Shortridge High School - Annual Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 134 of the 1926 volume:

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Jr: wjj A' vp lp qv qv qs 75s qv' It 1 ll 5 NTER once more the Shortrldge doors 111 Pass through the A 4 tlme worn halls a :A 4 Tread once more the class room floors Where the light of memory falls Years go by ln endless progression Time takes us farther away From the happy days of high school session Of the past of yesterday Consider our book just as you will As you read from this page through, But remember the purpose it must fulfill Is to bring back those scenes to you. 939325 H9939 lb is is 05 45 ls lb 92? ak I v.:-N r.:-s ,.3.-5. ,-3-Q 'qs' .g-, '-:- ,.1.q ,Dpi ,Alb aiu ala .Aly alla ' I SIB -ilu A , i A b r':', FORE W ORD ' N .G f':'n A .U . u 0 f'-mrs. 9 . l':'u - , A 4 L , rl - , ' . ' I'u'g 6 5 . , . 0-I-, . 6 8 3. - fx. 1 ffwwy T.. Q Q . C Vafilfuo 'au' 'aa' 'ao' 94035 DEDICATION 0JoelW Hadley 4 Department I our lnstructor and fr1end who has g1ven us ass1stance and encouragement 1n accomp l1sh1ng arduous tasks who by hrs da1ly life has 1nsp1red us to hlgher 1deals and who exemphfres the loyal Splflt character1st1c of bhortrrdge We, the class ot 1926, ded1 cate th1s, our Annual CQ OO 'Q L' 1 r 1 r 'Q .' 'O O' N 5 e '51ne'2'4. .6 4.i'e e' 2'g'4ne ?: 6 , gi M 'gl x I O :lg I nk ? 4.4- SWF 'UWe 4 . . SQL 55? of the B1OlOgy : : I . ' Q.. is : : asf , f 0 . . . l . Q, . . J e! . Q . . , .gs S ... 003' 0 B'Naf 'P' ffm ' ' ' x o2a n?. ' 'J QQ Q fi FF Ao 9' ooqa'K:g?9: 'F o-:Q v-', v -- ngues in i:rees,2-'Doolzs in running brooks Sermons in siones ami good in everything X eng 0 stages oeebao . ot' ,io 20,40 0.00, 9 6 is i, 44,229ef,Y3'Ae,Y?v'. v.'8.xw3?.-,Q'Rs M i if , RESPONSE --- OU honor me with the dedication of your Annual. For me, this is an ob- ligation to be re deemed in the fu ture by added ac complishment You make my way happier as Iendeavor to re pay Shortridge for the help which I have received as a student and teacher from those older coun selors and friends who have made Shortridge a name known throughout the land JOEL W HADLEY cz, 0 A '11 1- f' '. 'J 0 ru.: ' ' tr.-Q5 1 gin, wr I E Q ' O 5' Q 'Q P , Q, Q YA . 1 ' l ' - QB . . . .1 'T I T : . ' 'HQ' . . Q l fix i J Q f ggg' gg 9' g0gi4'mvoQaol,'5aoo :7 00 +00 Bass:- F tl L I The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests: just as the charm of music dwells not in the tone, but in the echoes of our hearts. --Oliver Wendell Holmes. E D I T O R I A L OR MORE THAN six months past, we of the Annual staff have been working toward our goal, a publication that is worthy to take its place with the ever increasing volumes of Shortridge history. We are well aware of the fact that from year to year the Annual has been constantly advancing in 9 artistic and literary attainments. From day to day we have been striving, sometimes faltering, but ' never discouraged, in order that our Annual may continue those traditions and, if possible, be just a little better than its predecessors. Whether we have succeeded finally in reaching our goal, We are uncer- tain. We have attempted, however, to give our readers some new and interesting features, as well as a brief resume of the history and activi- ties of the class. It is for you, the readers, to judge whether or not the book has come up to your expectations. In looking back over the mere day of life, most people agree that it was the morning that was the happiest. It is always the days spent in school that a person wishes to live over again. We who are now in the morning of our lives little realize how glorious it really is. We have expe- rienced nothing else. We realize that such happiness cannot be everlast- ing. Even now we are progressing out of this first period of our lives- we are going on to greater things. The Annual staff has endeavored to represent the happy career of our class in such a way that a pleasant memory of the four years spent in Shortridge halls, with Shortridge ideals, with Shortridge standards, and with Shortridge friends, will be vividly recalled to us when, in future years, we open this, our book. 10 52 6 .+: ' -THE EDITOR. ! ,-, I ,' .1 , , 5 I ,. , ,I . fi .f c I 1 ' ' f' , f . f' A ' -- ,, , . I ., , LI- ' I- ' Y Ting '15 I I I ' I I I I F I I I I I I- I E I I I I I E , 5 I I , ' I . ,qu I I I I I II I I I L F I N G-E-IS-ll-II-A-Il-K S BETTY ANN PARROTT ' NNE MARSHALLED her four children grimly I into four white beds, disfigured by exceedingly I 3 V t numerous and exceedingly black and sticky fin- . r, , ' t, . germarks. They protested loudly at this indignity, H1 ' A ' as they did every night and which, Anne thought l x APG, F I wearily, they1 would do as long as they were 0 V U , young enough to be put to bed. She glanced t -1--V. J around the disordered nursery which had been Qsle I white and clean that morning, in fact was white o ifw. v and clean every morning, and shuddered in dis- pg-,.., ..-1- gust at the stickiness and smears. She sighed as she picked up the scattered toys and put them in the cracked white box, sighed for a home where there would be no dirty little fingermarks on woodwork and furniture, and where everything would be forever fresh and clean, sighed for four children whose dresses and rompers would keep prim and starched, and whose curls would stay in place, instead of tumbling in cloud-like balls all over their heads, and most of all Anne sighed for a house in which quiet reigned. John and Anne had been invited out that night, to the home of an old friend and, as she dressed, Anne Kenyon tingled with anticipation, for it had been many a week since she and John had been invited out and were able to go. On the way out, her head rested on John's shoulder, as she mused on the type of a house her chum would have. The woodwork in the living room would be old ivory, and softly shaded lamps and velvety look- ing furniture would soothe jangled nerves. Upon their arrival, the home proved to be all Anne had anticipated. She saw in it the competent and tasteful judgment of her hostess. The very Walls expressed Mrs. Sher- wood, with her perfect coiffure of beautiful waves, her smart dress, and her deft manner of handling the conversation. The Woodwork was of mellowed ivory and the walls of pale green tint. This color scheme was carried out in the lamps, upholstery, books, and other appointments. No scuffs from stubby shoes marred the satiny finish of the wallsg no im- prints of fat little hands were on window pane or furniture. This home was as it should be, thought Anne. In answer to a query from John, little Eleanor Sherwood was brought in. She was just the age of Anne's six year old Ruth. Tall for her age and pale, Eleanor's long, black curls hung in prim precision and her trig French frock boasted not a wrinkle. Anne had been on the verge of inviting her down to play Indian with Ruth some afternoon and then checked herself in time. Imagine Eleanor in the head-dress of a fiery, bold, and turbulent chief of the Hopis! It just wouldn't be done! Aloud she said: Does Eleanor go to school, Ethel? Indeed, no. Eleanor has a tutor from 9:00 to 1:00. After that is her lunch and siesta, and then Jane usually takes her for a walk. I see. But when does she play? FINGERMARKS Exercise, ylou mean? Oh! I consider the Walk every afternoon suiii- cient recreation. Anne's eyes and John's met. Before them in review passed the noisy, rowdy games played in the nursery on rainy days Q the picnics in the back- yfard-Sherwood forest for the time being-on sunshiny afternoonsg the countless tea-parties that they enjoyed with the children on Sunday after- noons on the little side porch, christened The Birdies' Nest by the chil- dren. They looked at the pale, lifeless child before them and shuddered. Anne thought of her babies looking like this with all the life and joy pressed out of them, like little cold statues modelled in ice, and drew back in dismay. She looked again at the ivory woodwork and felt a tug of sympathy for the immaculate whiteness, for never had vigorous baby feet touched it to mar its shining surface. The tinted, green walls became hard and cold and the softly shaded lamps which had never been pulled askew by fat, tiny, grasping hands seemed distant and unreal. Anne sud- denly wondered if Eleanor had ever rumpled or even touched her mother's shining head. Probably not. No one ever touched people's heads that looked like that. And the still, still house in which everyone talked in lowered voices and which was at first so restful, frightened Anne-froze her very heart. It was like being in a mausoleum with a dead persong and it was a mausoleum, for the soul of a child lay buried there. That night Anne stepped into the nursery and closed the door. Kneel- ing down beside the four besmeared beds she said: I thank thee, dear Lord, for my four, dirty children, and please may my house be always full of 'iingermarks'. nv' 74' vw If ff! D gas f Q I bile I ? 5 ' W' My I l '41l Wru Qiig fiqx :X :02fff'::::'. 1 K3 l W nf Vf 1 HW N QQ? 'R . .,. .j at W T' iz. A l .J Q ' ky .jf k V K. 9. if 1 'N f' ., ' 5 Q. .W 1, hi. vc: M, gl- Q' :Q W. -I' X ' - ' 1? 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The mare whinneyed, the colt's uncertain movements stopped, and he started directly toward his mother, whose voice guided him to safety. I afterward learned that the colt Was blind. A little distance down the road a grove invited me to leave my machine and eat my lunch in the shade of its beautiful trees. While resting and enjoying the beauty of the scene, I was attracted by a bird hopping slowly through the leaves away from a clump of bushes. It was dragging one wing as if it were dislocated or broken and I thought that if I could catch the bird, I might be able to relieve its distress. I found it was moving faster than I thought and I had gone some distance before I overtook it. As I stretched forth my hand to pick it up, it suddenly opened wide both wings and soared far beyvond my reach. I laughed aloud to think how I hadnbeen duped. Now I knew that back in that clump of bushes was a nest with eggs or possibly young birds. In the short space of an hour I had witnessed two examples of mother love. I got into my car and drove off, musing upon the universality of this instinct. My thoughts went back over the years when I had been the recipient of just such love and care from my mother. It was then that I recalled the words of the poet who said, God could not be everywhere, so He made mothers. WIND AT NIGHT I heard the song of the wind last night, As it came from over the sea, And its mellow tones were all as light As a master's melodyu I loved the songs of the wind at night, When the waves were light and gay, But morning came, and with the light, The wind bard went away. -Lucile Springer. THE CONSTRUCTE-J-If OF 5 BUILDING DORIS WINIFRED EGBERT F2 -Q iv, e , Q, ',,, . I xx N. w-n--Q, -Q Y , 'g ' f J ' wk: A -ig i..?Q ivil E lx-1-ax XA l' ,,......o- . W y i -e + :..'-4 - :Dr til? gl I r v sl L 'E x uni It r Wmjlg UST I 181,55 iq q N' we 9 nm 'Vx 'X ? 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Iii' ' 51' . gl Jul- I ' 'mth .VL ' fx That gaunt framework of wood and steel, Will it be a mighty edifice one day? Will the day come when we shall feel Its loveliness and under sway Of its marble beauty gaze in awe At man's handiwork with blade and saw? air. -A X' :vis .J lil! YS N 7 Is that skeleton a promise of fairer things to come, A noble work as yet undone? IIN AS MUCH DVVIGHT BENDER 'T WAS ONE of those calm, oriental days when the sea is like glass that the U. S. S. Hatfield was plow- ing her way toward the port of Beruit, Syria. The proud ship sped along like a thoroughbred with her nose in the air, trying, as it seemed, to complete the journey before nightfall. The setting sun was now directing a golden path of beautiful light through the sea, apparently ending at her starboard side as if a great search light were showing her the way. Land off the port bow, somebody' shouted. On turning I looked in that directiong blinked and looked again. Yes, it was there and a more beautiful picture I have never seen. On a hill, that rose gently from the water, lay the city of Beruit. With the sun's reflection on the golden tile roofs, spotted with green trees between, it did not look like a city built by the hand of man, but like a paradise built by God. While I meditated over the beautiful picture, the sun dropped into the sea and the picture faded. I sadly turned away, not wishing to see the change, trying to hold that picture in my mind. You have no doubt met people who were always smiling and appeared to be happy, but when you became intimately acquainted with them you found that they had great troubles in their hearts, and so it was with this city. I was brought to myself again by the boatswain mate's call, Stand by the lines I The great engines groaned and the ship quivered as the propell- ers were reversed to check the speed. The lines creaked as they tightened around the bits, drawing the ship safely along side the dock. I was off duty that night, so I walked up toward the gangway to join a crowd that was waiting to go ashore. Soon the oflicer of the deck came with the liberty list and checked us out, ordering us to report 'aboard by ten o'cloek that night. When we were on shore I did not go directly up to the city with the other boys. I walked up the dock for a :Qty and then turned in at a narrow cobble-stone street that led up the 1 . As I passed the houses that had appeared to be so beautiful from a distance I saw quite a different sight. There were no curtains in the windows and most of them had little glass. Through the open door I could see the bare stone floor, with perhaps two or three chairs and an old table in the center of the room. Men and women with drawn faces, which showed the many hardships that they had suffered, and with hardly' enough clothes to cover them, were seated on the steps or ground by the door, talking and laughing and apparently enjoying themselves. How little is required to make those happy who have known nothing but hardships. I walked on up the street watching the little, ragged, thin- faced children play. They also seemed to be enjoying themselves. Before long I came out into the business part of the city. There were :IN AS MU'CH many fruit stands, shops, and restaurants along this street, as are found in any city of the Orient. I wandered around for an hour or two buying some souvenirs and a bite to eat, then started back toward the dock. I was walking down a street that was for the most part deserted when I noticed a little boy running toward me and calling to me in a language that I did not understand. I waited until the boy caught up with me and asked him what he wanted. t Bon Americano, he said, Me no mere, no pere, sleep in street, no ea . There are many professional beggars in those old countries, which makes it hard to tell who is deserving and I was wondering what I should do about him. We were walking down the dock now and he was holding my arm and repeating those words. I saw a little shop just across the street, so we went over and found there, as I expected, a native who could speak some English. My intention was to try this boy and see if he really was telling the truth. The man interpreted the boy's story for meg a short story, indeed, but one which said more than we can comprehend. His father and mother and all his relatives were killed by the Turks and he, a boy of eight, was left to shift for himself in a country where even grown people were dying of starvation. - Tell the child he may go back to the ship with me. I will ask the captain if he may be allowed to work on the ship, Where he will have plenty to eat and a good place to sleep. The man repeated what I had said and the poor child was almost hysterical with joy. He clenched my arm as if he were afraid I would get away and, dancing by' my side and mumbling words that I did not understand, I led him toward the dock. As soon as we were aboard I took him straight to the galley. There we found the fat-good-natured cook, straightening away the pots and pans and getting ready to go below. - - Hello, cook, I called, stepping into the galley with my little friend, Whats have you to eat ? What do you care what I have to eat, you old pelican? said the cook. Did they run out of grub ashore or are you too cheap to buy it? At the same time he was setting out some food for me. I want it for this little orphan boy, I told him, and the jovial look on his face changed. Ah, he said, stooping to put his arm around the child, You look -almost starved, but you won't be long, if I can help it. With this the cook got busy, and the food he fixed for that little orphan would have been good enough for the captain. After the waif had finished we went out on deck and sat on a hatch door to watch for the captain's return. He had gone ashore to see the American consul. Soon I saw him coming toward the ship, so I went to the gangway to meet him. Good evening, sir. I said, saluting him as he came aboard. '3Good evening, my boy, returned the captain. What can I do for you . IN AS MUCH I do not wish you to do anything for me, sir, I replied, but I have brought aboard a little orphan boy of this country and I hope that you can do something for him. He wants to stay aboard and work for a place to sleep and something to eat. I am very sorry, said the captain. Nothing would give me more pleasure than to be able to help these poor people but I can not. The admiral has given me orders to allow no one, aboard except American citizens. Where is the boy ? I led the way to where he sat. Upon see- ing the captain the boy jumped to his feet, and, standing as straight as a soldier, sa- luted him. His tiny thin face showed a helpless, pleading look. He was waiting for his sentence. God help me, murmured the captain, for I have never had a harder task. Tears came into his eyes as he took the child in his strong arms and tried to ex- plain that he could not allow him to stay on the ship. I do not know how much the boy understood of what the captain told him, but his little frame began to shake with sobs, and I knew that he understood enough. Officer of the deck, called the captain, Pass the word, all hands on deck. Aye, aye, sir,', replied the of-licer, and hurried away. VVhen the crew had gathered on the top- side, the captain, holding the child in his arms, told them about him. , What will we do, boys ? asked the captain. Will we send this little one ashore to starve ? No, shouted the crew in one voiceg and they began to drop money into a hat that one of them passed around. 1 I do not believe the boy understood what I we were doing for when the money was offered to him he did not take it at first. He stared at it. then at the boys. He reached out his little hand and touched it IN A-S-lyl-UCH as if he were afraid it was not there. Then his little, bony fingers clamped amund it and he 'began to sob again-this time for joy. It was nearing eleven o'clock and we were supposed to leave at that time for Alexandria, Egypt, so the captain carried the little boy toward the gangway and the crew followed. My little friend, you will have to go now, said the captain, and the boy understood. When the captain placed him on deck he stepped back, drew himself together and saluted, then turned and walked off the ship. I will never forget the expression on that boy's face as he turned on the dock to give us a parting look. It was one of mingled joy and sadnessg happy because he had in his possession, no doubt, more money than he had ever dreamed of and sad because he had to leave us. In a few minutes the engines began to groan, the lines were cast loose and the ship was once more headed for sea. As I stood on deck and looked at the city that had appeared, so beautiful to me that evening, I saw onllyz a few scattered lights and the dark outline of houses. Some- where among them was a homeless boy, fighting the world alone. DESERTION Behind the shack, the sunlight seems To bathe the long-forsaken field With limpid calm. The woodland curves, An amphitheatre of living green, High galleri-ed with fir and pine. Above the tangled fern, grown rank With rush, and mottled yellow and white With daisies, mustard and buttercups, A myriad insect world quickens The air with tiny life. Somewhere, Hidden, a meadow-lark sings And ever, against a mass of trees Strange whirring birds dart and streak- Exquisite elements of flight. Out in the field a scare-crow Still stands with flapping arms out-thrust, As if about to scream his taunt, Pathetic now, that once this land Of decaying human enterprise Which he has surveyed so long-was man's. ROCIE J. COX Jr. '-new Q 19 E 'Q v--x 'Q 5 Q 3'-'Q 353 'S FQ 3 W... 'awr- HD A v Y DOROTHY LAMBERT I, HERE WAS a loud peal of the doorbell. The night ' if nurse of the orphan asylum heard footsteps, but upon . f opening the door and glancing hurriedly around, saw . W X no one. Detecting a bundle she gathered it up and fr slowly ascended the stairs to the nursery. There was A 0 Q no mark of identification, no mark at all, except the 1 i A ' Words, Davy, born on February twenty-second, f S.. Q scrawled upon a piece of brown paper and pinned to Q X ,SQ the ragged blanket. ' gf ' me As I live, it's another boy, muttered the nurse. Bundling it well in a large shawl she began rocking it. By the time Davy was nine years old, he had Won the lasting friend- ship of his nurses, because he so seldom cried and behaved so well. Even the old nurse declared that he was as good as a girl. He was frequently sick, never seriously, but nevertheless his convalescence was always slow. It was not known how he got his full name, but in the office the register held the name Clark, David. Davy's chief interest was in Jerry Aiken, who was a boarder at the orphan asylum. He lived in pleasant anticipation of the day when Jerry's mother would make her semi-monthly visit and bring apples and cookies. A close friendship had existed between Davy and Jerry since the day Mrs. Aiken had learned Davy's history and had explained to Jerry that Davy had neither father nor mother. Jerry's sympathy was aroused and from then on he insisted upon an equal division of his possessions. Davy gratefully accepted both attentions and gifts from Mrs. Aiken. In time, it was a familiar sight to see her sitting with the boys, one on each side, telling them stories. Jerry was somewhat older than Davy and so it was that he listened to all of Jerry's propositions and agreed to everything, even to the proposed partnership in a candy store which Jerry would establish when he grew to be a man. Davy seldom, if ever, entered into the games of the other children. During play hours he would stand leaning against the side of the building or sit at the foot of a tree under its shade and watch the other boys play. He would never say a word unless spoken to, then usually his answers were in monosyllables. He observed the rules, obeyed all requests without a murmurg accepted everything as a matter of course. He made little progress in school and seemed wholly devoid of that element spoken of as pride, which is often a great stimulus to harder study, and which is possessed by most boys, even those whose only home is an orphan asylum. He apparently had little or no ambition, but inwardly he longed to get away from the dull routine of orphan asylum life and to have Jerry to himself. Under no circumstances was he ridiculed by his playmates, nor was he always alone on his seat beneath the tree. When a boy had been par- ticularly unruly or boisterous and had gotten into the Pm not going to play humor, he would seek Davy and feel that he was atoning for his ...ii.l.l+ WY VI D A V Y wrongs by endeavoring to do some little trick for Davy's sole pleasure. If he succeeded in causing a smile to brighten Davy's face and hear the answer That's good to his question How's that Davy ? he would feel himself a saint. Old Jenkins, the janitor, it seems was the first to impress Davy with the importance of his birthday by telling him that it was the same day as that of the first president of the United States. Davy expressed more sur- prise than usual and listened attentively to a long discourse upon the Father of Our Country by Jenkins in an extremely flowery attempt to elucidate all facts in connection with the tale of the hatchet and other stories. For weeks Davy would ask questions concerning Washington. ' Finally preparations for Washington's birthday celebration began and Davy's increased interest in the preparations was noticeable to everyone. Thechildren were assembled in the chapel and to encourage interest in the affair the matron was asking questions regarding Washington. Notic- ing Davy's interest she thought to question him. Davy, you may tell me when George Washington was born. She was surprised to hear him quickly answer, He and I were born on the same dayf' It was one day in April. Mrs. Aiken had just come in. Her greeting was as cordial as ever, but something in her face startled both the boysg even Davy noted the unusual appearance. Before leaving, Mrs. Aiken told them that the following week Davy was to leave the city and go to live with an old gentleman in the country. Davy was delighted at the news. At last he was to get away from the monotony of the institution. He hated to leave Jerry, but the prospect of a real home overcame his sorrow at their separation. The week soon passed and one morning very early, Davy was made ready to go to his new home. Mter a long ten mile ride in a rickety old buggy, they finally arrived at the quaint, old farm house, where he was given a warm welcome by a sweet, little lady who was the gentle- man's wife. There was much to see and much that interested him until supper time after which he missed the boys, the chapel services, and the march to the dormitory. Within a week the novelty had worn off. Although surrounded by every comfort, he longed to go back to see Jerry and the boys. He was permitted to accompany the old gentleman on his weekly trips to the city, but he never caught a glimpse of any of his former playmates. He began to look thin and wang his pale blue eyes were often filled with tears. He would sit for hours upon the veranda and gaze far off toward the only place he had ever known as home-Jerry and his mother. the apples and cookies, the boys, chapel services, all passed in a shadowy panoramic view as he sat there, until he was aroused by the call to supper. He would say he didn't want any supper, was just tired, and creep off to bed and sob himself to sleep. Day after day, night after night, this would happen, until one night QD -A-IV YH , if A - 25 Im ..., ,, . il '? ff-' lua,Hl 2359342131 li -L-L, ll . v' fiiln.