Tipton High School - Tiptonian Yearbook (Tipton, IN)

Text from Pages 1 - 84 of the 1912 volume:

Z 1 9 a a Q E 5 i E E E, W U5 5 i Q li TQ mi sl 2 E 5 5 3 E 1 ? 'E u is f, I 5 3 5 S 3 F 2 Q' M 5 - .-....,.....,.n.....,............ -.... . .-.,-..........,. ... ..-.i--.--n,.--,.1..l1.....- m-.m.,, ,M ...S 6'The Tiptoniann Senior Class ofATipton High School 1912 I Nha hsharh us thrnuglg mug lgarh pulls, 5 , . - 5 i7 F . ' '.r 'J F, :I-gl yu . :I V' yu, Y ,P -1' ,. V. I V 1,17 r .L, , , H35- iz. :Hy ,T . Jrqx, Ci 55 155 X. sg , .zpgk , lx ' The Tz'p1f0nz'fHz X ffl If v If 'J FACULTY lg-1:-up NIR. C. F. I'AT'l'l'IHSON Supt. of ,Public Schools. History. 5 The Tiptonian The Tiptoniarz I MISS ICLINOR K. TOWNE, 4 NIR G G DODDQ MISS WI . . . . ,,, A . AUDE IC. PATI Latin. Prin ' .l. ' Clp'l Enghf-lh. History and German. 6 MISS e Tiptonian 'ws- MYRTLIC li. THORNTON, MISS J. MAFDE BENNETT NIH B F HORTON NIR . , A . . . , , A .HARRIS R. VATL. 3I?ltll0lll2ltiL'S. Mzlthelmltius. SC'i9llK'9. Music :md Athh-tics. 7 The Tiptonian A Class Poem-Poetical Review O Muse, but smile on my endeavor To praise the virtues, talents high lVhich do imbue my class, forever O hear my prayer and be thou nigh The weak and stuttlring tongue to prod To words and thoughts both true and sweet: In fields where honored bards have trod, Dirert my footsteps, guide my feet. My friends, if anything I say May chanf-e to hurt, just think, t ie way Of telling things he has not learned: To other work he should have turned. I pray these lines may nrt be spurned. 461 In Freshman Class we sixty Were, .lust thirty Sophomores got through And twenty Juniors, but astir We got, and Seniors tried and true Ive have today full twenty-five And everyone is quite alive. All skilled in more or less degree In Mathematics, Latin Three, In German, Science, .Latin Four, I11 Chemistry, almost a score, In English, History, or, perhaps In Latin, Two, some merry chaps VVho failed a couple years ago And pressed by weightier Love-ah-so. In Senior days must now return And midnight oil most zealous burn. Shall we forget our speakers three? Great speakers ne'er to beaten bel In Oratory and Debate VVe'll meet all comers, soon or late, On any field which you may choose, lVl1ere everything u'e'll gain or loseg Above all other things we're true To the White rose and Prussian blue- We live our motto, best we could get. HI am a part of all I've met. --.ALLEN R. JOHNSON SENIOR CLASS MOTTO Frisch begonnen, halb gewonnen. COLORS Green and VVhite. FLOWER White Carnation. YELL li00ll16l'ElCki1i Boonierackn Boomeracree Ripazipa! Ripazilm! VVho are we? Tipton Seniors! Don't you see? Nineteen Twelve! President. ...... . . OFFICERS Vice-President ....... Secreta1'y-Treasurer.. . . . Chaplain ............ Sargent-at-Arms .... Class Wit ...... 9 ..Frzmk Hardy . ...Anna Moore . . .Louis Foster . .Paul Bennett Herman Hosier ..I'Iarle Ludwig The Tiptonian The Tiptonian IJOROTIIY BICLL. Her g'1'1-zltest trouble is G. G. Dodds. Could she only get him regulated to :1 reasonable degree of leusomtblulless, like T. R.. for instanc-e!!!. She g1'o:Ltly dis- tinguishes herself by solving inathe- uutticul problems vorren-tlyQYl and up- holding llel' views against the whole class. Her favorite quotation is. Am I my h1'otlu-r's km-vpn-1'7 FRANK YOUNG HARDY. HF1'illlk Young Hardy, nearly always tardyf! This appropriate selection is not appropriate any more. Herr Dodds has made an iron-clad rule that each person arriving after 8:45 need not ar- rive at all. Tho' Franklin is presi- dent, he is not an advocate of the - terms. 10 M. EUGICNI A Nl CHU LSON. Little Mary at lirst thought tlutt her final thesis would he on the subjeet of YVOllli1H,S SuH'rage, but she soon decided that that topic wus too deep for her active little brain. so she determined to write about l'l1ysieu.l Requisites for tHello' g'irls.', This trifling episode shows the general tendenvy of lu-r ambitious disposition. CLYDE BARR. Connnonly known as Durns.,' This, however, does not mean durn no. He acquired this eognomen from his re- semblanee, in infaney, to a eolor-blind magician. His most notable character- istics are his fondness for football and :L certain lfreslnmni girl. ANNA MAE MOOR I-I. She is demure as a bean blossom and as contented as a bumbleebee. Among a class of German stars, i. e., stars in Ger- nian, she is the brightest. She is also a favorite with the Professor of Depart- ment. ll The Tiptonzan RALPH SMITH. Ralph is, without doubt, at star in all football and baseball matters. Ile is captain of the illustrious baseball tuain of T. H. S.. which has been defeated but onvo to date during its sensational career. It is with gre-at pride and preju- diee that we count him among our inunbvr. The Tiptonian l.Ul'lS ll l-'US'l'lCli. lll such :I small fqrzlvc it is llllllllSSllill' to do justioo to such il 1't'110Wll4!ll Smiiur. 'llhvrv is only room for im-ulinll nf suvh lriflf-s as his ey:-brows, his hair and his English recitations. Uv has flgl'lll't'll prominvutly as il riugist mul an ntllloiv. Thr- luftvr is tho rvsuli of his p1':1m-tiuv at his home, wlu-rv hr- is snmr'lin1f'.w sm-u swec-ping oil' thx- fruut porch. MA UDIG XYIGG INS. There is :L Shy Senior named Maude, Who oftvu tulivs jouruvys abmumleg YYith hor own darling beau She quite often does genu- With her charms F0rrcst's quite 0Yt'l'illld0. 12 CARY I, OA KISS. We knmr il young' mam mum-nl Cn Who nm-v got llllllSl'lf in dire puryl Hu run from tho girls. XYith thvir lwuuliful virls ml at last had tu hills- in ai hnryl. lil DRDY XYIl li.X'l'l,lCY. Bubbles is a synonym for good- natnrv. llc lit:-rally lmlrlulus over with Slllll4'S. llis S0lll'l'f'St lllflllgllti are of G0l'll'llll1'. and 1-wil than he laughs-not at hm-r. Init with hor. Hr- llllljOl'S in Latin anal lllllllll'H in 1'V0l'yfllillQ' also. ICDNA LITTLE. llcr voice is eval' sweet, gentle and so low that it can hardly be heard. She is a nlelnhor of the gJirl's quartet and is the class yell leader, for which she has par- ticular qualifications. She stars in Latin and in thx- north end of town. 13 The Tiptonian DUN.-ll.lJ BONES Tlll'ISllJDlCll. Sonic pe-uplo mlvlight. in lllllliillg sar- vastie l'l'lllZll'liS1 utlu-rs likv colfee. Our dear Donald ln-lung-s to tha- latter class. Especially is this so at our 4-lass parties. llc is wry popular with nmru girls than uno: still he has his plvfon-llcvs. The Tiptonian EARLE LUDWIG. llc- is conceded to he the c-lass wit. ln time he will doubtless he n George fAdel Ill, his fables being the main cause for this disgrace. He has other qualities, traits :ind Olinrzu'te1'isti0s, but they are loo nuim-rouw to mention. VALLICE FRANCI S. Every morning at 8155 for 12, as the 1. U. T. Co. willsj , she leaves mamma and Henry behind and 1lIEi1l1l19l'S to Tip- ton, Where she snends as little of the day as possible at T. H. S. While here she amuses herself by reading Maucallay on Addison and eating in Room 13. 14 HERMAN H0081 E ll. Here he is-Six-foot-four. Ile has zit- tained a liiglieiqmositioii than any of his classmates. XVhen snow is c-onveuient he 1-lmses snnwlmlls up and down the aislesg when Vullivv is eonvenieiit. he lnuglis. The Tipton T. l5l'Rl1'Ull'1' Rl lB1NbON. He was horn May 11. 1911. Following this lhis birthl came a long series of momentous events, all of which may be summed np under one head-love. The thing he likes mostf YJ to do is to skip Chem. Lab. work. lt is with great pleasure that we recall his darling oratory. Ile never lets himself be en- cumbered with mere facts, when he wislled to convince an audience. Xotc: HJ stands for S. 0. B. MARY BAKEII. We know by her sedate and unassum- ing actions, as well as by mere recollec- tion, that she came into our class from the strict confines of St. Joseplfs Acad- emy. Nevertheless, this recent experi- ence seems not to have paralyzed her ability to have a good time. sans the knowledge of the teachers. 15 P.-Xl' l. BEN Nl'I'l l'. Vommonly known as Count De lloho, No Vount, Count De Rinx-no dilference. as long: as its a count. Ile made himself famous by the way he captivated the Svnior girls. But tnrough all these at- tentions nis face rc-maim-d in front. ia n The Tiptonian Al.l,I'IN JOHNSON. Connnonly known as Alu-, whiuln is an al1ln'i-riatimi of Almraliani Lincoln. As a Sllllllllg 1-xamplv to all future Freslnncn. lm made a gt-ncral average of 100 oncc during his Frm-slnnan ya-ar. His most salient cllaractcristic is the ability to tlglit it out to tho hitter ond. Despite all tlu-so good qualitios. lic is pretty nicc. MAMMIE MURIEL WATSON. Sho is without doubt a great adniircr of Lcw Shank. Having' principles of lwr own about anibroidvring on Sunday in general and religion in particular, she would no doubt make an cxcellc-nt wife for some lninistcrially inclined young man. VVQ shall, llOXVOV0l', not attempt to dictate concerning such affairs. 3 J 'XE 'fdlff 1 ,T-Yi' ,gf XX il K 'QSEZ cg ff F, pw Q ,QL ff I . X 5 ff' ' ' '22 s.:::' W! Q-..,. I, ' 'shi 'W f-i Nu- A 5f-'imwweyp f ff W 2592? 5' f ,-'li QQZ? ir Q 5 ,,f::Tq ff ffx- , ' ' Z Wa 2 f Q I eff , 5. ... EMUN --5 - ' 5? E9 am AU - 'ZZ X wx My A CL. 1 f E, Xl: ,A U 1,5 .,. Ski - f ,?fg X IQ!! If 7 1 X 4 W! f :wsu x AQWQ fwf. f ' f f, f 7 M I 'I'-'af Il' ' I' 'fl' 4 X ' Y ya ikk, H 'is .113-1? 17 The Y7ptonian The Tiptonian JUNIOR CLASS MOTTO. Kaine Rosen ohne Dornen. COLORS. Old Gold and Black. FLOWER. Dark Rod UE1l'll2ltlUll. Y IC LL. St1'uwbc1'l'y Sllortv:llw, Rlnulmrh Pio. V-l-G-T-O-R-Y. Will we win? W1-ll, I should gless! Juniors! Juniors! 7 Vice-President .......... I resident ....... . . . . . . OFFICERS. Sec1'etzu'y and Treasurer .... Assistant Business Manager.. Joke Editor ............... Calendar Editor ..... 18 Yes! Yew! ! Ye-S! ! ! . . . . . . .Enola Ijillllll . . .Roma Brookbann . . . . . . .Edith Scully . . . . .Myron Seright .Harry Albershardt ...... .Edna Bunch JUNIORS T11 0 lipfozzi Iwlli' - 1 :-:.', IP.. ,W .4 W, gs , 3 ,, ' L L V gc Q 5 ' f '!y ' 1.4 Q. V 5 'ws 'm-N l ' wmv 'fn CN Y pun lfrulxi lhm'-llvllm-I Huml. linulzl Dzlllm. Iillllil Nlim-lu-1, ,xllllil I:UYll'Nllll!'Ql'l', Alix-v lllllnlnlwl lwtlwx' lllmm lhlpll P'll'4Illl hm-ll:1l'l'y.XIlwl'Nll:l1'1l1. llammlll Ifrisx. llvlvn Hlllblblll'll.1iL'lll Liltlv. lfhlxm lhlnvlm. lhmlu Ill-uuklnlnk. Nlurv lflelnmns, I rwl Ilauliwh 1.1-ul'-w Hmm-r 19 The Tiptorzian I JUNIORS lim-k limi'-Nom Snwlsm-1', Dallas XYill'IlP. Stilllllv' SllI'll1gK'l', Allipn YYl1i+,tl0, Myroi U- g , 5 1 Sui ht I mlitli hcallv Xhml Nurri l'1'smt llow-llaiylnoml Littlv, Alicv l'.vlu-, Mario Sutrivli, Will ZL'lllli'l', Dora I7 20 s, Ms-riulll 'l'1'itts UY0l'Hlll-'l'gl?l', Ninn Smith, Jessie Miller. f We 40 I ERN' fx 0 fs f L5 I 1 A 1,3 : 'I U P...- e.'2,'f..1f.s 3 . ' 'Ei 'L .-lf' 1 y ,' 0 1. ' -1 'I 3? 21 The Tipzfonzfan 7' The Tiptoniczn SOPHOMORE CLASS MOTTO. Rowing, Not Drifting. COLORS. Crimson and Cream. FLOWER. NVhite Roso. YE LL Ge Whiz! Lippity Liz! Fippity, Foppity, Fappity, Fiz! Zip, Ra! Crimson and Cream! Hurrah for the Big Class of '1-l!! OFF ICERS. President ............... ............ .... B I inor Bower Vice-President ............ ....... D on Pyke Secretary and Treasurer ...... .... H ildriath Hiatt Joke Editor-Calendar Editor .... .... H elen Trimble 22 SOPHS. V 1 lipfoui 1 :UXY1H1'h'll 'I'l'imInI4-. John Stitt. Iislmn l.l'2lQlll'. UI'lll'l' SlI1Illlll'l'S. Nlurgnn-t SHN'IS1'l'. Luthm-r llivlmmn. lmm Ilmv-linuhy .Ium-N, H1'I'll'llilt' lla-nry. Dmmlal l'.x'kn-, .Xlplul Hruy. Klzurggnrut Lmmg. Nlzlry Xlvlhlllu-x' 23 1 A The Tiptofziczn SOPHS. llzlvk Row-Ililslu-tl: Hiatt, Forflst Eaton, Maria- XYZIIURIIQ RI'il1's,f2'll'l'f Puffy. Yvru Swub, Will :xuN'l'HllHl'llt, Juan Carle lfrmmt RHW-CIllll'l'IIiu Vox. Ellllil Bowl FQ!! ' C0 ' ' ' . . 1. lm ughlll, Ruth Iwlmuk, I'Il9z111o1'v Gl'ilViS, India Tlmnms. BHIIOI' Umm-1 24 SOPHS. The Tifzfonz' lim-lc Row N1IlH'lf lfvlsm-, Murtlm llc-nslvy. Nlollm llic-hz1r4l4, Ellllil S out llfm'-lhltll -llillllhlbll. Paul Hl'iNllilW, Zvllzx Wynn, Mario xvillllll'l'Yl'll4lUl'. litlwl xlllllihll K XIII Nl lfllll lx 15 The Tz'pL'01z Goxvlw TQ BE A Setllbik SONNQ. M5335 3 m ilf Xi i L5y f Q K- W' 32 ' Q PW FWEEWMEW President ...... Vice-President. . Secretary ..... Treasurer .... . Joke Editor .... Calendar Editor. . FRESHMEN CLASS MOTTO. Talent VVitl1out Purpose is Useless. COLORS. Black and Tan. FLOWER. Skunk Cabbage. YELL. Klix! Zeklaxll Teklax! Hem! I! F-R-E-S-H-M-E-N. Are we in it? VVell, I should smile! Wm-'ve been in it for a -- of awhile! OFFICERS, 27 Anthony O'Boirne O'Donald Patrick .. . .Junel Hooton ..Fl0rence Brown .Patricia Langan . . .John Coughlin Y Y e Yiptofz 16171 FRESHMEN ' ' 0 N l'l1t0l'4 110111111 1101111-111111-1'v 1'110l'K'll4.'0 14l'UWll. Gl'l'ttil li111'1m1'. i11-111-vi1-x'1- Slll 13111-14 How-listlu-1' 113110. Mary I1ol1bs, K 11:111ott . ll . ., . . , . , ' ' ' ' - ' f '- mum' U1l1l'l'll0. 1'1l'0l11 llmv-l o1'vst 1ilQ0l', U'1Jn11111'11 Pilt1'lK'1i, Hobzlrt 1x1111lm-1. Lum-cl Aguuw, 13.111111 hymn. A1111 . 28 FRESHMEN The Tipionian IS lll'l'. ' i'lll1 iiulkvll. Pm-:11'l Hoovvlg mx. lic-fsic lnnis. z ' Hawk IUIXY-XXIII . 1 xllllllfl N Hmm Xlmlivuwn I'vlllI'l Blnck,ll:11'l'v Blyvrs. Malry SIll'illL1l'l'. I,m'in Nl.w1'ly. llurry MIA. . fmt Huw-.luhll'I'1':lI11l0, z . ' . A . 4,, NN The Tz'p1f01zz'c111 FRESHMEN low-ll11ss1-I Davis, Al2ll'g'2ll'l'f Nivlmlsoll, l'z1t1'11'111 Lung: . , . I. ' ' - - 1.1-11 ' lw Smith. Xlzllrlo IMINYSOII, Iivssiv lim - , . 11- II111111111. Ralph A11111114-1 111.111, John Lew.. lxll I 1'n111 Ihm'-Nl:11'g':11'1-t 151111111 lm 30 Nfl FRESHMEN The Tip! luwur . . ' 'xml lilStlll'0. I1-uns I - rulml lil'Hl'tZ, .lolln in sl Hl'lIlI'lIl' Iluskm-tt, lxlthz ' 'iil'u1'ml, ltflll In 111 i ' ul. llmnu lullu. 