black slave to a cleaner of blackboards after school. ELMER KIDWELL Another product of the northern lights. He is a great controversialist and argues even with the “higher ups.” Has a fine bass voice, uses it frequently in the Glee Club rehearsals to get his fellow-singers in tune. An occasional visitor at the 4:30 Club. FRANK LOGAN Is raising a voice to line up with the songsters of his class. His brother calls him “Anemone.” He is content with watching the exploits of his own kin. Extremely popular with the cook of the college, when he shouts an “Extra.” JOHN LOGAN A college fixture as necessary to college life as a bulletin board. He is the author of that sentimental ditty “Throwing the Bull on the Bulletin Board.” Has a penchant for throwing his arm out. Mr. Dugdale, watch this lad. Page twenty-six I'HE PALESTRA JOSEPH LUCAS An intellectual youth from Mercer Island. Industrious, conscientious, on time; was dubbed “Sloofoot” from his own method of doing the coon shuffle. Two eyes and a moral resemblance to Mother Eve. FRANK LYNCH Orchestra, Glee Club. A wit by excellence, a musician by mischance, a coast artillery man by mistake. His military monicker is “Alexander.” WILLIAM MAYER “Rose Mary that’s for remembrance. His name and nationality brings back fond thoughts of yore. Raves coherently in Latin, Greek and Electrodynamics. Knows about the co-efficient of Thermo-conductivity, yet knows nothing of scoops. GEORGE McATEER Foot-ball, Baseball, Debating Club. George or “Baksheesh which stands for “pleasant dreams.” Author of many woes,chews Greek roots, a “rassler and a medal winner. Seattle College Annual Page twenty-seven VINCENT McGKE Known as “Ambrose Belial” and looks it. Is resident consul at—the lord knows where. Is singer in the village choir. Recites his three Rs in 2d High for a sweet slumber. WALTER McGUKRN The fiery topped “Rassclas of Abyssinia,” otherwise “Pyrites.” That grape-nuts is brain food is shown by Walter’s change of residence away from Pccarovich’s tribe. Chews coffee for inspiration. DONALD McKAY Foot-ball, baseball, orchestra and Glee Club. Affectionately called “Mother McKay” by coach Mori-arty. A moneyed man, a gash-hound, a pool-sharper and a second Caesar. W hat docs he stand on? FRANK MENNE A native of the Irishman’s paradise. Always on time except when the draw is open. Known as Caruso because he sings from the side of his mouth. Wires home each afternoon for a guard to keep off the Indians that infest West Seattle. Page twenty-eight THE PALESTRA EDWARD MOONEY A protoplasmic hit of a soprano singer. The teacher feels for him before marking him present. Seems to do all his work at half past three. JOSEPH MOOTZ Eoot-ball. Glee Club, Answers to “Gignomi (the latter i is silent like the g in gee) or Gulliver. Joe is author of “Picking Adam’s apple in the garden of love. Looks like a soldier. Lives too close to the college to wear collars every day. ROBERT MORELAND A celestial visitor whose wide look of innocence is not for this world. As usual too good to be true. Looks spiritual, but... This Ratigan fellow will answer for all pranks. VANCE MORI ARTY Baseball, orchestra, Vance calls himself Magna Charta. Despises law and medicine. Loves his violin. A friend of Charlie Chaplin. Seattle College Annual Page twenty-nine GERALD MORRIS A patriotic lad who stands up when the band plays “America I Love You.” Member of the Coast Artillery Guard, N. G. VY. Is called “Seizer” and “George” after George Cohan. Is going to be a traveling salesman after the war. JOSEPH MORRIS No relation to Gerald. A sub-guard of the Absentee Book. An enemy of the 0:05 Club, hence the worried look. Widely and popularly known as “Apollo.” “Hcxamclenetctramine.” JOSEPH MORRISON Hails from Mercer Play field. A direct descendant from mountain dew. An evolutionist told him so. Will vote against umpires. Wants to be an actor. JOSEPH MUEHE Named “Nascent Hydrogen”. Physically sound, morally, we do not know, for he is a second tenor. His ambition is to write poems like Callaghan’s and read them like Neil, and recite them to little fellows. Page thirty THE PALESTRA FRANCIS NASH “Simoleon” is some debater running close to Lynch. W ears gambler’s pants, shakes dice for.... Loyal to his college and his class. Should make a fine Cassius. FRANCIS NEEDLES A refractory substance not acted on by heat or moist air. A good mixer principally with the 3d High outfit. Athletic, musician, strong-minded. Foot-ball, Glee Club. JAMES NEEDLES Foot-ball, baseball. Conspired with Don. Carroll to overthrow the Ratigan dynasty. National guardsman. Gets going well with guitar and dark-eved babies on the border. “Napoleon or Hitless.” ROBERT N El LAN Glee Club, Debating Club, and other clubs. Perpetual fund carrier. Quite misogynistic. Too bad Rob. Answers to “Chief” or “Cougar.” Seattle College Annual Page thirty-one OSCAR NUHN Violent Viola Lochinvar. President, secretary, treasurer of the 4:30 Association. Doesn’t know what 3:00 P. M. looks like outside except on Saturdays and Sundays. W ould like to bombard Tacoma. A prime favorite with his teachers. G1SRALD PATTEN Known in the Robert Emmet Society as an S. C. (dec Clubist. Spoken of as “Chrysostom” which means “golden mouth.” Well-known among dentists. Writes and reads Latin fluently. Has a place prepared for a gold medal on his coat. MICHAEL PECAROVICH Foot-ball, baseball, orchestra, Palestra, Glee Club. Commonly and correctly called “Nuisance.” Stars in all college productions . 1 las several offers from Keystone. Has four more years at the College. Oh! Lord. N1CHOLAS PECAROVICH The only respect in which “Nicholaus Nitrate” resembles Mike is in violin playing. Nix is an athlete from the polar sea. Finds baseball suits too warm. Carries his swimming suit in his vest pocket. WALTKR POWKRS “Pelcg” plays a fiddle. Sounds in the air lead one to believe he likes his gum. Has written with much feeling “Where the rivers of Rum run. Rollo.” Has a smile for the prof, of jug. JOHN QUINN John is another of the ox-eyed Junocs. His orbs haunt you in the dark. Was ruined in the pool hall. His classmates term him “Angel Food. THOMAS RATIGAN Financier, Magnate of the defunct Agathon. Champion at Kelly’s and at Bottle Pool. Is a wizard in dollars and sense. Stars in dramatics as the man in the box-office. FRED RILEY Foot-ball, baseball, orchestra, Glee Club. His smashing success in oratorical field won him the title of “Sir Demosthenes.” Is a sky pilot by trade. The best friend the coach has at S. C. Seattle College Annual Page thirty-three PR ED SCHRAM Works under the denomination of “Hook”. Has a crooked arm and is the only fork-sided pitcher of the College team. Never frowns at the umpire, but helps his memory. LEO SHERRY Named “Port.” Ix)oks at a distance to be a star boarder but isn't really. Heredity explains many things in his make-up. Reads Latin while riding his pony. SHERRIT SIMPSON Has accepted a middle name “Bullet.” Never stationary? Has a parlous time with his class work. Never worried. Free from all guile. A strong believer. IRVIN STRATTON “Ignat . Hercules” the idol of the 2d High. Best custom collector of the college. Wants a picture of the class in the Palestra. An all-around good fellow. Dignified. Page thirty-four THE PALESTRA JOHN SULLIVAN “Hermes” or “Mercury.” Radically opposed to accented notes. Claims they lead to effeminacy. Unworthy of one about to don the toga. Averse to curls. Dreads popularity from acting. LEO SULLIVAN Foot-ball, baseball and stage dancing. Holds the Ratigan belt as champion of straight pool. “Gugliel-mus Hop-head Rex, the diminutive, of which is “Sabricius.” MAURICE SULLIVAN Doc is a regular Lord Chesterfield. Calls around to see his friends at the college too frequently. “Peregrine is his new nomen which in Scandinavian means “stranger. JOHN WHITE Perpetually in trouble. “Near President Hughes” on account of a florid growth on his upper lip. Talks a little Yiddish, but can’t help it, his neighbors want it. Seattle College Annual Page thirty-five THOMAS DONAHUE Foot-ball, baseball, Thespian and Joe Fink pugilist. Author of a celebrated romance “Boiled Herring of the Seven Seas.” From this he is termed “Captain Pellecius Kcet” usually synopsized to “Luke.” Star Debater. Known also as “Spon” from the spondulix he draws from his paintings. PETER BACH 1 NO “Simon Bolivar.” Basket-ball fiend. Shoots them from the wrong side, outwitting all right-handed guards. Being left-handed he thinks backwards. A certain pharmacy is all broken up over his departure for the south. Dark and romantic with very white teeth. JOHN GINNTTY Hails from “Sweet Auburn.” A devout contemplative from the “Sleepy Hollow.” Has a sweet smile not borrowed on this planet. A daring fellow for he is often seen besieging The Prefect's office and Jug. JOHN EVANS A victim of insomnia, of sleeping sickness, (rarely at nightb Responds to “Little Tsetse.” Familiar with the telephone bell. His ambition is to macerate one Turk and to destroy a Japanese.... His upper and lower eights are missing. Page thirty-six THE PALESTRA JOHN M. JACKSON Popularly known as “Ensilage.” The great puzzle of Ins life is where to find the note “h” on his guitar. His successes in the burnt-cork league arc unspeakable, but he didn’t buy a green cap. Promising elocutionist. (Enllrgp lay COLLEGE Day fell this year on Dee. 21 st, 1916. W ith the Auditorium tastefully decorated with evergreens, class pennants and colored lights, the students of the various classes began to assemble at 1:()() p. m. for the annual performance. Mr. James McAteer, chairman, gave an introductory speech in which he reviewed the progress of the College spirit since this celebration has been inaugurated amongst us. Then the orchestra, under the direction of Mr. Hency, S. }., struck up a tune and the program was in full swing. First High presented a sketch entitled, “Stew Joe.” Great credit is due to the class for the originality of the piece. “Cranbulli,” a company of African jugglers, next appeared on the scene. The masqueraders hailed from the sanctum of 2d High. A bit of minstrel show was exhibited by the pupils of 3d High. “Reminiscences of a Past Event” featured the main action of the 4th High’s appearance on the stage. The “Boula” song and class yells were a musical success. Representing the Sophomore-Freshman aggregation, Babe McAteer paid an eloquent tribute to the warriors of S. C. at the St. Martin’s College football game. A court scene, no one missing, not even the judge, bailiff, prosecuting attorney, defendant, etc., was acted by the Senior and Junior students. A sentence was passed that James Hay take ten days rest for studying overtime. In appreciation of the interest which the staff of Seattle College has taken in the doings of the Student Body, James McAteer presented a fine painting. Mr. Leonard Reilly of the class of '16, spoke for the Alumni. Rev. Father Burke, our prefect of discipline, who presided at the celebration, in the absence of Rev. Fr. Rector, addressed the students, thanking them for the fine spirit they had displayed on this occasion, and wished them, in behalf of the whole faculty, a Merry Christmas. Arnold Bbezer, 4th High. Seattle College Annual Page thirty-seven Summer Kigitta The hurly-burly strife of day is clone,— All clam’rous voices hushed at set of dawn; A wealth of calm the breathing zephyrs bear As though an angel’s wing had stirred the air; The world, quiescent with the falling light. Awaits the soothing hand of gentle Night, W hose dewy kiss a mother’s love bespeaks, Who for her futile babe calm rest now seeks. Her poppy breath with mystery instinct Supplies that subtle changing where is linked A conscious, wakeful, yet a sleeping eye. So first; but like as to a lullaby A child doth yield, nor longer fears vague harms, E’en so at last we trust Night’s restful arms, Till when the taper stars the skies forsake, The laughing call of dawn doth bid us wake. Robert Neilan, ’18. b (ElaaH l tHtnrtpa Page thirty-eight THE PALESTRA Junior EASILY the best class of the College, built up of men staunch and true, purposeful and high-minded and strong-breathed. This is what it would mean to any class, in any school, to have in their midst any one such person as Rip Hagen, Joe Cope, even our mutual friend Jacques I’oin, not to omit those shining and unshaven literary lights such as Jaso Hays, as Bofe Xcilan, etc. But mouth one of those high-sounding names in the presence of a knee-panted prep lad and the youngster will roll his eyes in ecstatic vision, becoming for the nonce a creature of hope, withal one at whose feet yawns the bottomless pit of black despair; then with a mournful shake of the head he will give it up, and with tears in his eyes, will t..utter sorrowfully, “Gee, if 1 wuz only like them.” High praise, that, but you know, we’re pretty good—beg pardon—oh! yes, we admit it. You’re welcome. That famous saying of Solomon’s applies particularly to the fellows of '18. It’s the other one I mean: “Non numeranda sed ponderanda,” which means in antique Burmese “Many arc called but few drag in the chips.' ' Speaking of famous sayings our class motto is the real Peruvian doughnuts, and what is more, it is observed to the letter. “Yirtus in Arduis” translated for the vulgar means simply “in attendance.” That’s us in a nutshell, simple and unassuming but willing and wholly efficient. When any little work (and all “Little works” seem always to choose us as victims,) cries out to be done, we do it right. When on Good Friday, President Wilson found a “little work” for us, did we howl? Nope, on Easter Sunday we, the class of '18 as a whole, affixed our John Henrys on nice blue papers, which when signed, informed the world that we were thenceforth enlisted in the 7th Co., C. A. C'., X. G. W., for the period of six years and six quarantines, maybe, in the guard-house. Captain Parker is to be complimented on such an acquisition to his company and we believe the 7th now possesses a brilliant future. Lucky Seventh! To chronicle the important dates in the past term is a difficult task since every day which smiles on a Junior is thereby made important. These are those we have plucked from the hat. Sept. 5. School opens. Xcilan on time. “Father the clock is wrong.” Hay comes 15 minutes early at 10:30. Sept. 9. Saturday. Sept. 12. Cope admits the moon was lovely last night, but that there was blood on it. Hagen wants to fight for France or go to the South Pole. “Anything, but don’t let him near me.'’ Sept. 10. Saturday, etc. Nov. 12. Xcilan and Hay and other newspaper men attend the game at St. Martin’s. By agreeing the country was going to the dogs and masking ourselves as Republicans we corral a fine feed at the Waldorf Hotel in Lacey. Xov. 28. A fine time was had by all except poor Bob who was sick. Dec. 31 and Jan. 1. Another fine time Seattle College Annual Page thirty-nine was had but Hagen we think will now lay off shiny rain-coats and rattlers. Feb. 1. Still another fine time but my! wasn’t it wet and muddy and sloppy over there. March 28. Junior treasury is dinged 10. Curses. April 8. Juniors join the Coast Artillery in a body. Airil 9. Physical examinations at Armory. All pass easily. Fine class physically and patriotically. -----An early farewell to the college, to our books and professors, and to all the fellows. The Coast Artillery is mobilized. We might be good bidders but we know how to fight, too. Watch us. Turkey, take care, danger is near thee Beware, be-warc, beware, beware. All of the Juniors have gone out to fight So beware, beware. All of the Juniors have gone out to fight Be—c—ware. iiplunmir? THERE are many ways to relate the joys and sorrows (if any) of a school year, but none seem to be more appropriate for such a class as ours, than that of the Chronicle Order. Now, dear reader, you may read chronicles and histories of other classes but we will assure you that none will be more truthful, amusing and above all more interesting than that of'the GLORIOUS SOPHOMORES. Hoping you will give us your whole and undivided attention for which we thank you in advance, we are,— Rev. G. M. Bailey, S. J., Professor. Mr. R. Burns, S. J., Professor George II. McAteer, So christened by a fond and loving Mother at the time of his Baptism, but now known only by the name of “BABB Athlete and a fearless youth. Gerald Morris, Poet,dreamer and defender of his country. Tom Ratigax, Prat proprietor, business man and a scholar. Leo H. Sullivan, Class President, a pedestrian, and large of brain and body. Fred Schram, Always open to argument, but hard to convince. Strong for Analytics. Page forty THE PALESTRA SEPTEMBER Beholds the opening of a new semester, the majority of last year's class returns, but Morris is still in the wilds peddling “The Truth” along with his customary line. After a week of school Schram decides that the summer vacation has been insufficient to satisfy his roaming disposition and off he goes for an extended two weeks. On the 7th we began work in earnest and things move peacefully and calmly. By the 15th Fr. Bailey has cured the Freshman Class of their idleness, which as far as we can learn from their past experience they want to show on every occasion. Schram returns, great rejoicing. On the 27th, Leo H. Sullivan is unanimously elected President of the Class. One of the Freshman Class makes himself useful by removing the plotting board. The month ends in serenity and hard study. OCTOBER On the first day of this month Morris quits “The Truth” and decides to take a vacation, comes to school, and with his arrival peace O Blessed Peace—departs. It was about this time that Ratigan was smitten by the bright light of reason and asked a question in analytics. By exercising great powers of close reasoning Morris borrows a nickel from Sullivan. On the 25th Schram gains distinction and is very nearly extinguished by persisting to uphold that “The radiators are supposed to radiate, not refrigerate.” NOVEMBER On the third the Madison, cars arc stopped and our customary scenes of attraction are sadly missed. Babe and Ratigan engage in an argument both win. Mr. Burns explains an intensely profound mathematical problem, whereupon Babe gets poetical and originates, “it may be so for all 1 know.” On the 12th the football team, including the renowned Babe and the (in)famous (I. Morris, journeyed to Laccv, Wash. They contributed greatly to our glorious victory. On the return trip Babe is naturally attracted by the warmth of the smokestack—other party unknown. Schram made the trip by automobile, expressed great satisfaction with the day's events. On the 27th Ratigan starts an argument with Fr. Bailey. DECEMBER Ratigan is still arguing. On the 7th Bcczcr and the Sophomores stage the death scene from Julius Caesar. Beezer makes a good “Julius.” Schram spends Sunday hunting ducks on La Conner flats—strange coincidence Babe also goes hunting in vicinity of K. of C. clubhouse; he was not in quest of ducks however. Babe attracts attention of a large and prominent member of the DRY SQUAD by a pronounced protrusion of his hip pocket, investigation reveals only a box of candy. It shows that Babe believes in doing his Christmas shopping early. The combined Soph-Fresh team won the Basketball championship of the College Course and in happiness depart for Xmas vacation. JANUARY Great confliction and inharmonv of colors noticed in tics, shirts and socks worn by the various members of the class. Morris comes to school with five pennies, meets Sullivan; Sullivan goes to the Madison Theatre in the evening. We also win the Indoor Championship of the school without difficulty. Mid-year Exams take place at the end of the month. Snow fell every night during the exams, but all manage to obtain excellent notes, despite the urgent call of other duties than studying. FEBRUARY Ratigan takes place among immortals, makes a few “iron men” by helping in the Seattle College Annual Page forty-one campaign of a certain well-known politician. Schram spends the 10th dreaming. The principal event of the month was Fr. Bailey’s birthday. The class makes him a magnificent present, whereas a certain member of the Freshman Class takes advantage of this opportunity and by means of stratagem, diplomacy or whatever you want to call it, gains great favor with said professor. It was also noticed that the Ballard drawbridge was opened quite frequently this month, the suburbanite received first honors in tardiness. MARCH Strange quietness comes over Morris, investigation reveals the “Rising Tide.” Great excitement prevails. On the 10th Babe gets a haircut and on the 17th of March “All Hail to St. Patrick” takes his first plunge into amateur theatricals. “Shan Du, you'r a liar.” Babe again gains fame on Rector's day by means of an oration entitled “Campus Echoes.” APRIL Very appropriate for the first. A certain party becomes strong prohibition advocate. On the fourth of the month Nash runs up against the Sullivan clan, glad to say he was able to return to school on the 16th. Mike Pccarovich one of the under classmen tries to start something and by so doing subjects himself to the best calling down ever delivered by Fr. Bailey. On Holy Thursday war is declared on Germany and our beloved compatriot and fellow-classmate Ci. Morris disappears. It is later found out that he is not in hiding, but has answered the call of his country and joined the Coast Guard. A very brave, brave youth. On the 9th Morris returns in khaki uniform and is ready for a fight but Sullivan secs him first. On the 17th the inextinguishable Babe stars for the A. O. II. against Seattle, gathering two of his team's three hits. MAY A great change comes over “Big” Leo Sullivan, we don't know whether it's owing to the war or not, but somehow or other he gets a most amazing streak of religion, attending Mass every morning, going to church in the evening, and he even goes to church socials. It took three weeks of the most persuasive arguments to convince Ratigan that repetition after repetition in studies, is as absolutely necessary as the repetition of meals. Our soldier is still with us, tho he is daily expecting the call that will separate him from his classmates. As has been expected for a long time. Babe, daily buried in sleep plainly shows his annual attack of Blue, Cool and starlight nights; he claims that this is Spring fever, but he would have great difficulty in proving it, for we have all had “Spring Fever.” The repetitions hold full sway toward the end of the month and all of us are studying hard. From all reports this includes Schram. Anybody seeing him going to or from school and not knowing that he is a student, would be sure to say “there goes a librarian.” JUNE The bright dawn of summer is rapidly putting to flight the darkness of the past school year and the Exams loom large before us. Morris gets conscience-stricken and pays Sullivan with a car ticket; Ratigan refuses to argue; Sullivan decides to study; Babe spends his evenings at home; Schram is convinced that “Repetition is the Mother of Knowledge.” And now the Exams come and go. We all show the result of many long hours of studying by obtaining the most satisfactory notes and thus ending our time as SOPHOVlORES. Page forty-two THE PALESTRA iFrrshnmt THE early part of September witnessed the reunion of the class of 1920, for the new school year. Though smaller in number, we started out with the same determination that has characterized us through former years. In the beginning we had five members, but Stephen Crowley, our very popular “bundle of nerves,” hearkened to the highest call, and departed for Los Gatos, California, there to study for the Priesthood in the Jesuit order. Although we regret the loss of such a popular classmate, we realize that Steve will reflect credit on our class, and on the College, in this new sphere of life. W illiam O’Neill, last year’s medal winner, and Steve Crowley’s cousin, also departed for California to study for the Priesthood, at Menlo Park. Billy was a very brillant student during his former years with us, and we wish him success as a Seminarian. Angelo Manca started the year, but soon he entered business college, and shortly after associated himself with Mr. Coen (one of his former teachers) in the running of the Catholic Northwest Progress, and is now doing office work for the Puget Sound Shipbuilding and Dredging Co. Although we greatly regretted to lose these popular classmates, we were also gladdened by the addition of Maurice (Doc) Sullivan, orator, elocutionist, man of affairs, and good fellow extraordinary. Doc is an elocutionist of great note, having won the medal in both divisions. He gave the school an example of his elocutionary talents at our class specimen, when he entertained the school by a rendition of Robert V. Service’s war poem, “The Ballad of Soulful Sam.” Doc by his clever imper- sonation of the “H’English” dialect, made a great hit. Besides his elocutionary abilities, he possesses a literary turn of mind, being a member of the Palestra staff. He is also a member of the Glee Club, and Caruso’s only rival. If you wish you can purchase “Doc’s” latest hits at any music store. “Doc” is under a long contract to sing for the Victrola exclusively. He is also a leader in College dramatics, and takes a leading part in all College plays. The second member of the class is Lawrence (Gabby) Garrick, the scientist of the class. He is particularly interested in anything that pertains to aeroplanes, and is recognized as the highest authority in the College on such questions. Lawrence intends to be an aeronaut and aeroplane manufacturer when he graduates. He is a very profound thinker, and continually wears an abstracted expression, which the students have interpreted as a sign of taciturnity, but they never saw “Gabby” cut-up in school. One of the Sophomores is alleged to have broken six ribs laughing at one of “Gabby’s” puns. 