-. i . i - if ,Wil-all ,alll law f i..llf.qiN g,W ,Ll l2l,gf' 1M3MI JL, -J.. l li . - lhml? he seemed to brighten up and after eating an unusually hearty meal, bade his friends good night and went to bed. His desire to be with Jerry had surpassed his desire to stay away from the asylum. He had determined to return to the institution and stay with Jerry. Long after everyone else was asleep, Davy quickly and quietly slipped into his clothes and was soon on the road which led to the city. He ran until almost breathless and was compelled to stop from sheer exhaustion. He curled up beneath a tree and soon dropped asleep. He was awakened by rain falling upon his face. Realizing where he was, he arose and started bravely forward, determined not to stop until his goal was gained. On and on he plodded. Catching sight of the lights of the city he was stimulated to further effort, and despite the rain and mud, reached the city while it was yet dark. The fact that he was alone on the street at such an hour had no terror for him. He was going to be with Jerry again! After a brief rest he started on and soon came to the car track. Re- membering that the car passed the asylum he decided to follow it. His head throbbed, his limbs ached and his feet were sore and swollen, but he trudged on. When he caught sight of the asylum he fairly ran forward in his delight. Passing up the broad, brick walk he reached the door and without a moment's hesitation rang the bell and waited. He heard some- one coming, he heard the key turn in the lock, the door opened and he heard and saw no more. He had dropped in a forlorn, little heap at the feet of the astonished nurse. When next he opened his eyes, he was in the hospital with Jerry by his bedside. The nurse was bathing his aching head and the doctor was holding his wrist and looking at his pulse. Davy was very ill. For several days he hovered between life and death. The doctors gravely shook their heads: there was little or no hope HD A v Y of recovery. Then one day his condition changed. His fever gradually left him and he dropped off into a quiet, peaceful sleep. In a few days Mrs. Aiken was permitted to visit Davy. After the first joyous greetings were over, Jerry came to the side of the bed and whispered something to Davy. Davy suddenly sat up. Color crept into his pale cheeks and his eyes sparkled as he said, You're really going to live with your mother, Jerry, and want me too ? I'11 say, Davy, replied Jerry, and say, maybe I'll let you be presi- dent of our candy store. With the sunbeams dancing over his bed, the balmy, summer breeze fanning his brown hair and only the twittering of the sparrows disturb- ing the stillness, Jerry and his mother left Davy dreaming of the happy days to come when both of his desires, to have a real home and to be with Jerry, would be fulfilled. THE EEAST CF THE LANTERNS MARY ANN OGDEN LD LAMPS for new, tarnished ones for true, Aladdin is selling old lamps for new. The , strains of this tuneful melody echoed over the College Camp just as the setting sun cast its ,Q crimson glow on the sparkling lake. The Feast of the Lanterns had begun. College Camp was ideally located in Wis- consin, overlooking lake Geneva. There were AuN,4,? about a thousand girls in the camp and among , ,N them representatives of every State of the xiii E' United States. No girl could wish for better af surroundings in which to spend her summer ' vacation. The hills were dense with beautiful oak and elm trees, and green shrubberyf. The 8315 nm-2 clear, blue water of the lake provided every kind of water sport. Throughout the hours of the summer afternoons, the white canvas sails of the many' boats cast their shadows on the azure background, as they quietly glided over the lake, keeping pace with the floating clouds. The swimming hours were most delightful, and the girls, in their bright colored bathing suits, exhilirated by the fresh, cool water of the lake, were jubilant. Some of the girls who had the true altruistic spirit and who were so thankful for their own advantages and opportunities were inspired by the beauty of their surroundings to help some girl less fortunate than them- THE FE-AST GP THE LANTERNS selves. After a great deal of discussion, they decided to begin a scholar- ship fund and to raise money for it during the summer months. The Feast of the Lanterns had been plamied as one means of making money. It was near the end of the summer and two hundred dollars more was needed to reach the five hundred dollar goal. The girls had figured that if every girl in camp would buy a lantern for a quarter, theyi could pay their expenses and clear the needed two hundred dollars. Several girls of the camp were arrayed in the gay colored garb of Aladdin and carried festive lanterns over their arms. They strolled by the many tents of the camp serenading and incidently selling their wares as Aladdin had done in the myth of old. When all of the girls had bought lanterns, they formed a picturesque processional, clad in their bright costumes and carrying the colorful lamps. Taking up the trail to sunset hill, a beautiful spot overlooking the lake, the crowd of girls climbed happily and untiringly, swinging the bright lanterns to and fro, and gayly singing snatches of the new song, New Lamps for old, silver ones for gold, Geneva you've brought us new lamps for old. Some of the girls played musical instruments--the guitar, mandolin, banjo and ukelele added to the enjoyment. The path up the hill had once been a famous Indian trail and this modern processional was an interest- ing contrast to the one made by that barbaric tribe centuries ago as its members tramped along chanting their weird songs. Finally the top of the hill was reached, and after all of the girls had assembled, a pageant was given in the stillness and solemnity of the twilight. The top of the hill was like an amphitheatre and the pageant THE F-lf:-AST OF THE LANTE-R-lj-S was given effectively' in the pit. It was a beautiful spot, overlooking the lake on one side and the camp on another, and towering above it in still another direction, were the lofty turrets of the great Yerkes Observatory, situated there because of the clearness of the atmosphere and the beauty and splendor of the firmament. After the pageant, the girls intuitively fell into a recessional, gradu- ally lighting their lanterns. It was a beautiful sight to see the long recessional wending its way down the winding path with the lantern torches, lighting the trail, flickering like- fireflies through the trees. The night was too beautiful to be passed in mere sleep and many groups of girls took their lanterns to the pier and ushered in the morrow with song, for all camp rules were laid aside on this gala occasion. Soon the girls reported that over two hundred dollars had been made. By this unselfish service some deserving girl, as Aladdin of old, had come into the possession of a magic ring and lamp, the scholarship. Finally the last girl had left the pier and had gone happy but tired to her tent. Soon the stillness was broken by boys' voices, accompanied by a guitar. The serenaders had sailed from the boys' camp nearby and once again the sweet refrain sounded over the lake. In the land of dreaming, bright with colors gay, Strolled a care-free singer at the dawn of day, He was called Aladdin and he sang his wares In the land of dreaming, never touched by cares. Old lamps for new, tarnished ones for true, Aladdin is selling old lamps for new. C THE STAR I watched a star in the sky last night, A tiny twinkling point of light. On wings of flame, my thoughts soared high To reach this gem of the midnight sky, And hovering round its wonder-fire Withdrew themselves from earthly mire To brood on finer higher things Felt only, when, on flame-like wings Thoughts travel from the earth afar To the wonder fire of a midnight star. DORIS EGBERT F R E C K L E S nlIihlhiinllhdlhzhdrlllg Hilti: llhhiz ! ll-: HAZEL MCBROOM lRECKLES! The wor1d's pet abomination! From time immemorial, freckles have been a never- failing subject for hope, despair and ridicule. How unfortunate the child who is doomed to wear that terrible ensign of ridicule throughout his life, for he will never lose it. Destiny, itself, is no more inevitable than freckles. They can not be avoided, no preparation known to man can erase them: they will remain throughout the ages, as the curse of beauty. Freckles are as old as man, having iirst been detected by Etan, a native of the primeval forests. One day, while hunting for a small, luscious red berry, he decided that perhaps they might grow more luxu- riantly in sunnyi spots. So Etan moved on and on through the great, green forest, until toward sunset of the third day, a wondrous scene spread before his eyes. There in a large, open amphitheatre, a veritable store- house of the delicious berry lay. Glorious, golden sunshine flooded the entire place, turning the berries a magnificent scarlet hue. He was so enchanted that he remained in this fairyland for weeks and weeks, revel- ing in the gorgeous sunshine, the long, green grass, and the sweetly pungent berry. At length, Etan decided to return to his tribe, and invite them to share this heavenly spot. He travelled for two days, and on the morning of the third he reached his tribe. He proudly and eagerly awaited their welcome and curiosity, but to his surprise and dismay, he saw a look of horror and astonishment pass over the faces of his fellow-tribes-men, they backed off a few paces. Etan stepped forward with a lowering look of anger on his face. What is the matter? he growled. At that, a score of fingers pointed at his body. Slowly, slowly, Etan permitted his eyes to roam over his splendidly built body. An ejaculation of terror broke from his lips, as he did so- for there, in countless numbers, were ugly, brown spots, of all sizes, some large, some tiny, and some middle-sized. At the abject expression on his face, his fellow-men roared in ridicule, and Etan, from that day! on, became an outcast. Ah, little did the greedy Etan realize the misery to which he had exposed the numberless coming generations, merely through his own gluttony. Even his own isolation, suffering, and vain attempts to rid himself of the brand, will never be punishment enough. Freckles are a nightmare! In every waking or sleeping hour, they alone are uppermost in our mind. It is really heartbreaking to Wake up some fine morning with a wonderful plan of redemption, to be buoyed up by this bright, ephemeral hope: to ascend into the clouds: to go about one's duties with a pleasant contentment, and then to return in the evening to carry the plan into effect-alas, to find there is no effect other than an unpleasant irritation-to go to one's repose, saddened, disheart- P R-E c K-L-E--Q ened, despairing, disbelieving-not only in the merits of the plan, but in very God and man. One vain attempt follows close on the heels of another, until our life is just one long succession of attempts and failures. Many humane people, who feel their heart go out in sympathy to people relegated to the ranks of the hopelessly freckled, have labored, and have concentrated every fac- ulty on the solution of the problem. As a result, they, after much re- search work, produce a liquid, destined to remove freckles. Hundreds of dollars are then spent in advertising, so that this marvelous secret may be revealed to all mankind. Thousands of people rush to the Hfreckle-market, in the hope of securing a bottle of the miraculous liquid. For a few weeks, the bottles can not be furnished fast enough, and the person who discovered the mixture feels himself a lbenefactor of the human race. Suddenly, there comes an abrupt lull in the sales, and, within a short time, the market is flooded-the trusting people have again been duped. Still, men tryl to concoct some cream or lotionror powder or treatment -it matters little, what it is-which will rid the world of freckles. And, people, again restored to faith, will buy again and again, in the desire for perfect clarity of complexion. Alas, we are all more or less fools, to even imagine that the human mind could fathom a problem so deep. After many unsuccessful attempts of others, we should realize that mortals are not endowed with magic qualities. But still, we will permit ourselves to rise to the crest of hope, only to be swamped by the undertow of despair. I sometimes wonder if mortals will ever wake to the fact, that only the gods can accomplish the impossible, and is not the riddance of freckles, impossible? Oh, the ecstatic joy and delight, which would result, if the imperial gods would condescend to point out to man, a mixture of sweet herbs and nectar, whose application would give the skin a lovely, velvet- like texture, and which would above all, leave it freckleless ! Returning home one afternoon, I overheard a conversation-that is, part of it, for I did not linger-one young man said, How did you like that new girl, Bob? Rotten! She's freckled, replied Bobs. Yes, and she wouldn't be a bad-looking girl either, said the first young man. You're right, Bill, the girl has wonderful eyes, but- I waited to hear no more, and exited promptly and completely. I went to my repose with a heavy heartf but merciful sleep blotted out my woes, and slowly across my dreams spread a deepening glow of rose. I seemed to see a wonderful, golden figure glide through the rosy mist, and beckon me to follow. Through rose-hung walls, over broad, golden ter- races, down bejewelled walks, and across a gossamer bridge, into a great, cool wood with a lovely, laughing lake in its center, I followed, unques- tioninglyf. The golden figure led me to the very edge of the crystal water. F R E C K L E S W H l , .7261- and dipping her soft hands into it, spread the moisture over my face. She then bade me look at my reflection in the silvery lake-and, behold, there were no freckles! For days afterwards, my life was brightened by the remembrance of that dream. We can not, however, exist on dreams, neither can we be happy with visions alone, and the radiance of what might have been, gradually faded, and I was denied even that consolation. At home, where we are well known, there is no object in trying to cover up the disfiguring spots, but when preparing for a journey among strangers, we labor diligentlyi to obscure them behind a thick screen of cosmetics. But the mirror tells no untruths. There, dimly seen, but un- deniably visible are the freckles. On our faces, white and staring, except for brilliant spots of rouge, can still be detected the hated spots. A wave of sickening despair envelopes us, and with slow, infinitely weary and painstaking care, we wash it all away. On one such occasion, my mother, perceiving my complete desolation, laid a comforting hand on my head and said, Don't worry about your freckles--donft make ylour life miserable on account of them, because, after all, you know, they are only 'sun-kisses'. Sun-kisses -I had never thought of it before, but I think I shall follow her advice. If we could all view the abominable disfiguration in this light, there might be something of beauty about them. You see, I am again riding on the crest of hope, I wonder how soon I shall be swamped by the undertow. 1 MOON-FLOWE5 Oh wondrous flower of purity, With thy cup so fair and white, A sweet companion of the stars, A guardian of the night. Thy tender leaves do clamber O'er the pillar and the wallg And clad them in rich verdure Till the coming of the fall. Thou art just above the reach Of a mortal's eager hand: Thou doth tilt thy fragile blossom Up toward the heavens grand. Alluring is the name for thee, Tantalizing to us all, As on thy frail stem swaying, Thou doth smile down from the wall. The mystery and the beauty, That night doth ever hold, Are distilled in sweet aroma Within thy heart of gold. Ethereal and enticing, thou With thy tender fragile grace, Nestling in thy fragrant bower A gem in a web of lace. MARY MARGARET' TUTEWILER ROY ROGERS Velly hot day, said my companion. Velly, velly hot day he em- phasized. It was a very hot day, and I had been spending the major por- tion of it in combing this God forsaken sea-port of Saigon for an opium pipe. Not that I wanted to smoke one-far from that. I had observed enough of the stuff to know that once opium had one in its grip, it was fatal. My guest had led me over the town, through all the large and the small shops that gave the least air of encouragement. Finally, in sheer despera- tion, I stopped in front of an old Chinese tailor who was sitting perched comfortably on his bench. I inquired of him if he knew the whereabouts of an accessible opium pipe. He thought a while and then said he did. Whereupon he jumped nimbly off his perch and bade me follow him. He led the way through a labyrinth of tiny, ribbon-like streets and stopped at last in front of a gate that was unmistakably Chinese in archi- tecture. He pulled the bell rope and in a short time a little sliding door in the gate opened, and an old idol-faced gateman thrust his head through the opening. He inquired in Chinese the purpose of the visit. This boy would like a pipe, said my guide. Evidently this satisfied the gateman, for in a moment the big gate swung back, and we were bowed into the presence of a man who was evidently the proprietor of the place. Here again I was asked to state my business. Oh, you wantee smoke hap, he said. So that was what my guide had thought I meant by a pipe! I hastened to correct the manager's erroneous impression and told him that what I wanted to do was not to smoke a pipe, but to buy one. He grunted an understanding and parted to find the pipe. While I was waiting, I examined more closely my surroundings. It was a small room with low, thick-plastered Walls. and a thick-plastered ceiling. High upon one side were two windows that were covered with carved, open-work wood. Heavy paper was pasted over this structure to prevent any stray breeze from coming in, for the Chinese have an aversion to fresh air. The room was lighted by three dim Chinese lanterns, that were sus- A PIPE AND AN ADVENTURE pended from the ceiling by rusty brass chains and illuminated by Chinese dragon candles. On one side was a cupboard, over which hung a bright red curtain, the only spot of color in the room. Also at one end was a Chinese jewel three, very highly prized and very expensive. All these articles were distributed without much regard for order. At either end of the room was a door, similar in construction to the windows. We had entered by one of these doors and the other one, from which a part of the paper had been torn, revealed another poorly-lighted room. I went over and looked through the rents. There I beheld evidence of the institution which was the curse to Chinese civilization, the parasite which was slowly undermining the people-an opium den. The room was not unlike the first one, except that along the sides were two long, high, mat-covered benches. Lying stretched prone on each of these were per- haps a dozen men. Some were asleep or dozing, and others were still smoking, attended by pretty, Chinese slave-girls. Each man's head was resting on a porcelain pillow, which had about the same shape and softness as a Milwaukee brick. Beside each man were his implements, consisting of a pipe, a lamp, the picks, the pins, the spades, and the opium. I opened the door and walked in, so that I could get a better look at their faces. There were men of all ages. Each face bore the stamp of listlessness, of physical and moral ruin that characterizes the habitual addiction. I wondered at the corruptness and inefficiency of a government that permitted, fairly under its nose, a practice of such rank unlawfulness, for I knew that opium is taboo in French colonies. I returnedloilae etheiaroom, and presentlythe man came back with a pipe which he consented to sell. I was glad enough to buy it at his own price, so that I could once more get back into the fresh night and away from the sickening, sweet smell of burnt opium. i PUSSY WILLOW Beautiful willow, don't I know Why you chose this place to grow? Here you can lean o'er the waters cool, And see yourself in the glassy pool! Doesn't your beauty make you vain, Mirrored in its depths so plain ? Look at the sky, it whispers low, Never a pussy looks below! I A MIRIAM I-IUTCHINSON COUNTRY DARK nnlnunnlltlihhlhlinnlnlllnl-li!l-uhhh!!!Il-lihlllllhilnllihl MALCOLM SNODDY OUNTRY DARK is the darkest dark there is. Did you ever drive into the country on a moonless night and turn out the lights of your car? Absolute darkness. When I was seven years of age, I had my fist real ex- perience with Country Dark. I was lost. When I first realized that I was lost, I was wander- . ing down a road whicn I had never seen before. Dark- ness Was approaching swiftly. I was anxious to get back to the country home where I was staying for my , walk had made my appetite quite sharp. I walked farther, hoping to find a farmhouse before dark. I was never too brave at home in the dark, much less in a district which I had never seen before. Long before a house was in sight, the twilight deepened, it seemed almost at once, an inky curtain dropped around me. I stumbled along-the darkness was not broken by a light anywhere. The wind moaned and the trees that I could not see swished as if wailing for death. No moon or stars were to be seen. The hoot of a screech owl came to my ears. It seemed to Vbe asking, How did you come to be in such a plight ? I was tired, sleepy, and frightened. I walked to what I thought was the edge of the road and sat down to wait for a passing motor. None came, or at least I didn't see one, for I fell asleep. I was very startled when I awoke and I could not realize I was not safe at home in my bedroom. As soon as I could collect myself, I was deeply grateful for the crescent moon and the few stars that had appeared. My cheer soon changed to horror when I glanced behind me and looked upon a headstone. The only fear greater than my fear of the dark was my fear of the dead. All the sounds of the night seemed doubly loud, owls hooted, there was a mysterious rustling in the grass. A dog somewhere in the distance howled mournfully. A rabbit jumped out at my feet. I thought my heart had stopped beating. A cold sweat stood out on my forehead. I began to wonder if my friends would find my body the next day. I will never know whether I fainted or fell asleep for the next thing I knew my pal was arousing me. The whole country-side had been searching for me. P - -Y Y Y A,-,- V ,EEILY :fl CALEB MILLS HALL NORMAN B. L. FERGUSON Caleb Mills Hall! What memories our auditorium will always hold for us! As Freshmen we came to this haven of safety after we had wandered aimlessly about the halls: and as Seniors we came to this place to meet our friends and to hear the latest gossip. To this refuge, secure from the intrusions of our teachers, we went to compare notes before classg here We hastily prepared our lessons to avert the fatal D, and improved our lessons already prepared, in order to earn a coveted A plus. Caleb Mills Hall is indeed a spot dear to the hearts of all Shortridgers. It is alike a club room, study hall and place of amusement. Of all the various rooms or halls of the school, we will most sorrowfully see the auditorium wrecked, when