Victory High School - Optic Yearbook (Clarksburg, WV)

Text from Pages 1 - 192 of the 1924 volume:

The VICTORY ANNUAL 19 2 4 Published by THE JUNIOR CLASS of VICTORY HIGH SCHOOL Adcimston, W. Va. Foreword N FUTURE years, if when looking over these pages you should regard A Victory High School with greater love than ever before, we shall be highly repaid for our work in publishing this volume.—Editor. OUR ALMA MATER MISS VIOLET WARD FOUR works of art and literature are honored in the Hall of Fame; but to one whose service is even greater than all these to Victory High School, we have only a small way to show our appreciation by dedicating this book to her, Miss Violet Ward, who through her friendship, guidance and loyalty to us has won a lasting place in our hearts. FIVH WILLIAM R. WOLVERTON Supt. of Coal District Schools. Fairmont Normal. Columbia Correspondence College. Graduate Of Marshall College, 1907. six Board of Education L. S. WHITEMAN. President SEVEN RIGHT THE STAFF Marie Prim................................... Editor-in-Chief Glenna Haskins....... ............ Assistant Editor-in-Chief Harold Jenkins and Louis Schmidt Business Managers William Carr ..................................... Treasurer Lyle Murphy......................................... Calendar Wilburn Phares and Howard Robinson..................Athletics Freda Minter...........................................Girls’ Athletics Donovan Faust and Flora Floriana ......... Organization Brooks Reed............................................Artist Blanche Brasseur....................................... Jokes Fred Minter and Philip Carnmer Advertising Managers Irene Holland.........................Literature Department TYPISTS Edna McIntyre Carmen Charles Arline Kirby NINE « � o ELEVEN © MISS KTHKL MARIK MINTKK History, Knglisli Salem College. West Virginia Wesleyan College. THIRTEEN MRS. I :. A. Ll'ZADER English Salem College. West Virginia University. MR. EUGENE F. YAGER Manual Training, Mechanical Drawing, Roys’ Physical Director, Girls’ Raskcthall Coach Terra Haute State Normal. MISS EDITH MAE SMITH, A. R. Librarian, English Salem College. FOrRTRKN FIFTEEN MISS ROXANNE V. TRIMBLE, A. B. 'oninicreial Departmeat Logan College, Russelville, K.v. University of Kentucky. Bowling Green Business University. MISS FRANCES WHITE ('onmiereial Department Western Kentucky State Normal. Bowling Green Business University. MR. BASSEL E. LIGGETT, A. R. Algebra Davis-Elkins College. SIXTEEN SKVKNTEKN MR. CLEW R. SNODGRASS Roys' Physical Education General Science Coach University of Illinois. Colorado University. ETrjHTEKN MR. E. A. LUZADER Principal We cannot honor our class more than by choosing as our sponsor, Mr. E. A. Luzader, who has worked with us and for us to make these years in Victory High School profitable as well as enjoyable. NINETKKN SENIOR CLASS A Class Officers ......President Vice-President ......Secretary ......Treasurer Class Prophecy ......Historian Class Colors Blue and White Class Motto S-E-R-V-I-C-E Class Flower Sweet Peas Class Sponsor E. A. Luzader Class Advisers Miss Traugh, Miss Kirchner, Mr. Upton. Forrest Poling_________ Eugene Powell Virginia Fitzpatrick Dove Griffith.......... Raymond Greathouse Virginia Fitzpatrick FORREST POLING No finer fellow we know than he, He who knows him, his friend will be. VIRGINIA FITZPATRIC K An inborn grace that nothing brooks, A girl of culture and winsome looks. Kl'GEXE POWELL Dark and dapper, tall and lean, The best sport of all. is Eugene. DOVE GRIFFITH Her greatest desire was to gladden our eyes; To have studied her books, might have seemed more wise. TWENTY-ONE THELMA MERRYMAX To learning much she doth not incline: Rut in winning ways, she’s most divine. RAYMOND DOYLES The school’s acknowledged athlete. In any sport he’s hard to beat, A boy that’s never known defeat. That's Raymond. KI TH KTRALEY The quietest of the class I’m sure, She’s all that's sweet and right demure, And just the kind that will endure. l Al’L HYDRINS Brains, not brawn, make the man, Count on Paul to do the best he can. T W EXTY-TNVO MABEL (TNM (iHA.M In school work forever active, She sure is sweet and right attractive: Who wouldn’t want to be your captive. Mabel? ROBERT JOHNSON A Viking bold. I am sure, is he. Who, in ancient days, would have sailed the sea. MARY BEYER A happy, little maiden. With quite a merry smile; To cultivate her friendship. Is fully worth one’s while. VIVIAN DIU’MMONI) A squire of ladies would he be: Rut who’s the lady—don’t ask me. T V KNTY-THREE MINIMA MORGAN To deem this maiden merry, sweet and wise, Needs only a glance at her bright eyes. ALU SON KITTKO Sharing many another’s plight, Sits up to study every night. Not because he isn’t bright. Oh. Allison! CAIOIKN CHARLKS Dignity and charm, joy and grace, Make a pleasing picture In this Senior girl s face. HAROLD HAIINKS Shall I, wasting in despair. Die. because of a woman fair? If she does not think of me, What care I how fair she be? TWENTY-FOUR OPAL HOOPER She is just as graceful, as she’s tall. You see her flitting down the hall. One minute here, then not at all. That’s Opal. STACIE FORXASH Stacie’s a lad. who is somewhat quiet Of heavv work he shuns a steady diet. HLIA IKN KIN’S Happy am 1. from care I’m free. Why aren’t they all content like me KVRKT WHITEXKK If you’re in trouble, and need a good friend, Turn to old Kvert. he’ll a kind hand extend. TWKNTY-FIV K MARIK PROPST Here’s a girl like a dew-drop. She’s as pure as the purest. CLIFFORD HCFFMAN I dare do all things, that become a man. Let him do more, who says he can. BERYL SCHlTTK She’s the star of this ’ere class. And with an A she’ll always pass. HALLAS BROWN Of rather tall and towering height. With keenest sense of what is right; Six subjects? Well, I should say he’s bright. TWENTY-SIX IRENE MASON One that can play and dance and sing. Has lots of pep, is full of swing, Masters Chemistry, English, n’ everything. That’s Irene. MANTEL SAREIGO This bright boy’s forbears came from Spain, That Manuel’s a good linguist, we need not explain. A KLINE KIRBY Of all the girls as e’er was seen. There’s none so fair as our Arline. IIAKOLI) JENKINS Mastering Spanish with might and main. Knowing that knowledge he surely must gain. In order to build that castle in Spain. That’s Harold. T V ENT Y - S E V E X HAYSEL SHAFFER She that is loved by all so well. From the very first we fell, How we’ll hate to bid farewell To Haysel. f AMlKL FRSO Samuel’s a lad. who loves to debate; As an all around student, He surely is great. KliLBN HOOPER To say she is pretty seems rather trite, Here’s to Ellen, an airy, fairy sprite. ZULA WEAVER Eyes of blue, brow of pearl; She’s a jewel, fit for an earl. TWENTY- Hit HIT LILLIAN McCLOt’D Earth's noblest thing— A woman perfected WILMA NICHOLSON I fear to love you, because, I fear you’d try to be the boss. T V KXTY-X1XK KENNETH SHAFFER Kenneth’s a handsome lad, slender and tall. His sister to him seems the best girl of all. MARYSTENGEK More generous girl you couldn’t find. And just as sweet as she is kind. To pretty things, her eyes are blind. That’s Mary. ALIKE METZ My mind to me an empire is. While grace afTordeth health. WAR-REX HOOPER V irtue is hold and goodness never fearful. Ul'TII IHJSSEV Ruth is dependable, ambitious and fair. A tall Senior girl with golden hair. TALUK WALTERS Blooming in her maiden’s bower. Studying hard from hour to hour, Here’s our little Senior flower. Lillie. THIRTY Al'DRA VANCOI UT With sky blue eyes and light brown hair. There’s really none that can compare With her—this modest Senior fair. Audra. liEOXA METZ Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and. All her paths are peace. MARIE STROTHER A diligent student is this maid. Of real hard work she's unafraid; She’s frank and calls a spade a spade. Marie. SARAH LIEULIETTE Sarah is likable, merry, and gay; Her friends testify to her winning way. THIRTY-ONE KONA MelNTYRE Her air. her manners all who saw, admired. Courteous though coy. and gentle, though retired. ANDREW KERRANDO A lad of parts, sturdy, straight %m strong: If you follow our Andrew, you’ll not go wrong. ETHEL SULLIVAN She is pretty to walk with. Witty to talk with. And pleasant to think of. IRENE HEATER Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low. An excellent thing in woman. THIRTY-TWO MILDItEI) POWELL A right merry lassie with auburn hair; Whatever the game, you’ll see Mildred there. FRKI) SCANKS The only trouble with good, old Fred— Me sometimes forgets to leave his bed. MAPLE SWIGER Maple’s a happy Senior from down the line. In domestic circles, she surely will shine. Gl Y RADCLIFFE A hundred per cent of grit, brains and For everything that is fair and upright. THIRTY-THUKM FRED BAXTER With a loud, ringing laugh and a merry brown eye. He’d hunt up a joke, if he were going to die. THIRTY-FOUR 1924-CLASS HISTORY OF SENIOR CLASS-1924 We, the Senior class of 1924, chose for our sponsor Mr. E. A. Luzader, our principal, whom we honor very much. In our first year we did not take part in many activities in the school but we studied hard and a large per cent were in the honorary societies, the Columbian and the Excelsior. We then as Freshmen considered it the biggest honor to be a good student and let the higher classes take part in the operettas, etc. We organized our class and chose blue and white for our class colors; also elected the following officers: Samuel Urso, president; Eugene Powell, vice-president; Virginia Morgan, secretary; Blanche Criss, treasurer. We had an enrollment of one hundred four. In our second year, we entered upon our school work no longer feeling humble as Freshmen. We elected our officers. Eugene Powell, president; Virginia Morgan, vice-president; Haysel Shaffer, secretary; Dove Griffith, treasurer. We were proud of the fact that many Sophomores took part in the Operetta and Irene Mason had one of the leading parts in the “Glass Slipper.” We began our third year’s work with enthusiasm. We had many responsibilities, and the first thing we did was to reorganize our class so we could begin our work. We elected Forrest Poling, president; Haysel Shaffer, vice-president; Zula Weaver, secretary; Allen Swindler, treasurer. Our first affair was a Hallowe’en Bazaar, which encouraged us very much in the financial part of our work. We have the distinct honor of being the first Junior Class to have the school annual. We are also proud of the fact that we have been so well represented in the orchestra for four years. At the close of our Junior year we found ourselves Seniors. We had gained the coveted goal, “Entrance by the Front Door.” At our first meeting we re-elected Forrest Poling president whom we find to be an inspiring leader. Eugene Powell, vice-president; Virginia Fitzpatrick, secretary; THIRTY-FIVE Dove Griffith, treasurer. We also chose the following advisers and we know we could never have chosen better ones: Miss Bertha Traugh, Miss Fay Kirchner and Mr. Arthur Upton. We certainly do appreciate the work of our advisers. They have made our last year with dear old Victory a successful one. In later years we are sure that everyone of us will look back to the days when we were in High School and think they were the happiest days in our lives, at the same time recalling the good advice given to us by our advisers. VIRGINIA FITZPATRICK. Class Historian, ’24. THTRTV-SIS The Senior Class Poem We are leaving dear Old Victory, We will scatter far and near, But we never shall forget her, Thoughts of her will bring a tear. Four long years we’ve labored gladly, Under teachers good and true; But in giving out the credit, We think some is due to You. Time to us is but a vision, Since we entered first your walls; But we cannot linger longer, We must go, for duty calls. We are going on to college With a thought of you each day, And I’m sure that it will help us, As we journey on our way. When we’re handed our diploma, And are hastened on our way, Many a voice will gently whisper, “Oh ! I wish that I could stay.” Someone else will take our places, Someone else will do our work; Though we know ’twill be no better, Let us hope they do not shirk. We shall ask you to remember All the classes gone before; But remember, none is better Than the class of ’24. I am closing, time is wasted; Tongue and pen can never tell What we think about our school days. In the school we loved so well. FORREST POLING, ’24. Tin HTY-SEV KN Senior Song Old Victory is a jolly place, And we love it all so well, And all the good times we have had, ’Mid memories long shall dwell. In the years that we have been to school, There were tests and study hall; Though we were Seniors all the year, They seemed to “get” us all. As Seniors we have done our part And tried to do it well; But the hardest thing we have to do Is to bid our friends farewell. And thus into the world we go, And ’till the moon shall pale, We’ll try traditions to uphold, And our Alma Mater hail! All Hail! ’24. We Seniors think of our school lift As time for fun and cheer, In later years we ne’er shall know, Of one thing half so dear. As Freshmen, all was new to us, The books and teachers, too; Our school days then were rough at times But always we pledged true. As Sophies, school seemed more like life, Of happy days we’ve told, Spent in the old familiar halls, Where all have often strolled. Juniors—then, we were at last, Our best we tried to be, In entertaining royally, The class of ’23. Nearer and nearer, draws the day, When under-grads we’ll be, no more, Here’s to the class of fine old friends! All hail to ’24. PAUL HUDKINS. THIRTY-RTCIITT Senior Prophecy One gloomy rainy evening in May, 1934, just about dusk, as I was sitting near a window, my thoughts drifted to my past school days, and especially to the class of ’24 of Victory High. At this moment, some unseen hand placed before my vision a small sphere. I looked at it in some surprise, when all at once a voice from above said, “If you want to see the fortunes of your classmates, look into the center of this sphere.” I gazed silently into it and after a few minutes there appeared before my vision a large building in Chicago. In a luxurious office on the fourth floor sat Andrew Ferrando, a prosperous lawyer, dictating to Mary Bever, his stenographer. This passed on and I saw before me one of New York’s greatest Operas. On the billboard I read, “Edna McIntyre, Famous Toe Dancer, will appear here in her first performance since her return from her tour abroad.” The scene quickly changed to a large ranch in New Mexico. I saw Evert Whitener, owner of this ranch, mounting a beautiful black horse, and while in conversation with him I learned that he had three gold mines and a pony farm now. Now before me appeared Hollywood. Who could be here ? Well, well, if it was not Carmen Charles, whom we all thought would be married long ago. The scene quickly faded and I found myself before Victory High School. It looked quite different now, for the much needed improvements had long been added. The faculty appeared before me and among them I saw Virginia Fitzpatrick as Latin teacher, for Miss Ward has been married for several years. Maple Swiger was in charge of the kitchen. The gymnasium was in charge of one of my classmates. Why it was Beryl Schutte! Manuel Sariego was in charge of the English department and many of his pupils were wondering as we did in ’24 where he found all of his large words which he used. A few moments passed and I found myself in Clarksburg. I saw before me the Empire National Bank and who was it sitting at the desk of its president but Forrest Poling! We had remembered him as our class president in high school days. At his side quietly taking dictation was Ruth Bussey. The picture went slowly down the street and paused for a moment before the Liberty Store. Inside, neatly seated at the cashier’s desk, was THIRTY-NINK Opal Hooper receiving money from the saleslady, whom I recognized as her sister, Ellen. Just then the door opened and in walked the manager who at once began a tirade of bossing. Who was it but Warren Hooper! I now found myself in the residence section. Before me was one of the finest homes on East Main street. A lady was just stepping from a beautiful car. I looked closely and whom should I see but Dove Griffith, as it was in ’24, but now Mrs. H. Smith! As her chauffeur I saw to my surprise Robert Johnson. Now came slowly to my sight an immense building, which was very beautiful. I recognized it as the new Court House of Clarksburg. On the second