St Ignatius High School - Ignatius Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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F Jfeff l'l'lClfI'l 0l00l i5 OIL . . . F Es MAN NIGHT 'iFreshman Night began when on the night of October 27th all the Bennys gath- ered in the upper gym for a night of festivi- ties. Mr. Lipps gave the welcoming address in which he stated the hopes of all the teachers that the class of '51 would be the best ever to come out of St. lgnatius. l-le in turn handed the microphone over to Tom Bridgman who was the Master of Cere- monies for the evening. Now the program was divided into six contests. The first of these was the Dribbling Contest Anyone who dared enter this race had to have both speed and accuracy combined. A few fellows started out fine but when they looked up into the stands they lost the ball. But these incidents make for confusion, and there was plenty of that. When the race was over and the judges huddled, l-G seemed to have won. All in all, the con- testants seemed pretty winded. The next contest was the Three.Legged Race and it was one of the funniest of the whole evening. The crowd had such a good time watching the contestants pick themselves off the floor that, before you knew it, the race was over. lt seems that l-B had the best waddlers for they won. Now the next race was what everyone had been waiting for, the Peanut Race ln the absence of peanuts large black jelly beans were used, The black beans did not hold their dye very well, and after a few gentle pokes from the freshies' noses, they began to get a bit sticky, both of which factors improved the competition consider- ably. When the race started out everything was honest. But after awhile, when the con- testants saw how hard the task was and what had to be done, they started playing outside the rules. And from then on it was a melee. Some, instead of hitting the little jelly beans with their nose, were blowing and hitting them. Then one contestant dared to pick it up under his nose and run with it. There was so much shouting, yelling and cheering that everyone was hoarse for the rest of the evening. But l-C must have practiced, for they dominated all the cheer- ing, This was a contest which we all en- joyed. But the real joke was when all the fellows in the hall were wiping the dirt off their noses. And for a few days there were plenty of sore noses on certain freshmen, especially from those of l-E, who spared no sacrifice and courageously carried off hon- ors in this event. Following the Peanut Race was the South vs. West Basketball Game This was really a game. The West proved its superiority over the South by a score of 20 to 6. After this were the Relay Races in which l-C was again victorious. This race was interesting, especially when a few of the fellows dropped the stick they were to carry and had to run back for it. And now came a long awaited exhibition, the Fights And were they good! ln the light division Dynamite Donald Chojnacki took on l-lorrible'-' Harry Belluomini. Dynamite's main defense was the old right and left while the l'lorrible's was body blows. But Dynamite came out on top in a thrilling exhibition ln the medium division Bruiser Bragiel fought Killer Keating. lt was a dynamic struggle but l'Bruiser triumphed. And now the crowd went wild when it was

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T LE UHTH TELLI G Eeeeeeeeeeee - A piercing scream, followed by a loud splash, and another victim of Horrible Harry was enveloped by the murky depths of the East Chicago river. The night was silent, the dim, narrow street, illuminated only by an occasional street lamp, was void of the human element. A short way up the street, a large black cat could be seen entering a dark, forbod- ing passageway. Suddenly, a screechl When last seen, that black cat was still scampering at its maximum celerity, with the long black tail stretched far between its legs, in a direction quite opposite to that of the dark, foreboding passageway. And what caused this sudden timidity in an ani- mal respected by many for its hereditary and no doubt imaginary powers of black magic? Ah my friends, you guessed it. lt was none other than Horrible Harry, the terror of the sheet-clad race! But why, you ask, does this ordinary ghost cause intelligent humans to leap to their deaths? Now there's where you're wrong, my readers. Horrible Harry is no ordinary ghost. Permit me to pause here and relate to you the history of Horrible Harry. Harry's veritable name was Herodosus Samatroshus Michadeloshus Paraswazelo- shus Schlump, and he was the last of a long line of very wicked rulers of the kingdom of lratspatasmopolotesonialimote, known today as lran. He governed this small nation when the famed Pharaohs of Egypt were busy constructing their pyramids. But was Harry satisfied with the mere building of pyramids? Ah no, for he took great pleasure in spending his days and nights dreaming up hideous tortures with which he liquidated his numerous enemies. When Harry died, or rather was silently slaughtered much to the delight of his subjects, he was immedi- ately brought before the District Chapter, Local 467, of the U. O. G. CUnion of Organ- ized Ghostsl. Deerning his earthly record so terrible that he shouldn't even be allowed to enter a respectable society of organized ghosts, the precinct captain promptly in- structed Harry that he couldn't become a chartered member until he obtained for the cult five hundred more ghosts. He could use only his ghostly appearance in scaring people to death, and so the captain gave him one concession. He provided that all the most terrifying features of all the most horrible ghosts should be incorporated into Harry. And thus Harry started. And now, thousands of years later, Harry was still attempting to reach his quota. He had to his credit four hundred and ninety- nine hapless, former humans who had fallen into his clutches. Only one more! How elated Horrible Harry was when he spied a diminutive youngster of possibly eight years skipping merrily down the street. Harry flew down to the next corner as fast as his sheet would carry him, thinking always, Only one more and then l'm a full-fledged ghost. As he appeared to the startled youth, he donned his most gruesome expression, thinking that this would be his one grand finale. To Harry's horror and dismay, the young- ster merely laughed at him! Laughed at him? Horrible Harry, the most terrifying ghost? No, this couldn't be! And yet the lad showed no sign at all of timidity. Say Mistherf' laughed the youngster, Halloween isn't for another month yet. Disheartened, discouraged, dismayed, Horrible Harry slunk away with as sad a heart as a ghost could have. So my dear friends, if you ever should chance to meet poor Horrible Harry slowly floating through the dark, nocturnal streets, just pass on to him a word of cheer, for Horrible Harry shall never enter the ranks of genuine ghosts!

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announced that the heavyweight bout would soon be under Way. ln it Lyons the Lion fought HBesch the Bouncer. Besch had Lyons against the ropes a couple of times but he came out again to Win. lt is interesting to note that the Scholastics served as the posts to hold up the ring in these boxing matches. Next on the program was a Tug-of-War in which all participated. lt was fat against muscle, and as usual muscle triumphed. When the scores Were figured up and all the points tabulated Class l-C Was found to be the champion of the evening, with l-G in second place, and l-E in a close third. And then chow. There Was ice-cream, pop, candy, and hot-dogs which all en- joyed after their appetite had been Worked up with all the activity. As We started home I could see that all of the freshmen would long remember this our Freshman Night, Where fun and sport were mingled to give us a most enjoyable evening. l Want to take this opportunity to thank all the priests and scholastics on be- half of all the freshmen for this fine example of the greatness of St. Ignatius. .4523 214- :fl Q . if ,. 1. f xx 4 H132 Hb' 4, 1 ri f . ' mar. .' .J . 5 V .40 ,. V W Y hr H' . x -Q, . 4 tr .': 1 ' '. ,,.Wli , 1. ,gig ,Qi 455 , it . WW., rag, ,. ,, 1 I a . ,vin f ,f , ,' ,