'Pile third member of the class is the honorable Gerald Patten, he of the “Porcupine” haircut. Gerald has attacked his books with great vigor and determination and by his notes it is readily seen that his efforts have brought results. “Pat” not only shines in the class-room but also on the diamond, being one of the sluggers of the team. He is an outfielder and by his heavy hitting and flashy fielding upholds the honor of our class and College. Gerald was also manager of the foot-ball team, and arranged many fine games. The fourth and final member of our class is John Logan, our curly headed eccentric, popular classmate. Johnny is an author- Seattle College Annual Page forty-three ity on all major sports, having himself played on teams from the midgets to the varsity. At the beginning of the season he was holding down short-stop on the varsity, but on account of the stress of outside duties had to quit. Altho not as serious minded as the rest of his fellow classmates, his class standing is A-l. So for the class celebrities. We will now endeavor to give a short diary of the principal events in the school year. Sept. 4. School starts. Only one-half of last year’s class makes their appearance. Sept. 7. Half of the class in the person of Stephen Crowley and Angelo Manca q uit. Sept. 12. “Doc” Sullivan arrives, and our class is now at full war strength. Sept. 11). Great gloom as exam in Latin is announced for the morrow. Sept. 20. Johnny Logan succeeds in dodging exam by breaking his collar-bone. Sept. 21. Logan arrives in school with his right arm done up in a sling. Sept. 21). Exam in analytics, Logan being exempt on account of aforesaid sling, Patten alleged it to be a stall. Oct. 3. Fr. Bailey obliged to put Garrick in “Jug” for monkeying in school. Oct. 21. Red Letter Day. “Doc” Sullivan was to school for an entire day. Days of misery for Logan, for his arm is now out of sling, and he must make up post-examinations. Nov. 12. Scribe journeys up to Lacey to see the football game, and succeeds in escaping with his life. Nov. 11. At the Election of Officers for the Sodality, two of our members were elected, Lawrence Garrick second assistant and “Doc” Sullivan Sacristan. Nov. 18. “Doc” Sullivan startles the class by translating eight lines of Latin author. but on close examination, it. was dis- covered that “Doc” did it with the help of his pony. Dec. 12. Half of the class journeyed down to Fifth and Terrace to watch Mayor Gill and his trusty aides sluice the streets with Billingsley’s whiskey. Dec. 22-Jan. 2. We spend the Christmas holidays, in mostly eating and sleeping. Jan. 3. We all return (“Doc” Sullivan always excepted) ready for the last lap of the school year. Garrick had a bright new red neck-tic, which fairly dazzled the eyes. Logan was unkind enough to remark that he saw one just like it in the ten-cent store. Jan. 10. We retire to Ratigan’s Aga-thon Fraternity, there to celebrate our winning of the indoor championship, by indulging in eating and drinking. Jan. 18. (doom at thought of approaching exams. March 1. Two of the class turn out for first baseball practice. March 13. Wishing to obtain practical application of forensic oratory, which we receive in theory from our oratorical composition, Logan and a Sophomore journeyed down to hear the Gill trial, Logan being successful in getting in, but not so the Sophomore. The Soph, vowed he was not going to lose a whole day for nothing, so they traveled to the 1. W. W. trial. Finding a long string waiting to get in, and the court-room ahead full, and not wishing to wait, they sneaked up the back stairs, and past the door-keeper, but alas! the bailiff caught them, and showed them the way out. They then rounded out the day by going up to the police court to listen to Judge Gordon slap 820.00 fines on certain inebriates, who according to their own testimony, had had only a few drinks of cider. March 20. We adopt for our class motto, “Labor Omnia Vincit,” and by the way we went through our monthly competitions, we proved the truthfulness of this motto. April 3. One of our members, in the Page forty-four I HE PALES IRA person of Gerald Patten, chosen for the play. He now cats Frijoles and garlic, and indulges in a siesta every afternoon (during Greek hour) so that he may better imitate a Spanish cavalier. He is also learning to play a ukulele, so he may be able to serenade Leo Sullivan, the Prima Donna. April 23. “Doc” Sullivan having sat- isfied himself that he knows more than the teacher, quits school and departs for places unknown. April 24. One of our members had a bad headache today and was unable to attend school. It was rumored that he was seen in the vicinity of Rainier and Lander in the afternoon. Iffnurtli ffiiyb DIARY SEPT. 7. After a long period of blissful rest, school re-opens. Pccarovich returns from the haunts of a certain Can Company; Runt Sullivan from the messenger force; Lynch from Seattle's largest Department Store; Earles from a saw-mill; B. Kappa Gorman from the farm, where he attempted to grow fat hoeing potatoes and I). Russell Burke pounded the pavements in the capacity of a bank messenger. Peter Bachino waved the shears and practiced barbering upon the miners of Renton, and A. Beczer acted as water-boy for a gang of laborers in Walla Walla. It is with deepest regret that we learn that George Dreaney will not be in our midst this year. His 18K spirit will certainly be missed both by the Class and the Student Body in general. Sept. 10. Our “magister” wastes no time in getting down to business. Arduous lessons enjoyed by all. Sept. 10. A gorgeous pageant was held today in honor of that old traditional festival “Opening Day of Jug.” Speeches of protest were rabidly delivered by I). Russell and B. Kappa Gorman. Sept. 17. Mr. Burns, S. J., our new Math, teacher, astounds the Class by sending Music Maniac Earles to jug. By some strange streak of fate however, he escapes. Sept. 23. Lynch docs a wonderful service to the class. He drives the whole class of our “rivals? mad by practicing on his old Bass in the Teachers’ Library over their head. Sept. 27. All members of school threaten to go on strike. They are appeased, however, when Father Tomkin furnishes a sound proof room for Pccarovich to massacre his cells on. Sept. 28. Class election held. Pecar-ovich elected President; Sullivan, Secretary, and Lynch, Treasurer. Oct. 2. Private J. R. Needles, one of the first to answer his Country’s call in the Mexican crisis, is welcomed into the class. Chas. P. Moriarty is overjoyed when he hears of the fact of Needles’ return. Oct. 5. John L. Sullivan enters the hall of fame by proving a proposition in Geometry. Oct. (j. Runt, unable to prove the proposition he rattled off yesterday, and the page is found to be torn out of his book. Very suspicious, Runt, very suspicious!! Oct. 12. Holiday. Oct. 16. D. Russell and B. Kappa seen avariciously collecting junk in a dump cart. Oct. 17. D. Russell and B. Kappa proudly rattle 25c each as a result of their Seattle College Annual Page forty-five labors. “Plow deep while the sluggards play football” is their motto. Oct. 18. 1). Russell and B. Kappa adorn the front row of Pantages Theatre of Vaudeville. Oct. 19. A. M. 1). and B. K. look sleepy. Oct. 19. A. M.—I), and B. K. know little class matter. Oct. 19. P. M.—1). and B. K. know less class matter. Oct. 19. P. I.—Don and Beta decided to pay a visit to the spacious “Hall of Study,” vulgarly called Jug. “List not to the wiles of the cursed junk vendor,” they cry in anguish. Oct. 19. Beezer and Nash attend the Grand Dance given by the Ashmen’s Local No. 121. Oct. 21. Chas. P. Moriarty, A. B., hurls abuses at our two football aspirants. (Abuse is deleted by censor.) Nov. 2. Runt and Bachino hang like leeches around the Drug Store. “There’s a reason.” Nov. 12. All members of class journey to Lacey and cheer wildly as Needles rushes through vast holes in the center and grinds Cochrane’s face into the earth. Nov. 13. No lessons enjoyed today as our teacher is too hoarse from shouting encouragement to the old Blue and White. Nov. 14. Reception in honor of the team. We take the occasion to say that we are extremely proud of the part played in the game (which is now a Classic) by the two members of our Class, M. J. Pccaro-vich and Jimmie Needles. Both of them were steady and consistent players and gained yardage often. Nov. 28. Annual play given by the High School students. Pecarovich and Sullivan show up well. The Play was a great success and was very well received. Orchestra put in its first appearance and performed in a very creditable manner due to the work of Mr. Hcney, S. J., our Teacher, who directs both Dramatics and the Orchestra. Much more could be said and probably will under a different heading than a diary. Nov. 29. Half holiday granted because of the success of the play. The class of '21, although it was not so fortunate as to win first honors in the ticket selling contest, sold more tickets per member than any class in the school. Dec. 8. All members received into the Sodality. Dec. 12. By a unanimous vote, all members of the Debating Society decided that F. M. Lynch, a member of the Class, furnished the club with the best debate of the season. Dec. 14. We vanquished our old rivals of the High School Course in basketball tonight. We have in Bachino the best player in the school. Dec. 15. Private J. R. Needles severely reprimanded and fined a whole dollar for failure to put in appearance at the Armory. Dec. 18. After a strenuous practice on our “College Day” act. we attend the Pantages in a body. In opposition to the wishes of Nash, vve sit in the rear. Dec. 19. Nash and a friend of “his” made the rounds of the Second-hand stores in an attempt to sell a mandolin. After a great deal of persuasion, a Jew is argued into exchanging a grimy quarter for it. Dec. 21. College Day. Our parody on the St. Martin’s game was certainly well received. The acting of Pecarovich in his impersonation of Chas. P. Moriarty was well executed and was a decided hit. Gorman and Earles looked swell in football pants? Although we had the advantage of having the Dramatic Club’s Director to stage our production credit must also be given to A. Beezer for his unwearying labor to make the production a success. Dec. 22. It was with deepest regret Page forty-six THE PALESTRA that we wended our way to the depot to wish P. Bachino good luck in his new surroundings. Pete was certainly a fine fellow, and he is certain to make friends wherever he goes. We strode into the depot with anything but light hearts; even the skies wept profusely and gave a gloomy aspect to the occasion. We expect at no time to find a fellow who can replace Pete. It was mainly owing to him that we were victorious in our Basketball Season, a full account of which may be found under Athletics. Jan. 5. After a lovely vacation class convenes again. Rev. Father Burke announces that Repetitions will commence at once and “staffing” is to be done away with. Jan. 9. Beezcr stays and watches our star basketball squad minus P. Bachino, wallop the Freshman-Sophomores in a onesided game. Jan. 15. Fourth High defeats Third for Basketball honors 23 to 11. Our pennant winning team got away to an early start and was never headed. Exceptionally high scores were piled up by us in both of our games with Class ’19 and one of our games against the solemn-faced and dignified Seniors. Jan. 1( . Indoor season starts. Jan. 17. Nash says, “I know it” again. Jan. 21. Exams, commence. Jan. 26. All pass in Geometry. No casualities in Latin and Greek. Wails of anguish from the Chemistry class. Jan. 28. New term starts. Nash drops in and spends an hour on his books fin jug.) Feb. 1. Fourth High fights a pitched battle of words with the lights?? of '19. Lynch lays L. Sullivan low; Gorman “chooses” Garrick. Feb. 3. ’19 slowly recuperating at Fir- land. Feb. 5. Needles conies to school devoid of the famous “lion cut. He has the “cutest part in his hair.” Feb. 0. Provoked by the laughter of his fellow men, Needles returns to the famous “lion cut” style. Feb. 12. I). Russell Burke paid a visit to the Broadway Institution of Learning this noon. Feb. 15. Class Banquet. “It's always fair weather certainly held good on this occasion when ten “good fellows” gathered at the Butler Hotel and proceeded to put a dent in the pile of eatables rushed to the festive boards by perspiring waiters. Sullivan persisted in drinking his coffee out of the saucer and Nash did not know that he was not supposed to drink soup with a straw. The Music Maniac tried to play a tune on the water glasses but failed. Gorman stole seven sandwiches and saved them for a rainy day. Feb. 19. Grand Concert. Earles stars with the violin. Needles almost queered the show by his work on the curtain. Burke was in good company, as was also Beezer. Feb. 21. Beezer swears to be a bachelor forever. Feb. 28. Beezer knows his Chem. for once. March 1. Practice for our final play “Malediction” begins. This is the heaviest play ever attempted in the history of the College. March 3. Pccarovich responds to the call of the diamond. Burke also out in a suit. March 17. Lynch and Sullivan declare “open season” on orangemen. March 20. The distinction of being the first man at the Armory following the call-to-arms is awarded to Private J. Needles, Co. L. At the first blast of the Times’ whistle Needles was out of bed and hardly had the echoes of the fifth short blast died away than he was reporting at Headquarters. Needles is a patriot who believes in shouldering a gun instead of wearing a flag in his lapel and does not believe in letting Seattle College Annual Page forty-seven someone else do it. Although the Class of ’21, the Student Body, baseball and “TR” will miss him we all unite in wishing him good luck and we expect to hear of him winning a Commission soon. March 28. The prolonged applause that greeted our Annual Specimen on this date amply repaid us for the pains we took in preparing it. From the fine selections of the Orchestra of which we boast three members and the director to the talk of Father Tompkin, everything was perfect. That Nash and Beezer rank among the best elocutionists in the school and that Earles can make the violin do anything, arc some of the conclusions drawn by the spectators. Burke’s translation was well received by the upper classmen, especially as they realize the work in translating and recomposing such a difficult passage of the Metamorphoses. Gorman’s essay was very humourous and had the audience in roars of laughter. The Class 'Frio received much applause. Easter Vacation followed and a very enjoyable time was spent by A. Beezer in reading Milton, Maupassant, Balzac, etc. April 1. Nash’s Feast Day. April 3. For the first time in ten years, Nash is absent. April 7. Will wonders never cease? For the first time in his life Beezer goes to jug- April 9. Lynch on being called to phone up his home forgets his number and rushes back to class to get it. The class suggests Mike’s Wonderful Memory Course. April 15. Nash fails to put in appearance again today. April 19. 12o’clock. With Father Cou-deyre’s orders clamoring in the scribe’s ears and keeping him awake, he is trying to finish this diary. April 20. The time is 1:59 P. M. as Nash blows into class with a sweat on his brow, having been absent the whole week. Says he studied hard all week in the art of pop-tender. Lynch is quite solicitous to show him lessons for Monday. May 26. Place - Hour 10 P. M. Lynch climbs into D. Russell’s car, preparatory to embarking for Seattle, with these words on his lips, “Some picnic, eh, Earles?” (UlitrJi $rar iiitith THIRD High events have flown past with such rapidity, and the scope of College activity has been so general, comprehensive and enlivened, that, were it not for the Palestra, the Student Body as a whole would have no tangible way of recollecting how the months have been spent by Third Year High. The great day dawned in all its glory and promptly at nine o’clock September 5th, the college doors were again thrown open. Enrolled in this institution our class was destined to play a leading role on the stage of affairs in Seattle College. During September the work of reconstruction took place, old studies were resumed and new ones attacked under the guidance of our faithful friend and teacher. Rev. F'r. Hourican, S. J., It was also in this month that two new members were added to our class, Elmer Kidwcll, recently returned from Alaska, and Leonard Kau-fer, from St. Leo's, Tacoma. With unusual anticipation October found Page forty-eight fHE PALESTRA us deep in class organization. In this matter we pride ourselves upon good judgment in choosing officers who were thoroughly competent. Leo Barton occupied the executive chair, with Frank Needles collaborator in the role of Secretary, while Raymond Kelly handled the financial affairs for the year. But, dear readers, our efforts were not confined wholly to the solving of Euclid’s conundrums; or to the translation of Caesar’s description of his innumerable victories; or to the writing or reading of “beautiful fiction,” so strongly advocated by our worthy teacher, or to the oriental-like characters of the Creek; or yet to the writing and solution of formulae and equations and the explanation of positive and negative charges or the unpleasant odor of H2 S., expounded for us in the laboratory by our patient Professor of Chemistry, Mr. Menager, but like all diligent students our intensely contracted minds require a relaxation. And it is in search of such a diversion that so many celebrities in athletics, dramatics and music are brought to the front. Leo Barton. Leo, the first of our many celebrities, is one of the charter members of our flourishing class, but despite this handicap, he is generally on top at the finish. His energies are not confined to any particular branch, as his record will show. Football, baseball, Orchestra and Glee Club show his versatility. He is a warm friend and hard worker. Harry Barton. Harry, brother of our class president, unlike Leo his energies were wholly confined to class matter and “hus’ling” extras. In addition to the voluminous volumes academically necessary he has pored thru and no doubt absorbed the contents of many books in the library. Donald Carroll. If there happens to be a large gathering in front of the bulletin board discussing the latest war news look for a very interested listener on the flanks of the crowd. That will be Don. He has firmly fixed opinions on these matters, but he needs a polite invitation to make him talk. Otherwise he maintains an attitude of smiling, silent, good nature that nothing can ruffle. Jack Connell. Jack has always been an ardent supporter of the class and has worked hard to bring it to the front. He will undoubtedly always do his duty and uphold the standard of the class “Animo ct Fide.” He has helped solve many knotty-class problems with his variety of witty suggestions. Thomas Donahue. The name of “Spawn” will always bring two pictures to the minds of his admirers. One is a brown streak tearing through the lines of the opposing team with wonderful success. The other is that Apollo-like form, perfect as if hewn from marble, delivering a prize essay-on elocution day. William Earles. When it comes to baseball we are always on our feet cheering for Bill. He cavorts around second base, out in right field and in fact all over the lot. He is a worse robber than most umpires. He even stoops to rob the opposing teams of two-base hits by some sort of aeroplane tactics above second base. The St. Joseph’s team has cause to be grateful to him, thru his aid they won the Church League Championship. Allan Haugiiian. “Gunboat,” otherwise known as Allan, answered to his call in the St. Martin’s game, mowing down the opposition in battle formation. His Shetland is a labor-saving device, an animal very treacherous unless carefully trained, but a creature almost extinct because of brutal treatment and overwork. Cornelius Hickey. Although indiscriminate praising is against the policy of this book it is difficult to say anything of Connie which is not of this nature. His Seattle College Annual Page forty-nine standing among his classmates is a natural consequence of his sterling character and qualities which are admired among young men. He has also distinguished himself as a debater of some note. Leonard Kaufek. We all have our specialties and surely Leonard is no exception to the rule, socially he is a climber. To every hop he goes, and from there goes some femme thinking she has made another admirer. In the classroom he has been no less active as the many testimonials bear abundant proof. Raymond Kelly. Ray, to all outward appearances is no ladies' man. However, we have our doubts, for the frequency with which he receives letters from “home” leads us to believe that Ray is deceiving us all. He has acquired a varied supply of knowledge with which he has successfully carried off the class honors in former years and is giving the rest of us a close run for the prizes this year. Klmer Kidwell. In the far, dim past, when we donned our thinking caps (September) Klmer became a marked man. When a few days after the rest of us had reported for duty Klmer informed the school dignitary of belated arrival. His attributes arc too well known to require enumeration here. Suffice it to say that he has the courage of his own convictions. In class Elmer is a model student as his conduct and application marks show. Donald McKay. Don is a thoroughly-seasoned ball player; any afternoon during ball season he can be seen tearing down to the campus to get the “dope. He also shows the same eagerness concerning his studies. Mac’s spare time is devoted to playing the fiddle and inventing excuses for not going to work on time. Vance Moriarty. Vance pulls classical mournful harmonies out of his violin in a manner that leaves no doubt of his musical genius. He is also well known both on the gridiron and on the diamond. He never speaks ill of anyone and his loyalty to a friend is unshakable. Frank Needles. Frankie is a brave man among the girls. Combine a clear tenor voice (always working) with an effervescent fountain of youthful spirit, and you have Frankie. The Jr. football team tried to put a damper on his joviality by making him captain. But one might as well try to solve an analytic algebraic equation. Fred Riley. Nothing ever takes Fred by surprise. He always adjusts himself to circumstances, and gets results with an exceptional minimum of exertion. He can do anything anybody else can do and has a few specialties, but he doesn't want any bouquets until he has delivered the goods. Fred has invariably contributed a goodly number of points to the class's total in both indoor and outdoor sports. Third Year High was well represented in athletics and music, having seven men on the football squad, four on the baseball team, five in the (dee Club and four in the orchestra, showing that Third High is still holding her own in college activities. This resume of our Third Year “doings'’ we hope will bring back many pleasant memories in years to come to those who participated or “stood by” in the class Third High. Page fifty THE PALESTRA SEPTEMBER wafted itself around again almost without our knowing. Nearly all of the old “gang” put in their appearance at the beginning. But “Care-free” George of Capitol Hill, Happy-go-lucky Caspar and that somber and darkeyed poet, Van, from Ballard, were nowhere in sight. Their places, however, were filled by three new scholarly students in the persons of Leo Sherry, the medal winner from the Cathedral, Lawrence “Funny” Fisher, from Gonzaga U., and Elmer Kid well, who, after a few days of trial, passed with a smile and “Excelsior” written across his brow on to Third High. Shortly after the opening of school the class election was held. Nick Pccarovich, brother of illustrous Mike, was chosen president. Joe Morrison, a brotherless brother, scribe and jitney collector; while Cotter, of former renown, was to defend our rights on the football field and to Stratton, of world-wide experience, fell the task of representing our literary abilities in the Palestra, and Mcnnc, by unanimous acclamation, was chosen Class Comedian. Thus organized and always remembering “Carpc Diem.” our class motto, we began the season well. Our first laurels were brought home by beating First High on the gridiron. The contest was a hot one from start to finish. 'Flic terrific plunging of Hart, Cotter and Sherry were well fought by our youthful rival across the hall, but victory was inevitably ours. On the eve of Octover 31st, the eve of ghosts, the class held its first banquet in the college club house. Messrs. Quinn and Fisher, black-faced comedians, furnished a weird, but interesting number on the program which added considerably to the enjoyment of the evening. Nov. 7. The famous Fliver made it’s first appearance today with Johnny, our Benjamin, as editor-in-chief. Among the eight autos of enthusiastic rooters that made the trip to cheer the football team on to victory at St. Martin’s about half of the class enjoyed a splendid day in Jackson’s car and partook heartily of Mrs. Jackson’s fine lunch at American Lake. If you ever want to hear a weird and scary story ask Fisher to relate to you one of his masterpieces and you’ll b« afraid to go home in the dark. Stratton sometimes thinks the cuckoo in the cuckoo clock ought to wait until he comes. Nov. 19. 'Flic class goes wild with enthusiasm as Callaghan dashes into the room almost beside himself shouting, “We won! We won!” And no wonder, for the “Old time Rep and Pep” were at stake and a full holiday in view for the winning class in the ticket-selling contest. Dec. 6. A Revelation! Absolute zero was discovered in O car Nuhn’s Algebra test today. Dec. 21. Basketball finished and left our team composed of Cotter, Nick Morrison, Mootz, Fisher and Hart, third in the interclass race. On College Day five members of the class gave a brief but amusing comedy under the mysterious title of “Crambambuli,” which was much enjoyed by a charitable audience. Jan. 2. Class was resumed and repetitions for mid-year exams, began. We deeply regretted the departure of our two jolly classmates, Evans and Jackson, who departed on Jan. 5th, for heavenly Lacey, Seattle College Annual Page fifty-one where naught but studies can disturb their peaceful minds. Simpson, our football star, is threatened by the government if he tips the scales over 190. On Jan. 22d, took place the “End of a Perfect Day,” for it was the end of a series of baseball battles between Prep. 23 and 24. After a furious encounter of three scries our Green and Brown pennants floated triumphantly over the campus. After the success on the miniature diamond, the class took advantage of the recently rented Agathon club room in the Administration building. Feb. 3. Beautiful Sunshine! Can this account for the budding forth of a young poet? Ask Callaghan, the Bard of Ballard, who has, since that day, not been able to be restrained any more than a young tiger who has for the first time tasted blood. Most of the students term it good music when Stratton tolls the bell at three. McGee, our only representative of Du-wamish, is not without reason termed the “Slumbering Mental Giant.” They say he gets his knowledge out of the river. Maybe. But where does he get the famous Duam-ish ale? The beginning of Spring. McGee, Class ’23’s only true farmer, is now more than ever convinced that Duwamish is the real “Garden Spot of the W est,” where onions grow to the size of a big bucket, where you can plant needles and get crowbars back; where toothpicks grow into telephone poles. To come to the fine point, Eddy Hart keeps up the singing as well as the musical part of the class. He is one of the four mainstays of the College Glee Club quartette and one of the mainsprings of the Orchestra, ably assisted by noble Nick. April 1. Menne took another walk with his man-friend through the park today. Moot , our Luxemburger saint, now a full-fledged member of the Glee Club, has something foolish to say every day of the year and twice on Sundays. But when you feel blue or forlorn like a lost sheep on the bleak mountain side, just go to Brother Joe, he’ll comfort and console you in your affliction, and believe me, when Joe speaks to you the black clouds of despair vanish like the mist before the morning sun. The Council of Nice is certainly a sticker for Jug, but it has no terrors for Oscar. He knows it by heart. Foremost among our class celebrities stands our Benjamin, Johnny Quinn, the Latin Shark, Geometry Wizard, Annalist, Physiologist, Catechist, Journalist, Small-est-jinks-in-thc-class, Editor-in-chief of the Flivver, and everything else that a future Solomon must be. And no wonder. Johnny never, never goes out at night and he really must study, or else he’ll miss a word in Caesar tomorrow. He is going to Holy Cross when he has finished his education at Seattle College. April 10. Jackson, our former class mate, paid us a visit this morning. Not much study while Jackson was there. Often you can hear “Kelly” saying to himself during Caesar or Latin Exam, “Lord save me from that Blessed Jug. April 20. Today, after listening to an interesting and hotly contested debate in the college hall, Minne took the firm and final resolution, if not the pledge, to become a Senator. With terrific Cotter as the official backstop of our dashing baseball team we hope to clean up a few scores and especially when Nick, a second Christy Mathewson, Ty Cobb and Home-run Baker, all combined, shows up on the diamond, or is not late, together with his invincible brother Mike, and with Joe Morrison, the stocky shortstop, and inseparable pal of Nick, we have the redoubtable Sacred Heart Trio. Page fifty-two THE PALESTRA 3Pirat tfjiyh LADIES and Gentlemen: You arc now going to enjoy a rare treat. You arc about to spend a day in a classroom, to live once more one of those good old school days. To make it more enjoyable, you'll find First High full of study and fun, a mixture which only genuine American boys can make. Our boast is that we're as good as the best and not as bad as the worst. 