University High School - Tower Yearbook (Carbondale, IL)

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It is rather nerve-wreclzing to find our very best friends buried here in the gloom of this modern Sphinx. Specially does it hurt to jind Donald Paine's tomb. Reason for Little Paine's Decease He may have passed the Eligibility List. He may have talked himself susceptible to onslaughts while being football manager. He might have continued arguing every good book down to the adoring reader. He might have over-taxed the pituitary gland in effort to grow. But again, maybe curiosity killed him. We can cite that age-old cat as an example. And Donald was curious. For three years he used to sit and watch a certain faculty member, wondering what this teacher was thinking that he could write diligently dur- ing every chapel meeting. By the unperturbed expression Donald could tell nothing. Announcements gave Donald no clue. No one ever spoke of it. He grew gradually more pale and thin, and his beard grew long and his hair matted. He found time hang- ing heavily on his hands. He became janitor, hoping to intercept a note some day. Then one day it happened. He spied the note which he had seen T. L. Bryant write with his new eversharp pencil. He opened it tremblingly. Ah, and now to read it. But there was nothing there. Bryant had used no lead. It was simply his way of keeping in practice for teaching Palmer Method. Donald never recovered. These people have not died in vain, though, for they have left inscribed upon the walls bits of philosophy which activated their lives. We pass it on to you for inspiration: I could live all my life in nonchalanee and insouciance Were it not for making a living, which is rather a nousciance. Why did the Lord give us agility If not to evade responsibility? A girl whose cheeks are covered with paint Has an advantage with me over those whose ain't. An anxious wooer can cure insomnia By murmuring Amor Vincit Omnia. For ice-breaking Candy Is Dandy But liquor Is quicker. A good way to forget todayls sorrows Is to think bard about tomorroufs. And that ends our exploring. For as yet the other tombs are a secret to be re- opened by later generations. We are grateful to past humor kings who shared their fun- ' Foley, Hall and Dickey. Let us never be guilty of burying our humor again as of this year. Let it be a god crowned supreme! Two Hundred Twenty-on nz'-i '-. :,-.. 4- . - X 5. . M 5 YQ W , . -fs., Wi'.a1g V Q f x Q .1 .ia i .1 . '. ' ' 7- Q i. I' , '.. 7 , L - ' ' 1- ' w-ffw-uuaunuza 4 ,--I - -Q' -,f-:L -.-' Y . . lg' ss 113,51 - 9 . y 'L iggf'-'51 , 'rr' 1 -5 1 ' .' A -sg 'sq 1: H P 1 .Q . . '- aw .1 .- - l -fa, -ff J e ff' , it JF' ' xi g. , - -v -N-vt, -. ,- ---. ,' , ,, I 5 . iii' . ' . ' ' - ':. . .' .. , K - rim. -. '-a.. - rix'mIx.e.n1n-LA- 'l11lnl..'v!n - 's11l!tU'nn:.xL:ll5ai

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Xvhut cz fickle, fickle world, we decided. Was it only love that stirred men thinly? But here was a regiment of tombs mapped of. Sorority girls buried here? What could cause this? Here was the explanation: Sudden Craze Causes Tragic Deaths All was quiet on the Sorority front, not a boat was stirring in the creek behind the house, nor a strand of rice growing in the swamp, not a colored flannel was flapping in the breeze, the mail man still came twice a dayg Mother Means rang the gong promptlyg everybody was late for dinner nightly, all was as usual or more so until Madolyn Bagwill and Helen Dollins went down town one day and bought a Hve cent purchase which started the fireworks. just a tiny rubber ball and nine jacks to go with it. Then it was every girl went Jack mad. Meals, cards, dancing, baths, lessons, friends, were all neglected for the new craze-even the faithful old boy-friends, who were forced to sympathize among themselves, read newspapers, while the girls worked and quarreled and counted jacks far into the night. Then one night something dreadful happened. We don't know whatg even Mother Means couldn't be located, but every girl was found stone dead. None of the boys, usually found there, could be found either. Suspicious are that the most jealous of them, Te-Thompson, T. L. Stearns, Byford Webb, Lowell Bailey, Curtis Hill, torn by insouciance, threw the jacks away, hence killing the girls with anger. Perhaps the girls assassinated each other through jealousy, though. Certainly Helen and Madolyn were more mutilated than all. Why Madolyn had no lip-stick on, and I-Ielen's hair was combed back perfectly straight! Only force of a dreadful kind could have caused the girls to go to their graves so illy-shrouded. This account is unnecessarily brutal, per- haps, but we are mystery-solvers, not sentimentalists. Two Hundred Twenty - if 2113 'Lili I 15-11 -Us if i ii -if . 1 ff Y r lfitf.m'usf'e LV Y-la.. ig T.: 1 , ggi - 59 'T-flip! - r - its ,L 'age l Q -' ' . ' '2 - , ' ' Xgby -slugs-i . .. '. fl- ' , gm Mags. - r--J'F!??s-4.5 : , r , .,. ..-, , . ,1.., , . - . Q-A , pr'-Af ., . N .., -- V- -. y I grglfilff- :rf - my , ., 1

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n our search for humorin life, we have not forgotten the other important featurc of Vmmfs clumcter?-the serious avein. The Sphinx itself, from which our lucky case was taken, has been a lesson for usg for we, too, should like to construct our own monuments of character on a scale as strong and inspirational as this. -Two Ifmnircd Twrnty-two