floor in the court room, whom should I see but Allison Fittro seated in the judge’s chair. Would you believe it? Sitting near him was the Chief of Police whom I remember now as being “Brud” Eugene Powell. The scene shifted to Washington, D. C. As president of the United States—do I know him? Yes, it was Kenneth Shaffer. His private secretary was Harold Jenkins. In the Senate I saw Ethel Sullivan and Samuel Urso. In the House of Representatives I saw Irene Heater, Sarah Lieu-lette and Stacie Fomash. Some of our class had reached the highest in fame. My vision passed to Texas and there on a ranch whom should I see but Alice and Leona Metz, who were joint owners of this. They had had much success in cattle raising. Then I was back in West Virginia. In Salem College I saw Marie Strother as Dean of Women. Under her care I saw Marie Propst giving indoor baseball to the girls. As music teachers I saw Zula Weaver and Lillian McCloud. I am in Africa now. Who can be here ? I saw the inside of a mission school and sitting in the midst of a group of wee African tots was Vivian Drummond! Who should be his wife and helpmate but Mabel Cunningham! Just then the door opened and a salesman entered. Why it was Clifford Huffman, trying to sell toothpicks to these people. Why we can only guess. The sphere turns just a little and I looked into the heart of China. I saw here Harold Barnes and Julia Jenkins, now Mrs. Barnes. Harold was trying to teach the Chinese boys the game of football. Julia was teaching the girls how to make fine lace and linens. My vision became very dim. I looked closer and I could make out a large field with white tents scattered about. I looked closer still and I seemed to see in the distance the pictures of Hallas Brown and Paul Hud-kins. All at once the vision becomes brighter and I recognized a circus. As smallest and tallest clowns I saw that it was in truth “Slim” and “Doc.” The scene quickly changed—well, of all things! I saw Mildred Powell as the wife of Guy Radcliff who is a prominent banker of Columbus, Ohio. FORTY I looked closer and I saw Arline Kirby, who is now Mrs. Miller, wheeling a perambulator down one of the prominent streets of Columbus. I was now in Wellsley College and what do you know? Haysel Shaffer was coaching basketball here and Virginia Morgan was teaching Chemistry. I was in Boston. Here in a luxurious office I saw Thelma Merryman practicing law. Ruth Straley was private secretary for Thomas A. Edison, Jr. Back in West Virginia University I saw Raymond Boyles coaching football and as his assistant I saw Fred Baxter giving out his orders to the boys. I was again in Clarksburg. At the Opera House I saw Irene Mason as leading lady in a prominent opera. Then at Jack Marks’ Orpheum I saw Raymond Greathouse playing his violin. And last of all before my vision appeared my teacher advisers. I saw Miss Traugh and Miss Kirchner quarreling over which should teach cooking and which one sewing in Clendenin High School. We saw Mr. Upton still at Victory teaching Chemistry. The sphere became a blank and I realized that I had had my wish fulfilled. Class of ’24. KORTY-ONK Freak Day Scene: Back Stage. Characters: Seniors. (Enter a group of girls preparing to go on stage). Mabel Cunningham: “How on earth am 1 going to keep this wig on? It is about six inches too big for me.” Beryl Schutte: “Yes, and this big nose of mine slips all over my face.” Audra Vancourt, (pulling her dress down): “Girls, I just can’t go out in front of all those boys with this short dress on. I am going back home.” Maple Swiger: “But, Audra, you would ruin the whole play. Yours is the most important part.” Julia Jenkins: “Where is the mirror? I must see if this long dress hangs evenly. Why do I always have to be the old maid anyway ?” Ellen Hooper: “Do I make a good farmer’s daughter? This yellow dress and red bonnet makes me feel like a Jack ’o Lantern.” (Enters Harold Jenkins as a big fat man). Girls: “Oh, look at Jenks. How he’s wabbling.” Harold: “Water! I’m burning up.” (Pulls a pillow out of his overalls and flings it across the room). (Enter a group of boys impersonating the Victory orchestra). Everett (tuning his uke): “Samuel hit ‘G’ on that drum. I just can’t get this tuned right.” Samuel (giving a loud thump on the drum): “There, you ought to hear that for the next six weeks.” Everett (rubbing his ears): “I shall.” Manuel (beating time and posing as Mr. Beckett): “Have I got that artistic movement ?” All (laughing): “Yea.” Forrest Poling (giving a shrill tone on the cornet): “There, that’s the first time I’ve been able to reach that note this morning.” Marie Propst (powdering her nose daintily): “If I can only keep my powder on, I shall be perfectly happy. My face shines like an apple.” Alice Metz (going through her dance): “I’m so afraid I shall get my feet tangled when I do this side step.” Julia: “Well, if I don’t fall in this balloon of mine, I’ll miss my guess. Mary Stenger (peering through the stage door): “Heavens, there goes the curtain. Fall in line. Forward march! But for goodness sake keep on your feet and don’t laugh.” (All exit clumsily as the fake orchestra plays in horrible discord). edna mcintyre, RUTH BUSSEY. FORTT-TWO Senior Joys This is to declare The Senior joys, And of the play and cares Of Senior girls and boys. We all came at the first of the year And it showed very plain in our looks, For we had in our mind very clear That we would try to report on nine books. Then we planned a roast of corn, And it would have been a treat, But of course it began to storm, Lo, in the gym we had to eat. Next came a Hallowe’en party Of goblins and witches and ghosts, And they all ate very hearty, For of good eats there was a host. Then came our taffy pull, a mussy affair, And what else could it be, pray tell ? For every one was crying, “Watch there”! As to the floor their taffy fell. And then our party on Christmas eve, At which we all had a good time, Everybody hated to leave, But for 12 the clock would soon chime. And then semester exams, Which never fail to appear; But we were brave in spite of them, And not one of us shed a tear. Our January party was next, And, 0, those Leap Year joys, For the girls all made some pretext, To escort to the party the boys. Then while the snow was still deep A sleighing party we had; At 10:30 we came in to eat. And hot dogs we ate like mad. This is not the last of our cares. As hard as they may be; And we hope not the last of our affairs, But in due time we shall see. POETY-THREi; MARY BEVER. Juniors Donovan Faust William Carr..... Marie Prim....... Wilburn Phares... President Vice-President .....Secretary .....Treasui’er Colors: Alice Blue and Gold Motto: Veni, Vidi, Vici Flower: American Rose Advisers: Miss Ward Mrs. Luzader Miss LaRue Miss Minter Mr. Beckett FORTY-FOUR r Class Roll Bohlman, Lester Rond, Edward Brasseur. Blanche Bennett, Neil Bormans, Fernand Bould, Louis Barnes, Frankie Corbin, Constance Crimm, Harold Carr, William Crimm, Gladys Cammer, Philip Davinson, Marvin Drummond, Claude Douglas, Thomas Ford, Robert Fox, Lena Fox, Mary Faust, Don a van Fervier. Adjinor Floriana, Flora Menedez, Florinda Fornash, Lelia Greathouse, Nellie Gill, George Grapes, Beulah Goff, Pauline Huffman, Burline Hamrick, Charles Huffman. Katheryn Hamilton, French Haskins, Glenna Taylor, James Tomes, Ona Talkington, Glenn Wright. Lawrence Showalter, Carl Robinson. Howard Heater, Rosa Hardesty, Clay James, Flossie Johnson, Anna Keaster, George Leaf, Virgil Lynch, Dorothy Martin. Virginia Maderia, Noel McDaniel, Hansel Minter, Freda Morrison, Betty Morrison. Betty K. Murray, Nellie Malfregeot, Albert McIntyre, Katherine Maxon, Fulvia Murphy, Lyle McDaniel, Francis Newbrough. Charles Prim, Marie Phares, Wilburn Powell, Dorothy Powell, Guy Red fox, Myrtle Rodriguez. Jessie Radcliff, Guy Reed. Brooks Holland, Irene Strong. Dora Sims. Octavia Shiffra, Sophia Smith, Mamie Smith, Frances Smith, Rose Schmidt, Louis Wolf, William Haponstall. Marie FORTY-SIX FORTY -SKY KN FOKTV-RN5HT CLASS OFFICERS litres, Comvad Faust ' y c? - Pre s Mm Corr )SjSct.M rie Pr m l iras, n-kyrr. Phares CLASS ROLL F Bar : A be' rtt r. Hula' T Ow ylas BMomson R Ferri B.F.Mer risen L Fsrr.nah BReec L Fox H RcPtnson M Fa, I. Rot land Grapes 0. Strong 1 C Harccstru G. Tal nfUi F. James J Tj ylor GAeasTer SfV. rtolf HHaaera V. oaf F Me r- '6su S.Warren F MHkntel LSchrrut h.Hurray 0- Sims L.Nclar L. Bo Jo llFrw',' K.Mclntrye H.Rcc’d G.HosKiriS J Rod'we F Goff K Short a t� M Da :sson nSvuth J.Ki'KnatrK'. C Tor CS S.Shi ffra L BsHrno r V. Martin F Borr-xrs MS'njt i 6 brassf -• E. For rush P Csmr'.er A Johnson h.Crim R.Snrlh CCo'b'n R. heater Kfevrier F Fieranna G. Powell Chtrr.r'cK G.C rimn HhapjnsU' KB«nn«C LMur rhy GTalfaftet ‘ CLASS AOYISORS MiSS. V oiet Ward I Miss Ethel Ahntir M.SS. Mildred La Rue Mrs. £ A.Leader Mr. Clyde BecKeti FORTY-.VINK FIFTY FIFTY-TWO Junior Class History members of the Class of ’25 first entered the building V, J as a class in the fall of the year ’21 and by the assistance of our dignified Juniors escaped annihilation at the hands of the inflated Sophomores. Early in our Freshman year, was laid the foundation for the deep reverence and loyalty of all members to all the best traditions due Victory. Class organizations were a little late, but were in time put on a sound business basis. The Sophomore year is not a year of glory after overcoming the obstacles in our year of green. Although some of our comrades had fallen by the wayside we marched triumphantly forward toward our goal. After overcoming our last barrier we entered rejoicing “The Junior Class at last.” Shortly after coming into the Junior year we felt the need of leaders and chose for President, Donavan Faust; Vice-President, William Carr; Secretary, Marie Prim; and Treasurer, Wilburn Phares. We hope that we, the Class of ’25, shall be as victorious in the future as we have been in the past. —WILLIAM WOLFE, ’25. FIFTY-THU !■:!•: IN MEMORIAM LOUISE SMITH Born Died - - - - AMANDA SMITH Born - - - - Manayka, Y. Yn. Class of '24 - - - November 3, 1900 .............September 13, 1923 - - - - - - Class of ’20 Danniont, W. Ya. Died - August 20, 1907 November 17, 1923 SOPHOMORES SOPHOMORE CLASS Sophomore Class Officers Class Officers Paul Funk..............................President Lempi Rauhala.....................Vice-President Thelma Criss...........................Secretary Alma Helmick...........................Treasurer Colors Red and White Adams, Frank Aimar, Albino Anderson, Newton Ashcraft, Burgess Barnes, Bertie Barnes, Ruth Boyce, Harold Butler, Alfreda Bray, Lonnie Bow. Ruth Beaver, Cleora Bussey, Jessie Bussey, Lester Bartos, Anna Barille, Sarah Bennett, Nellie Bush. Mildred Bragg, Violet Brummage, Alice Beard, Donald Carnes, Edgar Carnes, Laura Oiacciarello, Frank Cox, Jewel Coburn, Thelma Criss, Thelma Crissman. Irene Crimm, Mary Courtney, Ralph Davison. Amanda Daugherty, Pearl Eakins, Paul Eakins, Virgil Funk, Paul Fittro, Arthur Fittro, Helen Ford, Clarice Gaines, Mary Class Roll Glenn, Robert Grapes, William Gill, Paul Gump, Edward Groghan, Donna Hamrick, Maple Heaton, Harry Helmick, Alma Harbert. Ralph James, Lucille Kerr, Blanche Kerns, Beulah Lamb, Ralph Lawson, Lucille Lindsey, Helen Lyon, Nancy McCauley, Laco McClung. Mary McClung, Arlie Meleche, Louise Madill, Lucille Mayse, Harvey Marshall, Geneva Matheny, Katherine Mittong, Mildred Me Keen, Dona von Nicholson, Vera Newbrough, Seymour McDanile, Ruby McFarlan. Annette Olean, Lukey Primm, Harry Pitts, Mamie Pitts, Garnet Perine, Virginia Pasternack. Stanley Robinson. Ralph Rardin, Lucille Rauhala, Lempi Reed, Edgar Reynolds, Maxine Rowan, Deloras Rodriguez. Kelley Rice. Russell Shaffer, Liss Spatafore, Pete Shaw, Mollie Scott, ByrI Scott, Pearl Smith, Margaret Springer. Octavia Snyder, Virginia Snyder, Jessie Snyder, Lucille Shreve, Harper Summerville, Verta Straley, Thelma Sroka. Aniiel Srodek, Virgil Tate. Lillian Thomas, Robert Talkington, Wilma Tawney, Donald lTpton, Frances DeLuca. Tony Phares, Beatrice Walker. Beulah Walsh, Grace Watts, Ralph Weaver. Harold Williams, Charles Williams, Virginia Weaver. Keith Westfall, Ruby Wineinger, Norman Williams. Bencile Wyckoff, Helen FIFTY-SIX SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY aFTER three months’ deviation from the rugged path of education in joyous pursuits of pleasure and well earned freedom from study, the Freshmen Class of 1922-1923 returned to this much trodden pathway to resume ambitious chase of the illusive thing, called “KNOWLEDGE. As tyrant custom decrees, the class survived no longer under that suggestive name of Freshmen, but was awarded for its efficiency, the more dignified title of “SOPHOMORE” From this noble band very few were lost in the winding trails of vacation, and the assemblage that returned, has made itself again one of the prominent classes of the High School division of Education. Many of the Sophomores retained their remarkable Freshmen athletic ability. There were several of their number among the stars of the football field, and we know they will not be missing when it comes to playing basketball. Miss Smith, Miss Van Horn, Mr. Yager and Mr. Davis, the loyal advisors, as well as the dutiful president, Paul Funk; vice-president, Lempi Rauhala; secretary, Thelma Criss, and treasurer, Alma Helmick, will recommend to anyone the ability of the SOPHOMORES in both school and daily life. You will undoubtedly hear more of this talented class next year when it will be a turn higher in the educational race. —MILDRED MITTONG. FIFTY-SEVEN FRESHMAN CLASS OFFICERS Cecil Enochs...........................President Mabel Wolf........................Vice-President Paul Sutton............................Secretary Nellie Lynch......................... Treasurer Beatty, Raymond Beaver, William Brown, Beatrice Baldwin, Vaniah Bly, Lillian Bond, Mary Cammer, Virginia Costilow, Lucille Craig, Thorne Cottrill, LeEtta Clark, Carl Cirulla, Leona Codish, Carrie Carnes, Elizabeth Cunningham. Mary Davis. Wilfred Davis, Reon Dussart, Ernest Drummond, Paul Drummond, Ruth Davison. Druza Daniels. Leona Enochs, Cecil Freeman, Cora Fox. Edna Flaherty, Frank Fitzpatrick. Madeline Goff, Marguerite Gaines, Hazel Gearst, Agnes Granato, Mary Gillespie, Lance Class Roll Griffith, Bessie Hartman, Loy Hutchinson, William Hannah, Kathleen Heinze. Dorsey Hood. Edward Iaquianta, Sam James, Marguerite Jeffries, Lucille Johnson, Burton Kidd, Beulah Keaster, Lillian Kimmel, Glen Lepon, Rosa McClung, Ellsworth Mazza, Sam Maxwell, William Mittong, Kennith McCartney, Katherine Mezzaros. Julia Mainse, Lucille Morrison. Maude McIntyre, Marjorie McClung. Willis Lambert, Louise Patterson, Thelma Pferdehirt, Louise Powell, Horace Powell, Carl Pitts, Sarah Pferdehirt. Virginia Polish, Geneva Meeks, Aline Quinant, Raymond Ritter, Snow Rauhala, Jennie Romine, Madeline Richards, Herley Scotchie, Mary Scott, Paul Southern, John Shahan, Gladys Sroka, Edward Strother, Victor Stump, Fred Sutton, Paul Teague, Bertha Wolf, Mabel Warner, Marguerite Walters, Elza Wyckoff. Harry Whitman, Ethel Willison, Kenneth Wolf. Zoe Winas, Edward Williams, Lucy Williams, Tressie Shawan, Edward Vancycle, Ruth Westfall, Harold Zinn, Lawrence Nicholson, Jennings Gloss, Dorothy McIntyre, Ruth McIntyre, Josephine FIFTY-EIGHT MXIN-AX.