8:2o O'clock -Study Hall. We will slip in early and watch the boys as they saunter in. As, for once, 1 have my lessons prepared, I can sit back and spin yarns about each for you. “Hello! Some one ahead of us!” S-sh! Not so loud. That is George Rice. Get behind this map. Here is a chair. Rice is one of those gents who love knowledge for knowledge sake. He isn't like most of us. His machine is a self-starter—ours has to be wound up, and, even then, it’s pretty jerky going. Those two coming in are Albert Eagan and Joseph Moreland. “Whose week for serving Mass, Joe?” “Mine. Say, Al, how long did it take you to get all those lessons down?” “About two hours and a half.” “Same here. My mother chased me to bed when—” The silent figure of Mr. Burns, S. J., the Prefect of the Study Hall glides in. “Silence is the word and “Study” the cry when he enters!. No—those two newcomers arc not twins, but they are brothers John and Edward Forhan by name. A glance from each towards the Prefect. Shucks! too late for a little chat! Their lessons are evidently prepared, for it is clear, as they set to work, that they arc only reviewing. Now don't be misled. This is not going to be a beautiful picture of model students. We are real boys in this class. Dang-a-lang! Mass bell. Our five heroes hasten upstairs to Mass as is their daily-practice. The Prefect is deep in a mathematic problem and does not notice that several have come in. “Mcck-eyes” Logan II., our all-around wonder, is pondering and puzzling over the fact that “X is equal to 3 in this problem and was equal to 4 in the one above. He can figure out agreements in Latin and trick-plays in football, but this beats him. “Pst! Hey, Crowley! Lend me vour home-work! This from Johnny “Mose” White. “Can’t be did! I left my books on the car last night. No books—no home-work!” And with a wink he goes on reading, “Who Choked the Ghost Between the Cl iff and the Barn?” White understands. Joe Muehc is his next refuge. Now Joe is a shark. Once you decipher his “charicktcrs,” as he spells it, and guess at his spellings, you find a masterpiece. Poor White: after plowing through several sentences like the following, he gives up. “Rul fore the agreemunt of a vurb withe its subjeckt. A vurb az pred-ikate agreez withe etc.” Well, it's not that bad, but the writing helps to make you think so. “Aw, I'll tell mister that I left mine home,” says White as he hands it back. Then he begins to entertain the populace with his clown stunts. Meanwhile, Muehc is erasing the finger prints from his paper. The room is fast filling up. Down in the corner “Wee” Edward Mooney and Seattle College Annual Page fifty-three Roy “Swede” Gorman arc having a tug-of-war with Muehe’s cap. In another corner Edwin “Beard” Gorman and “Archibald'' Earles, when not watching White, arc sparring in their seats. Suddenly the Prefect raps on his desk. Even “Swede” Gorman has miraculously learned the art of hard study. R-r-rumble—faintly in the distance. R-r-rumble—louder. R-r-rumble, crash! and in plods the man in the moon, his red, round face bright with a smile and his eyes dancing out of his head. Bowing “Good-morning right and left, he goes to his seat. Spying White, his broad-sides begin to wabble with laughter, for “Fatty” Bartholet cannot keep from laughing when he looks at him. 0:00 o’clock. Class. The bell rings. Mass is over and the Prefect leaves. While going toward the door, he hands two notes to Earles and Ed. Gorman. The messages read, “Jug. 50 lines.’’ Jug is the room where the condemned serve sentence after school. A moment's silence—and then our beloved teacher, Mr. Fabris, S. J., enters the room. The short prayer is said and Latin class begins. Muehc, Mayer, Logan and Bartholet star as usual. Yes, Bartholet is a star. He is made for comfort and not for speed so he indulges in mental athletics to keep from losing his comfort as well as his speed. 0:20 o’clock. An interruption. Joseph “Frenchy” Lucas, our agriculturist from Mercer Island has missed that eight o'clock boat again. itli his books in one hand, his overcoat on his arm, his lunch in the other hand, his hat 1 guess—in a third hand, and a pack of French papers in some other, he holds his tardy check between his teeth and patiently waits to be relieved of this last by the teacher. Soon the cargo is deposited and “Frenchy” proceeds to keep Herken- rath and everyone else knowing that he is around. After one of our Latin battles has been fought, in which Logan’s Roman archers win, Algebra period begins. 9:45 o’clock. Mathematics. “Why why—why?” Our Algebra period sounds like a cage of parrots. “Giuseppe” Belloni, our Venetian gondolier, can be pardoned for repeating that word so often—the best way to get an English vocabulary is to repeat the English words. But “why do long, lean llcrkcnrath and a few others persist in pestering the laboring teacher. Teacher—“Now let ‘x’ equal the smaller—” Belloni—“Why?” Teacher “Because, etc., etc., Do you understand?” Belloni “Yes, sir. This explained, he heaves a sigh and proceeds. Teacher—“Since ‘x’ is the smaller, 120 minus V equals the greater.” Herkcnrath—“Why?” Teacher “Because, etc., etc. Understand ?” Herky—“Sure.” The teacher, with perspiration on his noble brow, finishes the problem. Teacher -“Now, Belloni, ‘why’ does 120 minus ‘x' equal the greater?” Bell.—“I don’t know.” Teach.—“Come, Herkenrath, help him out. Why?” Herky—“You can't prove it by me.” And there you arc. 10:30 o’clock. Recess. “Wee” Mooney’s delight. That rich soprano voice of his, is heard here, there and everywhere on the grounds. Now he is jeering “Papa” McRae. Next he is crying for mercy from that offended athlete. Then he is shouting for help in the distance with our husky Andrus chasing after Page fifty-four THE PALESTRA him. Mooney had taken Andrus’s hat, but, although he had dropped it, he must be taught not to trifle with his elders, especially if they arc dignified. The bell for ranks comes to the rescue. Mooney is a brat but he surely can sing. 10:40 o’clock. English Period. Generally the teacher reads the good compositions just received and a few poor ones. W e notice that Muehe is writing a series of “Rhapsodies on the Beauties of Nature for Tired Business Men.” He wants to kill them off quick. In this work Morris is more humane. He just takes their breath away by leaving out the verb at the end of a long sentence or by a break like this, “The soaring eagle crossed the ridge with a pine-covered crest.” 11:30 o’clock. Study Period. It is a shame to say “study” period. As Irving would say, “The melodious strains of the College Orchestra are wafted on the breeze into our apartments,” and of course, our class band gets to work. The teacher is busy so we just hit it up. Of course, we make no noise. “Fatty” Bartholct leads like a professional. He is a great actor. White plays the clarinet with his ruler. “Hcrky” tickles the ivories. Bartholct says that my accordion goes too fast in the tender parts. The rest choke—they seem in ecstasies of delight. We reach the grand finale with the orchestra upstairs. Suddenly clumsy old “Bill” Mayer down in back, starts the drums with his “hoofs.” Jug for the band. 11:50 o’clock. Eats. Did you ever hear of “Walt” McGuern? He is captain of our class baseball team. On a sunny day just step around to our campus during noon hour. You won’t mind missing your lunch when you sec him in action. 1:00 o’clock. Alas! Class again! This is where Ed. Gorman makes a hit. He has an ancient History all his own. He tells you how “that guy Ceasar scrapped with Pompcy and cleaned him up. Then when Pompey beat it with his Senators to Egypt, Caesar and his bunch got a fleet and hiked after him. But Pompey was yellow and killed himself. So Caesar got stung when he got there.” Religion follows History. “Well, Earles,” says the teacher, “what is a supernatural gift?” “A supernatural gift is one above nature —above the earth.” “An aeroplane, for example.” “No! It’s a gift like-as if a guy, I mean a gentleman, who knows more about Latin than a guy who knows the most about it. Oh, I know what it is but I can't explain it.” “McGuern,” sings out the teacher above the laughter, “concerning obedience to parents, suppose your mother commanded one thing and your father commanded the contrary. Which should you obey?” “Let me see. W ell, I’d obey pa.” “Why?” “He can lick me harder than ma. 1:55 o’clock. Recess. Short and Sweet. 2:05 o’clock. Physical Geography. First, the home-work is assigned, and then the last period begins. In physical geography we learn how strong we are. We hold up fifteen pounds of air on each square inch of our bodies. “Moreland,” whispers Eagan, “Bartho-let is doing more than his share.” “Eagan and Moreland, two off in conduct.” We learn that the fish at sea bottom are blind; we can give three proofs that the earth’s interior is solid; three proofs that Seattle College Annual Page fifty-five is is heated; proofs that mountains are growing; but when you finish reading this you won’t need any proof that “hot air” causes circulation. And now, my dear friends, I must make an apology. I’ve told tales out of school on all my classmates, but about myself I’ve kept pretty mum. And good reason —my mother is sure to read this. 3:00 o’clock. Liberty. I thank you, Wallace Powers. (P. S.—Please take this article with a big pinch of salt.) W. P. R I ; V. F It A X C I S B U It K E, S. J. Pean of Our Campus Activities Pa ?e fifty-six THE PALESTRA in n a j. MANAGING EDITORS Editor-in-Chiek ------- Robert Neilan, ’18 Chronicle - - - - - - - - -James Hay, ’18 Athletics ------ Michael Pecarovich, 4th High Art Editor -------- Thomas Earles. ’17 ASSOCIATES Raymond Beezer, 17 Arnold Beezer, 4th High Roger Coughlin, 17 Business Manager ------- James McAteer, ’17 Advertising Manager ------ Leo Barton, 3rd High n n o n oo 3 3 C 6) CLASS REPRESENTATIVES College Senior Thomas Earles Junior Robert Neilan Sophomore- -Fred Schram Freshman John Logan Moderator - High School Fourth High—Frank Lynch Third High —Fred Riley Second High—Leo Sherry First High—Wallace Power Rev. A. J. Coudeyre, S. J. Page fifty-seven Page fifty-eight THE PALESTRA WE publish in this present number of the Palestra a separate article under the title of “Memories of Olden Days.” W e had written to a number of the old professors and students at Seattle College in the past, requesting them to chronicle some rcminisccnses of the days gone by. memories which they still retained of their professors and pupils, of events and other doings at the little school on Broadway which would naturally interest the present generation at the institution. We feel unable to print all the answers that have been sent to us in this number. We thank all those who have been kind enough to reply to our request. m It was sad news to the students of Seattle College, and to the class of Philosophy in particular, to learn of the death of Rev. John Forhan, S. J., on their return to school. Fr. Forhan’s death is deeply regretted by the classes that revered him as a scholar and devoted teacher. It is also our painful duty to record the death of a gentle, pious priest of the city, a sincere worker in the interests of the College, Rev. Paul Dethoor, S. J. We publish a brief sketch of these two men whose demise is felt as a personal loss by all at Seattle College. Some changes have been made in the College Staff this year. Father Bailey comes from Gonzaga University as professor of Languages and Literature in the Sophomore and Freshman’s classes. Fr. Durgan takes the chair of Philosophy left vacant by the late Fr. Forhan. Mr. Burns replaces Fr. Gabriel as professor of Higher Mathematics and Mr. Bush takes charge of the 2d Year High. Fr. Gabriel has been called to St. Michael’s, Spokane, to teach Hebrew in the Jesuit scholasticate. We are sorry to lose two genial professors in the persons of L. Egan and C. Mullen. Both are making their course of philosophy at St. Michael’s. On the appointment of of Rev. F. Filippi as chaplain of Gonzaga University, Fr. A. asta was appointed Librarian and chaplain of the College. m The loyalty of the High School classes in helping to make a success of the play given in the fall of 1910, and of the concert, deserves a special mention. As in other lines the students are getting more and more convinced that it rests on them to bring out to their full development all the social activities connected with college life. m For the sake of informing many inquirers as to the number of Jesuit Colleges in the Seattle College Annual Page fifty-nine United States we print a separate directory of all the Universities, High Schools and Colleges under the supervision and direction of the sons of St. Ignatius. As some of these institutions have been in the limelight owing to their success in the educational and athletic world it was a surprise to some to hear that they were under Catholic patronage. Detroit University which has secured Dobic, the renowned coach of Washington U., Holy Cross College, Georgetown University, often mentioned in the sporting columns of our dailies are directed by the Jesuit Fathers. (T) “I think it is foolish,” says a former student, writing to the Moderator of our Annual, “for anyone to try to go through college in four years. The time ought to be lengthened to five or six years anyway. To suppose that in four years a young man can get his fill of study is a great error. The first two years, of course, each additional item of knowledge is like bitter medicine. It is to be imbibed only when it would be impossible to hold off longer. The last two years are different. Study becomes a pleasure, and school life something worth very much more than at first supposed. When the last two years arc over, the graduate will well need tighten up his belt and set his teeth in grim determination. He is saying farewell to the happiest days of his life. All this may sound a little bit hackneyed, but I assure you. Father, it is a comfort to voice such thoughts, even though they have been voiced by thousands and even millions ahead of me. It bolsters up my courage and makes me feel that I have at least attained a little wisdom, having figured out this wonderful truth. “There is more happiness in one hour of school life than in a whole twenty-four of the hum-drum existence, that many of us have after finishing school. I Page sixty THE PALESTRA Htyat (itljpr Jmtit (CnUrgFB Arp imttg Graduates of holy cross COLLEGE, Worcester. Mass., are preparing to celebrate the diamond Jubilee of the college in 1918, by the presentation of a two hundred and fifty thousand dollar fund. Nearly one hundred thousand dollars has been presented to date. Frank Cavanaugh late of Dartmouth, has been selected as football coach for the coming year. St. Vincent's College, Los Angeles, witnessed the laying of the cornerstone of its first building on March 25. It will be ready for occupancy in August. Detroit University has recently opened a school of Finance in connection with its university courses. Marquette University, Milwaukee, is contemplating an addition to the building used by the department of Engineering. Two new publications have been started by the students, a weekly by the school of journalism, and a quarterly by the law students. St. Boniface College, St. Boniface, Manitoba, carried off the Campbell Cup in Hockey. The team won seven straight games from the other colleges of the University of Manitoba, scoring forty-one goals to its opponents’ six. St. Charles College, Grand Coteau, La., is contemplating the introduction of a Scientific Agricultural course in the near future. During the coming summer Fordham University is to establish a military training camp, modeled on the one at Platts-burg. According to newspaper reports, Rev. Joseph A. Mulry, S. J., President of the University, has offered twenty acres of the college campus for the purpose. The university opened a new department this year, namely the Graduate School, whose sessions were held in the Wool worth building. Its purpose is to fit those possessing the Bachelor’s degree for the degrees of M. A. and M. S. Loyola College, Montreal, has taken po-session of its new building in the Western part of the city. The hockey team captured the senior cup, of the City League, this year. Sacred Heart College, Tampa, Florida, has taken possession of its new seventy-live thousand dollar home. The McDermott Memorial University church of Loyola University, New Orleans, is rapidly nearing completion. The Ilarbough Gold Medal for Debate at St. Mary’s College, Kansas, was won this year by Lawrence Keeler. The College Basketball team reports a very successful season, winning eight games out of eleven played. Loyola University Medical School, of Chicago, graduated a class of one hundred and fifty last June. The school utilized in its work eighteen hospitals and three dispensaries. Gcrogctown University conferred four hundred and thirty-seven degrees last year. William Howard Taft, who was the commencement speaker, delivered an address on “National Preparedness.’’ The new Preparatory School at Rock Hill marks the separation of the High School course from the College of Arts and Sciences. Boston College’s new faculty building, St. Mary’s Hall, has been occupied during the past year. 'Flic new athletic field has been completed through the cf- Seattle College Annual Page sixty-one forts of the alumni, and is now used for all contests. The football team scored a decisive victory over its old rival, Holy Cross, last fall. The enrollment this year numbers twenty-one hundred. The new one hundred and forty thousand dollar gymnasium at Creighton University, Omaha, has opened for the use of the students. It is completely modern and contains among other features a fine swimming pool. Gonzaga University, Spokane, reports a wealth of baseball material. Both in ath- letics and debating the University teams have done excellently well during the past year. McGough, the former Colgate star, is in full charge of athletics this year. “The Poets of the Future,” a collection of poems by American College students during 1915-1916 has just appeared from the press. Twenty-seven of the one hundred and forty selections are credited to students of Jesuit colleges. Among the institutions represented arc Holy Cross, Georgetown, Campion, Boston College, St. Mary’s. Fordham and St. Lou;s University. Unnt?rmtte0, (Enlkgpa mh § ri|mrtB Conducted by the Jesuit Fathers in the U. S. Augusta, Ga.—Sacred Heart College Baltimore, Md. Loyola College Boston, Mass. Boston College Brooklyn, N. Y. Brooklyn College Buffalo, X. Y.—Canisius College Buffalo, X. Y. Loyola University Chicago, 111. St. Ignatius College Cincinnati, 0. St. Xavier’s College Cleveland, O. St. Ignatius College Denver, Col. Sacred Heart College Detroit, Mich.- Detroit University Galveston, Texas—St. Mary’s University Grand Coteau, La.—St. Charles College Jersey City, X. J. St. Peter's College Kansas City, Mo. Rockhurst Academy Los Angeles, Cal. -St. Vincent’s College Macon, Ala.—St. Stanislaus College Missoula, Mont. Loyola High School Milwaukee, W is.- Marquette University Mobile, Ala.—Springhill College Xew Orleans, La. Loyola University New Orleans, La.—-Immaculate Conception College Xew York, X. Y.—Fordham University Xew York.—St. Francis Xavier’s College Xew York, X. Y. Loyola High School Omaha. Neb.—Creighton University Philadelphia, Penn.—St. Joseph’s College Prairie du Chicn, Wis.—Campion College San Francisco, Col.—St. Ignatius University Santa Clara, Cal. Santa Clara University Seattle. Wash. Seattle College Shreveport, La. St. John’s College Spokane, Wash.—Gonzaga University St. Louis, Mo.- St. Louis University St. Mary’s, Kansas- St. Mary’s College Tacoma, Wash.- St. Leo's High School Tampa, Fla. Sacred Heart College Toledo, 0.—St. John’s University Washington, D. C. -Georgetown University Washington, I). C. Gonzaga College Worcester, Mass.—Holy Cross College DEO—Patriot—Scitntiis—Artibus Page sixty-two THE PALESTRA - 9 tJ. M. Hay. Sept. 5. Bang! A new term is launched —minus the champagne and other launching ceremonies. Ray Beezer with his wonted energy arrives but an hour late. Sept. 7. Well, one full day is over. The old place seems strange. The void left by the boys of T6 appears irreparable. Good luck to them. Sept. 8. The English profs in the High School dole out the usual subject for the first week’s composition: “Vacation.” “Shadows.” Gorman has handed in the same one for three years. Sept. 11. The yearly mass of the Holy Ghost celebrated in the Students’ chapel by Rev. Fr. Rector, is followed by a timely exhortation delivered by Fr. J. Durgan, professor of Philosophy. Sept. 12. The Student-body convenes and elects James McAteer its President. Sept. 15. The Senior Debating Society holds its first meeting. R. Beezer, our peaceful young blond of 17, is chosen chairman, volunteers for the first debate. Very kind of you, “Ray.” Sept. 18. Captain Donahue orders his warriors to don their armor for a first try-out. Sept. 21. Hip! Hip! Straight from Calexico and entrancing senoritas comes private James Needles, Second Regiment, Company L, N. G. W. Welcome to our back field, James. James lays aside the sword for the pigskin. Sept. 29. Ling Foo arrives to interpret Bill Barthold’s jargon. Oct. 0. The assembled students and Faculty will have the pleasure today to hear the class-renowned baritone, Leo Barton. Michael Earles will play a violin solo without an encore. Class honors will be announced by the Prefect of Studies. Oct. 11. The discovery of America is ably discussed by a representative of the K. of C. Oct. 12. Holiday. Thank you! What a pity for us if U. S. had been discovered in July or August. Oct. 13. O, unlucky team. Why play on such a date. Broadway High loses the football game by a 13 to 0 score and stops at that. Oct. 15. Great excitement. Roger Coughlin makes his debut as a philosopher and Senior. Oct. 19. Just eleven men baffled Franklin High by making two goals to their one. Oct. 23. Earnest readers do not expect a humorous speech these coming three days. Father Laherty, of Gonzaga University wants mental reflection during the annual retreat. It was a treat. Oct. 27. A number of “slackers” from Senior and a journalistic Junior have a scrimmage with the Varsity team in preparation for the St. Martin’s onslaught. Oct. 31. Halloween. A mysterious banquet held in the College Club Room by a mysterious class. Guess which it is. Nov. 2. All Souls Day. No classes held in the first period. But Gerald .Morris makes his appearance at 9:05 as usual. Seattle College Annual Page sixty-three Nov. 3. All students assemble in the hall to listen to the first Specimen of the semester given by the Philosophy class. R. Xeilan advocated material support to the Palestra, Ray Beezer clamored for more loyalty to the Debating Society, J. McAteer vociferated that the greatest duty of all was to pay their dues to the Student Body officers. Nov. 8. “Mike” Frank Lynch is sentenced to wave himself ambidextcrously before the rooters and teach them what to yell. Nov. 12. The first gridiron entanglement between S. C. and St. Martin’s warriors. Ask “Gignomi” Pecarovich for the details of the fray. Nov. 14. Big rally and three hearty cheers for the work done Sunday at Lacey. Account of the play immortalized by the Muses. Can be found elsewhere. Nov. 16. Lieutenant Jackson plans behind closed doors his selling ticket campaign for the Thanksgiving play. Nov. 20. Harken! Maurice Sullivan explains to his classmates the object of his visit to the class. First period, going, second period, gone! Nov. 28. “The boys of ”76. was acted this evening. Jack Connell shot himself with a noiseless bullet. No harm done. Dec. 4. Youthful McAteer deplores the fact that he received an “explosion” this month and no “report.” Dec. 8. Immaculate Conception. Mass in the Students' chapel and a fervent discourse by Father Bailey to the Senior and Junior Sodalists. Election of officers. Blessings of insignia. Dec. 11. 'Phe cancelled stamps collectors start their business in earnest. You heathen prepare for conversion. Dec. 18. Fourth High wins basketball championship and requests the chronicler to take notice of this triumph. Dec. 22. College Day. College spirit in evidence throughout the whole performance. Len. Reilly, '16, addressed the crowd. 