South High School - Oriole Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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5 1' ' iifcsla We FOUR HAPPY YEARS The dreary, cold. dull fifth of February 15321, was a turning point in the lives of the two little girls-sisters. For on that dreary day, with a spirit as dreary as the weather, they entered South High School. They were indeed green freshies, too green to burn. perhaps the greenest that ever entered the halls of our school, They were green in every respect, especially in the language. With trembling lips and rapidly beating hearts they entered the office. Here they were confronted by the principal who asked what course they wished to take. Poor little ufreshiesl' what did they know about courses. Besides, how could they tell him what they wanted when it was so difficulty for them to express their thoughts in English. Finally. after a great deal of explanation on the part of the principal, they decided to pursue the academic course. Then the fun began. They were asigned to room 16. A senior girl, who escorted them to that room. seemed to them a very angel. Upon entering, the exalted senior said, Mr. Steele. l have brought you something newfl It was new. indeed, new in this country. The girls were given books. and told to follow their schedules. But, poor things, what did they know about schedules. just imagine how they fared that day! They did not dare ask anyone for information for fear of being ridiculed because of their broken English. So they wandered from room to room, always entering the wrong one. Discouragement. almost despair. began to grow: for they felt that amid such a large group of students they were alone, forlorn, helpless. That evening they decided that the handicap was too great,-everything seemed to go wrong. The only .possible way out was to quit school. But they did not quit, for some reason of other. Day after day, they went on and wan- dered through the halls like in a dream, seeing and hearing things which they could hardly believe. Like a ray of sunshine, suddenly entering a dark place, were the words of the principal. Ylias it possible that the principal came into a recitation class and made his way toward the sisters. He asked them how they were getting along and told them to come to the office if they needed any help. He gave a few words of encouragement and departed. The girls were left in a daze. It was his kindness, his tact, his encouragement that carried the little sisters to the place they have now reached. The teachers have been unusually kind and they, too, had a share in bringing about the sisters' happiness. The school that just a few weeks ago had been a cold. f1'iendless institution, now became a radiant home, a place of happiness, a place where only kindness, friends. and cheerful smiles could be found. Now, as arrilted seniors themselves, the two sisters wish to say to those who have just entered our school: Keep up your courage. If ever you come near despair, just think of the little freshie', sisters. ' Unhappy must be the boy or girl who misses the opportunity of spending four years in this 'Palace of Learning. I -Rose Kmffvf, 12-1. -G. Karpf, 12-1. Page .Sicvoliteen

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'Q Mega' ' CLASS WILL XYe. the Mid-year class of '25 of South High School, Corner of Tenth and Carson Streets, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. United States, are soon to leave this school where we have spent four. short, happy years. Wie are soon to become members of the South High Alumni. but before we leave our dear school. we wish to write our last will and testament: l, Emma llreitweiser leaves her Dutch lioli to Reinelia Griffith. 2. Gertrude Karpf leaves her curly hair to Martha Mamula. 33. Rose liarpf leaves her brightness to Ruth Lewis. 4, Florence End leaves her ability to play the piano to lleata YVinkle. COf course you don't need it, l3eata.j 0. Vera Eifele leaves her ability to sing to Anna Zinnikas. li. -lohn Eisele leaves his ability to kid the girls to Tom Eclgington. T. llella Shapiro leaves her good debate speeches to Neilson Howsare. 8. Rose Silverstein leaves her curling' iron to Alberta Dithridge. 9. Allen McDonald leaves his popularity with the girls to David Murphy. 10. Rose Rosen leaves her fancy dancing steps to Myrtle Sexauer. 11. Sophia Duda leaves her work as Girl Reserve to Martha Uesedy. 12. Anna Daszynycz leaves her long hair to Lucille Krugh. 123. Wayne Hollis leaves his superfluous hair to Michael Sakinar. H. Daisy Trbovich leaves her ability as poet to Ruth Vitchestain. 15. George Coleman leaves his ability to play football to- Norman Pemberton. 143. Calvin Rosser leaves his height to Egl. Fganzf. lf. Milton Wveber leaves his ability as an orator to Edwin Jakubowski. 18. Stella Szymanski leaves her smile to Virginia Coates. lil. The Mid-year class of '25 leave their NVoolley's to the Senior H's. 20 To Mr. McLaughlin and our Faculty we leave our sincerest appreciation for all that they have done in making our four years successful and happy. 21. To the rest of the school we leave our dear class rooms. 22. To our guardians Miss Stein and Mr. Young. we leave our thanks and everlasting appreciation for all that they have done for us. Q R61 A Q53 C ce Xlitnesses Q- -2' Signed and sealed by , CD Rose Silverstein Q 3 R096 ROSCII P410l'C1'lCQ End M Q? Allen McDonald XYa5'ne Hollis S091 65,0 Page Si.rtn1i G

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- Q .Q Q 5 D ' Q Sa ew ss? .Q WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF- Emma lireitweiser did not come to school looking neat? George Coleman were not star of the football games? .-Xnna Daszynycz wanted to boh her hair? Sophia Duda was anxious to talk to all the fellows? lYayne Hollis did not huy the girls candy? Yera Eisele did not give good advice? john Eisele missed a dance? . Florence End did not have long hair? Allen McDonald did not have a group of girls around him? Rose Rosen did not want to come to all the social affairs? Rose Karpf would forget to smile? ' Gertrude Karpf did not always look pretty? Rose Silverstein did not kid the fellows? Ilella Shapiro came in time every morning? Calvin Rosser did not stare in his usual way. Stella Szymanski did not have her hair curled? Daisy Trbovitch missed a day of school? Milton Xveber was not elected when nominated? ' SROSU Roswz, 12-1. 'J 7,:,7...- ... SUCH IS LIFE Down hy the river lived the Grays. Their house was little and the furniture in it old-fashioned and' plain. Father Gray was a fisherman. He worked at this trade from his early boy- hood and enjoyed every minute of his work. The dancing and dashing of the waves were a delight to him. His home was his shrine. but the ocean was his idol. He felt an ecstasy of joy when he was lifted up by a dancing wave, then lowered and carried away into the open, boundless distance. Mother Gray, however, was confined to the little house and worked from sunrise to dark, trying to make ends meet. Arthur, their son, a handsome, young boy was already a sophomore in college, and Muriel, their daughter, a sweet, blooming girl of sixteen, was a junior in high school. The neighbors often wondered how the Grays managed to send their children to school, with their means of living being so scanty. But it is very simple: Arthur, a very brilliant and active boy, naturally worked his way through school: and Muriel-well, her going to school was not a great expense. They both got along well in their studies, but poor Muriel was very unhappy in spite of the fact that she was the brightest girl in her class, One Friday afternoon she came home from school and with a desperate Oh mother! I quit V' she sat down in a chair and began to cry. The mother bewil- dered, said: Child, what happened, tell me, what happened? After a great deal of soothing and patting the mother got her to speak. Mother, she said, I can not go on like this. My heart breaks when I see the other girls dress so well and have such good timesg and me! 'I am a wall-Hower everywhere. I have never gone to one party or dance. Her voice was rising with every word she said and she continued: The girls never speak to me and they make the boys laugh at me. I hate the school and everybody in it. I am going to quit,'! she cried savagelyf' and I donlt want to see anybody, never, never! I hate the world. The mother listened, not quite understanding what Muriel meant, because previous to this day she seemed the happiest of girls. She always hoped for a good time in her school experience but it never came. Page Eightcezz