0 ll 1' zz n vk Rem'-.Xlltlm ' , l runt Row-.lulnl nv NlUl':llt1'l'. Sybil llalslu-it. Insta in 1 llnlglllill, lflllvl' llosior, I.:-x II1-1'1'f,n1. Il.1 31 0 Tipton 1' The Tiptonzan Christmas Play, As the holiday season of 1911 drew near, there could be heard in the halls of T. H. S. such queries as Where can I get a sickle Zi' or 'tHow shall I do my hair? If a bystander happened to ask sv hy this confusion, the answer was, Christmas play. For about that time our esteemed principal decided to turn stage manager and give the patrons and students of T. H. S. a pleasant after- noon, with the help of some of his pupils and a few of the smaller attendants of the building. To carry out this plan the busy man became general man-of-all-work, and, after some trouble and re- hearsing, The Greatest Day of the Year made its first appear- ance in Tipton on Friday, Dec. 22. The action begins when Father Time tThomas Robinsonj summons Spring tlillma Michell, Summer fMildred Craigl, Autumn tMiriam Trittschuhj, and Winter tEdna Bunchj and their satellites, Rain tMary Littlel, Sunshine tMerrill Conoverl, Fog fCatherine Smithl. and Snow tJeanette Smithj, to him and tells them that he has decided to choose and crown the greatest day of all the year. Each responds with a song, and then Night tMargaret Nicholsonj and Day tEunice Weeznerj are called to turn the great calendar and unroll the days. As the Herald tRus- sell Trabuej announces them, the days come out and sing of their respective merits. January claims the little New Year fHarry Markerl, February gives us Lincoln's Birthday QAnna Moorej, Valentinels Day Q Margaret Bunchl, and Wasliington's Birthday tLucille Nickeylg April brings the jolly April Fools fLyman Hoover, Jackey Albershardt and Oris Kinderjg May turns our thoughts backward with Memorial Day tEnola. Daumj, June gives us freedom from school with Conmiencement Day tMarie Nicholsonj 5 July booms into notice with Independence Day tEdith Scallyjg September turns us back to work with Labor Day tLouis Fosterjg October makes us merry on Hallowe'en tMarie Waifliarj 5 November counts our blessings at Thanksgiving fHelen Hubbardj, and December sends forth joy to the world at Christmas tDorothy Bellj. After each day has told her claim, Father Time considers the qualities of each day and finally awards the crown to Christmas, as the day of joy and peace, and the play closes with a song by all the days to Christmas. The play was well received and reflected much credit on the actors' eiforts. Besides those shown in the picture, thanks are due Harold Frisz and Argus Shope, who spent some time and much care in lettering and painting the sheets of the calendar. We are also indebted to Esther Huron as pianist. But by far the most credit is due our principal. Although he was not seen at any time during the performance and it was with difficulty that he was induced to get in this picture, he was the moving spirit behind the whole thing. WVe are proud of our principal, we are proud of his scholarly ability, we are proud of his reputation as a man tmercy, we almost said bby lj who can do things, we are even proud of his ability to be severe, on occasiong but we are prouder than anything else of the fact that he is just as human as anybody, that he is young enough to enjoy such things as this play as much as we do, and that he is a mighty good friend to anybody in T. H. S. E. E. D. The Tiptonian The Rising Dawn. After a strenuous climb up a hill I turned to get a view of the country I had come from. VVhat a view it was! Before 1116 lay a lake. spread out as far as one could see and sparkling in the early morning sunlight. The delicate tints of pink and lavender which the sky yet held were reflected in the dancing water. To the left could be seen nothing but the dense forests, the dark pine trees seeming to still cling to the night, for a shadow hovered among them. They appeared to be black spots against the background of lighter green of the birehes. There were many shades of green. but all mingled harmoniously together. It re- sembled a sea of green beside that one of blue. A large freight boat was just entering the harbor to 1ny right, beyond which lay a city. The city was apparently just waking from sleep. for it was yet early in the morning. Its habitual smoke and dinginess were forgotten in the sparkling sunshine and dew. As I turned down the opposite side of the hill I carried with me a vivid picture of the early morning loveliness. AIIICE HITISBIARD. Difficulties ot T. H. S. Our English grades, we always miss, Our German grades are hard to pass, And I hope they'l1 send Miss Towne away And then dismiss that Latin c-lass. But Horton, he ust plays the man, And gives us A on our exams. But on those exams. in History III No one fails to find a UC. IVhen we have a Geometry test All our thoughts have gone to 1'6St, And when on this, most of us fail, Miss Thornton sends us up to Vail. But as Mr. Vail is our best friend, He treats us as best he can, And tells us just before we part To try and try again. ' RALPH PARSON s An Imaginary Bob-sled Ride. It was a cold January evening, the thermometer registered thirty below zero. The snow lay four feet upon the ground, the result, as Mr. Dodd said, of the heaviest snow he had seen for forty years. Promptly at half past six, twelve boys and girls were seen on the T. H. S. street corner. It was diflicult to tell who was who, for all looked as if they were prepared to accompany Cook for Perryj to the North Pole. The moon rose. Half past seven. Actually it was getting colder every minute. Half past eight. The past hour had been spent in walking around the square, in a trip to the junction for peanuts. and in various other amusenients. iLWh6l'8 in the dickens can that sled be? This from F. E.. the grand counsellor of the party. At last it dawned upon his great niind that he, as well as the rest, had been cruelly deceived by his trusted friends. After a consultation it was decided to attend the alnusenients of the illustrious city of Tipton. Only for F. E. discovering that after two hours' waiting he had enough bobsled riding, the party might have been waiting on the T. H. S. corner this very minute. As it is, they have de- cided to take another bobsled ride some cool evening next June. GERTRIIIDIG HENRY. The Tiptonian They Didn't Think. Once our Faculty reported A nuniber of rules to obeyg They tickled so a Freshman lad. Quite jokes, they are, said he. A Senior said, Theres danger, Be careful how you go l Nonsensei said the Freshie, I don't think you know. So he started in boldly- Nobody in sight. First he threw some paperwads, Then he talked a fright, And so amioyed the Teachers They said his credits he must eairug And F appeared on his card, iVhich doomed him for the term. ALMA DOVERSBERGER. The Tiptonian His Double Picking up my hat, I left my room and hurried down the street. Stopping an old man, I inquired where I might find Gray Street. He informed 1116 that Gray Street was up the railroad. I turned a corner and walked rapidly on that way. It was a gloomy evening and was gradually growing colder. This weather certainly was not in keeping with my spirits. I took my aunt's letter out of my vest pocket and read again what she had written. MI may not be in when you get there, for you know I have to work late, but I will leave the front door unlocked, so walk in and make yourself at home. My library is on the right hand side of the hall, help yourself to my books. Remember the littl brown house on Gray Street. So glad you are comingf' There I was at the railroad with a network of streets before me and no one in sight. I walked steadily on, and stopped short before a little brown house. Yes, that's it, said I to myself, and walked up to the front door, opened it and stepped in. I entered a narrow hall, hung my coat and hat on the tall rack, and wen directly to the library, for I was tired. Just then a. feeling of apprehension stole over me, as if I had made a mistake somewhere. I11 front of me stood a large writing desk with a spacious re- volving chair before it, and, best of all, a cheerful fireplace. There were several book shelves filled with many books. By the ligl1t of the blazing fire I selected a volume of Browning. Then started to find the switch. After kicking up a rug and nearly breaking my nose on an obtrusive chair, I found the switch by the door and turned on the light, and began reading. Perhaps I had sat there for an hour reading, when I heard the front door clcse and someone entered the hall. I remained seated, for I shall have to confess I was very comfortable where I was. After a short interval, the library door opened and I stood up, all smiles, prepared to greet my auntg but my expression sud- denly changed. I gave a gasp of astonishment, and stood still, as though I were glued to the spot, for there before me stood a young girl cordially holding out her hand to welcome me. I scarcely seemed to hear her saying: 6011, Richard, I'm so glad you came. I was afraid I wasn't going to get to go, and she used my name! How on this earth -but where did I come in! I was positively beside myself. I hope it hasn't inconvenienced you waiting so longfp' 'fOh, no, I said readily, as something prompted me to say. HI have been reading Browning. I was just on the verge of telling her about her mistake-or was it mine-when she glided through the doorway and showed me to my room. I stood dazed several moments, and when I thought a proper length of time had elapsed in which to make my toilet, I slowly descended the stairs. I went to the library and waited for a half hour, when she came in, and announced that if I would help her carry the tea table in, we would have tea by the fire. WVe carried it cautiously in, then she brought in a dainty lunch, which looked very en- ticing to a hungry man. As we ate she told me about her latest manuscript, how the editor was so pleased with it, and had accepted it. So she was an authoress! Through furtive glances, I observed every little movement of her pretty red lips, her graceful little figure, her dainty head, crowned with a Wealth of wavy chestnut brown locks, and her soft brown eyes, as she talked or walked to the fireplace to give the big blazing log a. gentle poke with the iron. I began to feel as though I da1'e not let 111y eyes dwell upon her too long, for fear of my heart. and I knew how much like a naughty school boy I was for staying and permitting her to think I was someone else. Somehow, I felt as if there would be some way for her to find out, so I postponed that disagreeable talk till later on. IVe conversed at the little table for half an hour after we had finished eating. She did most of the talking. You don't know how I hated to be away at school last sum- mer when you and Grace were married. It seemed so hard to be away at the time of my only s1ster's weddingg then to come back home and go to work and not even get to see you l . Then I was her brother-in-law! ttIt was hard, wasn't it? I said. The study door opened, and there stood another man of about my own build. The little girl shrank back and came close to me. l felt her trembling hand grasp my arm. 'lVhy, hello, Dick! the other called out brusquely. Then I recognized my old collegemate, Richard Harden. Hello, Hardyf, I said, as I drew a sigh of relief. 'Elizabeth, he said, 'tdid you think I was never coming?l, Elizabeth! VVhat a pretty name. That was my niother's name. She stood in a daze. I've been playing your part for a couple or three hours, I said to Hardy, in an attempt at cheerfulness. IVhat do you mean? he asked in astonishmen. Then I sat down and told them about my mistake. It was not until then that,I gave my aunt a thought. Horrors! VVas she sitting up waiting for me? I thought Hardy would never stop laughing, but poor Elizabeth I The tears trickled down her sweet little face, either from shalne or relief, I didn't know which. The Tiptonzan VVell, Dickf, said Hardy, that's just like you when you were at college. t'Please don't discuss my college pranks here before Miss -er -'tMacCauley, promptly put in Hardy. 'tDick, said Hardy, Pm going to be very nervy and ask you to come with Elizabeth and me for several days, just for old time's sake, you know. Will you do it?l' He must have read my feelings like a book. I wondered if they were written so plainly on my face as that. NVill IV' Then l thought I seemed too enthusiastic, and changed my tone to Thanks, Hardy, you're very kind to ask me, but I donltv- Come on, now, he put in, you're going-that's settled. Yes, I guess it was. Then to Elizabeth. Will you go on that nine-forty train in the morning, my dear. if you are ready? Yes, I've been ready for a long time, Richard. she sa.id. Then Hardy explained the reason he could not come on the morn- ing train. Elizabeth left the room, and Hardy and I sat down and talked over college days till 10 o'clock. but I got very little sleep that night. The next morning I tried to beg off, for I thought my aunt would never forgive me, but Hardy would not hear to it. He knew my feelings. We left IValcott at nine-forty that morning, and when we ar- rived at Georgetown I went directly to the telegraph office and sent the following telegram: Miss Ruth Forsyth, Walcott, Ky.: 'tHeld up, explain in a letter later: don't worry. Ru-hard. ENoI,A DAUM. The Tiptonian A Wish F ulfilled I sat in the quiet gloaming At the Close of a dreary day, And dreamed of my home and loved ones IVho were many miles away. I eould see my dear mother and father As they slowly wended their way 7 To our little white Cottage among the trees, And I wished I were home to stay. I thought of our dear little garden That bordered the babbling brook. Where Ild spent my summer evenings Ivith a violin or a book. And I wondered if my sisters At the close of this gloomy day VVould think of me in the city, So many miles away. If I could only be with them, How happy I would be. But llly Aunt, in her sore affliction, Had Very great need of me. And I knew it would grieve her sadly If she should see me weep. So fighting back the rebellious tears, I sat, in a study deep. VVhen my Uncle returned from his oflice His features were free from care: And he told me what Auntie now needed IVas to breathe the pure, fresh air. S0 we all went home to our cottage, To the scene of the waving grain, - To the flowers and the grass and the shady trees, And we were all happy again. HELEN TRIMBLE The Tiptonzan The Haunted School House The Girls' Glee Club will meet tonight, was the announce- lnent given in the Tipton High School, March 1, 1912. Vivian Clark sighed and turning to her companion said, '4This is what always happens to our plans. VVe shall not get our candy made until after dinner. and-fi She left the sentence unfinished, for at this moment Mr. Bolton, the music teacher, called for order, and the rehearsal was begun. At half past six the girls were free, and hurrying out of the building. each turned to her respective home where a warm fire awaited her. Mr. Bolton's last words had been, i'Remember the entertain- ment and sell as many tickets as you can. Vivian, with Mon- della Earl and a half dozen other girls were discussing the com- ing event. when Mondella suddenly stopped and exclailned, Girls, I have either lost my tickets or left them at the school house. VVhat shall I do?7' Do? returned Vivian. Why, go back and get them. Come, I shall go back with you. and leaving their COIHIJHIIIOIIS, the two girls hastened back to the school house for the lost tickets. As they passed through the lower hall, they encountered the janitor, who was about to turn out the last light. Telling him their errand, and assuring him no lights were needed, they hur- ried upstairs and immediately began their search. Despite the fact that the moon was beginning to throw light into the room, it was quite dark and they could hardly see to get around. However. the tickets were at last found, some of them on a, desk, the remaining ones on the floor. and when Mondella had put tl1en1 safely in her purse. they again descended the stairs and ran to the doo1'. Heavens, we are locked in, exclaimed Vivian, despairingly, and with a menacing look at the door, which stood between them and freedom. And. indeed. they were. The Janitor had gone home, thinking the girls had already left the building. He had unintentionally locked them in. and escape was impossible. Two disconsolate girls slowly made their way upstairs tafter trying all the Slde doors, but to no avalli, resolved to take thelr medicine bravely, and amuse themselves as best they could. Let us turn on some lights, a11d then look for some books to 1'ead, if it is 11OthlI1g more than LJUIHIS Caesars fif1'1lC VVars,' or an Ancient H1story, said Vivian. 