1917 Jan. 3. A new chime chronometer co charm the eyes and cars of the students has been installed in the hall. Jan. 4. Repetitions for the Mid-Year Exams. Some arc cheerful, others are not. Jan. 8. Tom Donahue has tasted the hickory cane, he knows the taste of sugar cane and now his auntie has presented him with another cane for Christmas. Jan. 17. Laurence Garrick whistles his own popular melody before leaving the campus. Isn't he boisterous. Jan. 23. The Philosophers arc given three days to master the comprehension of the idea “I ought.” Jan. 26. Gloom! Gloom! Gloom! “with an apology to Pcrcnboom and Coughlin.” Jan. 30. Rumor has it that Elmer Kid-well will have no difficulty in his Greek exams, as he has become quite friendly with the Greek candy man across the lot. Feb. 1. The '17 and '18 amalgamated celebrate the end of the first semester in a remote nook at Alki Point. Shades of W illiam Mayer that was a sumptuous serenade. Feb. 5. The merry go-round starts again. All aboard. Feb. 12. Thomas Gresham Earles secures a student-body card. The event makes us forget that today was Lincoln's birthday. Feb. 16. Can you explain why Oscar Nuhn insists on wearing that ultra-red flannel shirt. Feb. 19. Grand concert of the Orchestra and Glee Club. Sec elsewhere for details and congratulations of both organizations. Feb. 22. Fred Schram has told Leo Sullivan that the easiest study for him is Page sixty-four I H E PALESTRA analytical geometry. This statement being made on Washington’s birthday dispels all suspicion and doubt. I'eb. 27. “Chief Ncilan” is now the proud possessor of a pair of dominant sideburns. Class of IS do you deserve this? Feb. 29. Johnny White believes that all school days should be of the duration of this present one. March o. Baseball is re-instated as an excuse for Jug. Keen competition between the letter-men and the unlettered ones. March 9. The much expected Specimen of the Sophs and Freshies supplies entertainment and enlightenment to the student body. F.ssays, elocution, much dissertation but no encores. March IB. The McAtecr Bros, make their debut as punch hitters at the K. of C. open meeting. Thereupon Don McKay and Fred Reilly give an exhibition in box-lighting. March 1(5. Reception given to Rev. Fr. Rector on the occasion of his patronal feast. March 17. 'Fag-day. Con. Hickey kept his appointments with the pretty sellers. March 19. Pluvius decides to call off the game between S. C. and the U. of . March 26. Maurice Sullivan repeats one of those periodical visits to his classmates and friends. Come again Maurice. March 27. J. Needles receives orders to don his uniform, shoulder his musket to join his company of the N. G. W. March 31. Captain Bee .er and his team trounce J. Mitchell’s “All-stars.” April 2. Gerald Morris is called out to join the 7th Company Coast Artillery, N. G. W. We’re proud of you Morris. April 3. Ask the baseball manager how many days of rain we have had in Seattle per month. April 4. 'Flic young men of 4th High give a real specimen of class spirit and of good scholarship in the Assembly Hall. Arnold Bee .er and Francis Nash settle the quarrel of Cassius and Brutus on the stage. Easter vacations are announced. April 11. Roger Coughlin brings in class a train of thoughts. We know not why they were side-tracked and how long. April lo. Jas. McAteer insists that the following sonnet be given a full page in the “Palestra.” The feet are not mates, the meter is like a taximeter and the subject under consideration somewhat obscure. Title—(deleted by censor.) Just you And little me In our tiny boat Let out to see. . . Second Canticle Some wind Struck a rock Down we went To Davis Jones’ Lock! April 17. Young Nash crowns his hitherto noble brow with one of those lurid ultra-green caps. What next? April 20. At one session of the Debating Society the “Pastime Club” is declared defunct. Tom Ratigan is appointed receiver. April 24. Valedictorian. Coughlin starts praying for the passage of a conscription bill. April 26. Preliminaries for the Elocution Contest. We predict a walkaway for Kid well and Moriarty if noise counts. Aiiul 30. Orators to the right of us, orators to the left of us, preparing for the great contest. May 1. Lynch plus Pecarovich show their patriotism by planting a garden. New excuse for parole from jug. May 4. The Sodality Clubs give specimens of their piety. Seattle College Annual Page sixty-five May 8. Leo Barton studies the architecture and equipment of a certain telephone exchange. May 17. Senior Sodality picnic. May 21. Eight more class days before Exams. Dies ilia! May 30. Decoration Day. Those seeds Alas and alack, 1 Oh! scissors! now Oh come my gold And hasten thou I which Lynch and Pecarovich planted for sweet peas prove to be green onions. May 31. Seniors' exams in sciences begin today. Junk 1. “Chief Xeilan deplores the loss of a collar-button with the following thoughts: have lost it, where can it be, (plate) collar button jack to me. Shouldst thou hie to the glaciers of Greenland Or speed to the vales of Thibet, Sneak away to Von Hindenburg’s trenches I’d follow and capture you yet. By the barbated chin of the prophet, By the heathenish gods of Loosac By the ochre-hucd ants of Dahomey 1 command and I adjure thee, come back. But the serpent I warmed in my bosom, Whom with silks and fine linens I deck; The ungrateful thing, he has stung me; He has slipped down the back of my neck. Before we say good-bye let us congratulate the class of' 17 on the good showing t hey have made. Let us also wish them all the luck and success possible. We have recorded above some of the events of the grand and glorious 1916-17 at S. C. Many of them unimportant, for the important ones have their special department and “Ye chroniclers” have been told to keep their hands off. Yet they may be deemed important enough by some to gain, yours truly, some enemies. Forget it. Just be glad. For we know not every morrow Can be sad; So, forgetting all the sorrow We have had; Let us fold away our fears And put by our foolish tears And thru all the coming years Just be glad. Page sixty-six THE PALESTRA Srhatiuij MANY subjects relating to national and municipal government, international relations and industrial questions were ably discussed during the past year by the members of the Debating Society. That the Faculty took deep interest in our debates is evidenced by the presence of one or more of the professors at our meetings. The first debate of the term was a very interesting one. The subject being of local interest the arguments on both sides were listened to with close attention. The subject for discussion was “that the municipality of Seattle should house the poor of the city. Many good arguments were bought forward on both sides and the house showed great enthusiasm. Yc believe that this year’s debates have upheld the standard of former years. Most of the questions were prepared with much care, thus rendering the meetings very entertaining to all members present and fully satisfactory to our Reverend Moderator, Rev. J. X. Durgan, S. J. OFFICERS Raymond L. Beezcr .......... President George H. McAtccr Serge ant-at-Arm s Robert J. Neilan ........... Secretary Rev. J. X. Durgan, S. J. Faculty Moderator ROLL OF MEMBERS Barton, Harry Barton. Leo Beezcr, Arnold R. Beezcr. Raymond E. Burke. Donald R. Carroll, Donald Connell, John Coughlin, Roger Donahue, Thomas Earles, Michael 'I'. Earles, Thomas Earles, Yilliam Gorman, Bennett K. Garrick, Lawrence Haughian, Allen I lay, James Hickey, Cornelius Kaufcr, Lawrence Kelly, Raymond Kid well, Elmer Logan, John Lynch, Frank M. Moriarty, Vance Morris, Gerald 1 c A leer, C Jcorgc 11. McAtccr, James McKay, Donald Nash, Francis Needles, Frank Needles, James Neilan, Robert J. Patten, Gerald Pecarovich, Michael Ratigan, Thomas Riley, Frederick Schram, Frederick Sullivan, John Sullivan, Leo Sullivan, Maurice Seattle College Annual Page sixty-seven TUESDAY evening, November 29th, at the Seattle Press Club, the High School Dramatic Club presented its annual program. “The Boys of ’76,” an operetta in two acts, and “A Sea of Troubles,” a one-act farce, were both enacted most successfully before a large and appreciative audience. The Operetta in brief dealt with a number of village boys filled with the desire of aiding their country during the period of the Revolutionary W ar. The part of Peter was well filled by John Connell, his pleasing soprano gaining much applause from the audience. Mike Pecarovich, as Hans Schneider, caused many a hearty laugh before the evening was over. Will Bartholet, our prize heavyweight, John White and Frank Lynch in the characters of Red Rube, Weary Ike and Spider, respectively, were all their names signify. Fred Riley’s tenor solo was heard with much satisfaction in the song of a soldier on the battle field, heart-sore and weary for home. The characters of General Putnam and Colonel Slocum were very well interpreted by Leo Barton and Elmer Kid-well. Finally, Thomas Donahue, as Major Sniffin, of His Majesty’s Guards, caused much amusement by his loud bombastic talk. Between the first and second act, the Seattle College Glee Club rendered the pleasing quartette, “Kentucky Babe.” “A Sea of Troubles” shows the sorrows of a poor old, cranky, gout, in seeking to secure a reader who will give him a proper interpretation of a certain passage in Shakespeare. He believes that the great Will should have said “'Fake up oars against a Sea of Troubles,” instead of “Take up arms against a Sea of Troubles.” Michael Perearovich as Gout was all that could be wished. His imitation of the sweet disposition of a man with that ailment was very fine. Frank Lynch as a talkative Yankee pleased all. And John Sullivan, commonly known as “Shorty,” did himself proud in the character of “What’s his name Thingamy.” He was possessed of the peculiar trait of adding What’s his name to every thing he said. Basil Ferguson as Byron Bobolink was all that his names imply. The part of Stuttering Steve was ably filled by Frank Needles, who developed a marvelous faculty for stammering. Thomas Donahue as Robert, Gout’s nephew, portrayed well the feelings of an outraged nephew. And last, but not least, Fred Riley in the part of Sam, the servant, was all that could be wished for in the line of merriment. Many Page sixty-eight THE PALESTRA a laugh was raised by his dignified humor. Between the two plays a violin duet by Michael Earles and Edward Hart, and a vocal solo by Leo Barton were highly appreciated. The College Orchestra began and closed the program. “uHu? fBmjB nf Tfi” General Putnam Colonel Slocum Major Sniffin, of llis Majesty's Guards Joe Mason J Nat Hale Hiram Tucker Silas Story ) Peter, a Pillage Boy -Tom Payson, a Continental Guard Hans Schneider, a Hessian Soldier Red Rube ) IPeary Ike Spider CAST OF CHARACTERS Continental Guards - Lko Barton l Elm Kit Ki dwell Thomas Donahue Frank Needles The Boys of 76—Full of Pluck and Patriotism l V RANK ABED LI ' Frank Logan b A Trio of Professional Tramps A Number of Pillage Boys, Hessian Soldiers, Guards, etc. Basil Ferguson ohn Sullivan Jack Connell Fred Riley 11 (’ll A EL PeCAROVICH t William Bartholet John White ( Frank Lynch Seattle College Annual Page sixtywiine “A £ i'a of (Trouble” CAST OF CHARACTERS . llCHAEL PECAROVICH Frank Lynch John Sullivan Basil Ferguson Frank Needles Tom Donahue Fred Riley Gout ------ Hiram Orcutt {a Yankee) - What's His Name Thingamy {a man of memory) Byron Bobolink (a Budding Poet) Stammering Steve (a Professor of Elocution) Robert {Gout's Nephew) -Sam {Gout's Servant) - It is with the feeling of deepest regret that as the Palestra is going to print we learn of the decision of the faculty to cancel the play of the Senior Dramatic Club. We have used the word regret and with reason. For this play promised to be the best produced at the College in some years. Rehearsals started the first of March. By Faster the parts were well known by all, the actors were already in fair shape and everybody was showing much interest in the affair. It was decided that the play-should be given at Holy Names' Auditorium on the evening of the 7th of May. But man proposes and God disposes. War was declared. Some of the players enlisted and the whole condition of affairs became most uncertain. All around schools and Colleges were canceling all activities. We waited a little longer than the rest. But as matters failed to improve, Fr. Rector, after due consideration, decided it was best to drop the play. Although we can do nothing this year, we hope that next term, when we know where we are standing, this same play will be produced for the pleasure and edification of our many friends. The play itself deals with Spain, during the Mahometan invasion. Don Alonzo, son of Don Vasco de Gomez, a princely nobleman, is persuaded by ambition and the evil counsel of his confidant, Don Lopez, to abandon his father, his country, his God. He becomes a prince among the Mahometans. During the progress of the war, his father and all his soldiers fall into the hands of Tarik, the Mahometan leader. Tarek commands Alonzo to visit his father and endeavor to win him to the faith of the Prophet, assuring him that if he fails, his father shall die. Alonzo obeys; his father with righteous indignation, repels him, and pronounces upon him a terrible malediction, beneath which he withers and loses his reason. Don Vasco and his vassals escape from the Turks and return to the Christian camp, where they find Don Alonzo, who under his father’s care, returns to reason and is afterwards killed in a battle with the Mahometans. Page seventy THE PALESTRA im dhtg AS is well known to all students of rhetoric, before entering on the discussion of any subject, a thorough explanation of the matter in question must first be entered upon. Among the various means that may be employed to remove the many doubts and hazy notions surrounding a debatable idea, definition stands forth as one of the simplest. And because the subject we have in hand today is of such vast importance, and since false judgments and mistaken notions of this same matter would lead to most disastrous results indeed, even wreck the lives of many of our fellow school-mates, we have chosen definition as the best and clearest way of opening this essay. What, therefore, is the meaning of the word “jug?” Now, jug, in the sense we take it, is not a vessel for carrying a liquid; nor, in another meaning of the word, is it a jail or prison, even though there be some who would deem this the correct definition. Well, then, what is it: “Ah, there's the rub, as Shakespeare would say. However, to remove suspense we shall give a partial answer that will help us along in our search for the truth. Jug is a little room, removed from the others, but in all respects the same, save that there is in it only one desk held in reserve. Allow me now, to explain my definition. The jug room has a door, windows, walls, ceiling, just as any other room. In one corner by itself there is a large desk on a platform, whilst before many small desks arc arranged in rows. Again we can see no difference. But if you look a little closer you will sec that there arc no books in these desks. On this astounding discovery you can easily deduce that these desks arc not reserved for any one in particular. So there is one difference, for in the class-rooms each one has his own desk in which he leaves his books. Having thus, with great and fatiguing brain labor, advanced my hearers so far along the path of knowledge, I shall ask them to be patient a little longer, with minds eager and receptive, panting as it were after the fonts of knowledge. I have one more definition to present; a definition which, 1 am sure, will remove all doubts and dispel absolutely the clouds of ignorance that darken our poor mortal intellects. After deep cogitation we have arrived at the conclusion that jug is a place whither ambitious students depart immediately after school for the purpose of making up lost time. As the three o'clock bell rings, more than one unfortunate is seen wending his weary way to that haven of unhappy rest over whose door might well be written those words of Dante, “All hope abandon, ye who enter here.” A visitor, passing by and seeing rows of youths so studiously busy within, might well think he were gazing into a study-hall. Indeed some even of the College, have applied the term “Study-Hall'' to this Tartarus of Misery, but we deem it a misnomer. Else why should one of the team’s regular men willingly hold forth there in weary session, while the rest of his mates are joyously shouting and running about the campus? But perhaps we are wrong. Many a miracle has been performed through love of study. But why all this furor? Why all this unusual application to study? Alas! It is with feelings of deepest sorrow I must go into causes, the second division of my essay. That an historian must reveal all the wickedness of past generations is hard enough, Seattle College Annual Page seventy-one but it is for me still worse to have to unveil before the eyes of all the awful deceits and cunning schemes, alas! gan aft a’glcc, of so many of my own contemporaries. I can group my causes into two main divisions, the first of which a simple narrative will well illustrate. The solemn notes of the chimes have pealed their mellow notes through the corridors; the bell has rung; the doors have closed, and a great peace has settled over all. save for a ceaseless drone of daily lessons. Suddenly there is a crash, a mad pattering of footsteps. A furtive head is thrust into the prefect’s office. A note is stamped, a name is entered into a book, and the first victim of the day ascends dismally upwards towards his class. There is again the slam of a door; the echoes cease, and peace once more resumes her sway. The second cause contains many cases, into the iniquity of which it would take altogether too long to explore. They may in general be grouped under the following heads: “I forgot to take my book home last night. I don’t know it. I lost my book. Somebody took my book. Finally, there is that marvelous and almost inexplicable habit of bluffing. Wc can safely say that this last named cause covers all the others, for in them arc the roots of bluffing imbedded and on them docs it depend for all its life and vitality. To prove the correctness of our second set of causes, let us take as an example, any period of the day, History, for instance. Our victim for the occasion shall be a certain Johnnie Jones. “Johnnie?” asks the professor, “what about the troubles of W ashington at Valley Forger” “He had a hard time,” says Johnnie, rather vaguely. “But,” with a sudden inspiration, “he was a fine man. His character was wonderful,” etc., ad infinitum. John’s answer seems to lean decidedly towards a blu IT. “But,” interrupts the professor, “give us some specific instances of his misfortunes at Valley Forge.” “Well, you sec, labors the hapless Johnnie, “Benedict Arnold, he was sore at Washington and wanted revenge. And you see—” “Yes, 1 sec,” sharply responds the Professor. “And I sec something else, also. John, did you study this lesson?” John looks injured. “Of course, sir. “Oh. And how long?” “Well—er 1 —oh—er—I'm not sure just how long.” “Hurry up and make sure.” John ponders hopelessly, the while assuming the look of outraged innocence. “Please, sir, I forgot to take my book home, and so 1 didn’t study awful much. But let us put an end to the scene before judgment is passed. And now since you well understand what jug is and why it exists, let me show you briefly how it is conducted. In the office of the prefect of discipline there is a certain book in which the absentees and other kinds of “tees” arc written. Likewise in this book is a list of those who have been judged, found wanting and sentenced to jug. When the three o’clock bell rings, these unfortunates grab pen, ink, paper and books (not always their own) and rush madly to jug, following the principle, that the sooner a thing is begun the sooner is it ended. There they find that the fatal book of the office has been transplanted hence, and if anyone doubts what he is to do, he is soon put on the right track. The paper is stamped for obvious reasons, before work begins.' And here let me say that some have tried to imitate this stamp, but with no great success. Then work begins. After what seems to be an eternity, the prefect Page seventy-two THE PALESTRA in charge smiles genially on the toilers, looks at his watch and carelessly remarks, “It is now half-past four. Those who have not finished may return to-morrow night.” The procession winds slowly out, and a few saddened and let us hope, wiser boys, go thoughtfully homeward. In concluding, let me steal a short little thought from Shakespeare. “Fellow-students, I charge you, fling away idleness.” Through our own sloth was jug established, and it will be done away with only by our own industry. Bkxxett Gorman, 4th High. •J Snt. JoJjtt JFnrhmt, £ . 3. THE announcement of the death of the Rev. John Forhan, which occurred at the hospital, Oakland, California, was received with feelings of deep regret among the students of Seattle College. For his passing removed not only a profound scholar but a thorough, competent teacher in the class of Philosophy. His wide range of learning on the questions of the day, his lucid exposition of even the most abstract thesis, his power of illustration combined with a remarkable clearness of perception rendered him very popular not only with his pupils, but also with his companion teachers. He was born in Brooklyn, New York, June 24, 1854. W hile still quite young lie moved to Canada, where he received his education at the Jesuit college of Montreal. In April, 1870, he applied to be admitted as a member of the Jesuit order. Although he never enjoyed robust health, he always took an active interest in the work assigned to him. He seemed to have given his life to the class-room for even after his transfer from Canada to the soothing clime of California we find him engaged in the work of teaching at St. Ignatius College, San Francisco. Whether failing health due to the incessant grind of the teaching profession or the desire of the Missions compelled him to leave the class-room for the distant regions of Alaska, we are not able to tell. For seven years he labored in Nome, doing parochial work in the midst of a mining population. He was recalled to the States and was on his way to California when Fr. Provincial yielded to the request of Fr. Rector to leave him in Seattle to teach Philosophy to the higher classes of Seattle College. Fr. Forhan put his whole heart and soul into his new field of labor. To sec him at his books and in the classroom one would conclude that he was endowed with wonderful vitality. Yet he was a sufferer from the moment that he stepped into the class-room, but rarely was he heard to complain. “And still they gazed and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.” In May, 1916, Fr. Forhan’s health began to give way. It was with a certain reluctance that he received the order from his physician to give up his lectures in the class-room. After two months spent in the Providence Hospital, Seattle, it was considered advisable that he should proceed to California, for a more suitable climate. The change brought no improvement and the patient succumbed peacefully to a protracted illness of the stomach. He died on the 11th of August, 1916. Seattle College Annual Page seventy-three Ent. faitl Iplltnnr, JL THE death of Father Paul Dethoor, S. J., which occurred July 13, 1910, at the Providence Hospital, Seattle, Wash., removed from the Northwest and from Seattle in particular one of the most energetic workers in the ministry of souls. The news of his demise caused profound grief to the hundreds who were benefited by his zeal and religious spirit, and the great concourse of people that sought admittance into the spacious church of the Immaculate Conception long before the hour of the funeral services, testifies to the esteem in which his memory was held throughout the city. His Lordship, Right Rev. Edward J. O’Dea, I). D., presided in the sanctuary wherein over forty priests, both of the secular and regular clergy, occupied a scat to do honor to the last remains of a brother priest who had been to many of them a guide in their spiritual life, and to all, an exemplar of the sacerdotal vocation. Although his life was spent mostly in the ministry of souls cither as a missionary or as a parish priest, yet Fr. Dethoor was an ardent advocate of Catholic education. He worked to the last in the interest of Seattle College. A brief memoir of this admirable Page seventy-four THE PALESTRA man will find then a fitting place in the pages of the “Palestra.” Fr. Paul Dethoor was born at Steen-werck, a little town situated in a northern district of France, August 25, 1860. While still very young he was attacked with meningitis. His father, Joseph Dethoor, a pious Christian, hearing from the family doctor that no medical skill could stave off the dread disease repaired to the church of the little town and made a vow to build a chapel to our Lady of Good Help if the child recovered. His prayer received a speedy answer. The chapel was built in a retired corner of the family estates. 'The monument still exists and is kept by the members of the family, although most of the estates have been sold since. This incident explains why on all the family records, souvenirs of hirst Communion or mortuary notices we find written the invocation “Our Lady of Good Help, pray for us.” Before long Paul left the paternal roof and was placed under the motherly care of an aunt. One day the great French prelate, Cardinal Lavigcrie, the founder of the congregation of the White Fathers for the missions of Africa, stopped at Stecn-wcrck, having brought with him a little negro child from the distant shores of Tunis. The arrival of the missionary made such an impression on Paul that from that day the thought of becoming a missionary never left him. On being asked by his father whether he intended to enter the seminary as his elder brother had done, Paul replied that he would do so but on the sole condition that after his studies he should be allowed to prepare himself for the missions. Paul received his education preparatory to the priesthood in the Seminary of Cam-brai. During his stay there he never lost sight of the great career he had mapped out for himself. In his letters, in his literary effusions he loves to speak of that subject. Some of his earlier companions still treasure strayed leaves of his poems whose themes are significant of the life he ambi-tioned to follow; even martyrdom had become a familiar subject for his pen. His great worry at this particular period of his life was how to obtain the desired permission to satisfy his longings for a missionary career. His ecclesiastical superiors were naturally averse to such a project for they already foresaw the valuable services which the young lcvite was destined to render to the Church. At the close of the seminary life he was sent as professor to the Petit Seminaire of Hazcbrouck with the understanding that permission would be granted him to follow his calling to the missions. After three years spent in the duties of a teacher, Paul Dethoor, contrary to all expectations, begged admission as a novice into the Society of Jesus—owing to the incident narrated above, his relatives and friends believed he would join the White Fathers of Africa. In a letter written by Fr. Flambeau, S. J., who knew him intimately at the novitiate of Germert, we have a brief prospective of the deep foundations of generosity and piety which the new recruit was laying under the guidance of an experienced master. 