-lh I s Z w HRIi......1.LJ ill!! !i! I . !i!l!l!l!l!i!i!i!i!l!l!l!i!i IRK 5353484848485353234848 Freshman Class History FTER entering Victory High School, September 3, 1923, and registering with great difficulty, we settled down to the task of making the class of ’27 the best class to graduate from our school. We realize that we have entered a growing school and we, both as individuals and as a class, are doing our best to bring honor to her name. In the eaxdy part of October, we called a meeting of the class for the purpose of electing officers to guide us safely over our first year of high school life. At this meeting, we elected the following: Cecil Enochs, president; Mabel Wolfe, vice-president; Paul Sutton, secretary; and Nellie Lynch, treasurer. With the aid of our class advisers, Coach Snodgrass, Miss Trimble, Miss White, Miss Matthews, Mr. Liggett, and Miss Fittro, we hope to successfully complete our first year and shall continue to look forward to that day when we shall gain the coveted permission of “entering by the front door.” —MARY EVA CUNNINGHAM, ’28. SIXTY Alumni Association Brady Sims ..... Boyde Madill.... Christine Moine Effie Trunick .....President Vice-President .....Secretary Treasurer Name Where Occupation Ralph Crimm Home Carpenter Pearl Drummond Home Teaching at Hepzibali Harold Smith Baltimore In School James Cottrill Home Hazel Atlas Gladys Cunningham Hornor Housekeeping Walter Florlana Home Hazel Atlas Paul Johnson Home Marie Grapes Home Teaching at Ziesing Orville Hurst Baltimore In School Gladys Price Home Teaching at Adamston Hazel Cunningham Home Teaching at Ziesing Benjamin Reynolds Home Teaching Paul Trunick Home Neva Reeves Home Teaching Dale Strother Homo Kemitt Burton Home Typing Co. Brady Sims Salem Attending College Helen Thompson Home Housekeeping Harry Scott Home Hope Natural Gas Co. Garnett Fittro Home Teaching at Norwood Chester Bussey Salem Attending College Madge McDaniel Home Teaching at Ziesing David Nichols Home Teaching at Chieftain Effie Trunick Buckhannon Going to School Arden Wadsworth Home M. V. T. Co. Irene Strother Salem In School Charles Miller Homo Adamston Glass Factory Vivian Johnson Home Beulah McClung Home Teaching at Ziesing Harry Minter Home Hazel Atlas Alma Snyder Home Teaching at Northvicw Robert Zehfuss Baltimore Ruby Dennison Akron Vance Keaster Camden-on-Gauley Engineering Gladys Redfox Home Teaching Chester Reed Morgantown W. V. U. Marcella Schmidt Home Bookkeepnig Carl Nichols Home Mercantile Business Fern Quinaut Home Virgil Hall Salem In School Lynn Swiger Home Teaching at Chieftain sixty-on rc Name Whcro Occupation Gay Daugherty Homo Harold O’Neil Home Hazel Atlas Elizabeth Adcock Homo Teaching at Arlington Lyda Props Home Housekeeping A vice Powell Home Teaching Alta Cunningham Home Teaching Mabel Williams Home Housekeeping Ruth Sommervillc Home Housekeeping Alice Gillot Home Stenographer Boyd Madill Home Christine Moine Home Stenographer John Scott Virginia In School William Barth Home Conductor of M. V. T. Co. Clemence Betitgirard Home Telephone Operator John Mayes Home Viola Kirkpatrick Terra Alta Teaching Virginia McFarlin Buckhannon Student Paul Stewart West Minster Student Virginia Davisson Salem In School Clarence Bow Home M. V. T. Co. Lyle Bates Home Addie Musgravc Virginia In School Carl Tawney May Hall Grafton Teaching Gladys Upton Buckhannon In School Arthur Whitener Home Pauline Bond Home Teaching Herman Reuter Morgantown W. V. U. Wayne Cunningham Morgantown W. V. U. Mildred Harper Morgantown W. V. U. Louis Bitonti Morgantown W. V. U. Ruth Corbin Morgantown W. V. U. Mildred Wolverton Home Teaching Lester Fitzpatrick Home Conductor Jean Hamrick Ohio Student Hubert Bever Home Engineer Walter Martin Home Hazel Atlas Isabel Morgan Mud Lick Teaching Irene Bever Home Bookkeeping Edison Fittro Home Hazel Atlas Ruth Taylor Home Teaching Everett Brand Home Bookkeeper Marguerite Wyckoff Home Housekeeping Marie Talkington Home Teaching Clyde Barnes Home Bell Telephone Co. Mildred Brown Home Teaching Glenn Gifford Mary Kelley Baltimore Housekeeping Madison Lyon Home Beatrice Barnes Home Teaching Erma Crimm Home Teaching Cassel Sullivan Home Teaching Kenneth Hurst Baltimore In School Albert Powell Baltimore In School SIXTY-TWO Organizations Orchestra Boys’ Glee Club Girls’ Glee Club Debating Society Ninety Club Students’ Council True Blue Girls Friendship Club Senior Dramatic Club Junior Dramatic Club Athletic Association ’Varsity Club Girls’ V. G. Club SIXTY-THREE ORCHESTRA Virginia Fitzpatrick, Pianist James Taylor, First Violin Raymond Greathouse, First Violin Lester Bohlman, First Violin Gladys Crimm. First Violin Harry Heaton, First Violin Samuel Urso, Coronet Alberty Malfregeot, Saxaphone Director, Horace Powell, Second Violin Margaret Smith, Second Violin Ralph Courtney, Second Violin William Hutchinson, Second Violin Virgil Srodek. Saxophone Paul Funk, Coronet Louis Schmid , Clarinet Clyde E. Beckett SIXTY-FOUR GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB BOYS’ GLEE CLUB SIXTY-FIVE Members of Glee Clubs girls Sarah Barile Ruth Bussey Constance Corbin Pauline Goff Rose Heater Glenna Haskins Sarah Lilleuette Katherine Matheny Mary McClung Edna McIntyre Wilma Nicholson Garnett Pitts Dorothy Powell Marie Primm Maxine Reynolds Mary Stinger Octavia Sims Elizabeth Warner Viola Carnes Sarah Pitts Lillian Bly Mary Cunningham Leona Daniels Madaline Fitzpatrick Beulah Grapes Thelma Merryman Alice Metz Katherine McIntyre Marjorie McIntyre Virginia Martin Mollie Shaw Ona Toms Mabel Wolfe Jewel Cox Deloras Rowan Irene Heater Maude Morris Tressie Williams Mary Crim Lena Fornash Lucille Madill Florienda Meneiulez Margaret Warner Ruth VanSickle Alfreda Butler BOYS Fred Baxter Edgar Carnes Vivian Drummond Allison Fittro Donovan Faust Raymond Greathouse Ralph Harbert Phillip Cammer Noel Madera Lyle Murphy Eugene Powell Forrest Poling Fred Scanes Carl Showalter Kenneth Shaffer Everett Whitener Keith Weaver Harold Weaver Ralph Watts Clifford Huffman John Kirkpatrick William Wolfe SIXTY-SIX Debating Club THE Debating Club met September 18th. and elected the following officers: President, Octavia Sims; Vice-President, Paul Funk; Secre- tary, Freda Minter; Treasurer, Mary Bever. We had a very successful year of Debating Club work, which was due mainly to the great efforts of Miss Minter. Our enrollment was larger than that of former years and the interest was not as good as it could have been, due to the fact that most of the members were beginners. But we feel Victory will be heard from much stronger in this line next year. The High School was represented in a District Contest held at this school March 29. Victory came out second in the Debate, Oration, Essay and Extemporaneous Speech. Although we did not get first place in anything, we feel proud of the interest and faithful work of our members in this contest, also of the continuous efforts of Mr. Liggett. —OCTAVIA SIMS, ’25. SrXTV-SKVBN Members of Debating Club President.......................... Octavia Sims Vice-President...................... Paul Funk Secretary..........................Freda Minter Treasurer............................ Mary Bever Cleora Bever Frances Upton Jessie Bussey Helen Wyckoff Margaret Smith Thelma Criss Samuel Urso William Bever Wiley Smith Ralph Harbert John Southern Annette McFarlin Paul P'unk Octavia Sims Freda Minter Mary Bever Ruth Bow Beulah Walker Cecil Enochs Wilburn Phares John Kirkpatrick Leonard Nolan William Hutchinson Garnett Pitts Helen Lindsay Irene Crissman Fred Minter Clarice Ford Ruth VanSickle Marie Primm Lyle Murphy Howard Robinson CRITICS Miss Ethel Minter Mr. Bassel Liggett SIXTY-EIGHT SI XT. Y - X1N !■' % Sophomore Ninety Club Officers Paul Funk...............................President Francis Upton......................Vice-President Lucille James...........................Secretary Harry Heaton............................Treasurer Adviser, Mrs. Luzader Members Frank Adams Albino Aimer Harold Boyce Hester Bussey Anna Bartos Alice Brummage Donald Beard Laura Carnes Frank Ciacciarello Paul Funk Clarice Ford Robert Glenn Donna Groghan Harry Heaton Alma Helmick Lucille James Ralph Harbert Lucille Lawson Mary McClung Mildred Mittong Annette McFarlin Lukey Olean Harry Primm Helen Wyckoff Lem pi Rauhala Marguerite Smith Octavia Springer Jessie Snyder Harper Shreve Francis Upton Harold Weaver Violet Bragg SEVENTY SBV KXTV-ONK Students' Council HpHE Students’ Council, which is composed of all the officers of the A classes, held their first meeting October fifteenth, and elected Forrest Poling chairman, Wilburn Phares, assistant chairman, and Alma Helmick, secretary. 1 hey have from this date been holding their business meetings and trials. As this is the first year for the Students’ Council and it is new to everyone, they have not progressed so rapidly. Their works are unknown to many, but they are getting a strong foothold so as to make it stronger next year. They are now but building the foundation of this organization and are trying to establish it firmly. They mean to establish it so firmly that soon it will become a necessary organization of the school. It is a benefit to our school in different ways. It tries to impress upon the students the need to take care of school property, and encourages the right kind of school spirit. So let us all unite with the Students’ Council and try to raise the standard of Victory High School. —ALMA HELMICK, Secy. SKVUNTY-TWO Members of the Students’ Council Chairman ....... Judge............... Prosecuting Attorney Secretary .... Forrest Poling Paul Funk Donovan Faust Alma Helmick Forrest Poling Virginia Fitzpatrick Eugene Powell Dove Griffith Donovan Faust William Carr Marie Primm Wilbur Phares Paul Funk Lem pi Rauhala Thelma Criss Alma Helmick Cecil Enochs Mabel Wolfe Paul Sutton Nellie Lynch SKV ENT Y-THREE SKV i: TV-FOUK MISCELLANEOUS A Midsummer Night's Dream THE dance had been a great success, the setting perfect, the girls many and beautiful, and the wine plentiful and full of kick. Even as I walked homeward alone at 2 a. m., my brain was a muddle of music, dancing, whirling streets, and people. I was ever haunted with the catching melody of a popular song I had lately heard. As my highly imaginative mind was trying to keep balance with my feet, my thoughts suddenly switched to my Junior English lesson for the morrow. The vision of Sir Lancelot, King Arthur, the clashing of armor, and deeds of knighthood now troubled my mental horizon. I was in a bad shape, and was getting worse rapidly. Suddenly there was a ringing, clashing, running sound, then a loud bang, and I felt as though I had been struck by lightning. As the crash and bang died away, so my soul and body seemed to sink and fade away without any effort or pain. I was being carried along as on a flowery, perfumed bed of clouds. How restful and peaceful it seemed as I floated along in mid-air! After hours of airy bliss the scene changed, and thus my story. The setting is a large reception court of a medieval king—a huge court surrounded by gold-studded pillars, overhung with draperies, on one side a large stone platform with a marble throne, table and furnishings. The hour is past noon, and the king is dressing in his light coat of mail, and his sword is dangling by his side. His servants are lying close by sleeping with one eye open, while his maidservants are darting back and forth arranging the court. A large negro slave stands back of the king with a fan, for the day is warm. The domesticated court lion roams around the room snapping at the annoying flies. Truly, this was a peaceful scene. Low, a rustling of the silken curtains—they open, and in hobbles an old woman on a cane, exclaiming in a loud, shrill voice, “0 King! A Boon, A Boon, Great King.” “What do you want?” thundered the King, Sir Wilbur Phares. “0 mercy, and help us! Yesterday there entered our peaceful land of Glenwood from the unknown and heathenish land of Hepzibah on the West, a foreign knight, Sir Harold Westfall, by name, mounted on a bar with two wheels and a handle and a box which went ‘Put! Bang! Bang!’ and traveled like the speed of a motor, (he called the animal a motorcycle). He was armed with a small stick which threw fire and lead. He went killing and scaring all our people, leaving destruction in his path. After raiding the pantry and stealing my home-made candy, he carried off my beautiful daughter, Virginia Morgan, leaving me no one to wash the supper dishes. Heavily ladened with grief am I, and I desire revenge.” SKV HNTY-F1V H The King snorted, blew a cloud of smoke from his cigar, and said, “Ah, too much have we stood from this new kingdom to the West headed by the bold Sir Jesse Rodriguez and Chief Counsellor Donovan Faust, and their band of outlaws! We shall war!” and forthwith gave three shrill blasts on his tom toms. Instantly the curtains parted and in marched the Knights of the Dining Table headed by the terrible Tony LeLuca, and among them Sir Raymond Boyles, the bachelor, Sir Forrest Poling, avenger of many a beautiful maiden. Sir F. Minter and Hickus McClung, and the crafty Lefty Nolan and Lyle Murphy, each saluting with the knife and fork hook. Trembling with anger King Wilburn bade them make ready for war and their mission. They departed with a whoop, leaving Sir Lyle Murphy, Knight of the Kitchen, to watch the Court in their absence. Soon all were ready and lined up in complete armor. Mounted on fleet bicycles and all of one accord, they set out to see what they could do to the realm of Rodriguez. Now the land of llepzibah where Jesse ruled, was a country of great industry, modern civilization and large cities. The country was connected by railways. The palaces were surrounded by large lakes, protected by vast battleships and an army with armed cars, tanks, arillery and high class aeroplanes; so when Sir Rodriguez saw the marching forces of King Wilburn he laughed long and loud and exclaimed, “We will have much fun with this outfit.” “Right well we will,” said Sir Don. “Me thinks I even see the form of King Tut in the march.” When King Wilburn approached, Sir Rodriguez opened fire with all his army, navy and air forces. The noise and destruction was terrific and the forces of King Wilburn were frightened, amazed and exclaimed, “Surely this is the work of Snodgrass, the magician,” and they fell on their knees and worshipped. Sir Jesse took compassion upon them and bade the firing cease and went out, raised up the Knight of Armor and talked to their King. Then they all went into the Palace in peace and had feasting and celebrating lasting three days. Now King Wilburn and Sir Rodriguez became great friends. Property and civilization spread to the land of King Wilburn and with this the lands of Glenwood and Hepzibah became the most flourishing provinces in the land of Victory. Now again the scenes changed. 1 was lying on the ground and surrounded by a multitude of people, then 1 heard some one say, “Boy, that fire truck sure gave him some knock on the head, but I think he is coming around now.” And I was; my dream was over! —HOWARD ROBINSON, ’25. SHVKNTY-SIX Autobiography of a Silver Dollar IT is said that a silver dollar is made round and easy to roll. This surely must be so in my case; for I have rolled from hand to hand until now I am safe in my present master’s house. June 18, 1923, I came into being in the United States mint along with my other silver brothers and nickel and dime sisters. After coming out of the counting room into the big outside world. President Harding first became my master. Later he gave me to a pretty little flower girl of the streets for some violets, telling her to keep the change. The little girl, rejoicing over this kind gift, planned gaily for the feast that she could now give her invalid mother. Near her home she stopped at a Jewish trader’s tiny shop, and having carefully selected a nice orange, a bit of meat for broth, a box of crackers and a small package of tea, she handed me over to the wily Jew. This Jew, happy because he had made an unexpected profit on his sales to the little girl, became slightly generous and decided to stop on his way home at a Greek fruit stand to buy a few overripe bananas, which he could get at a very cheap price. These bananas he know would rejoice the heart of his favorite child. The Greek banana seller, to whom the Jew gave me, kept me for a few days. Then one morning as a French peddler passed by, he was attracted by a gaudy kerchief dangling from the peddler’s pack. After haggling over the price, the two finally came to terms; then the kerchief was handed over to the Greek in exchange for me and a bunch of grapes, which reminded the peddler of his native France. This French peddler was not a very nice master; for he jingled me in his pockets with several old battered pennies and rusty keys. I made my escape from him by slipping out through a hole in his trousers pocket. After losing myself from him, I rolled merrily down the street until I came to a little boy, who I found out later was very rich, for he had in his pocket some of my brothers and sisters. They told me that the boy was on his way to France. Oh, glorious France! 