4'Yes, laughed Mondella, and we can pound on the piano for a. couple of hours, Just to pass away the tune. The situation was becoming ridiculously funny, and they laughed until the tears ran down their cheeks. IVhat an experi- e11ce to tell their schoolmates. Not once did they think of their grieving parents, who were at this moment searching for them. They spent lll01'6 than three hours i11 talking, laughing, play- ing and joking. Then becoming sleepy, they left the Assembly Room and went to the Ladies' Rest Room. Here they arranged themselves comfortably in chai1's. determined to spend the rest of tl1e night in Dreamland. About one o'clock Vivian awoke with a start, then listened for a moment intently. Leaning over she touched Mondella on the arm and whispered, Mondella, did you hear that queer noise? Mondella was half asleep, and made some unintelligible reply. Vivian pinched her. and finally succeeded in awakening 'e1'. She told her what she had heard, and commanded her to be qltiet and to listen. Presently the sound was repeated, a sound as though someone were walking on the tloor above. I believe this school house is haunted. said Mondella. Let's get over here in a corner, and if anything should come in it cannot see us. They moved quickly into a corner and watied, expecting- what? They knew not what they were expecting. but something would 6701116 surely. Something is walking in the hall. whispered Vivian shak- ily. Don't breathe. I just know we shall be killedf, The Tiptonian 'EI wish I had a hat pin. Oh, here is my tie pin. I shall use it at the first sign of danger, reassured Mondella, though she was at that very moment trying to get back of Vivian. Footsteps were approaching, a hand was touching the door knob. Vivian shuddered, Mondella held her breath. The door was softly opened, something came into the room, and then- a dead silence. One minute passed, two, three, four-then Vivian heard a faint sound, knowing it did not come from Mondella, she lis- tened, waiting for it to be repeated. Oh, there it was again. A low, faint sound, as though someone were sobbing. '4What shall we do? she whispered to Mondella, but as that worthy person was too frightened to even think straight, she could not rely much upon her seemingly wise suggestions. Mustering up all of her courage, she turned to the direction from whence the sound had come, and called in a low, but steady, voice, Wl1o is over there?77 There was a moment-'s silence. Then the light was suddenly turned on. There they were. Mondella and Vivian huddled closely into a corner. Across the room in another corner stood two girls, one of them crying, the other one shaking with fear. The last girl stood by the light switch, white, trembling and hardly less frightened than her companions. ftVVhy, began Vivian, and then she laughed. How did you girls get here? Mondella, what fools we have been. Those strange noises we heard were made by these girls, and there are no ghosts after all. The laugh was passed around, and they were soon talking and asking numerous questions, Lila Brandon alone remained quiet. She kept watching the door closely, as if expecting some- one else to enter the room. Meanwhile, Dorothy Griffon related briefly their experi- ence, which was as follows: , She had found a key which fitted the school house door, and always ready for fun, she had dared the other girls to stay in the building some night. They had incidently chosen this night, for their adventure, and an adventure they had found it to be. They had come about ten o,clock, taken some books from the As- sembly Room, gone upstairs, and had read until they were sleepy. They, too, had heard strange noises, but of course it must have been Vivian and Mondella.. 'CI tell you, suddenly exclaimed Lila, who had taken, thus far, no part in the conversation, those noises we heard could not have come from a human person. There, that was it again, she added, and motioned for silence. They all listened and soon the sound was repeated, a soft. light, treading sound. It came nearer, and yet nearer, and then stopped. A low laugh came from Frances. They all looked at her, and were surprised to see her moving toward the door. KOh, she laughed, ttwhat fools we have been. She quickly threw the door open to admit, not a ghost, nor any horrid mon- ster, such as they had been thinking of, but Buttons, a small, yel- low dog, belonging to Dorothy. It had followed them into the building without their knowledge of the fact. Once within the room, Buttons became shy, and hurried over to her mistress, who, stooping to pick her up, as quickly dropped her. Mondella screamed, Vivian laughed, and the other girls looked horror stricken. Buttons had dropped something from her mouth. At a close examination, it was found to be a tiny mouse. A mouse. Small and insignificant as it was, this tiny creature had caused five girls to be frightened to death. The conclusion is simple. Two careless, absent-minded girls with three daring young maidens and one small dog Cbut alas. without the fatal mousej, quitted the Haunted School House. after carefully locking the door behind tfor they did not wish their experience to be made publicj, and turned homeward, where they were joyously greeted, terribly scolded and ultimately for- given. EDNA SWARTZ. A Brief Tragedy Years ago, a little boy 'Stood playing with a gun, With eyes so bright and full of joy Held look in just for fun. Into the barrel of the gun He looked, the shell did bust, And 'twas only pieces of that boy They found amid the dust. -ERNEST 41 ROSENTHAL. The Tiptonian The Tiptoniczn I fr , 1 - f' - I K f ,. . .. 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It had been planted in wheat, but the wheat had been cut and only the stub- bles and small patches of clover here and there were visible in the field. But the corners of the old rail fence were filled with weeds four or five feet high. On the other side of the field was a log cabin. Behind this was a gently sloping hill, which was thickly wooded. Just as I was looking at the house a small girl came out of it with a bucket upon her arm and started in my direction. I sup- posed that she was coming to gather some of the fine wild black- berries just across the way. Just then a man jumped down off of the fence on the opposite side of the road. He, too, had a bucket on his arm. But it was covered and I just supposed that it had blackberries in it, too. He jumped over the old rail fence on the left side of the road and disappeared for a moment in the tall weeds, but quickly appeared again. He carried his bucket as if it was heavy. He was contin- ually shifting it from one hand to the other, and every time he shifted the bucket he would glance backward. He met the small girl about the center of the field. Then he sat his bucket down and talked to the girl for a moment. Then he continued on with his bucket, continually shifting it and look- ing backward. I continued to watch him until he reached the house. When he arrived there he opened the low door and walked right in. Al- most immediately he reappeared with another and larger bucket. This one was surely empty, for he carried it very easily. Then he started back the same way he had come. But as I was growing tired of twisting around in my saddle to watch him, I turned around and immediately dismissed the whole incident from my mind. The next day I read in a paper about the arrest of one Mr. Jones for spying. I thought of the man with the buckets, when I went up town there he stood. The girl was with him, too. The man was' sent to the army headquarters to be tried for treason. I also found out later that it was powder that Mr. Jones was car- rying in his buckets. He supplied a large band of guerillas with powder and arms. CLYDE BARR. 'Pi' To Our Most Beloved Freshmen. Dear little Freshmen, You do not seem to know, The very, very reason Why We love you so, You are so very timid And so very shy That every time we look at you, We almost want to cry. But don't you ever worry, Nor don't you ever fret, Because if you do your work You'll be a Sophomore yet. -MARIE W.wr1.An. The Tiptonzan The Picture Study The art class of tl1e Richmond High School trooped into the recitation room, one by one, with downcast eyes and faces covered with shadows of deep thoughts. In a few minutes the Professor, Mr. Jones, was wheeled into the room in an invalid chair. The Professor cleaned his spectacles, adjusted them to his eyes and began. t'The picture for today's consideration repre- sents the parlor of a modern home, by the left wall you see a large davenport, over which hang two pictures, one representing a hunting scene, the other a yachting party on a slnall lake, in the center of the back wall is a large old-fashioned fireplace, on the mantle are several photographs and several pieces of statu- ary: over the mantle is a large picture representing another hunt- ing sceneg in another part of the picture, on the right side, can be seen the third wall of the room. This wall is almost wholly taken up by a large window, you seeg through this window, if you were in the room, you could see a beautiful lake with a small yacht upon it. 'tAt the base of the fireplace on a pretty floor pillow, can be seen a beautiful young lady dressed in a riding habit: by her side is to be seen a young gentleman, who is also dressed in a riding costumeg he is leaning against the corner of the mantle and is looking down at the young lady. Gentlemen, I would like to have you make suggestions to what the lady and gentleman in the picture are talking about, and what is interesting them. Sam- uel, what suggestion do you make? 'tlvellf' began Sam, I think they have just returned from a cross-country ride, and while they are resting they are talking about the things which they saw on their ridef' That is a very good suggestion. said Mr. Jones. ttWhat do you think about it, John ? John surveyed the picture and said, 'tl think he has just pro- posed to her, and she has accepted him, and they are discussing the arrangements of the coming wedding. t'Well, probably, said Professor Jones. What can you see in the plcture, Henry? I thinkf, said Henry, ttthat they have been out riding and have visited a secluded spot where everything 1S still, that he proposed to her and was rejected, and now he is telling her that life in her home town has no more charms for llllll, and that he will, before morning, leave for parts unknown. The Profesosr frowned, 1'6lll0V6d his glasses, and said, Will, what IS your interpretation of the picture? IVilliam thought at mouient, then began. This young man is in love VV1tl1 the girl, and has proposed to her, and she answered hi1n with tN o Edward. I ca11not marr ou because I do not love v v . 4 . 3' 3' . . . you, I am sorry to disappoint you, but it is impossible for me to favorabl consider your su1te.' The Voun entleman has 'ust Y . , , , . 3 ,g , 1 J heard these words and is thinking over the significance of them, when to his dismay the voice of Charles breaks in upon them with tDon't you believe lt. Ed I heard her tell mother this morn- ' , A I , il ing that she would land you today or never., I t'And who is Charles? said the Professor, looking at the picture again. 'tHer brother, answered VVillia1n. The Professor rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the picture for a full minute, when he finally said. Charles, her brother! lVhere is he? I can only see two persons in the picture. ttHe is under the couch, said WVilliam. Aislight noise caused everyone to look toward the Professor's chair-he had fainted. THOBIAS RonINsoN. The Tiptonian Romeo and Juliet Sciaxn 1, Aer I. LT. H. S. Assemblyj T. B. R. tasidej-I wonder what she wants now? tThen in a low whisperj. IVhat is it, dear? D. B.-Don't let anyo11e see this and tear it up as soon as you have read it. tHands l1im a folded note.j T. B. R.-I'd better not read it in hereg I'll read it as I go to class. tI'uts note in pocketj SFENE 2, AICT II. tAt foot of Laboratory Stairs.j T. B. R. treading notej-Dear T- tThat sounds good- asideg then continuingl you dont seem to notice me as much as you did before the contest. QI don't, eh! I know what's the mat- ter with her, she thinks I'm getting sweet on Edna B. just because I turned the music for l1er the other night. Let her think sog it will do her good-then continuingj : I didn't. want to win on the speeches and make you lose. but anyway you had a better speech than Herman H. tAside-Of course, everybody knows that.j If you will walk up town with me at noon. I'll answer that question you asked me the other night. tGee! I hope she says yes. I'll be the happiest man, in Tiptonj T. B. R.-tArrives in class late and has to get an excusej SCENE 1, :XCT II. tCloak Hall and Senior Rows in Asse111bly.j T. B. R.-tPutting on the wrong coat and hat. goes back and sits down. in D. B.'s seat instead of his own.ib D. B. tcoming to her seat and looking at T. reproaehfullyj- IVell, did you ever! T. B. R.-tDiscovering his mistake. gets up and takes his own seat, blushing furiously and pretending to find something in- teresting to look at on the tlooizj SCENE 2, ACT II. tMain Street, South of T. H. SJ T. B. R. tafter changing garments with Rube S.-To D. BQ -I didn't mean to sit down in your seat, D-, but you see I-I-I- D. B.-Yes, I see, but you see you wanted to know if I meont to go to the party, and thanging her headj I-I will go if you go T-. T. B. R. tturning off at the ehurehj-Dog-gone the dog-gone luck, anywayg I thought she meant that other question. J OHN STITT. His Awakening. Dick Newton was sitting beside a little brook one beautiful spring morning when all at once he heard a scream, and as he looked around. saw a young girl running toward him, and a little calf running after her. As she reached Dick she fainted, and would have fallen into the brook, but he caught her just in time. 'tGee! What a peach, he said to himself as he gazed at her. She was dressed in a pink dress and Wore a large black hat. He soon threw some water in her face and she opened her eyes a11d looked about l1er. Oh, yes, I remember! A little calf was chasing me. The horrid thing, it almost scared me to death. My! How long have I been here? Uncle will be worried to death if I don't hurry and get back to the hotel. . You have not been here long, Dick told l1er. t'Did that calf run after you very far? I imagine you must be rather tired. 