Shaw High School - Shuttle Yearbook (East Cleveland, OH)

Text from Pages 1 - 164 of the 1913 volume:

SHAW HIGH ANNUAL I Un illalph A. 'iirnmn in apprniatinn uf his lngal frirnhzhip fur all Sham pupils tm Qllama nf 1513 rrnpertfullg ilvhiratw this hunk Ralph A. iBrnmn R. Brown was graduated from Case School ofiApplied Science in 1904, and has been on the faculty of Shaw High School for six years. He has been always a firm friend to Shaw, especially to the Senior classes, with whom he comes into closest contact, and to our class in particular. It is never a trouble for him to do all that is asked of him or to give help and advice. His recitation periods are looked forward to with pleasure, for he never fails to appreciate our difficulties and shortcomings. He is esteemed by all as a teacher, a guide and a friend. 1 ,-fi, , i 1 b 1 .Q .'.-1 55,fkgL2,gmf4-L A-5, A lf . Urge. ff? wr 1-F ai' A .ff . . 5 1 4 - . A K r .1..,..,. I -1 f f TANF. .- v,. ,Q. 7 r .' , .Q-5 X -.',r. K' ,. I. . ind A - U. .. N , . I , Ar 1-P, ,-'ggi 1. ,,g..A.n, , ,j f. ' 'Q' ' -Me' ' '.. H., .2 . . i .. ..4 1. V' , f 1, , 1 4 - Y.. - . .W :Q V . 4 .Y I, :X v v ' ' 5 hal . , .uw , k A, 1, , . 1. --s-., x ,Ar X f,- '1f'LT'v W Dedication, - Faculty, - Board of Education Annual Board, - Officers of Senior Class Senior Class, - Junior Class, Sophomore Class Freshman Class, Alumni, 1912, Athletics, - Clubs, Locals, - Jokes, Themes, Calendar, - Advertisemenls, FACULTY VV. ll. KIRK ........,.............,.. ...Superiiilemlciil :incl lll'111C1lJ1ll B. A. lizlhlwiu Llliivcl'-ily lSS7. M. A. 1121lllW1l1 U11ivc1'si1y 1890. Shaw High School 1391-1915. vlUS1i1'I11NI2 l1.x1:N.xm' ...................... Assislzmi l'1'11lC11311lY1Xl2l1110111111105 1'h. ll. Ohio Slate L l11YC1'S111' 18911. Shaw Iligh School 1901-13. Dllaxx Qian' .......... V. .........A....... Second .Km-111111 l'1'mc1pz11-1hstory u ' ' r ' ' ll. A. Lollcge for Xlomcu XX. lx. Ll. 1909. Nl. A. College for Women XY. li. lf 1909. Slum' High School 1905-13. lfioielixcls li. Alanis ........,,,.........,... .... 1 Jomc-tic Art 1110111218 Normzil School. llelroit. 1911. Shaw High School 1911-13. RA1.1'u A. BROWN ...,.................., .... N lZlll1L'I11Zl11CS 11. S. Case School of Applied Science, Shaw High School 1907-15. Rum' Nl. MYERS ....................... .... 1 lome Economics B. S. Uhio Stale Univcrsuy 19111. Shaw High School 1910-13. C C.xR'1'ER ..,............................, .... 1 Wllysics :mil C11L'I111S11'y ll. A. Ohio Xlesleyzul Lfiiivcrsity 1900. Shaw High School 1905-13. IlA1zR115T M. CoMsToe1: .......................... . . .History :mil English 1.3. A. College for Xlomeu XY. li. l'. 1909. Shaw High School 1910-13. Amen Dovmz 171111412 ........ .... ................ .... 1 C 1 iglish 1'h. 12. Collcgv for 110111011 XY. K. L'. 1901. 111. A. Columbizl 1904. Shaw High School 1913. lTl.URlfNClf F. 11l.1iASON ..................... Klutlmcluzitics, 1.z1tin :mrl English B. A. College for Women XY. ll. Lf 1909. Shaw High School 1913. 7 -IENNIE A. GLEESON .................. . .............. Mathematics and Latin Ph. B. College for XVOIUCII XV. R. U. 1904. Shaw High School 1906-13. RUTH LOUISE GOODWIN .............. ,,,, G erman B. A. VVel1esley College 1906. Shaw High School 1911-13. GRACE L. HARTMAN ............................. .... B iology and Botany B. A. University of 1VOOster 1899. M. A. Western Reserve University 1911. Shaw High School 1905-13. C. L. JOHNSON ...................... ...Civics and Manual Training Ohio State University 1909. Shaw High School 1909-13. FLORA G. KAUFHOLZ . ........ .... ........... . .... .... G e r man Ph. B. College for XVomen VV. R. U. 1897. Shaw High School 1906-13. RUTH KENNAN ....... 1 .......................... ...Latin and History B. A. College for 1VOmen XV. R. U. 1906. Shaw High School 1909-13. E. C. OIIFINGER ......................................... Physical Director Y. M. C. A. International Training School 1902. Shaw High School 1907-13. 11'lARliARET R. PARSONS ......................... .... I Greek and Latin B. A. Ohio 1Vesleyan University 1899. Shaw High School 1912-13. N1.XRY C. PENBERTIIY .............. .... E nglish B. A. Oberlin College 1907. Shaw High School 1910-13. -I. J. ROGERS ..................... .... D rawing Teachers' College. Shaw High School 1892-1913. GEORGE A. SEATON ............................ ..... M anual Training B. S. Case School of Applied Science. Shaw High School 1906-13. E. XV. STRUGGLES ............................ .... 11 lathematics and Latin M. A. Ohio VVesleyan University 1897. Shaw High School 1909-13. MILLLICENT A. SWAIN ............................ ..... E nglish B. A. College for Vtlomen VV. R. U. 1899. Shaw High School 1901-13. BERTIIA S. SWOPE ............... 1... .... Physical Director New Haven Normal School. Shaw High School 1908-13. 8 I 'mu 'uul I'1'cmI1 Illfxlllu NI.'I'.xxxlcl: ........................ .. I QX. LRIIIQ-gc Im' Wwummcum XY. IQ. If INN. xxx' Iligh SCIIUUI IW05-13. I IIIIIII XX'lll'1 1'1N1:'l'wN ...............,,.. ...Iixpncs I X I'L'Il11II11l QIIIIIQQI' XLISIIYIIIQ. 'IAQ ..1 , I'l'L'j' SCIIINII uf I':X11I'L'rSI11ll, Imelwll. :uv Iligh Svluml I'III-I3. I xx1 I XX II lgwllclc .................. LUIIL-gc ful' Xxvmnlwll XY. IQ. II. uw Ilxgll SCIIIIIII 1010. SI istmx 1 LQ I m I'lIgIl I1 mf VV.E.KYLE DR.G.E.GLASS C.AMMERMAN,Ckm DR. G H. QUAY DR,G.E.EHRET H.P.BLAKE Ifrlilimiviii-fllicl' . Iliiiinv.-SQ AIZIIIZIQCI' .... AN N UAL BOARD .Xssislzint llnsincss Aiilllilgfl' . .Xilvcrlisiiig Nlziiizigcr . .Xssislzlnl 4Xclx'u1'tisiiig KI IHIHQCI' . . L irculznling Mzxnzigci' ........ .Xssistzinl i1i1'L'lli!lliI1Q KI I .ilu-i':n'y licliti :rs . .Xluinni Iirlitm' . Athletic Iiflitoi' .. Art Fflilmn' . lfzwnlly iQCID1'C5Clli2lliYL'S ZHIIIQCIN 12 ..K:nli:n'inc 'l'cnci' ...fhzirlcs .AXi'tlnn' . . . I lcrinzln lhilcx' ,.KcnnL-th King .. . I lzirry I'Zll'l'2lllil .lilzimlflcli i.incmln flrstci' Avery . fllclcn Ycnscn lllclcn King Iflrwciicc Rnnncr ,Katherine Kcclci' Uicriizirmliiie Kcisci' ... ...julia Dzlvicss . . . Irving Dzlnforlli .. .Curl Nzicdjc Hiiss Swain .. Miss filccson HIV. llmwii ' -J' .:--V , ' R W R R 5 ENUQ R Rm 55 crnsnas. SENIOR OFFICERS CHARLES ARTHUR, JR., President DORIS WHISTLAR, Vice Pres. IRVING W. DANFORTH, Sec'p and Treas 13 CHARLES ARTHUR, JR. An honest nlan close bnttoned to the chinf Broadcloth 'without and a 'warm heart within. President of Senior Class Annual Board Manager Musical Clubs Debating Club Dramatic Club JULIA I. DAVIESS There is something fascinating about dimples. Annual Board Dramatic Club Girls' Glee Club CARL MAEDJE A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the best of men. Annual Board Debating Club Orchestra Glee Club MOURTON DANIELS CASE Cares not a pin what they say or may say. Football Team KENNETH R. KING Onr class will little note or long remember what he said here, But we can never forget what he did here. Manager Football Team Manager Dramatic Club Glee Club Annual Board 14 DORIS S. WH ITSLAR She Ihal was offer fair, and never proud Had tongue at will, and yet was ncwr loud Vice President of Senior Class Dramatic Club lil JVVARD M. DAVIDSON Oh, Ed lowes to act, 'tis said, He lows to talk, we haowg But surely, far above the rest Hr' lowes tho girls, also, Basketball Team LOUISE BROOKS Thou weafest upon thy forehead clear Tho freedom of a HIl71lll1'fHl1t'l'7'. RICHARD C. FINDLEY, JR. .Vozvliorv so busy a man as he there was ilnd yet hv SCCIIICI1 busier than he was. Debating Club Dramatic Club Glce Clulm DOROTHY VVHITIQLAVV Twinkle, tufinklv, little star. Dramatic Club Literary Club 15 IRVING WILKTNS Dr-XNFORTH The secret of the 111011 who is 1miw1'.v11lly i11lrr0.vl mg z.r that he is 1,111if'f'1'.rally 1'ntc1'e.rtvcl. Secretary and Treasurer Senior Class Annual Boarcl Football Team Dramatic Club Glee Club Baseball Team ROBERT H. SANHORN A fricna' nf many and fl fnc of ffzv. Dramatic Club llaskctball Team J. ATLEE SCHAFER He doth possvss two qualities That make him! king indcfd- Good nature and 0l1ligi11gur.rs- We know he will szzcfucd. Dramatic Club Debating Club Glee Club Basketball Team RUTH PHlfl.PS ll l1al .f1c'vc't alvliglils ll ijlliff lift' r1ff111'4l.r! .Xl.V4lfRT OLDREIVI3 lffll' llllljl wr .rrn1'f'l1 lrfforr wr rind A lwart so 11za11l,v and so k111d. Track Team 16 991' ii'-fiffvg A 'p if 'ff he f' GLADYS NVHITE Her very frown.: are fairer far Than smiles of other 111a11fe11s are. Dramatic Club MEAD ROSEBAUGH Far off his Coming shone. Debating Club WINIFRED SCH ROEDER Exlzaustirzg thought .-Ind hiring zvisdovzz with eafh studiau: year RAYMOND ATKINSON They that govern mast, make the least uni.-.v Debating Club ALICE ROBERTS The 'very room co: she was in, Seemed warm from Hoot' tn rmlmg. Dramatic Club Girls' Glee Club . ' 17 NADELEINE HAMLIN Infinite riches in a little room. Dramatic Club Literary Club FLORENCE WALSH Thy modesty is a candle to thy merit. Literary Club KURT SEELRACH Silence is 'ZU'iSf1'01II, and by this rule, wise men and 'wise women are scarce. lvlaudolin Club Orchestra Debating Club RACHEL FARRAND Knowledge ix power. LOUISE M. FULLER lVe can't have too much of a good thing. Dramatic Club Girls' Glee Club 18 MARJORIE GRAHAM She is one of those people we naturally law. Dramatic Club Girls' C-lee Club Literary Club ANNE PARKS The deepest rivers flow with least sound. Literary Club R URT E. SKEEL There are two things I never worry abont: Those things I ean't help and those things I can Musical Clubs Orchestra Debating Club LAURA RAPP Not much talk, a great sweet silenee. Literary Club GERALDINE MILLIGAN The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more. Dramatic Club Literary Club Girls' Clee Club 19 3 531 1 DONALD VVORTI-UNGTON The portrait of a flculltvnnn. Banjo Club Mandolin Club NIARIAN DILL But so fair She takes the breath of men, away Who gaze iipon her unaware. Dramatic Club STANLEY YOUNG Ile hacked his opinions with qzmtatinns. Dramatic Club Debating Club Glee Club Baselmll Team DOROTHY DEMING Smallest l7'1llIdlL'S rmztain the mast frrerious artirles Ii. KEITH ALLEN The glass of fashion and the mold of form The observed of all observers. Dramatic Club Glee Club 20 R l'Tll A. B ROXVN She has U hcurf so true and quick .Lind tl :mud In symfultlzise. Dramatic Club 1eo1.1A R. SPIRA . H1 I Tlzcre was a wmnau. llI'Z1lIlZ1llC Club. K.fXTllliRINE KEICLIZR None knew fllft' but to Inu' flmr. None named time but In fvruzxv. Annual Board l.iterzu'y Club llramatic Club LIQYS A. FRANCE Irzzzurvurc' abroad! Debating Club llzmjo Club RUTH S. PHILLIPS To tlmsc' Yvlzu kno-rv llfl' best A friend most true and lzearfy: To those who know her lmxt .Al -Fury quicl fvurly. Literary Club 21 .nk --W 'hi KATHARINE R. TENER Loyalty, faithfnlnes s, and work untiring She gate to the Annual, which is so insfwiring Her only ll10Ilglll, hope, and ambition To gain for it the foremost position. Eclitor-in-chief Dramatic Club ALFRED E. GOSS of Annual Disgnise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, Clec Club Football Team Basketball Teal MARY L. MEHARD lllary, the nza-id wh rnles ns still. 11 o is lively and gay, Very hospitable every day, Eftrenzely pnnctilions always is she .fllmnt e2'ei'y little con-zfentionality. VERNE CLARKE I prefer silent fvrnd MARGARET KING Smile, and a world Dramatic Club Literary Club 22 enfe to loqnacions folly lies weak before thee. WZ w'flAvhW2?- 2JTL7:'-f-f::f.,'fwez '.-wt tw -semi'- '.F flH 5' 1 f'r'v'r'. -:'f41-'Fi rw ' ' 1-N A 1 Wi. ' , 1 '. ' ' ' T l 'I ' CORDELIA WHITMAN LVho ran say more than this rich praise, That you are only you? . Dramatic Club GRACE COPE In the depths of her brown eyes A deal rr kindness lies. RANDALL ROSS And cfrtainly he was a good fellow. Debating Club DOROTHY E. RUTH The temple of our purest thoughts is silence Girls' Glee Club HAZEL TRETER Gentle of speeeh, benefiemlt of nzind. ' ' za JACK ROHRHFIMER I say that fholl nrt flower, and who is flzvrr' In gainsay it? PA ULA S. lll FAD Oh, Paula is cz rute ffzrl. And Paula .che is fvisvq lVe 'wondez' 'wl1f'1'v slzf' learzzmi I0 make Such good usf of lzrr vyvs, lik! ILIE R. TENER .AI lwynl and 11n.vz'lH.rlz frifnd. HARRY M. FARRAND fllrllzilzks he Sf7ll1fC with 1lIC1l f'C1l1llS wif fm' mic' sn young. Annual Board. Del-ating Club Dramatic Cluh Glee Club DORIS DOAN The more we know lzvr, the more we are able to upprcriafe hor. 24 LORAINE A. SLATER . The nice things said of her are all true. Literary Club BERNARDINE A. KEISER There is probably no hell for authors in the next , worldg - They suffer so much from rritics and publishers in this. ' Annual Board Dramatic Club Literary Club DOROTHY OVIATT We would that you were with us soo11r'r. BEATRICE VOSPER Silenee and modesfy are the best ornalnenfs uf woman. Literary Club Girls' Clee Club MARGARET G. JANKE lVe would .rllare your knowledge. Dramatic Club 25 -1 HY ITM f.: 4 M. if- - 1 '-Z-L. ,, l .ii fi? n Q v be 'dk ,nv 1 Jmizfg, ,1-WEA' -i di- fn-U'-GE? 3 17' AZ'-vt . -V, Q' 1' -.- 1 I ,i,4.',l, 7'.,,,, l -ski, A ul .V V . ,,.. ...L Ln, ' ' DOROTHY WORTHINGTON Ilaug sorrow! Fare will kill a cat and therefore lefs Ive merry. FLORENCE RUNNER A perfect woman, nobly planned, Tn warn, to comfort. and command, Annual Board Dramatic Club ROY ZEMAN Men of Yew wards are the best men. Football Team Basketball Team ELLEN E. KING Simplicity, thou better name. Than all the family of fame. DOROTHY DAY There is notliiiig more u11i1'er.vall,v eammcnderl than a fine Day, . Girls' Glee Cluh 'ri O ' 26 LQ? h A -.V 1 ffQA,3f. , 0+ , ' + lla' r Q .,A1,. if .'-w:. -..-.4nH4..i.ibLL.-'. ISQXBEL M. BURTON She had a head fo rn11f1'if'c', fl t011g11c In f1c1'.v11a11'1' and a 11a11d to e.l'l'!'1lfZ' 111131 1111.rcI11ef. Dramatic Club Literary Club LUCILLE M. HITCHCOCK The fairest ga1'a'e11 in lzcr looks, And 1'11 her 11111111 the wisest books. K.-XTHARINE PARR ' Age ca1z1mt fc-ither 11o1' custom .stale her i116111't1 variety. WILLIAM E. MCFARLAND And ever I1n11orrd for his wo1'tI1i11es.r. CHARLOTTE BABCOCK W'ifh clzeeks like the 11mu11tai11 pink. Literary Club 27 F W. Y .., r 'FI ,Iv in F 5 3- , E1 1 3 . arg a ,I-'yi lm - U-gf. L - A il? F, , 3-V il-in 5 51-, . . 5 'gr- 5. L-. 4. 1'9 -'-M 'My ---Q qt-Q ' - vu--P ,ffl - ,Q an , RUTH MARTYN She is ivumrenfe itself. Dramatic Club HAROLD AMMERMAN Of stu-dy he took the most care and the most hevdc And no 'word sfvolrz' he more than was needs l?j Dramatic Club Debating Club RUTH DUFFIE Size 15 more fun tlmn n copy nf I.ife. CHARLOTTE ESTEP Two eyes .fo blue And lips so rvd, To see her smile Dotlz turn 011135 head. Dramatic Club MAl54l2l. BE.'XNl3l.OSS0lXl In curtesie was .vet ful morhc lzcr drsirc And all was cousrtcnre and tender heart. Glec Club literary Club i . A. ,.an.. 'li5gm dz . .2 .12-f if A .lx nf. a1.L...9f 28 T ' Av K f 4, ,. is - , f . -Y,f- -. 1 Q l . - ' , 3 aw . ,, .-...N .. -, , -. .. HAROLD CLUM Born to success he seemed. Debating Club OLIVE M. QUAYLE She can mock the 'voice of any age or clime. Dramatic Club LUCILLE AINGWORTH One could never doubt her sincerity and good nature. Literary Club CLEMENTE A. CAFARELLI Syugynge he was, or floytinge all the day, He was as fresh as is the mouth of May. Orchestra Mandolin Club DELLA FOOTE Silence is the lferfeftest herald of joyg I were but little happy if I could say how much Literary Club 29 GLADDEN LINCOLN He haih much lo do. Annual Board Dramatic Club Debating Club Musical Clubs lllanagcr Basketball Team STENVART F. ARMINGTON .11 morrll, semible, and iu'cll-bred IlIl'l1I. HELEN EHRET Right brisk she was, and full of spiril. Dramatic Club Literary Club GERA LD B. BEAN To those who lfllI7'ZU thee 11111, 1111 'ZUl7l'dS mu paint And those who know thre, know all words are faint. HENRY PENTLAND Take him, and use hi111,' hc'.r worflly of il. Debating Club 30 liI,IZAliE'1' ll I ,-X Y 7.11.1711 ur! 4'0IlIlIll'lIdL'd for thy Infauty, and yvt Ill! for thy graft. Ilramatic Club IDOROT H Y ll.-X NN' ES Tlltljc' ulmuf hw' from lim' .vllail I't'lIl1' 7716 fwrfcrt tv.:-x'.v nf lmrmr. CllnXRl.lfS C. SNOW' ,l jolly frimzd In man and maid. llrzuuntic Club Debating Club Cleo Club Orchestra lfl.lf.vXNOR Kll7lfNl3lfRlCK l.i1'cIy and ardfuf, frank mm' kind. Drzuuzuic Club lCl.lZl-XUICTII CONYNIQ Bcflvr late than IlC'I'L'l'. 31 HAZEL HULHURD O11 haffvy arridcuf Hltlf hfllllgllf hvr llcrc. Dramatic Club Literary Club Clce Club ALFRED BIEDERKIAN Ilmr 1110, good fcmflv, while I talk. Dramatic Club Debating Club LUCY D. XVENSLEY To be wvmauly is HIE yrcufcxf !'lIU!'I!I of fmnzmz Dramatic Club Girls' Glee Club RUTH E. GORDON Cl0lIfl'IIIltll rf1vm'f11l11vss is tl sign nf zvisdnnz. l l,ORIA SEARS Uzzxludivd arf thy SIVUPC a'i.vlvlay.v llzljvarls a charm fu all lily ways. Dramatic Club 32 L-4 C Z r-4 O W W O F' 9 U1 U3 r K Margaret Adams Dramatic Club Literary Club Kenneth Akers Debating Club Dramatic Club Norman Alexander Secretary and I TWU5' Ma11dolin Club urer of Junior Class Football Team A tlzletic Board Louise Alt Everett Armington Olive Asselin Lester Avery Dramatic Club Debating Club Cleo Club Banjo Club Mandolin Club Eula Bailey Thomas Barrett Debating Club Dramatic Club Howard Barrows Banjo Club Mandolin Club Orchestra Dorothy Battram Charlene Birge Literary Club Glee Club Eleanor Bleiler Literary Club Qgtitrirlirl izgiilfrf rr' J f f 77' Herman Boley L.MliUvIQ President of Junior Class Debating Club Football Team A tlzletie Board Norman Book Banjo Club Louise Bowler 1 Literary Club Dramatic Club llelen Brand Fred Braun Lawrence Breek Mandolin Club Edward Brown Debating Club Marian llrown Literary Club Antoinette Burton Literary Club Dramatic Club Kathryn Calder Vice President Junior Class Literary Club Dramatic Club Helen Caldwell Dramatic Club Ruth Carter Literary Club Dramatic Club 34 vt louise Case Literary Club Dorothy Cate Literary Club Alice Clark Literary Club Ruth Connelly Dramatic Club Clec Club Homer Cook Kenyon Cook Joseph Coolidge Banjo Club lllandoliu Club Robert Coolidge Mandolin Club lYallace Criley Evelyn Creed Literary Club Claire Dancer Debating Club lllandolin Club Kathryn Donald Literary Club Frances Dunham Literary Club Draniatie Club Olive Emerson Literary Club Dranzatic Club Leonard Field Orchestra Debating Club Glee Club Marie Finley Leonard Foote Orchestra Donald Forward Ethel French Literary Club Dramatic Club Glee Club Miriam Gammel Dramatic Club Literary Club Kenneth Gardner Debating Club Dramatic Club Ellery Gilkey Debating Club Dramatic Club Glee Club Osborne Goldrick Ralph Gordon Football Team joseph Gundry Harry C. Hahn Debating Club Mildred Hart Dramatic Club Literary Club Glee Club Gertrude Hatfield Dramatic Club Literary Club ' May Henderson Redge Henn Dramatic Club Debating Club Banjo Club Mandolin Club Football Team Dorothy Herrick Dramatic Club Virgil Hills Edith Hole Dramatic Club Literary Club Pauline Hopkins Marie Howes Glee Club Darlie Johnson George Kaull Dramatic Club Football Team Herman Keyerleber Robert Koch Earl Knapp Lester Krause Debating Club Marjorie Krauss Robert Krause Debating Club Dorothy Kyle Dramatic Club Alfred Lang Virginia Leighton Literary Club Glee Club Fletcher Lewis Literary Club janet Lewis Dramatic Club Literary Club Roy Lock Football Team Harriet Lyons Albert Mason Pauline Mast Walter Mayer Newell McConoughey Debating Club Dranzatic Club Robert Mclllatters Glee Club Dorothy Means Literary Club Clee Club Helen Merrell Bernice Mills Pauline Moffett Literary Club Dramatic Club Glee Club Clyde Morgenthaler lVilbur Oatman Grace Oldrieve Grace Parmelee Rose Patchin e john Pettibone Debating Club 35 George Quay Bruce Richardson Arla Riley Harold Robinson Harry Robinson Gilbert Schroeder Elmer Sefling Gladys Sheldon Beatrice Sherman Glee Club Literary Club Aldarilla Shipley Literary Club Roger Siddall Dramatic Club Debating Club Orchestra Gladys Smalley Harvey Smith Mandolin Club Homer Smith Debating Club Dramatic Club Roy Smith Alfred Springer Taylor Stanton Banjo Club Lawrence Strimple Debating Club Dramatic Club Edith Townsend Winifred Van Dorn Literary Club Florence VVagner Literary Club Glec Club Ralph Vtlaycott Banjo Club Mandolin Club Mary Weyandt Dorothy Wheelock Gladys YVhite Dramatic Club Percy White Dramatic Club Mary XVynant Dramatic Club Literary Club Henry Young Banjo Club Mandolin Club Adelle Zeman Harvey Zorbaugh Dramatic Club Q -,. .fu -un .ls :- ..-..u,-.-up -1,-1 II. 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Bailey, Walter Baird, Genevieve Baldwin, Russell llalzhiser, Mildred Bard, Rudolph Bates, Jean Bauder, Mary Black, Harold Blau, Robert Bolton, Hugh Browne, Hazel Bryan, Dorothy Bushnell, Faith Carter, Constance Carter, Forrest Castillo, Amelia Chappelka, Ethel Chesney, Gray Chubbuck, Stephen Clemens, Dorothy Cody, Louis Cole, Nellie Croft, Fred Demelto, Vincent Derby, Fred Dice, Harold Digges, Margaret Dunham, Marian Dunlap, Arlyn Elwood, Spencer Fenton, Frances Frayer, Harold Gardner, John Gay, Walker Geuder, Jeanette Gill, Mildred Gleason, John Goodwin, Ralph Green, Harold Harman, Bentley Hatch, Virginia Hatfield, Gordon Hauschild, Virginia Havens, Launcelot Henn, Carl Herron, Alice Hills, Clifford Hills, Helen Holah, Beatrice Holah, Ralph Houghton, Dorothy Hoyt, Homer Hudson, Paul Husband, Harold Husband, Ruby Huggins, Frederick Keggen, Grace Knight, May Koehler, Marcella Kohn, Marjorie Latimer, Helen Laubscher, VVilliam Lippert, Arthur Logee, Robert MacMahon, Marianna Mauldin, Dodd Mavis, Mildred McGuire, Charles Merville, Pauline Meyers, Everett Mollenhauser, Jessie Mott, Bernard Murray, Eleanor Nagel, La Vaughn Newmeyer, Helen Pollock, Katherine 36 CM Qg 3 Pullman, Oliva Reindell, Margaret Rinear, Eugene Roberts, Ralph Roblee, Judson Rosecrans, Leslie Rose, Edward Rosen, Evangeline Ross, Howard Royce, Paul Rozko, Mildred Sanborn, Norman Sayle, VVilliam Schwenger, Rose Scott, Jean Seaver, Hugh Sloan, Gordon Smith, Lenore Somnitz, George Sterling, George Sterling, Lee Swearingen, Alfred Thomas, Leah Tener, Roberta Unger, Jay Walsh, Helen VVelker, Roland Welty, Merle Wenham, Lester lVl1errit, Paul Whittlesey, Marion VVilsdorf, Clarence VVinsor, Harry Wirth, Roy VVright, Donald Vlfright, Douglas Yensen, Helen Yost, Dorothy Youngberg, Alice Z 0 g,X almbcyrobert ZICILIZIIIISSUIIIYOII agarroy Z1I1dl'CWSIHZll'iCllClC!l 11l'tCI'I'iCl1ZIl'd ll21ilCyOI'!11Zl l1a1'ncttmilch'cd bz1r1mrclclm1'lcs bczumellic bca11blusson1111ary lmorgcsnortoll bu1'11sidc1'osz1lincl buslmcllcbcnczer lmutncrjolm lmrowmloris brownevivian lmycrlyurclxangc calclwcllmanson carismabel cllznppclkzlerlith clarkj ameri culelnzmgcrzllcl cm1pc1'mzu'grcttzl comstocktllomas cl znrkjoy C1':1igCm'riC crileymzlrgarct CI'lllJ2lllghCyl'llS cunninglmzumwmth cooleyellcn cooleylucy czxrterdon L'llUl1lCI'llUl'll11ll1 Corcyneil claykcnneth tl'211lgClOj0C devormartlm clcckcrlymlcll ClCS6llIJCl'glNill1l'Cfl QI1tOl1d2lViLl CIJ6l'SOlCCZ1l'l fuirbankvcrn ilmllinglouise Ii X1CHiIlQ'CClWZlYd fordaline fosmiregcmgc fl'ZllltZl'1lSSCH furrymlorothy garrelljoc glasslionel gUldI'iCkZ1I'tllLlI' gorclonflnley gI'ZlyI'Cid g1'ifiitl1rlQllz1 gilclcrslccvcrutlx llallclonzlld l1z1cllcym:11'garct lmrrisstzmley lmtcllflorence lmatlmwzlyfostel' hzlyescstllcr' hzmcockfrances llcmlersonveruzl hcckmnnfred 37 hott1'ickl:1xx'1'cncc 1'lOf:fIllI1IlkCllI1C1ll hoppcrma horixhclcn 11011ght0nma1'gm'ct h0XVCllSl'lltll hillyzlrmlellen hurlburtsllirley jamiesmmwilliam jenegertrude jacobsdorothy kzllinzlczlrl kiughclen killgll1ildl'Cll kirkwood1'icl1:1r1l kisl1le1'john kishlermclvillc kocffcngcrtrurlc keyerlebc1'pz1ul kulmviolet kmusenmdelinc kylclmarvey 1:1 rsonhclcn lashwarrick lewismargzlrct langcclgar lockralph loehrgcorge lynngladys lynnlmrold IIIZISOITKIOFOHIY martingertrude martinward pattersondexter shepardclark merrillrobert perrinedorothy shupebenson mcdonnellmarie phelpsfaith shupejeanette mcdonnellmichael phelpsrobert smithmckinley mcleenlaveuua porteradeline sillgertrude mccarrollmildred pullmansylvia spirasylvia mcmillanmary pettithelen stangviola mckaymartha prattdorothy streettheodore mcquiggpauline quaypaul taylorherbert merrilllippert rapphelen taylorphillips millerruby ranfthenry thomaswalter milliswalter reecemildred truscottelizabeth millsmarjorie richardsvirginia vansweringenraymond millerjosephine robertsonharry wagnerada morasamuel rozkorose wensleymargaret moreyblanche rutherfordmildred westdudley muezjeskifrzmces 1'uHouis wheelockmary murraykatherine salzmanhelen wheeleralverta myersmortimer seamanmildred whitemartin nagelmary schneideredward woodburnfred northwaymzlurice schroederalvin woolframisabel ogleelanor schmockcarlton yorkbarney parrjohn scribnerkatherine yostkatherine Jrvnhmvn E. copeira houselillian oxleycampbell crawfordflorence kahlemadeline rekercarl crileyfrederick kimballmaynard smalleybernice daytonmead kingllerman watermanblanche denisonross luensealvin wendthelen llendersonruth N ,J V mf ,, g4jiiifQ?.'!ff1.vw , 3 , 1,111.61 f...X lfggmg U' 38 CLASS OF 1911-12 Arthur Alexander ........................ Case School of Applied Science. Xyllllillfl Allen ........................ Case School of Applied Science. Perry XV. Bailey .................... Oherlin College. Thurman Baker ....... Working. Catharine Barber . .. ............ . . . . Post Graduate course at Shaw. Paul C. Battenfeld .... ........... Working. Hortense Bing ...... At home. Charles Brookhart ....... .......... Post Graduate course at Shaw. if 1 p C !f,l AQ1' ' 7 X A- S, 'fx A ' ' X i ' x X 4' iff 3, ' 1 1 xx A A p, , l K ' 'V 0 I , X i. be 5 353? QQ Xw XX A L ' N 43' 5? . . .18 Rosalind Avenue .909 Potomac Avenue . . .44 XVinclemere Street . . . . 2 Rozelle Avenue . . . .93 Brightwood Street . .50 Fernwood Street 11327 Bellflower Road ..........783 Radnor Road Lucille Brookins ................... .... 2 6 Villa Beach, Collinwood College for XVomen, NV. R. lf. Markley Brown .................. .. .67 Somerton Road, Cleveland Heights Kenyon College. Elizabeth Calder .......... Bradford Academy. Florence Connolly ....... Oberlin College. .. .81 Rosalind Road . . . .Villa Beach Martha Cowles . .................... ...11312 Euclid Avenue Beechwood Finishing School. Harold Danforth ................. .... B eersford Road With the Otis Steel Co. Grace Daviess ..................... .... 4 8 Beersford Road College for VVomen. VV. R. U. 39 - ggugnnnnnnmunlugugl ArlmeDxce ......... In her father's office. Gamet Eaton .... Marcy Frear ................ Kindefgaiflsir 'riialriig 's.!hLl.i.' ' ' ' ' Pennsylvania University. 'Earl Frost ..................... With the W. Bingham Co. Marjorie Gardner .... . ...... . . .. College for Women, W. R. Rosa1ieGarson Adeline G Glen Eden School. iflin ................ Ohio State University. Morgan Guenther ........... Yale College. Robert Hager ........ Margaret Working. Hamilton . . . Abroad. Margaret ,Hart ................. Studying music at home. Ruth Hawley ................. Pamona College. Sutton Hayden ......... . Hiram College. Ruth Hayes ................. Lake Erie College. Dorothy Henry .............. College for Women, ' i ' . i . Arlme Higley .................. Cleveland Kindergarten I n i i i i . Eleanor Hitchings ............... College for Women, W. R. U. Leonard Hole ................... Carl Koch Western Reserve University. .-aa.. ., -.. -.- . . . . . . . .46 Shaw Avenue .30 Lake Front Avenue . .13085 Euclid Avenue . ..... 75 Holyoke Avenue . .13495 Euclid Avenue .1953 East 73rd Street . . .42 Collinwood Road . . . .Cleveland Heights 39 Auburndale Avenue . . . .58 Stanwood Road . . . .70 Stanwood Road . . .Pamona, California . . . .456 Shaw Avenue . . .117 Phillips Avenue . .13626 Euclid Avenue 13306 Superior Avenue . .. ...... Haydn Hall . . . .42 Stanwood Road CathermeHo1mes......................... Domestic Science course, East Tech. Western Reserve University. Elsie Kuhl ................ . ...... . . At home. Brackett Lewis .......... Stevenson Oberlin College. Lewis University of Wisconsin. .2057,East 79th Street .2053 East 96th Street . .65 Windemere Road .1853 -East 79th Street . . . ..... 90 Rosemont Road -1- ,-:1gn- -n ef- - '-sg.-rr 5--rn ,,. .ir-v . 27 I 1 .- 4 : f - 7: ! I. E1 .1 s P. ill' s if f it. L. I Ei ple g.. I Dwight Logee ..................... Western Reserve University. GeorgeMayer..... .... .... .... . University of Pennsylvania CPhiladelphia.J. Don McMullen . .. ........................ . University of Michigan. Jerald Moore ........................ Case School of Applied Science. Grace Murphy .............. ........ Downer College. Will Newmeyer ....................... Case School of Applied Science. Robert Queisser ..................... . Kenyon College. Sterling Rees ..................... Western Reserve University. Harold Reindel ..................... Case School of Applied Science. LeonardRoss Western Reserve University. Ozella Rowe ....................... College for Women, W. R. U. Neil Sawdey .............. ' ........... Case School of Applied Science. Brainard Schmok ..................... Dyke's Business College. - Leslie Smith Western Reserve University. FordSprague........ .... VVestern Reserve University. IarvisStreet.............. .... Western Reserve University. ClarenceTaylor................. .... Western Reserve University. LeonardVessy ........ Western Reserve University. Alfred Ward ........ Working. William Ward ............. Cornell University. . . . .42 Strathmore Street .. .2017 Cornell Road . . .42 Roxbury Road . . . . .31 Hower Avenue ...66 Page Avenue . . .42 Prospect Street . .76 Stanwood Road 1370 East 95th Street .Windemere Terrace . . .86 Carlyon Road . . . .Franklin Avenue .35 Rosalind Avenue . . . .16 Taylor Road . . .1830 Wilton Road 2025 East 69thiStreet .. .Taylor Road ..... . .Taylor Road ....95 Grasmere Street . . . .9201 Miles Avenue ....9201 Miles Avenue Bernice Wardwell ........... .... 2 062 East 115th Street Lake Erie College. Norma Whipple ......... Working. Dorothy Williams ............................. ..... 8 110 Carnegie Avenue Studying Domestic Science at East Tech. Louise Williams . .......................... College for Women, W. R. U. 41 . .. .39 Page Avenue W Q 'L M ' ' X M M 4 KI In 1 J, M M I Q I 3 Ralph iimclml .. Hcrmzm Ilolcy . .. Normzm .XICXZIIIIICT Mr. Scatcm . .. Mr. Uflhmgcr ... Mr. Carter' .. Hr. Kirk ...., up-urge liaull ,. flmrlcs Snow .. ATHLETIC BOARD 43 .. ...T'rcsiric11t ...Yirc-Vrcsiflcllt , . . . .Secretary . . . . . . .Trczlsurcr . . .Physical Dircctor . . . .Faculty IXIZIIIIIQCI' . . . . . . lfaculty Member Stuclcul licprcsclmtzltivc Student Representative Norman Alexander, '14 Football Track Herman Boley, '14 Football Lawrence Breck, '14 Hockey jack Butner, '15 Football Mourton Case, '13 Football Irving Danforth, '13 Football Baseball Edward Davidson, '13 Basketball Alfred Goss, '13 Football Basketball Pattern nf the - - - Ralph Gordon, ' 14 Football Hockey Harold Green, '14 Track Redge Henn, '14 Football Fred Huggins, '14 Hockey Harold Husband, '14 Football Kenneth King, '13 Football fmanagerj George Kaull, '14 Football Hockey Gladden Lincoln, '13 Basketball fmanagerj Roy Lock, '14 Football Hockey Track 44 Sam Mora, '15 Football Basketball Ernest Randall, '14 Football Robert Sanborn, '13 Basketball Atlce Schafer, '13 Basketball Henry Young, '14 Baseball Stanley Young, '13 Baseball Roy Zeman, '13 Football Basketball Kenneth King, Maimger Ralph Chwcloli, Captain l.eft linrl-Alfferl trims l.eft VllZlL'lilCffiCHl'gL' lillllll Left fitlard--Mo111'tmi Case Reclge llenn Center-Herman lloley Right t'1i1a1'clfRoy Zeniun Right Tztekle-blolin Rutner lincls-Kraus, XYolmtt 'llZ1ClilCS-A11ll'l'lCI'lllZl1l, Davidson tiuarcls-Ilean, Avery CCl1lCl'7XYllltC, Quay H. ll. Czlntielrl, Cuzleli First Team Sam Mora Right linmlfllrnest Rzlnclzlll Quarterlmztekflrving ljilllffiflll Left llzllf-Nmrinzln ,-Xlexanrlei' lflzmwld llushztncl Right Hz1lffR:ilph tlorcloii, Capt Fulll1:1ekeRoy Lock Second Team Halves-Douglas XY1'igl1t Donald XY1'ight Full I3z1elcHSkce1 Quarter-Smith Season 1 91 2 Shaw . .. .. . 12 Glenville . . . . U Shaw ... ... IS Oberlin ... ... 17 Shaw . . . . . . 40 Ashtabula . . . . 7 Shaw . .. . . . O Massillon .. . . . . . 7 Shaw 9 U. S. .... . ....12 Shaw ...I4 Tech .. O Shaw ... ... O East ..... . .... 12 Shaw ...21 Central 14 46 HIC most spectacular play of the season occurred in the last few minutes of play when the Shaw team of 1912 defeated Central, thereby ending the season with a ranking of third in the Qnadrangular. Our ancient foes. University and Fast, were the teams in the Quad. that brought defeat to Shaw, as did Massillon High at Massillon. In spite of these three setbacks. the victories over Glenville, Ashtabula, Oberlin, East Tech, and Central make us feel that the season wasreally a good one. Having only six letter men back from last year, Coach Canfield and Cap- tain tiordon took all the candidates for the team in sight to a football camp at Silver Lake. Uf the fourteen present, none regretted their however slight reputations as footballers, which gave them the chance to attend the camp. llesides the good times, the fellows practiced and took long hikes which did a great deal to get them in condition. This was shown in the lirst game of the season with Cileuville when Shaw defeated their opponents 12-0. The Shaw enthusiasts were surprised to see the number of stars that had been developed, and from this time on, they had visions of a championship eleven. The next Saturday Oberlin came to town. and the spectators were favored with one of the best games every played on Shaw Field. Shaw ran up 13 points in the first quarter, and then Oberlin braced up and in the third and fourth quarters scored 17 points to Shaw's 5, which made the final score l8-l7. ln this game Cap. Gordon was the star and from this time on. was feared by all other teams in the city. The next Saturday the team journeyed to Ashtabula where a hard game was expected. It was a hard game in the sense that the fellows often found a shortage of wind from scoring touch- downs, as the score of 40-O indicates. The next week Massillon got revenge for the defeats received at the hands of Shaw in the two previous years, and won a hard fought game by the score of 7-0. The absence of Gordon and Alex- ander from the backfield greatly weakened the team. The fellows worked faithfully the next week for the U. S. game. Cany felt that this year above all was the one when Speedy Rush's aggregation was doomed to get a taste of defeat at the hands of Shaw. The Shaw players were not equal to the occasion and for some unknown reason let U. S. score 12 points in the first half. Shaw came back strong in the second half, but University was -fre! if .I 7 I T if rf y is ff- .ll C'i'. fh'clff.ft, ii f W i t it .iz .tlitlllrialf I I M x 47 equally strong, and Shaw scored but 9 points, which made the final score 12-9. After this game the well known Shaw spirit was a thing of the past and not until after the Tech team was defeated 14-O was it brought back to its own. On the following Friday Shaw and East engaged in what turned out to be a struggle for the supremacy in water. East proved to be supreme and won by the score of 12-O, it being a harder fought game than the score indicates. Shaw was greatly weakened by the absence of Lock, Gordon and Alexander, through injuries due to the condition of the field. The last game of the year was with Central and our team surprised every- one by winning in the last few minutes of play by the score of 19-12. Some of the fighting spirit of this game was undoubtedly due to the fact that Flrnie Randall, Jack Butner, Alfred Goss, Pat Case, Roy Zeman and Pip Danforth were playing their last game for '6Dear Old Shaw, and in order to leave a good taste in the mouths of these vigorous athletes, they would be content with nothing but victory. NVe therefore ended the season with a victory. f - , Jw f r' . r K so W , ' I f all E5 ' ki A 4 x - i hi i ' ' f i n o ' so ,vez ,, 'WANT W N ,, wilt' F, xi . ' lll'fff'1llffWZ'W': N -.,..,,,,,,4,ji. Www ,i,,Q 9 1'-fEff,,fm,h. .-1--f,. ff'-hrixzlg L4 H 15 48 ED IP U3 71 F1 P-I CU IP F' F' f-I F1 3' 3 H 1 : Qs H fl X' fl . .1 J Q , sf Q16 mf s f5 FlI5'1'1 U WZ 9 r ' ' pal U View VN W N , : 3551 'is ff: 'I'-til., -B e mia-5 ?.Q'o':'3 'QQSQV he Q44 -1142501 Captain Roy ZEMAN Manager GLADDEN LINCOLN Coach lf. C. Oifrinoizn Team Scimifiziz .... . . .Forfc'1m'd Goss .... . .... Guard SANIEORN .... Forfcwrd ZEMAN . .... ..... G uard Mona .... .... C miter DAvmsoN . . . . . .Forward Schedule Shaw ... .... 14 Alumni .. .. ... 15 Shaw ... ... 14 Oberlin ... ... 25 Shaw . .. .... 28 Central .. . . . .. 10 Shaw . . . .... 16 Geneva .. . . . . . 17 Sllilw . .. .... 14 Oberlin . .. .. . 24 Shaw . .. .... 25 University . . .. .. 18 Shaw ..... .... 1 7 Geneva .. . . . . . 24 Shaw ...... .... 1 9 Fast ........ . . . 21 Total .... ... . . . .147 Total ...... .... . ...154 HAXV 19, East 21, shows how near the Shaw basketball team of 1913 came to winning a cup for the championship of the Quadrangular League. The team had to be content with coming close, as did the football team and many others representing Shaw. The season started with good material in sight, excepting the fact that Captain Pattison failed to enter school. Roy Zeman, however, successfully filled the role. Although the team won only two games, these were with Central by the score of 28-10, and the other with U. S., 25-18g these important victories gave them second place in the Quad. The rest of the games were with out of town teams, and so of less importance. The last game of the year was with East on their floor. Shaw lost to the blue and gold in a very exciting game in overtime play, after the game appeared to be won by Shaw, by the score of 21-19. 50 TRACK TEAM .Univrrlmm 'rark 1111221 Seniors, 66g EVENT 100 yd. Dash 220 yd Dash 440 yd. Dash S80 yd Dash Mile 120 yd Hurdles 220 yd Hurdles 12 lb. Shot Pole Vault Running High Jump Running Broad jump juniors, 57Mg Sophoinores, 565 Freshmen 4825 Unlimited Class FIRST SECOND THIRD FOURTH Lock S. Lewis H. Danforth A. Goss Lock Frances Ammerman Lippert S. Lewis Skeel Goss F. Gordon A. Alexander Skeel Cluni Gardner A. Alexander Skeel McDonald Gordon N. Alexander Boley Green Frances N. Alexander Goss Green Patterson Evans Taylor W. NVard Lock Evans Frances France Hole Hole P. Bailey Frances Gardner Lock S. Lewis Evans Frances fS. Lewis, Allan, Relay QA. Alexander, lH. Danforth 115-130 Pound Class 100 yd. Dash Battenheld H. Young L. Ross C. Arthur 220 yd. Dash Oldrieve L. Smith Battenheld 120 yd. Hurdles Green Patterson Battenfield McDonald Mile Don XVright I. Danforth Schafer Snow Running High B. Lewis Krause Battenfield Patterson Relay Seniors won L. Ross L. Smith Battenfield Lewis Under 95 Pound Class EVENT FIRST SECOND THIRD 100 yd. Dash Strimple Barrett Hills 120 Low Hurdles Striinple Hills Barrett 830 yd. Dash Strimple Sanborn Barrett Relay Sophoniores won Booke Sanborn Strimple Hills 52 95-115 Pound Class EVENT FIRST SECOND THIRD 100 yd. Dash H. Greene Douglas VVright Don NVright 120 L. Hurd. jD0uglas Wright? tied XV. Bailey 1Don VV right jx 880 yd. Dash Green Douglas Wright Rogers Relay Sophomores won Rogers Poole Siever R. Kraus W ri aw f 'T fvglffvl 1 - - TSG-X- D, 3'4'-Y'-'fl -T Saw 1 Iggzvbt. - X WX . ' K D 5 B a 5 Cf ,f X - - we 2 3 AD E E N X 5 , E T' 5 ,, L ' c- 53 maart ' HE Shaw team of 1912 had a successful Ye ' year. A track team at Shaw was some- what of an experiment, but because of the showing last year's team made, it now looks as though it were here to stay. After the team was picked, the fellows on the team chose Arthur Y' xc- -p Alexander captain, and their choice proved to be 522'- a good one. .. The first track meet was with Glenville, and f f the Shaw athletes won by a score of 57-45. After this good showing, the team decided to compete in a meet at XVooster, of all the High Schools in that part of Ohio. In this meet, Shaw got third place, a silver cup for winning the relay' and some of the fellows got gold medals. The Quad. meet was next and Shaw again got third place, while Lock and Alexander increased their supply of medals. The last meet of the year was the Princeton meet, but Shaw made a rather poor showing in this. With Roy Lock as captain, this year's team should have another successful year. vlif'-W5 l f RQ lsi td h '61 W- N hh , X , 1,- tw vuz. J i 1- QA ' ,laaifff ' or .7.. Y winks Ermgnrczllah Brhuting Giluh funn-g Olhxiu Girls' Gln ings' Gln Minh Hauhnfih Minh lanin Glluh fbrrhestra lmilflllnif . . H V, Y. .s6 U :U Jw S Dv P-I 0 0 - x C IIJ E HAMA L A lily- ,Q e U Y. '. xw- ' , - ' ...N ,f ' tgp 3 .. D L4 ' ,- 7' ,' ,rg H 3 . Wqwigl F W ya t .lv J I 3 y g . . .T ix 'li - Y -vm-,W ww' . -, ,x Q ur: .l :.M..4,..- g Q 4 . . ,ir President Trmrmrcr TRYING D,xN1foRTn A111212 Sciml-'nk Vice-Prrsidrzzt B1tSlIlf'SS Manager ALICE RonERTs ICENNETII IQING Secretary Clzczirmmz KATHERINE KEELER IQEDGE LlENN Margaret Adams Kenneth Akers Keith Allen Harold Ammerman Charles Arthur Lester Avery Catharine liarber Thomas Barrett Alfred Diederman Louise Bowler Ruth Brown Antoinette Burton Isabel Burton Kathryn Calder Helen Caldwell Ruth Carter Ethel Chappelka Ruth Connelly lrving Danforth Dorothy Dawes julia Daviess Marian Dill Frances Dunham Helen Ehret Olive Emerson Charlotte Estep Harry Farrand Flizabeth Fay Richard Findley Fthel French Florence Fuller Louise Fuller Miriam Gammell Kenneth Gardener lillery Gilkey Marjorie Graham Madeline Hamlin Mildred Hart Gertrude Hatfield Redge Henri Dorothy Herrick Edith Hole Hazel Hulburd Margaret Ianke George Kaull Katherine Keeler Rernardine Keiser Kenneth King Margaret King Dorothy Kyle janet Lewis Gladden Lincoln 58 Ruth Martyn Geraldine Milligan Pauline Moffett Newell McConoughcy Olive Quayle Eleanor Rifenberick Alice Roberts Florence Runner Robert Sanborn Atlee Schafer Floria Scars Roger Siddall Homer Smith Charles Snow Lawrence Strimple Rolla Spira Katharine Tener Lucy XVensley Gladys XYhite Percy XYhite Dorothy Xlihitelaw Doris XYhitslar Mary XYynant Adele Zeman Randall Ross Stanley Young U U1 U1 IP '-I Z C3 0 F' CI UJ ff. if EL' - ..... 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' 0 :I-15? 5 . mfr nawsewwae-Rm - Ft ' , E fia::4:a-2:21 First Administration PRESIDENT, Alfred Biederman VICE-PRESIDENT, Ellery Gilkey SECRETARY, Raymond Atkinson TREASURER, Henry Pentland Second Administration PRESIDENT, Harry Farrand VYICE-PRESIDENT, Henry Pentlan d Officers SECRETARY, Randall Ross TREASURER, Richard Findley Third Administration PRESIDENT, Stanley Young VICE-PRESIDENT, Redge Henn SECRETARY, Lester Avery TREASURER, Kenneth Akers Kenneth Akers Harold Ammerman Charles Arthur Raymond Atkinson Lester Avery Thomas Barrett Alfred Biederman Herman Boley Edward Brown Harold Clum Claire Dancer Harry Farrand Members Leonard Field Richard Findley Leys France Kenneth Gardener Ellery Gilkey Harry Hahn Redge Henn Lester Krause Robert Krause Gladden Lincoln Carl Maedje Newell MCConoughey 60 Henry Pentland John Pettibone Mead Rosebaugh Randall Ross Atlee Schafer Kurt Seelbach Roger Siddall Burt Skeel Homer Smith Charles Snow Lawrence Strimple Stanley Young Dk- Nl M s ll WD Wt KE lub Keith Allen l.ester Avery Howard Barrows Hugh Bolton Norman Rook Lawrence Rreck Clemente Cafarelli joseph Coolidge Robert Coolidge Claire Dancer lrving Danforth lillery Gilkey Alfred Goss Harry Farrand PRESIDENT, Henry Young X7lCE-PRESIDENT, Ralph XVaycott S12cRE'rARx', Burt Skeel TREAsriR12R, Alfred Goss MANAGER, Charles Arthur Richard Findley l,eys France Russell Franz Carlton llenn Redge Henn Stanley Harris Kenneth King Melville Kishler l.auncelot Havens Harvey Kyle Claclden Lincoln Robert lXTclVatters Maurice Northway Dexter Patterson 61 Eugene Rinear Robert Sanborn Norman Sanborn Atlee Schafer Rurt Skeel Gordon Sloan llomer Smith lawrence Strimple l.ee Sterling Ralph Waycott Donald VVorthington Henry Young Stanley Young lZ.M.'lB. 1 U3 D A U I-rl L11 .-I CJ CD D-' O OJ Bsga isrviqpiuauli Din:-:Crong E. 1. Davis LEADER, Irving Danforth . Prnmsr, Launceloi Havens FIRST TENOR Harry Farrand Leonard Field Russell Franz Launcelot Havens Harvey Kyle . Carl Maedje Norman Sanborn Burt Skeel SECOND TENOR Irving Danforth Atlee Schafer - Charles Snow McKinley smith Kenneth King Robert-McWatters john Kishler F1xs'r BAss' Eugene Rinear U Henry Young Stanley, Yonng Keith Allen Ellery Gilkey ' 63 Richard Findlay ' Melville Kisliler Gray Chesney I - I l Sscoma BAss . Alfred Goss 1 Maurice Northway Lester Avery Lee Sterling ' Harold Ammerman jalnes Clark f Stanley - Harris LD 'D A O Z A O Q Z 4 E lCll3 HHUOLIH CLU DIRECTIJR, gl. G. Liddicoat LEADER, Henry Young Lester Avery . .. Norman Book . . . lloward Barrows . Lawrence Breek . . . . . Hugh Bolton .... Clemente Cafarelli joseph Coolidge . Robert Coolidge . Claire Dancer . . . Carl Henn .... Redge Henn .... Harold Husband . Gladden Lincoln Burt Skeel ..... llarvey Smith . . Lee Sterling . . . Ralph XVaycott .. Oliver VVibraham Donald lllorthington . . .. llenry Young ..... Dexter Patterson . lst 2nd . lst 2nd 2nd .Znd 2nd 2nd .lst .lst . . .Guitar . . .Banjo , . .Drum Mandolin Mandolin . . . .Cello Mandolin Mandolin Mandolin . . .Guitar .Mandola Mandolin . . . .Cello . . .Guitar Mandolin .. .Guitar Mandolin ...Guitar Mandolin Mandolin .Mandola fgfskqel H 5 BANJO CLUB Z'- X.. 4 shed s DIRECToR, J. G. Liddicoat LEADER, Ralph Wayeott Lester Avery .... Norman Book . . . ... . . . . .Znd Banjo and Guitar .,. .lst Banjo and llanjcurine Leys France ............... 2nd Banjo Carl Henn .... .. ....... ..... l iuitar Redge Henn .... .................... 1 st llanjo Dexter Patterson .... Piccolo, lianjo and 2nd llanjo Taylor Stanton ................. Bass llanjo Burt Skeel ...... .... 2 nd Banjo and Guitar Ralph XVaycott ..... ............ 1 st Banjo Donald XVO1'tl1ll1glOl1 . ...... ..2nd Banjo Henry Young .... .... Gladden Lincoln . Clemente Cafarelli Howard Barrows . joseph Coolidge ............,.......... GUITAR QUARTIAETTE Dmncroiz, J. G. Liddicoat Lester Avery I. Ci. Liddiroat fx Z V ,Ejaf , .,'v ,D we D, J, ,f 67 Banjo Mandolin ............Cello . . . . .Cello .... ...Drum . . . .Znd Banjo llurt Skecl Carl Henn 42 CZ I-1 cn bl I U D6 O w --l - V fini. gl O lfiibr lllno MANAGER, Clemente Cafarelli SEC. AND TREAS., Gladden Lincoln LIBRARIAN, Howard Barrows DIRECTOR, Prof. C. Deuringer Launcelot Havens Carl Maed je .... Kurt Seelbach .... Leonard Foote . . . Charles Snow Alfred Swearingen ..... . . . Howard Barrows Leonard Field Roger Siddall . .. Judson Roblee .... Clemente Cafarelli Gladden Lincoln . Burt Skeel ..... Neil Corey ..,. Roy VVirtl1 .... . . . . . .Piano ...lst Violin ....1st Violin . .Znd Violin ..2nd Violin . .2nd Violin . . .Trombone . .lst Cornet . . . .Znd Cornet .Znd Cornet .......Cello .......Cello . . .Bass Viol French Horn ........Drum B CLU TERARY LI RLY GI I ,gg . D D651 'iftr infill! h fa First Administration Oicers PRESIDENT, Kathryn Calder i VICE-PRESIDENT, Geraldine Milligan SEC. AND TREAS., Lucille Aingworth Second Administration PRESIDENT, Miriam Gammell VICE-PRESIDENT, Louise Bowler Margaret Adams Lucille Aingworth Charlotte Babcock Mabel Beanblossom Charline Birge Eleanor Bleiler Louise Bowler Marion Brown Antoinette Burton Isabel Burton Kathryn Calder Ruth Carter Louise Case Alice Clark Evelyn Creed Katharine Donald Frances Dunham Madeline Hamlin ' Members Olive Emerson Della Foote Ethel French Miriam Gammell Marjorie 'Graham Mildret Hart Gertrude Hatfield Edith Hole Hazel Hulburd Dorothy Cate Margaret King Bernardine Keiser Katherine Keeler Dorothy Kyle Janet Lewis Virginia Leighton Dorothy Means 71 SEC. AND TREAS., Louise Case Third Administration PRESIDENT, janet Lewis V1c1:-PRESIDENT, Adele Zeman SEC. AND TKEAS., Marion Brown Geraldine Milligan Pauline Moffett Anne Parks Laura Rapp A Ruth Phillips Beatrice Sherman Aldarilla Shipley Loraine Slater Katharine Tener Winifred Van Dorn Beatrice Vosper Florence Walsh Florence Wagner Dorothy Whitelaw Mary Wynant Dorothy Yost Adele Zeman UB CL GLEE y RLS GI GW 1 In we Us Glee Ci la mf' A .. wi' A'AA xv X NW xy H 4 li' N X I-I X fr Q C - I X XI as , 4 I Nix ,' I I' I f ' 1 I X . ld V' 1. . L X i f , xx r' V' 'i M X EM i rl I :C - xxx' l i J X l 1 ,f lx I ll . we ,f I I Director Secretary MISS FLORENCE SHAFFER JULIA DAVIESS President Treasurer and Librarian GERALDINE MILLIG.XN MARJORIE GRAHAM Vice-President Pianist I ucv WEN SLEY FIRST SoPRANo Geraldine Milligan Marjorie Graham Ruth Connolly Pauline Moffett Alice Roberts Marie Howes Charline Birge Beatrice Sherman Roberta Tener julia Daviess Martha McKay Verna Henderson Ruth Gildersleeve Irma Hopp Q Dorothy Pratt SECOND VoICE Dorothy Day Ruby Miller Faith Phelps Ada XVagner Viola Stang Mabel Beanblossom Hazel Hulburd Dorothy Ruth Lyndell Decker Mary Beanblossom Jeanette Geuder Mildred Hart 73 ETHEL FRENCH Virginia Leighton Lucy Vtlensley TIIIRD VOICE Dorothy Means Constance Carter Helen Newmeyer Dorothy Furry Mary Bauder Elizabeth Trescott Dorothy Bryan Florence Wagiier Louise Fuller Helen Andrews Beatrice Vosper wif' 3 X rg X ' x -X X XX S S X X I E x 4' 1' 'exx xx X ... -- .X M x . - , M YY xxx V ,- -K - gf-X V Q M M XX X . 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H. ,5l'.9LM+.,..I!y,- 1,5ar'1fwM5'N ff .1g',gm'J,-,--,,y.v,,:-A lggm- ,n-w--1,- ,rv ,v - WILLAM19H1wSgHq 1rfL2wwCmff1- ,minififfr-Efgifm3'aa: gkE1:sgebeeggAE? ,.,,1ym'5fQi3Ii'5fQf3:1,?,K.gQ1Qfm1111afg.-15-Eta?f.gf?1tEe-z5gi'ggg553g1,Q1HP ii- ' A-Av.P:1:twiirffxm1f.'-I'im.n:'E+w1:AL'f:4R:3m'1'4 '- ,-+w:.wl-apm.- A.ra ..':.A' -- ,, MCM' ,H .W 1-I G., ,I '..- . ., ' + .lv ,ll-JI' A MI.. 1gt,..f,,,.,,.K d.,-gfkLtHL-12,'4n H- 1.f'f1f- 3' H 1 ' - m:m:.