'Flic letter is written to Father Gustave Dethoor, a brother of the deceased, now a military chaplain with the French troops on the Western front. “It was no surprise to me,” writes Fr. Flambeau, “that a man so full of energy and devotion should be forced to lay down his arms at such a premature age. I regret nevertheless the departure of this man from this world for I am convinced that he was doing an immense good for souls where' er he should be found. I knew your brother at Germert, from the 15th of October. 1881 to the day that he left us on his long journey to the Rocky Mountains, lie was en Seattle College Annual Page seventy-five tirely' dead to the world, resolved to live only for Christ, and with the sole intent of securing for himself heavenly treasures. In fact when we remarked to him that he certainly was acquiring a colossal fortune for heaven he simply replied: ‘We shall wait till the last day when God returns the sacks.’ Your brother was a man given to mortification, hard to himself, yet kind and indulgent to others. When work was assigned to him, as for instance the cleaning of the chapel, he put his whole heart into it, thus showing that no matter how humble the work might be, when done in the right spirit it is a great step towards perfection. 1 am not therefore surprised to learn that after a few months of religious life he was found capable of meeting any trial which a change of province or climate might entail in his missionary labors. We regret the loss of a saint and we, his companions in the novitiate, had predicted that he would edify the New World as he had edified the Old. But now he enjoys the sweet reward which he had valiantly gained and I trust that he will continue his apostolatc in our midst in sanctifying by the saintly memory of his deeds those of his brothers who arc still laboring here below.” A curious incident still vivid in the memory of his relatives may account for his sudden aspirations towards the New World. When Paul was still a student at the Seminary, a missionary priest from America paid a visit to the parish of Stecnwerck. Not being in a condition to offer hospitality to the stranger the good parish priest of the town conducted him to the home of the Dcthoor family. Mr. Dcthoor deemed it indeed an honor to receive in his house the missionary and forthwith offered him the room of his little Paul. On the morrow as the visitor was about to take leave of his host lie made the following statement: “Last night I prayed for your son Paul, and I asked God that Me would send him to America to replace me.” Fr. Dcthoor did go to America but whether he ever replaced in the course of his life the missionary cannot be ascertained as the name of the latter has been forgotten. The Reverend Prcvost, a White Father, whom Paul had known at Hazebrouck and who died shortly after in Africa, a victim of the climate, wrote to him one day: “Oh! if you knew what the Blacks arc!” To which Paul replied: “And if you knew what the Reds are!” Paul Dcthoor was about to complete his two years novitiate when Rev. Fr. Cataldo, then general Superior of the Rocky Mountain Missions arrived in France in search of recruits. His pleadings were so earnest that Fr. Cataldo accepted the young Jesuit as a future laborer in the distant fields of the Northwest. He bade farewell to his relatives at Stccn-werck and hastened to Havre from which port he was to sail for the United States. On reaching New York he received orders to start at once for the Jesuit house at Frederick, Maryland, where he arrived in the fall of 1885. His stay in Frederick was of short duration, for in 1887 we find him as a scholastic at St. Francis Regis Mission, Colville, engaged in an Indian boarding school as prefect of the boys. The urgent need of teachers for the Indian schools had necessitated this interruption in studies as a Jesuit, and it was not until 1889 that he returned east to Woodstock to complete his studies as a preparation for the priesthood. He was ordained in Spokane at the hands of Right Rev. K. Junger, D. I)., bishop of Nesqually, in November 1891. From this day Fr. Dcthoor began that ministry, so full of zeal and strenuous labours, among the Indians and Whites of Page seventy-six THE PALESTRA the Northwest, which marked him even among his own as a true apostle and self-sacrificing missionary. In the course of his labors he went from one district to another, visiting now a mining camp, now a distant settlement, always ready at the word of Superiors to undertake arduous journeys even at the risk of his own health. In 1895 we find him in Spokane, from which place he visited periodically the scattered Catholic population of the Oki-nagan valley. The next year lie was sent to Montana, where the little towns of Horse Plains, Kalini and Kootenay witnessed the first fruitsof his priestly ministry. To comply with a rule of the Society of Jesus, hr. Dethoor went to Florissant, Missouri, to make his third year probation, in the fall of 1898. The next year he returned to Spokane to occupy the chair of Philosophy at Gonzaga College. The impressions he has left on the students of that time were not merely those of an enthusiastic, capable teacher, but rather of an apostle full of zeal for souls so often manifested in his sermons before them. “When he spoke of the love of God in a sermon here in St. Aloysius Church,” writes one of his hearers, “he left a lasting impression on the students. When he said Mass he was all aglow at least spiritually, and when he genuflected at the consecration you would have thought that his knee should go crash down through the platform. He was ever ready with a great heart and a willing soul to do what was for our Lord in any way connected with the good of souls. He was withal a most amiable man to live with.” Father Dethoor was not destined to confine his zeal within the class-room. His superiors realized that a soul brimming over with energy should be given wider opportunities for bringing souls to God. In consequence the following years we find him again in various places throughout the Northwest doing parochial work, giving retreats to religious communities and to priests. Whether as director of retreats or as confessor for religious or seculars his spiritual counsel was eagerly sought after. During the many years of his ministry lie was ever the same self-sacrificing priest of God, forgetful of self and thoughtful of others. On being assigned to any particular ministry or locality he gave himself immediately and entirely to the work enjoined, receiving all things as from the hand of God for whom he had left all. If every man must have a hobby, then his was twofold; love and care of the poor, long and fervent prayer. In the ministry his first care was to seek out the lowly, and his deep spirit of piety and sincerity brought peace and happiness to many a cabin and hope to many an afflicted soul. The rich were neither despised nor neglected, and down in their hearts were the sentiments voiced by one of Seattle’s well-known physicians: “Father Dethoor was a true priest of God; all priest, ever and always; he was never on parade.” That he was a man of prayer is evinced by the fact that besides his hour’s meditation every morning before Mass he almost always managed to get in two other hours besides his Office. He was given, in fact, to prayer all day long, as you could easily sec when meeting him on the street—and yet, he always did a big day’s work. Most rigorous towards himself, he was kind and considerate towards others; and mere personal inconvenience never got any consideration when there was any hope of doing good. It often happened that retreats or triduums were asked of him at times when he was indisposed and suffering bodily pain. His only answer, as in all other things, was: “It's all right, if you say so,” and it was only by chance that any one ever Seattle College Annual Page seventy-seven knew what it cost him. There was only one limit to his .cal, physical endurance irrespective of feelings; the sole exception, he would never, under any pretext, sacrifice the priestly dignity to worldly show. In 1903 Father Dethoor was sent to Missoula, Montana, where he was employed in the parochial ministry. All, who came in contact with him there, tell the same story of self-forgetfulness and absolute unselfishness in the service of his Master. Seattle, however, was privileged more than any other place to benefit by the presence of his amiable and attractive personality. In 1906, his Provincial told him to prepare himself to go to the Queen City of the West. To Seattle he came and there, except for one year spent in San Jose, California, Father Dethoor labored the remainder of his apostolic life. The best example of his zeal for souls was the care with which he looked after the interests of the Immaculate school. His visits to the sick of the parish took up a great deal of his time, yet he was never known to slacken in his work of supervising the material as well as the spiritual improvement of the children. How pupils and teachers loved to see him enter the class-room and listen to his words of advice! In community life Fr. Dethoor was an example of deep humility and child-like obedience and those who have lived with him more intimately declare that a trait which they admired most in him was his loyalty and abiding love for the Society to which he belonged and a practical affection for its rules and constitutions. He was a true Jesuit. For years he had not been a well man, always suffering and at times intensely, yet he never complained and kept on steady at his work among the sick and the poor. About two months before his death he felt all in and went over to the Providence hospital to sec if anything could be done for hirfi. The doctors and the Sisters did all they could for him, but their care seemed powerless to effect a remedy; an experimental operation was decided on to find out definitely what the matter was, though the Sisters insisted that it must be cancer and perhaps something else as well. About the 13th of June they put him on the table and found cancer all over in an advanced stage together with gall-stones. Nothing could be done so they sewed him up again to await death within five months and perhaps two. Next day Fr. Provincial announced to him his condition and gave him all the sacraments. He was completely resigned to God’s will and did not have even a suggestion “of being spared for the greater good,” and with his old time spirit of piety and resignation began preparations for his “complete, dissolution” as he termed it. From this on he welcomed every visitor, asked for sacramental absolution at every visit and showed in everyway that he was well aware of his condition. Flis beads and the crucifix of his ows were his inseparable companions during those-days; though at times he seemed to give his attention to a small bouquet of flowers on the bureau, yet one would think it was always the crucifix on the wall that attracted him. The day after the operation he turned to a deep yellow color all over the body and this increased with time till he became of a dark green hue. He sank slowly but gradually till Thursday morning, July 13th, when a very decided falling away became manifest. Fr. Rector, Fr. Hayes and Fr. Brustcn were with him from 8:30 to 9:00 a. m., then Father Rector stayed, with a few of the Sisters — who always held him as a zealous priest and a devoted helpful friend. “1 repeated very abbreviated Acts of Faith, Hope and Charity,” says Fr. Rector, who remained with him till the last. I sug- Page seventy-eight THE PALESTRA gestcd to him acts 'of contrition and a few ejaculations every two minutes. The act of contrition was “0, my God. I am sorry for all my sins, forgive me.” At the words ‘forgive me he always even to the end, bowed his head deeply and at times grasped his crucifix. I le remained conscious to the end and gave no signs whatever of suffering; one hour before his death he had some difficulty to get air, motioned the Sisters aside and said, ‘more air,’ but this was the only sign of distress that he gave, and only for a few minutes. Ilalf an hour before the end he ordered the Sisters out of the room altogether, and would not even allow them to remain in the little corridor outside his room. 'Fen minutes later I told them to come in again and he paid no more attention to them. Shortly after the Sister in charge, (one just there to watch things closely and to stay with him to the end—a real expert) motioned to the other Sisters to kneel down, at the same time telling me to start the prayer for the dying. Just as I was finishing the prayers he went off quietly and peacefully, giving no signs of agony or struggle. As the prayers were finished the Sister said to me: ‘Father, you gave him the second absolution just as he was going.’ I had stopped the prayers to absolve him; the other absolution was given an hour and a half before. He died as he had lived and his history may be briefly written: ‘A piously sincere priest.’” R. I. P. Seattle College Annual Page seventy-nine !iiiiiti:iti:iii;iiE!iBiiQiiuiiuii[!ii(iiH!iutiuiRiiBi� iainiKiiiiiiitim: I!lltllllilirill!ID!llllinillDI “Imaripa of QDUten Sana” § From St. Mary’s Rectory, Pendleton, Ore., I'.dward H. Brown, S. J. writes an account full of interest to those who are anxious to know something about the beginnings of Seattle College. I am for some time ip. receipt of a kind invitation to contribute a paragraph to the article in the Palestra” for 1017 on “Memories of Olden Days.” Some personal recollections of the days spent at Seattle College” arc requested. Well, it was in August. 1000. that I began my work as Prefect of Studies and Discipline, and for four years, until my departure for Alaska. I remained at my post. “Corner Broadway and Madison.” as we used to call it. The little crowd of 50 or 00 boys, who began the year of 1000-01 were a lively set with only here and there a student amongst them. They were good at their games, especially rough and tumble football on the slope of the hillside down from Madison street. The hovs and girls of the Sisters School occupied one half of the block, their grounds facing on Madison street with their class building on the sharp corner of Madison and Tenth. One of the first moves was to get dear old Fr. Swcere's consent to destroy his flower garden in tile-middle of the block, to remove the trees and bushes and confine the Sisters’ charges to a smaller portion of the grounds, preparatory to their departure to St. Rose's Academy later. Then we constructed the basement gymnasium and built the old handball alley, all of which you can read about in the first College publication, the Seattle College Annual of June, 1002. — By June. 1902, the hard work of our little teaching corps and the good will of the boys had produced excellent results in the line of study. The attendance was excellent and the spirit of the boys something to be proud of. By June. 1000. the good Sisters of � hc Holy Names too were beginning to be satisfied with the improvement in their studies of the boys in their charge who were preparing to enter the Preparatory class of Seattle College. 1 remember well the discomfiture of the three unfortunates who failed to meet the Sisters’ requirements to receive the card that admitted to our lowest class at this time. The proper grading of the classes and the perfect training of the lower classes was one of our special objects of attention and how well this work was done later results showed. The class-banner and. the class-journal helped much to the success of our efforts. 1 keep a copy of the Seattle College Annual. June 1902, and now and then recall old memories by looking through its pages. 1 had to give Charlie Morris a good shake to get him in position for “The little crowd with which the year began.” (page 1). Pr. Sweere is not in the picture, but Brother Rogers is. There they are: Song Bob. who won the games for us; Frank, who could be depended on for a long hit (oh. the disappointment when two of them failed to win that mornitie game in the University grounds); Henry with his serious student look and ways, and John with his smile and joke; Albert, Mike and Ferdinand, who could play ball and a trick and who at times came to grief; John, whom we did not suspect of having his eve on anything but his book, and all the res' down the last row and Teddy with his tricks about the stove in the Gym. The picture of the church (the old Immaculate) page 10 recalls many memories: attentive crowds at mass and sermon, marriages, baptisms and funerals. Who can recall dear Fr. Sweere. standing before the Sacred Heart altar after the 8 o'clock mass quarterly for pew rent? Sincerclv vours, FD'WARD II. BROWN. S. J. Rev. Hugh Gallagher, writing from Santa Barbara, Cal., revives the memory of the “old spot” on Broadway in the following lines: (Fr. Gallagher took charge of the college as rector October 1b. 1907, and held his position till the fall of 1910. when he was removed to North Yakima, Wash.) Fr. Dillon had just finished repairs of buildings gutted by fire the previous May, when I took charge of the College. Br. Carignano had begun his artistic work of decorating the chapel and Mr. Moot' , was putting in the line altar, the gift of a great benefactor. We had a line hall under the chapel, where we gave receptions to Bishop O’Dca, when he came to bless the building and where the Alumni of the Jesuit Colleges used to hold their meetings. Soon the hall had to be made into two large airy class rooms while two new living rooms were completed on the first floor. Some friends graded the lo' and we soon had one of the best bail teams it) Page eighty THE PALESTRA town. The Orchestra was always held i: high esteem and reflected great credit on all connected with it. They were always on hand at the Elocution contests which drew ?. large and enthusiastic crowd to the Immaculate Church hall. It was the time of the rate war on the Sound, so our young men made frequent trips to British Columbia and other ports on the Sound. The ancient order of Hibernians, thanks to Mr. Coen, one of our first teachers, gave us a helping hand, while members of the Jesuit Colleges Alumni did all they could to aid the growing college. When we turned out our first graduates we could say that the college was at last firmly on its feet. Many projects were mooted to change location and put up a new building, but all came to naught. It is hard for me, a poor cripple and blind fellow, to write more. Yours sincerely, II. GALLAGHER, S. J. Under date of March 23d, Rev. Thomas Ncate writes from St. Andrew’s School, Pendleton, Ore.: ”1 just remember that I spent three or four very happy years in the Queen City in the olden days and often recall the pleasant times spent in wandering over the hills and the kind faces of the dear old boys at Seattle College. These, I suppose, have now passed to the estate of manhood. I lived under the genial regime of Fr. Adrian Swccrc. 1 would not like to mention any of the old friends unless I mentioned them all. And the happy days memory recalls fill one too full for utterance. Since that time streets have been changed, trees felled and hills washed down and removed so that, were 1 to visit again the old familiar scenes 1 would hardly be able to recognize them. Frs. Corblcy and Mul-conry gave a mission one year and organized the Sodality for the young men and I was the first director. Some of my happy thoughts are of the Sodality which met often. May the Sodality flourish forever. Since that time my constant intercourse with the Indians have changed my ways of thinking. The picturesque tepee or the noisy sports of the Roundup” take the place of Madrona Park Band and the steamers swiftly gliding over the waters of Puget Sound, and instead of the white-faced boys. I am surrounded with black-evcd, raven-haired, red-faced urchins, reminding one of the cosmopolitan character of Holy Church, whose work we arc engaged in. Yours verv sincerely, THOS. M. NEATE, S. J. It is from far away Montreal, on the banks of St. Lawrence, that Mr. Walter Fitzgerald writes the following impressions on the days he spent at Seattle College: Your recent letter from the metropolis of the “Evergreen” Slate brought back my thoughts for the moment from the ice-bound shores of the St. Lawrence to the old familiar spot on Broadway and Madison. However, in answer to your request for some reminiscences of the past, i was on the point of writing that the memory of those pleasant years 190(5-9 had quietly embarked on the river Lethe and was now hidden away in the obscure valleys of oblivion; but on turning over the pages of an old Seattle College catalogue and seeing there the names. Ford, Ryan, Concannon, Reynolds, Kelly, et. al.. recollections of former events, that I thought had passed out of my memory, took form and came forth from the shadows of forgetfulness. mong the happy remembrances of those days that may be of interest to the present generation, one could call to mind the great reorganization of the Sodalities of the B. V. M.. and the consequent increase in devotion to the Immaculate Mother. Then, too. as a proof of the Seattle College students proficiency in the histrionic art, mention has only to be made of the successful staging of such masterpieces in drama as Elma,” King Saul ’ and “Julius Caesar. In the latter play Mr. Carl Reynolds by his masterful handling of the difficult role of Anthony so charmed his large and appreciative audience that he was recalled a dozen times before the foot-lights to receive an enthusiastic and well-merited ovation. Again, in the National game. Father Kenney’s Collegians were known as one of the best amateur teams of the city, and many a doughty wicldcr of the willow would show evident signs of nervousness when stepping up before the famous S. C. battery, Molloy and McDonough. One could truly sav in the words of Mr. Dooley: “Thim wer’ the days.” But it is of another phase of College activities that I would make special mention in these few lines, namely that of the department of Music. On glancing over a recent issue of the Catholic N. W. Progress (that excellent Catholic paper whose equal is not to be found from Washington to Florida and whose editor, Mr. E. Coen, is an old Seattle College Professor) I was pleased to note the recent successes scored by the S. C. Glee Club and Orchestra. The organization of the Glee Club is a progressive step in this department, and its reappearance on several occasions shows that it has come to stay. Hence, I feel sure that the present members crowned, as they are. with their recent laurels, will not begrudge a word of praise to the musicians “of the days of yore.” The orchestra at that time ranked among its twenty-one members such artists as Ernest Gill. Seattle’s phenomenal boy violinist. Charles Shannon. leading cornet and W. Waubranshck. solo clarinet. The other members knew how to harmonize their various parts in such manner that under the leadership of their energetic and devoted director their proficiency in the Orphean Art drew recognition from all quarters. But one may ask. who was this able and magnetic leader? In reply I would say that when the pictures of those who have deserved well of Seattle College will be placed in its Hall of Fame, a prominent place should be given to that of Professor Alfred Lucbcn. For almost a score of years Prof. Lucbcn was instructor in this department. He was also the director of the Boys’ Church Choir of over seventy voices, whose exquisite singing lent solemnity and devotion to the Seattle College Annual Page eighty-one services at the Immaculate Conception Church on Broadway. But enough of the past, lest I be styled a “Laudator temporis acti.” If I have withdrawn the curtain from before the scenes of ten years ago, it was only for the purpose that the students of today may receive inspiration and courage to carry into practice their high ideals, to keep up the old traditions of the past, and to cultivate more and more that loyal, enthusiastic college spirit for which the boys of the olden days as well as the present collegians arc so distinguished. Wishing you, Rev. Father, and the able staff of editors all success in the forthcoming edition of the Palestra, I am. Yours sincerely in Domino, WALTER J. FITZGERALD, S. J. Two of our former professors, making their studies at Woodstock, Maryland, in preparation for their ordination to the priesthood, which will take place next June, have kept a fond memory of Seattle College. Mr. P. Halpin, S. J., writes: As a glance at the college records will show. May 1st, 1907, was a notable date in the annals of Seattle College. On that occasion occurred the disastrous fire which, for a brief time at least, interrupted the usual routine of class work. When I went to Seattle in the August of that year, evidences of the lire were still apparent. For some weeks after the opening in September, class was held in the present Administration Building, and one could not fail to be impressed by the spirit of loyalty and devoted-ncss manifested by both professors and students alike. Until such as the present building was completely renovated, we could truly be said to labor under great difficulties, but the genuine college spirit of our boys asserted itself and overcame all difficulties. This same good will and interest in every branch of college activity was no less observable among the bovs during mv second period of teaching at the College. (1911-14.) “May this good spirit be always characteristic of our students in the future as it has been in the past. Assured of the hearty co-operation of pupils and professors the students of our college will be able to bring about healthy development of character and lay the foundation of a true Christian education. “ “Shortly after my arrival in Seattle, says Mr. D. Stack, S. j., “that is in 1907. 