'tNo. I am not tired, just frightened. I have never been on a farm before, but I wanted to get a little fresh air this morning. But really, I must be going on. ' May I not walk as far as the hotel with you? I go right past it to my office. Oh. no. no I and with that she started in a run and disap- peared down the road. But as she did he saw a card fall from her purse: on it was written, t'Miss Rebecca Hart, Agent for Glen- ville Flour Co.. Glenville, Ind. The next day at his oflice. he kept thinking about his morn- ing's experience. At last he jumped up and started down the street, boarded a train, and got off at Glenville. NN ow I Wonder if I can find out where she lives. He asked a little boy a11d was told that a Mrs. Hart lived o11 a little farm at the edge of town. This is surely not the one,'l he said to himself, hbut, at least, I will try it and see. The Tiptonzan He walked out to the place and saw a little woman in a dirty dress standing in the door. He went 11p and inquired if she was Mrs. Hart. 4tYes, she said, did you want to see my daughter? She is not dressed to see callers, but if you want to see her, she is out in the back yard. He went around. and there sat the person of his dreams, with a dirty red dress on and her hair all stringing about her face. She was evidently feeding the pigs. Dick turned around and ran down tl1e road. My! lVhat fibbers some girls are l he ex- claimed. RUBY JONES. +4- The First Violet. A dainty violet raised its head From beneath its shady bed, In its quiet little nook Near a little frozen brook. So its purple blossoms fair Scattered fragrance on the air, Doing just the best it could In the quiet wood. Curiously it looked around, Snow yet covered half the ground, ' But it said, I guess Illl stay, It will soon be May. Bravely then it blossomed there Drank the rain and breathed the air, Till its petals caught the hue Of the heaven's blue. 3 -RUBE SMITH. The Tiptonian One Incident in the History of the Freshman Class of Nineteen Eleven and Twelve. Motty, one of your dear uFreshies,,' had been studying MAH- cient Historyn for forty minutes, and having grown tired, began to read Hawtl1orne's Marble Faunf, He read this for almost eighty minutes, and seizing his history again, began to study dili- gently for a few minutes, but Ending he could not keep his mind off of Marble Faunf' decided to be one of Mr. Doddls 4'Star Gazersf' lVhile gazing and thinking the bell rung, hastening out, Motty exclaimed, '41 have my lesson the best of allf, Upon arriv- ing at Room 9, he found he was still too much absorbed in other things to be interested in the history lesson. Mr. Dodd soon noticed our hero's dreamy face, and requested him to give in full the events in The Battle of Marathonf, Motty began, but was soon interrupted by a wild burst of laughter from the class. VVhen this subsided, he was asked to be- gin over again, but was not interrupted, however, because of a sig- nficant wink from Mr. Dodds. Motty began by saying, 4'In 490 B. C., Miriam, Hilda, Keyon and Donatello were walking in a subterranean corridor talking to their guide very earnestly, when Donatello observed with a cry and shriek, 4VVhere is Miriam Z' IVitl1 this he sprang forward, saying, AI shall seek her, no matter how dark these passages are,' but was prevented by the guide, who held him with a firm grasp, and suggested that they call her, and by the aid of their torches she might be able to re- turn to them. She did and with her came a spectre? Here Mr. Dodds interrupted him, by saying, 4'Turn to page 186 and read that first pa-ragraphf' Motty obeyed, and then said, 4tThis isn't like what I read just before classf' Mr. Dodds said nothing, only asked him to remain after school. Motty was punished by having to write a ten-page theme for the next day'S lesson. Now, that is what comes to our dear, studious '4Freshie. BERTHA E. JOHNSON. 'Pi' My Ideal. He is tall and Iank and lean, He may be a little mite green, But he's always neat and clean, This, and more, is he-I Ween. His hair? It shall be red, And I think Illl call him t'F1'ed. But he must be gently bred, And not grossly overfed. Of course, his eyes are blue, And Pm sure that he is true, If he's all this, he will do, For his anervev will see him thru. Then, his feet, they must be small, Lest, when dancing at a ball, He might awkward be, and fall As he hastens at my call. And his manners are polite, For he is a Kemptonite, Lovely letters he'll indite For he'll love with all his might. -EDNA BUNCH. The Tiptonzan A Brush with the Indians Life at the army post was moving slowly. The day was hot and dusty, and everybody was bored and sleepy. 'RI think tl1ey'd better bury this post, growled MaeTavish, there's nothing to do here but to eat dust a11d wateh prairie dogs. You're right, said Niehols. The Indians are too lazy even to steal. Hellof said Mm-Tavish. lVhat's that dust '! The wind never kieked up all that Hurry. As he spoke, he pointed to a brown pateh near the horizon. Itis Ctlllllllg nearer, boys, said Lieutenant MaeTavish. Get ready for a skirmish. As he spoke. he raised his field glass and saw a host of the savages eoni- ing toward the eanip. The Indians were all painted in a warlike manner. and it was evident that they nieant to destroy the eanips and the army too, for there was about a hundred and fifty of them. It was not long until every 1na11 was in his plaee and ready to fight. lfaeh lnan was seated on a good pony, and with a good rifle. In fifteen niinutes the Indians were within range of the rifles and MaeTavish gave the order. Boys, let theln have it. At this a hundred rifles crashed and twenty-tive of the dirty sav- ages fell from their horses. The next instant Mm-Tavish yelled, At tllt'lll, boys Y ' In an instant the whole foree was rushing after the Indians, who had turned to tieeg a. running iight ensued, the soldiers shoot- ing theni down as fast as the rifles eould be reloaded. In thirty llllI1lltt'S there was not an Indian in sight. with the exeeption of about a hundred dead and dying Indians on the ground. After the fight it was found there had been tive of the sol- diers killed illltl MaeTavish had been shot through the right shoulder. The report of the tight was sent to headquarters and Mae- Tavish was at onee raised from lieutenant to eaptain. Nichols. the seeond lieutenant, was appointed lieutenant of the post. The boys all regretted to see MaeTavish leave the Ctllllp, but were glad to see him promoted, and to have Nichols get his plaee and be- come their leader. L. H. KINDER. .49 5 I -1 The Tiptonian N Ima ...n -rr' ft P., ,- 1 My Dream Oh! but these problems are hard, and I have ten more to get. My! But I'm getting sleepy. I guess I'll- Oh-h-hl IVhy, where am I? In Miss Pates' room. How strange! VVonder what makes it so dark in here? I think I'll turn on the lights and look at the post cards and pictures. That's a good picture of Oliver IVendell Holmes, and just look how Har- riet Beecher Stowe combed her hair' 'ust like some of the girls in our class do. 0-o-oo! lVll9l'6 is that draft coming from? Someone must have left one of the windows open. IVhy. what's that? It looks like one of those horrid black witches I used to read about in llly story books when I was a freshman. I wish I could hide some place, she looks mean. I ex- pect I'd better ask her what she is doing in this room. !Vhat are you doing here. old witch? You are 1'igl1t, I am a witch. the witch of the English room. In the day time I am invisible and can see and hear all that every T. H. S. student does in English. My record book differs very much from that of your kind English teacher. Especially yours. 7 J H But, kind witch, I-I, why, I'm always good, and I n-never cheat on exams. I do wish you wouldnt look at me like that, your eyes are awful green and I don't like your voiced! 'LI-I guess I'll go, now, I'm getting-oh-h, yes, yes! I'll stay, only please let loose my arm, it lmrts where you grabbed it. Yes, I think you will stay. now. I am rather nimble. as you see. Now I shall tell you why I am here. Four of the most be- loved subjects in my vast kingdom have brought serious charges against you, and you are here to answer them. If you are found guilty, woe unto you. ' t'Enter, ghost of Julius Ca-sar, and tell me if this be the per-- son from whom you desire revenge ! It is, good witch, and I thank you for this pleasure. Most unruly So ihomore. I charge that you while reading Julius e I , D ., 7 D Caesar did sav that Brutus not Caesar was the hero. Ah! See, 7 I e 7 7 . noble witch she grows male and does not answer which Jroves l 1 5 ' 1 her guilty beyond a doubt. I shall withdraw to yonder corner to await the verdict. 46 77 'tNow, you shall hear the second charge. Enter, ye ghost of Cooper's Psalm Singer. ,Do you recognize this p'risoner?'! Noble witch, I do. and for this pleasure, after the trial is over, I shall favor you with one of my favorite psalms. O, thou wicked Sophomore, you are the one who criticized llly garb in the 'Last of the Mohicansf Unkind were the criticisms, and for this thou must be punished. Do not cry so, erring maiden, but let this be a lesson to you. God-queen, I shall stay at yonder desk to see what punishment you give. Your tears a1'e tears of repentance, wicked Sophomore. and of this charge you are also guilty. '4Enter, Gold Bug! Do you see before you friend or foe? See how frightened the prisoner looks. No wonder, for you could not be called beautiful. I pardon those words this time, kind witch. Before 1110 I see a foe, a great foe. It is she who spoke up so boldly and said that I was 11ot gold. Ah, if it were not for my kind heart, she would not be alive, for I have grown many times larger than I 64 L4 was when Poe wrote about me. As it is, I leave her punishment to vouf' Of this, unworthy Soph., you are also guilty, for I heard you say it myself. P t'Enter, ghost of Judge Pyneheon, and tell me if she be the person who remarked that your ancestors stole Maules' ground and that you yourself neglected old Hepzibah in the 'House ot Seven Gables' Is this the one? t'Indeed it is. the verv one. You must excuse me noble 1 X nv a 7 Wltt'll, now that you know It is the one. as I left my gold-headed vane at home and must return tor lt. It it lSlllt too much trouble, eould you send the verdict by messenger? I beg you be not len- ient with her. Now, must wicked, cruel and botliersome Sophomore, you have been tried illltl found guilty. I, the wlteh of the Enghsh room. having been selected as Judge, do solemnly atlirm that you are guilty of every charge. and for your plunshment you must write a theme using correct grammar and proper spelling. ' Uh, kind. noble and mcst generous of witches, anything but that-that I cannot do. t'It is the punishment. One hour is the time. Now Julius. David. and you, Gold Bug. do you approve of this pumslunent 'Z Ayel Aye! Aye! we dol It is hard, horrible, but she de- serves itf, uThen go, I shall guard. Ah, and a fine guard you make, wicked. horrid witeh. you haven't got me yet. See, the door is unloc-ked, and I can go that way. Yes, see, it is opening, and I am almost free-fartlierl Oh-h-h-h 1- Mv what a dream. I think I'll be better in English after . ' , . , D . , tlns, even if that was but a dream. Oh-h, I m so sleepy-y-yg it s twelve o'clock, and I-I haven't a-a problem. INDIA THOMAS. The Tiptonzan Caught on the Fly Mr. Dodds.-I cantt remember, I've just been married, you know. Dorothyn B.-lVell, I mean, Hm-Hm-. Mr. Patterson.-Tha.t's one on you, isn't it. Louis F.-As it were. Gordy IV.-Bllieve me. Mr. Dodds.-Please talk a little louder. Allen J.-lVe'll tight 'er to the bitter end. Tom R.-I don't know about that. Harvey H.-Hello, Coekiel Forest E.-lvho wants to know! John L.-Percy Brooks. l lorenf-e B.-Oh, you kid-ol Dallice F.-Quit that! Ruth J.-I don't know. Martha II.-lVe'll just see about that. Clnirc-hill C.-I speak two languages-ling, Don T.-Cut the comedy. Gertrude H.-Oh, dear l Forrest E.-SAY, boy, NO! Helen H.-I'Ie's a old pill! 'I' 'I' O rlish and Profane. The Tiptonian The Miser's Gold. ' The Little Cowboy. It was just a little after sunset when another girl and I were returning from a ride in the country. The time had passed more rapidly than we supposed and so it was late before we turned to go home. Our horse was either tired or lazy, for no persuasion on our part would make him go, so we had to permit him to go his own gait. As we were riding on, our thoughts began to turn to robberies, kidnapping and elopements, that generally occur at this time of the day. All at once my friend startled me by exclaiming, Look! IVho is that As I looked I saw a 111an crossing the wide com- mon at tl1e right. He walked briskly and passed the road solne rods in front of us. He then jumped the old moss-Covered fence which surrounded the field, and for a molnent he seemed to have fallen in the high grass and weeds in the fence corne1's. TVe watched him as he glided past the patches of blackberry canes. until he came to a house which nestled in a. grove. He seemed to be hiding behind the trees, for every minute he would jmnp out from behind one tree, only to hide behind the next. Finally he disappeared. It seems that we both had come to the same con- clusion. An old miser lived in this house, with bags and bags of gold, and now was just the time that the miser would be count- ing his hoards. The thief would probably watch him, until he had discovered the hiding place. Then, when the miser had lain down to rest, he would carry the gold away to the dense forest behind the house. But just then the thief appeared with a bag of gold in each hand. Things were beginning to grow exciting. but here the excitement ended, for as he came closer we discovered that instead of a thief, our man was only a poor, hungry tramp. who had begged his supper of the kind housewife, and in his hands were only a bundle of old clothes and a paper sack filled with bread and pie, and not gold. VVe looked at each other and laughed, then urged our horse to a swifter gait and sped home- wurd, NIAITDE XTTIGGINS. It was little Harold's first sunnner in the Sunny South. He, together with his parents, had just arrived in the great, State of Texas a few weeks before, and how different everything seemed to the little boy. lVhen he left his pleasant home in the North, the snow was falling thick and fast. The trees were brown and bare, and not a bird was seen on the branches, except, perhaps, a few tiny snow birds, with their soft feathers flutfed out over their tiny bodies to keep off the wintry wind. In the South, the roses and every othel' flower imaginable were in full bloom. Harold looked with untiring eyes at all the beautiful things about him, and wished many a time that his little Northern friends could enjoy them with him, but as they were so many IIIHQS away, he knew that his wish could never be granted. One day, as he stood by the roadside in front of his home, he saw a great herd of cattle coming up the road. Ile watched with eager eye the great creatures as they came rushing by, driven by their master and his servants, the cowboys, and he wished very much that he might be a cowboy some day, and have a beautiful pony all for his very own. That evening he told his father his wish. Illltl his father being a ranchman. promised that he might have a pony 801118 time. XVeeks passed by, and Harold spent 111any a pleasant hour thinking what he would do when his wish should be granted. Often he pictured himself riding at the head of his great herds. with many sturdy cowboys following l1iu1. One day l1is father took him along to the ranch, and there on the great plains, he saw a cowboy leading a beautiful little black pony with a time saddle and bridle, ready for its new master to mount. t'This,,, said his father, as they met the servant, is your long-promised treasureg take it, and Whenever you wish, come out to the ranch and be my little cowboy. His heart leaped with joy as he took possession of his new charge, and there was not a happier boy in all Texas than was little Harold. Dom Dovmism-zizomc. Daffy-dills. If Alpha li. Gray is I lorenee Brown? If Reuel IS. Good will Eleanor B. Grave? If a freshman is less than a senior, is a sophomore? If Romeo could would Juliet? How many rulers does Herr Dodds use a week tapping for order?