1 had always longed to see it. SKVK.VTY-SKVKX Finally, the day arrived when I went on board ship with my master. Such excitement! Flags and flowers were everywhere. People were waving goodbye and crying and shouting all at the same time. After a day on board the ship, my master became very seasick, and I confess 1 was very seasick myself and used the railing as much as my master did. Later becoming careless and leaning out of my master’s pocket too far, I fell out. Oh, horrors, such a falling! Down, down, I went into the stilly blue depths of the sea. Such a sensation as slowly, steadily I went instead of rushing headlong and ending it all. Heaven preserve us, how dark it grew! Thump, gulp, down 1 went into a dark passage way. Gathering my wits together I looked around to see what had happened. To my dismay 1 found that I had been swallowed by a fish and was in its stomach. I began to kick around, but this was of no avail. How long I remained in the fish I do not know, for I soon became unconscious. When I came to myself, I could see daylight, and a young housewife had me in her hands. Presently her husband came in, and then 1 found out how I came to be there. She told him that she had caught the fish at the seashore, and upon opening it had found me. The husband seemed glad, and told his wife to keep me for good luck. And good luck I have brought them; for now they live in a nice big house, and people say that they are rich. They have rolled me in a useful way. —MARIE HAPTONSTALL, ’25. SKVKNTY-HHSIIT A Qhost Story JERRY OWEN sat on a bench in the park and waited. The night air was cold and Jerry was sleepy. Me sat hunched down with the collar of his coat turned up about his ears. Jerry was thinking of his chum, John Haskins, with whom he had grown up from childhood, attended the same High School and graduated from the same class in college. But John was no more. A lump rose in Jerry’s throat and refused to be swallowed. John had chosen steel construction engineering as his life’s work. Jerry had taken up medicine. After they had graduated from college the spring before, both had come to the city; John to work on a big building then under construction, and Jerry to practice medicine. All had gone well with both until a week previous, when John had fallen, hurting his back seriously. As soon as Jerry saw him he told him he could never get well. John had taken it calmly, in fact, he had laughed about it. “As well as any other time,” he said. John had always had queer ideas, one of them being a passion for dogs. He told Jerry to be at a certain spot in the park at midnight following the day of his death. Fifteen minutes later he died, quietly, as he had lived. Jerry glanced at the luminous dial of his watch. ‘Tifteen more minutes,” he muttered, “and I can go home and get some sleep.” The day had been strenuous and he was tired. He fell into troubled half-sleep. He was awakened by the striking of the clock in the tower of a nearby building. Midnight! The day following John’s death. He sat with tense muscles, mind alert. A nearby lamp made the place as light as day. He glanced around and saw nothing unusual; nevertheless, he felt queer. “This is getting on my nerves,” he muttered. Closing his eyes he rubbed the palms of his hands over them. When he opened his eyes the first thing he saw was a white dog of medium size standing perhaps five paces away. The dog was looking at him with wide open eyes. They gazed at each other for perhaps a minute, neither moving. Then the dog slowly closed one eye. Jerry jumped. John had had a habit of closing one eye when thinking. The dog took a cautious step forward and paused with one foot uplifted. “Come here, pup,” Jerry commanded. The pup grilled. Again Jerry jumped. “Come on, old pal,” he said in a more gentle tone. SEVENTY-NtNK A more serious look came over the dog’s countenance. Jerry decided he was seeing things. The dog started forward again. It came up slowly until it was within a yard of Jerry, then stopped and regarded him with an inquiring look for perhaps a minute, then sat down, never taking its eyes from his. These uncanny eyes were brown and Jerry remembered with a start that John’s eyes had also been brown. Closing his eyes he breathed deeply and when he opened them the white dog was nowhere to be seen. Bewildered, Jerry rushed from the place. Jerry three evenings later, on entering his room found a white dog lying before the fire. Its breathing was spasmodic and it groaned at inter- als as if in great pain. Throwing his hat on a chair Jerry knelt by the dog, which turned its head and looked at him with a pair of big brown eyes full of pain. Jerry felt now as when standing by John’s bed three days before, when he bade him a last farewell. But he was again gazing into John’s eyes, filled with pain as before. He felt the dog stiffen under his touch, the brown eyes became expressionless. and after a spasmodic gasp the muscles relaxed, and the bodv became still. He remained kneeling for the greater part of a minute, then rising, he stng{?ered weakly to the bed. His face was ashen, his hands were shaken. Jerry had seen John die twice. —DONOVAN FAUST, ’25. E1C.HTY THE VICTORY RENAISSANCE It was late one day in chapel, As the announcements were being read. Everyone was calmly sleeping Just the same as if in bed. No one noticed the last announcement Of the next speaker on the floor, Who was greeted on the rostrum With no ovation but a snore. Suddenly the room was rocking, Why the explosion no one knew, But the result of it was shocking As disorder and terror grew. Then as quickly the tumult ended, Then again that awful shriek, And the man upon the platform Once more began to speak. Now everyone was all attention To the one who had begun To roar at this convention Why victories must be won. “Who’s that?” yawned a visitor Suddenly awakened by the shriek; “That,” said Mr. Luzader, “Is our coach making a speech.” —HOWARD ROBINSON, ’25. EIGHTY-ONE SNOW-BALLING AT VICTORY. It was on the 14th of February, in nineteen twenty-four, The Juniors and Seniors just stepped out the door, When out in the snow there arose such a clatter, Mr. Luzader ran to see what was the matter; The snow-balls were going in all directions, All the teachers came down for further inspection. Miss Barnes flew to the window and threw up the sash, While in came a snow-ball and hit with a smash; She put down the window and closed up the shutter, Declaring not a word against snow-balling would she utter; Miss Ward came out and fussed and fumed, Until all Latin students were back in their room. The sun on the breast of the new fallen snow, Gave a luster of midday to the Freshies below; When what to my wondering eyes should appear, Mr. Liggett shouting, “You others come here”; With Mr. Luzader behind them they came like a whirl, All—every boy and girl; More rapid than eagles up the steps they came, Miss Fittro frowned and called them by name: “Now’ Noel, nowr Carl, now Sammie and Mick, Now get down to work and get down quick; Miss Ward’s pupils came in long ago, Now’ all remember we are not to throw any more snow.” —ruby McDaniel, ’26. THE FLAPPER The flapper is too well known, I fear, To need an introduction here, (at Victory). If things should vanish from her face It w’ould be hai'd to fill their place; What if this flapper should disappear, With these things she holds so dear. Oh, think of all the rouges and puffs, Lip sticks, pencils, and that stuff, The little mannish voice that rings, She makes us think she is a queen. Let’s hope, boys, at least, the queen may last Until our generation is past. —ALLISON FITTRO, ’24. EIGHTY-TWO In Remembrance of the Faculty First comes Mr. Luzader, And he’s welcome any day; Especially when he glides around With the teachers’ monthly pay. Then we have our dear Mrs. Luzader, It is English that she teaches. It surely is an awful job, But the Freshies’ heads she reaches. Next is Miss Ward, Who teaches Latin in school, We’d know the construction of each Latin word. If we could but remember that rule. Then, too, we have our Miss Fittro, Who chums with all of the scholars. Sometimes she’s late in the morning— We think it’s because of late callers. Another we have is Mr. Snodgrass, He smiles even when he is broke. For he's rich in humorous sayings, And is always prepared with a joke. Hurrah for Miss Traugh, Who teaches the girls to cook. We’re sure that her store of knowledge Would till many a book. And here’s to Miss Winter, Tall, modest, light and bright. If you know your lessons ofT by heart. She’s sure to mark you right. We all love Mr. Davis, Who teaches History, And what he doesn’t know. It surely is a mystery. And have you seen Miss Barnes, So delightful and stern? And as for flunking students— She doesn’t give a dern.” Here’s to Miss Mathews, With her cheery grin. She gives the girls exercises, ’Till their heads spin. And now comes Mr. Yager, Lots of knowledge do we gain; For he tells us how to operate The hammer, saw and plane. EIGHTY-THREE Yes, there is Miss White, Whose smile, though frequent, is cold: A deserved rebuke will be your share. If you fail to do as you’re told. And here’s to Miss Van Horn, Who never tells a lie: She teaches Math, to any one, And Geometry she calls pie. Ah! Now here comes Mr. Upton, So young, light-hearted and gay, Who runs Senior entertainments and athletics Without any extra pay. Our new teacher, Mr. Beckett, We also must praise: His home is in New York, Hasn’t he come some way? Next in line is Mr. Liggett, Rather short, but quite learned, The grades he kindly gave us Were more than we had earned. To Miss Kirchner so true, We pledge our faith anew; A friend to all in Victory Hi, We’ve found her through and through. Then here’s to Miss LaRue, So blithesome and so gay. If you know your English real well, She will put you in a play. Miss Trimble is from Kentucky, Where horse racing is quite the rage: Her favorite is Zev, the racer, Whom she claims is the best of her age. Last is Miss Smith with her diamond ring, Since Xmas time we’ve heard her sing, “The wedding bells soon will play. Oh hasten on that merry day.” —PAUL HUDKINS, ’24. EIGHTY-FOUR Victory Many Years After I take my pen in hand, dear Fred, My thoughts come sad and slow; I’ve been back to old-time places, Fred, And viewed the scenes of long ago. I sat on the steps in the high school, Fred, Where with laughter and merriment gay, We gathered our friends and sweethearts, Fred And whiled the noon hours away. I went into the old chapel, Fred, Where the orchestra used to play. When I thought of their music, Fred, I could scarce keep the tears away, You remember the spreading eagle, Fred, And the statue of Victory above the door. The old eagle is moth-eaten, Fred, And the statue with dust encrusted e’er. They’ve changed the old scenery, Fred, They’ve carted the piano away; Instead of the good, old band, Fred, A long distance radio holds sway. I wandered down into the gym, Fred, The scene of many a hard-fought fray, I looked at the same old baskets, Fred, Under which our great teams did play. There’s much new-fangled stuff. Fred, They’ve torn the cork floor away; And instead of the bleachers, Fred, They’ve put in seats, cushioned and gay. With a mind that was sad. Fred, And a heart scarce able to carry its load, I went out towards the hills, Fred, And wandered along the Fairmont road. As I gazed at the old hills, Fred, I found myself coming to Gore; So I turned my steps aside, Fred To look the old scenes o’er. I came to the old field, Fred, Where many a football game we did see; How my heart thrilled with glad pride, Fred, Over the victories of old Twenty-three. EIGHTY-FIVE When I looked at the old hill, Fred, Where the Juniors their stand did run, And sold us pop and hot-dogs, Fred, I could well remember the fun. Now on the hill sits a grand-stand, Fred; Already it’s old and worn; And the old flagstaff on the summit, Fred, Holds a banner that’s tattered and torn. Then back to the road I went, dear Fred, And as wended my way along, My mind o’er-flowed with mem’ries, Fred, Of many dear friends who are gone. As again I reached old Victory, Fred, And turned to enter her door, Out came a troop of gay Seniors, Fred, Hearts full of laughter, with fun brimming o’er. In spite of the changes, dear Fred, And though many the friends that are gone. Still I am glad to tell you. old Fred, The spirit of Victory goes on. —ANON. ORPHEUS’ LUTE Orpheus had a wonderful lute Whose note was clearer than any flute; The beasts of the forest from all around, Would gather to hear that magic sound. And on the trip with the Arganauts, It cheered the heroes when out of sorts; And when in search of the Golden Fleece, The wonderful music would never cease. EIGHTY-SIX The Team of ’23 There are football teams and football teams. Of many different kinds. But a match for the one in ’23 Will sure be hard to find. They battle hard and strenuously. Their games were clean and true, The spirit they displayed throughout, Was sportsmanlike clear through. They fought hard to be champions, To win laurels while they may. And friend Elkins decided She had better stay away. Each year the loyal team resolves. To excel the one before; So, boys, we wish you heaps o’luck, In the year of ’24. EIGHTY-SEVEN PRAYER OF A SPORTSMAN Dear Lord, in the battle that goes on through life, I ask but a field that is fair; A chance that Is equal with all in the strife, A courage to strive and to dare; And if I should win, let it be by the code And with my good faith and my honor held high; And if I should lose, let me stand by the road And cheer as the winners go by! And Lord, may my shouts be ungrudging and clear, A tribute that comes from the heart, And let me not cherish a snarl or a sneer, Or play any sniveling part; Let me say: “There they ride on whom laurel’s bestowed Since they played the game better than I.” Let me stand with a smile by the side of the road And cheer as the winners go by! So grant me to conquer, if conquer I can, By proving my worth in the fray; But teach me to lose like a Regular Man And not like a craven, I pray; Let me take off my hat to the warriors who strode To Victory splendid and high. Yea, teach me to stand by the side of the road And cheer as the winners go by! —BERTON BRALEY. A SENIOR’S PRAYER. Oh, to someone, alas, I call. Help me, my brother, prompt me on To conquer Geometry before I fall. I claim to be no master, for the world would blush to own, But lead me onward, forward, to a grade beyond the line. No peace—no rest—for me, boys, if I’m left behind. So here’s my plea, boys, here is my request, I want to be a Senior and get my sheep-skin with the rest. —ALLISON FITTRO. eighty-ek;ht IN MEMORIAM A man of high ideals was he, He played us a trick and got married, you see— But now we’l go back to the days he was free, And review his tough team of the year ’23. Did I say they were tough! I thought that was clear— They fought and they loafed and knew not the word fear. And now, gentle reader. I’ll give you the names Of all of the fellows that played in the games. Kelley was left end and DeLuca was right. These guys were hard players and always full of fight. Our tackles were mostly the pride of our team. And in our small city had won much esteem. Perhaps you know who these fellows were; To Phares and Boyles I now refer. We had two guards who sent their rivals rolling, I now introduce to you Anderson and Poling. The center was either Liss Shaffer or Nolan, From whom through the year twelve footballs were stolen. The quarterback was Westfall, a smart looking crook, Who knew all the knowledge never seen in a book. Our speedy young halfbacks were Enochs and McClung, In all world-wide papers their praises were sung. Jess was our fullback, you all know him well; In punting and running none could excel. EIGHTY-NINE And next came the subs in a low depressive state, In being assigned to the bench is their most fearful fate. I know it would bore you if I should attempt To name all the subs so I will exempt All these bench-fighting warriors of sorrowful fate, From this intelligent historical review I relate. And last but not least are the banished Athletes Who on gridiron and diamond have performed wondrous feats. There was Guy, Chippy and Robbie at whom the people would gawk, And they were the chief conversation around the Night Hawk. I don’t know the truth, but some people say That Guy and Chippy’s heads are both getting gray; But Robbie's the guy that all the teams fear. But he has not lived in our city a year. —CHARLES HAMRICK, ’25. NINETY Mother Qoose Rhymes, Up to Date There was a bright class in Victory, It met at three o’clock; It goes by the name of the Cicero class, And is always on the dot. —HAROLD CRIMM. Freda and Bill went up the hill. To get a drink of Whistle; Freda and Bill came down the hill, And fell in a bed of thistle. —BROOKS REED. Tom, Tom, the teacher’s son, Stole a grade and away he run; The grade was good, but belonged to Jen, So Tom, he took it back again. —LILLIAN BLY. Hickory, dickory, dim, A mouse ran into the Gym; Miss Matthew did grin, But the girls raised a din, And so he ran out again. —CICERO CLASS. There was a Senior in our class. And he was wondrous wise. He ran into the Chemistry Lab., And blew out both his eyes. And when he saw his eyes were out. With all his might and main, He rushed into the Physics Lab. And blew them in again. —ANON. There was a poor Senior named Jack, He went in and sat down on a tack; He gave a great scream, It sure wasn’t a dream, And then he extracted the tack. —HAROLD CRIMM. Little Sammy Mazza Sat on the piazza. Eating some blackberry pie; The juice, it was thin. And got on his chin; Quoth Sam, “What a cute boy am I.” —ANON. NINETY-ON 10 Margaret Warner sat in a corner, Reading a Christmas book; She read a few notes on castle moats, Then read about “How to cook.” —LILLIAN BLY. To grade school, to grade school, to learn to spell, Home again, home again, I’m doing quite well. To high school, to high school, to learn to dig; Home again, home again, I’m feeling quite big. —ANON. What care I how green I be? Seventy-five, it passes me; If seventy won’t, eighty shall. I’m a jolly Freshman gal. —ANON. There once was a teacher in our high school. Who tried to teach Latin by every knwon rule; She worked us so hard, we wished we were dead: And when we reached home, we went straightway to bed. —ANON. Freda Min ter had lost her grade card, And didn’t know where to find it; She looked in the house around the clock, And there was her card behind it. —LILLIAN BLY. When we played W. I.