1 was much impressed by the spirit of the people of Seattle. This spirit has aided them in laying the foundations of a ‘New York’ of the Pacific, on the shores of Puget Sound. The ‘Seattle spirit,’ as it is called, is something unique and is not confined to the grown-up members of the community but is also manifested by the younger generations. Consequently, it appears in every form of students’ activity. But when this spirit is tempered with motives of religion we may readily judge what a glorious future there is for the Church once Catholic education gets a foothold. During the years that Seattle College has met with reverses the students have shown this spirit not only in the class-room and athletic field by their application and endurance, but also on all occasions by their loyalty and uprightness. When Seattle College has graduated a goodly number of this calibre of men, what influence may we not expect they will wield. ” We are indebted to Mr. Cyril Fairhurst, A. B., of the firm of Love-Warrcn-Monroe, for an account of the fire, which destroyed property valued at 810,000 at Seattle College, May 1, 1907. If the lapse of nearly fifteen years entitle one to the name of ‘old’ student, 1 am one. On the other hand the numerous changes of time, conditions and circumstances wrought by passing time tend to a greater or less extent to enshroud the once vivid memories in a curtain of uncertainty as to time and date. Asking indulgence along this line I shall endeavor to conjure from the moulding past a few bright spots. I entered Seattle College in the fall of 1903. At that time Rev. Father Swccrc was president and Rev. Father Ed. Brown was prefect of discipline. Mr. Fred Cramer was professor of 2d prep, and under this triumvirate my life as a Jesuit student commenced. It pursued the course through the preparatory and academic departments, through the rectorship of Fathers Swccrc, Moskopp, Dillon and Gallagher and concluded in the fall of 1909. During those six years the vista memory presents is one of unclouded contentment. I do not wish you to believe that at the time everything seemed rosy. Paper was considerably cheaper then than it is now and probably pencils just as numerous. As to prefects, 1 shall not attempt to compare them, but memory very vividly recalls the frequent meeting of paper and pencil for the purpose of transcribing the most densely crowded pages of history. But Time, the mighty leveler, has smoothed the “bumps,” has obliterated the “jugs” and leaves the picture one of manifold pleasure. I know the students of today will read this and classify it as we all used to do, the ravings of an old boy. But I firmly believe the great majority of old students will bear me out in this statement that no happier, no more loyal and enthusiastic group of students ever attended a college than those whose college life entwined the years mentioned above. Space prevents me detailing the names, places and successes of the old plays such as “The Christian,” “The Druid,” “Julius Caesar,” “King Saul,” in the heavier vein and numerous lighter productions. 'Flic most vivid recollection undoubtedly is the fire of May 1st, 1907. At that time 1 was in 2nd Academic, which was located where the Father’s recreation room is now. Mr. Wm. Smith (now Father Smith, S. J.) was professor of all studies save mathematics, and Father Wcibcl taught that branch from 9:30 a. m. to 10:30 a. m., at which Page eighty-two THE PALESTRA hour morning recess was called. In those days a blind furnace flue entered the room through the high northeast corner. It was in the proximity of 10 o’clock that the attention of both Father Wcibcl and class was drawn to a slight puff of smoke entering the room through this flue. At first no more than passing notice was given to it. but probably three or four minutes later it was followed by another such. Class kept on until shortly after Father Rector (Dillon) called Father Wcibcl into the hall. Although about twenty minutes before schedule for recess the bell was sounded and all classes marched into the yard in perfect order. Not until all classes were in the yard did they know the entire upper story, then the Church of the Immaculate Conception, was a seething, roaring mass of flame. The students of the lower classes were dismissed from the yard and the work of saving all possible began. First an attempt was made to enter the sanctuary of the Church through the sacristy, but as the fire started behind the main altar all effort was overcome by the dense volume of smoke which poured in through the door and added to this the intense heat. Whilst some were removing from the sacristy all the sacred vessels and vestments, others were carrying out from the lower floor the Fathers’ library and still others the students library. The fire department poured water from many lines into the roof of the building till well on to three-thirty or four p. m. The result was that the main floor and more especially the kitchen floors presented small lakes. To my most conservative recollection at about five p. m. the water in the kitchen hallway stood about five inches. When from time to time the daily press brings to our notice some harrowing tale of school-fire, death and desolation, memory recalls that famous May 1st, and saner judgment does honor to the ability, discretion and wonderful control of those men who handled a serious situation in a wonderful, masterly manner. Though smoke was noticeable in the hall wavs and in the upper class rooms, those teachers, prefects and students handled themselves in a manner that will forever do them honor. Before closing an added word of praise for those same men who provided in about four or five days another school house will not be misplaced. The administration building (for such was the green wooden structure styled in those days) was made to accommodate all the students of the former building, most of the teachers, the people of the parish it served as a church. Despite these very cramped and crowded conditions college life pursued the even tenure of its way and probably was more enjoyable than before for it was combatting exceptional conditions. Although time has scattered the students of former years still chance (if such there be) brings them to meet at different times and under diverse circumstances, but Seattle College can glory in the fact that her old “bunch” arc a mighty loyal, true-blue “bunch,” that they are with her in all she undertakes, arc behind her in all she initiates, arc her sons first and last. Yours truly, CYRIL FAIRHURST, A. B. Seattle College Alumni and present students will be pleased to read the following lines from George Marshall, now studying Medicine at Creighton University, Omaha, Neb.: Many of my dearest and most deeply felt memories are grouped about the associations of the happy days which I spent at Seattle College. The once well-remembered faces of those dear Fathers who taught us—time has obliterated, but that keen sense of gratitude stored deeply in the hearts of our Alumni, will hold them in loving remembrance for the noble things they did without the slightest thought of compensation. The little school on Broadway, with its splendid course of studies, constructs as it were a foundation upon which one’s moral and material success depends. Doubtless some students grow faint-hearted and leave college, or will accomplish so little that there is no excuse for their remaining in school, but the vast majority of students will find their stay in college distinctly profitable. Though the class of To is greatly disseminated, I am sure, but my recalling those happy academic days, associated with sorrows and joys alike, that we will hold an enviable place in our hearts for our Alma Mater and her Founders. GF.O. R. MARSHALL. Our energetic football coach, Charles Moriarty, A. B., writes with fond recollections the following lines: Your kind request reached me some time ago. but as you know even the time of the student is not his own and the days fly by on wings and so 1 have delayed until now to answer you. It is just ten years since I, a freckled faced midget, entered the doors of Seattle College to begin my training. I recall as clearly as yesterday Father Wcibel’s kindly welcome and encouraging manner as I told him I wanted to register and the regard that was then kindled for him in my mind has not ceased as the years flew by. and through sunshine and sorrow I grew to know him and love him and though it was my pleasure to have him as my major professor at our sister institution Gon .aga University in my senior year there I do not think that his methods of discipline or thoroughness changed one whit from the days when I as a small urchin memorized “Hiawatha for a month to atone for my ambitions to display my pugilistic prowess on one of my fellow students back of the old St. Rose's Academy. For the lessons he taught me then and later I shall always be deeply grateful and for the training I received from Father Kinney, Father Kielcy. Mr. MacAstocker, Mr. Spacck and Father Taylor 1 can only say that I hope to reflect some of their strength, piety and learning in my life work. And though I have had the privilege of returning to College to teach some of the “young idea how to shoot along athletic lines ana their Seattle College Annual Page eighty-three willingness and good sportmanship have amply repaid my efforts, my memories of Seattle College will always first suggest those days when covered with mud and full of boyish pep we played and studied as only Prep. Yours ever, CHAS. P. MORI ARTY It is very refreshing to notice the amount of appreciation contained in the following words written by Aimar Auzias de Turenne: Nine long years have passed since 1 left Seattle College—nine years—and during that time I have been around the world a great deal, i have seen many things and done so many others. Despite all this, despite all the varied happenings which have come across my path of life, I have always remembered Seattle (College. Four full years did I spend at the school, and during those years. I must say with gratitude, that 1 received at the hands of the Jesuit Fathers an education, which has laid foundations such as to leave an indelible impression and character for all times. Among the varied incidents which happened during my time at the College 1 wish to mention the f� racticc then in vogue of holding yearly a “Field )ay.” It was a day of general holiday and everything was done to make it a success. The students generally met in some ball park of the city where the “Field Day” was held. Vc took part in all sorts of athletic sports and races and the close was crowned with an exciting baseball game. The latter aroused great enthusiasm and interest among the students. Handsome prizes were awarded the winners. 1 still keep in my possession two fine silver cups won at such college activity. One of these was the first ever presented to the institution and consequently was the cause of very keen competition. Those were happy days indeed, which may appear verv far in the distance of the past, but as I have said before, those days have left on me a lasting impression never to be forgotten. Yours sincerely, AIMAR AUZIAS DE TURENNE. From the Jesuit Novitiate in Los Gatos, John Dougherty, a graduate of the class ’15 sends the following letter: I am getting along fine here since my arrival at Los Gatos. The novitiate is just like home now. 1 trust that there will be some new recruit from Seattle College this year. Hr. Crowley says he expects one or two. There is no event in my estimation that has done more to promote and awaken athletic spirit at the College than that which occurred in 1908. The University had assembled a brilliant band of ball layers and with them had toured the United tates to advertise the A-Y-P-E. This tour was a great success, the team winning more than half of the games played with some of the best colleges of the East. After their return to the city the college boys challenged them to a game for the championship of the city. The challenge was accepted and one Friday afternoon the College team journeyed to the “U. of V.” campus. It was an exciting game. We defeated them, to the surprise and wonder of the city baseba'l fans, by the score of 8 to 1. Wishing the staff of the Palestra success in the production of the 1917 number, I remain. Sincerely yours, JOHN DOUGHERTY, N. S. J. iHg SmiUwtimts of f5 ?attlr (Eflllrgr BY CYRIL A. PEERENBOOM,, A. B. The term during which we made the acquaintance of Rev. F. Taylor and of Latin Language and Literature seems to have left more, perhaps, in a way of pleasant recollections than any other. The reason therefor is difficult to determine. Surely the term was no easier than any other as far as study was concerned. As Sophomores, we staggered to and from school just as heavily laden with text books and just as discouragingly oppressed with home work as during any other term. There were doubtless many times when a long guzzling draught of the waters of Lethe would have been accepted with eagerness. And vet the Sophomore year stands out from the rest as having been more pleasant! Some consideration has led me to suspect that whatever of merit the term may have possessed was due to its having been entirely free from all taint of higher mathematics—a blessing indeed! True, we had Trignomctry, but after the first encounter Trig is discovered to be a fraud. It is merely arithmetic with an aristocratic title and terrifies only when unknown. It calls for occasional, most delightful surveying tours to large and bushy pasturages bordering Lake Washington. It is, therefore, far superior to Calculus and such like, that offer only momentary and precarious excursions into slumber-land. I remember the surveying tours we undertook quite well, the most pleasant memory being a picture of John Earles toting the transit. Earles had seen a party of engineers at work one time, and was, therefore, an authority on the care of transits. He was the only one consistently wrong in his calculations. In additon to this freedom from Higher Math, we had another reason for finding school life some- Page eighty-four THE PALESTRA what less of a bore. As mentioned above, it was during our term as Sophs, that we made the acquaintance of Rev. Fr. Taylor, a specialist in Latin, Language and Literature. Me ran considerably to Oratory also, with French and Greek thrown in as fillers, but was in the main, more concerned with L. L. and L. than anything else in the whole of “this great wide mundane sphere.” Soon our vocabularies commenced to grow, and an interest began to be manifested in the subjects at hand— to-wit. Latin and Latinitv. We mastered the Accusative with the Infinitive, after a stormy two weeks that left the blackboard rather badly wrecked and then betook ourselves to consideration of the highly classical and occasionally intellectual Carmen 1 of Horace. The day that we first opened our “Odes and harkened to F. Taylor feelingly pronounced the opening line “Maccnas aiavis edite regibus” marked a turning point in our careers as Sophomores. The graceful optimism of the Roman poet seemed to establish warmishness in the professor’s treatment of us which had not been apparent before. Instead of suffering the ignominy of being treed by questions classes three years behind us were answering fluently—knowledge of these matters was presupposed—and we all splashed forth into the uncertain sea of classicism. The excuse that has maintained Latin, Greek and such like in colleges and secondary schools for some hundreds of years is known to practically everyone. Study of these subjects is supposed to work a sort of refining process in the brain cells so that after a time a higher strain is evolved. The sluggish, corpulent cell is replaced by a wiry, energetic and efficient one that rustles around inside, turning out ideas with machine-gun-like precision and swiftness. This process completed, the individual is classi(c)fied for life. Something of this sort seemed actually to occur in the case of that noble bunch composing the Sophomore class of 1912-13. The genial nonsense that the poet Horace offered our sluggish mental digestions acted as a regular peptogen. Of course, much depended on the administration of the tonic the famous “Lydia die” ode would have been tame and tasteless if poured out in less lavish doses than those administered by Rev. Taylor. It needed his majestic utterance, his well-acted and well-illustrated delivery to excite us to a mood that might be called receptive. Otherwise “per omnes tc dcot oro might never have meant more to us than it did to a scout named Vincent T. Vin translated the foregoing:—“for you. all the days I pray” to the definite disgust of the professor and the no small amusement of the rest of us. The translation would have passed as genuine with certain Sophs, not already posted by communication with a cheval but as soon as its counterfeit nature was discovered by the chair, all wisely portrayed surpassing amusement. As though hilarious at such egregious blunder, the class laughed the poor unfortunate to scorn. This was supposed to create a favorable impression, one of self-confidence, self-security. and superior wisdom. But if the professor’s ordinary grandeur aided in the acquiring of a taste for the “criminosis iambis” how much more effective the eloquence that rolled and echoed through the classroom on occasions like that just mentioned. His was either a courageous or a calloused spirit indeed who, foreseeing such incidents, failed at least to attempt avoiding them. We had one young hopeful in our midst who seemed to merit the name only through the possession of an overpowering ambition to avoid work. He labored not neither did he spin, and it took the professor iust about two recitations to classify and card index him thoroughly. In succeeding recitations lie was mostly the silent partner, so to speak. The professor did the reciting—in good old Anglo Saxon elaborated and reinforced by all the Hellenic, Latin and Gallic derivatives at his command. The theme was one most personal to the scholar—decidedly so. For a time lie exhibited callousness. During post mortem sessions held in the Southwest corner of the Administration Building basement—smoking being forbidden by the faculty—no one appeared so amused at the young man’s absolutely rotten chances as did the youth himself. However, after a time, either his hide wore thin or new tactics adopted by the professor proved more effective, for he suddenly decided to emulate the illustrious example of “Fidus Achates.” and such like major luminaries. He swore by the flowing locks of great and glorious Papa Jupiter that he would bend all his energies toward acquiring a “stand in.” The following morning he appeared “clothed with complacency as with a garment,” a bored, languid sort of complacency which, being his usual cloak, attracted no extra attention. The day’s session began at nine. After a half hour of task, correcting the “Odes” came to the front. Following his usual custom, Fr. Taylor, after inquiring what lesson he had assigned for the day, proceeded to read the Latin to us with skillful emphasis, perfect pronunciation and great gusto. At such times it was plainer than at any other, that no reason, however well founded, could ever explain to him an antipathy for Latin. The professor could not understand why Latin was not the language of the day, why every one didn’t learn it. why so few did. As said before, such sublime confidence and belief in the worth of a thing could not fail to be contagious. It actually made us feel that the glorious old classics weren’t such glorious old frauds as they appeared. The professor requested our youth to read and translate Ode V. That individual cleared his throat, squared his shoulders and commenced. He read the Latin calmly and unfeelingly just as he had manv mornings before. The professor listened. “Quis multa gracilis tc pucr in rosa perfusus liq-uidis urget odoribus, etc.,” read the young man. Then with what he considered just the proper amount of hesitation and frowning attention to the task before him, he proceeded to uncork the following: “What graceful youth bedewed with liquid perfumes wooes thee, O Pvrrha, in the shady grot amid a profusion of roses. For whom dost thou bind thy golden locks plain in their neatness..” Here an interruption occurred. Someone sniggered. The translator was at once undone. The coarse and mocking laugh that at once arose, confused him. Inquisition methods then brought Seattle College Annual Page eighty-five to Sight this interesting information:—perfusus— profusion, grato—grotto and urge I—“Aw shucks, I don’t know.” The memory of this occasion doubtless remains clear in the mind of every member of the class, (possibly excepting Marshall who was probably absent.) For excitement and so forth it was paralleled by only two other events, one of which was the time when Vincent T. (supposedly) wrote a metrical translation in which “lowering clouds” were a feature. To the teacher and class as well, the verses seemed too polished, too large in thought to emanate from a “bean” which had hitherto produced nothing above .22 calibre. Explanation of “lowering” was called for. The answer, “well, clouds that arc kind of low down,” aroused much merriment. The other occasion was the historic discovery of the “daily egg” by I. Glass. The Professor has just completed an exhaustive dissertation on accusatives. “The hen lays daily. Glass, what docs she lay” he asked cooingly. “Daily,” prompt- ly responded that bright light, thereby laying the foundation of a lasting distaste for eggs—daily or otherwise. Nevertheless, 1 am inclined to believe our translator might have pulled through had no one laughed. That was what ruined him. The sheer audacity of his recitation would have charmed the professor— how could lie have resisted the compelling influence of those lofty phrases' By the time the translator reached the conclusion of his borrowed translation (we learned it immeasurably surpassed the beginning) the professor would have been comfortably asleep. As it was, that laugh broke the spell. Who was the guilty one? Surely no great effort is necessary to guess his identity. The laugh that nipped the translator’s incipient classicism in the bud emanated from our good friend, Fidus Achates—faithful old mathematician. Bill Mayer. Respectfully yours, CYRIL A. PEE REN BOOM, A. B. g mnp ImuttHmurrii of QSHftett Sap BY REV. THEODORE M. RYAN, ’09 Reminiscences of olden days”!! In the first place I must acknowledge that the request of the Reverend Moderator of the “Palestra” of me to pen a few memories of olden days at Seattle College caused me to examine my rapidly increasing gray hairs to sec if it could be possible that I am getting so far along in years as to be writing “memoirs!” Sad, but only too true—a moment’s reflection brought to light the fact that eight years have passed since “Wc Three,” “J. C.” Ford,’ “Johnny” Concannon and “Indignus Ego” went forth in June, 1909, to do battle with the world armed with the first “B. A.’s” of SEATTLE COLLEGE. Looking back today at those nine years spent at Seattle College, I find the task of reminiscence no easy one. Amid so many events that came to pass during those years—pleasant and others not quite so pleasant, wise and otherwise—it is difficult for me to choose any particular ones that might be of interest to the readers of the “Palestra.” However, 1 shall try. Among the memories that come under the heading of “Pleasant Ones” is that of dear old Father Brogan, the now worthy President of Gon-zaga University and sometime professor of Trigonometry at Seattle College. The most pleasant recollections that I have of Seattle College are woven around the days spent under the tutelage of the Very Reverend James J. Brogan. In or out of the class, working “logarithms” or setting up the tripod” to reckon the height of Mt. Tacoma, the memory of Father Brogan will be cherished. And now for “less pleasant” memories or perhaps better, “painfully pleasant” ones. Wc three, Ford, Concannon and myself composed the class of Chemistry. We had advanced to that particular knowledge concerning the necessity of oxygen to sustain life. Mr. Avery in his book on “Chemistry” had laid down the assertion that there could be no life where there was no “air.” The oxygen in the air furnishing etc., etc. Now, not that there we three would doubt the veracity of the author of our text book, but there being no teacher half so good as Experience herself, wc decided to test in a practical way the necessity of air for animal life. In the laboratory was an “air-pump.” So far so good! It fell to the lot of “J. C.” to produce some kind of “life,” which the now Mgr. of the Cascade Coal Company did in the shape of a mouse. The “experiment” not being duly recognized by our professor in Chemistry it was necessary to seek time out of class, so accordingly during the lunch hour wc repaired to the “lab,” the mouse safely enclosed in a Lipton’s tea can. A difficulty, which later on brought on disaster at once presented itself. “How to get Mr. Mouse out of the tea can and under the glass ‘bell-jar’?” was a task wc had not considered. Counsel was taken! The following plan devised. Ford was to hold the big “bell-jar” and the writer was to uncover the tea can and deftly toss the mouse into the upturned future vacuum. Being members of the ball team and quite adept at throwing and catching there was no reason why the plan should not have worked. BUT—wc did not allow for the activities of the mouse. No sooner had I taken off the lid of the can than the mouse sprang from its enforced prison and straight at the sternly set jaw of one J. C.” Ford. Now Ford is not a “slacker.” his worst enemy would never accuse him of anything verging on femininity. But, “a flying mouse” was something he had never heard of, much less seen, and taken unaware he made one frantic effort to stave off personal disaster and dropped the glass bell-jar to the floor!! The crash could be heard a block away and brought to the scene the Rev. Geo. Wcibcl, Prefect of Discipline. Now anyone who knows the present Pastor of St. Leo’s in Tacoma, knows too the ability of that Reverend gentleman to do justice to the duties of Prefect on such occasions. Well, it cost us live dollars apiece for breaking the “jar and fifty lines of Horace’s “Ars poctica” for breaking the rules of S. C. But over all in the words of the poet, “Ah, happy days, who once more would not be a boy.” RKV. JOSKPH TOMKINS, S. J. President of Seattle College Seattle College Annual Page eighty-seven Steptunt to tiff ffrpmfcttt of Prattle (Enllrgr (Du tltr (Drraainn nf ffiia Jlatrnnal 3Fraal fflarrlf ID. 1 air The students of Seattle College met in the Assembly Hall, Friday afternoon, March 16, to tender a reception to our President on the occasion of his feast day. Fr. Tomkin is well known to us by this time, having guided the destinies of the College for the last three years. He has shared with us all the joys and sorrows of college life and the classes of the college were anxious to find an opportunity to express their gratitude to him for all his labors in behalf of their spiritual and intellectual progress. The program: PROGRAM The