-tSuggestion: Ask RED CROSS DRUG STOREJ If Jessiefsj A, Miller then is Mary A. Baker? lVhat makes Dorothy Bell so quiet? QOH, MEIN GO'1 l'!3 VVould Garnet Dodds been principal If he'd had his own way? lV0uld he have ever gone to school If inannna hadn't had a say? For oh. his first pair of roinpeis How he did ery and ery: But it did no good and he Could do nothing but sigh. I want ter wear my dress, I don't like old pants. But when lnannna got a gad. The Tiptonian Classof'13. The seventh and eighth rows of the T. Il. S. Contain the Juniors-by far the best, Albershardf first heads the Junior line. Smlly next is right in time. Our smallest lad, his name is If0ll'0? S,,' And then eonies B7'00h'IllIll.A' showing his powers. Springer and F arise with their high tenor voices Cause poor Nina B. to ina ke strange noises. lVhile lluron, Srnel.2e1', rllirlzaeis and ll'rn'ne Declare we're a L'-unch of considerable charm. There's Zellner from China, and Pflfrir-A-. the Irish. And don't forget Seriglzt, with hair so tirish. Of oratory iine we have quite a Lifile yet VVhile Nowis often has his mouth to let. There's lioversbergers two. and T1'iz'tsf-11 uh one. Say Pykc, Daum. and Ihzraicfls do have some fun. And there's the illillcr, who's surely a shark. Always quite a ll'hisIw' after dark. lvhen Houls is wed, the 1,Ill'80lL we'll call. Then Uwril and Niekey make us a call. '1'here's no use joking-everyone should Hail the class of '13 as very 000117. -Br:'r'1'Y Ai.1t'i-1 1' r it I-1. He was glad to have the ehanee. Principal? NO! He'd been a bah And wearing dresses gay. If inannna hadn't been boss. And Garnet had had his say. Y yet l 53 The Tipzfonian Why Seniors Should ot Have to Write Themes One night I sat at the library table studying. Around me on the table lay seve1'al books. Although one of the girls had asked me to come over to her home and make candy, I had refused, be- cause I had an unusual amount of studying to do that night. I was working on my geometry and had been for some time. Tonight it seemed very difficult. I began to g'1'0NV sleepy, so sleepy that I could scarcely keep my eyes open. I glanced at the clockn-it was ten-thirtywand there was my English theme to write before I retired! So. thinking that I had studied enough on geometry, I tried to think of something to write. I tore out a sheet of paper and took my pencil in my hand, thinking that this might give me some inspiration. As I sat there trying to think. I gazed into the fire. I kept getting sleepier and sleepier, but finally aroused myself by saying, half aloud, I do wish my theme was written. Suddenly the fire seemed to grow brighter and then out of the flames jumped the funniest little man! He wore a red coat, a little yellow cap and was only about a foot high. Up he walked to me and bowed. as he took off his little cap. MSO you would like a theme, Miss T. H. S. Studentfl' he abruptly began. t'Oh, I do want one very much, I answered. t'Then come with mef' he said. But no invitation was needed, for I had followed him as he went quickly up the chinmey. Soon we were swiftly 'flying through the air in an airship, which he had left on the roof when he came down the chimney. Up to this time neither of us had spoken a word. Suddenly, he startled me by asking, 'tDo you see those large lights up there? And I answered, t'Yes, as I gazed up in the sky and saw many lights, so large that they seemed like Haines leaping from a bonfire. The people below us here call them stars. They are the lights of the lamps burning in the dwellings of their de- sires of men. I am king of all the desires. My name is Knowl- edge, he said, and I noticed as I came nearer. I could see an immense candle which never burned down, as the dwarf said, bu1'ning near piles and piles of money, gold and silver. I-Ie also told me that there were many more such places, some represent- ing wealth, freedom, happiness and love: others representing health, peace and popularity. Soon we stopped at the house which he said was his home. Inside were piles and piles of themes, which were labeled, Themes for the Seniors of 1912, to write during this term tcf 1912j. 'tThese are yours, he said, as he gave me a. number of them, and right on top was the one for the next day, with this written on the back, Maude IViggins, Eng. IV ., October 3, 1912, VVhy Seniors Should Not Have to VVrite Themes. How glad I was to think that now my themes were all prepared for tomorrow, and besides, when Miss Kile asks for more, I will always have the right one written. And I ran to get into the airship, but I missed my footing and fell, down, down, down-and awoke. Alas! it was only a dream l In my hand was my pencil, and beside me the blank sheet of paper. Manor: YVIGGINS. The Tiptonzan The Tramp's Dream The beautiful summer's day was nearing its close and the heavens in the west were losing the beautiful colors with which the sun had so splendidly illuminated them. The cows were winding their way homeward lazily along the country road. No one except birds and animals seemed to be awake or stirring, only one man plodding along the side of the road, no doubt won- dering where he might find a soft pillow o11 which to lay his head that evening. He passed a farm house occasionally, but he hated tl1e thought of asking for a place to sleep. Soon he reached a tall tree with an abundance of shade and a soft grassy bed at its foot. This tree, he thought, looked down upon him in a very hospitable manner and he was soon over the barb-wire fence and lying upon the comfortable bed of grass and newly-fallen leaves. The birds tiitted a11d hopped around him and sang as if they pitied this shabily dressed stranger. As he lay the1'e thinking of what might have been, an excep- tionally brilliant light seemed to cover the whole woodland and before his eyes he could see towels and steeples take shape and then magnificent dwelling houses where lived many happy and many wretched people. It was evening in this city and the . people were enjoying the evening in a hundred different ways. His eyes scanned the scene from one part of the city to another, as if they were looking for some certain dwelling or person. Soon they were fixed upon a little frame cottage in the suburbs of the city. It was not enough to just gaze upon the house, but the sight. penetrated into the interior. lVithin, before a fire- place, sat two aged people almost asleep. In the lIl0t3ll6I'lS hand was a photograph of a smiling youth of about twenty-five years. The mother's eyes were filled with tears and no doubt they had been talking about their only son and wondering where he was and what he was doing that beautiful evening-wondering why they had submitted to his childish whims of seeing the world. A leaf which had been loosened by the breeze was gently wafted down and fell upon the face of the sleeping guest. The delightful picture was taken from his sight and he jumped up with a start, thinking that he could look upon the faces of his dear parents. but no-the country road was still there. the same fence was to climb and he must travel on and beg of some kind person his breakfast. LXNNA Moons. '12. The Tiptonian The Freshmen of 1912 in l93 j Harold Kroetz, editor of one of t.he large Philadelphia dailies, was visiting Tipton for the Iirst time in twenty years. He came in his large tou1'ing car, and as his chaudeur drove down the main street in 1935, was recognized Lorin Myerly, his old classmate, talking to a group of men on the corner. IVell, well, Lorin,'7 exclaimed Harold, 'tthis is indeed a sur- prise to me. Come, jump in and show us around the town. Lorin did so, but was as much surprised as Harold because he had left the state soon after his graduation and had not returned till now. WVhat are you doing these days? the mayor was asked. t'Uh, nothing muchg just running the town, I'm mayor. As they rode along. Harold saw a sign above a large three- story building, 'tllnited lVholesale Grocery, and on inquiry found it to be run by a classmate of his, Ruben Smith. Yes, he took charge of the bargain store grocery and built up such a trade that when he went i11to business for himself he came near to destroying the trade of that store because he took all the trade with him. He now owns almost all the groceries in the surrounding towns and some of his stores are even outside of the county. g'lVhat about the rest of the class of t15.' '4lVell, they almost all left the town after they became of age. Take Forrest Kiger, for instance. After he graduated from the Murphy lilemorial Business College he was made manager of a South American branch of a large implement company. But yo11 know before he left he was coupled up with Patricia. Langan and they both seem to enjoy it down there. t'That is all news to me, said the editor, t'IVhat became of the Hasket girls? You mean the beautiful and talented Hasket sisters, don't you? Oh, they toured all of the United States and considerable of Europe. They sang before the crowned heads of England on the day of coronation. '4lVho, those girls? lVhy I thought I heard that one of them was engaged to a race driver, named Daredevil Davis. Blanche is engaged to that fellowg and say, did you know that that Daredevil Davis was also a classmate of ours in 'l2? 4'lVhy, no. You do not mean to tell me that Russell Davis is that reckless fellow I saw on the Vanderbilt speedway prac- ticing for the Vanderbilt race, do you? The very fellowg and say, it is said that they will be mar- ried on the race course just after the race, if he wins, and if he does not win they will be 1nar1'ied at the next race he wins. uWhere is Florence Brown? uHer many charms won for her a millionaire in New York and she is the style setter of all the fashionable circles of New York and Newport. She attends all the society and charity balls and is the leading figure of the horse shows in those two places. ' i'And Maurice Vernon. Is he a teacher i11 the schools? UA teacher in the schools? lVell, I should say 11ot. But Mr. Dodds was to blame for l1is misdeeds. No one knows his exact location. lVell, in history class Mr. Dodds got him inter- ested in Mexico and as soon as he graduated he made a. blue streak for that country and started a. revolution and through this agency he was made President for a period of three days and a half. He was then overthrown and started another revo- lution. but that one failed. The last we heard from him was to the effect that he was a desperate character and was being hunted by the present administration of Mexico. uThat is indeed very sad to hear. I supposed he was the German instructor in the city school. uMy, no. The only classmate of ours that is teaching school is Mable Dawson, instructor of physical culture. But Geneveve Smith proved to be the business woman of our class. She has established beauty parlors in all of the large cities and has amassed a great fortune selling Lose-It-Quick Anti Fat. Tabletsfl Pearl Hoover and Esther Pape are assistants of hers. Hut I forgot, it isn7t Pearl Hoover now: it is Mrs. John Gifford. He is passenger agent on tl1e Lake Erie here in town. Now, that is all that I can account for. Do you know where any of the rest are? uS0lllQ,u answered Ilarold. I saw Margaret Bunch last week at the LaSalle Theatre. She is making a big hit as the tDoll' in the musical comedy, 'The Doll's Suitorsf She has been married twice and divorced both times and is now thinking of getting married on trial again. Greeta Barlow and Margaret Nicholson a1'e chorus girls in the same company. 'tKa.therine O'Hara is singing in grand opera. at New York, and is captivating lovers of music with her sweet voice. t'Some more of our ex-classmates are actors and actresses. In the 'Missouri Girl.' Beatrice Gay is playing in title role and Earl Foster is playing 'Zeke' lVilliam tlunkle and Clintie Cochran have perfected a new type of aeroplane. which is safe. They formed the Aera- Transit Company. operating between Chicago and Cincinnati. They now carry baggage and mail between those two cities. By the way. said Lorin, won't you take dinner with us today? NUS? lYho's your partner? I I see I have forgotten to tell you about myself. lVell tsolemnlyj I married Mary Ilobbs. You know when I com- menced courting her? It was when we were eighth graders. lVe sat in the back of the room. just an aisle between us. I had a hard time. but I finally won her. She is some cook. he added proudly. I am going in right now and find out if she is. I used to think the1'e was some chance for me when we were freshmen. but you know how I lost out. They enjoyed their dinner and as they emerged from the dining room Harold said: After enjoying a. dinner like that it makes an old bachelor like me wish he was married. C4 Iiet's go down to the oflicef' said Lorin. Alright. replied Harold. The automobile Ctll'l'i9tl them swiftly to the otlice, and llar- old being in a reminiscent mood. their conversation drifted again to their old classmates. 44 The Tiptonzafz John Coughlin is the present heavy-weight champion of the world. Harold said. t'Since I have been married. Mary will not allow me to read the sporting section of the newspaper, laughmgly said I10l'lll. Clarence Fuller went to Brown County a few years age, and became so popular that he was elected to the most honorable position ef county constable, as a successor to Newt Plum. Before going down there he eloped with Elma Mock and after a day m court he was granted a license of marriage. Lex Herron and John Legg a1'e reporters on lny staif. Ili l l l 11,11 Htl tl th ll1 wit . U11 is marriec ani is iv If I1 a a iear ie o 'ce. f s ' 'e is Bessie Bowers. Hobart Kinder is professor of agriculture in Yale I'ni- versity. Charlotte Qualters is his beloved wife. 0'Donald Patrick is the senior partner in one of the large clothing stores in New York. and lns dear wife is a classmate of 1 l l 1 t U Nl Ix x 1 ours. 'ou inow 1e': 1 is ma I c 'eo v 1. Omer Hosier owns a large fruit. ranch in California and lns wife is Iista Goodpasture. t'Eunice lVisner owns a large motion picture establishment in Indianapolis. Daniel Ryan is state senator in Colorado. June Ilooton is a political 'boss' in Ohio. Anthony 0'Ilerne is mayor of Janesville. Kentucky. Lawrence Mattingly is manager of llarry Myers. the light- weight champion of the lnlddle west. Donald Mcntgomery is the proprietor of the largest hotel in Indiana. Anthony McICntee and John Trabue are the leading law- yers in St. Paul. Well, I declare. if it isn't half-past two and I have to speak at Indianapolis at four. lllell, so-long. I will come back this way and you are to arrange for a spread for all the old class- mates o11 t0lllUl'l'0NV evening and do not spare the expense, because l will stand for it all. Good-byf, Tn.xn1'i: .xxn lillflfhltll, 715. The Tipzfonian The Mystery of Hans Sullivan In summer, when visitors come to my old home, there is always one drive that their friends make a point of showing them. That is the old North Pike. It winds along in a valley by the side of a little creek. On each side the green hills, cov- ered in some places with corn and in others with underbrush, slope up so high that they seem to touch the clouds. The road winds on for several miles and finally leads the one who follows it to a small stream shaded by great trees and spanned by an old-fashioned red bridge. Before the bridge comes in sight. just around the last turn. one notices a. little white house perched high on the l1ill at the left. IYith its background of dark ever- greens it looks like a. toy house, or a lookout station, keeping guard over the valley below. An old German, named llans Sullivan, and his wife, live in the cottage. They are common-place. industrious, old people, whose greatest pleasure is in watching the brown slopes gro':.' green with the growing crops. A casual acquaintance with the cottage and its occupants would not lead one to believe that there was any mystery sul- Nllllltllllg them. It would seem as if their lives in that peacefri spot should be calm and uneventful, a11d wholly open and honest. But such was not the case. For fifty weeks every year Hans lived the life of a moders ately successful farmer. much as his neighbors did. lint every