our old school is destroyed. Caleb Mills Hall was always the most convenient place for the innocent freshies to play their pranks. Often they rubbed back and forth on the varnished seats to induce an electrical charge in their bodies, and then walked on their rubber heels to the back of some junior or senior and lightly touched the upper classman's ear. How they laughed when their victim jumped up, startled by the sharp sting! Was there ever a freshie who did not try to count the lights in the ceiling or the windows in the dome of the auditorium, only to be balked in his task by the class bell? The sophomore and junior Sheiks and Shebas also came to this place to arrange their dates. With what coquetry the girls attracted their masculine admirers! And with what boasting the Sheik heroes impressed their feminine listeners! The latest steps of the Charleston were discussed and the movie fans commented on the latest plays which featured their favorites. P When We arrived at school too early for our second or third hour class, we always sought the auditorium. Every morning we entered and took a seat beside some friend, only to hear the teacher say, Please do not sit togetherg at least one seat between every two persons. We obligingly moved and tried to continue our conversation, only to hear the persistent pedagogues say in a still sterner voice, Here, did I give you permission to talk? You get busy: I know that there is something on which you can be working. Onceeach week we held our auditorium exercises. Here we listened with eager attention to our awe-inspiring Cicero's and Patrick Henry's, as they spoke on the Constitution. The spirits of the most despondent were raised by our rousing Pep Meetings, as we cheered the Battling Burtonians or our football team. Here our future Bernhardt's and Bar- rymore's displayed their growing talents. In no less measure our Galli- Curci's and Paderewski's thrilled us. Once each year we came here to attend the great Tri-State Debate, and to applaud our impassioned orators to greater heights of fame. At the beginning of each semester, Mr. Buck received the incoming freshmen and introduced them to the school. At CALEB MI-I:-LS HAI:L this meeting the freshies were enlightened about the secrets of Room 1, Room 13, th roof garden and the elevator. V To the auditorium we always went after lunch. The mischievous ones, finding strength in numbers, threw paper wads, while the girls shrieked as the missiles hit their marks. Here the studious ones could be found, intent upon their lessons. The little social groups could be found in vari- ous places in the hall. Our star athletes also came here, followed by their iiocks of admirers. Is it any wonder that we are deeply attached to our auditorium? True, there are many memorable spots in various places over the school. There is the never-to-be-forgotten gym in which the Battling Burtonians won so many historic battlesg there are the clock and trophy case on the landing of the old buildingg there is the bridgeg and there is the study hall. The school itself is old, and tradition clings to the very walls of both buildings, but there is no place dearer to the hearts of Shortridgers than Caleb Mills Hall. The auditorium has always been a place of joy and happiness to the Shortridge Class of '26, and the best wish that can be made for the new Shortridge is that its auditorium will bring such great joy and happiness to Shortridgers in the future as our auditorium has brought to us. ALL V E V - . , , lf 'lr' - Y , Y . T W ll .l t K o roro v 4 iv-ggi:-ECILY NATURA-I: MARJORIE M. BROWN U Q HE SAT THERE, very snugly close to him. Calling it proximity simply intimates slightly how close she U l r, was to him. She seemed very restless, and twitched --ig, i Q, and moved a little closer, if such were possible. She qi could not remain still. It was disconcerting at times. . ,! Finally, he yielded. His will-power was gone! He 51 rose and gave the stout, perspiring lady a whole seat w ntl in the street car. :is .. J-5.42 As I sat there in the car, my eyes turned upon a flapper. As I looked into her face, I almost shrieked and fell back, I felt as if it were my duty to call for the fire department, for her face seemed to be ablaze. That beautiful schoolgirl complexion was certainly in full bloom. Heir red lips were sticky with a sweet scented lipstick, while her dainty lobes boasted a touch of oriental rouge and Mys- ticant perfume. As for her eyes, I had my doubts! Had she two shining star-like eyes? I could not tell, for her tightfitting hat had completely covered one. Her hose were brilliant with stripes, giving a zebra-like appearance below the hem of her brief skirt. There she sat-a modern flapper, full of life and pep. In her glove-covered hands she held the Times reading Joanna, the scandal love story of a modern girl. Then, sitting near her was the yioung college sheik whose thirst was for bright ties and co-eds. His rakish hat on his nose, necktie blinding, pipe in his mouth, his two-button coat, his vest full of frat pins, broad- cuffs on his pants, socks hanging down, mouth full of tongue, and a yel- low slicker portrayed the jazz-crazy collegiate boy. Mamma Please, Mudderf' I heard these pleading tones, and as I turned my head I was attracted to a curly headed little boy eagerly plead- ing with his mother. Mamma, anudder 'un. Then I noticed Mother reached down into a sack and brought forth an enormous sugar-coated ' 0 u 2 i it i ll li ii ' . I 1 FN f '- 5 - oxfffgls I if fag ,ii i QQ? ' 2212 - I i ' 1 I E!!! Qi- 311: 4 1- . ,I I ll - Q . K . I l I ,. fb r Ark new ' 1 Y - rg V 1- fee? ' V . r f'f.f2:ss.v MF ae- . .. 1- - - If ffffrei-Q' '- I - 1 fb Ffa A -q ' Sl, -iff'-v I 1 ---I1 ' 5 I N' 4: ' ' If New N-M I, Qi : 1 I I 5 .. 6 A A Y iliac if , - , 4- V . I CITLY NAI:-QR-A-1: doughnut. The child's face beamed as his chubby hands clutched the greasy delectable doughnut. Isn't love grand! How could I help but feel this as I gazed into the love-sick eyles of the newly-weds who were seated across the aisle from me? Then there were several strap-hangers. I could not help bfut listen to one woman exclaim to another, I believe the company is putting rubber in the straps now. They seem so very elastic. Pardon me, lady, I heard a certain young gentleman groan, but I'm afraid you are holding on to my ear! Pardon me, my social error, came the sarcastic reply from the lady. But one can not escape the pitiful sights when riding the street cars. At the extreme end of the car, a poor, ragged and hungry-looking little waif slouched timidly back in his seat. His dirty and torn overalls, his worn shoes and his yellow tousled hair made him an object of sympathy. It was certainly a heart-breaking picture. His thin shoulders bent be- neath the Weight of a huge bag, that contained many, many newspapers. Just a little newspaper waif, I heard some one whisper to his neighbor. Across from him, a litle old lady sat with a heavily laden market- basket at her side. Her badlyr worn coat, her unbecoming hat, and her holey gloves also made her an object of pity. Just five dollars, think of it! I heard some one near the front of the car exclaim. That is so cheap! You couldn't buy it for any less. Another one of those Fuller-Brush salesmen, I muttered disgustedly to myself. And his same old line! V Suddenly the car gave a jerky stop. Another one of those blamed old 'Stop-and-Go' signs, remarked the collegiate boy. From Emerson Avenue on, the car made numerous stops, and when the end of the line was reached, I was the only occupant. Why pay three dollars to see a show when you can see one for seven cents, I thought. All you have to do is to ride the street cars. r Q-si-151-G GESTURES NELLIE MUNSON 74 9 xl vl :IN IIN What on earth are you doing? I thought you always took your reducing exercises in the morning Then Beatrice Long unable to restrain herself further in her small hiding place behind the dooi came forth, wearing a grin that would surely have done Justice to any aspiring kitten. Indeed, I replied haughtily. You must be near- sighted. Can you not see that I am practicing gestures? Ah, me! The agonies that poor old Demosthenes and Cicero must have undergone to gain their reputations! Pu. diy IIIEIARD a muffled giggle, and then a guilty voice inquired, . .P .15 ' ' ' ' V x I . . 'Nl . . . i . 1, It Q x I' . . . . I But that is neither here nor there. Sit down right here in the midst of the audience, indicating the middle chair, of three set in a row to represent the bored spectators, and hear my latest speech on 'School Spirit'. Bea sat down, and assumed the air' of a martyr. I began on my ora- tion, which my audience of three chairs had already pronounced a knock- out, to use a slang phrase. Fellow-classmates, and members of the faculty: We are met today to inspire every student of Shortridge High School with that certain indefinable something known as school spirit. Have you, pointing to an imaginary freshman, ever known what loyalty to your school is? The foundation of this school is not made of stone and brick. It is made of loyalty -here I brought my right fist down into the palm of my left hand with a great thud-- and it will never collapse. Then, fellow-students, let us not allow the name of our school to be dragged in the mud --starting both arms in a circle upward-- but ever raise its banners to the celestial atmospheres. Here I was forced to cease, as I now heard sounds which strangely resembled the call of some barn-yard fowl, and coming to my senses with a shock, I found Miss Long making use of her vocal apparatus by sending forth peal after peal of laughter. Oh, she gasped between violent at- tacks oi' mirth. You look s-so f-f-funny. Just like one of the Dutch wind-mills I have read about. My pal now made some pretense of going home, and I resumed my daily gestures, as I dubbed them. Now she is gone, I can again follow my pursuit of happiness. It has truly been said that a genius is never appreciated until after he is dead. But such is life! Ah, I have it. I'll start the victrola, and practice befofre the mirror. Let's see, shall it be 'Collegiate' or 'Show Me the Way to Go Home'? Perhaps the latter is more typical of the sentiments of the audi- ence. Now, Nellie, do your best. Right hand higher! Oh, not up to your head! Both hands now! Ah, fine! Thus my meditations ran. But O tempora ! O mores ! How truly said, worthy Cicero! My coach had told me not to practice before a mirror. My sole consolation was that USING GESTURES I would probably have the music of Show Me the Way to Go Home, rendered by the sentimental audience. My reveries were suddenly startled by the opening of the front door, and I knew that Mother was returning from downtown. I hurriedly fled to my desk, procured Argumentation and Debating, and was profoundly interested in Chapter' IX, entitled, When, Why, and Where to Use Efferf tive Gesturesf' when my mother thrust her head in the doorway. Nellie, do I have to hear you give that speech tonight ? she inquired. No, Mother, thank you, I answered. WINTER Give me a dying sunset of the fall With frigid flares of cosmos-colored light, The white sickle of the moon in frozen, earthward iiight, Ethereal, naked trees where no birds call, These are my heart's desires. Leave me to hoard my infinite, gaunt river, Its silent breadth its willow bush-banked coil, Its bed of pounded brass and azure oil, Its stillness where far honks of wild geese quiver, All these my wish requires. Then I'll not miss the ardent, passionate spring, Spring that knows naught of dream or determined will Or vanquished grief or peace when ice-winds chill, But sings and fiaunts with sunlit-gossamered wing. For of this my spirit tires. . Winter as winter comes in my dim-lustered land, Of winter be my dreaming, under the fennel-crusted sand. ROCIE J. COX. JR. GUARDIAN OF THE HALLS I 1QZZ111ZC111Z11Z MAJA BROWNLEE ,,-. H-H-H, here he comes! Be careful, he's just around I., the corner. Don't let him see you or it's the Audi- fl I I i torium for you l Such are the warnings and cries, 5 I' that are heard in the halls, when the rightly named , Guardian of the Halls, one of our teachers, is out trailing Wandering students. An outsider might think the Auditorium a torture as I room, by the way students try to avoid it, but on the . llil c contrary it is a nice quiet place, where one may finish up the night's sleep. But even the youngest freshmen seem bent on staying out of that place of forced silenceg while the senior is just hopeless--why, he considers himself utterly gone, if he can't elude the Guardian of the Halls. 'Po watch them slip silently by toward unknown regions, listening intently for sounds of foot- steps, is a sight to behold. They stop, stoop, put their ears to the floor and tap walls-all to escape the Guardian of the Halls. Not that he is such an ogre, but merely because everybody else does it. The Guardian of the Halls never seems to understand one's point of view nor consider one's feelings, even in such a perfectly reasonable instance as this. You merely walk past a class-room five or six times, where your best friend is having French. All you want to do is to harm- lessly wave to her and let her know that you haven't forgotten her. Sud- denlyecyou hear the Guardian of the Halls, who is out trailing lost and stray ones, say: A gWhat's all this monkey business about? Better move on to the u itoriumf' Of course there isn't any use in trying to explain to him that you're not a monkey--and that you were only waving to your closest friend: so off you go, finding it not such a bad place after allg for over in one corner is your latest thrill, where you can sit and view his manly handsomeness with ease. To consider anothen group that the Guardian of the Halls rounds up in great glee--and that's a bunch of giggling girls who simply don't know how to walk through the halls according to rules and regulations. They are usually simply terrific, but not alarmingly so. Click, click go trheiiilheelsig waig, Wag, go their tongues: and gungle, go their giggles. eac ers c ose oors in class-defense. Students hurry by, as if intent on some errand, but the Guardian of the-Halls knows better. He can see that they are just trying to put another one over on him, but he doesn't mind particularly--high school boys and girls are at such a silly age. Now to the Guarded Ones the Guardian is often a nuisance, but he's a good scout never-the-less. Frequently he has a goodly supply of sympathy, for often after he sentences students to the Auditorium, he very sweetly presents them with cough drops, some say to alleviate suf- feringg while wicked ones say to keep the tongue still. I 'ir AFLIRTATION CARROLL MESSING 7 E STOOD outside the bakery, gazing wistfully at the people treading their way in and out of the shop. He had been standing this way for some time when his eyes fell upon a girl jauntily coming out. Q It seemed rather queer that he had not noticed her enter, for he had been watching every one closely. With his first glance at her he concluded that she was different from the rest of the throng. Her brisk man- ner, together with her large, loose coat and soft, crush L S hat, induced him to believe that she was one of those - N- rare types-an all-around good sport. As she walked past him, she left in her path a most enchanting smile. He stood staring after her. She must have felt it, for she turned and smiled, this time rather amusedly. That smile did it. He made up his mind then and there and started to follow her. j She suddenly turned into an alley. He did likewise, and, as the allefy was not at all well-lighted, he realized that now she might appreciate his protection. She was walking more rapidly, and he practically had to run to keep up with her. While he was trying to make up his mind whether to go up to her or not, she turned into the yard of a little house on the corner, ran up the steps, bolted through the door and slammed it, just as he entered the yard. That certainly was discouraging, but he did not give up so easily. Cautiously he advanced up the walk to the steps. As he started up the steps, the door flew open, and the girl stuck her head out. She was laughing! Here, boy, she said. Any old hound that'll follow home a poor, lonesome girl like me, deserves a good supper and a place to spend the night. Come right in, old fellow. With a joyful bark, he ran up the steps and into the warm house, fully convinced that his venture had not been so rash after all. ? .Si 'igmi 1611 101101101 1111 1071 191 Q GO ON SCIENCE MUST X w nn-nnnlsnllnanun-u-ui-LsInnnunnsnnnnnnn ---llnlnul-un MARY JANE WOOLSEY , 1 e i i af.. . 'E f ' ..-.. ...-. 1 ' gffiff- Q 3752535 ' ' Qi:2'f5 .. ' ' 5 ' Z1-av? ' 111' ' l .i.. -.1 ,..............-..., ' . Rib' .. l : 5 evo' f 1 ,,. P g L v l The night was damp and dismal, And the moon was made opaque By a slimy, slinking mistiness, Like a hazy, distant lake. The wind was moaning faintly, As it tugged and teased and tore The vines that graced six windows On the Shortridge second iioor. But what were those pale shadows, On the Zo room's darkened wall, That fantastically were iiapping, And that seemed so oddly small? What those gruesome, ghostly noises, As if stiffened feathers scraped, That had long ago ceased motion, And with dirt and dust been draped? Then that mournful, hollow screeching- From what wrinkled, rusty throats Came those crude attempts at singing That were harsh and grating notes? 'Twas the stuffed birds that were moving And lamenting in weird tones, As they held strange consultations, 'Mid the creaking of their bones. It is spring ! they cried in anguish, While we sit in stuffed disgrace, And of late we are so dirty That the dawn we hate to face. SCIENCE MUST G ,LT can I 4. 4 L I , 11 J l . CA' ng F I T i f D V I ' Lim I 9' W'-eg., 3' L... v v And as birds of every order Planned mad plots for their release, Three old owls with dusty plumage Tried the wild chaos to cease. In deep counsel they debated, As with wise, stuffed heads they thought, Till their ideas, brought together, Formed the trenchant speech they sought As the horned-owl took position On the big desk's shining top, The whole crowd of wretched stuffed birds Gathered 'round and ceased to hop. Solemnly, he looked them overg Then, in words of wisdom, spoke: Stop lamenting! Cease dissenting! Else my ire you will evoke! Science needs your stuffed condition- Needed you before you were- And will need you in the future, When you're changed to atmosphere. Birds, go back to your clay perchesg Let the morn find us not gone, Keep within you this wise thought: The world's science must go on ! And when dawn came, bright and cheerful, To a stirring, outside life, There was naught to show the students Of the stutfed birds' midnight strife. C ON gakan of Car 6 5 X SP fl ll 'H ' Kr XX Xxx' I I rlVatson if 'E ire been around some- in ngy time 4335111 n many a land and many a clime. A M e life seen most every 'kind of a Cai? .1 gm-Q fll1atis,Ill1ink,wortl1loolcin5 af. l W M F ! lfve seen Niagara gfor a fact,- ' ' L' me 'ln' 535 .ZAA --..3 And say-gtlia 's sure some gal- araclf. 1 Ive been as far avg' askome, And crawled all throutggh flieir Cal-acomb And onthe slope of llvanaune, cgi , Amid haunts of Cal-alineij ,Q ' Ive lain through evenm silhout 601553 -. Q v, And heard the screeching Cal-ani nf. It takes some nerve , provides a lhriller: W 's fro stalk me aeaay cat-apiuuar, ,A ,,.' live even bought some faster s 'jmikih from Ward and Roebuck? Cat-a 5 . But not until back home I came W And mum car-lfbams big Same 2 Did I see felix,wild and free, Illlell you-,l1e's ilie Calf mgx a .a 4 u Y 5: lain.. - e ,J E F N ' . -' 1, .fm 55 5 ' -. , ml- . 4 wr ' . . Qgnw .an g ,fig I Q ,B ,- x ! N ' . 1 M9 . 1 H 'Wlvw fa . . 'Pa ,- - ,,-pun. ' '.' -'-- X 'Pj X' ' x lik l I X if .: CN ' THERE TO S-'lf-AY KATHRYN EVANS It just had to be, that I knew good and well. As I sat there I saw my fellow sufferers. Some whose faces were white from the effects of the ordeal which they were undergoing. Others with their hair flowing down their backs. There were a few tear-stained faced victims who sat trembling from head to foot. From distant moms I heard the screams and cries of other women who were seemingly pleading for mercy. Attendants, clothed in pure white, tip- toed to and fro distributing bandages and cotton. Their faces were careworn and haggard. One of them called my name slowly and distinctly. Oh, how my heart did sink! Had I not given them my word? What was there left to do? Nothing, but to go through with it. A tall, stately attendant, in the usual white garb, led me to a small room, about the Size of a closet. I staggered blindly, trembling at every step, into a larger room. For a moment everything went black. Suddenly I felt as though I were entering the gates of Chaos. Sud- denlyi a liquid like steaming lava seemed to penetrate my very brain cells, and I felt a burning hand adjusting straps that bound me securely. From down the corridor, I heard voices mumbling in a decided under- tone. Out of the continual mumbling came the distinct exclamation of the attendant: Gee, dearie, what a classy permanent ya got! I 1 J U N K E R S BUREN RICCORDIACK r u q hg t 4 N an N, b N S rv., , new M 4 .X-xH. FH, m fx f 'I' l l 'I-. . A g ' 'SCX fi...-J' X 'ak KX 4 . A A A - ,A Ao, ,.E:iEg.m9, Honk! Honk! Toot! Toot! and with a heatedly Hung Hey you, get out of the way an old battered Ford came to a screeching halt, missing a much larger car by inches. A Ford, did I say--well, no doubt that is what it was labeled when it came forth from Henry's factory, but if you should question any high school or college sheik about it he would promptly inform you that it was a junker. A junker -the delight of thousands of high school and college boys, and a perfect misery to all their parents. Five years ago junkmen bought up old Fords, took them apart, and sold the separate pieces. Now, in 1926, they buy up the parts, fasten them together, and so create a supply for the demand of junkers. That glorious fad of junkers was introduced some three or four years back by the college boys who suddenly became tired of walking. The habit spread like water in a flood until a number of old, run down Fords dotted every campus in the United States. Then high school stu- dents got the fever and in three or four years' time the Junker Four has become the most popular car in America. Now just what constitutes a junker ? Upon first looking at one a person would almost be tempted to say, Not much of anything. As to the make of car, most any kind will be accepted, but a Ford is preferred, more glory to Henry. In all cases the car must be either a roadster or a touring, the latter being most in vogue. In my opinion a real, honest-to- goodness junker is made up of just about the following parts: four wheels, no brakes, four tires, two of them flat, one headlight, three bent fenders, one battered and rusty body, a leaky radiator, one engine which is continually on a strike, and an exhaust minus the muffler. These parts plus a few more and about two hundred and fifty rattles all wired and pasted together make up a junker. ' I was visiting in a small town last summer when one day a friend of mine who owned one of those famous Junker Fours told me I might use it ,to take a little ride. The temperature being well above ninetyf,-I thought this would be an excellent way to cool oiT, little dreaming that the Fates were planning to produce an opposite effect. So my cousin, J U N K E R S ..-J - -5'-3 W ' N fx has 1 A QQ!! --.turd 'za '-gf. A' a friend of hers, and I hopped into the Puddle-Jumper and were off on our joyous ride. We were just about a mile and a half from town when the i1ivver came to a sudden halt, the engine sputtered for a few seconds and then died. I did everything I knew to do for a sick Ford from rais- ing the hood from over the engine to putting it back down. I cranked and cranked and pushed and pushed, but it was all to no avail for the Leap- ing Lena refused to leap. After an hour of fruitless labor, when both my energy and patience had been exhausted, and the perspiration was stand- ing in large beads upon my face, I walked down the road to a house and there telephoned my friend that his good-for-nothing piece of tin would not run. He came out in another car, and by fastening up a wire which had been unloosened by a jolt he started the Ford in a few minutes. It's a wise Ford that knows its master's voice. Nevertheless, this one mis- erable trip has turned me against junkers, and anyone who talks to me about the niceties of a Junker Four only talks in vain. A STUDY IN GRAY The first cold autumn day- A symphony in gray: Gray bare trees in the wind complain- Gray is sky and the driving rain. Thin over head a flurry of snow, Gray above and white below. And before to us its passing is known, Autumn into winter has grown. DORIS EGBERT R E D P-A-1-N T VALENTIA MENG T - ..-A I' ',,, 'Q HE NOISIEST CAR in the world groaned, shud- g .