South High School - Sohian Yearbook (Akron, OH)

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SO-KHAWI AyNU 1930 IP N11 XII xp XI' wnrlxo tl' lt seems so long till summer comes. That's how it seems to me. It seems so long a time to wait Till I again can elimb a tree. YOU AND I If I had been an Indian. Long, long ago, I'd made a swing high in a tree, :Xnd rocked me to and fro. I'd have roamed the cool dark woods XYith my small knife and my bow, And shot at knots and pine-cones, :Xnd scalped my own shadow. And explored the chattering streams ln my bark canoe: .Xnd for a companion, l'd have called to you. Then would you have come with me Long, long ago? Or would you have laughed at me? How can I ever know? I.l'l'ILI,li K.XllI.KlR, 10-B. .-XX INDIANS SUM MER If I had been an Indian, lYith my roof the star-lit sky. I could have watched the summer nights Go slipping slowly by. I'd have sat and listened To the hum and drone of bees, .Xnd watched the morning sunlight Come sifting through the trees. ,Xxnv Dmnxr, ll-H. TIIII IIIQNTICR If I had been an Indian iXnd walked the forest paths, I'd not have killed the deer and bear- Xor shot the little rabbit there. The deer and bear I'd left unharmed Where I, the Indian, went. But l'd have made a garden Around my peaceful tent. Uris Iixlmaiz, I0-B. I.Ewls lli21.FRlcH. 10 R FRI ENDS One night alone at loss I mused .Xnd looked upon the books unused. Red and green and brown and buff, Rows and rows of useless stuff! I weakened, and I took a book XYhich only time had ne'er forsook. .Xnd lo, he took me hand in hand, I joined that carefree vagabond band. We took the king's money, we took the king's deer, XYe would give it to others, then disappear. My eyes were clear, my legs were strong, I.ife came. life went-a beautiful song. Our domain was as Richards, and the earth, the sky, We plnndered together, fair Robin and I. -Iqtllll-1R'l' lI1vNoR. 10-,-X. .XIR CASTLIQS I want to be an aviator And sail the skies above, just to be a navigator .Xmong the things I love. I want to meet the sun and moon When I go sailing high, iknd perhaps a little star or two! ,Xnd bring back from the sky .X bit of blue for a summer gown, ,X cloud for a scarf and hat, .Xnd skim the cream from the milky way To please my Maltese Cat. XIICRA Xlxsozv, io-R. .X IIYAIN The untired sun from day to day lloes his Creator's power display: .Xnd shows to those in every land The work of an .-Xlmighty Hand. -IZLNIER IIl'l3B.XRll, lil Ii page I1z111a'1'cd fctuzfm 11

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THE S O HIAN 1930 MARCH Monday Tuesday XVednesday Thursday Friday Saturday 3 National Honor Society presented Scholarship Cup to South Elemen- tary Grades. 4 Initiation of Girls' S Club new members. Tutor Club presented play in Junior Chapel. 5 In Senior Chapel play is presented by Tutor Club. Glee Clubs sang over station VVFJC. 6 Home Economics Club elected officers. 7 Tournament Pep meet- ing. South 21, Salem 20 8 Games. Youngstown East 17, South 21, Canton 17, South 16. 10 11 12 13 14 15 Senior Dramatic Club Home 8: School League. Freshman Group, Tra- Tournament Games. Home 81 School League held special meeting. Jrs. vs. Srs. basketball ditions of South, by Masked Marvels pre- party held at Akron game in boys' gym. Varsity S boys. sented in chapel 8th Pure Milk Hall. Tightwad presented period. Limerick con- by Alumni at M. O'NeiI test began. auditorium. I7 18 19 20 21 22 St. Patrick's Day. Upper Class Group, Girls' chapel. Neigh- Sohian Dance at South Charm Thru Dress, borsAround the W'orld Hi. Limerick Contest Miss Lathrop of Uni- -France, Madame Bon closed. versity. Fils. 24 25 26 27 28 29 Recognition chapel. Band played for Ken' more High in the morn- ing and McGuffey So- Bird- House Contest Held at different schools ciety in the evening. 31 1-2 15-16 2 21 5 1 1 1 g Senior Prom. NVest High Girls' ln- Girls' S Club Fare- C166 Clubs DFSSCHIBK1 h5gS::n1cif.2EiI H strumental quartet. well Banquet for sketches from Operetta. ' 3-4 Seniors. 17 Band leaves for Mans- field, Ohio. 22 4-5 Operetta, Riding Down the Sky. Neighbors Around the World - Roumaniau- Mrs. S. D. Stanson. National Honor Society Alumni Banquet. 7 Freshman Group - The Cavalier Girls. Jr. U Red Cross Inter- national Program. 23 6 Senior Class Day, Rec- ognition chapel. 9 , 'Ho Girls' Hs Club Annual 8 25 Semol' Play' Picnic. Baccalaureate Sermon. Ffeshman GrOup'HG00d Stunt Night for Girls 13 winners, good losers. - S Club. Upper C1355 Group- 29 11 Charm, Thru Person- , . . alityf, 5em01- farewell, Honor Society Banquet for Hrst ten. 13-14 Recognition Chapels. 30 12 Memorial Day 14 Commencement Day. Track Meets. Executive Council give 13 15 banquet for Honor C1056 of 5611001 and VVomanhood Cup. Society in May. Senior Banquet. page hzmdrcd si.rtccn