spring, about the time tl1e ground thawed and streams from the hills and spring rains flowed down into the little stream near the house, Hans took an old tent down from the garret, put a. few supplies in his saddlebags, saddled one old gray horse and loaded another with his tent, and rode off into the hills. For two weeks nothing was heard of him. Then. exactlv fourteen davs after his disappearance, l1is old horses were seen coming down the slope, loaded exactly as they had been when .he left home. No one ever went with him, and he never made a single remark that let in any light upon those disappearances. For many years these actions were the subject of much neigh- borhood gossip, but one day the mystery was solved. Hans had become an old man and very feeble, so that, when the spring rains came, he sat by the window and listened to the noise of the little creek which l1ad grown large from the pouring in of many fresh- ets. He knew that he could never again make the journey to the hill country. So one night when many neighbors were gathered in his home, he told them the reason for his absences and what he had done while away: Many years ago. when I was a. young man, one of my cows st1'ayed away into the hills. I could not afford to lose her, so I followed her. For two days I watched her hoof prints, and finally I came upon her drinking from a tiny stream. As I waited for her to finish. I saw something glittering in the stream. I locked again and saw that the brook held many particles of this glittering material. and that it was gold. After that, I went there every year to gather the gold that the spring freshets washed down from tl1e hills. There never was much, but it added enough to my income to keep me comfortable. But now I can never go again. I have grown oldg my tottering limbs refuse to carry me so far f1'O1l1 home, and I shall go no more to gather up the shining gold that glitters in the stream. I know you have wondered at my secret expeditions and, as the season is at hand when the gold will be washed down from the hills, I have told you this that you, if you wish. may also benefit. from tl1e pri- vate gold mine of Hans Sullivan. S. Ij0R0'I'lIY Bi-nm., '12. The Tiptonzan The Professoifs Escapade On Friday, a week before the spring term of the University closed, I was taking an evening spin along the road which skirts the hills just north of the city. IVhile taking this exercise, I was also taking notes mentally for a theme on scenery for English composition the following Monday morning. On my right toward the city was a wide common, the sunnner pasture ground for about half a dozen city cows, and as is the case with all such fields well nigh eaten off i11to the ground. Ou the left. lay a large field that had lain idle as long as I could remem- ber. It was grown up in ironweeds, rcse briars and blackberry canes, wherever the rocky soil would afford sufficient roothold. The field was iuclosed by an old rotten fence, which might have averaged five rails in height. The corners of the fence were filled with tall weeds and briars. an excellent nesting place for bumble bees and yellow jackets. So far as I knew, few people crossed the field except a few botany and Zoology students. and they kept to the single path and hurried on as quickly as possible. At the opposite side of the field stood an old farmhouse. somewhat weather-beaten, but would, no doubt. have been quite comfortable if panes had been put into the window sashes i11 the place of old hats and coats which filled the openings. Behind the farmhouse rose a high hill, densely covered with forest. Together with the old house, the wooded hill cast a gloomy shadow, not only upon the valley, but upon the spirits of anyone who might seriously study the scene. As I was neither a botany or Zoology student, I had had no occasion to cross the field, 11or to explore the hidden recesses of the wood. I did not know, although I had been in the neighborhood for six months. that one gleam of liiiglitness. a beautiful girl, dwelt in that old house in the shadow o .ie ll . I had stopped to make a rough pencil sketch of the scene and was about to start on when I noticed a man walking hastilv across the common. His hat was pulled down over his eyes, head bent low, hands in pockets and back stooped. Ile crossed the road a few rods ahead of me, jumped over the rail fence. and disap- peared in tl1e brambles. Unconsciously. I had paused to watch him, and after his disappearance I continued to watch covertlv for his reappearance. After about fifteen minutes. I saw him about half way across the field, slowly making his way and trv- ing to keep behind the briars as much as possible. At last he eh- tered a deep ravine. which I had not perceived from the road. l gave up the idea of seeing where hc might go, so mounted mv wheel and rode away. ' Fl! if Pls Ulf :lf :lf 14 111 Monday morning when I went to school I found evervbodv talking rather excitedly. Professor I'l- had ta ken I l'l'llt'll.ll9tlN:9 the Friday evening before. telling the landlady that he would spend the time over Sunday in a neighboring citv. In his room he left a sealed 11ote addressed to the President of' the University. stating that, owing to circumstances which had arisen quite lately. he found it impossible to attend to his school duties the remainder of the term. Many were the conjectures advanced in the student body as to what these circumstances were. One or two declared that the Professor had fallen in love with the rich banker's daughter, and had eloped with her. Indeed, she had left town at noon on Saturday for a short visit in New York. Others said he The Tiptonian had received news of the death of his grandfather. Some said that he had gone away for a trip to Europe and had a1'rived in New York just i11 time to board the last ship sailing for Liverpool that month, :s: Pk :H Pk a ac wk wk As it developed finally all these various conjectures were wrong. Tuesday's daily paper came out with the report that the daughter of a one-time well-to-do farmer had eloped. She left a note on the dining-room table saying so much, but she failed to state whom she l1ad persuaded to go away with her. She l1ad left home Friday evening about eight-thirty o'cloek and had not been heard from since. Pk FK Pls Plf Plf Pk Pk Fl' Next autumn. when the fall term had got well under way. Professor H- told me that he had been afraid for some time that I would let the whole secret out. For an instant I was nonplused. Seeing my pe-rplexity. he asked me if I had not seen a tramp cross the road ahead of me one evening early in the spring. I said that I had. Then he told me he had feared that I had recognized him on account of the way in which I had watched him. lVell, I found out that he had fallen in love with the young girl who lived in that old farmhouse by the hill. He had met her a little more than a year before at at country pie supper. Yielding to the im- pulses of his heart. he had persuaded her to elope with him and they had been married the next day in New York. ALLEN K. JoHNsoN, '12, ! 9145? 'tt f ' 'i! E.'f '!Fl!ii'frf1?iW T? .. -- . t - - The Fable of the Woman and the Mouse. Once a little mouse was lost in a great big fo1'est. He ran around squealing at the top of l1is little voice. Finally he saw an old hag coming along a pathg he called to her for help, and asked her to show l1in1 the way out of the forest. The old hag only said, 'iJust follow along and you can get out. But presently everything grew dark-then darker-and still darker. Ilut the little mouse could both see and hear just as well when it was da1'k as when it was light. So he followed the old toothless hagg while she, thinking that she had lost the poor mouse in the darkness, allowed it to become light again, for she was a Witch. and, without a backward glance, proceeded. At last they reached the edge of the forestg tl1e old hag stopped beside a small tree. The little mouse ran up the tree, so he could make himself heard, and started to thank her in his little voice. The old witch was so frightened at his little voice that she fainted. And it is no wonder that ever since that day that women have been afraid of the tiny mouse, for the old witch was fright- ened by his squealing voice. CLYDE BARR, ,12. The Tiptonian Taken from Shakespeards All's Well that Ends Well CPlot from As You Like It1. j DI1AM,v1'1s P11:1:soN,x1f:. Thomas, in love with Dorothy. Dorothy, Tholnas' lover. H8I'lllill1 Foster Friends to Thomas. Gordy, the foolg seen at Bell's quite often. Sei-zxn 1-IN F11ox'1' or ll.x11o,x1N Sroun. Enter Thomas a11d llernum. FUVIIIQI' lllllt'll exeited. Thus.-Sir, tl1is is a world i11 whieh everyone has a part. and 1111110 a sad o11e. Iler.-W'l1y. Thomas. wl1at eau tr1.uble you now? ls it possible that, XV1tll a l1al1y.'a jewel. like 0119 wl1o is most dear lu lite to you-is it posslhle that trouble eould P01119 to you? Thos.-Aye, yes! Sl1e is a jewel. I would that she l1ad not been so glistening. for it's l'0l'ttlll1 that she astounds all XVltl1 wl1o1n she comes i11 efntaet. That. 111y dear Sll', IS what troubles ine! 1!l71f!'l' Comfy. Gow. Never trouhle. trouble. trouble, Till trouble troubles yllll For. if you trouble. trouble. trouhle. You'll always lllilkkl It douhle. So don't trouble trouble. troulrle. till you do. lVhat now-Good Master Melancholy Z- lVhat Canker knows tl1y vitals? T110-Q.-1,111 siek at heart. 11012-xvlly. faith then. here is a little Plilllt called f'Heart's Ease. tllands 111111 a pansy.j A true lover's plant-the Freneh eall it la pense or the i'thoughts. Now. if you he f1ll0llg'llt1flll, you ean he cured, but if you he eured, you niust. N take my advice. But-you ask for a remecly-they say that an ounce of 1Jl'0Vt'I1tl0l1 is worth a pllllllll of cure. If you were not troubled, you would need no eure: if you need no cure, then give 1116 llly Heart's Ease, and- Thos.-Away, fool, disturb not our peace, Let all this t0lllfU0lt'l'y c-ease. Seem-1 2-AT I,UIi0'l'lIY.S Rl-ISIlll'lNt'l'l. IZWIUUI' llmfoflzy. flnr.-Yes,l1e's a fine young man. fresh as the lllfllltll of May. lle has llfltillflflll hair, too. red as the rust of now-hut what means he by writing sueh luts of mmnsensu-al poetry as this I found o11 a slip of paper- Poem: Dorothy IS of stature fair. Sl1e is a lovely maid: She has pretty Illlt ln-own hair. Vvltll nelther rats nor hraul. -But It matters llilt. he loves ine. And, Toln, as such I'll please thee. Sex-:xi-1 23-IN F11oN'1' or FllS'l'l'1ll.S Iil'1SlDl'INI'l'l. Enter T11 onzrrx illlll l o.wfer. Tires.-Say, Foster, what ll2lS she said i11 regard to her friendship SV1tl1 nie? Has she said auglit of her Wllllllllg the reward in those contestant speeches? Fos.-VVell. no, ll0t that. Still she seems to tl1i11k that vou were angry because you lost that night. I Thus.-The gods forbid itl tAside: And she exeels IHC., VVell, go o11. The Tiptonian Fas.-I believe that you do not understand her, nor she you. You know she is of a volatile temperament, you of a phlegmatic, notwithstanding the color of your hair. Still, I'll do all I can to make you happy. Thos.-Yes, those last words sound like music to meg but- Enter Goraly. Gow.-Hear me, hear me, hear 1ne, my mistress l1as been weeping all morning, 'cause her blessed Thomas has forseekenw her. Now, if he's t4forseeken'7 her, it were a shame. Marry, sir, she has shed tears by the barrelg she got me to crying and thought I was mocking her-boo-hoo. 7'lm.v.-Let me see her immediately- I cannot stand this. To linger is amiss. Scnxn lmlx l'.xm.on .vr Bi-:I.1.'s. lL'n1'm' Tlzmnrm, witl1 teams in his eyes. Tlzos. tto Dorothy, wl1o is sitting with her face buried in her lllllltlSi-IJQIIY, how can this be? VVhat can have llillJlIQll0Klf liar.-Tllolnas. you are all the world to me, and here I 2llll,ll1IWl1- cast, melancholy. - W'-f'1 Q'i' 51: rrvfvyr -wzf'-wfgwamf-fff in w w Tlzos.-B-but, it-i-it's not my fault, is it? hor.-WVell, no-still, yes. Can't you see I'm in love? Tlzos.-lVith whom, dear? Dor.-VVith you, ttpetfi Thos.-Sing it to me, t'Kid.l' tKneels, kissing her hand.j Enter Gordy. Gow.-Well, ho! ho! Hal hal VVhat kind of an acrobatical stunt are you trying to perform now? Thos. and Dor. tm same breatlzj-Sencl for the preacher, I'm sick-kind 0' like it was in my heart. h'or.-Tlien you should have said send for the doctor. But- I must not linger, , I will away, so tto audieneej- Adieu, kind friends, Adieu, adieu, adieu ! I can no longer stay lvith you, with you, with ynlif I'll hang my harp on tl1e lVeeping willow tree And dreamsand dream of thee. KENT Lr1 rLif:, '13. The Haunted House A long time ago, during the pioneer days, at the extreme eastern end of Cincinnati, there was a large, two-story frame house, situated on the bank of thc Ohio river. The house had for- merly been a tavern and was patronized by the traveling public. It was in ai lonesome district and was at the time of this story usually vacant, being generally known as the Haunted House. There was one family. however, who, wishing a temporary abode while their own house in a neighboring district was in the course of construction, decided to brave the terrors of the Haunted House, saying in derision that as they had never harmed anyone, they did not think the ttghostsw would bother them. A few days later they moved ing the house was in a deplor- able condition. The Hoors and woodwork were so begrimed that it was impossible to determine of what material they were made. Undaunted by this, however, the thrifty housewife set to work with soap, lye and water, endeavoring to make it presentable, if possible. The dirt soon disappeared, but revealed, to her horror, many blood stains here and there. In vain she sought to efface them, but each new effort only served to make the spots brighter than before. After many ineffectual attempts she abandoned all hopes of removing the stains and went about her other work with a strange misgiving in her heart. As there was a large family of children, all of whom were very industrious, the entire house was i11 order by night. The family retired early. weary. but in a measure satisfied with their day's work. About midnight they were awakened by a crashing sound in the dining-room below. Mr. and Mrs. Allen hu1'ried down stairs thinking that every dish in the cupbcard must have been broken. lint to their surprise they found everything exactly as they had left it. So trying to persuade themselves that it was only their imagination. they 1'6lIl0llllt6tl the stairs. Scarcely had they reached their rooms. however. when a second sound broke upon their 0tllS. As if kettles. skillets. pots. pans. buckets. dippers. stewers and all sorts of kitchen utensils were being thrown about in nt-ter confusion. They rushed to the kitchen feeling more posi- tive than ever that something was wrong. But. as before. they found nothing had been disturbed. As might be suspected. tl1e1'e was no more sleep for them that night. for every minute they were in suspense. not knowing what next might occur. Next day all went well until nightfall. XVhen the lady of the house went to lock the door. as was her custom, what should she see but a very bright light out by the garden gate. Thinking it was someone with a lantern. she called out. VVho's there. and what's wanted? Slowly and silently the light approached to within about ten feet of her and halted. And then to her great surprise she could see by the glow cf the light that it was not carried by a hand. as she had supposed. but seemed floatin f in the is air. Awe-stricken. she watched it. The light began to descend. and finally seemed to sink into the ground. Filled with wonder at this second mystery. the family retired. fearing they knew not what. and expecting to be aroused at any moment by another ghostly demonstration. However.