--f, . ' 'A .2 5 dered, and stoppedg and out of the sunshine and U 5 A , inch tliie gcitchen came Chesterfie1d,,1ooking as if , .W E5 e a s epped out of one of' Byron s poems, and Q T i acting like a knight of feudal times. Red ties had E Y STO P f -5 Q just come 'in and Chesterfield was sporting his ax , latest fashion. Its scarlet re-echoed in the bril- ' B S 2 E liant color of his lips, contrasting with the creamy L - n colorlessness of his skin, and accentuated by his black hair. Is Archie home ? he asked of little George, who let him in. George's big eyes widened. O-oh Chesterfield! What a be-eutiful tie! Where'd you get it? Oh, boy! I like red. So do I, admitted Chesterfield. A noise of sawing and hammering floated up from the basement, so Chesterfield descended. Whad'ya know ? said Archie, turning. Nothing, replied Chesterfield. He was telling the truth. Ronald, take this can of red paint to the garage and tell George I said to keep his hands off of it, directed Archie. Whassa big boy doing? I'rn making a tool' chest, answered Archie, so I can carry my tools around. Pretty hot ? Chesterfield silently regarded the unfinished chest. He gave Archie a calculating glance. Plenty big, he said briefiy, picking up a rule. Five feet long, two feet wide, two feet deep, he announced derisively. You dumbbell, you'll have to hire a truck to carry it around. It looks like a coffin for a hippopotamus. You're an efiicient carpenter! Chesterfield's black eyes glittered with amusement. ' Shut up! replied Archie, savagely, I know what I'm doing. The time has come, said Chesterfield, to talk of many things, of shoes-of ships-of sealingwax-of cabbages-and kings--and for the grand climax, my new car! he declaimed. Chesterfield had bought a roadster of a popular make for fifty dollars. R E D P A I NIT You see, he explained, it's got new tires, that's twenty-eight dollars Hvliialesale, a new battery, that's twenty dollarsg so the car itself cost two o ars. ' It looks it, was Archie's succinct comment. The top was down because of a hole not wholly decorative. The door would not open so Chesterfield gracefully stepped over it-with his long legs and very little additional effort, he could have stepped over the whole car. At last Chesterfield decided to start: but the starter wouldn't. Come on, Archie! he appealed, be a good sport. Crank it for me! Archie cranked, he cranked again. Third time's the charm, quoted Chesterfield airily, waving his hand thereby missing his opportunity, as the engine turned over. You idiot! exclaimed Archie, hot and sweaty. You don't even know how to start your car! Oh gwani agreed Chesterfield amiably-very amiablyg he had no th desire to cran e car. Bang-BANG! Pop-p-p-pop, Whrrr! A final crash and Chesterfield backed out of the drive taking a few palings of the fence with him. Archie picked up the can of red paint which had been overturned in the excitement and returned to the basement to finish his tool chest. Finally the tool chest stood completed in its massive glory. Archie surveyed it with misgivings. Certainly it was fit for something-but what? If he could only get the price of the lumber out of it. But after a few days of searching, Archie had faced the ruth. Nobody wanted it. An auto horn sounded in the drive and he glanced uninterestedly out of the window. It was Aunt Jane and Cousin Grace. Archie gave a low whistle and his eyes brightened. I'll give it to Aunt Jane! he cried, as he ran to meet them. Say, Aunt Jane, he said as he piloted them down to the basement. You can have this chest I mae. P'raps you' find it hand for linens or something. Aunt Jane raised her hand deprecatingly, Really, dear- then notic- ing the disappointment which flooded the face of her favorite nephew. Yes, I'd be so glad- Aunt Jane, cut in Cousin Grace, I wouldn't have that vault in the house! You couldn't pay me to take it. I wouldn't have it in the next lot. Why did you open your big mouth ? exclaimed Archie with cousinly courtesy. Shealmost took it. But the spell was broken and the next morning revealed the chest in the basement still. Archie, beamed Chesterfield. dashing up the back steps, I've sold the tool chest ! No, honest ! You bet! You're a good kid, Chesterfield, a plenty good kid. Let's go down and look it over. I sold it to my aunt. I haven't got any buttinsky cousin, said R E D P A I N T Chesterfield as the boys lightheartedly went down to the basement. Little George quietly passed them on the stairs with a can and a brush in his hand, giving them a subdued Hi There stood the chest. Unutterable anger welled up in Archie's heart. In one corner of the chest was carefully painted a brilliant fire truck, and in the other a most appalling fire with clouds of red smoke issuing forth. Many figures of people-consisting of five lines and a circle were in vari- ous positions, running, skipping, prayingg and a whole chorus Charleston- ing. Beautifu1! breathed Chesterfield ecstatically. Shows the artistic temper! with a side glance at Archie's black brows drawn together and his set mouth. Archie's eyes narrowed in speechless rage. Chesterfield laughed heartlessly. I never lose my temper, he said sophisticatedly. This seeing red is not for mine. Chesterfield was a man of the world. Count to ten hundred, sweetheart, he cautioned. Ron, where's George ? bellowed Archie. Ronald gave a mild look out of the window to which the older boys' backs were turned. Painting, he replied placidly. A thing of beauty is a joy forever, quoted Chesterfield, melodra- matically extending his arm toward the tool chest. Don't think I won't get him for ruining my tool chest, said Archie as he bounded up the steps followed by Chesterfield. George stood by Chesterfield's car, brush in hand, looking dreamily at it. It was Chesterfield's turn to stop short. On the door George had painted GO in immense red letters, an arrow six inches wide accompanying it. SLOW adorned the hood on both sides. Chesterfield gritting his teeth at the unconscious inuendo. Isn't the little dear artistic?'i simpered Archie. The radiator pre- sented a. sort of uneven checker-board effect. Do you see red now, Chesterfield ? inquired Archie solicitously. If you don't, go around in back. Chesterfield did. STOP in scarlet letters a foot high met his enraged eye. Chesterfield stood in deathly silence. His jaw muscles rippled. Archie rocked back and forth with choking gasps of laughter. George gave a steady gaze of silent appreciation at his work as if to lsiay, If eyes were made for seeting, then beauty is its own excuse for 6lIlg'.,' KID BROTHERS and TATTLETALE SISTERS KORDECAI BRILL I Resolved, that Kid Brothers are more bothersome than Tattle-Tale Sisters and conversely, Tattle-Tale Sisters are worse than Kid Brothers. It all depends on which a fellow has to contend with. But take it from a. person that am in a position to know they both take the joy out of life. Have you ever noticed a sad, dejected looking fellow at the circus or in the picture show, and then have you observed his side kick or kid brother right along side of him? What I consider life's darkest moment is when a fellow has to take his tattle-tale sister to an all-girls' party and then wait three hours until it's over. This combination, however, is good for some things. For instance, a. kid brother will give away all the family secrets and must be bribed every two or three days. That's where my money goes, bribing my brother, and that relieves me of spending any extra money. Tattle-tale sisters will report all suspicious actions to headquarters. They never fail to give a detailed account of all happenings at school. The kid brother must always go along every place, and reports to the tattling sister all the happenings. Immediately the tattler gleefully grabs this morsel, and enlarges the story before turning in her daily report. A grand example of co-operation, I call it. Whenever I drive the family car my kid brother is a permanent fix- ture in the back seat and my sister in the front seat, if she can't find a substitute. Of course she knows all the traffic rules by heart, and soon lets me know about it. These are just a few of the reasons Why Boys Leave Home, which is the name of a book that I intend to write before many days have passed. As I write this document, my tattle-tale sister is sitting by my side tell- ing me where the commas go, and my kid brother, standing at my elbow, is broadcasting it word by word to the rest of the familyt It's a good thing they're not twins. AN Q 'ig FRSQN 655 :51 'Id o 5 : F v VJ I' 5 :fi X if .5 xiii-f' ff. E' -jx -1v,,,,,.i4:4 I ,il JAX N I .Ili if ms' ci fffteai ' yy X K 3 I -.2 '-' ,' V'. ' 5 f :ix -, Mi . X . , lliafeyfff ff I r :xl , f My r 5 . ng! '32, ,Wir ,aj 3' '- I ' Af, A - Lisasgi'-Il: - 1 'x.lgu'1 i' Sw r il Q r- N :ij ,4qy..,,A, Z' und Mahal A ln, 'v,,f,7, 3 xx 1,2 ll - I' M Mfg: la f blah 75 7 I iml .. Q' I ,f3',.. .. A -- A 'h L 'I - ' , - ,, - ,A xy . V ',:, ,,, .,, , f' '1 :I Nr 171.7 ,wh J ' i' in 4 4-9 '4 'Kit ' A . Y , 15. ' 1 l 'M ' f'b?lml A I 22,-bmfin. . . ,, , 1 '- . i ' if '.'2 '. ,, , ' Vg eener, ut- i ii ' F-IF-TEEN' MINUTES A -D15-I COLLIER YOUNG OW THE ESOTERLIC method of spending fifteen min- utes a day which I am about to propose may never place you in a swivel chair behind a glass-topped ma- e lx , lp hogany desk, but it will aid your digestion and will ' - make this toilsome existence generally more enjoyable. ' 4 n Moreover, in this fifteen minutes you are not required ' ,F to read about the fall of Constantinople one day, the K domestic life of Napoleon the next, or Socrates' views on astronomy the day after that. Such sub- jects are intended to develop the mental faculties, but keep in mind the fact that my ingenious plan is, primarily, for the benefit of the alimentary canal. I find that, by daily taking a seat on the concrete ledge of the new building in the famous court of our venerable institution and merely bask- ing in the comfortable warmth of the early spring sun which adventur- ously filters down through blackened, brick walls in rather limited quan- tities on to the equally restricted campus, my enjoyment of a tedious day spent in the pursuit of the various and sundry fragments of knowl- edge which a senior has not yet captured, is greatly enhanced. That com- prises, dear readers, my fifteen minutes a day plan, a plan which re- quires no five feet of books, but demands only five inches or so of solid concrete situated in the court. Many scornful critics have willfully declared that my idea is primitive, crude, and shows pronounced instincts of laziness. The accusation of' lazi- ness is the paramount insult, for I am stoutly opposed to the Sleepy Hollow atmosphere pervading the court. This fifteen minutes should be fundamentally a mental and physical recess-yet an intelligent relaxation. This is really the most difiicult point in my marvelous idea and is always the most trying to explain. But any way, the Shortridge court of recu- peration is fast becoming an institution, much as has the Follies and Senate. Now, I have been more or less of an innovator in introducing this new era of student activity-I mean inactivity, but of course, our greatest reforms have come slowly, and accordingly, I am not losing heart. I fig- ure that by April 1, 1927, the followers of my conception of the perfect fifteen minutes will have doubled in number. The fifteen minute season starts on April 1 of each year, weather permitting. That does not signify that my disciples are fools. On the contrary, they are pre-eminently wise. pl mapa! ls Ashbrook Ark Cgnsov Mrs. 5 J .J if 4 Class Poem if X E3 . J :Zi 'Ihe autumn and the winter time have gone, F mi The dark and dreary days are left behin - in . 'l11eSprings warm sun inspires the Serious dawn, ki And joyous summers here and lossom time! il' Youth sails today bceyond the wondrous blue- Q His ship is anchore in the quiet bay, -Q u s F We sails reflecting softly heavens hue , ig! And casting moving shadows tross the spray: tj Baal 0 ' In dreams he floats to island bowers rare, '. . N His any keen as sunshanes brilliant ray- V Sweet hope has caigilit, with .youthful vision fain LJ Bi fi hi S The inspiration of is happy day! I s K c 4 is No hauntings dimly seen del? his sail: ' His friends are here to cheer t is smiling, dz, X If il 'Ihose gentle souls whose patience did ol: il i '-4 'fo lead him forward on his strugdling way. v 21 J '1 1 -1 'I'he'g,oodt2y that he waves to those behind, E t Is o y au revoir and sweet adieu, M And like the flowering slopes in summer time, -if He changes swiftly from the old to new! 1 1 -C 5, R4 New faces and new forms assume his place gl when space and time will lead him far away, -Q I . u 1 , But olt his thoughts and waking dreams willtrace Ein The haunting visionsiaiiigtggfoxgloggddayl D is Honor Roll George Dirlcs nes 5 encer AQIQIUCZS ghera Naomi Saunders Anne Mthers Mary Ann Ogden Susan Gray hedd Frederick Veber Qriginia Drookbank X i iam Otto Barbara Dlatt Kathryn Holiday Nellie Munson Ronald Green June Xiher Edith Garrison Addie Axline Minnabelle Cochran Anna Carson Doroth Lambert Edith gradford Beatrice Yates Marian Ramsey Emily Pond Charles Norman Fer uson Frances Ros Buren McCormack Carol Messing Kelso Elliott Part 5 Grace Pa Rosemary Kelley Hazel Hu es Arta We ant Elizabet Springer Emi? 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After much persuasion, she finally succeeds in inducing the others to agree to her plans. A series of amusing experiences follow in which Mr. Crane arrives with three guests, Mrs. Falkner, Oma Kathryn Gladishg her daughter Cora, Ethel Lee Richardson, and Solon Tucker, Mrs. Falkner's brother, Buren McCormack. The servants fall into their respective roles of cook, butler, house-maid and the boy for general service, with more or less rebellion by the latter three. Among the surprising things which happen in the kitchen, the scene of the second act, is the unex- pected appearance of Randolph Weeks, the real estate agent and the suitor of Olivia, Robert Winsted, Mandy the old colored nurse, Eva Eckert 3 and Mr. Lefferts, a statistical poet and a suitor of Cora, Maurice Rogers. Mr. Crane is also a frequent visitor to the kitchen and becomes quite fascinated by the beauty and charm of his cook. After the dismisal of the butler, Jane Ellen has to serve as both cook and butler. W'hile she is serving a most excellent chicken dinner, she hears a long discussion about herself by Mr. Crane, Mr. Weeks, Mr. Tucker and Mr. Lefferts. However, the discussion concerns Olivia Dangerfield, not Jane Ellen, the cook. After many strange events, it finally dawns upon Mr. Crane that Jane Ellen and the others are not really servants, but the Danger- Iield children themselves. He finally decides to leave the house and gives Jane Ellen a message to deliver to Olivia. This is too much for Jane Ellen and she tells him her identity. The play, complete in every detail, was one of the most elaborate ever produced by a senior class and the cast as well as the various committees deserve much credit for making the play the great success that it was. Max Stockton was business manager, Gordon Thompson, property manager, and Norman Ferguson, publicity manager. Nellie Munson and Kelso Elliott were on the publicity committee. The property committee was as follows: Theodore Callis, John Dunn, Ronald Green, Virgil Quebbeman, Richard Wasson, Armen Ashjian, Bertha Corya, Mar- jorie Brown, Maja Brownlee, Eleanor Hadd, Mildred McFall, Emily Pond, Grace Yager. Miss Dorothy Arndt and Miss Elizabeth Matthews were the sponsors of the art and costume committee. They were assisted by Martin Lane, Paul Shearer, Helen Hill, Dorothy Lambert, Ruth Mushlitz, Virginia Rhodes, Constance Roche, Ellen Danner, Maude Meri- field. Rocie J. Cox, Jr., was chairman of the committee for the selection of the play. Mr. Oakley Richey, of the John Herron Art Institute, was in charge of the stage settings. A selected orchestra under Mr. Wise furnished excellent music. 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This year, the class of 1927 presented a new and novel scheme, offering a vivacious, vigorous Vaudevi1le in eight acts. From the openingstrains of the overture by Harold Warren's dance orchestra, until the last dance of the faculty stunt which closed the program, the audience of nineteen hundred had its fondest expectations realized. The acts in which almost one hundred juniors participated, were individually organized each with a student chairman and faculty advisor. These acts played in competition, the audience, by its votes, awarding to the At Charleston act directed by Don Whitinger, the fifteen Sectional tickets which were the prize for the best stunt. All of the acts were of high calibre and offered many original and humorous features. The Wishing Well including artistic dances- ancient and modern-and a clever ensemble song, opened the program. In So's Your Old Echo many of the Echo's third page columns came to life before a huge reproduction of the first page of the paper. The Follies of 1927 was a dance revue. The next on the program was The Indiana Home for Mental Unfortunatesn containing many hits at Shortridgers. This was followed by the prize winning act which included the Charleston and several song and dance numbers. Woof was a very cleverly arranged radio act. The Noble Lover which Won second place, followed. It was a burlesque of slow and fast moving pictures. The eighth act was a true, snappy Fashion Show. Norris Houghton, the General Chairman, was assisted by John Waltz, Stage Manager, who designed the artistic stage setting. To the junior censors, Mrs. Thomas and Mr. Hadley, as well as to the eight faculty members who aided materially in coaching the acts, the junior class expresses its appreciation. Elliott Perkins, Nellie Sielken, Lillian Pierson, William Jones, and Nor1'is Houghton. JUNIOR OFFICERS and Chairman of Their Vaudeville. The HBATTLING BURTONIANSU XYlio Spread the Fame of S. H. S. BASKET BALL TARTING the season with inexperienced players who were handi- capped by sickness and injury, Coach Burton groomed the team into one of the best of the state. Out of the first eight games played Shortridge won six and lost two. The team won from Warren Central, Brownsburg, Lizton, Seymour, Broad Ripple and Elwood. It lost to Shelbyville and Lebanon. Then came the the first city series game with Tech. It was a closely contested battle but the East Siders finally won out 34-30. After this game the Blue and White lost to Muncie and Martinsville by top-heavy scores and also to Connersville in a hard fought match. The Burtonians then took two games, one from Lizton and one from Noblesville, and then the Shortridge five lined up for the second city series game against Manualf The second game of the inter-city matches was almost a replica of the first. The Blue and White battled the Red and White on even terms during the entire game until the last when the South Siders stepped in front to win, 33-28. After this defeat in the second city series game, the Burtonians atoned for their lost games, and won the last six games on the schedule from Danville, Thorntown, Garfield of Terre Haute, Rushville, Morton of Richmond, and Crawfordsville. Thus the Burtonians started out slowly at the beginning of the season, winning and losing in turn until they reached their height and finished strong with six wins. Next the sectional tournament claimed the attention of the team and the fans. In this, Shortridge was considered about third best by the newspapers, with Tech first and Manual second. In the first round of the Sectional the Blue and White drew Southport, the team rated fourth best in the tourney and the result was S. H. S., 315 Southport, 27. In the next round the Burtonians defeated the Red and White of Manual, in a spectacular battle, 21-19. Next, Shortridge beat West Newton, 37-14, and in the finals dropped Tech, 25-16, in a match featured by close guarding and the long distance shooting of Holt. And so, the team rating third turned out to be the best in the city tournament. The next week- end Shortridge played Summitville at Muncie in the Regional, and was defeated 18-16 in a close match. The Shortridge team, this year was considered the sma1'test in the Indianaplois Sectional and one of the brainiest teams in the state. This was due in a large part to the leadership of the captain, Babe Christopher, and to the good headwork of all the players, backed by the untiring work of their coach. OUR TEAM SPIRIT Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose, Yet our spirit never waversg We try and try and try again We are such hopeful shavers I It matters not if days are drear, And snow and rain pour down, Our teams work on-we still play ball- We smile! We never frown. We kick a ball-we throw a ball, And, yes, we toss one too! We back our teams with pep and song Our school is all true blue! Sometimes we win-sometimes we lose, We know that's sure the playg We take our share of good and badg It's Shortridge all the way. SUSAN GRAY SHEDD FRESHMAN AND SECOND TEAMS4Here's Where Material for the Varsity Comes from. Q A , . A '95 f - The Fellows Who Made the Football Look Blue. FOOTBALL HE Shortridge football team had a very successful season in 1925. The team, coached by Mr. Goldsberry, showed great improvement over the team of the previous year. Late in August, Coach Golds- berry took a squad of twenty boys to Camp Crosley to get into condition for the football season. Camp Crosley is an exceptionally good place for training-not only for training physically, but for training morally and mentally as Well. The squad returned from the camp for the start of school. The men were in fine condition and went through the season with only two losses, to Manual and to Technical. There are many fine prospects for as good, or perhaps a better season next year. Many good players will not graduate and there is an abundance of good material. Men who played on this year's squad who will be back next year are: Ennis, Stillvvell and Rose, ends, Coshow, Woods, Van Meter, Crane and Jaimet, guards, Kelsey, center, Jeffries, tackle, Peacock, quarter-back, Miller, full-back. Besides these men there are many promising freshmen. Next year's schedule is as follows: September 24, Lebanon, here, October 1, open, October 8, Richmond, here, October 15, Elwood, there, October 20, Bloomington, here, October 29, Crawfordsville, there, rlfloxg-:mber 5, Boys' Prep, there, November 12, Manual, November 19, ec nical. The record of the football team for the 1925 season is as follows: Shortridge ..... 45 Westfield ...... 12 Shortridge ..... 6 Manual ........ 14 17 Shortridge ..... 38 Crawfordsville . L. Shortridge ..... 6 Noblesville ..... 0 Shortridge ..... 26 Kirklin ........ 0 Shortridge ..... 0 Tech .......... 14 Shortridge ..... 20 Elwood ........ 13 -- -- Shortridge ..... 20 Boys' Prep ..... 0 Shortridge ..... 161 Opponents' ..... 65 'J ' .asf . 1 ,w Q N'c r ' M ill THE BASEBALL TEAM-A Ball and a Bat and They'1'e Happy. BASEBALL TARTING off the season with a 27-8 victory over Boys' Prep, the Shortridge baseball team showed great promise. A Week later the diamond squad lost a hard fought game to Cathedral, 7-5, and in the third game the S. H. S. nine Walloped Broad Ripple 18-2. Then came two defeats, one at the hands of Shelbyville and one by Greenfield. Considering the scarcity of material the baseball team did very well. Much credit should be given to Mr. Julius, the coach, and to Mr. Goldsberry who assisted him. Each year the Shortridge baseball team is improving. As many of this year's team will remain with us, We may look to an even more successful season next year. TRACK HE SHORTRIDGE thinly clads were successful in pounding out a fine set of records on the cinder track this year. Four of the records that have been standing for years as the peak of the tracksters' ambitions were boosted even higher by the excellent Work done by the squad this year. Charles George clipped three seconds off of the record for the mile run, making it in 4:44. Martin was successful in traveling 8 inches farther through the air in setting his record for the broad jump at 20 feet, 10 inches. Martin also was able to smash the record for the high jump and skim over the bar 3 inches higher than any Shortridger up to this time. Stillwell moved the record for the high hurdles back two-tenths of a second. Kern was successful in tying the record for the 220, making it in 23 seconds flat. As a result of these superior athletes, Shortridge has beenlvery successful in her track meets this year. The three Terre Haute high schools went down before the strong local combination, Shortridge THE TRACK TEAM that has Boosted Four School Records. accounting for 46 points where Wiley, the nearest competitor, had 41. In dual meets with Richmond and Bedford, Shortridge came out well on top with 55 and 595 points, respectively. The boys deserve great credit also for taking 19 points in a meet with the state champions of Kokomo, and Manual. Relays at Tech gave Shortridge a fourth place, and as a result of the local sectional a third place was awarded to the field men of the Blue and White. This year, Shortridge had two men, Martin and George, in the state meet. The outlook for next year is very good. Stillwell, Fox, Hayes and Carmer are among those still having one more year to serve, Owsley, Wade and Brown have the opportunity of upholding the Blue and White for two more years. However, a winning team can not be built on those who remain only, much new material is needed to make next year's team the equal of the one that did so well this year. GIRLS' BASKET BALL ASKET BALL, the most popular sport for girls at Shortridge, was played with great zest and keen rivalry. The All-Star team, captained by Maja Brownlee, and composed of Viola Hawkins, Jean- ette Le Saulnier, Muriel Adams, Mary Esther Hughes, Stella Glassen, and substitutes, Eleanor Howe, Caroline Atkinson, Addie Axline, and Minnie- belle Cochran, came out second in the city series, being defeated only by Tech. The captains of the league teams were Maja Brownlee, Addie Axline, Viola Hawkins, Katherine Swan, Luella Schilley, Louise Micklovic, Alma Queisser, Stella Glassen, Mary Esther Hughes, Minniebelle Cochran, Janet Baumann, Caroline Atkinson, Katherine Swan and Betty Goddy. Viola Hawkins' team won the series. HOCKEY Mid spicy autumnal weather, and beneath radiant blue skies, the girls' All-Star hockey team, under the leadership of Viola Hawkins, had a season of straight victories, defeating the N. A. G. U. team Y C 1 . .7 .4 ET C fuk f-X if-f-iff ff ,Le ,af ff ,M M L+ S, lwff H SHORTRIDGES FEMININE FOLLOXYERS OF BASKET BALL THE GIRLS' HOCKEY TEAM-A Group Of Real Live Girls. 