Maple Leaf, March - Address of Welcome -“Go to Joseph'' Poem - “When You and I Were Young Campus Echoes ----- “ Ad Multos Annas” - - - - - Sounds from Erin, Selection - “Erin's Flag,''Recitation - Bohemian Girl, Selection - - - - “Long May It Wave, Recitation - “O'Donnell Aboo, Chorus The Spell of Old S. C., Poem “The Song My Mother Used to Sing, Focal Solo Irish Life, Selection - College Orchestra R. Coughlin, ’17 R. Nbilan, T8 - College Glee Club G. McAteer, T9 G. Patten, ’20 College Orchestra M. Pecarovich, IV. High College Orchestra T. Donahue, 111. High College Glee Club - H. Callaghan, II. High Howard Mooney, I. High College Orchestra Page eighty-eight THE PALESTRA Appleton, Wis., March 31, 1917. Dear Editor: The news that the 1917 Palestra was to have a department devoted exclusively to alumni—“professional” as well as otherwise—was very gratifying. Such department should go a long way toward preserving the admirable discipline and close attention to study that prevailed in years past. What I mean to say is that those fortunate ones who arc yet restrained by their Alma Mater’s apron strings cannot but be edified by reading of the exploits of those who went before. Added to this an article in our college periodical concerned with “Memories of the Old Days,” being of common interest will serve to unite the alumni more closely. It is my opinion that certain of the alumni need uniting rather badly. For example, the class of 1915. At one time or other in the dim, dark past, the class was inspired to select “Fidclitas” as its motto, which word, if my knowledge of Latin be trustworthy, connotes “faithfulness, “fidelity,” a “rally-round-the-flag-boys sort of loyalty,” applying in this case to class and school. When graduating, one of the “loyal ones” selected the motto as title and topic for his oration. Me labored hard and long, and, I was informed, turned out a creditable discourse. The arrangement of the program was regrettable, however. While the discussion was in process his mates were anxiously awaiting each his own turn, and so mentally engaged with more weighty problems than those propounded (and explained) by the advocate of fidelity. Had the “Ethics of War” been determined before this speech, the Socialistic edifice overthrown and the quarrels of Capital and Labor adjusted, it is likely the several graduates would have harkened to the talk on loyalty with more attentive ears. The foregoing is not a thesis I should strongly uphold, however, this for the reason that adverse proof readily suggests itself. The “faithful one” appears to have had dealings with Fidclitas in more than one way. His professor of Latin language and Literature in Sophomore year, on several occasions called him “Fidus Achates” —whether in sarcasm I am unable to say. The fact that “loyalty incarnate” communicated with one of his more remotely situated classmates not once during the past year argues rather strongly for the supposition that the “Fidus” part of the Achates title was bestowed in pure sarcasm and that the speech itself was a hoax entirely. But for that matter, the person of whom we write was probably no worse offender than any of the others for all have fully-equalled his shameful record. The above has been offered wholly by way of illustrating the need for something to unite the alumni more closely. Doubtless Seattle College Annual Page eighty-nine this new department will fulfill the function of unifier most satisfactorily. It will recall to memory old scenes and events almost forgotten and is it not a fact that nothing succeeds so well in stirring up the reminiscent faculty as the hearing of reminiscences. A chap who may be a perfect clam at other times will forget his clamish habits and wax enthusiastic when tales of former activities are in progress. He, himself, may even contribute, and the re- sult is sometimes considerably worth while. In just this way, a few stories of former days at S. C. may induce certain individuals of the class of 1915 to devote a little more time and care to keeping in touch with their classmates. “Fidus Achates” for one, may decide that his duties to his brethren ought not be forgotten, and mayhap the brethren will realize their obligations also. Yours ever, Cyril A. Peerenboom, A. B. Page ninety THE PALESTRA Utatral (Club LAWRENCE HENEY, S. J. FRANCIS MENAGER, S. J. Orchestra Director Glee Club Director ORCHESTRA ORCHESTRA PI ;RSONN EL First Violin Michael Earles Edward Hart Vance Moriarty Skcond Violin Donald McKay Nich. Pecarovich Corn et Mr. Frank Mcnager, S. J. French Horn Raymond Kelly Trombone Fred Reilly Cello Michael Pecarovich Dki'ms, Bells, etc. Leo Barton Bass Frank Lynch Piano Mr. Lawrence Henev, S. J. Seattle College Annual Page ninety-one (El?r (EUtfa GLEE CLUB PERSONNEL First Tenors Fred Reilly Ray Beezer Vincent McGee James Hay First Basses Roger Coughlin Michael Pccarovich Frank Lynch Frank Mcnnc Donald McKay Second Tenors Frank Needles Edward Hart Joseph Mootz Joseph Muche Second Basses Leo Barton Robert Neilan Thomas Earles Elmer Kid well Page ninety-two THE PALESTRA (Sty? Amuial (Emtrrrt THE initial appearance of the combined Orchestra and Glee Club proved to be a decided success, if the appreciation of the audience counts for anything. The close attention to each number and the enthusiastic applause which followed was an incentive to the young performers to put forth their very-best efforts to the close of the program. The precaution taken in allowing no encores, except. in the case of the professional artists, secured the pleasing feature of reasonable brevity. The presence of the well-known, soloists, Mrs. Joseph R. Manning and Mr. George Russell, gave a tone to the performance which was duly appreciated by the lovers of music. Both numbers as also the encores were well received by the visitors. The orchestra, under the direction of Mr. L. J. lleney, S. J., has set a new standard for itself. The general verdict of the patrons and patronesses of the concert is that the entire performance was quite beyond the standard of ordinary school music. The selections from “Tannhauser,” “II Trova-tore, “William Tell,” “Faust” and “Martha” made the concert truly representative of the high efficiency which the musicians have attained this year. The execution of such difficult pieces by the two best representative violinists of the institution, M. Earles and E. Hart, re- spectively, requires no comment as their ability is too well known. The Glee Club, directed by Mr. F. Mcn-ager, S. J., aided greatly in making the concert a success. The following numbers are worthy of special mention: “Don’t you cry, Ma Honey,” sung by L. Barton; a vocal quartet, “Fishing;” “Until the Dawn,” a four-part chorus. A special word of thanks is due Miss Catherine Earles who so kindly accepted the invitation to accompany the college musicians. 'Fhe unstinted praise given the Orchestra and (dec Club on the occasion of this concert secure for them later engagements. Flic Orchestra was engaged by the committee of the “Big Rally” of all the Holy-Name Societies which was held in the Knights of Columbus Hall on March 11th. Fhe Glee Club took part in the Robert Emmet celebration which was held in the A. O. H. hall on Sunday, March 4th. The members of the Orchestra and Glee Clubs are grateful to their patrons and friends for the grand moral support accorded them but still more for the substantial and material aid which has enabled them to secure a newer and better piano in their music hall. The following program was rendered on the occasion of the Grand Concert in the Holy Names Auditorium, Monday evening, Feb. 19th. Seattle College Annual Page ninety-three Program “Naval Militia”........................ “Tannhauser” Selection - Orchestra “The Sailor Song”—Three Part Chorus Glee Club “II Trovatore”—Selection - Orchestra “Don’t You Cry, Ma Honey” Vocal Solo L. Barton “Les Adieux”—Melodie, Violin Solo “Forbidden Music” Vocal Solo Mrs. J. R. Manning “William Tell”—Selection Mackie-Beyer - IVagjier S. Glove Verdi - A. IV. Noll Pablo de Sarasate K. Hart F. Gastaldon Accompanist Madam M. L. Clary Rossini Orchestra “Bendemeer Stream”—Four Part Chorus - Moore-Parks Glee Club “Serenade”—Violin Solo - -- -- -- - Drdla M. Earles “Bird Song”—Vocal Solo......................................Leoncavallo Mrs. G. F. Russell Accompanist Madam H. M. Hug “Faust”—Selection - -- -- -- - Gounod Orchestra “Fishing”—Vocal Quartette ------ First Tenor, E. Hart Second Tenor, J. Muehe First Bass, R. Coughlin Second Bass, R. Xbilan “Serenade”—Violin Duet ------ E. Hart M. Earles “Whispering Hope”—Vocal Duet ------ F. Riley L. Barton “Martha”- -Selection Orchestra “Until the Dawn”—Four Part Chorus Glee Club Parks Schubert-Liszt Hawthorne - Floto - Parks “College Life —March Orchestra Henry Frantzen DIRECTORS Glee Club, Mr. F. Menager, S. J. Orchestra, Mr. L. J. Heney, S. J. Accompanist, Miss Catherine Earles Page ninety-four THE PALESTRA Captain Thomas Donahue. Left Half Fred Riley Left End Frank Needles. Left Tackle Leo Barton ... Left Guard Michael Pecarovich Center James Me A tee r Allen Haughian Don. Carroll Ray Bce .er James Needles.. George . 1 cA teer. ............Fullback Right Guard Right Tackle Right End ...Right Half ......Quarter Jfmitball (fiamrs W hen September came Captain Donahue was on the job and soon had a fine squad of “huskies going through their preliminary training on the College campus. But before a week had elapsed three regulars were on the hospital list. This, combined with the absence of four stars of last year's Varsity team, Harold Cochrane, William Long. Lcn Riley and Leo Rice, presented a problem not easily solved. At first all games were cancelled, foremost among them a game with Everett High, champions of the Northwest. At this juncture Coach Moriarty arrived on the scene. His splendid athletic spirit soon instilled in each member of Seattle College Annual Page ninety-five the new squad a determination truly characteristic of the old Gonzaga captain. After much gruelling work and shifting of players, he built up a sturdy fighting aggregation, which was capable of defending the honor of the Blue and White on the gridiron. BROADWAY GAM 15 On Friday, Oct. 13th, Seattle College met and defeated a team of Broadway 11. S. at Lincoln Park by the score of 13 to 0. The warriors of the Blue and White were greatly outweighed, but had a great fighting spirit. The first play, a short pass over the line from McAteer to Riley, resulted in a touchdown for the College after a run of some sixty yards. The first half ended with the score 7 to 0 in favor of the College. The second half brought forth much fight- ' ing spirit on the part of both teams, with line bucks by McAteer and Needles, which resulted in gaining yardage for the College. Then it was that “Babe McAteer, our shifty quarterback, electrified the crowd by a sparkling run around left end, dodging tackier after tackier until there was no one to stop him from “planting the ball behind Broadway’s last defense for the last score of the game. The battle ended a few minutes later with the ball in Seattle College’s possession on the Broadway five-yard line. FRANKLIN GAME The next game was staged October 16th, at Dugdalc’s Park, the home ground of the local Northwestern League Baseball Nine, with a team of Franklin H. S. Confidence, resulting from our victory-over Broadway eleven, which was considered the strongest in the city in its division, was probably the direct cause of our boys emerging with the score 6 to 0 against them, as the whistle blew at the end of the first half. A fumble was responsible for Franklin’s lead. As Moriarty's squad trotted out of the club-house, headed by Capt. Donahue, grit and determination was written plainly on the countenance of each individual, (evidently placed there by a severe tongue lashing given them by Coach Moriarty, as lie was wont to impart when in a mood as now possessed him). 'Flic second half opened up with Franklin receiving the ball from kickoff on their fifteen yard line, but hardly had the man carrying the ball traversed ten yards before he was tackled by “Babe” McAteer with such ferocity that “time” was called for a period of ten minutes before play could be resumed. Four line plunges netted Franklin some six yards and the ball was given to the warriors of the College. In quick succession the Seattle College backs began circling the ends and ripping through their opponent’s line for gains averaging from five to ten yards at a play. Then a pass to each of the ends placed the ball on Franklin's ten-yard line, but here the II. S. Coach replaced half the line with fresh substitutes, who managed to hold the College “bunch from making their yardage and a touchdown by a matter of a few inches. •McAteer returned Franklin’s punt and again the College began a march towards the goal line of their adversaries which ended a few minutes later as Needles, our husky right half-back, plunged through and over Franklin’s line for our first touchdown, which again placed us on an even footing with Franklin. In the fourth quarter both elevens fought desperately for the winning score, but Franklin lost all its “fight” when “Babe” McAteer on returning a punt got away in an open field for a forty yard run which gave us a seven-point lead. 'Flic game ended with the score College 13, Franklin 6. Page ninety-six THE PALESTRA ST. MARTIN GAME The game of the season took place on Nov. 12th, when Captain Donahue and his men journeyed, first by boat and then by stage, to Lacey, W ash., and handed the St. Martin eleven the short end of the score. The day was perfect for football—for players and spectators—and seven automobiles filled with rooters turned out to sec the game, not mentioning those that went by rail. Assembled on one side of the field were the Martian enthusiasts, while Seattle College rooters, led by Yell Leader Lynch, lined the other side armed with megaphones and pennants of Blue and White. As the St. Martin squad trotted out on the gridiron clad in bright red jerseys, led by H. Cochrane, our last year’s captain, a cheer rose from the Martian rooters, but almost instantly drowned by the Seattle College yell when the undefeated warriors of the Blue and White appeared on the field and began to run through their signals under the careful eye of Coach Moriarty. When all preliminaries had been settled and the usual practice indulged in by both teams, they lined up and the game was called promptly at two P. M., with Cochrane kicking off to McAteer, who returned the ball twenty-five yards. Failing to gain on an end run, the College backficld began plunging through the line and in rapid succession made first down three times. Here Needles was called upon to make an attempt for a field goal, but mis seek by only a matter of about two feet. Three line plunges were tried by the Martian backs with indifferent success, but on the next play, a forward pass to one of the ends, the ball was advanced fifteen yards, which combined with Cochrane’s forty-yard run, placed the Home Team in the lead by six points. The try for conversion was missed. Seattle College now began playing fiercely and after receiving the kick-off, began a steady march towards their opponents’ goal, but fumbled in mid-field, with the result that one of the St. Martin eleven pounced on the ball for St. Martin. Two line bucks by Cochrane failed to gain, and so a punt formation was called. But at this point the St. Martin center made a poor pass to Cochrane who became somewhat confused on seeing at least six Seattle College linemen come tearing through the line ready to grab the ball, that he fumbled the ball the second time, and Riley, our left end, scooped it up and was across the line before the Martian eleven could realize what had happened. McAteer kicked goal. The second half found both teams fighting desperately for the lead. St. Martin tried one style of play after another, in hopes of baffling the Seattle College defense, and finally succeeded in the fourth quarter, when they began using a crisscross, but Cochrane was nailed by Needles before he had traveled a yard. The next play, a sweeping end run, brought the pigskin to the Seattle College six-yard line. With the score only seven to six against them and with four downs in which to make-six yards, the Martian supporters took heart and simply went wild at the prospects of another touchdown, and it was some time before they were finally quieted by Cochrane. In quick succession Cochrane made two fierce line plunges, which netted four yards, but on the next play Carroll, our husky tackle, broke through and threw Cochrane for a three-yard loss. The spectators suddenly began swarming Seattle College Annual Page ninety-seven Page ninety-eight THE PALESTRA towards the spot where the two teams were struggling for supremacy, urged on, by their admirers. The signal was called, repeated and Cochrane was seen to hurl himself against the College line. Now all became silent, as everyone watched the referee as he picked off one man at a time, until Cochrane was finally found at the bottom of the heap tightly grasping the ball, but one yard from the goal line. The din was incredible as Capt. Donahue’s leg sent the pigskin through the air for some forty yards. Cochrane, as usual, was under it, but was almost instantly-tackled by Beezer as the whistle blew, announcing the game over and Seattle College victor. 2las?hall Winter, with his icy breath and chilly winds has departed, and with fond welcome we greet the joyous season of Baseball. No words can adequately describe the feeling of delightful freshness which seems to possess us as we crowd around the bulletin board and read: “Varsity turn-out to- night on Campus at 3:4o.” This is indeed a true sign of Spring; this and the warm sun, the tenderly whispering breezes and the sky, pale-tinted and fleecy, which bends lovingly over us. Fr. Burke’s call for candidates for the baseball team was responded to by at least twenty men. The first two weeks consisted of light work-outs for the entire squad, but before the third had elapsed the “weeding out'' process was adopted with the result that the following were chosen to represent the College during the season of 1017. As soon as the weather permitted, the practicing was done out of doors. Batting and fielding were the work of every day and it was not long before Fr. Burke had the men in first-class condition. It was about this time that we lost J. Needles, our star half-back and out-fielder, who was suddenly called away to the colors and whom we will no doubt miss greatly. The 1017 team was not what might be termed a slugging aggregation, nevertheless it always managed to score enough runs as to give the pitcher a good chance to come out with the big end of the score. The team had on a whole a very successful season, under the leadership of Captain Beezer, our modest and unassuming “skipper.” Our success is due in great measure to our Coach, Father Burke, to the substitutes who turned out every night in order to give us opposition, and last, but not least, to our energetic manager, James (Fairy) Hay. Seattle College Annual Page ninety-nine The Line-Up F. Riley. G. McAteer Catchers D. Burke, I). McKay, M. Pccarovich Pitchers T. Earles First Base R. Coughlin Second Base X. Pccarovich Shortstop R. Beczer Third Base G. Patten Left Field J. McAteer Center Field T. Donahue, F. Needles Right Field BASKBALL SCHEDULE AND SCORES College Opponent March 23—College vs. Fisher Bros, at Lincoln.................... 5 12 March 30—College vs. All-Stars on Campus. . 10 4 April 9—College vs. Queen Anne High at Mercer. 6 4 April 11—College vs. Broadway on Campus....................... 2 5 April 17—College vs. Police Department on Campus.... 18 8 April 28—College vs. Electrics on Campus.. .............. 18 1 Page one hundred THE PALESTRA tilaakrt illall Basket ball season was ushered in at Seattle College on Dee. 4th, when the Fourth High quintet defeated the Third High five in a fast and exciting game, placing Fourth High at the top of the Senior Inter-Class Basketball League, which position they managed to hold during the remainder of the schedule. In the Junior division Third High had very little trouble in gaining top and holding it until the end of the season. Senior Div ISION G. P. W. L. Pet. 6 5 1 .833 6 3 3 .500 Senior and Junior 5 2 3 4(H) Soph, and Fresh 5 1 4 .200 Junior Division G. P. W. L. Pet. Ill 0 4 2 .060 1 0 3 3 .500 II 0 2 4 . 33 The members of the Seattle College Championship basketball team were, Capt. Needles, Bachino, B. Gorman, I). Burke, J. Sullivan, F. Nash, A. Beczer, M. Pccar-ovich. Swrrr First Series G. P. W. L. Tied Pet Shamrocks (Pccarovich Capt.) ... 10 0 3 7 Thistles (Riley Capt.) 10 3 0 i Second Series CL P. W. L. Tied Pet Celtics (Riley Capt.) 19 0 4 9 Shamrocks (Bachino Capt.) 19 4 0 9 dhtiumr tBasrlmll The Inter-Class Indoor baseball league began immediately upon the reopening of school after Christmas holidays. The Sophomore aggregation finished first in the Senior league with IV. High a close second. In the Junior League I. and II. High played three scries (4 out of 7 games.) First High won the first series, while Second High captured the remaining two, thereby win ning the pennant. G. P. W. L. Pet. Sophomore. 11 9 2 .818 IV. High... 12 A 4 .000 III. High 12 5 7 ,117 Senior 11 i 10 .090 Seattle College Annual Page one hundred one Onward S. C. W arriors, onward to the fray, All don your honored moleskins and we’ll stow St. Marts away, Put on your pads and sweaters, lace everything up tight, And grit your teeth in firmness, each ready for a fight. Come down upon the campus, get all set for the game, And the Blue and White we’ll honor with S. C.’s sacred name. Onward, S. C. Warriors, never give or flinch, Always make your strongest stand when we arc in a pinch, Wade through that paper line, gaining by every play, And keep right on, when even, Harold Cochrane’s in the way. Pound their line, skirt their end, fool them every time, Never stop until we get beyond those streaks of lime. Onward S. C. Warriors, the game is now begun, Our linemen arc now fighting, yes, every single one; Pecarovich is showing up, he’s surely got the knack. While Riley is a shouting: “Let me at the Quarterback.” And bulldog Haughian is snorting and tearing through the line, And by his grim determination, he injured eight or nine. Onward S. C. Warriors, Fat Barton’s feeling sore, Because they ceased their line-bucks, and pick on him no more. And Frankie right beside him when we have the ball, He keeps a packing his man out until he has to fall. While Big Don Carroll is playing, he’s shouting: “Holy Gee, Why don’t you let me go and poke the referee?” Onward S. C. Warriors, just nail that Cochrane bear; Our right endcr Beczer is doing his full share, He dashes in and spills the plays before they even start, He’s everywhere, both here and there, a regular flying dart. And Morris, though an injured man, forgot it right away, As soon as he ran out and joined us in the fray. Onward S. C. Warriors, the backfield’s going fine. How those Martian players spread when Needles hits the line. Both Captain Spon and Brother James have got that fighting pep, Their teamwork and their driving power is saving our school’s rep. The rooters all arc shouting, a smile is on their face. They figured in the victory we took down from that place. Onward S. C. Warriors, onward to the showers, You leave the field on which you decked yourselves with flowers. Onward to Seattle, we claim the coach a jewel, For after a day of freedom, we're back again to school. The rally and the spirit, the greetings that they gave, Showed plainly that the Blue and White, unbeaten still, shall wave. Geo. H. McAteer, T9. Page one hundred two THE PALESTRA iFoolofiflpljg PHOOLOSOPHY STAFF Sq. L. Phood Thomas Earles Michael Pecarovich Joseph Morris W illiam Bartiiolet Phoolosophy Signals— Drop two pins- Orchestra is now playing. General Noise Barton is singing. Sweet odors of ILS.—Keep out of the lab, the Seniors are in there. A horrified expression Mobilize the gasmask, Jas. McAtcer dropped a fly. Class Prophecy— Following the example of an easily discerned school on Capitol Hill, we formulate the following class prophecy for the Seniors, since they won’t do it. Many, many years have passed. The dear Seniors arc holding a reunion, but what a reunion. Thomas Earles, the sweet thing, lies on his death bed. Fr. McAtcer having administered the last rites, is praying for the parting soul. Dr. Beczer and Lawyer Coughlin.arc also after their rights. “Beezer,” groaned Tommy, “how much do I owe you?” “Only $9,000,” sniffled Blondy. “And Coughlin?” “Just $13,000,” Koklan sobbed. “You shall be paid, and now will I' ILBERT-IN-C HIEF General Goat Chief Pest Bouncer Chorus you sit on either side of me and hold unhands?” That last sad request was complied with. “Now,” beamed Thomas, “now indeed 1 die happy, between two thieves.” Our Poetry Contest— With a view of promoting the study of the liberal arts we held a short time ago a poetry contest for the long-mopped “vers libre-ers” of our fair college. The following was adjudged easily the best, and its author Joe Bclloni, was awarded his fairly won prize: one decadent transfer. 'Flic long lights shake beyont the lake; 'Fhe cat-fish croons its lullaby,— I haven’t heard a word from Jake, 0, me, O, my. Speaking of Pianists— “Fair sir, paint to me a Native Son.” “It is not easily done. However, you see that thing out in the desert, that looks so much like a cactus. It is cither a cactus Seattle College Annual Page one hundred three or a Native Son. Watch it for an hour, and if it moves—it’s a cactus. Bright Sayings of Our Baby— Bennett Gorman—I wish the Lord gave me less flesh and more money. Mr. M—, S. J.