- . v - J. illiih Hear 1512111 O Q6 O The Shaw High School Dramatic Club Presents THE CABINET MINISTER March 14 and 15, 1913. C ast of C haracters. Right Hon. Sir julian Twombley, G. C. M. G. M. P., Secretary of State for the . . ., Department. . Brooke Twombley fhis sonj .................. Earl of Drumdurris fin the guardsj . .. Viscount Aberbrothock this sonj ...... . Macphail of Ballocheevin .................... Valentine VVhite CLady Twombley's nephewj . ., Mr. Joseph Lebanon ....................... Mr. Melton CSir julian's Private Secretaryj .. .. The Munkittrick ..................,.......A Probyn Ca servantj ..... Lady Twombley ................ Imogene ther daughterj ........... .. Dowager Countess of Drumdurris. .. . Lady Euphemia V ibart ............ Countess of Drumdurris ............, . ......,...... . . et Cie, 17 A Plunkett St., Mayfairj ............... Angele ..................................., Miss Munkittrick .......... . . ......... . . ACT I. DEBT. ......Redge Henn Harold Ammerman . . .Irving Danforth 'f ff 1511625 eiuay .... ...Ed Davidson . . . . .Lester Avery Lawrence Strimple . . . .Herman Boley . . . . .Henry Young . . . . . .Doris Wfhitslar . . .Dorothy Whitelaw . . .Kathryn Donald . . . . .julia Daviess . . . . .Mildred Hart . .Catharine Barber Lady MacPha1l ....................................... I-Ion. Mrs. Gaylustre Ca young widow training as Mauricette . . .Geraldine Milligan . . . . . .Amelia Costillo . . . .Antoinette Burton At Sir Julian Twombley's, Chesterfield Gardens. May. ACT II. DIFFICULTIES. At Sir julian's again. july. ACT III. DISASTER. At Drumdurris Castle. Perthshire. August. ACT IV. DANCING. The same place. The next evening. 76 - mr., , .rf . X in! N. 4 s e L D 'J s, 1 T. 4 ,- 4 Ehvtnriraln T eiX,...ff2-:J NOVEMBER 22, 1912. Piano Solo ..................... .............. Poem-Tying Her Bonnet Under Her Chin ..... Mildred Hart. . Poem-The Hen ..... ................ Lester Avery. Dot Long-handled Dipper .................... - Olive Quayle. Short Story-JeiTy's Wedding Trip ............ Dorothy Whitelaw. A PLAY FRANK GLvNN's WIFE. Frfmk Glynn i A newly-married couple Alice Glynn l Mrs. Glynn, Frank's mother ..................... Stella Glynn, his sister ...... Gertie, Alice's cousin ........... Nora, a servant girl .............. Ed Asbury, Frank's college chum ..................... CHRISTMAS PROGRAMME DECEMBER 20, 1912. Piano Solo-The Butterfly ..................... The Origin of Christmas ........ Three Little Christmas Poems- 1. Deposed .............. 2. Christmas.Gifts 3. Bad Charlie ..... Christmas in All Lands ............................. . . . . . Ethel French .........Norah Perry Edmund Vance Cooke . . . .Yawcob Strauss . . . . .Anonymous Robert Sanborn Helen Ehret .. .. . . .Edith Hole . .Julia Daviess . . . . .Doris Whitslar . . . . . . . .Alice Roberts ...Harold Ammerman . .. .. .. .Anne Parks . . . .Edward Davidson . . . .Marion Whittlesey . . . . .Helen Latimer ..........Marion Dill .Raymond Atkinson When the True'Christmas Spirit Came to Friendship Village ........ Zona Gale ' Catharine Barber. O Little Town of Bethlehem ..................... ....... P hillips Brooks A Kathryn Donald. The Angel and the Shepherds ................. Lucy Wensley. Vocal Solo-The New-born King ................. ' Geraldine Milligan. 77 fs. . . 5' ..,-., gy . 1 - , ,K-,., ' ' r- Q: -. will K .. I ., F xf3??g5..,5,r:.-..-,,,. -...a.,.,s, L .47 ...L .,i...,,,,A,... Jmesm- Y,a,...g., , . . . . .Lew Wallace v J 4 rarnt inu meatrv Given by the Girls of Shaw High School. MDM DECEM BER 6, 1912. NLY when the curtain has gone down for the last time at the vaudeville entertaimnent, has the football season at Shaw truly closed. It is an entertainment long looked forward to and this year it more than fulfilled the expectations of even the most particular. ln the packed auditorium there was a rustling and a bustling until the lights were turned out and the footlights shone brightly in the faces of twelve pretty little freshmen girls dressed in every kind of doll dresses from the most chic French doll to a little Dutch peasant. They danced the old folk dances that everyone loves to see and they heartily deserved the encore they received and to which they responded so nicely. The curtain rose again for the second act by the Freshmen's sister class and the two charming juniors, Mildred llart and Ethel French, came upon the stage dressed in pink and white from top to toe, carrying parasols which swayed to the music of Her Eyes are Blue for Good Old West. They stopped short upon seeing one another- Hello, said Mildred. How do you do, replied Ethel. 'tHow are you ? asked the first. Oh, hue, how are you? answered the second. First-You seem so tall. Second-And you very much spread out. First-You don't please me one bit. Second-XNl1y, you look very much like me. First-Oh-ho. Second-Oh-ho. First-You are just trying to imitate me. Second-I you? Well, I should say you were trying to imitate me. First-fOh, no, but just guess who I am imitating- Boys and girls open your books and get to work. XVe will begin the recitation this morning by taking up these three points. Second-- W'liat is space P asked Mr. Carter yesterday. Harold Husband said I-I-l-I have it in my head but I can't explain it. 81 f s-- First-Can you tell me the difference between Ralph Gordon and a critic at a football game? ' Second-No! What is it? First-Well one is a kicker while the other is the knocker, and I'd like to give you a little tip from- QTO the tune of Take a Little Tip from Father j. Harry Canfield has quite a family Eleven grown-up boys Handing out advice to this family Was his greatest joy They would come to him for his good advice Almost every day But when it came to the foot-ball game He'd light up his pipe and say- CBothj. Take a little tip from Canfield Although it may be somewhat sad Never stay out nights 'til after half past ten That is the limit for football men Cigarettes-cakes and pies Give 'em all to your dad And if anyone begins to question 4 Why say it's simply Cannie's fad. Second-Did you hear about that country jake and his cow? First-Why, no-what about them? Second-Well, he had his Struggles to Cartlhjer to market for she was not a good one. And you should have seen him Tannfhjer. There was Gleesofojn in the Barnby Penningtofwjn. Her Kinsofojn came and said ComCejst0ck to Johustofwjnn and while she was Dunn-ing this, in came Brown and Swope down upon her and broke her goodhfejart. First-Did you know I. L. and R. L. had an awful case? QTO the tune of Her Eyes are Blue for Yaleflj Second-But she shouldn't yet give her heart just to one. First-No man's worth it under the sun. Second-Keep them guessing and they'l1 all adore you. First-It's lots of fun. Second-High School Days are days full of joy. First-Play the same game with every boy. Both-The High School Hirt wears her favorite colors combined in one. Second-Her eyes are blue for good old West. First-Her lips are Central's hue. Second-Her golden hair with a bow of black, First-Are South Highls colors too, Second-She wears dear Shaw High's old maroon. First-And East High's maize and blue. Both-Because to fifty High School men she's trying to be true. 82 MQ First-Miss Swam is developing some twentieth century poets. Second-I'm surprised. First-Yesg for example Lawrence Breck has had this inspiration- Her words are her weapons we-a .qi e liz, z ' A U. . :nr ,P ff 'psi sf 5 xi A But her aim we do not despise But Heaven help us when A Miss Pemberthy uses her eyes. Second-Oh I can give you something that beats that. Shakespeare says, remarked Harold Ammerman, What's in a name ? Well, replied Harry Farrand, call me one I don't like and I'll show you. fSong to the tune of Waiting for the Robert E. Lee. j Both- Shaw boys are nearing The field is clearing The rooters are cheering And East High's a-fearing That they're going to get beat by Shaw High While the crowd is awaiting The band is a syncopating What's that they're saying Oh! What's that they're saying While they keep a playing Crowds humming and swaying It's the dear old Shaw boys that's come To carry the East men away. But- Watch East tear up our line See them tear up our line They get our captain Best man And give him a bout That knocks him out Then they get our Alexander And also Locke and Jack Butner It was a hard game Hustling and roughing While the score was Twelve to nothing. First-Miss Kennan told us the other day of three boxes that govern the world. They were the ballot-box-the jury box-and the cartridge box. Second-O! but she forgot the band-box. First-Do you know how many studies Fritz Huggins is carrying? Second-Why no, how many? First-Why he told me he was carrying one and dragging four. Second-Pip Danforth is going to quit school and secure a position as letter carrier. 83 , . -E 4 V E Q if .,r .. . , ,. Lg .XM .gi 'Fl if l sim ...J First-Why, what is his object? Second-He hopes to improve his delivery. tSong to You're going to lose your Honey Boy. j Both- Case and Butner and Pip Danforth. Goss and Zeman and Ernest Randall They won't be on our team next year The parting day is drawing near They've promised us they'd be true blue And they'll have to keep their vow We're going to lose six of our boys And so we'll say goodbye right now They have all been wonderful stars And to beat them welll look far. CChorusj We're going to lose six of our boys We're going to lose six of our joys We're going to wish they'd never gone away Next year we'll long for them each night and day And when we're beaten-feeling bad And all the world seems dark and sad We will think of them Wish they were here again O! we're going to lose, we're surely going to lose We're going to lose six of our boys. QSong to the tune of Goodbye, Everybody. j Goodbye dear old Shaw team Games now are o'er Beaten in some But victorious in more. It breaks our hearts to think that they're over Goodbye-goodbye. Here's hoping to-night will make you remember The days gone by Goodbye dear old fellows Farewell to you all But one more goodbye to those Who played football. A thunder of applause greeted them and they were encored again and again, and the audience only hushed when the eight Sophomore girls mounted the plat- form and sang, Go, pretty rose -each of the girls carried a pink rose and at the last, go, rose, they threw them out into the audience. And then came the Senior girls' play. The curtain rose, showing the boudoir of Mrs. John Burton, alias Doris Whitslar. The audience with breathless interest followed the exciting hunt for Mrs. Burton's pocket-book. Several friends entered 84 into the chase, Miss Freda Helen Ehret Dixon being the victorious one. Geraldine Milligan, the pretty young widow, and Dorothy Whitelaw, the newly married girl, were full of expressions of grief for their friend. Katharine Tener and Lucy Wensley were the disturbing element who were successfully baffled. The curtain went down, to rise again in a few minutes upon the last act of the all-star performance. Upon the stage were two opposing teams, i. e. the boys' and girls' teams of Shaw. The girls dressed in football helmets, Shaw sweaters and blue skirts, the boys in their regular football suits, made an attractive stage picture. As the curtain rose,- 16-29-47 , shift called out the quarter, and then the girls sang in chorus, Oh, plucky Shaw team, we all are gathered Here to sing to thee our loyal praise. May the echoes of your valor Go ringing on through all Shaw's days. Then, one by one, the sweaters were presented, julia Daviess coming first, presenting a sweater to Alfred Goss. We have a very spunky end, for short they call him Babe We admit, though he is small, he's a true sport In the games he played like mad and was always in the fight For his courage is as long as he is short. Katherine Keeler. George Kaull, he was the one who bowled the line-up down He put the enemy's fellows on the shelf But he soon stopped short they say For on a certain day He met a better Bowler than himself. Pauline Moffett. Case is our new man he came here from West And we all are mighty glad that he is here, The only thing we have now to regret Is that this is his last year. Dorothy Pratt. There is a man on our team and he is very fine Redge Henn is his poetic name but when It comes to playing football he changes his name It is fighting cock instead of Henn. Alice Roberts. We have a jolly player as Dutch Boley he is known And where'er he's placed none could do better, So here's a brand new sweater tho' your last you didn't loan But perhaps this year some lucky girl will get 'er. Roberta Tener. Roy Zeman is a modest man, he scarcely speaks at all You wou1dn't know we had him in the school Yet he is one of the men who works hardest on the team You'll find that this always is the rule. 85 Constance Carter. In the U. S. game jack Butner played with all his might Though his legs were nearly broken he kept on The way he plunged right thru the line was surely a great sight 'Twill be Shaw's great loss when he's to Boston gone. Margaret Wensley. O Ernest is a player of renown upon our team Few others can to him hold a candle He knows how to block a kick and when it comes to running Why, he's the guy who put the ran in Randall. Mildred Hart. Our quarter's name -rs Danforth for short they call him Pip. He should have his sweater changed they say So we'll rip off this S and sew another letter on For 'tis rumored that he'd much prefer a HK. Martha McKay. Alexander plays at half-back and much can be said Of his plays of which we all can boast But to get a full account of everything he does Ask a girl whose name will rhyme with post. Florence Fuller. We're singing now to a man named Locke our all around athlete In every sport he's Fine as fine can be Tho' there's a sort of proverb that love will laugh at locks Roy doesn't belong to that branch of the family tree. Cordelia Whitman. There is a man in our school and Mora is his name Made famous by the Mora machine He plays so Well that this is our advice to you You'd better get a Mora for your team. Bernardine Keiser. Husband is a mighty man though fussy he may be In football he's none the less a star We hope you like your sweater and we hope it will fit For we heard that you are so particular. Elizabeth Trescott. There is a man here tonight as manager he's line Let's whisper his name, 'Tis Kenneth King! He knows how to finance the stage and manage any team But we'll all clear out when he begins to sing. Geraldine Milligan. Ralph Gordon is the last one and what can I say That half does justice to his stunts He always was the star and knew just how to pick his team - For he much prefers a runner to one who punts. 86 at A 1.C.SkCC2lS. SENIOR DANCE ONDAY evening. December twenty-seventh, the Senior Dance was given at Conklin's Dance Hall. When one entered the hall he was greeted by brilliant lights and merry faces, and later his attention was attracted by the great variety of pennants which served to decorate the hall. At eight forty-live the music sounded and Charles Arthur, the president, with his guest and Doris Whitslar, the vice-president, with her guest, led the grand march. Soon after the programs were distributed, the dancing was well under way, the Boston being the rage of the evening, Several mothers chaperoned the party. They were Mrs. Arthur, Mrs. Keeler, Mrs. Whitslar, and Mrs. Graham, who certainly enjoyed watching the young people dance, as well as the young people enjoyed the dancing. Later in the evening Mr. Kinson became a man of great popularity for he was serving refreshments in one corner of the hall. About eleven o'clock it was seen that there wouldn't be time to finish the program by twelve, so with the permission of the chaperones, money was col- lected to have the hall and music an hour longer. All too soon, the home-waltz arrived, but every one left, feeling that he had had a most delightful evening. THE FOOTBALL DANCE Forward passes, wedge formations, signals and drop kicks were completely banished from the minds of the Shaw High football players on the evening of November twenty-seventh, when they were gathered with their classmates in the gymnasium of the school. The occasion was the annual football dance, given by the senior girls. ln honor of the party, the gym was decorated with pennants and posters of varied hues, and a large American flag, which did service as a curtain for a cozy-corner. This corner proved to be a highly popular feature of the evening. All the famous heroes of the Shaw gridiron, and all the other regulars with many of the scrubs. Miss Hartman and Miss Parsons chaperoned the dance and incidentally lost no opportunity to enjoy the fun. The festivities ended at twelve o'clock when Mr. Kinson turned out the lights. JUNIOR DANCE March seventh, the junior Dance was held at Glick's Dance Hall. A great number of guests were present at the function and it proved to be a huge success. Other interesting events were the teas given by the Girls' Literary Club during the year. The first tea was the initiation of the new members. Each new member had to give some stunt, either singing or pantomimes. After- wards tea was served on the stage in the auditorium by Kathryn Calder, the president and her committee. The whole stage was decorated with beautiful autumn leaves. After the tea, the girls danced. 88 LOOKING FORWARD -:Alf 1 'alexis P4 i - .- - .,,,,. ,, -- -. - I - . 4 - 1: . 1 ' - ' ,, i Z. ,'., . ,: 'r L -.1 ,.. . -. '- - . -- 'f . 'F f ' ' , f- a V5 . I' - .f , ' 1 : 4' -4 ,- 4, ' ' P .a lii , 'YvIg.5v' n iv .15 . ,V-I Scene Interior of a large packing crate standing on the platform of a freight depot. Time: 1935. V oices from the crate: My dear! gushed the fountain, as well as it could through its straw pack- ing, what could have brought you here ? I was given notice, replied the humorously-inclined bulletin board. Too many scraps, squeaked a lop-sided waste-basket. Old age, cried a shrill, muffled voice. Ay, mirror, you speak the truth, put in a benevolent-looking desk. We're not needed any more at our old posts. Yes, snapped the waste-basket, when we've spent our youth and useful- ness in their service and just begin to hope for palmier days in the new school, we're kicked out, rank ingratitude, I call it! I just think you're right, Mr. Waste-Basket, said the fountain, with a flounce inside its casing. Mr. Basket, if you please, snarled the scrap-basket, who, by now was in a high temper. Oh, but wasn't it grand, though! pacified the desk. Well, if you call it grand being filled with notes and old apple-cores and then kicked about the study-room floor till you're lop-sided, I don't! No, nor do I call it grand. standing by the office door and keeping up a constant stream of conversation for twenty-nine years! The fountain always referred to her outpourings as conversation, out of vanity. Nor having silly girls prinking at you all day long, shrilled the mirror. Now, children, don't get up on your ear, admonished the desk, in a motherly fashion. I mean the dedication of the new Shaw University, of course. Oh, 'wasrft it wonderful! My dear! those gowns and hats, did you ever see such loves of hats? cried the fountain. The place was just packed with old grads. too. Never saw so many people I knew before. It was sort of nice to think you'd been associating common-like, every day, with all those famous people, admitted the bulletin board with par- donable pride. Did you see Mary Mehard in those five thousand dollar sables? spouted the fountain. They say she's a society leader way out in Be-a-wau-wee, Iowa. Did you not see Charles Arthur, swelled the basket, pridefully, the man who bridged the Atlantic! Stouter and bald, but still the same old Chuck. He took a drink from me. and said. 'I don't guess I've tasted such a good drink since I graduatedf loftily remarked the fountain. They all wanted to see us old fellows in the old building before they left. too, did you notice? In spite of the tremendous new halls, chuckled the desk. Many's the time Pip Danforth has pinned a notice on me, and who'd think Eve'd a lived to see him President of the United States? sighed the bulletin oard. Do you mind Mourton Case P asked the waste-basket. Re-mem-ber-Char-, called a new voice. I Keep still, shouted the basket, testily. He's founded a new religious sect up in Alaska. KK KK li 89 VP :eil 7. ,Q id 'f U 1 I 1 i J' 1 ' w l 2 J VVhat's their belief? cried all. Non-belief, they pick to pieces every known religion week-days and play 'I doubt it' all day on Sunday. Re-mem-ber Char-lotte-Es-tep! went on the new voice, undisturbed. It was the clock from room sixteen. She's mar-ried-to-a-min-is-ter. I could have told you that twenty years ago! snapped the waste-basket. - And what's become of Harry Farrand P remarked the desk to avoid dis- cussion. T-Ie's with Barnum and Bailey's rejoined the mirror. Who-made-the-ded-i-cation-speech ?', put in the clock. You're way behind time, chuckled the bulletin-board. XVhy, it was Stan- ley Youngg they say it was magnificent. Ay, there's one that knows what it is to be great. An awed hush followed. Do you mind Bernardine Keiser ? said the waste-basket. She used to scribble on me all day, said the desk. She edits the 'New York Herald, now. Speaking of marriages- interrupted the fountain. I wasn't, squeaked the basket. - did you ever see anything so romantic as Doris XVhitslar's? just think, she came over from England for the dedication. VVhat's she doing there ? ' Oh, haven't you heard? The married a duke. VVasn't that too sweet for words!'l Think of all the geniuses in that class! Anne Parks an artistg Raymond Atkinson, a professor, Randall Ross, a plumberg Geraldine, a prima donnag Harold and Dody, actorsg M- Don't forget Keith Allen, said the fountain with a simper. 'fVVhat's he P Oh, the lozfrliest cigar-drummer! Yes, but where are Florence Runner and Katharine Tener ? Doing something out of the ordinary, I suppose ?,' Not at all, perfectly human, both of them, and married. By now the occupants of the crate were fairly shrieking in their excitementg the air was filled with: Do you remember-l' Did you- Think of-l' until they were hoarse. Wellf' concluded the mirror, in a cracked whisper, no one can say we're antiquated in thought at least! Look how we've kept up with the times. 'fXVho said we were antiquated? fiercely demanded the waste-basket, settling its necktie. Were as young as we ever were. XVhy, I could hold fifty notices, shouted the bulletin board. MI can't understand why we were taken out. just then a tramping was heard outside the big crate that held these worthies, and a gruff voice called: VV'at's this stuff and w'ere's it bound for ? Put 'ein on the 3:15 freight to Squeedunkfl answered a high squeaky one. lt's a lot of old junk that new college don't need no more, and sends down state to litter up some little country school house with.'l 90 OUR NEW BUILDING GREAT change will be seen in Shaw High School within another year. The fine building, opened only a few years ago, has already been out- grown, and a larger school made imperative. ln this short time the enrollment has risen from scarcely 200 to over 550, and the board has been forced to turn many others away. To meet this wonderful growth the citizens have wisely decided to erect an annex, the plans for which have just been drawn. The principal object of this addition is, of course, to provide for the increasing enrollment. VVith its completion the capacity of our school will practically be doubled. The plans of the architect will necessitate a considerable change in the present building as well. Both the gymnasium and the auditorium will be divided off into class rooms, while the manual training department will be re- moved to the annex. In this way eight large recitation rooms will be obtained. In the preparation of the plans, the school board has allowed nothing to be slighted which would help to make Shaw the best equipped and most modern of high schools. Especially has the board been generous in its treatment of the physical training department. The old gymnasium which has proved itself much too small will be replaced by one larger and better. Not only will the basketball floor be larger, but it will be completely surrounded by a spectators' gallery and a running track, two advantages so sorely lacking in the old gym- nasium. Perhaps the most strictly modern provision, however, will be an eighty- foot swimming pool. The tank, both in regard to size and construction, will be one of the finest in Cleveland, in fact there are but few in the city. With its completion it may well be expected that in a few years swimming, too, will have its place among the high school sports along with football, basketball and hockey. The principal portion of the new structure will be occupied by an auditorium. As with the gymnasium, so the new auditorium will be a vast improvement over the old. VVith a seating capacity of about 1200, or nearly 600 more than the present hall, even the mid-year play can scarcely be expected to over-crowd it. The stage, too, will have a distinct advantage over the present one. Not only will it be larger, but it will also be so constructed that the scenery may be raised and lowered. This arrangement will save much of the delay and confusion of shifting the scenes, and will give Shaw High School an auditorium of which we all may well be proud. Thus, the citizens of East Cleveland have wisely and generously provided for the expansion and improvement of their school. They have done, and will continue to do, all in their power to make Shaw the broadest and best of high schools. But the true test of a school lies not in its equipment, but in the type of young men and young women it produces. The city will provide the equip- ment. The rest remains with the students. It remains with us to make the most of these great opportunities, and repay this enormous investment. R. C. ATKINSON, 'l3. 