Southwestern High School - Prospector Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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Seniors in Clever Comedy The Cast The eighteenth semi-annual senior play, The Lion and the Mouse, by Charles Klein, was pre- sented in the school auditorium on the nights of April 30 and May 1. lt was gratifying to those c011- nected with the play to learn that the presentation was a success. Grace Sam took the lead portraying the char- acter of Shirley Rossmore. Phil Sheridan in the role of Jefferson Ryder supported Grace. Shirley's father, Judge Rossmore, is being persecuted by a ruthless politician, Ready Money Ryder. Shirley vows to protect her father from Ryder, which she Presentation of the Picic lily lnnNic :MILLER We, the class of June, 1931, have attained our goal, graduation, towards which we have been striv- ing for four years. We have not forgotten the price- less aid that this pick has given us, and because we want you, the 1213 class, to succeed as we have, we present this worthy symbol to you. We know that you will use it to carry on for the good of Southwestern, and we wish you the happiest semester you have spent. THE ADDRESS OF THE PRESIDENT fc0lIClltllPd from page 151 made it possible for us to finish our school work. I only hope that we may all repay you two-fold for your endeavors and atone for all the worries which we have caused you. I wish also to thank every teacher whose patient diligence and struggle have offered us the helping hand over the daily problems which confronted us. In my estimation their influ- ence is second only to that of our parents. Lastly, l wish to thank the members of the ad- ministration, whose watchful eyes have kept each one of us from making serious mistakes. They have aided us in picking the best stepping stones to our goal, they have offered advice and silently received the rebuffs which we, perhaps, have offered at one time or another in not accepting their counsel. Thus it comes that in leaving the school we love, we carry with us high hopes, a set goal in life, and the stand- ard, No prize without a struggle? most successfully does. As Shirley and Jefferson have fallen in love, the iinal curtain falls upon the usual scene in which the heroine surrenders to the strong hero. Those appearing in the cast are: Alda Limin- ski and Francis Mihalik as Eudoxia, Steve Wolf, Rev. Pontiiex Deetleg Barbara Masecar and Eleanor Damrow. Jane Deetle, Emily Anderson, Mrs. Ross- more, Dorothy Cogger, Miss Nesbit, Robert E. Fox, Judge ltossmore, Louis Barolo, Ex-Judge Stott, Henry Schneidewind, Expressman, Grace Sam, Shirley, Phil Sheridan, Jefferson Ryder, Charles Stafford, Hon. Fitz-Roy Bagley, Charles Samu, Jor- kins, Hazen Hunt, Senator Roberts, Alice Machus, Kate Roberts, Myrtle Swift, Mrs. John Burkett Ry- der, Arthur Murray, .lohn Burkett Ryder, and Mar- garet Molnar, Maid. The Senior Class wishes to express its appre- ciation to all who helped make this play a success, and especially to the following: Directors, Miss Marion Davis, and Miss Joanna Savage, Stage Man- ager, Jack Evert, Properties, Emma Csircsu, Pro- grams, lrene Miller, Tickets, Miss Alice Tucker, and Ross Holland, Publicity, Harold Langley, Posters, Jack Evert, Business Manager, Mrs. Hazel Hiinesg Staging, Miss Fern Cornville, Ushering, Lieutenant Yeager, Furniture, White Furniture Co., Music, Southwestern Orchestra, Direction of Mrs. Martina Pack, Accompanist, Mrs. Lester Stone. Acceptance of the Pick By NOIRMAN Ki-1l'Pi:N, 12B It is with a deep feeling of responsibility that we, the under-graduates of Southwestern, accept this pick. We are sure that it will always be a source of inspiration to us. There will be pleasure as well as regret-pleasure from the kindly Wishes that the seniors extend with the pick as a symbol, while the regrets arise when we look forward to Southwestern without the class of '31 and later to our own gradu- ation. The 12B class joins me in extending to you seniors sincere wishes for great success. THE VALEDICTORY flloncluded from page 152 easily provided education, He did not educate him- self by mere wishes or haphazard effort on his part. It took constant study, hard work, and the desire to succeed. He never once lost sight of his goal in the face of the most disheartening obstacles. And was he not amply rewarded for his work? Did he not gain the love, respect, and admiration of the whole world as acknowledgment? So we see, my friends, that 110 prize can be won without a struggle. It may be a mental strug- gle, a physical struggle, a struggle with finances, or perhaps one against treacherous comrades. Fur- thermore, we know that anything which is worth possessing is well worth the arduous struggle to obtain it. Let us take this viewpoint in our future happiness and success. It is priceless-this prize of education! Let us iight for it-and fight hard-with all our might, our strength, and our energy! Page Twenty-three