—Physics “exams” next Monday. Soldiers Twain—Blow, ye Times whistle, Yo! Ho! Laurence Garrick—(as usual). John Logan—I want another arm or two. Juggling James McAteer—Oh, shush, I have struckcn out. Thomas Earles—Positively I did not. He did it himself. Frank Needles—1 am sorry that 1 have but one brother to give to my country. The Freaks of French— We always believed that the French were models of politeness, but our French teacher informs us that in France the “u” is sounded as in “soup.” That sounds as if they liked their soup. Prize Contest No. 2— Mr. Shcrrit Simpson does not look like a poet, but he has copped the prize offered by the Society for the Elevation of the Ignorant in Seattle College. The prize, donated by Mr. Garrick, is the use of the moon for a whole night. This is what “Bullet” thinks of the H. C. of L.: Hi diddle diddle diddle din, The feline and the violin, The hen and cow jumped on the moon, So butter and eggs won’t come down soon The grafters chortled at the fun And coolly sloped with all the mon. L’Envoi: My Christmas tie is all faded and gone; My sox are gone, I fear. Ah! sad it is that Christmas tide Can come but once a year. Latin— Prof. 4th High: “Translate this passage in Latin.” Nash: “I know it, honest, but I can’t say it.” More Latin— Old Student (to old teacher): Lessee, didn’t I take Latin from you? Old teacher: No, but you were exposed to it. English— Freshman: Do you know Tommy Don- ahue? 3d Hi Man: Sure, I soaked that crossbrained, bow-legged, side-winding wart-hog in the glim last time I seen him. Freshman: What awful language. You should say, “I soaked that cross-brained, bow-legged, side-winding wart-hog in the glim last time I saw him.” Order Note— When R. Bcezer underwent his famous arrest in Everett, after assimilating a $25 fine, he turned on Ole, his arrestor, and denounced him as a donkey. Then said hiz-zoncr: “It is not in order to call a policeman a donkey.” Queried Ray: But if I wish can 1 call a donkey a policeman?” “Yes, surely,” said the judge. Then returning to Ole, Ray politely said, Goodbye, policeman.” Mathematics if You Wish— The Sophomores boast that they use up a gallon of ink yearly in their exams, etc. Which is nothing, the Juniors save that much by not dotting their “i’s.” Speaking of I’s— One day last summer, Roger Coughlin when the first sounds of the twelve o’clock whistle leaked through the air, dropped his pen, exclaiming angrily, “Doggone it, and I almost had my “i” dotted. Page one hundred four THE PALESTRA Fixaxce Moreland: “What’s the rent of your room. I suppose thay ask you a lot for it. Andrus: “Yes, all the time.” On, Dear— George McAtecr: “A girl told me last night that when you dance with her she is reminded of one of Calahan’s poems.” Don Mackav: “Which oner” George: “Oh, any one, the feet are all mixed up.” War axd Rumors of War Tramp: “1 just came from the front—” James Needles: “Oh, how nice. Tell me about all the boys who are still down there.” Tramp: “—from the front door, but nobody heard me, so I came to the back. We oxdhr— What Babe will enlist in. How Jackson and Evans stand it there. What would have happened if Jimmy McAtecr got Garrick’s tongue by mistake. Where all these confounded examins bob up from. If the Ouija board answers in Latin, too. Where Jimmy Hay got the army shirt. How long the Seniors were here. When we will be Seniors. I Wish— I had a motorcycle. I was teaching the teacher. I was a soldier too. It would snow like it did in 1916. Cicero had been denied the right of free speech. The Greeks talked United States. It was June. A Senior’s Soliloquy (by the Filbert-in-chicf.) “Where is Bill Mayers: Where is Pc re n boom ? Where is Ted Kohls? Where is McKenna: Where is Spellmirc? Where is Schorn? Where will I be?” Geography-— Prof. 1st Hi: “Where is Lapland?” McGucrn: “It's that part of the United States where Missouri laps over into Arkansas.” R. N. Seattle College Annual Page one hundred five 0% HtHrmtery THE boys who lived within a radius of four blocks from the “Hall of the Mystic Five” were at all times trying to pry into the secret of the benevolent order, composed of four companions and myself. The purpose of the lodge was principally to excite curiosity and envy among outsiders by acting mysteriously and talking likewise. But our order had of late been invaded by the valiant “Sir Richard Bangs”—a gentlemen of great repute, who was at all times called the “Toughest of the Tough.” This noted personage had recently threatened to disclose the most secret “Oath and Customs” of the “Mystic Order” if not taken into our midst. After hearing these threats the order had a meeting and discussed what was to be done with Sir Richard. This important matter was decided only after five of the members had drawn lots to determine who should take the spunk out of Sir Richard. The unpleasant task fell upon Johnny Shanks, who could never in the world have overwhelmed the pugilistic Richard. So I cast my lot with him that we might settle the question most decisively. On the night appointed, Johnny and I hid ourselves under a canopy formed by a partly completed porch on a new building next to Sir Richard’s habitation. We gave our particular low and canny whistles by which we hoped to draw the much-sought-for Mr. Bangs from his lair and then proceed to take the spunk out of him by a short ride down the hill in a barrel (from which we had accidentally on purpose forgot to remove a few nails) which would come to an abrupt stop on the right flank of a large rock near a very muddy creek. But to our surprise, our whistle was immediately answered by some one on the op- posite side of the building. “Bob,” said Johnny, “this is a bit scary, ain’t it?” “Yes Johnny,” I answered, “but let’s get on the inside of this ’biz and sec who is trying to make fools of us, and if it’s the high and mighty Bangs, we’ll just simply bang on Bang and that’s all ' So gathering together all our remaining courage, we started forward. As we neared the other side, a man clad in a gray suit of clothes asked us what we were doing and who had sent us here. Being rather low at that time in my stories and because my stock had not been invoiced for quite a period of time, I answered “nobody.” Hearing this the man darted a swift glance around in all directions, then handed me a package and told me to “beat it,” which I did right smartly, my companion having done so a short time before. What could it mean? I thought it well to recall the appearance of the “man in gray” to the minutest details, as it might be to my advantage to recognize him at once should we ever meet him again even in the dark. Then I began to be immensely curious and forgot all about Johnny and Sir Richard and turning my face home 1 arrived there in a few minutes. Xo sooner had I taken off my coat than I began to open the mysterious package. After taking off several wrappers. I came at last to a small wooden box with iron reinforcements at the corners. It required no gentle use of the screw-driver to pry off the lid. Inside the box was a large bronze ring of peculiar shape and workmanship. A little examination showed that it was attached to the floor of the box by a long silk thread. I raised the strange ring gingerly and thus soon discovered that the thread entered under the flooring. A gentle pull- Page one hundred six THE PALESTRA ing had no effect. But as I was blindly-running my finger around the inside of the box, the bottom suddenly flew up and revealed a card to which the silk thread was attached. I picked up the card and beheld these cryptic letters- K..R-L-3 N’o.-14. What they signified I could not tell. For several days my interest in this strange affair was feverish, then it began to slacken, for other things more important to me than a cheap bronze ring crowded the whole affair out of my mind for a time. But one night when I was returning home rather late with my companion, a large taxi rumbled down the street and stopped in front of the mysterious house near which we had come in contact with the “man in gray.” The taxi had no sooner stopped than three men jumped out carrv-ing a bundle between them which Phil and 1 took to be a dead man firmly wrapped and bound in canvas. The men hurried up the steps and disappeared within the house. Seized with a desire to know what was in the package, I made my way noiselessly to the rear of the house, first having left Phil in a deep shadow as a lookout with a warning to run for help in case of need. When after some time and labor, I had gained entrance to the house through a small window I hid myself in a closet directly off the living room in which was a large fireplace. The men entered and made a hasty examination of the place, but in some manner, overlooked the closet in which I was hiding. Then one of them ran over to the opposite side of the room and pressed a spring concealed in the wall. Almost instantly the hearthstone moved to one side and the men dropped their bundle inside and the cavity was closed again. After the men had departed 1 ran hastily to the side of the room where the spring was concealed, but having no light, I could not find the spring, although 1 hunted for some time. For days after I watched the place regularly, but saw no one go or come from it. Watchful waiting would bring no results so I simply gave it up and resolved to break into the house again. 1 soon found Phil and we started for the place. Leaving him outside as before, I made my way in through the window and searched the place from cellar to the second floor, but could not find anything. In fact the house to all appearances was bare and unoccupied. Again I searched for the spring but was unrewarded. Yet somehow 1 felt that some one was in that house, because every now and then a heavy sickening-sweet odor, like burning herbs would fill the air and pass away like the mist before the morning sun. i went to the window and called Phil to come inside and began the search again. While we were in a small back room, Phil leaned heavily against the wall and to out surprise a stairway shot out from the wall and nearly knocked Phil down and at the same time a trap doot opened above our heads. We were soon climbing up the stairs and saw before us a complete opium den with layouts and “chinks” beyond number. As we looked into the den from the trapdoor, a few chinks looked at us sleepily, but their eyes were expressionless. We could easily see that the effects of the poppy seeds had already reached their brain and that they were on the high-road to the land of blissful dreams, so dear to the Chinese. We did not, however, dare to linger longer for we did not know when one of them would awaken and disclose us to some hidden monster. So we crept carefully down the ladder, tip-toed down the stairs to the first floor and then broke into a run towards the door whence we darted into the open street. We soon notified one of the police and when they had arrived forced one of the “chinks” to show us the spring which he readily did. We pressed it. The hearth Seattle College Annual Page one hundred seven opened as before and there in full view lay the bundle still unwrapped. We lifted it out with our hands trembling and knees shaking and started to unwrap it. The thought of what it might contain stopped us several times, but on the other hand curiosity drove us on, and when we tore off the last wrapping, what did we find—not a dead man, but a large quantity of opium carefully packed in small bamboo-skin boxes. So by our curiosity the order of the “Mystic Five” had helped to capture the greatest gang of opium smugglers on the Pacific Coast. And as our reward we re- ceived the handsome sum of §5,000.00, which enabled us to build our new club house and to equip it with every convenience and gymnastic apparatus. The ring though not intended for me, 1 still have, but the solution of its mystery I have yet to find. Phil says it fits some groove in the wall and is a key to press one of those springs. Maybe that sounds a little deep. But detective Freshman says, “Sonny, that ‘guy' simply wanted you to beat it.” Well he didn't find that den and besides I know what Sherlock Holmes thinks of common detectives. Lawrence Fisher, 2d High h Page one hundred eight THE PALESTRA i O ALL who have in any way contributed to the work of producing the 1917 Palestra our sincere thanks are due. The editors would call the attention of the friends and students of Seattle College to those merchants who have placed their confidence in the advertising columns of the Palestra and whose cards may be found on the following pages. They should not be forgotten. :: :: :: :: :: :: :: ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred nine Durable Shoes! Fitied Perfectly! EVERYBODY knows that Boys are much harder on Shoes than Men. and yet inferior leathers and poor Shoemaking often go into Shoes made for Bovs! IT’S NOT SO WITH OUR KIND OF BOYS’ SHOES! 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The Pacific Steel Boiler has been designed as ;� heating boiler exclusively and on account of its compactness may readily be installed in the ordinary space available for boiler room in the average building. We claim the Pacific Boilers will save at least one-third on fuel and in several instances where we have replaced other makes of (toilers the fuel bill lias been cut in half and the entire plant heated in about one-half of the time previously required. 1TKL—Designed to burn soft coal, wood, crude oil or any other fuel equally as well. PACIFIC STEEL and BOILER CO. General Offices and Plant. Tacoma, Washington General Sales Offices, L. C. Smith Building, Seattle Branch Offices Britsh Columbia Representative SEATTLE. SPOKANE. PORTLAND. ORE. THE T. L. PECK CO. SAN FRANCISCO. LOS ANGELES. BUTTE Vancouver. B. C. ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred eleven SITTER'S FOR DIAMONDS J. G. MAITLAND Phone Main 1438 Electrical L. W. Suter Jeweler, Silversmith and Optician Engineering Co. 112 Marion St.. Seattle, Wash. WIRING ARMATURE WINDING 1115 Second Ave., Seattle DYNAMOS AND MOTORS Phone Main 637 ELECTRICAL CONSTRUCTION TAKE MY ADVICE! When you buy real estate or loan money on it, insist on being protected by TITLE INSURANCE L. S. BOOTH, 816 Second Ave. ■HHiminniffiiDiiiOiiiiiiimimitmiiiiiiwH Compliments of Lowman Hanford Co. MiiiiiitiiRiniiiflwiiinwiHiiiuiiiiiiiniiniRi BIMIIDlllbinilBIIUIIUIIinilinHTIIlIiniiiHII Page one hundred twelve ADVERTISEMENTS Auto Delivery to All Parts of City Jas. F. Keenan Co., Inc. RELIABLE GROCERS 108 Occidental Ave. Phone Main 950 Wo Would Like the Patronage of Phone Elliott AW.) All of the Catholic Institutions In the Northwest. We Will Treat You Right Coffees, Teas Sheehan Spices, Etc. Bros. Wholesale Only 1510 WESTERN AYE. COMMERCIAL IMPORTING CO. WHOLESALE BUTTER, 1012 Western Ave., Seattle. U. S. A. EGGS AND CHEESE Phone Elliot 912 S. STRAY, Prop. Seattle Dairy WHOLESALE AND RETAIL Broadway Laundry Milk, Cream and Ice Cream The Rest Pasteurizing Plant in the City 1823 Minor Ave. Main Plant: 1415 Eighth Ave. 2200 Ladd Place North 668 ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred thirteen Young Men’s Style Suits Introducing the new belted-back coat. Can lx instantly adjusted to full Norfolk. Carried in all young men's sizes in the new shades and good materials, and a price that pleases. $12.50 SHAFER BROS. SEATTLES LARGEST CLOTHIERS FIRST AND UNIVERSITY SECOND AND UNIVERSITY Alveolar Teeth Eliminates Plates and Bridgework Possible where bridgework is impossible and where bridges are possible, Alveolar is so far ahead of it that it would not lx fair to compare them. It is equivalent to dentistry in the zenith of its perfection. It is the countersign of beauty, cleanliness, etc. Our work, whether plates, bridges. Alveolar or what, cannot be told from Nature's best product. A Iveolar Dentists Haight Bldg. Second and Pine CDc 3teer (Shipbuilding Qo. Page one hundred fourteen ADVERTISEMENTS A QUESTION FOR PROFESSORS Are Students of Catholic Schools and Colleges Encouraged to Read Catholic Papers? “A Catholic paper is a j en etual mission. —Pope l.eo XIII. “I would make any sacrifice, even to the pawning of my ring, pectoral cross and soutane, in order to support a Catholic newspaper. —Pope Pius X. The most religious people in the world, if they only read bad news|«| ers, will at the end of thirty years become a nation of unbelievers. —Cardinal Pie. “The growth, persuasiveness and intli once of the printed word especially in the ncwspu| crs have transformed the emulation of ideas.”—Cardinal O’Connell. MAIN 5653 Wenatchee Valley Fruit Exchange, inc. WHOLESALE FRUITS “ACME BRAND” Apples Our Specialty THE CATHOLIC NORTHWEST PROGRESS IS YOUR HOME PAPER Compliments of Seattle Cap Mfg. Co., Seattle Main 5866 Finne Geo. E. Mitchell General Contractors Engineers and Architects Supplies 72 Northern Bank Trust Bldg. SEATTLE. WASH. 1220 FOl’RTII A YEN EE 1117 WESTERN AYE. SEATTLE. WASH. ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred fifteen American Savings Bank and Trust Company AMERICAN BANK BUILDING SECOND AVENUE AT MADISON STREET CAPITAL AND SURPLUS .............................................. $700.000.00 Located in our own building with banking quarters and equipment of the most modern type, our facilities for handling your business are unsurpassed. We invite you cordially to visit us and discuss with us any business proposition you may have. We shall be glad to help you. Our savings department will give you a home savings bank free; our safe deposit vaults connected with our banking room have no superior in the West. Boxes rented as low as $3. OUR OFFICERS ARE: JAMES A. MURRAY, Chairman of the Board J. P. GLEASON. President GEORGE B. BAKER. Vice-President li. 15. LUTEN, Secretary JOHN K. BUSH. Cashier A. T. DREW. Asst. Cashier JAPANESE FINE ARTS When you want to convey a gift to a friend, you will find .just TIIE thing in our exclusive stock of Japanese Art Goods JVi, i?ii UU CL 1304 SECOND AVENUE Compliments of A BRIQUET PACIFIC COAST COAL COMPANY Phone Main 5080 563 RAILROAD AYE. SOUTH Page one hundred sixteen ADVERTISEMENTS TAKE A SUPERIOR COURSE IN BUSINESS TRAINING AT Hyatt-bDwells School of Commerce Indorsed and Patronized by the Thinking Educated Classes More calls for Office Help from the leading Business Houses, Industries and Steamship Companies than we can supply. Enter now. Entire Top Floor New Pantages Building Third and University To Secure COFFEE Perfection use GOLD SHIELD VACUUM PACKED “Always” Good—“Always” Fresh SOLD BY ALL BEST GROCERS Roasted. Packed and Guaranteed by Schwabacher Bros. Co., Inc. IMPORTERS AND ROASTERS OF COFFEE SEATTLE'S OLDEST BUSINESS HOUSE Established 1 SOI MAIN 7921 F. L. Patterson Nordlund’s DENTIST Foto Co. 608-609 GREEN BLDG. After July 1. 1917 1313 FOURTH AVE. SEATTLE. WASH. SHOES Repaired While You Transfer at Janies and Broadway Broadway Shoe Hospital 509 East dames St. NEWEST WALK DANCES 1 or 2 Lessons LITTLE COST PRIVATE HALLS DAY AND EVENING So You Can Dance With Anyone Young Lady Assistants No Difference If You Haven't Danced STEVENS Member Dancinc Teachers Assn.. N. Y. 1523 4th Ave. Teleohone Main 3911 ALL LATH STEPS ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred seventeen Raecolith Sanitary Flooring, Base and Wainscoting The Ideal Permanent Covering for Kitchens, Pantries, Baths, Sun Parlors and Conservatories Waterproof, Fireproof, Non-slippery, Easy to the Tread Does Not Crack, Chip, or Become Dusty The Raecolith Flooring Co. 16 THE HALLER BLDG. Compliments of THE GAULD COMPANY PORTLAND. OREGON W holesale PLUMBING, HEATING, MILL AND ENGINEERS SUPPLIES Children’s Haircutting A Specialty HAY BROTHERS BARBERS BROADWAY NORTH AT JOHN When You Need the Service of an Undertaker call East 7484 Every facility and the best of service. Prices and terms to suit. Finest funeral parlors on the Pacific Coast. Mr. and Mrs. Jos. R. Manning 11TI1 AND OLIVE STREET OPPOS1TK LINCOLN 1‘AltK ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred eighteen DAVIS BROTHERS Reliable Jewelers 715 TIIIRI) AVION IK Watches Repaired and Jewelry Manufactured “At Lowest Prices” Jerseys Sweaters Bathing Suits “KNIT TO FIT” OCTONEk KNITTING CO. 5th Ave. and I'nion St. Bivins Drug Co. Reliable Prescription Pharmacy A CLEAN STORE PROMPT SERVICE Phone Main 2090 James and Broadway Metropolitan Press Printing Co. Central Building Main 609 The house of twenty-four hour service Producers of Better-Class Publications and Printing The PALESTRA is one of our publications ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred nineteen Broadway Dairy 1620 BROADWAY The Most Modern and Best Equipped Dairy on the Coast VISITORS WELCOME Greater Values Better Qualities Kennedy’s (EXCLUSIVE) Hatters and Furnishers 1111 Second Avenue Elliott 3327 SEATTLE Bush Lane Piano Co. MANUFACTURERS OF UPRIGHT and GRAND PIANOS “The Cecilian” All Leading Makes of Talking Machines, Music and Musical Merchandise 1519 3rd Ave., Seattle WHOLESALE R ETA IL EFERSOLE OPTICAL CO. Glasses Fitted and Broken Lenses Duplicated Phone Elliott 551 1404 Third Avenue SITTINGS MADE EVENINGS BY APPOINTMENT Phone Main 5498 Perkins Portrait and Commercial Studio 717' 2 Third Avenue Near Columbia SEATTLE. WASH. COPYING. ENLARGING. KODAK FINISHING Costumes. Wigs and Tights Telephones: Store. Elliott 5041; Res., Main 2540 ESTABLISHED 1889 Lueben Costuming Co. Theatrical and Masquerade Costumes A. Lueben. Manager 1C23 Third Avenue. Rear Moore Theatre. Seattle. Wash. We Rent. Sell and Make to Order Page one hundred twenty ADVERTISEMENTS Compliments of Phone Main 5820 Appling-Griggs Standard Co. Sheet Metal Plumbing and Heating IVorks C. (i. BOSSERT. Prop. 2126-2128 First Avenue Engineers Sky Lights, Cornices, Fire Doors, Metal Windows and Roofing Portland, Or.; Tacoma, Wash. GET OCR ESTIMATES Buy an Use Insurance Bond Kingly Printing Small yearly installments; draft handed your estate in the event of It Gives You the Largest Measure death after the payment of one in- of Solid Satisfaction stallment. Commercial and Society Printing and For rates, etc., phone or call on Engraving F. M. KELLAR PIATT’S KING PRINTERS 221 Lumber Exchange Main 4452 112 Columbia Street PHONE ELLIOTT 893 Brick and Tile Delivery Co. 205-208 Hoge Building, Seattle, Wash. Handling the Entire Output of the Following Yards: Builders’ Brick Co. Harper-Hill Brick Co. Washington Brick Tile Co. Lohse Brick Co. Seattle Brick and Tile Co. ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred twenty-one Louis Beezer M. J. Bcczcr Telephone Main 1503 Beezer Brothers ARCHITECTS 903-7 Northern Bank Trust Bldfl. SEATTLE. WASH. KKSIDENCKS OK O. I). AND O. W. KISIIK.lt. SEATTLE. WASH. The fact that we have designed and supervised the construetion of many of the largest and best const met ed Church. School. Commercial and Residential Buildings in the Pacific Northwest, and having every facility for practical and artistic efficiency is the basis on which we ask preferable consideration. KlltST NATIONAL I5ANK. MKDKOIU). OK HOPS Office. Elliott 2829: Residence Phone. Beacon 488 Phone Elliott 1638 Rainier Electric Co. y Inc. CONTRACTORS J. J. Agutter Co. Electrical Engineers and Contractors 418 Tnion St. SK ATT Id ( 22 Fourth Avenue SEATTLE Compliments of Standard Furniture Company Page one hundred twenty-two ADVERTISEMENTS Brace Hergert Mill Company MAIN 345 Call Us for Anything in Lumber We Specialize in House Material ESTIMATES GLADLY FURNISHED Hollywood Gardens F L ORIS T S SECOND AND PINE Main 1665 FLOWERS TELEGRAPHED TO ALL PARTS OF THE WORLD ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred twenty-three L. w. BONNEY, President J. E. DRUMMEY, Manager Bonney- Watson Company FUNERAL FURNISHINGS Corner of Broadway at Olive Telephone Opposite Broadway High School East 18 Phone Elliott 2520 MURRAY ME A T CO. Stalls 2. 2. 5 and 25, 2(� CORNER MARKET 1508 Pike Place SEATTLE TELEPHONE MAIN 1728 Reference: Any Bank in Seattle SARTORI COMPANY LOANS AND INVESTMENTS Seattle Grain Drying Co. 910 L. C. Smith Bldg., Seattle It. SAItTOltl. Secy Treas. Compliments of Cheasty H. MOOTZ BUILDER OF Altars : Pulpits : Pews Confessionals : Etc. Estimates and Plans Furnished on Application Address, 915 East Marion St. Phone East 5294 Seattle. Wash. P. M. FARSHIAN. Mgr. Phone Main 5287 New England Tailor Shop Ladies’ and Gents Suits Made to Order You can furnish your own material. Cleaning, Pressing. Dyeing and Repairing. WE CALL FOR AND DELIVER 511 Madison St. Seattle, Wash. ALL WORK GUARANTEED Page one hundred twenty-four ADVERTISEMENTS Connell Bros. Co. IMPORT and EXPORT Seattle Branch Offices Shanghai Hongkong Singapore Manila Vladivostok Galbraith Bacon Co. BUILDING MATERIALS HAY and GRAIN Pier No. 3 Pier No. 12 Tel. Main 7000 Compliments of a Friend We A re Designers and Manufacturers of Lighting Fixtures H. E. Gleason Co. 1517 2nd Ave. Seattle ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred twenty-five Manca’s Cafe Hart Schaffner Marx IK YOB HAVEN'T VISITED IIS As YET. YOUR EDUCATION IS INCOMPLETE, AS YOU ARE NOT “WELL IT” IN GOOD COOKING. REMEDY THIS DEFECT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Uni sufM fc W«n The Best Clothes in America 108 COLUMBIA ST. You Get the Best Vi hen You Buy Hart Schaffner Marx Scapular Medal Kings in lUk Solid Gold, S3.00 up CLOTHES Quality in the fabrics—all-wool; qual- Put Religious Pictures in the Boy's Room. Beautiful Framed Pictures. 50c up. ity in tin tailoring; quality in tlie linings and “insides”; quality in the thread —pure silk; quality in the style. Foster the Catholic Spirit by Giving Devotional Articles for Gifts. Glad to Show You Any Time. M. Prager Company The Kanfer Co. Catholic Supply House Corner Second and Seneca 1122 3rd Ave. Cor. Seneca The Home of Hart Schaffner Q Marx Clothes Main 417:J Page one hundred twenty-six ADVERTISEMENTS Architectural Terra Cotta THE .MODERN FIRE-PROOF MATERIAL FOR FACING OR TRIMMING BUILDINGS. WE MAKE STANDARD OR GLAZE FINISH IN A VARIETY OF SHADES AND COLORS WRITE FOR INFORMATION Northern Clay Company AUBURN. WASHINGTON Men's Haberdashery Correct Styles In all Furnishings Featuring, Bates Street Shirts Fraser- Patterson Co. Buy Your insurance from GORMAN and COMPANY B 414 Colman Building Seattle. Wash. C. C. Belknap Glass Co. Cor. Railroad Ave. and Stewart St., Seattle DEALERS IN Glass of Every Description AT LOWEST PRICES Phone Main 22( ADVERTISEMENTS Page one hundred twenty-seven A. A. COLLINS A. J MORAN Collins Brothers Undertaking Co. FUNERAL DIRECTORS AND EMBALMERS Telephone East 199 911-913 EAST PINE ST. SEATTLE, WASH. Near Broadway PHONE MAIN 5827 Seattle Art Co. Pictures, Frames, Artists’ Supplies KODAK SUPPLIES Films Bought of Us Developed Free If Prints Are Ordered 1423 Third Avenue WE MAKE PICTURE FRAMES Puget Sound Art Glass Co. Manufacturers Art Glass Mirrors Figured Glass 2225 9th Avc. Seattle REMEMBER THIS! The STEINWAY Piano is the supreme instrument of the World not because of the magic of its name but because of what that name on the piano stands for- -tone of inimitable beauty, a delicacy of touch which sets it apart, and skill and genius in construction which make for a life time of service. These are concrete facts. SHERMAN, CLAY CO. SEATTLE SPOKANE TACOMA P. 0. kkrold Co. TAILORS 218 Northern Bank Building SEATTLE Elliott 5208 Fourth Pike Erwin L. Weber, E. E., M. E. Member A. S. M. E. Consulting Domestic Engineer 723-4 Northern Bank Bldg. SEATTLE, WASH. Tel. Main 2308 Page one hundred twenty-eight ADVERTISEMENTS IF YOFR HOYS WANT TO STUDY AND YOU HAVE TO SEND THEM AWAY. SEND THEM TO GO N Z A G A UNIVERSITY SPOKANE. WASH. Conducted by the Jesuit Fathers—a Boarding and Day School for Boys and Young Men LAW PREPARATORY MEDICAL LIBERAL ARTS NATURAL SCIENCES PREPARATORY ENGINEERING CLASSICAL HIGH SCHOOL COMMERCIAL COLLEGE GRAMMAR SCHOOL The Course in Each Department Is Prescribed, Not Elective Music and Modern Languages Are Optional For Particulars, Address THE PRESIDENT. Providence Hospital Conducted by the Sisters of Providence Seattle, Wash.