91. MSX Rx -N I fs I 409 I 1' m y A . R ,, L g,,. x X xx S EN E Y ff' i X4 f,,,. ,fl ,, iw 'if ff Q 1 X 0 WF fm f9A1, 6 f f 127 E 25 f f' 96? , ' 7 4f277f 4' f , X K ff? T,-,WX ,aj N Vx ff ck? W Rig. X 'N .N W V- X. h figkx W 1- Z f 5 , Q , 4 f ff f xx - H , ' f Z X 3,46 , fi 1 IEIB ,J -Y ieagf- .. JOKES Yi' T 'iid ,-l You beat your pate, PV C Ib -P . lf And fancy wit will come, p 1 Q Knock as you please, J Ui P X' '1'here's nobody at home. l F 'f l ' 1, ,i ll 'A VF l 4 l lil Miss Swope to freshman: Come girls, all raise your left hand. Now the hand you have up in the air is the foot you start out on. Miss Penberthy to jay Unger: jay, you are a model English student? Jay, jumping to the dictionary finds this definition: Model, a small imitation of the real thing. Mr. Brown, drawing some curves on the board: XVhat is this, Herman P H. Boley: An eclipse. Mr. Brown: You're thinking of the moon. Miss Quay: Ruth, why does the Nile overHow? Ruth C.: Isn't it because it has too much water. Mr. Brown, during mid-years, to class who are chewing pencils, holding their brows, and looking wistfully out of window: Are any of you too cool P Miss Goodwin in German class asks Amelia Castillo: XVliat is the opposite of hell? Amelia: Heaven Rich. Arter in Geometry: X:Y because all things are equal. F. XV. in French H: He won't die, is he? Miss Dunning: NVell now, what is the matter with the ending of that theme? Rose Patchin: Why, he didn't finish the ending. Mr. Carter in Physics: This subject is not like History, here you are studying facts. Kenneth Gardner, having quoted the words of an eminent statesmen: And mind you, these are not my words, just my opinion. These are the words of a man who knows what he is talking about. Ruth Martyn in Virgil: She shed long tears. Lucy VVensley: Er hat seine Brot gewahltf' tHe chose his bride.3 Mr. Seaton, presiding in Miss Kaufholz's absence, hastily turning from the blackboard: I want that stopping talked. 93 Lawrence Breck's official parent after receiving his report card at close of 2nd term: I don't like that 'D' ' Dum in Cicero, Lawrence. Mp, Lawrence: I told Miss Parsons you wouldn't like it, but she was too contrary to change it. K W fs In Miss Gleeson, distributing books: li ,,. Return these books just as fast as you get them. ' . Mr. Struggles, assigning Geometry 5 ' 3 lesson: Tomorrow you may take l propositions 17 and 18, 19 and 20, and omit the last two. Mr. Carter, inquiring for a result to a problem in Physics: Harry, ' what have you P Harry, with wandering attention and guilty conscience: Gum ! H. H., translating German: I drank lg,- two glasses of water. Ai' Miss Goodwin, directing him to trans- Y' late another sentence: Take an- ' other, Haroldf' Miss Gleeson: Now, Harry, Ithinkit's time to turn that page, you have translated two lines on the next page alreadyf' Mr. Brown, in Geometry class: Fred, you may construct a circle with three sides given. A new way of translating the hrst line in Caesar for the freshman: All gall is divided into three parts: cheek, nerve, and audacity. Mr. Carter: XVhy is this city so thickly populated ? Pupil: Because of the density of the population. Mr. Carter, explaining the watt in Physics: XVhat is a 'watt'? Pupil: lVatt ? Miss Comstock: 'KWell, what is the first thing you see when you go into the study-room ? ' P. Taylor: t'Miss Comstockf' Miss H., in Botany: Roy, what is plant ecology PH Roy L.: 'iXVait a minute, I'1n looking it up. M. Brown in Cicero: Who so bold, so hasty, so headlong fheadstronglf' Definition of a sand Dune: A pile of sand that runs along. Senior: I think of him every minutef, Bright Friend: VX'hy don't you try thinking of him every second. You know second thoughts are best. Miss Comstock: How do you dehne 'black as your hat'?,' Bright Pupil: Darkness that may be felt. 94 9 i Mr. Carter: Did you filter this F Herman B.: No, I was afraid it couldn't stand the R. Henn in Physics: Could you drink liquid air ? Mr. Carter: You can do most anything once. Randall Ross in Virgil: Flee, oh son, f1y.', Ruth Martyn: We flee from the sight, lifeless. strain. Miss H.: Have you ever heard of invisible vapor P , H. Farrand: No, I never saw any. .- sr' . .s q fs X 'Q: - N t N. ' . K XL - . b 'D S '- R iz - 3X 3 ' 5:-I I rag ff 'ar :mal Q f - 'Q IKE! X x 'fa XM '- 71, Q X...,.W--H 5 I ,' . '-',fx I Miss Dunning to freshman: Is there anything you can do better than anybody else ? Pupil: Why yes, read my own writing. Cordy: Is Atlee Schafer's father in the Schafer-Suhr Coal Co. ? Babe K.: I think so, but I couldn't Schafer-Suhr. Miss Goodwin: George, explain the familiar singular form of a German verb. G. Quay: Oh, you use that in addressing an acquaintance that you 'don't know. Passage in Greek II: This wall was made of baked bricks. Pupil's translation: This wall was made of boiled bricks. Miss Drake in English III: What translation of the Odyssey did you use in your freshman year? Louise Alt: Homer's. Heard in Botany: An herb is a plant. Miss Drake: What did Dryden do at the end of his life ? Harry Hahn: He died. Miss Swain: What is the fundamental thing in a democratic spirit ? Harold Ammerman: Free tariff. Mr. Newman, posing junior class picture: People, I wish you knew how to pay attention. George Kaull, remembering Miss Dunning's new word: What he wants are creative listeners. Miss Kennan: Does the tide rise once in twelve hours or twice in twenty-four hours P Helen Newmeyer Cin a themej: The silence was deafeningf' Rudolph Bard appears at 7:45 with all his books under his arm. Miss P.: Rudolph, do you really study from all those books ? Rudolph: Oh no, I do this to carry out that study schedule effect. Complicated: An autobiography is a biography written by the subject of it. An item of importance: Benjamin Franklin's father was a tallow chandelier! Mr. Johnson in Civics: Harold Ammerman's recitation is like an Ingersoll watch, makes a lot of noise and isn't worth much. 95 Culled from the Mid-Year Examinations Question: Name the first regular English comedy, lngenious pupil, unable to recall Ralph Roister Doister, improvises: I-Iarum Scarumf' Erasmus-a play written by Wycliff' Brook Farm was the farm to which the Vicar of Wakefield moved when he lost his fortune. A little girl of about six years of age smiles sweetly at Norman Alexander as she passes the window of room S. Norman jumps up and goes to the window at which Mr. johnson remarks: Flirt with someone your own size, Norman. The outside reading book Montague was not in the book case, so Winifred wrote to Miss K. Montague has gone to Europe but I don't know just where he is traveling at present. In Caesar, Norman Sanborn: Not once in the memory of man has anyone of them, having been killed, refused to die. POEM Into the study room once came A little yellow cur, He wasn't really much to blame But, oh my! What a stir! Right to the teacher's desk he sped. His tail was lifted high, At once in fright, he turned and fled- He'd caught the teacher's eye. Straight down the aisle he dashed in dread His fur stood up with frightg Through all the noise a sharp voice said, Please take him out of here. Three boys rushed at the harmless pup, They grabbed him by the fur, He gladly let them take him up. So ended all the stir. -Margaret King, '13, LE WIT DEQMONSIEUR BARNETTE Monsieur P. H. Barnette est un bon grociere en East Cleveland. Oftenne son biscuites, pies, et cetera make un ache d' estomac. Ils sont non bon, mais ils take le prize pour antiquite. Un! goodli numberre de fellows toujours go at la store de Monsieur P. H. Un day je wenta it sen store et castat mes eyes sur un cake. Un autre boy etait avec moi. VVe habat un gros argumente au subject de l' age de la cake. je sayat qu' it habissent deux years. En fin nous callames at le bon Monsieur P. H. He sayat: Mon jeune homme yous ought to be ashame de yous-meme, sif yous were en schoole whenne cette cake was puttee en cette show-case! A cake est un relique d' oldenne times, n' est-ce pas ? 96 ri- THE HIGH SCHOOL LIBRARY The Message ............................................ The Chimes ............. The Seat of the Mighty .... The Federal Judge ...... Our Mutual Friend ........ Wild Animals I Have Known .... . .. The Sweet Girl Graduate The Sky Pilot ............ The Very Small Person .... Much Ado About Nothing .. The Drummer Boy ........ Little Men ........ . Out for the Coin ..... A Study in Scarlet ..... The Flying Dutchman .... Les Miserables ........ Soldiers of Fortune . . . Master of Silence ...... Lives of the Hunted .....At The Right of Way .... ....... ....-. .The Tardy Card . . . .Period Bells . . . .The Office . . . .Mr. Carter . . . .Mr. Brown .Football Team .Doris Whitslar .. .Harold Clum .Harry Farrand . . .Literary Club . . . . .Howard Barrows Six Inch Club hletic Association .Charles Arthur Herman Boley ....'...'English IV. Poets Ernest Randall . . . . . .Charles Brookhart . . . .The Period Skippers . Alice Roberts A World of Girls .... ............... .... T h e Class of 1913 Prisoners of Hope ..... . .............................. . . . BELLUM AGAINST BIDERMANI INCIDENTUS SENIORUM. . . .The Flunkers Itus welli knownibus quam Quintus Alfredio Biderman habeo mustachium magnum. Hi erat non phased in leastum bi sarcasticibus remarkibus of boyium in scholo. Unuo dayi hi erat accosti bi wun Senorium et toldi in basemento to go. Hi wenti, saw, sed non conquerebat. Hic fello insted erat conqueri. Magnus ganges ruffneckium erat in basementio. Unus habeo para scissor-es. His recklessi ruifneckes leapus auf hic Quintum et bearum down bi forced marches, et magnum numerum. Quintus Alfredio habebat magnum ire secl mat- tered non: Senior cum scissoribus clippi off magnum partem mustachio. Gangus, being dispersi bi bello recesso, leftem Quintum Alfredoneni Bidermun surveyum remaines mustachium in mirrori, hic fello being ver MISDIRECTED ENERGY i disgustibus. --Finis. Paying 25c for A. A. dues. Senior Class Poems. Going to Senior Class Meeting. Yelling at a football game. Asking permission to talk in study Conjugating a French verb. room. Reading Vanity Fair. Attending Gym. Blufling Miss Penberthy's card sys- Football practice. tem. Calling for order in Debating Club. Miss Swain's requesting a Monday First Annual Board Meeting. morning Milton class to wake up. 97 P if WHAT'S IN A NAME? RS. SMITH, a French Dancer, was a Young Gardner's Little wife. She L set her Hart on finding her Husband, so sent Dan-forth over the Hills and Fields to Kanll him. The Black ground was covered with White Snow. This happened in France, where Dan met a King and a Knight on a Green, playing Dice. He hurt his Foote on a Brown Stone near the Brooks. He went home and found the Cook in a Hole because she could not find the pad-Lock. She was reading a Book, which told the Wright Way of Cooking Henns in Case she went to New York. There was a Rapp on the door. It was the Oatman that Calder, who had just come from the Mills. She gave him a Seat-on the Ellfwood chair. He said, In Armington, a man hit Mehard and I would not Barrett, so in a Furry I ran Forward and smote him a Batt on the Bean. He Rose saying, 'Heck-man. and Clum up the Banks after me in Estep. It was a busy Day for me. I sped through the Parks to Burton. He was A-very good Runner. In a Kurt manner he Swope down upon me and I had my Struggles. He used every Means to Pullman apart. It is a wonder I am still Olive, the thought of it makes me Quayle. The Frayer ended, for a cop came by. Dan came out and asked the Oatman if he had seen the Young Gardner. The Oatman said he lived Northaway and was a Goodman with a Goodhart and strong as a Lyon. Yes, he did Maryf' he said. Hoo!ah-gee, said Dan in a Hayes, he Hath-a-way peculiar, a man with two wives, he is a Mora-man. Dan put on his Derby and left the house with no Moore Faith in his master. He told Mrs. Smith. She said Her-man was Wirth-less, and she was Gay to have him gone. She never Dunham no harm yet, but great Scott, the woman would be a Merville who Baird his peevishness She wasn't for seein' him Harmon no one, and hoped he would Treter well. Dan awoke from his Knapp-it was only a dream. SOME FAVORITE SONGS Alice Roberts .... ............................ ' 'Can't you see I'm lonely? Dorothy Yost .... .... ' 'Alexander's Rag Time Band. Alfred Goss .... ...... ' 'How I love a pretty face. Fred Huggins ..... ...... ' 'That's all I Know. Florence Runner .... ......... ' 'My Hero. Herman Boley ..... ............. D er Deutcherland Pauline Moffet ............................................. Baby Face. janet Lewis ........ I'd like to Lock you in my heart and throw the key away. Helen Ehret ..................................................... Billy. Norman Alexander . . . . . . . . . . My Baby Doll. Sleepy Barrows ....... ... Mr. D-ream Man. Annual Board .......... ...... ' 'Every little bit. Special-Car Passengers .... ...... ' 'That Gaby Glide. Ralph Gordon ......... ....... . . . After the Ball is Over. 98 NACH DEM MID-YEAR PLAY lils was Saturda Mor en n' l l Xl . da. lX'lissXl'l1ittin y g .ici mem id-yezn' lllzmy. Seclis von uns warren gtOll'NVZ1I' auch dn. XX'ii' lixcn der Scencrie und wan' putten :inf dem Stage, viele Cliairen, Talmlen und su weiter. XYii' zirlmcitcn fin' zwei longen Houren, und es was lizllb nach zwiilf. Dann kann der Question der llssen. Nie- mand von uns liatten any Lunch. Wir nulnnen Cin haben wir ein Tlialer und zwanzig llfennigen. XYir czillten Reed! auf und orderten some strawbcliy lee cream und some XYaferen. Sie arrove in cin hallm ullr, during welches wir 'dm st xt' 'ft weil wir einen Raid f en Collectinn zlnf, und lmzild . 0 N .uw en. lirst wir luckten allen lluorcn carten bei den Basket llzillcni in dem Gym. Wir essen nnf dem Staffe und 'eder lrlltx ' Dll b J . L LW L1 19 len Ice creznnes und zelm Cookieng und each von uns a greeten dass es war der ersten squnrein mealen in drei Wloclien, QQ! U pl 99 J il .., l vl X ' 2 x. ,gf 1 fi t xg, M 4 :-. j. .513 an, , , - 1 .Ah . ., vi, 3 If. .1 'W' ' U .4., . Y its s iv -L ' T 1 . -1, ' - ' -' ,K . ' ' . , 1 , ' 11 I f- -7 mul' , I' ' w,R-in-ir., ax-tr I ,,,, I 1,7 YA. . , ...f 1 . uw 1 I 1 M l :J -..-. - ,aa--, . ff: 1 f ' . f- n f ' fee ffpfhff zy W - - ' ' r me y .X 'fix ,, Y nf sl? I -wmun g :Y ! ,wg -3, . V Q, Y V . Y. -mmm.. v-nw-A u,- fE.,.... .....Jm.'.,..,....,.,.,...., ,,,,1,,m,,,,, I -,......-,............,...........1T ' ...............Z5.......fi......,....7...'JIr... A .t-mmm , LMAKDJE '-3. THE YOUNGER GENERATION NE hates to think of a Lee, lacking a college education, mused Mrs Spencer, regarding her trim daughter rather ruefully. One hates to think of a Lee keeping a boarding-house, retorted her husband's sister, Augusta, snapping the lid of her eye-glass case. A Lee, remarked Mrs. Spencer, with a little uplift of her plump, weak chin, could lend dignity to any station. Even a garbage collector, smiled irreverent Anne, buttoning a stiffer col- lar to her stiff, white shirt waist. 'fAnne, my dear! with mild horror. The North, continued Mrs. Spencer, as one having given the matter judicial thought, is not a place in which to bring up children. They acquire a certain lack of reverence, a-a-I-was the first of the Georgia Lees ever to marry a northern man, and at your poor father's death I should most certainly have taken you south again if-if-, Mrs. Spen- cer's wrist turned gracefully to imply a situation too delicate for words. You mean if you hadn't had to make your own living-and a precious small one it is, with your baby methods, brusquely, yet not unkindly, supple- mented Sister-in-law Augusta. Yes, sighed Mrs. Spencer, placidly rocking to and fro, it is rather hard to make an appreciable profit at times. Somehow she had quite forgotten the roast and potatoes to be prepared for dinner, and the unmade beds that yawned through the open doors across the hall. Now see here, julia, began Sister-in-law Augusta, setting her bonnet more firmly, I came here to talk to you. I haven't time to waste, so let's get right down to the bottom of things. This business, with a sweep of her hand at the whole house, barely keeps you alive. Now you got Anne through high school finally. Then why can't she stay here from now on and learn to run this place as it should be run? VVhat earthly difference if fifty of your ancestors did go through college? You can't afford to put Anne through, and not being a boy she can't work her way through. Besides some times girls get queer ideas of independence at college. They want to go out into business, into offices and shops and so forth. It savors of immodesty to me. The place for a girl is at home. Anne's more practical than you are. I'1l take her in hand, with a few months of my training she'd be able to run this place with less Lee and a lot more sense. During this volley-fire Mrs. Spencer's face wore, at times, a pained expres- sion, but she reminded herself that though Augusta's tongue was sharp, there 100 -911 5. A, A gifs? 1:17-wfi' i- gr- EL f 4. . -xg 1. as .. ,L - why. was no shoulder quite so comforting to lean on, when in despair. Though her speech was tactless and blunt, Sister-in-law Augusta had a bright, cheery way of beaming at one through her glasses. So Mrs. Spencer merely shook her head sadly: Oh, but Anne would be just a sort of servant to these people! No L- Well, what are you? Augusta leaned forward, she loved discussions,- loved to Whittle her point cleanly and then drive it in forcibly, with a calm, judicial enjoyment. Mrs. Spencer only shook her head again and rocked on. Home is the place for her, no crazy gadding about, doing work men are better fitted for ! Yes, agreed Mrs. Spencer, it would be dreadful to have one's daughter work, with an indescribable emphasis. Just fancy a- The roast's done, said Anne, who had slipped out during the discussion and now stood in the doorway, a clean gingham apron enveloping everything about her except two stubby boots and her neat, braid-crowned head. Well, Anne, said her aunt with kindly briskness, why don't you speak? When do you want to begin? Begin, echoed Anne, with an amused twitch at one corner of her mouth. Oh, I begin Monday, as typewriter at Stone's. The-re's lots of room for ad- vancement there, and I can be studying shorthand in the evenings. ' BERNADINE KEISER, '13. A SKETCH HE shadows lengthened across the lawn, and from the back porch of the hotel there floated the strains of mandolins, playing soft, lingering music. The air was laden with the scent of honeysuckle, and the blue southern sky stretched in a great dome over the little winter colony at the foot of the mountain. A jaunty figure sauntered across the grassy turf of the links fol- lowed by his diminutive black caddy, and along the white road rolled a cloud of dust, which, as it drew nearer, disclosed a pair of riders, hot and dusty after a hard climb over the mountain. Winding her way down the trail came an old woman, one of that shiftless, lazy race which dwells in the hills of the south. She was clothed in a rusty- looking calico dress and wore a faded blue sunbonnet pulled down over her wrinkled face, on which was reflected all the hardships of her lonely life. She dropped wearily down on the step, beside her basket of pitcher-plants which she had come to sell, making no effort, however, to find a customer. Finally, after exchanging a beautiful, green plant for a few cents, she dragged herself up and trudged off up the path to her little hut in the hills. A few eyes followed her wistfully, but for the most part she was unnoticed. The jaunty person came in from his game and the chattering group on the veranda scattered. Only one girl remained, staring with sweet, serious eyes up the narrow, winding mountain trail. HAZEL HULBARD, '13 101 ' W 'THE GRAY CITY T was late that Sunday afternoon when Mathew Morgan wandered aim- lessly down one of the main business streets of the city. Everything seemed strangely quiet and deserted. Little eddies of light, crisp snow scurried along the sidewalk, whisking into doorways and around corners. Mathew Morgan was a middle-aged man with a thin, pale face. He walked with his hands thrust deep into the pockets of his shabby suit. He missed his overcoat now that it had turned cold. He wandered on, scarcely noticing anything about him, until suddenly, he raised his eyes, attracted by the bright windows of a club house. He stood for a moment delighted with the soft red lights, the rest- ful walls, and luxurious chairs of which he had caught a glimpse. Then with a sigh Mathew Morgan turned away, thinking-thinking, and wishing. He had gone perhaps three or four blocks before he realized it. Then he turned to look back. That same look of delight spread over his face, for he was an artist, although he had never painted a picture. He forgot the cold and the heaviness of his heart, for there before him lay a wonderful misty, silver-gray city, silhouetted against the vivid orange which gleamed through the torn gray clouds. The sky-scrapers were soft, silver-gray masses against the western glow, and the broad street in which he stood, narrowed and melted into the mist at their feet. Everything was so softly beautiful as to seem unreal. Then, as he looked, tiny lights began to show. The flashing electric signs in the dis- tance added much to the charm. Mathew Morgan, the artist, stood spellbound for several minutes, until an extra cold blast from around the corner brought him back to Mathew Morgan, the failure. He turned and went on again, real- izing that the picture of the gray city was one luxury, at least, that no one could take from him. Donrs DOAN, '13. ' EDITORIAL NE half of the school year is overg one half is yet to come. To most of us, the beginning of this term has meant another successful step from freshman entrance to senior exit. To some it has been the passing of the first step, to others the beginning of the last. But there is one thing that the mid-year has meant to everybodyg it has been a pause in the work of the year, a brief respite in which we may or rather must, sum up what we have accom- plished since September. At this time, the results of our work are made per- fectly clear to us. During this year perhaps, we may have been able to deceive ourselves Cor our teachersj and to palm off the belief that our work was good. lt may be that it was, and if so, we know it to a certainty now, but if the oppo- site is the case, we are equally sure of that. Now is the time that we are permitted to look backward and forward and to have a clear realization of just what work will bring what outcome. Remember that there is such a thing as wriggling through January, but wriggling through june is rare. Right now we would better consider what we have done, decide what we are going to do, and the end of this term will mark the completion of another successful school year. OsBoRN GOLDRICK, '14, 102 11-- CHARACTER SKETCH H, yes, I'll wait on them, said the clerk, frowning irritably. She ap' proached the two newcomers leisurely, glancing around with a self-satis- fied expression. She came up to them, but it was the customers who spoke first. VVe'd like to see spring suits, said the older of the two, in a gentle voice. We are looking for one for my daughter here-just an every-day one, please. This way, jerked out the clerk, moving her pencil up and down in her hair. They walked through the large room, following the clerk. She went into an ante-room, and after some moments, she appeared with one coat over her arm. Without a word she held it up before the older woman. That is very pretty, she said, suppose you try it on, Eleanor. We could tell better that way. She helped Eleanor get her coat off, and waited until the clerk got through staring out of the window before she helped Eleanor to slip into it, and whirled her around to fasten up the front. Eleanor looked at herself in the long mirror. What a contrast there was between her dingy, shabby blue skirt and the new spring jacket. The coat cer- tainly did fit well. 