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Page The Class of 9331 A SAGA by LOUIS GEORGE TYRNA O woe is me! O, woe is me! To write this kind of poetry! But poets are born and never made, And fakers in. the distance fade, And I was born, so there, you see, I'm licensed to write poetry. You've heard about our senior class, Of every senior lad and lass, They're famous people every one In this our class of '31, So here's a little rythmic game 'Bout those who to the foreground came. I'll tell you something of their fame, And you try guessing at their name. Two lads, both of them quite the same, High-minded and of equal fame, Both of them live in open air, Of that I'm sure you're quite aware. Now guess their name. Oh, yes, you can! Bill Degner and Phil Sheridan. A little fellow short and spry, Who cannot ever tell a lie- Who likes bananas, likes a pie, Likes the girls, but won't tell why, Don't tell me you don't know this lad! He's sometimes good and sometimes bad. Now think a little, use some force. Is it Monk Harris? Why, of course! Do tell me now who this can be, A son of sunny Italy, Who sleeps in walks and walks in sleep, Whose gaze is vacant, blank and deep, Who thinks .that sleeping is a duty, Barolo is our sleeping beauty. Four fellows here all quite unlike, And n.one of them is labeled Mike , One's an athlete, sage and wise, An Aristotle in disguise, The other is a handsome boy, Smiling, blushing, somewhat coy. The third is quiet as can be, Hardly ever talks to me. The fourth, however, that's the one That's always sharing someone's fun, His laugh is roaring, his voice is bass, The look's determined on. his face. Now tell me do you know these hicks? Bolog, Budnik, Boris, Briggs. A clever lawyer, full of Wit, Who in this world shall do his bit, Is this precocious scholar lad In learning's clothing richly clad. His ringing voice the crowds will hail, His arms express what words may fail, His manly head's a well-filled dome, In arguments he feels at home. Now, surely you know wnom I mean- James Emery Matyi-future dean. Twenty-two Allow me to present you now Two chums, who enter with a bow, You'll always find them side by side In every walk of life or ride, Who always have the greatest time Borrowing someone else's dime. .lf they had six and you had one, They'd borrow yours and then be gone. They never argue, never fight, And always share their apple bite. Now guess their names. O, sure, you can! They're Milkovie an.d Sullivan. And now, my friends, p1'ay do tell me Just who that handsome boy may be With smiling face and rolled up sleeves, Who through hard work his goal achieves, A true Adonis, Oh, Oh, Oh! Where he came from I do not know. Of swimming fame, a baseball man, Who plays and swims as no one can, The kind the girls keep dreaming of, In precious little dreams of love. Pray don't you know who that may be? It's Vincent Kadi, Q. E. D. Of athletes that have been and are, There's none so great from near or far, There's none that ever can compare, And none to ever do and dare As all of our athletes have done! And ah, 'tis sad! They'll now be gone To do no more for Blue and Gold. No more her banner to unfold On track, gridiron, diamond, court. No more to strive in their old sport, But they'1l be there, you bet they will, To cheer and shout and fight and thrill, Their names are only too well known, And fame is by their letters shown. Now I could tell you lots of things, A lot of funny, queer, strange things, About the other senior lads, About their habits and their fads. But then, in poems of this sort, Space is precious, time is short, And I must write a W01'd or two About the senior girls for you. Now there is Margie Schupiter, A clever girl if you know her. She reads and talks psychology- A Prima Donna prodigy, Who lives in songs, and that's the game That holds her future and her fame. And I think I'd do awful wrong, While speaking here of fame and song, If I should tell you nothing of Our Dorothy Welch's song of love- Her sweet and plaintive crooning voice Is certainly a young man's choice. CContinued an page 242