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I T I-IE SOI-IIAN1930 'AVJXLUESU I want to be an Indian! And, if please, should my soul be suffered transmigration, Do give it lodging in the heart of a youth- ful, strong, and carefree Indian. You know the kind-a Hiawatha. There must be Nokomis and the moon, The stars, the trees, and flowers, The birds, the deer, The rivers and lakes, and-lllinnehaha. Traitor! you cry. Then do you start a veritable eulogy Of life, and great and noble deeds, Of citizenship, of progressg Thence of knowledge-oh, oh, stop! That word progress, it overpowers the senses Like a hypodermic shot. The head a sinking meteor Severed, it leaps and bounds Through strange and heavy atmospheres. The breath comes hard in long and wheez- ing gasps. The eyes squint dully at a soiled and sooty Sky, A grimy, greased-up garden-was that Eden? Knowledge. Science. These the swords You dangle at my face while so you taunt, Petty dreamer, still you yearn for false ephemeral worlds? You seek for wonder, blind you are when Iron-sheathed giants that meet the sky XVith thousand gleaming eyes at night Do scorn and mock the Parthenon. Yet have you but begun. I shrink and shrivel, shamed. But I did want the clear blue sky, the God in Indian days, The deep, blue dimitied bosom of the heavens Bereft of haggled silken robes, You see 'twas but a dream, How dared I give it voice? Deep in my soul, a whisper, yet I want to be an Indian! A -IRENE SALAI, 12-A. SONGS The babbling brook is free again To travel on its way, And meadow larks are back again IYith songs so sweet and gay. I think if I could be a bird XVithin God's leafy world, I'd sing and sing of nothing else But spring and flowers unfurled. JAMES GREENLEE, ll,-A. THE RAG MAN He has a beard HIICI his clothes are old: His shoes are worn and full of holes, His wagon makes a lot of noise Like a gang of mischievous boys, His call is heard throughout the street Soft as sound of shuffling feet. -Pl-:TER PAKZTIS, 10-B. THE EARLY BIRD lYhen Father takes his spade to dig, Then Robin comes alongg He sits upon a little twig And sings a little song. Or, if the trees are rather far, He does not stay alone, But comes up close, where we are, And hops upon a stone. -MARGERY ZIGLER, IO-B. PERHAPS If I had been an Indian XYay back in '76, I would have had a camp-fire Made of many sticks. .-Xnd when the white man came with guns And billowy wagons white, I would have taught him how to Ilsh, And thought him quite all right. I would have sho-wn him how to hunt And swim: and when he felt That I was mild, perhaps I might Have tied his scalp to my belt. -IEYELYN Hoovrziz, I1-A. MY NYORLD NYhen skies are blue and balmy And soft the breezes blow, And the birds are warbling gaily- That is the world I know. I walk through fields enchanted Of beauty ever rare, Through wondrous miles of grass and leaf And know no woe or care. lYe have a thought to ponder On how this came to be. From the Keeper-of-all-things, far above, It seems quite clear to me. ILXNIHREXV REISINLQIQR, IO-B. I should love to be an artist, And have wings to Hy the air Until I found a pretty spot To paint a picture fair. There I would paint a masterpiece- ,-X masterpiece so rare That every one would marvel .Xt the colors glowing there. -F ER N1-: Sro M BA HGH, 10-B. page lzzmdrcd cfiglztccn