-all went well. On the following evening at about the same time. when Mrs. Allen had started to the well for a bucket of water. she tlgtllll saw the bright light by the garden gate. Despite the fact that she had been deceived the night before. she thought it might be some- one who wanted something. and said. If you want anything. come here. And immediately. as if obeying her command, the light started toward her and halted just a few feet to the left of where the other one had stopped. Then as she watched, it went The Tiptonzan up, up, up, and vanished. This second appearance of the light excited Mrs. Allen's curiosity. and she declared to the family her intention of looking there for treasure the next day. In tl1e morning. when the work had been completed, she took her spade and began a search for hidden treasure. She worked diligently u11til noon. following carefully the path of the light and laughing at her own folly she was about to give up, when her spade clicked against something in the dirt. Iiagerly throwing out another spadeful and carefully examining the earth. she found that it was-only a bone. Looking into the t1'ench which she had dug. she saw other bones peeping up here and there. Ilav- ing removed several cf these. she discovered that they were hu- llltlll bones. She lllllll0tll2lt9ly notified the authorities and further investigation disclcsed several human skeletons. Consoling her- self with the idea that it must be an Indian burying ground and mt valuing such a treasure as bones very highly. she gave up the search and resumed her household duties. A few nights later the family was awakened by a blood curd- ling scream which seemed to eminate from the cella1'. Mr. Allen. fearing to let his brave Zllltl active wife take the lead this time. went himself to investigate the cellar. Ile found that one side- wall had fallen in and there exposed to view the skeleton of a man. He let him rest peacefully until morning and then sent for the oflicers of the law. who. while looking for some means of identification. found a signet l'lIlgJ,' with the initial C t'l1gI1'2l-V0tl upon it and a metal money belt bearing the name Charles XVhen this story was circulated about the country. some of the old inhabitants recalled the fact that Medicine Charley, a traveling agent. had worn a belt and ring of that description, and that he had gone to the tavern one night and had never since bee11 seen. It was then decided that the landlord of the tavern had killed Charles for his money, and had concealed his body in the wall of the cellar. The Allen family not wishing to longer remain in a hmnan slaughter-house. quickly removed their goods to their own home, which was now nearing completion. and where they might enjoy peace and quietude from the continuous strain on their nerves of tl1e past few days. IIELEN TIUMBLE, '14. The Tz'p1501zz'c1f1 The Tiptonzan Athletics At the beginning of school this year there did not seem to be much hope of a successful athletic year in the Tipton High School. However, the boys cling to the old association, charging as annual dues. They elected Ralph Smith President and Roma Brookbank Secretary and Treasurer. But during the month of February and March the boys began to discuss the base ball prospects. Then Mr. Vail suggested as the Athletic Association had no constitution 11or any definite order of transacting business, that one be formed. Messrs. Vail, Ralph Smith, Forest Eaton, Roma Brookbank, Clyde Barr, Stanley Springer, Robert Pyke and XVill Zehner were selected to make this constitution. Mr. Vail was made Chairman of the Commit- tee. After three or four meetings, they Iinally adopted one. This was adopted in Ap1'il, 1912. FOOT BALL. It was rather doubtful whether or not a foot ball team could be organized. But Clyde Barr was elected Captain and VVard Norris Manager. Barr went to work immediately and managed 7 PD . C to get the following team: R. E. Oakes. L. E. Frisz. R. T. Foster. Q. B. Daniel. R. Cr. Hosier. R. H. B. Brookbank. C. Miller. L. H. B. Smith. L. G. Good. F. B. Barr. L. T. Springer. The H. S. team went to Fairmount. Saturday, Nov. 4, 1911, to play the H. S. team of that city. As the Tipton team was play- ing five substitutes we were defeated. The score was '29 to 3. Frisz and Smith were the only old men on the team. Foster, Smith and Fisz played a good game both defensive and offensive. Barr played a good defensive game. Three more games were scheduled but owing to inclement weather they were canceled. n BASKET BALL Early in the season the boys who wished to play Basket Ball organized. Roma Brookbank was elected Captain and Clyde Barr, Manager. As no indoor rooms could be secured they had to play on the outdoor court at the H. S. building. Two teams were organized and they played many a hard battle. XVe are very sorry that we have no picture of this team. First Team. Second Team. F. Rosenthal. F. Frisz. F. Springer. F. Daniel. C. Tressider. C. Barr. Gr. Brookbank. G. Smith. G. Foster. G. WVheatley. Substitutes. Substitutes. Good and Zehner. Vernon and Miller. A game was played with 'Windfall at XVindfall: but on account of not being able to l1it the basket Tipton lost. The score was 27 to 5. A few days later Hobbs H. S. ietilll played at Tipton. Here, Tipton won. The score was 17 to 11. A game was scheduled with Kempton and Fairmount, but owing to misumlerstanding these were not played. He has a The Tiptonian BASE BALL Athletics Prospect for the H. S. team of ,IQ were not so bad as was expected, with all of the old men gone but tl1ree. These three il1'6 each playing in a new position. A second team was formed which gave the first team excellent practice. THE TEAM C.-Bnoolimxli T. li.-IUANIELS P.-SMITH, C.xr r. L. F.-VERNON S. S.-SI'llINtll'ZK C. F.--Fos'rE1r F. B.-Goon H. F.-Hnvr'r S. B.-lC.x'1'oN Ihcoouiuxii is one of the old men on the team. lille pegging arm and a good batter. He gets all of the hot ones that Smith throws with ease. If he keeps up the pace we expect to see him with the Indianapolis A. A. team in two or three years. SMITH is another old man. lVhen Shook left us this year we just simply had to have a pitcher. So Smith Worked hard and faithful and now he is the mainstay of the box. His arm is in good condition and we hope it will remain so. He makes a sure hitter. SPRINGER is a new man but good. He plays short when not pitching. Smith and Springer alternate occasionally. Springer is a heavy hitter. Goon is a new man too. When the try-out was e d he was given bag number one to hold down. He has held it down good ever since. In fienlding, no one is much better than Good, but we hope he will get a surer batting eye. But when he hits the ball, it goes over the fence. EAToN is the other old man. He holds down second base. But sometimes he has to use l1is wings to get Brookbank's throws, but he gets them. He can be counted upon for some kind of a hit, if it is only with the girls. IJANIELS is a little man. He is an excellent fielder and uses his head well. Although this is his lirst year on the team, he is an experienced player. FOSTER is the best pinch hitter on the team, he always can be counted upon for just the l1it that's wanted. HIATT is a good fielder and batter. He is used in the box sometimes when he is sure of his support, he is a fine pitcher, and when he gets more experience, he will be valuable. Vr:nNoN is the only Freshman player on the team. He is a good base runner and a fairly good batter. But he will improve with age, we hope. 64 37 h '1 SMITH AND BARR. Calendar 5.-Rent books, several sly Fisheries. .-The program is arranged. .-Seniors have a hay ride. -Miss Towne looses a Freshman Latin Class and comes to the assembly after it. 12.-Nina B. Smith thinks Physics clear as mind. .-Mr. Dodds calls Rube Smith Ruby, -Miss Towne reseating the Freshmen in Latin Class, Rube Smith you the firstg Melba Richards, second, Omer Hosier, third, lfrantlc- ally waiving his hand! says, will you please tell me where those sentences are you are assigning? -Miss Kile asked what relation Lady Rowena was to Cedric and Reuel Good answered that she was his nephew. -Don T., reading English IV, t'out of the heap they had torn the pil- lars lpilferersj them softly into the tent. -Thomas says, in English IV, he cannot translate because it says every man must necessarily love and he doesn't understand that. 6.-Isabel Walker entertains the Senior Class. Sept. Sept. 6 Sept. 7 Sept. 8. Sept. Sept. 13 Sept. 14. Sept. 20 Sept. 29 Oct. 3. Oct. Uct. 12. Oct. 23. Oct. Nov. Nov. Nov. -VVhen Esther C. was asked why she missed Algebra recitation she replied that she had taken Miss Towne's ponies to the horse-show and was somewhat delayed by the fact that two of them balked. -Mr. Dodds married. Everyone was startled by a terrible thud and upon investigation it proved to have been caused by the sudden departure of Robert Pyke from his seat., Robert's downfall was caused by the extreme suddenness and overwhelming realization of the marriage of Mr. Dodds. A nice shower in assembly. 28.-The Junior and Senior Classes have a Hallowe'en party at the K. O. I.- K. A, castle. Mr. Horton locks Allen Johnson up in the laboratory for one period. Thomas R. goes to his rescue. 2.-History IV, Mr. Patt giving subjects for debates, How long ought 3 Allen J. wear his beard if he chose to have one 'l' 9.-Mr. Dodds fears someone will fall downstairs. Nov Nov Nov Nov Nov Nov. Nov Nov. Nov. Nov Nov Dec. Dec. Dec. Dec. Dec. Dee. Dec. Jan. Jan. Jan. Jan. The Tiptonzan -Mr. Horton declares he is a mixture and not a compound. 15.-Miss Kile, Men sat around for ages arguing questions. -Herman H. gets acid on his lips and Gladys D. soon afterwards gets it on her nose. I7 -Great orations in assembly. -Dorothy B. tries to convince Goody that he is wrong by saying ttWhy child that can't bef' -Eng. II. Bruce S. Sheep Qsleepj came not near my couch. 22.-Eng. IV. Frances Staats says poetry has intelligence. I 23.-Dallise F. lChe1n. IVJ asks whether she should draw a picture of the experiment 01' not. -Mr. Dodds announces to the Sophomorcs and lfreslunen that the Seniors want 50e for their pictures and that they never spend or squander the money. 27.-Maude VV. fGerman IVJ says she is very miserable. -High School have camp meeting at noon. -Dorothy Bell enters upon the duties of the T. H. S. Faculty. 5-Bruce S. fling. IIJ. He was legible feligilbel to the contest. -Bot. II. VVhen Esther C. was asked what plants produced proteids she answered cheese. Bruce S. tEng. IIJ.-Reading- Legrand cut many queer capers to the astonishment of his wallet lvaletjfy -Luther Rielunan goes to sleep. -Seniors take rattle boxes to Geometry Class. -Out for Christmas vacation. A play given in the afternoon. -Back to work again. -Harris Vail says to H. R. H., Do you sing high ? H. R. H., Just about six feet. -German IV. Earl Ludwig has a faint idea. How wonderful! -Maurice V. calls Mr. Horton out of Chemistry IV recitation. Those awful Freshman. The Tiptonian .lan .Ian .Ian J an .I an. Jan. Jan. J an Jan .Ian .Ian .Ia n Jan .Ia n .Ian Jan. Ja n .Ian .Ian Feb Feb Feb -Spiritual meeting in English IV. Good attendance: everyone was leased even H R H p , , . . . -Temperature 20 degrees below 0, H. R. H. wears an overcoat to school. -Isabel VV. almost falls down over such a little thing as the piano stool. -Latin Terms this A. M.: good attendance. German and History P. M., good attendance. -Term Exams. -Science Term A. M.: good attendance. Book rental this P. M.g all present. -Chem. IV, Mr. Horton, What is the molecular weight of Oxygen Donald. Don. T. just waking up, Sixteen, L. P. F., thirty- two. -H. R. Vail to L. P. F.: Where are you going my pretty maid Y -Mr. Dodds wishes to see 75 rowdies from T. H. S. when the girls pass out a bystander says, Is this a girl's school YH -Mr. Dodds get busy. -Gladys D., May 'Mut' and I speak to M1'. Patterson ? -Helen H. in discussing her place in the Senior play. OI It would just break my heart to quit now. Wonder why? -J. E. Miller gets up a case with an eighth grade girl. -H. R. Hosier, Chem. IV, says: Bones QD. B. T.J are made of carbon. -Eng. IV Donald T. Milton while there wrote an autobiography of himselff' 26.-Carl Crail, when after his little sister leads him from the assembly room by the hand returns firmly declaring he believes a little child shall lead them. -Louis F., Eng. IV: I know who he married, but I cannot remember. -Herman H. firmly declares l2X8-72. -Jude Howard falls into the music room. -I-Iaymond L. in Geom. Ill: Well, now Miss Thornton, I don't see how on earth you proved that because I couldn't. 2.-Debate in assembly. n.-About 1:15 Dorothy rushes in one assembly door and Tommy in the other both out of breath. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. 11 eb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Feb. Mar. Ma r Ma r Mar. Mar. Mar. Mar 6. 7. 8. 9. -Mr. Horton: Let me see, this is tomorrow. 12.- 23. 14. 15. 16. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 26. 27 28. 29. I. 4 5. 6. 7. 8. ll -Work. -Maude VV. asks how many yards in a foot. Frank H. looses his center of gravity in the assembly room. Lincoln Day. -Mr. Horton in assembly, Passes Class. Senior Class party at the home of Gladys Dice. -Bot. II. Mr. H.: The best way for a sweet potato vine to leaf is to grow straight up and scatter. -Mr. Dodds tells Bruce S. if he don't brace up and talk louder he would stand on his desk. -Vail in Music, to Earl L.: I dreamed I had a fight with you in music class the other night. , -Miss Pate in assembly very politely asks Maurice V. and Hohert R. K. to wake up. -A. R. T. is tardy. Allan J.: I want to have a fBlueJ meeting this noon. Mr. Vail asks the class to sing double in one seat. -Isabel VV. gives some suggestions such as privately together and the remainder left overf' -Alice P. fEng. IVJ reading they bore him bare face on the briar I bierl . -Earl L. informs Miss Pate that he thinks Duncan was some relation to his wife. -When Luther R. asked to speak to one of the teachers, Miss Pate kindly asked, What is your name, dear? -Dorothy B. Math. IV: Well, two fives are naught. -Gertrude declares that she positively cannot draw her bubbles. lShe says nothing of Bubbles Whcatleyl. -L. P. F. defining a fable says it is a. story of dumb animals which can talk. -Mr. D. lGerm. IVJ : It took all the girls in one end of town to find what size collar I wore. ' -F. Eaton uncermoniously enters Eng. IV. -L. P. F. lEng. IVJ when giving a character sketch of Rowena says she had no backbone. -Clyde B. fling. IVJ It is the nature of the D-of D-of the D-. Mar. Mar Mar. Mar Mar Mar Mar. Mar. Mar Mar. M ar. Mar Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. Apr. 12.-Miss Towne, translating nearby Edna. fAetnaJ thunders out. 13.-Helen H. gets awkward and spills her powder all over herself and Chase Hosier asks when the price of wheat came down? 14.-Geom. III, a degnified girl speaks in such degrading tones as, the P. A. M. is B. A. D. 15.-Mr. Dodds informs the History II that even unto today the Nether- lands have large wind mills and spotted cows. 18.-Ward N. and Ralph Parsons have fun playing marbles in Miss Pate's English Class. 