'fThat looks nice, commented the mother, rubbing her hands across the back, but it does seem as though it is rather too extreme for a girl like you. The clerk sneered. Oh mother, no it isn't. That's the way they all are-cutaway like this, said Eleanor, looking appealingly at her mother. I'm afraid it is, said her mother, it wouldn't last more than one season. Eleanor looked at herself in the glass again. Yes, it would, she said, approaching her mother and taking hold of her arm. Wouldn't it ? She appealed to the clerk. I s'pose so, said the clerk, standing with her hand on her hip, and tapping her foot on the Hoor. Well, I don't know-how much is it ? asked the mother. Forty-three, snapped out the clerk. Koh U Eleanor began unbuttoning the coat, and slipped it off. She laid it care- fully on the table. Haven't you any others-cheaper? she asked anxiously. You'll have to go down stairs in the basement. We don't keep cheap goods up here. She took up the coat and disappeared into the ante-room again. Eleanor and her mother were starting towards the elevator when the clerk appeared again. . The idea of those people coming up here for a twenty dollar suit. I hope they know now what we keep up here, she told a clerk, who was standing near her, as she pulled out her check-book. KATHERINE KEELER, '13. 103 E.-.. A SALE EDDLER MARY knocked on the kitchen door, and then walked in. Angu- lar Mrs. Blile in a blue gingham apron merely looked up and said, No, thank you, I don't need anything today. Oh, yes you do, was the' peddler's glib reply, as she squatted down on the flood beside her satchels, and unlocked both of them. Mrs. Blile glanced sharply at her. No, I haven't time to look at a solitary thing this afternoon, and I mean it, and she went on making her pie crust. By this time the peddler had taken off her coat and fascinator, and had begun to lay her articles on the other end of the kitchen table. Now, do you want any hairpins, safety pins, cuff buttons, shoestrings, men's handkerchiefs, socks, thread, elastic, yarn, or-anything else ? No, I should say not, what would I want with men's socks anyhow ? Oh, you know, she answered shyly as she warmed her lingers over the kitchen range. Yes, I suppose, answered Mrs. Blile, ironically, and I suppose you think I know why I'm to have Five extra people for supper tonight? It gets me clean disgusted just to think of it. Peddler Mary, however, tactfully ignored this speech, and after replacing the articles mentioned before, opened up the other satchel. I didn't expect youid want any of those things, she explained, but I've got something here that will save you money. That's it. Start in on that now, Mrs. Blile began testily, that's all I've heard all afternoon. The club met here, and what did Mrs. Merwel have to do but bring some travelling woman to speak on economy. It makes me dizzy to think of all she said, and judging from the width of her skirt, hm-I guess she's economical all right. Now here's a table-runner my girls worked hard on, but I'll let you have it for three dollarsf' No, I don't need any table-runners. What I want is someone to get sup- per ready. If I go anywhere I let people know beforehand and don't swoop down on them like a chicken-hawk, and, just as if things weren't bad enough already, Emily had to ask if I would please make cream pie. Some people must think I was born making pies, but here I am -and she tasted the pie crust critically to make her story more convincing- and anyway, I don't need anything today. Now, here's a shirt-waist front, the Armenian woman insisted, worked out on linen, for three and a quarter. Don't need it, I say, and besides it's not worth more than three dollars. Why don't you go and sell that to Mrs. Fisher? She doesn't do a thing the livelong day but read and go to the theatres. I never go there any more, replied the peddler, while she was taking out more goods for inspection, and I thought that you'd buy something today. Mercy, there's that telephone, interrupted Mrs. Blile, as she hastily washed her doughy lingers, and ran to the telephone. She returned in a few minutes with a radiant face. They've decided that it's too cold to come tonight and--come to think of it, I believe I'll look at that waist again. WINIFRED SCHROEDER, '13. 104 -'hu .f wg. AN INCIDENT HE chief of police in the particular town I am thinking of is a very emi- nent and respectable gentleman. He is a terror to all evil-doers and auto- speeders, both of whom he holds in the same light. Through his daring and bravery he soon made himself the idol of the small boys, and frequently his name appeared in the newspaper of the large neighboring town, connected with some new exploit. Chief of police is only one of his numerous offices. He is building inspector, chief of the fire department, and sewer inspector as well. He is a large man with gray hair and bushy eyebrows under which his eyes are continually sparkling and seem to open up your very soul to their gaze. This chief is very strict as to discipline. His standing army of patrolmen, numbering four or five, is in constant terror that he will find some fault with them or catch them breaking rules. One dark and gloomy night, about one o'clock, one of the patrolmen actually had the temerity to light a cigar. The street was deserted and he thought he was safe. Not so. Our eagle-eyed and eagle-nosed chief smelled the smoke from his station and immediately sallied forth in quest of the law-breaker. Some say it was by chance that he met the recreant, but he, the chief, said that he had always suspected the law-breaker. The patrolman was so taken by sur- prise that he stared, mute, at his chief who had gumshoed up to him un- awares. The chief replied by a look of contempt, and, saying nothing, headed for the nearest phone box. He jerked down the receiver and roared his com- mands in the unoffending box. Windows were thrown up and people stared at the defender and yet disturber of the peace. This pleased the chief and he attracted more attention by ordering the man at the station to place the patrolman in suspension for three days. He then walked away with stately tread, enjoying the admiring glances cast at him by the aroused populace. Soon he was alone again and all was still. After glancing around furtively, the chief pulled out a huge cigar and was soon enjoying the smoke as if he were a real human being after all. HARRY FARRAND, 'l3. JACK AND THE SWARM ' OWN Providence Road at full tilt came a bare-footed boy with a swarm of children in a cloud of dust at his heels. He jumped across the spring branch and darted in under the milk-house eaves, while the Swarm drew up on the other bank in evident impatience. Swung bundle-wise under his arm he held a small, tow-headed bunch, and as he landed on the stone door-sill he hastily deposited it on the floor at his sister's feet. Say, Sis, he panted, you just keep Sarah for us a little while, won't you? jest joggle her with your foot this way if she goes to cry.', And in demonstration of his directions, Jack set the mite on one of his bare feet and administered a short series of up and down motions. Then dropping little Sarah, Jack departed at top speed, surrounded, as he came, by the loyal Swarm. DOROTHY DAwEs, '13. 105 a - -s mi,.,-,-t.-M . -'jf 1 REMINISCENCES I-IE room in which the G. A. R. veterans held their campfires was large and roomy. Its walls were clumsily festooned with flags of all kinds, some being old and threadbare. Over these were pictures of all the officers, the most prominent among them, of course, being Lincoln. Several tables were placed about the room, on which were decks of cards and also cigar stumps and ashes. The chairs were scattered about, facing in every direction. Near the hreplace, where there was a crackling fire, which brightened the dimly lighted room, sat two old veterans, Dan VVhite, who had lost one leg in the service, and Tom Ryan, a rollicking Irishman. XVhite had just finished telling for about the hundredth time how he stole the hot bread out of a rebel woman's oven when the army was marching through Virginia. VVell, say! exclaimed Ryan. excitedly waving his cane so that it threatened destruction to a decanter standing on a table at his side, Did I ever tell you how our regiment got called the 'Rooster Regiment'? Without waiting for an answer he continued triumphantly, You see it was this way: One day we each had the good luck to pass a farm where there was a large coop of chickens and we took the liberty to help ourselves. VV hen we returned to camp, each carryin' a chicken on his bayonet, Cap' called on me to explain. I bet you could do it all right, interrupted White admiringly. I ain't never seen an Irishman yet as didn't have a ready answer. You're right, all right, said Ryan boastingly, and after pausing to take a puff at his pipe, he continued, 'VVell, Cap',' said I, 'don't you know what them be? 'We didn't know at first, but I'll tell you how this happened. We was all a marching along so nice and orderly like, and these here things got up on the fence by the road and looked and looked at us, and, well, we just couldn't stand anything looking at us so, and we spiked 'em. VVe was just a going to toss ,em to one side of the road, when Pat he come up and says to us, Oh, says he, I believe them be hens. XVe must take 'em home and make Cap' a chicken stew. So we took 'em. That's how we come to be called the Rooster Regi- mentf VVell, here come Brown and jones, exclaimed VVhite, as a large bluster- ing fellow, very active for his years, entered, stamping the snow from his feet, and followed by a small, meek-looking man. VVell, Brown, you robust old cherub, do you know what day this is P No, said Brown, rubbing his hands together good humoredly as he walked toward the fireplace, not unless maybe it's wash day. VVell, my boy, said Ryan, slapping him on the back, Hhfty years ago today we were in the battle of Fredericksburg. Remember? Well I guess I do, cried Brown. We had hard tack, one slice of salt pork, and a pot of black coffee for supper. jones, here, and I, said Brown, tapping that meek little man on the shoulder, blinked together the night before the Hght and we were so excited that we talked in a mufflied whisper 'til nearly dawn. Of home and mother, interrupted W'hite, grinning slyly. I remember you left a few messages, in case you didn't come out of the impending battle 106 Q ,,A , A, ..y.-- .1 .:. , ,A , ,V , .,. M Z k ..,,.....,-V . . f. . , J' -s : :.w.. ,V i-. ahve to a well I believe your description of her started A sweet faced girl never gave me a chance to deliver them for you came back and got her your se with rosy cheeks, melting blue eyes, etc.,' but, you old stick-in-the-mud, you lf. i Yes said Jones absent mmdedly picking imaginary Hecks of dust from his coat, and two of our colonels fell in that battle. Now, old chap, cried Ryan cheerily, don,t ye be gettin' down-hearted with them there reminiscences. Come on, let's get two more of the boys and start a game of 'Seven up' like as we used to play back in '61 when we were kids. g No, I must go home, said Jones slowly, as he worked himself into his overcoat, which had a worn G. A. R. button on the lapel. I don't feel much like playing cards tonight, so goodbye 1 Nice old chap, mused Ryan, as the door slammed, but come on, lads, or we won't have our game before it's time to go home. All right, cried Brown, taking command. Shoulder arms! Forward! E. RACHEL FARRAND, 'l3. A WlNTER'S NIGHT HE ground was covered with snow, gleaming and sparkling where the rays from the dim light in the doorway of the dismal-looking boarding- house, fell on it. A young man opened the shabby door and stood for a moment in the light. Then, shivering, he buttoned his coat closer and ran briskly down the steps, and on down the street. He started in the direction of the city, from force of habit, and then with a start, turned and went the other way. It was a joyous, sparkling, white world, through.which he walked, but he did not seem to notice it. The are lights in the street made everything clearly visible. At first, he passed cheap-looking, run-down buildings, with torn curtains at the windows, and feeble lights showing from the kitchen windows. As he walked farther, the houses became better and more brightly lighted. The particles of ice on the branches of the trees shone like glittering jewels. Under his feet, the snow crackled with a crisp, pleasant sound. The air was still and cold. But the man did not seem refreshed by it. He walked steadily on, looking neither to the right or left, absorbed in his thoughts. A street car rushed noisily by him. A swiftly gliding, comfortable looking limousine silently passed him. A group of young people jingling their skates, and talking gaily, entered a brightly lighted house. Many men were shoveling away the snow, delighting in the refreshing change from a steam-heated otlice. Suddenly, the man was obliged to stop. He had reached the railroad, and altrain was coming, thunderingly it rushed by, annihilating all sound but its own noise. Mechanically, the man watched it go on into the darkness. Then he started, as he realized that the train was going in the direction of his home. A long while he stood and looked into the blackness which held the train. Then slowly, he turned and retraced his way to the dingy boarding-house. KATHARINE R. TENER, 'l3. 107 1 I as-as-L , f-5faV i?'9w42J ' A- -y THE COUNTRY CONSTABLE HE dust lay thick on the road which ran through the center of the village. This road was the main thoroughfare of Tinkletown, on which were situ- ated the post-oiiice, the town store, the constable's office, and the county lock-up. Ebenezer Harden, the proud holder of the joint office of street com- missioner and protector of the peace, stood with his back against the hitching post, and chewed a straw. On the breast of his rusty black alpaca coat were a shiny new tin star and a medal of some sort-for bravery, no doubt. He seemed to be in deep meditation, not so deep, however, as not to brush angrily a buzzing Hy from his brand new star, or not to notice a little freckled-faced, tow-headed boy coming toward him as fast as his chubby bare legs could carry him. Oh! Mister Hard'n! I heerd some talkin' in the ole hanted house by the crick! jimmy'n me both heerd it, he added convincingly, as he turned to a little red-headed lad bringing up the rear. D'id'n' we heard it, jim? An emphatic nod of the red head was jimmy's answer. Eb Harden stroked his chin whiskers slowly and contemplated the two chil- dren with awakened interest. There might be something in this, and if he found it out, there would be added glory for him, and probably another medal. Billy, you run in thar, and get Jed Slocum, and Jim, hist yourself off'n that barrll and tell my perlice force to come here. These commands were followed by his taking a huge horse pistol and examining it. By the time the crowd was collected. he was through scrutinizing it. and commanded his forces to follow him. Arrived at the creek and the site of the old dilapidated log cabin, he halted. Look here, Jed, you jest go up to that thar door and knock. Ef thar's any tramps er-anything in thar, they'll come out, and we'll git 'em. led seemed more than unwilling to go, and as no one else volunteered, Eb started resolutely forward, alone. A dead branch dropped with a sharp crack just in front, and the constable, forgetful of his late dignity and his medal for bravery, led the quick return march to town. JULIA DAv1Ess, '13. THE OLD MISSION WINDING path pushed its way back from the hot road through a riot L of dust-laden weeds to a little old mission church, which stood a blotch of gray against a background of green pines. The mission was a low wooden structure, having the appearance of being comfortably settled down on the earth although one side was higher than the other. The exterior was very weatherworn and shabby, for the paint, probably once white, was warped and crackled by heat and severe storms. From its tin-topped belfry to its rough plaster foundation it stood unaltered from the day it was built for the Indians in 1830. The heavy timber doors, scarred by bullets, were held up by thick straps of leather. The sun, just disappearing below the swells in the west, glistened on the tin sheathing of the old belfry and burned like fire in the checkered windows. The birds no longer sang from the top of the tall, untrimmed hedges. The 108 W . , . , . .-., , .9 ,T -- - -2,4-, only sound was the lowing of a cow nearby, while in the distance, could be heard the low bark of a dog. The air was heavy with the fragrance of sweet-clover. A young man came swinging down the road driving two tired oxen, that. with lowered heads, plodded wearily along, leaving a cloud of dust behind them. He was a tall, big-framed man, from whose face shone a rough good humor. His clothes, although coarse, were comparatively new. From beneath his large straw hat his blue eyes twinkled with fun. He was idly biting at a piece of grass, and between times whistling. just as he reached the mission the old bell began to ring with a slow, even stroke, not a pleasing sound, but one discordant to the ear, for the bell was old and worn. Attracted by the bell, the young man, evidently a new comer in that region, turned to look curiously at the little building, so unkept and strangely out of place beside the neat farm- houses that he had seen up the road. He did not know that the sight of this same church could bring a thrill of patriotism to the hearts of the country people near it, but he did know that it attracted him strangely. He wanted to go in and explore it, but, suddenly remembering that it was growing late, he again started on down the road and soon disappeared around a curve. Grad- ually the after-glow faded from the sky, and the landscape became a soft blur of gray. The little mission became invisible, with the exception of the tall Weathervane, which stood out against the sky. E. RACHEL FARRAND, '13. THE BAY HE bay lay like a mirror, reflecting the greenish blue of the evening sky, while the shore, curving around, stood out like a ragged black band be- tween the green of the water and the green of the western sky. Nothing was distinct but the black tree tops. In the water was another shore with inky trees, almost as clear as the one of which it was a copy. just above the farthest point of land hung the evening star. The soft stillness was hardly disturbed by the barking of a dog on the opposite shore, the sound seemed only to increase the loneliness. Then, suddenly there came a shrill cry. It was a solitary gull, which wheeled and dropped and rose again, black against the skyg and frightened at having approached so near to the land, he darted out toward the open water, still uttering his lonesome cry. A few moments later a gleam of light appeared on the opposite shore, flickering and dancing, evidently a bonfire on the beach. Immediately there shot out on the water a long wavering arm of flame color, making the picture in the water complete. But, scarcely was there time to fully enjoy this scene when from a neighboring dock came a slowly moving black object, so noiseless as to be almost ghostly. By its little swinging orange light one could tell that it was a rowboat. On it came, but it brought destruction to the mirrored picture, shattering it and leaving only a mass of d-ancing light and shadow. Even the green of the sky had faded with the coming of the boat, and now the stars were appearing in the darkening blue, and the swell from the little boat was lapping softly against the pier, thus the most beautiful hour of the evening passed into night. Doius DOAN, 'l3. 109 ' 'ns -V.. . -. i, . -V iv-rc'-rf THE WALLED GARDEN HE city in which it stood has long ago slipped my memory. The only fact that remains is, that at the age of seven, upon certain evenings when I went to walk in the twilight with father and mother, I would suddenly lose sight of them and find myself unaccountably in a narrow, silent side-street, lined with low trees. There seemed to be houses, too, but no one lived in them. There was an air of unreality about the whole street. No wind ever blew, but the atmosphere throbbed with strange, indescribable odors that mounted to my head with intoxicating dreams and then suddenly reeled away and left me with a feeling of blankness. Along one side of the pavement ran a high wooden wall, containing in all its length, only one, small peep-hole. Each time it would turn up unexpectedly after a hurried, anxious search. The twilight was short and I was afraid of being called back. After maddening delays the knot-hole was discovered and I applied my eager eye to the crack. At first glance all was darkish in the twi- lightg only the little sad sound of whispers among the leaves, and the long, hollow sound of water falling in a deep pool. Then the dimness took shape slowly. I could see a winding path, black with age and damp with over-hanging bushes. Beside the path sat a gray satyr playing his pipe. He had been there so long that he seemed to have melted into the place. XVhatever roguish twinkles he might once have had, time had obliterated and left only a sad, thoughtful aspect, in keeping with the rest of the garden. His arms were tinged with green and also his shoulders, across which the last long fingers of sunlight lay. Beyond Pan the path slid beneath a gloomy-leaved, foreign tree whose branches swept a thick black shadow beneath them. Further on, the high straggling bushes that followed the path slipped aside, suddenly, to show a black-loamed open space. In the center lay a quiet pool, whereon a fleet of leaves rode at anchor, and beyond that a gray stone seat, vine-trailed. Part upon the seat and part upon the ground lay a brilliant scarlet scarf, embroidered, with a silver butterfly. just there everything ended. Path, satyr, and pool misted and dissolved. Only the scarlet scarf stood out blazingly. Suddenly I found myself upon the main street again, running to catch up with father and mother. The next night, and after that, how I used to look for that street! All the streets I dared, I hunted end to end, and yet the garden would not appear. Three or four nights, perhaps, and then, suddenly opened before me the quiet, dusky street with its low trees and the old wooden wall. With childish reticence I never spoke of it. I think father and mother did not see it, although at times they spoke of an old house. The garden had become a mere dream to me or a mixed recollection, but now I know that somewhere, at some time, that garden lived, for last month in an old pawn shop, half-buried behind newer stores, I found that selfsame scarlet scarf. BERNARDINE KEISER, '13. 110 f THE INFALLIBLE MISS HARRIET XVISH that you had done something foolish, just once, sister, ventured Miss Susan, timidly. Then maybe you wouldn't think I'm such a heathen because I want to use that money Uncle Nathan left us to go to Phila- delphia with, instead of giving it as a missionary pledge. I've always dreamed of seeing the Liberty Bell, and everything, she added, half to herself. The elder sister turned sharply, her black silk rustling in all its crispness. But you always prefer black to colors, Susan continued, and your hair is smooth and stays where it should. Miss Susan's hair though gray was irresistibly curly. The only way to be sensible, interrupted Miss Harriet, icily, is to al- ways consider duty before inclination, and to be satisfied with what you have. Susan sighed, longingly, just as if she had heard this creed from childhood. Then there was silence in the room except for the clicking of Miss Harriet's knitting-needles and the purring of the cat which Miss Susan held. Soon the latter began to doze but her sister would not endure that in the middle of the afternoon. Susan, she began severely, since it is too stormy to go to the missionary meeting, get Missions Aufzong the Cannibals out of the book-case and read it aloud,-and brush the fur that cat has shed on you into a newspaper. Miss Susan meekly obeyed, handling the cumberous volume with awe. just as she opened it a piece of paper dropped out. It was a newspaper clipping dating back forty years. She read innocently. . , j Wonderful preparation, warranted to make your hair curl immediately and-- If you are going to read that book, please begin. Something in her tone made Susan turn towards her sister and their eyes met for an instant. Oh, Susan murmured, the truth slowly dawning upon her. Then, sud- denly, as if just finding herself, The storm has stopped and the ticket office doesn't close for half an hour. I'm going to buy a ticket to Philadelphia. Then, beginning to falter, You'll go too. won't you ? T Miss Harriet gazed at her sister weakly, at first, but habit proved too strong. lVe'll have no more of this foolishness. Bring my coat and mittens. You would catch cold in such weather, and besides it takes sense to buy tickets. S RUTH PHILLIPS, '13. THE RAPIDS OF THE MUSKOSH STOOD upon the rock and watched the rapids in the Muskosh River. The blue water glided down against the rock on which I stood, and swerved to the left with a glassy rippled surface, flowing faster all the while. Sud- denly it dropped, but bobbed up again, making a smooth, green wave, as it hurried over a rock. It slid down again. This time the surface was patched with a bubble or two. It bounced up a second time and broke in white foam on the top.. The bubbles mixed with the green water and all rushed on in a confused roaring mass over and around rocks, sometimes dashing spray two or three feet high, till all was white. Then it sped on, swirling and tumbling, until out of sight. ITAROLD H. CLUM, '13. 