—Oh, My! How fast the fur did fly; They found they never could get by. And a sadder, wiser team is W. I. —ANON. Geometry is vexation, Algebra is as bad; All the rules perplex- me, And the problems drive me mad. —ALICE BRUMMAGE. Little Miss Warner sat in a corner, Studying her history today; In came Brack Hooker And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Warner away. —EDGAR CARNES. W. I. and Victory High went up the hill together; W. I. fell down and broke her crown, But Victory flew down like a feather. —LONNIE BRAY. NINETY-TWO Sing a song of High School. Of pupils full of pep, Four and twenty Seniors Sitting on a step. When the gong it sounded, They all began to run; Up the steps they bounded. Still intent on fun. Miss Traugh was in the English room, A-standing by the door; Mr. Upton came along. And said, “This surely makes me sore.” Mr. Luzader in his office Heard the terrible noise, And rushing out into the hall. Shouted, “Get in there, girls and boys!” (Moral) Now, Seniors gay. and pupils all, You’d better take this sage advice, And when the gong sounds in the hall, At once get still as mice! —ANON. Guy and Mickey went on the bleachers. To play a game of crap; Guy wasn’t much on his features. While Mickey looked like a sap. Guy Glanced at Mickey’s “silver,” And thrice he looked at the bones; But after an hour had taken a quiver, Mickey made several loans. —STANLEY PASTERNAK. There is a lady in our town who is a teacher wise, She wants folks to study hard and this she does advise: “Do not stay out too late at night, but get aboundant sleep And come prepared to class each day, and do not fall asleep.” When this teacher a paddle wields, She has quite a charming way; And those who go to her each day, Wish they had stayed away. —RALPH HARBERT. A sad-looking football player called Jess, Was limping along in painful distress; He said, “I’ve worked hard in my day. And I think I’ll still earn my pay, Go call Coach Snodgrass right away!” —PETE SPATAFORE. NINETY -TH REE Ding, dong bell, Seniors in the well; Who put ’em in? The Freshmen green; Who pulled ’em out? The Juniors stout. A diller, a dollar, an 8:15 scholar, Why is your car so soon? You used to come at nine o’clock, But now you come at noon. —JOHN C. SOUTHERN, Jr. A green little Freshman In a green little way. Swallowed some dope, In the Lab. one day. Green little grass o’er The green little grave, Green little flowers Over the green Freshman wave. —BYRL SCOTT. There was a Freshman boy named Bill, Who went to the doctor to get a pill; The doctor told Bill he was very bad, Bill told the doctor he was very sad. —MARY GRANATO. Cock crows in the morning To tell James to rise; And the Freshman that lies late. Will never be wise. —MARY GRANATO. Iacobulus Hornor, Sedebat in corner, Edens Saturnalicium pie; Inseruit thumb, Extraxit plum, Clamans, Quam acer puer sum I. —SELECTED. NINETY-FOUR Can You Imagine Madeline Fitzpatrick without her Algebra? Helen Wyckoff called Steve”? Paul Funk without an office? Lucille Lawson without red curls? Newton Anderson acting bold? Sam Mazza playing football? Cecil Enochs without Cleora? Alma Helmick without Mildred Mittong? Ralph Harbert without his dignity? Margaret Warner without pep? Fred Stump with a grin? Charles Williams without his lisp? Victor Strother without his regular vacation Donald Tawney on time for English? Lillian Bly not interested in her work? Edgar Carnes without Glee Club? Zoe Wolfe with her hair bobbed? Harry Wyckoff taking an interest? Clarice Ford without her braid? Harper Shreve without his bicycle? Lucille James without sore throat? Lonnie Bray braying? Lucille Madill without Mary Crimm? Paul Gill with all his book reports? Frances Upton unless interested in debating? Tony DeLuca without pep in basketball? Mabel Wolfe without her chewing gum? Liss Shaffer wide awake? Ethel Whiteman with a grouch? Albino Aimar making a noise? NINETY-FIVE IF If James is a Taylor, is Keith a Weaver? If Beulah is Grapes, is Virgil a Leaf? If Myrtle is a Redfox, is Mabel a Wolfe? If Vonda is a Bee, is Mary a Stinger? If William’s a Carr is Robert a Ford? If Hallas is Brown, is Frances White? If Bob’s a Glenn, is Brooks a Reed? If Edward’s the Hood, is Ruth a Bow? If Ralph is a Lamb, is Nancy a Lyon? If Ellen’s a Garrett, is Harold a Barnes? If Dora is Strong, is Aline Meek? If Forrest is a Pole(ing), is Fred a Stump? If Virginia is a Martin, do we have a Birdie? If Violet can Bragg, can Lonnie Bray? If Louis is Bauld, is Marie Prim? If Alfreda is a Butler, is Margaret a Smith? If Beulah is the Kerns, is Mildred the Bush? If Paul has a Gill, does Donald have Beard? If Raymond Boyles, does Irene Heater? If Beulah’s a Kidd, is Edna a Fox? NINETY-SIX Confessions I really do like Flossie—Neil. I expected the leading part in the Operetta—Noel. I don’t believe in studying—Ruth Bow. I really have bobbed hair—Miss LeRue. My honest aim in pacing the hall is to reduce—Lucille M. It is my intention to make up my work—Mickey. We really do not like to guard the hall—Miss Minter, Miss Ward, Mrs. Luzader. We honestly think that we can play basketball—Second Team. Jazz is my favorite music—Albert Malfregeot. My hair is naturally curly—Cleora. My roses are artificial—Ellen Hooper. After all, I like Clarence—Marie. Every girl should have red hair—Paul Funk. I have to have my trousers made to order—Hallas. A letter a day keeps the blues away—Miss Smith. I’m not so conceited as I appear—Mr. Upton. Honestly, my hair isn’t red—Ruth Straley. My voice cannot be subdued—Gladys Crimm. I really use hair tonic—Mr. Luzader. I know' I am attractive to the girls—Harold Westfall. I’m really not so important as I appear—Octavia Sims. I’m Victory’s Goliath—Guy Radcliff. I truly am not an orator—Coach Snodgrass. I don’t mind being called a sissy—Lyle. I’m crazy about dancing—Ethel Sullivan. I truly am not an old man—Ralph Harbert. I am fond of Jim (Gym)—Miss Matthew. I really think I’ll make an actress—Wilma Nicholson. I’ll not take any more joy rides—Donovan Faust. We think our chapel program was the best of the year—Freshman Class. I’m fond of singing solos—Mr. Beckett. I like pet rabbits—Forrest Poling. I and myself are fond of each other.—John Southern, Jr. I realize that I am the faculty baby—Miss Fittro. I consider myself a French model—Lillian McCloud. I am partial to tall men—Miss Van Horn. Everybody loves a fat boy—Lonnie Bray. I know I am quite vain—Aline Meeks. Our Southern brogue is natural—Miss White, Miss Trimble. I’m sorry that our last game is played—Haysel. I know how to play love scenes—William Wolfe. I really prefer the lecture method of teaching—Mr. Davis. I thought I would make the All-State team—Pearl. I know I am very dignified—Miss Barnes. I consider myself an expert chauffeur—Mr. Liggett. I think the world will go right, if I say “Gee’ —Harold Crimm. I consider myself a very smart chap—Edgar Carnes. NINETY-SEVEN Alphabet A is for Annette, a pretty young lass, B is for Betty, there are three in one class. C is for Clarice, so stately and staid, D is for Porothy, a fair, young maid. E is for Eugene, most popular of all, F is for Flora, who plays basketball. G is for Glenna, who never is loud, H is for Howard, of whom we are proud. I is for Iaquinta, his first name’s Sam, J. is for Jesse, a Varsity V man. K is for Kelley, a handsome, young lad, L is for Lillian, who never seems sad. M is for Mary, who likes to debate, N is for Nellie, who never is late. O is for Opal, who likes the lads, P is for Philip, who gathers the ads. Q is for Quinant, whose first name is Ray; R is for Rosa, whom we like to see play. S is for Stanley, who has a wise head, T is for Thomas, whose hair is quite red. U is for Urso, wrho labors so hard, V is for Verta, Wilma’s her pard. W is for Wilburn, whose worth a whole host, X is for Xerxes, of whom we can’t boast. Y is for Yager, who teaches boys gym, Z is for Zula, so fair and so slim. NINETY-EIGHT An “If for Victory (With apologies to Mr. Rudyard Kipling). If you can go to class and know your lesson. Can give your full attention all the while; If you can walk from home throughout the session. And not complain, but wear a smile; If you can be a living Polly Anna, And push the ‘game’ unto the very end; Can debate and sing and play on the piano. Yet not be too proud your yells and cheers to lend; If you can go to town to get the advertisements. Be back in time to hear the study hall bell; If you can sell the hot-dogs and refreshments, And not complain, and on the task rebel. If you can hold respect for every teacher, And love your class mates every day the more. Then you’re the ideal one in every feature— A Victory student now and evermore. AH! HOW TRUE! I open the envelope and peep within. Ah, old grade card, you are low again; Just six iong weeks have I worked with care. And there’s nothing on you but F’s I fear; Instead of grades of ninety or so. There’s nothing on you but Cons and zero: I’ll put you in my locker and throw away the key. For all the faculty’s gone back on me. —ANONYMOUS. NINETY-NINE A Freshman's Lament My lessons are long and hard and dreary, My brains are tired and ever weary, My mind is blank and cannot think, And every day I’m on the brink— My lessons are hard and dreary. My life will be short and dark and dreary, If I fail! And my brain will sure be weary, With the burdens of life I’ll have to bear, And my thoughts I’ll sure be glad to share— For my life is dark and dreary. Be patient! poor Freshmen, and cease repining, Behind the cloud the sun's still shining, Thy grief is the common grief of all, Onto each Freshman some rain must fall. Your days must be dark and dreary. ONE HUNDRED Did You Ever See Julia Jenkins without her hair dyed? Marie Haptonstall without James Taylor? Lyle Murphy making sandwiches? Mickie McClung with his lessons? Gladys Crimm unless she’s talking? Raymond Greathouse on time? Forrest Poling as a slacker? Virginia Fitzpatrick without her lessons? Wilma Nicholson without her twist? Harold Jenkins translate Spanish? Haysel Shaffer without her curls? Mildred Powell without her grin? Brud Powell without a joke? Ellen Hooper without her rouge? Jula Weaver with her hair bobbed? Marie Strother with a beau? Dove Griffith with her lessons? Fred Scanes not dreaming? Virginia Morgan without her Chemistry lesson Donovan Faust, sleeping in Sociology class? Harold Crim without something to say? William Carr flustrated in basketball? Neil Bennett missing a basket? Clay Hardesty not playing pranks? Marie Primm without Clarence Bow? John Kirkpatrick without his pipe? Freda Minter without her hair curled? Kenneth Shaffer without his sister? Brooks Reed’s ghost? Octavia Sims without a class meeting? ONE HUNDRED ONE We Know Them By- Mickey........ Lefty......... Biscuits...... Preacher...... Red........... Chub.......... Fifi.......... Babe.......... Peggy......... Bus........... Farmer........ Chip.......... Dodo.......... Cowboy........ Abe........... Sleepy........ Deacon.......... Red Snodgrass.., Daisy......... Announcements Tom........... Nibby......... T. B.......... Shummy........ Buck.......... Beany......... Hick.......... Twisty.......... Sweeney......... Specks.......... Pow Wow....... Bondsy........ ...Harold McClung ....Leonard Nolan ....Juanita Clifton .......Paul Funk ____Lucille Lawson ....Thelma Criss ....Freda Minter ....Blanche Kerr ....Margaret Smith ......Fred Minter ....Clay Hardesty ..Charles Hamrick ...Lester Boh 1 man Newton Anderson ........Mr. Upton ......Liss Shaffer ......Ralph Watts .............Coach ...Thomas Douglas ......Mr. Luzader .Margaret Warner ......Harold Crim ......Edgar Reed ....Dorsey Hines ....Keith Weaver ....Beatrice Phares ......Miss Smith .......Miss Minter ..Charles Williams ....Ralph Harbert .John Kirkpatrick ....Edward Bond ONE HUNDRED TWO Dick.........................................Aline Meeks Shorty Lucille Madill Judge Ice Water Maggie Little Betty Big Betty Ephraim Exceedingly So Boob Happy Dot Kitten Jew Irish Susie Andy Kentucky Belles ONE HUNDRED THREE Junior Class History members of the Class of ’25 first entered the building as a class in V, ) the fall of the year ’21 and by the assistance of our dignified Juniors escaped annihilation at the hands of the inflated Sophomores. Early in our Freshman year was laid the foundation for the deep reverence and loyalty of all members to all the best traditions due Victory. Class organizations were a little late, but were in time put on a sound business basis. The Sophomore year is not a year of glory after overcoming the obstacles in our year of green. Although some of our comrades had fallen by the wayside we marched triumphantly forward toward our goal. After overcoming our last barrier we entered rejoicing “The Junior Class at last.” Shortly after coming into our Junior year we felt the need of leaders and chose for President, Donovan Faust; Vice-President, Wilburn Phares; Secretary, Marie Prim; and Treasurer, William Carr. We hope that we, the class of ’25, shall be as victorious in the future as we have been in the past. —WILLIAM WOLFE. ’25. ONE HUNDRED FOUR Junior Bubbles A wee cottage for just two.— Marie Haponstall. Professor of Chemistry in Columbia.—Donovan Faust. To be a great elocutionist.— Betty Warner. To win “Summa cum laude” in college.—Lena and Mary Fox. To be a humorist.—Clay Hardesty. A skillful surgeon.—Marie Primm. To outshine Mendelssohn.—Dorothy Powell. A rough neck engineer.—Noel Maderia. To paint and paint and paint.—Myrtle Redfox. An actress and dancer of renown.—Flossie James. A farmer’s wife, a M. R. S. degree.—Virginia Martin. A stenographer—Anna Johnson. Teacher of History and Music and to be a lawyer.—Octavia Sims. Science teacher and musician.—Glenna Frieda Haskins. Stenographer.—Irene Heater. A mechanic.—Guy Powell. A good elocution teacher.—Kathryn McIntyre. A court reporter.—Rosa Smith. Science teacher—Eythel Fornash. A musician.— Pauline Goff. Domestic Science teacher.—Frances McDaniel. A mechanic.—Virgil Leaf. To graduate from West Point.—Karl Showalter. A country school teacher.—Freda Minter. To be a physical culture teacher.—Flora Floriana. To be a domestic science teacher.—Gladys Grimm. To major in Matrimony.—Frances McDaniels. To be a Rudolph Valentino.—John Kirkpatrick. To be a biologist.—Philip Cammer. To live in that wee cottage built for two.—James Taylor. A doctor.—William Carr. To loaf.—Lester Bohlman. To be a magician.—Brooks Reed. Teach music in Victory High School.—Lyle Murphy. Reporter for Exponent.—William Wolfe. To be a coach in Victory High.—Howard Robinson. To break the record in punting.—Jesse Rodriguez. Excel in Spanish.—Florinda Menendez. To marry a rich man.—Betty Morrison. A poet.—Charles Hamrick. To be a second Pop Warner.