14356 ze. 3 X'-lyggoyffl 'E Ngff'-55? 'IAEIQIQH' qgavz is ' 1' V - 5 1 'UC ' . 'x f NL . t -E M, T i JA NM! !'07liM 19 as LD: 'I iff y LQ' ig! ini ' snug 1:9 PA 1 2 x f ,T .- 4, 451' 1 .,,..' X xxllva N, Q, gun, W ' Wal fvx .ffxfqt 9- f, L- 5 K N fl Q me W - mea v aim we -lmfilliu' it new iZYAfx'll 59 3 45,0 A itll? MVIS - nut, .Rx 4.Ao .x If ' as Qui Q 4 fl ...Lf X1 A Freshman, Sophomore, Junior and Senior, while attending an athletic contest. and the Alumni team twice. The members of the team were Viola Hawkins, captain, Maja Brownlee, Addie Axline, Luella Schilley, Alma Queisser, Stella Glassen, Jeanette Le Saulnier, Muriel Adams, Minnie- belle Cochran, Caroline Atkinson and Wilhelmina Shirtz. The league team captained by Viola Hawkins, won the hockey series. The other captains were Maja Brownlee, Addie Axline, Luella Schilley and Alma Queisser. VOLLEY BALL In the volley ball series, the senior team, with Addie Axline, captain, came out ahead after a season of ten consecutive wins. Muriel Adams, a sophomore, won the spring tennis tournament. Maja Brownlee and Viola Hawkins won the sweaters awarded annually to the best all around girl athletes. GIRLS' PEP CLUB HIS YEAR the Girls' Pep Club, an organization of girls who desired to boost girls' athletics, enjoyed a successful season. Although few meetings were held as business sessions, the girls posted notices of all of the girls' games, and attended in a body all of the games played in the Shortridge gym. With the admission fees charged to these games, an entertainment was given for the girls' teams at the end of the year. Miss Ely acted as faculty sponsor, Nellie Munson was president. Here are the Witty and Celebrated CLASS DAY OFFICERS. OFFICERS' CLUB-Commissioned Officers of the R. O. T. C. SHORTRIDGE HIGH SCHOOL R. O. T. C. BATTALION HE SHORTRIDGE R. O. T. C. Battalion of two hundred and fifty men was inspected on May 3, by Lt. Colonel E. R. Harris, the R. O. T. C. officer of the Fifth Corps Area. The parade which formed part of the ceremony was successful in every detail. It was representa- tive of the battalion and the instructors, Staff Sergeant G. L. McComas and Sergeant S. M. McAdams. Colonel Harris complimented the battalion on the inspection and the short drill which followed. One of the big factors in the success of the battalion was the Cadet Officers' Club, organized early in the year. The club brought the cadet oflicers together, once every two weeks, for lectures and instruction in tactics, administration, military history, and military law. In con- nection with the instruction in military law, a trip was made to Fort Harrison to witness a general court-martial. Following this trip, a mock court-martial was held for practical experience and instruction. In January, the club held a meeting at the headquarters of the 38th Division. The cadet oflicers of Tech and Manual were invited as guests. The speakers of the evening were General Dwight E. Aultman, and Colonel Qrosvenor L. Townshend, and Major Thomas E. Cathro. After the meeting refreshments were served and a general discussion followed. This was the first meeting of its kind ever held in the city, and the Shortridge club considers this the greatest achievement of the year. The rifle team, which was reorganized in January, participated in two major rifle matches. The Shortridge team, defeating Tech and Manual, placed third in the Fifth Corps Area Rifle Match. Because of the excellent shooting done in the first match, Shortridge was entered in the National Rifle Match, having the distinction of being the only Indianapolis school to receive this honor. Y THE GIRLS' DEBATING LEAGUE Develops Good Speakers. GIRLS' DEBATING LEAGUE HE GIRLS' DEBATING LEAGUE came into existence about three years ago. It resulted from a peppy debate held in one of the hygiene classes, when some of those members participating in that debate conceived the idea of a regular debating organization. Permission for such was secured from the faculty and those desiring to take part in such work met and organized. The club met the first year as an outside activity, twice a month, after school hours. At the end of the year it was included in the curricular program of the school and met twice a week under the efficient instruction of Mr. William N. Otto. The class made great progress and created much interest, thereby increasing its numbers. This year it reached the heights of' its ambition in choosing girls' debating teams and giving an exhibition debate in the Auditorium. Nellie Munson, captain, Julia Morarity, and Helen McCoy, composed the affirmative team. Belle Kaufman, captain, Val- entia Meng, and Ruth Lewis composed the negative team. The debate concerning a Million Population for Indianapolisv proved to be very interesting. BOYS' DEBATING LEAGUE HE BOYS' DEBATING LEAGUE, under the guidance of Mr. Otto, has experienced one of the most successful years of its existence. The club had a membership of about fifteen through both semesters. During the fall term Clyde Hoffman served as presidentg Maurice Feuer- THE BOYS' DEBATING LEAGUE-A Training School for Orators. - licht, vice-presidentg Frederick Baumgartner, secretary. The officers for the spring term were Ronald Green, presidentg Gordon Thompson, vice- presidentg Charles George, secretary. Harold Wright Was elected business manager for the Tri-State Debate, which the club sponsored. In addition to its usual activities, the club engaged in several class debates. The subjects debated included, Government Ownership of Coal Mines, The Closed Shop, The World Court, and The Direct Primary System. As their social activity, the boys gave a luncheon in honor of the debating team of Louisville Male High School and the Shortridge debaters at the Hotel Lincoln, on April 17. The Girls' Debating League also attended. TRI-STATE DEBATE HE ANNUAL Tri-State Debate took place on April 16, the Shortridge affirmative team composed of William C. Otto-captain, Gordon Thompson, Collier Young and Frederick Baumgartner, alternate, hold- ing forth in Caleb Mills Hall against the negative aggregation from Louisville Male High School. , The subject for debate Was: Resolved, That an amendment to the Constitution giving Congress power to regulate the labor of persons under sixteen years of age should be adopted. The question proved THE DEBATING TEAM that Defeated Louisville He1'e. to be quite evenly divided and offered a spirited topic for discussion. The Shortridge team won by a three to nothing decision. An audience of about seven hundred attended the debate. The Shortridge negative team, Clyde Hoffman, captaing Maurice Feuerlicht, Norris Houghton, and Albert Levi, alternate, accompanied by Mr. C. C. Shoemaker of the Public Speaking Department, journeyed to Cincinnati to meet the Walnut Hills affirmative team. The outcome of the closely contested debate was a two to one decision in favor of the Cincinnati team. Walnut Hills also won its debate at Louisville. Con- sequently, that school leads the Tri-State League by one point, as all thiee schools won one debate last year. Mr. William N. Otto, the coach, and the members of the teams deserve congratulation for the high calibre of the debates and for the excellent showing made. Very few persons realize that the coach and the boys had worked on the preparation of the debate since Januarv. The delivery and logic of their speeches stood as a splendid tribute to the superior coaching of Mr. Otto. THE DEBATING TEAM that Ran a Close Race at Cincinnati. SI-IORTRIDGE WINS THE STATE UE T0 the excellent speaking of Collier Young, and to the superior coaching of Mr. Otto, Shortridge won the state oratorical championship and thereby the honor to represent the entire Hoosier state in the semi-finals of the National Oratorical contest on the Constitu- tion, held at Louisville, Friday, May 14. Collier's oration was on the subject, t'America's Gift to Consti- tutional Government. The position that our representa- tive took was well sum- marized by him in the fol- lowing words: So in the origination of the dual form of gov- ernment, in the establish- ment of a supreme court, in the highest develop- ment of the vital princi- ples of democracy, and in the lives and achievements of our foremost states- men, this nation has contributed in a large and invaluable manner to the remarkable advance in constitu- tional government throughout the world. Constitutional government is not calling for blind worship of its in- stitutions, but intelligent and con-- certed support of them. We have a mighty task, my friends, that of preserving and protecting these vital principles of democracy and the complex and finely balanced machinery of government, but by the will of the American people and bv the grace of God we shall main- tain them. Young came through the county semi-finals with colors flying. In the county finals, five contenders were dropped, among whom were the representatives' of Southport, St. Agnes Academy and Technical, who placed second, third and fourth, respectively. In the state contest, there was no doubt in anyone's mind but that our speaker had outclassed the other five contenders. His fine speech, together with the remark- able smoothness in delivery and gesture, which his coach had well incorporated into his general style, made him outstanding in the eyes of the unbiased audience. Speakers representing Butlerville and South Bend placed second and third, re- spectively. Throughout the next week Collier received the most care- ful attention of his coach, and when he spoke at Louisville, his friends could see that he had improved materially since his last contest. Real competition was experienced, and in that short hour's time the audience learned more about the supreme docu- our land than they had ever known before, no doubt. Before the decision was an- roiinced. the audience, made up larfzelv of Louisville people. favored either Collier Young or Arthur An- drews. of Birmingham, Alabama. Both ot' the favorites received two tirsts from a total of tive judges, but their style of delivery and speeches were so near alike and both so 'food that they destroyed each other. the Louisville girl ranking only average, winning the contest. Collier was heard to say, Well, all's fair in love, war and public speaking. Otlicials of The Indianapolis News, under whose auspices our Indiana representative went to Louisville, said that Collier was the best Indi- Qing delegate thatthe state has yet a . Shortridge High School appreci- ates the splendid work of Collier Young and of his coach, Mr. Otto. ment of A Club Promoting Knowledge of Higher Math. MATHEMATICS CLUB HE MATHEMATICS CLUB of which Robert Lewis is presidentg Oscar Montieth, vice-presidentg Barbara Blatt, secretary, and Maurice Banta, treasurer, has just finished a very prosperous year. The club is perhaps the only organization of its kind in the state and is rated very highly as its aim is educational. The main object of the club is to develop in the student of mathematics a perspective of the whole field and at the same time make it a pleasant diversion. This aim has been accomplished and the club feels Well satisfied with the result. Only those who have ability in mathematics and are thinking of continuing the study are admitted to membership. It is considered quite an honor to have membership conferred upon one. The programs have been divided into several classes which are as follows: A series of lectures on the Fourth Dimension by Mr. Gingery, Sponsor of the club. After these vvere delivered the club discussed the theory and the probability of a Fourth Dimension existing. A series of Biographies of Famous Mathematicians were given by various members of the club. In this Way the membership became acquainted with the development of the subject. Much time was given to the study of various types of calculating machines and to the principle underlying their operation. Recreations of all kinds have received their share of attention. The year closed with a most enjoyable picnic. Dramatics have not been neglected as the club has just completed a mathematical play. It was written by the members of the club. In conclusion We must say that under the competent sponsorship of Mr. Gingery and Miss Wilson the club has enjoyed one of the most profitable years of its existence. be Called Professional. Now Well t this Group May 611 Constant Developm CHESTRA+After OR THE THE BAND-A Remarkable Combination of Varied Talent and Instruments. THE BOYS' GLEIC CLVB Helps Ulieop Sl1U1't1'idgC in Tune. CRESCENDO CLUB-Composed of Those Interested in Music L J Contest for G1-ee Clubs. te Selected from this Club XV011 the Sta Il CLUB--A G1'0l H G IHLS' GLTCIC Here is the Group of Enthusiastic Girls that Support all School Activities. TRUE BLUE CLU THE NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY HIS YEAR about sixty seniors were elected to the Shortridge chapter of the National Honor Society, one of the most noteworthy organizations in school as the qualifications for membership are based on the standards of character, scholarship, leadership and service. The society enjoyed many social functions this year. A banquet at the Indianapolis Athletic Club, a party at the home of Susan Gray Shedd, and a theater party at English's were delightful occasions. Miss Garber and Miss Ely were faculty sponsors. The officers of the society were: Angus Cameron, president, Susan Gray Shedd, secretary, and George Dirks, treasurer. The high mental calibre and the excellent leadership of the students that have been elected to the Honor Society are vital factors in upholding the traditions of Shortridge, and in carrying her name to national fame. THE PRESS CLUB O-OPERATION was the keynote in Echo work this year. The spirit of unity among the various staffs did much to produce better editions of the Echo both from the standpoint of journalism and of interest. A delegation of thirty-eight Echo scribes attended the Indiana High School Press Convention at Franklin, in October. The Press Club, with Marjorie Brown as presidentg Dorothy Lambert, vice-president, and Maja Brownlee, secretary, had several interesting as well as instructive meetings. The editors of the various days' editions for the Hrst semester were: Monday, Armen Ashjian, Marian Ramsey, associate editors, Tuesday, Marjorie Brown, Vtfednesday, Nellie Munson, William C. Otto. associate editors, Thursday. Maja Brownlee: Fridav, Collier Young. During the second semester Russell Townsend edited the Monday editiong Lucille Wade. the Tuesday edition: Nellie Munson and Geo1'ge Dirks, associate editors, the Wednesday edition, Maia Brownlee, the Thursday edition, and Mary Ann Ogden, the Friday edition. THE JUNIOR DRAMA LEAGUE NE OF THE largest and most prominent clubs of Shortridge is the Junior Drama League, which has about one hundred and forty mem- , bers and has done some line work during this last year. Two plays, Sauce for the Goslingsf' and The Florist's Shop have been presented by members of the club at Auditorium exercises and two others, The Feast of the Holy Innocentsi' and Spreading the News, were given before the Parent-Teachers' Club. Several plays were given at grade schools, churches, at the Monday Club and at the Maennerchor Club. One play was broadcast over WFBM as part of a program sponsored by the State Federation of Clubs. The Junior Drama League meets every two weeks, when varied pro- grams are given, including short plays, scenes from plays, play readings, sketches, recitations, musical numbers, and dances. The officers for the two semesters were: President. Barbara Blatt, Gwendolyn Schortg vice-president, Thurman Ridge, Robert Winsted, secretary, Dorothy Lambert, Mary Ann Ogdeng treasurer, Robert Winsted, Eula Hurd. Miss Flora Love is censor of the club. Se vice. holarship, Leadership and Sc er, Charact CHGTY Represents SO HONOR L ONA N AT I eporters. R Echo of all UD ade YVhiCh is M rganization O alistic I'I1 Jou -A CLUB PRESS Those Interested in XVriting Make Up the FICTION CLUB. TI-IE FICTION CLUB HE FICTION CLUB experienced one of the most successful years in the club's history under the censorship of Miss Armstrong of the English Department. The general excellence of the short stories, essays, and reviews submitted Was remarkable for a high school organiza- tion. In addition, the membership was doubled and the interest displayed by the entire school in the Work of the club was especially gratifying. Rocie Cox, Jr., and Collier Young were the presidents of the club in the fall and spring semesters, respectively. Stories of the club mem- bers Were accepted for both Christmas Echo and Annual. Several social functions and three guest meetings were features of the 1925-1926 program. At the guest meetings, the club enjoyed addresses by Dr. Will T. Hale of Indiana University, by Miss Mary Orvis of Indiana University Extension Division, and by Dean Evelyn Butler of Butler University. Miss Shields, formerly of Shortridge, also spoke. The members of the organization are: Collier Young, presidentg Morrow Allen, Rocie COX, Isabelle Sarrison, Norris Houghton, Ruth Lewis, Hazel McBroom, Valentia Meng, Betty Ann Parrott, Virginia Perkins, Lillian Pierson, Thurman Ridge, Malcolm Snoddy, Arta Weyant, and Mary Jane Woolsey. Here are the Lively Members of the STUDENT COUNCIL. hortridge. nS Art i ote Dramatic to Prom Founded 0I1 An Organizati A LEAGUE- M JUNIOR DRA tes Senate. ta United S fter the rtridge, Being Modeled A 0 -The Oldest Ciub in Sh E- SENAT THE SENATE AND ITS FOUNDER ATRIARCH of Shortridge institutions - the Senate! Founded in 1887, it has been the regular Friday after- noon activity of hundreds of students, many of Whom as men and women, have become distin- guished. Modeled after the United States Senate, it has enacted the functions of that body With admirable fidelity. Members are admitted and are given the names of living senators 3 they then become responsible for the accomplishments of the assem- bly. Herein lie the preparation of bills and amendments to the Constitutiong the introduction, discussion and passage or re- jection of such billsg the choos- ing of officers, and the enforce- ment of and obedience to parlia- mentary law. Its special features include semester trials, for conducting the Senate TGSOIVQS LALXURA DONNAN self into a court, the annual extemporaneous speaking contest, for which prizes are offered by certain ex-senators, the annual oratorical contest, for which the Senate pin is awarded, and the annual banquet. The Senate is the product of the imagination and executive ability of Miss Laura Donnan, who, since its organization, has held the oflice of sergeant-at-arms. In this capacity she has exerted on the body a firm, just, and inspiring influence. She has inculcated into hundreds of its members a respect for law, a love of democracy, and a toleration for ideals. She has insisted that the Senate make no discrimination in race, sex, color, or religion. Self-control, sincerity, and honesty of purpose have been the teachings of her personal example. Shortridge senators from coast to coast have been to a great degree responsible for making possible the painting of Miss Donnan which appears as a photograph on this page. The beautiful portrait, done in oils by Margaret Lay, of Pittsburgh, will hang on the Walls of this school as a tribute to the friend and teacher of many good citizens. MARY PRATT. THE YEAPCS SENATE ACTIVITIES UST as the United States Senate carries on its work of writing and acting upon bills, so, likewise, does the Senate of Shortridge. During the past year the Shortridge Senate, made up of sixty-four active members, has introduced and passed upon many bills similar to those discussed in the actual Senate. Among the most important of these bills were resolutions providing for the entrance of the United States into the World Court, a separate air force, government ownership of coal mines, and the establishment of a Department of Education. Albert Levi, Ebner Blatt, David Venerable, Abraham Letiif, Arletta Haggadty, Collier Young, Barbara Blatt, Harold Lewis, Genevieve Rocap, Edward Cohen and Maurice Feuerlicht were among the most prominent senators. The annual mock impeachment trial, the extemporaneous contest and pin contest were the important events of the year. LE CERCLE FRANCAIS NEW French Club was organized during the fall semester, to promote greater interest among French students. Due to the enthusiasm of Virginia Hetherington, a constitution was drafted in a short time. A French correspondent, living in France, was supplied at once to every member. During the club's short history, many interesting programs have been given. A French play entitled Le Petit Dejeuner en France Was given by Rosalie Schell, Reatha Inman and Evelyn Mendenhall. Thurston Harrison, who has lived a year in France, gave his impressions of the schools in Lycee. At the last meeting the club enjoyed a treasure hunt with French directions. Mrs. Weathers has sponsored the club, assisted by the following officers: Barbara Blatt, president g Evelyn Mendenhall, vice-president, Rosalie Schell, treasurer, and Helen Eiser, secretary. The oflicers for the new year are: Virginia Hetherington, Jean Duthie, Evelyn Menden- hall and Marcelia Taylor. THE FRENCH CLUB-Shortridge's Newest Organization' Officers of Our Unique Latin Club, THE ROMAN STATE. ROMAN STATE NDER the capable management and supervision of Miss Anna Clay- baugh, the Roman State, which is composed of all students taking Latin, had a very successful year. Early last fall oflicers were elected. Hugh Baker as Pontifex Maximus made a fine Roman leader. On December 18, 1925, the Saturnalia, the Roman celebration of Christmas, was held in the gym. An immense crowd of students and teachers witnessed boxing matches, fencing, acrobatic stunts, dancing and a long parade of all the participants. In the early spring the Liberalia was observed in Caleb Mills Hall. This occasion marked the assuming of the toga of manhood by the underclassmen. A short playlet was given in which the event was illustrated and explained. This organization is unique in that there are only a very few like it in the country. ART APPRECIATION CLUB OVE OF the beautiful and a serious purpose, qualifies one for mem-Q bership in the Art Appreciation Club. This year the club. was trans- formed into a museum class and held most of its meetings at the Art Institute. The program for the year included lectures, interpretive talks on the exhibits and cultivation of the powers of seeing. The club members tried to live up to their motto, Love the beautiful and convey the beautiful. Mrs. Bowles was the censor and Florence Chap- man was president. f , '4-v' ' -rug, . f - A is THE LITERARY STAFF OF THE ANNUAL XVh0 YV1'Ote this B00k THE ANNUAL ART STAFF XV110 Illustrated this Book. SENIORS OF 1926 Year after year they come and go, Seniors of every kindg Each one his knoviledge has enriched, And left some good behind. One may have had an average Of which he could be proudg He may have reached the highest point That honor had allowed. One may have been less studious, But he has done his bitg Some little thing of service for Anotheris benefit. But each has left his share of -good, Each one has paid his tollg Each one has reaped what he has sown, And he has reached his goal. The latest class of Shortridge High Has added to her fameg Each member has done something which Will glorify her name. H61'6,S to the class of '26, Long to be remembered hereg May as good a class be graduated In every future year. EVA MARIE SIMPSON Left Column ...