111 ., ,mm . .. -I , ,. ,MT I ,f'f.:' - l THE FIRST OF SPRING OPHIE ran the hem of her apron around the beer-mug she was carrying and set it down, slowly, on the table. Ignoring the zealous arm of her fiery-mustached customer, she made her way past the nine well-filled little tables and the three fiddlers that constituted the ensemble of Hodak's saloon. Only Hodak did not call it a saloon, but something far grander in Bohemian. Hodak was a Bohemian-as were most of his customers-a lank, shriveled man, with little pig eyes. and a black lock of hair that hung before them. He sat now at a corner table, staring at the saturn-like rings of smoke winding round and round the dull hanging-lamp in the center of the room. At the next table three men talked politics with much lifting up and setting down of long glasses. Nearby a squat fellow held forth on the Union with emphatic bangs of his fist on the table. There were several groups with their heads together, emitting low monosyllables and clouds of smoke. Behind Hodak the three tiddlers whanged colorlessly. Sophie, by this time, returned with more beer. Her yellow hair glowed like a foggy sun amidst the smoke-wraiths. It was smooth hair, parted in the exact middle and wound into a tight club at the back of her head. Two straight black eye-brows brought out her far-apart gray eyesg her mouth hung stupidly slack. The torn sleeves of her dirty calico laid bare her great white arms, arms that could have lifted and flung a man the length of the room. She moved about with a certain lumbering dignity, taking notice of no one. Presently, tray in hand, despite the following of I-Iodakis little pig eyes, Sophie pushed forward to the half-shuttered windows in the front of the room and stood looking out. In the narrow, cobbled street the tangible darkness shifted back and forthg from two pawn-shops opposite trickled a dingy light. Between these was wedged a battered, sooty church, on whose steeple the cross glowed in the last orange finger of light. Below, a heavy Italian woman, bam- bino in arms, labored up the church steps and tugged open the grimy door. For an instant Sophie saw, at the end of a long well of blackness, lit candles and a white-gowned figure bearing a taper. Then the door banged. Behind her, the smoke ceased wreathing and formed a solid fog. The beer- mugs chunked, and the voices swelled to a hoarse clatter. Like arrows the Hat whine of the Fiddles pierced the curtain of smoke. A glass broke with a fine scream against an iron table-top. But Sophie was far away. At length the Italian woman crept forth and, mufiifing the bambino in a shawl, plodded up the street. Again in the out-swing of the door Sophie saw the guttering candles and the white figure of the crucifer, kneeling before the altar, With a clang of finality the door swung to, and the vision ended. Sophie, staring up, saw the slender cross, outlined blackly now. Above i-t, in the chill, night-blue sky trembled three stars. A sort of groan broke from the girl, and she Hung up one arm in a wild aimless gesture. Her big tin tray shivered against the floor and brought Hodak's glittering pig eyes upon her. BERNARDINE A. KEISER, '13. 112 P l L11 Q Am.-.pg , 1. .-sc.. - af- ivvfq. .mm I ,. , 1, A ROOM HIS room has several offices. It acts as a sort of sanctuary, as a small- sized museum and as an ordinary best room. - The floor is covered with a variety of coverings: some are of the thick wooly type and have pictures of horses, dogs and various wild animals successfully woven into them, others are of the lowly rag-carpet type, but the crowning glory is a large rug having fantastic designs in it, and having an ex- treme variegation of colors. The walls are adorned with objects that possess a more sombre appearance, such as pictures draped with dusty-looking black crepe, various wreaths faded and dust-heavy, and a multitude of silver coffin-plates with names engraved on them. In the center of the room stands a large table loaded to the brink with innumerable curios collected by the different members of the family. There are daguerreotypes beyond reckoning, stones with peculiar colors in them, arrow- heads, a stone hatchet attached to a modern handle, and several small baskets filled with shells. There are four chairs all of ancient make with horse-hair seats and backs, also a lounge with three sofa pillows arranged sedately on itg these are seldom used. The room is kept locked throughout the week until Saturday, when it is opened and someone goes in with a large feather duster and makes a show at removing the dust. None of the articles are ever moved. Sunday the room is unlocked and those who wish, may enter and look about if they are careful not to move anything. JEAN BATES, '14. THE DEBATING CLUB ID you ever wander into the auditorium on a Monday afternoon? If you did, and if you were very serious-minded, you probably were outraged: but if your sense of dignity was just about average, in all likelihood you stayed to see who was to be the next victim of the deadly aim of some of the serious-minded debaters. It sufhces to say that the club resembles the House of Commons in some of its most irrational proceedings. The meeting is opened by the president who, though by no means a giant in stature, nevertheless possesses a great deal of dignity and importance. He raps sharply for order, and surveys the motley crowd with a vigilant eye, while the secretary, a long-faced, serious-looking chap, slowly uncoils himself from his seat, and drones out the minutes of the preceding meeting. The secretary is not destined to go on uninterrupted, however. A nervous, be-spectacled youth rises abruptly, and in harsh tones exclaims, That is entirely wrong, Mr. Presi- dent. According to the constitution of this club that should be that one, instead of he. I demand a correction, and if you look in Robert's Rules of Order fa thin red book which the speaker jerks from his pocket with a flourishj, you will see that I am right. Sit down, replies the president, you're out o' order. I don't care, retorts the argumentative one, just look in Robert's- - 113 Smith, you are hereby Hned ten centsf' answers the president, regaining his composure with difficulty. At this there is a general uproar. The members immediately take sides, most of them opposing the presiding officer, for it is an unwritten law of the club that a chance to persecute the president should never be overlooked. Two belligerent members become so involved in an argument that it becomes neces- sary for a third to separate them. At length quiet has been restored and every- thing is going along finely when a fellow, whose eyes seem to contain a per- petual twinkle, arises and remarks in as casual a tone as possible: Mr. Presi- dent, I hear that at the recent tailors' convention here, it was decided to slip the button over the buttonhole, instead of putting the buttonhole through the button, as has formerly been the case. Your remark is entirely uncalled for, shouts the president, trying to make himself heard in the din that follows this speech. At last order is again re- newed. If there is no more business, we will adjourn to the literary program. Mr. Smithers will speak on 'The Necessity of Immigration Laws in Abgyniaf The member in question stalks solemnly up to the platform and talks for several moments on this enlightening subject. After he has concluded, the presi- dent again speaks. Do I hear a motion to adjourn ? A prolonged scuffiing of feet follows, and the president, with a relieved look, dismounts from the platform. CHARLES ARTHUR, '13, SIMPLICITY FOR HIGH SCHOOLS ACH period in life and education has certain things that belong to it as a part of its identity. The appearance and development of a person at one age is absurd and ludicrous when assumed at any other age. It is ridiculous to see youth aping maturity, and pitiful to see maturity masquerad- ing under the appearance of youth. VVe would feel a shock and a loss, if col- leges should return to preparatory-school ways. Vtihy is it not just as absurd for high schools to imitate colleges? The high-school senior class of today must have its class colors, its class pin, its class dues, its formal senior dance and its monthly or annual publication, it must have its clubs and organizations. At commencement engraved invitations must be sent outg presents are expected. The senior girl graduate feels badly if she cannot have a class-day dress, a graduation gown and flowers, a suit for bac- calaureate Sunday and a dress for the senior dance. All these things should be left for college graduates for whom they are in place and by whom they can be much more appreciated. Vtfhy not let high-school life be as simple as possible? As much fun can be had from it- even more perhaps, for then high-school politics and hard feeling would be entirely done away with. Don't the high-school freshmen and sophomores have just as good time as the juniors and seniors? If the people in high school ape the colleges so, why not let the first and second graders organize and when they join hands and sing Good morning merry sunshine pass the grip along? K. K., '13. 114 lgiicgqfxg-Q-vqwy h- Y- li ,K - , L:-3? E?...guT,g3p,r.e79 ,ine .1 f '-if 4?i,,,,,.,.-yyg, qw , CHRISTMAS FROM THE MlLKMAN'S CART 'I' WAS a bitter cold morning, and the snow crunched under the wheels as the cart was slowly coaxed up the street by the sleepy, stumbling horse. The place was almost deserted, except for a half-grown boy who was busily engaged in turning out street lamps. He whistled a merry tune and swung his arms back and forth as he went from one post to another. As I went from street to street the houses took on a more wide-awake appearance. Lights twinkled merrily in the windows, and Christmas greens decorated the houses. Good morning, called a cheery voice, and I saw a well- dressed man carrying a suit case coming down the street, accompanied by a sweet-faced woman. Good morning, I called back, You're out rather early, aren't you? Yes, he replied, we are going over to our daughter's, and we want to get there in time to see the baby's first Christmas tree. Fine morning, isn't it P The man just seemed brimming over with good cheer and happiness, and I felt rather good myself as I went around the side of a pompous house, jingling the milk bottles. I almost ran into a dignified man, concealed in a fur coat. I was so surprised I could only stammer, Merry Christmas! He finished putting on his gloves before he looked up, then he merely nodded his head. As he went down the walk towards the garage he called back over his shoulder, It's Christmas, ask my valet to give you a little something, and without turning his head, he marched into the garage and slammed the door. I felt like slamming something too, when I went around to the now wide- awake horse. For somehow that horse knew I was more than halfway through my route, and breakfast would be waiting at our destination. In the white house an hour or so afterwards everyone seemed to be wide- awake and up. A smell of waffles and sausage was wafted out of the kitchen where the maid was happily singing. I was lingering on the back porch trying vainly to see through the frost-stained window, when suddenly the door was opened, and the mistress of the house stood on the threshold, smiling. ' f'Good morning. Do come in and have a cup of coffee. It's a bitter cold Christmas you know, she said coaxingly. It did not take me long to decide and I was soon in the warm kitchen eating doughnuts and coffee. Somebody was playing the piano, and everyone was laughing and talking. I stayed as long as possible and then trudged away once more. The next familiar face I saw was little Tommy Johnson, building a snow fort. Up early to get ahead of the other fellows, you see, he explained in his business-like way. Here, stick your hand in this pocket and get some candy. He worked and talked for some time, and then his little sister came out with a lump of sugar for the horse. 'fMy Christmas present to him, she said seriously. 'fHe's a nice horsey, isn't he? she said. I'll bet he can run awfully fast. I saw the little plan and in a minute both children were in the wagon for the coveted ride, and as I started up the horse, I felt that the Christmas spirit had not escaped me either. AI.DARILI.A SHIPLEY, 'l4. 115 FRECKLES HAD received a camera for Christmas and had learned to develop my pictures. The result was not meant to be mischievous, it was an accident. One evening when we had company, one of the men remarked that freckles were becoming fashionable, and all the ladies wished to have some. My oldest sister, Jane, said she thought freckles were lovely and it was a good thing, too, as she had about all she could use. Milly, my youngest sister, said she wished she had some, and I wished I could give her some of mine. Mother asked how freckles were made, so Mr. -- looked at me and replied: Mary will understand. You know how the sun makes a picture when it shines on a photograph plate? Well, freckles are made in the same way. No sun, no freckles. This sounded reasonable, but it seemed he had forgotten the chemicals. So I told Mil-ly to come up to my room next morning and I would give her all the freckles she wanted. Next morning she was up bright and early, ready to be freckled. I exposed her to the sun for six minutes. I exposed my photograph plates for three, but I thought Milly might not be quite so sensitive. Then I took her in a dark closet, and poured chemicals on her cheeks. Then we waited for the freckles, but none ca-me, so I rubbed in more of the chemicals. It was no use. She cried a little because she was disappointed, but she cried more afterwards. You see the chemicals turned her cheeks black and wouldnlt come off. The doctor said it would wear off in a year, and wouldn't kill her. Anyway, I never saw any more chemicals, and my camera went to the missionaries. JESSIE MOLLENHAUER, '14. A BOY'S CHRISTMAS TRIALS WRITE, to show that a boy has hard work at Christmas time, and although he doesn't sigh and groan, it is not right to think that he is idle. He doesn't know what to give to aunts and sisters and grandmothers. If he asks what he or she wants, the persons says, a handkerchief, a necktie, or something. It is never a satisfactory answer. He can never get waited upon in a store, the women all crowd in, and he has to back out. If he is buying a present for his mother or his sister, he never knows the name of it and says, One of those things you put around your neck,- you know what I meanf' Then he does errands for his family, and the neighbors, because they haven't time to do them. The only pleasure he gets is for a little while Christmas morn- ing, when he opens his presents. Then he generally gets hat brushes, or some- thing as uninteresting, in place of skates. As soon as breakfast is over he has to go to uncle's or grandma's, way over in Lakewood, or some other out-of-the-way place, with their presents. It is nearly as hard to write letters as it is to select presents. Of course he can write something but it is very hard to make people think he appreciates the present. The just exactly what I wanted formula is too old, but that is all he can think of. Then a fellow's mother says, That's too short, they'll think they don't teach you anything at Shaw. His New Year resolution is, I'1l do it early next year! GRAY CHESNEY, '15. 116 A -.sf ,., TOLD BY NESSUS TO HIS BROTHER CENTAURS WITHIN THE GATES OF AVERNUS ND thus it happened, brothers, I, too, fell by the hand of Hercules. The gloomy wind-torn heavens seemed to have touched the soul of all nature with a sense of dreary unrest, and as I lingered by the swollen river Evenus, I marvelled that such a placid smiling stream should in the course of one short night become a whirling, seething torrent-as a sweetly studious youth changes after having joined a train of Bacchus' worshippers. As I pondered thus, I beheld approaching me a maiden and a man. He was great and powerful of stature with a kingly carriage, and was clad in a lordy lion's robe. As I perceived the ponderous, rudely carven club he swung idly with such ease, I realized him to be the great Hercules. Leading the damsel unto me he bade me, in tones like the murmuring of distant thunder, to bear his lady over the roaring waters of the Evenus upon my back, whilst he swam. While he was speaking I observed the maid more closely: fair was she as a flower,-on her cheek was the delicate Hush of the wild rose, her hair like spun sunshine drifted in the XVind's breath, and laughing lights and sweet shadows played ever in her wondrous eyes. Oh-ho, my brothers, not long had the Hero to plead with me to carry her across the Hood! Then he assisted her to mount, and I descended into the waters with my lovely burden. Strong was the force of the current, and the hissing waves caused my pretty passenger to cling desperately to my shoulders. The very thought of this win- some creature whose life, was in my hands, strengthened me and made swift our passage. I was mourning over the rapidity with which my pleasant duty was drawing to its close, when the idea dawned within me of not terminating this ride at the shore but continuing it over hill and dale-in a word to kidnap the sweet lady of great Hercules. As suddenly as this scheme presented itself, so was I Ermly determined to follow it out, for thereby would I not only gain the beauteous damsel but great fame also would be mine for having successfully crossed the son of Olympian Zeus. Therefore, instead of pausing by the river bank that my fair rider might dismount, with wildly beating heart I made off as fast as I could. The lady cried out with terror to her lord, who was still battling with the rushing waters, and beat me frantically with her little hands. Faster I raced,-and faster, when from far behind there sounded a hum- ming as of a swarm of giant honey-bees,-and I felt a fast-driven arrow pierce my Hank! The Poisoned Arrows! I had forgotten to count on them, all having been blotted from my mind save the lovely girl's image and my desire to possess her! At length I sank pain-racked in a pool of my poisoned life-blood. Yet in the burning convulsions that passed over me, even in my agonies of dying, I harkened to a whispered word of Nemesis. Tearing from me my poisonous blood-stained cloak, Cwhich would bring death at once to him who donned itj I gave it to the girl with dissembled repentance, saying that it was a gift to her, and that as 117 soon as her loved one's ardor waned Cas soon I presumed it shouldj he had but to don it and his old love for her would re-awaken. Then I fell back and seemed sinking-sinking-the world faded and slid from me-and I found myself amongst you here! GORDON HATFIELD, '15, A TRAGEDY HE time is 7:45 Monday morning, the place Shaw High School, room 26, while the drclmatis pcfrsomc consists of Miss Swain and myself. I enter the room, inwardly with fear and trembling, but outwardly brave as a lion. QNever let a teacher think you fear the consequences of not having pre- pared a lessonj. I smile graciously and receive a friendly Good morningl' from my English teacher. Miss Swain, I begin, fingering my belt pin, I have not written my theme. Miss Swain looks up from a pile of papers, and after surveying me with a slight smile, for a brief second, asks quietly, lNhy not ? I-er, well, you see, I have been very busy. My mother went to Florida VVednesday.'l It was not as easy as I had thought it would be. Miss Swain has very penetrating eyes. I begin to see the results of going coasting Friday night. But surely you have had plenty of time since Vtfednesday to write a theme. Miss Swain looks down at her papers, and makes a mark on one as if indicat- ing that the interview is at an end. This will never do. I must be gentle but firm, very firm. I make another brief attempt. Yes, Miss Swain, I remark sadly, wish- ing I did not have so many hands. But you see, Sunday I was ill. This was not strictly true, although I had fallen off the bob Friday night. My knee was still sore, and who can write subtle themes with a sore knee and a stiff neck? Miss Swain again looks up and tapping on the desk for a moment with her pencil, inquires, What about Friday and Saturday P VVell, Miss Swain, one reason why I didn't write it was because I couldn't think of anything to write. I confess lamely, attacking a beautiful unbitten fingernail. You see, you told us to model it after the third chapter of 'Silas Mar- neri where Dunstan and Godfrey are quarreling, and to take it from life, so I tried to describe the conversation between my sister and myself after she borrowed my skates and left them on the suburban car, or the misunderstanding that ensued between father and me some years ago, when I put his little poker chip in the slot machine at the drug store. But somehow those didn't seem quite suitable. They weren't esthetic enough. I pause, hoping the beautiful new word will have some effect, but it doesn't. Miss Swain reaches for her pad, and makes a neat little memorandum upon it. I am sorry, Louise, but I think you could have found time to write your theme if you had tried. Moreover your reasons are not plausible enough to allow me to give you more time on it. This will show on your average, I am afraid. I hastily leave the room, assailed by the horrible suspicion that Miss Swain disapproves of me. Louisa BRooKs, '13. 118 l Ev v '. , effeefa-fP fa!iWFQ'f?6fr1fee gP-itsfsrfra-1,-'afffvfeffe-'riff-'fs-A---ffwfw .a 1 I . af, IL., 4- Nga- A-. rg -- .' -. - I A CHARACTER SKETCH Y friend's name is George. I would gladly tell you his last name too, but I do not know it. Nevertheless George is sufficient, for if you should speak of George in Clifton Park or any place in Lakewood, everyone would know whom you meant. He is a man of most uncertain age, his weather-beaten face might belong to a man of seventy, while his body is as strong and agile as any young man's. His place of abode is well known as George's Shack. It is located on Rocky River and also looks out over Lake Erie. George is joint owner and sailor of that famous yacht The Hay Seed, the stern view of which is well known to most of his competitors on the day of the races. In his younger days he had once held the skating championship of Ohio. He had also plunged into Football, the traces of which may be seen in his crooked nose. He makes himself very popular in the summer with his sailing yacht. He may be seen on a fair day out sailing with half a dozen girls at a time. He is always rewarded with cake, fudge, and other things which he otherwise does not get, for he does all his own cooking. His face is not unfamiliar at the Elysium, where he exercises his skating talents when the lake is unfrozen. He is a friend to everyone, but he is the best friend to the group of boys that come in from skating on the lake, and warm their feet on his stove. They all sit around and talk. Later, he'll shake up the fire and fill his pipe, and when all is quiet, he'll begin: Back in '68, when I was helmsman of the 'Nancy Brig'- After these visits the boys are invariably late for dinner at home. HERMAN V. BOLEY, '14. THE DREAM HOUSE T was early morning in the country. The sun was shining brightly on the myriad drops of dew, that twinkled on the apple trees like tiny diamonds. Beside the sandy road stood a somber little brown house. A few straggly hollyhocks struggled up and peeped through the broken window, nodding to each other. All was silent save for the occasional twitter of a bird or the scratching of a twig against the fence. The little house looked lonely standing there in the bright sunshine with all its emptiness brought into view. It had a dreamy look, reminding one of some very old man whose friends had all for- saken him in the ebb of life and who sat dreaming, with his head in his hands, of the days when everything was merry and happy. A few shingles tilted tipsily over the edge of the porch roof, as though trying to make its forlornness comical. The silver web of a spider, hung between the posts of the porch, caught the glint of the sun and shone like spun silk. A startled lark rose from its bed in the feathery grass and soared to the sky, singing with all its heart. The day wore on, the sun rose higher in the heavens, and the little house still stood in all its loneliness. The sun went down behind the hills and the moon came up, lighting silver glory the lonesome house. A lone dog trotted down the road, stopped and sniffed inquisitively at the little house, then turned disdainfully and went his way, leaving it to dream of the happy voices that once sounded through its now silent walls. HELEN SALZMAN, '16. 