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Boys' Class Review BY HENRY SCHNEIDEWIND The once frightened freshmen of yesterday are now the dignified seniors of today. Being no excep- tions, we can remember the different stages of mind and body we have passed through g and now we find ourselves membe1's of the largest graduating class in the history of Southwestern High School. When we were freshmen, the upper classmen noted our presence when one of our boys dived into the pool, and by some clever means fwhich they never could lind outj raised a nice egg on that part of onets self which holds the brain, if any. In the tenth grade our boys went to River Rouge Park for a picnic. In the eleventh grade, several of the groups came together, and united all but a few of the boys that were to be together for graduation. During that year we won the in- tramural basketball championship, as we were to do again in the twelfth grade, and were the first to win the cup which now goes to the champions. Right up to the last minute, the boys thought they were going to win the attendance contest with the girls, but lost Qscore 97.75 to 97.50J. Consequently the boys gave their first dance fa contest to see if the boys could hold their ground at the gym wallsj. Finally, at the beginning of the twelfth year, all the boys were united into the large group that we have brought to graduation. We are proud in looking over the scholarship and athletic achieve- ments of the school, in which the seniors were very well represented. Of the social events, the Senior Prom was the nicest and most outstanding in the memory. The senior play, The Lion and the Mouse, given on the evenings of April 30 and May 1, was a marked success and enjoyed by all. In closing, we sincerely hope that the June class of '31 may go ahead and make better and more notable history. The Girls of '31 BY ANNA ZLINE The present senior girls we1'e divided into many groups while in the ninth and tenth grades. Out of these, the largest group, having about sixty-seven girls, met in 202-N and the second largest met in the library, with Mrs. Goodrich, adviser. It was not until all the groups were combined in the eleventh grade under the leadership of Mrs. Goodrich and Mrs. Gove that the group became more active and noticeable. For now began the co-operation and even competition between the girls' and the boys' groups. In the meantime both groups were eagerly awaiting the most important and enjoyable sem- ester of the four-year career at Southwestern-the senior term. The girls immediately made plans so that when becoming seniors they would not be com- pelled to have any financial worries. They had two bake-sales, both highly successful. Another means used to secure money was selling Christmas cards. The girls came into the 12-A grade with a sum in Page Twenty-four the treasury large enough to finance several in- formal parties. I would not do justice to the history of the girls if I did not mention the outstanding members who have greatly helped to make it memorable. Our president in the 12-B grade was Dorothy Welch. She proved to be so competent that upon becoming seniors we unanimously elected her as vice-presi- dent. The attendance and other clerical work was taken care of by Violet Klein, Lucille Kubitzsky, and Jean Bourbonais. Violet Cook spent long hours taking care of our report cards and other records. We have three members of the debating team, Emily Anderson, Emma Gaty, and Helen Farkas. Helen also brought us honor by winnin.g second prize in the state declamation contest. Seven girls in the class have won the S through hard work in the athletic field. Our scholastic record is most out- standing. We have eight members who have been on the final honor roll every semester during the four years. Thus ends the eventful history of the indus- trious and talented group of girls. The Class of '31 flfontinuell from page 221 Then here's a girl sits next to me In class each day in historyg Smiling, laughing, always gay, Pretty, darling, nice, that way. Her hair is black, her eyes so brown, And you should see her Class Day gown. Now it is rather hard for me To mention many names, you seeg And then, there are so many girls That my head simply whirls and whirls Whene'er I think of all the time I'd take to get their names to rhyme. For there are girls who must have beaus, And girls known for their powdered nose, Or maybe for the dress they wear, For black or brown or golden. hair. Then there are girls so scholarly, The girls who know their A. B. C., And like the maidens in a book, Some can sing and some can cook. Then there are those who like to talk, And girls who like to take a walk, And even 'mongst them there are some Contin.ually chewing gum. And girls who in groups congregate, Girls who argue and debate. And oh, there's such variety Of girls in our society That you can pick most any kind That you may ever hope to find. And then you must agree with me, Be ye whoever ye may be, That this is surely, ah, alas, Our greatest graduating class! And search no matter where you may, On to thy very dying day, You'll never find another one Like this, our class of '31.