-. F. .......i- .- 4...-T.,-.-.-.1 MARTHA AKERS-Martha comes first in everything. No wonder her last name leads our list. Has clothes to burn. Is going to Illinois, to the wide open spaces. Great pal of Virginia Daggett and Ginny Brookbank. MARJORIE ALEXANDER-She's our little song bird. Took part 'in the Oper- etta last year. Girls' Glee Club. Crescen- do Club. Junior Drama League. MADELINE ALIG-Madeline Alig is that shy, sweet, reserved girl that shines like a star in all her classes. Always ready with the right answer. Madeline is one of the distinguished few who still have their long tresses. Lots of good friends. Crescendo Club. WAYNE ANDERSON-Is known as a pitiless heartbreaker among the ladies. Was a flashy player on the basket ball team, and played a mean game as center with our gridders. Wayne is a dandy chap clear through. LILLIAN ARBUCKLE-Aspires to be Secretary to the President some day, judging from the commercial subjects which she has taken. A real pure blonde. Right Column ARMEN ASHJIAN-The real cause of Brown Eyes, Why Are You Blue? Has literary ability to burn, so she made use of it by editing Monday's during the fall semester, and by helping put out this Annual. Honor Roll. ETHEL ASMUS-Tall and pretty- that's Ethel. In fact, resembles the goddess Diana with her blue eyes and light hair. Another famous graduate from School 32. CAROLYN ATKINSON-If she wore all the medals won in typing contests, she would be as well decorated as a war hero. Good in athletics, too. On All Star hockey team and in basket ball. National Honor Society. ADDIE AXLINE-Has taken part in nearly everything down here. President of Crescendo Club, member of All Star Hockey and Basket Ball teams, head of Big Sister Department of True Blue Club, Vice-president of Girl Reserves. Plays the flute in our orchestra. Honor Roll, Honor Society. BLANCHE BAILEY-Great pal of Mina Shaddy. Took expression from Miss Love and came out smiling. Member of Tuesday's Echo Staff. Keeps Miss Pratt censoring her copy. Left Column HARRY BAILEY-Harry's is the most famous of all Senior grins. Basket ball follower and player. Good football play- er. Author of From the Third Story NVindow in Thursday's Echo. ALICE BAKER-If our Basket Ball team had scheduled a game in Australia, Alice would have gone there to see them play. Chums with Emily Pond. Wednes- day Echo scribe. Assistant to Mrs. Wat- son. Honor Roll. HUGH J. BAKER JR.-The boy who always has a smile of welcome on his face. He is a captain in the R. O. T. C., and he wears his spurs like a regular army oflicer. Pontifex Maximus of the Roman State. Proved his literary ability on the Tuesday Echo and Annual staff. Honor Roll. JAMES BALL-Transferred from Tech last year. James, in his short stay here, has grown very fond of Shortridge, es- pecially of the Study Hall. NANCY BALLENGER - Used good judgment and transferred from Tudor Hall. Shows 'em how it's done in ad- vanced composition. Considered good looking by many. Right Column VIRGINIA BALLWEG- Jinx claims the distinction of being the youngest member of the Senior class. Right there when it comes to pep and all the latest styles. Can rattle off slang by the yard. One of Thursday's scribes, Roman State. ELEANOR BANKS-Her chief desire is to be able to play the piano as well as Bomar Cramer. Small but mighty. Forms the center of a. lively social group during lunch period. MAURICE BANTA-Math star. Has taken all the math offered and craves more. Captain in the Shortridge Battal- ion. Secretary of the Cadet Oflicers' Club. Member of the Math Club. Honor Roll. Honor Society. EDITH BARNHILL-Lafayette sent Edith to us, and we feel deeply indebted for the gift. Even though she has been with us only a year, she has lots' of friends. Makes dandy grades in all sub- jects. Chem IIa. ROBERT BARBER-The lunch room sheik. Tall, good looking and dark- a fatal combination according to the novelists. It is whispered that Bob is going to the great open spaces' to escape the advances of the girls. Left Column MILDRED BARRETT-We believe she originated the style of wearing feminine millinery half off and half on. Another fashion plate in the Shortridge halls. Good in Botany and English. RUSSELL BARTON - Russell came from Oakland City to Shortridge. He was a member of the track team. He sings away his spare time as a soloist in the boyis glee club. FERDINAND BASLER-Another one of the family. Had a brother, who gradu- ated from here not many years ago. Ardent supporter of the Daily Echo, being an agent for several semesters. MERRILL BASSETT-Star of the first magnitude in Chemistry and Physiog- raphy. Likes to argue. Very reliable. Member of Bailey-Bassett-Callis-Cam- eron-Davis quintet. BESSIE BEARD-A quiet girl who is always one of the best in all her classes. Reads Vergil and Cicero as if they were written in English. One of the few peo- ple who have eluded the barber's shears. Right Column CATHERINE BECK-A girl with cute, petite, brown eyes and brown hair. Everybody calls her Katie Came to Shortridge from Newcastle in her Junior year. Always keeps up with the latest books. PAUL BEAM-Paul is one of Short- ridge's budding artists. He is a curly- headed blond and his grades would in- dicate that there is considerable gray matter under the curly locks. DXVIGHT BENDER-Mr. Bender is our Physics assistant. Took Chem. IIa, and proved to be the star of the class. The girls all tease Dwight to bring snap- shots taken while he was in the Marines. LILLIAN BERNER-Came to us from Tudor Hall when a Soph. A regular heart smasher, always accompanied by some of the stronger sex. Nancy Bal- lenger's inseparable. DORIS BERNSTEIN-The cup goes to Doris for courage. She was brave enough to live through the bobbed hair craze. We're sorry to say that Doris is the last of the several famous Bernstein girls to come to Shortridge. Drama League. Left Column ELISE BERRY-Elise is right there with the studying. Gets her lessons just right and knows them Well. Has a fac- ulty for getting on easily with her teach- ers.. Good looking and quite the clever girl. A GLADYS BERRY-Gladys likes to dance-in fact she likes to watch her fingers do the Charleston on the type- writer. She is compelled to arise early every morning for the sole purpose of curling her hair. THELMA BIRD-When Thelma walks down the street, all the 1'Birds go tweet, tweet, tweet. Focuses her artistic temperment on Mathematics. All around good student. FREDERICK BISHOP-Although he may be short in stature, he is long on grades. Came to Shortridge from Au- burn, Indiana, last fall to polish up his education before entering college. MARY BLACKBURN-Very quiet until you know her. She has a personal friend in each of the three other high schools and is especially interested in the junior class at Tech. Latin star. Right Column ROBERT BLASDEL- Silence is gold- en, but to Robert it must be more than that. Quite a chemist, and also a phys- ics star. Smiles a lot, but rarely speaks. MARTON BLASS - Everyone thinks Marion is a girl's name, but not in this case, because Marion is a real boy. He is usually pretty quiet and dignified, but we imagine that he could be a sheik if he tried. Good in Physiography. BARBARA BLATT-That little girl who is always in a hurry. Dramatist of great renown and President of the Junior Drama League. Also President Le Cercle Francais. Takes great delight in asking deep questions, especially concerning the fourth dimension. Honor Society, Honor Roll, Math Club. DOROTHY BORNKAMP-Another one of our famous Dots She looks quiet, but appearances are deceiving, at least in this case. SARA BOSMAN+lVe don't have to wonder what's become of this Sally because she's always on hand with her ceaseless chatter and the latest jazz. Plays a nuke to perfection. Great pal of Louise Sumner. Left Column GEORGE BOTT-George makes a party a success. He's loads of fun and has a laugh that is contagiousg a fine dancer. Good English student. Has a host of friends. INEZ BRACKEN-A whirlwind of a typist who's going to be a leading busi- ness Woman some day. Is interested in music, but can't keep her mind off of bookkeeping. EDITH BRADFORD-Member of that unseparable trio with Fern Steele and Jewel Bridgeford. A diminutive miss who always gets good grades. Enjoys the privilege of parading past the box office every morning. NOBLE BRETZMAN-Played the part of a Birdie to perfection while the seniors were having their pictures taken. The Noble one of the Bretzman family. Showed his talent in our Junior Fair. MORDECAI BRILL-Bright, industri- ous young man who thinks high school is no joke. Snappy sport editor of Tues- day's Echo staff. Press Club, Senior Orchestra. Right Column VIRGINIA BROOKBANK-Everybody likes Ginny. One of our best students. Latin star. Name generally decorates third page of Echo. Correspondent for Home-News. Usually seen with Jinny Daggett. Honor Roll. Honor Society. MARJORIE M. BROWN- Marge is that popular Irvingtonite whose daz- zling eyes have captured many hearts. Lost her heart to a Happy, Delta Chi boy at I. U. A glass of fashion. Literary Editor of Annual, President of Press Club, Honor Roll, Editor of Tuesday's in the fall semester, Junior Drama League, Property Committee of Senior Play. MAJA BROWNLEE-Maja wins the prize for taking the most honors. Secre- tary of Junior Class, EX-president of Girls' Debating League and Secretary of Press Club. Editor of Thursday's Echo. Captain of the All-Star Basket Ball and Hockey teams. VVon the Girls' Eiliciency Contest and a Shortridge sweater. An- nual Staff. ELIZABETH BRYANT-Betty was the originator of Shortridge Sam and Lazy Lou in Tuesday's Echo. Goes to all the best dances and is quite an artist, too. Member of Tuesday's Echo staff. GERALDINE BUSH-Has a line as long as the famous Coleridge. Certainly is the pupil in every teacher's eye. Usu- ally found with a group of friends. Left Column CATHERINE BUTLER-Came to us from Tech when a Sophomore. We think Katy made a wise choice. Entertains all her friends by raving about her many dates. ROBERT BUTTERWORTH-Here is a young man who has made a good record here at Shortridge. He is well known and liked. He is a good student with a good record. We Wish him luck. EVELYN BYRKIT - A peach of a dancer with a taste for athletics, mainly, basket ball. Has black, curly hairy one of the last to bob. Snappy, blue eyes and enviable disposition. THEODORE CALLIS-Was exposed to Latin for four years. Our sympathy. t'Ted can be found most any time with Angus Cameron. EMMA CALVELAGE-Never misses a game if she can help it. Drives an Over- land. Very active in the Junior Drama League. Glee Club. Right Column CATHERINE CALWELL - Katy camefrom Tech when a junior and did not Waste any time getting acquainted at Shortridge. One of the few possessors of that schoolgirl complexion? Has an infectious giggle that is the delight of all her friends. ANGUS CAMERON-An Englishman's idea of a student and our idea of both student and one good fellow. Pal of Ted Callis. Roman State Praetor. Honor Roll. Honor Society. PLEASANT CAMPBELL-He mumbles to himself in class when he hasn't his lessons. Popular among classmates. How the girls admire his blue eyes and brown hair! Rivals the Prince of Wales in his attire. HILDA CARROLL-A petite brunette with gray-blue eyes and a charming smile. A sweet girl with many friends. An active member of the Junior Drama League, and a former member of the Fiction Club. Headed for I. U. next. fall. Friday's Echo. ANNA CARSON-A very reliable and quiet girl who played first violin in the orchestra. A member of the Crescendo Club. Interested in dramatics. Honor Roll. Left Column JOSEPH CARSON-Small but mighty. Hard work earned him a first lieuten- ant's job in the Shortridge R. O. T. C. Battalion. It might be added that he holds the job down, too. CLOTILLE CAUGHRAN-Hails from way out in Texas. Says she 'tjust burns up for the old simple life of those days of yore. And she is a preacher's daugh- ter. MARSHALL CHANDLER-Acknowl- edged the conquering Caesar when he took that terrible subject. Says that Physics is his favorite on the Shortridge program. Has snappy eyes and dark hair. FLORENCE CHAPMAN-The stronger sex make her heart go pit-a-pat. Likes the kind of dates that come in tin cans. President of the Art Appreciation Club. MARTHA CHAPMAN-A girl who is a True Booster of all Shortridge activi- ties. Helps to put out Tuesday's Echo, and is an oHicer in the True Blue Club. Sister of the famous Ed who used to grace our halls. Right Column LOTTIE CHILDS-Lottie is that clever, little girl who makes us all step back and watch when it comes to Chemistry and French. Interested in Y. YV. C. A. work. MARSHALL CHRISTOPHER-One of the Battling Burtoniansu who certainly has basket ball intuition and a keen eye for the basket. With his pleasing per- sonality and athletic ability Babe causes the hearts of many Shortridge girls to flutter wildly. Captain Basket Ball team. Baseball team. A racket wielder of no mean ability. MARTHA CLINE-Count on Martha for always being the first with a new style of haircut. Dances divinely and could win a Charleston contest any- where. Big dark Southe'n eyes! Pal of Katie Harbaugh. MARGARET CLINTON - Margaret Clinton has Dorothy Gish's soft appeal- ing brown eyes. Never see her without Genevieve Stonebreaker. A d o r a b l e clothes and quite a heartbrcaker. MINNIEBELLE COCHRAN - She started to play basket ball when a fresh- man, and finished as a sub on the All- Stars. Wields an athletic pencil for Wednesday's. Has a string of A's long enough to wear as beads. Honor Roll, Honor Society. Left Column ALBERT COHEN-Came from out of town to Tech, then to Shortridge, and likes Shortridge best. Took Chemistry with eyes upon his future career as a pharmacist. Commercial student. DOROTHY MAE COLE- Tommie is popular, pretty, and full of pep. ls al- ways surrounded by a host of admiring friends. Some say that she is shy, but that applies only to her classroom ca-- reer. GEORGE COMBS-Has a god-like head full of lofty ambitions. Good in classes and was never known to bluff his way through school. CLARENCE CONES - A cheerful cherubf' Has red cheeks and pretty blue eyes that bewitch the ladies. Good com- mercial student. Clarence is going to be a regular globe trotter. An expert at doping basket ball. JUANITA COOK-Favorite state, Tex- as. VVonder why? When wanted can usually be found with Sally Smith. Darling girl. True Blue Club. Right Column BERTHA CORYA-This good-looking, blue-eyed blonde is the Vice-President of our class. EX-President of Press Club. Ex-Secretary Girls' Debating League. Wednesday Echo Staff. Exchange Edi- tor. True Blue Club. AMON COX-His chief claim to fame is the fact that he is a bright light in trigonometry. Oh, well, who wouldn't make the same claim on the same basis? His curly locks are his pride and joy. MARY ESTHER COX-Esther is a con- scientious student of no mean quality- no 'tkiddin'. Has a good word for every- one and has t'gobs of friends. Sister of Rocie. LOUISE COX-One of Shortridge's dis- tinguished actresses. Played the part of the 'tfussy sister to the lead in our Senior Play to perfection. Off the stage she is not fussy however. Drama League. Friday Echo, and Annual Staf. ROCIE J. COX JR.-Here is an out- standing member of the class. His at- tributes are many, among which is the gift of poetry. President of the Fic- tion Club. Chairman of Senior Play Com- mittee. Annual staif. Left Column i VERA CROSSEN-Vera chatters her French like a Parisian born. Wears ador- able clothes and is as pretty as a picture. People fly to her like bees around a hon- ey-comb. HARVEY CRUMRINE-Harvey repre- sented Shortridge in the National High School Orchestra at Detroit. Played the 'cello in the orchestra. Also plays the pi- ano. Member of Crescendo Club. VIRGINIA DAGGETT - Jinny is noted for her smile and happy disposi- tion. Her good looking clothes are the envy of the feminine population of Shortridge. Usually found with Martha Akers and Virginia Brookbank. MARIE DANIEL-Took loads of French and liked it. Is good at reasoning out things. A little shy, perhaps, but a good sport. Fond of music. ELLEN DANNER-Seems as if she might have stepped from a page of French history, with her dark hair and blue eyes, her quaint manners and her love of French. Has a liking for music and all things beautiful. Right Column REXFORD DAUBENMIRE-Everyone calls him a good fellow. He has made a name for himself as an artist. Helped make the Sliortridge Dark Horse of 1925. Art Staff of the Annual. NORMA1 DAVIDSON-Usually found in the vicinity of Room 44. Acquires a new 'tthrill every week. Vice-president of the class in its Junior year. Honor Roll, Wednesday's Echo, Orchestra, Senior Play Committee. HAROLD DAVIS-Stars in Jewelry. A regular Red Grange, sorrel-top and all. Yes, his hair is naturally curly, he doesn't marcel it. Good at tennis. Mem- ber of Bailey-Basset-Callis-Czuneroiv Davis quintet. JAMES DAVIS--Likes History so well that he takes two Histories at once. His reference periods are his'only regretf?l. Always seen with a gang of boys. LOUISE DAWSON-Louise bids fair to be a second Luther Burbank. Certainly is an expert Botany student, in fact, is quite keen about everything down here at Shortridge. Comes in from Haughville every day. Left Column RAYMOND DAWSON-Is a recognized expert on the oboe. Good in English and dotes on Chemistry. Democratic in man- ner and character. CLARICE DELBAUR-Reached the cli- max of her high school career when she went to sleep in Mr. Douglas' English class. Nevertheless she is a good student who doesn't mind work. GEORGE DIRKS-- Let George do it, and it is done. The third member of the Dirks family to graduate, in the last four years. Smiling Sidney of Wednes- day's Echo, and Associate Editor during the spring semester. Upheld the: family reputation by making a perfect average. Honor Society, Roman State Consul. LILLIAN DORMAN-A little girl with pretty, curly, black hair. Wears cute clothes, has a cute giggle and in fact is a cute girl. Cousin of Rose Dorman. ROSE DORMAN-Many people think that Rose graduated last year, but it was her twin sister. Makes her typewriter sound like a senorita's heels. Assists Miss Hall in the Oliice. Right Column JOHN DUNN-We know that whatever John has dunn is all right. Our high- stepping drum-major, and one of the best tooters of a cornet in the band. Good history student. MARY DYER-Has that adorable little- ness and those forget-me-not eyes that remind you of Lillian Gish. Demure and quiet down here at school, but cer- tainly is pecks of fun when you get to know her. Has a wardrobe as extensive as Pola Negri's. TOM DYER-This fellow, with his hu- morous air and friendly smile is popular both with the boys and girls. He plays a sax in the orchestra and band and he surely can make it talk. VIVIAN DYNES-Dances come and dances go, but Vivian dances on forever. Talks a blue streak and has a giggle all her own. Has a winning way with the stronger sex. EVA ECKERT-Stands out especially as Mandy in our Senior Play. Remember - Ma leetel lady baby. Has' an espe- cially keen sense of humor which has won many friends. , 1 Left Column MARIAN EDWARDS-Tall, has a host of friends, and assumes an air of an advisor because she is so tall. Likes English. KELSO ELLIOTT-In his modest, unas- suming way, he completed his four years with great honor. Made A4-'s in Vergil, and was on the basket ball squad at the same time. He has all the qualifications of a real fellow. Rector Scholar. Pub- licity Committee Senior Play. Honor Roll. ADOLPH EMHARDT-Is rather a bash- ful little boy, so he takes refuge behind shell-rims. Business manager of the de- bate in 1925. Quite a speaker. Active in all phases of Senate work. RICHARD ERBER-Large and mighty. Came to us from Tech and decided to stay. Has a cute sister, Helen. Has tak- en all the commercial subjects. Runs around with a bunch of boys. ELI ETTINGER--Plays hand-ball with enthusiasm and still finds time to study. Pursues athletic interests as few boys are known to do. Right Column ELIZABETH EVANS-Stands out like a star of the first magnitude in all of her classes. Likes English especially. Always with a crowd of girls. ELIZABETH VINCENT EVANS-We have to thank Pennsylvania for sending us Elizabeth Vincent. Has that alluring Irish combination of black hair and blue eyes. Loves to sit by the fire and read. CATHERINE EVANS-A real blonde with sparkling, blue eyes that tell Vol- umes, and a merry, happy laugh. Quite the society belle. Has a line that fascin- ates. Katy suits her fine. THOMAS EVERSON- Tom, as his friends call him, is quite a dancer. Is an expert Charlestoner. Likes to play so much he scarcely has time for such un- important features as lessons. JANE FARGO-Plenty of pep and lots of fun-that's Jane. Beautiful blue eyes that have a perpetual sparkle and curly hair that she is not afraid to take out in the rain. Left Column NORMAN FERGUSON-This blue-eyed, dark-haired boy is our brilliant editorial writer. Finished grade school and high school in nine years. Thursday Echo Scribe. Honor Roll. Annual Staiii. Hon- or Society. Chairman of Boys' Class Day stunt. Publicity manager of Senior Play. IRENE FERRIS-Has smiling eyes and even, white teethg a pleasing combina- tion. Went to high schools in California and in Terre Haute, but says she likes Shortridge best. Went through a busi- ness course with Hying colors. MARVIN FINCH-Marvin takes great interest in a piano player by the name of Anne. Stars in Physics. He toots the trombone for the Boys' Band. GERTRUDE FISHER-Gertrude could pass for the twin sister of Pola Negri any day, for she has Pola's shining black coiffure, gray-blue eyes and tres chic clothes. She says' she gets her daily iron from dates instead of raisins. Goes' around with Elaine Henderson. WILLIAM FIZER- Hawkeye, the Van- ishing Americanf' Cuts the plate into mean proportions with his portside slants for the baseball team. Has an appointment for Annapolis, therefore a future tar. Right Column GEORGIABELLE FLEENER - A thing of beauty is a joy forever. So with Georgiabelle. She combines good looks, disposition, and popularity into one. We have heard, too, that she fiings a skillful brush in art, which accounts for her being on the Annual Art Staff. MARJORIE FLEURY-It is rumored that Marjorie is pretty, nay very, fond of St. Louis, just because he lives there. Can certainly make us believe that music hath its charms when' she saws on her violin. FRANCES FOSTER-A regular knock- out! That's what we've been hearing about Frances. Felt rather lonesome around Shortridge after Jane Alborn left, but always seemed to have one big time, anyway. MARY FOSTER-Likes to dance around with her fun-loving friends. Has a smile for everyone. Dark, black hair and eyes that sparkle with mischief. ARAMINTA FULLILOVE-Araminta 'can sing like a lark and up until last .semester was a prominent member of Girls' Glee Club. Made her operatic debut as Lady Grey in the Wild Rose Opera. True Blue Club. Left Column ROSAMOND GABRIEL-Dancing is her dish. Wound up in the finals of a Charleston contest and is still keeping time pounding on typewriters. EMILY GARRETT-English is just her dish. She would neglect all of her other studies tof prepare it. Honor Roll. EDITH GARRISON-Can sure rate the grades. One of the few blondes in school. Quite a fiend for good music and knows how to make it herself. Honor Roll. Honor Society. PAULINE GARRISON-Took Chem- istry with Mr. Wade and learned a lot about the subject. Took Typewriting' and Shorthand and stored it away for future use. WILLIAM GARSTANG - Here is an- other Bill of our class. Would rather tinker with his radio than eat. Brother of Reginald. Junior Pin Committee- An- nouncement Committee. Math. star. Right Column FRIEDA GELLMAN-Frieda writes a pretty backhand for Monday's Echo. She must like to talk for she always attended the Senate. Every time a holi- day is declared for Shortridge she catches a train for Detroit. CHARLES GEORGE-Member of track team for two successive years, and an ardent performer in that sport. Member of the band, and a fine fellow. Candidate for senior treasurer. National Honor Society. OMA KATHRYN GLADISH - Oma played the part of the jovial Mrs. Falk- ner in the senior play. Has accomplished the art of a perfect water wave in her auburn tresses. Very versatile-swims, plays tennis and piano with equal charm. Girls' Debating Club. Assistant librar- ian. Roman State. True Blue Club. STELLA GLASSON-A Hash, a streak of curly hair, a smile and she is gone. Member of the All-Star Hockey Team and side center on the Basket Ball Team. Can surely make a piano talk, either jazz or classical music. LILLIAN GOLDBERG-Has taken part in every girls' sport in Shortridge. Sur- vived four years of Latin and still smiles. Has hair the color of the proverbial raven's-wing and snappy, brown eyes. T 4l4 Left Column RONALD GREEN-President of the Junior class. Orator of note. Wears a long robe