—Howard Robinson. ONE Ml’NDRED FIVE Social Activities THIS has been a very successful year in the line of social activities. Although one was so enthused over football and basketball he found time to attend nearly all of the social functions. The first thing the Juniors had was a weiner and corn roast. We hiked down to the new athletic field and there in front of a large fire we roasted corn and weiners. The first party was held at the home of Clay Hardesty. As we had won a football game that afternoon naturally every one was in fine spirits. Music and cards were the diversions of the evening. One of the most important Senior parties was the Leap Year party, held at the home of Mildred Powell. It was nothing unusual to hear a girl asking a boy if she might take him to the party. The evening was spent in dancing and cards. There was quite a lot of fun when each girl proposed to a fellow. The Hallowe’en party given at the home of Flora Floriana was a very interesting affair. The house was decorated in the school colors. There were many attractive costumes worn. The evening was spent in playing cards and dancing. December 24th, the Seniors were entertained at a Christmas party at the home of Virginia Morgan. The main feature of the evening was a large Christmas tree. Useful gifts were presented to each member of the class. Oh joy! the first snow of the season. Instantly there were plans for a Junior-Senior sledding party at night; there were knickers galore. After everyone was tired of sleighing, they all gathered in the school house and ate hot dogs. The last party the Juniors had was held at the home of Betty Morrison, at Wilsonburg. The evening was spent in playing Hearts. Prizes were awarded to the high score players. —FLORA FLORIANA. ONE HUNDRED SIX 4 COACH SNODGRESS ONE HUNDRED SEVEN ONE HUNDRED EIGHT Introduction INCE 1918, when Victory was founded at Adamston, although always supporting a good athletic team, they were never among the leaders in West Virginia athletics, also city honors always went to Washington Irving. This was due mostly to the lack of an athletic field and an organized system of athletics. However, the year 1923-1924 might be called the renaissance for Victory athletics because of the rapid stride to the front, especially football, being among the leaders of the Mountain State and the beginning of a new era for Victory. The Board of Education made a first great movement when they purchased an athletic field on the Gore farm, one of the best natural playing fields in the state, and following this by electing G. R. Snodgrass, of the University of Illinois, as chief coach, and Arthur Upton, of Wesleyan College, as athletic director. With this new regime, a prosperous and victorious athletic year was looked forward to. The result is history. Victory has supplanted W. I. as a leading representative of Clarksburg, and is among the leaders in West Virginia athletics, has a well organized system of athletics backed by the Victory Athletic Association, Alumni, 'Varsity V. Club, and by the loyal support of all Victory’s friends. Already plans are being made for bigger and greater Victory with a high school stadium at Gore, which if completed will make Victory the finest and best equipped high school in West Virginia. FOOTBALL SEASON The football season of 1923 was the most successful season ever attempted by Victory team. With a record of winning seven games and losing only to Moundsville, runners up for the state championship. Victory was classed among the three leaders of West Virginia High Schools. Victory scored 133 points to their opponents' 33, and four teams were the only ones to score against them. Under the handicap of a new coach with a new system, a hard schedule, and seemingly followed by the Jinx of hard luck, Victory surprised the surrounding football sages with one of the best coached football machines ever seen in these parts. It was a team whose motto is “Victory never quits.” This fighting spirit carried them through some tight places. A team of clean sportsmanship boh on and off the field. Too much credit cannot be given to the All-American scrubs for their perseverance and aid to the team, especially during the latter part of the season when ineligibility, sickness and injuries were rampant, and the scrubs were called upon in several instances to do the ’Varsity service when everything was at stake and they always came through. When the state honors were awarded, Jesse Rodriguez, our full-back, was placed on the All-State team as half back. Jesse was the main stay of the back field all season, and with his running and kicking the ball, was the terror to all opposing teams. Much of Victory's morale and spirit which carried them through the season victoriously was determined by the splendid backing and support of the school body and her alumnae and local fans, which was the best ever displayed in Clarksburg. ONE Hl'XDRED NINE Victory loses two players by graduation: Forrest Poling and Raymond Boyles, playing their last year at Victory. With practically all of this year’s team back next year, Victory should have a better team than the one of 1923, which is saying a lot for the team of 1924. WEST UNION September 28th, the team, with most of the school body, journeyed down to West Union to play the West Union High School team. For a season opener the game was hard and a thriller, and West Union’s team, big and husky, were determined to down the Victory gridders. The first quarter West Union started a march on Victory’s goal which was broken up on the five yard line. The first half ended. Victory 3, West Union 0. In the second quarter the work of Radcliff and Rodriguez forced two touchdowns over the line which made the score 17 to 0. In the last few minutes of the game West Union started a dangerous aerial attack which was also broken up, and then they kicked a field goal which ended the game. Victory 17—West Union 3. WESTON October 6th, the Weston High aggregation came to Gore Park to stack arms with the Victory gridders and thereby help dedicate the new athletic field. At the very beginning of the game Victory ran wild over the weak team, with “Chippy” Newbrough. Guy Radcliff and Arlie McClung and Big “Jesse” romping through the line and skirting the ends, they ran the score up to 35 to 0. SALEM October 12th, the team from Salem visited the Victory field and entertained the local boys for as hot a 60 minutes as they cared to enjoy. In the first half Salem’s defense was strong while the Victory eleven was only hitting on one cylinder and the half ended 7 to 0, Victory scoring via long aerial heave to Kelley Rodriguez. The second half the Victory team came back fighting, with Radcliff and Rodriguez working smoothly, and soon ran up the score. The game ended 41 to 0 in Victory’s favor. SHINNSTON Shinnston came to Adamston October 28th, full of pep and confidence and great dreams of stopping Victory’s winning spirit and of reigning supreme in the Valley District. The first quarter Victory marched straight through for a touchdown, failed on the goal and then Shinnston tightened up and the half ended, Victory 6, Shinnston 0. The second half Shinnston came back strong and by a touchdown tied the score. This seemed to enrage the Victory team for they tore through the Shinnston team and scored a touchdown in five plays and from then on gradually draw away from the Shinnston boys. This game was marked by the line plunging of Jesse Rodriguez and the circling ends of RadclifT and “Mickey” McClung. The game ended Victory 26, Shinnston 6. ONK HUNDRED TEN MOUXDSVILLE vs. VICTORY November the 5th, the Victory team followed by scores of rooters, invaded Moundsville. This was the climax or the high water mark of Victory’s season, which would determine the winners for the state championship honors. Moundsville had a fast large team, and in the first half Victory was unable to stop Moundsville’s star, “Joseph.” He finally stepped over for a touchdown and the half ended 6 to 0 in their favor. The second half Victory played better ball and the fourth quarter they marched through Moundsville’s team for a touchdown, Kelley Rodriguez making the score by a criss cross forward pass. With the score tied, 6 to 6, and three minutes to play, Moundsville started an attack which was stopped when Shaffer intersected a pass. With one minute to play, Victory started a march down the field but on the Moundsville 30 yard line they intersected a forward pass and “Curry,” their full-back, raced 60 yards for the winning touchdown. The game ended 12 to 6 in Moundsville’s favor. ELKIN'S vs. VICTORY On November 11th, Elkins came to Clarksburg but because of an argument over the eligibility of some of the players the game was called off, thus disappointing thousands of fans who had come to see what was supposed to be one of the big games of the year. GRAFTON-VICTORY GAME November the 17th, the Victory team journeyed to Grafton by a special train and 300 rooters to battle with the “Bear Cats” of Grafton High. The field was a sea of mud and the game was one of the hardest of the season. In the first half Victory showed their superiority over the “Bear Cats” but could not score. Although Jesse galloped through the “Bear Cat” line and the mud twice to the five yard line, where Grafton held him. In the second half Victory again started a march on the Grafton goal and this time “Big Jesse” could not be stopped and Victory scored. In the closing minutes of the game the “Bear Cats” started a determined attack which ended on the Victory 15-yard line, when the game ended, Victory 7, Grafton 0. That night the Victory delegation in their enthusiasm, almost took the town of Grafton by storm in their celebration. PENXSBORO vs. VICTORY On November the 25th, the husky Pennsboro team came down from the foothills of the Ritchie county mountains determined to down the Victory warriors. This game was real football; it was a thriller and was only won by the last minute of play of Jessee going over for a touchdown. Victory looked on Pennsboro as a soft proposition and when Montgomery, of Pennsboro, romped over 60 yards for six points early in the game, they were surprised. From then on the game was a seesaw affair with Pennsboro in the lead and ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN doing the sawing. On the last minute of play by some fine end run of Jesse and the pulling in of some pretty passes by Kelly and Tony, a touchdown was forced over by Jesse, making the score 15 to 14. The game was featured by the work of Montgomery, Pennsboro’s star, Rodriguez in the back field, and Poling in the line for Victory. MANNINGTON vs. VICTORY On December the first the Victory team departed for Fairmont to tackle the big Mannington team at South Side Park, Fairmont, and with them went a mass of the student body for it was the last game of the season and Victory wanted to end its season victoriously. Victory started the game with “Soup” Nebrough, 105 pounds, as quarter-back in place of Westfall, who was sick. The first half ended 0-0, but the Victory team cleared over, ran the Mannington team to the five-yard line, but could not go over for a touchdowm. In the second half Victory soon scored when Mannington fumbled and Mickey McClung raced over for six points and Big Jesse produced by racing 30 yards through the whole Mannington team for a touchdown. Jesse also did the same trick for 55 yards but was called back. The game ended, Victory 12, Mannington 0. For Mannington, the work of Beall and Gump was outstanding, and for Victory the work of Jesse Rodriguez, McClung and Nebrough in the back field, and Boyles and Phares in the line were the bulwarks for Victory. Thus the 1923 season ended victoriously. —HOWARD ROBINSON. ONE HUNDRED TWELVE JESSE RODREGIEZ Captain (Full Back) “Big Jesse. The name not only describes his size but gives us a keynote to the kind of player he is. He went so big this year that he landed one of the coveted positions on the all-state team as halfback. Jesse is a triple threat-running, passing and punting, especially punting, with great accuracy. Jesse is a junior, and next year should be the stellar year in 1.is athletic career. WILBI'ltX CHARES (Tackle) The way to find out what there is in a man is to see how he acts under fire. Wilburn came through with honors and the fellows on the team thought so much of him that they have elected him captain for the coming year. Wilburn plays tackle position and the way he stands up in the line and smacks them is a pleasure to the NEWTON WDERSO.N (Guard) Cowboy Newt played a great game at guard the past year. Newt is very light for the position but what he lacks in weight he makes up in fight. He is only a Sophomore and has a great future before him in Victory. RAYMOND HOYLES (Tackle) “Ramy” played his last football for Victory this year. With he and Phares at the tackle positions it was hard for the opposing team to make much headway through the lines. A good player, a hard tackier and a fellow that could he counted on in a pinch, it will be hard to fill his place on next year’s squad. Fany success follow him in college as it did in high school. CECIL ENOCHS (Half Rack) Cecil made good in football the first year he was in high school. Never having played the game before, he had much to learn but before the season was over, he played the game like a veteran. Cecil is one of the best baseball pitchers in this section and we will hear more about him in this sport. TONY DeLUCA (End) Tony didn’t make the first eleven for the season but before the season got well started he showed that he was too valuable a man to be kept off. Tony’s main support is his determination and it not only made him a berth on the football team, but also the basketball five. HAROLD McCLlXG (Hair Back) Mickey” has starred on the basketball floor for the last two years but was an unknown factor in football, until Coach Snodgrass found that he was a diamond in the rough in football. After considerable polishing he developed into one of the fastest half backs in this state. Next year he will land an all-state berth if he plays the game he did the past year. SKYMOt R NKWIiROCGH (Quartrrbuck) Soup” was a scrub” all year and ran the All-Americans.” Not until the last game did his big chance come. With both quarterbacks sick the morning of the game he was called on to run the team in the game against Manning-ton. And with credit he ran it and placed himself on a pedestal of honor in the Victory hall of fame. LEONARD NOLAN (Center) Lefty” was so small the first of the season that Coach Snodgrass overlooked him. Hut some one kept going through the line so often and throwing the Varsity for a loss, that he investigated and found that it was no other than our friend Lefty. He was placed at the center position and played it so well that there was some question as to the all-state selection for this position. Lefty is versatile and when we had no half back to use against Mannington, Lefty performed excellently. FORREST POLING (Guard) The man in the line hardly ever gets any credit for eating mud. One man on Victory’s team stood out through above all others and this was Poling. Small, always outweighed, often against more experienced men. yet he always fought and the opposing backs never tried over once or twice to go through him. He fought every minute, always urged the other on to greater efforts, ate mud and seemed to like it. Forrest graduates and it is the wish of his classes and team mates that he continue to play the game as he has learned at Victory. HOWARD ROBINSON (End) One man that could always be counted to hold them on his end was Robinson. He was a hard player, sure tackier, and Victory sustained a great loss when the migratory rule cut him out. Uobie’’ will always live in the memories of this year’s squad for his cheerfulness and willingness to do anything for the good of the team. KELLEY RODREGUEZ (End) Kelley’s big brother got most of the praise the past year, yet it was Kelley who was often at the receiving end of the long heaves that gained ground so consistently. Those who saw the Pennsboro game have only to remember how he and Tony, time after time, caught seemingly impossible passes and paved the way for the touchdown that saved us from defeat on our home field the past season. Kelley is only a Sophomore and we will hear more from him the coming year. LISS SH AI KK (Tenter) Liss has one big weakness and that is that he is always hungry. But when he gets filled up he certainly can fight. Physically not as strong as most of the rest of the squad, yet in spirit he is a leader. Although he was destined to start in only two games, he played in most of them and we are counting on him to be one