19.-Eng. IV, Miss Pate tells Herman to move his head so she can see the blackboard. 20.-Geom. IV, Mr. D.: Once upon a time I am reading on page 13. 21.-Freshmen play marble in the hall. 22.-Wm. Shakespeare is given a bath by four Senior boys. 25.-Mr. Dodds says, keep busy. 26.-Luther R. has signs of absent mind disease and places a card on Gwendolyn's desk upon which were written these Words, Isle of View. 27.-Out for spring vacation. LLL 1.-Enola Daum in Physics takes up 20 min. quietly telling the girls how once upon a time she was cleaning something with chloro- form and got O! A! so sleepy and wanted to go to sleep and her mother would not let her for fear she would. 2.-Alice Hubbard finds her smudge boxn Qvanity boxj which she lost on the platform in the assembly. 3.-Mr. Hassold gives a very interesting talk on tl1e Dakotas. 4.-Nina S. wins a nickel ofi' Mr. Dodds in a bet in German Class. 5.-Nina buys nigger babiesv with the nickel and treats the Freshman Class. 8.-Everyone has the spring fever. 9.-Mr. Patterson informs the Seniors that he will soon show them the front doors and tell them to go. 10.-2d H. S. Team defeats the H. S. Team so bad that they look ashamed. 12.-Base ball tcam goes to Kempton. H The Tiptonzan Jokes Mr. Horton 1Bot. IU-fTalking to class about purchasing paperl-- Now I want each of you to bring 18c at noon, and say, please don't bring two ten censesf' Miss Kile fling. IIJ- Donald what was the way in which Portia killed herself '? Donald PykH Why, Miss Kile, she did swaller a red hot, real for sure, live coal. 1She swallowed fire.l Bertha J. fEng. IIJ- In them days they fit hand to hand. fFought hand to hand.J Luther R. 1Talking of grafting, Science Ill- Why can't you just cut the whole tree down and stick two or three other species in the decay of the stump ?', lst Soph. to Another- Say, kid, that green Freshie has a face like a monkeyf' 2d Soph.- Do you mean to say that his face is in the shape of a vascular bundle ? Mr. Horton iBot. IIJ-fcalling the rolll- Helen Trimble! Helen T. fweaklyj - Present Mr. Horton- O, yes, I forgot, she isn't in this class, is she ? Helen T. laroused by this time!- Yes I am too. Mr. H. goes on calling the roll. He finally comes to John Langan's name. Here he pauses and checks off John's name. Well, I guess he must be the boy I was think was in the IA. lThe class yell and Mr. H. thinks as usual that he has mispronounced son1eone's name.l Alph G. fling. IIJ- Say, was Cassius married ? Miss Kile- VVell, really, Alpha, I don't remember, but why do you ask ? Alpha G.- Because someone asked why Brutus had more servants than Cassius and I thought if Cassius wasn't married, he wouldn't need so many as Brutus. Mr. Horton iBot. IIJ-Hooking at Gertrude H.J- Now, if I were talking to any girl and she didn't want to listen, I just wouldn't talk to her. The Algebra grade are given to the IA section, the first examination after the arrival of Miss T. Some of the grades range as follows: Ben Eaton, 10 per eent.g Jolm Langan, 35 per cent.g Robert Pyke, 50 per cent.: Cyril Mat- tingly, 60 per cent. Other papers were found in the hall covered with many briny tears plus one big zero. Mr. Dodds- Edna, did you see any saloons in England ? The Tiptonian Edna Bunch- Yes, Mr. Dodds, but then I never went in. Hildreth H. fMon. morn.J- Say, Richman, you'll have to go to class. h giuthelr R. Cdrowsilyj- Yes, Gwendolyn, I know I'll have to go, midnight as urne to a crisp and its now l6:20. Mr. Dodds QHist. IIJ- There's Luther Richman, a great big fat boy who sifls inhclais and drones like a Scotch bagpipe while poor little skinny VVillie A ers ar t does likewise. Mr. Horton fBot. Ill- They inject germs into the blood of a horse and they kill the horse before he dies and take the corpuscles from his blood. Mr. Horton fBot. Ill- Cholera kills many people and-', Luther R. fEXprcssing his opinionl- Many hogs die each year on account of cholera and don't even know whatis the matter with them. Luther R. QHist. IIJ- Mary, queen of Scotts was the grandnephew of Henr VIIIJ' - Iilr. Horton- Explain the meaning of the 'lid is 0n.' Mount L.-UI can't sec into it. Mr. Dodds- What kind of a gun is it that always shoots 'F' Margaret N.-HA YVinchester. Mr. Dodds- The one that is never loaded. Mr. Horton- VVhat is characteristic of all young rivers Yi' Florence B.- They all have fish in 'em. Mr. Horton-Ulf you squeeze anything real tight, it will bend? Russell A.- She's never bent yet? Patricia- June, your hair reminds me of Marshall Fieldis building. June- Why Y Patricia-- Because it covers a block. Miss Thornton 1Algebra Il- Do you all understand these proble1ns?,i Don C. fscratching his headj- I don't understand what 23 means? Miss Kile- Loran what is the difference between assault and attack ? Loran M. fastonishedj- A salt and a tack ? At the Freshman Class party given at the home of Daniel Ryan, Miss Towne gently but reluctantly rejected Churchill Cox' embrace. Florence B. lPhys. IJ- VVhat is a hog back, Mount Lf? Mount L.- I don't know. Florence B.- You ought to know, you live in the country. Mr. Dodds-- Rube, if I had an oil well and would sell oil at .01 per gallon, what would the Trust do ? Rube S.-'Tut their oil down to nothing. Mr. Dodds- And then what would become of me ? Rube S.- You would 'bust.' The students in IA English Class were to give a quotation from Stevenson. When it came to J. Coughlin's time he said, Miss Pate, l.ex Herron gave me one I don't know if its from Stevenson or not, but it goes like this: Every time I come to town The boys keep kickin' my dog aroundg They got to quit kickin' my dog around. .Jw 155, 57 . 1.x iffj-,T ng' in Miss Pate- No doubt, but what that's his latest poem. Don Patrick fPhys. IJ- Where does this salt you buy in the drug store come from '? Mr. Horton- Why, it comes out of mines. Katherine O'Hara- Don't they use it for irrigation purposes ? Class- Haw-haw. . Mr. Dodds fHist. IBD- What was the belief of the Babylonians about their future life 'E' Forest K.- Why, they believed just the opposite of the Egyptians, that when they died, they were dead. Mr. Dodds- You don't doubt but what they were dead do you ? Forest K.- No, sir. Miss Thornton fAlg. IJ- Eunice, what is Anthony doing? I haven't seen him do anything that would make you nudge so. Eunice VV.- Well, I don't like to be teased all the time. Miss Thornton- O, was he teasing you-well that's a shame and I know you don't like it at all. Class- No, not a-tall. Toney O'B. CPhys. IJ-- How does it come that it costs more to ride on a train, than it does on al boat ?,' Mr. Horton- Does anybody know '? Dan Ryan- On train you have to fix railways and you don't have to fix anything on water. Mr. Horton- Yes, that's it. Mr. Dodds iHist. Il- Do you think that if the Dutch whipped the Eng- lish We would be wearing wooden shoes ? Eleanor G.- No, because our customers are stranger. Its easier to wear leather shoes than wooden. Mr. Dodds- Why, I bet if a Dutchman put on a pair of wooden shoes, he would out-run you any day? Eleanor G.- No doubt he would. Mr. Dodds fHist. IJ- What is necessary to arrest a man in the dark Y Florence B.- A light. Maurice V. tacting as teacher in Eng. ll- John, note the tales of the apple barrel. John fscratching his head.l Miss Pat? I guess John is wondering how many tales ftailsj it had. Mr. Horton CBotany III- Each of you bring a dandeliong they are easily found if you look in the right place. A Big Headed Soph.- Are you aware of the fact that all of the Freshies can do the work of photosynthesis? And do you know why ? A Bright Soph.- Sure, I know why all g1'een things can do that sort of work. Bruce S. QEng. IIJ- The piano-forte is a stringed musical instrument- Alpha. G.- Gee, Whiz, I thot' the Frcshies were the only instruments that still Wore pinaforesf' . Churchill C. lBot. Ill- Say, Mary McConkey, grab loose of my hand. Mr. Dodds 1Gern1an J- Earl have you no idea at all what a star-glory is? Earl L.- Yes, I have a faint idea. Miss Pate to Forest Eaton- What's your name dearest ? Ben Eaton, l guess, honey. Luther R. fHist. IIJ- They just sent a shipload of monks over to America and- Alpha G. tVVailing aloudb- I always did want a monkey and ma wouldn't let me have nary one fur fear l'd get a flea. Robert Pyke- Gee, but l'll bet there was a big tidal wave when Jolly Trixy was buried in the ocean. Mr. Dodds-- What business relations did the Count of Toulouse have with the French King? Forest E.- VVell, I spect as how he wuz his nephyf' Mr. Dodds Hlerman IVJ-fldxplaining rulel- Why do you say that Isabel 'P' Isabel- Because when you talk about love it denotes motion from place to placef' Miss Pate 1Eng. llIl- Whit can tell me what 'M. P.' stands for ? Nina S.- lt stands for Maud Pateg fee, hee.' Esther H.-In assembly attempts to throw an ink bottle at Mildred. Mildred C.- Don't you do that Pud, youire not Luther's Devil yet. Mr. Dodds- Donald how were the Clerks dressed T' Donald P.- Lean, lank, and-. Mr. Horton QBot. IIJ- The State keeps a bug-house and if anyone gets buggy they just send to the government and receive a box of bugs. Mr. Dodds QHist. Ill- Do the women as well as men have the spirit of God in them ? Alpha Gray- They do in some States. Luther R.- lf the women have the right to vote and secure offices the same as we men do. why don't they get out and chop wood ? Mr. Dodds- Well, some of the women in our neighborhood do. Mr. Dodds- Esther, what law do you have to obey in wars of today to prevent barbarous tricks ? Esther C.- The laws of cruelty to animals. Mary Mc-'tSay, Churchill is Ray Cox your brother ? Churchill fafter studying the question for several secondsj- Well, I donit know for sure, but 1 rather think he is for he's been in our family ever since I entered the circle and Lord only knows how long before. Miss Pate- What did Holmes write Esther? Esther C.- The Acrobat at the breakrast table. fThe Autocrat at the breakfast table.J Mr. Horton lBot. III- Those little rhomboid shaped cells are just little square cells pulled crooked. The Tiptonian Jean Carter fEng. Ill-heading to Miss Patel- If you love me for my- self, we shall be the happier-If you love me-U Miss Pate- That will do, Jeanf' Mr. Dodds fHist. IIJ- We have been playing football with nearly every church within the last month and I've tried to tell the truth all the way through, that's just the kind of a little boy, I am. Lewis Howard Ito his motherj- Well, I'll be switched. His Mamma- What's the matter, sonny ?' Lewis H.-KiI,1lI suspended. Bright Freshman fsighing at close of schoolj- My Latin translations were so good this year that they are out in book form. Wise Soph.- Oh, that's nothing mine were out in book form before I wrote them. Kent Little lworried on a little conundrum for nearly a whole day which we now submit to you for ratificationj- lf an hen sets on a cracked egg and hatches it, will the young gosling be crazy ? Mr. Dodds 1German IIIJ- How old are you. Enola? Enola- Really, now, 1 don't care to sayf' Miss Kile- Daniel, what is 'Nine Pins ?' Daniel Ryan- Something like seven-up. Miss Kile fEng. IJ- Omer, who was Rip VanWinkle ? Omer H. fjust waking upb- Rip VanWinkle? Oh, why? he was-he wus. Hiedreth H. QHist. IIJ- In ltaly if you are a Catholic you are a Catholic and if you aintis, you ain't. Mr. Patterson Ito Isabel XV. who came in latej- Isabel, you have missed half the showf' Isabel W.- Well, the clock stopped. Miss Bennett fGeom. IIIJ- When two faces coincide, what is formed ? Myron S. fblushingj- How do l know? , Mr. Dodds fGerman IVJ- Can you beckon with anything else besides your hand ? Donald T.-f'Yes, an umbrella. Clyde B. QChem. IVJ- Salts are named from metals which they contain and the non-medical Qnon-metal! radical. Mr. Horton fChem. IVQ- Earl, what is rain Y Earl L.- I thought that was a cloud that had descended. Mr. Horton-'fDallice, help him out. Dalice F.- Out of what, the rain? Miss Kile fling. IVJ- Donald, what is an oIl'crtory? Donald T.- That is a song that is sung that makes you feel good while the collections are taken up. Miss Kile- What is a sonnct, Frank? Frank H.- Well, it is a poem of fourteen lines and something about love. Mr. Vail- Robert, go to the board and draw a statl' and a base clefl'? Robert P.Qafter drawing the stalfj- Let me see, I have forgot which cud is curly. The Tiptonian Esther Huron ffleom. lllj- The inscribed LZMQ the intersected I. K. E. 1Carl Crail is present.J Francis S. las Lady Macbeth Eng. IVJ-'iWhat's to be done ? Gordy W. las Macbethl- Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest, chuck. Isabel W. lChem. IVJ-treading a questionl- What is artificial graph- ite? Why. that says to see Chapter X and I don't remember what that said. Mr. Horton- ln other words you didn't see ? Mr. Patterson- VVhat is the pop-valve for, Dorothy? Dorothy B.- To let off steam. Mr. Dodds- Johnny Langan, you go home at noon and get the butcher knife and tell your papa you are going to Arizona. What do you think. he would say 'F' John L.- VVell-er-I-er-know just about what he'd say. Esther C. ftalking of flowers in Botonyl- I think I mean a human fly- catcher. Mr. Horton fllot. Ill- In England the English spar1'ows always get out of the way just before a street-car runs over them. Mr. Dodds- The Jews stack bread out on the sidewalk as high as their room. John Stitt- lt sure docs look like the pure food oflicer woud git after tll9lll.,, Mr. Dodds lto John Stittj- John, why do you take that side of the question Y' John'S.- Just because. M1'. Dodds- Ol John, that is a girl's reasonf' Miss Thornton KAlgebra Ill- Bruce, how did you get that answer? Bruce S.- Well, now then, sor, l got that un by multiplying the numer- ator and the denominator by the rationalizing fcatory lfactorj and I got all the rest of um just like the first un. Esther C. ltalking of authorsl- I think if I wuz some people, I'd wait until 1 died and seen fer sure what wuz in the hereafter before I'd write any- thing about it. Miss B. iAlgebra Ill- Luther, what do those marks stand for-cents ? Luther R. Linnocentlyl- Why, I didnit know you werfe supposed to have sense lcentsj . Miss K. fling. Ill-'fEsther, what is your opinion of Caesar? Esther C.-i'Well, sir, I don't think Caesar was no coward. -2 L Would You Recognize Gordy Wheatley-as Bubbles, bun. Puny Russell Agnew- Truck, Louis Foster- Chicadee.,' Don Tresidder- Bones, Anti-fiat. Louis Howard- Judy.', Ernest Rosenthal- Jew, Fuzzy? Earl Foster-- Shovel. Dallas Warren- Daddy Leanord Pence- Hige. Chocolate. Fred Daniels- Crow. Will Zehner- Sing Harry Albershardt- Germanyf' Harold Frisz- Scrubby. Harold Kreotz- Deutsch, Hobart Kinder-'fFritz, Lemuel. Don Pyke- Sen-Boy, Punk. Luther Riclnnan-'fPercy. Churchill Cox- Beef trustf' Harry Glass- Barrel Head, Fatty. Allen Johnson-'fKicker. 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It's great to know yourself and have A pal that's all your owng To be such company for yourself You're never left alone. You'll t1'y to dodge the masses And you'll find the c-rowd's a joke. If you only treat yourself as well As you treat the other folk. I've made a study of myself. Compared with me the lot. And I've Hnally eoncluded Iini the hest friend I've got. Just get together with yourself, And trust yourself with you, And you'll he surprised how well yourself lV1ll like you if you do. Compliments of IV. H. S'1'oUT. The Art Press, Indianapolis - mm. unmxclmauuw . ULU! ' 23:10.11 myu.l1..'mJnccv7.m.uu1l9