when he promenades as Con- sul of the Roman State. Always on the Honor Roll. Answers to the name of Bay. He wields a mean racket. Served on Property Committee Senior Play. KENNETH GRIMES-Best known as that good-looking captain in the Short- ridge army. Likes ladies in general and we dare say the ladies like him. THEODORE GROSKOPF--Transferred from Tech. Fine judgment displayed. Held a first lieutenant's commission in the Shortridge Battalion. CARL GROW--Transferred from Tech last year. If in need of entertainment. just call on Carl. Plays a uke like a na- tive Hawaiian, LAURETTE GRUMANN-Is a second Paderewski when it comes to playing the piano. Has something every girl wants-long, curly eye-lashes. Some botany student and a history star. Right Column MARY E. GUMBERTS-Left school in January and has been greatly missed. Went calmly through her High School course gaining many friends. DELBERT GUNDER-Astronomy star -shines so bright in said class that all others are eclipsed. Also shines in Trigo- nometry. Delbert is a good student and takes an interest in all school affairs. GLADYS HACKLEMAN-A snappy, little girl in a big sheep-skin coat. Al- ways on her toes. If you want to hear her talk ask her about Horace and Ollie. ELEANOR HADD-Hails from the East. Became popular over night. Every- body knows El, Pals around with Marjorie Brown. Fond of athletics, par- ticularly basket ball. In True Blue Club work. WILLIAM HADLEY-Brother of the famous' Fred. Shining light in the band. Quite a Vergil student. Honor Roll. Left Column ALICE HANNA-That tall, slim girl who is such a whiz at athletics. A regular Annette Kellerman when it comes to swimming. Miss Gaskill's assistant in the Rest Room and fast learning to become a nurse. Sister of Dorothea. Honor Roll, DOROTHEA HANNA - Everybody knows Dot. Very athletic and has not a few medals for swimming achieve- ments. Sister of Alice. Eminent in Girl Scout work. Is seen quite a lot with Miss Ely. JOHN HARDING-This tall boy is in the Shortridge R. O. T. C., and prom- ises to be one of Uncle Sam's future gen- erals. Is always too busy to talk to the gir s. KATHLEEN HARLAN-Very pretty blonde. Member of Harlan-Cline duet. Physiography Club. Modest and re- served. p LAVINA HARPER-Has lots of fun in the chemistry laboratory. Has a way all of her own that has won admiration of the stronger sex. Right Column ETHEL HARRISON-Star in Greek and Vergil. They say that brilliant peo- ple are always quiet, and Ethel certainly lives up to this rule. VIOLA HAWKINS--A sterling athlete, captain of All-Star Hockey Team and member of All-Star Basket Ball team. Won her sweater in athletics. Runs around with all the athletic girls. ELOISE HERDERICH-Had no trouble in her High School studies whatsoever. Will always be remembered as a real friend and an ardent supporter of Shortridge activities. HAZEL HENSON-Has a real south'n accent. Is very quiet and dignified. Was the champion gainer of the nutrition class. An ex-scribe of Thursday's Echo. WILLIAM HERRING-Bill is a real sport and although he's a herring he's not a fish. Is a pigskin artist and pos- sesses a junker that's the envy of Short- ridge. Has given many a person a lift, Left Column LULU HEWITT- Precious things do not always come in large packages. Tiny, fair, and complete bit of femin- ism. Quite a popular girl. ELIZABETH HICKS-Great pal of Gladys Berry. Betty is a most likeable girl with happy brown eyes. A classy dresser. Trips a light fantastic toe on the dance floor. Rates lots of good times. HELEN HILL-A bright light of the Senior class who says it with laughter. Leading lady in Sauce for the Gos- lings which was presented by the Jun- ior Drama League. She's quite a de- bater, and talked her way through Ver- gil. Secretary Girls' Debating League. Costume Committee Senior Play. Honor Roll. ELMA HOCKETT-Aspires to be a great public speaker some day. Likes hard subjects so she took up rock study in geology. CLYDE HOFFMAN-Clyde is the bal- loon tire of the class. Captain of the Debating Team for two years. Chairman of the Student Council Committee. Busi- ness Manager of the Annual. An all around good fellow. 1 Right Column JANE HOGATE-Came from Tudor Hall in her Junior year. One of those exceedingly popular Irvingtonites. Transports a certain young man from this eastern locality every morning. KATHRYN HOLADAY-Pretty, popu- lar, and peppy describes' Katy, Is al- ways the center of a group which in- cludes Grace Yager and Bee Yates. Honor Roll. HORACE HOLMES-Horace is tall and good looking, hence his popularity with the girls. Is a captain in the R. O. T. C. JOHNETTA HOLSTON-An intimate friend of Bessie Beard. Survived Ver- gil II. Is a Harmony and Botany star. Interested in all Shortridge activities. HORACE HOLT-Everyone knows Red the captain of our football team. Basket ball star in Junior and Senior years. Interested in a little Lamkin. Left Column ROBERT HOOD-Bob has attended both Richmond and Marion High Schools, but decided that Shortridge was best so he came here to graduate. He is a walking encyclopedia. Member of Boys' Band. ALBERT HOOP-Intends to be a real business man and has prepared by tak- ing courses in Business Training and Marketing. Says that he has enjoyed these courses immensely. RICHARD HORN-One of the contend- ers for the Shortridge heavyweight cup. Used this poundage as a brick wall through which football opponents of S. IH. S. tried to go. Won his letter in foot- all. CLARENE HORNER-One quiet girl, but she has many friends, nevertheless. Had beautiful, long curls, but followed fashion and had them shorn. Has never been caught frowning. VIOLA HORNER-Good in Math as she survived College Algebra and Commer- cial Arithmetic the same semester. Has a good time fooling around the jewelry room. Fine student. Right Column DOUGLAS HOSKINS - Another of those boys who have blonde hair and blue eyes. Perhaps that's the reason he came to Shortridge, so that his eyes would match the colors. FAE HOUSTON--Fae is right there when it comes to assisting in any Short- ridge activities. Pretty, peppy and pop- ular. Head of out-of-town girls of the True Blue Club. Ex-president of Girls' Debating League. Sister of the famous Bob, Pal of Leona McDo1e. ELEANOR HOWE-Athletic fiend. Worships good basket ball playing and is a stalwart supporter of the Shortridge Spirit. Honor Roll. MARJORIE HOWE-Eleanor's sister. Has wavy black hair that laughs at a permanent wave curler. Digests Chem. with enthusiasm and still cries for more. HAZEL HUGHES-One of our Short- ridge fashion plates. Has all the new fads in feminine flnery. Knows the way to Louisville by heart. Usually seen with Katy Holaday. Honor Roll. Girls' Class Day stunts. Left Column MARY ESTHER HUGHES-Very ath- letic. All-Star Basket Ball team. Ar- dent supporter at all games. A good dresser, and-oh, yes, a good student. History star. Drives a Buick. Pal of Cliffie Anne. SYLVIA HUKRIEDE-Took all of the Commercial subjects oHered. W'on sev- eral medals for speed on the typewriter. She took Latin, and was equally bril- liant. Good pal of Fern Steele. MIRIAM HUTCHINSON-Meek and sober in manner, but one whose presence and influence is always felt. Has tenac- ity of purpose as her shorn braids prove. LETHA ILIFF-Went to summer school so that she could graduate with the class of '26. Has a pleasing personality with which she has won many friends during her short sojourn here. Very enthusi- astic over all Shortridge activities. REATHA INMAN-One of those girls whose black curly hair is the envy of all of her friends. A real student. Honor Roll. Honor Society. Good pal of Mary Blackburn. Right Column ' INEZ IRELAND-Lots of fun, never takes anything seriously. Even took Greek and thought that it was the big- gest joke of all. Honor Society. Never misses a basket ball game. HELEN IRWIN-Has she dark, dreamy, Latin eyes and soft black hair? Has she more good friends than you could count? Does she have a dainty finger in every political pie that's cooked at Shortridge? Has she been in several Junior Drama League plays? Is she heaps of fun? It must be Helen Irwin. Honor Society, Junior Drama League, Honor Roll. HELEN JOHNSON-Liked the class of '26 so well that she went to summer school to graduate with us. Likes to sing so she took Advanced Chorus. JOAN JOHNSON-Came to us from Tudor Hall and stayed here because she liked us. Hasn't succumbed to the bobbed hair fad. Has a cute little lisp. John- nie likes to trip the light fantastic. MARY LOUISE JOHNSON -- Mary Louise is just as sweet as she looks. Wears darling clothes. Always surround- ed by a group of friends. Cute dancer. Survived a Physiology course. Left Column , OUIDA JOLLS-Vigor, vitality, vim and punch-that's Pep. Youth should be seen and not heard-is not so with this maid. Ouida is not a bad scholar, but she never wears her books out. DONALD JONES- Monk. Donald is a fine example for all boys who Wish to be quiet and modest. He came to Indi- anapolis from Ridge Farm, Illinois, and showed his discrimination by coming to Shortridge. OLIVER WENDELL JONES-A chem. star. Possesses a. keen slant on school life and the ability of pulling down A+'s without the least sign of conceit, PAUL E. JONES-One of the ice cream slingers in the lunch room. Looks rather angelic in his huge shell-rims, but his friends say that he is lots of fun. EARL KATTERHENRY-Tall, blonde hair, and huge shell-rimmed glasses, might be the brief description of him. Rather bashful with the ladies, but not with the boys. Right Column BELLE KAUFMANfShe's a 'fbelle all right-at least the boys think so. Pals with Maxine Moore. She's one of our silver tongue girls-some little speaker. Debating Club. Captain Neg- ative Team Exhibition Debate. Honor Roll. WILLIAM KEENAN- Bill declares emphatically that his life long ambition is to pick blooms 03 of century plants. Chem. IIa. Lives up to his name as keen in Math and History. Brother of Katherine of class of '24. DONALD KELLER-That tall, good- looking boy that everyone likes. Keeps the teachers busy at assembly making him behave. His chief delight is teasing the young ladies. Another popular Irv- ingtonite. MILLER KELLER-Aspires to be a so- phisticated young man. Took great pride in being an alternate on last year's debate team. Once spoke in the Short- ridge oratorical contest. Enjoys playing basket ball, and used to be on the second team. ROSEMARY KELLEY-Leads the class with a perfect average on the Honor Roll, leading lady in the Senior Play, pretty as a picture. What more do you want? Besides all this, Rosemary has a smile that you can't resist. Honor So- ciety. Left Column WILHEMINA KENNARD-Left Indi- anapolis recently for Chicago. Took trigonometry and came out on top. Has many friends here at Shortridge. LOIS KENNEDY-Good things often come in small packages and she sure is an example of this saying. Has a great fondness for basket ball players, espe- cially those in Anderson, Indiana. MARTHA LOUISE KENNEDY-Has lovely curly hair ad snappy grey eyes. Pal of Georgiabelle Fleener and Tom- my Cole. An excellent bridge player. Left us in January and we certainly missed her. MARGARET KENT-A most artistic young lady, who loves to potter around the Art Department. Produces some ex- cellent drawings and paintings. Made most of the pictures that were seen around Shortridge. Art editor of the Annual. Honor Roll. CLIFFIE ANNE KERCHEVAL-Her shingle might be the envy of a great ton- sorial artist. We wonder if all Sheri- dan's fair ones sport such cute clothes and fascinating ways. We're sorry for Sheridan, but we're glad we got such a good student. Right Column FRED KERN- I just larfecl and larfed and larfcd is his favorite expression. Freddie was our backfield 'football star. His end runs and line plunges were dazzling. Also starred in the short dash- es for the' thinly clads. JANE KEYES-Came from Tech last year and decided to graduate from Short- ridge. Dignified, and is another plate in the Shortridge Style Book. Likes Phi Delts, and we hear that she keeps the keys to several men's hearts. ROGER KILEY-Plenty of pep-that's Roger. Started on his mischievous ca- reer by taking Math with Mr. Gingery. Always ready for fun and gets his les- sons between acts. OBED KILGORE-Distinguished him- self by barking signals on the football team. Member of the state record-break- ing relay team of 1925. Followed in the footsteps of his older brothers by making an enviable record in Shortridge ath- letics. Leading man Senior Play, TVWPOTHY KING-Her 'prominence lies 'his-Hv along musical lines. A regular kitten on the piano keys. Has been on the program in many Auditorium exer- cises. Crescendo Club. Left Column MARY KINNEY-We wonder if that old verse, Mary had a little lamb, still applies here. A non-quiet girl who has made many friends in Shortridge. KATHERINE KNAUSS-Claims the honor of having the smallest feet of any girl in the senior class. Likes to build air castles, but from what we hear, most of them are in Florida. Pal of Connie Roche and Katie Evans. DOROTHY KRIEG-Marabeth Thomas' inseparable. Admires all boys in general, but not any one in particular. Can sup- ply all of the latest scandal in a mo- ment's notice. SUSANNA KYLE- Susanna reminds one of Sabatini's heroines with her ador- able littleness, luscious hair and dancing brown eyes. She's shy and demure down here at school, but that's because she wears a Sigma Chi pin you see. DOROTHY LAMBERT--A real live wire in our class. We couldn't do with- out her-just ask Bill or Mary. Vice- president of Press Club. Former ohicer of Junior Drama League. Roman State. True Blue Club. Writes the calendar for XVednesdayis Echo. Honor Roll. Hon- or Society. Annual Staff. Art Senior Play committee. Class Day stunt. Right Column EDNA LAMKIN-We can't think of any Shortridge football or basket ball player that hasn't fallen for Edna. We really can't blame them though because-well, just look at her picture. Great pal of Rosemary Kelley. MARTIN LANE-Martin is right there when it comes to height. Whatever you want done this fellow can do it for he has tried everything from translating Vergil to decorating goal posts for S. H. S. football games. GERALD LAVVSON-Never had so much fun in his life as he had in Shortridge. he says. Sailefl through his course here with ease and will leave behind many friends when he graduates. MARY ISABELLE LEEDY-This quiet young lady comes from a musical fam- ily, and strives to uphold the family name. Took chemistry and lived in hourly suspense of an explosion which never happened. Member of Crescendo Club. Sister of Eugene. TED LEFFLER-Ted keeps everyone laughing at his witty sayings. His motto is-XVork Makes Worry-why worry? Never angry or ruffled, always pleasant. Oh, Sheepskin, Oh, Diploma, where art thou?-for I am coming. Left Column FLORENCE LELAND-One quiet girl, but you know that still water runs deep. This surely applies here. Has many friends who adore her. ROBERT LEWIS-Here is a popular and clever fellow who does things 'Kbrownf' Junior Treasurer, President of Math. Club, Acting Chairman of the Junior Carnival, Annual Staff, and Brindy of the Senior Play. RUTH LEWIS-A mighty, versatile Shortridger. Prominent writer of stor- ies. Wrote one for the Christmas Echo. Fiction Club. Wcmn second place in the State Chemistry Contest. Noted for dra- matic talent. Member of the Girls' Do- bating team. Honor Society. JANET LITTLE- Small in her last name only. Some dandy 'cellist, we would Draws a mean bow in the Shortridgc Trio, and as a freshman blos- somed out in a string quartet. Played in the orchestra for four years. and cer-1 tainly earned her gold pin. Has ambi- tion to be another Hans Kindler. Cres- cendo Club. Honor Roll. Honor Society. ICTHELYN LITZ - Black curly hair which causes many feminine eyes to glow with envy. Came to us from Detroit and made a host of friends and admirers during her short stay here. Right Column MILDRED LORASH-Has coal black hair and dark brown eyes-a regular Spanish senorita. Good friend of Emma Calvelage. Quite a commercial star. INEZ LLOYD-She says she would be beautiful and dumb, if she were beauti- ful???? Out of school, she struts her stuff, but to us she's just Red, Won first prize in Chem. Essay Contest. FRANCIS LYONS-The curly-headed sleeping beauty of Mr. Rouch's class, but still manages to get by. Took a business course. Great friend of Ollie Merrick. JOE LYTLE-A curly haired Romeo. A classy dancer. Friend of Jimmie Royer. Prefers the name of Deborah', for a girl-so we hear. HAZEL MCBROOM-Hazel is surely right there when it comes to good looks. Popular with the M. T. boys. Honor Society. Fiction Club. Junior Drama League. Left Column MARY LOUISE MCCLURE-Mary Lou is as sweet as' they make 'em. Big, blue eyes, soft, fluffy hair and all that. Knocks the paint brushes about with lots of vim and contributes some mighty nice work. Pals around with Clara Stiifler. Annual Art Staff. BUREN MCCORMACK-As the fair ones express it, that tall handsome Ro- meo, came to us from Crawfordsville. Member of Monday's Echo. Annual staff. Tucker in the senior play. HELEN MCCOY-Our red-headed Sen- ior Secrctary. A member of Wednesday's staff, and has held ofhces in the Cres- cendo, Roman State, True Blue, and Girls' Debating Clubs. Exhibition De- bate Team. Can surely tickle the ivoriesf' Honor Roll. LEONA MCDOLE-Head of booster de- partment of True Blue Club. Leona is some candy maker, as she won a prize at the Junior Carnival last year. Came to us from Clark's Hill when a sopho- more. Friend of Fae Houston. MILDRED McFALL-Came to Short- ridgc from Connersville. Exceedingly good in all her studies, especially physics. Very quiet. Seems almost bashful. Hon- or Roll. Right Column JAMES MCGEE-Before Jimmy left us in January he was one of the champion ice cream slingers in the lunch room. Oflicer in R. O. T. C. and an all around good fellow. MARY ALICE MACLEAN-Had lovely, coal black hair, but had it shorn. Now she's letting it grow again. Has a lot of artistic ability. An all round good student. MARGARET MCMAINS-Has' taken all the math. and science Shortridge offers. Thrives on five solids every semester. Vice-president of the Math. Club, and member of the Junior Drama League. Chem IIa. Honor Roll. FRANKLIN MANN-Blows a wicked cornet in the Senior Orchestra and claims to be a perfect woman-hater. One among thousands. HERSCHELL MARTIN-One of the fastest men on the track team. Has car- ried the Blue and White to victory sev- eral times and has received the rightful respect and honor from his friends. Left Column MABEL MARTIN-Came to us from Tech! All the fellows know her. She isn't a fisherman by trade but wields' a line just the same. You can always hear Mabel coming, before you see her. Quite a renowned Charlestoner. ALBERTA MAXBERRY - Alberta writes inspiring poetry and we expect to hear from her some day. She does exceptionally good work and never shirks her lessons for pleasures. GENEVIEVE MENTLOW - Another girl who writes good poetry. Takes a deep interest in all the activities in which she has a part. Quite a lovely girl who enjoys lessons as well as fun. BEATRICE MENTZER - Possesses coal-black hair and big, brown eyes. Has a gorgeous fur coat which tops off all her other good-looking clothes. A charm- ing personality that has won her loads of friends. RAYMOND MESSANG--A regular fel- low is Ray. Plays the violin in the or- chestra. Left school in September, but came back in January because he likes us so well. Right Column CAROL MESSING-Carol's pet hobbies are drawing pictures and asking deep questions in English. Another miss with bright, sparkling black eyes. Likes Pur- due, but won't tell us why. RALPH METCALF-Ralph's chief fail- ure is his tardiness' at assembly. One of those boys who have a Umaidenly blushff Always has a smile ready for teacher, ALICE MILLER-One Of our striking blondes. Do you remember sweet Alice Wwhose hair was so blonde -in this case. Runs around with Edna Lamkin. Likes to ride in a Chrysler roadster. ETHEL MAE MILLERMA math. Wizard. Short and sweet, hard to beat--lots of pep and big, blue eyes. Rates high in studies. Right there at every out of town game, MILFORD MILLER-Milford is a noto- rious scribe who scribbles for Thurs'day's Echo. He is short and proud of it. Kid him and see how easily he blushes. Left Column LUCILE MOCK-Only spent one year here, but made a host of friends. Tries to uphold the reputation of the family in the scholastic lines. Daughter of a But- ler professor. JAMES MOFFET-Spends the greater part of his time in the Military Depart- ment. No mean shot with a riiie, either. Likes science, especially chemistry. FRANCES MOHLER-A bright spot in all of her classes because of her au- burnf?J hair. Revels in social life. Left us last year, but decided to come back and spend her final high school days in Shortridge. SUSANNA MONNINGER-Has taken French, Latin, German-let's see, are there any more languages? Has trav- elled extensively, and, can tell very in- teresting stories. Has made fine grades. CHARLES MONTGOMERY-Likes to talk, and entertains his friends in this manner. Graduated from the Senate at the end of his Sophomore year. A clever and brilliant student. Right Column OSCAR MONTIETH - A prominent member of the class. Vice-president of Math Club. Honor Roll. Is an excel- lent student and a good fellow. Honor Society. MAXINE MOORE-Everyone knows Maxine because of her bird-like singing. One good-looking girl. Popular with both boys and girls. Has not bobbed her hair either. JULIA MORIARTY-One of our little Seniors. Stars in English and history. Secretary of Girls' Debating League. Exhibition Debate Team. Active in the True Blue Club. NEWTON MORRIS-Transferred from Worthington High Schol to Tech and then came here to graduate with us. He is especially attracted to Opals, A chemistry star. ALAN MORRISON- Jimmy is a col- legiate type, and a lot of fun. Rocks and bugs have a fascination for him. Is an idol of the women. A Left Column CARRIE ANNETTA MOTEN-Vice- president of the Chorale Club and a member of the basket ball team of the Phyllis Wheatley Branch of the Y. W. C. A. Served as head of the colored Big Sisters. Fond of English. Skilled in jewelry. Made her course in three years. NELLIE MUNSON-Nellie has a finger in every pie in Shortridge. Associate editor of Wednesday's. Ex-president of Girls' Debating League, Capt. Aff. Girls' Debating Team, Discussion Contest, True Blue Club and Roman State Officer, Annual Staff, Honor Roll, Honor So- ciety. Publicity Committee Senior Play. Gave half the prophecy on Class Day. THOMAS MURRAY-Thomas can dis- cuss the fourth dimension theory as calmly as most of us talk about the latest play. Hasn't stopped taking math, yet. Is a second lieutenant in the R. O. T. C. Math and Oflicers, Club. RUTH MUSHLITZ-Full of fun and pep is Ruth. Always has some exciting adventure to tell about. Likes Buds which bloom in August, so we hear. Is quite an artist, too. MILDRED MYERS-Mildred plays enough musical instruments to be a whole orchestra. Member of the Cres- cendo Club. Left us in January, but never forgot us. Right Column ' MAURICE NEAL-UMorry is the t'monicker he is usually known by. Ask him if he has another nick-name. Keeps steady company with no girl but has dates with many. Played the trumpet for the Boys' Band. MARIAN NEIDLINGER - Marian's striking, black curly bob is the envy of all feminine Shortridge. Has a fondness for all dances-perhaps that's the rea- son she arrives Iive minutes after the bell rings. MARY LOUISE NEIR-Short but snappy, that's 'fLucie. One of the jol- liest girls in Shortridge. Comes daily from Irvington. A real friend and a true blue girl. Honor Society. RUTH NEVILLE-Has taken about all the commercial subjects offered in Short- ridge. Survived Book-keeping III and came out with smiles. We hear she can play the piano, and knows how to read a good book. MARY ANN OGDEN-Always seen with Dot or a Schur mann. Taken many honors. Won Swarthmore scholar- ship. Held offices in Junior Drama League. Crescendo Club. True Blue Club. Roman State. Glee Club. Chair- man of Announcement committee. Honor Roll. Honor Society. Annual Staff. Ed- itor of Friday's Echo. Class Day Stunt. Left Column JOHN O'HARROW-Ohl and begorry gui'-r-ls but he's the handsome Irish lad for yu' with his black hair a'shinin' and his black eyes a'dancin' and that quiet way aboot him. To be shure and he came from Martinsville this year and the lads and lassies of Shortridge are mighty proud to know him. WILLIAM C. OTTO-The one who im- posed this book upon the helpless world. Member of the Debate Team, 1925. Cap- tain of the Aff. Debate Team, 1926. As- sociate Editor Wednesday's a year and a half. Head of the Big Show Committee, Junior Fair. Honor Roll. Honor Society. VINCENT OWENS-Left Shortridge in January to go to I. U. NVe missed him a lot. Awfully good Chem. star and has quite a way with the ladies. A mighty clever t'linc. FRANK PARRISH-Member of Bat- tling Burtonians and football team. Had an unlucky spill in the last football game, which injured his 1925 basket ball career. Two letter man. BETTY ANN PARROTT-Pretty, pro- vocative Polly! Like