of the big factors in helping Victory to go through the season unconquered next year. H.ALL.AS BROWN Student Manager EUGENE POWELL Student Manager ■ ONK HUNDRED EIGHTEEN Victory Basket Ball, 1923-1924 THIS year’s basketball season comes up to Victory’s usual standard of high school basketball teams. That is counting the games won and lost, winning 13 and losing 5, and also bringing out the stuff that makes Victory teams what they always are. A hard fighting squad of players fighting clean and together and mostly for good sportsmanship and good of the team. Victory scored 425 points to their opponents’ 180. Victory had a hard schedule, although losing some of the important games of the season it was a great success from the point of the students and backers of Victory who knew the condition with a new team with only one veteran back from last year’s team—McClung. The winning of the two sectional games with Washington Irving and making themselves city champs would alone make the season a success if all the other games were lost. But we did better than that. Practice started December 20th, 1923, and forty players reported to Coach Snodgrass, and with only one Varsity man from the 1923 team, with the installing of a new system of play, the job of making a team was a real one. However, Coach Snodgrass worked out a new combination that made this year’s basketball history at Victory. With Mickey McClung and Lefty Nolan as forwards, with the experience of two seasons, both were good shooters and fine on floor work. They were terrors to the opposing guards. Mickey and Lefty were two forwards that any school could be proud of. With Tony DeLuca and Liss Shaffer at center, who were two good jumpers and scrappers, which was necessary to keep up the pep. With Boyles and Phares at guard, they made their end of the floor very uncomfortable for ambitious forwards. Much honor is due to the work and spirit of Victory reserves who showed they were capable when they were called upon. With Paul Funk, Shummie Hines, Ed Bond, Forrest Poling, and Robert Ford as the reserves, the Varsity was very closely watched The best games of the season were the two games with Washington Irving and the one with W. V. U. Freshmen, which we lost 25-24. We also lost to the alumnae 41-21, early in the season. In the State Tournament at Buckhannon, Victory was eliminated the first game. Forrest Poling and Raymond Boyles played their last game for Victory. With all the rest of the boys back the 1925 Victory team should be greater than ever. —HOWARD ROBINSON, ’25. ON IS HUNDRED NINETEEN The Season's Record Victory 37 Victory 21 Victory 14. Victory 20.. Victory 29.. Victory 41 Victory 24-Victory 12-Victory 13 Victory 25-Victory 23-Victory 15-Victory 20-Victory 24-Victory 18-Victory 27. Victory 19 Victory 19 Victory 24.. Lumberport 30 .....Alumni 42 Pennsboro 19 . Huntington 10 ..Mannington 15 .....Weston 14 .........W. I. 8 Buckhannon 21 .. Shinnston 36 ...Bridgeport 15 ........W. I. 9 ........Salem 9 .... Shinnston 23 .Pennsboro 18 Bridgeport 15 Mannington 18 .....Salem 16 Buckhannon 20 -W. V. U. F. 25 ONE HUNDRED TWENTY RAYMOND liOYLKK, Captain Raymond’s close guarding made possible the record of the 1924 Victory quint. When the ball gets in the home territory the road suddenly becomes rough and hard sailing because Ramie mixes things up. Although he does not score many goals he plays havoc with the enemy’s banking board with his Big Bertha shots. ONE Ht’NDREO TWENTY-ONE HAROLD “MICKEY McCLI'NG Forward Mickey was one of the scoring aces on the team and when points were needed he could be depended on to produce them. Mick’s versatility on a court was well known to the opposing five and despite his being closely watched he had his best year at Victory. His floor work showed great improvements and a dangerous score from any part of the court. He was counted on as one of the best forwards in the state. LEONARD “LEFTY NOLAN, Forward Lefty was the other scoring ace on the Victory five and a fitting running mate for Mick. He was the high point scorer of the season. His long shots and short follow-ins made “Little Shrimp” look as big as Goliath to the opposing guards. This was lefty’s first year at Victory, formerly playing with W. I. and in both W. I. games Lefty played havoc with his long shots which spelled defeat for them. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-TWO TONY DeLUCA Center Tony was noted for his aggressiveness and fighting spirit. It earned him a place on the Varsity and kept the pep and spirit of the team going when things looked blue for Victory. Whenever a mixup and a tussle was untangled Tony was always in the middle. A go-gefter for the tip-off and a scrappy floor player, and unless closely watched had a bad habit of tossing in field goals. “Chesty” will be with us next year. WILBl’RN PHARES Guard Wilburn plays the guard position and plays it well. He is a good offense as well as defense. He is steady, consistent and will be a valuable man for Victory in the next season. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-THREE LISS SHAFFER Center-Forward Liss was one of the main reserve strength for Center and when heated up was a whirlwind of scrappiness. The “Consumptive’s” main trouble was getting enough and the right kind of food for his delicate system. ROBERT FORI) Forward Boh started rather late with Victory but soon demonstrated that an eye had to be kept on him. He didn’t get into the fray much but when he did—“nuff” said. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR FORREST POLING Forward-Guard Forrest, although small, makes up for it in speed. Although he didn’t get a chance to play in many games he made good when he did. We hope to hear more from him when he goes into college. EDWARD HON’D Forward-Guard Ed has one more year to play with Victory. He will be a good man to build a team around next year. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE DORSEY HINES Forward “Shummie” was the baby on the squad, but like historians say, “A little boy shall lead them.” and ‘‘Shummie” generally led the reserves in field goals. He was a dead shot from most anywhere on the court. Give “Shummie” another year and a little size and watch his speed. PAUL FUNK Forward Paul was one of the main reserve strength and substitute, he showed up well. He should be a main stay for Victory next year if he keeps going at his usual speed. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-SIX Qiris’ Basket Ball Seacon THE Girls’ Basketball season this year was a great success and one we can point to with pride. Out of a schedule of fourteen games we won eleven. The last game of the season was with the State Champs and it was a fitting conclusion to the series. Last year most of the girls were inexperienced players but this year under the efficient coaching of Mr. Yager all our stars were old hands at the game. The season started November 19, 1923. Forty candidates reported to Coach Yager, and from these twenty stuck the entire season, working hard for Victory. The Victory Girls decided to eliminate the Pennsboro Tournament and attend only the State Tournament at Spencer, playing Logan, Cairo, Princeton and Masontown. After defeating these they played Pennsboro in the final game, being defeated by a score of 22-19. The captain of the team, on behalf of other members of the team, was presented with a two-third regulation size, triple-plated silver basketball. Eight players and the coach were presented gold basketballs. Because of the wonderful guarding, excellent head work and speed, Freda Minter earned her place on the All-State team and was awarded a solid silver medal. Pearl Scott, after playing five whirl-wind games, because of her excellent shooting and good pass work, earned her a place on the second All-State team and was awarded a solid silver medal. Since Haysel Shaffer, captain and forward of Victory girls, Rose Smith, center, and Flora Floriana, guard, played good games all through the tournament, it gave them the honor of being the best forward, center and guard in the tournament, not on All-State teams. For this they were awarded bronze medals. In handing out the credit, too much cannot be given to the girls of the second squad who came each evening and fought against the first team, making them stronger all the while. Good luck to the second team next year. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-SEVEN HAYSEL SHAFFER, Captain Forward Haysel was one of the main girls this year on the basketball team. She was fast and steady, always playing the same. When it came to short shots under the basket, she was there. We lose Haysel this year by graduation. Her loss as forward will be keenly felt. FREDA MIXTER Guard Freda was one of the mainstays of the Varsity. She played a steady and scrappy game all season and then came into the sport light in the Spencer Tournament by her brilliant playing and was selected as All-State guard. PEARL SCOTT Forward Pearl was one of the fastest forwards in the state. She proved this by making the second All-State team. She was a consistent player and cool at all times, which was shown when she dropped five field goals through the basket in the final game at the Spencer tournament. ONE ill’NDRKD TWENTY-EIGHT FLORA FLORIANXA Guard Flora is a worthy successor to her brother. Si. She is heady at all times, plays a good floor game. She has the unique record of holding the famous Vandegrift better than anyone else in the state. She will be with us next year. MARY GRIMM Forward An excellent passer and one who does not care who makes the basket, just so they are made. She is very cool and calm while playing and at all times she gives all she has. Mary has two more years in school. ROSE SMITH Center Rose was one of Victory’s big scorers. She had the nack of always being at the right place at the right time. Whenever she was in the game she seemed to have more pep and fighting spirit than at any other time. Rose will be with us another year. ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-NINE BEATRICE CHARES Forward or Guard Although Beatrice, at guard, did not get to play in very many games, it does not prove that she was of no value to the team. Beatrice will be in school two more years. ALINE MEEKS Center or Forward Aline plays a great game at either position, being able to dodge her guard and register another point or two for Victory. Aline has three more years at Victory. MARIE FRIMM Forward or Guard Marie has had an exceedingly successful season. She proved this by scoring ten points in one-half of a single game. Her ability lies in the fact that she is quick and tricky. Marie will be with us next year. ONE HUNDRED THIRTY EUGENE YAGER (’oach GLADYS GRIMM Forward This year was Gladys’ first year under Coach Yager. Although she did not play in many games she will be an excellent player to build a team around next year, as she will be with us another year. t I •J ,s RUTH GENE YAGER Our Mascot ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO Class Tournament THIS year’s class tournaments were the best and most hotly contested, with both boys and girls in all four classes supporting strongest teams ever staged in this annual affair. Class rivalry ran high and the winners in both boys’ and girls’ games had a hard row of games and deserved to win. The first night the Juniors and Seniors had their usual fight to the finish and a bloody tussel, the Juniors finally winning both games by the following scores: Boys 20-25; Girls 28-3. While the Sophomores won from the Freshmen in both games. In the finals the Junior boys played another hard and close game with the Sophomore, winning it in the last minute with a long shot from the middle of the court. The Sophomore girls defeated the Junior girls. The Junior boys and the Sophomore girls both received silver loving cups which was presented by Mr. Whiteman. Boys’ All-Tournament Team Forwards: Rodriguez, Nolan Center: Bennett Guards: Phares, Poling Girls’ All-Tournament Team Forwards: Primm, Phares Center: Scott Guards: Minter, Floriana Director—Lyle Murphy Referee—Dick Williams, Salem Score Keeper—Mr. Luzader ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE Yells CHEEK LEADERS Haysel Shaffer Frederick Baxter Margaret Warner V. H. S. Yes. V. H. S. Yes. V. H. S. Yes, Yes. We’ll do our best We’ll do our best For V. H. S. Yes, Yes. Siss! Boom! Bah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Victory High School Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Victory High School Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Tea m! Tea m! Team! Pass ’em high, pass ’em low, Yea! Victory, let’s go! Against the line of orange They never can reply Three cheers for dear old Victory And down with-------------High. ------------------has a rooster It sits upon the fence And crows for dear old Victory Because it has good sense. 12 3 4 3 2 14 Who for What for Who’re you goin' to yell for V-I-C-T-O-R-Y That’s the way you spell it This is the way you spell it Victory! Victory! Victory! Siss! Boom! V-I-C-T-O-R-Y Mmmmmmmm Boy. ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FOUR Name AUTOGRAPHS ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FIVE Address V.imc % AUTOGRAPHS Address ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SIX Jokes “Laugh and the world laughs with you. Weep and the laugh’s on you ’’ Lonnie Bray: “Do you like candy?” Robert Johnson: “Why, sure.” Lonnie: “Well, then, listen to me eat it.” Donovan Faust (passing the graveyard in Glenwood): “Please let’s detour, Tin afraid.” Miss Fittro was explaining to her class that all animals died, but Frederick Minter insisted that frogs croaked. Mr. Davis: “Lillie (Walters) can you tell me about ‘Leo the Pope’?” Lillie (not paying any attention): “Why, Mr. Davis, don’t get too personal, hut really I didn’t know that you knew Leo.” In Miss Barnes’ French II class, Virginia Fitzpatrick and Mildred Powell were translating together. This is the substance of their translation: “The man laid back on his ears.” i “Did you go to see the Catacombs when you were in Rome?” asked Mrs. Luzader of her friend, Miss LaRue, who had just reutrned from abroad. “No,” was the emphatic reply, “I never did care for cats and I can see plenty of them at home.” Miss Minter: “Here’s a penny. Louis (Schmidt), to get a note book. Tell me, how did you become so destitute?” Louis: “I was like you, Miss Minter, giving vast sums to the poor and needy.” Woman customer (after the tired looking clerk had pulled down blanket after blanket until there was only one left on the shelf): “I don’t really care to buy a blanket today, I was only looking for a friend.” Clerk (Blanche Brasseur): “If you think he’s in the other, Madam, I’ll gladly take it down for you.” William Carr: “If a burglar entered the cellar would the coal shoot?” Lester Bohlman: “No, but perhaps the kindling wood.” Flossie spent part of the summer vacation in the country with a farmer relative. She spent the first few weeks in great enjoyment of the unusualness and variety of ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SEVEN life on the farm. The cows, sheep, pigs, horses and other animals kept her admiration and attention regularly and busily employed. So engrossed was she that she forgot Neil for several days. Then she sat down and wrote him a letter as follows: “Dear Neil:—I am enjoying myself immensely. There is something new happening all the time. The cows, horses and pigs are wonderful. Apples and peaches are indescribable. But no farm is complete for me without a donkey. When are you coming down? With love, FLOSSIE.” Charles Hamrick (poet): I propose to publish my poems under the name of John Smith.” Phillip Cammer: “Well, I don’t think that’s playing the game.” Charles: “Why not?” Phillip: “Just think of the thousands of innocent men that will be suspected.” Kelley: “Walking this morning? Where is your car?” Karl Showalter: “I haven’t any. I’ve had some serious reverses lately.” Kelley: “I see, had to sell it, eh?” Karl: “No, I stepped on the gas instead of the brake and backed into a tree.” “Who is the laziest girl in your history class?” asked John Kirkpatrick to Harold Jenkins. “I dunno,” answered Harold. “I should think you would know. When the other children are studying their lessons, who is it that sits idly in her seat and watches the rest?” “Miss Minter,” answered Harold. Harold Barnes had absent-mindedly started off with Miss White’s pencil which she had lent