119 J ll A CHRISTMAS POINT OF VIEW HRISTMAS not only means an increase of business to me, but always brings me several new customers, and gives me an opportunity to see all types of people. I keep a little butcher shop down town, and always have the best meat, lard, and poultry that I can obtain. The customers that I like best are the men. It is true, they come rarely, but they always seem to know just what they want, and they seldom kick about prices. Then there are the bustling housewives, who do not know what they want, who push in the sirloin Cstakesj steaks to see how firm they are, look around the wall for the oyster license, and demand that all the fat and bone be removed from the Illcllt before it is weighed. Such a woman, when she buys a turkey for Christmas dinner, will tell you how many she will have at the feast, and expect you to tell what size of bird she wants. Sometimes this is hard to do, for one does not know whether there are dyspeptics or vegetarians in the family, or whether there are several sturdy little boys and a poorly-fed minister. The most exas- perating type, however, is the woman who comes in with a newspaper clipping showing how to give a Christmas dinner for five on two dollars. Judging from the prices shown on the clipping, it must have been written before the days of trusts. She is sure that the prices I charge are a robbery, and that 'she will be in the poor-house if the prices keep going up. I always feel sorry for the poor woman with her head covered with a shawl, who comes in with very little money, and wants to know if she could possibly buy a real small chicken with it. One can readily read this woman's mind. She is not getting the chicken for herself, but for the benefit of her little children, to whom it would really be a treat. You may be sure that this kind of woman will always get a chicken from me, no matter how little she has, in these happy Christmas holidays. ELLERY GILKEY, '14. AN ACT OF GENEROSITY VVAS going to the final football game of the season. On the way to the held a little ten-year-old boy whom I knew caught up with me, announc- ing with a radiant face that his papa had given him the money to see the game. He was brimming over with talk of the coming game. Near the entrance of the Held he spied a little girl whom he evidently liked and with whom he stopped to talk. I did not wait for him. The game was well started when I heard my small friend's voice back of the grandstand. I went around to see what was the matter. To my surprise a policeman had him by the scruff of the neck, questioning him as to why he had crawled under the fence. He faintly said that he had no money and that he wanted to see the game. Why, john, I said, you told me that your father had given you money. VV-well, he answered, that little girl I stopped to talk to outside there was 'most crying because her papa Wouldn't give her any money to see the game, so I gave her mine. The policeman decided to let him stay inside. THEODORE STREET, '16, 120 ASCALAPHUS OWN here in Hades we get so lonesome Everything is dark and gloomy I so that we long for news from the upper world. No wonder, then, that vxhen Proserpina bright and fresh as the morn came plunging down with Pluto, I was interested, for she was from home. Pluto would not let any spirit converse with her, so I sat behind some big rocks, and watched her. W'e cannot tell day from night here, so I do not know when it was that I saw Proserpina eating the seeds. I was sitting on a stone when she came by, not noticing me, and when almost opposite me she stopped, and one by one, ate six pomegranate seeds. I thought nothing of it at the time. After a few hours, there was a commotion, and all the spirits whispered that someone was coming down into this foul, black land of darkness. It was Ceres, coming after her daughter Proserpina. Jupiter had said that Proserpina could go back to the upper world if she had not eaten anything in Hades. She was about to go when Pluto, sorry to lose his queen, called the spirits together to see if any had seen her eat. I am not a very good spirit, or else I would have gone to the Elysian Fields, and so, when Pluto said in his low, grufi' voice, Have any of you seen the queen partake of food? before I could think I had said Yes Then I realized what I had done and tried to get out of it, but Pluto kept at me until finally I told him all about how I had seen her from behind the rock. Proserpina was condemned to stay six months each year in Pluto's realm, and now I have the liberty to talk with her, and go about with her all I please. for Pluto, after my telling him, rewarded me thus. She says that I did the right thing to tell the truth, and I have a very pleasant time with her, for she tells me all about the upper world, and how everything progresses, but still I wish that I had not told Pluto, for she hates to stay in Hades. RALPH ROBERTS, 'l5. A SERMON AND A BABY HAT a dear baby, was my first thought as I glanced over the con- gregation one Sunday morning, and my eyes rested on a little two- year-old girl. She had light hair, bobbed, and a chirk pink bow, perched on one side of the saucily poised head. She looked like a big doll in her snowy dress and tiny black shoes. She was standing on the seat, calmly looking around at the many strange faces, while her mother's arm kept her from falling or walking off into space. ' Church had already started and she soon became restless. I could not help being amused, when in response to a vigorous motion of the pastor, she also waved her little chubby arms, and started to talk back. Again when. she waved enthusiastically to a grim lady, who had thoughtlessly let her eyes wander around the room, I found myself grinning broadly. Doubtless she had never been in church before, and wondered what the tall man way up front there was doing, talking so excitedly, and making such absurd motions. 121 ij ll' I had now just about given up listening to the sermon, for one can hear an ordinary sermon any day, but who often gets the chance to watch an attractive baby, receiving its first impression of church? I Possibly my view was not the right one, for after watching her for a time I returned at last to the broken thread of the sermon. I was just beginning to see the connection, when a loud stamping caused me to turn my head in the direction of the baby. VVhen I had last looked at her, she had settled into her mother's lap, but later on attempting to rise she had noticed the noise her shoes made against the polished, cushionless seat. Now she was jumping up and down, her cheeks flushed, hair bobbing and eyes sparkling mischievously, at the noise she was making. Her mother, tall, pretty, young and inexperienced, strove to quiet her. But she was not to be quieted at once, but finally tired from the exertion, she stopped and looked inquiringly around at the people, just as the sermon was ended. DOROTHY MEANS, '14. WATER LILIES ONG, long ago, when the Greeks and Romans believed in many gods, and mystic signs and wonders, there lived a beautiful maiden. This maiden was a Vestal Virgin and her name was Altheria. She was fair as a lilyg her cheeks had just the faint tint of a peach blossom, her hair glistened in the sunlight like gold, and her eyes were of that blue that one so often sees where the sun sparkles on the water where it is deepest. She was known to be as goo-d and as pure as she was beautiful, yet she was accused of something so dreadful that her life was to pay the penalty. People in those days were just as ready to believe ill of people as they are now. One of her duties in the temple of Vesta was to help care for the sacred fire, and never to let it burn out, and she was accused of letting the fire burn out. Altheria was innocent, but could not prove it. She told her accusers that after she was dead, they would be convinced of her innocence. So she was burned alive down on the bank of the Tiber, near a swamp, so dark and dank that one could imagine it to be an entrance into Pluto's realm. Nothing happened for a long time and Altheria was forgotten, but after months the river overflowed its banks and filled the swamp. Soon people noticed that small green leaves were Hoating on the water. They kept getting large and larger, and one day a few green buds appeared, and slowly began to open. A few mornings later the pond seemed transformed as if by a miracle. It was a glory of beautiful white blossoms with golden centers, some were faintly tinged with pink. No one had ever seen a Hower like this before. Because of its resemblance to their common field lily, the Romans called it the Water Lily. Thus Altheria's innocence was proved, because, they said, surely only a pure and innocent person could be the originator of such a beautiful flower. And in this way were formed the beautiful lilies which are to be found on the bosom of many an inland lake, in the hot, sultry month of August. HELEN HILLS, '15. 122 1 l ,v ' it ' iw ,' THE LONE FISHERMAN AR out at sea the moon was rising. The great white disk shed a quiet light over the whole bay and the little island that stood off to the left. VVhile I stood watching the moon as it lifted up out of the sea, I became aware of a moving object. Suddenly a figure appeared, silhouetted against the great circular background. It was a lone man in a little dory, pulling at right angles to the golden moon-path, straight for the little island. Clear and black the little bobbing figure showed against the rising orb. On the island a twinkling light showed from a white cottage. A great grove of pines closed up about the cabin, leaving only one side open to the view. The deep shadows from the great, towering trees offered a striking contrast to the white side of the cottage, flooded as it was with the full radiance of the moon. And through this pleasant scene ran the murmur of the ripples, as they splashed upon the shore. My eyes re- verted to the belated fisherman, he was gone from the light, but off to the side I could still dimly discern the little black spot, bobbing along. WALTER MILLIS, JR., '16. DOWN THE GRAND CANYON I-IE line of burros, brown, tan, and white, with their shaggy heads droop- ing listlessly, came ambling up to the gate of the El Tovar to receive their 'daily burdens for the trip down the Grand Canyon. Men and women flocked eagerly out of the hotel to get first choice, though the poor animals all looked sufficiently subdued by their daily routine, to prevent anyone from being run away with. When nearly all were seated in their saddles, two English women about fifty years of age, came rushing from the door, one fuss- ing about her habit, which did look rather the worse for wear, and the other trying to fasten the huge son.brero.to her scanty amount of hair. At sight of them the guide in front of me said, We'll never get them down alive. It looked as if this might be the truth, for both wereterrified even by their meek mounts. At last, however, we were off. c It was a crisp, cool morning, more indicative of April than May. The dense purplish mist .had not lifted yet from the great rock-filled chasm, except ,near the top where jagged points of rock were showing, deep red and grayish tan. We began the descent into the unknown, the massive cliffs towering, above the path, and then in places' dropping straight downward for hundreds .of feet. Each one was resolving to be brave and not to show his fear, and all were glad that the heavy pounding of their hearts could not be heard by their neighbors, that is, all but the English women. At the first turn where the narrow trail could be seen far ahead, winding its way in and out, seemingly very dangerous from the distance, they emitted terrified shrieks and attempted to dismount. For five minutes there was an angry discussion, during which, speaking loudly and with a broad accent, they expressed their opinion of a country which adver- tised such a death-hole as one of its natural beauties, Finally, in desperation, the guides escorted them back over the short distance already traversed. Meanwhile I turned to look at my fellow companions. First, rode the little 123 lady in gray, who was making her third trip down the canyon, then two little girls impatient at the delay, a jolly big man with twinkling eyes and a hearty laugh, who nearly hid his little burro from viewg and so on down the line. My eyes turned from them to the great panorama before me, with its miles upon miles of various colored rock, dropping sheer in some places, sloping gradually in others, parts covered with shrubs, other parts bare and forbidding, but every bit of it fascinating, alluring. Somewhere down at the bottom, in its narrow bed, the Colorado was rushing in torrents, and from its opposite bank the mountains of rock again were rising, seeming to stretch on and on, forever. MARGARET KING, '13. WAITING FOR THE TRAIN MAN was calling in a loud voice through his megaphone the names of the cities through which the next train was bound. People all over the great corridor arose and streamed to the gate, to take their various trains. But their seats were soon filled by others, who came in and settled down to read their cheap magazines, until they heard their call. Some had smart new suit cases and moved about eagerly, happy in the realization of a long-hoped-for journey. Others, with their much-tagged, shabby bags, telling of many trips over seas, sat down and read their papers unconcernedly. There was a young man standing near the train exit, watching all the people who passed out from the incoming trains. He was of foreign blood, but dressed in American fashion. Altho' his clothes were inexpensive, they were clean and neat. His thin, eager face showed that he was alert in mind and spirit. He was evidently waiting for someone, and we found ourselves hoping that he might not be disappointed. The nervous and fussy women crowded about the ticket office to ask foolish questions, fearing that their tickets might be printed wrongg or they exasperated the policemen with their constant inquiries concerning trains which were to leave in an hour or so. Some with their heavy luggage would not put it down, or would not let their eyes stray from it. A little boy's idea of passing the time pleasantly was eating, and he begged his mother to buy him some more bananas. But she, evidently an up-to-date mamma, assured him that he had had more than enough already. In one of the corners there was a German emigrant party with their dull faces. Their children, half asleep, were lying about almost anywhere. All their baggage seemed to consist of huge bundles of bedding. Suddenly it was evident that the young foreigner, standing at the train exit had found the friend he was looking for. A beautiful young Italian girl, with her dark hair and dark eyes, dressed in a green skirt, was coming towards him. Their radiant faces were pleasant to see. Probably she will not miss the sunny shores of Italy, for it was evident that her heart was here in this New World, with him. The megaphone boomed out again, and a new stream of people started out for their trains. STANLEY YOUNG, 'l3. 124 'W 5151 m I-L. wr.-:qs-4gN1!. -Q-f 'W-sfusffifasfagqfd 17-we -vf5,t1f'.a s-ff-. Q - i qt DOWNTOWN AT CHRISTMAS-TIME N the car, I looked at my fellow passengers. They all looked the typical, belated Christmas shoppers. A little girl opposite kept inquiring of her mother whether she was sure Santa had received her letter. Reassured by her mother, she leaned back in the seat, with such a happy, contented sigh that the other passengers smiled. A worried looking woman in front of me was jotting things down in a little note-book, then figuring, and I knew she was revising her Christmas list. It was an ideal winter day, cold, with crisp snow under foot, and the people on the streets hurried to keep warm. On the corners were the customary kettles and the merry tinkle, tinkle of bells was heard constantly while big red-faced Santa Clauses in red garments and fiinisy white beards called in hoarse voices the name of the charity for which the chimney of money was intended. A poor little girl passed one, and made a wide detour, casting frightened glances at the Children's Saintf' When he reached out a big arm and shook hands with her, she was terribly frightened and escaped as quickly as possible. The shop windows were gaily decorated and the very air breathed Christmas. Inside the stores wealthy women, seated before counters laden with jewelry, laces or ribbons, selected their late Christmas gifts. Before another counter one would see a thinly clad woman standing before a coat that would make baby happy, or watching with wistful eyes a wonderful toy that would put Charlie in paradise. Impatient saleswomen would ask her if she was waited on. The woman fingering her worn, thin purse, would silently shake her head and walk away. Many amusing scenes were enacted before the Santa. One skeptical child cried out in delight, I can see his cuffs, I can see his cuffs. There ain't any Santa Claus, thereby making his younger sister cry with vexation. In the hosiery department a little girl was evidently selecting her mother's present. I want, she announced in a high childish voice, a pair of silk stockings, size four and one-half, not over two dollars, because that's all I have with me, she finished with dignity. The bystanders could not restrain their smiles and later I saw her again and she was asking her father plaintively why stockings weren't the same size as shoes. Thus it was. Friends parting called Merry Christmas, and the package- laden crowd still surged up the avenue. The lights of the shops and the electric signs twinkled merrily and as I rode homeward I thought of all I had seen and heard that day. MILDRED GILL, 'lS. 125 WHAT HAPPENED IN THE WOODEN HORSE HAT, .Telemachus, my son, are you not yet tired of hearing my tale of woe? Well, then I will tell you of that ever memorable night, when I, with Menelaus, Ajax, and the other brave leaders, spent half of a night in a close, stifling, wooden horse. We surely thought the gods were against us that night, and wondered what he had done to displease them. A few days before, clear-eyed Athene, goddess of wisdom, had given an idea to one of the brave leaders. This was that we should build a huge, wooden horse, which would stand very high on its legs, so that the top, where a sort of door was to be, could be reached only by a ladder. Then, with the help of all-seeing Zeus, a huge wooden horse was quickly improvised. Telemachas, my son, you can but imagine that a thing so quickly made would not be very comfortable inside. When this was completed, the horse was moved in front of the gates of Troy, at an hour when all the inhabitants within the gates were at their evening meal. About fifty of us then crowded into the huge edifice, while the remaining army sailed in boats around the first bend in the sea, the bend hiding them from view. Although this horse was very large, it was not near roomy enough for fifty stalwart men in full armour. So we stood there, crowded together, with no air save what came through a little loop-hole at the top, and with our muscles tense. for fear if we moved, we would be detected. We offered up prayers to Zeus and other gods, and tried to give courage to one another. Those standing against the sides of the horse had a harder time of it, as the rough wood bruised and scratched them. We stood thus, I don't know how long,-stood in almost total darkness, with but the occasional glimmer of some one's armour as the only light, and we could feel the breath of one another on our cheeks, so close were we together. Suddenly we hard great shouts, but could not make out what any one was saying. Then we felt ourselves pushed or rather dragged somewhere. We clutched each other frantically but dared not make a move or sound lest we be detected. Then the pushing stopped, but the shooting still kept on. Now was our time-we must be within the gates, we thought, so with a bound weiall climbed out of that stifling air and went against the enemy. But not we fifty men alone-wnog the ships that were around the bend now emerged, and the men on them joined us. We then without difliculty became victors of the day. Oh, Telemachus, my son, my tale is about finished, so let us send up an offering to almighty Zeus, who brought me through all my hardships and ad- ventures safely home again to you, Telemachus, and my faithful wife Penelope. SYLVIA SPIRA, '16. 126 A STRANGE DREAM Last night I had a strange dream, And one I shall not soon forget, However odd it may be, ' 'Twas one that caused me to fret. I was down at,the football field, On the north side bleachers, you know, To see if the Shaw team could win From a strange and mysterious foe. When the teams came out on the field, I could scarcely believe it was so, But the captain of this strange team Was our old friend Cicero. And Shakespeare was playing half-back, And Chaucer a half-back, too. 'Twas the queerest team I ever sawg Their colors were black and blue. The game was almost over, Our own men had the ball, And the score was nothing to nothing When the opponents began to fall. The quarter-back' shouted the signalsg It was a buck through Milton, poor boy. 'Twas Brutus who took his place, But not with a heart of joy. Next was a buck through tackle, Where Julius Caesar played. That was the last of Julius, ' But the game was not delayed. The others now had the ball, And their whole team was filled with fear, For all were afraid to carry it, But it finally fell to Shakespeare. But when our strong line hit him, And the rest of our team too, I wish you'd seen Bill Shakespeare p In his colors. black and blue. A Soon the game was ended, ' Their men were all laid out: That Shaw had won a victory Was true beyond a doubt. . I awoke and fell to thinking , How much better school would seem If we all would conquer Milton, ' And the rest of this strange team. JOSEPH L. Coouncs, '14 127 ,. ,. . .L,.,-...m...