a small Vesuvius erupting. Snap, fun and pep wherever she goes. Likes bashful, high commis- sioned R. O. T. C. ofliccrs and wears a Phi Gamma ring. Main ambition is to write short stories and you tell 'em Polly you can! Vice-president of Fic- tion Club. Annual staff. Right Column GRACE PARSONS-Possesses curly locks that are the envy of the school. As popular among the girls as among the boys. Grace is a member of the Junior Drama League. She is an ex- cellent student and a member of the Honor Roll. STEDMAN PEARCE-Clap hands, here comes Sted! Just ask Sally if he isn't a sport. Often seen with Ralph Noble. A regular Abe Lincoln in height. MARTHA PHARES-Martha chums around with Rosemary Kelley and Edna Lamkin. She always looks as if she stepped out of a bandbox and imported her clothes directly from Paris. Has that unusual combination of cuteness and intelligence and is especially fond of Culver. LLOYD POLEN-Lloyd loves to fool with a radio. Used to belong to the Wire- less Club. Took Chem. and Physics the same semester and starred in both. EMILY POND- Hey, Steward, is the way her friends greet Emily. Sister of Frances '23, and scribe on Wednesday's Echo. Look for Alice Baker, and you'll find Emily with her. Likes' all the out- doors, including Brooks and Woods Honor Roll. V . rf' 415' l l Left Column GERTRUDE POST-A cute little blonde with pretty grey eyes. Used to like Babes A great friend of Omakath- ryn Gladish. Gertrude is always faith- ful to her post. .IULIAN PRESENT- Wan. This fel- low goes around humming all the timeg in fact, he is a regular humming bird. He is the best sheik we know. Plays in the Band. ELIZABETH PRESTON-Made her high school course in three years. Some student. Wields a mean tennis raquet and likes basket ball. Popular with the athletic team members. CHRISTINA PURSLEY-One of the famous Pursley twins. Always seen with her sister. So much alike that it's hard to tell which is which. Everybody knows Chgistina by her friendly smile and atti- tu e. HARRIET PURSLEY-The other of the famous twins. Has lots of friends and they aren't all girls either. It's ru- mored that the fellows get their dates mixed up quite often. Well, it doesn't matter. for one is just as sweet as the other. Crescendo Club. Right Column VERGIL QUEBBLEMAN-Almost got gray hair gathering properties for the Senior Play. Took Chem. IIa and still smiles. Is so bashful he seeks protection behind huge shell-rimmed glasses. DOROTHY RAGAN-Another of those famous Dots She's the kind that's al- ways pursued. They know a good thing when they see it. Some little piano play- er. Member of Junior Drama League and Crescendo Club. MARIAN RAMSEY-She is interested in leaves because they Russell, and she likes horses, especially Dobbins, Such a good little girl that Santyf?J brought her a diamond. Piloted Mon- day's Echo in office of Associate-editor. Honor Society, Honor Roll, Annual Staf. WILLIAM RANSDELL-A real fellow that everyone wants to know and that everyone who knows. likes. Knows how to bring in the grades and is especially fond of Spanish. ARCHIE RANSOM-We wonder if his real name is Archibald? Sounds rather aristocratic, doesn't it? Quite a heart- breaker among the fairer seX. l L. Left Column LAURA RAY-Just one of the girls, and a rather prominent one at that. A classy dresser. A good nature essay writer. Came here from New Jersey. Usually seen with Dot Ragan. CHARLES RETMIER-Charlie raises quite a racket among the girls and he surely swings a keen one on the tennis court. Was a member of the famous 1925 championship tennis team. Trig starf?J and basket ball player. Honor Roll. Property Committee Senior Play. VIRGINIA RHODES--Petite, pretty and popular spell Virginia. Likes to ramble over the roads in a Davis car. Has pretty curly hair and big grey eyes. CHARLES RICHARDSON - Charlie has rt voice that equals some of our art- ists. A contributor to the Glee Club. Makes the boys' hearts iiutter when she's around. Good-looking and popular. Good dresser. ETHEL LEE RICHARDSON-Has enough pep for six average humans. Usually seen with Evelyn Hall. VVears a certain pin, indicating popularity with the opposite sex. Acted as dignified t'Cora in the Senior Play. Right Column MILDRED RIDLEY-Took Zoo and fell in love with the fish. t'Advanced quite a little in grammar when she took said subject. Desired to harmonize the mixture therefore she took Har- mony II. RAY RIGGAN-He has no time for girls or fame, a mere diploma is his aim. Ray is rather quiet in class, but- wcll, you should just see him outside of school. FRANK RIGGS-Frank is the Dapper Dan of Shortridge and rivals the Prince of Waleis in setting the style for men's clothes. Was leading man in the Junior Carnival Play. Goes around with Tech fellows and prefers girls that are little and blonde. President of Public Speaking class. CONSTANCE ROCHE-Always likes to be moving. Attractive and admirable, that's Connie Never satisfied unless she is with the boys or talking about them. A regular pal. ELIZABETH ROCHEf- Betty is that tall, dignified lassie who can pull down some good grades. Sister of the famous Connie Very quiet, but nevertheless she is the proud possessor of heaps of friends. V , ,, . Y Left Column DEVOTA RODGERS-Little, but my how she goes. She's devoted to a Worthy one too. Great chum of Rosemary Kelley. A peppy booster of all athletics. Won honors in typewriting. MAURICE ROGERS-Made his first stage appearance in Come Out of the Kitchen. Played the part of the abused poet with great ease and success. Many of the girls decided that they would choose a poet hereafter. NORMAN ROGERS-Is a leading man at English's and certainly likes his job. One of those tall boys with wavy, black hair. Can do all 57 varieties of the Charleston. ANNA RONEY-Managed to strug- gle through Physics and still keep the pleasant smile which has won her so many friends. She never gets excited, and speaks in a sweet voice which soothes all her friends. LEE ROSE-Nothing embarrasses Lee more than having his name read back- wards. Won fame by studying diligent- ly during assembly. Right Column FRANCES ROSS-A sweet disposition and a chummy personality - that's Fran, Stars in English and thrives on A+'s. Finished course in January. An- nual staff. Honor Roll. LILLIAN ROTHBARD-Popular, lots of fun, and can talk a blue streak. A1- ways entertains her friends by telling them of her adventures in the car. JAMES ROWE-Yes, this is James Franklin Keith Auburn Rowe himself. But all these names didn't weigh him down-in spite of them he passed the six foot mark. Took an active part in the Junior Fair. JAMES ROYER-Jimmie is a great hand with the women and is popular with all the fellows. As Smithfield, the butler, he was a knockout in the senior play. If there is a dance anywhere around Jimmie can be found there. One of the good-looking boys at S. H. S. DOROTHY RUBIN-Here'sJ Dot again-she's always here, there and everywhere at once. Active in the True Blue Club and Junior Drama League. A Friday's Echo Scribe. She has a dead eye for the basket. Played a cornet to perfection in the Girls' Band. Always smiling. Left Column MARY ELLEN RYAN-Her friends call her Pat because she is truly an Irish lassie. Her jokes surely live up to the humor of the well-known Pat and Mike cracks. VINCENT RYDE - Vincent likes to ride around with all the boys and girls. Is particularly interested in music and some day we hope to see him as head of one of our leading music shops. DORIS SALINGER--Everything is in perfect taste with this maiden, from her clothes to her manners. Is up on the latest songs and is as clever a parody artist as one could find. Her only weak- ness is Chem. ZELDA SAVAGE-Rather quiet until she gets the giggles and then she makes herself heard. Just ask Chester Offutt and Elizabeth Cheatham if she isn't nice. Quite an accomplished pianist. Very fond of typewriting and harmony, ROSALIE SCHELL-Our personifica- tion of Charles Major's Rosalie, Left. us in Junior year, and went to Hamil- ton College, Ky., but came back to grad- uate from Shortridge. Another one of our Irvingtonites. Right Column WILLIAM SCHLENDER-Pals around with William Ransdell. Not slender enough to get by without getting his lessons. Likes to cut up during as- sembly. ADOLPH SCHMIDT-Another ardent patron of the modern sheik styles. Has mastered many girl's hearts with his tantalizing smile that captivates every- one. LILLIAN SCHORLING-A member of Wednesday's Echo staff and Vice-presi- dent of Girls' Debating League. True Blue Club officer. Always works hard to boost class activities. EDWIN SCHULTZ-Still possesses that Suth-u-hn draw-W-l, due to his boy- hood in Texas. Wears a Prince of Wales hat. His teeth imitate that young Ru- gent's smile. Brother of Daisy and Edna. KATHRYN SCOLES-Tickles the ivo- ries with great ease. Her style ranges from The Prelude to Kitten on the Keys. Is diminutive but important. Left Column LEE SEARCY-Lee was one of our peppery yell leaders. Came back from a sojourn in Florida to graduate from his old school. Basket ball player of some note. No mean racquet wielder. MINA SHADDY-One of those lucky ones who always have good grades. A good friend of Agnes Spencer. Mina is the pride and joy of all the teachers. PAUL SCHERER-The heart's desire of the fairer sex. Paul is a popular young man with bright prospects. Paul specializes in chemistry. SUSAN GRAY SHEDD-Susan is a liv- ing example of the motto, 'tKeep Smil- ing? A member of Wednesday's staff. Annual staff, Crescendo Club, and Honor Society. We believe that some day she will be a poctess of note. Plays the piano for the Shortridge Trio. Honor Roll. Our class poet. FRANCES SHERA-Gathered a crop of A-I-'s during her short sojourn of three years here. Secretary of Crescendo Club, and Praetor in the Roman State. Made Honor Society on the Iirst selection. Honor Roll. Right Column NORMA SHUTTLEWORTH - Norma sure knows how to tickle the ivories. She is also an English star. Made her course in three and one-half years. EUGENE SIMS-Commercial student and athlete of no mean ability. Member of varsity basket ball squad. Earned medal for good, sportsmanlike attitude. Another notable from Room 4. ARTHUR SIPF-Arthur is quite keen about athletics and is a dandy baseball pitcher. Lolls through classes and pulls down the clever marks with ease. FRANCES SMALL-But instead she's tall and stately. Former member of the Junior Drama League and Crescendo Club. Is interested in a certain Ted at I. U. DOROTHA SMITH-Has two adorable tiny dimples. Is specially interested in Purdue, and keeps the postman busy with her mail from that college. Has pretty hazel eyes and her hair waves just right. Very popular. Left Column HAZEL SMITH-Hazel is a charter member of Girls' Debating Club. Likes all kinds of sports but her favorite is tennis. Can swing a wicked racket as her opponents in the tennis tournaments know. Just a peach and everyone likes her. JANET SMITH-Here is one of our bright lights. Janet has never been C- sick. Senior Honor Roll. Honor Society. Junior Drama League. Is especially in- terested in Purdue. VICTORIA SMITH-We hear that this girl has a disposition rivalling that of Queen Victoria. Has pretty, light 'blue eyes and wavy hair. We shouldn't won- der but that she has become victorious over many hearts. WILLIAM SMITHA-Bill had to be different, so he put an ua on the end of his name. Took Marketing so he would know how to spend his pennies wisely. HUGH SOCKS-The future general from Shortridge. The mainstay of the rifle team. Hugh is very good in physics and should do well in that subject in college. He is a member of the National Honor Society. Right Column V PAUL SOMMER-Resembles Abe Lin- coln in that he carries all his belongings around in a Boston bag. Aspires to be a minister. LILLIAN SORG-Great pal of Victoria Smith. The only course that offered re- sistance to her was a science. However, she succumbed and is now happy that she took it. HENRY SPAULDING - Spud and basket ball have come to be practically synonimous. VVas at height of his ath-- letic career in the 1924-25 season in both football and basket ball. Helped Mr. Goldsberry with football practice last fall. AGNES SPENCER-If it is Latin you want translated, call on Agnes. She took all that was offered and is ready for more. She is one of those few Short- ridge girls who have not yet shorn their locks. Winner of Riley medal for high averages. Honor Roll, DOROTHY SPOONER-Left us in Jan- uary to go to Butler. Popularity, good looks, and hosts of friends are Dorothy's. Has lovely, long curls, which she hasn't cut yet. Left Column ELIZABETH SPRINGER- Betty has a line that makes everyone listen twice and that is especially attractive ,to our liuskv friends. She believes that va- riety is the spice of life and thus goes with a different one every time. FERN STEELE-A True Fern -as in Botany, and is as true as steel too. Usually very quiet and dignified. Plays the violin. One of those blessed with good grades. HENRIETTA STEINKAMP-Is so en- ergetic that she carries her library around with her in a Boston bag. One of the few school girls that the Palm- olive Company bases its ads on. GEORGE STEINMETZf 'Budf' A Praetor in the Roman State. During the tenth period, George does duty as an assistant in the Biology Department. Although he is quiet and reserved, he has a keen sense of humor. FOSTER STEVENS-A shining light for our crown. A shark at mathematics and nearly everything else, too. Active in the Math. Club, Chem IIa. Honor Roll. Right Column HELEN STEPHENSON-Always has a good marcel and a never-failing line. Is not vet sure whether Uparlez-vous is Spanish or French. Always seen with Martha Akers. CLARA STIFFLER-Favorite sports- snake hunting and Butler dances. Sports a Lamda Chi pin. Made high school in three years to go to Indiana sooner. MAX STOCKTON-Max smiles at us out of the Book Exchange XVindow. Can make an adding machine talk. Business manager senior plav. Honor Society. Likes ladies in general and one in partic- ular. FREDERICK STOKES-Very quiet and is always seen but only heard when an- swering questions. Sat in the corner of Room 5 and read the Echo. The pride and joy of all of his fond teachers. JOSEPH STOUT-Joe's quiet until you get him started, but then he's some stepper-ask Kelso, he knows. A star on the second team in basket ball and he kept the first team going, too. Came from Franklin. Left Column VIRGINIA STOUT-Virginia is never angry, never ruHled, always pleasant. A tall girl with lovely brown eyes and a sweet smile. Quite talented in dramatics. LOUISE SUMNER-She's right there with all of the latest jazz and slang and talk about Charlestoning-just watch her go. Sally Bosman's inseparable. Her black, curly locks are envied by many of both sexes. OPAL TAYLOR-Some people say that opals are unlucky, but this Opal must be an exception to that rule. Has art talent to burn. MARABETH THOMAS-A bubbling little giggle, entrancing auburn hair, cute clothes-that's Marabeth! Week- ends in Crawfordsville. Won renown in the Art Department, and illustrated stories in the Christmas Echo and the Annual. RAYMOND THOMAS-One of the few who are able to give the correct result in trigonometry every time. Raymond is a thorough going young man and should make a good record in college. Right Column GORDON THOMPSON - One of the famous landmarks around Shortridge, with his two debating confederates. Helped win Tri-State debate this year. Quite the Romeo-there's hardly a girl left who hasn't fallen for those rnyteri- ous eyes. Held the check-book for us. Property manager of the senior play. JESS THOMPSON-One who has the happy faculty of combining work with play. He is able to trip the light fan- tastic and yet do well in studies. A member of the trigonometry class of '26, KAREN TOOTIKIAN-A well known fancy dancer. Can do anything from the Charleston to classic dancing. Quite a Zoology enthusiast. DAISY TOWNSEND-Just like a daisy in that her friends group around her like petals. Had such a strong liking for English that she took advanced compo- sition. ROBERT TRACEY-A member of the Shortridge 500. One of the few boys in Shortridge to possess fiery locks. Pop- ular with the ladies. Left Column RUTH TRILLER-Myra's big sister, Knows how to pull down good grades. Pep with a capital P applies to Ruth. A good friend of Delma Vestal. Honor Roll. PAULINE TURNER - Demonstrated her superior ability of choice when she left Tech to come to Shortridge. Took public speaking so that she could be fore- most in the heated discussions with her friends. CATHERINE VAN ARSDALE-Here's a Vergil star for you. Drives a Stude- baker and als around with Roberta P Cameron. Crescendo Club. Senior Honor Roll. DAVID VENERABLE-Dave has cer- tainly become a venerable member of the Senate. Next to eating, he likes pub- lic speaking best and we must say he has won distinction in his favorite lines. DELMA VESTAL-She can draw, she can paint, she can do exquisite wood- carving, she can Charleston, she is petite, she is charming, she is an entrancing blonde with gorgeous hair. Who is she? Why, Delma Vestal, of course! Honor Roll. Right Column HAZEL WALLACE-Has eyes to match her name and curly hair to set them off. Came to us from out of town and has succeeded in making her name known throughout the school. RAYMOND WALTERS-Has a wide and varied interest in all activities, but centers his diligent labor upon his com- mercial course. Is one of the many rea- sons why we have a good glee club. CATHERINE WARRENDER -f- De- clares that her most interesting studies come during her lunch period. Never known to be quiet for a minute. Her main ambition is to be the private sec- retary of the governor. RICHARD WASSON-The Shortridge sheik. Changes his girl as often as his handkerchief. Transferred from Tech this year. Property committee for the senior play. QUENTIN WATERS-Came from the East to honor Shortridge with his pres- ence. Track star. French wizard and a regular Socrates in Philosophy. An all around good fellow. Left Column IVIILDRED VVEAVER-She has taken practically every Commercial course of- fered. Has the nerve to call herself dumb when she gets a B. We predict that her pleasing personality will carry her a long way. FREDERICK WEBER-One of our Shortridge musicians. Goes out with a bass viol for classical music. Knows how to study and be popular at the same time. Has natural curly hair. Honor Society. RUTH WEISMAN-Why couldn't she be called Wise-woman ? Her pal Bea thinks that would be more fitting. Feels equally at home with a Ford or a type- writer. HEISKELL WESTMORELAND-Cap- tain in R. O. T. C. A second William Tell, so was sent to Camp Perry with the Rifie Team last summer. Also keeps up in his studies. Ofiicers' Club. JOSEPHINE WETZEL- Jo took bot- any and chem. and then because she loves to work, we guess, she signed up for physiology. The band and orchestra just thrill her to death, she says. Right Column ARTA WEYANT-Here is a girl with plenty of pep. She is interested in all branches of school activity. A member of Math Club in good standing. Arta is a member of the Honor Roll. VIRGINIA WHARTON-Made the sec- ond team in Hockey, also shines in other sports. Virginia is the champion uke player of Shortridge. A fine Camp-fire Girl. JUNE WIER-Do you know anyone that likes art better or fits the name of June better, or writes compositions bet- ter, or can talk better, or knows Arta Weyant better, or that enjoys botany better than June Wier? We don't! Sen- ate. Honor Roll. CHARLES WILCOX-Known as the Man About Shortridgef' Everybody knows him and he knows everybody. A member of the trigonometry class of '26. WINIFRED WILEY-A dizzy brunette and sister of the famous Wallie. Talks until she is black in the face when she once gets started. A fixture at all out of town games. Left Column ISABEL WILKINSON-Isabel may be small but oh, how she can talk! She wears a fur coat that almost envelopes her. Is usually seen with Betty Ellis or Margaret Shanklin. ETHEL WILLIAMS-Ethel left us in January but we dare say that she has not forgotten Shortridge. Just a fine girl with a pleasing manner and a host of friends. FLORENCE VVILLIAMS-VVe must say that Florence is quite a language student. Has even taken German in an effort to increase her speaking abilities. FDWARD WILSON-All hail to the Charleston king! If you Want a boy full of pep and with a personality, page Ed. Thev sav he's crazy about 'ilinksf' Loader of Ed YVilson's 'tNight Owls, who plaved for our own senior party. F1-idav's Echo. ROBERT C. WINSTEAD-Bob was the charming, fascinating gallant Mr. Weeks in the senior play. Elicitfld as many heart-throbs as the leading man himself. Favorite sport-hunting. Going to Pur- due next fall and perhaps from there to Boston Tech! Will some dav be as fam- ous as Stuart VValker. Junior Drama League. Glce Club. Crescendo Club. Right Column ANNE WITHERS-President of the True Blue Club, member of the Annual staff, a scribe on W'ednesdaVis and Pres- ident of Girls' Debating League. And then she wonders why she didn't have a perfect average. Honor Roll. Honor Society. RALPH WOLF-Who would believe that this fellow spends periods one through five in Room 46? Is taking nothing but Commercial subjects in an eifort to be one of the world's leading business men. JAMES VVOOLFORD-James was the iovial Friar Tuck that made the Junior Carnival such a success last year. Just missed winning the Charleston prize at the Senior party. Says that sleeping and eating are what gives him that famous disposition. ELIZABETH WOOD-We predict that Betty will some day be a mannequin in Pierre's Modeste Shop. With her auburn ringlets' and those distracting black satin dresses she looks like a Coles Phillipp's ad. Can write like a second Edna Ferber and wears Tech rings. Honor Roll. GRACE YAGER- Hues of the Rain- bow. Always with Norma, Bee or Katie Grace wields a stylus for Thursday's Echo staff. She is a lively, peppy girl who puts life into every- thing she does. One of the Prophets for Class Day. Left Column BEATRICE YATES-The real busy Bee Some of her friends call her shy, but we know better. Usually accompan- ied by Grace Yager and Katy Holaday. Likes Frankfort. Is the proud. possessor of a famous giggle. Honor Roll. COLLIER YOUNG-This Young man revels in his domestic troubles. Our dig- nified Senior President. Editor of Fri- day's during the fall semester, and a member of the Debating team for three years. Won the school Oratorical Con- test for two years, and this year won the honor of representing the State of Indi- ana in a heated contest at Louisville. Has 11, line that would attract any girl. Cor- respondent to the News. RANDLE YOUNG-Has passed rather silently through his career at Shortridge. However, Silence is golden you know. Ranks high in his scholastic average and also with his friends. ELIZABETH CHEATHAM-A quiet, but friendly girl who makes a charming and entertaining companion. Plays the piano well. Likes Advanced Grammar. IJORTHELLA COTTMAN-Has a win- ning way that is distinctly her own. We have heard that she is talented along some lines and we have no doubt whatso- ever- but that it is true. Right Column LOIS DAY-Always has a smile for her friends. Is never quiet except when asleep, and even then we wonder if she doesn't talk in her sleep. Art Apprecia- tion Club. CHARLES DRAKE-The man with the lusty lungs. Put them to good use blow- ing in gas tank of a certain car to keep it going. Charles is a member of the R. O. T. C. Officers' Club. Stands well in classes. FRED DUSENBERG-Could win any speed contest with his nifty motor car. Has adorable curly hair. A mighty good boy-that is when he's asleep. Always on the go. MARGARET ERVIN-A famous girl with a famous smile, and a famous gig- gle. Next to her studies she likes vaca- tion time best. JAMES GRAY-Has' a special liking for Chicago and we judge you know why. Usually James is found around the M. T. Department. Left Column RICHARD KELSEY- Dick as his friends all call him, has one weakness, and that is reading the papers in class. Manages to know most of his lessons, nevertheless. ROLAND KING-Well, he's a King in his classes as well as when he's out of school. We don't mean that he's haughty. No, just a good leader. RAYMOND KNAPP-Raymond's great- est ambition is to be six feet tall and to weigh one hundred fifty pounds. He is a radio artist, having broadcasted solos from WFBM. Plays clarinet for Boys' Band. Honor Roll. PAUL LAMBERT-Paul is one of those boys who keeps his talents hidden under a bushel or a barrel or wherever it is that one hides talents. However all his friends say he has plenty. Black hair that is the envy of all the girls. Right Column LLOYD RUSSEL-Lloyd plays the bass viol in the orchestra and also helps to furnish harmony for the Band. Mem- ber of the Crescendo Club. NAOMI SAUNDERS - One of the brightest girls in the senior class. Left school this semester to go to Chicago. From all appearance Gray is her favorite color. Finished in three and one-half years. Honor Society. DORIS TENEY-Not such a Nteenyy' girl after all. 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