him, his own securely tucked in his pocket. Miss White stopped him and eyed him most suspiciously as he apologized. It happened a few days afterward he had his pocket full of pencils and met Miss White outside of room 402. She eyed him from head to foot not neglecting to make a mental inventory of the pocketful of pencils. “I see you’ve had a good business this morning,” she dryly remarked. “Why are you crying so, Willis McClung?” asked Mr. Luzader. “My sister’s cat died today.” “How pathetic! and did you love your sister’s cat so dearly?” “No, but Pa gave me a lickin’ for throwing it in the well.” In first period Commercial Arithmetic class: Miss Trimble: “If there were eleven girls in a family, and each had a brother, how many would there be in all?” Seymour Nebrough: Why, then there would be twenty-two.” Miss Trible: “No there wouldn’t, either.” Seymour: “How many would there be, then?” Miss Trimble: “There would be twelve in the family.” Mr. Upton: “Mildred, what gas is hardest to liquify?” Mildred Powell: “Hellium,” meaning helium. As Mr. Beckett went down the street, he spoke to a Freshman. Naughty Freshie, turned and made a horrible face at him. Some unfortunate man dropped a familiar brown bottle at the corner of the Adamston garage. Albert Malfregeot and Noel Madera, who recognized the smell ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT which rose from the broken bottle and contents, raised their hats as they passed the spot in honor of an old friend. Paul Gill and Robert Thompson, returning by train from a football match, (Graf-ton-Victory game), managed to get into corner seats about a minute before the train started. Suddenly they discovered they were without tickets. The ticket office being on the other side of the station, Robert said to Paul: “Quick! Hurry and get our tickets.” Paul dashed out of the compartment, but returned in less than a minute. “My word, you have been quick!” exclaimed Robert. “Yes, replied Paul, “I went into the next compartment and shouted, ‘All tickets, please,’ and I’ve got a handful.” Although Noel Maderia didn’t make a fuss over Glenna Haskins, she knew that he cared. One night he gave her the shock of her young life. “What would you say,” he asked, “if I told you that next week I will be sent up for stealing seventy-five horses?” When she heard this she just flung her head on his shoulder and burst into real kid tears (you know what I mean, the kind with awful faces). Suddenly she noticed that Noel was shaking with laughter. “Oh!” he exclaimed, “I didn’t steal them, I just asked you what you would do if I did.” Keith Weaver did not like to get his Commercial Arithmetic, and Marguerite Goff resolved to overcome this distate by a good example. She would teach him a lesson. When Miss Trimble assigned them a lesson. Marguerite pretended that she enjoyed working the problems. Keith watched her with great interest and when she had finished her work, he gave her some paper and said: “Here, Marguerite, if you enjoy it that much, you can work my problems, too.” Miss Traugh was very much annoyed by the continued mischievousness of one of her boys, Raymond Boyles. At last she exclaimed in exasperation: “I wish I could be your mother for just about one week. I would rid you of your naughty disposition.” “Very well, I will speak to father about it,” responded Raymond coolly. Harold Crim: “How much do you weigh, Brooks?” Brooks: “I weigh 175 pounds.” Harold: “You must have been weighed with your coat on.” Brooks: “And I did not, I held it on my arm all the time.” James Taylor: “Why are street-car conductors generous men?” Marie Haponstall: “Don’t hardly know.” James: “Because they give a ring with each fare.” Mr. Liggett: “You are very backward in your arithmetic, Mary (Bever). When I was your age I was in cube root.” Mary: “What’s that?” Mr. Liggett: “What? You don’t even know what it is? My! My! That’s ter- rible! Here, give me your pencil. Now we’ll take say 1, 2, 3, 4 and fine the cube root. First you divide—no, you—let me see—um—yes—no—well, never mind—I guess you’re too young to understand it, any way.” ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-NINE ONE HUNDRED FORTY Calendar 3. Registration of Freshmen. 4. Registration of Sophomores. 5. Registration of Juniors. 6. Registration of Seniors. 7. One grand rush for class rooms. 10. Juniors and Seniors organize. 11. Lessons start properly. 12. Mr. Liggett enrolls a last year Senior as a Freshman. 13. All out. '•Fair!” 14. Whispers”—something is in the air. 17. Senior flag UP. Junior corn roast. Senior flag DOWN! 18. Junior flag UP. DOWN! The annual class fight—Juniors victorious. 19. Mr. Davis late the first thing. 20. Mr. Davis late again (better get an alarm clock). 21. What happened in English 111? Miss LaRue. 24. Mildred Powell and hellium.” 25. Nothing of importance. Editor asleep. 26. Jail birds—Teachers—Miss White—party at Lake Floyd. 27. Field Day. 28. West Union football game—13-3. Grand celebration, our first game. OCTOBER 1. Mr. Liggett smiles at Miss Smith. 2. A Freshman makes a face at Mr. Beckett. 3. Athltiec Association organized. 4. Juniors 100%. Visitors from Salem. 5. Teacher makes a Freshman cry in chapel. Miss Ward declares. Men are the biggest nuisances that exist.” 8. Carmen Charles runs into a buggy. Mister are you hurt?” Year book staff starts. 9. Junior class meeting. What happened? 10. Case between Mr. Upton and Miss Traugh—we all think. 11. Great excitement over tomorrow’s game. 12. Salem 0, Victory 41. Atta Boy, Victory! Junior party at Sun Set Hill—Oh, you walkers. 15. New pupil appears from Adrain. 16. All seem dead—teachers included. 17. Sophomore and Freshman girls meet Deans of Women. 18. Report cards—long faces. 19. Chapel—Baby Dodo Reid—can you beat her? 22. Ladies’ Home Journal committee formed. 23. Seniors must have their pictures taken. NOVEMBER 1. Teachers look sleepy after the night before. Art exhibit. 2. Oh, you bus—get out and walk up the hill. Victory-Moundsville game. Big snake dance Saturday night. 5. Junior party. The Pines. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-ONE 6. School drags on. Men from town speak to students. 7. Public school gets V. H. S. yells to learn for Elkins game. 8. Great calamity—the outer office was closed. 9. Girls’ chapel to organize Y. W. C. A. 12. Flora Florianna declares an ice wagon passed steaming hot. 13. Girls’ volley ball in full swing. 14. Girls’ basketball starts. 15. Keep still, Douglas Lambert wants to study (the first time). 16. All aboard for Grafton. 19. Hurry, if you want a year book. 20. No school this morning. 21. Furniture arrives in Auditorium, wonder what’s going on? 22. Oh, you chemistry problems. 23. Juniors Vanity Fair. Game with Pennsboro! Free for students, all could go for once. 26. Why can’t we have a holiday after that game? 27. Ninety club has a theater party. 28. Year book starts out fine. 29. Freshmen by this time should know the rules, but sorry to say some Seniors don’t. 30. Mr. Luzader makes some announcements. DECEMBER 3. No school—we beat Mannington. 4. Debating club trial. Basketball starts. Mr. Snodgrass rides in a wheelbarrow. Just married. 5. Boys rounding in shape. 50 out. 6. School moves on. 7. Reverend VanSickle in chapel. Pictures for the year book. Oh, you Freshies. Some more announcements. 10. The telephone sure did ring today. 11. Guy Radcliffe and his cat. 12. Chemistry students view Guy’s cat. 13. End of the week and my notebook not in. 14. Debating Club gives program in chapel. 17. Dumb-bell Scanes is so dumb he makes a gym ring, (so several boys declared). 19. School lags. Christmas is near. 20. Off for holidays! Teacher reads us Christmas stories. JANUARY 2. Back from vacation. What did Santa bring you?’’ 3. Wonder where Miss White and Miss Trimble are? 4. Gold football given by Alumni. Several Seniors from Salem College introduced. 7. Miss White and Miss Trimble have returned—wonder if they have changed their names? 8. Every one crams for exams. Thursday. 9. Juniors’ meeting. Boys’ basketball team goes to Shinnston. 10. Exams today. Freshie plays marbles unconcerned. 11. Exams continued. Familiar saying: Did you pass yesterday?’’ 14. Why don’t someone start something? 15. Basketball—Victory 29, Mannington 15. 16. We have broken the ice now—let’s keep it up. 17. Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day. 18. Juniors have chapel. Weston here tonight. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-TWO 19. V. H. S.—W. H. S. (Atta Boy, from Weston here). 23. Brother Powell came at 8:00 o’clock today, what news. 24. Second team defeats First M. E. FEBRUARY 1. Game with W. I. Atta Boy, Victory. V. H. S. 24, W. I. H. S. 8. 4. English III and IV start on final round. 5. A blue Tuesday—not Monday. 6. School moves on. 7. Miss Minter has some time in locker room. 8. Orchestra players—much better music today. 11. Rain, rain. 12. Game at Bridgeport. V. H. S. winners. Sleighing party at school. 13. Always Unlucky. 14. Snowing still fine. 15. Basketball team goes to Mannington tomorrow. 18. Mr. Luzader’s announcement comes true, “No Snow.” 19. Basketball game with Salem. 20. Teacher looks pleased—what happened? 21. Get ready for Bridgeport tomorrow night. 22. Bridgeport here tonight—Oh, you old town rooters! 25. Dead Monday. 26. Oh, that Geometry lesson for tomorrow! 27. Making hats for W. I. game. 28. Meeting for the W. I. gaipe. 29. W. I. and Victory game—Victory city champs. MARCH 4. Please get here on time for Operetta practice. 5. Girls leave for Spencer Tournament. 6. Girls win their first game with Logan. 7. Win their second, third, and fourth games. 10. Grand celebration Sunday—girls bring home gold basketballs. 11. Victory boys play W. V. U. Freshmen. 12. Everybody gets ready for the Buckhannon Tournament. 13. Team and several rooters go to Buckhannon. 14. Too bad we got beat. 17. St. Patrick’s Day—everybody looks and acts green. 19. Junior party at Betty Morrison’s. 20. Spring starts today. 21. Music Department invites song birds from town. Students very much pleased. Kater here tonight. 24. Year book almost ready for printer. 25. Class spirit reaches a high point. 26. Class Tournament. Pophomore girls win. 27. Junior boys win. 28. Debating club contest. 29. Year book goes to press. Girls’ basketball girls have party at Mr. Yager’s. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-THREE APRIL 1. Seniors’ Stunt Night. All fool’s day. 2. Hard practice on Operetta. Report cards out. 3. April showers bring May flowers. 4. Chapel—more announcements. 7. Blue Monday again. 8. Janitors have a hard time cleaning up auditorium. 9. Senior girls busy with dressmaking. 10. Spring weather prevails. 11. Principals’ meeting in Parkersburg. 14. Dress rehearsal for Operetta. 15. “The Pirate of Penzance’’ goes over with a big hit. 16. Notices posted on bulletin board. Bring in report cards. 17. Charles Hamrick still outlining his history. 18. Chapel—everybody’s. 21. “Anyone caught chewing chewing gum. must outline his or her work for three days.” 22. Good news in store window: “If coffee don’t kill you, chew Mail Pouch.” 23. Spring weather magic—students disappear. 24. Why are so many students staying in? Now we know where they were yesterday. 25. Very fine speech in chapel—no one knows the author. 28. “Oh, how warm the sun is today and we can’t get out”—A Freshie’s plea. 29. Oh, those teachers read notices for tomorrow. 30. All book reports must be in today. MAY 1. First day of May. Hark! hear the sounds concerning Exams. 2. Juniors’ last chapel. Chapel, more chapel, most chapel. 5. Start review for exams. 6. Side door not cut for Seniors. Ha, Ha, Ha. 7. Spring causes all to sleep. 8. Everyone wrapped in nature’s beauty, how long will it last? 9. Seniors’ last chapel. Color day. 12. Seniors get ready for banquet. 13. Banquet by sponsors for Seniors. 14. Junior and Senior banquet. 15. Exams, today. 16. More Exams. 19. Senior play. 20. Commencement. 21. Last day. Hurrah! We’re Seniors. —LYLE MURPHY, ’25. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-FOUR YOUR PORTRAIT GIVEN TO THOSE WHOSE LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP YOU CHERISH IS RICH IN SENTIMENT and PLEASANT MEMORIES SAYRE STUDIO FOURTH STREET CLARKSBURG, W. VA. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-FIVE Your Great-Grandmother Used Sweet Melody. Your Grandmother Used Sweet Melody. Your Mother Used Sweet Melody. And when you go through school and marry and got to housekeeping, we want you to Use Sweet Melody. The Hornor Gaylord Company Save Your First Thousand OTHER THOUSANDS WILL COME EASIER Successful men say the “first thousand” is the hardest to save. But it is the most important. While saving your “first thousand” you will acquire the habit of SAVING and interest on it will help you to save your second thousand. 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CLARKSBURG, W. YA. Personal Stationery Beautifully printed with or without your monogram—a fitting gift for the graduate, the bride or for birthday or Christmas. See us for Engraved Cards, also Christmas Cards. Telegram Job Shop Traders Avenue ONE HUNDRED FORTY-SEVEN ONE HUNDRED FORTY-EIGHT The High School Graduate and Business Success There are two classes of young people to whom we extend a special invitation to enter our school—high schoci graduates and teachers. We do this because of the very remarkable demand in the business world for oung people whose fundamental training has been reasonably broad. The high school graduate not only masters a course in cur high school more rapidly than does the less favored boy or girl, but he also earns more rapid promotion when he is placed in a position. Added to this is the fact that the best positions go to those who are best qualified to fill them. For the advantage of high school graduates and teachers who do not care to interpret their study program because of the warm weather (which becomes hot weather for the idle) we shall form new classes Monday, May 26, Monday, June 12, and Monday, June 19. Enrollment may be made on any of these dates, and classes suitable to the needs of beginning students will be available. We open our school to ambitious young men and young women with real pleasure, and extend this special invitation to high school graduates and to teachers to join us on the foregoing dates. Special classes for high school graduates. University and Normal trained faculty. For catalog and further information, write or telephone. West Virginia Business College T. B. CAIN, President CLARKSBURG, ONK HUNDRED FORTY-NINE ONE HUNDRBD FIFTY Claries M. Stieff Incorporated Piano Manufacturer Piano Tuning The Piano of Quality A visit of inspection is always welcome and implies no obligation to purchase. S. RALPH THOMPSON, Manager West Virginia Branch: 201 W. Pike St., CLARKSBURG, W. VA. “Our last month’s bill was frightful.” Said Marie Primm to Clarence Bow; He rose with smile delightful. And turned the gas quite low. Miss Minter: How did the Union troops treat the southern people?” Donavon Faust: “They killed the cows.” Ralph Harbert was explaining the relations o ftwo polygons that had been drawn on the blackboard: W. I. H. S. (the dimensions of one polygon) equal GOAT (the dimensions of the other polygon), or W. I. H. S. equals Goan. Miss Matthews asked Ruth Van Sickle how many strawberries grew in the sea? She answered her as she thought good: As many herrings as grow in the woods.” ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-ONE “Please define a kiss and state what it is for,” said Beulah Walker at the evening’s close. 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In silent satisfaction, She sweetly gave his kisses back, And said, “Now, that’s subtraction.” Then he kissed her and she kissed him. Without any explanation; They both together smiled and said. “Now, that’s multiplication.’’ But Dad appeared upon the scene And made a quick decision; He kicked Guy three blocks away, And said, “Now, that’s division.” YOU WANT THE BEST Ask Your Grocer for Cream of W heat Flour The Standard Milling Company CLARKSBURG, W. VA. ONE HUNDRED SIXTY Johnson Lewis Quality Clothiers and Haberdashers A sign was found pinned on Tony DeLuca's bookkeeping desk, which read as follows: God helps those who help themselves; but God help those who are caught helping themselves around these premises. We always keep on keeping on with something new. 234 West Main St. CLARKSBURG. W. VA. 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