-e....,.4 W THE FAITHFUL FEW When school is called to order And you look about the room, . You're sure to see some faces That from the shadows loom, That are always in the school-room And stay till it is throughg The ones that I would mention Are the ever faithful few. They fill every vacant office, For they're always on the spot No matter what the weather: It may be scorching hot, It may be damp and rainy, But they are tried and true- The ones that you rely on, Are the every faithful few. There are lots of worthy students Who will come when in the mood- When everything's convenient, And things are running smoothg They're a factor in the school, And are necessary toog But the ones that never fail us Are the every faithful few. OsBoRNE Gounucx, '13 Mommy There is a day in every week That I do so abhor, Because I have to get to work And work for four days more. Through all my lessons I must bluff, And every bluff is wrong. It seems I always am called on When Monday comes along. There is a day in every week That is a joy to me, For I now know my work is o'er, I have two whole days free. Then early in the afternoon The football field we throngg We yell and shout for dear old Shaw When Friday comes along. Hum. Tlurrma, '13 129 3 ,L -.M - A ,..4iin-iii-....,.,., .. A, A .W . - AN EDUCATION Of all the many things on hand, My brain consuming all that's due, With English, hygiene, German too, Now what with all am I to do? Besides those studies, there are more: The rule of plants and how they grow, The dates of wars, Math. high and low, And all about the poets, you know. I wonder what I'll truly know! An Education, is, we're taught, What we into our heads have caught, VVhen having all things else forgot. So mixed and muddled I'll become Think I that Milton, staunch old Jew, Was writing prose in ninety-two, When o'er the sea Columbus flew. Plus this is more, I will have learned: The quaint oesophagus is grown Beneath the ground, a kind of cone, While all its leaves are ivory bone. EMILI THE BALL Now nature dons her charming gown With flowers embroidered 'round, And all the earth seems full of joy, The air is glad with sound. The fairies creep from out the trees, They're bidden to a ball, For invitations Mab has sent To driads one and all. They hasten down into the dell And find the brownies there, NV ith elfish Puck right in their midst Upon his mushroom-chair. The crickets tune their instruments, The birds begin to sing, And with this burst of music sweet, The fairies form a ring. They trip the light fantastic toe Upon the dewy green, VVhile all the flowers stand around And watch the pretty scene. But suddenly a storm comes up, The rain begins to fall. The fairies fear to spoil their gowns, And so break up the ball. TENER, '13 E. RACHEL FARRAND, '13 130 HOW I WROTE MY POEM. At first I hunted all around 'Till I a piece of paper found, 'Twas any shape or any size On which at first I cast my eyes. And then a pencil I looked for, Upon my bed and on the floor, And then it must be sharpened right, So to indite this poem bright. And next a place to write my verse, A place where none could hear me curse And where no one would me disturb, Nor yet my genius try to curb. And then I chewed my pencil, while I triedto find an original style. And through my hair I ran my hand g I plowed it like the furrowed land. I wrote some words, and scratched them I wrinkled my brow, my lips did pout, I opened the window to get some air, Then out upon the street did stare. I saw somepeople passing by, They called to me and started to cry Oh, come on out, and have some fun. Said I, Not till my work is done. I came back slowly to my work - Oli Resolved that naught should make me shirk But thoughtand thought and thought in vain And then I thought I'd sign my name. KATHERINE KEELER 13 , INSPIRATION I've been thinking seems for hours, Waiting for an inspiration, Shall I write of bird or flowers Or problems of the nation? Poetry isn't my strong point, That I clearly see. When thispmasterpiece I finish ,Then 'tis always prose for me.-, RUTH DUF1-'rn '13 131 .E mg SEPTEMBER El-School opens. Miss Tanner assigns lessons for the tenth. ll 15-Hostilities begin. Football candidates MEP --Junior elections. 15-Rally sixth period. East 12, Shaw 0. 20-Three Senior boys bring excuses for the day before. meet Coach Canfield. 22---No rally. Shaw 22, Central 14. 27 L Moral-Don't have rallies. -Thanksgiving rhetoricals. Football dance. .28-Now for four whole days. OCTOBER 18-Juniors and Seniors matic Club. try out for Dra- njl ' 4Senior elections. T25-There was no school we all went to the at Shaw today so Hip. 26-Massillon T, Shaw 0. .58-Vaudeville committees get to work. 294Literary Club elections. K .l04lJramatie Club elections. 27- NOVEMBER 1-Annual Board elections. First rally. Our old friends George Talkes and Harold Neale make some line speeches. QXU. S. 12, Shaw 9. junior girls appear in face veils. .1-l.it. Club tea. 8-No rally. Shaw 13, Tech 0. 132 J- 63 I7- .307 DECEMBER 3-Jingle girls rehearse with football boys. Katharine Tener is not prepared in Virgil. First time in four years. Vaudeville entertainment. O, Shaw team, we all are gathered - Lit. Club spread in the gym. Christmas rhetoricals. All the grads visit us. Senior dance. 69+ , 'Yfvaev ' W . XVJH. W5Au.:'us 'Rf U THE ADVERTISERS WHO HAVE PATRONIZED US COLONIAL DRY CLEANSING CO. DRY CLEANING - DYEING - PRESSING and REPAIRING Both Phones FEATHER WORK Prompt SBl'ViCe fairs- WNW-E an L05'z,:.: 3r.::iiI , , A U if A f O1 FOR YOUR NEXT SUIT 234-236 The Arcade - 'H' . . L, , , ' 4, ' ',, , , ET Y f 'I 7 Y .. T -E -2 Vmrir' W i an - . 0' L. A. SACHA Uwyqvphgwwffgy? 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C0lllK'lUl'Y'U IT-ls-IU-Klzimloliu Cliihplayszlt lllQlixlO11- Wfvllfllllffll l'C2il1S il flllj' earlier on ae- ufglif' eoimt of the water. ll--Shaw High iee men make their rlchut. xluslfill Clullg Qunccrt' I--Senior ljigtzxil clny. in Rofmi S, Nliss' lfnrmilay was gn uf honor, XYh:1t heeame of the ezmfly? l'ilUl'k'llk'C llumier tznlcei ll short eut clown stairs. xp' X xx 5-.luniors 20, Seniors 24. 7-Junior dance-nuf sell. Prof. Murray of Princeton tzillcs and we uiifortimzitely miss two periods. 136 DEALING WITH OUR ADVERTISERS HELPS THE ANNUAL EXCELLANT On the Square IN QUALITY CORRECT CUYAHOGA IN BUILDING Guenthefs Art Galleries FOOD IVIAKES CHARACTER No one denies this, yet few give proper consid- eration to the planning of a weekly menu or even to ordering a single meal. Kindliness, Faith, Hope and Charity are as much a matter of diet as of reading or of church going. Plenty of rich MILK is nature's ideal food. It makes strong bodies and hearts courageous. The Belle Vernon-Mapes Dairy Co. - - - - OHIO CLEVELAND II03 EUCLID AVE. I I lVIr. I-Iarlen E. Shimmin LEADING PRINT SELLERS AND FRAME MAKERS 855-857 Rose Building Lowest Prices : Try Us CLEVELAND I in -g Y gg Vg A S I S L E R 6: C H A C E UP-TO-DATE IVIILLINERY BEST STYLES FRENCH PATTERN HATS EEST SERVICE BEST QUALITY PoPuLAR-PRICED HATS BEST TREATMENT Imported Novelties Call in and See Us 137 CALENDAR-C0ntinl1ed P.'xR'r Il. Tint Klvslc l'lA'l'lZR A-I lfarrv in tim .vrf'11t'.v, Ivy RL'tI1fI6 Hem: Characters' Nlr. Rulcthc Rnnst fa natural Qrnuchl . . llznrnlml :xxll'lI11Cl'lll2l1l Klrs. Rule-the Roost fwho is very fnnrl uf musicl . Rcclge llcnn Miss .-Xlrlzlrilla Halen: fan olrl- Snns of Hr. Roost- llcnry Ca Shaw Seniorj NJ 1 -Lcstcr .AXx'c1'5' Chuck Cu Shaw Juniorj Atlec Schafcr llnlu fn Sophfnnore at Shawj Clemente Cafzlrclli Dick fa Shaw Frcslnnanl Norman Hook lit-ss' fthcir loving little sisterl Harry Farraml mugiral mluhg mnnrm-1 Eleanor Ctheir colisirigrving Danforth IWOGRAW Professor Tllitzen fa inusic-teacherl PAW? l. Carl llcnn . , ll'll: . S l'-l fl 1. C4nnrarles-in-Arins, . , lllce Clulm lm M MUNI nnughm-leg Vxnlmr rl. XYcstn'nrfl llo, , Xlztnrlnlin Clulm Fricmlg of the RUNN- Sl. Ifvcryhmly 'llwn41cp. Ilztnjn Clulm Miss Ruby Lipps Ralph xyayum 4. lfnvnurzigcnicnt Xlliltzcs. lJl'L'llL'Sll'Zl Xligg Xlgly Flowcr, Charlvs Snnn' 5. Old Nlntln-r Const-, . Glu- Clulv Qllafiwt 13. Hunjo SCll'Cl.l0llS. Norman Hunk lillft Skefl lfllgelle Rlllelll' and bl, G. Lirlflicnzit Kenneth King Lester Avery 7' my Aftcr vcspcrs' ,h4t'I'lll7-flf Hn' lltlllll' of Mr. Ielllffllt' lhl Siclonc, . . Mandolin Clu'm ROHM 3- Ulxlf' Rllllcw - - - Billllll Cllll' ,S'f011i'-.Xt thc hninc of Xlr. Rulcthc tl, lint They lJimln'l, . . lllw: Cluh Roost. X KM I in if 'N' .I A li wang, 5' Q ..lli:il1lIlll1n...' A XE? 1' ,Mg , , ,dbx ---lpn 2 E X 41, mm v llllll 'E -x , . w I Il lllllllllllllll ' W' Illlllll C . 91' ' -flll own 'lla' .A , X 0 'lllu- 9'5 - 4' N .lla -53.8 1 '-'ofg,g! X1 Q f' , k 138 inairl nuntl . . , llcnry Young DAIVIASCUS BRAKE BEAM C0 M PAN Y 1 Rofcrvc S Uk :md Hu 'Q . if ffizl, AX , W if 4 -. 2 X 1 ,f V? N ' 1' I . xzkh. ,X ' Q - HL' ' - - 1 u CALENDAR-Continued 'Q tix Q S MAY APRIL I,l'IHlliSL'4 frmu prinlcl' for .X1ll1llZll. . . . V xi mme run hut mumg. A A A 1 . A ff'I1lfl?I'ClZ1SS track mcct. Tlnrlmnmc ut b11rx11g-lw-x'Q1-. . 10-More IJYOIHISCS. me '1 '1-ms. 1 'zlch -rs! T 'll 11: whu , r . ' A N K L 1 S I.,--,M lZlSt7lfS mu. the 1u'l'x' ones arc. N M' 11-Quzulrzmngulur truck meet. XYQ In-gin our llwtnny walks. gfyflrxmng, 801111--HIIZIYQ ywll ZlS'CCO!NlTUS1l2l1'C?- Qglflnsg Day' 1. 1511-shicf Yctl1. Hun. JUNE l!IlCk'2ll2ll1l'L'11iC Scrnx-111, S1wpl1ff 'lxull mc all yum kl1HXX'..v skin Club pro- 1, 501115 'HH' Uiflllifvli I-AFmmmunccmcut. lmw mayors lu-1' lJZlS'.'12lH FCIISIUN. 13--Sulmrwl mcr. W 140 REMEMBER THAT THE ADS MADE THE ANNUAL POSSIBLE TIFFANY TEACHES THE MODERN STYLE OF DANCING AFTER HIGH SCHOOL. WHAT? The profession of business offers unexcelled opportunities to those who are trained the SPENCERIAN WAY. THE SPENCERIAN GRADUATE SUCCEEDS. WHY? Because the Spencerian Entrance Requirements are High. Because every subject taught is practical. Because Q' x-.f f f COMMERCIAL SCHOOL 1-IE fx X I I the Courses of Study are concise and modern. Because the training is thor- h d I t oug an compe e. Sixty-five years of Success. 43,000 Former Students. More than 200 calls monthly for Spencerian Graduates. Euclid Ave. and 18th St. E. E. MERVILLE, Pres. C.1T. ARNOLD, Sec'y The Most Delightful Surrounding for the HOME THE SHAKER HEIGHTS IMPROVEMENT COMPANY 906 Williamson Building ' 3 'I'1L'2'!?i 5 44' 'kg' .. gl Q' Y. 2161 CALENDAR-Continued The class of 1913 has six charter members. Six students have spent their twelve school years in East Cleveland. Lucy VVens1ey and Della Foote went to Superior School while Anne Parks, Doris Doan, and Harold Cluln entered Prospect in the first grade together. Irving Danforth spent seven years in Prospect and one in Superior before coming to Shaw. I K 'Q we Z L- I 19 41... nr- 2 Z- Jf ,Q Z xx :Q rx 1 , 1 Q' XNQTF - 1 I A . V . . fa v N 1 u f h ui ' 5 ,f 4 -' I 1 if f I , ' f '11 A' XY- : f ' 1 ' M X K X ju r QI! ' r':'f 3 R ..g6.i?2-Q ' ,lf . , L -riff f f' fi' if 1 x - ' 'll we ,- M ,JWE 142 FAIR EXCHANGE IS NO ROBBERY SEE The Cleveland Seating Co. F O R SCHOOL DESKS OPERA CHAIRS and CHURCH FURNITURE NO HOME COMPLETE WITHOUT The Great Atlantic 81 Pacific Tea Company's CELEBRATED Teas, Coffees, A. 81. P. Baking Powder, A. 8: P. Spices, A. 8: P. Extracts FINE GROCERIES CREAMERY BUTTER VEGETABLES and CANNED FRUITS are the Best You Save 2070 and over by trading at our stores. All goods warranted or money refunded THE KQIQEAT ATLANTIC Su PACIFIC TEA Cfl. INIPIDIITERS ANI! llE'l'1kIl.1CRS -1425 STIJRES IN 'l'I11C I'. S. Bell Phone CLEVELAND STQRES Cuyahoga Phone Main 1940 2159 ONTARIO ST. - NEAR HIGH AVE. Cent. 5093 438 WOODLAND and 451 BROADWAY C nt. 208 Broad 364 5400 BROADWAY, Cor. BARKWILL Broad 311 J 8435 BROADWAY, Opp. CLEVELAND TRUST Union 45 East 1911 7012 SUPERIOR AVE. Prln. 985 East 1992 8519 SUPERIOR AVE. P 1 1338-W Eddy 1616 10511 SUPERIOR AVE. P I 2724-W Doan 1559 8906 WADE PARK AVE P 1 . 1470-R Eddy 1402 788 EAST I05T11 ST P 1 . 1149 1. West 68 2600 LORAIN AVE I nt. 1004 West 241 4801 LURAIN AVE I t. .1610-R South 443 2946 WEST 25'1'11 S'1' I t. 5519-I, South 265 3812 WEST 15TH ST East 3358 7521 WOODLAND AVE I I . 2460-K Doan 1472 9606 CEDAR AVE P 1 2884-W 143 THE LAST GAME. How glorious was that Central game, The air was clear and bright, But all our men were stiff or lame And Gordon's face a sight. The score 'tween halves looked prettybad, 'Twas fourteen for the Blues. And when our boys felt tired and sad 'Twas time out, wait, my shoes. But when they'd had a little rest And confidential talk, The whole school Ernest Randall. blessed When past the goal he walked. The score was now a nine for Shaw, And then fifteen, they say. We yelled till all our throats were raw For we had won the day. Auca Rorsmrrs 13 Oh, what's the use, I'd like to know Of learning all this stuff? This Virgil, German, French land' Greek When English is enough. It's English where my troubles are, We have to write a rhyme, Now that, of course, ,would be all right If I had brains and time. I V go tobed but not to. sleep, I have no off mind. ' In solemn vision and clear dream I try one verseto find. - t I think about the stanza forms And all thei rules for rhyme, And then. albmxt the kinds of feet Which never will keep time. 'Tis said that poets must be born And' never can be made. I hope Miss Swain will think of that When she puts' down my grade. ' E. RACHEL FARRAND 13 144 iaakadd DON'T NEGLEOT SCANNING THE ADS THROUGH BASE BALL, FOOT BALL, TENNIS AND GENERAL ATHLETIC OUTFITTERS AUTOMOBILE, BICYCLE AND TALKING MACHINE SUPPLIES Collister 8: Sayle 224 SUPERIOR AVE.. N. W. Cleveland : : Ohio Bell, Doan 2344 Princeton 792 The H Klaustemyer Co I QUALITY GROCERIES QM V IEEE Decorator and Painter THREE STORES Wall Paper and Paints 13546 Euclid Avenue 8621 Hough Avenue 10305 EUCLID AVENUE and 105th STREET 6513 Euclid Avenue CLEVELAND Lunch Room at 6513 Euclid Ave. -7he ' eo. 'Q' Qfekef S Sons Two Good Places to Eat PnANos THE ALHAMBRA RESTAURANT PIANO!-A PLAYER PIANOS , THE UNIVERSITY LuNcH Room VICTROLAS Euclid at 105th Sr. 1028-1030 Euclid Ave. CLEVELAND THE MOREHOUSE COMPANY 619 to 62S Euclid Avenue Established more than 61 years ago and maintaining a leading position in the offering of merchandise of quality IMPORTERS AND RETAILERS OF SHOES DRY GOODS MILLINERY GARMENTS ORIENTAL RUGS KINDRED MERCHANDISE 145 El w M' K . 1 -1 ,+C l.- 1 X r rw, t A MH, 1, ... My ,,,, Ivy. -tv 1, gt' ,t,, xl., 1 A ' -l. 'i , 'L .V ,- que ,F , fm 'T . .Amr 'W sk. ' 4 IM.: f. w, WJ as ,, .tMr.1, f'f-ww:-H!'- -f ao 'A it HIL ,.' .W . , ,,s.,W,, 9, .F 1 t '- 1, , , .. ...w. . ul '- l 1' THE sEN1oR's WOE. For every teacher you must work ' At least an hour or two. Oh, get this lesson in your head Whatever else you' do. ln English IV read Lycidas And concentrate your mind, For pity's sake don't absent be, 'Twill put you much behind. Your French lesson? Notpvery long, Ten pages printed smallg Then learn five verbs, and all their parts Two hours' work, jhat's all. In German, to speak fluently, Peruse your lesson much 5 You cannot gain more benefit From anything, than Dutch. By all means, learn your Botany. Your history readings dueg And still you wonderk-when at night You feel a tritleiblue. an Doars Oh, come, thou muse of sport, and hear Of a wondrous football gameg How heroes who were nearly beat Came back and won them fame. The two elevens who engaged ,Were Shaw and Central school, And each team playedfheir level best, Thefirg spirit didrmlt ' first Shaw High was not awake, They could not hold, the tineg AntlfCentral meanwhile got fourteen, Which they considered line. But after that the red and black T ' f-Did 'show that they could play, Theyswept poor, Central off their feet In 'fjust the usual way. And when at last the whistle blew, The score board then was seen To say Shaw High School twenty-two, And Central but fourteen. WHITSLAR, '13 e KURT 'SEELBACH, '13, 146 ' mlwhwg WE ARE VERY GRATEFUL TO OUR ADVERTISERS THE PRICE ELECTRIC CO. ELECTRIC SUPPLIES AND HOUSEHOLD APPARATUS WIRING NEW AND OLD HOUSES COMPLETE REPAIRS CAREFULLY ATTENDED TO Doan 427 11807 Euclid Ave. Wood CE, CO. DeveIoping and Iarinting Plcture Frammg Lawn Bulbs 1 , 1, gfgggg SEEDSFerQflgggg 1 iliamera amh iliraft Svhuppv 3 C. W. CHAMBERLIN 5 EUCLID-DOAN BLOCK 10615 EUCLID AVE- 1 1993 E. 105 sr. Cleveland, ohie TELLING'S ICE CREAM IS PERFECTLY PASTEURIZED AND ABSOLUTELY PURE The Herringshavve. Co. SANITARY PLUMBING GAS FITTING AND SEWERING ALL KINDS OF TIN WORK HARDWARE AND PAINTS 13549 Euclid Ave. East c1eve1end, ohio N . .E A -if HEADQUARTERS FOR SCHOOL BOOKS, SCHOOL SUPPLIES, STATIONERY, ETC. MRS. J. M. COBURN'S Phone, Eddy 93 P 0 S T 0 F F I C E 14041 Euclid Avenue 147 INSPIRATION Miss Swain said to our English class, For Monday, write a verse. It ought to be an easy task, I've given you many a worse. Tell us of things around the school, And make it local purely. This is a simple thing to dog You all can write one, surely. Sunday, I sat down at my desk, Refilled my bottle of ink, And said, Now what shall I relate? Indeed, 'tis hard to think. There are the teachers strict, who make Us arduous lessons learng There is the senior room, where eyes Of lowly freshmen turn. I might tell of the special car, What rough-house goes on there 5 How windows break most every dayg How boys won't pay their fare. Nor can I leave out Mr. Kins, , . With ever ready smile, And I must speak of old P. H.'s Sandwiches so vile. But I can't write a poem, although I -think with might and main, I'd rather chop wood for a day, Than try a task so vain. . CHARLES ARTHUR, '13. ,1.i4,f .N ! . SORROWS AT SHAW. Who is it loves to. work all day, Who is it that with stormy look, And give long lessons in a way Will see if you are with a book That keeps.both boys .and girls from play? Or slipping notes by hook or crook? The teachers. The teachers. Who 'likes to catch you up in class, Be you a boy or gentle lass, And make you so that you can't pass? The teachers. And when the lessons can't be done, Who'll laugh and think it lots of fun To say, You may come back at one? The teachers. . U And when you come one minute late, Who calmly say, Sit down and wait,' O, then you heartily hate The teachers. Yet all the seniors when they leave, And get a task they can't conceive, Will think how much they could achieve With teachers. ALFRED BIEDERMAN, '13 148 THEY DESIRE TRADE IN RETURN W WE FIT THE HAND We have special fitting tools that per- fectly show customers what kind of a pen they need. Step in and be com- plimentary fitted. 51. CE. illrrh 8: Gln. Windermere Pharmacy 13582 EUCLID AVENUE The Penslar Store 65211. 11. Egrihrr HATTER AND FURNISHER Young Men's Furnishings our Specialty All the newest and latest goods to be had at our store. 10530 Euclid Ave., Near 105th St. You will always find the latest styles at the BOYS' STORE. We specialize in wearing apparel for the boys and young men. THE GRAVES-LAUGHLIN COMPANY Ninth near Euclid ZH' M mnupr Eddy 1046-J Crest 442-W Q. E. 1Han01z1mp2n GAS RANGES AND HOUSE FURNISHINGS TUNGSTEN AND CARBON LAMP BULBS TIN AND GALVANIZED IRON WORK nKELSEY WARM AIR FURNACES - -A Repairing of any kind of Stove or Furnace 10633-7 Euclid Ave. Both Phones FURNITURE AND PIANOS MOVED, PACKED, SHIPPED AND STORED 58 Amherst Street EAST CLEVELAND, O. Phone Service Glherhrnn Etna. PRESCRIPTION PHARMACISTS Euclid and Lake View Avenues! GET ACQUAINTED WITH OUR ADVERTISERS 149 PATRONIZE H OME TRADE H. BLECKING 13564 EUCLID AVE. HARDWARE. PAINTS, HOUSE FURNISHINGS. ETC. Tin and Furnace Work a Specialty MRS. G. C. QUINTRELI. I EXCLUSIVE MILLINERY 13541 EUCLID AVE., EAST CLEVELAND Phones HARDWARE, PLUMBING, SHEET METAL WORK HOUSE FU-RNISHINGS HIT EY Th Wht yh b llyd E d of b dbY e ine as very few parts, ut these are carefu esi ned, ma e the very best materials and assem le experienced work- men to make a pen that is perfect. !I I You don't have to shake or coax a Whitney - E to write. It's ready when you are It always gl writes on the pickup without scratching or IiII I blotting. and is guaranteed to give instant, con- I tinuous, and altogether satisfactory service Ji I year in, year out. 9 ' I 4 f I I K ' ' The in simply can't leak in your pocket or when In use The anger f Inky , fingers, 0 e ages and In s ted clo hing 1891111111181 Ther ' no In to brea o , I or get ut r r The Whitney IS just a I sr le, du a untaln pen, m de o write w en y u want I to an en write right I I I Regu ar e n on ea a l Models I Prices S2 0 and u Sp l P f h l Io h f ld o k bo Wh t ey ' . d o ' ' blttdp 'k-pot t' ' ' ' ed. es th' g k, cl g o of o de . ' ' ' 'mp r ble fo ' a t ' h o 't d th ' ' . l -S lf Filli g-N L k b e .0 p. IVI . ecia ens or sc oo use-as ome and office. manio w r . shorthand. ok- keeping-and for the shopper, the traveller and I the tourist. I For sale in East Cleveland at II, I . IMI COBURNS, 14041 Euclid Ave. '20 H' B' MCGRATH WHITNEY RICHARDS co ' ' ' MANUFACTURERS ' ' ' 13423 EUCLID AVE. Both Phones CLEVELAND. 0 H10 I U. S O A. THE CITIZENIS DETECTIVE CUY. CREST 323-W BELL, EDDY 880-J For a Nobby Suit at a Popular Price, 8: POLICE Co. See S. SIMON Furnishes Detectives and Uniformed Ofli- Merchant Tailor, Hatter and cers for Corporations and Individuals Fumisher . . Your suit cleaned or pressed. Call on either with satisfactory results for phone- the PaSt15 Years- 13008 EUCLID AVE., E. CLEVELAND, o. 150 13545 EUCLID AVE. WE HAVE RECEIVED A SQUARE DEAL When you want something good to eat, don't forget RE YNOLD'S RESTAURANT ALWAYS OPEN 13570 EUCLID AVE Eddy 868 J HIGH GRADE CANDIES ICE CREAM FANCY GROCERIES PELZ BAKED GOODS THEME PAPER TABLETS DURFAE'S CORNER STORE OPEN ALL DAY EVERY DAY TELLING S ICE CREAM Euclid Avenue at Vassar Street. Telephone Crest 2Q9 W Windermere Anderson's Dancing School Barber Shop and Pool Room Prlvate Art1st1c Hair Cutting 6124 EUCLID AVE Open from September to May JAMES NOBLE, PROP. Childrens Hair Cutting a Specialty Ask your friends about us The winter days are coming soon Then all the earth will bexsnow whitg And I will wish that it were June ' For then sweet Spring is at its height. As soon as snow and ice are gone,- And flowers sweet delight us all, I'll lie upon the fresh green lawn And much will wish that it were Fall. Because there is all kinds of fun, When I down to the game do stroll And see a classmate make a run That put the ball behind the goal. I never want what I have got, Its always something else you seeg So whether be it cold or hot, Just take it all contentedly. Carl Maedje, '13 151 If you are particular about your company this is the place for you RETURN THE COMPLIMENT BETTER COAL Spear Printing Company BETTER EQUIPMENT Our long list of satisfied customers is proof of the All Kinds of AfZiSl'iC Job Printing done satisfaction our patrons daily express. on Short Notice' BETTER Coal, BETTER Service is our constant aim' There is a yard in your vicinity. Give us a trial. Call Cuy. Cent. 491-R Bell, Main 5331 Cuy. Cent. 1057 729 CAXTON BUILDING Cuyahoga Coal Company CLEVELAND Awnings for the Home them. The new materials are handsome, and as fast in color as can be died on cotton materials. A word from you will bring our men to measure and show samples- give information as to cost. 1 ,Li 1113 ilyx p If you are to have Awnings this season, let us make .Z iw ll 1 ll is FEE ' ' 3 N - A We Supply Canopies This is a special features of our busi- ness-the supplying of canopies for wed- dings, receptions, etc. We also supply footmen, carriage checks, and everything that goes with this line of service. The Wagner Manufacturing Company 5205 EUCLID AVE. East 2900 Cent. 6926 X Eddy 131s,'F'i crest 181-W 'E 1' THE MORLEY TRANSFER CO. up 13595 EUCLID AVENUE - ' '15 F' ef,,.4 BAGGAGE EXPRESSING ., Down Town Office: MERCHANDISE EXCHANGE, 608-10 LONG ST. Lv F. W. DEWEY FANCY AND STAPLE GROCERIES FRESH AND SALT MEATS Eddy 2270 560 Hayden Ave. Crest 103 152 THERE ARE MANY ADS IN THIS SECTION minhvrmrrr Zllrame Shu wM. HAVERMAN, PROPR. 13522 EUCLID AVENUE lgirturz Zllramin g itlvgilhing llrntnring CDH Paintings BOOKS STATIONERY PICTURES PICTURE FRAMING CIRCULATING LIBRARY Ilinrnrr 737 8: mnnh Gln. EUCLID AVE. Uhr Hvvrlrnz Erng Gln. PEERLESS GOODS POPULAR PRICES Phone the Peerless EASTMAN KODAKS C-ANDY, CIGARS. SODA DRUGS We till prescriptions for the most A particular people in East Cleveland. illllmirerh liharmarg PENSLARA s'roRE ' f. -- 14237 Euclid Avenue ' 'm al, . - . E as Q E CUSTOM CLOTHES? SHOPPE 'EW' A 13588 EUCLID AVENi ai :.b J. H. KAPLAN, Tailor We alter, clean, and press Ladies' and Gents' garments Eddy 1832-J A PROMPT SERVICE S' WE ARE AGENTS for Huyler's, Guthis, Lowney's, Lig- get's, Crane's and Fenway's Candies. ALWAYS FRESH HH. CE. Marshall Euclid and Amherst St. ME-, ,WE L E ,- FoR nav CLEANING ANEDYEING GoTo if' Uhr IH. lm. Suheyi. The best prices as consistent with l first class work. l 1989 EAST 105 ST. Doan 3545 153 FIND YOUR MERCHANT N. O. Stone 312-318 Euclid Ave Our New ENGLISH Last VER Y ENGLISH Y VER Y S TYLISH The Siebold Bros. Co. FINE MEATS 8601 Hough Ave. l414 E. 105th St. 13552 Euclid Aye. PHONE SERVICE Manbeck 8: Stahlnecker 13584 Euclid Ave. DEALER IN GROCERIES AND MEATS l Special attention given to Telephone Orders Eddy 2161 Cuy. Crest 168-W Euan Aurnur GEIYEIQP AUTO LIVERY CALL EDDY 3013-R 1 Special service and rates given for parties and dances. Our cars are al- ways at your service. 5 A . -:ig - i 1 Y ' ,E No Vlctoryhflgplete without V A Everybody Wants Good Candy Hrph JK A GET ME DE KLYN'S . . .' . j-ML -'.' ,3 x . ' Q lr j i f 2 'Vp' Is the Universal Demand EQCLID ati g 4 3. W --fy, W 'LM i ' 1 ,ggi or Z , K gt Always Fresh Made I iv , aff Perfect in Flavor -Q-2 W c, , e g, Attractive to Look at ANGDTS SANIDWI CHES Delecmble to Eat PS, -1 SALT WATER TAFFY Sent by mail or express anywhere , X-'Trng X I ' .2 4 -V 4 , 1' E E E' 1 Q ',f E7 ir' 'E i i 4 ff, , ,- gf Q' T u I. c ' I .1 - . N. ' Will not freeze at 40 degrees below. Takes 340 degrees of heat to melt it.-Best lubri- slant initlmgorld for transmission, differential, steering kn ckle and grease cups. One ..... Sade Tori tile? uses and for all seasons. MADE ONLY BY A THE UNIVERSAL LUBRICATING Co. 1... 737 Schofield Building Zigi? .4 i'Hv'f CLEVELAND, O. 154 m HE IS PROBABLY LISTED HERE Wm Ev MAIN 972 CEN 513 L EQ WM. E.KN EALE, 321 FRANKFORT AVE. CLEVELA N D. 5 A ning 'A' - 34- I !Qv'-4' 'Na 1 , 155 ADVERTISING HELPS TRADE 'Ni PHOTOS BY NEWMAN QUALITY IN OUR PORTRAITS IS APPARENT AT FIRST GLANCE THE NEWMAN STUDIO BOTH PHONES 647 EUCLID AVE. ...sv , A 'Q' gi? Wi,-sy. Q 1 x . der, -,T aff' 156 if A,i:L.a-S-....E..l , W- BE A HELPER '55, WHERE PERFECT PRINTING PLATES ARE MADE FOR PROGRESSIVE, PARTICULAR PATRONS Uhr Art iingrauing Qcfflvrtrntgpiiiggillnmpang Prospect Building GIEVQLANDA Phone North 1258 .. MJ kt 1' ' ' K . rl .1 - x i, A 5 I gill?-15' T5 Iii' 1 gssnai A , gg 0 :QU Y 49 . N , . 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